#even if it flops I'll be still proud of what i made

[wileys-russo]

stanway x reader where r is basically the back up cdm for england, only really plays that last few minutes of games if any so when keira gets injured at the wc, r freaks out because they have to go on and then play after until keira is back. maybe have georgia trying to comfort and hype up r before and then in one of the games where r plays the full 90, r makes like a big game saving tackle and georgia is super proud and happy for r after (you’re like carrying the woso fics on this app rn so thank you!)

crucial touch II g.stanway

"babe i'll be lucky to even see the pitch this tournament, i'm the back ups backup and i know that. i knew it when i accepted the call up!" you smiled at your girlfriend who frowned back at you from where she stood at the end of your bed.

"but i'm just sayin maybe if ya just talk to sarina and make your case you could get a start!" georgia pushed, knocking your legs apart and crawling up the bed to sit herself between them looking down at you.

"are you telling me to go behind your best mates back to try and get a start over her? harsh." you whistled teasingly, panic flashing across your girlfriends face as she stammered out that wasn't what she meant.

"gee! baby relax, i'm only teasing." you laughed, sitting up and grabbing her hands to still her.

"i love you and i appreciate you going to bat for me but i promise i am just happy to be here. would minutes under the belt be amazing? of course. but is being in australia, training with the squad and being with some of my best friends and girlfriend every day also amazing? yes!" you squeezed her hands with a smile of assurance, frown still dented into her features.

"but you've had such a great season and moved to the european league baby and-" "no more buts, i'm not going out of my way to plead for minutes with sarina. i trust that she always knows whats best for the team, that was well proven in the euros and i felt so much pride even just watching from the stands." you'd torn your hamstring mid last season which had unfortunately meant you weren't fit for squad selection, but despite how hard it was at times to watch your friends and wish you were in their position you learnt a whole new set of valuable lessons.

"babe i promise i am okay." you continued when once again your girlfriend opened her mouth to argue, finally giving in with a sigh and a nod.

"georgia!" you laughed as she pushed you back down onto the bed and flopped her body on top of you. "m'tired baby, lets cuddle and have a nap." the girl patted your head as her own settled on your stomach and your hands threaded her hair tugging it out of the bun it once was.

"what happened to going to watch the sunset before dinner?" "well, it rises and sets every day doesn't it? i'll take ya tomorrow."

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"did she just say its her knee?" you whispered to lotte who was sat beside you, eyes flashing with the same fear you knew was conveyed in your own as she nodded. "shit." you mumbled, biting your lip nervously as the medics rushed on toward keira.

your leg bounced anxiously as they called for a stretcher, your stomach falling as sarina gestured for laura to start warming up as one of the coaching staff hurried over to run her through the plays.

all of you on the bench sent smiles to keira as she was stretchered off and disappeared down the tunnel, the sub made official as laura ran on and everyone tried to shake off what happened.

"they could have given us a small break of time to reset, they're clearly shook up." you mumbled to lotte who hummed in agreement, both of you watching on with limbs locked tight in stress.

thankfully the girls scraped by taking the 1-0 win against denmark and you didn't think you'd ever held your breath as long as until that final whistle blew ending injury time and the game.

you walked in between ella and georgia as you did your lap, thanking the fans, but you could tell that despite the smiles on everyones faces nobody was thinking about the win and rather worrying for how keira was.

and in particular if the team would see yet another victim to that dreaded three letter curse.

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despite keira thankfully not having done her acl, she was under forced rest and a careful rehab program, and wouldn't be playing in the next game against china.

knowing that your teammate was okay had eased the mounting tension within the team and after a bonding day at the local zoo everyone was in high spirits.

which was likely what lead to the following 6-1 domination over china a few days later, everyone in even better spirits that night which was filled with karaoke, dancing and cheese boards much to lottes delight.

things took a more serious turn two days later at training when laura took a rather abrupt tackle from millie and headbutted the goal post, winding up with a concussion and with keira still not cleared to play that was how you found yourself sat across from sarina in one of the hotel meeting rooms.

she informed you'd not only be getting your first minutes of the tournament but would be in the starting eleven in tomorrow nights game. you had to ask her how to repeat herself making the dutch woman laugh and congratulate you, making a point to say she'd noticed that despite not playing you had still played a very crucial role within the team lifting morale.

still slightly in disbelief and pinching yourself with a sharp hiss you exited the room, making a beeline right towards your girlfriend who was mid darts game with niamh, ella and lucy.

with a wordless shake of your head you grabbed her hand, ignoring all of her questions and your friends teasing remarks behind you as you dragged her away from the game, staying silent right until the two of you were back in your room.

"baby whats goin on? you're bein very weird has somethin happened?" georgia asked for the tenth time, taking a seat on the edge of your bed as you shook your head and paced back and forth.

"oi, sit down and speak to me love ya gonna wear a hole in the carpet." georgia grabbed your hoodie and pulled you to stand between her legs, hands on the small of your back holding you there.

"i'm starting tomorrow." you blurted out with wide eyes, georgias own bugging nearly out of her head as her grip on you tightened. "you what!" she gasped out as you nodded firmly. "yeah, coombsy's still not cleared and neither is kei." you shook your head in disbelief.

"baby! you're starting in the fuckin world cup!" the breath was stolen from you as your girlfriend lovingly slammed you down onto the bed and jumped on top of you, kissing all over your face and mumbling how proud she was as you couldn't help but grin.

"wait!" you pushed her off and sat bolt upright. "what if i get injured? or i let in a goal? or i cause a penalty? or-" all of the worse case scenarios flew through your head, slamming around and around like a pinball machine.

"hey hey, stop that." georgia frowned, grabbing your face in her hands and forcing you to look at her. "you won't. you are so so brilliant, and hardworking, and passionate. it doesn't matter if this is your first start in a world cup or another match for bayern love, you tackle it the exact same way you enter any game. with your whole heart and ya head screwed on right!" georgia gently squeezed your cheeks and placed a tender kiss against your lips as you exhaled and collapsed into her.

"i'm starting tomorrow." "you're starting tomorrow, and you are gonna smash it baby."

~

the day of the match itself you were still a nervous wreck. word had spread of your start and in small groups all of the girls came over to congratulate and hype you up.

and as much as you appreciated each and every single one of them all of their hope and praise was just adding onto your existing nerves, which your girlfriend seemed to pick up on as she gently shooed everyone away, tucking you into her side at breakfast and changing the subject.

she made sure to sit beside you on the bus and walked you around the stadium for the pitch check with your fingers interlocked tightly with hers, swinging your hands together and distracting you with kisses when she noticed your mind start to wander.

right before warm ups your phone rang and you lit up seeing it was leah, you'd played with her for years at arsenal before taking the plunge to germany when both frankfurt and bayern came knocking.

so stepping out of the room the blonde gave you a stern talking to about believing in yourself and making the most of the opportunity the situation had presented you no matter how it came about.

and with that in mind you reset your headspace and tuned in, georgia sending leah a quick text thanking her as whatever was said worked as you now seemed your confident self when walking out for the line up.

unlike last match against china the game against nigeria was anything but easy. they were a fast and agile side and came out aggressive, so you did your best as a team to meet them like that but after a brutal 90 minutes it was still deadlocked at 0-0.

mary had been putting in a shift, everyone had, and with lj earning a red card you were down to 10 when they announced there would be extra time as a break was called and everyone huddled together on the sidelines.

sarinas words ringing in your ears you sucked up how much your body ached and readied yourself to go again, vowing to leave absolutely everything on the pitch as if it was the last game you ever played.

your chance came in the 118th minute as you missed a crucial tackle and one of the strikers snuck past you. you knew from watching her throughout the game where she'd likely shoot from so you diverted tactics.

you knew it was a risk but you had to trust your gut like always and sprinting down the length of the field on the opposite side your legs burned and ached but you just used that to spur yourself on.

sure enough it was a risk that paid off as the striker slotted the ball past mary who watched in horror as it slipped beneath her thigh and she crashed to the ground.

but you were there without even a millisecond to spare, the ball clipping the edge of your studs as you slid your body across goal and tapped it out earning them a corner but preventing the winning goal.

you only breathed once the referee signaled for nigeria to take their corner, your head slumping against the ground as you took a moment to reset and marys gloved hands hauled you up off the ground.

"you are a fucking superstar for that one mate." she grabbed your face and kissed your forehead with a loud mwah, brushing the grass off of you as you grinned and everyone set in for the corner which would be the last play of extra time.

your hands falling to lucy's waist you felt millies grab yours from behind, a defensive tactic which was yet to fail you as once again a goal was prevented with mary jumping to tap it over the top of the goal as the whistle blew yet again signalling the game would go to penalties.

you watched with baited breath, squished in between beth and millie as each kick was taken. you winced as your girlfriend missed, watching her face fall but sending her a reassuring nod and mouthing that you loved her.

beth, rach and chloe were next all sinking their kicks as chloes hit the back of the net with record speed and the stadium erupted into cheers, you'd done it and you lived to see another day, you'd won.

you raced right over to your girlfriend amid the celebrations who had the same idea, jumping onto her and wrapping your legs round her waist, both of you forgetting you'd just played over 120 minutes as her legs buckled and the two of you crashed to the ground.

"i am so so so fucking proud of ya!" georgia beamed, pressing her forehead against yours as you lay on the grass tangled up with one another. you were well aware of your surroundings but in her arms and by her side everything else slipped away, the two of you lost in one anothers eyes which shone with pride.

"can i kiss you?"

your girlfriend seemed taken aback by the question and your eyes widening you went to stand but your body locked up in surprise as her hand balled your jersey and tugged your lips to meet hers, neither one of you caring for a single moment what anyone thought.

in that triumphant moment all you had eyes for was each another.

#woso #woso x reader #woso fanfics #georgia stanway x reader #woso imagine #woso blurbs #woso community #engwnt #georgia stanway

[snoringkitty1]

Recharge

This is very different, writing on my phone :,>

Tw: Not proofread, just fluff :>

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You and Dan heng had spent all day running around on the Xianzhou ship. He didn't particularly like being on the ship without your company since, well, your soft gaze was one much better than the glares other vidyadhara gave him.

"The snacks here are really odd.." you stated, reading the lable on a drink you got from a vending machine. Dan heng was stood slightly off to the side, his arms crossed. "A pineapple and cream drink doesn't sound odd to me." He hummed and leaned over to read the lable.

"..I guess so." You shrugged and opened it up when you were about to try a sip. Someone harshed bumped into Dan heng, causing him to nearly fall over onto you.

You gasped, the drink getting spilled all over your face and shirt. Dan's eyes widened before he scowled and looked back at the man who'd practically shoved him on purpose, though the made seemed too proud and unbothered to be scared.

He didn't have time nor the social battery to deal with that. Instead, he gently grabbed your arm while you were still busy pouting about missing out on your drink and simultaneously ruining your afternoon.

"Here..hold still." You lowered your arms, so they rested idle at your sides, looking at your shirt with a frown. He snapped his finger, and suddenly, all the juice on your shirt began to..leave?

It's like the liquids were being sucked out, little bubbles of juice floating in front of you. The little glow in Dan heng's eyes told you it was his powers working the magic. It was pretty fantastical to watch.

