#I miss when I would fall on my skate and it would hurt so bad I’d cry :/ can’t have shit in South Dakota

[southislandwren]

My toxic trait is refusing to be late to things so instead of showing up to class 3 minutes late I am simply skipping class 😌

#you’re telling me I have to walk to my seat and everyone will see me? yeah that’s not fucking happening #the idea of being Perceived is so horrible I’m skipping an attendance-based class. #anyway I am not fucking late to things. I had to stay and help the ice cream room bc shit was wild and I couldn’t leave two people there #I waited until a third person showed up so I could dip but that made me late #diary post #also unrelated but my finger got skated over and it didnt even bruise or hurt but at least where I fell on my skate aches a bit #I miss when I would fall on my skate and it would hurt so bad I’d cry :/ can’t have shit in South Dakota

[harrywavycurly]

Sarah does Eddie come back? I need to know if he comes back for us😭😭

Hiii lovey!! So I’m in a good mood so I’ll give you the answer, it’s yes. Eddie does come back for you and here is the conversation y’all have when he gets there, enjoy!💖

-find all things One Night Stand Eddie here✨

*Eddie has come to tell you the three words you never thought you’d ever hear come out of his mouth*

“Please don’t be asleep already…please don’t be asleep…plea-” “Are you talking to yourself? That’s a new level of weird….” “Jesus! What the fuck are you doing down here?” “Waiting for the elevator.” “You’ve been waiting for the elevator this whole time?” “Well…no…I kinda forgot to uhm push the button when…you left.” “Uh…have you pushed it yet because….the light isn’t on.” “Oh fuck…there yes..I have pushed the button.” “Will you…just let me walk you upstairs…please?” “Eddie it’s almost one in the morning can you just go home and we can finish this whole pointless argument tomorrow?” “I don’t want to argue with you…I know why you were with Steve and I’m sorry I reacted the way that I did..” “Did you know Dustin can skate backwards? It’s pretty impressive.” “Are you ignoring the fact I said I was sorry?” “No…I’m just waiting on you to elaborate on why you’re sorry…you know since there’s so many reasons you could be apologizing to me right now.” “I’m an asshole.” “While I’m so happy you’ve come to terms with that…I thought you were apologizing not just stating facts?” “I’m sorry I was an asshole to you about being with Steve…I just…I feel this…need to know what you’re doing all the time and I’m sorry.” “I get it Eddie…I’m carrying your daughter and you feel protective of her and I understand but you have to realize I’m an adult and there’s going to be times I go do things without telling you because I don’t have to let you know where I’m at and who I’m with all the time.” “It’s not just her I feel…protective over it’s..it’s you too…I know you’re going to do things and hang out with people without me knowing and it’s fine I’m going to try…to be more understanding about it…” “why do you feel you need to protect me?” “Because you’re new in town and…you don’t know a lot of people here and I don’t want you to get hurt.” “You don’t want me to get hurt?” “Yeah by the fucking jackasses in this town…I know you don’t trust easy and clearly you’ve had some…shitty men in your life and I’m just…I’m trying not to be added to that list.” “You’re not doing a very good job…” “I know and I’m sorry…will you please let me walk you to your door?” “I would but…honestly my feet hurt so bad I don’t think I can walk at this moment in time so I’ll just take the elevator.” “What? No just…sit down on the step and uhm…I can…rub them for you? Maybe that’ll help and then we can…take the elevator together just in case you…get sick.” “This is the second time you’ve mentioned rubbing my feet tonight…are you into feet or something?” “No no…I just wanna help you feel better.” “I’m kidding…yeah sure you…can rub my feet..that would be fine.” “Okay here give me your hand…that’s it okay now just sit…down…good job…uhm…so Dustin can really skate backwards?” “Yes it was so cool and Lucas and Will can dance on skates…next time you need to come.” “Yeah sounds like I missed quite the party…how’s that feel?” “Like I could fall asleep right here on these concrete steps….thank you.” “For what?” “Coming back…I’d still probably be standing there having not pushed the damn button for the elevator…” “Next time I won’t leave.” “Promise?” “Yeah….I promise.” “Good because I was ten seconds away from calling Wayne…”

#one night stand convos #eddie munson series #eddie munson enemies to lovers #eddie munson x mom!reader #dad!eddie x mom!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader angst #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x you fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x pregnant!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson social media au #eddie munson au #eddie munson angst #Eddie Munson #my little dungeon master baby

[starrybl1ss]

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❄️:: ITS TIMEEE!!! December is around the corner and also my birthday! Since its winter, (not where i live) i made a little ellie winter edition fluff<3 IM SO PROUD OF THIS BTW!!!

warnings:: prob wrote smthn incorrectly, so sorry english isnt my first language

pairing:: ellie williams x f!reader

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you and ellie went on a snow date at the park and found an ice skating rink and went together.

"somethin' is in your eyes,

heaven in your eyes"

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It was snowy out, you are so excited that today you get to wear your new fluffy snow boots out with ellie.

"done getting ready pretty?" ellie asks you while smiling infront of the door. "Yeah! Let's go!" You we're very enthusiastic. It was because you love winter.

Ellie grabbed your hand and you two went outside. "You look pretty today m'lady" she compliments you. "You look prettier!" You smiled playfully and hold ellie's face cupping them with both your hands. You saw her blush, 'she is so pretty...'

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You and ellie arrived at the park, snow everywhere. So pretty. You looked around when suddenly ellie throws a snowball at you. "Hey!" You yelled. You quickly grabbed some snow and shaped it into a ball--whoosh! You threw it at ellie as she giggles at you missing. "Your bad at throwing" she said in a playful tone.

"Ellie! Look!" You pointed out an ice skating rink with a lot of locals enjoying. "An ice skating rink!" You continued excitingly. "I'm guessing you want to go skating don't you--pretty?" She smirked.

You smiled. Full of joy, ellie almost cried just seeing you happy because it makes her happy too.

You happly ran towards the ice skating rink. "Whoa! Slow down!" Ellie yells trying to keep up with you. "C'mon! Your so slow!" You tease her. You got there before ellie did. "Two skates please" you said to the employee. "Two..?" She asked trying to point out your alone.

You chuckled a bit "she's a little slow" you rolled your eyes and looked behind seeing ellie out of breath chasing you that made you giggle. "Ah alright! Two skates--here you go!" You grabbed the ice skates and sat on the bench about to put them on. "Are you serious?" Ellie asked. "Are you really not gonna ask me to put them on for you princess?"

Ellie grabs your skates and knees down infront of you putting the skates on for you. God shes so sweet. "Thank you" you replied after she puts them on, "your welcome sweetheart" she smiles patting your head and messing up your hair a little.

"Shall we?" Ellie lends you a hand as she got on the skating rink. You took her hand to the ice rink but almost you were wobbling and almost fell. "Easy there" she puts her hands around your waist stopping you from the fall.

"I'm scared..." you told her with your legs shaking. "It's okay my love, i won't let you go. Promise" she insured you. "You skated before els?" You lifted your head facing her since she was a bit taller than you are. "Yeah, a few times before-- here-" she lets go of you but holds one of your hands. "Okay, so- skating is simple. You just need to balance" she instructed you to follow her.

You were really scared of falling but you knew she would not let you go. You glided slowly while holding her hand. "Im getting the hang of this!" You smiled with joy. "Your doing good, just keep your balance okay?"

"Can you let me go els?" You asked. "You sure your good?" She looks down at you. "I'm sure" you insisted. "Are you sure sure?" She asked again. "I'm sure els, don't worry" she lets you go as you glide slowly on the ice with ellie watching your every move.

You suddenly felt it was too slippery and your legs began to shake-- and you fell. Ellie rushed to you and knees down. "Are you okay?" She asks in a shaky voice. "Im fin-" ellie then cuts you off "i'm so sorry, im so so sorry i didn't keep an eye on you, are you hurt? Are you fine? Its my fault i'm sorry love" she looks sad. "Ellie, it's okay. It's not your fault, im okay--see? Now let's get up"

Ellie got up with you "i'm not letting you go this time" she insisted. You chuckled "cmon els, i'm not five" you rolled your eyes. "Still not going to let you go. Ever"

The rest of the day went on beautiful. You had so much fun with ellie today, yet your now all tired cuddling ellie in the living room with the lights off.

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#Spotify #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #lesbian #Ellie williams fluff #Fluff fic

[shujohajohaminnie]

Hiiii I know you said you won't post much but I loveddddd your post of Hyunjin and was wondering if you could do something of the ot8 members reaction to you getting hurt

Hiiii I’m so glad you liked my post, I hope I don’t disappoint you with this one. 

Pairing: ot8 x fem!reader 

Genre: Fluff, established relationship 

Content: SFW

Word Count:Bangchan(585), Minho(368), Changbin(372), Hyunjin(346), Jisung(430), Felix(741), Seungmin (477), Jeongin (458)- Total (3867)

Summary: Just the boy's reaction to you being hurt, whether it was self-inflicted, by them, or by anyone else.  

Afab!reader, Slight profanity, Blood, Injuries, Pet names, Abuse (said as a joke on Changbin's part), A little suggestive on LeeKnow’s part

Chan

You looked at your boyfriend feeling bad for him, he spent his whole day extremely busy, whether it was in the dance room or the studio. Poor thing couldn’t even sleep at night, and here he was incredibly stressed out hunched over looking at his laptop with his headphones on, his leg bouncing, his lip between his teeth, his brows furrowed, his hands running through his hair, sighs escaping his mouth every five minutes. 

“Channie c'mon… you need to get out of here you overworking yourself honey” No answer. “Chan” “...” “CHAN” He jumped at your sudden volume change, taking off his headphones and turning to you. “Did you call me” “Yes… c'mon babe you have to relax… you’re gonna get a hunchback” “I need to work on this” “You need to take a break babe… you can work on it tomorrow” “But-” “Please” you pouted as you walked closer to him getting on your knees in front of him and bringing your hands together begging him. He sighed, closing his laptop making the room turn completely dark. “And do what?” He felt for you in the dark, finally getting a hold of you and pulling you onto his lap. “You skate… teach me” “You… wanna learn how to skate, at night” “Yeah?” “I’m sorry baby but you’re the clumsiest person I know… it’s dark outside you’re not going to be able to see anything” “I’m not that clumsy” “You managed to trip on nothing coming in here” “Okay I told you I thought I saw something on the floor, I was just trying to avoid it” “ Oh of course” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he hugged you waist kissing your cheek softly. “I love you” “If you love me teach me to skate” “Fine” He sighed, getting up his hand still around your waist. “Let me lead you, don’t want you to fall” “Shut up” you groaned playfully smacking his hand. 

It didn’t take long for him to be proven right, you were finally getting it only after an hour and a half of private lessons from the love of your life. You were finally able to stand on your own rolling down the hill when bam, you fell off the skateboard landing on your knees. “Shit” you heard him run towards you. You laughed trying to convince yourself that it didn’t hurt that bad, but oh how it did. “You’re bleeding” He whispered, bending down and looking at your wounds. “It can't be that bad-” You were wrong yet again both of your knees badly scraped blood trickling down your legs. “How do you even fall like that” He laughed, helping you up. “There was a rock” You said quickly, he leaned down getting his board inspecting the ground. “There’s no rock” “Then it was the board!” “Bad board bad!” He laughed at the fact that he was yelling at a piece of wood for your clumsiness. “Don’t laugh at me” “I’m not” he spoke quickly leading you back into the dorms. 

