#oh my heart...🕰️

[dear-cuckoo-c0worker]

They say I was born the coldest day on earth...

"Firstly never touch the hands of your heart, rule number 2 keep your temper under control. Last but not least... The most important rule, whatever else you do never fall in love...." 'cause then forevermore, your heart goes in a spin. The big hand at your core will pop out of you skin! Your bones will implode, your cogs and springs explode! And you cuckoo-clock heart grinds to a halt for good..."

"Hello..?''

I'll die alone but I don't know where... I'll die alone but I don't know when... I'll die alone but I don't know where... I'll die alone but I don't know when...

Imagine his voice like the one in the song.

RULES!

- nothing that inappropriate

- be niceeeee

- if you don't support this au that's fine

-refer to mod as D.D or mod

- he can meet other RP blogs!

[chuluoyi]

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 10:00 A.M 」

SUMMERRR @ohimsummer you’re so responsible for this infinitely adorable idea omg🤧 based on this ask & this video !

a part of gojo's love entries

“papa. come on. pa-pa~ say it after me!”

sunday morning. the first sight you saw after getting up was another shenanigan staged by your husband—

in the form of him shoving your humongous wedding photo in front of your one-year old boy’s face.

“this is pa-pa~” satoru’s singsong voice echoed through the baby room, full of enthusiasm, pointing at his face in the photo. “pa-pa~ easy right? now…”

your baby merely blinked though, chewing his pacifier in pure ignorance. his eyes—a pair blue marbles—glancing between his desperate papa and the wedding picture with little interest.

“hmph,” satoru clicked his tongue, and then he pointed at your beaming figure in the photo, voice visibly flat. “this is… mother.”

you quirked an eyebrow, totally snorting.

but he succeeded in grabbing your baby’s attention this time, as his crystal blue eyes widened a bit in wonder, staring at you in the picture.

“mother is pa-pa’s wife. she makes your food, nice on some days, but be careful! she can put a ban on our supply of mochi if she is in a bad mood!”

“oh, do i?” you walked over to him with a bark of a laugh, crossing your arms.

satoru made an exaggerated spooked look, mouth curving into an ‘O’. “uh-oh, mama dragon is here.”

“look, you big bully. why are you bothering our baby first thing in the morning?”

“i’m not bullying him! it’s education! he has to see that his papa is the gallant sorcerer—”

“—ma!”

. . .

silence. both of you stiffly turned towards your little munchkin when you heard that little, feeble sound.

your baby and his clear, watery eyes made a grabby motions towards you from his bouncer chair, lips wobbling with effort. “ma—ma!”

...another silence before you snapped—

“my baby!!” you squealed, immediately plucking him, giving and smothering him with the tightest hug and kisses, whereas satoru’s jaw dropped to the depths of soil behind you. “kyaaaa~! i love you soooo much!”

“h-how—!”

“i definitely didn’t go through the pain of giving birth to you so you can call your deadbeat papa first!”

“—?! hey! i’m fully responsible for child support!”

and so you left him in his sorrows, walking out while cooing at your bundle of joy, leaving trails of your baby son’s happy giggles along the way as your defeated husband, who felt so betrayed, sulked in the background.

epilogue

“come on… just once, please? say papa.”

this time, satoru has his baby son open a book beside him, as he points at the father figure in that storybook, still urging his mini-him to call him.

but contrary to his expectations, his little boy just aggressively turned the pages over, only seemingly interested in seeing the illustrations on each page.

“papa. come on, buddy, hmm?” he prodded his chubby arms and tickled his tummy, and once again, his prickly baby retorted with—

“ma! ma!”

satoru sighed in defeat, but this time he relented, as the way his son was all energetic while calling you somehow wormed its way to his heart too.

he was still babbling incoherently, and yet this time satoru only pinched his cheeks together. “you sure adore your mama, huh?”

“mwa!”

“yeah, me too, kiddo. me too.”

[reputayswift]

Oh, here we go again 🤦‍♀️ the voices in his head 🤔💭 called the rain to end 🗣️📱🌧️ OUR days of wild 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️💨⛈️ the sickest army doll 😎��️🤏🤒 purchased at the mall 💸🧍‍♀️🤏🤩 rivulets descend MY plastic smile 💧👄💧 (but-you should-’ve seen-him when-he first…GOT me!!! ✋😳🤚) MYYY boy 🧍‍♂️👉😍 on-ly breaks-his fav’rite tOooOooys 💔🤏😡…tOooOooOoooOys OohOohOh-Oooh! III’m queeen~ 👸👈🙂‍↕️👈 (of-sand cast-les he-destrooOooys 😡👟🏰)…OooOooOooo OohOohOh-Oooh! ‘cause it fit too right 🤷‍♀️ puzzle pieces in the dead of night 🧩🧩🌌 should’ve known it was a matter of time 🤦‍♀️🕰️ OooOooOooo OohOohOh-Oooh MYYY boy 🧍‍♂️👉😍 on-ly breaks-his fav’rite tOooOooys 💔🤏😡…OooOooOOohOohOh-Oooh…there was a lit-an-y of reasons-why 📋👈 we could’ve played for keeps this time 👰‍♀️❤️‍🩹🤵‍♂️ I know I’m just. rePEATING mySELF! 🔁🤦‍♀️ put me. back on MY SHELF 🪑🧍‍♀️🤏🥱 but first. ✋😳🤚PULL the STRING 🧍‍♀️➰🤏🤔 and I’ll tell you that he runs because he loves me 😉 “𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓞𝓥𝓔𝓢 𝓶𝓮 😍”🧍‍♀️〰️🤏🙄 (‘cause-you should-’ve seen-him when-he first. SAW me!!! 🧍‍♀️👈🤩) MYYY boy 🧍‍♂️👉😍 on-ly breaks-his fav’rite tOooOooys 💔🤏😡…tOooOooOoooOys OohOohOh-Oooh! III’m queeen~ 👸👈🙂‍↕️👈 (of-sand cast-les he-destrooOooys 😡👟🏰)…OooOooOooo OohOohOh-Oooh! ‘cause I knew too much 🤷‍♀️🧐 there was danger in the heat of my touch 🏃‍♂️💨🔥👈 he saw forever ♾️👀 so he smashed it up 😰👟💔 OooOooOooo OohOohOh-Oooh MYYY boy 🧍‍♂️👉😍 on-ly breaks-his fav’rite tOooOooys 💔🤏😡…OooOooOooOohOohOh-Oooh (oh-oh-oh-ohohoh) once I fix me ❤️‍🩹👩‍🔧 (oh-oh-oh-ohohoh) he’s gonna MISS me 🙂‍↕️ (oh-oh-oh-ohohoh) once I fix MEEE 🤕👩‍🔧 (oh-oh-oh-ohohoh) he’s gonna miss…me…JUST SAY WHEN ✋😳🤚 I’d play A-GAIN 😉 he was MY best FRIEND, down at the sandlot 🛝👩‍❤️‍👨 I felt MORE WHEN we played PRE-TEND 👰‍♀️💍🤵‍♂️ than with all the KENS ‘cause 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🥱 he took me out of my box 📤🧍‍♀️🤏😈 stole my tortured heart ❤️‍🩹🤏🏃‍♂️💨🧍‍♀️ left all these broken parts 🤕💪🦵 told me I’m better off 🤷‍♂️💬🤕 (but IIiIiiiIiiiIi’m not…I’m not…I’m not…)

[livwritessometimes]

King of My Heart

: Mason Mount x singer!reader

: Y/n realises that she’s finally ready to let go of the past

: Prev | Next

: Begin Again Series

: Main Masterlist

: Author's Note: Were you able to guess the title? If not well there will be a next part 👀

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Yourname: Life at it’s finest ✨

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kellypiquet: We should go to photo booths more often!!

