#anyways good morning everyone 🦋

[stinkrascal]

i woke up so early today bc me and bf are cooking a crock pot roast and letting it sit for 8 whole hours so it will be done by the time hes off work… and dude this looks so good!! call me chef jaiden 🧑🏼‍🍳

[slippinninque]

✨🦋You (Learned To) Like Pretty Things, Too🦋✨

a/n: thank you for all the love and encouragement that you all give! I'm grateful for every pair of eyes that land on my scribbling! I love me some soft!Fontaine and I hope to do more of these! tell me what you think!

warnings: MINORS DNI, 18+, cursing, long-fic, sensual/erotic moments, clothing kink, weed/smoking,

Fontaine pulled up outside of your work, leaning up against his car and looking like an absolute dream after such a tedious week. You met him with a sweet kiss, smiling against his lips when he hummed.

"Now why you tryin' to get me in trouble with Ms. Glenda?" Fontaine pinched your chin when you pulled away. He took your hands into his, rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles.

Your face felt hot. You sorta forgot that you were still in the middle of your work's parking lot, but who would really care anyway?

The entire week you worked your ass off and cleaned up the messes of other overworked employees. You deserved a public smooch at least.

You took a peek over your shoulder.

Sure enough, there was Ms. Glenda slow-moseying to her car as she looked over her shoulder at the both of you.

That old woman was the gossip. Anything that she hears, everyone will have heard by the next business day.

" 'Night, ma'am!" you called, giving a wave and not waiting to see Ms. Glenda's response. Fontaine snickered at your wide-eyed expression of embarrassment, opening the passenger door for your escape.

"Good night, ma'am." Fontaine called as he rounded to the driver's side. You couldn't hear what Ms. Glenda said, but it made him shake his head with a little grin.

'Messy ol' granny...'

Once inside the Pontiac, you felt the greys of the day melt onto the road.

Fontaine's fingers tapped a rhythm on your thigh and he cruised right onto the highway.

At your questioning look, he just shrugged a bit, "Missed you, wanna ride around for a bit witchu."

You smiled and snuggled into the passenger seat, "Well, that's fine then! "

He patted your thigh and asked you to put on some music. While slipping through stations, you told him about your day. The emails you send and the calls you had to suffer. Off went your wedges and you took the tie from you hair, scratching your fingers into your thick roots.

Eventually your conversation lulled with the both of you enjoying the ride. Fontaine's ass would mess around and drive out of state if you didn't have to clock in the next morning.

The thought left you feeling dreamy. You and Fontaine trade in your cars for a little RV and you both roam the states. You yearned to see Fontaine beneath the the open sky, you wanted to kiss him and taste salt water on his lips. There was something about him that gave you the impression that he'd love camping.

'Soon,' you promised yourself, feeling around for a moment before Fontaine's hand found yours.

"Fontaine!"

-----

"Why you sayin' my name like that? I ain't even touchin'you like I wanna..."

Fontaine's tone was teasing and his golds flashed with a smile that ignited the butterflies in your stomach.

Your mouth dropped open when Fontaine made one final right. Then you were parked in a tucked away space, facing familiar frosted windows.

A bougie boutique that you were brave enough to peruse only online. They had the best quality stuff when it comes to luxury and it wasn't that far away from where you worked. How Fontaine found out, you'd never know.

"How'd you know about this place, 'Taine?"

"What, shit's exclusive or something?"

"No. At least...um, can they do that?"

"It ain't--I checked for memberships an' all that shit."

Of course Fontaine checked, because he's Fontaine. If the boutique did have a membership, not only would you be enrolled but he'd probably be extra about any available perks as well.

You couldn't explain the sudden feeling of shyness that came over you.

As if could see them fluttering into your chest, Fontaine reached out and tipped your chin towards him.

"Now, lemme say that you be wearin' them slacks lately, sexy as hell."

"You think my slacks are sexy?"

"Sexy as hell," Fontaine patiently assured, "I wanna see somethin' else though. You've been working hard and what you be sayin' to me? You deserve nice things."

His imitation of you made you grin but you couldn't stop the sass.

"Hm, a lot of people say that y'know."

Fontaine hummed and brought his face closer, now squishing your cheeks to kiss your pursed lips. He moved back just enough to ask,

"Remember our deal?"

"Ye', I r'member ouhr deah."

"Good. Imma give you a stack an' your going spend it on what you want. You gonna bring me change?"

"...No..."

That got you another kiss before he released you to smile-pout to yourself.

"That's what I wanna hear. Now let's get go fo' I take your pretty lil' self to the back seat."

"Yes, Big Daddy 'Taine."

.....

You opened the front door when you heard Fontaine pull up, staying behind the wood for a few final moments as he swept in like a rain cloud.

"So, you gonna tell me why you've been duckin' me all day--

His grumbling snapped off into a grunt at the sight of you. Grinning while you locked up, you couldn't help but to think 'success!' as his silence stretched on.

Fontaine could only stare, expression both stunned and delighted. Eyes running from your hair to your heels, taking a half step back to take in more of you.

He ran his hand down his face and the motion made your mutinous brain blurt a thought about him not being into it. Was it too much? Too dramatic?

"Jesus Christ of Nazareth."

Covering your face as you lost battle with your composure, you went a little pass him to strike the pose you've been practicing for hours.

"Just call me 'pretty', that'll do just fine."

He whistled lowly, swiftly getting back in your space. He pulled you into his arms, twisting you both and looking down at your swishing hem. You couldn't help but to ask if he liked it.

"Don't ask me questions like that when your lil' ass was holding out. How the hell did you hide this from me anyway?"

"If you must know, a lady can get a lot of mischief done in 20 minutes when left on her own," You batted your eyes at him coyly, "That move you had to shoot while we were at the boutique gave me more than enough time."

For all appearances, you appeared to be a professional burlesque dancer. Your hair bounced as a result of a bomb perm rod set and you wore his favorite perfume.

The panty set you wore were only gleaming, clear quartz beads strung daintily together, acting more like decorations. The matching bra gave you the perfect push n' plump. That wasn't all, though.

You found a radiant corset, the butterscotch color adoring your brown skin when you had it on. Handsewn with champagne and clear crystals, some close into the fabric while others trickled down on silk strings. It bracketed your cinched form prettily and it reminded you of twinkling stars.

Honestly, the corset was for Fontaine and the robe was for you. The color was the same of the corset and the completed look cast you into a glow. Soft, extremely sheer material that was lined with plush faux fur at the sleeves and hem. Whenever you walked, it felt as if you were being followed by clouds.

You decided to wear it beneath the corset to an attendant's suggestion. It sealed the deal and even you couldn't help but flaunt to yourself in the mirror as you finished getting ready

He groaned appreciatively as he ran a few knuckles along the curves of the corset, going down onto a knee to peer closer at the beading and crystals. He lifted he hem of your robe, making an appreciative noise at the of the texture. The sight was enough to take your breath away.

"I have go back and tip those ladies again." you made a note to yourself.

"This is some good shit, pretty girl." he rubbed at your cinched waist and chewed his lip at the sight asking,

"Ain't think you'd do me like this. You good, though? Are you comfortable--these shits can get tight."

Already expecting the question, you nodded as sincerely as you could, "Those women there are the experts. Took really good care of me. One of them said this is something like training wheels to what she normally wears--it's more comfortable than I thought."

"Good. This a bad mu'fucka, goddamn." Fontaine stared up at you with hungry eyes, "Matter of fact, c'mere sweet thing..."

He stood and herded you to the couch and sat you down, then sitting flush at your side to press a kiss to your lips. Every other kiss would come with a grunt or a mutter to himself about how pleased he was that you were all for him.

The last of your anxiety slipped away. Fontaine's hands-on rumination lulled you into that buzzy space where you wanted nothing but pull him on top of you.

Then he had to be disruptive, suddenly standing as if he got popped with hot-comb.

""Hold on, lemme wash my hands--better yet, lemme go shower real quick."

You turned away from him, dramatically rearranging your furred hem, "Oh, so you're just going to leave me here like this?"

Honestly, you were expecting some bodice ripping. Maybe him bending you over and knocking a few beads off of you. You pouted up at him, hard.

Fontaine's leaned down enough to press a kiss to your nose, pulling back enough so you can see his eyes drink in your form up close.

"I ain't touching my sweetie with dirty hands and when I come back, I'm takin' my time." he pinned you with a fervent look when your eyes finally met.

"So, have all that you want done by the time I'm back on this couch. Understood?"

Your answer was fluttering your robe around yourself, curling a leg up onto the couch and draping your arms along the back of it.

Fontaine's grin was smooth as he clasping his hands before him, you saw him considering to stay for a moment before he turned away. A moment later, there was the sound of something clattering into the tub and the shower turning on.

You laughed up at the ceiling and couldn't help kicking out your legs giddily. All your jitters gone now and replaced with anticipation, you got to your feet to get one more thing.

......

It felt like ages before Fontaine returned, but when he did you sat up straight.

You smiled at the way he stopped to take you in again, unfairly handsome in his black tank and grey sweats.

Feeling foxy, you crooked your finger at him to come closer and his answering laugh held promise at it's center. When he was close enough, you lifted a leg to show him your pointed heel.

Fontaine's gaze kept yours while he took hold of your ankle. He took another half step closer, the heel of your pointed-toe pump pressing into his sternum.

"You found 'em " he breathed, running his fingers along where the soft, crème suede meet your skin. He felt the point of the shoe, down the arch, and along the heel before placing it back onto his chest.

"Mhm! The pointy-shits! I had to make my own pompom, but I think it's cute. What do you think?"

Fontaine didn't say anything at first. He pulled your leg across his lap when he sat down next to you. Fontaine ran his free hand down from your ankle to where jewel met softness, making your breath stutter.

"I ain't doin' much thinking. Just wanna to feel you."

You shivered in anticipation. You kept your leg straight as it was lifted to meet Fontaine's face. One of his hands was busy kneading your thigh as he closely inspected the mesh before rubbing his cheek against it.

"Fontaine..." You couldn't help the girlish giggle. He gave a roguish grin before hiking your leg higher, making you squeak. The robe spilled around your semi-split and Fontaine gave a lewd whistle as he stared between your legs.

"Do you like the color? I know how you feel about purple and all, but gold has been growing on me lately."

"Gold is all you ever are, baby."

"Oh my--stop it, you!" You shook him off and primly scooted to lounge on the opposite end of the couch.

Fontaine was set to prowl after you when you held up a finger to him. You pulled out a blunt and lighter from your cleavage and presented them to him, wriggling your brows.

Fontaine's head reeled back before he chuckled. He came close enough to take it, and you plucked another one out as you stretched your legs back over his lap.

He shook his head and flicked the lighter, both of you sharing a flame. You leaned back into the arm of the couch and sent your smoke into the air.

You both sat there, smoking and enjoying the sight of each other. Despite you being the one wearing all the fluff and fancy, Fontaine had those arms out and the scent of his soap wafted enticingly every time he ashed his blunt.

His expression was soft, those jewel-dark eyes roaming all over you when he finally spoke,

"Thank you...for doin' this."

"Thank you? Why would you thank me?"

"I know I can be a bit...assertive at times. I ain't want you to think I wanna control you, y'know wha' I'm sayin?"

You only nodded your head, looking at where the smoke curled away from the tip of his blunt.

"I like being seen by you. You showed me things I didn't--I convinced myself not to want and now...I want them. I only want them from you."

The words drifted in silence as Fontaine's eyes finally still on yours, prompting you to continue.

"I wanna know you want, 'Taine. How can I give it to you?"

"Lookin' like what you are. Valuable. Precious. My perfect lil' Venus. Anythin' I could want--you already gave. Just tryin' to catch up."

"You already did, pretty." Fontaine ran a finger from your knee to the tip of your heel, reverently.

Your eyes misted as you as you lost your words. Speechless, you only wanted one thing in the moment.

Fontaine saw the change in you, putting out his blunt the same time as you in time to welcome you back into his embrace. You pushed a little more until you stretched over him in a sprawl.

Words couldn't express how you felt, the feeling bouncing in your heart. Love didn't seem like it was enough. All you could do was kiss him and hoped that he understood.

He enveloped you at once with restless hands. You chimed beneath his touch as he felt every crystal and bead, leaving them to swing against each other as he moved on.

Fontaine kissed you slowly, savoring every sound you made. Teasing you for more, pulling away enough to make you lean after him. You wanted to feel more of him, running your hands beneath his tank to the warm skin beneath.

When you felt his hands go to the back of your corset, you wriggled in protest until Fontaine pulled back with a pout that had you laughing.

"Don't make that face, I almost forgot--I got something for you, too"

Fontaine released you pretty easily at that, but you didn't have to go far. You reached beneath the couch to pull out a small box. Still sitting on his lap, you flicked off the lid to show him what was inside.

Brow raised, Fontaine reached out to remove the polaroid camera from it's casing. You bit your lip, feeling where he was hard beneath you.

"So, I was thinking, we could start a little...album together." You whispered, resuming your sprawl across his chest after tossing the box aside, "Of all the things I wear for you. Maybe this is more of a gift for the both of us but wouldn't it be fun?"