Finally, all the little bubbles dissipated as if they didn't exist to begin with. "There..i'll buy you another.." he sighed and patted your head. You frowned and moved his hand down to hold your face.

"But..it wasn't even your fault! I can buy myself another, it's alright." You smiled and kissed his palm. He still seemed a little upset that you had been dragged into the prejudice involving his former self.

But seeing you happy raised his mood, despite the problems that occurred not even ten minutes ago.

No matter who interfered, you would not let anyone ruin this date. Even if his mood was already ruined.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Upon your return to the express, Dan heng had his arms crossed and his eyes closed as the two of you listened to March about how her date with Stelle went. His social battery was definitely going on empty, so as much as you liked listening to March, you wanted to help him feel better.

You snuck away from the lounge and went into the room you both shared. You toom the pillows and blankets from your mattress and made a big nest of pillows and blankets on his mattress. Cuddling would certainly lift his mood, right?

As you were putting the finishing touches on the pillow pile, the door opened with Dan heng in the way. His eyes widened a bit upon seeing the mess that was the pillow nest. "What is this?" He inquired as he closed the door and walked further into the room.

"A pillow nest!" You grinned and walked over to him, "i noticed how tired you looked after our date, and i didn't think you'd last long listening to March. So i snuck in here to make a cozy pillow nest." You smiled.

Seeing your smile made him smile, he sighed and leaned close to kiss your forehead. "What would i do without you.." he hummed and held your face before playfully pinching your cheek.

You smiled proudly and grabbed his hands, and pulled him over to the pillow nest. "C'mon, snuggles will help you recharge, right?" You smiled and let go of his hands and flopped onto the many blankets and pillows.

He followed suit and crawled in beside you, "always.." he hummed, "my favorite way to recharge.. is with you.." he mumbled and smiled as you pulled him close. "I'm honored.." you whispered, brushing your hand through his hair and smiling to yourself.

The silence that filled the room was what Dan heng would usually recharge in before he met you. But now, he craves your presence more than anything whenever he's tired of being around people.

The sound of your heartbeat and breathing were enough to put him right to sleep.. His eyes closed, and he did just that. He fell asleep in your arms, and tou were happy to have put him at ease.

He was just Dan heng here. He didn't need to worry about anything else. His favorite place to be, was right in your arms.

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Thanks for reading.

#dan heng #dan #heng #dan feng #honkai star rail #star rail #mihoyo #hoyoverse #march 7th #stelle #x reader #dan heng x reader #fluff #sr scenarios #spoilers #headcanon #boyfriend #boyfriend scenario

[anton-luvr]

Could u do a fic where the reader and Anton are best friends and have a sleepover. By the time they go to sleep it starts to storm and she’s scared of thunder so she asks Anton to sleep with her in bed instead of him sleeping on the couch. So like Anton holding reader and kind of cuddling to calm her down. Reader realizing she likes Anton more than just as a best friend so she kisses and him and he gets all shy but likes it because he likes her too and just kekdowodos really fluffy and cute 🥹💕 Thank you in advance I love your work!!☺️🫶🏻

# MY FAVORITE LOSER.

𖦹 bf!anton x fem!reader | fluff | best friends to lovers au 𖦹 note ; mwah tysm anon i love you,, also this is ADORABLE... thank u for requesting i hope u like it!! + reqs are closed !

Fun fact: you were terrible at Mario Kart.

Nintendo music accompanied by Anton's laughter echoes across your apartment as he wins the game again, grinning proudly.

"I told you, Princess Peach always wins." he boasts, waving the controller happily.

You scoff, folding his arms. "Hey, Yoshi can win too! Just you wait, I'll win you in the next round." you reason.

But just like the past five games, you don't.

"Just admit I'm better, hm?" Anton suggests, smiling.

You roll your eyes jokingly at how proud your best friend is, gently shoving him.

"Okay, let's not play anymore." you say, exiting the game and setting the controller aside. "How's life?"

Anton's eyes light up at the question, and he quickly sets the controller aside too.

He loved talking to you.

Whether it was a deep conversation about personal struggles or a stupid discussion about the validity of soap (don't ask), Anton knew you would always listen.

Your conversation goes on to the late hours of midnight, with Anton telling you about his upcoming vacation to Korea and you telling him about the random fight you witnessed at your lecture the other day.

By the time he's done talking about the cute cafe he passed by yesterday, it was already past two in the morning.

"And they have really cute cups too! We should go there someday." he says, stifling a yawn.

You nod, eyes drooping shut. "I think we should sleep." you mumble, stretching with a groan. "I only slept for four hours yesterday."

Anton gasps at this, dramatically shaking you by the shoulders. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You should go to sleep, right now." he scolds.

Chuckling, you get up from the sofa with both of your hands up in the air. "Okay, fine! I'll go to sleep now."

Anton hums at this, pushing you towards your room. "We can talk more tomorrow," he says. "You look like a zombie right now."

He runs away too fast for you to hit him for the insult, giggling as he retreats to the living room. "Goodnight!" he calls out, waving cheekily at you.

"Goodnight!" you call back as you close your bedroom door.

Flopping onto your bed, you let out a happy sigh.

It was nights like these with Anton that made life feel worth living. You're still smiling contentedly to yourself as you get comfortable under the covers, drifting off to dreamland.

Until the roaring sound of thunder snaps you right out of it.

Each flash of light shining through your room made you flinch, the angry raindrops pelting against your windows making panic rise in your chest.

Scrambling out of bed, you run into the living room, almost tripping over your own feet in the process.

"Anton." you whisper nervously, tugging at his hand. "Anton, wake up."

The sleepy boy wakes up in a jolt, frowning in confusion. "H-Huh?" he mumbles, sitting up slowly. "What's wrong?"

"Can you sleep with me? I'm scared." you rambled, gasping in short and nervous breaths.

Even though Anton was half-awake, he immediately agrees.

He stumbles his way into your room and gets under your covers, making sure to pull it over you too.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly, voice groggy.

His heart breaks when you shake your head no, eyes filling up with tears.

"Don't cry, it's okay." he says, hugging you. "Just... think of it as the sky farting. That's what I used to tell my brother."

Even though you were almost scared out of your wits, you couldn't help but let out a little snort of laughter.

"Wow, that helps a lot." you deadpan, snuggling closer into his arms.

"I know right?" he giggles, rubbing your back gently.

But it actually does.

The fury of Mother Nature didn't seem so scary anymore at Anton's joke and in the security of his warm embrace.

You realize a lot of things aren't that scary anymore whenever you're with Anton.

Despite the both of you being rather shy and reserved people, he somehow always brought out the best in you.

Just his presence alone gave you confidence and security, knowing that there was always someone there who loved and supported you unconditionally.

From him cheering you on for your nerve-wracking first day of college to him helping you tell the waitress she got your order wrong at the local diner, he had always been there for you.

And even with him being half-awake, he still looked gorgeous.

His eyes sparkled with a love for the world brighter than the stars, the soft smile he flashed you warming your heart up in a way no one else could.

"Thank you." you whisper, looking up at the curly haired boy. Without another word, you kiss him on the cheek.

Anton feels like the world stops when you do so.

All the blood in his body rushes up to his head, the tips of his ears turning as red as apples while he blinks rapidly.

"W-What was that for?" he stutters, avoiding your eye contact.

"For this," you say. "For everything, actually. I think I like you." you admit.

Anton thinks he just might pass out.

Millions of thoughts run through his mind, but he says what he's been wanting to say for a long time.

"Well, what if I told you I liked you too?" he mumbles, finally meeting your eyes.

"You're joking." you mutter, even though you were praying that he wasn't.

"No, I'm not." Anton starts, turning so he could face you better.

"There's no one else I like to spend time with as much as I do with you." he confesses, gently tucking a piece of hair behind your ears.

"You're the only one that makes me feel this way, no matter what you do. Even if it's just you losing in Mario Kart for two hours straight."

You open your mouth to argue, but Anton puts a quick end to it when he kisses you, this time on your lips.

"You're my favorite loser." he whispers. "Can you be my loser forever?"

Nodding, you can't help but smile at how corny your best friend - no, your boyfriend - could be.

"I'll be yours forever."

© anton-luvr, 2023.

#riize #riize fics #riize fluff #kpop fics #kpop fluff #riize anton #anton riize #anton #riize icons #riize x reader #riize drabbles

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Daryl has never been so proud.

After managing to get her into a car, which presented itself to be quite the challenge they had driven out to her last living space and took all the pelts and items she had left behind.

It was clear as day she was terrified of the vehicle but she soldiered through, wrapping herself and her son into their retrieved pelts for some comfort on the way home.

She did it scared.

"Where ya wan' these?" Daryl stepped through the doorway with a stack of pelts in his arms, staring at her pointing up the stairs and walking to show him. He followed suit.

The room she had been using for the last few days was still relatively empty besides a bed and a cabinet, but she wanted the pelts there, and the bed gone aparently.

"So, bed out." Nod.

"Mattress too?" He got a look in return, not really sure what it meant so he kept it up against the wall for now. "So what's next? Wanna check the community stash fer somthin' ta wear?"

Another short moment of quiet before she nodded. She wasn't comfortable around the people yet, had tried to meet some but quickly hid when even one too many came up to her. "Ya got me witya, ain' no one botherin'ya."

And so their first official trip around the community was a fact. Olivia had given them space on Daryl's request and promised to watch her as she dug through the inventory of clothing and fabric items and after having picked out a bunch of stuff and having wrapped herself in a thick, soft flannel Daryl had called Olivia back to check on their selection and went back home again.

It wasn't strange they caught a bunch of stares from original residents, seeing the strange new woman walking around and barely knowing how to function as a human. Even after being explained the situation they still weren't happy with this feral person freely walking around.

Daryl watched her pull the flannel closer to her body, head ducked low as to hide and put an arm around her. "Ignore them. 'M happy yer here so it don' matter what they think." She pressed further into his side, as close as she could while she held her son and Daryl carried their haul.

Another little victory for her.

Back home she quickly went back upstairs again, trying to get help with putting everything away. "Yeah I suck at foldin' this. Ya gotta ask Carol."

He knew she didn't want to. While Carol had offered her things she was still wary. Which he found a little weird with how easily she seemed to have stepped up to the gate and interacted with Rick. Probably adrenaline and the dire need for help.

"I'll come witya, but yer doin' the askin'." A grumble was all he got as reply as she picked up the newborn again and handed him over.

So now the three of them were on their way to two houses over. Her up front with Daryl at the porch steps with his son in his arms, which Carol found an absolutely beautiful picture.

"What brings you here, sweetie?" Carol stared at the scared woman and paid attention to her motions and noises, trying to get at least some gist of what she needed.

"I gotta come with you?" Nod nod. Carol nudded in return and agreed to follow, giving Daryl a look in hopes he'd tell her more but he shook his head. "Ain't helpin' er. She's gotta learn." He only shrugged and continued to play with the little one in his arms.

"You're good at that." She commented on the way he was so calmly handling his child he didn't even know he had a week ago.

Back home upstairs Carol was led to the pile of clothes, watching as she grabbed a shirt, flopping it into a somewhat folded mess and held it out to Carol who now understood why she needed help. "Yeah okay I see. Daryl sucks at folding laundry so you asked me huh." A proud smile made its way into her face as she nodded. She was pleased to be understood by someone else than Daryl.

