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#like i didnt actually want to work it was a joke i just want money

memospacexx · 6 months

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Forgot to out my thing on MY BAD u can now send requests i think yayaayayay

Disclaimer!! This MIGHT be OOC cause we dont really know much about mammon as of now, when we get more on him i will be updating my general headcanons for him!!!

- initially he js thought you were the one who brought the most money thats why you stood out to him(sure)

- in this scenario I’ll make it so you work under him, managing his sales and making the advertisments n shit or whatever but its up to you wholeheartedly

- a succubus????did u seduce him???😞

- he genuinely started to get hissy whenever anyone talks to you…not that anyone really knew-

-you did not know he saw that. YOU DIDNT KNOW HE EVEN ACKNOWLEDGED YOU

-tbh if he ever put his ego aside and actually asked you out it would be like this:

“Eyyy if it isnt my favorite Succubus!”

favorite?you have NEVER SPOKEN TO HIM BEFORE

“Hello Sir-“

“Drop the sir sweetheart, anyways, i was wonderin if you would accompany me to this fine new restaurant?to discus the..urm sales of course!”

Lie buzzer sound

You thought it was lies but like…u cant really say that to a sin-

“Oh, of course sir it would be an honor” was he fr is this rlly abt that

-Do people know? NO cant risk that-

-However Fizz did find out- walked into you two laughing together, and to fizz, THATS WEIRD…Mammon??being nice??making someone actually laugh without insulting them?? Time to tell ozzie(before he quit)

-also you and fizz get along. I js wanted to point that out, you managed the sales of his robo-self, thats how he found you, he thinks your funny, and when he found out you and mammon were an item he was like

“Are you alright”

“What🤨”

-yeahhh…Ozzie does threaten him with it, like blackmail, but he wouldn’t actually leak that info unless it was an actual must, he knows how it feels 🤷‍♀️

-you two cant exactlyy go on dates, cos of the public, usually you two just watch a movie in his abode🫶🫶🫶

No he wont share popcorn. Get ur own (he will whine if u dont share yours cos he finished his)

If he were to buy gifts he asks his underlings to buy it. They dont question him (he will throw a hissy fit and probably kill them if they ask ngl😭)

Speeking of underlings they hate u lmaoo

They dont like the special treatment u get smh

But they arent mean to you( mammon will kill them💀)

And they refuse to tell anyone cause the fear they have for the sin of greed is INSANE

He made it clear if they gossiped he will indeed set everything they love on fire 😋

-you mention this new dress? Woah its on your (shared) bed

-scrolling thru ur phone and you linger on a specific item? Damn how did that get on your desk

-Favorite food? Say less(he ate it and had to get another but its okay)

But imma explain your job- basically you managed the sales and in-charge of the the advertisement,making sure it reaches the…right audience

And how you met(you didnt meet him when you got the job, someone else was handling it)

How he noticed you was all on accident

(You tripped infront of him . He thought it was the funniest thing for a day then he couldn’t get you out his head for a week)

He bought you VERY high heels as a joke bc of it😭😭😭

Tho a downside of his, in any relationship, doesn’t matter how much he gives and gives, it always feels like he’s taking too. You always have to be there, but not as a lover at times since your relationship isnt public. You have to always be there when hes out, he promoted you so you could be his “secretary “ so he had an excuse to keep you on a tight leash , he might try to isolate you tbh, hes greedy, he wants you all to himself, after arguing w him abt it he doesnt, thankfully, but hes just painfully possesive, but doesnt isolate you from anyone, just demands most of your time is on him

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I hope this is to your likingg🫶🫶🫶

@nachowtoast

#helluva boss mammon x reader #mammon x reader #helluva boss mammon #helluva boss season two #helluva boss ozzie #fizzaroli helluva boss #helluva boss spoilers #helluva boss season 2 #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss #.memospace

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paper-mario-wiki · 3 months

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what's ur favorite erb?

i dont have "favorite" as much as i have "the ones i watch every now and again".

"Blackbeard vs Al Capone" i might just like the way EpicLloyd speaks as Capone, but i also cant help but be utterly entranced by a shouting match between to middle aged men who want the other one to be scared. Favorite verse: Capone 1 (of 2)

"Wonder Woman vs Stevie Wonder" although this one still has the signature simple and cheesy bar structure that ERB is known for, this is PEAK in terms of performers. nicepeter and epiclloyd (the main guys) are great, but after the first 30 videos it became very easy to detect their individual deliveries and cadences. t-pain is pretty iconic in his performance of stevie wonder. Favorite verse: Stevie 2 (of 3)

"Stephen King vs Edgar Allan Poe" watzky was unfortunately cursed by god to forever look like a little twerp, but he works with it really well and it fits very well for the real-life twerp that was Edgar Allan Poe. and zach sherwin is always a charismatic force to be reckoned with, his uniquely clever writing style and flow shining. Favorite verse: Stephen King 2 (of 2)

"Steven Spielberg vs Alfred Hitchcock" this one's just good fun. its a little battle royale among a bunch of really famous pop directors. i know that the character-appropriate cgi background is a staple of post-season-one ERB, but i really appreciate these ones specifically for some reason. Favorite verse: Alfred Hitchcock

"Kryptonite" this isnt an ERB and is in fact a completely unrelated normal rap song but i was listening to this one today. my oldest brother listened to a lot of rap when i was young and this one was one of his favorites. i remember listening to it all the time when he would drive me to blockbuster to rent gamecube games. i didnt listen to it for a few decades, but i looked it up on youtube a few weeks ago on a whim and i really liked it a lot. it's all about smoking weed which i love doing, and the chorus is really catchy, plus the instrumental is one of my favorites. Favorite verse: Big Boi 1 (verse 3)

"The Joker vs Pennwise" both rappers somehow look like different versions of matpat in heavy makeup, and joker works in a natural "we live in a society" which i like. i think that's all i got for this one. Favorite verse: Joker 3 (of 3, because this is the one with the we live in a society bar, but all of his bars were actually really solid)

"Tony Hawk vs Wayne Gretzky" another one for the "zach sherwin is one of the best thing ERB has" pile. he delivers in a quaint (if a bit cartoonish) canadian accent a scathing comparison between the actual real-life achievements and significance and skill between the two actual athletes. which i think is very spiritually fulfilling considering the name of the series. Favorite verse: Wayne Gretzky 2 (of 2)

"James Bond vs Austin Powers" might unfortunate austin only gets 1 verse because it's far and away the best part of this one. aside from a clever pussy eating joke near the end between the two feuding bonds. Favorite verse: Austin Powers

"Nice Peter vs EpicLLOYD 2" this is an actual real-life catharsis event between the main two artists behind ERB who seemingly put very real and deep-seated creative and personal frustrations they have with each other into their verses, plus a very real burnout over this series that they put all their money on being The Big One, creating a legitimately tense feeling in watching their performances. for reference, Peter rips on how Lloyd is an alcoholic and is unwilling to let the channel grow or change, and Lloyd talks about how Peter is obsessive and manipulative, referencing a real life issue involving a friend they fucked over in the separate video he appeared in. Favorite verse: Lloyd 1 (of ??? this one is almost a duet at times really)

"Babe Ruth vs Lance Armstrong" this one is specifically here because babe's second verse goes extremely hard in an almost uncharacteristic way for a series with very middling raps in general. Favorite verse: Babe Ruth 2 (of 2)

i could keep going i think but i just scrolled to the top of the list and my face flushed with embarrassment at how long its getting so im gonna end it there. you get the idea.

#anon

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aves-ery · 11 months

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CEO or Mob boss Wanda and stripper R👀 maybe she's just getting some visit to a certain club and she only have her for R but R is kind avoiding her. R is kind of snappy and feisty for Wanda but Wanda loved her more. One night she saw R entertaining other guests so she brought the whole club and kicked everyone out so she could have R all for herself.

Idk maybe you'd like to consider, btw you works are great and wonderful and so are you! Thanks!!!

one, thank you! two, this is ctually so bad bc I'm tired and for some reason forgot how to write good smut? but heres just wanda crazy for you.

pairing; CEO!wanda x stripper!reader

warnings; smut 18+ ONLY, infatuated wanda, praise!!, strap-on, fingering

if anyone saw wanda at a strip club, it'd be a field day for press. but quite honestly, she didnt care when she laid her eyes on you. she saw the flashes of the cameras when she walked in, but when she saw you in that lingerie, she didn't care what the articles were gonna read the next day.

wanda sat snug in a booth, watching you from afar. her silk button up was unbuttoned down to her upper stomach, her boobs only covered by her tight fitting sports-bra.

"i want that one," she pointed you out to all of her boss friends, a beer bottle still in hand. you were all over someone else, a lap dance she presumed.

one of the guys whistled you over, waving a "come here" motion. wanda knew it wasnt the way to get your attention, but you followed through, stalking over to them. you smiled, waving.

"hey gentlemen," you said seductively, plopping your pretty ass onto Tony's lap. wanda rolled her eyes.

"actually, as pretty as you are baby, this one wanted ya," tony pointed to wanda, and wanda waved her fingers.

"you just caught my eye, pretty," she said. you recognized the CEO immediately. you had to fight an eyeroll because no way in hell you were letting some snob like wanda touch you. you turned to the gruffy man whose lap you are on.

"i came over to see you," you avoided. the men around the table laughed, making fun of wanda. wanda just told them to all "shut the fuck up."

she tried to get your attention all night, buying you drinks, complimenting you, trying to just make you say hi. all she'd get in response is an eye roll and a "leave me alone."

"yo, get away from the girl she told you to stop," a bouncer said, pushing wanda away from you.

"look man, im not trying to cause a problem. she's just a pretty lady," wanda laughed, trying to use her charm to make him let her through.

"sorry, the girls not comfortable with you," the bouncer said again. wanda groaned, pulling out her wallet.

"c'mon ill even pay to just talk to her, man," wanda pulled out a few hundred dollar bills, and you rolled your eyes at the interaction. "i wont touch her, fucking promise. just wanna get to know the gal," wanda pleaded.

the bouncer looked at you, pointing at the money. wanda was at least holding 500 dollars in her hand currently. it was a silent agreement, and wanda was allowed into the private room

she handed a bill to the bouncer, then a few to you, before sitting in one of the booths. "you're a feisty one," she joked. you rolled your eyes.

"you can't buy me," she snapped. wanda nodded.

"im not trying to, babe. you're just... very intriguing," wanda said.

you had complained all of the next week, even after you didnt see wanda. you just didnt want her around, and didn't want her paying her way to you.

wanda found that out quickly, but she couldn't help it. you deserved to be worshiped with everything she could buy.

she sent you flowers, chocolates, everything to work. she didn't even know what days you worked, and she still sent them. Every time, you snacked on the chocolate and left the flowers in the trash. you didn't complain about that though. if she was going to spend money on you, she was going to laugh about it.

wanda came again two weeks later. she smiled and waved at you, but you continued flirting with a client. your hands on the man more than usual, making sure to get a rise out of her. you avoided her, but from close by. she'd call you over, and you'd give a lap dance to a guy near her.

wanda was fucking tired of it. that week, she bought the whole strip club. when you found out, you quit.

