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rosepascal · 1 year

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Say Something | Joel Miller x Reader

prompt: going home after they've gone and taking their sadness + anger out on everything

warnings: angst!!! possible pt2? we will see, injury mention, arguments, swearing, joel can't express feelings (as usual), heartbreak

a/n: I love Joel and I love angst and this man has a lot of angst inside him. My grumpy baby girl old man <33 also this would have been out sooner but I stopped to watch the last 30 min of EEAAO with my family. I hope you enjoy!!

part 2 || part 3

Joel was never an emotional man, or at least not anymore. Maybe before the outbreak. Maybe before he lost his daughter. But now, he was a hardened and mean and surrounded by walls he's spent the last 20 years building.

Yet despite all that, you still love him. No matter how much he tries he can't hide the brokenness in his eyes. The vulnerability and sadness that hides behind those beautiful brown eyes. It didn't matter how he talked or what he did, you knew that deep down he was more than just a heartless man. He was surviving and you wanted to help him live.

But those were big dreams for a man who never smiled.

You tried, you stuck by him for years. You thought that at least by this point he could trust you to watch his back but no. A bad deal led to an argument that shook his shitty little apartment.

"I told you to stay put dammit!" He yells. You stand your ground despite the pounding in your heart.

Joel's never been this angry before. He slams his hand against the wall making dust fall from the ceiling. He winces as he jerks his shoulder, the shoulder currently wrapped in a bandage after getting sliced earlier.

"Give me a break Joel, I'm sorry we didn't get your stupid car battery but-"

"It's not 'bout the battery! I told you to stay and you went and coulda got us both killed!" He clenches his fist in anger.

"Stay? I'm not a fucking dog. I am sick and tired of you treating me like a kid!" You shove his chest and he takes a step back. Your eyes well up with tears but you won't let them fall.

"I can't do this anymore Joel." You whisper.

"What?" He reaches for you but stops himself, letting his hand fall at his side.

"I...I care about you a lot Joel, but I can't stay. I'm an adult. We've been partners for years and yet you can't even trust me to help with trade deal?" He remains silent as you scoff and shake your head.

"Look I know you've lost a lot, but so have I and so has everyone else in this damn world."

Looking around the apartment you spot an old record on the bookshelf. He found it or he traded for it, you didn't know. But it had brightened your day when he dug out an old record player and let the music softly play. You closed your eyes and you felt Joel sit next to you and for a moment, you could pretend that the world hadn't ended.

"I love you Joel." You mumble but he heard it. You heard his sharp breath. Your eyes stay glued to the ground as he crosses his arms. If you had looked then maybe you'd have seen the emotions swirling in his eyes.

Fear. Anger. Love. Loneliness.

"You don't know what love is." His voice is sharp and mean and it makes you want to cry.

"You're right. I don't think love is supposed to hurt as bad as this does."

It's a knife to his heart. He doesn't want to hurt you, god he never wanted to hurt you. But you scare him. Scare him in a way he hasn't felt in a long time. How can he love at a time like this? How can he love you the way you deserve to be loved?

"I think we should go our separate ways." He says gruffly.

You look up and see nothing but cold eyes staring back at you. A tear falls down your cheek and you wipe it away. He doesn't move. Doesn't say a word. Doesn't even look upset as you pick up your bag.

"Don't get lost Joel." You say quietly. He knows what you mean, you hope he does.

Don't get lost, don't lose your way, don't lose yourself in this world. Please.

Taking one last look at his face, praying silently he'd stop you. He'd could say anything to you and you'd stay. But he doesn't.

You close the door gently and let the tears you'd been holding back flow freely. Hurrying down the stairs until you're at the bottom. Sobbing into your arm as quietly as you can.

A loud crash sends you into a panic. Pulling out your gun and aiming it at the main door. Until you realize where it's coming from.

It's Joel.

It's slightly muffled but its him. His voice is unrecognizable as he curses louder than you've ever heard. Flinching when you hear glass shatter.

You take a step back up, wanting to run up and stop him before he hurts himself. But you can't. You can't keep running back to Joel when he doesn't want you.

With every ounce of will you posses, you turn around and leave.

He watches you go. Watches as the one good thing in his life walks away and its his fault. He pushed and pushed and now he's paying the price. He kicks the wall hard, causing that stupid record to come crashing to the ground.

He stares at it with hatred in his eyes. It was stupid to think that he could have anything good in this world. So he opts lays on the couch, shoulder aching as he tore his wound back open but he doesn't care. His anger disappearing, leaving him alone.

Good. He likes it alone.

At least that's what he tells himself.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller angst #joel miller fanfiction #tlou #joel miller x you

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yaoisex · 4 months

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Chiaki had an interview about CherryMaho 🍒, and he was asked about BL in general, so that was an interesting read!

Some highlights:

Mentioned how his first BL role was alongside Ryouta with Makonyan as his friend (on the Kare no iru seikatsu BLCD), and that's exactly what's happening in CherryMaho too.

Said he knew 'Yaoi' before he knew 'BL'. When he was on his first year of middle school he was reading a manga that had nothing to do with BL and the word 'Yaoi' came up. He didn't have a smartphone back then, so he was just wondering: "What is Yaoi?" XD A few years later, when he was in high-school, he learnt that Yaoi meant love between men. And when he was talking to a female friend who liked BL he told her: "So you like Yaoi", and she replied: "What is Yaoi?" (because then BL was already the mainstream word for that).

He said that he first appeared on a BLCD as a mob chara, and was impressed by his senpai's work. He said Makonyan was the main in this BLCD, so based on the years, even though I can't remember it, I think he's referring to the Koubutsu wa Mayonakano Uchini Haranonaka BLCD. (At first I thought he meant Kurui Naku no wa Boku no Ban β 3, but that one came a year after.)

He thinks both him & Ryouta were chosen as main for their first BLCD together because it was a pure story so having two seiyuu doing it for the first time was just right. I must agree xD And, he's happy and think it's fate that the three of them (with Makonyan) are together on another project, because it is still very memorable for him <3

"Me and Ryouta have a really relaxed relationship... even during the break in the recording, we felt very comfortable, and I feel like we got to know each other even more through this work." <33

He never once mentioned their 'other' Cherry BLCD rofl, neither the interviewer, he only kept bringing up their first BLCD together. Maybe because it's too hardcore haha.

When recording BL, he's really happy being able to act face to face with his co-seiyuu. What he enjoys about BL is the freedom to improvise ("creating pauses between lines and breaths to match the expressions of the other person").

He's never been to a training school so he had no idea how to make kissing sounds! He learnt from watching and imitating his senpais~

He mentioned the different settings to different BLs, for example Omegaverse and Dom/Sub (he's done both). "it is necessary to have a thorough understanding of the worldview before preparing for the role." I felt like a proud mother, really!!

Regarding BL situations: "...I like stories that develop from friendship, so a childhood friend, a high school student, confesses his love just as the sun is setting after school, but it doesn't really come to fruition several years later…" Kyaaa!!

"When people of the same sex have friendship or hostility, they can build a relationship of equals, but when it develops into a relationship, they are forced to lead, protect, and be protected. I find BL interesting in the way relationships change as emotions change. I really like friendships between men, as well as the development of hostile relationships that temporarily turn into cooperative relationships, and I'm even more attracted to works that are an extension of that. I believe that there are changes in relationships and changes in emotions that would never occur between people of the opposite sex. I feel like there's something appealing about that."

Welp, that was almost the whole article, not really highlights LOL But those were my fav parts anyway. (Quotes are not my translations but Google's).

CHIAKI!! ILU SFM!! PLEASE KEEP DOING BL FOREVER!!

#seiyuu #kobayashi chiaki #cherry magic #30 sai made Doutei da to Mahou Tsukai ni nareru rashii #Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?!#cherrymaho

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the-wolfstar-cupboard · 1 year

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Drinking Games Fics

Maybe this is an odd choice for my first rec list, but I love a good drinking game! These are some of my favorite fics with that, filled with hilarity and fun (and a bit of emotional torture and pining, because its wolfstar. It's in the job description really.) Enjoy!

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Seven Minutes in the Bottle by nikkiRA

Word Count: 7,684

Rating: T

During a quite frankly ridiculous game of spin the bottle, Lily discovers something about Sirius that ties them together, and also, somehow, seems to make him think she's his psychiatrist. Or: how Lily Evans accidentally became the Marauder's matchmaker

Head of House by SwissCheesePlant

Word Count: 7,102

Rating: T

The consequences of Sirius and James pretending to be boyfriends weren't supposed to come to a head during a convoluted and unnecessarily kinetic drinking game... but such is life.

(in my room) i want you here by dykesiriusblack

Word Count: 6,468

Rating: T

The Gryffindor common room, a party, and spin the bottle.

“Who are you trying to kiss, Padfoot?”

The air stills, stifling, and Remus is caught in the turnover of every lyric, the scratch of the record player and the soundless lull as it ends, waiting to be flipped. He stares at Sirius.

Sirius blinks, sucks his cheek between his teeth and raises his eyebrows. “It’d ruin the fun if I told, wouldn’t it?”

keep your electric eyes on me, babe by rosealong

Word Count: 4,857

Rating: T

a bottle of firewhiskey. a meddling james potter. it started as a game, but somewhere along the way it's become lingering gazes, hushed confessions under the moonlight, two friends, fumbling around their feelings for each other.

remus is in for a long night.

Inexperienced by Remustrash

Word Count: 4,396

Rating: M

"Now, Remus prided himself on his maturity and his ability to not give many fucks about people’s opinion of him (unless it concerned his furry little problem). But this was Sirius, and everything had always been different with Sirius. Somehow it really bothered him that Sirius thought of him as this inexperienced innocent boy. Which he really, really wasn’t."

When James proposes a game of Never Have I Ever, Remus sees an opportunity to come out to his friends, change Sirius' false image of him, and perhaps win some money in the process.

Addictive Kisses by RoyalPrince24

Word Count: 4,231

Rating: T

Sirius Black does not want to kiss a bloke. Never has, never will. But when he’s forced to kiss Remus Lupin in a game of Spin the Bottle... why can’t he stop thinking about it? And why doesn’t Remus seem to care?

Five Times Sirius Silently Pined for Remus and the One Time he did Something About it by Anonymous

Word Count: 2,749

Rating: T

What it says on the tin. Remus Lupin is not your average man, and Sirius Black is painfully aware of that. Or: here is a series of instances that would be ridiculous if it were anyone but the Marauders. Featuring watermelon seeds, alcohol, leather pants, bad dancing and too many cigarettes.

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That's all for this list! I hope you enjoy the fics I recommended<33 Let me know if any of the links are broken.

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tomwambsmilk · 2 years

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2 8 33&34 for music asks <33

2. what's your favourite album

This is SO tough... but I think my all-time favourite is probably the soundtrack to the "Heathers" Broadway musical. I discovered it in 2019, and all the songs on it ended up at the top of my Spotify Wrapped list that year. I love showtunes in general but that album in particular is phenomenal; Barret Wilbert Weed has THE most incredible vocal range, and "Dead Girl Walking" just blows me away every time I listen. I also can't get over the potent combination of obsession and rage and borderline insanity in Ryan McCartan's rendition of "Meant to Be Yours", it gives me chills!

I do have to give an honourable mention to "Death of Bachelor" by Panic! at the Disco. I know it's not cool to like P!ATD's more recent stuff, but I honestly think that album is Brendon Urie's best work. It feels incredibly coherent as an album, and there is a sort of narrative - or at least character development - tracking from the first song to the last. I generally don't listen to albums as albums if they aren't musicals, but this is one that I almost always listen to in order and in one shot because it just feels wrong to do otherwise. I can't pick a favourite song because I love all of them equally!

8. tell me about your favourite band

As I answer these I realize how much of my musical taste hovers around musicals, lmao. I don't know that I have a favourite band per se, because my musical taste tends to be all over the map, and often I'll only like a few songs from a single artist. The only two non-musical artists where I've actually listened to a lot of their work deliberately are P!ATD and Set it Off.

BUT if we expand this to my favourite artist I'm going to cheat a little and talk about my favourite actor, Ramin Karimloo. I first came across him as the Phantom in the 25th anniversary performance of Phantom of the Opera at Royal Albert Hall, and I became OBSESSED. The raw charisma!!!! The energy!!!!! The amount of emotion he can pack into a line!!! I can't even pick a single moment in the show because every single one is so good. "Music of the Night" gives me goosebumps, though, and also the way he screams in the finale???? DELICIOUS. (At about 10:00-11:00 in this video if you want to know what I mean. I have A Thing for musicals where the lead male singers Just Fucking Scream at a certain point. "Jekyll and Hyde" did this A LOT.) Also the sexual tension in this performance he and Sierra Boggess did at the 2012 BRIT awards just takes me out at the knees. He got a TON of well-deserved critical acclaim for that performance. You used to be able to find the whole show on youtube, but it disappeared a little while ago and I haven't found another free version anywhere.

