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if i can hear my voice echoing in your house i’m turning the fuck around and walking away
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cocozydiaries · 27 days
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i keep forgetting on posting a qotd and i’m so sorry but i’ve been busy these last few days😭 but moving on
I do think most of us are probably shifting to be able to experience being somewhere or something else. Maybe you hope to live a life completely different to your own or maybe you’re happy with the routine and simplicity your life currently follows. Obviously I wouldn’t have much clue what your dr life looks like (unless you frequently reply to these questions🤭🫶).
I mean you could be a famous actor/actress, own a cute hidden bookshop, or maybe you’re just another tired student tryna make it to the end of the year.
Basically, I don’t know what life you’re planning on living but regardless of what you’re doing hey! At least you’re not out there committing crimes, right!
Right…? Right? Hey i don’t appreciate this sudden silence🙁… alr now stop looking around. Yes i’m talking to you who els-
Anyways not all of us are planning on being model citizens. It’s not that you actively go out looking for trouble… it’s just trouble has a way of finding you.
You’re not exactly sure how you’re always such a regular in the principal’s office, or how you’ve managed to learn the names of all the police officers in ur local area (although not limited to). It just sorta happens.
So for today’s question of the day? What’s the most devious thing you’ve done in your Dr?
and if ur one of those so called do-gooders booooooo👎 tell us the bad thing(s) you’ve done. you know there’s at least one thing.
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jistagrams · 5 months
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johnny suh x reader
warnings: fluff, kinda smut?, mdni !!, male oral, reader was described as “just a hole”, lmk if i missed any
a/n: accidentally deleted the request that asked for more johnny content 😭😭
“johnny” you huffed out, already getting ready to yell at the much taller figure in the other room. He had forgot to put down the toilet seat. once again. “yes hun?” he strolled in, a smile apparent on his face. you pointed to the toilet, “didn’t I tell u to put it down after? is there a loose screw in there?” you cocked your head to the side, giving him a nasty glare.
Johnny pouted and moved to put it down, you got out of his way, backing up to the sink. “sorry yn.. just forgot about it” he genuinely apologized. He knew you got ticked off easily, even with these small things but to you, it was a huge deal. why can’t he put it down? Is he dumb? Does his arms not work? you sighed and rubbed your forehead, trying to ignore the small headache. you walk out mumbling a “thanks” and walked to the cabinet that held all the medicine, grabbing some aspirin and taking it without any water. he came up from behind you and held you from your waist, placing his head on your shoulder, “you mad at me?” He smiled at you, “no, just a little annoyed??” in all honesty, you have no idea what you feel right now. One moment your mad the next your okay, confusing right? well johnny doesn’t mind, he can handle it. “That’s okay hun, let’s go back to the room, yeah?” You nodded at his words, walking inside your shared bedroom, laying on the bed soon after. He cuddled up right next to you. kissing your neck and holding you by the waist as you threw the blanket on the both of you. “your so beautiful, makes me kinda mad” he joked, giggling after. you joined in the laughter, “your handsome, kinda makes me mad too” you said the same, he hummed and continued to kiss your jaw and neck, johnny was never the type to force you to do anything, always wanting to go at your pace. Never saying he was horny or that he wanted you now, only saying things like that when it felt right. Of course you guys have had sex before but he would rarely say he wanted to fuck, always letting you say something first (unless he was horny like a mf) so when he said “I’m horny” it took you off guard, obviously you’ve heard him say things like that but he always sugar coated it like, “oh baby… would you want to..you know?” he was just sweet like that, and he definitely tasted sweet, so why would you pass up something as good as this? “then let’s fuck” you deadpanned. it was like a whole new him when you said those 3 words, who knew a man with such patience could be holding you down on his dick, not letting you go up for air. forcing you to breathe through your nose, “fuck yn, been waiting to go rough for so long, always so sweet and caring with you.. fuck wait just like that” he moaned and slurred his words, holding onto your hair as he used your mouth like it was just a hole, bobbing your head up and down on his long, girthy dick. “gonna cum, don’t spill anything or else” he spoke in a way you wanted to hear forever, fuck. did you like this new him?
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sukiipjs · 2 months
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✮ BLONDIE : PT 2
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↳ nick sturniolo x masc reader
↳ words - 1961
↳ summary - you’ve been having a hard time realizing and accepting the fact that you’re gay, and in love with your best friend. you try to ignore the feelings but that only makes everything worse until you can’t hide it anymore.
