#birdie.100 followers

[starboyshoyo]

For the event, Can I have item 5 and mirror 13?

Thank you

Item 5: A playing card in pristine condition

Mirror 13: A mirror covered with a black dropcloth

You pick up the card. A black clover adorns the face, edges crisp and new. You inhale deeply, catching the scents of fresh laundry and clean sheets

You have chosen: Trey Clover x reader, in the Mystery Shop

What to choose, what to choose…

A sleepy, lulling music drifts through the aisles you pore over the bags of flour in the back of the Mystery Shop. A bell tinkles somewhere in the store, but you pay it no mind. A brief flicker of frustration laces through your features. Why couldn’t choosing a type of flour be as intuitive as choosing what you want to eat for dinner?

“Excuse me,” a voice says near your ear. You nearly jerk back in surprise. In front of you stands a tall young man with a clover marking under his eye. He’s holding a shopping basket in his left hand, and gesturing to the bags of flour with the right.

“Can I help you with something?” you ask him. His voice is deep and friendly, and you can’t help but notice his eyes- They’re honey-colored and warm, reminding you of tea on a cold winter day.

Oh, hello there, handsome stranger.

“Sorry to bother,” he smiles at you, “But I noticed you back here and it seemed like you were having trouble deciding which flour to pick. If you don’t mind me asking, what are you trying to make?”

You instantly feel your cheeks warm. You know this feeling all too well, but you’re determined to keep your cool. “I’m not quite sure,” you admit. “I originally came here because I was craving some kind of sweet in the morning, but to be honest, I can’t remember what it was now.”

He laughs, a deep rumbling sound, and you grin back, slightly embarrassed. “We all have those days,” he says, a gentle smile gracing his features. He runs his hands over the various bags. “Personally, I like to use the pastry flour- It’s what I’m used to, since my family are bakers. But if you’re going for something with a bit more protein in it, there are nut-based ones as well. They’re a little thicker though- if you’re a beginner, maybe you can start with all-purpose flour?”

You consider this for a moment. Handsome, and he can bake too? “All purpose it is, then,” you agree. He bends down again, picking out one for you and hoisting it under his arm.

“Shall we head to the register?” He shakes his head when you hesitate, reaching for the bag- “Ah-ah, I got this.”

The two of you make your way to the counter, Mr. Handsome chatting idly about pastries and you listening. You try not to stare at the rippling muscles in his arms as he hoists the heavy sacks onto the counter.

“10 thaumarks per bag. Thank you, dear customers! Come again soon.” The eccentric shopkeep beams.

But as you go to take out your wallet, you notice your new friend has already purchased both bags. “Wait! I can pay for my own,” you protest. “You’ve already carried the bags over, no need to do this for me, too. I don’t even know your name!”

The amused smirk slides across Mr. Handsome’s face once again. “It’s Trey Clover,” he tells you. “And ten thaumarks is a small price to pay for lovely company, don’t you agree?”

He’s so charming it’s unfair. “I… I still need to repay you somehow.”

“Well…” he considers this for a second. “Why don’t you help me carry this all back to Heartslabyul Dorm, then? You can make up for it by joining me in the kitchen for a bit. How about it?”

Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst wonderland #twst #trey clover #trey clover x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #birdie.100 followers

[queenkinqs]

kinda hope the invincible show goes a little more into depth with mark and robot’s relationship…..specifically for the parallels between dinosaurus and mark’s relationship/ robot and amanda’s relationship

#dinosaurus and robot both wanting partners who are willing to follow them to the end of the line……. #robot recognizing the same resistance mark showed to dinosaurus and the same as what amanda showed to him…… #which is why robot’s distain of mark post issue 100 feels so personal….. #do u guys follow #invincible #shut up birdy #invincible comic spoilers #kinda lol

[just-prime]

Tales of Squandered Potential

Oh hello again everyone who follows me for my Star Wars ranting!

So! Tales of the Empire. The Hat Man is at it again.

Episodes 1-3 : The Path of Boredom

As expected, all of the Morgan stuff was not my thing. She was boring in Ahsoka, she was boring here. The entirety of the three episodes just hammered home "this lady is angry" in a way that felt overdone because there is no arc. There's no growth, no interest, no nothing. It all just feels like Filoni trying to retroactively make his one dimensional character that gets killed off in the stupidest way possible feel super badass. However because we know that she gets killed in the stupidest way possible, everything falls flat and none of it feels earned. It also doesn't actually answer any of the many many questions that Ahsoka raised about her. She's just there, standing in front of a fire. That's all she does.

Thrawn is there for all of about two seconds, and every moment of it is painful, because here's the thing. WE KNOW WHAT THRAWN WAS UP TO AT THIS TIME!!! We have the book that explains all of Thrawn's many exploits as an admiral. This is only more evidence for the idea that Filoni has never actually picked up any of the canon Thrawn books. Which we kinda already knew, but this is all but confirmation. As I've previously said, and will continue saying, Filoni needs to contextualize Thrawn as a 100% big bad otherwise his Heir to the Empire fanfilm won't actually feel earned, so he is systematically destroying any and all nuance that Thrawn has had to make sure that new viewers only ever see him as an unredeemable evil.

And I know that there are a lot of you out there who are holding out for the possibility that this is all a misdirect by Thrawn! That this is all part of his grand plan to go back and help the Ascendency, and that he's lying to everyone about his intentions. But the sad truth is that Filoni doesn't give a rats ass about anything other than cartoonishly evil Thrawn which means we're never getting Eli, or Karyn, or Hammerly or any of the characters from the six fantastic canon books that Timothy Zahn so lovingly created. That was made very clear with Filoni's prioritization of Admiral Pellaeon, who for those who don't know is actually in the new canon Thrawn books too! He wasn't just left behind in Legends, Zahn brought him back into canon too! But again, being the Legends fanboy that he is, Filoni doesn't care about where Pellaeon should be canonically, so instead he's just shoehorned into the episode for no other reason then Filoni likes him.

Episodes 4-6 : The Barriss Content

Soooooo, why didn't Barriss get a full fucking season to herself??? I get the idea behind the 15 minute episodes, but it really makes it hard to tell any sort of cohesive story. It works far better as a snapshot of a couple of days in someone's life. So unfortunately, while I did enjoy them, Barriss's episodes felt really rushed and I found it really hard to tell when things took place. How long was she at the Inquisitor training center? Was it a day? Was it a month? Really would have been interested in actually seeing the inner workings but it all has to get brushed over in favor of her becoming an Inquisitor. A seemingly intentionally not named Inquisitor which makes me feel like they've run out of early Inquisitor names. Unless there's a trial period before you get a proper number? I don't know it was just one of those things that niggled at me. Another thing that niggled at me (which was also mentioned by the wonderful artist @stealingpotatoes, go give her art some love) is that her design is kinda boring as fuck? Like, you have Birdy-Mc-Skullface right there with such a neat design and yet all Barriss gets is a motorcycle helmet with very slight voice modulation.

But I digress. The fact that Barriss commits herself to the Inquisitorium via a ritualized fight to the death, and then goes "wait, the red light saber wielding, all black wearing, Darth Vader serving inquisitors aren't here to help people?" before immediately bailing is so funny to me. This girl cannot for the life of her commit herself to an organization without becoming disillusioned within 1-3 business days.

I'm not sure how I feel about it all being about Lyn? I was very much rooting for her to totally die in the ice shafts instead of what felt like a very last minute redemption arc?

Though speaking of the last episode...HOLY SHIT OLD BARRISS IS FUCKING HOT. *coughs* Excuse me. Anyway. I would have loved to see more of what happened in between eps 5 and 6. Seeing how she and the jedi kid escaped the planet, and where the two of them did after than in the very hostile Empire would have been a facinating story watch play out. Also, who is this female friend that Barriss is referring to when she sends the child away? Is it Ahsoka??? If it is...WHY WOULD YOU NOT SHOW US THAT REUNION??? Like I get the whole point of this is to set up Barriss to make the jump to live action like every single other Filoni character is curseddestined to do, but also you've had people waiting years to find out what happened to Barriss and it feels like they burned their biggest story possibility on a throwaway reference. Did she find Ahsoka? Did Ahsoka find her? When did they find each other? Was it pre-Rebellion? Was it after Ahsoka was already functioning as Fulcrum? Given that we now know the Fulcrum name originated from Anakin, did Barriss recognize the name and seek this mystery person out? I don't know it just feels again like more wasted potential.

