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Haikyuu boys reacting to….. their girlfriend asking if their think about them worldwide (btr reference)

Characters included hinata shoyo, kita shinsuke, Yaku moriskue, kenma kozume

If you see any mistakes, no you don’t <3

I broke my four day streak yesterday and I was so annoyed but I had no ideas at all, so enjoy this mostly shitty one, :), got ideas you want. Share them. I’ll write them, hopefully

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Kita shinsuke reacts to……. His girlfriend asking to marry him 2 times and one time they are married.

Content warnings, food, unhealthy studying habit.

Characters included Kita shinsuke

As always, if you see any mistakes, no you don’t <3

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Haikyuu!! Characters react to……… their girlfriend sending them a photo of them wearing a crown because why not

Characters involved, hinata shoyo, kita shinsuke, kenma kozume and Yaku morisuke

If you see any mistakes no you don’t <3

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Gregory house reacts to………day to day messages between him and his wife.

Conrnt warnings, fainting spells, food, mentions of large breasts

Please please be kind because even though I’ve watched the show twice I struggled characterizing him properly therefore why I’ve only done two scenarios

Like all my other works if you see mistakes; no you don’t <3

These are from two different days ignore the formatting I couldn’t be bothered making it look neat and tidy

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Haikyuu characters react to……… their partner missing out on a game because of their illness (whether it’s just a common cold or a chronic illness it all fits)

Content warnings, medication is mentioned

Characters include hinata Shoyo, kita shinsuke, kenma kozume, Yaku morisuke

I apologize if they aren’t the best this is my first time ever doing text fics. If there are any mistakes……no there isn’t

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Hey everything just thought I’d quickly say something since I’ve been radio silent for a hot minute, I haven’t been posting as much as I would have preferred during this time period but my physical health has been some of the worst it’s been in a long long while and I’ve been battling a lot of personal issues but rest assured I have a few Batfam posts, haikyuu posts and some other stuff in the works for when my body decides to stop torturing me

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All of my sweet loves, my adoring people who have loved my work so far, I fear I need ideas. I have ideas don’t get me wrong but like please feel free to request, I’m not scary I promise.

I have ideas of things I’ve been slowly working on

(If you want like a list of my work in progresses, I’ll happily make that if you guys want that kind of thing)

But also like if you have ideas throw them at me I am literally the most easily swayed person when it comes to this stuff, even if like a character or show isn’t on my ‘muses’ list, ask anyway and I can tell you if I don’t do that character pr not, because a lot of things I haven’t put on there because I don’t know what characters yall want me to write about; like do you want more Batman stuff; like marvel? Different anime’s, tv series whatever whatever,

Like sure I write for myself but I also write because I’m an author (or at least working towards it) and I want to build this community that we have with my amazingly 39 followers and plus some stragglers (love yall too with my heart)

But yeah just throw shit at me, I’ll slowly be coming out with new fics soon, I have a week break after next week so I’ll have time then, plus I’m trying to be better.

I don’t really have any rules when it comes to requesting, besides like the obvious stuff, don’t be an asshole full stop; I don’t tolerate any rude behavior at all, zero tolerance

Plus if you’ve sent a similar request to another person don’t send it to me as well because that’s rude. Be as vague or as detailed as you wish, just no smut; but I think I put that somewhere earlier I don’t know;

Love yall

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I just wanted to quickly come on and say that thank you all so much that you guys took time to vote on that poll, and for all the love on all my past works, just wanted to come on and say that I’ve been swamped plus my mental health took a swan dive but I’ve slowly been getting back into writing again and I’ll be back again soon, so if you have any requests or anything feel free to leave them

Love you all <3

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Guys you are making me all cry. All this support on one silly little scenario I write in 20 minutes? I’ve never before even gotten a post over 100 likes ever, I’d celebrate even 50 because I don’t even know 50 people in real life, but almost 700 on one post?

You all have encouraged me so much and yes I’m working on so many different projects from Thomas Shelby to Sirius black and anyone in between

But I need you all to tell me what you want to see more of, do you want long fics? Short fics? Scenarios? A combination of all 3? Let me know so I can give you all what you want because without you I wouldn’t have this

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project pirate excerpt.

