#so i lowkey wanna be able to surprise him by being able to write a few sentences to him in russian

[oksanas-sun]

guess who's starting to learn russian on duolingo now

[noveauskull]

hi there! hope you're doing well :D

i wanna know: how would jiyan, calcharo, and mortefi would react when they notice their s/o is very obviously horny, but they're either ignoring it by doing a hobby or they just cling to their boyfriend and make no further attempt b/c they're so embarrassed to ask

WUWA Men When You Feel Horny But You Won't Tell Them (NSFW)

(Jiyan, Calcharo & Mortefi ver.)

characters: jiyan, calcharo, mortefi x reader

warnings: 18+, smut, f! reader, kissing, fingering, teasing, penetration (piv), brief mentions only

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JIYAN:

He usually is pretty sharp, but he doesn't feel the need to be strict around you so at first he doesn't notice

But by time he starts seeing how your ears turn red and how you cling onto him more than usual

The little hesitant touches you do on him made him confused at first

He even asked you if you were feeling ill, and that made you more embarassed

But don't worry, he'll find out eventually

He finds it cute that you're trying so hard to ignore your own wants just so you could give him space

Or force him to make the first move

Either way, he got the message, and he'll definitely pick you up from the sofa while you're on your phone reading smut

Just to press your body onto the mattress of the bed and pepper your body with kisses to fuel your arousal and his

He'll continue to satisfy you until you tell him to stop, but he'll also request you to help him in draining his own horniness

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MORTEFI:

At first he was too busy with work to notice, but when he does notice he couldn't stop smiling to himself

He's lowkey sadistic for this, but he will continue to observe you trying hard to hold yourself back

He's even surprised that you were able to hold back for this long, he's beginning to even feel sorry for you

So in return for your hardwork, he'll give in to your efforts, and peel you away from clinging onto his arm to kissing your neck

He'll even be so kind to rub his fingers onto your clothed pussy all while having you pressed onto the wall

When he suddenly stops though, it'll leave you whining for more

And he knows this, so he tells you in a sweet voice that he wants to continue where he left things off on the bed

Now you can lay back and let him continue playing with your pussy (fingers or tongue) until you cum

If you want more, he'll happily give it to you

All you need to do was ask

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CALCHARO:

He's super dense when it comes to things like this

But he doesn't mistake that look of yours for anything else

You aren't even making eye contact with him, all you're doing was going on your phone and he can tell you're pent up

He thinks you'll ask him for help, but you never did, and that confused him for a bit

Then he realises that you were just being shy, and he thinks you're stupid for that (in a cute way)

He'll walk up to you and get on his knees while you're laid on the couch, catching you off guard before he's pulling down your pants to reveal your bare wet pussy

"How long are you planning to keep this to yourself?"

And off he goes to embarrass you and satisfy you all at once

He'll say the words "All you had to do was ask" while fucking your pussy real deep to the point you're drooling

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A/N:

this was so cute to write ab 😋😋 ty for the request!!

[achilles-rage]

Proud Boyfriend

summary: even though you told deacon not to tell anyone, street finds out that you wrote and published a book, meaning the rest of the team quickly finds out as well. when you come to visit deacon at work, you find out that they know, allowing deacon (and the rest of the team) to praise you for all your hard work.

word count: 1.3k

A/N: this was requested by @twilightlover2007, this was so fun to write, i really hope i did the idea justice! enjoy<3

warnings: none, no use of y/n, plus size!reader, fem!reader, race inclusive!reader

After finishing their takedown, Street and Deacon stand at their lockers, packing up their bags to go home. As Street says a quick goodbye to Deacon, he looks down at Deacon’s bag, noticing a book peeking out of it. He smirks, making a quick grab for it, looking over it.

“What’s this, Deac? Didn’t know you were a reader,” he teases as Deacon turns around with wide eyes, noticing what he was holding.

“Nothing. It’s just a book.” Deacon replies, trying to take it back as Street flips the book back over to look at the cover. He raises a brow, looking up at Deacon, a small smile forming on his face.

“Wait, did your girl write this?” Street says in disbelief, as Deacon sighs, shaking his head, a small smile making its way onto his face.

“Yeah, she’s been working on it for a while. Finally got it published. But she didn’t want me to say anything. Said something about it being awkward if anyone hated it, which is ridiculous,” he states. “I read it. It’s amazing,” he adds, nodding his head, his smile growing wider. 

Street laughs at your reasoning, shaking his head as he flips the book open, glancing over a few of the pages, Deacon watching proudly as he crosses his arms across his chest, standing taller.

“Look, don’t let her know I told you. And don’t tell anyone else, okay?” Deacon whispers as he hears Hondo, Chris, and Tan’s voices getting closer to the locker room.

“Don’t tell anyone what?” Tan teases, smirking as they walk in, walking up to the two as Deacon grabs the book back, trying to put it in his bag. 

Hondo raises his hands in mock surrender, noticing Deacon’s movements as Chris and Tan look over at Street, raising a brow.

Street shrugs, smiling at both of them, shutting his locker. Chris moves into his path to the door, crossing her arms, giving him a look. Street sighs, looking back at Deacon quickly before turning back to Chris.

“Deacon’s girl wrote a book.” he mutters, defeated. Chris scoffs, turning to Deacon, laughing softly.

“Why didn’t you wanna tell us? That’s great!” she says, Tan and Hondo nodding in agreement. 

“Yeah, man. I’d be telling everyone I know. I’m kinda surprised you’re not,” Tan tells Deacon, patting him on the back. 

“Believe me, if she’d let me, I would tell everyone. She made me promise not to. I’ve seen how hard she worked on it, and you should’ve seen how happy she was when she finished it. I even bought 10 copies when it was published, but I didn’t tell her. I wanna support her, but she’s being really lowkey about it, around people she knows, at least.” he explains, rubbing the back of his neck, smiling softly, finally able to talk about it with someone that will listen to his praise.

“That’s awesome. If I wrote a book, I’d make everyone I know buy a copy.” Tan jokes, opening his locker to grab his bag.

“Who’s writing a book? If it’s an autobiography you better make me look good,” Luca jokes, walking into the room, patting Tan on the back as he walks by. 

“Deac’s girl wrote a book,” Street says, crossing his arms over his chest as he turns to Luca.

“What? No way! That’s great, man,” he tells Deacon, wrapping his arms around him for a short hug.

“Yeah, I’m proud of her. She’s always wanted to be a writer. Honestly, I was gonna tell her it was good no matter what, but it’s really well done. I hope she changes her mind so you guys can read it.” Deacon replies, face growing hot, thinking of you.

“Oh, and before we go, I have to show you what we found on our other target. We were able to find his ex-girlfriends address, it looks like that was his old stash house. There’s some stuff we found that forensics wants us to see,” Hondo explains, the team nodding, grabbing their bags before following him to the lab.

As they walk out to the main area of the building, Deacon turns, seeing you walking towards him, a tupperware container in your hand.

“Hey, you said you might have to work late tonight, so I brought you some dinner just in case,” you explain, leaning into his embrace as he wraps an arm around your shoulders, kissing your forehead quickly before you back up.

You’re met with a chorus of hellos from the squad. You smile, waving at them all, saying a quick hi back.

“Hey, I heard about your book, congrats! When do we get to read it?” Luca says, taking a few steps towards you, wrapping you in a tight hug. Your eyes widen as he says this, hugging him back stiffly, giving Deacon a glare over Luca’s shoulder.

Deacon smiles nervously at you, before looking down, fingers moving to pinch the bridge of his nose.

“Sorry, Street saw it in my bag, so he had to tell everyone.” he explains, looking back up at you sheepishly, before glaring at Luca as he lets you go.

“Was I not supposed to say anything? I thought you were excited?” Luca says, a confused expression making its way onto his face, his smile slowly disappearing as he looks between the two of you.

“Yeah, I guess you missed that part of the conversation,” Deacon says to Luca. “I’m sorry, I’m just proud of you, I wish you’d let me tell people,” Deacon says, turning to you. Your eyes soften as you smile softly, your face getting hot. 

“He’s right. You should’ve seen his face; he just wants to praise his girl.” Hondo jokes, putting an arm around you, giving you a tight side hug. “If it makes you feel better, we’re proud of you too. We’d love to read it. Someday,” he says, giving you a wink as the rest of the team hums in agreement.

“Yeah. Maybe I’ll let you read it. But don’t expect me to give you a free copy,” you tease, biting the inside of your lip as you fight back a smile.

The team laughs, Street rolling his eyes, teasing you. “Of course. Wouldn’t expect a friends or family discount or anything,” he says, Chris punching his arm, shaking her head, smiling.

You laugh, looking down, feeling your chest swell with pride and excitement. You didn’t know they would want to read your book that bad. You look at Deacon as he smiles at you proudly, arms crossed across his chest, standing tall. He nods his head, a hopeful expression on his face. 

“We’re not done with this though. We’re talking about why you had a copy of my book here when you know how Street is,” you tease, pointing a finger at Deacon’s chest as Street scoffs, feigning offense.

Deacon laughs, pulling you into his chest again, hugging you tightly. You put your head on his chest, letting out a long exhale, your smile growing. 

“I’m so proud of you, baby.” He whispers in your ear, loud enough for Hondo to hear from beside you.

“We all are. You’ve got yourself a talented woman there, Deac.” he says, looking at Deacon, a smirk on his face.

“I know,” he says, kissing the top of your head, “I know.” he says quieter, loosening his grip on you, looking down at you with his eyes full of admiration.

“Hondo just has to show us something in forensics and then I’ll be ready to go. Do you wanna wait and we can go out and properly celebrate your book?” Deacon asks you. You nod, smiling softly.

“Fine,” you say, faking annoyance, leaning up to kiss him softly. “I’m gonna go say hi to Cortez quickly. Come get me when you’re done.” You tell Deacon, turning to walk to her office as Deacon watches you walk away.

“You did good, Deac.” Tan says, wrapping an arm around his shoulder as they begin walking to the lab.

“Yeah. She doesn’t happen to have a sister or anything, does she?” Street teases, which earns him a shoulder check from Deacon as the rest of the team laughs.

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[f10werfae]

Would Baby Bun ever comfort her husband when he's feeling a bit under the weather? Maybe with some fluff breastfeeding? 🥹 Just comfort, not necessarily smut

Milky business

Lumberjack!Henry x shy!wife!reader

summary: Baby bun comforts her man with a little milk (lactation kink) (lowkey subby henry for once??)

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“H-Hen? What’s wrong? Why do you look so u-upset?” Y/n whined crawling into bed beside her grumpy husband, his head immediately coming down to lay on top her chest, which he had admitted had grown major sizes since she had given birth to their twins, Iris and Beau. “Jus’ feelin’ a bit under the weather sugar butt, nothin for your pretty head to worry about” His fingers were already tweaking with her engorged nipples through her thin vest, watching as wet patches soon covered them, the fabric now sticking to her skin.

“B-but it is for me to worry bout! Y-you’re my husband n’ we’re supposed ta take care of each other” Y/n whined scratching the nape of his neck, little moans and whimpers leaving her lips every time Henry would let his teeth rake over her hardened wet nipples. “You’re so sweet baby bun, ya wanna comfort your man?” He cooed leaning up to kiss her lips sloppily, pulling her tongue out in the process, his smirk widening when she just nodded; already knowing his method of choice.

Within seconds Henry had once again rested his head onto her chest, pulling down her vest just enough to let both of her swollen tits pop out, the milk practically aching to come out since the twins weren’t able to finish her off. This was something they had both experimented with both and undeniably fell in love with as a couple. There was nothing better than finding a new way to be closer and intimate with each other, with Henry finding himself simply nursing on his housewife whenever he pleased or whenever she found her breasts too sore. Some may even say he was jealous of his twins. Seeing his wife adopt the new role of a mother made his heart glimmer with pride, she was HIS wife and the mother of HIS children, she was all his just like he planned from the start.

“They’re so tense baby” Henry whispered placing a soft kiss onto her swollen bud directly, before doing it again, only this time sucking softly to receive some of her sweet warm milk into his waiting mouth. Every so often his mouth was engulf more and more of her breast into his mouth until his mouth was satisfyingly stuffed full of his wife. “That feels so good” Y/n whispered kissing the crown of his head, letting her hands rub down his back gently.

It wasn’t often that Henry let himself be emotionally vulnerable in front of his wife, so the times that he would she would completely savour it. The way he would absolutely cling to her, needing her to be beside him constantly, because she grounded him.

“You taste so good momma” Henry rasped kissing the skin around her nipples, lifting his head, letting her take control of a tongue filled kiss; the taste of the milk filling her mouth as Henry whimpered for more. He whimpered for her, his lover, his wife. “Thank you so much for being my rock, my everythin’, n’ givin’ me our little miracles. Forever my precious girl” He whispered against her lips, both of their glossy eyes looking at each other with so much lust, love and passion.

“Y-you’re so mushy and emotional tonight” Y/n giggled nudging her nose against his, “Can’t you just let me love on my wife and the mother of my children in peace?”

“Need I to do the other one now don’t I? Can’t have the other one feelin’ left out” Leaving another small kiss onto the corner of her lips he leant down to her other breast and let himself get lost in the feeling of her soft skin against his. With the combination of his baby bun’s head and back scratches and her warm milk, it wasn’t surprising when Henry literally fell asleep with her tit in his mouth.

