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thebuttsmcgee · 1 year
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With the leak being more spread around even with spoiler warnings, and because of a post I saw earlier when the news of the entire ep being leaked was first breaking, I gotta say
This really is disheartening to see. This really does hurt the whole series and the ones behind it. As of right now, we haven't gotten an official release date, yes we got the 21st from the TV listings but I mean no source from Dana or disney, and while most of us on here know about it, more casual fans and even some international fans don't, so the entire episode being leaked could hurt their excitement or love for the premieres that Always (seriously I mean ALWAYS LMAO never forget HM) get an incredible amount of notoriety, which help boost more support for the series, which JUST recently got noticed by disney.
It hurts the chance of the franchise getting more support (ie books, comics, a possible video game, more official merchant, etc) because of the less talk about the episode.
And while yes a lot of people (including Ms Dana Terrace herself) pirate the show, whether it be due to international troubles or insufficient funds to get disney+, what ultimately helps as well is the notoriety each episode gets. Anyone can pirate yet still make 100+ posts about how good each new episode was and it would help!
Yet this time it doesn't help cause this came outta nowhere and now so many are just being spoiled, getting their hype flattened and being pretty inconsiderate to the entire crew who made all of it possible, the same crew who already were disrespected by their very company. (And I do mean everyone! So many of the crew aren't given as much props and respect yet deserve it all the same!)
And ngl, it really sucks considering this is the 2nd to very LAST possible product of The Owl House as a whole. There was so much support for Thanks to Them yet FtF already seems a bit cluttered.
It's not hopeless cause there's still a chance FtF gets a huge amount of support when it officially releases. This is a huge problem tho, one that's already leaking through every big ocial media.
There's really not a point to this post other than just to say, this fucking blows, support the series in any official way you can when it officially releases (Make posts! Draw as much art as you can! Tune into the PostHoots! Make as much noise as you can!), and please be considerate to those who refuse to even look at it until the time is right.
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rosykims · 7 months
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accidentally made the duality of astarion/viera so so hilarious. 200yo vampire who longs for the sun more than anything vs 200yo drow who cannot fucking stand the sun and would do anything to go back to a nice damp cave where she belongs 🥰
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khlur · 2 months
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one of my flatmates whom i thought i was chill w is now saying racist shit about me to my other flatmate AND being a giant fucking dick to us both about a contract renewal...when she literally doesn't have a visa or the right to rent in the UK.
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indigodawns · 3 months
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i need to put my thoughts on the devil's plan (netflix reality game show) somewhere so can i just say kudos to ORBIT for his commitment to getting everyone to survive like it truly doesn't make for ~the best television but i respect it so much :') also seungkwan constantly making sure yeonwoo remains in the game is very sweet, though apparently he's going into his villain arc now thanks to seewon's convincing, she's a great femme fatale figure :') also ha seokjin is hot but he keeps giving me :// with his attitude (i rly though joonbin would be like that but he really did change his tune after ep1 good for him!) like truly sucks sometimes when men are hot and smart and aware of both. and then also dongjoo is so hot also in terms of personality im rooting for her!!! and for kyeongrim :') <3
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t4tbedehopmar · 1 year
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the usies. if u care
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arabellarose21 · 9 months
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camilleate · 1 year
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My gf is so pretty
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frogchiro · 7 months
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OK OK PLEASE HEAR ME OUT🙏 reader showing up to Slasher!graves house obviously with some pastries for him because she wanted to thank him for helping her with something and after a couple minutes pf him not so sneakily trying to get his musly scent on her, Reader realizes its getting late so she starts heading out but just before she leaves she hugs graves and gives him a kiss on the cheek before finally walking away and leaving him all flustered and still prossesing reader's actions since she had never before hugged him let alone kissed him
I'VE MISSED MY FAVORITE COWBOY CASANOVA
But how could you not bring him all these baked goods?? This is literally the one thing you could do for Mr Graves since he refuses any kind of payment for all the help he offers, always insisting he is the one who will personally see to any problem you might have even if you tell him that it's too much, that you couldn't possibly pay him back and that he surely has more important things to do than help some girl pick peaches or fix the ladder.
"Don't you even worry 'bout that darlin', it's my pleasure and a man's duty to help cute lil' ladies like yourself" he would reply in that low, syrupy southern drawl that leaves you flustered and erratic which Philip just laughs off.
