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dontexpectmuch · 1 year

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hi!! firstly i just wanna let u know how much i love ur posts, you’re very talented n i enjoy ur work a lot !! id like to req a post about how jude would be when taking care of his s/o when they’re ill (i’m sick rn and its all ive been able to think about today lol) tysm in advance !! take care <3

you tiptoed quietly out of your room, trying your best to avoid drawing any attention to your movements. it felt like walking in a lion’s den, any noise and you’d immediately be noticed.

your eyelids felt heavy, your throat was itchy and your nose was stuffed, but you really wanted to make yourself some tea with honey and maybe grab some snacks. you were supposed to rest, drinking loads of water and staying in bed, but you really wanted to finish your essay, feeling restless at the thought of the deadline nearing.

“what are you doing?” a stern voice appeared from behind you, your plan of staying unnoticed going down the drain.

halting your movements, you turn around with a sheepish smile on your tired face, looking at your boyfriend whose body leaned against the kitchen doors frame. “hey, jude.” you greet him, eyes never leaving his face as he steps closer to you, arms on each side of your body, kind of caging you between the kitchen counter and his body.

“so?” he questioned again, tilting his head. his gaze was quite intense, you note, feeling nervous at his closeness.

“i wanted to drink some tea?” your answer sounded more like a question, fidgeting with your fingers and lowering your gaze to avoid his.

jude clears his throat, leaning back and crossing his arms infront of his chest, his eyebrows were drawn together, “babe!” he begins, voice laced with frustration, “i told you to tell me! you gotta rest, y’know.”

“but, jude, c’mon i’m bored! laying all day in bed with nothing to do exhausts me more than working.” you argue back, hands dancing around the air as if to highlight your point better.

“mum told me you need to rest.” jude reasons, grabbing your shoulders to lead you back to your bedroom, hands slightly massaging your tense muscles while he was at it. “i’ll get you your tea, babe.”

rolling your eyes, you sit down on your bed and look up at your boyfriend. he seemed pretty serious about his job as your caretaker, going as far as to ask his mum about how to take care of you, looking up recipes for all different kinds of soups and refusing to let you do any work, insisting that you should be resting as much as you could.

“shouldn’t you be at training?” you ask, leaning back on your hands, watching as jude lits up some candles that were in your room, mumbling something about setting the mood right.

“told them that there’s an emergency.” he replied, smiling at you. “can’t let my baby be all alone at time like this.” he comes up to you again, leaning down to press a soft kiss on your forehead.

“jude, that’s too much! you can’t skip practice because of this.” you scold him, face showing your disapproval clearly, “‘ts not even serious, just a mild cold.” shaking your head, you get up and walk to your desk to grab your laptop.

jude watches you, eyes narrowed, as you walk back to your bed and lean your back against your many pillows. “what are you doing?”

“working on my essay.” you shrugged. if you can’t do anything at all, you might just finish that annoying essay.

“nah, put that back, babe.” jude moves to take your laptop away, but you act fast and turn your back facing him, shielding your laptop from his hands.

“jude, please.” you plead, sighing. jude stemmed his hands on his hips, looking at you before he also sighed.

“fine, but you’re not leavin’ this room, ‘m bein’ serious.” he comes to a decision, watching you as you happily nod.

as you continued your work, jude went back to the kitchen to make you some tea and get you your snacks, talking to his mum on the phone at the same time to complain about your behavior, hoping she’d back his point up, to no avail, though, as she also believes that jude is slightly exaggerating.

you giggled at the sight of jude concentrating on bringing your tea, beverage filled up to the brim. he looked really cute and made you feel grateful for his presence and concern for your well-being.

“you’d make a good house-husband, you know?” you point out as he cleans up your desk.

“oh, shut up.”

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i like y’all or wtv 🙄

#football one shot #football x reader #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x you #x reader #jude bellingham fluff #football

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calicocatsarecute · 2 months

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Hey y’all welcome back to one of fics! It’s lee! Lute ( bc I may be obsessed with her being completely weak to tickles ) enjoy!

Description: Lute is having a bad day. She’s slower and more sloppy in her movements. Adam notices this and decides to give her some “endurance training”.

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Adam’s crew had just finished a section of training. Extermination was in about 8 months. Adam could see that almost everyone was there, everyone except…

“Sorry I’m late sir!”

Think of her and she shall appear. Lute was his best soldier. She was speedy and aggressive. But something was off about her today.

“It’s fine Lute, just hop in when you’re ready.” Adam said still eyeing the uneasy angel.

As training went on Lute seemed even more off somehow. Her limbs were fatigued and her strength wasn’t the same as it usually is. Lute seemed tired even. Adam worries about all of his soldiers but someone as strong as Lute, seeming to crumble under some sort of pressure! It made Adam worry even more.

Soon enough it was time to send everyone back home for the day. But Lute, her expression was saddening to see.

“Hey Lute! Come over here, will ya?”

“Yes sir!” Lute answered and flew over almost immediately.

“What’s wrong with you today? You’re not yourself.” Adam worries deepened as he saw the girl avoid his gaze.

“I-I’m fine sir, really. Just feel a bit sick today.” Lute tried to put on her best smile, but it ended up frumpy.

Adam sighed but he wouldn’t give up until he saw his friend show a real smile.

“Alright well if it’s not a burden for you; would mind staying a bit longer for extra “endurance” training?” Adam had to fight back a smile himself as he said those words.

“Of course I can a bit longer! Please instruct me on what to do.” Lute said, straightening her stance.

“Alright, I need you to lift your arms up.”

Lute did as she was told. Even if she was confused by it.

“Great now, whatever you do, don’t let them go down.” Adam now smirked a bit as his hands crept towards the girl.

“EEK!”

Lute almost brought her arms down to cover her mouth, but she remembered the instructions.

“Sihihir!”

“Yes Lute? You ticklish?” Adam almost laughed along with her.

“Ihihihit tihi- AH! Nohohoho!” Lute giggled helplessly as her ribs were tickled.

“Tickle tickle tickle! Keep those arms up~!” Adam teased.

The man knew all of his soldiers’ weaknesses, almost all of them to tickling. Lute was no exception, tickling always got her giggling and squirmy. Of course all of her terrible spots were told to him by her “special someone”.

“Ahadam, sihihir! Thihis ihisn’t thehe traditio-NAHAHAL!” Lute squealed as her boss brought one of his wings to her ears.

“Looks like that girl of yours was right! This IS a bad spot for ya!” Adam’s grin somehow got bigger. “And, this is a type of training I made specially for you!”

“STAHAHAP STAHAHAP! IHIHI’M BEHETTER IHIHI’M BEHETTER!”

“Alright fine, guess you’ve had enough.”

And with that, Lute was released. She immediately dropped to the ground, cupping her ears.

“Did I go too far?” Adam asked patting his soldier’s back.

Lute shook her head as should stood up. “Guess I’ll see you tomorrow sir.” She said waving goodbye.

“See ya tomorrow Danger T!ts!”

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Lute walked through the door of her front door.

“Is everything alright dear? You’re late.” A voice stated.

“Yes Liz, I’m fine. Adam just wanted to see me smile that’s all.” Lute reassured the girl. “But, did you have to tell him about my ears?”

“Sorry about that! He asked me about them.” She answered back. “But you know I love you, and your sensitive parts!”

Lute sat next to her. “Yeah I know.”

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Sorry for the bit of self-shipping at the end! Anyways hope you all enjoyed this

#hazbin hotel tickle #hazbin hotel tickles #hazbin hotel tickling #lee!lute #ler!adam #self shipping

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pineapplerightsideupcake · 3 months

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I normally like Megan Murphy’s analysis (she’s a podcaster/writer who fights against the trans stuff and prostitution, etc.) but I’m surprised at her recent article calling Taylor swift boring and dumb, etc. I don’t even disagree w her analysis about her despite liking a few Taylor songs myself. The article just feels so weird considering the recent events concerning Taylor swift. Like ik she doesn’t call herself a feminist anymore but can’t she see how bad timing that article is..? Anyway she only made it so paid subscribers can comment bc ppl were calling her out I think (not fully sure tho). Was wondering your thoughts on why women are claiming the hate train ESPECIALLY at this time. I’m tired of it. Honestly had this article been written a month ago I would’ve have blinked. Now it just feels wrong.

