Bill had a bad day and you make him feel better by cooking or goofing around or just talking and cuddling
You hummed as you typed into your computer writing fanfic and reading others for inspiration. You weren’t surprised some of them were about your boyfriend Bill Skarsgård. He was really handsome and it was a wonder why out of all the woman he could’ve dated he picked out you.
He was a professional actor with a big family of highly well known and recognized actors. He would be a terrifying clown or a Upir or a spy, but at the end of the day he was the man who you loved to cuddle with on the couch and just overall enjoy each other’s companies. Speaking of the devil, your front door opened and your boyfriend came in looking terrible for once.
His gelled back hair was a bit messy like he kept constantly raking his fingers through it and attempted to fix it but only made things worse. You frowned noticing not only that but his mood was off and even his walk. You knew he must’ve had a rough day when he slumped down next to you on the couch.
That wasn’t your usual Bill. He would usually come home happy and excited to tell you about his day kissing your cheek and already babbling about this certain scene he did.
Only today it was clear he was having a bad day.
You already knew he woke up late and spilled his coffee on the counter just as he was leaving. He had texted you once saying his co-stars were being none-to-friendly either and the director was being hard on all of them. Being the good girlfriend you were you gently stroked his hair fixing a few out of place locks back. Bill sighed and just let you do that to help him relax.
“Tough day?” You asked softly.
“Yeah.” He mumbled.
You frowned and continued to stroke his hair and face softly. He moved to rest his head in your lap and you continued to gently pet him like a cat. You even hummed a song which in your opinion you were terrible at, let alone singing but Bill thought you had the voice of an angel. Eventually he was completely lax looking like he was dozing off.
You chucked and leaned down to kiss his head, “I’m trying to make you feel better not to make you fall asleep silly.”
He smiled and sighed, “Well when I have a beautiful girl doing it I can’t help myself.”
You playfully punched his shoulder making him smile. He lifted up his head and you leaned down knowing he wanted a kiss.
“I’m gonna go get a blanket and make some tea. Sounds good?” You asked.
“I kinda like this angle.” He teased making you roll his eyes.
Despite his words Bill sat up and watched as you went to the closet pulling out your “cuddle blanket”. It was really this gigantic fleece blanket you had found that was light pink with red hearts on it that was just about the size of a king sized duvet.
You threw it at Bill who caught it and watched as you went into the kitchen to make the tea. He loved your tea since it was unexplainably good since you got it from an old family recipe your grandmother had gotten from a friend.
Once that was done you poured them into mugs and went back to find Bill was looking through the comedy movies. You plopped down next to him, being careful not to spill the tea of course, and held a mug out for him.
He graciously accepted it as he continued to scroll through the movies until he found the perfect one. You pulled your legs up to sit Indian style and grabbed the blanket to pull half of it over your lap. You took a sip of yours and smiled at how you had added just the perfect amount of honey.
“You gotta teach me your recipe sometime cause every time I drink your tea it’s amazing.” Bill commented.
“Secret recipe can’t tell ya!” You winked teasingly.
He smiled teasingly pouting but didn’t say much after. You both continued to watch the movie occasionally laughing and at one point you had nearly fallen off of the couch from laughing so hard.
You played several movies until the sun came down and the stars came out. By then you and Bill were watching a romantic comedy. He was leaning against you pressing his head cheek to your head with an arm around your shoulders gently brushing his thumb on your arm. He just loved how soft and smooth and silky your skin was.
Another movie passed and you we laying down on the couch with him resting his head on your chest (cuz apparently men like to think boobs as pillows) well your hand continued to stroke his hair. You eventually got bored of the movie Bill had put on and gently poked him in the side making him instinctively jump.
“What was that for?” He asked.
“Just wanted to see if your still awake.” You lied.
“Yeah I’m awake.” He grumbled before laying back down on your chest.
A minute later you felt a finger poke your side and you playfully glared down at Bill you looked at you like he was innocent and clueless.
“What?” He asked truly sounding innocent from his years of acting.
You gave him another accusing glare before resting your head back down on his chest. Not even a minute later you squirmed when you felt something like wiggling fingers attack your sides.
