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hecohansen31 · 4 years
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Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!!! 💙✨ You know I had to send one back🥺🥺 I hope you have an AMAZING day lovely❤️❤️❤️
Ahhh thank you, sweetie!
I truly TRULY apprecciate it with my small dark heart!
And I hope that you know that this goes out to also you (I am in love with your Roman drabbles, I just... UGH... I want a domestic! Roman all to myself!).
I hope you are well and know that this goes out to you too!
Have a nice day!
-Heco Hansen.
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bill-skarsgalactic · 4 years
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(via https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5wtdklYHfWeijWkeppaRA5?si=OD8NBX8rROy4i2gIe2__ww)
MAKE YOUR HEART STEEL - ROMAN GODFREY (a playlist)
The final product of “Group Project #2″ and honestly, this is my favourite one so far! Collectively we created a banging Roman Godfrey playlist that’s sure to inspire any Roman fics/drabbles you’re working on. Let me just add, it makes for some awesome background music too. Make sure you share it so as many people as possible can enjoy it.
Thanks again to everyone who contributed, you guys are amazing!
@skarsgardandredmayne @manicpixiedreamguurl @intoxxikated  @dreamtherapy @rastafarita1 @swedishdaddypams @x-bakudeku-x @ chantelleflowersmaffs @willyourecognisemee @ spaceapplehead @fartsagainstonision @gutteridge385 @pembenintakendisi @billgardskars  
If you want to check out the other playlists we’ve created, you can find them here. Don’t forget to leave a comment down below to let me know which Bill character you’d like to see playlisted next.
Happy listening! xx
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emmyrosee · 4 years
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I've been here in your blog for a while now and all the stuff you write always turns me on so hard. Especially when it's with Jules and Mickey. Oh lord... i get speechless - 🐜
I love them so much they’re literally my new obsession
I’ve got some stuff that I’m picking at from the amazing 🦊, the prayer answering @madamaholmes, the incredible @manicpixiedreamguurl and some wonderful unclaimed anons, so please keep your eye out for any you might be interested in
Also if you have a request for them please give it to me because I’m literally insatiable-
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hecohansen31 · 4 years
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Ahhh! Jupiter, Neptune, and Aries for the placement asks💓💓💓
jupiter: when was the last time you got lucky?
Oh Friday, because I straight up passed an exam that I was sure I hadn’t passed! (the funniest were people complaining for the low grades and then there was me being like *LET’S FUCKING PARTY*)
neptune: what was your best dream and why?
Answered it HERE, sweetheart!
aries: what’s your favorite sport to play?
I mostly like individual sports, for example I love swimming!
I also love race cars and race bikes, although I do happen to get bored a lot seeing them and I adore more the riders’ charismatic personalities!
I also love fencing, I have tried it one in school and it was freaking cool!
Sadly not only it is very expensive but it also low key difficult to find somewhere near me practicing it
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hecohansen31 · 4 years
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Okay okay I had to pick a handful and I could have said way more BUT I’ll just start with these lol Green, cinnamon, mauve, saffron, and chartreuse. You are just the best ✨✨✨
GREEN = I think you’re cute. (I think that you are cute as well!).
CINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar.
MAUVE = You are really talented
SAFFRON = I love your ideas
CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie
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hecohansen31 · 4 years
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I like— really appreciate you. Just had to send you some love. 🥺❤️
Ahhh thank you lovely!
I really REALLY apprecciate you as well!
I am sending you some love right back!
(And also sorry for answering you late, this week hasn’t had the best of starts for me, but thank you for being a lovely and brightening my day and week).
Thank you and have a nice day!
-Heco Hansen.
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hecohansen31 · 4 years
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The writing challenge is such a good idea🥺 maybbeeeee I can snag number 22 off the quotes with Roman pleeeease🥰 also congrats on 1k, you deserve a million more💕💕💕
Of course sweetie, the prompt is yours!
And thank you
I am actually the one who is grateful for having such amazing followers!
I hope you’ll have a blast writing out this prompt!
Have a nice day!
Writing Challenge?
-Heco Hansen.
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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the doctor is in - henry pearl
doctor!dad!henry pearl x reader
warnings: lit rally nothing this is the usual heaping serving of fluff & cuteness 🥰
word count: 650
notes: ohmygod this is a mess sorry i was really busy and today is just not it for me so this is what you’re getting bc i didn’t want it to be 3 weeks since i’ve posted something
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you woke up to a hardly noticeable tug on your sleeve. as you lazily blinked your eyes open, you saw the silhouette of your son, michael.
“what’s up, hon?” you slurred, rubbing the sleep from your tired eyes.
“i think i’m gonna throw up,” he murmured, clutching his stomach before he ran to the bathroom. from what you could hear, he barely had enough time to flick on the light and lift the toilet seat before he got sick.