People that don’t like (or even hate) Taylor Swifts music: totally fine

People that don’t care about TS: normal and fine

People that don’t like Taylor Swift the woman who’s worst crime is being a bit dramatic (she’s an artist folks): internalized misogyny/not like other girls shit

The only things I’ve ever heard her criticized for are

1) lies/misinformation

2) shit other artists/musicians (especially male ones) don’t also do, often to a far greater extent

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melancholystrawberrie · 2 years

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I took a bus yesterday to get home from school to fix my sh!ts. That university is my dream but I ended up dropping all of the subjects because I am having a trouble managing my time because of my full-time job that I really need. I stopped myself to cry at the bus, good thing, I am wearing sunglasses because I am wearing contacts and it’s 12noon in a tropical country!! I can’t feel anything. I just want to cry but that’s not the best time to cry. I don’t feel sad, I don’t feel my heart aching, I do not regret to leave school as well.. I just feel that I want to cry and scream. My boyfriend is currently on training in military at the US. We do not have a conversation since he started training. He can message me when their drill sergeant allow them to use their phone on sundays. He sent me letters, some scheduled emails and replies to my chats to tell me how much he loves me even thou he only have 5 minutes to use his phone and call his mom. I don’t know what’s wrong. I don’t have a gut feel that somehow my bf is cheating on me. I don’t know my problem. I just wanna cry cos maybe I’m tired. But I know that I need someone to talk to but I don’t want to bother anyone cos I know that all my friends have too much on their plate like I do.

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bubbledumbbinch · 3 years

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Hi! I just found your blog and I want to say that I Love!your! writing! Can I request some headcanons for Yandere Malleus and Jamil (seperately) x fem reader with Somnophilia? Thank you(✿^‿^)

Hello!!! Aaaah, thank you so much, lovely!! I’m so glad you enjoy it! I will try to make this to your liking~ 😘💕

A/N: this piece of writing is strictly 18+. Minors Do Not Interact.

WARNINGS: somnophilia , dubcon/noncon elements

Pairing: Yan! Malleus x fem!Reader, Yan! Jamil x fem!Reader

NSFW under the cut!

Yandere!Malleus Draconia x Fem! Reader

Malleus would probably be up late again on one of his nightly strolls, when he decided to pay his child of man a visit.

The fae would sit outside on a tree that would have a perfect view of your bedroom! And what more, his favorite human had left the window slightly ajar with the curtains open - perfect for him to be able to sneak a peek at your small form. It was like you wanted him to find you like this! Though, looking on from a distance isn’t enough for him.

Malleus slips into the window quietly to get a better view of your face. You were quite adorable, face resting peacefully, your steady breaths, the way your breasts moved up and down with your breathing - oh, he was starting to feel his pants tightening.

The fae prince was absolutely entranced by you - even while sleeping. However, he was distracted by another form in your bed. A small monster known as “Grim”, was starting to stir in his sleep due to Malleus’s powerful aura.

Malleus decided to take matters into his own hands and took your sleeping form from the bed and transported back to his dorm room, leaving the small monster behind.

When the horned fae returns, he sets your body on his bed and immediately begins to touch you. His long fingers work to remove your sleeping clothes, and he chuckles darkly when he sees you’re not wearing anything to cover your breasts. The lack of your shirt now letting the cool air make your nipples perk.

Taking this as an invitation for your body to be touched, Malleus licks a long stripe of saliva up your chest, the tip of his tongue focusing on one of your nipples. He then trails his fingers down to your clothed pussy, noting how his mere touch makes your sleeping form writhe and moan.

The moonlight illuminates your body which now glistened with the fae’s saliva which lingered on your chest, neck, and thighs.

Since you were not awake to see Malleus doing these perverse actions, he would let more draconic features be visible, like his tail, some scales, and his longer tongue.

When you finally stir awake, your eyes were a bit blurry when you notice striking green eyes and a horned prince lapping at your tight cunt.

“Ts-Tsunotarou..?” You said groggily. You weren’t in your room, but in a darker one, in a large bed with your fae friend between your legs. He was groping your breast while rolling a nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, and his tongue was teasing your clit. You gasped as he did this, troubled by confusion and pleasure.

“H-hey, Tsunotarou, no..! What are you do- hnnnh~!” You moaned when he suddenly inserted a finger on his free hand in your dripping pussy. Since when were you wet?! “Oya, my dear child of man… to think you would look so innocently sweet in your sleep… it seems like you wanted me to find you like that so I could whisk you away, no? Don’t worry…” Malleus licked his lips of your juices. “I’ll satisfy your needs the way you wanted me to… I won’t deny your body of what it wants..!” As Malleus brought another finger into your hole you couldn’t help but whimper in sinful bliss as he scissored a certain spot with his fingers as he used his thumb to rub your clit vigorously.

Yandere!Jamil Viper x Fem! Reader

Kalim had invited you over to Scarabia for a fun and lively feast! After many drinks, delicious food, and TONS of dancing, it was no lie to say you were tired out. The other dorm members had retired to their rooms already, including Kalim. Jamil was cleaning up the common room after the party had ended when he noticed you passed out in the common room, Grim nowhere in sight.

Jamil sighed and furrowed his brows. Were you not concerned where and when you fell asleep? He would definitely lecture you about it later. Right now, he would appreciate the way your steadily breathing body looked in the moonlight that shone in through the open area of the common room.

Jamil often wondered what your body would feel like in his touch. Were you sensitive? Did you like rough hands on you? Jamil always figured he would never find out - Kalim’s bright demeanor always took your attention away from his seemingly humble servant who always stood in the shadows. His train of thought was interrupted by a moan that escaped your lips as you shifted to your side.

Jamil would panic thinking he was caught but calm once he saw you still snoring. The suggestive sound replayed in his mind and soon he felt his blood rushing to his dick. Jamil wanted to hear more sounds from you.

Carefully, he would lay on his side in front of your sleeping form and unbutton your dress shirt. Slipping his fingers into your bra, Jamil felt how the cool Scarabia night air made your nipples harden. He brushed his fingers over them, making you shift your thighs together for friction.

Great Seven, Jamil loved your thighs. The idea of seeing them bare was overtaking his mind as he pulled your pants and underwear down. He lightly grazed calloused fingers over your naked bottom half. Jamil watched your face contort with pleasure as he touched you, surprised you still didn’t wake under his ministrations.

He slipped his fingers down to your clit and rubbed it steadily, feeling wetness starting to pool onto his fingers as your breathing started becoming louder.

He couldn’t take it anymore. Jamil needed to feel you, needed you on his cock. Silently, he undid his belt and pants, fishing out his precum covered cock and giving it a few pumps. Jamil maneuvered his member between your thighs and right underneath your wet pussy. This possibly wouldn’t hurt, right? He wasn’t going to go inside you, at least not tonight. He had to be careful, or else one wrong thrust could have his thick cock spear your cunt.

Jamil thrusted himself between your thighs, unable to hide his moans. As he grabbed your ass to control your body, you finally woke to find the raven haired man thrusting his cock between your legs, staring intently at you, cheeks dusted with pink as he moaned right into your face.

“Jamil! Aanh- What are you- MMPH~!” You were about to yell when he cut you off with his lips sloppily moving against your own. Every moan you planned on releasing were being taken into his mouth, tongue moving hard against yours winning dominance in your wet cavern. You felt violated yet, why did it feel so good?

You could feel your body building up a familiar heat as Jamil thrusted into your legs, simultaneously stroking your clit with each movement. As Jamil had a strong hold on your butt to keep you from pulling away, you had no choice but to throw your arms around his neck to keep yourself grounded. Noticing your compliance, Jamil pulled away from your mouth and his eyes fixated on yours. “Haaah~ Y/N… I’ve wanted you like this for so long, so don’t be afraid… let go of your hesitation and let’s cum together..!”