He also sang the part of Enjolras in the 25th anniversary concert of Les Mis, and is IMO the best Enjolras of all time, no exception. He played Gleb, the general guy, in the Anastasia musical, and even though I have mixed feelings about the musical as a whole his numbers, especially "Still/The Neva Flows (Reprise)" give me chills. One of the greatest nights of my life was getting to go to Toronto with my high school drama class to see him perform LIVE as Jean Valjean in the Mirvish Circuit Les Mis performances. I had a full crush just on his voice when I was in high school <3 And the craziest thing about him is that he has really minimal formal vocal training - his voice just DOES THAT!!! I'm in love with him I truly am

(A couple years ago when of the new guys at my work, who I'm now good friends with, casually mentioned that he knows Ramin Karimloo personally - his brother runs a children's theatre school in Toronto, and Ramin apparently loves to come in and work with the kids and then invite them to his shows. Anyways when he told me that I almost threw up.)

33 + 34. Do you collect CDs and/or vinyls

I don't, but I would if I had a little more disposable income. I'd LOVE to collect vinyl, really well-recorded vinyl has SUCH a gorgeous sound - one of my college roommates had a record player and a bunch of albums and I absolutely loved it. I used to collect CDs when I was in high school, and so I do have several kicking around - a lot of 80s stuff, which is what I was into then, so ABBA, Joan Jett, and the Beastie Boys. I also have a CD recording of "The Nutcracker" by George Balanchine that I love and listen to every Christmas season. Unfortunately I'm currently a hardcore spotify gal, if only because I listen to too much music to buy it all, but I do try to purchase the albums that I really love, especially with smaller artists.

send me some asks about music!

#ask games #realizing as I answer this just how much of my taste is musicals lmao #also I wanted to drop links bc some of these are so good!! but no pressure to watch them or anything

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sp00kysk3lly · 14 days

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I've lost ALL RESPECT for doctors and them as a profession!

I've lost ALL respect for people who work for the SCUMMY NHS as a a whole!

My complaint result came through, and it's just FULL OF LIES! Every sentence, every paragraph is just lie after lie after lie!

Are you all that scared of losing your jobs, that you'd lie to protect your own backs? And not care about the psychological and emotional stress it causes me?

Why do you not care about this?? YOU ARE A DOCTOR! YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO HELP PEOPLE WITH THEIR MENTAL WELLBEING, NOT BE THE FUCKING CAUSE OF THEIR EMOTIONAL DISTRESS!

You've fucked up! You have gone too far. You COULD HAVE just told the truth! Just took responsibility! You could have just said "Yeah, I did this and I apologise and realise how it looks, but I take accountability, I am sorry for what this caused you." How hard is that to do?

It proves my point, that the NHS is full of MANIPULATIVE, LYING CUNTS they really are!

This is EXACTLY why, murderers within the NHS (Harold Shipman, Beverley Allitt), think they can get away with murdering their patients! And I 100% believe that Lucy Letby is telling the truth, that she didn't murder anyone. I may be wrong, I may 100% be wrong, she may have killed those babies in her care, but I believe some doctors use nurses as scapegoats, so they can continue what they are doing (after a calling off period, obviously).

They just lie, to save their own fucking backs! From now on, I am going to be looking into private healthcare, I can't use the NHS anymore.

They have made me look like a LIAR! They have made me look like I am STUPID!

I AM NOT A LIAR! I AM NOT FUCKING STUPID!

I was there when they did this SHIT! I WAS THERE WHEN THE DOCTOR SAT ON MY FUCKING BED AND TOLD ME I WAS GOING TO DIE! I WAS THERE WHEN MY GASTRO DOCTOR LOOKED UP MY CONDITION ON GOOGLE, I WAS THERE WHEN HE ALSO TOLD ME I DIDNT HAVE DIABETES!

And not only me! My own mum! Yes she might have been and still is abusive, but she WAS THERE! She witnessed everything. Apart from the hospital bed and the doctor sitting on it, that was all me.

But all the doctor said, was that, he came in my room at 00:33 and “told me the risks” which he didn’t!

He sat on my fucking bed and I woke up at midnight! It was nearly 00:40 when he left! I woke up at MIDNIGHT to him on my bed, then he proceeded to tell me that I would die if I didn’t have the fucking catheter back in. I told him to FUCK OFF and rightly so! Why wouldn’t I react that way? If that doctor had looked at my medical record or even tried to, he would see about my sexual abuse! When I was 7.

Of course I have issues with men! I never had denied that. I have issues with men, and especially male doctors. And I DO NOT deny any of that. It may be a wrong. And judgemental. But HE sat on my bed? What was I suppose to do? React as a normal thinking person? It was midnight.

The only thing I did to that man, was tell him to fuck off because I did not want him on my bed! I was having flashbacks in that moment of my brother sexually abusing me and yes I reacted irrationally, but again it was midnight, I had only just got to sleep due to nurses checking my blood sugars every hour. They let me sleep for a while before they checked again (which I was thankful for and those nurses, I could not fault them whatsoever)!

But that man, lied? Why? Why did he lie? Did he try to do something? Did he think about something and thought not to bother? Why? Why would you lie? You admitted you came into my room at midnight

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alsjeblieft-zeg · 1 year

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237 of 2023

Does the person you like have any flaws?

Everyone has flaws. So do I and you, and my husband and the rest of the world.

Has anyone ever given you a ring? Why?

Yeah, my husband put the ring on my finger when we were getting married... but I lost it a couple of days ago. I’m such a loser, I even lost my own wedding ring lol.

If you ruled your own country, what type of government would it have?

A government, period. My country is so weird that it has even beaten its own record in the longest time without any government. Still, we have the king.

Creation theory, Evolution or the Big Bang theory?

Evolution.

Describe one of your most emotional farewells.

He said “Maybe we’ll see each other again before I go back to the university”, and we didn’t anymore. At least someone sent him best regards from me.

What was your last serious conversation about?

The future of our company. Since they started hiring people from the street, the quality of our products went down drastically.

Is there a city that you have a particular fondness for? If so, what city is it and why?

Yeah, there is. I definitely have a soft spot for Kortrijk and it was my first thought when I saw this question. I’m fond of my hometown, but that’s kinda logical. And another city I have a particular fondness for is Sint-Niklaas.

Are there any gnomes in your yard?

Lol no. Where would we keep them anyway?

When was the last time you were stung by a bee? What kind was it?

When I was a teenager, but I’m allergic to them. How should I know what kind of bee it was?

Are you gonna buy lottery tickets when you’re old enough?

Lol I’m almost 33. Is it old enough already?

Have you ever been into a real cave?

No, never.

Have you ever posted mean comments on YouTube?

No, I find it pathetic.

What color is your digital camera, if you have one?

Silver.

If you had to spend one day in any movie storyline, which one would it be?

I’m not interested in movies and their storylines.

Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game):

Life is the strangest game of all.

In your opinion, what is the saddest movie you’ve ever seen?

I don’t watch movies.

What is the best song to make out to?

I’m not into making out, don’t spoil my music.

Is there anyone right now that you are simply/overly infatuated with?

Yeah, kind of. That student since he looked in my eyes lol.

Who was the last person to play with your hair? Are they cute?

I don’t like when others touch my hair, but 100% it was my husband and he’s far from cute :P he’s a great person, though.

Who was the last person close to you that died? Did you cry?

Not that close, but one of our workmates passed away last Monday. I didn’t cry, but I was sad.

Do you consider yourself a healthy person? Physically and mentally?

I have two chronic and incurable disorders, and anxiety on top. Here’s your answer.

Do you know anyone who owns a boat?

Not in person, but there are a lot of boat owners in our neighbourhood.

Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana?

Yeah, one guy who has been prescribed it for tooth pain. Like, really. All the rest of people I know uses weed recreationally.

Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth?

Again, not in person.

What did you do for your 21st birthday?

Who remembers that. 21 has no significant meaning in Europe anyway.

Do you agree with the “they’re just being kids” excuse?

No. It’s the responsibility of the parent to teach their kids what’s acceptable and allowed and what’s not.

Do you ever watch talk shows?

Sometimes I put them as a background noise.

Do you have a/any hero(s)?

Not that I know of.

Have you told your parents all of your secrets from when you were a teen?

Nope. I shared some with my dad, though, but they knew nothing about my love life and all.

You’re getting married. Who’s your maid of honor and best man?

I’m married already, and we didn’t really bother.

Would you rather get highlights or dye your whole head?

Whole head, seems more like me.

Are you wearing anything of any sentimental value? Describe?

Yeah, a hoodie that says Belgium, it’s very sentimenal to me.

Who challenges you the most? In what way?

My husband, through “tough love”. That’s how he motivates me to get over my shit.

Who seems to hold you back? In what way?

It used to be my mum, she didn’t believe in me.

What was the last opportunity that you passed up, and why?

I can’t think of anything, I usually take every opportunity out there.

Should there be an application process for having children?

I think so. Everyone knows how to make babies, but not everyone knows how to raise them to valuable people.

Name one thing that you think defines you as a person?

Loyalty.

What is a fear you have about living on your own?

Having a seizure and having no one to look after me. I’m self-sufficient, but I’m happy to have a company, especially that my husband knows how to handle seizures properly.

What’s the worst name your mom has ever called you?

A whore. Just because she found out I liked other guys.

What’s your stance on spooning?

Nice when falling asleep.

What’s your most recent obsession?

Some guys lol. And train travels, again.

Have you ever been scammed?

No, but my husband was. He’s smart, and yet he got caught on “bank update”.

Have you ever fostered an animal?

I have two pet cats, does it count as fostering?

Do you know anyone who acts way younger than what they are?

Yeah, but fortunately we don’t keep in touch anymore. He’s older than me, but so fkn childish, it’s unbelievable.

Would you say you’re a pretty independent person?

Definitely. I have a disabled hand, and yet I can dress myseld, clean, shower, cook and all normal daily stuff. I travel alone, too. I reently came back to my job and found out I’m still capable of doing it, which makes me very happy.

Does the last song you listened to, remind you of someone?

Rather of something.

Do you currently want a new computer?

No, my laptop is still good.

How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?

They were surprised when I got my first one, but they don’t know about my second one, and I think they won’t be surprised, but they won’t be happy either.

Is there anyone you can picture yourself being with forever right now?

My husband, easy.

Who is your truest friend?

My husbanf. I know I can always count on him, and he knows he can count on me, too.

What is the strangest thing you’ve ever seen outside of your house?

Some random guy wearing a pink onesie with bunny ears. But it was pretty cool.

What bug frightens you most?

They don’t frighten me, they’re just disgusting.

Who is your oldest friend?

Marc for sure.

How long have you known them?

Five years.

Where are they right now?

Probably in his house.

Have you ever dated a friend of one of your siblings?

No, never. My sister has mostly female friends anyway.

What is the best gift someone can give you?

A pen and a notebook.

Have you ever dated someone who had a child?

Yes, my husband has a son with his ex-wife.

What is the last movie that made you cry?

I don’t watch movies, ffs. And I don’t cry either.

Have you ever played in a waterfall?

Never seen a waterfall in person.

In your life who has meant the most to you?

Both Nielsje and my husband, also my patrents and my sister.

What has been your biggest failure in life?

My first relationship. We were both broken.

Do you trust yourself?

Yes, strangely. I keep going on.

Would you ever consider getting an abortion, under any circumstances?

It’s not even biologically possible for me to get pregnant lol.

What was the last bug you killed?

I don’t even know what it was.

Do you prefer profile pictures by yourself of with someone else?

I prefer pictures where you don’t see my face.

Do you know anyone who has written a book?

Yeah, Kenny. I have to ask if it’s released already.

Do you drink milk/juice from the carton if no one is around?

No, I prefer it in glass.

Has anyone ever told you they liked you in a realllly sweet way?

Yeah, Nielsje. He’s a very sweet person in general.

Has a member of the opposite sex ever given you jewlery?

My sister gave me one of her earrings as a replacement piercing, does it count?

Do you find sleeping in cars easy?

Not at all. I can’t fall asleep in a moving vehicle.

Has a boyfriend’s/girlfriend’s parents ever gotten mad at you? Why?

I’ve never met his parents. They’re deceased.

What is the funniest thing a child has ever said to you.

Where do I start. There was a lot, and I can’t recall anything in particular.

What’s been on your mind lately?

That student. I don’t want to sound like I’m obsessed, but yeah.

Do you feel like you need to get something off your chest?

Not today, maybe the other day.

How would you react if someone told you they had feelings for you?

Depends on who it is and how I feel towards them.