You narrowed your eyes and glared at him well he continued to play innocent. Curse him and his acting career that allowed him to have such a good poker face.
“I know it’s you!” You glared.
“I don’t know what your talking about.” He replied.
You once again laid your head back down on his chest. A few minutes later you felt two hands this time grab your sides and tickle them making you squirm and squeak and squeal like a retarded worm.
“Bill stop!” You squealed in between laughter.
Curse him for knowing your tickle spots so well.
He eventually did stop and you had laughing hiccups for a few seconds before finally being able to calm down. Bill had a shit eating grinning from ear to ear that grew wider when you pouted cutely even though you were trying to make it look like you were angry.
“So that’s how ya wanna play it huh?” You challenged. (cookie to anyone who gets this reference!!! Hint: Inolves a yellow children’s cartoon character!)
You attacked him this time wiggling and poking make him laugh but not squirm as hard as you did. When he was nearly crying out, “Uncle! Uncle!” You stopped and watched him chuckle for a minute.
After the aftershocks were gone he smiled and kissed you for a few seconds which you gladly accepted of course. He was an amazing kisser and his lips were so soft and kind of just pulled you in like a fish to a shiny lure. No wonder why so many fan girls gay pair him.
When he pulled away he still had a smile on his face as he laid his head back down on his chest listening to you steady and melodic heart beat and feeling his head rise and fall when your lungs expand and deflate. He gently ran his fingers through your hair loving how even on his worst days you always made him smile.
“You know I’m in the mood for tacos.” You said ruining the mood.
Epilogue: Sorry it’s so short but it makes up for it with all the fluffy goodness of cuddling and watching movies and all that teeth rotting goodness. Since you are reading this another hint for the reference is that in the episode they are playing in the snow when ice bergs? Came in. Bonus points if you remember the episodes name! Oh and I’m seeing the IT movie today so no spoilers! Thanx for Reading! =3!
Japan is an island by the sea filled with volcanoes and it’s ♫beautiful♫.
In the year -1,000,000,000, Japan might not have been here. In the year -40,000, it was here and you could walk to it; and some people walked to it. Then, it got warmer, some ice bergs melted, it became an island, and now there’s lots of trees because it’s warmer.
So now, there’s people on the island. They’re basically sort of hanging out (in between the mountains), eating nuts off trees, and using the latest technology like stones and bowls.
It’s the outside world and they have technology from the future like really good metal and crazy rice farms. Now you can make a lot of rice really really quickly. That means if you own a farm, you own a lot of food. Which is something everybody needs to survive. So that makes you king.
Rice farming and rice kingdoms spread across the land all the way to here. The most important kingdoms were here, here, here, here, here, here,and here. But this one was the most most important. Ruled by a “heavenly superperson” or (emperor) for short.
Knock knock. Get the door, it’s Religion.
The new prince wants everyone to try this hot new religion from baekje.
“Please try this religion.” he said.
“No.” said everybody.
“Try it” he said.
“No.” said everybody again, quieter this time.
And so, the religion was put into place and all of the rules that came with it.
Then, the government was taken over by another clique, and they made some reforms like making the government govern more, and making the government more like China’s government, which is a government that governs more.
“Hi, China.” They said.
“Hi, dipshit” said China.
“Can you call us something else, other than ‘dipshit’?” said Japan.
“Like what?” said China.
“♫How about sunrise land?♫” said Japan.
And they stole China’s alphabet and wrote a book. About themselves. And then they made lots of poetry and art and another book about themselves. Then, they stopped moving the capital every time the emperor died and kept it in one place for a while. Right here. And they conquered the north, finally. Get that squared away.
A rich hipster named Kukai is bored with modern buddhism, visits China, and learns a better version which is more ♫spiritual♫, comes back, re-invents the alphabet, and causes art and literature to be ♫great♫for a long time. And the royal palace turned into such a dream world of art that they really didn’t give a shit about running the country.
So if you live outside the palace, how are you supposed to protect your shit from criminals?
♫Hire a samurai♫
Everyone started hiring samurai.
*Rich important people hired samurai.
*Poor people who could not afford to hire samurai did not hire samurai.
The samurai became organized and powerful; more powerful than the government. So they made their own military government here. They let the emperor still be “emperor”, but the shogun is actually in control.
