#I love alfredo pizza sorry

[stupd000]

Could u make like conversations between guy and honey on like a normal day?

YES I CAN!!🫶(this is one of my first times doing this be nice☹️)

#I love alfredo pizza sorry #redacted texts #redacted guy #redacted asmr guy #redacted audios guy #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted audios #redacted contemporary

[imashoe69420]

Rise!Bros X GN!Reader Headcannons *SHORT*

Can be interpreted as romantic or platonic :)

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Leo

• One thing Leo insists on doing is your hair. Since he’s only ever had hair once and never did anything with it (and it was evil), he’s intrigued by the buns, ponytails, and braids you’d put it in.

•Was he good at it? No. Well, maybe the buns and ponytails, but the braids evaded him.

• “I don’t think I have enough fingers for this.” Leo said as he loosely held a scrunchie with one hand and the messy braid—if you could even call it that—in his other.

•You laughed. “Maybe just stick to the others.”

•After a few weeks, he finally mastered the braid and wouldn’t stop talking about it for days. He would often do that when you were pissed at him.

• “Uh, I know you’re not talking like that to the best hair braider in the world.” He boasted when you told him to shut up about the damn braid already.

• “I swear you’re gonna be the death of me.” You sighed.

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Raph

•You were notorious for getting hurt—whether that be training with his brothers or skateboarding—and Raph would often see you limping around or bleeding.

•While bandaging you up, he would scold you on why you should take your health and well-being seriously.

• “Relax, Raph, it’s not that big of a deal.” You told him. “I grew up with brothers, too. I’m used to getting scratches and bruises all the time.”

• “Yeah, but, you still gotta be careful. What if you get more than a scratch or bruise? I ain’t qualified to treat that!” Raphael retorts, ripping off the end of the bandage wrap and tucking it underneath.

• “Aw, you big softie! Come here.” You envelop him in your arms the best you could.

•He hugged you back. “Just promise you’ll be more careful. For me?”

•You smiled up at him with a nod. “Okay, okay, I’ll try. Thanks for fixing me up. You’re the best.”

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Donnie

•It wasn’t often that Donnie let you into his lab. It was never personal, he just wanted peace and quiet. But when he did allow you in the lab, your main job was to hand him tools and other components as he built his fine inventions. You weren’t tech savvy at all so there was a lot of confusion during the process.

• “(Y/N), can you hand me the pliers?” He asked, not looking as he reached behind himself.

• You hummed before handing him some pliers.

• “No, the Lineman’s.” Donnie gave the apparently incorrect pliers back to you.

• You gave him another pair.

•He slowly turned around, his face stern. “I said ‘Lineman’s’.”

• “Dee, there’s like 10 different pairs of pliers!” You defended yourself. “What even is a Lineman?”

•Donnie breathed out a vocalized “sigh” before grabbing the correct tool and returning to his invention.

• “I’m sorry.” You felt bad for not knowing the difference.

•The turtle turned back around and stared at you for a couple seconds before crackling a half smile and ruffling your hair. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll teach you.”

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Mikey

•You and Mikey loved to try random combinations of pizza toppings until one of them tastes good. So far, your favorites were pineapple-bacon-Alfredo and “Party Pizza” in which you bought a cheese pizza and threw jelly beans and maple syrup on it.

• “That’s disgraceful, (Y/N).” Mikey shook his head half-jokingly.

• “Whatever, you haven’t even tried it.” You remarked, opening a bag of jellybeans and scooping a large amount onto the cheese pizza.

• “There’s no way I’m allowing that to assault my tastebuds.” Mikey cringed as you took a bite.

• Once you eventually got him to try it, he fell in love with it like you’d thought he would.

#fanfic #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt fluff #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt raph #rottmnt reader insert #x reader #rise donnie x reader #rise donnie #rise raph #rise mikey #rise leo #rottmnt oneshot #rottmnt headcanons

[tmntxthings]

Haiiii! I was just wondering if you could do rise!turtles x gn!reader who has trouble eating? Like they don’t have an eating disorder, their body just doesn’t like to have food in it and makes them feel sick, so they take medicine to help them eat? Maybe it’s how the boys react to finding this out?

Food Issues

author’s note: lovely anon thank you for requesting and sorry for the wait <3 hopefully this is what you were thinking of c: this one hit a little close to my heart

warnings: eating issues, fluff, angst, comfort, unedited

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Raphael

Raph had kicked everyone out of the lair that night (except for dad ofc) because tonight was date night and Raph had been cooking up an idea, quite literally cooking hehe, he was fixing you an absolute bangin’ meal (and no it’s not pizza!)

He had searched up a whole bunch of date night menus and settled for something on the easier side since he wasn’t super confident in his cutlery skills. Chicken Alfredo pasta was on the menu tonight at the lair and it was finally done! Raph set the table, poured some soda in glasses and also took out some water too (options!)

Raph couldn’t stop his smile as he heard you call out, “Raph?” He looked back at the set table, he had chosen to sit the two of you closer together rather than across the table like the movies. Plates full of pasta! It all looked perfect, “Hey! I’m coming,” he said as he went to you

You were beautiful everyday but today in particular Raph noticed how much effort you had put into yourself for date night, you smiled warmly at him, your hair looked so soft, as it framed your face, you were glowing in a stunning outfit and Raph pulled you in for a hug, happy to see you

“You’re taking my breath away,” Raph said twirling you in a circle as he hugged you tight, you blushed “you do the same!” You said as you hugged him back just as tightly, “so date night?” you asked as he set you back on your feet

“Yes! I’ve got a bunch of stuff prepared,” Raph beamed as he took your hand and led you to the table, “I made us a meal first, then we can do whatever you want! I’ve got movies or games, or anything else you can think of!” he was so excited as he pulled out your chair for you, “thank you” you smiled as he sat down next to you

“Wow Raph! This looks amazing!” And it really did, your heart panged knowing you wouldn’t be able to eat all of this. Much less it would probably be a couple of bites since you hadn’t even thought to take your medicine today, you were in such a rush once you looked at how little time you had left after getting dressed and doing you hair, you’d spent about 2 hours in the shower!

Raph smiled at your compliment and started to dig in, he hoped it tasted as good as it looked and to him nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he felt relief he really didn’t want to mess up date night, the conversation flowed as Raph ate, and you pushed the food around with your fork, taking occasional bites hoping Raph wouldn’t notice

But since Raph had cooked this meal he was very much aware that you weren’t eating, “is it not good?” he sighed putting his fork down, he had cleaned his plate and you still had more than half of the portion of pasta he had put on your plate, “oh no Raph, that’s not it at all, your pasta is really good,” you tried reassuring him but he didn’t believe you, even as you forced another bite down

“I’m sorry I just, I’m not hungry… I didn’t take my meds before I left,” you admitted to him and now he looked a little concerned, “what do you mean Y/n?” You put the fork down and turned to him, “I don’t really eat much, so when I do I need to take this medicine or else I get really sick” and as soon as you said the word a wave of nausea rolled through you. You shot up to your feet, “Raph” desperation in your eyes, “I’ll be right back, I’m really sorry”

You held your hand to your mouth as you booked it to the nearest bathroom, almost not making it as you gagged into your hand, then slumping down to your knees as you held the toilet bowl and puked the few bites of alfredo you had eaten, tears streaming down your face, you had totally ruined date night and hurt Raph’s feelings on top of that!

You heard a soft knock on the door before Raph entered the bathroom and another onslaught of puking came up, he held your hair back and rubbed circles on your back, trying to soothe you, “Y/n you could’ve told me, I wouldn’t have felt bad! Especially now since the consequence is you hurting,” the both of you stayed in the bathroom for a while, until the puking finally subsided and you were trembling with dried tear stains down you cheeks

“I’m sorry,” you said after you had rinsed your mouth out with water and brushed your teeth (yes you had a spare toothbrush at the lair) “Nothing to apologize for Y/n, I just want you feeling better,” Raph hadn’t known anything about your eating issues and once you had told him, all those other times of hanging out and you rarely eating clicked, it seemed so obvious now

“Do you wanna go lay on the couch and watch movies?” he asked, holding your hand and smiling softly down at you, “I’d love that,” you nodded and the two of you cuddled up watching Lou Jitsu

Leonardo

“Say what?” Leo asked, needing a repeat of all of what you had just said, you groaned of course he’d make you repeat everything, “I’m not feeling so good today, but it’s not a big deal you don’t need to come and check on me,” you said into the phone. It was silent, “hmmm I think I shall come over, to help in your hour of need!”