Three piles of cards sat between them, colourful lights refracting through the gemstones sat atop each. Crackling candles swayed in the lanterns above their heads, whispers of smoke from incense trailing the grain of the walls. Deliberating over the three piles, the three possibilities, he chose the middle pile. The glistening of the agate had caught his attention, the sharp refractions left on the table between them had shifted dramatically as she removed it from above the cards and placed it to the side. She gestured for his hand to hover over the cards, palm facing skyward as she clasped her own around it, closing her eyes as she willed for the cards beneath them to absorb his energy. A beat of silence bounced between them until she pushed his hand away slightly, collating the unchosen piles into the wooden box they had been pulled from. Whispering to herself, she arranged several of the cards, the crisp sounds of their movement entertaining the space. She gasped as she looked over them, eyes laser focused on what was in front of her.

“What? What is it?” He seemed intrigued now, wondering what she had seen. Her eyes didn’t leave the cards, an inquisitive look on her face. “The seven of cups,” she declared simply, pointing to the first card to be drawn, “with the Chariot above it, reversed, how curious,” she pointed to the respective cards, naming each from the reading. Her sight still bounced from each of the five cards between them, lip pulled between her teeth as she considered what to tell the boy opposite her. 

“Don’t tell me I’m fated to die some tragic death or something, now, Pandora,” he suddenly spoke, irked by the silence as he shallowly chuckled trying to lighten the mood. The girl’s expression remained serious as her eyes shot to him, “not exactly,” she evaded, glancing back to the cards for some sort of clarification. “I’m seeing something, but it can’t be true,” she shakes her head in disbelief, she pauses near hesitantly, “not death,” she’s quick to assure him. 

She pulls another card from the deck, six cards now splayed on the table between them. “I see… a choice to make,” her words are the most certain they’d been through the entire reading. This unnerves him. “It’ll impact the way you sail, it’ll speed you up or slow you down tremendously,” Pandora nodded to herself whilst she made the declaration “so be weary, James,” she cautions. Affirming this, she pointed to the cards, explaining each of their meanings to the boy. He nodded attentively, deliberating what he was being told. “What’s the choice going to be?” He asked suddenly. 

“Hard to say, but you’ll know it when you make it,” Pandora continues, reading over an old tome about the cards she was reading from, to confirm their meaning. Nodding affirmatively to herself, she glanced at James who was drowning in confusion. He wanted to entertain her whimsy but the vagueness of it all is what sparked suspicion from her words, but he couldn’t, something about what she had been saying had irked him. Unease wavered through the space between them, nearly weighing them both down. 

“I think we should be done here,” James pushed away from the table to stand, glancing back down at the array of cards between them as his face pinched together. “The others should be headed back to the dock, by now,” he turned, glancing out the window. “We should go,”  he nodded more so to himself, speaking to fill the tense space. Behind him, the girl quietly agreed, equally anxious about what she had seen, restacking the deck of cards. She shuffled them haphazardly in an effort to eliminate remaining energy and slid them into the wooden box she had pulled them from.

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summary: "i would go anywhere that you lead," in which the song provides insight into how the pirate!marauders would express their love both platonically and romantically.

tags: (SFW), fluff, drabble?, headcanons?, slightly canon divergent, pirate!marauders, pirate! and nonpirate!reader, ooc!marauders, gn!reader, x reader.

words: 1.6k+

discography. request.

james potter

in any universe, this man gives his entire soul to anyone he values or holds dear in his life. unquestioningly he devotes himself to his friends, and to his family. the pirate life is not an easy one. and so it's a lot harder for him to give himself so freely, he's aware of the time bomb counting down his departure from anywhere he visits. his ship is his home, not a place on land. which certainly throws a spanner in the works when he so effortlessly becomes close with someone in such a short time while the ship is docked and the crew fulfil whichever quest they might find themselves on.

james potter is easily enthralled with the person he meets, willing to neglect his obligations purely to get a second of their attention. his friends, his crew, mock him for this. yet they know better then to seriously question his motives, or his intentions, knowing that he would be the same with any of them in a second's notice ha they required something of him. his friends admire this quality about him. when it inevitably comes time for him to depart, and continue through the seas, he makes the unbroken promise to return any opportunity he gets; eager to see them again, if only for an afternoon.

if he doesn't find a romantic connection with the land dweller, james would be more willing to share their attention with the rest of the crew, rather than keeping them a quiet thing all for himself. if anything, he's eager to introduce them to his friends, wanting to share them with the rest of the important people in his life. he still makes the promise to return as often as he could. yet the goodbye is less harsh, with lower stakes, and cushioned with that of his friends, his crew, also having to bid them farewell, rather than shouldering the goodbye all on his own.

