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firenati0n · 4 months

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roop's first rwrb fics aka fics that left an impact aka fics that kicked off her rwrb fic love aka fics that make her heart go weeeoooweeeooo <3

hello! this list was quite literally revealed to me in a dream just now...which means now you all have to read it. happy holidays. a gift for you.

i read RWRB when it released, but started reading rwrb fics earlier this year during some tough titty times...and have since discovered a gorgeous community of folks just pouring their hearts out into the fandom fabric, giving me the courage to start putting bits of my work out there as well. here are some of the works that were present in my life at VERY roop-specific moments this year:

First fic I sent kudos to (i caved and made an ao3 after reading this one lmaoooo): With so much of my heart (that none is left to protest) by @kiwiana-writes

First fic that forced me to send my first tumblr ask screaming directly at the author for my feelings: also With so much of my heart (that none is left to protest) by @kiwiana-writes

First fic I bookmarked with the knowledge that this fic would destroy me: all that glitters (is not gold) by @indomitable-love

First fic I reread immediately after finishing like literally immediately: Going Platinum by @cricketnationrise

First fic I sent to someone not in the rwrb fandom but is a fan of the au so i schemed that this fic would suck them into the rwrb fandom and I was successful: Rogue's Gallery by @orchidscript

First fic(s) I sent to a boy as a bizarre mating ritual that actually worked: lifelines by @indomitable-love, Am I the Asshole? by @everwitch-magiks, and i ask you how you're doing (and i let you lie) by @matherines (his first fics, he loved them btw)

First fic that made me ugly cry not because it was inherently sad but because i achieved emotional catharsis i was not expecting: One Too Many Mornings by @orchidscript

First fic that made me CRY LAUGH until i was wheezing: and history remembered. by @sherryvalli

First fic that was a WIP I followed and screamed with each update: Cold Cases, Lost Causes by @tintagel-or-cockleshells

First fic that made me run laps around my room in sheer stress: Nova, Baby by @cha-melodius

First fic that made me run laps around my room in sheer thirst: Show Me What You're Working With by @clottedcreamfudge

First fic that made me giggle and kick my feet and blush: No Sense or Sensibility by @inexplicablymine

First fic that made me cry buckets in a costco parking lot: i ask you how you're doing (and i let you lie) by @matherines

First fic that made me learn something new about myself and patched up a crack in my heart: Down By The Water, I Saw You by @myheartalivewrites

First fic that taught me something I didn't know and had me doing a deep dive on wikipedia for 3 straight hours: Moonlighting by @orchidscript

First fic that had me writhing on the floor in absolute agony: What Do I Know? by @three-drink-amy

First fic that made me stare tearfully at a wall in quiet contemplation: Help Me Hold On to You by @affectionatelyrs

First fic that had me slamming subscribe to a series faster than I could say "kinktober": Temperature's Up, 'Bout to Erupt by @sparklepocalypse

First fic that opened my eyes to a whole new world of tags and also a new part of my brain: In His Wildest Dreams by @myheartalivewrites

First fic that made me feel such insane amounts of pining and yearning and longing that i had to take a walk: but if you could see us from a distance, you’d know i’ve always been so close to you by @anincompletelist

First fic that made me rethink my life while sitting in a DMV lobby waiting to renew my driver's license: Deep Blue by @myheartalivewrites

First fic that made me stay up all night to comment on each chapter as I read it in one sitting: Omakase by @orchidscript

First fic that I reread and live reacted to the author 3 hours before my dissertation was due instead of finishing the damn paper: to the victor, the spoils by @rmd-writes

First fic that made me feel incredibly homesick and had me looking up flights at 4am: after hours by @dumbpeachjuice

And finally... First fic I ever wrote after reading all of these incredible fics and wanting to also put a little piece of silly roop out into the world: our world, mine and his alone (the midnight train to go) by me :)

if you made it this far, thanks for reading. love you all. <3

xoxo roop

#rwrb fics #fic recs #rwrb #fanfiction #roop writes #my post #i fucking love y'all so much #cannot even emphasize that enough #roop recs

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misstycloud · 1 year

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New beginning:

Yandere husband x wife reader x platonic son.

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Moving to a new city can be a difficult experience. A new house, a new school, new friends and unfamiliar surroundings. Especially hard can it be if you're forced to bring undesired company. That was the case for Andrew. The new house was built very recently, with a modern interior and tall windows and a supplemental garden filled with beautiful vegetation. Many would say he was lucky to live in such a house, but he much preferred his old home. He only felt dread when the car rolled up in the driveway, sealing his fate. Andrew sensed a comforting hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see his mother send him a gentle smile.

"We're here, come on let's check out the place."

The boy thanked the heavens for his mother, she was the only one with the ability to cheer him up. What would he do without her? He beamed and stepped out of the vehicle. (Y/n) grabbed her sons' hand and pulled him along to admire the flowerbeds planted in front of the house. There were a considerable amount of carnations, dahlias and marigolds. It reminded the boy about all those times when he and his small family went out to the park, all those years ago. When his father was still alive. He really missed those times, times when his sweet mother wasn't with that asshole. When that thing didn't exist. Before his spiteful mood strayed too far, a familiar voice interrupted them. For Andrew it was like hearing nails on a chalkboard.

"Hey, you coming?" A young man in his early thirties came out of the house. In his arms slept a baby.

"Yes we'll be there shortly. Just have to carry these boxes inside first."

"Want me to help?" Her husband asked and slightly tilted his head to the side.

"No, I'll be fine."

(Y/n) proceeded to unload the boxes from the trunk, and placed them on the ground. Andrew wanted to help her but struggled with the weight of the boxes. He tried renewing his grip, but it did not prevent the cardboard from slipping. The young boy was already annoyed, which didn't alleviate when the person he hated most only added fuel to the fire.

"Need help with that, kid?" His step-father stopped right by his side and glanced down at him. Andrew frowned and spat fiercely at him.

"Why would I need help from the likes of you?"

"Andrew! Apologise to Evan right now." His mother scolded him.

"Nah it’s fine, honey."

"But-"

"Let's just start unpack these boxes and have dinner after. Sounds good?" (Y/n) reluctantly nodded and went into the house.

Evan turned back to face Andrew. It might have been the lighting, but Andrew could have sworn there was malice behind those blue eyes.

Andrews' new room was spacious with a balcony, giving a pleasant view on the garden. Despite it being the bigger than his former room, it did not coach him into liking his current home any more.

Why did they have to move? He liked his old home, old school where all his friends were. Now he's forced to start over and with them still here. Andrew would have been fine with it if it was just him and his mom, alas it seems like you can't have everything.

He laid down on the floor, staring up in the ceiling. He thought about when his father died. He remembers hating hearing his mom cry herself to sleep every night.

Many came to the funeral, all his aunts, uncles, cousins along with family friends. They all cried except him.

He was in shock they say. He wasn't sure himself, all he knew was that he felt numb. Like it wasn't real, but it was. Afterward it was just him and his mom. They went about their lives as normal, although they were much closer than before-if possible.

He's a certified mamas boy, all right.

He couldn't imagine a life without her. Andrew felt so happy when she played with him, cuddled with him, read to him before putting him to sleep every night. Now however, they don't get to do those things as much.

It's that Evan and their new baby. It's always crying. Always hungry.

Always there. Always demanding attention.

How he detested that thing. Because of it his mother never got time for him.

They used to play all the time but now her full concentration was constantly on the baby. Sometimes, he is even tasked with keeping watch on him. It things like 'can you keep an eye on your brother a second, so I can bring in the groceries?'- or - 'Why don't you try holding your little brother for a bit?'.

All of his relatives fawn over his younger half-brother.

Treating him like a miracle. When voicing his complains, the only responses he get is that he should stop acting so childish and that he'll eventually come to adore Eli. His aunt once said to him.

'Better not say these thing to your mommy, or she will get really sad. No mother want her children to hate each other.'

Fearing to hurt his mom, he never told her of his resentment. Andrew blinked and sat up inspecting all the boxes. Some stacked on top of each other, building a tower.

'I better get to work or I'll be done next year.'

A few weeks after they first arrive, the family had settled in nicely. Most had been unpacked but there were some moving boxes sitting somewhere.

The neighbours greeted them the second day in town. They came over with a new baked blueberry pie. Awfully friendly people one might say.

Their former neighbours didn't as much look at them, let alone bring them pastry's. Apparently they were swedes.

In the evenings the sun shone inside the house and brought a lovely golden hue. You could just relax in the glow, close your eyes and drift off. Something Andrew decided to do a lot. He especially needed it after an annoying day in school. The boy always told his mother the academy had great teachers and his classmates were so friendly. He would make so many friends in the future! But the truth was that the school had 'okay' teachers, and only some of his classmates were friendly. Not many wanted to give him time of the day actually, being the new word kid and all. Andrew had friends in his former school but they were few in between.

'Not everyone could keep up with him', he liked to imagine. For he was indeed the smartest boy in his grade and since it made his mother very happy, he did everything to keep the title.

During the afternoons, the sun shine inside covering the entire house in a golden hue. Lazing around in the living room just reading or thinking deeply was wonderful then. Mixed with the afternoon glow, it gave the feeling of peace and calmness. It was one of the finest hours spent his new home.

In the course of one of such afternoons, (Y/n) was currently working away on her laptop. Andrew entered and smiled when spotting his dear mother. In his hands resided a orange ball waiting to be tossed around.

"Hey, mom?"

(Y/n) turned her gaze up to see her oldest son staring expectantly at her. She hummed lovingly in response.

"Yes, honey? What is it?"

"Can you play with me, I've been bored all day?" He pleaded.

"I'm a bit busy right now though..."

the woman hated turning down her child. Especially since he knew very well when to bring out the 'puppy eyes'. She glanced around the room and as she watched her youngest play in the carpet, she got an idea. (Y/n) suggested that he play with Eli to cure his boredom.

"Why don't you play with Eli? Im sure he would love to be with his brother."

On cue, the small child peered up at them. He made happy gurgling noises when he noticed his big brother. After all, he didn't see much of Andrew at home. He was always busy doing homework or playing by himself. Being reminded of the baby, Andrew felt himself withdrawal with repulsion. No way was he going to play with him. Evan had already been enough of a bother, but then suddenly had his mother fallen pregnant and next thing he knew, that thing had plopped out. He recalls when his mother told him the news. She was ecstatic and so was Evan. After their wedding they had already planned to move-one of the reasons being work- and now they had another reason to start fresh.

Somewhere new, somewhere where no one knew them, somewhere with no memories of the past.

Despite wanting nothing more than (Y/n) to be happy, he couldn't find any joy himself in the news. He would have a sibling now? He wouldn't be the only child? He would have someone to play with now, he guessed. But it wasn't really that important since he was more of a studious kid. Andrew's thoughts ran wild, there was one thought that stood out however.

Now he would be forced to share his mom.

Andrew didn't want that! What is she liked the new baby better than him? That wouldn't do. The boy was horribly afraid you'd prefer your baby over him and you'd just toss him aside. Throwing out his stuff and maybe make him live with his grandparents. It was a nightmare he had many times afterwards. The fear of abandonment gnawed at him like a rat.

(Y/n) watched as the light in her son's eyes vanished into nothingness. He obviously wasn't satisfied with her reply. On one hand she really would like to play with Andrew, but on the other hand she also really needed to finish her work. Panicked she tried to come up with another solution and as her knight in shining armour, Evan came to her rescue.