“Leo, did you not just hear me?! I said-“ Leo cut you off and you groaned inwardly, “yes yes I know, but wouldn’t you feel way better way faster if your boyfriend was there taking care of you?” He didn’t know why he had to spell this out to you, he was coming and that was final! Of course he’d be there even if it was some crazy bad sickness

“Okay you stubborn blue turtle!” You quipped not even knowing why you dared try to stop him in the first place, once he got an idea, Leo was a force to be reckoned with, an unstoppable train wreck, “do you want me to bring anything in particular? what exactly is wrong?” his voice went serious towards the end, “it’s just my stomach,” you tried to sound light but Leo replied, “isn’t the stomach like a second brain or something?!” he wondered how much truth you were telling him and if he should be more worried

“I’ll be there soon,” Leo said in a hurry and promptly hung up. You fell back in your bed, you had been spewing up your guts all morning and when Leo had called wanting to go out and do something you had to say no, to which he whined and demanded for a good reason as to why, to which well it was already stated previously… thankfully the nausea had passed but your stomach was cramping and you knew you were dehydrated

“This is the worst,” you said feeling emotional as tears welled up in your eyes, sometimes you wished life was simpler, that you could eat whatever you wanted without consequences and didn’t have to constantly think about when your next refill of medicine would be ready, you blew out a breath telling yourself not to cry, it would be your luck that Leo would burst through the door the second the tears started falling

“Alright I’ve got Jupiter Jim and Lou Jitsu, what do ya wanna watch first?” It was crazy how you just knew he would barge in as soon as you had thought of the blue devil, you smiled as you sat up on your elbows looking at him, arms full of movies. “You pick,” and so he had Jupiter Jim Saves the Galaxy 4 in and running in no time

He got into bed with you, lying back on his shell as his arms went back, one behind his head, and the other pulling you in close. You followed suit snuggling into his side and making his heart melt into goo. When the first movie ended, neither of you got up when the credits started rolling and Leo asked, “do you know why your stomach hurts?”

He was peering down at you and you were looking up at him through your lashes, “yes..” you said softly when you didn’t continue Leo waited, “i ate something awhile ago and it didn’t agree with me, but I’m used to it” you sighed

He patted your tummy gently, “that sucks” and he looked so sad while saying it but you stifled a laugh, his word choice was always so straightforward, “yeah it really does” still trying to keep it together, you shook your head at him before sliding out of bed

“What I meant to say was..” Leo said watching you go to the tv, but you waved your hand telling him it was alright, “I know what you meant,” you gave him a smile then turned back to the movie selection.

“Alright you had your movie now my turn but I’ll be nice and let you choose out of my two options,” Leo smirked waiting for his two choices, though if he was a betting turtle… “let me guess,” he said as you simultaneously said “twilight.” Leo threw up his hands he had just known that was your first pick. Then you continued on your own “or sonic the hedgehog?” Leo thought for a split second “too easy, BLUE DEVIL!”

Donatello

Donnie knew something was up with you, because it just didn’t seem possible to him that you had only eaten one meal together in the entire span of your relationship which was 6 months 21 days 7 hours and 8 seconds.. 9.. 10 well you get the point, the two of you were going strong. But only a one, singular time you ate?

Yes, according to his calculations he should’ve seen you eat something 3 out of the 6 months at least, this seemed to be a big staple in relationships, well the internet said so. Donnie spun around in his chair thinking a mile a minute. He wondered if perhaps you could be embarrassed to eat in front of him, that seemed to be legit because a lot of people anonymously confided to that on the wide web.

But Donatello had continued to do research on this because first of all he didn’t like having only one option, six more and he’d start feeling like he was getting somewhere, by the third he came across illnesses or more along the line of stomach issues, he frowned why did he have a sinking feeling… maybe it was just the thought of thinking that this could possibly be true and that made Donnie sad

Yeah that was it, just the possibility because surely…hopefully you didn’t suffer from this, he wouldn’t wish it on anyone, and for you, he winced now he needed to know the remedies, just in case of a worse case scenario. Donnie stopped spinning, and continued researching.

“Y/n?” Donnie said quietly into his phone, “Heyy Dee, I just finished up some studying and was about to head over!” Well he could wait til you got here, it was probably a conversation better in person. “Okay sounds great,” though to you Donnie sounded far off, like he hadn’t really heard what you said

“You okay Donnie?” and he blinked, gripping the phone tighter, “just contemplating some things,” he managed to say, he predicted that he was gonna have to spill over the phone rather than what he wanted to do, wait for your arrival to go down on his knees and ask a million questions and then comfort you with a million solutions

“Contemplating what?” You became very serious because you had a feeling something was wrong, “what’s going on Donnie?” the seconds of silence broke as Donnie sighed into the phone, “Y/n, I’d much rather have this conversation in person but I think I’ve made the situation seem a lot more dire than it really should be”

You listened intently, as Donnie kept going, he was on a roll, in a monologue, “I was doing some research on what couples usually do together and a lot of that had to deal with eating and it made me realize you don’t eat in front of me and then I continued to research as to why some people don’t eat in front of others,”

He took a deep breath and continued, “among many other options one stuck out to me, stomach issues in lament terms, and I think this is the reason why but I want to be wrong, I want you to tell me I’m wrong but even if I’m right I want you to know that they have solutions out there and you don’t have go through this alone!”

The line went quiet as Donnie calmed himself, and went back to steady breathing, “…Y/n?” He winced wondering if he had just metaphorically dived head first off the London bridge. “I’m still here, you just amaze me sometimes” you said warmly now that you had caught up to speed with what was eating at Donnie’s mind. “You’re right, I do have said issues and I already have medicine that helps, it still hurts at times though,”

Donnie smiled in relief no jumping off of bridges, “we can talk about it more when you get here and hopefully with the help of science we can figure out a better solution than the medicine you’re taking,” you smiled tears in your eyes, of course he would do everything in his power to help you the second he found out.

Michelangelo

“Alright!!! Pizza’s here” Mikey hollered but it wasn’t needed because everyone was already waiting at the table. “About time!” Raph complained as he eyed the boxes Mikey was carrying hungrily. “It was a new delivery person, they kept walking back and forth past the alleyway,” Mikey laughed as he placed the boxes on the center of the table.

Everyone was immediately reaching for the first box, opening it up and letting the aroma waft through the lair. “Smells so good,” Mikey’s mouth watered. Grabbing two slices, one for him, one for you before heading further down the table at where you sat.

“Gotcha a slice!” Mikey smiled as he handed you the plate. “Thanks Mikey, though I’m not really hungry” you smiled back at him, he was so kind you thought, always thinking of others.

“But you’ve been at the lair all day today!” Mikey said confused on how you weren’t absolutely starving like he was, like Raph was, like all of them were. You shrugged wanting to move past the topic, you hadn’t thought Mikey would think anything of it because it was your usual excuse!

“When did you last eat?” Mikey asked after swallowing a bite of pizza. He was looking at you with worried eyes. “I had something yesterday..” you admitted softly and by something you drank some water and managed to get down a granola bar.

Mikey was frowning, “don’t humans have to eat three times a day?” and you nodded, he finished off his pizza and thought, “do you not like pizza???” It hurt his heart to say, he couldn’t believe that they had someone out there who didn’t like pizza it was just too good, but maybe that’s why you never ate at the lair, the menu here was mostly different varieties of pizza.

“It’s not that I don’t like it,” you said “I just don’t have the appetite for really anything” you sighed to yourself. You guessed there was no point in lying, Mikey would’ve found out eventually the more the two of you hung out. “That can’t be good!” Mikey’s heart was hurting in a different way now, he couldn’t imagine not ever being hungry

“I get hungry sometimes” you tried to explain, “I just feel awful afterwards and it usually comes right back up..” it was pretty gross to talk about especially at the table with food around, but Mikey listened intently with sad eyes, “is there anything I can do?” he asked wanting to help if possible

Gosh he was so sweet, you smiled, “I can go back to my place and take some medicine that usually helps” Mikey stood wanting to come along, “I’ll go too! I’m pretty sure we’ll need more pizza anyways”

The two of you looked down the table to see four empty boxes, the only slice that had survived was sitting on your plate! You giggled the turtles sure had been hungry, “Yeah” you agreed, “and this time I’ll pay because I wanna get my favorite!”