↳ contains - swearing, use of y/n, angst, crying, verbal fighting, idrk 😭 [READ PT 1 - PT 3]
↳ song - blondie by current joys
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days after and nick hasn’t texted me since. no more random tiktok’s, no more check ins, just complete nothingness now. i don’t blame him of course, i’d do the same if he was being as shitty as me right now. but honestly i miss those texts so so much, even if i rarely responded to him, or more so i miss the texts we had before all this stupid shit started.
but again, i truly don’t even know when it all started, it was so easy to just brush this off these feelings and whatever as a friend thing before and not think of it too much. why can’t it just be a friend thing now?
actually i think ive just accepted it all at this point though. i love him and no it’s not just a friend thing, it’s way more and it always has been way more. sure i might wish it wasn’t, but it is and i know it is and i cant just ignore it.
i’m not even trying to get rid of it anymore, i don’t have the strength for hiding it. honestly i think if i kept trying to get rid of it, it wouldn’t even work. obviously i still won’t tell him, or anyone, unless he pries it out of me. i know he doesn’t feel the same and i doubt he even looks at me as a friend anymore.
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i continue repeating my own sad cycle of doing nothing but staying in bed, hiding myself from the world… without nick. i still check up on his socials, being the weird stalker that i am and looking at all the story’s and snapchats he posted of himself, he looks just fine without me, of course.
i lay in bed, staring at my phone to avoid looking at the mess around my room. i scroll and scroll, starting to see a weird amount of videos of people taking care of themselves or videos of people ‘spring cleaning’.
i scroll away, i really don’t need to see people functioning completely fine right now, it’s like their taunting me, laughing at me. but the videos just keep coming back, haunting me, laughing at me. all i see through my scrolling cycle is random ass dog videos, cleaning and organizing videos, or nick edits… and that’s exactly what i need.
i let out a loud sigh, slightly rolling my eyes then rolling over to my other side, having my blanket wrap around me. i choose to just swipe off the app and throw my phone to the side of me before closing my eyes and just trying to get some sleep. that way those videos, my stupid feelings, and not even nick can haunt my mind anymore.
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my eyes flicker open, the sun shining directly in my face and i finally decide to actually do something good for myself and go out for a walk when the sun and clear weather is still out, it’s been raining almost the whole time i’ve seen dying in my room alone.
i slowly move myself up to sit, leaning my back on the wooden headboard behind me and sitting on some pillows below that cushion me. i stretch out my arms in front of me, yawning and running my fingers through my hair to fix the shaggy mess.
i move myself off my bed, stand up then fixing my off center shirt and trying to flatten out a few wrinkles. i throw the blanket that covered me to the side and decide to just throw the shirt and pants that i wear off me -actually putting them somewhere other than on the floor too- i pick out a clean outfit, already feeling way less gross, it’s the small things that count right.
i walk out my room, not forgetting to grab my phone to come with me before going into my bathroom, splashing my face with water to get me more awake. i run my hands in my hair again, fixing it up with my mirror in front of me so i can actually see what i’m doing before grabbing some actual water giving myself something to drink other than dr pepper.
finally i walk out to go by my door, grabbing a light jacket and pulling it over my arms then putting on my shoes and heading out the door. i start off to go a longer way, turning the corner of the sidewalk. i feel all the small breezes on my skin as i get actual sun and nature.
i continue walking random ways, i just want to be out of the mess that i’ve been living in for so long right now. it actually feels nice to be outside, not sitting in a gross hole of dirty clothes and dishes.
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i walk, making my way around the neighborhood, my eye catching all the small colorful flowers blooming up and all the small brown squirrels scurrying to run up trees as i pass them. i remember all the times me and nick went out, running around the streets when we were younger. not thinking of anything, just being kids living a simple life. i wish it was still that simple.
as i walk, still obviously thinking of nick, i notice the sky above graying and clouds starting to cover up the sun, shit. i start to walk a little faster, hopefully being able to get home before it pours but as soon as i speed up, small water drops start to fall on me.
i grab the end of my jacket to pull it over my head, holding it over me to shield out the rain. the sides of my jacket block my view as i focus on the path i walk to my place.
i look down at my feet walking, trying not to get too wet as the rain pours more and more, bouncing off the sidewalk. suddenly i feel two hands place on me, pushing me back, “the fuck.” i mutter as i look up, gaining my balance on my feet again. “oh” my face softens as i see nick standing in front of me, his blonde hair damp and drops of water falling from his cheek. he stares at me, i can tell he’s mad and obviously i can tell it’s my doing.
