#they’re both wearing cardigans .. because it fall...

[marilynthornhilllover]

If you’re looking for requests I have one for ya!!

Reader is at a party with their wife (or girlfriend, whichever you decide works best) Alcina. A beautiful woman walks up to reader at the bar and starts flirting with them but they’re clueless and just think she’s being friendly.

Alcina sees what’s going on and gets wildly jealous. When reader gets back to her she’s short and angry with reader. Eventually, she tells reader what she saw and reader is shocked that the girl was flirting with them.

Alcina gets possessive (as per usual) and takes reader into the bathroom and fucks her brains out so the only person in reader mind for the rest of the night is Alcina.

Maybe some sweet fluff at the end?

When temptations are high

Alcina dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warning: smut,slight cunniligus, slight praise kink,strap, degradation kink, possessiveness, dom!alcina, slight mean alcina, manhandling, rough sex, slight overstiumlation, slight orgasm denial, fluff.

A/n: I'm honestly sorry to howsoever requested this because it's been 42,827 years and I'm sorry, thank you for your patience 💀😭hope you enjoy😌💞🙌

The music was great and the party was very much alive. Everyone had their natural flow to the beat of the song. You and alcina were fashionably late as always. You were wearing a skin tight black slik skirt with a simple white vintage cardigan, as for alcina she was wearing black men trousers and a white blouse with the sleeves rolled up around her elbows.

Her hair was curled up around her face, every step she took they bounced. Her silhouette red heels adding to her height. You both turned some heads as you walked up to the bar to get yourselves some drinks.

Alcina made small talk with one of her friends at the bar as she waited for the bar man to hand over the drinks.

Your eyes wondered curiously around the room, flicking from couples grinding on eachother, the single ones dancing their soul out on the dance floor, the vibe was amazing. You could feel someone staring at you, you averted your eyes to the persons mysterious pull. Your eyes landed on this breath taking woman that was standing in the shadowy end on the room.

She had on a red dress that was covered in dimonds and her hairstyle was exactly the same to alcinas, except she had a side part. Her make up was dark and vibrant, alluring a soft glow when ever the lights from the DJ booth flicked across her face.

You must have been staring for too long, because the mystery woman across the room flashed you a sly smirk before turning to the girl next to her and began talking. She must have a strong effect on people because the poor started squirming and blushing drastically.

You had a huge thing for middle aged women and it was obvious just by your relationship with the alcina dimitrescu. You narrowed your eyes at the scene and turned to give your attention back to alcina who was now in another conversation with someone else.

The bartender handed you your drink, a martini, light ice and alcinas ruby red Italian wine. You gaved her drink to her which she glady took, giving you a kiss on the cheek and flashing you a small smile as she returned to her conversation.

You sighed and decided to walk around the room. The music changed to a soft romantic jazz. You smiled and proceeded to turn around to go back to alcina so that the both of you can dance, since of course she loved jazz music but you bumped into someone almost falling down.

A strong pair of hands grabbed your waist quickly and held you close to them. You caught yourself and sighed. Looking up to see the same mystery woman staring into your soul. God she was beautiful. You got lost in her emerald eyes as she gently pulled you up onto your feet to stand straight - her hand never leaving your side.

"Thank you" you whispered, not trusting your voice to say anything more. You could feel your body getting hotter each passing second and it was becoming slightly impossible for you to keep your sanity.

" that skirt looks good on you" she whispered in your ear, her lips slightly hovering over your skin making you sliver. Before you can even respond with an appropriate answer she spoke up again.

" but I'm sure It will look better on my bedroom floor" you were utterly lost for words. She pulled you closer to her and placed a soft but meaning kiss to your neck before sighing, she rested her face into your neck leaving a few more kisses there before she completely released you from her hold.

It took every cell in your body to try not to whine at the lost of contact. You should be ashamed of yourself. You were as red as a tomato if not more red , and sweating ducks. She smiled seductively at you before taking out a business card and giving it to you. She leaned into your ear again and spoke.

" if you ever get bored of the eiffel tower" she said sarcastically, and you knew who she was referring to. You bite your lip and shook your head. She walked pass you and you were immediately met with alcinas golden eyes piercing into your soul.

The were cold and full of anger. From the way her nose flared, she hands were clenched and her hooded eyes you knew it was better if you got on your knees and begged the earth to open up and suck you in because God alone knows what's running through her mind.

You gulped as you slowly walked over to her, like a scolded puppy when they know they did something wrong. As you approached her you could literally see the fire flames burning in her eyes. Her pupils dilated and she only looked at you, like an hawk looks at its prey.

You cleared your throat and stood directly infront of her. She scoffed as she looked down and saw the business card in your hand. She looked over at the woman across the room and glared at her, the lady only raising her glass as if she's making a toast before smirking and walking towards the DJ booth. Alcina suddenly grabbed hold of your wrist and pulled you towards the bathroom area.

She pushed you in harshly but still making sure not to hurt you in the process.

" what the fuck was that!" She shouted her eyes flicking a deadly golden color clear evidence she was completely perplexed and wasn't going to take any bullshit amswer from you. When you didn't answer but instead looked down she tore the business card away from your hand and tore it to pieces before throwing it the trash can.

" if I didn't know better I would think that you wanted her to fuck you right then and there in front of everyone" she spoke through gritted teeth. You didn't expect to get on her bad side tonight, tonight was supposed to be special, a little night out so that the both of you can relax and take a break from work.

She grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at her.

" Your lucky I love you enough not to go to jail otherwise I would have snapped her in half!" She growled. You gulped as you looked into her eyes. She was absolutely serious and she was raging. Her anger is not one to be testednor doubted..It's dangerous and it shows no mercy. And when she's anger she's a completely different person. And if she says she would have snapped that woman in half you best believe it.

She groaned loudly as she harshly let go of your chin. She sighed heavily as she started to paste back and forth across the room.

" cina I'm sorry, everything happened so fast, I almost fell she helped me and- I don't have an excuse because I could have walked away I'm sorry. it's not that big of a deal. Her eyes were just so-" she cut you off by quickly walking up to you and choking you. You reached behind you to quickly hold yourself up by using the edge of the sink and she leaned you back.

" not that big of a deal? what was her fucking name" she snarled at you tightening her grip around your neck, now she was scaring you. Alcina would never hurt you but as of now her grip was cutting off your blood flow and you were losing oxygen. You couldn't even think properly but your tried to remember. You thinked back to when she handed you the card and you looked down at it.

Kate

" h-her name w-was kate" you manged to choke out, before she released you. You immediately gasped for air and you held onto her shoulder. Alcina pressed herself flush against your body and you could feel her strap. You looked up at her wide eyed and she chuckled darkly.

" it was meant to be for a surprise when we got home but my, my darling you need a punishment" she spoke in a sultry voice. Alcina smirked as she saw the blacked out expression on your face. You looked surprise but also so needy for her cock in your greedy hole. You squirmed and rubbed your thighs together but she immediately picked up on it and forced her knee between them to stop you.

She wrapped her hands around your neck again but this time more gently.

" listen to me you little slut and attention seeker, I'm gonna fuck you til you can even remember her name and yours and since you loved her eyes I'm gonna make you look at me while you come undone on mommy's strap and maybe.... who knows, maybe you'll see stars" she chuckled as you already started drooling for her.

In one swift motion alcina unbuttoned your cardigan and unclasped your bra, she lifted you up and placed you onto the counter. You spread your legs for her in a sexy way, batting your eyelashes and biting your bottom lip seductively. Alcina chuckled as she unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down enough for the strap to bounce out.

She groaned as she looked up at you and smirked.

" next time I should have you suck it off, mhm" she spoke in a teasing tone. You'd be more than happy to. Alcina took off your skirt and looked at the thin see through white thong you have on. She chuckled before ripping it, having it suffer the same fate as the business card before pushing it in her pocket. Alcina cooed as she gently ran her cold firm cock up your slit and slightly over your clit causing you to moan as your eyes rolled back.

" so desperate from mommy's cock huh? Mhm little slut who has you this wet and cock drunk?" She asked chuckling as she looked up at you smirking at your needy whimpers and pathetic moans as your eyes rolled back into your head. You mumbled incoherent sentences. Alcina loved seeing you like this for her but she needed you to respond. She was in charge.

In one swift and deep thrust she bottomed out in you. All the air was pushed out of your lungs as you felt the tip of her cock press deep within your spongy walls hitting your sweet spot so good, few more of thoses and you would be cumming and screaming her name. She pressed on the tummy bulge she had created in you and leaned down towards your face smirking like the devil himself.

" Answer me you slut, I got you this cock drunk?" She asked once more in a demanding sultry tone. You tried your best to answer her you really did but God the only thing you could think about was her cock. Alcinas dimitrescus cock buried deep within you. For sure if anyone came in and saw this scenery they would faint.

Your legs trembled as she straightened up her posture and started a few slow strokes within you. Watching as your face convert in pleasure as your mouth formed a small "o" shape as you fought to hold onto her shoulders for stability.

"You love when mommy fucks you like this don't you my love? Think that woman could get this deep in you? Mhm make you cum the way I make you do?" She asked and you forced yourself to squeak out a high pitched "no". She smirked, her eyebrows quriking up in disbelief.

" I don't believe you" she simply stated. Alcina removed your hands from her shoulder as she intertwined her fingers with your, holding your hand above your head. She moved her hips and a relentlessly pace pounding your cunt in ways you knew for sure that other woman can't.

" fuck! Alcina p-please mph!" You moaned as you removed your hand from her hold and tried to press against her mound she she wouldn't deep but she only removed your hand forcing it back above your head as she went even deeper, now she started rubbing tight fast circles around your puffy bud, groaning as the room now became filled with your screams of pleasure and her grunts.

You were seeing stars. Alcina was fucking you like a animal, so fucking good ( as always). Tears started to form in your eyes as you forced yourself to look up at her. She was focused on the sight of her cock going in and out of you and her mission with your clit.

You moaned her name softly as she spat on your clit and started rubbing it more harshly. You fought against her hold on your hip as your eyes rolled back once more. Alcina looked up at the sight before her, she was in awe. You were crying. Your makeup messed up, mascara running down along with the tears, your hair messed up. Fuck you were a beautiful sight to see. That made alcina even more feral.

" fucking God, are you crying draga? Mommy fucks you so good that you cry on her cock, wanna cum too huh?" You nodded uncontrollably as you felt yourself clench down on her cock.

" fucking cum for mommy " she whispered opening your shaking legs to the widest as she fucked you hard and fast, pounding ruthlessly into your g-spot every 2 seconds. With one final thrust you cumed on alcinas faux cock as she panted.

She chuckled at your worn out, gently removing her cock from your ruined cunt she kneeled down and admired what she created like your cunt was the most precious art piece in the entire world. She slowly cleaned you with her tongue looking up at you sympathetically as you let out soft whimpers. She cooed softly at you the vibrations sending a shock wave through you making you grab her hair and pull her away from you.

She softly kissed your clit before coming up and kissing you passionately, you could taste every bit of yourself on her tongue. She realesed you and helped you get dressed again. Noticing the tired expression on your face. She picked you up bridal style and carried you out of the bathroom and through the back door so no one would see.