After all, you hadn't even touched the other things you've brought from the boutique. All of your focus was on pulling a fast one on Fontaine. He shifted, briefly pressing against you as he sat up further against the arm of the couch.

Much to your delight, you can tell Fontaine was flustered. He was fiddling with the camera, his smile surprisingly meek as he finally spoke,

"Can I take one for my wallet?"

"Anything for you, Big Daddy 'Taine."

Fontaine's smile appeared in full force and it felt so good to see that you sighed, melting against him and meeting in the middle for a other kiss.

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end notes: phew, this took a long while and i thank you if you read to the end lmao. i'm still learning how to write and post on this site and i'm building up more courage to experiment but thank you so much to those who check back in!

Let me know if I y'all wanna know 'bout them pictures he took 👀👀

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[goodgirlofglory]

Don’t worry! I didn’t shut down 😂 and thank you for the follow!!

As for the requests, I don’t want to be a bother, so ill try not to overload your asks. Do you also write stories that don’t have any smut? Because, as much as I love the game of hide the eggplant 🍆 😉 I sometimes really just craze a sweet soft story or something that’s angsty with a happy ending.

Like for example, it’s spring/summer early morning, and Bucky being a trained soldier wakes up with the sun. But his partner on the other hand…. Let’s just say she isn’t a morning person. However, today they wake together and lie in bed all soft and sweet and talk about anything, and maybe they both drift back to sleep… and uhh I just melt

Or… Bucky is new to the tower and does not get along with the newest younger avenger member that everyone loves. And they bicker back and forth, and she is so sassy and witty and one ups him every time. And In the end, they have a big argument and she asks why he hates her so much, when she didn’t even do anything. And Bucky basically confesses that he doesn’t hate her. He actually really likes her and is just scared Bec of what he used to do and who he used to be, and the fact that she’s so young and is the sunshine person of the group, and they talk and share the sweetest first kiss 🥹

OMG DID I SAY TOO MUCH LOL 🫢🫠🫠🫠🫠

I just really love Bucky Bec his story is so sad

Anyways, you’re amazing. I hope you have a good day/night 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Bestie!! I have something for you! 🌸💖🌸💖🌸

This is for your first prompt and honestly, idk how I feel about what I did with it🙈 Lmk what you think🫶

As for your second prompt, it made me look up a similar draft for a series I wrote long ago, and now I’m super inspired to continue writing on it!!!!😳🙌 A real enemies to lovers, can’t be in a room for two seconds without snapping at each other, but also desperately attracted to each other with Bucky still being very much traumatised and thinking himself completely unworthy of love and affection and reader wanting so much to get along with him and be his friend and potential bed mate iykwim type vibe!!

UUUUGH, like I said before, these prompts you give are so thought provoking and inspiring. I love them, thank you!!!😍

Hope you're having a splendid day/night, enjoy🫶🦋

Sleeping in / One-shot

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 3,5k

Warnings: fluffy fluff, some angst, a few references to smut

Summary: Bucky never considered sleeping in until you - soft, sweet, precious you - started sleeping in his bed.

Bucky’s eyes shot open at precisely 6 AM like they always did. It was a routine ingrained in his very bones at this point. Whether it came from his years as the Soldat, his military training before that or the hard days of his upbringing, for as long as he could remember, he’d always been wide awake and alert at precisely 6 AM. Nowadays he kept a strict morning routine consisting of a short and non-indulgent breakfast, a ten mile jog, short to the point cold shower and then a crossword puzzle before starting his day. It was like clockwork, and Bucky hadn’t really questioned it, nor had any incentive to change it. That was, until you - soft, sweet, precious you - started sleeping in Bucky’s bed. 

Bucky had been blessed with your intimate company for half a year now. He’d never been so nervous as that night he took you out to the beach to watch the stars after three months of dating, and asked you to go steady with him in the light of the bonfire. Nor had he ever felt such blissful, perfect relief and elation as when you’d thrown your arms around his neck and squealed in his ear. 

“Yes, yes, oh my god, of course I do, Bucky,” you’d exclaimed, damn near rupturing his ear drum. He’d only wrapped his own arms tighter around you and nuzzled into the hollow of your throat, grinning like a dolt against your skin before peppering it with kisses, working his way up to your lips, his heart soaring in his chest. You’d made love for the first time right there in the sand, his cock drawn out of his fly and your panties pulled to the side, clothes awkwardly askew and sand getting everywhere, but it had been absolutely perfect. 

From that point on, It didn’t take long for the two of you to become virtually inseparable, spending meals and nights and whatever spare time you had with each other. Bucky just couldn’t help it, he became completely and ardently addicted to you. Your scent, your warmth, your laughter, the color of your eyes and the way the corners crinkled when you smiled. The way your brows furrowed when you concentrated on something, how fiercely you defended anything you loved or felt empathy for, how sopping wet you got when he teased you just the tiniest bit. 

The two of you loved taking walks together on the grounds, both finding it relaxing and like a much needed detox at the end of a long day. On days off you took longer hikes together in landscapes near and far, sleeping out in the fresh air and making love on mossy forest grounds. 

You both had a special craving for physical connection (or as you liked to say, your “love languages were physical touch”), which in truth was a lucky blessing, for never had someone unlocked such need in Bucky. Need for your warmth, need for your touch, need to hold your hand or your waist or shoulder, or just feel the weight of your feet in his lap on movie nights with the rest of the team. It didn’t need to be sexual either (though it certainly often was, or turned to that) - it was just the knowledge of you being close that soothed whatever aches Bucky had inside, quelled and quieted some fidgety, restless part of him. 

Further, your company and your skin on his had done miracles for his sleepless night. You were like a soothing blanket and a sleeping pill, all in one. Whenever he laid down and pulled you close, felt your hands around his torso and your legs tangle with him, sleep found him easily, which was a feat he hadn’t found in years. You alternated between sleeping in your room or his, but you always slept together whenever you had the chance. In his quiet mind, Bucky liked it best when you slept in his bed. There was just something about seeing you in his room, in his sheets, relaxed and warm and soft with sleep, leaving behind faint traces of your scent on his pillow that Bucky would never admit openly to pressing his nose to and inhaling gratefully whenever you left for your own daily work.

 Inviting you in and seeing you so comfortable and at home in his private, intimate spaces had a newfound emotion spreading in his body. A sweet ache that wasn’t pain, nor sadness, or even longing. He’d scarcely dared put a name to the new feeling that bloomed like the tiniest, most fragile thing in his chest. The feeling was happiness, so foreign and unexpected Bucky had damn near had a panic attack that first time he caught himself gazing at you while you were deeply engrossed in your book next to him, and recognised the feeling for what it was. 

On this Sunday morning, when neither of you had any plans for the day, Bucky opened his eyes to find you snuggled up to him like a koala, legs and arms wrapped tightly around him as you slumbered on, and that same pang of sweet ache hit him as he looked down on you, saw you so relaxed and peaceful in his arms. By God, you were a deep sleeper, and you slept a lot, too. Bucky’d been baffled to observe how fucking much you slept if only given the chance. Proper sloth, he’d tried to tease you once, only for you to stretch with a lazy smile and nuzzle his chest. That had in turn only served to make Bucky’s heart melt right out of his ribcage. You were too cute, damnit, and far too powerful, and Bucky could only clutch you tighter to him. 

Bucky looked down at you, the soft rays of the warm spring sun coming in through the open curtains and casting your beautiful face in a golden sheen, taking his breath away as his gaze flitted about your face, without a single tension, mouth slightly open, quiet, steady puffs of air coming out and fanning across Bucky’s face. He put his nose gently to your throat and breathed you in, pulling in a grateful fill of your mouth watering scent, all warm and heady from your sleep.

He wondered what you were dreaming about, and how long you would sleep like this, undisturbed and unburdened, like you deserved. Did you even know how much of a miracle you’d been to him? How you single handedly fought off his nightmares? Kept him sleeping through the night, not awakening to sheets damp with sweat and an even more exhausted mind than the night before? He suspected you didn’t have a single clue. And maybe he was to blame for that. Cause even though his body had practically leapt at the chance of living in semi-permanent connection with yours no problem, he still had a little ways to go when it came to properly opening up emotionally. With words. God, he hated talking about his feelings, hated how vulnerable and easily wounded he felt, how much he fumbled for the right things to say and the guilt of taking comfort from others when he’d been the cause of so much horrid pain in the past. Whenever he felt the need to get things off his chest, those thoughts would hit him. It wasn’t right to demand people soothe and comfort him, he didn’t deserve it. He needed to own his actions, no matter if Hydra was og wasn’t here anymore. Especially because of that, actually. If he didn’t repent, how would he ever make up for all those people who’d suffered at his hands? 

So no, it was better to just work on it himself, to not burden anyone with it, and especially not a sweet, loving, caring ray of sunshine like you. You deserved so much better. 

Bucky stared at you while his thoughts whirled. He would let you sleep in, he decided, and after bending slightly forward to kiss one of your eyelids as softly as his body could possibly allow him, he started the meticulous procedure of removing his arm from under your neck and extracting himself from the secure cage you’d made around him with your limbs, so he could go start his morning routine. Just when he’d managed to untangle your legs and was about to slip his arm from under your head, your brows crinkled and the most adorable little sound of protest came from you. Sluggish and weakly, you reached for him, still mostly asleep, and tugged at his shoulder and arm to get him back to you. 

Bucky’s heart clenched again, and he huffed a laugh as he let himself be pulled back into your embrace, secretly relishing the feeling of you determinant pulling him close to you, of wanting him close to you. He couldn’t help it, those small reassurances meant so much to him. 

Your eyes opened to slits and looked up at him. 

“Mornin,” he mumbled, feeling himself light up with a sense of excitement at having you awake and with him.

You hummed long and slow, settling down with your head on his chest.

“Mornin, baby, what’s the time?” you asked, and your small, raspy voice was so fucking cute Bucky had a hard time dealing with it, actually.

He didn’t have to look at the clock on the nightstand. 

“Just past six,” he said, still gazing at your sleepy form. 

Your face scrunched up in what could only be described as disgust at his words. 

“What? Whyyyy, Bucky, it’s Sunday,” you whined, and Bucky couldn’t help his grin. 

“Can’t help the way I am,” he said as his only excuse, hoping you didn’t catch on to the way the words reflected his earlier thoughts. 

You stretched like a cat in his arms and snuggled closer to him, pressing a kiss to his throat. 

“I can help you. Settle down, we’re sleeping in today,” you said, eyes closing. It seemed you were halfway back to sleep already, though your grip around Bucky was uncompromising. 

“Is that an order?” Bucky murmured, so stupidly entertained by your every word he just kept grinning, the ache in his chest growing stronger.

“Yes it is, so you better obey me, soldier,” you mumbled. 

Bucky chuckled, watching you drift back off to sleep, but found he couldn’t quite get there himself. He found himself gazing out into the room, mind still going over his worries like a steadily churning maelstrom. Sleep didn’t come easy when he was stuck in a thinking loop like this. It didn’t help that his morning wood was as incessant as always, and you snuggling your warm, soft body up against it only made it worse. That wasn’t that much of an issue, though. He actually, secretly kinda loved just laying like this, feeling how you aroused him and knowing you reciprocated. 

To Bucky’s surprise, he looked back down to find you watching him, having cracked one eye open. He almost started. 

“What’s the matter?” you asked, sounding vaguely concerned. 

Bucky schooled his expression and shook his head. 

“Nothing, sweetheart, go back to sleep,” he said, kissing your forehead and then kissing it again when you hummed contentedly at the gesture. 

Your hand came up and started gently playing with the hair on his chest, something you often did when you were thinking and wondering how to say something. A contemplative gesture Bucky didn’t think you were all that aware of. Not that he’d ever made you aware of it. He liked being able to read your behavioral patterns. Liked it when you were open and honest and comfortable showing him your authentic self. He wouldn’t dream of taking that away and making you self conscious. 

“You sure? You look like you're thinking very hard and not talking about it,” you said and Bucky blanched. Had he been that obvious? Maybe he had some revealing behaviors he wasn’t aware of too. For some reason, it warmed his heart to know you could read him as well as he could read you. That you paid attention. That you cared as much as you did. He took your hand in his and played with your fingers, loved the way his hand engulfed yours, seeing how elegant your bones were while knowing the strength you could pack in a punch. 

He turned your hand over and though he’d only meant to buy himself some time with his exploration, he noticed for the first time a scar on the tip of your ring finger. He brought your finger closer to his eyes and yes indeed, in the shape of a question mark without the dot, the pad of your fingertip was sliced in two by a fine, pale scar line. He ran his thumb over it, suddenly engrossed in this detail he’d missed until now. 

“Where’d you get this?” he asked, curiosity making him giddy while deep down, a furious anger stirred; Anger that promised death and despair upon those who dared hurt you. 

You giggled as he brushed his thumb over it again, squirming slightly in his arms, and Bucky got even more curious. 

“It tickles. And it’s nothing exciting, just a small accident from when I was a kid,” you said, squealing lightly when Bucky brushed his thumb even more gently over the scarred skin, watching you avidly. 

“Tell me,” he said, giving your fingertip peace, but not letting you pull your hand away. 

You gave him a stern look, though you couldn’t hide the smile tugging on your lips.

