#Ma'am I can't even vote

[bones4thecats]

OL! S/O Defends Angel from Valentino

Type of Writing: Random Idea Characters: Valentino, Vox, Carmilla Carmine, and Alastor Name: OL! S/O Defends Angel from Valentino Idea-Gifter: Random Thoughts

A/N: I'm sure you you can tell that Alastor is one of my favorites because of how long his part is in comparison to the rest. That and I love torturing Valentino, he needs something to scare him straight. I vote in Season 2, Niffty or Alastor scares the shit outta him again

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of SA, and Death ⚠️ Spoilers for: S1 ⚠️

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Bat-Demon! Reader ; Little Brown Bat

❣️ You had been in business with your boyfriend for quite a while, and you understood barely anything of how he treated his workers

❣️ Specifically, how he treated Angel Dust

❣️ Angel and you had gone back to the years when you were alive, working together within his family's mafia. Though, the he went by the name Anthony instead of the drug-induced one

❣️ And while you were used to his very flirty and shameless personality, you could read people like a book. You were so good at reading people, that even Alastor noticed you and would praise you on your abilities

❣️ So, when you noticed Angel walking out of his dressing room after Valentino with his eyes blasted open and a small amount of blood on his arm, you began to question your boyfriend

❣️ And in retaliation to letting it sit, you waited until the rest of his employees had either retired for the night or had left the studio

❣️ Grabbing your pen and a piece of paper before writing a note and teleporting it to your friend Rosie that you wouldn't be able to join her and Alastor for tea that night due to some last minute changes, you readied yourself

❣️ You had noticed that Angel and Valentino had walked into his room earlier that afternoon and hadn't come out for around an hour

❣️ Because of your earlier suspicions, you mentally prepared yourself for any kind of sight. But to amount of time to prepare could help fix what you had seen

❣️ Kicking open the door when it wouldn't open, you eyes shot open in shock as Valentino laid upon Angel, torturing the poor spider-sinner to pieces with his touches

❣️ Your pupils dilated, covering your entire eyes as your wings flared up in anger while you hissed with your teeth bared. It was at that moment you realized you had pulled and knocked Valentino down and stood in front of Angel Dust, defending him

❣️ Protecting him

❣️ Valentino stood up in anger, yelling at you for what you had done. But once he saw just how mad you were, he froze in fear. It was at that moment he remembered, he was no longer the top dog here. You were

❣️ Bats are known to tear apart and feast on moths such as himself, and while he never has seen your full demon form, he now regretted ever looking at you. You were truly horrifying, much like your friend the Radio Demon

" If you ever, ever, dare to touch Angel Dust in such a way; I will tear your soul apart and allow Alastor to blare your screams across Hell for all to hear. I'm sure he'd be fine with it... he was with the last three who disobeyed my warnings. "

❣️ Your boyfriend tensed as you stepped closer and pulled him down by his wings to look into your eyes;

" Am I clear, Valentino? " " Y-Yes, ma'am. " " Good. Now get the fuck out. And to make sure you truly understand my warning, I want you to get rid of Angel's contract. Whether you like it or not. " " But I can't just- " " Must I repeat my last warning? " " No. "

❣️ With that word, Valentino pulled out Angel's contract, the pink chain wrapping around the spider-demon's neck then starting to fade away as the contract faded into nothingness, like it always should've been

" Good boy. And by the way, we're done. I am not going to ally myself with someone as heinous as you. And that's coming from someone who is friends with the Radio Demon. "

❣️ Valentino, now your ex-boyfriend, glared at the ground as your demon-form cooled away as you teleported Angel's things and yours before leaving in a cab to the Hazbin Hotel

" That son of a bitch will know his place. And that little whore will also observe how I'll teach them to obey me. One way or another, I will get my hands on them... no matter the cost... "

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Technology-Demon! Reader ; Cyber-security

📺 All Vox has heard for days was about how much of a 'little bitch' his spouse was, and how Valentino wished he had murdered the Overlord long before they gained the rank

📺 To say the technology-demon was upset about the claim was an understatement, rather, he was beyond pissed that the moth-Overlord had the audacity to say those things about his S/O to his face

📺 He had been gone for a few meetings for a couple days, and when he arrived again only to find his room bare of anything related to you got him worried; what had he done?

📺 Grabbing his phone, he dialed your number, already preparing his questions for you.

" Hello? " " Y/N! Where in the name of everything unholy are you?! I come home from two days of work only to find all of your stuff gone from our room?! What did I do wrong? "

📺 He could hear another voice in the background, and he could also hear you using your powers to create something and his mind began to run at 400+ miles an hour

" Who is that? " " It's Angel Dust, y'know the guy who works for Valentino. Or rather, worked for Valentino. "

📺 Okay, now you've officially lost him. How would Angel even manage to quit working for the moth-demon, all the Vees knew that Angel Dust had been sighed under contract for Val to own his soul, how would he get it back?

📺 Vox quickly connected the dots; you were a cyber-security demon. And you were also an Overlord. It was in your blood to protect those that you held dear, whether it be information or another being, you always guarded it

📺 So, it would make sense for you to see danger in how Valentino treated Angel Dust, so, you would've stepped in to defend him, resulting in a meltdown from the Overlord, causing you to leave with your friend

" Where are you guys? " " I can't say, Vox. But, I can meet you sometime soon. Just, not right now. Not while Valentino is still ripe from our discussion. "

📺 Now, to say he was getting annoyed was a hint of a overstatement, he could understand why you didn't want him to know. You understood how he thought better than anyone, you knew that somehow he blabber about where you and the sinner were, resulting in Valentino attempting to kill you both

📺 Vox sighed and gripped his VoxTek phone tightly, making a small crack noise echo from it and through his sound-grabbers he used for ears on his TV-head

" Understood. But, how about tomorrow? Or next week? Whatever works, dear. " " We can try after tomorrow, I want to help Angel settle. " " That's fine. But- please be safe. " " When am I not? " " Just!- Just stay safe, damn it. "

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Dancer-Demon! Reader ; Contemporary Dancing

🩰 She was surprised when you had come home with the spider demon she learned was named Angel Dust one night

🩰 You had small cuts on your legs while Angel had many different injuries on him, and when she noticed how you were trying to keep the sinner alive, she ordered for her followers to help heal him while she took care of you

🩰 While Carmilla healed you up, she had asked why you brought home Valentino's worker, claiming that he was supposedly staying at the Hazbin Hotel and not somewhere else

" I had walked in their to hand Valentino some paperwork I needed him to fill out in order to manage the territories, but when I noticed he was gone and that Angel's door was cracked open, I got curious. "

🩰 She looked up at you as she wrapped more bandages around your midsections, prompting you to inhale slightly before continuing your story

" And when I heard the cries of Angel Dust's while Valentino's crude and horrid mouth spewed those nasty words as he continued his touches on him, I just- I felt the urge to protect him, as if he was our daughters. "

🩰 Carmilla smiled slightly at the mention of her daughters. She knew you were protective of them, and her to a degree, but hearing that you had the urge to protect him and them, the parental urge to protect the three, it just made her happy

🩰 Before she could finish her reply, her daughter Odette walked in and told her that Angel Dust was resting in a spare room and that Clara was just making sure he was okay

🩰 The powerful Overlord smiled and nodded to her daughter, allowing the blonde-demon to slip outside to allow you both to continue your conversation

" My love, while I am happy that you would protect Clara and Odette as your own. I am quite puzzled. Why would you risk yourself just for some random sinner you had no closeness to beforehand? " " I'm not sure myself, I just moved without any hesitation, like you did during Extermination last year. When you protected the girls from the angel. "

🩰 Her eyes slightly widened at the mention of that day, the day that she realized an exorcist could be killed by the same weapon that they yielded

🩰 But, she smiled again and pulled the ties out from her hair, allowing the two spikes to fall down behind her back. She was getting ready to rest for the night, after all, dealing weapons was tiresome

" Y/N, I understand why you protected him. And yes, it is quite similar to how I protected the girls. But, remember, do not fight with pure blood-lust, fight for those you care for. " " I did. For Angel Dust. " " Understood. Now, how about we rest for a while? After all, performing with your kind of dance-style would make you tense when dealing with such an arrogant being. "

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Mammal-Demon! Reader ; White-Tailed Deer

🔘 Alastor knew that you viewed many members of the Hotel as dear friends or rarely family, though you seemingly had been getting closer to that flirty spider-demon as of late

🔘 What was his name again? Ah, right. Angel Dust, like the old drug

🔘 Your husband also knew just how protective you were of those close to you. He remembers vividly watching you maul some random demon because he tried touching Niffty

🔘 Ah, what fond memories!

🔘 But, when you had come back to the Hotel with cuts alongside your arms and one prominent one against your eye, his ears trailed backwards and his antlers began to slightly enlarge

🔘 He speed-walked up to you as Charlie dealt with Angel's injuries with Husk and Vaggie's help, dragging you back to your shared room

" Darling, what in the name of Hell happened? " " It was nothing, my love. " " Bullshit. Who did this to my beautiful spouse? Names. "

🔘 Alastor stared at you with his pupils slowly changing into dials. While he knew that he wasn't going to scare you fully, he noticed how you held yourself against his gaze; strongly but with some hesitation

" Dearest, names if you don't wish for something truly bad to happen to whoever I suspect is behind this treachery. "

🔘 You sighed and began to slouch, making your husband's eyes widen and ears to twitch up in surprise, you never slouches like this unless you fought against some exorcists in the Extermination

🔘 He sat beside you, laying his microphone staff on the end of the bed as he grabbed your chin lightly, pulling it for you to look at him. And he asked you the question, this time with a far more gentle tone, a soft tone of radio music playing in the background as his smile lowered just slightly

" Y/N, do tell me. I just want to know who had harmed you in such a way. " " ... Valentino. "

🔘 The sound of a radio screeching echoed through the Hotel, putting everyone in a state of slight fear, that sound was never something to take lightly when it would come from the Radio Demon

" As in our fellow Overlord, Valentino? " " Yes. " " And what pray tell did that sloppy wretch do to you, darling? Well, you and Angel Dust. " " Well... I had arrived to bring Angel back to the Hotel, since I needed to speak to him about stuff, but when I noticed he was still inside, I went to go grab him. "

🔘 Alastor nodded along as you spoke, his smile had almost formed a frown at the mention of V Tower, the shit-showy building that his arch-enemy Vox and his little allies lived inside of

" I had walked to his dressing room and when I heard the sounds of Angel's cries, I couldn't stop myself from going crazy and beginning to torture the soul of Valentino's. But, he is still alive. I didn't want Vox up my ass about something like that... especially about someone so- so fucking shitty. "

🔘 He returned his full smile and hummed in agreement. He wasn't fond of most of his fellow Overlords, the only ones he really didn't hate would be Zestial, Rosie, Carmilla, and you

🔘 Alastor then hugged you, playing a small tune, a favorite of yours, and stood up with you in his arms before kissing your forehead

🔘 You were the only person he had ever felt any kind of feeling towards in years, and he wasn't going to let some fucking bastard tear your joyful self from him like nothing. Not if he had a say in it that is

🔘 But, he can put his blood-lust and wish for revenge behind him in favor of comforting you in the form of a small dance and sing-along with you in your bedroom

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it was paradise | n. romanoff

about me | series masterlist | natasha romanoff masterlist

pairing: professor!natasha romanoff x collegestudent!reader

chapter nine | chapter ten: all the love we unravel

chapter summary: you couldn't tell when mrs. romanoff became natasha romanoff; the woman who'd laugh with her friends, or kiss you in an empty parking lot. when did the big, bad, mrs. romanoff who you prayed would take you off her radar, became nat, the very woman you'd beg to look at you. when had the hatred turn to all this?

warnings: curse words, fluff; public displays of affection, platonic relationships, cheesy. unedited.

a/n: im sorry it took so long!!!! this was initially much much longer. but i had to cut this part in half. i had to sneak in this bit of fluff in the story, i think we all deserve it. but anyways, natasha and reader's relationship is just so <333333

"oh fuck off, romanoff!" tony yells when natasha steals the last bit of popcorn. the boys complain after him, clint taking a forgotten piece to throw at natasha. natasha expertly dodges even when facing away and walking back to her small kitchen. 

you took a handful of your popcorn and threw it at tony, "hey, don't talk to my woman like that," you laugh, but not as loud as thor did when he joined in and threw a handful from your bowl at tony. and thus begun the ruckus in natasha's apartment of you and thor teaming up against tony in a popcorn war; clint and steve laughing at how tony tries to hide behind his swatting arms, and bruce trying to avoid the flying pieces of popcorn. 