She placed you in the car, putting your seat belt on she noticed that you were already asleep. She smiled softly, removing strands of hair from your face and quietly shutting the door moving to her side. The ride home to your shared mansion was quite. Alcina took you up stairs and ran you a bath, after she proceeded to cuddle with you in bed.

" I'm sorry if I accidentally hurt you today my love, you know i get a little jealous when it comes to what is mine" she spoke softly kissing your forehead. You smiled up at her and chuckled.

" you weren't sorry when you were fucking my brains out, but not gonnna lie i really enjoyed it" you said sarcastically, she playfully rolled her eyes and stared at you happily.

" God I love you" she mumbled before slowly starting to drift off to sleep.

" not as much as I do" you whispered, you both went back and forth about who loved who more until you both fell into deep slumber.

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[morganbritton132]

what do EMTTS eddie and steve look like in 2023? how have their styles evolved with age?

So, I don’t have a very well-defined image of them in my head for this AU.

I know that some people have said before that they just picture the characters as they are on the show, and I don’t want to be too particular and disrupt the version that someone has in their head. I feel like we’re pretty too far into this AU to set hard and fast rules, you know?

But I’ll throw out some of my HCs for this older couple.

I think they are both aging exceptionally well. Steve a little more than Eddie because he’s moisturized his entire life.

They’re both pretty fit but soft in that way you get as you get older. A large part of Eddie’s job is running around on stage and Steve works out as a hobby. They’re healthy but neither are sporting a six pack.

I love the HC that Steve goes gray early. He found his first gray in his late twenties and is a full silver fox by the time he’s thirty. He never thought to dye it and honestly, it’s a great look on him. Eddie’s graying too but slower. He still has a lot more brown than gray in his hair.

I don’t think Steve’s style ever really changes much. I think he just gets more comfortable with himself. He’s still going to wear a nice polo and well-fitted jeans when he wants to look nice, but he also wears things that aren’t in style now. He holds onto his clothes for longer instead of switching them out for the newest trend and he wears a lot of sweaters and cardigans.

Steve’s a teacher and he has been for decades. You know he owns some of the weirdest cardigans you’ve ever seen.

I think Eddie’s style has gotten more elaborate and more casual as the time went on. When Corroded Coffin made it big, he was suddenly able to afford a lot of the clothes that he always wanted. His stage clothes got flashier and bigger, and his casual clothes got better, but you always eventually fall back to what you like.

Eddie’s got a closet full of old band tees and ripped jeans. It’s what he likes to wears. Sure, his rings are nicer and he’s got better accessories, but he was already settled in who he was when they got famous. There wasn’t must else to change about him.

#You know since Wayne is balding you can make jump that Eddie would too #but I don’t wanna live in an alternate universe where Eddie doesn’t have his long curly hair #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson

[moonchildstyles]

me running to your blog like a kid who wants attention whenever i have an idea 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️

anyway hiiii moonie

thinking about gravity h in his cardigan when they’re doing stuff… 😵‍💫 like her being practically engulfed in the fabric hanging from his sides while he’s on top of her on the sofa while they kiss and the knit pulled up over his wrists when his hands are on her cheeks, and the image of him slipping it off his shoulders without taking his lips off of hers for even a second and chucking it onto the floor before he presses his hands against her hips to press her into mattress, and you know he goes absolutely feral when he sees her wearing one of his, and i can picture her making him breakfast wearing only his cardigan because the fabric falls to her thighs and she can button it up so she’s warm and he’s dropping to his knees in the middle of his kitchen and pushing it up past her hips and having his own meal and im not okay

(also the rosemary blurb was literally everything ily)

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WAIIIIIIIIIIIT YOU ARE SOOOOOOOOO SICK..........bc I can SEE that so clearly like him pushing off his clothes while they’re kissing on the couch and not wanting to pull away and ugh that............and you KNOWWWWWW he loves seeing her in his sweaters its his fave in both a :( and a 🥸 way

soooo happy you liked the blurb thank you thank you!!!!

#anon #ask #🍓 anon #gravity inspo #concept

[distortedclouds]

You're so pretty... Left Behind/filler BW Set: Somewhere between chapters 20 and 21 Rating: G Wordcount: 1.2k Tags: Flufff

Her eyeslids still feel like they’re sticking to each other when she finally manages a firm grip, one on the doorknob and the other around the key, turning the two with a low click. She should’ve taken the time to light a lamp because the street lights around here are a pathetic excuse.

The insistent knocking lasts to the very last second the wood of the door is within reach. It’s not like Annie could’ve slept through it.

“Took you long enough,” Hitch elongates the words in a way Annie would’ve found as endearing as always if it wasn’t one of the first things to hear being ripped out of bed without even the brains to fetch more than a light cardigan.

“I found it!” Armin yells out triumphantly and with a wide smile to match the flush on his cheeks. He yanks his hand almost violently from his coat pocket, fingers grasping a shiny key, while his other is firmly in Hitch’s and around her shoulder, where she’s, very kindly, making sure he doesn’t fall face first into the muddy street at this hour of the night. Alas, his joy doesn’t last long when he’s dragged inside, having missed the opportunity to actually put it to use.

“I wouldn’t have minded if you’d borrowed him for the entire night,” Annie mutters, a hand rubbing over her face and shoving her hair out of the way. She still steps to the side and lets them in, counting their steps until she could shove the door back closed to keep most of the cold out. 

“Oh, no, no, no~ I couldn’t possibly do that to you, Annie dear,” Hitch says, face adorned with a similar flush and voice lacking much structure as she delegates the task of keeping Armin upright to the stair’s railing. She instead leans back against the wall, appearing fully unbothered by the smell of alcohol that wafted in with the both of them. “Also he wouldn’t stop talking about you. It was kinda annoying.” 

“I try not to take everything he says while drunk seriously,” Annie says, watching him struggle to take two more steps up the stairs before she finally catches up with him, replacing Hitch under his shoulder. He complains, but she ignores it. The last thing they need is a run to the hospitable for a concussion in the middle of the night. “You can stay the night in the spare room. I’ll fetch you another blanket.”

Hitch waves her hand at her like she’s swatting away a fly, a tiny hiccup almost erupting from her throat. “No, don’t worry about it. I’ll just head home.”

“You sure?” Annie stops to look at the Hitch from over her shoulder, Armin almost missing the railing at the abrupt change of pace.

“Yeah, yeah, sure. Just some water.” 

“Kitchen,” Annie nods the knock opposite the stairs and trusts her to know the rest. “I’ll be right back.”

“Take your time, really” she giggles stupidly and pushes herself off the wall and towards the kitchen.

Continuing on up the stairs, Annie hears the distinct sound of water, and it’s not unaccompanied by glass shattering or dangerously clattering, so it’s probably fine. Dragging Armin up the last few steps and into their room proves significantly easier once her body joins her mind in being somewhat awake.

“There!” Annie lets him drop down on the bed, and she almost falls on top of him when he proceeds to lie down instead of sitting, legs hanging off the edge of the bed. His arms feel so heavy that she can’t tell whether he tried to hold her to him or if that was simply their weight on her waist. “Don’t sleep in your clothes. They stink.”

She pulls out one of his shirts from the closet it and chucks it at him. He moves to catch it a couple of seconds too late, but he gets up and begins to wrestle his way out of the many layers he put on in the morning, starting with his military green coat. Annie’s glad she never got to wear this variety of uniform; it looks even more uncomfortable than the leather harness.

“I’ll go check up on Hitch,” she announces, leaving after he hums in understanding. Back on the ground floor, she finds Hitch still in the kitchen, making her way into what could be her second or third glass of room-temperature water and looking progressively more sober already. “Did you have to get him this drunk? You know he’s got the tolerance of a toddler.”

Annie takes the glass from her when she gestures that she’s done, putting it in the sink. No one needs to be doing the dishes just past midnight.

“If I didn’t, you would’ve had a wishy-washy—probably sobby, even—Armin on your hands right now. You should be thanking me, actually.” Annie doesn’t say anything, continuing to stand with her arms crossed by the sink. “Well, I should get going,” Hitch declares a little too loud and a little too cheerful as she untucks and pulls the collar of her coat higher around her neck. Yeah, it’s probably cold out there.

“You sure you don’t wanna stay the night?”

“I’m sure.” She pats Annie’s shoulder on the way out.

Annie doesn’t press or object, faring her goodnight and locking the door behind her, not sticking for long to hear her footsteps fade into the quiet of the night that now seeps into the corners of the house.

She hates it when things are this quiet. She should sleep until there are more signs of life to rouse her ears. Upstairs, Annie isn’t sure whether she should be surprised or not that Armin is still on the third layer, struggling greatly with the undoing of the tiny buttons of his shirt even when he seems to be giving it his all—judging by the frown wrinkling his brows and forehead.

“Here, let me,” she grumbles with a low sigh that draws out softly near the end.

Annie sits next to him at the foot of the bed and proceeds to undo the remaining two thirds of the buttons. He doesn’t attempt to get in her way, but she can feel his eyes on her; the quiet sound of his breathing not far from her face, and it pleasantly tickles her ears whenever it overlaps with her own. She’s yet to find anything better to interrupt the silence than the sound of his voice.

“I can feel you staring.”

“You’re so pretty,” he says in a low murmur, almost a whisper.

Annie makes a point to yank at the last button, making him flinch when she throws the two sides of his shirt open around his chest. “Get dressed,” she stressed, shoving the clean shirt into his hands. Annie goes back down the stairs and into the kitchen, filling an empty glass to the brim with room-temperature water and trying not to take anything he says while drunk seriously.

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aruani #aruannie #Black Water #Black Water: filler #Left Behind #my fic #don't take this one too seriously even if it appears somewhat serious #also I can't quite decide when exactly in the timeline this takes place #but it's AFTER chapter 19 #Fluff #minimal proofreading because he love dying like illiterate men

[peace-coast-island]

Diary of a Junebug

Quilts, knits, and the art of letting go of those who only see an idealized version of you

The dangerous thing about fiber arts is that when you get into one thing, it’s almost inevitable that you’ll want to try another, then another, and another. Some things you really like, others, you’ve tried it and thought maybe this isn’t your thing. Depending on how much you plan to get out of a certain craft, it can end up being sort of costly, not in terms of $$, but in terms of materials. I’ve seen people with a huge yarn stash that there’s even a saying about how they’ll never get through all their yarn in their lifetime!

This event involves two crafts, knitting and quilting. It’s also a collaboration between Daisy Jane and Jamila for a special fall/winter collection. Almost exactly one year ago, Jamila opened up her shop, Patchwork Knits, which for now mostly sells knit and quilting patterns. In the near future though, Jamila hopes to expand with things like hand-dyed yarn, fabric, and various notions for sewing and knitting.

So far, Jamila really been killing it with her knitting patterns. I fell in love with her Cozy Cardi as soon as I saw the pics she posted on her socials and just had to make it. It’s one of those patterns where I want to make a lot of them in different colors because the style is so classic and can go with a lot of different outfits.