“You have a favorite pizza?!” Mikey exclaimed, “well yeah when I do get a little peckish I’ll buy a supreme pizza with stuffed crust,” Mikey was licking his lips, “sounds delicious!” and so the two of you left the lair, talking about other favorite foods, Mikey was making a list in his mind, that way he’d always have a least something at the lair you would want to eat

#rise tmnt headcanons #rise turtles #rise leonardo #rise raphael #rise donatello #rise michelangelo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt fandom #teenage mutant ninja turtles #turtle bros #mikey #donnatello #michelangelo #raph #leonardo #tmnt 2018 #tmnt donnie #leonardo hamato #leo #donnie #rottmnt x y/n #rottmnt x reader

[mypoisonedvine]

about the author

hello all! I'm j.d., I write filthy filth here on tumblr dot com; I'm 24 and I live in the USA. my pronouns are he/she/they. I like long walks on the beach, big dicks, and fried chicken. feel free to send an ask and say hello! I'm glad you're here. grab a nametag and some refreshments and then we can all introduce ourselves.

favorite colors: blue, black, teal, burgundy

favorite bands: radiohead, ghost, tool, def leppard, a perfect circle, deftones, fiona apple, little dragon

favorite foods: peach milkshake, hyderabadi mutton dum biryani, flautas, spinach alfredo pizza

favorite movies: all that jazz (1979), swiss army man (2016), almost famous (2000), love actually (2003), the place beyond the pines (2012), ladies in lavender (2004), vengeance (2022), annihilation (2018)

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[boxwinebaddie]

cfpom + 'Za! ( pizza )

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO alright alright alright alright!

sorry if i sound really excited i'm getting really close to being done writing chapter thirteen <3 ALSO I LOVE THIS ASK SO MUCH OMG

the cfpom definitely get together and do smash tournaments and try to kill each other playing overcooked and mario party ( whoever has marjorine on their team is literally suffering in hell because marj is so bad god bless her ) and like everything in their friendship exists on like a rotating system of payments, barters and favors, no one keeps exact track of dollar amounts EXCEPT FOR KYLE BECAUSE HES INSANE AND A MATH KING. but they have like 'turns' so every week or so they trade off who is buying the pizza and what's on it.

( except for stan who like...is gods vegan angel emphasis on vegan and angel bc hes too nice to make everyone suffer thru vegan pizza so he gets his own and anyone who wants a slice can have one...except for cartman if hes mean to kyle more than three times a kickback...yes hes on a quota...yes he fails every time )

**kenny also had a brief stint of working at dominos and was carrying the team for a while there...even as the brokest bitch...icon behavior

anyways...PIZZA HC TIME COWABUNGA DUDE! *hang loose*

ok starting off...i'd say strong but its weak...i hate you cartman...he is definitely ordering...whatever the equivalent of ordering the arby's Meat Mountain is but for pizza...like whatever the meat lovers man meaty man man meat testosterone surprise special for meaty beefy men is...theres like no sauce or the sauce is ranch based oh my god...the whole butchers shop is on that thing its horrifying

and like i really do not think stan minds at all with meat being eaten around him...but every crunchy boy vegan plant based bone in stans body screams out in pain and revulsion if hes within like five inches of fartmans meaty man pizza...he is like EWEWEWEW!!!! fully gaggin

stan like jumps into kyles lap in horror to get away from it and kyle is half like...thank u for ur service fartman being useful for ONCE...and is half like u are absolutely revolting 2 me u disgusting waste facility

he is also making...too many sexual noises eating that pizza...Jail!

kenny and marjorine are pineapple on pizza TRUTHERS! ( so am i )

like pep!canon kenny is the pina colada chapstick, he is a tropical king! fruity legend! taste buds are immaculate hes ahead of his time

he definitely believes in hawaiian pizza supremacy...but i feel like his go to pizza order is definitely like bacon jalapeno pineapple because he's like...its sweet...its salty...its spicy like its the perfect piece of pizza like he is basically deadpool...i also think he likes banana peppers...i cant say why ( ok buffalo chicken pizza ALSO )

LIKE I SAID HE ALSO WORKED AT DOMINOS FOR A BIT ( kenny having a revolving door of rotating jobs in pep is so funny to me ) and he definitely ate pizza nonstop for months ( did he hold that job that long??? idk??? ) when he worked at dominos he totally got to bring home one pizza a shift so the boys were eating for free for a while...

...BUT I CANT SAY THEY WERE EATING GOOD BC KENNY WAS INFAMOUS FOR MAKING THE MOST FOUL HIGH AT 2AM STONER SPECIAL PIZZA SURPRISES FROM HELL...i dont want to talk about the hamburger pizza he made one time...absolutely horrifying. THEYRE LIKE KENNY WHY IS THERE CHOCOLATE ON THIS BRO KHDSK HEEEEEELP

they were eating...Interesting...thats for damn sure. smh like kENNY!!

marj...ok u know what...i really think she could fuck extremely heavy w a barbeque sauce moment ( take us to the south miss marjorine! ) like one of those like barbeque chicken pizzas with the onions and the garlic and some RANCH!!!!! she is fucking it up!!!!! ( or like even like a white sauce alfredo moment...decadent...beautiful ) and she is using her knife and her fork and everything like a classy lady! she can eat a surprising amount of pizza...everyone is lowkey impressed.

i really do not wanna do kyle this dirty but like...i really do no think he is having any pizza that is not like Cheese Pizza...unless it has extra cheese on it. kyle does not fuck with vegetables that aren't potatoes...also all the toppings on pizza just getting recklessly scattered aggravates the fuck out of his ocd he is like this is a textural and sensory nightmare and kenny is like dude...ily but they can't put exactly ten toppings in a perfect line down the middle...and hes like...they could if they tried...smh...kenny did it for kyle once...kyle said it was the mot beautiful thing hes ever seen...next 2 stan marsh

also he is painfully WHITE he cannot have a modicum of spice or he will die and pass away...but....BUT! he will...OCASSIONALLY...eat pepperoni...but ONLY because stan calls it Kyle Pile Pizza because "it has freckles just like you" and it was SOOOOOOO cute that kyle was like willing to endure that one modicum of spice for stan...true luv

( also i do feel like he puts the napkin in his shirt, turns his head at the exact angle he needs to minimize grease on his face....he did Complex Calculations for it...and does take all the toppings off and stan gets all the little veggies and kenny can have the meat...wow...

....The Power of Friendship...And Undiagnosed Mental Illness <3 )

stan though? ohhhhhhh my god. i feel like whatever their vegan pizza veggie delight ( fartman calls it stan salad smh ) is with like...listen a pesto sauce base moment....ABSOLUTELY FUCKING DECIMATED. kyle is so precise and careful and stan is like CHAOTIC when eating. like all of the ferality he displays w sugar stan channels into fast food ( he is literally a garbage disposal ) its an EVENT! especially if stan is really drunk or really hungover ( which he is either most of the time )

every single sauce is out and every single sauce is on that pizza like the whole pizza is just a vessel for one million sauces. he is like throwing beers back like nobodys business. no napkins he is a nasty nasty nasty boy!!! Digusting!!! shit is FLYING like stan is rollin pizzas into a burrito shape for maximum bite, there is sauce all over his face on his clothes, bell pepper in his hair...ITS IMPRESSIVE AND ITS HORRIFYING SDHLKDS kenny is like clapping and high fives him like a proud dad kyle is so scared hes going to choke and die....cryin...

really all around...as a gang just...incredible work...love them.

-uncle nina <3

#OK THIS IS MY FINEST ACCOMPLISHMENT LIKE THIS IS ALL SO INDESPUTABLY CANON TO ME #like u really really can argue with the wall or ur mom but not me baby i feel this in my soul #its so cute when they have little cfpom stan gang get togethers and hang out like AWWWWW my babies all in one place except cartman DIE PLS #ily style but the cpfom as a gang...i wish i wrote more of them all together in pep i love them so bad #ANYWAYS CANON CANON CANON #hc #cfpom

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

It wasn't meant to be a sexual ask! what is your favorite food!!!

oh, sorry -_-"""

i really like hummus, though i have to eat it in smaller quantities now. and noccellara olives (the ones from Sicily are the best <333333). and baguettes (thanks france lol i have an addiction now). pizza (margherita is the only one i eat), fettuccine alfredo (ik it's not originally italian-italian but it's so yummy when you do it up right). oh and CHOCOLATE <3 i eat way too much chocolate lol. and macarons <333 (an occasional treat for me) AND LES RELIGIEUSES !!!!!!!!! Best pastry I've ever had in my life. It was my trademark sweet treat when I was in France. I also love mozzarella and brie cheese. OOH and my mom taught me this recipe of ratatouille lasagne with Roquefort cheese -- it's my favourite meal ever (i also adore ratatouille with a fresh baguette, a little Roquefort for an additional zing, and a nice glass of wine to drink with it -- I loved making it while I was away).

#lol sorry that turned into a ramble #i'm glad i ate my late night ramen tonight lol #which i also admittedly love - i unironically love instant ramen (and the real thing ofc) #i have several favourites as you can tell :P #i love food lol - to quote Edwige: 'je suis gourmande (très)' #i feel this gif rather accurately encapsulates me writing this answer lmaooo #do i pass the vibe check re my food ? :P #What foods do you like Anon? :) #food #asked and answered #anon ask #anon

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Congratulations on 100 followers! You deserve every Single one of them for how amazing your writing is!

