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sp0o0kylights · 8 months

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I once had to pose in a ton of photos for a friend's AP photography final back in high school so may I present to you:

Steve Harrington, who gave in to Robin's begging that he act as her weird art model for her senior year portfolio (the same one her teacher is encouraging her to bat out of the ballpark and enter into contests.)

She's doing a whole thing on fashion, subcultures and sexuality using photos and collaged poetry, a project that has Steve trying on different outfits and posing in different places.

"This might help me land a scholarship, Dingus." She hisses while she's got him bent over her bathtub, spraying parts of his hair blue with wash-out dye.

Steve, soulmate and best friend extraordinaire, goes through it all with minimal (for him) bitching, even if the goth outfit feels absolutely ridiculous, and the 'geek' photoshoot downright laughable.

He starts to have fun when she has him mimic Nancy's straight laced, all A's good girl aura, and equally has a blast with the country look (he has no idea where Robin got a miniature horse but it conned him for every piece of food he had on him and then some.)

The final piece is the one they're struggling with, the one Robin's now (fake) dying his hair partially blue for.

A few hours later and he's dressed up once again in a studded leather jacket, the tightest jeans he owns ringed with belts, and combat boots.

Robin had even talked him into letting her use eyelash glue to attach a few metal studs on his face--two acting as an eyebrow piercing and one on his nose.

The looks he drew took a minute to get used too when all was said and done, Robin dragging him around Hawkins while she tried to find the 'perfect backdrop' but he's not gonna lie.

He kinda enjoys being punk Steve.

That is, until Robin has him posing in an alleyway and Eddie Munson comes around the corner, jaw right about falling to the floor.

Even better?

Eddie doesn't recognize him.

Not at first, when he siddles up to Steve, nodding to the handkerchief in Steve's back pocket and then flicking the pink triangle pin on his jacket with a finger.

Steve owes Jonathan a bottle of his father's best alcohol for giving him enough knowledge to get through the music razing Eddie subjects him too, and Steve's all too happy to play the part of punk asshole to Munson's music-snob metalhead.

It's not until Eddies playing with his hair and Robin gives in to letting him have a quick break from the shoot that he gives up the ghost, leaning in to whisper in Eddie's ear.

"Gotta say, Munson," Steve all but purrs."I wasn't expecting you to fall for the Harrington Charm that fast."

"What?" Eddie asks, jerking his head back to look at him with wide eyes.

Maybe it's the outfit giving him the extra ounce of courage, but Steve likes to think more that it gives him the freedom to lean forward and brush their lips together.

Eddie doesn't return it, but that's alright.

Steve's played this game enough to know that it was merely a hook for a real kiss.

"Okay." Robin says, annoyed, camera at her side. "Steve, I'm happy that you're finally exploring that repressed as fuck homosexuality we keep arguing about, I really am, but I have to get this last photo!"

He ignores her, instead nudging Eddie's shoulders.

"Care to pose with me?" Steve asks, grinning. He can tell Eddie still isn't sure if this is a joke, that he's seconds from running, and reaches out to tug on his black handkerchief. "Get Robin her photo, and then talk about this after, Mr. S&M."

Eddie flushes scarlet, but after some reassurance (and wheelding) from Robin, finally agrees.

(Later, he agrees to a date, which Steve also credits the outfit for.

Even if Robin demands half the credit.)

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cutielando · 2 months

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old money ~ george russell

instagram au

synopsis: Y/N and George are everyone's favorite couple, and everyone seems to think they just scream old-money romance

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queenendless · 8 months

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📱Home Screen (Teen!Gojo x Fem!Reader x Teen!Geto)📱

A/N: So this is from my Curses Love (JJK x Reader) book on Wattpad under my other username on here; CosmicQueen10.

This is set in an AU where you're a student alongside these two at JJ High. Dating them both. And they're cool with it. Gonna write more with this AU in mind here and there. Also gonna write these shorts to ease my need for precious content with my two faves and put them out as much as possible.

All credit to the characters/show/pics goes to Gege sensei. Please don't steal or copy my work. Please like and reblog. I hope you enjoy.

Nodding off amidst the cool breeze and the warm skinny sunbeams trickling through the shade of the tree leaves covering you, the rustling of your hair stirred you slightly awake, followed by a familiar enriching laugh.

"Y/n-chan~?"

You softly whined as you rubbed your eyes, working yourself more alert, as you blinked until your vision cleared up to witness yourself sitting on a bench amidst the school grounds, right beside your beaming grinning boyfriend.

"Wakey wakey, sweetie~!"

The arm of one Gojo Satoru wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his side, as his other hand opened up his flip phone.

"Wanna take a photo with me~?"

"Huh? Uhhhh .... okay."

The flash of the phone's camera snapped.

"Ooh~! Lookie lookie~!" Turning his phone around, you saw what made his face lit up.

His shades slid down to the tip of his nose, his vibrant blue eye opened giving a side view to the camera, his free hand squeezed your shoulder, and your closed eyed blushing face as he kissed the corner of your mouth.

"If you wanted a new home screen, you could have just said so." You couldn't stop smiling bashfully as he chuckled at the sight.

A weighted plop on the empty spot beside you on the bench grabbed both your attention.

"Sorry for making you both wait."

"About time, Suguru. Hey, take a look at this! Ain't Y/n-chan so cute~?!" Gojo literally smothered his phone screen all up in Geto's face. "You gotta get in on the action, buddy~!"

"Hmm," Geto hummed in thought; mirth already overtaking his black eyes as did his own sneaky grin. "Not a bad idea, Satoru." As he pulled out his own phone out of his pants pocket, his other hand brushed through your hair, cradling the back of your noggin as your cheek rested on his shoulder. "Care to take another, honey~?"

You had an inkling this would transpire. He is your other boyfriend, after all.

Besides, you like where this is going. You nodded shyly, earning a sly smile in return before he posed you two just right. The flashing of his phone's camera came next.

The snapshot of him kissing your forehead as you bashfully closed your eyes while also blushing vividly earned a hearty chuckle from Geto and a woo-hoo whistle from Gojo as you chose to keep your face buried on Geto's shoulder for the moment; adding to their amusement.

"Not bad, not bad Suguru~ However, if we make this a trio set, then we'll really hit the jackpot~!"

"Yeah yeah, I'm right here ya know!" You finally looked up, pulled out your own phone, readying to take your own selfie. "But I'm choosing the pose this time."

"And that would be~?" Their united voices; the delight evident on their expecting faces, made you duck your head in steamy sheepishness. Your finger beckoned them to draw closer to hear your whispered desire. Hearing what you asked made them exchange smirks.

"Deal. On 3. Ready?" Gojo asked.

Your shy nod confirmed it.

"Okay ... 1 ... 2 ... 3!"

And as you tapped to take the shot, in came a third flash.

Just as twice before, it all happened so fast.

Your giggle broke out through the air at the sight of what overtook your screen.

Gojo smooching your right cheek and Geto kissing your left cheek, a small but lovely smile on your face.

"Best. One. Yet~!" Gojo cheered.

