#nothing like being embraced AA

[dmbakura]

It's clear throughout the game that he absolutely does not hate the idea of having his own spawn(s) and the ability to control people. He did not "become what he hates". Even without that, there are pretty blatant distinctions between AA and Cazador. Is it healthy behavior for a relationship? No. But again, I think damning someone to a life of never being able to see the sun again, and not being able to go outdoors during the day without fear of literally dying simply so they don't have power is also not very good.

Why did you send this to me? Have I even been arguing this points recently to get this out of the blue? Anyways

[EXTREMELY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER NOISE]

Nobody argues he isn't an opportunistic power hungry little shit but he actually DOES express relief at not having any spawn post Cazador encounter (if not ascended.) Also he never expresses specific interest in making spawn of his own pre-ascension.

Nobody argues he's exactly 1:1 like Cazador either. There isn't enough story content to say if he'll be better or worse than Cazador in the long run, but that isn't relevant to the cycle of abuse themes present in the story. The ascended ending is the ending where he's unable to move past his fear, and so he consolidates power because that is, from his own perspective, the only option he has to feel safe. Tav enables his behavior, and this leads to the deaths of 7000. He starts emulating Cazador's behavior, right down to the "rules" imposed on him. Within the game itself, there are plenty of dialogue options directly comparing him to Cazador. This is not subtext! This is an intentional parallel that exists in the game for a narrative reason! "Astarion doesn't torture Tav" yeah OK, I'm sure Cazador thought he was a merciful master compared to Vellioth too. Abusers often consider themselves "kind" compared to whoever had power over them, and disparage their victim for being "ungrateful." Hmm. What is Astarion doing in the epilogue where he and Tav have a fight at the party? Subconsciously or not, he does become what he hates. You even acknowledge this is not healthy! Why is it such a stretch to think the writers are intentionally trying to make a point with him? Why does this behavior not exist in the spawn ending? Just THINK for one second.

As for the sun thing. If you value him walking in the sun that much, that's fine. He doesn't seem to though, given he either immediately starts talking about blotting it out and holes up in Cazador's palace (if ascended) or gets over it and fully embraces the dark (if spawn).

There is nothing wrong with ascending him, but my fucking god bro the constant disregard if very blatant themes in his story is fucking crazy. You could have just kept this to yourself and written your own fanfic or post or whatever but you brought it directly to my inbox for some reason.

#do people just send me this dumb inane shit because they want to be humiliated or what #or is it some ploy so i write more meta #ascended astarion

[plasmasimagination]

Hi I’m hoping that your match up’s are still open, but if there’s to many idc if you can’t get to mine 😭 if it’s alright can I get a match up for HSR and/or Genshin I don’t mind either

I’m an INFP and I’m a quiet individual practically around everyone that I meet. I try to make conversations as best as I can, and I tend to put my attention on everything and everyone that’s around (I get distracted so easily unless I’m focused really hard on something that I love). It takes me a while to open up to someone to the extent where I can be more talkative and silly with them. I’m pretty creative with a lot of things and like to share my ideas with people who have similar interests. The only thing is that I tend to be quiet about a lot of things especially when it bothers me so I just remain silent until the time is brought up (it ranges from 2 weeks to 2 years tbh cause I have this underlying fear of making people upset with me)

The things that I like to do is drawing, writing, playing video games and talking to friends. I know a lot of things about marine biology so I tend to ramble a lot about sea creatures and tell random facts about them. I also love music and like to share playlist with close friends. My love language is quality time, gifts and physical touch. Honestly I don’t really care if that person I’m with is doing something else or nothing at all, just being with them is fine enough for me.

I’m not to picky but as long as they listen to whatever I talk about I’m fine with whatever.

Hopefully this was good enough to put AA—

Hellooou darling

You didn't mention if you want male or females, so I just gave you a male from genshin and female from hsr

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CHILDE

Your creativeness, would fit well with Childe's appreciation different forms of expression.

He'd find joy in hearing you talk/ show him about something you wrote / drew

The fact that you have the habit on focusing intensely on things a lot is also similar to childe when he's in battle, so he understands the devotion and often attempts to help you out in certain things

Childes nature between being stubborn and going headfirst into fights to being calmer and talkative , mirrors your shy and then chatty nature with close friends

Much like your efforts to make conversations, Childe similiary adapts to different situations and engages with those around him!

HIMEKO

Himeko is calm and collected

Himeko appreciates your quiet and calm attitude, she thinks that quiet people have a certain kind of charm to them

She's also very proud of you when you do make conversations with people, after all she wants nothing but pure happiness for you

She finds your hobbies quite interesting, and asks you about them a lot, asks to read your writings or see your art.

Himeko usually encourages you to tell people whenever something's bothering you and not bottle it up

Just as she encourages you to talk to her, she freaking loves talking to you

Himeko meets your love languages, some atleast, hers are quality time and physical touch, but she's also a fan of words of affirmations and gift giving

She prefers to spend a lot time with you, just sitting in each others embrace or simply enjoying sitting in the same room

And don't be surprised if you receive a few gifts here and there :}

#honkai star rail #hsr x reader #genshin fluff #honkai star rail x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact x reader #honkai x reader #genshin headcanons #himeko x reader #himeko x y/n #himeko x you #childe x gender neutral reader #tartaglia x reader #tartagalia headcanons #tartaglia x you #tartaglia x y/n

[eriexplosion]

Idk how to copy paste emoji on phone very well but Happy, Angsty, Shippy and Family for Echo Badbatch and Athelstan Vikings bc I am, nothing if not Predictable. Also Crosshair bc ilu 💜

*Rubs my gay little hands together* Hope you're ready to read because I am not joking when I say all this came out to over 1500 words.

Echo first, our beloved sad bby.

🟡 - Happy

99 Always watched over their batch from the very beginning and probably the first real memory they have of an ori'vod paying specific attention to them was 99 stopping what he was doing to check on them after a hard training session. It was right after they got their name, when they still very much did not appreciate it, and the best way they could think of to protest was to go to the opposite end and just completely clam up. Can't be an Echo if you just don't talk. 99 aas the one to check on them all crammed up in a tiny corner and he coaxed them out and got them talking again - when he talked, he made it seem okay to be an Echo, and that was a first step to embracing the name their batch gave them, even if it still took some time to completely accept it.

...This came out more bittersweet than fully happy but. I TRIED.

🔴 - Angsty/Sad

Rex had to be the one to bring Fives up to them after they were rescued. Not because they weren't thinking about him, they were, ever since they came out of the fridge and saw that he wasn't there to greet them. But they knew Fives wouldn't have EVER passed up the chance to save them, so... if he isn't here, they already know why. It'll be painful to find out how he died, they know he's dead, and they're already in so much pain as it is both emotionally and physically that they've been terrified to bring it up. Rex knows what they're doing, so he lets it go for a little while but he can't let them leave with the batch without having this conversation, which is just as painful as they both expected it to be.

🟣 - Romantic/Sexual/Shippy

Echo is SO so shy when it comes to romance, especially coming into the Batch. They're the New person and very much coming in on a highly established team with longstanding relationships between them, and they didn't come in with expectations of ever being anything but the outsider. They are in fact SO resigned to always being the outsider that they do not notice they're being flirted with for several weeks. Tech is the first one to give up on subtlety and just ask them if they're interested in being more than Squadmates.

👪 - Family

Echo, as a reg, has the best relationship with the vode in general. Where the batch is super reluctant to intermingle due to the general tensions that have managed to root in between them and the regs, to Echo they're still very much important Family. And so they take it super personally when things keep erupting into food fight violence. They really thought they'd have more time to try to work on getting everyone to get along.

Unfortunately, instead, Order 66 happened. And now not even their batch family is together anymore. This is just going to make them more desperate though to make everyone get along as they meet up with more vode, though, because goddamnit there are not enough clones left to be fighting like this.

Crosshair next to keep the Batch babes together:

🟡 - Happy

He's actually in a good mood much more often than most people would assume, he just doesn't show it in ways that anyone outside of his batch would notice. Happy Crosshair tends to sit closer to people, sometimes lean his whole weight on them, it's like having a cat really. People that aren't used to it tend to think he's trying to aggressively get in their space to prove a point, which is what Echo thought at first when he started planting himself directly in their way all the time until they actually got to know him more.

🔴 - Angsty/Sad

Do I dare do the Lula headcanon? Do I? I think I do.

Lula wasn't always just the name of a stuffed toy. Once, a few regs got their hands on a tooka that they brought back to Kamino for the cadets to take a look at, since the kids don't get off planet except for the occasional starship tour bringing back small animals is always a huge hit for the children.

Wrecker managed to get his hands on the little tooka and brought it back to their room, named her Lula, and absolutely adored the little creature just as much as he loves his Lula now. It's adorable. But this is a Crosshair headcanon, so where does he come in?

Well, the kaminoans didn't think much of the distraction of a pet, but they let Wrecker keep it for a short while because they saw potential for a test. She turns up missing Wrecker is losing his entire mind, and in the middle of it all Crosshair gets called in for a solo test. There's just one target, and the real test isn't if he can hit her it's if he'll do what he's told even though it will destroy Wrecker. He does, but not because of any real will to follow orders, he just knows it will be worse for them if he doesn't. He makes the replacement Lula to try to make up for it - it's not the same, but it's all he can do. (If this sounds similar to my Twelve Seconds fic it's because I imagine they did this to him multiple times with increasingly brutal targets to make sure he actually would shoot anything he was directed to before putting the batch out in the field.)

🟣 - Romantic/Sexual/Shippy

He probably gets the most hookups outside of the batch and literally no one knows HOW he manages this, because it's not his pleasant demeanor. Hitting on people usually takes the form of antagonizing them and seeing if they smack him or make out with him first and somehow people keep taking the second one.

He also tends to mood drop after them, but still won't recognize that this probably means there's something he's not getting out of it (like actual companionship) and so he comes back upset half the time to lay down with one of them and Radiate Sadness. Usually Wrecker, because he has the most Comforting presence and they've been together the longest by FAR.

👪 - Family

It is pretty much his only priority at all actually. There is a reason he takes it SO hard when he thinks they've abandoned him and it's because he has genuinely not at any point bothered to find anything else to live for. (And the reason he's still going at this point is that he does hope that they'll push back against his attitude and just make him come home so he can save face by not having been the one to give in first.)

Also the softest part of his brain really envies the life Cut and his family have, far away from fighting, but he tries not to listen to that part of himself because he's 1000% sure that kind of life is not for them.