#survey #q&a survey #random survey

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becauseofthebowties · 2 years

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Misha and Guillaume Orsat aka Castiel’s french dub voice actor (of “je t’aime, dean” fame)

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#misha collins #guillaume orsat #dlc4 #spn con #spn #spn fr #spn cast #i was sooooooo happy to meet him he's a real sweetheart #i thanked him for his beautiful performance with cas' confession and he was really touched and grateful #and told me about how emotional the recording of it was for him <33

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quackiseok · 3 years

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— strawberry kisses

feral boys x gn! reader || headcanon

genre : fluff

warnings : swearing

summary : their reaction to you giving them a kiss on the cheek for the first time!

a/n : hi hi! this is my first fic, i hope you like it 🥺 and i'm so sorry if there's any mistake, i'll try fixing them asap!

song to listen to while reading :

; DREAM

this man right here is VERY careful with you

always asking for consent before any physical contact with you (consent is always the key!)

he was so happy when you said that you were fine with cuddles and hugs with him! be ready for tight back hugs from him 'cause he loves putting his head on the crook of your neck >:)

but kisses... you were a bit shy about it since you were new to this type of relationship and you wanted to learn a bit first,

you told him about wanting to take things slowly and get used to it first, and of course he understands! dream will 100% respect your boundaries

he will wait patiently until you're comfortable enough with him because he loves you so much and he wants you to see him as a safe, comfort place :)

then one day when the two of you were baking cookies for valentines day, dream jokingly asked you to kiss him on the cheek as a thank you for helping you with the cookies

i mean, it's almost valentines anyways. a small, innocent kiss wouldn't hurt right? ö

you just giggled and gently leaned your face closer to his cheek, your fingers softly bringing his chin closer to you

you gently placed a kiss on his cheek, then quickly turning away from him with a wide smile

congratulations, you have successfully broke dream

man would be frozen on the place for a full minute, trying to process what just happened and is this real or not (because if it's not real he'd cry on the floor)

expect him to cling on you and not letting you go for the next few hours, calling you with sweet names like baby, hun, etc. for no reason and just be all lovey dovey with you ♡

he would secretly mark the date on his phone's calendar just for this special day where you kissed him for the first time HHAHSJDKSKD

if you were comfortable, he would offer you a kiss on your cheek to return the favor 🥺

and if you said yes, AAAAAAAA he would be so fucking happy, his serotonin level would just go through the roof like 📈📈

and ofc, he would happily give you a sweet kiss on your cheek! ( ˙ᵕ˙ )♡

; GEORGE

george is definitely very shy with you at first

he's VERY careful around you and treat you with so much care 🥺

( but once the two of you have gotten pretty used to each other, you guys bully each other 24/7 💀💀 (jokingly ofc!) )

at first, you thought george didn't like physical affections like kisses, hugs, etc.

boy you were wrong

this cat boy secretly LOVES physical affections from you, but he just hides it from you! and of couse, you love giving them to him too :)

but you were a little bit shy about kisses, and same goes to him. two shy cuties !!

if he was being honest : he wants to squish your cheeks and shower you with kisses, but he respects your boundaries and will wait until you're ready to take a step further! (( and he's really shy, he would also need time to get the courage to do it :D ))

then one day george has just finished recording for minecraft manhunt and boy, that block game can actually make you tired

the moment he's done with the recording, he immediately rushed to the bed and plop himself next to you

you would ask him things like how did the recording went, etc. and he'll answer you while letting you play with his soft hair 🥺

george was feeling a little playful, so he joked and asked you to give him a kiss on the cheek to recharge his energy

you looked at him with your cheeks slightly reddened. george has been working hard lately anyways, he deserves a gift, right?

you slowly bought your face closer to his cheek and planted a quick kiss on his cheek before looking away then melt into a puddle

georgenotfound who? i only know georgenotworking

his eyes would be widened, face red, and he would just sit there with his palm on the cheek where you planted the kiss on

it's been 3 minutes and his face is still red, huge grin on his face while hugging you tightly

he won't even try to hide the fact that he loves being affectionate with you anymore

it's the first time george has ever been clingy with you and you're living for it tbh 🥺

he'd ask you if you want a kiss too, in such a shy manner like "i can... give you... a kiss too... if you want... 👉👈"

if you say yes ? MMMMMMMMMM the two of you melt into a puddle together <33

he'll give you a quick but sweet kiss on your cheek with his face redder than before (,,．．„ )

; SAPNAP

man seems like he would fight you no matter what size you are

but in reality? sapnap's the sweetest and the clingiest (in a positive way, ofc!) man you've ever been with and you're so into this

he LOVES being affectionate and clingy with you, in fact he does it all the time. it's just how he is with you :)

he also LOVES giving you affection. he doesn't care about who's giving and who's receiving tbh, he just loves being around you in general 👉👈

you love his affection and giving him affection too, of course!! but you were a bit shy since this was your first romantic relationship with someone and kissing was a new thing to you

sapnap would tease you for being so shy around him, endlessly flirting with you just to see you all flustered, because in his eyes? you're so fucking adorable and that's a fact. ♡

despite him being all playful and flirty with you, he respects your boundaries and will 100% wait until you're ready!

of course he wants kiss you right on the spot but he can wait patiently, just for you <3

then one day, he was playfully flirting with you as usual

and he jokingly said "hey y/n, i think i deserve a kiss on the cheek for being cute!" well, you couldn't disagree with what he just said 👀

so you put on a large grin and placed a kiss on his cheek, immediately turning red afterwards

sapnap's the new pogchamp emote now

he would be so surprised and just turn into a ball of absolute joy

he'd immediately scoop you closer to him, hugging you tightly while giggling and just— shower you with lots of love 🥺

and trust me, he won't let go of you unless it's emergency or if you were uncomfortable

but if you were fine with it? this man will hold you like his life depends on it

he would also give you kisses on your cheek / the top of your head if you were comfortable enough :)

and if you did allowed him to kiss you? he'll immediately shower you with kisses and calling you his in between the kisses, like "you're mine, mine, mine" 👉👈

; QUACKITY

alex, he's such a flirty mf 😳

endlessly teasing you and flirting with you just to see you being flustered, just like sapnap

he'd call you with sweet spanish nicknames like mi amor, hermosa, etc. and you find them cute, honestly 🥺

he's really clingy with you (in a good way!) and always hugs you whenever he sees you. it's almost like an instinct to him when he sees you :) but you don't mind since you're living for his warm hugs and cuddles ♡

he LOVES the way you melt under his hugs, and honestly? he wants to cover your whole face with kisses but he knew you were new into dating and want to take things slowly, so he respects your boundaries! :))

one day, he was in a discord call with his friends and they were endlessly teasing him; which leads him to fake crying as a joke and asked you to give him a kiss on the cheek to make him stop crying

man, alex is so fucking adorable and you thought that he deserves a reward for being such a cutie

so you giggled and moved closer to him, slightly bending down to get to his level and placed a kiss on his cheek before turning away with a large grin on your face.

you know that one time karl jokingly leaned in to kiss alex? yeah, he has the exact same expression now

this man would stare blankly at you, his cheeks slightly red but then a few seconds later he's screaming in absolute joy

his friends would be so confused, asking him if he was alright but instead of answering them, he mutes the call and immediately clings his arms around your neck

"mi amor, you should do that more often if you're okay with it ;)"

100% endlessly flirting with you while hugging you tightly, melting you into a puddle ( bonus point if you knew spanish, cause he'd say cheesy pick up lines in spanish for you ;) )

and just like sapnap, he'd shower you with sweet kisses on your face if you were fine with it!

and if you were okay with him kissing you? man... you know that one vine where a kid is crying because of how cute her puppy is? yeah that's alex quackity @ your existence

he'd just be so happy and shower you with kisses, praising you, telling you how adorable you are, and telling you that you're his and he loves you so fucking much 🥺

; KARLJACOBS

karl jacobs is the definition of wholesome itself

he's literally the sweetest human being you've ever met, you can almost taste cotton candies when you're with him

he's really affectionate and loving towards you, always praising you whenever he's hugging you and holding you close to him! and of course, we can't forget the sweet nicknames he have for you. he just loves giving you so much affection, and you're in for it! 🥺

don't forget his playful side too! he would always joke around with you and maybe be flirty when he's feeling extra playful :) he can go from sending you wholesome memes to weird cursed images, no in between

but you were a little bit shy since you were new in this type of relationship. you told karl that you wanted to learn more first before jumping into more romantic gestures, including kisses.

of course this boy would go "okay! :)" and shower you with gestures you're comfortable with instead (hugs, cuddles, etc.) he wants you to feel comfortable around him, so he respects your boundaries! ♡

then one day when the two of you were cuddling on the couch while watching adventure time, karl jokingly asked what if you gave him a kiss on the cheek like marceline did to bubblegum

and you thought karl has been so sweet with you this whole time. you gotta return the favor to him, right?

so you just displayed a shy smile, leaning closer to him and gave him a small kiss on the cheek before you slowly melt in his arms

his eyes widened and he just wants to scream the way puppycat did

he'd immediately bring you closer to his body and mutter out uncountable i love you's, calling you perfect, sweet, etc. just praising you and being all giggly with you. of course he would be so giggly, you just gave him a kiss!!! 🥺👉👈

he would LOVE to return the favor to you, if you're fine with it!

and if you said yes? places such a sweet kiss on your face and just admire you with his starry eyes 🥺

JNNGGHHH SO MUCH SEROTONIN THIS RELATIONSHIP IS JUST 50% WHOLESOME AND 50% WHOLESOME BUT IN RED

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ayamturd · 3 years

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bisexual│mcyt hc

warnings: small mentions of hate, fluff

prompt: (requested 1 & 2) “Hello uh I saw one of your posts about the dream smp reacting to you coming out so I was wondering if you haven't already done it can you do dream smp reacting to you coming out as bisexual?”

“Hello yamturd so I was wondering if maybe you could do tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo reacting to reader coming out as bisexual or lesbian if you haven't already done it :)”

pairings: irl platonic! dream, ranboo, tommy and tubbo ; c!technoblade

a/n: if i offend or misinterpret anything in this hc, please feel free to message and correct me otherwise. i will always try to correct or delete this post if asked so <33

sending my love to all those who identify as bisexual <33

wc: (1.5k) - m.list

dream -

considering his prideful personality sometimes, you probably wanted to play with his ego and drop subtle hints

not anything too obvious, but enough to make him kick himself when he realizes

though it was admittedly difficult since he plays into the dnf ship so much that he thinks you’re also joking more than half the time

imagine you two were in a voice call one evening and randomly discussing the recent fanon and what would be funny to turn into canon (to mess with the fandom)

you’ve been recently shipped with two other content creators, both of opposing female and male gender, separately and together

“Honestly, I wouldn’t mind hitting that.” “Which one?” “Both.”

He’d laugh, but you didn’t.

“Wait, you’re serious? You actually identify as…?” “Bisexual. Yeah, I’m pretty sure anyway.” “Y/n, that’s amazing.”

takes pride in the fact that you trust him, but would feign being upset that you messed with him for as long as you did

be jokingly offended if he found out someone knew before him

“Wait…” “Yes?” “You told Bad??” “Yeah, he was one of the first.” “W— Why??”

It was your turn to laugh while he gawked in disbelief.

“It’s Bad! Of course I told him.” “… Fair enough.”

hate is a given, and he’ll always be there to support and defend you

he’ll always ask your permission before taking any action, however, because he respects you too much and knows you can fight your own battles

dream is someone will show relentless support, whether that be through words or moral support, he’ll always be there for you

c!technoblade -

i honestly feel like you never officially came out to techno

as you began to recognize yourself as bisexual, you slowly expressed yourself around him more openly to the point where he unconsciously knew

it’d probably would have hit him in the most random moment after months of assuming he knew

imagine you’re in the midst of battle when techno paused entirely with wide eyes

“Y/n!” “What!?” “Are you gay??”

you would tease him when discussing your love life in one-sided conversations with him; him basically choosing to ignore you when you talk to him

“Honestly, Techno, how could you not want to hit that?” “Please, just stop.”

(i’ve written this before but will stand by this that) he truly doesn’t care for your sexuality

you’re a friend, someone he trusts and relies on, he doesn’t need to consider who you’re attracted to since he sees you for your skills and friendship

the only, and only time he is mindful of your sexuality depends on others unnecessary comments about it

the smp is a known judgement free land, but there will always be someone with ignorant opinions that he is always quick to shut down (or kill)

nothing much can be said besides the fact that you’ll always be y/n to him: a loyal friend and someone he would fight the world for

ranboo -

oh sweet ranboo, dear ranboo

considering how openly supportive and kind he naturally is, you didn’t question the idea of telling him

i’d like to imagine that unlike most where you planned or waited to tell, the moment you knew, he would know soon after

imagine you called him before he began his lore stream to hype him up

you both were talking about more mundane things to calm his nerves as people joined when you brought it up

“Oh actually, before you start, I wanted to tell you something.” “Sure, what is it?” “Well, I— I’m Bisexual.” “…You’re tELLING ME THIS WHEN I’M ABOUT TO START MY STREAM??” “Y/n! I’m so happy for you, that’s amazing!”

he’s incredibly patient concerning how you wanted others to know or when you were ready to be completely out

similar to c!techno with the same beliefs you’re still y/n, and nothing has changed besides you coming out as yourself

he’s your go to when days are rough, because he knows how to help you understand you’re still loved as the same y/n and nothing less

“Hey, hey, listen to me. I love you, y/n. We all do, and you’ll never be alone when things get rough, alright?” (love /p)

knows how to silently deal with hate in his chat unless it becomes evident enough to address it (doesn’t want to bring attention to meaningless words until it becomes serious)

ranboo’s your rock and makes show that he’ll never believe anything other than that you deserve love

tommyinnit -

as someone who took pride in defending the LGBTQ+ community, you had no hesitation when coming out to tommy

if any, your reluctance would come from accepting yourself to the point to be open with other people

it’s not as if he didn’t accept you, he could never imagine doing so in the slightest, but he probably wouldn’t know what to say initially

imagine you both were in the midst of playing bedwars together in a recording for a video

he had been busy gathering emeralds while you remained at the base, and the comforting silence gave you the confidence to blindly address it

“Hey Tommy?” “What, y/n? I’m in the middle of something right now.” “Oh, um, I’m pretty sure I’m bisexual.” “…” “…Tommy?” “…” “T— Tommy?”

it’d be dead quiet for a few seconds before you heard the noise of him rustling in realization

“Wait wait wait, you’re serious? You’re bisexual?” “Haha yeah, yeah, I am.” “WHA—!”

he was happy for you, to say the least

tommy loves to joke, and one he loved to make would be your attraction to both genders

you like women? pog!

you like men? a shame, honestly

if you were publicly out, his favorite bit would be to include you in his obnoxious swooning

imagine he was streaming while talking about his love for women

“Boys, honestly, the ladies just can’t resist me.”

