#food 453

[marvelavengerspovs1]

Be Mine

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!reader

Warnings: None, all fluff!

Length: 453

Summary: Bucky is excited to celebrate Valentine’s Day with you.

A/N: Ok so it's past Valentine's but you all still wanted the fic! It's not written as well as I would like it to be so I will be coming back to this eventually!

I do not give consent for my work to be translated, copied, or sold!

Bucky watches you as you sleep. He would argue that you look angelic, but you would say that you look like a mess. But Bucky is in love with you, he thinks that anything you do is a gift from above.

While you’re still asleep, Bucky carefully gets out of your shared bed and leaves the room. He wants to make sure that you wake up to the best Valentine’s yet. Alpine shoves her body against Bucky’s leg and he leans down to pick her up and pet her.

“Make sure she doesn’t wake up or leave the room Alpine.” He gives her body a pet and a kiss on her head before placing her down and leaving the apartment.

His first stop is the florists. He ordered two dozen of your favorite flowers. He walks into the shop and is greeted by a bell.

“Good morning! Welcome to Bloom’s, are you picking up an order?” The woman behind the counter calls out.

“Yes, it should be under Bucky Barnes.” He says as he moves toward the counter.

“Here you go,” The woman hands him the bouquet. “Must be a very special woman to receive a beautiful bouquet like this.” She smiles at him.

“Well, she is special.” Bucky smiles back at the woman before paying. “Thank you, have a good day.”

“You too, Happy Valentine's Day!”

With the bouquet in hand, Bucky goes to his last stop; Your favorite cafe. He called a week in advance to make sure that they could make your favorite bagel sandwich with a side of potatoes as well as your favorite coffee. He didn't want to leave anything to chance.

After getting your meal, he went back to your shared apartment to find that you were still asleep. Perfect he thought.

He gently closes the bedroom door and starts to decorate. He bought cheesy Valentine’s decor when you were out on a mission 2 days ago. He blew up balloons, hung streamers on the ceiling and door frames, laid out heart shaped dishes, and lit many candles.

Just when Bucky places your food onto the plate, he hears the door open and Alpine’s footsteps follow you. He quickly grabs the bouquet of flowers he bought and stands with one hand behind his back.

“Are you hungry Alpine?” He hears you ask the feline and a meow follows.

You walk into the kitchen and stop when you see the extravagant decor. You gasp and place a hand on your heart.

“Bucky…!” You turn to him with a huge smile.

Bucky smiles back at you and holds out the bouquet for you to hold. Once they’re in your hands, Bucky gives you a kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Doll.”

[ivystoryweaver]

We Shouldn’t

My Masterlist

Summary: Steven Grant is a museum gift shop employee. You are his boss’ boss. (More on this later if you like). You realllyy shouldn’t meet with him so frequently behind the closed door of your office. Especially if you can’t keep your mouth shut. 

Pairing: Steven Grant x f!reader

Word count: 453

Warnings: MINORS GTFO, 18+ only, female reader, p in v, the rest is more implied than explicitly stated, some finger stuff, idk i’m new here, workplace shenanigans, be safe kids and get your work done. don’t be a bad boy like steven.

“Steven, oh god,” you whimpered, grasping his deceptively broad shoulders for leverage as you dragged your body back and forth across his lap.

Your skirt was bunched up around your waist, panties shoved roughly aside, blouse unbuttoned, breasts dragged free of the lace of your bra by Steven’s hot, hungry mouth.

“I know love,” he murmured, breathing hotly against your throat, fingertips digging into your hips as he dragged you forward, then back. Agonizingly slowly.

“Please, please.” You were begging and you didn’t care. You needed more friction. Something deeper. Faster.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispered, punching the air out of your lungs with a deep, wet thrust. “Promise it’ll be good. Want to last for you, just a little bit longer.”

As if he hadn’t been inside you your entire lunch break. Who needed food anyway?

Dark curls tumbled carelessly across his forehead as he gazed down, admiring how you took him - in and out - nice and slow, and so soaking wet.

“Steven, it is good. So good,” you panted, your body electrified by the way his eyes darkened, watching himself sinking into you. He had mercilessly, agonizingly dragged you over the edge twice already, and still, his deep, possessive, slow thrusting hadn’t...ended. What did this man want from you?

“Look so pretty,” he encouraged, swiping his thumb between your folds, right where you needed it most. “Want to feel you so tight around me, love. Just one more time.” His voice was raw with want. But it was you begging. 

“Steven,” you cried, your body betraying you as you liquified under his touch.

“Mmm, say it again, darling,” he lowly commanded, swiping and stroking faster, granting you the speed you wished to feel from his thrusts deep inside you.

“Steven. Yes...right there, oh god. Steven, please...please.”

