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darubyprincx · 8 months

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"i get bitches" ok and? i don't. on purpose. because i never fucking needed them. you fool. you knave. i would pity you if my seething contempt for your kind didn't get in the way first

#ray's tag #described #aromantic #asexual #aro #ace #aroace #FOR THE RECORD this is my one and only response to the shit some aphobes say to aspec people.#i havent witnessed or been subject to any of that myself but i can imagine

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vanessa-rafesgirl · 3 months

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i'm the first one.

#luke castellan defender #luke castellan #luke pjo #pjo luke #luke castellan imagine #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x y/n #percy series #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #clarisse la rue #charlie bushnell #charlie ray bushnell #luke castellan apologist #if villain bad why hot

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allura-raine · 3 months

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dalvs-wife · 23 days

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HEY SELFSHIPPERS WHO HAVE AN UNFORTUNATELY POPULAR CANON X CANON SHIP THAT IS A DISCOMFORT!!!!

the next time you get shown the ship or just have it in your head, imagine your f/o looking at the ship from over your shoulder and scrunching up their nose. being grossed out by it. being made uncomfortable by it, grimacing awkwardly at the sight of it. being confused by it!!!

they dislike that ship just as much as you do, believe me! no matter how many times someone draws them looking happy and in love with whoever, that ain't happening.

you two are each other's favorites, so the next time you see that sorta thing, just remember your f/o's silly little scrunched up weirded-out face at the mere sight :]

edit: PROSHIPPERS DNI THIS POST IS NOT FOR YOU.

#selfship #self ship #selfship community #self shipping community #self ship positivity #selfship imagines #ray rambles #bc i realized i can do this with dalv. he would get rly weirded out by those ships believe me #imagining him scrunching up his nose and being all confused made me rly giggly #self ship imagines #self ship community

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dreametheworld · 1 year

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how terrible it is / to love something death can touch

1) anne carson, eros the bittersweet // 2) billy-ray belcourt, a history of my brief body // 3) the haunting of bly manor (2020) // 4) lee martens // 5) albert camus, state of siege // 6) death cab for cutie, i will follow you into the dark // 7) mary zimmerman, metamorphoses // 8) the last of us (2023) // 9) hozier, work song // 10) keaton henson, you // 11) madeline miller, the song of achilles // 12) achilles and the body of patroclus, nikolai ge (1855) // 13) emily brontë, wuthering heights // 14) a star is born, i’ll never love again // 15) halsey, graveyard // 16) evanescence, my immortal // 17) the haunting of hill house (2018) // 18) imagine dragons, wrecked // 19) hadestown, wait for me (intro) // 20) carl andreas august goost, orpheus and eurydice (1826) // 21) the mountain goats, no children // 22) fred elwell, the wedding dress (1911) // 23) p!nk, who knew // 24) shannon barry // 25) jamie anderson // 26) wandavision (2021) // 27) taylor swift, seven // 28) franchesca cox // 29) halsey, ya’aburnee // 30) the lovers of valdaro, found in mantua in 2007

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otterlyart · 1 year

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Happy 8 years of Critical Role!

#critical role #critical role campaign 1 #critical role campaign 3 #otterlyart gifs #cr #critical role gif #moon's always been haunted #matt mercer #marisha ray #ashely johnson #Liam O'Brian #Laura Bailey #travis willingham #sam riegel #Taliesin Jaffe #Cr spoilers #but like the tinniest spoiler imaginable

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tubbytarchia · 2 months

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For the ranchers a bit more shleep i just really like charakters comfy and nice:Dc /nf

Eepies. Jimmy woke up to really sore wings but its okay because Tango

#(I cannot imagine avians sleeping on their backs lest they have special mattresses or something but hnng. For the domestic fluff...)#team rancher #rancher duo #solidaritek #I imagine Tango is not nearly as much of a ray of sunshine in the mornings as Jimmy is. Jimmy finds it endearing though 100%#I also imagine Tango moves the hell around in his sleep and tangles them both up with his tail #He's gonna try to apologize a thousand times for “making you sleep on your back” but Jimmy won't let him #ALSO what does /nf mean lol. Every other day I see another new tone indicator that I cant figure out the meaning of #please feel free to use brackets to circumvent my stupidity. I do not know the hip things... I am but a boomer noobie #trafficshipping #trafficblr #I have so many other rancher asks in my inbox that could fall under this #Rancher cuddles and smol Tango and this and that hhrr but I will... I will get to them... in time....#never enough rancher content #also laying on someone when they laugh so their chest bounces up and down etc. Oh it makes me weak. Not that I know what its like lol #but it feels cute...#tubby art

