#hes too hot for ur styling!!! fix it !!!!

[astrow1zar6]

Astro Observations-32

Gemini moons have very unstable opinions and values. They usually change what they believe in based on their social environment. It’s very easy to convince them it’s this and not that if you’re convincing enough. These constant changes can make people confused in what they actually believe in. Very rare they have fixed beliefs about something. They contradict themselves a lot.

Gemini suns if underdeveloped can be big copy cats. I think they do it as a way to fit in so they’re more susceptible to changing their style or mannerisms based off of others they inspire to be like

Aries suns get triggered by everything very easily. If you say something they don’t like or that offends them they can take it from 0-100 real quick. They can be very mean at times but that’s usually their defense mechanism for feeling hurt. They can let wayyy to much things get to them they should learn to not take things so personally even if they are offended (this goes for Aries moon as well!!!) Controlling their reactions to how they deal with bs can help their mental peace a lot. When they learn not everything needs a reaction they can really become some bosses fr

Pisces/12th house placements show different versions of themselves based off of the persons vibe their interacting with. Which is why some ppl can see them as quiet and reserved and another person can see them as hot headed and loud and another can see them as sweet and outgoing etc. They can read ppls energy very easily which is why I believe they’re able to subconsciously change their personality to certain ppl as a defense mechanism to sorta see if that person is safe enough to be their true selfs. This can be why a lot of ppl see them in so many different lights. (Ex: my brother has a 12th house stellium and with family he’s extremely awkward & reserved but I’m his school he’s extremely popular & social and gets in trouble for talking too much). Learning to be more comfortable showing ur true self to others (other than the people they see as safe) can help others pin point better the person you are.

Cancer moons are so emotionally intelligent it’s insane

I notice your moon sign acts more like the stereotypical sign then your sun sign (ex: Scorpio moons act more like stereotypical Scorpios then Scorpio suns)

Leo moons are very passionate ppl. They want to live the intensity of life & they live it like that. That’s why ppl mistake their behavior for exaggeration & drama. These are actually their feelings they don’t exaggerate they truly feel that intensity. They’re only playful with selected people which is why others can see them as cold at times. If underdeveloped they can act like know it alls a lot, they can be very defensive and hard headed to others advice bc they believe they know better. Can result in big ego problems if not checked. But overall genuine hearted ppl.

Virgo moons get the “ick” from people easily that don’t value what they value

Sag moons do you guys deal with deep emotions at all? Everyone I met with this placement is abnormally very jolly & nothing usually bothers them much. How do you guys deal with emotions?? I’m lowkey jealous of this moon placement because of how well you take negatively. They’re able to transmute negative energy into something positive with such little effort. This can be somewhat stressful for deeper signs however to really see under all that joy. This lack of depth can make it harder for others to relate at times. This placement is the definition of golden retriever energy.

Ppl with Aries mars in their chart gain muscle VERY easily (especially in their arms) these people actually enjoy working out and going to the gym normally. As kids they had a surplus of physical energy. They were usually always running around or climbing stuff making obstacles courses, arm wrestling ppl etc. this placement is a blessing in terms of energy levels and health.

Taurus placement can sit around and watch tv all day if u let them. They really love TV especially movies. I notice this more with Taurus mars as well, they’re more likely to watch movies all day or binge watch shows for hours. It’s usually their happy place (and when u add food to it they’ll never leave lol)

Taurus moons usually always grew up loving fashion and clothes. Even as kids they can be very creative with the outfits the wore. They were usually too stubborn to have their mom pick out their clothes cuz they wanted a certain “look” (I’m guilt for this) they are also very fond of thrifting! Can be big shopaholics lol

Pisces moons tend to ghost ppl they’re close too with very little warning. They’ll just randomly decide to move to another state without informing anyone which can catch ppl off guard a lot. They do this especially when they feel overwhelmed with life and responsibilities. These are the hardest ppl to keep in touch with (unless you’re a love interest) they tend to put their love interests before everyone.

Pisces suns fall in love with some of the most psychotic/mentally unstable ppl ever lol. They tend to have very chaotic love life’s and tend to go for people that need some sort of mental help.

Out of all the Venus signs I feel like Taurus Venus’s have the easiest time in relationships. They tend to go for very stable people that usually treat them well. They have the ability to attract very helpful partners. (Cries in aqua Venus 🥲) however they can be more likely to take their partners for granted and don’t realize how good they have it.

Another question for other astrologers does the house of ur Venus give the same affect as the sign? Like for example ( does having a 5th house Venus give the same effect as having a Leo Venus in a way? Or is it not as strong?)

#astro observations #astrologist #astrology #astro community #astro notes #astroblr

[two-white-butterflies]

invisible string | m33 | part three

Description: You face a career-ending injury, that forces you to give up your childhood dream. 7 years later, you return to the paddocks as a guest - and as the Team Principal of Prema Racing. What happens when feelings are too difficult to hide?

Pairing: max verstappen/racer!reader

part one | part two | part four

itsmee_yn: thank you max, still mad though. :)

238 comments 145,238 likes

maxverstappen1: How can i make u happy? asking for a friend - itsmee_yn: ur friend can slide into my dms for starters - - maxverstappen1: What if he's already there? - - - itsmee_yn: then he should message me 😉 - olaolaola: HOW IS THIS MAX'S FIRST LONG COMMENT 😭

lewishamilton: They should study you in a lab. - itsmee_yn: you just got unblocked, do you really wanna push it? - - lewishamilton: 💚

watchmedogie: THIS IS SOMETHING I DIDN'T SEE COMING - emmawrites: I saw this coming 8 years away 😭

maxverstappen1: Black and White 🖤🕊

928 comments 1,293,129 likes

nicorosberg: Please fix this, I thought my friend died.

danielricciardo: Why did you kill her?

itsmee_yn: "Y/N stand here, I'll take a picture of you."

landonorris: Not Max killing Y/N 😭

kimimatiasraikkonen: 🤣

F1SUPERFAN: I think they're dating ??

maxverstappen1: 💚 #Y/NArmy #2016WDC

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itsmee_yn: is that ur friend?? she looks hot, can u introduce me? - maxverstappen1: Sorry but she's already taken. - - itsmee_yn: just because there's a goalkeeper doesn't mean that you can't score

maxandynuniverse: ARE THEY DATING? - marianacore28: i don't think so, they're always flirty with each other even back in the day

landonorris: side eye 💀

mercedesandredbull: This is softlaunch coded 😅

THE QUESTIONS FROM THE GRID CAME POURING IN.

maxverstappen1: nightmare fuel 🥹

128 comments 342,384 likes

itsmee_yn: WHERE DID YOU FIND THIS PHOTO?

itsmee_yn: Oh this is so sick 😭

lewishamilton: My sleep paralysis demon at 3am - itsmee_yn: This is so sick...

itsmee_yn: idk which one is max ? #OrangeArmy

48 comments 563,293 likes

maxverstappen1: Candid picture of me and my future gf

ellabandsz2: DID YA'LL SEE MAX'S COMMENT

oriana23: Y/N L/N respect button ->

maxsuperfan: Y/N is too ugly for Max yuck

comments have been restricted.

maxverstappen1: Glad to have Y/N L/N here in the Redbull Garage.

293 comments 1,203,281 likes

itsmee_yn: ❤️

lewishamilton: Tell her to go inside the Mercedes Garage.

nicorosberg: Nostalgic.

itsmee_yn: drove around the tracks for a few laps. still getting used to being a passenger. i feel bad for having them drive with a speed limit...one day ❤️

928 comments 1,292,103 likes

ynlewisnicouniverse: Praying for your return in F1 ma'am

maxverstappen1: ❤️

lewishamilton: You are a legend ✨

echelonuniverse9: We miss you 😔

maxverstappen1: This girl only uses the umbrella on herself 🥱

392 comments 1,271,102 likes

itsmee_yn: OMG I'M SORRY 😭 I DIDN'T REALIZE - maxverstappen1: I only accept apologies in kisses

danielricciardo: Y/N is so mean - itsmee_yn: shut up

maxandynshipper: Are you dating?

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#max verstappen #max verstappen fic #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x female reader #f1 fics #f1 #f1 imagine #max verstappen x reader #f1 smut #f1 fanfic

[kingconia]

hi! are your requests open (feel free to delete this ask if not)? i love ur writing style! i’d like to request hcs of leona with an s/o who gets sick easily.. like if it’s cold, they’re sick but if it’s hot they’re also sick. my immune system is weak irl and i’d love to see this written (only if u can tho!!)

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR WITH S/O, WHO GETS SICK EASILY

— Leona grew up around beastmen, and other specific creatures, who rarely get sick, thanks to their strong immune system. So, when Leona notices how often you catch cold, he is absolutely confused;

— He is not even sure how it happens? Leona always makes sure to wrap some additional clothes around you, when it is chilly outside, and yet, you wake up with temperature as you cough your lungs out;

— You explain that it is natural for you, something that had been happening in your previous life too, and that yours immune system is that weak. Leona still having a hard time to proceed this fact;

— When winter ends, bringing back a warm and familiar to him weather, Leona relaxes. Surely, you are not going to fall sick in the spring, right? Right?!

— He is wrong. And desperate;

— The fact that you yourself don't even pay attention to your state, irritates him even more. What do you mean that's normal?! You can die! (He is such a drama queen, but isn't that sweet?);

— When Leona brings you to the Afterglow Savanna, thinking that there you will be safe here from any kind of diseases, and you still manage to lay down with temperature, Leona gives up;

— Or not really? He still thinks that, perhaps, there is some potion to fix the problem! And he is sure about being able to figure it out, sooner or later;

— But for now, Leona can take care of you! His laziness means nothing, when it is a question of your health;

— He can easily feed you, bring you medicine, and generally sit with you, when you are feeling weaker than usual. And if you sleep a lot, when you are ill, it is a perfect bonus!

— Leona will never admit, but he secretly likes being able to pamper you so much. A proud lion taking care of his great lioness!

•

”...Leona?”

”Hm-m?”

You open your mouth, but close it again, when you meet these emerald eyes of his.

There is a question you are meaning to ask him for a while, but all your attempts fail. Either because you get too nervous about to this topic, or because Leona distracts you effectively.

”Well?” He raises his eyebrows. ”Spit it out, herbivore.”

You scrunch your nose, watching him to put more meat on your plate. Leona seriously needs to stop calling ’herbivore’, when all he does it feeds you with meat...

”Don't you get annoyed?”

”I am always annoyed,” he chuckles with unhidden amusement.

”No way,” you roll your eyes. ”I mean... Don't you get annoyed that I am sick all the time? It is not fun to have me around, you know.”

Well, it is not like you are chained to the bed on the daily basis, of course! There are always weeks, when you have no troubles in paradise at all; much like right now. Yet, it still bothers you.

”And I am the fun to have around?” Leona huffs.

You shrug.

It is Leona. He might have a specific character—and a streak for angry issues—but deep inside, he is truly nice and comforting person. And, funny. Especially, when he mocks the headmaster.

“Oi, herbivore, are you serious?” He blinks, a genuine surprise paints his face for a second, before he sighs. ”Where it comes from?”