Final Thoughts

Fuck this animation is good now! Can we get a new writer?

Like, even for the shit I was annoyed by, the entire show just looks fabulous. It makes me really really wish that ANYONE other than Filoni could make content in this style. Let the writers of Jedi: Fallen Order and Survivor do a Merrin episode or a baby Cal episode. Or the people doing The Acolyte, let them do Tales of the High Republic! Let anyone other than Filoni have a chance to create within the world of Star Wars animated content.

#as always my ask box is open #i really do love talking about this #so if you've got thoughts you want to share or questions for me #i am always more than happy to respond #dave filoni critical #tales of the empire #rambles #morgan elsbeth #thrawn #barriss offee #star wars

[topguncortez]

Coach's Kid | Jake & Shy!Wifey

Opposites Attract Masterlist | Main Masterlist

synopsis: Jake tries his hand at the whole coaching thing, which goes pretty well. . . until his son gets hurt

word count: 2.0k

warnings: hurt/comfort, mentions of injuries, tears

Jake had made a promise that when his kids came to the age of wanting to play sports, he was going to let them decide what they wanted to do. Of course, Jake wanted at least one to play football and follow in his footsteps of playing D1 ball somewhere (hopefully the University of Texas), but he was going to be supportive of whatever they decided to do. So when Alex came home one day with a soccer ball, Jake had totally immersed himself in the world of soccer. 

Soccer Weekend tournaments had become a weekly occurrence during the fall in the Seresin household. Alex had paved the way for his siblings to follow right in his footsteps. It made tournament weekends a bit more difficult the older they got, and Alex and Ella no longer played on the same team, but the dagger squad helped step in to cover games. 

Jake had taken over being the coach for Alex’s team, something he had always dreamed of doing. Mickey had stepped in to be his assistant coach because if Jake was being totally honest. . . he didn’t 100% understand soccer yet. But, he liked to watch his kids have fun and play a sport that they liked. 

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and Alex was playing his last game of the weekend. The team he was playing on was a junior team, as it was his last year before he would play in high school. Ella had finished her games, her team losing their final match by a penalty kick. Eli had run off with a girl he swears he doesn’t have a crush on, and the Seresin twins were doing their job as the waterboys for the team. 

Y/N was sitting on a blanket under one of the tents that they had brought. After years of going to soccer games, baseball games, and wrestling meets, she had gotten good at packing for events. Ella was sitting in a lawn chair with her feet in a bucket of ice. Rooster sitting in the bleachers near the team bench with Javy. While Val, Dragon, and Phoenix all sat with Y/N. 

“How’s the ankle, Elles?” Val asked and Ella picked up her swollen ankle. She had rolled it during the game, “Looks better.” 

“Yeah, not as swollen,” Ella nodded and looked back towards her brother’s game, “Aunt D are you gonna let Cash play when he’s old enough?” 

Dragon looked up at her niece, who had her two-year-old sitting in her lap, “Not sure. I think Uncle Birdy is gonna try and make a baseball player out of this one. Besides, he saw that tumble you took and almost took off sprinting on the field, not sure I’ll be able to stop him again.” 

“Maybe he’ll let the next one,” Ella giggled, nodding her head toward Dragon’s rounded belly. 

“You see how he is with this one,” Dragon said, handing her son a fruit pouch as he sat on Ella’s lap. 

"Come on, Alex!" Jake cheered as the eldest Seresin broke away from one of the opponent’s defenders and made his way down the field, "Go for the goal!"

Y/N’s eyes watched as her son had an open field, no opponent insight as he dribbled the ball down the field. Alex looked over at his teammate, who pointed right for the goal, giving him the go-ahead to make the shot. Y/N stood up from the ground, watching as her son prepared to score. It all happened so quickly, Alex drew his leg back to make a sidekick as an opponent came and collided with him. Jake gasped as Alex fell to the ground with a yell.

"Oh shit," Jake said, and moved quickly towards his son on the field, but was stopped by Mickey as medics went on ahead to him. 

“Oh my god,” Y/N covered her mouth with her hand, feeling sick at the sight of her boy on the ground in pain. 

"Mom, what happened?" Ella asked, standing up from her chair. Val stood up too, as a team of medics raced towards Alex on the field. She grabbed her friend's hand and squeezed it.

"I don't know," Y/N said.

Alex curled into the fetal position as he cried, holding his knee, which was at a slightly odd angle. He tried to push himself up, but his teammates were telling him not to move. 

"Don't move, Seresin," One of his teammates said, and crouched down next to him, putting a gentle hand on his shoulders, “Medics are on their way.”

"I want my dad!" He cried.

"Hey buddy, we’re gonna get you off the field,” One of the medics said, “Can you tell us what hurts?” 

“My knee feels like it exploded,” Alex said, laying on his back and looking up at the clear blue sky. He rubbed his eyes with his fist and the medics looked at each other. 

“Okay, let's get him off the field," One of the medics said, "We're going to stand you up, and walk you off okay."

Alex nodded as they gently pulled him up into a sitting position and then up to his feet. His right leg was bent and he refused to straighten it or put any weight on it. He kept her arms draped over one of his teammates and a medic's shoulders as they walked him off the field, towards the ambulance.

"Alex," Jake said, as they approached. Y/N had run over to wait by the ambulance, and Alex reached out for his mother. 

"We're going to take him to just the local hospital, by my guess, he tore a ligament. One of you is more than welcome to ride along," The medic said and Jake looked at his wife.

“You go,” She said, “He’s going to be upset and will only want to talk to you.” Jake looked at his boy in the back of the ambulance. He might’ve been almost fourteen, and almost the same height as him, but he looked so small in his current state.  

“Okay,” Jake kissed his wife quickly before climbing into the ambulance and sitting down on the opposite side of the gurney across from the medic taking Alex’s vitals. 

“We’ll meet you at the hospital, Lex,” Y/N said and the boy looked up at his mother briefly and nodded, before looking down at his swollen right knee. The other medic shut the doors and jogged around to the driver’s side. Y/N clutched her necklace as she watched them drive away with her son and husband. 

The whole drive was silent except for the beeping of the heart monitor they had Alex hooked up to. His green eyes never left his knee, the worse thoughts filling his mind.

"Hey," Jake said, wiping the tears from his face, "It'll be okay. They'll run some scans and see what's wrong."

"My dream is over before it even started," Alex said, his voice cracking.

It had always been Alex's dream to go play D1 soccer for the University of San Diego. Jake had been taking him to games whenever he could, and Alex fell in love with the team. He had posters of his favorite players around his room, signed shirts, and soccer balls. Alex had never thought of anything else than going to play soccer, and now he saw that dream going right out the window.

"Ya know when I broke my collarbone my junior year of high school? I was already planning on signing to UT that spring, but the second I heard that snap. . .they snatched the offer," Jake said, "I thought, right then and there, looking down at my arm in a sling, that everything was over. There was no more football player dream. But I learned to overcome the setback. I learned to adapt to it, and I went as a walk-on for Navy, and ended up being the star quarterback my sophomore year."

"Breaking your collarbone and tearing something in your knee are two different things, Dad."

Jake rolled his eyes, "My point is, we can't give anything up until we know what is going on. It could be that you popped some water sac in your knee and that's why it's swollen. You could've just sprained something. No need to set a fire where it's not needed."

— — — 

About two hours later, Y/N was standing outside her car, waiting for Jake and Alex to walk out. Jake had texted her and said that the doctor confirmed, Alex had torn his ACL. Y/N’s heart broke for her little boy, knowing how much this was going to set him back. She had already been searching and looking up ways to help Alex heal. 

A small smile graced her face as Jake pushed Alex out of the hospital doors in a wheelchair. She could see the dried tears on his face, and his knee was now wrapped up in a large brace. Y/N pushed off the car, holding the bouquet of flowers and a teddy bear in her hand. 

“Hey baby,” Y/N said, giving her son a side hug, “How do you feel?” 

“Great,” Alex said, his voice a little slurred. 

Y/N looked up at Jake, “They gave him some high-dose Tylenol. We scheduled surgery for two weeks from now,” Jake said. 