He must have listened to their conversation and decided to step up.

"Hey kid, wanna play with me instead? ”

Andrew deliberately scrutinised Evan with a cold look. He then proceeded to firmly shake his head and say

"No, not you."

"Andrew, don't say that. Evan is a part of this family." His mother's voice sounded. But her son only turned to look her in the eyes with a somewhat sad and anxious expression, which followed by him rushing outside.

"Andrew wait!"

But he was already too far out of reach to hears his mothers pleas. (Y/n) sighed defeatedly and pitched the bridge of her nose. Evan attempted to comfort his wife by saying he'll talk to Andrew and that they'll both come to a mutual understanding about respect, before running out the back door after Andrew.

The mother didn't have a clue to what she did for thing to end up like this. Sure, she had a feeling Andrew wasn't the biggest fan of Evan but she kinda hoped that would disappear over time. Maybe she was a bad mom for dating someone her child didn't have the most loving opinion of, but did she not deserve some happiness as well?

When Andrew's father died, she was heartbroken. Who wouldn't be when the love of your life and father of your child suddenly passes away? When she finally decided to get out there and start dating again, she noticed her dates would abruptly draw back. Like they would meet up and then her date just didn't appear interested anymore, even though they seemed to click.

Maybe the bearings of already having a child just wasn't appealing? Because when she introcued Andrew to them, was around the same time when they messaged they'd like to stop pursuing the relationship. She could understand how they felt though. So she didn't blame them for anything. She was just sad that's all. Sad that she might never find that happiness again. Until she met him.

Evan was the only one who decided to stay. Despite her son's snarky comments and glares from the opposite side of the table. (Y/n) felt forever grateful for all the things he did for her. For loving her so dearly. For never forgetting a special day, like birthdays and anniversaries. For making her so incredibly happy while going down on one knee. As well as giving her a second beautiful son who she'd love with all her heart.

Speaking of, that little bundle of joy stretched his arms out trying to reach for his mother. (Y/n) chuckled and went to pick him up and held him fondly while smothering his forehead with kisses.

"You're my little angel, Eli."

Under a tree sat a young boy sulking by himself. He was upset, very upset. His mother chose someone else over him. Okay, he knew it wasn't really like that but it still felt like it. She had chosen a scum over him. Her own son! He didn't deserve the love his mom gave. Not when the one who actually deserved it was Andrew.

He had been successful in preventing a relationship every time his mother had met someone. Every time! But not Evan. He didn't let Andrew scare him in the slightest. Not his death glares. Not his degrading comments. Not even the mean pranks. In fact, Evan didn't as much as flinch when he found a dead rat in his shoe, nor when he found out the eggs Andrew so happily made him were way outdated. Nothing ever seemed to phase him. That wasn't the only thing about him.

Evan was also...weird. Very weird.

Before they moved the their new home, Andrew would sometimes hear strange noise outside at night. It was when Evan slept over at their house. He basically lived there, even though he had his own apartment. So when the boy woke up during those nights and listened to where the sound came from, he took a look outside.

There in the garden had he spotted a tall silhouette. Andrew had quickly backed away from the window when the shadow had looked up towards his window. He was lucky he tought, because it appeared that the figure did not see him. The boy had then continued to observe the shadow. It seemed like it was digging. But why was a stranger digging in his backyard in the middle of the night? Imagine his surprise when he saw the moon's shine lit up a portion of the strangers face. It was only for a second, and he didn't know the person well at all. But there was no mistake. The 'stranger' in his backyard was none other than Evan. You also can't forget the strange sounds coming from the basement. Evan was the only one who went down there, he allegedly used it as his study. His mother wouldn't know anything since she didn't have a reason to go down there and if she needed something Evan would be the first to volunteer.

Lost in thought he almost didn't notice that said person was currently approaching him. Andrew scowled at his step-father and averted his sights to the grass beneath him. A pair of black shoes soon replaced his vision.

"Hey, Andrew." Evan began.

"......."

"I know that we might not get along well but can you at least try? For you mom?" The man asked in a hopeful tone but received no answer. He prepared to repeat himself again, but was surprised at the high pitched voice that suddenly murmured something imperceptible.

"I can't hear you, what did you say?"

Evan leaned in closer with the intention of catching the boy's muffled words.

"Fuck you.." Andrew glared at him.

The man's eyes widened. He wouldn't have guessed this is what the boy was trying to say. Nasty criticism was nothing new from Andrew. But never had he sworn at him. Only things like; where he came from and what he ate to his fashion choice. Evan's expression converted into a perilous smile.

"That's not nice little Andy." He said.

"Don't call me that!" The lad swung his scrawny arm at the older man, but it was easily caught in a tight grip. Andrew froze as he stared into two malicious orbs.

"I will call you whatever I want because I'm the adult here. Listen; I don't like you and I know you don't like me either, but you will do as I say. Because if you don't- well we already have a replacement for you." The man smirked while he watched as Andrew's face distort.

"I also don't want (Y/n) to be unhappy. She wants this new life to go well and your little antics keeps making her sad, and I doubt you want to cause your mother pain. So you will stop your pathetic tantrums and be a good boy from now on, okay?"

Evan released his grip on Andrew's arm and stood up. He began waking back towards the house, but not before turning around and saying.

"Be nice to your daddy from now on."

Andrew caressed his sore arm and winced. He could already feel a bruise forming. Guess he would have to borrow some makeup from mom's bag to cover it up. Looking through the window he could clearly see his mother and step-father conversing happily; like the previous three minutes didn't happen.

Just like he said.

Weird

God how he hated that little brat! If he could just get rid of him, then everything would be alright. It would be absolutely perfect with only the three of them as a family.

Evan Carter was no ordinary man. He can't even begin to count how many immoral acts he's committed. Assault, robbery, blackmail, murder.

But that was not all. He realised from a young age that he was different. Many times did he witness the emotions of people around him, the good ones and the negative ones. But not a single emotion could he relate to.

When he tripped and fell as a young boy, he simply stood up again, shedding no tears.

When his middle school soccer team won his towns annual sports tournament, Evan did not understand the length of his teammates joy.

Don't get him wrong he can feel things, although his feeling weren't as prominent or strong like others. Further, when he was in high school and all the other kids started to focus on finding partners, the boy could care less about it. It continued that way even when he wasn’t a young boy anymore and time had carried him into the life of adulthood.

Until he met her.

(Y/n) was his light. They’d met three years ago at a party hosted by a mutual friend. She had been so beautiful that night. With her rosy cheeks and enchanting eyes. She had him trapped the moment they shook hands. Evan wanted to punch himself for thinking he could make it alone in this world. Before her, the domestic lifestyle appeared pointless; Now it was all he wished for.

The day they of their wedding was the best day of his life. Everything went splendidly and the decision to move to a new city had just been finalised. Seeing his wife pregnant with his child made him so happy. Evan loved his wife and son so, so, so much!

Their new life would be amazing if it wasn't for one time detail. His wife's son from her previous relationship.

How awful that brat was.

Always insulting him and being rude, even though he hadn't done anything to deserve it. It was quite obvious he was trying to scare him away. But Evan was not like those other shallow men Andrew had succeeded in frightening. No, he was there to stay.

Evan knew his temper would soon hit breaking point. Still, he didn't desire to kill the boy. Not yet at least. He saw how much (Y/n) loved him and knew how heartbroken she would be if he died. She was unknowingly the only reason he was still alive.

But perhaps in the future, who knows? A small accident may occur.

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silvershiningtarot · 1 year

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🥲PAC18+ Your FS Wedding Vows🧁🧁

* Take a deep breath. Inhale and Exhale. These are Five Pile! This reading is about your Husband's wedding Vows to you on y'all Wedding day.❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥but this is also a channeled message from them as well. Enjoy them! Reblog and Comment.❤️‍🔥🔥💋🍒👅 This is a general Reading.

(Clear Throat)

“Where do I begin, sorry I'm a little nervous. Okay, my sweet darling wife. I'm happy that I'm marrying you today. After everything we have been through the ups and downs. Going back and forth. Even when we broke up we still came back to each other. I'm happy to call you my wife. Haha! I'm not laughing because you are my wife, I'm laughing because I remembered a conversation that we had saying you didn't want to get married but look at you now, with your beautiful white dress. I'm so happy for this day today. I know I am a lot but you always say I am worth it. You always give me the courage to stand up for myself. Even when had bad friends in my life, you still stood by my side. However, you can be a bit of a control freak but so am I. I feel that we are meant to be, I mean Duh that's why we are here. It broke my heart when you left me. I never thought you would come back home to me. But I'm glad you did! I know I get on your nerves, and I'm still going to get on your nerve. But that's just me. Haha 😂 you met me this way. I accept you for who you are. I love you so much. You don't even know how much I do. Thank you so much for being honest with me from the beginning we met. I remembered the first time we met, we were working in the studio together. I love how you rap. That shit is Fire 🔥, just like that pussy you be giving. Hahaha! I'm sorry LANGUAGE!! 😂 I'm fucking having a ball right now. I hope I'm making you laugh too. I remember all the stories you shared with me. I'm happy that I can create more memories with you as husband and Wife. May I say… I DO! Let’s go on and forgive the past, old memories, and all the mistakes we had done before we met each other. That was the old me. Here's the new me. We can fly away for our honeymoon together. I know I keep saying thank you but you are the most precious woman/Man in the world to me. I never thought in my life I can say I had found you. After all these years of bullshit with my ex-girlfriend, friends, and the other outsiders, I can say baby we got our victory. I'm about to cry right now. I was in a dark place before meeting you, I'm glad you didn't. I am in love with you. Since the moment I saw you, I guess you can say it was love at first sight. We are match-made in heaven. Allah had blessed me with a gift like you. Because you are the greatest gift that any man could ask for. Our souls together are free. You & I are free! I'm happy to say that we are. Because I never thought in my life I am free. Whenever I'm next to you, I feel the oxygen in my body. I can finally breathe again. As spouses, the universe is with us forever. You open up my chakras. I've become more self-awareness of the people around me and myself. I know you tell me always give myself credit but I had to thank you. Shine your light on me. Now we both can shine our light together. Everyone will need to put on their shades. You're my best friend, my family, and my wife now. I wanna renew our vows until we are in the grave together or flowing in the ocean. Wherever you go, I go too. Hold my hand forever my wife, until death due to our part, I am forever your husband however, I come down here in 3D dimension. I am your husband or wife whatever gender we decide to be in our next life. I am forever yours. (Clear throat) these are my Vows to you. And My kids love you too. I know you had problems of your own but at the end of the day, I will fight for you. My fighting for you will never stop ever. I don't care if I'm an old man I’ll still knock someone tf out period. You are part of my family. Honestly, I don't give a fuck about anyone else besides you and my kids