"fine. no college fund for you then," tony declares after you ran out of popcorn to shower him with, "and don't expect me to pay for your expenses the next time you visit." 

thor chuckles, giving tony a big slap on the back on his way back to his spot on the carpet. "i'm only helping the girl," thor says, "don't talk to her woman like that."

"oh let him have his fun," clint interjects before bringing his bottle to his lips. "he knows romanoff won't do anything to him because y/n's here." 

"shut up, katniss," tony hissed, dusting off the popcorn from his hair, "i'm not afraid of romanoff."

"you saying something, tony?" natasha says from the kitchen just a few steps from where you were inside her open floored apartment. 

"no ma'am," tony salutes, and you all broke out in laughter. 

natasha returns with a fresh bowl of popcorn, setting it down on the coffee table near the foot of the bed. "you guys are cleaning that up," she says, dropping herself down to the spot next to you. 

"hey, y/n started it," tony insists, but natasha only chuckles.

"well, she did say not to talk to her woman like that, didn't she?" 

tony stood up abruptly, pointing a finger at natasha who left no space between the two of you. "i'm sensing favoritism," he pushed. "this is unfair. i'm calling a for a vote."

"oh, sit down tony," natasha waves him off. she began picking the few pieces of popcorn stuck on your hair before bringing your forehead up to her lips for a soft kiss. 

you swooned. 

"i feel cheated on," tony sits down defeated, "can you see this, i can't do that now can i."

"you can always book us that trip to the bahamas," natasha laughs, still looking at you while holding either side of your face close to her own. she places another kiss on your forehead, then your nose, then your lips. and then she stares at you for a moment more before letting you go. 

"did anyone get this on video? we need this for blackmail," clint says. "the big bad romanoff secretly a softie." 

everyone coos. 

"agent romanoff is in lo~ve," tony adds on. 

"the wedding shall be held in asgard!" thor yells.

"i'm not paying for the space travel," 

"you own the ship though..."

"gas cost money, bruce."

"see, steve gets it." 

you and natasha shared a laugh. enjoying the interaction between the five. if you didn't see them in their best tuxedos earlier, you would've forgotten how half of them were professors and the others, massive billionaires. 

of course, earlier, that was all you could see them as: mrs. romanoff's big shot friends who you are terribly far from impressing.

"so what does your mother do?" steve asks breaking the silence after you'd all settled down on the table right at the center of the expensive restaurant tony book you in.

"oh, i—," you looked at natasha for a second, afraid almost that what you'll say next might turn her friends off. way to get on a bad side of people you're trying to impress is to tell them your mother is a drug addict. by then, every attempt you make at getting on their good side would only receive pity. "i don't have one," you resorted. 

silence.

you feel natasha's hand on your thigh. she soothed it. and then she leaned in to whisper, "i'm sorry. they could be invasive," she tells you. "i'll tell them off later." 

you were thankful the waiter came in to save what was filled with them avoiding your eyes and clearing their voices. you hadn't heard what everyone got. just that they all ordered a complete five course meal with fish, meat, vegetables, and everything else. 

you were supposed to order next. at least, after almost a year of dating natasha romanoff, you'd grown accustomed to always ordering first, but this time she doesn't let you. 

she ordered first. 

"i'll take the oysters on half shell please," she started, looking at the menu. "then the shrimp cocktail too."

"any salads?" 

"no, actually. maybe just the caesar salad for me," natasha's hand never left your thigh. in fact, if continued to soothe over your exposed skin. "then maybe pan seared scallops and steak tartare," she looked at you. "rib or strip?" 

you stuttered for a bit, at lost for words when you realized that she was ordering for you too. 

you didn't know what you wanted. you never really do. you always end up somewhat regretting your order every time you and natasha go out. 

but in a hurry, you just utter a, "strip." 

"great. i'll take the new york strip, braised short rib. and for sides, just the baked mac and cheese for the girl please," she smiled at the waiter and you swore he melted when he had to force his eyes off her and to his little notepad. 

and you can't help but smile. 

"did you want anything else?" she asks, looking intently at you but you just smiled and let your nose touch hers. you see her cheeks grow red. "what was that for?" she smiled. 

she was never used to public displays of affection. even something as little as your noses touching, or your eyes looking a second longer than it's supposed to into hers. but of course, neither should she. something as destructive as your relationship should be kept a secret. even the smallest touches. 

but at times like these, when you're neither alone nor allowed, but you still sneak in those rare moments of affection, she swears, she falls much much deeper. 

"okay enough of that, the boy here is getting nervous," tony interjects, making you giggle out of the small bubble you and natasha had encapsulated yourselves into. 

"i think you're getting nervous too, tony," clint laughs but he knew enough to stop when natasha shot him a sharp glare. 

you smiled, soothing over natasha's hand that remains on your thigh before taking a glance at the waiter who was only standing there awkwardly staring at natasha, then at the hand you hold over hers. 

that's right, stare at everything you will never have. 

steve clears his throat. "uh, any drinks?" 

"we—uhm—we actually offer—uh, we only offer wines in bottles for service. other drinks; cocktails, mocktails, vodka, everything else you can get from the bar." 

natasha prepares as soon as the boy finishes, "vodka for me, and one mocktail. what are you having, boys?" she asks. 

"isn't—isn't y/n going to like something with alcohol too?" bruce asks. you would actually, but before you have any time to say anything, tony beats you to it.

"exactly. give the girl a break, agent. she's not a kid," tony protests in your place. 

natasha only chuckles, fixing the napkin that she took off her lap neatly on the table, "i think i know what's good for her, don't i, y/n?" 

"boo!!!!!! give the girl a drink," tony still stands. "give the girl a drink!" 

"no. we're riding my motorcycle home, and i'm not having her fall off my bike," she says firmly, almost like a silent command. 

but you still insist. you looked at her with pleading eyes, extending your arm to hold her fingers. "i want a drink, please," you say. "i won't fall off, i promise." 

"give the girl a drink!" tony chants but natasha's eyes stay on you, her smile, daring, but firm. 

she leans against your ear, her lips softly grazing your lobes, and her arm supporting her weight through her grip on your waist. you shuddered. "come on, dear. won't you listen to mommy? mommy knows best, doesn't she?" 

you were aware how exposed you were. in front of her friends. being at the very middle of the packed restaurant as tony claimed was the best table because of the sofa seats, tony, bruce and clint sitting across from you and nat who were the only ones on that side because steve decided to sit on an extra chair at the head of the table. you were surrounded by people, covered by a few friends who even then you didn't expect natasha would be so open with. 

you almost wanted to complain. i'm only meeting your friends, what if they say we're too physically affectionate in public and it turns them off? what if they're reminded of wanda and billy, the very people we're betraying while we're doing this in front of them?

but you couldn't. this was one of the very rare times when you get to enjoy her physical affection, in public which was terribly off-brand of mrs. romanoff. this was one, if not the only moment when you don't feel hidden, when you felt normal, when you felt seen by the world. when you satisfy the small hidden part of yourself that craves for the domesticity of public relationships. 

"i think she really likes you."

you hadn't realized she was gone until only the memory of her breath against your skin remain. and you remembered you were with her friends. 

you looked up. within the 30-45 minutes of knowing these people, you've come to learn that tony is a very bullshit person. he's the joker, the one who would bullshit his death by making it into anything but serious. maybe through his narcissism, or sarcasm, or jokes. that's what makes him charming. other than, of course, his billions of dollars net worth. 

"you think?" it sounded coy but you were serious. you had to know. did she really like you? or was he bullshitting you? would he build this up into a joke, a thing to make fun of natasha when she comes back? 

no. because he chuckles, and it was more genuine than even his smiles. and for the first time he looks away, and it took him a few seconds before looking at you again, "you know, romanoff called me last week. told me she wanted us to meet her girlfriend," he let that sink into you for a moment before he raises a finger, "you know, one thing about romanoff. she never calls me," he says. "she calls clint, tells him everything. she meets with steve. but that's between them. romanoff and i—we have a more eye-to-eye kinda thing. she came and visited me once, nobody knew i had a child by then, we look at each other for one second, and she understood the entire life i built beyond stark industries," he wasn't looking at you again. he was looking over your shoulder, unmoving. "when she called me first of all, i knew it was serious. group serious sort of thing. and then she told me she wanted us to meet her girlfriend? i dropped everything in my lab." 

your mind still processed what he meant. actually, it was so far from that. you were stuck on the image of natasha visiting tony. or meeting up with steve. or telling clint everything. the little things that makes natasha further from her life as mrs. romanoff, or as wanda's wife, or as billy's mother, or as your secret girlfriend, and closer to just being herself, natasha romanoff, it sticks to you. and it remindes you that beyond the labels, beyond the titles, the names. that she was just natasha romanoff before all of these. 

"natasha dated a few people, but none that we actually heard of," steve clarifies, but tony quickly took his spot. 

"we knew about rogers and romanoff. they had a will-they-won't-they going on for a bit until she got together with bruce. of course that's something we just found out during a party when his face fell into her boobs—"

you choked.

and so did professor banner. 

"she never told us anything. we know what we see, and the rest, well—who knows." 

"actually, we didn't know she was married to wanda until three years into the marriage," clint adds. 

your eyes widen at that, choking for the second time but this time on your glass of water. "what?" you ask. "you weren't invited?" 

clint laughs, "oh no, we were invited."

"wanda invited us," bruce says. 

"she invited us through text. she didn't specify who was getting married so we always just assumed she's either remarrying vision or she's marrying a new man," steve continues. "we assumed the latter." 

"we've always been a vision fan, so we didn't go in case she was actually getting married to someone else," clint notes. 

tony laughs in somewhat a bitter tone, but still humorous, "mind you, we had group night outs, phone calls and we texted all throughout those three years that she could've told us she'd gotten married to a mutual close friend."

"she didn't. and three of us works with both her and wanda at the university," clint losens his tie and slouches slightly against the couch. "we found out when wanda invited us for thanksgiving and said natasha should be preparing the table so we all came assuming natasha was only there to help." 

"plot twist, she's married," bruce finishes. 

there was a silence between your shared glances of natasha just talking to the bartender while being handed two drinks. 

"you take care of her, okay?" tony says. his voice had zero pitch to it. it was low, and lazy, and sincere. "romanoff, spent decades taking care of us. you know, when we're sick, heartbroken, happy, drunk, sad, in trouble. she picks up after us. she holds us together. and she still does to this day," he looks up at you. "do us a favor, take care of her. i think you're the only person she'd let take care of her."

"what are you whispering about," natasha asks, setting down your drinks, just in time for your meals to arrive. she looks at you while sitting down, and bringing the napkin to her lap again, "do you still love me?" she sets both hands on your thigh, completely facing you. "whatever these idiots told you aren't true. do you still love me?" 

you giggled. "i was hoping it might be true, actually," you say. 

"this," tony interrupts. "this is true." 

natasha rolled her eyes upon realizing that what he said might not be anything that would jeopardize the relationship you two have. she lands you a kiss on the forehead before fixing herself to her seat, and assisting the waiter in distributing the first round of meals.

"hello, friends!" 

natasha doesn't tell you much about her friends. but she's told you enough to know where they live, and what her relationship is with them. you know one of them lives very far away. 

this must be thor. 

he came in late. he entered with much energy, immediately pulling you into a hug. you were sure he would've carried you right out of your seat and spun you around if natasha hadn't got out in time to make way for you. 

he still picked you up and spun you around nonetheless, "oh is this the girl?!" he said. "look at you! you're a lot prettier than nat described you." 

you'd gotten dizzy. your world spun, perhaps because of this giant man that spun you around like a kid with his doll, or maybe because natasha told them about you. she told them, like how you used to with billy over the guy you had a crush on in middle school. she told her friends about you. 