And SOFT BOY ATHELSTAN:

🟡 - Happy

Athelstan keeps all of his journals as they fill up, so that he can look back on them and reflect. This means that he ends up with dozens of these, and he can open any of them to a random page and easily guess when he did it just by what he finds there. Even if it's just a sketch, how he draws the world and people around him changes as he shifts from being afraid to truly feeling like he belongs.

This means he can go back and usually pinpoint right around where he started to fall in love with someone, because he can see it in how his art of them changes.

🔴 - Angsty/Sad

Even years down the line he still has nightmares about his dead brothers. He's tried to move on from it and make peace and in many ways he has, but the nightmares haven't gone anywhere. Sometimes he thinks he's forgotten his brothers faces but then the bad dreams make it very much apparent that he hasn't.

These are also the only dreams that Ragnar can't help much with, which drives him insane because Ragnar HATES to think there's anything he can't fix. But this is one of them.

🟣 - Romantic/Sexual/Shippy

His favorite way to wake up is kisses, so he gets them every morning now from SOMEONE. Usually Ragnar or Floki will get him up this way but if they're not available metamours will do it (Helga especially loves to give him an adorable kiss to the cheek and make him make a SQUEAK of surprise.)

Of course being in a partner's arms just makes it better, please hold him while he wakes up. (This also helps when he's been having bad dreams, which he has OFTEN. As long as they're not the above mentioned brother nightmares that is.)

👪 - Family

So obviously my headcanons and fic go off the rails sometime around season three but I adore Alfred too much to let him go just because of something as small as 'Athelstan isn't fucking Judith in this version' so therefore. Athelstan has baby Alfred with someone else, in this verse Helga. They're not Together as a couple, but they're close and Helga is happy to parent a child with him, once a polycule becomes Complex enough it's all just coparenting anyway.

Also they're precious together so sue me. He loves her, and whether it's romantic or not really doesn't matter to him, she's just important to him.

#Eri Answers #The Bad Batch #cloneshipping #Vikings #My Vikings headcanons become increasingly specific and more unhinged from canon but you know #we're having fun here #headcanon posts

[hologramcowboy]

Warning: Rant Ahead

Given that a certain blog received complaints about me, unfounded and rudely written ( illiterate too and no doubt sent from the same I.P. address lol), I feel it's time to clarify: If by reading my posts you cannot tell how much I value Jensen and want him to succeed then I feel sorry for you because you most likely are too infatuated with him to views all of his aspects. A person isn't just perfect and they should never be, we all have things we could work on, myself included. In Jensen's case, stating that he needs to get private training coming from a person who has experience in the field is a truth and it has nothing to do with hating on anyone. Please stop trying to vilify opinions that are technical and even regular ones, people are afraid to express opinions within the fandom out of fear of being bullied and attacked. Is that the legacy you want to create within the fandom? If you dislike ANYTHING on my blog, unfollow me, block me or block the tags you dislike. It's up to you to manage your online experience, I'm no one's slave and my opinions are worthy, not only that, they are the result of years and years of study. So, yes, I express them with confidence. I've never used hate language relating to Jensen (or anyone for that matter) so please stop trying to create drama because you are too immature or lack experience to comprehend what I write and where it's coming from. I feel so blessed to get so many brilliant anons that it baffles me when I see people going around twisting their opinions and turning them into reasons to create drama. The internet doesn't owe you living up to your feelings, no one can manage your feelings but You. So if you can't embrace diversity of thought, feeling and opinion then instead of going around playing "fandom despot" please just stay off the internet or manage your experience like a responsible person. Hating is what you are doing, taking honest opinions and turning them into something evil simply because you want to control everyone. If you did your research, you would learn that no performer can improve without critical feedback. Oh and by the way, there's no actor on the planet that would not die to read things about his/her performance that point to things that could be improved. What is it do you think acting class is for?? That's just one example, look, if you don't know how things work within a certain industry stop twisting opinions of those who do have a clue. That's like a layperson picking on the opinion of someone who spent years and years studying a craft.

Considering only one sided views is the most toxic, dis-empowering thing you could do for a person, creating a 'safe' bubble(or should I call it control?) that ensures they will not be able to reach new heights, self improve or handle upcoming challenges yet you AAs or whatever it is you name yourselves fully believe that any opinion that isn't "Jensen is God" is evil, that's cult like behavior and your fanaticism is extremely dangerous not to mention extremely limiting to Jensen who can never get a real sense of who he is and what his strengths and weaknesses are because all he gets reflected back is a false image built by you on exaggerated perceptions and lust. So, if you are looking for someone to blame for toxicity within the fandom, look in the mirror first.

#anti AAs

[royal-confessions]

“I know that I might be the only one, but I don’t like Queen Maxima. Her expressions and the way she dresses is really cringe in my pov. I mean, I’m a Latina too, but when I see people around me, they don’t express themselves like her. I just think she is too much. If you are going do marry someone from another country that has nothing do to with your culture, you have to try to fit in, to ajuste yourself to be at least like your new country. I’m not saying that she should ignore her culture and background, that would souls like she is ashamed of her ruts. But try to find a balance, you know? Try to find a middle ground. Be yourself, be a Latina, but also try to embrace being a Dutch, you married the future, now, King. Your point aa Crown Princess, and then Queen, should be to try to unite your new country. If you don’t behave like your people, how can they relate to you as Queen?” - Submitted by Anonymous

#queen maxima

[aseriesofunfortunatejan]

writing request: Trucy Wright hears Apollo's ringtone and finds it cute (it's Lamirroir's theme)

Thank you for your request ✨

Being that I know who sent this anon, I feel comfortable mentioning that Lamiroir isn't a character I would exactly describe as my favourite. Her relationship to Apollo and Trucy as a mother is an element of AA4+ I don't enjoy. However – this might exactly be what makes this prompt interesting. I get to explore a facet of how Apollo and Trucy might feel about it, from my point of view, and think about ways in which I can make a part of the story I don't favour work positively for me.

Hopefully this'll be an enjoyable read to any AA fan, whether they like these characters most or not 👀

Fandom: Ace Attorney (AA4+) Characters: Apollo Justice, Trucy Wright

Sugar, Sugar... O that night, in your embrace... When you stole away the... nananaaah...

... "- Argh! My phone!" Unused to his own ring tone, Apollo was about to catch himself humming The Guitar's Serenade when he suddenly realises someone is calling him. Darting up from his seat, he looks all around the desk with an exaggeratedly panicked look on his face.

The desk is covered in files, stationary, and various knick knacks, and his cellphone does not stand out from the mess. Caught in the middle of re-re-reorganising his computer files, Apollo stands still for a few seconds while his ring tone continues to go off. "- Pffff..." He realises that this is nothing worth panicking over, but he should really calm down and get to finding his phone before it stops ringing. After letting out a long sigh, he widens his eyes to concentrate on every thing that's laid out in front of him...

Let's see... No... Not here... Not here either... How about... ... "- Hey Polly, what's this song?"

... "- Hey Po—HEEEEYY! POOOOLLLYYY! - AaaaAAAAAH! - Aaaah!" Finally noticing Trucy's presence, Apollo, who had been focusing on nothing but differentiating his cellphone from the mess on his desk, jumps a little too high, scaring her at the same time. "- Jeez Polly, what's your problem?! - What's your—What's yours?!" Red in the face, he starts to slap his hand all around his seat, without breaking eye contact with Mr. Wright's daughter. "- I don't have a problem, I'm just asking what's that song your phone is playing." Quickly bored of the pouty face she decided to pull, she reverts back to her usual calm, amused state. Apollo, however, is still on a mission. "- It's my ring tone, Trucy, and I'm looking for it! - Oh..." She stays silent for a few seconds at least, and the lawyer, taking the opportunity to stare at the desktop a bit more, doesn't notice her head slowly turning to the middle of the room. "- Just where did I put it?! - Uhmm..." After another, briefer pause, Trucy takes a short inspiration before asking: "- Your phone... You don't mean, the one's that ringing right now? On the couch? Just here? - ...What?" Oh no. It's that feeling yet again. The immediate embarrassment that overtakes him and makes him feel like he was just punched in the face. Apollo raises his head, much too aware that Trucy is probably right. "- Aaaaaand it's done ringing. - Aaarghhh..." The lawyer lets himself fall back butt first onto his seat. It's fine... It wasn't mean to be. "- Aren't you gonna..? - No. They'll call back. - Suuuure. Okay." Shrugging it off, Trucy takes a peek at the phone's screen before walking closer to the desk. "- So, are you gonna answer my question, now? - What question? - What's the song? Your ring tone, I mean. - Oh..." Accustomed to these blows to his ego, Apollo recovers quickly. Still, for some reason, he stares at the phone from a distance, for about a minute, in complete silence.

Thank God for Trucy's patience. "- You know it better than I do, don't you? - Well, it sounds familiar, but I can't place it. That's why I'm asking about it. - Ah. It's that song, from the concert with Lamiroir, uuuh... uuuuuhhh... - Oh! Ooooh! That's ri—The Guitar's Serenade! Yes! - Y-Yep, that's right." Is that what the song's called? "- Oooh, I love it! I didn't expect you to set it as your ring tone, Polly!" Unsure what to do with that information, Apollo nods without much enthusiasm. Now why did I do that, again? "- It's really... Hmm... Let's say, it's a bit more wholesome than what I would expect from you," she continues. "- What? What do you mean by that? I'm a very positive person— - Suuure... But you're bit more, hmm... Stre... Oh, uh, whatever! - Sorry..? - It's cute, really." He doesn't trust that giggle of hers. "- What's cute about it? - Hmm... Hmmmmmm..." Even he can tell she's hesitating to say something that might embarrass him. And with a smile, too. "- Hmmmmmmm... Well, it's a Gavinners' song. - That's no— - Co-written by Klavier Gavin himself, no less. - That is not why I picked it! - Reeaaally? - Really!" Once again, his face is becoming about as red as his suit. To be teased by a teenage girl at his place of work is—aaargh! The music that darned prosecutor puts out is ridiculous, and he does not care for it. "- Then what's the reason? - It's..!" ...It's somewhere inside his head, for sure. There must have been a reason he picked it... Uuuuh... "- Jeez, it's, uh... It's a popular song. Everyone and their grandmother uses it. - Oh Polly, that is not the reason you would do anything. - ...Touché." She's too smart, that girl. The actual reason was... Hmm... When was it even..? ...Hmm... It was... ... Oh. Pff. It's suddenly obvious again. Trucy's inquisitive attitude overwhelmed him as always, and he's now left to look odd as usual, when this decision had always just made sense. "- Right, uh... It's some sort of a keepsake, is all. - Of what? Or who? - Oh, c'mon. It's just a way to remember a client we helped. It's not every case that we're led to attend and repeatedly re-explore a musical performance. - Hmm, I see." Oddly enough, this answer satisfied the girl. She turns her back to Apollo and walks up to the couch again. "- I wonder," she goes on. "- Hmm? - There's something soothing about it. - The song..? Yes, I agree. - Lamiroir, she seems very... Personable. Her singing is engaging in that way. - That's true." As a performer herself, Trucy must be sensitive to this impression of another artist... ...Jeez, now that I thought that, I feel bad for complaining about the Gavinners' performances when she likes them.