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[garbbitch]

Can you write something about reader and Julien being friends forever and ignoring their mutual pining (which is obvious to everyone around them) until one day one of them finally breaks?

mutual pining

julien x reader (roomate)

fluff!

i hope yall like it

i feel like she would try to be subtle, and it would work most of the time until lucy or phoebe were around cuz they would obviously know she likes you

you would be subtle too but also would be super blushy and stuff when you guys talk.

i feel like she would call you little pet names, nothing that’s too specific like baby or honey or babe or something super specific to relationships but she def calls you princess or sugar and she always does it by accident, like it even surprises her when she says it

i can also imagine her getting you coffee in the morning on her little morning walks (as mentioned on gayotic) and you want to think that means something but you convince yourself it doesn’t

i feel like you (a character i’m constructing… go with it) would bake her stuff, cookies and brownies or something

i feel like julien wouldn’t know if your queer or not which is why she doesn’t make moves, you’re kinda femme and she hates to make assumptions but she also doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable. i feel like the convo about you being queer would happen in a super lowkey setting and it wouldn’t be a big deal

you guys would be at a party or something like that and some random guy would hit on you, (🤮) and you would be visibly annoyed or disgusted by him (cuz he’s a man, honestly so real) and you would be looking around for anyone to ‘rescue’ from him, he wasn’t doing anything other than talking to you, but julien was watching him this whole time anyway. jealously. so your eyes would pan over the room, you would see jo and naomi and kelli all goofing off in a corner and wouldn’t be able to get any of their attention, then you’d look over to katie and lucy who were also not looking your direction and wouldn’t get see that you clearly needed someone to get him to leave you alone cuz no matter what you said he wouldn’t let up. then you’d look over at phoebe and bo who were also not paying attention to where you were and then you’d see julien who seemed to be burning holes into the back of the guy’s head. she would come over as soon as you looked at her. “hey, you ok?” she would say as she walked over to you, casually placing her hand on your waist. you would respond saying you’re ok or something and then she would try to make a joke “not your type?” i feel like she would try to make you more comfy as he walked away or something by cracking a joke. and that’s when you’d say something like “definitely not, i pretty much only like girls” and she wouldn’t react but like i feel like she would ask what your type is, and you would probably say it just depends.

also, going back to when lucy and pheobe make it obvious, i feel like it would go over your head or you wouldn’t want to think too much of what they’re saying. cuz like if they’re wrong somehow you don’t wanna mess things up with her

they’d say stupid shit like

“you look really nice in that dress, what do you think julien?” and obviously she would immediately blush and try to say something that wasn’t stupid

if the whole group were at a party i feel like lucy would dance with you to make her jealous

i feel like julien would compliment you a lot, not in a weird way, but in a cute way

it would obviously make you blush like crazy and she again wouldn’t think anything of it

pheobe would get so frustrated watching yall flirt with each other that she joked she couldn’t stand to be around the 2 of you

but omg the moment one of yall “break” it

so cute

i feel like it would be another night that you had tried to go to bed early but you were feeling restless so you got up to sit with julien while she strummed her guitar

“hey sleepyhead.” she said as she strummed the guitar softly. you would probably huff dramatically. “i am not a sleepyhead.” you would protest for the umpteenth time and she would chuckle like she always did, how could she not. “what’re you doin up so late?” she asked you as she sat the guitar down and tapped she seat next to her. “couldn’t sleep” you said back to her avoiding her eyes. “playing anything new?” you asked her a second later. “nah, just strumming. why couldn’t you sleep?” she asked as she turned to face you. “i dunno, busy mind i guess” you said, sorta lying. not that your mind wasn’t busy, you were thinking about her… again… big surprise! you were running over the little moments that you didn’t know if they meant something or not. “wanna talk about it?” she asked wanting to help if she can. “i dunno i’m overthinking stuff… it’s whatever” you say back to her still avoiding her eyes. she reached over to touch your hand as you fidgeted with your fingers. “can i ask about what?” she asked gently as she rubbed your hand softly, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. you would sit there and try to think of the correct thing to say about it, you don’t want to make things awkward or uncomfortable. “i dunno if i should say.” you say quietly as you stare at her hand on yours. “you don’t have to, but you also don’t have to worry about talking to me.” she would reassure you as she stroked your hand softly. you took a deep breath feeling a little anxious about putting it to words. "i was thinkin about you." you said softly, avoiding her eyes and trying to not get more embarassed by what you said. realization dawned on her as soon as she heard it. when she didn't say anything right away you panicked and immidiately back pedalled. "'m sorry- i shouldn't have said that. i get it if you d-" you started to ramble and she cut you off with a kiss. you immidiately shut up and didn't stop the kiss, you gently touched her face. she gently broke the kiss a moment later. she stares into your eyes as if she's looking for uncertainty. "i- wow- we should've done that sooner." you said with a soft giggle. she chuckled too. "i should've asked you out." she said softly. you blushed a little and she gently stroked your cheeks with her thumbs.

you guys have a long talk about what you guys want out of a possible relationship.

a couple days later you guys go on a cute date

she brings you to a party at lucy's house and neither of you hear the end of it from lucy and phoebe.

[pokemenlovingmen]

Hey there! I didn't see who you write for on your page, so I'll include a couple of characters in case you don't write for one of them.

Can you do a GN or Male!Reader x either Arven or N, please? Just some cuddles and quality time, because I am pretty sure that's what most of us crave!

Thank you!

-First Anon

Ohhh yeah I know what you mean, cuddly fluff is always what I crave! Hopefully people who come for my content have similar interests, lmao. :) I went with a male reader because yknow… these are some guys I have a man crush on.

But yeah!! Cuddles with dudes I have fictional crushes on!! Pokemon gave me a great gift in the form of two fruity dudes with long hair and familial issues who are my age.

cw: child neglect (given who these are about…)

Cuddling Headcanons with a Male Reader for Arven and N

Arven

🥪 — Arven is hesitant with physical affection at first, just because he’s really not used to it. Like what do you mean… you want to put your arms around him because you love him?? Are you okay??

🥪 — Arven’s always been of the mind that acts of service are the only way to win the love of someone from previous experience, after all working so hard at school and home upkeep always earned praise from his mom/dad even if they weren’t there physically.

🥪 — Given you’re both guys, he’s also kinda shy about the relationship at first. Now, Paldea is one of the most queer-accepting regions you could be in, but it’s still, yknow. Not considered “normal”. People might stare, or say something. He’s no doubt in love with you but the potential negative attention scares the shit out of him.

🥪 — But when he does open up? God, he’s the biggest cuddlebug. He tried physical intimacy once and now he’s addicted.

🥪 — You can hold him, he can hold you, he doesn’t care, just being close is enough. If you’re shorter than him, he’ll usually rest his chin on your head and hum happily. If you’re taller than him, he’ll usually bury his face in your chest.

🥪 — Play with his hair and he’ll die a little bit. If you’re able to see his face, he’ll be wearing the biggest and dumbest smile the whole time. It’s best not to mix this with compliments because you WILL kill him.

🥪 — If you’re a weighted blanket enjoyer, you’ll never need one, because he can snap his fingers and suddenly there’s a massive weighted blanket with legs, a tail and a big furry face on top of you both.

🥪 — So as if you didn’t already have the pleasure of cuddling up to such a sweet guy, you also have his huge dog. Nights are never cold when you’re with these guys.

🥪 — He’s lowkey kind of a house husband of a boyfriend and he likes doing things like cooking meals for you, especially surprising you with breakfast, but that can be hard if you guys fell asleep cuddled up to each other. He doesn’t wanna climb out of this :(

🥪 — He’ll just kind of talk and ramble about nothing in particular while you guys snuggle if you let him. How his day was, how Mabosstiff is doing, compliments and things he loves about you, new recipes, funny stories, all that. Sort of comes to a point where even he doesn’t really know what he’s talking about, he’s just sort of talking to talk because he’s not too fond of dead silence.

🥪 — He’s yours, alright. Even if he was nervous about the relationship at first, Arven’s a happy, happy guy. And he’ll take any chance he gets to cuddle up to you.

N

💚 — His relationship with touch is complicated. That and the whole concept of cuddling and just having someone’s weight against him.

💚 — I feel like sleeping at night he switches regularly between “literally the thinnest blanket is a constricting prison” to “this weighted blanket isn’t enough I need to be buried alive”

💚 — So you can only cuddle with him on touch-positive days, but N’s fallen into a good rhythm with you and is very communicative of where his boundaries are at at any given time.

💚 — Pokemon have no concept of sexuality, and no social constructs that dedicate one sexuality as more “acceptable” than the other, so neither does he. Not that he’s the biggest PDA person on earth, but he’s not at all nervous about you two openly being together. Yeah we gay, keep scrolling

💚 — If he’s in the mood for contact while you guys are out and about it’ll usually be while you’re sitting, he likes leaning against you and resting his head on your shoulder. I would say that would make the perfect date, taking him on the ferris wheel on a touch-positive day, but who am I kidding, he’d be too fascinated to rest with you then.

💚 — As one could guess by looking at him, he’s LIGHT. You could pick him up and sling him over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes, provided you are tall enough to support all his lankiness.

💚 — You can play with his hair if you want, he’ll undo his ponytail for you, but I can’t imagine it’s actually all that soft. Probably pretty coarse and tangled to be honest, given his upbringing, tending to his hair was never a prerogative. If you can’t stand it being a Rattata’s nest, though, he’ll rather contentedly let you brush it—through he might twitch or squirm a bit, just because the feeling of the brush going through his hair is NOT something he’s used to.

💚 — He spooks you from time to time on his touch-negative days, because you can roll over in bed at any given time and find him just. Staring at you. It’s a stare of pure love, but his eyes do have a kind of naturally vacant look that’s startling at first. Baby you have the haunting thousand-yard-stare of a possessed victorian child

💚 — When he is in the mood for cuddles, he really likes them at night before bed. Specifically right after you shower, because he loves the smell of your shampoo still lingering on your hair. It’s just so completely… you. And he loves that.

💚 — Fall asleep cuddling him and he will become a limp corpse though. An actual ragdoll. Don’t toss and turn too hard or you’ll break him. He’s fragile. And by that I mean if you roll over onto one of his arms he will be stuck there.

💚 — He’ll also chatter on endlessly if you let him, but unlike the sandwich man above, he can be a little harder to understand because he both talks super fast and lays out his words the same as he does his thoughts, which are hard for people other than him to understand. But he knows this, and he’s just happy that you listen, even if you don’t get all of it. And he’s happy to be able to talk, to be heard, to just… say things and not have them carry the weight of the world when he does. Normal conversation is a beautiful treat to him. Oftentimes he’ll talk himself right to sleep, but between being in your arms and getting to speak his mind on all these simple things, he sleeps really easy when he does drift off.

[ihavewierdobsessions]

Dazai dating headcanons!!!

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE i wanna start writing longer fics but i have the brain of a seal so idk what to write abt. Now i do feel like this wasn't very good but yall im in class rn. I see dazai as a silly scary guy with deep trauma. this could be a bit ooc but yeah

this guy makes me mad but i love him.

He does say he wants a person that would be willing to commit suicide with him... bro don't kys for a guy please.

Get past his manic behaviour an dhe's a pretty good boyfriend.

Hand kisses all the time. but he keeps it lowkey in public bc he doesnt want ppl that have a grudge against him to get any ideas to hurt you.

touch starved af.

Hes very affectionet but he changes the ways he show his love for you every other day.

my bro will annoy the living shit out of you.

He isn't very secretive abt your relationship when it comes to the ADA but it's still surprising for them that dazai was able to pull such an amazing person as you.

Atsushi will ask if he forced you into it and if you need help. laugh it off as a joke but yk he's serious.

If you scold dazai for being recless he'll sit there with a sad puppy dog face and take it.

smack him please.

cheek kisses are his favorites.

He'll protect you from any dangers like som scary dog named cupcake.

[anyasathenaeum]

Hello it’s me (I’m the problem it’s me!) again! I would like to pretty please request headcanons for trigun Vash Milly and Wolfwood helping reader with joint pain pls and thank you you lovely soul :D have a lovely day! ((And yes I do also have a massive crush on Milly she’s the beeeest!!))

A/N: HI FRIEND, YES OF COURSE I CAN WRITE THESE FOR YOU! You're also the very first person to request Milly (WHICH I LOVE YOU FOR), I NEED MORE MILLY REQUESTS I LOVE HER! Sorry these are short but there are more characters this time :P

Vash the Stampede

I feel like Vash actually experiences joint pain too, so this man absolutely understands where you're coming from

Like he definitely gets stiff and pained joints, I feel like his knees specifically for some reason? Or his shoulders, especially his left one due to the weight of his prosthetic.

Vash would be able to tell you're in pain, likely even before you register it yourself - he can read you like a book

"Awww, (Y/N), are you okay? Here, let me help you!"

He'd be there with any and everything that you know helps you with your joint pain

Heating pads? Check, he made you one himself! Pain meds? Check, he's got em in his pocket for you. Distraction? Check, he's already cuddling you.

Vash would just be there to help you in every possible way because he knows what it is to be you

He's there to comfort you and help however he can, and he does it with a soft and gentle smile on his face that never falters

Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Okay, hear me out, Wolfwood at first? Doesn't give a damn what kind of pain you're feeling

He's lowkey kinda rude about it at first, just being like

"Damn, (Y/N), just suck it up already, you're fine."

However, when the pain doesn't just go away, and when Wolfwood realizes what you have is likely something chronic, he softens and becomes nicer to you

"Here," he'd grumble before handing you a warm pack, much to your surprise, "Found this. Should help you."

If you thank him, he'll blush a bit and brush you off, not wanting to come across soft to you

But let's be real - he's SO soft for you already, he's a sucker for anything related to you

He's the kind of person who'd do everything behind the scenes, you know? Like you'll end up with pain meds and everything, but you won't know who organized it all or got it all to you (it's Wolfwood, 110%, he just doesn't want you to know it)

Milly Thompson

MY GIRL MILLY

I love this girl so much my God

She'd be the SWEETEST

"Oh? Are you hurting, (Y/N)? Here, let me go get things that will make you feel better, okay?"