"okay, okay, please stop. she's getting dizzy," natasha's voice faded into your thoughts as thor slowed down. natasha was already standing behind you, ready to catch you the moment thor sets you down, and she did. you fell limp into her arms as the world tried to catch up. "i swear to god, she's not going to make it out of here alive with you doofuses." 

while everyone stood up to give thor a hug, natasha had her hands loosely wrapped around your waist, and her chin on top of your head while she holds you still to recover from the unsteadiness. 

"so i see the problem," you hear thor say behind you. you turned around, still within the warm hold of natasha romanoff. "romanoff's smitten." 

you blushed a little. 

"am i—am i allowed to say that or will i be in trouble?" thor speaks when natasha doesn't, looking at the others for backup. 

"you won't. y/n's here. we're basically untouchable," barton says, laughing. 

that's how you spent most of the night—laughing. you slowly started easing into the group. they were laughing hard, and so were you. a lot of times, they were making fun of natasha, the others, they were asking about your life. 

everything was light. and you noticed how they were smart enough not to put you in a spot where you'd have to mention either wanda or billy. 

you see a glimpse of natasha's past through them. they were her family. you pieced that together after a few of their stories. 

natasha was almost silent all-throughout, aside from the occasional protest when tony makes fun of her, or the rare interjections of when she feels they'd gone too far with you. 

but because of all the laughing, you hadn't realize natasha cutting your meat for you, and taking the vegetables off your meal until she subtly switched back your plates which you hadn't notice was switched in the first place. you feel her constantly returning glances, checking on you, watching you. and when you ran out of the mocktail she got for you, you see her silently go off to get you another one. 

"natasha, i'm okay. sit down and talk to your friends," you tell her softly when she comes back with another glass for you. this time, you take her hand that's been holding your thigh the rest if the night, and held it with both of yours on top of her leg. 

"you heard the girl romanoff, sit down," tony agrees. 

you were aware that these little moments between you and natasha were in front for everyone to see, and bask in. but you couldn't help it. you leaned against her, your head on her shoulder and your arm tangled with hers as you waited for desert. 

at the end, what was supposed to be your last solemn night alone with natasha, became a loud one with her friends when they all decided to come over her apartment. 

they all shared a car, going off first while you and natasha takes a moment to yourselves when you walk through the parking lot to her motorcycle. 

you were silent, and walking so painfully slow as if you don't want it to end. 

you spent the entire week together. alone. while you did have classes, your girlfriend was a professor, so was most her friends. she had you excused for a week, getting your work sent through her. while she was on a leave. 

there's never a gap between the times you have to spend with billy, and the times she has to spend with wanda. but this week, with billy's research, and wanda's inability to leave the house without her son for long periods of time, you found your window. 

natasha lied; said tony invited the group to the bahamas with their families. she knew wanda won't be able to come because billy won't. so she just "brings" you. 

and just like that, you had one uninterrupted week of just you and natasha. 

"did you have fun tonight?" she asks, stopping you to face her so she can wrap around you the coat you refused to wear when you left her apartment. you hadn't realized she carried it with her though. 

"mhmm," you say with a smile, beginning to rock back and forth on your feet like a child. her hands found yours to hold. "i had a lot of fun with you and your friends." 

"they weren't too much?" 

"i feel like they'd get in trouble if i say yes."

"your intuition is spot on."

you laugh, "nope, they weren't too much then."

you fall into silence. comfortable, soft, kind. you watch the way the breeze blows the strand of hair away from her face. then it falls back, so you took it upon you to do a better job and tuck it behind her ear completely. 

she smiled at you, holding your hand against her cheek now, warming up your cold hands from the heat of her skin. 

"i want to stay like this forever," she tells you. 

you weren't religious, but every day you thank the lord for every moment when you get to feel the bumps on her skin, or see the mole on her cheek; when you get to feel her lips twitch into a smile, not see it behind her office desk, or in front of the rows of people you're sitting behind of, but through the kiss that you share the moment her office door closes, or the last person leaves her classroom. 

you weren't sure when all your hatred turned into love, when you started searching for her in every crowd, when you silently prayed for her praises, when avoiding her glances became begging for her gaze. when did you seek for her warmth beyond her approval? when did you chase for her recognition besides her dismissal? when did you thirst for her touch aside her praise?

the lines between hating her, and loving her was a blur. all you know was that one day you prayed you'd stop being the one student she saw, then the next praying you'd be the only one she'd look at. 

"stay with me forever," you tell her. 

she was a secret. she was forbidden. she was the sin you've been engaging in for a year. 

you weren't religious, but every day you thank the devil for every moment when you get to feel the curves of her body, and the mounds on her chest; when you get to feel her tongue on your skin, or her hand between your legs. never in front of wanda, or billy, or anyone, but in every moment when one of them turns back, to every time they look lovingly into your eyes unaware of the touches under the table, or behind the counter. 

you thank the devil for inventing sin. 

praise the devil for every bite you take of your forbidden apple for god hadn't thought about  the paradise you'd find in hell when he sent your ancestors outside his heaven. 

you kissed her, basking in the taste of sin, and hell, and your home through the saliva that coats your tongue. 

"i love you."

#ath: natasha romanoff series (wasn't midnight rain) #ath: natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff fanfic #marvel #marvel fanfic #mcu #mcu fanfic

[brujitaadinbo]

It causes me some noise, when I see that people use in their arguments or opinions why Din and Bo cannot or do not have something beyond their friendship, involving "respect" "There is only a deep respect between the two" Then I think; Is that really a point for or against them being able to join?

Technically, respect is a value that must be given to everything; that must be within all relationships, especially those closest to us, something that we must live with even in our own beliefs so as not to lose ourselves… Then use "respect" as a factor that can prevent the union of two people. Definitely throw it away for that, because thanks to that respect that they mention so much, they took that step to get to know each other, and give that vote of confidence to each other.

Although their relationship at the beginning was one of tolerance and mutual use because each one had their own priorities and wrong ways of thinking. They were physically attracted to each other, which can be very noticeable, but Din also saw Bo Katan as a challenge; That is why he also felt such a strong attraction towards her, just like Bo Katan towards him, because he broke with the paradigms that she had created and saw him as someone indomitable. Until everything that happened with Grogu happened, Din falls into an emotional abyss and until the boy returns to him, that is when Din regains all hope and feels that the only one who can help in that purpose is Grogu and the children of Los tribe plays under the sun again and without hiding is Bo katan "some of us have bigger purposes"

That's why when Bo Katan is also in her emotional abyss, Din decides to take a risk, listen to her heart or intuition or whatever you want to call it and give her that vote of confidence, support her and follow her, even if she rejects him at first, when Grogu is going to ask for help to rescue his father, he feels guilty because he knows he let his anger win. That's why this worry that I'm wrong… that's why everything changes here.

This is when respect begins to come in, because in that coexistence, they see that they were judging each other badly and they feel more attracted not only physically, that was strong in season 2 and remained in this season 3… but their attraction , their chemistry is established here, they begin to connect, the synchrony flows and is seen… they begin to realize that they are comfortable together and respect, obviously, is the way in which they should treat each other because it is something that links them, allows them dialogue, fight together, investigate, plan, live together, fight… etc etc… then respect is essential for your bond and even better it is the bridge that begins to be cemented for that emotional bond… because there are winks where their own emotions They don't understand them, they start to bloom

And better in a progressive, healthy way and with positive elements like respect, so really if that is your argument to say that you can't be together romantically, throw it in the trash. Because he says so himself; He does not care about her lineage and if before he saw her as "a capricious princess, someone selfish" now he sees her for her qualities, as someone special and knows and respects her position, now he calls her "ma'am" and that is why she is worth worth it, he knows that it is worth giving one's life for. Just like her, he knows that he is special to his son and that it is worth fighting to recover his planet and offer them something better for their future.

I think it's phenomenal that they gave us that transition that not only can you feel the physical attraction, that if they left it alone, it would be a romance that can be forgotten over time, that would not remain in the collective memory and would not be part of pop culture, they know that giving importance to emotional ties is essential for a relationship to work well and healthily and it was seen in this season. That relationships must have both elements to work and respect is vital. That is why they have their friendship, their alliance and their bond and it is fine, because it will allow them to develop in the way they want. So think about it very carefully and with your heart, surround yourself with better people and positive feelings so that you don't see respect as an impediment.

#the mandalorian #this is the way #star wars #bo katan x din #bokadin #dinbo #bo katan kryze #din djarin #clandetres #din x bo

[eriexplosion]

Entering season 2 with Spoils of War!

Honestly I think this is one of the best season openings I've ever seen. The setting is perfect for showing off their animation chops and the upgrade between seasons, bringing everyone into sight with Echo falling flat on their face is hilarious, and it leads into a fun high energy sequence that lets us see the time gap between seasons and just how much Omega in particular has grown. While also introducing us to why everyone is so tired because god are ALL THEIR JOBS LIKE THIS?

Cannot overstate how funny Echo face planting is.

Fucking. Splat.

We went over the plan FIVE TIMES.

Tech turning the ship too sharply and throwing Omega out of it like what did you expect you knew she was out there

Baby girl has gotten SOOOO GOOD WITH HER BOW. I'M PROUD OF HER.

WHY IS OMEGA HANGING OFF THE SHIP?????? Hunter is SO TIRED. He is going to have a fucking heart attack at any moment and he sounds so much more tired than last season already.

"Better late than dead, I always say." Truly I would have done anything this woman said from this point on. Phee is so unspeakably gorgeous and this is still the best line to possibly have Tech come back on, just SAYING.

The faces Wrecker and Omega make at each other on 'this one's too big, this one's too small' are amazing

THIS ONE'S GOT A FACE TATTOO just roasting Hunter with NO provocation, going straight for the giant tattoo on his face. Reasonable, frankly, it's not great for going undercover.

"GOT A NAME BROWN EYES~" I love her.

Wrecker stuttering out 'Yes ma'am' is exactly how I would be around Phee, huge mood.

Echo is the only one besides Tech that she doesn't roast, clear acknowledgement of the fact that Echo is perfect.

Cid leading a mutiny when Hunter doesn't like the war chest plan is fantastic honestly. "We took a vote" and Wrecker can barely even look at him. Sorry Hunter this team has been turned into a democracy you're being overruled. Even Killjoy agreed. Can't tell if Echo is horrified by the name or that they got ratted out.

Cid giving this job is interesting, because the obvious reason is that she wants the money too, but what she tells them is true and comes into play at the end. Eventually the Empire will come out here. If they had succeeded here, they might have split from her completely amicably which is probably what she preferred.

"You can have a future. Isn't that what you're after?" and Hunter looks at Omega I'm WAILING.

Echo has probably rehearsed this speech SEVERAL times. And while neither of them are entirely right (Hunter is right to want to protect Omega, but he's wrong to think that getting away from the Empire is even possible in the circumstances, Echo is right to want to fight the Empire but that doesn't mean they need to throw themselves right into the battle with everything they have) I think that ultimately Echo's POV is the more realistic. And what we've seen in other Star Wars media, and has also been set up in TBB before, is that it doesn't matter what Omega deserves, the world they're in doesn't allow kids to be kids. I'm thinking of Cham in season one saying that he doesn't want Hera to live her whole life fighting like he's had to, where we know damn well that it's exactly what happens - it might not be what they WANT for their kids, but sometimes it's the realities of life. They can't just walk away from that, no matter how much they might want to, not just because of a moral imperative to stand up to the Empire but also because it's just not possible.

Anyway I'm emotional as always over the fact that all Hunter wants is to let Omega have a childhood and that's one thing that I think she will not be able to have.

"Our lives are like this because of Omega" OW OW OW OW Echo WHY did you have to say that her room is RIGHT there.

"We. Should be doing. More." GOD BUT THEY'RE NOT WRONG, THEY'RE NOT, JUST UGH. THIS HURTS.

Omega in her little room with Lula thinking about what she just overheard I'm destroyed.

One of the reasons that the theories that Hunter will die to save the team don't quite work for me is, like Tech, we already know Hunter would die for them. Right here his plan is that if anything bad happens he'll divert their forces entirely by himself, sure he has plans to do that and make it out alive but if he doesn't? He's fine with that, if it gets them out safe. Him sacrificing himself for them isn't any kind of character arc because we're already starting from a point where he'd do that without a second's thought.

