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yours-mythically · 4 months
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A Bad Day = Comfort from Nat
➤ pairing : natasha romanoff x reader (platonic/romantic), dad!tony stark x daughter!reader (platonic)
➤ summary : (request) Hi! I'm wondering if you could do where reader has had a bad day because Tony got into a fight with them and they break down . Then Natasha walks in on them fumbling with a sharpener blade (already bleeding).
➤ warnings : sh (with blade)
➤ a/n : for my lovely anon who requested this. also ig this can be read as either platonic or romantic but I think platonic fits better, also (2.0) the title is damn lame but I couldn't come up with anything else because I was writing this while skipping school n I was a little unfocused
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It wasn't often that you had fights with your dad. But when you did, they could get out of hand sometimes. Besides that, it could also take you two a long time to, somewhat, get along with each other again, both of you having an undeniably large ego. Your mother, Pepper, who you always got along with perfectly fine (you figured it was, because she was a woman and Tony was a man and men are...well...different) had always tried to break the arguements you and your dad had apart. But it didn't always work.
"They're arguing again?" Wanda asked somewhat sadly, nodding into the lab where you and your dad stood, trying to argue each other's points - that being very undistinguishable and hard to hear. It sounded like you two were just yelling insults at each other at this point.
"Yeah. You know, it's kinda sad; considering Y/N's his daughter, but they still argue so often." Clint said, listening to your drama while eating a bunch of grapes he found.
Wanda furrowed her eyebrows and watched as you stormed off, Tony releasing a yell of anger when you were gone.
"What was that about?" Natasha asked, joining Clint and the witch in the living room.
"Probably just another stupid argument." Clint shrugged, eating a few more grapes.
Natasha nodded in understanding, "I'm gonna go check on Y/N. Make sure she's alright." She told the two before leaving them alone once again.
Natasha arrived in front of your room, which actually was right next to hers, and knocked at the door.
"Hey, Y/N, it's Nat. Can I come in for a sec?" She asked waiting for a response. When she didn't get one, she released a long sigh, "Listen, I just wanna talk real quick. Nothing to be scared of; you're not in trouble or anything."
"Leave!" Was the only thing Nat heard, your voice muffled through the door.
"I promise, Y/N, I just want to help." Natasha told you, her voice softening when she realized how much more upset you actually were.
"I don't need help, I'm fine!" You replied.
Natasha released one more sigh, "Okay, I'll leave you alone, alright? But if you need anything - someone to talk to or some comfort - come over to my room or just give me a call, okay?" She waited for another response, but didn't get one so she just left, assuming you were just in a mood.
It was a decision she'd deeply regret later.
It was no more than an hour when the red head decided to try to talk to you again. Once again, she stood in front of your door, but before she had the chance to knock, she was sure she heard someone sobbing. And considering this room belonged to you, she was pretty sure she knew who it was.
"Hey, you okay?" Natasha asked concerned, but all she received was another sob, "I'm gonna come in, alright?"
Natasha didn't have the patience as she did before; she knew that you were feeling incredibly shitty and being very protective of you and wanting to comfort you, she couldn't help but open the door with force.
After ramming against the door a few times, it opened, revealing your messy room that you had clearly... redecorated, when you were in your fit of rage.
When she saw you, Natasha's heart felt as if it was getting squeezed by someone very strong.
You sat on the floor against a wall, knees against your chest and tears falling from your eyes so quickly, it was giving any waterfall a run for their money.
You were sure you looked pathetic.
But Nat didn't think so. She came closer, that frown that has been on her face for about three minutes, still being there.
But it turned into a look of sheer panic when she saw what you were holding. It looked like a tiny, simple piece of metal, but the cuts on your arms revealed that it was more than that. And Nat knew exactly what she saw.
"Y/N, give me the blade. Please," She said, kneeling down in front of you slowly, not wanting to startle you, "Please, Y/N."
You were overcome by emotions and didn't know what to do. Should you give it to her? Would that be the right thing to do?
"Hey, look at me. I know you've had a tough day, hell maybe even a tough week, but you know what? You've been handling it like a champ. I know what happened sucks; a lot. And trust me I don't want you to feel like that. So let me help you, alright?" Natasha pleaded softly, outstretching her hand, "Give me the blade."
You thought about her words before deciding that the right decision was the one where you give Nat the blade. So you did. Your eyes, red and puffy, looked at her for the first time since she entered this room and Nat felt her heart clench once again.
"Come on, let's go clean that. We don't want it to get infected." She said, smiling at you before helping you up.
She told you to sit down on your bed as she went - careful to walk around the mess in your room - and fetched the first aid kit from the bathroom.
"So, you wanna tell me what's been happening?" Natasha asked as she sat down next to you.
You told her about your troubles, explaining every single detail as to why you were feeling the way you did. In the meantime, Natasha began dressing your wounds. She cleaned them carefully, trying to make it as less painful as possible, before she put on some band-aids to keep the wounds clean.
"...and then I had the fight with my dad which just set me over the edge." You explained, coming to an end. Natasha nodded, having listened to everything you had told her.
"It'll get better," She simply said, "I know it doesn't feel like that now, but it will, I promise. And if you ever need someone to get you through this and help you, you can always come to me. I'll be here with open arms. I'll hold you, cuddle you, watch TV with you, go on a walk with you; anything. Hell, I'd even try to make dinner for you."
You chuckled shortly at Nat's last statement, knowing that she isn't particularly gifted when it comes to cooking.
"The point is, I'm here for you. Always."
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genshindreamer · 1 year
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Comforting their crying Child
Summery: How your father comforts you when you're crying. I like to think the reader is 1.5 or 2, just enough to be able to express your emotions.
Warnings: Dottore being soft and his own warning yet again. Implied bullying in Kaeya's, reader has horns for Itto's, mentions of ears for Gorou's, Amputee!Gorou
Key: (y/n) your name, (m/n) Mothers name, (e/c) eye color
Translations: Baba=Father, рыбка моя =My little Fish (thanks anon!)
Kaeya
You ran to your father after he picked you up from preschool. He arched a brow but picked you up and held you on his hip. "(Y/n), whats wrong?" He asked in his usual concerned tone.
You sniffled and buried your face in his shoulder.
Kaeya assumed maybe you just had some separation anxiety today, as you had been one of the last kids to stop throwing a fit when they dropped you off at school.
"I can't fix the problem if you don't tell me what's wrong." He said to you, but stayed rubbing your back.
He gave you all the time you needed to finally compose your thoughts, as you were still figuring out this whole talking thing.
"Kids mean..." You pouted and nuzzled into his neck again.
He frowned. Already? He knew kids could be cruel, but damn, mean to kids still more or less in diapers or just barely getting out of them?
He kissed your cheek. "Would you like ice cream?"
You nodded and looked at him. "Shoulders." You said.
Kaeya chuckled and put you on his shoulders and held onto your legs as he got you ice cream.
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Diluc
Diluc was in his office when you let yourself in. He looked up hearing his doors open and followed the sound of your footsteps until you came right to him, face wet with tears.
You weren't yet talking, at least, not talking in a way that made sense to anyone but him and (m/n), and of course Adelaide.
He picked you up and stood, carrying you in his arms as he let you bury your face in his shirt.
He lead you to the kitchen and got out some fresh grape juice and himself one too as he set you on the sofa and sat beside you.
He helped you drink your juice and watched as whatever made you sad seem to leave your mind. He didn't mind these quiet moments.
