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mooodyblue · 1 year
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I love your little E stories. Do you think you could do something about either you feeding him a warm bottle of milk to get him to sleep at night, or you and him finding a teddy bear/stuffie in the store that he wants and him fighting to not regress right there until he gets home? Thanks so much!
okay i am OBSESSED with this request, i had to write it immediately! hope you like it friend! <3
bear. | little!elvis x cg!reader
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warnings: little space, age regression, use of mommy
wc: 1k (FINALLY!)
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you just wanted a few things from the store, that's all. so when elvis begged to tag along, you caved and let him come with you. but knowing elvis, you'd come to regret that decision a little later on. all it took was one walk past a large stuffed bear sitting high up on the shelf in the isle you were standing in. as you were crouched down at the shelf looking for a specific brand of a spice you needed, elvis was behind you, looking up at the bear with wide eyes.
there were two ways he could go about this, look away from the bear and pretend it doesn't exist or ask you if he could buy it. the large, life-sized brown teddy bear was not a want, but a need. but something in his brain clicked, unable to make any decision whatsoever. he looked back at you then back up at the bear.
"can't believe they're out of garlic, the one staple to every meal." you shook your head and stood up. "alright, just a few more things and we can head out, that okay?" you asked, turning to elvis. "elvis?"
he was still looking up at the bear. the call of his name shook the thoughts from his head as he turned to you. "bear." he blurted out.
"that's a pretty big bear, isn't it?" you replied, glancing up at the bear. "just like you."
he let out a small giggle. he resembled the bear pretty well, big and cuddly. maybe that's why he wanted it so bad. "want it." he mumbled. "mommy, i want it."
you froze at the sudden name, panic settling in. "baby," you set down the small grocery basket and cupped his face. "are you feeling little? you think you can try and be big until we leave the store?"
"b-but mommy, i want the bear." he whined, stomping his feet. "don't wanna be big, wanna be baby today. want the bear!"
glancing around the isle checking if anyone was around, you took a breath in and exhaled to calm yourself down as he threw a tantrum in front of you. it's not necessarily something you'd reward him for but you could tell he was struggling. damn that stupid bear, it's all his fault. "okay, first things first." you bent down slightly to look him in the eyes. "what have i said about throwing a tantrum?"
elvis looked down at his feet sadly. "it's not nice."
"that's right, it's not nice." you used your finger to lift his chin and sighed. "how about this, you think you can reach that bear, baby? if you reach it you can-"
elvis rushed to the bear before you could finish your sentence and jumped up to snag at the leg, bringing the bear down into his arms. it was about half his size, elvis could barely carry it around the store, still trying to play the adult and not be stuck in his little headspace until he was out of the store. it was difficult when you stopped to look at something and he had to stand there holding the bear, the fur and softness of it comforting him. "we're almost done, you're doing so good." you said, patting his head softly.
checkout was rough on elvis, the cashier just assumed the bear was for you, seeing it as a cute romantic gesture and even calling you a cute couple. what she didn't know was the bear was his and he'd be hogging for the rest of the day. the moment you both walked out of the store, elvis felt a wave of relief wash over him, finally being able to be himself. "mommy-"
"i know, baby. i know."
he was glued to that bear the entire ride home, even at home. the bear sat with you at the dinner table, on the couch when he was watching a cartoon, on the floor when he was coloring in his coloring book. you even had to pry him away from the bear before bathtime. bedtime was real fun. you got him in his favorite pajamas and got him ready for bed, but he wouldn't sleep. he refused. that was until he mentioned that silly bear once again. you dragged it all the way up the stairs to place it with him in bed, tucking both elvis and the bear in. how elvis was going to sleep with a massive bear in his bed? who knows.
as you gave him a good night kiss and made your way out the bedroom, elvis sat back up. "mommy?"
you stopped in your tracks and turned around. "you need something else?"
elvis looked down at his hands, hesitant on asking you his question. "nevermind."
"no, baby. what's up? you can talk to me." you walked back to the bed, sitting on the edge carefully to not accidentally sit on the bear.
"um..." he brought his head back up to look at you. "bottle?" he asked, quietly.
you smiled at him "'course hon, give me a minute."
sometimes elvis would ask for juice or water before bed or even sometimes in the middle of the night. very rarely did he ask for a bottle. as much as he trusted you, he still had his moments where he was nervous about asking you for things while little. but after his fit in the store, he was more deeper in his headspace than usual.
you returned quickly with the warm bottle, going to his side of the bed and sitting back on the edge. "want me to do it?" elvis shyly nodded in response, sitting up slightly as you brought it to his lips, holding it tightly as he drank away as he started to finally grow tired. although you knew elvis was still sometimes embarrassed with having you do these things for him, you loved it. you loved him. his eyes began to flutter, ready to drift off and sleep. you took the bottle and laid him back down, giving him one final kiss and tucking him in tightly.