"no." wanda said.

"what?! you're fucking crazy. you're stalking me!" you screamed. wanda raised her eyebrows, standing up

"im not stalking you!" she screamed back at you

you laughed, "right. you're just fucking craz-" wanda kissed you. hard. you pushed her away, looking at her like she was actually insane, because she was, and then you kissed her back harder.

wanda grabbed your hips, picking you up and setting you on her desk. "you were just too pretty to leave alone. I'd buy the whole earth to be with you," she told you.

you thought she was joking, but she really wasn't. wanda was infatuated with you. when you looked her in the eyes, you could tell. you kissed her hard, allowing the woman you barely knew to have all of you.

"you're so pretty," wanda said, removing your sweater and kissing your breasts. you blushed, nodding.

"thank you," you whispered, moaning softly.

"you'll never have to work again, okay? and I'll win you over, i promise. I'll take you out on dates, I'll buy you dinner," wanda got on her knees sliding your shorts down, looking at you in the eyes. "I'll do anything, for you."

you blushed again, nodding, "win me over," you moaned. wanda nodded, sliding your panties over and taking you in.

"such a good girl," she praised, licking you fully. you shook softly, tangling your hands into wanda's hair. her lips found your clit, sucking softly.

you let out another breathy moan, and another as two digits pushed into you. your hand flew everything off the desk, and you lied back. wanda could deal with it later, you decided.

she was quick to make you cum, cleaning your thighs and kissing them both. she got rid of her pants, revealing a large red strap on. you looked at wanda with shaky arms and legs, smiling at her.

she didn't bother to take her button up off, only her pants and boxers, before shuffling towards you. "can i make you mine?" wanda asked, kissing your palms. you smiled up at her.

"yes," you said again, kissing her deeply. wanda smiled, lining her strap up with your cunt, before softly making her way into you.

the strap was the biggest you've taken, so you were grateful for wanda's soft nature. she looked at you, searching for any sign of discomfort. when she didn't find any, she started to go faster.

your hands found her back, gripping her shoulders and scratching down her back, "faster, wanda," you pleaded.

wanda nodded quickly, making sure to pick up the pace, "anything for you, doll," wanda kissed her thumb. she grabbed your boobs, kissing them both before kissing your lips. "you're so pretty like this," wanda said, kissing you again.

"thank you," you moaned. wanda's hand found your clit, rubbing softly until you came around her strap.

when you finished, she pulled out and washed you up with a washcloth. she then put you back into your shorts, and then her own hoodie.

"gonna get you back home and run you a bath, kay? dont gotta worry about anything ever again. I'll take care of you."

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff fluff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #marvel #wanda x you #wanda x reader #ceo!wanda #wanda maximoff fanfiction

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hockeyandhrsepwr · 1 year

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On the Seas

Charles Leclerc x Yachtie Reader

**I've been watching a lot of Below Deck which is how this came about - Enjoy:)**

Part 2

F1gossip

Is there a new WAG on the horizon? Ferrari driver Charles Leclerc was spotted chatting to a pretty woman on a boat ride, then later on a larger yacht, Monaco Grand Prix weekend. After a little bit of digging, we found that the woman was yntakestheseas. She appears to be based on the south of France/Monaco and the same age as Charles but we can’t quite figure out what she does. Her instagram is full of scenic, party & boat pics. Do we think trust fund baby? Gold Digger?

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Ferrrari4657 y’all are ridiculous. He was spotted with a woman, he must be dating someone. sure jan

F1fan19 You saw one blurry picture & found all of that? Thats such an invasion of privacy but I’m kind of impressed.

Fan58 do you not see the uniform? She clearly works on the boat, it’s not like they were making out of something.

Fan856 god forbid, a single man talking to a pretty woman 🙄

F1083 saying she may be a gold digger is so out of pocket. Maybe she’s just rich and honestly if she is, good for her.

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas It's the Grand Prix, I never miss the Grand Prix

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Bestfriend1 did Red Bull win?

yntakestheseas you can fuck right off

Bestfriend1 rude

Fans57 thats the same club the driver were in 👀

yntakestheseas along with half of Monaco babes, its not that deep

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas Yes, I Cannes, finally walk the carpet at the film fest!

📍Cannes film fest

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Bestie finally seeing what its like on the other side

yntakestheseas I don’t like it mom come pick me up

F175 Charles is there, coincidence?

yntakestheseas Pierre, Max and Lando are somewhere here too. That mean I’m fucking them? Hell, Tom Holland is here, maybe I’m

Bestfriend1 You mean to stop there?

yntakestheseas no, I just realized that that might not be the best example because I would fuck him so…

Fan0237 Oh shit 😂

Fan477 She definitely gives off socialite energy, but how have we never seen her before

F1946 she must be new money, seems a bit tacky

yntakestheseas babes the 24 euros in my bank accounts say I’m no money

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas people jumping to conclusions in my comments

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Fan466 What does this mean!!! bestie3 ooh girl

MaxVerstappen Why you gotta do me like that?

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas when the captains away, the crew will play

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BoatCapJoe you know I can see this right?

yntakestheseas Sir yes sir, its a joke. We are actually working very very hard right now folding your underwear into roses.

BoatCapJoe youre lucky I like you

Bestie babe…..

yntakestheseas I’m coming to live with you if I get fired

Bestie no youre fucking not, I've seen what C's apartment looks like when youre there

CharlesLeclerc do you ever actually work?

yntakestheseas No, my daddy pays for everything thanks for asking

CarlosSainz55 ew

yntakestheseas what? All I said was my dad pays

CarlosSainz55 You & I both know what you meant

yntakestheseas

yntakestheseas You can call me captain #8 years

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PierreGasly your mental age? Yeah we know

yntakestheseas I think you have me confused with lando

LandoNorris or himself

Bestie only took 8 years

yntakestheseas you know what, at least I did it

Charlesleclerc did what?

yntakestheseas bag someone rich enough to own the boat

CharlesLeclerc that all I’m good for?

Bestie you have a nice car!

yntakestheseas no, you have a decent dick too

PierreGasly 😲

yntakestheseas oh shut it mr 🐶

Charlesleclerc Decent isn't what you were saying yesterday

LandoNorris My EYES MY EYES Jesus guys 🤢

PierreGasly yeah I dont want to know that 🥴

Ferrrarifan3 Things I didnt expect to see today. This comment section

yntakestheseas you should see the group chat

Fan4646 THERES A GROUPCHAT?????

#jjs insta edits #charles leclerc x reader #f1 instagram au #charles leclerc #f1 imagine

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a66-1 · 1 month

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Whiskey. Neat, please.

Simon x Bartender!Afab!Reader

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 |

⚠️tw⚠️ cursing, weird guys. (warming up on this one ::)))

a/n: first time in a while writing something longer. (I, me, my, pronouns.) Bear with me please :) (d'ya get what the title hints at? No? okay.)

Fucking busy night. Christ, should've let Christy take this shift..

I wiped down the bar from whatever other nasty people have been putting their unwashed hands on it before more eventually ruin my efforts. It was barely 11pm and the bar was already fucking packed with men and women determined to forget the rest of their weekend in this dingey place. My boss made me take a shift for someone, and Christy politely offered to take it, and I stupidly declined.

I needed the money, for christs sake.

The speaker surrounding the top of the main drink bar in the middle of the bar started playing too sweet by hoizer, and I hummed softly in approval. I slung the towel over my shoulder, walking back behind the bar to start wiping down some glasses that have been way overdue.

My co-worker, Shelby, bumped my hip with hers. I glance over to her, a what the hell? look on my face. She giggled, and oogled her eyes over to a group of people presumably, but I didnt follow her gaze.

"I fuckin love that we get those.. Military men from time to time.. God, makes me take the night shifts just to feed my eyes," she gave another laugh, before going to pour a glass, noticing my uninterested response.

"Oh come on, girl, you're such a loner, you need to get yourself out there! Don't tell me that old dickwad is still trying to get in your pants again-"

I cut her off, scoffing, "Jesus, Shelby, shut up. I'm not interested in your weird taste in men." *I moved away from her, heading to another full sink. I slid the clean cups to the guys pouring drinks, huffing softly. Jesus, they need to actually staff this place..

I hear a seat slide back, and then shift forward. I tilted my head up, and I'm met with a weirdo, his chin resting on his palm, almost impatiently. I shift my stance taller, giving him a once over. I'm used to picking theses guys out from a crowed, incase he fucks with any girls here.

"Ya need a drink?" I offered, tapping the cup against the counter. He gave a slow, sideways smile under his mask.

"O' course. Made my mouth all dry with that bitter gaze you got on you." The guy snickered, before waving his hand once he noticed my unamused expression. "Kidding. Take a joke, darling."

I scoffed under my breath, and I learned my throat. "Whaddya want, sir?"

"I mean, honestly? You baby.. But drink wise... Maybe a whiskey, on the rocks." He gave me a weird smile. I poured the whiskey, and droped some ice in there, sliding it to him. He drank from it as I cleaned out more glasses, his eyes keen on me.

I tried to shift once more to another side of the bar, but the guy fuckin grabbed me. I pulled back, cursing at him..

And this big ass motherfucker comes out from God knows we're, and sits the guy down. He's got a Skull mask on, and clad with military gear.

"Sit." Was the only word that left his mouth. The guy huffed and pushed him off, cursing things at him. The skull masked guy turned to me, bowing his head slightly. I rolled my eyes hesitantly.

"Okay, Mr. Big ego who need to save poor women. I can handle myself-" The guy huffs to silence me.

"Was jus' helpin' lovie." He sat in the guys old seat, nodding his head towards me. "'M Ghost. Mind gettin' me a drink?"

I let my eyes examine this new guy, before nodding. "Uh.. I.. Yeah. I'll.. Grab you a.. Uh..?" I motioned for him to tell me. He smirked, and shrugged.

"Nothin' wild. I want y'to remember my order." He drummed his fingers for a moment before snapping, like he got some bright idea. "Whiskey. Neat, please."

(not proof read) thank you for reading! I'm working in the other parts, and this one might be longer maybe idk I'm tired.

-a661

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost x reader #simon ghost x you #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost call of duty #task force 141 #task force x reader

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rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me · 5 days

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d. di. dillo ml <3 could i maybe perhaps get hcs for the boys and a theatre kid! s/o? <3

A/N: I’m a stage manager so I feel qualified to answer these asks. I went down the high school theater train here because it felt the most applicable and I felt most confident writing it so…yeah. Hope you enjoy!

