#cannot stress enough that there are no wrong answers

[pseudophan]

actually the impact that flying has on the environment still gets hugely underestimated. in terms of individual action, that is basically the one thing that really really matters, much more so than any other lifestyle choices.

obviously there are many reasons why we often do have to fly, realistically.

but if it's a flight that you neither have to take nor are even fully sure if you WANT to take... feel like that's the exact moment where this should become a factor in your decision making

i didn't ask hope this helps 👍

[bittsandpieces]

Kink rating: legal guardian.

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

im interpreting this in both a fauxcest way and also a "relationship with adopted parent Gets Weird" way because frankly I love both options

[gingermintpepper]

hi I love your tags so so much! they were so sweet and so interesting and creative and the whole Aphrodite type of beauty thing sounds really interesting do you have any articles and recommendations to read further into it??

-hogoflight

Hello my fine feathered (I am assuming possession of feathers if you are, indeed, capable of flight) @hogoflight! I'm always always happy to hear that people appreciate my frenzied rambling in the tags :D! I have a lot of articles and recommendations :D!! Ancient Greek notions of beauty and representations of it in their art and sculptures is a pretty well studied topic! There isn't any way for us now to know definitively what the beauty standard was (it varied widely from region to region and culture to culture after all) but here are a couple of my favourite reads about Aphrodite and what her representations tell us about idealised beauty!

Probably the most empirically extensive one I can list is Krönström's thesis which compares statues of Aphrodite and literary text referring to both the goddess and mortal women to determine physical ideals for women in five specific eras of Grecian antiquity. Including measurements of the statues there are many descriptions of Aphrodite as 'curvy' with a 'voluptuous figure' and with 'ample buttocks and bosom'.

"When the beauty traits are described in the texts, they are never extreme or anything that could not be found in normal people just that they are more beautiful in every aspect. Furthermore, the sculptures’ physical forms look healthy, they are tall and have distinct curves. Great examples of this are the Knida sculpture and de Milo (the Melian) sculpture."

Of course, these images are still idealised, and there was still a concept such as 'too fat' or 'too skinny' found in written records (and this thesis even includes analysis of pornographic writings and descriptions of the fashion and stylings of pubic hair of women from different regions!!) but from an interpretational standpoint? There is absolutely no reason why these can't refer to a fuller figure. Height was also a very important factor after all and over the course of many eras, it seems like being well proportioned in addition to the length and appearance of one's hair were the most important factors (and, like Apollo, greater beauty was given to those with curlier hair)

Mireille M. Lee's 'Other Ways of Seeing' essay which talks about the forgotten female viewers of Knidian Aphrodite which is also extremely illuminating on how Aphroditic sexuality and sensuality was perceived totally differently from the well documented male voyeuristic gaze (which was overly preoccupied with the statue's nakedness and therefore over-sensationalised the statue's physical appearance) vs women's perspective on the statue which is more centered on the beauty of simplicity in Aphrodite's garment and decoration and in her power and ability to captivate both in her finery and without it. I think it's especially useful in exploring the importance of finery, jewellry and adornment in representations of Aphroditic beauty.

"Some of the small-scale copies are heavily jeweled, especially those from the eastern Mediterranean, for example the Hellenistic gilded terracotta statuette in the Çanakkale Museum (Fig. 5) in which the goddess wears, in addition to the armband on her (right) arm, the following: a necklace with multiple pendants; cross-bands extending over both shoulders and hips, with a cascading pendant in the center; a coiled snake armband on the left arm and another snake on her left thigh, and a twisted anklet on her right leg. (The left leg has been restored, and might also have featured an anklet.)"

"Jewelry is especially associated with Aphrodite in Greek literature. As seen above, in the Homeric Hymn to Aphrodite, the goddess adorns herself with gold jewelry, dress-pins, and earrings in the shape of flowers (162–3)..."

Finally, and to me, the most important one in the argument for an interpretation of Hyacinthus as fat, beautiful and fundamentally Aphroditic comes from Brilmayer's brilliant brilliant thesis done on Aphrodite's work and influence in Archaic Greek Poetry which does away with all of that masculine preoccupation with physical proportion, measurement and bodily ideals for a focus on a Sapphic Aphroditic ideal centered in clothing, ornamentation and, most importantly cunning as symbols of Aphrodite and ultimately a feminine idealised form of beauty. This paper also discusses Pandora and Helen in these terms and it is just kind of a wonderful read tbh.