“What happened to you?” Minho laughed at the scene, here you were a grown adult sitting on the bathroom counter as your big man baby cleaned your knees. “I was attacked by a rock” “She fell off my board” “Why would you do that right now it’s dark outside and you're really clumsy” “I’m not clumsy” You said jumping off the counter completely missing your step and falling on your ass. “Oh yeah you’re definitely not clumsy” 

Minho

You adored your boyfriend's cats. You were always so happy when you got to spend any time with them. They seemed to enjoy your company too soonie, and doongie always followed you around enjoying every moment you had with them. Dori loved you too… but not always. She didn’t enjoy the sight of you cuddling up next to LeeKnow during a movie. Jealousy taking over her little body, but she would never hurt you. 

Here you were watching a movie with LeeKnow. Both of you laid down on the couch wrapped around each other watching the movie and occasionally being distracted by the other's touch. What started off as a light touch on your shoulder escalated to the both of you kissing each other hungrily, his hand trailing up your exposed thigh. “Let's go to the room I don’t want the cats to see” You laughed at his cute attempt to keep his cat's innocence intact. 

You got up in an attempt to go to LeeKnow's bedroom, but Dori had different plans. She ran towards you jumping onto your thigh and scratching down your leg drawing blood. “Ow” “Oh my God… Dori why did you do that” Lee Know walked to his cat picking her up and closing her in his bedroom. You sat back down looking at your leg. It was a pretty big scratch and it would most definitely scar. “I’m sorry” he apologized walking over to you with a wet rag and bandaid. “It’s okay…she sees I’m trying to steal you away from her and she got mad. Perfectly normal reaction.” “She’ll get used to it” “One day” You hissed as he cleaned you up careful not to cause you more pain “I’m really sorry” “It’s okay babe… that's how cats are, they scratch, it’s fine, I’ve been scratched before, it's not big deal” “I’m still sorry” “Don't be, you don’t think I thought this would happen when we started dating.. I knew it was, and yet I don’t care about a little scratch cause if it means I get a hot cat dad to clean me up after. Then they can scratch me all they want” “I love you” “I love you too” 

Changbin

Your boyfriend/ gym partner has always told you to be careful not to do too much, but why would you listen. “Binnie spot me” “Y/n I love you, I do… and you know I support you with everything you do, but you won’t be able to lift that” “Pshhh some support” “I’m being honest honey… you can’t lift anything above 120” “So?” “So… you wanna lift 190 all of a sudden” “I want to lift like you do” “I get that I do, but you can’t just do a big jump like that you have to ease into it” “Ease into it my ass just spot me I got this” 

“You’re gonna hurt yourself” he sang standing behind you with his arms out ready to catch the weights. And he was right of course he was because as soon as you’re able to lift it slightly above your head your left shoulder gives in popping out of place. “AHHHHHH” “OH MY GOD” he caught the weight quickly setting it down leading you to sit on the bench, you still screaming in pain. “Ok ok, I have to pop it back in” “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME DON’T FUCKING-” He ignored you grabbing your arm and popping it back into place. 

“FUCK” you screamed at the pain punching his chest with your good one as instinct. He stumbled back holding his chest “I TOLD YOU, YOU WERE GOING TO HURT YOURSELF” He yelled over your screams of pain. “SHUT UP” You cried holding your arm, the pain slowly subsiding but not completely fading. It takes a couple of minutes for you to calm down. It only hurt when you moved your arm.“That was crazy… did you see that… I lifted it over my head” “Yeah not without you breaking your arm and punching me in my chest… Thats abuse” “I lifted it over my head” You ignored him still in shock “I think I can try the 170”  “You literally almost lost an arm, your gonna have to let it heal, then and only then can you try again, with something in your weight limit” “UGHHHHH but thats so boring” “Oh I’m sorry was your arm not dangling off your body” 

Hyunjin

You enjoyed these moments you got with Hyunjin, where it was just the two of you. You loved the boys but you loved spending alone time with your boyfriend even more. Here you two were in the dorm, alone the rest of the group stuck in the studio. “Can I just say I love how you learn dances so easily allowing us moments of silence like this” “What can I say Angel I’m just so amazingly talented” “Shut up” You laughed washing your hands preparing your station for the meal you were about to cook together. “Do you want me to start chopping the potatoes” “Yes… please, you know I’ll cut off my finger” “Alright… then you pick out the movie” “Nothing scary” “Yes scary” “No cause you’re gonna be too scared” “I’m gonna be too scared? You sure we’re not talking about you?” “Pshh I’m not scared” “Then let's watch something scary” “Fine” he sighed going through the horror category. 

You were in the zone, slicing the potatoes and putting them in the bowl in swift moments, you were concentrated, nothing could break your focus. “Angel, do you want to watch this movie” You looked up at the TV seeing that movie you couldn’t shut up about, and just like that. The knife slices the palm of your left hand. “Shit” Hyunjin drops the control rushing to your side and in true Hyunjin fashion he starts to scream, panicking. “OH MY GOD THAT'S A LOT OF BLOOD” (It was in fact not) he quickly grabbed his phone dialing his favorite number.

 “Hyunjin, what are you doing?” “Calling an ambulance, what do you think?” You quickly grab his phone and hang it up. “It’s not even that deep of a cut” You showed him the gash that was bleeding but not as bad as he made it seem. He stumbles back grabbing his chest. “You’re dying” “I’m fine” You laughed rinsing off your hand putting a bandaid on to stop the bleeding. “Are you sure” “Yes honey… I’ll live” “Maybe we should just get pizza” 

Jisung

You adored these moments. You and the guys living in the moment. Currently playing with orbeez-filled guns not caring about the mess you were making. You were put into pairs. The boys paired up with their girlfriends, yet it seemed like every person for themselves when Hyunjin 'accidentally’ shot his girlfriend in the arm disqualifying the pair before the game could even begin. Here you both were hiding in the Hans room behind the door a hands over each other's mouth to stop yourself from laughing and giving up your hiding spot. "HA CHANGBINS OUT…THAT MEANS YOUR OUT TOO" "Bro how" "You come in as pairs you get out as pairs… rules are rules" "BROOOOO" 

"Who's left?" Lee Know asked his girlfriend “Y/n and Han” Fuck, Lee Know was the last one left? He and his girlfriend were the definition of competitive. In Lee Know’s words “We won’t give up until you’re all dead” “Should we give up” Han whispered completely terrified. “Are you kidding me… we didn’t make it this far to give up now”. Technically you didn’t get this far by actually shooting either, being hidden from the get-go. “I don’t think I can” “Come on summon pre-debut Han for a second so we can win this shit… I’m not paying for dinner” “But-” “On three… one… two…” “No wait” “THREE” You yelled opening the room door running into the living room emptying your case on the remaining two. You stopped only when you felt a gel pellet hit you right on the forehead. Who would’ve known those tiny things hurt like hell. You didn’t. “Ahh” You cried out dropping the gun and putting your hand on your face. 

“Y/N SHOT LEEKNOW FIRST, HAN AND Y/N WIN” “WE DID IT… did you get hit” Han laughed moving my hand seeing the small red mark on my forehead. He laughed harder grabbing your shoulders to stop himself from falling on the ground from laughter. You joined into his laughter your legs giving up on the both of you. The both of you feel now laughing even harder at the fact that you both fell. “You got hit” he spoke in between laughs holding his stomach. “We won” You laughed kicking your legs. “Yeah yeah we get it we lost” Lee Know groaned joining the others on the couch. They all looked at the two weirdos laughing their asses off at something so simple as getting hit and falling. “Yeah they’re perfect for each other” Chan laughed at the two, just shaking his head. 

Felix

“Whatcha doing?” You asked sitting on the kitchen counter looking at your boyfriend throwing ingredients into a silver bowl mixing it at an ungodly speed. “Making brownies for everyone” he smiled up at you. Oh my god his smile. He was so precious. You grabbed a spoon getting a little bit of batter and trying it. “Mhmm babe you’re gonna have to give me your recipe” “Do you plan on running away with my super secret recipe” “Nooo” you laughed giving him a peck on the lips. He smiled the kiss was sweet, life was always sweet with you. He thought to himself getting lost in your eyes.

“Ewww can you guys not have sex on the island we cook on that thing” Hyunjin groaned grabbing a water bottle from the fridge taking a seat on the stools on the other side of the counter. “Guys we talked about this” Chan sighed walking into the kitchen ready to scold us. “Wait what!” “We were just kissing” Felix laughed placing the pan in the oven. “Can we circle back to that sex on the counter thing?” Han asked walking into the kitchen Minho trailing behind him. “You guys had sex on my kitchen counter?!” LeeKnow yelled looking at us in disgust.  “No” “Yes” Chan rolled his eyes walking back into his room. “Don’t lie to me Yongbok” “Once” “TWICE” Chan interrupted yelling from his room upstairs. “TWICE?!” “I don’t think I can eat here ever again” Hyunjin gagged getting up and walking away taking Han with him. “This is getting replaced… THIS WHOLE KITCHEN IS GETTING REPLACED” Leeknow yelled glaring at us both. 

Once he walked away we looked at each other bursting out laughing. “I’m sorry about them” “Don’t be… they’re funny” He got closer to you standing in between your legs. He took your hands playing with your fingers, your rings, tracing the design of your nails. “so pretty” You whispered looking down at him. “Talking about yourself?” “No… you” “I think you’re the pretty one babe” “You’re prettier” “You’re the prettiest… don’t try me I can do this all day” “Why can’t you accept it lix… you’re beauty” “I-” he was cut off by the oven beeping. “Saved by the bell” he laughed, turning around to turn off the oven.  He put on his oven mitts you gifted him for Christmas with his name engraved in the prettiest shade of yellow. He placed the hot pan next to you, not entirely watching where exactly it would land. You yelled, feeling the burn on your thigh. 

“OW” “I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry my love” he spoke quickly moving the pan away and placing his hand over yours covering the burn. “It hurts” “Can I see it please?” You nodded, moving your hand to reveal the big red spot on your thigh. “It’s gonna scar” You whispered, putting your hand back on it. “I have an idea… I saw this thing on TikTok” 

“You’re not putting mustard on me” “It helps with the pain I promise” “It’s gross” You whined even thinking about mustard made you gag, now having it on your body. UGH. “Please… I don’t want you to hurt” He looked at you, pleading. Not only to try something he saw on his favorite app but to also help you with the pain. You nodded closing your eyes, cringing at the feeling of the cold condiment against your skin. He licked his finger smiling at you. Chills ran through your body in disgust, you hated mustard. “That's disgusting” “Give me a kiss” “No” “Come on y/n give me a kiss” he smiled getting closer to you, you hopped off the counter running away from him, Felix quickly following after you. The two of you were running around the kitchen island for what felt like forever before he gave up out of breath. “Fine don’t kiss me… I’ll just go kiss Hyunjin” “I don’t care just get you’re mustard-filled mouth away from me” “Baby are you really not gonna give me a kiss” he whined looking at you with puppy dog eyes. “Go wash your nasty mouth” “Fine” he gave in walking towards his restroom brushing his teeth obediently. He was so happy when you finally gave him a kiss, but wait why did it taste like- “LIAR” “HA LOSER” 

Seungmin

You were always busy with work whenever Seungmin invited you to watch him play his favorite sport. So the both of you were so happy when you were finally able to watch your boyfriend and his friends play on your day off. 