“ I'm a little nervous, When I first met you it was my greatest blessing from the sky. I know I haven't been the best boyfriend in past years at that time but I promise you I’ll be the best husband, I can ever be. My sweet darling, your face lights up my world all the time. You are such a beautiful soul. You know what when I ask where did you can from? Not literally like a place I mean from the galaxy. You have such an amazing soul. You are a soul. You made me believe in fairytales because at first, I didn't. I never thought in my life my wish had come true💋. You are my true love. I don't care about what's going to happen in the future. Whatever happens, Happens! I love you so much I'm so deeply proud to call you my wife💋🧸. Man, you are so little. You are short but that's okay. I'm your bodyguard, anybody who messed with you, they'll have to go through me. I'll take a bullet for you. I'll die for you no matter what.💋💋🥲. My prayers have been answered. When I bump into you. I felt my heart drop to the floor. I mean seriously it did. When I first lay my eyes on you, I fell deeply in love with you immediately🙈✨💥. I felt an instant connection with you. I couldn't stop for the life of me, get your face out of my head. You are so special to me. When you walk down the aisle, I fucking gasp babe. Gasp 😱. Wearing that cute pink T-shirt and blue jeans short pair pants. You had me turned on. I mean, secretly whispering this shit to you so. I masturbate when I got home by you. 🤤🤤🍑. I’m sorry, I had to tell you that quietly. I know you laughing right now. When I was a child, I wish upon a star for you, like a woman like you. Now here you are. I want to be your superhero. I wanna save your day, every day. If that makes sense. I know you are such a free-spirited person. It took me a minute to catch you but I’m glad you did. You are my home. Welcome home, baby. I know you didn't want a traditional wedding, but I'm glad we can compromise. I truly want to be yours forever. I am meant to be your husband. I wanted to tell you that you are my soulmate. You are my other half, my forever. You are part of my soul tribe. Right? My soul tribe. Haha 😂. You are my soul family. I wanna take pictures with you, give you babies. Keep renewing our vows in 50 years of our marriage 💍. I wanna dance until the sun comes up. I wanna cuddle next to you forever. I don't want anybody else but you. Kissing my chest, touching me, saying grand rising to me. Cooking me breakfast. Even arguing with you. I just want that with you. My Goddess, I fucking worship you. Tell me something, my dear, would you still be here with me today? I know we have other soul contracts with other people. But your problem is my problem. My demons are your demons. I wanna face them with you. I wanna have a new life with you. Like a child, and teenager, all up to my adult old life. Haha 😂 I know I sound hilarious but this day standing with you, I can never forget it. This memory with you is forever in my soul. I'll remember you again, even in our next life I'll remember you. I believe that even in my next life with you, I'll remember our wedding day. The memories we shared when were dating, relationship, and up until now. I want our kids to carry our legacy. My sweet 🧁 how can I ever forget that face of yours? I cried because I was this close to giving up on us. You are still my starlight. I can't wait to grow old with you, even if you outlast me, or I outlast you. I cannot forget this life with you. You are my dream girl. My wife Mrs. I'm happy to call you that. You gave me a whole new perspective on marriage, life, and loving myself. You bring me so much joy and happiness. However, I do want to say Thank you! For Accepting my flaws. Dealing with my life drama, the media, and my past. Some people couldn't handle any reputation but you did. I love you so much, I am going to continue loving you for the rest of my entire life. My favorite hero. Do you know why you are my hero? Is it because you are safe my life? I don't know how you did it but you did it. I love it.”

“You still gave me butterflies in my stomach. I wish that I met you earlier. I know it was divine timing. But you are my blossom🌸 🍒. I'm so dedicated to you.”

“Baby, pick up your glass and say We DID IT! Baby, we fucking made it through. I'm super happy and excited to learn every lesson with you. Even when we have our kids. I faced a lot of battles with you, we went through a lot of ups and down together. I was depressed before I met you. When I saw you I looked at you, I was so happy and excited to be with you. When I saw you. But my chicken ass was scared as fuck. But I love the way you laugh, smile and make fun of each other. When I first kiss you, it was a match made from heaven for you. My god, I wanted to scream out to the world and say MY WIFE KISS ME!! (laugh) I know right. Laugh it's okay. I love you. Make me feel so godamn special. How you are not amazing. I mean when I see you that day sipping that coffee. In my mind, I was like I gotta talk to you before I missed my chance. I'm glad I did talk to you. Because you're my wife now. Even before you say I Do you were still my wife. I recognize your face before. It was like damn did you incarnate yourself for me? Like just for me! I am the luckiest man/woman on this earth. My greatest gift was you being my wife. On our wedding day. I remember when I was overly possessive over you. Still am! Don't you forget it? I wanna keep getting you pregnant over, and over again. Maybe about 4 or 7 kids I wanna have with you. If that's okay with you my love. You help me through my nightmares. I used to wake up screaming in the middle of the night. You kiss my forehead telling me it's okay. I felt super safe. You are my Safe-haven. God! I'm just so excited. I’m crying right now. I'm sorry💦, for getting emotional. You make me cry all the time. In a good way, you do. Wow, you gave me your virginity. I felt like the proudest man/woman. You know all of my secrets, secrets I haven't told anyone about. Only you. You're my cupid. My darling, you help me forgive my family, my friends, and shit even my coworkers you did that. I don't care if it sounds like I'm giving you way much credit. But yes! I am. I am your husband. I have always been your husband. No matter what. ❤️💋🫦For some reason I wanna go between your legs and start. (clear throat) I'll say that on the honeymoon. You make me feel so special. I can't describe or explain how special you make me feel. I don't feel like a superhero but I feel like a villain that wants to do the right thing but still fucked shit up. 🤣 I remembered the argument we had you had called out my bullshit. I mean fuck! At first of course, I was very defensive. You are strong. I mean you are a strong-head woman/man. I never thought that anyone could accept me for who I am. I've grown up to be the man I want to be for you. My precious star ✨✨✨. You shine so brightly with me. I like that. That doesn't mean you can't shine on your own. I love it when we shine together. I love that you keep your individuality. You are so original. God! You are so fucking smart. I mean you are such a fucking genius. Look how incredible you are. When you walk down this aisle, I was like yes! My perfect match is here with me. I know you were scared 😱to marry me. But I'm glad I change your mind. I was wondering if you are interested in renewing our vows again. About 40 years or 10 years into our marriage. I know you always say future changes but I don't care, I honestly feel like I've been married to you. When you told me you were in a relationship with someone else I was pissed off. I was like who tf is this dude/ girl touching my wife/husband? I'll knock his fucking head on his body. But I kept it together. I did it, in a gentlemanly way by being polite. So I'm proud of myself. Will you still give me more than one kid? I love seeing you pregnant. Even now I do. I got your name tatted on me. Do you know what's so crazy, the funny thing is people always talk shit about us. But LOOK AT US!! Hahaha!! My baby or should I say, my babies. I'll always protect you. Always and forever. You are my champion. I'll never forget that. NEVER! I love you. I wanna build a whole life with you. My baby 👶🏾, it is like you are my first kiss.”

(Chuckle 🤭)

“Wow, you still make me blush 🤭☺️. I'm blushing right now. It's like I'm back in high school. Staring at my crush. My hero. You complete me from the moment you came into my life It was like a breath of fresh air for me💨. I mean do you get that? I'm not trying to be disrespectful. You see how much you mean to me. You change my world upside down. It was like a big whole transformation you did for me.💥it was like a big earthquake🙀you shock my world up. Should I say you shake my world🌍. I'm glad you did. I saw people fall off like fucking flies baby. Wow, thank you for giving me clarity. ☺️You had opened my eyes 👀. I had a spiritual awakening. I never thought I had known so much of the truth about my life. I had a major breakdown, crying in the middle of the night. You were there holding me. Telling me to purge my tears. For days I was in a dark place but you help me. I just want to say thank you. I know we going to trigger each other, even now we do. But I'm not worrying about that. I feel like I am the happiest man on earth. Fuck yeah, I am. I told you that you complete me. I've prayed for you, even when I didn't know you. I still prayed for you. I know you say that I helped open up more but the truth is we helped each other. (crying) I'm so fucking happy that you are my partner. Not like partners in crime. Like my actual partner. You standing beside me. I know that you're my ride or die. Look at your belly. It getting big that's the family that we created together. I wanna design our baby's bedroom together. I wanna design our bedroom together. I feel so happy. I know that this might sound like a fucking dickhead move but I don't care. You are better than all the past exes that were in my life. What I mean by that is I wished I didn't learn from them. Because I had got hurt. I had awakened you and you had awakened me. I was very scared for a second, I had run away from you. Again I won't do that anymore. I know I did that before when were dating and I made some mistakes in the past. I'm glad you forgive me for them. So do I. You told me not to feel guilty about it. Look how amazing you look. My zing! I know I feel like Johnny from Hotel Transylvania. Other people were like Dracula trying to separate us. But I’m glad we don't have to worry about other people's problems anymore. I won't go any further than this but I wanna say. I hope in the next life together you're my wife there. We meet quicker this time (laugh) 😂. Plenty of people call me delusional and fake and fucking disgusting names but I didn't believe them. Because who the fuck is they. I'm glad you told me nobody else runs my life but me. I know I get down hard on myself. Because I forget sometimes for being human. But I have you bring me back down to reality. You are the most important part of my life. You are the most important part of my kid's life. My nieces are my kids. You are welcome to my life. That's crazy that you had welcome me into your life. It was amazing🌍. I had manifested you, it was like bam💥 I had wished upon a star 💫💫 then a shooting star flew across the moon. I saw that it was you. You Flew across the moon. My angel. My precious angel 😇. You are an angel who fell from heaven, come to save me. Emotionally, mentally and spiritually. You are very special to me. You are so loving. I learned how to balance my emotions and my business life. Sometimes I get too personal. But you are here to help me and keep me on track. Thank you so much. My hero. MY FUCKING HERO! You save me, baby. I wished that you came earlier but I know wasn't in the right head at that time. You probably would've left me. In the beginning, I would've been a dickhead about it but in reality, I would've understood. Anyways sorry for this long ass speech but my baby thank you for saving me. Again you complete me. My hero, my special hero I'll be your hero and your magician. I'll cast some spells on you. I love you, my wife. I'm hearing a song in my head I would like to sing to you real quick.” (Clear Throat)

“I told you when I met girl, I would need patience, you said you understood so I thought you could take it. We have a really good thing, nothing should come between us. I'm not telling you to wait, I'm not telling you to wait on me.”

“That's a song I wanna sing to you. I love you. I'm not telling you to wait but I'm glad you waited for me. Took me a minute but I got it haha 😂. You are my hero, my star shines on you. I looked up at the sky and go on my knees and pray for you. You are such a heaven of above. Again my nieces love you so much. You help me so much. You are my good luck charm. I wanna sing another song to you again. May I?”

“I got so much love for you in these arms, don’t you know your my good luck charm. You and me forever girl in these arms. Don't know you are my good luck charm.”