Well, it is only natural to be plugged by these thoughts. That is how things worked in your previous worlds, after all. You were troublesome in eyes of others—and your own—and even kind jokes from your friends about this matter, made you feel bad about yourself.

”Listen,” Leona frowns. ”I am not annoyed. What about I should be annoyed? It is how your immune system works, that's it.”

”Yeah, but,” you gesture vaguely in the air, ”I am not really a sport person, so we can't share some quality time together. And I even caught the fly, when we were in Savanna. Which was extremely embarrassing, by the way. And—”

Leona catches your hand in his, letting out another exasperated sigh. You instantly cut your speech, carefully starting to study an expression on his face.

”Tch. First of all, we have chess matches—that what am I calling a good quality time,” of course, he does. He wins all the time. ”Secondly... Yeah, of course, I was freaking out, when you got sick in Savanna—I mean, had you seen the fucking weather here?—but, you gave me a mighty excuse not only to skip meetings with Falena, but also sit without Cheka for a while. If it wasn't fun for you, sorry. But it was the best holidays in my life.”

You scoff.

Prince Cheka wasn't allowed in your chambers back then, his mother being worried that he might catch cold from you. And Leona seemed indeed happy by that...

”You are such an ass—”

”I am acting irritated sometimes,” he continues, ignoring your remark. ”But, I am not mad at you. If anything, I am just frustrated about how useless I am.”

Ah, what a sweetheart.

Your faces softens instantly, and your hand grips his tightly.

”...I love you.”

”Yeah, just no need to thank me. You are a perfect justification for missing classes, you know?”

...Nevermind.

”Leona, fuck o... Achoo!”

His lips curl in a smirk.

”Oh, seems like I am about to miss housewardens' meeting. Again. What a shame.”

You hate Leona sometimes. You really do.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader

[cherrysha]

Ritual

Summary: Choso Likes sneaking into ur room when ur out on missions...

Warnings: Stalker Choso, Invasion of Privacy, Masturbation

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: This was a blurb from a bigger fic that just felt a little too bloated,,, and if you've seen this before its because i posted it on a backup acc! also if formatting is off, ill fix it in the morning <3

It’s a secret. Something he doesn’t plan on letting anyone else know, something he doesn’t ever want you to find out either. Something that, deep down, he knows he should be ashamed of, but he does it anyway.

The halls are quiet as he creeps across the wooden floors of the teacher’s dorms. Lamplight flickers, moths lazily flitting around them as his shadow blinks in and out of existence, the only proof of his late night rendezvous. Rounding the corner, his eyes sharply analyze the inky darkness, ears tuned in to the listless noise of the night, crickets chirping and the sound of trickling water from the koi pond outside. Easily he finds his way, knowing the path all too well. When he approaches the door, the knob lets out little more than a dry creak at the pressure of his hand, but he’s still careful of how the old wooden door moans in protest at his intrusion.

Your room is as quiet as it usually is when he makes these visits. You’re always gone, off on some mission he knows with certainty is below your pay grade. It leaves an ache in his heart he won’t admit to but still feels every time you leave. A deep-seated worry for your safety. He knows your capable, but then again, he had deemed his younger brothers capable of holding their own too.

He soundlessly closes the door before rubbing his sweaty palms on the pajama bottoms Yuuji picked out for him. Still trying to figure out if he likes this new style of dress, arguably finding his robes more comfortable to wear.

When he steps deeper into the room he’s greeted by the sweet smell that tends to linger around you, and it calms the mad thumping of his heart. Your room is neat, organized, like it usually is whenever you leave. Your bedsheets, however, are a different story, and his hand’s twitch that the sight of them. It’s been too long since he’s had this pleasure, its sick, he knows, but he finds solace in the feel of your sheets around him. Cocooned in the scent you leave behind and wrapped in what feels like the proverbial softness that you spare to him.

With a shaky sigh Choso climbs into your bed, cool sheets slowly warming up to him stirs something deep in his chest.

It’s not the first time he’s done this, not even the second, but the searing guilt that momentarily burns through his stomach still makes his wandering hands falter. Of course they continue down his body, lightly grazing the dark hairs that dust just below his navel before continuing lower, past the confinement of his bottoms and down, down, down, until he’s reached his destination. His cock is already firm, warm to the touch and more sensitive than it needs to be as memories of you lazily drift in and out of his consciousness. His skin feels hot, throat tight at the intimacy of it all.

Would you be as open and welcoming if you knew? If you saw how his hand lazily pumped his cock in the one place you thought you had privacy? He tries not to think about it. Instead, busying himself with tracing his fingers on the underside of his shaft, a whimper drawn tight in his throat and only breaching the air once he exchanges the lazy touches for a too firm grip at the base. His grip only lessens once his hand moves upward, coming almost completely off before slowly sliding back down. It’s something that should be savored, he doesn’t get this opportunity very often, and so he takes his time. He’s seen you once, all dolled up to take Nobara and Yuuji shopping in Tokyo. You were wearing tight fitting clothes, something he enjoyed about this century’s fashion. He could see so much skin, your legs on display in a pair of shorts, a blouse that did nothing to hide the valley of your cleavage to his prying eyes. Choso was extremely grateful when you left. Hiding himself away until the urge became too irresistible. Until his hands had greedily pumped his swollen cock at the thought of you. Just as they did now, except this time his movements were careful, precise.

With a lick of his lips, he shifts his gaze to your bedside table. It’s almost ritualistic at this point, an itch he just can’t scratch that rears its ugly head the moment his sweeping gaze finds the picture frame. Your smiling face stares back at him behind the glass. There are other people, but he can only see you. Can only smell you and hear the tinkling sound of your voice as you say his name. His pace becomes faster, breath heavier as he imagines how it’d sound to hear you moan it. How it would feel to have your lips on his neck and your hands on his body. An audible choking noise echoes in the emptiness of the room as Choso’s free hand cups the weight of his balls. As if the movement was unintentional on his part, shocking him with the warmth of his palm and he has to tighten his fist against the base of his cock to keep from cumming. The movement doesn’t work in his favor, the elastic of his pants rubbing against the sensitive underside and making his hips stutter on a broken whine as his orgasm washes through his body. Hot lashes of cum paint the skin of his hips and the front of his pants. Whimpering, he quickly picks up his pace in an effort to prolong the sensation, hand tightening around his balls and eyes dotting with tears as he breaches into the feeling of oversensitivity and forces his body to continue. It’s not fair, none of it is fair. He shouldn’t be so sensitive, biting back a whine he continues lazily fucking his fist, hips arching into the rough feel of it. Surely, you’d be so much softer, your mouth, your hands, your pussy. The thought alone is enough to make his hips jerk up in search of something more. By the time he’s finished torturing himself, cum has started to dry on his pants.

It’s not a big deal, Choso knows exactly where you keep tissues. Knows that once he wipes himself down, he needs to take the evidence with him, stuff the mess into his own pocket. He’ll hesitate as he goes to leave, a sickening urge to stay roiling in the pit of his stomach. Just like always.

The cycle will inevitably repeat itself. You’ll leave, he’ll invite himself in, curse as he gets droplets of cum on your sheets, and leave once the excitement has worn off. You’ll return and give him that same warm smile you always save for him.

Deep down he’s wondering how long until your face twists in disgust. How long until you find out who he truly is. His cock twitches at the thought, blood shooting to his pelvis, his fingers clamp hard around the base as he tries to catch his breath, suddenly winded at the thought. Lazily, he starts pumping again, the only noise being the wet glide of his fist and whispers of your name spoken into the cool night air.

#choso x reader #jjk choso #choso x y/n #choso kamo #choso smut

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hiiii! I loved ur Hermes kid!

Could I ask for a male son of Dionysus x either Leo or nico?

Sorry if I got ya wrong and don’t feel pressured or anything!

Have a lovely day!

When there isn't a lot of info in an ask I kinda have to make the reader a personality so that it isn't too bland too read so sorry to y'all that aren't like this <3

Redecoration---Nico di Angelo x Son of Dionysus

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Nico had been glaring at the roof of skulls for a solid ten minutes, sort of hoping the hatred in his eyes would just poof them out of existence, when someone finally showed up. 

Apparently after an incident in the Aphrodite cabin, people weren’t allowed to just grab a bucket of paint and some new furniture to fuck around and find out, which was why Nico had been sent someone to help him fix the mess that was the Hades cabin.

Apart from the hundred skulls hot glue gunned to the rood, the beds were wooden coffins, the lamps were ancient looking chandeliers, and all of the walls were a dark ugly gray, like there was a serious mold problem. Now that he thought about it, the color might actually be a mold problem. 

“Never fear, goth! For I am here!” 

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Nico took a deep breath and turned around, obsidian eyes already narrowed with dislike as he took in the taller boy trotting over. He was holding a crate in his arms, filled with color swatches and chunks of fabrics, magazines sticking out of the top. 

“Excuse me?”

“You’re the one who needs redecorating, right?” The boy asked, already letting himself into the dim cabin that smelt of rich dark chocolate for some reason. “Yeah… no offense but we have to fix this, even if you're the wrong person.” 

Nico felt a sudden need to defend the atrocious carpet and bat shaped door knocker from this boy, who was wearing a maroon shirt picturing a glass of wine. “I was eight.” 

“No shame here, everyone makes bad decisions.”

There didn’t seem to be any point arguing with this boy, who had already dumped the box of supplies on one of the coffin bed lids, and was staring around at the dark cabin, hands on his hips. 

Nico just followed him inside, shoving his hands into the slightly ripped pockets of his aviator jacket. He peered into the cardboard box, which was promptly tipped out onto the ground. He watched with a frown as the son of Mr D sat on the carpet and began rifling through the empty notebooks and cut up magazines. “What are you doing?”

“Uh, scrapbooking? We can’t just start painting the walls yellow yet, you have to plan this stuff out, goth.” He said, as if it was obvious. Then he smirked. “You don’t like arts and crafts?”

Nico’s frown deepened, but he couldn’t let this mildly infuriating boy with surprisingly cool bracelets upstage him. “I love arts and crafts.”

“Whatever you say,” he hummed, and pulled out a leather bound book containing a few stickers and a strip of torn paper where a page had been pulled out. “Are you just gonna stand there in the corner and be grumpy?... That wasn’t sarcasm, you can if you want, I was just checking.”

Nico wasn’t an asshole, of course he was going to help. Still, he had to glare at the boy for that comment. Then he sat down and opened one of the magazines, which was featuring a life sized Barbie Dream House bed frame, fluffy pillows included. He flicked the page over with a grimace.

“So, what kinda vibe are we going for?”

“What?”

“I’m assuming you're sick of Dracula,” he said, waving his arms at the general doom and gloom around them. “So what aesthetic are we replacing it with?”

Nico didn’t want to admit he hadn’t planned this far into the venture, he’d really just been hoping he could repaint the walls, or maybe burn the whole thing down and start over. “I don’t… I don’t know.”

“Okay, well… I’m assuming you wanna keep it edgy, but seriously? A roof of skulls? You’re not a caveman. Maybe we should go with an Addams family style.” He shivered. “With less spiderwebs and disembodied hands. “ 

Ah, another gap in his modern education. “What’s an Addams family?” 