Breaking news. The Mongols have invaded China.
“W̖͖̣̬̰̮͐ͯͩ̔͊e̥̜͕̱̝̓ͅ'̇ͪͫͮ́̈́v̞̼͍̿̋͌ê͓̜͎̪̼̻̦̆ i͈̣̬̘n͖̹͈̫͚͎͇͊ͬv̮͈͕͚͔͆́̌͊̀a̦̓d͆̄̄͊̃ͦ͒ḛ̖̮̭̦̗̾̈́̃ͪ̈́d̐ͧ C̘͒͑̃͒ͥ̚h̻̖̯̝̠̩͎̎̉̓̿̂̈́i̫͎̬͈̎̿̈́̆̄ͭn͙̮͉̖̑͛̿͗̚a͙̼͆.͈͇̠͖̭͎͍ͧ̆̍̆̂̆”said the Mongols.
“Please respect us, or else we might invade you as well.”
“Okay.” said Japan.
So the Mongols came over, ready for war, and died in a tornado. But they tried again, and had a nice time fighting with the Japanese, but then died in a tornado. Then, the emperor overthrows the shogun. Then, the shogun overthrows them back, and moves to Kyoto and makes a new shogun. And the emperor can still dress like an emperor if he wants, that’s fine.
♫Now there’s more art♫
Painting with less colors. Collaborative poetry. Plays. Monkey fun. Tea parties. Gardening. Architecture. Flowers.
It’s time for who’s going to be the next shogun?
Usually, it’s the shoguns kid, but the shogun doesn’t have a kid. So he tries to get his brother to quit being a monk and be the next shogun. He says, “Okay.” But then the shogun has a kid. So now, who’s is going to be? Vote now on your phones. And everyone voted so hard that the palace caught on fire and burned down. The shogun actually didn’t care. He was off somewhere doing poetry. And the whole country broke into pieces.
Everyone is fighting with each other for local power, and it’s anybody’s game.
Knock knock. It’s Europe.
No, they’re not here to take over. They just want to sell some shit like clocks and guns and ♫Jesus♫. So that’s cool, but everyone’s still fighting each other for control. Now with guns. And wouldn’t it be nice to control the capital? Which right now is puppets, with no one controlling them.
This clan is ready to make a run for it. But first, they have to trample this smaller clan which is in the way. Surprise. The smaller clan wins, and the leader of that clan steals the idea of invading the capital, and invades the capital. And it goes very well. He’s about halfway through conquering Japan when someone who works for him kills him. And then someone else who works for him kills them. And that guy finishes conquering Japan. And then he confiscated everybody’s swords, and made some rules.
“And now I’m going to invade Korea and then hopefully China.” he said.
And also died.
Before he died he told these five guys to take care of his five year old son until he’s old enough to be the next ruler of Japan. And the five guys said, “Yeah, right. It’s not gonna be this kid. It’s gonna be one of us because we’re grownups.” And it’s probably gonna be this guy, who happens to be way morerich and powerful than the others. A lot of people support him, but a lot of people support not supporting him. They have a fight and he wins and starts a new government right here.
And he still lets the emperor dress like an emperor and have very nice things. But don’t get confused; this is the new government and they are (very strict). So strict, that they closed the country. No one can leave, and no one can come in, except for the Dutch, if they want to buy an sell shit. But they have to do it right here.
Now that the entire country was not at war with itself, population increased a lot. Business increased. Schools were built. Roads were built. Everyone learned to read. Books were published. There was poetry, plays, sexy times, puppet shows, and Dutch studies.
People started studying European science from books they bought from the Dutch. We’re talking geography, skeletons, physics, chemistry, astronomy, and maybe even electricity.
Over time, the economic and cultural prosperity began to gradually slow down.
Knock knock. It’s the United States.
With huge boats (with guns). Gunboats.
“Open. The country. Stop having it be closed.” said the United States.
There’s really nothing they could do, so they signed a contract that lets the United States, Britain, and Russia visit Japan anytime they want. Choshu and Satsuma hated this.
“That sucks.” they said.
