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lovesickbtch · 9 months

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Itoshi Rin x fem!reader

Warnings : NSFW, SMUT AHEAD Intercourse (obv), Degrading, Denial, Squirting, I think thats it lmk if there are more.

Idk why I stopped posting but I just finished Reading and watching blue lock so I had to do smth about my bae rin 🤭

Kinda rushed sry

It started with dumb harmless comebacks to how you didn't need him to pleasure you. Obviously you were joking, for once it was nice being able to fluster and annoy Rin. Only at that moment though, now it wasnt much of a joke to you, but to him.

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"What's wrong princess? Y'know what you're doing."

You were sat up on his dick, so clueless as to what to do. He was slightly sat up against the bed frame, still a bit lower than you. You whined trying to move up and down, only edging yourself more. You felt yourself slowing down your movement.

"Need help Rin, I can't"

He found you so cute, and it only fed his ego by the way you tried to ask him for help. He loved the way you cried and twitched on him too. Unfortunately, he wasn't going to let you off easily. Especially with how you let your mouth get the better of you earlier today. He could've made you suck him off with that bratty mouth of yours till you couldn't anymore, but he found this more amusing.

"You're all talk aren't you? Can't even do it yourself." He scoffed almost rolling his eyes in annoyance.

He used his hands to rock your hips against him. Making your body flow back to its original pace. You felt your high building up, he did too. Your insides had squeezed around him and cute high pitched mewls started leaving your mouth.

Soon they turned into full moans, he really knew just how to play with you.

He slowed down his movements, dragging the desparing feeling across your body. You let out a whine of frustration and you glared at him angrily. He clicked his tounge in response. He could look down on you even if you were above him.

"What a bimbo, you really think it was that easy? My cock must've made you dumb huh?"

"Rin pl-"

"Ride it Y/n, hurry up I don't have all day"

His eyelids lowered, almost as if he was mad at me. I felt stuck in the same spot, unable to replicate the feeling. It felt more and more frustrating as he just stared at me with no empathy in his eyes.

"M' sorry Rin...."

You forgot why you apologized but it just felt right. You looked at him with tears threatning to spill from your doe eyes.

He didn't know why he felt bad for you. He looked at your flushed cheeks and wet eyelashes. His gaze then lowered from your teary eyes to where you were sitting. It was sticky and wet, he didn't know if he could hold back any longer.

"Shit-" He cursed under his breath, he was getting more impatient feeling the heat emiting from your pussy.

He gave you a quick peck on the lips before moving his hands down to guide you. Its like he predicted where it felt best, hitting the same spot.

"Keep moving" He demanded

He slowly moved his hands off and rubbed your sticky clit from under you. His other hand gathered your slick using his ring and index finger.

You let out a loud moan, which became interrupted as he stuck two wet fingers in your mouth. It felt even better than how it felt before. You couldn't help but whimper with his fingers toying your body as you helplessly grinded against him.

You felt your orgasm approaching again, except it felt so much more intense. You held tightly onto Rin's wrist that was circling your clit. However he didnt budge, going the exact same speed that he was before. You felt your eyes rolling back as far as they could go.

You kept grinding on him till you came all over his abdomen. Your liquids spraying hard down his thighs. He watches you come down from your orgasm with a smirk. His hand under you slowly drags upwards before giving your clit a harsh slap.

"Ouch" You whine.

"Get on all fours"

"Wha-"

"I'm not done"

#rin itoshi #itoshi rin #rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #blue lock #blue lock x reader #rin itoshi smut #itoshi rin smut #bllk #blue lock smut #bllk smut #bllk x reader

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sstvrnioloo · 3 months

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After Party | Pt. 3 | ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* | Chris Sturniolo

| P1 | P2 |

GRAB YOUR TISSUES.

warnings: swearing, alcohol, shaming of looks, mention of sex (does not go into detail‼️), mentions of committing suicide (again, doesn’t go into to detail, self degradation (please don’t do this),

if you don't like smut, find smth else to do.

she/her pronouns will be used!!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

pink = y/n

green = lia

blue = matt

orange = chris

purple = nick

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧

**NOT PROOFREAD**

b/n: sorry if this sucks ass, first fanfic series ive ever written.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Well atleast I didn't remember anything. Right?

from P2

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

I sat up in this bed that certainly wasn't mine.

"I must've had sex or something."

I muttered to myself, not knowing who was in the house.

"Oh, y/n you're up!"

"Hi Nick, why am I in you guys' house exactly?"

"You were absolutely wasted, we couldn't possibly leave you there so we took you home."

"Okay so no sex."

I murmured to myself, but I didn't want to stay here forever.

"I'm so sorry I must be a bother to you guys!"

"No no its fine! If you need anything come ask me or Matt." "Also there's towels in the bathroom, and breakfast waiting on the counter."

"Thanks Nick."

I got up feeling so ashamed that I got that drunk. Atleast I was sober? I thought to myself, I walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

When I looked at myself in the mirror, my mascara was smudged and my hair oily and grubby. Being raised to be neat and tidy all the time was having an effect on me, I shamed myself for being messy.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

In The Shower

"Well atleast you didn't have sex?"

"Going home is the right option"

"You're so stupid for being so drunk"

“Listen to what your mom says next time”

“Fuck”

*✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧･ﾟ:* *✧

I hop out the shower and wrap my tower around myself, grab my clothes and walk out. I close the door and start getting back on my clothes to leave.

“I’m probably such a bother,”

I murmured to myself. I was used to degrading myself, a lot. My parents made me do this,

“You can’t do anything!”

Their voices rang in my head, this is why I’d cry so often, have times where I ask myself,

“Why am I still existing?”

“Why can’t be enough?”

“Even if it commit, no one will notice.” Right?

A silent tear, sprinting down my cheek,

Why do I do this when I know I can stop?

When will it end?

“Get your act together y/n, this isn’t the time nor the place for your shit.”

I grab my clothes of the bed, attempt to make up the bed and start heading towards the door.

I walk out and bump into something.

Chris.

“I’m so so sorry Chris, I didn’t mean to!”

“Why do I always apologize frantically to him?”

“Watch where you’re going next time y/n”

I walk outside of the room Nick gave me with everything that I had; in hand.