The ding of discord notified you entering the call, the sound of your laughter immediately coming through.

“I agree, Tommy, I definitely agree.” “Y/n! You are attracted to women, and I am also attracted to women. You can agree women are amazing, yes?” “I can, Tommy. Women are indeed amazing.” “Good lad!” “Tommy, you do realize I’m not only attracted to w—” “Shush, we don’t speak of that.”

he showed his support by normalizing your sexuality, his acceptance quick and easily integrated into your lives

(this is getting long but—) tommy was well aware he lacked some knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community, but openly voiced his ignorance as a sign of awareness itself

he was always quick to correct either himself or others, he refused to accept slander of any type in his streams

would probably try to keep it light heartedly, but scold nonetheless

tommy was your figurative cheerleader, always there to include and uplift you, whether that be through the smallest gestures or loudest cheers

tubbo -

poor tubbo

since he wasn’t the most careful with secrets, you probably withheld telling him till you were ready for most to know

this isn’t to deter anything of not trusting him, he’s still supportive and loving tubbo that wouldn’t dare do anything purposeful against you

if anything, you might have forgotten that he didn’t know when you were casually taking about it within a group

imagine you and Ranboo were trying to get him to sleep one early morning but gave up

you started talking about personal stuff and the topic of your love life came up, specifically the attraction to someone of the same gender

“I don’t know, Ranboo, I mean, I think I like them but at the same time I’m not sure.” “That’s fai—” “Wait, y/n. You’re gay??” “Bisexual, actually.” “WaAA—”

his very sleep deprived state was extremely happy and emotional for you

he’s like the little duckling with a knife, like he loves you completely but will try to hurt anyone that offends you

like tommy, he has no personal knowledge when being in the LGBTQ+ community but will solely learn for your sake

whether you’re younger or not, tubbo never fails to remind you that he looks up to you

he gives his all and won’t hesitate to provide in any way he can if needed

“You matter,” he’ll always say, “you’re important and no one else’s opinion matter.”

is proud to be your friend and expresses his platonic love in full, for you’re you and are so brave to be yourself despite all

choosing not to tag my usual taglist just cause its a headcanon with a specific request <33 (huge ty to @basilly and @inniterhq though for the advice/motivation to finish this)

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miraeluc · 3 years

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you have an eating disorder

prompt: “you never had issues with food - that is until your boyfriend makes a remark about your weight.”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female! reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: MAJOR TW!! anorexia, there’s swearing

genre: fluff, angst

NOTE: this is not proofread at all and it’s kinda short, i was struggling to finish it a lot, sorry :(

you were never one to pay special attention to your diet or anything

life is short, why spend it worrying about how your body looks?

food is food man, and you need it to live

there was no fun in dieting either, it’s not like you were ever fat anyway - with daily training you were in shape!

sure there were thinner girls, but like i mentioned, you just liked enjoying food without having to worry about losing weight all the time

your boyfriend, bakugo, just does not know how to express himself

he’s not the type to really pay any mind to your figure, he finds you pretty anyway

and its a plus anyway - whenever he feels full he can just push his plate towards you and you’ll gladly finish it for him

that is until one day

you were sitting with the baku squad at lunch

mina was telling you about a new tiktok trend she had stumbled upon and found hilarious

denki was currently fighting for his life against bakugo after saying his hair looked like he was just hit by an electricity quirk before he proceeded to zap him lightly

kirishima was regretting all of his life decisions when he decided to try and help denki

sero was just sat there,, recording it so he could show them just how stupid they looked afterwards

kirishima finally managed to pull said angry-boy away from kaminari

you always said he’s like a little angry pomeranian when angry lol

back to the plot omg i got carried away

after bakugo was calm enough to take his initial seat beside you, he was already too full and just overall not hungry

so he pushed his plate towards you

“eat up, fatass.” he grumbled out

you just looked up at him with wide doe-eyes, not expecting an insult to slip off his tongue

it was bakugo, what’d you expect lmao

you looked down at the plate, suddenly feeling very not hungry anymore, instead pushing the plate away as you grabbed your bag to stand up

“actually, i’ll head up to my room, i feel a bit sick”

you immediately left after that, not seeing the confused glances the table exchanged, mina smacking bakugo’s head

you went to your room and laid down, not knowing why bakugo’s comment had made you feel upset

you never get upset when he makes dumb remarks!!

so why now!!

you realised it when you were stood in front of the mirror, shirt lifted, staring at your own body

you did gain some weight.

you were upset at yourself because you usually didn’t mind!!

you know weight fluctuates, you know the small amount of chub you have will eventually pack it’s little bags and leave again

but it hurt because you wanted to be pretty for your boyfriend.

how could you be when he says you’re a fatass?

eventually, you ended up scrolling through your phone, looking at thin girls all day

you also looked up a few diets that worked very fast

by the time bakugo was aggressively knocking at your door you had closed all of the pages you were previously looking at

as soon as you swung the door open he strutted in, seating himself on your bed

“what was with you running off at lunch today?” he looked at you

you were still stood at your door like.... mm ok i guess make yourself at home

“huh? i told you, i felt a little sick.” you mumbled, closing the door again, it was getting late and you were not looking to be beheaded by aizawa

he scoffed “if you say so.” he laid down, kicking your blanket to the side

“i brought you some snacks - incase you got hungry..” he said, his face looking like >:(

he didn’t get them because he knew you liked them and wanted to make you happy! not at all!!

he just didn’t want to put up with you being whiny

that’s for sure the reason

you giggled, throwing yourself ontop of him - sounds of protest coming from him but he did wrap his arms around you

“since when are you so nice, katsuki?!” you teased

lol wrong move

in 0.01 seconds you were flipped over and held down as he started tickling you

“i’m not nice!”

the next morning you left extra early to avoid getting breakfast with bakugo

he didn’t seem to be bothered by it, he also has days where he just doesn’t feel like eating early in the morning so

it does start to bother him when that one day of skipping breakfast turned into every day

his google search bar is like

‘why does my gf not eat’

‘do girls not eat breakfast’

but this bitch is also too scared to approach you at first because he doesnt want you to know he truly cares

his ego is still too high for that

but you know better

you know he cares but sometimes you don’t feel good enough for him

you can’t help but compare yourself to other girls at your school

you distance yourself unknowingly, lost in the counting calories and exercising every day

everyone but you notices that you’re literally spiraling

you don’t notice that you look sick, skin paling and cheekbones getting more prominent every passing day

you don’t notice the growing eyebags under your eyes

all you notice is other pretty girls and how you want to look like them.

at first, your friends decide to give you some space, thinking that maybe you have to fix this within yourself and need space

and you do, but someone needs to snap you out of your little bubble

that someone is bakugo

so it goes like this

during training, he noticed your legs being a little more wobbly than usual

and he noticed that you were unfocused, not being able to dodge all of the enemies attacks

but something inside of him snaps when aizawa has to stop the fight because you were not even fighting back anymore

before aizawa even arrived in front of you, your world went black and you collapsed

bakugo was so angry at your training enemy

didn’t they fucking see your struggle??

did they really have to be stopped by their teacher??

would they even have stopped if it werent for aizawa??

probably not

but he didnt have time to go and yell at them because he was running towards you

aizawa let him pick you up

“bring her to recovery girl.”

of course he did

everyone watching was so shocked

because bakugo didn’t let out a sound the entire time

his face was pulled into a frown, as usual, but he wasn’t speaking- no, yelling

he showed past his classmates, walking towards recovery girl’s office

“ribbit, why was he so quiet?”

recovery girl was like ?!?!?! what the fuck happened when was the last time she ate

she had to give you a total parenteral nutrition

(that means nutrition/fluids are delivered into your body via a catheter placed in a vein of your body, usually lower arm)

when you woke up bakugo was sat next to the bed, reading the back of some medicine bottle he found there

when he noticed you awake he perked up a little, shoulders visibly relaxing

“what happened?”

he narrowed his eyes, wondering for a second if you were serious

“you’re starving yourself to near death, that’s what happened.”

you immediately grimaced

“did i pass out in front of everyone?”

“is that seriously what you’re worried about?!”

you remained quiet, looking away

“y/n, look at me.” he gently guided your head to face him

“i don’t know what drove you to do this to yourself, but i need you to stop. you’re going to die if you don’t stop. what idiot made you think you need to do this to yourself?! i’ll kill them!”

“you told me i was a fatass”

his jaw dropped

fuck

“you know i don’t mean when i insult you! i hide the fucking fact that i WANT you to eat by using insults! i’m so sorry..”

his voice went soft at the end

he truly felt so bad :(

he was the one that was supposed to protect you from others hurting you yet here he was, being the one that caused you to hink you weren’t worthy enough

“i know, but there’s so many much more prettier girls than me, i was afraid you’d lose feelings if i wasn’t thin enough.”

“are you kidding?! you’re the only one i have eyes for! all those other extra’s can fuck off, i don’t give a single shit about them!”

you were kinda tearing up

“do you promise?”

god, he felt so bad.

he sat on the edge of the bed, reluctantly pulling you in a hug

“i promise”

from that day on he made sure to remind you to eat meals, even if it was just something small

he ripped everyone’s heads off if they made a comment about your eating habits and/or weight

and he made sure you were the only one he loved

the day he saw you collapse something broke inside of him

it opened his eyes that hiding his emotions from you wouldn’t help you in your relationship

so while he supported you to build your feelings of self-worth and eating habits, you helped him start to open up, teaching him that showing emotions wasn’t embarassing

no one else knew how soft he could get with you and it should stay that way

you had a long way to go but it was all worth it in the end

he was your little angry pomeranian <33

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jiminieloved · 3 years

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Ultimate Jikook Timeline Pt 78

Love Yourself: Her Era Pt 6

1. February 1, 2018:

Puma Behind the Scenes

2. February 6, 2018:

a) Jimin Twitter post (Jimin and J-hope go to Japan for some schedule)

Trans: 😊👍🍝 #JIMIN #Hobi

b) Run Ep. 39

1:11 JK says that the winner will awarded with his desktop computer, so Jimin gives him a side-hug

1:29 Jimin fixes something on JK’s uniform

2:51 they stand very close

3:05 they stand very close again and there’s a on-screen text saying “must you stand so close?”

7:55 JK dances closes to Jimin and they give a high-five

16:33 When JK says his own name instead of the name of someone else to challenge, Jimin laughs and hugs him

Behind

0:56 they play with the bell together

5:40 the hug scene again

3. February 9, 2018:

a) JK Twitter post

b) Jimin Twitter post

4. February 12, 2018:

2018 Global Vlive Top 10 (pre-recorded)

12:45 RM says he will give the “having a heart attack because of army” award, they all make the nosebleed sign and JK goes close to Jimin on the stairs

18:34 they watch clips of the vlive they did on JK’s graduation day

27:00 they talk about each member’s contribution for the year, so JK gets on his knees and says “No words needed, just Jimin!”. Then RM points out that JK hit the floor exactly where it says “top 10” and asks Jimin to make a pose in front of it

31:55 they sign the disc and Jimin gets very close to JK, who lets him sign first

5. February 13, 2018:

Run Ep. 40

14:03 JK gives advice to Jimin on how to play the game, Jimin succeeds and JK brags about it going to Jimin and saying his coaching was perfect

20:38 when JK says his phrase may seem cliche, Jimin says his handwriting is so nice, it looks like the best one

6. February 14, 2018:

Jimin comes back from Japan alone without J-hope

youtube

7. February 15, 2018:

a) Jimin, Jungkook and their friend Sungwoon go together to Holic Escape, at Itaewon

b) Billboard Interview

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Small moment in the beginning of the video

c) Burdock Magazine

8. February 20, 2018:

Run Ep. 41

12:38 JK says Jimin has to face back and adjusts his position

Behind

1:44 Jimin and JK play with their headphones

2:13 Jimin hits the bell and acts like he hurts his hand, so JK pretends to punch the bell

3:35 they help each other to practice

9. February 22, 2018:

J-Hope “Daydream” MV shooting

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8:10 Jimin and JK visiting J-hope’s MV shooting

9:46 jikook with J-hope, at 9:50 Jimin says they are leaving and JK appears in the back waiting for him

12:20 jikook showing support to J-hope, sharing a few glances and then saying they have to go because they have things they need to do

10. February 23, 2018:

Mediheal x BTS collaboration

0:50 jikook sharing a scarf

11. February 24, 2018:

Jimin fancafe post

12. February 25, 2018:

RM Twitter post (JK cover of Only Then - Roy Kim)

Trans: A few days ago, I asked Jungkook to cover this song so he did it the next day then sent it to me via (Kakao)talk.. The moment you listen to it, it’s not Jungkook, it’s heaven. -Namjoon

13. February 27, 2018:

a) JK’s Twitter post (cover of All of My Life - Park Won)

JK seems emotive while singing this song. But early 2018 was a time when the members were thinking about disbanding, so JK’s emotions towards this song could be related to this

b) Run Ep. 42

0:32 RM point out that he and Jimin are wearing the colors of the Korean flag, then JK, who is wearing black, puts his arm around Jimin and says “you got to have black color to make de Korean flag”.