And with almost very little outside help, they overthrew the shogun, and somehow, made the emperor, the emperor again, and moved him to Edo, which they renamed, “Eastern Capital.” They made a new government, which was a lot more western. They made a new constitution, that was pretty western. And a military that was… Pretty western.
And do you know what else was western? That’s right, it’s conquering stuff. So, what can we conquer? Korea. They conquer Korea, taking it from its previous owner, China, and then go a little bit further, and Russia rushes in out of no where and says, “Stop. No, you can’t take that. We were gonna build a railroad through here to try to get some warm water.”
And Russia builds their railroad, supervised by a shit ton of soldiers. And then, when the railroad was done, they downgraded to a fuck ton. Did I say “downgrade”? I meant “upgrade.”
And Japan says:
“Can you maybe chill?”
And Russia says:
“How about maybe you chill?”
Japan is kind of scared of Russia. You’ll never guess who’s also kind of scared of Russia. Great Britain. So Japan and Great Britain make an alliance together so they can be a little less scared of Russia. Feeling confident, Japan goes to war against Russia, just for a moment, and then they both get tired and stop.
♫~It’s time for World War 1~♫
The world is about to have a war. Because it’s the 1900s and weapons are getting crazy. And all these empires are excited to try them out on each other. Meanwhile, Japan has been enjoying conquering stuff and wants m̞͇̲̗̖̥͚̬o̬̹͖̜ͅr̞̫͚e̲̹͉̩ and the next thing on their list is this part of China and lots of tiny islands.
All that stuff belongs to Germany, which just had war declared on by Britain, because Britain was friends with Belgium, which was being trespassed by Germany in order to get to France to kick France’s ass because France was friends with Russia, who was getting ready to kick Austria’s ass because Austria was getting ready to kick Seriba’s ass because someone from Serbia shot the leader of Austria’s ass. Or, actually, shot him in the head. And Britain was currently friends with Japan, so you know what that means. Duh.
♫Japan should take the islands♫
Which, they wanted to do anyways. So they called Britain on the tele to sort of let them know. And then they did it. And they also helped Britain a little here and there with some errands and stuff.
Now the war is over and, congratulations, Japan. You technically fought in the war, which means you get to sit at the negotiating table with the big dudes, where they decided who owns what. And, yes, Japan gets to keep all that shit they stole from Germany. You also get to join the post-war mega alliance.
♫The League of Nations♫
Whose mission statement is to try not to take over the world.
The Great Depression is bad, and Japan’s economy is now crappy. But the military is doing just fine, and it invades Manchuria, and the League of Nations is like:
“No, don’t do that, if you’re in the League of Nations you’re not supposed to take over the world!”
And Japan is like:
“♫~ How about I do, anyway?~♫”
And Japan invaded more and more and more of China and was planning to invade the entire east.
You’ve got mail.
It’s from Germany. The new leader of Germany. He has a cool mustache, and he’s trying to take over the world and needs friends. This also got forwarded to Italy. They all decided to be friends because they had so much in common.
♫~It’s time for World War 2~♫
Germany is invading the neighbors, then they invade the neighbors neighbors, then the neighbors neighbors neighbors who happen to be Britain said, “♫Holy shit♫" And the United States started helping Britain because they are ♫Good friends♫. And started not helping Japan because ♫their friends and our friends are not friends. Plus they’re planning on invading the entire ocean♫. The United States is also working on a large, very huge bomb, bigger than any other bomb, ever. Just in case. But they still haven’t joined the war. War looks bad on T.V., and the United States is really starting to care about their image. But then Japan spits on them in Hawaii, and challenges them to war. And they say, “Yes.” And then Germany, as a symbol of friendship, declares war on the Unites States also.
So the United States goes to war in Europe and they help the gang chase Germany back into Germany and they also start chasing Japan back into Japan, and they haven’t used the bomb yet and are curious to see if it works.
So they drop it on Japan.
They actually drop two.
United States installed a new government inspired by the United States government, with just the right ingredients for a ♫post-war economic miracle♫.And Japan starts making T.Vs, V.C.R.s, automobiles, and camcorders, as fast as they can, and also better than everybody else.
They get rich and the economy goes wild. And then the miracle wears off. But everything’s still pretty cool, I guess.