“ My diamond 💎💍, you fix my broken heart💔. You did. I'm glad for your help. I love your energy, smile, and your aura I know that sounds the same but you know me I like to be colorful with my shit. Haha 😂 my wife. Our day is very important to me. I'm glad there's no other man other than you but me. There's no other woman than you. You are the only one for me. Me only. I don't care if that sounds selfish, possessive, or clingy I don't care, you had met me this way. 💋 You amazed me every time I looked at you I feel free. I feel like a new me again. I wanna sing a song to you. “When I look at you, I see forgiveness. I see the truth, you loved me for who I am Like the stars hold the moon. Right here we belong and I know I'm not alone.” That's the song I wanna sing to you on our wedding day. I know it was embarrassing. I know I'm not much of a singer but hey I hope you still like it. I will always try to impress you. I've always tried to impress you. I mean come on you’re my favorite person in the more. You are my twin flame I never knew what that means until I felt you before in my dreams. I kiss you in my dreams and almost had sex with you in my dreams. I mean I do have sex with you but then after that, It disappears. I have a breeding kink. I wanna keep getting you pregnant over and over again. I feel so amazing. I want you to carry my son. I wanna have a lot of boys with you. I know I have other kids on the side. Woah, that sounded dickheadish but that's not my intention. But I want a boy so I can take them everywhere and fucking check on his attitude and wear matching outfits with him. Listening to music in the car. I know our son isn't here yet but I still want to make him inside of you. You are my wish fulfillment. I know people think that you are a dominant woman but that's okay I like it when you dominate me. But anyways I don't wanna get too sexual. I fall so deeply when you walk down the aisle. In that beautiful white dress. You are so pure, and innocent. Like my angel. All I saw was you. Nobody else in the room but you. For sure I was nervous asking you to marry me. When I first propose to you, I was yikes maybe I should put the ring back but fuck it I already bought it. Haha. You know what I mean. Anyways for all the past pain we had gone through. I fuck babe it was hell. All the inference was just a fucking headache. I mean GODDAMN!! I was like can we catch a fucking break! Geez! But sorry no need to go down memory lane real quick. I love you so much, baby. You are my favorite person in the world to me. You made me feel what happiness feels like. Give you all the kisses in the world. Your soul and mines are the same. You and I are Twin Flames. I know keep saying that but we are. As your husband, I married my soulmate and my other half. My precious diamond 💎💎🌍. You were so hard to find but I'm glad that I found you, took me a long time to search for you but I did. I fucking did. Again we came a long way but I'm glad we went through the ups and down together. Everybody was saying too clingy to you, possessive, and overly protective but I don't care you are my diamond. My cupcake. I never felt this happy. Of course, my kids make me happy but you as my romantic partner make me so happy and fulfilled like wow my special queen. My angel blesses me every time. I have a song for you. I wanna sing it to you so May I?

“My whole life has changed since you came in. You were that special one, I'm so in love so deep in love. You made my life complete. You are so sweet.”

“That's my song to you. I know we pick our song together. But I just wanted to sing to you. I love you so much. I know I keep going on and on with the speech but I'm glad you are here with me today as my wife. You are the best person in the world to me. Thank you for opening me up. 💋💋💋”

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allie i've been trying to gather the courage to reread close behind honestly ever since i first read it in march last year but i've been too. emotionally distraught to actually do so but! i've literally thought about it probably twice each week. and now i'm finally actually almost over my ex so i should just bite the bullet but im SCARED bc the last time i cried for 5 hours

like i literally remember 2 am on a weekday in literally -2 C weather and i sat on my balcony, wrapped in a blanket, chain smoking and reading at the same time, tears streaming down my face. all this to say i long for that catharsis but i'm. scared

omg. anon!! first of all it's probably weird how happy this kind of message makes me lol, like yay, i left you emotionally ravaged!!! mission accomplished!!

second of all: just remember the happy ending! read the last chapter first, and keep it in your mind as you read the rest!! think about everything that could come after it, too, like:

harry and draco's first awkward af date in hogsmeade. ron, daphne, their kids, and scorpius all follow them in various disguises courtesy of george and they are very obvious but harry and draco are too into each other to notice.

draco never wears black again. for every date with harry, he wears a different set of brightly-colored, over-the-top robes.

he steals harry's colorful fair isle sweaters all the time, too.

oh and he gets a weasley sweater like, day one of his renewed relationship with harry. molly had actually been knitting him a bunch over the years but held them back because she didn't want to make things weird or upset harry, so there's a backlog to get through. some have a little dragon stitched on them and ron is super jealous.

their first holiday at the burrow? emotional, life-changing, beautiful, cathartic. harry weeps at least five times. ginny punches him for old time's sake.

speaking of, headmaster harry who holds regular office hours for all hogwarts students in case they ever need to talk to him about something. even if they just want to talk about socks.

(headmaster harry who gets all embarrassed whenever anyone calls him "the youngest hogwarts headmaster in a century")

terrifying new DADA professor hermione granger, who is distressingly unpopular amongst the students because they're all too intimidated by her and it takes her a while to learn how to deal with kids.

until she skips out on a hogsmeade weekend to scandalously elope with a much younger former department of mysteries intern and then she's just incredibly cool to them.

and listen. scorpius locks himself in his room when he finds out about harry and draco's past. he asks draco if he'd ever loved astoria and makes draco cry. draco teaches him that the heart is a universe and he doesn't have any regrets and a wonderful future doesn't invalidate a past he was truly happy in.

and then!! there's stepdad harry. my favorite thing. scorpius asks harry how he knew he was gay. harry gives scorpius the invisibility cloak and asks him to help perfect his disillusionment charm in return. scorpius asks harry to rig the house cup for slytherin as his birthday gift. harry refuses, even though draco thinks it's only fair.

harry and draco date, get engaged, get married in their 40s. they go back and forth between hogwarts and the hogsmeade cottage (which includes ron and daphne's fam like 70% of the time too; harry loves summers spent as part of the extended weasley-greengrass-malfoy-potter family). draco eventually retires from curse-breaking and becomes a nepo hire charms professor after scorpius graduates.

they really do live happily ever after, after all that. promise. 😌

#asks #anonymous #close behind #oflights #how will you remember?#that i love you?#yes.#that's easy. i can't help it.

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More Than Anything (Trolls Version)

(AKA what happens when you listen to the Trolls: Band Together and Hazbin Hotel soundtracks back-to-back. Also, I recommend keeping tissues nearby and reading this in a secluded area, as chances are you WILL cry while reading this, continue at your own risk.)

(So for context, Branch and John Dory are stuck together in a cave somewhere, and Branch is on the verge of a breakdown due to the stress of his brothers returning to his life, and John Dory possibly moving to the village permanently.)

Branch: You all remember when

We tried this all before

Our mistakes were too hard to repair

And in the end

I could lose it all again

So how do I know it’s worth fighting for?

More than anything

I’m scared of being lonely more than anything…

John Dory: Branch, you don’t need to be worried anymore- -

Branch: I’m ALWAYS worried! You know why? Because at any moment, something’s gonna snap, or I’m gonna snap, and you guys will freak out and leave and I’ll never see you again! I know that’s gonna happen eventually, I just…don’t want it to be because of me this time.

John Dory: Branch…

When we were young, I didn’t really know you at all

‘Cause you were still so small

But I’d hear you singing from right down the hall

(A flashback shows a teenage John Dory working on writing a song, only to be distracted by something from outside the room. He peeked his head out and could vaguely see baby Branch in his room, singing happily while playing with his toy Croco. John Dory chuckled fondly at the scene.)

Sometimes, you tried to join the show

You danced so happily

It filled my aching heart with glee

(A different flashback showed BroZone during one of their concerts, about halfway through a song. Branch is seen eagerly watching from backstage, before sprinting out to join them, having become accustomed to most of their dance routines since his brothers rehearse in the house so often. His older brothers paused their routine in shock, including John Dory, who had been struggling to keep up his tired, fake smile throughout the song. But the smile became genuine as he hoisted his baby brother up and hugged him tightly, the others joining in soon after.)

So in the end

It’s the view I had of you

That showed me trolls could find hope anywhere

(Another flashback skipped ahead a couple of years, when John Dory had originally returned from his hike on the Neverglade Trail, only to find nothing, as the Pop Trolls had been captured by the Bergens and taken to Bergen Town. But John Dory didn’t even know the Bergens existed back then, so he was left with no clue as to any of there whereabouts, including what remained of his family. He then pulled out a photo from his hair of him and Branch, the baby grinning as John Dory put a pair of sunglasses on him. Somehow, looking at this fueled John Dory with a renewed determination, as he then adjusted his goggles before setting off into the forest to continue searching.)

More than anything

I want to help our family more than anything…

(Sadly, John Dory was never able to find the other Pop Trolls, as they wouldn’t escape and flee even further into the part of the woods that would become their new home for another year or so. But by then, John Dory had given up his search and returned to the Neverglades, never finding a trace of his youngest brothers’ survival…until he heard a story on the radio about two Pop Trolls stopping what had become known as the “Rock-Apocalypse.” John Dory knows he messed up, he knows the way he treated Branch after their first reunion was wrong, but he wants to make up for it by being there for his baby brother when he needed him the most. Thankfully, it seemed like he and Branch were getting through to each other for the first time and finally getting to know the brother they knew the least about. Ironically though, it seems that they might be the most similar ones)

John Dory: I’ve been dying to find out who you are

Branch: I’ve been waiting, wanting the same thing!

John Dory: Nice to know that branches don’t fall far

Branch: Took you a while

John Dory: I’ve missed that smile

Both: All that I’m hoping

Now that my eyes are open

Is that we can start again

Not be pulled apart again

‘Cause in the end

You’re a part of who I am

John Dory: I’ll be by your side, whatever lies in store!

Branch: And who could ask for more?

John Dory: More than anything

Branch: More than anything

John Dory: More than anything!

Branch: More than anything!

Both: I’m grateful you’re my brother more than anything!

More than anything…

#trolls #trolls band together #trolls 3 #trolls fandom #branch #john dory #brozone #hazbin hotel #more than anything

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Mingi

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↣ Summary: After your grandmother was hospitalized and you felt like your world was crumbling, something in you changed the moment you looked up at the stars one night. Coming out of your year-long depression funk, the first thing you did was bake some brownies for your neighbors. Song Mingi was just someone who could feel things about others that a normal person wouldn’t. And he smiled at the thought of you returning to your old self.

↣ Characters/Pairing: Song Mingi x gn!reader

↣ Genre: fluff

↣ AU/Trope info: witch!mingi, non-idol!au, neighbors!au,

↣ Word Count: 923

↣ Warnings: None

↣ A/N: This honestly could have been longer than I was thinking, but this is what I got. I still enjoyed the story, though. I love witchy characters.

THE STAR

Hope, Faith, Purpose, Renewal, Spirituality

With this card coming right after the tower, it is meant to tell you that you have finished the life altering thing and are ready for a new beginning. You have connected to yourself much deeper now that things have hit you full force and thus you are experiencing something greater.

Now that things have ended, you are entering the point where your inner peace is full capacity and you are rejuvenating over it. You're so full of a life and ready to admit to change and accept your new life.

Because you are transforming not only things around you but also yourself, it is best to reevaluate your goals and new chances. Now is the time to start a new!

XVII THE STAR

You felt a melancholic feeling fill you to the brim the more you stayed outside on your balcony. However, as the wind seemed to blow in your face, everything from deep in your heart seemed to brush away from you. You suddenly got the urge for something sweet, a smile overtaking your face at the thought.

And so you found yourself knocking on the door of your neighbor with a plate of cooled down brownies. The smell had brought a smile to your face, causing something to burst in your chest as you got a new-found energy. It was exhilarating, as though you had passed through the storm and made it to the other end of the cloud.

“Hi, Mingi!” You beamed when the tall man opened up his door.

“Hello.” He gave you a shy smile.

You had always admired the way he would give shy smiles. His expressions when something excited him. And the way he would laugh with his whole heart. Mingi was a handsome man, and he made your heart flutter every time you would hang out.

However, ever since the passing of your grandmother, you had been neglecting coming to see him. Him–along with some other neighbors–had come to give their condolences. Because you had spent such a long time in doors, they had gotten worried some over your well-being. Mingi especially.

“I—uh—I wanted to know if you would like some brownies.” You gave him a small smile, holding out your plate. “I made a good amount and I know if I don't give some away I'll end up eating it all over the week and cry about how much sweets I've eaten.”

Mingi’s smile made your heart flutter. “Thank you. I'd love some.” As he took the plate, he paused for a moment as your fingers seemed to brush against his.