“nick-“ he cuts me off quickly, slightly pushing against my shoulders again as i put my jacket down, wearing it normally, my head now getting pelted with rain. “no, i talk. what the fuck y/n. honestly what has been going gone, you’ve completely ignored me for weeks, you keep blowing me off and i don’t fucking know what i did and the only way i can talk to you about this is randomly bumping into you since you won’t even answer my texts?”
“nick-“ i sigh as i try speaking again but he pushes me back once more. his glassy eyes narrow and i see water pooling in them, i can’t tell if it’s rain or tears. “no! you’re my- you’re supposed to be my best friend and this shit isn’t cutting it y/n! just what is it! what is it. what did i do please just talk to me. if you hate me or something just tell me!” he shouts, his fists starting to clench as i wipe the wet hair in my face away.
“nick stop. you- you didn’t do anything i promise, i’m sorry okay” my voice croaks, i can feel the water pooling in my own eyes now. “then what is it! you can’t just block me out, out of no where.” i shake my head, trying to figure out how to say an actual explanation without saying too much. “nick i’m sorry!”
“stop apologizing! i’m not asking for that, i’m asking for an answer, please. i feel like shit and you haven’t even been there, i kept trying to talk and hang out with you but apparently you hate me now and never want to see me again, i get it!” he scoffs, staring me down as his eyes shut, tears dropping as he takes a breath before opening his eyes back up, wiping off the mixture of tears and rain.
“like i said, if you hate me or suddenly don’t want to be my friend, tell me. i truly, truly, don’t understand this shit your pulling and if you won’t talk now then when will we? you’ll just ignore me again so just spit it out now!” nick keeps rambling on and i just stare at him, seeing how hurt i’ve actually made him. i don’t know what to say, i really don’t.
i just want to shut him up, have him realize that it’s my fault and i don’t hate him. i cut him off as he continues to yell at me, “nick!” my voice feels weak as he shouts back, “what!” i stare at him for a moment, seeing those blue eyes i miss, those star earrings, his grown out roots and before i know it my hands go up to his face, pulling him in as our lips press together.
my hands hold him as strands of his hair poke my fingers, our noses slightly brushing against each others. i quickly step back, eyes wide as i realize what i just did, taking my hands back. “i-im sorry“ my breath is short before i turn around, running away from him to get back to the shit hole of comfort i’m living in to avoid what i just confessed.
i swear i hear him try to call my name but i ignore it, i can’t see him. what did i just do. i can’t even process any of this.
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i finally reach my place again and i swiftly open my door and walk inside, standing as raindrops slide off of me, creating a small puddle on the floor below. i shake off my hair a little, flicking the water droplets off of me. i take off my jacket, putting it on a hook to let it dry as i take off my shoes too, leaving them by the door.
i wipe my face off with the palms of my hands, wiping off many of my tears that still fall. i walk over to my fridge, getting out another dr pepper then walking over to my couch, slumping down into it as i set my can down and wrap a blanket around myself to warm me up again.
i slowly slide to the side, laying myself down on the cushions. why the actual fuck would i kiss him? what that really the best thing i could do? he already hated me, i did not have to make it worse. i ponder in my head, genuinely trying to find a valid reason of why i just kissed my best friend that hates me. oh. my. god. i’ve ruined my life -not like it was already ruined- i’m never coming back from this.
i stare at the unopened dr pepper sitting on my coffee table, i try making myself reach for it but my arms don’t want to leave the warmth of the blanket i’m huddled in. i hear my phone buzz next to the dr pepper on, i also cannot seem to have my arm reach out to see who’s calling, i hope it’s not who i think but why would he even call me?
rain pelts out on my window, water sliding down the cold glass of it as i lay holding my blanket close to me, pulling the blanket over my eyes as they close, resting as i try forget about my phone continuously buzzing and the drink still on my table.
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mycandylovefanatics · 5 months
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Lysander headcanons with a pregnant Candy and later on with their kids? Don’t know, just live the idea of having a family with my man 😭💖
Lysander with pregnant Candy
Lysander is such a caring and considerate father-to-be. He’s always putting your needs before his, and is constantly wondering what he can do to make things easier on you and your body. 