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mi-ts · 3 years

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PILLARS

HEADCANONS

FLUFF ( ☁️ )

GENDER NEUTRAL READER

| GIYUU TOMIOKA

> can be little spoon or big spoon

> prefers being big spoon , so he knows that you’re there with him and not gone

> mainly because he’s lost a lot of friends and family , he’s traumatised

> likes placing his hands on your stomach , and you putting your hands on top of his , keeps him grounded

| SHINOBU KOCHO

> doesn’t like being big spoon , so she’s the little spoon

> mainly because she’s pretty small , and it’d be awkward if she were to try and spoon you

> she also likes being embraced by you , gives her a nice feeling

> sometimes she has nightmares about her sister and such , please try to comfort her if this does happen

| KYOJURO RENGOKU

> this guy radiates big spoon energy

> you can’t tell me otherwise

> loves feeling you against him

> plus he sees it as a way of somewhat bonding

> plus he’s an affectionate guy in general , specially when he’s sleepy / tired

> it’s what I’d like to think anyway

| TENGEN UZUI

> this flamboyant man is def a big spoon , change my mind 😤

> not only that , but he has 3 wives . I’d like to think that they all have a spoon train 😂

> if you want to spoon with his wives as well , go ahead , they have nothing against it

> you all enjoy the comfort and warmth of spooning each other

> however , if you don’t want to spoon with his wives + himself for whatever reason , that’s also totally fine , they’re understanding people :)

| MUICHIRO TOKITO

> doesn’t really like being big spoon , prefers being small spoon

> likes feeling you wrap your arms around him , makes him feel fuzzy , a good sort that is :)

> likes it when you kiss his neck / cheek / head wherever you can think of

> sometimes he’ll shuffle back against you unconsciously , which is pretty cute to see

| OBANAI IGURO

> downright refuses to be the big spoon , it’s a must that he’s the little spoon

> why ? because he’s practically the definition of ‘ touch starved ’ , mainly due to his past

> and he’s pretty short so it’s easier for him to be the small spoon

> likes the feeling of you embracing him , makes him feel slightly giddy

> once he trusts you enough , he’ll take off his bandages whilst you guys sleep

| KANROJI MITSURI

> she goes either way , not rlly fussy about wether she’s big or little spoon tbh

> as long as you’re happy , then she’s happy

> wanna be little spoon ? she’ll gladly be the big spoon . wanna be the big spoon ? right , she’ll get right into bed and allow you to embrace her

> likes it when you snuggle up against her

| GYOMEI HIMEJIMA

> have you seen this guy ??

> guy’s m a s s i v e

> he is definitely , without a doubt , always the big spoon

> he likes the feeling of your body against his , makes him feel like he’s somewhat protecting you

> if his hands wander places , tell him if he’s making you uncomfortable . he doesn’t mean to , it’s just that he’s blind so he can’t really see where his hands are , so please help him out and tell him where you’re comfortable for him to touch

| SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

> big spoon

> he’s never going to be the little spoon , no matter what . you won’t be able to convince him to be little spoon

> kind of like tanjiro , his big brother instincts somewhat take place whenever he’s with you , because he wants to protect you with every fibre of his being

> sometimes he’ll just watch you sleep , not creepily tho , he just can’t get to sleep really easily , and he likes seeing your relaxed peaceful face

AUTHORS NOTE

apologies in advance if this seems pretty short or something , it’s not really meant to be long in the first place , I’m just gonna make this series short but sweet .

thank you in general for reading this ! re-blogs and likes are very appreciated ! I do in fact take constructive criticism , feel free to give some to me off or on anon , I don’t mind 💕

©️ all content belongs to mi-ts , please don’t modify or repost

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a-dusty-emerald · 3 years

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Crimson Cuddles: Draco x Reader /Fluff

Just a fluff story for your morning Draco x Y/n comfort. (From my Wattpad story)

Crimson Cuddles: In other words, you get your period. _____________________________________________

Draco was tapping his quill on the edge of his desk annoyed, his eyes rolling at each sentence coming out of Professor Babbling's mouth (Ancient runes Prof.). He never cared for this class, he knew what he had to know.

He huffed at Granger's hand that was fluttering up high at each and every question.

'Does this girl snort cocaine every morning?' He thought. The know-it-all bubbly energy of the muggleborn Gryffindor at 8am only added to his temper.

However, the root of his issue was that his girlfriend, Y/n, was nowhere in sight. Class was almost over, so Draco guessed she overslept. She always was such a night-owl either way, so she must have stayed up till late. She rarely missed classes though. He didn't want to drag her to class himself just because she was not being responsible, though.

'I have told her so many times to train her owl to wake her up each morning. Unbelieveable.' He huffed again.

Thankfully Ancient Runes were finally over. Next class was Potions, Y/n's favourite subject. He had a smug look as he took his time going to class. He could already imagine the disheveled look on her face that she actually missed a class, and maybe, maayyybe, he could get her to train the bloody owl.

As he strutted confidently to the Potion's class, he lifted his eyes from his robe to his and Y/n's desk. His smirk fell.

'Where the fuck is she?' He thought. Y/n would not miss potions just for the sake of it. He had to physically detain her from going to class with a high fever a year ago. And then, it dawned on him. 'She must be sick.'

He turned on his heel to go check on her, bumping to Snape who was right behind him. He eyed him, an eyebrow raised at the platinum haired boy.

"Pardon me, Professor." He said coldly and sat on his desk.

Potions were boring for once. Draco had no one to nag him, no one to talk to. As soon as class ended, he said to Blaise that he would catch up later at dinner and sprinted towards the Slytherin's female dormitories.

Pansy had walked out of the entrance just now, and Draco ran to actually manage to get through the door. He walked towards Y/n's room, not knowing what's wrong. He lightly knocked on her door.

He heard a muffled familiar voice speak: "Pansy, I told you already, I don't care which bra you pick." Draco stiffled a laugh, biting his cheek. "Fine then, I'll wear the lacy one" he mimicked Pansy's voice. He heard his girlfriend softly laugh, understanding who she was speaking to. "You can come in, Draco" he heard the muffled voice again.

Draco opened the door slowly, his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. Has she not been out of bed yet? It was past 10am now. "Darling?"

"Yes?" Y/n's small voice was heard from under the fluffy covers. Draco suppressed a short laugh and sat at the edge of her bed.

"You alright?"

Y/n's head finally emerged from the covers and draco got a good look of her. Her skin seemed pale, her eyes tired and her hair was a mess. Y/n looked at draco, who might have been smirking at her state, but she saw a glint of worry in his eyes.

"I'm fine" she finally spoke. Draco said nothing, only leaned backwards and crossed his arms on his chest, a blonde eyebrow reaching higher than his hairline - or so it seemed. He was not satisfied with the answer. After a prolonged silence, he huffed and spoke again.

"Sure you are darling. Peachy as ever." He smirked again at her inability to lie to him.

"...What I meant is I am not ill. I'm on my period, I don't feel great. Quite bad actually. Didn't wanna bother you", she said as she slumped back into the covers, closing her eyes again.

His smirk fell. For the jackass he could be, he knew quite a few things about periods, Narcissa had informed him from a young age about the basics. He would never be insensitive to his girl, of all people. He had her 'female issue' supplies in his room as well, in case she stayed over.

"Your wellbeing is not bothering me. Do you need anything?"

He saw her eyes glimmer, peaking through the covers. "Can I come to your room? I want to take a shower and cuddle. Have left my conditioner at yours as well." She said.

"Sure, come on, lets get to my room." He threw the covers off her in one motion, and she shivered, her source of heat violently being taken from her. She was crouched in a fetal position, her hands pressed on her lower abdomen. She hissed in pain, as she felt a horrible cramp passing through her.

Draco frowned. He hated seeing her in pain. He inched closer to her to cuddle her, but Y/n was determined to get out of bed.

"No no, later. I need to get up. It's not doing me any good. I need to shower." She muttered as she forced herself out of bed, threw a cardigan over her pyjamas,put her hair in a quick ponytail to hide the frizziness and made her way to the boy's dormitories, clutching Draco's arm along the way.

Once she got in the -much bigger and fancier- room, she immediately locked herself in the bathroom, stripping out her silky pyjamas and hopping in the shower. She let the hot water relax her muscles,the steam putting her in a drowsy state. As she lathered her coconut shampoo in her hair and reached for her boyfriend's body wash, green apple scented, she silently laughed on his obsession with green apples, when she heard of him outside the door.

"Imma make us some tea. Alright?" "Sure!" She spoke as loudly as she could, in order to be heard over the sound of the water.

Stepping out of the shower, she found a pair of clean underwear waiting for her next to a brand new box of tampons and smiled.