All Nico got in return was a gaping mouth and wide eyes. “How do you not- okay, I’m making you watch the entire timeline later, but for now we need to pick a color scheme.” 

Nico opened his mouth.

“Not black.”

Nico closed his mouth.

“Obviously there’ll be lots of black, but you need another color to fit with it, something dark and scary but colorful.” He pulled out a binder of color swatches, and flipped it open, skimming the pages of baby blues and lavenders. “Maybe dark green, or...”

“Red.” Nico said, peering over at the pages of ruby and scarlet. He pointed to the dark one, which had a little title below, ‘Blood red’. It was a little on brand, but it was better than ‘Crimson Tide’. 

“Oooh, nice. If we keep the walls black, and pull up the black carpet, there’ll be floorboards underneath.” He started to ramble, ripping a color swatch out of the binder and gluing it into the leather bound book. He glanced around at the musty cabin. 

“We can get a red rug for the middle of the cabin, and definitely new beds, but if we get Drew to refurbish the chandeliers they’ll look great. Oh, and the coffin bed frames could be a bookshelf if we get the mattress out and ask Nyssa to put some shelves in. Do you read? Because otherwise it’s sort of pointless. But so are the skulls on the roof, so…”

“You’re good at this.” 

It took Nico a moment to realize what he’d just blurted, and when he did the warmth was already in his cheeks. He’d only been a little caught up in watching the son of Dionysus’s eyes sparkle as he talked, pointing to different parts of the cabin, and somehow ruined it. “I mean, you just sound like you’ve, you know, done this a lot.”

The glimmer in their eye didn’t fade, they only grinned harder. “I have. A lot. It’s fun!”

“I suppose so,” Nico said, his lips twitching, and opened another magazine. He skipped a page on clawfoot bathtubs [There was already a white one with gold trim in the bathroom]. There was a large heart shaped mirror, He ignored that too, and found a simple bedframe, painted black. He held it out gingerly. “What about this one?”

“Yes! Good job.” He said, snipping it out of the magazine quickly, and sticking it next to a picture of a glass chandelier. “If you’ve got a simple bed, we could find a zebra print blanket, they always look good with black and red, as long as you don’t have, like, leopard print.”

“I thought you’d like leopard print?”

“And I thought you’d like skulls on your roof and coffin shaped beds,” he teased, with a smug little smile. Nico rolled his eyes, and picked out a strip of dark red fabric, passing it over.

He shook some glitter from his hands, there seemed to be piles of it in the box. “It’s a little over the top, but it’s not as bad as Jason’s cabin. It’s just rock. Everywhere. And a giant statue of his father.”

“Maybe he can be my next client,” he hummed, wiping glue from his fingers onto the molding carpet beneath them. A few shards of rounded glass were taped to the pages of the scrapbook, shining in the light of the dusty stained chandeliers. 

Nico wanted to object. He didn’t know why, but he didn’t want the boy in front of him with glitter on his cheekbones and scissors in his hands to be cutting out pictures and teasing someone else. Instead he looked away, feeling something in his chest surge, something like fear. Fear of what, he didn’t know, but he cleared his throat and moved on.

“Don’t you have a sister too?”

The fear surged back forwards and Nico whipped around, his tone sharp. “What?”

“The roman one, I swear I saw her the other day, when Reyna visited to plan something or other.” he said casually, not seeing the pale tinge to Nico’s face. “With the overalls and the bulldog?”

“That’s Frank,” Nico said, his shoulder sinking with relief. 

“No, I’m pretty sure it was Hazel, she had those light up sketchers, with the little wheels on the bottom.” He said, somehow with a moon shaped sticker on his nose as he stuck little cut out paper skulls around the four page collage. 

“Frank’s the bulldog, he can turn into animals.” Nico had a strange urge to reach out and press the sticker on his nose, so instead he held his hands tightly in his lap. 

“Well, is there something Hazel’d like in the cabin when she visits? Does she read?” 

Nico sighed, and reached back for the magazine he discarded. He shook it open, cut outs of fluffy teddies falling into his lap. He found the page with the heart shaped bathroom mirror and ripped it out carefully. He could take a few hearts in his cabin if Hazel would like them. “This one.”

“Oh, that one's cute, Nyssa could totally make it.”

“I can ask Leo, he owes me a favor.”

“Oh yeah?”

“I haven't killed him yet.” 

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Nico pressed down the front of his shirt. It was a black Camp Halfblood shirt, which he’d gotten from Piper after the Aphrodite cabin had started making shirts in other colors. Apparently there were only so many outfits you could wear with orange. 

Black goes with everything though, so it wasn’t a problem for him. 

He made his bed [closed the lid of the coffin] and dragged the last of the furniture not nailed to the ground out onto the little deck all of the cabins had. His decking only had a few pairs of shoes and a pot of dead roses he’d never bothered to keep alive. Maybe he’d have another go. 

Drew had taken the chandeliers already, to polish them and whatnot, so he only had to wait for his assigned son of Dionysus to show up, and they could start hunting for zebra print blankets and ripping skulls off the ceiling. What fun. 

When he still hadn’t shown up, Nico finished pulling all of the previously made bedding from the coffins and dumping it to the side so that Leo could turn it to a bookshelf [He could read, he just had dyslexia thank you very much], and then set off to the Dionysus cabin. It was easy to find, the only male god on the female side, with trelice’s of ivy decorating the whitewashed walls and a grumpy looking leopard snoozing on the purple swinging chair out the front of the small cabin.

He didn’t really want to knock, but he was sure someone would report him for standing around too menacingly if he just waited. He was saved from indecision when the door opened, revealing a tall sandy haired boy.

“You’re the goth, aren’t you?” Pollux sniffed, his nose red. “We can’t help today, but Butch is free, he can do some heavy lifting, and I’m sure Drew’ll criticize your style if you ask nicely enough.” 

“Why, what’s wrong?”

“I mean,” Pollux started, rubbing his eyes, and Nico only then realized he was still wearing his pajamas. They had an elongated cartoon owl sticking out of a doorway on it. “Skulls on the ceiling is a bit much, and everyone think you’re a vamp-”

“I meant with you guys, not my style,” Nico interrupted, his eyes narrowed.”

“Someone, decided to go visit Lou Ellen even though we all know she has a cold, and now I have it-” Pollux was cut off once again, his mockingly loud voice reaching the people inside. 

“I’m sorry I was concerned for my friend, she wanted soup!”

“She always wants soup!” Pollulx yelled back, and Nico moved past the older child of Dionysus, slipping off his shoes and letting himself into the cabin. 

There was nasally muttering behind him and the door slid shut. Nico peered around, and saw a bundle of fluffy blankets on a couch, only a sneezing head poking out the top. “Why did you get sick?”

“I mean it wasn’t really on purpose,” he mumbled back, wiping his nose with a tissue and sinking back into his cocoon. “I can’t help today, but-”

“I don’t care,” Nico started, and plopped down on the white couch, avoiding a deep red stain that could be alcohol or blood. He couldn’t tell. He also didn’t know how to say he’d rather sleep in the coffin again then have to spend the day with someone else. 

He sniffed, falling sideways a little on the couch and squinting at the square tv, which was showing some old cartoon about cavemen. “Mkay, well you should probably go if you don’t wanna get sick.”

Nico thought for a moment, trying not to focus on how much he wanted to scoop up the bundle of blankets in his arms far too skinny for that sort of stuff. “Why don’t we watch ‘an Adam family’?

He got watery wide eyes in return and a toothy grin, “wait really?”

“No. If I was making a joke it’d be funnier than that.”

“Okay, let’s watch it,” he said, hopping off the couch and moving to a box of DVDs with a lot of energy for someone so sick. “And it’s the Addams family, goth. You have to learn the basics of this culture if you’re gonna have coffin bookshelves.”

He fiddled around with the tv and then a grainy black and white intro came on, tinny music over the top. Nico watched as he danced to the theme tune in his blanket burrito, all the way back to the couch, where he landed, coughing and winded. Nico raised an eyebrow. “I could’ve done that, you’re sick.”

“Yeah yeah whatever,” he mumbled, tucking the fluffy socks on his feet up onto the white couch and wiggling with excitement. Nico watched him for a moment, and then turned back to the TV, feeling his lips twitch into a grin.

Duh duh duh duh, click click. Duh duh duh duh, click click.

Their creepy and they're kooky-

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“Neeks, this mirror is so cute!”

“You’re welcome,” Nico muttered, rubbing his nose and rolling over, pulling the zebra print doona cover further over his head. 

He heard Hazel’s wheelie shoes click along the floorboards and she gilded out of the bathroom. When he peered out, her hair was in bunchies and she was pulling a purple hoodie over her head. “It’s so much nicer in here now, but how did you get sick redecorating?”

“Uhm..There was a lot of dust. I might be allergic?” 

The door slammed open, the clear chandelier hanging from the roof shaking as Nyssa trudged in, her work boots leaving mud on the fluffy blood red rug. She was holding the glitter covered scrapbook in her gloved hands. 

“So, I know I’m supposed to make everything in this, but what am I supposed to do with the polaroid of you kissing Mr D ‘s kid?”

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[elizabethh1125]

{Take it off} König x (GN) reader~

Hey guys! It’s honestly been way too long. Firstly, I want to apologize for taking such a long hiatus. Many things in my life have changed to be honest.

My age, my interests, my personal life, my job, my health and so my writing style unsurprisingly has also gone through a transformation of itself. Looking back on my old works I honestly cannot say I have read more than about three sentences before I can’t stand to look any more. It’s just so BAD. Not saying that my new shit is much better, but it’s a slow and steady uphill battle. But for some of my more consistent followers you might have also noticed the change of theme on my page. I will no longer just be catering to the community of five nights at Freddy’s. And I apologize to the folks who only stay on my page for that type of content but honestly, if I only made that type of content, I wouldn’t post here anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I still love five nights at Freddy’s and will be writing more content of that eventually (I’m sure if it lol.) but it’s just not my main focus at the moment I’m sure so for now I really want to branch out to some more games/characters that I’m enjoying in the moment so you guys get more variety and so can get some more people on my page who can enjoy my work.

For this first newer post I decided to take it easy since I haven’t really written anything for a while. And I feel like the longer fics that I write are the last motivation I have to finish. So another change will be that my fix will probably be shorter one shots/ two or three parts instead of a whole series. I may also end up doing a lot of headcannons or imagines to help with writer's block.

Cod MW/MW2 has been my current infatuation, so expect a few more posts of that. Buckle up children cause we are going for a ride!

This post is a short little sweet fic about seeing konigs face for the first time. It’s simple and it’s SFW so I hope you guys enjoy it.

Tags: sfw, fluff, complements, just good ol brain rot.

Fic below the cut.

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It’s hard not to notice how hot it is.

The air conditioner on base wasn’t very good anyways, but you never noticed how significant it was until you no longer had any.

As you walked down the hall you could hear some of the newer recruits here at KorTac complaining. And to be honest, you couldn’t blame them. It was difficult to bite your tongue, but as a higher rank you had to pretend everything was alright despite the sweat parading down your neck and body. It was so sweltering even your eyes were dripping.