1:04 after being told they would have to do sports challenges, Jimin says “isn’t today just for Jungkook?”

6:33 while JK in doing a challenge Jimin says some people might think he is slow but it is really hard to do

7:18 Jimin is the only one to clap for JK when he finishes his challenge

9:15 RM says JK will definitely win the challenge, JK says “no, Jimin might do well”

10:31 JK says Jimin looks like Yuna Kim (figure skater) while Jimin is doing his challenge and then says he looked like a power range while he was falling with the rope

16:54 standing close and talking about RM’s performance on the challenge

Behind

8:53 JK giving Jimin a massage

Credits for the Run episodes timestamps to @ladyc0312

Information compiled by @lagalaxiedemochi, please direct all questions to this account.

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tobesolonely · 4 years

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jealousy

a/n: hello! this is a little one shot that’s apart of my dad!harry universe! you dont have to read the original one to understand this one shot but if you’d like to, ill link it here . i hope everyone enjoys! please reblog and leave feedback if you do<33

summary: y/n and harry have another child, and their first born is a little skeptical on the idea of being a big sister.

warnings: none

word count: ~1.7k

my ko-fi! thank you :)

After hours of excruciating contractions, a backache like nothing you’ve ever felt in your life, and the horrid discomfort that came with pushing, you forgot all about your displeasure when Harry grabbed your hand, eyes sparkling, and said: “He’s beautiful, Y/N. Oliver’s here.”

When you found out you were having a baby boy, you were ecstatic. You and Harry already had a daughter, a fiery six-year-old named Allison, or Ally, as she preferred, and wanted to try for a boy. Girls run on both sides of your family, so you were pleasantly surprised when you found out you were expecting a baby boy. However, your daughter was not so happy about this news.

At first, you and Harry thought that the farther along you got in your pregnancy, the more your daughter would warm up to the idea of being a big sister. Unfortunately, the opposite happened. She became withdrawn and had outbursts that you would describe as “unpredictable and unprovoked.” You tried using your own experience as an older sibling to help your daughter know what to expect. You let her pick the color for the nursery. Harry got a t-shirt made that said, “Best big sister ever!” but she never wanted to wear it. Despite your greatest efforts, nothing changed your daughter’s attitude. She was much like you in that aspect— once she had an opinion on something, it was difficult to get her to see things from a different perspective. Still, you were looking forward to your eldest meeting the newest addition to the family.

After a few hours of skin to skin, feeding, and napping (because everyone knows you sleep when the baby sleeps), Harry breaks the silence. “Told my mum she can come over with Ally and Gem, now. Are yeh okay with visitors?” His voice is scratchy from not speaking for so long, and he’s whispering in an effort to not wake up your son.

“That’s fine,” you respond, rubbing sleep out of your eyes. “Just exhausted. Maybe a short visit?” Harry nods, telling you he already suggested they don’t stay for long. You look over at your son, starting to feel a little anxious. Ally had six months to adjust to the idea of having a sibling, and she was upset about it right up until the very end. When you went into labor, as Harry frantically got the car packed, she stood off to the side and said nothing. When Harry’s mom arrived as you were getting set to leave, the two of you told your daughter to be good, gave her hugs and kisses, and reminded her how loved she was. Still, Ally said nothing. When Anne waved as Harry backed the car out of the driveway, Ally had a look on her face that she didn’t often wear— a look that could best be described as pure hurt.

“What’s on your mind?” While you were lost in your thoughts, Harry moved from the chair near the window to the one next to your bed.

“I’m just worried about how Ally’s gonna react to him,” you gesture toward your son, who was still fast asleep in his bassinet. “Did you see how she looked at us when we left? Hardly said a word to either one of us.”

Harry hums thoughtfully, thinking back on the earlier day's events. “Guess you’re right, now that ‘m thinkin’ about it. She didn’t seem excited at all, did she?”

You shake your head, tears starting to form in your eyes. Harry’s expression softens, and he reaches to gently cup your face. “Hey, don’ gotta cry, lovie. Just wait ‘til she sees him. Promise she’ll fall in love jus’ like we did, trust me.” He wipes a stray tear from your cheek and gives you a reassuring smile.

“You’re right,” you tell him, feeling silly for getting so emotional so quickly. “I know it’s a big adjustment. My mom told me I was the same way when my little sister was born.” Harry nods, retracting his hand from your face and reaching to grab a tissue from the table beside your bed.

“See? Who woulda thought yeh didn’t like your sister when she was born? The two of yeh are inseparable at this point, know she’d be right here beside you if she wasn’t away at university.”

You’re about to respond when a gentle knock at the door interrupts your conversation. Harry’s eyes light up as he turns to see his mother, Gemma, and your baby girl all walk into the room. Gemma is holding a big bouquet of flowers, Anne has a bunch of balloons with “It’s a boy!” written in curly script, and Ally is clutching onto her grandmother’s hand, a stuffed bear that you don’t recognize as being hers in tow.

“C’mere and give Daddy a hug,” Harry immediately stands up and goes to pick up your daughter, twirling her around. “Missed yeh so much, love bug. Were you good for grandma and auntie Gem?” Harry’s voice is still quiet, as Oliver was still sleeping, and no one wanted to deal with a fussy baby at the moment.

“Yes, daddy.” Ally answers quietly and shortly, looking down at the floor. Harry notices this and sets her down, kneeling to make eye contact with her.

“What’s wrong, Ally? Mumma and Daddy have noticed that yeh haven’t been yourself lately. Something botherin’ you?” Harry questions, already knowing why she was so upset but wanting to give her a chance to freely express how she was feeling.

“S’just…” she says, tugging on her shirt and stretching it out, a bad nervous habit she developed. “I don’ think I want a brother, Daddy. Auntie Gem said it would be fun, but I jus’ don’t think so.” Your daughter has a look of genuine worry on her face. At this point, Gemma and Anne have made their way over to you, quietly offering congratulations and gushing over Oliver.

“What makes yeh think it won’t be fun, bug? What are some things you’re worried about?” Harry takes one of her little hands in his, rubbing gentle circles on her thumb. Ally harshly rubs at her eyes, and you know this means she’s about to start crying.

“Jus’ think you and Mumma won’t love me anymore… because you’ll be too busy playing with him,” She looks over in her brother’s direction, not even wanting to say his name. “I bet he’ll get more cuddles than me.”

Your heart breaks at the fact that your daughter thinks you and Harry don’t have enough love in your heart for her and her baby brother. “Ally, come over here and lie next to Mumma,” you call out quietly. Harry picks her up and brings her over to you, laying her on your bed cautiously to make sure she doesn’t accidentally get tangled in any of your IV’s.

“Baby, there’s nothing and no one on this planet that could make me and Daddy love you any less. We have enough love in our hearts for you and Oliver. Do you understand?” You ask. She doesn’t say anything.

“D’ya wanna hold him?” Harry offers, looking at his mom and sister who have hopeful looks in their eyes. They know how difficult it’s been for Ally to accept a new sibling, as Anne and Gemma have both reassured you countless times when you’ve vented to them about it.

“I guess,” she mumbles, looking at her hands. Harry tries a different approach.

“I see yeh had a new bear in your hand when yeh walked in. Is that for your brother?” Ally looks at the bear that she had discarded on the chair and nods slowly.

“Auntie Gem got Mumma flowers, an’ grandma got balloons. So I wanted to get something too,” she tells him, looking between yours and Harry’s faces. He smiles widely at this and reaches to grab the bear.

“That’s so thoughtful of yeh, bug. See? You’re a natural big sister! Did Auntie Gem teach you some things when I wasn’t around?” Ally chuckles at this, playing with the stuffed animal’s legs. “Do yeh wanna hold him and give him the bear, Ally?”

She quickly nods, a noticeable shift in her mood. Harry tries to hide his excitement as he walks over to Oliver’s bassinet, who was now starting to wake up. He coos when Harry picks him up, and you’re relieved when he doesn’t burst into tears like he has been for the past few hours.

“Hold your arms like this,” you demonstrate for your daughter, situating her body next to you so she could hold her brother without hurting him. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Gemma pull out her phone and start recording.

“Ready for him?” Harry questions. Ally nods and Harry slowly places her brother in her arms. “Make sure yeh hold the back of his head, bug. Can’t let it dangle.” You help her readjust her hand placement to offer more support to Oliver’s head. Ally looks up, a dimpled smile on her face.

“He’s so little!” She exclaims, staring back down at him in awe. You and Harry look at each other, tears filling your eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that day.

“He is, isn’t he?” You ask, quickly wiping under your eyes. Anne places her hand on your shoulder, looking down at her grandson with a look of pure adoration in her eyes.

“He’s beautiful,” she gushes, sounding slightly choked up. “He’s got eyes just like yours, Ally.” You see her smile at this, but she doesn’t look up, not wanting to stop staring at her new brother. She reaches carefully with the hand, not supporting her brother’s head to grab the stuffed bear she picked out for him, setting it next to him.

“This is for you, Olly,” she says, placing the bear beside him. “You can sleep with him every night!”

Harry glances at you again, a look of relief on his face. “Olly, is it, bug? He has a nickname just like yours,” he tells her, reaching over you to smooth her hair. “Ally and Olly. I like tha’.” Your heart is full, and your family is complete.

At least, for now.

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rafael-silva · 3 years

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Gravitate Towards You: A Tarlos Fic

TK has a tiring shift, filled with the echo of the bell, sending them to one call after another. Whether at the firehouse or at home, Carlos is always there for TK. And after all, is there any better place to fall asleep than on your love's lap after a hectic twenty-four hour shift?

for the good things happen bingo prompt: tarlos + falling asleep on their lap

established tk strand/carlos reyes, hurt/comfort, emotional/hurt comfort, hugs, kisses, tk strand needs a hug, carlos gives him all the hugs, softness, protective carlos reyes

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*****

Carlos wakes up to a quiet house. He stifles a yawn, eyes still closed as he rolls over onto his right side, reaching out but is met with coldness when his hand falls onto the sheet. He peels one eyelid open and squints, not yet accustomed to the sunlight seeping into his bedroom through the blinds. It takes his mind a few seconds to catch up. Right, it’s his day off and TK is on a twenty-four hour shift, which after checking the clock on the nightstand, Carlos figures there’s still a little over twelve hours left in said shift.

They have days like these, where either their shifts don’t align or one of them has a day off while the other works. It’s not bad, though, it gives the chance for whoever isn’t working to really pamper and take care of the other when he’s home from a long day. Whether it’s drawing a warm bath or making a nice dinner, it’s always a treat to come home to. Something they look forward to after their hectic shifts.

Carlos remembers a couple of times he would come home to TK having cooked him dinner, usually something simple and straightforward, but with the firefighter’s track record in the kitchen, Carlos is always more than grateful for TK’s effort.

It’s a good thing you’re a firefighter, Carlos had playfully teased his boyfriend. You know, in case a spontaneous fire would erupt in the kitchen.

TK had rolled his eyes with a chuckle. Very funny, TK had replied, lightly pushing Carlos’s shoulder with his own. You do have a point, though.

But seriously, thank you, Carlos had said sincerely, it means a lot.

The meal was delicious, and Carlos was almost certain TK was on the phone with Grace the entire time he was cooking. But it was still TK’s cooking and effort.

You know you’re much better in the kitchen than you think you are, Carlos had told him. You have a lot of potential.

TK had blushed at the compliment, really glad that Carlos was enjoying the meal.

Back in his bed, Carlos smiles at the memory and moves to grab his phone, unplugging it and finding a text from TK.

TK: [2:07 AM] Just got back from a call. It was a tough one but everything turned out okay. Gonna get some sleep before the bell goes off again. Hope you’re sleeping well babe.

Carlos’s heart drops slightly at the first half of the text. He knows how hard TK takes rough calls and he wishes more than ever he could wrap his boyfriend in his arms and comfort him. He also knows TK has a strong support system at the 126, they’re family, so he’s positive TK is in good hands. He just wishes he could see TK and make sure he’s okay for himself.

He types a reply.

Carlos: [8:29 AM] Good morning, baby. I’m sorry to hear about the call, are you doing okay? I hope you managed to get some sleep. Sending you lots of hugs until I see you.

Carlos didn’t expect to get a reply within minutes. He had hoped that TK was getting some much-needed sleep.

He had just opened the blinds letting sun directly into the bedroom when his phone pings.

TK: [8:31 AM] Morning babe. Got a couple of hours of sleep but the bell had other plans, been in and out of the firehouse from then. It’s one of those shifts. On the way back now from another call. I’m okay, just smokey and super tired. Can’t wait to see you.

Carlos: [8:33 AM] Please be careful. A warm shower should help and try napping for a while. I can’t wait to see you too, baby.

Carlos was aware he was slipping to Protective Boyfriend Mode, but he couldn’t help it. Especially knowing that TK is running on very little sleep in such a hectic shift.