“What’s up Y/n?”

“I’m so sorry again, I feel like such a bother to you guys.”

“You’re not a bother to anybod-”

Matt was then cut off by Chris.

“Well you are to me, so hurry up and leave.”

“Alright I’m done letting you treat me like that, I let you do that last night but now I’m over it,”

“You couldn’t even greet me!”

“Well I have my reasons.”

“What are your reasons Chris!? What are your reasons for not greeting somebody that you haven’t seen for like 10 years!?”

I’m trying. I’m really really trying not to cry, it’ll make me look weak.

“Just leave already y/n.”

“Chris why the fuck would you do that!?”

I’m already walking towards the door when Nick stops me. I can still hear Chris and Matt arguing in the distance.

“I’m so sorry y/n,”

My tears are already falling.

“I hated him but still greeted him, why do I still do it Nick?”

“I don’t know why he acts this way y/n,”

Now I feel problematic; a problematic, stupid, dramatic, girl crying.

“It’s fine Nick i’ll just go home.”

It’s not fine, who am I kidding?

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

I walk out the door and call Lia to come pick me up.

“Lia?”

“Hey y/n you okay? Need me to come pick you up or something?”

“I need to come pick me up from the Sturniolo’s house. Please.”

“Okay i’m on my way.”

I end the call and break out into a sob, why am I like this? Cry, cry, cry, it’s all I do. All I ever do. It’s like i’m a baby who can’t use words, so they cry.

All the time.

Chris’ POV

I made her cry. I was already being an asshole last night when I couldn’t even greet her,

you fucking idiot.

I walk back to my room and close the door and flop onto my bed.

I scroll on Tiktok for what seems for hours, but it was only 10 minutes.

I should text her,

But what if she doesn’t want to forgive me, or even converse to me?

You really did fuck this up.

“Open up this godamn door Chris.”

I open the door knowing he going to yell and scold me; I would’ve too.

“Look I’m sorry Nick.”

“I shouldn’t be the one you’re apologizing to, it should be y/n. But I’m not here to yell at you.”

“I was going to text her but I dunno if I should or not”

“Chris, why don’t you like Y/n?”

“I don’t know.”

Y/N’s POV

Lia’s car pulled up and I hopped in.

“Y/n are you okay?”

“Why doesn’t he like me?”

Bottled up frustration, anger, confusion, sadness, and disappointment in one good cry. We weren’t actually driving to a destination, just driving.

“What have I done or say, that he doesn’t like me?!”

I yelled in mostly frustration and confusion, not directed at Lia, but at; well I don’t know.

“I’m a good person, Right?”

@lovingmattysposts @novasturniolo03 @luvmxtt @tyjna6

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caramelstarlight · 8 months

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HIYA!! I saw that you'd requests open and that you love Tighnari, and I love Tighnari too! So I just wanted to request you to write a Tighnari story with hurt/comfort. Idk if you've heard of that one tik tok audio where the guy tells his wife that the girl he's cheating on her with is exactlylike her and when his wife asks him why it couldn'thave been her he says "Cuz she'ssofrer than you. She's kinder. She doesn'tyell at me and make me small." or smth along those lines. But like imagine that, but your ex partner is saying that, and Tighnari, who was your best friend (who was low-key in love with you but never said anything because you were happy with your ex), overhearing your now ex saying that to you. And he can almost hear your heart shattering cuz reader has always been loud, talkative, bossy, and sarcastic, so he couldn't imagine the amount of hurt they must've felt cuz hearing that from someone's gotta hurt like he'll :( And he sees you walk away looking down defeated and sad and decided to follow you to comfort you

Anyways, that's it! I hope you're doing well and you don't have to do the request if you don't want to. Just thought I'd dump my thoughts here :P

I keep forgetting to post these after I’m done. (I put it on save to draft and forget to post it when I’m done-) Started playing HSR again. (My sister has 6 five stars help. Hoyo hates me I have never won a 50/50)

(Yay yippie story) (below)

Comfort after Heartbreak

Tighnari x Reader (Hurt/Comfort) (Also you get a bit of revenge lol.) (And yay happy ending. IM SO EXCITED FOR FONTAINEE I CANT WAIT. I LOVE LYNEY. I LOVE MAGICIANSS HES MONOPRYO THO AUGGHHH.

I have gotten all waypoints beside one and I know what it is but can’t get to it 😭

“You’re cheating on me…-?” You asked him as your eyes started to let loose tears with your heart shattering. “She treats me better than you. She’s kinder and doesn’t yell at me.”

“Fine-…” You said as you lowered your head and covered your face away from him. Staying like that for a few moments before slapping him hard on the face. Walking away with ur hands closed into fists, trying to ignore the pain as your body trembled.

Tighnari managed to hear the conversation you both had. As you walked away he tapped your shoulder as your peered over. Asking if you were okay. “I’m fine Nari- it’s just… it’s ju- just a heartbreak. I’ll get through it.” You said as you tried to push him away.

“No you’re not.” He stated as his grip on your arm tighten. Grabbing your attention again. “I think you would appreciate a hug right?” You nodded as you turned around and hugged him. Which he embraced as his ears lowered and slightly wagged his tail.

“You deserve better…” He stated as he heard your sniffles. Trying to comfort you as he starred at the direction you came from. Looking for your ex. Seeing he wasn’t nearby he focused on you again.

“I can’t believe him. Don’t listen to what he said. You’re unique.” He said as you looked up to him. Wiping the tears away from your eyes as he smiled softly.

“If he doesn’t love you, don’t worry. There’s someone else who does.” He said as he hoped you would get the hint which you didn’t as you were still sad. But you nodded your head before giving it some thought. “Wait- You-?” You’d ask him as he nodded. “Are you sure-?” You asked him. “Of course, why would I have said my earlier statement?” Earning a laugh out of him.

“But are you ready for another relationship? You just got out of one. I don’t want to push you out of your comfort zone.” He said as he caressed your hand as he waited for an answer.

“if it’s with you, I’m willing to try.” You said with confidence as your grip on his hand tightened slightly.