“aww, poor thing,” you mumbled to yourself. you sat on the cold floor next to him and ran a soothing hand along his clammy back. “i’m sure daddy can help you feel better, sweetheart.”
as if that was his cue, henry sleepily stumbled into the bathroom, his emerald eyes squinting as they adjusted to the bright lights. “oh no, someone’s not feelin’ good?”
“my tummy hurt when i went to bed and i couldn’t go to sleep, so i was playing with my toys, but then i felt really bad.” michael sniffled, wiping his tears with his balled up fists.
“that’s alright bud, i promise you’ll be feelin’ better soon. you’ve just got a nasty stomach bug, that’s all.” henry playfully ruffled his hair.
once it was clear your son wasn’t going to be sick again, henry lifted him up, holding him close against his hip as he took him into the kitchen. much to your confusion, henry left michael sitting on the countertop, only to come back a moment later decked out in a white coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.
“doctor pearl is in,” he cooed lovingly, gathering the “supplies” he’d need. “now, when you have a stomach bug, your tummy’s jumpin’ and hoppin’ around, and i’m willing to bed that doesn’t feel so good. so for it to calm down, you wanna eat some boring stuff, how does that sound?”
michael nodded and swung his legs off the edge of the island. you and henry busied yourselves making some bland foods for your soon to eat, including soup, toast, and a glass of water.
your son sat quietly as he slurped on the chicken noodle soup and crunched on some toast. his lack of chatter saddened you since he was usually so talkative.
“daddy, can i watch something?” michael asked softly, reaching up to place his dishes in the sink.
“of course you can, bud,” henry quickly scooped the bowl out of his hands for him. “let’s go put somethin’ on.”
the three of you made your way to the sofa as henry flicked the tv on. your son laid his head in your lap and made himself comfortable as your husband searched for the kids channels. michael decided on spongebob, letting out little giggles every time mr krabs would catch plankton trying to steal the krabby patty formula.
after a few episodes, he was out cold, snoozing softly against your lap, fabric bunched up in his tight fist. you turned to look at henry, not surprised to find he was already looking over at you. “thanks for doing the whole doctor shtick, i think he really got a kick out of it.”
a look of confusion passed through his eyes as he mischievously cocked his head to the side. “shtick? excuse you, i’m a certified pediatrician, and i’ve got the doctorates to prove it, missy.”
“you’re absolutely right,” you laughed, careful to keep your volume down lest you wake up your sleeping angel. “my sincerest apologies, doctor pearl.”
“you know i’d do anything for him,” henry rubbed his hand over his sleeping son’s warm back. “and that goes for you too, and don’t you forget it.”
“never ever, doctor pearl.” you accentuated your claim with a kiss to his perfect button nose. “now help me get this patient to his ward before he wakes up.”
“sure thing, sweetheart.” henry grinned, complete adoration in his gaze.
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please forgive me if this is short or if there’s any errors i wanted to get something out today sO BAD so this might be a little rushed
tags: @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @jadelynlace @skrsgardspam @stevesharrlngtons @manicpixiedreamguurl
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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dtf - mickey
mickey x reader
warnings: mentions of/implications to smut but nothing explicit
word count: 694
notes: this prompt SCREAMED! mickey to me so i had to do it for him
also this is a lil off prompt but i still love it
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mickey slowly blinked his eyes open, subconsciously cuddling y/n closer. he felt good. after just waking up from a pleasant dream to your girlfriend asleep in your arms, who wouldn’t? but he wanted something more.
his mind flickered to last night, how she made him feel so good, and he in turn got to hear her beautiful moans. he so badly wanted to shake y/n from her sleep so they could go again, but he fought that urge. she just looked so soft, and peaceful, he couldn’t bring himself to disturb her. after all, y/n wasn’t a morning person, and if mickey decided to wake her up at this time, he could kiss any chance of a round two goodbye.
she stirred, murmuring something unintelligible to herself and shifting into a more comfortable position on top of her boyfriend. shit, mickey thought. if she’s sleep-talking she’s not even close to waking up.
about an hour or so later, she finally woke up, stretching and cracking her joints before relaxing on top of mickey again. “hi, baby.”
“h-hey, sweetheart.” mickey stammered. “can i get you somethin’ to eat?”