TK’s next reply confirms he, too, noticed Carlos’s protectiveness.

TK: [8:34 AM] I’ll be fine, don’t worry. A shower and a nap are definitely in order.

Carlos: [8:35 AM] I always worry. Get some rest, babe. Call me anytime.

TK smiles at Carlos’s text.

“Lover boy?” He hears Marjan tease, sitting across from him.

TK suspects the goofy smile on his face answers her probably rhetorical question because Marjan is smirking.

He looks up to see the truck pulling into the firehouse. He locks his phone, pocketing it and hopping out after Marjan and Paul. He stretches, his muscles really having a field day, carrying a slight ache as he moves.

“I’m gonna take a shower and hopefully nap before,” TK says, gesturing to the air around them, “you know, it goes off again.”

Judd clasps him on the shoulder as he walks past him, TK nodding at Owen as he makes his way towards the showers.

He turns the knob and water comes splashing down and he savors the feeling of the droplets rolling down his skin. The hot water relaxes his muscles and he stands under the spray for longer than strictly necessary to get clean yet he doesn’t move. Only when the water starts to get cooler than he shuts it off, changes into a clean uniform and walks into the bunk room. He looks at his bed and smiles when he sees Buttercup stretched out on the covers.

“Hey, boy,” TK calls out as he walks over.

Buttercup’s head shoots up at the sound of TK’s voice and he smiles at his favorite human, getting excited as TK gets closer.

TK ruffles Buttercup’s fur as the dog moves to make space for TK and TK sighs as his body finally hits the soft mattress, the tension seeping out of his skin.

Buttercup lays his head on TK’s stomach as the firefighter absentmindedly runs his fingers through the dog’s thick strands. He closes his eyes and he drifts off in no time.

*****

Carlos decides to make tamales for dinner, knowing they always bring a smile to TK’s face and happiness to his stomach. After having breakfast and his coffee, he quickly checks around his kitchen for the ingredients, but noticing he doesn’t have a few things, decides he’ll stop by the market. And then surprise TK at the firehouse. With the day his boyfriend is having, Carlos wants to do anything to cheer him up. And he also really needs to see TK for himself and hold him, needs to make sure he’s okay. He just hopes they won’t be out on a call when he arrives. Still, though, he’ll wait. He’ll wait for as long as it takes to see TK.

He tidies up around the house for a while before heading out, making the bed and putting on a load of laundry. Once he’s satisfied, he checks his email, answering the new ones that he’s received and then out of habit, double-checks his schedule.

It’s nearing eleven when he decides to head out, changing into a t-shirt and jeans and comfortable shoes. He gets an idea as he picks up his phone, keys and wallet.

He’ll be done at the market by twelve-thirty, and he’ll be at the firehouse by one, and that gives him the idea to cook lunch for the 126. Or whatever mean they’re meant to be having depending on who was sleeping when.

He’s almost positive none of them had a decent thing to eat all shift, between the number of calls they got and trying to sleep in between, he senses none of them had the heart or energy to cook. So they’re either snacking or eating fruit whenever they can, anything that’s easy and quick. And Carlos’s mom always told him that a tough day without at least good food is just pure wrong.

Nodding to himself, he adds a few more items to his mental list of groceries and closes the door behind him.

*****

TK doesn’t know how long he’s been asleep when the all-too familiar bell rings across the house. He gets out of bed, his body working on autopilot and thanks to muscle memory, he’s jumping into the truck in record time. He stops a yawn and wipes the sleep from his eyes, slipping into firefighter mode. He’s alert and ready when the truck comes to a halt at their scene.

*****

Disappointment sets into Carlos’s gut when he parks around the firehouse and sees that the truck isn’t there. And then he spots Buttercup sitting by the bay doors and remembers TK mentioning that the dog sits there while the team is out on a call. Buttercup gets up when he sees Carlos, no doubt happy about a familiar face and trots to the cop.

Carlos smile, leaning down to pat the dog’s head. “Hey, buddy.”

Buttercup gives him a smile and then turns to face the street.

Carlos follows Buttercup’s gaze. “They’re out, huh?” He finds himself also staring into the distance. He snaps himself back.

“Think they’d be up for a surprise?” Carlos asks.

Buttercup turning his head to the side in amusement is all the answer Carlos needs. He chuckles.

“Come on, let's make some food.”

The word food catches the dog’s attention and then he’s following Carlos into the house and into the kitchen. Buttercup sits by the island as Carlos starts gathering pans and opening the fridge to survey what they already have in the firehouse. He can work with what he finds and what he bought from the market.

*****

“Well, that took forever,” TK sighs, getting off the truck and taking his turnout coat off.

“That was an hour, max,” Judd replies.

“Yeah, well, felt like forever. This whole shift feels like it's taking forever.”

“Amen,” Paul nods.

They all file into the house, leaving TK standing outside and he fishes for his phone in his pocket. He wants to send Carlos a text to update him, but Judd calls his name before he can start typing.

“Hey, TK!”

“Yeah?” TK responds, holding his phone that’s opened to his chat with Carlos and walks into the house. The moment the delicious smell hits his senses, he immediately knows.

He quickly makes his way to the kitchen where his eyes confirm what he already knew, and his heart swells in his chest with so much love it could burst.

“Carlos,” TK breaths out, a smile growing on his face at the sight.

“Hey, baby,” Carlos replies, walking through the crew to get to TK.

The taller man wastes no time in wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, and TK quite literally falls against Carlos’s strong chest. Carlos supports most of TK’s weight, holding him tighter and TK pushes his face into Carlos’s neck. The sound of the crew chatting the background fades away, and in this moment, it’s just TK and Carlos.

“You’re here,” TK whispers, as if he were afraid he was imagining Carlos, but the steady grip and sturdy form tell him its anything but his imagination.

“I am,” Carlos nods, moving slightly to plant a kiss to TK’s temple.

TK hums happily.

“Needed to see you and make sure you were okay,” Carlos continues.

“Needed you,” TK says.

“I’m here.”

They stay like that for a few moments longer, until TK is pulling back and green irises meet brown, and they understand. They speak volumes without uttering a word. It’s comfort, it’s safety, it’s reassurance. It’s love.

Carlos closes the gap between them with a soft kiss brushed against TK’s lips.

Buttercup walks over to them, looking up between the two men, and sensing his presence, TK looks down.

“Looks like someone wants attention, too,” Carlos chuckles.

TK leans down and kisses Buttercup’s head and then gives him a hug, which satisfies the dog.

It’s TK who chuckles now when his stomach growls. He looks back up at Carlos. “It smells so good.”

“Let’s eat,” Carlos smiles.

Just as he’s moving away, TK catches his hand and Carlos turns to look at TK.

“Hey, thank you. For being here, and for the food. But mostly for being here,” TK expresses.

Carlos replies by raising their joined hands and kissing TK’s knuckles.

“It’s nothing fancy,” Carlos address the group, “just spaghetti with red sauce and chicken, but I knew you’re having a hell of a shift and didn’t want you to worry about cooking on top of that, so…”

“Bless you, Reyes,” Judd says. “Thank you, brother.”

“You,” Owen starts, walking over to Carlos and patting him on the shoulder, “are a good man, Carlos.”

“It was nothing, really. I’m happy to do it,” Carlos replies.

Next thing, everyone is reaching for plates and serving food for each other. Carlos steps outside of the kitchen area and TK joins him.

“This means a lot,” TK says, looking at Carlos with a silver sparkle in his eyes.

“Lunch?” Carlos smirks.

TK playfully rolls his eyes. “The thought,” he raises his eyebrow.

“It really was nothing. It dawned on me when I was leaving to get things for our dinner tonight, I thought you all need it.”

“We do,” TK nods. “I feel like we’re borrowing energy from each other at this point.”

Carlos nods, understanding. “I get it.”

“What’s for dinner tonight?” TK asks.

“That’s a surprise,” Carlos wiggles his eyebrows.

“You’re full of surprises today, aren’t you?” TK teases.

“Always, Tiger,” Carlos leans in and kisses TK’s cheek. “Now let’s get you a plate before there’s nothing left.”

“This is incredibly good,” Paul speaks. “You’re a lucky man, TK.”

“That I am,” TK responds with a wide smile.

Carlos looks at him with so much admiration and affection, TK’s heart skips a beat.

They’re all chatting in separate groups, occasionally bouncing between the different conversations when the bell goes off.

There’s a simultaneous groan as they get to their feet in union.

“At least we got to eat,” TK shrugs, following.

Carlos stands up, giving TK a hug. “I’ll go to my mom’s and then head home to make dinner.”

TK nods, holding onto Carlos. “Tell her I said hi. And I’ll update you.”

“Please be careful,” Carlos repeats from earlier in the day.

TK pulls back, gives him a smile and seals the promise with a gentle kiss to Carlos’s lips.

“I’ll see you at home,” TK says as he walks towards the truck.

Carlos stands in his place, eventually hearing the sirens wail and slowly, their sound gets lower and lower until he’s engulfed in silence.

He didn’t want to let go of TK, he wanted to keep him safe and sound, but he knew TK had to go, that it’s TK’s job to go, and TK is damn good at his job. Carlos wholeheartedly trusts that, but the truth is, every time he holds TK, it gets a little harder to let him go.

He draws in a deep breath and lets it out slowly.

He looks at Buttercup to see him lying on the floor with his head settled on his paws.

“Come on, Buttercup. Let’s tidy up.”

The dog is happy to be included.

Carlos packs the leftover food and stores it in the fridge, then moves to wash the dishes and puts them on the rack to dry. He looks around the living area, the couch pillows thrown around haphazardly and realizes the tv is still turned on. He swiftly moves around, putting everything into order and switching off the tv. Satisfied, he starts making his way to his car.

Buttercup follows him until he’s at the bay doors.

“I’ll see you soon,” Carlos ruffles Buttercup’s fur.

Buttercup gives him a smile.

*****

True to his word, TK texts Carlos when he has the chance. Carlos is still at his mother’s house, sitting on her porch, enjoying the sun while nursing a cool glass of freshly-squeezed lemonade.

He reaches for his phone when it pings next to him on the table.

TK: [4:19 PM] Hey, babe. Back at the firehouse, safe and sound. Got called to another scene after that call without coming back to the house.

TK: [4:20 PM] And thank you for cleaning up. The guys were worrying about that and trying to decide who will end up taking care of it on the way back. But then, well, I have the most amazing boyfriend. *heart emoji*

Carlos smiles at TK’s messages and starts typing back his reply.

Carlos: [4:21 PM] Glad you’re safe and okay, baby. And it was nothing, I’m happy to help in any way. I’m the lucky one here.

They exchanged a few quick texts until TK tells Carlos he’s going to shower and nap again.

“Tyler?” Carlos’s mom asks, already knowing the answer from the smile drawn on her son’s face.

Carlos chuckles, nodding. “He’s still on shift, it’s been a rough one.”

“Is he okay?” She asks, concern coating her voice.

Carlos nods. “He is, he’s really tired. But hopefully good food and some rest will help.”

“Si, mijo. Those are the two main ingredients for feeling better,” she smiles.

Carlos gets up, taking his mom’s empty glass.

“I learned that from the best,” he leans down, planting a kiss on the top of her head. “More lemonade?”

*****

TK and Carlos’s texts go quiet as the hours pass by. Carlos had left his mom’s house soon after they shared their refilled lemonade glasses and he got to cooking dinner as soon as he arrived home. Carlos had sent the firefighter a text telling him he was home and waiting for him, with no reply until now.

Carlos hopes that TK is sleeping rather than being on a call.

He’s sitting back on the couch, mindlessly watching a movie on tv when his phone pings next to him. It’s only then he notices the time, and realizes TK’s shift just ended.

TK: [9:06 PM] Waiting for the Uber, babe. Can’t wait to see you.

Carlos smiles as he writes back.

Carlos: [9:07 PM] Can’t wait to see you too, baby. Waiting for you.

The firehouse is about twenty-five minutes away from Carlos’s place, so that gives Carlos enough time to add the finishing touches to the tamales so they’re ready once TK walks through the door.

Just as he calculated, Carlos hears keys jiggling on the other side of the door that’s being pushed open a second later, and walks in his boyfriend. His beautiful, loving and absolutely exhausted boyfriend who looks like he’s about five seconds away from falling asleep, even if it’s while standing up.

Carlos walks to him as TK drops his keys on the table near the door.

“Welcome home, Tiger,” Carlos smiles, engulfing TK in a gentle yet anchoring hug.

“Hey, babe,” TK replies, his voice a little muffled by Carlos’s t-shirt.

“I got you,” Carlos whispers, feeling TK lean heavily against him and holds him tighter in response.

“You always do,” TK whispers back, slightly moving his face so he can press a kiss to the side of Carlos’s neck.

“And I always will,” Carlos promises. “As much as I’m enjoying holding you, baby, you need to eat. Dinner is ready.”

TK nods, pulling back. “Just let me change real quick.”

“Take your time,” Carlos answers, brushing a soft kiss to TK’s lips.

TK returns a few minutes later, wearing Carlos’s Police Academy hoodie and comfortable black sweats. He sees Carlos is done placing everything on the dining table and joins his boyfriend.

“I feel like I don’t say it enough, but I’m really so lucky to have you,” TK says, giving Carlos a tired, but genuine and loving smile. “You take such good care of me.”