#genshin impact #tighnari #sumeru #dendro #genshin impact x reader #genshin tighnari #tighnari x reader #tighnari x you #genshin tighnari x reader #tighnari x gender neutral reader #tighnari x gn reader #tighnari x y/n #tighnari x yn #hurt/comfort

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boeingboingboing · 7 months

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I was just brushing through the cars wiki and upon visiting Flysenhower's bio/page, I notice this:

And when I click on "USS Flysenhower", I get:-

Interestingly, from the comics i gathered:-

How is this relevant? Well, in the first picture, notice the bridge of the ship? Yeah wayyy different from present Flysenhower's. BUT my headcanon of Flysenhower being converted to be in service through modern times solves this issue... however in the second, notice the number on deck? Whatever it is, that ain't a 81. Seem like 5 and smth. But the only ship to exist with a number in the 50s is 59 and USS Forestall bore that number, nor in the 2 training carriers did one have the number (one was IX- 81 surprisingly) but this is WoC, and definitely must've has more than what US has had irl. Hence I conclude the second comic does not have Flysenhower, instead that's probably another training carrier they had initially trained on.

Little more digging and I'm reading Foxtrot's bio and there's a list of comics he's in. There's no picture but the plot was given of two which were the same and it was (the comics Stratagem and A clever attack both had the same plot):-

Do note theres "Dwight. D. Flysenhower" in the character list. So that means they served on Dwight. D. Flysenhower and that there is only ONE Flysenhower.

I don't even why I took this up lmao. But seeing how Flysenhower looks different in the comics which were during WW2 probably and how he looks in 2013, it in a way supports my headcanon of him being a conventional carrier who was later turned into a nuclear-powered one.

While this is not that important since not many write or do much with Flysenhower, I've like read 1 writer who did a few fics on him and saw they had done changes to history just to match up with what disney put out. And I myself have had a hard time coming with alternatives due to how disney changed some real life events.

#I know this might not be of everyones interest #totally fine if you dont read but my dumb brain just had to out this out there #USS Dwight. D. Flysenhower

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sotogalmo · 2 months

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4:36 am

He screams like a monster, but the only way The Prototype must've known who was screaming, was because to the The Prototype: the screams were that of a little boy, just wishing for it to be all over (again).

The Prototype will make him whole, he's sure. And HES SCREAMING for The Prototype. He wants his God, his Savior, ... Dare he say, friend. To come and save him

The screams are demented and altered to us, but not to The Prototype. The screams are pleads for the Prototype to come to them

While the screams for us are .. just screams of unfulfillment. Or maybe we know that they are scared, but with knowing what Catnap has done? I think we try to hide & semi block their innocence from our mind. The kids are demented..crazy. and that's what we hear

The Prototype hears cries, and pleads. He hears the human desire in the kids. While we appeal to the monstrosity of what kids can do(even if kids aren't born with hate & mean traits: smth smth kids are innocent & free because never ate the apple, while adults are sinister & tied because they did eat the apple. Teens are in the limbo state)

#time diary(?)#audrey/kellie's time diary #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime the prototype #poppy playtime catnap #poppy playtime player #tw religious themes #<- courtesy of “free” and “eating an apple”/“tied” and “eating an apple”#look..wjen a game shows some religious shit injust gotta go & bump it up a bit<3

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cheemken · 3 months

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Moreeeee hisiuan zorua!Drayton >:D

Been doing some thinking and I don’t think the reveal to Crispin would happen during the kyurem incident too much is already going on

It just happens on a regular day when Crispin drops by Opelucid city for a visit! The two boys are chilling in Drayton’s room when they end up falling asleep together (platonic sleeping together my beloved) and Crispin wakes up first and sees a lil white zoura sleeping next to him and he’s hella confused until Drayton wakes up startled and falls out of bed and transforms back into his human form and panics he doesn’t realize that it was Crispin who found out he’s just panicking because he’s been found out in his panic he transforms back into zoura and cowers away from Crispin

Now Crispin is HELLA confused and concerned! One of his best friends is apparently a pokemon??? And he’s never seen Drayton so scared besides the kyurem incident, Crispin being the not sharpest tool in the shed kinda just reaches down to pet/comfort Drayton and promptly gets bitten by Drayton, yeah not his brightest idea….Crispin had to leave Drayton’s room to get his hand bandaged and he makes sure to close the door so Drayton doesn’t go off and hide somewhere else in the house

Well in the search for the first aid kit Crispin passes the kitchen and realizes that he could make Drayton one of his favourite dishes to hopefully calm him down so once he’s all bandaged up he gets to work in the kitchen making one of Drayton’s favourite dishes and realizes it’s something that ghost/or normal types like, yeah that probably should’ve been a hint about his friend….once he’s done he returns to Drayton’s room and notices Drayton hiding under his bed so he leaves the food near the bed and Crispin goes to sit on the opposite side of the room to give Drayton space as he tries to look up what zoura Drayton is because he sure as hell doesn’t look like a unovaian one but he couldn’t really find much

Drayton eventually comes out of his hiding place once he smells the food and realizes it’s one of his favourite dishes and his head finally clears of panic once he’s finished eating and he shifts back to his human form, he notices Crispin and realizes he bit his best friend and promptly starts to cry which sends Crispin for a loop once he hears Drayton crying because he’s never actually seen him cry, yeah he’s seen his friend close to tears before but never actually sobbing like he is now so he rushes to comfort him, thankfully he’s not attacked since Drayton is in a clearer headspace

Crispin manages to move them back to the bed where Drayton ends up crying himself to sleep against Crispin as he’s exhausted from the panic attack and the crying and Crispin just holds him gently as he sleeps curled up against his best friend, eventually iris comes home and finds the two in Drayton’s room where Crispin quietly asks about Drayton and explains what went down well iris was away and how he found out Drayton was a Pokemon, iris looks at her lil bro and ends up explaining everything to Crispin

Also the bite mark eventually scars over and Drayton hates looking at it >:) ~Drayton angst anon💛

Aww bcndbd

He must've been really young during that tho, idk, it'd be dope if Crispin and Drayton are childhood friends in this au hahaha

But that's dope👀👀

Aughgh Dray accidentally biting Crispin, not being able to look at him much bc he scarred his hand. But also y'know smth dope if Crispin would sometimes hold Drayton's hand w his scarred one, going on how it's okay now, he doesn't have to feel guilty over smth he didn't mean to do. Sometimes Drayton would run his thumb over the scars, and Crispin would just smile at him telling him they finally healed, and he shouldn't feel bad anymore