“mmm,” she grumbled, digging her nails into his chest, doing nothing to help his current state. “if i let you go, do you promise i’ll get cuddles later?”
he laid a kiss on her forehead. “i promise, baby.” y/n begrudgingly loosened her grip on him, letting him slip out of the sheets and out of the door.
shit mickey, she just wants to cuddle. what are you gonna do? he thought to himself as he popped an everything bagel in the toaster. while he was waiting, he spotted some fruit sitting in a bowl on the island.
mickey remembered something he had heard a while back about subliminal advertising, the way that companies advertised their products that subconsciously made their customers feel a certain way or want a certain thing. he arranged the banana and apples into a lovely phallic shape, hopefully subliminally inducing some feelings in his girlfriend when she sees them.
he brought her the bagel with a mug of coffee which she gratefully accepted, but not before giving him a good kiss on the neck. he felt torn between asking her to stop or begging her to continue, but thankfully she pulled away to munch on her breakfast.
throughout the rest of the day, mickey had been acting strangely. y/n had obviously picked up on his odd behavior long ago, but she hadn’t mentioned anything to him about it. she had one working theory in mind - mainly due to the obvious fruit dick on the countertop - and she wanted to test it.
retracting her arms from around her boyfriend’s shoulders, she got up from the couch, giving him a sweet peck on the lips. “i’m gonna hop in the shower.”
she headed out of the room slowly, waiting to see if he’d have any verbal reactions to her statement. “b-but water makes you clean, babe.”
“yeah, and? isn’t that the whole purpose of showering?” you teased him further.
he cleared his throat awkwardly before turning to face you. “and - uh - wouldn’t you rather be, umm, dirty?”
you continued to play stupid, wanting to watch him writhe in front of you. “babe, what are you talking about?”
mickey turned his gaze down to the carpet, his cheeks burning a bright crimson. “uhhh, umm,” he stumbled.
you loved to make him squirm, but you felt he’d had enough torture for one sitting. you walked over to him, running your hands along his collarbone before digging your nails in, eliciting a pleasured gasp from the man beneath you. “baby, if you want it, you can just ask me.”
“y/n, please,” he practically whimpered. you smirked, knowing you had him right where you wanted him. you extended a hand towards him to pull him up from the sofa.
he crashed your lips together, melting in your soft embrace. “if you get in the shower with me, i’ll do whatever you like.”
mickey obediently followed you into the bathroom. he couldn’t help but be entirely compliant, having wanted exactly this all day long. “yes, ma’am.”
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i’ve had this sitting in my drafts for FOREVER and inspiration finally struck so i had to write this
tags: @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @thecrescentoftheskull @bill-skarsgard-owns-my-ass @manicpixiedreamguurl @goblincxnt @loomiz
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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you’re mine, baby boy - roman godfrey
sub!roman godfrey x reader
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notes: i’m still on my roman kick ladies and gents i just finished season 2
this may be kinda sorta ooc but it’s fine!
also no keep reading bc i wrote this on mobile in about 30 minutes so i’m sorry if this is awful
also also i’m terrified to post this bc i’ve never written smut on this account so 😬 i’m a teensy weensy little bit very very nervous to post this so i really hope you enjoy this (please enjoy this for my sake lol)
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i was laying on his sofa, upside down, head hanging off the cushions as i listened to roman on the phone.
“i ask for one fucking thing, and you assfucks can’t even do that right! if the right blueprints aren’t there by the time i come down there, i’ll fire your asses on the spot!” he spat into the receiver, slamming it down as he hung up.
he rung his head in his hands, his shoulders rigid with tension, giving me an idea.
“you’re an asshole, roman godfrey. you know that, right?” i swiveled so i was facing right side up, my legs swinging off of the sofa.
he looked up at me, confused anger written all over his expression. “the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“always ordering them around like they’re your servants. do you think they enjoy that? going home to their doting husbands and wives who ask how their day was, only to feed them lie after lie?” i sauntered towards him, leaning my hip against his desk.
“what the hell are you on about? are you trying to tell me how to run my business now?” his brow furrowed defensively.
“no, i just think you need to be taught a lesson.” i perched myself on top of his lap, wrenching the lapels of my jacket in my fists and bringing my lips to his ear. “i’m gonna knock you down a few pegs.” i whispered, grinding down against his crotch.
his gaze went dark with lust as he realized what was happening, his hands gravitating towards my hips. i reacted faster, pinning him to the chair by his wrists.
“uh uh, no touching.” i reprimanded, lifting myself off of him, much to his dismay. “get on the floor.”
his mouth hung open in disbelief as he sat there frozen.
“did i stutter? i said get on the fucking floor, pretty boy!” i growled. he rapidly jumped into action, laying on the cold, hard ground.
i sat on top of his thigh, slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt after i had slipped his jacket from his shoulders. i bent down to reach his neck; sucking, biting, and laving my tongue over the sensitive flesh.
i squeezed his bulge, rubbing him through his tightening pants. he let out a throaty moan, making me smirk.
“y/n, please,” he groaned, his hands moving to grope my ass. i quickly slapped them away, moving off of him entirely.
“did i say you could touch me, baby boy?” i asked, watching as his hands immediately returned to the floor.
