#alex does moodboards

[aromanticbuck]

Brandon "Mouse" McHolland (for @highclasstrashposts, who did most of this worldbuilding, honestly)

In the summer of 1985, a basket was left in front of Firehouse 51. Inside, there was a baby, and a blanket, and a note pinned to the fleece. There was no explanation, no number to call, no indication that whoever had left him there would return.

take care of Brandon for me

There weren't many people to take care of him - between Herrmann's new marriage and Boden's crumbling one, the number of homes he could go to was slim. But it would be worse if he was put into the system, being passed from one foster home to another without any kind of stability. If they wanted to follow the single instruction left in the note, and take care of the child that was left in their care, he needed a good life, someone constant in it, a support system he could always rely on no matter where life took him.

So, even if Mouch was the one who took him in, gave him food and a roof, it really did take a village to raise a child. While his name legally became Brandon McHolland, he had an entire firehouse to call family. He had uncles and cousins, even if none of them were related to him by blood. He had as many people to go to for advice as he could imagine, and plenty of space to roam around the firehouse when he started walking and saying more than babbled syllables.

When he still had trouble repeating a few names he heard around the firehouse, with the ch coming out closer to sh, he got his own silly nickname that wasn't far off from his adopted father's. By the time his age reached double digits, he answered to Mouse more than he answered to Brandon, and he almost preferred it that way. Even if they weren't family biologically, having a name, no matter how silly, that could be easily mistaken for another felt important to him. It gave him a connection to the most important person in his life beyond the same address and last name.

"No one cares more about abandoned babies than me."

[ request a moodboard ]

#mouse gerwitz #greg gerwitz #greg mouse gerwitz #cpd #chicago pd #cfire #chicago fire #one chicago #adopted!mouse au #cass tag #alex does moodboards #highclasstrashposts #yes this gets the adopted au tag #who do you think named him brandon and left him somewhere safe??? #anyway i'm thinking about this au a normal amount

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

current editing moodboard, please send help

#perfectionism is really kicking my butt rn #that and the fact i had like a week away from writing properly bc chronic pain and now i can’t get back into the headspace #so yeah #perfectionism and brain fog #the inimitable duo #and i know i just need to be patient because it’ll get in the end there like it always does #but rn i’ve spent two nights in a row trying to polish up the last bits of this chapter #and i still just feel so detached from it all i want to pitch my laptop out the window #but i can’t afford a new laptop each time i want to defenestrate it #so this little rant will have to do instead #UGH #it’s so annoying because i am actually so so proud of this chapter and have loved writing it and can’t wait to share it #it’s just this last little bit that i seem to be hitting a brick wall with #anyway sorry #four walls readers don't worry i go through this just about every chapter lol #i'm just feeling it particularly this time because it's a particularly big chapter (both in terms of length and content) #and sometimes venting in the tags and creating an alex moodboard is very therapeutic #writing stuff #alex turner #writer's block #lulu posts

[bloodbathfortwo]

I've posted my moodboards for Like minds. And I'm bound to post more. Presenting: Like Minds Mafia! Au, OLDER! Alex Forbes and YOUNGER! Nigel Colbie with a good 'ol mind corruption. 😇

#murderous intent #like minds 2006 #alex forbes #nigel colbie #like minds #AUs #alternate universe #There's a reason why there's a contract image on this moodboard. #I'd like to imagine that Nigel is trying to make ends meet #for him and his mom. #but he can barely keep up with the bills. #Then he stumbles into a bar #And then his sights is set on Him; Mascular #tall and handsome and he can't help but gulp at his racing thoughts. #Nigel strikes up a convo and delightfully Alex does reciprocate #and when Nigel brings up about his financial struggles. Alex suddenly whips out a contract; A physical relationship in exchange for money. #LET ME TELL YOU #NIGEL IS PROBABLY TIPSY #I JUST FORGOT TO MENTION THAT THEY HAD ALCOHOL #IT'S A BAR OFCOURSE #WHAT DO YOU EXPECT??? #ANYWAYS #Nigel accepts it and signs the contract and the rest id history. #let's say that Alex is invested in their relationship. and so is Nigel.

[wisteriagoesvroom]

helloooooo :)) sliding in with a generic marvel-esque vaguely criminal organization landoscar au with background lestappen because I am nothing if not predictable

Oscar is their resident poison specialist (he makes new poisons, tests them, makes antidotes, etc. for the organization to use). His preference is plant based poisons, like belladonna and nightshade, because he graduated college with a botany degree and therefore has a lot of knowledge about them that he can put for use. He spends most of his time in his greenhouse full of toxic, beautiful plants that he tends too very, very carefully. They’re his babies.

There’s a whole backstory involved with how he came to join the organization that involves him accidentally killing his college roommate

Lando is a former gymnast turned espionage guy who also does theft on the side for funsies that works for the organization. Like vaguely cat woman-y? Obviously he’s super flexible and super good at his job because duh.

His favorite hobby is breaking into Oscar’s greenhouse via the windows and watching him work. Oscar is super fascinating to him, and he’s enamored with how absolutely brilliant this quiet, stoic boy, with maybe five facial expressions total is.

Lando sits there and listens to Oscar ramble about his complex science things. He doesn’t understand most of it ngl, but he loves the way Oscar’s face lights up when he goes on a long tangent about the chemical properties of cyanide and why it’s superior to arsenic.

Also sometimes lando brings Oscar random pretty shiny things that he stole that he thinks Oscar might like and leaves them on his desk, kind of like a crow. Oscar keeps all of them in a box under his bed. He looks at them when he feels down (he doesn’t tell lando that)

Oscar is equally obsessed with lando but this is already wayyyyyy too long so 😭 you just gotta trust me on this one

And then eventually, the rest of the people in the organization pick up on the growing landoscar feelings situation. Alex and George give lando a bunch of (loving and caring) grief about it. A bet between them is born. “$50 lando is too chicken to confess to Oscar by the end of the month”

Yada yada time skip a week or so and lando and Oscar FINALLY do something about the tension between them one night late in Oscar’s greenhouse, lando freshly back from a mission. Boom they kiss and then lando, being the idiot that he is, as soon as they pull apart, goes “lol George and Alex owe me $50 now”

Cue misunderstanding trope. “Oh you only kissed me for a bet?? You don’t actually have feelings for me 😔 I knew it was too good to be true.”

Lando realizes his mistake but Oscar’s already out the door, disappeared into the night.

And then Oscar gets kidnapped by the enemy 🤗 because he’d normally be more aware and vigilant and stuff but his emotions are really going through it so. The ransom note comes through the next day.

Gonna leave it on that because otherwise I will spiral into a full blown fic when I already have too many wips to finish

I'M SO????? HOW DID U JUST RANDOMLY SLIDE IN HERE WITH THIS???? i am so obsessed with these details my god the POISON? CATMAN ESPIONAGEGYMNAST? christ. and then lando leaving him little gifts like a crow. OSCAR ACCIDENTALLY K-WORDING HIS ROOMMATE (and possible guilt)?? the classic misunderstanding thingy "but oscar gets kidnapped" leading to a climactic rescue oh oh oh this is the stuff of dreams.

idk what to do with myself exactly cus this is so gorgeous. anyway have a moodboard for your efforts cus like my goodness this was lovely to read.

#landoscar #814 #lemonadedino get back here #how can you craft something so beautiful and then leave me in meltdown #asks #this is so fun ahhhhh #i am so... #rly love the vibes #thinking fondly of They

[syoddeye]

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

because i can't be Normal, here are 11 mini moodboards + blurbs lmao. thank you canva. some of the photos are low res, that's my b.

disclaimer: this is clearly for fun. i don't want to hear about how wrong i am lol.

Price: Maybe this is because the strong visuals from Ursa Major by @the-californicationist is rotting my brain (affectionate), but my favorite dude likes workwear and high quality clothing. I don't think he prioritizes fashion, but at the same time, he puts on Hard Pants whenever he leaves the house because you never know who he might meet! (You. At the store. Where he gets that pesky can of whatever off the top shelf for you.) Need to commission an artist to draw him as Tom Selleck.