You sat on the grass watching as Seungmin separated the girlfriends and boyfriends into their separate teams. “We don’t have enough” He groaned, walking towards you. You were on your phone checking emails for any updates on your current work conflict. “I thought you were going to watch me” “I will honey… when the game starts” “About that” “What happened are you guys not gonna play” “We are we are but we need more people” “So are you gonna wait for someone else to show up or-” “Can you do it” “Babe…” “I know I know we're already having to cut the team down from nine to eight but the girl's team is only seven” “But I don’t know how to play… I can’t even hold the bat right.” “You can’t be as bad as Chan Hyung’s girlfriend… she manages to trip on just air” “I’M NOT THAT CLUMSY” “Please… I’ll make it up to you… later” As much as he loved the sport you didn’t understand anything about it. Even when he attempted to explain it every single time. “What if you get hurt” “You’re not gonna get hurt” he smiles softly, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the others. 

“Okay y/n all you have to do is hit this ball with your bat then run that way” “NO HELPING THE OTHER TEAM THATS CHEATING” “SHUT UP LEEKNOW” You nodded looking at the ball in his hands. Couldn’t be that hard. “Wait, how do I know when to hit the ball-” Now would’ve been the answer. The ball came fast towards you hitting you right in the shoulder sweeping you off your feet. Everyone crowded around you in an instant, some genuinely concerned, others trying not to laugh at the way you fell. (Han & LeeKnow) “Honey, are you okay?” Suengmin asked, kneeling down next to you inspecting your body. 

“I’m fine” You muttered sitting up holding your shoulder. He moved your arm carefully moving the collar of your shirt to inspect your skin. “That’s gonna bruise” “I bruise easily” You waved him off trying to get up to continue the game. He held you down and continued to check if the rest of you was hurt. He rarely showed this side with you, much less around his friends. “Game’s over I’m gonna take her home, she needs to ice it” “Min, I can play I’m fine, let's continue your game” “No your hurt we can play when you feel better” He smiled helping you up. “I told you I was gonna get hurt” “Only you would get hurt by a ball” 

IN

It was date night, the night where every 8th of the month if possible all the couples would gather in the dorm and play a plethora of games with drinks being involved almost every time. The boys' drunk was something you wished everyone got to see there was only one word for it. Chaos. There were boys crying, someone always confessing their love, one knocked out cold, another eating the rest of the dinner left, someone laughing at everything, then there was one thinking everything they said was such a genius idea. And of course, that was no one else but your man. Currently happening in the kitchen I.N was letting Lee Know duck tape his phone to his forehead to record the ‘best night of their lives’.  You were too busy dancing in the corner of the room with Chan’s girlfriend to the imaginary music in your heads. Genre’s obviously different cause there she was head banging almost smacking her head against the wall with every dip and you, oh you were swaying your hips to genie in a bottle. 

“WE SHOULD DO THAT” I.N. yelled running into the living almost slipping on a puddle of water Felix dropped. “Who’s water’s on the floor?” Han laughed as if it was the funniest thing ever. “Shhh Shhh no I have an idea” “Is it the same idea that we should ring the neighbor's door and ask if their refrigerator is running” “No no…We should play just dance… loser has to ding dong ditch the neighbor and tell them they left their door open” “That doesn’t even make sense” “It's a good idea” “Well I think Chan Hyung is out” We turned seeing half of his body on the couch the other half hanging off, he was out cold. “I think he’s asleep” Seungmin smiled, getting a sharpie and walking towards him. 

“Seungmin what are you doing” “I have an idea” “Is your idea to draw a penis on Chan’s face” “You read minds when you drink?!” “Come on, let's dance”. You were on your third dance out dancing a majority of the group despite not being able to see straight. In true I.N fashion, he had to finish strong, extending his hands to do jazz hands but not noticing how close you were next to him. His hand smacked your face hitting you in the nose. You fell back becoming dizzy. Han broke out laughing, tears streaming down his face. “Sorry sorry sorry sorry” I.N repeated running to get you paper for your nose that you didn’t even realize was bleeding. “You wanna hit me back… I think It’s a good idea, but not too hard I’m still the visuals of the group” 

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#skz ot8 #skz fanfic #changbin #bang chan #seungmin #lee know #skz felix #han #jeongin #hyunjin

[blog-name-idk]

Umm hello! This is very embarrassing, but someone found a racist slur I used in one of my fics. I'm now going to take some time to re-read and and evaluate my wording on my other works, but if anyone has found anything similar or concerning that they feel comfortable telling me about, please feel free to do so! I'll explain more under the cut.

TW: Derogatory slur for Inuit people. (Which, am I basically saying "The People people"? Like saying chai tea?) And other problematic names for other cultures/ethnicities still widely used in commercial culture today (as examples).

I used the term "esk*mo kiss" in Chapter 14 of Everything Falls, which in itself is generally used to describe nose kisses.

The term esk*mo itself is unacceptable/offensive to many, very understandably so because it was a colonial name imposed on them by non-Indigenous people. Here is an NPR article (from 2016 but I think it still holds up) that goes into more detail.

The currently accepted word to describe people native to Alaska/Arctic regions is Inuit (singular: Inuk), and the actual word for their nose kiss (which is a way of showing affection) is kunik.

What's even more embarrassing than being ignorant is that I wasn't even ignorant. Like I know not to use the term esk*mo by itself, that Inuit/Inuk is the correct verbage, and yet when writing the term "e. kiss" my brain just glazed over because it was such a "normal" phrase for me growing up. Even now thinking the term doesn't ring any bells or make me feel uncomfortable, which shows just how much social conditioning affects our "gut instincts".

I think it's a good lesson to always try to be mindful and really think about the things we say because no matter how educated and informed we believe we are, we're only human and thus constantly in a state of growth and learning. We are responsible when our actions hurt others, but often we're ignorant of our own ignorance (lol) until it's pointed out to us. It shouldn't be the hurt party's responsibility to do so, but sometimes that's the only way the perpetrator (me) can get a dose of reality.

I feel like this kind of thing happens all the time (just look at all the problematic "traditional" names for house plants) and our brains just skate over it because we're used to it.

Anyway I'm not trying to be preachy or overly dramatic or holier-than-thou. It's easy to look at people who get cancelled (on Tumblr or in regular pop culture) and write them off as idiots because I would never do or say the thing they did. I've definitely looked down my nose at people from my high horse because I thought I was a "better person" than them.

It was a good wake-up call to not get complacent and remember that just because I think I'm a good person/don't have bad intentions, that doesn't absolve me from responsibility. Yes, I will be going back through my old fics and current WIPs because it shouldn't be someone else's responsibility to find issues and point them out to me. However, I'm sure there are still things I'm inherently ignorant to and might miss.

No one should feel obligated to let me know if they see anything (definitely don't want to force anyone to relive trauma or bad experiences), but I will definitely appreciate anyone who does! Thank you to the anon who reached out to me and let me know about this instance.

#man(go)splaining #welcome to my ted talk #I am so sorry to anyone I hurt and/or offended #and also for perpetuating and therefore continuing to normalize the use of the term #mango mania

[maladaptive-jcb]

Chapter 12: Counting the Hours

Jamie x female!reader

(fluff, safe for under 18)

Click here for chapter 11 if you missed it

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"I don't know how to skate, Jamie!" I say nervously.

I put my roller skates on and still sitting on the bench, too scared to stand up. Jamie begged me to come with him to the park to do this and I am now regretting myself for giving into his pouts and eye flutters this morning. However, he's right. It's a good day out and the weather is perfect. I told Adrian I'm taking the day off and he understood, given how much today is important for me and Jamie.

"It's okay. Trust me, hold my hands," he pulls me up as I groan.

"Let's hope you can support my whole body and not crash both of us to the ground," I try to stand up.

"Hey, don't underestimate my strength. I've been working out," he flexes his bicep.

"You're such a goof," I giggle at him. "Alright. Here we go," I stand up and immediately balances myself by holding onto him.

"There you go! Not so bad now, isn't it?"

I smile feeling happy, "Yeah! Not bad!"

We start slowly skating around the park. At first I held onto Jamie's hand but once I get the hang of it, he slowly lets me go. I hesitate at first but I finally balance myself and skate on my own. Happiness overtakes me and the wind on my face feels inviting for me to keep going. "Jamie, look at me! I'm doing it!"

"Yes you are!" He cheers me on skating right behind me.

Suddenly, my knee starts to wobble. In a split second, I hear Jamie yelling, "Y/n, be careful!"

Before I knew it, I fall to the grass right next to the skating lane we were on. Jamie skates towards me quickly and falls to his knees next to me. I feel a little lightheaded and my eyes start fluttering to Jamie's sillhouette staring down at me with the sun shining brightly above us.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" he checks on me.

I look at myself. The elbow and knee guards saved me from the fall.

"I don't think my body took a hit, but my pride definitely did," I groan. Now laying on the grass feeling embarrassed. Some passersby are hiding their very obvious stare and snicker. I sigh in defeat when Jamie suddenly starts chuckling and moves closer to lay on the grass right next to me.

"What are you doing?" I ask in confusion.

"Well if you're gonna feel embarrassed then I'll be embarrassed with you too," casually closing his eyes right next to me. "Such a nice, warm day, don't you think?"

His spontaneity has me bursting into a heartful laughter, warmed by his thoughtfulness behind it. I lean my head on his shoulder, now feeling the vibration of his laughter with it too.

"You feel better now?" He turns to me with a smile on his face.

His crystal eyes staring deeper into mine, always analyzing my thoughts and the details of my face. Something I will never get bored of seeing.

Something I'll truly miss very soon.

I lower my gaze onto his inviting lips and plant a kiss onto them.

"Now I feel better," I smile.

We get back up again carefully and Jamie tries to steady my balance, making sure to keep me safe.

"You want to try again?" he asks.

"Yes! I'm not giving up now!" I say in a better mood.

"That's the right attitude!"

We continue skating on the lane carefully with Jamie right by my side watching over me. He gives some techniques as I skate around which includes bending my knees right to pushing off my weight with my toes. Everything suddenly feels easier with his guidance and I find myself feeling even more comfortable.

"I can't believe it. You actually did it!" he holds me as we stop for a break. "I'm so proud of you, love!"

"Only because you helped me!" A grin forms on my face with happiness swelling in my heart.

The sun is getting high and drops of sweat are trickling on my forehead, not realizing that it's already afternoon. Time seems to move faster when I'm with Jamie, which I've experienced it many times when we spend time together. Yet, today is the day that I wished would go slower. I have to make every second count.

"You seem parched. Want to get some drinks?"

"Oh absolutely, that sounds perfect," my throat suddenly craves for something cold.

"Aroma Mocha?" He winks at the suggestion.

I hug him feeling thankful. "You know me so well."

We both go back to his car and unstrap our roller skates.

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"Ahhh.." I exhale after feeling the delicious taste of my favourite iced latte. The sun light hits us from the window of the cafe and it seems to be the perfect day so far.

"Thank you again for taking me out to the park. I had so much fun," I smile at Jamie across the table.

"I'm really glad you enjoyed it. All you needed was a little bit of convincing and pouting to come with me," he grins.

"Alright, I'll give it to you. You know what you're talking about and I won't question any of your plans again next time," I say, playfully rolling my eyes.

Next time. That won't be after a while.

Time passes in the strangest ways. It felt like it was just yesterday when we decided to sit at this very table, being practically strangers to each other, yet we both knew something promising was about to unfold at that moment.

Curious about what Jamie thinks of those times, I ask him, "Hey, remember the first time we were sitting here?"

He chuckles at the memory. "I remember you thinking I was a hot piece of ass and wanting me so bad."

"Oh really? That's how you remember it?" I start laughing.

He ruffles his hair and his cheeks turning a little red.

"Y/n. I gotta ask though, was I just being crazy or was there always something between us right from the start?"

I sit there, remembering all about the times of us seeing each other for the first time in the studio. The glances we steal from each other... the shy quick greetings the first few times.

"You weren't being crazy at all. It was always there... and I'm glad you did something about it first," I reach out for his hand.