"Agreed." Geto hummed in content.

That was your new home screen.

For now, at least.

No doubt newer ones would top them all along the way.

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cryptomiracle · 1 month

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more creepypasta headcanons

(+ marble hornets)

WARNINGS:

Ooc? Idk

I started this at 2 am and you can tell

Cursing

I write on my phone so the format may be a little weird

Any brands, games, or characters mentioned in this do NOT belong to me, nor am I sponsored by them in any way.

This is very unserious, I've noticed that a lot of my other hcs usually take a "dark" turn and so I decided to make some that didn't.

You could even say they're a bit... silly.

You should totally check out my masterlist for more hcs (it's pinned)

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Characters: masky, hoodie, ticci toby, jeff the killer, and BEN DROWNED.

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Jeff:

he's extremely hard headed, he WILL argue/fight with someone over the dumbest things and he'll never stop arguing, even if he knows the other person is right.

He has an "emo accent"

He likes to start drama between people, and then leave the crime scene.

He is so ashy you could strike a match off of his elbow

He's been wearing the same beat up converse since 2012, them things are being held together by duct tape and a prayer.

His favorite animal is a raccoon, he says they're sneaky and nocturnal like him.

He refuses to get a new phone, he won't even steal one.

He curses all the time just cause he can, sometimes he'll even jumble random curse words together.

BEN:

He listens to vocaloid and he doesn't play about miku

He runs one of those "rage bait" accounts that are painfully obviously bait

Still quotes old memes and refuses to let them die

Example: yeet, t-posing, and "sanic the hedgehog"

He scams old people on Facebook and e-daters, he doesn't feel bad about it either.

He uses the money he gets from scamming to buy v-bucks and overwatch coins

He once doxxed someone for dissing miku

slender had to take away his mic privileges because he was keeping everyone up at night by yelling bloody murder at people on fortnite/overwatch

once showed up at someones house because they emoted on him after killing him in game

Toby:

He vapes, and thinks he's so cool cause he can do "vape tricks" and he makes people watch him while he does them

Someone once gave him apple cider, told him it was alcohol, and he pretended to be drunk.

His phone gallery is filled with random photos, like there'll be a low quality picture of a tree and then right beside it a picture of a ceiling. Just random stuff

Mint chocolate chip ice cream enjoyer

He's really flexible, although he has bad posture he can do back bends, the splits, etc

more on his terrible posture; when he sits he literally looks like this: ) )

When he first started working for slenderman, he REFUSED to live in the manor and lived outside. While he lived outside he became friends with a lot of the wildlife, slender eventually made him move into the manor because there was a rumor that toby was going to make a "possum army" and try to overthrow slender

He will fight anyone and anything he really doesn't care about his, or their well-being.

Had a "weeb" phase when he was in middle school and he still has nightmares about "naruto running" away from his bullies.

Hoodie:

He can make a killer sandwich (lol) he's not the best at cooking other things, but if you get him to make you a sandwich, he'll bless your taste buds.

He loves karaoke, he can't sing for shit but he still does it anyway

He acts like a millennial (I'm sorry) not to the point where it's completely unbearable, but he will send people "relatable memes" every now and then

He enjoys online arguments, he'll never participate but he will scroll through different threads of people arguing for hours on end

He likes for people to say stuff like "GO WHITE BOY GO" to him

He blushes when he lies, he's a scarily good liar but if you ever want to catch him in a lie, point out the fact that his cheeks are red.

Whenever he has a drink with a straw, he holds the straw in-between his tooth gap.

he sends streaks.

Masky:

He has a NASTYYY side eye, and sometimes he'll scrunch up his nose while side eyeing someone just to make it sting even more

Contemplated getting a mullet once, he never went through with it though.

He coughs like someone's grandfather who smoked three packs of cigarettes a day for 40 years

If someone says a word that reminds him lf a song he likes, it'll automatically get stuck in his head and he'll hum it all day after that.

he isn't weak when it comes to stinky smells, but if it's stinky enough to make him gag he's extremely overdramatic.

he learned how to sew because of how much he ripped his jeans, shirts, etc.

Sleeps so hard sometimes people think he's dead, he'll just be laying there looking casket ready but everyone is too scared to check on him cause he gets super grumpy when woken up.

he always keeps a little money hidden somewhere, even if it's just a 5 dollar bill.

he's superstitious, if he sees you attempt to walk under a ladder he will physically drag you back and make you walk around it.

he has a pair of brass knuckles which he only saves for "special occasions" they're his favorite things ever, he even named them.

he only uses his phone to call, text, or search something up, and that's it.

he doesn't even have YouTube installed.

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I will be reading over this to check for any errors, ty for reading - M

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wolfiesmoon · 5 months

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Photogenic

Mitsuya x photographer!reader (gn)

My mind was on mitsuya throughout the whole of photography class and i cooked up this idea😖💞

"Agh, no, come back..." you whined at the cat that slipped away just as you were about to take a photo. That photo was going to be award-winning! That stupid cat can't read the room at all!

You sighed, staring at the empty space the cat was in a few moments ago before turning around, still feeling a bit dejected. All your friends and fellow club members managed to get pictures of cats this week, but all of the cats have it out for you, it seems. You can never find a single one.

You started walking away, flipping through the few photos you took that day as you made your way back into the school, suddenly bumping into someone.

"Ah, I'm sorr-" you interrupted your own apology to get a good look at the guy you just bumped into. You recognise him. He's a club leader, you think.

"Oh, it's okay. Don't worry about it." The calm, gentle tone of his voice surprised you. He talks so gently with that appearance? Not that it's a bad thing, of course not.

"...Are you okay? You're staring at me really hard." He gently waved a hand in front of your eyes. You snapped out of it, feeling a little embarrased that you were staring. You didn't even realise it.

"Sorry, you just look really... photogenic, is all. My photographer senses are tingling!" He has an interesting face, that's for sure! In a good way. A very good way.

"Is that so? I never really thought of it like that. I don't take pictures of myself often, you know." He seemed a bit flattered at your unique compliment, smiling slightly at you.

A silence followed, and you suddenly got an idea. "Oh! Do you have some time? Are you busy?" You looked really excited, and he swears he saw stars shine in your eyes at that moment.

"Sure. I'm done with club activities for the day. Why?"

"For a photoshoot, duh! I was supposed to be taking photos of cats, but all of them have it out for me. And I've already established you're a good subject to photograph, too! Come with me!" You beckoned to him excitedly, already walking back outside.

Turns out he isn't half bad as a model, either. You did have a bit of trouble with the posing and your camera decided to be annoying and not save your settings so you had to recalibrate it, but you were eventually ready.

"I'm doing it in three, two, one." You snapped the photo, inspecting it.

"Ahhh... I was right! You look really relaxed and natural." Usually the first photos don't look too good since the (human) subject isn't relaxed or in their element yet. But not with him, apparently.

"Huh." He noted, looking at you with a relaxed smile.

"Let's take more!!" You suggested excitedly. Now you're getting fired up.