“no,” he swallowed, his breathing getting heavier by the minute.
“no what?” i pushed, watching a blush form on his cheeks.
“no mistress.” roman locked eyes with me, already blown out with lust though i’d barely touched him.
i grinned at his compliance, removing his belt from the loops and running it through my fingers.
“that’s a good boy.” i praised, pinning his hands above his head. “but, you need to listen to the rules.” i looped the belt around his wrists, securing it to the leg of his desk to ensure he couldn’t move a muscle.
i’d tease him for hours on end if i could, but the sight of him tied down and so needy for me was making me grow wetter by the second.
i slowly unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles, grinning largely when i saw how painfully hard he was in his underwear. i licked a stripe over his length, while he shuddered and let out a breathy moan beneath me.
“mmm, as much as i love the sounds you make, i think your mouth has caused its fair share of problems lately, hasn’t it?” i pouted, wrapping my hand around his throat.
he shook his head vigorously, pleading with me. “no, i won’t say anything, mistress! i won’t make a sound, i’m a good boy!” he begged desperately.
“i think i’ve been a little too lenient with you. i said i was going to teach you a lesson, didn’t i?” he nodded solemnly.
i retrieved the tie he was wearing, rolling it up into a ball and shoving it into his mouth.
“now that’s a good boy.” i smiled, patting his cheek softly.
i pulled his cock out from its confines, spitting on my hand as i stroked him languidly. i positioned myself above him, sinking down on him as painfully slow as i could manage.
“now maybe this’ll teach you,” i started bouncing as his muffled grunts spurred me on. “you may own this whole estate, but you? you’re mine, baby boy.”
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wow i’m nervous to post this i hope you guys like this 😅
some tags: @emmyrosee @little-grunge-flowerz @babyboy-cody @shenevertricks1831 @mxnstersarehuman @manicpixiedreamguurl @hecohansen31
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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hot mess - mickey
mickey x reader
notes: this is pure fluff and i love my bf 🥰🥰
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“babe, i’m tiiiiiiirrrrrrreeeeeeddddd!” mickey whined, leaning heavily on your shoulders from behind as he wrapped his arms around your chest.
“oof! mickey, baby, you’re too heavy. get off me before you fall down on top of me!” you grunted, trying to lift his dead weight off of your back.
“aw come on, that doesn’t sound too bad, does it?” he wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“ew, you perv. i thought you said you were tired. now you wanna fuck?” you chuckled as you finally pulled him off of you, slapping him lightly in the chest.
“come on, is that really so unappealing to you?” he pouted, blocking you from entering the living room.
“yes, extremely unappealing, as a matter of fact. now get outta my way, you animal.” you pushed past him, flopping onto the couch and closing your eyes.
“an animal, you say? well, if i recall, the last time you called me that, you w-” your hand clapped over his mouth before he could say anything more.
“don’t even think about finishing that sentence if you wanna cuddle.” you turned your back on him, smirking as you felt him paw at your shoulders to face him again. he was like a big puppy sometimes.
“the couch is too small, babe, where am i supposed to go?” he whined petulantly. you shrugged, snuggling deeper into the cushions. “aww look at you, you look so comfy. there’s no room for me!”
“figure it out, tall ass.” you smirked, turning toward him to watch the gears spin in his head. it didn’t take long for him to flop down on top of you, practically knocking the wind from your lungs. “i guess that works,”
his weight on top of you relaxed you. the both of you fell into a deep sleep fairly quickly. you happened to move around quite a bit while you slept, which wasn’t usually a problem in your king-sized bed, but on the couch, it was a different story.
you started to squirm restlessly, groaning as you tried to reposition yourself under your boyfriend’s weight. suddenly, your knee jerked upwards, smacking mickey straight between his legs.
he jolted awake with a gasp, rolling off of you and onto the floor, bumping his head on the coffee table on the way down. his face screwed up in pain, grasping his head and his crotch as both ached.
you started to stir, eyes blinking open as you blindly searched for the missing boy on top of you. “what are you doin’ down there, babe? it’s like four in the morning,” you slurred.
“you fucking kneed me in the dick, you ass.” mickey groaned, propping himself up onto his knees to face you. he knew he couldn’t blame you, hell, he could blame himself; he should’ve known by now that you move while you slept.
but your ‘i want cuddles’ pout was too cute to resist.
“m’sorry, baby. y’know i didn’t mean to.” you apologized, jutting your bottom lip out. “please don’t be mad.”
“i’m not mad, angel, just a little sore,” he stood up, lifting you up by your armpits and depositing you on top of him. “how ‘bout we try it the other way around this time?”
all he got in response was a tiny “mmmph” as you nuzzled against his chest, his warmth radiating into your form.