“Good girl,” he breathed on your mouth, licking into it as you moaned. His fingers rubbed you frantically, his hips matching speed as he finally gave into your pleading, worshipping you with everything he had. “My goddess...”

You couldn’t even kiss him back, your panting, moaning mouth betraying the secret you were trying to keep - how often and loudly you fucked your employee during the work day.

The brief consideration to muffle your deep moans of pleasure tempted Steven to cover your mouth, but he couldn’t resist. He had wanted you since the moment you spoke his name.

The fact that you even talked to him, let alone wanted his friendship, befuddled him to this day. Then you were nice to him, and, he was shocked to discover, attracted to him.

Now, this had happened so often between you - a scandalous workplace secret - he had attuned himself to your every desire. 

Now he knew how to make a goddess beg.

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[love-and-hisses]

Carmy is 4 weeks old today! He's over the 1-pound/ 453 g. mark and gaining well. He miiiight show some interest in solid food in the next week, but probably he'll wait another week or so. He's using the litter box pretty consistently (I haven't seen any accidents) and he's just cute as a button. I am still supplement feeding him formula, and as a result he's pretty darn happy to see me when I walk into the room.

[lavandulawrites]

hii, can you do A,I,N and Z with akutagawa? If you’re able to, ty?

Yandere Alphabet A, I, N and Z with Akutagawa

Akutagawa is such an interesting character. (Yandere alphabet request here)

Masterlist

Warnings: isolation and starvation

Word count: 453

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Affection and love is something completely new to Akutagawa. He will be really stoic, but it’s clear as day when you look into his eyes that he is absolutely head over heels in love with you. He’s touches are feather light and shy at first. He is afraid of hurting his sweetheart. After some time his touches are more constant and possessive. He will give you antiques and spend time with you (you can’t help, but get goosebumps from the way he is staring you down). He will gladly watch a movie after a long day with you, though it’s more him staring you down with his obsessive gaze.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Akutagawa isn’t really sure of want he wants for the future. Love is completely foreign to him, but he definitely wants you to love him back. After some years he would like to marry you. He isn’t too keen on having children, since he is already worried about you and his job so he doesn’t wants more to add to his worries.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

He will withhold your food for some days (maximum three days if you have been really bad). He believes fear is the greatest motivator (he was motivated by fear in all his youth). He won’t ever physical harm you, at least that’s what he claims. He will not let you read any books or consume any type of media if he means you have been acting up. If he finds you attempting to climb out of the window, he will with a stone cold expression drag you by your arm to the bedroom and look the door. He will bind you with a chain to the bed leg and only let you out to use the restroom. If he deems it necessary, he might lift you up with Rashomon and throw you against the wall. Enough to scare you, but not enough to harm you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Akutagawa would break you, but not on purpose. He had entertained the thought from time to time when he first got to know you. He liked the idea of you being docile instead of you kicking and screaming, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t like your strong personality. When he broke you, it was a mere accident. He didn’t mean to and he regretted keeping you isolated for so long. He will do anything in his power to undo his damage. He won’t rest before you are as you were before.

[jackharloww]

Zoo day fic + insta au

Grace has always loved animals, and all kinds of them. So a zoo trip sounded like a perfect way to spend your day. Nathaniel was in his stroller and Jack held Grace hand as the three of you walked around the zoo.

“Daddy look” Grace yelled and pointed to the giraffes before she ran to them. Jack shot you a look before running after her.

“Your sissy is very excited” you giggled to Nathaniel that was looking up at you from his stroller. You walked up to them and the smile on Grace face was everything.

“Nate wants to see too” Grace told her dad, making you chuckle “yeah I think he does”

“Come here little man” Jack said and picked him up from his stroller, and he immediately got a smile on his face from seeing his dad.

The four of you stood there watching them, and you were also allowed to feed them which Grace thought was the funniest thing ever. “Look at the his tongue” she giggled when the giraffe ate from your hand.

After a while of being with the giraffes you walked over to were the goats were, knowing Grace would be over the moon to pet and feed them.

You thought she was going to be a little hesitant before feeding them, but she grabbed a handful and put out her hand for them to eat from, “mommy it tickles” she giggled before grabbing another handful of food.

“She loves this” Jack told you while he took a picture of her “should we buy her one?” He looked at you seriously.

“One what?” You squinted your eyes at him “a goat? You want to buy our daughter a goat?”

“But look how much she loves them”

“She can love them from the zoo” you said and patted his shoulder.

You stayed in the zoo for a long time, before the four of you got tired. You went to the cafeteria they had and bought ice cream. Grace couldn’t stop talking about all the new animal friends she made. And when you got home? Well she didn’t stop asking when you were going back.

Jackharlow posted a picture.