She's SO eager to help you, and she won't hesitate to literally carry you wherever you wanna go, regardless of which joint is hurting you

Like you're being bridal carried or fireman carried or piggy-back carried wherever you wanna go, whether you like it or not

You're being cared for by Milly Thompson, which means, you do not lift a finger!

Milly would absolutely REFUSE to hear anything about you doing stuff that might worsen your pain.

"Ah, ah, ah! None of that, (Y/N), you need to rest!"

She'd baby you SOOOO much and just wanna ensure you're in as little pain as possible (Yes please, I lowkey have a crush on Milly can you tell?)

[inthepeakymidwinter]

Teach Me. (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Y/N is a secretary dealing with the usual creepiness of being a woman in a male dominated workplace. *cough* Thomas Shelby to the rescue. *cough* TW: Drinking Word Count: 1225 (It was a Thomas fic I couldn't skimp on this obvi) A/N:(This might be one of the last stories I keep up with. I LOWKEY might have arthritis so this was the one thing I wanted to work on tonight before I die at work tomorrow and have no more energy for the rest of the week 💀 anyway ENJOY!! I still wanna write more of this because its so cute and i can tell it will get STEAMYY) Tags: @globetrotter28 @theshelbyclan

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It had been three weeks since the start of my new job as Secretary of Shelby Company LTD. I was doing what I knew how to do best. Calling clients, scheduling appointments, working with the rest of the girls in the back to help coordinate others schedules and get ready for all the big meetings the Shelby boys were in. I knew nothing about horses or gambling but that was okay, Polly told me everything I needed to know between meetings and somehow, I was able to keep up.

After spending 9 hours sorting through old mail and calling to make appointments, I was ready to end my day. I was tired of the Shelby boys coming up to my desk just to make crude remarks and then walk away. Between the “are you working hard or barely working?” comments and the weird “I’m better now that you’re here” flirtations I was ready to give up the job I needed most but the girls that worked with me just told me to tell them to “fuck off”. I was too kind to be able to do that and not feel guilt for it. The only Shelby that truly treated me like a human was Thomas. He was the middle brother and the most professional. I admired his work ethic, and how he would put pressure on the other boys to be more professional.

It was almost time for closing the shop when a man in a dark coat walked in. He had the familiar peaky blinder cap on, and I immediately sighed. It was probably Arthur, the oldest of the Shelby boys. He usually came in to take a bit of cash and go gamble at the fighting matches on the corner. I continued to file my paperwork as normal until I heard footsteps walk up to my desk and I sat straight up to look at him. It wasn’t Arthur like I thought it was. In fact, it turned out to be Thomas.  He took off his cap to reveal his dark hair and short sides, a typical cut for the peaky blinders. “Do you have any clue where the rest of the papers are for my newest horse?” He asked me in a frustrated tone. I thought to myself about where I put his papers and then the location finally dawned on me. “They’re…uh- in your desk sir… I put them in the middle drawer on the right” I stuttered. He saw right through me and his eyes glimmered. He thanked me quickly and started to walk away, but it looked as if something bothered him deeply. I saw him stop in his tracks and turn towards me once more.

“Y/N…Come to my office when your done” He requested. I gave him a gentle nod but on the inside my heart had just leapt out of my chest at his request. After my anxiety spiraled for a few moments, I finally got the courage to go up to his office. One half of me was convinced I was going to be fired but the other half of me said I needed to pull myself up by the weak straps on my black mary janes and storm into his office unafraid.

When I finally brought myself into his office, I was surprised by the view of two glasses of some brownish alcohol sitting neatly at his desk. “Y/N, please… make yourself comfortable” Mr. Shelby stood up from his black leather office chair and gestured to the seat in front of his desk. I held my breath and walked over to the chair in front of his desk. I pulled at the edges of my skirt before neatly sitting down and crossing my legs. I watched Mr. Shelby begin to sip his drink before sitting down after me. “So what’s this I hear about Arthur stealing from the safe?” He raised his right eyebrow and looked at me for answers with his oceanic blue eyes. I sunk in my seat and frustratingly brushed my forehead. “Mr. Shelby, I don’t want to get in your private busine-“ “Y/N if there’s something you know…It’s best that you tell me” He raised his voice at first but calmed down the second I looked up at him.

“Mr. Shelby…I don’t want to tell you because he makes…advancements...and I really don’t want to get on his bad side” I sighed deeply and looked down at the floor.

“Advancements?” Thomas asked with both eyebrows up this time. “Uh-…Unwanted…romantic advancements” I murmured. He chuckled for a moment and drank from his glass once more. “Y/N, that’s just Arthur. Actually, that’s probably half of the Shelby boys. Tell you what…I’ll tell him off if you just tell me what’s going on, eh? Deal?” Thomas bargained.

I gave him a sheepish nod and spoke up, “I see him every Friday…leaving from the safe and when I walk home at night…I see him at the fights around the corner.” Thomas nodded and took a deep breath. “Thank you, Y/N,” He thanked and reached for the second glass of alcohol. “Drink with me, yeah?” He asked. I took the glass in my hands and asked him what it was. He paused for a moment to look in my eyes and he realized that I was asking him a genuine question and not joking. “It’s whiskey” He smiled. “There’s a lot you don’t know, eh?” Thomas asked me as I put the drink up to my lips.

“Only some” I spoke and decided to take a big swig of the liquid. Almost immediately it felt like I was on fire, and I started choking on the bitterness of the drink. “Easy, Y/N” Thomas raced over and got me a glass of water from his beverage cart on the left side of the room. He handed it to me, and I grabbed it like it was my last drink on earth. I coughed one last time and placed the drinks on his desk.  

“Mr. Shelby…I do know some things…I know a lot about being a secretary…and I also know that I won’t be drinking again” I chuckled. He smiled softly at me and ran his hands through his hair. “Y/N how old are you? I don’t think you told me when we hired you” Mr. Shelby questioned and sat back down at his chair. I began to comfortably shift in my chair and looked at Mr. Shelby. His eyes met mine and my face flushed. He was similar to me in that he dressed quite professionally every time I saw him around the office. His coat always matched the color of his suits and there was never a day that went by where he didn’t say goodbye to me. “I’m 22, Mr. Shelby” I answered him.

“Well…you have a lot to learn, Y/N” He spoke low and took another drink.

“and I would say…You have a lot to teach Mr. Shelby” I flirted. I don’t know what got into me with that drink, but it was exuding a certain confidence in me that I had never felt before. Thomas smirked at my reply and drank once more. “So I’ll teach you then” His smile matched mine and I felt my cheeks heat up. I could tell this was not going to end well for the both of us.

[actuallyitsstar]

CHARACTER ASK GAME

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell + 21, 24 and 25?

✨ send me a number and a character! ✨

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

i actually already answered this question here, so i will give an honorary mention for this ask, in addition: i am a big fan of the whole tgm-mav-lowkey-being-the-daggers'-friends'-cool-dad trope. like. the idea that they get to know him after the mission and he's obviously taken a genuine interest in all of them and their wellbeing so they all just...stay in touch. the idea that the call and check up on him when they know rooster is deployed, that they start to leave a few extra things at mav's place because he usually hosts their squad movie nights and it's just easier to crash there sometimes, that they realize he doesn't have many people to spend the holidays with now outside of obviously bradley, and they all come together and drag him to a surprise christmas party with them before they go on their own leave for their respective family christmases. that's their emotional support old navy captain and if u wanna mess w him u gotta get thru 11 daggers and 1 son first so good luck!!!

that being said, tho, it can go too far i think, if we're not careful. barring a couple specific circumstances (jake and whatever fucked up childhood/non-existent parental relationships he has had comes to mind) the daggers all have families of their own, and entire lives before meeting mav. i don't think he's like. their DAD per se. he's their friends' cooler than expected dad ('your dad is an ace? that's so cool! i wonder if he has any stories to tell us! he once flipped off a mig while inverted? THATS SO COOL') that they can become friends with and look out for too, and i KNOW he'll be looking out for them. if they need anything he's right there, because that is within his nature. but for the most part, they're all adults who have friendships, and not like. Extra Children. if you know what i mean. except for jake idk i think he needs a role model or something but i guess that makes mav a secret third thing to him idk

24. what other character from another fandom reminds you of them?

oof that is tough!! i think that on most levels, mav is very different from the characters in other fandoms that i have imprinted on the most, so i'm not going to be able to do a 1:1 comparison here. but believe it or not the very first character that came to mind for me is ezra standish from the magnificent seven tv series, and it's not an exact match but i'm just going to provide my presentation on the matter (i am specifically comparing tg86 mav with ezra bc i have no one to compare tgm mav with lol):

horrible quality images (yes i did make these gifs but theyre very old so lets not talk about it lol) bc this is an obscure 1990s b-budget tv show shot on vhs probably. but this guy right here is either the second or third youngest member of his found family group (the seven ~lawmen~ a local circuit judge hires to manage an old west territory because it's so dangerous the sheriff and deputy he'd previously appointed ran out on the job). he's very accomplished at what he does, for his age, and has had way too many shitty life experiences and is much too world-weary already. everyone who works with him comes into it with a preconceived notion of how he's going to be. and how could they not? it isn't that the other six guys are short-sighted in assuming, exactly. ezra is direct about who he is and what he stands for, downright in your face about it, actually. you expect him to be kind of an arrogant asshole, and he tells you he's gonna be one. and then, for a while anyway, he kind of is.

loner type, doesn't need anyone, he's going to do everything his way because he knows best, needlessly theatrical about it in the process. they expect him to run out on them during their battle, and he does.... kind of. but he also comes through for them in a critical moment when he's needed most and they least expect him to do it, single-handedly taking out multiple enemies to save their lives. immediately, he adopted into the group, essentially, but ezra doesn't know enough about really having friends to recognize that it's happening until much later. additionally, his entire life and livelihood is overshadowed by his mother (who can be seen sitting in the bg of the larger gif), who is still very much alive, in his case, but whose actions and words define him, whether he wants them to or not. he had a shitty childhood bouncing between a hundred strangers' and distant family members' homes alike and is just overflowing with abandonment issues, and he expects the other six to give up on him at the drop of a hat, but they never do.

25. what was your first impression of this character? how about now?

the very first time i ever saw top gun was before tgm was ever a thing. i remember my favorite character being goose (isnt he always tho <3) and thinking mav was kind of a bland action hero guy with a story arc i did not understand at all or care about. i was like fifteen, tho, and hadn't seen hardly any movies or tv shows at the time because i had a kind of weird sheltered from media sort of childhood, so i don't think i had rly learned HOW to watch and interpret media and characters yet, tbh. when the sequel was coming out i rewatched top gun with my partner in preparation bc my parents were making me watch the new one, and they had never seen it. i was like oh !!! he's smol and traumatized. i bet there's fic about him and that blonde guy. i should look that up later. and then we watched tgm and that was it for me. i was like never mind him and that blonde guy i need to know if hIS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS SON TURNS OUT OK......MY HEART..... and that was that lol. my dna has not been the same since <3

[thetypingpup]

jssjjsjsj hi i sent that kitty!yy ask and the edging one (i... send a lot of asks tbh, sometimes i see you answer a whole batch of my asks and i have to remember that i'm the one who even wrote them lmao. i'm the one who said i'm "everywhere and nowhere".) I WANNA KNOW SOOO MUCH. I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING. also, yangyang seems like one of those friends/fwbs that'll rope you into dumb shit like bleaching his hair at 2am, which is maybe where the pink hair eventually comes in lol.

ok first off, dying his hair sounds like a funny ass high adventure you'd both have in like the middle of the night. like you're both joking and you tell him that he'd look good with pink hair, and he gets fixated like "yo i actually would tho" and you both venture out to buy hair dye and everything. that sounds like a fun scene to write omg and then you're both looking the next morning like "...well we got this hair dye, we might as well use it". as for the story itself, i'll tell you everything i got so far

i foresee this getting long so imma put a keep reading here

pup!you is a *insert breed here*, and kitty!yangyang is a *insert breed here* (i’ll figure it out i swear 🤧)

You two met in a class you had together, and you both were put together for a group project. surprise surprise you two were the only ones in the group who were doing any work bc you both need the grade. this led to you two working together a lot more and figuring out you have a few things in common, which got you both to open up more. Most importantly your sense of humor is very similar, which is when you really start connecting. 

Eventually you move from talking over groupme to texting each other directly, and the rest is history. You run into each other from time to time outside of class, like at sports games and other events, and then decide to start hanging out more just the two of you.