DARRY CURTIS

This man is an absolute saint and unofficially joined your set building crew once your show started because he works in construction kinda sorta and figured what better way to help your show than to help build everything you need

The rest of the cast and crew goes absolutely wild when he shows up the first time because let’s be real folks, Darry is absolutely stunning, incredibly strong, and an absolute gentlemen

He’s wonderful at helping you with lines too, if you need some assistance with memorizing or just someone to talk through them with, Dare is more than happy to help you out

Dare’ll give up his free time for that too, like in the evenings when he wants to do is crawl into bed and catch some rest before having to work again tomorrow, he’ll sit with you in the living room and recite lines until you feel confident

Come show time, he’s sitting in the front row with his brothers, grinning up at you when you’re on stage, clapping the loudest when it’s done <3

He brings you flowers too, a nice little bouquet that he gives to you after you’re done, congratulating you on such a good performance, he’ll tell you every show you do was even better than your last, no matter what happens

SODAPOP CURTIS

Sodapop absolutely loves that you’re an actor, he thinks it’s super duper cool and is literally so in awe of your talent no matter how talented you think you actually are-

He likes to joke, that if he were still in school, he’d be up on stage with you, acting right alongside you, playing every love interest you could ever have on that big stage

The theater director, I’m sure, would have loved to have Sodapop in the plays/musicals because just look at that man’s face and I will bet you actual money that Sodapop can sing too

On those rough days, the days where you can’t remember any of your lines, can’t hit any of your notes, miss every single one of your cues, Sodapop will be there to help you through it

Those days happen, I see them all the time, but Sodapop, with the gentlest voice you’ve ever heard and the sweetest smile on his face, will offer to help you with everything

Come showtime, Sodapop is sitting in that front row, right in the center of the stage, hearts in his eyes and flowers in his hands, eager for you to perform so he can see you doing your thing <3

PONYBOY CURTIS

Guess what buds, Ponyboy Curtis a stage crew kiddo because I said so and now it’s canon in this universe in which these headcanons exist-

He does lights or something, something where he’s around the cast enough to develop a huge crush on you but still separate enough so that he has to make an effort to see you

But once you start dating, Ponyboy finds himself being dragged into the cast circles and into your friend groups more often, being brought more into the acting group of people

One time, and I swear to you it happened one time, he was working one of the spotlights for a rehearsal and was so in awe of your acting talent that he just…forgot…to spot you during your big monologue…

When he notices that he missed his cue, he apologizes like a million times once he finds you again, and when you realize why he missed the cue, please give him a million more kisses because that’s really cute

After you guys finish your show, Ponyboy takes you out to the diner or something and have a little date with you and congratulate you on your job well done!

DALLAS WINSTON

After talking with my dearest friend, thanks a bunch @a-person-who-didnt-wanna-be-here, I finally figured out what I was gonna say about this boyo, I stared at his section for WAY too long

But anyway! If you’re dating Dallas and you’re doing high school theater, prepare yourself for him either asking a shit ton of questions about what you’re working on or absolutely not caring about anything at all

For sure, he’ll show up at your shows and give you a rinky-dink little bouquet of flowers and congratulate you on a job well done and have absolutely no clue about what show you just performed

Dallas will literally get up in the middle of the show and leave because he’s bored when you’re not on the stage and he’ll just hang out outside and smoke until he’s bored of being outside and wants to go back in

If you find yourself in the unfortunate situation where you have to kiss one of your fellow actors for a scene, you don’t have any good options regarding Dallas

Either you tell him before and have to deal with him complaining and threatening your fellow actor or you don’t tell him and run the risk of him finding out <3 good luck!

JOHNNY CADE

Supportive! Boyfriend! To! The! Max! Johnny is absolutely wonderful with a theater kid partner and I just know it all the way done to the marrow in my bones

He would help you run lines, hanging out at your house until the late hours of the night until you’ve got all your lines down and just help you remember them because he just likes you so much

Johnny doesn’t want to be in the plays/musicals and he doesn’t want to be involved with the stage crew either, but he hangs around rehearsals when he can because it beats going home and he likes being able to walk you back to your house when it gets late and stuff

The rest of the cast loves him though, he’s a sweetheart and a little cutie and ya know, he just, he never does anything wrong. He’s a little baby boy and I love him-

He comes to all your shows! You can always find him sitting in the audience cheering for you at curtain calls and waving when he catches your attention

Johnnykid tries to get the rest of the boys to come with him too, mostly Ponyboy, because he wants to show off how talented you are and all that good jazz!

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

Two-Bit is not in any of the shows. He’s never on a cast list, never in the crew, he doesn’t help with anything at all. But he’s always at rehearsals-

Why is he wasting his time at rehearsals you may ask? Why is he spending afternoons in that old theater, sitting in the uncomfortable seats and watching people practice a show he’s not even in? Oh, it’s because of you, of course!

He doesn’t do much, especially not when he’s got you sitting next to him, and a majority of his time is spent sitting with you and running his mouth about the other cast members and stuff

A large chunk of what he says are compliments on your acting and mumbled remarks into your ear about how you’re better than whoever is on stage or how the two of you could be off somewhere else, doing something else…

But everyone else thinks he’s kinda funny and he doesn’t cause too many problems when he’s around cause you keep him on enough of a leash that anything he does can be considered more funny than problematic

When opening weekend rolls around, he tells everyone he knows to come see you perform, hyping you up consistently and making sure when you come out for bows, you’ve got an audience full of people waiting there to cheer you on!

STEVE RANDLE

I feel like I boil Steve’s character down to a cheerleader boyfriend way too often but like- that’s just the way he is- I don’t know what else you want me to say-

But anyways, just imagine for a moment, sitting in the garage of the DX while Steve’s covered in grease, working underneath a car, while you sit pretty by the toolboxes and run lines with him

He offers to pick you up from rehearsals and drive you home for multiple reasons because a) he likes taking care of you, b) he likes hearing about your rehearsal, and c) he’d never miss an opportunity to drive you around

He drags Sodapop along to your shows because he feels weird going by himself but still really wants to show up out of the blue and surprise you by sitting in the audience with flowers

Triple bonus boyfriend points, he takes you out for dinner after your final show to congratulate you on a job well done and treat you to something while simultaneously showing you off!

While you’re rehearsing and stuff, he calls you his superstar because he’s goofy like that and will state how you’re the next rising star and compare you to all these famous actors/actresses and ask you not to forget about him once you make it to Broadway

TIM SHEPARD

Tim popped by your rehearsal one time because…I don’t even know why, probably cause you forgot your script at his house or something and everyone absolutely lost it cause Big Bad Tim Shepard is at a theater rehearsal

He doesn’t really talk to anyone but you, handing over that script and offering to pick you up after you’re done and take you out to dinner or something <3

Tim’s a pain in the ass to work on lines with, but he’ll help you out if you really need a hand with memorizing them-

I’m getting this visual of you sitting in the Shepard kitchen late at night, deep in thought at the kitchen table while Tim sits on the opposite side and reads from your script, feeding you lines when you need a little hint

He drops you off at the theater on opening day, way earlier than the actual showtime because call times are a thing and they absolutely suck, but he sends you off on your way with a good luck kiss

Tim doesn’t sit in the front row, doesn’t sit with your family, doesn’t bring anyone else along with him, but he’s there at your shows and always gives you a little wave when you bow, winking at you when he manages to catch your eye

CURLY SHEPARD

Imma just be real with you, there’s a really high chance that Curly might be thrown in reform during your show run, he’s a delinquent and ya know, he has a rough time staying out of the pen sometimes

In that case ^^ he sends Tim in his stead so that Tim can tell him all about how you did so that Curly can shower you with praise once he gets out

If he’s not in the pen! Yay! He comes to all of your shows and never buys a ticket, sneaking in every time because no one’s gonna stop him from seeing you perform during your big moments

He hangs out during rehearsals, causing a ruckus when he can and loping off with a smug smirk when he gets kicked out, after blowing you a kiss of course

Curly’s not gonna bring you flowers but it’s not because he doesn’t care it’s just cause he doesn’t have the money or the memory to get you flowers so he just gives you a bunch of kisses instead!

Random to finish, but don’t ever try and get Curly to run your lines with you because he’ll end up turning it into some sort of, remember-a-line-and-you-get-a-kiss game and then y’all will just end up making out instead of working on memorizing lines sooooo……yeah

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sugar-omi · 9 months

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Alright all your Cove and Baxter anguish has me FUCKED UP and I need some adorable Cove fluff to recover. How about a little about Cove and M/C as newlyweds coming home after the honeymoon?

at first i didnt know what to write but then i start thinking n.... pls i love this sm i hope it heals your broken heart <3333

tags : Fluff, cove loves you sm, sharing money (cove shares his money/bank acc w you), he's just in love w you theres nothing else to say

synopsis : how cove acts after your come back from your honeymoon

he's bringing you flowers everyday

at first he brings you a couple bouquets but you've run out of places for them so he just brings you one and add them to your collection.

none of them are the same either

so you have sunflowers, lilies, roses, tulips, peonies, orchids, and many many flowers all in one vase

is it a little ugly? probably. definitely. the colors and sizes n shapes all clash but it's the thought that counts

if you don't like flowers, are allergic, or you get tired of him bring so many...

he brings you food <3

I think one of cove's love languages is food

he brings home sweets like cheese cake or marbled cake

or fudge, or chocolates

or if you aren't into sweets like that, then he'll bring lunch/dinner instead

he's a decent cook, and even if you're bad at cooking he wants you to help him

lots of kissing n half burnt food (he takes whatever portion is burnt so you don't have to eat it)

and he tries to always bring u lunch

if he can't bring you lunch for whatever reason, he either packs one for you or sends you money for lunch

COVE: hi bby, have you eaten yet YOU: im ordering food rn COVE: i sent u 50 is that enough YOU: ?!*!&!(!? YOU: that's too much 😭😭 cove pls YOU: ill send the rest back COVE: keep ot COVE: it* COVE: my money is your money

he does this all the time now, in fact he'll even had you his card

which he's always done before your marriage, but now ge even gets you a card connected to his bank account too

he doesn't even care if you share your money w him too, he just wants to give you everything he has

like if you asked for his shirt in the middle of the store I think he'd ask why n then just give it to you

as if he was gonna say no in the first place 🙄💀💀

he just becomes so much more obsessed w you after you're married

always cuddling or touching u

if you're around your mom's they're always cracking jokes....

especially if you want kids they're all "we're gonna be grandparents soon at this rate lol" (even if u want to adopt or dont wanna birth/can't have kids bc you're amab or infertile or smth)

they just think they're so hilarious 🙄🙄🙄

does he blush bright enough there's steam coming off him? maybe

does he stop? nope!!!

loves you so much, he just needs to be close to you

HAS A PICTURE OF U IN HIS WALLET

omg....

prbly has 2 actually

one is of the two of you bc sometimes he can't believe you're married n he just needs to make sure life is real

n one is of just you in your wedding attire

will talk abt you to anyone who asks or makes a comment

this mf would prbly get a shirt that says "y/n's husband" on the front

even tho it's in small print on the front it's embarrassing.... like pls we get it you're in LOVE

he'd get you both jewelry w your wedding date on it

will hold you up at the door if you try to leave without kissing him

you've always gave him a peck before leaving but now it's WORSE

once he even stopped you in the driveway before you pulled off...

man's ran out of the fucking house in socks and unicorn print sweatpants

you roll down the window "what? what's wrong?!" cove, leaning thru the window and pouting. "kiss."

you look at him in shock n disbelief before you just laugh and kiss him

he taxes you two extra kisses for the trouble, he got his socks wet from running out here!!!

you have to push him off otherwise you're gonna be late to work bc you were too busy making out in your driveway

your single/divorced neighbors hate you

the teens idolize what yall have n their standards got so fucking high after yall moved in

n the old ppl laugh bc they've been there when they married and/or they find it amazing how obsessed cove is w you

if it wasn't such a bad omen or if you didn't disapprove, he'd get your wedding date or your initials tatted on his ankle.

maybe it seems extreme all of this bc I think cove just realizes how amazing you are sometimes n all his love overflows in this way <3333

no matter how old you get he's always gonna run out in the rain, snow, or sunshine n get a kiss if you forget

pfx by the time he's 80 he can't move as fast but he's hustling down the path before you can escape

if you do get away before he can get a kiss though, he is pouting when you come back

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #cove holden #cove holden x reader #cove x mc #cove x reader #our life cove #cove our life #cove holden fluff #cove holden x mc #cove holden x reader fluff #fluff

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ohtobeleah · 1 year

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Don’t fuck us up with ToE when you come back.