'If only Blaise would see Draco making her tea and providing her tampons, he would tease him for eternity' she smirked, giggling to herself. Blaise was her best friend, telling him a few details of his oh-so-rare soft side would give him enough teasing opportunities for the whole semester. Draco's well known soft spot was her, he always had his stone cold persona around the guys and Blaise was always ready to hear stories that prove a point they all knew; the platinum haired boy was nowhere near emotionless or insensitive.

Draco opened his room's door carefully holding 2 mugs of hot tea, finding a more relaxed, but still in insufferable pain Y/n. She was wearing one of his hoodies and some high knee warm fuzzy socks, and he could not control the smile that crept over his lips.

"What?" Y/n said curiously, seeing him smiling at her. "Love it when you're wearing my clothes. You are honestly so cute". Y/n slightly blushed and faced the other way.

Draco made his way to bed, handing her her mug. He took a sip and spoke "I read tea is good for the pain. Warmth in general. So if you want to cuddle my hot as fuck body, understandable. It's available."

"Oh is it?" Y/n jokinly answered, her eyebrow raised playfully.

"Yup" he said. "Do not take it for granted though. Other women will be qeueing for the Malfoy cuddling experience later today." He smirked.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy," Y/n said calmly. "I will castrate you and send your balls to your oh-so-friendly father, letting him know his lineage is lost forever".

Draco was audibly laughing, while his arm cradled Y/n's small body. Her face suddently went from a teasing expression to a scrunched up, pained one.

He frowned again. If he could take some of the pain, he would. "Another cramp?"

He heard a muffled nod from Y/n's head on his shoulder, and pressed a few kisses on her exposed neck, his arms hugging her even closer to him. His fingers snaked their way under her shirt and pressed in her lower abdomen, slowly massaging the area. He heard a shruddered breath come out of her, and didn't know if it was a good or a bad thing, continuing nevertheless. He stopped however, when he felt dampness on his neck. He pulled himself back to look at her. She had been crying.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked full of worry. "Sorry if I did, thought it would be better-"

Y/n furiously shook her head. "No, I'm just in a lot of pain, got a bit emotional that you are taking care of me. Stupid hormones..." Y/n mumbled, her face flushed.

Draco smiled and wiped her tear away. "Shhh, 'ts alright darling. Come here." He pulled her back in their previous position.

"Please continue whatever magic you were doing. Your fingers are proven to be magical today."

"I think you knew that beforehand, darling."

She could practically HEAR the smirk, so she smacked him lightly in his shoulder, as Draco showered her with kisses. He opened a box near his bed, getting a chocolate frog out and giving it to Y/n.

"Thank you." She smiled at him, and pressed a sweet peck at his lips.

As soon as she ate it, he removed one of his hands from her abdomen and grabbed his mug to finish the last bit of tea that was left. Placing the mug back, he felt her head in his chest getting heavier. She was drifting off to sleep, painfree, feeling relaxed in his embrace, and Draco was sure this image alone could let him cast a Patronus if he tried.

The next day, Blaise teased the fuck out of Draco as he huffed annoyed. He should have never let them be friends.

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ahtsumu · 4 years

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-ˏˋ hq masterlist ˊˎ-

last updated: 21 of march, 2021

R E Q U E S T S

are CLOSED and taken as suggestions!

K E Y

[ hcs ] headcanons ; [ im ] imagine ; [ sr ] series ; [ ch ] chaptered ; [ msc ] miscellaneous ;

[ r ] requested ; [ ts ] timestamp

☂ angst ; ♡ fluff

you can also find me as vogonpoetry on ao3!

M I S C. D R A B B L E S / H C S

#flo goes!

vibes

synopsis: a song and a moment between just you and your man.

K A R A S U N O

–– daichi sawamura

[ hcs ] his type

–– kageyama tobio

[ ts ] 7:32 AM ♡

N E K O M A

–– kuroo tetsurou

[ hcs ] ceo!kuroo x personal assistant!reader ♡

[ ts ] 11:59 PM ♡

[ sr-hcs ] idiosyncrasies ; haikyuu!! college!au hcs

[ im ] the mystery of love ♡

synopsis: kuroo tetsurou does not believe in soulmates. he believes in science, himself, and sometimes other people. but that doesn’t mean he can’t believe in love.

[ hcs ] his type

A O B A J O H S A I

–– oikawa tooru

[ im ] 目送 ☂♡

synopsis: you spend a lifetime watching him go, sometimes with your stomach tied in knots, sometimes with tears in your eyes, but always with love.

[ r-hcs ] slow dancing ♡

[ r-hcs ] childhood crush!reader being asked out by another ☂

[ ts ] 2:03 PM ♡

[ ch ] thaw ☂♡

synopsis: one-time new york times bestselling author you (24) are suffering from a debilitating case of writer’s block. two-time olympic figure skating gold medallist oikawa tooru (26) is secretly falling out of love with the sport and apart on the inside as he trains for the ISU grand prix. paths cross, personalities clash, things go wrong. and most importantly, love blossoms. (in more ways than one.)

[ hcs ] his type

[ s-ts ] 5:3666 AM ♡

[ s-ts ] 4:44 PM ♡

–– iwaizumi hajime

[ r-hcs ] childhood crush!reader being asked out by another ☂

–– hanamaki takahiro

[ hcs ] his type

S H I R A T O R I Z A W A

–– tendou satori

[ hcs ] as your boyfriend ♡

[ r-im ] the grey area ☂♡

synopsis: tendou thinks you need to live a little. you think he’s the devil incarnate.

[ ts ] 10:33 AM ♡

–– ushijima wakatoshi

[ ts ] 11:03 PM ♡

[ im ] again and again and again ☂♡

synopsis: every august 13th, a void opens in your chest. the universe is one sick bastard.

[ ts ] 10:02 PM ♡

I N A R I Z A K I

–– miya atsumu

[ r-hcs ] slow dancing ♡

[ im ] atsumu: 1, kevin: 0 ♡

synopsis: miya atsumu realises that he’s tired of keeping your relationship “low-key” with a little help from an overzealous fanboy.

[ im ] miss me? ☂♡

synopsis: with you gone, maybe he does need memories.

[ hcs ] college!au hc-dump ♡

[ hcs ] hot things miya atsumu does

[ sr-hcs ] idiosyncrasies ; haikyuu!! college!au hcs

[ im ] boxer!miya atsumu ♡

[ im ] even if happy is him (i’m happy for you) ☂

synopsis: you break miya atsumu’s heart and get yourself engaged to oikawa tooru.

[ hcs ] his type

[ hcs ] what he smells like

[ im ] cupid’s chokehold ♡

–– miya osamu

[ im ] long shots ♡

synopsis: miya osamu is the teacher’s assistant for food chemistry i. you can’t stop thinking about him.

[ hcs ] his type

[ im ] vignettes from a simple and good life ♡

synopsis: a year in review.

–– suna rintarou

[ hcs ] hot things suna rintarou does

–– kita shinsuke

[ hcs ] his type

F U K U R O D A N I

–– akaashi keiji

[ r-hcs ] slow dancing ♡

[ r-hcs ] childhood crush!reader being asked out by another ☂

[ ts ] 9:05 AM ♡

O T H E R

–– sakusa kiyoomi

[ ts ] 12:10 AM ♡

[ hcs ] his type

[ im ] pictures of you ♡

–– daishou suguru

[ r-hcs ] his type

M U L T I

[ msc ] what your haikyuu!! fave says about you

[ hcs ] how the haikyuu boys fall in love ♡

[ hcs ] the haikyuu boys as asian fuckboys

[ hcs ] the haikyuu boys as “kissing my best friend” tiktoks ♡

[ hcs ] clothes shopping with the haikyuu boys ♡

[ hcs ] insecurities

[ hcs ] the voicemail he leaves you after you break up with him

[ hcs ] one thing you’re getting from your haikyuu man for christmas pt. 1

[ hcs ] one thing you’re getting from your haikyuu man for christmas pt. 2

[ msc ] what type bitch you are based on your haikyuu man

[ r-hcs ] most likely to braid his gf’s hair successfully

E V E N T S

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cOuNtRy BoY i LoVe YoUuU (collab)

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colehasapen · 4 years

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(ONE SHOT) cetar STAR WARS

When Cody was young, there were only two people that could make him feel safe. If there was any time that Cody was afraid he’d seek out one or the other if he needed comfort. They weren’t soft and gentle like Ponds or Bly were, ready with warm encouragement and liberal hugs, but they were safe. They were a firm, steady presence. Cody would crawl into their pods on those stormy nights when every sound made him fear that the Longnecks were coming to take him away, or think that Priest would steal him away for more ‘training’ . He would always feel safer tucked under Wolffe’s arm or curled up against Fox’s spine.

