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plethorawrites · 3 months ago

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jason with reader who is really burnt out from studying or a major nerd?

(VERY fitting because I'm also burnt out!!)

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Jason Todd is not often considered a well educated person, by most people's standards, considering he never finished high school and never went college. A lot of people assume he couldn't cut it.

Those people would be wrong. Very wrong.

He wasn't just smart, he was borderline brilliant. Okay, no, just plain brilliant. His family knew it, his close friends knew it, you knew it.

Mostly because he spent every free minute of his time helping you study, barely even needing to look at your meticulously crafted flash cards to know if you were right or wrong.

And most of the time, that was wonderful. You loved how damn smart he was. But other times, it felt almost mocking. It made you run your hands through your hair and practically shut down from frustration when you couldn't grasp a concept he had already mastered with barely any effort.

"This is pointless," you huffed, head buried in your hands, not wanting to even see his stupid face. "I can't do it. I'll never know this by the time midterms are here."

He sighed, setting down the marker he'd been using to draw on your whiteboard in hopes of helping things make more sense. "Hey, relax," he muttered. "We have a week."

"No," you said looking up. "I have a week. You already know all of this and you never even went to college, let alone got a masters degree."

He wet his bottom lip. You were right. He hadn't. He wanted to, he really did. It just didn't work out.

"I know," he responded softly, taking your hands and gently rubbing your knuckles. "But I don't need to have a masters to know how hard it is, and how smart you have to be for one."

This was a lot of pressure for anyone, especially at a college as hard as yours. "And they aren't my midterms, but I'll still be here. For the snack runs and the complaining and proofreading."

You softened slightly, shoulders sagging in exhaustion and guilt. "What if I wanna throw a pencil at you?" You mumbled, only half joking.

He merely shrugged. "I have good reflexes," he reminded you. "Throw as many as you want."

#headcanon #x reader #plethorawrites #dc comics #batboys #jason todd x reader #jason todd #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #jason todd imagines #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x male reader #jason todd x gn!reader

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highrook · 8 months ago

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Hello Tumblr!

This is just a short intro post, so I can get a handle on how things work here!

I'm Tom (nullpointer) and I'm a mostly solo indie game dev, I do art, writing, coding and even audio sometimes. I used to be an academic, a published musician and an artist. I've always been interested in Horror fiction/films/games, especially occult & lovecraft adjacent stuff.

I'm currently working on this game

Its a narrative-heavy occult investigation game that involves a bunch of board-type mechanics and experimental ideas.

Ill try to post more about it. Working on the project has really helped me to improve both my art skills and my writing - particularly learning how to write better for games and limited interfaces (while maintaining a good atmosphere).

Ill finish this for now and drop a link to the game below. there's a demo to try out if you are interested, and Id love to hear any feedback folk might have!

#gothic horror #lovecraftian horror #cosmic horror #indie horror #eldrich horror

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lulusbinky · 17 days ago

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♡ agere crafts༅

paw print: i tried to do some crafts you can do alone n some with a cg! and im pretty sure theres tutorials online for most of these things if needed!༅🐾

♡ clay ──୨ৎ── air-dry clay is wut j use! and you can use colored air dry clay or paint it when its dry!༅

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♡ sticker making ──୨ৎ── draw or print cute designs, then laminate them or use sticker paper to make your own stickers! there lots of tutorials online!༅

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♡ make a wand ──୨ৎ── but howw? well first pick a base for your wand like a stick, dowel, or anything that works!! then paint it if you want before adding maagic details like wrappin' a ribbon round the base, gluing on tiny gems, or drawing lil designs! then lastly...the top! glue a big star, heart, charm, etc. to the top! and if you wanna do a lil extra you can make up a fun spell for your wand, like “this wand brings happiness" or whateva you wan! or im pretty sure ive also seen already made star wands at places that you can just paint and add details to!༅

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♡ sensory bottles ──୨ৎ── fill a clear bottle with glitter, beads, charms, whatever you wanna add!! and then add water to finish the sensory bottle!༅

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♡ scratch offs ──୨ৎ── i mentioned these in my tips for littles without a cg post, but im mentioning them again!! they can be used as a reward system for yourself or you can put positive messages on them, whatever you want!! to make them you outline your scratch off on a piece of paper, so a star, circle, heart, box, etc!! and write what you want inside! then you put tape over it before mixing paint and dish soap together to paint onto the tap afteer youve placed it down! thats all! if i didn't do a good enough job explaining, there are lots of tutorials online too!!༅

