#and I will be leaving an HOUR AND A HALF before my shift so I can circle the lot fifty times if I need to to find a decent spot

[poisoncoveredkisses]

Heaven Knows I’m miserable now🍂

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@sarcastic-cookie @herondale-lightworm @anunstablefangirl @kitsbaby123

More jeremy !!!!!!!!!!!!

I’d been hours , four long hours…it was dark outside and you were ready for bed ; settled so nicely in your bed , reading and trying…failing…to distract yourself from your ghost boyfriend who’d well…disappeared from the face of the earth. Maybe he’d moved on…? moved onto the next thing…made at peace or something…you’d hoped he hadn’t , you missed him. Rethinking everything, the way his lips felt so perfect against yours . You tried to read a book, only stopping on the same sentence two hundred and three times , Heaven knows I’m miserable now by the Smiths echoing through the dull room .

You were bored…sad and somewhat completely still confused by everything. You heard your bedroom door slowly open before a very breathless and..soaking wet Jeremy appeared.

“there she is..!”Jeremy pants out , “oh i’m so glad you’re here cause i’ve just had to fight the weirdest…” He stops , shaking himself as he laughs out , “i’m human like i’m actually breathing and stuff and i bruise and..oh my god i can actually leave this place ..”

You stare at him, leaving your bed to hug him, “missed you.”

“oh? yeah? i…uh…yeah…i missed you too but listen, baby…i just had to fight the weirdest guy over in..the underworld thing..? like he was not letting me leave but..uh i mean he did let me but-“ You cut him off , lips meeting with his as he freezes, pushing off for a moment.

“you’re warm..”

“yeah i’m alive again so i’m-…you kissed me.”

“yeah..? i missed you.”

“so are we like officially together now..since like…im human and not dead and like totally able to go on dates with you.”

You roll your eyes , pushing his head back to yours as you lead him onto the bed , his hands gripping your thighs as he leans over you, tongues dancing and lips hungrily smashing together. Your hands in his hair , he hums out occasionally; clearly dazed by everything and now the fact he was human and able to kiss his little human girlfriend without a care or a problem….well besides the problem brewing between his hips..

He lifts you a little higher, shifting himself between your thighs as he continues to kiss you , his hands wearily moving from your thighs and under your shirt causing a small hum to leave your lips…

“hm..” He stops for a moment, “i have missed this..”

“oh?” you stop, blinking at him as he hand slowly runs over your chest , your eyes half lidded as you stare at him

“i…i..not like that! i meant being a human…i wasn’t like some total manwhore…i mean this is the closest i’ve gotten to actually touching-…ill just…ill just shut up..”

You giggle at him, moving his head to rest on your chest as your fingers run through his wet hair , sighing out , “you worried me…”

“i know but trust me…i would never leave you..i chose to haunt you when i was a ghost and..i am so gonna haunt you now im alive….you’re gonna have to kill me to get me to leave ..” He smiles up at him, fingers drawing circles into your skin, eyes shining with softness and admiration once again as yours mirror his.

“i think id like it if you haunted me forever, jer…”

“yeah..?”

“mhm…”

You both settle , breathing matching as you stare at each other…mind at peace and body calm under his…you’d have this forever .

[sophrosynesworld]

The Night Shift (Pt. 5)

Part one:

"Have you accepted that scholarship offer from U.A?"

You slow the steady swing of your legs, feet dragging lightly against the ground. "About that…" you murmur, staring ahead. "I don’t think I want to be a hero."

She laughs, but there's no real warmth in it. "Good one," she scoffs, rolling her eyes as her swing comes to a stop. She glances at you, half-expecting you to crack a smile. But when you don't, her expression changes. "Wait, you're serious?"

You look away, avoiding her eyes. "Yeah. I just… I don't think I fit in with those kids at U.A. I... um... It's not me."

She stares at you for a moment, frowning. "You're really not going? You have a chance to get out of here, and you're just gonna throw it away?"

"I don’t know." You shrug, more to yourself than to her. "No one really gets out."

You sigh, leaning back in the stiff, uncomfortable office chair. For a hospital, you'd think they’d at least give their staff some decent lumbar support. You kick your feet up onto the desk, muttering under your breath as the freezing temperatures in the room try to lull you back to sleep.

You close the patient chart in front of you, wincing as you accidentally tug on your IV tubing. With another sigh, you glance at the bag hanging overhead, silently begging for the Zofran to kick in. Must be the full moon. You think. Hero's seem to be affected the same way hospitals are. Normally, you manage a few dozen critical cases a week, but over the past two shifts alone, that number has nearly tripled.