if james had found himself in the company of a fellow pirate, he becomes mistrusting at first; more so than if he had met someone on land. he's hesitant to be himself. though that curtain quickly drops the moment he becomes comfortable. within the immediate common ground found, he would jump to share strategy when facing the sea, and sharing stories of various encounters they've each had on various voyages.

to fully commit himself to another pirate, he would have to have several encounters with them, letting his guard down more and more each time. which this would ultimately end with him begging asking them to join him and his crew on his own ship, asking them to disregard their obligations to their own ship, regardless of status, to join him on his journeys. he would ignore the skeptical protests of his friends, and invite them anyways. it would take a while for him to wear them down, and for them to give in and join him; but they would eventually join his crew.

if he didn't find romance with them, he would still enjoy the sporadic encounters he'd have with them, happy to see a familiar face

sirius black

contrary to james, sirius is less likely to throw his soul into each of his connections. it took years for him to trust james and remus, and the rest of the crew, particularly after the betrayal of his brother. he's less likely to find his match, romantically, on land. on the ocassion which he had, he wouldn't as easily give himself to someone, it would take days of silent deliberation to even approach someone for something serious. however, he has no issue approaching them for short visits as they stop at various ports. as he felt himself pulled toward someone in particular, their energy more than anything, he would anxiously approach his friends.

pushing through the second guessing teasing remarks, he stands his ground in search for advice. it's unlike sirius to be so unsure of himself, usually carrying himself with a confidence that was unable to be replicated. however, his friends supported him without much pushback, letting him go at his own pace, yet painfully aware of the timer that was on whatever blossoming romance was encroaching. once he gets a taste of romance with whoever he sets his eye on, he's hooked. unable to stop thinking of them, and thinking of things to gain their attention.

if he hadn't been looking for romance, however, he would make quick work of determining their loyalty. his friendships with those on land would more so translate into two-way information services. each exchanging something for information on treasure, or enemies, or his brother. his friendships wouldn't necessarily be as unconditional as he would have outsiders believe. he would still keep them to himself, using the information to his advantage, and not wanting to jeopardise that with his friends' extroversion. he would also take any opportunity to keep tabs on regulus.

in the more likely scenario sirius had found himself enamoured with another pirate, he would be more confident in his approach. he had a better grasp in approaching someone, because of the innate common ground, he had an idea of how to grasp the situation. that doesn't mean he's more sure of himself. but he's got a better idea of how to handle it. no one would have even an inkling of a clue that he felt romantically for another pirate, on an ally ship. it would take several stops at the same places, or crossing the same seas, or finding themselves searching for the same treasure for any moves to be made, let alone his friends being privy to the information. he would be unsure of the distance at first, the uncertainty of connection, but the idea is more comforting than that of merging their crews.

similarly to lack of spark with someone on land, sirius would utilise the friendship to gain insight. he would talk strategy in the sea, as well as the goings on within the pirate world. he wouldn't hesitate to return the favour either, informing his allies and friends in the field with things of value to them. he would urge them based on their path of travel, the best course of action to make, and would be a fiercely loyal person in their corner.

remus lupin

to those who don't know remus, you wouldn't know if he fancied someone, or how he felt for anyone who wasn't in his crew. his crew was like family, and everyone else was foe. that's what he's perceived as by an outsider. but he's as steadfast as james in his affections, to those it's directed at. he doesn't hesitate to show his care to someone he wants to built a connection with. he puts his all into his friends and family, which is why it's strange to his friends when he starts to become avoidant, favouring the attention of someone who lived on land, rather than them.

eyebrows raised as the boy quietly devoted himself to someone who seemed to live almost a contrasting life to him. his motives were certainly questioned by those around him, yet were met with harsh words and defences of the person he had fallen for. at his outburst, his friends seem to back down, understanding how serious he had taken this connection. when the unavoidable goodbye approaches, it takes everything in remus not to stay, to abandon ship literally to stay with them. he never expected himself to be able to even consider building a life with someone, in his line of work, let alone being prepared to leave behind everything he'd ever known to do so.

