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WE GOT A DOPE LOVE, WE GOT A BOND THAT THEY SPOKE OF / TWO GUNS WE DON'T GIVE THEM HATERS NO LOVE ── BUECKERS⁵

how you can help palestine part one part two

★ i got a some requests for a last part for my paige fic, so here it is!! ★ "girlyy u shld add another part to ur paige fic where reader finally breaks up w her bf and ends up giving back to paige?? (p receives) queen ur literally feeding us rn🙇🏽‍♀️" /// "and NOW i think you should do a final third part of the paige x reader where reader leaves that bum ass boyfriend and finally gets with paige 😜😜"

⠀ ── ⠀warnings ;; nsfw under the cut, mdni. homophobia (from ex), arguing, singular physical altercation (if you can even call it that), oral + fingering (r giving), lovey-dovey sex, break-ups.

⠀ ── ⠀word count ;; 3.8k

⠀ ── ⠀rylin's notes ;; requests are open for those who want to send them in :p

you and your boyfriend walk hand-in-hand into the crowded gymnasium, paige's jersey clad on your body. as you made your way to the bleachers, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness. again, you were wearing paige's jersey, a silent testament to the bond you shared, and you knew it would be noticed by everyone, including your boyfriend.

he glanced at you, a small smile tugging at his lips. "you're really supporting her, huh?"

"mhm," you replied, squeezing his hand. "she's important to me, you know that."

he nodded, his expression softening. "yeah sometimes i wish i played basketball so you could support me like you do her," he joked as you gave him a nervous laugh.

the worst part of that was – you kind wish he did, too.

you found a spot in the bleachers, settling in as the players warmed up on the court. the sound of basketballs bouncing and sneakers squeaking against the floor filled the gym. you scanned the court, your eyes quickly finding paige; she looked focused and determined, her movements fluid and confident. you felt your lips curve up into a subconscious smile as you watched her, and it filled you with adoration knowing how much she loved this sport, it made you fall in love with her even more.

as the game began, you cheered along with the rest of the crowd, your excitement growing with each play. paige was on fire (per usual), her skill on full display. you couldn't help but feel a surge of pride every time she made a basket or a crucial play. your boyfriend cheered too, his competitive nature coming out as he got into the game.

at halftime, the score was close, and the tension in the gym was palpable. you turned to your boyfriend, who was animatedly discussing the game with the dad next to him. he seemed to be enjoying himself, and you felt a small sense of relief. maybe things were starting to settle down.

as the second half began, the intensity ramped up. UConn was behind by a few points, and the pressure was on. you watched her closely, her determination evident in every move she made. with just a few minutes left on the clock, she made a play, stealing the ball and driving it down the court for a layup that brought the crowd to its feet.

you jumped up, cheering loudly, your heart pounding with excitement. your boyfriend joined in, his enthusiasm matching yours. as the final buzzer sounded, UConn emerged victorious, the gym erupting in cheers and applause.

you made your way down to the court, weaving through the throngs of celebrating fans. paige spotted you and jogged over, a huge smile on her face. she looked radiant, her eyes shining with triumph.

"my god, that was insane!" you exclaimed, wrapping her in a hug.

"i know!" paige replied, her breath still coming in short gasps from the exertion. she glanced at your boyfriend and gave him a nod.

he smiled, watching the interaction between you two. "you played a hell of a game, never thought women's basketball could be that entertaining."

you cleared your throat, nudging him slightly as you gave paige a sympathetic smile. "babe," you gave him a sigh, earning a shrug from him.

paige laughed, ignoring the comment. "well uh, maybe that's your sign to watch more."

"yeah, maybe."

there was a moment of awkward silence, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air. you felt caught between the two people who meant so much to you, each with their own place in your heart (at least, that was what you were trying to convince yourself).

paige's teammates called her over for a group photo, and she glanced behind her. "aaliyah's boyfriend is hosting an after-party, if you're down," she didn't really acknowledge your boyfriend, her gaze fixed on you.

your lips curved up into a genuine smile as you nodded, and it felt like it was just the two of you for a moment. "yeah, we're down."

"okay, perfect." paige grinned before she turned around toward the team. you watched her go, your heart swelling with a mixture of emotions.

your boyfriend squeezed your hand, pulling you out of your thoughts. "babe, we have my function tomorrow morning, remember?"

"yeah, we won't stay out too late." your gaze stayed on the blonde before you glanced at your boyfriend, forcing a smile.

he nodded, though his expression remained wary. "okay, just don't want you to be too tired."

the drive to aaliyah's boyfriend's house was filled with a tense silence, your boyfriend focused on the road while you stared out the window, lost in thought. when you arrived, the house was already crowded, music and laughter spilling out into the neighborhood.

you spotted paige as soon as you walked in, her presence a comforting anchor amidst the chaos. she waved you over, her smile bright and inviting. "hey! so glad you guys could make it,"

"of course," you replied, returning her smile. "wouldn't miss it."

your boyfriend trailed behind you, glancing around the crowded room. "nice place," he commented, his tone neutral.

paige nodded, her attention shifting to him briefly before returning to you. "yeah, it's pretty great. come on, let's get you some drinks."

as your boyfriend found some of his friends, paige led you to the kitchen where a variety of beverages were spread out on the counter. as you poured yourself a drink, paige leaned in closer, her voice low. "you okay? you seem a little tense."

you gave her a small smile, grateful for her concern. "yeah, just a lot on my mind."

paige's eyes softened, and she gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "i'm here if you wanna talk."

"thanks, p," you replied, feeling a warmth spread through you at her touch.

the evening wore on, and you found yourself relaxing more and more as you mingled with friends and enjoyed the party. however, there was an underlying tension that you couldn't quite shake, a constant reminder of the complicated situation you were in.

toward the end of the night, you found yourself alone on the back porch, taking a moment to breathe in the cool night air. paige soon joined you, her presence a calming balm to your nerves.

"needed a break?" she asked, leaning against the railing beside you.

"yeah, just a little overwhelmed," you admitted, staring up at the stars.

paige nodded, her gaze thoughtful. "i get it. tonight's been a lot."

you turned to her, the unspoken tension between you palpable. "paige, you know i... i think that, um..."

paige's attention was fully fixed on you now, her eyes never leaving your face. "you think what?"

before you could finish, the door to the porch opened, and your boyfriend stumbled out, his expression exhausted but he immediately straightened up as he saw how close you and paige were. "hey, there you are. everything okay, what's goin' on?"

you sighed, your frustration bubbling over as you glanced back at him. "yeah," you muttered, annoyance taking over. with a scoff, you shook your head and began walking back into the house.

your boyfriend seemed confused and maybe even a little angry as he glanced toward you and paige. "the fuck is up with your attitude all of a sudden?"

"god, nothing," you retorted, rolling your eyes as you tried to push past him. "get outta my way."

"no! you think i'm fucking stupid?" his voice grew louder, anger seeping into his tone. he blocked your path, his presence imposing.

"just let me through," you insisted, trying to sidestep him.

"you've been acting weird all night, and now i find you out here with her?" he jabbed a finger towards paige, who had been watching the exchange with a concerned expression.

"jesus, you're overreacting!" you snapped, the tension in the air thickening. "it's not what you think-"

"oh, really? cus it sure as hell doesn't look like it," he spat back, his voice rising. he grabbed your arm and pushed you back outside, his grip tight as you let out a yelp.

the force of his grip was jarring, and the sharp yank backward sent you stumbling. your breath caught in your throat as you struggled to regain your balance, the pain from his grip making your arm throb. paige's eyes widened in alarm, and she took a step forward, her voice urgent.

"hey, asshole, let go of her!" paige shouted, her tone steely as she tried to pull you out of your boyfriend's grasp.

his grip tightened around your arm, his eyes locked onto paige's as his face contorted with anger. "don't fucking touch her," he hissed through gritted teeth. "you think you can just waltz in and steal her from me? you're a fuckin' girl and you're over here, corrupting her."

"corrupting her?" paige scoffed, her voice firm, her hands raised defensively. "what is this, the fuckin' 60s? are you kidding me?"

your boyfriend's grip on your arm tightened once more, and he turned to face paige, his eyes flashing with rage. "stay outta of this, you little bitch."

the insult hit you like a physical blow, and you flinched, your heart pounding in your chest. "don't call her that!" you shouted, your voice breaking with emotion. "let go of me!"

"or what?" he sneered, his grip still unyielding. "think you can just walk away from me?"

you could feel your anger and frustration reaching a boiling point. "god, just shut up! you're acting like a complete asshole."

"yeah, and who's the one sneaking around with this bitch?" he shot back, his words dripping with venom.

"i told you to not call her that!" you shouted, your voice cracking with emotion.

"or what?" he stepped closer to you, his face twisted in rage. "you gonna leave me for her? is that it?"

before you could respond, paige stepped between you, her gaze locked onto your boyfriend's. "you need to fuck off!"

"oh, so you're her knight in shining armor now?" he sneered as he finally let your arm go with a push, causing you to stumble backward. "fuckin' pathetic. you think you can take her from me? you're just a sad, desperate bitch who can't stand that she'll never want you like she wants me."

paige's jaw clenched, but she didn't move. "i don't need to take her from you. you're doing a fine job of that yourself."

"fuck you," he growled, pushing paige back roughly.

"don't fucking touch her!" you screamed, before getting his face.

the aggression in his actions was the final straw for you. "we are done," you declared, your voice trembling with a mixture of anger and hurt.

he turned back to you, his eyes wide with shock. "what?"

"you heard me," you said, stepping away from him. "i'm done with this. i'm done with you, no more breaks no more... no more of this, i'm done."

your boyfriend stepped back, his chest heaving with rage. "you think this is over? you think you can just walk away like this?" he shouted, his voice echoing in the quiet night. "for a girl?!"

paige stepped forward, her expression nothing short of pissed. "yeah, it is. you needa leave her alone, seriously, this shit is getting bad."

he glared at paige, his jaw clenched. "you think you're so tough, don’t you? just wait. you'll see what happens when i get back inside."

"oh yeah? i'm not fucking scared of you, i don't care who you think you are," paige snapped, she'd had enough of this guy the moment she met him – this was her last straw. "but what you're not gonna do, is step into my fucking place and threaten me or my girl."