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Zhongli
There were times he was greatful for his amazing hearing, and this was one such time.
Being that you were just over a year old, he had you playing with some blocks he created from his geo abilities when he noticed you were having a hard time getting them in whatever formation you were trying for.
He turned and watched you for a second before walking over as you had begun the early stages of what seemed to be a tantrum.
He walked over to you and knelt beside you. "(y/n), whats the matter, little one?" He asked in a soft voice.
You kept making annoyed noises and kicking your legs and continuing your tantrum.
Taking a breath, Zhongli grabbed you and firmly squished you up like a little ball and held your body still. "(y/n), Baba can't help you when you scream." He said. He found the best way to deal with your tantrums was just to see what caused it in the first place.
You continued your tantrum for a few more minutes before pointing to the blocks. "No stay."
He nodded a bit and kissed your cheek. "Can you show me?"
You stacked the blocks, but given your short stature, the last block wasn't quite stable on top and brought your entire tower crashing down.
Zhongli gave a small smile and helped you rebuild your tower before picking you up slightly so you could get the block where you wanted.
"See? Isn't that better?"
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Xiao
Poor Yaksha was confused when you clung onto hid leg and refused to let him leave that night before bedtime. Normally, it wasn't much of an issue?
He looked up and saw (m/n) looking at him with that same sad look.
It took a moment for him to rub his two braincells together, but it occurred to him that he hadn't exactly been around lately.
Maybe tonight, the demons could wait.
He let out a fake sigh and picked you up and took you to your bed and sat in your bed. It was the only way to get you to sleep, cuddling you. But he found, he normally didn't mind this ritual.
He sat with you and tucked you in to bed and stroked his thumb on your shoulder as he watched you drift off. He wiped the remaining tears from your face.
At some point, he must have accidentally fallen asleep becusee he woke up to the sound of Kamera and his beautiful (m/n) taking a photo from the doorframe.
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Kazuha
Kazuha jumped as you began to cry. You had been playing outside with some neighborhood kids.
He stepped outside and saw what the issue was. The other kids had left you alone to play by themselves.
Rude.
He walked over and sat next to you, pulling you in his lap and rocking with you. "Do you want to play with papa instead?"
You nodded and and he smiled, wiping your tears before using a bit of his anemo to blow through your hair, making you giggle.
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Venti
It had been a hot minute since Venti had been around, he admitted. But he promised your mother he'd spend at least one week a month around, and it was the start of that week.
Of course, when he came to pick you up from your daycare, he couldn't help but frown seeing you cry. He couldn't stand the sound of kids crying.
He opened his arms and grinned as you ran to him and buried your face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and picked you up.
He then looked at you. "What's wrong, Kiddo?" He asked, looking down at you.
"Miss Daddy..." You said softly and snuggled up to him.
He hummed a bit. "Well, I'm here now! How about I teach you a new song?"
You nodded and he grinned, taking you into thr hands of his statue as he got out his lyre and began to play a happy tune.
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Albedo
It wasn't very often Albedo had to travel for work, given that he was just the chief alchemist, but he had been called into Sumeru, and he'd be gone for about 2 and a half weeks.
He was packing up when he heard little footsteps and he turned to see you, crying in the doorway. He supposed he couldn't blame you. He simply knelt down and opened his arms and you ran into them.
He held you close and rubbed your little back. "I'll be fine, I'll be back before you even miss me." He said, chuckling a bit as you buried your face in his shoulder. He smiled softly and held you close.
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Itto
Itto was sitting in his chair at the house, reading a book. A very unusual activity for him, but he did make a goal to read at least one book a year, mostly so you didn't think he was a complete moron when you got older. Plus, he didn't want to let (m/n) and her lessons go to waste.
He did get distracted however by the sound of crying. He got up, not bothering to bookmark his page before making his way to your room. He cracked open the door and sighed sadly seeing you wake up yet again from your horns.
Since you weren't a full blooded Oni, you hadn't been born with horns or crimson skin like Itto had been, and a part of him hoped you would skip the Oni gene, but around the time you started to grow teeth, you began to grow horns.
Itto smiled a bit at you and picked you in, holding you in one arm and bouncing you gently. "Hey little monster, it's okay." He said to you.
You looked at him through teary (e/c) eyes and snuggled into his soft chest.
He hummed softly. "Those horns will grow in, and one day, they'll be just as large and sharp as mine!"
You giggled as your dad began to make silly faces at you as well and you enjoyed your gentle giant of a father.
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Ayato
Ayato enjoyed the relative peace at night. It's not that he didn't enjoy the excitement a child brought into his life, but he was a solitary, quiet man, and he enjoyed his alone time. Usually, when you were asleep, that is when he'd get the majority of his work done.
He did perk up however, his quill coming to a still as he heard you cry. He got up and walked in to your room.
Given you were now getting a little bigger, they had started to transition you into a proper bed and not a crib (who knows, maybe they'd need the crib again? ;) ), and when Ayato surveyed the scene, he already knew what had happened.
You managed to roll out of bed. You were a squirmy child, rolling all around in your bed. You were a horrid sleeper, having just barely started to sleep through the night.
He walked to you and carefully picked up, setting you in his lap as he held you close against him.
He hummed a quiet lullaby he vaguely remembered his own mother would sing to him, in the very brief memories he had of her.
He watched you slowly calm down and he stood up, holding you on his hip as he looked at you, and then to the bed.
"Would you like me to scold the bed or the floor first?"
You just giggled in response and Ayato gave a smile.
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Childe
Childe just returned from his annual meeting with thr harbringers, and, honestly, he'd prefer to be stabbed then go to one of those meetings, and he was sure the others agreed. Probably the only thing they all agreed on.
He honestly envied their leader, and was pissed at him, because he never really showed up to the meetings all that often. Maybe one day he'd be the number 1!
He shrugged off his heavy fur cape and other winter gear before he heard a noise he didn't like hearing.
A child crying. Specifically his.
He blinked away Tartaglia and Childe, and allowed himself to be Ajax, or his much preferred title, Daddy (make of that statement what you will, both probably applied).
He walked to your playpen where you were playing with a toy he had had made for you. He had claimed to you he was having a meeting with Santa (and it wasn't a complete lie, given one of the harbringers did fund "Santa Claus").
You showed him the toy, with an arm that had fallen off. Luckily, sewing was a skill he had. It was needed to repair his clothes after battle, after all.
"(Y/n), рыбка моя, whats wrong?" He asked, kneeling down.
He smiled. "Nothing that can't be fixed, let me go preform surgery!"
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Thoma
Thoma smiled as he watched you play outside with Ayato's child while Thoma did housework. Yes, he was still the housekeeper.
He did keep an eye on you two, but was mostly letting you two have fun and discover on your own.
It wasn't until later when he heard crying did he turn his attention back to you and your friend, who seemed to crying with you.
He walked over to you two and looked to see what had you two, more specifically you, however, so upset. He glanced and saw you had a nice scrape on your knee.
"Aww, (y/n), did you fall?" He cooed in a baby voice. He couldn't help it, leave him alone!
He pulled you close and got out a bandaid (something he always had on him once everyone started having kids, never know when you'd need one!). He put the bandaid over your scrape and kissed the bandaid. "There, all better."
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Gorou
Gorou was sat on the couch, his prosthetics off as he uses his remaining hand to rub the creams he needed on his stumps.