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wamscoastsmokerrr · 6 months

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no but seriously imagine it:

You’re seeing fall out boy at the wwwy festival 2024. Everyone is having a great time. Fall out boy seem a little excited. “We have a surprise for you guys.” Patrick says. All of a sudden Cobra Starship comes out and start singing “the kids are all fucked up.” When Gabe gets to the chorus, someone else starts singing… “When I was a young boy my father took me into the city to see a marching band.” Lights flash everywhere, and you see FOB singing “the kids are all fucked up” along with Cobra Starship, while MCR is singing “Black parade”. Everyone in the crowd is going wild and crying. Then if things couldn’t get any better, Dan and Phil walk onto stage and kiss, holding the gay flag.

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chidoroki · 6 months

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"Unstoppable" by Donna Ashworth

#the promised neverland #tpn manga #tpn emma #tpn ray #rayemma #emma #ray #my edits #happy november 13th aka the day the kiddos crossed over to the human world and our fearless protagonist achieved her goal.#im so proud of her..& i didnt mean for this to turn into something so RE relatable but it just fits ya know? ray's been by her side the #entire journey so of course he would witness all her ups & downs. i dunno if he would indulge in poetry however but with all the #books in the GF & bunker library im sure he's at least come across his far share of poems over the years. so yeah. i sorta imagined him #writing all this down and sketching out his memories alongside it all. hopefully the panels convey that kind of look. who knows.

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Imagine

Someone you know gifting you with a piece of merchandise of your Slasher S/O- not knowing of course that you are actually in a relationship with said Slasher.

Imagine sipping your morning coffee out of a mug with Michael's mask on it and not saying anything about it... and he's just across the table staring at you... waiting for an explanation you refuse to give. Because no- you don't want to talk about it. But your friend gave it to you and they were being very thoughtful and so goddamnit you're gonna use it!

Imagine running out of clean clothes so you're forced to fall asleep in the over-sized black t-shirt with 'Its Prime Time, Bitch!' splattered across the front in red and green font and as soon as you see him you're just like no. not a word from you. Secretly you unironically love it.

Imagine being gifted with one of those cutsie little Jason figurines (A Pop maybe) and you set him on your window sil. If Jason ever saw it he would be confused as hell but would love it eventually XD He's Big Jason and this is little Jason.

Imagine on a cold day you go to the Sawyer's house wearing a cute yellow beanie- Bubba only notices that its to do with him at all when you turn around on him for whatever reason and he sees a little chainsaw covered in blood sewed into the back!

Imagine making Billy and/or Stu drinks one night with ice and all is going fine... until he/they look down into the drinks and notice the ice blocks are in the shape of the Ghostface mask!! You're just like look. my friend got me these ghostface ice moulds and they're neat as hell so just shut up about it.

BONUS!Imagine your friend getting you an actual Chucky doll. You come home with it still in the box just knowing you're gonna get a mouthful from the real Chucky about this but you're so so hesitant to throw it out- because you're friend spent a lotta money on it for you!! So sorry Chucky but I guess you're gonna have to live with it XD

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rehenys · 8 days

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God, you're so handsome. ~ T.Wolff

Synopsis: Toto and George Russell's Sister are sneaking around. TW: Implied smut, Age Gap, Smoking.

God, he's so handsome in his vintage Merc and black Tom Ford glasses. With the sleeve of his black shirt casually rolled up, his muscular forearms catch the light. A wisp of smoke hangs between his parted lips as he waits for me at the end of the road, hoping my brother doesn't see us. I drop my duffle bag rushing into his arms and meeting his lips with a sinful kiss. His lustful eyes raked over my outfit, biting his lip But we both know time is of the essence.

Out on the open road of Monaco with the wind in my hair, hand on the back of my neck, just us and the ocean. His palm lays flat on my exposed thigh, mindlessly drawing shapes, his fluffy hair tousled due to the wind. His skin was glowing due to the setting sun. We pause to watch the sunset. I lean back against his chest, nestled between his long legs, with his arms wrapped around my waist and his lips against my neck. While my phone rings in the back seat.