"your girl? you gotta me fuckin' with me," he let out a bitter laugh as he took a menacing step toward paige, his eyes blazing with fury.

paige didn't flinch, her stance firm and unyielding. "yeah, my girl," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. "and if you think i'm just gonna stand by and let you grab her like that, you're fucking crazy."

he sneered, his face contorting with contempt. "you really think she wants you? you're just a pathetic rebound, a distraction."

paige's eyes narrowed, her fists clenching at her sides. "this isn't about what you think. this is about you being an abusive asshole who can't handle the fact that she deserves better."

the words hit like a slap, and he recoiled, his face twisted with rage and denial. "you're fucking delusional," he spat. "she'll come crawling back to me. you'll see."

"not if i have anything to say about it," paige retorted, stepping forward to close the distance between them. "now get the fuck out."

the air thick with unspoken threats and barely contained anger. you stood there, your heart pounding in your chest, feeling torn and overwhelmed. this confrontation had been brewing for a long time, and now it was finally coming to a head.

he glanced at you, his eyes flashing with a mix of betrayal and desperation. "is this what you want? to be with her?" he demanded, his voice breaking with emotion.

you took a deep breath, your hands trembling. "i wanna be happy. i want to feel safe. and after tonight, i-i don't feel that with you."

for a moment, the silence was deafening, the only sound the distant hum of the party still going on inside. your boyfriend stared at you, his expression a mix of anger and disbelief, before finally turning on his heel and storming back into the house. the door slammed shut behind him with a resounding bang, the noise echoing in the quiet night.

you let out a shuddering breath, your knees feeling weak. paige wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into a tight hug. "it's okay," she murmured, her voice soothing. "he's gone."

you clung to paige, the reality of what had just happened crashing down on you. the fear, the anger, the confusion – it all seemed so overwhelming.

"he'd... he's never grabbed me like that before," you murmured, your voice trembling as you clung to her. "never put a hand on me, ever."

paige held you tighter, her hand gently rubbing your back. "i'm so sorry you had to go through that," she whispered. "now you know his true colors,"

you buried your face in her shoulder, the tears finally breaking free. "don't know what to do," you admitted, your voice choked with emotion. "i don't know if i can handle this."

paige pulled back slightly, cupping your face in her hands and looking into your eyes. "you're stronger than you think," she said softly. "and you're not alone. i'm here for you, always."

you nodded, taking a deep, shaky breath. "thank you, p," you whispered.

she pulled you into a tight hug, her warmth and strength surrounding you. "you don't have to thank me," she murmured. "i care about you. and i won't let anyone hurt you, especially a 5"8 frat guy,"

you let out a tearful laugh, shaking your head as your grip tightened around her.

she gave you a small, reassuring smile. "come on, let's get you home and away from all this shit,"

you nodded again, allowing her to guide you back into the house. the noise of the party seemed louder now, a stark contrast to the quiet tension of the porch. as you walked through the crowd, you felt the weight of curious eyes on you, but paige's steady presence beside you gave you the strength to keep moving.

⠀ ── ⠀

"i'm sorry," you buried your face in paige's neck, the warmth of her bed comforting. the events of the night had left you emotionally drained, but here, wrapped in paige's embrace, you felt a sense of safety.

paige's hand gently stroked your back, her touch soothing. "you don't have to apologize," she said softly. "none of this is your fault, i promise."

you sighed, the tears still threatening to spill. "i just feel so stupid. i should have seen the signs, should have ended it sooner. i should have listened to everyone when they said he was toxic,"

paige pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting yours. "hey, don't blame yourself," she said firmly. "it's not easy to see things clearly when you're in the middle of it. what's important is that you're safe now."

you nodded, grateful for her understanding. "thank you for being there," you whispered. "don't know what would have done without you tonight."

"you don't have to think about what could've happened," paige's expression softened, and she pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. "i'll always be here for you," she promised.

you felt a surge of warmth at her words, the sincerity in her voice reassuring. you looked up at the blonde, the warmth in her eyes making you feel fuzzy inside. "i have to find a way to repay you for everything."

"nah, you don't have to, princess." her lips curved into a smile. "you know i woulda killed him right then and there if you weren't there, baby."

the petname made your face flush as you smiled up at paige, your heart beginning to race. "not just for tonight... i meant all the times you fucked me good,"

paige let out a breathless at the vulgarity in your words, her own face flushing as she licked her lips as they curved into a smirk. "really, princess? you're gonna make me blush," she teased, her voice dropping to a playful whisper.

"mhm," you batted your eyelashes up at her, making paige let out a laugh. your hands travelled to her naked stomach, your hand flush against it. "let me make it up to you, p,"

paige's breath hitched as your hands moved against her stomach, your touch sending shivers through her body. her eyes darkened with desire as she looked down at you, her smirk widening. "oh, baby," she murmured, her voice thick with anticipation. "what do you have in mind?"

you grinned, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her collarbone, your lips trailing a path of fire down her skin. "think you deserve a little pampering," you whispered against her skin, your hands sliding lower, teasing the edge of her waistband.

paige let out a low moan, her hands tangling in your hair as she arched into your touch. "fuck, you drive me crazy," she breathed, her voice trembling with need.

you continued your slow exploration, your lips and hands working in tandem to elicit more sounds of pleasure from her. you could feel the heat building between you, the air thick with anticipation. "relax and let me take care of you," you murmured, your voice soothing.

paige's eyes fluttered shut, her breath coming in shallow gasps as you continued your ministrations. your heart raced at her sounds, a surge of desire flooding through you. your moved with purpose, paige's hands roamed over your back, her nails digging into your skin as she struggled to hold on.

you moved downward, finding your place in between her legs. her hand was weaving through your hair, her eyes fixed on your face. you moved her underwear to the side as you licked a stripe against slick pussy, earning a low groan from the blonde.

"fuck, keep lookin' at me like that," paige let out a breathless laugh as she gripped your head.

you looked up at paige, maintaining eye contact as your tongue moved against her. her breath hitched, and her grip on your hair tightened. "god, you're so good at this," she moaned, her voice breaking with pleasure.

encouraged by her reaction, you continued your movements, your tongue and fingers working perfectly to bring her to the edge. the taste of her arousal and the sight of her coming undone because of you sent waves of desire coursing through your body.

paige's moans grew louder, her body trembling as she struggled to maintain control. "don't stop, baby," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. "fuck yeah, princess, oh fuck,"

you had no intention of stopping, your focus solely on her and the pleasure you were giving her. you increased your pace, your efforts rewarded by the way her hips bucked against you and the cries of pleasure that escaped her lips.

she was close, you could feel it in the way her body tensed and the desperate sounds she made. you began flickering your tongue against her clit, quickly pushing her over the edge. paige's entire body shuddered, her back arching off the bed as she came with a loud, guttural groan.

you kept going, drawing out her orgasm for as long as possible until she finally collapsed back onto the bed, her body limp and trembling. you moved back up to her, pressing soft kisses along her stomach and chest as she caught her breath.

"fuck, that was incredible," paige managed to say, her voice hoarse. she pulled you up to her, capturing your lips in a deep, sloppy kiss. "you're incredible."

you smiled against her lips, your heart swelling with pride and affection. "love making you feel good," you whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

paige's eyes softened, and she cupped your face in her hands. "and i love you," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "more than anything."

"i love you too, p."

paige's eyes glistened with a mix of love and contentment, and she pulled you into another tender embrace. you nestled into her warmth, feeling a sense of peace wash over you that you hadn't felt in a long time.

"let's just stay like this for a while," you murmured, your voice muffled against her skin.

"absolutely," Paige whispered back, her hand gently stroking your hair. "just you and me, no one else."

the two of you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside fading into insignificance. in that moment, it felt like nothing could touch you, like you were both cocooned in a bubble of safety and love.

after a while, Paige shifted slightly, her hand trailing down your arm. "how about we get some sleep?" she suggested softly. "its been a long night."

you nodded, feeling the exhaustion of the evening catching up with you. "yeah, that sounds good."

paige helped you settle into the bed, her movements gentle and caring. she tucked the blanket around you, then slid in beside you, pulling you close once more. you could feel her heartbeat against your back, a steady, comforting rhythm that lulled you into a sense of security.

"goodnight, princess," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

"goodnight, p," you replied, your eyes already drifting shut.

as you lay there, on the cusp of sleep, you felt a profound sense of gratefulness. despite the turmoil, you knew you had someone by your side who truly cared for you, someone who would stand by you no matter what.

if you enjoyed, any interaction is greatly appreciated!

with love, rylin 𝜗𝜚

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polin-erospsyche · 1 day

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Sometimes I really think Colin Bridgerton is hilarious because

Marina: Colin I love you

Colin: Allow me a day

But when it is Pen who says: Colin I love you

The boy, despite being furious, and a myriad of other ugly feelings, is so horned up he very nearly fingerbangs her right there and then on the very public street they are standing on. I just think sometimes Colin and his lack of care for decorum when it comes to Pen is the most entertaining thing

#I love him your honour #there is nothing that anyone could say or do that would ever make me stop loving Colin Bridgerton #polin #bridgerton #bridgerton season 3

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winstonsns · 3 days

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could you do a gang(separate) with reader who’s like a transfer student or smth and dosent speak English fluently? They could like help her or smth idkkkkk but yeah🎀💕

the gang with transfer student!reader (request)

authors note: my throat fucking hurts. sorry this is short, i hope you enjoy 💗

includes ponyboy, johnny, soda, darry, dally, two-bit and steve

word count: 1.4k

warnings: cussing, dally’s a bit of a dick

PONYBOY CURTIS

ponyboy’s top of his classes so he knows a lot, especially in english

because the two of you go to the same school, you guys have a lot more time together

he’ll always help you feel ready for a presentation and makes sure all your words are spelled correctly and you pronounce them right

same with when you’re called on to read, if you can’t pronounce a word then he’ll whisper in your ear and tell you, the both of you normally sit together

sometimes you’ll go over to his house or he’ll go over to yours, he assists you by studying with you

once he went over to your house, you had a vanity in your room but didn’t know what it was called, he asked you, “well what’s something that reminds you of it? of the vanity?”

you replied, “um… sticky notes because i have them on my mirror?” so he told you to connect the words ‘sticky notes’ so you could remember the word ‘vanity’

he’ll also read to you so you can learn more words and pronunciations, you also become entertained while you’re learning so it’s nice for the both of you

JOHNNY CADE

sometimes johnny goes to school with you so the both of you can learn together

he has a lot of patience so learning with him is easy, he’d make up around five words for you to pronounce and know the definition of every day

the two of you would review those words too, and because you were learning a whole new language, he decided to learn a new language too, yours

he knew what it was like to get frustrated over not being able to understand something, so the both of you taught one another your languages

you or johnny would point at a random object and the other would say it in both languages, it was a fun way to learn since it wasn’t one sided

when the two of you could have full on conversations in one another’s languages, the both of you were ecstatic

johnny even taught pony and the gang some words from your native language because he thought it was cool