Rudy: Inspired by Bayardo. Rudy likes moto style, worn-in/lived-in clothing, and cleans up real nice. I could see him gravitating more color and knit button downs/polo shirts. I didn't include much western/cowboy stuff, but I imagine Alejandro's aesthetic rubbing off on Rudy since they've known each other for decades.

Ghost: To no one's surprise, his favorite color is black. But, he wouldn't wear clothes that draw even more attention. He's already a big fella, I just don't see him trying to stand out on purpose. He favors darker neutrals, layers, regular cloth or paper face masks, and workwear. Pretty plain aesthetic. Just a Guy™.

Kate: "Sy, that's a lot of Gillian Anderson." AND? What about it? Anyway, I think younger!Kate saw If These Walls Could Talk 2 and emulated Amy's (Chloë Sevigny) style for a number of years. I think with her work and maturation of style, her style is more utilitarian/streamlined, but when she dresses up, ooh baby. Some of Maya Erskine's outfits in the new Mr. and Mrs. Smith show also scream Kate to me. Obviously we have a vest outfit here, because if there is one thing lesbians love, it's utility. /jk

Nik: Similar to Price in that he values clothes that can hold up under normal-to-heavy use. Every outfit does have to highlight a chain. My guy is probably sitting on a small mountain of money, too, but the clothes he picks for himself are unlabeled.

Ale: He's a smooth operator 🎶 No, but to me he's like Soap - Alejandro knows he's good-looking. He has the range and the confidence to pull off most anything. I think similar to Rudy, I imagine him leaning more towards moto aesthetics, with more cowboy/western vibes. Not afraid of color. Lest we forget, he owns a ranch, so throw in workwear, too. Tucked in shirts, belt buckles. Another minor point of inspo is Donald Glover from Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

Gaz: It's coincidence two photos contains glasses BUT I think in my dream world, Gaz dresses the way Elliot Knight's stylist dresses him. Which is to say wonderfully. Gaz tends toward neutrals, pieces that are easy to layer, and can fit into more than one look. He's probably somewhat up on fashion and style, not obsessed, but aware of what he looks good in. Not afraid to chat up a sales associate for help.

Soap: He knows he's nice to look at. He knows his arms are drool-worthy. The moment the weather's pleasant enough, he's sleeveless. I also know he probably dgaf about fashion but let's feed my delusions. Streetwear, athleisure - He's got to be able to move freely, feel comfortable, and show off his build.

Farah: Ignore the bags lol. If anything, she's carrying something crossbody and functional. Anyway, Farah's a leader and has been from too young of an age. I think this translates to how she carries herself and what she wears, yeah? I think she aligns with Soap+Gaz+Ale in the Can Wear Anything group. My soft as fuck HC is that Price gave her a few band shirts at some point in time.

Alex: Generally aware of what he looks good in. He relies on his more fashion inclined friends and loved ones to send him ideas or buy him clothes outright because he does not go out of his way to shop. He constantly wears that a single jacket he got One compliment on it six years ago. Like Ghost, he's Just a Guy™. A very handsome one.

Valeria: She's a business woman, right? 👀 Valeria's aesthetic is a mixture of all black everything/glam/utilitarian but make it fashion. In my deepest of dreams, her fashion style is more fluid, and she eats up everything she wears. Again, kind of falling into the idea that confidence makes any style possible on her.

character ask game questions here!

#i made these between meetings on mobile so let's be nice about formatting #sy asks #cod aesthetics #moodboards #john price #rodolfo rudy parra #rudy parra #simon ghost riley #kate laswell #kate laswell cod #cod nikolai #nikolai cod #alejandro vargas #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #farah karim #alex keller #valeria garza #femalefemur

[read-and-write-]

Inspiration Weekend

You see, there's something about posting on time that does not vibe in my brain, therefore why I have 13 drafts right now and at least five are tag games

That being said thanks to @14carrotghoul @songliili @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @happiness-of-the-pursuit @affectionatelyrs @heybuddy-drabbles @suseagull04 for tagging me and to the beautiful @littlemisskittentoes for doing this moodboard for me, I actually love it and my original idea was just song lyrics

Religious imagery fic! Aka if i do not have (your) love, i am nothing, a retelling on canon and character study of Alex's relationship with God, religion and divinity, wrapped up in a bible verse that speaks about love, coming to your nearest Ao3 screen very soon

If you want to know more this link will take you to the snippets and fun facts I shared a while ago

Weekend is over so no tags for me but if you think time is fake and days are just a cage do take this as your tag, and show me what you got!

#red white and royal blue #fanfiction #tag game #inspiration weekend #fic if i do not have (your) love #this was a quick 2k os #it's now a 8k work #i am not done yet #but almost there

[fandomestloser]

like an angel to me

written by @holes-in-my-false-confidence for @whumpuary

“This isn’t about shame.” Alex clarifies stiffly. “This is about privacy and the fundamental right of self-determination which are exactly the principles on which the struggle for queer liberation has always been fought.” Henry looks away from the laptop, over to Shaan, who is watching him carefully with raised brows.“Yes, sir?” “Does this mean.. What’re they..” “Buckingham wanted to deny everything. Apparently, Downing Street and the White House came to another agreement. I can’t promise yet that your grandfather won’t still make an effort to end it, but I can say that after this speech, the entire world will know your truth.” Shaan explains with a rare smile.

After the leak, Henry’s been essentially locked inside the palace, forbidden from going to Alex; he’d thought the speech had made them feel closer, and yet he’s never longed for Alex as he does now. Or the one where Henry is trapped in Kensington Palace, Alex makes a speech, and both only wish to be together again.

987 words | T | Henry Fox Mountchristen-Windsor/Alex Claremont-Diaz | Canon Universe | moodboard by me, all pictures are owned by creators

#whumpuary2024 #whumpuaryno8 #hostage #fanfiction #rwrb

[aew-kun-age-regression]

-Call of Duty Masterslist-

Moodboards

Caregiver!Ghost + Caregiver!Soap

Caregiver!Captain Price

Caregiver!Philip Graves

Caregiver!Ghost/Simon Riley

Caregiver!Captain Price/John Price

Regressor!Ghost/Simon Riley

Caregiver!Soap/John McTavish

Caregiver!Horangi

Caregiver!Captain Price + Regressor!Ghost/Simon Riley

Caregiver!Kate Laswell

Caregiver!Valeria Garza StimBoard

Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Caregiver!Captain Price/John Price + Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Caregiver!Ghost/Simon Riley

Caregiver!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Caregiver!Horangi StimBoard

Caregiver!Kate Laswell (Snow Leopard Petre)

Caregiver!John Price

Teen!Regressor!Phillip Graves

Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Caregiver!Alex Keller

Regressor!John 'Soap' McTavish

Regressor!Farah Karim

Caregiver!Rodolfo 'Rudy' Parra

Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick + Caregiver!Captain John Price

Regressor!John 'Soap' McTavish + Caregiver/Babysitter!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Regressor!Philip Graves

Caregiver!John 'Soap' McTavish

Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick StimBoard

Regressor!John 'Soap' MacTavish StimBoard

Regressor!Simon 'Ghost' Riley StimBoard

Regressor!Phillip Graves StimBoard (Puppy Petre)

Regressor!Phillip Graves StimBoard

Caregiver!Phillip Graves (Self Indulgent)

Regressor!Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Caregiver!Kate Laswell StimBoard (Self Indulgent)

Regressor!Layla StimBoard (OC)

Regressor!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick StimBoard

Caregiver!Captain MacTavish

Fanfics/Story

Caregiver!Soap McTavish X Little!Reader (Rain and Racing...)

Caregiver!Captain John Price, John 'Soap' McTavish, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick, Simon 'Ghost' Riley X Little!Reader (How you cope...)

Caregiver!Captain John Price X Little!Simon 'Ghost' Riley (Masks can hide a lot..)