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Jackharlow: she got tired of walking. “Dada let’s take a breakie”

Y/nharlow: ofc she got tired…. You and her couldn’t stop running around 😂

Jackharlowsource: Her big siss shirt🥹

Jackharlow: It’s her favorite

Harlowcomehome: My little Princess! You should’ve been carrying her anyway 🙄

Jackharlow: Trust me, I tried….

Y/nharlow: she wouldn’t let him, she kept running away😂

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Jackharlow: My little girl is an animal friend! She had the time of her life today, especially when she got to feed and pet the goats

Harlowslove: She’s perfect 🥺🥺

Cozane: of course she loved the goats, she’s surrounded by them!

Jackharlow: That’s actually nice of you cope

Cozane: I meant her uncles 😎

Claybornharlow: wait… you went to the zoo without me? Ouch

Urbanwyatt: I’m hurt too

Y/nharlow: You are welcome to go with her whenever you want. She just wants to go back 😂

Neonlightsandglitter: Omg 🥺 it looks like she had the time of her life

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Y/nharlow: Made a new friend 🥹

Jackharlow: Is it possible to be jealous of a giraffe?

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Emerror404: He better not take my place

Y/nharlow: too late 😘

Neelamthadhani: 🫶🏽🫶🏽

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Y/harlow: Safe in dadas arms 🥺

Urbanwyatt: Isn’t he hot in that..? 🥵

Y/nharlow: Just like his dad he wears thick ass clothes in every weather 😂

Jackfan101: Dad jack will be the death of me

Missionaryjack: The cutest!!!

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Y/nharlow: He regretted the minute he showed her the horses 😂

Urbanwyatt: She wants one now huh?

Y/nharlow: Her exact words “dada I want a horsie” lol

Claybornharlow: Good luck with that 😂

Jackharlow: She’ll forget about it tomorrow 🙄

Y/nharlow: She won’t, but keep telling yourself that bubs🫣

Emerror404: Tell her not to worry, her favorite aunty will buy her one

Y/nharlow: Don’t you dare😠

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A big big big thank you to my bestie @harlowcomehome for helping me with the insta au🥺 and to @neon-lights-and-glitter for encouraging me to write a fic for this one haha

This is my first real insta au and I couldn’t help but to turn into to a mini fic 🤭

Taglist: @middlechild404 , @harlowsbby , @nattinatalia , @heavyhitterheaux , @hoodharlow , @itsyagirljaz

[wireheadbird]

Safe

(The Vampire Diaries) Elijah x female! reader

Warnings : Fluff Summary : Elijah taking care of y/n the morning after her first time, making her breakfast, showing his affection and love. They spend the day together talking about their memories and cuddling. 453

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As you slept, Elijah dressed himself up in a simple pants and shirt, then cleaned you up putting you in comfortable clothing not wanting you to get sick from the cold weather. He then laid on the other side of your bed stroking your hair lovingly feeling happy simply because of your presence. It was your first time, Elijah wanted you to feel safe and relaxed. After a few hours of admiring you and holding you close, he noticed the sun shining through a crack in the curtains onto your face and slowly got up to close it. He looks at the clock noticing the time and decides to make his way into the kitchen, but not before tucking you in well and adjusting your head onto the pillow gently placing a kiss on your forehead.

He leaves the room wanting to make you something special, perhaps a classic breakfast. When he started cooking the pancakes and eggs, a warm aroma filled the house. He brewed a coffee just the way you like it and placed it on the tray with the food and utensils, placing it on the nightstand next to your side of the bed. “What’s this?” you perk up forgetting about your sleep the moment you smell the food “I made you breakfast” he smiles at you warmly. “This looks amazing..thank you Eli” you were unable to contain your excitement as you dug into the delicious meal. He looked at you feeling a warm glow in his chest, a deep sense of happiness and love overcame him. 

You looked down at yourself in confusion “when did I–” “oh I put you in a new set of clothes so you don't get sick, its been getting really cold recently” he picked up the warm cup of coffee putting it to your lips helping you drink it. “How are you feeling?” he smiled at you not losing eye contact “never been better” you replied taking another bite. “If you’re still feeling sore we could stay in bed and cuddle all day” he took away the tray after you finished your meal and you couldn’t help but smile. “Who would’ve known the one and only Elijah Mikaelson can be this sweet” you joked “Sweet, hm?” he leaned forward giving you a kiss, “come here” he laid back down in his previous spot with his chin on your head. You spent the rest of the day talking about the old memories of when you two first met and silly encounters you’ve had ever since. 

You were glad he chose to spend today with you, he made you feel safe and you weren’t as worried and scared as you were the night before.

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Help- I'm so bad at writing fluff but here's my attempt i hope i didn't ruin the image you had in your head for this fic anon

Thank you for the request :)

[cypherdecypher]

Animal of the Day!