Mingi quickly looked up at you, his eyes widening behind his glasses. There was a sudden light that seemed to seep into his very being that made him feel giddy. He smiled at you, suddenly standing straight up.

“You're glowing.” He told you.

“Oh?” You blushed. “Ah—Thank you?” You tilted your head to the side, a smile on your lips.

“I mean, like, your energy is really different.” Mingi tried to tell you. “It's good for you.”

“Thank you for noticing.” You told him.

The feelings you had for Mingi seemed to return full force and you were brought back to how it was before. You missed his friendship and his advice for certain things. You could remember how you seemed to be having bad luck and he would offer you some advice to fix them.

If he would give you some herbs and remedies to help with your health. They always seemed to work and for that you were always excited to see him.

“Would you like to come over? I don't know if I should watch a movie or drama?” You blushed.

“I'd love to.” Mingi walked out of his apartment after grabbing his keys and closing the door.

You grinned as you led him towards your own home. When you entered, you took in a breath at the smell of the brownies that had been cooking. You had finished up with the batches, the smell still lingered. You had also cleaned up before baking, which you had been thankful for as you watched Mingi look around.

“I'm glad to see you doing fine.” He told you softly.

You turned around to face him, a sad smile on your face. You felt good to know he had noticed your upward ascend into a better time. Not only that, but you needed something like this after the rough year you had. And it felt better to know that someone was watching over you.

“Yeah.” You sighed softly. “It's been a tough year.”

“I see you started baking again!” Mingi grinned, pointing at the cooling brownies you had taken out before going to see him. “I missed your cakes.” He spoke softly.

“Did you really?” You walked up next to him, grabbing a napkin to give Mingi a brownie.

“I don't know if it was the cakes or you're just coming by often to drop them off.” He scratched at the back of his head, giggling in nervousness. “Your food is always made with extra care.”

“Thank you, Mings.” You spoke softly. “If you ever want some more, don't be afraid to ask me. I wouldn't mind seeing you, either.”

As you watched him enjoy the brownie you gave him, there was something about standing in your kitchen with a friend that made you want to change everything. There was a budding feel that you missed terribly and were ready to get back.

“Do you believe in the universe?” You asked him.

“You have no idea.” Mingi nodded his head, raising his eyebrows as he understood what you were saying.

“I feel born again.” You told him. “Like everything from my past is drifting away and a new day has come.” You admitted.

Mingi took in a breath, smiling at the fact that you were opening up to a new beginning. You were ready to find the next chapter of your life. He had been there, feeling everything that you had going on. The sad time in your life that you seemed to struggle to get out of. You deserved the life you had coming for you. And Mingi was front row to it. “For someone like you, it has come in a lot of ways.”

Tags : @cultofdionysusnet , @wonderlandnet , @pirateeznet , @k-vanity

#cultofdionysusnet #kvanity #wonderlandnet #pirateeznet #ateez mingi #ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez fic #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #mingi #song mingi x y/n #song mingi #mingi x reader #mingi x y/n #mingi x you #mingi x gender neutral reader #tarot

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leeannsparksauthor · 1 year

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A Touch of Green

A/N: Hello all, I’ve been replaying the Spider-Man games and now have Peter Parker brainrot because he’s just too freaking adorable. Anywho I was inspired by the dead plant in the opening scene and immediately thought, ‘oh this poor boy, he’s trying.’

Also I wrote this with game Peter in mind but you can really imagine any Peter you prefer, hope you enjoy!

The plain truth is that Peter Parker couldn’t keep a plant alive to save his life.

It was a hard pill for him to swallow. For crying out loud the boy could make web bombs but couldn’t figure out how to keep a succulent thriving for more than a week. You couldn’t help but find it endearing, especially when he would text pictures of his poor neglected plants. Always captioned with ‘I don’t know what I did wrong!’ Usually followed with crying emoji, a pouting one if he was feeling super defeated.

You remembered when he first moved into his apartment, he was so determined to brighten the place up. It’s just a tragedy that so many lives were lost in his endeavor.

“Oooo Pete look at this one, it’s only two dollars,” you pointed to the Rattlesnake plant that had seen better days. It was a sad sight, brown leaves falling towards dry potted soil.

“Uhm, yeah that’s a good price but it’s dead baby, don’t you want to get one of the greener ones?” He asked with his chin resting on your shoulder. One of the many things you loved about Peter was how openly affectionate he was. You sometimes wondered who was the more touch-starved out of the two of you.

After placing a quick kiss on his cheek you leaned down to move away a few of the dying leaves to reveal healthy stems and the beginnings of new growth. “Well it’s not fully dead yet, it just needs some love and new soil. I think I could easily save this patient, Mr Parker.” Teasing each other came as naturally as breathing most days.

“There’s not a doubt in my mind about that Doctor,” he said while picking up the pot to place it in your shared cart. You both still lived in separate apartments despite being together for almost two years now. It wasn’t like you hadn't discussed it before but the fear of change and the idea of sharing space caused the topic to be pushed to the back burner. You did ease his worries when you told him that there’s no one else you’d rather live with, it would just take some time, maybe once your lease was up for renewal this year you could both come back to it. “Ya know maybe I should pick up one too…”

His fingers were playfully slapped away from the potential victim. “No, no absolutely not, you are not killing another plant on my watch Pete.”

“Awww now that’s just not fair babe, I swear I didn’t even miss a watering day on my last one!” You couldn’t help but laugh at the affronted look on his face. He’s just so naturally charming it hurts.

You pushed the cart over to where the bags of soil were placed before attempting to pick up the indoor plant mix. The action was immediately halted by Peter nudging you aside so that he could grab it instead, ever the gentleman, you thought wistfully. “Yeah and then you ended up overwatering it love. You drowned that poor plant!”

“I didn’t know you weren’t supposed to water it every day…”

“It was on the care card Pete, did you even read it?” You knew damn well that he didn’t but boy was it fun to mess with him.

His hand came up to scratch the back of his neck, “I…may or may not have lost the card on the way up to the apartment that day.”

You patted his cheek lovingly, slight stubble underneath your fingertips. “What am I gonna do with you?”

“Love me, kiss me, smother me with affection. It’s honestly the only way I wanna go at this point.” You loved his smile, it was so boyish and warm and it just made everything seem right in the world.

“Oh I’ll smother you with something…”

“Oooo you promise?” His hand discreetly traced your ass, which if you could feel it was it really that discreet? He had always surprised you with how flirty he could be, you assumed that he was just full of blushing anxiety when you first met him.

“Head out of the gutter pretty boy, we still gotta do some grocery shopping for dinner.”

His long eyelashes batted themselves at you, “awww you think I’m pretty?”

You smiled at his ridiculousness, “yes, very pretty, now I’ve got chicken thawing in the fridge so what do you think? Should I do chicken fried rice, alfredo, or some chicken soup since it’s kinda chilly?”

“Hmmm, decisions, decisions…” you could see him suddenly freeze, his spidey sense pumping the brakes on your outing. His phone dinged in his pocket and sirens could be heard in the distance. He gave you an extremely apologetic look, puppy dog eyes and everything. You would have hoped by now that he knew you understood. New York needed their Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, even though they didn’t always deserve him. “I’m sorry baby…”

“It’s okay hero, but you still gotta choose which one I make cause I really don’t wanna decide.”

“Uhm, alfredo! I love you so much, I’ll call you later!” He smushed your cheeks together before placing a quick kiss on the fishlips he had created. He was such a goober, but you loved him for it.

“I love you too.” Your eyes never left him as he weaved between the aisles before barreling out the door. Apologizing to multiple angry New Yorkers he bumped into along the way. You couldn’t help but laugh, thinking to yourself, there goes my boy, off to save the world.

Once you picked up some noodles, broccoli, mushrooms and ingredients to make the sauce you started to make the trek home. Paper bag in one arm and your new plant baby cradled in the other.

The train was a little late, but what else was new honestly? Once you were seated you heard a notification ding on your phone automatically knowing that it was about Peter’s latest heroics. You told him a while ago that you had notifications set on your phone for all things Spider-Man. You just wanted to know that he was okay, and you were also amused by the ridiculous articles on Spider-Man’s love life. Apparently there was a robbery happening somewhere but there weren’t enough details released yet, you figured Pete would tell you about it later when he came by. Finally arriving at your apartment you leaned against the elevator wall, drained from the day but excited to work on the home tasks you had been mentally compiling throughout the afternoon.

Your new plant was situated in front of the window. It was much shorter and greener then when it arrived due to cutting away all the dead leaves but now it was nestled in fresh soil and ready for another chance. You couldn’t help the smile that rested on your lips as you looked at all the green surrounding the window. Jeez I really have a problem don’t I, you thought to yourself. Currently the biggest plant in your apartment was your grandma’s pothos she gave you when you moved. Under her care it had thrived and you were heartbroken when it reacted badly on the trip to New York. Luckily she was a resilient one, and you think she could win first prize if she felt so inclined.

As you gently traced the leaves your mind wandered to Peter which happened multiple times a day. It was like a light bulb went off in your head as you scrambled to reach the top of your fridge that housed multiple empty glass bottles. You knew exactly which one you were looking for and let out a pleased sigh when your fingers grabbed the neck of the bottle. After snipping off a stem from the pothos you gently placed it inside the glass that was now filled with water. The leaves rested over the lip and you couldn’t wait to give the small gift to Peter. I swear if he manages to kill this I’m going to have to take that boy to a botany class or something.

You were letting the sauce simmer on the stove when Pete called you, his caller ID was a photo of him in his Spidey suit holding an armful of puppies that were up for adoption. He had swung by an event the agency had set up in central park and decided to stay to help all of the babies get adopted. He messaged you insisting that you had to come by and see all of the adorable dogs. Most of whom were adopted by the time you got there. You remembered having to play pretend and ask Spider-Man if you could take a picture of him with the puppies.

“Yeah of course Ma’am!” He had said in his fake deep voice that he put on for show whenever he got nervous.

“Hey baby everything okay,” you asked once the call was connected.

“Yup all good, just another bank robbery but it’s all cleaned up and I’m heading your way now.” You could hear the exertion in his voice, the tell-tale sign of him swinging through the city.

The sauce spoon was tapped against the pan to get all of the excess off of it. “Let me guess it was the hamburglar again?”

“Yeah, the guy just doesn’t know when to quit.” The sounds of the city played in the background, cars honking and people calling out as Peter swung above them.

“Well it’s a good thing Spider-Man was there to save the day. I’m gonna start boiling the pasta so I’ll see you in a bit, we don’t need you hitting another building cause you were swinging on the phone.” You would never forget the day that he slammed into a fire escape because he was too excited to tell you about his promotion to pay attention.

“How dare you, I'm a safe swinger…wait no, that came out wrong.” You could practically hear the blush in his tone and it made you giggle.

“You better be safe while you’re swinging!” The declaration was said between laughter at his words.

“Always am, love you bug!”

“Love you too baby.” You blew a quick kiss into the phone, waiting for his responding smooch before hanging up.

He ended up climbing through your window about ten minutes later beating all of the rush traffic. As soon as his feet hit the floor he ripped off his mask and set it on the chair that was designated for his quick changes. “It smells amazing in here!”

“It tastes even better!” You called over your shoulder as you scooped the noodles out of their pot to mix into the sauce. His chest was pressed against your back as he placed a total of three tiny kisses to your forehead. You turned your head so that you could meet his lips in a soft kiss, you were always so thankful when he came back unscathed, most nights weren’t like this.