Y/N nodded and looked at her son. His green eyes were sad as he looked at the brace on his leg, “Well, will just have to take it day by day. But right now, let’s get you home. Your siblings apparently have made you a welcome home surprise.” 

Alex chuckled, “If Eli has made his infamous ‘pie surprise’, I think I’ll pass.” 

Y/N and Jake both laughed as they took Alex to the car. It took both of them to help him get into the car. Y/N drove slowly and tried her best to avoid the potholes, seeing the way Alex would wince at every little bump the car would go over. Alex let out a little gasp as they pulled up to the house, seeing a large paper banner hanging up across the front door. The blue Bronco was parked in the driveway next to a black Jeep. 

“We can kick them out, bud if you just want to go to bed,” Jake said from the backseat. 

“No, it’s okay,” Alex said, “I wanna see my family.” Y/N smiled and put the car in park. 

Jake got out quickly, grabbing Alex’s crutches from the backseat. The two Seresin men slowly walked into the house, where they were met with a loud ‘Welcome Home’ from the living room. Alex felt tears in his eyes as he saw the decorated living room with flowers, candy, and cards from his siblings, the Bates-Machado children, and the Bradshaw kids. 

Y/N felt a sense of belonging as she watched her son be showered with love from the people she had learned to call her family. She could remember all those years ago, little three-year-old Alex asking her in the backyard of the rental house in Miramar if the dagger squad was going to like him. It was amazing how much her family had grown since that day, and Y/N wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Jake walked over to her, siding up behind her and putting his arm around her waist. She leaned against him, watching as Alex read the words on the card that Cash had given him. 

“You did a good job, with that one,” Jake pressed a kiss to the side of her head. 

Y/N turned her head and looked up at her husband, “We both did a good job.”

#Jake seresin #Jake hangman seresin #Jake seresin fan fic #Jake seresin fan fiction #Jake seresin imagine #Jake seresin x reader #Jake seresin x you #Jake seresin x y/n #Jake seresin x shy!wifey #hangman seresin #hangman #hangman fan fic #hangman fan fiction #hangman imagine #hangman x reader #hangman x you #hangman x y/n #top gun #top gun fan fic #top gun fan fiction #top gun imagine #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fan fic #top gun maverick fan fiction #top gun maverick imagine

[gaybananabread]

Can we get headcanons for Hawks and Dabi? Is Dabi even ticklish, as a burnt piece of bacon?

🪶🧡Hawks & Dabi Tkl Headcanons🩵🔥

~And I’m back! Sorry for taking so long to get to my inbox, I live in shame (╥ᆺ╥；). I also got a req for some LOV hcs, so those should be out soon! These two doofs will forever hold a special place in my brain and I love it. Thank you for requesting!~

🩵Dabi🔥

General:

So the crispy-fried parts of him are ticklish, but to a degree. (continued in Lee)

He gives heavy ler-leaning switch vibes. Like, he’s always ready to wreck a bitch, but he’ll occasionally want some goofy affection.

Is incredibly embarrassed to admit he likes tickling. Will deny it until his last breath unless he’s “forced” to admit it.

Lee:

Only light tickling works on the scarred areas, maybe feathers or gentle tracing with nails

Even then, scarred bits only get him giggling softly.

It’s adorable and soft, which is exactly why he’ll kill almost anyone that tries.

He’s gotta be in the perfect mood, or so down-in-the-dumps that he doesn’t give a shit about what anyone does.

Main lers are Hawks, Twice and Toga. If anyone else does it, they’d better be wearing some wool and modacrylic suits.

Rough, airy giggles ranging to full-out cackling, depending on where and how you get him.

His worst spots are his belly button and armpits. If you go to town there, he’ll forget his name in no-time.

Melt spot is the area from under his chin and down to his collarbones.

That whole area is burned, but some gentle affection makes him happier than he’ll ever tell. Especially some tickly kisses to let him know they don’t care that he’s a lil’ crispy around the edges.

Ler:

Good luck and condolences to your diaphram-

He’s got a rough style, preferring to get his lee screeching over mere giggles. (if he cares, though, he’ll do what they prefer)

He’s not picky: he’ll wreck whoever in the main LOV-circle.

Most frequent flyers are Hawks and Twice (see the parallel?). He likes excuses, mainly giving out revenge tickles.

The teasiest bastard to ever walk the Earth. Like, seriously, man has no shame.

“That tickles? Better brace yourself, giggles: it only gets worse from here~” “Huh? Sorry, didn’t hear that over you laughing your ass off.” “Tickle tickle tickle, cutie~”

Would 100% do the Tickle Monster routine, but be genuinely terrifying about it. Long chases, anticipation builders, and raspberries/nibbles when he’s “hungry”

He’ll stop if the lee seriously asks, but other than that, goes until they’re wheezing.

Surprisingly nice aftercare: back rubs, light praise and occasionally cuddles if you’re good with puppy-dog eyes.

🧡Hawks🪶

General:

First off, this man has no shame in admitting he enjoys tickling.

He has “can say the t-word at any time” powers and abuses them whenever possible.

Birdy boy gives straight switch vibes. Down for a tickle fight, no matter what direction it goes for him.

Lee:

A lot more ticklish than most would think. Few actually try it, but those that have are pleasantly surprised.

He gets lee moods frequently, though they’re rarely taken care of. While he can admit he doesn’t mind tickling in general, asking to receive it is a lot harder.

When he is tickled, his laughter is bright and pitchy. That confident voice tends to crack when he’s laughing his feathers off.

Worst spot is his wings for sure, followed by his hips. If you dig into his wingpits, he’s a goner.

Melt spot is his stomach. He loves gentle belly traces, though he can’t handle kisses or nibbles there for too long.

His favorite ler is Dabi. He’s closest with him in the league, and the man knows how to get him laughing.

If the lee mood is really bad, he’ll sit near Dabi with his arms behind his head until he gets the message. If that doesn't work, it's annoying the hell out of the crispy boy.

Ler:

*Ehem*...the wings.

You know he uses those whenever possible to mess with friends and associates.

A stray feather hear, an accidental bring-brush there. Everyone knows he's doing it on purpose, but few actually try to prove it. After he finds out, even fewer succeed.

Purrs smug, teasy little compliments to his lee. Mans is cruel in the best way.

“Those seem like some adorable giggles. Mind sharing?” “What? You don't want me seeing this cute, squishy tummy? I don't see the problem, giggles~” “Loving these thighs of yours. So fun to squeeze and poke— the snorts are the best part!”

He “attacks” Dabi the most, mainly for mood-checks or just to be an ass.

After him, Twice is a regular. Whether it be for comfort after a “splitting” headache or just because, a few feathers will find their way to the villain.

Hawks doesn't really have a particular style besides “loveable asshole”

Depending on who's getting it, he'll go soft, rough, in the middle, feathers only: whatever the situation calls for.

Mainly cuddly aftercare: hugs, back rubs, a few spare teases, and maybe a snack if you're really drained. Wants to make sure his lee had fun over anything else.

#mha tickle #lee!hawks #ler!hawks #lee!dabi #ler!dabi #sfw tickling community #tickle #sfw tickle headcanons #switch!hawks #switch!dabi #ticklish!hawks #ticklish!dabi #tickle headcanons #my hero academia tickle #bnha tickle #ticklish!keigo #ticklish!touya

[mirrorsims]

Sooo.. I may have a tiny bit of an obsession w the 60s, 70s & 80s, and therefore I've accumulated a lot of CAS custom content both made for and capable of working in that time-frame! Here is a (very non-finalized) master list of said CC. I will most likely edit this, or post a part two. (I am also 100% open to WCIFs regarding these decades, vague and specific!) Full list below the cut, but creators shown in the preview are @ridgeport @simduction @ice-creamforbreakfast @feralpoodles @hezzasims @simstrouble @joliebean @zombietrait @its-adrienpastel @deathpoke1qa, @leeleesims1

(an * denotes a TSR link)

1960s

Sets

@enriques4 & @serenity-cc's Back to the 60s set is a must have for bright 60s basics to mix and match

@sentate & @trillyke's 1990s-themed 2020 Collab has pieces that are perfect for mod fashions

From babydoll to boho, Sentate's April 2021 Collection has it all for late 1960s & early 1970s looks alike

For some gorgeous turn of the decade looks, be sure to nab @ice-creamforbreakfast's Date Night Collection

Clothing & Footwear

Create more early 1960s looks with @gilded-ghosts Earth Angel dress!