Wrecker smoothly scooping Omega into the cargo crate is such an adorable moment.

Even through his helmet the power of Tech's >:T at Wrecker for stunning a guy is powerful enough to be felt.

Shout out to Hunter's gratuitous roll

"How could all of this belong to one person?" that's capitalism Omega

Somehow never noticed Wrecker calling Hunter 'Boss' before oh my god that's adorable.

"Are you sure this hatch will lead into the ship?" "If I am incorrect, we will instantly be sucked out and perish. I am seldom wrong!" I love him, he's so chirpy about it.

"Congratulate yourself after we escape" NO NEVER HE WILL CONGRATULATE HIMSELF RIGHT NOW

The inside of Dooku's palace is soooo gorgeous

Listen if the cargo containers can have thrusters to slow down their descent, I think that the tram cars could have them too, just saying.

"You are correct, I am impressed!" is so cuteeee oh my god.

THE MOST FACE.

God I am cry at Hunter being too boggled to understand how to operate a lift. TECH USUALLY DOES THIS baby it is a TOUCH SCREEN it cannot be that hard what do you mean Tech usually does?

He's so fucking stupid I adore him.

THE S C R E A M

#the bad batch rewatch

[addie-henderson]

Percy lets out a disgruntled ‘ack!’ as he gets smacked in the back of the head with a pillow, turning around just in time to watch the culprit(reader) run down the hall. Debating whether or not he should chase after you for a total of five seconds he quickly stands up and sprints after you. “Hey get back here that wasn’t fair! I wasn’t ready!” shouting as he sprints down the hall, snatching a pillow from the nearby couch and sharply turning the corner. Just in time to see you hide behind annabeth, who was in the middle of writing something, probably for her classes. “hey that’s not fair either!” his only answer was a pillow to the face, huffing in mild disbelief he crossed his arms and stood in the entrance as the pillow flopped onto the floor “you can’t hide behind her forever!” he smiled, said smile quickly slipped from his face when annabeth patted your head and continued working “Annie, that’s not fair! Don’t take her side!” he protested, rolling his eyes at your tactics “I’m not ‘taking her side’ Percy.” annabeth smiled innocently as you stick your tongue out at him.

is this cringy? Can I send you things like this?😭

oh its so easy to buy Annabeth's vote with a kiss, honestly.

the chore chart indicated it was his turn to do dishes. he hated that stupid chore chart. it was almost done (thank every God ever) and then he could go play video games in peace. that's all he wanted really a day of peace. you would think after saving the world two times and going on a bajillion quest he would deserve a day of peace. but no he thought as he was whacked in the back of the head he can't escape war even in his own home.

Percy lets out a disgruntled ‘ack!’ as he gets smacked in the back of the head with a pillow, turning around just in time to watch the culprit run down the hall. Debating whether or not he should chase after you for a total of five seconds he quickly stands up and sprints after you.

“Hey get back here that wasn’t fair! I wasn’t ready!” shouting as he sprints down the hall, snatching a pillow from the nearby couch and sharply turning the corner. Just in time to see you hide behind Annabeth, who was in the middle of writing something, probably for her classes.

“hey that’s not fair either!” his only answer was a pillow to the face, huffing in mild disbelief he crossed his arms and stood in the entrance as the pillow flopped onto the floor you wiggle yourself onto Annabeth's lap poking your tongue out at him from across her shoulder as you rest your head against hers. she shuffles absent-mindedly to typing one-handed on her laptop to hold you. you kiss her cheek softly and she hums in a soft acknowledgment of your presence.

“you can’t hide behind her forever!” he smiled, said smile quickly slipped from his face when Annabeth patted your head and continued working “Annie, that’s not fair! Don’t take her side!” he protested, rolling his eyes at your tactics

“I’m not ‘taking her side’ Percy.” annabeth smiled innocently as you stick your tongue out at him again.

'this. is. war.' you mouth to him with a fake grin of innocence.

"youre a monster." he whispers back, making you giggle followed by annabeth slightly less than gently tapping your bottom in her lap.

"stop antagonizing."

"yes ma'am." you huff with an eye roll behind her back. Percy pursed his lips together in a moment of consideration while you were distracted. he bends to pick up the pillow he dropped slowly before calling out to you.

"babe?"

"hm?" both you and Annabeth sound off at the same time only to be smacked with a flying pillow to the face and back of the head respectively. Annabeth's fingers stop typing and she stiffens under you.

"Run now, Perseus."

"yeah, you got it-" he bolts out of the room, and she stands dropping you to your feet and grabs a pillow.

"THIS IS WAR!!" you shout in childlike glee and Percy smiles from down the hall because at least his girl is having fun... even if his other girl is going to murder him.

#cha•°•percy #cha•°•annabeth #•°•percabeth #•°•anon #•°•poly #•°•fluff

[brehaaorgana]

I remember back in 2010 doing local exit polling for my college class and so many people were just fucking mean for no reason, like soooo many folks would just get super aggressive if you asked them to consider doing an anonymous exit poll, getting up in your face to say their vote was private, holding clip boards hostage, confidently lecturing people on like...fucking the constitution or whatever, declaring we must be awful democrats because we dared to do an exit poll.....

Like sir....ma'am ......I'm just a college freshman studying democracy can you calm the fuck down. I can't even vote in this state. I don't know who is on this ballot. Please just give back the clip board.

[waiting-on-a-dream]

Penny for your thoughts?

T2 linagram prisoners let's gooooo @linagram

Akio

Okay, look, I didn't think voting him guilty for the first trial would be so bad until...the second trial happened. I'm sorryyy 😭😭😭 Its not funny anymore, he deserves a break after his injuries and everything.

Oh, but it seems his crime isn't as simple as I thought it was. 👀 Or rather, his dynamic with Arata and his victim. Can't wait to learn more! I really like the idea of Akio being friends with his victim instead of just being jealous of him from afar. Adds flavor, you know? ✨

Aimi

So... What even is going on with her crime? 😭 It seems as though her accomplice killed her classmates, and then she killed him? Her animosity towards Haku is kinda scary honestly, since she's usually so friendly. Its funny to imagine though, because he would not care. I nearly put a heart over "a beast unleashed" because of this, but Aimi hasn't actually done anything aggressive in linagram.

Still can't get over her design and aesthetic. I want her gender so bad. 💖 The popping balloons in her t2 MV were so cool, and it did remind me of Yuno. Can't wait to see her development in t3. 👀

Shun

After what he did to Kei, he's moved from "makes me uneasy" to "actively dislike" in my linagram tier list. Still can't get over the first half of his t2 MV that featured him with so many women. I really thought he had rizz. Turns out it was just an otome game. Its funny to think about that section of the MV being real, but only because they fell in love with an alter of his. His memory problems came from you, so now that you've learned that you're a system, what does this mean for him? 🤣 Guess I'll still headcanon him having DID.

Naomi

Her design is really cute and I do like her conflicted feelings towards her victim because things are rarely so straightforward. 🥲 Her calm demeanor but constant references of inner anger makes me nervous. Adding on to the fact that she's one of the prisoners that would kill again... Ma'am, please go to therapy.

Kei

Kei is that kind of character that you just fall more in love with the more you learn about him. Then again, he hasn't actually revealed a lot about his crime but his backstory instead. His relationship with Eiji will never not be * incoherent sobbing*. I eagerly await more crumbs on Mr and Mrs Sanada as well! 🤲

I didn't think his dynamic with Shun and Eiko could get any worse, but I was wrong. I WAS SO WRONG. Isn't this the man that was supposed to be the most violent prisoner? What happened to him?? Please get him out of there. Somebody save him. #freethesanadas

Eiko

I'll be honest, she's the character that I forget about the most. Which is kind of weird considering she has the most gruesome murder method in undercover, but it might be a metaphor. Her relationship with her mother is interesting, so I'm looking forward to that.

I do love her design though, especially since she looks so much like Iris, hehe. Her style is great, quite alike Yui's.

Asahi

Rin 🤝 Asahi: Getting more sympathetic as milgram continues. They're the true siblings here. 🤣

Asahi is such a menace, but his insults actually work now that he's had enough time to get a read on everybody. Its funny, I'm down for it. His demeanor towards Miki is really cute! At the end of the day, I want them to get better, which is probably impossible given the nature of milgram, but the sentiment is there. They're a little messed up, but they seem like the characters most likely to be able to live a normal, somewhat happy life if they got out of milgram.

Yurika

Still don't know who her victims are, but all will be revealed in due time. Her relationship with her manager is sad but mostly funny. 😂 I'm not sure how to feel about kinning her the most out of all your ocs like the manga hobby, the struggle of being independent hhhhh

Her ability to resort to violence so easily is kind of interesting now that I think about it, considering one of her themes in struggling with independence. You wouldn't expect her to be the violent type after reading most of what we know about her, but it works somehow.

Riku

His t1 designnn 💖💖💖 Eh, I'm not sure if I like his half and half hairstyle for t2. But the part about the white reminding him of his friend was 👌👌 I can't remember what made him choose those colours, but what if...subconsciously, he chose it because it reminded him of his friend? Just kidding! ...Unless? 👀

His complicated relationship with his friend reminds me of Kalim and Jamil in a way, haha. Have I said this before? I wonder if Riku liked his friend at some point, or at least appreciated something about him. His friend didn't seem to have been a good place either. They both should have gone to therapy together smh. 😔

Reina

Its not really that my eyes have been opened, just that she dropped the serial killer act and now I like her a lot more for it. She's also the only prisoner who's bothering to figure out what's going on milgram, so slay queen. I also love her haircut!! I had a similar one earlier this year, and I got a number of compliments so... :D We twinned.

Ahaha, so her victim is her brother... I figured, but I thought her friends were the ones mainly responsible for the murder. Was it more of an accident? Did something go out of hand? Or is Reina just blaming herself because what else can she do? 🥲

Eiji

Yeah, I understand that he is the more unforgiving guard and he did give the t1 prisoners horrible punishments, but he doesn't deserve this 😭😭😭 Why must things keep happening to him? What is wrong with him and his brother? /pos

Also, I'm still curious about his past. 👀 Kei has been dropping a lot of crumbs, but I still need Eiji to fill in the gaps, haha. What do you mean 10yo Eiji had to protect Kei? Wasn't Kei described to be violent in t1? The sanada parents toooo #freethesanadas

Miki

Her relationship with Asahi is so 💖💖 But other than that, I don't have much to say because she's a pretty cut and dry character. Not that there's anything wrong with that! There's just not a lot of mystery surrounding her anymore compared to her coworkers.

I'm also not sure about her savior complex anymore. 🤔 It doesn't appear that much, and her aggressiveness towards some of the prisoners shows that she's either angrier than she lets on or is a bit of a hypocrite imo. I dunno, let's see what she does for t3! :D

Hiyuu

He's only been here for like, 1 and a half vds but I love him already. Being more of a morally grey guard will do it for me. He's just an eepy lil boi. Can't wait to see what he'll do in t3! But his hinted punishment methods are uh 😰 His mask is really scary too.

#the sheer number of hearts for Kei is 😂😂 #tbh I put a heart over “a beast unleashed” for Asahi's part partly because I could get a bingo #miyagawa akio #hanasaki aimi #ishizu shun #chiba naomi #sanada kei #yoshioka eiko #yano asahi #maruyama yurika #kuroki riku #himura reina #sanada eiji #andou miki #kuroki hinode

[hard-core-super-star]

I can't believe it lmfao. now I see it, the narcissism talk wasn't about spider-man... it was about you...! 😬 the authors you put on that list also saved me damn. I guess that way no one could read your poker face- this is very impressive, but I'm almost sure it's on the “it's not as funny as it seems” list. you seem full of yourself 🤨

WHAT was that?? lmao, did you just let that slide? well, I won't go against your wishes then.

on my honor??? thank you 🥹🥹 and I'm sorry kahskskak it was automatic!! don't be shy and drop the link to the image of the shirt so I can get an idea of ​​how cool it is. waiting for the next day for this to happen? I won't even change my mind, so I'm fine.

