#!regras

[generalllimaginesss]

I would like to apologize for the amount of time this took to write lmao. I couldn’t find a good stopping point and got overwhelmed with how I would finish this part, but at least there will be a part 4 in the foreseeable future. I’m working on some headcannons for Hattie so we can get to know her a bit more!

Thanks for reading!!

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No Expectations

“Jack, I need your moral support. Please come here now,” Hatton’s hands threatened to begin sweating with the amount of anxiety that was coursing through her body. She had her MacBook out, the cursor hovering above the attachment that Trevor had sent her. She didn’t know why she was so nervous, but she knew that Jack would bring her back to earth.

“Sure, Hattie. Let me drop everything I’m doing and come at your beckon call. There’s literally nothing more in the entire world that I would want to do right now,” Sarcasm laced Jack’s words.

“Attitude Mister. Check it now,” Hatton quickly brought it to his attention.

“Sorry, I’m just trying to make sure I have everything packed to go back to Jersey. Luke is coming over tonight and I want to check his stuff and make sure he’s ready to go. When do I need to come over?” Jack was rustling through some papers as he held his phone to his ear with his shoulder.

“Now?” Hatton put her innocent voice on, knowing Jack could never say no to her.

“Hattie, you better be glad that you’re my best friend in the world,” Jack sighed as he laid the papers down.

“Thank you, Jacky boy,” Hatton smiled.

About 20 minutes passed when she heard the front door open and close, followed by footsteps that skipped up the stairs. Jack pushed open Hatton’s door and plopped down beside her on the bed.

“What’s up,” he asked, pulling out his phone to keep him occupied.

“Trevor sent me a PowerPoint on why he would be a good boyfriend. I don’t know why I’m nervous, but I am and I need your company here,” Hatton explained as she fiddled with the rings on her hand.

“You couldn’t just FaceTime me with this?” Jack groaned. This whole ordeal gave Jack flashbacks of their middle school days of romance.

“Jack, this is my future we’re talking about. What if he’s the one? What if I say yes to be his girlfriend? What if we get married and have kids and finally get a happily ever after?” Hatton was serious, but Jack was trying not to laugh.

“You realize, like, 2 months ago you didn’t like him…” Jack smirked, but was met with an unamused look from Hatton.

“3, 2, 1,” Hatton took a deep breath and clicked the attachment. She clicked the ‘present’ button and began to read the slides.

“Ok, I actually want to see these,” Jack admitted as he scooted closer to Hatton and read the slides.

“I will buy you flowers when you least expect it,” Hatton laughed, “Because that’s boyfriend material.”

“I have a dog?” Hatton was getting upset. She wanted him to take this seriously, but he’s giving her these lame reasons? Actually, the dog isn’t lame, but basing an entire relationship on one is.

“Uh oh, here’s the mushy ones,” Jack announced as he clicked to the next slide.

Hatton’s eyes scanned the slide.

“Every time I look at you it gets harder to breathe. You’re quite literally breathtaking and I’ll remind you that every single day,” Hatton could feel the heat in her cheeks rise.

“That’s gross,” Jack fake gagged, but stopped when Hatton gave him a look.

“Every time your name pops up on my phone (which isn’t much, but still…) my heart races a little,” Hatton began sporting a smile.

“I know that Jack Hughes will always be by your side (hi buddy) and that would be the closest I could get to be his brother. I’ve already asked Quinn to marry me and he told me to fuck off,” The slide caused a rupture of laughter that filled the entire room.

“He’s got a point,” Jack chuckled.

“Every time I picture my future, at least for the last 3 years until now, I always picture you in it. I’d like you to be more than a friend, and I’d love for you to give me a chance to prove that I can love you the way you deserve,” Hatton couldn’t shake the smile off of her face even if she wanted to.

“I would’ve bullied him in high school for this,” Jack shook his head and leaned back into the pillows, pulling his phone out to go through his Snapchat.

A link on the last slide caught Hatton’s attention, but she managed to read the text that sat above it.

“Here’s a plane ticket. If I convinced you to allow me to be your boyfriend, I’d love to see you and keep explaining how I can be your boyfriend while being thousands of miles away,” Jack squealed as he watched Hatton open the link to the plane tickets.

Sure enough, there was a ticket for first class from Detroit to Anaheim that was a week away.

Jack kept glancing between the ticket and Hatton while she just sat there staring at the computer screen.

“It’s not going to disappear if you look away you know,” Jack poked her in her side, resulting in an elbow to his stomach.