#idk what else to add to this bc wow you got everything together hahaha #its fun to hear abt it tho hahah #but still itd be dope tho like picturing this tiny hisuian zorua sleeping in the club room #omf but yknow since lacey has a thing for cute pkmn imagine her trying to catch him thinking he really was just an ordinary pkmn hahaha #and drayton ends up transforming bc he is not gonna end up as lacey's pkmn no thanks lmfaoooo #an ask and an answer #drayton angst anon #unova kids #hisuian zorua drayton au

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liv-333 · 4 months

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Converse and Doc Martens

converse and doc martens a wolfstar fic :) warnings: swearing, no way am I about to write canon marauders that shit's way too depressing pretend Tom Riddle doesn't exist or smth <3

YEAR 1 November 19th 1971 Sirius had worn black ankle boots for as long as he could remember. They were verryyy basic but expensive ( he assumed so anyway) and every male in the Black family owned at least 1 pair. The weird thing was Sirius had never remembered buying them or having them bought for him so he had come to the conclusion that Kreacher must've brought them or rather been told to buy them. The other weird thing was that Sirius had never even taken notice of said shoes. not until he came to Hogwarts anyway and he quickly came to the conclusion that he needed new shoes. sure the black family staple was fine for lessons but not really any other time but Sirius figured that it wasn't thaattt big a deal as he never needed to be wearing cool shoes. He just wanted to fit in with his friends.

YEAR 2 September 1st 1972 Sirius desperately needed new shoes, his were wayyy to old fashioned. James had come to school this year with a flashy new pair of red Converse and Sirius was jealous to say the least. Peter had his usual blue Nikes' on and Remus wore a pair of brown Converse and was convinced James was trying to copy him. "I'm not tryna copy you mate" James sighed " no, no the damage is done now" Remus said, trying to act offended but failing miserably " it's not like they're even the same colour" peter added, trying to shed light on the situation " It doesn't matter Pete, they're the same shoe so they might as bloody well be the same colour" " Moony stop being so dramatic, it's just a pair of shoes" Sirius complained, he had more important things to be worrying about than if James was copying Remus' shoe choice (like his brothers house even though he already knew Regulus was doomed to be in Slytherin) " Well that's hypocritical coming from you, mister 'I hate my shoes, it's borderline child abuse that Walpurga and Orion make me wear these dreadful things'." Remus dropped his thick Welsh accent, switching it for a posher more west London one, earning a snicker from Peter, a quiet laugh from James (even though he was trying his very best not to) and an eye roll from Sirius. "Well you'd be complaining about them too, look at them" Sirius whined like a dog (pun intended) "now you've got him stared agai- OW SIRIUS THAT HURT" James yelped "SERVES YOU RIGHT, YOU'RE MEANT TO BE MY MATE" "WELL I WON'T BE IF YOU KEEP THROWING SHIT AT ME" And with that the marauders' compartment on the train exploded into a fit of laughter.

YEAR 3 Christmas day 1973 James, Sirius and Remus had arrived at the potters around mid-day. There were 2 full moons in December that year within a 2 week time-frame meaning that Christmas eve was ruined for Remus but he was excited to spend Christmas day with the potters. Fleamont picked the boys up at 11 am on christmas morning "where's mum?" "I am wounded Mr James Fleamont Potter, your poor, old father goes to the effort to pick you up and this is what I get in return" Fleamont spoke in a sarcastic but loving tone complete with ruffling James' hair. "James you're so disrespectful, you should respect your parents" Sirius said with a shit eating grin on his face. "You're one to talk Sirius you're only trying to be a kiss ass to Mr & Mrs Potter. Remus (correctly) stated. " I am not, i'm always this - "annoying?" James suggested. "Irritating" Remus added. a faint "dickheads" could be heard coming from Sirius under his breath. "I was going to say-" Sirius continued. "Boys, boys, enough with the banter I want to open presents; Mia made me wait for you lot. And I hardly think she'd be happy if her Christmas dinner went cold.

Hours later, when everyone was full, tired and slightly drunk (unbeknownst to Euphimia) it was finally time to open presents. James was thrilled with his new broom and a second pair of converse and he was impatiently drumming his fingers on the handle of the broom waiting for everyone else to open their presents. He was also ever so slightly pissed off at Sirius and Remus for the comment they made about Lily finally thinking he was cool. Remus was over the moon (no pun intended, sorry) with his set of clothbound classic muggle literature and a David Bowie vinyl. And Sirius, oh Sirius, Sirius could not fathom words into how excited and greatful he was for his gift. A pair of classic, black doc martens. He had to refrain from screaming "fuck yes" and running into Fleamont and Euphimia and hugging them. "do you like them dear?" Euphimia asked, slightly concerned at Sirius' reaction especially as James had promised her that Sirius would love them. "LIKE THEM I LOVE 'EM THANK YOU SO MUCH" "can we go outside now?" James asked impatiently Euphimia sighed and almost reluctantly said "yes" And a myriad of excited and happy "thank you's'" could be heard. James was taking his new broom for a spin and Sirius and Remus were sat next to each other on the damp grass in the Potters' back garden. Sirius was looking down at his new 'Docs'' admirably and Remus was reading 'The picture of Dorian Grey' out loud. Sirius was listening, trying to ignore the tightening feeling in his chest that must've been from the firewhiskey or excitement from the day (nothing else especially not the boy next to him) and with that Christmas day 1973 came to a close.

SUMMER HOLIDAYS August 10th 1974 Sirius loved his doc martens. He had since when he got them, his parents, however didn't. Walpurga and Orion had threatened to Burn the shoes the moment he walked through the door with them on at the start of the summer holidays, but if wearing the shoes angered his parents he would keep wearing them. Sirius thought the shoes made him look badass, (Regulus did too, but him and his brother weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment.) He thought about how perfectly his shoes contrasted with James' and how Remus once said he looked "fit" in them and how "all the girls must be mental about him" when he wears them, even professor Mcgonagall, who deemed them 'inappropriate' for school said that they suited him. My god Sirius was looking forward to school, he wanted to see James and Peter and Lily turning down James in the most girlboss ways and Marlene with all her new piercings she acquired over the summer and Mary who he fancied. Sirius really liked Mary, he thought she was really cool, and a total sweetheart. He was looking forward to seeing Remus too, but something felt off about him, or maybe it was Sirius who was off. Either way Sirius couldn't explain it, but the way he felt about Moony just felt different,the way he loved Moony felt different to the way he loved James and Peter and he couldn't explain why.

