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ambassadorarlert · 8 months

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a compilation of some of my personal armin head canons. lmk if i should do another. this is kinda long, sorry not sorry. <33 NSFW 18+ ONLY MDNI

scorpio sun, virgo moon, capricorn rising.

- sun in scorpio: emotional and compassionate / intense and mysterious

- moon in virgo: service minded and shy / analytical and judgmental

- rising in capricorn: loyal and ambitious / unfulfillment and drudgerous

armin is the sweetest person to exist ever

- treats you the way he wants to be treated and more than you ever thought you could ever deserve.

- would rather die first than to hurt your feelings

- and when he does it’s never on purpose and it’s always sorry for it and will try to make up anyway he can

- always goes out of his way to make things easier for you

- his love languages are acts of service, physical touch, and quality time

- if your space is kinda messy he’ll do his best to reorganize and clean up for you

- needs to live in your skin. hugs often. holds your hand any chance he can. plays with your hair. lays in your lap. touchy touchy touchy

- date nights ever weekend, or every other weekend. tries to go somewhere nice and do something grand once in a while.

- he’s too embarrassed for full fledged PDA, but chaste kissing and holding hands is okay.

neurodivergent

- might be on the spectrum. you kinda gotta squint.

- has some kind of sleep disorder like insomnia or parasomnia.

- prone to nightmares

- also has depression, ptsd, anxiety

- does not take medication, like an antidepressant, even though he should

- he tries not to lay around too much when he’s around you or staying at your place, but when he’s alone in his own home he can stay in bed for literal days.

- his grandfather is getting older and his parents died when he was young so he has looming anxiety of death and losing people he loves.

- also has separation anxiety. he’s like one of those howling cats when their owner leaves for work.

- is kind of a picky eater. goes out and orders either alfredo pasta or chicken tenders.

- will stay up rlly rlly late until he can’t stand it

- drools in his sleep so if he’s laying on you, there’s a little wet spot lmao gross

anxious attachment style

- you remind him every single day that you love him, that he’s the only one for you, and that you’re happy in your relationship

- but he just can’t help not feeling adequate and good enough so sometimes his insecurities bleed out into other things.

- it gives him peace of mind that your location is on and he can see where you are.

- he goes through your following almost every day to see if anything has changed.

- will sometimes ask “do you know this guy?” when he sees you’ve gotten a new follower or if someone leaves a comment on one of your pics.

- super cyber stalker. if somebody leaves a nasty comment he can find their full name, place of employment, where they went to school, and their grandma’s facebook.

- he definitely screenshots the ugly stuff and sends it to their family. and says “this is how your offspring talks to people online” and that he “doesn’t appreciate you being treated this way.”

- other ppl would think he’s doing too much and sometimes it is but you know and understand him better than most people ever would.

- goes through your stuff when you’re not there

- he’s not looking for anything in particular, he just likes looking through things and seeing what you have

- smells everything. lotions and body washes. perfumes and hair products. reads the ingredients in your skin care. doesn’t know what any of it does.

- wears your house robe when you’re not there either. walks through the halls like a student at hogwarts.

cares for your animals when you’re gone or need help

- befriends whatever pet you have.

- your aloof and distant cat adores him and crawls in his lap.

- your dog follows him in every room and waits for him outside the bathroom. he cannot escape.

- if the litter box needs to be cleaned, he’ll do it.

- he’ll walk your dog and pick up your yard. might try to teach your dog a few new things.

- he’ll feed whatever you got in your cages or tank and refills all bowls and water

- gives them extra treats and snacks just because

passionate and sensual

- sex isn’t just sex for him. it’s like another way to connect emotionally with one another and be completely vulnerable and experiment with things.

- always has his mind in the gutter and is always down to jump your bones. or have you jump his bones.

- is a switch, equally enjoys being dominant and submissive.

- when he’s being dominant he wants to consume every piece of you. he kisses you everywhere, touches you everywhere, reminds you that you’re his and no one else’s.

- whispers to you about how good you feel around him. how tight you are. he loves the way you sound. he wants to stuff you full of his cock. likes to bend you over and watch how wet you get and watches his cum dripping out of you.

- wants to breed you so bad but alas. birth control.

- tries to convince you to get off of it. that you don’t need it and whatever happens, happens, and that he can support you.

- when he’s submissive, he whines and mews. he’s begging for more, harder, faster, uses his manners and says please and thank you like a good boy <33

- he turns you down most of the time when you wanna suck his dick, but he can never get enough of eating you out.

- his favorite positions are prone bone, doggy, missionary ofc, and when you ride him

- once he’s in sub-space there’s no coming out of it until he cums.

- his bookmarks on twitter is literally all porn, and he likes some weird stuff.

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gildeddlily · 1 year

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I don't want Gojo suffering more and more for Geto's deflection, thinking ab their youth, I want their youth.

I just want Suguru with pierced ears and long hair meeting unhappy with his pathetic and lonely life Satoru Gojo. I want Gojo to be flabbergasted by Geto, and hate him for a bit, and fell in love with him after another bit.

I want Satoru-fell-first and Suguru-fell-harder.

I want Satoru being alone in the world, isolated by weak people who worshipped him and then finally meeting his equal, Suguru not understanding how much he matters to Satoru until he gets injured and Satoru's miserable and like "how can I be the strongest now that I've know this thanks to you" and Suguru's like "you can have both dw".

I want Satoru calling themselves the strongest in public for the first time, Suguru not believing him in his self-deprecating mind, ppl underestimating him bc of his origins and Satoru "think I'd have someone unworthy at my side? he's ten times what you are" and Suguru crying and Satoru being like "...what am I supposed to do"

I want Suguru comforting him when the Six Eyes overwhelm him.

I want Satoru discovering music and books, going to festivals and living thanks to Suguru, him meeting Suguru's family and watching films with him in his childhood room.

I want drunk Suguru flirting with Satoru, Satoru absolutely loving it but rejecting him cause the faintest smell of alcohol disgusts him.

I want sixteen Satoru realising his feelings and his latent homosexuality and being like "oh thank god I'll never have to marry some girl to have an heir.

wait what does it mean Suguru is-" and having gay panics over it.

I want him talking with Yaga, Yaga being miserable and saying things like "it's not something accepted" and Satoru being like "do I look like I care. do yk how yk, sex works for two g-" "SHUT UP"

I want him talking to Suguru ab it and out-since-twelve-Suguru being like "dw Satoru that's normal", and Satoru shouting out of the blue "make out with me"

I want existential crisis, and a lot of kissing, and comfort, and making out for the first time after killing a grade one curse together, and crying after fighting and giving each other gifts.

them being young, stupid and in love

(the plot of my next ff ofc)

#satosugu #gojo satoru #geto suguru #young geto suguru #young gojo satoru #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk manga #the three things we need #gay thoughts #gay actions #gay people #ao3 author

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peach-and-bugs · 1 year

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🧡Vanessa "Van" Palmer SFW Alphabet🧡

🧡Read the NSFW Alphabet here!🧡

Fanfiction master list

disclaimer: don't repost my work. I only post on Tumblr and on Ao3. anything else is stolen and should be removed immediately

Warnings: All clean! some mild angst maybe, but other than that nothing to worry about

Word Count: 2,166

A/N: Well, yall have asked and you shall receive! I know ppl are dying for the NSFW alphabet, and I'll be posting that tomorrow, so for now have some nice fully headcanons for our favorite redhead. As always, feel free to leave questions or comments in my comments or ask box, and happy reading!🧡

Vanessa "Van" Palmer Tag List: @blairfox04 @kyleeservopoulos

Yellowjackets Tag List: @frasersgf @minimickzy

General Tag List: @summergeezburr

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Van is all about physical touch and quality time. She just wants you in the same room as her and with a hand on you. You can be doing something completely separate from her, she doesn’t mind just as long as she’s got you close by.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

I could see you being distant friends in high school, maybe even a friend of a friend situation, and then reconnecting on accident years later when she opened up her store. As a friend, she’s relaxed and joking almost all the time. But if she understands it’s a situation she needs to be serious about she’s a great listener and she gives the best advice. She is there for whatever you need, whether it’s a shoulder to lean on or a listening ear

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

She enjoys physical affection, but she doesn’t often initiate cuddles. Ite more like she’ll pat the space beside her, gesturing for you to lean into her side so she can wrap her arm around your shoulders or your middle. She likes pressing her cheek to your forehead and kissing your hairline. She's always holding you in some way, even if it's as little as linking your pinkies together or slipping her hand in your back pocket

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

She’s already living a pretty domestic life on her own, so I think in a relationship she’d be more than happy to settle. She lives in what I like to call a state of organized chaos (much like myself) where to the untrained eye her home and the back room of her shop look a mess but it all makes perfect sense in her head. A clean home might have to be a compromise you'd have to work through together if that's something you want

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

She’d have to give it a lot of thought. But at the moment, she’d be really serious about it. She’d offer you any comfort or explanation she could, explaining her feelings, wants, and needs and what brought her to that conclusion and yes she’d show remorse, but it wouldn’t be till she’s home when she’s finally all alone that she breaks down and feels her feelings. She’d break open a bottle of whatever she’d got and just go to town

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quickly would they want to get married?)

Van feels like a causal committed to me. Yeah, maybe she’d be willing to tie the knot, but she wouldn’t wanna make a huge deal out of it. She’d be fine with calling you her wife/partner with or without a piece of paper saying it. She’d be completely content exchanging rings on your couch and calling it a day. But she would use every opportunity to gush about you as her wife/partner. She just loved the title so much more than “girlfriend”. At her age, it feels childish

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Despite her rough exterior/demeanor at first glance, especially with those nasty scars, she’s softer than a teddy bear. Every physical action from her holds a worm tenderness behind it, no matter what kind of aggression might also linger behind. She knows just how you like to be touched, both physically and emotionally and she’s always eager to satisfy

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

She loves hugs. Van’s the type to spread her arms wide, waiting for her hug from you because it’s just become part of her routine. She’s kinda like a “weres my hug?” guy just not in a weird, mildly creepy way at all. She loves hugging you from behind, her arms wrapped around your soldiers so she can kiss your neck and feel your hands grab her wrapped arms. Hef favorite thing is when you lean back into her or you kiss her hands

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Probably not very fast. She seems like the type to wait till you say it first. Not because she doesn't feel it, but because she doesn’t want to misread what you’re feeling and make things awkward. But when she does say it, it’s excruciatingly causal. Like she just lets it slip out over coffee or she writes in on a piece of paper she’s giving you that pertains to something completely irrelevant to her confession

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

She gets mildly possessive, though she hates admitting it to the point of flat-out denying she acts that way at all. If and when she gets jealous though, she’s rather mopey about it rather than angry or aggressive. It’s like if someone flirts with you at a bar/party, she’s not gonna punch them in the face for it because she doesn't have the right to do that. It’s more like a shot at her ego more than anything and you’ll find her pouting in a corner with her drink over it. Honestly, it’s kinda cute

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Van’s favorite place to kiss is the spot right between you’re eyebrows, your scalp, the corner of your mouth, and your fingertips, no questions asked. Do I have a reason? No. but I'm ginger and that's where I like to kiss, so I'm assuming it's genetic

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

There is no way in hell that she’s having her kids but she’s the epitome of the beer aunt. In a perfect world she’d 100% throw summer cookouts in her backyard with a ton of her friend's kids running around playing in a kiddy pool she set up throwing water balloons and playing with squirt guns, and when one of them accidentally throws a balloon at her, she’d pretend to be angry, hand you the spatula to man the grill and join in with a laughing roar that would make all the kids scream in joyous fear. Long story short, she’d she’s great with kids

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings are almost always pretty leisurely. She’s in complete control of her store, so it runs on her hours, but she’s always on her routine. If you’re more of a slow waker or rather not an early riser she’s guaranteed to be up before you but not without a kiss behind your ear and an affectionate pat on your hip as she leaves you, letting you know that she’d gotta get going and opening the store up.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Van is keen on having a beer and watching a few episodes of an old sitcom with you after dinner and before bed. She doesn’t realize it, but she talks through every episode, telling you little tidbits about the episodes themselves or about the actors on screen. You'll never have the heart to tell her she’s talking through the episode because she hates it when other people do it. Like, she’ll loudly tell people to shut up in a movie theater. But she only does it because she genuinely doesn't notice

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Van is very serious about her privacy, specifically when it comes to what happened after the crash. She made it very clear that wasn’t something she wanted to talk about it and that's something you’d need to respect. Over time youve learned little bits here and there and made your inferences to fill in the blanks, but you never outright asked. Everything else about her is an open book but it always comes up naturally when she’s reminded of it. You’ll never know everything about Van because often she doesn’t remember everything

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

You know she can be easily angered, but she’s worked hard to keep her anger in check. This is due both to her experience in the wilderness and the rage that harbored in her as well as her upbringing with her mother, which is a whole other story. She’s huge on needing communication and in the event you argue, she takes the time to tell you she needs a break and takes a step away. She always comes back when her anger has subsided and she’s ready to talk

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or forget everything?)