When you brought him the baked goods, a tray of muffins and a decadent chocolate cake Philip was a little bit surprised but mostly smug. See? You're already caring and cook for him too! It's obviously a sign that you're not only attracted to him but also ready to take on the role of his cute little housewifey!! Isn't he so dreamy? <3
He was immediately on you, inviting you inside and perhaps to stay the night? It's already getting late darlin' and there could be creeps roaming around, you never know! But with that cute n shy polite smile you declined saying that there is still a bit of sun left but you wanted to bring these to him when they're still fresh :>
Ofc through the entire interaction Graves had one heavy arm around you, large, warm palm resting respectfully on your waist but not lower as not to scare you but he thinks he still managed to get the point across; his heavy musk and cologne rubbed off on you even if a little bit, making you smell like him and therefore marking you up. In a bold move he leaned down to give you a kiss on the cheek since he just couldn't help himself anymore. Sure it was risky and bold but judging by your flustered state and your darling doe eyes looking up at him all confused but oh so sweet, Graves knew he had to let you go or else he'd drag you inside his home to make his future wife a future momma <33
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emotionaldamages · 14 days
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puppy-jude bellingham
summary- jude and y/ns relationship is exposed from the puppy he buys for her
a/n- send requests for any formula one or football(soccer) player, for my jude lovers
judebellingham
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user this man gets finer and finer
user literally have my children
user y/n what are you doing here???
user I would sell my soul to see this man
user he’s just that guy
briham judee🔥🔥
user needs me a meet & greet with him
user iconic that one
user my fav type of man
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y/nl/n
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user dog is so cuteeee
user em that dog looks like judes dog🤨
user ARE U THE GIRL JUDE GIFTED THE DOG TOO
user I love you y/n
user I’m obsessed with teen world
user scott & allison or isaac & allison
y/nl/n scott & isaac are superior
user I wanna be her friend
ornyadams good old runs
y/nl/n yes coach very good runs
user that dog looks like the one from judes story
user guys a lot of dogs look the same
user respectfully shut up
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judebellingham she’s a star ofc 🌟
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user I’m obsessed
user yall need a kid?
user they would have such cute children
user WHAT.
user em no that my husband
user THIS IS SO😫
user she’s my wife
user I nEED a relationship like this
user give me a chance pls
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user I WANT TWHAT THEY HAVE
user HIM AND A BABY IS ADORABLE
user he’s so fine respectfully
user I need a bf
user I’m so lonely
user the second photo is so real
user the smile 😫😫
user my baby fever is very high
user I CALLED IT
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toecrust69 · 9 months
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Can i request a gn!reader who’s been trained to be a weapon most of their life so they’re not really good with feelings? They’ve been adopted by the batfamily and they get hurt on a mission, they hide and stuff but dick or Jason (maybe both?) finds out, and like kinda scold them for not saying anything and ask why they would keep this a secret. The reader replies something ‘I just didn’t think it was a big deal’ IT WAS A BIG DEAL. So it’s just fluff and angst😇. You can end it with them having a movie night after patching reader up to feel better? You can change somethings up if it crosses your boundaries! <3
Hurt
Warnings: mild mentions of violence and wounds, cussing, mentions of past trauma, mentions of drug abuse, mentions of an old abusive home, bad writing, animal abuse. Please let me know if I miss anything
A/n: Hello and tysm for requesting!! I just wanted to let you know that if you are in an abusive relationship or family, you are not alone. If you are sensitive to content like this, please leave (respectfully ofc)
Enjoy!!
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You pressed yourself up against the rough alley wall, clutching your side in pure pain as tears threatened to fall down your face.
You squinted your eyes shut and gritted your teeth to hold back a grutal scream of pain and slid down the wall.
You were just out on patrol, as usual, when you heard various voices, laughter, and whines from the very same alley you layed in now; soaked in your own blood.
Without a second thought, you dove down into the alleyway. You immediately realized what was going on.
There were five men surrounding what seemed to be a puppy with various wounds.
You frowned. Damian would not have been happy if he saw this.
The men turned to look at you and you could tell some of them were panicked while the rest simply smirked and stared you down.
A large fight ensued between you and three of the men while the other two stood by and watched while also making sure the puppy wouldn't escape.
You took note of this and kicked down one of the men I the direction of the other two, causing him to stumble back, bringing the two with him.
The puppy escaped but you couldn't.