Your heart races, caffeine thrumming through your veins like a drumbeat, probably enough to drop a zebra.

Another chip crunches in your mouth, recently stolen from Haruto's lunchbox. You savor the taste of your small victory. Sure, you could’ve just bought a bag from the vending machine, but there’s nothing quite as sweet as getting under that jerk’s skin.

The image of Katsuki from this morning flickers in your mind—the way his tongue poked out when he laughed, or how he'd sometimes fall quiet, just watching you. You pretended not to notice, stealing his coffee as he smirked and pushed it toward you.

Your chest tightens at the thought of him still out there, stubborn as ever, pushing through whatever pain he’s in. A part of you hopes he’s finally getting medical attention, letting someone patch him up—

Your lips pull into a frown at the thought of someone else tending to him. Heat rushes to your face as you catch yourself imagining it—your hands running down his ches—

Inappropriate.

You sink deeper into your chair, mentally scolding yourself for thinking about a patient like that.

"Phones back up yet?" an x-ray tech in navy scrubs asks as she approaches the nurses' station. The overworked nurse, juggling several emergency radios, barely looks up.

"Do you think I’m doing this for fun?" she groans in response, making the strawberry blonde tech wrinkle her nose in frustration.

"You know, you don't have to be such a bi-"

“Thirsty?” Rina asks, tossing a paperclip in your direction stealing your attention from the cat fight in front of you. “I’m heading to the cafeteria for coffee.”

You nod, setting your chips aside and unhooking yourself from the IV, leaving the access line in place. Together, you and Rina head down the hallway, swiping your access cards a few times before finally re-entering the main building.

“I can’t wait to see my bed,” Rina sighs as she steps into the elevator. “My shift was supposed to end like five hours ago.”

“I’ve never agreed with you more,” you reply, pressing the button for the cafeteria on the third floor.

"So… are you going to tell me about him?"

You roll your eyes, trying to keep cool, but the flush rising to your cheeks gives you away. "It's not like that."

Rina smirks knowingly. "Uh-huh, sure it's not. If you're hooking up with Dynamight, I have to know."

“Oh my god!” you squeal, smacking her arm playfully. “He’s a hero, Rina! He’s not interested in me like that.”

As the elevator doors open, you both step out, still bickering. An older woman passing by gives the two of you a withering glare, clearly not in the mood for your late-night energy.

Rina snickers, shaking her head. “Please, he was totally into you.”

The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air as you step through the glass doors into the cafeteria. You join the line, continuing your conversation while waiting. A few minutes later, drinks in hand, you find a table. Just as you’re about to sit down, a familiar face joins you—Airi, holding a bottle of green juice, plops into the chair next to yours.

“Are we talking about Dynamight?” Airi asks with a sly grin, clearly having overheard.

You groan, burying your face in your hands. “Oh, great. Now you too?”

“Come on, you can’t expect us not to talk about it,” Airi teases, swirling her juice. “This kind of thing doesn’t happen every day. I’m happy for you, honestly.”

Rina leans in, her grin widening. “See? Even Airi thinks he’s into you.”

You sigh, your defenses finally crumbling under their teasing. “He took me out to breakfast this morning,” you confess, reluctantly letting them in on the secret.

Both of them squeal in unison, grabbing each other’s arms in excitement, their reactions making your face heat up even more.

“I told you!” Rina says, practically bouncing in her seat.

“Already?” Airi adds, eyes wide with disbelief.

They talk over each other in a fit of excitement, barely able to contain themselves, while you sit there grinning like an idiot. When they finally calm down, they both lean in, nudging you to keep going.

"He was… nice," you say, feeling a little shy now that you’re actually talking about it.

Airi raises an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Dynamight is not nice."

“He is!” you insist, fully aware of his infamous reputation. But then again, you’ve seen sides of him others don’t. Maybe you’re not so different, both of you hiding layers behind tough exteriors.

Airi sips her drink, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Is it good?"

You tilt your head, confused. “Is what good?”

“The sex."

You nearly choke on your coffee, coughing as heat rushes to your face. "Is that all you horndogs think about?"

“When it’s a hot pro hero and our best friend? Absolutely," Rina answers without missing a beat, causing Airi to snort.

Rina nudges you again, a playful smirk on her lips. "Next thing we know, you’ll be patching him up—maybe at his place."

You roll your eyes, trying to suppress the grin tugging at your lips. The thought isn't exactly unappealing.

Airi’s eyes light up. " I’m having a house party next weekend. You should come,” she says with a wide grin.

You give her a skeptical look. “Aren't we a little too old for that?"