“Mmmm, not as good as you though.” Ever the flatterer this guy.

You placed another quick peck on his lips, “that’s very true…oh I have a little something for you!”

“For me? You shouldn’t have!” He exclaimed with ten times the energy you would expect from someone who just stopped a bank robbery.

“It’s nothing too crazy but here…tada!” You showcased the little plant chilling in its water bath and you could see the confusion clear as day on Peter’s face.

He held up the bottle, inspecting the leaves like they were his greatest mystery. “I thought I wasn’t allowed to have plants anymore?”

“No, you're not allowed to kill any more plants, which should be incredibly hard to do with this one.”

“Oh I’m sure I’ll somehow find a way.” He seemed nervous, like he was actually afraid that he was gonna fuck this one up.

You made a grand gesture towards the small plant. “No cause see, this, this right here, is your son Peter. You love him, you nurture him and best of all you leave him alone! He’s basically just propagating right now so he just stays in the water and he’ll keep growing. I will of course check on him everytime I come over to your place.”

He teasingly fanned himself like he was overcome by the news. “I really wasn’t expecting to become a dad today, this is just all so sudden…wait is this from your big guy in the corner?”

“Yes and kind of selfishly I hope that you think of me each time you look at it.”

“I’m already thinking of you all the time so no worries there. Hey, is this a bottle from Julia’s place down the street?” It was also the place where you guys had your first date and had since become your favorite shared restaurant.

“What a keen eye you have there Mr Parker.”

His eyes seemed to gloss over with affection, adoration, admiration, and all of the a words that described love and happiness. “I love you.”

You gave that look right back to him tenfold. “I love you too, and because I love you I’m going to politely say that you stink and that you need a shower before dinner.”

“Yeah you can just feel the love in the room.”

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #no use of y/n #the amazing spider-man #spider-man game #one-shot #peter parker cant keep a plant alive #spider verse

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homerforsure · 2 years

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All Tomorrows Come From Yesterdays

A 5x18 Coda

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As the sun goes down and twinkle lights blink to life all around Hen and Karen’s backyard, a pleasant spring chill sweeps in. Buck can feel goosebumps rising under his suit jacket, but he tips his face into the breeze anyway and it almost feels cleansing.

Across the yard he can see the brides swaying, pressed together at the center of the dance floor, looking like they’ll never let go and like they know they’ll never have to. “I will choose you over and over again. Every day. At every opportunity,” Hen had said at the altar, making everyone in earshot start to cry. No one harder than Karen who stamped her foot and said, “That’s not fair. I didn’t even have time to write down anything to say.”

“You can just say I do,” Hen suggested.

“No wait, wait, wait, I got it,” Karen said, drawing a trembling breath. “Henrietta Wilson…”

She recited word for word the vows that she’d written so many years before and Hen started crying with her as soon as she recognized them. “I can’t believe you remember that,” she said.

“I could never forget,” Karen replied. “I’ll make that promise to you every day.”

Buck wiped his eyes on his sleeve and applauded with everyone else as his friends kissed and sealed their renewed commitment to each other. And then he kept crying, maybe a little longer than appropriate, but he couldn’t help himself. The vows were a reminder, one he so desperately needed, of what was possible. Of a love that could be chosen and chosen and never be a mistake. That joy could be a habit and not just fear. And he wants it. God, how he wants it.

His bottle is almost empty and the night is almost over so Buck tips back the rest of it, planning on saying goodnight to the bartender and seeing everyone else at work in a couple days. Before he can set the bottle down, though, someone else joins him at the bar.

“How long are you going to mope over here by yourself?” Eddie asks.

“I’m not moping.” Buck made sure not to. He danced with everyone who asked, laughed at every joke, told a few of his own. He hadn’t even mentioned the breakup, deciding to save it until Monday and let everyone think that Taylor didn’t want to make a scene after everything with Jonah.

“Of course you’re not,” Eddie says. “One more for me and one of whatever he’s having,” he says to the bartender with enough of a question mark at the end to allow Buck to turn him down if he wants.

Buck nods and fresh beers appear in both of their hands. They clink the bottles together in cheers and Eddie leans back against the bar just like Buck is doing to take a sip.

“So when did you break up?” he asks.

“Did Maddie tell you?”

“Why would Maddie tell me?”

“Then how did you-”

“You’re not that hard to read, Buck,” Eddie says, turning toward him with a smile in his eyes. “Kinda seemed like just a matter of time when you came over the other day.”

“Kinda feels like it’s been a matter of time since it started,” Buck replies, the bitterness he’s been containing all day finally sneaking out as he takes another drink. Taylor was kinder to him than he thought he deserved at the end, leaving his apartment to couch surf with a friend from the station and find a new place to live. It surprised him. And then he’d hated that he was surprised because the two things that Buck had always known about Taylor were that she was pragmatic and that she cared about him. It was the reason he hadn’t been able to resist hitting “restart” each time they crashed and burned, hoping they might be able to make it just that little bit farther with practice.

“Yeah, I know that feeling,” Eddie replies. “But you don’t know til you try right?”

“I guess,” Buck agrees.

They stand together in silence, drinking their beers and watching the remaining guests all twirl together in the soft happy light. The kids are all inside with plates of cake and video games. Bobby and Athena are ensconced together at a slightly hidden table. Ravi and Lucy were collecting abandoned bags of Jordan almonds and Buck thinks that Lucy was trying to teach Ravi how to juggle them (with some kind of shots based punishment for dropping one), but he also finds it best not to worry too much about what either of them are up to.

The wind blows and Buck shivers and Eddie doesn’t try to hide his smirk.

“Shut up.”

“You’re awful delicate for a northern boy,” Eddie replies. “You want my coat?”

“Fuck off,” Buck answers, trying and failing to keep from smiling. He doesn’t think he’s imagining Eddie shifting just a little bit closer, positioning himself to try and block the wind. Maybe he just always feels a little warmer when Eddie’s nearby.

Tipping his beer toward one of the tables, Eddie asks, “What I want to know is what’s going on there?”

Maddie and Chimney both swore they were leaving hours ago. But there they both are, an empty chair placed strategically between them, talking and laughing like smitten kids on their first date.

Unable to help the smile that rises to his lips as he sees them, Buck says, “They got lunch the other day. Maddie told me it was not a date.”

“So what? They’re just going to keep not dating until they realize they’re still in love with each other?”

Buck shrugs, “It worked for them last time. Why mess with a good system?”

It feels inevitable to Buck. He thinks maybe Maddie thinks he’s naive, that not everyone gets a happily ever after, but he’s heard his sister talk about love. Buck knows that she longs the same way he does for a home and for a family and for a solid foundation. As a kid, he couldn’t imagine ever finding anybody worthy of her. But Chimney is. He’s the fairy tale that Maddie deserves. Not that Buck could ever, ever say that to him. Two people who love each other that much. How could they ever stay apart?

“So what about you?” Eddie asks.

“What about me?”

“Well, you’re single again. Back out on the market. Given any thought to what comes next?”

Picking at the label on his bottle, Buck says, “I don’t know. All I ever seem to do is fuck it up. Maybe… Maybe I just need to give up on all that, you know? Focus on work. Focus on my friends. Leave the romance to somebody else.”

“Is that what you want?” Eddie asks in that irritating casual way he has of asking questions he already knows the answer to.

From across the yard, Karen’s laugh rings out loud and jubilant and Buck finds her with her head tipped back, laughing without restraint with Hen’s hands on her waist. They’re so happy.

“I want that,” he says quietly and Eddie’s gaze follows his own. “I know I’m not supposed to. I’m supposed to be okay on my own and be a complete person by myself, but fuck, Eds. I want that so bad it hurts sometimes. And I don’t think I’m ever gonna have it.”

He doesn’t say that he thought he had it with Taylor. Whatever else they’d been, Buck had known, somehow he’d always known, that he was settling for what he thought he could have. He was grateful. He loved her. But it didn’t stop the longing.

Eddie doesn’t respond right away and Buck feels a flush crawl up his neck. He’s so stupid, desperate, vulnerable. All the sad feelings he’d told himself to leave at home are waiting right there to crawl out into the dark and Buck tries to beat them back. “Aaaand that’s one drink too many for me,” he says, setting his mostly full bottle back down on the bar. “Sorry. I thought I was doing better than this.”

“You’re allowed to want it,” Eddie says finally. He says the words to the ground but then he looks up to catch Buck’s eye and Buck has to catch his breath from all the warmth he sees there. “You know Frank, right? He’s a real pain in the ass sometimes. But one of the things he’s been right about and one of the things I’ve been-” he sighs- “trying to be better about is letting myself want things just because I want them. We don’t win any prizes for suffering.”

The words sound so strange coming out of Eddie’s mouth, so wonderfully, delightfully strange, so far from the Eddie that he tried to rescue in the middle of the night, that Buck can’t help but smile. “I’m proud of you,” he says.

“Stop.”

“No really,” Buck says. “I know how scared you were and how hard you’ve worked and now you’re out here quoting affirmations to me. I just- I’m so proud of you. I know it wasn’t easy.”

“Yeah, well.” Flustered, Eddie takes a drink and then takes another. “I’m proud of you too,” he says at last. “For moving on.”

And… Buck knows Eddie’s not going to be the only one to tell him that. When the news finally gets out to the rest of the team, to the rest of the station, he’s going to see more than his share of congratulations. At least half of them are going to be accompanied by variations on “Ding dong the witch is gone.” But from Eddie, it doesn’t feel like it’s about Taylor. It feels like he only cares about Buck.

“It just feels like I keep making the same mistakes over and over,” Buck admits. “I know I need to try something new, but I- I don’t know how. It’s like I’m starting at square one.” Square one with nowhere to go but the same path he’s trod for 30 years. The prospect is exhausting.

The wind kicks up again, colder somehow, cutting right through Buck’s thin suit and making him wrap his arms around himself.

“Fuck’s sake,” Eddie mutters and then he’s wrapping Buck under his arm, tucking him in close. “I hope you haven’t taken the flannel sheets off your bed.”

“I, uh, put them back on as soon as Taylor moved out,” Buck says. He can smell Eddie’s cologne from here. Something comforting and spicy. Something he wants to bury his nose in.

“Good,” Eddie replies.

Buck has the feeling like he should move. Eddie’s just teasing him about his thin blood like he always does when the temperature drops below seventy. But he doesn’t want to. And Eddie doesn’t seem like he wants to let go, sipping his beer with one hand and holding Buck tight with the other. Maybe he’s just a little too sad and a little too tipsy. But Buck wraps his arm around Eddie’s waist and leans into his warmth. He’s probably imagining the way Eddie holds him just a little tighter.

“What about you?” he asks. “Making progress in therapy. Coming back to the 118.”

“That’s not official yet.”

“Only because Bobby hasn’t been in to file the paperwork.”

When Eddie doesn’t contradict him, Buck says, “So? What about you?”

Eddie doesn’t answer right away, but it doesn’t feel like he’s evading as much as he’s just thinking. He rubs his hand on Buck’s arm, trying to warm him up and he tilts his gaze just a little bit to study the side of Buck’s face. If they were any closer, they’d be standing with their heads pressed together and the image of it almost flips Buck inside out. Pressing his face to Eddie’s throat, letting Eddie’s warm arms encircle him completely. He doesn’t know where the thought’s come from. He’s never had it before. It makes his heart race all the same.

“I think I’m ready for something new too.”