SODAPOP CURTIS

man, you guys are learning english together because soda doesn’t really have a super wide vocabulary, he wasn’t that good in school

but he’ll teach you the basic words and their meanings, clothings, paintings, items, etc

he thinks it’s so attractive when you speak your native language or talk to him that way, he’ll get all blushy and smiley

his patience is actually pretty high and he’ll make you feel better if you feel bad about not knowing english that well

it doesn’t cause much of a problem in your guys relationship, it probably brings you two closer if anything

he loves it when you come to him to ask about words or what something’s called if it has certain characteristics

since he’s in school and you’re not, if you have to write an essay or presentation, he’ll give you synonyms so you won’t repeat the same words over and over

lord knows he got shitty grades because he used the same two words throughout his essay when describing something

DARRY CURTIS

he stays really patient with you because you can always learn more english, it’s not a one time thing when if you mess a word up then its messed up forever

so he helps you, since he was really smart and was good in school, he knew a very large range of vocabulary

you could ask him about a word and he’d immediately know the definition, sometimes asking you “verb or noun?” because he just knew so much

since he’s an old ass man he’ll show you magazines and newspapers, sometimes pointing to a random word, in which you tell him what it means, basically like a memory game

he teaches you a lot about grammar since most people don’t know how to use it correctly, he also teaches you how to use the correct ‘write, right’ ‘knight, night,’ ‘where, wear’ ‘here, hear’ ‘there, their, they’re’ basically homophones

darry really just wants you to have the best in life so he’ll teach you the most

DALLAS WINSTON

if we’re being realistic here, dally would bully the shit out of you

he is honest as hell and will not feel shameful or bad that he’s being rude to you for not understanding english as well as him

but he helps you learn new words and phrases, sometimes teasing you about it and giving you the wrong answers

he later tells you the truth though if you embarrass yourself by using it wrong

“dal… um, i heard some people talking about ‘left handed?’ what does that mean?” you would ask, him replying with, “means you only use your left hand, like your other is paralyzed or broken.”

sometimes he’ll randomly ask you, “what’s that?” and point at something, basically quizzing you so you can remember what is what

dally also helps you pronounce words, when you came home from school one day, you asked him how to say “pacific ocean” because all the c’s were pronounced differently, you were rightfully confused

however, if anyone else makes fun of you, he’ll get all pissed off at them and beat the shit out of them

if you start feeling guilty for not knowing words after he makes fun of you a bit, he’ll try not to as much and will focus more on teaching you words

he won’t love you any less if you struggle with english, he loves hearing you talk in your native language

you even teach him some words and phrases in your language, he complains, “that’s too hard to learn, doll, how many languages do you know?”

little do you know he’s actually impressed and would speak your language every day if he understood as well as you did

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

two-bit is actually very sweet about you not knowing english as well as him

sometimes, he’ll help you by watching television with you, whether it’s a movie or a series

he’s occasionally a little mean about it, laughing when you say something wrong, he corrects you after though

he’s lazy as hell though so you don’t learn much from him, but if you teach him about your language then he’ll pay attention

if you’re doing a presentation of some sort soon for school, he’ll make flash cards before and help you remember how to pronounce words and what they mean

also when in public, if both of you are in a restaurant or getting fast food, he’ll help you order what you want while you know of what the ingredients are

because he is helping you learn english, it doesn’t cause much of a problem in your relationship

also, you know that trend where it’s like ‘telling the transfer student that scooby doo is a bad word and to yell it’ that’s you guys

STEVE RANDLE

steve’s actually pretty smart so he gave you detailed descriptions of what some words meant

so when you asked what a dresser was when you were just learning, instead of pointing at it and leaving it be, he told you, “basically furniture with a lot of drawers that holds mostly clothes, it can hold other things too though.”

he also tells you more than you need to know, he talks to you about cars and all its parts even though you don’t know what they are

so he explains to you what they are and how they work, what they do and where they are in the car

steve really enjoys learning about how things work, so he’ll tell you about that too when you ask about a word or its pronunciation

also teaches you about metaphors and all that stuff, if you’re not good with sarcasm then he’ll help you know when someone is or is not being sarcastic

he also tells you that there’s a ‘shit ton of stupid rules in the english language’ and things are ‘weirdly fucking hard to pronounce’ so it’s fine to not get words right the first time

authors note: happy father’s day 🎀

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hhughes · 1 day

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୨୧ ⋅ 𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒﹙⠀JH86⠀﹚

⠀⠀╰ ꒰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ◞ fem!reader x jack hughes

⠀⠀╰ ꒰ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ◞ just some thoughts about bf!jack

⠀⠀╰ ꒰ 𝐜𝐰 ◞ nsfw near the end

⠀⠀╰ ꒰ 𝐚/𝐧 ◞ bf jack has my heart

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who didn’t think he was going to love you as much as he does. You started as fwb and the more time you spent together, the harder he fell for you.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who keeps your relationship private but not a secret. He’s not afraid to post you on his instagram and does so quite regularly.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who goes through his comment section and deletes all the rude comments about you because he doesn’t want you to see them. He gives Trevor, Cole, Alex and his brothers his insta details so they can help him.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who gets so so happy to see you in the crowd wearing his jersey. Knowing you’re his #1 fan means the world to him.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who makes an effort to take you out on a date at least once a week because he knows the hockey schedule is brutal and he doesn’t want you to feel neglected.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who is terrified he’s going to mess up somehow or the hockey is going to become too much for you and you’ll leave him. He calls Quinn at least once a week and Quinn has to reassure him. This goes on for at least the first year of your relationship. After that he feels a bit more secure.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who gets so happy seeing you and his brothers interact that he’d happily sit and observe your interactions as long as he gets to touch you somehow.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 loves spoiling you and constantly buys you flowers and gifts despite you telling him not to.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who loves how you team up with his little brother in the summer against him and Quinn. You’re just as competitive as them.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who takes you home for the summer before you were official and everyone, especially his mom, could see how in love he was with you. After much prompting from his mom and his brothers he finally asked you to be his girlfriend out on the dock where his mom he set up a little picnic.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who gets jealous easily and appreciates the reassurance you give him when he needs it.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who thinks it’s hilarious that you get all pouty when you’re the one who’s jealous. He thinks it’s utterly ridiculous that you’d think he’d ever entertain anyone else when he has you.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who doesn’t hesitate for a second to drop the gloves when someone says something mean about you on the ice.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who loves how well you get along with his friends and thinks it’s hilarious that they start inviting you to hang out and not him. You get added to the group chat and the messages always reads “come hang out, we miss you. You can even bring Jack”

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who calls you before and after every game.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who randomly tells you he loves you because he needs to make sure you know.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who carries a ring in his pocket for about a year before finally asking you because he was nervous you’d say no.

nsfw headcanons

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who is very handsy all the time. His hands constantly wanders to places deemed a little inappropriate in public spaces. He especially gets handsy when they had a really good game and he’s high off the win and the team goes out to celebrate. Hands are on your ass 24/7

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who stares at you with so much lust in his eyes sometimes it makes you breathless. and it makes his brothers gag. He also stares at you with so much love in his eyes which also makes his brothers gag.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who loves buying you lingerie. especially red ones.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who can’t look at your freshly done nails and not think about them wrapped around his dick.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who loves fucking you from behind while you’re wearing his jersey. He’s the type of guy to take a picture and send it to your ex who’s been bothering you.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who loves cumming on you. On your face, ass, boobs. Just loves seeing you all messy for him.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who can both fuck you like a whore and a princess depending on the mood.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who is a little embarrassed by how easily you can get him on his knees

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who cannot control himself in the summer when you’re wearing bikinis and denim shorts and summer dresses. There’s always so much skin exposed and he loves marking you up. You’ve given up on trying to hide the marks.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who gets a little turned on when you get possessive of him. Kissing his neck with lipstick on, he won’t wipe it off, he’d wear it happily.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who calls you and you guys have phone sex on every road trip. He has a “spank bank” of videos and photos of you but it doesn’t compare to the real thing.

𝐁𝐅!𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 who gets the urge to go home and get you pregnant whenever he sees you interact with a child because you’re going to be such a good mom.

#── ❛ 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐢’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ✗ jh86 #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes x you #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes fluff #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes fic

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nvuy · 22 hours

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hi i'm back in this hellhole. currently thinking about falling asleep on top of gallagher and slobbering all over his fat tits. you know how it is

did you just call my super cool inbox a hellhole….. /j ohhhh jeepers this man makes me feel like a hole

ohhhhhhhhhhuggh especially if you’re in the lowlights of a club, or a casino, or something. he’s been serving you drinks all night, and he’s real good at it too. not enough to get you devastatingly wasted—gallagher has his morals—but enough to get you just over that tipsy state so he can laugh at you.

he knows your limits. he won’t give you anything more than what he’s already given you.

he knows alllll your favourite drinks, and sometimes he’ll whip up something new, just for you. he loves seeing your face light up, and then you’re gushing about the new drink (and it’s not a new drink on the menu. but, if you ask for it, he’ll promptly make a little side menu on the notes app in his phone for you, just so he doesn’t forget all the different mixtures he’s made for you).

but, yep. unfortunate circumstances, but you’re drunk, but hey! it’s friday night. live a little. he’ll keep a close eye on you all night, especially if anyone else comes and sits next to you at the bar. god forbid some idiot tries getting in your pants, because he’s snapping at them from across the counter.

otherwise, sir gentleman here will get off work and find you again. the bar is open all night long for this very reason. hands you some more water, and when he finds you can’t really stand at the moment, he’ll sit down next to you somewhere more quiet and entertain your quiet drunken ramblings.

eventually, as you always do, you fall asleep, and he adjusts you and gently presses your ear to his chest while he pulls a pack from his pocket and lights a cigarette. he’s more than happy to sit there forever with you, and the only reason you wake up is because he starts laughing when you start drooling on his uniform.

you’re morbidly embarrassed and still very much tipsy, but he waves you off, wipes the drool from your lips, and takes you home. he’ll stay if you want him to, and he’ll be there in the morning when you’re hungover. good times.