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-> Yourname: Yessss!!! Next time we’ll take P too 💕

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maxverstappen: No more game night that’s for sure 👍🏻

→ Yourname: You’re just saying that because you lost at UNO

→ maxverstappen: I got 4 plus 4’s FOUR Y/N!!!! DO YOU THINK THAT’S A JOKE!

-> joaofelix79: seems like someone is still not over last night 🤭

-> Yourname: ikrrr like can you imagine 😂

-> User66: are you seeing Y/n and Joao’s CHEMISTRY!!! 😍😍

User02: why is mason not commenting???

-> User11: maybe because he doesn’t want to get involved with her and honestly good for him! She’s way to problematic for him anyways

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Yourname: Enjoying some down time 🕰️

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joaofelix79: I wonder who bought that book for you 🤔

-> Yourname: don’t know, some fan maybe 🤷🏻‍♀️

-> joaofelix79: is that so 👀

User00: Istg why are they playing with my heart like that JUST TELL US IF YOU’RE DATING OR NOT????

User44: you’re so pretty 😍

User69: Is that text from Joao 😏

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Yourname: This football thing is not that bad ⚽️

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masonmount: Maybe that’s because of a certain player 🏟️

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-> Yourname: hmm 🤔 I doubt that

-> User65: MASON AND Y/N OMGGG

-> User12: I ran THREE traffic lights to see this comment because my friends called me and started screaming 😭😭 I’m so glad that I did ✊🏻

joaofelix79: Wow I see how it is. How come you’re never at my game ????

-> Yourname: Now now there is no need to feel sad. Yk you’re my fav EA sports 😚

-> joaofelix79: WHYYY?? just let it gooo already 🥲

-> Yourname: never ✌🏻

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👤: Yourname, magui_corceiro

CelebGossip: Battle of the Ex’s! Y/n L/n and Margarida Corceiro were spotted having a heated argument in a club in Portugal. Y/n was at the club with some of her friends, who also happen to be acquaintances with Magui. It is believed that Joao was the one who introduced them to Y/n. According to bystanders, Magui saw Y/n and started making sarcastic remarks about her friendship with Joao. The two were later seen engaging in a heated discussion with wild gestures from both sides. Sources say that Y/n soon left the club. It is still not clear exactly what the exchange was about, but all we can say is that we’re eagerly waiting for their next encounter. 

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User66: I was so expecting to see Y/n throw hands!! I’m disappointed 😔

User00: I just wanna know what Lando and Joao have to say about this 😝

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Yourname: Why you so obsessed with me, girl I wanna know 😌

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joaofelix79: 😎

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User21: Oh you shady lil thing!!!! AHHHH

User09: imagine being M***i!!!! I can’t 😭😭

User57: you’re so desperate! Can’t let go of Lando can you. Now you have to come for his girl as well 🙄

User32: oh I bet Y/n and Joao had so much fun taking these pictures!!! I WISH I COULD WITNESS THAT!!!!!

User77: You’re so petty. This is why things didn’t work out for you and Lando. Like I can’t imagine how happy he would have been after he left you. Poor Mason or Joao or whoever you’re dating. Best of luck to them cause they are sure as hell gonna need it. You’re so pathetic, get a life!

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Yourname: My broken bones are mending 🏖️

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-> charles_leclerc: I still can’t believe you guys did that :(

-> alexandrasaintmleux: boo hoo Charles! Go cry me a river

-> charles_leclerc: You’ve been spending too much time with Y/n

-> alexandrasaintmleux: ik 🥰

-> Yourname: ily bbg 😘

-> charles_leclerc: NO BACK OFF 🤺

maxverstappen: I should have expected this. It was my fault I fell asleep 🙂

-> User58: NOO 😭😭 max is so used to this with Kelly and Y/n that he’s not even fighting it anymore

maxverstappen: @/joaofelix79 and @/masonmount why didn’t you stop them???

-> joaofelix79: they threatened to tie us to the ice cream truck 🥲

-> User23: waittttt did Max just confirm that Mason was also with them????????

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Yourname: And all it once, you are the one I had been waiting for ❤️

My new single King of My Heart out at midnight 🕛

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kellypiquet: I’m SO HAPPY for you!!! Words can’t express how happy I am

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-> Yourname: I love you so much kells

alexandrasaintmleux: Finallyyy!! Double dates whennn??

-> Yourname: For you, I’m ready to drop everything right now! Just say the word

-> charles_leclerc: @/Yourname 🤺🤺

joaofelix79: Wow! He had you at his game before me and now he has a song before me TOO!!!! Seriously Y/n it’s like you don’t wanna be friends or something

-> Yourname: You’re such a drama queen 👑

-> joaofelix79: Loud and Proud!!! 👸🏼

masonmount: I love you

-> Yourname: what a sap 😏

-> masonmount: I love you a little less now

-> Yourname: fine!! I love you too 💕

-> masonmount: ☺️

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[kurishiri]

Darius Vogel ┊ The great detective Harrison’s book of incidents

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to narrative flow and characterization purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but please don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

— the 440 times sent bonus for harrison’s promised event! i now know how jude fans feel... /lh

[TYPEWRITER]

CASE 04 DETAILS: The search for my cute little robin. REQUESTER: Darius.

[HALLWAY; NEUTRAL POV]

Liam: We’ve got nothing on our hands now since we put in our mission report, I see...

Harrison: Nothing, including your work over at Scala?

Liam: Tom’s making the script! He was telling us that he’s run into a bit of a block, so to give him a few days time.

On a certain day, with not a single strange happening, a shadow of a person approached the two, making casual chat.

Darius: Well, hello there, Harrison Gray and Liam Evans.

Harrison: And what might the head of Vogel need from us?

Darius: My poor heart, why so guarded?

D: I just caught wind a little while ago from the Queen’s Aide. You’re looking for cases to solve as detectives, yes?

D: So by all means, I would like you to hear mine out. (＠＾◡＾)

Liam: Oh, my curiosity’s tickling me, Harry!

Harrison: Yeah, and I feel like if we pick it up just to satiate that curiosity of yours, it’s gonna bite us back hard in the rear. (￣□￣」)

Darius: Hehe— don’t worry so much. I’m not really looking for anything grand.

D: I’d simply like you to find an adorable little robin who flitted away from my hands.

[STORAGE ROOM; KATE’S POV]

As Harrison, Liam, and Darius continued to converse, unbeknownst to the robin in question——

Meanwhile, I was in the palace’s storage room.

(It’s going to be fine. Darius would never be able to find me like this...!)

Why am I hiding from Darius, you ask? Well, it all happened just several minutes before...

—— Flashback ——

[PALACE GUEST ROOM]

Darius: Miss fairytale keeper, come play with me, how about it?

It was a line I’ve heard before, and I responded back...

Kate: Umm... I didn’t come here to play though.

Darius: That I know. You’re here to record the discussion Victor and I are going to have, isn’t that right?

Kate: Yes, that’s right. So, that’s why I don’t have time to play——

Darius: About that, Victor ended up getting caught up in some previous engagements, so he’s going to be an hour late.

D: So here we are, keep me occupied in that hour, will you. (＾▽＾)

—— End flashback ——

[STORAGE ROOM]

And then he suggested we play hide and seek.

Because, ‘If I find you in time, I’ll have you do a single thing of whatever I ask.’