You both smoke from time to time with your own friends, but you’ve never smoked together until you’ve been friends for like a year.

one day you're over his place and you see his grinder and some papers out and it's like "you smoke?" "you smoke?" *insert spiderman meme here*

so anyway y'all smoke together and start getting all giggly and lost in the sensations

he's teasing you like "is it true pups like ear scritches and belly rubs?" and you let him pet your ears and you tell him how nice it feels

time lowkey slows down for a moment and you both really look at each other, and you're feeling this magnetic pull towards each other in the midst of your haze

one thing leads to another, y'all start making out, and then y'all end up fucking on his bed

the next morning it's honestly awkward at first, bc it's like what do you say to your friend who was just inside of you last night? you know what he looks like naked and you know what his dick feels like, so what are you even supposed to say now?

he's kinda feeling the same way, so after confirming you're both physically fine and remember everything, he leaves for the kitchen

you head to the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror and see all the marks he left. even though you had never considered sleeping with your friend before now, you really enjoyed yourself last night, and you don't regret it

you both talk about it when you come back out and he tells you the same thing too, that he hadn't considered sleeping with you before (he thinks you're hot but he liked being friends) but he liked having sex with you and wants to do it again

he proposes y'all become friends with benefits. at first you're like "this is too good to be true" and you wanna be sure he's asking because he wants to, not because he feels obligated to just because you said you had fun. once he assures you that yes, he really does wanna be fwb with you, you accept, tail wagging and all bc last night was some of the best sex you've ever had and you're excited by the idea of being able to do that again and keep your friendship in tact

as for boundaries, basically you agree to keep it between you both, so no public displays. you can fuck around with other people, and if the moment's right and you both wanna have sex, then you'll have sex. but first and foremost, you're friends, and you wanna make sure to stay close as friends

he does ask if he can send sexts and nudes too, and you agree bc 1) that sounds fun to you and 2) it's still keeping things between the two of you

so y'all fuck around for a while, mostly when you're high bc that's what's fun to you. you start up a thing about listening to music and fucking with yangyang's led lights during sex, so it's a lotta lighthearted fun. this becomes important later

one thing i'll mention bc it's important later, but y’all don’t really talk a lot during sex. y’all talk a lot more outside the bedroom, but in the bedroom, you mostly let your bodies do the talking. you like indulging in the sensations and getting lost in each other, really being vulnerable and letting yourselves feel, which is elevated by the fact that you’re with someone you trust and have a crush on but neither of y’all say all that yet

time passes and one day you're really horny, like damn near in heat type of horny. by this point you've sexted and sent a few nudes, but you've never actually texted each other for sex. you've texted each other to hang out or study or something, and sometimes you'd end up having sex. bottom line is the vast majority of your texts are still friendly at this point. on the one hand he is your friend with benefits, and this is the benefit you both agreed to. but the thought of texting him like "hey i want sex" is really nerve wracking to you bc you don't wanna treat him like a booty call on a roster. he's your friend first and foremost

you try to get yourself off with a few toys but it doesn't work. you just keep thinking about him. his voice, the way he feels, his scent fuck his scent. thinking about all of that is what drives you to actually text him can you come over? i need you

he starts sexting back, which reassures you at first because it shows he's into it. but then he starts teasing and by now you're horny and frustrated, so you get bold and send him pictures of the toys that didn't work and your soaked panties, showing him just how much you need him. that turns him on beyond belief and he comes over

he eats you out as many times as you need, insisting on focusing on you. like after you're fully satisfied and ask if he wants anything in return, all he does is wipe his mouth with his sleeve and ask to watch a movie. you get him off later in the night, but it sticks with you that he was entirely focused on you when you said you needed him

at one point, yangyang’s smoking with hendery, mark, and some of his other friends. i’m debating on whether or not you’re there too and just leave the room for a sec, but basically hendery admits that he has a thing for you, but didn’t wanna make any moves since yangyang’s with you. everyone one in the room just assumed you were both dating, since your scents are so intertwined by this point. he clarifies that you’re in fact not dating, but he starts to feel jealous bc the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes hendery is basically your type. he also feels some type of way about possibly having to call it quits with you, and he knows deep down it’s not just the fact that he’d have to stop having sex with you that he objects to

this is when he realizes he likes you, but he doesn’t wanna say anything bc you both already changed the trajectory of your friendship enough with sex, and it happened to work out. why change the trajectory again with feelings when there’s a higher chance it won’t work out?

you realize you like yangyang when you fuck someone else and can’t stop thinking about him. you keep making comparisons, noticing how this person doesn’t touch you the same way, doesn’t automatically know what you like the same way, their scent doesn’t do it for you as well, and this is much more interesting in getting off than exploring each other’s bodies. the most jarring part is this person keeps fucking talking and mumbling dirty talk, which really takes you out of the moment and makes you wish you were listening to yangyang’s moans instead

they get you off multiple times, so while you feel physically satiated, you don’t feel fulfilled. this is further exasperated by the fact that they just leave after, no cuddles or kisses or anything. the way you feel strikes you as odd bc you never needed all that after sex before, but now that you’re not getting that affection it makes you upset. that’s when it clicks like “shit...yangyang and i always cuddle afterwards and i miss him a lot”

you text him to come over and tell him what happened, and after being pissed for a moment that the person just walked out on you, he gives you all the cuddles and kisses you could ask for, basically giving you the aftercare the other person didn’t.

the next time you see each other and you’re hanging out (probably smoking) he starts kissing and touching you. and while it feels nice you tell him you don’t actually want sex right now. he tells you he didn’t either, he just wanted to kiss you, and you both just keep slowly making out and being all intimate while you watch whatever was on tv, going back to kissing when the moment strikes you. that’s when you confirm to yourself “k i really like him”, and he shows he feels the same way in the way he kisses you

more time passes, and y'all fall deeper for each other. you're super comfortable being vulnerable with each other, being a shoulder to cry on, someone to vent to, all that fun stuff, sharing things with each other that you didn't share with your other friends. when y'all start kissing each other for comfort and not just to initiate sex, when y'all just start cuddling naked or barely clothed (and maybe cockwarming too) just for the intimacy, when you shower or bathe together just to unwind and it goes beyond the need for sex, when even when you do have sex it's not to chase an orgasm but to have a moment of connection with each other, that's when it really sinks in that this is something more, even more than a crush.

it all really comes to a head when you're fucking high one day and plastic off the sofa and virgo's groove comes on. this is what i was talking about earlier with timing the smut to the song, because since neither of y'all talk a lot during sex, the lyrics really do the talking for you. your orgasms are timed to the crescendos of the song, the led lights change colors as the song changes, and you're both just completely lost in this moment in time with each other and can't fathom being anywhere else, or being with anyone else. the light goes from red, to purple, to blue when the song's over, and in your post nut haze you both stare at each other like "damn i'm in love with you"

i was debating on cbat being the next song that comes on shuffle bc that sort of goofiness is super on brand for you both and laughing while still being connected is hella cute idk that's just me anyway

so yea the music goes off, the weed is all smoked, but neither of you feel much of the high of the weed and moreso feel high on each other. and that's when you confess your feelings

and then after that, y'all are officially together. that's what i came up with so far. obviously there's a lotta gaps in the middle to fill in, but this is where my head is. again, love this concept anon, i haven't been able to stop thinking about it all day

[punkscowardschampions]

Java Pt.1

James: I’m sorry, it appears I’m going to be even less reachable during half term than previously assumed

Ava: Oh

Ava: That’s alright, a getaway, I presume?

James: Yes, I’ve just learned of them myself, I wouldn’t be springing the arrangements on you this abruptly otherwise

Ava: Of course I can’t be considered in any plans made by your family, that just comes with the territory 

Ava: Is this a nice surprise for you though?

James: It isn’t the vocabulary I would employ to describe my current feelings about the situation, no

Ava: No, I didn’t think so but I’m still not trying to assume

Ava: Where are you going?

James: [drop the location that I don’t need to commit you to rn because irrelevant to him, we know the vibes], apparently

Ava: A coach could be booked, if the idea of public transport didn’t horrify half the people in the postcode

James: [tell her how long you’re going for as well, being exact about when you’re leaving and coming back because you don’t wanna and you’ll wanna see her as soon as you get back if you can so it’s floating that suggestion lowkey as well as letting her know how long you’ll be basically radio silent potentially for]

Ava: It’s going to be strange, not talking to you for that long, I can’t lie

James: I’ll write

Ava: I want you to have as good a time as it’s possible for you to have

James: It wouldn’t be conceivable to have anything except an awful time if we can’t keep in touch

Ava: Obviously that’s how I feel too

Ava: I just feel like, I don’t know, I shouldn’t do anything to actively stand in your way, if things are swinging in a certain direction, even if that isn’t towards me

James: Ava, the only direction I want to go in is towards you

Ava: God, I sound ridiculous, don’t I

Ava: I’m not making your family’s mini-break about me

James: Of course you don’t

James: the holiday itself is the farce

Ava: Have you even talked since, you know

Ava: If it’s not completely out of line, my asking

James: Attempts to open lines of communication would be redundant because this is her sole chosen method of reconciliation

Ava: Grand gestures over change or even compromise

Ava: There definitely comes a point where that just doesn’t work how intended, I think

James: I’m far from her target audience with regards to who she’d like to win over

Ava: How can it matter, how it all looks on the outside, when she’s losing you?

Ava: I truly don’t understand

James: Neither do I

Ava: I’m sorry you have to do this

James: I’ve certainly endured worse for my daughter’s sake

Ava: You two should be able to find some fun things to do, at least

Ava: I wouldn’t call the place child-friendly but it won’t be without its charms

James: I’ll try

Ava: I know you will, you always do

James: What will you do?

Ava: Try to keep busy so you don’t worry and I don’t sound tragic

Ava: I should be studying, in fairness

James: [a book that as per reflects some of what is going on in their lives that he’s telling her to go and track down, I’m imagining it isn’t easy in itself to find so it’ll keep her busy and give her a little fun adventure on top of the reading time which is obvs the right length for how long he’s away if she paces herself] should keep you engaged where your school books inevitably fail

Ava: Do you have a copy you’ll be taking with you or is your own TBR different?

James: I still have [whatever book he was reading to her chapter by chapter in the last convo because I doubt y’all have finished that in a week when you had work and school going on] to read to you, but yes, I’ll manage to find room in my luggage for another book, to read with you

Ava: I’ll tell them to keep your letters at reception, not deliver them to you

Ava: This should be enough to see us through, shouldn’t it

James: It ought to, but I can’t promise that I won’t also be very tempted to call you nevertheless

Ava: You absolutely must, should the opportunity ever present itself

Ava: I will miss you awfully, I’m trying not to mope but

James: I’m pining already

Ava: I wish I could make my excuses and shamelessly follow you there, knowing how impractical that is as I say it, I still wish it

James: [write a scenario for you both whereby that’s allowed to happen because you want it as badly and we all know it]

Ava: Now I have a dream to dream every night until you’re back

James: Can I see you before I go, however briefly?

Ava: By whatever means necessary 

James: I’m not sure yet, but I will make my own excuses somehow

Ava: We’ve done her the favour of being very discreet, nothing is reaching anyone’s eyes or ears, if that’s all that truly matters, she can let me have you

James: All that matters to me is that you don’t doubt you do have me

Ava: I know this break wasn’t your idea, you wouldn’t choose to go there, especially not now

James: I choose you, whenever there is a choice

Ava: And I’m willing to put up with all this alongside you, I will

James: Do your best not to worry, as will I

Ava: Maybe worry isn’t the right word

Ava: I just care, I don’t plan to stop

James: None of my intentions include asking you to

Ava: Good because I hate disappointing you

Ava: especially when you have to endure such torture unrelated to me and my behaviour

James: What do you know of disappointing me? To date, you have never come close

Ava: I don’t intend to start, the idea alone is 🥺 making

James: I wish I could make you proud of me, but this scenario grants me no feasible option to

Ava: I couldn’t do what you do

Ava: and I don’t think I know anyone who could

James: It isn’t a consolation, my dire straits, in all likelihood, being more common than either of us think

Ava: Lots of people are unhappy, but a lot of people deal with it in much more harmful ways than you are now, that isn’t nothing

James: Shielding my daughter from the misery is the something that propels me on, but I’m aware she isn’t entirely free from harm in spite of all my efforts

Ava: You can’t do her job for her, there are two of you and her behaviour can’t be your responsibility, even if it would actually be preferable for it to be, you wouldn’t let it get to where it has

James: Do you have memories of being four years old, or younger?

Ava: I have a few very vague memories around that age, I think they more come from seeing pictures and video, what you’re told, really but yes, a little

James: Perhaps it isn’t too late though

Ava: Not at all

James: I truly hope not

Ava: It isn’t, you’re not the bad guy, James, there are people who could help you

James: So often it seems there is no helping me

Ava: I know it feels hopeless

James: Whilst Dickens has the monopoly on chains forged in life, I’ll let the subject alone

Ava: You know I’m here for you, whatever you decide

James: Please don’t meet additional handsome strangers in my absence

Ava: I don’t want anyone but you, the handsomest

James: Losing you would completely wreck me

Ava: You’re not going to lose me, you've done nothing that would make me go anywhere

James: I’m afraid my indecision will drive you away

Ava: It’s a life-changing decision, bigger than any I’ve ever made

Ava: You and your daughter being together and happy is the most important thing, anything else including my feelings pales in comparison 

James: You factor into them, especially the ones that are huge

Ava: I’d want you to do the right thing for you, regardless of my relationship with you

James: But our relationship is the right thing for me, thus, I consider your feelings as important as my own and would weigh them up in a tantamount fashion before reaching any conclusions

Ava: You mean that, you’ve thought about it

James: Yes

Ava: I want to be with you, so, if you ask me to be your girlfriend

Ava: I’ll say yes

James: It isn’t fair of me to ask anything of you right now, but the moment I can, I will

Ava: As long as that moment is what you want, where you want to end up

Ava: I’ll wait

James: We both crave the same ending

Ava: Then we will find a way to get there, one that isn’t merely confined to the page, I swear

James: By whatever means necessary, as you said

Ava: And you have my blessing to get through this break by any means necessary too, by the way

James: Oh Ava

James: What else would my thoughts be rooted in if not contemplation of every possible future with you?