Ok but like.... why resist temptation? We would love to hear about the significance of frodo's name
Okay fine since you forced my hand.
So Frodo comes from the Old English Froda, which actually means “old,” but with the implication of “old and wise,” specifically with the wisdom that comes from hard experience. It also frequently carries with it the sense of suffering survived, and wisdom gained through that suffering.
It’s not a heroic name, in the traditional warrior-hero sense. It is a king’s name, but it’s the name of a king known for his wisdom, not his prowess in battle. (Actually, the mythical Froda, or one of them at least, was known for the peace of his reign and wasn’t a fighter at all.)
And that’s the thing about Frodo. His character is all about the wisdom that comes through experience and suffering, experience he never asked for but nevertheless took on voluntarily because someone had to do it. And he wanted to save the Shire and he did - at the cost of himself.
Mythically speaking, Frodo is the maimed king, the wounded healer. The Fisher King, if you will, but in reverse: it’s his wound that heals the land. (But not for him. Because as he tells Sam, that’s how it is, when things are in danger. Someone has to give them up, lose them, so that others can keep them.)
I think we often miss this final development of Frodo’s character as a wisdom figure, in part because people can get so focused on the fact that he failed his quest (which he did), and in part because, tbqh, the movies really did him an injustice in this area.
One of my fave scenes in the book is that final confrontation between Frodo and Saruman, when Frodo stops the other hobbits from killing Sharkey, and Saruman says with a furious snarl, “You’ve grown, halfling.” Grown wise, and in Saruman’s opinion cruel, because he’s fallen so far that he can only see mercy as a cruelty. And Saruman mocks Frodo, saying that his wisdom has been bought at a terrible price, that he’ll never be able to live in this Middle-earth again, and…he’s not wrong.
When the hobbits return to the Shire, Sam, Merry, and Pippin all say that it feels like waking up from a strange dream. But Frodo says, “Not for me. For me it feels like falling asleep again.” He has, to put it bluntly, seen too much of the underlying reality of the world, and he can’t go back.
Merry tells Pippin in the Houses of Healing that it’s not possible for Hobbits to live too long on the heights. They must come back to good earth and pipeweed and the simple pleasures of life in order to remain Hobbits.
But Frodo has spent too long on the heights. He has experienced and suffered too much, and the wisdom he’s gained has fundamentally changed him.
And all of that is contained in his name. Froda carries a sense of wisdom, but it’s a wisdom that only comes at the cost of suffering. There’s an inherent melancholy in the name that fits the character perfectly.
Character(s): Negan x Reader x Simon (pre-apocalypse) Summary: Negan and Simon see you having coffee with one of your classmates. Word Count: 7,618 Warning: SMUT!!! (Angry sex, masturbation, voyeurism, and dirty talk) Author’s Note: Man, oh man. I am having so much fun writing this. I hope everyone that is reading this is enjoying it just as much as I am writing it!! Enjoy!!! :)
After a week of non-stop working
at both bars, it was finally your day off. Negan and Simon made your second job
much easier and you quickly learned all the drinks at Simon’s bar. Business was
booming in both businesses and it seemed like the ongoing feud between Chris
and Simon was slowly dissipating.
You managed to sleep in until
ten-thirty in the morning. As usual, you reached for your phone to look through
your emails and unread text messages. Your classmate in one of your classes had
sent a message to meet up later today for a cup of coffee. You agreed.
Though, as you continued to read
through your messages, you noticed the group chat that you shared with Negan
and Simon. It seemed like both men had sent pictures to you. You giggled,
simply because Negan and Simon taking photos of their breakfast was a bit
Negan: Breakfast is
fucking served. Simon: Omelette? That’s
what you made? Negan: What the fuck did
you make then? Simon: [picture message
sent] Negan: Pancakes? What the
fuck? Who do you think you are? Gordon Ramsay? Simon: A woman loves a
man who can cook. Negan: I can fucking
You laughed quietly, deciding to
send both men a photo of you lying in your bed. You were lying on your side, a
pillow covering half of your face and the blanket up to your shoulders.
Awaiting their reply, you decided to stretch your limbs before climbing out of
bed to make yourself a cup of coffee.