"Combining Homeric and Hesiodic elements with her own ideas, she [Sappho] alters the way female beauty is viewed. For example, the Homeric war chariot – a symbol of male, military prowess - comes to symbolise the totality of Aphrodite’s power uniting in itself male and female qualities. Having addressed the concept of beauty directly, Sappho then concludes that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. With the help of Helen of Troy and her beloved Anaktoria, Sappho sets out to reinvent the concept of female beauty as a godlike, subjective quality that may be expressed in many ways, yet remains inspired by Aphrodite."

The conclusion to all of this of course is that Aphroditic ideal beauty is much more fluid compared to its stricter Apolline masculine standard. The nuances and understandings of both are of course, constantly being studied, analysed and scrutinised but really, if Dionysus who was both bearded and clean shorn, effeminate, birthed and rebirthed (and twice gestated!) and strongly associated with vegetation can be popularly portrayed as fat and handsome, why can't Hyacinthus?!

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

tumblr glitched and spared you all the most heated rant of my entire hoa fandom tenure

[helenaeagn]

SO toxic you say... twirls hair......... sounds like my type of relationship. you cant spell toxicobsessiveunhealthy without love

keep telling me things like this and i'll be completely devoted and madly in love with you in no time

[danielbear]

will my situation with m go anywhere 👀

so okay. i know i said i was only gonna pull like one but i was actually getting strong vibes for this one so i pulled a few more, including a couple actual tarot.

the lovers, nine of swords, the world.

then for oracle i got Love/Partnership & Found Family, as well as Familiarity. and then after that, Separation/Distance & Internet/Phone.

so from the cards alone i want to say very much YES. but currently ur just stuck in this place of worry and overthinking, possibly bc ur in different places physically rn? maybe talking more over the phone/internet than in person? or maybe u just feel some separation and so ur not sure what this person is thinking. but like. the energy is so strongly Yes for me. i do a lot of intuitive reading and am a little bit psychic so like…. could i be wrong? absolutely, take it all with a grain of salt, i am but in training. but i’m very much feeling like u and this person are connected and it will work out and go the way u want it to. the fact that u got the lovers AND the world AND love AND found family like bro….. whatever the relationship is here, it is strong.

also got the words Queer and Expressive

[casualshrimp-but-undertale]

WTH THIS JUMPSCARED ME ON MY FEED WHA- WHAT— HE SAID THE THING HE SAID CHOO CHOO!! (SHAKING /POS)

Doodle comic based on THIS

Seems the phrase has grown on him, just a little

Code sans by @callmeherry

Elated sans by @knobe07o

[mainblogonly]

timeskip!sakusa x f!reader, fluff, slightly suggestive (morning after) but nothing specific/explicit at all

sakusa kiyoomi, msby's #15 and now olympian, cannot believe his fall from grace. the olympics ended just a few days ago, they threw a huge celebration last night (which he honestly really enjoyed), and by some twist of fate—he's here.

he paces around the living room of his hotel suite for half an hour before finally deciding what he needs to do. he never thought he would resort to this, but he figures that desperate times call for desperate measures.

to his surprise, miya atsumu answers the facetime call after just a few rings.

"omiomi!" atsumu greets, "you seemed to have a lot of fun last—"

"i'm about to ask for your advice and if you speak a word of this to anyone, i will end you." kiyoomi says sternly.

"woah, woah, relax man," atsumu says, putting his free hand up in surrender, "what's up?"

no backing out now, kiyoomi thinks.

"so... the party last night..."

"the party, indeed," atsumu smirks, "is this about a certain someone i saw you leave with last night?"

"yes, we slept together." kiyoomi says as calmly as possible, hoping to manage his friend's reaction (even though kiyoomi himself is freaking out internally).

"let's go!" atsumu fist pumps, "hell yeah, man, congratulations! it's about time! you've been crushing on her for forever; i was so close to just locking you two in a room myself—"

"that's not the point," kiyoomi groans.

don't get him wrong, it was definitely the best night of his life, but how does he explain to atsumu that he didn't want things to go like this? he had a whole timeline in his head—take you out on a few dates, kiss you in front of your apartment door, get you flowers and treats from your favorite bakery, go on a couple more dates, and then get into bed together (maybe on the same day that he properly asks you to be his girlfriend). he didn't want things to start with a drunken hookup.