Right as he finished with his lotion he saw you approach him, crying. Your ears were bent back. "(Y/n), what's wrong?" He asked, looking at you.
You sadly pat the end of his stumpy leg and Gorou gave a small smile and picked you up with his arm.
He kissed your cheek and held you close. "Don't worry, pup, it doesn't hurt anymore." He said softly as you snuggled up to him and he nuzzled you and gave your an affectionate kiss to your forehead.
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Scaramouche
Given when Scaramocuhe returned, he came just in time for your "terrible two's". Unfortunately for him, your mother was out, leaving him in charge of you for the first time ever, at least, completely by himself.
He hummed as he was patching up parts of his fatui uniform. You were playing with some dolls in front of him and he half paid attention to whatever you babbled as you played.
He then jumped when you began to whimper.
"Why are you crying?" He snapped. He hadn't meant to, but he wasn't really used to well, children.
You began to cry more and back away.
Scaramouche sighed and calmed down. He got up and walked over. "Okay, I'm sorry." He said softly and sat beside you, awkwardly opening his arms.
You scooted over to them and into his lap and Scaramouche just held you. He smiled softly. It seemed like...you Just wanted attention from him, and who was he to say no?
Dotorre
Dottore was cleaning up his lab equipment having finished his latest batch of...experiments. Thankfully, he removed any evidence of what happened in these labs when he saw the door open. He thought he told his clones that no one was allowed in the lab at this time, but then, he saw you.
You seemed upset, but not quite crying, and Dottore tilted his head and sighed through his nose. He reached up and took off his mask.
You were just a little over a year old, and already, you could tell the difference between him and his clones. He was....almost flattered you came to him, but he'd sooner die than admit maybe he enjoyed your presence in his life.
He sat on the floor and held his arms open and you toddler into them and collapsed into his his arms.
Did you have a nightmare? Just wake up sad? Were you lonely?
He then decided it didn't matter as he wrapped his arms firmly around you and held you close, rocking gently. "It's okay....it's okay..." He said softly, rubbing your back. He closed his eyes and tucked your head under his chin.
He looked up as (m/n) came in and he opened his eyes to look at her. She smiled at him and Dottore gave...a soft look to her and opened his arm that wasn't holding you to his chest.
She smiled and slid into his arms as well and held you close along side of him.
And Dottore....he didn't mind this.
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Can I order a Strawberry, Vanilla, and Grape ice? Where the reader is deaf and loses their hearing-aids? Thanks
Sure! This request was really fun so I hope you enjoy it Anon!
Order: Medium (3 characters)
Flavors: Strawberry (Riddle), Vanilla (Malleus), Grape (Vil)
Total: Deaf! Reader loses their hearing-aids
(Also this is not ment to be offensive!)
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Riddle Rosehearts:
+ When he sees you franticly looking around for something, he immediately asks you what's wrong
+ He gets a bit irritated when you don't respond so he walks up to you and asks you what's wrong
+ You quickly point to your ears and shrug
+ "Did you lose your hearing-aids?" he asks and you just stare at him
+ He sighs and grabs notepad and pen and writes down his question
+ You nod and look at him
+ You both start to look for your hearing aids
+ He then finds them on the floor beside the table
+ He walks over to you and puts them in your hands
+ You put them in and give him a hug "Thanks Riddie."
+ He blushes a bit and gives you a half hug "You're welcome, just don't lose them again!"
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Malleus Draconia:
+ Malleus was walking down the halls of Diasomnia when he sees you walking up to him
+ You were walking a bit quicker than usual so when you reached him he asks if you're alright
+ You quickly sign to him that you can't find your hearing aids
+ He signs back that he'll help you look for them
+ You both walk into the dining area and see Sebek holding your hearing aids
+ Malleus walks up to him and asks Sebek why he has those
+ "Sir the prefect had these weird devices so I assumed they were a threat!"
+ "Sebek! Those are prefects hearing aids, they're deaf." He says grabbing the hearing aids from him
+ Malleus hands them to you and you put them in
+ "thanks mal." "You're welcome child of man."
(My headcanon that malleus knows sign)
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Vil Schonenheit
+ He walked into his room to see you opening every drawer on his vanity
+ He scoffs and grabs your shoulder
+ He angrily asks you what the hell you were doing
+ You grab your phone and text him the explanation
+ He rolls his eyes and reaches in his pocket revealing your lost hearing aids
+ You snatch them from him and put them in
+ "What the hell were you doing with my hearing aids Vil?!"
+ "You left them in her tater tot. So I took them with me so if I run into you I can give them back."
+ "Oh okay Thanks." "I hope you're going to clean that up." "Ugh!"
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panie-wanie-dean-bean · 7 months
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How are the Girl Dinner ladies like helping us out during our periods? More specifically with cramps and the occasional cravings [Sorry if you don't wanna answer this]
~♥️ anon
Oh I love talking about shit like this! I have to deal with period bullshit and I hate how hush hush people are about it :/
Jill: She is the queen of period comfort. She'll make sure you have everything you need and will remind you to swap out your pad or tampon on time. She believes in stretching and will help you do small exorcises that don't hurt. If you're dealing with cramps she suggests a nice warm bath, the heat will help with the cramps and bathing will help you feel less like a slug
Rose: She's a total believer of your body knows best so any cravings you have will be met in full. She makes you a little nest of blankets and pillows and helps you get up out of it when you need to change out your pad or tampon. She's got your heating pad right next to you in the nest but also suggests an orgasm or two could ease the pain. She normally loves going down on you but this is almost better, your blood and arousal mixing on her tongue, and she gets to make you feel good, what could be better?
Janette: She's less about comfort and more about knowing how to survive even when you feel like shit. She started he period pretty young and on set too, one of the ladies in costuming gave her the basic run down of how to use a pad and some Ibuprofen and told her to suck it up because she's back on in five. since then she's gotten he hands on some actual pain killers because her cramps are the devil and she'll give some to you if yours are bad too. She's not kinder to you on your period but she pities you if that's any comfort
Josephine: She assumes you're dying. Not because she doesn't get them, but because hers are such a bitch to deal with. She usually treats you like you're made of glass but this takes it to a whole new level. You'll have to remind her that you'd actually like to be able to touch and cuddle with your girlfriend while the world sucks. Once you do though she calms down a bit and asks you if there's anything you'd like before you two settle down and snuggle. Her hands are huge and warm and will be draped across your stomach, back, hips, where ever you got cramps she'll put her hands and they work like lovable little heating pads
Bow: She's pretty clueless on the whole thing. She bleeds every month to be sure but hers are pretty light and she doesn't really cramp at all so she's not too sure why you're dreading this so much. Once it hits she gets it. She's basically an empath seeing as she's a bit of a dog so she can tell how much pain you're in. She'll bring you all her favorite toys, even the pair of underwear she was hiding from you! Once you tell he what you actually need she's on it. Don't pay attention to that crashing sound you heard or how she's limping a little bit she's fine
Nikki: Is generally pretty caring but if you try to get out of bed she goes full dom on you. She makes you accept her care, no ifs ands or buts about it, you are resting and taking care of yourself. Now, she knows you might have to go out and do something but she always tries to come with you and holds your arm the whole time in case a bad cramp tries to knock you down. She knows a lot of deferent massages and will try to work out any achiness you might have
Shauna: She has a huge stash of sweets just for this. She lies with you on the couch turns on a movie to distract you and feeds you candies. She makes a big silly deal out of it too "More chocolate my beloved?" like she's feeding grapes to an emperor or something. Moonpie also likes to help, snuggling up to you and purring away as a cute white noise machine
Irene: She buys you everything you need, will ask you your pussy size in the store even though she's seen it before. Will also buy you every type of food you've ever liked and a new heating pad for good measure. She tries to be your little servant for the week but if all you want is cuddles she can make that happen too
Bonnie: She's not giving time off for this, sorry :). She's defiantly just doing this to see you suffer and totally not to monitor your symptoms and see if you're ok, that would be crazy. Oh, would you look at that, Clark left this bottle of pain killers after his shift, that's soooooooooo weird, maybe you should take some, it would be really funny if they weren't pain killers and you got all loopy. Oh, they were real pain killers, darn, what a boring turn of events
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diludae · 2 years
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hiiii could i order a love poem with quote #3 please? thank you ily😋😋
𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓻
had to write this in the notepad app lmao
diluc x gn!reader // mutual pining // anon suggestion // Diludae's 200 Follower Cafe (now closed) // enjoy!