"Okay so I'll show you and you watch first, okay?" Nod nod.

And so Daryl was seated on top of the nest of pelts with his son, absentmindedly chatting and bonding while the women were working through laundry lessons. "Shirt. Easy." Carol's voice was soft and clear as she talked through the steps of folding different items and watched her steps being repeated in a well enough matter. "You got this! You learn quick." She smiled widely with her compliment. "Now, don't be afraid to come by for more help, okay? I'm a friend."

Daryl said that word a lot. Friend. She knew it was a good one, it held a good feeling from long ago before she lost it all.

"--anh yoo" it felt weird to use her voice, but she knew she had to eventually. But when Daryl shot up at the sound she spooked a little. "Didya just.. talk?" The energy coming off both humans was that of pride and happines. So much it warmed her on the inside. She gloated and happily nodded. "Anhcyoo" she repeated herself and it was clear that she meant 'thank you'.

"Look at ya sayin' yer words." He had a hard time containing his excitement at her progress, and Carol couldn't help but give him a knowing smile.

"'M' so proud o' ya, wolfie."

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A/N: After some time there's a new one!

[Pt.1] [Pt.2]

#sometimes I write #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon #she wolf

[addicted-to-morally-grey-men]

Hii, can I request a kenma x F reader fluff where kenma lets her ou makeup on him,like her everyday makeup ( mine for example is blush,bronzer,eyeliner,highlighter on tip of the nose, mascara and setting powder and setting spray )<3

OMG this ask is sooo cute🥹💕

Well I tried my best to make this full of fluffy and adorableness... Hope you liked it<3

Happy moments

Pairing: kenma x f reader

Storyline: despite being a shut-in gamer... He loved his gf so purely to even let her ruin.. uhm decorate his face...

It was a peaceful and lovely Sunday evening....

"KENMA!!! KENMA!???"

Maybe not so peaceful but definitely lovely?

"Kenma! Where are you hun!?" Your voice rang throughout the walls of your apartment which you apparently share with your boyfriend (since he doesn't want kuroo to nag at him everyday and definitely not because he loves cuddling with you)

"There you are!" His imaginary cat ears perked up in horror when you slam open your wardrobe. Gathering his left over courage he tilted his shivering form to face you. He could swear that he saw red horns and demon wings around you but that still won't let him escape the messy situation he is in right now.

"why are you hiding from me,love? Didn't you agree to it too?" You innocently pout which really contradicted to how brutally you were trying to pull kenma out of the damned wardrobe.

"THAT WAS CHEATING! YOU TRICKED ME INTO THIS!!" dear oh dear.. his justification fell deaf to your ears. "A deal is a deal sweetie besides you're the one who lost the game, so ofcourse you gotta do what I say" you singsonged while tightly grabbing his waist.

"....FINE!" he grumble-yelled finally letting go the wardrobe hangers, " but I need something in return" huffing he crossed his arms but obediently sitting on the chair set by you.

"hmm what do you need ?" You questioned back busy setting all the makeup supplies you use on daily basis on the dressing table present beside the chair. ".... That I'll tell you later on... BUT promise me you'll do whatever I ask for in return"

"risky but who gives a damn flip flop when you get to give your boyfriend a makeover!?" Not aware about how foolish this decision was going to be.. "remember you promised ok?" He mumbled. "Oh Hush now let's just get started with it" yup, you're definitely going all out on this pretty face of his.

You used a Lil foundation along with face cream on his face as an official starting point... Slowly working your magic on his face while he sat there, eyes closed, just like a good boy.

A few eternities later... You huff a sigh of satisfaction already proud of the masterpiece your created. Gentle touch of highlighter present on his feline face along with mascara which made his lashes so beautiful that it even made you jealous of it, I mean how can someone look so adorable with just a Lil makeup? That was definitely your boyfriend.

"Annnddd done..." You exclaimed with giving him a light kiss on his forehead. "Thanks for your cooperation kitty cat, now see how beautifully breathtaking you look!" Excited and proud to show him your creativity, you hand him a mirror.

Without even glancing at the mirror kenma just stood up from the chair and tackled you on the ground... "Now my turn to order... And your turn to obey baby kitty" ok just tell me.. why did his voice suddenly sound so hypnotizing?

Without waiting for your response he just grabbed you by your waist and took you towards your shared bedroom.. suddenly yet gently throwing you on top of the fluffy bed he climbed on top of you and..

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Started cuddling you<3 (hehe)

"cuddle me in return" he hugged you tightly while positioning his head between you neck. Surprise by his sudden act you let out a hearty laugh. "Oh gosh kenma you're soo cute" giggling, you hugged his back in return...

Wait... Did he just purr?

Well it indeed was such a peaceful and lovely evening...

"KENMA DON'T HUG ME TOO TIGHTLY!! I NEED TO BREATHE TOO OKAY???"

... Maybe just lovely<3

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So? Did you guys like it? Be sure to tell by replying<3

#kozume kenma #hq kenma #kenma #kenma x reader #haikyū!! #haikyuu #fluff #anime #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu fluff #send asks

[nyoomerr]

How do you always pop out banger fics? I feel like everyone and their mothers in the fandom adore your fics and not one of your stuff has ever been a flop! Seriously, what's your secret??

djkhfg but more seriously, there have definitely been fics i've posted that i personally wasn't happy with at the time i posted them, or that i was really proud of but have indeed "flopped" when i posted them**

**recognizing that all success is relative, and considering a "flop" to be a lack in response compared to my other svsss fics from a similar time period

overall though, i have indeed been extremely lucky with how kindly this fandom has treated me and how much support my work gets... but mostly i do think that really is just luck 😅

if you just meant for this to be a very sweet compliment about how you like my stuff a lot, thank you so much, and feel free to stop reading here!! if you were genuine in asking "seriously, what's your secret," though, i do have some tips for fic writing!

first thing is for me to say that it is 100% the most important for you to personally be the #1 fan of your own stuff.

it's super fun that so many people like my fics! but it's mostly fun because it feels like i'm holding up a rock and screaming and everyone screams along with me - it would be a lot less exciting if i was holding up a rock and watching in silent indifference as everyone screamed at it, lol. writing stuff just because it's interesting to you will also help you avoid writing + fandom burnout, and people who read it will always be able to tell when you love what you're writing about.

i also personally think it's really important to see the things you like to completion, which includes either posting it somewhere or saving it alongside your finished works, whatever you personally do to metaphorically put a finished piece "on the fridge."

it is a wildly common experience for creatives to begin disliking their own work partway through the creative process, or to dislike it after it's done. but if you're creating something because you're personally excited about some aspect of it, then you theoretically enjoyed something about that work at some point in time. and, with enough time and distance from it, you'll probably end up liking it again in the future!

if you've made sure to put that work "on the fridge" somewhere it's safe and marked as 'done' in your own mind, then you'll get the chance to create that time and distance. it's not sitting in some guilt-ridden folder of abandoned wips, or discarded because you were never able to write or edit it to your satisfaction - it's just 'done.' i can't count how many times i've come back to a piece i disliked at the time of finishing it and, months later, decided it was actually pretty good.

so - put your work on the fridge, even if you're not satisfied with it! and when your brain is able to let it go, reread it. find the parts that made you write it in the first place, the stuff that got you really excited, and let them excite you again, and inspire you to write even more!!

okok so that's a) write what you like and b) don't give up on your hard work. now i'll address the last bit that touches on fandom reception of your work... 💦💦

... i really do think it's mostly luck 😅

the very first fic i posted on this ao3 account is, without doubt, still my most popular one. i could talk about how i feel about that for a whole separate essay post lmao, but it is a good example of how fic "popularity" often works.

i was still on twitter at the time that i made it, which was where most of the mxtx fans were at. a promo post i made got retweeted by a handful of people with big followings, and that combined with the fact that there were way less binggeyuan fics at the time meant that it kinda hit it big. and since so many people sort by kudos or bookmarks, fics that are already popular just end up more popular...

i think a lot of popular fics are like this to some degree. they use the right tags and post at the right time to get seen by just the right audience, or there's a promo tweet/post somewhere that lands on just the right number of dashes, and their popularity snowballs. of course, these popular fics are also often absolutely fucking incredible and worthy of their popularity, but i've also read fics with very very little "popularity" that are just as good or better than some of the top kudosed or bookmarked fics in the tag.

the only thing i have ever (personally) noticed as something you can control that affects popularity is fic length - from what i've seen in both my fics and those others write, multichaptered fics that update semi regularly and stretch on for multiple months have a tendency to drum up more excitement the longer they go. people start to get more excited for each update + they talk about that on socmed, and that combined with consistently bumping the fic to the top of the tag when sorted by recently updated gives it more and more chances for it to hit that lucky combo of "seen by the right people."

so, that's all to say, actually my advice for this section is also "just write what you like," because you can't control whether or not the people who will also like it will see it when you post it, so make sure there's at least one reader enjoying the ride (you).

...and then of course for more generic "how do you write """well""" advice, just keep practicing, and take note of the things you like in other people's writing and how they accomplish it!

sorry if that was like. way more than what you were really expecting as an answer for this 🙈🙈 i really am truly very grateful for all the super kind feedback i get on my work, but i'm really out here just writing whatever i want in whatever ways i want and then throwing it up "on the fridge" before i can chicken out dkfjh

i hope you (or whoever else bothered to read this far) can also be really satisfied and excited about what you're making, and my fingers are crossed for your luck in the "everyone in the fandom likes this thing" lottery 🤞🤞

#kjfdhg i wrote way more here than intended tbh but i do want to try and be helpful if someone asks me for advice so kfgjh #ANYWAY ty for the ask and for enjoying my stuff!! i rly am lucky with so many lovely people in this fandom supporting me ;w; #nyoomerr ask

[someone-elsa]

(part 1 of 2)

🔙 Chapter beginning ⬅ Previous chapter • Next part ➡ 📝 About the story and characters

The whole chapter (with bigger pictures!) can be found on Blogger already ;) Check the Blogger post for a short recap too.

"Parenting is finally getting easier. The first six months were challenging, every day felt a thousand hours long. Now she's not crying that much and we can actually go to places and…"

River knew close to nothing about parenting but patiently listened to Sara's venting. She believed she owed her that after rejecting her as a romantic partner — even though River had said they would have not future together.

They had gone for a walk a few times and it had started to become a weekly routine.   "And before you say I should ask for help," Sara said, "I have asked and Kody has helped a lot but ultimately, I'm alone. With Bayu of course, but you know what I mean."

"I… guess," River said. Sara seemed ready to change subjects so River asked: "What are your plans about school?"   "I'll go back. I'm still not 100% certain if dentistry is my thing but I have no other ideas, so… Not until next year, though. I want Maya to be a little older before daycare."

"Understandable," River said even though she knew nothing about babies in daycare.   Sara smirked. "Nice of you to listen to me babbling about parenting. I know it can't be your favourite subject but it sure is nice to vent. Maya isn't much of a conversational partner yet. Thank you."

"Hey I'm always interested in listening to my friends! Whatever the subject!"   "In that case… I do have another thing on my mind."

Sara dug her phone out and opened the browser.   "Check this out," she said after navigating to a certain news site. "Some theatre critic has visited The Bats's rehearsal."