Van's memory is like a steal trap. She remembers everything you tell her, but she doesn’t let you know that she remembers. You’ll mention your favorite flowers once, and then everything she gifts you has some reference to said flower in it. She even draws cards for you with those flowers decorating the border. She loves the little details and finds it important to remember them

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

She loves reminiscing on when she first started noticing your attempts to understand her better. She’d gotten frustrated with something at work and was beginning to get upset with it till you casually swooped in and suggested turning on Doogie Howser while you made her something warm to drink. She was honestly impressed you knew Doogie Howser in the first place

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

She’s very protective. Any customer gives you too much mouth and their out for good. And if some guy tries giving you a piece of his mind in a bar, you know for an act you’ll be paying to get her out of lockup. But, she does find it very attractive when you hold your own, or you stick up for her. That's not a requirement though. She’d much prefer having you clean her wounds than vice versa. She probably wouldn’t even know where to start if you got hurt

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, and everyday tasks?)

Van’s a gentleman. She’s going to treat her woman/person how they should be treated, and that’s with more grace than she can offer. She much prefers nights in with your favorite takeout, but if you want a night on the town, that’s what she’ll give you, to the best of her ability. We all know our girl isn’t made of money after all, but she does her best that's for sure.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

She’s a chronic picker. She’s always got some nasty gash that's bleeding or scared over because she can’t leave alone. You’ve even gone as far as threatening to put acrylic nails on her to get it to stop

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

She’s not all that concerned. Of course, she wants you to find her attractive, but she’d hope that you find her naturally attractive initially. She’s not into makeup r anything like that. The only time she ever wears it is when you put it on her, and trust me, she complains the whole time so it doesn't happen that often

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

In some aspects, yes. But with enough time, she would be able to move on, sad as that may sound. She’s used to people moving on from her, so she’s learned. But she’s never looking to lose you. She’ll fight to have you, but if you aren't happy she’d not going to hold you hostage. You have as much free will in your relationship as she does and she’ll always respect your wishes

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

She’s not vegetarian by any means, but she’s extremely selective with what meat she does eat. She’ll only eat what she prepares and only buys from a local butcher she’s friends with

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like in general or in a partner?)

Pretty basic one, but she can’t stand modern tech. All the texting and Snapchatting ans Instagraming? She’s never been a fan, not even with the tech she had growing up. She’d live solely with a flip phone that she’d barely use if you let her.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

She’s always got a hand on you. You don’t know why, but you’ve never minded it

#fanfiction requests #◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ kay's at it again♡#fic request #yellowjackets fanfic #yellowjackets #yellowjackets x reader #vanessa palmer #van palmer #van palmer x reader #vanessa palmer x reader #character alphabet #character headcanons

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unclewaynemunson · 1 year

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hi i just found your blog and i’m in love with ur writing<3 imma stalk it, if that’s ok!! also, saw ppl can send writing ideas (u don’t have to do this it’s just something i like reading lol) and i see lots of angsty fics where steve is the one that fucks up and has to apologize but I also think eddie could fuck up too - so if you could right something angsty (with a happy ending obv lol i’m not made of stone) where eddie fucks up and has to figure out how to apologize to steve :) but like i said no pressure if it’s not something you want to do <333

keep up with your writing, it’s beautiful <33

Ohmygod this is such a lovely message, thank you so much <333 Seriously this really means sooo much! I hope you're having a good day, lots of love!

And YESSS i love this prompt! I started writing something and it completely got away from me so now it's getting waaayyy longer than i planned it to be, whoops. I'll give you the first part already and I hope to have the second (longer) part ready soon.

(also, i wrote this post a while ago which also has angst and eddie being kind of a dick so you might like that one, too)

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'Do you know what day it is tomorrow?'

They're on Eddie's bed together, the two of them, not doing much – or rather, Steve's not doing much. Eddie, however, is tirelessly scribbling down ideas in his notepad to prepare for the next Hellfire meeting.

He looks up from his notes to look at Steve in disbelief, wondering if he's for real with that question.

'Friday,' he answers in the most scathing tone he can muster.

'C'mon Eddie, don't be a dick,' says Steve, but a small smile is playing around his lips. 'Can I take you out tomorrow night?'

'I have band practice on Fridays. You know that.'

'Yeah, but I talked to the guys. They're okay with skipping it one time.'

'Dude, I'm not gonna miss my band practice for fucking Valentine's Day.'

Steve frowns. 'You don't have to say it like it's a gross word, you know.'

'But it is a gross word, Stevie!' Eddie exclaims dramatically. 'Come on, you know just as well as I do that it's not for people like us.'

'Seriously?'

Eddie doesn't understand why Steve is acting so surprised. Honestly, what did he expect from dating a non-conformist queer metalhead, exactly?

'It's not even about romance, man! It's a conspiracy of the big corporations so they can capitalize off their ridiculous made-up heterosexual ideas of what relationships should be like. Nothing romantic about it, it's all bullshit.'

Something shifts in Steve's gaze. 'It's all bullshit?' he repeats, eyebrows arched into a frown.

There's something in his tone and in his pose, his arms crossed in front of his chest, like he's challenging Eddie, that makes Eddie feel like he can only double down on this now.

'Yeah. Complete bullshit.'

'Okay.' Steve nods, opens his mouth, then closes it again – seems to swallow his own words, before he continues: 'Okay, good to know. I won't keep you away from your band practice, then. Um, you know what, I should be heading home now.'

'I thought you were staying here for the night?'

'No, I changed my mind.' Steve doesn't look him quite in his eyes. 'I think I just wanna be alone. Get a good night's sleep.'

Eddie squints at Steve as he gets up from his lazy position on the bed to grab his shoes.

'Are you angry?'

'No, I'm just – you're probably right, I don't know why I even thought – never mind.'

But Eddie can't see Steve's face as he's ducked down to tie his shoelaces, and his voice sounds oddly strained. Steve leaves Eddie's room without so much as a kiss on Eddie's cheek and only stops in the living room to say goodbye to Wayne before he heads out into the cold evening.

'You and Steve okay?' Wayne asks after the sound of Steve's car has faded away. Eddie is still standing in the middle of the living room, trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

'I... don't know,' he answers his uncle's question. 'He was being all weird about fucking Valentine's Day, can you believe that?' He lets himself fall onto the couch. 'What about this –' he makes a vague gesture at both himself and the room around them – 'could have ever given him the idea that I'd care about Valentine's Day?' It's impossible for him to keep the disgust out of his voice.

Wayne sighs. 'And did it ever occur to you that maybe he cares 'bout Valentine's Day?'

Eddie scoffs. 'Of course he doesn't care about Valentine's Day, he's –' Shit. The horrifying realization dawns over him and it makes so much sense that he wonders how he didn't see it right away. How could he have been so stupid? Of course Steve Harrington cares about Valentine's Day. And he probably planned some big romantic surprise date for Eddie and all Eddie said was that it was bullshit.

He groans and lets himself fall further into the worn-out couch cushions.

'That's what I thought,' Wayne comments dryly.

'Shit! Shit, shit, shit, I fucked up so bad, Wayne! How could I have known?! He's a fucking badass, I didn't think – Ah, damnit, I'm such an idiot!'

'Badass or not, if you didn't wanna be with some hopeless romantic, you been lookin' in the wrong place, boy,' Wayne says.

Eddie lifts his head up to take a look at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall. It's almost eleven thirty. That leaves him with about eight hours until Steve wakes up on his own in that big empty house, on Valentine's Day, ready to start his day feeling completely miserable. It's time to switch into all-nighter mode.

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(Update: read pt2 here)

#i feel like i didn't really deliver on the angst because you KNOW this is gonna be fluffy af #so sorry about that :(#but i hope you still like it maybe i'll try something more angsty later #writing so much christmas shit this month but here we are with a valentine's theme somehow #idk how i ended up with that honestly #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #fruity ficlet #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson

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ethtyn · 1 year

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ll2 liveblog: etho's pov

love the way he just throws us into the action with "you have 24 hours to live, good luck," everybody scatters. you're so right king the rest of the rules are totally unnecessary <3

fucking. then he makes skizz explain the rules. girlboss behaviour tbh (LOVE that we get the boogeyman back !!!!!!)

"(keeping all of the moss) is what i wanted to do too, but i didn't want to get blamed for it, is pretty much what it boils down to" me as fuck. also, second of the three G's (gatekeep).

MARTYN ASKING WHAT THEIR IDEAL FINAL MEAL WOULD BE AND SKIZZ'S ACCIDENTAL PAUSE AFTER "MY WIFE"

pLEASE THERE'S SO MUCH MARTYN IN THIS EPISODE ALREADY. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD IF THEY DON'T TEAM

like. look at them.

PLEASE PEOPLE STILL THINK ETHO HAS A BOOGEYMAN TEXT DELAY 😭😭😭 aaaaand that makes all three Gs, LET'S HEAR IT FOR GASLIGHT.

i know it's like asking a fish to breathe normal air but Etho please i am trying to manifest a Martho (Etyn?) team up PLEASE stop making him think you're boogeying 😖😖

(i'm five minutes into the episode btw aren't u so glad i haven't been doing individual posts this whole time)

NAURRRRRR NOT SKIZZ ALREADY 😭😭😭 Grian's "i see the rules don't apply to you?" lmfao

BRO ANOTHER BOOGEY IN 7 MINUTES OF VIDEO? please. my heart

HELLO?????? SKIZZ AGAIN???????? SKIZZ STOP BEING ALONE I'M BEGGING YOU DUDE

WAIT i didn't even realize this breaks timmy's curse, at least for first green death of the server. n*ce

Scar with the fall damage 💀 ppl are dropping like flies LOL

bro the fact that Etho's stuck with Martyn this long. i am going to THROW UP. pleasepleasepleasepleasePLEASEPLEASEPLEASE...

"i'll give you some wood as a...as a reward" ayo ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

it's actually really interesting seeing exactly how much video is being cut out. we're 11 minutes into the video but 30 minutes have already gone by in the session. i don't remember exactly but aren't sessions 2-3 hours? cutting that down to 44 minutes is fuckin impressive in that case actually

"okay so we've proven that none of us are the boogeyman right now" HAVE WE GRIAN?? because i heard Tango super unconvincingly say he wasn't and NO ONE ELSE.

"did you flinch? did that freak you out?" you little freak. i love you and am kissing you on the mouth

KCMXKFKD Grian buying Etho's loyalty with a diamond sword..."i will serve you however you wish"...GRITHO ENJOYERS WINNING

I'M CRYING i paused to write that last point and then IMMEDIATELY upon unpausing Grian's like "good, now kill Martyn 😈" and Etho's like. "actually? 🤔 Martyn wya 👀" STOP IT. STOP KILLING MY MARTHO DREAMS.

aaaaand they left him in the Nether. i hate it here OTL

i was so focused on Skizz whispering sweet nothings into Etho's ear (giving him a lovely compliment) that i didn't even notice Jimmy and Joel dying in lava until Martyn asked if it was a boogey kill LMFAO helpppp

WAIT STOP. EVERYBODY SHUT UP.

"CAN'T BELIEVE YOU REPLACED ME WITH A COW, ETHO"

"HE KEEPS ME COMPANY AT LEAST"

I HATE THEM.

"oh, so you're gonna make a boat with a new friend, hey Joel?" [Bdubs voice] ETHO STOP IT.

Jimmy's "sorry Rancher 🥺" after Joel kills the cow 🥴🥴🥴

wait where tf is the enchanter this season? did Grian finally get a clue and use spawn protection if they did a single enchanter again?

hello again Martyn 👀

"can i buy your silence about this spot." "i guess so. you got any diamonds?" "how 'bout wood, you want some wood?" Etho stop trying to give Martyn your wood 😩

oh RIP Cleo, they really are playing on hard mode from the first episode this season

Scarcledubs teamup? 👀👀👀

the way Etho looks at Bdubs after he says the breed stock comment. the dismissive "i'm not interested". i need to lie down (is already lying down)

THE WAY HE INSTANTLY TRIES TO YOINK BDUBS WHEN CLEO ASKS IF HE HAS ROOM ON HIS TEAM (she is so Tired lmaoooo)

I JUST REALIZED THERE'S NO REN THIS SEASON....DEVASTATING

i am so sorry 👇🏻

"do you wanna be our dad?" "...i don't think i could handle it."