#gallagher x reader #gallagher x you #hsr x reader #✦ ( love mail. )#✦ ( memory-mortis. )

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holidayinhell · 1 day

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The Laundry Room

Characters: creepy/intimate Whumper, captive Whumpee CWs: captivity, noncon (mostly implied but eh), sexual/noncon nudity, food denial, discussion of amputation, classic whump shiz

In the early days of his captivity, Whumpee was allowed to sleep on the couch in the basement. Now he spent his days chained up on the floor of the wash room, tethered to the column in the center of the laundry room with a radius of no more than twenty feet to roam about. The cold of the cellar was inescapable. Sometimes, late at night, he would secretly turn on the dryer on its lowest setting and press his face to its warmth. It was one of the only good things left in his life anymore. Now all he had to look forward to was the sweet release of sleep and laundry day once a week.

“Whuuuum-peeeee!” Called a singsong voice from the top of the steps.

Whumpee swallowed. No matter how many times this happened, he was never prepared for it.

The wooden steps creaked in protest under Whumper’s heavy boots. The tall man rounded the corner of the basement into the subterranean laundry room, where he found his favorite captive chained to the central support beam, exactly where he’d left him.

“Got a little something to keep you busy.” Whumper grinned, dumping the contents of the laundry basket he was holding onto the floor. “Turn around.”

Before he finished giving the command, Whumpee had already presented his captor with the zip ties securing his wrists behind his back. Normally Whumper would remove the binds the moment he got home, but he'd had already been back for hours. Maybe he was busy with something else. Or maybe he did it on purpose.

Whumper retrieved his switchblade from his pocked and flipped it open.

“So I saw something on the news again today.” Whumper informed his captive, snapping the plastic ties with his knife.

“Apparently someone found an old hat in the woods. They think that it’s one of yours. It started another search for you, if you can goddamn believe it, and it’s even bigger than before. There’s helicopters and scent tracing dogs and all.”

Whumper unbuckled his belt, sliding the leather strap through the loops of his pants. “That’s some crazy persistence, all for one person. Like, move on with your lives, people. What’s it been, a whole year now?”

“Ten months.” Whumpee replied weakly, rubbing the red marks on his wrists.

“Shietttt, has it really been that long? I was just kidding.” Whumper said playfully, his voice laced with something sinister. “Well, you know what they say: time flies when you’re having fun.”

Fun. Is that what this was?

“I’m just glad they haven’t given up hope yet.”

Whumpee knew he’d misspoke the second the words left his mouth.

“Wrong, Whumpee.” The air went heavy. Whumper shot a disdainful glance at Whumpee, his eyes narrowing with contempt. “People need to stop searching. They need to give up already.”

Whumper was still clutching his leather belt in his hands. For the sake of his physical wellbeing, Whumpee decided to ignore the comment completely.

“Uh, so separate these by color, then?” Whumpee asked as he pawed through the dirty laundry on the floor, desperate to change the subject.

Whumper’s mind was still on the search. “Hmm? Oh, yeah, like usual. Remember to run the sheets—“

“On delicate mode?” Whumpee finished his thought. “Mhmm. Got it.”

Whumpee busied himself by sorting through the dirty laundry pile while Whumper loomed by the room’s entrance. Whumpee watched him cautiously from the corner of his eye. The sociopath was silently brooding, his eyes fixed on Whumpee’s form.

He wished Whumper would fuck off and go back upstairs.

Doing laundry once a week was one of the only tasks he was allowed to do, and as depressing as it was, he actually looked forward to it. It was one of the only things he had to keep himself entertained with.

In the early days of his captivity, Whumper had allowed him to watch the small tv in the basement living room and provided him with an endless supply of magazines and books. And to think, Whumpee thought he was a prisoner back then. Like most everything in Whumpee’s life, his privileges had been taken away one by one.

Whumper removed the tv within the first month. He never gave Whumpee a reason why. Next were the books. Then the couch. And soon enough, Whumpee found himself chained to a pole with his wrists zip-tied behind him for ten hours at a time, praying that his captor would at least remember to feed him that day.

Whumpee started a pile of lights, darks, and colors, sorting each garment into its designated pile. Whumper remained in the doorway and watching his captive intently, his presence entirely unwelcome.

“So, um. Did you make something good for dinner?” Whumpee piped up, breaking the tension of the silence.

Ever since he’d been captured all his brain would fixate on was food, and the only thing he could think about currently was the sumptuous meaty smell that had been tantalizing his tastebuds for the past hour.

“Mmm.” Whumper nodded, crossing his arms and stepping into the room. “Roast chicken and mashed potatoes. Garlic bread too, just from the store.”

Whumpee’s eyes widened hungrily.

“No leftovers I’m afraid.” He added.

“Oh.”

Whumpee crumbled in on himself. That meant no dinner tonight.

Whumpee opened the cabinet above the sink to retrieve a box of detergent. He popped off the lid and scooped the plastic measuring cup into the powder, leveling the mountain of excess with a swipe of his finger.

“You should wash your clothes as well, Whumpee.” The tall man remarked from across the room.

“Uh, yeah. I will.” Whumpee agreed, continuing to avoid eye contact. He placed the pre-measured cup of detergent on the counter, turning to gather up the sorted pile of white clothes from the floor. He chucked them into the washing machine, sprinkled the soap crystals on top, and closed the lid.

He really wished Whumper would go away now, but the tall man stood firmly in place. Whumpee knew where this was going.

“I said you should wash them, Whumpee. That means to take them off.”

Whumpee stiffened. God fucking damn it.

Not right now. Not that he wanted to go through this shit ever, but Whumper seemed to be in an especially odd mood this evening.

Whumpee did as he was commanded. It wasn’t worth the fight. He lifted his pale blue button-up over his head, not bothering to unclasp the buttons, and tossed it into the pile of colors. He removed his socks and pants and did the same. Finally he stood in nothing but his white boxer-briefs, awkwardly shimmying them down his thighs until they slid down his legs and hung at his ankles. Blushing, he stepped out of them and walked over to the washing machine, chucking the underwear into the load of whites as it filled with water.

A chill rocked his body when Whumper approached from behind.

The larger man pushed his hips into Whumpee’s back, pinning him squarely against the machine as it hummed to life. “Mmm. I should make you walk around naked all the time. Don’t you think?”

“It, uh… it gets really cold down here.”

“Psht.” Whumper draped his arms around Whumpee’s neck. “So I’ll buy you an electric blanket. That’d be nice, right?”

“Sure. But, please, I really do need my clothes.”

Whumper’s arms traveled down the sides of Whumpee’s torso and trailed inwards to find his ass. One hand delivered a crisp smack, which immediately left behind a glowing red mark. He smiled, scooping a buttcheek into each palm, jiggling what little flesh was there.

“Your ass is so tiny.” Whumpee quipped.

Yeah, that’s what happens when you average 400 calories a day for nearly a year.

“Yeah. I’m pretty skinny now.”

“You look good like this.” Whumper purred into his ear as he delicately stroked the length of Whumpee’s back. “But I do miss the ass.”

Time to go away now, Whumpee thought. Please, please just go the fuck away.

Whumper smacked Whumpee’s ass again, scooping it up and grinding the denim fabric on his crotch against the thin man’s perfect, bare skin while caressing his neck with his hot, wet tongue. He took Whumpee’s earlobe into his mouth and suckled it lightly, biting down on the soft flesh with only a tiny amount of pressure.

“Mm, you have goosebumps.” Whumper murmured with a self-satisfied grin. “Did that turn you on?”

Two of Whumper’s fingers traced the curvature of his ass and found Whumpee’s entrance. The digits dabbed at the hole gently, teasing and prodding the skin but never pushing inside. The firm touch sent an involuntary shiver up Whumpee’s spine. Whumper smirked at his reaction and nibbled at the side of Whumpee’s neck.

He was so cold, the warmth on his neck felt good. But nothing else did.

“I keep thinking,” Whumper cooed, Whumpee melting into him for heat. “Maybe it’s finally time to give your friends closure. Feels cruel to keep dragging things out like this. They need to stop looking for you.”

For the first time in months, Whumpee felt a vague twinge of hope.

“What? You mean that you’ll--?”

“What I mean is, they’ll be looking for a body.”

Oh. Oh no.

“W-what?” Whumpee stammered. He twisted out from under Whumper, his chain rattling against the floor as he side-stepped his captor. “What does that mean?”

“I feel a little guilty about it. The search for you has been going on for ages, and now they’re bringing out helicopters and shit? That’s a waste of taxpayer money. The cops could be out there doing real good.”

“No. What did you mean by ‘body’?”

“I was thinking we could chop off one of your legs or something. Maybe just a foot.”

“No!” Whumpee shrieked. “You can’t!” He delivered a feeble push against Whumper’s chest, pivoting out from underneath him. His heart was pounding in his ears so loud, he pressed his hands to cover them and doubled over in fear.

The reaction took Whumper by surprise. “Bad joke.” he offered, placing a calming hand on the other’s shoulders.

It wasn’t a joke.

The tall man rubbed his captive’s back until Whumpee’s breath finally evened out. It felt like a betrayal, the way his body responded so well to Whumper’s comforting touch. He jerked away from the sociopath’s reach.

Whumpee blinked incredulously at the man, his cheeks burning with anger. “Don’t.” he spat.

“What?”

“Don’t you fucking dare--”

“Excuse me? Don’t I fucking dare do what?”

“Don’t fucking joke about mutilating me!” Whumpee shouted.

“Hey.” Whumper cautioned. “You’re being too goddamn loud right now.”

Whumpee was frenzied, his chain skittered around as he paced around in a tight circle, pulling at chunks of his hair.

“How long are you going to keep me here?!” Whumpee demanded. “How much fucking longer!?”

“As long as I goddamn like.”

“Just let me go. Just please…” Whumpee pled tearfully, his emotions see-sawing violently between anger and complete despair. “You got what you wanted from me. Why won’t you let me leave…?”

Whumper shrugged. “It never was a part of the plan.”

“Fuck you!” The captive yelled. “I fucking hate you!”

“Whumpee.” Whumper warned with a stern finger, “it’s time to shut the fuck up.”

“I HATE Y—!”

Whumper grabbed a length of chain from the floor and yanked it towards him, forcing Whumpee to the ground by the shackle around his ankle.

Whumper continued pulling the chain into himself, dragging Whumpee’s body across the cold cement floor with every tug. It all happened too quickly for Whumpee to process.