“you’re not going anywhere this time, my little sleep fighter,” mickey smirked as he wrapped his limbs around you, cocooning you against his lanky form.
he looked down at you, waiting for a witty comeback, but you were already knocked out against him.
he chuckled exasperatedly. “i swear, you only get away with this shit because you’re so cute.”
but he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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this got way longer than intended oopsie
this isn’t that great but pretend it is
and i suck at endings do you SEE HOW CHEESY IT IS?? GROSS
tags: @emmyrosee @copper-boom @jadelynlace @babyboy-cody @little-grunge-flowerz @hecohansen31 @manicpixiedreamguurl @goblincxnt
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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lookin’ up from a cigarette and she’s already left - henry pearl
henry pearl x reader
title from jackie and wilson by hozier
TW: hints of relationship abuse (nothing explicit but it could possibly be a trigger please seek help if you ever find yourself in a situation like this!! i love you all very much!)
notes: this is very similar to the plot of battlecreek, so i highly recommend watching that first!
also this is a lil angsty (i know, a first for me) but it all turns out okay because i think i’m physically incapable of writing something 100% sad :(
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henry bit into his burger, fresh off the griddle as he watched her with fascination in his gaze. 
it was downpouring outside as huge gusts of wind nearly tossed an umbrella out of many a hand, not the most ideal night to be outdoors. she saw the neon sign of the diner glowing in the haze of the rain, so she quickly pulled the door open and slipped inside. she made her way to the back of the restaurant, looking over her shoulder for something and seating herself in the booth farthest from the entrance. 
she looked a little disheveled, whether from the precipitation or another factor henry didn’t know. one of the waitresses stopped by to take her order, asking her if she needed anything else that wasn’t food-related. she quickly dismissed her, smiling a fake smile that henry knew too well.
another waitress picked up on henry’s interest, grinning at the young boy. “she seems a little shaken ‘bout somethin’, but we’ve all been there. why don’t you go on over and chat with her?” she suggested. 
  “she looks like she wants to be alone. i don’t wanna intrude or anything.” henry murmured, not taking his eyes off the sad soul sat by herself. 
  “come on, henry, she looks like she’s in need of some company and you’re a real sweetheart. just go talk to her, it’s the least you could do.” the waitress insisted, giving him a playful nudge. henry’s cheeks tinged pink at the compliment; the waitresses at the diner seemed to have a degree in sweet talk, well, sweet talking him at least. 
he finally mustered up enough courage to head over to her, approaching her carefully as she silently sipped her tea. she tensed up as the strange, tall man sat across the table from her. 
henry noticed the poor girl’s apprehension and began to introduce herself. “hi, my name’s he-” 
she got up quickly, apologizing and excusing herself before quickly dashing out of the diner and back into the rain. henry chased after her, looking out into the darkness of the small town in the night. she was nowhere to be found. 
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henry brushed off the odd encounter, deciding to take his nightly walk the next evening. tonight was much nicer than last night, the moon shining brightly in the sky and illuminating henry’s path. 
he walked along the main road that passed the gas station at which he worked. he spotted a car parked in the grass, only a couple hundred feet away from the station. henry briefly wondered if it had broken down and it’s owner was getting help at the station, but upon closer examination, that wasn’t the case. 
there was a human-sized lump spanning across the backseat with a large blanket draped over top of it. a sudden curiosity took over henry’s common sense and he decided to see who it was. he walked around to the other side of the vehicle and peered in the window. 
even from the small sliver of face he could see, he knew it was the girl from the diner. he wanted to knock on the window and ask if she was alright, but she looked so peaceful asleep compared to her frantic, paranoid state last night. 
henry figured the best course of action was to continue on his stroll and leave her undisturbed. just to be sure, he made a mental note of her model and plate number so he would recognize if she pulled into the gas station during his shift. 
he looked back at the unlit car, sheathed in the darkness of the bush and trees, hoping she would find wherever she was going. 
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the next night had been uncharacteristically gloomy for the small town, but henry didn’t mind since he was cooped up inside the station. he hadn’t been required to work outside tonight, instead he spent his time painting a lovely portrait of a tropical island on the tool rack. 
suddenly, he heard the unmistakable sound of tires screeching on asphalt, prompting him to head outside. henry recognized the model that had pulled in immediately; it was hers. 
she jumped out of the car, immediately looking up and down the road for something he couldn’t see. she backed away from her car on shaky legs and henry reached a hand out to gently place on her shoulder. she jolted violently and quickly began apologizing as she rambled on again. 
  “th-the r-red pickup- he was there- p-pulled off som-somewhere- i-i swear i saw him,” she panted, her chest heaving desperately. 
henry felt bad for the poor girl; she was clearly troubled by something. so he did what any reasonable person with a sympathetic bone in their body would do and pulled her small, shaking frame against him. she hesitated a bit, but wrapped her arms around him, melting into his calming embrace. 