👆🏻 sorry again.

this bit is going weirder places than i just took it tbqh

Etho confirmed not 43 (yet)

Pearl & BigB teamup??? also Pearl double-fisting diamond hoes on the serial killer server is objectively so funny

Etho sowing discord and distrust wherever he goes my beloved <3

HELLO AGAIN MARTYN...BELOVED...PLEASE STAY. look Etho is even setting up by himself... there's room for you too...

SKIZZ AGAIN I'M FUCKING LAUGHINGGGGGG (also RIP impulse)

"got me...got me excited" ETHO I AM BEGGING YOU.

Martyn accidentally killing their last cow with the fucking lava bucket 😭😭 you can tell he's genuinely sorry too JFNFJCKFKF

SOMEONE DROPPING A FUCKING LIT BLOCK OF TNT DOWN A HOLE AND PRAYING IS SO FUCKING FUNNY. no way that was a Martyn boogey attempt he's so much more calculated than that?????

it's so endearing to me that Etho's first instinct is to call people by a nickname out of their usernames (that isn't what everyone else calls them) unless they're a closer friend (Littlewood, Skizzle, etc). also RIP BigB (it was Martyn, turns out 😩)

this whole negotiation with Cleo. "Cleo let me steal your cows 🥺" "no." "🙄🙄🙄🙄 FIIIIIIIIINE" god the POUT. obsessed. also SO proud of him for getting over his fear of Cleo one attempt at stealing her cows at a time <3

i haven't watched Martyn's POV yet but if he fucking fell down one of Etho's holes to his death i am going to CACKLE WILDLY especially considering Etho made a comment about it TO HIM (i think) earlier in the session. "i've done this in every smp i've ever joined and people fall down them and get mad at me" LMAOOOOOOO

we got a "take care, bye-bye" 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖💖

#vonswayenthusiast.txt #🚦smp #limited life spoilers #vse liveblogs #liveblog: etho's ll2 pov

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stalker-prime · 10 months

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Well I went ahead and wrote something :0 it's just fluff tho tbh, only implied stuffing and fat play / pet play :p oh, also minor tw for one mention of blood and a few mentions of mental health. Well, I hope ppl like it

Fireflies danced in the night, seeming to leave trails of light through the night sky to the tired eyes of the white wolf sitting crouched on the edge of the garden patio. Their waltz interrupted by a puff of smoke from the canines lit cigarette. She had been there for a while and knew her partner would soon get anxious; they had a lot of troubles with being left alone, usually following her like a shadow. Recently, though, that had become more difficult, she was used to watching them chase the bugs and watch in awe of the lights when she went out at night for a smoke break. Though that was then, and this is now.

Deciding she had taken long enough her clawed paw dutifully snubbed out her cigarette in the nearby ashtray. It was important to her to make sure the forest she lived in was healthy and clean, part.of that meant making sure there was no litter anywhere. Thpugh the wolf hadn't lived anywhere near the wilderness before she found the small cottage deeply comfortable, almost as though she had always wanted a quiet life like this, no maybe that this is what she needed; maybe she never knew.

Taking one last look out into the forest her mind drifted to memories of her old life, before everything has changed so suddenly, before she had changed. Feeling a sharp pain in her temple the wolf gently dabbed at her scalp, finding some fresh blood on her digits; her horn was trying to come in again, and she'd need her partner to help clip it down. She hated what it represented and hid the small nub at all costs. With a click the door to the cabin closed behind her, a dimly lit walkway leading past a bedroom and a warm kitchen to a cozy den where her partner was resting. The wolf scoffed, she could hear their snoring from here; perhaps she has been overly worried about them?

"Loki, are you awake?" Walking into the room she sat quietly next to her partner, a massively obese fox with pristine white fluff. Her paw resting on the Continental shelf of their hanging gut and putting it gently. "Are you wake, Loki?" She knew they weren't, and she knew she would have to wake them if she wanted to chat. Shifting on the couch the wolf sat hung her legs off the armrests and sat her head on the fox's tummy. *Mhh.. mmmhh.." Loki shiftem in their sleep, seemingly too deep in the throws of a nap to notice their companion. "I love you Loki."

"I love you too, Shiro.." the wolf chuckled and looked over to them, curious if they were awake or just mumbling. Glancing over she met their gaze, the fox's bright green eyes giving her a loving look as they lazily grinned. "Good to know, fatass.." Shiro gave their love handles a gentle squeeze as she said this, teasing the bloated beast about their weight gain was one of her favorite pass times; it was certainly a good thing they loved the routine as much as she did. "Mhhrr.. I know you just sat down, but could you get me a snack?" Of course their mind was already onto food, even only moments after waking. "Oh, is my poor fox's tummy empty?" The wolf cooed as she pinched their cheek. The fox blushing and whining as the top of their tail wagged eagerly; "yeah.." Before hopping up Shiro gave their tummy an affectionate kiss, taking in just how much they'd changed since she met the fox.

Where were once thin, trained limbs from a life on their own, the fox now sported massive wings of lard; fluff hanging down several inches from their bicep and squishing against the thick padding of their chest. Her favorite seat say below, the wolf loved to sit atop her partners gut as she fed them, getting to see their smile up close as they would down pounds of food in minutes. It spilled.forward from their torso and demanded space, it's thick layer of fluff making such a massive belly appear more as a large snowdrift attached to a fox. "Well, turn on the TV then while I'm gone." Loki dutifully complied as the wolf wandered off towards the kitchen.

She really loved the house they lived in, though she couldn't remember how they got it. The wolf thought to herself as she eyed the old tan wallpaper in the hallway. Everything after her change had been such a blur for so many months; she could only remember fragments of that time, nights spent seeing shapes outside, irrational fits of anger.. she remembered wondering if Loki would turn on her. The fox had, however, stayed loyal to her through everything. The only other piece Shiro could remember was their eyes watching her as they waited with her, content to face any challenge by her side. But that was then, and this is now, she thought.

Shiro knew Loki's favorite foods, she also knew they loved salty food after a nap. Checking the cupboard she keeps their 'treats' in the wolf picked out a family size bag of chips. Hmm, Loki would surely be thirsty after a snack, she considered her options and opted to collect a gallon of heavy creame for the fox. On the way out Shiro's greedy to see her fox stuff themself won put, and she made sure to grab another bag of snacks mix to accompany the chips. On the way back to the den, sounds from the TV drifted through the thin walls; Loki had chosen to put on a streamer for them to watch they remembered Shiro liked. She had never cared about video games before, but the fox fell so in love with them after they started living together she couldn't help but grow a soft spot. It filled the wolf with a strange sadness that they couldn't play as well as the fox, the change had left her weak and uncoordinated, her paws far too clumsy to work a controller. Loki had, of course, tried to teach her but it never stuck beyond her love of their old.copy of guitar hero. "Welcome back, Shiro!"

Settling back in next to the fox she sat the treats down on the floor next to her, sire to set them *out* of the fox's reach. She enjoyed teasing them as they ate, making sure she controlled how much they ate. "Oof… ok, which do you want first?" Leaning over the wolf gabe her fox a loving kiss on the cheek, though their eyes were focused on the bags beneath the wall of their obesity. Perhaps of they were so large they'd be able.to.reach without getting up, but as is their tummy has become an increasingly large factor in their dwindling mobility. They both knew the fox might end up immobile, but the thought excited the both of them.. "mhh.. I want.. the chips!" She loved to see the happy smile painted on her partners snout, a cleansing joy that felt like it shined through any darkness.

"Open wide!" Tearing open the bag of chips the wolf daintily fed the waiting fox a single chip, chuckling at how eagerly they snapped it up. "Mhh.. you gotta give me more than one at a time, Shiroo!" The look on their face told the wolf they were teasing, but she also knew they'd probably did want much more than one at a time. "Hmm, maybe if you're a good fox I'll give you the bag this time?" A bright red blush began to draw across the foxs fat muzzle as they began to huff impatiently; "I *am* a good fox!" Their chubby paws reaching for the bag before the wolf tauntingly pulled it from their reach, holding it just far enough that they were left with no hope of getting the chips without Shiro's help. "But you need to *show* me that you're a good fox!"

Lokis face was scrunched into a pout as they seemed to consider their options, the wolf wondered if they were brainstorming ideas or thinking of trying to get up and get their own food. "Will I be a good fox if I finish an extra jug of cream?" This time it was Shiro who blushed, excited that Loki was playing along with her game and offering exactly what she wanted. "Of course, sweetheart!" Gently rubbing the palatial expanse of the fox's gut as she leaned her head against their soft hide; Shiro loved the little grumbles her fox's gut would make when they were digesting a meal. "A good fox always tries to fit more than last time~" using the foxs gut as a table Shiro left them with the chips as she went to go retrieve another jug of cream. Knowing she would likely find them with an empty bag when she got back she made an mental note to grab another bag.

Walking down the hallway the wolf stopped, still close enough to hear the fox's fervent gluttony over the idle chatter of the TV; it was worth it to consider where one was in life, and as she contemplated the loss of her old life, the wolf felt no remorse. That was then, and this is now.

#fat fur #fat furry #fatfur

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birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo · 11 months

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GOOD LORD that film is a FECK of a lot longer than i remembered _(:3」∠)

i had a blast tho!!! and i would like to share some thoughts that i had this time round!!!!! thus i have put them below the cut, in no particular order!!!! read them......if u dare huehuehuehuehue >:D

how did no one notice. that there was a GIANT FUCKING CASTLE. being built in mordor??? wHO WAS BUILDING IT. WHERE DID THEY GET THE MATERIALS. HOW MUCH NOISE DID THEY MAKE. (im not invested in the answers, i just find it funny 🤣)

HOW IS THERE A GIANT FUCKING CREATURE IN THE WATER RIGHT NEXT TO THE DOOR TO MORIA???????? how DEEP is that fucking water??!!! HOW COULD A CTHULHU THING POSSIBLY LIVE COMFORTABLY IN THERE????? is this its NATURAL HABITAT??? is it an INVASIVE SPECIES??? WHAT IS HAPPENING

is ANYONE going to ask gimli if he's ok. ur mans pure SOBBING ON THE GROUND and nobody is going to say 'oh gimli, i'm so sorry about ur friends and relations. let's hold hands. let's destroy toxic masculinity with a brotherly forehead kiss ;A;'. U CAN DO BETTER THAN A GENTLE SHOULDER PAT, SURELY!!!!!

when legolas catches boromir before he can fall in the mines. i wanted them to fuck nasty 👀

wHEN LEGOLAS CATCHES ARAGORN BEFORE HE CAN FALL IN THE MINES. I REALLY REALLY WANTED THEM TO FUCK NASTY

(i HAVE drawn it tbh but it was terrible and bad and it's on my old laptop so it shall NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY. NEVER NEVER NEVER 😳)

my favourite scene is when they all dance in the shire ;A; ive actually got that tune ('flaming red hair' it's called) in a few of my playlists, it's just so catchy~~

i used to be able to play the ~shire~ melody on the pennywhistle. badly. very very badly. but i've lost track of the whistle so ur ears are safe from me 🤣

gandalf and saruman flopping round the room for their ~fight~ will never NOT be funny to me

(12th july 2023 - still in love with aragorn 😔)

(wait no i watched it before midnight so it was the 11th)

(....whatever it doesn't matter, shut up birb 😔)

i passed out IMMEDIATELY after the film ended, i've still got a sore head ;A; it took SO MUCH out of me, i knew it would but it took MORE THAN I THOUGHT ;A;

wheN SEAN BEAN SAID THE THING

legolas out here like 'omg he doesn't even know aragorn 😳' and 'tee hee i'm sprinting atop the snow~ 🤭' are two of my favourite Legolas Expressions, but my ABSOLUTE FAV is his 'oh dear everyone is crying, are they having emotions?? what do i say?? what do i say when ppl have emotions?? can i get out of this. how do i get out of here' face right after gandalf tells them all to FECK OFF U FOOLS and leave him behind

i suspect they PROOOOBABLY had enough time to help him, but. u know. we need drama. abair drama~~~~ 🤣🤣

WHEN SEAN BEAN SAID THE THING. AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

'my brother. my captain. my king.' im fucking SOBBING

what if aragorn and boromir fucked nasty with EACH OTHER as well. pls consider this

'they have a cave troll' is VERY GOOD but WHAT IF: 'they have a fucking cave troll.'

when aragorn tells arwen to 'ride hard', i get the feeling it's neither the first time he's said it nor the only context he's said it in 👀 good for them tho!!!!

arwen: the rivers obey ME and ME ALONE!!!!!!!! oh shit oh fuck frodo are u ok oh my god oh no DADDY HELP ;A;

'ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND DESPAIR!!!!!!' she's damn RIGHT i will, mY POWERFUL SCARY QUEEN I WILL PEEL UR FRUIT FOR U SO U WILL NOT HAVE TO SULLY UR DAINTY HANDS ;A;

(frodo didn't seem to agree with me but that's ok. friends can have different opinions and still love each other!!!)