“You take very good care of me, too,” Carlos replies. “We take care of each other. And I feel just as lucky to have you.”

TK’s stomach rumbles at the sight and smell of the tamales, and Carlos chuckles and holds TK’s plate, placing the heavenly smelling food on it and giving it back to the younger man.

“You knew tamales would help, didn’t you?”

Carlos’s response is wiggling his eyebrows.

They eat mostly in comfortable silence, TK updating Carlos about the calls they got every now and then around mouthfuls of tamales. Once they’re done, TK moves to sit on the couch while Carlos stores the leftovers and puts them in the fridge. He then moves around the couch, placing his hands on TK’s shoulders and drops a kiss to TK’s head.

“Bed?” TK shakes his head, lifting his hand to clasp Carlos’s on his shoulder. “Want to sit with you for a while before sleeping.”

TK pulls on Carlos’s arm, and the taller man understands. He walks around the couch and falls back on the cushion next to TK. TK immediately gravitates towards Carlos and lets his head rest on Carlos’s shoulder. Carlos wraps an arm around TK, holding him close. Carlos tenderly kisses TK’s temple.

Slowly, TK starts to move his body as sleep begins to pull at him more and more. Eventually, he ends up lying on his side with his head settled on Carlos’s lap. TK relaxes, his muscles feeling like jelly against the couch, and the reassuring and present grounding touch of Carlos’s hand as it caresses up and down TK’s back is the final element that lulls him to sleep.

TK drifts off, feeling safe and secure in his love’s hold.

A few minutes pass by until Carlos realizes that TK has fallen asleep. A smile tugs on his face as he keeps moving his hand, knowing how much it comforts TK and from how peaceful his face is looking right now compared to how Carlos has seen TK all day, Carlos knows it’s exactly what TK needs.

Carlos decides to let TK sleep like this for some more time while making sure TK’s neck isn’t at an awkward angle and won’t strain. Because TK’s presence next to him, the even breaths TK draws in and lets out, the weight of TK’s head on his lap, it’s grounding for Carlos, too. It’s grounding that he needs, as well.

And Carlos wouldn’t change this moment for anything in the world. Because TK is here, TK is safe, TK is in his arms.

Yeah, he wouldn’t change this for anything.

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okyverlo · 3 years

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JayDick Week 2021 Bonus’

#33 Blind Dates

There are times in everyone’s life where they question how they came to a single point.

Sitting at a booth of a quality diner for his mystery date to arrive, Dick is pondering that very question.

He had finally properly broken up with Barbara a few months back, finally tired of dealing with the hot and cold of their relationship, finally tired of wondering if they were actually together or if it were just in name.

Barbara, so caught up in her own world and wants, hadn’t even realised that when Dick told her they were done and he was leaving that he a) meant it, b) had already packed up and removed his stuff from her place and c) got onto his bike without looking back.

She had called him three days later, suddenly noticing that he and his stuff was gone, and was angry that he left without telling her.

Dick had hung up and sent her the recording of his breaking it off, complete with her responses, lacklustre and uninterested as they had been.

As much as he knew he was taking care of himself by ending their maybe-maybe-not relationship, Dick was starting to feel … lonely.

Ever the extroverted social butterfly, Dick was just so much better and at peace when he was around people, even just one person, and he had always been an open cuddle slut, finding and even making any and all excuses to indulge in tactility.

It was Kori who had noticed that Dick needed the emotional connection too though.

It was often joked about in his friendship circle that Dick’s superpower was remaining on good terms with his exes. Even as mad as she had been, Barbara was now talking to Dick like she had before they started dating, and they were the better for it.

Kori was no exception to the good after relationship thing, and being the amazing friend she was, she had organised a blind date for Dick.

“I know someone through Roy who is pretty much your type. Even down to the red hair, though Jay dyes it black.”

It had felt a bit like she was mocking him, but given that Dick’s longest relationships had been Barbara, Roy, Wally, and Kori herself, she wasn’t actually wrong. And as an equal opportunity lover, Dick had simply asked for where and when, and made himself ready.

The only thing Dick knew to look for to identify his date was they would be wearing a dark red shirt and black jeans.

Dick himself was also in black jeans, but in a blue shirt he had been told numerous times brought out his eyes like nothing else.

Truly, the jeans emphasised his greatest asset, but he thought it might be a little desperate to meet someone the first time and then direct attention to one’s hindquarters.

That could be left for later, and if the date happened to catch a glance? All the better.

Dick was jolted from his thoughts by a thunderous roaring coming up to the diner.

A look through the large window showed a beast of a bike in red and black pulling up, the rider pulling a thick leg over as they dismounted before moving into the diner, removing their helmet as they searched the room.

Blue eyes met Dick’s own as the tall man smirked and opened his riding jacket to reveal a blood red shirt.

Dick found himself swallowing, his eyes dipping down to marvel over the breadth of the man’s shoulders.

“So, you’re Dick?”

Dick swallowed again before smiling.

“And you’re Jay?”

A roguish tilt to the newcomer’s lips as he sat down.

“Jason, but I can accept Jay from such a pretty bluebird.”

Dick felt his smile widen.

“Oh, I’m not the only pretty bird, Little Wing.”

A raised brow.

“Little Wing?”

Dick leaned closer, pleased when Jason mimicked in response.

“Well, I haven’t seen you fly yet, have I?”

A hint of danger to Jason’s eyes and lips.

“Oh Dickie, when I fly with you, you’re never gonna want to come back down.”

Dick felt a thrum of anticipation flow through his body, excitement coursing through him at the threat and promise before him.

How else could he have responded?

“Show me.”

#jaydickweek #jaydickweek2021 #Bonus'#DC #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #JayDick

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seijorhi · 3 years

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asks :))

what i have learned today is that y’all wanna get fucked by some monsters...

What does nostos mean? What language is it in? 🤔 also I of course loved it, mind blown as usual queen

it’s ancient greek! it means homecoming, the idea of a triumphant return home for the hero after a long journey. i found it through looking at the root of nostalgia. in this fic of course it’s kind of a grim tongue in cheek play on it. the reader’s coming back to the mountains, but she’s running away after a bad breakup, and the welcome she gets is... shall we say less than ideal haha

Just read nostos-

First of all as a person who reads monster shit- hell ya. Mhm. That’s some good shit right there. That was DELICIOUS horror. It actually had me a bit nervous and afraid to read what was gonna happen next 😳

Secondly- omg I wanna know what happened next (at the end) 👀 know what I mean??? 😼

ANYWAY AS ALWAYS you never disappoint and your writing is fantastic (if/when you write horror yandere stuff again I’ll be there- frothing at the mouth. A+++++ work ILY💖)

you want me to write the monster porn, just say it bby ghfjdkshgfjkd but ty

Omfg that fic was so good!

Did the readers mom know about monster kuroo?? Or was she just worried because of the previous murder? And did Kuroo somehow manipulate reader into coming back to the forest or was it just a big coincidence? (👁👄👁 there's no such thing as a coincidence)

Looking forward to your future work <3

ty nonnie!! i didn’t have the right space for it, but after kohsuke was ripped apart and eaten kuroo stayed by the reader’s side until late in the night, only disappearing when he heard the reader’s parents/search party approaching. they found her lying in pools of blood (and scattered half eaten body parts), shaking and unresponsive – they knew no animal could’ve done something like that. so they knew something lurked in those woods, but considering the reader had repressed the memories, her mom couldn’t just come out and say it <33

You are an AMAZING horror writer!!!

The uneasiness I got from the conversations with the mom is just *chefs kiss*

A+++++

ahh thank you!! horror is such a hard genre to write because i’m never sure if the suspense and everything’s gonna hit right haha

I read Nostos before going to sleep last night and at the time I was like “sure hope this doesn’t give me nightmares” and thankfully it didn’t lol. But I think I’m willing to take that chance again because it’s so GOOD and I think I’m just going to have to relive it – @ohno-otome

fhdjgbfhjkdfn i’m glad it didn’t give you nightmares bby!! but i also appreciate that haha, i’m an absolute wimp with scary movies and stuff but i just can’t stop watching them haha

I just wanna say that I was listening to "You're a psychotic villain playlist" on youtube while reading Kuroo's oneshot and I can't explain the emotions I felt, but I'd let Kuroo do things to me asdfghjkl – @itishebihime-samaforyou

ooh nice! sometimes the right playlist makes things doubly as fun haha

OH MY GOD!?!?! Nostos was soooo GOOD?!?!? Like it was so creepy (but in a good way), and scary and suspenseful!! And the ending!?!? Omggg honestly one my fav fics from you!! You did my mans Kuroo justice 🥺💖💕

TYYYYYYY i was genuinely concerned i was gonna scare everybody off haha

Ah! The new fic! Chiefs kiss! Magnificent! Bravo!🧚‍♀️✨🧞‍♀️🦖🦭🌹💫

tysm nonnie!!! <33

i’m pretty sure i’m in the same/similar timezone as you? and i do be staying up late to be one of the first to read your fics (i usually stay up late anyways). so imagine my surprise when i see you post in the afternoon. in conclusion, whether you post to align with your european and american readers’ timezone, my gmt+10 arse will still be one of the first to read your fics. also nostos sjdufigyyjf i have to admit, i recently just found out about monster fucking and nostos scratched the itch😫 i feel bad for kohsuke though

bby i always post at like 2-4 in the morning please get some sleep!! the fics will be there in the morning lmao. i kinda low key forget about my aussie/gmt+10 followers because i think there’s like... 3 of you haha

Honestly if i could give u a dollar everytime i got off to your fics, you'd probably be rich by now

lmao the idea that people find my fics hot enough to get off to still blows my mind lol

your newest kuroo fic was so SO good!! its totally okay if you dont want to answer this so you can keep things ambiguous but is monster kuroo planning on killing the reader after he's...done with them

thank you, bby!! but no, monster kuroo isn’t gonna eat her – he’s had plenty of chances to do that if that’s what he wanted, but he has other plans for the poor reader

RHI, I WANT TO STATE FOR THE RECORD THAT I AM OKAY WITH MORE MONSTER FUCKING IN THE FUTURE. i also want to say im not a monster fucker, but that just feels like a lie at this point. okay, now that that's off my chest, i love it. the mystery, the connections of kuroo to a cat. kuroo's probably gonna go and batter around his prey once they're under his grip like my cat does. hopefully the reader will come out somewhat unscathed, if they are ever allowed to leave 😌 love this, love how different it is, the way kuroo just tries to weasel in. very monster and yandere vibes, very you. have i said i love this yet?? id willingly let him get me drunk on his cock, maybe never leave the peace of the mountains again

‘i want to say that i’m not a monster fucker’ bby the denial will get you nowhere haha. just lean in and embrace it hgfjkdlkfgjnkdl ahh but thank you this is such a sweet ask ILY!!!

Omg omg the monster thing kuroo was in ur latest fic is so familiar to me abdhdmfnjfjf. I remember being told abt a monster with VERY SIMILAR characteristics to it (aka the not being able to go inside a house unless invited and using fire to lure ppl out) AND JFC IT TERRIFIED ME. Esp how when i told ppl around me and they didnt recognize what it was, but it was somehow known to the kid that told me abt it.

(Some ppl thought it was familiar but still didnt know what it was)

Do u know what im talking abt? Hopefully u do

-🥚

GHFJDK so the monster in this is kind of based off the nekomata spirit in japanese folklore - they can appear like people, torment victims by reanimating the corpses of their loved ones, they’ve been blamed for forest fires, so it was just fun to use that as a basis and then go buck wild haha. anyway thanks for the ask bby!

Rest In Peace Kohsuke, you would’ve loved Haikyuu season 5😔✊– @joyvstheworld

poor kohsuke deserved better, i’m just mean to the oc’s i throw into fics haha

Monsterfucking ❤❤❤❤❤❤ a little annoyed you're making me simp for yan Kuroo though (a vibe tho tbh). You're so extremely talented!!!! &

This is probably a stupid question, but how did Kageyama react when he couldn't find y/n? How is life with yan Suga? I imagine probably awful BUT yknow maybe the stockholm syndrome set in fast lmao. Sorry, I'm going on a binge reading your stuff. - @oracleofdin

i will not apologise for making you simp for kuroo he deserves it the man’s a snacc. and as far as your second question, suga’s a very caring, very smothering kinda yandere, so i guess in some ways it’s better than what the reader had with kageyama but... pick your poison haha

That was so good. I’m so shook rn I can’t comprehend anything but how good that was and how good a writer you are

TYSM NONNIE!!! <33

Ok, so, I just read Final Girl and the lil' ticket addition to it and just---

Well, ok I've been playing Dead by Daylight a lot lately? And I'm just picturing Tetsu as the newest killer "The Trickster" and I'm positively RANDY.

Your writing is ALREADY thirst inducing and just as satisfying, but this has SENT ME- If you're not familiar, please...

https://youtu.be/iowkiPobYYQ

Understand my thirst. (I'd also like to clarify, I use a different skin for him that gives him black hair and he looks like Kuroo with an undercut.)