  “it’s okay, you’re okay,” he shushed her. “do you want to come inside for a bit?” she nodded after a moment, heading into the backroom with henry. he gave her a bottle of water and wrapped a heavy coat over her shoulders. “i know it’s nothin’ much, but i’m afraid it’s the best we got.” she thanked him and curled the soft material around her tightly. 
henry’s boss had so generously let him off early after he explained the situation. he thought the best idea would be to take her home with him so he could make sure she was safe until she had a more long-term place to stay.
she walked home with his arm fixed firmly around her shoulders, yet she still couldn’t help but check over her shoulder while they were alone on the empty road or the dark sidewalk. henry was amazed she let him touch her so much when she seemed to be quite jumpy, but he wasn’t complaining. 
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they arrived home and, thankfully, tallulah was asleep in her bedroom instead of passed out on the couch for once. he realized he’d never asked about how she felt physically, too preoccupied with worrying about her mental state instead. “are you hurt? do you need to take anything?” he offered up a bottle of painkillers in case she was injured, but her reaction said it all. 
she pulled her knees to her chest, shaking her head vehemently as she tucked it against her legs. he’d been confused at first, but he understood his mistake and quickly put the bottle away. it breaks his heart that she’d even think he harbored any ill intentions, but he reasoned that she’d clearly been through something traumatic and was just trying to protect herself. 
“that’s okay, i’m sorry.” henry apologized quickly. “can i make you somethin’ to eat?” she shook her head, looking up at him with glassy eyes.
“can i just go to bed, please?” she asked in a fragile tone that just about broke his heart. the poor girl looked so panicked and frightened, like the stray puppy that wanders into your yard that you can’t help but pet. 
  “of course you can, follow me.” he led her up the stairs into his bedroom, giving her a t-shirt to change into and leaving a glass of water on the nightstand. he figured she needed space, so he headed towards the door. “i’ll be downstairs on the couch if you need me. good ni-”
  “wait!” she blurted out, causing henry to let go of the handle. “can you stay in here tonight? l-like on the floor, or something?” she asked shyly, her worried gaze peeking out from underneath the covers. 
this girl was just too precious. he couldn’t even possibly think of anything she might’ve done to be mistreated, presumably by someone close to her. he marveled at her boldness and braveness letting someone so close to her and leaving herself so vulnerable in a stranger’s home. he couldn’t help but say yes to her, so he gathered a few blankets and pillows and set them up on the floor.
he noticed her staring at the artwork that adorned his walls, and a small smile formed on his face. “did you paint these?” she queried, looking at all of the paintings that ranged from rather small to ones that took up an entire wall. 
  “i did. do you like ‘em?” he pulled his shirt off, pulling on a pair of pajama pants and sitting on the corner of the bed, still maintaining a good distance from her. he wasn’t going to get any closer unless she explicitly allowed it, lest he cause her to panic again. 
  “i do, they’re really pretty.” she complimented. henry secretly hoped whatever they had going on would last long enough for him to paint a portrait of her, but he didn’t feel now was an appropriate time to ask. 
he laid down in his makeshift lower bunk and curled into the blankets. he was expecting her to be asleep, so he was a little surprised when she spoke quietly. “thank you for letting me stay here, henry.”
he had no idea she actually remembered, or even heard his name, but he blushed nonetheless. “no problem, sweetheart. it was the least i could do.” after a few minutes of silence, he heard some soft, even breaths, so he safely assumed she was asleep. 
suddenly, henry heard the shifting of the sheets and a little moan while she moved into a new position and slung an arm off the mattress. he was tempted to tuck it back up onto the bed so she’d be more comfortable, but judging by her stillness in this new spot, she didn’t seem to be uncomfortable. he slowly reached out and intertwined his fingers with hers that were hanging next to him. 
she subconsciously tightened her grasp on his hand, making his heart melt a bit further. “don’t worry, you’re safe here.”
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i debated breaking this into two parts, but i think it’s more satisfying as one so here you go 😌
i really need to stop writing things where the reader is the baby but i can’t help it 🥺🥺
anyway, tags: @emmyrosee @jadelynlace @copper-boom @manicpixiedreamguurl @little-grunge-flowerz @hecohansen31 @goblincxnt @lihikainanea​ @bill-skarsgard-owns-my-ass​
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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my world is hanging in someone else’s hands - henry pearl
henry pearl x reader
title from “suns coming up” by tame impala
notes: i saved a bunch of these prompt generator posts bc theyre SO CUTE
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not that he would ever tell his sweet y/n, but one of henry’s biggest insecurities was not letting her live her life. he was worried she wouldn’t be able to relax and enjoy the joys of life if she had to wait until nighttime to do anything with him.
she made him abundantly aware of her love and adoration for him at the beginning of their relationship.