I'm totally sorry for reminding you of that and I apologize to the jury too, this won't happen again! I guess... YEAH, I actually missed that part 😭 but I mean, just for the “darling star” it was worth it..... I'm very tempted to stop finishing sentences. If I told you that I have some conservative thoughts as an example now I would be lying- not always, but yeah-

I'm actually right. 🗣️

yes ma'am. I'm stopping right now. Is this a cry for help? blink twice if you need help and need a good night's sleep. now I'm lost on what I should watch, because there's batwoman, legends of tomorrow and ocean 8, not to mention the two series I'm already watching. well kahsjkakakskm since it's just the text I think it will be cool. YEAH, AND NOW WHERE'S MY THIRD STAR? I'm won't, I just want my little star 😔 once again, thank you for the vote of confidence.

– 🌟

asdghjdskhglds stop- you're not wrong lmao and i'm a little ashamed about it 😔 i have such a strong appreciation for all those authors so i'm glad they're getting the love they deserve. not that they need me for that but you know what i mean. honestly, my poker face is awful 'cause i have a tendency to smile a lot when i'm not supposed to be smiling lmao. i would agree but i fear that list might already be too long so we can't add another thing to it. what??? not at all. it's not like i've gained some confidence because you keep encouraging me or anything 😶

what was what? a very important question that you ignored? yeah, i did. you're not the only one getting soft around here.

yeah, it felt fitting since you kept encouraging me to talk about the 19 stuff. i accept your apology and i'll drop the link right here, just for you. and i thought i was stubborn 👀

hmmm, i can't tell how genuine this apology is so i guess it's up to the jury to decide. aw, understandable then, but try not to miss important parts like that because then i feel bad. as long as it was worth it, i guess i'll just have to keep using it...unless it's going to make you stop finishing sentences in which case i take it back. lmao, we'll have to keep that conversation on the back burner for another time then.

i might have to agree with you this time...maybe...

you- i- i have a lot of thoughts, i'll just leave it at thank you...little star sdghjldas you can't ask that about every other message i send lmao. i certainly need a good night's sleep though so i'll blink once 😐😑😐 i would help you decide but i can't decide between all of those. maybe ocean's 8 'cause it's a relatively easy-to-swallow movie. batwoman is on the heavier side and legends of tomorrow is just...a lot lmao. i'm holding onto it until you prove you're worthy of it. and hey, you're the little star here, not the stars i give you. don't go changing the nicknames on me now.

#rubix replies #🌟

[therivergirl]

So, am I about to complain about my mentor again? Yup. So, just enjoy me ranting.

So, my mentor has a son. Said son is 23. He is a uni student. Two days ago he called his mum FIVE TIMES to ask her if she would come home on time to make him dinner. She started complaining to me about this.

Then this exchange happened:

Me: "Why doesn't he just go to the cafeteria?"

My mentor: "He lost his student discount card."

Me: "He can borrow someone else's, I've done it plenty of times when I would misplace mine."

Mentor: "He doesn't like cafeteria food."

Me: "Ok, fair, though it's not THAT bad. He can always have a pizza or some fries. IDK, why doesn't he make something for himself?

Mentor: He can't cook.

Me: Ok, so just tell him to buy some store-bought tortellini or some chicken nuggets, or even some instant noodles, not the healthiest options but for one day it won't do any harm and it's so easy to prepare, literally everything is written on the box.

Mentor: Nah, he won't do it. He doesn't have the will to do it and doesn't know how.

Me: I don't get it. I keep those things at home specifically for days when my motivation is low. I just made some for me and my cousin the other day when I came from the ER with my grandpa and we were both too unmotivated to make anything better.

Mentor: Well, yeah but you and your cousin are girls...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up ma'am! What does that have to do with anything? Since when do men have some condition that makes them unable to cook?

My uncle is a man and he can cook. My grandpa is a man and he can cook. Heck, even my dad, the dead-beat that he is, can fucking cook! Most guys my age can cook at least five basic meals. I worked in multiple restaurants during summer breaks. Guess what? Half the cooks there WERE MEN!

Men can and should learn how to bloody cook!

Cooking, basic cooking at least, is a life skill. I'm not asking that everyone cook as if they want to apply to the next Masterchef. I know some people don't like to cook. My own mum is one of them.

Hell, I LOVE cooking and there are days when my motivation is so low I can barely make fucking instant ramen! But at least I KNOW HOW TO MAKE INSTANT RAMEN!

Making fucking pasta and pre-prepared chicken nuggets is something most 10-year-olds could achieve.

Call me crazy, but I think someone who is legally able to drink, vote, drive, marry, own property, run a business, raise a child etc. should be able to cook a few basic meals! And if they for some reason can't, any excuse, valid or not, is better than "Well, he's a man!"

I'm not placing full responsibility on my mentor. The dude is 23, he should take some responsibility. Or at least go and buy a bloody burger and not bother his mum at work. But if she continues to coddle him like this, she is going to make someone who is anything but independent. You are not making it easier for him, ma'am, you are making a man-child.

The funny thing is, this same woman will complain about men who are demanding their wives to do everything for them. Ma'am, you raised one!

P.S.: Don't worry, my grandpa is fine. He has a decubital ulcer which got infected so we took him to the E.R. because when we found out it was Sunday and I wanted him to get some antibiotics before the infection spreads.

#river rants #river's doctor adventures

[foreignerabroad1994]

She Needs Better Coffee: Writing Prompt Short Story

My response to the following writing prompt to u/32624647 on the WritingPrompts subreddit: [WP] The dwarves find the idea that human technology could've ever equaled - let alone surpassed - theirs patently ridiculous. But just to humour the them, they've decided to accept their proposal for an "engineering student exchange program".

Susan pattered away at her keyboard, looking sideways at the... person sitting in front of her desk, propped up on a pile of books on top of the rickety chair she's been meaning to have replaced.

"Name?"

"Gottfried Junior the third."

She blinks at her screen before glancing at her visitor properly. His beard is dark and long, braided meticulously over his rotund shape. His hands, masculine yet small as a toddler's, fiddle with the end of his beard braid in apparent boredom.

"Is 'the third' your last name?"

"Why would I need a last name? I have one name, ma'am."

She puts in "third" as the last name and "the" as the middle, just to appease the software.

"Address?"

"Second tree door to the right of the third degree road on the 7th."

She blinks again. She's going to need about three shots of espresso if more of these people come by in the next few days since the program officially launched on the university's website. For now, she sips her disgusting coffee straight from the lounge's ancient machine.

"I don't have rubrics for that in the system," she informs him.

"I'm moving to your... dorms soon, anyway. You can put in the south-west dorm building, second floor."

She nods, relieved.

"ID number?"

"Don't tell me you still use numbers for identification." The small man seems almost offended, wrinkling his round nose.

"I did not design this software, sir. I just type things so you can study."

He stares at her for a while. "Well, hold on."

He clicks on a little button on his earlobe, which she had assumed was an earing. "Get me an... ID number."

He waits patiently, and she realizes he's not waiting on her as he nods quietly, staring out the window. He then spouts out a number, which the system accepts as valid. Imagine that.

"Department?" is her voice really that monotonous these days? She should probably get laid. Or go to some pottery class. Something exciting.

"Engineering," he says it with a sneer, practically snorting out the word.

"Is there a problem with the department?" she asks conversationally as she scrolls endlessly to find the department number. Her fingers ache from being frozen around her cheap, half broken mouse.

"Just that it's more like studying history, at this level."

She raises a brow. He sighs. "It's this stupid "exchange" program. Not that we get much in this exchange in my opinion, but it's the easiest way to finalize some credits at my institute."

"I see," she grumbles. She's almost offended on the university's behalf, but she's not paid enough to feel emotionally attached to their brand of student loan predation and inherited prestige, so she isn't actually offended.

"It's so aggravating," he continues, emboldened by her easy non-agreement. "It was almost voted out, you know? But the council decided it would be... inopportune to avoid an opportunity for cultural exchange, with all the species diversity talk they've been spouting."

"I wasn't aware you're not the same species."

He balks. "Homo sapiens? More like Homo subpar."

She chuckles. "That's funny." It's not.

He groans and looks up at the ceiling. "I wish I was equally amused."

So, not amused? "Sure."

She keeps asking him the questions she needs answered to fill in his exchange student registration. When she asks him for his ethnicity, he raises a brow, so she puts in "other".

"All set." She takes a sip of her coffee. It's cold and somehow even more disgusting for it, and she winces.

"I can't believe you lot drink that garbage for energy. Couldn't engineer nutrition optimization when you're too busy funding weight loss drugs, huh?"

She looks at him flatly. "It doesn't have to be the best to work."

He considers it, stroking his braid. "Perhaps."

They wait in silence as the ancient printer churns out his paperwork for him to sign.

"I know you lot have digital signatures at least."

"Not at this school we don't."

"Waste of perfectly healthy trees."

"We're well aware, thank you," she slides the pen and paper on the desk in his direction. He bends over them, scanning them with a finger on the little button for a few seconds. Then he nods once and signs.

"Your class schedule will be emailed to you."

"Ah, the infamous 'snail mail', I see."

"No, that's paper mail. Email is not snail mail. Maybe you could use a history class, sir."

He huffs at her and jumps off the chair, stumbling briefly, before collecting the paperwork he'd just dropped. "They gave me the address to my university account."

"I know. I mail that out."

He looks horrified that she has to physically deliver something like this. Join the team, buddy. She's not a fan either.

"Have a nice time in your classes sir."

He opens the door with a sigh, straining to reach the door handle as he mumbles something about adjustable accessibility settings on entryways. She almost gets up to help him, but he manages.

"Have a good day, ma'am."

He hobbles out, and she sits there, giving herself a minute before the next tiny snob walks in. Maybe she could ask for a tablet for digital signatures, really. Progress isn't all bad.

#writingprompts #fiction writing #creative writing #short story #short stories #funny story #storytelling #character dialogue #funny dialogue #officelife #fantasy #magical realism #short fiction #fiction #justiceforsusan #writing community #writing practice #writing prompt

[yoonieboonie]

The Substitute Lover (6)

word count: 2.5k

genre: fluff, angst hehe

pairing: myg x reader

summary: Finally meeting the college boy you’ve been eyeing on for months, everything goes wrong when you realise what you’re really getting yourself into.

a/n: this is part 6 !!! Thank you for the feedback from last chapter!  The vote for updates was split so I updated on the weekends and weekdays! :> If you can, please please please leave me a feedback after reading this chapter. :> Thank you!!!

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"Joonie, you promised." You groan into your phone. You are pacing back and forth in your apartment as you talk to Namjoon who decided to do a raincheck on your plans today. You were supposed to buy a gift for your Mom as her birthday was near. If you can't be there physically, you at least wanted to send something.

"I know, Y/N." he sighed on the other line. "I was pulled in by Mijin saying Mrs. Lee needs me for rehearsals. No one else in our batch can play flute but me." you can hear in his voice that he wasn't fond of the circumstances too, so you decided to let it go. You can just go alone.

"I contacted Hoba, he can take you."

You found yourself roaming the mall alone for a good hour when you receive a message, asking where you are. Assuming that it was Hoseok's new number, you respond with your location and saved it under the name "Hobi" as you pocketed it to continue your stroll.

You turn to a corner and your mouth opened to gape like a fish. Yoongi is walking towards you with his hands in his pockets. He finally reaches you as you close your mouth.

"I'm assuming Joon didn't tell you that I was coming?" He mused. I shook my head mutely.

"Does Eujin know about this?" you asked. You didn't mean to impose. Yoongi nodded his head. Why was he lying about something as simple as this?

He doesn't know. He doesn't even know why he said yes to this at all. All he knows is that he intends to enjoy today. He's having too much on his plate. You shrugged and cleared your throat.

"I want to buy a shark charm." you said, not looking at him.

"Shark?" he repeated. You put your hands together and placed it above your head as if to act like fins. "Sharks. Jaws. Fish are friends, not food?" you mused.

This made him smile to himself. You really are a peculiar one. "That's my favourite animal to exist, I'm giving that to my mom as something to remember me by."

He nods in understanding. He then leads you to what you assumed were a jewelry store. You trail behind him quietly. This was the start of your friendship and you didn't want to jinx it by doing or saying anything stupid.