“Fine, I’ll let you distract me for now, but I want to know what had you looking so forlorn earlier,” you said, the most adorable flush creeping up on your cheekbones as Bucky slowly pulled your hand up to his mouth and kissed each fingertip, noticing with glee how your pupils dilated as you watched his lips caress your skin. 

“Forlorn?” Bucky repeated, settling down even further into the soft mattress and the soft, silky sheets he’d gone out and gotten that first week you started sharing his bed, “I like when you go Shakespeare,” he teased, grinning when you smacked his chest in petulant offense. Bucky pulled you even closer to him and rolled you over so you lay across his chest as he settled on his back. “No, c’mon, tell me,” he insisted. 

You lay there together as the sun rose higher, Bucky listening intently as you told him about the accident that had split your finger tip as a seven year old, and then the stitches you’d have to get sewn while in the ER. Bucky couldn’t help pulling you closer and kissing all over your face when you talked about the praise you’d gotten from the nurses for being so brave. 

“That’s my girl,” he murmured onto the skin below your ear and relished the way you shivered. You gave him that look you got when you were delightfully preening under his praise while at the same time getting just a little bit shy - that look that made Bucky go half-mad with desire. 

“Tell me about this one?” you asked, pointing to a scar that ran along his lower abdomen, a  line that zig zagged diagonally up to his waist. It was one of his more gnarly scars. Thick, ragged and ugly, with darker, blotchy scar tissue, indicating a more serious injury. Not that Bucky knew. 

“Don’t know, I don’t remember how I got them,” he said, finding the words a bit more difficult to get past his throat as he focused on the scar, and the lack of memories accompanying it. 

You looked up at him in surprise. 

“Any of them?” you asked. 

Bucky gave a noncommittal shrug, fighting off his self-consciousness. He didn’t want to get defensive around you, knew he didn’t have to. Hell, you were the one person he knew by now he could be open and honest with. But the lack of knowing was still a sore spot for him.

“I know where the arm went, Steve told me, but the rest is, um…well, mysteries,” he said. 

You blinked, looking a little like a wounded puppy as your fingers traced another scar. You were so empathic, always caring so deeply for others. It was something Bucky admired about you, along with how open you were yourself about your feelings and stuff like that. Bucky drew a steadying breath, gathering his courage. 

“I’m glad I have them,” he said, catching your attention again. Your brow crinkled for the tiniest moment. 

“Why for?” you asked softly, a small, perfect encouragement for him to elaborate. 

Here we go, Bucky thought, a shrill nervousness suddenly swelling inside him.

“I wouldn’t be here today if I didn’t have them,” Bucky said, swallowing thickly. His courage faltered slightly and he averted his eyes, but he forced himself to continue speaking, “They’re a part of the life that led me to this, to…you. I wouldn’t be here with you right now if I didn’t also go through whatever gave me all these scars…and for that, I’m happy,” he said, drawing a mortified breath as he stopped speaking, his heart suddenly pounding in his chest. 

The silence felt like an eternity, and Bucky steeled himself for whatever reaction you might come with. Was it too much? Too weird? Too morbid? 

Your hands cupped his face and brought his eyes up to yours. They were shining with emotion, with empathy so deep he almost winced at the raw intensity. 

“You’re so strong, Bucky. A strong and good man, and so fucking sweet. You didn’t deserve any of your scars, or any of the pain you went through to get here. And I know you feel guilty, and I know there is little I can do to make it alright, but I…,” you trailed off for a beat and to his astonishment, Bucky swore he heard the words love you hang in the air between the two of you. Your heart, which Bucky could feel between your two bodies pressed together, shot up to an alarming speed, and a crimson flush stole across your face. 

You must have seen him catch on, for you lowered your gaze and laughed a bit self deprecatingly. No, no, no, don’t hide, please say them, Bucky thought desperately, his own heart picking up speed, thudding hard in his chest. God, could it be true?

“Is it selfish to say I’m happy you’re here with me too, even though you had to go through so many unfair, horrible things to get here?” you asked, and Bucky wondered if you were feeling guilty too at that moment. 

He hugged you tighter to him, lowering his head to catch your down-cast eyes. 

“I want you to. Be selfish, I mean, ehm, with me,” he said in a surge of bravery that had him fumbling his words all the same. “I mean I like it when you are - I mean, oh God, I -”

“I get what you mean,” you said softly and assuringly, biting your lip and smiling so sweetly Bucky’s heart lurched. 

He bent forward and caught your lips, so fucking grateful for you, for caring, understanding and supporting you. Maybe he didn’t need to hear you say you loved him yet. His heart was soaring in his chest just by the implication, just by having you here in his arms. He could be gracious and continue working to deserve your love in the future, and be completely ready to receive it. 

You broke the kiss and settled down on his chest again, and his hand found your hair, playing with it. 

“I need a haircut,” you said after a few moments, voice just the tiniest bit tense for it to be a nonchalant remark. Who needs a distraction now?, Bucky thought a bit smugly, listening with his enhanced hearing that your heart was still thudding just a little faster than usual. He could be gracious, though it was a near thing. 

“I like your hair like this,” he said, kissing the top of your head, satisfaction surging warm and proud when you tried to snuggle even closer to him, tangling your legs even more with his.

“Oh lord, no it’s all frizzy. I once had a hairdresser -”

You spent some time talking about nothing and everything, the languid morning settling heavy in your bones. Bucky felt like he was floating, like time slowed and you were hiding away together on a cloud of affection and drowsy, peaceful contentment. 

Nestled together in the privacy of his room, Bucky’s thoughts went to the future for once, and not the past. They went to the hope that you would tell him you loved him one day. That he would be ready to receive that love then, and be truly deserving of it. As of now, maybe he could get used to sleeping in, Bucky thought as he listened to you murmuring about a dream you’d had. 

And after a while, when your eyelids had closed entirely and your breath evened out, Bucky drifted back off to sleep with you, still entangled in the soft sheets illuminated by the warm, spring sun. 

[jenniferrails]

🧡🦋 Good Morning! 🧡🦋

It's midweek, hope all is going well for everybody! Been busy like a bee and been out and about exploring more. 🥾

Anyway hope everyone is having a fantastic day, weekend will be here shortly! 😁

[mtnkat3]

Good morning...

I hope everyone has a beautiful dsy.

Rainy & dreary here. Perfect for an ophthalmologist appt though! Lol! Also need rain & it comforts me. Hopefully I can keep working me. Just.. sad.

I keep thinking about seasons.. of weather.. life.. faith. And how I wanna live where there are seasons! I've wanted to live in the Appalachian mountains most of my life! Guess that's about who I come from.🎶

Anyways.. keep using my emdr skills, reading my books & striving to do my best to rebuild & heal daily. To be more careful about whom I talk to, open up to, give of myself to. I need to work on my trust, self esteem, my eroded self confidence. I will persevere.

So...Today is the day.. shall see..

I gotta get ready..

I know that I am meant , valued, loved, worthy.. deserving. I pray soon I will know God's Plan & Will for my life so that I may act accordingly.

I pray that I am getting back on my trains path so that I may be Blessed one day with whomever my soul's mates actually is. Wherever.. whenever.. he is..

I believe in love.. I believe in him.. & God's Plan for me. I will give my love in such abundance that no other could ever compare. After all.. got 48 years of it stored up so far! I pray.. to be his kinda rain..🎶

Have a good day all!

I believe.

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

I work & await my love on my cliffside..

Your humbled, bowed, sad, fighting fear & the adversary, listening quietly closely carefully ...

Your complex quirky warrior queen daughter.

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺🐾🐯✝️

☔🌫⛈😔🤓👩⚓🙏🙇‍♀️🌂🔗

⛓🧰📝💸⚙🏗🧱🔐⚒🛠⚔⚖🗽🦅🕊

🥧🍁🧣🥾🍋🥤🥨🍳🥮🍯🍼☕🍫🍎🍑🍒

🐯🐾🐐🦉🐢🐛🦋🌱🌺🌹🌻🌷🌳🧶🧵

⌚💡⚡🌠🚀🗝🔱⚜🧩♠️♾🎯🧭🕯

Tu.11.15.2022 8.48am est.

[punkscowardschampions]

Barly & Cali

Bartley: Your present was funny, like

Bartley: lot better craic than most the lads so, cheers, even with the implication I’m in need of them

Carly: I can be funny ha & funny mental, sure

Bartley: Did you have a good night?

Bartley: Better than the previous

Carly: yea grand 💋🍀👗🎄🍄🧃🍬

Carly: did you’s more important of a ? birthday boy

Bartley: Saw your lock with all the 💋🍀👗🎄🍄🧃🍬 on

Bartley: aye, everyone was in a pretty good mood for once

Carly: feared i mightve jinxed you 🎱🎲🔮 talking of your 🎭🩰🎨🎬✨ girl & her inviting herself in

Carly: but no - craic occurred 💙🧿💙

Bartley: I know, that was awkward

Bartley: she probably got scared off though, only girls like Ali and yourself that stick around 

Carly: ah poor erin 

Bartley: Poor Erin yourself, you don’t like her

Carly: u don’t I like her enough

Bartley: Precisely

Bartley: you always say you love everyone, never mind you just met them, s’a dead giveaway when you don’t

Carly: shh stirring the pot for no reason, yous a dead giveaway yourself 🐝🐛🦋🐌🐞🐜🦟🦗

Bartley: That’s for girls to do, don’t be daft

Carly: its for other girls to slag me w out my joining in

Carly: ive no 💪🥊🤕 w em

Bartley: too early to put you atop the tree, calm it down

Bartley: you didn’t look like one though 🎄 you looked nice

Carly: nice 🎀😳

Carly: well I wanted to for your bday like 🎁 least I could do were have a night off from being a holy show for your 14ths sake 😇☁️🎈

Bartley: you didn’t have to do anything for us, not going to throw you out or nothing

Carly: owed u for my 🔒 anyway

Bartley: peace of mind is 🎁 enough

Bartley: can’t be staying out the middle in this weather

Carly: turn to a ⛄️🤍

Bartley: keen for the next party?

Carly: everything crossed your girl takes her hint for a less awkward 1 🙏💙🔮💜🤞🌠 

Bartley: don’t be starting all that again

Bartley: surely I don’t need to talk to her, do I?

Carly: 😶💚 k sorry I’ll say im keen for my excuse to dress nice again so’s you can tell me I look it again

Carly: she’s no dope she’ll have sense for the knowing it’s finished with now

Bartley: you’re the dope yourself, girl

Bartley: you don’t need to search for compliments

Carly: do i not?

Bartley: ah, don’t try to trick us into slagging you again

Carly: when’ve you ever ever been tricked by us

Carly: not even on 💀🎃😈👻 night

Bartley: but you want to 🧙‍♀️

Carly: maybe for 1 sec when I thought youd invited her 🐸

Bartley: now why would I do that

Bartley: I told you I didn’t like her, didn’t I 

Carly: idk

Carly: you’d not b the 1st lad to go back on what youve said esp w 🍺🍺🍺🍺s  in u

Bartley: I was barely drunk compared to the others

Bartley: never am, dunno how Mosey boy ever gets out of bed of a morning

Carly: I try & don’t compare you to the others

Bartley: it’s appreciated

Carly: im that u didn’t invite her

Bartley: Why’s that?

Carly: cos

Bartley: full answer or are you searching for emojis?

Carly: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

Carly: hows that for you boy?

Bartley: nothing embarrasses you, I don’t believe ya

Carly: my god

Carly: full answer, cos I’d be jealous, k

Bartley: oh, I see

Carly: yea 👀

Carly: but look away or whatever I know youre after making a sister of me & ive made it weird how I do

Bartley: you’ve not

Bartley: well, you have but ages ago, not recently, you’ve been alright

Carly: oh

Carly: I’m sorry I’ve fucked it now then

Bartley: it’s best we all just be mates, see how much better it were than when you were after one of the others, like

Carly: loads better idea course it is like

Bartley: I like you, you know

Bartley: be nice if you could be around with no dramas, I could invite you to things then

Carly: I meant what I said im bringing none of my trouble to you

Bartley: you was well behaved

Bartley: might not have recognised you if not for how your laugh sounds

Carly: don’t

Carly: youre testing it by telling me how good I was

Bartley: I didn’t mean to

Bartley: I’m not smooth like Moses is, I don’t have lines

Carly: no need of lines bb

Carly: you’ve girls all over you 💋💓🥰💘 every party w out

Bartley: Erin wouldn’t have chosen us if she’d met the others first

Carly: why would you say that?

Bartley: Just the truth of the matter

Bartley: know where I come in the pecking order

Carly: nah

Bartley: weren’t 🎣 swear

Carly: you’re as decent as your brother without being as scary

Carly: as sweet as ro but with more sense than to be walked on for it

Carly: & as protective as moses said he’d be

Bartley: my turn to 😳 is it

Bartley: but can’t you talk your pal there into not walking over ro

Carly: she don’t mean to

Bartley: that’s no excuse

Carly: he gets under foot u know

Bartley: that how it was with you and him

Carly: you’ll get 😤😠 if we start talking about me & him

Bartley: true enough

Bartley: maybe it is his fault

Carly: not all

Carly: barely none when me & him

Bartley: you’re not to get on a downer again, that were his birthday, not mine

Carly: sorry

Bartley: I meant let’s avoid that, it’s all over 

Carly: jesus it’s hard to behave well idk how you do all the time

Bartley: I don’t

Carly: to be sure you do

Bartley: I’m a lad, I can do as I like, can’t I

Carly: k so you like it being a good boy

Bartley: don’t take the piss

Carly: im not 

Bartley: obviously are, calling me that

Bartley: I just get along with everyone best I can

Carly: you just are what I’m calling you

Carly: I mean it

Bartley: Why am I? Because I don’t want to bang you?