Emperor Tamarin (Saguinus imperator)

(Photo from Buttonwood Park Zoo)

Conservation Status- Least Concern

Habitat- South America

Size (Weight/Length)- 453 g; 25 cm

Diet- Fruit; Nectar; Leaves; Insects

Cool Facts- With that ‘stache it’s clear why emperor tamarins are the king of their domain. These tiny monkeys live in small groups led by the oldest individual being either female or male. Extremely chatty, the emperor tamarin can project its voice 150 meters away, that’s pretty small for a 25 centimeter long monkey. While breeding is based on how much food is around, a single female generally has several litters a year. Almost always having twins, the baby tamarins cling to their mother’s back until they are completely weened. Other emperor tamarins in their group will help to carry the babies while the mother feeds and males, often not the father, will actively seek out the babies to carry around.

Rating- 13/10 (Might you twirl your moostache at me, good sir?)

[villainessprefect]

title: Dancing Around the Rules

summary: The upcoming unbirthday party is special and requires a certain rule to be followed. So, you ask Riddle for help.

ship: Riddle x gn!reader

word count: 1,964

note: there's 800+ rules and I’m making up my own for fic purposes

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"Is it really necessary to dance at the next unbirthday party?"

"Of course it is. Rule #453: "For the 49th unbirthday party of the year, guests must dance with a partner at least once before the party ends." There will be no exceptions to this rule. It's a rarity to reach this many unbirthday parties and we need it to be celebrated as intended."

You're not surprised by the odd rule. At this point, you nearly expect to hear a rule for everything under the sun and moon. What does surprise you is how many unbirthday parties have been held in such a short amount of time. And, you'd have to agree with him on the matter. If this unbirthday party had a specific rule then it wouldn't hurt to follow it, especially since it added a little flair to the usual scene.

Not that the past ones were dull, heavens no! Every party was a blast and you were grateful to be invited to each one. Dining with Trey's perfectly crafted food, photobombing Cater's selfies, beating your best friends at croquet, and spending tea time with Riddle. What more could you ask for?

You would definitely be attending the next unbirthday party, regardless of your dancing skills. Yet, the thought of having to dance with someone makes you nervous. You can already hear Ace's teasing if you step on your partner's foot.

(Maybe he should be your partner and you could unintentionally step on him whenever he opens his mouth. Just a thought. A tempting one.)

"What if...someone doesn't know how to dance?"

You doubt you could get out of it. Sure, Riddle allowed you to break a few rules here and there. You weren't from his dorm despite how often you were seen in Heartslabyul. And you did your best to follow the more common ones whenever you could, but it's impossible to remember all the rules. It's amazing how Riddle knew them all by heart.

"Nonsense. Everyone should know how to," Riddle states. He pauses before wearing a worrisome look. "Although, I don't quite understand the latest dances. Cater would know more about those."

You smile and hold back a chuckle. It's hard not to imagine one of the boys doing one of the latest dance trends. This next party is definitely going to be...interesting.

"I dislike the thought of changing the rules, but if I could I'd like to add that the dance should be formal." He emphasizes the last word. He's already dreading the fact of what he may have to see at the party.

"What kind of formal dance are you planning to do?" You ask, curious.

"The waltz."

"You know how to waltz?"

"Yes. Mother taught me when I was young."

Your eyes sparkle upon hearing his answer. In a fit of excitement, you push yourself up from your seat. Your gaze is fixated on Riddle, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Can you teach me? I'll be your partner for the party!"

He blinks, startled by the sudden outburst. It takes a moment for him to gather himself. He clears his throat and glances at the clock hanging on the wall.

It's late. Unlike most in this school, Riddle hates staying up past midnight. And the clock is ticking. It doesn't help that it's already past his curfew. Oh, if only his mother knew about the rules he'd been breaking...

But when he looks at you, he finds it terribly hard to say no. If he were, he knows that you would lose that shine in your eyes. That twinkling brightness that he simply adored. To see a despondent haze instead? No. He simply couldn't have it.

"V-Very well, Prefect," he breathes. "There is still time until the party. While I won't expect a perfect dance if you are to be the Queen's partner you will perform as a King should." His cheeks flare up after realizing what he said. Before he could take back the implication, you'd already snatched his hand in between yours.

"Thank you! I promise that I'll do my best to be a good King!"

The fact that you parrot being his King only makes his face flush a deep red. He turns his gaze elsewhere and tries his best to ignore the harsh beating in his chest. It doesn't hurt and it spreads an unfamiliar warmth throughout his body. He can't tell if he's loosening up or tense now.

To distract himself and the funny feeling, he puts a hand at your back while the other links with your hand, holding it away from you both.

A bright smile graces your face. Your free hand goes to rest on his arm. You let your fingers lightly tap against his, feeling the smoothness of his knuckles. You hadn't realized just how small his hands are compared to yours. Nor how short he is. Well, you know he's short, but standing so close to him and looking down at him just feels odd. The way he holds himself with such assertiveness makes him seem taller. He always holds his head high and proud, never a doubt in his mind about what he does.