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The Angel's Share.
Diluc had a.. complicated relationship with the tavern. While he enjoyed old memories of celebrations and parties with past knights, a sense of dread and sorrow overcomes him when he is reminded of his current state. Someone with no one to turn to, making the same drinks his late father used to brew all those years ago.
His tavern often accumulated crowds of filthy drunkards, waiting impatiently for their next drop of liquid gold. As often as he sold alcohol, Diluc despised it's taste and effects. The only reason he still sells it is to withhold his father's legacy. Each face he served blended in with the crowd, displaying nothing but a lack of self-control. That was until a peculiar figure entered through the tavern doors.
Unlike the other madmen losing their shit over another sip, this person was on a mission. They had an agenda, one that intrigued the young master. Looking around for an empty table, they gave up quickly and resorted to sitting at the bar. The bag they sat next to their barstool was sturdy, carrying all sorts of books, journals and pens. Diluc wondered why out of all places, why would someone choose to study here?
"Not that I have a problem with your personal matters, but why are you working at a place as rambunctious as this tavern? I'm sure the Favonius Library or nearby fields would be much quieter." The person looked up from their books in surprise, as if they had just been in deep thought. "Oh! I thank you for your concern, but I've heard the drinks here are tasty. I was hoping I could get something to help me through this session, sir."
Diluc looked at the person surprised. He assumed since they were studying they would want a non-alcoholic drink, something he had been trying to push for years. Hardly anyone ordered his juices, teas, or coffees, and when they did it was usually during a big sale. Maybe some people in this tavern had sense after all.
"There is no need to call me sir, just Diluc is fine. What would you like to drink?"
"A glass of grape juice, please."
As he started to prepare the glass, he heard a voice come from the other side of the counter.
"I'm Y/n, in case you were wondering."
"I'll be sure to remember that."
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As the night progressed, Diluc found himself wanting to talk to Y/n even more. Unfortunately their studies kept them busy, and who was he to interrupt someone so motivated? He wasn't sure why he was so intrigued by them either. He could just tell he wanted to be with them.
As the clock stroke 4 a.m., only two people in the tavern remained. Y/n was resting face down in their book, asleep from the long and strenuous hours of studying. Diluc had hardly spoken a word to them all night, but he still found himself caring deeply for their well-being.
Once he was done wiping down the counters, he had to think of a plan. He didn't want to leave you alone, but he also didn't have any where else to take you. Instead, he thought of the next best thing.
He quickly took off his coat and rested it over your sleeping figure, to make sure you were warm. Diluc then quietly opened a drawer and pulled out a paper and pen. His handwriting was strong and elegent, flowing across the scrap piece of paper. The note read:
"Dear Y/n,
I hope you don't mind that I let you stay in the tavern. I was too guilty to wake you up, considering how tired you must've been after working. Not many customers genuinely make me curious, but you have left me craving more conversation with you. If you are available, I would be pleased to have dinner with you at the Dawn Winery tomorrow night. That is if you're comfortable of course.
Feel free to come to the Angel's Share anytime you want to speak with me. If you need assistance in your studies, I will be glad to help you in any way I can. Have a good day, and keep working hard.
-Diluc Ragnvindr
P.S.: Don't worry about paying your tab, it's on the house :)"
He folded the note and carefully sat it next to your hand. He hoped you would at least make an effort to see him again. After all, you were such a change of pace in his tavern. He hoped your hard working energy and taste for grape juice would spread to his other customers, and could help him run the tavern of his dreams. He realized he hadn't felt this feeling of spark and passion in many years, one that if you tried and strived for, you could reignite.
But for now, Diluc was content with taking care of his new favorite customer.
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"He looked at them like he just realized what love is" - unknown
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For the anon who is always eating, I don't want to assume you're constantly eating out of pure hunger, but sometimes it's about the idea of feeling bored or chewing. If it's the latter, one way to combat feeling like you need to chew something to trick yourself into thinking you're eating or satisfy a bored feeling is to chew gum or eating ice chips! Even freezing fruits like grapes or watermelon is a good solution, especially watermelon because it's low in calories and in sugar.
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Wally anon: That's a major killer for me with TV shows. Crazy/stupid/etc. plots I ca deal with, but not boring. 💔 I can only assume he's the reason you started watching lolll.
Oh, the grape fruit idea is soooo hot (you know it was squelching up a storm from how hard he was pumping it 😮‍💨) & it's probably his favorite thing to use when you're not available (to fuck your throat). (But, yeah, they cook in home ec 👍)
So true @ died pent up. I cosign that headcanon. I feel it's a lot easier for him to have self-control with you around (which sounds contradictory (contradicktory?) to everything we've discussed so far djfbdj) cause you & he have explored so much of each other that, he partly wants to wait until he can be with (& inside) you again. 😌
Yessss. I can already picture this being a roleplay scenario where he's taken glasses & a lab coat from a science class to look/act all "professional" while he's pulling all types of sounds from you. 🧑‍🔬
Still gets the job done. 👍 Luckily for him, he doesn't have to worry about them being permanently ruined anymore if he still runs into mishaps lolll. Makes sense @ 09, especially with the aforementioned Supernatural stuff in mind. I just asked cause in TFC a pair of characters are about to have sex & the bed they're on completely. collapses under their weight (with the implicaton being the last people who used it were that. rough when fucking 🫣), so you can see why my mind went there with the bed frame mention cause I imagine that being how it ends up with Wally. 🥴
Yupyupyup. It's another area you'd have to work on him with to see if he could improve his skills, but for the time being, him just making you feel good while constantly breaking character is good enough for you. 👀
(No, I completely gotchu. No worries lollll.) And it gets to the point that you likely end up bringing changes of clothes with you, showering in the locker room, & sleeping on a stage bed in the auditorium many nights while Wally just lies there watching you sleep cause he's just SO impossibly in love with you that even if you're not being physical, he wants to be right beside you.