"- I guess... If you were going to keep it as your ring tone, you're lucky your clients turned out to be a pair of good artists, aren't you? - Yeah... That's for sure."

He might not have decided to use it if that hadn't been the case, though... "- Oh!" Leaning against the couch, Trucy notices the screen of Apollo's phone turning on before it starts to ring again. Although set a bit loud, a pleasant melody resonates in the office.

She grabs the cellphone and reads the name on-screen. "- Kla-vier... - Ack..! Give it!" A newly overwhelmed Apollo messily stands up from his chair and runs in Trucy's direction. "- Teehee!" The magician is a very kind boss, thankfully, and hands it to him right away.

#writing requests #ace attorney #apollo justice ace attorney #apollo justice #trucy wright

[poe-tic-a]

So yeah how does it feel to finally lose him? Does it bring you pain?

Yeah,,, it kinda hurt to remember how i have always wanted him to be the one, how i have always rooted for him since like forever, how i have always given him the chance just because i trust him, that much. It feels like when you were a kid, you were watching a film, and you wanted the character you have always been rooting for to win, but the character ended up failing. And then the story ended, you turned off the tv and just sat there with your grief....

The most hurtful thing about it is that, i feel like i frequently rooted for the wrong person? Someone that i have always trusted and believed ended up failing... ame, aa, kak arras, kak rafif, and then elza...

And the esp hurtful part about elza is that, i gave him not only 1 chance (unlike the other), i gave him so many chances, i put my prayers on him, i have never been this "let's put effort in this one person you love sincerely" kind of person before. And the fact that it still failed kinda stings....

I thought if i am open enough, if i am honest enough, if i put my best efforts, this time is going to be different... but it's not. It's the same story over and over again. But i accept it tho, this is just living proof that whatever is not meant for me, will not be for me, even when i "move" mountain. If Allah said "it's not the best for you that's why I'm not giving it to you" then it will go according to His best and wisest decree.

So yeah perhaps theeee most painful thing is always about my hope that is not going to be true and i have to accept that. I was lying if i said i had never hoped in him. In fact, my actions really showed how much i rooted for him. How much i have always wanted "please let it be you, please". I now want to acknowledge that, my hope that has been crushed, i want to acknowledge that instead of avoiding it. O have so much hope about elza, that's real. I have always wanted him to be the one who will spend the rest of my life -even the rest of the afterlife- with me.

But yeah, it was in the past. Lately, i just realized how uncomfortable i actually am around him, how inconsistently happy i am around him, and how unsafe i feel around him. That's a fact, that's the reality. He is nolonger the person i know will be there for me, he is nolonger the person i trust will always show up for me, he is nolonger the person i feel comfortable around with my raw skin. I feel like my nervous system is on fight or flight mode around him. Someone who once felt like home now felt like the coldest ocean. I couldn't let my nervous system and guard off around him. That's how it really feels right now, meeting him, talking to him, having a conversation with him. Because that's how he is -inconsistent.

And that made me feel like yeah, it's time. It's time to look at the real thing -the inconsistency- -the cold shoulder - the left on read messages - as it is. It's time to finally open my eyes and see. See the real relationship that has shattered. Literally shattered. And it is slipping down through my fingers. And there is nothing i can do other than letting it go and embracing it.

Setting him free from my own stories (whatever the version is), giving him the space he has always asked, is the last way i can show that, i once loved him, truthfully, and i once wanted him, in the future. The last kindness and compassion i will ever have the chance to show him. Because after this, it's not that i purposefully remove him from my life, it's just that, i know we grew apart and it's time to live our own life without intertwining it to each other. Live as a fully separate human being. And it's not like i will live my life erasing him. It just means i live my life and nolonger make it about him, nolonger relates myself to him. I am on my own. And that's okay.

And yeah on some days it will feel like the pain is attacking you out of nowhere or his absence feel like a cold wind that blews you through life. But that's okay, that will be a constant reminder that "he is nolonger here and i am surviving" that will ground me towards the reality that we are growing apart and we are shattering but that's okay. That's just a part of the life of this world. In this world, there is nothing and no one permanent anyway. It's just about time, and his time just came sooner than other people are. And that's okay. Allah knows better. Allah knows best.

One day i will miss his witty jokes or his out of now where wise side or miss the way he will just ask how my day was miss the way he shared his life miss the way he will atteilntively listen and respond. But that's okay, keep noticing it. His absence. So that you realize that you both are growing apart. So that you are in touch with the reality and go through it without any attachment left. So that you will finally be free.

You will always carry the part of him that splashed colors in your life. But now it is no longer shared memories, nor it is something that will directly correlate to him. It becomes yours, wholely. It is becoming your part of identity that is nolonger related to him. You no longer carry him around. You only carry the version of yourself that you like around. Because it's wholely yours now.

[la-jolie-mln-posts]

Caring for a child with addiction

One woman’s story on finding joy.

Moyra’s Story

Moyra and I met at a business dinner held last year at La Jolie MLN. It was a well-attended event, and each woman got the chance to give a bit of her background and talk about her business. It’s the way relationships are made, and the mix of talent was impressive.

A year later, our mutual friend Daisy Malek-Shadid, owner of La Jolie MLN, put us in touch so that I could interview Moyra for this story. It turns out we have something in common. I have 40 years of sobriety in AA, and Moyra has been playing a key role in her daughter’s fight with an eating disorder.

First a little background.

A retired nurse, Moyra has been working for the past 23 years as a wellness ambassador for Shaklee Corporation, a leading name in natural nutritional supplements. “I chose Shaklee,” she told me “because, although I wanted to work in the health industry, most supplements are unregulated and market themselves as “all natural’, although that is often not the case. Shaklee is different. They do clinical trials on every product they offer. And they have a chain of custody that goes all the way from raw materials to finished products. Shaklee is the one company that can - and does - make the claim ‘We are beyond organic.’”

How did you come to face addiction?

“Throughout the last 22 years, we’ve had four children; three boys and a girl. At 16 our daughter developed an eating disorder. It was a huge threat to us as a family; she would cycle in and out of treatment centers, and frankly, we didn’t know if she was going to live. As a mom with a long career in healthcare, it seems like a cruel irony. Why was this happening to us?

The statistics on eating disorders are frightening:

The most common age of onset is 12 to 25

Anorexia and bulimia affect about 2-3 percent of all women

Individuals who fall victim to these diseases tend to be perfectionistic, sensitive to criticism, and self-doubting

50 to 75% of patients eventually recover

Coping with an eating disorder

For Moyra, coping with her daughter’s condition ultimately demanded that she set boundaries. “That,” said Moyra “meant taking care of myself…actually putting myself first for a change.”

Moyra loved being a mom. “We had a schedule on the pantry door that listed all the games and swim meets, but when my daughter was overtaken by her addition, it absorbed my whole being. I was in a world of hurt. Friends said ‘You need to do something for yourself.’” And when I did that, it helped my daughter too.”

Dancing for joy

I decided to take ballroom dance lessons. It was something I watched on TV, and I loved the grace and fun of it. So, I thought why not? Lessons became a couple-of-times-a-week thing that soon turned into competitions. Very recently, I did a dance competition that was a combination of tango and cha-cha. My daughter came to watch, and when I got home, she said, “Mom, you’re killing it; you’re out there smiling and shaking your hips…I could feel the joy. I’m so proud of you.”

Moyra added, “Here’s something I learned. Boundaries let us set a living example of going for a full life. Over the years I’ve grown. As my daughter began to recover, she wrote me letters saying that as I found joy, it was an inspiration to her. I know now that there was nothing I could do until she was ready to help herself.”

Seeking help

Dancing brought me joy, but I used Al Anon, a 12-Step program to help me understand addiction and embrace a set of tools. I learned:

Get off the roller coaster; it’s your daughter’s experience

Learn all you can about eating disorders

Get a therapist for your daughter and one for yourself. This is essential to break the toxic codependency

Today

My daughter is doing well today. She lives one day at a time, has the support of a great therapist, and works her own program.

As a result of everything I’ve learned, I started a podcast called “Your Journey to Joy.” I believe it’s there everyone. Sometimes it’s the joy of dance, a good therapist, and learning how to let go. I also found great recovery in journaling. I recommend this to anyone on the journey to recovery. For me it was a life saver.

Get a copy of Moyra’s “Journal To Joy” at La Jolie MLN.

La Jolie MLN: ”It’s our mission to give young ladies the lessons all of you can share with us. So, let’s share our experiences, strength and stories.

I cordially invite you to join a cohort of empowered women. Please send your stories to [email protected]

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SCRIPTWRITING

In the bedroom of Chesca, she's trying the clothes bought by her parents.

Chesca: it seems that nothing fit to me (sighs)...... I'm going to sleep anyway

After cleaning, she sleep. When she wake up in the morning exactly at 5 am to fix her self to go to school. When she arrive, she mock by the mean girls named Rose, Lisa and Jenny.

Jenny: My goal body is slim but not like her

Lisa: Don't be mean (laughing)

Chesca: (sighs)

Chesca didn't fight back because if she do that, her body will dislocate even to small hit. After the class, she immediately run to avoid the mean girls. While walking, she noticed a new thrifting store and then she enter suprisingly she amazed to the clothes.

Chesca: How come the clothes are beautiful but still a cheap. I'll try to search.

She found a lot of small sizes then she try all the clothes in the fitting room.

Chesca: (shout) why my body changed? what happen?!

Other customer hear her so they asked her what's happening.

Customer: Ms. what happen?, are you okay?