His eyes widened slightly when seeing your expression. You look really determined, almost scarily so. Though he supposes that it's good to be passionate about the things you love. He likes that in a person.

"By the way, what's your name? I realise I still haven't asked." You lowered the camera from your face after snapping a dozen photos, smiling at him.

"Mitsuya Takashi. Let's get along." He smiled back.

Oh, that means he wants to talk to you again, doesn't it?

How exciting. You can feel your cheeks getting warm.

In the evening, your club went over all the photos you took as is procedure for the photography club. You usually sort the photos and discuss your intentions with them during this time.

"How about your photo- Who is that?" your friend questioned, clicking through the photos you took earlier. The guy in the photos looked vaguely familiar.

"It's not a cat, that's for sure." The club leader joked.

"Listen, all the cats hate me so I took photos of the next best thing. Mitsuya Takashi." You smiled slightly.

"How is he even remotely similar to a cat?" Your other friend questioned.

"They're both really cute, duh." You playfully rolled your eyes.

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oncomingnight · 9 months

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𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰!⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐱 ❥.

Valentina was one of the only Hispanic girls in every single one of her classrooms throughout K-12. This was due to the fact her family resided in a town with an extremely small population that was surrounded by a mountain setting. This never dismayed her in being a confident girl, her mother raised her with the mindset of "they're just jealous of you". Yet, this didn't turn her into an egotistical monster. She was a sweet girl despite what her looks may have made you assume.

Her mother and father were extremely loving and protective parents, basically the staple for a stable family. They'd have game nights, movie nights, group cooking sessions, etc. Her father was the type to take photos of her outfits before she headed off to school, her sporting a confident pose and a dimple guarded smile.

It wasn't surprising to anyone around her when she got accepted into a top-notch modeling agency. It was difficult to move away from such a loving and memory ridden home, away from her parents, but she and them both acknowledged it was time for her to branch out. Valentina was able to rent out an apartment in the metropolitan city of Chicago, such a big city intimidated her quite a bit but she eventually adapted and conquered her feelings of timidness.

She was extremely surprised by the experience of being flown out to Europe and being paid to walk for the most sought after brands, but, it wasn't something she couldn't get used to.

A deal's a deal.

The two of you met at an event you had partaken in planning, assisting in choosing the venue, the entertainment and assorting several food choices of different diets. As she was sipping on a negroni, she scanned the crowd and eventually settled on you.

God, were you gorgeous.

It was quite the scene. Her dark, shadowed eyes circling around your figure and face as sensual jazz music was being played by a live band. She took the skinny black straw from between her lips, smoothing out her silk black dress with one slightly tatted hand before walking on over to you. As soon as Valentina was close enough to get a good look at you, she almost leaned over to squeeze your cheeks, you looked far too adorable for her to handle.

"Hi", she said with a wide smile before quickly sticking her hand out to shake yours as she said, "I'm Valentina, what's your name?"

As soon as you replied with a fond smile and told her your name, she could help herself and decided to say:

"Oh, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl, huh?" Ending her flirty sentence with a sultry laugh at the sight of your flustered expression. Before the conversation progressed even further, she requested to know your personal social media and even your number. Who were you to deny such a lovely lady?

She knows what she wants.

Valentina was always the first person to comment under your posts and reposted some of them onto her story, only those of which including your face or an outfit you decided to show off that day. It always included a caption written by her saying, "pretty." She never failed in texting you good morning and asking if you'd like to go out for lunch with her.

All of the checks were paid for by her, no matter how many times you tried to grab at the bill and take your card from your purse. The two of you could've gone on a shopping spree together, gotten coffee and then lunch and she'd still want to pay.

"Please? My treat." As if she didn't pay for your whole day out.

She treats you as if you're her girlfriend before she even asks you out, but don't worry, she eventually asks you and it's in the cutest way imaginable. You're taken to a floral garden and the only hint she gave you of the location was a text saying, "dress cute, as you always do." A red gingham blanket was settled onto the hunter green grass along with a woven picnic basket filled with every single one of your favorite snacks. You noticed the unusual nervousness that she had been moving with the entire time the two of you were hanging out.

"Y/n, I want to ask you before anyone else does, and don't say anything until I'm finished, okay? There's nowhere else in the whole world that I'd rather be than right here with you. Nothing would make me happier than being able to take care of you and hold you every single second of each and every day. You better believe me when I say that from the very moment I saw you, I felt nothing but love. Do you love me, Y/n? I want you to love me."

The intense wording of her confession startled you a bit, but you couldn't be happier. You were finally given the chance to tell her you also, indeed, did love her.

After you accepted her admission of love, Valentina gently placed her hand on the back of your neck and placed her plump, plum-colored lips onto yours.

You always tag along with her when she's set to walk and model clothing on a runway. Your presence makes her so much more confident than she already feels when she's swaying and strutting her hips. She'll find you in the crowd of fashion journalists and influencers, sending you a sweet smile and blowing you a kiss every once and awhile.

Her job can be a bit tiring but it's the reason she lives the life she does. She acknowledges this but the constant demand on the upkeep of her appearance is extremely irritating and overwhelming, especially when it's coming from people whose only job is to sit and judge someone's appearance.

The scum of the earth, as she likes to say.

When you're unable to be with her backstage during a show, she comes home and just nestles her messy head of hair into your tummy, whining and ranting about the people who made her angry that day.

"Sometimes I just wish I could do something to make them stop talking, like, forever." Valentina knows exactly what she could do to make her job easier but they're her superiors so they're restricted from her wrath.

Me when I can't fight my boss 🙄!!

Valentina absolutely loves taking you on holiday vacations, usually taking place in either Europe or her parents home back in Pennsylvania.

To her, there's no better way to start a morning than waking up next to you and seeing you peacefully sipping on your cup of coffee with a blanket wrapped around your bare chest. She's also

Valentina loves assisting you in more ways than one. She's a tall girl so she's able to reach up high shelves to grab something for you or put decorations up. She also enjoys assisting you in the sexual sense.

Sure, she comes home extremely tired from a long day at work, but she's not too tired to bury her head into your pussy and drown out your whines of overstimulation. Calm down, babe, it helps her relax! She'll also reach to hold your hand, staring at you with adoring puppy dog eyes as you writhe and attempt at moving your hips away from her gluttonous mouth.

Valentina is also a master at cooking. You'll wake up to the immediate aroma of chicken, cheese and homemade pasta noodles hitting your nose. She'll immediately whip up an excellent array of desserts for the two of you to share over a cup of coffee or tea.

Despite her tough aura, she loves to do nothing more than burrowing her head into your shoulder, wrapping her slender arms around your waist, nipping and kissing at your neck. You're far too cute for her to keep her hands to herself.

She's a complete baby when the two of you are alone, but there are some paparazzi photographs that show her softer side. A photo of you feeding her creamy tomato pasta backstage at a Mugler show, her sitting on your lap with her lips around the silver fork, looking at you with eyes filled with complete, pure devotion.

To some of your surprise, she isn't embarrassed by these pictures being published at all! It simply shows everyone who views it that your hers and she's yours.