Headcannons

Caregiver!Captain Price/John Price Headcannons

Regressor!Ghost/Simon Riley W/ What Regression Gear Does He Have + Is He Secretive

Caregiver!Kate Laswell W/ What Activities Does She Like Doing With A Regressor

Caregiver!Captain 'John' Price, John 'Soap' McTavish, Simon 'ghost' Riley, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick W/ Sick A Regressor

Regressor!Simon 'ghost' Riley, Kyle 'gaz' Garrick, Farah Karim W/ Sad Kiddo Thoughts

Caregiver!Alex Keller + Regressor!Farah Karim W/ Puzzle Thoughts

Random Caregiver!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick, Captain John Price, John 'Soap' McTavish, Simon 'Ghost' Riley Headcannons

Regressor!Farah Karim Headcannons

Regressor!Phillip Graves Headcannons

Regressor!Phillip Graves W/ Going To The Zoo

Regressor!Phillip Graves W/ Sleepy Time

Regressor!Phillip Graves, Caregiver!Captain 'John' Price, Babysitter!Kate Laswell W/ Sleepy Cuddles

Babysitter!Kate Laswell + Regressor!Phillip Graves Thoughts

Regressor/Caregiver!Phillip Graves + Caregiver/Regressor!Simon 'Ghost' Riley W/ Trust

Regressor!Phillip Graves W/ TV Shows

Playlist

Art

DNI Banner

Gaz, Soap, Captain Price & Ghost

Valeria, Alejandro, Rudy & Laswell

Farah & Alex

Phillip Graves

Paci Icon

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

John 'Soap' McTavish

Philip Graves

Konig

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Valeria Garza

John 'Soap' McTavish

Farah Karim

Konig

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittlemoodboards #aewmasterlist #aewlittleheadcannons #aewlittlestories #cod agere #call of duty agere

[yuujispinkhair]

Kabukicho Love (Chapter 01)

I don't wanna check into the Tokyo Love Hotel. I just want your love all to myself

Successful but lonely businessman Sukuna gave up on love. Why put his heart on the line when he can just as easily buy "love" from the prettiest escorts of Tokyo? But why does this supposedly fake love feel so real when he's with the new boy he booked?

Pairing: Sukuna x Escort!Yuuji Genre: Escort AU, smut, fluff Word Count: 2.3k Playlist: Sukuita Escort AU Warnings: 18+, smut, sex work, age gap (Yuuji is 21 and Sukuna 30), in later chapters: oral, fingering, rimming, anal, cum eating, alcohol, light angst, mention of a side character's death, mutual pining. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

The picture I used in the header is from the Manhwa BJ Alex. There is art now for this series! Thank you so much to @/silverink58 for drawing this beautiful picture of Sukuna and Yuuji for me! I'm so happy that you let me commission you!

Thank you so much to Liz @lizarts01 for drawing this super hot and super cute picture of Yuuji + Nobara as sexy bunnies!! I am losing my mind!!

And thank you so much to @/cometcoffee103 for making this beautiful moodboard for the AU!

"So, what can I do for you today? Need a little sweetness in your busy life again?"

Gojo's icy blue eyes fix Sukuna amusedly over the rim of his cocktail glass. His arrogance and blatant mockery are something Sukuna hates about his former classmate. Gojo Satoru is one of the only people who don't treat Sukuna respectfully. The problem is probably that Sukuna and Gojo are too similar. And arrogance isn't the only thing they have in common. Gojo is also the best in his field of business, just like Sukuna is in his.

They went to college together, both majoring in economics. Sukuna graduated to take over the family business empire, becoming the CEO of the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group, while Gojo built his own empire in Tokyo's glittering red light district. And his most lucrative business is the Infinity Escort Service. First class company for the rich and influential people of Tokyo.

A busy man like Sukuna gets lonely sometimes. Maybe that's his biggest regret. He always puts all his time into his work, and his little free time is spent at the gym or networking in bars or restaurants. So he doesn't have time to actually meet someone. By now he is 30, and while most people his age are already married, he has no one to come home to.

At this point, Sukuna doesn't believe in love anymore. Not after his former fiancee left him after three years for a man twice his age but also twice as rich.

There isn't love for a man like Sukuna. Only sex and money.

And that's where his old dormmate Gojo comes into the picture.

Gojo takes pride in acquiring the most exclusive escorts. They are all gorgeous. Pretty face, smooth skin, well-groomed with fit bodies and immaculate style. A feast for the eyes.

And they have to undergo a training to blend in with the rich and famous, meaning you can take them to the most exclusive restaurants without making a fool of yourself. They have the proper manners. They know which wine goes with what and can hold conversations about current events.

They are excellent in the bedroom too, of course. That's the unofficial part, though. But everyone knows you don't just book an escort for a nice dinner.

So long story short, Sukuna always calls up Gojo when he feels a bit lonely. He knows he can always count on his old friend to understand what he wants.

And tonight Sukuna has a special inquiry.

He tilts his head back to swallow the vodka shot before putting the glass back down on the table and looking at his former classmate with a slight smirk on his handsome face.

"I'm going on a little vacation, actually. A weekend at the beach. And I'm looking for some nice company."

"Ooooh, I understand. You want to unwind after all the hard work. It's what you deserve! And I have the perfect cutie to keep you company. I have a new boy! You haven't met him yet. Absolutely gorgeous and eager to please. And he has the perfect beach body! Look here! Isn't he cute?"

Gojo shoves his iPad across the table, internet browser opened to the Infinity profile of an escort going by the name Yuuji. Sukuna draws in a breath.

His friend wasn't lying. The boy is really stunning. Bright sunshine smile, light brown eyes that almost glow golden in some of the pictures, smooth tan skin, athletic figure with well-defined buff muscles, a cute firm round ass, and to Sukuna's amusement, pastel pink hair like himself.

"He looks cute."

Gojo's grin is far too conceited when he leans across the table and nods enthusiastically.

"I know! See, I told you I have what you need. I'll let sweet Yuuji know that he has plans for next weekend. Oh, he will be so excited when he hears he'll go to the beach! He's so cute! You'll absolutely love him!"

Sukuna is glad for the dark sunglasses he is wearing when the boy is walking towards his Porsche. At least this way, he can check him out unashamedly. And oh yes, he is definitely someone who's a feast for Sukuna's hungry gaze.

Yuuji is even more gorgeous in real life. He shines as bright as the sun with that pretty broad smile and the sparkle in his honey-colored eyes.

He's walking confidently, with big fast strides. Strong body and strong boy. He doesn't look like the typical bottom, but that makes him even more perfect in Sukuna's eyes. He will have a lot of fun playfully wrestling with this strong cutie, pressing him down onto the bed, making him whimper and moan. Fuck, it has been too long! His pants are already feeling too tight just from one look at his little pet for the weekend.

The boy slips into the passenger seat with the same big sunshine smile and movie star glow he had in all of the pictures Gojo showed to Sukuna.

He's so pretty. And sweet like honey too, apparently, because he turns to look at Sukuna and bows his head respectfully before addressing him with a cute and sexy voice that sounds too excited to be fake:

"Heyy, I am Yuuji! It's so nice to meet you, sir! Thank you so much for inviting me on this trip. I am so excited! I wanted to go to the beach for years!"

Sukuna is watching him with a lazy smirk, slowly taking off his sunglasses to get an even better look. The boy's eyes widen, and he blushes the slightest bit. He's getting cuter by the second.

Yuuji scratches his neck a bit sheepishly,

"Um, sorry... I... I am just really excited. But I forgot to ask you, what should I call you? Is sir ok? Or do you prefer something else? Master? Your name? Or maybe Daddy?"

Sukuna smirks in amusement. Such a sweetheart, so eager to please. He likes that in a boy.

"Thank you for accompanying me, Yuuji. It's nice to meet you too. Call me Sukuna. And Master in the bedroom. But we'll get to that later."

Yuuji smiles and bites his lip at Sukuna's words. He looks cute enough to eat.

Sukuna laughs softly, reaching out to gently cup the boy's cheek and caress it with his thumb.

"Let's drive, so you can enjoy the beach all afternoon, hm?"

Yuuji's honey eyes sparkle at him in excitement, and he nods eagerly. Sukuna already feels some of the tension that all the long stressful weeks of work caused leave him. The beach and this sweetheart will be good for him!