I feel like in the first 0-3 months, he wouldn’t mind you working on the farm with him, in fact he would encourage it because the exercise is good for you and in turn good for baby! But when you finally start getting a bump, he really doesn’t want you straining yourself. It’s not that he wants to control you, but farm work is a lot! Lots of lifting, pulling, pushing. It could be too much for you so he only lets you take care of the easy stuff, like picking the apples, feeding the animals, etc.
Honestly it’s a bit worrisome for you because you wonder if he’s getting enough sleep, if he’s working too hard. He lets you sleep in as long as you need to because for some reason I feel like his kid would cause you a lottt of fatigue during your pregnancy. He shoulders a lot of the work himself, which is really nothing because he was doing it himself before you moved in.
Always there for you during your mood swings, and knows exactly what you need to feel better. “Do you want me to bring you your favorite blanket? And I can make you some hot cocoa.. Do you want your mug with the kittens or the one with the bunny?” I feel like most husbands would be exasperated after a while but the man’s patience is endless. And he’s also eternally grateful to you for willingly carrying his children, so in his eyes being patient is the least he can do.
With his kids
When his kid is born, he’s obviously there the entire time for the delivery. I feel like he would probably hire people to work on the farm for him while he’s gone because he doesn’t want to miss a single moment during labor and delivery. He would also probably hire someone to help him out a few times during the week so that way he’s able to give you and his newborn his full attention as much as he can. 
Holding his kid for the first time is the happiest he’s ever been next to marrying you. He already knew he was in love with his baby but physically seeing them, holding them, kissing their sweet little baby cheeks, it’s something he never could have imagined. I think he would be in absolute awe, and he would also be thanking you as well. He’d brush your hair out of your face, wipe the sweat off if need be and kiss you sweetly on the lips, “Thank you, my love. This is the greatest gift you’ve given me, she’s perfect. You’re perfect.”
And yes, I say she because I 1000% headcanon Lysander to be a girl dad, I think most of the fandom does. He’s so soft with her too. Not that he was ever an aggressive man but god the way that he’s so gentle with her. If the baby isn’t with you, you can find her cradled in her father’s arms, him whispering to her how much he adores her, probably even softly singing to her. He’s huge on skin to skin contact so he’s always shirtless nowadays lol. 
When the baby is a bit older, whenever she’s old enough to start actually comprehending the world around her he’s constantly teaching her new things. Words, numbers, animals, and he speaks to her as if she’s a full grown adult sometimes. It’s so funny.
I feel like Lysander would absolutely get matching clothing with his kid. You bet your behind they’ve got a matching color palette. He’s wearing a green cravat, she’s wearing green hair bows. That sorta thing. He also has immaculate fashion sense for his child, so unless you want your kid ruining all of their nice clothes do not let him dress the kid. “Lysander we’re going to the park, why is she wearing the 200 dollar dress my aunt bought for her??” I mean really… have you SEEN the way he dresses? Idk why we expected anything less. Leave it to him and she’s leaving the house dressed to the 9’s every time. He thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.
Is probably what you would call a ‘gentle parent’. He never, EVER raises his voice at her, and even when he’s frustrated he’s really good at keeping his cool and handling whatever outbursts she decides to have that day. He’s soft, but if she’s being bad he’s very stern with her and is surprisingly good at holding his foot down even though she’s got him wrapped around his finger. 
Is definitely a good parent in all stages of his kid’s life. Toddler, child, preteen, etc. Not that your kid doesn’t trust you but if she’s in trouble or needs something she’s ABSOLUTELY going to call her dad first. It’s like he’s waiting by the phone just in case she calls because he always answers on the first ring no matter what. 
Something i headcanon about him as a parent is that he is neverrrr going to make you look like the bad parent, ever. If you make a decision, he’ll stand by you. If he disagrees with it he’s going to wait to talk to you in private, and THEN talk to your kid with you as a team. He’s very much an ‘on your side’ husband and i love that. 