It'll always be that way.

Back on the topic of holidays between the two of you, she enjoys wandering around vast cities with you as she holds onto your hand. Grabbing an iced coffee with a pistachio croissant whilst staying in Italy? And she's with the love of her life? Yeah, that sounds like an amazing day.

She's always happiest when she's around her baby, she's done terrible things to outside forces to keep it that way, and she's not above doing it once more. They should've known better and you'd understand if you found out, undeniably. They were trying to take you away from her, explain to Valentina why she should've sat back and let that happen.

You can't!

She adores dressing you up in her choice of clothing, especially if your personal style contrasts with her own. She'll purchase clothing that's in her favored style and pleads for you to try them on! She waits outside of the bathroom in your shared home as you change, anticipating to see her angel baby practically modeling the clothing she purchased.

Valentina also really enjoys doing your makeup! Speaking to you about your plans for the rest of the day and what outfit would look the best with the eyeshadow she's placing onto your eyelid. You make every single makeup look she applies on you absolutely perfect!

In general, she's incredibly protective but especially when it comes to people attempting to win you over with wandering hands and failed flirting. She practically powerwalks to where you and the person are standing and immediately starts interrogating them. She'll pull you closer into the side of her body, asking the person, "What were the two of you talking about? I'm kinda in the mood to laugh, tell me. I want to laugh too."

When it comes to her love for you, she'll go to the greatest lengths. If she ever sees you in an insecure attitude, there's nothing that could devastate her more. The girl that is the epitome of the word perfect, thinks she's unattractive..? How does that even work?

She'll look at your phone, seeing the influencer you're comparing yourself to and she has to stop herself from releasing a boisterous laugh. She gently takes your phone out of your hands before saying, "Honey, hey, look at me, yeah? I've seen this girl millions of times in real life, that workout didn't help her look like that at all, it was the surgeries." She's great at comforting you as she knows what it's like to feel unsure of yourself at times, and she never wants you to live in doubt of your appearance or attitude.

Those girls that are flat out lying on your explore page are going to get an extremely unexpected phone call filled with threats made to their personal cell. (With a voice changer of course!)

But, if she's incredibly angry she won't even bother concealing her real voice. She has enough connections to prevent any repercussions made toward her, she also has enough connections to help get rid of a person.

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octuscle · 6 months

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Like father, like son

If your father is just 18 years older than you, it's likely that your father married his cousin, lives in a trailer park and is a car mechanic at best. And you yourself are probably also a father at 18 at the latest, wear a Mullet and have been smoking since you were 12.

Your father is just 18 years older than you. But he's not white trash, he's a specialist in data science, you have a cool townhouse and the only thing you lacked for a happy and sheltered childhood was a mother. She died when you were born. And you give him credit for the fact that your father still managed to guarantee a good life for both of you. You always made an effort to do your best at school. And that's how you both became… Nerds! Without the positive influence of a woman, you developed a rather strange taste in clothes. Your manners are not entirely socially acceptable. And the two of you haven't even watched sport on TV, let alone practiced it.

But your father really does deserve a cool 40th birthday. I'm sending you two presets. One for you and one for your father. And I've booked you a table at a cool restaurant. For 20:00.

You've both put on your best suits. Neither of them fit you very well. And they're also quite inappropriate for the restaurant. Loud music, beautiful people in cool clothes. The waitress asks what you want to drink. You actually want to order a Diet Coke. And your father wants a glass of water. But instead, your father says that you both want a beer. The beer arrives and you clink bottles. First you talk about artificial intelligence, then about politics and finally about football. The waitress comes and asks if you'd like to order. Your father burps loudly, laughs and says that you'll both have the large entrecote and another beer.

Meanwhile, your conversation turns to the gym. Whether you want to work out after dinner before you hit the clubs. Your father asks about your current diet. You also burp and say that beer isn't really part of it, but steaks are. You're damn proud of your father. You can only dream of his body. And going to the gym today before you look for something to fuck might be a good idea.

You flex your biceps, pull out your cell phone and say "Go on, old man. Let me take a photo for your Grindr profile.“ Your father laughs. And strikes a pose that gives you a boner. At 40, your father can still fuck anything he wants. Every beefcake at the gym and every yoga student. You envy them all for the chance to suck his cock.

Just one more beer and then we'll make your weak chest burn," says your father. You can't wait!

Inspired for the story by @malemusclegrowthfanuk

Pics fund @milankotowyc and @hellishin

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #male transformation #muscle transformation #inked man #tank top

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orderforbrian · 1 year

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Day 6 - Time Travel for @jonmartinweek!

im late again but only bc i drew waayyy too much for this lol - i couldnt help it tho i really love those kid-centric aus where jon and martin's future kids come visit their s1 selves - they're just full of so many cute moments and little jokes 🤭 i'm also just a sucker for anything jmart kid related. plus watching s1 jon and martin, who have budged hardly an inch past absolute loathing, grapple with the fact they not only get married in the future but have KIDS too is soooooooo good 😆they get to talking and realize "oh god you really are my ideal partner ohno OHHH NOO"

[Start ID: Multiple images of Jon and Martin from The Magnus Archives as well as their future children for an AU. Jon is a thin Persian man with dark, curly hair streaked with grey and rectangular glasses. Martin is a fat, mixed Polish/Korean man with dark brown, wavy hair, browline glasses, and a beauty mark by his lip. 1st image: Jon and Martin are sitting at a wedding table decorated with flowers, a plate with half eaten cake, and a green napkin. Jon is wearing a white shirt with a dark green bowtie, his hair is slicked back into a low bun with some styled stray hairs. His black suit jacket covers the chair behind him. He has light beard and a gold column earring. Martin is wearing a white shirt with a dark blue bowtie, his hair is styled back as well and he wears a gold diamond drop earring. They sit side by side, noses almost touching - Jon smiles wholesomely at Martin, holding up a coupe glass of champagne, and Martin smiles back with his eyes closed, left hand resting around the base of his own coupe glass. Jon's left hand sits on top of Martin's, each hand has a gold band on the ring finger. The drawing looks like a polaroid, Jon's handwriting at the bottom says "Jonathan and Martin Blackwood-Sims. June 27th, 2023." Martin has placed a red heart sticker and written "J+M" in blue marker on the photo. 2nd image: Jon and Martin are older and pose with their children on their backs. Their children, Mina and Jules, have dark, curly hair like Jon's, Mina has a beauty mark by his right eye and Jules has one on her left lower cheek. In this image Mina has her hair tied back into two pigtails and is smiling with one tooth gone. She wears overalls with a scalloped shirt, a sensory bracelet on her right wrist, and sneakers. She is riding on Martin's back, gripping his shirt with one hand and lifting up the other one behind his head, laughing loudly. Martin side eyes her with mirth, his hair is more choppy and down past his shoulders, he has a patchy beard, and wears a simple lined shirt. In this image, Jules has her hair tied back into a ponytail and is wearing a t-shirt, jean shorts and sneakers with a star on them. She sticks her tongue out towards the camera and winks one eye, both her arms are laced around Jon's neck. Jon's hair is past his ears and he has a fully grown mustache and beard, he wears a collared short sleeve shirt. Underneath ths photo Jon writes "Picnic after 2nd year primary. Mina (7) Jules (8)." Martin has drawn a yellow sun and written in blue marker "too old!!" and a crying face. 3rd image: Mina and Jules (off frame) hold up multiple photographs to younger Jon and Martin (season 1). Martin is wearing a collared shirt and his hair is side parted, cut just past his ears. Jon has his hair slicked back aside from a couple large curls at the front and wears a suit jacket, collared shirt, tie, and vest. Martin and Jon stare down at the photos with flustered surprise, confusion, and disbelief, both blushing. Martin pinches one of the photos with his right hand. Jon holds his glasses in his right hand.