I love @ridgeport's Birdie skirt as a mod mini! It comes in tons of colors & excellent patterns

amythesailor's Twiggy dress is full of fun patterns and colorways!

If you need something bright, @deathpoke1qa's 60's dress and matching go-go boots are the way to go

Hair

@simduction's blog is full of big fun retro hairstyles, but their Nancy, Peggy, & Beecky hairs are some of my favorites of the bunch.

@daylifesims also has a ton of fun picks, Shades of Cool, Hammer Horror, Heavy Bangs, & their Daphne and Fred Hairs are best suited for 60s style

@joshseoh's Blaire hair is cute and curly for a peppy 60s chick!

@feralpoodles' Monique & Monica Hairs are sleek and modish, they're perfect on their own or with some accessory bangs

Lets talk beehives. @ravensim's Terri Hair is loose and wavy, ridgeport's Fleur Hair is stacked and layered. @candysims4 has two beautiful beehives, Follow Me & the long and sleek Bee Hair.

@glimersims' Sugar Hair is an adorable flippy half-updo

A more 50's style like @birksche's Higher Twist Hair is perfect for your older sims

And @okruee's Bordeaux Hair is a wonderfully messy bun

1970s

Sets

Lets start the decade off strong with Gilded-Ghosts & @surely-sims' Perfect Party Set, which includes some gorgeous Build/Buy items as well (and BB could and should be a masterlist of its own..)

@joliebean & @clumsyalienn's Slavic Allure set lends itself perfectly to hippie and prairie style looks in a gorgeous Eastern-European inspired package.

On the topic of hippie, clumsyalienn's Heatwave Pack is perfect for all your free-spirited Sims

And so is serentiy-cc's Bohemian Child collection- that fur coat is a must have

Now for something bold and fun, straight out of Sears, ice-creamforbreakfast's 70s-inspired November 2022 set

Clothing & Footwear

@glumbut has never let me down with their Sonny and Dahlia jeans, and their Aroa top is recent favorite of mine

I love using ridgeport's Phia Suit for some good late-70s professional girl vibes

Hair

I've got some more feralpoodles hair for you, her Diana Hair is perfect for all your flower children & the layered and windswept Lara & Farrah hairs are straight out of the late 70s

And of course more ice-creamforbreakfast, another Fawcett-inspired look with their Farrah Flip, and their Milla Afro is a must have, whether you make vintage sims or not.

@simstrouble's Mirela hair also lends itself to a more subdued 70s style

And if you're looking for a long shag, @kamiiri's got you covered with their Phoebe Hair

1980s

Sets

Joliebean's 5th Avenue Conversion is great for both 80s business & 80s-does-40s looks.

@zombietrait's 80s Goth Pack is perfect for, well, trad goth looks. It's a must.

@dogsill's Upside Down Pack is full of great basics and rockin hair.

A multiparter, @aniraklova's Wild and Stylish 80s sets are over-the-top in the best way possible. Make sure to check out all 3 parts!

Clothing & Footwear

Now, it wouldn't be the 80s without some Wall Street goodness, and @quiddity-jones' Double-Breasted Suit is perfectly patterned for all of your business needs.

Part 2 of @jius-sims' Retro Collection is sweet and classic, perfect for the 80s housewife, or your girl-next-door.

@cooper322's Blondie Jacket is just so splendidly rocker-chic.

More from joliebean, their Ultraviolet & Daytona dresses are wonderful for all sorts of patterned & neon looks

Hair

joliebean's Beatrix Hair is a fun cropped style, it works for all sorts of fem looks, but I especially love it combined with a classic powersuit

@goamazons' Gloria Hair* is equally classy, and even bigger

Now, it wouldn't be the 80s without curly (often permed) looks, so here's some, ranging in volume. Goamazons' Floris Hair*, simstrouble's Beatrice Hair, & @softerhaze's Rhiannon Hair are all long styles with cute curly bangs. simstrouble's Eddie Hair is similar, works for both frames, and rocks a shaggier mullet-style.

@candysims4-ccfinds' Bonnie Hair is a shorter curled look with plenty of volume

Kamiiri's got two hairstyles I *love* for this decade, the Simone Hair is a full, long, curly style, and the Celine Hair is shoulder length with beachy curls and just the right amount of volume.

Multiple-Decade

Sets

As hilarious as it is, ice-creamforbreakfasts' half of the My Wedding Trauma Set has some awesome pieces. The Kelly-Marie Hair works great for 80s looks, and the dresses involved are right out of the class of 1987's prom. It even has an Elvis-inspired jumpsuit. (Check out surley-sims' half for the matching sunglasses)

Clothing & Footwear

@melonsloth's Jolene Outfit is a wonderfully classic outwear piece

@casteru's Bodycon Wrap Dress is just that! It's simple and works great on 70s-80s ladies.

Jius-sims' Retro Collection has some great footwear as well, they're simple and classic enough for all sorts of decades looks

@hezzasims released some beautiful 50s-inspired pieces, though I think they work great in any decade!

Hair

daylifesims' Long Rose Petals hair is simple enough for any decade, though I particularly love it in the late 1970s & early 80s.

The same goes for simstrouble's Rhoda hair, it reminds me so much of my mom's when she was a teen in the 70s & 80s.

#cc masterlist #sims 4 cc finds #the sims 4 #1980s cc #1980s sims #1970s cc #1970s sims #1960s cc #1960s sims #vintage sims #retro sims #my post #retro cc #vintage cc

[sailor-aviator]

congrats on 100 followers my love!

i’m thinking about birdie learning how to play the piano (if she doesn’t already know) and bradley just observing from afar

[ @bobgasm ]

This'll be in the format of how I usually write.

School had been let out for the day, and you were grateful for the small reprieve you would receive from the weekend. You loved the children, you did, but you were starting to worry that you weren't getting enough adult interaction.

You could only talk about the merits of hopscotch and dominoes for so long before your brain would start to fry.

Businesses were closing shop for the day, but life at the saloon was about to pick up for the night. Deciding quickly that you were going to check in on Bunny and Penny before it became too crowded, you marched down the road with purpose.

Surprisingly, the saloon was almost empty for this time of day, and the two women were nowhere to be found. You assumed they must have been making some last minute adjustments to the rooms upstairs before patrons came in. Golden light filtered through the far wall as the sun began to set, and you cast your gaze upon the piano.

You slowly made your way over to the instrument, sitting down on the bench hesitantly. Running your fingers across the black and white keys, you pressed one down, a resounding note filling the quiet room.

"Do you play?"

You nearly jumped out of your skin, spinning around to see Bradley leaning against one of the tables.

"N-no," you stuttered, eyes focusing on your hands. You heard Bradley shift and then his footsteps as he walked over to you. He gently pushed you over with his side as he sat. He wrapped his left arm around you and adjusted so that his hands lay on top of your own.

"Do you wanna learn?" he asked, warm breath tickling your ear. You felt goosebumps run up your arms and a shudder run down your spine at how close he was. Bradley must have noticed because a small smile spread across his lips. He was so close, you could have sworn his lips were actually on you as he continued. "I could teach you, if you want."

"I wouldn't want to be a bother," you breathe. You didn't hear his chuckle so much as you felt it.

"No trouble, Birdie. You can repay me."

"How?" you questioned, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. His smile grew into a full blown smirk.

"That depends," he mused. "How bad do you wanna learn?"

#sailor-aviator's 100 follower celebration #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw imagine #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x y/n #rooster bradshaw #rooster x reader #rooster top gun #lmao this was a fun one #drabble #sits!bradley #singing in the sanctuary

[robbybirdy]

Boston Cream Cake Pt II

Hey, every birdy. Now that you have seen the original recipe for the Boston Cream Cake. You will understand that I can’t replicate it. I was talking to Pop (my dad) about what I should do as a milestone marker for 1K followers, and he suggested that I share this recipe with you all and then do the math. For those of you who don’t know, math has never really been my strong suit. 

So I have no idea how this is going to go. I am doing this post a bit differently. I am going to write up my equation and measurements that I got, and then I am going to bake the cake with the measurements and see if it is right. 

Another reason why I needed to do this was because I didn't want to use a lot of eggs. In the whole recipe that I converted I am only going to be using 9 eggs, which seems like a lot but in contrast, really isn’t. 