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♡ make a fish ──୨ৎ── get a paper plate and then cut a triangle out! then glue the triangle on the opposite side for the fin! you can get paper to make more fins to glue on as well! then color your fish!༅

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♡ finger painting ──୨ৎ── prettyyyy self explanatory and already pretty well known but i still thought id mention it! id recommend getting an outfit you don't mind getting messy before though ofc, and then paint to your hearts content!༅

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♡ mini garden/terrarium ──୨ৎ── get a bowl or a flower pot and you can paint it if you wish!! then add some soil in grass or moss and thennn add cute lil decorations! you can add fairys, just lil characters, a mini house, anything! and even a real flower or smth! you could also do it in a mason jar and make it like a terrarium!༅

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♡ juice popcicles ──୨ৎ── anotherr popular one, get an ice tray, pour juice in, and then add a popsicle stick, put in freezer over night, n boom!! juice popsicles!༅

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♡ pom-pom popsicles ──୨ৎ── you can look up how to do this one too, but you just get a card, pom poms ofc, a popsicle stick, and some double sided tape, and cut out the card into a popsicle shape, glue it to the stick, then use the tape to add the pom poms! you might need some help with this one! but you can use your favorite colors, your flag colors, whatever you wana do!༅

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♡ paint a rock ──୨ৎ── another self explanatory one! you can look up some ideas for inspo though if you wish!༅

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♡ paper bags ──୨ৎ── you can use paper bags to make puppets or lil houses! if you're confused on how, you can again look it up!༅

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rhyrhy · 1 month ago

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──★To Whom It may concern

Mistress! Reader × Higher up! Abby Anderson

CONTAINS: age gap • Cheating • slight Power Imbalance • mutual obsession • Ellie ft • draft.

NOTES: idk my period wrote this evil piece of work

— Click clack, click clack.

Heels hitting the tiled flooring. At 7:59 a.m., every day. A sound that wouldn’t normally be disruptive—not in an office full of bodies.

But to her?

That sound meant work wouldn’t be so drab. A new motivation to finish a boring project, a repeated email, the dull activities of being at a company so long it had meshed itself with your identity.

Bright fluorescent lighting hitting the shiny countertops, reflecting one figure all too familiar to you.

The blonde, glancing up through her glasses from the file in hand, scanning over today’s carefully crafted outfit. She—Abby—never understood why you dressed the way you did.

In a fitted blouse that drove her nuts. The fabric outlining places she imagined her hands exploring.

Did you know what you were doing? Did you want her attention? And if so, why didn’t you look in her—direction?

The trail of perfume you left wafted behind you during the cross of the floor, where you’d sit pretty at a desk facing away from her. Then it was over. The show. Until break, where you’d continue to be blissfully unaware of the hungry eyes that tracked your every move.

Each roll of your sleeves, each bite of your pen, the lip marks left on straws after you set your morning beverage down.

Alluring wasn’t the word. No, you had her completely entranced.

Exactly where you wanted her. So how could so much change in only a few weeks?

It all started with her birthday.

“Big three-eight, huh, Anderson?”

“Said like you’re not right behind me,” Abby shot back, adjusting the too-small party hat someone had forced on her head.

“Welcome to the grown folks’ club.”

“Said no adult ever—happy birthday, Abby,” another coworker chirped, clapping far too loud for 8 a.m.

The phrase echoed around her all day—from every coworker, to the balloon hovering above the basket nestled beside her monitor.

“Happy 38th Birthday, Abby.”

Everyone said it— Except you. Not yet. Granted, you didn’t acknowledge her—or anyone, really—unless your computer ran some error you couldn’t fix. And what business does a twenty-something secretary have with her? Married. Two degrees laced across her name. A title that held weight—Creative Director at Buzzcut Media. A salary that kept her fed, comfortable, unreachable.

You had nothing in common. So she shouldn’t care. She should look away. But she didn’t. It was thrilling to think that if she ever dared to waltz outside the moral lines she’d drawn years ago— You might just bite. Might let her have a taste of something new. But for now, Abbigail Anderson, Creative Director, forced a practiced smile to the people gathered around her desk.