You brushed away as much as you could with your one free while you made your way towards your colonel’s office. Your captain had asked you to deliver a few documents as per usual, so you weren’t too bothered making the trip.

The colonel himself was an interesting character. And although you weren’t able to see the pleasure of him working out in the field, he was a usual participant in helping to train the troops. And oh boy, what a sight to behold.

Firstly the man is an absolute unit. He’s over a foot taller than you, (ignore that if ur a tall person xD)

He’s built like a tank, and works out with a giant black t-shirt on his head. He was always a sight to behold out on the training course, and most of all was a very kind and experienced leader. you definitely could understand how he earned his title. as quiet as he might pose himself to be, he was a skilled and brutal fighter.

And that’s why you're so intrigued as you strut to room 106. His room. You wonder how he’s faring with the heat, especially with that unusual getup of his. You even wondered if he would have it off. It’s unlikely, but the curiosity of what the colonel might look like under the mask had you that much more excited when you knocked on his door.

You heard a grunt of displeasure from behind the door, followed by a faint “come inside.”

You twisted the knob and pulled the door open revealing a pretty uneventful spectacle.

Colonel König sat behind his desk fiddling with some papers. The soft hum of a nearby fan could be heard in the background, and you noticed he was wearing the full getup- helmet and all.

He looked up to meet your eyes before ushering you further inside with a slight motion of his finger.

you find yourself trying hard not to stare as you hand him the paperwork.

“Captain said to give these to you. More files from the new recruits. He mentioned he would be out for the weekend so He said to let you know to give him a call to his personal cell if you needed anything in particular from him.” You relayed your message from the captain and was officially finished with your service.

A sigh fell from Königs lips before he spoke “Ah yes, I remember him intending to do such. Thank you Liefermädchen, have a hopefully cooler afternoon.” He noted before he looked back down to finish his work and you spun to exit the room.

You took a few steps but before you left you couldn’t contain your burning question… literally

“I’m sorry sir, but I just have to ask…” you squeak out as you flip back around to face him.

Konig looks up again from his work and this time you can tell he is intrigued just by his eyes. He brings his built arms up to his head and gives them a good stretch before crossing it behind his neck and placing one leg over the other.

“Alright, don’t leave me waiting. Shoot.” He’s now staring intensely at you, and you feel yourself begin to feel hyper aware of the sweat now dripping down your face from your hair and even your eyebrows. You’re sure glad you happened to choose to exclude makeup from your morning routine today. No doubt it would have melted off just standing here.

“Aren’t you hot under all of… well, that ?” You question as you wave your hand all over his makeshift sniper getup. “It is almost 40 degrees outside sir. And with no air conditioning to help alleviate things… well I can’t imagine you're quite comfortable.”

“I am aware of the situation we are under,” he remarks. Now uncomfortably shifting around in his seat, “ but I’m doing alright.” He fibs.

Your going to regret saying this later, but before you can stop it, it’s already squeezed itself between your lips,

“Bullshit.”

You try to pretend you didn’t just say that to your Colonel, but the shock is clearly present on your face.

This causes the man to burst out into deep bounds of laughter, causing him to let his legs fall back into place and to unfold his arms to clutch his stomach with joy.

“You are a hilarious and very brave Herzblatt” he bellows as his laughter dies out. “ You have caught me in my fib.” He takes a moment to stand up and shrug his large shoulders under the shirt. “I am quite warm…”

“Then why not take it off? You pose to him.

“People come to my office often. To take it off, means to risk someone seeing my face.” He motions to himself as he speaks and you struggle to understand what he means.

“So? Why would that matter?” You retort.

“I’m not sure I feel quite comfortable with people knowing what I look like. Kindness has not been in my favor when people had the pleasure of looking at me without my mask.” He says, making you finally understand.

“Are you afraid people will target your looks?” You tilt your head as you move slightly closer to where the Colonel stands. How saddening that is to hear. You wonder what Konig has had to endure in the past, and your heart yearns to help him overcome his insecurity.

He looks to the floor, obviously ignoring your question,

You take this as your opportunity to breach the distance between the two of you. And the conversation suddenly feels like a mother confronting her mistreated child.

“You are the colonel of this base.” Without regard to overstepping you place your hand on Königs left shoulder. “ it wouldn’t matter if your face was so hideous it turned people into stone sir. People will respect you regardless, you are a leader here, and a leader doesn’t need to have a pretty face to still be respected. And anyways, your face probably is perfectly handsome anyways. I’ve never met an insecure ugly person.” The last two bits were a little overboard but you made your point regardless.

He smiles under his mask with your words to him. He couldn’t believe you were giving him a chance to feel a little better about himself, plus the idea of finally being able to strip himself of his personal sauna would make his job a little bit easier.

“I don’t suppose you would take it off just for a little while? I’m sure it would help cool you down.” (That was a lie) nothing would cool either of you down without air conditioning in this sweltering heat.

König pauses for a moment, and he contemplates what unveiling himself to you would mean to him. suddenly, it feels much worse that you would be the first to see him. He knows you probably wouldn’t judge, but something about it being you that just made him feel…Flustered.

He wanted to say no, but before he could protest you pushed at him again, this time trailing your hand to the bottom of his mask and tugging on it gently.

“Please. Just in front of me? I promise I’ll play nice.”

That last sentence made his head spin. Were you flirting with him?

No.. you can’t be? Can you?

His heart began to speed up to a pace so quick, he worried you might be able to hear it pounding in his chest.

“Okay.” He affirmed, unclamping his helmet and pulling the hood off to reveal his balaclava.

You felt the anticipation begin to boil inside of you as he brought his hand to his hood and firmly pulled it off of his head, not giving himself any time to process that he was revealing his face to you.

When he finished pulling his head out and tossed his balaclava to the side with the rest of his gear, you can’t help but feel your jaw drop.

He was stunning.

His hair was brown and curly, and falling to his shoulders. His face was chiseled, and covered with rough stubble. He adorned battle scars like medals and his lips looked so supple and soft.

You couldn’t imagine why he felt the need to coward himself away under a mask for so long. He was beautiful.

Your silence must have begun to worry him, as you noticed he had broken eye contact and was looking towards his balaclava.

You quickly realized that and gained his attention with a tap to his shoulder. You both had forgotten you were still sitting your hand there.

“So how do I look?” He questioned nervously. And your words couldn’t have been more perfect to him.

“I think the temperature of the room just shot up a million more degrees.”

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An:

For all my visual learners here is my favorite depiction of what I believe Konig looks like under his mask. Of course all credits to the artist! (NOT MY ART) Please go to their post and like it. Also I’m not posting the actual picture to my post to respect the artist’s wishes of no reposts. Just go to the link stinkies and I will see what I mean okay-byeIloveyou!

https://www.tumblr.com/gildedskully/703578007597678592/face-reveal-i-just-think-hes-neat-rbs

(Please read)

Should I do a part 2 where things get a little… spicy?

I very well might. The temptation is greatly building in me.

Anyways for now that is all. I hope you're enjoying my newer writing style and are not disappointed in my branch out to other fandoms. As always I very much appreciate any support I get. It makes my day when I see people comment or like my posts. It’s unfathomable to me that people actually read my shit writing- 💀

Oh and, Btw if you have requested any fics from me I will get into writing those hopefully soon. I know my hiatus looked quite gloomy and long, but I’m back for now. Me taking long breaks is honestly just how I am as a person. I always come back though. Life gets busy, and I’m an adult so other adults understand the struggles of juggling jobs, life and hobbies. Even if I am gone my fics are still here for you to enjoy. Rather If that’s ten days from now or ten years, I hope you’ll enjoy them just the same.

Thank you.

-Elizabeth

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[obiwhat]

CAN I JUST SAY i’m soooooo in love with all of your fics. besides EVERYTHING i could say about the perfect characterization and how sweet erwin and levi are always written, ur style is so distinct and easy to get sucked into. maybe i’m biased bc hurt comfort is my fav thing ever but i just adore your fics. i think i’d had ‘appearances’ and ‘fix you’ bookmarked for years and then i found ‘rice porridge’ and i’ve been binging everything else since. (i hope u don’t mind a long ask lol i just rly needed to say)

as far as i saw, your requests are open, so can i request an eruri in canonverse in which erwin has just become commander, so he has a very very heavy workload. he promoted levi to his captain almost as soon as he had the power to lol, and so their relationship is new and levi has been working wayyyy too much (as usual) to help erwin. so he’s been forgetting to eat a lot.

(for context, levi is so used to feeling hunger pains from his time underground that he doesn’t really notice the signs, and he disregards his own health anyway).

erwin has been working so much he’s barely noticed. but then levi passes out in front of him or something like that? hurt comfort follows<3 even if u choose not to answer, thank u for all ur beautiful fics

helloooooo my lovely anon!!! <33 hope ur doing well!! thank u SO much for ur kind words, you made my whole month hehe

hope u enjoy what i whipped up for ya~

Catch Me When I Fall

warnings: eating issues (aka levi works too hard and forgets food is a thing)

Levi’s face was a bit hollow. His cheekbones; even more defined than usual. Of course, if Erwin had ready access to a mirror, he’d probably find the same appearance on his own face.

They were all tired. If he showed favoritism for his captain it would only serve to delegitimize his freshly earned position. However, he told himself that he would check in with Levi the next time they had privacy.

Although, the likelihood of that being any time soon was certainly dwindling.

Miche rushed in with another pile of notes, he mumbled something about them needing extra eyes on the field— a necessity he directed to Levi. But Levi seemed to hesitate, in fact, he hadn’t moved since Miche came into Erwin's office. Miche had to tap him on the shoulder before he blinked heavily and started towards the door.

Miche gave Erwin a look as Levi left, to which Erwin replied with a shrug. He got to work glancing through his growing pile of papers, threatening to topple off his desk.

—

The yard was cold. No, it was freezing. But Levi had hardly been outside ten minutes before he untied his cravat and unbuttoned his shirt. Levi was hot. He didn’t even care if the cadets gave him weird looks where he stood, pinned to the brick of the training yard walls. In fact, they should’ve been more focused on their drills. He should’ve yelled at them by now.

But he wasn't all the way there. The yard seemed to sizzle and blur underneath the beat of the cold winter sun, and if words wished to spring from Levi’s lips he knew he’d have to rack them right out of his chest. It was all far too much effort.

Another sharp pang shot through him. On the surface, of course, he hardly blinked. But inside, he felt like he might get sick. It had been happening again lately— those pangs, the dizzy spells, the nausea. Like he was that same sickly little kid again. It was just the stress of his new position, he knew that. That was the only explanation. He was just stressed.

But so was Erwin. And he’d be damned if he let Erwin think he couldn’t keep up. The man had curated a position especially for him, how could he spit in the face of that kind of honor? Levi had never been this high up before. To live above ground, to have a roof over his head, running fucking water too? He should’ve been grateful, not reeling with a sickly feeling in his gut.

Weakness was not expected of him, so he would keep it that way. He would fight through it, just as he did every time before. He’d keel over before he asked for a break.