It's a three-hour-long drive, and Yuuji seems to be a talkative thing. He is cute at it, though, a charming boy that seems genuinely happy to ride shotgun in a Porsche and head towards a five-star beach resort. It's endearing. He comments on the car and the landscape around them and asks Sukuna all kinds of questions, polite and sweet. Gojo taught him very well.

"Do you do that often, Sukuna? Take trips to the beach?"

"No, usually I don't have time for that. It's been probably a whole year since I last had a little downtime like that. Usually, my work comes first. But I need some time to recharge. And if I take a timeout, I want to enjoy it to the fullest. That's why you are here."

"In that case, I will do my best to make it an enjoyable weekend for you and make sure you can forget your stressy work."

There's a smile on Yuuji's pretty face when Sukuna turns his head to look at him. The corners of Sukuna's lips lift in a grin too, and he reaches out to put a hand on Yuuji's muscular thigh, giving it a squeeze, enjoying the feel of the firm muscles.

"Oh, I am sure you will, honey."

A few hours later, Sukuna is lounging comfortably on a beach chair at the private beach of the holiday resort while letting his gaze travel slowly over Yuuji's naked skin.

Gojo was right. The boy really is perfect. Especially now when he's only wearing a pair of snug beach trunks, bright red and accentuating his cute round ass enticingly.

The tan skin, broad shoulders, and narrow hips add to his sexy appearance. A body full of toned muscles, just as fit as Sukuna himself, but slightly leaner and not quite as tall as him.

Sukuna grins slightly. This has got to be the best one so far. Sukuna likes them submissive and eager to please but with a strong body. Makes it sweeter somehow when a guy like that gets on his knees for him and wants to be dominated.

His fingers twitch, feeling the urge to reach out and touch that smooth skin and the firm muscles. But Sukuna can hold back. He doesn't want to rush things. Better keep the tension a while longer. The anticipation, the hunger. He likes to prove to himself that he can control himself. And it will be even better to reward himself tonight after dinner with this beautiful boy as a dessert.

Yuuji plops down on the beach chair next to him with a happy sigh. His honey gaze meets Sukuna's, and he smiles.

"It's so beautiful here!"

"Hmm, yes. And you are beautiful too, sweetheart."

Sukuna likes to do that. Flirt and watch the reaction. See how flustered the recipient of his compliments becomes. He watches the boy with an amused smirk.

Yuuji laughs and beams happily at him.

"Aww, thank you! But you are too. I'm really lucky this weekend."

The last part is said in a slightly lower voice, and he cocks his head cutely and looks deeply into Sukuna's eyes. There's a light blush on his cheeks, making them glow prettily.

Sukuna's grin grows wider. Oh, he loves that!

Of course, he knows that Yuuji is an escort and gets paid for being sweet to his customers. It's part of his job to flatter them and charm them. But when the boy says he is lucky that Sukuna booked him, it is probably true since other customers aren't as hot as him.

Sukuna is confident about his own looks. He knows how attractive he is. A handsome face, pretty eyes, and a tall and muscular body, which he takes good care of. He knows the effect he has on people. And he can see the glances the boy is stealing at him. He can see the desire in those honey eyes.

So when you think about it, they are both winners this weekend. Sukuna gets cute company and lots of good sex with no strings attached. And Yuuji gets a generous amount of money for spending a weekend at a five-star beach resort with a man who is not only attractive but also intends to fuck his cute little brains out.

The sunshine smile is back on the boy's face. He looks like an angel. A sexy angel.

Sukuna wants to ruin him and at the same time, spoil and pamper him like the cutest little pet.

Sukuna's smirk turns devilish as he spreads his legs and pats the space between them.

"Come here, darling. Let me apply some sunscreen for you. Don't want my pretty boy to get a sunburn."

He doesn't miss the way Yuuji bites his bottom lip at his words. He is sitting between Sukuna's thighs just seconds later. Almost purring like a little kitten when the older man rubs some sunscreen between his large hands before applying it carefully to Yuuji's back and arms.

Sukuna takes his time spreading it slowly over Yuuji's broad shoulders and massaging them gently before trailing his hands all over those toned biceps and down his muscular back.

"You're so good to me, Master. Taking such good care of me."

"Of course. A sweet boy like you deserves it, don't you, honey? You'll be so good to Master too, won't you?"

Yuuji's hands land on Sukuna's thighs, slowly caressing his firm muscles, and he nods,

"Yes, I will."

Sukuna chuckles softly, loving how putty the boy gets under his caresses. He leans closer to press a gentle kiss to the back of Yuuji's neck. His lips hover over Yuuji's skin afterwards, breathing in his sweet scent, cherry hairspray, and the same expensive perfume Gojo uses, combined with the unique smell of Yuuji's sun-kissed skin and the sunscreen Sukuna just massaged into his skin.

"Good boy."

Yuuji's fingers dig into Sukuna's thighs. Ah, a praise kink, huh? That's cute.

Sukuna smiles against Yuuji's neck and trails some more soft kisses over the hot skin. Until the boy lets himself fall against Sukuna's broad chest, resting his back against him and tilting his head to look up at him.

One of his hands finds its way into Sukuna's hair, fingernails scratching gently over the short hair of Sukuna's undercut, so similar to Yuuji's hairstyle.

"Master... can I kiss you, please?"

Sukuna feels heat pool in his stomach. This cute boy is really anything he wished for on this little weekend getaway! So perfect for him!

He puts a finger under Yuuji's chin to tilt his head back further and leans down with a grin and a husky whispered:

"Kiss me, sweetheart."

The moment his lips touch Yuuji's, he feels his eyes close involuntarily, lips opening against the sweet sensation of the boy's soft mouth. Yuuji is an eager kisser, sweet and oh so good at it.

His lips are soft and his tongue silky and hot, flicking sensually against Sukuna's, caressing it with so much abandon and tenderness. Kisses as sweet as the boy himself.

Sukuna groans softly into Yuuji's mouth. God, he can already tell that the boy is amazing at giving head. Someone who kisses like that will also excel at worshipping a cock with that cute little mouth.

But that's for later. Something to look forward to for tonight. Right now, Sukuna is going to kiss his pretty pet a bit more and then go for a swim with him and watch the beads of water run down his tan skin. Get drunk on those kisses and that smile and that gorgeous body.

He already knows that this weekend at the beach with this cute boy is the best decision he has made all year. Sukuna hasn't felt this relaxed in months.

Thank you so much for reading the first chapter! I am so happy to finally share a Sukuita story with you again! They have a special place in my heart, and this Escort AU is so much fun to write! Let's see how long it will take until they fall in love :) I'm not sure how many chapters this AU will have, but I am currently at 19k words and haven't finished writing all scenes yet.

I hope you enjoyed the story! Please let me know what you think. Comments and reblogs make me very happy!

Chapter 2

#sukuita #sukuna x yuuji #sukuna x yuji #sukuna x itadori #jjk fanfic #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna fluff #sukuna smut #yuuji fluff #yuuji smut #itadori fluff #itadori smut #ryomen sukuna fluff #ryomen sukuna smut

[magpie-to-the-morning]

Wild Child

Moodboard by @acrossthesestars

Rating: Mature

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Reader, could be read as Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Tags: Fluff, A bit of spice, consensual drug use (pot), reader experiencing anxiety due to fireworks

Word Count: 3k

Author’s Note: I’m playing fast and loose with the Stranger Things timeline because I needed some romantic Eddie fluff this weekend goddamn it! For my own peace of mind, the reader is 18 and Eddie 19 or 20.

Alex, this one’s for you 🎸

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When you were little, you loved the Hawkins Fourth of July Celebrations; the excitement thrumming in the air, the riot of color and sound that accompanies an entire community celebrating together. The sense of nostalgia and tradition and belonging it gave you.

So why is the holiday making you so damn jumpy this year?

It started at the parade. The lone firework that always erupted at the start of the festivities with a boom like cannon fire set your heart racing every year, but this time it also sent you into a near panic, bumping into the younger cheerleaders you were supposed to be leading in a display of school spirit.