"kiyoomi, hey, you still there?" atsumu says a lot gentler this time, seeing the worry on his friend's usually stoic face.

"i don't want a one-night stand, but i have no idea what she wants. and i'm... scared that that's what she wants."

atsumu has never heard kiyoomi admit his worries like this, not even when they were first recruited for the olympics and the excitement started transforming into nervousness. he knew that you mattered a lot to kiyoomi, and this just solidifies that.

"i mean, it doesn't have to be a one-night stand. you can just talk when she wakes up."

"that's true, but i—" kiyoomi hesitates. going to atsumu for advice was embarrassing enough, but admitting this next part is even worse. he's finally got the blonde to a more serious spot, and he knows his next admission will just bring back the teasing.

"hey, you're kind of starting to scare me," atsumu sighs, "please just spit it out."

kiyoomi says nothing. instead, he braces himself for what's to come.

kiyoomi turns the phone camera and atsumu sees to the hotel's dining room table overflowing with every single breakfast item on the room service menu. in addition to all that, there are even desserts and several cups of juice and coffee.

there's a beat of silence.

and then suddenly, atsumu is practically dying of laughter, "what the fuck, omiomi? what did you do?"

kiyoomi faces the phone back to him, his face a lot redder than a few minutes ago, "i panicked, okay? i figured—you don't have breakfast with your hookups, right?"

"this is breakfast for at least 10 people!"

"i wanted to make sure i got something she liked!"

"don't you already know what she likes?"

"well, i was worried she might be in the mood for something else!" he groans, rubbing his hand across his face. he moves the phone a bit so atsumu can't see how much he's stressing about this.

"she's going to think it's stupid. i just like her so much and i panicked and i just hope she had a good time last night and i feel like she won't take me seriously with this fucking spread but it's not like i can get rid of it and i have no idea if she'll even want to go out with me now and i—"

"just ask her," atsumu says.

"miya, she's asleep and—"

"did you have a good time last night?" atsumu practically shouts, somehow looking past kiyoomi through the phone screen.

"what—"

"a great time, actually," you say.

kiyoomi turns, seeing you leaning against the bedroom door behind him.

"but, i don't kiss and tell, so you should go back to bed," you make your way to kiyoomi, gently placing a hand on his arm, "'cause it looks like this guy and i have a lot to talk about."

atsumu gives a quick goodbye, winking at kiyoomi before hanging up. kiyoomi sets his phone down and turns to completely face you. your hair's still a little messy, you're wearing his shirt—oh wow, you look good in his shirt—and kiyoomi nearly forgets the situation he's in. before he can begin explaining himself, you speak up.

"yes, i've been up for a while. yes, i heard most of that conversation—i think atsumu forgets how loud he is—and," you move closer, wrapping your arms around his neck while his hands find your waist, "yes, i would love to go out with you."

when your words finally register, he feels a stupid grin spread across his face.

"yeah?"

"yeah," you smile up at him, "it's not every day that i get to wake up to a breakfast buffet."

you laugh at the way his cheeks turn pink before he buries his face in the crook of your neck, "did i at least get something you like?"

"well, i like you."

"not what i meant... but i like you, too." he says softly.

"so i've heard," you gently nudge him back so you can look at his face properly, "i believe you like me so much?" you grin.

he groans, "you're never going to let me forget this, huh?"

[spidermanifested]

okay ive got to get this post out before april fools day so everyone knows this is important and serious information. i believe ive solved a mystery that i might have been the only person on earth who ever cared about and im taking you with me on this journey

For the uninitiated (aka people who have never looked at my blog in their whole life). there is this character called bido from fullmetal alchemist. hes greeds friend and goon and he shows up in like 5 chapters. he looks like this

and if youve never seen him before you are going to be baffled to find out that a large percentage of people who even bother remembering him seem to genuinely believe that he is a young child. and this goes beyond your regular fandom infantilization. i have had people comment on my very own posts, telling me "but wait, i thought bido was a kid".

for years i did not know how this misconception was even possible (look at him), let alone get so widespread, but that might be because the chiefest example of it exists... in the scanlation thats up on most "read free manga" websites. Aka; the one most people these days are reading. perhaps this is the mother of all other bido-child-takes. we may not ever know.