Never have I been so proud of a project like this one. The construction’s the kind where you start with the neckband and then pick up for the body. Since the button band’s worked on as you go in smaller needles than the body, it can get a little fiddly to work with, especially in the beginning. It took me some time to get used to, but in the end. It wasn’t so bad. And I think it kept things a bit interesting when I got to the body.

And instead of stockinette, it’s in half-Fisherman’s rib, a stitch that I’ve grown to like. Sure, it can be slow growing since your rows are basically in half. And it’s ribbing, which can get tedious sometimes. But, at least for me, half-Fisherman’s engaging enough that it doesn’t feel like a drag. Plus, I really like how the fabric turns out. I definitely don’t mind doing more projects with half-Fisherman’s rib.

As for full Fisherman’s rib or brioche, I don’t know if I’m ready to tackle those yet. I’ve heard that they’re real yarn eaters, which means they’re even slower growing. Yeah, I don’t know how I feel about that yet. I do want to tackle them in the future, but maybe not for something like a sweater or cardigan, at least not anytime soon. I have seen some patterns with brioche that caught my eye, but with the fact that they use fingering yarn - meaning tiny stitches that’ll take even longer to make progress on - I think I need to slowly build my courage. The last thing I want is to become discouraged in the middle of a project, especially one that I put so much time and effort into.

Right now, I’m working on a Cozy Cardi for my mom, as well as another one of Jamila’s patterns, the Warm Spring Days cardigan for myself. Since my mom’s birthday is coming up in two months, this project will take priority. Plus, Warm Spring Days is meant for the warmer season, so it’ll be a while before I get to wear it. So far, both are going well. I just separated the sleeves and body for my mom’s cardigan, and am slowly making my way shaping the back of Warm Spring Days.

The thing about Jamila’s knitting patterns is that they look simple and classic, the kinds of things that most people would consider staples in their wardrobe. What makes her stand out is the construction of her patterns and the techniques she uses to shape her garments. It’s also a plus that she’s size inclusive and seriously takes the time to make sure that her patterns work for all different kinds of body types. Although she’s a new designer, she’s already seriously making waves in the community!

Based on my personal experiences with Jamila’s patterns, her designs are engaging enough that it sort of challenges you to step out of your comfort zone while being straightforward enough that once you get the hang of what’s going out, it’s easy to turn into a mindless, meditative knit. Though most of her garments look simple, it’s the little details that make her designs stand out and makes the process of making them more fun. Simple, timeless, and basic can be good.

Edie’s mainly working as sort of an assistant with things like tech editing, proofreading, and doing occasional admin stuff. She says she doesn’t mind being an official one when the business really takes off as it would be nice to have something consistent on the side. While she can support herself on music and writing alone, it’s nice to have something else to fall back on if she can’t do either for whatever reason.

Although I’ve been mostly talking about knitting, Jamila’s quilt designs aren’t meant to be slept on. It’s just that I don’t know too much about quilting as the hobby seems kinda intimidating to me. I’ve always liked the idea of using leftover material to make something like a patchwork quit, which is really probably the only reason I would get into quilting.

It’s just that there’s a lot of bits and pieces and steps when it comes to quilting, so I’m afraid of my project looking wonky or off. With sewing in general, there’s a lot more stuff and equipment you have to handle, as well as measurements not behind as forgiving. Especially when it comes to garments, sewing them takes more work than knitting.

So far, quilting isn’t as intimidating as I thought. Though, I’m sticking to small and simple projects where if I make mistakes, it won’t ruin the whole thing. I don’t think it’s something I’ll pick up often, but it is fun and satisfying to put these fabric scraps to good use.

However, I am working on making a patchwork quilt. It’s just that I want it to be strictly fabric scraps rather than going out and getting material specifically for that. It’s gonna be a long term project, just like my granny square blanket. With all the fabric I’ve accumulated over the years, I’m hoping it’ll be kinda like a scrapbook but in quilt form. I think my fabric scraps will be able to make something cohesive looking. I mean, I had all kinds of yarn for my granny square blanket and it ended up looking nice and colorful. So it’ll be something that I’ll work on occasionally whenever I feel like it and I’m excited to see how it turns out.

The event kinda also serves as a test run for some future patterns Jamila’s working on, as well as give her an idea on what to include when she starts putting together kits. We also did some experimenting with dying fibers - nothing much, but just to get an idea of it. She hasn’t gotten the materials yet, which makes sense because dyeing seems expensive and takes quite a bit of work, so it’s a good opportunity to do some tests to see if that’s something she wants to do in the future.

So far, I’d say it’s been going well. Jamila’s not entirely sold on the yarn she used as a sample, though the results came out good. She has other samples to test out and we have plenty of time. At least she knows now that hand dyed yarn is definitely something she wants to dive deeper into. Nothing set in stone yet, but it’s something to look forward to when the time comes.

Edie’s been in better spirits now that a weight has been lifted off her family’s shoulders. Although her father hasn’t been really a part of her adult life, he was always hanging over her and her siblings. The way she put it, he’s not a bad guy, just someone who’s expects too much and only sees you as potential instead of who you actually are. Those kinds of people can be conflicting.

A couple months ago he died unexpectedly and left a will to his kids. Basically, the will he left behind says a lot about how he sees his family. At least, how he thinks they should be. It’s no wonder that Edie and her siblings can’t rely on him. Truth is, they’re actually relieved that he’s gone.

According to Edie, her mother says that her father struggled with dissatisfaction. He was an intelligent, hard working person who was forced to grow up quickly, so he kinda became resentful that his siblings were given opportunities he was never able to get for himself. That was part of the reason why he placed such high expectations on his kids.

Sure, a lot of parents are like that. Well, maybe most of them aren’t as resentful as he was, but it’s understandable that they only want what’s best for their kids. But the issue is, how do they really know what’s best for their kids? Is it based on the kids themselves, or is it self projection? Even with parents who mean well, the line between what they want and what their kids want can be blurred.

At least most parents try to communicate with their kids and know how to admit when they’re wrong. Mistakes happen and we get blinded by our own wishes and aspirations. Sometimes we just have to take a step back and admit that we don’t always know what’s best - for ourselves and for others. We may not see eye to eye on some things - and maybe we never will - but at least we could try to make an effort to communicate and understand each other.

Unfortunately, some people refuse to be understanding. They see you struggling and find something to blame it on instead of addressing the real problem, which is usually more complicated than “X is bad, and it’s you’re fault, and that’s why you’re having this problem.” They shut you down whenever they feel like it, and then complain that you don’t know how to stand up for yourself. You do something that you’re proud of and they respond with indifference, even outright dismissing or insulting you because they’re just not interested.

Being the third born, Edie knew that she was gonna disappoint her father no matter what. He insisted that no one was interested in her music and her writing, dismissing everything just like he did to her older sisters. He made her second guess all her decisions and question whether she deserved to have good things happen to her. At least with her younger siblings, he was kinda like fuck it, like he expected them to disappoint him too.

The biggest thing about him though is that he just blatantly lies about his kids. Like with Edie’s second oldest sister, he told people that she wasn’t married because she has a wife instead of a husband. He told people that Edie’s music wasn’t worth checking out due to her lack of talent, sort of implying that Edie bought her views to make herself look good, which obviously isn’t true. And him sort of implying that Clanwing had ulterior motives to have Rolly and Easton become friends, which is completely baseless and pretty insulting.

I mean, it’s fine if you don’t approve of how your kids are living their lives, but don’t go around spreading misinformation and then shut others down when they call you out on your bullshit. That’s just on a whole different level of low.

No wonder Clanwing doesn’t like the guy. Edie said her father had very high expectations for Easton since he was the only son. But when it turned out that Easton was born missing a limb, he seemed ashamed. Well, that’s shitty of him. At least by the time Easton came around he had distanced himself as a parent to the point that Easton honestly sees him as more of a distant relative who you kinda stay out of their way rather than a father. I’d say it’s a good thing.

Then Easton befriended Rolly, and suddenly his father was a bit more interested in him. By that, he was really only interested in Kent Clanwing. The Clanwing head might have his own glaring issues on the high expectations he sets for his family and the pressure he puts on them for not being like him, but at least he’s not as two faced and dismissive as Edie and Easton’s father.

As for him being two faced, the way he treated Anissa after her stroke is a good example of that. Anissa was one of the few friends who he approved of, though he didn’t like it when she talked back. Meaning, whenever he said something rude about one of his kids in front of her and Jamila, Anissa will respond by saying something nice about them. She was one of the few who didn’t hesitate to call him out on his bullshit, and maybe he kinda respected that as he still would compare her favorably against his own kids. But then she had the stroke and he didn’t hesitate to make fun of her behind her back. So that pretty much says a lot about him.

As for the will he left behind, the terms he set are pretty ridiculous. He didn’t have much to leave behind, but it is pretty significant - as in the amount of money, not so much the real value of it. He really told one of his daughters that she can only get her share of his inheritance if she break up with her wife and marry a respectable gentleman. Uh, not gonna happen. For Edie and a couple of her sisters, he basically told them to give up the lives they have now and follow his instructions or else they won’t get anything. And for the younger ones, it’s pretty much the same - give up what makes you you, and be the person I wanted you to be, even if it contradicts everything about you. Yikes.

Obviously, they’re not following these terms. It’s not like they need the money, so that’s not the issue. Yeah, it’s…I don’t know how to put it…disrespectful? This guy really thought he could control his kids from the dead because he’s their father and they have to do what he says. Except most of them are grown now and are living their own lives with no input from him whatsoever. He was never involved to begin with, so why did he think he could take control now?

Edie wrote about the whole thing on her blog as it was unfolding, mainly just to look back on how ridiculous the whole thing was. Again, she wasn’t mindlessly hating on her father, more like trying to figure out what kind of a person he was. Maybe he had good intentions but he was too blinded by the idea of potential that he failed to see what was in front of him. Either way, she’s long accepted that she can’t change who he is, the same way he couldn’t change who she is.

The way people are is often a mystery. But I guess in most cases, we’ll never really know or understand. I think it makes sense, seeing that we don’t always understand ourselves.