Soon they were all fighting you, and it was a bit too much for you to handle.
They kicked you over and over on your sides, punched you, spat at you, and even stabbed you.
You barely won the fight, and now you stared down at their bloody, unconscious bodies in pure hatred.
You couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed and upset with yourself.
Since the moment you were born, you were trained to be a weapon similar to Damian.
You absolutely hated it and you were more than happy when Bruce took you in, but you still felt ashamed any time you were beat in a fight.
You remember how your parents used to severely punish you any time you'd fail a mission or training.
They never held back when it came to your punishments. Even when you were a toddler.
They'd punch and kick you just like the men had and you fucking hated it.
You hated how it brought you back to those dark memories and you hated how it reminded you that you'd never fully recover from it.
Your new family always tried to convince you that'd things were different now; that you were safe.
You'd always try to believe them but there was always that lingering feeling that you were never good enough.
There was always a tiny little voice that screamed and yelled at you about how useless, weak, and annoying you were.
There was always that little voice that told you how much of a burden you were to your new and old family.
But that wasn't the problem right now.
The problem right now was how you'd get back to the batcave/manor without getting caught and interrogated by Bruce or any one of your other family members.
You scouted out for an idea in your head when you finally got one.
Damian, Bruce, and Tim were still out on patrol and Jason and Dick weren't even in the city.
So all you had to do was walk in through the front door with your spare key and pray that Alfred wasn't going to see you.
'Perfect ', you thought.
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You searched for your keys in your pocket until you finally got them.
Bruce gave it to you the first time you arrived a couple months ago, claiming that it'd help keep you safe.
You never really understood what he meant but you didn't really mind.
You sloppily fit the key into the whole and twisted it until you heard the familiar click of the door unlocking.
You cracked the door open and peeked in to see if anybody was around, and thankfully, there wasn't.
You fully pushed the door in and stepped in.
Closing the door behind you, you propelled yourself towards the grand stairs.
You immediately froze in your tracks when you heard two muffled voices coming closer towards your direction.
Who could that be? Nobody except aflred was home and these were two voices.
'Was it an intruder? ' You thought and immediately got into your fighting stance, fists up, ready to fight.
The voices inched closer and closer when you realized they sounded familiar, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.
You held your stance when the owners of the voice stepped into your field of vision.
'Fuck! ' You immediately began panicking when you realized who it was. Dick and Jason.
They were about to ask you a question when you beat them to it. "What the fuck are you doing here!?".
"We should be asking you that" Jason retorted and you rolled your eyes.
You went back to your normal stance, trying to ignore the painful sting in your feet and arms.
Dick ignored Jason and turned you, signaling you to answer first.
You sighed in annoyance and began explaining your lie you made up on the way here. "I forgot my batarangs and came back here to get them".
They both gummed and not-so-subtly glanced at one another, clearly looking through your plain lie.
"Your lying," Jason stated plainly, "Tell us the truth"
But you completely ignored and asked once again; "now what are you two doing here?".
They frowned.
"If we tell you, will you tell us the truth?" Dick asked and you thought for a second.
You were already in too deep— there was no coming back.
So, you reluctantly nodded your head in agreement.
"Bruce called us in for an emergency meeting." Jason said plainly. "There. Now tell us the truth".
You hung your head low and noticed how your hands seemed to have had a seizure from all the shaking it was doing.
You felt as if they'd yell and punish your if you told them the truth. You knew that wasn't the case; you knew they weren't like that, but you couldn't help it.
Tears threatened to come falling down when you thought of another lie. Hopefully theyd believe you this time.
"I felt a bit tired and decided to come back early." You said a bit too quickly. "Goodnight" you murmered before rushing up the stairs and to your room.
They called after you to come back but you only ignored them and sped up.
Excruciating pain shot through your body with every step you took, but you couldn't care less.
Your hand barely touched the door handle when another one put a hand over yours, stopping you from opening the door anymore.
You looked up and saw Jason, jaw clenched as he stared into your soul.
Feeling a small bit of pressure on your shoulder, you looked and saw yet another big, rough hand rested upon your shoulder. Dick.
You shrinked the longer they stared at you until one of them spoke.
"What happened" Jason asked once again, voice as cold as his stare. Actually, he wasn't even asking, he was demanding.
You gulped and your eyes darted around the room but was quickly interrupted by another deep voice.