I noticed you were doing matchups so I decided to participate for fun, feel free to do anyone else’s if mine doesn’t have enough info for you! Sorry for being all over the place with it😓

I’m a 5’4” 1/16th Russian, 1/8th Asian Caucasian female and I’m 18 years old. I’m generally pretty energetic, but not overbearing energetic and I only fall asleep when my eyelids tell me to (unless I have homework due for a class I’m falling behind in the next day) and I’m not one to leave my dorm unless I need to eat or go to class or meet my friends/family. I take responsibility if I know no one else is going to do it in a messy organized way. I’m easily taken advantage of because of my naivety and gullibility. I act like I know more about death, murder, and dark things like that when really, I’m too weak to actually hurt a fly. I love to write stories, read manga, and watch anime. I’m not good at arguing my points, but I can make people addicted to things I’m obsessed with. If I become interested in something, I become obsessed with it, so I have read the light novels, Beast AU, seen the entire series twice and Dead Apple. I don’t mind spoilers though. I love making new OCs for different shows (but I’m EXCESSIVELY SADISTIC about it) and I love to read Yandere!Reader, Suicidal!Reader, Depressed!Reader, and [other anime character]!Reader, Character x Readers to soothe my depressive tendencies. I have severe epilepsy that’s near incurable and my grades are mostly A’s and B’s except for a couple classes with D’s. I eat like one or two meals a day (sometimes none because of medication) and when I do, it’s like two pieces of pizza or a tiny bowl of alfredo pasta, so I’m really skinny and light. I have slight acne, but it’s not too noticeable. You asked for people we dislike, I’m apologizing in advance, but I’ll just give you the characters I do like, crush wise or think-they’re-cool-and-would-want-to-be-friends wise. (I’m a total simp for Chuuya or Dazai’s death glare, especially when a slight shadow covers it)

Characters: Dazai, Ranpo, Yosano, Kyoka, Kenji, Tanizaki, all Beast!ADA except the President and Kunikida, Kouyou, literally any Chuuya from any plot point, Akutagawa, Gin, Tachihara, Elise (don’t match me with her, she’s just really cool and funny but way too young), PM! Dazai (both Beast! AU and regular series), Mark, Fyodor (the dub accent tho❤️❤️❤️), Nikolai, Tecchou, Jouno, Teruko, Odasaku

I have a problem…😅😓😭

Heyyy sariel!!! Tysm, and no, it's not too over the place, and the info was quite sufficient 💗

The images do not belong to me. They belong to their original owners.

Calculating...

Your sibling figure is... KENJI MIYAZAWA!!!

-He's such a sunshine omg

-Kenji is always smiling and encouraging you. He always manages to brighten up your day, and he loves seeing you smile as well

-I feel like he wouldn’t really understand the dark things you like (he’s too innocent for that) but he will smile and say ‘That’s so cool!’

-Kenji is interested in reading your stories. He will always give you constructive feedback, and it actually gives you motivation to write. He’s always the first one to read your stories <3

-Kenji is lowkey worried for your health, because he has never met anybody who ate quite little food, or sometimes nothing at all. Definitely gets you some light but nutritious food from his own village, and trust me those foods work like magic

-He doesn’t mind chilling in your dorm with you. You could be studying, reading, doing whatever, and Kenji will either doze or read a book to keep you company. He makes little to no noise or distractions, and his presence actually helps you focus more on studying

-If you need help with moving something heavy, just ask Kenji! With his super strength, it’s easy for him to move almost anything, and he loves helping you. He would even like to give you piggyback rides if you asked

-Hugs and headpats!!! Kenji was probably a bit inexperienced when it came to platonic affection, but in time he’ll love it and he might even start doing it back to you. Sometimes, his headpats would end up ruffling your hair and making it look like a mess, but he would stop if you asked him to

-He will read and watch the mangas and animes that you recommend to him. Just please keep it suitable for him

-Kenji would like to take you to his village one day and to let you meet everybody back at his hometown. He knows that you would be welcomed, and he’s quite excited everytime you ask him about his village

-If anybody takes advantage of you, Kenji wouldn’t be afraid to teach them a lesson with his super strength. But everybody in Yokohama knows not to make Kenji angry anyways, so you’re safe ^-^

-If you’re having a bad day, Kenji will smile and say some of the sweetest things ever to you that just makes you smile too. He knows just how to cheer you up, and he’ll be happy to cheer you up forever <3

-He does ask Yosano on some tips for your health, or he sometimes sends back to his village for some medicinal herbs that always worked

-Overall, he is the BEST YOUNGER BROTHER EVER! Also he’ll never be annoying towards you, because he is too sweet to do that 💗

And your parent figure is... YOSANO AKIKO!!!

-Yosano is a chill, but kind of strict parent figure

-She worries about your health, and buys you medicine that helps you. She wishes that she could heal you with her ability, but unfortunately her ability could only heal physical wounds. She does make you food that helps you become stronger though

-Yosano also likes dark stuff herself, especially morbid stuff. So you two could literally have a chat about anything dark and not worry that the other person can’t take it. However, Yosano does remind you about the value of human life

-If you’re feeling depressed, Yosano will try her best to help you with it. She has a few ways to help your depression, and they work all the time. However, if you want to be left alone for a while, she understands and won’t push you

-Yosano is pretty strong. So if anybody hurts you, you bet that she’s going to bring her cleaver, beat them up and also teach them a lesson that they’ll never forget. She is pretty intimidating when she wants to be

-Brings you out shopping with her sometimes, but she doesn’t buy too much stuff since she doesn’t want you to carry anything that you can’t handle. She’ll also buy you whatever you want, as long as she approves of it

-If you ever get hurt, Yosano would give you extra special treatment. She reserves the best bed in the infirmary for you, and she’ll make sure that you aren’t in any sort of pain

-Anime nights!!! Basically you two would chill at your dorm or hers while watching any type of anime you liked while eating popcorn. Yosano likes spending time with you and she has pretty similar tastes in anime. I headcanon she likes Tokyo Ghoul and Assassination Classroom

-Also tries to be a good mother figure to you. If you engage in activities that are harmful to you, Yosano would be quite strict and bans them from you. But please understand that she wants the best for you

-Overall, a headstrong, cool mother figure that is a girlboss

And last but not least, your mentor is... DAZAI OSAMU!!!

-Dazai doesn’t really mind your knowledge and interest in dark stuff. Afterall, he was the demonic prodigy of the Mafia, and people all around him were accustomed with death and blood and whatnot. Doesn’t mean that he won’t be a drama queen when you do say something quite dark

-He does hate how you get taken advantage of though. Dazai knows how easily people could get manipulated and used, and he himself is familiar with the act. But the thought of somebody taking advantage of his student? Definitely gives you tips and hints on how to recognise signs of manipulation, and it actually helps

-Dazai has quite an interesting way of teaching you. He’ll probably suddenly show up at a random time to talk with you, then he’ll disappear afterwards leaving you having no idea what was going on. But slowly, the pieces fall into place and at the end of it, you’d have learned something new as well

-He’d still be his usual self around you; which means talking about su1c1de, women, and just being chaotic. Many times you have to save him from his su1c1de attempts, but it’s often because it was part of his plan for solving a case

-He is also a kind of chill mentor. Dazai won’t lecture you unless it was absolutely necessary. Even then, you still don’t want him to lecture you because he can be scary if he wants to

-Dazai uses any opportunity to turn stuff into a lesson. He’ll do it discreetly though, and it’s so discreet you wouldn’t even notice that it was by his intentions

-He is a bit concerned for your health. Afterall, he knows that having a fragile body could hinder many plans and jeopardize your safety even more. But he asks Kunikida to train you in some basic self-defence that your body could handle

-So Dazai teaches you how to be cunning. More specifically, he teaches you how to outwit the enemy, and how to gather more information than your opponent. His lessons are quite interesting, and more than once his tactics had proven quite helpful to you

-He would give you hard cases that he knows you could handle. Dazai is one to push you past your limits, but he will make backup plans if you somehow couldn’t handle it

-Dazai cares for you in his own Dazai way. Which means that you’ll always have his support; even if you couldn’t notice it, but it’s definitely there. He knows that you can handle yourself, but Dazai will still help you if he thinks you need it

-He would also teach you the tricks to winning an argument. Dazai himself is quite witty and quick-thinking, and he would love to see you be able to win an argument. But please don’t go around starting arguments because you can win them now, even if Dazai finds it amusing

-Dazai would probably open up to you slightly, but his mask is still there. Please tell him that you appreciate him for teaching you and how much you care for him. He isn’t used to any sort of affection and I guarantee you it’ll be a sight to see

-Overall, Dazai is a strange and interesting mentor who actually wants to see you succeed

@sariel626

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd platonic #kenji x reader #yosano x reader #dazai x reader #silverbladexyz's 100 follower event

[friesian]

1, 13, 30 (https://kralkatorrik.tumblr.com/post/691801307850440704/soft-asks-to-get-to-know-people cos it was a while ago)

HI HELLO!!! i hope u don't mind since i answered 1 and 30 a lil bit ago, i give some more options for those!! plus for 1 i just love talking about my music tastes hee hee. 1. what song makes you feel better?