“you know i would die for you, pearl. all you have to do is say the word.” she beamed, lifting his chin up and giving him a sweet peck on the cheek.
“oh, darlin’,” he blushed bright red, pulling her against his slender form.
“you’re too darn cute!” she gushed. “i really do mean it, though. don’t feel like you’re holding me back, or anything. you’re the light of my life, sweetcheeks.”
he always held that memory close to heart, cherishing it every time it crossed his mind.
that being said, her promise didn’t stop her from getting tired soon after they’d gone out together.
the two had spent the night on the beach, coming home covered in a light dusting of sand and smelling strongly of salt.
they showered off and were now laying in bed. y/n rubbed at her heavy eyes, sitting up to stay awake as long as she could.
“‘m sorry, henry. i should be staying up with you.” she slurred, blinking the sleep from her eyes.
“it’s okay, sugar. get some sleep, it’s fine.” he reassured her, running his fingers through the slick, wet strands of her hair.
“no, not just yet. why don’t you read me one of them books you’re readin’ all the time?” she requested, curling up into his side.
he picked one up he thought she’d like, starting from the very beginning, even though he’d read it many times over.
“the boy with the fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon. though he had taken off his school sweater and trailed it now from one hand, his grey shirt stuck to him and his hair was plastered to his forehead,” henry turned to check on her, only to see she was out cold, nose nuzzled against the column of his throat.
he smiled down at her and coiled an arm around her waist to pull her closer. henry was able to read another chapter before his exhaustion caught up to him, passing out with the bridge of his book against his nose, pages softly brushing his cheeks with each breath.
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tags: @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @mxnstersarehuman @skrsgardspam @goblincxnt @little-grunge-flowerz @manicpixiedreamguurl @shenevertricks1831 @hecohansen31
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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years
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i found this relationship alphabet on @imaginethatawriter and i thought it was really cute, so i thought i’d open it up to you guys to request which characters you’d like to see!!
A - Activity (what is their favorite activity to do with you?)
B - Beginnings (how do they act in the beginning of a relationship?)
C - Communication (are they good communicators? how do they normally talk about their problems or solve issues?)
D - Drunk (what are they like when they’re drunk?)
E - Emergency (how are they in emergency situations? you get hurt, they get hurt, someone is dying etc...)
F - Free Spot (i’ll give you any headcanon i come up with)
G - Gifts (what kind of gifts do they give? what kind of gifts do they get?)
H - Hugs (how do they show affection/cuddle?)
I - Irritation (what is something that irritates them? how do they show their irritation?)
J - Jackpot (how would they spend their winnings if they won the lottery?)
K - Kryptonite (what is their ultimate weakness?)
L - Laughter (what makes them laugh?) 
M - Morning (how do they wake up in the morning? are they a morning person or a morning grouch?)
N - Needy (when do they feel particularly needy? how do they show it?)
O - Oasis (where is their happy place? where would they go if they didn’t have anything holding them back?)
P - Pain (how do they handle pain? how do they handle when you are in pain?)
Q - Quote (what’s a quote that fits them and your relationship?)
R - Reunion (how do they celebrate seeing you after a long time of being apart?)
S - Stress (what stresses them out? how do they deal with stress and how do they relieve it?)
T - Terror (what are they afraid of?)
U - Unique (what is a quirk that is unique to them?)
V - Violence (do they fight a lot? are they a good fighter? what is their fighting style?)
W - Wow (what do you do that really surprises them? what do you do that they really like?)
X - (explicit headcanon. for all you degenerates)
Y - Yucky (is there something that grosses them out so badly they can’t deal with it?)
Z - ZZZs (what are their sleeping habits? both with and without you?)
feel free to request the whole alphabet or just a few letters for any of cody or bill’s characters 😊
also please don’t hate me for this but i’m afraid no one is gonna see this (and i typed it all out for NOTHING) so i’m gonna TAG PEOPLE IM SORRY 🥺 @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @jadelynlace @manicpixiedreamguurl
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hecohansen31 · 4 years
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Writing Challenge
(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!
Since I haven’t properly celebrated my 1K (I swear I didn’t forget about it, the motivation has just been lacking), I wanted to try to do a small writing challenge, mostly because I have seen that they are pretty popular and I hope they might help you canalize some energy and not think about outside.
So, I hope you’ll like the idea and partecipate!
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RULES:
You don’t have to follow me (but if you want to, I’d absolutely love it!).
You have till the 30st June, but if you need more time don’t hesitate to ask, we don’t have any hurry sweetie.
The prompts are divided in two cathegories: writing prompts based on my favorite bookish quotes,and writing prompts based on ideas more like aesthetical (that you can use as title of your fic, plot or as quotes in the fic), the latter ons can also be used my people who create moodboards/aesthetics!