River quickly scanned the article to find the worrying part. For two long paragraphs, the critic had wondered if hiring Harrison Stacks to direct the musical was a risk worth taking. Some of his work had been astounding flops. This was neither new nor worrisome for River; her father's reputation as a wild card was well-known. It was the next paragraph about the actors that had made Sara uneasy.

The leading actors (Bayu Wardhana and Jaylah Ortega) have impeccable chemistry, the article read. Watching them embrace each other and sing about love, I felt I was interrupting an actual couple getting ready for bed — if you know what I mean. It was so intense it was almost umcomfortable... I felt warm and fuzzy inside — and I don't mean in my heart! If the whole musical is like this, I'm going to see it multiple times!

"Hmmmm… Have you asked him about this?"   "He says it's just a job. That Jaylah is just a colleague and that I should be proud of him being so good at his job. I mean, of course I am. And I know he is truly charming and charismatic, I wouldn't be here pushing a pram if he wasn't…" Sara sighed. "But… I don't know…"

River hadn't realised Sara cared about Bayu so much. She had thought they had only an arrangement to give Maya a stable family, not a true romantic relationship. Maybe that had been the case at the beginning but Sara was quick to fall in love. River wondered if Bayu was on the same page.

River wasn't sure of what to say. Her sister Brook was working in the production as the head makeup designer. When asked about the musical, Brook had fussed about how sweet Bayu was, always giving compliments, and how he was liked by everyone. And he was cute for someone so short (Brook's words!). River wasn't going to repeat her report.   "Brook works on the production, remember? She would tell me if there's anything to know. She couldn't resist spilling the beans."

Sara sighed again. "I must have been overreacting. I'll try to focus on other things."   River knew how hard it was to not think about something bothersome. In that morning, her hands had felt… different. Like she couldn't fully control them. She shuddered.

Sara's phone vibrated demandingly. "Ugh, it's mom. She has tried to call me many times already, I'll need to take this."

And immediately, Little Maya was awake. She wasn't happy about it. "Wah! Wah! WAAAAAAH!"   Sara let out a hopeless sigh. "Could you hold her? This shouldn't take long."

River gulped. Her hands did still feel shaky but it wasn't something she felt like sharing. "I… I think I might have a cold coming. I shouldn't touch her…"   Sara looked her suspiciously and River coughed. "Fine. Can you at least rock the pram and talk to her?"   "…Sure."

"Yes, mom? You indeed hear Maya crying. No, a friend is looking after her. Well, she's trying her best."   Sara walked further and River couldn't hear her over Maya's cries.

"There there, little one, look how beautiful and blue the sky is."   But Maya wasn't interested in watching the sky.

"Hey now, I'll buy you ice cream," River tried and Maya's crying toned down a bit. "When you'll get older, of course. Your mum wouldn't probably appreciate me getting you ice cream now... Anyway, in the future, you'll get the biggest sundae, any flavour you want, with whipped cream, sprinkles, chocolate sauce... A shiny tiny umbrella on it..."

She came up with a dozen more toppings and Maya fell asleep again.   "Good one, River, no child can resist ice cream," River whispered to herself. "How does Sara do this all day every day? Mothers are really something."

Notes: I think I have wondered which language Kody and Sara talk with their mom in some previous chapter's notes but I can't remember to what conclusion I came (I should write stuff like this down...). Maybe Sim!Japanese because even though she was born in Sulani, she sort of detests the place. Thinks it's not classy enough for her 🙄

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sau sims story #ts4 storytelling #sims story #sims storytelling #sau chapters #something about us by someone elsa #simblr #ts4 simblr #sims 4 story #ts4 story #sau chapter 42

[dvskf4llz]

Hellooo!! I've just recently seen your works and I absolutely LOVED the way you write!!!

Could I perhaps request a rendog x gn!reader (first pov would be okay w me :D) where the reader has a hard time opening up to people so they really struggle with giving their honest feelings about stuff

The hermit would be constantly asking them favors n all and they just get reaaaaallyyy overwhelmed with all of it, Ren notices this and immediately confronts the hermits about it with the reader. The hermits then lower the amount of favors they ask of the reader

And in the end Ren is proud of the reader and ends the day with giving them cuddles and kisses!!

(I'd like to be ☁️ anon if you don't mind)

Remember, always take care of yourself!!! Your not obligated to write stuff and get it out as fast as you can if you're not doing well!! Health comes first <3

Ofc!!! I'll be calling you cloudy from now on!!!

I'm proud of you.

𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓰 𝔁 𝓖𝓝!𝓡��𝓪𝓭ader

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Summary: In where the Reader struggles to struggles to speak up for themselves, their lover - Ren notices and decides to help them out

Type: Fluffy, romantic oneshot. 2nd POV

Warnings ⚠: nothing rlly just fluffy stuff ^_^

Proofread: nerp

my god I need to get a better posting schedule 😭😭 I deprive yall of posts way too much 😥

I made this during when I was half asleep so ignore how short it is and some mistakes

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You had problems with standing up for yourself and being honest with people since you were just a child, you tried your best to overcome it, but it was no use.

Ever since you joined Hermitcraft and becoming close with the Hermits, they would ask you favors constantly, you always had a hard time saying no. You would always do their favors, even if it would end up putting you in danger from time to time, you really couldn't say no.

For a whole week, you were doing favors for different Hermits with no break at all. You didn't have time to fix up your base a little and organize it, you wanted to add some stuff to your base but you barely had any time.

At the end of the week, you had came back home, tired as ever. You were absolutely just ready to pass out right then and there, of course you didn't though because you'd rather not fall on the floor. As you walked inside while closing the door behind you, Ren would be watching you stumbling across the room. He was very concerned for you, wondering why you seemed so tired as you flopped onto the couch.

Ren would step away from where he was originally standing and heads over to where you were, his figure looming your limp figure. You were awake, just too tired to move. Ren would stare at you for a few seconds before speaking up

"What's gotten you so tired?" Ren asked curiously

"Constant favors from the Hermits." You replied back with a muffled voice, your face having buried in one of the couch's pillows. You were too tired to even turn around to speak to Ren currently, you'd just have to hope he heard you. Ren stared at you for a few more moments worriedly before lifting you up in his arms

"You're going to hurt your back y'know." Ren said as he carried you to your guys' shared room, seemingly having no struggle to carry you

"I know, that's why you're here to carry me." You responded back teasingly, weakly chuckling as you cuddled up into Ren's arms. Ren would sign and roll his eyes playfully before opening the door to the bedroom, walking in and setting you down on the bed.

He then headed over to the closet and grabbed the most comfiest pajamas you owned and handed it for you to change in, since he was respectful he turned around as you changed. If you thought it was fine, he still refused to look at you. He respected you too much. When you were done, he had no hesitation to lay down next to you and start giving you soo many cuddles while you fall asleep in his arms. Eventually, he ended up sleeping too while feeling proud of himself for getting you to sleep.

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Next day came around, and to no surprise Hermits asked you even more favors. You had barely any time to yourself at this point, you could absolutely just not take a break. You seriously just wanted to spend time with Ren, not looking for some dripstone. But you didn't complain, you just kept going because they were your friends. Ren on the other hand, also missed you and wanted to help you out a bit.

So when you finally got just a few minutes for a break, Ren gathered the Hermits up and "kindly" told them lower how many favors they ask you everyday (in reality he just spoke to them passive-aggressively and maybe threw in some threats, nothing too bad). The Hermits agreed and everything was okay now, so Ren headed back to where you had been and told you to get some more rest.

You were definitely confused as to why the Hermits hadn't been asking you a lot of favors after that, you did not know of anything at all. Eventually, you would find out from a certain hermit accidentally telling you what Ren did which lead you to asking him about it.

Once you do ask your lover about it, all Ren would just say is: "Oh yeah, I helped you out a bit and got the Hermits to ask less favors from you." as he cooks you guys a meal. You were thankful and extremely relieved, but it did feel a bit odd for you since you had gotten used to doing multiple favors. It was definitely gonna be a bit hard to adjust back to just relaxing, but at least Ren's there to help you.

By the time Ren finishes cooking and you two start eating, you'd finally be able to just have a nice conversation with your beloved for once. It felt quite nice to have quality time with loved ones, especially with the man you loved oh so dearly. When one of you would ramble about stuff, the other would just simply listen happily.

When the two of you were done eating, you two cleaned up everything and agreed to go straight to bed. Why? For cuddles of course! Ren's cuddles and hugs were just always the best really, they always made you safe and warm. Plus, his forehead kisses would just absolutely make you melt.

So when the two of you got in bed, Ren did not hesitate to pull you close and start cuddling you. He'd be peppering your face with kisses, he just missed you so much. You had to gently push him away to stop him before you practically turn into a puddle, Ren would just laugh about it for a while before continuing to cuddle you in silence.

At some point, Ren would break the silence as he had something to say to you

"You know, I don't say this often but.. I'm really proud of you, sweetie. You've dove a great job." Ren whispered to you, giving your cheek a kiss before laying his chin ontop of your head. You had paused for a moment, a sense of warmness and comfort came to you as you heard the words 'I'm really proud of you'. You were certainly not used to having people say those kinds of stuff, it almost made you cry a bit(ignore this part if you don't cry when it comes to moments like these.). Ren had to wipe the tears away from your eyes to prevent you from crying, now who would want their sweet love to be crying?

Ren would add in a little joke just to make you smile before you drifted off to sleep, and eventually, him falling asleep aswell. The two of you in each other's arms, sleeping peacefully with a smile on your guys' faces as you finally got the rest you really needed..

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Waowwww!!! You got to the end! Congrats! So uh- yes I disappeared for more than a week and I apologize sincerely, but I'm back now!!! It's literally like 11 pm for me and I forgot to post this yesterday so uhh yeah !!

I don't have much to say aside from the thing I always say which is...

Always take care of yourself mate!! Go eat, go sleep, go take a shower and be yourself! Love you guys sm /p

Have a good day/evening!

#dusk/diane chatting #dusk/diane updates #dusk/diane writes #dusk/diane request #dusk/diane asks #x reader #oneshot #x reader oneshot #hermitcraft x reader #mcyt x reader #rendog x gn!reader #rendog x reader #rendog #i love rendog whatttt #☁️ anon #xreader #im so tired #Gn!reader #11 pm time to go eep #lowk got off track a bit..

[my-usernames-posts]

You cheer from up close Nishinoya during a match headcanon

Nishinoya X reader

Warnings : none (oh, but I didn't proofread)

It was *that* match against Inarizaki & you knew you had to go down near Yachi & Kiyoko. Nishinoya was surely feeling pressured from being targeted for the first time.

You made your way down to where Yachi was. "Nishinoya Yuū!! Remember when you were scared to ask me out? How did you do it??" Nishinoya turned around. "I did it scared!" Escaped his lips. "Exactly! If the ball scares you then it hit it being scared!" Nishinoya looked at his teammates. "Grandfather was right! If I'm still scared then I ask for help. But sometimes I can do it myself being scared!!"

You smiled at him & he smiled back. "Remember how you fumbled & beat around the bush & asked with your face half looking down? You were scared but you still asked me. I said yes because you asked!!"

"You'd never say yes if I didn't ask! There is no hope if I don't move but little hope if I do! I LOVE YOU Y/N!" "I LOVE YOU TOO!!"