on the contrary, if he were to meet someone, platonically, he would still devote his time to them. however, he would be less overt about it, he would keep his head on straight, and put them second to his current obligations to his friends and to his crew. his friends would question it less, with remus somehow being one of the more well verse and charismatic members of the ship, he would become enthralled with the culture and the nuance of whichever locations they visited, savouring the connection with someone who lives there.

however, if remus met someone at sea, it would take them leaving for him to realise the depth of his feelings. never being one to analyse his own emotions, not their impact on him until the last possible moment. immediately filled with regret for not acting on how he felt, he spent the time between encounters thinking of them, thinking of how to win them over, or ideally, win them back. he didn't think he would ever care for someone so deeply, let alone care so deeply for someone in the same line of work as him. it's quite confronting as he tries to navigate it, yet he refuses to confess this to his friends. instead, he surprises them one day, with the information of a significant other in his life, yet doesn't elaborate much. it doesn't take much for his friends to put together, though, as an encounter with an allied ship is filled with lingering touches and longing glances.

trust did not come easy to remus lupin; so when he meets them on another ship, with another crew, it's confusing for him when he's suddenly so drawn to them, so eager to let his guard down for them. its uncharacteristic of him to be so open. this is the first sign to everyone that something is amiss. no one outwardly questions it, but the queries hang in the air. his dynamic with them is so under wraps that no one's sure where they stand. but remus enjoys having a friendly face about as he sees them in passing, having a break from the chaos of his own crew.

this is mostly waffle, and most of the takes are the same for all of them i think.. whoops

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batboys reacting to you giving them a gift out of nowhere

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as usual if you see issues with grammar, you dont

when you came up to him with a small box that had been neaty wrapped in a matte black wrapping paper including a sparkly bow ontop of the gift he was confused for the first thing

he didnt know what to expect and suddenly he was going though all the dates in his head making sure he didnt accidently miss something but even if he somehow did alfred would have told him so for something to have avoided his and alfreds memory would have been shocking in itself

when you gave him the small box and smiling with this cute soft smile that you wore whenever you were proud of something

you usually gave that smile to him everynight when they both were laying in bed and your finger traced his scars that littered his body and he loved it, he loved you

so now he was confused why you were giving him something so out of the blue but of course he took it thanking you deeping claiming that uou never woukd have to give him something like this and that your smile and presences would always be enough for him and for him alone

so when he opened up the gift and looked inside and saw two black clufflinks with a shiny 'b' engraved into the tops of them he couldnt help but smile at them remebering how he talked about needing a new pair for the new suit he got for an upcoming gala and you did it

you were always so caring to him

when richard saw you approaching with your hands tucked behind your back with this smirk plastered on your lips he knew something was up

he eyed your appearance trying to see what you were hiding from him and he knew something was wrong.

when you showed him the medium sized box with black and blue wrapping paper a shining smile graced his face seeing it. he should've know you were up something

dick smiled at you eagerly grabbing the box knowing whatever was actually inside the box he would love and cherish until the day he could no longer cherish them

he carefully opened the wrapping whilst looking up to you watching how youd react as he knew you were always a very facial person

inside the box was something he nearly cried at, inside was a porcelain statute of his dog haley and it was painted to look exactly like her and he sowre in this moment right now he knew he had to make a collection of porcelain statutes of him and you now so that he could make a family creation and put it somewhere he would be able to see everyday

he would then have pulled you into a hug and never would want to let you go as he knew this was his forever.

now this man isnt someone who is well equated with getting gifts so this was something he didn't know how to react to when you gave him a neatly wrapped box that was coloured red and black

at first his instinctive reaction was to smile and thank you before arguing that he didint need anything special and that your love and just pure intentions with him was more than he ever though he would be deserving of him knowing you he couldn't escape this and he has escape many things in his life time before

he begrudgingly he opened the gift and low and behold was something that made he want to curl up and just sit in his feelings and seeing a handmade book and inside were 134 reasons why you loved him and why your pick him in a crowed room before anyone else

he knew you loved him, sure it was something he struggled with but he knew deep down you were gonna vanish on him but it was the small acts like this that reassured him that you werent just gonna up and leave on him

as usual timothy would usually have been found in either his room or the batcave, so when he saw you walking into his room with a red box with a yellow ribbon he was confused

he knew no important dates were today, he knew, he would always know when it came to you, he wouldnt rather you hate him than have forgotten something so important to you so when he saw this safe to say he was perplexed on why