Yesss. Will be looking forward to seeing how they turn out. Have been enjoying this back & forth over Wally (& other subjects) & you having a successful writing spree would be the cherry on top. ❤️ And yup @ respecting his religion. It just feels like the correct thing. 🥰
(as for your question about HTHAZE, I am afraid I do not know who that is 💀)
Yeah at least there's been really fun episodes to balance it out I guess skjddhk and the actors sell the boring parts enough😴
Yeah uh him just juicing it with how much he's squeezing it every time his dick hits the base- and the juice is just making his skin and hand wet but not sticky ykyk that's for something else to do. he may not have to shower as a ghost, but this gives him a fresh fruity scent and taste for when he's hitting the back of your throat If they cook in Home Ec. I wonder what he ends up messing with in there...🫣
Glad we cosigned on that because the bank wasn't processing my loan and all... It's not contradicktory at all because the excitement eventually wears off but still feels new whenever he does give into it, if that makes sense.
Definitely taking an "exam" to the next level, by having him test his knowledge on your anatomy, but only the parts that matter sljldskj 😮‍💨
He may be lean but he's a machine!! He's gonna be fucking at full force constantly methinks, and the bed frame's gonna be the main receiving of that. He's not blowing backs out, he's blowing bed frames out sjsjkdks. 🫣
Eventually, he would come around to the acting skills, but he can't fight his emotions for anythingggg
^ right up with the emotions thing, he just is so impossibly in love (probably because he thought he'd missed that chance when he died, but nowwww its a different story.) I think, when he does have self control, he can get physical with you without needing to break into sex. He's willing, but he would definitely ease up on it on nights when he can tell you're ready to sleep.
Same! I enjoyed going back and forth on a character with little content to their name! I think its respectful and a good way to do something else other than the "I think they're christian and celebrate Christmas" thing most people do when a character has an undefined religion (nothing wrong with that, its just super common)
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hi! i saw your kazuha rb so i assume you're a fan of lesserafim.. can i request for a carlos x fem reader songfic of sour grapes? angst if possible since the song is about.. yeah 🤣 thank you!
>>> Sour Grapes.
rapidly went to type the oneshot after i saw this notif omg ONE OF US!!! i hope you enjoyed it anon its one of the best tracks in the album T^T i could make a part2 if you want to req :DDDDD what if it ends with the great mermaid
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- the strawberry anon
🍏 Green Apple: I like your personality more than your blog! 🍎 Red Apple: I like your blog and your personality!  🍌 Banana: You’re fun to talk to! 🍒 Cherries: I think you’re hot! 🥥 Coconut: I like your taste in music! 🍆 Eggplant: I don’t remember why I followed you… 🍇 Grapes: I wish we were better friends! 🥝 Kiwi Fruit: I have a small crush on you… 🍋 Lemon: I love your sense of fashion! 🍈 Melon: I love your sense of humor 🍑 Peach: I want to date you! 🍐 Pear: I wish you knew I existed… 🍍 Pineapple: We never talk, but I care about you! 🍓 Strawberry: I have a huge crush on you! 🍊 Tangerine: I prefer what you post more than what you reblog 🍉 Watermelon: I prefer what you reblog more than what you post
you like my blog and personality, i'm fun to talk to, you like my taste in music (I assume you're a fellow swiftie), and you wish we were better friends! tysm strawberry anon you're amazing :)
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you're the expert on van zieks, so i'm bringing this question to you: what kind of wine do you think he drinks?
Hello, anon!
I hope you are faring well. Thanks for your ask.
Allow me to thank you for your kind words. I would never dare to claim that I am an expert on the enigma Barok van Zieks, though.
With that being said, I think we are all the victims of a most serious misapprehension. His legship does not actually consume as much wine as he wants us to believe. What he does grace his refined taste buds with in court is nothing more than exceedingly extravagant premium grape juice. Our lordship has to uphold a certain image; an image that has been carved into our minds by virtue of his stately façade. He may look like a demigod capable of out-of-this-world feasts, but make no mistake, he is a mere mortal like the rest of us, and his body can only handle so much alcohol. It just wouldn’t do to be besotted in court.
Now, let’s assume what he consumes is indeed wine. The Van Zieks family has owned vineyards in Great Britain and France for generations. His parents often took him to said vineyards during the summer months as well as during the harvest season, which is usually from August to October (sometimes until mid-November, depending on the weather). This is how he was introduced to the art of winemaking, or vinification, as he chooses to call it. While his older brother was never truly interested in the production of wine, Barok took a liking to it at a very young age because it aligned with his meticulousness and single-handedness. It quickly became customary for him to travel to his vineyards every year to oversee the work and to hand-pick the grapes for the exquisite vintages he now keeps in his office. This is also always a great opportunity for him to unwind and regain his strength in order to face the cruelness of his life in London.
As a curator and connoisseur of wine, Lord van Zieks mainly consumes high-quality wines made from Chardonnay and Pinot Noir grapes. The wine he brings to his court sessions is made from the latter, because it has the appearance of blood and allows him to maintain his Reaper and vampire persona. His lordship takes a lot of inspiration from the Romanée-Conti vineyard in particular, known to produce some of the most delicate and valued wine in the world. He is proud to say that his special vintages can compare to the greatness of those wines, yet he chooses to keep them mostly to himself and only serves them when he is in company of valued friends. His vineries do sell some of the other wine to the public though, because even a noble needs to produce some income. As a 1800s British aristocrat, it goes without saying that Lord van Zieks appreciates claret – or red Bordeaux – wine. He further keeps some bottles of Meursault in the wine cellar of his manor. In the cellar we can also find some less exquisite wine, because too much of a good thing can be a bad thing. It would be unwise of him to only consume his finest vintages. He always chooses his wine in accordance with the cuisine he’s having on any given day, or the type of event or social gathering that is accompanied by good drinks, so he really does consume a lot of different wines, too many to name here.
Through his associations with other vineries he was able to locate a fine artisan family that is producing his hand-crafted chalices and bottles to this day. His most exquisite wine is stored in bottles graced with the symbol of the Reaper, because again, our wine-guzzling „demigod“ has to uphold a certain image in court. Pray forgive a certain exchange student the discourtesy of making Van Zieks crush his expensive chalices and bottles in court.
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mull3ts · 4 years
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Ok errbody,  it's the peachy family's or neocrackheads group chat's 2nd month anniversary 🍷✨
*insert wine glass clinking coz fuck it*
Peachy family in a nutshell 🍑:
We’re all just Pokemon that type like  t h i s 
LETTUCE BEGIN!
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@nct127grass | GRACE! 😎
Oh lord- OK SO gracie sweetie ✨ hello :D aH yEs the first person to litterally type
"hey fam 😎" with that exact emoji
Grace, you've lingered on my blog for a while honestly ahEm ik what u be doin to the point where I can say: I've known abt your existence before the gc. You've honestly made me feel like I'm in middle school again saying "fam" and "dope" so congrats ✨. anYwhOdLeZ you're vv nice and could be one of the nicest people I've ever met 👀. You're always vv supportive and understanding so I thank you for that 🤧 I dAre to say that sometimes, you're like the internet sister i've always wanted 👁💧👄💧👁.
What remindes me of grace: earrings, plushies, sharkies, smuts, more importantly my smuts 😏, asks, anons, cute goth lolita kinda things, bangchan from straykids dont ask, wedding rings
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@sunflowerhae | GWEN! 👼🏻
Hai gwennie :D The time we evolved from ot4 to ot5, thank you for being our pokemon evolution 🤧💫
Gwennnnnn, you just keep it real 💅🏻. The owner of the "👼🏻" emoji 😔✋. Gwen legit, I love you death. (boop period.) (but i wuv all of you to death so,,, 😌). You're the only calm-ish one. And I also feel like you're if not ooper then kinda adventurous with your collabs and ✨jazz✨. And I vibe 🤧. I shant forget when the group chat was so heated on everyone's face 😌. In a summary: I wuv you gwendolyn.