“What’s wrong with you?” One of them hissed.

You tell me, you thought wryly, even as you apologized and pasted a bright smile over your face to get back in formation. People were counting on you, after all, and they would damn sure notice if the captain of the cheer squad was anything less than flawless.

By the time the parade ends and people begin to disperse to barbecues and parties, your face is aching from the skeleton grin you’d forced yourself to wear. 

When did pretending to be okay get this hard? You used to be so good at it.

Maybe sometime around the mall fire, and the latest round of grisly deaths in your once sleepy town. No one talks about it but there is something rotten beneath the manicured lawns and bustling Main Street of Hawkins. Something that has you on edge, and feeling like you’re the only one seeing it makes you wonder if you’ve simply lost it, cracking under the pressure of being the town’s pretty, perfect princess. 

You’re so wrapped up in these thoughts that you don’t notice how far you’ve wandered from the crowd until a growl rips through the air. It’s a wall of sound - music, you realize once an electric guitar wails to life. It’s coming from a radio set back in the shadowy bay of a mechanic shop, the volume cranked loud enough for the bass and lyrics to bleed onto the street. It’s a howling, furious clamor, but something in it soothes your soul, calling to the restless spirit within. It’s a call to battle and you surprise yourself by thrilling to it.

You take a closer to the music, so caught up in the moment that you collide with someone inside the shop, barely catching a glimpse of them as you do. Just a quick impression of wild, dark hair tumbling over a startled face, doe-eyed and full-lipped. Eddie Munson, you realize as you draw a steadying breath.

“Shit!” He jumps back, looking as startled as you, his soft brown eyes widening even more when recognition dawns. When it takes you a moment to recover, your nerves still jangling from the glare of the festivities, he cocks his head, watching you carefully. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He holds his hands up and takes a half step back, dropping the stereo volume as he goes.

You shake your head, embarrassed. “You’re fine it’s, it’s not you.”

“Did you uh, need something?” He glances over your shoulder as though looking for a broken down car. “The shop’s not really open.”  

“Oh, I wasn’t - I was just… walking. I’m surprised you’re working today.” 

“Yeah, well, some of us have to work for a living, you know?” There’s an edge to his voice, but he’s looking at his hands as he says it, the comment half muttered as though more to himself than you.

“You should take a break, enjoy the holiday. Everyone else is.”

Eddie chuckles and rolls his eyes. “Oh don’t worry, Mayberry’s doing just fine without me. Besides, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I’m not exactly the patriotic type.” 

“I didn’t feel much like celebrating either.” 

He’s looking at you like you’re a mystery to be solved, uncertain if you are friend or foe. You can hardly blame him - your starched, pristine cheerleading outfit clashes with the comfortably worn, grease-streaked jumble inside the garage. The two of you are assessing each other like soldiers on opposite sides of a war that’s been waged since high school began. The haves, the have nots. The popular and the freaks. 

The lines weren’t always so harshly drawn. 

When the awkward pause becomes oppressive, you venture “What were you listening to before?”  

“Black Sabbath,” Eddie replies with a knife-sharp grin, his eyes theatrically wide although you could swear uncertainty still flickers there. “Better be careful. You know what they say: it’s the devil’s music. Could lead to all kinds of mischief.” 

You just shrug and turn the radio’s volume back up. “What sort of mischief?”

He raises his eyebrows, amusement and something like admiration creeping into his tone. “What kind are you looking for?”

You bite your lip, unsure, but ask “Do you still deal? I could use something to take the edge off.”

A slow, impressed grin unfurls over his features. “You little rebel!”

He pulls out a battered black metal lunchbox and digs through it, finally coming up with a baggie half full of brownish green weed that looks like it’s several months out from fresh, but will still get you where you need to be. 

“I can do… fifteen for the half.” Light catches on his thick silver rings as he offers the bag to you. 

Electricity races up your arm when you move to pass him the cash. Despite Eddie’s fierce image, his touch is tender, his palm pressing lightly against your own, and you find yourself reluctant to pull back. Meeting his gaze makes your heart race for the third time today. He’s studying you just as closely - a curious look in his soft brown eyes. It gives you the courage to ask “So, do you have to keep working, or…?”

-

You should be on your way to a party by now. All your friends will be waiting for you. Your varsity-lettered boyfriend too, a few beers in and looking for somewhere to drape his kingly, possessive arm, your shoulders its rightful place.

You should. But instead…

Instead, you’re sharing a joint with Eddie Munson on the swings. The playground is deserted, all the wholesome townspeople off following the script you've left behind, leaving the afternoon sun-drenched park blissfully free, with no one to care how loudly you’re giggling at Eddie’s antics.

He’s standing on the swing beside you, his previously cautious face animated and gleeful now that he’s let his guard down, his hands wrapped around the chains as he recounts his Dungeons and Dragons group’s latest campaign. 

“Oh, you should have seen them - warriors to the last. A Dungeon Master’s never been so proud.” His smile falters a little at that and he drops heavily into the swing beside you, his head ducked. “Sorry, I get a little carried away sometimes.”

“I don’t mind. It sounds fun.”

He looks at you skeptically. “I wouldn’t have taken you for the nerdy type, princess.”

Hurt flashes through you and before you can stop yourself, you blurt out “Don’t call me that.” 

“Woah, hey, no offense intended.” Eddie lays a hand on his heart, his expression suddenly both open and solemn. “It’s just - “

You cut him off. “That would be like me calling you a freak. That’s all anyone else sees me as.”

As soon as the words are out, you clap your hands over your mouth. “Oh, I didn’t - that was rude, I - “

To your surprise, Eddie just throws his head back and laughs. “Don’t apologize, I was being a shit.” For the first time, he looks completely at ease in your company and his infectious good mood coaxes a smile back onto your face. 

“What’s so bad about being a princess, anyway? Some of them are pretty badass.”

“Name three.” 

“Princess Leia,” he announces triumphantly. “And…” 

You raise an eyebrow as he trails off. 

“Okay okay okay, um… Ha, what about Susan and Lucy in the Narnia books? You know, the one with the lion, the witch and the wardrobe?”

“First of all they were queens, and second of all that’s bullshit! Aslan wouldn’t even let them fight in that battle, and when everyone else got swords they just got a horn and a bow. Typical. Their brothers get to go be warriors and they just have to be all polite and ladylike.”

Eddie’s eyebrows have nearly vanished beneath his shaggy bangs. “Wait have you actually read the books?”

The two of you launch into an animated discussion of fantasy books, and how you had loved them as a child until your friends’ changing tastes made you put them aside, feeling like the odd one out for still reading about magic and checking the backs of closets for snowy forests.

By the time you’re finished, Eddie is looking at you almost worshipfully.

Pleased heat creeps up your neck. “What?”

“You are full of surprises, aren’t you, rebel?”

Before you can answer he leaps up and points excitedly at you as though he’s just remembered something. “ÉOWYN. Or, oh, Lúthien! Talk about badass - she went into Morgoth for her love.” 

You blink at him sort of apologetically. “Who?”

“Ohh, you haven’t read The Lord of the Rings?”

“No, sorry. Is it good?”

“It’s the best. You’ve read The Hobbit though, right?”

When you shake your head, Eddie takes you by the shoulders, radiating excitement. “Ohh, we need to fix this. I’ll lend you my copy - you’re gonna love it.” 

-

Shadows lengthen around you as the two of you talk, the streetlights coming on before either of you run out of things to say. Eddie tells you about his band, about living with his uncle, about working odd jobs to help make ends meet while he finishes school.

You find yourself relaxing in his presence, and not just because of the joint you shared. His enthusiasm lifts your spirits, his walls falling as he tells you about the things he loves - and listens when you do the same. He lights up when you do, the two of you swapping playful teases and reminiscences of middle school. 

“I didn’t think you remembered me!”

“Eddie, your band’s name was Corroded Coffin, how was I supposed to forget that?”

“I thought you were too busy practicing that cheer routine. Which I thought was pretty cool, actually.” 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. And it still is, you know. The band. We’re playing at the Hideout next week, you should come check it out.” 