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leossmoonn · 2 years
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just imagine being really short like 5'3 to 5'4 or smth(hello me) and matt likes to bully you about it but like he also finds it sexy bc turns out he has a huge size kink <33
turning this into a headcannon hehe
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For starters, Matt loves holding you
He loves wrapping his arms from behind you while you’re doing laundry or cooking
He absolutely cannot get enough of how his hands take up all of your hips
This man loves towering over you too. Like he’s obviously average height but the fact you’re a good couple inches smaller than him really feeds his obsession with you being short
He’s always picking you up and spinning you around
And being the big spoon in bed is essential
Also he just loves holding you in general. He loves how you just mold into him. He’s so warm and a cuddly like a big teddy bear ☺️☺️
A big teddy bear with the best abs you’ve ever seen 😫😫
Sorry lmao not the point of this lol
Bro his size kink really shows when you’re in bed (shocker right?)
He loves missionary. Towering over you, feeling your body writhe under him.
It gives him such an ego boost 😝
The way he pushes your hips down forcefully when you’re being a little too bratty or needy
“Calm down,” he grunts
“But Matty,” you whine. “Need you.”
“Oh yeah? What do you need baby?” he breathes against your neck as he kisses it
“Need your big cock inside me,” you say
The size kink doesn’t just go to how much taller he is compared to you ;)
Omg okay a few more things containing smut hehe
Doggie style is another fav of his
Holding your hips with those meaty, calloused hand of his, making you fuck yourself onto him, your ass colliding with his hips and the fat rippling each time you move back and forth
He loves feeling your pussy stretch around his dick.
He’s a little above average in length, but what he may “lack” in length, he def makes up in girth 😏😏
The first gasp you make when he enters you always makes him go crazy
And when he can feel him all the way in your stomach when he presses on your belly. It just makes him feral
Anywho ☺️
I also like to think he likes to hold your hand and trace your fingers and compare hand sizes as well
And feeling his clothes on you!!! He loves the way his shirts drape over your frame. And the sleeves are usually so much bigger bc of his biceps 😭
Omg okay sorry about the bullying thing
So you’re not like THAT short you know, but you also have issues reaching the couple top shelves of your cabinets
You’re like having a dinner party and want to get out the fancy dishes so you have to call your bf over
“Stand on your tippy toes,” he says
“I might fall and break the plates. Can you please get them?” you ask
And the classic move, putting your stuff in a place where you can’t reach unless you stand on the counter or on a chair
He will purposefully put the spices you use to make food on the top shelf so you have to ask him all the time to grab them (you could use a chair but that’s so much work to carry over to the kitchen)
“Don’t you get annoyed by me always asking you to do stuff?” you ask
Matt smiles and shakes his head. “Nope. It’s cute watching you struggle.”
The audacity 🙄🙄
Also when you visit him at the office he will purposefully ask you to grab smth off the shelf and he just loves hearing you struggle
Your frustrated huffs and groans. Omg and the fact you’re jumping up and down and trying to climb on the counter 😭 it makes him giggle
Lmfao imagine foggy just walking in to you on a counter trying to find whatever Matt asked
Foggy goes to Matt like
“Dude, you’re so mean.”
Matt just shrugs. “She wanted to help.”
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hopelessromantiquexo · 3 months
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I don’t really know where to start? I guess I could start off by saying I’m happy for you. I really am. I think for a long time you were sad and very lonely and even though you had people, (romantically or platonically) I think you still carried that bit of sadness in you and you needed a void to be filled. I’m not sure what you were trying to fill but that’s not the point of this. I’m just happy you don’t seem sad or lonely anymore. I remember our talks and I remember you saying you just wanted a friend.
I was your friend. I was always there. I still am. I feel so stupid because part of me just waits and waits and I don’t know what I’m waiting for but it just feels like I should? I know I shouldn’t. I’m silly and I even sometimes ask myself like “do you think maybe you’re just obsessed with the idea?” “What is there to miss?” “What kind of relationship could you even have?” “Why would you move backwards?” I’ve asked myself every possible question and I’ve told myself many times to let it go, and I did… or so I thought I did.
I just feel like I can’t. Part of me just doesn’t want to. I feel like I can’t hide how I feel much anymore because it drives me crazy sometimes. Maybe it’s because my life is so upside down and it’s you I still want to turn to. Why?
I literally don’t understand why?
Did you put a spell on me? Lol to make me fall this hard and never get up 😭
something you told me once before has stuck with me for a bit. You said I was “…holding on to something that was already done” I come back to that every once in a while when I’m thinking of you. That’s one of the first things I tell myself. “You’re holding on to something that’s been over for years.” I’ll be honest though… there’s no way in hell I believe that and you can call me delusional but I don’t think you truly believe that either.