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#animal crossing #animal crossing pocket camp #headcanon ramble #diary of a junebug

[tortoisebore]

OH OH I JUST THOUGHT OF ANOTHER ONE how did they say ily to eachother? (who said it first? how did they both react? when?)

oh oh oh oh oh ✨🤲💕🥰💞🤩💖

i think there would be a big time jump between when they both individually realized they loved each other and when they actually said it

and there would be vicious ongoing debate about who actually said it first

sirius was head over heels obsessed from their third date, when remus brought him the little glass bird, and he secretly freaks out about the depth of his feelings for a month or so before he finally admits to himself that yes, he’s hopelessly in love with the biggest nerd on earth. for a second he’s like ‘how the hell did i manage to fall in love with someone that travels with slippers and owns more than three cardigans??’ but then he remembers the little bird on his windowsill and how pretty remus looks when he laughs and how he listens even when sirius is being ridiculous, and he’s like ‘yeah actually that checks out’

meanwhile remus knew exactly how he felt about six weeks in, when he’d called sirius after a shit day just because he needed to hear his voice, and sirius just went ‘literally come over right now.’ and remus was like ‘wait you have work super early tomorrow’ and sirius goes ‘okay and?? get over here’ and, of course, he goes. and when he gets there sirius is wearing that sweater remus thought got lost in the laundry weeks ago and his hair is tied up all messy and he’s so so so pretty, and he smiles all sweet and hugs remus close and goes ‘hi baby’ all soft near his ear, and remus is putty in his hands as sirius pulls him to the couch and turns on the sitcom they’ve been watching and lets him just…..sit. in silence. and they’re still learning and getting to know each other at that point but no one has ever learned remus this fast before, no one has paid attention like this before, and yeah he’s totally and completely in love with sirius, no question about it

so the next two months is just both of them trying really hard not to say it. remus is freaking out ab it because ‘it’s too soon, i don’t want to scare him off’ and sirius is freaking out because he’s never told a boyfriend he loved them before, and they’re both giant losers so afraid of losing each other that they’re kind of blind to the level of each others’ devotion.

a week or so after they’ve officially been together for three months, sirius is on the phone to james gushing about how remus found him a second little bird, this time just plain crystal clear glass, to go with his little green bird in the windowsill. and james is a good sport about it so he listens, and when sirius is like ‘i’m still so worried that i’m gonna do something and he’s gonna leave’ james goes ‘um no sirius he’s so in love with you it’s insane.’ and sirius’ brain just…..breaks?? and then immediately switches back on because 😦 ‘HE WHAT’

and the next four minutes is james trying to do some damage (and volume) control over top of sirius screaming about ‘when did he say that did he say that to you when was this where were you did he say that exactly are you paraphrasing tell me exactly what happened right now’ and james tells him that they were out at lunch with lily one day that sirius was at work and remus just…..wouldn’t stop talking about him. so james (being james) went to crack a joke and said ‘what are you in love with him or something 🤪’ and remus just kinda frowned and said ‘well, yeah’ all matter-of-fact and confused, like he thought this was common knowledge & everyone already knew

and james didn’t know!! he didn’t know remus hadn’t said it yet sirius please don’t be mad!!

and sirius drops his phone and grabs his shit and storms across town and bangs at remus’ door until he answers, all confused and on edge because it’s almost eleven at night, sirius, what the fuck is going on. and sirius just huffs and puts his hands on his hips and goes ‘you LOVE me?????’ and remus is confused for a second and then he goes white as a sheet. and sirius is tapping his foot and waiting, hello??? and remus is going to kill james, but he just sighs and goes ‘i was going to tell you, sirius, i just wanted to do it right—of course i do, you’re so fucking smart and you’re thoughtful and kind and funny and good and you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen—of course i do.’

and then he gets absolutely tackled in the doorway, like it’s a really close call that they don’t both tumble to the hardwood floor & break something, and sirius is kissing all over his face and smiling so so big and saying ‘i love you i love you i love you i love you’ over and over and over and over

so now they argue about who said it first, because sirius technically said ‘i love you’ first, but remus technically said that he loved sirius out loud before that, and it’s an ongoing fight that their friends know to stay out of and that normally results in them leaving parties and outings early to go home and have fake fight sex with about four hundred too many ‘i love you’s to be convincing

#u ask tortoise answers #anon #tortoise writes a novel ab an ask for no reason #AAAAAAA #maybe my favorite one yet bffbfbfb

[solesommerso]

Soft Chris Alonso Headcanons

( it feels like I just destroyed her character with that rant so I’m making up for it as I do have some love for her in the early seasons still)

She’s the only one Luca trusts to clean Black Betty when he’s not there, it eventually falls to Tan when they’re both in Germany

She paints Streets nails for him once when they’re talking about drama and it becomes a ritual of sorts

Her and Tan make dick jokes to each other, Chris saying she has a bigger dick than him and such

Deacon doesn’t approve of the jokes but laughs secretly when Chris gets heated and yells something along the lines of “get my dick out of your mouth and fuck off!” Chris totally knows he finds it funny

Hondo drags Chris over for dinner a few times a month so she eats something other than takeout, she acts like she hates it but really loves being able to get one on one time with him as they don’t work together a lot

Even though she’s not on the team anymore she helps Nichelle set up baby furniture when Hondos on call or Chris has free time, in exchange Nichelle gives Chris advice about the safe house

She has a box filled with an item from each member of the team that maybe they don’t know she has, one of Streets shirts, a keychain from Luca, one of Hondos pens, a little cross from Deacon, a water bottle she stole from Tan when working out, she cherishes that box

In her off days she wears cardigans and every single team member makes fun of her but Street, which leads to Street wearing one with her so they leave her alone

On her bad days she’ll call up Tan to work out or Deacon to talk or even Street to work on his bike together, all of it works wonders

Goes to pride with all of the team there as her personal bodyguards even if she doesn’t need them

Laughs hysterically when Hondo gets swooped up onto a float filled with drag queens talking about his muscles and bone structure

Also laughs hysterically when Street realizes mid pride that he is very much bisexual and Chris just goes “you’re the last to know”

Drinks those crazy Starbucks drinks and Hondo and Street insist that she’s the crazy one even though they sip cold brew like it’s water

Definitely makes fun of Luca for not being able to drink whiskey

Her and Street get into drinking battles and even if he always wins, she still does it just to see his bubbly drunk side where his filter leaves and he becomes the most honest person in the room

Has and will use drunk street to learn everyone’s gossip, it’s only backfired a few times

Hates romance movies but watches them with Luca and Tan

Her and Street force the others to watch bad action movies and listen to their rants about how they could do the stunts better

Can’t be trusted around 50 squad alone, she will start bets and talk a ton of trash no matter how wrong she might be

Puts flowers on Erika’s grave every month and visits her sister on the regular

Is into crocheting but would never tell the team about it to not seem so girly

Deacon finds out anyways and has Chris teach him how to

When Annie’s brain injury hits Chris is a really big support for Deacon and his kids, she helps with the house and taking them to school even if Annie might not be the biggest fan of Chris

Can’t walk in heels for the life of her

Convinced Street to wear heels to work once, he tackled someone with them on and that made Chris ten times more intimidated by him

Would never admit it but the team are the only people she actually loves, she cares for others but doesn’t love them like she does the team

Still laughs about that one time Tan got held at gunpoint while shirtless because the cops thought he was the criminal

Teases Street about the stupid stunts he use to do until Street asks her to go do one if it was so easy, she shuts up

Loves rollercoasters and will take Tan and Luca on every single one, then Street comes along and they learn that he’s terrified of them which makes no sense to Chris so she drags him onto one only to regret it when he starts crying

Luca, Tan and Chris all end up walking around the amusement park with Street like he’s a little kid trying to cheer him up. Chris admits it’s not her proudest moment

Hondo and Deacon find out what happened the next day on shift and give Chris, Tan and Luca that disapproving dad look

Street becomes the bag holder on those trips along with Deacon, Chris always feels a bit guilty so she waves to them on every ride

Chris’s best friend is street but she thinks Lucas way funnier than anyone else

Doesn’t know how to do basic girly things and somehow that bites her in the ass on cases

Leading to her asking street for help and to her surprise he knows a lot

She can’t match clothes for the life of her so she just wears jeans and a hoodie most days

Won’t put a dress on and would rather burn alive

Loves to give dirty looks to anyone she catches staring at anyone on the team

#headcanon #ca #chris alonso #these are all canon in my head #sammy headcanons

[crazyblondelife]

8 Winter Outfit Ideas

This past week has been unexpectedly difficult because I’ve been sick! However…I did’t let that stop me! I haven’t really felt bad but I’ve had a terrible nagging cough and whenever I go anywhere people look at me like I have some horrible disease. Because of this, I’ve tried to stay home as much as possible. The other day, I decided to set up my tripod and take a few selfies with different outfits and this is what I came up with! Most of these pieces are things already in my closet combined with new pieces…mostly shoes, that I’ve gotten this season

I purchased these Gucci loafers after trying them on in Paris. I got home and couldn’t get them off my mind, but…I haven’t loved them as much as I thought I would because I’m not sure how to style them. I do like a menswear look, but I want to style them in a more feminine way so I’ll keep playing around with them. I would love to know your thoughts about ideas for these shoes and also what you think of these menswear inspired looks!

One purchase I made at the end of the season last year was this camel coat from Veronica Beard. It was on sale, the quality is impeccable and I know I’ll keep it forever, but…it is very tailored which only contributes to the menswear look here. Maybe a more feminine blouse…like I said, I need to play. I do love the pants I’m wearing here…they are a slim ankle pant from Rag and Bone. They zip up the back and fall just perfectly at my ankle…almost like a legging, but dressier. I find that I reach for them often and they look great with flats and with any kind of heel as well as booties, making them very versatile. Rag and Bone makes these classic pants every year and they’re well worth the investment.

The boyfriend jean is always a popular style I think because it’s so comfortable. This pair from last season from Mother Denim is just slouchy enough without looking too baggy (similar here but with a darker wash). I styled these jeans with stiletto booties from Veronica Beard, a grey sweater from Jenni Kayne (I love this sweater and it comes in so many colors) and my new Quilted Koala bag. This is a great weekend look and the booties could always be switched out for something with a different heel. This pair is similar and I just purchased this pair…both are on sale but sizes are going quickly.

The jeans I’m wearing in this picture look white but are actually off-white. I think a pair of off-white jeans are a good addition to any wardrobe along with a pair of white ones. I’ve added a cropped white long sleeve crew neck tee from Michael Stars, a long grey cardigan from White + Warren and another pair of Veronica Beard booties. My bag is several years old from Lancel Paris and one that I wear often because it’s such a great color. This is such an easy outfit to put together and wear some version of all year long.

When I tell you that this black blouse is probably 20 years old, I’m not kidding! If you have something you love, don’t get rid of it just because it’s old and when you buy quality…it lasts! I’ve worn this blouse every year for something for as long as I can remember and my daughter Rebecca loves to borrow it! This look has a 90’s vibe with the slouchy boots, leggings and long top but I think it’s still really relevant. I added a small evening bag with rhinestones, making this look perfect for a casual New Year’s Eve! I’ve linked as similar as I could find, but maybe you have something in your closet that’s similar!

This outfit was purchased from a local boutique and I looked everywhere for the pants but couldn’t find them! I did find a fabulous pair from Mango (and very affordable) and also found a similar sweater. My Gucci sandals are no longer available but i found another over-the-top pair from Betsey Johnson that you’ll love!

Another basic look with straight leg or boot cut, cropped jeans and a sweater from White + Warren. I purchased this sweater before I went to Germany and wore it so many times while there. I wasn’t able to find the exact tan one but found the same sweater in grey. I love a slightly cropped sweater with high waisted jeans and I do always love a heeled bootie. I hope I can always wear heels!

Years ago, while in New York, I purchased a pair of Jimmy Choo biker boots and absolutely wore them out! I still have them because I can’t bear to part with them! While in New York at the beginning of this month, I was in Bergdorf Goodman with my daughters and saw this pair of very similar Jimmy Choo boots…only better because they’re fur lined. Obviously, I got them and they are so warm and cozy (I found this pair that is kind of similar and much less expensive). I love them with cropped jeans, skinny jeans and leggings! They are the perfect bootie for a cold day and they have a cool biker edge! The striped sweater is from Zara (similar linked), my green bag adds a touch of color and I’m loving the green!