but either way, that scanlation team apparently decided at some point in their workflow, that not ONLY was bido a kid, but it made sense to have an ACTUAL kid* (*15-year-old) call him one. which at that point just feels like rubbing salt in the wound like come on

anyway the first time i checked the original dialogue to compare, i didnt know much japanese, but i was still pretty confident there was zero basis for the mistranslation. this scenes official translation makes no reference to bidos age, and aside from the obvious factor of "are you fucking serious just look at him", there was an ACTUAL reference to his age in the japanese dialogue of an earlier chapter; alphonse calls him "ojisan". which... surely the scanlation team would have seen. if they were translating the manga. but i guess it would be easy to forget a chapter you read that long ago if you arent similarly enamored of every detail regarding one of the least present background characters

Still. it seems like such a weird and out of nowhere choice to make and there didnt seem to be any reason for it. even replacing dialogue with lord of the rings quotes has a clear and almost understandable motivation (hubristically riding the coattails of sam and frodos legendary romance). so WHY did they just suddenly up and decide this bald middle aged man was some kind of precocious Crime Baby.

well in the past couple years i have learned a little bit more japanese. & since last night i think i have found the answer.

heres the original dialogue again, and then here it is simplified for one of the official video games.

"ビドーとやらが言ってた事も", aka, "and the stuff we heard bido say".

"言ってた事も", pronounced "いってたことも", aka "itteta koto mo".

Except. if you arent reading too closely, or your image quality sucks, and you mistake the と (to) for a ど (do).

言ってたこども*..............

*translators note: koto mo means "and stuff". kodomo means child.

i cannot stress this enough. the kanji for "koto" is right there on the page. this mistake would only happen if somebody was ONLY looking at the furigana and not even doing a good job of that. how did they get it this wrong. how did nobody second guess it. i know that scanlators are mostly a bunch of hobbyists trying their best and i do not mean to disparage them as a collective. its just , that i think these specific ones should maybe be pelted with an assortment of overripe fruits for a little while, for giving me this hyperspecific grievance to suffer.

At least maybe now that ive solved the riddle the truth will prevail in time. tell your friends, or something

[writingwisterias]

Okay, so what about eras of Leon reacting to his child being born??? I'm on a kick for dilf Leon and the sweet soft sappy moments

Ok ok! This is very similar to another one I have about waters breaking so I’ll combine the two! Thank you for the request my lovelies ily

Had to get this out for Father's day

Warnings: Pregnancy, vague description of birth but focuses on Leon’s reactions, nothing graphic!

RE2: He doesn't quiet believe you that it's starting at first, looking at you waiting for announcement that you were joking and you both still had more time. It's only when you get the first contraction shortly after he freaks out, like hes the one that has to deal with it. The drive to the hospital is chaotic, numerous speeding charges that he'll deal with at a later date. He constantly pesters you out of good will until eventually it's over. Star struck, doesn't really know what to do so he gets shown how to hold her properly by the nurses. The look of concern and concentration is so cute as he does it.

RE4R: Still freaks out but it's more silently, his eyes widen, mouth agape sort of thing. The hospital bag is rushed, he forgot to do it and filled with the wrong type of things. Holds your hand like he does with Ashley during the removal of las plagas, that being said...he would be silent and distant. His there physically doing what you need him to but until he gets the baby in his arms he's very spaced out. The sounds, the environment is all still a bit too much for him but he tries his best. Holding the baby naturally but like it's going to break if he holds her too hard.

Infinite Darkness: He is prepared for this! Went to all the classes and read all the books so he's the most reasonable when it finally happens. Reminds you of everything you have learnt together, doesn't leave your side unless he is forced to! However his calm demanor falters when he's given the baby and you see it all physically melt. Instantly tearing up and holding it close and being so gentle/careful. Glad he could actually make it as well with how busy he is, being sent everywhere.

Damnation: Sort of heads into the idea sort of blunt, like a "I won't freak out" kinda mood but then he does. Depending on his mindset during the day I don't know if he would consider himself a good birthing partner, I think he would try but if he's not up to it he will get angry with himself and maybe offer to leave so you don't get any more stress. He'll spend that time beating himself up until he reenters the room to you holding the baby and there's puddles of tears in his eyes. The whole process further solidifies the idea in his head of he cannot die. Not when he's holding a literal angel in his arms. He's sort of dumbfounded and proud of you and himself for reaching this point in life.