He donned the face of an angel, all the while setting the conditions of a devil, and recalling those words, I tried my utmost best to find a hiding place.

(There’s only a few minutes left. At this rate, I will be able to escape from him.)

I looked up at the clock, lax, when...

Darius: Fooound you, miss fairytale keeper.

I wanted dearly to think I was hallucinating, but the one with that heartless voice tapped my shoulder.

Darius: I would like it if you didn’t ignore me, you know. Or, what... are you so focused at work, my voice just goes through one ear and right out the other?

D: So, so focused on cleaning, aren’t you, Miss Kate the maid.

I was dressed as a palace maid and holding a broom, and seeing this sight, Darius spoke, a teasing tone laced in his voice.

[CHOICES - START]

˖🕰️୭˚ CHOICE #1: ...I can hear you.

Kate: ...I can hear you. It’s just I didn’t think you would be able to find me.

Darius: Well, it wasn’t just me, you know. I had them help out, too.

(‘Them’...?)

Holding onto some doubt, I looked over his shoulder, and...

˖🕰️୭˚ CHOICE #2: You’ve got the wrong person.

Kate: You’ve got the wrong person.

Darius: Do I now? Let me take a closer look then.

Saying so, Darius spun around me.

Darius: Hmm... no matter where and how I look, I think it’s you through and through, miss fairytale keeper.

D: Oh, but just to be extra sure, I will definitely know if it’s her or not if we kiss. (⌒▽⌒)

Kate: I-I’ve never even kissed you before, though, so how would you know?

Darius: Hehe, so you admit it? That you are the miss fairytale keeper.

Kate: Ah...!

Realizing my own slip-up, I finally looked over his shoulder, and...

˖🕰️୭˚ CHOICE #3: Goodness me, I’m very, very busy!

Kate: Goodness me, I’m very, very busy!

Convincing myself that Darius’ voice was surely a hallucination, I continued sweeping the dust with my broom.

Darius: You’re ‘busy,’ you say? Well then, I’ll lend a helping hand.

Saying so, Darius snatched the broom from my hands.

Darius: But, are you really sure? If you made me clean and whatnot because you lied, then it would become quite a problem, methinks.

Kate: ...urgh, sorry. That was a lie. It’s my loss.

Apologizing, I looked over his shoulder.

[CHOICES - END]

There stood not only Darius, but Harrison and Liam as well.

Kate: Why are you two here too?

Harrison: Because we took up a request from Darius to find your hiding spot.

Liam: Isn’t Harry incredible? He was all like, ‘There’s not many places within the palaces to hide oneself, so she wouldn’t be physically hiding her body.’

L: ‘Instead, she’ll probably try and mix herself in with the maids and clean or something.’

Kate: Right to a tee... you really are incredible, Harrison.

K: That said, using Harrison by putting in a request would be unfair. My chances to win would plummet then, wouldn’t it!

Darius: But nowhere in the rules did we say I couldn’t. (￣ヘ￣)

D: And besides, there really was something I wanted you to do, miss fairytale keeper, so I could hardly afford to care about appearances.

Liam: ...It looks like the one whose rear is getting bitten isn’t us, but rather Kate, huh. (´-ω-`)

Harrison: Well, seeing as you’re a member of Crown, too, I doubt it’s anything irredeemably bad.

H: ...I think.

After throwing me sympathizing glances, Liam and Harrison left.

Darius: Now then... as for what I wanted you to do, miss fairytale keeper...

Darius’ honey-colored eyes glimmered like a blaze, as though he were a carnivore that found its prey.

Kate: Please go easy on me. I would prefer it if you didn’t hurt or scare me...

Darius: Well, isn’t that a tad troubling, to think the little miss fairytale keeper misunderstands me like that. (￣ヘ￣)

D: Okay, I’ve decided. The thing I want you to do is... ‘to do ten things of whatever I ask.’ (⌒▽⌒)☆

Kate: Wha...

Here I was, thinking if it was just one thing, I could somehow get through it, but somehow that ‘one’ turned straight to ‘ten.’

Kate: ...Can you even do that?

Darius: The rules didn’t say I couldn’t, yes?

D: Now then, whatever should I have you do, miss fairytale keeper...

D: First things first, maybe I’ll have you attend to me in your current outfit. And then—— (^ヮ^)

Darius was pulling out his tricks while wearing a smile,

[BLACK]

and seeing him like that before me, I thought to myself: ‘The next time Darius and I have a match, I will make sure to lay some clear-cut rules on the table.’

Fin.

PROLOGUE.

masterlist 🔎 ┊ ko-fi ☕️ ┊ comms 🤍

[hazbinshusk]

okay so this one could be a shot in the dark…. but maybe blitz catches some sort of flu that isn’t awful, but it’s bad enough that he should stay home, and reader has to practically pull him away from the door so that he doesn’t go to work -🕰️

🕰️ anon back again with another sweet request. combined with a kiss prompt because they tickled my brain together.

prompt #40: an impulsive kiss.

“For fuck’s sake, Blitz, go back to bed.” you groan, getting up from where you were sitting cross-legged on the floor. The imp has clambered up off the couch, stumbling and swearing as the blankets you’d heaped on him tangled around his legs. He lands face down on the floor, cursing into the carpet. “Fucking… damn it, Blitz!”

You grab his arm and haul him to his feet, far gentler than your tone would have suggested. He shoves you off, only to fall into a fit of overly-dramatic sneezes. Rolling your eyes, you lead him back to the couch and force him back down onto it.

Loona had texted you early that morning to ask you to keep an eye on the imp – he was out with some kind of flu, and with work piling up at the office, she was needed to use the grimoire. You, on the other hand… Moxxie and Millie could handle it without you.

“’m fuckin’ find,” Blitzø gripes, shaking off your arm.

“Uh-huh,” you reply dryly, handing him the cold medicine you’d brought with you. “Clearly, if you’re pronouncing it ‘find’.”

He glares at you, refusing to accept the bottle. You roll your eyes again, setting the medication aside. “The fuck are you here for?”

“Because Loona asked me to be,” you say simply, sitting on the coffee table in front of him. “Now, will you get some rest? Please?”

Blitzø stares blankly at you for a few moments before he blinks and shakes his head. “I gotta go to work.”

Before you can react, he’s clambering over the back of the couch, and you sigh as his foot catches on his tail and he falls back onto the floor with a thump. How the same man you’ve seen effortlessly slaughter how many humans now could be so damn clumsy in his own home, you have no goddamn idea.

“You can’t go to work,” you argue, rounding the couch as he’s pulling his coat on over the t-shirt and boxers he slept in. “Blitz, you’re head is so stuffed full of crap right now that it just took you like, two full minutes to process the question I asked you. You can not be going on a job today.”

“Oh, puh-lease,” he says, his attempt at swagger ruined when he wipes his nose on his sleeve. He's still barefoot, and makes no move to find his boots before reaching for the door. “I can do this murder shit blindfolded and with my dick crammed down someone’s throat, I don’t need—”

He breaks into a coughing fit.

“Okay, your weird sexual fantasies aside—”

“Lemme go!” he tries to shake off your arm as you grab it, pulling him away from the door. “Christ on a fuckin’ stick, bitch, I’m not si—”

You sigh, grab him by the shoulder and a horn and shove him back against the door, your lips meeting his before you can talk yourself out of it. Blitzø’s hands are still raised in shock for a few moments before you feel them lower and he’s pressing himself against you and into the kiss.

Your face is burning when you pull away, but your heart flutters slightly despite yourself when you notice him lean forward slightly, eyes still closed, as though to chase your lips. He blinks a few times dizzily, confusion breaking through the foggy look in his eyes.