Chesca: no nothing sorry hihi

(Chesca began to talk herself)

Chesca: oh my god, maybe it's my time to shine, maybe my prayers have been heard.

She's so happy and confident while excited to show ehr body to every people. A lot of customer confused to her body.

Customer 1: wait, what?

Customer 2: I think...... she's gorgeous

She came back home happily and it build her confident to embrace her body.

Chesca: I'm excited to school !!

She wake up so early and fixing herself. She is so excited to flex her new body to their campus. When her appearance arrive in the school, as expected, a lot of students amazed to her.

Student 1: is that Chesca?

Student 2: Whoaa-aa.. she's so beautiful

Bryce: I think I like her

George: her body is not like that yesterday

Bryce: It doesn't matter to me if she had a plastic surgery but now she's just so look good

Mark: I think it's not because surgery takes months to heal

George: yeah you're right, prolly we just underestimated her

(The mean girls see Chesca)

Jenny: what the-...

Rose: who the fuck is that? she look like Chesca

Lisa: are you idiot! she definitely Chesca

Rose: how come?

Jenny: I don't mind, let's befriend her

(The mean girls approached Chesca)

Jenny: Oh hi Chesca, how are you sis?

Chesca: hmmm..hi Jenny, I'm good

Jenny: We just wan to say sorry to you girl? can we be friends?

Chesca: sure, let's go

They all go to the classroom and a lot of boys simp to Chesca therefore many girls are insecure to her for being too gorgeous.

Tiffany: I swear to god, she have a secret like paddings. I'll smack her ass to know all this nonsense

(Tiffany smacked Chesca's ass)

Chesca: why did you do that?

Tiffany: uhmmm so-sorry I didn't ment to do that

Jenny: yes you did, why did you hi our bestfriend

Tiffany: are you kidding me? you're not bestfriend, you're bullying here

Jenny: shut up! guys did you see that?, she hit Chesca right?

(Other students start murmuring)

Student 1: such a brat

Student 2: yeah, what are her problems with that beautiful girl

From that day no one ever to try to hurt Chesca. She always have privilege to anything that she like. She got many opportunities and chose to be a model.

Model Agency: Is there anybody? (knocking)

Chesca: hello, what do you need?

(Model Agency amazed to her body)

Model Agency: we are the Level Up team, we're here to ask you if you want to be a model.

Chesca: what! are you sure? (shock), does my body is okay with that?

Model Agency: yes! indeed your body is perfect

Chesca: thankyou so much!

The Model Agency leave Chesca's house and Chesca sleep in a good mood. A weeks later she became more popular that leads her to be arrogant.

Mom: Chesca! wake up!, you have classes

Chesca: No! I don't want to go to school

Mom: Chesca, you many absents, to school

Chesca: I said I don't

Mom: whether you like it or not, go to school(shouting)

Chesca: why are y'all bullshit to my life !!

When she said that, her mother began to cry.

Mom: so you're grounded

Chesca felt bad but her pride is very high. She tried to sneak but her clothes are missing that is from thrifted. She become paranoid because she believe that it's her source of beauty. When she's parents leave, she exploit and sneak out.

Chesca: maybe they throw it , OMG it's not going to happen

While nervously walking, she wen to the thrifting store to buy clothes in case anyone recognize her.

Chesca: what!, closed! OMG it's not real , they haven't right to close

(smacking the gate)

Until she saw a fire on the back, near to the forest. She recognized that it's her parents and confused.

Chesca: what are they burning? oh no those are my clothes

(Chesca hear the conversation of her parents)

Mom: see? that's what happen, she become spoiled

Dad: yeah , we shouldn't ask for help in that witch.

Mom: we're jus helping our daughter but she changed. That's sad

Chesca began to cry and then parents noticed her.

Mom: Oh my daughter, what are you doing here, hmmm we're just camping tonight (awkward smile)

Dad: let's admit it

Chesca: I already know

Chesca run to her parents and hug them.

Chesca: I'm sorry Mom, Dad

Mom: I'm sorry too, my daughter

Chesca: It's okay mom, I love you

Mom and Dad: we love you too so much

They hug each other and go back to their home. On the next day, she go to school without wearing magical thrifted clothes but her confidence still there.

Bryce: a new Chesca? again? she's so beautiful

Mark: I agree

Jenny: is that old Chesca? why she still gorgeous

The mean girls apologized sincerely to Chesca and they become true friends.

Tiffany: see, I've told you, her body is totally fake

Student 1: why are you so bothered? just admire her

Even Chesca are not wearing magical clothes, he confidence live with her that's why other people love her more. She still a model and successful.

#creativewriting

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[lasquadrasfuckhouse]

hello i hope it’s ok to request this, but I can’t stop thinking about that like really pure tender-emotional sex with la squadra— I was wondering if I could request that as either hc’s ( or a fic with melone or prosciutto if you get a muse for it ) I don’t know if that’s enough to go on but aa the sappy thoughts are running around my head ; v ; ) please and thank you ( unrelated but I love your blog and hope you have a wonderful day/night 💘 )

OK FIRST OF ALL THIS POST MADE IT INTO MY DREAMS i dreamt that i was answering this and one of the points i wrote for ghiaccio was 'don't worry he can handle it he's a gamer' WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???????

BUT!!! TOTALLY OK TO REQUEST IT I AM A SUCKER FOR TENDER EMOTIONAL SEX

and thank u sm afjglfndng i hope ur day/night is wonderful too 🥺❤️❤️❤️💕 even tho i think u sent this like maybe over a week ago time isn't real fjgkfkfj I HOPE UR CURRENT AND ALL FUTURE DAYS R GOOD. here are some hcs for u!!!!!

la squadra and lovemaking ❤️

18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

risotto ✂️

he absolutely craves intimacy. goin hard and gettin freaky is super fun obviously but to him the best, most fulfilling and satisfying sex is when he and his partner are just close as can be in every way

he wants to open up. create a space like that for him, where he knows he's as safe with you as you are with him, and you'll really see the incredibly gentle, loving, and passionate side of risotto. he knows how he presents himself outwardly, as cold and intimidating, but the thought of everyone seeing him as just that--or worse, seeing himself as just that--makes him feel empty and he hates it.

so be his safe haven where he can express just how damn loving he is, openly acknowledge that side of him and embrace it, love it wholeheartedly, and let him know that you know he keeps you safe in turn not just with his ferocity, but his softness. he'll be so full of love he'll wonder how he ever could have felt empty.

he'll want to make love face to face, looking into each other's eyes, kissing soft and deep, and just absolutely basking in how you make each other feel. he'll want to take his time to feel every single inch of you and leave nothing untouched. he could do this for hours and hours, all day really, and he's almost achingly gentle. do the same for him, feel and love his whole self, let him know that he is precious and deserves to be treated with care; his expression will go so soft (and he is more expressive like this). the way he makes his partner cum isn't just physical, it's euphoria and love felt in every way and he'll want to carry them there as many times as they want because he just wants to make them feel as loved as they make him feel

he's just quiet by nature so he still doesn't say much, he'd rather express himself in other ways and you're connecting so deeply that you hardly need words (depeche mode enjoy the silence plays tenderly in the distance) and he loves that, he loves that intimacy. but he will, as least once, maybe while you're getting him close, whisper an i love you.

you also get him smiling with his cute dimples, because of course you do. and tell him genuinely that he's cute; he doesn't hear it often, and it makes him feel loved. he'll be head over heels.

he'll hold you very close for a long time after, just being with you. he'll stroke your back and feel your heartbeat against his, there's something so beautiful and intimate about it. you make him so happy. he's really warm too, perfect for snuggling!!!!

prosciutto 🚬

his caring nature always comes out at least at some point during sex, but especially when you make love. the tricky part for him is letting himself be cared for, too. he gets a bit nervous about it in all honesty, and that's less about guarding himself and more about guarding everyone else.

help him see there's nothing to worry about. you know you're safe and loved with him always, that doesn't change when he allows himself to be cared for, and in fact brings a whole new level of emotional safety to the table when you connect like that. remind him in no uncertain way that he deserves it, too. remind him that he's human, and show that you want to feel human with him in any way he'll share with you. and of course, he wants that with you. he trusts you completely, and once it really clicks that it's a matter of trust too, it's much easier for him to settle into.

there's something so special and unique about the connection you two make when he lets his walls down in that way. he never could have imagined how amazing it is to let go with you, it's nothing he's ever felt before and he can't get enough of it.

he loves to give, he gives wholeheartedly and unabashedly, and he'll receive your love without hesitation too

the forehead touch. always the forehead touch. it's his way of connecting and showing affection. he may also nudge your noses together and close his eyes to just soak in your presence. if you initiate it, he'll melt.

he embraces imperfection with you and it feels so damn good. he'll get a bit more vocal--not necessarily louder, but breathy whines and whimpers and soft moans. he may get playful too, give sweet little laughs about how you're making him sound and kissing the tip of your nose. you get real smiles out of him with that adorable tooth gap. tell him it's adorable and kiss his cheeks, and he'll laugh again and smile wide and genuinely in that way that ur eyes close too cause ur just so happy u kno

he feels so, so fucking loved and it's so beautiful to him. he tells you as much when you're laying there afterwards and he's admiring every inch of you, every mark, blemish or scar, everything that isn't exactly even, admiring your beautiful soul. and he basks as you do the same for him. he'll thank you for sharing this little piece of humanity with him.

pesci 🎣

soft sex is his favourite. sex as a way of feeling close with the person he loves is what vibes with him the most, as an act of emotion and of loving and being loved in return.

it's a lot easier for him to be confident with that kind of sex/perspective on sex, because he knows he can just tap into his emotions and those of his partner. he really shines here, and he may still get a bit flustered because it's sex and sex with you and you're so fucking gorgeous in every imaginable way, but you still get to see this whole other side of him where he's just so comfortable in his skin and it's both really hot and really endearing.

he stops sort of separating or thinking too hard on just the physical or the mental or anything else, and expresses his love on all levels of being in a way that just lights you both up. he thinks being with you in this way is heaven on earth and he will let you know it.

he can make love with you like this anywhere soft and quiet and private, but aside from your bed, he loves the bath. he loves bath sex in general for the warmth and wetness and intimacy, and especially when you're connecting in this way, it's like.... he wouldn't consider himself to be poetic or particularly spiritual, but there's just something special about making love in water, maybe because we're all born from water, we all need water to live, all life on earth came first from the water. it's just something he thinks about.