Anyway yeah I’ve thought maybe you’re just holding on and for what? But it doesn’t seem that way. I get moments where I truly forget you. Forget your name, forget I met you. I truly do go days where you’ve never crossed my mind. And then it’s like when I’m getting right to the point of eh he was just some old boyfriend fuck it, something brings me back but back all the way. It’s like I lose all the progress I’ve made ever. single. time. And so many signs? Or maybe I want to see them as signs? But it’s hard to think that way when it comes to me at random and not just when I’m sad or thinking of you.
I just miss you okay? I wish I could tell you. I wish I could’ve had one more of everything. Just one kiss, one more time to hold your hand, one more time to feel you, one more time to just spend with you in general. I’ve had other petty relationships and people I’ve obviously just dated after you and it’s like no one has known my soul or has touched it the way you have. I promise you left your mark on me. I love it but I really hate it.
I hate it because it feels one sided. I don’t know if I’m crazy and thinking all this and I feel like I come off as this obsessed girl. I’m not obsessed, I just miss you. I miss us being friends, I miss us being more than that. I miss occasional flirts, I just miss it all and right now I’m going through the toughest time and I just keep thinking back to a time where I felt happy no matter what was going on and that’s when you were there and maybe I just associate happy with you and I need to learn to not do that but again I just miss you. My heart misses you.
I’m so glad you’re happy. It brings tears to my eyes, happy ones to see you getting everything you deserve in life. A life partner and kids with the right person is such a beautiful blessing many take for granted and I’m happy you’re doing better. I pray for you always.
I don’t think you’ll ever read this unless you’re very nosy lol. But if you do, please just know I love you. I’ve always loved you. I think I forever will, don’t blame me though blame yourself for having been the best person in my life.
-a hopeless romantic who can’t get off the floor
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holdinbacksecrets · 1 year
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okay i’m ready to answer your questions!
so i “named” my cat honey, short for honeybun. it fits her but it doesn’t feel like it’s for her if that’s makes sense? my mom once told me that everything loved deserves a name and i want something that really fits her. she’s laying on the pillow next to mine as i type this!
i made a tumblr to post my scenarios but i haven’t posted because i’m nervous to. i know i’ll be anon and no one will know unless i tell them it’s me but for some reason i feel like that’s such a scary step. i already made a tumblr just to post there and that was a pretty big step for me but it’s been MONTHS and i haven’t updated it. i need to hop on that soon.
what’s new in my life: i made a new friend at my job! she’s a volunteer and her smile is so bright! i now bring her snacks when i go to work. one of the other volunteers has started calling me the “snack lady”🤣i stay stocked up on snacks. earlier this week i took my mom to a dolphin encounter, where she got to meet, touch and feed a dolphin for the first time. i made another friend there and got to introduce her to some of my coworkers. it was so fun! also took a lot of photos. she had such a good day! i also found out that dolphins are NOT colorblind.. and after asking around(no one knew the answer so i used google😭) i found out that stingrays also aren’t colorblind! fascinating!! yesterday i had a pretty big shock. it’s not something i want to talk about though! and umm.. oh! i made myself a new minghao wallpaper❤️ i hope i didn’t miss anything😭how are YOU???
i hope i can word this right but you have such a way with words, and it’s just so beautiful. i think that’s why i send in requests and suggestions, because i know you’ll write it in that special way only you can. your style is so unique and stands out. i struggle to find that kind of writing style in others and i’m drawn to that style too; so i especially enjoy when you post anything at all.
ahhh, i see, and i think i get what you mean as well. is it still possible you’ll change it again? perhaps you need a little bit more time with her to land on the perfect name. in a previous ask, you described her as posh and deserving of a name fit for royalty, so i was honestly surprised to read that you’ve chosen honeybun. honeybun doesn’t strike me as posh.. more cute? that’s my opinion at least… if you don’t mind me sharing it >.<
i understand that it’s scary and daunting, but it gets easier after you start posting. the first time at anything is the hardest— it’s still unfamiliar, and you can’t be sure how it’ll go. however, i consider tumblr to be a safe place for sharing writing. furthermore, you could start by posting things and not even tagging any of it just to get yourself comfortable with the process and adjust to the feeling of sharing your writing. i remember when i first started posting fics in 2016. i was so inspired by the tumblr writers i was reading at that time and wanted to join in on the fun. because at the end of the day, it’s seriously so much fun.