HIS HUG WITH SAM. that was baby birb's favourite scene, before i got older and discovered that i wanted the handsome human men to FUCK NASTYYYY 👀

that's all for today. AND TOMORROW?????? the second film in the trilogy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#birb still says #i fell asleep for a while but i still feel SOOOOo TIRED AAAAA ;A;#hopefully i'll get over it lmaooo #i HATE ITTTT when my watches get interrupted #one time i watched the same ~3 hour long japanese stage show EVERY DAY FOR A WEEK #bc there were SIX different productions and they all diverged SO MUCH that i NEEDED TO KNOW WHAT THEY DID DIFFERENTLY #it nearly killed me but i had fun :D #lotr #birb watch #birb REWATCHES the lotr trilogy

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xmaveria · 1 year

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🌙 for Jorge 💚 🌟 for Val 🔫 for Aisha 🌌 for Zafira

:3c

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

Jorge’s greatest wish has to do with escaping what situation he is in and bringing out his loved ones with him. Growing up in such a volatile home he wishes more than ever have his own independence financially & legally separate himself from them. To be with his own chosen family. A group of friend's he'd come to grow up and love with all his heart (Valerie included) where they can all be safe and not consumed by the poverty and the desperation the streets bring out around them. He needs to protect them from it all, in ways he knows best reconcile, manipulate, and plan always with the group's well being priority since you can never avoid the threats around that force you to pick sides. There is no loyalty to the other so called networks or greedy gangs they sometimes talk to, since there is always the risk it will drag each of them down if they're not careful. Jorge wants his group to live their own dreams without being trapped in a cycle of violent recruitment he has seen all the youths around the area fall to it where dreams are only blood and death. According to him they deserve better than he could ever achieve with his already ‘fucked up life’ he would even sacrifice himself for them

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

Valerie's comfort can come in many forms they are a tactile person and finds great comfort in physical gestures like hugs and kisses, holding hand with friends and ofc food. Valerie prefers having a loved one's presence and company in the same room, if that is not an option they like to reach the highest part of a place and lay down alone glancing at people or the happenings below. calmly find a moment of clarity and drift in thoughts

🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is there someone they want to star gaze with?

This is such a unique ask I love it. Valerie looks at stars and after the admiration of the first impression to the cosmos they falls back to wishful thoughts. What could their future be? Who they could be sitting next to seeing the same sky if some things haven't happened? or if they did differently? Gazing at the starry sky sparks reflection for Valerie of the stars above staring back and the living stars they met. Valerie star gazes with friends often for fun (the perks of living in such a remote high place) They like to gaze with the company of Garigar, Aisha, Nick, Yun and would definitely want to stargaze with Jorge.

🔫 PISTOL- do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Aisha does not trust ppl easily haha, she has grown up in a small town rather and knows how things can go sour trusting the wrong ppl plus moving to the big city of sharks did not help her trust issues. A big city mechanic who was her mentor was betrayed and taken in by a powerful snitch, leaving her to pick up the damage of the aftermath guess she felt betrayed as well when the mentor never told her a few secrets. Aisha doesn’t believe much in righteousness and wants to preserve herself so if you’re not close to her she won’t think much about the betrayal if its for her convenience. Her friends however she doesn’t want them to feel dropped into such confusion and pain as her mentor did to her so she knows not to do it to them!

🌌 MILKY WAY what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

Ohoho For Zafira I know I wanted her to be a beautiful tattoo women and always dripping jewellery with her color related theme BLUE for her name as for personality she needed to be based on hardcore good latine mom Mm! the biggest inspo was my family , specially since we hold the family’s matriarch's in high regard and respect. Constantly there’s times I have seen and been told of their perseverance, intensity, and sacrifices they will do for their children and their futures. this was THE inspiration for her big time <3 genuinely still inspired me

#them ;v;!!#oc asks #oc talks #thanks for the ask bro!!!#:3c #which I look back and I'm like oh- they are so emo/ansty #alas in a world like that yup checks out

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forgottenghosty · 1 year

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Unexpected...

As I wrote at the start of December, I had to say goodbye to my dog Baxter. It was agreed at the time that it would take time to heal and not likely that my family would be getting another dog for some time. I myself thinking at the very least it was understandable that it would be 3 or more months before we even would think about it, letting the family heal as well as the other pets, Gracie (cat) and Toby (dog). Gracie and Toby are around the same age of 8 (both adopted) and Baxter was 6 and 2 months (from a breeder and last big Christmas gift from my late grandfather to me.) My dad and I had started looking into breeders and adoptions and such before Christmas on our own separately just to have an idea of the area around us since we had lived in another state when we got Baxter and we also both agreed when we mentioned this to each other that we were curious and wanted to know things when we felt our family was ready. No rush, just taking our time while we healed. A big reason for looking into it for me that I made know is that I didn’t want Toby to be alone too long since he and Baxter were thick as thieves.

Baxter was around 1 when I found Toby abandoned at a movie theater and took him to a vet to be scanned for a chip and none was found. He was taken in by a foster and in the end no owner was found. Though a person did come forward saying their mother had owned him and passed from an overdoes and the roommate hated him. Most likely why Toby looked well taken care of and groomed except for debris from the field around the theater. Thankfully he hadn’t gone near the highway near by.

In the end our family fell in love with Toby while looking for his family, though I would admit I loved him right away. We adopted him and Baxter took too him right away. Toby was original a skittish guy. He was afraid of men and jumpy around plastic bags and yelling. He was completely fine with loud noises like garbage trucks. Over time he has mellowed and is no longer skittish around men and loves my dad and brother as much as my mother and I. Baxter and Toby would play often and wrestle. Baxter would alert to when they both needed to go to the bathroom and they’d lay in my dad’s lap together.

Gracie, Toby and Baxter would be calmly lay in the same room with me and nap while fireworks would go off. Only reaction to gunfire, (ppl love doing that for the holidays). This New Years Eve both Gracie and Toby were hiding. Toby wanting to be with someone. Something I hadn’t seen them do before and made me more aware of how much Baxter was not only a calming presence for my family, but also for the rest of the pets.

Ever so often Toby will just act tired and not eat as much as he used to. He has lost a little weight and does eat more when he sees someone like me eating. Other days he’s energetic and snarfs his food down. He’s had days at the start where he was looking confused and searching. I’m pretty certain he’s missing Baxter greatly.

Toby has been taking Baxter’s place as comforter during high times of anxiety or emotions. Baxter helped me through my sever Anxiety and my emotional moments as my emotional support animal. He’d give the best hugs and the most loving kisses. If he heard me crying he’d come running to start giving kisses and hugs. If someone even was quietly stressing he’d put his head or paw on their leg or jump into their lap. Toby has been giving kisses and snuggling in our arms taking on his young brothers role. So getting another dog at some point felt only right so he wouldn’t be alone. He can only do so much with his cat sister. My mother mentioned often how she felt it would be a long time before we would even think about another dog. Both my father and I understood this and were being patient. After hearing about Baxter, a friend couple of my parents mentioned a Doodle Rescue which my mother then started looking at around Christmas and my father as well. A few days before New Years Eve, my mom say a dod that looked like Baxter on the site and mentioned it too me and showed me. I agreed and looked her up and thought she was adorable. She told my dad about her as well. Slowly over the few days my mom began to show more interest and my dad and her talked about doing an application for the dog as a trial believing they wouldn’t get picked. A lot of people had mentioned on the post they had entered an application for her and my mom just wanted a feel and idea of how it was done for the future. What was not expected was within a few hours of applying we got a message saying our application was picked with others for an interview. We found out that we were 1 of 5 others that was picked to be looked through as potential adopters. In the end we are now going to meet her and hopefully bring her home. It’s amazing how quickly it happened and how suddenly as well. I’ll do another post later about it after, but for now I just wanted to mention it and the journey. Hopefully it goes well and Toby and her get along and then Gracie and her as well.

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#baxter #toby #my fur baby #my fur babies #update #miss you baxter #dog #dogs

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Hi!! Can I please get a ship?

I'm fairly introverted and it takes me a while to warm up to people. I love reading, my room is filled with stacks of books. I especially enjoy true crime, poetry and Russian literature!I adore adventures, witty and playful banter, joking around and having indepth discussions on anything and everything. I love helping out and people come to me to vent or for advice and comfort. I'd consider myself really smart and I'm very ambitious; I love being the best at everything I do. I daydream a lot and I'm a hopeless romantic! I enjoy all forms of art and I have quite a few creative hobbies! I'm 5'9 and I have long curly, dark brown hair and brown eyes. I dress mostly in relaxed suits, blazers and coats and I love the occasional dress or sweaters layered over a white button down!

Thank you very much!!

alright! hello!

so lets get right into it.

I personally think your Stranger Things girlfriend would be Max.

as we all know, max feels a TON of guilt over billy's death, and this is what vecna uses against her. she also has a ton of awful recurring nightmares about his death.

i feel like she'd come to you at the asscrack of dawn after having a nightmare (you both live in the trailer park pretty close) and since you leave your door unlocked (or if u feel unsafe she has a key) and rushes in, collapsing into you since you had been up making a snack to eat while you read. just falls into you, tears staining your oversized t-shirt while you hold her, processing what just happened. it takes you about five seconds before you're holding tightly onto her, comforting her and rubbing her back while she sobs into your shoulder. after several minutes, once she's calmed down enough that you can talk to her and have her come lie down on your bed, you turn the tv on to a kid's station because it's probably more comforting than the news, and you turn off the lights, come lie down next to her, and read aloud from your favorite book to soothe her to sleep.

but on another note, she likes to be the subject of most of your art, always willing to sit poised for a while so you can draw/paint/whatever her. she also likes to cuddle up to your chest and lay there, listening to you read aloud your favorite Russian story as she drifts off (it just sounds pretty to her, she doesn't really understand it.)

you two met when she was out skating along your path. she did a double take when she saw you wearing a dark-hued suit, but looking comfortable, and nearly fell off her skateboard. you noticed and decided to say hi to her, which nearly caused her to fall off AGAIN. you giggled at her, and she basically thought it was one of the cutest things ever. she started coming around to your place more and more, and eventually she made the first move while you were rambling about a cold case you couldn't stop thinking of, and she was just *staring* at your lips. before she realised what she was doing, she leaned over and kissed you.

it took you a looooong time to stop blushing about that btw

i also think she would love your style and continuously steal your sweaters even if other ppl looked at y'alls weird

i think your Stranger Things boyfriend would be Eddie.

i think he'd need a ton of comforting bc jason the dickbag won't leave him alone

he also overthinks a ton because the whole school save the Hellfire club hates him so he needs lots of physical attention and love and tlc and if you dont husband him i will.

i think he'd like to fall asleep sitting in your room with you as you play with his loooong hair and talk to him about your day or your current hyperfixation.

at some point you just realised he became unresponsive so you panicked, but then you looked down and found him with one arm wrapped around your thigh, head resting, legs curled and softly snoring. you just kinda felt your heart melt and you kept playing with his hair and singing softly

now this is after he got mauled by demo bats (but didnt die)

he'll have horrible horrible nightmares about this, and this is why your parents usually walk in to eddie sleeping curled up tightly against you and your arms around him, and they just *know* and so they leave y'all alone and go make breakfast or something

the second eddie smells coffee he is UP

oh, also. he would absolutely ADORE your style, and would buy you ties and shit for ur birthday, but would definitely make you wear a hellfire t-shirt to the meetings or he'd pout >:(

he always convinces you to draw/paint him (idk how)

and one time, to surprise him, you took the hellfire club member picture off the wall and painted a larger, cooler version of it with everyone as their character and hung it back up. but in the meantime, eddie was freaking the fuck out cause he didnt know where it went :(

but when you hung it back up, he lost it. genuinely couldn't speak for a few minutes, and that is the only time the whole collective hellfire club has seen their dungeon master cry.

he definitely plays his guitar for you like all the time, and you've sketched him when he really gets into it and doesn't notice and then after he's all " >:0 how did you do that without me noticing!!!" and attacks you with kisses

he may be a guitarist but this man sucks at drawing

he tried to draw you once and it was just a stick figure with curly lines and you laughed at him for HOURS

so i think he noticed you in school one day as u were eating pb&j and reading a book, and ever since had tried desperately to get your attention only for you to just shy away more until he tried 1 on 1 attention and you two sort of clicked tho it took a while for you to really like him as you were really wary

so i'm eventually going to do your harry potter ships, but there was just so much to write here that my hands are tired lol

hope you like it!

gifs are not mine

reblogs are appreciated, but do not steal my work <3

ty for the request, ily!!!