"Thank you for coming" Yachi smiled at you. "This will probably come on national television & I'll have to introduce him to my parents before we graduate high school but oh well." Nishinoya who was approaching you for a quick good luck kiss winked at you both saying "That's my girlfriend <3" You sent a flying kiss & started going back up saying "I'll see you later when you win the match :)"

"Looks like Karasuno's libero got the best motivation ever!" "We forget the players are still high school kids, ah young love!" The commentators added.

*time skip*

You went down to help Kiyoko & Yachi after the match was over. Nishinoya was making way towards the bench to sleep when he saw you. And he flopped into your arms while trying to hug you & greet you. "Sleepy baby" you giggled & kissed his temple as his eyes were drooping.

Sugawara saw you & giggled before helping you support his weight. Both of you dragged noya to the bench & you put his head in your lap as he drifted off to sleep.

You always carried a small blanket to matches knowing your boyfriend was a sleepyhead. This time too, you pulled it out & covered him & stroked his head. "You've done well love. I'm proud of you." You whispered into his ear.

*later that night*

The match highlights were on. Asahi & Sugawara were cringing at themselves. Hinata was all excited. Kageyama & Tsukishima groaned when Nishinoya came on screen. Of course they had to broadcast that scene of you trying to encourage your own boyfriend. It was a clip of you both conversing but the "I love you's" were the only audible dialogue luckily.

Later that night you were with Nishinoya for a bit before bedtime. "Thank you today Y/N... I should be a better boyfriend by not getting flustered when you are in the stands..." "I know, noya. You're worried people will blame me for distracting you if the team loses, right?" "People judge harshly, Y/N. I don't want you to be blamed for our mistakes." "I couldn't care less what people say & I don't bother if you win or lose. I just like it when your happy. And you're happy playing on the court." Both of you were holding hands but Nishinoya removed his.

You moved closer making your lips touch to initiate a kiss. It was very sweet & gentle. Your hands in his fluffy hair. His hands on your shoulders. You heard a slight sound so you pulled back. Normally Nishinoya wouldn't care of someone saw you both making out even, but he didn't want to do anything today. Especially with 2 teachers in the house.

You tucked him in bed, saying "Sleep tight Noya. You've worked hard all day." "Come to see us even tomorrow Y/N, love." "I will. Good night now <3" "Aren't you forgetting something??" "I was about to give your good night kiss omg you're such a baby!" "Yes I am. But YOUR baby!" He winked

"You better win many matches before heading home, because you'll have to meet my parents after we got exposed on TV"you laughed before kissing his forehead & nose & walking back to your room.

#nishinoya headcanons #haikyuu nishinoya #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu anime #haikyū!! #anime #nishinoya x y/n #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya yū #Nishinoya fanfiction

[observethatbelly]

I want you to sit down. Come on! Take a seat.

Now, I've heard you haven't been eating properly today is that true?

Oh nononon! We can't have that! I have something small for you over here. It's my usual order from Macdonald's for piggies who misbehave! 10 cheeseburgers, 3 large fries and a milkshake. You had lunch? Well... That doesn't matter. It has already been two hours you must be starving!

Now, how about you start with one cheeseburger. That's my good little feedee! Eat up! You know you love it! One bite after another going down into that wonderful fat belly of yours to be turned into more and more fat.

Second cheeseburger already?? Oh my... You must be starving! That's good. That means there is a lot of space we can fill up together. Bite after bite you feel it going down into your throat. Each of them makings you a bit more hungry.

Third cheeseburger. Crumbs are falling onto your shirt. You are eating and yet you still want more. You want to grow don't you? You want everyone to see how jiggly your love handles are. You want to gain so much weight.

How about we get through the fries hm? Just open your mouth. I'll show handfuls into it so that you don't even have to move your hands. Each handful of the greasy, salty fries are an ambrosia to your growing appetite.

Fourth cheeseburger. Your on a roll my beloved! Well. You're made of rolls if you pardon the pun. Let me help you put another one in. The cheese taste of meat and sweet buns are filling up the fast growing belly. But it's not even looking full yet!

Fifth. Open your mouth! That's a good piggy! Let me sit on your lap. I'll rub your beautiful body while you can just chow down on those burgers.

Sixth. Your belly, cover in fat and crumbs is looking a bit bulging out! That's good! But not good enough. I want you to indulge in the fantasy of someone loving the way you look. The way your curvy body melts into the chair. Kissing you on your neck, chest and that gorgeous fat belly.

Time for more fries! Handful after handful of pure grease are being shoved up your mouth. Don't you love it? When someone want you to relax and enjoy the feeling of a full stomach?

But you can't be full yet! The seventh cheese is on its way! Your belly flopped onto your thick thighs is pressing against the tight shirt you have on. It is looking quite full now.

Eight. As I take another one out of the bag and unwrap it, you start complaining. What is it? You are full now? Nooo that can't be. I still have many left and we can't let them go to waste! Besides, I love it when you push the limits. So open your mouth! That's a good piggy!!! I'm so proud of you for eating so much!

Now, ninth one! Your fat belly is looking fattest it's ever looked. But I bet we can continue. The ninth burger will fit nicely onto your growing body. Just a bit more fat on top of those fat buns. I love your body so much!

Fries time! Let's see. Can I dump the entire pack directly into your mouth? Only the best feedee would be able to do that... What's that? You want to try? Well of course! So open your mouth aaand! There you go! Slowly! Slowly! We don't want you to choke on these! Only a half left! You're doing such a wonderful job! Eating all this food! I want it all to melt down into fat and pile onto your soft belly. The entire package! Good job! You're my special little piggy!

But I have more for you! The last cheeseburger! Hmm yes! Take a bite! You can do it! One last burger to stuff your belly to its maximum capacity! Come on! Let me help you with rubbing your stomach. Ooh! It feels rock hard! But it's still so squishy! Come on! One last bite! There you go!!! Good job!

Now, one more thing. I have this sad large milkshake. Why sad? It would love to be drunk so that it doesn't go bad... You will drink it! That's the attitude! Go on! Chug that milkshake! Let its heavy creamy flow fill you up to the brim! Every time you swallow, your belly is expanding just a little bit more. It's so big now! I can hardly see over it! But you're still drinking that sweet milkshake. Growing and growing and growing your fat, your Belly your thighs and ass with every single swallow. Now there's just a little bit left. Come on! One more time! That's it! You've done it! Great.

Now that's done, I'll go check on the first dinner I'm making. Already? Yes! We can't you go hungry! Once it's done, I'll then feed you the entire brisket. And you'll it on your own.

#feedee encouragement #feedee belly #fat belly #feedee feeder #stuffing belly

[flugion]

Hello hello! Please only write if you've finished your tests (hope you did well! If it hasn't happened, good luck again!) Can you write domestic lives as a family hcs for Kuon, Gagamaru, Chigiri and any other characters you want?

Hey Hey! I have finished up my tests and due to a snowstorm, I will be at home. Hope you enjoy these tho!

Kuon, Gagamaru and Chigiri domestic lives headcanons!

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Kuon

With Home life, he does relax much more then anywhere else.

With his family, he loves to just sit on the couch and watch a movie with them

I also feel like somehow his kids are complete opposites to him sometimes. Especially if he had a son

He thinks his son get most of his traits from his S/O

His daughter though would be a most often then not, on the same page as him

If not doing any soccer, I feel as if he would work still something that involves physical work

Kuon would often come home tired, and flop on the couch only to get jumped on by his kids

You would probably have to tell the kids to calm down a bit before Kuon gets dragged away to play. He wouldn't mind either way

Rather if his S/O was a stay at home parent or not, he wouldn't mind.

Him and his S/O would take turns bringing their kids to school

He also likes to cook dinner for his family, even when he's a bit tired

Also has that loud-ass dad snore

Keeps his kid's imagination alive during the holidays rather it be leaving boot tracks around the house during christmas or act as the tooth fairy.

WILL DRESS UP AS A PRINCESS WITH HIS DAUGHTER

Now time for a little tad bit of angst

Kuon had come home rather late that night. He didn't mean to but he had to stay overtime as they were short-staffed at the time. He figured the kids were already in bed, fast asleep. The thought of missing out on his kids more and more does make him upset. The thought plagued him for a bit while he sat in the dark in the living room. He hadn't even heard his S/O walking to the living room. Kuon jumped a it as the light turned one.

"Ah!.. Oh, it's just you sweetie. What are you doing up?" Kuon would ask while you walked over and sat next to him. "You think I wouldn't hear the front door? But..I feel like you're upset. Am I right?" Your question made Kuon chuckle a bit. "You always tell so fast..but yes, I am a bit upset. Mainly cause I've been working more. I've been tired, aching a bit and I just feel like if this keeps up I'm gonna miss out on being with the kids..that's all" That was a quick confession. It made you place a small kiss on his cheek. "Oh, hon, you need a break. Maybe at some point, you can take off and just spend time with the kids on the weekend? I know it may be hard cause of the short staffing but it's worth a shot." You suggested while Kuon just sighed before leaning on you. "Yeah..I'll see what I can do but for now, I'll just relax when I can.." it didn't take long for him to doze off and sleep right there. Guess you slept on the couch last night with him.

Chigiri

To be fair, he never would have thought a family like this. Let alone with kids as well.

He just thought he would commit his life to soccer but here he was, playing tag with his S/O and kids.

Does work but not as much as his S/O. He's proud of them for being the breadwinner of the house.

You both are mostly working while the kids are at school. All your schedules are about the same. You only work a couple of hours more than him.

You've sometimes come home to see his hair done and makeup. You can immediately tell the kids just love giving him makeovers

You and Chigiri get makeovers often from the kids. Yes sometimes either of you forget about the makeout and go out with it still on

Time for some wholesome stuff

You and Chigiri had washed the makeup off your faces. You couldn't help but notice that your husband had been acting happier than usual, not that you were complaining of course. "Someone seems happy..any reason?" You questioned.

Chigiri just chuckled a bit before letting out a light sigh. "I'm just happy to..be with you and be able to do these things. You just never really see these things happening, y'know?" This was a confession that just had you giggling a bit. "What's so funny, hm?" Chigiri teased. "Oh, just you being sweet!"

Before the talking could continue, your kids had dragged both of you two away to continue playing. Mainly playing princesses and tea parties. After a while, you put the kids to bed and decided to relax in your shared bed with Chigiri in your room. He was already changed, laying in bed with a book in hand. You changed and lay next to him. "You wanna read me a bedtime story too?" You asked, teasing him a bit. Before you knew it, he was reading his book out loud. Yes, you did fall asleep to this.

Gagamaru

To say the least, he was also very happy to be a part of this family. It was like a personal dream of his

He's a full-time, stay-at-home dad. He loves taking care of the place and kids while you work.

Of course this is something you both agreed on doing

The way you come home and just have your kids hug you when you get home makes Gagamaru melt. He just thinks he's so lucky!

Ngl, you find it pretty cute when he's dressed up in some cleaning uniform

You have no idea why but it just happens

Would probably find himself also liking you dressed all formal for work

Surprisingly see the whole malewife with him for some odd reason

I just do, im sorry

Now time for some fluffy

You just got home from work to see your kids playing on the front lawn with your husband. It didn't take long though for the kids to run up to you and hug your legs. "Yes, I'm happy to see you two as well" you laughed while Gagamaru walked up to you. "And I missed you as well," you said placing a kiss on his cheek earning a small "eeew" from your kids before letting go and running off to continue playing.