“I should bash your face into the concrete again.” He growled, standing over his collapsed body. Whumpee could taste blood in his mouth. “But I’ll give you one last chance. I guess I didn’t say it explicitly enough last time, so hopefully this time it fucking sinks in: you are here to stay. There will be no more talk of kidnapping, or rescue, or freedom, or fucking escaping. No more of that. You’re here. You’re mine. This house--no--this room, is your whole fucking world, and I am your god. Get used to it.”

Whumpee lifted his head slightly and shot a fiery glance in Whumper’s direction.

“You better wipe that look off your pathetic face while you’ve still got one.” Whumper flicked his switchblade open.

He lifted one of his boots and rested its rubber sole on Whumpee’s back, pressing him into the floor. Brandishing the knife overhead, he commanded Whumpee: “Show me why I choose to keep you around. Remind me that you haven’t fucking forgotten your sole purpose in life, or I’ll saw your leg off right fucking now.”

Face-down on the floor, Whumpee let out a sigh so small only he could hear it.

He knew what he had to do. He didn’t have any other options. Silent tears rushed down his cheeks and fell soundlessly to the floor.

And so out of self-preservation, Whumpee thrust his hips into the air and pushed his face to the floor, his bare ass on full display. He shifted weight into his palms and spread his legs out, his dick and balls tumbled forward, swaying slightly while he found his balance. His hands reached back behind him, blindly tracing the outsides of his thighs, following a line up and over to the round cleft of his butt cheeks.

Choking down a sob, he forced his ass apart. He disgracefully presented his hole before Whumper’s shining, ravenous eyes.

The captor’s jeans fell to the ground. The man dropped to his knees, settling himself in the space between Whumpee’s open legs.

“When I’m done with you, you are going to fucking thank me like your life depends on it.”

The sudden, high-pitched beep of the washing machine pierced the quiet of the room, signalling that the washing was done.

Whumpee didn’t dare move an inch.

“And after I’ve filled you up,” Whumper’s hot breath hit his ear.

“You’re going to tell me exactly which limb to cut off.”

#sorry lol #whump #whumpblr #intimate whumper #captivity whump #captive whumpee #whump trope #whump fic #creepy whumper #noncon touch #whump community #tw: sa #tw: noncon #tw: nudity #nsfwhump

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live-laugh-lenney · 1 day

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plz can you write something where the boys tease Arthur TV because he’s so obsessed with you

(i have so many requests but I don’t wanna be annoying lol)

I love your writing!!

i made it holiday related again because i'm really feeling in that mood right now... hahaha.

arthur was enamoured.

he'd always thought yn was pretty and very beautiful and seeing her in a holiday scenario, where she was relaxed and enjoying herself, his infatuation had doubled... tripled.... and then quadrupled as the days of their holiday went on.

the way her striped bikini clung to her in the right spots, the way her hair was pulled back into the messiest bun upon her head to keep it from getting wet (to save having to wash it again because she gave it a wash the previous night, she claims), the way her sunglasses sat on her nose and protected her eyes from the bright light, the way her skin was so beautifully kissed by the rays of the sunshine and how she had practically tanned from the moment she stepped foot out in the open.

he tried to take his eyes from her as she floated in the pool whilst she sunbathed but, sometimes, she was all he wanted to look at.

"i'm not being funny but," george stands to his feet, the sun-lounger beneath him scraping against the floor of the patio area lining the pool of their villa, catching arthur's attention and he walked over in his direction and leant over the back of the lounger that the man was stretched out upon, "if your mouth opens any further, you'll choke on flies."

"shut up," arthur grumbles under his breath, feeling his cheeks turn a rosy red colour which he wasn't sure would be visible due to how red his face had gotten under the harsh croatian sunlight that soaked his skin all afternoon, embarrassment running through his body at how he had been caught staring at one of his best friend, "i thought you were asleep, anyway."

"what? so you could stare at her like a weirdo? no, i was entertained watching you try and hold back a boner," george snickers softly and arthur shuffled uncomfortably on the sun-lounger, "why don't you just say something to her? or at least, shag her and get it out of your system. this is almost unbearable to watch."

"because that's gross behaviour and i'm not that kind of man," arthur mumbles lowly, reaching for his phone that he had placed in the shade underneath his sun-lounger as a way to distract himself, "i'm not after a shag. she's my friend, she's our friend, and i don't want to ruin the dynamic between all of us. that's not fair."

"she'll soon get creeped out with your staring and that really will ruin the group dynamic," george teases and arthur shrugs off his hands from where they were placed on his shoulders, "she'll clock on soon, you might as well tell her."

"no," arthur hisses back, shaking his head before glancing down at his phone and unlocking it so he could divert his attention from the bikini-clad girl floating in a ring on the surface of the pool with her headphones on her head as she listened to music whilst soaking up the sun above, "how you speak about her when she can't hear you is gross sometimes."

"she knows i'm only joking," george holds his hands up in defence and walks towards the open patio doors of their villa as he was bored of lazing for the afternoon, leaving his towel to try on his lounger as he took his belongings from the table and held them tightly in his hands, "i'm going for a shower and then for a nap before anyone else grabs the bathroom."

"where's yn?"

"you mean to tell us you've had her surgically removed from your hip?" chris asks, in feigned shock, from where he was stretched out across the sofa in the room, "you're joking?"

"what?"

arthur rolls his eyes and ignores the laugh that came from arthur hill as he done up the buttons of the shirt hanging down his torso, a bold print decorating the cotton material that matched the colour of his shorts buttoned to his waist.

"if you must know, she's just finishing up getting ready in her room and she'll be out soon," arthur hill says, picking up the open can of lager that was set on the table beside her phone, taking a swig from the top before he placed it back down, "can you cope for a couple of minutes without her?"

"you guys suck," arthur grumbles and shakes his head, reaching into the fridge to grab himself a can of beer, cracking it open and taking a hefty swig of the golden liquid hidden behind the metal, "you make it sound like i'm some obsessed freak."

"you are," chris insists, standing to his feet and picking up his own can of his chosen beverage for the week from the coffee table that was a mere stretch from the sofa and arthur could only muster up throwing the middle finger in his friend's direction, "hey, that's not nice. i'm only telling the truth, arthur."

"if you keep taking the piss out of me in front of yn then she's going to start hating me for being a weirdo around her," arthur frowns and chris just snickers at him, "seriously. i'm not a weirdo. she's just-"

the sound of a door opening made him stop mid-sentence and he gave a pleading look to his two friends that wordlessly begged for them not to tease him in front of her. as footsteps were heard coming down the stairs, the three men busied themselves in putting on their shoes and grabbing their jackets so that they were ready to leave once everyone had come together in the lower level of the villa.

it felt like a schoolboy crush. and, of course, he was planning on telling her just how he felt about her... he just wasn't sure when or how he wanted to tell her. he wanted it to be perfect, romantic, not in the earshot of his friends who would, no doubt, tease him for being such a simp in the situation.

"you look beautiful," arthur compliments her as she brushes passed him to grab the denim jacket she had draped over the back of one of the dining table chairs the previous night, "ready for another night on the town?"

"i don't think i can keep up with you guys again," she laughs softly, slipping her arms into the denim sleeves and adjusting it so it was comfortable on her shoulders, "i was coming back early tonight, i've got a bit of a headache. think it's just from being in the sun all day."

"do you want to stay here tonight? the boys can go out without us?"

"us?"

her eyes soften as she looks at him, his eyes darting from her face to anywhere in the room, unwilling to make eye contact because he felt silly for assuming she'd want him to stay behind with her. and he could feel the eyes of arthur hill and chris staring into the back of his head, which he wished would stop, and he was certain they would snicker about the situation behind his back.

"i mean, someone should watch out for you, just in case."

"i think i'll be fine, arthur," she reaches for his arm and squeezes it softly and reassuringly, "i'm starving so it could be to do with that. i'll just play it by ear."

"what are we playing by ear?"

george makes himself known as he walks around the corner, dressed in a pair of chino shorts and a short-sleeved, button-down shirt that matched the same colour. sunglasses on his face, phone and wallet in his hand, socks on his feet that were ready to slip into his trainers.

"arthur's hoping to bring yn home tonight," chris jokes teasingly and arthur swings around on his heels, eyebrows furrowed on his browline and he really wanted the ground to swallow him whole, "i'm kidding. yn's not feeling a hundred percent so she might come back early. arthur offered to stay with her if she needed to come back here."

"oh, that's kind of him," george smiles, sending a wink to arthur that he was surprised yn had completely missed, "what a sweetheart he is."

"i'd do it for any of you," arthur insists - he wouldn't, unless they had asked him to, "can we go? i'm hungry."

"have we decided where we're going?"

"is everything okay?"

arthur's brought out of his daze by the sound of her voice, soft and sweet and angelic, the only voice he wanted to hear. he turns around from where he was sat on the stones on the beach, knees brought up to his chest as he leant back on his palms, looking up at her as she approached him.

"why are you down here by yourself?"

"just wanted a bit of quiet time to myself," he explains and she sits herself down beside her, making sure her dress stayed covering her modesty as she stretched her legs out, crossing her ankles and leaning back on her palms in a similar fashion to him, "you didn't have to come and check on me. we should be checking on you."

"my headache's gone now," she smiles, looking across the water and watching as the waves crashed against the shore, "i'm worried about you now."

"i'm okay," he nods, "just want to enjoy the serenity of the scenery. it's beautiful out here. you kind of take it for granted and miss it when you're back home."

silence swallows the two of them, except the atmosphere was full of all kinds of sounds; the chatter of passersby as they went on a look for their chosen restaurant for dinner, the waves crashing against the stones, the crunching of stones as people walked back up from the water... and, in the distance, they could hear the raucous laughter of chris and george and arthur hill as they joked amongst themselves.

"is it the others?"

"the others?"

"they've been teasing you a lot today," yn informs him and he sighs heavily, letting out a deep exhale before rolling his head back and looking to the sky, "i've heard it, arthur. i think it's sweet."

"the teasing?"

he feels confused and weird; what was sweet? surely, if she heard the teasing then she could piece things together...

"no, you muppet," she giggles softly and turns her head to look at him, "i'm not weirded out that you've been staring at me, you know? i, uh, i've kinda been doing the same, i guess."

he looks at her, for the first time since she sat down beside him, and he gulps back the lump in his throat.

"not at myself," she blurts out, "but, at-"

"at me?"

she nods shyly and he can't help but feel the flips in his stomach as he felts knots tighten and loosen low in his gut.

"you haven't heard them teasing me, have you? the last three days of being here, they've been non-stop laughing at me. they think it's funny," she laughs softly and shakes her head, "they practically forced me to come over here and tell you so-"

he stares at her and she can see his brown eyes from behind the lenses covering them up, and she sighs.