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gothhobbithoe · 2 years
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The Fellowship having a horror movie night:
Gandalf:
Only there for the snacks
Doesn't even flinch when a jumpscare comes on
Falls asleep halfway through because he got bored
He's seen major shit throughout his life a horror movie is like a kids show for him
Prefers fantasy horror like Pans Labyrinth or The VVitch over typical ghosty horror
Aragorn:
He's secretly terrified the whole time but won't show it
Freaks out in every jumpscare but trys to remain composed
Holds his sword for comfort
Wishes he could have invited Arwen because she loves this stuff
Borormir:
Loves horror movies so much, would always watch them with Faramir
Is the one who organised it
Is a Stephen King fan
Tried to get the fellowship to watch "Hereditary" first, soon realised that it was not the best way to start off the night
Legolas:
Loves horror movies actually
Loves the Blair witch project and anything set in the forest
Tried to make Gimli even more scared by shaking him at every jumpscare
Gimli:
Threatens to punch legolas if he shakes him one more time
More of a supernatural thriller kinda guy, jumpscares just freak him out too much and he thinks it's "cheap horror"
Laughs out of fear
Comfort is snacks
Frodo:
Snuggled up with Sam the whole time
Actually a fan of horror, it's a bit of a comfort movie genre for him
Is Sam's emotional support hobbit
Him and Borormir are arguing over which horror movie is the best
Sam:
Hates every minute of it
Spends the whole movie looking at cute animals on his phone to calm him down
Glued to frodo and won't let him go
Regrets all life decisions at this moment
Merry:
Eating a literal roast dinner with Pippin while watching the movies
Loves any horror movie, favourite is slashers or 80s b movies
Laughs at jumpscares
Laughs at Pippins reaction to jumpscares
Pippin:
Hides behind a cushion
Constant screaming
Made the roast dinner as food calms him down
Nightmares for weeks after the marathon
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dormousescribbles · 2 years
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Chapters: 22/22 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Erica Sinclair, Will Byers, Wayne Munson, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Joyce Byers Additional Tags: Fix-It of Sorts, Vampire Eddie Munson, Vampire Steve Harrington, Getting Together, First Kiss, First Time, Blood, Blood Drinking, Vomiting, Temporary Character Death, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, I'm physically incapable of writing a fic without fluff, Hand Jobs, Recreational Drug Use, Protective Steve Harrington, Protective Eddie Munson, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Protective Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington Has Bad Parents, Eating Disorders, Sort Of, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, First Time Bottoming, Panic Attacks, Blood and Gore, Gore, Light BDSM, Edging, Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Dom Eddie Munson, Sub Steve Harrington Summary:
Steve was fine. He was dealing with life after the Upside Down. Even if he'd lost a friend, another was in hospital, he was struggling to sleep with all the nightmares, and he felt like he was coming down with something. But he was fine. Then Eddie Munson showed up in his room, seemingly back from the dead. Except, Eddie did die and he's worried that Steve is dying too. Maybe Steve wasn't fine after all.
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crimeronan · 6 months
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god i wish i wouldn't have to explain the intricacies of the neopets economy to you guys to give the full context for this but. the new neopets team that took over from jumpstart pledged that they were going to curb the inflation of rare items, which is great because a lot of rare items are worth literally hundreds of millions of neopoints, they are unbuyable unless you've been playing actively for 20 years. they did this earlier with a site festival that included random loot boxes, some of which had Unbelievably Fucking Rare And Precious items worth 200 million neopoints apiece.
well.
today they have gone a step further. by releasing this year's trick-or-treat bags. and having the trick-or-treat bags be stuffed to the brim with unbelievably fucking rare stamps, weapons, paint brushes, defense magic, and other unbuyables. (all prohibitively expensive and in-high-demand types of items.)
jellyneo, the premier neopets website, has recorded prices of some items plummeting from 2,000,000 neopoints to 4,000 neopoints IN THE LAST THREE HOURS. this is when most people haven't even heard about the event or OPENED THEIR BAGS YET.
and of course. cherry on top. 20-year-old account holders are crytyping on the site events neoboard about how mean and cruel it is to make rare stamps part of the prize pool, because their entire identity hinges on being part of the neopian bourgeoisie, and they are having MELTDOWNS over their assets being devalued until they're part of the lowly proletariat.
this is a children's game for children btw.
none of the money is real.
i'm having such a good time.