"Long day?" He asked before you sighed. "A bit but it's nice to be home. Can't wait to sleep I tell you" You stated before Gagamaru walked with you to the front door. "Well, you get relaxed a bit and I'll go get the kids ready for dinner, ok?"

You nodded before heading inside and to your room. It's almost surprising how much you both have changed. I bet if Gagamaru met his younger self it would be a bit shocking. Either way, you loved him for him and that's all that matters. To say the least, he basically thinks the same way.

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Hhhh- I hope this is what you meant by the request! Now I will have some lunch cause I skipped it by accident

#blue lock #bllk kuon #blue lock headcanons #bllk gagamaru #bllk chigiri

[regalityandcoffee]

Sitting, Waiting (NXT GM William Regal x Reader)

Summary: The much anticipated sequel to Sitting Target that only me and @katerinapaige wanted edhekskskddj. Your match with Io goes much better than expected, and the General Manager would like to see you in his office about it, and tries to encourage you to cash in on that favor he owes you...

Also everyone say thank you to @kayfabebabe because this wouldn't have gotten anywhere without him sjsnsjwjeh

Warnings: None, just more tension, and this round is also a bit more...suggestive.

Enjoy <3

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In all honesty, you had fully expected to lose to Io. And you did. You weren't upset. You were tired, exhausted even as you limped back up the ramp, holding your ribs, but not upset. In fact, you were kind of proud. You had lasted way longer than you expected, got in a few near falls, and even a "This is awesome!" chant from the crowd and cheers once the bell rang, even as Io stood over you, victorious.

Still, you watched as she got on the turnbuckle. Title around her waist. It glittered and shined in the arena lights, almost like a beacon. Like some kind of…reminder. You shook the thought from your head when she caught your gaze as you were almost to the gorilla. She was still intimidating, even with smudged eyeliner and glittery eyeshadow around her eyes. Eyes that didn't seem to look at you with smugness but with… respect.

She pointed to you and gave you a nod as you backed into the entrance way. Unsure of what to do, you gave a goofy two-fingered salute before getting the hell out of there.

"Y/N!" An arm was tossed around your shoulder as soon as you were in the back hallway, catching you by surprise.

"Shit, not so rough, Shotzi!"

"Sorry…" she let go, pulling you close with an arm around the waist instead as she helped you to the locker room,"That match fucked though, that spear…I thought you really had her…"

"Yeah…"

"So when's the rematch?"

"The what?" You turned your (still aching) neck at her quickly.

"The rematch? Don't you want another shot at her again?" She asked as she opened the locker room door. "Beat her… maybe get a shot at that title…"

"Uh," You waved over to Mia and Tegan as you came in as you thought about it. Did you? Cheers and a tiny show of respect for aside, you barely made it out of that match with your shoulder still in its socket. Still…it was a good match. You had fun, the adrenaline still ran through your veins from it. You walked over to your locker and picked up your bag."I'll think about-"

"Y/N!"

Son of a bitch! You stared as Io sauntered into the locker room, walking past and ignoring everyone in the room until she was close to you. A coat of sweat still showed on her forehead. She wiped it away and moved her hair from in front of her eyes, her dark, intimidating (and stunning, if you had to admit it) irises visible once again as she scowled at you.

"You did…decent."

"...Thanks?" You watched as she flopped down on a bench, taking a bottle out of her duffle to sip from.

"Best match I had in weeks."

Really? "Oh… uh…"

"You and me, again, next week?"

"Another match?"

"Another match, next week."

What?! "Oh…but-"

"No! No no no no no, fuck that!" someone pushed past you, making you stumble a bit into Shotzi. You looked up, fighting back the urge to sigh or roll your eyes. Luckily Io did it for you as she stood up to look at the much taller woman.

"Raquel…"

"What has she done to earn a shot when Kota and I have been busting our asses for weeks?" She demanded, hands on her hips. She shot you a glare and you immediately looked down to the floor.

Win matches without cheating, for one. You thought to yourself as your grip tightened on the handle of your bag. You wanted, just once, to get in her face. Who did she think she was, playing bodyguard to Dakota for months, and now being so dismissive of you? Still…she was strong as hell, and somewhat terrifying. After that match, you just didn't have the strength in you for it.

More people looked on at the confrontation in front of them. Which maybe gave you a distraction…if you could just scoot past them you could escape and let them sort things out on their own….

A space opened up as Io stood on top of the bench to be at eye level with her. She stared for a bit, until her lips curled into a smirk. "You want a shot? You have to earn it. What have you done to even earn the chance to lick my boots?"

"Excuse me?"

Yeah, it was time to go. "Uh, Shotzi? I'll call you later, alright?" You patted her arm and slung your bag over your good shoulder.

"Oh- uh, yeah! We still on for tonight? Ice cream and bad tv?" She asked, tilting her head. You ignored the concern in her eye and just nodded.

"Yeah," you tried to slip past the two women still arguing, squeaking when someone grabbed the back of your ring gear. Io, still standing on the bench, was looking right at you. Her face was so close the tip of her nose almost bumped into yours.

"I mean it, Y/N. Show up."

"O-okay, yeah." You looked up. Either it was from the match you just had, embarrassment, or something else, your face felt hot as she let you go and turned back to the tall women in front of her. You walked out quickly door cutting off Raquel's voice.

A much-needed gust of cool air hit your face as you once again entered the hallway. You sighed as your made your way down. You were tired, frazzled, and most of all sweaty as hell, but at least you could take care of all of that once you got home.

Your thoughts drifted to a warm bubble bath. You were so distracted you brushed shoulders with someone, snapping you out of your fantasy.

"Oh, pardon me- Miss Y/N?"

Shit. You backed up a bit. Standing in front of you, sliding his phone back into the pocket of his neatly ironed slacks was none other than your boss, William Regal.

So much for getting out of here without trouble.

"Mr. Regal, I'm sorry, I was just leaving." You walked past him, only for his words to stop you in your tracks.

"I know, but I was hoping to run into you, actually." His voice, soft yet husky, grew closer as he stepped beside you. Great, just great. You gave him a look out of the corner of your eye To make matters worse, he looked exceptionally nice. tonight. His gold and grey hair was done up in that usual sleek and handsome way, a few strands hanging in front of his eyes. His broad- and gods, was he broad- frame clothed in an all black suit, sans the blood-red dress shirt he wore under his waistcoat.

And damn it, had he always been that tall? It wasn't often you had any reason to stand side by side with the man, and with him being right next to you, you really had to look up. And yet you refused to, looking at his shoulder instead to avoid those piercing eyes of his.

"About what, Sir?" You asked, silently praying it wasn’t about what you thought it was.

"About a few things actually. That match of yours tonight, for one. I was watching from my office. Fantastic work as usual, Y/N."

"Thank you, Sir," you mumbled, still not looking at him. You scratched the back of your leg with your other foot, trying to keep your balance.

"Actually, I haven't seen a lot of you at all since last week."

"Yeah, I've been kind of busy…" …panicking and dodging him as best as you could.

"Training and getting your head straight for that match, I'm sure?" He inquired. His hands were behind his back now as he watched you. Scanning your face.

"Yes."

"I don't doubt it. Still…" he leaned in, his mint-scented breath tickling the hairs on the back of your neck. Would you care to join me in my office? I promise it won't take long, it's just the matters I want to discuss with you might be a bit… too personal to discuss in the hallway."

Fuck. "S-sure…"

"Excellent. Would you like to lead the way, Miss?"

"Uh, sure." You walked ahead of him, suddenly realizing you had never actually been in his office, just passing by it on the way to other places. Avoiding it like a delinquent avoids the Principal’s office.

"Would you like me to take your bag for you, dear? Your shoulder seemed to be bothering you a bit after your spar with Io."

"No, it's the other one. This one is fine…I'm okay, Sir."

You quickened your pace a bit. The feeling of his eyes on you wasn't exactly unsettling, but your nerves were shot enough as it was, and it certainly wasn't helping anything. Faster than you had hoped, you found yourself in front of Regal's office. Before you knew it, Regal was holding open the office door. "Ladies first."

Here is where you hesitated. The look on your face must have shown your worry. He let out a small laugh.

"You don't have to go in if you don't want to, dear. You always have a choice."

You nodded, looking down the hall to make sure no one was looking, before slowly stepping into the office. It looked just how it did as you saw in backstage segments on nights where you weren't scheduled, so you just watched from home. Simple, professional, nice art on the walls…and currently lit pretty dim. You swallowed as he closed the door behind him, watching as he walked past you to sit down at his desk.

He pulled his chair up, and motioned for you to sit down. You sat down in the chair in front of his desk and place your bag next to you,hands in your lap, feeling the material of the computer chair on the back of your thighs through the torn fabric of your tights. Geeze, maybe you picked the wrong night to wear a singlet…

"Firstly, dear," Regal sighed as he shuffled some papers around, "I'd like to apologize for my…behavior after you took me home last week. Though you kept a cool head it hit me the moment I stepped into the house that I still might have made you uncomfortable, regardless of what you said."

You looked up. There wasn't a speck of insincerity in his voice, or on his face. "No, it was…it was fine. I'm alright, Sir."

"I doubt that, love. If you were, I think we would have bumped into each other by now, especially to sort out that…offer I gave you."

The favor, fuck. He was serious about that? Of course he was serious. Why did you spend a week agonizing over it just to come to the conclusion he was joking? "I…I'm still mulling it over, Mr. Regal. I haven't come to a decision yet. Is there…is there a deadline on it?"

"Does the offer have an expiration date, you mean?"

You nodded, shuffling in your seat.

He thought about it, humming to himself as he picked up a pencil to examine it. "No, I don't believe that it does. You can completely reject the offer, and then we can forget about it, until one of us slips up and ends up owing the other again, but no, the offer never expires."

"Why not?" Slips up? What did he mean by that?

"Why would it?"

Stop speaking in riddles! You stuck a finger through the hole in the knee of your fishnets, tugging them a bit instead of looking at him. "Because…I don't know…it wasn't a big deal…"

"To me it was, dear. I don't take favors lightly. I pride myself in being a man of my word. Plus… I've been thinking about the way you behaved in the car, and how you fared against Miss Shirai. About your…anxiousness and reluctance to accept compliments."

"It's not a new thing, Sir. I've been like this for years." You were surprised even at yourself for letting the words slip out.

"Years…"

"Yeah." So if you're looking to fix it, good luck. You took this as your opportunity to change the subject. "Raquel wants- well I guess her or Dakota wants at Io next."

"Oh? And how did you learn about this?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

You thought back to the locker room, how the taller woman pushed ahead of you, and how you just gave up and retreated. "She told her. Io said she wants another match against me, but Raquel got in front of me and told her she or Dakota should be next." You tugged at your tights a bit harder, making the hole even bigger than before. If the man in front of you had heard the tearing noise, he was doing a good job of pretending not to.

Instead, he himself seemed to be fidgeting as well, you watched as he rolled the pencil between his palms, biting the inside of his mouth, making his lips purse just a bit. You focused more on them than you'd care to admit. Had he always had that scar on his upper lip? "I'm assuming this just happened a few moments earlier. And what did you say to Miss Gonzalez about that?"