With that in mind, he called out to his cadet group, leading them back into focus.

—

It wasn’t until hours after dinner that Erwin saw Levi again. Truth be told, he hadn’t even noticed the time pass by. Levi seemed to slip through his door, without a sound or word. It was a common occurance and for whatever reason Erwin felt comfort in the familiarity of it.

He felt Levi approached his desk slowly as Erwin continued to annotate.

“There’s the… uh—” Levi’s voice wavered for a moment, as if he were struggling to remember his next few words. He quickly tried again, “—the equipment supply report. We’re especially low on fuel. As per usual.”

“Excellent,” Erwin replied, although it was anything but. He scribbled down a reminder to mention this in his pitch to central command in the coming week.

Levi was still standing in front of his desk, a cue that Erwin had clearly missed for a few passing moments. “Levi, is there anything else you’d like to add to your report?”

“No.” Erwin could hear Levi clear his throat again. This finally got him to look up from his work. “Uh, no. Nothing else.”

Erwin’s brow pinched together. Was Levi swaying?

“Are you alright?”

Levi nodded shakenly but then frowned as if he were thinking rather pensively about something. Erwin did not recognize this look on his captain’s face. It was almost as if he were confused.

Then Levi huffed a humorless scoff, “It’s strange… There’s uh… there's two of you.”

Before Erwin’s brow could even begin to lift, Levi’s palms met his wooden desk with a bang. His eyes fluttered, then rolled back— his body going slack. Erwin was up in an instant, throwing his arms around Levi and wrapping him in his clutches as they fell together to the wooden floor.

“Levi!” His partner’s head was lolling listlessly in his arms, he was clearly struggling to grasp his situation still.

“Erwin… What’s…?”

“Shh… Levi. You’re alright. I have you now.” Erwin settled him to lay a bit more horizontal, so he’d be comfortable.

“I don’t… I don’t feel very well.”

Erwin huffed, “Yes. I can see that now, my dove. Is this better? Just lay out for me and breathe. Can you do that?”

“Mm,” Levi murmured, breathing through his nose and closing his rolling eyes.

Just then Hanji came bouncing into the room, slamming the door open. “Erwin! I finally finished–” Their eyes trailed around before settling on Erwin who looked at them with a terrified expression. “Oh shit.”

Their expression fell flat and serious as they kneeled next to their commander and his captain. “What happened? Is he alright?”

Erwin was pulled from his haze of anxiety and carefully placed a hand on Levi’s forehead. “A little clammy. I don’t think he’s unwell. He just… He fainted.”

“He’s skinny, isn’t he? Too skinny, Erwin. Shit, I didn’t even notice until…”

“Help me lift him.” Erwin felt like screaming. He felt like he might scream until his lungs burned to ash. “Help me, Hanji.”

—

Everything felt light when his eyes finally peeled open again. Just before shame and guilt could pool in his stomach from the reality of the situation he was in, Levi felt a sort of lightness. His head didn’t ache as badly but his body felt without use. Like if he lifted his hand he might just break away into pieces all together.

When Levi’s cool eyes settled on Erwin, he wished that he could break away. His commander was asleep, draped across Levi’s chest with a hand wrapped around his in a tight grasp, as if Erwin was willing him to stay even as he slept. Maybe especially while he slept.

He must’ve been exhausted. Levi felt a sinking feeling once he realized this exhaustion was partially his doing. How long had Erwin stayed by his side in the infirmary, waiting for him to wake, before eventually passing out like this? It had felt like a long dream. A deep sleep. And Erwin had surely been awake while Levi agonized him with his absence.

Levi involuntarily gave Erwin’s hand a tight squeeze. Maybe it was an apology of some kind.

“Lee…” Erwin whispered, or more so mumbled into the fabric of Levi’s hospital gown. His head turned and his sleepy eyes blinked, once then twice.

“I’m here.”

“Levi?” Erwin repeated himself, this time more clearly and with wide eyes full of instant relief.

“I’m sorry, Erwin.”

Erwin sat up straight, his hand relinquishing Levi’s grasp.

“You’ve been asleep two whole days. Unless I’ve just slept away another day with you.”

Levi nodded, noticing how Erwin let his apology roll right off his shoulders. As if he didn’t wish to hear it.

“You’re on strict IV fluids but when you feel up for it, the nurse will bring you a bit of bread, alright?”

“Erwin—” Levi released a sigh as he spoke, but Erwin was quick to cut him off.

“No,” Erwin seemed to rein in his irritation, as if now was not the time for it. “No, Levi. I won’t hear objections. Not now. Not after what happened in my office.”

Levi closed his pale, cracked lips. Erwin fiddled with his hands.

“You didn’t tell me you weren’t well. I could’ve done something. I mean—.”

“That’s not your fault. I… Erwin, I've never been good about remembering… this kind of thing. It slipped my mind.”

“You’re malnourished. Anemic. You lost consciousness, Levi.” His voice was near a whisper once he spoke again. “Two days.”

“And what does that have to do with you?”

Erwin may have his emotions sealed away but Levi was not keen to follow suit.

“I fucked up okay? I was pushing myself and eating right just fucking slipped my mind, what do you want me to say?”

“I’m your commander now, Levi. Your life is in my hands. I was overworking you. I was.”

“As self centered as that is, Erwin, I am my own person and when I make a mistake it’s on me,” he bit into the last word with bitterness. “This happens from time to time. I’m not good with… reading myself. Knowing what I need. Until I’m at a breaking point.”

“Like your body is in survival mode, all the time.”

Levi nodded weakly.

“I see,” Erwin sighed, putting his hand through his hair as they sat in the quiet for a long beat. “No matter what the reason, there had to be one for you to not tell me right then, before you passed out. Can you please just tell me that?”

Levi felt his very muscles tense.

“I’ve always been this way. I don’t want you to take it personally. I’ve been on my own so long, I’ve been down so long… I don’t know how to lean on someone. Especially when I’m not even sure what’s wrong.”

Something painful to witness pooled in Erwin’s gaze. He was hurt by this. In a way that Levi had never seen. In a way that Levi didn’t think was even possible.

If there was at least one thing Levi was certain of, he didn’t want Erwin to ever feel this pain again.

“But I’m willing to learn,” he whispered, hesitating as he pulled Erwin’s warm hand into his own again. “If you’re willing to teach me.”

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[heartshapedbubble]

Welcome back!!!!! Missed you so much. Hope you're doing well :)

Was wondering if I could request Burke being a grandpa to little girl. Since you aren't taking oneshot or fanfic reqs I was wondering if it could be lile in headcanon form? Idk, anythibg that you're comfortable with :)

Hope you aren't uncomfortable with the ask and if you don't want to do it for whatever reason thats ok!

Have a nice day 💖💖💖💖

HI ANON!! life's alright rn, hope ur doing great too💓💓

of course! here you go and enjoy ^_^

burke lapadura being a grandpa to memory hcs🔨🧸

burke is a very carefree but nontheless a caring grandpa!

beneath the surface burke really loves kids :) he just sucks at displaying affection in general

some hunters would call his behavior irresponsible

...like letting memory stick her finger into his bottle of vodka and taste it

to which he responds with a simple *shoo* motion with his hand

like would you rather have her try a harmless drop of alcohol or learn how to pallet stun you to death at 8 years old smh🙄🙄young people these days

refers to himself as "old man" and "grumpy old"guy", even "fossil" occasionaly

always fixes memory's dolls once they tear!

^proposed installing mechanical limbs and laser eyes but took it back once he saw the concern in her eyes

when he falls asleep grandpa style™ on the sofa while watching TV he often wakes up with a face full of badly applied makeup

(by memory, of course)

and he'd let her bake his face even if he was awake 🫡‼️ he'd go on and call himself a "pretty princess" for her

jumping back to burke's irresponsibility, back in his workshop he has a shit ton of prototypes and weapons eagerly waiting to be tested

..and, honestly, is there a better person to test them other than his beloved granddaughter? there's no child out there that dislikes pushing colorful buttons and detonating bombs! (safety first tho)

his babysitting is 50/50 honestly. either he watches over her every move like an eagle or he peacefully reads as she runs around in circles

rule no1 in the manor: never, and by that i mean NEVER let burke in the kitchen.

it's not even the fact that he sucks at cooking, it's just that he's so used to the speed and precision of his machines that he rages whenever the freezer gets stuck or the oven is not hot enough

^so it's a bit of a hassle when memory wants some warm milk alongside her cookies.

"keep away from the kitchen for some time sweetie, grandpa is trying not to give himself 3rd degree burns while using a microwave!"

sometimes memory ends up spending the entire day in his workshop helping him

and trust me, working with burke is a BLAST (literally and metaphorically)

burke likes fishing in his free time so i believe he and memory would go on fishing trips together :)

definetly has one of those funny snapbacks that say stuff like "fish want me women fear me"

even if they don't catch anything it's the quality time that matters!

reads memory her favourite bed time stories! of course, his narrating isn't as good as orpheus's, but he tries to voice each character differently so that's immediately a plus

#identity v #idv #idv headcanons #identity v headcanons #idv imagines #idv fanfic #idv scenarios #idv burke #burke idv #mad eyes #idv mad eyes #identity v burke #identity v mad eyes #burke lapadura #idv memory #idv little girl #little girl idv #memory idv #identity v little girl #identity v memory #idv alice #idv eurydice #identity v alice #alice deross #alice idv #idv alice deross

[lesbiannancytruther]

flayed robin au...post apocalypse..😏😏

this is a bit broad so im sorry if it isnt exactly what ur looking for!!

also this is my first thing i've ever done in this style so go easy on me </3

Nancy Wheeler was not new to the Upside Down. Not new to the dim light, the rotting smell, the persistent slime that clung to her skin and soaked the roots of her hair. She didn't think she could forget any of it if she tried.

When she, Robin, and Steve had pulled their way out of dark mirrored realm and were met with sunlight, she humored the fact that maybe, hopelessly, this was it. Never again. Nancy Wheeler would never again breath the stinking air that weighed down her lungs and weakened her iron will.

It was just too good to be true.

Standing on that hill, where she was surrounded by people who felt so... distant. They weren't there when she experienced the new memories that made her head ache in a way she didn't know was possible. That's where she felt any fleeting hope crumble to nothing.

Breathing that air, that toxic cloud, she shouldn't have been surprised that everything went to shit directly after.

What was left of Hawkins fell apart. In the hurry to escape the violent weather that racked the small towns with destructive winds and lightning that flashed blood red, random civilians found themselves in the woods, just outside of town, where they were left vulnerable when the monsters followed shortly after.

In the months that followed, Nancy learned to slaughter every kind of creature that lurked in the murk of the Upside Down, reliving old trauma after old trauma in her desperate fight to survive.

She figured she'd have lost the better parts of her if Robin hadn't trucked through the apocalypse, not without heavy complaining and slightly concerning commentary, albeit, but she figured Robin's unwavering humor was part of what kept her sane.

Robin was so strong, not that Nancy ever doubted this fact, but it was to the point where every day she felt new awe for Robin's lasting humor and compassion. There were points where Nancy tried to get Robin to open up, to talk about what must be bothering her in all of this mess, tried to forget about herself and her problems to help someone who helped her by just being herself, but she knew it wasn't often enough.