"I couldn't pass up the opportunity," he lifts my hand up and kisses it. "Sorry it took me a while."

"You're forgiven," I smile.

Jamie now reaches out both his hands across the table and hold onto mine.

"I can't believe so many things have happened between us. You've changed who I am so much, y/n. I just can't imagine not being with you at this point," Jamie says with sincerity in his eyes.

"I can't imagine not being with you too. You've pushed me into being the person who I'm supposed to be. You're the reason I believed in myself to teach in the studio," I respond.

"I definitely believe in you, love. You'll help everyone there the way you helped me." He drops his gaze to the table and continue, "And I'm truly sorry I won't be there for it. I wished I could."

My hand twitches as I hear the words. My walls start crumbling and I slowly pull my hands away, now feeling the telltale sign of my emotions about to rise. A sudden sniffle escaping me.

"Sweetie, I know you've been avoiding this conversation all day. It's okay to be sad. Just please tell me if you are," his voice soft.

"I'm sorry, but I can't have this conversation here."

"I understand. Do you want to go back to my place and be together for a while? We don't have to talk if you don't want to."

I nod while still telling myself to put on a brave face.

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The whole ride was silent but I feel his hand on mine, rubbing it gently as he drives. It's a small gesture but it means the world to me. I realize that eventually, I still have to face the emotions that I dreaded the whole time.

We finally reach to his place and I let myself slump on the couch. I lay my head back to rest against it and close my eyes for a while. I want to stay strong for Jamie's sake but somehow, my emotions has me losing the battle in keeping myself distracted away from it.

"Do you need anything? Water?" Jamie's voice cuts the silence.

I shake my head. "I just need you. Here," I say softly.

"My love, I'm so sorry," he sits next to me and gently brushing the hair away from my face. "It's only for a while and we'll be together again before you know it."

I face towards him and as soon as I see the expression and vulnerability in his eyes, my emotions start to crumble and take over me with a strong force. "I'm gonna miss you so much," I say as I feel more tears trickling down my face.

"I'm gonna miss you too, my love. I'll call you and text you as much as I can, I promise."

"Please, can I stay here tonight? I don't want to waste any second without you before you go," I look up to him. Trying to memorize every inch of his face.

"Absolutely, love. You can stay as long as you want. We can watch a movie, have dinner or just talk. Whatever you want to do."

"That sounds perfect," I say as I wipe my tears. "I love you," I add, feeling touched by his care.

"I love you too," he smiles and kisses my forehead.

We then decided to watch a rom-com on the couch and just enjoying each other's presence. Sometimes, Jamie will point out how silly the characters are in the movies and I will laugh and jump to defend their actions. We try to act as normal as we can with the remaining time that we have.

When the day is getting darker, Jamie then prepares a delicious homecooked meal for us. He serves chicken alfredo with garlic bread at the dining table. He even pulls out a red wine from the cabinet and pour it for us. As we eat and enjoy the meal, we talk about all the plans we have that we would like to do when he gets back from London.

"I bet you're gonna be an all professional art teacher by the time I get back," he teases me.

"Well, I'm just trying to survive my first teaching day first so we'll see," I laugh.

"I'm sure you will, love."

I smile gratefully. "And you're gonna do amazingly at your music recordings. I'm so happy for you and I wished I could be there to see you," I look at him proudly.

"Thank you. That means the world to me. And don't you worry, I'll update you on everything, I promise," he squeezes my hand.

A tear that I held back falls down. "We're gonna be okay, right?" my voice trembles as I ask.

Jamie immediately gets up from his seat and moves to kneel next to me. He takes my hands and look straight into my eyes. "Yes, my love. We're gonna be okay. Our love is stronger than any distance could take us. And I promised you before, that we will go through with this together."

I nod, feeling the comfort from his voice. "Okay," I mutter through my tears.

"I'll be back and I want you there waiting for me, okay? Can you do that for me?" He asks me, pushing me to stay strong. "I'll try and finish whatever I need to do and come back straight to you, I promise."

"I will," I nod again.

With another embrace, I feel more comforted and stronger to face what is ahead of us.

As the night grows, we finally sit on the bed. I watch as Jamie does a few final packing onto his suitcase, helping him to remind him what he needs and what he might have forgotten. Jamie appreciates the help while nodding along to everything in his mental checklist.

"I guess that's it," he zips up his suitcase.

We share an understanding look, unspoken sadness in our gaze.

"That's good," I say.

He turns the light off and climbs onto the bed next to me.

"Thanks for all the memories made today," I whisper in the dark.

"We'll make even more in the future, love," he whispers back, holding me tighter.

We then say goodnight to each other as we lay there yet, even with our eyes closed, both of us aren't sleepy at all. We stay there, close to each other sharing an unspoken cherish and care in the dark as the hours pass by.

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I couldn't bear to write this chapter because this situation is actually hitting me close to home. That's why it took me a while to post this chapter up.

#fanfic #jamie x female reader #jamie bower #jamie campbell x reader #fanfic fluff #jamie bower fanfic #jamie bower x female reader #jamie bower x reader #jamie bower x y/n #jamie campbell bower

[budgiesunset]

Broken || Reader x Mighty Ducks

•Summary• When reader gets injured during practice and acts fine but the team starts to catch on but just shrugs it off as reader having a bad week but the injury is more serious then reader realizes.

•Warning’s• broken bone, not proof read, un edited, swearing.

Y/N/N - Your nick name

Y/B/N - Your brothers name

You had, had a bad fall during practice your ankle getting twisted the wrong way. Even though it hurt like hell you continue to skate since you have a big game coming up next week.

After practice you were taking off you skates in the locker room when you winced at the pain in your twisted ankle causing a couple concerned glances between your team mates.

“Y/N/N, you ok?” Charlie asked sitting down next to you.

“Yeah I’m fine.. Probably just twisted it when I fell.” You replied not wanting your friends to worry. As you left the locker room you missed the worried looks your teammates shared.

When you got home you decided to ice it seeing how red and bruised it already looked.

The next morning your ankle hurt to put almost any pressure on it but you couldn’t miss practice with the game next week and it should be healed by then any way… right?

You go down stairs wincing at every step you go to the medical cabinet grabbing some pain killers before strapping your ankle and heading out to practice hoping no one will notice the amount of pain you where in.

When you arrived the rest of the team was in the locker room so you decided to sit at the back so no would notice your strapped ankle… That backfired and the entire team noticed you limping to the back of the room. And it wasn’t long until your bestie Connie was at your side giving you the ‘don’t tell me you’re actually going to skate on your ankle’ look.

“Don’t worry I’m fine.. it’s just a little bruised.” You said sensing her concern and gave her a reassuring smile.

It wasn’t long after you had put your skates on the coach Bombay came in. “Ok ducks start with laps” the entire locker room filled with groans and sighs.

You were the last to leave but you were stopped by Coach extended arm in front of you. “Not so fast.. You’re not practicing with your ankle.”

“Coach I’m fine.. see” You said as you walked up and down the locker room as normal as you could pushing all the pain deep down.

Even though you could tell he wasn’t buying it he let you through anyway.

•Time skip cause I’m Tired• After practice you were first to the locker room. Taking off your skates and moving the bandages a little bit you saw the area was bruised and you knew that it was worse then you thought.

“Y/N/N you know you shouldn’t probably get that checked out… it looks painful.” You looked up seeing Adam sitting next to you.

“I’m fine, it’s probably just sprained.” You responded as you took off the hockey pads and put on a clean top and shorts before grabbing your bag and walking out. As he watched you walk out he turned to the rest of the team and he could tell they where just as about convinced as he was.

When you got home you unwrapped your ankle seeing that it was swollen and you knew it was most likely broken but you couldn’t get it checked out or you would be benched from the game.

“What the hell happened to your ankle… It looks like shit.” Y/B/N said standing in your door frame.

“Get out of my room!” You said hopping to your door and shutting it in his face. As much as you hated to admit it you knew he was right your ankle did look like shit and you had to get it checked out before it got worse and affected the team. So you decided tomorrow after practice you would go to see a doctor.

<Time Skip because why not> You knew your ankle was bad but it wasn’t until today’s practice when your ankle completely gave in and you couldn’t walk anymore that you realised just how serious the injury was.

You where trying to get the puck when all of a sudden your ankle fully just gave in collapsing under the pressure you fell to the ice hitting your head on the hard surface as you clutched onto your ankle your teammates surrounded you but it was all a blur everything merged it one and you couldn’t tell what was really happening as you fell in and out of conscious while a medic was helping you onto a stretcher before wheeling you out of there.

<GUESS WHAT… Yep another time skip> You must have lost consciousness in the ambulance because when you woke up you where in the hospital. You looked around seeing Connie in the chair beside the bed reading a book.

“What happened?” You asked voice raspy and dry.

“Hey Y/N/N you’re awake you were out for a couple of hours.” She said getting up and moving to sit on the side of the bed.

You try to sit up but feel something around your leg that feels like it’s weighing you down deep into the mattress.

“Careful, the doctor said it’s broken and you can’t walk on it for a month or so.” She said helping you sit up.

And that’s what you did… sort of the moment she turned around you did try to walk only for you to endure pain running up your leg. So for the next few months you would sit on the bench and help coach Bombay with whatever you could since your leg was in a cast.

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AN: Hey guys sorry the ending was shit I’ve just been dealing with a lot lately and actually have maths homework due tomorrow that I haven’t even started yet but oh well… I might also have another fic be published today or tomorrow who knows. But I hope you all have an amazing day/night. Time for me to go read fanfics and procrastinate until 4 in the morning where I finally decided to do the math homework and get like 30 minutes of sleep before getting up school. Bye love you guys❤️❤️

#Mighty ducks #mighty ducks x reader #Mighty ducks platonic with the team #x reader #x reader story #Reader x team #platonic relationships #readers injured #Angst #Hurt reader #comfort

[ladycatofwinterfell]

👶

Baby emoji so you’re getting something with a baby Stark in it

“This was a bad idea” Catelyn groaned.

She was barely conscious, but she already hated it. She shouldn’t have agreed to it, she should have just stayed home. She didn’t do winter sports. Winter sports weren’t at all her thing. Ned had taken her ice skating a few times, that had been nice. Not because of ice skating, the skates made her feet hurt, it was cold, and she fell so many times that there wasn’t a part of her body that wasn’t bruised. But he had held her hand, so it had been nice. He wouldn’t be able to hold her hand while they were skiing, so that wouldn’t be nice. She would die. She would fall and she would die.

“We’re not even out of bed yet” Ned chuckled.

“This is the least comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in.”

All the furniture in the cabin was uncomfortable. The couches, the armchairs, the beds. She might as well have slept on the floor.

“That’s part of the experience.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him, kissing her forehead.

“I hate the experience, I want to go home.”

Ned pressed another kiss to her forehead, then he kissed her nose and her lips. He lingered on her lips, and she wanted to stay like that forever. That was nice. What was ahead of her wasn’t nice.

“You’ll be just fine” he whispered.

“I’m gonna fall and almost die and then our siblings will mock me relentlessly.”

“You’ll be just fine” Ned repeated.

“Easy for you to say, you can ski” Catelyn muttered.

She couldn’t for her life understand why she had agreed to it. And she didn’t understand why Edmure and Lysa hadn’t told Ned’s siblings that she didn’t ski before giving her and Ned a skiing trip as a wedding gift.

“And I miss my baby” she sighed.

Robb was with her parents. They would take good care of him, she wasn’t worried about that. But it was the first time she had left him for more than a few hours, and she didn’t like it.