5 missed calls from George

It's midnight, and we're tangled up in his sheets. I'm nestled against his side, his warm skin pressed against mine. His hand slowly roams my hip and waist until the teasing becomes too much. I stand over his body, holding him like a python, he canʼt keep his hands off me or his pants on. His lips whispered my name like a prayer.

16 missed calls from George

DAY 2:

In the morning light, he's still as handsome as ever, with tousled hair and sleepy eyes. I press a soft kiss to his jaw. As I try to untangle our limbs, his arms tighten around my waist. I flop back down, giving up on getting out of my safe place. After all, who needs breakfast?

Around mid-noon, we begrudgingly leave the bedroom to have ‘breakfastʼ. Who would have thought Toto Wolff would look so good making eggs? His bare torso is covered in an apron, his dexterous fingers wrapped around the whisk. I just intently stare at him making us breakfast, simply mesmerised, which he notices, he winks before giving me a bowl of strawberries to snack on. We share Crêpeʼs with whipped cream, with my feet in his lap; our lips swollen and his marble skin covered in purple splotches.

26 missed calls from George

It's the dead of night, and he sits on the sofa with his spectacles on, furiously typing away on his laptop, his hair messy from running his hand through it, his face set in a scowl. I just made his favourite Pumpernickel bread, and I have about 45 minutes to kill while it bakes. He looks too delicious right now for me to resist. I stand in front of him with an innocent smile, slowly moving his laptop away. His brown eyes crinkle with excitement, His lips find mine as I tug on his hair, gently massaging it to soothe the sting. He chuckles against my lip, his large palms sinking into my skin as my fingers nimbly unbutton his white shirt. My lips meet the skin between his neck and shoulder, his head thrown back in pleasure.

38 missed calls from George

DAY 3:

The next morning, I grab my phone while Torger is in the shower, to see a flurry of texts from my brother cussing me out, asking where I am. I calm him down, listing more lies to cover up our trial and he blindly trusts me, my heart heavy with guilt but he would never understand. I repeat it in my head like a mantra till that guilt settles when Toto takes me into his arms, kissing away my problems.

We lay on the couch as I read out loud, my hand running through his hair, his eyes fluttering shut. God, he's so handsome.

I chuckle, my darling all worn out. The simple domesticity of this week has me longing for more. we need to tell my brother, but how can I, this wasn't meant to happen but if I could go back in time I wouldn't change a thing. but my brother wouldn't understand, he has always been protective of his baby sister, and I know he would blow a fuse if he realised I was with his long-time mentor.

Our peaceful weekend had come to an end when he parked at the end of the road; back where we started, His face seemed to be set in a permanent scowl during the drive back. A chaste kiss and I walked up the road back home nodding at the security guard as he let me in giving me a sorrowful look. Stepping through the threshold of my house I switch to being the perfect sister and daughter of The Russells.

I happily greet my brother, feeding lies about my girl's weekend like I didn't spend the whole weekend in bed with his Boss and Mentor. As I head up the stairs he complements my outfit, I thank him with a soft smile but beneath that pretty pink Chanel dress he brought are the bruised hand prints of Torger Wolff with love bites to match.

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noradegrantz · 22 days

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Be My Daddy

CEO! Anakin x fem! reader

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warnings: sexual content, implied smut, age gap, fingering, sex, established relationship

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this fanfic is inspired by Lana Del Rey’s unreleased song “Be My Daddy”

I really hope that y’all will enjoy this! <3

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You were young, carefree, in your early 20s and shining amongst everyone around you.He was in his early 40s. Anakin Skywalker. The guy every woman in town craved. The way he was so strong, nice, kind and most importantly, yours. Yours forever.

You see, he was a business owner. You met him when you went in his company to get a job, not knowing what would follow after just chatting with him, the CEO of the company, while he waiting in line in a nearby cafeteria to grab something to eat and your usual coffee. He was waiting in line behind you. The worker handed you your coffee but as you turned around to go out you overstepped and accidentally spilled it on his new tie.

It was blue, like his eyes.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry-“

you turned to look at him, he moved his gaze to your face. He looked at your face and smiled. Then grabbed a napkin and whipped it a bit.