He had known, deep down, that neither of them would be able to stop either of Cody’s fears from coming true if they did come for him, but just having them near whenever those fears rose like waves and threatened to drown him. They made Cody feel like he could weather any storm. He felt warm and protected, and like he could face anything.

As the years passed, those illusions of safety were steadily stripped away, and Cody was forced to face the fact that his older brothers couldn’t protect him. He learned the hard way that he would never be safe - he was a clone, and if Priest and Reau wanted to throw him into their fighting rings, to display him in their blood sports where only the strongest survived, not even Wolffe’s ferocious desire to protect, or Fox’s compulsion to guard could keep them away from him. They couldn’t protect him, they couldn’t even protect themselves - but it didn’t stop him from relaxing in their presence, no matter how distant they were forced to grow as the years passed and they were assigned to different corners of the galaxy. He would still breathe easier whenever he could get away with being in the presence of one or the other, feeling like he were a cadet again, safe and secure while his brothers are a warm shield next to him. They’re no longer the boys they had been - they’re so far away from those boys - they’re harder, they’re tired, and scarred. They’ve faced trials and torture and so much loss. They’ve been beaten, and betrayed, they’ve been shot and stabbed, and they’ve walked away from it all even as so many of their siblings didn’t. They’ve changed, and grown - for better and for worse. Wolffe had lost his eye, Cody had lost his heart, and Fox - Fox lost everything that had made him who he was. Every time Cody saw his older brother the shadows in his eyes grew darker and the weight on his shoulders grew heavier.

After three years of War - of death and destruction and a near-constant blanket of misery - Cody hadn’t thought he’d ever see something as agonizing as this.

Wolffe is on his knees, clutching at the blaster wound in his gut and gasping in pain, and Fox stands over him. Their brother’s still-warm pistol is pressed against the back of Wolffe’s head, but his eyes - so blank, so empty, so cold - are looking at Cody.

He knew it wouldn’t be easy while planning on how best to take down the Chancellor, and they’d all been aware that while they could organize a communications blackout among the GAR, the Coruscant Guards were out of their jurisdiction. Fox and his men answered to the Chancellor only, and they couldn’t get them away from the man without alerting him to their movements in the background. Fives’ warning had come as a surprise, and even now Cody feels sick knowing that there was a chip in all of his siblings’ heads that could turn them into mindless flesh droids with only a few words from the karking Sith Lord - the Sith Lord that had constant contact with Cody’s older brother.

Fox was his brother, his responsibility, so Cody had offered to keep his fellow Commander out of the fight and away from the Chancellor. Having Wolffe step up to watch his back had been a comfort. The two of them were among the best of the Vode at hand-to-hand, and while Fox may have been a threat to one of them, he’d never win against the both of them.

But they’d miscalculated - they hadn’t thought that the activated chip in their brother’s head would take away any restraint he may have had while fighting against them. All it had taken was one slip up, and now Cody stands across from his ori'vode , helpless as Fox - as CC-1010 - presses the blaster closer to Wolffe's skull.

"Stand down, CC-2224." CC-1010 orders, voice absolutely frigid in its blankness, and brick-red eyes study him without any sort of spark that could have connected the man in front of him to the cadet that had once tucked him under his chin and held him as he shook, chasing away the memories of Priest's sadistic touches and Reau's cruel laughter. Nowhere could Cody see proof that the coldly furious cadet that had helped him wrap his split knuckles existed. "Put down your weapons and surrender yourself to face reconditioning or decommissioning for treason against the Republic."

Cody grits his teeth, fingers clenching tightly around the trigger of his blaster. He knows that, at this distance, even if he shot first, Wolffe would be dead before his stun bolt could reach Fox.

"Kote - don't you fucking dare !" Wolffe growls, and CC-1010 slants their wounded brother a robotic look.

"Silence, CC-3636, you will be judged complicit in CC-2224's treachery and will face the same fate." The Commander of the Guard orders, before turning those familiar-unfamiliar eyes back to Cody.

"Fox." Cody tries, and his brother just blinks back, nearly unrecognizable. "Fox - ori'vod , gedet'ye ." Between Fox’s artificially smooth brow, a faint furrow begins to form, and it’s enough of a hint of actual personality shining through that Cody dares to hope . “Fox, this isn’t your fault. There’s a chip in your head - in all of our heads - it’s controlling you.” Carefully, slowly, Cody takes a step forward, letting his blaster lower by just the smallest of margins, and he lets out a slow breath of relief when his brother doesn’t react. “You’re my brother , Fox. You used to let me crawl into your pod when I had nightmares - you taught me how to throw knives. You’re my ori’vod .” He says slowly, keeping his voice calm and ignores the sting of his broken nose. He continues to walk towards his brothers, keeping his eyes trained on Fox’s own as that furrow becomes more and more pronounced.

He doesn’t know if it will work, but he’s trying to buy for time. Time that Wolffe may not have.

“Fox, a part of you has to know that this isn’t right.” Cody soothes, and Fox twitches - enough so that the Marshall Commander stills. “We’re your brothers, Fox. Gedet’ye . Don’t do this - we’re brothers, remember?”

“I do not consort with traitors.” Fox grits out, blinking harshly, but the pistol against the back of Wolffe’s head shakes. “I have no brothers - good soldiers follow orders.”

“Good soldiers don’t need a chip in their heads to tell them what’s right.”

Fox flinches, and Wolffe takes his chance. The other Commander rears back, gripping Fox’s wrist as soon as the blaster dips, and he twists. Their brother shouts, reeling as Wolffe tears his weapon from his hands and dives out of the way as Cody bares down on the Guard Commander, tackling him to the ground. He winces when Fox’s knee catches him in the ribs, and inadvertently flinches back when his older brother’s forehead smashes against his already-broken nose.

His vision whites out in agony for all of a moment, but it’s long enough of a moment that Fox can switch their positions. A solid arm presses down, unforgivingly firm against his neck, cutting off his supply of oxygen, and Cody squirms under his older brother. He gasps, clawing weakly at Fox’s arms as they tighten and begin to twist, staring up into those cold eyes, and a part of him wonders if this is how he dies - his brother breaking his neck.

It makes him glad he had told Obi-Wan that he loved him before they parted ways.

A blaster fires and Fox jolts, before he slumps against Cody’s heaving chest, limp and unconscious, with his arms around Cody’s neck in a sick parody of a hug. Almost subconsciously, Cody lifts his own arms as he coughs, curling them around his brother’s stunned body as he just takes a moment to breathe .

“Alright there, Commanders?” A voice hollars, and Cody tilts his head back, blinking in surprise when he sees a familiar ARC Trooper leading a group of brothers in 501st blue towards them, holstering his blaster as he goes.

“Fives.” Cody greets raggedly, and he can hear Wolffe snort gruffly.

“You’re late, Pup.”

“And you’re bleeding all over the place.” Fives shoots back, and Kix bustles past his brother, already pulling out his medkit and his gumbles muffled by his bucket. “I bet you’re glad I’m late now, aren’tcha, Commander?”

“Sitrep.” Cody orders, before Wolffe can rise to the bait, and he gently runs his hand through Fox’s sweaty hair, feeling the warm puffs of his brother’s breathing brushing against his aching throat.

Fives’ helmet tilts towards him, “Green.” The ARC reports, “Operation Knightrise is a complete success, sir. The Chancellor is dead.”

Cody relaxes, letting his aching head thunk against the cold metal floor as he sighs, “Good.” He rests his hand protectively against the back of his brother’s neck, tightening his protective hold on the unconscious man.

The bastard wouldn’t be hurting anyone anymore.