“I also miss our baby, I miss him so much it hurts, but it’s just a few days before we’ll see him again.”

A phone buzzed behind her and she untangled herself from him to reach for it. And a wide smile appeared on her face when she saw that her mom had sent her a picture of her baby.

“Guess who’s awake” she smiled.

She turned the screen to let Ned also see the picture of their son. He sat on the floor in her parents’s living room, surrounded by what seemed to be new toys. They spoiled him rotten. They would have to make him some siblings or he would become absolutely unbearable.

“Look at him being happy without us” Ned said. “I hate it.”

“It’s so rude of him, we’re his parents, isn’t he supposed to depend on us?”

“Super cute, but the rudest baby ever.”

“We’ll make the next one nicer.”

“Yeah, the most polite baby ever.”

They didn’t have time to talk more about their potential polite kids because the door to their little room opened. Lyanna poked her head in.

“Good morning, lovebirds, what are you chatting about?” she asked.

“I just got a picture of your incredibly cute nephew, want to see?”

“Come up and have breakfast first.”

She left the door open when she walked away. She had a habit of doing that, it was so terribly annoying.

#2022 snippets

[tobythesudriantram]

Learn to communicate with peers: Confidence (Learning with Mingle and Friends: Confidence, but I GOOGLE TRANSLATED IT 40 TIMES)

Teacher: Sir! Confused! I enjoy the garden with my friends.

* It's a bicycle-swing game, so when you try to ride it, your friend will try to go on the pole.

Dean: Hello.

Donkey: Yes!

Read: BP!

Sekalainen: This country is a great place to work. i love the site! I think you should work in this field.

* The boy wanted to climb the monkey mountain but could not. Tried to catch him but failed.

Friends: *friends only*!

Paul: Don't go, buddy. good friend

*asked the girl*

* Try to ride the bike and fall many times.

Kai: Wow!

Mars: So doctor?

Togo: Yes, I'm fine.

* Try, succeed, succeed.

Merlin: Yes. do a lot

Course Description: Open.

Don still wants to skate.

* Numbness trying to jump.

Dingle: Wow! he

Malang: My heart hurts. Painful, right?

Digg: Well, I tried to jump right in and I fell.

Mixed program: You can repeat the same program if necessary.

Bat: Good team.

* Rest and return to camp.

* Wake up with your beloved, wake up in the light.

Boy: Cry! Bob's brother

* The boy gets up and tries again. I fell many times.

Dad: *sorry* nod!

* Do not try to get out, but said

cried the donkey

Dunk: Why aren't you done yet!

*love and tears*

* Dingle leaves the room but kills his mother.

* not the pain of death.

So no. they are very patient

Everyone is surprised by the number of digits. I need your help. Oh, something made me happy! The future must be predicted.

* The string is cut from the glass.

Note: This is a mineral water bottle. The small light turns on and off as you walk. You can use it to heal.

* Li Ming called everyone and everyone came to him. *

Tonk: Really? *Name*

Introduction: I can help you here.

*Tuesday morning together*

Plus: a glass of cocktail.

*Pull*

Below are the steps.

• Everyone stirs the bottle, and everything in the bottle begins to weigh and burn. *

Delia : Are you ready? Call me when it snows. Don't forget to stop. Relax your body🎵

* Everyone happily turned off the lights.

Manga: What are you doing?

Question: Yes.

Cash machine

Friend: My baby is crying.

Rolly: Yes. Thank you for the music

On Tuesday he drank a glass of champagne and passed out.

Mars - I wonder if you are trying something new now, but if you put in the time and effort. You will achieve your goal

Donkey: Where can I ride a bike?

Humble: Yes. I know what they said. Practice makes perfect.

Tingle: I think that's right. Maybe we can imagine.

Boop boop you stupid people?

After all, spending a lot of time is not a bad thing. This is how you prepare for the exam.

my friend

Mangal: I know you. Believe that you can do anything.

Tangle: What do you think? Well, maybe we should try.

Dan: Yeah, I'll try again today.

* Try to sink the bike and get back on the bike.

All boys

* The boy returns to the monkey house

Don't worry about missing games again. I know it's hard.

Thank you Miguel

Contact details: Welcome.

* Start all over again. *

* Continue until everyone understands that everything will be fine if they trust him. Everyone wants the best and everyone wins in the end.

* Kubka jumps into the waves, one foot down at a time.

Dangal: Ah! It will happen!

Exchange

* The donkey sits well on the chain and moves well.

Thanks: *sigh* baby! comparison! I ride a motorbike!

Link: Good luck and thanks!

*Run, Build, Catch Monkeys*

Friend: Push! Sound

Aunt Lee: So young!

He was hit by a motorcycle.

Tonka. This is good: I would like to think that integration solves this problem.

Zentel: Thanks for helping us get to know each other.

Date: c.

*shoots but misses*

Book: Is Beep Beep Beep Chip Normal?

Milan: Yes, I can help you.

• Help your child turn off the lights.

Sponsor: Name: Name

Discussion: Yes, it's good to try something new. Trying new things is hard, but eventually it is possible. When you have a problem, think calmly and believe in yourself. Thank you for using our service. *Back pain:

Link (Credits):

@friendlyfox34 - Learn to be friendly (The original Learning with Mingle).

Google - has created the best translator in the world (Creating the best worst translation tool in the world).

The Coder Cat - I use the default configuration (Making Bad Translator, the programme I used for this).

Yes, I like the smell (And, of course, me - Bringing this crap to life).

#learning with mingle and friends

[toiletpaperdaze]

Aug 10

Today I picked up a hitchhiker.

That’s kinda click bait. Let me back it up a bit.

I was on my way to another house when I saw a girl on the sidewalk fall off her skate board and stayed on the ground. I watched her in my rear view mirror and made a mental note that if she didn’t get back up or if no one stopped to check on her I was going to turn around at the stop sign. No one stopped for her and she still sat on the ground. Outside it is about 100+ degrees out.

I know all the things to be weary of and to make sure I stay safe. I pulled up to her and stayed in my car. I asked if she was okay and she said no. I asked if she was hurt she said no. She missed the bus and now has to skate/walk all the way home in this heat. I asked where about s she lived. She lived in the next city over.💀 my county has freedom to chose which school to attend so this is not unusual . I asked her all sort of questions and kept checking to make sure I don’t get attacked from behind before making the decision to take her myself. I’m either going to read about this girl in a bad situation or I’m going to be in a bad situation and be on the news. I determined I wasn’t in danger and I was not a danger to her. So I took her home. Poor thing was beat red from the sun. I can’t believe she would attempt to walk home in this heat. She like many to this area are transplant and overestimate the heat. So she’s safe at home and I made it to my other appt just in time.

Hopefully she stays out of trouble from now on .

[makayla-thoughts]

The Mental Game with Figure Skating

When I started figure skating, I would have never thought I would get to where I am now. It may have taken me a long time to get to the point I am at, but nothing can happen overnight. During my beginning years of skating I would always come out at the top of the podium. Everything was so natural for me. Stepping onto the ice is my therapy, it takes my mind off of all the stress in my life. Skating is always where I was when I was not home. I rarely missed a day of practice, and always made sure that I showed up on time to everything. But just like every other sport, the higher level you get to, the harder it gets. Pretty soon you go from the top of the podium, all the way to the bottom. And sometimes you don't know why. Every jump, spin, and step in your program is graded. If there is one little bobble or fall, you could drop down a placement. It can mean the difference between getting on the podium or falling off the podium.

There is a point in everyone's lives where they feel that they have hit the bottom. That you will never succeed. Taking my test was my moment. I had spent months training for this test, I was finally ready to move up a level and thought I was ready for it. I took the ice and began, as soon as my music started I didn't feel like I was in my own body. My legs were shaking uncontrollably and pretty soon I fell, followed by another, and another. I had never messed up this bad during a test. I got off the ice and waited for the results, although I already knew how I did. They came, and I did not pass. My mom looked at me and said "It is okay, Kayla." I looked back at her with tears in my eyes and said "I am not upset that I didn't pass, I am just disappointed with myself. I know I can do so much better than that." It hurt so much because I had been skating so well in practice. But as soon as I got on that ice to test I could not feel any muscles in my body, I couldn’t hear anything. All I could do was try to skate. Everyone gave me words of wisdom to try and make me feel better, but I knew I had to change my mindset. I can't just get on the ice and skate, there is so much more to skating than that. I have to work harder than I do in practice, I have to remind myself of everything my coach tells me. And biggest of all, if I fall once I cannot give up.

After this back slide everything seemed to get worse before it got better. I would spend hours of my days falling and not believing in myself. I did not think I could accomplish anymore of my goals. It got to the point where I didn't even want to get on the ice to skate. Skating was hard to keep as my therapy when now skating itself was my stress. But I didn't let the defeat stop me, I kept showing up. My coach trained me in new ways to prepare for testing yet again. I worked on training my mind in new ways until every time I would step on the ice, I would not fall during my program. Soon enough I soared past these goals that I had set for myself, I flew through my tests with courage instead of nerves. I started making new goals for myself to achieve.

Without skating, I don't know who I would be. It has taught me so many incredible lessons. I learned how to get past mental blacks in your mind, even though it may have been hard. It was worth it. I also know that not everyday is going to be perfect, but you need to take in those little victories because you never know how often they will come. Just because you messed up once or twice doesn't mean it is a lifelong failure. You have to learn how to overcome the mistakes and how to grow from them. I also had to learn how to trust myself, even though I have a coach there is only so much that they can do, the rest relies on yourself. You have to believe in yourself that you can do it.

[astralis01]

Bat Family X Batsis: Karen

“Hi! Idk if you do requests, but I’ve had this idea and I’m not the best writer. So can you do a batsis reader where she skateboards and she’s out with her brothers (like Jason would prolly skate I think) and they’re giving and they get confronted by a Karen™️ and she does typical Karen things and the batkids just roast her? Idk what this is it’s funky. Thank uuuu” by @amurderofcrowsinatrenchcoat 

I’m a horrible author but here goes nothing. My knowledge of non-fandom related vines is as less as my pen nip. Ok, I think canonically it’s Tim who’s the skater boy™️. I’m really really sorry for this being sooooooooooo late.

“Y/n you promised us that you would go out with us to the park,” Tim whined at his sister who was trying to do her level best at ignoring everything around and completing her work.

“Yeah you said that it was gonna be good for family bonding between the two of us,” Jason said while standing and holding Damian’s book above his head so that Damian could not reach it.

Then Damain gave up and stomped Jason on his feet and said, “Take them out. No one would be able to work in these circumstances with both of them whining.”

Y/n banged her head on a nearby pillow and closed her computer with a huff and said, “Grab you skateboards Timmy and Jay. We’re going to the newly opened skateboard park in Gotham.”

Tim got up and ran for his room to grab his skateboard while Jason handed Y/n’s skateboard to her. She raised her eyebrow at him but accepted it and all of them headed out as soon as Tim was done.

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As they reached the skate park, they got busy. With Jason showing off his crazy skills and Tim almost falling asleep because he was comfortable, Y/n was plenty busy to hold them all together and making sure they don’t hurt anyone when Y/n accidentally almost crashed into a blonde-haired woman but steered clear of her at the last moment.

“What are you trying to do?” The blonde-woman screamed at her. Y/n frowned but keeping her tone polite said, “I’m sorry ma’am but-”

“You hooligans try to hit us innocent people who are just walking past,” she screamed at her.

Till Jason and Tim had heard the commotion came to the aid of Y/n and Jason said, “Lady, you are walking in the wrong area. This area is only for skating.”

The woman blinked twice and took in Jason’s huge stature and the way he was standing in front of Y/n and said, “I don’t need your boyfriend to bad mouth me. I was talking to you.”