"Nothing," you answered, snapping yourself out of your trance.

"Nothing?" Predictably, he didn't sound at all surprised. Yet he didn't sound disappointed either, so that was something.

"Yeah."

"Why not, dear? After all, Io went out of her way to make a match against you, and now she wants another? Maybe you should have told Miss Gonzalez to wait her turn."

Now it was your turn to raise your eyebrows. That was…blunt. "It…didn't occur to me. I mean it did but- I'm kind of tired, and she and Io started getting into it, and I didn't feel like jumping in, so I just…left."

Like a coward. The more you thought about it the angrier you were at yourself. Maybe you should have tried. You could have said something, anything. But you just clammed up. Like you almost always did.

"That's understandable. But… you do plan to face Io again, don't you?" he asked.

"I…don't think I have a choice. She said to show up next week…"

"You always have a choice, Y/N." Regal sighed again. He sounded restless, and you lowered your eyes back down to your lap as he stood up. "You could just tell her no, not show up…ask for more time…”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Sir.” You weren’t exactly sure what was a good idea at this point, but pissing off Io Shirai probably wasn’t one of them. You watched as he walked past you, moving to smooth down a poster on the back of his office door.

"Hmmm, are you afraid of upsetting Miss Shirai?”

“I guess.” you shrugged, feeling one of the straps of your singlet slip down. You made no effort to pull it up, shoulder aching too much to be bothered.

"Hm. I guess we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Thank you for the notice, I'll make sure to keep them in mind. Now, back to your match. How do you think you fared tonight, dear?"

"It wa- it went better than I thought it would."

"Countering one of her top rope moves into a DDT, that was very… innovative."

You shook your head. That last second, hair-brained idea was the reason your shoulder hurt like hell now. "It was reckless, I barely got back up from it. It was such a stupid idea."

"Dear Y/N, " Regal tutted, "Haven't we talked about being afraid of taking risks? That was one of them, and it almost payed off. Though I saw that may have been affecting your ability to lock in that armbar?"

"Yeah, didn't do too good on that stretch-muffler either, like that would have actually gotten her down…"

"She’s a phenomenal competitor, Miss Y/N, and there is nothing wrong with losing to another phenomenal competitor. If you're looking for a to talk down at yourself for losing, then you have no need to."

You nodded.

"Besides, almost everything leaves room for improvement. You did well. Plus, consider this and your possible next bout with her as practice for your title match that's certainly in the near future."

You blinked. "T-title match? But Raquel- and Dakota-"

"-are also great competitors, but ultimately I can only see thing ending with you facing Io for the championship…possibly at the next pay per view."

Takeover 30… was he out of his mind?

"Sir…that's not- I don't think that's a good idea."

"Oh? And why is that, dear?"

Well, for one thing that was barely a month away. He, better than anyone, should know how much chaos could happen in a month. So many other women in the locker room, most here longer than you clambering for a title shot…how pissed would they all be to see you pushed forward? The target on your back would be huge. So much for keeping a low profile and out of trouble. Besides…

"I just don't think I'm ready for that, Sir."

"Still?" You heard he walked behind you, watching the floor as his shadow loomed over you. His hands were now on the back of your chair. You swallowed and thought about your next words.

"Yes."

"After all you've accomplished, after even being sought for by the Women’s Champion herself, you still don't think you’re ready for that?"

"I…thank you for being so encouraging, but it- I don't-" you sighed, tugging at your tights again as you struggled to find the words.

"Take your time, flower," he said gently behind you. Flower? You shook your head, pushing back thoughts of how nice his voice was, so low and close in your ear.

"I don't think I'm ready…to be in that kind of light. Not until- not until I- I don't really know why, Sir. I just don't feel like I am!"

You paused, the air in the room felt dense.

“That’s- that’s completely valid, Miss Y/N. Only you know when you’re ready for anything.” Rgeal nodded as he moved a bit more to your side.

"I'm sorry if I raised my voice." You murmured.

"That's alright. I don't mind it when you do." He paused, letting go of the back of your chair. "I just mean that it's always nice to hear you speak your mind. You don’t seem to do it often." He stepped fully to your side now, and offered out his hand. You took it, almost immediately, and he helped you to your feet.

You had to steady yourself, damn near falling against his chest You should have expected for him to be that strong, and yet you didn't. Years of ferocity seemed had been tamed and restrained by a steadied temper and the well-put together guise of fine tailored suits. You wondered, for just a moment, how many others have forgotten what he was (and still was) capable of, and how many went on to regret it.

"Do you have a jacket dear? It may still be Summer but there is a bit of a chill outside…"

"Uh, yeah…" you reached down -an embarrassingly large part of you wondering he was watching behind you as you did- and unzipped your bag, pulling out your jacket.

You pulled your arms through your sleeves, and, to your surprise, the man reached forward to gently tug up the strap of your singlet, then took the zipper of tour hoodiein his hands. You let your arms fall to your sides and watched as he zipped it up.

"Hold still, that's it dear…" his hands traveled to tugging up the zipper inch by inch. In no way was it in your imagination how he slowed down as he pulled the zipper over your chest, how his eyes seemed to linger in that area before finally reaching the end of the zipper, just below your chin. His gaze moved up to lock eyes with you. "There we go."

"Thank you, Sir."

And all of a sudden, you were stuck. You couldn't pull yourself from his eyes. Staring at you with a look as warm as fire and eyes the color of ice. You noticed everything about them now, the length of his lashes, the pretty worry lines around them, the scar on the lid of his left one.

The way his pupils seem to dilate when you called him "Sir".

"Y/N, do you know what an affirmation is?"

"Yes…"

"Would you like to do a small exercise with me before you go?"

"Is this apart of the- the 'offer'?"

"Yes."

"...Yes. Okay."

Your mind seemed to shut off as he gently tilted your chin up with two fingers, eyes still at level with his. "Repeat after me: I am worthy of praise and recognition.''

"I…I am w-worthy of…"

"That's it, take your time, dear."

You took a deep breath before whispering, "I am worthy of praise and recognition."

"A bit louder for me dear."

You struggled for a moment before raising your voice to repeat the phrase.

"One more time, with this added addition: I am worthy of praise and recognition, I will not shame myself into believing otherwise."

"I am worthy of praise and recognition, I will not shame myself into believing otherwise."

"Atta girl." He nodded, moving his hand away. He reached down and picked up your bag, handing it to you before going to the door and opening it. "I hope you'll consider what we talked about tonight, and practice that phrase as soon as you're home. And one more thing, Miss Y/N?"

"Yes?"

"You seemed very… unsettled at the results of those maneuvers you performed tonight. I'm training a class this Friday around ten am in the Performance Center, but I always come in around eight. If you'd like to come in that early I'd be more than happy to help you. Or…" he trailed oof, his voice lowering.

Or? You stepped closer to hear him.

"..if you'd like to come back to my home, later that evening, we'd have more time to work on things. I'm sure you remember the way there."

"Oh… uh… I'll have to…I'll have to get back to you on that, Sir."

"I understand."

Eyes lowered back to the floor, you slowly entered the hallway.

"Have a safe evening, dear. Oh, and Y/N? One last note?"

"Yes, Sir?" You said without looking behind you.

"Just "William" when we're in private will do."

"Yes, Sir."

You listened for the door to close behind you, and once it did, you made your way down the hallway. So now you had yet another thing to sort out, a new decision to make. One he probably already knew the answer to.

But that could be saved for a little later. You had more immediate matters to take care of. Like your upcoming headache, getting home without incident, and quite possibly the growing, distracting feeling between your legs…

-fin-

#william regal #william regal x reader #nxt gm era #i like to call this little number: William being slutty in the most complicated way imaginable djakskskwksi

[petitmonde]

I have a s12/14 ask…. And it’s totally okay if you say no but could you do Gigi waking up from a nightmare and bosco consoling her? Idk why but I feel like I need that in my life💋

Late night comfort

Bosco was startled awake at Gigi's growing pleas. Her face contorted into a grimace of pain and fear. She was gripping the sheets. "No, please don't…" Gigi's voice haunted them. It sounded so real, as if someone was hurting her.

Bosco hated Gigi's nightmares. They had only seemed to have gotten worse over the past few months. They hated how helpless it made them feel. All they could do was to be there for their girlfriend, to help her through it the best they could.

Bosco put their hand on Gigi's shoulder to shake her awake. "Geeg, shhh, it's just a dream. I'm here." They were gentle, but firm in their movements. Gigi stilled as her eyes flitted open. "Hey." Bosco's voice was gentle.

Gigi sobbed into Bosco, the dream had felt so real. Bosco soothed her through the worst sobs, waiting for her to calm down enough to talk. Bosco kept whispering sweet nothings into her ear, reassuring her that they were there for her. Gigi's breaths calmed down, her sobs turning mute.

"You probably don't want to talk about it." Bosco could feel Gigi shake her head against their chest. "Thought so. Want to play riddles?"

"Not really." Gigi's voice was hoarse from all the crying. To Bosco's relief, her breathing had evened out.

"Which one is bigger: a preschool, a middle schooler or an adult?"

"An adult, obviously. Do you take me as someone that's dumb?"

"Bzzzt, wrong! A preschool is a building. That's obviously bigger than an adult." Bosco felt proud of their bait and switch. At least, it seemed to have worked on distracting Gigi from what bothered her. "I don't know many building sized humans, do you?"

"I hate you." Gigi groaned, flopping off to her side of the bed. The blanket that had been engulfing the two of them fell on the floor, leaving Gigi's midriff fully exposed.

"Bzzzt, also wrong. You love me." To prove their point, Bosco kissed her nose tip. Gigi giggled at the brush of air against her face.

"No, I really do." Gigi stuck out her tongue to surprise Bosco, who pulled back.

Bosco still hovered over Gigi, with a mischievous grin that only grew larger when they saw realisation dawn on Gigi's face.

"Don't. You. Dare." Gigi warned, however it was too late.

Bosco's hands were over her, tickling her exposed stomach to a response of loud shrills Bosco could swear only kids were able to make. "You've just been visited by the tickle monster." They continued their onslaught on Gigi's body, tickling her under her arms and moving away when her arms came down to remove theirs.

"Bosco!" Gigi's involuntary laughs didn't cease for a moment during their onslaught. "This is childish, stop it."

"Not until you give." Bosco paused for a short moment to hear the sweet words of defeat.

"Never!"

"Suit yourself." Bosco was right back at it, this time varying her attacks by blowing air onto Gigi's skin. The wet air gave Gigi a new sensation of torture, making her squirm even more than before.

"I give, I give." Gigi let Bosco have this victory. The two of them laid next to eachother as they caught their breaths. Bosco put their hand on Gigi's face to cradle it. A wave of gratefulness washed over Gigi. What Bosco had done might have been annoying, but it did work in the end."Thanks."

"Anytime. Do you want anything hot to drink?"

"Some tea would be nice."

"Sure, I'll get it for you." Bosco closed the distance between them, kissing Gigi sweetly before sliding off the bed. "Would you like to come with?"

"I'd love to."