The equation that I came up with was:

Lbs = cups/ 100 = measurement then convert to grams = grams / 2 = measurement needed 

This makes no sense written like this. But let me show you how I figured it out with the first ingredient of the cake shortening. 

The original recipe calls for 21 lbs of shortening. 

21 lbs of shortening are 43.81 cups. 43.81/100 equals 0.43 cups. 0.43 cups is equal to 93 grams. 93 grams divided by 2 is 46.5 grams or 3 Tablespoons. So it is a bit complicated but I want to see if my math works. 

I hope you all are still with me, and didn’t fall asleep with all the numbers. 

So with that being said. For the cake this is my number and for the simplicity of everything. I am going to keep the ingredients in grams. 

47 grams shortening

136 grams of cake flour (All Purpose minus 1 tablespoon. And add 1 tablespoon of cornstarch)

84 grams sugar

1 tsp baking powder

½ tsp salt

1 tsp milk 

4 eggs 

43 grams water 

½ vanilla

½ tsp butter 

The directions for the recipe will be the same. Put the cake shorting, flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, and milk powder in a large bowl. 

Add water, vanilla, and butter slowly until ingredients come together, making sure to scrape down the sides. 

Next, you are going to add the eggs and mix for 3 minutes. 

Scrape down the bowl and continue until well mixed. 

This is where it is going to be different. 

Instead of using the 1-pound 8 oz pans. I am going to be using 9-inch cake pans. Because I don’t want to slice the cake in half horizontally. I think and hope that it will work. Only future Robby will know that information. 

Now onto the filling. Using the same equation for the cake recipe. 

390 grams of milk

102 grams of sugar 

2 Tbsps Cornstarch

5 eggs

½ tsp vanilla

Put all the ingredients in a pan and cook until thickened. Ice the cake with frosting. 

The frosting, using the same equation

113 grams sugar

½ Tbsp Karo syrup 

3 teaspoons water

½ Tablespoon Shortening

6 Tablespoons Cocoa Powder

¼ tsp vanilla

Put all ingredients in a pan. Heat until smooth. Ice the cake on top only. Hopefully, my math is correct and it makes only one cake. 

Prediction: I think it is going to be a balanced dessert if nothing else. Because from the looks of it, the cake itself isn’t extremely sweet. It’s the filling and the frosting that is sweet. And I hope that it comes out looking and tasting good. I will always have my parent’s voice in my head “it doesn’t matter what it looks like, as long as it tastes good!”

Result: 

MY MATH WAS CORRECT. 

I am so excited that it came out, and was edible. I can’t believe it. I mean I can, but I am a bit shocked. Because again math was never really my strong suit back in school. Even with saying that though one math class that I took in college was literally a math class called “Math of Cooking.”

Everyone told me that it tasted really good. My only criticism about this particular cake and my measurements would be to add a little bit more flour to the cake recipe. And maybe even a little bit more milk. Because when I took the cakes out of the oven they kinda looked like pancakes rather than cakes. So if I were to make the recipe again (which I think I might because it was fun to make. )

As we were going to bed, my mom told me that her only criticism was that she needed more custard in the middle. She said that it was good and she just needed a bit more. This was nice to hear. I had forgotten how to make a custard because I didn't temper the eggs before putting them on the stove. So there was a little part of me that was afraid that I was putting sweet scrambled eggs on my cake. 

My dad told me that he really liked the frosting and how I put it together. You should have seen us at Walmart the three of us (Mom, Pop, and I) trying to figure out what in the world “royal fudge” was and he was the one who ended up figuring it out. 

The moments when I am cutting the cake are sometimes the longest. Because some people have the dessert and they don’t want to say anything until I am in the room. To give me the results. Sometimes I don’t know if they are quiet because they are stifling a laugh about how weird it tastes, or if they are quiet because of how good it is. Thankfully with this cake, it was the latter. And I am so grateful. They all said that it was really good.

It wasn’t overly sweet. This is something that I strive for when baking because a dessert that is too sweet is not something that I want to give my family. I don’t know. It’s just a personal thing. I just don’t like overly, sickeningly sweet desserts. 

I am so over the moon that this worked. Thank you all for your likes, comments reblogs, and follows. You have helped me in more ways than one. And I hope that you continue to follow my journey. 

Thank you once again for helping me get to 1000 followers. I love each and every one of you, and I hope to see you in the next post. 

Oh my gosh this was a long one. But, I had such a fun time putting this post together. I hope you liked it as much as I did.

Here is the condensed version of the recipe. Without the equation.

Boston Cream Cake

47 g shortening

136 g Cake Flour (I used all-purpose flour + 1 Tbsp of Cornstarch)

84 g sugar

1 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp salt

1 tsp milk

4 eggs

43 g water

1/2 tsp vanilla

1/2 tsp butter

Put cake shortening, flour, sugar baking powder, salt, and milk powder in a very large bowl. Add water, vanilla, and butter flavor slowly until the ingredients come together. Scrape down the bowl. Next, add eggs, slowly mix for 3 minutes, scrape the bowl, and continue until well mixed. I used 2 - 9-inch cake pans, (if you want them to come out more like cake and less like pancakes,) I suggest using 2 8-inch cake pans. Bake at 350 for 25 minutes. Spread with cream filling (recipe Follows)

Boston Cream Filling :

390 g milk

102 g sugar

2 Tbsp Cornstarch

5 eggs

1/2 tsp vanilla

1/4 tsp salt

Put all ingredients in a pan and cook until thickened. The next time I make this recipe I will do this part differently. I will heat up the milk and sugar first. And when it gets to simmer I will temper my eggs and cornstarch. and I will add the vanilla and salt when it is all done. Ice the cake with frosting

Chocolate frosting for Boston Cream Cake:

113 g sugar

1/2 Tbsp Karo Syrup

3 teaspoons water

1/2 Tablespoon shortening

6 Tbsps cocoa powder

2 Tbsps milk

1/4 tsp vanilla

1/8 tsp salt

Put all ingredients in a pan, and heat until smooth. Ice the cake on the top only. Or where it wants to go. And enjoy

#baking #baking therapy #long post #Boston Cream Cake #Cake #West Point Women's Club Cookbook #Good To the Corps #Thank you again #for 1k followers #once i started typing i couldnt stop #cw long post

[the-starry-raven]

(making this its own ask because it's a separate character)

And let's not even get started on Zeus. When he's not hanging around Atlas or his dads, he's clinging to Mykyta. He often gets dropped off with Mykyta because he likes him a lot. He reminds him of the older brother he never really got to have. He's mildly scared of Voodoo, but that's for reasons I won't get into here.

He will randomly pop up in the helis, especially Sparrow's. Sparrow has been dubbed ‘Auntie Birdie’ by Zeus, and if he's not clinging to Mykyta, he can often be found following Sparrow around like a lost puppy. At least one of the team has to stay back at all times due to Zeus's trauma to take care of the poor boy, and more often than not, that falls to Mykie or Sparrow.

Jsjsjsjwnwm YESSS

What makes this even better is that Sparrow is Russian, she knows how to speak it and so does Mykyta. Both love having him around because he's a sweet kid, Sparrow most definitely teaches him about aircraft and how to fix them and other things.

She melted when she got called 'Auntie Birdie' for the first time and I have a feeling it was right after the meeting about the mission and deciding who's staying back. She stayed back and watched movies with him.

Mykyta is used to being an older brother, so when it comes to Zeus he loves him just like his other siblings. He messes around with him just like he was anyways. He 100% teaches him Ukrainian too because it's not that much different than Russian, he's very patient as well with him.

Both will tell someone off if they do something to upset him too, like no hesitation. He's a part of their family now and he's gonna be treated as such too; both are protective of their family which now includes him.

#call of duty #starry raven rambles #cod oc #cod oc: night #cod oc: sparrow #cod oc: zeus

[nrcnewspaperclub]

Welcome To Our Club!

this serves as a Masterlist for the blog and will be updated as time goes on last Updated: April 9, 2024

Introduction

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Need to Catch Up?