Then, he coughs once and grins, all fang and snide self-confidence. “Fuckin’ knew you wanted me.”

You try to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as you feel his tail against the side of your thigh, pointing at the couch. “Yeah, yeah. You want that to happen again, you go and fucking nap, mister.”

“Ooh, never took you for a mommy domme, tits.” he says teasingly, and you curse under your breath. He snickers, coughing again as he passes you obediently. At least the kiss had been a shock enough to him to temporarily distract him from work.

“Oh, for the love of fuck, Blitz, I’m not.”

“Ohhhhh, so you wanna be the good girl for me then, huh?” he drops onto the couch, and you follow him around. He sits with his legs spread, and he pats his lap invitingly. “I can handle that.”

You fight the urge to roll your eyes, instead bending over to bring yourself eye to eye with him. His gaze drops for a second down to your cleavage before returning to your face, and he leans in slightly for a kiss. You grab hold of one of his horns, stopping him in place. You were betting that he was so out of it that he wouldn’t even remember this conversation later, but still, you have to force yourself not to blush as you speak.

“Sure, you can, baby. But you wanna fuck around, I’m gonna need you to get better first.” you tell him, letting your eyes fall down over him suggestively before returning to his face. “Because before you get that dick of yours wet, I’m gonna need to find out what that tongue can do. And if you cough while you’re going down on me, I will kill you myself. Okay?”

Blitzø stares at you wide-eyed for a moment; long enough for you to wonder if any of what you just said actually made it through his flu-addled brain. Then he laughs, falling back against the couch. “Fuck, you’ve got a slutty mouth on you.”

“You have no idea,” you shoot back, tossing the medication into his lap. “Now, take a nap, damn it.”

“And then I get to fuck you?” he asks, then shrugs. He sneezes, his voice comes out gummy and thick with the flu. “Hell yeah.”

He unscrews the cough medicine and throws his head back, and you scramble to wrestle the bottle away from him before he can put himself into some kind of cough-syrup-induced coma.

“No! Fuck—Blitz, it doesn’t fucking work that—fuck!”

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø

[howlinglore]

Miss Rhiannon’s Home For Peculiar Children: a Marauders Story 🕰️

(An AU heavily inspired by ‘Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children’!)

Just a little note beforehand! All characters except Miss Rhiannon (which is my very own version of Miss Peregrine 🤩) belong to J.K Rowling and were not created by me, as well as Lottie, who’s a character that in no way belongs to me. I personally headcanon her as a part of the marauders era characters as of recently, but she has been created, written and developed by @motswolo in the fanfiction ‘The Cadence of Part-Time Poets’ on AO3 exclusively ☺️ I suggest you check it out if you haven’t, it’s easily the best Wolfstar fic of all time (or best Marauders fic in general, it’s THAT good!!!!)

(Also, no pictures or gifs were made by me or belong to me! Only the collages, with pictures taken from Pinterest, probably 😅)

…

Remus Lupin didn’t believe in the stories his father had left behind. But when that last postcard arrived after his death, he had no choice but to follow it — to Bath, 1951.

Setting: Swansea, Wales

Timeframe: Late spring, 1997

Remus Lupin had all but five years of his life with his parents. A faint memory of warmth, spices, soft wool, golden locks of hair, and the tongue twist that was the Welsh language. All of that, until his mother was gone, and his father left him with his aunt and uncle with no explanation to be had — never to return. His presence lingered only in postcards sent with little effort put in that Remus detested receiving, pictures of a world he himself would never see.

No friends. No hobbies. No place to belong — even among the farm of his father’s closest friends, who raised him as their own. Unwanted, unimportant, invisible to all and anyone — ordinary, and boring.

Until the last postcard arrived. Until his father’s death. Until the strange people, the cryptic maps, the faded pictures, and the letters that didn’t make sense. Until Remus ran — fleeing to a place he’d never known, to a “loop” in England, where time itself seemed to be as broken as everything else he knew.

Setting: Bath, England

Date: August 17th, 1951

The loop in Bath meant nothing changing. August 17th, 1951 — forever. The same streets, the same faces, the same air, day after day. Nothing changed. Not the weather. Not the people.

Because in 1951, people started noticing. The oddness of the children’s home, the strange inhabitants, the unnerving presence that made the air thick with whispers. There was something off —too much of one thing, not enough of another. Eyes lingered, questions went unanswered far too often, and people talked. Oh, they talked.

Not only that, but those with a bigger wish for power, for something bigger than themselves — that’s when it came. Came the murder, the stalking, the gouging of eyes and disposing of little bodies which had had no better fate anyways, abandoned by normal families who hadn’t hesitated turning a blind eye.

Miss Rhiannon couldn’t let that happen. Not to her children. Not if she could help it. She waited for the right moment — a perfect, sunny day, a light breeze, a good mood. And then, the loop. August 17th, 1951. Time stopped. The world froze for those who chose to stay, and Bath was theirs — forever so.

Characters (main);

James Fleamont Potter

;”I would love to be ruined if it means I am sacred enough to be kept close.”

{Born: March 27th, 1934}

{Age: 17 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Colombia 🇨🇴}

{Skin Color: Caramel Brown}

{Eye Color: Chocolate Brown}

{Height: 5’11”}

{Peculiarity: 😵‍💫}

{Type; Communicator}

{Abilities; Heart Reading (the ability to see one’s soul and intentions) — Mind Reading (the ability to see one’s thoughts and emotions).}

Sirius Orion Black

;”If there is a light, I’m going to swallow it. If there is a god, I’m going to make him cry.”

{Born: November 3rd, 1933}

{Age: 17 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: France 🇫🇷}

{Skin Color: Alabaster}

{Eye Color: Passive Light Grey}

{Height: 5’9”}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Mind Control (the ability to dominate the thoughts and actions of others, forcing them to act against their will) — Abyssal Gaze (the ability to stare into someone’s eyes and show them the “abyss”— a horrifying void that makes one go mad, leaving them in a state of permanent catatonia) — Necromancy (the ability to communicate with, summon, or manipulate the dead — which can also involve raising corpses or spirits to serve the necromancer’s will) — Echo Of Death (the ability to make someone experience the sensation of death repeatedly, forcing them to feel what it’s like to die over and over without actually killing them) — Siren’s Call (the ability to enchant and seduce others through one’s presence, voice, or aura, compelling them to become infatuated or obedient) — Trust’s Mirage (the ability of otherworldly beauty and charm that evokes an immediate sense of trust and admiration — able to make those around them feel inexplicably drawn to comply with their requests, regardless of personal ethics or morals) — Cursed Blood (the ability of lifelong despair, death and suffering by inheritance of the tainted, evil blood).}

{Classification; Lure — a rare type of peculiar with both abilities of ‘Trust’s Mirage’ and ‘Siren’s Call’. This gives one a natural facility to charm and make others trust them, along with the power to hypnotize or influence people at will.}

Peter Charlton Pettigrew

;“Please don’t forget me and all the things we did.”

{Born: December 21st, 1934}

{Age: 16 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿}

{Skin Color: Cool Sand}

{Eye Color: Light Blue}

{Height: 5’6”}

{Peculiarity: 🧬}

{Type; Morphological}

{Abilities; Shapeshifting (the ability to transform into anything) — Invisibility At Will (the ability to go invisible and visible at will).}

Charlotte Elizabeth Pettigrew

;“I love happy me, she’s so pretty.”