he'll want to be face to face; he loves watching your face because seeing you in pleasure is so beautiful to him, he'll want to see your eyes flutter closed and open and commit the look you give him to memory, soft and sort of honeyed-hazy y'know but bright because you love him, and you're loved by him, and he can see it in you. he'll want to hold hands too, and twine your fingers together.

words come a lot easier to him like this too, because he knows there's nothing to hide and nothing to worry about, so he'll just murmur throughout about how much he loves you, how good you make him feel in every way, how he wants to make you feel like that too. show him that he does; he'll kiss you so softly and with so much love that he feels like he could burst.

he's just so soft and gentle in every way. he'll want to still just hold your hand for a long time afterwards.

formaggio 🧀

he's very emotionally in tune, that connection u create with a partner no matter how casual is a huge part of his enjoyment of sex, so he absolutely loves taking all the time in the world to just feel each other in every way and be so emotionally close with you

he often likes to feel like a big macho guy taking care of his babe but he loves being taken care of too because he can experience another side of your connection (and it's just nice!!!!), so when he really makes love with his partner he can feel sort of both at the same time and he loves it. he just feels so entwined with you.

he's still playful, it's in his nature. but when y'all get really tendie he'll be especially gentle with how he plays around. he'll tweak your nose and kiss your neck to hear you giggle, he just loves to make his partner laugh and he's laughing and smiling too

he also still talks a lot, he murmurs about how much he loves you and how incredible you are, how you make him feel amazing in every way, he'll list off all the little things he notices about you that he's just so fond of. he doesn't tease as much, he just grounds himself in the moment with you. it's also really hot and sweet to hear his words trail off with little laughs or sighs or soft moans.

he also has a lot of cute pet names for his partner, and he does still use them but when you get really soft like this he'll often just murmur or moan your name more than anything and there's something so intimate about it

overall you'll see an even more genuine side of formaggio (and he's already a pretty down to earth dude) because he really just feels most at ease when he's surrounded by love

he'll snuggle and kiss you and lay around for a long time afterwards, play with your hair, stroke your back, talk about everything and nothing and how much he loves you. his wandering hands may lead to more lovemaking; he just can't get enough of you.

illuso ✨

it takes a lot for illuso to open up like that. he's extremely guarded with his emotions. he very much desires softness, and there's something about being bare (more than just physically) that really draws him in, but he'd need a lot of trust to get there.

and it's not just him trusting you that's part of the equation either; he isn't used to being trusted. show him honestly that you trust him, and treat every glimpse of genuineness from him with love, and it'll go right to his heart. he's unused to being really seen, so if you see who he is and choose to openly share your heart with him, he'll be smitten.

ask him to just be with you, and he will, he'd love nothing more. reassure him that he doesn't have to think so much; you can both just let go and feel. you'll see a side of illuso where he's just in awe and a really pure sort of wonder of what you create together, this little moment in time and space, this experience across all states of being.

you absolutely make love in the mirror world. it's illuso's safe haven, and he wants it to be yours as well, it's an entire world where there's no one and nothing but the two of you and the love you make and that's so special to him. he'll want to take his time, and with no possible interruptions, he can. you spend hours together; he goes very slow and very gentle. he just wants you to know how precious you are to him, and how much he wants to be with you.

you'll explore every single inch of each other. he'll kiss you absolutely everywhere, and not just in the obvious places; he'll kiss your palms, your fingers, your closed eyelids, every mark on your skin. when he kisses your lips, it ranges everywhere from a mere brush to open-mouthed, deep, and languid. treat him with the same slow, thorough care, and he'll melt.

he doesn't tease. he'll probably be pretty quiet, but once he whispers that he loves you, he'll find himself just telling you all his inner thoughts, everything he loves about you and everything you make him feel: truly beautiful in a way he'd hardly experienced before, safe, so genuinely loved. if you express the same to him, that you feel his love for you in every little way he shows it and cares, that you see and feel his whole self and love him in his entirety, that he makes you feel precious, he will feel precious too. he may actually cry a bit. he's just so happy with you.

he's the kind of guy who likes to watch everything, but he's not sure what to do now: see the love in your eyes or close his eyes to bask in it. he opts to just go with the flow of the moment. he's completely open and unguarded, his hair is loose (if you run your fingers through it he'll sigh sweetly), he'll give you these genuine smiles, you'll get real little laughs out of him, and every sound he makes (including the way he murmurs your name) is so soft.

he can't stop smiling after, he'll hold you and play with your hair, and eventually draw a nice bath for you to share

melone 🍈

he absolutely loves soft, emotional sex. of course he likes being kinky and stuff too, but human sexuality as a whole is so fascinating to him, sex is such a beautiful experience in his eyes and he's very eager to explore different expressions of it. it's really interesting to him how you can define making love as something different than fucking when it's all still sex.

he loves the connection it brings. it's such a deep, personal way to feel close with someone and he wants that with you, he wants to explore each other in every way. he loves to learn new things about his partner and finds it so intimate when they learn about him too, whether it's something you've always done that he's just putting his finger on or it's a new development, like the particular way you roll your hips or how your eyes squeeze shut when you cum. point out a subtle habit of his too, like how his breath stutters when you do something he really likes; it makes him feel cared for. but even if there's nothing new to notice, he loves the comfort of your familiarity, too.

he's very open with it, you don't have to wonder what he's thinking about. he'll be murmuring softly about your beauty, how much he cherishes you, how you make him feel cherished too, how good you're making him feel. he wants to know if he's making you feel good, too. tell him so--better yet, show him--and let him know that you feel his love for you, that you feel cared for and safe. he'll smile and give you a long, sweet kiss. tell him anything and everything you're thinking of, he wants to know you in mind, body and soul.

and he is spiritually open and explorative and it fascinates him to think of sex as an act of creation, and even if it isn't sex to make new life it's making love, it's making a bond, and that's a special sort of creation too. he loves to create with you. he understands how it could be viewed as sort of divine.

he loves to care for you, and being cared for in turn makes him putty. knowing that he's truly loved is one of the best feelings ever and it really just makes him wanna cover your face in kisses tbh. which he does, and he laughs hearing you laugh cause you bring him joy.

he's also still loud when he cums but that doesn't make it any less soft and tender tbh because he's just wholeheartedly falling into the bliss you give him, he'll cry out your name and how much he loves you between moans.

he'll want to do this all day if that's what you want too. eventually when you're done, he'll cuddle you, kiss you, and still murmur all his thoughts to you while you both trace patterns in each other's skin.

ghiaccio ❄️

he gets really flustered about soft, emotional sex at first. not just because he's being vulnerable with you, but you're being vulnerable with him, and it's you, and he cares about you so much.

part of him is almost kind of worried he'll never be gentle enough. help him see that's not true, because he absolutely is gentle with you; he knows he can be brash which is why he's always so careful with you, especially in softer moments. you also love him for who he is, in his entirety, and that makes his heart glow. you trust him, and he trusts you.

ghiaccio is passionate, and he can still express that fire in him softly and tenderly. he'll hold your face in both hands while he kisses you, and while he doesn't necessarily kiss hard, he's thorough, and it mellows out into something very soft and subtle before he pulls away. his pace is slowed a lot, because he wants to just feel you in every way; he really relaxes into the rhythm of something slow and gentle, but still passionate, holding your gaze with his hands never leaving your body. thinking of sex as a way to express your love for each other, he can't help but slow down and be soft, cause it's you.

he also can't help but make noise, soft as it may be, and say your name. he doesn't half ass important things, and you're so, so important to him, so he just completely wraps himself in your love and does the same for you. express that, with him, you know you're loved and safe; he'll want to kiss you again and again and again until you're both breathless.

may not talk as much, because soft words don't really come easily to him and he's sort of self-conscious about it, but once he gets really into it and he does start talking he doesn't stop: he'll say how much he loves you and how badly he just wants to show that to you, how you're so hot and gorgeous and loving, and he doesn't really think of them as flowery words because they're just truth, and his penchant for honesty is such a wonderful way to know you're loved

ghiaccio honey why on earth were u worried about not being gentle. after he's cum once or twice and he's gotten some energy out he is so, so gentle, he'll take care of you so tenderly and kiss you softly. he just wants to be close with you.

his cuddly side always comes out after sex and he'll be no different now. he'll press you against him and hook his chin over your shoulder and tangle your legs together, his cuddles are the best. you definitely get him smiling too, cause you make him happy.

sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦

they're both fucking crazy in nearly all aspects of life and that includes sex, but they're also very passionate and very in love with each other and with you; they're no strangers to tender, emotional sex and they love it because it's such a wonderful way to be so deeply close.

they have no problems being bare and open with you. they're so in their feelings all the time that it feels really natural; they'll very openly express how much they love you, all the ways they love you, how deep and powerful that love feels that they just want to surround all of you in it.

gelato is more talkative in that sense, he'll spill all his feelings in between kisses with his hands on either side of your face. sorbet will give you a long, slow, deep kiss, meet your eyes, and place your hand over his heart while your foreheads touch. you just know.

you're all tracing every inch of each other while you make love, they want to know everything because they just can't get enough of you, the entire world is the three of you. they're absolutely basking in your attention, too; kiss every scar and let them know how beautiful they are to you, that you see them and you love them, that they have your heart as much as you have theirs. they'll melt.

you're safe with them. let them know that you feel how deeply they love you and you feel their safety, and that they're safe with you too, that they're precious. having you and each other as their safe havens and being taken care of makes them feel so damn much.

they'll both still get very playful, they can never take anything too seriously and they just love you so much, they want you all to have fun together. gelato will absolutely do that thing where he kisses down ur front like he's gonna go down on u and then blow a raspberry on your tummy to make you squeak (but then he does still go down on you and doesn't break eye contact the whole time so you can see how fucking much he loves you and wants to make you feel good). if you're ticklish, sorbet will definitely sneakily tickle you, or do something really good while you're in the middle of murmuring something to hear you devolve into moans. then he'll press his loving smirk against your skin. they wanna get you both laughing and moaning, it's the best sound in the world to them, and they'll be right there with you.

gelato is still loud when he laughs and when he cums but it's so sweet and charming because that's just who he is and he's absolutely embracing how you both make him feel. sorbet is the quieter one, but he'll hum and sigh and murmur your names because he loves how they feel in his mouth. he will also whisper to both of you that he loves you because he just wants to say it in every way.

they can go all day and they'll absolutely want to. if one of you needs a break, you'll just watch the other two and kiss them and hold them, the way you all love each other is so beautiful to them. when you're all well and truly done, you'll be tangled in a heap (they are always very cuddly) and they'll both be smiling as they just lazily caress and kiss you and each other.