YEAR 4 Febuary 19 1975 Remus was well and truly fucked. He accidently just ruined Sirius' most prized possesion, he just soaked Sirius' Doc martens while trying to learn a stupid spell. Sirius was going to kill him, he was a dead man walking, Sirius was going to get out his wand and Avada kedav- "Remus what the fuck are you doing?" Sirius asked in a shocked tone. "I'm so so so so sorry Sirius it was an accident I swear I'll ask my mam to buy you a new pair-" "We're wizards Moony, we can fix it." Sirius said laying a comforting hand on top of Remus' to assure him that his shoes weren't ruined. Remus froze, the second his and sirius' skin touched he felt sparks fly "Rwy'n dy garu di." Remus mumbled "What?" Sirius laughed, "did you just speak welsh to me?" "Oh yeah, That means sorry." Remus bluffed, he scratched the back of his neck. "It's alright, look." Sirius waved his wand and the water off his shoes dried immediately, they looked brand new once more. "You could stab me on purpose and i'd still forgive you moons." "Moons?" "Oh sorry, I don't know why I did that, just slipped out I guess." Sirius explained, "Well if you don't like Moons i'll just keep calling you Remu" he teased. "Shove off Sirius." "Jokes, jokes, Love you" Sirius said this platonically, platonically with a capital P, but how he wished he could say it the way he really meant it. "Hate you too" Remus, unbeknownst to Sirius had already said 'I love you' and both boys knew what 'hate you too' meant, they weren't that oblivious.

YEAR 5 January 8th 1976 "Shit! Fuck!" Remus yelled, he was still in physical pain from the night before, but kicking his and his friends' belongings was a good way to ignore that and an even better way to ignore the burning whole in his heart, why was he so stupid!? why did he think Sirius actually cared for him the way he cared for Sirius? A million questions were in his head - mostly him blaming himself for almost killing Severus Snape, a greasy black haired boy in slytherin who he and his friends had been rivals with since they started Hogwarts. Even though Remus hated Sirius right now, he didn't really hate him, Remus didn't have it in him to hate Sirius, even if Sirius did just put so many people in danger. Remus would never admit it but he knew deep down he would come back around with time; lots of time. While in the middle of Remus' (justified) trashing the dorm session he saw Sirius' doc martens in the mess and he couldn't quite bring himself to kick them to the side or throw them somewhere, so he left them.

When James and Peter returned hours later they weren't shocked to see that their room was a tip, what they were shocked to see was Sirius' doc martens in the same place as they were before, the only difference being that now Moony's brown converse were nowhere to be seen, neither was Moony. The two boys could've used the map to find their friend(s) but chose not to, knowing Remus needed time to debrief and wallow, and everyone needed time to forgive Sirius.

YEAR 6 September 23rd 1976 Remus and Sirius had not spoken since January 8th, Remus had almost forgiven him, although he had the feeling that he'd never be able to forgive him fully. Sirius missed Remus, he felt awful for the prank, he just wanted his friend back, that's all he wanted. And while he knew he didn't deserve Remus' forgiveness, he wanted it, he so selfishly wanted it, everyone else had forgiven him, the maruaders and valkirie's we're all friends again, even Remus was happy to be with James and Peter, but Remus couldn't ignore the sutble longing looks in Sirius' eyes when they hung out as a four, and to be quite frank Remus didn't want to. The group was out on the field, celebrating the new year at Hogwarts with ciders and Gin, even though Remus was happy to be back he couldn't help feel that something was missing, and to his dismay he knew just who this something was. "Hi." Smiled Sirius weakly "Hi" Remus replied, sounding slightly exaspherated "I've really missed you Moons." "I know, I do too, but you could've - I could've" Remus chokes out "I know, I know and I am so so sorry and I know Sorry isn't enough but-" Remus kisses him. Remus Lupin just kissed him, The Remus John Lupin in all his beautiful glory kissed Sirius. "What was that for?" Sirius asked, sounding rather freaked out, but not negatively impacted by the kiss "Needed to shut you up" Remus chuckles, then bumping him with his shoulders. The pair then marinate in their silence, evaluating the situation, both of them feeling glad Remus kissed Sirius but the boys thinking it was just a friend thing, wishing the other would come to his senses. "I knew you'd come back" Sirius whispers "I'm still pissed off but I love you too much to not forgive you" Remus replies, in the same hushed tone. In an attempt to lighten the mood Sirius gently kicks Remus' new? Converse with his same old black doc Martens "Oi" Remus says softly "They're new?" Sirius questions. "My brown ones were threadbare mate" Remus chuckles "I like the blue ones, they uh, they-" "You prefer the brown ones" Remus states "I prefer the brown ones" Sirius confirms both boys start chuckling and the rest of the group feel a sort of pride and happiness for both boys.

YEAR 7 May 31st 1977 In the gryffindor boys dorms, during a quidditch match, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black are in the middle of an intense, sweaty makeout session, it's sensual, loving and cautious. Sirius traces Remus' collarbone as Remus plants sloppy kisses on his neck, hoping to leave a mark "My moonage daydream" Sirius says softly, hugging Remus "Hey Pads?" "Yes Moonykins?" "I love you" "I love you too" That's when they realise they may have fucked up, they hear James and the rest of Gyffindor loudly celebrating the gryffindor win against Ravenclaw. Both boys mutter a string of curse words as they desperately try to move away from each other, however this attempt is futile as both boys end up tripping over their shoes, they start laughing and then hear James walk in "WHAT ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH IS HAPPENING HERE!?" He exclaims loudly, causing both boys to erupt into a fit of laughter.