“Thank you, Jannie,” she muttered, as a coworker dropped another glittery card onto her keyboard “And everyone else.”

“Oh wow, very grown up. For sure,” another voice chimed in—cool, extremely amused.

It belonged to the only person in the building who could get away with mocking her: Ellie Williams. Partners in crime, some said. Just good coworkers, they’d claim. But what happened off the clock stayed that way. Building trust. And that stupid handshake Abby always said she hated.

“Can’t let me look ridiculous for one day?” She simply shook her head.

“Knock yourself out,” Ellie replied smoothly. “Just don’t expect me not to take pictures.”

As the small side hug lingered, Ellie caught her friend’s gaze. Those blue, wandering eyes were already drifting across the floor through the glass walls—

To a woman she had no business watching.

With a gentle nudge to Abby’s side, The kind that said keep staring like that and someone’s gonna think you forgot you’re married. Only to be played it off with a cough and a half-smile.

Over time, you caught on. Watching the same eyes that watched you.

The office swarmed in its usual, mild chaos—group emails, morning chatter, balloon tape squeaking on glass walls. You watched from your desk. Quietly. Ellie grinned from a few chairs down, party hat lopsided on her head.

“And You’re officially ancient, by the way.”

Abby shot her a look over her glasses. “You’re three years behind me. Watch it.”

But she didn’t look annoyed. She looked, tired.The kind of tired that comes from too many expectations and too little air. And maybe that’s why you stood. Small gift in hand. Your own little moment. Just for her. You didn’t walk to Ellie, Didn’t linger near the group.

You stopped at Abby’s desk. Waited until she looked up.

“Happy birthday,” you said, setting it down carefully. “Didn’t think you were the balloon type.”

Her eyes flicked from the gift to your face, and lingered.

“No,” she said. “Not really.”

But she didn’t push it away either. And when your fingers brushed—just slightly—against hers as she reached for the box, She didn’t flinch.

So yes, Abby Anderson was married when you met her.

Still is. Unhappily, or so she claims. You, on the other hand, were just Stationed at the front desk, with a white smile and a laugh that made her forget she had a mortgage. That desk was right outside her office, Which made everything so easy And so much worse. You weren’t naïve. Not completely. But you didn’t push either. You just asked if she needed help with the printer. Brought her coffee without being asked. Complimented her shirts—then her voice—then her hands on days her ring was left on her bedside table.

She told herself it wouldn’t go beyond that.

Until it did.

Now you’re in her apartment. Not hers and her wife’s. A “work crash pad” she uses when she’s too tired to drive back across the city. That’s what she told you the first night she asked if you wanted to split a bottle of wine. Just wine, nothing wrong with company.

But now it’s 3:22 a.m.

And you’re half-asleep on her chest, cheek pressed to skin that still smells like expensive soap and the ghost of her perfume. Her hand’s on your waist. Still. She hasn’t moved in minutes.

But her eyes are open.

Your shirt’s hanging off your shoulders. One arm slung across her stomach like you belong there. Meanwhile Abby’s already thinking of what excuse she’ll use this time— What lie will keep the guilt at bay for just one more morning.

She whispers your name once. Barely audible, Her voice is raw, She turns her head just enough to look at you. Her eyes trace the outline of your hair against her chest. You don’t respond.

“You awake?” Her hand glides along your hip, slow. She watches the movement, like it isn’t hers. Like she’s outside her own body. Her fingers linger on the bare skin, and she lets out a breath.

“M’ Sleeping.” You mumble into her skin, trying not to sound bitter. Trying to keep the ache in your chest from crawling up your throat.

She lets out a quiet laugh—more air than sound—trailing her fingers up your spine. “Liar.”

She doesn’t stop touching you. Her hand moves like she’s reading you in braille.

“Yeah…Because if I get up… you’ll leave.”You groan, burying yourself closer into her. The weight of your words digging somewhere it shouldn’t.

She goes still. Her hand flattens against your back.

“Don’t worry.” She says it too gently, and it only pisses you off more. She presses a kiss to your forehead. Then your shoulder. She’s trying to fix it with skin, like she always does. She shifts beneath you, tangling her legs with yours. Her hand finds your chin, turning your face to hers.