when you gave it to him- more like shoved it into his face he knew you were up to no good so he sighed and slowly unwrapped the box and carefully looked in side and smiled rolling his eyes looking back up at you with a 'are you serious' kinda look in his eyes

instead the box was a framed photo from a newspaper of him at a interview for the latest Wayne enterprises launch and it was of him talking to a newsreporter and he had this lovesick grin and the headline read in bold 'timothy drake lovesick?!' as in that moment he was talking about you since one of the questions asked about how he balances the role at WE and being a 'regular' teen and tim mentioned his lovely partner that he adored

the look on your face had him sighing internally but he knew deep down he never would want anything but this in his life

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batboys reacting to you yapping a whole lot

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like usual if you see grammar issues, no you did not xx

bruce would be the kind of guy to listen to you talking whilst he is doing something else. he would be the kind of person who would look like he isn't paying attention but in actuality he is filing everything away into his brain for later occasions

for example if you offhandedly mention that you dropped your favourite copy of your book on the ground whilst you were reading it because you got excited by something happened or you were just clumsy and dropped it. this man would go out of his way to buy you the hardcover copy of the book along with the paperback copy of the book to both replace the one you dropped and to have one to have on decoration.

he would have everything listed down as he has always been the kind of person to know everything about everyone and that includes his perfect wife. happy wife happy life is what they say.

dick would be the kind of person who would hang onto every single syllable of every word you ever spoke

best believe this man would drop everything if it meant that he could both have you attention and to see that beautiful sparkle in your eye when you are talking about anything you find even some what passionate about. he would absolutely just stare directly at you showing you that you have his absolute undivided attention and heaven forbid anything comes up when you are mid rant he will apologise to hell and back for having to either leave or go focus on something else

this is the kind of guy who will never let you feel like you aren't being listened too. he knows what thats like and heaven forbid does he ever want you feeling that way because of something that he said or has done

he would literally stop fighting to pick up your phone calls even after you scolded him for doing so because its dangerous but he just cant help it, he loves your voice. he has literally asked you to send him voice notes all day everyday even if its just updating him that you made a coffee or tea. he will listen to them when he is away and cant sleep or just needs help calming down

this man right here, jason peter todd. he drinks your voice up. he may seem like he gets annoyed every time you go off on a spiral, but this man will get irritated if you stop talking he will stand there and be like 'keep going? i never said for you to shut up' but like he is trying to be nonchalant but man does he fucking suck at it

but dont even get me start when someone has the audacity to interrupt you as you are speaking. oh man does he glare at that man with his 6ft solid built like a brick wall ass. he will get so pissy and sometimes will even purposefully ether straight up tells them to shut up or turns his whole body away from the person just so he can full look at you

though if you get interrupted rudely and you even seem upset he will not hesitate to want to throw hands. he does not care, not one single care will be given to the person who interrupted. though he knows you hate when he gets into spats for 'no reason' he claims he has a reason but he doesn't want to make you more upset so he will shut up and take you away from the son of a bitch

with tim i reckon he could both be the kind of person who doesn't seem like he is paying attention but is or he is giving you his undivided attention

i feel like it would vary on the day. he would definitely be listening the whole time but he may look like he has zero interest in what you are taking about but really he is storing the information away from a rainy day like an anniversary or special occasions

this man would totally drop information in random conversations just because the context of the conversation even somewhat could be reminding him of you

he could be taking to someone and they mention a certain animal now suddenly tim is dropping random information about the animals and the people around tim would be confused at how he knew all that information until he finishes by saying that you told him all those facts because you fell down a rabbit hole one night and told him everything.

he does it every single time too and now people arent surpised when he starts dropping facts with this fond smile plastered on his face as he remembers the times when you rant about things that you found out

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batboys reacting to you yapping a whole lot

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like usual if you see grammar issues, no you did not xx

bruce would be the kind of guy to listen to you talking whilst he is doing something else. he would be the kind of person who would look like he isn't paying attention but in actuality he is filing everything away into his brain for later occasions

for example if you offhandedly mention that you dropped your favourite copy of your book on the ground whilst you were reading it because you got excited by something happened or you were just clumsy and dropped it. this man would go out of his way to buy you the hardcover copy of the book along with the paperback copy of the book to both replace the one you dropped and to have one to have on decoration.