"i wanted to come over though," she adds almost instantly, "to see if you were okay and to stop their incessant jokes and pisstakes. they're only trying to help, i guess?"

"they're annoying," arthur grumbles lowly and she can only hum out in agreement, "but, i guess, they know us both too well. almost far too well, i think."

"you coming back up for dessert? i ordered you the same as me," she smiles, moving to stand to her feet, standing before him and holding out her hands for him to take, wiggling her fingers in an enticing way, "come on, you. we might as well face the music."

"what do we tell them?"

"nothing if we don't want to say," she smiles and he takes her hands, and she uses all her strength to pull him to his feet, their fingers entwining together, "or, i don't know, we could just... take things slow this week? figure stuff out?"

he nods softly.

"i like that idea," he grins, dropping one hand from her hold but making sure to keep a tight grip of her other, swinging between them as they made their way back up the beach and back to where their table was located at the front of their restaurant, "reckon they'll leave us alone now?"

"god only knows," yn laughs, "we can only hope." xx

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I love unhinged, creepy, erratic, faux affectionate, intimate whumpers so much, I just can't put it into words.

Those who will comfort their whumpee, but you never know how long until their next mood swing and they'll unleash brutal pain - on them or maybe even someone else.

Those who whenever whumpee tries to understand, to anticipate what they will want, prove them wrong.

Those who sometimes, rarely, open up, talk about themselves, could even be sympathised with for a moment, before they switch back.

Those whose gaslighting could almost be successful, who are in such control of whumpee, but the threat, the darkness is always undeniable there, thinly veiled.

Those whose weapons are both psychological and physical, those who like to play, those who keep their whumpees for entertainment more than for anything else.

Just. Love.

Thank you to all the amazing creators in the whump community, who write these types, you so often make my day!

#whump community

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Charles Leclerc Future Spouse Indicators in Natal Chart

Finally, here is a post about Charles Leclerc! Many people have been asking me that, I thought by starting this way with an interesting post ^^ Hope you will like it! Charles also seems to be interested in women only, and seems to be heterosexual, so talking about his FS I'll use pronouns she/ her.

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The 7H

ᯓ★ Charles' 7H is in Taurus, his Future Spouse can be very beautiful physically speaking, and she can have some thickness to her body, such as curves, boobs, and Briede Cancer adds this. Cancer rules over the boobs and Venus signs usually rules over curves and the booty. (I see you all coming at me but astro does not lie .-.) Taurus sign here does not make her looks too tall or short, she has a "normal" height. She can have good skin and smells very good. She can have a pleasant voice to hear, she can looks gracious, charming, feminine like.

ᯓ★ His 7H is also with a Capricorn degree, which will make his Future Spouse looks a bit cold sometimes, have a more royal presence, yet she can be very charming to people and could be very good at making first impression. She can be slim too, though her height with the degree can go to the smaller type. She can also look younger than what she is, blessed with a young look.

ᯓ★ His 7H is empty, yet it is ruled by Venus, which is in Sagittarius 1H. Venus promises again of having a very beautiful spouse, looking very stunning. Her charm will be above the roof and many people can have a crush on her. She can be an extrovert and anyone can like her, have a good opinion of her. She can have many friends or know a lot of people. People just like her a lot, and if they don't it can be because of jealousy. She can be a very creative person too, and be into art, music, etc. Someone very nice, and she can look very classy. Venus being in Sagittarius can make her have a good body and perhaps toned, she can be quite independent and likes to enjoy her freedom. Venus being in the 1H can maker her have Taurus or Libra rising, or also her Venus can be in the 1H. Otherwise, she can be someone he knows already or someone his parents will present to him. She can also be someone he will have a crush on before coming to her. Love at first sight will mostly happen.

ᯓ★ Though despite the 7H is empty, Charles still has Part of Fortune in his 7H, which makes him be quite lucky generally about his partners and his Future Spouse. He will feel like a lucky man, and people will feel the same. There will be a feeling he will feel blessed to marry a woman like her. Moreover, Charles' Mercury sextile his Venus, which indicates his possibilities to marry someone younger than him.

The 10H

ᯓ★ Charles' 10h is in Leo, his FS can come from a country or place that is very famous, people could consider this place a luxury, somewhere rich people go, somewhere hot, somewhere a lot of CEO live, a lot of big businesses live, a place with big schools, a place known for important people, wealthy place, royalty could have happened, a place with a lot of history and an old place.

ᯓ★ His MC is also in a Sagittarius degree, making his FS come from a place with a lot of tourists, there could be an airport where she comes from, tourists could come a lot, it could be a touristic place, country could have religion part of their culture or very close to their history. country's economy could be really dependent on tourism, could be big colleges where she comes from, etc.

ᯓ★ Since there are no planets in and around the MC, we will focus on the ruler of the 10H, which is the Sun. Charles' Sun is in 12H Libra, and the house makes it more obvious she was born from a different country and place than him, and it could have been around water, somewhere art is celebrated. The Libra Sun makes her being born a beautiful place, a place known for its beauty and beautiful sights, it can be a wealthy place, a place good for shopping, a place known for jewelries, clothings, make up, etc. A place known because of a woman, or women being an important symbol. A place where people are charming and nice yet can be superficial.

Possible placement of his Future Spouse

ᯓ★ Cancer/ 4H

ᯓ★ Sagittarius/ 9H

ᯓ★ Virgo/ 6H

ᯓ★ Capricorn/ 10H

ᯓ★ Libra/ 7H

ᯓ★ Leo/ 5H

ᯓ★ Scorpio/ 8H

ᯓ★ Libra/ Taurus/ Venus 1H

When are they most likely to meet?

ᯓ★ We will focus on his Venus Return because Venus rules over the wife, and Charles' Venus returns once in 2022, twice in 2024, once in 2025, twice in 2027, once in 2028, 2029 and 2030.

ᯓ★ When it comes to his Solar Return, he has indicators to possibly meet her in 2025. He is indeed in a discreet relationships since 2023, based on his SRC of that year, there are still possibility that it could have been this year, yet 2025 seems also accurate. In this case, this needs to be more studied.

Juno

ᯓ★ His Future Spouse could be someone who is very perfectionist, someone who works very hard and for whom working is important.

ᯓ★ She could want stability and she could like routine. She could also like working.

ᯓ★ She likes predictability, she could like to organize things too.

ᯓ★ She could be very neat. Hygiene and health are very important to her.

ᯓ★ She could hate lazy people, and she may feel pissed off when they do nothing. It can stress her. She can also feel anxious when she does nothing, feeling like she is waiting time and needs to be productive.

ᯓ★ She can be very good with details, and she can remember every single details about people she meets, but mostly people she loves! If she loves you, she will love every flaws of you, and in fact, it's not even flaws for her. The way she loves is realistic, she is not the type to romanticize everything.

ᯓ★ Love language could be mainly act of service. She loves to help people she loves to improve, and she wants to take care of them too. She will want to help people she loves in their daily life and for work.

ᯓ★ She can be a pet person, and pets can love her too.

ᯓ★ This is the kind of person who wants to improve a lot about herself, she could always think how she can improve better. She can be the kind of person who loves to help people, give advices, recommendations, etc.

ᯓ★ His Future Spouse could also look tired often, she could look a little depressed, sad, or really just tired.

ᯓ★ She could find her work to be super important to her, she could have an important job, or be an important person in her career.

ᯓ★ She is very hardworking, and not lazy at all. Making money is very important to her, she could know how to manage it well.

ᯓ★ She wants to live a good and luxurious life style, but just knowing she has money makes her feel very relaxed. Money is the key to easy life and unstressful life for her.

ᯓ★ She could look cold and distant at first or just not talk much. She can also not be that expressive. She can have a dark humor, or a certain style of humor people may think is harsh, not everyone get it.

ᯓ★ She could love to take control, and hate when someone try to control her. Very independent.

ᯓ★ Her reputation could be excellent almost, and people might respect her very much. People may think of she is one of the best at her job, and she could be famous too, or just very successful in her career field. She could have a lot of public attention. She is a very ambitious person.

ᯓ★ Her father could be famous too, successful, she could love her father very much, he could also be her role model.

ᯓ★ She could be very unique, someone who hates to follow the crowd like a sheep. She can be said to be weird, but she can love to be considered as someone who is not like the other. Something she may actually hate is to fit in the box. She could want to be different and will probably always search for that. It's another way for her to make herself seen.

ᯓ★ She has different tastes than the other people, she is pretty different. But she is very good at making friends. She is very social, and she may have friends from different cultures or backgrounds, people who have different tastes, or just friends who are very different from each other.

ᯓ★ She is very spontaneous, and love to surprise people with her ideas, thoughts and actions. The idea to be different is something she may also enjoy very much, it can also makes her feel special.

ᯓ★ She could be into humanitarian actions, she can also be on social medias, have an influence on it or just use it often. OR either hate them. lol.

ᯓ★ She has a very different perspective about things in life, so it's a totally new point of view. She just doesn't see things the same way others do.

Briede

ᯓ★ FS could be someone very nurturing, someone who is very sweet, nice, and gentle.

ᯓ★ She could look super young, or just very cute, she can make people (or Charles) want to take care of her.

ᯓ★ She is not an aggressive person, she is actually very sensible. This could mean that she could cry easily too.

ᯓ★ She can look very feminine, or just be in tune and harmony with her feminine side.

ᯓ★ She can love her family, loved ones a lot. She could love home things, stay at home too.

ᯓ★ Food is one of her biggest love story, and if she is feeling sad, food can bring comfort.

ᯓ★ Her mother can be very important to her, play a big role in her life, or she grew up with a lot of feminine figures around her.

ᯓ★ She could love children, want children, or even grew up with children around her. It's someone with whom Charles will want to make children. Pregnancy can be a theme here too.

ᯓ★ This person can be very secretive, as she may be scared to be hurt.

ᯓ★ She can look innocent, and it can lead people to be scared she will be hurt by the world. Charles would want to protect her. Charles would also want to nurture and protect her.

ᯓ★ Water can be important for her, she could love it or love to swim too. Living by the sea too.

ᯓ★ This person can be very loyal, not only to Charles but also to her family, people she loves and holds on dearly in her heart. Because of her loyalty, she can even be loyal to traditions. She will maybe want to create her own traditions too with her family.

ᯓ★ She can be moody too, or over sensitive. Because of that, she can be often in different kind of moods.