years pass with nothing incredibly eventful happening, James and Lily get married and have their son, Harry, before both realising that maybe they rushed into things, causing James to date Regulus, (much to Sirius' disapproval, when telling him James really wished he wasn't in the room) and Lily starts dating her friend Mary. Peter starts dating Sybil Trewlaney, the pair are practically perfect for each other. Remus and Sirius move in together, they live in a secluded cottage in the woods, spending their full moons in the nearby forest and their mornings in bed, tangled in the sheets, delicate touches telling the other, "I'm still here". Sirius doesn't work, he claims it's "Not right for him to have to get his hands messy" However Remus does, Remus teaches Defence against the Dark arts at hogwarts, (When Harry found out his uncle Moony would be teaching him he was thrilled)

14 years later, Remus walks through his and Sirius' front door, hanging his long coat up and haphazardly throwing the shoes that he thought resembled the ones Sirius used to wear during their first few years of Hogwarts on the ground somewhere - where was a problem for tomorrow. "Is that my Moonage Daydream?" Sirius teasingly coo's "Shut up Pads." Remus tries to repress a smile at the nickname he pretended to hate, it's a good thing Sirius wasn't in the room otherwise he'd never hear the end of it. "What room you in?" Remus calls out, his Welsh accent coming through slightly, it always did when he was tired. Sirius grinned at hearing his love's welsh accent, it was one of the plethora of things Sirius loved about his Moony "Our room Sweets" Sirius softly replied. Remus mumbles in a sort of "Coming now way", as he groggily drags himself up the stairs, needing nothing more than to lie in his lovers arms, as he walks up the narrow staircase, ducking slightly at the stairway entrance (Remus' height always made it particularly annoying to fit through old buildings, Damn those short people from the 19th century). But as he walked up the stairs he was greeted with his second favourite sight (After Sirius of course), his tatty brown converse and Sirius' pristine doc martens.

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bauhausluvr · 6 months

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omfg I had the scariest dream with M in it

so basically, from what I remember, i dreamt that I sent M two messages on Instagram which said "hi" "I miss u" AND THEN in my dream M replied, with smth like "you must've gotten the wrong person" idfk something uninteresting i can barely remember.. but dream me knew I shouldn't have done that 😭

so then I woke up IN my dream (still not actually awake) to see if those messages were real or if i was just dreaming, and they were, which wouldn't have made sense irl but all rational thinking goes out when ur dreaming

so then for the 3rd time I finally actually wake up and thankfully see that no stupid messages were sent... but I still had to check 😭

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ultrvmonogamy · 7 months

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can't say i'm feeling social at this point, but i want to reiterate that i invite anyone who's got any misgivings or confusion towards anything i've said or done or allegedly said or done (or has any other meaningful reason) to come talk to me in good faith, particularly if u've been on the receiving end of surreptitiously delivered rumors.

since the inception of this blog around a year ago, i have always maintained that i am here striving to be as authentic as reasonably possible. i have repeatedly asserted that this journey (blogging here this way) is for me abt learning to integrate potentially problematic aspects of my self (born of both trauma imposed upon me AND my own past poor decisions/self-destructive tendencies) into a more positive whole.

if ur unfollowing me or judging me bc ppl r covertly talking shit, but u r not willing to bring ur concerns to me--the guy in question who is actually inviting dialogue without any of the skeezy subterfuge--i have to wonder what side u think ur on and what it is that u think ur serving in that.

i'd imagine some of u (probably not reading this) simply want to distance ur brand from any of that kinda noise, which aligns w the fact that by far most who have unfollowed (or simply not re-followed) have not blocked me n many continue to like or even reblog my posts. i get that. i still think it sucks, n i miss some of u nonetheless. if that's ur need for ur livelihood tho, i can't blame u for that. even so, i'm here if u'd care to talk.

maybe u think u know smth that's all u need to know. i highly doubt that, but if u'd prefer to wear blinders on that front i just hope u'll remember i was here offering to set the record straight n address any questions u might have one on one.

maybe ur influenced by a quite popular blogger who is now well into her 7th month of stalking, harassing, n slandering me. 7 fucking months(!) of publicly urging ppl not to reblog me, mischaracterizing me in direct opposition to my behavior, making claims that r the literal opposite of the facts, and even announcing n mocking my personal sexual business. oh, and celebrating any time one of my blogs gets termed or seems to be getting less activity.

r u wondering what i must've done to this poor girl to incite such retaliation? well, i did not fall in love w a parasocially obsessed anon and instead, once it was clear that we were not compatible (which was soon after we talked w her off anon), i told her directly that i do not want or expect anything from her n that she'd already given me too much. i even dissuaded her from sending me nudes. and, yes, i have receipts for all of that. in fact, one of the reasons i'm writing this message now is to sidestep my urge to publish that evidence (10-15 screenshots, audio, conversation exports etc) n demolish the reputation of a sentient being who is already clearly unhinged n has shown herself to be ill-equipped to handle reality.

anyway, fuck all that noise.

i'm here (and if i'm not here i'll be elsewhere) and continuing to strive to be a more authentic, worthwhile, understanding, reliable, compassionate, n generally together human being w each day. striving, i said. i fuck up a lot (maybe u don't, in which case i'm envious), but i'm pretty fucking pleased w the overall trend. doesn't mean u should be, n that's fine, but this is the best i have to offer. can't be good enough for everyone, n maybe if u were me u'd do it all differently. good thing u've got a u to do that w then n don't actually have to focus on me.

i have never claimed to be anything close to perfect, and i have personally n without external pressure volunteered plenty of my own shortcomings. i have routinely exposed no dearth of my own problematic characteristics in post after post. if u r someone who feels the need to invent more or to spin half truths bc u find some kind of satisfaction in vilifying n isolating me, that says a hell of a lot more abt u than it does abt me. and for whatever my opinion is worth to u behind ur facade, i think it makes u exactly the kind of person that many or most of us in this community r here trying to heal from.

thank u for reading, and i hope everyone's week is going better than mine 🫶

(replies may be delayed. got a life to lead n mouths to feed n shelter to provide etc)

#coms #uv #oc

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babysdrivers · 1 year

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have no idea what happened during today's race i just know dan got dotd and people on twt are angry about it so he must've done smth really sexy

#keeley.txt #daniel ricciardo #mexican gp 2022

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schoenht · 8 months

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GLADLY!! Some of the issues are like wayyyyy too deep for me to even begin with and are years old but we can just talk about the wedding.