“I’m not going anywhere tonight.”

You blink at her. “No? You’re gonna stay tonight?” You push a few strands from your face and lean into her, letting yourself want it for a second.

She hums in confirmation, thumb brushing along your collarbone. That tired little smile you hate loving pulls at her lips.

“Yeah… I’m gonna stay.”

She moves again, pulling you into her lap. Her hand cradles the back of your neck, pulling your face closer.

“Is that what you want?”

You nod, barely. “Yes. That’s what I want…”

You trace lazy shapes into her skin. She shivers under your touch. Her eyes flutter shut like she’s trying to burn it into her memory. Her hands slide down your thighs. “Good,” she murmurs, brushing her lips along your jaw.

You hum in response, arms draping around her neck. You let your weight rest fully against her. You want to melt. You want her to hold it all together for once. Her arms wrap around you, pulling you flush to her chest.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispers. “God… you’re so fucking beautiful.” She whispers it like a confession. Her lips press to your neck. Soft. Like she thinks gentleness will make it less wrong.

You laugh, tired. “Mhm? Beautiful enough to let me have you yet?”

You sigh, and the moment cracks. Her laugh is breathy but oddly guarded. Her grip on your waist tightens, and when her forehead touches yours, her face shifts. Something quiet and guilty takes its place.

“You can have me right now,” she murmurs, voice barely a breath. “Just like this.” As her teeth nipping at your ear.

You whisper her name. “Abs…” “That’s not what I mean.” You sigh, leaning into her neck. You know what she’s doing. Again. Always.

She’s quiet for a long time. Her fingers twitch against your thighs. When she finally speaks, her voice is tight.

“Babe…” She breathes against your cheek. “Not now. Alright? Just… not now.”

She notices. She always does. But she doesn’t know what to do with it. Her hand rests on your back, warm and careful, like she’s afraid to spook you. You stay still. Breathing slow. Your cheek on her chest. Listening to the way her heart skips when the silence stretches too long.

She swallows thickly. “I know you hate this,” she murmurs. “I hate it too.” You don’t answer. She tilts her head, cheek pressed into your hair. Her breath ghosts your scalp. “I just need more time. Okay?”

Your voice, when it finally comes, is flat. “You’ve had time.”

“I know. I know I have.” She’s nodding like it’ll make her words land easier. “I just… it’s not that simple.”

“No. It is,” you say, lifting your head slightly. “You just don’t like what that means.”

Her lips part like she wants to argue. But nothing comes out. You lie back down again—not because the answer was good enough, but because if you keep looking at her, you’ll cry. And you promised yourself you wouldn’t cry over a woman who won’t choose you.

Her hand starts to move again. Up your back. Down your arm. Like she can touch the tension out of you.

“I just need more time,” she whispers again, more desperate this time.

You nod slowly against her collarbone. But the nod doesn’t mean okay. It means I heard you.

It means I’m still here, even though I shouldn’t be.

#abby anderson #x reader #abby tlou #abby x fem!reader #fem reader #abby x reader #abby the last of us #abby anderson x reader #abby angst #toxic abby anderson #abby anderson angst #abby anderson the last of us 2 #abby anderson x y/n #rhysoneshots #older abby #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson tlou2 #tlou angst

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poll-position · 7 days ago

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#poll #current events #doom scrolling #self care #us politics #american politics

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flufftober · 4 months ago

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🍀🍂 Hello and welcome to Flufftober's (first) Fluff Bingo 🍀🍂

In our poll, nearly 50% of you voted for a handful of bingo cards to fill the other half of the year with more fluff before we jump right back into the excitement that is Flufftober - and of course, we're here to deliver 😊

Find all the important info, more cards, and all the prompts in writing below the cut.

We hope you like this event and our prompts, and now

Happy Creating 🥳

🍀 Pick your card - we offer:

🍂 one card with 5x5 prompts (as seen at the top)

🍂 two cards with 3x3 prompts:

🍂 three themed cards with 1x5 prompts:

🍂 and as a bonus, a 3x3 card with tasks instead of prompts:

🍀 How does this work?