RE6: Immediately all over you and asking questions it's almost overwhelming, a lot calmer than the others but he will ask if you are okay every 5 seconds as if the answer has changed since the last time he asked. Very head strong in he room with you, tending to your needs quickly. Sort puts everything else that has happened in the past to really really focus on the moment, considers it as one good thing in a long time. When the baby is here, he's very gentle and keen on doing skin to skin for hours whilst you sleep. They have him wrapped around their finger almost instantly.

Vendetta: Distant in the room, I wouldn't say he's drunk maybe a little bit tipsy. The breaking of the waters/you being in pain would have sobered him up enough. His presence is supportive, hand holding, small touches/kisses etc but you can tell mentally he's not in the room. You won't hold it against him, not in his current state. You can see the happiness he has over the situation when you hand him the baby. He just sort of stares at it in a silent wonder and you leave him to work out whatever is going on in his head trusting that he will come to you if he needs help just like you do with him.

Death Island: The calmest out of all of them, it's like he's not even phased. Does a dad knee slap and some cringe joke before ushering you to the car with the bag already in it whilst saying he was just practicing his jokes. Actually does them so much the nurses asks him to stop. He's completely unphased by anything at this point and is the perfect birthing partner. If something was to go wrong then it falters, he'll panic and bother people until he knows you and the baby are safe. Instantly a great dad as well, baby talk is cringe but cute.

[krakensdottir]

'What if God's plan is really to get them together?'

'What if God actually wants the angels and demons to think for themselves?'

'What if God actually wants the Earth to be saved?'

These questions are missing the entire point of the story.

I cannot stress enough that this is a satire of Christian fundamentalism written by an atheist and a Jew. What God really wants or has planned is not remotely the point. God could be dead for all that it matters. We're never going to know more about God. And we're not supposed to base our notion of what's right on what God wants. That's what fundamentalism does. Good Omens is specifically subverting that.

The only real answer to these questions is 'It doesn't fucking matter.' We're talking about right and wrong, good and bad, as it affects people (human and otherwise). We have to decide what happens. God doesn't get a say. Maybe they'll approve, maybe they won't. Fuck 'em either way.

[pix-writes]

for the nsfw request for Stan and Ford (which tbh is more like a question lol also be completely free to not answer in case you don't want to); what kind of noises do they make? or they don't make a noise at all? Thank you!!

No problem, thanks for asking!

Under cut as is 18+

STANLEY:

He seems like the kind of guy who would grunt and moan a little, he's not quiet but he's not loud either, as he wants to hear his partner's sounds most of all, but sometimes he can't be quiet either cause it just feels too good. (Also likes to hear the squeak or rattle of whatever furniture he's got you placed on/bent over when you get into it, has broken a worn out, shoddy table or two in his time!)

Knows from experience that a lot of partners like him to make some noise 😉 (say thank you to the ladies who taught him this). Though the very point where he does come, he's practically silent. Will pant and groan afterwards though.

Stan in everyday life is sorta what you get in bed too, just more unfiltered, he opens his mouth to say all sorts of dirty things and feedback about how good you're doing/feel and things he wants to do to you and praises you when you respond in the way he wants. Depends on the circumstances though, as if he's totally in the moment he doesn't run his mouth so much. Can also be more playful too, so at times he'll try to make his partner laugh or be totally cheesy (cue awfully obvious rp where he pretends you're some beautiful/handsome stranger), you might get a chuckle out of him as well. On the other hand, if you manage to rile him up enough, Stan will practically growl in your ear 🥴

If it's just him by himself though, he doesn't make too much sound at all, just moans a little, definitely has that depressing post nut clarity and feels a bit guilty for taking himself in hand.

STANFORD:

Tries to control his volume. Is not successful!

This guy is painfully touch starved and is making up for lost time once he's with a partner, so ends up being unable to censor all the sounds that come out of him from feeling someone else's touch. I'd say his volume is about medium, though, as he does have some self-control. However, once he starts to feel remotely close to orgasm, he will get increasingly more whiny. Increasingly desperate towards climax and starts begging you or saying things, it's so garbled though you don't even know if it's proper sentences or just nonsensical babble. Cannot contain his cries of pleasure when he finally does climax! 🤭 (Edge this man if you want but get soundproofing if you do, otherwise even the neighbours will be able to hear what you're getting up to!)