“It’s alright, don’t worry, it was an accident sweetheart”

He smiled at you

You looked down and awkwardly muttered

“H-Have a nice day!”

slowly you left the cafeteria and walked out while blushing. He was beautiful you said to yourself. You moved the thoughts aside though since you had to be in your job interview in less than ten minutes. You quickly walked towards the building. You stepped inside and a worker asked you if you are here for the job interview. You replied yes so she lead you outside of Mr.Skywalker’s office. You hadn’t rlly checked his background. The only thing you knew is that he was the CEO.

You were waiting for about fifteen minutes until his assistant told you that you could go into his office. You walked inside and instantly froze. It was him. The guy from earlier in the café. You felt embarrassment wash all over you again. He noticed it.

“Oh Miss, please have a seat. Are you still upset about earlier? Please don’t be, I’m okay!”

He gave you a warm smile which made you feel better. You moved closer and shook hands with him.

And that was how you started working there. You quite literally passed the interview with just showing him your biography. The rest of the time he just chatted with you about random stuff.

Moving on to 6 months later, in his apartment. Laying on his bed naked, with your legs still shaking from the orgasm you just had. He kept fucking you since the moment you stepped in from work.

He kissed your forehead

“My pretty baby…always so good for me..”

You quickly fell asleep and right after you did he did as well.

The next morning you woke up. Feeling so sore. You moved the bed covers to your chest so you could cover it. Slowly moved your body to sit properly on the bed. You looked around but he wasn’t next to you or anywhere in the room.

You worriedly asked

“A-Ani..? Are you here”

His head instantly popped out of the bathroom in his bed room.

“Hey angel, you’re up. Good morning!”

He said as he slowly walked towards you and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

“Did you sleep well baby? Are you feeling any pain? Let me know if anything hurts, okay?”

He said as he put a strand of your hair behind your ear. Then he sat on the bed. You got on top of him. Sat on top of his lap as the bed covers fell off you, once again exposing your naked figure to him. He put his hands on your hips. You started kissing him passionately as you slowly moved your hands to his hair. You started making out with him. He grabbed your breasts and lightly squeezed them. A soft moan left your lips as he did.

“What was that doll? Are you needy? Is my baby needy?”

He playfully said.

“Daddy…please touch me…more”

He moved his hand towards your aroused womanhood. He played with a clit a bit and then inserted two fingers inside. He moved his fingers slowly and after a while his pace got faster. You squirmed as he kept abusing your needy hole.

“D-Daddy..! I’m so close..”

He smirked and said, in his low husky voice.

“Go on Baby, come on my fingers…my beautiful girl..”

He kept praising you till you came and then collapsed on top of him. Once again, his fingers truly did wonders. He kissed your head as you were shaking on top of him

“That’s it doll…always so perfect for me. Always perfect…”

you muttered through deep breaths from your previous orgasm.

“you’ll always, be my daddy..”

Thank you for reading !

here’s the song in case you wanna listen to it <3

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chrollohearttags · 7 months

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sassy ass ej the don being the most serious dragging y/n around to the renaissance show in his all chrome fit posing for the cameras 😭 don’t let beyoncé acknowledge him cus it’s over

SCREAMING!! Cause honey, best believe he was there, eating the girls up. Told (y/n) she better come correct or she can’t ride with him. 😭😭 Giving TinMan realness with a fur coat, shades and HELLA ice on, (you know he an Aries chile LMAO) Mind you, he had a concert himself that night but as soon as he heard The Queen was in town, he suddenly came down with a touch of bronchitis 🌚 baby is front row, knows every word and don’t let ‘em fuck up the Mute challenge cause now the whole row gotta catch hell. Like y’all don’t get it, he despises half the industry and never shows up to anything. So imagine everybody’s shock when he’s literally fanboying and falling all over himself for her. Like he’s soooo happy to be there. Him and (y/n) singing every word together, just having a time. One of his favorite songs is Love on Top and she sees him in the crowd just belting the lyrics to his girl so she shouts y’all out on the mic like ‘y’all look so good.” And mannnnn, can’t nobody tell him SHIT! He done came back and bragged to all of his boys, using it as leverage. Let Jean say some slick shit to him and it’s forever ‘well Beyoncé said I’m cute. What you got, Jean? Besides a foot for a face.” 😭 insufferable as hell. For days after, he carries one of those hand fans around and just opens it up right in front of you. Insufferable as hell. Bey has no idea the monster she’s created.