DRINK WATER.

#anon ask #7 up tag #7-up tag #anon request #anon <3 #answered #ask me #anon answered #ty for the request!#stranger things x reader

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drakenology · 3 years

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Arguments - feat Bakugo, Todoroki, Kirishima and Tamaki Amajiki

author’s note: i’m feeling angsty today. so this is gonna be about arguing with some of the bnha characters. anyone else feel off today? just me?

warnings: swearing, angst, fluff 🥺, and suggestive themes not full on smut. characters aged up! some of these are long.. i was feeling dramatic

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Bakugo

as much as i love this man i can admit he would be SOO stubborn

would get frustrated easily

yells 🥺

he knows when to walk away when the conversation isn’t getting anywhere which is good

would NEVER hurt you (i’ve seen ppl write that this mf hits you... girl...domestic violence is not an aesthetic.)

he isn’t the best with words so it’ll take him a little while to admit he’s wrong because he can’t verbalize how sorry he is sometimes

when he does he’ll hug and kiss you and apologize like a million times after he’s done being a stubborn little prick.

gives you the best “i’m sorry “ dick imaginable holy shit

Bakugo done did it. He pissed you off. You were already having a terrible day and then you come home to this motherfucker with a bunch of people over after you told him that you weren’t in the mood for company. So for the rest of the night when everyone left, you gave him the silent treatment knowing that he HATES when you ignore him on purpose.

“Y/N?”

You say nothing, continuing scrolling through your phone to look like you were preoccupied.

“Y/N, what’s your problem? I know you hear me.” Bakugo persists.

You ignore him, turning your back to face him. He grunts and grabs your shoulder, turning you back around to face him.

“Y/N if you’re pissed at me just say that. But ignoring me is fucking immature and it’s pissing me off!” He yells. Translation: “What did I do? 🥺”

“I’M pissing YOU off!? That’s funny. Because it’s not like you didn’t completely ignore my fucking feelings tonight. Why did you invite Kirishima and Denki over after I specifically said I didn’t feel like playing fucking HOSTESS!” You shout back, throwing your phone somewhere.

“Are you serious!? I never told them to come here they just showed up. What was I supposed to do tell them to piss off!?” Katsuki asked.

“YES!” You scream, annoyed that he’s not getting the reason why you’re upset. You never minded having Bakugo’s friends over but you just wanted to have a calm night with just the two of you. You were exhausted and fixing dinner for you and 3 other people and listening to loud chatter about sports and video games was not on your to-do list.

“This is so fucking petty! I don’t get why you’re so mad that they came over.” Katsuki said shrugging his shoulders.

“That’s the problem, idiot! You don’t fucking get it! I worked all day today. I just wanted us to relax but no, you wanted to have a fucking guys night in my living room! It’s the complete disregard for my feelings that’s pissing me off not the fact that they came. I told you I was tired and you having them come over anyways was like a big fuck you to me!” You explain, your face pulled into a face Katsuki knows is your angry face. Bakugo sighs, not ready to admit that he was wrong.

“Tch. Whatever. I’m gonna go sleep on the fucking couch. Let me know when you’re done being fucking frigid.” He shouts, clearly out of anger.

“Fine.”

“Fine!”

Katsuki leaves your shared room and slammed the door, you throwing yourself onto the bed. You feel tears sting your eyes as you sob into your pillow. You hated fighting with Bakugo, and you knew he hated it too. He has a hard time expressing himself without getting defensive sometimes. But you knew he felt bad. You sigh and close your eyes and go to sleep.

The next morning you get up from bed and get ready to start your day. You shower and brush your teeth, you and Bakugo strategically avoiding each other all morning to go and do your daily routines. You didn’t utter a word to each other. Just questions and short answers.

“Got work?”

“Yup.”

“When?”

“7:30.”

The silence killed you both as you sat at the table and ate breakfast, Bakugo’s face pulled into a frown as he ate. You roll your eyes and go to put your dishes in the sink and grab his once he’s done. You can hear him get up from his chair as you wash both your plates and dry them. You had assumed he was leaving so you just wash all the rest of the dishes without turning your back. Suddenly you felt familiar arms wrap around your waist.

“Let me go.” You say, tearing up at the sudden touch. He was trying to make up with you and you were so ready to forgive him. The tension was almost too much to bear. This fight was small and it turned into something way bigger than need be.

“Not until you listen to me. I’m sorry, ok? I should have never yelled at you the way I did. And calling you frigid wasn’t ok either. I shoulda just told everyone to go home. We have those dumbasses over all the time. One night wouldn’t have killed me. I’m sorry. Can we just forget this shit ever happened? I hate it when you’re mad at me.” He pleaded, burrowing his face into the crook of your neck. You smile and turn around to look at his face, cupping his cheeks in both your hands as you stand on you tip toes to kiss him. He kisses you back eagerly, happy that you and him are back on good terms. He pulled away from the heated kiss and looks at the clock on the microwave.

“6:30...we still have an hour to kill. If you’re late I’ll drop you off.” Katsuki says, his eyes turning dark with feral lust.

“Late? What are yo-“ you’re interrupted by Bakugo pulling you into your bedroom with determination to make things right.. his way.

Tamaki (🥺 my new found love)

Tamaki is NOT a confrontational person so arguing with you is really hard. He hates raising his voice or even getting to a point to where he’s angry because he doesn’t want to think about hurting you in anyway.

He’ll shut down and turn cold or try and act nonchalant.

he might even avoid conflict by changing the subject

if he’s riled up enough though he’ll cuss you out.. to his dismay

doesn’t like being mad at you and vice versa

hates arguments.. like honestly can you just get over it so he can eat you out now?

speaking of eating you out, he gives apology head and he won’t stop until you say you forgive him.

Tamaki didn’t like to admit it but he was really jealous. Like really really jealous like YANDERE type jealous. You and him were out to dinner with Mirio so you were all chatting about mindless nothing, catching up like you always do. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary for you but to Tamaki it appeared that Mirio was a little too playful at dinner with you. He was cracking jokes and poking fun and Tamaki took it as him flirting with you; which Mirio would never disrespect your relationship like that. Rage sat in the pit of Tamaki’s chest as you laugh at all his jokes. He was furious but hid it pretty well for the night.

“And then Tamaki wet himself in front of the whole class when I scared him with my quirk in middle school. Can you believe it?” Mirio laughs, causing you to laugh at the thought.

“Oh leave him alone, Togata.” You giggle, waving your hand in front of your face to stop the tears from laughter. He had been making you laugh all night all to Tamaki’s disliking. He was quiet all dinner, which you noticed immediately after Togata’s last joke.

“Hey Tamaki, is everything ok?” You ask, concerned that he might not want to be out anymore.

“Yeah.” He said coldly. “Actually I’m just gonna go to the car. I feel kinda sick.” He stands from his seat and walks to the exit, absolutely fucking furious that you were “flirting” with his childhood friend right in front of him.

“Awkward. What’s up with him?” Mirio asks, completely dumb founded by Tamaki’s sudden disappearance.

“I dunno. I’m gonna go to the car and see what’s wrong. Do you mind?” You ask, standing from your seat.

“Nah that’s cool. I’m actually gonna head out. You go on ahead, Y/N. I’ll take care of the tab.. this time.” Mirio jokes. You giggle and thank him, walking towards the exit. You walk through the parking lot and find the car, seeing Tamaki sitting in the passenger side with his arms crossed across his chest. What was his deal? You open the car door and sit in the driver’s side to meet a thick tension.

“What’s wrong Tamaki? Do you really feel sick or are you upset with me?” You ask.

“Why don’t you ask Mirio? I’m sure he’ll be able to answer since he’s the only guy you talked to all night. It was like I wasn’t even there.” Tamaki says, calm but obviously pestered.

“Is that was this is about? Tama you know it wasn’t like that. Mirio has always been a jokester what’s the difference now?” You ask, getting a little upset at his accusation.

“The difference is that he was trying to make a pass at you. He was so obviously flirting with you.” He says, his tone becoming stern. You’re shocked at how he was getting, frowning at how unreasonable he was being.

“No he wasn’t, Tamaki.” You say, looking him dead in his eyes.

“Yes he was. I’m not about to fight with you about this he was clearly fucking flirting with you. He joked with you all night and you laughed at every single thing he said. You must want to fuck him, don’t you?” He asked, looking at you with some sort of betrayal in his eyes. This infuriates you.

“What are you talking about!? You know I would never cheat on you Tamaki. Especially not with your best friend. What’s with you!?” You ask sternly, not amused or pleased in the slightest.

“Whatever, Y/N.” Tamaki says, looking out the car window while turning the other way so he’s not facing your side of the car. He knew this was stupid and he knew your loyalty was never to be questioned but he couldn’t shake this feeling of jealousy.

“No. You don’t get to start a fight and then blow me off when you’re through arguing! Talk to me!” You yell, furious at this point. Tamaki shrugs, avoiding the situation entirely now.

“Just drive. I wanna go home.” He says, not taking his eyes off the view from his window. You roll your eyes and start the car, pulling out of the parking lot to start your way home. The drive home was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. You were so angry that you didn’t talk to Tamaki the whole way home, knowing you’d probably cuss him out if he said the wrong thing. Tamaki immediately felt bad after picking that fight. He didn’t know what came over him, he knew he had to make it up to you before you two go to bed angry with each other. You approach your shared apartment and park the car, silence still riddling the car. The tension between you both was intense and it scared you. You’ve never seen Tamaki this upset. Jealousy was always an issue for him but he’s never reacted this strongly.

“Y/N?” Tamaki says breaking the silence. You look at him, a little relieved that he’s talking to you again.

“I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that to you. I know you’d never cheat on me, of course. But I was just so jealous. It felt like you and Mirio were on a date and I was just the third wheel. The thought of him taking you from me drove me crazy. I wasn’t thinking. Can you forgive me?” He says, placing his hand on top of yours on the steering wheel. You sniffle, tearing up at his apology.

“Tamaki, I’m sorry I made you feel like that. I love you so much. No one could ever take your place, not even Mirio. I’d never betray you like that, ever.” You sob, tears flowing down your face. Tamaki questioning your loyalty really hurt your feelings and he hated seeing you cry.

“I know that. Please don’t cry. I’m so sorry, Y/N. It was so stupid of me to even assume.” He says, taking his hand and wiping your tears away. He took your hand and gave it a sweet kiss to soothe you, rubbing circles with his thumb on it as he consoled you. You giggle and wipe your tears, happy that you guys made up after that silly fight.

“Let’s go inside.”

Todoroki

arguments between you two get heated. It gets to a point where sometimes you don’t speak to each other for days. he’ll definitely give small reminders that he still loves you to butter you up to alleviate some of the tension.

raises his voice

just as stubborn as bakugo

to a fault of his upbringing facing his emotions was hard for him sometimes, causing him to be cold when you fight

when it’s time to get over it and make up he’ll make it a huge event; flowers, chocolates and lots of freaky apology sex

cant stand arguing with you just like tamaki but wont back down in the slightest

is sure he doesn’t say anything harsh to make the situation worse.

“Why are you being so stubborn?!” You shout at your bi-colored haired boyfriend. The two of you have been fighting all day to your surprise. Shoto was usually easy going and you two hardly fought. But today, a bug seemed to have crawled up Todoroki’s ass and he’s been picking fights all day. You’ve been arguing about small things like who left the bathroom light on or who ate the last hot pocket. Right now it was an argument about when you’re going to meet his father Endeavor. It’s been almost a year since you two have been together and you don’t even think his father knows you exist.

“For the last time Y/N we’re not going to my dad’s house. That’s final! You can argue with yourself about this. End of discussion.” Shoto says, very annoyed at the thought of being near his father. He still couldn’t stand him, even as an adult. He can’t bring himself to bring you around him because he knows how he can be. If he even says something slightly rude to you he’ll flip the fuck out. You groan in frustration, wishing he’d at least consider.

“He doesn’t know we’re together does he!? What am I to you some secret? Why did you stay with me all this time if your family doesn’t even know I exist !?” You shout, tearing up with seering anger.

“It’s not that. Of course he knows we’re together; my whole family knows! Why do you want to involve him so badly?!” Shoto yells.

“Why wouldn’t I want to meet my fucking boyfriend’s father!? You’re not making any sense.” You say, getting more and more frustrated as Shoto makes excuses.

“You know what? Fine. We’ll go meet him tomorrow. But as soon as he treats you like you’re not good enough for me don’t be surprised when I tell you I fucking told you so. God you can be so stubborn sometimes.” Shoto shouts, rolling his eyes at you.