#THIS WAS SO SWEET AND I HAD SO MUCH FUN THANK U FOR THE ASK 😭❤️ #la squadra #la squadra x reader #not safe fw #risotto nero #prosciutto #pesci #formaggio #illuso #melone #ghiaccio #sorbet #gelato #vento aureo #ask

[the-slytherin-writer-12]

bucky's first christmas season post endgame and finds out his cute ass neighbor is lonely too and they spend entire of december filled w/traditions and aa super fluffy ending upto you??

Omg this is so cute! Thanks for requestion anon!! I sort of tweaked it, but it’s sorta the same idea.

‘Tis the Season (for love)

Pairing: Bucky x fem!reader

Warnings: nothing?

A/N: this is kinda an AU. Before WandaVision and TFATWS and Hawkeye..before all of the spin-off series.

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Bucky had no idea what was happening. He was at the newly rebuilt Avengers Compound, figuring he might as well make friends. Steve had be incessant about it.

He stood in the common room, watching as Christmas lights were floating up towards the ceiling, curtesy of Wanda. He had his arms crossed, the lights reflecting on his vibranium arm.

“Come on, Pops. Have some holiday cheer!” Sam joked, clapping Bucky on the back. Bucky jolted forward and turned to glare at Sam.

“First of all, it’s not even Thanksgiving. Second of all, I do. I’m just trying to figure out everything, Wilson. Haven’t exactly had a normal Christmas in a few decades,” Bucky grumbled. Sam scoffed and brought his drink up o his lips.

“Ok, ok. Whatever you say, Gramps.”

Bucky glared at Sam’s back as he walked over to Natasha. He watched as Natasha took Sam’s drink and downed it, with Sam groaning and walking away.

Bucky then noticed that Decorating was done. Lights and garland were strewn over all surfaces. A giant tree sat in the corner, adorned with ornaments. Each member had a ornament to represent them. Even the Spider-kid had one.

Steve noticed Bucky’s brooding, so he walked away from where he was listening to Tony ramble to Clint and Thor about something Morgan did.

“What’s wrong, Buck?”

Bucky glanced at Steve and shook his head, sighing slightly.

“Nothing, Steve. Just thinking,” he said quietly. Steve walked to stand beside him and threw his arm around the brunette’s shoulders.

“Why don’t you go home and sleep,” Steve said softly and knowingly. Bucky nodded and hugged Steve.

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Bucky rode along the New York streets on his bike. Tony had offered a new Buick, or even a Ferrari, but Bucky kindly refused. He chose a motorcycle instead. There was just something about the thrum of the engine beneath him. It had a calming effect. The wind on his face never failed to soothe him too. It made him feel, even just for a fleeting moment, that everyone was fine.

As he neared his apartment building, he noticed a car sitting in his normal parking spot. He scowled but parked beside it. He turned the engine off, took off his helmet, and swung his legs off the bike.

While scanning the car (because of his paranoia), he noticed it belonged to a woman, or very feminine man. It had a leopard print steering wheel cover, a perfume-like air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror, and a purse sitting in the front seat.

He shook his head and walked up to the building, while fishing out his keys from his leather jacket. He walked into the lobby, being hit by a rush of cold air as the automatic doors opened. The bellhop greeted him with a bright smile, to which Bucky responded with a tight lipped almost-grimace. He walked to the elevator and pressed his floor number.

The elevator music was almost sickening. He grumbled about it all the way up to his floor. After the door dinged open, he practically raced down the hall. Once he rounded the corner, he stopped in his tracks. A young woman, probably around his age, maybe younger, was outside what he assumed was her door.

She turned his way and he realization hit him. His eyes widened.

It was his best friend…. from the ‘40s.

“Y/N?” He breathed. The woman’s eyes widened and she dropped her stuff.

“Bucky,” she almost whimpered.

They ran towards each other and launched themselves into a strong embrace. She wrapped herself around him like a koala, wrapping her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck. Bucky wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her back, his flesh hand weaving itself into her hair and keeping her close.

“Oh Y/N/N, oh doll,” he whispered into her hair. Y/N pulled back and cupped his face. She admired his features, running her fingers over his beard. He looked tired, older. But his eyes hadn’t changed. “How are you here?”

Y/N laughed and gave him a watery smile.

“After you and Stevie..left, Howard developed cryogenic chambers, similar to how you were kept young with Hydra. I was in a really bad place and Howard saw my condition. I guess it was a gift back to me after introducing him to Maria,” she chuckled. Bucky set Y/N down and grinned down at her. He kissed her forehead.

“Where have you been all this time?” He asked, messing with her fingers.

“I was in the chamber until last year, after Thanos. The people who had me, I think it was the Wakandans, decided not to wake me until after. They knew it was no situation to wake up to,” she explained. Bucky nodded and smiled again.

“I’m just glad you’re back. We’ve got to tell Steve.”

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Weeks passed, and Bucky and Y/N got back into a flow. They often stayed at each other’s apartment, mostly for Bucky’s sake. Y/N could tell that he was not okay mentally. She could tell that he wasn’t sleeping at night.

They helped each other decorate their apartments. Neither of them were very up-to-date with traditions and customs. Steve showed up multiple times, overjoyed that he had both of his best friends back with him.

They sat in Y/N’s apartment drinking hot chocolate, but spiked with alcohol. Steve sat in the arm chair, passed out from his day. Bucky and Y/N sat on the couch in front of her fireplace. She was leaving into his side with his arm wrapped around her shoulders. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” He asked softly and glanced down dr her. His hand moved to play with her hair, something he remembered she liked from their time together as kids.

“Nothing, really. Nothing at all. I’m just happy I have both of my best friends back,” she smiled and looked up at him. Bucky smiled and kissed her forehead.

“Me too. I don’t think a day went by that I didn’t think of you two,” he trailed off. The unspoken ‘unless I was being controlled’ lingered in the air.

Y/N moved out from under his arm and turned around to face him. Bucky’s eyebrows furled as she moved. He watched as his arm reached up and ran through his hair. He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch.

“I missed you so much,” he groaned. Y/N smiled and leaned in to kiss his cheek. But, he turned his head towards her and their lips met in a quick kiss. They quickly jumped back and stared at each other.

“I’m so sor-“ she started but was cut off by him seizing her arms and bringing her closer. He planted his lips on her and closed his eyes.

Y/N’s eyes widened but she slowly melted into the kiss. Both of her arms wrapped around his neck and his wrapped around her waist. She sat up on her knees to get level with him and to prevent a strain on his neck. Slowly, their lips moved in sync.

They pulled back when oxygen was a necessity, but kept their lips not far from each other’s. Bucky was smiling so hard his face hurt.

“Merry Christmas, doll,” he whispered against her lips. Y/N pecked his lips once again.

“Merry Christmas, Bucky.”

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[rehkkuma]

aa hiii I just read that fic you wrote and I love the way you write so much😭💕 I saw requests are open, so if it's not too much to ask and if you have the time/inspo for it can I request hcs of Garou with a really caring s/o who's also an artist? If you don't feel like writing him maybe the same theme but with Kakyoin? Those two have my heart ahh whichever you chose is fine! Tysm!

AHHHH im so glad i got a garou request because he's one of my favourite characters of all time 😭😭 i also included a small scenario underneath because yeah<3

garou + a caring s/o who's also an artist headcanons

disclaimers/tags: gn pronouns and fluff!

-Him being the Hero Hunter, he tries to limit his contact with you so you won't be dragged into his mess.

-The few times a week you do see him, he just looks so tired and drained from energy.

-As soon as you hear his footsteps enter the household, you don't waste a second and give him a giant hug with kisses.

-Sometimes he just stands there like (。・_・。) while he embraces your touch, but expect some eager kisses back on the days where he misses you extra.

-Because of your caring nature, you can't help but insist on treating wounds, making his favourite meal, or setting up the bath for him.

-Garou would refuse because he doesn't want to put an even heavier burden on you, but the concerned look on your face makes him accept your offers.

-One of the things that he struggles at is showing how grateful he is for you. Despite him being gone half the time, you're always keen to helping him.

-Any small gifts or favours you give Garou will always leave him blushing (as much to his dismay). If that gift happens to be a portrait of him, he's going to go wild.

-Whether you painted a hyperrealistic portrait of the two of you or a scribbly sketch under 2 minutes, he will cherish all of your work.

-That small doodle you drew of him on a napkin? He keeps it in his pocket and takes it everywhere.

-He may be a giant hotshot who loves teasing you, but one thing that he doesn't try to make fun of (even as a joke) is your art. He genuinely loves that you have a hobby you're passionate about and wouldn't dare try to discourage you from doing what you love.

-Whenever he has a day that's a bit shittier than the others, nothing will make him happier than coming home to your arms and you showing off an art piece of him!

It had been a while since you last picked up your sketchbook. Your increasingly busy schedule, complicated relationship with a famous villain, and art block resulted in empty pages.

That's when you had a sudden spike of inspiration. After weeks of avoiding art altogether, you wanted to draw again. You didn't exactly know what you were going to draw, but you'd find that out sooner or later.

You sat on your couch, one knee holding up your sketchbook and your dominant hand holding a pencil. The tip of your pencil then began to scratch the surface of the paper, making a series of intricate lines. After maybe a minute or so of random drawing, you leaned back to see the entire pad of paper from a further view. It looked... horrible.

You assumed that your skills have gotten rustier from your months-long absence from the art world. Just when you thought your art block had gone away, you felt unmotivated to continue your drawing.

Before you got up to put away your supplies, you remembered that your boyfriend was coming home tonight. The last time you'd seen him was 3 weeks ago-- also one of the longest periods he'd been gone for. As much as Garou tried to hide it, you knew he loved it when you drew him. With that information, inspiration began to flow once again.

***

Garou didn't remember the last time he'd truly relaxed. He ate cheap meals, had sleepless nights, and hadn't taken a good shower in a while. All these problems would've been solved if he dropped by your house more often, but he was scared that it would endanger you. When he did come home, however, it was always during the late evening. Today was no exception.

As he stood in front of your door, he checked his surroundings to make sure no one followed him on his way here. Once he confirmed that he knocked on the door.

"Coming!" he heard your voice say.