#cherry’s asks 🍒#nonnies 🌹🍒#he gon be like rolling ray #‘she call she check up on me from time to time.’#aot x black reader #eren x black fem!reader #musician x influencer au #aot au #him being a Beyoncé fan is like my fav thing now #we know he love all the lady artists #eren imagines #eren jaeger #eren jaeger headcanons #eren jaeger imagine #black fem reader

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tacticaldiary · 11 months

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Unlikely Intruder

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Special agent Kennedy bested by the most unexpected intruder in the middle of the night. A ruined night of sleep leaves the both of them sharing a soft moment.

A/N: Enjoy! Requests are open!

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Leon’s always been a light sleeper.

It comes from years of living on the edge, of catching an hour of sleep in any cramped, temporarily safe location he could during missions, gun loaded in hand and ready to shoot if need be. From harsh training that molded him into the indestructible person he is today

It’s exactly why he’s awake the moment he hears a small, muffled thud downstairs. Blinking the sleep out of his eyes, he slowly unwinds his arms from around the person next to him, casting her a soft glance.

The thud comes again and Leon’s sitting up, reaching for the pistol in his nightstand.

Did someone break in? He strains his ears, but there are no footsteps, no indication of broken window glass. He knows all the doors were locked, he checks them every night before bed.

Obsessive, she jokes at him whenever he goes through the little night-time routine he has.

Perhaps he was, but if being called obsessive was the consequence of ensuring her safety, he’d let her jeer at him for hours.

“Leon?” The soft voice steals his focus momentarily. He watches his girlfriend shift, rubbing at her eyes and sitting up, most likely sensing the wariness rolling off of him in waves. “What’s wrong?” She stifles a yawn, pulling the sheet up with her. Disheveled and disoriented from sleep, she looks adorable. He’d take her right back to bed if not for the prickling chill running down his spine.

“I heard something,” Leon tells her quietly, turning his attention back to the door. “Something downstairs.”

“What?” Her eyes widen and she sits up straighter, casting a cautious glance at the door. “Like a person? Did someone break in?” Her voice comes out hurried, and Leon squeezes her arm gently to calm her down.

“You’re alright.” He assures her. “You’re with me, aren’t you?”

“Cocky much?” She manages a small smile, which dissipates as a crash comes from downstairs. Leon’s on his feet immediately.

“Stay here, baby.” He orders, in that deep authoritative voice she’s heard him talk to others at work with. “Lock the door behind me and don’t come out. I’ll come and get you, understand.”

She wants to protest, wants to insist that two people are better than one, but knows that Leon is built for this life, that he knows what he’s doing and she’d only be the added challenge of someone he needs to protect while investigating.

“Okay.” She agrees. “Yell if you need help, alright?”

“Sure.” Leon leans down, presses a kiss to her hair before striding off, gun in hand.

The click of the lock she turns behind him unsettles her more than it reassures her.

Minutes pass without noise, not a peep. No thuds, no crashes, nothing but the silence that bubbles into eeriness the longer it goes on. What was going on? Did Leon find something? Someone?

The next crash makes her jump out of her skin. It’s accompanied by a muffled, loud curse from Leon, something so out of character that it makes her instinctively grab the doorknob.

She hesitates.

He said not to follow...but she rarely hears Leon raise his voice like that. Worry prickles at her, the need to make sure he’s alright winning over her hesitation to stay safe. Creaking the door open, she pads quietly through the hallway, slowly stepping down the stairs.

It was alright. Everything would be fine, she just needed to find Leon. She’s taken a couple of self-defence classes, Leon had arranged them for her and even given her a few lessons himself-

Though those ones ended up with her having a little more fun at the end.

Shaking her head to rid herself of the thoughts that had no business coming to her now, her breath hitches as she hears chairs and tables scraping, Leon groaning with effort.

She peeks around the corner, heart racing, ready to run in to help him and-...

The fright drains out of her at the sight.

Her boyfriend, this strong, deadly special agent, this fully grown man wrestling with a small, spitting angry raccoon around their kitchen. The latter is hissing and trying to scratch at him while Leon holds it by the scruff, an angry red scratch across his cheek, bleeding sluggishly.

“Are you alright?” She asks, Leon’s gaze snapping to her.

“Thought I told you to stay put.” He shakes his head, giving the creature a frustrated look, holding it at arms length.