"The most important rule for a dance is to never look at your feet. Eyes are to be kept up, remaining on your partner."

You nod. You take one last glance at your footing, wanting to imitate his stance before your gaze meets with his. He does the same, inspecting your posture and position before his eyes lock onto yours. A tint of red colors his cheeks once more.

"Follow my command. I'll lead."

And so, the dance begins. It's kept simple—one step followed by another. Riddle explains the timing and the necessity of starting off by doing the box step. Once the basics are perfected, then you could do the more intensive steps.

As you dance, you focus on Riddle. It's hard to look elsewhere when he's practically shining. With the way he speaks, instructs you with a stern yet soft tone, and how he makes sure his touch is gentle yet firm. He doesn't bark at you whenever you mess up, only asking you to repeat the action to fix your mistake. When you intentionally do a misstep or try to play around, he pouts. He weakly threatens to end this dancing session but doesn't live up to it.

"You're picking up on this fast," he says as you circle around. He stopped muttering out the timing for you a few rounds ago.

"Thanks," you respond. "I don't think I'm cut out for dancing, but...I've always adored watching others do it. Especially the fancier ones." You let out a sigh.

It may have been a secret wish of yours to find a partner to pull off one of those dances with. Seeing couples move in sync, breathing as if they were one, practically reading each other's minds- it was beautiful. And you dreamed of doing the same. To dance around a fancy ballroom, to spin and glide around the dance floor.

But those dreams could never be obtained, at least not in your home world. Funny how it could be in this one. Or at least this is a start.

"I think you're cut out for it," he replies, voice barely above a whisper as he attempts to praise you. "You're not a natural, but you're better at this compared to when I first started."

"R-Really?"

Your heart flutters in your chest. To hear this come from Riddle makes your heart leap for joy. You give his hand a tight squeeze and consider twirling him around if you wouldn't lose your head for doing so.

"It's thanks to your help though. You're a good teacher. Ah-!" You come to a sudden stop, recalling your original reasoning for meeting him. You needed help with an assignment and asked for his assistance. You claimed not to take up his time and you finally noticed that you took more than you should.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know how late it was..." You tear your hand away from his shoulder and loosen your grasp with your other. Slowly, your hand slips out from his. "Your curfew!"

A gasp escapes you, realizing just how much wrong you've done to him. Perhaps you really will lose your head tonight! Not that it would affect you, but having one of those collars hang around your neck didn't exactly seem pleasant.

In your panic, you don't notice the frown that had fallen upon his face. Your parting from his had left him cold. You'd brought him such a delicate warmth and then stolen it back within an instant. He wants to reach out for your hand and take it once more. But he doesn't know how.

"Prefect."

He calls for your attention, more sternly. Now you really feel like you've done something wrong. A whine escapes you before a thought hits you. He must be reminding you of a rule! But which one? You can feel that one is just begging to be followed. Think. Think. Think.

Oh!

"Thank you for the lesson, Riddle," you say with a slight bow.

You aren't too sure how to go about this. The Queen's rules are strange and one imperfect action could cost your head. But you might as well do what you can while the rule is fresh in your mind. At least, you hope it's the right one.

Treating him like a Queen, you get down onto one knee. You let your hand slip back into his and pull it towards you. Soft lips press against his skin. They brush against the same knuckles you enjoyed feeling earlier.

"P-Prefect?!"

You blink and release his hand, looking up at him.

"Was that incorrect?" You ask, worried. His face was red once more. You couldn't tell if it was from anger or something else. You feared it was the former and decided to prepare yourself for the worst outcome.

But that collar never appears around your neck. It never would.

"No," he breathes, calm. "That is...correct. I simply wasn't expecting you to know what rule #512 is. "If you dance with the Queen after midnight, you must kiss her hand as the final act"."

"I knew it!" You jumped to your feet, cheerfully as if you had learned you got full marks on a test. Then a pause. "There's...no other rule I'm forgetting, is there? I'd hate to break one after all you've done for me."

"There isn't. You're fine with the rules. But, how do you know that one?"

As far as he knows, Trey would be the only one to have an inkling of the majority of the rules in this kingdom. And for you, an outsider, to know this one? It's...surprising.

You wear a sheepish smile as you scratch the back of your head.

"I've just...wanted to learn the rules." For you, you silently add. That addition makes your cheeks flare. Even if you hadn't uttered those words, it feels as if you confessed them aloud. "A-Anyway! I should let you go. The Queen needs his sleep."

You're quick to thank him and gather your things. Everything is shoved into your bag as you nearly race to the door. You find yourself hesitating, not wanting to leave just yet.

"Can we continue tomorrow?" You ask, hopeful.