"Answer the question" Dick said coldly and you knew that there was no going back now.
You let go of the handle with a shaky breath and turned to face the two of them. Their arms were crossed as they stared down at you and you swore you felt tiny little bugs crawling up and down your entire body.
"D-do you promise not to be mad?" You asked in a small, shaky voice.
They were a bit taken back for a second but quickly recovered; hoping you didn't see their faces.
"Of course not" Dick reassured.
You still felt a bit uneasy about telling them what actually happened but you knew they'd never actually judge you.
"I was attacked by 5 men during patrol. I was trying to fight them off but I wad too weak," tears were now falling out your eyes and down your face. "I'm sorry" your voice was small like a mouse at the end.
Their icey gazes immediately warmed up as they began trying to reassure you.
"It's okay, there's no need to apologize" dick said as he brought his hands up to wipe your tears away with the pads of his thumb.
He held your face between both his hands and you couldn't help but lean into the unfamiliar touch.
"Are you hurt?" Jason asked
"Yeah... just a bit".
"Why did you tell us?" Jason asked in what seemed to be a hurt voice.
"I didn't think it was a big deal" you admitted sheepishly and dug your face more into Dicks hands as if trying to hide from your emberasment.
The truth was the complete opposite.
You knew it was a big deal but you didn't want to bother or burden anybody— especially not your brothers— with your wounds.
It was fucking painful but you thought you could patch yourself up.
You didn't need any help, right?
Right.
They were completely and utterly shocked— what do you mean no big deal!? This was a huge deal to them.
"What do you mean 'no big deal'!?" Jason asked, almost mockingly.
Dick scowled and sent him a glare, signaling at him to shut up.
A huge wave of guilt washed over Jason, but he didn't show it. "Sorry" he mumbled sheepishly.
"C'mon, let's take you to the medical room" he whispered into your ear as he lead you down the stairs and towards the batcave.
They placed you onto the small bed and in the bright florescent light, they could tell your injuries were definitely more than a big deal.
Blood covered your mask and suit. They could tell your leg especially hurt considering most of the blood came from there and your abdomen.
They didn't even understand how you even managed to walk— let alone up the stairs.
"Get me the med-kit" Jason demanded, pointing at Dick then the nearby meditation.
He was back in a flash with the med-kit and set it down beside you.
Jason opened it immediately and pulled out all the materials he needed.
Jason was always better when it came to patching up wounds compared to Dick. It was mostly because Jason got more hurt than Dick did during patrol, even though he'd never admit it.
His hands were fast but gentle as he began patching you up.
You had a high pain tolerance, so it only stang when he pressed the alcohol against your wounds.
Once he was finally done, he put away all the materials and turned to face you along with Dick.
You had since stopped crying and began pushing yourself off of the bed, standing up to your full length.
"Thank you" you mumbled, barely loud enough for them to hear.
They nodded and you began making your way towards the door when the stopped you.
"Hey" Dick said and you turned to look at him. You signaled for him to continue and he did, "you're not alone. You can always reach out to me or anybody else for help, okay?"
You nodded your head in agreement and they both smiled.
"Good."
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I'm not really happy with this one but oh well, I hope at least you enjoyed
-toes<3
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kitixie · 4 months
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Wrangled / C.S. (smau)
pairing: Carlos Sainz x checosister!reader
warnings: none for this one :)
other things: reader is plus sized (face claim is Barbie Ferria, adore her) bc i wanted so representation!!! ofc, feel free to imagine her however you'd like, shes just who i imagine when coming up with this stuff
tags: (these are people who commented on my post from yesterday, if you'd like to be tagged just ask!) @runs-with-sciss0rs @princessria127 @thatgirlmj
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y/nperez had an amazing time in Miami, thanks for bringing me along hermano :)
Maxverstappen: always great to see you, hope you’ll be in Barcelona!
↳ y/nperez: <33 we’ll see about barcelona
Charlesleclerc: you were in Miami and didn’t come say hello?? Rude 🙄
↳ y/nperez: i was literally in the garage next door??? u could’ve come over there???
↳ Maxverstappen: no he couldn’t, he’s banned from RB garage 🥳
↳ y/nperez: oh no was there another inchident???
↳ Charlesleclerc: I hate you both.