#star wars #fanfiction #cole writes #whumptober 2020 #no.3 my way or the highway #commander cody #commander fox #commander wolffe #codywan #arc trooper fives #buirkan-verse

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myblueeyedbuggers · 3 years

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My Boys

Chapter 10

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers (best friend) Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count:1843

Warnings: Slow Start, Language.

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change.

Annnddd I’m back! so I know it’s been a while since the last update and I just wanna thank you all for having patience with me while I finished up with college, just a warning this chapter may feel a little awkward to read due to me just getting back into my writing mind so apologises in advance for this one. Anyways I’ll quit blabbering, Enjoy everyone! :)

This was my day of reckoning, my punishment for all the bad deeds I’d done over the past couple of years…I was finally being sent to school. Okay maybe that was a tad dramatic, but can you blame me? I mean who wants to be trapped in a building against their will for 7 hours straight learning about dead guys?! No sane person would willingly agree to that crap!

I’ve tried just about everything to avoid my approaching doom, hell I even went as far as hiding in the basement surrounded by cobwebs to try and get out of this, but as per usual neither Steve or Bucky took mercy on me, hence why in currently trapped between the two. “You are aware I’m perfectly capable of walkin’ by myself aren’t ya? The looping of the arms is not needed boys” I swear down these two are being more annoying than usual, and I didn’t think that was humanly possible cause these two are basically the living embodiment of annoyance. Steve turned and raised his eyebrows at me, shaking his head as he let out a small laugh, “Yeah there’s absolutely no way I’m fallin’ for that again, last time that happened it look me and Buck an hour to get you outta that tree”. Ah crap there goes that plan.

I’m pretty sure the noise I made wasn’t even human, it was a mix between a seal and a possessed monkey “I’m not gonna get outta this am I?” “Nope” and que another frustrated groan. “Is this payback for the time I placed that bucket of flour above your bedroom door and watched the both of you turn into ghosts? If it is then I want you to know I regret nothin’” both of them stopped and glared at me, for some reason they didn’t find that as funny as I did, and I have no idea why. Okay whatever you do y/n don’t laugh, even if Steve’s face looks like a slapped arse don’t laugh! A snicker slipped past my lips and a few seconds later I was full on laughin’. Goddamn it.

Both of em just let out a bunch of sighs and started draggin’ my butt along the street, wait there’s somethin’ I haven’t tried yet…in hindsight this is completely stupid but screw it. “OH MY GOD LOOK A SPACESHIP!” I’m pretty sure poor Bucky jumped outta his skin, Steve ended up trippin’ up and falling down, I’ll admit that I felt bad about but hey may plan worked! So why am I still standin’ there?… maybe we try this thing called running y/n! I quickly pulled my arm away from Bucky and used my new-found freedom to run in the opposite direction of them, I could hear the shouts of protest from the both of them, so I decided to kindly ignore them and absolutely leg it. “GODAMMN IT Y/N! THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME THIS MORNIN’!” when were the boys gonna catch on that I didn’t wanna go? Do I need to prepare a firework show and blast it in their faces or somethin’…probably.

I know I probably shouldn’t be smiling, but the feeling of the wind flowing through my hair as my feet hit the ground made me feel free, after so many years I could finally begin acting my age and enjoy my childhood. I finally felt content with my life, which is probably the opposite of what I should be feeling at this moment in time, considering I was currently making my grand escape. And to completely honest I’ve got no bloody clue as to where I am. I glanced behind me to see where the hell those idiots were, to my surprise Steve was directly behind me, Buck was somewhere in the back holdin’ his knee and I’m guessing the daft sod decked it. Why am I not surprised? Okay maybe I should of kept my mouth shut cause literally a second later my foot tripped over a rock and, you guessed correctly, I landed on my ass for the thousandth time!

“Sh*t! Cr*p! B*lls! That f**king hurt!” and that ladies and gentlemen is my fine command of the queens English, a groan of pain made me loose my train of thought as I turned my head to Steve, to put it simply he was laid flat on his back with his eye closed. Well there’s the rush of guilt I’ve been waiting for, “Sh*t Steve I’m sorry, you okay down there tough guy?” I quickly offered him my hand to help him up, I mean it’s the least I could do. Steve’s hand grabbed mine, a not so quiet grunt of pain made me feel even worse, quick question why am I such an assh*le at times? “Yeah, I’m fine y/n, don’t worry about it you know for a fact I’ve had worse” a quiet sigh left my lips as I brought him in for a hug, which was a tiny bit awkward due to the height difference. Once we pulled away from each other, I couldn’t supress the need to check him for anymore injuries, much to Steve’s embarrassment and Bucky’s amusement, “Jesus I’m gonna have to start wrapping ya up in blankets and pillows, Steve how the hell did you manage to get a bruise on your ear?!”

The sudden gasp behind me pretty much answered the question for me, it’s safe to say barney boy is in trouble…for the first in my life Bucky looks pretty f**king terrified of me, perfect. Slowly I started inching towards him, the glare I was sending him would probably make a demon cry for his mum…so yeah imma go kill the boy. I didn’t even have to say anything, he just started runnin’, “IT’S NOT MY FAULT HE STOLE MY FR**KING PUDDIN’ AND THE PUNK KNOWS I LOVE MY PUDDIN!’” YEP DEFINITELY KILLIN’ HIM “HE IS A SMALL AND GENTLE BOY HOW IN THE NAME OF HELL CAN YOU EVEN THINK OF LAYIN’ A HAND ON ‘IM?!” god this sounds like a bleeding soap opera.

At this point I wouldn’t be surprised of someone called the cops on us, all everyone woulda seen was a big lad runnin’ for his life as a small lass tried to murder him while a smaller lad ran after the pair yellin’ for em to quit it. Now that I think about, that’s actually hilarious. Wait, where was I? ah yes the murdering of one James Barnes…okay that is not a normal sentence I am aware. “HE.STOLE.MY.PUDDIN’! THAT A CRIME WORTHY OF DEATH!” oh for f**ksake “HOW THE HELL DO YA KNOW IT WAS HIM?! DID YOU NOT THINK IT COULDA BE BECCA?!” I think he made a sudden realisation, cause the dumbass stopped running and BOOM I was on the freakin’ floor. Again. We both groaned, mine was mostly in annoyance more than anything, but seriously the bloody floor is quickly becoming me best mate! “…. It just dawned on me that that could be a possibility…” if my neck twisted any quicker I’m 100% sure that I’d end up doin’ that weird owl thing “Oh now you realise?! Ya gonna say sorry to Steve or not?” a few seconds of silence gave me my answer. “Don’t give me that look y/n! I ain’t doing s**t till I’ve got some evidence so he’s still under my list of suspects!” oh my Jesus Christ this is gonna be the day I get arrested for murder isn’t it?

“Barnaby…you have exactly five seconds to run for your life so I highly recommend you get your affairs in order and kiss ya ass goodbye” oh hey look at that I didn’t yell at him! Well done me I’m so proud! “could you two quit trying to kill each other for 5 minutes?! We’re already late enough as is it and I ain’t explainin’ to the teacher why Buck’s outta it on the floor!” my f**kin god Steve just yelled! At me! why do I never have a camera when this s**t happens? “Jeez, alright I’ll murder him later, calm your damn t*ts Rogers” and cue the sound of barely contained frustration in 3,2,1….

“I’m beginning to get the feelin’ that you don’t like me y/n” oh really? I wonder what gave that away “wow you catch on quickly don’t ya Barnaby?” by the looks of things I’m really doing wonders for his ego, buck’s head looks like it’s gotten smaller so the risk of him turning into a hot air balloon’s gone down. The feeling of a pair of eyes glaring at the back of my head once again reminded me that the blonde boy was quickly getting tired of our crap, my worst fears were confirmed once I met Steve’s surprisingly intimidating glare…how he manages to be both adorable and beyond f**king terrifying is a mystery to me. “Okay I’m comin’ just stop staring at me like I just murdered your kitten!” and the little s**t has the nerve to smirk and look pleased with himself, ugh he’s been hanging ‘round me and Bucky too long that’s for sure.

“Ya know Buck and you are gonna be the death of me” right do I be offended or pleased with that statement? “actually, if anything it’s gonna be the pair of you that send me to an early grave cause god knows the both of ya don’t know how to stay outta trouble” two muffled sounds of protest came from my left and from behind me, “what’s that supposed to mean?!” once again the point has been missed “do you really wanna know the answer to that? I’ve got my report and presentation ready on how you two are a pair of numpties”.