Ava: I’m not scared of dreaming because of you, if you were the only influence on me then I can only imagine how far we would have got by now in my head

James: You shouldn’t have fears, not yet, not with your whole life ahead of you, so be it if the least I’m capable of doing is reminding you of that

Ava: How did you manage to make yourself sound 50 years older than me and not 5 there? 😏

James: Because I may as well be, the years of cautionary tales I’ve amassed

Ava: Oh, James

James: You do reassure me I’m not quite middle-aged with the time we spend together

Ava: I hope so

Ava: and that, if I can’t completely erase the years worth of fear from the cautionary tales, at least I don’t scare you myself

James: I’m at ease with you, to a strange degree perhaps, but there’s nonetheless a confidence I don’t recall ever feeling with anyone, anywhere else, or under the influence of anything

Ava: You should feel that confident, you have so much to brag about

Ava: The fact you wouldn’t is just another in your favour

James: I’ve always felt the lack

Ava: I really dislike so many people from your life, entirely aware that would include my siblings

James: Those people would react similarly to your presence in my life, alas I’m not allowed to brag about you being there

Ava: Not for now

James: For now I’ll put my boasts entirely in writing, for paragraph after paragraph 

Ava: I can’t wait to read it, not for purely egotistical reasons either

Ava: As for you reading to me, can I assume it’ll be a bedtime story, as a general rule?

James: That is when I’ll miss you most

Ava: And you’ll be afforded the alone time to not be alone with me

James: I’d read [both books] from cover to cover without a single pause for breath in order to stay with you

Ava: I’ve never had any reason to doubt your dedication

Ava: maybe when you’re back, we’ll be able to plan another sleepover

James: Absolutely, we’ll have such a lot to catch up on

Ava: And I can only show you just how much I’ve missed you in person

James: Speaking of, will you meet me [a place and a time because I’m imagining the vibe is he’s gonna say he’s gotta go run and get some v last minute holiday things for him or Jay or both before they leave because was sprung on them so Chlo can’t say shit to that shameless excuse]?

Ava: Absolutely 

Ava: I will be there [earlier because keen is the point lol]

James: I’m too restless for [whatever time she has said because he’s as keen, but like a minute after, as if he can possibly guarantee arriving that soon lol]

Ava: You’re going to need a proper goodbye to get you through

James: It has to last days, darling

Ava: The kind of pressure I perform well under

James: [asking her an exam question purely for the throwback and the reminder to that first lunch time like yep you do]

Ava: The way that makes me feel could be a problem

James: I believe in you, what’s the answer?

Ava: [answer correctly of course] 😳

James: Good girl

Ava: Solely and entirely yours

James: I couldn’t be prouder

Ava: That’s very mutual

James: In lieu of my packing, I find myself setting aside things for you, hoping you’ll take some comfort in them while I’m gone

Ava: Whilst I should encourage you to pack, undoubtedly

Ava: You won’t be hoping in vain, you know how entirely sentimental I am and provide every single time

Ava: I need something that will smell like you 

James: Arguably I have, there’s a full bag for you

Ava: I’ll just allow myself to think of how few clothes you’ll really need in this weather

James: I’ll reflect on how it would make me feel if my promised goodbye could extend to how much you’re going to miss me being worn on my bare skin

Ava: Oh

Ava: What about the marks that are there, how are you going to hide them?

James: I’m not going to

Ava: Really?

James: I accept the consequences of my actions

Ava: I shouldn’t have 

James: My wife shouldn’t ambush me with last minute mini-breaks, it isn’t your fault

Ava: Maybe she won’t notice, you said she doesn’t

James: As you pointed out, there are conversations we haven’t had, you’ve done me a favour if this forces her hand, but if it doesn’t, I fail to see what will and therefore why I should punish myself unduly

Ava: Yeah, you’re right

Ava: This could be something productive, or more of the same

James: Whether she’s concerned or isn’t, please don’t hold onto misgivings of your own, I have no regrets about what we’ve done, you shouldn’t either

Ava: Okay

Ava: my gut instinct is to not get you in trouble, but there is some trouble worth getting into, to the point of being a necessity, I’ll try to remind my nervous system 

James: [sending her a pic of said lovebite to remind her how worth it it was obvs]

James: Okay?

Ava: Yes

Ava: I might have to give you another, as a suitable parting gift

James: [pop off writing about all the marks you would let her leave rn if it was up to you, as if he’s giving her suggestions for the next one but we all know most of all he’s making sure she knows that he means it and he isn’t just saying it’s okay to make her feel better]

Ava: So you’ve really thought about this too, then

James: A little

Ava: We can dedicate some more time to it, until it’s a possibility 

James: It was you who put the possibility into my head, I’ve had the longing for more since you said the word to me, you’re utterly to blame in this instance

Ava: I want to be the only one to blame for making you feel this way, you know that

James: [sending her content of him pressing against this lovebite the way she was against his skin when she wanted to do one and couldn’t so she knows exactly how he feels rn]

Ava: I promise I’ll go over it, and over it again

James: Where next? Is that a surprise or are you willing to tell me?

Ava: Am I willing to let you choose or will I have no control left to make any decision beyond needing you

James: [writing out both of these what ifs out for her so explicitly and in such unnecessary detail like hmm? let’s see, he’s gotta]

Ava: God…

Ava: How about you pick and we’ll see if I can make it or not?

James: I may look like the victim of a reckless driver if left to decide

Ava: What happens if neither of us is capable of showing restraint?

James: I don’t know but the urge to have that question answered is suddenly overwhelming

Ava: I would argue the last time it happened was when you came back and we met again for the first time, so if that’s the record

Ava: It can’t be a bad thing

James: We’ve spent so many moments together where restraint was the last thing on my mind

Ava: It’s the last but not entirely absent but I’m hoping it can be, now I know I don’t have to be as careful

James: I’m less anxious you’ll run for the hills now

Ava: You have to know you’re a catch, even with the parts of your life that should rightly offer pause

James: Catch-22 perhaps, that felt much closer to the truth

Ava: I’m going to have to write you an essay on how amazing you are and I’m nowhere near as compelling

James: You compel me

Ava: You pull me in, when I’m not with you I wish I were

James: It’s as though I have been with you constantly, I don’t think I’m going to survive being unexpectedly wrenched this distance from you for no reason but a whim which belongs to neither of us

Ava: I promised myself I wouldn’t take our lunch times for granted but I must’ve because not having them seems unfathomable 

James: Agreed, I need you

Ava: Weekends are intolerable enough 

Ava: There’ll be room in your suitcase, you’ve barely packed

James: Follow me, I don’t care how desperately illogical it is, I’ve wanted nothing else since you suggested it

Ava: I want it too but it’s impossible

James: Ava

Ava: How?

James: Unattainable is the correct response, I just can’t bear a no from the universe when you’re giving me the resounding yes you are

Ava: I know, we can’t think about it, we just have to bear it

James: Come at [an earlier time than he said before because we hate that we can’t sneak this gal onto our fam holiday], it’ll be easier to then

Ava: You believe that if I thought there was any chance we’d get to enjoy anything but absolute chaos, I would, don’t you? Before I tell you how fast I will be there

James: I’m sorry, I’m the one who has let you down here, because sheer devotion to the idea won’t will it into being and that’s the extent of what I have to offer this plan, no practical solutions

Ava: Getting in your suitcase wasn’t any more practical 

Ava: See me [this new time], have me [this new time]

James: Okay, I will

Ava: I’m giving you everything, all of me, you’ll feel me with you in the ache and every bruise that keeps you company until I’m back in your arms 

James: I was about to apologise for being thoroughly carried away, but resisting is futile when, with those words, you’ve sent me back into an unashamedly indistinguishable state

Ava: I don’t want you to apologise, why shouldn’t we be allowed to get carried away?

Ava: I can’t deny that you make me feel like I’m dreaming all the time

James: Because I hate falling short of fulfilling your dreams for you

Ava: I don’t expect you to, do you think I do?

James: It’s my expectation for myself

Ava: I can’t have you feeling bad, not over that

James: I’m sorry

Ava: Don’t apologise

Ava: I just mean, you don’t fall short, that’s the main takeaway point

James: Well, if true, I insist you dream bigger

Ava: Why?

James: Because, to put it simply, I do fall short

James: I will

Ava: How do you?

James: I’m not yours, I can’t be, not fully

Ava: I knew that from the start, it’s not as if you misled me there, if that were even possible

James: We’re no longer at the start

Ava: And you think I’m going to change my mind

James: You would be entitled to

Ava: Yes but do you think I am, right now?

James: No

Ava: You’re just as entitled to change yours

James: I’d be a fool to change mine

Ava: And you think I’m the fool to like you, want this

James: What we both wanted when this began isn’t what we do now, feelings alter too, but the restrictions my life imposes will not

Ava: I’m aware of that

James: I think I may have mislead both of us, I fear I have

Ava: Just tell me what you’re saying

James: I want things to be different but that doesn’t make it so

Ava: You want to take a step back

James: I desire the exact opposite, the point I’m failing to adequately express is that my ambitions are irrelevant, because what my impromptu family getaway serves to prove is how trapped I am

James: suppose we don’t have a future, can’t have one

Ava: You should be free because you should, you don’t deserve to live like this

Ava: and I would fight to get that for you regardless of my own feelings

Ava: You can get out of it, it might take time but you can’t be kept hostage forever

James: You don’t deserve this either

Ava: I’m not the one who feels trapped 

James: Not yet, no

Ava: Stop it

James: If it was as simple to prevent you from resenting me, I wouldn’t have to say it

Ava: I’m not going to resent you, this is a choice I’ve made, with all the relevant information to do so

James: I’ve made plenty I begrudge, all they tend to require is time

Ava: Then that’s my mistake to make, you don’t have to do this now

James: The deeper we allow ourselves to fall, the worse it’ll be

Ava: Message received 

Ava: Loud and clear

James: Ava

Ava: It’s fine, if that’s how you feel then I accept it

James: I fail to recognise how you can be properly armed and simultaneously shielded, that’s all

James: you don’t know what you’re getting into, everybody is deliberately kept in the dark as to the daily reality, myself included where possible

Ava: I’m not asking you to shield me

Ava: likewise if you can’t confide in me, you don’t have to, I won’t force you to

James: You said you’re aware, but you aren’t

Ava: Okay, I’m sorry

Ava: I didn’t intend to sound presumptuous

James: I just need you to understand, I feel like there’s a giant inequality between us, I asked to be involved in your life without letting you into mine

Ava: You do share things with me, the books you read, your thoughts

Ava: It can’t be equal, I’m not meant to be there

Ava: but that means none of my family or friends know either

James: You should be in a relationship that isn’t imbalanced, there’s no reason why you can’t have that, other than me being unable to provide it in this one

Ava: I’m not interested in having one

James: I’m running out of arguments

Ava: I’ve heard you, I’ll try to be better at listening

Ava: but you can’t tell me what I should want

James: You’re an incredible listener, it’s not you, I’m at fault

Ava: What relationship is equal anyway, none I’ve ever encountered

James: It would pain me to even accidentally take advantage of you

Ava: But you aren’t, trust me

James: I do, but with my secrets abound, the trust isn’t going to be returned

Ava: You don’t have to tell me everything, you don’t know everything about me either

James: I could know everything about you, that’s the difference

Ava: Not without my say-so, that’s the point, it’s a choice

James: Okay, you win, I have nothing to counter that with

Ava: It doesn’t make this worthless, not by default

James: This could never be, on any devised scale

James: you mean everything to me

Ava: Don’t push me away, please

James: I’m sorry

Ava: You’re stressed, of course you are

James: I predicted being distraught to leave you, but I hadn’t anticipated my upset over why, I feel so ill-prepared for where I’m being made to go

Ava: Is it just you three going?

James: [tell her the craic because I’ve forgotten what we said about who in the fam is going, I know damn well Chlo isn’t looking after her own child but I can’t remember if she’s just bringing her parents or if any of his fam is there as well]

Ava: [I floated his fam also going because Sunday dinner didn’t happen and we’re here to play happy families and ‘try’ but it’s up to you really girl]

James: [oh yeah you did and that’s such a good shout, we should go with that]

Ava: [like maybe his sister wriggles her way out of it like um no thank you but she definitely would have invited them all lmao]

Ava: Ah, an even bigger trial then

James: Quite

Ava: As a positive, you do have people there more than willing to do free childcare

Ava: Maybe you can lean into the setting and take advantage of the treatments and other luxuries on offer? No one can bother you if you’re getting a deep-tissue massage

James: Such a thoughtful way of telling me to calm down, thank you

Ava: I swear I didn’t even mean that, I’m just aware the oft-quoted way of surviving family time is drinking and that would be even less tactful

James: I appreciate it, honestly, playful retorts aside

Ava: I’m sure the rest of your family will be in the same mindset, you can try to hide from them in some quiet corner when possible

James: And I still have you, which is an excellent compensation

Ava: Try as you might, yes

James: I’ll make every attempt to avoid further sabotage in future, I promise

Ava: I’m not a quitter

Ava: but I promise I heard the valid points nonetheless

James: You’re kind to pretend there were valid points

Ava: Well 

Ava: I really like you, James

James: As I’m predisposed to do, I lost my head, but at least I won’t insult your intelligence by claiming it won’t happen again

James: after all, a similar act lead me to you and I’m very pleased it did

Ava: Remember how pleased I am as well, that I want you, how you are and in the capacity I can

James: I often quote you in order to remember vividly that we’re all each other wants

Ava: There is no one else I could want, you just have to accept it, I’m afraid 

Ava: You are stuck with me, for the foreseeable

James: I’ll trust I’m wanted, but I’m not stuck

Ava: You’re right, that isn’t something I want to emulate, even jokingly

James: There’s no danger of it

Ava: We’re both free to do as we please, in theory

James: You’ll be there?

Ava: I hadn’t got to turning around yet

James: In theory, you have plenty of opportunity

Ava: I’d want to see you even if you were breaking up with me in person

James: I wouldn’t abandon you under any conditions

Ava: That is appreciated

James: You are, by me

Ava: I feel it, I’ve felt it for a long time now, within our short timeline

James: I’m glad to hear that

Ava: You feel it too, don’t you?