You two walk around the store quietly. Charms of different sizes and figures displayed in a glass case, sparkling in the lights that illuminated the whole store. You try to focus on looking for the charm you intend to buy, momentarily forgetting about Yoongi.

You hear a throat cleared beside you and you turn thinking it was Yoongi, rushing you to hurry and pick already. To your surprise, you were faced with a handsome, handsome young man. Confused, you moved to the side, thinking that you may have blocked his way.

"Anything I can help you with, ma'am?" the man asked politely. You then realised that he was a clerk at the store. You feel heat creep up your cheeks just as you failed to answer immediately. You were too busy being flustered to even open your mouth.

Yoongi was quickly beside you, making you recollect yourself.

"I-I'm looking for a shark charm." You said, and awkwardly doing the fin thing you did for Yoongi earlier. The man in front of you chuckled heartily, revealing a dimple on his cheek. You found yourself blushing again.

Yoongi clicked his tongue in annoyance and lifted his hands to bring your "fins" down. Once your hands are back to your sides, he spoke up.

"He knows what a shark is, Y/N. You don't have to do the hands." You nod, and subtly glance at the nametag of the man in front of you that read "Jeongguk".

"Follow me, sir." Jeongguk paused for a while. "Ma’am." he warmly smiled again.

Jeongguk showed you all types of charms and pendants available in the store and in the end, you bought a bracelet charm. It was beautiful.

"Thank you, Jeongguk. My mother would love this, I'm sure." You thanked him one last time. He bowed slightly.

Yoongi was itching to leave and you are honestly sorry to take up so much of his time. So you both head to the exit but before you reach the door, you hear a soft "wait" behind you.

Yoongi was the one to turn first, and then you did. It was Jeongguk. You assumed you have forgotten something but he handed you a piece of paper.

"I wasn't going to since it was unethical," he explained. "But I don't want to have met you and not shoot my shot."

Yoongi snatched the piece of paper from Jeongguk before you could get it. Was he fucking invisible? What was this guy's deal?

"What's your deal, man? Don't you see that we came in together?" Yoongi asked, trying to stay calm.

"I didn't think you would mind, sir." Jeongguk explains. Yoongi shot a brow at this.

"The ring on your finger." Jeongguk answers. "She doesn't have one."

You try and keep a straight face and act unaffected with the statement. Before you can even reply, Yoongi was dragging you out of the mall and into the parking space, not even bothering to stop. He was pissed beyond words. Why was everyone endeared by you? This was a mystery to him.

And you? Blushing furiously at everything that boy said. He scoffed beside you, while you are still oblivious to why he got angry. You assumed it was because you inconvenienced him. You are already thinking of ways to apologise but you were busy not tripping. He wasn't as tall as Namjoon but he was relatively taller than you and you had to jog in order to catch up to his pace as he continue to drag you by your cardigan sleeve.

He was mumbling angrily as he dragged you to his car. You stayed quiet beside him, he must've felt humiliated to be with you. Had you not been with him, he wouldn't be mad right now.

"Yoongi." you call out. His head snapped to your direction. You cleared your throat awkwardly, and fixed your glasses.

"I'm sorry," you start. This made Yoongi's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "I should've just waited for Namjoon to be free and not have you come with me." you spoke up.

"Stop." He replied. "I told you before and I'm telling you now. I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to."

You look up at him, you felt your entire emotions surge and you are fed up with everything Yoongi does and says. You sigh as you ran your hand through your hair.

"Yoongi, why are you here?” you asked. “Have you figured it out?” “Figured what out, Y/N?” He returned. Your mind flashed back to last week’s events.

You were on your way to Mr. Do, your professor’s office, when you heard a female voice that made you stop in your tracks. You start hiding at a corner while at the Business Administration building..

There you found Eujin and Mr. Do hugging tightly. You didn’t really know how to react. After all, it was just a hug. You would like to put a little faith into the love of Yoongi’s life. She would never do this to him, you thought. But when he attempted to kiss Eujin you were quick to react. With your small frame, you pushed the two away from each other. Your chest heaving with every breath that you took.

"Eujin. Mr. Do." You cleared your throat. This made them jump away from each other. Like a fire was lit and burned the two of them. "I-I will pretend to have not seen whatever this is" You start.

Mr. Do, as you addressed him to be, seemed to relax at your statement.. After all, he will not only lose his job but also his dignity once this gets out of the three of them.

"But" you continued. "This has to stop, please."

The way you begged confused the fuck out of Eujin. Why were you begging? Weren’t you supposed to be happy that you caught her and can finally be with Yoongi?

"Y-Yoongi. He loves you so much, Eujin." You faced Eujin who has no emotion in her face but shock. "Please don't hurt him, please." You continued to beg.

Unbeknownst to you, Hoseok followed you to the building for you have left your apartment keys on the chair you sat on. He watched the whole ordeal as you started to beg. He wanted to zoom into the picture and take you away. You were lowering yourself to beg for Yoongi? He was infuriated with whom? He no longer knows.

"Mr. Do, please know that if this continues, I will report to the Dean immediately." You threaten and with that, you grab Eujin's arm and drag her to the restroom nearby.

"Don't fucking touch me, Y/N." Eujin takes her arm back as soon as you both arrive at the restroom. She made sure no one was around when she turned to face you. You can see clear as day that she is terrified with what you saw. She didn't want to lose Yoongi.

"I-I won't tell." you promised as you fixed your glasses.

"Why not? Wouldn't that benefit you? You can finally have Yoongi." Her voice was shaky as she said this.

"I'm not selfish, Eujin. I want him to be happy." You smile. "So please, while you haven't done anything you'd regret yet, stop now. I can guarantee that I won't tell him." you urge.

She closed her eyes, ran her fingers through her hair and looked in the mirror. She was still shaken but better. Without saying a word, she turned and left.

You had no choice but to watch her figure leave.

“Nevermind. I can go home from here.” You fake a smile. You bowed your head and turned to leave. Yoongi has had enough of you leaving and grabbed your arm. The contact sending shivers down your spine. You were quick to remove his hand and something flashed in his eyes. It was gone before you could even decipher what it was. “I’ll take you home. You accept these offers from Hobi and Joon, why am I any different?” He was going to start dragging you but you spoke up again. “Yoongi. we're friends, right?" you asked, as you removed the paper bag of the charm from his hand.

"Of course, we are." He answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Then don't act more than that. I asked you to give me a chance and you didn't." you face him tiredly. "I had to endure seeing you with Eujin for months and you didn't hear anything from me. The least you can do to is to not confuse me with all these halfass comments. I like you but I will never be a substitute lover."

With that, you turned to leave. Everything is crashing down on you. With the stress of having to hide what you saw, to your studies, and now with Yoongi confusing the fuck out of you. You just cannot catch a break.

Yoongi was too shocked to react, he wanted to follow you but what would he say to actually appease you? You were right, after all. Spending time with you honestly confused his feelings for Eujin. Hoseok and Namjoon knew this but didn't say anything. They took matters into their own hands and set you two up.

You sat at a bus stop as you rummage through your bag for your phone. Dialing Namjoon's number, he picked up after a few rings.

"Y/N?" He had a teasing tilt to his voice. "How was it?" As you expected, he wasn't in practice as it was quiet around him. You sigh into the receiver.

"W-What do you t-take me for, Namjoon?" You try to make your voice as stable as you can but it cracked in the end. The humiliation and exhaustion with the whole narrative is making your head spin.

"Did something happen, Y/N? What did Yoongi do?!" He grew alarmed as you cried. You heard shuffling as another voice spoke into the phone.

"Y/N? Are you alright? Where are you, I'll pick you up." Hoseok spoke.

"You were in this too?" You gritted your teeth. Anger and disappontment bubbled in your stomach, no matter how you tried to push it back down, trying to be rational.

"I am not a toy for your trio to play with." You finally spoke coldly. "I have feelings too. I'm not a charity case, Hoseok."

Hoseok winced at the lack of nickname and familiarity to your tone. He and Namjoon only wanted to make you happy, hence the setup of the date.

"Please, I'll pick you up." Hoseok sounds panicked already. "Y/N, love, tell me where you are." On his side, Namjoon watched shocked with how he addressed you. Hoseok was shocked too.

"Don't bother showing your face to me," You breathed. "I don't want anything to do with the three of you.” You were about to drop the call as a bus approached the station but you stopped as soon as Hoseok spoke again. “I saw you last week, Y/N.” You didn’t reply. You both knew what he was talking about. “It was none of your business. That was up to Eujin and Yoongi to fix—“ “Come on, Y/N! Do you hear yourself? She was cheating on him and you know it.” His voice was cold, you barely recognized it. “Even if Eujin did cheat on Yoongi, even if they break up,” You pause. “It still wouldn’t be me. Yoongi will never choose me.” “And how sure are you of that?” A voice spoke but it was not Hoseok. You glanced to your right and saw Yoongi who must’ve followed you. He was panting as his chest heaved up and down. He ran. The bus finally stopped in front of you. You gave him a final look. Yoongi’s eyes were begging you to not get in. But you did. ------------------------------------

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[emotionalsupportshelby]

Hi, I'm depressed it's almost 1am and I'm gonna blog my Peaky episode watch:

Episode: Series 4 episode 3

Let's go

My dad said Paul walks like a ape, and it's, all I see now... Like with both arms at the same time

Michael gives me so many mixed feelings but it's cute that his, adoptive mum showed up in the hospital

Village Michael was the best Michael

Does the adoptive mum know it was Michael's decision not to go back? She's out here, blaming Tommy, like babe... Tommy wanted Michael to go, he refused

ADA MY BABY

Polly counting the days she's gone without a fuck 😭 legendary behaviour only, you go be with someone unsuitable ma'am, we rooting for you

Hi Ada saying "behave yourself" is lowkey fucking hot

You never behave yourself Pol you go down with legends

Only Cillian could rock Harry Potter glasses with that Haircut and I am here for it

I'll make a post on this, later but Tommy needs a, woman like Linda, a women who gets him away for the Buisness

Im not a fan of Linda but Kate is gorgeous 😍

Why is everyone in this cast so hot though

No but I had to watch the Arthur and Linda, sex scene with my dad 😭😭 there's others but this is by far the worst 😭 I hate every time we get there 😭

"keep his balls empty and his belly full" Linda's mum >>>>

I hate myself for thinking this but I wonder if Helens hair drastically changed to this shorter one because she was going through treatment..it looks similar to my aunts, who went through breast cancer so I'm like 👀

Probably not cuz it's years before but.... Who knows

The paint fight scene must have been so fun to film... I love watching it each time

"I'm here as a lover of theatre" Me introducing my theatre nerd ass

I alwaud forget how good Adrien is in Peaky... Season 4 is one of my least favourite seasons but Adrien kills it as Luca even though I dislike his character in general

Arthur he had a fucking vote because it was planned to have the vote Just because you were getting fucked doesn't mean that stops

Arthur... John shoulda killed his teacher... Its not on you it's on his dumb ass

Kates smile is GORGEOUS

Arthur and Linda are a toxic relationship on each end and I hate that neither of them are getting happiness

She's trying to help you get out of the life which is damaging you Arthur, don't go Bat shit at her

100% found out that I've developed a new crush on Kate just now...can't wait to rewatch with this knowledge

"you have a lot of enemies" no shit mate... No fucking shit

JESSIE BABY HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU

and your muppet dress

You cannot say that that dress don't look like it's got muppet on

Ti's the Muppet dress..