Gwen thingz: tarot cards, the sun, the movie lolita, bright ass crayons, sunflowers, zenon the movie, yellow pencils
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@nanajaems0308 | JUJU!
Part one out of two for accepting them into the gc coz you think your kids know them 😌
Juju, hello :D. You were actually the first person that I talked to oUt of the gc, as in, sending eachother asks but them bAm we got discord 🔥. I've probably had the weirdest convos w you so thanks for accepting my "crackhead nature". and you're sucessfully my bro's favourite niece so congrats ✨ AND WE'VE TALKED AT WINX CLUB AND THE BARBIE MOVIES 😌✋ I FUCKING STAN. pLus you're on your way to becoming a comedic legend 😎 so in a summary: juju you're vv easy to talk to and you're ooper nice and i will deck any dood or woman or anYOne that tries to come @ you
Juju TiNgZ: my laptop 👁👄👁, my lotion 👁👄👁, haircombs, jaemin, seventeen's dino wtf ik , hulahoops, strawberries, the color teal or turquoise
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@kunswifegwen | GWEN/GGTRJ!
Part 2 out of 2 of accepting hoomans into the gc coz you assumes your kids knew them so you added them
GGTRJ HIIIII HOE~sOO idk if you count as my child or in law, but I'll count you as an in law just incase gwen and grace wanna adopt you 👀. anywaySSSsSsSs I distinctly remember having kinda of a awkward convo w you in the gc coz there was just a bunch of exchanges of "fam" and mOviNg oN. I'd be down to virtualy sip wine with you anyway fam 😎 you just give me those "clink clink bitch" sorta vibes. You've only been in the gc for like a month but whatever, wuv ya.
ggtrj tinGz: dilf jeno, pewdiepie, frogs, Lionel Richie, the titanic, Versace, that one juul ad i always see on tiktok, dinosaurs
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@huangvibez | Zainab
oMG hi! Lmao im sorry anywOdLez *iNhALe* an ot4 member 👁💧👄💧👁 hol up im switching tomy laptop coz tumblr's being wonky
oK IM NOW GOING TO MAKE THINGS SHORT SWEET N KINDA SAPPY
HAI ZAINAB you’re vv easy to talk to and I vibe w it. A moment I remember the most abt you is when I told you that Robert Paterson would yell at me if his ketchup packet was 1.4 ounces instead of 1 ounce and when you wanted to see a vampire fic and I told you I had a Jeno one and it still lays in my drafts to this day. Yeehaw wuv ya <3
Zainab tinGz: Zayn Malik idk, big time rush, blue pens, renjun’s shoulders, grapes, hello kitty lunch boxes, soccos, lemons and socks.
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@bbjisungg​ | CISSY!
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oK sO,,,,we honestly don’t talk much but lEgiT i really don’t care tho coz I still wuv you thy talented child :D
cissy tiNgZ: grass, trees, basically pLants, bunnies, glitter, the we go up era, gummy bears
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@bbyyangiex2​ | ELIE! 🍄
O heY elie :D sO Imma start off by saying that honestly,,,,you’d be gr8 friends with npc me 😌. She’s like me but only 4 months older than you 🤩. Anywhodlez let’s gOoOooOoo 
oK so elie, you’re vv talented likE IDC WHAT OTHER HOOMANS SAY BUT I THINK YOU’RE ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. Like stop stfu- yOu cAnt cHangE mY minD eLiE yOure dOpe. Anywhodlez, I remember that one time although idk if you’d know but whAtEvEr. When we were dropping pics of ourselves and you suggested that i was like one of those ullzangs? idk, but then I got a pic of one and you didn’t question in so i was kinda sitting there like 👁👄👁 and proceeded to laugh my bOOty off. Dw tho, I still wuv ya sweetie, I wouldn’t question it either tbh ;-;
Elie tiNgZ: WayV, toenails, sprite, boba, matcha boba, any boba, eyeliner, the middle finger, roller skates, Yangyang, orange juice?, a kid that’s able to hold a convo with me even when you pee (if you know you know)
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OK SO mkAy peachy family! Hi it’s just mEeeeEeEeEe so in a summary I wuv you all...alot 💖💖💖
sincerely,
abi your resident milf <3 
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ruoxin · 2 years
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10, 13, 16, 50, 86, 90, 124, 135 for the book recs ask game 😚
Hi anon! Thanks for the ask :)
10. a book that got you through something
Hmm I don’t think I have a particular book in mind, but The Life Changing Magic of Tidying up by Marie Kondo actually jumpstarted so many of my cleaning habits that I still use today lol
13. your favorite romance novel
I actually don’t read too many romance novels but the one favorite I can think of right now Strange Weather in Tokyo by Hiromi Kawakami, it has a large age gap but it’s honestly the most endearing romance ever 🥺
16. a book you'd recommend to your younger self
This Time Will Be Different by Miss Sugiura! It’s one of my favorite young adult novels that takes place in the town I grew up actually! The characters are flawed and I felt like I was going through similar things and it would have really helped high school me understand the things that truly matter. Too bad it wasn’t published yet when I was in high school haha
50. a book that made you cry a LOT
The only book to have ever made me cry is Sweet Bean Paste by Tetsuya Akikawa!
86. a book with an insane plot twist
I guess it’s not an explicit plot twist but kind of assumed in The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami [the identity of the woman on the phone]
90. the longest book you've read
I think if you combine 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami into the three books that would be the longest book I read! If not, maybe Pachinko by Min Jin Lee
124. the book you're currently reading
I started Sapiens by Yuval Noah Harari and Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck but neglected them for a while due to class and work 😤
135. recommend any book you like!
Kim Jiyoung Born 1982 by Cho Namjoo, Journey Under the Midnight Sun by Keigo Higashino, East of Eden by John Steinbeck. Hopefully you’ll like one of those! :) also any of the ones I mentioned above I enjoyed!
Have a great day and stay safe anon! 😁
send me book asks!
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veterveter · 3 years
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Hey hey, it's gay bike anon again! I'm more than honoured to get my own tag!!! I definitely would like to keep talking to you <3 And only love for you too <3
I'll gladly wait for your response to my ask (or asks??? we'll see one day ehehehe)! I feel you, when people cite some of my text messages from a few months (or more) ago I'm often like "nope, nah-ah, that's not me, you're wrong". Same for older essays, I often can't believe I wrote those. And even with things I wrote late at night a few weeks ago, sometimes I'm like "I wrote that? That monstrosity??? Okay, I need more sleep before writing". (My capacity of writing in correct English grammar usually goes to sleep before I do, same goes for varied word choice). But sometimes I'll see this project I've worked on YEARS ago and exactly recognize the pieces I wrote? Since the ask would be fairly recent, I suppose I would recognise my writing style and word choice and since I didn't wrote it whilst sleep deprived (I hope??) I'm setting my chances of recognising it pretty high. But we'll see one day, the mystery will marinate for a while... [I am rereading this in the daytime, and this is EXACTLY what I meant, at night I make the weirdest word choices?? I’m definitely not changing it though because I might find it kinda funny]
I snorted so hard about the way you talked about your almost-name, I'm giggling here like crazy. Apparently my name means something alike 'dedicated to God', but my parents aren't really believers, so gotta love that. The meaning of my sibling's name is 'summer', but I'm the one born in the summer, whilst my sibling is born in autumn, oops. Guess my parents never checked one of those sites/ books where you can find the meaning of a name hahaha.