James: I’ve experienced a plethora of things during our days and nights together

Ava: Of which I won’t make you recount now, just in your writing

James: Each would give me a distinct thrill to relate, but I must pack

Ava: Save space for just one more tiny thing, I have to give you something, however unprepared

James: Of course

Ava: I suppose I best leave you to it, so I can see you sooner

James: [come at her after a pause because you have to let her know about having to bring Jay you can’t just not]

James: You may wish to turn around after all, our farewell has been dealt a rather cruel blow

Ava: Go on, what’s up

James: My justification for meeting you has become my wife’s corresponding basis for a refusal to stay in and keep an eye on our child, meaning she’s with me

Ava: Oh, well, you don’t need to come see me, that’s unavoidable and understandable, you couldn’t predict this

James: I should have, it’s the amount of pettiness I’ve come to expect, executed in the typical manner

Ava: Perhaps she had her suspicions over where you were actually headed then

James: Clearly, I’ll deposit the bag I’ve packed for you on your doorstep nevertheless

Ava: Are you sure? I don’t want you to go to the trouble of getting out of the house if you have no other need to

James: Jay’s been lead to believe we’re going shopping, I don’t have a choice but to follow through on that now

Ava: In that case, I could meet you, even if it can’t be how we envisioned

James: Are you sure?

Ava: If you’re okay with that, totally

Ava: I can be a coworker, classmate, whatever makes sense

James: I’m not really allowed to socialise, within either of those spheres 

Ava: Not allowed?

James: No, but it’ll be less threatening if you were visualised as a co-worker given their average age, should your false identity be picked up on and relayed 

Ava: I feel badly, for pondering bringing your daughter in on a lie

James: She isn’t going to consider it a lie

Ava: True

James: Not to mention, [a shop that Jay likes, assumedly a toy one because she’s but a bub] would have to be sold out of [something she wants, probably dog related cos we’re that bitch rn] to be incapable of pulling her entire focus

Ava: Okay, you’re right, it’s not that deep, we can still meet

James: I understand if you don’t want to

Ava: I do, I would be upset to have no chance at a goodbye, honestly, brave face put aside

James: As would I, but it’s hardly the goodbye I promised you

Ava: Seeing you versus not is no competition

Ava: that’s all I want

James: Her presence is a complication, I’m aware of that

Ava: We can make the best of it

James: It wouldn’t offend me if you’d prefer not to see her

Ava: It should be me saying I take no offence if you don’t want that line crossed

James: I strive for her to have people in her life who are half as affectionate, intelligent and spirited as you are

Ava: That is such an unbelievably generous thing to say

James: It probably crosses a line, but she’d be fortunate to know you, I am

Ava: Probably but it’s one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me so, I promise to keep it to myself

James: It was challenging to rein myself in and select only three adjectives, I could have gone on, and on

Ava: I would’ve let you

Ava: I will miss being able to kiss you as punctuation

James: Sadly it may not bode well for her first foray into the workforce if we convince her colleagues kiss as common practice

Ava: No, then I really would have to feel badly

Ava: There’s a lot that we can say without need of physicality or words, even, I have faith

James: Me too, on both counts

Ava: Is there anything I should know, about her, so I don’t do something wrong

James: Is there something you would like to, to allay concerns you have?

Ava: I just don’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, however much her focus is going to be on [said toy she wants]

James: The very fact you’re considering her comfort in the first place reassures me that you aren’t going to

Ava: I’ll try my best

James: I’ll be as conscious of yours

Ava: I know I’m just a colleague that will be forgotten the second she’s out of my company but still

James: You’re more to me, but I’m not using this inopportune moment to test you

Ava: I should hope I am

James: Even if you detested all children, I wouldn’t take it upon myself to suddenly develop an aversion to you

Ava: Can you claim to detest all children, really?

Ava: You wouldn’t get away with saying it about any other subset of people, that’s for sure

James: I’ve sat through a multitude of dinner parties with people who claim exactly that, as well as the horrific latter

Ava: I can’t let you carry on like this, it would be a crime

James: It is, I insist you rescue me

Ava: Ignoring how much you look like a Knight 

James: And how grateful I am not to resemble a horse given the length and standing of my mother’s bloodline

Ava: 😅

Ava: You’re not at all equine and I’m not that sort of posh girl cliche 

James: My father can have that single point chalked up in his favour, my genetic saving grace

Ava: The similarities are too striking to be ignored

James: Yes, hence he couldn’t forgo the naming convention

Ava: A little redundant, as if there would be any doubts

James: My sister had thwarted him, I have no doubt he was chomping at the bit, as it were, to exercise the tedious right

Ava: Of course, how disappointing a baby girl must be

James: Naturally those were my explicit sentiments upon learning I was to have my own

James: imagine

Ava: What was it like?

James: What?

Ava: When you found out that you had a daughter?

Ava: Sorry, is that too much to ask, you can ignore it

James: My memories are hazy at best, which is telling, I’m sure 

James: I wasn’t coping well prior to the news and being told didn’t serve as an incentive to change my methods

Ava: Of course, it can’t have been an easy time

James: I certainly did nothing to facilitate anything but increased upheaval, by all accounts

Ava: You were barely older than me, it’s to be expected

James: The expectation was quite different, as it turned out, and I’ve struggled to meet it every day since

Ava: Maybe there’s no right time to have a child

Ava: but when you had to has to constitute the definition of wrong time, being able to do anything with those cards and odds is a huge achievement 

James: They’re the cards I was dealt, folding wasn’t an option for this particular hand

Ava: Many would

James: Most don’t know her mother the way I do

Ava: No, I guess not

James: I don’t have the influence to award her a better one, however deserved, so

Ava: Did you know she was bad before, at all if not quite to this level?

James: We all behaved abhorrently in those days

Ava: Sure

James: How she acted was on par with the rest of the people I was around

Ava: No, I understand, it sounds familiar

James: The things which felt especially wrong, couldn’t be normalised and overly rationalised until alarm bells were silenced, I blocked out

Ava: It was a dumb question, I saw it play out, see it

Ava: I just wish I knew how to tell if a person is beyond hope

James: I used to think no one is, but lately, I don’t know

Ava: Me too

James: I don’t think there are stupid questions though, not between you and I, when all you’re seeking to do is learn 

Ava: As long as you don’t think I was implying that you should’ve foreseen what would happen, the kind of mother and wife she would be

Ava: because I don’t think that, at all

James: We both decide to notice the good in people, perhaps to our detriment every once in a while, but it doesn’t discourage us from making the choice again on others 

James: I’m not sorry about that, or that it’s a trait we have in common, Ava

Ava: I hope it’s a trait I still possess

Ava: I feel awfully judgmental these days

James: You’re yet to write me off

Ava: You’re the last person I would need to

James: I’m going to miss you desperately

Ava: I wish I could rescue you sooner, that this mini break didn’t have to happen

James: A glimpse of you will and I’ll have that soon

Ava: I’m making my way now, you still want to meet [the previous place, in case it has changed]?

James: [change it just because real for him and more fun for me]?

Ava: Okay, I might take a bit longer than expected

James: Okay

Ava: [explain why, like where you were in town, you know the vibe]

James: [suggest a different place to meet that isn’t either of the previous 2 but that meets her halfway because you’re that sort of bear]

Ava: You’re so

Ava: If that’s okay

James: [tell her about a bookshop near there because of course he knows where all the slay ones are, implying heavily she can buy the book he told her to find from there maybe or at least start the scavenger hunt for it by asking the person who owns said bookshop, we know the vibes]

Ava: I can buy you a gift, my other idea is out the window

James: Proximity to you is enough of one

Ava: Not when you’re so amazing

James: As you are, I don’t need anything else

Ava: I promise not to get too distracted shopping, it’s okay

James: Oh, but I adore the prospect of that, I can visualise your face perfectly

Ava: When you’re back?

Ava: And we can bear to leave my room

James: Sounds nice, but when I’ll be letting you venture out of your bedroom is anyone’s guess at the moment

Ava: I will struggle to fake devastation over this

James: Don’t worry, you’ll still land the lead role in the school play, they aren’t nearly as invested in your motivations as I

Ava: I don’t think anyone is, your dedication is beyond comprehension but isn’t going to go unnoticed or unrewarded by me, ever

Ava: Tell me again how long you plan to ‘trap’ me in my bedroom 

James: [write her a story about that as you do]

Ava: I wish the rereading I will do could make a physical mark upon the screen for me to show you when you return, how the corner of the page would be dog eared, spine broken to open automatically in place, favourite phrases underlined

James: I’m contented it has made a lasting impression upon you

Ava: There’s not a sentence you’ve written yet that I don’t adore 

James: Darling, you’re all heart

Ava: All yours

James: Yes

Ava: I’ve never had anyone in my head as much as you, it continues to astound me that this level of feeling is possible

James: I couldn’t agree more

Ava: See you soon, darling 

James: Never soon enough, but we persist

Ava: There’s no alternative, not when it comes to us

James: You haven’t lost your optimism, it’s there

Ava: I try, I don’t need to tell you how difficult that can be at times but it isn’t all doom and gloom

James: I don’t need to repeat how proud I am of you, on the other hand, saying so will expressly keep my melancholy at bay

Ava: You better repeat it then, for purely selfless reasons on my end

James: [sending her a voice note saying this, excuse me everyone, baby Jay included]

Ava: Well

Ava: I severely underestimated the sheer blatantness of my reaction there

James: Oh

James: I can’t approve when no less than unrestricted exaltation of your responses would do, I’m sorry

Ava: That kind of thing isn’t exactly frowned upon on the tube but I’m not after that kind of attention from just anyone 

James: True, you’ll unavoidably need to get off at [the next stop] or I’ll definitely have to get on to protect you from unwanted advances

Ava: You’re so chivalrous, to even consider bearing public transport for me 

Ava: Your brother refuses to for anything, even when a car takes double if not triple the time 

James: I don’t mind the tube, people watching has been known to help cure my writer’s block on a few occasions

Ava: I can imagine that

James: [write a cute little scene imagining her on this tube, a shameless excuse to give her all the compliments before he’s even seen her because y’all know you’ve gotta have chill IRL cos of the child cockblock]

Ava: [send him a selfie from this tube like you’re giving him an insight into the actual reality of it but you just want more compliments from him]

James: [not him writing compliments until the very last second when they’re literally standing in front of each other because he’s extra, just keeping going lowkey forever nbd for the peak romance of it]

Ava: [not you turning up looking like you’ve ran here because you’re blushing so hard lol, at least you can pretend you have if baby Jay is awake and blunt how children are]

James: [we love to see it, and her obvs, giving her the most genuine smile ever as well as the most restrained cheek kiss hello he has ever done, just one for that throwback and so she knows how indecently he would if baby Jay wasn’t here, cos gonna say she is still awake rn and for a while so y’all have to wait to be as in love as you are]

Ava: [smiling back at him with the same energy, trying not to be so restrained as to give off weird energy but you also HAVE to get this right and not fuck up so it is some pressure, gonna say when you stopped by the bookshop you got Jay a book that is either about dogs or football or ideally both because the two things that have been mentioned that she likes so you can give her that as hello nice to meet you present]

James: [how cute she will be BUZZING as well as preoccupied so that’s a win on both counts, though I’m sure she’ll insist on showing both of y’all every picture in this book as kids do as well as showing Ava the toy that James got her which is shamelessly the dog one he mentioned earlier that she wanted because he’s that sort of bear and we’ve gotta spoil the kid in this era to make up for how much her mum sucks, meanwhile James will be giving Ava the bag he packed for her as if he’s giving her some work documents, not that anybody asked, because I picture it being that sort of bag, not a suitcase but a satchel or whatever you know what I mean, so allow me to tell my Boo and Winola what is inside even though she won’t be able to have a look and rummage until later 1. His fancy notebook that he has written all of the story in so far so she can read it because he’s only read her bits and pieces up until now from his rough one 2. Some letters that tell her to read them when she’s in specific moods because he wrote them earlier instead of holiday packing when he was in specific moods lol 3. His broken watch for her to borrow until he gets back 4. Some kind of snuggly jumper or sweatshirt for her to wear when she’s missing him and wants to snuggle, obvs it smells like him 5. At the top of said bag because it’s the newest addition aka something he bought when he was at the toy shop with Jay, a soft toy that almost doesn’t fit into said bag to give the energy that it’s tall like him without being so big it’s not subtle which it would be if it was like life sized, I’m picturing a bear because I also imagine it wearing lowkey ugly clothes like this boy has to in this era, hence all the reminders of him when she misses him, and into the pocket of said ootd, where he keeps his notebook IRL, he has slipped a secret lil note for her to find when she hugs this bear, maybe it has blue eyes too idk that might look terrifying I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen a bear that has, but regardless, something else for her to snuggle when she misses him]

Ava: [you have put so much thought into all of this, you adorable bear, you, should we skip to when you are home so you can see or do we think we should do the now?]