1- my cousins step sister showed up in a wedding dress to the ceremony but was kicked out by security before she could enter.

2- And the vows were just… not it. The premise of both of their vows were “I made such a good choice by choosing you and you’re so grateful that I settled for you.”

3- OHOHOH WAIT the best man was the brides ex, she was cheating on him with the groom!!!

4- The bride and groom kept dancing with other people all night, but not even in like the normal way but like in a wayyyyyyyy too touchy way. The big no-no toughest if you will.

5- The bride apparently smashed a slice of cake on the grooms cheek so he literally chased her and pinned her on the ground and smashed way more slices on her face/ upper dress and called her a b-word a few times too. I say apparently because I wasn’t in the room. And they were VERY strict about no phones out.

6- Going off of no phones I think saw the groom on tinder while everyone was getting their makeup done before the wedding!!

7- Isnt fully related but like 6 people got into a fight. Idk what that was about. I think of those people was the grooms mom though!!

8- The bride and groom kept being narcissistic the whole time which was fun. I think?

Those are all the main events I can remember at the moment, so sorry if it seems kinda short but it was…something. That’s a word to use.

-🌺

...holy fuck. hang on, the tea is HOTTER THAN THE SUN let me just. Tell you my reactions to each one but overall, my jaw dropped and kept DROPPING with each entry

One, SHE SHOWED UP IN A FUCKING WEDDING DRESS ??? AN ENTIRE WEDDING DRESS ???? WHAT. WHAT. THE LEVEL OF INSANITY SHE HAS, I'M SORRY. Two, i. If there is anything i have learned, NEVER. SETTLE. stay single before you settle fuck no what kinda bullshit vows were those omfg. Three, DOES THE GROOM HAVE A BRAINCELL ??? I. DOES HE KNOW SHE WAS CHEATING WITH HIM ??? that is so messy omg I've seen wattpad aus less messy than that

Four, yikes. Five, WHAT THE FUCK. THAT'S YOUR WIFE AND YOU'RE CALLING HER THAT AND DOING THAT TO HER ??? annulment !! Immediately !!! Six, I'm sorry but if he was on tinder before the wedding, that marriage is not lasting, i gotta say it. Seven, i honestly think this was the sanest entry, POSSIBLY bc i am so used to fights at big events (staring at my graduation). Eight, if there is one thing my mom taught me, it's that you cannot be narcissistic at an event YOU planned bc if you really wanted it to be abt you, you wouldn't have invited other people (this happened after my aunt said smth at my cousin's quince that did not sit right with me)

Lowkey. That sounds extremely draining but the car ride back must've either been quiet or gone "OKAY BUT DID YOU SEE--"

#💜.answers #🌺.anon!!!#anon you brought me piping hot tea and did not disappoint #call me a chismosa all you like but jfc #im surprised one of the major events didnt involve a child #bc from what I've seen in weddings one of the more negative events usually has smth to do with a child #NOT SAYING ANYTHING BAD ABT THEM but like. its a common statistic #unless this was a child free wedding in which case good for you #but was the food good at least ???

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myreygn · 2 years

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omg hi since fic rqs are open, can i request lee!camilo from encanto? the ler can be your choice^^ i’m excited to see what you come up with!

show yourself!

summary: Camilo has the audacity to hide Mirabel's knitting materials and disguise himself as Isabella to avoid the consequences. And he would've gotten away with it, if only he hadn't made one small mistake.

an: sorry this took so long and i hope you see and like it anon, thank you sm for requesting smth!

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Of course it had only been a matter of time until Mirabel would discover her missing knitting materials, but Camilo had honestly hoped he would get some more than just twenty seconds to hide them. But no, of course luck just wasn’t on his side today. He gulped when he heard his cousin barge through her door upstairs and quickly hid his loot in one of the huge plant things Isabella had put all over the house, then he made his way to the living room, trying to figure out an escape plan.

His steps caused a loud echo and Camilo flicked his fingers against the wall. "Casita! Sht! You'll give me away!"

The wall's stones made a few click sounds, as if the house snickered, then the door flew open and a furious Mirabel Madrigal came storming into the room.

"Isa! Have you seen Camilo?!"

"No, I haven't." Camilo thanked all the gods there were that he had had the presence of mind to transform himself into someone else and throw himself onto the sofa, grabbing the nearest book. 'A Guide To Local Healing Plants'... whatever, this would do. "Can't you see I'm busy, Mira? Next time better think twice before barging into a room like that, people live here!"

"Jeesh, alright, I'm sorry. Tell me when you see him, okay?" Mirabel made her way towards the exit and Camilo allowed himself a celebratory cheer on the inside - then his cousin froze in her tracks and turned around, her eyes narrowed and hands on her hips in that wonderfully reproachful manner she must've picked up from Abuela. Without even realizing what exactly it was, Camilo knew that he had made a mistake and he felt a shiver run down his spine. His cheer had probably jinxed it.

“Actually, I don’t think we’re done here just yet.” An undeniable sense of nervosity arose in Camilo when Mirabel came over to stand in front of the sofa and stare him down. It took all of his nerve to not drop the annoyed facade of his oldest cousin. “Are you 100% sure that you’re Isa?”

“What the hell are you on about- of course I am!”

“Let me be a little more specific for you. Are you 100% sure that you are, inside and outside, my older sister Isabella Madrigal?”

“Listen, I don’t know about you, but I actually have something to do here, so I’d really appreciate it if you left me, Isabella, alone! Because yes, I am 100% sure!” Fairly pleased with his performance, Camilo returned his gaze to the book in his hands, only to be interrupted once more when Mirabel leaned forward and right into his personal space.

“The thing is just, I’m finding it very hard to believe you.” A truly terrifying smirk appeared on her face, making Camilo shiver. “There are only three people in this entire family who call me Mira, and rest assured, dear cousin, Isabella is not one of them.”

Camilo knew that this was probably the point at which he should just drop the act and confess, but when has Camilo Madrigal ever backed down from an acting challenge? “Can’t I even call my sister Mira when I feel like it?”