I love how my ask was so weird and chaotic that you sent a screenshot to a friend. I LOVE that she had no idea what was going on. Then again, I watched the semis (obviously hahaha) but I had no idea what was going on either... But honestly it was peak Dutch culture, water and bicycles, I would just add an ode to 'hagelslag' and voila, the entirety of Dutch culture summed up... [Also: if you don't know: 'hagelslag' is just sprinkles which we eat on bread, yes, on bread, we do not not only eat sprinkles as on cake or on donuts, like in any other country, no, we put it on bread. It's actually a really popular sandwich topping here. My ultimate favourites are the chocolate ones, but you also have them in several fruity flavours (like forest fruit) and anise flavour.] Thank you, perfect chaotic energy is an ultimate goal I strive towards *bows like I'm Victorian royalty or something*
You're absolutely right, it went EXACTLY like that. Specifically, I would be studying for my exams, explaining topics to myself like I always do, so I'd tell myself "The six possible origins of economies of scope are indivisibility, specialisation, marketing, research and development, GUESS WHAT.. SUBWAY DRIVER GANDÍA... ehhh... what was I doing again??" OR: "one of the most detailed and most used models of responsive regulation is Brathwaite's piramid. His enforcement piramid visually shows, nope not important, SUBWAY DRIVER GANDÍAAAAAA" And I'd laugh, continue explaining theories and calculations to myself until my focus started lessening again and my thoughts would wander off again. I am VERY glad I'm not the only one who thinks about it from time to time, and I'm glad you're not suing me for any mental harm yet.
Yess, those pictures I saw from Promising Young Woman look so beautiful and aesthetic!! I'll probably watch it somewhere after the 16th, because I'll most likely have finished my last exams by then. I'll tell you what I thought about it! Thank you SO SO SO much for all the luck wishes!!!! I had an exam last Friday and I absolutely rewarded myself, because it went better than I expected and I passed an earlier exam and a paper too! I didn't buy myself a tricorne (yet), but I did buy funko pops (my inner economist said it was 100% rational because it was a really good deal hahaha). I still have two exams to go, so I could always buy a tricorne for finishing either of those, OR. EVEN BETTER. I'll ask my parents (or my grandparents) for one for my birthday. I mean, that would be hilarious. They'd be so confused. They've never seen S3 and S4 of LCDP so they'll have no idea, even if I tried to explain it. It would be so incredibly funny (and really really weird for them), I am laughing like crazy just at the thought of it.
I've never been in Finland before, but those temperatures do not sound legal indeed. I have no knowledge of Finnish law, but maybe article 3 of the European Convention on Human Rights, the prohibition of torture, would work? If I was the judge I’d 100% agree, so we should all sue the weather sksksks. I'm glad to have brought you rain though (and that I apparently possess the power to do so - magic weather controlling pirate seems like a nice enough job to me)!!! I hope the temperature has become at least somewhat lower. You're right, climate change should just... stop... right away. The weather is pretty weird here, right now: one day it will be super sunny and (at least) around 27 degrees and almost melting away, and the other day it will be raining and I'll be wearing my warmest sweater. Like, why the extremes??
I love that I am able to make you lose your coherent thoughts (that's probably why we have one brain energy about Underwater, because I, too, have the ability to make myself lose my coherent thoughts). I'm glad for your faith in my impersonation of Martín. I even started Duolingo Spanish again, and now know the phrase, "Yo bebo leche" (I drink milk) which obviously would be very important to him. Now I'll just need an Argentinian accent to go with it. Leaning menacingly on a cane would be GREAT, I love the idea. I'll open job applications for a Denver. Maybe my cat could help me, she, much like Denver, is super loud and she is super aggressive towards other cats, so there is potential there. And guiding dogs and even tiny guiding horses exist, why not a guiding cat?
I always assumed I would follow a more... you know… legal... career path, maybe even literally a career in law. But, my accounting professor also showed us how to manipulate financial statements ("so you can notice when people are doing this", uh-huh sure, sure that’s why) and another professor of mine also said that a criminal career sometimes could be the more rational, rewarding choice over a legally acceptable career. So, I suppose I should not be surprised by this sudden change of career plans. I should have seen this coming. And what better way to be able to avoid the laws than by knowing exactly what they are and how far you can go. And if that plan doesn’t work out, the books of law I have (they’re combined in two huge hardcover bundles) are really heavy and you could probably harm someone with them if you hit hard enough… Well, I suppose you can even leave “hard” away, just by hitting someone softly with those books you can bring serious harm to them… Ah, and like that one professor would say: in this scenario it would be a rational choice to become a pirate instead of a privateer. Oh dear, not Arturito :/ Mutiny would seem like a good option, I’ll take over the ship and become Palermo the Pirate. Sounds much and much better than “Arturo the Pirate”, since that isn’t an alliteration, sooo mutiny is reasonable even for that reason. And then there’s the fact that it’s Arturo, I mean, that says enough.
YOU LOVE UNDERWATER TOO????!!!! I completely forgot that you posted that! It seems we do indeed already have one shared braincell energy my friend <3
Last week has been pretty good (except for having to make a test at 9:30, what a godless time, I’m usually barely awake by then ehehehe), I think I aced the test I had, got back some good grades and finally got my first Covid vaccination (and only shortly slight dizziness as a side effect, so that's pretty great). And thanks so much!!! For now I’m safe from Gandía, but somewhere in mid-July I’ll have to take an exam on campus, so I’ll might be able to bring out my inner Palermo then.
How was your week? If the weather is still unkind to you (well, also if the weather *is* kind to you), treat yourself to your favourite ice cream and a break every now and then <3 Do you already have holidays or hasn’t your academical year ended yet?
You’re also right - this is conversation and we’re friends now <3 And I absolutely do like cookies! I would say my favourites are american cookies (though stroopwafels are reaally good as well) but honestly there are only a few kinds of cookies that I don’t love that much. And anything with chocolate in it is GREAT. I do also love apples and bananas, though grapes (which I just had) are even better! What’s your favourite kind of cookie?
Also, I know I have been giving you so many prompts already, but I saw this one in that list you reblogged and it gave me so much Berlermo energy: you live in an apartment with your best friend. the two of you always fall asleep in each other's arms, but one day, your friend isn't there. they've fallen in love with someone else. it's your other best friend, who recently moved in with you. and that's when you realize, that those nights you spent together, weren't so platonic after all. I would love it if you’d write it, but if you decide not to that’s absolutely fine too, no worries <3
By the way, I was going to post this quite a bit earlier, but my laptop (unlike me) decided yesterday night, when I was finishing writing this, that it was time to sleep, so I had to quickly dump this whole rant in Google Docs (it’s almost two and a half pages what the heck) and I was busy all day so I only was able to upload it just now. I swear I can ractually espond faster than after a week :) Have a lovely evening, much love from the gay bike country <3
Heeeeeeey you are back!!! How happy am I to see my favouritest gay bike anon return to my inbox!!! 💕 [Author's note: You can tell I started this reply right away because you've sent me three or four asks since this one and one can tell you are indeed back hahaha]
Yeeeeeees this is how one makes friends!! You know, I was just thinking the other night of how "gay bike anon" shortens to GBA, like the Game Boy Advance, you know. Make of that what you will, but it pleases me to know that you can also have a cute nickname for your cute nickname. Nicknameception.