After a few seconds, he saw your face pop out of the door. Your eyes were glowing, a bright smile also accompanying it.

"I missed you," you said, placing a small kiss on his jawline. "I made dinner not too long ago! It should be on the table," you smiled.

"Ah, thanks." Garou slowly made his way to the table, sitting down on the chair with a slouched posture. He saw the sultry plate of food sitting in front of him. In no time, he began to devour all of it.

Because Garou was busy eating, you decided to wash some dirty dishes. The sound of water hitting the plates was the only thing that could be heard in the room until Garou began to speak.

"Sorry I've been gone for so long," he said while chewing. "Has anyone been bothering you lately?"

You let out a small laugh. "If there was, what were you planning on doing?"

Garou shrugged. He was about to reply but got distracted by a sketchbook sprawled on the other side of the table.

"Is something wrong?" you asked, wondering why he went silent.

"When did you draw that?" He pointed at the rough sketch of him- his hair was down to his shoulders with a hair tie attached to his left wrist. His harsh facial features were softened, but just strong enough to still resemble him.

"Oh, that? I just wanted to mess around a bit. I think it turned out pretty good!" you said, eyes still focused on the dishes.

Garou held up the sketchbook higher and smiled. Even if the picture didn't exactly remind him of himself, it made Garou blush to know that you interpreted him this way. "I... really like it."

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[bakubabes-tatakae]

I'VE BEEN WAITING TO REQUEST THIS EVER SINCE REQUESTS HAVE BEEN CLOSED ok so can I get a scenario where kakashi's s/o walks in on him masturbating? And whatever it leads to is up to you! :) 👉👈

Well I’m glad that they’re open so I can bring this to you now. 😊

Caught || {NSFW} Kakashi x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

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You walked into the dark house after your shift at the hospital and hadn’t expected the entire house to be this dim. It was relatively early for it to be so dark. You had gotten off your shift much earlier than you usually had. With few Shinobi in your ward, you had been unneeded, and as the Hokage’s wife, you were the first to be sent home. 

You walked hesitantly down the hallway to the bedroom, hoping that as you reached the door you would see the lights on. You were hopeful that he had just been reading his book and that he wasn’t asleep. But as you entered the room you found more than just him reading a book. 

As you placed your hand on the handle you heard a low grunt, you thought nothing of it, he had just cleared his throat. That’s when you opened the door a crack. It had gone completely unnoticed by him as you peeked your head through the small space. 

You saw him in all his glory. A hand wrapped around his hardened length as he slowly pumped, searching for his release. His head was rested against the headboard as you watched the pleasure wash over his face. 

You opened the door wider, his eyes were shut as he still didn’t seem to sense your presence. You leaned against the door frame and crossed your arms, biting your lip as your thoughts turned to anything but wholesome ones. You cleared your throat before speaking. “Need a little help over there Kakashi?”

His eyes opened wide at the sound of your voice in the dark bedroom, but you soon saw the smirk spread across it. His hand still grasped his length, but his pace slowed. “I definitely wouldn’t mind some help, Mrs.Hatake.”

You slowly stood up straight and approached the bed, your jacket being stripped from your shoulders before you reached him. The shirt you wore was slowly lifted above your head as your hands made your way up your sides. He watched and licked his lips as the lace bra that you dawned became visible. “You’re even wearing my favorite bra. Even better for me.”

Your fingers slipped into the sides of your leggings as you slowly slid them down your legs, never once taking your eyes from his. The desperation and hunger in his look was something you hadn’t seen in Kakashi in a very long time. 

His work as Hokage kept him busy and didn’t leave much time for the two of you to be intimate. As your matching lace panties slowly peeked out from under your pants you saw his eyes widen even more. 

Your figure slowly hovered over him, straddling his lap and slowly moving toward his lips. He finally let go of his length and placed his hands on your hips, helping your hips slide forward as you sat on his legs. “Why don’t you slide yourself up just a little further darling? Let daddy get a little something.”

As the name daddy left his lips you heard a growl come from him. When you crawled forward you felt yourself being lifted from the bed. Kakashi’s strong arms wrapped around you as he flipped you onto your back and pinned you to the bed, his hands now intertwined with yours. “Now, now, darling. You know how I hate being teased.”

You whined as his hands let go of yours and his large fingers left tingles as they trailed down your chest and to your now dripping core. His hands gripped onto the inside of your thighs, pushing them apart slowly, exposing the soaked fabric of your panties. His breath was warm as you felt it hit your soft skin. Goosebumps formed on your skin as you watched his face disappear before you.  

His tongue began slow, circling around your throbbing clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body. Your instinct was to push your legs together to ease the feeling, but his strong hands kept them apart. He slowly slid his tongue over your folds as you began to convulse under his touch. As his tongue slid into your cunt your convulsions grew. Your hand wrapped into his hair, tugging on it slightly as his tongue quickened. You could feel your orgasm looming over you as he continued, ignoring your attempts to shut your legs again. “Kakashi… I’m so close.”

Kakashi laughed into your pussy, sending vibrations through you, making you throw your head back into the pillows behind you. As you felt the pressure in your abdomen growing you felt his hand slowly reach over, rubbing your clit roughly as his tongue ruthlessly embraced you. 

The combination of his tongue and his thumb were about to send you over the edge. “Let daddy please you, darling, let it all go.” At his words, you felt the pressure in your abdomen subside instantly. His name left your lips as your climax washed over you. 

You felt his figure hover over you as he licked his lips, making sure to get every last drop that had left your body. “Now it’s my turn to get a little loving.”

He lined himself up with your entrance and without even letting you come down from the high you had just ridden out he thrust into you. You threw your head back into the pillows and his lips met the part of your neck that was now exposed. His thrusts were quick, desperate to feel the release that he had been interrupted from. As your walls began clenching down around him he grew closer. He had already been halfway there when you had made your entrance. “I’m almost there baby girl.” 

You wrapped your arms around his waist and sunk your nails into his back, leaving small white lines as you scratched down it. He winced a little aa the pain, but never changed his pace. “I-I’m gonna come, Kashi.” 

“Do it, darling. I wanna see you writhing underneath me.” As your walls closed around his cock, nearly suffocating it, he let out a grunt. The tightness of your pussy was driving him wild as he tried his hardest to hold his composure. His cock twitched against your walls as he emptied himself inside you, painting your insides white with his thick cum. 

Kakashi collapsed on the bed beside you and grabbed the nearest towel off the floor. Leftover from the shower he had taken before bed, he handed it to you. As you handed it back to him to clean himself up, you were both still fighting for your breath. You rolled onto your side and placed a hand on his cheek, watching him as he stared at the bedroom ceiling. “Well, Mr. Hokage, I guess I can say that I’m glad that I came home when I did.”

A small chuckle left his lips. “I was just preparing myself for when you did get home. Had to get that first round out before you got here.” He placed his hand over yours. “It’s been so long since we’ve had a chance to be like this. I wanted to make sure that I lasted long enough for you.”

You placed your lips to his and smiled against them. “You don’t have to do all that just for me. It’s not like we’ve never been through this type of thing before. It’s not like we didn’t go through the same droughts when you were going on missions constantly, now it’s just you being in the office instead.” A sly smile filled your face. “But if it really came down to it Kashi, I’d be happy to meet you at your office.”

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[burning-omen]

Peace Was Never An Option

Request by @salc0re​: aa, hi! I just read some your xmen stuff and it's so good! I was wondering if I could request something with needy Peter Maximoff but reader is busy and has been ignoring himso he's basically been irrating and teasing them all day? Smut or fluff, I don't mind! Thanks xx

Summary: Reader needs to work but Peter needs attention

Peter Maximoff x Male!Reader

Warning: Fluff with a lil angst

Peter wasn’t easily frustrated- Well, that’s not true at all but he isn’t usually easy to push to a point of extreme frustration.

He loves you, so he tries to be patient when you're working out of basic respect but after not saying a word to you for three days he didn’t think he could handle being separated from you any longer. So he went out and searched for you.

Running all throughout X-mansion before finally finding you in the infirmary, bandaging Remy’s left arm, an abundance of minorly hurt X-Men standing in a loose line all leading to the desk you and Remy were both leaning on. You looked up at him for a moment, flashing a brief smile before looking back down. You pushed the gauze down gently, making it stick to itself. Remy winced a bit, pulling his arm to himself quickly.

“Sorry, just making sure it stays..” you told him, patting him on the shoulder as he stood up and walked away.

Muttering a quick “Hey Peter,” as he slid passed him by the door.

Peter only hummed in response. Leaning against the door frame, his cheeks a bright red color as he watched you greet Scott as he sat leaned next to you, telling you about the stitches on his side coming undone again.

He grew more and more frustrated the longer Scott spoke to you. Peter doesn’t think he’s the possessive type but it’s been days. You’re talking to people you hardly know(that’s not true, you’re very accustomed to almost all of the X-men.) more than you’re talking to your own boyfriend. And he oh so desperately wanted to pull you away for his own selfish needs but you were busy and people were hurt. 

So he watched as you took patient after patient, writing something he couldn’t see on a paper in between. 

By the time you were done he was sitting on the ground with him back against the wall, staring lazily at you as you walked Bobby to the door, telling him to be more careful next time. He nodded, glancing down at Peter then up at you before leaving, closing the door behind him. 

Peter stood in a moment, wrapping his arms around you quickly and resting his head on your shoulder.

“(Y/n), I missed you…” he mumbled quietly.

You smiled down at him, hugging him back tightly.

“I know I’ve been...absent lately, I’ve just been busy. I still am, I have a shit ton of paperwork to fill out-” you heard him groan into your shoulder, gently hitting his head against it. “-I know, it’ll only take a few minutes, 30 at the very most, can you wait a little bit longer? Please?”

He groaned again. Holding onto you tightly but not saying a word as he relaxed against you.

After a few seconds of quietly holding each other he spoke.

“Maybe… but I’m not going to make this easy for you!”

You grinned down at him, giving him a quick peck on the lips before letting him go and walking back to your seat. Peter followed after you, sitting on the floor next to you while resting his head on your thigh. 

“Really, Peter?”

He nodded, gesturing for you to continue your work.

You rolled your eyes with a soft smile then looked to the list of names you’d created while helping the others. You needed to take a note about what was wrong with each of them so it could go in their files. Before you could even start the first one you felt a quick jolt against your leg, meaning Peter had gone, done something, and came back all in less than a second.

“Peter?”