Y/n blinked at the woman and looked around and pointed to herself and said, “Me. I’m their sister.”

Tim stepped forward and said, “Please leave this area, preferably before you lower the IQ of the whole park.”

The blonde-woman turned red in her face and said, “I was telling your sister-”

“Miss, I’m pretty sure if you could read then you would see that it’s written that it’s a skate park over there, on the sign,” said Y/n.

“Also if you could see, you would see that there are kids having skate boards all over this area,” Jason continued.

The woman then screamed and said, “I’m going to call the security. Stay here.”

How much trouble do you think we are gonna get in with Bruce?” Tim whispered.

“Zero if we make a run for it,” Jason said.

“Minus if we stay here and you guys keep shut,” Y/n whispered furiously to them.

It wasn’t much trouble and the woman was escorted out of the park and they were left alone.

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“Best bonding activity ever,” Jason exclaimed as they entered the manor.

“Who was put in jail?” Bruce said in his tired dad voice, with a mug of coffee in his hands.

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[letarasstuff]

His Blessing

(A/N): This is my contribution to @rachaelswrites writing challenge (and I apologize for taking literal months to get to it, I mean this is pretty close to deadline 😅) But yeah, I hope this does the prompts and your one year celebration justice

Summary: Rollerskating can be fun. That's one thing that Spencer is finding out in this oneshot. But it's only so long fun until he sees his daughter getting hurt (this sounds super dramatic, I'm sorry)

Wordcount: 1.6k

Warnings: Eating food, brief mentions of Spencer getting bullied, brief mentions of his family situation, reader getting hurt (they are only scratches)

Prompts: Kissing and injury; Tiny hand in big hand

✨Masterlist✨ _______________________________

One thing. There is only one thing Spencer feels blessed with.

It’s not his IQ, because if it weren’t for it, all the years of bullying and teasing would simply not exist. He also would have a lot less trauma.

It’s also not his ability to be able to read super fast. He really wants to enjoy a book just the way the author intends the reader to do. He wants to feel the same suspense, surprise, love, hate and all the other emotions everyone else feels while reading. For him it’s not possible. He may process the words and their meaning fast enough, but the emotional weight they carry, those take longer until they are properly received. With 20.000 words per minute he is too fast for that.

The young doctor also isn’t graced with his general family constellation. HIs father left, his mother is schizophrenic and there is no contact with any other relatives.

Of course, there is his team, his chosen family, the BAU. They care for him as much as he does for them. But some of them also left and they are deeply missed by him.

No, there is only one thing he feels blessed with: His daughter.

The little girl is the sunshine of any day for her father. Every smile, giggle, laugh is worth any bad day on the job. Every “Papa”, “Daddy” and “I love you” is Spencer’s reward for what he went through in his life.

That’s why he gives her his utmost care. Emily once said, a few months after (Y/N)’s birth, that Spencer is the gentlest man she had ever met. But being a gentle father doesn't protect the little girl from anything in the world, even though he wishes it does.

“Daddy, Auntie Penny and Uncle Derek want to go rollerskating. Can we go with them to the park? I wanna use the roller skates Auntie Penny gave me for Christmas.” That she did.

While the little one opened her present during the team’s Christmas celebration last year, Penelope threw Spencer a mischievous look. Turns out he got a pair of his own that day. Being forced by her and Derek to come with them one day to rollerskate. It seems like today is the day he will break them in, whether he wants to or not.

Not long after this conversation the small family meets the two friends at a nearby park. The blonde woman even prepared a basket of food for a picnic to have together.

“Boy genius, your child looks more secure than my ordered mugs in their packages. Are you sure she doesn’t sweat to death?” She wonders out loud.

They look down at the child. She not only has a helmet on, but also elbow and knee protectors. For the extra bit of protection Spencer made her put on a thick sweatshirt.

“Pretty boy, I don’t think all of this is really necessary,” Derek doubts the father’s choices in his safety plan, when the child is going to get a heatstroke before being able to put her shoes on. “But the sweatshirt will provide extra protection when she falls. It’s just like the cushions they put on cartoon characters.”

While Spencer is trying to defend his train of thought behind his actions, Penelope helps (Y/N) out of the extra clothing. “Pretty boy, I’m already sweating just standing in the sun with a tee on. Stop worrying, your baby girl will be fine.” Unconvinced, but out of arguments to prove his point against Derek’s, he doesn’t say anything more.

Quickly everybody puts their rollerskates on (except for Morgan, because in his opinion they are for beginners and children, that’s why he is wearing inliners). Now the next dilemma is right around the corner.

“Daddy, I wanna do it with you!” (Y/N) sits on a bench, where her auntie tied her roller skates for her, and extends her hand towards her father. But for the first time in her more or less short life, he hesitates to take her offered hand. “Sweetheart, I don’t think it is a good idea. You know, I am not steady on my own feet right now and if I fall, I can’t promise you, you will not go down, too. Maybe you can skate along your Uncle Derek’s side?” Spencer throws a begging look towards the man in question. Morgan smiles. “Of course, come wonder baby, let's show your old man what speed is.” Before “the old man” is able to respond with the definition of speed (which is path times time), the two of them are on the asphalted ways that go across the park.

“It looks like you are stuck with me, boy genius. And now hop hop, we don’t want to eat the dust your child left for us, do we?”

A bit reluctantly Spencer has to admit that rollerskating brings him more joy than he originally thought it would. That being said, the main reason for that is seeing his daughter, his blessing, being happy. Her giggles and delighted squeals echo through the whole park. Other people hear her coming first before seeing her. “Faster, Uncle Derek, we need to go faster!” (Y/N) demands, who is right behind her godfather, holding his hands and being pushed along with him.

“Are you sure, Little Reid? I think your Daddy already will get a heart attack seeing your speed.” But she puts her best puppy dog face on. “What Daddy doesn’t know, doesn’t hurt him, right?” Derek chuckles. “I see, your Auntie Penny gave you your first lessons in how to sneak around.” “No, it was Auntie Em who told me that. She was babysitting me, because Daddy was giving a big speech somewhere and I wanted another piece of candy after dinner.” Under his breath he mumbles a “Figured it” before quickening his speed.

From a good distance away the only thing Spencer can see are two spots being faster than he likes. Unfortunately for him, he had set his glasses down earlier in order to not smash them if he falls.

“Penelope, please tell me these two over there are not ours.” Spencer asks with desperation laying in his voice.

Squinting her eyes, she tries to make out if the two the father points towards are in fact Derek and (Y/N). “I’m sorry Spencer, you are right. But fear not, Chocolate Thunder is not only an excellent godfather, but also an amazing skat- oh no. Forget that, Baby Reid just lost her balance and has fallen.”

Faster than anyone had expected him to be able to with those long legs, the father has thrown off his shoes and runs towards his daughter on his with different socks clad feet.

Just like her laughs did, her cries echo through the whole park. Even the sun has stopped shining, hiding behind clouds as if she is trying to hide away from the scene down on earth.

“Daddy!” (Y/N) scream, making him run even faster. “I’m here. Sweetheart. I’m here,” he tells her taking the crying girl into his arms. Unsure, Derek takes a few steps back to give the family all the space they need.

“I- I am hurt. My face hurts and my- my hands do, too.” She tries to get out between sobs. With a worried look Spencer examines the parts (Y/N) is pointing to. Luckily there are only scratches on the surface of her skin, nothing too deep that needs to be seen by a medical professional.

“What can I do to make it hurt less?” In the meantime she has calmed down, taking regular breaths again. The tears were a result of the shock that came from falling down, not from the pain of getting hurt.

“Can you kiss them better?” The little girl’s eyes are begging him to do it, and even though he is worried about the numbers of bacteria he can pass over, Spencer still leans down and makes exaggerated smooching noises while kissing gentle kisses on her skin, getting a giggle out of her.

“There she is,” Derek mumbles to Penelope, who is enthralled by the view in front of them.

“Are you feeling any better now?” (Y/N) acts like she has to think about it. “I think this is hurting, too. Can you kiss that better please?” With a sly smile she points to her forehead. Gladly Spencer also puts a kiss there.

For the rest of their stay (Y/N) isn’t leaving her father’s side, not even when her uncle offers a ride on his shoulders (which Spencer is happy about, because Derek still wears his inliners).

While eating a muffin her aunt baked, she keeps her hand in Spencer’s. During the conversations the adults are carrying, the little girl falls asleep in his lap, his big hand still holding her much smaller one in a tight grip (of which Penelope snaps a quick picture of and sends to the other BAU members over their group chat, getting lots and lots of hearts as a responds).

This little gesture, holding his child close to him, knowing she is safe at the moment, is a reminder of his greatest treasure. The only blessing in his life, that he will always try to keep safe from small scratches to big dangers.

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[pillow-anime-talk]

dating them.

synopsis: Some sweet, funny and also crazy moments in your relationship.

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; mild comedy; fluff; PDA; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa, miya chinen, kaoru sakurayashiki & kojirou nanjou {sk8}

author’s note: so... i’m just in love with this anime...

— REKI

↘ He’s such a precious boy who cheers you up in the blink of an eye; I think he has an extra sense, so he knows when you feel worse than usual or when you are in even the slightest pain (for example, you bumped your elbow or you haven’t eaten breakfast before ‘cause you missed your alarm clock and therefore you have a stomachache).

↘ Reki is a supportive lover; whether you are passionate about singing, learning languages, reading manga, sewing mascots or painting, a seventeen-year-old will always be right next to you to praise what you do or the way you look. He will notice every, even stupid detail about you and mention it immediately when you’re going to hang out. He’s definitely your fan and doesn’t hide it. Additionally, if you introduce him to what you love, he will also get interested in it in a way and then he will come to you to show off what he has done like a sketch of the two of you or an opinion about the anime you recommended him three days ago.

↘ The boy is really devoted to you and loves physical contact; grabbing a hand, kissing on the cheek or forehead, cute texts in the morning it’s something totally normal for the two of you. I also think that Reki could melt if you run your fingers through his soft hair or make small braids for him, decorating his head with a few colored hairpins or hairbands.

↘ If you know how to skateboarding, he will be delighted and your dates will mostly be about riding together or learning new tricks. Plus, it’s another thing Reki loves about you and wow. He’s even bigger fanboy than before!

↘ However, if you have never ridden or even tried to do it, it doesn’t matter. A teen will be happy to be able to offer you some private lessons if you wish. Again, red-haired adores physical contact, so holding your hands/waist while you stand on his beloved skateboard will be a dream come true for him.

↘ He always has ticket for you, so you make a new banner for each race to support him. Hit me, but I’m 120% sure that after race (whether he won or lost it) he takes your pretty banners and hides them in this special box that has its place on his bedroom closet.

↘ Overall, Reki is a boy who fits to the definition of high school, first love.

— LANGA

↘ Your relationship is a bit more peaceful, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a bit of humor or abstraction.

↘ Langa loves your company so, so, so badly; Reki is quite hot-tempered and is literally everywhere, so when the two of you hang out together after school or at the weekend, blue-haired feels that he can breathe and relax every muscle in his body. You’re his comfort person, and your room is a safe place without fear and noise.

↘ He also enjoys physical contact, but much more prefers to show affection in private, for example in your home or in his own bedroom.

↘ His favorite type of PDA is cuddling; he prefers to be a big spoon and hug you from behind, but he has no problem hugging against your chest or warm stomach, especially when he feels down because of school or racing.

↘ I have a strange feeling that Langa is the type of romantic who would make an amazing Spotify playlist for the two of you so you could listen to the songs, cuddling each other in the bed.