“I don’t know what to do. I mean, I guess I could skip school for the week. I could do my assignments online,” Hatton wasn’t talking to Jack in particular, but more so thinking out loud. Jack didn’t seem to pick up on that memo though.

“I’m no genius by any means, but it sounds like you do know what to do,” Jack raised his eyebrows at the girl sitting beside him. She couldn’t be annoyed with Jack because he was right. She wanted to jump on that flight. Hell, she’d probably jump on a flight sooner if possible, but she didn’t want to begin this relationship with being so spontaneous.

“When do you leave for Jersey?” Hatton turned to face Jack, quickly changing the subject, but eager to know the answer.

“Um, 6 in the morning,” He scratched the back of his neck, preparing for a lecture of why he should’ve told her he was leaving sooner.

“Jack Hughes, what the hell?!” She pushed at him, hoping to push him off the bed, but he barely budged.

“I probably would’ve told you sooner….actually I shouldn’t lie I probably wouldn’t have. In my defense, I did tell you I was busy before I got here,” he pointed out, but it didn’t fix Hatton’s frustration.

“Yeah, but you failed to mention that you’ll be leaving in less than 24 hours, dumbass,” she thumped him on his ears, eliciting a wince from him.

“I was going to come over tonight to tell you bye,” he grumbled, but Hatton just rolled her eyes.

“I’m FaceTiming you when I get there,” Hatton announced.

“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” he patted her leg as he began to stand up.

“Wanna come help me finish packing?” He knew she wouldn’t say no to his request.

“I guess I could,” Hatton played as if it was even a thought that she wouldn’t.

Because he was leaving in the morning, they took separate vehicles back to his house, so Hatton just planned on spending the night, wanting to spend as much time with her best friend as possible before hockey stole him back.

….

The next week passed painfully slow as Hatton had said goodbye to all of her boys. She had friends that were girls, but none that she trusted as much as Jack, Turcs, Cole, or Quinn. Maybe Trevor, too.

The boys just made life interesting. They weren’t full of drama, and everyday was some sort of adventure. She missed them a lot when they were gone, so to think that she would get to see Trevor, and possibly Alex, gave her something to look forward to.

She appreciated the gesture of the plane ticket from Trevor, but what the hell was he thinking with a 7:00 am flight? There was an hour drive from her to the airport, and she had to be there at least 2 hours prior so that she wouldn’t be an anxious mess. And that leads her to now, lugging her bag from her room to her car and making the drive to Detroit.

The drive wasn’t terrible, but Hatton had to stop for coffee so that she wouldn’t fall asleep behind the wheel. The traffic was steadily getting worse as she made her way to the airport parking, though. She went through TSA and checked her bag groggily, the sleep not too distant from the night before.

Once Hatton was awake enough to be aware of her surroundings, she knew she wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep, even if the flight was four and a half hours. A shaken espresso from Starbucks would do the trick to give her enough energy to get through the travel day without catching an attitude with somebody.

After grabbing her coffee and finding a corner to read one of her books, the intercom finally came on, announcing that her flight was boarding first class. She grabbed her backpack and book and made her way to her seat next to the window.

The book she was reading seemed to speed up the flight, the one and only time she glanced at her watch and there was only an hour left until they landed. She spent the last hour watching outside of the window, taking a few pictures, and just thinking about what this next week could lead to.

That was great, until she thought about the fact that she hadn’t even talked to Trevor to let him know she was coming. She couldn’t text him, so she just had to wait until the plane landed, mentally kicking herself for forgetting such a major detail for the day.

The plane landed and everybody deboarded. Hatton quickly grabbed her suitcase from the baggage claim and tried to find a place outside to make a quick call to Trevor.

As she pressed his number to call him, she heard a phone ringing behind her. Confusion swept over her as she turned around to see the tan skinned, wind-swept hair that Trevor wore so well. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes and smile when he smirked at her.

“Let me guess…Jack?” She knew that Jack couldn’t keep his fat mouth shut even if he wanted to, but for once it turned out in her favor.

“Did you really think he wouldn’t tell me that you were coming? Which brings me to my next question, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” He grabbed the suitcase from her and walked her to where his car was parked, all the while taking in how she could possibly be as beautiful as she was right now after traveling all day.

“I’ll be honest, I completely forgot to. I don’t really have a good excuse,” She admitted. She placed her backpack into his backseat, but Trevor wouldn’t let her grab the door to get into the front because he had to.

“Thank you,” Hatton smiled up at him and waited for him to get in so they could drive away.