“Oh, come on, it’s going to be fun! Just a few close friends, good music, drinks, and maybe a little dancing. And you,” she adds, pointing at you dramatically. “You, my dear friend, are in desperate need of a night off.”

"She'll be there!" Rina accepts on your behalf, cutting off your half assed excuse to miss.

“Bring your new boyfriend,” Airi continues, her grin widening.

You nearly choke on your coffee—again. “He’s not my—! What?!”

Rina bursts out laughing at your flustered reaction, slapping the table. “Oh my God, your face!”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you finally manage to get out, glaring at Airi. “And he’s not coming.”

“Just think about it, okay?” Airi replies.

“I don’t think showing up at a house party with a pro hero is a good idea.”

“Who said anything about showing up with a pro hero?” Airi says, winking. “I just want to meet that hot guy you’re seeing."

You feel your face heating up. The idea of bringing him to a party, introducing him as someone you’re seeing—it’s ridiculous. It’s impossible. But maybe, it’s also kind of… nice?

“It’s a party, not a press conference,” Rina adds. “People will just think you’ve finally got a social life.”

“I should get back to work.” You stand, grabbing your now empty cup. The girls groan in protest, but you get the message loud and clear.

“Seriously? You’re leaving already?” Airi pouts, crossing her arms as she leans back in her chair. “We were just getting to the good part.”

“Yeah, we’re not done teasing you about your lover,” Rina teases, making exaggerated air quotes.

You roll your eyes, trying to hide your smile. “He’s not my boyfriend, and I really do have to go. Some of us have jobs that don’t involve harassing innocent people over coffee.”

You shake your head, pushing away your running thoughts. Work first, you remind yourself. The rest of it—whatever it is—can wait.

But as you walk to the trashcan, you can’t help but smile. Because maybe, just maybe, Airi and Rina are right. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to see where this goes.

Tags: @simplyraeblue @moonfloweronmars @kalulakunundrum @froggy-crystal @msjaeger @crystalssncw @dragonscribble @gina239 @abcdefbeom

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

on the flipside what about fuckgirl reader that falls for steve? maybe billy and eddie are after her too? 🫣😳🙈

Request by anon. (I hope you like this anon, I haven't written anything like before so it's a little bit soft and sweet)

mdni.

❤️

Steve is fast asleep beside you. It's early morning and you should be tired but you've been having trouble relaxing, ever since you had that small epiphany last night.

You liked Steve. You really liked Steve. This was just meant to be incredible sex and then the two of you would move on. Maybe you'd date Billy or that cutie Eddie Munson. Your fling with Steve was meant to be no strings, just like the rest of your relationships.

There was something about Steve that made you soft and eager for more of him. You wanted to know everything there was about Steve, you wanted to wake up every morning and find him beside you and fall asleep beside him every night.

This feeling was dangerous, you had never felt it before but Steve's sweetness, his kind and loving nature had brought down all of your walls. You had fallen deeply for him.

Steve moans as he wakes up, when he catches you staring and a warm blush coats his cheeks and he pulls you close to him so you're flush against his chest. You would never get tired of this feeling.

"Hey beautiful, you aren't leaving are you? It's cold out and I'll miss my sweet girl. I'll be lonely in this bed by myself" you giggle and press a kiss to his lips.

"I have a shift soon but I don't have to leave yet" you're perfectly happy to cuddle into his chest and stay here all day if you could.

Work comes calling eventually and when you leave a sleeping Steve it's like your heart is aching at the very thought. This was ridiculous. You'd see him tonight.

But it didn't stop you missing him as soon as you left.

❤️

Billy hasn't left you alone since you started your shift at the local library, he's been bugging you for the last half hour and normally you'd flirt back with him.

But now? Now the thought of flirting with Billy turned your stomach. Steve's handsome face would flash through your mind and you ignored Billy.

All you could think about was Steve. Did he even feel the same way? This was new territory for you and it was terrifying, how could you open up about your feelings when you were scared that Steve would reject you.

"Come on babe. Let's have some fun" Billy smirks and you shake your head as you return some books to their original place.

"No, I think you should leave me alone Billy" you snap and he backs off, holding his hands up.

"What's up with you? Don't tell me you're actually faking for a pretty boy like Harrington?" He snorts and the disdain in his voice irritated you.

"So what if I am? He's amazing so you can go to hell with that stupid attitude of yours" Billy holds up his hands looking stunned.

"Whatever. I'm out of here" he storms out and your brief a sigh of relief. That relief is short lived as you realise that the feelings you have for Steve are stronger than you thought.