#winter fashion #menswear style #outfit ideas

[kamipyre]

hae-geon ( ft. @theimpalpable​ ) has just met the dumbest of dumb :)

   THE BLOUSE NEATLY HANGS FROM the mannequin; bishop sleeves with loose cuffs as to not asphyxiate the arms and wrists, as well as a set of buttons that start at the very bottom and can be tied all the way to the neck if needed. It looks a bit like a dress shirt but over-sized instead of oddly form-fitting, with a lapel that’s been ornamented with beautiful, handmade embroidery.

   He’s adding the last button when a voice behind him echoes through. Ah, so the petite woman who entered his shop moments ago has finally spoken, and it’s to express a rather firm opinion about colors. Hae-Geon takes a step back from the mannequin; both his hands moving to rest behind his back whilst watching the blouse. He chose a fabric of turmeric and bourbon hues for this one, no hint of pink anywhere.

  The tailor turns about and the reason behind her opinion becomes quite evident as eyes dance up and down to register the garments she’s wearing. A flowy dress and a puffy cardigan, these pieces having PINK in some shape or form. If anything, the only color that doesn’t belong amid rose-colored and strawberry outfit is the PAPER being folded within her grasp. It’s GREEN, and it seems to be taking the shape of something. Is it a SNAKE? He can’t quite discern at this distance.

   Eyes narrow in curiosity, taking a step toward her.

  “I think that’s a matter of preference. Besides, if there’s a plan of wearing, for example, a pink skirt with this blouse, pink on pink would make the piece lose its details. It won’t stand out.” A pause, gaze dropping to see the piece on her hands. “What if I tell you that that,” index finger elegantly points at the folded item, “would look better as a bird? Or a dragon? Or anything else other than what you’re making? What then? Am I right to believe this, will others think the same as I do because I am expressing it, or is it a matter of simple preference?”

  As always, making questions that perhaps could be avoided.

  “That aside, are you looking for something similar to this piece but in pink? Or what would be the reason behind your visit?”

It’s an addictive pastime’s of Suki’s: window-shopping with her wallet in her bag. Not that she ever has to worry about making an impulse buy because however beautiful or frilly or pink the outfit is, it’s never been the price tag that makes her think twice. It will always be the face she sees in the mirror that makes her hesitate before returning it to the rack. The concept of wearing it has always been just out of reach for her, a concept that feels taboo to even conjure in the first place. 

Still, it can’t stop her from visiting the concept over and over again; she might be a member of law enforcement, but as long as one doesn’t go over the line, technically she’s not breaking the law of her self-perception.

And besides, it’s not like the tailor here has a large selection to look at in the first place. They’re not supposed to anyways, right- considering that most tailors make their pay by fixing clothes, right? The most interesting pieces in the building might be the collection of ELABORATE SCISSORS the tailor has on display. And the one he is currently using; she tilts her head. Is he like her then: particular with his tools the way she is with paper? Or perhaps he’s more like Yong, who collects clickable pens for the sake of having them to fall back on. 

The tailor takes a step in her direction. It’s similar to how many of her co-workers take to the halls: purposefully. 

Still, she keeps folding before she frowns. “Okay but you can still have wrong preferences. That happens a lot.” Like when a murder happens. Or when Mister Edgeworth insists that the handkerchief, he wears is a cravat, not frills. And she looks down at the snake that’s just manifested in her hands. “Well, that’s your interpretation. But that doesn’t make it an accurate one. And besides, aren’t all three technically reptiles?” Pink on pink, he says though, as if such a combination is an eye-sore to see, but if that’s the case then- “But you’re using two similar colors for your piece. They’re just different shades so I don’t see why it can’t just be different shades of PINK.”

Setting her snake to the side ( it needs a friend; she’ll make that one next- ), she lifts the bag by her seat. “I need someone to elongate the sleeves on this dress. One of your customers recommended this place.”

#theimpalpable #theimpalpable ( hae geon. ) #( interactions. ) #( verse: scorched. ) #i'm not wrong he just needs persuasion D-: #( i am just...SUKI NO JFLSKDJFKLDJF ) #( pls he is an expert in his craft why r u talking back - u don't know ANYTHING about fashion ) #( hae geon you have my full permission to dump her in the trash can if you want ) #( she has opinions and will not stfu...no matter who it is JFKLSDJ ) #( but alex!! i hope it's okay if i continued this?? i have a guilty pleasure...of throwing suki at ur muses....bc she's fun :D ) #( and also i wanted!! to interact with hae geon and i know myungdae can be a bit tricky to have a convo with ) #( but with suki if hae geon wants to be opinionated she's more than happi to listen ) #( and give her own thoughts too :'D ) #( anyways pls let me know if i should change anything and i will do so happily!! ) #( you can also ignore this bc i know you might have ur hands full with other things ) #( i won't mind in the very least!! ) #( have a wonderful day though alex!! care you lots <3 )

[lovemesomesurveys]

Is one of your favorite colors yellow? Yes. Are you into astrology? No.  Was your last text an angry one? It just said, “No.” If you have a job, when do you work next? I don’t have a job. What color undies are you wearing? Blue. How old are your siblings? 38 and 23. 

Would you rather wash your hands or use Germ-X? I’d rather wash my hands, but I like to have hand sanitizer with me as well. Are you a sanitary person? Yes. Do you consider yourself a model citizen? I’m not going around breaking rules or causing trouble, so I suppose so.  Ever won school awards? Yeah honor roll awards.  Have you ever had an eating disorder? I have eating and appetite issues due to health related reasons. I don’t know what it would be classified as since it’s a combination of things.  Do you throw the word 'love' around a lot? When referring to things I like, yes. Like, I love coffee, I love the beach, I love Stranger Things, etc. I don’t throw it around in terms of telling people I love them.  How many animals do you have? I have one doggo.  When do you usually fall asleep at night? Lately, it’s been around 1 or so.  When did you last babysit? Not since my brother and a couple of my cousins were kids. They’re in their early 20s now, so it’s been awhile.  Do you have a problem with odd numbers? No. Ever had a fishtank in your room? Yeah, when I was a kid.  Do you wear a lot of plaid? No. I used to wear a lot of plaid during the fall. I don’t have any plaid now.  Have any friends with children? I don’t have any friends.  Do you drink more soda than anything else? No. I just have one can or maybe a 16oz bottle and either one will last me all day. The bottle could be two days. Do you wear hats often? Yeah.  Do you know anyone who wears camouflage often? No. What color pants are you wearing? I’m not wearing pants, just this blue hospital gown.  How many jobs have you had? Zero.  Do you listen to music while getting ready? I used to sometimes.  Christmas or Halloween? I like both, but Christmas is my top favorite.  Do you hate your last ex? No. Have you ever been in a choir class? Yeah, in elementary school. What's your favorite season? Fall and winter.  Do you have decent grammar? I think so.  Are you ashamed of any of your family members? No.  Have you ever been attacked by an animal? No. At what age did you learn to read? Started learning around 3.  How was your hair fixed during your last kiss? I don’t remember, that was ten years ago... Do you like animals? Yes. Do you think you're attractive? Nooo. Especially not right now.... big yikes.  Do you curse a lot? No. Have you ever been in a courtroom? I have not.  When did you last go to the library? Wow, it’s been like 7 years.  What color car do you drive, if any at all? I don’t drive.  Do people ask you for favors often? No. I’m not of much use.  Do you think you're reliable? I admit I’m probably not right now and haven’t been for a few years cause I’ve been too wrapped up in my own shit, but generally I would say so. And I’m not completely unreliable now, just probably not as much. Are most of your friends older than you? I don’t have any friends, but I have often been the older one in my friend groups by a year.  Do you ever wear cardigan sweaters? No. Do you dress formally often? No, it’s very rare.  Do you still live in your birthtown? I do.  Do you eat a lot around Thanksgiving? I don’t eat as much as I used to in general, but yeah it’s a little more because of the appetizers. I used to be such a foodie... I miss that.  Have you ever been part of a study group? Yeah.  What is your favorite day of the week? I don’t have one, they’re all the same for me.  How often do you dye your hair? I was dyeing it regularly for several years up until like 3 years ago.  Ever had a pregnancy scare? No. Do you have a busy life? No. Especially not now as I’ve spent almost 3 months now laid up in a hospital bed. Prior to that, I’ve spent a lot of my time in bed as well for the past few years. I’d get up and around in the house in my chair and go somewhere sometimes like to the movies, grocery shopping, and doctor appointments, but otherwise I was in bed.  Is there a liquor cabinet in your house? Yeah. Do you enjoy family dinners? I do. Were you a chubby child? No. Favorite childhood movie? Disney movies and Mary Kate and Ashley movies.  When did you last cash a check? It’s been years. Do you owe anyone any money? No. What is your favorite citrus fruit? I don’t like citrus fruits. I like lemon flavored things, though, does that count? Ha.  Are you afraid to sing in front of people? Uh, yeah you won’t see me doing that. I can’t even sing.  Do you enjoy your family? Yes. I love my family and enjoy spending time with them. When did you last dance with someone? I don’t dance.  What's the last sweet thing someone told you? I don’t recall.  If you have a significant other, do you love them? I’m very much single.  Are you currently broke? No. One thing about being in the hospital is that I haven’t been doing any online shopping or DoorDash, both of which I was doing a lot of before.  Do your eyes change color sometimes? No. Do you have any bad habits? I have a lot of bad habits.  What are you currently wishing for? To get better and go home.  Something you crave? I’ve been really craving so many foods and drinks because I haven’t been able to have any for almost 3 months now and it doesn’t seem like i’ll be able to anytime soon. :( Everything sounds SO good.  Do you feel awkward watching sex scenes? Yeah. Did you ever have senior photos done? I did. Do you plan on going to college? I did and got my BA. What good that was, though, since I haven’t done shit with it.  Are your parents protective of you? Yeah, but not abnormally so. They’re my parents, they care about and love me and just want the best. I admit I sometimes felt they were nagging me about certain things and I’d get annoyed, but it truly was out of love and concern from them. I should have listened more instead and perhaps I wouldn’t be where I am now... Have you ever been bullied? No. Do you ever help decorate during the holidays? I’m the one who does most of the decorating. I love it.  Do you enjoy cooking? No, I don’t cook. Do you trust your head or your heart? I tend to let my fears, anxieties, and emotions control me and it’s led me to a lot of problems. I logically would know better, but the emotions won. :/ Do you attend church regularly? Via live stream, yes. I want to attend in person once I’m able.  Have you ever been to a concert before? Yeah, a few.  What is your favorite television show? I have several. How many colors are in the shirt you're wearing? Blue and white.  What are your plans for tonight? Same stuff as always. Do you have carpeted floors? Yeah, our bedrooms do. The rest of the house is tile.  Can you count to ten in another language? Yes, in Spanish. Why did you last cry? Depressed and frustrated with my current situation. I hate that this is my situation right now and I’m so angry with myself because it’s entirely my fault. I was so fucking stubborn and stupid.  What color cup did you last drink from? I don’t remember.  Are you currently tired? Yes. What time did you wake up this morning? I didn’t get any sleep last night.  Do you have to work tomorrow? I don’t have a job. What color shoes are you wearing? I’m not wearing shoes.  How old are your parents? Mid 50s, early 60s.  Are you wearing any jewelry? No. Where is your best friend? Sitting next to me.  Have you ever been arrested? No. Favorite candy? M&Ms (regular, peanut, peanut butter, crispy). Reese’s (regular and white chocolate), Kit Kats (regular, white chocolate, and a few other flavors I’ve had), Mr. Goodbar, Snickers, Twix, white chocolate.  Do you always lock your door at night? Absolutely. Our door is always locked.  Do you get allowance? No, I’m 33 years old. Do you have a Facebook? I do. Favorite desert? Ice cream, milkshakes, brownies, cupcakes, cookies, cheesecake, donuts, candy.  Are you talented at singing? No, I wish. Do you enjoy the presence of children? I get too overwhelmed. I don’t have their energy. Or the patience right now. Kittens or dogs? Dogs. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher? Yes. When did you last straighten your hair? It’s been a few years. 