The drive wasn’t long, mostly filled with a few road rage moments for Trevor along with small talk to fill the silence. They pulled up to the house that Trevor called home. He wished that Hatton had come a year ago, that way she could’ve experienced life with him and Jamie, but he was sure his friend would make an appearance at some point while Hatton was here.

“Wow, you’re house is really pretty,” Hatton commented while unbuckling and grabbing her backpack from the backseat. Trevor grabbed her suitcase and they made their way inside.

Trevor smiled, a blush rising onto his cheeks, as he shrugged his shoulders.

“I have a couple of extra rooms that you can choose from. You could always just room with me, though,” he smirked and threw her a wink.

“And there’s the Trevor I know,” Hatton chuckled as Trevor began to show her around the house. A part of her wanted to just stay in the same room as Trevor, but she’d be here for a week, so they would have plenty of time to make rooming changes if need be.

Trevor let Hatton unpack by herself, giving her some time to decompress on her own from traveling all day. He had planned for the first day to be less action packed so that the two would be rested for his game day tomorrow.

“Okay, I think I’m unpacked,” Hatton breathed a sigh of relief and plopped down on his couch, momentarily closing her eyes as she was realizing that it would just be him and her sleeping here for the entire week. It was never just the two of them, there was always somebody else with them, even if it was just Jack.

“So, I have some pretty cool things planned for the week, but I figured we take it easy today…that ok?” Trevor plopped down in a recliner beside the couch.

“Yeah, sounds good,” Hatton kicked her shoes off and tucked her feet beneath her, making herself more comfortable.

“Um, I know this conversation is just going to be awkward no matter when we have it, but seeing as you’re hear you saw my reasons why I think we could work out,” Trevor watched as Hatton nodded her head, urging him to continue with the conversation.

“Yeah, speaking of, where’s your dog?”

“He’s getting a bath. We can go pick him up in a little while. Back to what I was saying....I just feel like I need to say some things in person so we can just completely clear the air about how we feel about each other,” Trevor was just going to rip the bandaid off and get everything out of his system. He's had ample time to think about what to say to Hatton, but none of it sounded good enough now that she was sitting so close to him, just the two of them. He let his heart go on autopilot, deciding that may be the best way to go about this.

“You obviously know I like you. Like a lot. But, um," Trevor stuttered as he rubbed his arm, subconciously trying to ease the anxiety that seemed to peak when he tried to take about his feelings. That was something about Trevor that only a select few knew; Trevor loved attention, but he avoided showing his true feelings at all costs. He would rather just make everybody around him smile or laugh than let them in on how he feels.

"Hattie, you mean the world to me. You meant the world to me when I knew you couldn't stand me, and you mean the world to me now that you've traveled this far and you're sitting right here," The words were flowing from his mouth, reaching Hatton and wrapping around her heart like a ribbon on a gift.

Hatton could feel her cheeks go rosy, not caring if Trevor noticed or not. She listened to each word that left his lips as if they were a raft that could save her from drowning from confusion. Because that's what Hatton felt most of the time: confused. Why did he feel like this towards her? Could she really let herself be in a relationship with him? Let him see the most vulnerable parts of her that very few were lucky enough to know about?

"You told me I needed to figure out how to make a long distance relationship work, so that's what I've been doing. I've talked to some buddies that have been in a long distance relationship and they gave me some words of advice. Long distance can't, and won't, work if we both don't work on it. I can tell you when I'm free from practice and games so that we could FaceTime or text or something. I'm willing to pay for your travel when you come here, and I swear I will make time each month to come see you as well. Even if it's for short periods of time. I really want this with you. More than anything, more than the fucking Stanley Cup, Hatton," Trevor chuckled, but he was completely serious. If hockey didn't pay his bills, then he'd drop everything to be with her.

"You must want me lot," Hatton grinned, teasing him.

"You have no idea," Trevor sighed, returning her grin.

"Ok. You have to ask me to be your girlfriend, though," Hatton's upside down smile was plastered on her face as she watched Zegras process what she just said.

"Wha- so that's a yes?" He could hardly form words because of the excitement that was running rampant in his head. His heart was working overtime.

"Did you ask me?" Hatton raised her eyebrows inquisitively, waiting for him to ask her the question that would start their future.

"Hatton Carlisle, would you do the absolute honor of being my beautiful, loving, caring girlfriend," Trevor was being a bit dramatic, but he didn't care because it made Hatton giggle.

"I would love to, Trevor Zegras," Hatton smiled.