I’m back bitches. Here’s another update for Terms of Endearment for you. This one isn’t too angsty, but there’s so much more too come. Let dive a little deeper into Fe & Jakes friendship, while also exploring Bradley’s love. 🥺

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“Your mum hates me doesn't she?” The metal room. That's where you could be found most lunch breaks. You weren't one for small talk or interactions with kids you knew didn't like you. Using your hands to create things though? That brought you a small sense of peace from the everyday dysfunctions of your home life.

“Nah.” Jake replied with a mouthful of his sandwich, sitting on top of the bench across from where you stood working on your latest project. The sandwich he brought you from home sat unwrapped but untouched next to you. Too focused on what you were working on to eat. You'd always been good with your hands. “She's just worried I'm gonna knock you up or something.” It was a joke, but you knew that in the midst of it all, there was a slither of truth behind it. Jake's mum had started to grow a genuine distaste for you recently, although she'd been the closest thing to a mother you ever had. “Doesn't want any more Seresin mouths to feed.”

“I'm not my mum.” You answered with a scoff. Still focusing on using the angle grinder in your hands. Pushing the safety glasses up the bridge of your nose a little more when they slipped down. “Thirteen with my brother on her hip.” Jake had only met your mother a handful of times, so little in fact he could count the interactions he had with her on one hand.

“Thirteen huh?” Jake was quick to raise a brow as he heard the door click open behind him.

“Yep, twelve when she got pregnant.” You were determined to make a life for yourself, you didnt want to be the drug fucked mum with six kids who couldnt stand her who got daily beatdowns just for existing. You didnt wanna be like Frank either, a drug addict alcoholic. But it was hard to escape the slums when it's all you'd ever known. You'd heard some of the guys Jake played football with call you the Ghetto whore just the other day. “Not me though.” Jake had questioned you when they both showed up to practise a day later with broken noses.

Just as Jake was about to ask another question about your mum, he turned his head over his shoulder to see Mr. O’mullane standing there, just waiting for the right moment to interrupt.

“What the hell is that Y/l/n?” He asked with a ruff voice as the angle grinder slowed to a halt. Jake just sat back and watched the interaction unfold as he ate his lunch.

“This?” You smirked, knowing you could say just about anything and it would go straight over the top of Mr. O’mullanes head. “This is a helium-neon laser, I'm gonna perform lasik on near-sighted neighbourhood kids. Fifty bucks a pop.” Jake couldn't help but to laugh as he watched you size up with Mr. O’mullane. You weren't lying though, it was a helium-neon laser. “I’m just fucking with you sir, well–about charging fifty bucks a pop I was, I’m actually gonna–” Mr. O’mullane didn't let you finish before he was shaking his head with a sigh and holding the bridge of his nose. He didn't know why he had a soft stop for you–but he did. Unlike your two older brothers, you seemed to have your head screwed on enough that you wanted to do well in life. Fix the hand you were dealt. You just didnt know where the fuck to start.

“What are you doing this summer?”

“Probably pretty much what I did last summer.” You answered, the project you had been working on for most of the semester was almost finished. You'd put your name down for some stupid back alley robot war. Winner took home two grand in prize money. You were going to use the money to go towards the property tax bill that was coming up. “Drink too much beer, smoke a lot of weed–”

“Yeah, nah that ain't gonna work.” Mr. O’Mullane was the school's guidance councillor, it was his job to guide youth into adulthood and keep them on the straight and narrow. “You're gonna pad your resume for your college apps this summer.” He’d always had a particularly hard time doing his job when it came to your older brothers. “You're a poor kid from the slums and you got a 4.8.” Jake nearly choked on his sandwich as he raised his eyebrows and shot you a look of shock over Mr. O’s shoulder. You'd never actually told Jake what your GPA was, his eyes went wide when he heard Mr. O’mullane say it out loud. “That's great and all kid but you're gonna need a full ride.”

You couldn’t help but to laugh, the whole GPA thing was such bullshit. Letting grades, numbers on tests for idiotic facts define what you could and couldn’t do was such a prehistoric ideology.

“What's so goddamn funny?” Mr. O hissed as he watched you go back to messing around with a few loose wires that needed tidying up.

“Nothing sir.” You mumbled, keeping your head low as you focused on the work in front of you. Jake had always enjoyed watching you work with your hands, a world away. “It's just–um, why does everyone think I'm going to college?”

“Dummy–!” Mr O’Mullane was quick to swat the top of your head with the papers he was holding, shaking you to look up and focus on what he was saying. “Your going to fucking college kid—and you’re gonna graduate, and then you’re gonna get your masters and your doctorate and then you’re gonna make a boatload of money.” You didn’t answer, you simply stood there wondering why this guy cared so much about you and your future—no one had ever given a shit about you. Well, except Jake Seresin. “So spend the summer padding your resume, or so help me christ kid I will shove my foot so far up your goddamn ass you'll be licking my shoe clean, understood?” Mr O was a balled, ageing man. He had no time to dick around with adolescents he knew were lost causes.

He was nearing the end of his rope with you when he was informed you’d recently been arrested and charged with assault of a police officer. He knew you’d brothers had been involved—somehow you always got involved. At least the charge was juvenile and could be expunged from your adult record if you kept your nose clean.

“Uh–doing what exactly?” You asked. Jake was still looking at you like he didn’t even know you, how the fuck did you have such a high GPA when you never attended classes let alone studied? He studied he fucking ass off day in day out just to retain an ounce of information.

“I dont give a shit?” Mr. O’Mullane sighed, turning on his heels as he made his way back to the door. “Teach brain-damaged kids how to make plastic explosives or show the blind how to blow glass–” He wasn’t in the mood for your antics. “Just do something, Y/n—for crying out loud.”

It was silent for a moment as he waited by the door with his hand clasped around the handle for you to respond.

“You know, I already have my sights set on a few hundred hours of community service.” The corner of Mr. O’mullanes lips turned upright into his cheek for a second. He’d cracked you. So he thought.

“Okay–that's a start, just get it done.” He smiled, leaving the metal room as you mumbled under your breath and went back to working on the robot in front of you.

“Courtesy of Cook County juvenile court system.” Jake was still caught up on the whole GPA thing, jumping off the bench he’d been perched on for the better half of lunch to question you further.

“You got a 4.8?” Jake was seething. “My GPA is like a 4.1, How smart are you?”

“Clearly smarter than you, Seresin.”

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Spacious, Clean, Perfect. Three words you’d use to describe the empty house you and Bradley stood in. You haven't spoken much since Jaidyn had interrupted you in the car park, dropping the bombshell that he would be your new neighbour if you were to sign on the dotted line and accept the staff accommodation the Navy was willing to put you and your daughter in.

Rooster had never seen you shift so quickly, going from the bright and bubbly person he knew you could be to completely introverted. Not speaking a single word to anyone that was anything but necessary. You barely spoke to Julia at the admin desk when you went to collect the keys and paperwork for the house you had been put down for, Rooster did most of the talking. It had been the same at daycare pickup with Dot, you hasn’t even gotten out of the car as you sat in the passenger side seat chewing on your cuticles–looking all kinds of distressed and panicked.

“It sure is big.” Rooster cooed as he looked around, spinning the set of keys around on the index finger that was free. “Whatever you wanna do Fe, I'm with you on it.” Dot was in her favourite place these days, Bradley Bradshaw's hip. Oh so tired after a big day at daycare. She’d become increasingly clingy over the last few days, always wanting Tooster first. Before anyone—even you sometimes. “Whatcha reckon Dot? You reckon you and mum should post up here? Bet we could paint your room any colour you wanted?” Bradley is quick to smile against your little girl's cheek, kissing her soft rosie coloured cheeks until she was letting out a soft giggle. Curling into his neck to escape his kisses.

“Dop it Tooster—“ Dot mumbled against his shoulder as she turned her head, looking for you as you stood still in the middle of the foyer. Paperwork in your hand, all yours to sign if you wanted it.

“Y/n?” Bradley turned his attention back to you, noticing the way your eyes threatened to water. He swore for a split second he saw your bottom lip quiver. “You okay there baby?”

You didn't answer, you simply kept your lips pressed tight in a line as you tried to keep a level head about things. It was such a beautiful home, just perfect for you and Dot. The kitchen was open plan with a big island bench. The living room was comforting and warm from the new carpet that had just been redone. The master bedroom was spacious and even had a walk-in wardrobe with a pretty little onsite that had a shower just to die for. Dual shower heads all.

“I uh–” You choked out as you felt your knees give in, deciding that the floor looked comfortable enough to take the burden of your breakdown. Cupping your hands over your face to hide your tears, just crouching down in the middle of the empty home that should have been, could have been all yours. “Fuck this.” The paperwork crumbled in your hand stood no chance against the tears that fell. “I was so close Rooster, so fucking close I could taste a better life and then that fucker shows up again and–” Its hard to speak when all you want to do, all you can do is cry. “Fuck him.”

There's a part of Bradley who wants to take a jab at you about swearing so absentmindedly around your two year old. But he doesn’t, he knows now isnt the right time to fuck around.

“It doesn't have to not be yours.” Bradley came to sit beside you, moving Dot into his lap before she decided now would be a good time to go on an adventure, padding across the hardwood flooring, talking to herself as she explored. “Still can be, we’ll just put up some extra cameras to make sure he won't try anything.”

“Yeah, because CCTV is gonna stop him from bludgeoning me in my sleep, Rooster.” You snapped, clearly on alert and frustrated that this was happening. “If I move in here, I'm as good as dead, only a matter of time.” A thought popped into Bradleys mind that he hadn’t registered in the realm of possibility. He opened his mouth to speak but quietly closed it—he didn’t want to add to the existential crisis you were in the middle of. Decided in the moment he’d ask Jake his opinion before asking you in a blur of emotional turmoil and distress.