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ronanlynchbf · 8 months
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tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY
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glorious-spoon · 6 months
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i know we all laugh (mostly fondly) about the paper-thin plots in porn that only exist to make the sex happen, but i was reading some old stargate fic over the weekend, and i really think we're sleeping on the paper-thin hurt/comfort plot that only exists to force the characters to FEEL THINGS.
like, is this scenario realistic? no. does it make any rational sense? no. does it provide a built-in excuse for a character to collapse, bloody and disoriented, into the arms of his beloved/friend/partner? obviously, that's the whole point of this exercise.
i love it. it's my favorite thing in the world.
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idiotsonlyevent · 17 days
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i wonder where the idea of chilchuck being a deadbeat came from when theres like. no textual evidence for it ?
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he knows what all of them are up to; he still writes to flertom and she sent him his neckwarmer, so that to me implies that they at least have a somewhat positive relationship?
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its more ambiguous with meijack and puckpatti, but since meijack is also a picklock, i wouldn't be surprised if he taught her himself, considering how trades are often passed down through families, and because he talks about sending people to her if he dies.
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also the way he talks about puckpatti is very like... it's obvious he wants her to take things more seriously, but he's accepting, and his tone here reads more fond to me than anything else.
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like, he keeps his daughters' old toys under his desk? that doesn't scream 'deadbeat' at all, it screams 'empty nester' who doesn't know how to reach out or is scared to do so
EDIT: i know a lot of the 'deadbeat dad' stuff is jokes, but some people are Not joking and genuinely think chilchuck is a bad dad. this post is not saying that you cant joke about it; it is just outlining what canon shows regarding his (clearly positive) relationship with his kids.
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kymsys · 1 month
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'It was late spring, the first time all year that the sunshine had any real strength behind it. Satoru was wittering on about something inane as always — Tentomon or something equally ridiculous.
There was nothing special about the moment. Not really. Except for the fact that Satoru had shrugged off his jacket in the heat. It was draped around his shoulders just so, exposing the long column of his throat, pale after a long winter. Really, there was nothing special about the moment. But when Suguru looked at the boy silhouetted against the spring sky, bright and blue and boundless and beautiful — just like his eyes, Suguru thought — his heart skipped a beat all the same. With all the sight afforded to him, Satoru never missed a thing. So it was risky, what Suguru did. Later, when he was looking at his new phone wallpaper under the cover of darkness, grinning like an idiot, he'd wonder how he ever got away with it. Yet, if Suguru's yearning to capture that perfectly ordinary moment forever was stronger than all reason, perhaps it was stronger than the Six Eyes, too. After all, not even Satoru could stop time.' - by my beloved @fushiglow ♥
(( also glo says: FUN FACT! Tentomon is voiced by Suguru's VA — ergo it's Satoru's favourite Digimon, obviously )) ---------------------------------------------------------
freshly added headcanons: • gojo at some point randomly barged into sugurus room and put glowy stickers all over his ceiling • suguru has gojo as his phone wallpaper, but keeps it a secret • suguru is a hamasaki ayumi fan • the cinnamoroll phone charm is from gojo who spent almost an eternity getting that out of a gatcha machine for him • they were happy
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aslyran · 4 months
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Visions
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comradekatara · 5 months
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the siblings ever
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westywallowing · 3 months
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my favorite scene redraw from S5E13: "Migration"
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artsymeeshee · 16 days
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Another aroace Ford idea that came up. I just really like the idea of Ford going to Mabel for these types of things :’)
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eloquentmoon · 5 months
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being obsessed with your own OC is the most magical feeling
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blurglesmurfklaine · 1 year
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bitches be like “time for a bedtime story uwu” and then log into ao3 to read some of the most unimaginably horrific shit anyone could possibly come up with (it’s me, I’m bitches)
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palesoftangel · 6 months
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@/Bassem Youssef on instagram.
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tarabyte3 · 2 months
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Hey fanfiction writers: If no one's ever told you this before, it's not just fanfiction.
It's something you spent hours, days, maybe even months on, pouring your heart out onto a page because you were so full of passion and thoughts about a story or characters, you felt like you were going to explode if you didn't get it out. Maybe you lost sleep because your mind was racing with ideas or you forgot to eat or drink water because you were so focused. Maybe your back aches from being hunched over for so long, unmoving. Maybe you even felt like you were going a little feral because you were so excited about what you were creating, or were frustrated when you got stuck. Either way, you put your heart, mind, soul, and body into making something.
It's okay to want people to read it, and it's okay if you're disappointed that they don't or it doesn't get as much of a reaction as you were hoping for. Humans are social creatures. Sure, we write for ourselves, but we also share because the joy of doing so is just as powerful as the joy of the process. Of having created something.
We all experience that joy and that disappointment, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
So it's okay. It's not just fanfiction.
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