Carly: i said why ⬆️ & you’re 😳 still

Bartley: 🙄 I’ll regret saying we should be mates if you’re going to be such a windup

Carly: I can’t help u getting wound up by me doing nothing

Bartley: see, this is what girls are like

Carly: what are girls like

Bartley: you can help it

Carly: I’m only being nice

Bartley: alright

Bartley: take you at face value

Carly: nice of you 💚

Bartley: least I can do

Carly: is it or are you doing what you like again?

Bartley: birthday was [whether it was literally yesterday when you had your party or before if it wasn’t the weekend vibes]

Carly: ive the knowing when you was born ♏🦂

Bartley: did you stalk my mother for all those gas photos of me, btw 

Carly: your mammy likes me too

Carly: shes the 1 woman on site who does

Bartley: be she’s decent like me and John boy, aye

Carly: she’s a big heart that don’t skip beats cos of what a massive disgrace I am

Bartley: your mammy be worse in her eyes, you’re the child

Carly: & in yours you hate my ma yourself

Bartley: my opinion is the least of her worries

Carly: she don’t worry, I do

Bartley: not for yourself

Carly: sometimes

Carly: but I’m safer now 🔐

Bartley: You should worry for yourself more, your mammy can look after herself

Carly: she should be able to but she’s not there yet

Carly: what comes of forever hoping a man will 🥀💔

Bartley: well, she’s got this far, like

Carly: me too 🌱🌿🌼🌻

Carly: must be able to look after myself like

Bartley: I’m glad you worked out Moses won’t

Carly: he didn’t give us much choice but to learn my lesson

Bartley: you learnt it before he messed you up and around too bad

Carly: felt bad but sure it could’ve been worse, I’ve always had that knowing of how hes capable

Bartley: don’t need my gift for that

Carly: I’d never dream of stealing them back even if

Carly: theyre yours

Bartley: I’ll let you borrow them

Carly: what for?

Bartley: what do you think I’ll use ‘em for

Carly: idk watching my ma’s comings & goings for when hes here next

Carly: youre after kneecapping the fella even though I said no

Bartley: he’d be a total idiot if he came back

Carly: he is but she’s already bored by him

Bartley: that’s finally worked in your favour then

Carly: has many a time true enough

Bartley: no need to get her a trophy for it

Carly: I won’t

Carly: be an ashtray if I did

Bartley: use her [one of the gaudy ass vases you have in your house because the vibes are terrible we know]

Carly: maybe yea but I am trying to be good 🙏🚭😇

Bartley: ⏱

Carly: ah now clocks ticking is it

Carly: least you’re honest about the patience you’ve got or not got

Bartley: you who had no idea how it was kept up messages ago

Carly: you who s’effortless for

Bartley: why do you need to carry on how you usually do?

Carly: how do I usually carry on?

Bartley: you’ve no memory, that bad, is it

Carly: ive told you why I need 🍭🍬

Bartley: how often, and how much

Carly: whenever I have to be on instead of away 💀👻

Carly: how much’s a q of how many people there are & how long for

Bartley: what’s being away look like

Carly: you’ve seen the look of it

Bartley: yeah

Bartley: when do you feel most comfortable

Carly: with ali

Carly: shes 👀 how mental i am when I dont have nothing in my system but she wouldnt call us it to my face or behind my back

Bartley: where’s she today

Carly: busy, how she keeps herself 🌼🌻🐝🍯

Bartley: and you, what’s your 🌼🌻🐝🍯 going to look like

Carly: I’m not busy today

Bartley: idle hands and all that

Carly: 😈😝😜🤪😈

Bartley: called it

Carly: been waiting since ⛄️🤍 for u to tell us whores dont get themselves cold cos of all the hell 🔥

Bartley: I’m no priest

Carly: til I ❤️🎨✨🧡🧵💚💄🖤 your costume

Bartley: that’s what you wanna see next

Carly: don’t you wanna do an exorcism on me?

Bartley: not seen you do the stairs trick yet

Carly: take me somewhere & I’ll do it for yous

Bartley: where

Carly: wes need for proper stairs like she had in the film 

Carly: where d’ya know of? 🏠🏭🏢🏬🏥🏦🏨🏪🏫🏩

Bartley: let me think

Carly: weren’t yous lads working down [somewhere we’re saying could work even though it’s clearly a bad idea]?

Bartley: I can’t take you there

Carly: come on like 🥺

Carly: we’ll be in & out it’s 1 trick

Bartley: until you take a fall and snap your neck

Carly: when im a 👵 nanna

Carly: 🥺 please 🎁 

Bartley: If you do, I’ll get in so much shit with [whoever in your fam is running this site]

Carly: no trouble, promise

Carly: am I not a good girl now?

Bartley: I’d say this kills your streak 

Carly: you said you wanted to watch, this heres for u & your birthday

Bartley: alright, I’ll get the keys off my brother

Bartley: we’ll put a hard hat on you

Carly: yay 💚👽🌱🦗🍐🍃🍏🍀🧃🥝💚

Carly: & yea for the best as I’ve not brushed my hair

Bartley: birds nest will save you from permanent brain damage 

Carly: found my brush out for the party s’not that bad or been that long, gobshite 😅

Bartley: won’t say you looked nice again, blood will already be rushing to your head when you’re upside down

Carly: but i did

Carly: I remember before when u said it was so 💚💞💚

Bartley: yeah right 😏

Carly: admitting it won’t break your neck bb

Carly: friends can tell each other they looked nice

Bartley: I already did

Bartley: you went all 💚💞💚

Carly: k its my turn sorry

Carly: but idk where to start u always dress nice & look good

Carly: how you smell too

Bartley: when have you smelled me

Carly: @ ali’s when you was annoying me

Carly: & before you slag me it werent the bonfire

Bartley: I was annoying you so you sniffed me?

Carly: shut up no, don’t b an eejit

Carly: I got closer than u usually let us is all

Bartley: I know how to wash myself, thanks very much for the killer compliment, Carls

Bartley: I’ll have a shower again now if you run a brush through your hair and find some decent shoes, how’s that

Carly: hows it not a deadly 🧼✨🧽✨🧴✨ compliment you smell like 🌲🍃🌲?

Carly: ive plaited my hair out the way & im looking for 👢👢 be grand

Bartley: no dress or skirt either

Carly: 👢👖👢

Bartley: You got it

Carly: 👷‍♂️💛🥾⚠️ no 🚑🚨🏥 

Bartley: no fashion show unless you’re Moses, yeah

Carly: hey could still dress nice for us I am for you

Bartley: you who said I always do

Carly: w out trying dont mean u cant 🤠

Bartley: alright

Carly: go 🚿👖🥼🧢👟🔑🚐

Bartley: Don’t be telling me what to do

Carly: dont be 😤😠 @ me

Bartley: I ain’t

Carly: im just excited to show you what I can do

Bartley: been a night off showing off, I get it

Carly: ha donkeys years

Bartley: I’ll not tell the rest you’re back into old habits already, don’t worry

Carly: here away w ye

Carly: when do I ever show off id b scarlet 

Bartley: you know what I mean

Bartley: you don’t fade into the background

Carly: well show of myself isnt the same thing but k

Bartley: surely that’s what you’re trying to achieve?

Carly: im some 🌈🎠☄️🌻🦚🌚🎪✨🦜🌟🦋🦢⚡️🚀🐬🦩🌞🪐🎇🪁 to your thinking

Bartley: Complimentary 

Bartley: everyone wants good attention, don’t they

Carly: enough bad attention puts yous off the other or has me idk

Bartley: maybe

Carly: course you’d never believe im shy

Bartley: where’d I say that?

Carly: ⬆️

Bartley: Never did

Bartley: was thinking maybe I’ve had less bad attention than you, that’s all

Carly: as said youre a lad its different

Bartley: opposite side of the same shit

Carly: youve the right to tell girls such as erin to away herself home & she’ll be off

Carly: no from the likes of us is a tease im not to be listened to

Bartley: no one here is a rapist

Carly: Im not saying so

Carly: forget it

Bartley: that’s how that sounds and neither of them did

Bartley: you can’t accuse him just because he’s a knobhead

Carly: ive not accused him

Carly: he did what i wanted him to

Bartley: Good, don’t

Bartley: your life really wouldn’t be worth living

Carly: im only pointing out yours is more charmed for being a boy 🍀🐇🌠🎲

Bartley: I don’t carry on like that

Carly: but youre allowed theres no wrong in it like theres in the mistakes ive made

Bartley: My family wouldn’t have me be as blatant as those two are allowed to carry on

Carly: those 2 are a level of it all their own

Bartley: like their daddy, aye

Carly: you’ll still not trap me into having their daddys name in my mouth 

Carly: ive no real death wish

Bartley: That’s wise

Bartley: he’ll treat you no better for being just a girl, that’s for certain

Carly: sense I was born with if no more since

Bartley: maybe he’s yours too

Carly: what

Bartley: ‘course he’s not but it wouldn’t be surprising, would it

Bartley: we all know he’s all the children not with his wife

Carly: a surprise to me if theyre my brothers after theyve both had my hole but except for that nah

Bartley: Christ

Carly: i dont have the look of him, do I?

Bartley: I wasn’t being serious

Carly: its not serious to you youve a daddy around acting as 1

Bartley: He’s not your daddy

Bartley: Ali looks more like them than you, come on now

Carly: I look like my ma to be her sister when she’s after that being told

Bartley: She wishes but sure, there’s resemblance plus some years and some damage

Carly: i know yous reckon on him being gorja anyways not of the community

Bartley: We all know each other

Bartley: even if he’d plans of steering well clear, we’d know

Carly: yea

Bartley: I would tell you

Bartley: if there was talk, swear it

Carly: shes all talk herself

Bartley: Forget about her

Bartley: you’d do better on your own

Carly: stop saying that

Carly: I’d have nowhere to put myself

Bartley: You could get your own ‘van for [however much the tiniest would cost because obviously you know] and have a plot for [whatever much you charge non-fam people per month to live here]

Bartley: when you get a job, you could do that easy, aren’t you old enough to get one yet?

Carly: when im old as u but nvm it wouldn’t pay out how yours see to yous lads

Bartley: maybe you and Ali can go in on one together, next summer 

Carly: shes her own plans by next summer no telling where she’ll be

Bartley: well, she’ll still have to be nearby, she’s her family

Carly: she’ll always them wherever shes

Bartley: do you not want to live with her, like

Carly: id love to like

Bartley: you could ask then

Carly: i cant hold her back keeping her on site cos ive a want to

Bartley: you could go live with them, they’ve 2 less now 

Carly: thats a fucked thing to say, don’t

Bartley: I wasn’t being rude

Bartley: they aren’t all related, are they

Carly: ali’s already lost a sister & the unwell 1 hates me

Carly: id not snap the thread shes hanging on by to get myself in the door

Bartley: just a suggestion

Bartley: she should be in a hospital if she’s not going to listen to sense though

Carly: would you let your sisters go

Bartley: my sisters wouldn’t make themselves sick

Carly: by the grace of god

Carly: its shite being a girl u wouldn’t understand

Bartley: I know she’s not doing it to be attractive ‘cos she looks fecking awful

Carly: she’s happier with a book than a boy

Bartley: She’s not happy though or that’d be grand

Carly: shes time to be before she’ll never be married or have babies like your sisters

Bartley: You have to want it

Carly: what she’s after at only just 12 won’t be forever when is it ever so

Carly: by next summer again who can predict her

Bartley: Yeah, hopefully

Carly: I’ve hope ali wont lose another sister 🙏💙🔮💜🤞🌠

Bartley: Her parents are the ones who need to sort themselves out

Carly: id be 1 to talk about who needs to w the state of me & my ma both

Bartley: Who’s her boyfriend anyways

Bartley: he’s been crying about it 

Carly: mind your business I can’t tell you

Bartley: why not?

Carly: ive promised not to

Bartley: is it a teacher or something

Bartley: I’ll not tell 

Carly: you’ll never get it out of us

Bartley: Ugh

Bartley: well he’ll go find out himself, follow her about as much as he does

Carly: shes the knowing to watch out shes no dope

Bartley: is it really that interesting

Carly: must be to him

Bartley: ‘course it is to him

Bartley: I meant why the secrecy

Carly: ali dont like being the talk of yous lads, you’re after your privacy too, you get it

Bartley: She’s not shy though, not like you

Carly: no nothing like me

Bartley: you’re more alike than most lasses

Carly: are we?