You’re just about to tell him that maybe you will when there’s a shrill whistle through the air, an explosion of red light, and a loud boom. Noticing the way you jump, Eddie shifts to kneel in front of you, peering up at your tense expression. 

“Still need something to take the edge off?” He rests his palms lightly on your knees, ready to back off at a moment’s notice. When you nod, your lower lip between your teeth, he only hesitates for a moment before rising to his feet. Eddie offers you his hand, saying “Come on. I know somewhere we can go.” 

He leads you through the park and up a steep hill, putting more distance between you and the baseball field where the town’s fireworks display is beginning. His fingers are warm and reassuringly solid in your grasp, his touch grounding you even as it sets your pulse pounding. When you stumble over a nearly invisible rock in the dim twilight, he’s there with a hand under your elbow, courtly and reassuring. 

“Come on, almost there.”

He stops near the crown of the hill in front of a small hollow. It’s not quite a cave, but a spot hidden slightly away while still affording an unobstructed view of the fireworks display. 

“Oh wow, how did you find this place?”

Eddie shrugs, a pink blush spreading over his cheeks visible even in the low light. “Would you believe me if I said satanic rituals?”

You raise an eyebrow, waiting for the real answer. 

“Fiiiiine. I used to play out here and pretend it was my castle.” He tosses his hair as though daring you to tease him, even with a playful look in his eyes.

“Eddie Munson that is adorable.” 

“You’re gonna leave my reputation in tatters, aren’t you?”

“I would never.”

The two of you settle beneath the protective overhang and somehow, it feels only natural to lean back against Eddie’s chest while he rests his chin on your head. This far away, you’re able to relax and enjoy the fireworks the way you used to, a glittering display of color and light that instills a sense of wonder rather than anxiety. 

Eddie wraps his arms around you in a loose hold and your breath hitches, the air suddenly crackling with possibility. He’s uncharacteristically quiet, like he’s waiting to see what you’ll do next. Without saying anything, you lay one hand over his, playing idly with his cool silver rings. Eddie goes completely still behind you - until he raises the stakes in this unspoken game, winding his fingers with yours, his thumb brushing questioningly against your palm.

You’re so caught up in the moment you don’t even notice how chill the air has turned until Eddie’s warm breath huffs against your cheek. 

“You’re shivering. Here.”

You turn to see him shrugging off his black leather jacket. Warmth clings to it, seeping into you when he wraps it around your shoulders. The movement brings him impossibly close, your noses nearly brushing and your breath mingling in the small space. 

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Neither of you turn back to the fireworks.

Curling his fingers beneath your chin, Eddie tilts your face up to his and breathes your name as though saying it too loudly will break whatever spell brought you into his orbit. “Can I kiss you?”

You know you shouldn’t. There is no version of Hawkins where you can get involved with Eddie Munson without either of breaking every law of high school and small-town expectations. No version of this story that ends with a happy ending. 

Well, you’re tired of living in someone else’s story.

“Yeah,” you breathe, already reaching for him. You close the distance between you, the sweet shock of Eddie’s mouth making your lips part in a gasp. 

No one has kissed you like this before. Generously. Coaxingly. Sweet enough to make you melt and deep enough to make you moan. Every kiss before has been perfunctory. The hurdle to leap over before the finish line. But Eddie… Eddie kisses you like he craves it. He takes his time, tracing your lower lip with his thumb, seemingly more intent on tasting you and pulling out all those little sighs and gasps you make than getting up your skirt. It’s that leisurely pace that leaves you panting, your eyes bright and your heart beating hummingbird fast. When Eddie doesn’t so much as try to slip a hand up your shirt you draw back, glassy eyed and puzzled.

“Don’t you want to…?” You bite your lip and trail off, embarrassed heat creeping up your neck. 

“Jesus Christ,” Eddie groans. He catches your hand, kisses your palm and presses it to his heart so you can feel it racing. “You tell me. Do you want to?”

When you take off your shirt in silent answer, Eddie’s eyes roll back in his head in a mock faint, his back hitting the ground with a low thump. You laugh and lean in to check on him, playing along by ‘slapping’ his cheek. He rolls you over, one hand cupping the back of your head, making you shriek with laughter. 

Your laughter fades, softening into silence as you make out the look on his face.

People in this town don’t see you any more. Oh, they may glance your way, but all they’re seeing is the neatly groomed and meticulously crafted version you present. That is, if they even bother looking past your cheerleading outfit. Most don’t.

Eddie Munson is not most people. He looks at you like he would follow you into battle. Like you scattered the stars across the sky. Like he sees you. All your jagged edges and puzzle pieces that just don’t fit, no matter how hard you try to work them into place. He sees them, and accepts them. 

You wonder if he has someone who looks at him that way. 

Shyly, you lift a hand and run it through his long hair a few times before scraping your nails gently along his scalp. Eddie leans into your touch, eyes half-lidded and a look of contentment on his face.“You’re not what I expected, Munson.”

His grin is a bright flash in the dark. “Neither are you, rebel.” 

By the time the fireworks are over, the two of you are grass stained and giggling, half-rising only to tumble back down into kisses you both know won’t really be the “last one, I swear.” 

Eventually Eddie sighs and lifts his head from where it’s been resting in your lap. “It’s getting late. I should probably get you home before you turn into a pumpkin.”

There’s a wistful note in his voice and it chimes a hollow ache in you, too. What happens after tonight? The queen of Hawkins high can’t possibly show up in the fall with the town outcast on her arm. 

Can you? 

You let Eddie pull you to your feet, his jacket a comforting weight on your shoulders as the two of you make your way down the hill and through the dark town. You head for your house, the darkness shielding you from prying eyes and gossiping tongues. It gives you the same thrilling sense of liberation that Halloween used to - the one night in the year you could defy expectations, running freely through the streets with your wind in your hair and a wild laugh on your lips.

Maybe you should play in the dark more often.

Eddie leaves you to your thoughts, your hand in his like he’s afraid someone will spirit you away if he doesn’t. Not tightly or possessively, just… carefully. Intentionally.

When you reach your doorstep, Eddie takes your hand and brings it to his lips. 

“Farewell, lady,” he says, the quaint language somehow right in his distinctive cadence. “Morning approaches and I must away.”

He takes a last, lingering look before leaping off your doorstep and sprinting into the night, turning an almost stumble into a theatrical bound and making you laugh with the same surprised delight he’s pulled from you for hours. 

“Goodnight,” you murmur, a smile still playing over your lips as you let yourself into the silent house. 

-

Eddie lifts his head from where he’s bent over his guitar when a quiet knock rattles the trailer door. 

Expecting it to be his uncle, he calls out “Forget something, old man?” He blinks when he pulls open the door, startled not by the bright late morning sunlight but by the sight of you standing on his doorstep. You’ve traded your cheerleading outfit for jean shorts and a t-shirt but otherwise, you’re the girl who’s been pleasantly haunting his dreams. 

With a nervous smile, you reply “Yeah, I forgot to borrow that book from you last night. What was it again, The Hobbit?”

Eddie’s astonishment melts into a radiant grin as he steps aside and welcomes you in with a flourish. 

To be continued…?