That's why she blames herself, why she's chosen to lead the charge to fixing this.

Maybe she should give herself more credit, after all, every day she fights for her life, every once in awhile she receives wounds that leave permanent scars. Her hair is permanently singed at the tips from the constant fires she lights and spreads. Who could blame her for not being there? For not noticing the signs? Robin drifting away, flickering in and out in weird ways? Nancy figured that one day she'd just wandered off and gotten scaped up, that it was the trauma just catching up to her.

Not that she was flayed. Not that she might be broken beyond repair.

Nancy wasn't sure why she thought Vecna would be one for originality, of course he would try to recreate the Mind Flayer, of course he'd target someone on the inside, someone vulnerable.

Of course she was destined to lose someone else. Of course she wasn't able to protect them.

Nancy is forced to recall some of the memories she did her best to bury. Will's screams as they burned the monster out, the feeling of thrusting the white hot poker into his side to stop him from strangling his own mother. Terrible memories. Necessary memories.

It's her idea to act as bait. Robin seems to have taken on the role that Billy did, all that time ago, and she likes to target Nancy specifically to relay messages. To make her ache. She can't tell if it's because Robin is still in there, trying to tell her something, or if this is Vecna's unique and cruel revenge for lighting him up in his home territory.

Nancy thinks the worst part of this is that Robin still acts sort of like herself. She's meaner, she berates Nancy for things she once comforted her about, but she has the same endearing snark. The same mannerisms. It tells Nancy that Robin is still in there, she just needs help rising to the surface. The failed sauna experiment of last summer would not fail with Nancy in charge. Not with Robin on the line.

Nancy would almost call Robin's behavior flirty, she calls her "priss" and "princess" with a sneer on her face, she touches her, way more than she used to. Robin'll twist her curls with ring clad fingers, grab her shoulders and breathe threats into her ear, one time she even kissed her hand.

The final straw is when the monster that has a grip on the girl she's grown to care an immeasurable amount about crosses a line she didn't even know was there.

"You're so self-absorbed that you didn't even know how I felt about you. Typical for a serial heartbreaker, huh Wheeler?"

This strikes... a chord. No matter how distracted Nancy was in the apocalypse, struggling to survive, there were always the quiet moments where she was left with herself. Her own thoughts. Her worst enemy.

She broke up with Jonathan because she felt they'd grown irreparably apart. She was different, changed, she didn't even know what she wanted anymore. He was the same, he could not follow her anymore. She shut the budding hurt feelings from Steve down as quickly as she could, made it known how she felt. Made it known that they could never work again.

At first she thought that the affection she felt for Robin was a fate-granted punishment, that she was doomed to love another person in a complicated way, another person for her to lose.

And yet, she realized that her love for Robin was the opposite of complicated, that she loved Robin so purely and unapologetically, that it was how she treated that love that made it complicated.

Eventually she had to confront what made it complicated. She wasn't stupid, she knew what it meant, it was just... really hard for her to learn how to accept it.

It's that same love that pushes her towards this plan. She was evicting that fucking monster.

It's face to face with Robin Buckley in a ring of fire, who hisses and spits insults at her in a venomous and inherently un-Robin tone, that Nancy allows herself to feel hope. She will be triumphant, with blazing torch in hand, she will not let herself fail. Not now, with those she's survived with the past months around the fire, keeping the ground ablaze, making the circle smaller and smaller.

They're only a foot apart when Nancy lunges, binding a writhing Robin with her arms, whispering.

"Please Birdie, please come back. We have so much to talk about."

She doesn't think she'll ever forget how Robin looked in those moments, how Robin's curled fingers shredded the sweat-soaked skin of her exposed arms, cutting her deep. How Robin felt in her arms, the blackened veins, her expression contorted in agony as black smoke poured from her and into the air, flinching constantly from the flames. Horrifically familiar.

She's never held onto someone so tight, she doesn't think.

It's later, much later, where they lay side by side on a cot, looking at each other, that they exchange apologies.

It took Robin awhile to recover, with her pulse dropping so low and her body so limp after the presence of the Mind Flayer left her that Nancy was sure she'd lost her, forever. Nancy takes on caring for Robin, and just... talks to her, while she sleeps. Tells her all the things she missed, how much she missed her.

It's so much harder for Nancy to talk to Robin now that she's conscious, now that she's looking at her. Harder than it used to be. Maybe it's because she's accepted her feelings, after all this time.

"I'm so sorry for not seeing the signs. For not noticing until... it was too late."

"Come on, Nance, that wasn't your fault. It wasn't anyone's fault."

"You don't get it. I was so... caught up... If I was just there when it got you-"

"Nance. I know what you're doing. Don't. Matter of fact, I'm sorry."

"For what!? You were possessed!"

"Yeah, but the things I said-"

"Nope. Not letting you do this."

"Nance, I-"

She wasn't expecting to silence Robin's desperate attempts at apologizing with a kiss.

Robin isn't expecting it either.

Nancy pulls away, already about to apologize, talk about how stupid she was for thinking what Flayed Robin said was true, when Robin pulls her back, and she's submerged in something other than despair for the first time in too long.

lmk what u think <3 im always open to prompts lol

#stranger things #ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #apocalypse au ?? #flayed!robin #ficlet #?? #idk what a ficlet is lol #probably a #oneshot #though

[96crewlove]

- the things you do that drive me insane.

itafushi, fluff & smut, >1k words.

it was their regular saturday night. exorcise, shower, itadori comes over to his to watch a shitty movie, they make out during it, fuck til 2AM, and cuddle to sleep.

fushiguro is half asleep when he hears a wide awake itadori ask behind him, "fushiguro, what do you think of me?"

"i think you should go to sleep."

"oi, fushigurooo..."

fushiguro turns his head a little to meet itadori's puppy gaze. he all too quickly decides to give in. "yūji, there's honestly a lot to say about you. i can't think of it all in one sitting."

"oh..."

"yeah."

it's right then that itadori makes his absurd "i got an idea!" face. fushiguro is horrified before the words even fly out his mouth.

"we should make a list then! you write things about me that i do and how you feel about them and i do the same for you! it's perfect! ingenious! foolproof!"

"yeah, and kind of unnecessary." says fushiguro, but at itadori's frown, he tries to make amends. "i just mean that if we do this, aren't we like, judging each other a little bit? what if i put down something that you do constantly and say i hate it and that hurts your feelings? or worse, makes you wanna change yourself for my benefit?"

itadori contemplates his boyfriend's point, then he shakes his head like the unwavering spirit he is. "that won't happen. we can talk about it if either of us do feel that way, but i want these lists to be 100% honest."

fushiguro loves him so much. he reaches back to pull itadori towards him for a kiss. when they break apart, they are staring into each other's eyes. brown & green.

"okay."

"okay?"

"okay."

itadori gives fushiguro one of his big smiles before leaning in for another kiss. fushiguro moans into it, making sure to sound extra slutty so that when itadori slid his half-hard dick back inside him, their night (or morning, for that matter) could end on an extra positive note.

the lists start later that day.

THINGS THAT 'GUMI DOES THAT DRIVES ME INSANEEEEEE♡

when u tell me to "shut up😡🧍🏻" like YASSSS DADDY TELL ME WHAT TO DO

u order us takeout when it's been a rough day like CHRIST ur so perceptive and it just makes me wanna kiss u UwU <3

when u fix ur hair in the morning and look at yourself in the mirror cause u look like a total model (i'm so lucky to have u)

whenever you, me, and nobs are in the field and u get protective of us 🥺 like u go fucking crazy if even a scratch lands on either of us and that is so goddamn hot sir

when u wait for me to ask u if u need help because ur too shy/proud to ask

things that my dumbass boyfriend itadori does that drives me insane x

leaves all his goddamn hair on the bathroom floor after styling it HEY

his laugh. i like it. YOU LOVE IT

takes huge risks + always ready to put his life on the line like that won't affect the people around him, like nobody will care 'gumi🥺

him being a genuine and compassionate person :))))))))

when he throws me on the bed and then proceeds to rearrange my guts 🤷🏻

the fifth input on fushiguro's list not only got him a thorough dicking down but also set off a very horny chain reaction.

THINGS THAT 'GUMI DOES THAT DRIVES ME INSANEEEEEE♡

ur (rly rly pretty) eyes rolling up whenever i fuck u deep n slow

the way u look at me when we're on opposite sides of a room. bedroom eyes and pouting your lips into a frown on purpose because u know that shit turns me on

the sounds u make whenever i hurt u a little bit or throw u around

"shit. where do you want it, babe?" "inside me, yūji, please."

when you deepthroat my dick and look up at me with those eyes LIKE FUUUUUUUCK 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

things that my dumbass boyfriend itadori does that drives me insane x

when i look up at him silently asking him to fuck my face...and he does. instant serotonin. I KNEW ITTTT U DO THAT SHIT ON PURPOSE

him using his muscles to put me into whatever position he wants :))))))))

him smoothing his hair back + leaving any type of jewelry on whenever we have sex. it is admittedly very hot. ALL THIS HOTNESS IS FOR U MEGUMI BABY🥵

him asking for consent for every little thing even though i ask for it :))))))))

him telling me that he loves me right before he cums. he says it every time. damn straight i love ur fine ass and and and ur actual ass that is also fine UwU <3 💞💞💞💞💞

"not that it was a competition or anything, but—oou, fuck—just because you wrote down more things than me does not mean you love me more than i love you. like, my stuff about you were way more descriptive—"

"why in the ever-loving fuck are you talking about this now?" fushiguro motions to their joined bodies. they are very much naked, and itadori has him bent against the shower wall with his cheek rubbing up on the glass like it isn't embarrassing.

"right!" itadori laughs nervously before getting back to work, resuming his onslaught in fushiguro's ass. "i just wanted to let you know in case! you know i love you—uh, jesus, you are so tight for me, megs—a lot, right?"

as if to prove it to megumi, yūji starts fucking him harder. the slapping sound of their skin meeting echoes off the walls. it is both very filthy and very hot. megumi can't help but moan despite wanting to roll his eyes.

"yes yūji, i know."

extras!

at the beginning of their relationship megumi took a longer time to fall asleep with how loud yūji snored and writes as such. when yūji secretly sought out a way to quiet his snores, megumi woke up in the middle of the night fearful thinking yūji had died. again. needless to say, megumi cussed yūji out telling him that he would rather fall asleep to yūji's broken car engine snoring than think he had died on him again. (megumi had grown fond of used to the snoring anyway.)

yūji writes down that he doesn't like it when megumi helps people who are so obviously flirting with him ("yūji, that girl was just asking for directions." "DIRECTIONS TO YOUR DICK!")

megumi loves when yūji teaches him stuff in the kitchen. it really turns him on. yes, they make out in the kitchen a lot.

yūji loves how understanding megumi is to the sukuna situation. more than a dozen times has sukuna made obscene comments while the couple was having sex. ("i could fuck him harder than that. do better, brat.", "smack his ass again, brat, your handprint is fading.", "i swear his ass gets bigger every time.")

megumi likes that yūji is a crybaby sometimes and asks him for cuddles when the pinkhead has had a rough day

yūji loves that megumi is a power bottom

megumi loves to smack the shit out of yūji when he refers to him as a power bottom

in the rare moments that yūji sees megumi smile so big or laugh so hard that his teeth show, yūji is one step closer to getting down on one knee never mind that they're only eighteen

megumi looooooves it when yūji worships his body. he has developed quite of a praise kink because of it (and a million more kinks thanks to yūji but that is ASIDE THE POINT-)

yūji looooooves when he wakes up before megumi. these moments are of course rare because megumi is essentially an insomniac, but watching his boyfriend wake up and still be so painfully gorgeous doing it is literally one of yūji's greatest joys in life.