Carly: shes my 1st friend whos a girl

Bartley: you dress similar, like the same music and doing the same hippie shit, yeah

Carly: sorry idk my music was that loud I’ll keep it down

Bartley: it’s not bad

Carly: oh

Bartley: but I don’t need you to buy me no bug or cup to the wall next, alright

Carly: borrow what you like

Bartley: you can borrow my copy of the exorcist if you like, when we get back

Carly: no need for u to watch it again once you’ve me

Bartley: Have to think of some new tricks if you wanna borrow any others

Carly: what if we’re all of us together how you suggested 📺❤️📼💛🍿💚 then what’ll I have to do?

Bartley: Keep behaving, that’s it

Carly: keep laying down the law & ill follow it on

Bartley: messer

Carly: I can’t do what I’m told unless I’m told

Bartley: and who am I to be laying down any laws

Carly: who I want to

Carly: I’ll listen

Bartley: only ‘cos you think I’m a soft touch in comparison

Carly: when have I thought that?

Carly: you’re never soft none of the times I 💭 of you

Bartley: Carly

Carly: you don’t like how I think

Bartley: I might like it more if it wasn’t about everyone

Carly: its not

Bartley: it’s not about me

Carly: no one else is in my 🧠💭 you’re a man alone

Bartley: Why now

Carly: I saw you cosy w erin the 1st time before she was messing & I

Carly: idk it knocked me 🤮 or 💪🥊🤕 or 😭

Bartley: Is that why you felt weird, at Ali’s?

Carly: didn’t help

Carly: but you’ve me since & no one else even notices the half u paid attention to

Bartley: I’m just not daft

Carly: I felt proper cared about 🔐 & then I remembered how often you’ve given warnings & tried to look out for us

Bartley: I meant it, I really don’t want to see you hurt

Carly: youre alone there too

Carly: moses threatened to hurt me & 💭 he meant it

Carly: u know how I regret the others, him most

Bartley: I wish you’d listened about him

Carly: I’ll listen now to everything you say

Carly: do what it is you tell me to

Bartley: don’t you want better?

Carly: what could be better?

Carly: you’re the sweetest when u want

Bartley: so are you

Carly: I’ve to hope maybe you’ll want me if I prove I can be

Bartley: you know that we have to be just friends though, around everyone else

Carly: ali trusts me w her secrets you can too

Bartley: there’s a bit more at stake here than whoever Ali is seeing

Bartley: I don’t want it all to kick off again

Carly: I’ll never say nothing & idc what you need to or how you’ve to give it out to save face in front of em all

Carly: you kept me safe i owe u the same back

Bartley: anyone decent should do the same

Carly: you & your mammy are the most decent people around

Bartley: well, she’s taken I’m afraid

Carly: I’m a bit young for breaking up marriages yet

Bartley: 🙄 don’t start, you 

Carly: when’ll you settle, how long’ve I got to wear you down & make you come round to me like?

Bartley: I don’t know, less rush than my sisters to

Carly: grand ive time to change how you 💭

Bartley: you’ve no knowing how I 💭

Carly: of me ive plenty knowing how

Bartley: only what I’ve said

Bartley: and I don’t say everything that’s on my mind

Carly: k tell me what youre after

Carly: don’t have to be everything but something to start w

Bartley: haven’t I said enough

Carly: please say more, will you?

Bartley: maybe you���ve been the only one on my mind since then too

Carly: maybe since when?

Bartley: 🔐

Carly: it was the longest walk back

Bartley: he’s not come back, has he?

Carly: I’d tell you, I swear it too

Bartley: I’ve never wanted to bang someone out so bad in my life 

Bartley: I’ve never really wanted to before, is the truth, not that you can tell anyone 

Carly: never?

Carly: but you would’ve for me 🥺😢😭

Bartley: I’m not a fighter like [your cousins etc who are better at it/enjoy it]

Bartley: Blokes like that deserve it, and worse

Carly: you’re the bravest for deciding to

Carly: how different that is than doing it w out 💭

Bartley: but I didn’t, did I

Bartley: do anything

Carly: cos I asked you not to

Bartley: Johnny still would’ve, it were the right thing to do

Carly: why isnt the right thing to listen to me im who he went for

Bartley: you don’t keep yourself safe

Carly: I was keeping you out of trouble

Carly: would’ve been my fault too if you found yourself in some

Bartley: It wouldn’t be no trouble

Carly: you dont know that, he might’ve caused it

Bartley: You think I’d get my arse kicked

Carly: no he would & hed be sore about it in all the ways

Carly: as a grown fella who ought to know better than his carry on

Bartley: he’s gone now, it doesn’t matter

Carly: does to me

Carly: you do to me

Bartley: Don’t go all sentimental, it’s not like I saved you

Carly: but thats what it was like

Bartley: As long as you feel safer, that’s what matters

Carly: boy you’re my hero 💚🔐🥊💪🔦☄️🐆🐉🎇🐺🌠🐻🦈🧰🦁🌚🐯🦅🚀🐈⚔️💚

Bartley: Away with ye

Carly: 😶💚 but it were unreal what you done

Carly: noone has ever ever

Bartley: well, you’re welcome

Carly: to chuck myself down [however many flights] of stairs yea 😅

Bartley: hey, you offered

Carly: how else am I to get your attention?

Bartley: who else is going to be there to pay attention to?

Carly: we’ve never been alone before you saved me

Bartley: I don’t make a habit of hanging out with girls like Ro does, be why

Carly: you’ve no bad habits I know

Bartley: sure he’d not call it that

Carly: not w ali

Carly: w me he would

Bartley: I don’t think so

Carly: youre thinking different already 🧩💚

Bartley: I don’t think it’s 🧩💚

Bartley: you’ve slept with him, she hasn’t, that’s what’d be said

Carly: what’d be said by him is he wishes they had & we’d not

Carly: why I’m for the bad & she isnt

Bartley: Until they do and it’ll all be the same

Carly: they won’t

Carly: she loves her bf

Bartley: Yous are just kids, she loves him now

Bartley: Ro is obviously fine playing the waiting game

Carly: wes are not

Bartley: Yes you are, you’ve not even a job

Carly: shes her paper round 😝

Carly: but more important shes a 🧠 & 💓 what are loyal & don’t 🪀

Bartley: No need for the defense, I didn’t call her a whore 

Carly: sure look I can hear you 💭 it

Bartley: You don’t defend your own name like this

Carly: I can’t mine 

Carly: hers I can she’s done no wrong

Bartley: as I said, you’re not that different

Carly: she dont act up the same you cant say so

Bartley: She’s still here, getting attention, what’s so different?

Carly: attention isnt what shes after

Carly: I live here & wes friends

Bartley: If you say so

Carly: ah here, did she or did she not invite you to her house & did you or did u not go?

Carly: why you slagging her

Bartley: I’m not slagging, you’re being over the top about it

Bartley: you talk like she’s some angel

Carly: if u say so

Bartley: Come now

Carly: you come now

Carly: if yous lot didn’t look down on us as hard I wouldn’t have to talk her up

Bartley: For God’s sake

Bartley: if you were half as worried with your own reputation we’d not be in this mess, that’s my point

Carly: its my mess i got myself in

Carly: no we & no need to worry yourself if its such a 1 to you like

Bartley: Yeah, fine, forget it

Bartley: if you’re going to be like this

Carly: me

Carly: nah u

Carly: I’m sorry you wish I was pure & sorrier im not

Bartley: Do you expect anyone to be thrilled about that?

Bartley: let alone me, those are my cousins, by Christ

Carly: how do you expect I undo it?

Carly: I can’t even through christ 🙏📿⛪️💖

Bartley: Yeah, you can’t

Carly: forget it how u said theres the decent thing

Bartley: You got it, Carls, no feckin’ problem

Carly: k

Ali: [Giving as you said that Ali hasn’t been able to get hold of Carly because she’s out with Caleb being messy and she’s also not seen her because McVickers have decided to parent, even if we’re still doing the best we can to get around that lol]

Ali: Oi, bitch, thanks for not missing me at all 😭😭😭

Ali: I’m full-on Rapunzel here and not a peep, what tower are you hiding in right now? 

Carly: baby!

Carly: 💛👼🌟🧚‍♀️✨🐝🌞💛🌻

Ali: What’s good, honey child

Carly: 🍭🍬🚬🌿🌼🍄🍆🍺🍷🥃🍸🎱🔮🎈 

Carly: u know me

Ali: Is it

Ali: How is Cavante?

Carly: ha you know him too

Ali: Won’t say unfortunately, be rude, and at this point any company is good company

Ali: even your favourite little man

Carly: he’ll have forgotten me to be sure 

Ali: Don’t be daft, he talks about you all the time

Carly: 🥺😢😭

Ali: His burn is really healed now so he’s dead keen to show off his cool scar to you

Ali: told him my bruises are way better obvs

Carly: [send her a picture of yours which are HORRIFIC because this girl is anaemic af and will bruise if you just look at her and we all know what’s been occurring here, love that you’re in a state where you think that’s an acceptable picture to show a child]

Carly: ❤️💜💙

Ali: Ouch! 💔💔💔

Ali: You win but at what cost 🥺

Carly: hey no I’m grand

Carly: nothing hurts, promise ☁️🦄✨

Ali: You promise?

Ali: I’m sorry I’ve not been around, my parents decided to start parenting, random, I know

Carly: swear youve missed nothing neither 🥱😴💀👻

Carly: site’s quiet as since the other night, only ma’s still her stamina

Ali: G’wan [Carly’s mum lol] 

Ali: that why you outsourced your 🍭🍬🚬🌿🌼🍄🍆🍺🍷🥃🍸🎱🔮🎈

Ali: a shame, it was a good night, I thought, for everyone

Carly: [her mum’s name we gotta give her one lol]s 😤😠 @ me

Carly: but yea it were 💋🍀👗🎄🍄🧃🍬

Ali: why are her 🩲s in a twist? Her and Tess can compare notes, like

Carly: - craic

Carly: being back on the 🍆 market gets her ⬇️ & its my fault so it is

Ali: She’s got to start picking better in the first place

Ali: -IQ -Hair -Hygiene the last one I saw, is that who we’re 💔😤😠 over or did I miss one?

Carly: idk idc

Carly: ive no room or time to be 💔💔💔 id go ❤️🐇🐛☕️🌹

Carly: 🙃🙃🙃

Ali: Wonderland without me

Ali: That could only mean one thing

Carly: you’ve the look of alice more than me

Carly: & [the name of Moses and Ronan’s dad because Bartley saying he could be our dad has stayed with us and is coming back to us now we’re high af clearly]

Ali: [doing a photoshoot of pretending to be this man, aka very stereotypically macho yet posey ‘cos clearly think you’re god’s gift because you don’t know why she has said this lol]

Carly: 😅 that’s gas 😅😅

Carly: I miss u

Ali: I miss you too, Carls

Ali: what’s got your head upside down

Carly: he thinks im 🖤🩹☢️🚨🚮💩☣️🦠💉🤎

Carly: rotten 🍏🍎🍐🍊🍋🍌🍉🍇🍓🍈🍒🍑🥭🍍🥥🥝 not forbidden

Ali: No no no, he can’t be that wrong

Ali: he just has a way of saying exactly the wrong thing, we know that 🦶 in 💋

Ali: not that it makes it excusable, ugh, baby, I’m so sorry

Carly: I wish hed never saved me

Carly: if thats how I felt inside I wouldnt be upside down he’d just b right & id know my place how theys all are after me to

Ali: He probably said it to keep behaving like the others, remembered he’s meant to

Ali: but that’s to mean he was being different, right?