4th image is a 7 panel comic. Mina and Jules both wear glasses and school uniforms with a backpack, Mina wearing a tie and vest, her hair done in two braids, and Jules wearing a collared shirt and tie, her hair in a bob with two clips. 1st panel: Jules outstretches her hand while looking angry at Mina who is looking away with a huff. "We would've gotten here way sooner if you didn't have to stop and pet that dumb dog!!". 2nd panel: Jon crosses his arms and sneers at Martin, who is looking unimpressed and annoyed and holding a tea mug. "They get that from you...". 3rd panel: Mina points at Jules and retorts "Well if you weren't so impatient we wouldn't have gotten caught, stupid!!". 4th panel: Martin lifts up the tea mug to take a sip and shoots back to Jon, who frowns, "They get that from you...". 5th panel: Mina and Jules yell at each other with closed eyes and hunched shoulders, "UGH!!! WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS ARGUING WITH ME!!!". 6th panel: A simplified drawing of Jon and Martin, one speech bubble connecting both of them saying "They get that from you". 7th panel: Jon and Martin whip around and stare at each other with offended anger, saying "ME?!".

5th image is of Mina and Jules in full color. They have the same descriptions as in the comic, the school uniform is a purple gray, the skirts plaid. Mina wears a green colored sensory bracelet and Jules wears a blue colored one. Mina has a nervous frown, a couple sweat marks coming off her head, while Jules smiles with quiet confidence, a couple gold sparkles by her head. They hold hands in the middle, Jules is slightly taller than Mina. Above Mina are the following words: Mina (Mia) *younger sibling *a bit shy *fave color is green *loves when Dad does her hair. Above Jules are the following words: Julia (Jules) *older (by 11 months) *more adventurous *fave color is blue *loves when Baba buys her ice cream. End ID.]

#jmart #jonmartin #teaholding #jonmartinweek2023 #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #order up! art tag #jmart kids #time travel au #kid au #the magnus archives #tma

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divinalu · 9 months

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Teammates? Friends?!

Synopsis - Upon becoming Vice President of your university’s student council, you stride into your new position only to be greeted by a familiar face - your high school rival. After being pitted against each other for so long, constantly at each other’s throats, could this opportunity to work together grant new insight into the moody President?

Pairing: Scaramouche x fem!reader university/college modern SMAU Tags: modern au, college au, university au, smau, student council, president x vice president, rivals to lovers, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, crack, lots of cringe jokes, SLOW burn, like really slow Warnings: swearing, mild threats, scara has a bad relationship with his mother, drinking, mentions of drugs, timestamps don’t matter, written chapters are marked with ‘✧’, photos do not indicate/represent the reader's appearance, race/ethnicity, skin tone, body type, etc. they're only to indicate poses and sometimes clothing

Status: ongoing (currently on hiatus)

Please comment to be added to the taglist!!

A/N: this is my first SMAU and fic on Tumblr 😭 also im not really sure how student council works in uni cause ive never been involved so you’ll have to bare with me and just use your imaginations

Featuring:

Y/N’s Friends | Scara’s Friends

Chapters:

❥ 01 — ONLY VICE??!!

❥ 02 — Wait, I Just Realised

❥ 03 — When the zeroes line up?

✧ 04 — I say disco, you say party!

❥ 05 — (Not) Good Morning

❥ 06 — Unexpected Guest

❥ 07 — Debrief Time

❥ 08 — Buy me food

❥ 09 — Never Back Down

✧ 10 — I’m Managing

❥ 11 — Band(Aid)

❥ 11.5 — BandAid

❥ 12 — Lunch Date!

❥ 12.5 — Lunch Date! (Pt. 2)

❥ 13 — One Step Forward, Three Steps Back

✧ 14 — All Nighter

❥ 15 — Fake News!

❥ 16 — Lying Low

✧ 17 — New Spark...?

❥ 18 — Date Night!

✧ 19 — ...

Taglist [open]:

@featuredtofu @raewrz @ainnofinway @neigesprincess @feiherp @kazioli @yoichiislovie @beriiov @yuminako @unhinged-atrocities @ghost-mint @pgieonahh @qtange @saccharine-sucks @brain-r0tt @theblueblub @kaitfae @chalksdreams @14r26f @luciledreamz @scaramood @certified-shrimp @xiaoxette @the-frogs-go-moo @danhenglovebot @ell1e2010

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libraford · 7 days

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I know I’m a rando so apologies if this is over familiar but your work situation sounds a lot like what my friend was going through in grad school. She had been doing really well the first year, then the second year her advisor suddenly started finding all sorts of “fundamental issues” with her research project. He discouraged her from applying for grants and said her submissions were too poor to even consider. All sorts of really harsh criticisms that often contradicted each other and were hard to follow. She felt like she was going crazy. Then she learned he found a different student that he would basically be able to pay much less to do all his lab work for him, and he was clearly trying to force her out to make room for the newer cheaper student. Trust your gut, I don’t think this situation is your fault at all. Something fishy is happening with your company for sure. I’m sorry for all this trouble.

Yikes that's harsh.

Part of the reason that my crits have been so numerous and harsh is that this year I was expected to learn something new. And I understand it in concept, but I have been making mistakes that are typical of new learners. But because there was no SAFE place to make those mistakes, the pressure is on to do them correct the first time and every time.

Like with groups, right?

My first groups job I was doing really well, I thought. Up until we got to the football team, which was 45 minutes late to the location. And they lined them up by number even though we asked for tallest to shortest. And the coach said he wanted to do them by number. So I did them by number. When we got to the end of it, he saw how terrible it was to do them by number and we had to redo it by height. At this point, they're frustrated with me for not doing it right the first time. I am frustrated with them for not listening the first time and also being 45 minutes late. The tennis team was waiting for me on the other side of the school, so I did my best. I showed the photo to the coach before leaving. Boss didn't like what I made for the football team and had to go back and do it again because I fucked up. I told her all of this and she said that I should have accommodated them because they're the football team and they have to have the best, even if that means waiting 45 minutes for them to arrive and making the tennis team wait 45 minutes.