he would have everything listed down as he has always been the kind of person to know everything about everyone and that includes his perfect wife. happy wife happy life is what they say.

dick would be the kind of person who would hang onto every single syllable of every word you ever spoke

best believe this man would drop everything if it meant that he could both have you attention and to see that beautiful sparkle in your eye when you are talking about anything you find even some what passionate about. he would absolutely just stare directly at you showing you that you have his absolute undivided attention and heaven forbid anything comes up when you are mid rant he will apologise to hell and back for having to either leave or go focus on something else

this is the kind of guy who will never let you feel like you aren't being listened too. he knows what thats like and heaven forbid does he ever want you feeling that way because of something that he said or has done

he would literally stop fighting to pick up your phone calls even after you scolded him for doing so because its dangerous but he just cant help it, he loves your voice. he has literally asked you to send him voice notes all day everyday even if its just updating him that you made a coffee or tea. he will listen to them when he is away and cant sleep or just needs help calming down

this man right here, jason peter todd. he drinks your voice up. he may seem like he gets annoyed every time you go off on a spiral, but this man will get irritated if you stop talking he will stand there and be like 'keep going? i never said for you to shut up' but like he is trying to be nonchalant but man does he fucking suck at it

but dont even get me start when someone has the audacity to interrupt you as you are speaking. oh man does he glare at that man with his 6ft solid built like a brick wall ass. he will get so pissy and sometimes will even purposefully ether straight up tells them to shut up or turns his whole body away from the person just so he can full look at you

though if you get interrupted rudely and you even seem upset he will not hesitate to want to throw hands. he does not care, not one single care will be given to the person who interrupted. though he knows you hate when he gets into spats for 'no reason' he claims he has a reason but he doesn't want to make you more upset so he will shut up and take you away from the son of a bitch

with tim i reckon he could both be the kind of person who doesn't seem like he is paying attention but is or he is giving you his undivided attention

i feel like it would vary on the day. he would definitely be listening the whole time but he may look like he has zero interest in what you are taking about but really he is storing the information away from a rainy day like an anniversary or special occasions

this man would totally drop information in random conversations just because the context of the conversation even somewhat could be reminding him of you

he could be taking to someone and they mention a certain animal now suddenly tim is dropping random information about the animals and the people around tim would be confused at how he knew all that information until he finishes by saying that you told him all those facts because you fell down a rabbit hole one night and told him everything.

he does it every single time too and now people arent surpised when he starts dropping facts with this fond smile plastered on his face as he remembers the times when you rant about things that you found out

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batboys celebrating Christmas

this is like a million days old but oh well enjoy xx

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fluff.

if you see grammar issues, you dont.

dick has always been someone who enjoyed the holidays. when he was a boy in Haley's circus, the whole crew would be wildly celebratory with any and all the holidays. after dick watched his parents die, he lost the spirit to do anything celebratory even if it was encouraged by Alfred. though dick always found it too hard to do anything without remembering his family

though after a while he soon went back into his spirit, after he realised that its best to keep his memories alive than let them shrivel up and die.

after he got a partner he would be thrilled if they shared the same willingness for the holiday like he did, though if he found out his partner wasn't all too into the holiday he would totally figure out the root cause as to why. if he found out that it may have been due to family issues he would soon try to replace the bad memories with ones that are filled with a more positive outlook on the holiday

he would attempt to surround his partner in compete joy and show them that the holiday was about love and understanding.

i believe he would have strong feelings for the holidays and he would want to ensure that his loved ones got the opportunities to be surrounded by pure peace

jason todd had a difficult life growing up, he understood why people may have celebrated the holiday but he never saw why he should bother himself with celebrating the holiday.

ever since his death he found a deep kind of hatred for the holiday, he never understood why he never got to experience that kind of love and comfort. he would wonder what he did in his life or past life to deserve to almost feel forgotten, to have died and to never have been brought justice.

though even after rekindling and trying to accept what had happened to him and maybe he can try to find some form of comfort in that maybe he can accept love

after getting a partner who may have a stronger adoration for Christmas he may question it, he may even lightly tease his partner for having such a strong adoration for his holiday that he has never been fond of

due to jason being a strong love type of person i personally believe that he would go out of his way to ensure that his partner felt comfortable enough to express their love for the holiday and to understand the reason as to why his partner feels so strongly.