↘ If you can skateboard that’s great! For sure you, Langa and Reki will be a good trio that will meet often in the skate park or in ‘S’. I’m also pretty sure he’ll cheer for you, but at the same time he’ll be very cute with it and definitely more calm than his bestie. For example, if you do a trick... you’ll get a quick kiss on the nose or Langa will buy you your favorite drink. He definitely likes to pamper you.

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard but you really want to start skateboarding to share your lover’s passion... Well, he will definitely give you a short (long) monologue about how dangerous it is, and you need to be careful – because he knows best of all how a fall on butt or face hurts.

↘ He always keeps a tiny set of colored plasters in his jacket or pants pocket to take care of you in the case of an unexpected accident, as Reki used to care for him.

↘ He’s a good teacher, but he will definitely need to calm his emotions, because sometimes instead of showing you how to slide down the railing, he will suggest something more down-to-earth, like going to the cinema to watch the movie you mentioned three days ago.

— MIYA

↘ Ahh, my precious smol baby.

↘ You are Miya’s first partner, so he still thinks that he’s not good enough for you, although you always reassure him with a light peck on the nose that he’s the best thing that has happened to you and that you’re very glad that you can be with him in every good and bad moment.

↘ The teenager is terribly shy about any physical contact outside, so if you aren’t at home, don’t expect a ton of hugs or kisses from him. He much prefers when you two are alone – then he doesn’t feel overwhelmed by the gazes of other people, especially other skaters who like to make fun of him. 

↘ I swear I’ll bite and beat them all...

↘ Miya is a delicate soul and he really likes to feel that someone look after him, so in a relationship he definitely prefers when you cares for him. For example; just touch his soft hair, ask about his well-being or when he will have a race and a huge smile will appear on his face.

↘ I think if he feels that you are the only one for him... Maybe he will lend you his favorite hoodie with cat ears and tail? He’ll be overjoyed to see that you feel good in it. You look extremely cute, but he’ll never admit it. 

↘ It smells like him, like wet earth and a hint of sweet perfume, and although it’s a strange combination, it feels really beautiful, downright safe and homey.

↘ For the next holiday (your birthday, your anniversary, Valentine’s Day or Christmas), he will give you a sweatshirt that matches to his own. It will be in your favorite color and will also have an animal accessory, not necessarily catish, because if you prefer dogs, rabbits or cows... You know, there are many options.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he will be really calm and will feel that finally someone will want to spend time with him, training and riding together; not like in childhood when everyone turned away from him. He will definitely be moved when you grab his smooth hand and offer a long ride in the park. He definitely loves praise, so give him praise every now and then when he does a nice trick. He will also compliment you more than once and even give you a kiss on the cheek (of course if nobody is watching!). He’s not good at words, but he tries!

↘ If you don’t know how to skateboard... He may be a bit skeptical, but naturally he’ll agree to a few lessons in front of your or his house. Of course you originally just wanted to be close to him and hold his hand more often than usual, but it turned out to be pretty fun! Now, training is your typical dates.

↘ Miya is a sweet boy and although he may not look like that, he’s really protective, often jealous and always puts you at first place.

— KAORU

↘ This beautiful man, this angel-looking ideal, this ahhhh... Being in a relationship with him is pure pleasure and daily healing for the soul.

↘ He’s a calm, understanding and loving partner. I think he’s a bit old fashioned but that only adds much more charm to his person.

↘ He often calls you his ‘dearest’, ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’, isn’t that cute?

↘ You two don’t go out on dates too often, but I think Kaoru loves to spend time at home, having tea or on the couch while one of you is reading a book and the other is listening to music or just sleeping. He definitely doesn’t look like that, but he loves PDA/cuddling and is the best at it!

↘ He also likes it when you suggest learning calligraphy together. He never forced you to do this, but when he first heard that you would like to meet one of his passions, he was really happy and immediately showed you how to write with ink on the special paper he had in his flat. Obviously, more than once you ask him to write a simple letter or word, because you just love his handwriting and how focused he seems. He’s really hot then, I swear to god!

↘ You love his long hair and are always eager to give him a new, nice hairstyle; normal braid or fishtail braid. Maybe a bun or a ponytail with a few hairpins? He loves everything you do on him. In addition, the gentle head massage you give him each time is the most soothing thing in the world for him.

↘ If you know how to skating... He’s really surprised, but that doesn’t mean he’s unhappy or angry. He wants to see what you can do right away and you will surely feel a sweet kiss on your forehead more than once when the trick will be good or even better than you both thought. He’s a supportive boy, but doesn’t show it as vehemently as Reki, for example; he prefers to smile at you or clap softly.

↘ If you don’t know how to skate yet, but you asked him to teach you how to even stand on it... I imagine Kaoru going pale and trying to distract you from this idea because, as an experienced skater, he’s afraid that you will hurt yourself like any beginner. But your big eyes and ruddy cheeks are his weaknesses, so he’ll trust both you and Carla and help you keep your balance on his beloved, black-violet board. Reward him later with quick kisses or give him his favorites, okay?

↘ To sum up, Kaoru is a good and honest lover. He definitely loves your company and won’t mind spending his free time seriously and frivolously with you.

— KOJIROU

↘ This guy is the definition of the sentence ‘Through the stomach to the heart’. Any objections? No. So let’s gooooo!

↘ Kojirou is a PERFECT second half. Both in character and appearance. If he fall in love with someone seriously, and it will be you, then know that he’ll care for you like about a member of the royal family; breakfasts in bed, an Italian supper, the perfect choice of wine for a chicken or steak are things that have become a sweet daily thing for you at some point.

↘ He loves to show you affection and absolutely has no problem doing it in public, even when he’s working or when you two are in a tight crowd on the train or in the ‘S’ before his race. He will kiss you hard on the lips, grab your skin on your butt or hug your waist. It’s just that everyone needs to know that you belong to him. He’s just as clingy as Reki, and sometimes even worse and bolder.

↘ Of course he has cute side; he likes to lie on the bed or the sofa with you on his chest. He loves being between your thighs and sleep there. He definitely has a weak point in that when you you run your finger on his tattoo or cook dinner with him, throwing ingredients at him and laughing out loud.

↘ Another romantic who uses thousands of pet names (like babey, cutie, doll, pumpkin, kitten). Plus, he loves to dance with you in the kitchen and steal a few kisses here and there. Also, if you aren’t looking, he likes to surprise you with a big, bear hug.

↘ I think he’s a bit impatient, so he doesn’t like to sit at home and prefers dates in crazy places (such as an amusement park, swimming pool, karaoke bar) – it’s his favorite way of spending your time together. As a gentleman, he always pays for you, unless you go faster and bring your ATM card to the card reader as first. But don’t be surprised when Kojirou will just buy you cotton candy or popcorn shortly afterwards.

↘ If you know how to skateboard, he’s as excited as a kid and will definitely offer you a date at the skate park. Naturally, he wants to show off to others what a super cool partner he has, but he also wants others to know that you’re here together to kick everyone’s asses with your abilities. You’re definitely a powerful couple and you have the matching necklaces!

↘ But if you don’t know how to skating then... well, well, well. Just be prepared that one day (without even asking for it) you’ll stand on his beloved board and he will grab your hips, smiling silly. He enjoy skin ship so this guy feels utopian when he can be near you. He definitely won’t spare you compliments, long pecks, and smack your butt when you do something great, so you have to get used to it... and it’s going to be a long training session, so good luck, my friend.

↘ He’s a funny guy, but he’ll never cross your limits, so don’t worry about that. However, he will always find a topic for conversation or a joke to relax the atmosphere or cheer you up. You will never be bored with him.

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[manga-gamer]

i’m begging you, like on my knees hands clasped in front of me with giant tears streaming down my face to pls write a sk8 fic where the reader replaces cherry in that one skate against adam and the reaction/ aftermath (the baseball bat skateboard scene) it could be any of the sk8 boys because idk if reki would be better or joe BUT ITS BEEN PLAGUING MY MIND FOR A WEEK, i miss sk8 content so bad, also gn!reader please! if you do decide to take on the request <3

Thank you for the request, anonnie! You can request me for sk8 content at any time, just so you know

Also, this scene!! I hated Adam so much when I saw this

@love-hashira-raine

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You and others watched as Adam reached into the box, pulling out the name that he would be matched up with.

“Ooh! I wonder if I’ll be paired up with Snow! The suspense is killing me!”

He pulled out a paper and when he read the name, he sighed. 

“Rose… whatever. Looks like I’ll be going against them.”

You frowned at his reaction and looked over at Joe and Cherry who were waiting for the rest of the matchups.

“Looks like you’re going against Adam…” Cherry looked at you.

“Don’t get hurt.”

You looked further to see Joe was still staring at the screen. He finally looked at you, his gaze serious.

“Please, don’t get hurt.”

You gave him a smile. “I’m not gonna lose to a person like him.”

“I didn’t say ‘don’t lose’. I said ‘don’t get hurt.’ Which I mean.”

You silently nodded. “I won’t.”

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The day arrived and you waited at the start line, looking around for Adam. You scoffed and smiled at Joe.

“Looks like he’s a no-show, huh-”

“Were you waiting for me?”

You turned to the entrance and saw Adam skating towards you, dancing on top of his board. He stopped beside you, not giving you a second glance. He smiled out at the crowd who was cheering him on. You rolled your eyes until you noticed that the stoplight lit up. You mounted your board, glancing at Adam. He was looking straight ahead. You looked at the route you two were about to ride until you heard the bell. You propelled yourself onto the track, Adam following and you two skated down the path.

“You’re a good skater~!”

You looked over at Adam and scrunched up your nose at his words.

“I know.”

He smirked at you and you looked away, opting to focus on the race. It was about halfway through, and you were gaining on Adam. He noticed this and looked back at you, giving you a smirk.

"Oh now, darling. That isn't good."

You watched him jump off his board and pick it up, but hadn't realized it, until you were falling off of your board. Your back hit the dirt when you felt the dizziness. He hit you with his skateboard, and he was just standing over you.

You heard quick footsteps running towards you and him and you saw Joe coming into view. He picked you up and glared at Adam.

"You damn son of a bitch."

"Now, now, that language... unbecoming... Joe..."

Your eyes slid closed and everything became more muffled and muddled.

"Just sleep... save your strength."

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The room was bright and blurry around you, and you reached up to shield your face. You blinked once. Twice. Your eyes finally focused and you saw you were in a hospital room. You moved your hand down and saw Joe sitting next to your bed.

"J...Joe?"

His eyes slowly opened and he looked over at you, letting out a soft huff.

"You're awake."

"Yeah..." You sat up carefully. "How long was I asleep?"

"Not long... Just a day." He looked at the ground. "I should have-"

"There wasn't much you could do. You can't change the matchups and we were on the track."

He crossed his arms. "I just felt like I needed to do more."

You turned to him, a soft smile on your face. "It's fine, Joe." You set your hand atop his. "Please, don't feel bad." You squeezed it lightly before pulling it away."

Joe sighed. "I doubt you'll be able to skate?"

"Yeah, that's gonna be impossible right now. I can't go against anyone for a while."

Joe groaned and shook his head. "I hate Adam."

"I hate him too... so, promise me something."

"Hm?"

"Beat him. Make him pay."

He stared at you before nodding. "Of course, I will. For you." He smiled at you.

You two sat in the hospital room, chatting about nothing with each other, until he had to go.

"Tomorrow, I'm going against Snow. Wish me luck."

"Good luck."

He smiled, showing off his canines. "Thanks. I'll be back tomorrow morning to talk some more. Get some rest."

"Thanks. Have a nice night."