{Born: December 21st, 1934}

{Age: 16 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿}

{Skin Color: Cool Sand}

{Eye Color: Light Blue}

{Height: 5’5“}

{Peculiarity: 🧬}

{Type; Morphological}

{Abilities; Transmutation (the ability to change the composition of objects, transforming one material into another) — Extreme Flexibility (the ability to contort and manipulate one’s body in often impossible ways).}

Dorcas Jade Meadowes

;“I was born for something greater than I was — and greater I would become.”

{Born: April 24th, 1934}

{Age: 17 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (Jamaica/Haiti 🇯🇲🇭🇹) + (England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿)}

{Skin Color: Cool Espresso}

{Eye Color: Chocolate Brown}

{Height: 5’8“}

{Peculiarity: 🌩️}

{Type; Elemental}

{Abilities; Photokinesis (the ability to control light, shadows and generate light constructs).}

Marlene Arienne McKinnon

;“If you dance, I’ll dance — and if you don’t, I’ll dance anyway.”

{Born: June 3rd, 1934}

{Age: 16 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (Scotland/England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿)}

{Skin Color: Warm Porcelain}

{Eye Color: Hazel Brown}

{Height: 5’10“}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Superstrength (the ability of superhuman strength) — Mimicry (the ability to adapt and copy powers or skills of others temporarily).}

Lily Juniper Evans

;“I’m sure there are aspects of my personality buried within me that will surface as soon as I know I am completely loved.”

{Born: January 30th, 1934}

{Age: 17 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (England/Ireland 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🇮🇪)}

{Skin Color: Warm Natural}

{Eye Color: Emerald}

{Height: 5’5“}

{Peculiarity: 🌩️}

{Type; Elemental}

{Abilities; Pyrokinesis (the ability to create and control fire).}

Mary Jean Macdonald

;“Happiness is not fulfilling every pleasure or getting every outcome you desire — happiness is being able to enjoy life with a peaceful mind that is not constantly craving more. It is the inner peace that comes with embracing change.”

{Born: September 16th, 1934}

{Age: 16 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (Egypt/Mali 🇪🇬🇲🇱) + (England/France 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🇫🇷)}

{Skin Color: Dark Espresso}

{Eye Color: Cognac Brown}

{Height: 5’9“}

{Peculiarity: 😵‍💫/🌀}

{Type; Communicator/Mixed}

{Abilities; Prophetic Dreams (the ability to see the future within dreams) — Petrification (the ability to turn others to stone with one’s eyes) — Sonic Scream (the ability to make others go insane with one’s shrill scream).}

Pandora Love Rosier

;“A woman who is art cannot be replicated. You cannot trace an image of her soul and make it your own — she runs deeper than the eye, she’s a feeling.”

{Born: April 17th, 1933}

{Age: 18 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (Egypt/Tunisia/Seychelles/Sao Tome and Principe 🇪🇬🇹🇳🇸🇨🇸🇹) + (England/France 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🇫🇷)}

{Skin Color: Dark Espresso}

{Eye Color: Chocolate}

{Height: 5’8“}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Wish Granter (the ability to grant small, simple wishes) — Nature’s Whispers (the ability to hear the thoughts of nature and communicate with it).}

Evan Xander Rosier

;“I can’t make you understand. I can’t make anyone understand what’s happening inside me. I can’t even explain it to myself.”

{Born: March 8th, 1934}

{Age: 17 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (Egypt/Tunisia/Seychelles/Sao Tome and Principe 🇪🇬🇹🇳🇸🇨🇸🇹) + (England/France 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🇫🇷)}

{Skin Color: Dark Espresso}

{Eye Color: Chocolate Brown}

{Height: 6’1“}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Phantom Touch (the ability to create invisible hands that can manipulate objects from a distance) — Eternal Torment (the ability to trap others in a state of perpetual suffering, causing them to relive their worst experiences continuously).}

Barty Crouch Jr.

;“Stop looking at me like that, with pity on your glassy eyes — all I am to you is a tragedy, right? Stop it. Stop fucking looking at me like that. Do you hear me?”

{Born: June 5th, 1935}

{Age: 16 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: Mixed (San Marino/Monaco 🇸🇲🇲🇨) + (England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿)}

{Skin Color: Ivory}

{Eye Color: Hazel Brown}

{Height: 5’10“}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Dreamwalking (the ability to enter and influence the dreams of others) — Reality Warping (the ability to bend the fabric of reality, creating twisted versions of the world or altering perceptions) — Decay Manipulation (the ability to accelerate the aging or decay of organic matter, causing rapid deterioration).}

Regulus Arcturus Black

;“Tell me, which should I ask forgiveness for: what I am, or what I’m not? Which should I regret: what I became, or what I didn’t?”

{Born: June 25th, 1935}

{Age: 16 (as of August 17th, 1951)}

{Origin: France 🇫🇷}

{Skin Color: Alabaster}

{Eye Color: Passive Light Grey}

{Height: 6’0“}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Mind Control (the ability to dominate the thoughts and actions of others, forcing them to act against their will) — Soul Absorption (the ability to absorb the life force or soul of another being, gaining strength or abilities from them) — Corruption Aura (the ability to corrupt anything one touches — turning plants to ash, metal to rust, and infecting people’s minds with madness) — Cursed Blood (the ability of lifelong despair, death and suffering by inheritance of tainted, evil blood).}

Remus John Lupin

;“I feel like neither a child nor an adult. I am a botched, failed creature, combining the worst qualities of each. All the helplessness and dependency of a child, with the cynicism and despair of an adult. My mind is stunted, malformed. My body outgrew me and now I wield it clumsily, hitting others with my overgrown arms as I stumble over my own feet. ‘I’m sorry,’ I say, ‘But I was treated as something less than human and that is what I’ve become.’”

{Born: March 10th, 1980}

{Age: 17 (as of late spring, 1997)}

{Origin: Wales 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿}

{Skin Color: Honey Tanned}

{Eye Color: Amber}

{Height: 6’5“}

{Peculiarity: 🌀}

{Type; Mixed}

{Abilities; Feral Intuition (the ability of possessing heightened instincts and senses, allowing them to sense danger or read the emotions of those around them with acute accuracy) — Aura of Fear (the ability of exuding a presence that instills fear or unease in others) — Pack Bonding (the ability to build mental and emotional connections with other werewolves or pack members, allowing for shared thoughts and emotions — this bond strengthens their abilities when they are together) — Superstrength (the ability of superhuman strength).}

Side Characters coming soon! :))) (As well as my face claims for all characters I’ve added yet!!!!)

[eeboshmeebo]

🕰️I missed you!🕰️

Pro Hero Monoma x Reader

Short. I was sparked by a song.

@jyohan

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You snuck around, diving into darker areas and parts of the crowd that helped you blend in, your objective being the Hero Agency up in front that was blocked off with lots of people on guard, even the civilians were wary, let alone the ones wearing merchandise with stopwatches on them...

Bypassing the crowd of fans, taking the fire escape stairs up the back of the building, nodding to a sidekick and entering through the back door, you made your way closer to your goal.

The employees already knew what was going to happen, but they ignored you as you passed them by in a rush. One even sighed as you almost tripped them and hastily apologized as you kept running.

They all knew...

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...that something inevitable would happen.

And it did.

"DAAAAAAARLIIIIIING~!"

Along with that cry were the exasperated groans of Battlefist with her tean, who was visiting to do a check up on Monoma's behavior, and the rest of the sidekicks. And the defeated mumbles of the crowd outside, because the agency didn't really have great sound insulation.

"Oh! My love! I should've noticed!"