🪸 vs 🐚 - the fight between NRC Confessions’ 🐚 mod and NRC Newspaper Club’s reporter 🪸 club room spider saga - that time a spider, identified as info anon’s “birdie”, broke into the club room and the events that followed afterwards the cursed cooking of lilia vanrouge - self explanatory the pomefiore petition - a petition to get “services” of Pomefiore advertised in the NRC newspaper for a single week. Once that week has passed, it won’t be put in the newspaper again. //went back over this one and it made me feel really uncomfortable. So, it’s gone. Sorry.// interview the mods - A 100 follower celebration! readers are allowed to ask questions about the mods from the provided list, which they will answer (//in character unless stated otherwise//) current status: ongoing 🟢 or 🚩- Nerei(🪸) decides whether your crush is a red flag or a green light reblog from (insert name) - used to filter who we’ve weblogged a post from. This includes: nrc confessions, Styx healthnsafety, ourselves, micah del ray, spider anon’s blog, ace trappola, ignihyde idiot

The NRC Newspaper Club is in no way responsible for any injuries*, illnesses, property damages, etc. the readers may experience and/or cause

*including collarings from Riddle Rosehearts’ Unique Magic, Off With Your Head

#unreality #nrc #nrc newspaper club #masterlist

[yonderly-alamort]

[ 𝟐𝟑 : 𝟑𝟔 ] 𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇... ── suna rintaro.

Your darling thought it would be romantic to take you on a date in Halloween and u were okay with it, but didn't expect for him to take you to the local graveyard...

with. suna rintaro x gn! reader. | 0.423k words

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it was almost twelve o'clock and your boyfriend and you were walking on a dark, dry grass path towards the ancient building in front of u. there were no clouds in the sky and a light shivering breeze moved past the trees' foliage.

"i should have imagined you'd bring me somewhere like this, specially on halloween."

with an amused smirk in his face, suna asked: "why? don't you find it romantic?"

"of course i do rin. we are seconds before trespassing an abandoned graveyard in the middle of the night; we could even end up arrested! why wouldn't i find it romantic?"

"as much as i love you, i'm not that fond of your sarcasm, darling~"

"well, 'know what? as much as i love you, i am not fond of your criminal tendencies." u said giving him a pointed look.

"c'mon babe, we ain't doing nothing wrong..."

"suna, i may be not be the sharpest tool in the shed but i'm 100% sure that entering in the most quietly way possible on a semi-private zone with an abandoned building it's not legal at all, much less at these hours.

"birdy, listen to me, even if this little church has been 'abandoned', there's still people that visits their loved ones and no one says nothing."

at this point, your boyfie was trying his best making up excuses for this not to seem as bad as it is and make you enjoy ur date.

"yeah, but they don't come and do that at almost twelve o'clock, do they? 'cause i don't see anybody but us here."

after staring at each other for a moment, rintaro let out a loud sigh and said: "look... just, just help me extend this shitty blanket and sit down."

minutes later, you were resting against an old tree with suna's head laying on your lap.

maybe this wasn't so bad at the end.

with your hands playing with soft, dark hair and gazd meeting those vivid green eyes of his, the small amount of fear you had of being arrested was slowly fading with the sound of the children's joyful laugh doing trick-or-treat in the neighborhood streets.

relaxing little by little, you felt a peck landing on your jaw, followed with a kiss in the lips and a "happy halloween, my love" in a low, but adoring voice coming from your lover's mouth.

"happy halloween, rin." there, accompanied by the well-cared graves and ur soulmate presence, you let yourself enjoy one of the memories that'll stay forever in your heart.

© yonderly alamort 2022. please do not modify, translate, or repost my works on any platform without my permission.

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[starboyshoyo]

For the event, I'd like a golden chalice and mirror number 5.

Thank you and congrats on 100 followers!

Thank you for requesting! <3

Item 2: A golden chalice

Mirror 5: A clear mirror with no edges or blemishes, perfect for viewing oneself with no distraction

You pick up the chalice. It’s much heavier than you expected. Is it made of solid gold?

You have chosen: Kalim Al-Asim x reader, in the Pomefiore Dorm!

“Come on!” Ace whined. “Hurry up and pack your books- we gotta get to History of Magic before Trein decides to chew me out again. Did you really hafta go all the way back to Pomefiore just to get one textbook?”

“Yes, I did.” you grumble to your ginger friend, scrambling around your dorm room in search of Famous Mages and Their Legacies, 4th edition. “And it’s because you were the one who was supposed to bring the book today. Now lay off before I hex you!”

As Ace pokes your shoulder, urging you to go faster, a clatter arises outside of your dorm. Voices are murmuring in hushed tones, and footsteps whisper on the plush carpet of Pomefiore dorm’s hallway. It’s as if a pack of monkeys had decided to collectively- and ineffectively- tried to sneak up on a sleeping lion in the night. “What in the Seven’s name is a crowd doing in our hallway?”

Ace looks unfazed. “Dunno, could be some students trying to ask Epel to be their date for the upcoming prom. You gonna go look?”

“It better not be the paparazzi looking for Vil again- I told him, if his cult is going to disturb our peace, then they can eat my-”

“Ah ahh- language.”

You roll your eyes, but relent. Opening the door, you’re prepared to chase rabid photographers off with your shoe. But instead…

“Hey!” Something hard slammed into your chest, enveloping you in a hug. The unmistakably cheerful chirp of Kalim Al-Asim reached your ears. “So! I heard that Pomefiore dorm is holding a formal dance soon- do you wanna go with me?”

The young housewarden stood in front of you, grinning brightly and surrounded by an entourage of Scarabia students holding signs with letters on them. You can decipher a cheesy message plastered across them- WILL U BE MINE?

It’s so ridiculous and cliche that you could laugh, but this is Kalim you’re talking about. He never did anything without putting his whole heart into it. The Scarabia students on the other hand, are in various states of annoyance and resignation at their housewarden jumping the gun yet again.

“Kalim…” you sigh, half exasperated and half loving. “If you were just going to go ahead and blurt it out to me, then what was the point of making your friends miss class to hold those letters up?” You take his hand in yours.

“Not to mention you’re gonna be the reason your date fails History of Magic if you keep her here-“ Ace adds with a grumble.

Kalim does a double take, as if he’s just registered the paradox in his head. “Oh, shoot! You’re right! Sorry, everyone, let’s get to class!”

Students scramble around, dropping signs and running off to their next classes. As Kalim dashes off, followed by an exasperated Jamil, he turns to look at you one more time. “Wait… that’s a yes, right?”

Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst wonderland #twst #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x reader #kalim x reader #birdie.100 followers

[scoops-stevie-archive]

If you’re still taking requests, can I ask for 8. sweater weather and either romantic steddie Or platonic stobin?

i wasn't expecting this thing to grow legs and run as far as it did. i'm sure i lost the original plot somewhere along the way. but i hope you like it! takes place after the events of spring break and is a companion piece to this. also now on ao3

Robin will admit she's a bit of a clothes thief. 80% of her closet now consists of every article of clothing she'd ever stolen from Steve's wardrobe.

Though, stealing is a strong word, she thinks. They're more like hand-me-downs, or "a charitable donation to the less fortunate, Steve. I won't get mad if you write it off your taxes, pinky promise."

Most of the clothes Steve doesn't even realize are gone until Robin wears it to work or a movie night. Just gives her a once over, an appreciative nod, and a "looks nice, Rob. Better on you than me." Which.

Okay.

They're platonic soulmates. Best friends. Twin flames, even. Everybody knows this. They've both come out to the party and Steve is with Eddie exclusively now, so there's no romantic feelings between them whatsoever— excluding the brief moment of one sided attraction on Steve's end.

But.

Steve is still Steve.

He's still Steve Harrington.

His natural state is casual flirting even if he doesn't mean anything by it and Robin is 100% a hot blooded lesbian, but his easy compliments still manage to make her tummy flutter and her cheeks pink as she fights the smile trying to worm its way onto her face. The giggle (a fucking giggle) that bubbles from her throat is no help, either.

She chalks it up to never receiving a lot of compliments from people in her formative years.

Now that Steve's dating Eddie, though, their closets look like they've exploded together in a clash of brights and darks, leather and chains meeting polos and denim. Eddie would never spend his hard earned drug earnings on school spirit attire, but sometimes he'll be lounging around the trailer in some Hawkins High sports shirt. Steve wears Eddie's band shirts more often than not because of how comfy they are (he does this on purpose.)