James: [maybe we should skip to when Jay has fallen asleep and y’all can have a proper goodbye? Because their first and only chance to be extra even if it is only for a sec, cos we know what the vibe is until then]

Ava: [you could’ve been walking through a park to get her to sleep, so you can steal your park moment from that edition of y’all, just peering into this pushchair to check she’s fully asleep like phew, grinning at him more !! because you can this time]

James: [I love the peak romance of the park setting in the evening and also that you shouldn’t use a pushchair past like age 3 but my boo said we know damn well what kind of parents you have gal and we will still be even though you’ve just turned 4, how real, otherwise poor James would have to carry her and all the shopping they don’t need but he had to buy for this hol/his alibi, catch him taking her hand because for the first time he can as they walk along]

Ava: [we all know you’re absolutely still in one because no way is your mother ever having you walking around with your own free will annoying her when she HAS to take you somewhere and can’t force someone else to lol; SQUEEZING his hand in a how are you kind of gesture, as if you still can’t talk properly because you have not been in this public a setting with him yet]

James: [MHMM and James would absolutely have brought it to use like a trolley/knowing this tiny child would fall asleep because gonna be out past her bedtime so it 10000% tracks on all counts, stopping walking and pulling her into him via their linked hands so they’re the closest they’ve been allowed to be since he leant in for his hello kiss, this time LOOKING down at her with the biggest heart eyes ever to likewise talk via them because couldn’t be more in love with her and the fact she’s been so good with Jay this entire time clearly has only increased the feeling, verbalising the ‘how are you?’ eventually, quietly but with all the feeling ever]

Ava: [it’s p common to do that with kids when you don’t wanna deal with how slow they go/chasing them if they are runners lol, it’s convenient if you’re in a rush, ANYWAY; LOOKING right back up at him and doing a dramatic swallow without even realising because you can’t get over him ever, almost doing a double-take about it ‘better’ for having seen you doesn’t even need to be verbalised, pulling him somehow slightly closer via the pockets of whatever jacket moment he is wearing]

James: [likewise doing a dramatic sigh of relief that he isn’t even aware of because he’s so glad she’s okay and this wasn’t an error of judgement and hasn’t made everything go tits up cos you know it’s soon to be introducing your kid into things (especially when he hasn’t even told her about the other one) and it wasn’t how he would have done it remotely given the choice but y’all felt like you didn’t have one, no hesitation at ALL in wrapping his arms around her when she pulls him even closer, just having a hug, nothing to see here people, shamelessly breathing her in like he’s gonna forget everything about her and needs to re-memorise how she smells and feels rn immediately]

Ava: [putting so much into this hug, both physically by holding him to you as if your life depends on it, as well as emotionally with the things that can’t be verbalised but are there in spades because going to miss you so much it should actually be concerning but all we can do is feel it, saying his name so !! it is almost a whimper because too in our feelings here]

James: [pulling back just enough so that he can STARE at her after having likewise put his all into the hug for as long as he could bear, LOOKING at her with as much !! as she put into saying her name, stroking her face and hair how he do, really taking his time doing this like he’s again memorising it with his hands, LINGERING so deliberately and dramatically over the touch of her lips purely because of how much he has wanted to kiss her since he first saw her and every moment since, finally giving in and giving her the most indecent cheek kiss, obvs just on the one cheek]

Ava: [the only reason we can bear to look away from this boy is the necessity to find somewhere to sit right now because you very much just want to drag him to the ground with you wherever in this park you are but you have to be mindful, even if vaguely, of things like grass stains when you are sneaking around, at least once you have spotted a park bench within walking distance you can gaze back up at him, brushing his cheeks with your thumbs either side as you cup his face ‘I want to tell you not to go, even though you must’ saying this with that sad sort of smile because he must and thus you’re not actually asking him not to but you want to tell him the thoughts you are having]

James: [guide her over to the bench she spotted, again walking hand in hand but slowly af like you don’t wanna get there because you want every moment to stretch out and last forever somehow because of how few you have, hence stopping short of it and pulling her back into him again the same way he did before ‘I want you to be who I’m going with’ because the way you’d run away and start a new life rn immediately if that was in any way feasible and that’s all he’s thought about because Jay and Ava are right here and that’s all he needs ‘further than [wherever this mini break is taking him]’]

Ava: [tugging at his sleeves in almost an insistent way, as if you can leave, because obviously you want this just as bad right now, pulling his head down to yours because you have to kiss him, that is about the only thing you can do, pulling him back in what you hope is the direction of this bench but you’re truly not actively paying any sort of attention to anything else now]

James: [similarly pushing her towards what you hope is the direction of this bench but purely because you want something to push her against as you makeout with her like your life depends on it not because he’s not trying that hard to find it either, you will though, you were close to it, doing his thing of forcing her legs open as much as he can and standing between them, before letting her fall onto this bench with the force of his kisses and blatant movements, obviously then pulling her into his lap the second he’s managed to sit there himself, simply must, all without stopping this makeout for a single sec]

Ava: [never not GASPING, does not matter that we’re in public right now, he’s too hot and we’re OBSESSED, the noise of frustration because can’t help our head going to when we can’t do this very soon and we’re already mad about it, thus kissing him harder like no, don’t go]James: [kissing her back even harder and holding her tighter in his lap like don’t think about it and don’t ever leave me either, no notes, just trying to put EVERYTHING into this with no fucks given they are in public]

[jinkookspencil]

how bts would react to you wearing matching couples outfits

brief description: (as described by the title! for the most part i pictured this as to how they would react if you accidentally matched, like you both got ready separately then meet up and realized that your outfits match or complement one another, but then i added some more for some of the members and how they'd feel about couples outfits overall)

note: a little ot7 piece to celebrate namjoon's birthday and to thank you guys for hitting 100 followers! i want to do a separate, proper post on it but for now, i just wanna thank you, the wonderful tumblr fanfic community! i've only been here for just over a month and it's been wonderful so far and i love experimenting with writing this way, it's so new to me. thanks for being so kind! as always, any feedback/suggestions welcome <3

namjoon

in an accidental matching situation, he would giggle and do that little nose scrunch that isn’t a nose scrunch that he does when he sees you

he’d be kind of embarrassed 

but he wouldn’t hate it

the aspect of it that he’d love is that it shows that you’re both on the same wavelength

it'd make him fall a bit harder for you

but he wouldn't do it again intentionally

chances of you intentionally matching in the future: 2/10

he'd think a feminine version of one of his outfits would be incredibly hot though (by feminine version i mean a dress or a flattering blouse that is very similar to one of his outfits and would complement it....) he would love to see you wear it... on a day he isn't wearing that complementary outfit...

seokjin

he would get so shy and embarrassed when he sees that you accidentally matched (the outfit in this case would be something like a button-down shirt with blue jeans and a crossbody bag)

this boy will turn RED

but he’ll also laugh his head off

unlike the other guys, i don’t think seokjin’s reaction will fade away (providing you met up in a public place and accidentally matched)

he’ll just stay red about it the entire time, giggling every now and then

he'll joke that he looks better than you do

he wouldn't hate it, but he wouldn't love it

a part of him will definitely think it's cute.... he wouldn't really make the effort to match though

on occasion, he wouldn't mind wearing the same colors out and about

he'd be into matching in very specific situations

he would surprise you by getting you a matching hoodie+sweatpants set to lounge around in.... and especially matching pyjamas. he'd think matching at home is cuter and more intimate than matching publicly

yoongi

yoongi would get flustered when he sees you

he’d do that little “yaaa” comment he does but he would laugh it off

not long afterwards he’d sort of adopt a “oh what to do” attitude

and he’ll just embrace it

he wouldn’t love it but he’ll just like the fact that it’s straightforward, convenient, and tells people you’re together

he’d make a comment and say that in case one of you gets lost in a public place, it’ll be okay because you can just ask people if they’ve seen someone dressed the same

he would also get you matching pyjamas and definitely matching bracelets - but i doubt yoongi will go for anything else that's matchy

until he becomes an old man - then he'd definitely get you one of those shirts that says "if lost, return to yoongi" and he would wear a shirt that says "i am yoongi" - again, he likes the convenience (lowkey could see him doing that NOW with hobi or jungkook)

hoseok

the first time this happens, hobi wouldn’t be able to stop laughing and giggling

he’ll take so SO many photos and videos of the both of you

he’d love it and he wouldn’t be shy to admit it

i said “the first time” because hobi would 100% end up buying matching/complementary outfits for you both after that first time

and insisting that you match

so accidental matching in the future is definitely a possibility

so the chances of you intentionally matching in the future: 1000/10

he'd also LOVE taking you out shopping

i think he wouldn't be shy to walk around with you, holding your hand, wearing matching neon sweatsuits, like the brightest yellow or orange neon colors - he'd buy you SETS of matching neon outfits

he has taste though, so he'll find ways for you to match that aren't tacky or cheesy, even if you're wearing the exact same items

and he'd complete both of your outfits, doing a "fit" check", on your way out, adding a beanie, a ballcap, a fanny pack, etc to *perfect* the look

he would love it so much that i could literally see hobi having the time of his life wearing matching / complementary outfits with you at a nightclub too, dancing together the entire night

jimin

jimin would laugh so much and he’ll find you really cute

but he will insist that one of you switches it up

he’d think it’s better if you’re complementary but not exactLY matching

so he might take off his jacket.... or give you a jacket of his…. 

but oH MY GOD will he find you as a couple adorable for accidentally matching 

if it happened before a date, jimin won’t stop talking about it and will keep giving you little you whenever he can during the date, staring at you with love the entire time

the type of outfit he'd insist you switch up could be one that is, in fact, "too much" if the both of you matched - something like a denim-on-denim look

but afterwards you’d coordinate with some complementary accessories

he'd get you matching chanel bags for SURE

and other luxury items

he'd be into shopping with you AND for you, buying clothes/accessories that you could both share, whether they're sold as unisex or not - he really doesn't care

taehyung

this boy would LOVE IT

he’ll blush and giggle when he sees you too

he’ll hold you close the entire time

& he’ll find subtle ways for you to match in the future

he’ll get matching jewelry for sure. probably something that’s the same design, but a different type of jewelry - like a bracelet for him and a necklace for you (or vice versa) with the same design - anything from a snowman to flowers to a luxury brand like cartier or louis vuitton 

he'd insist you wear them whether you spent the day together or not - telling you to wear your matching necklace to remember him even if you’re away from each other  

& he’ll also indulge in not-so-subtle ways to match every now and then, and will openly tell you to “wear that one outfit” because he wants to wear something similar

(outfits with a similar color palette - usually shades of brown complemented with white and gold accessories - he'd find matching with those colors/elements to be so romantic)

similar to jimin, he would definitely be into sharing clothes and accessories - the luxury matching items he'd get though are everyday pieces, like his white celine shirt

the most likely out of the guys to suggest you were a couples costume for halloween (another ot7 post idea incoming?)

whether it's halloween or not, he would also be into a form of very subtle cosplaying, similar to disneybounding - like he'd watch an older 1950s film and suggest you go out to dinner dressed in outfits inspired from that era, and honestly? you'll both pull it off.

jungkook

he wouldn’t know how to feel about it at first

he would find it a bit much or even cringeworthy, especially when he’s single, but when he loves someone he’ll like it

if you matched/complemented each other accidentally, he’ll be really shy and hold your hand while out on your date, and he’ll bluSH

but as a couple you would, every now and then, wear complementary couples outfits rather than matching exactly to each other

(for jk it'd be something like the same bucket hat or sneakers in different colors... he might wear matching colors if he really loves you)

he’ll start to find ways for the both of you to “match” without really matching - like wearing the same brand or like taehyung, he would like matching on the same day even if you aren't together/in different cities - as long as you both know you're matching, that's what's most important

but he’ll love it even more if there’s some meaning to it

like similar accessories/clothes in each other’s favorite colors, jewelry with each other’s birthdates, a t-shirt with your favorite flower on it, etc - and ESPECIALLY something that relates to an inside joke between the two of you, that only you could understand

if he’s really in love with you, he’ll start to think there’s some real power to it & would love the idea that you’re are saying that you are each other’s openly

but he loves and values the secrecy in it more, in the “only WE know that we match in this” way (as mentioned with the inside jokes/references matching outfits and accessories)

[helpwhatsthis]

For your most recent post right this is kinda like a general fucked up type if shit so stay with me here. So basically 001 the reader and Eddie were all “working” for Dr.Brenner right and they’re like secretly dating each other type of shit like that. But like that we’re it gets fucked up cuz then mf 11 comes around n shit so that’s where it Lowkey fucks everything up. But then maybe MAYBE later on when 001/Vecna comes back he puts Reader and Eddie under his “spell” and they reconnect. 🤷🏾‍♂️ idk what I just wrote but yea.💀

remember- e.m. / 001

the post being referred to is this one!

thank you sm for the idea, love! i'm thinking of writing one where reader has powers, and they see their childhood friend (from before the lab) in their mind and it's eddie. so henry... kidnaps him for her, bc he wants to see his baby happy.

warnings: angst, vecna, eddie is a lil stupid, lots of blood, lots of death, deep descriptions of pain, it’s fucked, okay? very short but open for part two!

also for the fics sake, vecna is like twenty during the events of s4

you can't think. all you know is that the halls are too dark to see, and your skull is pounding. the hall, that of which are hawkins' lab, a place you hadn't set your eyes on in two years.

"y/n!" you hear it, the distinct sounds of eddies' cries. "y/n! henry! please!" his pained voice echos through the hall. your movement speed up, bringing you through the familiar path that leads to the janitors' closet. you pass bodies, and blood, so much blood. it doesn't faze you though; you've seen it all before, and you keep seeing it more every time you dare to sleep.

"baby-" you whine, finally seeing his trembling form on the cold linoleum floor. you don't have to look hard to know he's bleeding, both from his eyes and his nose. you wish you could forget the odd angle is arm is twisted at. you pull him into your lap, attempting to shush his pained cries.

"i don't wanna die." he sobs, and the words echo in your mind. you'd never be able to get them out of your head, not as long as you live.

"you won't, little one." the deep, grating voice comes from behind you. the soft pricks of claws nip at your scalp.

"who are you?" you whimper, "why do you keep showing me this?" you cry, pulling eddie into your chest. this thing, this grotesque and vile being kneels before you; it adorns a sad smile as is brushes the blood from eddies' face.

"because i want you to remember, my love." it growls, "i need you to remember the night she took you both from me." before you can process the words, its' claws dig into your skull. the pain is agonizing, searing. you can feel every twitch of its' fingers, burning your brain and melting your mind.