#personal #text #survey #surveys #long survey

[mymoledroo]

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[shadydirt]

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#they’re both wearing cardigans .. because it fall... #Never got around to finishing the comic this panel is in so I figured I’d just post it #mercury black #jaune arc #caduceus #rwby #rwby mercury #rwby jaune #rwby caduceus

[slasherhaven]

Soo, if you're still taking requests, how would the slashers react to a S/O that steals a part of their clothing to cuddle with as to not feel so alone while their gone?

The Slashers reacting to their S/O cuddling with a piece of their clothing while they’re gone:

Thomas Hewitt

On a busy day, Thomas can work in the basement until pretty late. You understood but you still missed him when you went to bed.

That’s why you pulled out one of his shirts before climbing into bed.

When Thomas comes back as sees you, his heart just melts.

He loves seeing you wearing one of his shirts, they just hang off of you and it’s adorable. In fact, you usually do wear them to bed.

But even if you’re just clutching it to your chest, cuddling it as a replacement for him, Thomas is in awe of you.

He just admires you for a moment before climbing into bed, tired from working all day and needing hold you in his arms.

When he climbs into bed and you instantly cuddle up to him, he can feel all his worries just fading away. He’ll try not to make you go to bed alone again.

Michael Myers

Michael would leave at night when he was going on a kill. He’d be gone until the early hours of the morning and that meant you had to go to bed alone.

So, you grabbed one of his tee-shirts that he wore under his coveralls, and curled up under the covers.

When Michael got home, he washed up and headed to the bedroom, pausing when he saw you cuddled up with his tee-shirt.

Of course, he’s not going to admit it because he’s Michael but something about the sight does warm his heart just a little.

And maybe, just maybe, he’s a little annoyed that it was a tee-shirt getting your attention instead of him.

He just isn’t all that gentle about pulling the tee-shirt from your grasp and tossing it to the floor. Not that you minded when he got into bed and you could cling to his arm instead.

Jason Voorhees

Jason was dealing with some trespassers in the camp and he told you to just get some sleep because he could be all night, so you had to go to bed alone.

So you found one of his tee-shirts before going to bed.

When Jason returned, he was tired and just wanted to get into bed with you.

And when he walked into the bedroom, he saw you clinging to his clothing as a replacement for him. He couldn’t help but smile, knowing that you missed him even when is was only gone for a few hours, but then he felt bad for leaving you alone.

But at least he made it better when he got into bed and wrapped his arms around you. His tee-shirt was soon forgotten about when your sleeping self realised that Jason was home, cuddling up to him with a small smile.

Brahms Heelshire 

Brahms was having a bad day and had decided to hide out in the walls for a while. You understood and were glad that he was doing what was best for him but you still missed him.

Luckily, he had left his cardigan on the couch, so you snatched it up before going to bed.

Brahms saw you from behind the walls, seeing you cuddled up with his cardigan.

He still wasn’t feeling like his usual self but he just thought you were adorable and had the urge to hold you. So, he quietly came out of the walls and climbed into your bed, wrapping his arms around you from behind and burying his face in your hair.

Him holding you just like you were holding his cardigan.

Bo Sinclair

Bo was at the garage, doing whatever it was he did, and still hadn’t come home. You had waited up for him but eventually decided to go to bed.

But not without fishing out one of his tee-shirts first. If he wasn’t here, this was the second best thing.

When he got home and quietly let himself into the bedroom, he couldn’t help but smirk at the sight.

He wasn’t even gone for the whole night but you had missed him enough to need to cuddle up with his tee-shirt.

He’ll chuckle to himself, shaking his head at you, as he climbs into the bed. It’s not long before you realise he is there and cuddle up to him instead.

He is definitely going to tease you about this in the morning.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent was working in his workroom and you knew he would be down there for a while, probably cleaning up, and he wouldn’t want you to force yourself to stay awake.

So you curled up with one of his sweaters.

Whether you’re wearing the sweater or just cuddling with it when he returns to the bedroom, Vincent loves the sight. He thinks it’s adorable and just you having missed him so much makes him feel so loved. And his sweaters are so big on you that you look so comfortable and cute.

When he gets into bed, he will wrap an arm around you and press his chest to your back. He’s sorry that he made you got to bed alone, he didn’t like it either.

He absolutely melts when you turn around and cuddle up with him instead.

Lester Sinclair

Some visitors had passed through so Lester was in town, talking to his brothers late into the night while you were at home.

You had no idea how long he would be so you decided to go to bed, not forgetting to grab the shirt that he left on the dresser.

When he gets home, seeing you cuddled up with one of his shirts, he just thinks it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen. 

He still can’t believe that he was lucky enough to get someone like you. And you actually missed him so much after him being gone for less than day, that you needed to cuddle with some of his clothes to fall asleep. He just loves you so much.

He wants to hold you but the sight it so precious that he’ll get into bed and just leave you to it, but is grinning like an idiot when you turn around and cuddle up to him instead.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba was dealing with some trespassers. The chaos had ended but he needed to finish up and that could take a while, so you went to bed. 

But you didn’t fall asleep until grabbing one of his shirts.

Bubba loves seeing seeing you in his shirts because they’re so big on you and you just look so cute in them!

But he also thinks you’re adorable when he sees you just cuddling one of his shirts while you sleep.

He just joined you in bed and wraps his arms around you. He always cuddled with you, even on the warmest summer nights, and tonight you clearly missed it so he was happy to provide!

Billy Lenz

Billy was having a bad day and needed to be alone for a little while, which you completely understood. But you still missed him clinging to you when you went to bed.

Thankfully, you found one of his sweaters laying around and decided that would have to do.

It was the early hours of the morning when Billy started feeling better. He knew that you would be asleep but he wanted to join you in bed now.

When he got to the bedroom, you were cuddling up with on of his comfortable sweaters. Your face practically buried in the material.

He smiled because it reminded him of himself and how he feels about you, having to resort to your clothes then he missed you. He’s glad that you feel the same way.

But no worries, he’s here now. He climbs into the bed and clings to you like he usually does, smiling and giggling when you turn around and cling right back to him, making sure not to wake you.

Asa Emory (The Collector) 

Asa was at the hotel tonight, leaving you to sleep alone until he returned in the early hours of the morning.

But you missed him, so you grabbed a sweater and went to bed.

When Asa gets home and sees you cuddled up with one of his sweaters, he just shakes his head at you.

He wants to be a little annoyed, that the sweater was now going to be creased, but...he isn’t.

You’re adorable...and you clearly missed him while he was gone, and he can’t be mad at you for that.

He’ll take the sweater from your hold, either hanging it up or tossing it in the wash basket, before getting into bed with you.

The smallest smile forming on his face when you sleepily cuddled up to him instead. He had to admit, this was better.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull) 

Jesse was away on one of his business trips, and you always missed him like crazy when he was.

That’s why you always sleep with one of his black shirts.

When Jesse returns home, he’s quiet as to not wake you up yet. And when he sees you cuddling with one of his shirts, he just thinks it’s sweet. He missed you too.

If you’re wearing the shirt, even better!

Jesse has just gotten home after being gone for far too long, if you think he is just going to get in bed with you wearing one of his shirts and go to sleep, you are sorely mistaken.

He’s going to wake you up in the best way possible so that you both can celebrate his return.

Otis Driftwood 

Some new victims had been brought in, so Otis was down in the basement, pretty much making sure that none of them are stupid enough to try to escape.

It could take all night so you had already gone to bed, taking one of his shirts with you.

Otis washed up before heading to the bedroom, knowing you would already be asleep.

He smirks when he sees you cuddled up with one of his shirts. You’re just the cutest. The sweetest thing to ever come into his life.

You missed him this much? He was only gone for a few hours. So, he decides to wake you up by kissing your neck, wanting to know exactly just how much you missed him.

Baby Firefly 

Baby was down in the basement, dealing with a victim who had tried to escape and needed to be taught a lesson. 

You missed her in bed beside you, so you decided to take one of her tops to bed with you.

When Baby returns to the bedroom, seeing you cuddled up with one of her tops, she just smiles.

You’re just adorable!

She’ll join you in bed, of course, laughing fondly when you turn your attention and cuddles to her instead. 

She’ll kiss your face and tell you that you’re adorable, even if you are asleep, before falling asleep with you.

#thomas hewitt x reader #michael myers x reader #jason voorhees x reader #brahms heelsire x reader #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #billy lenz x reader #asa emory x reader #the collector x reader #jesse cromeans x reader #chromeskull x reader #otis driftwood x reader #baby firefly x reader #slashers x reader #slasher x reader #slashers #slasher #my writing

[call-me-aesthetic]

If Twisted Wonderland was an American Public School

WARNING: There are some slight sensitive topics that are featured in here! Reader discretion is advised!

Part 2 can be found here

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts:

- That one preppy girl who takes all honors and AP classes 😑

- Wants everyone to know that he’s becoming a doctor one day for his strict parents or he’ll dishonor the family

- Reminds the teacher about homework, knowing well that he’ll get slander for it

- Complains about how he got a 90 on his test or a B on his report card, a try hard much?