So now when Robin raids Steve's closet, she gets Eddie's clothes too, which is what gets her into the current situation:

She doesn't even think about what she puts on that morning before rushing out the door so Steve will stop honking the fucking horn. It's 6:30am and she has elderly neighbors who need their beauty sleep, for Christ's sake.

(Mr. Cochran currently mowing his yard across the street doesn't share the same sentiments.)

She can tell something's wrong by the whispers that follow her down the hallway as she walks to her locker. She ignores it, though, chalks it up to another rumor about her and Steve making the rounds again.

It's not until lunch that the reason becomes apparent.

She sits beside Nancy at the Hellfire table. The boys aren't there yet so it gives them a chance to catch up and gossip a little, something Robin never thought she'd be interested in before becoming friends with Steve Harrington and Nancy Wheeler and learning that little miss reporter has stories on almost everyone of their classmates.

They're in the middle of Nancy telling her how Becky was caught in a janitor's closet making out with someone not her boyfriend, when—

"That my jacket, Buckley?"

Eddie's voice is suddenly right in her ear and he materializes out of nowhere, dragging a chair to the head of the table and turning it around to sit on it backwards. The guys follow suit and sit in their own chairs, flanking Eddie's left and right.

Robin frowns and lifts the collar like she's expecting to see Eddie's name stitched on the inside. "Uh, no? I think I'd notice if it were, Munson."

Eddie laughs as he pulls out his lunch that he won't admit Steve made for him. "I do think it is, little birdie."

Robin bristles a bit at the nickname. Eddie jerks his chin.

"Take a look at the back."

Robin glances around the table before hesitantly shrugging the jacket off. She balks at the very obvious image of the signature Hellfire Club devil, painted against a wall of white on the black denim.

"What the hell was this doing in Steve's closet?"

Eddie chokes on his sandwich.

Nancy's perfect eyebrows pull together. "Why were you looking through his closet?"

"Stealing his clothes, obviously."

"Why do you steal his clothes?" Gareth asks.

Robin throws her head back and groans. "I always take his clothes, haven't you noticed almost every shirt I wear is his? We're getting off topic, why did Steve put this in his closet?" She throws an accusing look at Eddie who shrugs.

"Why are you acting like my clothes being in my boyfriend's closet is some big conspiracy?" he shoots back.

Robin narrows her eyes. They stare each other down for a few seconds. She can hear that little whistle from all the western movies and she glares at Jeff to knock it off. Eventually, Robin concedes.

"Touché, Munson. Just don't be surprised when I start wearing your clothes, too. If it's in his closet it's fair game."

Eddie tilts his head in a bow. "As you wish, Lady Buckley."

She doesn't give the jacket back. Isn't sure if she wants to and Eddie doesn't mention even wanting it back. So she keeps it. Admires the little stitches on the front pocket and traces her fingers over the painted devil. There are pins she was somehow blind to, of bands she'd never heard of— except Metallica and Dio— and she curses her brain for being too curious for its own good.

A couple weeks pass and Robin casually mentions to Steve in passing that they should take a day trip down to Indy and hit up a few thrift shops and music stores. He doesn't question it, so they do, and she comes home with new tapes she wants to show Eddie and new clothes that she can call hers.

She doesn't give the jacket back. Instead it hangs on her closet door as she pulls on her own, decorated in various pins and patches she bought in the city and had her mom help her sew them on, over a black Blondie t-shirt.

She's even taken a chance with eyeliner and darker eye shadow that compliments her nails. Wears the chain necklaces she was wearing the day she got Steve as a best friend.

He's leaning against the car when she walks out of the house. He gives her that same once over and she can already feel the warmth spreading across her cheeks. She comes to a stop in front of him.

"It's a good look on you," he says gently as if he can sense her nervousness. He probably can. They share a brain cell, after all.

She lets out a sigh of relief and leans into his space. He just laughs and pulls her in to plant a kiss on the middle of her forehead.

"Does this mean you'll stop stealing my clothes?"

"Not a chance, dingus."

#cj writes #the three muskequeers #answered #sharpbutsoft #robin buckley #platonic stobin #i am SO sorry this is late. i started it then forgot about it and it's been sitting here staring at me ever since. so. here you go! #i love the hc that steve's robin's and eddie's wardrobe gets all mixed together #also this sort of turned into punk-leaning robin and i'm not mad about it

[suncakie]

Sleepy Prince | sick!Teru x gn!reader

request. [@stuckindreamland06] Teru with 11 and 12 🫣

[anon] Nsjsbdjdjdbd Teru and 12 PLEASE

prompt. 11. "Kiss me"

12. "Have you been taking care of yourself?"

prompt list. 100 followers event!

warnings. Fluff, Tiara is ooc, kou is ooc, teru is ooc

notes. Hello! Sorry this took so long, anyway I hope you don't mind me merging both of your requests:) enjoy!

You haven't heard from Teru for days, to only visit him and be told he was sick, better yet knew from one of his siblings instead of himself.

You haven't seen or heard from Teru the past few days, not a call or a text notified in your phone for his whereabouts, you were getting worried.

You attempted to ask kou about it, but unfortunately he wasn't at school either, asking Yashiro was also an option but when you did she said she haven't heard from kou either.

And this is how you came to this mess, Kou was somehow cooking yet having a call with Yokoo and Satou, surprisingly talking about homework.

"Kou-oniichan is taking care Teru-oniichan he's got a high fever" the female tugging you towards the stairs told you, dragging out the 'h' in high as you passed the boy in the kitchen, none of you daring to disturb the boy.

"Teru-oniichan is sick?" You asked again despite hearing it already, the female nodded and placed her hands on her waist as the both of you reached the closed door of Teru's room.

"Yeah! he fell down the stairs and Kou-oniichan carried him" you looked at the direction of the kitchen, stunned that kou could carry his own brother, with his whole weight even.

"Well thank you for thanking care of the both of them Tiara-chan" you smiled and patted the females hair, her happily giggling "No problem!"

"I better be going" you told her before she tugged your sleeves, gaining ur attention, she motioned a shh sign with her finger, whispering towards you.

"He's sleeping, we should be quiet when going inside" you smiled and placed a finger towards your lips "I'll be quiet" the female grinned at you before walking away, probably gonna help kou out with the cooking.

With that said, you opened the door, careful for it to not creak, the curtains were open surprisingly the afternoon glow of the sun not waking up the sleeping prince who laid on his bed, layers of covers hugging his figure.

Your lips twitched up at the calm sight of the boy in front of you, until though, you looked at the discarded books and paper work on the floor and bedside.

You sighed and started to pick up the books and paperwork on the floor, arranging them neatly on his desk, before moving towards his bedside, unfortunately, before you could neatly place the paper's on his desk a hand lightly grasped your wrist, startling you in the process.

"Love? What are you doing here?" The grasp on your wrist loosened, prompting to clasp his hand on yours instead.

You relaxed, placing the papers on the desk and sitting on the side of his bed, playing with his fingers "well, a little birdy told me your sick" you lightly chuckled as you frowned, worried plastered all over your features.

"Why didn't you tell me?" The blonde frowned, yet it looked more like a pout with a damp towel on his forehead.

"I didn't want to worry you, plus I'm better now" he attempted to stand up, abruptly stopping as he almost fell down in the bed with the sudden force of standing up.

your arms holding his shoulders and back when you noticed he almost fell down "yeah, better really" the both of you lightheartedly laughed, as your boyfriend sat himself down, wanting to sit with you in the bed instead of laying down.

"So, Have you been taking care of yourself?" Teru smiled at you, observing your movement as you started to wash the cloth in warm water you found laying on the floor.

Teru loves seeing you take care of people, as it is very rare for you to take care of one, the blonde prince wouldn't lie if he says that seeing you attempt to take care of him doesn't make his heart flutter.

But more or less, he feels bad he made you worry.

"Yes, more than you anyway, school gave so much homework though, we also have a test tomorrow" you complained, angrly squeezing the life out of the cloth in your hands.

Teru snorted at you while you gave him a look of betrayal "sorry, sorry, you just look so cute complaining like that" you scoffed as a response, a smirk then laid on your features.

"I want to see your face once you realize how much homework you'll do" the blonde only smiled at your comment, your face shifting from confusion to realization as you looked over the paperwork you were fixing earlier.

"Ughh that's not fair" you pouted as you spread yourself lazily on the bed, teru laughing at you before he sighed, earning your attention.