Doesn't talk too much during, mostly lost in it, will keep giving you necessary instruction or feedback, though. Mostly moans, groans and whines, praises you for how good you are/feel. Though, I think once he starts to get into a relationship and gain confidence/experience, will be more able to control his volume and will run his mouth more, if that's something you're into. Will pleasure you and not let you touch him so he can focus on talking you through it 🫠 gets a little cocky once he finds out that you like the sound of his deep voice (what have you unleashed upon yourself??!!!!)

Thinks that his self pleasure is about average but is probably below average, sees it more as relieving stress than for indulgence in fantasies, feels alienated by the way most men would talk about it as it doesn't fit his experiences at all (e.g. thinks most men exaggerate their drive and promiscuity... Probably not wrong, but I hc that Ford is on the ace spectrum somewhere, probably demi sexual, but doesn't know until the twins tell him about lgbt+ identities). Helps him to sleep, though didn't feel safe enough to do it much at all during his portal days, as he was often on the run. Is often intentionally quiet when doing it because he often is in places where the walls are thin or he needs to hear if he might be walked in on (because it's likely to happen; is happy that so far he's never been caught) still moans a lot when he comes though.

[nathaslosthershit]

Celebration Baby, Literally! (CL16) [Blind Items AU]

(Part 6 in the Blind Items AU [can be read separately])

Summary: 8 months after Charles Monaco win, the fans get to see just how hard he celebrated

“Ohhhhhhh mate, you have been outed!” Pierre laughes as he shoves his phone into Charles’ face.

“Pierre, I cannot read when you put the screen in my eyes like that, back up” Charles responds as he shoves his longtime friend. Like many of the other victims of the ‘F1 Blind Items’ account, Charles’ face drains of color as he sees what they are saying. While there is some truth to the rumor, it still is far from correct. “Ah! Merde, they got so much wrong, mate!”

“What's wrong, honey?” Charles’ girlfriend calls from the other room where she is sitting with Pierre’s girlfriend. The couple decided to join the Gasly house for a nice dinner, although reading the post surely made Charles lose his appetite. 

Charles and Pierre look at each other as they realize she heard them. The one thing the post got right was that his girlfriend was very pregnant with what is most likely a post-win conceived baby. There was no reason to stress her out when she was so offline it would take a while for her to learn about the rumor, giving Charles enough time to convince her to go public and try to make this into the smallest problem possible. 

“Nothing, baby. I love you” He responded as he made a ‘stay silent’ motion at Pierre.

“Um okay, love you too?” was all she replied, not believing in the slightest that this was nothing. 

It didn’t help that for the rest of the night, Charles was off in his own world, thinking of how he was going to execute his terribly thought out plan. But she wasn’t going to interrogate him on it, at least not again, she had already asked him multiple times if he was okay and if he wanted to talk but he would always answer with a “I am fine, beautiful. How can I not be when the woman I love most is pregnant with our child.” While it was charming, she still wasn’t convinced he was okay after all. 

After hours of deliberation, as he sat outside the bathtub while his girlfriend relaxed in it, he finally spoke his mind.

“We should tell people” is the best he came up with after hours of thinking.

“Tell people what?”

“About the baby”

“We told people about the baby”

“I mean like everyone, we should go public.”

She turned her neck to fully face him at that. 

“Where is this coming from? Why now?” She asked.

“No reason”

“You are a shit liar, Leclerc, tell me why.”

“People know”

“What people know?” She asked. God, he was awful at explaining things.

“Everyone.”

“Then why would we need to tell them?”

Right when he was about to reply, he closed his mouth. Why would he need to tell people? While the Blind Items account had become a reliable source as they had yet to be wrong, there wasn’t any reason to actually address the issue, at least not till the baby was born, which would happen during winter break.

“...I guess we don’t need to. It's just- there is this account that posts rumors about the drivers that so far have always been true, but one came out about us and it isn’t really that correct, I just thought we should squash it.”

“What did they say that wasn’t correct?” She questioned.

“They implied we only got together because of the baby, and that we weren’t dating before I uh, knocked you up.” The ‘very public breakup’ the post referred to, was an actual breakup that happened a year prior to the world knowing. It was another very private relationship, as Charles became more famous and ‘sought after’ he liked to keep relationships from the limelight till they got serious in order to protect his girlfriends. But when his ex had found out just how serious things were with his current girlfriend, she wanted to bring it to light in order to get her 15 minutes of fame, which ended up being more like 2 minutes. As terrible as it was, once the public knew she had no connection to Charles anymore, they lost interest in her. 