Following that was a crash, inciting the technician who just finished up repairing the computers in the PR room to twitch in irritation before an intern went to calm him down.

"Poor mister Atsu..."

"He gets a bonus for all of that, even if he has such a stressful workload. What do you think they broke this time?"

"...he's going to have a heart attack."

Poor Atsu. He looked like he was going to have a vein visibly pop out of stress.

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Meanwhile, you cuddled into your beloved's arms with the remains of a computer to the side. On the floor. Luckily, there was a very nice carpet underneath.

"I missed you so much, Nene! You didn't come back for such a long time, I was getting worried!" You protested a bit, before nuzzling your face into his suit.

"I'm sorry, my love! I had to go to a different prefecture to deal with the villain, but I'll try to make sure to let you know next time, okay?"

Neito Monoma, better known as Phantom Thief, had wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your head with an endeared smile on his face. He lifted your chin to look up at him, though he was craning his neck to look back at you.

"I promise, my little jewel."

"Promise? Then you've gotta seal that promise... with a kiss!"

You both giggled at that, sitting upright as you cupped his face with your hands.

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss onto your lips, and you kept a close hold on nis necktie-

"Dear Kami-sama."

The kiss was broken off immediately as a whispered prayer came from the technician, who had just opened the door. His eyes were locked onto the unfortunate computer and its PC, which somehow didn't land on the carpet. The computer itself was mostly fine, but the PC was... well, in short, it was a goner.

Like the technician.

He had fainted while standing up, causing an employee to call the medical department in the agency so he won't accidentally hurt himself when he fell over eventually.

"...oops."

"Hey, Awase-san? Can you remind me to schedule a raise for Atsu-san?"

Welder, or Awase, was one of the people Battlefist had brought over for the visit. He clenched a hand at the sight of the technician.

"Yeah. He deserves it, with how much stuff you guys break."

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Outside, the fans knew they had failed. There was a small challenge that if someone could stop Phantom Thief's lover, he'd finally hold a meet-and-greet with his fans. Judging by the happy voices inside, they had failed.

So, they leave in defeat, but they'll try again another day.

Oh yeah, and mister Atsu recovered. He's ranting to the nurses as they make sure he's alright.

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[dayziiducks]

Maybe we can..take up each others time 🕰️

m!crush x f!reader

desc : basically your awkward ahh crush taking you out for a study date.. ( this is very much based on when i fly towards you so credits to the show and you should defo watch it on netflix )

warnings : cursing, and uh maybe offensive to historical figures ?????

As the school bell rang i couldn't help but want to rush to pack my bags and leave. Of course i had so much excitement, (c/n) asked me out. Well, kind of. He asked me for help in history after school and how could I say no to his face ?? so he arranged a study session for us. just us. I was ecstatic, but incredibly nervous. "You’ll be fine (y/n). Remember why (c/n) asked you out in the first place. You’re and amazing person and he’s an idiot if he breaks your heart." (bf/n) reassured me. I couldn’t help but smile at her compliments. She’s been my best friend since kindergarten so hearing her say such nice things about me always hits different. "Thank you (bf/n), wish me luck !!" I said, before running off towards (c/n) who was exiting his math class.

The walk to the library was fun..we chatted about our cultures and our past experiences and it was actually pretty interesting. We reached the library and we started studying pretty much. We were studying history since we had a big test coming up. Then, "You know I saw a Raffles x Farquad fanfiction on Wattpad once?" (c/n) said casually. what the actual fuck. "what the fuck do you do in your free time (c/n) ???? IS THIS WHY YOU’RE FAILING HISTORY ??? DID YOU WRITE THAT THEY WERE DATING IN YOUR PAPER ???" I asked, completely baffled. ( this actually happened irl js not to me 😨 ) " uh. Maybe ???" (c/n) replied, smiling awkwardly. "oh my fuck (c/n) if you’re basing your history info on FANFICTION instead of our textbooks you might be beyond my help." I said half-jokingly. "Awh don’t say that (y/n) we all know how much you love me" he said with a flirtatious grin on his face. I kinda mentally freaked out at that I’m not gonna lie but if he sees that I did I’m never gonna hear the end of it. So I rolled my eyes jokingly and said "Maybe you should focus on our history lectures instead of focusing on me" Well that shut him up. (in a good way 😋)

The study session continued until about 6PM when we started to head home. I was walking out of the library when he tugged on my sleeve and I turned around to look at him. The sun was starting to set and he was looking into my eyes in a way my heart couldn’t handle. "uhh..I was wondering if you’d like me to tutor you in (subj/n). I know you said you needed help in it to (bf/n)…so I thought I could help.." he said shyly while averting his eyes. "Oh..but I don’t want to take up your time.." I said, not wanting to be a burden to him especially since he’s already failing a class. To that he replied, "well, if you tutor me in history then..maybe we can..take up each others time…?" he said awkwardly. God he’s so cute I can’t do this i’m literally gonna pass out and ascend to fuckin Celestia. "oh ! If you don’t mind then I’d love to be your study buddy" "yeah ?" he asked grinning boyishly. "yeah." I replied as we walked towards the bus stop. Study buddy…he’s not my boyfriend yet but it’s a good start. I don’t mind us taking up each others time anyway.

hii :) I hope you guys liked this cute little fanfic and I regret to tell y’all that I’m traveling soon so I won’t be able to update for 8-10 days but I will continue to update after I come back. Thanks for reading !! 😋

[megamagimugi]

Well, my dear Mugi! I hope you're ready because I'm about to send you my list of emojis... and it's not gonna be short either 🤭💖

🫀🌻🍄🪻🧠🕹️💿♟️🥊 (with and for you!) 🍁🕰️ (always platonically like the heart says) 🍬💧🌑 (I'm always here even if I take too long to answer, but I'm always willing to listen) 🐚 (of course I was gonna give it to you too!) and last but not least...

🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

Based on this ask game.

Let's see, 1, 2, 3... 16?! You broke my record and sent as many as SIXTEEN (No, sending the same emoji 88 times doesn't count, you cheater!). You really just had to one-up me, huh? Okay, I see how it is. Congrats, you won!

Jokes aside, I'm really touched, Zahra. I don't even know how to properly react to something like this. For starters, thank you!!

Boy, oh boy. So many emojis, so many feelings. Maybe I'll just comment directly on each one.

Let's see whatcha got there:

🫀- I love you in a deeply concerning platonic way <- Thank you for loving me. Love you too! Somehow you make saying these words easier than normal, even though I'm still not exactly used to saying them.

🌻- I'm proud of you <- I don't understand why, but thanks😃

🍄- you didn't deserve what happened to you <- ...Yeah, I know, or at least hope so😔 Thanks, friend.

🪻- you are so so cool and awesome oh my god <- Oh yeah😎 Haha, thank you, and so are you!

🧠 - I love hearing you talk. you should ramble to me more often <- That's a relief, because I wanna keep talking to you! But also...

I mean, private ramblings aside, your fics and headcanons are always a pleasure to read. Not to mention your lovely reblogs of my art, especially those where you dig deeper and analyze what I try to portray🥹 I love them all dearly and have, in fact, reread each one a few times.

🕹️- I wanna go to an arcade with you <- Glad you share my excitement about this, let's-a go! How about some Mario Kart, for example?

💿 - I wanna listen to music with you in a treehouse in a summer night <- Pack your suitcase, we're going over to @vulpixfairy1985's place, build a treehouse if she doesn't have one already, and doing just that for hours on end.

♟️- you, me, board games. <- You're on. Also a good treehouse activity, eh?