“Oh, you wanna play? Alright, we’ll play.” With that, Mirabel’s hands latched onto his sides, squeezing and drawing a surprised shriek from Camilo. Shit. “I promise you, you won’t be able to hold this mask for much longer! I know all of your tickle spots and we’ll just go through them, alright? Are we on the same page?”

Despite the giggles spilling out of his mouth, Camilo somehow still found the composure to get cocky with her. “Ihi dohon’t know how Cahamilo’s spots ahare gonnaha be ohof use for yohou! Ihi’m ohobviously nohot Cahamiloho!”

“Yet you’re laughing, even though Isa’s not that ticklish on her sides.”

Camilo was very much aware that Mirabel had the upper hand, but he was determined to not give her the satisfaction of exposing him just yet. “I aham Isahaha, stahahapt tahalkihing to mehe ahas if Ihi’m nahat hehere!”

“Sure… let’s go on to the next spot then. If I recall correctly, Isa is very ticklish riiiight… here!” Mirabel lifted her eyebrows at the burst of laughter that exploded from Camilo’s mouth. “Oha, seems like you’re too!”

“Behecahahahause Ihihi’m-”

“You’re not, stop pretending.” Mirabel grinned as she wiggled her fingers into the spaces between his ribs. (Why couldn’t his sensitivities and ticklishness also change when he put on a different exterior?! Isabella was not nearly half as ticklish as himself, everything would be so much easier!) “I can tell, because Isa is very ticklish there, but Camilo is veeery ticklish there. Just make this easier for both of us and show yourself!”

“Ihi dohon’t knowhow whahahat yohou’re tahahalkihing ahabout…”

“Oh, you will!” Mirabel’s grin turned wicked. “Let’s see… there’s one more spot we could go to.” Gosh, if that wasn’t unsettling. Camilo squawked when his cousin pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, facing his legs. He couldn’t even kick properly in Isabella’s stupid dress! “Any last words, Camilo?”

“Y-you wihish!”

“Alright, that’s it.”

All of Camilo’s intentions to keep his act up as long as possible flew right out the window when Mirabel squeezed both of his knees at the same time. He didn’t even notice the transformation back into his own body; at this point he was shrieking at the top of his lungs, banging his fists on the couch and fighting for his bare survival.

“There you are!” Mirabel had turned around to grin down at him, all while not stopping her assault on his poor knees for one second. “I knew you were in there! Now, where did you put my knitting stuff?”

“IHI- I- GAHAHA MIHIRAHAHAHA!”

“Okay, okay.” She slowed down a little. “So?”

“Ihi- ihit’s in thahahat plahant ohover theheheAAAHAHA NAHAHA! IHI TAHAHALD YOHOU WEHEHERE IHI PUHUT IHIT- STAHAHAHAP!”

“Nah.” Mirabel gave him another little smirk before turning back to focus on his knees again. “I think you kinda deserve to go through this a little bit longer.”

#rey writes #tword fic #encanto #encanto (disney)#camilo madrigal #mirabel madrigal #ticklish!camilo #lee!camilo #ler!mirabel #isabella makes a guest appearance if you squint lol

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song-of-amethyst · 1 year

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Sound Horizon poll time!

(has this been done? this is too obvious it must've been done but let's go either way! it'd be lovely if you also reblog)

#sound horizon #revo #nein #märchen #moira #roman #elysion #lost #thanatos #chronicle 2nd #idk how to tag this honestly im just playing with polls

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dairy-farmer · 1 year

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Tim as the son of aphrodite except nobody knows this but aphrodite

Tim's only show that he's related to her are things that not everybody can see. His appearance always adds smth that the person who sees him loves.

Ex like Jason loves dimples, whenever tim smiles at him, Tim looks like he has dimples.

Dick likes freckles and Tim has freckles whenever he talks to dick etc

But NOBODY can see what the other person sees. Whenever Tim looks at himself he sees a pretty little boy with long lashes but Bruce looks at him and sees a young little boy with a round face and the widest eyes etc etc

👀👀👀👀

tim having the features that someone finds most attractive!!!!

and because people don't normally say things like 'god i just like his dimples' when he smiles no one notices the incosistencies in his appearance.

beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder for tim!!! including himself!! im so happy that tim is pretty to himself, with his long lashes and his sweet face. and bruce!!!! seeing tim with a round and youthful face, with big baby eyes that make him look so innocent and soft!!!

everyone seeing tim with slightly different features, clark marveling over how tim's eyes are the exact shade of violet-blue as lois's. damian trying to resist making eye contact with tim because his eyes are as sharp and all-seeing as his mother's.

the only one who kind of think something is off about tim are playboys like hal who think it's kind of odd how batman's robin just looks slightly off each time they see him.

one day hal sees him and can't help but stare at the kid's perky little tits, a recent favorite in his porn searches and he feels like a scumbag for staring so he tries shifting his mind to thinking about things like nice, full cocksucking lips. only to have to swallow his tongue when watching red robin talk and seeing his pink, full lips purse as he talks and borderline enters an argument with someone.

hal doesn't want to broach the topic and ask if it seem's liek red robin's had...some work done because that's just a purely asshole move and he doesn't want people to think he's shitting on the kid just because he doesn't like his dad. plus ollie's been pretty open about having had some filler and a nose job done in his twenties.

so hal just...keeps his mouth shut. it still makes him a little paranoid sometimes though. it's a thought paranoid even for someone like batman- that the kid is specifically choosing to emphasize things that hal is into at the moment.

hal is one of the go-to's for alien contact so when an invasion turned 'oopsy wrong planet' by some race from outside the galxy turn up, hal's at the head table for negotiations.

red robin is skirting around the room and playing personal assistant to batman. hal notices as some of the eyes linger on red robin, so do some other heroes so batman pretty tensely gets the process started and finished as quickly as possible.

with the ring to translate for him, hal hears what the others don't. how they marvel over red robin's....hands of all things. so thin and delicate, he looks like he's never had to work a day in his life- oh he must've been courted since the day he was born to be able to live so luxoriously.

hal knows he's missing some cultural context about it and sure red robin's hands are pretty small but hal's also got more a foot over him and a few dozen pounds too. to him, everything about red robin is small.

but it's just one of those things he supposes.

the sky is blue.

grass is green.

and red robin just has something about him

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