Riddle looks at you from his position. His gaze had been lingering on the hand you'd gently kissed. His mind had gone into a haze, unable to think clearly. If anyone else were to call for him, he wouldn't have heard them. You were filling his thoughts far too much.

"Lessons start promptly after lunch. I hope to see you then, Prefect."

[static-radio-ao3]

@jegulus-microfic // august 25 // prompt: gold // words: 453

March 8th, 1986

“Come on, James,” Regulus calls out from the hallway, “we can’t be late!” 

“Reg, darling, angel, the sun hasn’t even set yet. I’m sure we won’t miss it.”  James is still tugging on his shoes, hopping a little in place to not lose his balance completely. 

“See, this attitude is the reason why you missed your Mind Healer’s exam last year,” Regulus intones. He shifts the picnic basket he’s holding to his other hand so he can reach out to grab James by the elbow to keep him steady.

“I distinctly remember being late because someone kept me up at night.” 

James has his shoes on, moving swiftly to pull his coat and striped scarf off the hook. Silver and green, because even though Gryffindor pride never dies, James likes belonging to Regulus more.

“Slander and lies. I was only trying to tire you out so you’d sleep through the night,” Regulus says. When James opens his mouth to contradict him, Regulus says loudly, “But that’s not what we’re talking about right now. Hurry up.”

It only takes James another minute or so before he’s ready to go, during which Regulus continues to fret about being late, muttering under his breath that he should have known better than to shack up with a Potter.

Once they’ve settled on the grassy hill that would provide them the best view of the night sky, Regulus and James start pulling blankets, food, and a telescope out of the picnic basket Regulus had packed them after charming the basket with an Extension Charm.

And then they wait. The sun is setting in the background, casting Regulus in a warm glow. And Regulus talks. Tells James all about Halley’s Comet, how it’s only visible every 75 years or so. How Merlin himself probably saw this same comet in his lifetime. And James listens, perfectly content to exist in Regulus’ orbit.

It doesn’t take much longer for the sky to fully darken. Or maybe it does - James never keeps track of time if he can keep track of Regulus instead. And then it happens; Regulus is mid-sentence when the comet streaks across the sky, brightening up the dark night.

Regulus is completely entranced, gazing up at the meteor and its golden tail with unbridled excitement and adoration.

I love you, James thinks suddenly. They’ve said it to each other before - many times, even - but James keeps it to himself just this once. He doesn’t want to distract Regulus from this once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon. Although James secretly thinks their love is a once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon as well.

I love you, James thinks, and the thought is as clear in his mind as the bright meteor shooting across the sky.

[tonberry-yoda]

Hahahagahahaha diegosaur being original? DIEGOSAUR IS NOT REQUESTING GYRO CONTENT????? NOO WAYY

Seriously though the LACK of Ermes wlw content here is making me so upset like smh the audacity.

So yes would u mind writing an Ermes fic bc my queen deserves better

As for prompt its been a while since ive read stone ocean but maybe comforting ermes after the limp bizkit thing that happened in prison and all the backstory with Gloria and just comforting ermes because i love her sm😭

WE LOVE ERMES IN THIS HOUSEHOLD

Comfort - Ermes

notes - man, i realized how fun it is to write for girls!! i never do it, but i am so glad i can provide for everyone!! this was so much fun to write and i just love this girl so much and she deserves this comforting fic!! i really hope you enjoy it as much as i do!! stay super hydrated <3

word count - 453

You walked by Ermes' cell during lunch and froze. She was sitting on her bed and... crying. You had never seen her cry like that before in your life. She always told you that she would be the strong one and the one to never shed a single tear, but here she was, bawling her eyes out.

"Ermes?" Your voice was soft and she looked up at you almost horrified.

She quickly wiped her tears and stood up from her bed. "Hey, y/n, what's up?"

You stepped inside since all of the cell doors were wide open for lunch. "Ermes, are you alright?" You set down your food and sat on Ermes' bed. She slumped down next to you and let a few more tears fall.

"I really did kill that son of a bitch." She said quietly. You couldn't tell if she was proud of herself or not.

You watched the whole thing and learned a lot about Ermes that day. She was strong and has been through a lot and you were proud that she was willing to go through with her revenge story and not feel an ounce bad for that asshole she had killed. But you could tell something inside of her was still hurting.

"I'm sorry about Gloria." You wanted to comfort Ermes, so your voice was soft and you rubbed her shoulder, your cold hand causing goosebumps to form on her warm arm.

"It was years ago." She sniffled, hugging her knees.

"That still doesn't make it okay. You must be going through a lot right now, huh?"

All she could do was nod at you. Her heart was shattered and everything from her past had come flooding back. You couldn't imagine what she was going through.

"If you need anything, Ermes, just let me know. I'm here for you."