Carly: but there’s no different enough

Carly: even if he 💭s of me the next 1s not far where both his cousins have had my hole

Carly: why would he ever get over that? hows he to? Im stupid to reckon

Ali: No you’re not

Ali: he has a choice, if he seriously can’t, then he can tell you without going over every 💭 about you and that pair

Carly: I can’t be who he wants

Carly: 👗 werent gonna do it

Ali: He’s not sure of that, and that’s why he’s making you 😵‍💫🙃 as well

Ali: if he meant it, he’d not be talking to you, it’d be full silent treatment and avoidance

Carly: its my fault im 😵‍💫🙃 

Carly: me & my 🪀💜 i wasnt troubling myself til feckin erin did

Ali: Oh God love her, we were all glad when she saw herself home

Ali: but do you think that’s all it were with Bart

Carly: maybe I am a massive whore & you’re to lock johno up from us as well

Carly: that’s what everyone thinks

Ali: I know you’re not

Ali: if that word is meant to mean all the bad they say it as, which is a whole ‘nother conversation 

Ali: you’re allowed to fancy as many people as you like, our hormones are doing the heavy lifting there anyway, it doesn’t say anything about your 💜

Carly: even my own mammy reckons im a wagon or she’d put a stop to her fellas trying to hitch themselves to me

Carly: they all see it of me

Ali: your mammy is too concerned with keeping a man and not enough with keeping you safe

Ali: you know I hate to slag her but that shit isn’t okay, she should castrate any of them that so much as looks at you too long

Carly: yours would

Ali: So she reckons, yeah

Carly: im dressed to 🚗👍 when i’ve clothes back on

Carly: could be hes a point too id be better off away 🦋🍃🍂🍁🐦

Ali: ‘Course I don’t want you running away without me

Ali: there’s no point but boys are delicate souls and they get a lot more scared a lot more easily

Carly: & you’ve your delicate boy to stay for

Carly: his brother’s not mine

Ali: Come to school tomorrow

Ali: I’ve got to get in the gates and registered but then we’ll leave, yeah

Carly: on tess’ bad side I’ll never 👀 my little mans savage scar

Carly: or have nowhere to lay my head down when I give bb his 🔐

Ali: I’m not the only one she purports to giving a shit about

Ali: you hate school, we had to come home, like

Ali: nearly everything is more important than [whatever you think is the most bullshit lesson because so many are lbr]

Carly: thought of going in knocks me 🤮 sure but it’ll be the same everywhere tomorrow like

Ali: In and out in time for falling back into bed, I swear

Carly: k 💛 I believe in your magic

Ali: I know you won’t feel better until you get to talk it out with him, properly better

Ali: but I’ll do what I can in the meantime

Carly: he’ll get the message when he gets his 🔐

Carly: nothing else needs saying but I’ll wait w my breath held for what he’s to anyway about how idc for myself & what a disgrace

Ali: ‘cos he does care for you

Ali: or he’d not be bothered by any of it, that’s the truth

Carly: don’t

Carly: I can’t hold hope only for him to decide & say I’m not worth the trouble

Ali: okay, no, you’re right

Ali: you can be just fine without him, no waiting for his permission

Carly: not w out u though

Carly: youre all ive got

Ali: never without me

Ali: I’m way too selfish to let you be free, we know 🦋🍃🍂🍁🐦

Carly: Im not ever ever after free of you 

Ali: you know I’ll still be there for you, wherever I end up

Carly: ❤️🍄🧡🐅💛🌞💚🍀💙🧿💜🔮

Carly: i love u, youve knowing of that

Ali: I love you, nothing is changing that

Ali: just as you are, no notes

Carly: ah now no crying in front of the dealer hed drop me off god only has the knowing where & not look back

Ali: I’ll order some and my ma can beat him up when yous get here, easy

Carly: I wish I could be left on your doorstep instead of @ his window 👀 my 🖤🩹☢️🚨🚮💩☣️🦠💉🤎 reflection

Ali: less of that, your reflection is mesmerising because you’re so 🌼🐰🍓🤍 it’s not fair

Carly: [sorry x 13 which again I’m not gonna type out cos we know I can’t count]

Ali: it’s okay, angel

Ali: everyone has been going out of their way to suck, how are you meant to keep ✨ on your own

Carly: no lad’s ever gonna touch me like I’m 🌼🐰🍓🤍 are they?

Carly: im just 🍓❤️ when i fuck up my knees for em

Carly: they just wanna find out how ❤️💜💙 I can go

Ali: I don’t know, I won’t say it like I do

Ali: but I really, really believe that there is a lad out there who will, who can give you the whole ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🤎 and new colours too

Carly: how am I to find him?

Carly: like my ma I’m too in my own way 🚧🚦

Ali: we’ll work out a plan, if that’s what you’re after

Ali: manifesting, asking your man Jesus, plenty to be done

Carly: grand cos i lied, sorry

Carly: it hurts & I can’t do it no more

Ali: We’re going to figure it out, there’s nothing to be sorry for

Carly: everything about me feels like it’s to be sorry for

Carly: idk what to do

Ali: is that purely from what the lads are saying

Ali: or do you think it about you?

Carly: theyre not wrong but I don’t think youre either idk

Carly: 🙃🙃🙃

Ali: ‘cos it can all be true

Carly: can it?

Carly: & then what

Ali: you’re a full person, not a 😇 or 😈 or🤱

Ali: all or none or as many as you want

Ali: any lad that don’t get that has growing up of his own to do, there’s nothing wrong with you

Carly: 📻🎵🎤🎶🎧 unreal song

Ali: make Caleb put it on, like

Carly: [she will so send this gal the content of you singing and dancing to it because you’re an adorable egg who actually deserves only good things]

Ali: 😍😍😍

Carly: [and I won’t feel bad about this girl rudely dipping because she’s now vibing cos it’s a much nicer reason than her disassociating her way out of the chat/having a panic attack and y’all are gonna reunite at school tomorrow and have a day, even though first poor Carly will have to do her Effy style walk of shame back on site in the AM to come and put her uniform on and be looking a MESS even before she fully then has a panic attack outside her own gaff on her way to post this lock to this boy through his door, soz hun that you’re always going through it, up to you boo if he sees any of this or not but god bless, he’ll at least see at some point she has taken this lock off and returned it]

[jeyramarie]

Harper’s Bazaar- Florence Pugh x Reader

summary: anxiety filled your mind as THE interview came out

warnings: none? 

a/n: i lost inspo for this one. hopefully it’s not too shitty 🥲 anyways, i hope you all enjoy!! happy reading and love you guys🦋

also, p.s.: just posted my original story on wattpad!! check it out guys!! Flo is one of the fave claims 👀

gif by @sersh​

My hands shook as I waited for the coffee to brew. As usual, I was the first one to wake up. Florence was still sound asleep in bed while I tried not to get anxious as I thought about the interview coming out today.

It was THE interview. Florence was finally going to speak about things that fans have been noticing for a while. Like her break up with Zach or the whole DWD fiasco. Florence and I have been casually dating since May of this year and the break up happened around January so no, she didn’t cheat.

But if Florence decided to come out with our relationship now, that's exactly what people would think and right now I was trying to focus on what we have. I took two coffee mugs out of the cabinet and filled them half way with rich black coffee. Before turning around, I felt familiar hands come around my waist making me smile immediately.

"Good morning." She whispered with a smile as I turned around to face her. 

“Good morning.” I whispered back before leaning in to peck her lips. 

“Are you alright?” Flo asked, furrowing her brows. “You’re shaking a bit.” 

“Oh I’m just nervous about today.” I replied with a shrug. “You know the whole interview thing.” 

“It’ll be alright, love.” She smiled, pulling closer to her. “It’s about time people knew the truth.” 

“Yeah and I agree but they still don’t know about me..” I said with a slight frown and turned around, walking away from her to get the coffees ready as I began to feel anxious. “No one knows about us yet and that’s just.... that’s just nerve wracking.” 

“I know, love, I know.” She sighed. “I’ll tell everyone, I promise but if I say something today, everyone will think I cheated.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” I mumbled, staring down. “I shouldn’t have mentioned it.”

“No, it’s alright.” Florence shook her head. “You have every right to think that way.”

I poured the coffee and turned around before walking towards her. My arms went around her neck, pulling her to my chest as her arms went around my waist.

“I love you, more than anything in the world.” I whispered into her hair, feeling her arms tighten around me. “And I want everyone to know how happy we are.” 

“I love you too.” Florence nodded into my chest. “I wanna tell everyone about us. No shame at all.”  

I parted from the hug and pecked her lips before moving back to the coffee mugs. We spent the day inside, relaxing. Florence was practicing her lines for Dune while I was cleaning up the house. After vacuuming the bedrooms, I threw myself on the couch, next to Flo, and took a deep breath causing her to chuckle. 

“Are you alright?” She asked, closing the script as she placed it on the coffee table. 

“Yeah, just tired.” I mumbled. “And nervous to check my phone.” 

“We can check together.” Florence whispered, placing her hand on my thigh.

She leaned forward and grabbed her phone, immediately going straight to Instagram to see up to 200 notifications. Luckily, most of the comments and messages were nice about it. Many people celebrated the breakup. Others were encouraging Florence to come out as bisexual or gay since many of her fans wanted to see her with a woman. Little did they know she was already with one. 

“That’s not bad.” I chuckled. “Thank God.” 

“You see? Everything will be alright.” The blonde smiled and leaned in, pecking my lips before cupping my cheek to deepen the kiss. We all know what happened after that... 

I woke up the next morning with my arm wrapped around her waist. Her blonde hair draped over the pillow, leaving a soft coconut smell. I kissed the back of her shoulder, up to her neck before parting from her to grab my phone. Suddenly, I had like 2 thousand more followers and many many dms, too many to count. Florence had posted something about me. About us. 

30,897 likes

florencepugh I’m sure everyone has read the @harpersbazaarus interview and I want to thank everyone for your kind support! 

I have been spending these last 4 months with the most wonderful woman on Earth. She has given me nothing but joy and light during these difficult times. This is her cooking for me when we went to Italy last month!! I finally found someone that loves the kitchen as much as I do. ♥️

My family adores her. I adore her. Granny Pat loves her more than she loves me, they’re basically besties! @y/insta/user I love you more than you’ll ever know, you make me the happiest 😘

Tears filled my eyes as I placed my phone down before turning over to Florence again. My arms went around her body and kissed all over her shoulder and neck before moving to her cheeks. 

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” I muttered over and over after every kiss, causing her to wake up with a chuckle. “I’m so in love with you, you have no idea.” 

“I love you, I had to show you off.” She replied in her morning voice before turning to me. “I told you I was going to tell everyone.” 

I smiled and leaned in, connecting our lips together in sweet kiss. Florence turned us around, getting on top of me as her hands ran down my body. 

florence taglist: @flosbelova​ @kassies-take​ @ideas-for-you-to-adopt​ @florencestann1234​ @freewaysigns-underpasses​ @snooy245​ @wandanatvoid @gay-vet-student​ @yelenabelovastolemyheart​ @marvelwomen-simp​ @simpforflorencepugh​ @laaurel​ @yelenabelovasbxtch​ @geico-insuranc​ @oh-its-jennyyy​ @bandit2029​ @youresuchamom​ @simpforyelenabelova​ @omega-horus​ @sat-yrr​ @alwaysbimyself​ @girraffy​ @froufrousnowman​ @slytherinchevy​ @randombush3​ @dumb-fawkin-bitch​

[sunnyasswaffles]

if the hashiras had a modern au group chat

- 9 dumb bitches -

Flame Himbo 🔥: Good Morning Everyone! 😁

a literal watermelon 🍉 : good morning Rengoku!

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: so are you mfs gonna ignore the fact that its fuckin 6am or??

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: shinazugawa your ass sleeps in until noon stfu

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: also who changed our usernames? 🤨 i thought “festive sugar daddy” was a keeper :(

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: okay and?? that doesn’t mean i want to be woken up at the ass crack of dawn

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: whoever changed my fuckin name better change it back or i’ll eat your ass

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: B

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: PFFFFFF

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: I MEANT BEAT DAMMIT

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: it’s too early for this shit

*ugly feral chihuahua 💨 is now offline*

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: AHAHAHAHAHAHA

a literal watermelon 🍉 : poor shinazugawa :(

Flame Himbo 🔥: What’s A Himbo?

a fucking god 🌊: come to think of it, you should keep that name, rengoku.

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: agreed

Flame Himbo 🔥: ?? It Was A Genuine Question :((

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: wait

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: hold on

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: tomioka was it your ass that changed the usernames?? 🤨

a fucking god 🌊: it was and i have no regrets

a fucking god 🌊: until the bitch that ate my onigiri fesses up, the names are staying as they are.

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: istfg..

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: sanemi lookin kinda sus

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: bro your late

Flame Himbo 🔥: You’re*

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: im this close 🤏🏻 to blocking you

Flame Himbo 🔥: Awh Why? I Was Just Making Sure You Use Proper Grammar, Uzui :((

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: damn, i didn’t know this was english class bro. im such a silly goose 🤪✌️

Flame Himbo 🔥: 🥲

a literal watermelon 🍉: don’t be mean uzui >:(

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: anyways.. it was tokito that ate your onigiri @a fucking god 🌊 because he said you took his squishmallow and haven’t given it back yet 😁

vape cloud ☁️: bitch, why you gotta snitch on me

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: because you know i wanted to eat it to piss him off

a fucking god 🌊: i hate you both

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: 😁💕

vape cloud ☁️: @a fucking god 🌊 give me back my squishmallow

a fucking god 🌊: i gave it to obanai

vape cloud ☁️: without my permission?? bro-

im a slithery lil slnakey slnake 😝🐍: no you didn’t…

vape cloud ☁️ : tomioka. if you dont give me my squishmallow back i will send your ass to mars.

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: ☕️👀

Flame Himbo 🔥: …

a literal watermelon 🍉: 🍿

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: 🤭😈

dilf THE ROCK johnson 🪨: Tokito, must you threaten him with such violence?

vape cloud ☁️: yes

a fucking god 🌊: i’ll give it back i promise just let me have it for one more night

vape cloud ☁️: no, buy your own.

a fucking god 🌊: fine, but you owe me onigiri.

vape cloud ☁️: i dont owe you shit

vape cloud ☁️: and, kocho. don’t think you’re off the hook for snitching..

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: you try anything, and i’ll throw your ass on the streets.

dilf THE ROCK johnson 🪨: No you won’t.

vape cloud ☁️: see? himejima got me.

dilf THE ROCK johnson 🪨: That doesn’t give you permission to torment Kocho.

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: 😚✌️

Flame Himbo 🔥: I Still Don’t Know What A Himbo Is.

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: google is free

a literal watermelon 🍉: what does that have to do with himbos, uzui?

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: Rengoku, Kanroji, i love you both but sometimes i really feel like you both share the same braincell.

okay im a slithery lil slnakey slnake 😝🐍: uzui stfu, leave mitsuri out of it.