“Okay, alright.” Bradley cooed as you pulled you into his side, letting you cry your heart out in the middle of the empty house. “Why don't we just go back to Jakes and talk and figure out our next move yeah?”

“Oh, oh god Jake is gonna lose his mind.” You laughed, sobs quickly turning from deep and guttural cry’s to laughter that was uncontrollable and damn near maniacal. “He was more excited about this than I was.”

“He’ll understand sweetheart.” The ease that the term of endearment fell from Roosters lips made you swoon for a brief moment. Leaning into Bradley as you tried to calm down. Dot coming back to you as you opened your arms for her to drop into, snuggling into your chest as you leaned into Bradley. Your little family—lovingly and gentle, sitting in what could have been, what should have been your new home.

“Hopefully, because it looks like he’s gonna have a house mate on a more permanent basis.”

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Jake knew if he didn’t do something to help push you in the right direction, that you could end up falling into the same cycle of drugs and alcohol as your parents and your older brothers. He knew deep down you wanted to make a better life for yourself, wanted to escape what you’d only ever known. Your family struggled below the poverty line on a good day. You deserved so much fucking better than what this world had given you. And he loved you far too much to see you waste whatever potential you had.

Knocking his knuckles against the guidance counsellor's door, Jake was greeted with a mumble.

“Come in.” Mr. O’Mullane wiped his mouth with the few napkins he had sitting on his desk as Jake walked in. “Oh. I’m pleasantly surprised to see you at the counsellors office, Jacob—please.” Mr. O gestured at the empty chair across from his desk as Jake slung his bag into the ground at his feet. “Sit down.”

“I uh, I came to talk to you about Y/n—“ He wanted to cut right to the point, there was no need for small talk, Jake knew Mr. O saw him sitting there with you in the metal room. He knew you two were close. Best friends. “She needs help.”

“I’m not at liberty to discuss another student.” Mr. O sighed as he leaned back in his chair. “But I’d be more than happy to help you with your future options, kid.” Jake wasn’t going to sit and talk about anything other than you, you were the reason he was here. He wanted to help you. Whatever way he could. His mother kept telling him you were dragging him under, but what she didn’t see was that you were just clinging onto Jake to stop you from drowning. Your lifeline, your best fucking friend since kindergarten.

“She thinks her only options in life are getting pregnant or arrested sir.” Mr. O had seen a lot of kids come and go from his office, all searching for guidance to some extent or another, but he’d never had a kid sit across from him and want to help another student like Jake Seresin wanted to help you.

“Okay, well.” Mr. O just sighed, levelling with the teen who sat before him. “She’s got a good chance, she’s smart—just needs a solid kick up the ass to point that out to her.”

“And what are you doing about it?” Jake shrugged, leaning forward to push his index finger into the wood of Mr. O’s desk.

“Encouraging her to go to college—but she doesn’t seem to be too involved now does she.”

“You’re the guidance counsellor! Guide her!” Jake raised his voice, he was sick of people only giving you half an inch of effort. “You know she’s smart, so you should be guiding her.”

“There’s only so much I can do kid, you know that.” Mr. O’Mullane just sighed, reaching out for another bite of his lunch.

“Alright.” Jake was growing tired of the run around he was getting. “Well, what should she be doing then?”

“Eh.” Through a mouth full of tuna sandwich, Mr. I explained what you needed to be focusing on to Jake, he should have been telling you. “She should be keeping her grades up, getting teacher recommendations, finding herself a legitimate job, filling out her college applications.” Jake knew he could help with all that, he could even help you get a job down at the corner store with him on the weekends and after school. “Think you can help with any of that?”

“Maybe.” He mumbled, looking down at his shoes because all he ever wanted to do was help.

“Well all right then, if you stop by again at the end of the day I’ll pull some college brochures you can take with you.” Mr. O just smiled, he saw a little hope for you shining back at him through the eyes of Jake Seresin, a soul that would never leave you behind. “Maybe you’ll have a better chance at getting through to her than I did.”

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“Oh I totally forgot!” You groaned out as Rooster pulled into the drive of Jake's home, blocking in the black Nissan Micra parked in the drive. “I look like a crackhead Rooster—“

“What’s Bob doing here?” Bradley questions as you unclip and hope out the car, racing around to grab Dot from her new car seat.

“We organised to go for a run this afternoon after we were done checking out the house.” You explained as you let out a little huff when you popped Dot down on the ground, watching as she made her way over to the front door. “I look like a mess—“

“You’re still as beautiful as ever.” Bradley wrapped his arm around your shoulders, reaching in to grab Dots purple backpack. “I’m kinda offended you didn’t ask me to go for a run mama?”

“Oh I don’t think you could run in a straight line with that black eye Bradshaw.” It was the first time this afternoon that Bradley saw you smile, he revelled in it as you walked towards the front door together. He couldn’t help but to press a loving kiss to your temple, his flight suit tied around his waist. “Bradley?” You stopped in your tracks just outside the front door.

“Yeah darlin?”

“I really do love you—so much.” It made Rooster's heart burst out of his chest, sending it clear out of this world. “Thank you for just being you, I guess.” Cupping your cheeks, Rooster leaned in with a smirk painted kiss that had you melting into him. Despite everything going on you knew, for once, you were truly loved.

“I’ve never loved anyone more than I love you.” Bradley knew his mother was watching over him, he knew his father was guiding him in the right direction. They’d brought you and Odette to him. The loved of his life.

“Hey!” Jake called out from the kitchen. “You two need to fucking see the shorts this man turned up here in.” Jake had been ripping into Bob for the better half of half an hour. “Never seen a pair of thighs as white as Floyd’s.”

Wooden floors, walls and window sills. Jake's house had always been warm and inviting to you. He had tables and chairs worn by all of the dust, before you showed up it had just been him. Now there was always someone over, something happening.

This was the place where you didn’t feel alone, this was the place where you felt at home. You didn’t need a new house, with new carpet and clean windows. You just needed your family.

“They’re running shots!” Bob gruffed back as he turned to face you and Bradley. “Next time can we meet at—“ There was a silence that fell when Bob and Jake noticed the look on your face. Something was wrong, your eyes were all puffy like you’d been balling. “What’s wrong?”

“Fe? Everything alright?” Jake paused what he was doing, slicing up mini cucumbers for Dot's afternoon snack. “Rooster?”

“Bob, do you mind if we do this another day?” You cooed, barely audible as you faught of yet another bout of tears. “I think I’m just gonna get Dot in the bath and head to bed.” Jake knew something was seriously wrong by the look in your eyes. He turned his attention to Rooster for a second, eyeing off the man who still had his arm flung over your shoulder to make sure it wasn't him or something he had done.

“Uh, yeah—no sure, no problem.” Bob replied before you were scooping up Dot, without another word you were turning to kiss Rooster, his lips soft and apologetic against yours before you were heading upstairs. “She okay, Rooster? It looks like she's been crying?”

“Was the house not livable or something?” Jake asked as he took a bite of one of the mini cucumbers he'd been cutting up. Bradley just rubbed his hand through his hair, pushing it back and away from his forehead. Sauntering over to the kitchen, making a Beeline for the fridge, grabbing a beer for him and a beer for Jake, not even bothering to ask Bob if he wanted one. It was always no.

“Or something–” He ticked his chin to the side as he popped the cap off the top of the beer, taking a sip. “Turns out Jaidyn is her neighbour.” Jake thought he’d entered some fucked up episode of the twilight zone, there was no way.

“Surely not–”

“Sure as shit he is.” Rooster scoffed as he took another sip, leaning back against the kitchen island. “She cant move in there, she’s too scared he’ll fuck with her, with Odette.”

“She's not gonna get another house Bradshaw, not one works gonna up her up in.” Jake groaned, of fucking course this would happen. “God she's been waiting for a house since she started work and he gets put in one before her?” Jake was pissed, he was pissed for you and he was pissed at Jaidyn for being a thorn in your side. “She can stay here but her and Odette are gonna outgrow that room soon.”

“Why don't you ask her to move in with you, Rooster?” Bob pipped in, pushing his lips together to keep the frog in his mouth. It wasn't his place to have an opinion on this. Jake shook his head when he let out a scoff at the ridiculousness of Bob's suggestion, But Rooster? He stayed silent, the answer was written clear as day across his moustache having smug face. He was going to. That was his plan, he just wanted to talk to Jake about it first.

“You aren't serious bro–” Jake was just about ready to wipe his hands clean of this whole thing. “You know if you do that then that's it, if you do this and things go south for you and Fe i'll choose her side over yours any day of the week.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to do anything less.” Bradley smirked as he took the beer to his lips. “But remember, you were the one who wanted her out of your house in the first place? Isn’t that why you set us up to begin with?”

“I was messing around!” Jake groaned out in defeat as Bob just watched Jake and Bradley interact. If you had told him he’d be standing in Jake Seresins kitchen watching him and Rooster bicker like brothers in arms he would have told you that you were crazy. “My god, I’ve aged like five years since you two fucking got together—I swear!”

“Hangman, you aren’t her dad.” Bob once again put his foot into a conversation he thought he was intruding on.

“No, I’m not Bob—“ Jake hissed as he turned to Bob. “But I’m the closest thing she’s got because her dads a genuine grade A alcoholic addict who spews in the cutlery drawers after nights out.” Jake would never forget the one time he stayed the night at your place after a big Saturday night party, his mother scolded him for it but Jake was more than happy to never want to stay at your house again. “So my apologies if I’m apprehensive about her shaking up with Bradshaw here after dating for five minutes!”

“You know I’m gonna ask her to marry me one day too.” Bradley snickered to himself, knowing the ambition would send Jake over the edge. “How does that make you feel, big guy?”

Jakes felt his heart skip a beat inside his chest when he registered what Bradley Bradshaw had just said. Jake knew if anyone roaming this earth was good enough for you it was the moustache having pain in the ass Naval Aviator who’d been family deprived for far too long. But Jake wasn’t about to give Bradley an ego boost he knew he didn’t need. So he scoffed and rolled his eyes instead.

“Like I need a fucking pepto bismol.”

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“Okay, play with your dollie sweetheart, mum needs to wash your hair.” Two birds with one stone. That's what had gone through your mind when you decided you would jump in the bath with Odette. Bubbles galore and saving on water usage.

“Otay mumma.” Dot was more than happy to sit in the bath amongst the ample amount of bubbles and play with her bath toys while you took a cup of water to her hair and held her forehead to stop the water running into her eyes. She was a good kid, a far better kid than you ever were.

A gentle knock echoed through the bathroom as you worked to wash your daughter's hair.

“Yeah?” You answered to the knocks that sounded like two knuckles brushing against the panelling.

“It's me–just checking to see if you’re alright?” Rooster let his forehead rest against the door as he contemplated if he should open it or not, an iced coffee in hand knowing you would usually be making one right about this time before settling down to get your next day schedule done. “Mind if I come in?” There was a pause between when Bradley asked and when you decided to answer that he thought just maybe he should leave you to be for a while. But then you answered and it made the corner of his lips into a smirk.