“That was before I knew you’d be bested by a raccoon.” She laughs. He does not look amused as he pulls open the front door and ushers the animal out, firmly shutting and locking the door behind it.

“It did not best me, I just wasn’t expecting it.” He winces when he touches the scratch on his cheek.

“Same thing.” Padding her way across the kitchen, she tilts his chin to the side to get a closer look. “That look nasty.” She smiles when Leon kisses her palm.

“Stings. Not too bad though.”

“Come here.” She runs a washcloth under warm water in the sink and hoists herself onto the counter, gesturing him over. Once he’s slotted between her legs, hands bracing himself on either side of her, she leans in and gently cleans the blood off of his face. “Let me know if it hurts.” She meets his eyes briefly.

He wouldn’t.

Leon drinks in every single moment she decides to touch him. He’s not used to touches that don’t come with expectations or hurt, so being with her is a reprieve from his busy life. He stares at her face unashamedly while she works, the water warm, her gentle touch cupping his face soothing. He admires the line of her jaw, the softness of her eyes.

She was beautiful. The best thing that ever happened to him.

Sometimes he wonders if someone as tainted as him deserved to come home to a person as pure-hearted as her.

But then again, Leon supposes he can afford to be selfish this one time. Just for this.

“It looks deeper than I thought.” She snaps him out of his thoughts.

“I’ve had worse than an angry raccoon scratch.” He quips, smiles widening at the disapproving look she casts him.

“Do you think it was carrying anything?” She asks suddenly. “Like rabies? It was wild, wasn’t it?”

Leon thinks for a moment. He’d come downstairs to the creature rifling through their pantry which had been left cracked open. it had not taken well to Leon’s attempt to remove it and had lunged at him. he didn’t get to check it it was foaming at the mouth or not.

All plans of going back to bed with her fly out the window.

Leon groans and drops his head down to her shoulder. A trip to the ER it was then. “Shit.” He curses, muffled by the fabric of the shirt she wore to bed. It’s one of his, he notes.

A soothing hand cards through his hair, scratching gently at his scalp. “I’ll get the car keys.” She huffs out a small laugh.

Requests Are Open!

(15/06/2023)

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married-to-google-translater · 2 months

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I wanted to request… maybe headcanons for a yandere ray from mystic messenger? specifically i was imagining like, what would he be like with someone who’s really innocent and naive- perhaps someone like an angel to mint eye. i hope that’s not too specific!

Gift is made by @sapphireicecream

Thank you for letting me use it <3

Yandere Ray headcanon

Ray would adore you.

Your kindness and gentleness would melt his heart.

If you were to be gentle with him, it would feel like a dream.

Ray would really adore you.

You could be an angel to mint eye…

But you would be like a god to him.

And believe that Ray would take your safety very seriously.

He wouldn't want "bad" people to be able to take advantage of your kindness.

Ray would like to protect you.

You are too innocent for this world.

You would spend most of your time with Ray.

And he would try to make you as comfortable as possible.

Pretty much anything you'd want Ray to do.

You would receive your favorite flowers, gifts, favorite food, etc.

He could also give hugs if you let him.

Surely Ray would blush during hugs.

However, there would be a few exceptions.

Like he couldn't let you go…

And he couldn't let you see other people either.

But otherwise you'd be fine <3

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger x reader #mysme #mysme x reader #Yandere mysme #Yandere mysme x reader #yandere mystic messenger #Yandere mystic messenger x reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanon #yandere headcanons #yandere imagine #ray x reader #ray #Yandere ray #Yandere ray x reader

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marc--chilton · 29 days

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house finding wilson ""interesting"" amongst a literal crowd of thousands is one thing but then to be proven right later when wilson flips his lid at a bar. theyre literally fanfiction but real but not

#house md #hilson #interesting is very subjective but whatvevr #one has to wonder how wilson felt during all that too #theyre freaks. affectionate and an insult #imagine getting served divorce papers right before big fuckoff conference for doctor things #and you blow your top because of a song on repeat so you cause property damage #only to get bailed out later by a guy who's sort of been stalking you all day with his blue x ray eyes #then you guys become best friends but also he makes jokes about wanting to fuck you a Lot #i want to study him like a little rat i wanna crack open his skull and touch his grey matter and see what twitches #anyway. im normal now

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