Trevor got up from the recliner he was in and walked the two steps it took to get to Hatton. He cupped her face in his hands, taking a few seconds to take in her features, and placed a passionate kiss on her lips. The kiss saying everything that Trevor might have left out when previously discussing his feelings for Hattie. Hatton's fingers immediately grasped for his hair, slightly pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Trevor took this as an opportunity to place himself between her legs, supporting his weight by placing one hand on the arm of the couch while the other was still cupping her cheek, his thumb caressing her smooth, rosy pink cheek.

Before things went too far, Trevor broke the kiss.

"We've got all week to show each other how much we like each other. We've got about 30 minutes to go pick up Louis," He chuckled, tucking a piece of Hatton's hair behind her ear.

The two loaded up into Trevor's car to go pick up Louis.

All that Hatton could think about was that Trevor wasn't just the annoying third wheel of her's and Jack's friendship anymore. He wasn't the one that pushed her buttons constantly, or made her question her sanity. He was her boyfriend.

Her phone ringing interrupted the comfortable silence in the car. Of course it was Jack.

"Bitch, did you not tell me you would call me when you got to Anaheim? I can't exactly help you when your literally on the other side of the country from me," Jack was yelling from somewhere off screen, but there was no way Trevor and Hatton couldn't hear him. His voice echoed all throughout his apartment.

"Sorry, bud. We've got some exciting news though," Hatton smiled.

As soon as she said that, Jack's face popped up on the phone, "Is my boyfriend there?"

"You mean my boyfriend?" Hatton smiled, knowing that Jack would have something to say about her statement.

"No fucking way..." Jack wore a grin as big as the sky, giving the Cheshire Cat a run for his money, "Let me see our boyfriend!"

"Jacky! My man, what's going on?" Trevor glanced at the phone before returning his attention on the road.

"It's about time. I'm telling Cole and Alex," And with that he hung up.

The two laughed, Trevor interlocking their hands. He couldn't believe that she actually agreed to be his girlfriend. It felt surreal, 3 years of pining after her and it all paid off.

"I'm glad you're here, Hatton," Trevor smiled.

"I'm glad I'm here too, Z," She gave his hand a squeeze. This week just might be one of the best weeks of their lives so far.

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That night Hatton decided to sleep in a bed by herself, not quite comfortable with being completely vulnerable with Trevor quite yet. She tossed and turned all night long, replaying the day in her head over and over again. The sudden feelings she had developed for Trevor scared her, quite honestly. If she was capable of falling that hard that quickly, how much more control over her could Trevor have?

Before she knew it, the sun was peeking through a tiny sliver of the blackout curtains in her room. Like usual, there was no way she would be able to go back to sleep now. Her natural timer prohibited it. It made her feel a little better though when she heard a door open and the pitter patter of paws, followed along with what had to be Trevor's footsteps. She could hear him disarm the alarm system and open the back door.

Hatton decided that it would probably be rude of her to stay in bed all morning, so she stretched, tossing the covers off of her in the process. She put on a bra and brushed her teeth, but didn't bother doing anything else this early in the morning. If Trevor, for some odd reason, expected her to look like a model, he could suck it.

She put on a pair of slippers and made her way to the living room, quickly spotting Trevor sitting in one of the Adirondack chairs that circled a fire pit on the back porch, playing on his phone as Louis inspected the perimeter of the yard.

Before Hatton could even open the door, Louis somehow spotted her and began barking. Trevor quickly apologized as he picked him up and opened the back door for her.

"He's not aggressive, but he'll let me know when someone's here," Trevor chuckled as he scratched the dog behind the ears.

"No worries! When you're as cute as him you can get away with anything," Hatton gave the dog a pat on the head as she made herself comfortable on the couch that sat across from the chair that Trevor had previously been sitting in.

"Do you happen to have a coffee maker?" Hatton desperately needed caffeine. Now that she thought about it, she might have a caffeine addiction.

"I do not, actually. Jamie took it in the divorce," Trevor managed to say with a straight face, but furrowed eyebrows from Hatton gave away her confusion.

"Divorce?"

"Yeah, he moved out and had the balls to move down the street. He can be a bitch, but he's no threat to you," Trevor said so nonchalantly that Hatton couldn't tell if it was a joke or not.

"That's nice to know..." Hatton trailed off. The two sat enjoying the peace that the early morning exuded, watching Louis be Louis and occasionally mentioning something insignificant. A chill washed over Hatton, goosebumps quickly rising.