🥊- I'd beat someone up with you <- Then I already have one deserving candidate in mind😏 But for me? No need, my friend, but I sure appreciate your willingness to do so!

🍁 - I'm so glad you're my friend <- Aww... So am I, times 10.

🕰️- I'll love you until the end of time, dear friend. <- Oh... That's a nice sentiment, dear friend, and I appreciate the thought. But after everything I've been through and learned about people, I know better than to promise anyone forever, or take someone's word for it. If you love me like a close friend right now, then that has to be enough❤️ Oh, and don't worry, of course I know it's all strictly platonic, this entire ask game is! And I wouldn't have it any other way😉

🍬 - I'd go to a candy store with you and steal all the candy <- Mmm, candy... But why steal tho?😥 You know what, I'll just suggest the same thing I did to @bberetd. We can go at night, have fun staging it as a raid and take all the candy, but secretly leave the money for the owner to find next morning. We can even draw them a map so they can have fun treasure hunting, too😜

💧- you are an important presence in my life <- Got to keep this one in mind, thanks. And you're in mine!

🌑 - you worry me sometimes. just remember im here if you ever wanna talk about anything <3 <- Sorry for worrying you. I'm so grateful for your support, kindness and compassion though, you have no idea🫂

🐚 - our souls are linked in ways I can't put to words <- If even you, such a talented writer, can't put it to words, then there ain't no way I can🤣 No, but seriously, I'm honored and touched knowing you feel the same way. Makes me about 30% less embarrassed.

🫂 - I wanna hug you <- Same. Very much. Like actually, physically hug you. But since we can't do that, the gifs will have to suffice:

...Okay, I don't think I can add 88 gifs, but hope these are acceptable 😄

[dear-cuckoo-c0worker]

>"Hello again!"

>[It's been quite a while since this one stopped by]

-💜

"ah you again."

[chuluoyi]

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 02:33 P.M 」

based on this video. this idea has been rotting in my brain for some while :') dad gojo will always have a soft spot in my heart <3

a part of gojo's love entries

your baby’s first trip to aquarium was such a cute affair you were sure you wouldn’t forget anytime soon.

“waaa~” your baby’s eyes were gleaming with wonder as he gazed at the diverse array of colorful fishes above him, completely captivated by the view.

and your husband...

“aren’t they pretty, hmm?” satoru asked his adorable son with a grin, pecking his cheek and holding him snugly in the baby carrier against his chest, with a backpack of baby essentials strapped on his back.

he was the very vision of a domestic dad, and along with your son, who was dressed in a bear onesie, complete with two little ears, they made a really irresistible pair. even you couldn’t fault the crowd for staring at them.

“fwaa! waa~” your munchkin was squirming with joy, his tiny fingers stretching out towards the sight before him. satoru giggled, moving closer to the glass to give his baby a better view.

“look! that’s clownfish! and those wiggly flowers are anemone! and that is—”

he faltered at a fish passing in his view before deciding, “this— i don’t know, but it’s the clownfish’s friend!”

they are basically the same. your little boy and your husband, both of them clearly shared a brain cell as they happily pointed out different fishes.

“meh! hehe!” your baby babbled away, excited and incredibly happy in his father’s hold, and satoru too seemed to feel the same, as his eyes beyond that sunglasses crinkled.

“damn, my kid is so cute.”

suddenly he dived down and pretended to chew his pumpkin’s chubby cheeks, effectively making him squeal in glee.

and oh lord, the way your heart skipped a beat seeing that. it was so clear how much satoru adored your baby, and it made overwhelming warmth rush to your chest.

“he’s a good man,” an elderly lady beside you suddenly remarked, making you turn to her. “not many men do that for their kids.”

“he is…” you agreed with a shy smile.

“it’s a shame that you only have one baby,” the elderly man beside her—possibly her husband—added. “you’re still young and he is so good with them too.”

your heart swelled and would’ve already burst if it was possible. bashfully, you thanked the elderly pair as they went on their way.

and along the way, you received similar hushed comments and adoring looks—

“oh my! their baby is so cute!”

“how can such family exists?! the dad, mom, baby… all three of them are so good-looking!”

“such a hot dilf! can’t he divorce his wife and marry me instead? i’ll be his kid’s stepmother gladly!”

satoru pretended not to hear, but he clearly held back his laugh. you threw the school girl who carelessly blurted that a pointed look, making her scurry away.

and after the three of you were done walking around the aquarium, you stopped by the gift shop to get your baby his first fish pet.

your son suddenly became fussy, and satoru unclasped him from the carrier. “hmm? do you want mama?” he handed him over to you. “here, here~ mama wants to hold you too~”

as soon as your son was settled in your embrace, he giggled, and you couldn’t help but bounce him and coo. “do you have fun? you do, don’t you?”

it might not visible to others, but now satoru was staring at both of his reasons of being with literal stars in his eyes.

several years ago, he thought his life had stopped when his best friend negated his beliefs entirely, but you were there, holding his hand throughout it all. and then you married him— and then, you gave him a son to dote on.

you keep giving his life a new meaning. and he was thankful for that.

. . . meanwhile, you kept hearing whispers from a gaggle of girls in the next aisle, about how much of a dreamboat your husband in his blue shirt was and it was grating at your nerves so much that you pursed your lips into a total pout.

satoru thought you were the cutest, not even second to his baby, and he decided he wasn’t known for public decency anyway so he dived in and pecked your lips—dispelling any stray thoughts and making you flush in an instant.

“sato—!”

and before you could rebuke him, he whispered in your ear:

“so... baby number two, when?”

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

Hello, let's say one would like to court a Gallifreyan: what would be the (general) best course of action and what is best to avoid.

How should you court a Gallifreyan?

Of course! Courting a Gallifreyan can be a bit of a minefield, so here's a general overview of pointers you may find helpful:

🧠 Be intellectually stimulating: Gallifreyans have brains bigger than their egos, and they adore a good intellectual debate. Your comprehensive knowledge of 21st-century reality TV shows won't score points, but a deep dive into the existential implications of time travel might just do the trick.

🍽️ Pick the right meal: Go for refined dishes or dishes that have historical or cultural importance. Gallifreyan taste buds are finely tuned instruments: a diverse range of flavours is welcome, while a chilli pepper apocalypse is probably not.

❌ Avoid mind games: Attempting strange human customs like "hard to get" with a five-dimensional being is idiotic. Not only could most Gallifreyans find these concepts primitive and pointless, but also confusing.

🫨 Don't be overly emotional or impulsive: A lot of Gallifreyans value control and stoicism over emotions. Engaging them on an emotional level is extremely rewarding, but it can take a while to get there. Trying to do this too early can scare them off.

🙏 Be forgiving: Gallifreyans, and Time Lords especially, can be insensitive and pompous. Their sense of superiority might slip out ('Oh, you still use linear time? Quaint!'). Don't take any of this personally, or else you're in for a very short courtship.

🌍 Choose good date locations: Your date's idea of a wild night likely involves a lecture on quantum entanglement rather than a rave. Keep your date locations less Ministry of Sound and more BBC4/PBS.

🤫 Keep it quiet: Don't pick overly crowded or chaotic places to go - a bustling environment might distract their telepathic senses, turning your date into a telepathic traffic jam where they're too busy listening to what all the drivers are saying to bother listening to you.

👏 Laud their achievements: Nothing warms Gallifreyan hearts like recognition of their brilliance, so remember to nod and say, 'ooo, you're so clever!' every so often.

🤲 Show respect for Gallifreyan traditions and customs: Even if you don't fully understand them, acknowledging and appreciating their cultural heritage can go a long way.