if the reason his partner cares for the holiday so much because of love and connectedness to the people they love and care for, jason can understand that and hold respect for that reason as compared to money hungry people who may only care for the gift giving.

that being said gifting is something that i believe jason to be very good at. the reason i say this because i believe he has always been very detail orientated, which would lead him getting the most obscure present but its always something you needed and or to just make your lift easier, like for example, you either have mobility issues or just need assistant opening jars and he isn't around he bought you one of those rubber grips to open jars when he isn't around. you like reading and being comfortable he got you those odd glasses that you can wear when you're laying down but you can still see straight on with like reflective lenses. overall he is a 10/10 gift giver

i personally feel like timothy would either be into the Christmas spirit or he would treat it like an average day.

i feel like it would depend on who he is around is how he acts on that basis. i believe he would be a very comforting person to have on that day if you tend to be stressed around holidays i feel like he would take the time to learn all your tiggers and learn what makes you tick on these events and learn to make them easier and to help you feel more relax around the holidays, if its being around a large group of people that makes you tick, best believe that tim will be next to you holding your hand discreetly rubbing his thumb onto the back of your hand as a comforting way to show that he is still there

if you ever need to retreat back into one of the manor empty rooms of the manor away from people best believe he is high tailing it out of there cause he too wants to get away from the large group of people

he will sit with you in any of the rooms and just either talk, gossip or sit in silence, whatever it is that you prefer to help you calm down and avoid anything major happening.

i feel like tim would need some guidance on what to get you for these kinda events, not cause he doesn't pay attention, no not at all, but this man doesn't care about the price tag and he will go over the budget 10 times if he thinks you'll like the products.

so he will need guidance to know how much you feel comfortable receiving, cause he will literally buy it all then like stagger it so its not as overwhelming receiving like 50 gifts

overall the man just has your best interest at heart and will do whatever he can to ensure that he will make you as comfortable as he can whenever he can

[r-riri]

take me back to the night we met - Thomas Shelby x reader

divider by @firefly-graphics

word count 1,028

angst warning

the frosted air seeped into the thin building, grasping for any warmth the coat could savour. the unapologetic echoing sound of her shoes dug into the ever so slightly rotting wood. she walked into the common seating area seeing not one ounce of life, no colour or warmth precent, not since he walked out that night.

she picked up a smug glass filled a quarter way with only the finest Irish whiskey, now sat warm and untouched, like milk that children would leave out as a offering to the joyful idea of cheer and warmth.

if she listened hard enough she swore she could hear the glass laughing at her, in some fitful attempt to ease her growing pain the glass was discarded to the ground. the echoing shatter was silenced by the harsh rain that was thundering on to the small house that dared not to be called a home.

she watched the splatter of whiskey wet the floor disapproving, she scoffed at the sight hearing his voice rang though her head

"don't waste that, its expensive" tommy scolded the girl, as she screwed her nose up in disgust at the unwelcoming taste of the whiskey, already regretting the moment she requested something differing from her usual rum

"you drink this voluntarily? tommy darling no" the girl laughed as she pushed the glass to him waving henry over as he already served her the drink she frequented

the girl scoffed at the burning memory "fuck him" she muttered walking to the front door opening it and peering outside to ensure no one from that wretched family was around, though she quickly remembered what day it was

Thomas fucking Shelby's wedding day, to Grace, the girl who betrayed his trust and family times over

she looked up willing the tears to stay in place as she emptied her mailbox hurried as she ventured back inside to avoid the harsh weather, and to hide the tears soaking her once pleasantly made face

she wiped her eyes smudging any resemblance of looking pretty out the door, she picked the letters up seeing they were all from the same last name. the name that haunted her dreams and days. she couldn't run fast enough to escape that name.

you are formally invited to the joining of Thomas Shelby and Grace Burgess, please come to the address listed at 11 in the morning to see the beauty of love and compassion. you are formally invited by the groom

she ripped the letter up into pieces as she saw the familiar writing of a typewriter, though a genius was never needed to know she wrote the letter , she felt as if a scream was crawling up her throat. eyes stinging with burning hatred and betrayal but she forced herself to read the second letter

i expect you to be there y/n, its foolish the game you're playing. if you do not attend count yourself excluded from the Shelby's protection

she let out a small wail but swallowed the bulk of it 'im sorry tommy' . she wished she could have been there for him, see him dressed so beautifully, though she doubted he dressed any differently from usual, always so well evened. it was one aspect she adored of the man who could be described so negatively

the women felt her legs buckled under the weight of her emotions as she laid curled on the floor