#itafushi #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk megumi #jjk yuji #fushiguro x itadori #itadori x fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #itadori yuji #itadori yuuji #fushiguro megumi x itadori yuji #jjk sukuna #writers #fanfic #fanfiction #jjk anime #fluff #smut #yuji x megumi #megumi x yuji #ryomen sukuna #oneshot

[spacexcowgirl]

rose i've come here to bug u w questions 🐛

first of all what are ur thoughts on james potter 👀

2. u have to fight one of the marauders (think long and hard about this), and they get to use magic BUT you get to be a vampire (like twilight style with the sparkly skin and vampire powers). who are you fighting and what would your vampire magic trick be to fight them. both u and the character are at full potential

and 3. what is ur hottest marauders take?

MAGGIE

I was on the Tumblr app and I had to grab my laptop and pull up Tumblr.com just to respond to this first one. I have all the thoughts about James Potter. Always. Everyday. Everywhere.

James Potter to me is just. He is everything. He is naturally charismatic, and lovable, and maybe he doesn't even think about it, but he brightens spaces. But, in my head, he's also trying so fucking hard. Because he's had it so good, he loves his parents, he loves his friends, and everything is right, but it shouldn't be, you know? Sirius is struggling, Remus is struggling, Peter is (quietly) struggling, and James sees that, and he's just. trying to pick up the slack. he is trying to rest the world on his shoulders for the people he loves, and that's beautiful to me.

BUT. what's most beautiful to me about James, in my head, is the way he feels. Obviously we are limited with what we know about him in canon, but even canon aside, he's just this character that to me is operating under the pretense of helping/"fixing" the people he loves, and he's fucking it up. He's making it harder for himself. He's causing collateral damage. he's doing what he can and what he can do isn't always enough.

He's trying, and it's slipping through his fingers.

I DONT KNOW MAGGIE. I've gone on plenty of James rants to you, but I love him deeply, and I see him clearly in my head, and I just get him. I get his struggles, I get his guilt, I get his arrogance, I get all of it. He's doing his best, and he's a kid who's always had it easy, and he's learning now that sometimes your best isn't always enough. Sometimes it's out of your hands. Sometimes you hurt people. It's all growth, and I love that.

2. Maggie BABES thank you for this question.

I'm not even worrying about the marauders character yet. I am first and foremost thinking of my twilight vampire power, and I think the answer is obvious.

I can have any power in the twilight universe world? I'm taking Zafrina and Senna, who have this visual projection power. Like these bitches can completely change your perception of reality with their MINDS. That's what I want.

I could fight anyone with that power and still win (cocky assumption probably idc) but like. You wanna point your lil wand at me? where am I? you don't know. We are now in the amazon rainforest and there are 6 of me. Try to figure it out.

to completely finish your question, though, I will choose someone. I'm gonna go with mmmm... James. my angel. I think I hc ADHD (bc same) onto him, so this is unfair, but I could just completely overwhelm him and win. and if the goal is to win, that's the choice I'm making.

3. oooooh my hottest marauders take. I feel like I could go a few ways with this.

first of all, I think the fandom as a whole is too discourse-y. Especially for a fandom that is like. completely made up. Like how are you about to argue about how a character is portrayed when we have almost 0 basis in it? just let people think what they think. it does not matter that much, just don't engage with what you don't agree with.

for a hot take on the actual characters??? I think that Sirius would not freak out about jegulus. SORRY. but like. I love the idea of dramatic Sirius, and I get it, but also, no. Maybe I'm just biased because I have younger sisters and I can't imagine being that dramatic over what they do, but idk. Realistically, I imagine Sirius would just be like "ew. Okay. don't hurt each other bc I don't want to deal w it." and that would be that. I can still accept a dramatic Sirius freak out, but it's just not the way I see it typically going. (this is also based on the backstory, and I do think there is sometimes reason for Sirius to freak out, but usually it would be more for James than for regulus. idk)

anyways! thank u for the questions Maggie I love writing random essays <3

#rose speaks #maggie tag #marauders hc

[sunlightandsuffering]

Sasha recommended Eren to Mikasa because she wanted Mikasa to live a little, poor girl is a workaholic who hasn't gotten laid in years, what better than a quick romp with a hot plumber to spice things up? She starts feeling guilty bc not only is Mikasa not getting laid, she didn't expect her to get this attached, it never was her style when they were in college!

Sasha tries to make up for her error and make Eren fall for Mikasa. She finds any pretext to call him over and she doesn't stop yapping about her "best friend Mikasa who is every man's dream girl" lmaoo

Lol she does it bc she's like whatever, man candy, and he'll fix ur pipes, bc Mikasa is like an infamous hermit and she's been single forever. But oh how the tables have turned lol, now she's obsessing over her plumber, breaking her pipes and faucets constantly lol But lmfao Sasha talking her up and Eren is like silently agreeing with everything she says bc he too loves Mikasa.

[royalsweetteaa]

This will probably be a hard task and I’d fully understand if u can’t go through with it because they are all so damn fine 😩🤚

- But I’m curious to know which cevans characters u like from most to least? And maybe ur reasons to ur ranking. I love hearing peoples different opinions. Share horny thots too if u want! 💁🏾‍♀️

Love ur work by the way!! 💕

Thank you, I’m glad you enjoy my work!! ♥️🥰 And gosh, yes this is indeed a hard one, but not too hard, - the only problem is the list always changes for me depending on what character I’m feeling more emotionally connected to at the moment. 😂

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI - THIS IS MY OPINION

I’ll keep it simple (not really, I’m going in-depth):

1. Ransom Drysdale

He will always be first. Each time I rewatch ‘Knives Out’, my attachment to him reignites. His style, his persuasive, demanding and manipulative demeanor is so fucking hot and what’s hinted to him having a shitty childhood (because he’s parents are shitty) is fan fic fuel for me to reshape him as a character without leaving far away from the actual source material. He’s an egotistical and arrogant bastard and my toxic trait thinks I could fix him. 😭

I want him over me and do whatever the hell he wants to me. I bet I would cry because he’s a little intimidating but I honestly don’t care. I’ll let myself be distracted of his beautiful face.

2. Jake Jensen

I want to give my first, marry and give a child to someone like Jake, - correction I want to give it all to Jake himself. A man who cares about the ones closest to him and is awkwardly humorous to the point where you can’t help but melt how absolutely adorable he is. He would know how to brighten your day even if it’s your worst, and he’s just so open, I know living a life with him wouldn’t be boring. He would be such a good father and husband (we’ve already seen how supportive of an uncle he is), and he seems so gentle, it gives me comfort.

His shy and awkward demeanor tells me he’s a bit of a sub, and while I’m 100% a sub as well, I would exclusively think of switching if my man’s exactly like Jake, - sweet, humorous and not threatening in the slightest. I want to ride Jake so bad it’s actually a constant thot in my mind.

3. Johnny Storm

This is a hard one because Johnny and Steve always switch places but I’ve been in a good Johnny mood these past weeks so I’ll put him above Steve for now.

What makes Johnny great is he does not have a completed character arc, which opens a whole new world of imaginations and creativity. It’s so obvious they were going to set him up with a woman for the third installment but that never came, which to me is great! Again it’s my toxic trait of thinking I could change men to be a better person because I’m just that ✨ special ✨.

Also while I have a thing for older and mature men, something about being with a bold immature manchild and manwhore is so hot to me. Like yes sir, let me be that special woman in your life from your hundreds of previous partners. 💅

4. Steve Rogers

I love Steve and adore him sm… - up until the very end of which his finale character arc is questionable and so unappealing to me personally it actually makes me a lil mad. 😭😭 I could talk all day of how his ending ruined his character arc AND Peggy Carter’s (yes I like her, go watch Agent Carter it’s so good and I think you’ll like her too if you watch it - otherwise please don’t judge me) but I won’t, so I keep it simple of pretending it never happened.

His whole story of being from the past is such a cool concept to me. I want to teach Steve all about the modern world of what he doesn’t learn through his line of work, and I love how much of a gentleman he is from the 40s etiquette. He’s husband material for sure.

ALSO LET ME NOT FORGET TO MENTION HE AWOKE MY SIZE KINK! All those smutty fics of him being so huge, and fucking the reader with an abnormally large dick makes me so horny, I can’t —

5. Andy Barber

Andy hasn’t been occupying my thots as much lately but I love his character and I stand be the fact he’s the ‘dommest of them daddies’. This man of law would have been kinkier if his wife was too.

Like I want him to spit in my mouth and tell me I’ve been a bad girl while he fucks me from behind and calls me his dumb whore. I know deep down he’s into that, Laurie’s just holding him back.

6. Ari Levinson

Ari is hot and sexy, - all the good stuff. BUT it’s so hard to get fueled by him because he’s in one movie where he is one of many characters and we don’t get to know him that well. 😭😭 We really be having no choice other than going off what we think would be canon for his character but it’s ultimately not, which is kind of a bummer. I’m only attached to Ari in fan fics, not so much from the movie - which is fine but my main point still stands, we should have gotten more interactions from him.