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: silence simp

vape cloud ☁️: simp

ai yai yai im your little butterfly 🦋: simp

a fucking god 🌊: simp

*ugly feral chihuahua 💨 is now online*

ugly feral chihuahua 💨: simp

*ugly feral chihuahua 💨 is now offline*

Flame Himbo 🔥: I Don’t Know What It Means But, Simp.

im a slithery lil slnakey slnake 😝🐍: i hate all of you

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: except for Kanroji 😉

*im a slithery lil slnakey slnake 😝🐍 is now offline*

a literal watermelon 🍉: guyyyss stop being mean to obanai :((

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: you know i had to do it to em

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎:

vape cloud ☁️: i respect the drip 😔✊

a raging bisexual with big tits 💎: as you should 😌

[nowimyurdaisy]

hi congrats on 1000 followers !! i was wondering if you could do a jess mariano blurb where reader takes him to the dance marathon and makes him get all dressed up and he pretends he’s not having a good time but he is and he’s just stubborn 🦋

Oooooo I loved this.

"C'mon Jess it'll be fun! Please, do it for me" you said making puppy eyes.

"fineeeee, I'll go, but on one condition, I am not dressing up" Jess said. You smiled knowing that he was gonna end up dressing up anyways.

You woke up extremely early the next morning ready for the dance marathon. You put on your light blue dress, put your hair up in a ponytail, you put on your coat and head over to Luke's.

Luke let's you in and you run upstairs to get Jess. "Jess. Jess. Jess!" You practically have to drag him out of his so called bed. 

“wh- y/n, no. Its to early” Jess whines. 

“we have to go to the dance marathon, remember you promised” you stick your lower lip out.  After finally getting Jess out of bed, you opened up the door to his closet and grabbed a white button up t-shirt and black jeans.  Then you pulled out a blue colored tie that matched the color of your dress. “Here wear this” you hold out the pieces of clothing. 

“No, no way” jess chuckled, shaking his head no. You gave him a look, which told him, put it on or else. Giving in jess took the cloths and got dressed. 

The two of you got checked into the dance, you pinned your numbers to the two of your backs. You then made your way over to were Lorelai, Rory, and Luke were standing, fighting about the coffee stand. You opened your mouth to say something, but just then you heard Taylor calling everyone over with his megaphone. 

Then the marathon finally started. You dragged Jess over to the dance floor. "C'mon, be more lively." Jess rolled his eyes.

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Jess continued to complain throughout the marathon about "when does this end", "why is this so freaking early" and so on. Just then Jess twirled you around, you laughed at his antics.

He gave you a look that said I'm not enjoying myself. You knew better than that you could see the smile he tried to hide whenever you did a silly dance move or when pulled him around to get him to dance more.

"admit it Jess, you're having fun" you said smirking.

(sorry it took me so long to finish this 🥺)

"i- no way" Jess frantically shook his head no, "I don't like any of the Stars Hollow festivities."

"sureee" you chuckled at him.

"i- nevermind" Jess spoke up to defend himself. You pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"thanks for doing this with me" you spoke softly.

"anything for you" he replied.

Of course the two of your didn't win. Jess wouldn't admit it but he was really glad he got to do this with you.

(sorry it took so long for me to finish this 🥺)

My 100 Followers Sleepover

[writing-dead-clovers]

Not So Bad (Monster AU!Badboyhalo x neglected!child!GN!Reader)

Requested by 🦋 anon, and I love the idea for this!

Warnings: mentions of bullying and child neglect. Brief mention of cutting and blood.

Bad was nervous after Phil had given him a file for a child, the first one he's had since his son Sapnap. The jet black demon ducked his head to avoid hitting a flying Quackity and Tommy, making his way to the massive station that he was assigned to. He sat down, making sure not to accidentally hurt someone, and flipped more through the file. The child was named Y/n L/n, a 6 year old. The file didn't mention anything about being in a bad home, which made the 9 foot tall demon question if Phil meant to give him the file. Bad flipped through the file some more, finding out that the child was actively bullied and their parents wouldn't do anything about it. Upon reading that, Bad felt his blood boil slightly. This kid told their parents, and they did nothing to help them?! Setting the file down, Bad put the information into the realm jumper to get to the Human Realm. He didn't care what people would say, he wanted this kid, especially after seeing how the file had no photos of the child smiling, none that even looked like the child remotely enjoyed life, just dull e/c orbs staring back. Bad did slightly hesitate because he hadn't told his partner about the child, but went anyways.

Ducking his head, Bad attempted to army crawl from under the child's bed. Upon getting his head from under it, he came face to face with said child. "Uh... hi there." Bad started. The kid shrieked, pulling themselves back into the bed. The demon was quick to get from under the bed and turned to them, rapidly shushing them. "Hey, hey! It's okay! I'm not a bad guy, I promise!" The kid peeked out at him from under their covers. Bad gave a hopeful smile before sitting down at the foot of their bed, sitting Indian style. "Hi. I'm Bad! What's your name?" He said calmly. The child put their blanket down and sat up. "I'm Y/n." Y/n said timidly. "Nice to meet you, Y/n." Bad said softly. "Are you gonna eat me?" Bad blinked. This child was completely different from what Sapnap was, who was loud and brash, even throwing things at Bad. "Heavens no. I'm here to make friends with you! I heard from a little birdie that you didn't have any." The kid nodded, playing with their fingers. "Would you like me to be your friend?" They looked back up at him. "I'm not mean, I promise." He smiled. Y/n crawled over to him, sitting in front of him, almost face to face. "You won't call me names like everyone else?" "I'll probably give you a nice nickname if you want. I'm not mean like them." "You promise?" Bad smiled and nodded. "I promise." Y/n held their hand out, pinky sticking out. "Pinky promise?" Bad reached over and locked a long, clawed, black pinky with theirs. "I pinky promise."

Bad spent the night talking to Y/n, who told him something that wasn't on their file. They were neglected by their parents, who had them by accident, which made Bad's blood boil and want to share a good few choice words with them. Glancing out the window, Bad had a slight feeling that he wasn't gonna get to stay any longer, the sun wasn't coming up yet, but the clock in the child's room said it was 5 in the morning. He glanced at the child who was talking about their horrible parents. "Hey Y/n? Would you want to come home with me? You could live with me and my family, we'll make sure no one can bully you ever again." The 6 year old looked at him, surprised at the offer. "It's fine if you don't want to." Bad said quickly. "What's your family like?" The child asked. "I have a son named Sapnap, he's kinda mean at first, but I think you'll like him. My partner's name is Skeppy and he's super nice! He'll protect you from bullies too!" The child nodded before smiling up at him. "How will I get to go with you?" Bad sighed, before reaching into his jacket and pulling out some bandages. "I will have to cause you to bleed just for a minute. That way no one can take you from me and my family." The child nodded before hopping off their bed. "How do we do it?" Bad carefully pulled them into his lap. "We have to do a blood pact, that way you're bound to my family, it'll hurt for a little bit, but I promise it's worth it, okay little muffin?" Y/n nodded. The demon took their hand, taking one of his claws to the soft flesh, cutting into it. The child flinched, to which Bad apologized for. He cut his own hand open and pressed it against theirs. "It hurts." "I know, muffin. It's just for a little bit, okay?" He let go of their hand and put a bandage on it before putting one on his hand. His tail wrapped around their waist, picking them up. "Alright, we'll have to go under your bed, okay?" Y/n nodded. Bad got down and crawled under the bed, his new child following him. He patted the ground twice and immediately fell through, bringing Y/n with him.

He fell back first, the child being held up by his tail. He looked up and saw Phil smiling down at him. "Find something you liked?" Bad shot a timid smile up to the older male, before getting up. He took his new child in his arms before going home to tell his partner and son.

"Skeppy! Sapnap!" The male said loudly. Sure enough, his son poked his head out of his room. "Where's your father?" "Down here BBH!" Bad glanced down and picked up his partner. "I have a surprise." Bad grinned, moving his tail to show the new addition to the family. "This is Y/n, they're our new addition. Be nice Sap and watch your mouth." "I am nice!" The male yelled.

[witchthewriter]

hey hey!! i hope you’ve been doing well >:D. dude i’ve had a weird week but coming back on here and reading all your new stuff has been like instant relief lmao. if it’s alright, could i participate in the ship event again? if not that’s totally alright!! i put my information here again so you don’t need to scroll, but i switched up the fandoms a bit this time :)

fandoms: harry potter (marauders era if that’s okay), stranger things (ik i did stranger things for my initial request, but what can i say. i’m obsessed and elated that you paired me with eddie <3)

my mbti type is enfp, and i’m a libra if that helps any <3

i’m pretty outgoing! i like talking to people, i just suck at small talk lmao. apparently i come off like i’m flirting with people a lot of the time whoops-

shitty jokes are my jam. i have a mix of 13 year old boy and grandpa humour.

i’m creative but work in sporadic bursts, i’ll do nothing all day but then bust out a painted jacket because i get a surge of energy at one in the morning

big fan of organized chaos, my room is kind of cluttered but i know where everything is. i’ve got a personal vendetta against minimalism

i love making stuff for people and giving them gifts! it’s my love language lmao

i kickbox and do mma, i like the contrast of me having bright pink hair but being able to kick ass ahsgdgg

i also play bass and guitar! can’t sing for shit though

dream job is either as a freelance illustrator or museum curator. something that i’ll enjoy but will still give me time to myself. my idea of hell is having an office job

Want to be shipped? Here be the instructions 🦋

Oh my goodness, if you need someone to talk to my dms are open man. I completely understand!!! I had ... a really wild week too. But you saying that, it actually means the absolute WORLD to me. I mean it too! And you can absolutely keep wanting more! I can do personalised headcanons as well xx

What each ship has in common:

⋆ Fun-loving ⋆ Party animals ⋆ Comic relief ⋆ Soft-hearted ⋆ Bad boyesque 

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

Okay so this was actually really tricky. Because you're an ENFP (and this actually really does help, I love mbti and astrology!!! I'm an aquarius - anyway)

I was going to go with James, but I think you guys would clash a little. He seems a bit like an ENFP, possible an ENTP.

With Sirius, he does like to have some quiet time. I definitely see him as an ISTP/ESTP. Also he would definitely have Scorpio, Gemini and Saggitarius placements. So you would balance each other out!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・He would be so in love with you man. Like he’d want to show you off to anyone and everyone

・You’d get along so well with James and Remus - like Sirius would sit back and be so goddam proud 

・You guys would be so mischevious. Possibly meeting at Hogwarts and having prank wars

・Winking at each other from across the room

・Excessive flirting and dirty jokes

・ Relationship tropes: aggressively supportive, Person A ‘having a hard life and learning to love + Person B ‘loving them unconditionally’, 

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I didn't know if you wanted more headcanons with Eddie or you wanted a whole new ship? So I went with more headcanons. If you wanted me to ship you again, just say so my dear x

Okay so you and Eddie are like a dynamic duo. Absolute chaos. It's like you vibrate whenever you're together.

Also he is an ENFP. So it’s like two hype-men together dude.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・You guys are literally so funny together, can you imagine what you’d get up to? All the shenanigans, the malarky, the absolute chaos. Oh my god.

・I think you would def do illegal stuff, but not like hurtful. Like maybe break into the high school after hours 

・I feel like you might be into DnD, and would be like the leader of the Hellfire group. And challenging Eddie so much as the Dungeon Master (he would NEVER let you see what he’s coming up with before hand btw)

・Giving him random objects you’ve found (rocks, once you found a silver ring!!!! pebbles, seashells etc) and him keeping ALL OF IT

・You guys are like best friends no lie, and basically inseparable 

・Relationship tropes: chaotic duo, always bring the party, feral partners in crime

[taegularities]

GOOD MORNING, BEAUTIFUL RID. it’s 07:47 here. thank you for another masterpiece.

Jungkook is one to walk through the world carelessly, a free spirit. Living life as it comes. At least that’s the picture you’ve painted of him in your head. And to know that he, too, feels insecure about his own work sometimes drenches him in something… authentic.

this is like a quote from a poetry book i read 🥺

“I’m not afraid to take you right here.”

sir-

“And both of us slid down the damn ramp like a skateboard.”

JSNDNDNAJFNA PLEASE!!!!!!

Jungkook can’t fight the laugh that his suggestion calls forth, and he covers it with a shirtsleeve covered hand; his eyes little moons.

🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

[…] Nara…

stfu

“You looked like you were in a better mood afterwards, though,” Yoongi insists, adding more chaos to the madness.

🥹

Peculiar how his words flood you with motivation you haven’t felt before; hope and optimism you want to hold onto.

aah this one is gonna hurt-

That’s the last sentence on the page – it reminds him of you.

YOU BETTER STOP

“I can concentrate a lot better with you around.”

🤣🤣😭😭😭😭😭😭

“For when I get into an actual relationship.”

my heart broke at that bit of jungkook comparing their lives ):

Who knows what they will print and write into their journals and news? He’s way out of your league anyway – or at least that’s what everyone will say once this picture is printed. Not least of all because of the clear difference between your reputations: yours is enormous – and his non-existent.

STOP 😭😭😭😭😭😭

“But I’m here willingly,” he whispers, “I like being with you.”

AAAAAAAAH

“if I’m somewhat okay, little angel… may I kiss you then?”