My second groups job was a middle school that was asking me to do the team photo AND in between teams do candids for the yearbook. The kids were not behaving well and did not seem interested in taking a good photo, so I did my best even though the kids were fighting. Unfortunately, I made the completely reasonable mistake of leaving my aperature on too low between tasks and they ended up a little bit out of focus- which was not apparent in the camera but WAS apparent on the computer screen. This is a mistake that other people have made. I showed each photo to the coach before letting them go.

My third groups job was a class groups job, which all I had to do was follow the guide given to me. Which I did, up until about the 4th grade classes, which had their special classes going on at that time. Because of this, the number the teacher gave me was incorrect and I had to add students to rows in ways that did not reflect the guide because the other option was to disassemble the class group and reassemble it so that it reflected the guide. Teachers were rushing me to hurry up, so I made executive decisions. This was unfortunately the wrong decision. I also posed them in a way that was consistent with what my boss wanted, but not what the district specialist wanted.

On my fourth groups job, I was told all of the mistakes I had made in the previous jobs and that I need to take consideration all of the details and guides that were there for me to use because my previous jobs required her to go back and do them again, so I had better not make the same mistakes (all of which were different mistakes each time). I am upset. So to make it easier on myself, I asked the coaches if they had a specific way they would like to have them posed. The coaches, delighted that I asked, gave me their feedback on previous years and what they would like to change. And I, delighted that they had preferences, obliged. I showed the photo to the coach before leaving. My boss said I did well! She was very pleased with my work. The district specialist was not! He said that I needed to follow the guide because the numbers were incorrect and that I needed to follow the numbers. He tapes a guide to the back of my slate to use. I ask my boss if she could help me next time.

On my fifth groups job, I am disheartened by the amount of criticism I've gotten but I am determined to get it right this time. My boss is present. I am placing the students with the order given to me by the specialist. I walk away to double check. She tells me that its wrong- that I shouldn't have 9 people in front. I tell her that I was using the guide. She shows me her guide. The guides are different from each other. I ask her which guide I'm supposed to use and she says 'whichever one is correct.' I ask her how I'm supposed to know which one is correct and she tells me the theory of how the placement is supposed to go instead of giving me an answer. I get a little shirty. She tells me that this is my 5th job like this, I should know how to do this by now. I start crying. She goes away for the rest of the day to do admin stuff and I handle the rest of the day fine.

My critique says that I am unable to adapt to change and I am inflexible, struggles to take criticism well or think under pressure.

So I'm expected to do well because its my third year. But I have two different supervisors who don't agree on what 'doing well' is and my progress is not seen as progress so much as 'another mistake.' If my mistakes were consistent, then that would be indicative of refusal to take criticism. But because the mistakes are different every time, that's not the case. I WANT to learn. But I would like everyone to be on the same page about what they want from me.

And when I pointed this out, I was told I was being confrontational.

So I am feeling the rage right now.

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morbiderotica · 1 year

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OKAYYY hear me out.. PLS IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS. so basically an Xavier Thorpe smut where the reader had posted a video or a photo (basically they were wearing revealing clothes in it) and Xavier found out and he got JEALOUS so he went to her dorm to show her who she belonged to..🤗

─ ★ picture … fem!reader ... thinkin this pose and maybe shorter skirt?? idk

It was late at night, and everyone should be sleeping, but of course, in a school full of troubled outcasts, no one is going to follow the lights out rule. Xavier was looking through his social media mindlessly until he came across a rather erotic picture that you posted. "new skirt!!" The caption read to which Xavier scoffed. "'New skirt'? More like 'look at my ass'." He scrolled down into the comments, noticing the fawning men.

He didn't know why but seeing people, some even being his friends, being able to see you like this made him want to punch each and every one of them repeatedly in the face. He shut his phone off and ran his hands through his dirty blond hair. "Fuck it." He thought as he started his journey to your dorm.

He knocked rapidly, hoping you hadn't already fallen asleep. You opened the door quite quickly, wondering who was trying to bother you so late at night. "Xavier? What are you doing here." You asked. "Delete that picture." He demanded as he pushed past you into your dorm. "Where's your roommate?" He followed up. "She's crashing with her girlfriend. What picture?" You questioned.

"The skirt one." He sat on your bed while looking for your phone. You laughed innocently once you realized what this was about. "Did you like it? My favorite skirt by far." You go to get the skirt to show it to him. "Yeah, yeah, it's a great skirt. Delete the picture." He stood up and walked towards you. "Why?" You knew it was a little scandalous but you didn't care. "Because I said so." You could tell he was angry.

"Whatever." You walk past him, over to your bed, and grabbed your phone that was under your pillow. You deleted the photo, hoping to put Xavier at ease. "There, happy?" You ask sarcastically. He didn't say anything but you could tell he was thinking about something. "What?"

Barely a second later he walked up to you and pulled you in for a passionate kiss. You were surprised but you didn't pull away. He pushed you back onto your bed. He didn't really seem eager but the whimpers that came from him told a different story. His hand trailed down to the bottom of your pajama shorts, toying with the hem.

"Can I take these off?" He asked and you agreed. He pulled them down revealing your old underwear. "Fuck, forgot I had those on." You laughed and he laughed along. "They're cute." He barely mumbled before reconnecting your lips'. You could feel the heat pool into your underwear. You were oddly turned on by your best friend making out with you.

"Want this off." He said tugging on your oversized shirt. You quickly complied, the both of you sitting up so you can take your shirt off. He was shocked to find out you weren't wearing a bra. He found himself staring at your tits and you giggle slightly at his reaction. He pushed you back down onto your bed, attaching his mouth to your nipple. "Gonna fuck you so hard." He mumbled and he moved his mouth to your unattended nipple.

"What are you waiting for?" You teased and he looked up at you with lust. He pulled his shirt off, discarding it on the floor. He pulled your underwear down throwing, them next to his shirt. "So pretty." He groaned as he pushed his fingers into your tight pussy. You moaned as he entered you, basking in the way his fingers felt inside you.

"Harder!" You moaned and he obliged. You brought your hands up to your tits to play with them as Xavier worked your pussy. "What a sight for sore eyes." He bit his lip. He took his free hand and began rubbing your clit. "Fuck me, please, Xavier!" You whined and he pulled his fingers out, sucking the juices off of them. He lowered his pants, revealing his erection. He rubbed himself through your folds a few times before pushing in.

He barely gave you time to adjust, remembering that he was here to teach you a lesson. "Don't ever post anything like that again, you hear me?" He spoke through baited breaths. "Mhm!" You moaned out, pushing yourself further on his dick. Each thrust felt like euphoria. "You belong to me. No one else gets to see that shit. Only me." He rambled.

You brought your hand to your clit, rubbing it as Xavier watched. "Fuck, you're so hot." He exclaimed at the sight of you desperately abusing your clit. "Make me so hot and bothered." You whine. "Feeling's mutual." He groaned as you released on his dick. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck." He quickly pulled out before he came inside you.

He sat you up and pumped his throbbing dick in front of your mouth. "Open." He commanded and you listened. You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue as he came. You swallowed every drop of cum he so graciously let you have. "Good slut." And just like that, you were both turned on again.