"Hm? What's wrong?" You asked as you stood up, grasping his hand onto yours. Teru laughed and lightly shook his head "it's nothing, I'm just– well I'm sorry for worrying you"

You smiled at him lovingly wondering how you were able to get this man "it's not nothing, and don't be sorry about it, I'm only worried because I care for you hm? Plus your pretty reckless when it comes to exorsising things its normal for me now"

Teru scoffed, and pouted crossing his arms, his gaze drifting to his katana at the back of the room "That was on purpose, those supernaturals aren't supposed to be here anyway" you tapped his leg, as he looked at you confused until he saw a mokke he let tiara keep.

"Then why didn't you exorcise this cute thing yet?" The mokke jumped as you mentioned about exorcising them, he hid in your neck as it shakes.

Teru glared at the pink bunny before sighing "tiara wants to keep it as a pet so i let her keep it, if not its not supposed to be here"

You chuckled and let the mokke go, giving it a piece of candy as it hopped away, ah yes, teru is your moody little man. "What was that?" The blonde suddenly spoke, eying you curiously.

You looked at him confused "what?" Teru smirked at you, a glint of mischief and hurt on his eyes "you said something about me, could you repeat it for me?"

You eyed him, frowning with confusion, you didn't say anything though? Unless you said your thoughts out loud...

Oh.

"I said your my little prince!" You smiled at him, as though he smiled at you back "that seems wrong, I believe I heard you said something of.." you looked at him curiously yet very nervously.

"Something of?" He moved closer to you, like a villain taunting it's victim, which he somehow doesn't look as sick as he looks earlier "your moody little man, hm?"

You huffed at him "it's true anyway! Who knew boys could have mood swings too! And they say girls are moody when on their period"

With you distracted on your mumbling, you weren't able to realize how your boyfriend inched closer towards you, unfortunately for the both of you though, the time you finally realized it was when he had his nose next to yours, which made you jump in surprise resulting to almost falling off the bed.

Keyword, almost.

"Oh why hello there, you almost fell didn't you?" You grumbled at his arms "ah well mister prince charming I thought it was obvious" Teru chuckled at you before looking straight into your eyes, you starring back at his own as well.

He looked calm, too much for your liking, if it isn't obvious it some, it looked like he was trying to tell you something, yet you ignored it.

"Kiss me" he said in a breathy voice, it seemed sore as well, he's still sick isn't he? It must of took all his strength to balance the two of you, more so, you just sitting on the wood frame of the bed.

Just at the same moment, the door opened, revealing another blonde holding a tray of food, a shorter one stood beside him, a two empty glass cups in hand.

And before any of you could utter a single word, the male blonde in the doorway beat you to it "we should've called (name) earlier so that you won't lay there the whole day" another voice chirped in, it was in a higher pitch humming in approval before speaking.

"Teru-oniichan just needs a magical kiss on the lips!" Before shuffling was heard and the door clasped shut, no room of argument was given as the two of you still stared at the closed door that once held the two younger Minamoto's.

Teru turned to look at you, a goofy smile on his features "so? My kiss?" You sighed at this, and prompted to kiss his forehead instead and stood up to grab the food of tray Kou left for his brother.

You could feel Teru's pouting stare piercing through you, if looks could kill, you would be in bed right now, kissing the heck of your boyfriends face.

"Once your better alright my prince?" You told him as you took the tray and faced him. You were expecting a pouty Teru yet it seemed his expression shifted to a more amazed yet loving stare.

"Alright, I love you, you know that right?" You stayed silent for a while, before a smile lifted up to your features.

"I love you too Teru"

all writings belong to @suncakie. Do not repost or steal.

#suncakie #teru x reader #teru minamoto x reader #minamoto teru #minamoto teru x reader #x reader #tbhk x reader #tbhk teru #x gn reader #tbhk x gn reader #minamoto clan #minamoto x reader #tbhk fluff #tbhk fanfic #100 followers event #kou minamoto #kou x reader #tiara minamoto

[rorywritesjunk]

WIP TITLE GAME

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @galaxycunt

I am also gonna tag @operationroots @hey-august @lostfirefly @fanaticsnail

Okay ready for the excitement (I am not really creative with document names)

"Untitled Document" is Taron and Buggy smut. I'm quickly doing an edit on Chapter 2 before I post it today or tomorrow.

"Tumblr Prompts" is where I work on requests/prompts. There's only one in there so far and it's Buggy and her Husbands for the Swap AU.

"slow burn request" is Cupcake x Buggy. I'm working on Chapter 15 to get the smut going again. There's a possibility I could break 20 chapters with this story Im realizing.

"400 follower story" is slowly getting worked on. It's the story I had people vote for some things for it and am prolly two pages in? It's going to be fluffy and smutty.

"bakery story" is Birdie and Buggy. I don't imagine that one going past 12 chapters.

"Untitled Document" is my Howl's Moving Castle AU. Still working slowly on that. I think I'm going to set aside a day for me to just hash that out and get it finished to slowly share it.

I actually have a file called "WIP" where I throw in chunks of writing that I didn't like for something but wanted to keep around just in case. It's over 100 pages. Some included things were a bit more angst for stories that I didn't want to add in. There's enough angst out there and I didn't want it in my writing necessarily.

Things that I cut were a misunderstanding between young Buggy and Sunny caused by Benji being a little shit. Benji told Buggy that Sunny had a date with someone else when he showed up one day so Buggy assumed he was being led on the entire time. The two had a fight over it. It involved Sunny quitting Miss Pins' and leaving. I couldn't find a good way to fix the situation so I cut it.

Another thing was Buggy suggesting to Birdie he leave her on an island somewhere until the baby was born because why not, he didn't want to leave his ship and be on land while she waited out the rest of her pregnancy. But I didn't want to undo some of their growth. They'll still have some misunderstandings but I felt that was too much.

And Cupcake and Buggy had many hiccups. I decided I didn't like how I was writing Cupcake so it changed to misunderstandings in the bedroom instead of Buggy losing his temper all the damn time and Cupcake crying constantly.

#writing stuff #tag game #buggy the clown

[darklordofthesimp]

könig having emetophobia is 100% real and canon because i'm activision, you ever see that tiktok of someone making their sister gag because they also gagged?, i can see sunny randomly gagging in front of könig and könig doing it back out of reflex and he fucking hates when sunny does that

OH NO STOP CAN YOU IMAGINE

Sunshine ships Birdy/König. Like fucking hard-core (later in the story obvs)

So when Sunny and König go out to a bar together for after work drinks cos they're besties; Sunshine always makes sure no one hits on König or gives him any bright ideas to move on from Birdy.

So one night, Sunny goes to the bathroom and returns to find a woman has taken her seat at the bar. König's getting blushy and flustered, clearly there's some good chemistry between these two.

Sunshine's immediately on the offence.

They stand behind the woman and König immediately knows something is up. They're giving Sunny the hint to "fuck off", the "get lost" eyes for sure.

But not our Sunny.

instead, Sunny pretends to gag.

Silently, of course, as to not arouse suspicions of the woman flirting. König's eyes widen and he glues his attention to the woman before him, but he can still see Sunny in his peripheral.

They gag and gag and arch their back like a cat. The bartender is watching in fucking horror, but when Sunshine shoots them a wink he knows that it's not serious enough to call security. They know the 141 well, but Sunshine has them all on edge.

König puts his hand over his mouth, his shoulders tensing as he forces himself not to follow in suit.

This time Sunshine violently pretends to gag, wracking their body.

König snaps.

He let's out the most wretched gagging noise anyone has ever heard, keeling over and bracing his hands on his knees.

The woman at the bar immediately asks if he's okay but he can't stop dry gagging like a fucking cat.

"Oh my God," Sunshine exclaims; "don't go near him!"

The woman turns around to see Sunshine, plastering an expression of faux concern. The sniper grabs the woman by the shoulders, pretending to usher her to safety.

"He has a vomit kink, he'll throw up on your shoes and ask if he can clean it up," Sunshine's eyes were wide. "Tell your friends not to approach him"

The woman's eyes are wide in horror as she skitters off to 'safety'.

When Sunshine turns to face König, he looks fucking murderous.

"Vomit. Kink."

Sunny shrugs with a grin. "Close enough."

"I'm going to fucking kill you."