Maybe that was a tad harsh…okay wait never mind it seems I’ve learned how to fly again with the assistance of one James Buchannan Barnes. “this is coming from the girl who can’t walk five feet without fallin’ over somethin’?” as much as I hate to admit it the walking embodiment of frustration and annoyance has a point “what you call fallin’ I call floor hugs, now how about you pUT ME DOWN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!” wait when did Steve walk off? See this is what happens when an overgrown ape demands attention. I don’t even have to look at Buck to know he’s givin’ me that look that says, “what the hell?” and “I’m not surprised by this” at the same time, “Nah I don’t think that’s gonna happen doll” the temptation to kick ‘im where the sun doesn’t shine is too much to bare for me at this point. “And you wonder why I love Steve more that you” Buck’s face kinda looked like someone just shoved a whole lemon in his mouth, I’m almost certain that he woulda dropped me on my ass if it wasn’t for the fact that Steve came over and dragged us both through the gates of hell.

This is gonna be so much fun!……said no-one ever.

Okay…maybe it didn’t suck as much a thought it did, hopefully my skills as a writer will come back for the next couple of chapters XD Thanks for reading ! :)

Rose xxx

#winter soldier x reader #winter soldier #captain america x reader #captain america #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers #mcu #fanfic #reader #reader insert #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader

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septembersghost · 3 years

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okay but what ARE dw's top 13 ts traxx?

oh NO anon you can’t put me on the spot like this, I...

okay, I refuse to set this in stone because my choices might change in two days, she has so many good options, there are NO wrong choices, and also I feel like some of these are a ~vibe~ for him more than anything concrete, but (in chronological order with her discography):

1. Tell Me Why (I took a chance; I took a shot; and you might think I’m bulletproof, but I’m not... I'm sick and tired of your attitude, I'm feeling like I don't know you, you tell me that you love me then you cut me down. And I need you like a heartbeat, but you know you got a mean streak, makes me run for cover when you're around... Why, do you have to make me feel small, so you can feel whole inside? Why, do you have to put down my dreams, so you're the only thing on my mind?)

2. Dear John (probably self-explanatory, the “girl in the dress” doesn’t alter its significance for him. Well, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame. Maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away. And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand, and I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said, "run as fast as you can." Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone, don't you think I was too young to be messed with?)

3. Haunted (sure, okay, it’s a little on the nose, he thinks, ‘haunted,’ but damn it, those lyrics. You and I walk a fragile line, I have known it all this time, but I never thought I'd live to see it break. It's getting dark and it’s all too quiet, and I can't trust anything now, and it’s comin' over you like it’s all a big mistake...Come on, come on don't leave me like this, I thought I had you figured out ).

4. Treacherous (I can't decide if it's a choice getting swept away, I hear the sound of my own voice, asking you to stay, and all we are is skin and bone trained to get along. Forever going with the flow, but you're friction...Two headlights shine through the sleepless night, and I will get you, get you alone. Your name has echoed through my mind, and I just think you should, think you should know, that nothing safe is worth the drive, and I will follow you, follow you home.)

5. The Last Time (This is the last time I'm asking you this, put my name at the top of your list. This is the last time I'm asking you why, you break my heart in the blink of an eye.)

6. I Know Places ('Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns. They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run. Baby, I know places we won't be found, and they'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down. ‘Cause I, I know places we can hide... Lights flash and we'll run for the fences. Let them say what they want, we won't hear it. Loose lips sink ships all the damn time, not this time. Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it, my love. They are the hunters, we are the foxes, and we run...They take their shots, but we're bulletproof. “in the dead of night, your eyes so green” is admittedly self-indulgent. he does not care.)

7. New Romantics (as I said! the song! 'Cause baby, I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me, and every day is like a battle, but every night with us is like a dream... It's poker, you can't see it in my face, but I'm about to play my ace. We need love, but all we want is danger. We team up, then switch sides like a record changer. The rumors are terrible and cruel, but honey, most of them are true.)

8. Don’t Blame Me (it’s the MOOD, the atmosphere, the total surrender of it. For you, I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I would lose my mind...For you, I would fall from grace, just to touch your face, if you walk away, I'd beg you on my knees to stay. Don't blame me, love made me crazy, if it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right. Lord, save me, my drug is my baby, I'll be usin' for the rest of my life.)

9. Dancing With Our Hands Tied (idk how to explain this one, just...go with me here. You said there was nothing in the world that could stop it, I had a bad feeling...I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted, oh, 'cause it's gravity, keeping you with me).

10. The Archer (Combat, I'm ready for combat, I say I don't want that, but what if I do? ‘Cause cruelty wins in the movies. I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you...I've been the archer, I've been the prey. Who could ever leave me, darling, but who could stay? Dark side, I search for your dark side, but what if I'm alright, right, right, right here? And I cut off my nose just to spite my face, then I hate my reflection for years and years. I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost. The room is on fire, invisible smoke, and all of my heroes die all alone. Help me hold on to you...All the king's horses, all the king's men, couldn't put me together again. 'Cause all of my enemies started out friends. Help me hold on to you. literally the entirety of this perfect song, copy/paste, cry.)

11. Afterglow (is this not every apology that has ever circled in his head? my baby. :( Hey, it's all me, in my head, I'm the one who burned us down, but it's not what I meant. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I don't wanna do, I don't wanna do this to you. I don't wanna lose, I don't wanna lose this with you. I need to say, hey, it's all me, just don't go.)

12. this is me trying (this needs to no explanation, my HEART. I've been having a hard time adjusting, I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting, I didn't know if you'd care if I came back, I have a lot of regrets about that. Pulled the car off the road to the lookout, could've followed my fears all the way down, and maybe I don't quite know what to say, but I'm here in your doorway...They told me all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential, and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad, I have a lot of regrets about that...And I just wanted you to know that this is me trying. And maybe I don't quite know what to say. I just wanted you to know that this is me trying. At least I'm trying.)

13. hoax (which now makes me want to die myself, thanks. excuse me while I go break down for an hour again. My only one, my smoking gun. My eclipsed sun, this has broken me down. My twisted knife, my sleepless night. My winless fight, this has frozen my ground. Stood on the cliffside screaming, "Give me a reason." Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in. You knew the hero died so what's the movie for? You knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart. You knew the password so I let you in the door. You knew you won so what's the point of keeping score? You knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart, but what you did was just as dark. Darling, this was just as hard as when they pulled me apart.)

(shout out to betty because “tell me to go f*ck myself” is delightful and even “straight to hell” in the clean version, to mirrorball because it just HITS CLOSE, and honestly the whole of folklore has moments that resonate a bit too much to admit aloud. to Cold as You and You’re Not Sorry and DBATC on bad days, to Safe and Sound because if only they were, to Clean if only they could be, to Bad Blood and I Did Something Bad on full blast, to IFTYE and YNTCD as annoyed bops but LWYMMD and TIWWCHNT for the same reason, to State of Grace for the drum intro, to Red and Getaway Car because they are SUCH good driving songs, to False God and ...So It Goes because they’re sexy as hell, to I Wish You Would for the bridge, to OOTW for “the monsters turned out to be just trees, when the sun came up you were lookin’ at me.” His favorites rotate, romantic ones included, depending on the day and the events in his mind and whatever is lingering with him in the night, but I feel like those 13 would have very specific, constant places).

edit: I cannot believe I forgot seven, my brain is so scattered, but it is ESSENTIAL and “just like a folk song, our love will be passed on” is how I feel about him personally. - I’ve been meaning to tell you, I think your house is haunted, your dad is always mad, and that must be why...please picture me in the weeds, before I learned civility, I used to scream ferociously, any time I wanted...passed down like folk songs, our love lasts so long.

