i feel like im going insane being the only person to wear masks out places. any time i see another person wearing one (or a face shield) it's actually noteworthy because it happens so rarely. im at the doctor and my nurse has a mask on but pulled down on her chin. like?? if you have a patient wearing a mask genuinely why not pull the mask up. can you not be bothered to take two seconds to do this??? i honestly find this worse than just not wearing one at all. "oh well i could very easily pull up my mask that im already wearing to protect my patient but i can't be assed to spend two fucking seconds moving it" am i nuts????
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i saw your reblog about makarov and i 100% agree im excited he’s a great villain but also dreading it all because i know for a fact people are gonna write fluffy cute fanfic for him, i’m fine with people liking the actor who’s gonna play him seen a few things julian is in and he’s really good and seems like a nice guy but like let’s leave it at that?? sorry for the rambling thoughts
Honestly, again, folks can write what they want. I'm not going to stop them, because this is fandom and we can do what we want. I personally will not read it for reasons mentioned prior.
I will confess I have considered writing for Makarov, but nowhere near a romantic context. The idea I had for him which I will probably not pursue is a very winter-soldier type affair where he manipulates the main character after they are MIA from the taskforce. He is meant to be written as manipulative and dangerous, and even after MC is freed he continues to haunt them. Romance is not involved, only emotional manipulation. It's an interesting concept, but I feel a sense of discomfort with the idea of writing it because I'm not particularly prone to dark fics. I'm thinking about maybe incorporating the idea into some Whumptober prompts, and leaving it at that
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simon groaned softly, his eyes still closed as he wrapped him arms tighter around your torso. he dragged you closer, stopping you from getting out of bed.
a soft laugh fell from your mouth as he easily maneuvered you under him, chest to chest as his face dug into your neck.
“where you goin’?”
the deep timber of his voice caused warmth to bloom in your belly. one of your hands moving to run through his short hair.
“was gonna get some water.”
he just hummed, still sleepy as he let more of his weight fall on top of you. “can’t let you go.”
“i can see that.”
you gave a soft tug to his hair, and he grunted. nuzzling closer as his face moved to lay on your chest. “never get to sleep in with you.”
you hummed in agreement, the weight of him on top of you, along with the warmth radiating from him was lulling you back to sleep.
his thick, calloused fingers rubbing up and down your sides caused a shiver to run down your back. the dryness of your throat forgotten as you pulled him in even closer.
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Brought to you by the biggest snow storm I've seen in YEARS😭
Imagine that it's snowing so heavily that you barely see anything outside the window, a perfect snow storm but the insulation in the shitty apartment building is doing nothing to keep you warm, not to mention the one heater you had was barely holding on.
It was...awful. Hopeless even. You felt like you'd freeze to death in this shit hole and nobody would notice, maybe except...Your pushy and weird but strangely charming neighbour, Simon. He sure unnerved you with that blank, empty gaze that flashed with something whenever he looked at you or with his weirdly touchy behavior where whenever he had the chance to grab you by the hips to 'move you' but given the chance that his apartment woukd be even slightly warmer, you'd take your chances.
Imagine going slowly to knock on Simon's door, your warmest blanket wrapped around your shivering form and imagine the look in Si's eyes when he heard your shy, quiet request as if you were scared and ashamed asking if you could please stay for the night with him because the heating is broken in your apartment.
'Bloody fuckin' hell, she wants to kill me' he thought and almost too eagerly let you inside his apartment. It was...something, sure, with its almost spartan furnishing and the low light combined with the chipped plaster and slightly torn wallpaper made the place look unsettling, but at least it was warmer than your own and you felt like you wouldn't freeze to death :(
Imagine Simon dismissing your thank yous and almost growling lowly at your quiet assurances that you'll be out of his hair by morning and that you promise you'll keep everything tidy and not leave any mess behind. Imagine his borderline disgusted look when you asked him if you could sleep on his couch; what do you mean his couch? Oh you silly girl, you're not sleeping on that old, tattered thing! You're sleeping with him in his bed!
Your look of confusion and embarrasment send a pleasurable pulse into his tummy and made his cock stir in his sweats as he rumbled out that he'd never let his dear, sweet neighbour sleep there, plus it is cold enough to freeze his balls off and he wouldn't mind that extra heat♡
Imagine whining quietly with delight when you sunk under the covers in Simon's bed, even if it looked cold and hard, his bed felt like the warmest and softest nest in the world, not to mention the huge human furnace pressed close to you. You could feel the large male pressing close to you, his hard chest and tummy pressed against your back, his strong arms around your middle and when you were almost asleep, you didn't even register thet you nuzzled your nose and cheek against his stubble.
But he sure did♡
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