- Wears a cardigan with thicc but cute glasses since he’s one of those people with can’t see shit on the board so he has to move to the front of the class

Ace Trappola:

- The SoundCloud rapper, that’s it

- “Wanna listen to my mixtape? It’s pretty fire, my guy.” 😩🔥

- You will not miss him BLASTING out some song on his Bluetooth speaker, that shit be echoing through the hallways

- Tells you to stop what you’re doing only for him to either sing horribly or do a backflip, thinking that he’s so cool

- Wears a Supreme jacket with AirPods and waves on his head

Deuce Spade:

- Assuming that he’s still a delinquent, he’s that kid with the most fucked up school record

- Not much of a bully but will still talk shit to your face without caring, might even throw stuff at you during a lesson and you would be the one getting in trouble instead of him 🗿

- If he ever gets mad, it would be overdramatic like kicking the desks, punching the lockers, or walking out of the classroom unannounced and everyone would look at each other wondering wtf happened

- Covers the entire desks with drawings of skulls and those “s” if you know what I mean

- Wears Champion hoodies, wants you to know that he’s broke and rich at the same time

Trey Clover:

- The guy that’s not really popular but everyone knows him since he’s in all their classes

- Most people might have a crush on him because he’s REALLY nice 😳👉👈

- Gives off “older brother” vibes based on the way he looks and acts, like offering you a ride home if you beg ask nicely

- Secretly bakes creme brulee but doesn’t want to mess with the flow so he sticks to the status quo

- Wears the school’s hoodie just because he thinks it looks good on him, and the fact that he doesn’t know what else to wear

Cater Diamond:

- Hot Cheetos girl 🥵

- Has a whole buffet of food in his backpack and will not hesitate to eat them during a lesson, no sharing either sorry

- Excuses himself to the bathroom or full on skips class just to film a Tiktok

- Has about 100 followers on Instagram Magicam and brags about how he’s famous

- Wears a Thrasher hoodie with large hoop earrings and his hair in a bun

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar:

- The kid who flunked their freshman year that also sort of vibes with new classmates

- Always gets mistaken as a teacher by people since he looks and sounds old

- Knows the lessons but still fails them anyways, didn’t really give a damn either 🙄

- Captain of every sports club you can think of, never actually plays but has a lot of knowledge on them

- Wears the school’s letterman from years ago since it used to be his brother’s and that he’s too lazy to buy a new one

Ruggie Bucchi:

- That one kid who NEVER has money for the book fair or any other school event

- Always has to ask his classmates for some cash

- If he somehow does, then he’s one of those kids who buys Diary of the Wimpy Kid or the World Record books

- If he’s feeling cheap, he’ll buy the “cool stuff” like the chocolate scented calculator or fruit snacks 😭

- Wears oversized hoodies and basketball shorts that are clearly hand-me-downs

Jack Howl:

- That one athletic kid who’s both scary good and competitive when it comes to school games like football or soccer

- Literally the best player on his team and without him, they’re trash as hell 💀

- Tries his absolute best to support his teammates without yelling at them for how dumb they are

- “KICK THE FUCKING BALL! DO YOUR LEGS EVEN WORK?!”

- Wears the school’s jersey just to show off his “school spirit”

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto:

- The kid who sell snacks for “charity” but everyone knows he’s keeping the money to himself

- If you don’t have cash or try to negotiate with him, the only thing he’ll do is raise the price up

- “What do you mean you don’t have ten bucks? I can see it in your pocket.”

- Just bring nothing with you, he’ll doing anything to steal your stuff 🤭

- Wears a collar shirt with a tie and khakis that have pockets to keep his glasses and money in

Jade Leech:

- The kid who puts on a goody two shoes facade but is actually a stoner

- Only does “safe” drugs like vape but occasionally smokes weed, mostly in the bathroom or behind the school 🌬

- Can play it off and hide the scent when he’s high, teachers never suspect anything from him

- No one really cares to stop him unless he gets caught or something idk

- Wears clothing that either makes him look like a businessman or a junky, there’s nothing in between

Floyd Leech:

- The kid that’s plays basketball or volleyball just because he’s hella tall, and is actually good at the sports but doesn’t put much effort into them

- Always stays behind after gym, even though the teacher tries to make him leave for his next class 😬

- “I swear after this one shot, I’ll go to class.” *He never made that shot*

- Will jump you no matter who or where you are, and will get angry if you step on his new shoes

- Wears the jersey of any famous team with the latest pair of Jordan sneakers

Scarabia

Kalim Al Asim:

- VSCO girl at best, don’t lie to me now 🤡

- The only words he knows are “And I oop– sksksk.” and “Save the turtles.”

- Walks during a track meet while everyone else is running and sweating hard, the teacher doesn’t care either

- Doesn’t really do anything in gym but talks to his classmates and stands near the water fountain to refill his Hydro flask

- Wears tie dye shirts with cute scrunchies

Jamil Viper:

- That one quiet kid who everybody thinks is a serial killer but he’s actually not, I swear

- He just wants school to be over and spend the rest of his summer relaxing 😔

- Although he shouldn’t abuse his “power,” he‘ll move his hands in his pockets or backpack to make it look like he’s about to pull a weapon out.

- “Chill, I’m just grabbing a pencil.” *Everyone in the class started crying*

- Wears dark colored hoodies that intimidates people but are actually comfy

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit:

- The baddie popular girl 😌💅✨

- Arrives to school late with a Starbucks in hand from his local Target

- Fixes himself every 5 seconds like reapplying his lipgloss or spraying Bath and Body Works cherry blossom perfume

- Uses acrylic nails and long hair extensions as weapons during a cat fight

- Wears a crop top with ripped jeans and those clout sunglasses

Rook Hunt:

- That creepy guy in the hallways who tries to get your attention, even if you don’t know him

- Scares people when he says, “Ayo, where my hug at?” 🥶💯

- Uses at least 10 cans of Axe body spray a week after gym class, which stinks up the locker rooms

- Waves at you if he passes your class, even walking into the room just to say hi

- Wears literally anything but always include a hat

Epel Felmier:

- The artist girl who just wants to be alone 🧑‍🎨

- Purposely draws in front of you but pretends like you’re not looking

- If you complement him, he’ll just brush it off and proceeds to diss himself

- “Thanks but I’m not THAT good at drawing, teehee.” *Insert Radio Rebel face*

- Wears a hoodie or a cardigan with big pockets to put his art supplies in

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud:

- I don’t even need to tell you who he is, y’all already know ahaha 🥴

- Sneaks a whole PlayStation in his backpack so he can play with it during lunch

- Is on his phone 24/7 even in class to the point where teachers don’t care anymore

- Tries to get people into anime but only to little success

- Wears a shirt of any anime character or that damn ahegao hoodie, girl bye

Ortho Shroud:

- The nerdy kid who’s known for destroying others at many games

- Plays classics like D&D, Yugioh, Pokémon, the whole shabang

- Daily Beyblade battles during recess with everyone surrounding him, the menacing aura radiates off of him

- Will steal your things if you lose to him but gives it back a week later cuz he’s sweet 🥰

- Wears light up Sketchers shoes and those Minecraft shirts you find at Old Navy

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia:

- The theatre kid who also goes to band practice, change my mind 👁👄👁

- Takes his role seriously when it comes to school plays and concerts, even if he gets casted as a damn tree or doesn’t go solo

- Remembers the songs and their lyrics to any musical you name, a really good singer at that too

- Plays almost every instrument, you definitely know this since you can hear him down the hallways during a test

- Wears a white button up shirt, black pants with fancy dress shoes, and top it all off with a fricking Rolex watch

Lilia Vanrouge:

- The weird guy who pranks people and vandalizes school property in every way possible

- If you ever get a textbook with a message that tells you to go to a certain page only for you to found a picture of a dick, yeah that was him 😒

- When using a Chromebook, he’ll leave a tab open on YouTube so when the next person uses it, pray that your ears will still work by tomorrow

- During lunch, he is a literal DEMON that mixes milk with chicken nuggets together and having the audacity to eat it too

- Wears an oversized raincoat or a windbreaker but idk wtf kind of things he has hiding underneath

Silver:

- That guy in class who consumes Monster energy drinks and falls asleep 99% of the time but somehow manages to pass the class 🤷

- Whenever he’s awake, he’ll talk to the teachers since he’s basically friends with them for some reason

- Writes his name out of boredom on any desk you sit on but in different places, sometimes around the corners or the sides

- Has a sixth sense because he’ll wake up if you try to draw on his face and if you did get something on him, it’s on sight

- Wears those colorful hoodies that zips all the way up to cover his face with a matching backpack, it’s pretty cool ngl

Sebek Zigvolt:

- That kid who literally knows everything about historical wars and will show it off during class

- Also has knowledge on weaponry, which has people questioning him but he’s just very dedicated on serving his country and people

- Knows how to fight and defend himself from a bitch since he spent his summer at a military boot camp, put respect on my man’s name 😤

- Honestly a great partner for a group project, actually does the given work but not the whole thing for you

- Wears anything that has camo pattern and chunky combat boots

I only made this because me and my friends were talking about our school memories so yeah. This is based from my experience so they might not be exactly accurate. Might even be a part two if you want.

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[beca-mitchell]

Pitch Perfect HC, Beca’s actually a closet snuggle monster and Chloe lives for it. But only because she’s the only one that is privy to that side of Beca and it makes her feel special and secure in her relationship cause it’s usually when Beca opens up and let’s Chloe see inside her vulnerable side.

And years later when they’re married and Beca is pregnant with the second child, she snuggles with her pregnancy pillow when she’s alone in bed, but as soon as Chloe comes home, she kicks it away in favour of snuggling with her wife.

The first time Beca cuddles into Chloe's side, they both react to it viscerally. Beca, for her part, doesn't immediately register just what she's doing by leaning into Chloe's side during an impromptu brainstorm-turned-movie night. Chloe, for her part, immediately stiffens and feels her ears grow hot because proximity to Beca has been, well. Hard lately. Difficult. Grappling with the intensity of her feelings for her very taken friend. Very much verging on best friend.

Beca senses the way Chloe stiffens, which is really something that Chloe will forever kick herself over, and quickly sits straight up, yawning and stretching as if that was all she had been doing.

It kind of sticks in Chloe's throat, the assurances and kind words that she's so used to doling out for Beca and to Beca. Physical intimacy is just. It's a lot. Especially for Chloe because it's really one of the most important things. She just never expects it from Beca. Not like this, at least. Not now.

So Chloe doesn't say anything and their night continues.

*

The second time it happens, it's kind of impromptu as well. Near the holidays of Chloe's third consecutive super senior year, they both end up opting to stay on campus. Beca manages to get into Amy's stash of international alcohol and they throw themselves a pity Thanksgiving in Chloe's spacious (and lonely) room. It feels even more empty given that the house is devoid of Bellas and song.

It's much chillier now at the end of November, nearing into December. The low 20s and high 10s of the temperature around them means that Chloe gets to wear all her favourite cardigans and stolen hoodies. Beca seems to just put on more layers - more layered shirts, jackets, some sweaters. Chloe makes a note to get Beca into a holiday sweater as soon as possible.

"What are you looking at?" Beca grumbles, returning from where she's done tinkering with her record player.

"I think we should get the Bellas matching ugly Christmas sweaters this year. I can't believe we haven't done it yet."

Beca's mouth twitches like she isn't sure if she wants to instinctively insult Chloe's fashion choices or immediately give in. A common theme these days as Chloe unlocks more and more of Beca's incredibly soft side. She sighs loudly.

Chloe stifles a grin. "Matching, Bec."

"You know I don't do that. Not even. Well. Whatever. It's kind of lame."

Chloe holds her tongue. Right. Jesse. She's sure Jesse has long come up with ideas to having every conceivable kind of matching couple's outfit. The most Chloe has ever seen Beca wear that has a remote Jesse influence is a red sweater that kind of looks like a Treble sweater, but Chloe hasn't seen it since the very first time she saw Beca wear it.

"Maybe," Beca finally concedes, climbing onto the bed. "Pick a good movie and we'll see."

Chloe grins and presses against Beca's side immediately, pulling her laptop from her. "Christmas movie," she declares.

"It's November," Beca complains.