Yes, exactly that, "I did not write that, and if I did in fact write that.. No I did not." Also, "the mystery will marinate"??? That's an amazing word choice and some day I will absolutely use it for something, just you wait. I think it just goes to show that you should write everything while tired, haha.
Haha I love that naming convention for you. It may make very little sense, but....... but. Also, happy birthday for whenever it is, presumably in the nearby past or future!! Lots of love!! You're the summer child while your sibling is... a summer child, but like, different.
Since you appreciated my almost-name story, I'll reward you with the rest of it: so my name is Tuuli, which is Finnish for "wind". My mum originally wanted to name me Pilvi, which means "cloud". And then she was like oh no this child is not at all serene and cloud-like??? and thus, a new me. I'm glad she had second thoughts, although I wonder if having such an ill-fittingly chill name would've done anything to alter my personality? Nomen est omen and all. There's some kind of an alternate universe where all of that played out, but I'm glad it's not this one.
Yeah either you watched the semis and have no idea, or you didn't watch them and have no idea. There is no way to get what was going on there, I'm certain they themselves also didn't get it. I had no idea about hagelslag but thjipgnhefjpihjo that's amazing, I love that for you!!!! There was absolutely no reason to go there but you as a country just... did that. Amazing. Please have some and report to me so I can live through you. And also, you are absolutely legit Victorian royalty [or something] *bows in return*. Also, I do love how you say "I watched the semis (obviously)." Imagine if you didn't and this entire time I was tragically misinterpreting the nature and intentions of your ask and you were just rolling with it because you've no idea what I'm on about but are also too polite to tell me that. Khhhhhhh
Your brain has priorities!!!! And they're honestly beautiful. Well done, brain. Subway driver Gandíaaaaaaaaaa~~~ My brain is filled with Berlermo quotes that come @ me at random times during the day and leave me just a tad shell-shocked, remembering how it all went down. I'm eating my morning yoghurt and my brain goes yo te propuse fundir oro juntos, and I'm just there like :)))))) Real nice, brain.
Have you had the opportunity to see Promising Young Woman yet? Hhhhh it's so pretty, every time I work on this reply [it's a lot of times, okay, I'm very diligent about this, I stare at this ask and craft snazzy replies in my head all the time, that's why I'm so slow in... actually replying] I'm reminded of that. I'm not a very visual person but the colours and the framing... that was really nice.
I am somewhat glad you've not been to Finland yet, you must hit me up when you come visit, I'll take you for coffee!!! It's actually cooler now (bless!!!!!!!!!!!), the last... four days have been reasonable 14-20 degrees, after four consequtive weeks of 25+. Kkhhhh thinking back to it makes me feel a little ill, but now beret weather is back. I own a lot of berets, dear gay bike anon. I'm going to my university city for the weekend and I'm already wondering which beret(s) I should bring with me. This is an important decision with potential long-lasting consequences. I don't know if you've played any of Telltale's games (The Wolf Among Us and the first two seasons of The Walking Dead are the best ones, fight me), but when you make a decision and the game goes "This character will remember that." and you instantly go oh no what have I done??? That's how I feel about choosing the perfect beret for my city outing. But yes, weather extremes are just the worst. We've been having the longest drought I've ever seen here (it's still not properly rained, for the record, on Tuesday it rained for an hour or so) while in other places there's awful flooding. That's awful.
Ahhh I'm so happy you're continuing your Spanish-learning!! I took a beginner's course at uni in the spring semester, I'm going to take the next one when uni resumes in September. And yes, I'm studying it for LCDP. I mean I love languages in general, but I never had a particular need to study Spanish, until this year I suddenly did. I'm also Duolingo-ing it! Very slowly and steadily. Also, I adore the idea of your cat being your Denver. What's your cat's name??? What do they look like?? Tell me everything, you can't just leave it at my cat, you simply must allow me to meet them. Also, you know why guide cats aren't a thing? Because cats are the worst. I love cats, but you can't just teach them to do useful things. They'll do them if they want to. As I type this, my cat is trying to catch flies at my feet. Her name is Muusa.
I studied accounting for my undergrad!! So I can join you in [[[preventing]]] tax fraud and [[[recognising]]] tampering with financial statements. We can make a totally legitimate business out of it. No but truly, I'm certain we were taught some of those things with the expectation that our future employers would expect it of us. Capitalism is so fun :)))))) And you shouldn't be surprised, academia is but a stepping stone to crime, honestly. Any dark academia book will tell you this. You start out learning Latin and wearing turtlenecks, you end up with murder. That's just how academia works. And you seem to have already chosen your weapon... you're well on your way. :) Palermo the Pirate sounds great!!! I support your mutiny. I don't think I said, but this is my favourite word of the English language. Mutiny. Mutiny????? It doesn't sound very serious. It sounds cute, actually. I love it.
I'm so happy to hear you got your covid vaccine!!!! I had mine a month ago or so - I typed you a reply to the subway Gandía thing on the train ride back, actually. I was really stressed about getting it on my right arm, because I'm left-handed, and last time I got a vaccination (like a decade ago) they insisted on giving it on my left arm and I was sad :( But this time!! I got it on my chosen arm and was very pleased. So anyway, that was a segue. I'm glad you got your covid shot and were side effect -free!!!
My week has been good, thank you!! I went to my uni city for my niece's birthday on Monday, and as said I'm going back on Friday (tomorrow). So this time in between has felt like exactly that, time in between. I started reading Call Me By Your Name. I had my Korean class last night. Now I'm hanging out with my cat (she has stopped chasing flies and climbed to my lap) and talking to you. My holidays started already in May! And uni resumes in the beginning of September, but I'm a tutor for new students so I need to show up three weeks earlier for the orientation weeks. Yes, we do three weeks of orientation (read: three weeks of drinking). It's a bit insane.
Now I need to ask you again how your week has been, since I'm so slow. How has your week been?? Are you free from your exams?? When does your uni resume?
Stroopwafels are so good ahhh I'll have to buy them when and or if I see them. Possibly when I'm in central Europe but haha I can hope to be lucky and see them at a store with imported stuff, you know. My favourite cookies??? Omg maybe these ones - they have this truffle filling, and they're fun to eat (this is important in cookies, you see):
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And of course they're Fazer. Because Finnish people have only one setting, apparently. Or maybe that's just me. But all cookies are great, honestly. I like making American cookies, that's always a fun pastime (and you get to have cookie dough, that's like half the fun). I've actually not made them for a lifetime??? Maybe I should, soon. I'll keep you updated. Also, brookies. I love making brookies, they're great.
I really really appreciate being given prompts, I hope you know that!! Thank you!! Consider me pocketing this prompt and maybe eventually some day theoretically getting back to you about it!! You're right - it has Berlermo energy. Insofar as either of them actually have other friends. :)
Thank you for this kind message, dear gay bike anon <3 I'd apologise for my slowness in replying but I think I'd rather you just assume that I'll get back to you, and thank you for your patience <3 Your kind and funny and chaotic asks always brighten my day. I hope you'll have a great rest of the week and just... all the nice and fun and good things and great vibes in life. All the best, dear gay bike anon <3 Take care!! And greetings from Muusa as well - she just yawned and I presume that means "greetings".
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