omg you bring snacks 🥹 that’s so cute, and i couldn’t help but smile because this is something i’ve done as well. very wholesome. big “mom friend” energy lol. are dolphins your mom’s favorite animal? how did you land on visiting them specially? oh geez… i don’t know what to say about the big shock given the lack of context, which is obviously fine. you don’t have to tell me more than you’re comfortable with. i hope everything turns out ok. a minghao wallpaper 👏 nice. the pictures he posted yesterday/the day before yesterday(?) sent me into a tailspin
it’s less than a month until i graduate, so i’m pushing through the last of my assignments. i’m also job hunting… i hope i can find something full time and move out as soon as possible. i’m looking forward to finally having my own place and decorating it however i want to. i feel like my spirit gets a bit suppressed from living at home. if that makes sense. are you going to school?
oh my goodness 😭🥺 thank you so much for sharing kind words. ahhhh you’ve made my heart all warm and gooey >.< i will cherish your compliment, and it means so much to know you come to me specifically to send requests 😖🫂
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Hi! Firstly, I just want to say, I love your cobra husbands content! Glad to know I’m not alone in shipping them😭😭
I was wondering what are some of the things you’d like to see with Terry and Kreese in the next season of Cobra Kai? Do you have any head canons or moments you’ve hoped for when they interact with each other? 💕
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Thank you so much! You're definitely not alone. I think we have a good little therapy group on this website, lmao.
I feel my wishlist isn't that crazy, but here we go. I'll try to keep it realistic, because if it was up to me, they'd get some good terrorizing in before eloping to Tahiti.
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Kreese finally moving in with Terry. The second Terry finds out about Kreese's living conditions, he needs to force him into his house. I feel especially strongly about this one, not just because of their relationship, but because the show loves call-backs, and this scene is waiting to come full circle. It makes too much sense.
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Terry picking up where he left off and constantly trying to give Kreese gifts, and Kreese thinking up new and inventive ways to avoid them. At one point, Kreese pulls out a box full of iPhones he refuses to use, and lets all his students take one. After the kids break into absolute jubilation, he makes them kick through the screens during an exercise.
Earnest conversations that have nothing to do with war or karate. Them being together is a good opportunity for the audience to hear real honesty, and understand their characters on a deeper level. When Kreese speaks to Johnny, it's always half truth and half lie, and obviously Terry is manipulative. I don't think we can get their true story unless they're talking to each other. Neither can be vulnerable unless they're with each other.
When Kreese calls Terry at the end of season 3, he says "Been a long time," which surprised me. Kreese's self-worth seems tied to his achievements, and if they haven't spoken for a while, it's probably because he was destitute and felt he had nothing to be proud of. I'd like to see them discuss that as friends, and for Kreese to finally understand that Terry loves him no matter what.
On the same note, they need more moments similar to the Vietnam hug, so that kind of intimacy feels like part of their dynamic and not a one-off. It would be cheap if they had that tender moment and then never had one again because they were suddenly too manly. The entire dichotomy of two evil men who hurt other people but are soft with each other is fascinating and I'm obsessed with it.
The CK students and Johnny witnessing their obsessive bond. I want Terry to enter the dojo every day yelling, "HERE HE IS, THE GREATEST KARATE MAN I'VE EVER KNOWN," while rubbing Kreese's shoulders. Their relationship should be hypocritical to all the hyper-masculine ideologies Kreese rams down his students' throats. I want those kids to feel like they're trapped in a clown car that's on fire. I want Johnny to spend days asking, "What the fuck is happening," and every time Daniel tries to explain it, he looks right through him like he's seeing God. I want other characters to have a REACTION to their relationship, because Kreese is a completely different person around Terry.
I want an explanation for this ring:
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It's the only jewelry Kreese wears, and he never takes it off, even during training. It's not the same ring, but it's a similar style to one Terry wears in TKK3. Did they buy the rings together? Is the ring significant? Is Kreese just a fashionista now? Did I make all this up in my mind?
I could come up with some more specific scenarios, but mostly, I want their relationship to keep the energy of TKK3: Loyal, obsessive, unhinged, selfless, sweet.
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