But yeah, he can get it anytime from me. 😏

Please, either reblog / comment with your ranking! I’m curious too to know what other people think! <3

#anon <3 #thots 💭 #cevans characters #johnny storm #jake jensen #ransom drysdale #steve rogers #ari levinson #andy barber

[smute]

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smut:

i stopped tagging #nsfw bc i was very inconsistent with it but i still use it as a blanket thing for hardcore stuff (which i dont rb very often).

update march '23: decided to start tagging #nudity again to make filtering easier for my followers. i'll use it for all kinds of naked people (full, partial, sexual, non-sexual, etc.) in addition to the existing community tags and my own thirst tags. let's see if i can keep it up 🥴 if you want to be on the safe side feel free to block individual tags as well:

#ah ohhh big honkin boobies some massive mmmmommy milkers huge hombers like massive gazongas just enormous milkin hooters = the prize-winning tiddy tag

#thirst tag

#just a hole etc

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#omg nobody look hes ass = butts 🍑

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oh and i use "👁️👁️" in a few other horny tags so if you filter that too you should be good <3

general sfw things:

#adhd = adhd stuff

#fav = things i want to find again ❤️

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#is he single = sfw thirst tag

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#always reblog = poasts i know ive reblogged a lot 🔄

#german stuff = german stuff 🇩🇪

#want and #shopping list = stuff i want, mostly earrings 🛒

text:

#poetry = poems

#words = words 📖

#note to self = kind motivational things/advice/general positivity ☀️

#lit = lit studies including all my hot takes 🤓

#ling = linguistics

#writing = writing 📝

visual:

#art = mostly paintings 🖼️

#photography = photography 📷

#portrait = portraits

#people = duh

#dudes chilling sexily = art of dudes chilling sexily (tm harsha)

#men with books = 3 guesses

#arch = architecture

#homes = interiors

#dream home = exteriors lmao

#donttouchme = remote hice 🏡

#they dont make them like this anymore = old books📕

#vestiture = clothes shoes bags jewelry etc

#10/10 would wear = also clothes 💃🏼

#embroidery = embroidery 🪡

nature:

#i miss the sea = water 🌊

#so liedownable = soft grass 🌱

#moistcore = gratifying wetness

#ah yes. the gnarled branch rough and twisted beckons you to dream = gnarled branches

#hills to roll down = rolldownable hills

#frühling = spring 🌷

#sommer = summer 🌞

#herbst = fall 🍁

#winter = ☃️

#i want snow = snow and ice ❄️

#strawbebbies my beloved = 🍓

#me i pet him wethands style = soft animals; mostly dogs

#our michael = old photos of cats 🐈

#ough dr puderzucker = corgis 🐶

#pasum = possum pics 🐾

#horse girl tag = irl hoarsies and rdr2 🐎

vibes:

#god i wish that were me = stuff i wish i could be

#i think that would fix me = things that would fix me

#lovecore = 💕🥰

#slutcore = self-explanatory 🖤

#snorkmimicore = oh so eepy 🥱

#on all levels except physical i am a smoker = smokers being hot and cool 🚬

#BANABA = 🍌

#ough = ough

#ough ough <3 = things that sometimes make me go ough ough <3

#100% ough ough <3 = things that always make me go ough ough <3

#wholesome = wholesome things 💖

places:

#i miss london = london 🇬🇧

#ough pawwis = paris 🇫🇷

#vedi napoli e poi muori & #italianpoasting = italy 🇮🇹

#island = iceland 🇮🇸 (and the faroe islands 🇫🇴)

#americana = norf america 🇨🇦🇺🇸🇲🇽

#fucking switzerland = 🇨🇭

#trains = trains 🚂

media:

#to watch = stuff i wanna watch 📺

#to read = book recs and articles 📚

#read later = reblogged without reading

#the lonely city my beloved = fantastic book

#penis wakt = twin peaks

#vincent van gogh = 🎨

#florence + the machine = fatm stuff

#music = songs

i also use a few common trigger and content warnings, but i'm the most consistent with things related to EDs, dieting, weight loss, and fatphobia

format: "[thing]" or "[thing] tw"/ "[thing] cw"

backups:

bluesky🦋

#ill try to keep this updated #not a complete list #obvi #mostly made this for myself #but feel free to block/filter whatever you need #& #tag guide

[iammissingautumn]

Stan marsh headcanons gO

this isn’t a death threat!!!

ummm i lovb him.

- Stanley is a dog boy, he loves going jogging with Sparky and taking him out and playing with him

- Stan can never not be in love with Kyle

- I’m always a sucker for Stan’s Bad With Feelings, unintentionally leading Kyle on / being inconsiderate with his feelings

- stan has an incredibly complicated relationship with shelly. i don’t think she would ever see herself in the wrong explicitly and it would make Stan feel rlly shitty.

- I do think that Stans perfect life is without his dad and sister. there is too much baggage there. his last year of highschool r a blessing bc of this.

- okie stanie is like. he is a bit oblivious while also being aware of his feelings. so he knows he loves Kyle bc he’s his best friend but he doesn’t know He Loves Kyle. i wasn’t gonna make this about style but it’s too easy.

- AND FUCK JOCK STAN. (/ref) i’m like. fine with jock stan. whatever 🙄. but i think the sports he’s played isn’t bc he’s a sports lover and i think it would only really harm him because he’d be backed into a bigger corner of fulfilling this idea of male masculinity. And I also think he grows to really dislike that culture and there’s a lot of weight in that in sports. tbh ppl genuinely thinking jock stan is good for him and accurate kinda. surprise me? but maybe i just haven’t seen any good takes. but maybe that’s also telling about the take in itself! idk. moots feel free to make me based about this with ur takes

- hello welcome to musician stan takes. he lovbs playing guitar and singing. He loves singing to his friends while playing his guitar. he loves decorating the thing. he loves writing songs but i think he mostly keeps it a secret. he does daydream about crowd surfing tho.

-he’s such a loser. is this an hc. probably not. again a popular Stan doesn’t make sense to me. he’s got his friends and the ppl who are just outside of that that he knows and they’re cool with. but any like. movie idea of a popular kid just doesn’t seem like him. he’s a volatile loser.

- he/they emo Stan………. that’s all

- he’d have a field day with weed. i think he had a moment when he thought alcohol could fix him and then he tried weed and forgor about that idea.

- Stan has big gay energy. kinda in love with everyone he’s ever met. kinda confused about how he feels things. i could project my aro aplatonic alterous stuff onto him but the world isn’t ready for that hot take and i get enough mean shit about it

#mod caden #south park #stan marsh #headcanons #ronnie 🔥

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Ooh I know ur probably busy but I was just about to go to sleep and I got an idea. One bed trope with stsg :) I think it would work best with teen stsg, maybe ur all childhood best friends (glad to know I’m not the only one here that’s a sucker for that one :,3) and ur families have all gotten together for a big event and decided to go on a vacation abroad but they’ve booked a separate hotel/apartment room for the three of u to stay in by yourselves!! …and have also failed to mention that it has only one bed. A king sized bed, sure, but still only one. I think it would be a little awkward at first maybe…. Just while ur all getting used to it… and then suddenly it’s late at night, satoru is in his digimon pyjamas and kicking off the sheets because he’s too hot and just clinging to u like a koala <33 hair all tousled and sleepy and big arms and legs just keeping you in an iron grip,, :3 And then sugu on the other side who I feel like would snuggle up against your back and reach an arm across to be able to feel satoru too, just to know the both of you are there and he can keep u guys safe..: SOBSSSS !!! I am an absolute believer that if you were really close to them like. BEST BEST friends close and they both had feelings for u they’d just take any opportunity they could to show their affection for you without exposing that they like you because you know!!! You’re super close, it’s totally normal for best friends to be affectionate and loving with eachother!!! They’re so funny I can’t 😭 like if u say to them “hey we’re kinda affectionate with eachother considering we’re just friends” and they stare at you like ur delusional and r like nonono wdym…. You’re crazy… insane…. It’s totally normal to kiss your besties and hold their hands THEY MAKE ME GIGGLE SO BAD The sillies ever… I love them im gonna bite them :(( — stsg anon !! :3 <33

STSG ANON HAVE I MENTIONED THAT U BRIGHTEN MY DAY SM i was just abt to go to sleep too but i HAD to answer this right away bc it made me feel so soft !!!! T_T perfect timing hehe i will in fact dream abt this <3333

FIRST OF ALLLLLL NEVER HESITATE TO SEND UR THOUGHTS MY WAY PLS i’m not kidding when i say they warm my heart sm!!! u are my number one stsg dealer <333 i’ve been busy lately BUT hopefully it’ll calm down soon hehe so pls dw !!! :33

BUT OKKKKKK LET’S GET INTO THIS stsg anon u always know the way to my heart!!! fellow childhood friends lover….. u understand me….,.,, NO BC THIS WHOLE SCENARIO IS JUST SO PRECIOUS AND SOFT AND I’M SOO :((((( sniffle . one single cuddle pile with them would fix me entirely i think… i just know they all had the best sleep of their lives

and then suddenly it’s late at night, satoru is in his digimon pyjamas and kicking off the sheets because he’s too hot and just clinging to u like a koala <33 hair all tousled and sleepy and big arms and legs just keeping you in an iron grip,, :3

WAHHHHHH I SMILED SO WIDE READING THIS HE’S SOOO CUTE PLS 😭😭😭 THE DIGIMON PYJAMAS ……. canon to me btw AND CLINGING TO U KOALA STYLE :(((( little eepy clingy baby boy. i always adore ur take on them stsg anon they always feel sooo in character… his long limbs just enveloping u 😵‍💫😵‍💫 satoru uses you as his personal plushie so true!!!! i just know he’d refuse to let you leave in the morning sugu literally has to pry his hands off you LMAO he just wants to sleep in and cuddle all day…… 😔😔

And then sugu on the other side who I feel like would snuggle up against your back and reach an arm across to be able to feel satoru too, just to know the both of you are there and he can keep u guys safe..:

AND SUGUUUUUU you know me and my sugu bias stsg anon 😭😭😭 I MELTED INTO A PUDDLE I NEEDDD YOU TO KNOW HOW INSANE UR SUGU THOUGHTS MAKE ME LIKE …… the way he’s such a caretaker :(((( needs to feel you so he knows you’re both safe ….. sighhhh. he’s a big cuddly protective doggy …. i love him……. also i dunno your thoughts on this stsg anon but i personally hc sugu as having insomnia :’3 or just general issues falling/staying asleep!! but i feel like he would be able to sleep well — or at least better — when he has you both in his arms….. :(( he needs his babies close !! you’re his emotional support !!

sigh sigh sigh. can u tell this made me a lil crazy … just the thought of him being your personal back warmer T_T…… caressing toru’s arm… listening to his snores and feeling your breath mellow out… just lying next to you both while you sleep and it almost brings him as much comfort as if he was the one sleeping….. :’3 hhh.

like if u say to them “hey we’re kinda affectionate with eachother considering we’re just friends” and they stare at you like ur delusional and r like nonono wdym…. You’re crazy… insane…. It’s totally normal to kiss your besties and hold their hands

AND THISSSS BUAHSHAGSH CANONNNNN GODDD THEY’RE SO SILLY?????? just casually gaslighting u 😭😭 THEY’RE SPITTING THOUGH nothing cozier than spooning the homies to sleep <333

i deffff agree that they would use their bestie status as an excuse to cuddle up to u btw especially satoru… suguru is a lot more sneaky. i feel like if you were dating someone and they got upset at how close the three of you are sugu is the type to wrap an arm around your waist or play with your hair and just give them this condescending look…. telling them that you’re best friends, of course you’d be close!! maybe they just don’t trust you enough. PHDJDH HE’S SO … scummy ….. but in the sweetest of ways……

ANOTHER BANGER FROM STSG ANON this one made me feel so fuzzy and cozy!!!! i hope you have the coziest snooziest sleep with the sweetest softest dreams 🫂🫂🫂 this made me melt into an actual puddle i’m gonna daydream abt satosugu w the one bed trope all night <333

#TYSM AS ALWAYS <3333 #i feel like i should be paying u for these treats T_T … #here are flowers .. n treats …. as payment 🌷🌷🌻🌻🍪🍪🧁🧁 and a big ol hug 🫂 #i hope ur doing so well stsg anon !!! #sleepy sugu and sleepy toru are kissing u goodnight <333 ilysm !! #ask tag ✩ #stsg anon !! ✩