#tysm for replying!

[bittcrsuite]

continued from here ♡ ( @wildhcrses )

easton nodded grimly, eyes watching the waves as they splashed against the shore. with the moon shining above them, he could see delphine's familiar features. “even worse. your parents and my parents show up to vacation with us.” at the mention of an immersion class, he contemplated how much he wanted to wing it in front of her. he had no idea what to do — it wasn’t as though he went around fake dating many of his exes. his only ex that even counted sat beside him, looking for answers. he didn’t want to hurt her again, but if they were going to convince their friends they were still together, they had to try harder. “for the rest of the time we’re here, we need to act like a couple essentially all the time. not when we’re in our room or anything, obviously but… any situation where someone might see us, we have to be on.”

[ohmylcve]

"I know. I feel weak. And like a moron." She chuckles at the teasing, well aware that this could be Riley’s reaction. Though Aylin knows she’s right, there’s still a hidden wish for how, one day, her Christmas would be. "I would love to have you as my fake Valentine for Christmas," she says with a wink, smiling at the other and taking her hand, squeezing it in an act that shows her recognition of the idea Riley just gave. "But I’m not out yet. This would be literally a move to kick me out of the closet, so… it gives me chills, even to think about it."

“You’re really going to let a bunch of happy couples ruin one of your favorite holidays? That’s a pretty weak move, Aylin.” There was a teasing edge to her voice, but her gaze softened just enough to show she wasn’t trying to be harsh. “Besides,” she shrugged, “You’ve got me. I’m not exactly ‘holiday romance material,’ but I can fake it if it means you don’t have to spend Christmas sulking.”

[chloesimaginationthings]

i am not a very serious person

You know I feel like Michael Afton would be unphased being in the backrooms

[grave-robbedd]

hi there, i just wanted to say that your art is really cool!! i love how detailed their faces are, the expressions are so perfect, and the background designs are very creative :]

Thank you sm! This means a ton to me!!

Have a Castiel <3

[comrademango]

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[xaistolis]

This is how beast yeast ep 9 went right

[lecheroustaint]

HARLEY: Hmm. I must be losing my mind in my old age then HARLEY: Me? Dream about you, Princess? Never... HARLEY: It's not like you dream about me, right?

GIA: honestly, i have no idea what you're talking about, daddy GIA: maybe you just had a really good dream about me 🤭🤭

[aurorangen]

The following day, Bryce decided to go boxing at the gym with Robbie and release all the pent up frustration at his former company. He didn't expect to meet his good old friend Leif Pollock there!

[astermath]

hiya! i’m a really big fan of your stranger things work and I was wondering, if youre comfortable of course, a steve x reader period imagine where reader tried to hide their period from Steve, but he finds out and is super fluffy and sweet about it? thank you!

HAHAH wow i have let this ask stew in my inbox since last year thats CRAZY im so sorry my dear,, i was going through old asks and i rlly like this prompt actually so here u go, i hope u enjoy!!!!

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

tags: established relationship, obv mentions of periods / menstruation, reader is referred to as female, steve being dense at first lol, regular sized font below!

wc: 1.4K

notes: while the reader in this fic is female, i am well aware not everyone who has a period is a girl, and not everyone who's a girl has a period!

Steve is one attentive boyfriend.

It’s the early stages of your relationship, the golden era, the honeymoon phase. And while you’re a still a bit nervous about it all, you couldn’t be happier, because he does it all right.

He knows your favourite snacks, what music you like, what makes you laugh, what makes you cry. He’s starting to figure out your ins and outs, and it’s almost crazy how quickly he’s catching on. You have no reason to feel judged by him at any point, he truly is comfort poured into the shape of a person.

So then why are you staring at your phone right now, struggling to dial his number and just tell him why you can’t make it to your date?

It’s not usually this bad, at least it hadn’t been for a while, so why now, of all moments, must you be forsaken to be terrorised by your period?

You bite your lip, laying flat onto your bed, hand over your lower stomach. It's right where the pain is just gnawing at you, just like the guilt is. But you know you’d feel even guiltier if you just stood him up, he doesn’t deserve that. You sit up, a tad slowly to save yourself from another cramp, and swallow your nerves for now.

“I’ll just… Tell him I’m sick. Yeah… Yeah I can do that.” You think to yourself.

The combination of his number had started to feel natural to your fingers now, unlike how anxiously you pressed the buttons the first time, triple checking before finally pressing call. You're triple checking again now, more so because you're not sure you can handle hearing the defeat in his voice when you tell him you can't make it.