🍂 our standard blog rules apply and you'll find answers to most questions on our FAQ post

🍂 aside from that, you can go wild: fill these cards however you like, as quick or as slow as you like, as often as you like, and use as many of them as you like. We just want you to have fun 😊

🍂 if there are prompts on the bigger cards you don't like, feel free to use the 1x5 cards as alternate prompts and switch them out

🍂 download the cards and tick them off once you've finished a square; make a post for every square or only once you have a bingo or even a blackout - it's all up to you!

🍂 as with all our events, this one will never close, you can always use these cards. If you need a timeframe/deadline because (like me) you'll never finish otherwise, consider these loose goals:

finish until July 1st when we release the new Flufftober list

finish during October, maybe by combining some of these with the Flufftober prompts

finish until the end of the year so you're ready for whatever event we plan for next spring

🍀 What about tumblr reblogs and ao3?

🍂 tumblr reblogs will still happen but not daily as you're used to during Flufftober. It will strongly depend on how many posts there happen to be at a time and how the modmin team will have time. But as long as you mention us and/or use the tag (and follow the rules, obviously), reblogs will happen

🍂 please use the tag #fluffbingo

🍂 feel free to also add the general #flufftober tag

🍂 please make sure to clearly show the fandom, either in the first few tags or noticeably in the post

🍂 contrary to how we do it during Flufftober, we will only use four tags during reblogs this time: #fluffbingo #fluffreblog #[fandom] #[your user name] - that means we will not tag any ships, characters, or which prompt you're covering

🍂 on ao3, our collection for this event is Flufftober Fluff Bingo

Prompts

We're going left to right, top to bottom!

🍂 5x5 card

Fresh Start

To-Do List

Craft Fair

Creature AU

“This was a bad idea.”

Exploring Together

Plushie

Secret Signal

“You’ll love it.”

Late Night

Hidden (...)

“It’s just so much.”

Free Space

Fake Dating

Carnival

“You’re the best!”

Royal AU

Missing the Other

Never ever, ever

Rainbow

Hanahaki

Pep Talk

“I really mean it.”

Hoodie

Movie AU

🍂 3x3 card I

“Where do I start?”

Famous AU

Traveling the World Together

Enjoying a Lazy Day

Task: Write in a tense you usually don’t write/write less than another tense

“You said you had it handled!” - “Yeah, well, I lied.”

Birthday

“Hey, wait, that’s mine.”

Direction

🍂 3x3 card II

“You’re late!”

Hospital AU

Grocery Shopping Together

Going for a Walk

Task: Write from a POV you usually don’t write/write less than another POV

“Could you not do that, please?” - “Spoilsport.”

Sunshine

“I don’t know, you decide.”

Concert

🍂 1x5 card - Smiles

Secret Smile

Relieved Smile

Honest Smile

Devious Smile

Teary Smile

🍂 1x5 card - Hugs

Soothing Hug

Hug in Celebration

Sleepy Hug

Hug from behind

Desperate Hug

🍂 1x5 card - Kisses

Kiss on the Hand

Kiss to distract

Goodbye Kiss

Forhead Kiss

Kiss on the Cheek

🍂 3x3 card - Tasks

Finish your WIP

Sort all your Ideas and/or WIPs

Edit an entire Chapter or Oneshot

Outline a Story

Work on that hard Scene that is giving you so much trouble it is holding you back

Finish the next Chapter of your WIP

Join in a Writing Event (this card doesn’t count 😉 but the others do!)

Finish a Oneshot

Dig out an old Draft and work on it

Have Fun and Go Wild 🥳

#fluffbingo #flufftober #bingo card #writing prompts #prompts #fluff prompts #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #art #arting #open to all fandoms #open to anyone #open to all content creators #open to crossovers #feel free to spread the word #feel free to reblog

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rottenbologna · 2 months ago

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Love don't cost a thing

Pairings ♤ Alexia Putellas x reader

Genre ♤ fluff

Warnings ♤ none

Alexia was trying to be sneaky. Writing down notes on her phone if you stared at something in the window of a store for longer than a minute. The both of you walking along the sheets of barcelona killing time as you waited to pick up an engagement ring as a favor to Ingrid.

Eventually you both settled into a cafè the walking and the heat of the sun getting to you. Alexia ordered for you both as you stood behind her and sneakily grabbed your card from your purse. When she finished the order you quickly tapped your card paying for everything before she could remove her own card from her wallet.