😍 Take it slow: Many Gallifreyans don't place the same level of importance on physical intimacy that some humans do. Make sure to build a foundation of mutual consent and respect before exploring that aspect of the relationship if you require it.

🔮 Embrace Telepathy: Just as some humans might require physical intimacy, for some Gallifreyans, intimacy might involve a telepathic connection. Don't shy away from this even if it's mainly one-way traffic.

Despite all of this, remember that every Gallifreyan is unique, with their personality traits, interests, and views. Tailor your approach based on the individual you're courting.

Related:

How should you court a member of Faction Paradox/a Celesti?: Advice on dating someone from Faction Paradox/a Celesti.

How do Gallifreyans flirt?: How Gallifreyans approach flirting

Factoid: What gift would suit my Gallifreyan and their biology?

Hope that helped! 😃

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[caitlynssweetheart]

bestfriend!! Caitlyn taking care of u // headcanons

warnings: nun this is pure fluff (no mention about readers apparence or gender/pronouns)

summery: cait is ur bestfriend and she likes you a little more than that but don't know how to show it and also u have a cold

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a/n: i had a cold last week so this is a little smth that was on my mind so here ya go

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୨¡୧ first of all she would be calling you and idiot for not taking care of yourself properly

୨¡୧ "i told you not to go out in the rain, you should've listened to me" she would say over the phone, constantly. As she called you when she realized she hasn't heard from you since yesterday.

୨¡୧ and then she would come over (uninvited ofc) and her excuse would be that she wanted to lecture you about being irresponsible and she only can do that when you can see her

୨¡୧ As she goes on and on about the lecture she makes her way to the kitchen and warm up some soup and brings it to you when shes done

୨¡୧ you'd tell her you're not hungry and she'd say "i know you haven't eaten anything all day, there is no dishes in the sink" and you'd say "how are you so sure that I haven't already washed them" and she shakes her head and says "you don't do dishes usually" she says as she continues "so you definitely wouldn't when you're sick and I swear if you don't eat it ill feed you" with a serious look on her face

୨¡୧ jokingly you'd laugh and say "yeah sure feed me ju-" and before you can finish that sentence she has already taken the spoon with a bit of soup and put it in your mouth

୨¡୧ you surprised swallow the hot soup as she takes the spoon back and says "do I have to keep feeding you or will you eat by yourself now?" you'd mumble that you can eat by yourself as she gets up and says "good" and she leaves you in your room again

୨¡୧ by the time she's back you had already finished the soup, she returns with a glass of water and some medicine. as she gives the coughing medicine, she barley has any emotions showing on her face as she takes everything and puts it back in the kitchen.

୨¡୧ when you start to slowly fall asleep as she watches you, you mumble the word "baby" "how many times have I told you not to call me th-" you stop her in the middle of her sentence

୨¡୧ as you say "you take good care of me, baby thank you" she gives you a embarrassed smile as she says. "Uh yeah because we’re friends you idiot. I’d do anything for you. Now stop talking nonsense and just lie down and get some rest. I’ll look after you, ok?" you do as she says but you can't help but stare at her.

୨¡୧ "quit staring at me" "ur so pretty I can't help it" she starts to blush and gets all flustered from all the sudden attention. her tough act in scrambles within seconds as you ask her "how stupid would it be of me to kiss you right now? like on a scale from 0 to 10" you whispered and bring your hands to her neck bringing her down a bit towards you.

୨¡୧ her mind completely blanks out, her heart racing, as she is shocked from your words and also blushing "Oh gosh...I...uh...I mean...10, it would be...super stupid. Like...dumbest move ever." she says but she doesn't move as you pull her down and kiss her gently. she quickly goes from suprised to kissing you back. As you slowly pull away you say "well that was probably super stupid of me"

୨¡୧ she sits up and look at you as her heart is racing, she notice how you are smiling at her "No, I mean, it... uh..." she can't talk, she stammers over her words as she finally says "not that stupid..."

୨¡୧ she is feeling so many things at once right now but yet your smile drives everything away.

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୨¡୧ next day she woke up before you, as she remembers the day and night her face flushes red. the kiss, the name you called her. the laughing and arguing about how stupid it was for the two of you to keep kissing knowing you have a cold.

୨¡୧ she goes to your bathroom and washes her face as she comes out you were already awake "I'm just gonna make you some coffee" she says embarrassed as she walk into the kitchen and barley five minutes you hear a loud sneeze and another one after it which makes you giggle "GOD DAMN IT, YOU GOT ME SICK" you barley holding in your laugh as she keeps sneezing. she runs into the your room as you are quick to defend yourself

୨¡୧ "you can't blame me!" you say as you use the pillow behind you for protection "i cant? YES I CAN" she says almost getting on top of you "you're the one who was begging for five more minutes of kissing" you say and she looks at you completely red as she remembers "U SHOULD HAVE STOPPED ME" she says "HOW? YOU WERE ALL OVER ME" "JUS- IDK" at that point you both laughing so much that your stomach hurt.

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[dreamwatch]

🤘🏻🕰️ :D

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“…My heart is old, it holds my memories…” Matt bats his hand around blindly trying to shut the radio off. He’d decided waking to whatever monstrosity WQSK was playing in the morning was infinitely better than the shrill digital screech from his alarm clock, but some mornings he questions that decision. He’s so sick of that fucking song. 

His stomach takes a sudden flip, then another and before Matt has time to think he scrambles out of bed, pushing past his sister to get into the bathroom, and just making it before his stomach turns inside out. He kneels on the floor, arms braced across the toilet bowl, waiting for the spinning to stop. Madelaine is outside banging on the door, screeching that she’s going to be late for school, and Bentley is barking downstairs and his Dad is shouting at Bentley and— Oh shit. It worked. He’s home.

[thecreelhouse]

ALL YOUR WIPS SOUND SO INCREDIBLE IT WAS SO HARD TO CHOOSE!!!!!

🕰️ please?!?!? 🥹

GIA!!! Thank you so much omg 🥹 oh i am soooooo so so so excited to share from this fic, it’s been my heart and soul for like a year now 🥹

(I’m sharing way more than a few lines whoops lol)

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Maybe it’s selfish, but in that kind of reality, Steve would nag and beg for you to freeze time, whenever possible. Freeze it, slow it down, rewind it— anything to keep those moments fresh and lived-in. Any moment as sweet and tender as this one, one you’re completely unaware of right now, is worth reliving as much as possible.

Last night wasn’t the first time Steve had a graceless brush with death, but it was certainly the harshest. Surviving that only drilled it deeper into his head that time is fleeting, it’s never promised, and it’s nothing short of precious, especially time spent with you.

The ocean-level depths of time and everything it has to offer is vast and never-ending. At times sunshine glitters hope along the surface of its calm, glassy waters. Others, it’s plunging into an abyss of what can only feel like eternal suffering. Either way, it never lasts. Nothing lasts forever, so you might as well make the best of what’s offered within those sunny days, and hold on tight while keeping your head above water, until those storms pass.

And as you shift and mumble in your sleep, cuddling up even closer— like that was possible— Steve silently vows to never let the tides push him further from you, or let you slip away and drown.

He grasps your wrists gently, pulling your embrace tighter around him from behind. He’ll do whatever he can to anchor you here, not just to him, to everyone, everything good. Maybe in time, the two of you will find your way back to shore, look back fondly on your struggles as you immerse yourselves in a brighter, more secure future— whether as friends, or more.

If only Steve knew what awaited you both months from now.

WIP weekend ✨