He just hummed against your thigh.

“What did you do?”

“Just a little something to the cameras…”

The security cameras, they were in every public room, including this one. You looked up at the only to see them both horribly wrapped with bandages. You groaned then looked down at Peter, who was grinning up at you.

“Peter, I need those..”

He let out a quiet laugh but, surprisingly, said nothing.

You continued working, looking at the first name on your list.

‘Kurt Wagner: Sprain tail???’

You wrote down the things he told you and what you did to help on a blank sheet of paper before sitting it to the side. You repeated this process for the next 5 names and would have kept going if Peter hadn’t interrupted.

He stood suddenly, not saying a word as he turned to you. Before you could ask him what’s wrong he was in your lap, his arms and legs wrapped around your torso as he gripped your lab coat tightly. Only letting go for a quick moment to pull your coat farther around both of you. Not so effectively hiding himself in it. You could hear him giggling to himself.

He was warm, he always was. No matter where you are or what you’re doing, Peter was always warm. Sometimes unreasonably so. But not now. You missed him, a lot. You wanted to push your work to the side and just be with him but you couldn’t, you had to do the work now or you wouldn’t do it at all. 

So instead of giving in to his warm embrace you readjusted so you could keep working. You could feel it, his unbridled frustration. Even though you couldn’t see him you knew he was doing his cute little angry face at you.

You got through a few more names like that, but his peace didn’t last long, especially when he was being ignored.

You didn’t get a chance to react to the frustrated groan he gave before you were suddenly being touched. Peter reached under your shirt and gently drew little circles on your back, then your sides but stopped at your chest. Placing his hand flat on you before slowly dragging it downward.

“Peter, baby, I’m still working..”

He placed a kiss in the center of your chest, the tips of his fingers tracing, just barely dipping under, your waistband. He pulled back, still holding your shirt up with one of his hands. He sighed softly, looking up at you with a flicker of desperation in his eyes.

“Come on, Y/n.” He muttered before leaving a long trail of kisses and small bites on your chest.

“Peter, just give me a few more minutes and I swear I’ll make it up to you.”

He sighed again, dropping your shirt and laying his head on your chest. He yanked your lab coat back closed, hiding himself again. You started writing again, Peter lightly tapping his feet against your back from the strange position he’d gotten himself into under your coat. When you were finally done you leaned back in your chair. Pulling your coat open you looked down at Peter and, just as you thought he would, he stared up at you with a clearly frustrated face. You grinned down at him, which only upset him further.

“Stop it..” he muttered, turning to hide his face in your shirt.

“You wanted my attention and now that I’m done, you have it.”

Peter immediately perked up, pulling back to look at you, a wide grin breaking out on his face.

“Really?”

You nodded and his smile only got wider. 

“No secret, surprise extra work you’re not telling me about?”

“None, I’m yours and yours alone for the next few days.”

The way his face lit up when you told him that would stay in your mind for a very, very long time.

Hank would be taking over for you while you took a short break from doctoring to relax and spend some more time with Peter.

You hooked your arm under him and lifted him up as you stood. He was light, which was mildly concerning seeing as he definitely wasn’t this light last time you picked him up.

“You haven’t been keeping up with your metabolism, have you?” you muttered quietly in his ear.

He laid his head on your shoulder

“I’ve been busy.”

“Oh really? Busy doing what?”

‘Laying around your room, waiting for you to come back’ 

“...Nothing important..”

By the time you carried Peter back to your room (much to his embarrassment) you were ready to drop. Being one of the X-men’s only doctors was a tiring job and after having to sit in an uncomfortable and cheap desk chair the entire time you figured you were done for the day.

Kicking the door closed behind you, walked over to your shared bed and dropped him on it. You watched him squirm and roll around for a moment, he’d semi effectively covered himself up. You sighed, letting yourself fall forward, landing next to him on the bed.

After a few moments of silence passed you turned to him, resting your head on your hand.

“So..you wanna talk about what happened today?”

He turned to you, a confused look on his face.

“What happened?”

“You don’t usually mess with me while I’m at work. What changed today?”

Peter may be a troublemaker but he knew not to bother you at work. He knew he should’ve bothered you today, but he did despite his better judgment.

“I just…” he took a deep breath, holding it for a moment before speaking. “...I missed you. A lot.”

“Peter, I could be standing right next to you and you’d miss me..”

“No! Not like how I normally miss you! Recently it’s just felt like work has been the most important thing to you. You work all day and when you come home you're too tired to even talk to me. It’s like you're not even here…”

He stopped, pulling his cover over his head with a frustrated groan.

“Peter…”

He didn’t respond. 

You moved so that you could wrap your arms around him, pulling him on top of you, you held him tightly.

“Baby, can you hear me?”

You saw the cover he’d swaddled himself in move in a way that looked like a nod.

“Okay, I know I haven’t said this enough recently but you are the most important thing in my life. You mean more to me than anything else in this world and on any other world out there. I know I’ve been busy and I know I haven’t been talking to you, it's why I’m taking some time off. I want to be here with you. I’m going to try and take a few less hours, alright? I’ll be less tired that way and I’ll have more free time. Then I swear that I’ll show you how much I love you.”

You felt Peter move on top of you. He stuck his head out of the blanket, staring back at you with a soft smile.

“Promise?”

You held up you hand, holding out you pinky to him.

He gasped dramatically.

“Pinky promise!?”

“Yes, this pinky is for you.”

He laughed. Wrapping his pinky around yours and shaking them before letting go.

“Now you have to, or I’ll bite off your pinky!”

“You wouldn’t!”

“Bet!”

With that he attempted to attack your hand, his attempts soon turned into a tickling-with-a-dash-of-biting fight which ended with all of you pillows and covers on the floor and you and Peter giggling happily at each other.

After you’d settled down you’d turned back to Peter, when he looked over at you you took this as an opportunity. Cupping his cheek gently you pulled him closer, laying a soft kiss on his lips. He kissed back, Finn feeling that gentle happiness he’d been kissing rise in his chest as he kissed you, again and again and again.

He felt content, and loved.

And after a moment of silently holding each other you asked him a question.

“So why did you cover the cameras in my office?”

He laughed. “I really, really didn’t want whoever was on security to see me attempt and seduce you into coming home with me..”

“Oh, and here I thought you were completely shameless.”

“I am...sometimes..”

“Yeah, I know..”

He sighed happily, finally settling in your arms.

After a long moment of silence he’d drifted off to sleep, you followed soon after.

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AN: I LOVE THIS REQUEST!! THANK YOU SO MUCH AA ENJOY

— haikyuu | soft captains.

includes: karasuno, nekoma, shiratorizawa

taking requests here

✦ karasuno  ✦

oh boy 

daichi has told his team (many times, in fact) that he has a partner and no, he won’t show them their pics because that’s a violation of their privacy! 

so when his partner eventually does show up to pick him up from practice (very very rare because she goes to school at the next town over) everyone sort of freezes when they see them come up and , “daichi!”

the way daichi’s face just melts into complete, utter relief is almost funny if not for how foreign it feels to the team 

they watch him jog over and stick his hands into his shorts (they don’t have shorts. honestly, takeda-sensei should really get this sorted) and ducking his head and the entire team is FLOORED 

is that they boisterous, no-nonsense captain actually being SHY? 

and when his partner raises their hand to bring him into an embrace, they watch daichi nearly collapse into their body, eyes fluttering shut as his lips curl into a soft smile

at this point tanaka and noya couldn’t take it anymore. they screech at the top of their lungs and that is a catalyst to all sorts of things

hinata jumps in excitement, kageyama is simply blinking at the couple, ennoshita is trying his best as the other second years watch him struggle with the Chaotic Duo, tsukishima tilts his head slightly but makes no further reaction other than a slight huff, and yamaguchi is just gaping at their captain

asahi can’t decide if he’s freaking out or if he’s excited

it all ends when sugawara barks, “sawamura daichi, you asshole!! why didn’t you tell us you were dating!”

daichi jerks away from his partner, but his hands don’t leave their waist (a detail tsukishima doesn’t miss and gags) and the flush on his cheeks are just as pretty as his love 

he ends up introducing everyone and tries his best to go back to practice, glancing towards the benches every few seconds to wave 

✦ nekoma  ✦

kuroo isn’t the biggest softie. between his constant bickering with yaku, babysitting kenma, and inspiring the team, there just wasn’t much time for him to be mushy 

that was, of course, until he saw you in town while on a run with his team 

“hey,” he says as he slows to a stop near you. “hey yourself.” “whatcha doing here? i thought you had work today” then kuroo brings one of his palms to ruffle the person’s hair and the team is like 0_0 

the entire team watch the whole interaction with beady eyes. who was this and what did they do to kuroo

the nail to the coffin is when you giggle into your hand and kuroo’s smile was nothing short of sickeningly-in-love 

it’s the way they softly lift at the sides, the way his brows relax, and the way his gaze softened 

“just out to do errands then i’m going back home. is this a team run? exciting!” “sure is,” kuroo chuckles then goes to scratch the nape of his neck. “hey, ya free tomorrow night?”

“of course! i’ll text you later?” “yeah,” he says dreamily as you walk away, “later...”

the whole team doesn’t speak until they know you’re out of earshot 

and then tora goes “laaaaaateeeeer” and that was how nekoma had to do an extra 3km 

✦ shiratorizawa  ✦

man i 

he was out on a date with you in the weekend, yakno just your normal date window shopping and all that 

when you suddenly walk into a crack on the street which sent you toppling over if not for the two strong arms that righted you almost immediately 

ushijima almost never fusses about anything but when it comes to you it’s completely different. 

his hands are everywhere, hovering over your skin as if you might break

“are you okay? why did you trip? do you want me to check your feet?”

“please don’t, i don’t think anyone here would like to see my toes out in the open”

“but you nearly got hurt.” 

“waka, i’m fine,” you reassure him as you try to hoist him up. he comes up hesitantly, eyeing you with wariness and you go to roll your eyes when you hear a large squawk from your left

“is that miracle boy CARING for someone?” 

tendou and the rest of the shiratorizawa team are there, just standing a few feet away, eyes stuck on the two of you as the middle blocker marches on with no fear 

it’s relentless teasing after that. ushijima tries to stop you from having to take it, but you honestly didn’t mind 

the thought that ushijima is only like this with you makes you want to hold on to him a little tighter 

so you do 

he sends you one quick smile before curtly answering yet another question from goshiki about you two’s relationship. 

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