You smirk smugly watching as Alexia's brown furrowed in offense. “Amor why did you do that?”

“You pay for everything Bebé, can I not treat you to coffee and a warm pastry ?”

“No.” Alexia deadpans not even a bit amused by your actions, almost feeling betrayed.

“Too late now bebita” you smirk at your victory while following her lead to an empty table that was near the window of the cafe. Your girlfriend sat across from you arms folded with a pout on her lips.

“Is two time ballon d’or winner, captain of FC barcelona Alexia Putellas pouting cause she couldn’t buy my coffee.”

Alexia turns her head from looking out the window pout still firm on her lips when her hazel eyes meet yours. “Yes”

“Amor what's this really about?” You asked, sensing there was more than just the coffee that was bothering her but alexia just avoiding your gaze grumbling under her breath lightly.

Your gaze softens, grabbing her hands over the table and linking your fingers between hers. “Bebé, look at me. Por favor” Alexia hesitated for a bit but her eyes landed on yours again. You see conflict in her eyes and decided this wasn't the place for her to unpack.

“My next coffee order is on you, si?” That seems to set her at ease and you smiled lightly when she relaxed enough to enjoy the treat the kind waiter placed on the table.

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“Put it down.” You scold Alexia without looking away from the jeweler that was crafting the ring you were supposed to be picking up.

Behind you Alexia looks like a deer in headlights as she slowly places a bracelet she was sneakily trying to buy for you thinking you were too distracted.

“But Amor.”

“No” your voice is completely stern and it was starting to work on Alexia's nerves because you denied her twice that day. “Why does it bother you so much when I give you something?”

“It doesn’t bother me,” you replied, carefully. “I just don’t think I need another bracelet amor. You bought me a Cartier bracelet just last week. I don't need nice things every other week my love”

“What if I want to get you nice things?” Alexia's shot back tone sharper than she intended.

You look at her in surprise not expecting her to get so defensive over it. “Alexia, please tell me what's really bothering you.”

Your girlfriend begins to pace lightly, getting frustrated with the situation. “I just.. I'm so use to everyone I've been with expecting something from me eventually and with you it's different, you don't ask for anything and I guess I thought you just wanted me to fill in the blanks.”

“I’m not them. I’m not here for your money or your name.” you said softly stepping in her path to stop her pacing

“I know that” Alexia's voice breaks a little. “But I love you so much I'm scared that you might leave if I don't do enough to win you over”

You take her cheeks in your palms and rest your forehead against hers. “Bebè my love doesn't cost a thing and you don't need to win me over. You already won”

Her shoulders slumped in relief and she kisses you slowly and softly before pulling back pouting a little.

“So I can't buy you that bracelet ?”

You laugh a little, wrapping your arms around her neck. “No but maybe I'll let you buy me a cupra” you teased lightly.

“Really? Alexia lights out her phone quickly the cupra site loaded already.

“No”

“Damn it”

#woso x reader #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso one shot #barca x reader #fc barcelona #alexia putellas #alexia x reader #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas x y/n

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slayrith · 5 months ago

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valentine's day at the lodge

happy valentine's day lovelies! as a sweet treat, here's how i think the until dawn cast would do for you for valentine's day...

for my ladies..

Emily Davis

she would spoil you. Like you'd get some many designer gifts and fancy chocolates AND a floral arrangement personally done by a ton-notch florist

Emily also 100% gets you guys matching items- like we saw Matt and Emily's matching turtlenecks, this bitch wants everyone to know you guys are together.

Spent ages planning the perfect Valentine's day outing- istg she made an itinerary for the day and is constantly looking at her phone to make sure everything's perfect; if you guys steer off of it in any way she may get a little ruffled over it but honestly? she's so happy to spend the say with you she gets over it surprisingly fast- guess your reassuring smile calmed her down

Ashley Brown

she honestly spent so long crafting a thoughtful and sentimental gift it completely slipped her mind that you guys would actually have to do something together

but knowing her, she'd be more of a picnic date or night-in making a homemade meal or ordering in your favorite restaurant and watching sappy romance movies or whatnot

the kind of gift she would make would be an amalgamation of your favorite things- like she'd so buy a copy of your favorite book and learn how to take the pages and make them into paper roses for a bouquet if it didn't hurt her soul to tear a book

her card for you is so sweet- not only would it be handmade, Ashley writes the sweetest and most intimate love letters you could ever imagine like she puts her hobby of writing into good use

Jessica Riley

She had been thinking of spending Valentine's day with you since you two got together- or even since the last one.