The phone barely gets a moment to ring before he picks it up, and his all too familiar sweet voice comes through the device.

"Hey babe, everything okay over there?"

You pause a moment before replying. "How did you know it was me calling?"

"Lover's intuition." He chuckles, and it makes your heart flutter. It's not fair how easy it is for him to do that to you, but you enjoy it nonetheless. "So, what's going on?"

"I, uh..." God, getting the words out is like pulling teeth. But you'd rather die than let him think you just got cold feet about your movie date. "I'm really not feeling too well right now, Steve... I'm-- I'm so sorry, I'm gonna have to cancel for tonight." Your eyes are welling up with tears before he even gets a chance to reply, just imagining his pretty face losing its bright expression when hearing your unfortunate news.

"Oh," damnit, he does sound sad, "that's okay, uhm... Is there anything I can do? What kinda sick is it?"

Shit, he's gonna make you say it, isn't he? You know Steve is a mature guy, he knows about periods, knows how they work, but you've been told to suck it up and get on with it before... A part of you is still disappointed that you just can't.

"U-Uhm... It's more like, a stomach thing, I guess?" It's the best way you can put it for now, hoping it'll put his worries to rest.

"Okay, I see..." You can nearly hear him thinking, the subtle noise of bags being moved and a fridge being opened coming through the phone. "Uh, how aboouuut... I come over to yours, and we just watch a movie at home? I still got a couple of tapes we haven't gotten to, and I can bring some light snacks that won't upset your stomach too much."

The thought of Steve caring for you while you're sick sends a warm feeling through your entire body. God, how does he just keep getting better? But you can't lie to him, right? It's not like you're really sick, unless you count the curse of menstruation as a symptom.

Before you get a chance to explain, he's talking again, and by the ruckus in the background you can only guess he's rushing to grab all his stuff. "I'll be heading out in a bit, I'll stop by the corner store too, stay put for me alright? See ya in a bit!"

You're sure he didn't realize he wasn't letting you talk, but frankly, you probably couldn't even come up with a response on time anyways. Right now, you just have to worry about looking somewhat presentable, and maybe figure out a way to tell him you're not actually sick.

By the time you've brushed your hair and brushed some mascara onto your lashes, you're already hearing the doorbell. You just manage to pull a fresh shirt over your head, before stumbling down the stairs and stopping in front of the door. With a deep, loaded, sigh you open it, to reveal your boyfriend.

Hair messed up, plastic bag in hand, jacket haphazardly thrown on. He clearly rushed to be here, still panting a little, but in your eyes, he's the image of your guardian angel, your saviour in need.

Before either of you know it, you're crying again, your freshly applied mascara now leaving thin black streaks over your cheeks. Your hands go up to cover your face, embarrassed, not even sure why you're sobbing all of a sudden. The feelings just hit you like a freight train, rocking you before you even have a time to rationalize.

Steve's expression falters, the bag he had in hand dropping to the floor in an instant, stepping in closer so he can carefully wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest. Not too tight, he doesn't want to startle you. He's a bit distraught; he's really only seen you cry at a sad movie scene before, so he's a bit unsure as to what's caught you to be so upset right now.

"I-I'm sorry..." you manage to mutter through your incoherent sobs and sniffs, effectively ruining the front of his shirt in the process.

"Hey, hey..." His big hands go up to your face, gently cupping your wettened cheeks as he looks into your teary eyes. Hell, the image of you is almost enough to make him break too. "What're you sorry for? You can't help it that you're sick, right?"

The reminder of your lie makes you want to break eye contact in shame, but it's hard to force yourself to lose sight of that soft, caring gaze of his.

"I," sniff, "I lied, I'm so sorry Steve, I-- I'm not sick, I just... I have..."

He watches you expectedly, not upset, just curious. You'd surely have your reasons if whatever caused you to cancel is making you this upset.

"I'm... I'm just on my period and it-- it hurts really bad, it's not even usually this bad, and I felt like I was overreacting and I feel so bad and--" Your ramble gets cut short by his chuckle, the same one that nearly caused you to melt over the phone earlier.

"W-Wha... Why are you laughing?" You're not sure if you should be happy or worried, you're already experiencing so much at once, it's hard to pick one emotion to feel.

"Nothing, it's just, well," he picks up the bag he dropped, opening it slightly to show the bars of chocolate, candy and your favorite chips inside. "I had a feeling."

The sight of it makes you snap out of your state of distress, and you can’t help but crack a smile through your tears. “Seriously? How?”