Chloe wins anyway and she doesn't even recall watching the movie because Beca ends up falling asleep halfway through. Chloe kind of just watches it happen because there is something incredibly relaxing and beautiful about watching the way Beca's brow relaxes all at once and her features smooth out making her look years younger. Like all the tension and stress eases from her the more sleepy she becomes.

This time, when Beca leans into her side, Chloe's ready. It hadn't really happened again since that first time, but God, the way Beca just fits into her side. The way Beca kind of curls a hand loosely over her forearm with the gentlest of tugs. Chloe slowly pulls her arm away, this time putting it around Beca's shoulders. The action itself makes a huge lump stick in her throat—a lump that very much feels like her heart as it threatens to leave her body imminently.

Beca inhales, a short little sound, and Chloe stops. "Sorry," she whispers immediately. "I shouldn't—"

"It's okay," Beca whispers back, voice muted and muffled. "S'comfy."

Friends do this. It's okay.

*

Chloe thinks Beca looks beautiful always, but especially now.

"You can see the bump," Beca says absentmindedly, lifting her shirt in front of the mirror. Their trip to the doctor was exciting. The knowledge that this is really happening for them; finally happening for them—Chloe could cry.

"You're showing," Chloe echoes, standing from the bed. She wants to reach out and touch Beca, but she isn't even sure where to start.

"I didn't even realize until the doctor pointed it out today."

"Neither did I," Chloe admits quietly, wondering if it makes her a bad wife. Not noticing that the love of her life had been undergoing some serious bodily changes to begin welcoming the newest member of their family into their lives. She finally moves to stand behind Beca, hooking her chin over her shoulder, smiling when their eyes catch in the mirror. "You look so pretty."

"You have to say that, we're married. What happens when I look like a whale?"

"You'll always look beautiful to me," Chloe declares, kissing Beca's cheek repeatedly when Beca frowns at Chloe's response.

Beca moves Chloe's hand to rest more firmly against her belly. "What if you can't hold me like this later?"

Chloe hums. "Nothing would stop me from cuddling with you."

"But what if your arms can't even come around me," Beca complains, a hint of a whine seeping into her voice. "And then you grow tired of trying to hug a balloon."

"You'll have to figure out a way to pry me off you over these next months. Trust me." Chloe makes sure to kiss a spot on Beca's neck that she knows drives her crazy. "I'm going to be all over you. In more ways than one." Another kiss. She catches the blush on Beca's cheeks. "I always knew you liked my cuddles."

Beca sniffs haughtily. "And?"

She hasn't quite brought it up to Beca, even after all their years together, but it still delights Chloe to no end that Beca chose this with her. That Beca chooses her every day. That Beca trusted her all those years ago, even when they hadn't really been anything.

"And nothing," Chloe finally says. "I just love you the way you are."

*

In all their years together, Chloe can't recall Beca ever choosing to cuddle with somebody over her. She hadn't even really contemplated it because it had quickly become their thing.

She knows that Beca doesn't do it with just anybody. In fact, Chloe's about 99% sure that Beca has never cuddled or snuggled with anybody else in her life.

But this—

Chloe doesn't even say anything at first because her heart catches in her throat. Beca's cheek rests ever so slightly on top of their son's fuzzy little head, her eyes half-closed, but still alert enough to ensure she doesn't loosen her hold or drop him. She hums ever so slightly, her movements slight and gentle as to not wake him.

Chloe kind of doesn't want to say anything—wants to let this night continue just like this. The sheer tranquillity and safety around them because of all the love she feels for her wife and her son—it's irreplaceable.

Beca's eyes lift then, catching hers from where she stands in the doorway. "C'mere," Beca murmurs, brow furrowing when Chloe hovers in the bed. "Bed feels empty without you."

Chloe doesn't hesitate then, only wanting to enjoy a mid-evening snuggle with her family knowing there must be many more to come.

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[warmau]

☆ lovestruck!au x librarian!au taeyong other lovestruck!aus: jeno | chenle | haechan | jisung

a tower of books is blocking taeyong's vision, just a voice comes echoing out from behind them

"do you have a classics section?"

"of course! which author?"

there's a pause and taeyong starts to get up so he can at least see who he is talking to

"who would you recommend?"

taeyong is already running through his alphabetized list that he's spent hours on making in his head

when you love books as much as he does, a question like that makes everything around him spark

but then he sees you

you seem to be frowning, looking down at the screen of your phone as the familiar notification sound of the college email comes vibrating through the room

a couple of people studying nearby turn to glare and you whisper a small apology as you put your phone on silent and meet taeyong's gaze

taeyong almost wishes you hadn't

the urge to bring up the long sleeves of his oversized cardigan to hide his face starts to take over his brain instead

they're so cute - i can't look at them!

you blink when taeyong doesn't say anything - he looks as if he has suddenly been struck by lightning

"sorry - is everything ok?"

your concern seems to do the trick, taeyong mentally mocks himself for being so awkward, and he says the one name that comes to mind easier than all the rest

"have you read, um, twain? m-mark twain?"

the look that you give him tells taeyong he's picked an author that could put you to sleep - not that he really would argue, it's just that suddenly all his knowledge has seeped away into the darkest corner of his brain

"no..i mean i have tried to, but he's kind of - boring?"

"jane austen?"

"aren't most of her books a thousand pages long?"

"is - are you looking for a book for a project?"

you poke your tongue into your cheek, the little action makes taeyong suddenly feel like jello

"kind of - one of my classes wants us to find a classic author that speaks to us personally. the only issue is none of them speak to me - most of them are dead anyway right?"

taeyong stares at you and then gives a little nervous chuckle

you stare back and sigh in defeat

"i know i must be annoying you right now."

"no- no! no, i just......i -"

i just can't stop looking at you and it's kind of insane

taeyong pushes the thought back and levels himself and his emotions

"i think you might want to find someone that isn't exactly a 'classic' author?"

this intrigues you, your shoulders perk and you lean over the librarians counter

the sudden action nearly topples the neat bunch of books that had originally blocked taeyong from seeing you and he circles his arms around it protectively as he tries not to fall into the stars that are looping through your gaze

"what do you mean?"

"w-well the assignment is a classic author who speaks to you right? there are lots of authors from that same time who aren't labeled classics but they - they might fit that category to you."

he is still holding his fingers on the spines of some of the books as you think about the sentiment

"like who?"

taeyong, looks at the pile in front of him, mostly to avoid direct eye contact with you, but then he notices something in the mix

through the mess of titles and textbooks and more he sees one of the colleges oldest and most checked out books

the great gatsby

briefly, he thinks about the way in which gatsby speaks about daisy

a flickering thought of the almost desperate love someone could feel for another

you tap your fingers and the little memory lights something else in taeyong's mind and he asks you in a small voice,

"have you ever read zelda fitzgerald's work?"

you haven't - actually you were unaware she was ever a writer - and when you ask taeyong if her work is available in the library he shakes his head

"she wrote a novel, save me the waltz, really not popular enough to ever become a classic but if you read it and like it i think -"

"well how can i read it if the college doesn't have a copy?"

taeyong thinks he feels the temperature of his skin rise a little because

"i-i own a copy."

this time you do knock over the tower of books, simply because you jut your upper half over the counter to ask him if he'd ever consider lending it to you and your elbow catches right on one of the books

they topple over and the loud crash echoes a wave of irritations throughout the library again as you scramble behind the desk to help taeyong get them back in order

behind the desk like this - you ask him in a whisper

"i know im a stranger, but you can trust me with the book - i promise!"

taeyong wants to say of course, but all he manages is a shy hiccup when your hands brush over the same cover

"here -" you stack the rest of the books up and then push your phone into this palm "give me your number and we can meet up"

the rest of it all happens in a blur

taeyong gives you his number - you delete the contact name and write yong with a little book emoji instead

you text him and insist he put your name down with your favorite little pink flower

after his shift, he heads to his dorm and finds the book - smiling to himself silently as his dormmate doyoung stares with a look of curiosity from behind his pre-law homework

and then - it hits ten p.m. - and the all-night cafe on campus is packed and warm and taeyong is standing in front of it with a small scarf around his neck and the book placed carefully in a manilla envelope

you come bounding down the street, ten minutes late, and skid to a stop in front of taeyong

you call him mr. librarian and taeyong doesn't know if the feeling in his stomach is love or his lunch

"thank you thank you thank you - ill be sure to let you know if i use it for my project!"

he assumes you just mean one text after you're done reading it - a yes this is perfect or a i think i need to find something else!

what taeyong does not expect is that the two weeks you work on your project, you text him daily

the book is only a mere 230 pages - but you keep telling him about passages and the old articles you're finding on zelda

somehow you took one little book and pulled so much from it

taeyong thinks its been a long time since he's seen someone fall so much in love with a writer that he misses the feeling he used to get too

one evening he gets your text just as he's finishing up shelving at the library, he stops to lean against the cart and read it

submitted my project, i have to see you and give you back the book!

he thinks for a second, chewing on his lower lip

you can keep it, you've come to love it.

the bubbles pop up fast and taeyong nearly loses the grip on his phone when you reply

that's so sweet, but i actually just really want to see you too.

and so you pop by the library when it's only him left, he's closing it with the key the school trusts on him with (and the janitor)

and he almost jumps out of his skin when he turns and you're there - beaming a huge smile at him

you're holding the book and he says, "no really you can keep it-"

"do you want to go to dinner with me?"

taeyong doesn't know if you've been privy to his feelings all along

did you, standing there behind that tower of books, already know he was going to start thinking about you every day after he saw you

did you already know he'd feel like a helpless schoolboy with a crush on the sun?

either way you don't admit it - you just keep that huge smile across the table with pieces of cake between you two and steaming cups of tea

you babble about your project, about how you had to defend not picking someone more obviously 'classical'

and taeyong does the one thing he learnt from romantic movies and novels, that when you shiver in the cold air of the cafe, he shrugs off that huge cardigan he's always wearing and offers it to you without much of a word

you pull your hands through it and go

"it feels like a hug!"

when you're both done with your food, you ask taeyong if he's going to walk back to the dorm - you have to take the shuttle across campus

"thank you for treating me, you didn't have to all over a book."

he shyly scratches the back of his neck and he still doesn't ask for you to give him his cardigan back

you look much cuter wearing it anyway, in his opinion

in the breeze of the night, you step closer to him and taeyong swallows because you're looking straight at his lips

"it wasn't just for the book. are you book lovers so dense?"

"hu-"

he starts as you lean in to kiss him, gently and sweetly, the lingering taste of cake and tea on your lips

taeyong almost falls over - his saving grace is your hand wrapping around his wrist

"ive seen you in the library before.....so when i got this project i thought it would be the perfect time to talk to you and ive always liked you, so i cant believe how nice you were to me-"

you start, confessing an onslaught of feelings taeyong was oblivious to

"-and if you don't feel the same i understand."

taeyong has never been straightforward in his life, but he answers your concern with another quick, soft kiss to your lips

he doesn't say everything he wants to either when he pulls back and you're giving him a slight look of shock

i like you too, ive liked you ever since i saw you - ever since you toppled that tower of books back on me - ever since you helped me put it back together behind the librarians' desk

he can't force the words out instead he goes,

"please keep the book.....and my cardigan is yours too."

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