MORE SONGS THAT MAKE ME FEEL GOOD!! WOO HOO!! i'll give down 3 more! if you notice repeating artists.... i sorry... but a lot of them are just very much some of my faves and i like A LOT of their tracks. fish whisperer -- vylet pony (i will always feel so artistically motivated after this one.) goblins -- nekrogoblikon (named my new kitten after this one. his name is nekrogoblikon. idk. something about this song is just GREAT.) euthanasia rollercoaster -- foreign gnomes + KM_EXP (THIS ONE IS BECAUSE i associate it with the big soo-won fight and marwyd with aurenes hammer and im just like. YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!!!) 13. what’s your comfort food? OHHHHH so. i have a REALLY bad stomach. celiac, intolerances, and just a sensitive bitch of a muscle. so my comfort food is very limited. but my go to is honestly french fries. ESPECIALLY fresh. i really like getting them from sheetz. i get 2 cups of fries and hard boiled eggs and it is GREAT. it's very simple and filling believe it or not. 30. what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

so. i suppose to get sappy again, maybe a little sad. so sorry for how long winded this one is. i never knew any of my grandparents except for my grandmother on my dad's side. i loved her very much. she had a bad marriage. my dad only talked to her through arguments honestly. but she never ever took it out on me. when i was in middle school, she got REALLY sick. there was malpractice and she had to move near my parents, and essentially ended up moving right next to the school. i used to walk over after school and care for her since she had breathing problems, stomach problems, you name it. however, she made sure i still felt at home and wouldn't go hungry. she'd still spoil her grandkid despite being on disability and not really ever having a job. so, before i was sick as i am now, she used to buy me those REALLY cheap box pizzas you see in stores for like a dollar. she would get A LOT of them since the school lunches were SO bad i just would not eat, and i was always too tired in the morning to make my own lunch (i lived out in bumfuck nowhere, so i woke up at 5 so i could get to school at 7). she'd have a stack of them in the old fridge from the early 90s, alongside her michelina's alfredo noodles she loved, and the ice packs she had in there for her back pain. i'd slap one of those bad boys in the microwave for a few minutes, turn on courage the cowardly dog on that small sad excuse for a flatscreen tv, check in on her, sit and eat my pizza. just me with this little tv table, her in bed, me watching tv. it felt great. she'd still ask me "those pizzas okay?" in that thick jersey accent she had. like somehow i'd change my mind half way through devouring one of those things, covered in sauce and cheese lol. i can't have those pizzas now. but sometimes my wife buys and makes them. it makes me think of her small apartment. a place i'd happily call a second home. makes me tear up a bit writing it since my grandmother passed about nine years ago now. i think around the start of next year will be ten years without her. but those damn pizzas still make me think of her, and that cozy feeling of her watching cartoons with me.

#more sap from elf? at this hour? its more likely than you think #i don't often talk about my childhood so thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk about someone who meant a lot to me #my grandma deserves to be remembered.

[emerald-chaos]

Khonshu’s picks you up your favourite cauliflower crust Alfredo sauce pizza with vegan sausage crumbled on top with broccoli from Pizza Hut and drops it off to you to say sorry after your fight about something stupid earlier and you just smile and say “babe I can never stay mad at you” and you fuck on the couch but try to be quiet because your roommate is sleeping because you can’t afford a place on your own because the economy sucks right now and you were a small town girl trying to make it big in Hollywood and khonshu offered you that deal where you could be his avatar by night and a popular Hannah Montana type singer during the day and make it big but you were like no I want to do this on my own like the strong independent woman you are so khonshu admires that and you fall in love

What a beautiful tale….

#asks

[hollytanaka]

🎵🍅🌝🌺 for the get to know me ask list! :0

Thank you, buddy!! Sorry for getting to this late!!

🎵 favorite artists One of my all-time favorites is Gojira! But I've currently been listening to a lot of Imminence.

🍅 least favorite food Even though I like cheese pizza, I'm not a fan of cheese. Or much milky stuff, like alfredo sauce. Ever since I was a kid.

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone Oh this is hard. Probably Star Wars' The Bad Batch lol :))

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important Probably not technically a "gift" but my dad (against my mother's wishes lol) got me and my brother a puppy after begging him a lot for one when I was a little kid. The dog absolutely changed my life (and of course, my mom eventually fell in love with her). Our dog passed away about 3 years ago. But she was the best dog ever. I miss her a ton still.

get to know me!

#messages #shaxxuality

[the44magnumisamonster]

My favourite vegetables: cucumber, iceberg lettuce, peas, corn, carrots and potatoes.

My favourite fruits: olives, grapes, watermelon, kiwifruit, apples, rock melon, pineapple, strawberries and avocados.

My favourite cheeses: dodoni feta, parmesan and mozzarella.

My favourite breads: sourdough, Turkish bread, olive bread and focaccia.

My favourite sauces: bolognese, alfredo, passata (it's really good on pizza) or literally just any tomato sauce.

My favourite pastas: fettuccine, spaghetti, linguine, lasagne and rigatoni.

My favourite foods: ricotta cannolis, arancini filled with bolognese sauce, lasagna, spaghetti bolognese, nachos, fried chicken, honey chicken, chicken katsu curry, fettuccine alfredo, tacos, Sicilian pizza with vegetables and salami, inari, katsu prawn sushi, plain white rice, or a plate of vegetables.

Now you'd think with taste like this I'd be a skinny legend, but I'm a fatty because I eat it all too much.

Sorry for this, I just love listing my favourite things.

For my favourite olives I'd say kalamatas, black olives, and green olives stuffed with feta. I love olive mixes that have both kalamatas and green olives, sun-dried tomatoes and some capsicum, I fuck that shit up.

[chelleztjs18]

Hello you mrs. honey nut cheerio lefty eyebag 😌

Oh yeah, stuff crust is amazing, if they sold that by itself, I think I would go back to eating pizza hut. But just for the stuffed crust.

You were part right hahaha it is pasta, but there's a specific one 😅 but any dessert will win me over right away. I'm a sucker for anything sweet. Maybe that's why I enjoy talking to you since you are a nice sweet person. Okay, yeah I am getting sleepy 😴

I am trying to be mysterious. I don't know, I feel like once you find me and my blog, it'll be over 😔

That's interesting. I don't like anything sour either. Funny fact, I once got lemon merengue pie and I only ate the merengue part. I took one bite of the lemon and didn't like how tart it was. But I like lemonade.

So you don't eat beans at all?

I don't have cravings much. But I notice that when I am hungry, I always want breakfast food. No matter what time of the day, I think about breakfast.

So I saw you reblog about neck kisses and how it turns you into a different person 🤣 I just gotta ask, do you like it when they leave hickies? Or neck bite? Well neck nibbling? Neck bite sounds vampiric.. I'm sorry I'm rambling now.

‐CuriousGeorge

Hi corn-punn righty eyebag!

Sorry i fell asleep last night. how r u today? n how's ur day so far? I hope ur headache is better now?

yessss, if i can buy only the stuff crust, i would! lol.

hmm okay. let me guess, is it spaghetti meatballs? or fettucini alfredo?

aaww! thank you! u r sweet too. also i was right! u were getting sleepy last night. lol

aw darling! that's sad. it wont end n we'll still talk even after u come off anon! dont worry. but i understand what u meant.. if thats how u feel, u dont have to come off anon. we can keep the mystery around. hahaha. either way, i still like talking with u.

I actually think the same once. not because after I know who u r but i thought u wont feel mysterious anymore n u wont find it fun talking with me after that. :D but once again, let's keep the mysterious around until u r comfortable to change ur mind.

i never try lemon meringue pie, actually. ugh i dont like lemonade either the natural one or fake one.

i like black beans. n beans from certain mexican restaurant. sometimes i eat chilli beans with bacon.

oh yeah breakfast food always good at anytime. sometimes they even taste better for dinner. lol

haha oh boy.. i shouldnt repost that post i guess. but i like that post, because it's soooo true.

my answer is yes on the hickeys, yes on neck bite and yes on neck nibling. lol. what about u?

my neck is a very sensitive part. for just non intimate time, it will be ticklish for me. but for intimate time, i love whatever happen to my neck. lol.

i remember one time my ex-gf left me 3 hickeys around my neck n she has to put on some foundation from her make up stuff the next day because i think we have a family gathering to attend (i forgot if it was mine or hers) n we were secretly dating. I secretly loved those mark on my neck actually. lol.

dont be sorry with ur rambling.there's a reason i call u curious george anon. hahaha.