YES PLEASE GO AHEAD ANDMEKRIEKAMD

“I can’t fuck you stupid if you pass out on me already.”

🐕🐕🐕🐕🐕

“Why are you holding back?” he asks, the smile cocky and lustful; nothing new. “Don’t you think everyone in this house already knows?” He pushes his fingers in harder, rubbing against the rough patch inside you. “That I fuck any logic out of you all the damn time?”

you’re so good at smut and fluff and angst i can’t!!!!

He wraps his fingers around your messy bun and tugs just lightly, pulling your head back.

🐕🐕🐕🐕

“But,” he interrupts, nearly hissing, “you can’t always get what you want, though, can you?”

🥵 but then

“No,” he whispers, his hand leaving your hair to grip your jaw, “no. Let me just please you today, yeah?”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asks, his voice husky and quiet, kind of intimidating… but still fond somehow. “We’re not done yet.”

JESUS CHRIST

Devours your sounds, watches logic and thinking abilities slip out of your head entirely. The curve of his shaft reaches every sensitive spot inside you, rubs desperately.

oh dear lord

The nickname, usually an irritating term, launches you up and above the clouds; suddenly endearing… maybe even sweet.

oh no-

His lips skim the apple of your cheek… up to your temple; place a kiss on one of your eyebrows with closed eyes.

🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

And Jungkook’s heart falls – down and deep into a pit.

EXCUSE ME RID I LOVE YOU BUT WHY?

WAAAAAHHHH PAULEEEEYYYYYY I DON'T DESERVE U !!!!!! u know i absolutely love how u point out most of the things i want pointed out while writing, like u're so 😭 <33

okay, this poetry quote ?! u need to share !! and not the stfu at nara's mention omg 😭 and oh. yeah. if that makes u think this one's gonna hurt, then have fun reading the future parts cos..... 😮‍💨 BUT PLEASE, the 'for when i get into an actual relationship' hurt me sO BAD, TOO !!!

jk comparing his life to oc's.... i know, it really drags him down, but my boy stays strong for her and never says anything :(((( he deserves the best *sniff*

losing it at the cat emojis 🤣 and the 🦋🦋 are real, too goshhhhh </3 ALSO HAHAHAH I'M SO SORRY I KNOW THE ENDING IS MEAN, but i promise things are gonna make sense and work out <3 thank u so much as always, this put such a big smile on my face 😭 i love u fr 😭

[mtnkat3]

Good morning!

Since this is being laggy not sure I can "talk." Lol!

I hope everyone has a beautiful morning!

I need coffee! But.. think it's gonna be one of those decaf chai tea boxed latte blends for me. At least until I'm out & can get a new coffee maker! Can't dig out my lil glass drip kind, well.. mostly the sealed up coffee in my pantry right now! So need my spice blend! One thing I love about autumn is the cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger,allspice, cloves... but I have more cinnamon jars than anything else! Lmao! Love the stuff! Cinnamon butter... sticky cinnamon rolls with pecans & walnuts... ya name it & it's sweet.. I probably love it! Cheeky grin.

But anyways! Got work to do! See if I can make some calls today & someone actually answer the phone. 🤓🙄🤨🤔🕵️‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

And in the next few days I should get all my supplies in to pack me up!

God, it's in Your Hands! All Your Plans & time.

Wherever & whomever You Created my soul's mates & tucked him away.. please.. let him be done baking when I am. and being us together soon? please Lord?

Patience MY daughter.

Sigh. Yes Father.

I work as I await Your Plans on the cliffside.. so ready Father. So ready..

~True love never dies & true love always waits!.~

Your humbled, bowed, listening quietly, closely, & carefully daughter..

Your complex quirky warrior queen daughter.

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺🐾🐯✝️

☔😔🤓⚓🙏🙇‍♀️🌂🔗⛓🧰📝📋📆🔐⚙🏗🧱⚒🛠⚔⚖🗽🥧🍁🧣🥾🍋🥤🥨🍳🥮🍯🍼☕🍫 🍎🍑🍒🐯🐾🐐🦉🐢🐛🦋🌱🌺🌹🌻🌷🌳🧶🧵⌚💡⚡🌠🚀🗝🔱⚜💝🐻🦌🧩♠️♾🎯🧭🎶🕯

W.11.16.2022 9.53am. Est.

[foxyslide]

🦋DIARY🌸

TW intake mentioned, cw mentioned, narcissistic mother mentioned 🙄

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so what happened last weekend was this. I had this in my drafts but couldn’t finish it.

“My mother came to visit us today, started out well, she brought me more of my old clothes, wore them to the park today. Regretted wearing a skirt, not great at all while cycling. Anyway, then my mother and I started talking about cycling and she hit me with “how many kilos are you? I’m 50. I gained two kilos but you can’t see the fat on me, because I’m just eating more fruits”💀💀💀💀💀💀💀Hubby interjected by saying it doesn’t matter how many kilos she is because while cycling She’ll be loosing fat but gaining muscle weight. And my mother said no kilos are still important 💀💀💀 like no pause for thought about what she’s saying. She’s much shorter than I am so 50kg for her is still a lot, she has a belly, whereas for me I would be close to being underweight at 50kg. but from her saying that shes defo in competition with me. im determined to ”win” 🤡 she’s very proud that her legs are wayyyyy slimmer than mine. I have my fathers legs.

At the park I was feeling self conscious nothing new, but managed to get some sun for my legs lol. Hubby had brought some food enough for me too and I thought fuck it I’ll eat today and since he’s working tm i can work off all the calories cycling for several hours, so I ate around 395kcal. Later hubby mentioned that all these good looking couples are so typical, I asked him aren’t we good looking? And he said no we’re not, these guys are all toned and we’re not, i don’t know what my expression was like he saw my face and said we’re cute. I said okay. Didn’t feel great to know he doesn’t think we’re good looking lol. And if he thought that I was wondering why he decided to eat more. But then it doesn’t show on him at all. I told him I wasn’t gonna eat more. That’s it for me for the day, there’s no way I can swallow more knowing my own husband doesn’t think im good looking. I guess when he says im beautiful it’s not in the literal sense, but in the sense that everyone is beautiful.”

I told him my feelings about this later and he said of course we’re good looking just not in the beauty standard way of being fit and toned, but we’re getting there he said! We just have to keep cycling. He said if I decided to try to look like the models and wear makeup and dress up I would fit in with them. I don’t deserve him lol.

“Wanted to fast the whole day today but ruined it. At least I didn’t have more than 500kcal. The last two evenings I ate and it felt like binging, and i couldnt bare to come on tumblr because of that, was too embarrassed. but today morning after my mother left I was curious about my weight and stepped on the scale, I was so surprised to see I am 53.6kg despite all the food. Still at the park now. Haven’t done much cycling so don’t think I’ll burn many cal today.. but as long as I can fast for the rest of the day and do some yoga and stretching i should be fine.  Hubby keeps asking if I’m okay, I’m not, there’s way too many ppl and im self conscious about everything, should have worn a hoodie, im not wearing these kinds of clothes again but I’m just lying here on my phone and I’m not making it his problem, so he should just enjoy his time out until he’s ready to go home. I can’t wait to go home, I feel like doing fuck all and lying in bed. Ill be craving all the food hubby makes for himself, I can anticipate how difficult it will be to fast, but I think remembering his words will do the trick 💀💀💀💀”

he was just being honest about us, we’re not the beauty standard YET. Yesterday he told me every time we go out he’s proud to have me beside him. I don’t understand why I don’t love myself when he tells me shit like this all the time. I really don’t deserve him.

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[marc-spectorr]

Hi Callie! 🦜

Omgosh I’ve been meaning to type out a response while at work but it’s been really busy.

I watched Inside Llewyn Davis and I feel like the fandom pariah….I mean I didn’t NOT like it but I didn’t like it as much as I thought I would. Honestly, Oscar really carried that film. I feel like everyone else was a little static. But Omgosh I think it hit a little too close to home for me?? Him just spending the whole movie trying so hard and people just being so freakin mean to him just reminded me of myself and the constant hope of “maybe it’ll be different this time” only to have my hope drop at the next scene was heavy for me. Maybe one day I’ll rewatch it again when I’m a little less sad and it’ll watch differently? Also watched it with my mom and it wasn’t her type of movie so maybe if I watched it by myself I would pick up on more? Idk 🤷🏻‍♀️

BUT I heard you watched the Force Awakens?? What did you think?? I’ve rewatched the scene where Finn and Poe escape in the tie fighter like SO MANY TIMES. I just love Poe so damn much 🥹💕

And yes definitely watch At Eternity’s gate. I have a feeling you’ll love it 🥰

And to the other anon who was talking about The Promise (I meant to look before I started typing…I think it was 🦋?? Sorry! 🤦🏻‍♀️) I didn’t realize how deep the history went….dude just finally finding a trailer of it on YouTube where the comments WERENT disabled?? Whoa…..I feel like watching it is sticking it to the people who even denied it happened and that’s more than enough reason for me.

Callie, how’s your week been?? I hope it treated you well! 💕 💐

Oh and I’m eastern standard time. I’ve been keeping up with your posts even though I haven’t been able to respond. Lol I do have a bit of insomnia so sometimes it doesn’t matter when I see your posts. It could be the afternoon, it could be 2 in the morning 😂

Random question, besides writing, what else do you like to do? Do you have any hobbies?

Cheers! -🦜Birdy 💖

heeeeey birdyyy 🦜💚 (also love the nickname btw haha i wanted to come up with a good one for you too like the others)

:o oOo thanks for sharing what you thought about it! honestly i know these movies are going to be a hit or miss. you’re bound to watch something that’s a big ehh while binging on your fave actor’s entire filmography LOL (the things we do for oscar). i’ll give each one a fair shot tho. but anyway back to llewyn,,, :((( people are mean to him?? gosh my heart can’t cope. who would ever want to be mean to someone with a sweet face like his 🥺 if you decide to rewatch it, let me know if your feelings are any different! i think i have this one scheduled for the week after hehe. it got pushed back since i binged on star wars this week.

speaking of star wars.,,, yEP I SAW THE FORCE AWAKENS. AND THE LAST JEDI AND RISE OF SKYWALKER. all i can think of right now is POE POE POE. especially his scenes in the last film??? i think ima need to watch it again tonight just bc 🥲 uGHH but i cant wait to write for him soon skksksk.

my week has been good! busy as always but what’s new lmaoao. ive been super tired too so that’s why ive been slacking on writing recently /: it’s not that i don’t want to write, i just don’t have the energy to do it which makes me madddd. and omggg!! fellow EST here too haha! so cool knowing we live in the same side of the world haha.

as for other hobbies, i love cooking!!! i also love playing video games, traveling and exploring new places. tbh i haven’t done much of those tho since i’m always at work but i’m hoping to find time soon 🥺 what about you birdy? what are your hobbies :))

thanks for stopping by sweetie. ttyl ilyyyy 💗

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🌌What does spirit want you to know? 💙🌌

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#4

🦋🦋How is your life going to be like for you in 2022? 🦋🦋

Hello my lovelies! 💕✨💕✨ this is a new pac I just made to satiate all the inquiries you all have been making about next year. This pac will include common questions like,

Career opportunities?

Love life?

Advice from spirit.

Overall energy of your new year.

Alright then, let’s hop into it! Don’t forget to like and reblog ✨✨✨

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What is the comfort you need?

Hello my lovelies, it’s me Bbloom. I’ve come in with a new intuitive pac, I was having such a headache earlier and felt so uncomfortable but then I decided to chill and just hug my sister in silence and now I’m back wrapped up in cozy blankets with this in my mind.

What is the comfort you need for your troubled mind? Let’s find out my shrooms.

How to pick?

Ground yourself and take deep breaths in to relax. Choose the pile that calls out the most to you, you css as n also visualize a line connecting you to a pile. 1-4 left to right.

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These images aren’t mine, I collected them from Pinterest.

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17+ Your future spouse’s s*xual fantasies about you.

Hello everyone it’s a me! Bbloom! And welcome to my dark hours tho it’s technically morning over here 😂 I think I might try and start something like create 5 or more steamy pacs since we’re lacking in it. It’s just smut and fun, like your very own fanfiction! Please um people below 17 can y’all like skedaddle outta here. This isn’t for you thanks.

Disclaimer: These pictures aren’t for me. I got them from @blackandwhitestyle thank you 💕

How to pick

Relax and take in deep breaths, pick the one you’re called to. I recommend visualizing a line connecting you to this pile picking place and choose the one you feel connected to. If you’re not connected to anyone then you don’t have your message here.

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Your parents first impression of your fsp and vice versa

Hello my shrooms! Welcome to another pac, it’s love family related since the whole world loves the idea of love and simply crave that, because being loved is being accepted and we all want that, don’t we?

Anyways let’s get into that!

ABC- Your parents first impression of your fsp

123 - Your fsp’s parents first impression of you.

A- Clothes hanging on the line

B- books sliding down

C- cursive writing of “Our moment”

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1- Black coffee cup

2- Pencils stacked on each other???

3- Cactus

How to pick?

Take in a few deep breaths and ground yourself. Pick the image that calls out to you the most and relax. If none call out to you, this might not be the reading for you,

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