SO WHAT’S THE THING? I Was Drowned To Suya/Mizu/Sakae And So…. So, Yeah. Here We Go /)////(\

friends –> dumbasses –> accidentally engaged

Take some dumb fluff pls. And I HC that due to JC’s core being originally not his, the callouses and scars from rebuilding LP stays, not that he really cares.

And LQR has one in-law he adores and its not WWX.

Huaisang: also he has a six pack and good fashion sense and doesn't mind being told what to do-

JGY: ooookay I think we're done here

more happy AU

Interesting how the other canon couples have a scene where they finish each others sentences

Including byler

And yet…

Senku’s who apparently very open to public display affection when he’s in relationship….. They just go out so Gen didn’t know about this (yet) 😛

My name is Mohammed Ayyad from Gaza. My wife, children and I were displaced quickly since the first days of the war on Gaza, leaving behind all our wealth and dreams. We are forced to leave our home and live in the south of Gaza, Rafah.

A few days after we left the house and went to the south (Rafah) we announce our tactics to our home with ease our beautiful next and destroyed everything we owned. Everything we had went with the wind, we are now working in hell (the tent) suffering one from collecting wood to cook food which is clearly difficult to produce from the water that was spread and is polluted by the cursed war and our work we lose our source of livelihood.

I became a desperate refugee and dug into a very small tent, without water and food life became horrible and sad with the disappearance of the need to survive. It is a struggle for survival.

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@appsa

@vetted @bilal-salah0 vetted #schoolhater

from this post by @kilipu99... for some reason it was funnier in my head if they were in canon outfits? #justacesiblingthings

Xichengclipse 2021 Day 3

Stalker - Courtship

Warnings for a past abusive relationship and stalking. Jiang Cheng is still fucked up about it, but it’s only ever talked about.

When Jiang Cheng finds the unstamped letter in his mailbox, he doesn’t immediately think anything of it. It happens frequently enough that some religious groups or protesters go from house to house to deliver their letters and Jiang Cheng has half a mind simply throwing it away without even reading it.

But then he catches sight of his name on the envelop and that’s when he starts to worry.

He still takes the letter with him into his apartment, unwilling to read it out in the open, but instead of immediately opening it once he’s inside he thumbs the envelope for a while.

Surely it cannot be. This hasn’t happened in a long time and Wen Xu should still be in prison.

Jiang Cheng is probably worrying for nothing.

With that thought in mind he finally opens the letter, scanning it once, before it falls out of his numb fingers.

This cannot be happening again.

Dear Jiang Cheng, the card reads. I really do enjoy seeing you every day and I would want nothing more than to go on a date with you, if you would do me that honour. I’m eagerly awaiting your answer.

It’s not signed.

It’s not signed and Jiang Cheng finds that he has trouble breathing.

Seeing you every day, the card says and Jiang Cheng has to fight the urge to cover all his windows up and never leave his apartment again.

Instead of giving in to that urge though, he fumbles for his phone and dials Wei Wuxian’s number as quickly as his shaking fingers will let him.

“My dearest little brother,” Wei Wuxian greets him with and his antics do make him feel a little bit more grounded, Jiang Cheng has to admit to that.

The underlaying panic is still there, though.

“Please tell me Wen Xu is still in prison,” Jiang Cheng says without greeting him and he refuses to have a panic attack when he’s met with silence.

“I haven’t heard anything else,” Wei Wuxian finally says, and all traces of humour have vanished from his voice. “What’s going on?”

“Can you check?” Jiang Cheng wants to know, because he’s not going to sleep well without absolute certainty that Wen Xu is in prison and can not watch him every single day.

“I can check in with Wen Qing. She keeps close tabs on him. But I’m sure she would have told me if anything changed. What’s happening, Jiang Cheng?”

“It’s probably nothing,” Jiang Cheng mutters, because of course Wei Wuxian is right.

If Wen Xu got released early, Wen Qing would have at least told Wei Wuxian, if not Jiang Cheng himself. Of course there’s no reason to worry like this.

“Tell me about it anyway,” Wei Wuxian coaxes him.

“I got this card,” Jiang Cheng tells him, and reads it out to him.

It doesn’t sound any better out loud, Jiang Cheng has to admit.

“It could be a secret admirer,” Wei Wuxian says after a beat of silence and Jiang Cheng scoffs.

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“What are you doing?”

Bruce startles suddenly as a young voice distracts him from the delicious kisses Clark happened to be giving him. “Dickie? Sweetheart what are you doing here?” Bruce questioned softly, pulling away from Clark’s hold and rushing over to his ward. “Are you okay? Did something happen?” Bruce questioned softly.

Dick didn’t seem to be paying attention as Bruce picked him up and cradled him in his arms, instead, he was entirely focused in on Clark standing awkwardly by the table they were just making out on.

“What were you doing?” Dick questioned again, making Clark squirm. The kid’s bright blue eyes were staring into his soul, no trace of the jovial warmth that they usually held.

“Well…” Bruce started, Clark could see his mind moving at a million miles per hour trying to find the best way to explain what happening to the 10 year old. “You know how I told you Clark and I are special friends?”

“Yes… I thought that it just meant best friends.” Dick scowled, finally looking away from Clark and pouting up at Bruce. “I didn’t know that meant kissy friends.”

Bruce made a face and Clark decided now was probably the best time for him to step in and say something. Clark cleared his throat softly and stepped closer to the two. “Um, Dick-“

Clark was cut off by a very sharp glare from the young boy, his lips curled back in a snarl that made the indestructible man pause.

“Chum-“

“Tati, I’m sleepy…” Dick suddenly whined, throwing his arms around Bruce’s neck and burying his face in his shoulder. “Can we go home now? Want you to read me a bedtime story…”

Bruce immediately melted, cooing softly as he patted Dick on the back. “Of course my love, let’s go home right now.” Bruce agreed, throwing Clark an apologetic smile. “I’ll see you later Kal.”

Clark couldn’t help the love sick smile spreading across his face as he watched Bruce walk away, however, Dick could very much help it. Clark’s smile slid off his face once he saw the evil glare the ten year old was throwing at him over Bruce’s shoulder.

He couldn’t help shivering from the chill he felt crawling up his back. “Shit.” Clark muttered, running a hand through his hair.

He had the smallest inkling he just ruined any good grace he had with the young boy due to his romantic relationship with Bruce. How is it that he’s so scared of such a little boy?

Recently I love watching ASMR Mukbang and….. what if Gen………

We started from the bottom

And now we’re here