Cheerio! (not the cereal one)

#chellez answers #ask answered #anon answered #curious george anon

[undiscovered-horizon]

Mafia!Billy Russo Headcanon Part 2

Author's note: There are still some more things I want to say. Mafia!Billy is my fictional husband bye

[Part 1]

Your friends are jealous and it's quite obvious

To them, you live some rom-com dream

Especially when Billy picks you up with a bouquet and some cheesy line like "they're nearly as pretty as you"

You take your friends to a spa and a restaurant and all of the staff addresses you as Mrs.Russo and asks how things have been.

Would you like your usual order, ma'am? Should we put it on the tab? Today the chef recommends Wagyu beef salad with raspberry vinaigrette and lobster linguini with white truffle alfredo sauce. The chef will be glad to make a special dish just for you. We have also received a delivery of rare wines for sampling, should I bring a wine flight?

One of the many upsides of having the name "Russo" is that there is always a table for you. You didn't book one?

We're sorry, we can't sit you...Oh, Russo you say? If you would just follow me, we might have a spare table.

You're one of the very few people who can actually pull off the "Do you even know who I am?" move

The weirdest moments, for your friends, are when some rich officials stop by your table to say their greetings and ask about some upcoming gala. Then they ask to pass their greetings to your husband

But this lavish lifestyle has brought negative reactions too

Some are calling you a "gold digger"

But make sure Billy doesn't know about that or those people might just disappear or show up missing a vital part of their body

You used to know a girl whose boyfriend called you a gold digger and because it was the first time somebody called you that, you told the story to Billy, absolutely upset and confused that someone would see you that way

I'm saying "used to" because the next day that guy lost both of his hands and the girl refused to talk to you again

Although those comments sometimes do get to you and you ask him whether you actually are a gold digger and Billy is beyond confused

Because you refuse so many of his gifts??? And you accept maybe a third of what he wants to give you??? And you're genuinely upset when he showers you with expensive gifts???

If you're not bathing in hundred-dollar bills, it's not enough for him. As I have mentioned, he doesn't know how to express his love towards you, so he settles for buying you gifts.

All this money! All this money and resources and he wants to give it to you! Because he doesn't think he has anything else of significant worth

It's a hard concept for Billy to grasp that he could buy you frozen pizza and you would love him just as much

Because he has lived in a world in which money and power are the only useful resources. Those are the only things people wanted from him so when you tell him that it doesn't change anything about your feelings, he's not sure what to do or think

At first, he doesn't believe it and thinks you're just trying to be polite and that he can buy your love like he's done with a few women before, but then he learns that you actually mean it and Billy ends up in an uncharted territory of genuine intimacy.

Be understanding, he needs some time to open up and speak in a tone different than cynical

I wrote before that he tends to keep you safe through inconspicuous means

But there are moments when things get a bit more complicated and dangerous and those are the moments when your bravery is less than welcome

He knows you're strong but he also knows that his rivals are ruthless and shameless. So when he shows up sweaty and bloody, telling you in an imperious tone to pack your things, you don't argue. He literally does know better how to act in such a situation.

Billy is willing to get shot and stabbed multiple times to make sure you're okay. Not that you want him to.

"I brought you into this life, it's my responsibility to keep you safe."

Only once did he get in the way of a bullet meant for you and you still feel guilty about it, while he wears that joking smugness saying that he loves you so much he got shot for you

Sometimes he says that you owe him for that bullet but he doesn't mean it. He only cares about the fact that you were alright although seeing you cry over him was a good ego boost

You kiss that scar any time you have the chance and although Billy knows it's a way of you expressing your gratitude and guilt, he never stops you. I mean, he would have to lose his mind to ever stop you from kissing him, no matter the reason

Talking about touch, I like to think about mafia!Billy as a man who sleeps on top of you. Just in case someone barges in and tries to hurt you, they have to go through him first. Literally.

He always waits for you to fall asleep first, no matter how tired he is

Billy lives for both the deep and dumb questions you ask him while you lay in bed

"Do you think it would be fun to be a llama? I mean, you live in Peru or Nepal, or somewhere like that, spit on people and have the softest fur."

Do you have any idea how close he was to buy a llama back then?

Mainly because it feels like you're opening your vulnerable heart to him and saying "this is what I'm thinking of and I want you to be part of it, even if it's weird or cringy". There is a heart-warming element of trust in sharing silliness with someone.

That's the moment Billy realized what people mean when they say that your spouse should be your best friend.

You have made the mistake of mentioning one or two painters you absolutely love and now you own quite a few original paintings.

"So your husband bought you an original Roerich because he thought you might like it? Mine doesn't buy radish when I ask him for it."

Quite obviously, your friends' husbands don't like Billy and you can't help but feel kind of sorry for them. I mean, who wants to listen to their spouse marvel at somebody's husband?

He's the boss so his hands are, technically, clean. All the dirty work is done by his people

That doesn't mean he's a saint. He has done unspeakable things, even if through somebody else's hands and it's a bit of an open secret in your relationship.

You know but don't say anything and it's not like he starts the conversation by listing off all the human rights he has broken

But, as I have said, you know. And that means you realize he is capable of destroying lives without batting an eyelash.

You've never admitted that but he had realized it with time - there are moments when a seed of terrifying doubt appears inside you. I mean, what makes you so sure he won't do something awful to you?

You've seen him angry and you know that whatever happens to him when his patience is running thin, it makes irredeemable atheists pray to every deity they have ever heard of.

When he comes home angry, he can see the spark of fear in your eyes only when it's too late, when you minimally move away from him or remain silent

That's when he leaves your shared house for a few hours, doing God knows what, God knows where. But when he does come back, his anger is gone and Billy seems a little more round-shouldered, a little smaller than when he left.

But your hidden fear has sparked a barely-tamed standup quite a few times. He tries to, angrily, reassure you that you shouldn't be scared of him.

"You know damn well I wouldn't hurt you."

"You knew what you were signing up for when we got married."

I think what angers him the most during those exchanges is that he knows your fear is, to some degree, reasonable. It's common sense to be afraid of a man who drilled through someone's knees just for a name

And that realization makes him question himself whether he really doesn't have it in him to hurt you.

So although he appears angry, he is actually afraid, a lot more than you. Because what if your fear is not baseless? What if his moral spine is flaccid beyond recovery?

He knows what he's personally done to people threatening your well-being. And he shudders at the thought of being in their shoes.

You jokingly call him "tiger" and that's the excuse he uses when he gently bites your shoulder, your ear or your neck (when he bites your thigh you're a little too busy to call him that)

Speaking of the more explicit side of your relationship, you have definitely done it in his office, to the horror and mortifying awkwardness of the employees.

But he's the boss! So no one dares say a word or look when you're leaving

There have been employees who made a comment between themselves regarding your "promiscuity". When somebody told them they should pray no one else had heard that, they just laughed

Good thing (or bad, depending on the point of view) that Anvil's employees generally like you, mainly because you take your time to engage in conversation and ask how they're doing. And that you never act like you're better than them in any way, shape or form.

The only question they don't want to ask is how they like working at Anvil. That's the one inquiry that sets off primal fear in them and so everyone just nods along and says how great things are.

So someone snitched and those company "gossip girls" showed up to work heavily mutilated and no one questioned that

Let's just say that an example has been made and the employees tell new hires that story like some old folk legend

You are, partially, Billy's partner in crime.

All those fancy galas and egotistic people you meet, sometimes Billy wants a second opinion and asks or tricks you into helping him

Mostly he just inconspicuously asks you what you think about someone or the suggestions they have made

But other times he makes you (one way or another) talk to the said person alone and turns out you're the perfect bait: beautiful, young, unavailable and on top of that, unavailable because you're married to the man they envy or see as their rival

Everything that makes proud, egotistical businessmen going.

Most of the time it's enough to pretend to be impressed and quote Plato

And that's the story of why Billy sometimes makes humorous allusions to you being an undercover agent

"It's 3am, Billy, where are you going?"

"Is this an interrogation, agent Russo? Would you like me handcuffed?"

Billy always chooses his tie according to what you're wearing.

Most of the time when you're going somewhere alone, Billy sends one of his most trusted men with you. It's a compromise you have settled for.

And they're the only ones allowed (literally) to address you by your name

Once it has nearly ended in a disaster when someone informed Billy that the man, you were currently with while running some errands, was a rat

After that, it was difficult to convince him to let you out of his eyesight for a few weeks

When it comes to having lunch with your family and friends, you had to slowly explain to Billy how weird and suspicious it would be if you showed up with some random man and claimed it was your bodyguard or a butler or anything.

Because, honestly, what goody-two-shoes businessman sends his wife off with a bodyguard? Everyone would just think you're cheating on your hard-working, veteran husband while spending his money.