He left the room, waving at you, and you waved back.

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[delicrieux]

☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔�� 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”

PART 10: BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN

y/n is back in brooklyn for the holidays. thinking that a stream will make her feel less homesick for cali, she starts working on her famously titled hentai.free.srv. what was supposed to be a relaxing stream turns into a special delivery about two hours in.

─── corpse husband x reader ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 2.2k ─── ❥ req: Here's one... You know those apps for delivery like Domino's or whatnot... What if reader is streaming Among Us with Corpse, and reader mentions they're hungry and Corpse offers to order them food, and readers like no no it's fine... Then there's delivery at the door (Corpse ordered beforehand) 

author’s note: fucky format is also back in town baby!!! also if you find any mistakes - no u didnt <3 thank u everyone for enjoying this story sm i literally cant believe how feral yall going strawberry cow was a nuclear explosion im still recovering tbh. got an ask a while ago and decided to incorporate it into myso. happy holidays everyone! myso will continue on monday!

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Indeed, being soft on any social media platform was the biggest disgrace and needed to be eliminated post haste. Moreover, it was a slippery slope - once you start flooding your timeline with cute imagery and heart emojis, what will stop you from posting inspirational Facebook quotes? Disgusting. If Rae were here, she would chide you (not you thinking about her as if she’s dead or something). For once in your life, you feel like you deserve it. 

Alas, you hope this little chaos you’ve caused is enough to throw everyone off. The stans, especially. You know the hashtags, you’ve seen ARMY scourging for info online with the same fervor and ruthlessness 1 Direction fans hacked airport security cameras just to spy on the boys. If you had any dirty secrets online, they are out to the public now - thankfully, besides the Harry Styles stan account (with edits and all), you have nothing. Though, now that you think about it, exposed nudes would have been better than your Punk!Harry edit receiving almost a million views. God, your life’s a fucking mess.

Your fans aren’t the only ones out for info - you, too, are trying to decipher Rae’s message. Code: Barbecue Sauce. The two of you had come up with it roughly two years ago, around the same time when you promised that if you didn’t find significant others by the time you’re 40, you’ll just marry each other. It was one of the many rules found in your friendship codex. Barbecue Sauce signifies information - an exchange of information. And depending on how it ends or begins (”So I’m sitting there” alludes to Rae, “On my titties” alludes to you), secret data on that person is given away, usually free of charge. 

But why? And to whom did Rae give away what? You had pestered her mercilessly and even sent some voice messages where you were crying. You were only crying because of a video of a grandpa smiling you saw on TikTok, but you are a snake, and so you put those tears to good use. If streaming doesn’t work out, you’ll just become an actress. Hollywood would love you. Your PR firm sure as fuck wouldn’t, though.

Rae was having none of it. She said you’ll figure it out eventually. Told you to channel your superior puzzle skills. You were quick to remind her that you can barely count to ten without having an aneurysm. Oddly serious, she admitted that she worries for you sometimes. Why only sometimes?! you demanded. She merely sighed. uttering under her breath something that sounded closely to “Boke.”

You leave her for barely a week and she’s already neck deep in the gay volleyball anime, hoodie and cardboard cutout and everything. Your life is falling apart.

But Brooklyn is nice. It had snowed when you stepped off of the plane. Thousands of snowflakes sprinkling into your hair, dotting your cheeks and nose. You missed this sight back in Cali. You missed your parents, too. 

Home cooked meals, old sweaters, your old room and about 40GB worth of old high school pictures on your computer. You went through them all one night. Some were stomach churning, cringe inducing nightmares. You were especially fond of those. Texted some of your friends that were still in Brooklyn, met up, decided to bake. Bad idea, Rae was the resident chef back in Cali. Besides laughing till your stomach hurt, and almost burning down your kitchen, nothing all that significant happened. Somewhere down the line, at about 3 am, half-way through a cheesy rom-com you had the overwhelming urge to text Corpse.

That’s where the problems really started. God, you missed California, missed being in the same timezone with a guy you hadn’t even met yet, how embarrassing is that?! You missed skating around and taking pictures of the beach in the setting sun, sending it to him, silently wishing he was with you to admire the view. 

You really want to call him. And to hang out with him. But for some reason, the thought of that springs up immediate anxiety and you shy away from asking. Him sending you cute good morning texts doesn’t help, either. Maybe it’s better he doesn’t know that you’re a blushing, stuttering mess each time you read “baby”. 

Late evening. Your stream is already set up, people are slowly trickling in and you greet them with a grin and a soft “Hello! Hi hi!”. You did your best to make your room a perfectly chaotic backdrop - led lights, an embarrassing amount of anime merch and plushies. You always try to balance out your weeb side by dressing hot as fuck for your streams - today’s inspiration just so happens to be egirls. Mostly because you watched one too many egirl make-up tutorials on TikTok, and also because you’ve been listening to Corpse’s song all day.

Yeah, no, who are you kidding, you dressed up this way because you were hoping Corpse was watching your stream. You didn’t forget your cat headphones, either. You know he likes them. You want to make him suffer. Perhaps then, finally, he will ask you out, so you wouldn’t have to.

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“I feel like,” You start when you put away your phone, staring idly at the chat, “I feel like I need a new name for you guys. Calling you guys after two years of streaming is just... weird, no? I also don’t respect men so I don’t want to call you guys. Like, so many creator’s have, like, a name for their fans. Uhm, Cody Ko has the chodesters, Kurtis Conner has, uh, folks? Kurtis Town? Citizens! Markiplier has mommy issues--” You can’t help snorting, “So, I’ve been, like, thinking - I know, shocking! - so I was thinking I’m gonna name you cockroaches. Because you’re grimy little shits impossible to kill. And also then I can use the legendary Minaj meme ROACHES!”

Your stream enthusiastically echoes ROACHES, making the chat swim. Yes, if anyone would enjoy such a name, it would be your audience. You’re as equally proud as you are disturbed.

“Well, anyway.” Leaning back into your chair, you throw your arms out with a bright grin, “Big dick is back in town, baby! If you noticed the backdrops different, it’s cuz I’m in Brooklyn now. Don’t ask me when I will return to Always Sunny, I don’t plan that far ahead.”

While Minecraft boots up, you decide to answer a few questions.

r u dating sykkuno?

You want to smack your head into the keyboard, but as it is, you can’t exactly afford a new one, so you refrain, “No, Sykkuno and I are not dating, we are just good friends. Uhm, I’m not sure how much I’ll have to repeat this, but, we really aren’t, so if the roaches could chill - Oh my God, that sounds so stupid, I love it - uh, yeah, if the roaches could chill that’d be great.”

the roaches lmao sounds like we’re a sports team

“Oh shit, yeah it does, uh-- maybe I can make like, jerseys or something. That’d be cool, I think.”

how disappointed are your parents with the way your life turned out?

“My parents are actually not disappointed at all!” You say with a cute little smile, “Uhm, they’re both really proud, actually. They’re glad I found something I love doing and made a job outta it. Dad finds my Youtube videos endearing. Yes, they watch pretty much all of my videos, unless I explicitly tell them not to. And yeah, with all the fucks and thirsting for anime characters. Uhm, it was very embarrassing at first, but I mean, after a while, shame just...doesn’t exist anymore, I guess? Funny thing about my parents, actually, when they watch my videos-” You eye catches a comment, “Oh! No, they only watch my Youtube videos. They don’t know how to use Twitter, thank God. Uhm, anyway-- when they hear a name they don’t know, like, I dunno, Dabi, or something, they google--” You’re grinning by now, eyes crinkling, giggling softly, “--who that is, and buy me like, merch and stuff. It’s really cute. 

can i be adopted by ur parents plz

will you and corpse ever collab?!

You were about to answer, though the man of the hour himself decides to do it for you.

Corpse_Husband: yes.

Okay, not to say your heart skipped a beat, but it totally did. With a pleased smile, you nod, like one of those bobble head toys sold at the dollar store. The motion is oddly reminiscent of Sykkuno’s own nod. Perhaps you had picked it up from him. The chat seems to notice.

pack it up, sykkuno

More questions pile about this mysterious collab you and Corpse are planning. Yeah, you’d like to hear more about it, too, since he single highhandedly decided one was happening right now. Corpse remains silent. Fine, keep your secrets. 

“Okay, guys, oh, I mean, roaches, Oh my God--” You’re covering your mouth, giggling, “-calling all roaches, calling all roaches, calm down. Everyone grab a snack and a blanket I’m turning up the music volume so we can all chill. Entering chill zone. Entering chill zone. Roaches, prepare.”

we are prepared

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An hour or so passes and you grow hungry. It shows with the amount of cakes you had baked in your server. Currently, you find yourself throwing eggs at the wall of one of the renovated houses, your face scrunched in concentration and slight frustration. 24 of the 50 eggs have been wasted. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some chicks around here?” you had uttered under your breath, until, finally, a screech - the egg finally spawns a mob. Your mouth falls open, “Aww, look!” You approach it, so small, walking in zigzags beside you, “It’s a baby chicken! Die, bitch.” The baby chicken is no more as you swing your bedazzled (you have mods) diamond sword. You’re cackling by the time the dust settles.

y/n is a child murderer

“Roaches,” You address your fan-base, spurring another fit of laughter - you can’t get over the name, “I think I’m like, forgetting that eating in Minecraft won’t actually make less hungry in real life.”

take a break and go eat queen <3

“Fuck no, we starve and die like men. Now I actually really need another chicken.”

Another twenty minutes trickle by and you’re trying to lure back a panda from the jungle when there’s a knock on your bedroom’s door. Whipping your head to the side, you slide down your headphones. At the same time, your mom pokes her head through the ajar door, “MOM!” You scream, “Get OUT of my room I’m playing Minecraft!” But your yell has no actual bite to it, as you don’t manage to hide your smile. Your mom laughs, doing some sort of sign language and motioning for you to follow her with her head. That or it’s some sort of performative dance. 

“I’m live right now,” You tell her, pointing at your screen. She knows this already, though, “do you want to say hi?” 

The roaches spam the chat with friendly hellos. You mom, quite impatient now, waves you over. 

“Sorry, roaches, mom needs something. Be back in a bit!”

Stopping the stream, you rush out of your seat and pleased she slinks into the hallway. “What’s this about?”

“Your pizza came.”

“My what now?” You echo, confused.

“Domino’s. You ordered pizza?”

“What? No? I was busy with the stream, I never--”

Thankfully, you had managed to grab your phone from your room before you exited. You almost choke on spit once you read the messages.

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You decide that it’ll be impossible to stream after experiencing what you had just experienced. You tweet out a quick apology to the roaches (God, that fucking name) and say that you had a breakdown but you’re okay. That is as a close to the truth as you managed to muster. It’s a sad sight, chewing and crying; your mom winced when she saw your state - disheveled hair and rundown eyeliner and everything. “D’aww,” She had muttered, caressing the top of your head, “don’t cry my little raccoon.”

If anyone was ever to ask you where did your chaotic nature come from, you’d answer with my mom. To make yourself feel better, you took a selfie - duck face and peace sign and the horrible 2000′s angle. Sent it to Rae. 

looking hot, her message read. 

thanks, was all you replied with.

You couldn’t just leave things as they were. Once you calmed down, you wanted to text Corpse, but how would you follow up the ungodly caps lock and screeching? Impossible. An idea sprung to mind, one that was brave. Taking the first step.

Instead of sending a text, you sent a voice memo.

“Thank you for the pizza, it was delicious.”

You voice still sounded a bit raspy. His reply was instant. Your heart skipped a beat. He sent a voice memo back.

“Glad you liked it, baby.”

He was going to be the death of you.

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