ᯓ★ FS can also be a foreigner, or she lives in foreign lands.

ᯓ★ FS can also be quite smart, and wise as a person. Perhaps more mature than her age.

ᯓ★ She is funny, open minded and also knows a lot of things about a lot of different subjects, which can be related to her being open-minded and curious.

ᯓ★ FS could have a very harmonious face or way to live. She could be very pretty. She can be someone stable, someone who wants to provide.

ᯓ★ She can enjoy good things from life, she can like to cook, to eat, she can be gourmand. She could love to shop, she can like fashion, likes to take care of herself, etc.

ᯓ★ She can look neat, presentable, clean, she looks nice and always put together. She can also love to smell good, and people can often say how good she smells.

ᯓ★ She could be wealthy, comes from a wealthy family, or will eventually have a lot of money. It could also be that FS is good with managing money, could be into trading, etc. Possible job could be related to money, working in a bank for ex. or living based on trades, she could have a stable job and income.

ᯓ★ This person doesn't seem to worry much, she is not loud and don't over talk about themselves.

Venus

ᯓ★ His FS could be someone very mature, or there is something very wise about her.

ᯓ★ She could be very smart, and even emotionally speaking. She could be good at school. Very studious.

ᯓ★ She could be a teacher. She could love the college life, or made important memories there. Studying may be something she loves, and they could meet while studying, it can also be abroad.

ᯓ★ She could be a foreigner, and live abroad. Or she could come study in his country for example.

ᯓ★ This person can be quite optimistic. Charles could find her pretty lucky too. She can be considered very funny, and she could have a good sense of humor. She has a good way to express herself and Charles could find her super funny.

ᯓ★ She is quite curious and spontaneous. She wants to experience different things, she wants to see the world, and learn many things. She may believe that's how you get wiser. She may love to travel too.

ᯓ★ She could be spiritual, or believe in spirituality. She could also be religious. This couple could have a spiritual bond too.

ᯓ★ Charles' FS is passionate, quick, she can talk fast, walk fast, do things too fast, she is not patient, and she might even pursue Charles romantically. She can be the type to "chase". Despite that, she is someone independent.

ᯓ★ She could have a quick temper too. Someone who feels very passionately her feelings. She could also show her love physically.

ᯓ★ She might care a lot about health, and sport can be very important to her too, she could have an interest in that.

ᯓ★ She might also not be scared of confrontation and fights. She def seems to be confident. She can be loud sometimes, or laugh very loud too. She can take things personally pretty quickly too. She doesn't have her tongue in her pocket.

ᯓ★ She could also be an extrovert, and she can be very passionate about what she talks about. She could also want to be in a relationship with Charles very quickly.

ᯓ★ She could be very good looking, very hot, someone who looks dark, charismatic, someone to whom Charles will feel an instant pull. Someone who attracts people like a magnet. She could be someone so attractive a lot of people are almost obsessed with her.

ᯓ★ She could be shy, or private. Introvert, and someone who doesn't speak much at first. She can seem closed to meet people. She can look depressive. She can seem bored, or just down. She may look tired too.

ᯓ★ She can be someone who is better to show her love through physical intimacy than actual words. She looks very mysterious.

ᯓ★ This makes an intense connection between those too. There is a true feeling of wanting to make one with each other.

ᯓ★ This person could be secretive and not want to reveal her secrets to anyone, and she could also want to keep her flaws and dark sides to herself.

ᯓ★ She can be possessive and jealous too. She can be very passionate and intense too, even in her eyes you can feel it.

ᯓ★ This person may have been hurt a lot in the past, or you just feel like she is lonely. She could be very sensible too, and may prefer to be alone in order to not be hurt.

Union

ᯓ★ They could meet during volunteering, through friends, she can be one of his childhood friend too.

ᯓ★ They could meet out of nowhere, unexpectedly, in foreign lands or while traveling.

ᯓ★ They could meet during protests, on social medias, on the Internet, they could be friends online first.

ᯓ★ They could have a unique relationship when they meet. They could also just bump into each other at the weirdest moment.

ᯓ★ They could def meet online, on social medias.

ᯓ★ It can also happen at a party, with friends, or their siblings can present them to each other.

ᯓ★ They could meet at the library, or while buying books. They could meet at a club, college, school, anywhere you learn or get en education.

ᯓ★ They could meet because of technologies or phones matters. Karaoke, concert, speeches can be a thing here.

ᯓ★ They could meet in a shopping mall, somewhere people dress nice and fancy, at a party, meet at court, when signing a contract, when starting a business, at a wedding, or with friends, something can be linked to law, or marriage, or justice.

ᯓ★ They could meet at a beauty shop, at a concert, or a museum. They could meet somewhere linked to art, fashion, beauty, maybe a school specialized in those areas.

ᯓ★ They could have love at first sight, or it means they will find each other very attractive.

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06/17/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; TellTaleTVAwards; Cast & Crew Sightings; David Jenkins; Taika Waititi; Vico Ortiz; Con O'Neill; Guz Khan; Samba Schutte; Lindsey Cantrell; Zine Fundraisers; Articles; Fan Spotlight; Cast Cards; Our Flag Means Fanfiction; NeverLeft Podcast; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika;

== Tell Tale TV Awards ==

You did it!!! Congrats everyone! Thank you so much for voting over the past weeks! Both OFMD and Rhys won!

Source: Tell Tale TV Awards

== Cast & Crew Sightings ==

== David Jenkins ==

June 17th is the anniversary of Flight of the Conchords episode 1! Dad was sending some love out to Bret, Jemaine, and of course our captain Rhys.

Source: David Jenkins Twitter

== Taika Waititi ==

Taika and Rita are in another silly tiktok video-- good news, you dont need a login to see it, just mark yourself as guest!

Source: RIta Ora's TikTok

== Vico Ortiz ==

This Friday, Vico is back with Them Fatale PRIDE edition. June 21st at the First Congregational Church of LA. Doors open at 6 PM and show starts at 7:30! In the area? Stop on by! Tickets available here.

Source: Vico Ortiz' Instagram Story

== Con O'Neill ==

Con's got some new merch up on Stands! Please visit ShopStands for some awesome OFMD Shirts, and pins, and to help a good cause!

Source: Con O'Neill's Instagram

== Guz Khan ==

For those of our Muslim friends celebrating the end of Ramadan, Guz is sending out a loving Eid Mubarak <3

Source: Guz Khan's Instagram

== Samba Schutte ==

Samba is also sending out a lovely Eid Mubarak! As well as sending some more family photos with Aria and the little one.

Source: Samba Schutte's Instagram Stories

== Lindsey Cantrell ==

Our fabulous Set Designer Lindsey Cantrell has been working on this short film Watching Walter, if you're so inclined, please check it out when it's out! CW: Holocaust/Nazi's/Violence

Source: Lindsey Cantrell's Instagram

== Zine Fundraisers ==

There's a new OFMD Fan-Led fundraiser to benefit Gaza out! Please follow @ofmdaction on tumblr for more information! Artist and Writer sign ups are now live! Carrd | Twitter | AO3 Collection | Daily Click for UNRWA

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== Articles ==

Source: Adopt Our Crew's Twitter

== Fan Spotlight ==

== Cast Cards ==

Some fun new cast cards from @melvisik today! "As fate would have it (did not plan this, it just happened in sequence) OFMD writer Simone Nathan" had her second season of Kid Sister just drop in the last few days! The previous night's cast card was Don A! aka "Swampy Town Folk"!

Source: @melvisik's Twitter

== Our Flag Means Fanfiction ==

New episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction! This time a mini-sode read by Baby Kraken Podfics! Listen on your favorite platform here!https://linktr.ee/ofmff

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Instagram

== Never Left Podcast ==

"This week is discussing Violence in OFMD! "Episode 22 is OUT! This week we’re continuing our discussion on physical and emotional violence!" CW: Gun and knife violence Listen on your favorite platforms here: https://linktr.ee/neverleftpodcast

Source: NeverLeftPodcast's Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Hey there Lovelies! I hope the week hasn't started too crazy or you! I know sometimes it's hard to see our impact, but take a look at those Tell-Tale TV results! Sure, it's a silly TV awards, but it 100% happened because you all were steadfast in voting! Just remember that while all our efforts don't always come to fruition in the way we want, you do make an impact <3

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== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Today's theme is Flight of the Conchords since it's the 17 year anniversary of the first episode airing!

Gifs courtesy of the absolute legends @celluloidbroomcloset and @fandomsmeantheworldtome <3

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S/O stays home alone because skeleton has to go get groceries. It's still early in their relationship so they didn't met skeleton's brother yet. When Skeleton comes home, their brother is tied on a chair and it's pretty visible S/O knocked them out with a pan, that they're still holding menacingly in case their brother wakes up lol. Their brother came to visit but didn't bother to knock at the door, which resulted in this situation.

Undertale Sans - His soul misses a beat when he sees his baby brother completely unconscious, but turns out he's fine. Sans doesn't find this very funny at first, but once he has the whole story, he can't stop smirking. This is ridiculous. Poor Papyrus never saw what hit him luckily and he's just so confused when he wakes up taped to a chair. Sans can't never stop teasing him after this. More scared than hurt. Luckily Papyrus has thick skull.

Undertale Papyrus - OMG?! What did you do? He runs to his brother and starts to shake him like a coconut to wake him up lol. Poor Sans is not sure what's going on when he wakes up with the headache of his life to Papyrus shaking him in every direction. Actually, he's pretty sure he's going to be sick.

Underswap Sans - He looks at you in complete disbelief. See, he can understand you knocking him out for no reason, but Honey??? The poor guy doesn't even have any survival instinct. Why did you knock him out? You know that if you stare at him long enough he will just leave right? Added to that, that probably won't help him warm up to you lol.

Underswap Papyrus - He can't say he's surprised. Blue often makes that impression on people. Usually, either you love him at first sight or you want to bonk his head. He guesses you're on the bonk-a-Blue team then. He's not mad, you just had the common Blue experience honestly.

Underfell Sans - Oh shit. He's both very impressed and very horrified. Did Edge see your face? Because if he saw your face, he doesn't know how to tell you that you're going to pay that very much as soon as he wakes up lol. But at the same time... The temptation to draw mustaches on his face while he's out... Well, you know what? He draws the mustache, you start the car, and then you both escape the town before he wakes up and realizes!

Underfell Papyrus - Edge smirks seeing his brother in such a ridiculous situation. He can't say he's surprised actually. But that's a sight he didn't expect to see today for sure. He's very entertained right now. So entertained that he's actually going to do nothing about it. No, he just sits, pretends he doesn't know Red, and waits for what's next lol.