Okay I made a post on this before but Cillians subtle yet heartbreaking acting when Greta gets brought up is a hyper fixation every damn time I watch this episode... Here's, my gif from last time

He looks so broken and I can't explain how much I love his acting choice there... Whether he even knew he was doing it or not

I'm so angry Jessie isn't coming back next series 😭

Her and Cillian had so much on screen (for lack of better word) chemistry and I'm sad we won't get any more of it 😭

Greta is still Tommys truest love and possibly his ownly love and I will go to my grave thinking that

Jessie/Charlie deserves SO much more love than she got and I'm forever bitter about how dirty she was done

Cillians acting in this scene is heartbreakingly subtle yet beautiful and I'm in awe

Arthur firing the bullet, I'm not a HUGE Arthur fan but he needs to go and get therapy and find happiness

Lizzie is under appreciated as the woman who isn't with Tommy... She is so much more than Tommy's wife

"Tommy said yes, Arthur said yes"

"but did God say yes" - I love Polly 😭

Finn trying to be in charge, bby no

As someone who has been to Blackpool... That is the happiest look you will ever see... I stayed at a hotel there for a con and it didn't even have a fucking window... We were in a box... I feel Tommy had the same experience

Lizzie, Polly and Linda arranging a girl for Finn gives more proof that he's fruity 🍓

"nice women don't do that sort of thing"

"yes they do, look at you" - we love sweet Tommy one liners 🥺

Hi if tommy wants to take me to the docks Id love that because it's, precious as fuck 🥺

He is fully in his head fucking Greta here but its still a fucking sweet moment and I love it

HE PROMISED GRETA HE WAS GOING TO CHANGE THE WORLD GUYS I CANT 😭

The way he goes back to talking business straight after having sex 😭 boy, rest dammit

"I don't want it like that ever again Tom" cuz you are interested in the other gender?

This scene woulda been a great one for Finn to come out to Tommy and I'm bitter it didn't happen, Steven recognise he ain't straight dammit

I remember watching the scene where Polly 'betrays" Tommy the first time and being so fucking pissed 😂 Still lowkey stresses me the fuck out

I always think I dislike S4 until I watch it and then I'm like damn... What a masterpiece ✨

Top 3 thinks I've thought:

1. Wow Kate is gorgeous and I hate that I've ignored it this long

2. Tommys romantic side who has his guard down needs to be shown more

3. It's not gonna be the same without Helen, I just pray they do it respectfully 🙏🏻🙏🏻

Ahhh that was fun... Hope you enjoyed my commentary 😂

(it's now 2am...oops 🙈)

#cillian murphy #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #peaky blinders #bbc peaky blinders #peaky fookin blinders #thomasshelby #peaky fucking blinders #ada shelby #arthur shelby #polly shelby #polly gray #michael gray #linda shelby #jessie eden #sophie rundle #helen mccrory #finn cole #kate phillips #paul anderson #charlie murphy #by order of the peaky blinders #emotionalsupportshelby #watch peaky with molly

[quenie-azryneth]

Wedding photo contest

Itaru X reader

❤️Eros: Sweet rank. Itaru X reader. 1 and 3/comedy and Melodrama.

(Did I drew the gown for this story? Yes, yes I did.)

(Did I drew the background for Itaru's picture? Yes, yes I did)

(Why didn't I google it instead? Even I don't have the answer. 🤷🏻‍♀️)

(I actually liked how the flower turned out. It looked real. )

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"Itaru, have you seen my phone?" Itaru removed his eyes from his games for a brief moment to look at you. "I haven't." He replied and resumed gaming. "But can you least call my number, please?" You asked. "In a minute, lemme just beat this - Heck yeah, a hundred years too early to challenge me!" He stood up and took out his phone from his pocket, he then types in your number.

*ringing*

You followed the sound of your ringtone, and it leads to your hand bag. "*deep inhale* Oh, Itaru I'm sorry." You face palm as hard as you can. "Pfft..." He covered his mouth with his hand to prevent him from laughing. "Hey! You big meanie." You punched him on the shoulder, hard enough to show your displease. "Sorry, sorry. You're just so cute, I can't help it." "Ugh! Let me check if- Eh?" Your eyes twitched at the sight of your notifications. "What's up?" Itaru asked. "Tch... Ten unread messages... From mom." "Uh oh, looks like someone's in trouble." "Itaru, you're not helping!" "Ha ha, sorry. Go talk to her then. And tell her I said 'hi'. " "Alright, thanks for helping me look for it, see you." You gave him a quick kiss then went home.

*On the phone*

"Hello? Mom? Mom, I'm sorry I didn't reply sooner." "You bet you're sorry, I was worried." Your Mom in her usual. "I'll make it up to you." "Hmm... How about a girls night, tomorrow at 8 pm?" Your Mom suggested "Okay. Oh, by the way, Itaru said 'hi'." "Oh, are you with him right now?" She asked. "I was." You replied. "How are you, Sweetie? How is Itaru doing?" The usual dotting mom. "We're doing fine, Mom." "Don't forget to take care of yourself and eat properly." "I know, Mom. I'm not a kid anymore." "I know, I know. Bye, Sweetie. Mommy loves you." "I love you, too Mom. Bye." She hang up.

Just then a sudden realization hits. "What am I gonna do? My paycheck hasn't been released until next week!" You opened your phone contacts, your finger hovered over Itaru's contact number. "What am I gonna say? ~Hey, Itaru. Could you please lend me some money? ~ Now that's just plain weird." *ring* Your phone rang. You answered, not bothering to check who is it. "Hello? Are you free tomorrow?" "Oh, Itaru. Uh... Actually it depends on the time. Mom and I will be having a girls night at 8 pm." You said. "I see, then I'll take you home before 8, is that cool?" "Why, though?" You got curious. "Well, we really haven't had a proper date in weeks and tomorrow's my day off with no event to interrupt, so...." "[Oh, how sweet of him.]" You giggled at his sudden offer. "I'd love to." You agreed. "Great, I love you. Bye." "I love you, too Itaru." Then you hang up.

The next morning, you strolled hand in hand with Itaru. "Ahh, the weather is so nice today. Hm?" You saw people gathering ahead. "Is it a street act?" You pointed at the crowd. "Hm? You wanna check it out?" He asked. "Sure."

The two of you got closer, you noticed a sign. "Wedding Photo Contest?" Your eyes landed on the list of prizes; >2nd prize: beef steak<. "[Beef steak. I wonder if beef steak is alright with Mom]" You continue to stare at the prizes until Itaru pulled you away from your thoughts. "Let's try it, for fun." He suggested. "Huh? But..." "Come on,it's a limited time event." "Pfft..." You didn't hold back a laugh, he's obviously not leaving room for any arguments so you went along with it.

When you entered the dressing room, your eyes went saucer wide the moment you laid eyes on the gown.

"Wow." You didn't even tried to hide your amazement as you stared at it. "Let's get you changed, ma'am." A voice snapped you back to reality. "Huh? Oh, yes."

The gown fits like a glove, then you slowly looked in the mirror, and when you saw your reflection you froze. "[Woah! Is that really me?]" "[So this is what it feels like wearing a wedding gown for the first time.]" You felt butterflies in your stomach and your chest tighten. "[What would it be like if we're married and start a family together?]"

"Oh you're do-" When you got out of the dressing room you met Itaru's gaze, and he is completely frozen in place. "Uh, Itaru?" "Huh? Ah, sorry. You looked so beautiful I can't take my eyes off you." "Stop teasing." You pouted. "I'm not." You saw a tiny hint of blush on Itaru's cheeks and feel yourself blushing as well. "Thank... Thank you Itaru." You replied at his compliment with a coy smile. "You look rather handsome yourself. It suits you" "Ehe, is that so, looks like I received a premium item."

Couples line up, one by one getting their picture taken. While waiting, Itaru's gaze was on you the whole time. His mind wondered off; What would it be like if the two of you are in a actual wedding, exchanging vows of loving each other until death, and having a family of his own. "Itaru? Earth to Itaruuuu? Hey, it's our turn!" You violently waved your hand in front of him. "Hm?" He snapped out of it. "Ehe, what were you thinking of?" You smiled teasingly. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking about the future." "Itaru, I'm glad we're on the same page." You already knew exactly what he was thinking of.

You and Itaru stood in front of the camera. The photographer instructed your every movement. "Okay, perfect. 1, 2, 3, smile." You gave your best smile. "Okay, change position." Itaru then wrapped his arms around you from behind. "Okay, now look at each other and 1, 2, 3, smile."

"They should kiss." A person from the crowd suggested. "Kiss, kiss, kiss - - - -" Then the whole crowd started chanting. You looked up to see Itaru's face and kissed him on his cheek just as you heard the camera shutter. "Ehe he he." You let out a small laugh at Itaru's startled look.

The vote is closed and the crowd has chosen their favourite couple.

"We won?" It's not too surprising that you and Itaru won the contest, but you wanted the 2nd place prize more. Itaru noticed, since you are literally staring at it. Itaru walked towards the 2nd place couple, "Excuse me, but can we trade prizes?" "Uh, uhu, sure." The couple are confused but nodded in agreement anyway. "This is the prize you wanted, right?" He handed the prize to you. "Aw, Itaru! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!" You hugged him tightly, practically jumping. "So does that mean I increased my intimacy points?" "Maaaaaaaybeeee" You couldn't stop smiling.

"It's almost 8, we should get going." He held out his hand to you. "I didn't realize, I was having so much fun with you I lost track of time." Then the two of you slowly walked hand in hand to your house.

"I guess we're here, goodbye Itaru. Thank you, I truly had a blast." "No need to thank me. I had fun, too." He took a step forward then slowly lifted your chin up and gave you a sweet and soft goodbye kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck to prevent him from pulling away easily.

"I should get going, enjoy your girls night." "Ahaha, I will. I love you."

"I love you, too." You waved at him until he is out of sight.

When you entered the house, your mom was already inside standing by the window with a knowing look on her face.

"What?" You tried to play dumb "So, how was your date, Sweetie?" Your Mom asked "Maybe some other time, but for now it's OUR date." "Fine. But do tell me when you have the time." "Okay."

Your mind still drifts back to that beautiful moment. And someday, you would stand by his side in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, until your last breath as his wife 

The End

- J

#エースリー #act! addict! actors! #a3! #a3! game #イケメン #ブルミング #乙女ゲーム #A3! X reader #Itaru X reader #Itaru Chigasaki #Chigasaki Itaru #茅ヶ崎至 #至 #A3! Fanfic #I got hungry #I want food

[helltalia-inc]

Pirates and mermaids au?! Cliches for the summer???? YES MA'AM! I can't tell if you're asking for permission for those cliches or asking for ideas for it but I'll give you both even if you might already have the same ideas down cause we PUMPED UP NOW CHIEF: summer carnivals, camping out, something with ice cream, setting up a picnic, something with water, picking berries!, literally anything! You go! We [do our best to] follow!

Dear Anonymous Person (I F#CK#NG LOVE YOUR ENTHUSIASM!!! I REALLY LOVE IT) 💖 before this event, I have made more 3 (@hetaween-hetaliaevent, @winterhell-hetaliaevent and @hetaliancupid-hetaliaevent). I never asked for prompts ideas because I'm not the expert with technology (how people do those "prompt vote"?), but mainly because I was expecting to be "ignored". (I'm not saying that the Hetalia fans are mean, absolutely not! But I know how hard is to get others to interact and pay some attention... I hunted people down to participate in the events. No, I'm not ashamed. I have done way worse than that already 🤣)

I was going to do the same with this page too... But, decided to do it different and get people to interact! If I'm allowed to say, I think I'm doing a good job, but I don't want to get too cocky and blow things up 😅

So, like I said before I have many ideas for challenges...

BUT...

I wanted the fans to give also their opinion about it! Unlike those events I mentioned before, there is only one challenge per week, and not 3/4 prompts to choose for each day. So, I wanted fans to interact and give their opinion, so we could all do something that we like.

I don't want only the people to follow, I want them to interact (not only with me, but with others too). 😚

Those are great ideas for challenges! 💖

... Specially, the "Carnaval" one 😁 I had it also on my list. 😍

... Also, something with water (not only the Pirates and Mermaids Au). 😜

GOD! I'm giving so much spoilers now! I will just finish this and answer another ask.

Thanks for those wonderful ideas! 🎉

They are all added to my list now, I won't give them back! 😂

The only problem is that we don't have enough Mondays to do them all 😭 My biggest regret!

#hetaliamondaychallenge #hetalia #aph #hws

[theladysnowbird]

Circe: *standing outside a certain door two floors down from her and Rel's office* *waiting*

Security: *comes trotting up* Sorry, Lady Circe. Took a minute.

Circe: *quiet smile* It's alright. I wasn't going to go in without you, Brio.

Brio: *eying her* ...yes ma'am. Are you ready now?