"We should do this" "Oh- I should get you this!" "This sounds like such a fun date for Valentine's"

By the time the holiday rolls around, you really have no clue what she's planning for the day

Her gifts are more traditional with a signature Jess spin on it- roses and your favorite flowers in a gorgeous tulle wrapping with a lacy bow tied on it, an ultra-fluffy teddy bear covered in her perfume, and your favorite chocolates ever- the cutest card she spent months searching for on top

You two go to a dinner together and she can not stop taking pictures of you, the two of you, the food.. she's so sentimental and she wants to capture every moment you guys have together

Sam Giddings

She's more of a date person than a gift person, let's be honest

Like she would get you a gift- probably something you mentioned and she made a mental note after seeing your eyes light up- but she's way more of a quality-time person than gift-giving

Since she's more of an outdoorsy person, she'd be more prone to a picnic or going to a restaurant with an absolutely beautiful view- you and her underneath the stars is a dream for her, honestly

she for sure handmade her card, her signature art on it with a very sweet yet simple message- she's very thoughtful, but her actions speak louder than words

Hannah Washington

Valentine's Day is her favorite holiday, and she makes it obvious

As romantic as a dinner date would be, she's a homebody at heart- your date would be something like a night in baking or making a meal together and sifting through Josh's film collection to find some sappy yet artful romances

ALL of her gifts are handmade- even if she bought something, she always put her own spin on it, and she gets really shy when admitting that to you

Her favorite kind of gifts are baking you your favorite cookies or crafting an elaborate card specially made for you, and her note was so long she stuffed papers into the card and wrote "happy valentine's day" on the card itself\

Beth Washington

she's more traditional- roses, a box of fancy chocolates, and a sweet card

however, this woman takes you to a romantic brunch then finishes it off with a lovely dinner

she's very sweet but romantic stuff isn't her strongsuit so a lot of her efforts are in collaboration with Hannah

one of your gifts was your favorite cookies baked homemade by Beth and Hannah- which you find sweeter because of the time she took to make sure everything was perfect

for my fellas..

Mike Munroe

he has so much experience- he works with the basics

a beautiful bouquet of roses that are your favorite color/a color that reminds him of you, a well-picked box of chocolates, and a candle-lit dinner at a luxury restaurant that he definitely did not get a reservation for a month in advance

mike got you a lingerie set as a gag gift- "something for the both of us, you know? since it is a holiday for couples- just kidding.. I mean unless-"

let's just say it might have been put to use that night depending on how he was acting

Chris Hartley

let's be honest, his first valentine's day with you is his first valentine's day with anyone- so he makes sure he gets it perfect

chris definitely has a note in his phone with everything there is to know about you- your favorite flowers, food, restaurants, even your least favorites; he didn't want to mess anything up

Josh helped a lot with his planning- helping him plan a nice dinner, finding chris a good florist on his budget, etc

he's more the type to gift you something thoughtful, and more into more relaxed dates than anything- maybe making you a nice meal, or spending the night in playing video games or just spending time together

Matt Taylor

similar to mike, matt goes a more traditional route- but I feel matt is more chill

he'd take you to a restaurant he knows in his gut you'll like, even if you've never been before

he is so giddy- he spent so much time and thought planning this, he almost spoiled his surprise for you the week before, and you already had a feeling what he was giving you

his gift is very personal; i feel like he'd get you matching jewelry or something with his name on it- he likes claiming what's his, after all

Josh Washington

everyone thinks Josh is the type to lavish you in luxuries- but honestly? I think he's humble, and more of a "it's the thought that counts" sort of guy

like yes, he's gifted you some expensive gifts, but they were all things he knew you would like- not just something you'd appreciate because of the price tag

if anything, he's the kind of guy to set up a movie night in, or to make a scrapbook of all his favorite memories of you two

the most extreme he's gotten one year is a weekend away at the lodge with just the two of you

"sure, I could get you some $500 necklace, but a night with you is something I couldn't put a price tag on."

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