“Oh I’M stubborn!? That’s rich coming from you. You’re being so unreasonable right now. I know you and your father-“

“YOU DONT KNOW SHIT ABOUT MY FATHER. Stop speaking on things you haven’t the first idea about!” Shoto yells, punching a nearby wall. (Oop.) You flinch, shocked at how angry he got so quickly. You tear up and run off to your bedroom, Todoroki immediately regretting getting so upset with you. He scared you and that’s something he never wanted to do to you under any circumstances. You cried yourself to sleep that night, angry that things got so heated. Why did he react like that? And why was he treating you as if you knew nothing about him and his father. He would vent to you about him all the time and you gave him advice when you could. But tonight you felt like you were nothing but an outsider. Shoto didn’t even bother coming into the room. He couldn’t face you after making you cry. Right now, he hated himself for treating you like that. He was just so afraid of his father’s judgement he didn’t want him to hurt your feelings with how crass he was. If Endeavor found the slightest thing wrong with you he’d never let you or him forget it. He could hear him now calling you unworthy of the Todoroki name. The thought alone enraged him. In his own cryptic way, he was trying to protect you from him but this was no way to do it nor did he have the right. Todoroki slept on the couch, missing your warmth against him in your bed.

The next morning the two of you drove to the Todoroki estates in silence. You were still pissed at him and Shoto didn’t want to say anything to further upset you. He was annoyed he was making this trip in the first place but he knew he had to man up for your sake. It was unfair of him to try and keep you away from his family especially since you would one day take on his name and be a part of the family when he married you. He knew he couldn’t keep you away forever, but god couldn’t he have had a little more time? He dreaded this day.

“Ready?” Shoto asks coldly, trying to hide his remorse from his tone. You nod, getting out of the car before he could walk over and open the door for you. Shoto is surprised and gets out with you, guiding you to his old home. He can’t lie, he’s so fucking nervous. What if he hates you? Not that he cares what he thinks, he’ll marry you anyway but still. He at least wants his blessing. You walk with Shoto to the main room of the home and wait for Endeavor to come downstairs. Suddenly you hear footsteps from across the room. It was him. He was tall and his aura was so dark and intimidating.

“You must be Y/N.” Endeavor says, looking down at your small frame. You nod, a wave of nervousness shooting through your body.

“N-Nice to meet you sir.” You bow respectfully.

“No need for that. Please, have a seat.” Endeavor says gesturing to the couch. You and Shoto sit down next to each other, Endeavor following suit by sitting across from you two.

“So.. how long have you two been together?” Endeavor asks, his booming voice almost sending an echo throughout the empty room. You gulp and look towards Shoto.

“10 months.” He answers for you, taking your hand to calm you. You’re still mad at him but god you’re glad he’s doing his best to ease your anxiety.

“And you just now arrange a meeting? Hm.” Endeavor questions, looking at you as if he was scanning you to find something irredeemable about you. You look down at your lap, unable to keep eye contact with the intimidating man.

“I-I wanted to meet with you sooner. Me and Shoto fought about coming here last night but I convinced him.” You say nervously.

“I see. You seem like an ok girl. Shoto has had his fair share of.. inadequate women in his life so, you’re a step up from the rest.” Endeavor says, motioning for a maid to make you all some tea. You laugh nervously, Shoto squeezing your hand in annoyance. Was that a compliment?

“You two seem like you’ve been fighting.” Endeavor says suddenly, observing both your body language. You’re both shocked as you turn to look at each other. How’d he know that?

“What’s it to you?” Shoto asks, glaring at his father.

“Oh nothing. But if you’re planning on marrying this girl it’s probably best to not argue too much with her. Hell, she might up and leave.”

Shoto looks at you, pain in his eyes. The look on his face alone said “I’m sorry.” Shoto hated to admit it but his father was right. Fighting as much as you have been, especially the fight you had last night was toxic and could take a toll on your relationship.

You smile at him and turn to Endeavor

“I’d never leave him.” You say, snuggling closer to Shoto as he blushed. He was embarrassed that he was being so vulnerable around his father but he knew that only you could make this happen.

After a long conversation with Endeavor and Shoto, you leave with a feeling that you might have won him over. You think? He was hard to read, just like Shoto. He was more like his father than he likes to admit. Shoto opens the car door for you to get inside and then walks to the drivers side to come in. You sit in the car for a while, silent until Shoto grabs you and leans over to kiss you. You kiss him back, tearing up into the kiss.

“I’m sorry, snowflake. I can’t believe I raised my voice at you like that. I was just so scared that he was gonna hate you and say something disrespectful. I should have just told you that instead of being defensive. I’m so so sorry I scared you. Please forgive me. ” He pleaded, peppering kissing on your face.

“I know. And I forgive you.” You giggle, pulling Todoroki closer to you to kiss him again.

Kirishima

Out of all the boys he’s the least stubborn when it comes to fighting. But don’t be fooled, he’ll argue you down. he’s very good at managing his temper when it comes to you.

Regrets starting a fight in the first place

Just wants to cuddle and go back to normal

But when he’s angry hooo boy

doesn’t even yell, he’s like a calm angry which is terrifying

tries talking over you, trying to plead his case

will not rest until the situation is resolved and over with so you guys can move on

like all the others... apology sex

will try not to lose his patience

You and Kirishima had been together for a while now so it was only inevitable that you two have your first fight. You were always a vigilant person and wanted to help others even though you were quirkless like Deku was at one point. Kirishima is protective of you to a fault and the thought of you getting hurt or worse didn’t sit well with him at all. You assured him that you were capable of taking care of yourself and protecting yourself but he wasn’t having any of it. You spent years perfecting your martial arts skills, training your ass off for countless hours everyday and he knew that. But he didn’t want you to one day meet your match without him there to protect you.

“Y/N, drop it. You’re not going on missions with me and that’s final. It’s too dangerous.” Eijiro said, his brows furrowed. He was trying not to lose his patience with you but you kept insisting. He just wished you’d forget about this whole thing; for your safety.

“You don’t have the right to tell me what I can and can’t do! I’m fully capable for taking care of myself and you know that.” You yell, irritated at your boyfriend underestimating your abilities. Eijiro sighs and stands up from the couch to stand in front of you, inching so close you could almost kiss.

“I’ll die before I let you go out there. Do you know what would happen to me; to your friends and family if something happened to you!? We’d be crushed. Please just drop this.” Kirishima says, wanting to avoid this conversation all together. But alas, nothing was changing your mind. You were very head strong and stubborn to no avail so you weren’t going down without a fight.

“You can’t stop me!” You yell

“Oh I can’t?” Eijiro challenged.

“No. You can’t. You can’t treat me like a child, Eijiro.” You say. “How can you say I’m not ready if you don’t give me a chance to prove I am!?”

“Because you just aren’t! Okay!? You say you’re not a child but you’re acting like one and a petulant one at that. Just drop it! God, you can be so stubborn sometimes. Don’t you see I’m just trying to keep you safe!?” Kirishima yells, instantly regretting raising his voice at you and losing his cool. You tear up, furious that he’s treating you like some kid. You grab your stuff and prepare to leave his apartment.

“Where are you going?” Kirishima sighs

“Fuck you, Eijiro.” You say, walking away from him and going outside to cool off. Kirishima tries to grab you before you leave but you snatch your arm away from him and walk outside with a huff and a slam of the door. You wipe your hot tears away and start aimlessly walking down the street to go home. Hell, you don’t even know your way home from Eijiro’s place but you’ll be damned if you go back there. As you walk you see Kirishima’s car pull up to the side of you, driving slowly to keep up with your walking pace.

“Y/N please get in the car.” He says out the car window

“No! I don’t wanna talk to you so just go away!” You yell, continuing to walk as the brisk wind assaults your bare skin. Dammit you forgot your coat.

“Y/N! You’re being ridiculous just please get in the car. You left your jacket; it’s freezing out here!” Eijiro shouts, getting out of the car and grabbing you to pull you inside. You groan, obviously being overpowered by your strong boyfriend. Kirishima slams the door and gets back inside, drives back to his apartment and parks in the driveway. He sighs and leans his head on the steering wheel.

“I’m sorry I got so heated with you. But can you blame me? I’m worried about you. Sure we’ll be on these missions together but what if something happens? What if I’m not there to protect you when something goes wrong? These missions are unpredictable; anything could happen and I’d literally die if even a scratch is put on you.” Eijiro pleads. You start crying, sniffling at his words. He was right to be worried.

“I love you, Eijiro and I appreciate you being so concerned about me. But that doesn’t give you the right to shelter me. You can’t just force me to not follow my dream.” You sob, wiping your tears away. Eijiro grabs your hand and kisses it.

“I know. I just can’t bear the thought of you being hurt. But if this is what you really want, I have no choice but to at least see this through.” Kirishima says, holding your small hand in his two massive ones. You smile, putting your other hand on top of his.

“Thank you. Also, I’m sorry for saying fuck you to you. That was mean.” You say pouting.

“It was. Hurt my feelings.” Eijiro said faking sadness, immediately laughing as he watched your face frown up again at the thought of hurting his feelings.

“Oh shut up.”

#bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader #bnha smut #bnha bakugo x reader #bnha midoriya x reader #bnha imagines #bnha #bnha todoroki x reader #bnha bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha headcanons #bnha kirishima #bnha denki #bnha tamaki #bnha amajiki #bnha angst #bnha fluff

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shealolz · 3 years

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TOGA HIMIKO HEADCANONS

warnings & notes: mentions of blood, stalking

genre: idk??? mainly fluff

Toga Himiko x Gender Neutral U.A Student Reader

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- unlike how she found her crush on Izuku, Ochako, and Tsuyu she got hers on you by seeing you in a coffee shop a little after the sports festival with the pro you were interning with

- she immediately took a liking to you and would’ve probably killed you right in that coffee shop if you weren’t with a pro (she wasn’t rlly a full fledged villain yet yk)

- lowkey thinks your going to shiketsu or sum shit bc who tf wants to go to u.a??

- so imagine her surprise when she meets you properly at the training camp with two of the ppl she was assigned to capture

- mf probably tried flirting with you don’t lie

- and you just stood there and took it bc you were gonna fight her when she was obviously distracted that’s unfair (and maybe bc she was cute)

- “i want to see you covered in blood, (nick name)”

- now that was kinda creepy so you sort of just crept closer to Shoji who was like three feet behind you

- she’ll probably stalk you if she likes you enough too lmao

- you dont rlly have a friend group it’s more of a hangout with whoever’s free (which most of them time ends up being denki or mina) so she always finds you around someone

- if the police manage to capture her (even if it’s only for like an hour) they’ll probably find a lot of polaroid pictures of you

- toga gets deeply distracted if your fighting during a battle and your bleeding (“their just so pretty, dabi!!”

- back to the sports festival mf probably watches that shit on replay just for the tiny bits that has you in them

- toga makes plushies of all her crushes. so your added to the massive pile.

- one time you caught her watching you from your door window and she just stood there like “🧍‍♀️”

- forces dabi to bake little deserts that she can send to you under the pretense that their from ur mom

- corners you multiple times to try and stab you just for her to get caught and having to flee before the pro’s arrive

- the two of you never rlly fight because toga gets distracted and you kinda don’t want to fight your weirdly pretty stalker (it’s endearing)

- the realization toga has when she figures out this is more than just a crush and sometimes she finds you pretty without you being covered in blood

- it takes a long chat with magne for her to realize she actually wants to date you not kill you

- she doesn’t stop stalking you but the fantasies of seeing you covered in blood do lessen

- if you do end up catching feelings for her back and the two of you decide to date its heavily kept under wraps

- the only ppl who know other than you two are dabi and jin (bc “jin’s my bestfriend” and “dabi doesn’t care”)

- lots and lots of coffee dates bc according to toga it’s “nostalgic” (you don’t get it till she explains)

- having to reassure her that her quirk isn’t monstrous and cuddle sessions afterwards

- you, toga, jin, and sometimes dabi playing just dance in jin’s apartment living room

- the only reason dabi was there is because “you idiots are going to do something stupid if i don’t supervise” he just doesn’t want to admit you guys are fun to hang out with

- the two of you making disgusting tasting smoothies in jin’s apartment

- filming tiktoks that you never post bc toga happens to be a wanted criminal

- sadly your parents pay attention to the news and you have to sneak toga in your bedroom after midnight if you want to cuddle

- when your home alone the two of you are chaotic little shits and you blame the dog why the house is a mess when your parents get home

- bakugou is surprisingly sharp and figures it out when he finds a box of sweets in your dresser labeled “from himiko”

- yells at you a lot before awkwardly patting (smacking) your back and storming out your room

- he’s not that mad but he thinks there’s so many ppl you could’ve picked other than toga

- yandere tendencies?? yes. gets jealous if the librarians at the library help you pick out a book 😐

- convinced you to give her a little bit of your blood bc she wants to know what it’s like to walk around freely more often and who are you to say no to her?