Schecoperez: Gracias por venir, hermana. muy agradecido de tenerte allí <3
(Thank you for coming, sister. So grateful to have you there <3)
↳ y/nperez: i need to be at every race now or else i look like a bad sister 🙃 te amo hermano <3
(I love you, brother <3)
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Barcelona, Spain
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y/nperez the second pic is me whenever checo said I need to wear RedBull merch to the race (also I’m now the new strategist for Ferrari, yw Charles)
Charlesleclerc: thank you, Carlos and I are tired 🙏🏻
↳ y/nperez: ofc, I got y’all (even though Carlos thought I was just some rando fan who somehow got into the garage)
↳ Charlesleclerc: no one ever accused him of being the smarter Ferrari driver
↳ Carlossainz: I actually hope you choke on uncooked pasta @/charlesleclerc
Leclerclover27: waitttt is this the girl from the paddock today??? The one who was hanging out with Charlos????
↳ user2564: indeed
↳ y/nperez: indeed (x2)
Maxverstappen: I’m looking, respectfully 🫣
↳ y/nperez: you don’t do anything respectfully, respectfully 🤭 u can look though I’ll allow it
y/nperez Instagram Story, 10:15 am
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Silverstone, United Kingdom
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y/nperez taking my new duties as the Ferrari Boys wrangler very seriously (also shoutout to my brother for bringing me to a third race even though charles and carlos told me not to mention anything RedBull related in their presence)
Charlesleclerc: you're a great handler, mi cara🤍(except for the fifteen minutes you spent not speaking to Carlos because he accidentally stepped on the back of your shoe)
↳ Carlossainz: she was walking directly in front of me, I could not help it! 🤦🏽
↳ y/nperez: maybe watch where you're going?? look up from that phone of yours sometime and you wouldn't run over people 💀
↳ Charlesleclerc: he was probably looking at pictures of you This comment has been deleted.
Schecoperez: those boys need all the help they can get
↳ y/nperez: amen
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bittersweet-folder · 7 months
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~□☆📜Welcome to the very witchy october, november and december seventeen master list:
Edit> please read: since I'm busy with college work and I get tired as well when I get back home, I'm extending it. Above that what if I get some good fic ideas for the other members. So we're doing it all in the "ber" months.
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~♡ all the readers will be different types of witch ♡
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[Comment under this post if wanna be in my taglist]
~📜☆Wonwoo:
~ vampire Wonwoo × forest witch reader
> enemies to lovers, both are aged up, kinda historical au, supernatural au
> there will be 2-3 parts of this with a smut in it [ofc duh!] . Minors dni respectfully get out if you don't like smut.
~📜☆Mingyu:
~vampire Mingyu × cosmic witch reader
> friends to lovers , both are aged up, historical au, supernatural au ofc, reader has magical powers
> there will be smut babyloves so minors, respectfully get out if you don't like smut.
>there might be more than one part.
~📜☆Hoshi: ( part one will be posted soon)
📜Bewitched♡ : wizard/exorcist Hoshi x love witch reader.
> part 1 > part 2 > part 3
> both reader and Hoshi know each other from childhood because of their family. Coworkers to lovers, both are aged up, historical au, supernatural au, mentions of exorcism (it's purely fiction).
> there will be a smut at the end~
~📜☆Minghao: (nothing yet)
[ if I get ideas for other svt members I'll surely update the masterlist ]
.・✫・.・✫。.‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙.・✫.・✫・゜・。..
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khlur · 8 months
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every time i talk w my parents i have to remind myself not to get swayed by their doting affectionate act.