"I just want you." Giant tears fell down her cheeks as you pulled her into your arms, just letting her cry and feel what she had been repressing all that time. She had finished what she had originally come to prison for and you were proud of her, but could see her brain was going a thousand miles an hour.

You held Ermes in that cell for as long as she needed. She needed you and you needed her, there was nothing that was going to change that.

"I love you, y/n." Ermes said.

You cupped her face in your hands and pressed a kiss onto her nose. "I love you, Ermes. And I'm so proud of you."

For the first time, Ermes smiled a genuine smile before pulling you forward and placing a kiss onto your lips.

You would do anything for this girl.

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[blackcoffeecigz]

I didn't expect my ONE meal to be so high :(

I worked put for am hour and burned 345.

I ate 453, burned 345 for a total of 108?

Why can't parents let you be without all the unnecessary questions and comments about the amount of food ypu eat.

[thedesiretobepretty]

Food Log 27th November 2023

Day 1 of the Get Worse Diet

Calorie Limit: 1400

I'm doing intermittent fasting, either 16:8 or 18:6, depending on my schedule.

I did 18:6 today

Lunch:

Cooked Plain Basmati Rice, 104g : 91 cals

Raw Chinese Cabbage, 117g : 15 cals

Steamed eggs, 108g : 154 cals

4 fish and veggie nuggets : 154 cals

Lunch Total: 414 calories

Snacks:

6 Oreos: 316 cals

Golden Delicious Apple, 137g : 71 cals

Cup of Black tea with 5g sugar and 74ml of whole milk (my family won't buy skimmed :[ ): 66 cals

Snacks Total: 453 calories

I definitely need to snack less....

Dinner:

Chocolate Protein Pudding : 159 calories

Dinner Total: 159 calories

Total Calories Consumed: 1026

Total Calories Burned: 113

Net Calories: 913

Steps: 2296

Water Intake: 2100ml

I'm not quite used to eating over 1000 calories a day, so I ended up eating less. Life is Life.

[dalimarisdaddy1967]

The Last Post For My Birthday! I Had A Good Day!

Blueberry Pancake With Butter & Maple Syrup For Breakfast

Cheeseburger With Lettuce, Tomato, Pickles, Fried Onions & Delicious Burger Sauce For Dinner

Strawberry Cake With Strawberry Frosting & Rainbow Sprinkles For Dessert

I Wanted To End This Post By Saying I Had A Really Good Birthday Today! Turning 22 Was Enjoyable! I Appreciate The Gifts, The Food & All The Wonderful Peeps Who Wished Me A Happy Birthday! You Guys Are The Best!

I'll Be Going Back To My Regular Kinda Content After This! I Just Wanted To Share My Bday Festivities So I Hope Y'all Enjoyed!

Tagged Peeps: @detectiveruth @masterdetectivemcf @eowyns-blog @inqyhawke @fallenidol-453 @redrum-eht @hakurakurohime @proustianlesbian @thebiggestpartypooper @rebellovesthings @messenthral @artsydon @hiddenobject-fanblog @pookiethebloodsucker @apeirotilio @ashjudephoenix @ink-and-pixels @arty-girl-asks

[akirakirxaa]

FFXIVWrite Prompt 9: Fair

Rating: T

Word Count: 453

Warnings: Mentions of familial abuse

Summary: Valeria gets ready the morning after the ball, nursing an injury.

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Valeria touched her face gently as she looked in the small hand mirror. A large, mottled bruise over her eye marred her fair features on one side where her stepmother had struck her when she returned home the previous evening. It throbbed with a dull pain as she pressed at the edges, a quiet hiss escaping her.

“I told you, you were to stay home!” the woman had snarled at her as Valeria clutched her face, expression twisted into a grimace as she desperately held in the tears building from the pain of the blow. “Now not only have you disobeyed me, but now you’ve broken into the royal palace and may very well bring the wrath of the Emperor himself down on our heads!”

Valeria rubbed a salve into the bruising carefully. Honestly, she couldn’t care less if her stepmother took the brunt of her recklessness. If anything, it would be her just deserts. No, she was far more concerned that her family wouldn’t face repercussions. That Valeria would be the only one bearing the brunt of her night out.

She began to brush her flaxen hair, staring into space as she tried to tune out the sounds of movement from below as the house awoke. Wasn’t it worth it, though? The ball had been beautiful, the music and food and watching couples twirl about on the dance floor and…

In another world, another life, maybe she would have attended as actual nobility. Maybe she would have been able to tell the Emperor her true name when she accepted his help up when she stumbled. Maybe they would have danced and talked late into the night and maybe she would have received a request for her hand—

No. She stopped her imaginings there. It was more than she had any right to even think about. She would be lucky to get even a lowborn husband with the way her stepmother treated her. Or, more likely, she would be basically sold off to some rich and distasteful man who couldn’t attract a partner on his own. She’d be trapped in an unhappy marriage with no resources to escape it.