- ppl probably think your twins

- lots of pet names such as “love”, “sweetheart”, “darling”, etc...

- MATCHING MFING OUTFITS. YALL ARE THE SEXIEST PEOPLE WHEREVER YOU GO

- helping toga with her buns in the morning if you guys have a sleepover

- lots of cheek and nose kisses, toga thinks they r cute lol

- anyways y’all are the cutest couple ever and nobody can disagree

#anime #fiction #manga #writers on tumblr #toga #toga headcanons #toga himiko #toga himiko x reader #toga x reader #boko no hero academia #my hero academia #dabi #jin bubaigawara #bnha imagines #mha imagines

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volleychumps · 4 years

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I frfr forgot if I requested earlier but Getting matching tattoos with Kenma maybe reader getting a controller and Kenma getting a mic. Cuz both are famous ig like he’s a famous YouTuber and she’s a singer but there relationship is private but they are seen in public as friends so like ppl peep both tattoos and start speculating. And they accidentally get exposed when she comes on his stream not knowing he’s live

I love this concept?? So much?? And it’s my first Kenma single work???

The Secret (Kenma Kozume x Reader)

The one in which you’re a famous singer dating the pro-gamer on the down low and accidentally expose it to the public

Warning(s): like a TINGE of nsfw themes like super light

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“All done?”

“It’s rare to see that you are.”

You smile at the sight of your boyfriend leaning against the doorway of your in-home studio, humming contentedly as you slip your headphones off. As you turn off the recorder and fiddle with the buttons, Kenma approaches you tiredly, running a hand through his hair let loose out of it’s small bun. The red hoodie he was wearing was loose around his frame, the bags under his eyes signalling that the stream he had just finished up had been a long one as he unscrews the lid to a water bottle.

“I heard you from the other room. Real pretty voice.”

“Sure you weren’t scared your viewers would hear?” You tease, accepting the water as Kenma scoffs, rolling his eyes before you feel him approach you from the back.

“Can we not just bask in this rare moment of freedom we both have? Please?”

“You love gaming.” You protest, feeling Kenma push your hair to one side of your head to expose your neck.

“And you love singing, but it doesn’t make it any less tiring after hours on end.”

You turn off your ring light as Kenma’s arms droop lazily around your waist, the gamer digging his face into your neck tiredly while breathing against your skin. Your fingers find one of his hands resting around your middle, stroking the ink on the skin of the side of his thumb with butterflies in your stomach at the sight of the simplistic microphone inked on his skin.

“I still can’t believe we went through with it.” You whisper, feeling his lips curl a little against your skin.

“How’s yours healing up?” Kenma murmurs into your neck, lifting his head slightly to catch your own hand and examine the tattoo of the controller on yours. You wince a little bit when he rubs his thumb over it distractedly, the skin still risen a little bit from how fresh it is.

“Stinging. Yours?”

“The pain is worth it.”

“Shut up.” You laugh, turning to face him as Kenma clicks his tongue, murmuring something about how that wasn’t what he meant before you place a kiss on his temple sweetly.

“Dinner? We can order in.”

“Right. Like we can actually go out.” Kenma rolls his eyes as you nudge him slightly, feeling a twinge in your chest. The idea to keep it a secret had been your initial thought, but Kenma still agreed that the two of you needed to play your cards right for the sake of your careers.

“You know it would be a hassle if our viewers knew. And since when do you ever want to go out?”

“Have you not been on your phone? They’re already kind of on to us after someone digitally enhanced our recent photos to see our tattoos.” Kenma ignores your little jab at his indoor tendencies as he arches a brow.

“What?” You blink, a surge of panic rushing through your chest as you go to grab your phone. “Already-?”

“Hey.” Kenma tightens his hold on you, and you still as the setter places a quick kiss on the top of your head while attempting to ease your worries. “Let’s not freak out. Not now, at least. Just...hang with me?”

You relax, Kenma’s rare words of affection making the panic replace with warmth as you turn in his hold, arms wrapping around his middle tightly as his clasp at the small of your back. The scent of him fills your nose as you mumble into his chest, a wave of tired washing over you as Kenma hides a small, relaxed smile into your hair.

“Alright, love. Sushi okay?”

“Order me ramen.”

“Right! My viewers sent me in some apple pie, I almost forgot- Kenma, wait for me!”

“You should have said so sooner.”

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The TV was still blaring on some random episode of a netflix series when you wake up, Kenma’s hoodie hanging around your groggy figure as you wake up warm yet alone, tiredly sitting up to switch off the TV. You blink once, and then twice again before smiling to yourself.

Kenma had applied petroleum jelly to your tattoo for you, an open bottle of water already unscrewed and waiting on the clean living room table.

The plates from dinner had already been taken and now laid on the drying rack along with the apple pie neatly put away in it’s box next to it. You had to hand it to him, Kenma made it hard for you to be annoyed about waking up alone. Wiping your eyes with the loose sleeve of your boyfriend’s hoodie, you check the time only for your eyes to widen a little bit.

It was now nine in the morning, meaning that you had slept through the night without even realizing it. You sigh, going through your phone while still waking up before frowning at the influx of notifications and messages blowing up your device, the dms in particular being the most annoying.

Are you dating Kenma Kozume?!

Back off, hoe. He belongs to his fans.

Omg omg is my ship sailing??????

From: Asshole

Are you two lovebirds trying to get found out?

You narrow your eyes, shooting a text back.

-Kuroo, it’s too early for your bull.

Listen lovely, it’s never too early. And matching tattoos? He wouldn’t get any with me:((

-Wonder why.

I’VE BEEN SHOT-

You snort before stretching tiredly, putting your phone down and wandering into your spacious bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth, a giddy feeling in your stomach at the fact that Kenma was supposed to finish up his live in less than twenty minutes. However, you stall, gaping at the mirror in disbelief.

A groan slips your lips as you raise a hand to your neck, eyeing the dark bruises littered up to your jaw as you hang your head and sigh. You couldn’t believe you had forgotten that Kenma had gotten a little carried away last night, your heated makeout session on the couch turning into a little something more, hence the hoodie you now adorned.

You blush as you begin to remember, shaking your head of such thoughts before tying your hair up. Oh well, nothing some concealer and color corrector wouldn’t fix- maybe a scarf or two. You begin to make breakfast after clambering into the kitchen, a nutritious breakfast of soup and fish with rice being carefully plated onto a tray almost half an hour later.

Hey, is Kenma done with his stream?

You sip some soup, tasting it as you type away on your phone.

-Should be, Kuroo- why?

Oh, his fans were blowing up his comments asking about you and I’ve never seen the poor boy so flustered. Hug him, will you?

-Bringing him breakfast now.

I’m so glad he met you:’)

-Buzz off:’)

You ignore the snarky response from Kuroo before lifting the tray, not even bothering to knock or say you were coming in as you push the door open to Kenma’s gaming room after ascending the stairs, figuring that the stream was supposed to end ten minutes ago-

And oh boy did you wish you had knocked.

You almost drop the tray, stilling at the sight of Kenma’s stream still ongoing, the cat-like boy pushing back from his monitor in shock as he whips his head to look at you from his gaming chair-

You, his hoodie draped hanging off your figure with no pants underneath, simply exposing your bare legs and your hair tied back messily, a tray of breakfast in your hand that signalled you had spent the night together-

and not to mention the hickies ever so evident on your neck.

“Y/N-”

You squeak, stepping out of the door and slamming it shut behind you just as Kenma’s comments explode across the monitor. You were in for it now.

The tray gets slowly lowered in front of the door before you make a mad dash to your shared bedroom, ignoring the now increased influx of notifications on your phone from Kenma’s hoodie pocket before throwing it across the room and face-planting onto your bed.

How could you have been so careless?

Heat tinges your eyes as you muffle a scream into the sheets.

What’s gonna happen now?

You flinch at the sound of someone else entering the room, refusing to look up from your spot as a familiar figure sits next to your teary one carefully. A feeling of guilt and wishing you could turn back time weighs on your chest as Kenma strokes a hand through your hair.

“Don’t panic.”

“Don’t panic?!” You sit up, Kenma eyeing you evenly as he watches frustrated tears brim your eyes. “I just walked into your live!”

“I know, I was there.”

“Kenma!” You whine, and surprise etches onto your features when Kenma stifles a laugh into his palm, looking off to the side before taking your hand in one of his carefully. The other one wipes moisture from your eyes as Kenma stops teasing you, looking at you seriously through golden irises.

“We’d have to let them know eventually, you do know that- right? Or did you want to keep us a secret forever?”

“I know, but...” You sniff, Kenma using his finger to tilt your chin up slightly to tilt his head.

“But?”

“I don’t want to...ruin your career.” You finish quietly, and you gasp when you suddenly find yourself on your back, Kenma now looking at you with a hard edge to his eyes as he stares down at you from his position on top.

“Well, isn’t this familiar-” your cracked voice tries to joke.

“Shut up.” Kenma rolls his eyes before leaning down so his nose is almost touching yours.

“Would I have gotten this ink permanently drawn onto my damn skin if I thought you’d ever ruin anything for me?”

At your loss of words, Kenma sighs before taking one of your relaxed hands- the one with the controller on it- and bringing the side of your thumb to his lips so he can mumble against it.

“And this? This tattoo of yours means that you’re mine. Didn’t we get these tattoos because we knew we’d reveal it anyway?”

“Kenma, you’re speaking too much calm down-”

“Y/N.”

You stop with your antics as Kenma’s voice softens, eyeing you seriously. “Don’t you...want to be together?”

“God, what kind of question is that?” You frown, lifting your hands to cup his face as you look up at his pretty features. “You know I do.”

“Then I’m happy you walked into my stream.” Kenma turns his head into your touch to kiss your palm. “Because now all those damn pretty boys in your dms know you’re taken.”

“Kenma, they saw hickies.”

“So?”

“I can’t with you.” You roll your eyes before releasing a breathy laugh, glancing at the phone screen from the floor across the room as it turns off and on, lighting your screen up with notifciations. “I’m taking it the press is eating this up?”

“Like a damn buffet.” Kenma sighs, lazily beginning to trace patters into your exposed thighs. “You know what I can eat up though?”

“The breakfast you stepped over on your way to pursue me?” You blink innocently, laughing when Kenma shoots you a tired stare.

“Sure. Let’s eat breakfast.”

“Kenma-” You begin to whine, only for your boyfriend to kiss your lips in a chaste manner, lips lifting ever so slightly when you blink doe-eyed up at him in response. The phones become ignored as Kenma throws his behind him, the press now forgotten as two phones now blow up beside one another.

His thumb strokes yours as the ink on both of your skin traces over one another, the slight sting of the tattoos unnoticeable as Kenma’s hands slide further up his hoodie.

“Use that pretty voice of yours and tell me what you want then, princess.”

“I’m starting to think you did this on purpose.” You murmur against his lips as Kenma scoffs in the midst of trailing kisses down your neck.

“There’s a reason my stream didn’t end when I told you it would, love.”

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Forever By Your Side| Isaac Ratcliffe

a/n: this is my first imagine that I am officially publishing! I am very excited to share all of my writing content and series with you guys :)

Pair: Isaac Ratcliffe x reader

Summary: Watching your boyfriend Isaac get seriously hurt during one of his home games and watching him battle through the toughest injury a hockey player could battle, so he can continue on with dream playing in the NHL

Warnings: Hockey Injuries, Cussing, Cute Fluff

Word Count: 3,321 words

It was just another ordinary Sunday afternoon watching a game live from the PPL center here in Allentown, Pennsylvania or so I thought. The game was going really well with the Phantoms up 3-1 on the Hershey Bears half way through the second period. There was your beloved star-studded boyfriend number 19 carrying the puck up against the boards through the neutral zone when suddenly bam everything went to complete silence, except for that shear sound that you wish you could so badly get out of you head.

I jumped out of my seat and darted up the stairs from the lower-level seats that I was sitting in with some of the other girlfriends. I can hear the god-awful scream ringing in my ears over and over again that was coming down from ice level. The crowd was silent, so quiet that you could probably hear a pin drop and when that happens you know for a fact that it isn’t good. Nothing ever good comes from silence at a time like this and I needed to get down to the locker rooms as quick as possible.