~ @the-casual-hedonist 🌸

i love how feral y’all got for final girl kuroo. like bo and akaashi had his fans, but i put a spiked bat in kuroo’s hands and y’all lost your goddamn minds and i love to see it. fghdjkvhfjdkls thanks for the ask bby

idk why but I love preggo reader as long as I don't pretend it's me 😢✋ I hate babies n pregnancy anywhere else other than horny haikyuu fics

i think that’s a valid thing for a lot of fans. the idea of breeding is sexy, the actual getting pregnant and having a kid thing... not so much. but especially with non-con scenario’s, it’s more about the aspect on control than the actual desire to have kids. but yeah, i feel you

Sorry to bother but uh was just wondering in fracture did Osamu kill his wife or was it actually an “unfortunate event” ? Love your work btw!!

he most certainly did :))

LMFAO RHI i totally get not liking cheating/infidelity fics (towards reader) bc IT HIRTS ME SO BAD I CANNOT HANDLE THOSE.

id be reading fics those fics like: tf you mean my yandere aimt gonna baby me and only want me??🤨🤨🤨⁉️‼️

EXACTLY! listen i get that it’s a fucked up fantasy, but in my fucked up fantasy you damn well better have the decency to be loyal smh

Finders keepers is the most beautiful thing I've read by you: I read it twice like I normally do and here's what I figured out the second time (that's when I analyze it and find the little tidbits of things that are much darker than they appear (: )

To start I LOVE THE DETAILS OF THEM NEVER TEACHING READER ANYTHING- at first I assumed "oh they might see her as a little sister or child or something" but realized thAT WAS THE ISSUE!! they infantilize her and isolate her from everyone but her group. the small details like that are what make the story amazing 😎💅

ahh thank you so much, nonnie!! pls this is making me soft 🥺

I just wanted to stop by and say that I love your writing and I hope you're doing well!!! Drink plenty of water and keep up the amazing work :) but seriously you're one of the best fanfic writers I've seen on tumblr! I read your "Imitation" piece about kuroo and i keep coming back to it, it's so good! I did want to ask if you think it'd be possible for the reader to ever escape with the baby (or at least attempt to). Or if Kenma would "help" at all just to put an end to kuroo's antics lmao

kenma would in no way help the reader, and tbh by that point if kuroo did get her pregnant, she’d be far too emotionally dependant on him to actually even want to leave, but thanks for the ask!

You know who I think would be a perfect Yandere in the JJK world? Choso.

🚨Spoilers Ahead🚨

After being locked in a glass jar for however long he was, and all that happened with his brothers, I feel like he would absolutely never let his darling out of his sight. He would be possessive. Obsessive. And Oh So delusional. Sure he’d be your anything - he truly is a softy - but to what end?🤤

choso would make an excellent yandere, ngl 😌

what au/troupe of your fav character(s) that you have written do you like the most?

(rlly hope this makes sense🙏)

i am always a slut for soulmate au’s :))

#ask #anon #rhi answers #ohh so many asks #i love you guys <33 #fic q's

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ververa · 4 years

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“Nothing’s Gonna Hurt Me With My Eyes Shut”

A/N: This is just a random idea. Also it’s bad. I definitely could do better, but it’s 2am, so you have to forgive me. Now that you’ve been warned I hope you’ll enjoy it anyway! <3

Wilhemina Venable x fem!reader

Words count: ~2 000

Wilhemina hated hospitals ever since she could have remembered. She hated hospitals and despised doctors even more. It was all due to her scoliosis and that one asshole doctor from her childhood. It had been years. but the resentment never faded.

The thought of the hospital itself was making her sick. And being there, even if just for a moment, caused her more distress than anyone could ever tell. If she could, she would most likely stay away from both hospitals and doctors, but it wasn’t that easy. Every so often Wilhemina actually needed some follow-up appointments. She knew it and as much as she hated it, she never skipped any appointment.

Wilhemina had one doctor. She always consulted him and no one else. He, even though a man, was the only doctor she tolerated. Or she thought so, because she felt like she had no choice. The man was the only person who could examine her and there was no way she would let someone else do it. That’s why she raged, when she found out he wasn’t at the hospital like he had been expected to. What was she supposed to do? There was no way she would go there again. Definitely not that week. Not even that month. She needed a lot of time to recover from entering the horrendous place. It cost her way too much to just give up and go back home. Though going to another doctor didn’t sound any better.

“We have a new specialist” the nurse from the reception centre informed her “A great specialist” she added, seeing Wilhemina’s hesitation

“Alright” Venable agreed after a second of thought. She didn’t really have a choice. At that point all she wished for was her appointment to be over as soon as possible.

“There. Room 33. You shouldn’t have any problem with finding it”

Wilhemina thanked the woman and moved in the designated direction.

There were a lot of people - patients and doctors and nurses. It was nothing unusual. She had been there before. She had seen them before. But no matter how many times she had been there it always made her feel anxious. Her nervousness never ceased. Nothing and no one could make it stop. And the fact she actually had to face a different doctor made it even scarier.

Ridiculous. That’s ridiculous. She kept telling herself, as she was approaching the doctor’s office. She was a grown up woman for God’s sake. She should not have such a big problem with that. It was just an appointment. Just another follow-up visit. But it required her taking off her clothes and exposing the part of her she hated the most. The part she was ashamed of. And maybe that’s what she hated. Maybe it wasn’t about doctors or hospital, but the feeling of humiliation. Wilhemina didn’t have any more time to consider it, as she found herself standing at the door of the doctor’s office.

Room 33 it was. Wilhemina sighed, then took a deep breath. Composure. She had to keep her composure. She knocked.

“Yes?! Come on in!” she heard a muffled voice. Wilhemina slowly opened the door and soon her eyes set on a young woman. Her back was turned to Wilhemina. The woman looked as if she was trying to fix the examination couch. She looked strange. Hilarious even. But what surprised Wilhemina the most was the fact that the woman didn’t seem like a doctor at all. As a matter of fact, Venable was sure she was just some assistant.

“Please, sit down. I just need to fix it. Ugh, I’ve told them so many times that they should change them to electric adjustable ones” the woman complained

“I think I may have come to the wrong room… I’m looking for a doctor”

“I am a doctor” the woman stated, not looking at Wilhemina

“I mean a real doctor”

“Yes. A real doctor”

“Doctor Y/L/N”

At those words you turned to face her - a small smile on your face.

“It’s you? You are… her?”

“Yes” you nodded “I’m doctor Y/N Y/L/N. And I can assure you I am, indeed, a real doctor. I specialise in orthopedics and physiotherapy. If it makes you calmer, I can show you my certificates”

“No. It’s fine. You just look very…”

“Yes?”

“Different from other doctors”

“Oh, well, maybe it’s because I’m new here or because I’m actually different” you smiled “Or both” you shrugged “Anyways, how can I help you Ms-?

“Venable. I’m Wilhemina Venable” she stated proudly

You nodded in acknowledgement.

“I came for my usual follow-up appointment with doctor Rogers, but they told me he’s not here and sent me to see you apparently”

“Wonderful!” you said with excitement “I mean... I still don’t have many patients here, so I’m just very excited. Oh Gosh, that’s probably not the right thing to say, but I can’t help it”

Wilhemina couldn’t deny that your behaviour was kind of endearing, incredibly unprofessional, but endearing.

“Please, sit down, Ms Venable” you pointed to one of the chairs at your desk, before making your way to sit down yourself.

Wilhemina sat down and watched as you typed something on your laptop.

“I need to have a look at your hospital record and then I’ll examine you” you explained

The redhead watched you as you kept scrolling, reading all the information about her condition. The grip on her cane tightened, when you moved. You looked at her and smiled sympathetically. Wilhemina’s doctor never smiled.

“Let’s move on to the examination couch. Please, take off your jacket and shirt… Well, it’s not your first visit so you probably know what to do”

Wilhemina sighed, putting her cane to the side. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, but hesitated to take it off. Her hands were shaking, just a little bit, but you noticed it, the same as you noticed a little frown on her face. You could say it was causing her a lot of stress. You understood it. You had always been an incredibly empathetic person. That’s why you decided to become a doctor. To help people. To cure them and make their life at least a tad easier.

“Listen, I know it’s probably not nice, but I’m here to help you”

Wilhemina nodded. Her lips formed a thin line. She knew it. She knew you were there to help, but she just wished she didn’t need your help. She didn’t like the fact that she had to rely on help, on you or doctors in general.

“I…” she hesitated “I just really don’t like doctors”

“Oh… Would you believe me if I say that I completely understand?”

“No”

“Well, let’s sit down” you said

Wilhemina did as you said and watched as you approached her. She couldn’t help, but suddenly notice all the features of a doctor in you. The most significant - a white overall you wore was making her head spin.

“So, when I was a child I was terrified when I had to go to see my doctor. I still am scared when I have to be examined”

“But you’re a doctor”

“Yes, but it’s different. On this side it feels different. I don’t think about doctors. I don’t think about me being a doctor when I examine my patients. All I think about is that I’m here to help them and that’s my priority. The same as your priority is to get better, to get checked and go back home knowing everything is alright”

Wilhemina nodded, not looking at you. She couldn’t force herself to do it.

“You don’t like this white overall, am I right?”

The redhead nodded sheepishly.

“It’s okay. I don’t like it either” you stated, standing up and taking it off “Look, underneath I have normal clothes. I’m just a human. An average person who just happens to have a doctorate in medicine” you winked at her

Wilhemina tried to smile, but failed. She was still overwhelmed.

“How about you trying to close your eyes? It always helps me. Close your eyes and pretend I’m not here. I promise I’ll just take a look. I won’t touch you”

“O-okay”

You smiled, before moving to stand behind her.

“I always told myself that nothing’s gonna hurt me with my eyes shut”

Wilhemina took a deep breath and closed her eyes, letting her shirt fall off of her arms, exposing her back. She kept repeating your words in her head. She knew you were looking at her back, but as promised you didn’t touch her. And that made her feel a bit better. You made her feel better. Whenever her doctor was examining her, she felt humiliated, but not with you. Her doctor had no sort of empathy or gentleness, while you were overflowing with it. And that was something she actually liked.

“You can put your shirt on” you said after a moment. It was barely a minute, but it felt like eternity for Wilhemina. The redhead sighed with relief, opening her eyes. She quickly put her clothes back on. Then she stood up and straightened her skirt, making sure she looked presentable, composed. Her usual self was back, there was no sight of her distress no more. She did her best to suck it up, hide all the feelings deep inside, so that no one could see. Evading all sorts of emotion - that was her tactic. Though it didn’t always work.

“It wasn’t that bad, was it?” you asked, as both of you sat at your desk

“No” she said

“Everything is fine, Ms Venable. Your hospital record says that you complained about the pain. I can prescribe you some medicine”

Wilhemina was about telling you that she already had a lot of different types of pills, but you continued.

“I know doctor Rogers gave you painkillers, but I think that they’re not the answer to the problem. Not completely at least. I’ll prescribe you some pills that can ease muscle tension and improve blood supply. I’ll also suggest some exercises? I can compile a set of exercises for you if you’d like me to” you smiled

Wilhemina was a bit surprised. She hadn’t expected that any doctor could be so nice and helpful actually.

“Oh, and one more thing”

“Yes?”

“Do you drink coffee, Ms Venable?”

“Are you going to ask me out?” she asked nonchalantly, dead sure she could see through you

“Actually, I was going to say that coffee might be the reason for your trouble with sleeping” you stated, pointing at your laptop

“Oh… I-” Wilhemina almost blushed, she almost let her perplexion display. Suddenly too shy to come up with some witty response, but she’d not have a chance to say anything anyway, as you continued

“As a matter of fact, I wanted to ask you out at the end of the appointment, but since you mentioned it. Would you like to go out with me?”

“I... “ Wilhemina hesitated “Are you even allowed to go out with your patients? Isn’t that unprofessional or forbidden?”

“Well, technically it is. It may be considered unprofessional too, but practically you’re not my patient, besides I’m not wearing my overall right now. So, what’s the final answer?” you asked, looking at her expectantly

“Alright” Wilhemina said calmly, her face unreadable, but you didn’t pay attention. You scribbled down on a piece of paper and then handed it to her.

“This is my number. You can call me whenever you want to”

Wilhemina looked into your eyes, but said nothing.

“Oh, and if you hate hospitals this much, you could opt for outcalls” you said, as the two of you stopped at the door

Wilhemina raised her eyebrow looking at you.

“Trying to barg in, I see. Well, I’ll consider it”

“Great! I look forward to the next meeting with you. Hopefully, it won’t be at the hospital. And now I need to go, I have an operation to perform. It was really nice to meet you, Ms Venable” and with that you were gone, leaving Wilhemina standing at the hall of the hospital.

A piece of paper still in her hand. The redhead looked at your number. This time she couldn’t help, but smile. A genuine, big smile appeared on her face as she thought of seeing you again, this time outside the hospital and without her eyes shut.

The smile would most likely remain on her face if she hadn’t spotted some man looking at her.

“What are you staring at?” she growled, causing him to turn his head immediately

That was another reason for her hating hospitals - people staring, watching her. But this time she was in a good mood. Too good to be bothered by some odious man. Not to mention that all she could think of was you - the new doctor.

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#it's 2am but who cares #why not to write about our precious purple queen #wilhemina venable #wilhemina venable x reader #AHS #ahs apocalypse #sarah paulson #sarah paulson imagine #ahs fanfiction #ahs imagine

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