"was i never good enough? i waited tommy, i watched my tommy disappear into the dark calculated man i swore i would still forever love" the woman clutched her eyes closed wanting to escape from the harsh reality of the love of her life getting married to a woman that was never going to be her

"take me back tommy, please just take me back to the night we met when you held me so tightly, back when war didn't plague your memories and when my heart was mended by your presence" she cried softly picturing the soft memories that grew between to two, the women never wished for a man any different that he, though he wished for better than her, better than the woman would ever give him.

little did the woman know whilst she laid on the ground, the man who owned her heart watched his side of the church fill with his family and closest people though he noticed, as always, she wasn't present. he watched polly meet his sight and shook her head discreetly, though he caught it. whilst he claimed grace will be the one who evaded him long enough and that she would be the one he was made to be with, his demeanour straightened up hiding his disappointment skilfully with years of practice

he wished she was here, maybe she would beg for him. maybe she would ruin his wedding night if only it meant that she craved him.

whilst the night went on, love went high, he knew he would forever regret the day he told her he didn't need her anymore, because even if he didn't need to rely on anyone but himself he knew deep down that she was forever his safety away from the memories of war and death, but he gave up on that. he couldn't expect her to beg for him back.

chaos followed the next few years, heartbreak rained on him as he lost over and over to the point where he though he was numb to the decision thrown at him until the day he got that letter. the damned letter than showed Thomas Shelby that he will forever feel the pain of his loss

you are hereby formally invited to the wedding of y/n l/n and Louis Windsor, please come to the address printed below for a beautiful noon wedding, you are formally invited by the bride

that very letter stabbed him though the heart in a way that he had never experienced, at that second he understood the reason she never came to his wedding.

if only he had the confidence to do the very thing he wished she would have done the day he married.

[r-riri]

Hi.

I know that it's so unlike me to post anything other than fics; but after the news that surfaced this morning (AEST) is absolutely devastating and I can't not say anything, so bare with me. I'm even more horrified at the information around the circumstances that have come out since.

Upon reading the news I have a myriad of feelings. The first one being devastation. Rather selfishly for myself as a large part of my childhood was watching the boys on X Factor and watching them flourish and change that corner of the music industry, and how we'll never get to see how it could've unfolded. And then I felt the grief and devastation for everyone close to Liam. His son, Bear, who is only seven and we need to remember that and focus on him and everyone close to him. His parents and sisters lost someone. His friends and partner lost someone.

I'm absolutely horrified at the jokes which have come out about this incident. I can't even bring myself to repeat them to discuss them. But what happened was horrible and a testament to the stigma around addiction and mental health, and how regardless of recovery they're perpetually at play. Someone died. Someone died tragically and without help. And we're making jokes? Or more concerned about a band that went on 'hiatus' years and years ago finally reuniting... or no longer being able to. We need to as a society fix our priorities when mental health is prevalent and so openly talked about.

Another thing which is okay to be and should be acknowledged is that he was an abuser. To what degree, we'll never truly know. But what isn't okay is attacking Maya for speaking out about her own experiences. And even more so, since news broke, blaming her for what happened. That's never okay. What happened in their relationship will always be unknown, and what happened to her specifically is always going to be up for debate. But to blame her for what happened to Liam is horrible. It's cruel. The timing of the events of the last week has been eerie to say the least, but to suggest foul play is horrid. Truly I cannot definitively say that we know it isn't at stake. The timing is awful and that's okay to admit.

To those hating on Directioners; Liam was an abuser in his relationship with Maya. And that can never be justified. But it's also okay for many to be confronted of the permanence of it. Liam struggled for years with addiction and relapse. He sought help for it in the past, but no one ever truly can know what someone is going through and their mental state. It's okay to mourn a version of him we once knew. The succession of information coming out has been very sudden, abrupt and confronting as Directioners grapple with recounts of who he was. It's okay to grieve someone who died, and it doesn't inherently mean that you think he was a good person. It's okay to mourn a version of Liam from our childhoods, when he himself was a child. Acknowledging his actions can coexist with mourning something tragic.

DISCLAIMER: This isn't edited or proofread; I just needed to put my thoughts out there with all of the media coverage I'm seeing.