Maybe you really did need to tell Steve how you felt?

❤️

It's late when you head back to Steve's, you had been plucking up the courage to talk to him all day and had avoided seeing him until you knew what to say.

The perfectly planned speech you had came up with disappears as soon as you see Steve. He's poring over lessons for his kindergarten class, trying to think up fun things to do that were also educational.

He had been working as a teacher for two years now and you knew it brought him a lot of joy.

You also knew that he was serious about having a whole brood of his own and for the first time you imagine having a child of your own with Steve.

Instead of scaring you, like thoughts of the future usually did, the very idea filled you with so much longing.

Instead of your carefully thought out planning about what you're going to say to Steve, you merely take a deep breath and settle on his lap.

His arms around you felt like coming home and you knew without a doubt you wanted this for the rest of your life. "Give me two minutes babe then I'm all yours" he assured you but the next words out of your mouth had his complete attention.

"I love you Steve. It's crazy because I've never been in love until now and I understand if you don't feel the same but I just needed to say it"

The look of shock on Steve's features melts away to a blissful smile.

Steve softens. "I'm crazy about you honey, I love you too and I know this is all new for you but we'll take it slow, we're a team and we'll do things together" he strokes your cheek and the elation you feel is incredible.

Together. You liked the sound of that.

[bioshocked-astroghost]

I hate you Black Friday. I hate you overcrowded areas. I hate you extreme sales that last for one day. I hate you corporate who rakes in the money while the employees still get paid the exact same amount as any other day. I hate you customers who destroy stores just to get a few items. I hate you customers who forget how to treat someone like a fucking human being just because they’re a Black Friday retail worker. I hate you shitty backed up three hour wait time traffic. I hate you people who become so selfish and vile just because it’s Black Friday. I FUCKING HATE YOU BLACK FRIDAY

[spaghett-onaplate]

Oh I IMMENSELY fucked up this morning now I'm gonna be almost an hour late to work 😭

[altruistic-meme]

love that the last 15min im gonna be at work are break lmao im just gonna sit here for 15min and then leave

[clowningcrows]

finally got a job but i had my make my name tag and i gave them my deadname so i just got to use stickers to agonizingly place each letter of my deadname down as i’m actively getting called it and she/her the entire time

[guinevereslancelot]

oughhhh new boss hasn't even fully taken over yet but she seems so incompetent 😬

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

was at work for an extra HOUR tonight. gonna buy myself a fucking burger and read worm and NOT be productive. and I'm not even gonna feel guilty about it !!

[toytulini]

god that "morning people are an oppressive class" post annoys me in some way i cant. quite. ugh

[otter-byte]

was watching this behind the scenes video about this fancy butter business, and they talk about how they rotate people between the various workstations during the day both avoid boredom but also to (hopefully) prevent RSI. literally why is this not the fucking standard in most jobs. Get your office workers on the floor to avoid desk injuries, let packers run phone support midshift to avoid strain/exhaustion, give your customer facing workers a break by letting them break down boxes for a while (personal fave).

[waitineedaname]

teru and ritsu are friends in a lot of way but the one i've thinking about lately is how they're both mob-ologists? they both strive to get A+ in mob (spmething both normal to want and possible to achieve) they have mob study sessions where they discuss the creature that he is and write down notes for their ypcoming mob test on saturday (<-they are just going shopping together)

A GOOD GRADE IN MOB LSJDFKLDJF

all respect to teru but he absolutely cannot compete with ritsu in this respect. ritsu has known mob his whole life and lives with him. he is the premier expert in mob studies. if teru wants to get a good grade in mob, he's gonna need to get tutored by ritsu

[i-am-become-a-name]

What's your interpretation of the weird/annoyed look Five gets on his face when Tegan announces that she wants to rejoin the TARDIS at the end of Arc of Infinity? I know it was probably meant to be played for laughs, but it annoys me every time i watch that episode and i'm curious what headcanons people have about it.

My favourite thing I've read about it pointed out that the cybermen specifically used Tegan as a weakness against five, that she's what it took to manipulate him (and through no fault of either of them, Adric's death was part of those consequences.) The novelisation really goes in to the descriptions of the doctor transfixed with the blood running down Tegan's chin from her bitten lip, the building tension as the cybermen get closer and closer to killing her and he's shaking trying to hold himself back from admitting his hearts are so easy to twist, just by threatening his friends. (Does Nyssa ever leave the TARDIS when it's on the spaceship? The cybermen don't even know she exists til they come onboard do they?)