Circe: *...**checks the folder she has under her arm one last time, then straightens her shoulders and council robes in the same movement* *sigh* As ready as I'll ever be. *quietly opens the door, letting Brio step in first, following behind quietly* *looks up, ears perking just a bit under her hood**oh, good, the temp secretary has gone home already. Iegstrom's alone* *quiet, to reach the inner office* Councillor Iegstrom, are you in? *she knows damn well he is, the door was unlocked and she can HEAR him*

Iegstrom: *grumble* I'm still here, Lady Circe. What do you want?

Circe: *glances at security, then moves to the middle of the room* Councillor, if you could come out here, please. I have some papers I must give you.

Iegstrom: *sound of a chair scraping and a muttered curse...but he does open the door to his office, coming out, glance going from Circe to security and back* *...* *narrowed eyes* What's all this about? I'm getting ready to go HOME.

Circe: *...* *do not sigh* I am aware, Councillor. *takes the folder from under her arm, removing a small packet of papers from it to hold out to the councillor* Councillor Iegstrom, you are hereby removed from -all- active committees save for the major-city waterworks, you are removed from all projects, and until such time as you 'choose to retire to your province', you are restricted to voting status only.

Iegstrom: *took the papers when she held them out, starting to read, but -listening- to Circe makes his face turn purple* *literally* *looks up and glares at her* You little -bitch-. *grabs one end of the paper packet, ripping the entire thing straight down the middle and throwing both halves at Circe* You little BITCH! You can't REMOVE me from ANYTHING, I'll have your HEAD first!

Circe: *does not move as paper hits her in the chin and chest* ... *stony blink* I can and I have; it has been agreed upon in the High Council chambers as of this morning, I am serving you with a completed decision, and should you refuse this restricted status, I am authorized to take your immediate resignation from -all- council duties and remove you from your seat. *opens the folder again and hands him another copy* ...do not threaten me again, Councillor, or I will have you esco--

Iegstrom: *blows up, not bothering to rip this copy, just throwing the entire thing at Circe* YOU CAN'T FORCE ME TO RESIGN, YOU DAMN WOMAN!

Circe: ...*calmly* *nevermind that her hands have started shaking in her sleeves just a bit* ...correction. I not only will, but -am- having you escorted from the building. Brio, please see the councillor safely downstairs and to his car; he may not return to the building until Monday morning, when he is escorted to my office to either tell me he accepts the terms of restriction, or hands me his resignation. *looking at Iegstrom* Do I make myself clear, councillor?

Brio: *moving forward to quietly put a hand on Iegstrom's shoulder* Sir, if you will please get your things and come with me...

Iegstrom: *shrugging Brio off, glaring at Circe with fists clenched* I'll see you in hell, you witch. You can't MAKE me do anything, you aren't even an elected official. You're WINDOW dressing!

Circe: *still caaaaalm* I don't plan on dying any time soon, Iegstrom, and I am going -Home- when I do. I don't know where -you- are going. And for your information? I am elected. No longer appointed by the Council alone. So it seems I am not just a set of curtains. *looks at Brio* If you would?

Brio: *nods* *firmly* Your things, councillor? -Now-. Lady Circe?

Circe: *nods, turning on her heel* I'm going back upstairs, Brio. COuncillor Iegstrom, you have officially been served in the presence of a witness. It is up to you what you do with the copy I just gave you, but I would suggest reading over it carefully before you speak to me next. *...* *coldly* And if you do not come to my office Monday morning, I will consider you terminated -without severance- and will be looking for your replacement. Have a good evening, councillor. *walks out* *and up the hall* *and into the elevator, going back up to her floor* *and down the hall to their office* *...* *where her shaking hands won't let her open the door* ...Rel, let me in, please.

#musechat #musespam #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

The curve flattened I'm told due to evaporation.

Evaporation is allowed to occur when 3 or more people in one house have COVID-19 and give consent to immediate travel to their home place -- some aliens prefer not to call it a planet but it is

So when they are diagnosed they are sent home in NY state including NYC. And so it's made s remarkable difference in numbers.

The evaporation numbers are electronically recorded live in a databank

So dead bodies to dinosaurs and handle that nasty drama or evaporation and hands free and clean.

And as a doctor or nurse, "you are diagnosed with COVID-19. You will have an adventurous future. Please go home and enjoy your ride. Here's two prescriptions to help you on your life's journey"

I mean really. Try a little flavor.

"Bitch you gonna die yo! Here take this pill so you shut the fuck up while you dien' ain't no one wanna hear you yo! And push this down and suck when you be coughin like you dyin cause you will!!" I mean i Don't even care. What are they gonna do? Complain? When? They about to die. In case they do "I explained the medication use and how to and when to and I said the future is different than it is now. And i need a break. Care to join me away from this soon to be home individual?" now its only for now and i really don't recommend you to talk to someone like that except people like me, just wanna punch some fucking ass holes in the face.

Besides some people find that kind of interaction comical and they actually do prefer it to normal doctor talk. Its humbling. Some get upset like Denise.

And i just walked by Uncle Dad and he said to her when she borrowed $2000 from me and lied it was for bills but it was so she could go to Hawaii and she said "just between you and me i borrow this Don't tell dad" and she was talking about it because I walked by and he said "yeah Denise just between you and me You got a bloody broken nose"

Because he wanted me and my daughter to go. And she borrowed almost all my savings and i didn't have enough for 3 plane tickets to Hawaii when she already had $2,000 and 2 paychecks go in and had over $6000 of her own money on the trip after bills paid. So she had $8000...

And i couldn't go. She she got a busted nose. She was until 6 months ago assisted leader of Zulululu on Eaerth.

She insisted that Nathaniel try to initiate sex with me at that time and lost her rulership.

Because in reality she told him to rape me. That's what she fucking did.

Anyway point. If someone talks in a different manner to a COVID than usual. But isn't abusive as i was not abusive in the passage above i expect it to be excused and accepted and discontinued soon. As it is ONLY for COVID-19 activated and not carriers (which will only show up in DNA4U)

A lot of people The most strong people have been invaded by aliens. The strongest.

And we been beat down. Over and over.

I'm gonna pull out the NHRA because some of them kids are real special to me.

32% are human. 92% of the remaining percentage are alien. That's just the drivers.

72% of mechanics are human. 4% of the remaining are alien. (Cause they're fucking lazy -- not just an opinion)

The rest evil humans.

So of 600 drivers... Take 32 times 6 and you got some fucking number i ain't a calculstor but it's about 3x6 is 18 plus in the ones column 2x6 plus Yoir carry.

192 I'm assuming out of 600.

So that totally isn't right. 32% of drivers. 1/3 of 600 is 200

Fuck tree msn noe he says there's 900 drivers. Makes me laugh

So over 300... Why does the calculator say 288??

Why does this not work? 32% oh is not 33.333% it's less than im all thinking 30% is 1/3.

Fuxk math.

I'm sloppy in math. I have good humor about it tho and tree gets a good chuckle at me because I get so dumb about it. I was looking for 35% which is about 315.

See why Yall need 8 hours or more of restful sleep? Denise kept me up all night acting stupid screaming and then Nathaniel woke me up early worried about his livelihood. So i got me like 4 or 5 hours.

So 288 people surrounded by 900 people.

This is often the case then the remaining (i have a calculator here) 612 people try to drag down the 288 i can clearly see that they are outnumbered by over double

So that is a two on one unfair fight. Two not even being allowed to be on the fucking planet!!

And the one alone to stand or ball up to defend is nearly defenseless.

Then in the NHRA to make matters worse the aliens lie and manipulate to get their mechanics behind them.

So i developed a system that the driver team that wants to fight fights as a team and they have to pay real cash money starting at $10,000 that just goes up and up. If they intend to fight a human and Easter Egg occurs and the aliens that put up the bounty to warrior can't fight and must award all cash to the human ran team. Like Erica Enders.

And if she catches you talking shit after the cash award (usually a wire payment) and she will. She racks up fees and fines aka charges. Then she can beat the shit outta the alien team that has to stand there with their hands at their sides or in their pockets after the pockets are cleared by the awarded team and each person gets 5 hits to the face or ribs then the shit talker gets 10 from each team member from the human side.

Since 2013.

Aliens do not belong on Earth. Many of the drivers are the worst offenders of human trafficking which is why They are allowed in the NHRA so we can spy on them and is why rhe mechanics are so many humans.

Because by default humans hate aliens. Its just a distaste we are programmed and then we feel sorry for them for our programmed hate..

It is a very vicious cycle and very painful. Because we can't stand the way they act or dress or the way they're so fucking happy. And its because they lie and hide who they are from us and we feel it.

Thus the distaste

No matter how hard we try to like them and enjoy being with them the hiding and lying over and over of their true identity is terrible.

Queen hid from me her identity and I was all who the fuck are you? Like it wasn't like i would be rammed if i asked.

She said "pardon?"

And i was like oh shit and i got all red... And i was all oh im sorry I should not talk to her like that she's elder and proper! So i said "im sorry ma'am i was Just wondering who you were"

"Well I'm the fucking Queen!!"

I must had looked like a turnip by then all the blood rushing to my face to feed my brain.

"Of who?! What? Where?!"

"Of England" and she folded her hands in her lap on one side and looked all dignified.

Holy fucking shit who would thought?! Not me!

But an alien will lie "I'm just like you but ...." And never dignify themselves to say they are alien. And it is irritating.

When Queens or Kings don't announce themselves its full of mystery and wonder.

When an alien DOES then it's full of mystery and wonder.

When they don't it's absolutely full blown annoying.

Sometimes we can act like children and allow a person to follow us around and copy every move like the other kid doesn't know how to live. But there comes a point even a child will explode in temper.

They just don't fit on our planet!

Even Venus. Neptune and Mars when they transferred to human Because they earned the right by following the rules we still had to tweak their brains and look and so on.

Neptune looked like Ewoks. They were so fucking cute!!! I love Ewoks. I slept with one forever in my bed when i was a kid - a stuffed one from the store.. A fake non living one. I didn't know. I just felt a lot of love.

And i was being really abused by Denise and Nathaniel and i felt really better to,wake up to its cute little face. It was the one thing Denise didn't try to destroy because she knew the truth about them but she sure didn't tell me.

So although I have and the whole human race has a severe dislike and distaste for the alien race I did ensure that their deaths are one I would want for myself. For my children. For the proper Queen of England who can joke around and make my body feed my brain to keep me alive for one more day.

Something kind.

Evaporation is a slight accordion feeling mainly in the chest and then off they go.

So no one intended for Donald Trump to be running his mouth telling people not to listen to me

Simple bronchitis treatment then home to their families to discuss the ability to leave and when and where. And apparently there's a website you can organize yourselves on so you don't go alone.

I have tried every other way and it was unsuccessful.

I'm not destroying my own planet that was a gift because some aliens are fucking rude.

Im just gonna send their asses home as i should have done long ago.

Its not about being bitter or wanting revenge.

Simple fact is they don't belong here and they have their own home and their own Gods.

Its straining for their Gods to switch between their home and here.

Not my creation. Not my responsibility.

Not the nurses nor doctor nor military.

Not the mailmans nor Amazon's.

When yall voted for an American Revolutionary War 76% voted yes. Of the world wide population of nurses and doctors and health cate professionals 81.5% voted yes. Over 81% voted for a Revolution

So i expect no problems from now and the next 13 days.

24% of Y'all were probably aliens. Tree says... 16 and a half % which then leaves probably evil humans. Snd tree says yes.

So 100% of Humans says yes fuck this shit.

So y'all drink your grocery store wine. Have your cheese. Leave me some extra sharp cheddar but get you some too and get your ice cream. Buckle down and take your tests for money to buy all that. Don't pay no rent nor mortgage

We will talk to car loans i expect. Talk to your car loan providers. I don't want no dude towing your car cause he know it's at home and you didn't pay the monthly payment.

So use your DNA4U to pay your car loans and car insurance and get your food..

Don't be paying baggers online. I got a couple I follow here on Tumblr always a medical or food need. Go on the street corner and work for that yo.

They can get same as you to take a test

Get your student loans deferred.

If you have no DNA4U access and you did and you got an email saying why then you're leaving the planet So click the link and make your arrangements to get on your way.