#WELP #this is my life now #anonymous #letterbox #you can disagree like i said there are basically no wrong choices with this particular headcanon #taylor stan dean is valid and important is all i'm saying #dean feelings #taylor swift #*#in your car the radio up #swiftie!dean

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hexiva · 4 years

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For the character/ship and 5 songs: Elliot

Just five?! But I have so many! Okay, I narrowed it down to the top six:

Cringe, by Matt Maeson (I think of this as being Elliot and Angela in the early seasons, her watching him fall apart)

Lover come hold me, heads on the fritz Gaudy intoxicated feelings comfortably mixed Lover come hold me, could you forget I've got a secret, digging a ditch

She said, I'm looking like a bad man, smooth criminal She said, my spirit doesn't move like it did before She said, that I don't look like me no more, no more I said, I'm just tired, she said, you're just high And I said, I saw you in the water And I said, I saw you in the water

Help I’m Alive, by Metric (I, Elliot Alderson, am fear. . .)

I tremble They're gonna eat me alive If I stumble They're gonna eat me alive Can you hear my heart beating like a hammer Beating like a hammer Help I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer Hard to be soft Tough to be tender Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train Help I'm alive my heart keeps beating like a hammer

Kitchen Sink, by Twenty-One Pilots (The rapid-paced rambling nature of this song makes me think of Elliot, plus it being addressed to ‘friend,’ plus the ‘leave me alone - don’t leave me alone’ bridge at the end strikes me as very evocative of Elliot’s approach to people)

Nobody thinks what I think Nobody dreams when they blink Think things on the brink of blasphemy I'm my own shrink Think things are after me, my catastrophe I'm a kitchen sink You don't know what that means Because a kitchen sink to you Is not a kitchen sink to me, okay, friend?

No one else is dealing with your demons Meaning maybe defeating them Could be the beginning of your meaning, friend

Go away Leave me alone Leave me alone Don't leave me alone!

Binary Mind, by Ra Ra Riot

I don't know why you've gone It's our technocratic future world Though it's only time ahead But alone in my room It don't matter Just prepare my release Why, tell me, why? I wanna reach you with this binary mind Cause if I do I'm sure that we'll be complete That's why I need this binary mind So I can forget how lonely feels

Pretty Pimpin, by Kurt Vile (this song is just straight-up about dissociation)

Then he woke up this morning Didn't recognize the boy in the mirror Then laughed and said, "Oh silly me, that's just me" Then I proceeded to brush some stranger's teeth But they were my teeth, and I was weightless Just quivering like some leaf come in the window of a restroom And I couldn't tell you what the hell it was supposed to mean 'Cause it was a Monday, no, a Tuesday No, a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Then Saturday came around and I said "Who's this stupid clown blocking the bathroom sink?" But he was sporting all my clothes

Holding Onto You, by Twenty-One Pilots (this song represents him struggling with Mr. Robot circa s2)

I'm taking over my body, Back in control, no more shotty, I bet a lot of me was lost, Ts uncrossed and Is undotted, I fought it a lot

I must've forgot, you can't trust me, I'm open a moment and close when you show it, Before you know it, I'm lost at sea, And now that I write and think about it, And the story unfolds, You should take my life, You should take my soul.

#mr robot #mr. robot #elliot alderson #Anonymous

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soysaucevictim · 3 years

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Final week (both for program and the year, proper)!

Dec. 26

I woke up after 11AM, today. And one of the first things I got done today was some exercise.

First, yesterday’s DD. 2′ meditation with EC. Kinda had no good reason to miss doing this yesterday. Was also a bit fidgety, since it’s been awhile since I last meditated. One of these days, I’m going to make that a habit.

Second, today’s DD. 3′ high knees with EC. I counted 406 reps by the time was up. Happy I managed to stay above 2/sec. Definitely got harder to lift the knees as high by the last half or so.

(After grabbing some iced coffee and updating some logs...)

Last, Day 25 of the FhP. Level 3, no rest. After the first 3, I was wondering about taking more time to rest. Arms started feeling a bit noodle-y, but I just kept the train rolling. A very fun workout - loved all the combos and the moments I could smoothly execute them and the transitions. (Still opting for 50/50 approach rather than bounce-switching.)

Most of my day was spent on the usual and doing some writing research of a medical nature (zombies are weird and great).

I was back on my BS, staying up well into the red zone again.

Dec. 27

I woke up around noon.

After a bit of browsing and more note-taking, I did today’s exercise early.

First, today’s DD. 40 squat + step backs with EC. Got a bit winded and fatigued here, but I could manage well enough.

Last, Day 26 of the FhP. Level 3, 1′ rest. Oi, I feel like I badly strained my neck when I playing so much Pokemon on Christmas. Made stuff like the plank rotations particularly uncomfortable/awkward. Push-up form was a bit sloppy too - but yeah, neck wasn’t really having it. :/

Spent some time chatting and watching some movies with a friend. We watched the movie version of “Into the Woods“ (now I have a bit more context for SaSi referencing it) and “Life of Brian“.

I went to bed a bit later than yesterday.

Dec. 28

I woke up barely before 1PM.

After a bit of the usual, I did my exercise.

First, today’s DD. 50 prone reverse flies with EC. This felt pretty nice to help limber up my neck some more. Mostly a mild annoyance to get into a position on floor with enough clearance.

Last, Day 27 of the FhP. Level 3, no rest. This was altogether very doable without rest. I still love sit-up punches a lot. I rather enjoy how my abs have been performing for this exercise/load! =w=

Spent pretty much the rest of my night on the usual stuff.

I went to bed obscenely late again. I had a pretty bad episode fussing with my nails again...

Dec. 29

I woke up after noon, I think

First, today’s DD. 40 bridge taps with EC. Still a fun exercise, all told.

Last, Day 28 of the FhP. Level 3, no rest. Decided to watch LNTAO again as background noise (Roman shouting “AN ARM!” will always make me laugh). Fun sequence to get through, too.

I then set out to making today’s Hello Fresh Meal. Chicken over garlic Parmesan spaghetti. This was pretty good, but still hard for Dad to deal with.

After some of the usual and some dishes, I got back to writing some more for the iZ!AU.

Went to bed event later than yesterday.

Dec. 30

I woke up after 1PM.

Watched some YouTube before doing today’s exercise.

First, today’s DD. 1′ toe tap hops with EC. I counted 118 reps by the end of it - very close to 2/sec. That pace was pretty intense though, did start to feel a bit of fatigue near the end.

Last, Day 29 of the FhP. Level 3, 1′ rest. I admit my push-ups got pretty sloppy as I went along. But It was still fairly intense.

Spent much of the night chatting and doing a bit more writing on that iZ!Prinxiety date intermission (mostly finishing the rough draft).

I went to bed a few hours earlier than yesterday, still in the red zone.

Dec. 31

I woke up after 11AM.

After a bit of the usual, I did today’s exercise.

First, today’s DD. 5′ punches with EC. I swapped stances at 2′30″ and counted a total of 632 punches thrown by the end of it. Happy I stayed over 2/sec pace. A fun way to end this shit year too. :P

Last, Day 30 of the Fireheart Program. Level 3, 1′ rest. That was a lot of sit-ups and definitely took some digging in. But a good test for the final day of the program! I enjoyed it!

I did some dishes and made tonight’s Hello Fresh Meal. Cheesy quinoa-stuffed peppers. Everyone enjoyed this one.

Then got back to updating some logs. And chatting about things.

I spent some time topping up fandom blog queue and then stayed up till like 11AM or so writing up a masterpost for my fandom blog to pin. Was that a great idea? Probably not, but I did it anyways.

Jan. 1

I woke up proper around 3PM.

First, today’s DD. 2′ jumping Ts with EC. I had one false start, realizing I set my timer wrong (for 1′). I wondered why that was a bit too easy. Second go was set properly and I counted 152 reps by the end of it. It was pretty enjoyable.

Last, I decided to chase the bliss from that with a few rounds of half jacks. Tucked out my calves there, but I had fun.

Spent much of my day chatting and thinking more about the physiology of zombies in that iZ!AU. :,D

I got to bed far earlier than yesterday, because tired. But still in my red zone.

Summary of Experience:

I finished the Fireheart Program on Dec. 31. I rather enjoyed this program, but then again I’ve always enjoyed combat exercises. I noted that pretty much the entire way through - I didn’t go for the Combat HIIT approach (alternately bounce-switching sides.) Did try to clean up my push-up form for most of it and I’m rather happy about meeting the demands of all those sit-up punches!

I did manage to hit Level 3 for all 30 days, and as for resting times between sets:

No Rest: 7

30″ Rest: 2

1′ Rest: 21

#adventures with fitness #adventures with hello fresh

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