Something about the whispered response makes Buck shiver again. When he looks up, Eddie swallows and his eyes sweep over Buck’s face before darting away and back out to the dance floor. Buck has the wild thought that if he reached his hand up Eddie’s heart, he’d find hammering in time with his own.

Reaching back with his left hand, Buck picks his bottle up off the bar and holds it up to Eddie. “To new beginnings,” he says.

“New beginnings,” Eddie echoes, holding Buck’s gaze as he clinks their glasses together again.

They slip into silence as another slow song plays and couples continue to spin across the lawn. Eddie doesn’t let go of Buck and Buck doesn’t try to pull away, going as far as to rest his head against Eddie’s shoulder. He doesn’t know what the future holds. But Buck knows that he has this. And whatever comes next; he won’t be alone.

#911 #911 fox #911 spoilers #technically #5.18 coda #starting over #evan buckley fic #eddie diaz fic #buddie fic #I’m barely awake so if this is gibberish I apologize #allison writes

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shedawg64 · 8 months

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Well, how did I get here..?

Four years ago I saw a preview for a new show on Amazon Prime called Good Omens. It looked British and quirky and I like those things so I thought it might be worth a watch. I had not read the book and didn't even know it was based on a book. I should also point out that I am one of the rare people who has never watched Dr. Who and while I sorta knew who David Tennant was, the only thing I had previously seen him in was the bit part in one of the Harry Potter movies. I was unfamiliar with Michael Sheen (didn't realize until later that I had seen him in The Queen) so I really went into the show with absolutely no pre-conceived notions. By the time the opening credits and theme song kicked in for the first time I was in love. The show quickly became my happy place and the ineffable duo were my new obsession. I dove into the internet, as one does, to find out all I could about my new "thing" and quickly found Tumblr. I didn't feel any need to join, I just rooted around and looked up tags and read all kinds of wonderful blog entries and life went on. I watched the show a billion times, checked out fan vids on YouTube, read any article that popped up and eagerly awaited the second season when we found out it was renewed. Then season two dropped, I binged, and… well you all know the rest - shock, disbelief, scream, cry, broken heart, etc. I remembered Tumblr and quickly came here to find out what others were feeling and blogging, and finally ended up joining so I could just wallow here with others who were as impacted by the show and these characters as I am. I've already found a few accounts to follow (including god, er I mean @neilhimself) and while I'm not sure how much, if anything I might contribute, (and I am still learning the basics of navigation!) I am really glad to be here with all the other fans.

#good omens #good omens fandom #ineffable idiots #good omens prime #tumblr noob #neil gaiman

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clouds-regression · 2 years

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Octonauts when you have a bad day <3

Barnacles

He's really awkward, but he'll give you a big bear hug and just let you cry on his shoulder. Then he'll break out the colouring books<3

Kwazii

He'll sort of just leave you alone at first, but if it lasts a long time, he'll start nagging you with fear he did something.

Peso

#1 therapist friend. He'll notice right away and give you a little checkup. He'll hug you and he'll let you vent for hours, giving you advice as both a friend and a medic.

Dashi

She'll also notice right away, but she'll give you space at first. When you're not better, she'll approach you and offer to do a spa day. During your spa day, she'll tell you little details about her childhood to push you to tell her about your day.

Shellington

He's super awkward, but he tries. He'll take you into his lab and get you to help him study some new creature to take your mind off of the day. He'll tell you everything he already knows, and then tell you the goal of the research with this creature.

Inkling

He'll set up a little nap area inside the library and invite you in. He'll read some books, and he'll ask you to tell him some stories. He'll do this until you fall into a much needed sleep.

Tweak

She won't do anything unless you go to her for help, and then she'll try her best. She'll allow you to help her with some new invention, or she'll play videogames with you. She'll push until you're comfortable telling her whats up.

Tracker

They'll use advice torn from the internet. They'll help you breathe, and they'll make sure not to leave your side so you don't hurt yourself. They might try to armchair diagnose you, but they will still help you the best they can.

Natquik

He'll ignore you unless you go to him. He'll then give you unsolicited advice that actually works really well, and he'll let you stay with him for a bit until you cheer up.

Calico Jack

Honestly, he has no idea what to do, but like Kwazii, he'll think he did something and he'll try to make up for it every way possible. You will be getting pirate pie, pirate stew, a treasure map, maybe a couple treasures...even if he didn't do anything, you will be happy by the end of the day.

Pinto

He'll just misbehave until you're too frustrated to remember your bad day. Then he'll do some really funny stuff to make you forgive him.

Ryla

She's really awkward, and she'll sort of just reassure you saying stuff like "tomorrows a new day" and "you'll be okay". She'll give you a really awkward side hug and pat you on the back.

Koshi

She'll offer a read a thon, and if you don't want to do that, she'll tell you about her favourite Donna Doxie book and the entire plot.

Pearl

She's super sweet about it. "Are you okay? You wanna talk about it?" If you say yes, she'll just sit there and listen, saying things like "I get it" and "I understand how hard that must be". She'll only give advice when you ask for it, and she gives great advice.

Min

She'll show you a few old maps and get you to help her renew them to take your mind off of everything. She'll tell you she's there for you when you need her, and that she's always there to chat.

Paani

If you have a bad day, his day will turn bad. He'll try to help you the best he can, but he's really not good with communication, so you might get a couple Paani Patties or Fish Biscuits, but don't expect much affection.

#octonauts react #octonauts above and beyond #octonauts a&b #octonauts #octonauts headcanons

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nyxreads · 2 years

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Elain… the shapeshifter. Mmm…. I’m seeing a lot of theories on Elain being shift to owl. She does have owl mannerism, (blinking, cocking head, stealthy, and whatnots.) Now i think about it, in TOG- shapeshifter is rare and most people are wary of them. It was mentioned that many shapeshifters were spies. Now, Elain with the shapeshifting ability can make a great spy. (Remember Dorian’s mission on finding the key in Morath?) She is closed to her two friends who are spies and her dream guy is of course a spy master. This is no doubt that Elain’s book will be about her being a spy. In TOG, owl represents healing. It’s is a common knowledge that Owl has strong intuition, observation, and wisdom, seer. I’m pretty sure like Lysandra’s favorite form is Ghost Leopard, Elain may favor Owl. But she can still turn into a fanged beast (like a freaking dragon?). What do you think of this theory? Regardless, I’m surprised to see many thought Elain is boring. Spying isn’t boring, it keeps you on edge! The possible of her shape-shifting is thrilling, why can they get excited about this idea? Sorry about my English, it isn’t my first language.

Hello anon,

Okay, I have a semi-crazy take about this one. So, I think the moment Elain became a Fae was the moment she became an "owl" tho not in the way she can shapeshift.

As I was reading Blodeuwedd's story, I got curious on owls and here are some of the ones I gathered about it:

These mysterious creatures are known far and wide as symbols of wisdom, omens of death, and bringers of prophecy. Here's the link for this one.

And we know that after being Made, Elain became a Seer. A bringer of prophecy.

Its cry is said to signal approaching death and misfortune. Link here.

And most of Elain's visions were about deaths or dangers. Like an owl.

With death there comes new beginnings and so the Owl is also a symbol of renewal, moon magick, and reincarnation. Link here.

And this line here makes so much sense for this theory about Elriel here's the link. And owls are associated to witches and magics iykyk.

So I don't think Elain will shapeshift into an owl because she's already one haha. I think there's a high chance for the "fanged beast". Or maybe, she can shapeshift into an owl too haha I'm open for both.

And omg, Elain is actually one of the most interesting character in the series! I cannot wait to read what's inside her head and how she feels about her visions. There's also hintS of her training as a spy, and being friends with spies. And being linked to the spymaster himself. Her story would be wild and crazy! A seer and a spy in one person is so enough for her own book to be one of the best and entertaining to read.

Don't worry anon, when her book comes out some of them will eventually love her. It's so hard to resist our Sweet Elain. Azriel cannot even stop himself on fallikg for her, maybe her antis would eventually like if not love her character too.

And don't worry! Don't be sorry, it's all good ❤

#anon asks #elain archeron #pro elriel

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mizugucci · 2 years

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omg heyyyyy 🎵 <3 if you’re still doing them 🥰🥰

hello hello!!! of course anything for you <3

position: ahh probably a dancer!! and a rapper with a few lines, but not much. regarding creation, you are in charge of creating the gfx for teasers and schedules for each comeback and you're also known as the 'lover' of the group bc you just have so much love for all your members. you're in the middle age wise, but you're the #1 supporter of ALL members

group name: NOL!NES (read as the two words 'no lines' and refers to how your group arent boxed in by lines and you have the freedom, ability, and creativity to do whatever you want -- your group is 100% fully member-created (with a little help ofc!). besides scheduling/major filming/money stuff, your group does everything: writing songs, lyrics, choreographs, film editing, social media posting/marketing, creating teasers/gfx, etc. you have 15 members, which is why you're able to do so much -- and also why as a running joke, your group name NOL!NES refers to the amount each member gets (NO LINES) bc of the amount of members lmfao

concept: this is an interesting one bc im not rly sure how it could correlate as an actual concept, but ill try my best. the idea that comes to mind is 'maturing for the better'. its about growing up and leaving behind old hate and being oppositional (for example, remember hating the color pink bc it was too girly? oops now we've grown up and love the color pink <3 or rmbr when we did the opposite of everything our parents said bc we were that age? yeah well now we know how hard they worked) its about becoming the best person you can be. this is reflected in the lyrics of each song but also in the mv, and each comeback is a new lesson (for ex. the parent one is probably the first comeback)

debut song: ooooooo very bright and colorful! the lyrics ofc reflect the concept, but its also full of funk and bright happy singing. theres not much rap, and if it is, its kind of like a back-and-forth teasing rap between 2 rappers (see: pentagon's round 1 or 2). the music video is all about the idea of 'not being like other [girls]' where over the course of the mv, all of your members realize each other arent so bad -- and you become friends. a group of 15. a family!!!!!! A FOUND FAMILY

fun fact: FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS!!! yes i saw that post but also bc this is smth your group would do! like svt, every year renew it -- but instead of changing the ring/jewelry, you add a charm to reflect the past year onto your bracelet. you get your first charm at debut and literally all of you cry LOL not surprising! over the years, you add charms and the weight of being an idol gets heavier, both literally and metaphorically, but it feels more meaningful somehow

send me a 🎵 and ill create a kpop group with you in it, based on you and/or your blog!

#for not knowing how i was going to do this one #i really ended up writing a lot....#lmao i hope you like it!#i wasnt sure about pronouns or how to use the example of girls #so just.. take it how you need to i guess!#mkg #replies #answered

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jdgo51 · 4 months

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DAILY DEVOTIONAL FOR JANUARY 4, 2024

The Power of Love

By Doug Wingert (Arizona, USA)

READ TITUS 3:4-8

"How priceless is your unfailing love, O God! People take refuge in the shadow of your wings."

PSALM 36:7 (NIV)

"When our family relocated to the desert southwest, about the only relief from the relentless heat of the summer months was a trip to the public swimming pool. My parents enrolled my brothers and me in swimming lessons. I can still recall the fear during some of those first lessons, especially when we were taken into the deep end of the pool. But our instructors were kind, and we trusted them to keep us safe.

Many years later, my wife and I had three small children of our own, and we needed to teach them to swim so that they could be safe in and near the water. My wife, being a certified water safety instructor, taught them. I recall some thrashing, splashing, and even some crying, but our children knew their teacher was always there to support them and keep them safe from danger, and that she would not let them go. Eventually my children swam very well, competed on swim teams, and were rewarded with ribbons and trophies.