#i mean see#becoming older has made me recognize and appreciate them for a lot of what they did#but to say that i am doing anything except lip service to them rn would be an exaggeration#our relationship has improved but i have made it clear that i never intend to live with them ever again#that the honeymoon period will last 2 days max#they'll cry their crocodile tears#and the emotional abuse will restart like it never stopped#that the physical abuse would have continued if i didn't threaten them by throwing chairs and a knife#like....these past few months have given me such fucking WHIPLASH#it almost makes me forget just how dysfunctional our dynamic has been#how i got away relatively well adjusted because i psychologied myself through clinical and counselling psych classes#how they refuse to take the blame absolutely for my brother's issues surfacing now in his adulthood#ever so often something so viscerally twisted will happen on a call or on the group chat which makes me want to hurt myself#and that serves as a wake up call abt how bad shit used to be#and how glad i am to be away from it all#but every few weeks i will be lulled back into thinking that maybe things weren't so bad#i'm also swayed so much by the people around me rn who hesitate so much to talk about anything that isn't small talk#either that or they're people who really love their parents and enjoy spending time with them#and i'm like....respectfully i cannot relate and neither can the bamboo rod that once broke in two bcs of how hard my parents wielded it <3#and ofc when families come up in conversation everyone acts like it's a normal thing for there to be ups and downs#w so much unsaid and implied about how i'm actually an ungrateful POS who can't appreciate their parents sacrificing so much for me#hehe. no thanks. keep ur judgement to urself
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mariaace · 16 days
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Chigiri dating headcanons
A/n:Listen guys i have no motivation to write😭i am sorry i know i have two more reqs I'll do it i promise 🫶🏻
Warnings:none Genre:fluff Type:headcanons Pairing:Chigiri
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BLUE LOCK FAV BOY🔐🔐
Dating Chigiri Hyoma... sounds like a dream😭
You are the only one allowed to touch his hair, braid it, or play with it in general. No one else.
Please praise this boy for his ability 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 The boy deserves it (and he loves it, but would never tell you that or ask you to do it). Like a lot of people underestimate it and he just loves it so much when you compliment him because of it.
Speaking of compliments. This is one of the most important things in the relationship with him. And i talk about both sides, he gives you compliments really often and he loves recieving from you. Like just a simple "you're pretty/handsome" is enough, but it still matters
Skincare evenings!! Or like i like to call them care take afterday☺️. It doesn't matter if it's gonna be at your house or his it's just a must. If you don't like skincare... He'll make you do it<3 respectfully ofc!
He will melt if you show interested in his football career!! Like if gou play football?? Man will want to play with you aaaaaall the time. Even if you don't though, if you show like the slight interest in his training, come to watch some of his games, listen to how his training went, he will be so grateful<333
If you have long hair or just if you tie your hair sometimes, he'll ask you to take one of your hair ties and wear it during games so it could bring him luck. If you have short hair (matching♡) he will give you his hair tie for you to wear around your wrist!! Please have some hair ties with you most of the time he needs them🤣🫶🏻
I highly believe that Chigiri (and maybe Kunigami) would have your initials on his cleats. Like i said- it brings him luck!! You're his lucky charm❤️‍🔥
"I saw this and it reminded me of you" typa guy🙏🏻🙏🏻
Floweeeeers!!! He loves to give you flowers. I honestly can't explain why. He just seems like that guy. He would be a blushing mess if when you meet you are the one giving him flowers. (Please do it at least one time🙏🏻)
He has a sister so after quite some time you start dating he would like you to meet her. And i am sure you two will get along pretty easy🫶🏻
Study sleepovers that end up with you cuddling or you braiding his hair.
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annesstardustchords · 11 months
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You Look So Perfect - Marc Spector X Reader
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Request from @simpforbritgents : "I’m convinced that Marc would love and not be able to help fucking you (respectfully ofc) when you steal his clothes bc it’s all oversized on you and he knows you love wearing his clothes."
I'm OBSESSED with this idea so ofc I had to make it filthy :)))
CW: Smut under the cut, weed usage, alcohol consumption, oral (f receiving), fingering, light choking, praise kink, size kink, reader is referred to as "girl" - ie, "pretty girl", "sweet girl", "good girl", etc.
(lmk if I missed anything!)
Playlist: Salt and The Sea - The Lumineers, Mistakes - Sharon Van Etten, Come Here - Dominic Fike, Baby - Born Without Bones
Every reblog and like is appreciated - thank you all for the love on my first fic <3
Your boyfriend, Marc, wasn't home. He'd been gone since early in the morning, out chasing scarabs and such; this was pretty normal for him, and for you. He was rarely around during the days lately. You missed him. God, did you fucking miss him. Any time he was away, it was like he took your heart with him. Tonight wasn't any different, and you needed him. To have his arms wrapped around your waist, to take in his scent, to listen to his breathing as his chest moved beneath the rest of your head; just to be in the same fucking room for once. Even seeing him from a distance would suffice at this point.
You weren't sure what had you so worked up. Sure, you missed Marc, but you miss Marc every time he's gone, so what made today any different?
Regardless, you figured that sitting around and moping wouldn't fix the ache in your chest for him, or the flush in your cheeks from the tingling in your lower belly, or the stupid aphrodisiac effect that wine had on you (and you had drank about a half a bottle on your own,) so you decided to just go to bed and hope he's there when you wake up in the morning.