After requesting he pull up the post, Charles handed his phone to his girlfriend so she could read.

“Is this what you are worried about? The part about me getting a ring for a ‘push present’? Don’t want me getting any ideas?” She joked. They had been together long enough and were about to have a baby, so the idea of getting engaged took up about 65% of the monégasque’s thoughts, the rest being about her and the baby, maybe 5% in total was devoted to F1.

“Ah no, my love, you know that is not it. Although an engagement ring would already happen even without our baby, so I will get you something else as well as a present” He said as he kissed her shoulder, then her neck, then her cheek, finally landing on her lips.

“We don’t need to say anything, let us enjoy the privacy for a while longer. Wouldn’t it be better to go into the upcoming season with a baby and a financée?” She asked.

She was right, why not make an even bigger entrance by saying nothing and letting the rumor die down, in order to enjoy the bliss of privacy for a little while longer.

“That sounds wonderful, mon amour. Absolutely perfect.”

[in-another-april]

hey carmen!!

i love your writing so so much:(( the way you characterize Spencer is so sweetie pie:((

Do you mind giving us some sweetie pie spencer bestie to lover content!! this is a suuperr niche request so no pressure obvie!!

i love love this request thank u so much!!! let me know if you want me to change anything, i hope u enjoy <3

Before you get together, there is going to be so much mutual pining. Spencer is a mixture of insecure and clueless, he really cannot tell that you're trying to hit on him. Even when he can, he dismisses it as him just taking it the wrong way, because surely someone as perfect and wonderful as you wouldn't like him like that, right?

Literally everyone except for the two of you can tell you're in love, he is so not subtle!! You're the first person he looks for in a room, he practically sprints to sit next to you before anyone else can, and he gets so, so pouty whenever someone else tries to flirt with you. One time you come into work complaining about forgetting your jacket at home and he jumps out of his chair insisting, "You can borrow mine!!"

And, yeah, he doesn't get any work done that day, too busy blushing and staring at you in his clothes.  You conveniently "forget" to give it back, and he conveniently "forgets" to ask.

You're always looking for an excuse to be near each other, to touch each other: You fall asleep on his shoulder on the jet, he rests his head against yours. He takes your hand when he notices you seem stressed, you affectionately brush your thumb along the back of his hand. One of you goes in for a hug, the other holds on just long enough to be considered more than friendly...

And you are both still so oblivious!! No matter how many times you go to look at him and find he's already staring at you. No matter how many times you’re both reading/looking at something for a case and he leans in way closer than necessary to see it. (“Spencer, don’t you have your own copy?” “…I… seem to have misplaced it.”) Neither of you ever confront these obvious feelings.

Until!!!

A new agent on your floor assumes you’re together, complimenting what a cute couple you are. Spencer, of course, loses it, getting all bright red and completely flustered because there is nothing more that he wants than to be considered your boyfriend, even if it’s just being mistaken as such. (He’ll take what he can get.) But you take his reaction as him being uncomfortable with the idea, and in an attempt to ease his concern (even if it does break your heart), you quickly correct them that oh, no, you’re just friends.

Then Spencer’s face falls and his heart is the one that’s breaking because why were you so quick to correct them? Do you really not like the idea of being with him that much? He knows it’s silly to be upset, you’re not together and you never did anything to suggest you were (completely wrong but we’ll let it slide) but there was a small part of him that really hoped that maybe, possibly, his feelings were reciprocated.

But now, clearly, they’re not, and he can’t help himself from avoiding you the next day because it hurts to be around you knowing he doesn’t have a chance. But then it only gets worse because it hurts just as much to be away from you, and you seem so concerned about him, and oh god he has no idea what to do with himself.

He comes to your apartment after work, and you somehow answer the door right as he starts to knock. The words struggle to come out at first, but then they do, and then he’s rambling, and it’s not entirely intelligible. But you get the gist, and it’s that he’s so in love with you! He seems so frantic that for the first time in your life, you want him to stop talking, so naturally you do what any other normal person would. Kiss him like your life depended on it. Right in your doorway. And. I don’t think there’s anything more I can (or should) say.  