#Eddie Munson x Reader #Eddie Munson x F!Reader #Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader #Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham #Eddie Munson #x reader #Fic #My fic #Stranger Things #I don't THINK there are any real spoilers for the show

[theartoflovingthomashunt]

✨All things Alex Hunt ✨

Art above by the amazing and wonderful @bayleedrawsx

The Essentials

💖 Biography / Character Page *new*

💖 Thomas x Alex Masterlist (RCD, HWU, and series)

💖 MC Monday Masterlist (coming soon)

💖 Summer Character Challenge Masterlist *new*

Art (Alex only)

💛 Alex gorgeous in purple

💛 Alex Christmas Sweater

💛 Alex looking Glamorous in Pink

💛 Alex winter icon

💛 Alex Valentine's Day Icon

✨ See a list of ALL my commissions here

✨ See all Halex commissions here

Moodboards

🧡 Moodboard: Alex Hunt (+original character bio)

🧡 Moodboards for Alex and Thomas

🧡 Gift Moodboard by @songsaboutgirls

🧡 Moodboard: Red Carpet Diaries

Edits

💙 Photo manip edits

💙 #500 SpreadJoy Quote Alex

💙 Vogue Magazine Cover Edits

💙 Cartoon Edits based on photo edits

💙 #614 SpreadJoy Quote Alex

💙 On the Cover of magazines photo manips

💙 Realistic Edit of Young "Alex"

💙 Cartoon edits of photo edits

💙 More Cartoon edits based on photo edits

💙 And some more cartoon edits

💙 Alex and Bogart manip

💙 More Cartoon Edits from a different manip

💙 B&W outfit Cartoon Edit based on photo manip

💙 Alex cartoon edit photoshoot

💙 Cartoon Edit of photo manip of Halex at Red Carpet Event

Asks related to Alex

💜 Hogwarts House for Thomas and Alex

💜 Haute-Couture

💜 Raising her and Thomas's kids in the public eye

💜 Urban Dictionary Definition of "Alex"

💜 Alex's Car

💜 How many children

💜 most likely ask: be late, break rules, be a good parent, change outfits more times

💜 most likely ask: win an argument, be social media famous

💜 bad driver?

💜 What kind of films did HWU Alex make?

💜 Voice Claim

💜 Alex's sexuality

💜 Christmas Bingo

💜 favorite feature in their SO, what do their families think?

💜 cooking

💜 stricter parent

💜 Chores, late night snacks, sharing clothes, more ticklish, do they get along with each other's family?

💜 How do the choices universes interact

💜 How does Hunt feel knowing HWU!Alex dated Addison

#alex spencer #alex hunt #thomas hunt #thomas hunt x mc #thomas hunt x oc #red carpet diaries #hollywood u #lovealexhunt #alexandra hunt #alexandra spencer #choices #playchoices #choices game

[aromanticbuck]

Jay Halstead, Crisis Counselor

"Are you the police?" "No, I just work with the police. I'm here to help you."

Jay can remember the exact moment he changed his mind about what he wanted to do with his life. He'd made it through the police academy, had a uniform and a badge, was patrolling the city of Chicago for a little over a month and thought he was making things safer. But he got pulled into a shootout that felt a lot like being back in Afghanistan, and he missed all the signs he should have seen in his suffering best friend, and none of it was what he expected his life to be like once he was home.

At four in the morning, Tuesday, November 15th, 2011, he sat in a hospital waiting room and made a choice.

By the time he was sitting in a diner three days later, he had quit his job. Between pestering nurses and refilling his body with cheap, tasteless coffee, he'd turned in his badge and filled out the paperwork to enroll in classes that would start after the holidays. It was almost a complete turn around from where he'd been, and it meant finding a part time job and a roommate - his thankfully alive best friend - so that he could keep a roof over his head while he got his degree. If his brother could get through medical school, he could get a Bachelor's on the government's dime.

Facing criminals and getting shot at wasn't what he wanted to do after all. It was too dangerous, brought up too many memories he'd rather forget, and even his therapist thought that distancing himself from things like that was better for him. Because of her and all of the sessions he begrudgingly attended, he actually slept through the night most of the time. He was able to stop drowning all the pain in too much alcohol, or any alcohol at all. He focused on school, and shifts at the family restaurant he'd gotten a job at, and making sure all of the medications in the bathroom cabinet got taken at the right times.

When Jay graduated with his sociology degree, and passed the test to become a licensed social worker, and his best friend became his boyfriend, things finally settled into place the way he thought they would before he'd turned his own life upside down. There were good days, where he got to work with kids and teenagers who just needed someone to listen to them and acknowledge what they were going through, and bad days, where talking to someone wasn't enough to save them from themselves. But it was a life he was proud of, and he'd saved more lives through engaging in the community than he'd taken overseas, and that was the kind of balance Jay didn't know he'd craved.

[ Mouse ]

#jay halstead #cpd #chicago pd #one chicago #au #one chicago au #moustead #alex does moodboards #november 2011; #no one told me no #apparently kit is mad at me for 'angsting about november 2011' or something #i have a mouse moodboard for this au too if anyone's interested #i just think they're neat #also we watched dashing through the snow on disney+ today #and really i had no choice but to use the first ten minutes as au inspiration #and november 2011 because *gestures to myself* #anyway here's jay's ptsd and alcoholism actually acknowledged #he deserves a happier peaceful life hope that helps #and a boyfriend but that's because *gestures to myself* #i am the gay mouse blog i have a reputation to uphold

[wr0temyway0ut]

I'm so curious about all of them but the Descendants Au???? I have to know more! Please!

Hi!! I'm sorry it took me so long to answer this but thank you for sending it!

So the descendants au is not a one to one au but it's set in the descendants world and kinda overwrites the descendants movies. The main set up is the same: Princess Julie, whose parents are still Ray and Rose but Ray and Rose are essentially Eric and Ariel, decrees that four VKs will be brought to Auradon. The four she chooses are Luke, son of Ursula (who's first name is Emily but she goes by her middle name Ursula bc it's more menacing), Bobby, son of Drizella, Reggie, the genderfluid youngest child of Gaston, and Flynn, the nonbinary child of Mother Gothel. But the main character is Willie, who is the pixie son of Caleb who is essentially the original evil version of Peter Pan. He forces Willie to sneak over to Auradon with the other VKs and convice them to let him stay bc his mother is supposedly Tinker Bell. (I know way too much about Pixie Hollow lore so this turns out to be false but anyway).

The VKs are supposed to get Willie to Pixie Hollow so he can learn to use his pixie magic to bring down the barrier. But of course they make friends and find romance and learn to be good.

The ships include: Reggie and Willie (Reggie helping Willie learn to make friends and also figure out gender stuff). A lil bit of enemies to lovers with Luke, Julie, and Nick, who is Julie's boyfriend and the son of Rapunzel. And a lot of enemies to lovers plus a healthy dose of love potion shenanigans for Bobby and Alex, who is the son of Sleeping Beauty. Plus some enemies to qpps for Flynn and Julie. Other characters include Carrie, daughter of Cinderella who takes Bobby in as her step cousin, and Kayla, daughter of Belle and the Beast. I have gorgeous moodboards for all of them that I will post eventually.

And here's a snippet below the cut!

Julie steps forward, ignoring the way the guards all draw closer around her. 

“Are you okay?” she calls. 

All the VKs immediately back away from her, their bodies tensing up defensively. Interestingly, Julie notes, the four she actually invited withdraw into each other, leaving Willie exposed in front of them. 

“I–I don’t know,” Willie stutters. He spins around to try to look at his wings like a dog chasing his tail. Pixie dust sheds off of them as he moves. 

“Dude, you must’ve got your magic back,” Lukas says with widened eyes. “Wait, does that mean…” He wraps his hand around his shell necklace and closes his eyes, muttering something under his breath. 

A guard pulls Julie out of the way and throws himself in front of her. However, instead of an explosion or a curse or Julie’s voice magically disappearing from her throat, all that happens is that a bright blue electric guitar appears around Lukas’s shoulders. 

“Wicked,” Lukas breathes, running his hands over the guitar in awe. 

“Of course that’s what you do with your first ever spell,” the non-freckled boy huffs. 

#wips #wip games #asks #ask games

[cianmarstoo]

Does Alex have ARFID?

I don't think that he does (at least in my verses) though I can see where you're coming from with this :)

(Please know that I'm basing it on this easy to read graphic as I am not well versed in arfid - I think he does hit some of them I think he's a picky eater, and has sensitivity issues with texture, and avoids entire food groups but I don't think he'd meet the diagnositic minimum for it.)

I think that his food issues are all from adhd and from being Little, and from any childhood trauma of which he has plenty

The sensitivity issues are from his adhd, he's not a fan of certain textures, with having past trauma from childhood i think he might avoid new foods as if he doesn't know if he'd like it he'll feel bad if he doesn't eat it as it'll be wasting food - this is from being completely broke making do with food he could steal, and from being in different homes where he'd probably have to just eat what he was given and wouldn't get alternatives.