But that didn't work either.
An hour had passed, and you are still wide awake. With an annoyed groan, you sit up and grumpily make your way into the kitchen, bare feet shocking your system at the coolness of the tile beneath you. You shiver as you grab your box of joints from the cabinet, rubbing the goosebumps on your arms as you make your way back to your bedroom. You open the window and place the ashtray on the sill, reaching behind you to pick up Marc's sweater up off the couch, slipping it on as you climb out the window onto the fire escape, grabbing a joint from the box still sitting on the windowsill as you do so.
You let yourself drown in his massive sweater whilst you light the joint, the freezing cold air hitting you hard. You take a hit, holding the smoke deep in your lungs with a massive inhale, the scent of Marc hitting your nose as you do so. You exhale, and bury your nose into the neckline of his hoodie, taking in as much of his cologne as you can.
You stay sat on the fire escape for 15 minutes, smoking the entirety of the joint and longing for Marc; the soft hums of muffled indie playing throughout your apartment as your high fully hits. You shuffle back inside, closing the window behind you and dropping the box and ashtray to your side table with a clunk as you fall into your bed.
You leave the music on, fully basking in the size of Marc's hoodie, rolling around in it as if you were in a music video. You knew it was the weed talking, but it almost -almost- felt like he was holding you; his aroma surrounding you in a fog-like hug as you lazily hummed along to the song playing, giggling at nothing in particular. 
You kicked off your sweatpants and stood up, bouncing around to the music as you filled your glass with more wine (not that you needed it,) and swayed around to the beat in some pitiful attempt to tire yourself out.
You weren’t sure how long he’d been watching but as you opened your eyes and swirled around, your red eyes met Marc's dark ones. 
“Hi, sweetheart,” he smiles. 
“Marc!” You squeal, running over to him and practically chucking yourself into his strong arms.
"I missed you so fucking much," he murmurs into your hair, the rasp in his voice sending shivers down your spine.
"Are you really here?" you whisper, holding onto him as if your life depended on it.
"Yeah, pretty girl," he chuckles, "I'm right here."
"I missed you so much. Had to smoke a whole J on my own to get you outta my head," you joke, poking at his ribs, "It didn't work, though."
"I'm sorry I was gone for so long," he sighs, pulling away from you and tossing his bag onto his floor, "But I-"
He pauses for a little too long, looking at you up and down like a man starved.
"But you...?" you prompt, waiting for him to finish his sentence.
"Nothing, I- it doesn't matter. You... Fuck- You look really fucking good in my sweater, baby," he groans, grabbing you by the waist.
"Oh?" you giggle, "You like it when I wear you clothes, hm?"
"Fuck, I really do. Lets me know you're mine," he whispers, swooping his head down to place a passionate kiss to your lips, "But as much as I like it on you, I think I'd prefer it off."
You blush and step back, slowly removing the sweater from yourself to reveal your bare chest and pink panties.
"Better?" you sheepishly ask, biting your lip as you smile.
"Much better," he sighs, taking a step towards you and pulling you toward him again, "God, I gotta taste you, pretty girl. Can I please, please taste you?"
"Please, Marc," you whimper as he places gentle kisses to your neck, the various substances coursing through your blood stream causing every little touch to set your skin on fire.
"C'mon, princess," he grunts as he picks you up bridal-style, carrying you back to your bed as you giggle and nip at his collar bones.
You cherished that small moment; having his tall, strong figure encapsulating your petite one in comparison to his. It made you feel safe - protected, like nothing could hurt you.
He gently places you onto the mattress, and in what feels like the same motion, grabs your ankles and pulls you to the edge of the bed.
"Gonna make you feel good, sweetheart. Been away so long, I gotta reward you for being so patient," he smirks as peppers kisses from your sternum down to your belly button.
"Please make me feel good, Marc. Missed you bad," you murmur, trying to restrain from begging him even though that's all you wanted to do. You'd get on your knees and fucking beg - that's how much you needed him.
He smiles and runs a finger over your clothed cunt, causing you to take a sharp breath. He tucks a finger under the waistband of your panties and pulls them down in the same motion, chucking them somewhere behind him.
"God, you're fucking perfect," he whispers, admiring the sight in front of him.