“Enter at your on risk Bradshaw–” He did so cautiously, peering his head in before stepping through the threshold, making sure to shut and lock the door behind him.

“Woah, where's Odette in all these bubbles huh?” It made you smile how Bradley always interacted with your daughter first and foremost whenever he entered a room, she was an extension of you and deserved all the love she got. “I thought you said you were giving Dot a bath?” Rooster cooed as he leaned over to kiss the top of your head before he sat down on the tiles beside the bath.

“I'm here Tooster, I’m here!” Dot wiggled around, making you drop the cup you had in your hand as she wiggled herself around in between your legs to climb into your lap, splashing bubbles up every which way as she did so. “I'm here!”

“Oh there you are.” Rooster rolled his eyes playfully as he scooped up a handful of suddy bubbles and placed it on top of her head. “I couldn't see you amongst all these bubbles, sorry Dotty.” You couldn't help but to laugh at the interaction, Rooster was just a natural with her. As soon as Dot was satisfied that she hadnt been looked over, she was quick to fall back between your legs, back to you, and suddenly all she cared about in the world was making sure her dolls loved each other. “Hey there Mama–” Rooster cooed, finally turning all his attention on you.

“Bradley, to what do I owe this bathroom drop in?” Rooster was trying to not let his eyes wander down too far, your tits on full display above your water, covered in bubbles. He was only human after all and fuck did he find incredibly attractive. “Eyes up here.” You smirked wildly, knowing the effect you had on Rooster.

“I brought you coffee.” Rooster stared at your nipples for a few more seconds before he shook the nasty thoughts from his mind, holding up the glass full of vanilla iced coffee for you to take a sip from. “And I wanted to ask you something.” Rooster could feel his heart racing inside his chest as he leaned over the side of the bath, going over the logistics of water displacement in his head because jumping in the tube right now seemed like a good idea. There was room, he was sure of it.

“Yeah? And what would that be?” You asked softly as you went back to washing Dots hair, working a small amount of toddler sensitive shampoo into her dark locks. Fuck it, Rooster was lifting his shirt up over his head before he knew what he was really doing. Untying the flight suit that was still wrapped around his waist. “What are you doing?”

“Shove up, I'm hopping in.” He smiled, standing to strip off the Normex suit from his legs, boxer briefs and all shimming down his thighs, suddenly you were at eye level with Bradley junior and you weren't made about it at all. “Shove–”

“I was actually enjoying this before you came in here.” You were only teasing, But as you did Rooster was climbing in behind you, watching as the water rose and damn near spilled over the edge. It didn't though, it only just lapped at the lip of the bathtub. “Jesus Rooster, it's up to her bloody neck now!”

“She’ll be right.” It was the way Bradley pulled you closer to him by the small of your waist that had your cheeks heating up. The soft kisses he left against your shoulder when your back hit his chest. “Now listen, you can say no, this is just me throwing out the option okay?”

“I don't know if I like it when you think Bradshaw, but sure, what's rattling around in that brain of yours.” You had to laugh when Bradleys grip around your waist tightened a little, hugging you from behind as you worked to rinse Dots shampoo laced hair.

“There's a house a few streets over that has three bedroom, two bathrooms.” Bradley started, kissing up the expanse of your shoulder, before moving slowly up your neck. “It's got a courtyard out the back that needs a little tender loving care but it wouldn't be too hard to fix up.”

“It's a private rental though isn't it?” You mumbled, you didn't think you had the energy to talk about your housing crisis right now.

“Nope, its government owned and currently occupied by government property.” Bradley smiled against your supply skin. “It's mine, and I want you and Odette to move in with me instead of next door to that dickhead ex of yours.” You froze, Bradley felt you stiffen in his arms. He didn't dare move an inch until you did, watching as you reached out for the conditioner after a few moments.

“Why would you want us to move in with you?” It wasnt that you didn't trust Bradley Bradshaw, it's just you felt yourself falling for him harder than you'd ever fallen for someone before, which with your current track record, made it hard to trust, to open up. “Single mum with a two year old on her hip? Just take it from Jake, we don't exactly make good company when you wanna bring some girl home from the bar.”

“Listen here mama–” Bradley waited until you had finished running the conditioner through Dot's dark curls before he was using his index finger to tilt your head to the side, kissing your cheek as he did so with love and admiration. “You are the only woman I'll ever take home again.”

“Rooster–” You tried to debate it, but Bradley was placing his lips on your just to shut you up.

“If I had a ring.” That was a lie, Bradley had his mothers engagement ring tucked away in his bedside table. He’d had it since she passed. From the first time he saw you he knew you were gonna be his future wife. Jake had smacked him upside the head when he asked who the pretty one was playing darts. Told him to say at least fifty metres away from you at all times, now look at him? He's tucked away in the bath with you between his legs. In Jake's house, asking you to move in with him. “I'd ask you to marry me right now, but the timing just doesn't seem right, so level with me real quick, you and Dot moving in with me doesn't seem like the worst possible scenario out of the options you've got if we lay them out on the table does it.” Bradley started to kiss up and down your neck again when you turned back to wash the conditioner out of Dot’s hair. “You don't have to say yes baby, and you don't have to give me a response now, but the offer is there and it's genuine and I'd really love to wake up with you every morning.”

“Ill uh–I'll think about it, okay?”

“That's good enough for me mama.” Rooster cooed, settling into the warmth of the bath a little more as he pulled you down against his chest, Dot playing at his feet. “That's good enough for me.”

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“It's a busy time of year, end of semester.” Mr O’mullane smirked wildly as you and Jake followed him down the hall into his office. “I have to let a litany of underachievers know they'd best be advised to cut their losses and learn a trade.” He gruffed, stepping into his office as he held the door open for the pair of you. “Something that utilises their backs instead of their brains.” But it wasn't long before he was reaching into the top drawer of his desk, looking at the piece of paper he held in his hand. “It's moments like this though, that makes the job worth it.” He scoffed. Walking around from his desk to meet you and Jake as you both stood still, side by side.

“Crap pay, miserable working conditions, but the chance to change–” He paused, handing you the graduation certificate as he smiled. “One special kid's life. Congratulations.”

“Uh–” You smiled for a brief second, looking down at your name plastered across the paper that meant fuck all to you because you never thought youd actually get it. “Guess this is where I'm supposed to, uh, thank you for never giving up on me, heh.”

“I wouldn't thank me kid, i'd be thanking your friend here, he's the one who never gave up on you.'' Jake knew you had no intention of going to graduation, you didn't really have any reason to if there wouldn't be a single person there to cheer you on. So he came with you to the guidance counsellor's office just to see the moment you got your certificate. “But just so you know, teachers are taking bets on what comes next for you–College, 10-to-1. Or Prison 4-to-1.”

“I was kinda thinking about an engineering course–” You replied softly, smiling across at Jake who was already smiling back at you. You'd done the work, but he'd been the one to help you do it.

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fairykazu · 4 months

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art museum ft. albedo, ganyu & keqing ⊹ ࣪ ˖

cws: established relationship: ganyu, mutual pining: albedo, one sided pining: keqing, fluff, slight jealousy, dates, reader is implied to be feminine; reader can be taken as gn!

notes: i wanted to write for kazuha but i couldn't think of ideas for him :'(

mlist | based on headcanons

ALBEDO

he wanted to take you somewhere you can see his feelings for you

since you both share the love for the arts, he decided to show you his exhibit of his recent or oldest works

he didnt expect you to share the same feelings as him

it was your first time being at an art museum or at least being accompanied with someone. well, actually, it wasn’t really an art museum when really, its more like an art exhibit. albedo’s art exhibit.

even though, he is the host, he was walking around with you linked to his arm. “albedo? what’s this piece about?”

you pointed to a painting that were more abstract than the others. albedo’s fair complexion reddens a little, “it’s about me experiencing love for the first time.”

“really?” you said, tilting your head. he looked at the expression on your face, your face twisted into jealousy.no matter how you tried, albedo can read you just as easily as a book. “i envy that girl you loved to make that.” you tried to laugh it off but in your eyes, you didn’t find the joke to be funny.

albedo chuckled, which his laugh snapped your attention to him, peeling your eyes off of the piece. “what?”

“this piece was influenced by my love for you.”

“wait what?”

albedo watched how you experienced the stages of grief within ten minutes.

“OH.”

he laughed again as you tangled your fingers in his flax hair. “do you get it?”

“yesyes!”

GANYU

you two had been waiting for ganyu to have a day off to plan another date

usually your planned dates dont go so well so you try to make a spontaneous one and pray it works

surprisingly it does

as you two were already on a date, however when you saw an art museum, you knew you had to take your girlfriend there. today was unfortunately the only day ganyu had time off from work but you were ready to switch gears and make this date the best of all.

“yu! lets go here.” you said, pointing to an art museum. ganyu tilted her head, squinting at the sign.

“the… enchanted canvas?” she fiddled with the ends of her dress.

you confirmed, “yes!” glancing at her face, you reassured her, “i know what youre thinking but dont worry about the costs! i got you,”

you showed her your wallet, packed jammed with money. too much money but she cant stop you from buying for her or not allowing her to pay.

“okay!” the both of you entered, seeing the rows of pieces around the walls. the glass cases of different arts from all over the world.

due to the different aesthetics you both have, naturally, you both separated. you came across a painting that was blue, actually, different variations of blue. the artist used golden accents to highlight the plant they chose to use in the painting. hydrangeas. these colors and especially the flower reminds you of ganyu.

“yuyu!” you said, hoping she caught your voice. behind you, you heard familiar clacks of heels. “hm?”

“this painting reminds me of you.” you pointed to the large canvas framed in gold. ganyu chuckled, “thank you, sweetheart. ive seen one that reminds me of you too.”

“yu, do you think i can buy this for you?”

“name, with both of our savings combined, i dont think we can buy this.” she joked, but really was trying to convince you not to buy the painting.

“hmm.”

“do you want to see the painting or…”

you changed your mind, or seemed to. “yes, lets go see it!”

KEQING

keqing had been admiring you for far too long and realized that the feelings she thought was platonic were actually romantic

on todays hang out you both have topics to share

“keqing, where do you wanna go for today’s daily debrief?” you asked. the both of you met up at a local cafe and usually on every friday, you both talk about whats happening in your life. but keqing noticed that you have been flaking every other friday making her concerned for you, which is why she called a debrief on a thursday instead. “let’s go to the art museum. the one reel you sent on instagram.”

“oooh! ive been wanting to go to the glided gallery.” you replied in excitement. keqing nodded as she pulled out her phone,

“its a 5 minute walk from here. lets go.”

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you and the purple haired girl walked into the museum. seeing how every other person was dressed, you felt embarrassed because of how underdressed you felt.

“‘qing dont i look like underdressed?” you asked, feeling the regret seeped into your bones. keqing seemed like she brushed it aside but really, she was thinking really hard on what to say to you. “no. you look gorgeous.”