You can obviously chose more than one prompt, but I’d suggest you just limit it to two prompt for fic, and also you can mix and match the two lists.
You can also choose a prompts already chosen by somebody else, just make sure you won’t be writing for the same character, so that we can have more diversity through it all.
Send me a DM/ask to let me know for which character and for which prompt you’ll like specifying the list (I won’t accept entries through reblog).
You can absolutely use your own characters other than reader inserts, and other than that you can also use other characters from the shows or not.
The characters that you can write for are: Michael Langdon, Duncan Shepherd, Jim Mason, Xavier Plympton, Any Character from ‘Vikings’, any of BIll Skarsgard Characters (Roman Godfrey, Axel Cluney, MIckey, Henry Pearl, Henry Deaver, Mark, Gordan Merkel....) Peter Rumancek.
After you are done with the fic, pubblish it, tagging me in it (if you see that I don’t reply to it please just send it to me through DMs).
If you chose a bookish prompt, please credit the author.
If you have any question you are more than welcome to DM me for any information, believe me I am absolutely more approachable than I look.
If you need a moodboard for the fics, you can also DM me to make you one.
If you want, you can absolutely share this I would love it!
And now, ladies and gentleman here are the prompts!
CONCEPTS (also for moodboards creators)
1)      A Fairy Tale With a Twist.
2)      The Bad Guy Isn’t So Bad.
3)      The One Who Stayed. by @barnzbucky​
4)      Cruel and Cold Youth.
5)      Hair of Gold and Hair of Silver.
6)      The Princess Is Bored  by @lordsexmachine​
7)      Happiness Is Not Simple.
8)      Raising Yourself From The Bed Is Actually Easier Than You Think.
9)      If Princesses Stood With Dragons, What Would Happen?
10)   Eyes That Can Charm Any Man.
11)   Love Isn’t So Bad If Mixed With Poison.
12)   The Only Fire That Burns Brighter.
13)   Lord of Nothing, Lady of Everything.
14)   Heavy Crown of Thorns, You Carry, Sir.
15)   Relaxing? More Like Hiding From The World.
QUOTES:
1)       “If you hurt me, I wouldn't cry. I would hurt you back.”, “The Cruel Prince” by Holly Black. by @geekandbooknerd​
2)      “You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.”, “Heir of Fire” by Sarah J. Maas. by @geekandbooknerd​
3)      “Don't feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.”, “A Court of Thorns And Roses” by Sarah J. Maas. @geekandbooknerd​
4)      “Some things are destined to be -- it just takes us a couple of tries to get there.”, “Lover Mine” by J. R. Ward.
5)      “Love makes you a liar.” by Cassandra Clare by @maggiescarborough​
6)      “My soul sees its equal in you.”, “The Wrath And The Dawn” by Renee Ahdieh.by @maggiescarborough​
7)      “The heart is an arrow. It demands aim to land true.”, “Six Of Crows” by Leigh Bardugo. by @geekandbooknerd​
8)     “She burned too bright for this world.”, “Wuthering Heights” by Emily Bronte.
9)      “I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”, “Little Women” by Louisa May Alcott.
10)  “Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more”, “Carmen V” by Catullus.
11)    “If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!”, “Frankenstein” by Mary Shelley.
12)   “I choose you over everyone.”, “Fangirl” by Rainbow Rowell.
13)   “You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.”, “Carry On” by Rainbow Rowell.
14)   “Don't panic. Are you sitting? You probably don't need to sit. Well, possibly. At least lean on something.”, “The Raven Boys” by Maggie Stiefvater.by @youbloodymadgenius​
15)   “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”, “The Song of Achilles” by Madeline Milller.
16)   “I appear to have misplaced the fucks I give for what you think.”, “Nevernight” by Jay Kristoff.
17)   “I lost myself the moment I found you.”, “Hot White Kiss” by J. L. Armentrout.
18)  “You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”, “Harry Potter And The Order of The Phonix” by J. K. Rowling.
19)   “A pretty face, a devious mind and a ruthless nature.”, “Captive Prince” by C. S. Pacat.
20) “I am a bad person trying very hard to be a good person.”, “The Raven King” by Nora Sakavic by @lol-haha-joke​
21)   “I apologize for anything I might have done. I was not myself.” “I apologize for shooting you in the leg.” (…) “I was myself entirely.”, “A Darker Shade of Magic” by V. E. Schwab.
22)  “I think you’re a fairy tale. I think you’re magical, and brave, and exquisite. And I hope you'll let me be in your story.”, “Strange The Dreamer” by Laini Taylor by @manicpixiedreamguurl​
23)  “Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.”, by Ovid.
Have a nice challenge sweetie!
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