(Which did become a rumor at some point among people you used to know)

The compromise was that the said man just sits a few tables away and the waiter regularly updates him on what's going on

Speaking of restaurants: you can't just eat in any restaurant. Many people intertwined with shady businesses have died during meals of very natural causes like arsenic poisoning.

So the only places you eat at are within Billy's part of the city

Which, in turn, sometimes requires you to make up lies on the spot, like when random people on the street tell you good morning or bow their heads slightly

"Oh, they're just Billy's work friends."

If "work friends" could mean "criminals and thugs employed as his workforce"

As family and friends are, sometimes they want to come over and that's when Billy and you have to play Easter egg haunt except it's not Easter and the eggs are guns.

It's one of Billy's habits that he has quite a few hidden around the house so you have to either find them and hide them somewhere else or "babyproof" them, so your guests can't find them, like jamming the drawers

"Okay, that should be all of them."

"I think I might have one in my pants. You sure you don't wanna check, sweetheart?"

Speaking of guns, he definitely made you carry one but something really small like for 2-3 rounds. He'd rather you stay away from all things sharp and explosive but he also knows that the world he sucked you into is grim and ruthless

Truthfully, both of you didn't want that but both of you knew that it was a necessary prevention

And it sometimes requires a really inventive thought and good acting to not make it known to your blissfully unaware friends and family

You have definitely made Billy watch The Godfather and ask him for a "professional" opinion. His side-eye was quite telling.

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@restingbitchsblog @intothesoul

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[marie-hoe]

Evanstan, HC. It’s your birthday, and both boys are out in LA filming, and since you have a job, you can't be in LA. They send you flowers (roses and then your favorite flowers), and both their moms come over and drop off the presents the boys gave you and cook you dinner. If you couldn't have your boys with you, at least, you had their mons.

Sons did Good

Poly!Evanstan x Reader; Chris Evans x Reader x Sebastian Stan 

Words: 534

Requested: yuh

Warnings: Mothers(?)

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"Love you, love bug, I'm sorry that we're working on your birthday," you give them a soft smile, understanding it wasn't their choice to be away from you on your day. "We love you, doll, we gotta go," Sebastian added before they both murmured, "happy birthday," with big smiles on their faces. 

You sighed. It wasn't often that you were ever truly alone since you and your boys started dating. Typically, if Sebastian was filming, Chris was at home or if Chris was filming, Sebastian would be home; however, here you sat, totally alone with Dodger for your birthday. 

"Well, buddy. Should we order Pizza or Pasta?" You asked the pup as you rubbed his ears, his head laying in your lap. He was looking up at you, listening to every word before the doorbell rang, causing him to jump up in confusion. 

You walked to the door, looking through the peephole to see who it could be, knowing if it had been your loves surprising you, they would have just come in. Upon looking you saw two shorter women, hands waving widely at you through the hole, arms full of groceries. 

You opened the door, "Lisa? Georgeta? What are you guys doing here?"

They beamed brightly at you as they walked right in, making their way into the kitchen like it was their own. "Honey, Chris said it was your birthday," Lisa said as if it were obvious. 

You raised your eyebrows at her, giggling at them. You walked behind them, hugging each of them from behind before perching on a stool before them. 

"We're cooking tonight, oh, honey, here. They sent me these to have you open," Lisa said as she handed you a small box and a gift bag from her reusable bag filled with ingredients. 

You thanked her, looking over the counter into hers and Geogeta's bags at the ingredients, "What are we having, moms?"

"I was told to make Shrimp Alfredo," Lisa said holding her hands up in surrender as Georgeta laughed and adding, "I was instructed Cozonac."

"Oh, hell yeah. They know me so well," you giggled as you sat back in your chair, focusing your attention to your small gifts. 

You began to open them, the small rectangular one was a necklace. It was diamond studded with a small 'C' and 'S' charm in the middle. Inside the bag, a few bags of your favorite candy. 

The moms, 'ooh'ed and 'aw'ed as they saw your gifts, dinner was almost finished. You set the table for the three of you, grabbing a bottle of wine as the doorbell rang once more. 

"Who else would that be?" You whispered as you opened the door. 

"Delivery for (y/f/n) (y/l/n)."

Your jaw dropped. The delivery man had a cart full of boxes of rozes. There had to have been at least 24 boxes-- which could or couldn't have been how old you were turning. 

You moved to the side, telling him to sit them on the ground to which he did. 

You looked over at the women at the table, both sipping their wine as they high-fived one another. 

"Your son did good."

"No, your son did good."

#chris evans #chris evans headcanon #chris evans headcanons #sebastian stan #sebastian stan headcanon #sebastian stan headcanons #evanstan #evanstan headcanon #poly!evanstan #poly!chris #poly!sebastian #poly!sebastian stan #written by marie

[zazora]

I drank dumb bitch juice this morning, be warned this is stupid. As someone who works at a pizza place here are my headcanons of what the chain would order.

Time - BBQ Chicken, the man has good taste.

Twilight - Meat lovers or supreme, no question about it. Kinda basic, but is he wrong? No.

Warriors - I know he seems extra but I feel like he’d be the most basic and get cheese pizza.

Wind - Anything with pineapple on it, he doesn’t judge. Love him.

Legend - Now HE would get something complicated, like a slam (basically a calzone with sandwich toppings).

Hyrule - I feel like he would get a pizza that’s either sauceless, cheeseless, or both. I’m judging him.

Sky - He’s the type to order a salad at a pizza place. I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules.

Wild - He would absolutely get the worst possible toppings just for the hell of it, no reason at all and I hate him for it (Broccoli, anchovies, tuna, olives, watermelon, etc).

Four - Buffalo chicken or spinach alfredo, also has good taste.

#linked universe #lu headcanon #lu time #lu hyrule #lu wild #lu warriors #lu wind #lu sky #lu legend #lu twilight #lu four #tldr legend Hyrule and Wild are a menace to society

[clouditae]

First Love | Prologue

Yoongi x reader | 18+ | college au | tattoo artist au | angst | fluff | swearing

Word: 2.4k

You first saw him in the multi-purpose room. Later learn his name, and on your third year, as he becomes your neighbor, you discover his lifestyle. Knowing your crush on him was nothing but that, you wanted to find the courage to look for love. Asking your friend for help, you’re pointed in the direction of the expert. Your neighbor, Min Yoongi

Chapter Index

You drag your suitcase up the first flight of stairs, always hating the fact that you're not first to pick rooms when it comes to the date. Your roommate has an earlier time when it comes to picking a room, and she never picks the first floor. You only have one more flight until you reach the second floor, but you are tired from having to carry all your luggage up the stairs from the rental car you are going to have to return tomorrow. If only your parents weren’t so far away. 

“Do you need some help?” a voice asks from behind you, startling you. 

You almost drop your suitcase if it weren’t for the figure behind you stopping it from falling back down the stairs. “I’m so sorry,” you say, taking the suitcase back from the stranger. 

He laughs. “I’m sorry I scared you. I didn’t know you had not heard me walk up the steps. I should be louder.” 

“No, it’s okay,” you begin, finally looking at him and all words are forgotten, “I’m…” He has an oval shape like head, his red beanie, that hid his dark blond hair, stood out compared to his sun kissed skin. When he smiles at you, his chestnut colored eyes almost disappear. He’s wearing a gray sweatshirt and dark gray sweats that are cut to his knees. “I’m the one who is walking slow,” you finally manage, forcing yourself to stop staring. 

“It’s move in day. Everyone is slow when it comes to moving. No one wants to unpack,” he answers, following you up the rest of the stairs until the two of you reach the second floor. You turn to face him, unsure of what else to say. You aren’t a very social person. “What floor do you live on?” he suddenly asks. 

“This one.” 

He smiles again, this one bigger than the last. “I do, too. Maybe we’ll see each other around,” he tells you, sounding so friendly it makes you question if he is being honest or humoring you. You nod, not sure as to what the best reply is. “Well, it was nice meeting you…”

Understanding the way he trailed off, you answer, “Y/N.” 

“Ah. Y/N. Nice to meet you, I’m Hoseok.” He extends his hand out towards you. 

You slowly took his hand sputtering, “Nice to meet you as well.” 

He points at the door next to the other flight of stairs that led to the third floor. The direction you’re going. “I’m headed that way.”

You honestly don’t want to say it, but you reply, “Me too.” 

“Really? Are we hallmates?” he questions, his voice showing signs of excitement. 

“I suppose we are,” you acknowledge. 

“That’s exciting.” You watch as Hoseok opens the door that leads you to the center hall, gesturing for you to enter first. You thank him and enter the hallway. He walks alongside you as the two of you walk a short distance until he stops at the first set of doors. He points to the second door closest to the exit towards the stairs. “This is me,” he begins, patting his pockets, “I hope to see you around, Y/N.” He frowns as he shoves his hands in his pockets.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I just realized I never grabbed my key off my desk when I left earlier,” he chuckles, knocking on his door. Immediately the door swings open, and you thought you felt your heart stop. He looks as if he had just woken up. His jet black hair disheveled, eyes barely open, and his lips in a little pout. The corner of his black, short sleeved shirt lifted as he rubbed his eye. “You’re awake,” Hoseok says in delight. 