"henry!" you scream, sitting up in bed and choking on your sob. your head is still throbbing, making your vision blurry; but you're home. you're in bed, and eddie is beside you. he pulls you into his arms, cooing at your whimpers and whipping the blood from under your nose.

"it's okay, baby. you're okay, i'm here." eddie whispers, picking your body up with surprising ease and carrying you to the kitchen. he places you on the cabinet and begins to fill a glass with water from the tap. "was it... that night? again?" he asks, shuffling on his sock clad feet as he brings the cup to your lips.

images flash in your mind as you drink. the soft touches, the lingering of lips on lips; and then the blood, the way it all fades as eddie spasms on the floor and begs to live.

"it's him." you whisper, eyes finding his. "i don't know... how? or how i know? but it's him." he doesn't speak, just gazes at you tentively. "please... please eds? just say that you believe me?" you beg.

you don't know how much longer you can take this. how much longer can you withstand the headaches, the nosebleeds, knowing that the disfigured creature that haunts your nightmares is the person you loved. most of all; the way eddie seems to think you're losing your mind.

it's been over a year since you stopped going to therapy. you thought you'd accepted it; accepted that the girl, the child, had killed henry and your mother, and nearly killed eddie too. things had been... okay, after the incident. that man, brenner, had taken pity on wayne; had given him a document to sign, given eddie all the medical care he needed (free of charge), and gotten you therapy to deal with it all. to deal with losing your mother, who'd been a doctor at the lab since you were a child. to deal with losing henry, who you and eddie had fallen for all too quickly.

it was inevitable really, the three of you. your mother and wayne had been close friends through his maintenance job at the lab. you'd all been so young and had so much free time before the other children had arrived. it was nearly impossible to pin-point when the twisted form of playground, puppy love between the three of you turned into the real thing.

"babydoll," he hums, hands cupping your jaw. "he's dead." his voice cracks. "i want to believe you. you know that i do, but honey... whatever she did to him... there wasn't even a body left." you cry out at his words, and he lets you hide your face in his chest.

"if you could see, what i see. you would know." you whisper into his hellfire shirt, his own way of coping he'd picked up.

"he will, darling." the deep voice growls, making you sob into eddies' chest harder. "he'll understand soon enough." the dark groan turns into the soft, loving one you know so well. "you'll see, little one." henry hums. the fingers combing through your hair are still sharp, nearly breaking your skin. "i just need a little more time."

just a little more time, you'll both see.

[chuuyrr]

i’m obsessed your with scarlet witch hcs 😭 whenever you’re up for writing another one, may i request for another run in with father!toji? baby reader preferring to hangout with him instead of the others?

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader prefers dad! toji

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): manga/anime spoilers for jjk(?)

thank you so much for requesting and for being patient! so sorry that this took so long, but i'm really glad that you're enjoying my chaos/scarlet bb fushiguro series + this prompt/headcanon is kind of tied up with reader has trouble making friends prompt/headcanon do check it out at the masterlist of this series <3

it's no surprise that you preferred being around your dad more than anyone else because you may or may not have attachment issues growing up.

i think it'd be pretty funny whenever toji leaves you in a daycare or sumn because he really has to leave you for a dangerous mission. he's come back just to find out that you ignored the entire children in the daycare, even the caretaker.

he's quite shocked to find out that you weren't as bubbly and sweet towards other people asides him.

you probably preferred to be around talking to cursed spirits more than those children because they were boring to you. (they couldn't see curses like you, so it was probably the reason why)

toji is actually lowkey worried because at your age, you should be socializing and playing with other children—not ignore them, bb.

toji does try to incorporate other people on your life, even if you preferred him over the others. he wants you to be able to blossom friendships and talk to someone else besides him.

toji brings you to the park, to toy stores and to daycares, but to no avail—you were clinging onto him refusing to acknowledge the others at all.

"what's the matter, angel? don't you wanna go play with the others?"

toji attempts to pull you away from his pant leg as you were clinging onto him like some koala. in response, you shook your head and scrunched your face at the brief mention of other children.

"no." you whined, "i don't wanna."

"but why?" toji raised a brow at you, evidently confused.

"i like being with you more." you pouted, burying your face onto his pant leg as you cling to him even more. "the other kids are different."

"different? how so, baby?" toji picks you up and cradles you in his arms, brushing your hair behind your ear as you continued to pout and avert your gaze.

"they're kind of boring." this caused your father to burst out laughing.

"they don't see things that i see either." your father knew that you meant cursed spirits. being a young child exposed to their world, as well as magic (chaos magic to be exact), he supposes that it's only natural for you to find others different.

"i know, princess. i get it, they aren't as cool as me. aren't they?" you nodded your head, causing toji to laugh once again. you really did look up to him so much as you loved being around him.

"oh, you're gonna be such a bully when you grow up, [name]."

toji proceeds to explain to you why that was the case and why it was important for you to communicate with other people. though you didn't like it, you didn't want to make your father worried. so, you begrudgingly complied and started to mingle with other kids.

not only did you find them different, but they found you weird as well and sometimes you scare them because bb you can see ghosts as well, not just curses.

eventually, you did it find it quite fun to hang out with the others—but only when you give them a scare because that's only when they actually amuse you.

"hey! wanna know something?" you'd talk to a kid at the daycare.

"hmm? what is it?" the kid would ask you naively as they tipped their head at the side.

"there's a hand on your shoulder."

boom, the kid screams. every children screams and the daycare panics at the chaos you caused.

but really, there was a hand on the kid's shoulder. so, it's not like you were lying anyway.

but when toji found out you did that, he instantly knew you were going to be a literal child of chaos as you grow up.

you still preferred being around toji no matter what :) he's literally your favorite person. the second you see him after a long day, your smile goes over the roof.

he's just cool to you! an absolute badass. not only did toji fight sorcerers and curses, but he had mister weedle with him and by mister weedle, we mean the worm. (the one he uses to store weapons with him. you call the worm mister weedle because you think it's a pokemon).

toji also gives the best hugs. had a nightmare? he's got hugs for you. did the movie upset you? don't worry, another hug for you.

he was just irreplaceable. you couldn't find anyone like him. probably never even.

[storiesforallfandoms]

and the winner is... ~ eminem

word count: 1784

request?: yes!

“hey, love your writing sm ❤️ I really like the concept where the reader is a young actress with Eminem, so can I request one where they go to Marshall’s award show for the first time publicly, they try to keep it low key but the reader presents an award and when Em wins they share a warm moment on stage and the media loses it? thanks in advance”

description: in which they say they’re going to be lowkey for their first public appearance as a couple, and then he wins the award she’s presenting

pairing: eminem x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

It was hard to keep my hands off of Marshall as we walked down the red carpet. It was our first public outing as a couple, but Marshall wasn’t very into PDA so we had decided to keep it somewhat lowkey. It seemed like a good idea in theory, until Marshall did the unthinkable and showed up dressed in a suit. How am I supposed to not jump his bones when he looks damn fine in a suit?

Every time I so much as glanced at him the paparazzi would go crazy. So many flashing lights that eventually I was seeing spots. It was hard to keep smiling when I couldn’t even see ahead of me.

Marshall put an arm around my waist - which of course led to more flashing lights - and walked me off the red carpet into the venue. The minute I walked through the doors into the dimly lit room, it really was like I couldn’t see. I had to take a minute to let my eyes adjust to the sudden light change.

“Weird how quickly I go from basically a nobody on a red carpet to a hot commodity just because I have attractive arm candy,” I joked.

A half smile tugged at Marshall’s lips. “You were never a nobody. Not to me anyways.”

“Awe, that’s so sweet it’s kind of gross,” I teased.

This earned me an actual laugh as Marshall pulled me in for a kiss. Without any prying eyes around, we felt free to actually be a couple.

We engaged with some others in the industry, including those Marshall considered to be close friends of his. I felt out of place at this music award show as an actress who was still trying to become more than just a side character in the movies she starred in. I was grateful to have Marshall there to help me through it.

When we took our seats as the show was starting, Marshall reached over to take my hand. “Are you okay?”

I shrugged. “Nervous I think. Which I shouldn’t be because it’s just me announcing an award, but it’s my first time on an award show stage for any reason, and it’s a pretty big award.”

“And it’s one I’m nominated for.”

I looked over at Marshall with wide eyes. “What?!”

“You didn’t know?”

I shook my head. Now I felt so much more nervous. What if I pulled a Steve Harvey and said the wrong name because I wanted Marshall to win? Or what if he actually did win but everyone thought I said he did because we were dating? I tried to focus on the stage ahead of me but my heart was beating so fast that my vision was starting to get blurry. I felt warm, like I was sweating, which made me worry that my makeup was starting to run. I was going to look disgusting with my makeup running on live television.

Sensing my new found nervousness, Marshall gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Hey, look at me.” I glanced over to meet his gaze. “It’s going to be okay. You’ve rehearsed this speech so much that you can say it without the teleprompter. It’s not going to be any different just because I’m nominated. If I win, you give me the award and I do a speech. If I don’t win, you give the award to whoever does and they make a speech. It’s not a big deal, (Y/N), don’t worry too much about it.”

I wished I could’ve just let my fear rush from my body, but it was still there. Before I could say anything else, the lights went down and the show officially started.

I tried to just sit and enjoy the show but it was hard when I had my upcoming presenter role looming over me. Of course, it was one of the last awards of the show, so I had to sit there and let my nerves build as the suspense for the winner of the award grew as well.

Every now and then Marshall would give my hand another squeeze and I would calm down for that split second. Having him by my side helped a lot, but every time I remembered that he might be the recipient of the award I became nervous again.

Finally, it was my time to take the stage. They passed me the envelope with the name of the winner and motioned for me to take the stage. I plastered a smile on my face as my name was called and I walked onto the stage. I hoped the cameras couldn’t pick up my shaking, and I really hoped my shaking wouldn’t make my voice sound as bad as I feared it would.

“This award can only go to the best of the best,” I started, glancing at the prompter in front of me to make sure I was saying the words correctly. “The person who worked the hardest and had the best payoff with their release. The competition this year is fierce, and it was hard to narrow it down to just these five artists, as there have been so many amazing works of art released this past year. It has been an even harder choice to pick who of them all is the best, although I might be bias in saying I’ve already chosen my favorite.”

The audience chuckled at my improved addition to the speech.

“Ladies and gentlemen, here are your nominees.”

I watched the video that played of the nominated artists. My heart skipped a beat when Marshall came up, a few clips from the music videos he had filmed playing in a short montage. He had worked so hard on his latest album, every part of me hoped that he would be the winner I was announcing.

As the video came to an end, I turned back to face the audience (and the cameras) to announce the winner.

“And the award goes to...”

I tried not to let my slight fear show as I fumbled with the envelope for a moment. I started to worry that I wouldn’t even be able to open it and completely embarrass myself on live TV. I tried not to sigh with relief when the seal perfectly popped open and I was able to pull the card out. The smile on my face had to have given away the winner before the words were even out of my mouth.

“Eminem!”

The crowd cheered and stood from their seats. A camera found Marshall, who was standing from his seat and hugging Paul and Denaun before making his way to the stage. I couldn’t help but smile proudly at him as I extended the award I was holding - his award - to him.

I was taken by surprise when he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. It was brief since he had an award to accept, but it was enough to make my head spin, the way his kisses usually did.

When he pulled away I was still so stunned that I almost forgot to give him his award. I could see him trying to hold back a laugh as he took it from my hands and turned to the microphone.

“Thank you,” he said to the still cheering audience. For a minute I forgot there was anyone else in the room, and realizing so many people had watched that kiss made my cheeks heat up. “I’d like to thank my manager, Paul, who for some reason still backs me with everything I do and produce even when it pushes the boundaries a little too much. I also want to thank the good Doctor, who has been supporting me since day one and who has always believed in me and gave me this platform to make music and to push the boundaries that Paul has to deal with. My daughters, my biggest inspirations. And of course, I’d like to thank the beautiful lady who presented this award to me tonight. I may not show it publicly but I am my happiest when I’m with you and I cannot thank you enough for that.”

I blinked away the tears forming in my eyes as I clapped along with the audience. The music started playing as Marshall offered me his arm to walk me off the stage. I felt like I was floating on cloud nine as we walked down the stairs and backstage, away from the cameras and the thousands of people watching us, both in person and on TV.

We were greeted backstage by other presenters and winners who were still mingling and celebrating their wins. Marshall was congratulated and a few of the other presenters told me how well I did with my presentation. I was proud of myself for getting through it, but I was more proud that I didn’t go completely airheaded after Marshall kissed me.

When we finally got away from the large amount of people, Marshall pulled me in for another kiss.

“So much for keeping it lowkey, huh?” I teased when I pulled away.

“I was caught up in the moment,” he said with a shrug, but I wasn’t completely convinced.

“That speech was uncharacteristically sweet,” I said. “For your public persona anyways. I figured you’d keep it short and sweet and maybe get the show into a little bit of trouble with an unplanned curse word.”

He chuckled. “Well normally that would be how things go. But I meant what I said during my speech: you make me the happiest I’ve ever been. When you said my name I just couldn’t help but feel this unfamiliar surge of happiness and excitement at winning. You know I don’t care about these types of award shows, but the fact that you presented this award to me made me care for just a second. I know I’ll be the talking point for the next few days because of this, but right now I don’t care all that much.”

Tears were welling in my eyes again as I pulled him back to me. “Shut up, you’re gonna ruin my makeup.”

His laugh filled my ears as he pulled me for another kiss. The happiness he said he felt coursed through my veins too. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else in a moment like this.

When he pulled away he put his arm around me again and started to walk towards the door. “Let’s get out of here. I think I wanna celebrate my win with the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met.”

I smiled brightly at him. “I like the sound of that.”