Meanwhile, you were admiring the sight below you.
He looked so fucking good. His big, lustful eyes gazed upon you like it was the first time he'd seen you naked. He was him, and you were you, but it was like it was the first time all over again.
"Marc," you whined, wriggling under the hold he had on your hips.
"What do you need, princess?" he asks, cocking his head to the side with a joking intonation in his voice.
"Please, just fucking touch me," you finally beg.
He smiles then, ducking his head between your thighs, placing a kiss to each inner thigh before kitten licking a single stripe through your folds. You moan and let your head fall back at the sudden relief.
He nips at your clit as he lets his hand explore your chest, tweaking your nipple as his fingers trace across it. The simple action feels like fireworks across your body, setting you on fire.
"You taste so good, sweet girl," Marc groans, licking his lips.
He dips his finger into your entrance, gathering your arousal on his thumb and raising his hand to your mouth.
"Open, baby," he says, swiping across your bottom lip. You do as he says, opening your mouth and taking his thumb onto your tongue, tasting yourself on him. You suck ever so slightly, though it's enough to send Marc into a crazed hunger. He fully attaches his lips to your clit, licking and sucking as he enters a finger into your hole, hooking it right where you needed him to.
"Oh my God, Marc... Fuck- Feels so fucking good," you moan, your head lulling to the side as he eats you out like he'll never touch you again.
"That's it, baby," he praises as you moan; something he'd do every so often as an act of incentive; of devotion, "Take what you need."
At that, you let your hips snap up, your clit bumping his nose with a strangled moan from you as Marc's hand makes its way up your stomach, grabbing at the flesh of your hips to keep you in place - just enough, though, that he'd still have control over you.
"Fuck, Marc... Need you," you whine, rolling your hips against him.
"You have me, sweetheart," he chuckles, the vibrations from the wonderous melody of his laugh like electricity against your aching core.
"Mh-mh," you moan, shaking your head, "Wanna fuck you."
"Oh, really?" he chuckles, ceasing his actions on your clit much to your dismay. He climbs on top of you, holding himself just inches from your face. He places a delicate kiss to your lips, but you're having none of it- pulling his lips to yours like they're your only source of oxygen. Passionate; all the yearning for him pouring out of your lips onto his.
"Please? I've been such a good girl for you- waited so long for you to come home... Didn't even touch myself," you mutter between kisses.
"Oh, fuck, y/n. You can't say shit like that," he groans as you feel him grow insatiably hard against your thigh.
"Can't help it," you groan, rutting your hips into him, "I need you to know how you make me feel."
"I'm boutta make you feel a whole lot better, dollface," he smirks.
To Be Continued...
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starer
he is ALWAYS staring at you. he never keeps his little pretty eyes off of you. his heart rate always goes up when you catch him staring, going to the lengths of turning his head away quickly, like he never was even staring in the first place.
snapchat secrets
he has some VERY spicy pictures of you, including lingerie pics, nude pics, swimsuit pics… you name it. he stores these pictures in secret places, like his hidden folder on his phone, or his “my eyes only” folder in snapchat, or even in a secret folder on his laptop. but he won’t let you see them.
panty snatcher
to play with or when he’s lonely, needing you or his pants feel too tight, he always has a pair of your underwear with him. his favorites are ones that he has came on, or ones you wore the last time you had sex. he pretends to be surprised when you tell him about another missing panty.
dirty laundry
he likes playing with said underwear, releasing in it, folding it back up in a dainty little fold and placing it back in your drawer to wear. he plays dumb when you mention the dryer may not be working well anymore.
needy
he ALWAYS wants to fuck. in the car, at the movies, under the dinner table… he is always trying to get his filthy little fingers in your pants. he dosent even care if you are on your period, he will put a plastic sheet on the bed.
clouded mind
he is always thinking about you to the point where it can be considered unhealthy. he wants to know what you’re doing. where you are. what you’re wearing. he has to know.
grabby
his hands are always on you, especially in public (bonus points for wearing something short and revealing). you could be sitting next to him on a bench and his hand will be wrapped around your thigh. he’s not too adventurous in public, usually keeping his hands on your thighs or waist, but that wont keep him from exploring.
sugar daddy
he dosent do it often, but every once in a while he will buy you the most dangerous lingerie, have you take photoshoots in it just so he can set them as his wallpaper. and for him to enjoy later, too.
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