“Well you were knocking so damn loud,” he grumbles in a gravelly voice. 

“It wasn’t that loud,” Hoseok protests.

Before Yoongi can argue, a familiar voice calls out, “There you are, Y/N. I thought you died or something.” Coming out of your own little world, your attention is now on your best friend, and roommate, Ari. “I finished unpacking a while ago, so I made your bed for you.” 

You open your mouth to reply, but Hoseok interrupts, “You’re our neighbor?” You can only nod, eyes meeting Yoongi briefly before looking at Hoseok. “That’s even better! Our chances of seeing each other are a lot higher.” 

“I should go,” you mumble, heading down as you quickly walk towards Ari. 

“Bye, Y/N,” Hoseok calls. 

You wave and enter your dorm, the door closing behind Ari as you set your luggage on your bed. Your heart is racing, cheeks most likely a blush color. “What’s up with you?” Ari asks, climbing into her bed as she watches you place a hand over your heart. 

“It’s him,” you reply in a whisper. 

“Who?”

You look at her, her strawberry blond hair coming loose from her bun. “Him.” 

You can see the cranks working in her eyes before they light up in realization. “Oh, you mean your crush for two years?”

“He has a name you know,” you remind her. 

Watching her as she places her finger to her rosy cheek. “Ah, yes. Fuckboy Yoongi,” she avows. 

“He is not a fuckboy,” you object.

“Have you heard the rumors about him? If he’s our neighbor, then those rumors are about to be confirmed soon enough,” Ari implies. 

“They’re just rumors.”

Ari sighs, “I just don’t want your feelings to get hurt if they are true.” 

“They won’t,” you promise her. 

With that, you continue to unpack, listening to your roommate complain about a professor she hasn’t met yet. She rants long after you have finished packing and the two of you are making your way downstairs to the dining hall to grab dinner. When the two of you enter the dining hall, you wait in line as the woman behind the counter takes the student’s ID and swipe it along the card reader. The line goes from four, and four goes to one. When the woman gives the card back to the person in front of you, you hand her your ID. 

“He is making us write three essays, and they’re only worth 13% of our grade,” Ari whines, handing her ID after you received yours back. “Our midterm and final are worth more, and you know I suck at taking tests. I’m not going to pass this class. I can already feel it.” 

The two of you enter the separate room where the food is displayed. A salad bar in the center, drinks to the right, and sweets to the left. Different types of foods are shown everywhere else. 

“What class is this?” you ask her, grabbing a plate from the stack by the salad bar. 

“Psycho,” she cries, taking a plate you hand her. “I actually have to show up to every class, participate, and probably kiss his ass a little so he knows I’m desperate.” 

You giggle. “I’m sure you’ll be fine, Ari. You passed syntax last semester.” 

“And I did everything I had just told you. Maybe a little more. Hell, I even laughed at his jokes I didn’t understand,” Ari tells you before she wanders off to the direction where the pasta is. You follow in suit, eyes on the fettuccine alfredo. “Guess I’ll just have to read the textbook more than once.” 

“Have faith in yourself,” you tell her, handing your plate to the server who places a spoonful of pasta on it before giving it back. 

“I guess,” she sighs, taking her plate and drags her feet towards the salad bar, clearly disappointed with her decision to take the class. 

You don’t bother comforting her and instead you grab a bottle of water. Entering the dining room once again, you scan the area for an empty table. In the back of the room, you can see an empty table in the corner. Ari walks up next to you, letting out a sigh. “School sucks.”

You laugh, gesturing towards the table you found. “Let’s eat.” Leading her past the occupied tables, you set your food down, taking a seat. “You’ve passed all your classes before. You can pass this class, too. Have more faith in yourself, Ari,” you point out. 

Ari hums in response as the two of you eat in a comfortable silence. Your eyes wander around the room, watching as everyone sits at their tables and happily chats with one another. You’ve been living in the dorms for three years and you aren’t all that social like everyone else was. You watch as they greet one another as they pass by. It’s like they all know each other, and all you know is Ari. She’s been your friend and roommate for three years, and you wouldn’t trade her for the world. 

“If it isn’t my favorite neighbor,” a voice calls. You look up to see Hoseok smiling down at you as he holds a plate of food in his hand. “Mind if I join you guys?”

You glance at Ari who only shrugs. “Sure,” you say. 

He smiles, taking a seat next to you. “My roommate wouldn’t come eat with me, and I didn’t want to be by myself. I’m lucky I saw you guys,” he says, taking a bite of his pizza. He looks at Ari. “Ah. Right.” He sticks his hand out towards her. “I’m Hoseok.” 

Ari smiles, shaking his hand. “Ari.” 

“Well, Ari. Y/N. There’s a party happening on the third floor if you guys want to come. It’s several rooms that are having it, but it’s one big one,” he says, taking a bigger bite of his pizza. “Plus it’ll be nice to have someone I know there. Even if I only met you two today.”

“A party? I am so in,” Ari says, an excited smile on her face. “You going, Y/N?”

You shake your head. “I need to fix my camera,” you tell her, giving her a small, apologetic smile. 

“Camera? Is that a hobby?” Hoseok asks, finishing his first pizza. 

You shake your head again. “Major.” 

“Oh, really? You must be a pro at it.” 

“I’m really not,” you reply sheepishly, your face flushing. 

“She’s lying. She’s really good at it,” Ari tells Hoseok, dismissing your comment. You kick her under the table, but she ignores you completely. “I’ll show you some time.”

 “No one will be showing anything,” you state in a threatening tone but it doesn’t come out all that threatening. They clearly don’t take you seriously, but say nothing more about it. 

By the time you’re done eating, you and Ari are in your room, Ari is currently deciding which dress she likes more. You watch her as she switches between dresses, each hovering over her body as she tilts her head to the side in question. “Which looks better on me?” she asks you, her eyes meeting yours through the closet mirror. 

“Why are you dressing up? Isn’t it just a party upstairs?” you question. 

“It is just a party upstairs, but it’s a party where I plan to find a boyfriend. A better one than my ex,” she says. “Now which one do you think looks better?”

You let out a sigh, shaking your head. “The black one. It makes your hair stand out compared to the red one.”  

She smiles at you. “I knew I could trust your opinion.”

You rolled your eyes. “I’m not a fashion designer, and it’s common sense.” 

“Either way, you’re the expert.” Ari walks to the bathroom door in the corner of the room next to the sink. She gives a quick knock before entering the bathroom. You’ve known her for three years now, and you still find it funny how the two of you change in the shared bathroom rather than in front of each other. You guess it was a habit by now. 

A minute or so later, Ari comes out of the bathroom wearing the black dress you picked out. It’s a form-fitting dress, the straps as big as your index finger. The dress fits her curves perfectly, showing all that she has to give. Sometimes you wish you had her confidence in wearing such a dress, but then again you’re perfectly fine in your seaweed green sweats and big, black shirt that can pass as a dress. 

“And you’re sure that if you bend over, nothing will show?” you ask in concern, staring down at how short the dress was. 

“I’ve bent over quite a few times, so no, nothing will be revealed.” She glances at you as she slips on her heels. “Would you like to confirm?”

You shake your head. “I trust you.” Ari does a quick lookover in the mirror before grabbing her room key and phone. “Have fun, and be safe,” you tell her as she opens the door. 

“Don’t work too hard on your camera,” she says before leaving you alone in the room. 

You can hear the clicks of her heels against the floor until you can no longer hear her. Stretching your arms out, you stare at the camera that lies on your desk. You honestly don’t want to work on it. At least, not tonight when you’re already in bed and all you have to do is switch off the light and close your eyes. You think for a second or two before finally deciding to just go to sleep. Today has been a long day of unpacking, and going to sleep before having to wake up to go to some mandatory meeting sounds a lot better with each passing second.

Switching the light off next to your bed, you get under your covers and lie there in silence, counting sheep. So much has happened today, and the one that repeats in your head the most is that Yoongi is your neighbor. 

Yoongi. The guy you’ve had a crush on for three years now is your neighbor. That means a possible opportunity to talk to him. Especially now that Hoseok seems to want to be friends, maybe you’ll see Yoongi a lot more now. 

Your thoughts are interrupted by a light tapping sound on the wall next to you. It’s a rhythmic tapping sound. Then slowly, ever so slowly, the light tapping turns louder and harder, and with that loud pounding sound, a girl's voice can be heard. 

You lie in bed frozen. 

“I just don’t want your feelings to get hurt if they are true.”

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