#─ ♡ wednesday #xavier thorpe smut #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe fic #percy hynes white

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tipsyleaf · 6 days

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I just finished seeing this tik tok, and an idea popped into my mind…☹️

One day you’re looking through your closet, just organizing and throwing out old things you and Leon don’t really need anymore. There’s a pretty large box tucked under a pile of dust, reluctantly opening it hoping to not find some dead spider or something.

Opening the box, you find so many recordings, cameras, photos, photo books, Polaroids, just filled of you, Leon, and your kiddos. You couldn’t help but get a bit emotional, remembering the time when Violet could barely even walk…Her adorable little baby cheeks, cute and silly poses she’d do.

Now she was all grown up, barely even wanting to take pictures because it was ‘embarrassing’. You’d find a couple of Cecilia as well, not many for Scottie thanks to modern technology and everything being on phone now. It hurt your heart a little bit seeing everything. Videos on old dusty cameras of them running around in the yard while Leon chased them, picking little Violet up in his arms and smothering her with kisses as she erupted into her sweet giggles.

You’d look through all of those for hours, getting a bit teary eyed as you found old pictures of you and Leon together. When the two of you were still young and could do anything without kids, pictures of when he took you to the paramore concerts.

You were grateful for being able to watch your kids grow up; you really were. But sometimes you wished you could just turn back the clock, hold them one last time before they ultimately decided they didn’t wanna be held by mommy anymore.

Let’s just say, Leon found you sniffling in the closet and you rambled to him for what felt like hours. But he just held you and listened, pressing kissed to the top of your head. Like a good husband does.

- Anon! 🎀

(Live reaction of me tearing up over these fake children growing up... 🎀Anon it's your fault!!!!)

Leon would rub your back, sitting on the floor of the closet as he held you close. You stare down at the old picture from the day Cecilia was born. You remember it so vividly...

Leon coming back into the hospital room with Violet as she excitedly ran over to you holding baby Cecilia, barely an even hour old yet. Leon picked her up and sat her up next to you in bed so she could see her baby sister closer.

"She's got your eyes mommy, just like me!" She squeals, kicking her feet as she moved in closer to your side, cuddling up to you nicely. The flash hit your eyes as you look up, watching Leon take a picture of the moment, wiping his eyes as he sniffed and joined you to greet your baby girl into the world...

"I just want our babies to be babies again..." You take in a shaky breath as you put the picture back and slide the lid back on.

"Sweetheart, they're still our babies. Just bigger."

"I know..." You look up at him, blinking the tears down your cheeks, you can even see he's starting to get a little choked up.

"Violet doesn't even like being seen with us half the time... She's almost 14. Lia's going into middle school in a few months and Scott... He's gonna be talking soon... Why can't they just stay small?" Leon chuckles, smiling affectionately as he kisses your head and helps you up.

"I know. They grew up too fast. But we gotta let it happen."

"Says the man that sobbed when his oldest stopped calling him daddy."

"I know I'm a hypocrite, you don't have to rub it in." He leans in kissing your forehead and rubbing your arms. "C'mon, come spend time with the kids at the dinner table while I finish cooking dinner."

You nod following him out of your room and downstairs, rubbing your eyes as you walk into the kitchen. Violet sitting at the table blasting music over her bright pink headphones while staring at her phone as Lia finishing up a project from her girl scout meeting. Scott makes grabby hands at you from his highchair. You walk over, scooping him up as you look at your two girls, years older now.

Violet with her hair under a black beanie and no longer in pigtails or ribbons and Lia not carrying around her stuffed animals around. Just a cute little bunny bag across herself. You walk over pulling Lia into your side as you lean into Violet giving them both repeated kisses on their heads. Lia squeals as Violet pushes her headphones around her neck. Trying to pull away.

"I love you both, remember that. You'll always be my babies even after you grow up and move out. Even if you're 80 you'll still be babies... Okay?" Violet looks over as Lia just nods squirming out of your hold. You start tearing up again.

"Oh God...." Violet looks over at Leon noticing his own red eyes and nose as he lowers the temperature on the stove.

"Is someone dying? Are you getting a divorce!?" She looks panicked as Leon turns almost snapping his neck in the process.

"No! Violetta, why would you even assume that!?"

"I- I don't know you're both crying!" You chuckle, putting Scott back in his highchair as you hug your oldest.

"No sweetheart everythings fine, mommy's just emotional and you know how your father is."

"A big baby." Lia giggles, smiling as Leon gives her the stink eye from the stove.

"I'll remember that after dinner. No dessert for you."

"Nooo! Daddy please!" Lia shoots out of her chair as Leon turns away pretending not to hear her as she pulls at his shirt. You look at Violet, sniffing again. You cup her face, squeezing her cheeks like you use to when she was little.

"You're just as adorable as when you were 4..."

"That's not creepy at all." Her usual sarcasm, even that's cute at times...

"Can I hold you... Just for a minute please?" Violet looks at her mother, seeing the red in her glassy eyes.

"Yeah... Sure."

#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x fem reader #leon s kennedy #🌿 ivy replies #🌿 ivy writes #resident evil x reader #🏡 domestic life with leon kennedy

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isaksbestpillow · 12 days

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More Ossan's Love Returns details

You thought I was done with this show after subbing it??? No! This is a continuation to my earlier post.

The game and tv controllers aren't always in the same place, meaning someone actually uses them.

I love all the random appearances of Kikunosuke's riceballs haha. The Tall size really is tall!

I think this is Kikunosuke's room. He doesn't have much decor, only gym equipment. The framed motto on the wall says 万里一空 banri ikkuu ('ten thousand ri (old japanese unit) one sky'), work towards your goal no matter how long it takes. It was originally coined by the legendary swordsman Miyamoto Musashi. It suits Kikunosuke well since he's kept pining for over a decade!

Maki actually keeps studying Chinese throughout the season even though it doesn't come up in conversation. The red book he carries around is his Chinese textbook.

I just realised this reference may not have been clear to everyone, so I'm including it here. In episode five after the ridiculous gay on gay violence Kurosawa takes a kabuki mie pose with his fan as the curtain closes on the antics. The battle is kind of like crazy kabuki play foreshadowed by the sound of shishiodoshi throughout the episode.

Look on the left! They put up their wedding photos!!

I just love this shot.

Chief's get well soon gifts from when he was in the hospital and people thought he was dying. Teppei gave him his cd 完敗 (kanpai, total defeat, pun on 乾杯 kanpai as in cheers). The book is from Maika judging by the title (sexy neighbour) lol. Haruta & Maki went with a more conservative wrapped gift. I don't know who brought the flowers (I think they're kasumisou/gypsophila), but white flowers are generally not recommend for hospital visits because they're associated with buddhist offerings, which I think is part of the joke. In fact, this whole setup looks like an altar of offerings with the flowers and the apples and the riceballs.

Their bowls go together with their matching couple loungewear!!