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Precious ∞ Henry Cavill

Henry Cavill x Curvy!Reader

Word Count: 907

A/N: Just something random I had in my notes and although I didn’t have the story altogether before writing it, I had an inkling to write, and so I did. It’s really just thoughts dumped out onto pages. Enjoy this mess of fluff!

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“Hello, darling,” Henry smiled from the recliner, dropping his book momentarily, as you walked into your bedroom that evening. You’d just walked through the door after getting home from a long day at work, having kicked off your shoes and dropped your backpack in your office. 

You returned the smile, although not as enthusiastically as your fatigue is overpowering all other emotions. However, just looking at Henry makes all the stress of the day fall away. 

“Hey, bear,” You walked to him, bending down to meet him in a sweet kiss, your hands cupping both sides of his face. You pull away before heading towards your en suite bathroom, leaving the door open so you’re able to talk to him while you go about your business.

“How was your day, princess?” Henry questioned, closing his book while marking his page with his finger. 

“Busy, chaotic, but a lot has gotten done, so I guess that’s good,” You answered nonchalantly with a shrug as you made your way back through the bedroom and into your walk-in closet to change. 

Pulling your shirt over your head and dropping it into the hamper, you were just about to ask Henry how his day was when he happened to look up at your movements and noticed your shapewear.

“Baby?” You froze at Henry’s baritone voice after unbuttoning your jeans. You turned to him, a confused expression adorning his face. You knew what he was looking at - you didn’t usually wear shapewear, but this morning you’d felt particularly insecure about your stomach and you felt uncomfortable in your jeans. So, you’d decided to try your shapewear again after getting used to being without it, and it had made you feel better, even if it was only slightly. It helped your insecurities, tucking in the extra fat that accumulated on your waist and tummy.

“Come here, love,” Henry gestured for you to go to him, waving his hand toward himself, his index and middle finger moving back and forth to guide you to him. 

“Okay, let me just change f-” You tried to continue taking your jeans off, but Henry made you pause again.

“No, no, come here,” He said firmly, but gently. You hesitantly made your way to him, a mix of concern and curiosity on what might be on his mind.

Henry set his book down on the side table and situated himself on the edge of the recliner as he set his hands on your waist and placed you between his legs. You gripped onto his wrists to steady yourself, your mind becoming fuzzy.

Carefully, with his fingers hooked over the waistband, Henry began lowering your shapewear down from over your belly, leaving them to sit low on your waist. Your eyes were locked on his, and neither did his mesmerizing cerulean blues ever leave yours. 

“Baby, you are so beautiful. I cannot stress that enough. Your belly is so adorable, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it,” Henry began to explain once he exposed your belly entirely. He placed his hand over your tummy as a shiver ran down your spine. 

“You do not need to have a flat stomach for me to love you, and whatever you might believe others think about you doesn’t matter in the slightest. There is no need to hide, sweet girl. You do not need this,” He tugs on the waistband of your shapewear where it sits on your waist. “You are as gorgeous as ever even if your beautiful belly is visible through your clothes. I think it makes you that much more stunning, my darling. It’s all uniquely you and everything that I love about you I’m able to show off,” Henry smiled, leaning down to place a soft kiss to your tummy, making you giggle in response. That just made Henry’s smile grow bigger, nuzzling his nose into your tummy, holding your soft sides.

“I’m sorry,” You started, taking one hand and tangling it through Henry’s hair, massaging the nape of his neck. “I just wasn’t feeling quite myself this morning, and ended up going back to my old ways.” Henry gazed up at you with loving intent in his eyes. 

You used to wear it all the time before Henry, but after him, he’d made you feel so loved, so seen, so beautiful, that you’d completely forgotten about it. Until today, of course.

“If you ever feel like that, you know you can tell me,” Henry mentioned, rubbing his thumbs over your tummy.

“I know. It’s just that once I put it on, it made me feel a tiny bit better once I put my jeans back on. But I know I don’t need it,” You expressed as Henry began lowering your jeans down your legs, helping you step out of them, before removing your shapewear as well.

“No, you don’t need them, because my precious baby is so much more beautiful without the restrictions,” Henry pauses to stand, pulling your body against his, one hand around your waist and cradling your head in the other. He brushes his thumb over your cheekbone as you nuzzle your nose into his palm. “You’re so precious, darling, and I will cherish every single part of you for as long as I live,” His gaze on you is full of the utmost adoration, how could you ever feel anything less than the most grand love that this man feels for you?