#goodesco #gigi goode #bosco #rpdr fanfiction #hurt/comfort

[chrysanthemumpink]

It's crazy but I've been watching Sister Wives and I've learned so much. I can't even begin to describe how much this show has helped me leave him. I've only watched the last 2 seasons and thats all I needed.

So this guy has 4 wives, 17 kids, and is a polygamist. Thoughts on polygamy and polyamary wasn't what got me. Whay got me was that this guy is actually a terrible husband. One guy, terrible to all 4 women and it felt like watching my own relationship issues from 4 different perspectives. In the end, one wife leaves him and its hard for her. Another wife leaves and it was easy emotionally, but before then, she tried so hard...not b\c she wanted him but b/c she felt trapped by finances, money, and her children's relationship with their father. Another one tried to leave too but it fell through. She felt humiliated and tried to win him back. She got scared and went back to what she thought was familiar and safe. And she's been trying for years. The husband is too proud to officially divorce but he has treated her coldly ever since. It's kind of pathetic. She's begging this man to love her again for reasons I don't understand but cant deny that I've been there before. The man is too much of a coward to say no.

And I'll start with the coward part, that's the last thing I said to him. I wanted for months to end things but there were so many excuses why he couldn't see me. I had to just text him. To be honest, we've broken up through text about 4 times. Not uncommon for us, but he took 4 days to respond to anything. There was something about maybe we can be friends or maybe in the future when "we are both in a better place." And my knee jerk reaction was "what the fuck?!" There was genuine anger. I've had this sense of anger for a while now but couldnt put it into words. Its hard to describe being angry at someone who is trying to salvage something. But one of the wives said something.

"You don't love me. Why won't you let me go."

And oh my God. Yes. That's what bothered me and what kept this relationship flip and flop for 4 years. I do think that there was love somewhere but he was too afraid to figure out what happened to that love or even admit that it was gone. Like no?? There is no future or doors left open. So I told him that he was a coward. Too afraid of losing me but also too afraid to admit it isn't working.

I will admit he was hard seeing him date someone else. It was even harder when I realized she was 22 and still in college. He's 34 in February. And that was just strange. I didn't think he was someone that would do that. It really made me wonder who it was I was actually dating. We broke up and it's like the person I knew doesn't exist anymore. Maybe I'm just jealous of a younger woman but I'm 27. I remember being 22, and dating someone like him is not something that would have ended well. Heck, I was 22 when I met him but he was 28. The first time we kissed was the day before his 29th birthday. It wasn't weird but you'd think he'd move forward, not backwards or whatever this is. And i find myself actually worried about this girl.

Anyway, I will admit it was hard to stay away. We've broken up before. In app honesty, him dating someone new never stopped us from getting back together. It sounds awful but I'll never forget when we wernt dating but definitely more than friends. And he asked me to hang out with him and his girlfriend because she was new in town and wanted friends. We went to the park and she told me that you said i loved Disney. I dont love Disney, he just inteprets anything animated as "Disney." I explained that and we laughed, two weeks later he said he couldn't stand her and missed laying his head in my lap. I guess I did have a chance to see who he really was.

But everytime I watched Sister Wives I could see myself in them. I knew what I wanted to be and what I didn't want to be. It made me feel less lonely in a way. Like it's possible to get through this. And I could watch how they did it and felt better.

This has gone on for too long. But I moved. Our long distance was supposed to be temporary. When I moved, we were supposed to become stronger and things would be better. We were going to discuss getting more serious, like m word serious. But we didn't make it till then. And now I'm here and I'm so glad he's not a part of this. I got a new phone and there's no pictures of him, no messages, and no desire to even add his number again. Hes gone and I really didn't think I'd get here.

I think he's gone for good now. If anyone reads this and I get back with him, you're allowed to yell at me. I kind of don't know what to do with myself now. I can't even imagine what another relationship would look like for me. That's how disillusioned I am. But I'm also really relieved it's over and that I don't miss him like I used too.

#Leo x Pisces #leo x pisces #sister wives

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you’re enough – ln4

the aftermath of lando’s qualifying session in mexico

genre: comfort, a suggestive mention at the end

pairing: female reader x lando norris

requested: yes! requests are open :)

warnings: uhhh sadness 🤣 and a lil suggestive towards the end

author's note: back at it again with pics that are the exact same vibe as always 😶 anyway. love lando, felt so bad after the last quali but he's such a good boy. <3 im away for handball all weekend so idk how much i'll be able to post (or watch).... have a good day everyone!!

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lando flops down onto the bed with a sigh. you look at him over the book in your hands, watching his tired posture as he pauses for a moment. then, he pulls off his shirt before letting his head crash down onto the pillows. you see from the corner of your eye how he drags a hand through his hair, his gaze pointed straight up in the air, and you reach over to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, squeezing him slightly.

you're about to continue reading, but something feels wrong. the air is thick with tension; it's silent yet so loud. any other day, he would say something, make a joke, tell a funny story, anything. even rip the book out of your hands because he's jealous that it's stealing your attention. but not today.

you insert your bookmark in-between the pages, placing it neatly on the bedside table before turning back to your lover. he hasn't moved an inch, hands resting behind his head as he just stares at the roof.

you've seen him worn out before, and you've been with him through many lows. yet, your heart breaks a little when you see the look of complete exhaustion in his eyes.

he did his best, like he always does. shit happens, life goes up and down, sports are sports. and you know he'll get over it, but it's still so painful to see him like this.

your hand smooths over the skin of his abdomen. "you did what you could," you tell him, an apologetic smile spreading across your lips.

"yeah, but it's still..." he lets out yet another sigh, shaking his head slightly. "not enough."

"but you are enough," you give him a squeeze right above his hip and he shuts his eyes in response. "and you'll go out there tomorrow and perform, just like you always do. it doesn't matter what position you start on, you're always great."

this must be his hundredth sigh of the evening, but you don't blame him. he's under so much pressure these days; all of a sudden having a car capable of competing for podium placements means that every single mistake, his or the team's, can feel devastating. he's always been hard on himself, and you do your best to help him remember how well he is doing, but lando insists that his attitude is what's made him come so far in his career.

you give him a little tap, making him open his eyes again. "tell me i'm right," you order.

he takes a deep breath before obliging. "you're right."

"i always am, aren't i?" it's easy to tell that he isn't really in the mood for jokes, and you don't force him. however, you lean down to press your lips to his forehead and he feels your touch linger for a few moments when you speak again. "you're the best. my favorite boy. i'm so proud of you, always."

"thank you." he isn't usually very expressive when he's like this, so even just those two words are more than enough.

"is there anything i can do for you?" your thumb swipes across the hem of his boxers, dipping just below the edge as you innocently bat your eyes down at him.

and at last, he smiles. that cute little grin that you adore so much is finally plastered on his face again.

his eyes flutter closed as he shakes his head, taking his bottom lip between his teeth like he always does when he doesn't want the smile to grow too big. he gets the hint, and as much as he would love to take you up on your offer, it's not what he wants right now. "come here," he says, one hand landing on your cheek as he looks at you again. he guides you down to his lips, giving you a few quick kisses before his other hand reaches your hip, pulling your body to his.

you adjust to straddle his lap, placing one hand on each side of his head and thinking for a moment. "how about we go one round for every point you score tomorrow, hm?"

"deal."

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[hotdadlicense]

Gif asks 💜 2,4, 5, 9, 16, 27, 32, 34, 41, 47, 49 (i, too, am nosey <3)

hello laura i Love you.

2. what is your least favourite set you’ve made?

well. there is various answers to this one. but overall it's pretty much just most of my early stuff like on my old @ianchaloner blog becos i was a photoshop Baby that did NOT have a clue what they were doing. but like even some of my earlier billy sets and daryl sets are like...........girl that colourings Messy. this billy sets in my activity every now and again and every time i'm like. i need to fix you so bad.

4. a set that flopped but deserved better?

never really got why part 2 of this set got like 500notes but part 1 only got like 50notes?

5. what is your favourite movie/TV show to gif?

i rly liked giffing julie and the phantoms cos the lighting on that show was incredible so the colouring was like. i'm not gonna say easy but also it wasn't a constant battle to get rid of yellows or blues or greens y'know? like if i was writing a report card i'd be like. julie and the phantoms, you were a joy to colour in class <3. tragically netflix axed it after one season so guess i'm never getting that joy again.

9. what/who inspired you to start making gifs?

i don't think it was any one person, i think - like you - i was in a lesser known small fandom and there wasn't a heap of content so i was like. guess i'll try figure this shit out. thanku to all my nick friends for indulging me when my attempts weren't actually that good ily 🥺

16. how long have you been making gifs?

since 2012/2013 i think? wow 10+ years omg

27. have you ever made a set, decided you hated it and deleted it? what was it?

omg probably although i can't remember off the top of my head? i know i've posted a few only to spot the spelling mistake the second i've hit post and had to quickly delete and fix lmao

32. what is your favourite tool/adjustment layer in photoshop?

selective colour, my beloved. blacks and neutrals, my deeper beloved. also i love curves, she's my best friend.

34. a set that took you a long time/was really hard but you’re really proud of how it came out?

this lyric set was my first attempt at the glitch transition and it kicked my ass a bit but i do like how it turned out! also this set was my first attempt at getting the lines around the words(?) effect but the original tutorial i had up was like......not great. so it took hours of trying and retrying and it still wouldn't work so i eventually searched for a new tutorial after like hour 5 and it suddenly worked within line 20 minutes 🙃 ALSO this set from the walking dead took so much configuring to get all the scenes onto one set etc like every afternoon after work i'd get back into it trying to get it all in and i eventually got something that i was okay with posting? it was like the fourth attempt after scrapping the first three attempts and i think all up i made like over 60 gifs 🙃🙃🙃

41. what is your least favourite part about your gif making process?

before u came along and changed my life with avidemux, it was the way that every time i imported video frames to layers, there would ALWAYS be duplicates, so every time i had to go through every frame and layer manually and delete all the double ups, otherwise the gifs would be laggy. but then you DID introduce me to avidemux and now i don't have that problem. i owe u my life and my sanity. now i think the most annoying part is clipping up the parts for the gifs? like i have a billy set in mind for billy week but it requires multiple gifs, and i have started clipping up most scenes and saving them, but i've only really got season two, and the scenes i need are season three. and i'm definitely procrastinating by replying to this instead of doing that cos its like. i just hate clipping up vids and waiting for them to save.

47. any advice for novice gif makers/people who want to start making gifs?

literally just read and try various tutorials and see what feels best! my way of giffing is literally just a mix-matched version of like 10 different tutorials that i've read over the years and sometimes i'm like well obviously i'm doing this wrong since i don't do it the exact way This Tumblr User said to but every time i try and change it always looks worse? also it's not a job and the second it goes from being fun to feeling like a chore??? take a break!!!!!!! literally at the end of the day it's not that important!!! also make sure ur making it for urself and maybe a select few friends!!! cos tumblr interaction these days is very low so like, if ur not making it cos for yourself specifically? u will probably get really discouraged really quickly. literally every set i make these days is just so i can cry in the tags instead of crying in the tags of someone else's post dkljfak

49. how much would you say you’ve improved since you first started giffing?

feel like i've got a much better grasp on colouring also feeling slightly more confident with blending! not a pro by any means but i do put effort in!!!

#msgs <3 #disdaidal #laura tag <3 #thanku laura ily