Izumi started buying a new kind of bread after making peace with Akito's death and gave it to Kikunosuke, what if I cry!! I wonder if he started buying strawberry jam bread for Akito and himself after that strawberry crepe confession episode.

Maki is reading a book in the final spin-off. It's actually the same book he was reading in season one in the episode where he got sick. It's not a real book, but the title is Tokunaga, inu ni nazukeru tte yo ('Tokunaga said he's gonna name the dog', a pun on the book/movie Kirishima, bukatsu yameru tte yo 'Kirishima said he's gonna quit the school club'). Tokunaga is the name of the character Hayashi Kento played on the Netflix series Hanabi. There's a chihuahua on the cover as a nod to Maki being compared to a chihuahua on the show multiple times.

#ossan's love returns

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notsopersonalcharlie · 3 months

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Mid-Game Superstitions

(American) Football Star!Bucky Barnes x gn!reader

Note: Based on this idea I had watching the game last night and inspired by the fact that I like watching the sports ball sometimes. I'd apologize for the length but I wouldn't really mean it :)

You were nervous as all hell, nearly bit off your press ons in the car. It had been pandemonium when you arrived with the other partners, some of the wives coming with their kids in separate cars, but most of you all together. A few of them had done it before, been to a Super Bowl as the second most important people in the stadium, and Peggy had clasped a hand around your forearm as you stepped out of the limo.

You were glad for the anchor against all of the screaming. To your surprise people weren't just screaming for Peggy, or Sam's supermodel girlfriend, but they knew you too. It was delightful if not a little off-putting as you all posed to people screaming your name each of you wearing some form of the team's colors, red, white, and blue.

You'd gotten used to the hubbub of metal detectors and being ushered in a pack of security guards up to the box designated for all of you. Once things had calmed down, and you'd all taken copious numbers of photos and got drinks, you slipped away from the people you'd well and truly decided were your friends after a year of breathless wins and harrowing injuries, and made your way over to one of the security guards by the door. There were two at the door and one moving around the room, just in case anyone got by the first two.

"Uhm, excuse me?" The man turned. He was massive, but you were no more intimidated by him than by Bucky or any of the other equally massive players on the team. You'd learned through the season that the sweeter you were, the quicker you got things.

"What can I do for you?"

"I usually go down to meet my husband outside the locker room during half time. I just wanted to make sure there was an easy way to get there and that you knew beforehand!" Usually that's all it took, a smile and a little shrug. Today though, the man frowned and leaned back out the door to say something to his partner, you didn't catch it all, but he said something about security and concerns. When he turned back around he was still frowning.

"I'm sorry, I have to check with the rest of the security team. They're running things a little militant around here."

"Oh, I know a thing or two about militant! Bucky and Steve were in the Army before they joined the league. I'm sure there will be some way we can make it happen." You hoped you sounded confident, but not too forceful. You were already antsy from not being able to see him right before the game like normal, but you knew this was not a normal game. He nodded with a small smile and stepped outside, the door closing behind him. You loitered there, glancing back at the rest of the teams partners, many of whom had looked back over at you and given you hopeful thumbs ups.

It hadn't seemed like a big thing in the beginning of the season, the stop by the locker room at half time. It was Steve's fourth season in the league, second as first string quarterback. Bucky had played tight end in high school and college, and Steve had practically begged when the Commandos were planning their draft picks to get his best friend on the team. He would have done anything to keep Bucky playing, that included letting you sneak down to give him a mid-game pep talk and kiss.

It wasn't until it was clear they were going to the playoffs that the players and their partners noticed that the games you weren't there or the games where you weren't able to follow through with the ritual between the halves, the Howling Commandos would lose. It wasn't a perfect measure, and it didn't even seem like the team played worse when you weren't down there, it was just like there was one missing piece.

The door reopened and the man seemed surprised to see you still standing there.

"I'm really sorry, but we've been told we're not allowed to take anyone down there between the game. There's too much chaos with the half time show dancers and teams." You floundered for an excuse, but 'they're going to lose if I don't' seemed pretty weak, so you were left standing there when he closed the door.

"Darling? What did they say?" You turned to meet Peggy's eye and shook your head.

"Oh dear." Most of the rest of the box seemed to have caught on and pats on the back were accompanied by nervous looks. Even though it had been your ritual with Bucky, it had kind of become the whole team's ritual. Peggy said Steve had mentioned that it wasn't that Bucky played worse when you didn't go down, it was his dark expression and lack of usual energy and camaraderie that brought them all down.

"I'm sure it'll be ok!" someone's wife called, "They're going to be so caught up in the game that they won't even have time to dwell on it. They've been practicing so hard." Before you could have too long a thought about it, they were called your attention back to the field and you watched them run out onto the field, all of you hooting and hollering as you saw your boys get on the field.

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Bucky was ecstatic coming off the field during the half time. They were up by one touchdown and the energy was electric, every single move gained praise.

"Everyone take ten, do not, and I repeat! Do Not! Think about sitting for longer than five of those minutes. We'll huddle up then." Coach Fury lived up the name, but he kept them all ready to play.

"Buck, you are a beast out there man! Insane!" Sam practically bowled him over with the unexpected chest bump.

"Me? What about you!" Bucky gathered up a bottle of water and Gatorade, wiping away sweat and grass stains before slipping off down the hall to the way they had come in. There were a few people loitering around and security by the load, but he didn't spot you.

"Scuse me." One of the security guards turned and his eyes widened.

"Ma-Sir, you have to go back in the locker room."

"Oh, I'm just checking if my partner came down here. They usually do. Black jeans, shirt with my name on the back?"

"Sorry sir, we aren't allowed to let anyone but the half time crew in here. No one was allowed down." Bucky frowned.

"But-" He was cut off by loud music and the security guard shook his head, practically backing him towards the locker room again. Steve couldn't help but spot Bucky hanging his head and nearly swore out loud. He knew that look.

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When all was said and done, they had fought hard, but the other team had a few last tricks up their sleeve. All of you had made your way down to the back doorway, where the players had come in and gone out, and were waiting for your freshly showered, if not very dejected football players. Bucky and Steve were nearly always the last ones out of the locker room, and Peggy and you waited patiently as they began to stream out. Sam was the first to say it, but it came like a steady stream after.

"They shoulda let you down here." It wasn't a specific blame, not on Bucky and not on you, but mid-game rituals were habits, and the habit might have cost the team the game. Finally, very last, you spotted the duo coming out, hair wet and heads handing.

"Hey peach," Bucky sighed, falling into your open arms and pressing his face into your neck.

"Hi Buck. You played great." He mumbled something against the hem of your shirt that sounded something like 'could'a played better' and you kissed the top his head, the smell of his conditioner reminding you of home.

"Next time," Steve said as he and Peggy began to walk away, "Next time I am telling the security team that you gotta come down no matter what." You could feel Bucky smile.

"Next time," he said as he pulled himself away from you, "If they don't let you come down, I'm coming up."

"Next time Buck." He leaned down and pressed a warm kiss to your lips.

"Let's go home."

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #football star!bucky #charliewrites #marvel #mcu #Sebastian stan

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