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She doesn't exacktly fit in with the other people her age, she enjoys darker colours and the misunerstood things like black cats, her favourite animal !!She's not exackly a goth more of a mix of ligth goth and downtown girl, and eventhough she looks like a badass shes actually just a a soft little one dressed in her big girl outfits


People assume that, just because she wears dark clothes , menas that she's a dominant person but she's actually the biggest bottom in the history of bottoms , shes the subbiest sub documented!!
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disclamer: This is how I imagine her to look like, you can of course draw a picture of your own but don't complain in my coment section or inbox !!🪽

She's a rich girl but doesn't parade her money around like some snob!!She smells the way a fresh bath with rose petals and bubbles looks , romantic and refreshing , some might call her spoiled or bratty but the people who actually know her know that she's just a bundle of sunshine born with a golden spoon shoved into her mouth


Some girls shame her for using more than three make up products but she doesn't care .. She loves her make up routine , even if its a little much she looks so cute with and without it..But it deosn't matter how many people complain about her always wearing pink, you'll never catch her not wearing that colour, because it's not just a colour , it's a lifestyle!!

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Loki: *yanks back curtain*
Loki: Have you seen- stop screaming I’ve seen you naked before- have you seen my pillow?


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Jotaro has always had a big heart. He just hides it with his nonchalant aloof attitude.
i'm noticing more and more cute things this watchthrough of part 4. jotaro took the group to a high quality cafe and they all love the food and ask the wait staff for more, so i'm guessing jotaro was like "get anything you want, don't worry about it" 🥺 even though he most definitely has a pile of student loan debt to worry about (NOT TO MENTION WHILE HE HAS A BABY... well a ?6-year-old? but still a baby idc, two of the most expensive things in the world shdjfjdkjf)
there's that, and then when jotaro clearly cares about how the relationship will go between josuke and joseph. he's always observing them (and sometimes smiling) when josuke makes steps towards connecting with his father.
like i was just talking about how people complain about jotaro's "personality change" in part 4, but he just has so much love in his heart. he clearly loves his family; not just his blood family but his "stand family" (the stand users he has allyship with).
jotaro has a big-ass heart ffs you just have to pay attention omgggg










I need a big beefy man who has a hard exterior but is really just a big softy to hold me and whisper sweet things in my ear and make love to me
If this is you hit me up fr 🙏🫡
First Day Triumph
Summary: Logan picks Laura up from her first day of school, celebrates her good behavior with Pringles, and listens as she excitedly shares about her day and their weekend plans.
(I decided to write a story based on the picture I found on Pinterest 😃)