Now, in my later years, I sometimes reflect on how those swim lessons are similar to my relationship with God who is my teacher and is worthy of all my trust. Yet there are times when I thrash about and feel consumed by fear. But then I remember that God is love and will not let me go." In the arms of God we never have to stress or feel out of control. Its natural to be fearful of certain things, but God will take care of it when you ask. Find safety in many things and live free.

TODAY'S PRAYER

"Dear God, thank you for your everlasting love that surpasses our understanding. Help us to remain devoted to you. In Jesus’ name we pray." Amen.

Titus 3:4-8

"'4 But “when God our savior’s kindness and love appeared, 5 he saved us because of his mercy, not because of righteous things we had done. He did it through the washing of new birth and the renewing by the Holy Spirit, 6 which God poured out upon us generously through Jesus Christ our savior. 7 So, since we have been made righteous by his grace, we can inherit the hope for eternal life.” 8 This saying is reliable. And I want you to insist on these things, so that those who have come to believe in God might give careful attention to doing good. These things are good and useful for everyone."' We are righteous by God's Grace. We now move forward holding eternal life as our future. These are the things we can live for throughout our lives. Be in a blessed zone and living freely. Joe

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voxelfoxkae · 10 months

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LOTS of words I need to get out of my system regarding my previous job and how I got there.

I went to uni for computer science. After a few months, I worked out that I needed money. I picked up a job at the nightclub on campus. I was pretty good at it. They moved me to a supervisor. When I finished my degree, they offered me a job as a manager (+ a few months of Covid inbetween).

I had no experience being a manager, but they assured me that I was more than capable and that they would support me in this role. Turns out: that was bullshit.

I don't want to say I was bad at my job, but they certainly made it out that way. I was constantly overwhelmed; nothing I did ever good enough. They had so many expecations of me that were either out of reach without support (which they failed to give) or unrealistic in general. They put so much for me to do on fuckin "35 hours a week" (a normal 40 hour work week with an hour's lunch per day) that it was ridiculous. I was 22 working 60/80 hour weeks. All the time. Being paid for 35.

Apparently, they eventually decided that having me around was no longer something they wanted and I learned about the wonders of being "managed out", where a job is made so bullshit that you no longer want to work there and you just quit. Saves them firing you (which means you don't get the protections that come along with it).

But I did just that. I quit. I knew I was going to quit when they yelled at me for something and I left the office to go and sit in my car and cry. Granted, there were probably signs before then that I should have paid attention to, but that's the one that pegged it.

I gave in my notice, I worked one (1) more week, and then used all of my holiday on leaving immediately (because of course I didn't have time to take any fuckin holiday either).

Since then I have gotten a new job doing much the same thing, but the difference here is that I am being taught new things and I am being supported. I am content. I am happy. And people here are happy with me. Like, I am surprisingly frequently getting comments and compliments on how well I work and how competent I am and the knowledge I have, and these are legitimately not even things I had considered about myself. Because of where I was previously and the expectations laid on me that I always failed, I had just gotten it ingrained into me that I was just shit at my job and awful at the whole thing.

It's... nice. I like this.

My previous workplace replaced me with one of the staff members I was managing, and as it turns out, they deeply underestimated how competent I was. This staff member is lovely and I adore them greatly, and we are wonderful friends, but she is not up to the standard that I was at. They had her on a six-month contract which has now expired and neither her or them want to renew it. And they are replacing my job with... TWO jobs. That's right: they determined the amount of work they were giving me as a first-time manager is worth that of two experienced managers.

Hilarious.

Anyway I got this in my mind because I was going to offer them help over freshers week, but reading back through some emails I had in order to find a contact I remembered all of this bullshit.

So ya. Brain go brrrr.

#self

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familyfriendlyweed · 3 years

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late night snaps (quackity x reader)

a/n : before we get into the story, i wanted to thank you all for such support on my first post - i only posted it yesterday, and got a hell lot of likes and reblogs and even gained 23 followers, which is insane for me (or maybe i just don’t know how tumblr works, haha)! anyhow, i’m really happy you guys enjoyed it <3

it was 02:37 and you were editing your newest video. you had no idea it would take so long, though! even if you were used to staying up very late, you knew you have to put away your laptop and go get some sleep.

saving the video as a draft and shutting your computer off, you started to blindly search for your phone, since your eyes didn’t get used to the darkness yet. finally finding it, you turned it on to set an alarm for the next morning when you suddenly saw a snapchat notification from ten minutes ago. it was from Alex. you curiously unlocked your phone and tapped the little notification to be led straight to snapchat.

idiota : hello mamacita

your face instantly lit up in a childish smile. you started to type your response eagerly like it wasn’t 2 am and you didn’t have online classes tomorrow.

you : why hello there, el señor

you saw Alex’s silly bitmoji pop up as he started to type.

idiota : what is my chica bella doing up so late?

you giggled, getting comfortable in your bed - this meant a long chatting session on its way.

you : YOUR chica bella? when did that happen?

idiota : ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!! >:((((

you : fine you big baby, i was finishing editing a new video

idiota : hmm i see, i see

you : what about you though? u should get some sleep!!! :(((

Alex’s bitmoji started typing, then stopped for some reason. you lifted your eyebrow at that. then he continued, but it took a while for him to finish.

idiota : why, i just couldn’t fall asleep when you were on my mind all the time, mi amor

your cheeks grew red in an instant. you knew you could handle jokes pretty well, but this was quite too much. Alex never got so far as to actually flirt with you.

you : eh??? what drugs are u on

idiota : the only drug for me is you mamacita

you snorted. you had no idea if he was being serious or not, even if the second option was more likely.

you : literally go to sleep wtf

idiota : i’d sleep better if you were by my side ;)

this was enough for you - you felt as if you got one more message like this from him, you’d die from the hotness in your cheeks. setting your phone down, you made your way to the bathroom before bed.

you came back five minutes later, only to see your phone full of notifications from Alex. your heart was thumping really hard, you weren’t used to this, but you opened snapchat anyway.

idiota : mamacita?

idiota : ....

idiota : mamacita, don’t joke w me like that

idiota : did you really just leave me on read wtf

idiota : i’m sad come back :(((

and at last, there was a snap from him. you were quite scared at this point. with a shaking hand, you opened it.

you laughed so hard that you seriously thought you’ll have a seizure. still laughing, you snapped a selfie with a cute filter on (you really thought you looked horrible at the moment), captioned it with “your chica bella had to take a piss u simp” and sent it to Alex.

he opened the snap almost imediatelly and started typing afterwards :

idiota : mamacita!!!! you look hermosa!!!!

you : that’s because i have a filter on lmaoo

idiota : mamacita don’t let yourself down, you are so beautiful :((

you started to text a sarcastic reply, but stopped. for some reason, Alex seemed like he was being truthful. he wasn’t joking around when he called you beautiful, that was too affectionate.

you : ...really?

idiota : si, si! <3

you tugged at your lip in a thinking manner. true, you had feelings for Alex, but you never thought he had something similar to you. or maybe... maybe he was just supporting you as a friend. figuring that was probably it, you texted :

you : thank you quacker B]] ur also v handsome

idiota : mamacita likes me!!!!!😍😍😍

you smiled sadly. Alex was definitely playing around. you got lost in thought for a few moments, thinking about how would he act if he was actually in love with someone. would he, perhaps, be more mature? that would be very weird to look at.

finally coming back to planet Earth, you looked at your phone only to see that Alex has written a shit ton of messages again :

idiota : i want to see you, mamacita

idiota : it’s fine if u don’t want to, you’re probably going to sleep anyway...

idiota : but maybe let’s meet tomorrow?

idiota : mamacita?

idiota : ....

idiota : i’m coming over <3

your heart gave a leap of embarassment and surprise. why would he even say that?

you : wait what

you : wdym “i’m coming over”

you : no tf ur not

you : go to sleep

idiota : doesn’t mamacita want to see muah???

you : no, that would be awesome, but you should go to sleep, really :(

idiota : y/n, i already told you, i can’t sleep when you’re on my mind

you froze in spot, staring at your screen for what felt like an eternity. did he just call you by your name? you knew he only says it in serious situations. deciding to change your tactic, you started texting seriously :

you : are you like... for real now?

you : because i know you call me by my name in serious situations, but maybe it’s only a prank, so just answer me truthfully, okay?

Alex started typing, it took even longer that before, but at last you saw his message, this time without caps, spammed question/exclamation marks, nothing silly at all :

idiota : i am serious, y/n. believe me, this is not a prank. i just really wanna see you.

your heart skipped a beat or two, your face renewed its redness. you felt as if you were dreaming.

you : okay... i’m really glad. come over, please

idiota : thank you so much

you started pondering in your head - how did this happen? how did this silly conversation turn out like this?

but what if Alex texted you because he wanted to come over in the first place? after all, he knew how shitty your sleep schedule was. that would be awesome, you thought, a small smile dancing on your lips.

you checked the snap map only to see Alex about 100 meters from you. wait... what? 100 METERS??? was Alex near your place the moment he texted you for the first time?

you jumped up, starting to tidy up your messy room up, only to remember you look like poop at the moment - hair messy, face tired, clothes scrunched.

exhaling heavily, you tried to change your appearance quickly - you ran into the bathroom, brushing your hair panickily. then you wrenched the makeup bag open and started to rummage through it trying to find some mascara or something...

ding ding!

you froze, your eyes widened. he was already here, what the hell?!

you quickly put on some mascara, ran into the hallway while brushing your face with your hands from stress (completely forgetting you have mascara on, somehow) and unlocked the door.

Alex’s figure was dark, since the lightbulb in the corridor wasn’t working, and it almost gave you a fright. but as soon as he engulfed you in a warm hug, the tension in the pit of your stomach vanished. you hugged him back almost unsurely, but smiling.

“hello, mamacita”

you giggled. for some reason, you got the strongest urge to cry. probably from happiness, but it still was confusing to you. nevertheless, tears started running down your cheeks, mixing with mascara, probably making you look like you were going to a halloween dress up party.

“hey, why are you crying?” Alex asked, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

“i look horrible.” you laughed, wiping your tears away.

“nooo, why won’t you listen to me? i already told you you’re beautiful.” he said with a cute pout.

“alright, alright, i’m very beautiful, let me down now.” you said, noticing that he was still holding you in his arms tightly.

“whatever the chica bella says.”

he put you down.

“aren’t you going to turn on some light? i feel like i’ve gone blind!” Alex exclaimed jokingly and you giggled.

“i’m like a bat, i hate much light, sorry. buuuut i could turn on this little lamp.” you said, making your way to your desk and turning on a cute little lamp the shade of warm pink.

“perfect.” Alex said, eyeing you in light now. you thought he’ll make a comment about your awful mascara-stained face, but he said nothing, just smiling and looking at you in awe, like you were some princess in a ball dress instead of a tired college student in messy shorts, an oversized t-shirt and two different socks, because you couldn’t find a pair of the same ones.

“perfect.” he repeated, shrugging with a smile on his face, like seeing you was everything he needed.

you laughed and hugged him, muttering a “thanks for coming”. Alex didn’t hesitate and also hugged you, holding you as close as possible, as if he let go of you, he’d drown and would never come back to be by your side again.

little did you know, he felt the exact same way.

#quackity #quackity x reader #quackity imagines #quackity imagine #dream smp imagines #dream smp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt imagines

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