As for why he looks so annoyed? hmmm. Does anyone want someone around that constantly needles them? Really, I think pre Arc of Infinity that even though Tegan had chosen to stay, they still had that power imbalance or even just tension between them that she had not come on board willingly. So five is expecting that to be the continuing, I don't know, continuing manner between them and it hadn't been good. It had its moments (mainly in the audios) but as an arrangement it was not ideal as friends to explore the universe together, all that terrible beauty and awesome monsters.

But it doesn't continue on in that manner - oh they bicker and make faces at each other, sure, but Tegan's conscious decision to step back onto the TARDIS irons out those imbalances, removes that bitterness and the past of her aunt's death. So when he makes that wee face, it's in expectation of the previous status quo. And never let it be said that Tegan's one to do exactly what's expected of her.

Anyway I really hope this makes sense and I may add some more thoughts later but it's 1:50 am Christmas Eve and I couldn't sleep for thinking about this.

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It's 2am I'm back. I feel like there's also this uneasiness in five about tegan, that mirror that no one likes being held up to themselves. Their similarities but the starkly different ways they express them must be exhausting to five. and here she is back again. To push and prod and challenge and be brashly beautifully glorious. wait. that last bit was the two am shipper coming out. Anyway they draw strength and resolve and anger from each other and Tegan was vital to five, from his first moments till his very last.

[bunnyb34r]

Gonna put this under a read more bc it's reeeaaaaally long but heres why I was glad my therapy was today

Okay so today at work I was the ONLY one working in clothing ([relative coworker] was in another area, one coworker was out on leave, and the other has the day off) so I'm doing my section like usual, it's not bad today so I put out the stupid boots and slippers first to clear a pallet. Okay good now the endcaps (which were a MESS). Then I went around the table clockwise to get to the champion table which is hell.

Working on that and it's like 6am when I reach the last stretch before I was gonna recover better (I did a basic job before and I was gonna make it look NICE after everything was out)

So NewBossMan aka BaldBastard comes by and he says to me "hey I need you to stop what you're doing and go do basics, BEFORE you start that"

"Fuck you do it yourself okay yeah."

"Yeah you guys gotta stop this habit of only working in one area." *walks off likely to go polish his bald head with the zamboini*

Well the thing is... that I WASN'T just starting a task I was in the middle of it and was getting a box to stock shit out, and I WAS LITERALLY THE ONLY ONE THERE! Don't fucking act like me working on a near perfect table was me working on a table that didnt need it WHEN IT TOOK ME 2 HOURS TO DO THIS AND THE SHOES!

And like I'm only there til 8am, I'm the ONLY one in clothing til then, and I had 2 more pallets to do, so basics could have waited til 8am. I would have told [relative coworker] to tell one of the girls after me to zone basics before I left for the day you stupid piece of shit. and the kicker... basics wasnt even that fucking bad! It looked normal, it's looked WORSE! You did not have to make me stop what I was doing for that.

And this isnt the first time he made me stop what I was doing and go do basics (it's the third) like just bc I'm the first person you see doesnt mean I have to do everything fucker. You can tell me and I'll tell one of the girls to do it! (Like the one who literally stands around watching tv on her phone... or the one who comes in at 8 who stands around doing NOTHING unless you specifically tell her to do it) but bc I'm the first person you see and you constantly see my in this area doesnt mean I'm not doing anything else

And what REALLY made me mad was that the past idk 2 or 3 weeks my section manager has been complimenting me on how well childrens looks (and how he hasnt seen it look that good in a long time) AND another manager not in our area used MY table to show how everything needs to be high and level. like you're damn right it looks good and you know why?? BC IM GOOD AT WHAT I DO

We all have our own section that we typically go to. Transphobic Coworker usually does mens, BadBack Coworker usually does womens, I do children's and [relative coworker] does sporting attire and whatever else is needed

Like everyone knows not to bother with my area bc I will get it looking perfect before I leave. EVERYONE! and I didnt choose that one bc its easiest, its actually the HARDEST and most dreaded and I only picked it bc when I started no one else would touch it so i did to be productive and out of the way!

Fucker I've been working in that area 2x as long as you've been manager here. You didn't see how bad it was. So get off my ass Mr Clean looking ass

Anyway I was so pissed that i considered putting in my 2 weeks tbh like oh okay so my work isnt appreciated here cool cool great fuck you I'll go work at McDonalds for $3 more bitch

I didnt bc of [relative coworker] and I do like my job for the most part and I take fucking pride in my work

[geodetojoy]

DAMMIT CHARLIE WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS UPLOAD WHEN I WORK

[spaghett-onaplate]

made a scary phone call and now i have a great day lined up