Logan pulled up to the school, the engine rumbling to a stop. The late afternoon sun bathed the playground in golden light, and Logan scanned the sea of children for the familiar face of his daughter. After a moment, he spotted her: Laura, standing by the gate, clutching her backpack tightly and looking a little overwhelmed.
He climbed out of the truck and made his way over, his heart swelling with pride. Laura’s eyes lit up when she saw him, and she ran toward him with an excited squeal. Logan scooped her up, holding her close as she wrapped her small arms around his neck. Her soft, relieved laughter was like music to his ears.
“How’d it go, kiddo?” Logan asked, his voice warm and affectionate as he set her on his shoulders.
Laura wiggled into a comfortable position, her tiny hands clutching his hair for balance. “It was okay,” she said, her voice a mix of excitement and exhaustion. “I made a drawing for you and I didn’t get in trouble!”
Logan’s heart melted a little more at her words. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small bag of Pringles. “I figured you might like a little reward for being so good.”
Laura’s eyes widened with delight as she took the bag from him. She eagerly opened it, popping a chip into her mouth and crunching happily. “Thank you, Daddy!” she said between bites, her voice muffled by the chip.
Logan chuckled, feeling a wave of happiness at her contentment. “So, tell me about your drawing. What’s it of?”
Laura’s face lit up as she began to describe her creation, her words tumbling out excitedly. “It’s of us at the park, with the big tree and the swings. I want to show you everything I drew!”
Logan grinned, his pride evident. “Sounds amazing. How about we head to the park this weekend, just like you said? We can have a picnic and I’ll bring the crayons so you can draw some more.”
Laura’s laughter rang out, a clear, joyous sound that filled the cab of the truck. “Yes! That sounds perfect!”
As they drove away from the school, Logan felt a deep sense of contentment. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, amber glow over the landscape. Laura’s laughter and the crunch of Pringles were the soundtrack to a perfect end of a day. He glanced up at her, her face flushed with happiness, and knew that these small moments were the ones he cherished the most.
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Hi!!! Can you write something else for dad!Logan with Laura? Maybe something where they meet reader (maybe she works at the library, or she’s a school teacher, or even the waitress at a restaurant, or they run into her at the park) and Laura sees her dad with the woman and instantly KNOWS they click 💕
The Library Smile
Summary:Logan meets a kind librarian, and his daughter Laura quickly senses a connection, urging him to pursue it.
Logan and Laura step into the small, cozy library on a Sunday afternoon, the kind of place where time seems to slow down. Sunlight streams through the high windows, casting golden pools of light on the well-worn carpet. The air is thick with the comforting scent of old pages and coffee from a little café tucked in the back corner.
Logan rarely visits places like this—too quiet, too exposed, too many windows. But he promised Laura an afternoon of peace, and she had insisted on the library. He watches her dart toward the graphic novels, her eyes alight with excitement, and feels a twinge of pride. For someone so young, she’s seen too much, experienced too much—but here, in this sanctuary of stories, she can just be a kid.
As Logan trails after her, trying to stay out of people’s way, he catches sight of you. You’re standing on a small step stool, stretching up to reach a top shelf, a few books in your arms. Your face is bright with concentration, eyes narrowed slightly in focus, and there's a small, unguarded smile on your lips as if the world outside the library walls doesn’t exist.
He watches for a moment longer than he should, something inside him shifting. Your hair falls loose around your face, and when you finally manage to place the book in its rightful spot, you step back down, satisfied. You catch his gaze and offer a warm, friendly smile that makes Logan’s heart do something strange—a little flip he hasn’t felt in years. He nods back, caught off guard, and quickly looks away, but not before you see a hint of something softer in his eyes.
Laura, ever observant, sees it all. She’s young, but she knows her dad better than most. She’s seen his smiles before, but this one is different—it’s small, a little awkward, but real. She watches how he keeps glancing at you, like he’s curious, like he doesn’t quite know what to do with himself in this quiet place.
She tugs at Logan’s sleeve, pulling him out of his thoughts. “Dad,” she whispers, eyes gleaming with mischief, “why don’t you go talk to her?”
Logan frowns, a bit thrown by her directness. “What are you talkin’ about, kid?” he grumbles, though there’s no bite in his words.
“She’s nice,” Laura insists, shrugging as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “And you’re smiling. You don’t smile like that for just anyone.”
Logan looks back at you, a bit embarrassed, but there’s no denying the pull he feels. “Yeah, maybe,” he mutters, trying to play it cool, but Laura sees right through him.
“C’mon,” she urges, nudging him again. “Just ask her something. You always say to be brave, right?”
Logan chuckles softly, realizing he’s been cornered by his own advice. “Alright, kid, alright,” he concedes, ruffling her hair. “But if this goes south, it’s on you.”
Laura just grins, watching him take a deep breath like he’s about to face down a dozen Sentinels, not just talk to a woman in a library. He approaches you, clearing his throat, his hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets.
“Hey,” he says, and his voice comes out a bit rougher than he intended. “Uh, my kid and I… we’re lookin’ for some books. For her, mostly.” He stumbles over his words, not quite sure where to start. “Maybe you could help us find something… good?”
You look up from your stack of books, your smile brightening when you see him standing there, trying hard not to look as awkward as he feels. “Of course! I’d be happy to help,” you reply warmly. “What does she like to read?”
Logan hesitates, scratching the back of his neck, suddenly aware of how little he knows about the details of books. “Uh, she’s into graphic novels,” he says. “And, y’know… adventure stuff. Stuff with a lot of heart.”
You nod, your smile never wavering. “I think I have just the thing.” You lead him to a different section, glancing over your shoulder to see if he’s following. He is, eyes focused on you in a way that makes your cheeks warm.
Laura watches this from behind a nearby bookshelf, trying to look busy flipping through her comics but grinning ear to ear. She notices the way Logan’s stance softens, how his shoulders lose a bit of their usual tension, and how he’s leaning in just slightly, listening to every word you say.
As you hand Logan a book, your fingers brush for just a second. It’s nothing, a small accidental touch, but to him, it feels like a spark. He clears his throat again, this time softer, almost shy. “Thanks,” he says, holding the book, but his eyes are still on you.
“No problem,” you reply, noticing the way he looks at you, as if he’s trying to memorize your face. “It’s nice… seeing a dad and daughter spending time like this.”
Logan’s face softens even more, and there’s a look of vulnerability there, something rare, something you don’t often see in a man like him. “Yeah,” he murmurs, his voice lower, more sincere. “She means the world to me.”
You nod, touched by the honesty in his words. “I can see that,” you say gently. “You’re doing a great job.”
For a moment, there’s a comfortable silence, a quiet understanding that seems to settle between you. Logan feels like he could stay in this moment just a little longer, basking in the warmth of your smile, the softness of your voice.
Laura can’t help but feel a sense of triumph. She doesn’t know exactly what’s happening, but she knows it’s good—better than good. Her dad deserves this, deserves someone who can make him feel human, make him smile.
Logan finally steps back, holding the book you’ve given him like it’s something precious. “Thanks again,” he says, his voice softer, more genuine than before. “Maybe… maybe we’ll see you around?”
You smile, and there’s a hint of something hopeful in your eyes. “I’d like that,” you reply.
As Logan walks back to Laura, she beams up at him. “So?” she asks, trying to sound casual, but failing.
Logan shakes his head, a small smile still on his lips. “So… maybe you were right, kid,” he admits, ruffling her hair. “Maybe.”
Laura grins, feeling like she just won the lottery. “Told you,” she says, satisfied.
And as they leave the library, Logan glances back over his shoulder, one last time, catching your eye again. There’s a small wave, a shared smile, and something new blooming between you—something fragile, but undeniably real.
And for the first time in a long time, Logan feels like maybe, just maybe, there’s room for a little more light in his life.
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