But she couldn’t stop thinking about the kind face or golden eyes of Emperor Solus leading her confidently in a dance unfamiliar to her, the way her heart felt like this was right, the way she’d gotten so lost in it all that she’d forgotten she’d needed to beat her family home. Yes, it had been worth a black eye for an evening of pretending she could have better than she was destined for.

She heard a knock at the door below, and wondered who that could possibly be so early in the day.

[disco-cola]

I just spent 453€ on vet bills in the last 9 days because my dog recently had the explosive shits again (also cost me 180€ in april already for examination and antibiotics and diet food only) anyway they did more tests, an x-ray and a blood test that was 210€ alone by itself and i am literally out of money now so please if you happen to be from Germany or EU check out my DEPOP (@discocola) and VINTED (@jennie-jagger) 🥲 I am selling so much vintage clothing I am listing everything I can part with (even though some was hard) like I literally can’t believe how vet costs have skyrocketed by 80 FUCKING PERCENT since they decided to nationally raise fees I repeat by UP TO 80% (before it was 120€ for a big blood test I checked older bills from before the raise now it was 210€ I just can’t get over this) anyway if anyone cares they did not find anything my dog might have IBS just as I do well she is my daughter after all

[original-character-championship]

Bracket H Round 1

Poll 3

NERF (@nen-kaii) vs. Bruce the Just (@bruce-stan)

453. NERF (@nen-kaii)

he/him or ne/ner/neir

He has a zipper that exposes his skull because he thought it was silly, he drinks led water, ne blows stuff up with neir rocket launcher for funsies, and ne makes cookies for neir friends. He's so silly it borders on stupid. Gonna squisch him. Squinch.

4'11" little guy, with a shaved head that's split open by a zipper to expose his skull. Sometimes wears a mint-colored helmet with googly eyes pasted on.

454. Bruce the Just (@bruce-stan)

He/Him

     Bruce is a were-shark Barbarian from a pathfinder campaign im in. he is my precious baby boi and the sole reason I'm on tumblr is to shill for him in this bracket. He was abandoned as a child due to his family thinking him a monster and fending for himself till one day while trying to rob a family for food, he goes too far and kills the dad. Stricken with the weight of his actions he seeks to save as many people as possible to make up for his terrible deed.

     He is the definition of a himbo. The kindest of beans and loves nature especially the water. He is allo-aro as he loves everyone as his ever growing number friends but just can't hold romance in his heart, but still is distracted by boobs; can your really blame him boobs bouncy. He is autistic coded and has PTSD from his past actions, hating loud sounds as they remind him of the child and mothers wails of grief at what he did. He is self sacrificing to a fault and will no hesitate to throw himself into any danger for any reason.

     This is reflected in his weapon "Penance". which he spells (penents). A metal shark tooth macuahuitl with one half cold iron and the other half adamantine. It is enchanted to deal extra dmg at the cost of backlash upon himself, which has been the cause of his many scars across his body. Bruce doesn't care however as his weapon is just as much penance for himself as for his enemies.

     He serves as both the heart and big guy for our groups five man band. While he is obviously the dumb muscle, he is the emotional core of our group that makes a cold-hearted assassin, a conniving theif, a vengeance possesed psychopath, a shadowfell raised Dryder, and an apathetic druid, all want to be better people because of his unrelenting love and kindness.

    He hates killing and will even in battle go out of his way to avoid it and violence in general as much as possible. Their is but a single exception to this rule and that is to put any of his new found family in danger. That makes a woman by the name of Valentina a dead girl walking, as she callously murdered his dear friend Ms. S. An ex school teacher who would hand out gold stars to the party. He still has the stars on his macuahuitl as a reminder of his late friend and debt to settle.

     His caring nature has gotten the party into many adventures as he is always willing to help anyone. From hauling wood, to hunting fish for a starving child, to collecting cat skeletons for a friendly necromancer, to even facing down a 40ft tall face stealing monstrosity, all one must do is ask.

     Now a list of my favorite Bruce quotes:

" I got my info from a trustworthy source....... ya know a crab from that creek over there".

"NO STEALING! I will buy you the shiny".

"I would never kill him, just break a few ribs".

"I've fought plenty of trees and I only lost twice".

"You can be gay just don't do crimes........ok maybe a little crime since he's was mean".

"BRUCE IS INDOMITABLE" ( after holding back a bullete from his unconscious friends.)

"violence doesn't just break a man's nose, it breaks his spirit.............I've seen how terrible that truly is."

     I could go on for days about my precious lad, so if anyone wants to hear more hmu. That being said though reckless, naive, and certainly buried in his own sins; his unyielding sense of kindness and do-goodery make no one more fitting of the name Bruce The Just.

Taylor Lautner from twilight as to add to the shark meme since he also played sharkboy.