“oh! thank you. so what did you want to talk about keqing?”

keqing winced, she had forgotten the reason why she invited you in the first place. other than asking you why you flaked out, she likes you. as in, likes-likes you.

“i was going to ask why did you flake out on the last meeting, n/n.”

“oh!” you said, flustered a little. “thats because ive been talking to this guy-”

a guy? again? hasnt enough guys broke your heart

“and hes really sweet. i think you know him actually! xiao?”

oh. nevermind, this guy would never break your heart.

“ohh, hes loyal.”

“isnt he?!”

“um, lets go pver here.”

unluckily, keqing thought. this section shows the romantic side of artists. “oh okay, wait, keqing, was there more you wanted to tell me? i can tell on your face.”

keqing’s heart and brain fought between confessing to you and not telling you. its a cycle she goes through, laying on her bed to everyday thought. she was going to confess but after hearing you have another boyfriend. she decided against it, bringing this secret to the death bed.

“oh. no, i just wanted to show you how this painting is really cute.”

“youre right, it is.” you were mesmerized by the painting hung on the wall, you couldnt see that keqing was just as enchanted just by looking at you.

#genshin impact x you #astronetwrk #albedo x y/n #albedo kreideprinz #albedo x you #albedo genshin impact #ganyu x reader #ganyu #genshin ganyu #keqing x reader #keqing #kazuha x you #kaedahara kazuha #female reader #gender neutral reader #genshin x you

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puer-aurea · 5 months

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been thinking abt a fully fleshed out mercenary au since i posted that oneshot for sixth day of christmas so.... heres a drabble

jimmy and martyn are, ofc, human mercenaries who call themselves the big dogs so they can seem scarier than they really are. theyre mostly homeless theres a rumour abt a witch who lives in the woods and everyone thinks its lizzie but when they show up shes like "oh no thats scar!" and points to her very eccentric and flamboyant neighbor who lives across the river. scar looks NOTHING like a witch but when you go in, you come back out with exactly the potion you wanted, several others you didnt actually need, significanctly less money than what you went in with, and absolutely no memory of actually being inside and making the purchase. hes incredibly suspicious but godDAMN do his potions and crystals work well skizz owns a building plaza named the heart foundation where he rents out sections to people for their stores (yk like those buildings that are connected stores?? i really hope this makes sense). tango is his assistant as well as bigb but bigb is super weird and disappears a lot. tango was the one to suggest the coffee shop idea that martyn overheard. skizz is an angel and tango is an imp lizzie and scar own one of the spaces where they sell very normal things like farm produce and things that would usually be hard for the other members of the community to get like amethyst and food enchanted with elven magic. as well as very specific bones lizzie has found (no, she will NOT tell you where she got them, yes they are organic, she declines to answer if they are ethically sourced). scar is an elf which is why he's able to sell elven enchanted food. the roomies own one of the store spaces and mostly sell wool products but theyve started farming cotton in hopes of expanding their market. they live together on a farm with a fence covered in vines surrounding it so the animals can wander about sometimes. since they sell wool products, they have a lot of sheep, so when they need the sheep back in their pen they hire mercenaries to do it for them. cleo is the only zombie in the community and, while grian was mentioned as an avian in the oneshot, hes actually going to be a fae. everyone thinks etho is a human but he barely leaves home so cleo and grian are the only ones who know for sure whether or not he is gem is the girl who just moved in with the dream of starting a band. she ends up with an imp and an angel both named scott and they call themselves gem and the scotts. they rent one of skizz's spaces for a studio and gem lives in the apartment above it. impulse, scott the imp, lives in a cave, and scott the angel lives in a cottage on the edge of the woods (so not as far in as lizzie and scar) the mounders live in 4 big old creepy houses that look completely different on the inside than they do outside. its also a 'gated' community but they dont care enough to enforce it. mumbo and pearl are both vampires, bdubs is a fae, and joel is an elf. ren is also around to add more people to their little community even tho this uses the alliances made in secret life. he lives in a smaller house a little ways away from scott's cottage. he seems human enough but theres a rumor that he's a werewolf. no one really knows what bigb and lizzie are, scott even introduces them to gem as the 'suspicious weirdos' and cleo and grian joke that not even they know what they are.

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solluve · 2 years

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Domsetic Luxiem Headcanons!! ahshuaduw

not proofread!!! mentions of spiders, squishing spider, ew spider ────────────────────────

vox

CANT DO SHIT TBH like "oh he's a housewife" he's not. Like sure, hell clean and cook BUT HE ONLY DOES IT WHEN YOU TELL HIM TO he messes with u to Like

"oh can u clean the bedroom?"

"wdym.. my demonic aura cleansed everything already."

WE DIDNT MEAN SPIRITUALLY GO CLEAN IT When you force him to, he actually does a good job!! Like clothes are folded, floors are swept and there's a huge ass pile of clothes in ur closet!! MF GTE UR ASS OVER HERE HES HOT BUT HES NOT GETTING AWAY he also likes to meditate but like.. isolated. If you disturb him he's gonna make YOU sleep on the couch half joke he might tho He takes pride into his meditation, you would want peace and quiet too yk?! but if u guys have a pet, he'll let that mf disturb him any dayy why does a dog get special privileges UR THE ONE WHO PAYS 50% OF RENT he prob has those doobermans he probably also bribed the apartment facility to let him in I'm like 100% sure that dog is here illegally but he loves the dog and you do too! partly. he can't dance for the life of him however it's it's embarrassing HE COULD DO TRADITIONAL DANCING !! but don't hit him up with some 21st century shit he'll look like he's got it and then fall mid way. gotta get his old as the the hospital HIS BONES CRACKED.

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shu

ehe hes everything we wanted yall !! I'm joking. This mf DOESNT KNOW SLEEP like you'll be going to get a drink at 3am and then straight up see some demonic looking figure in the hall its just him trying to fix some shit HE BREAKS THINGS JUST SO HE CAN FIX THEM

"how did the...light break?"

"ion know but what I do know is that I can fix it!"

CATCH HIM ON THE SERCUIRTY CAMERAS hes useful tho in thay aspect!! your landlord ain't getting any money from damages. Dishwasher broke? Hes on it !! The TV isn't working as well? hes on it !! this is an ad for shu yamino services go support him He also does wack as shit at 3am Yk how I said he was fixing something at night while u were getting a drink? He was fixing A SPIDER. SPIDER he said "oh !!! I stepped on him so I wanted to help him!" HOW U GON FIX THAT HOW DID HE EVEN KNOW HE STEPPED ON IT You also caught him fixing Christmas tree during December. He laughed and said, "it wasn't bright enough!" a police visited yall 2 hrs later one of ur neighbors called the cops since it was way to bright. He had to make it up with cuddles xoxo, and pay the fine xoxoxo

______ mysta GET GIM AWAY MANS TO FERAL like literally can't do SHIT maid mysta maid mysta!! YOUR MYSTAKEN (do u get the joke) HE JUST RUINS EVERYTHING you just cleaned the floors!! why is FUCKING MUD STAINS ALREADY?!? Like he can't clean, CANTNFUCKING COOK (we all know this.) I DONT even want to elaborate on how bad he cooks. You Handel the cleaning, cooking, and what does he do? he def ain't sitting there pretty (ugly/j) instead, he opts to get the money and shit !! But like It's concerning Like last time I checked he had money to pay rent and all that but....he had to much money left. More than usual. Your guys Financials were good dwdw! BUT HOW HE GONNA HAVE THOUSANDS LEFT HES SELLING DRUGS/ the obvious explanation and that his freinds make him do crazy ass stunts and give him money/j "do a flip off that porch. 10$ mf." LMFAOO he's also just...insane. You'll wake up at 3am again to see him on the phone with elmo LMFAOOO THOSE APPS THAT SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF CHILDREN IT SCARES HIM TO you'll hear the most frightful voice just like "when do you want the money?! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE" you have to hack in a delete that app for the mfer to sleep at night. He'll boast like "I'm not afraid of that shit it's all fake!" wait till u put a elmo plush on his bed ______

Luca YAHH HES SO EUSHWUS he's so cute omg but so messy. LIKE HE CAN CLEAN AFTER HIMSELF BUT HE HAS A HYPER MINDSET so it's like one thing after another, he can't slow down to clean. It's not that bad to clean after him, he doesn't make a bad bad mess. BUT HE DEF NEEDS TO LEARN TO TAKE A BREAK Nothing is shecduled either. It's just like, do this, then that, then this, the profit all of our belongings to sushang(ehe love her) But when he comes home from a long day.. omg Let me elaborate HE WAS CUDDLY ALWAYS BUT HES JUST extra extra cuddly he dosent want to do shit. he'll drag you from whoever you are and force you on the couch/bed and yall with just stay there Maybe for ever HE JUST FALLS ALSEEP SO EASILY like it's kinda concerning hyper energetic turing anemic at any possible moment he has he'll drag you along all the time for those moments He doesn't even speak he just mumbles and occasionally huffs out of relief he so cute omg but then THEN WHEN HES HYPER AGAIN HE WILL BODY SLAM YOU ONTO THE BED OR SOFA AGAIN CHILL THIS AINT THE WWE he doesn't know how strong he is omg.

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Ike FIANLLY THE MOST LIKE REASONABLE MAN OUT OF EVERYONE but he's like a neat freak also, Like....did u just leave a fucking go gurt on the table when you went to get ur phone? DIRTY ASS MF !!!! he just wants to make sure the house is clean some people say, "your house reflects you" And I think that's true but!! he we we all know he gon snap THE MFER HE NEEDS TO PUT UP WITH his freinds trying be likebthe power rangers or some shit I find it funny they are just all different colors palettes BUT HES GREAT !! HE COOKS, CLEANS, ACTUALLY HAS CALM HOBBIES did I say calm mbmb let's not forget his karaoke SKILLS HELLO??? THE SCREAMING HE CAN DO THE AMOUNT OF TIMES U GUYS GOT NOISE COMPLAINTS nobody would've guess it was from him. he just smiles, aplogizes and hands over the money he handing over the money so willingly cause that mf KNOWS IT WAS HIS FAULT but he don't give a shit LMFAOO he'll shut the door, wait a little, then start cursing out the neighbors in Swedish he's he's scary. he's literally like those innocent ass looking dogs names princesses that's a devil in secret he's ur devil in secret tho <33

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#luca x reader #luca kaneshiro #luca kaneshiro x reader #ike eveland #ike x reader #ike eveland x reader #vox akuma #vox x reader #vox akuma x reader #shu yamino #shu x reader #shu yamino x reader #mysta rias #mysta x reader #mysta rias x reader #luxiem #luxiem x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader

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angelic-jeonghan1004 · 2 years

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&Team Hyung line reacting to being called ‘bestfriend’

more &Team <3 I promise I’ll give content soon that isn’t just &Team. I have E’Last and Golcha stuff in the works just wait with me. Here’s a rewrite once again for &Team of some of my past works.

Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint

Warnings: jealousy/a bit of anger mentioned, swearing

Pairing: &Team x reader

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Kei

You knew it would be hard to prank him

You used to prank him a lot in the beginning at your relationship

so it has become very tricky

but you saw this on tiktok and wanted to try it

you knew he’d know what's up if you asked to film a video

You got your friend to call you and read out a little script with you basically

since your lovely boyfriend is nosey and sitting right across from you he tuned in even though he was messing with stuff on his phone

“Oh my god you got a new job? Well maybe you should treat me out to lunch then mr money man” you said with a laugh, your boyfriend immediately was all ears feeling a little bit of jealousy as well

“What have I been up to? just hanging out with my best friend, he's right here, do you want to say hi?”

okay this dude upset he aint fucking around I tell you that

“Bestfriend?” He said cold toned with anger laced in his voice

“Shouldn’t it be ‘boyfriend?’ oh wait no you called me bestfriend and basically asked that person on the phone to take you on a date. Who even were they?”

god you could tell he was so mad oh god oh no

“Before you get any more mad I’m going to let you know this was a prank, go to tiktok baby you’ll find the trend I promise you”

It would take a lot more for him to stop being a little angry

But maybe try taking a photo of him and captioning it on a post saying "I have the best boyfriend ❤️" and post selfies in his hoodies

He'll definitely find it hard to fight the smile off his face

Fuma

Filming a video with Fuma you wanted to do the prank you saw on tiktok

You asked Fuma if he'd do a TikTok challenge of who's most likely too

He was just like "Anything you want my love <3"

He’s literally so unbelievably whipped for you

Excited to do something fun with you as he thought it’d be silly and cute

Ugh hurts to see where this heads </3

Starting the video looking at him from the camera on your phone you could see his face drop as your words fell from your lips

"Hey everyone here I'm doing a challenge with my bestfriend! Who's most likely to" you sounded so energetic and excited

He was quick on his feet to express how he didnt like the change of title

even if he felt bad since he didn't want to make you feel bad

"Baby can you stop filming for a second?"

You knew the prank worked but at what cost

"I don't know if you meant to but you called me your bestfriend instead of your boyfriend. I don't want to sound possessive or like you have to call me something but out of all titles bestfriend just seems like I'm not your boyfriend an-"

Quick to shut him up by planting a kiss to his lips

"I’m sorry, it was a prank I saw on tiktok baby, I wont actually post that we can refilm the intro I just wanted to see your reaction, I’ll always make sure to let the whole world know you're my boyfriend, now wanna film that video actually?"

Immediately filled with relief never do that to the poor boy again

Nicholas

Not having any of it

Laying on your shoulder

He looked at your phone while you where typing out of curiosity

Usually ur playing a game or scrolling through TikTok so found no harm but this time you were in your contacts talking to a friend he didn’t know that well

And saw you wrote "I'm with my bestfriend rn"

In response to a text that said "what are you up to pretty?"

He was hurt

Confused

Bitter

And needed an answer now

Glaring at you he quickly said "not to be nosey but who are you talking too"

He said straightening up

"Oh my friend, why do you ask?"

"You called me your best friend? Why not the love of your life? Sugar plum? Sweetie pie? Honey bunny? Apple of your eye? Or even a simpler title: boyfriend maybe?"

Even though he was trying to come off as joking around you could see in his eyes he was hurt and a bit angry

Explaining the prank and how you convinced your friend to tag along in it he felt betrayed </3

Pls comfort him

Give him kisses, take dorky couple photos anything just give him forms of reassurance

#&team fluff #&team angst #&team scenarios #&team imagines #&team x reader #&team reactions #kei x reader #kei imagines #fuma imagines #fuma scenarios #fuma x reader #nicholas imagines #nicholas x reader #Nicholas scenarios

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hiiii achilles!!!!!!! how are you today? i miss your gallavich hot takes so do you have something in mind? have a good day 🌷

well apparently my big gallavich hot take is them having a jewish wedding 😭

okay. hmmm, actual unpopular hot takes? i gotchu

i want more intersex headcanons (that are well-researched and not fetishizing intersex people!). i want more t4t mlm gallavich. and i DEFINITELY want more t4t trans!mickey nonbinary!ian gallavich. because amab people are just as transgender as anyone else even if they dont take hormones or drastically change their appearance or change their name. nonbinary people arent women lite and men lite, theyre nonbinary. and i think nonbinary!ian is so slay

ian does not enjoy bottoming. even when he consented to doing it with trevor, he didnt actually like it. he simply tolerated it

when staying with the gallaghers, ian and mickey are very brazen about their sex life and dont try to stay quiet or even close their door sometimes, BUT they wont fuck in common areas like the kitchen and living room unless it was on the couch and they were 1000% sure there was NO chance of any of the kids walking in on them. they wouldnt traumatize liam or franny like that (stfu s5 doesnt count bc they knew liam was too young to have memories yet 😭 (speaking of, why does nobody ever talk about the fact that liam was 2 years old for like 3 whole years 😭😭))

their "security" business as it is in the finale isnt very sustainable. it literally started as money laundering, and ian didnt know. i think he eventually finds out by accident thru kev or vee what mickeys original "security business" plan was, and he gets super pissed. but i think they could very easily turn it into a legal business. we see them starting to do that, by working with real dispensaries instead of the shady illegal one kev and vee have in the bar. nevertheless, id like to read more future fics where they grow or adapt the business, and even move on to a new business altogether! theyre not exactly the career-having type. i think change over time actually helps stabilize them

THEY NEED TO PAINT THAT FUCKING AMBULANCE. ITS STOLEN. WHY DONT THEY EVER PAINT IT ALL BLACK OR SOMETHING?? WHERE DID THEY GET THE NEW PLATES. DID THEY EVEN CHANGE THE PLATES?? the s4 writers would never let a scam have so many plot holes 😔 they wouldve SHOWED us mickey and his brothers getting new plates for the truck

ian gets a tattoo for mickey. youre telling me that after the surprise anniversary party, you think ian WOULDNT get mickey somehow immortalized on his body? WRONG. he definitely does. i dont think its his name over his heart. maybe something small on his wrist? or M on his ring finger💜 thats a fav headcanon of mine

they dont start a family until close to 40. the longer theyre married, the more they realize they have to catch up on. learning to live together long-term, paying off debts and bills, moving, vacations, reconnecting with old friends and family, being there for liam where theu couldnt for their other siblings when they were liam's age, watching their nieces and nephews often to gain more caretaking and parenting skills, medical issues, family emergencies. theres just a lot that takes up their time, and they become very comfortable being two before they ever try to become three

they nonseriously say shit like "i want a divorce" but they NEVER mean it. even when one says it as a joke or like in s11e3, the other will ask "did you really mean that? do you really want a divorce? do you think we'll ever get one?" and they end up having a rare super serious heart-to-heart about it. about what they think the future might hold - or at least, what they want it to hold. the longer they are with each other the more stable their relationship becomes. bickering is less common, big fights are less explosive and violent, and they learn to become comfortable with silence

#asks #anonymous #🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶#gallavich #gallavich headcanons #shameless #happy Sunday and happy st paddys day!!!!!

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Deluded Pt. 1

Matteo Riddle x Reader

Summary: You and Matteo have a toxic yet addictive bond. Both of you know it and can't help but feed into it further. But what happens when the limit is found and crossed?

Warnings ⚠️: toxic relationship, swearing, arguing

"Sttawpp Matteeo.. i have to get to class..." Matteo, has you trapped in an outdoor alcove at the courtyard. His hands bracket your hips, and his head is nuzzled in the sweet spot between your neck and collar bone. At your request for him to stop his perusal of your neck, he responds with a giggle that tickles you under your jawline. "This is no joke! McGonagall will kill me if i show up late for the third time this month!!... MATTEO IM SERIOUS.." You then brace your forearms against his chest and push off.

"Comme onnn. That old witch won't notice. Know-it-all-Granger takes up all her attention in that class. I know you dont want to go, so why are you wasting this precious, precious time?.." At the last two words, his face is back on the same sensitive spot. And you wiggle again with less will to end it.

"Ughhh, at this rate, we both won't ever graduate. Don't you ever take anything at least a bit seriously?" This was partly a jest, but you also wanted to know if Matteo had the right priorities.

"Why do you have to ruin the mood? Who the fuck cares about school? Both our families are loaded anyway. You could work at any department at the Ministry even if you didnt pass Divination. Besides, no one goes to classes anyways. Blaise, Crab, Goyle, and Theo- even Pansy doesn't give a shit most of the time! BE MORE LIKE HER AND STOP KILLING MY BONER" He ends with an annoyed exasperation. You just gape at his complete disregard for school. Sure, you weren't a stellar student, but you gave at least 60% of an effort. Better than 0, duh?!

"I dont want to be like all those people!! If i want to do something worthwhile after grad, imma have to learn a thing or two to be of some use. My mommy and daddys money can't buy that STUPID!!" Eyes wide, you think about picking up your bag to leave, but before you can reach down, he's already hissing again.

"Holy fuck... your such a fucking tease right now. Fine. Go. I dont give a fuck. You're not irreplaceable, there are 20 other bitches that'll gladly take your place with me right now over some dumbass class." He then frenziedly takes out a cigarette and lights it. Not even looking at you.

After a pause and a breath, you finally say, "Wow. How fucking fragile are you? You cant even go a minute without having your dick wet can you? Its pathetic... Im sorry that i have other priorities than you, a raging manslut!! And since you have 20 other girls under me, i invite you to go to them because im sooo fucking done with your ass. They're all probably waiting oh so patiently too for me to let you go. Too bad for them to soon figure out what a DISAPPOINTING MESS YOU ARE."

"Haha yea right. Let's see how you like it when you can't have me. You're gonna wish you had chosen differently. While i on the other hand get to finally HAVE SOME FUCKING FUN. GO DRY YOUR PUSSY OUT WITH MCGONAGALL AND TRY NOT TO GET RUG BURN WHEN YOU CRAWL BACK TO ME." You're already halfway across the courtyard and dont even turn back when you scream:

"I HOPE YOU KNOW THE NUMBERS BETWEEN 0 AND 20 WHEN YOU COUNTDOWN YOU DUMB FUCKER!!"

You sort of speed stomp across the yard to reach the hallway. Then quickly go to the changing staircase to get onto the right set of stairs in order for you to arrive to class on time.

Now that the nerves of almost missing class have subsided, you are now fuming about everything else. How could he say all those things to you? Though you know Matteo and what he's capable of your delusional thoughts creep in to ask; did he truly mean all those things? He won't actually hook up with other girls, right? Deep down, you knew the answer but still refused to trust it. Matteo is more unlike his father than he is like his father. But in regards to keeping true to his threats, you could say it runs in the family.

Author note: i hope yall are angry at Matteo. Hehe. Part 2 coming soon!

#matteo riddle #hogwarts au #toxic love #matteo riddle x reader #slytherin #unhealthy relationships #slytherin boys

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