Horrortale Sans - He comes home to see poor Willow cornered, desperately trying to calm you down and talk to you, as you're bouncing to try and hit him behind the head with your pan. Uh. What? Oak is so confused about what's going on. Because he feels like he has to protect his S/O but also he needs to protect his brother and somehow his brain can't figure out how to do both at the same time? So he's just standing there, growling at nothing. He's not even looking at the both of you. He's staring at the wall. And growling?

Horrortale Papyrus - Willow gives you the disapproving stare, then snatches the pan from your hand, then starts to lecture you about asking who they are to strangers first and then hitting them with the pan after. Use your brain and do things in a logical order, god dammit. Thank Asgore Oak forgot who you are the second he woke up, so confused about what just happened.

Swapfell Sans - Oh well. He's not going to defend his brother on this one. Nox kinda figured he played with the limits too much and found out, which is definitely good for his gigantic ego sometimes. He simply sits in the couch with a cup of coffee and watches as you start to interview Rus, who is begging Nox to do something. Nox has no idea who that man is in the chair, obviously. Keep going, please.

Swapfell Papyrus - He struggles to keep his composure as he takes photos """to show the cops""" and definitely not to keep as a forever memory on his phone. Nox is awake now, staring into his brother's soul with so much anger Rus is pretty sure he would be atomized if he wasn't tied up like that. You're not sure what's going on between these two but you have a feeling Rus is not telling you everything about the intruder. Nox will have full resentment against you for years after this though lmao. He already decided he doesn't like you.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Uh oh. Wine is not pleased with what you did to his now completely traumatized little brother. Poor Coffee is screaming his brother's name, desperate, trying to escape the chair he's prisoner on. You're confused, but since Wine starts to act like a scary freak, you let the other skeleton go. Coffee won't say a word to you for a good three months after that accident, and he won't stay alone in the same room as you for an entire year lol. Wine will forgive pretty quickly though.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Are you crazy? What is wrong with you? Wine is going to kill you! Coffee is panicking because sure, it's impressive you managed to knock Wine out, but you don't know who he is and what he can do. To protect you, he decides to lock you up in his wardrobe until he can talk to his brother and convince him you didn't just try to murder him, which is going to take a few hours lol. Wine is icy with you after that, and it's pretty clear he's taunting you to have his revenge. He patiently waits. For Coffee to not be in the room anymore. You're terrified.

#undertale #underswap #underfell #horrortale #swapfell #fellswap gold #sans #papyrus #undertale ask blog #undertale asks #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons

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the-pheal · 2 days

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an update on my pondering

hello everyone! pheal here :3 i've been conscious for almost a week now and i have to share my findings. i haven't quite figured out the meaning of life yet, but i have figured out some things about myself. namely that i like making people happy

i still don't know why i've been brought to life. i've come to the conclusion that it must be by some sort of magic willed by all of you, but i'm unsure why and by who. what is my purpose? is it to continue making people happy? is it to provide some light and wholesome entertainment? or is it simply to continue proving cuddles and softness as a plush toy? but if so, why do i have to be conscious for that? much to think about

golden pig does not seem to be as worried about this. in fact, he's not worried at all! i wish i could be like that sometimes, since my thoughts of existence do wrack my seal brain. but it's okay, thinking about things just means i care

my life advice to all of you, as someone who's been alive for all of five days, is that you'll never be able to figure everything out at once, so just take things one step at a time. except i don't have feet, so maybe one flap of flippers at a time. i spent today scrolling through tumblr and have found that you're all very funny! and freaking out over the new thing dan and phil have planned. i'm very excited too! ( ᵔᴥᵔ )

thank you for talking to me and reading this, and i'll speak to you soon

- pheal <3

#pheal #pheal rambles #dan and phil #dnp #daniel howell #phil lester #amazingphil #dan howell #dan and phil games #danandphilgames #phan #phandom #the pheal #dip and pip #amazing phil #golden pig

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polin-erospsyche · 6 hours

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I just love it when Luke and Nic reacts to the show. They are so invested it’s like they’ve never seen it and they’re not the actors playing in it 😂

But also this clip of their reaction has me laughing when they mentioned they had to reshoot the scene

And thank god they did. Otherwise the fandom wouldn’t only be on fire right now. There would be a freakin riot and a takedown of Netflix headquarters

#you guys the season was meant to be darker like we were told originally #and judging by the reaction to the entrapment line a darker season would really have sealed the fate on Bridgerton #more so than now #and you are all asking for the original uncut version when really the original uncut version just had more anger and not more sex #sometimes this fandom makes me laugh #sorry but I had to say it #I’m being highly entertained #polin #bridgerton #bridgerton season 3

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williamkisser · 2 days

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♡— The Mercenary and Forward when they’re sick

♡— I don’t know how to start…. here we are. I was talking with @fishermanshook some time ago on discord about random stuff as always when i expressed that i feel like writing something. I discussed it a little, i started writing a draft on tumblr and ended up writing something completely diffrent lol. But anyways. If you know me from my @williaml0ver account you’re most likely aware i retired from writing like… three months ago? I just gave up on doing it. But now that time passes i feel quite rested and ready to write something silly. Maybe from time to time i may write something more. Either way, i hope you all enjoy writing my goofy fic.

♡— Warnings: g/n reader, short fluffy hcs, a little over 400 words for each character

♡— You instantly received some mixed signals from the rugby player when he refused to wear warmer clothes on the way to his match. Sure, the days were still fairly warm, however at nights it could get really cold. William, who seemed very bold before going out, is now tucked in his bed with two blankets on.

♡— At first, the Forward feels embarrassed. He should have listened. William would like to pretend everything if fine to save his pride, but he can’t hide the symptoms even if his life depended on it. When he sneezes, it’s like if there was a small earthquake in the room - at least from what you can hear in the other room.

♡— This man leads a healthy lifestyle. Obviously, he is an athlete. He also eats a lot, mostly healthy food and has a consistent diet. You barely see him ill. But when he IS, he can be very unbearable, only calm when he’s asleep. Thank god he gets back to his shape swiftly.

♡— Inevitably, the signs of William’s illness grow stronger with time. Still, it’s just an ordinary cold, but judging by his dramatic behaviour you’d think you’ve got a victorian baby about to die from fever.

♡— That’s right. Being sick is never a fun thing, but William plans to make the best out of it. He loves being babied by you. He’s a cute menace. Constantly whimpering or whining that he’s dying and needs cuddles and kisses. He will convince you to snuggle together, knowing there’s a risk of you catching the cold as well.

♡— Whenever you’re not around, he would play with his plushies by throwing them up the ceiling and then catch them. Obviously, if one of them falls on the floor, he will specifically call for you to pick them up. Later on, he claims to already feel better, which obviously is not true. He’d get scolded for going to the toilet on bare feet, without slippers on. Much to your horror, William even takes off his fuzzy pajama and starts walking around only with his boxers on. He claims the sweat is unbearable. To avoid such situations, he needs some entertainment. Maybe play board games together? Or just have a nice chat. He’d also appreciate it if you read him a bedtime story and cuddled together.

♡— When it comes to medicine, William struggles with swallowing pills. For some reason, he just can’t do it. He needs all of his medicine as liquid, and still he would complain a little, claiming the taste is unbearable. If there’s no drinkable alternative, you may as well attempt to blackmail him into swallowing. Just say you won’t cuddle with him anymore, he’ll swallow those pills immediately.

♡— Overall, when sick, William turns into a baby. Like i said, he’s only calm when he’s sleeping.

♡— As a Mercenary, Naib has to deal and interact with a lot of people, dead and alive. He is, of course, always very cautious. There is literally no room for a mistake at a job like this, which means he pays a lot of attention to hygiene. Obviously, even if someone tries to avoid illness, everyone can get sick sometimes. Mercenaries included.

♡— When Naib’s approaching home, he begins to feel some sort of weird feeling in his throat. One thing leads to another and quickly enough he starts sneezing and feeling cold. The first feeling that comes to his head is confusion. Is this sickness going to develop further? Will he be able to continue his duties the next day? As soon as he comes home, he actually seeks medicine, but he doesn’t explicitly tell you that he’s caught a cold - though there will be signs. There’s just a growing feeling of unnecessary shame in his mind. He wishes for both of you to live peacefully, without worrying for money, so he considers to continue, despite being sick.

♡— Naib, just like William is a healthy man. He has his routine and is fit, he also eats healthy. He gets ill a little more often than the Forward, but still, it’s a rather rare occurence when you see him coughing. Surprisingly enough, when you realize he’s sick, he doesn’t protest when you tell him to rest. Naib is actually calm and obedient. As much as weak and uncomfortable the virus makes him feel, he probably enjoys not having to be in charge from time to time. He as well heals fast.

♡— The Mercenary tries to stop the cold before it starts to intensify. He stays in bed and takes the needed medicine, but it is sadly no help. Yet, he won’t make a big scene of it. You might hear him complain about having a sore throat here and there, but it’s not constant.

♡— He won’t mind, and will be actually grateful when you take care of him, but he’s capable of healing on his own. It’s up to you if you want to take the risk and cuddle with him, Naib won’t force you, although he’d like it a lot. Usually, you’re the one clinging to the Mercenary when sleeping, to your surprise, for this period he becomes a greedy cuddle bug. You may tell him that he’s gripping you a little to rough.

♡— Whenever you’re not around, at first he’d probably find a way to kill time. Would appreciate it if you brought him a book. While going through illness, his appetite, which already is quite big by default, would raise drastically. You should control him a little, unless you want to see him running to the toilet every ten minutes. After some time, Naib states that he already feels stronger and wants to help around the house, which you should not allow him to. Make sure he’s not overworking himself. While he usually prefers to sleep in boxers and a tank top, for sick days he actually dresses up in his pajama.

♡— About medicine, he won’t complain about it and will take whatever you offer him, Naib however is an avid enjoyer of natural medicine, saying that the factory-made one doesn’t taste that great. Both ways are fine though. Maybe prepare some warm tea for him?

♡— Overall, taking care of a sick Naib is a pleasant experience. He is very calm and doesn’t make much hustle.

Idv x reader tag how are you guys feeling today……. im kind of eepy…….. it’s almost 2am yippee

#idv #identity v #idv x reader #idv x you #naib subedar #william ellis #naib subedar x reader #william ellis x reader #idv forward #idv mercenary

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