I think him being a picky eater and avoiding food groups is just him being a Little - he knows what he likes and has quite a childish food palette (same tbh), he'd avoid veggies to death if he could, but mostly because he was used to not being able to afford fresh food like that, and because he knows he can get MerDer to bargain like an episode of tv of his choice if he does (this works no matter his headspace lol)

I think a lot of his food issues are him forgetting to eat because he doesn't realise he's hungry often, like his brain just doesn't register that he is

having Meredith and Derek around makes it a lot easier, they force him to eat at regular meal times, make sure he eats a more balanced diet, know ways to sneak food into his meals and smoothies, and he doesn't have to make a lot of decisions, when hes big unless he requests something they give him the choice between two things, figure it out, or have already meal prepped

<3 If anyone has anymore questions about headcanons/ prompts, or even little Greys themed moodboard pls send them to me <3

#cw eating problems #little alex karev #agere alex karev #age regression alex karev #alex karev #greys anatomy #adhd alex karev

[0shewrites0]

about me |

Hi, I’m Rae! This blog is all about LITG (and maybe a little TVD & RC sometimes too) 🤍

ao3 name |

SweetlikeCinnam0n

The reason behind that?

fav islanders of seasons 1-4 |

🦋 S1// Levi, Tim & Rohan

🦋 S2// Lucas, Kassam, Carl & Gary

🦋 S3// Seb, Harry & Ciaran (I clearly have to thank @mrsbsmooth for falling in love with Ciaran 🥺)

🦋 S4// Will, Oliver & Youcef (thanks to @rebelrayne I love Youcef sm more now!)

chat to your fav LI’s | overview

💬 There are Bobby, Bruno, Gary, Lucas, Will, Oliver and many more (to come)!

💬 a little tutorial on how it works

fanfics | LITG

📝 Lucas x Sienna - I’m Yours (completed)

📝 Kassam x Aaliyah - Seamless (completed)

📝 Eddie x Liv - if not today, maybe tomorrow (HIATUS)

📝 Lucas x MC - A Fine Line Between Hate And Love (one shot about Elisa entering the Villa on Day 20)

📝 Lucas x MC/Lucas x Blake - crossroads (completed)

📝 Toby x MC - It was meant to be you (s6 finale rewrite / one shot)

📝 Alex x MC - liquid gold (s7 villa fic, ongoing)

📝 Alex x MC - a thief and a liar (s7 Christmas AU two chapter fic)

📝 Jin x MC - rainbow (s8 one shot, part I of Tempting Fate, vol I)

📝 Jin x MC - cotton candy clouds (s8 one shot, part II of Tempting Fate, vol I)

fanfics | RC

📝 Malbonte x MC (HS/HS2) - Dead of Night (ongoing)

📝 Amen x Evthys (SCN) - his neferut (one shot)

prompts |

🍀 All Your Lies - prompt: Lie Detector Test || Kassam x Aaliyah

🍀 Too Many Maybe’s - prompt: the recoupling where Eddie doesn’t want to waste his time with MC 😭 || Eddie x MC

🍀 A Bite Of Your Love - prompt: monthly prompt competition on r/LITGFanFiction on Reddit || Youcef x MC

🍀 One More Chance - prompt: the one that got away / returning!Lucas (part of the litg s2 tumblr gift exchange) || Lucas x MC

🍀 The Heart Wants What It Wants - prompt: rewriting Operation Nope || Gary x MC

🍀 Of moss irises and monochrome worlds - prompt: all things Christmas || Ciaran x MC (part of the litg discord Christmas gift exchange)

🍀 Like salt and pepper - prompt: friends to lovers || Tai x MC (part of the monthly prompt competition on Reddit r/LITGFanFiction)

🍀 burgundy in my veins - prompt: mermaid AU / soulmates || Rohan x MC (part of the litgff discord trope roulette)

🍀 the ghost of you - prompt: write something for Oliver (anon ask) || Oliver x MC (READ THE TAGS ON AO3!!)

asks & requests |

📩 What life with Kassam would look like

📩 Song lyrics/quotes that remind me of I’m Yours and Seamless

📩 Would Will (s4) and Lucas get along?

📩 Does Lucas deserve to be cheated on by MC with r!Henrik?

📩 Suresh & Hazeem’s last names

📩 Lucas dating an insecure girl - what would that look like?

📩 Yandere Lucas ??

📩 Henrik as the best man at Lucas’s wedding 🥹

📩 what’s up with Lucas’s disaster recoupling speech and is he worse than Rahim?

📩 Would Lucas date someone who’s into pastel goth aesthetic?

📩 Lucas x MC diagnosed with ADHD

📩 yandere!Lucas x MC

📩 yandere!Klaus Mikaelson x human fem reader hc’s

📩 yandere!Klaus Mikaelson x reader pregnant w/ Hope

📩 21st century non-hybrid yandere!Klaus Mikaelson

📩 request: Tai x MC - Like salt and pepper

📩 request: Oliver x MC - the ghost of you

more fun stuff |

✨ Kassam’s moodboard & face claim

✨ Aaliyah’s moodboard

✨ Aaliyah & Kassam - art

✨ I’m Yours moodboard (Lucas x Sienna)

✨ theory: Why Lucas brings back Blake

✨ moodboard: crossroads (Raven)

✨ Lucas’s 🌶️ scenes

✨ Lucas being his protective self 🥺

✨ moodboard: Eddie Harris

✨ moodboard: Olivia Machado (if not today, maybe tomorrow)

#about me #litg #litg fanfics #ao3 fanfics #ao3 writer #love island the game

[runnning-outof-time]

Ten PB blogs you recommend?

Oh goodness…choosing 10 is so hard!!! There are so many amazing blogs within this fandom!! I will stick to 10 though because that’s what’s asked:

@acewritesfics - I don’t know if there’s anyone who works harder than Ace…she’s consistently posting amazing stories and moodboards and they’re all absolutely amazing. MASTERLIST

@zablife - Lee’s got the most amazing and unique ideas…I really don’t know how she comes up with them. And she’s got a vast catalogue of stories for almost all of the PB characters - I’m sure you’ll find something your looking for. MASTERLIST

@cillmequick - you’ll be rolling on the floor laughing at Alex’s wittiness in her stories…that’s what makes her writing unique in my eyes. Not only will you feel all of the emotions, you’ll also finish (most of) her stories with a smile on your face. MASTERLIST

@notyour-valentine - no one is able to detail Tommy’s thought process better than Val. I feel like I’m a broken record whenever I’m commenting on her stories, but she does an absolutely beautiful, poetic job in every single story she shares. MASTERLIST

@shelbydelrey - if you’re looking for dark fics, this is the blog for you….almost every story Isa shares has the most delicious twist to them. MASTERLIST

@thomasshelbydrabbles - oh my goodness, Akasha’s OC, Adeline Taylor, is absolutely stunning. And if you’re looking for an immersive piece that you can get sucked into, look no further than her Schoolteacher series. This beautiful person and her wonderful stories is the reason why I got back into writing. MASTERLIST

@dearshelby - Lora’s blog is a plethora of gorgeous moodboards and jaw-dropping stories. She’s yet another who consistently comes up with the most unique ideas/storylines. I genuinely don’t know how she does it. MASTERLIST

@teenwolf-theoriginals - Mia absolutely nails the characterization of Tommy in every. single. story she writes. And she’s got some of the most unique scenarios - idk how she comes up with them all. MASTERLIST

@look-at-the-soul - Mar’s been a rock for me since the beginning of my journey on here. She’s got such a beautiful, diverse catalogue of stories that will make you feel all of the feelings. MASTERLIST

@thesoldiersminute - if you’re looking for gifs of the show, look no further. There is an absolute plethora here and they’re all so amazingly done - the percision blows my mind every single time. An absolute godsend for us writers because these gifs tie the story together.

Like I said…this list barely scratches the surface of the amazing blogs in this fandom. I’ve got so many other amazing blogs that I’d be happy to share with you - all you need to do is ask. 😉

#asks answered #k speaks #k’s blog recs #k’s fic recs