He shrugs, a sheepish smile adorning his face. “I told you, lover’s intuition.” He pulls you back to him and kisses your head. “There’s another bag in the car with chicken soup in case I was wrong.”

You both laugh, just hugging on your doorstep for a moment. You have to let it sink in, that maybe Steve just is that sweet and considerate of a guy.

“D’you wanna go inside, or does standing outside help with cramps?” He pulls back a little, and you fight the urge to poke him in the ribs for his sarcasm. You love it either way.

“Yeah, let’s go inside. We can watch When Harry Met Sally and I can cry my eyes out again. Sound good?”

“Sounds perfect.”

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[milkivikk]

💘 Happy valent times day! 💓💐

(NOW i got something)

[disapprove]

The hate she felt for him radiated to her green eyes. Even though the cuffs suppressed her magic, she was in no control of the color switching between a fiery red, like her hair, and her usual green. It was the disgust, the hate for The Unfallen. Ruby had to hold herself back from scoffing at him. "My apologies, Majesty." Her words dripped with venom while she forced a smile on her freckled cheeks. "I might only be here to keep your kingdom alive and well, but you're only here because of these, my King, the Unfallen." - she said while lifting her wrists, tucked in the magic cuffs. If it weren't for them, she would've already either put a torture spell on him, or have poisoned him. At the words of a ritual, she scoffed. "There is no such thing." She said with a shake of her head. "Not for humans like you." assuming he was human. She was a curious girl after all. And truth to be told, anything felt better than being stuck in that cell. "What have you heard?"

Kieran ignored the hostility emanating from the redhead. He had no use for it and no humour to engage with her. Even on a surface level. "—Have you no manners, girl?" He spat, eyes focused on her. "I am the King and you would do well to address me as such. I am Kieran, the Unfallen." Unlike the kings before him, Keiran did not run from magic or the supernatural world. He embraced it. It made him stronger, faster and more ruthless than his fathers and his fathers before him. That fact, of course, would not leave the castle or his trusted circle, and would have grave consequences for anyone who dared utter such a secret. "You are here for one purpose and one purpose only. To help keep this kingdom in the right hands. Have you heard of a ritual that makes one invincible? Faster? Stronger?"

[chloesimaginationthings]

IDK IF ANYONE HAS ASKED YET BUT LIKE...WHEN IS YOUR BIRTHDAY????

Today’s my birthday! 🎉

[ghostedrider]

On the 11th of March, I went into the urgent care for an unknown mass in my abdomen, one that was causing discomfort and pain. After concerns were raised, they wanted to do a CT scan on the mass to try and discern whether it was cause for concern or not. Repeatedly throughout the process, I asked if this was covered by my insurance. They assured me that most insurances do cover this, especially if there is pain associated with it.

My insurance does not cover this. I am a junior in college, I work a full-time job on top of classes, and I live completely alone. I have never once in my whole college career taken out loans, because I have wanted to avoid having to pay it off for a really long time. And in a single day, the single thing I've been working my ass off to avoid came crashing down on me because of a for-profit hospital, pain I couldn't control because of a lipoma, and greedy insurance companies with absolutely no leeway.

I'm from a family of very proud Mexicans; it takes a great amount of pride-swallowing to even be asking for help. And I knew top surgery was a long ways away, but it feels like with this bill of 6,300 dollars it's going to be so much longer, especially in the midst of everything else going on.

Any help would be greatly appreciated.

LINK.

gofundme does also take a cut of every donation if i remember correctly, so if you'd prefer to donate directly to me i do also have a venmo and a cashapp that you can send things to. gfm has an option to "add offline donations" so if sent through those, i'll add them to the gfm so every donation is accurate and current.

cashapp:

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Thank you so much for listening.

[smkndfbb]

a gift for @aanthirin ty for replying to every art piece i make in like 3 seconds <з

[meowindie]

"that's fine with me!" opal chirps, leaning over and pointing to the end of the hall. "if you go into that closet, there's a ton of boxes. use whatever you need." she smiles and then the microwave goes off. she takes out her plate and uses her hand to fan off the food. "no rush either; how ever long it takes you is okay with me."

Based on her reaction Hope could only assume that Opal had seen this coming. Part of her had been hoping that she'd fight for her. "I guess I should get it now." She said with a slight shrug. "It would save us some awkwardness later."

[ask-dick-grayson]

In what weird places did you find your family members napping? :3

(Your art is also really awesome! :D)