Isaac got hit hard up against the boards and fell awkwardly down to the ground, and his right foot looked like it twisted the wrong way. He's had rough collisions before, but never like this. Isaac is a big dude that you surely didn’t want to ending up colliding with, but this time it looked like Isaac got the wrong end of the play. I never in my life ever heard him yell in absolute pain like the wat he was when the trainers and his teammates were trying to help his 6-foot-6 body off of the ice.

My heart was in my stomach as I was racing down the stairs that would lead me to the home locker rooms. I quickly flashed my team badge to the security guard Frank without saying a word. He must have known it wasn’t good either, as he told me to breathe and be careful myself as I jumped down the last few steps.

If Isaac had a season ending injury, it would kill him. He was just heating up and playing his best hockey yet and working his ass off day in and day out so he could eventually make the Flyers roster within this season or even next season for sure. But if his season is over that means his chances of getting to the NHL level could be too and that would just destroy him completely.

As soon as I rounded the corner to the trainer's office, I saw him being helped on to the examine table. His face was as red as a cherry, and he was in a lot of pain. The trainers quickly started icing the area the best that they could as they slowly untied his skate and too it off of him.

“He is definitely going to need some X-Rays done immediately and possibly an MRI as well depending on what the results of the X-Rays are.” The Phantoms trainer Brian Grogesky said to Neil who was one of the Phantoms physicians.

“Jeff and Robert are on their way down from the press box and getting the emergency X-Ray equipment ready. In the mean time you need to relax the best that you can Isaac.” Neil said to Isaac as Isaac tried his best laying down comfortably on the examine table.

Both Brian and Neil noticed me standing outside of the door of the trainer's room and signaled me to come on in, in hopes that Isaac could ease up and relax a little bit more with me by his side.

“Hello, y/n! Looks like we got a live one here and that big boy landed pretty hard on that ankle of his.” Brian said trying to make light of the situation.

Isaac sat up on his elbow and looked me dead in the eyes. I can see and feel the pan behind them, my heart sank even more for him. I just want him to be okay, I want him to be able to play the rest of this season, he worked way too fucking hard for this to happen to him.

“Hey babes, how is the pain?” I said walking over to Isaac and grabbing his hand while kissing him ever so lightly and carefully.

“It's a bitch babe if I am being honest. I’m trying not to think of the worst, but I can’t help it. This isn’t fair, why me? Why fucking me?” Isaac said in more frustration.

“Isaac, don’t get too far ahead of yourself. We don’t know the actual results just yet. But whatever the outcome is you can come back from it stronger than ever. Hockey injuries is sometimes apart of the game as silly and stupid as it sounds, but you’re a fighter and you got this.” Neil said as he placed another bag of ice on Isaac’s ankle.

“They are right babe, your team trainers, physicians and any other doctors have your best interests. Let’s get you into the X-Ray room and then go from there okay big guy.” I said while planting another kiss onto Isaac’s lips.

Jeff brought in some crutches for Isaac to use, so they can take him down the hall to get the X-Rays taking care of. I am hoping that is all that Isaac is going to need and that whatever it is, it's a quick recovery.

After a few short minutes Isaac was crutching back out of the X-Ray room with a look of disappointment on his face.

“Oh no babe...how bad is it?” I asked him while he collects himself.

“It’s not broken...but they are sending me for an MRI early tomorrow morning to see if that shows up with anything and then go from there.” He said in a low tone.

“Well, that is a plus sign that it isn’t broken. You got to be positive about this honey, you need to be optimistic. You can't be negative. Everything is going to work out for the best. Hopefully it's just a minor sprain and you will be back on the ice in no time.” You told Isaac as you wrapped yourself around his side.

All of Isaac’s staff and trainers helped Isaac out of the arena and to his car and safety got him into the passenger seat while, I got into Isaac’s driver's seat.

“Alright, make sure when you get home you put more ice on that ankle for at least 15-20 mins on and then same time off. Do it throughout the night if you can and also, make sure you are using the crutches as much as possible and for the love of God Isaac do not put any pressure on that ankle until after we get the MRI results and see exactly what is going on. We don’t want to make the injury any worse than what it could already be. Try to get some much-needed rest and we will see you in the morning.” Brian said closing the passenger door.

The ride back to Isaac’s apartment complex was extremely quiet. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, so I just let Isaac sit there and pounder in his thoughts alone without me distracting him. Which probably wasn’t a good idea, because I know my boyfriend, I know for a fact that he is thinking the worst possible scenario that he could think of right now.

I helped Isaac out of the car and into the elevators up to his apartment and got him comfortably settled on the couch with his foot/ankle elevated and two ice packs placed on the injured area.

“Do you want or need anything? You want me to bring out another pair of comfy clothes for you?” You asked Isaac as you placed a pillow behind his head/back and placed a blanket right by him as well.

“No, I’m fine...” He whispered as scrolled on his iPad to rewatch the ending of the game and rewatch highlights and the moment of his injury.

You so badly, wanted to say something along the lines to him like "babe don’t be watching that now, it wasn’t your fault, there was nothing that you could have done to prevented that from happening, so on and on.” But deep down you knew nothing would make him feel better until he knew what the main results were. And as the night went on, you could see the realization hit him that this was going to keep him out for a while. He just looked sad, and drained.

After a couple of hours, another X-Ray, and an MRI later, you and Isaac were sitting there waiting in the trainer's office for the results from both the trainer and team doctors.

Both Brian and Jeff walk in with a folder which I assume held the test results for Isaac’s ankle/foot.

“Well, the good news is the second X-Ray that we took this morning once again showed that there was no brake in both the ankle and the foot.” Brian said.

“And what about the MRI? What did the MRI show?” Isaac asked nervously.

I grabbed Isaac’s hand and interlocked his fingers with mine. I could see the look on both Brian’s, Jeff’s, and even Coach Gordon’s face that this news that they are about to give doesn’t seem to be very promising.

Jeff cleared his throat ever so calmly and spoke. “The MRI came back with a high ankle sprain injury which means we really don’t have a timetable for you to return to at this point of time. This type of injury is extremely difficult to recover from quickly. So, with that being said we need to place you on injury reserve indefinitely until we get more of a clear view on this injury.”

“Out indefinitely...so that could mean that I might be done for the season?” Isaac ever so softly spoke.

“Unfortunately, yes Rat...I am so sorry and with it being late into the season already we don’t want to risk anything further and do anymore damage to the ankle. Brian, Jeff and myself all agreed on shutting you down for the remainder of this year. So, it’s better for you to take this time to heal carefully and properly and then eventually rehab it back to full strength without any other necessary tests or worse case scenario surgeries. Then once you have healed properly, we can train and get you back to 100 percent for next year's rookie and training camp.” Coach Scott Gordon said while looking at both Isaac and myself.

My heart broke ever so much for Isaac, this isn’t fair. I know injuries can be a part of the game sometimes, but why did this have to happen to Isaac and why now?! He has been killing it day in and day out since being drafted in 2017. He deserves his chance at playing at the NHL and now with this setback is he ever going to make it to that level?

The ride to Isaac’s apartment was once again a quiet one and this time I don’t blame him. I mean how is he supposed to react to something like this? What is he supposed to say or do when your head coach, trainer and team doctor shut you completely down for God knows how long.

Isaac settled down on the couch and tossed his crutches to side and unstrapped his high ankle boot so he can comfortably rest his ankle on the pillow in front him.

"Baby, I am so fucking sorry that is happening, it’s not right nor is it fair to you." I said, resting my head on his shoulder while getting cozy next to him.

"What if this is it for me? What if I can't play anymore after this?" He asks, eyes filling with tears.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say that. You being negative will only make that happen. You are a fighter Rat...you are one tough, strong as hell hockey player who will power through this. I promise you that." I said grabbing his hand and interlocking our fingers together, while placing a kiss on his hand.

A tear rolls down his cheek ever so slightly. "All I wanted to do was be that excitement that both the Lehigh and Philly fans need. All I wanted ever so badly was to have my chance to make it to the NHL level and it got taken away from me. Why do bad things happen to good people?" Isaac asked broken and frustrated.

Once he started crying, I had lost it. Nothing I could do, or say would take that pain away from him and it just broke my heart. I went into the kitchen and I just cried as grabbed him more ice packs from the freezer. How am I supposed to look at the man that I love, and not have my heart shatter like glass when I look into those eyes that were once so shiny, and bright, but now shows nothing at all? I have no idea the pain he is going through or the frustrating emotions he is now going through as well and I feel terrible.

I eventually collected myself and walked back out into the living room and ever so easily and softly place the ice packs on the injured area and took my seat back on the couch next to Isaac.

"That's the crappy thing about life.” I breathed as I took a deep breathe myself and continued on. “For some reason, it always attacks the good ones, and praises the hell out of the bad ones." I sob, wiping away not only my own tears but also his tears once again. "We'll get through this. I promise. It'll be hard, and it'll be long, but we're going to pull through this." I tell him as I run my hand through his hair.

He squeezes my other hand tightly. "What if during my time out things don’t get better and I need to get surgery, and it's worse than they thought? That could happen. What if they see that my injury is worse than what they thought and that I am out on the shelf even longer and I completely miss this upcoming season as well? Or worse they tell me that I can't do this anymore?" He asks, gasping for air. "I don't want that to happen and I'm scared to death that it will."

I snuggled beside him even more then I already was, resting my head on his chest, sobbing harder than I was before, because I honestly hate when he thinks that he isn’t good enough or he thinks his career is over because of a minor setback or in this case a possible major setback. "Then we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, okay? Just for now, it's a bump in the road. No journey to greatness is a smooth one Isaac. Whatever the hell happens next, we'll face it together as a team, because I am not leaving your side and letting you fight this injury alone. I know that you so badly want to break and that you feel like this the end of the road, but you need to keep pushing and listen to the training staff and follow their instructions."

"I love you so much." He tells me, sniffling. "Thank you for helping me with this, baby, I couldn’t do this without you" Isaac said while planting a soft and slow kiss on my lips

"I'll help you through anything. No matter what." I said while smiling and kissing him softly back.

It was battle to get Isaac’s ankle back to a healthy, normal, and stable ankle for a hockey player at his height and weight but we were able to do it. It was a long road and journey until Isaac was back out on the ice skating again and preparing himself for this upcoming training camp season.

Isaac looked and felt good, until one day right before the Flyers condensed training camp something didn’t seem right with him.

Isaac met up with Flyers trainer Jim McCrossin and after a deep examination we found out that Isaac was suffering from a fractured rib and a collapsed lung. We don’t know how exactly this had happen or when it happened. It could have been from when he fell during his ankle injury or from being hit during Rookie Camp, we don’t have the answers right now. And once again, here I am watching my boyfriend being completely destroyed and devastated all over again.

Isaac became instantly depressed, and much worst this time around because he knew there was no chance of making the Flyers squad this season and who knew when he could lace up for the Phantoms season as well. But thank God for Jim McCrossin who helped Isaac get the right and special care that he needed and got him completely healthy so he could play for the rest of this Phantoms season as well.

Isaac was getting game day dressed for a home game here in Allentown. I sat on the bed and watched/admire him as he fixes his tie in the mirror.

"Try not to worry about tonight so much baby, you are going to absolutely kill it out there like always. Once you get out on that ice, I have no doubt in my mind you will play just like how you used to before all of these setbacks. And just remember that no matter how easy, or how hard tonight’s game is going to be I'll be here for you always. But also, please promise me one thing, that if you don’t feel right to let your staff know immediately because I never want to see you get hurt like this again.” I said walking up behind him and wrapping my arms around his torso.

"I promise babe, I know that I need to take my health more seriously and whatever happens, happens. One day I will make my dream a reality and officially play in the NHL, but for the time being I got to focus on the now and my health." He said as he spun around and kissed me.

Watching Isaac warm up made my heart race and beat fast. But it was all worth seeing him back out there skating with the team and his boys. He looked so good and happy out on the ice and that is all that I could ever ask for.

The journey was extremely hard and long this past summer and fall for both Isaac and I, but in the end it definitely made us a stronger unit in our relationship and it has totally made Isaac a stronger hockey player both physically and mentally.

After the game, I bolted down to the locker room this time excitedly to see my boyfriend, not in a complete shear panic like last time and waited for Isaac to come out after he was done with the media.

The door swung open and I immediately saw Isaac and jumped right into arms like a little high school girl. “Babeee, you were beyond amazing tonight! I am so very proud of you, how are you feeling?” I asked nervously but giddy at the same time.

Isaac picked me up and kissed me ever so passionately before answering any of my questions that I just threw at him. “I felt good and still feel good. It was awesome to be back out on that ice again playing with the boys in front of our home crowd, their excitement and energy helped out a lot. But truthfully, I couldn’t have done any of this without you, y/n. I love you so much and I can’t wait to continue this amazing hockey journey with you right by myside.”

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