"So, I have a preseason game tonight, as you probably know. The game isn't until 5, but I do have a practice this morning if you want to tag along...," Trevor explained, hoping Hatton would want to come to the stadium.

"And what's in it for me?" Hatton was obviously going to support Trevor, but was it really Hatton if she didn't make him work for it?

"Well, that depends on what you're thinking of...if you want to go out to eat, there's plenty of places that will be open after the game. If you want to do something, Disney is literally like 5 minutes away and I have an off day tomorrow. If you're thinking a little alone time..." Trevor wiggled his eyebrows, but he was completely joking, unless Hatton wasn't. In that case he would definitely keep the offer on the table.

"Z, what if I actually said yes to the last option. What would you do?" Hatton chuckled as she spoke.

"Probably think somebody kidnapped the real Hattie and replaced her with whatever is sitting right here," Trevor rubbed the bottom of his chin, pretending to think about what he was saying.

"Disney tomorrow would be amazing," Hatton didn't even have to think about it. She adored Disney, the smell, the rides, it was one of her favorite things. She couldn't wait.

The two made their way inside to get dressed for the day, but not before a knock at Trevor's front door elicited a howl from Louis.

"I got it," Trevor announced, leaving Hatton alone in the kitchen while she poured a bowl of Lucky Charms.

She could hear somebody come through the front door, heading to the kitchen. Hattie could tell that Trevor was quietly chewing out whoever it was that he let in, but she couldn't quite make out what he was saying exactly.

"Trevor shut the fuck up. You never used this damn Keurig, anyway," A dark-haired, fair-skinned guy sat a black Keurig down on the counter adjacent to Hatton, not noticing there was a girl right next to him.

"Why do you even need-" As soon as the guy turned and caught a glimpse of Hatton, he knew exactly why Trevor blew his phone up asking about the stupid coffee maker.

"I think I might know who you are," Jamie sent an innocent smirk to the girl across from him.

"I think I might know who you are as well," Hatton giggled, connecting the dots as to the whole "divorce" thing that Trevor had mentioned.

"You must be the infamous Hattie. Trevor hasn't shut up about you for as long as I've known him," Jamie winked, chuckling when he saw Trevor giving him a death glare.

"You must be Trevor's ex in...some capacity. You didn't have to bring the coffee maker back. I could've run through Starbucks or Dunkin," Hatton rolled her eyes as she made eye contact with Trevor. He, in turn, shrugged his shoulders.

"It's no problem, I'll just make my morning coffee here and then we can carpool," Jamie popped in a coffee pod and started it for you.

"So how did Trevor mange to get you here? I thought you didn't like him..." Jamie waited patiently as the coffee poured into the mug he had placed underneath.

"She's my girlfriend now," Trevor interjected, immediately sending Hattie the biggest grin he could manage. He would never get tired of telling people that. He had worked hard to earn that title.

"Willingly? I don't normally judge people, but I'm judging a little bit," Jamie widened his eyes jokingly, causing Hatton to chuckle. He passed her the cup of coffee and began to make his.

"You know, I kinda feel the same way. He's a weirdo, but he's very convincing," Hatton could feel Trevor staring at her, but she just watched Jamie as he smiled.

"Yeah…you know I'm right here?" Trevor spoke up.

"Yeah, we know," Jamie nonchalantly said as he sipped his coffee.

Trevor rolled his eyes as he walked away towards his room to change into his outfit for the day, Hatton filing to her room shortly after to do the same.

As she ruffled through the articles of clothing that hung in the closet, she smiled. She was going into this week with an open mind and heart. No expectations, just experiences.

She was eager to see it all unfold.

[versosespontaneos]

A anarquia reflete o desejo de ser quem quisermos ser, às vezes confundindo nossas inseguranças e medos com desejos. Viver no caos cria a segurança de que nada é certo e de que o mundo é livre. Errado: liberdade é uma convenção social. Ao quebrar normas sociais, vamos contra a sociedade. Sem regras, não existe liberdade, apenas anarquia.

— Versos Espontâneos

[kamiraaah]

Hello Hi hallo!

Sooo, I had a thought and, as a fellow brazilian, I'd like to share my suffering with you;

IMAGINE

Brazilian Yuu...

Doesn't understand a single thing the guys are saying (let's say they all naturally speak Japanese but a different version, a Twisted Wonderland Version this is a bit confusing-), bc they only speak portuguese/english;

Uses a special hearing aids with magic that automatically translates what someone is saying to their language/Also uses special glasses for when writing or reading something in Japanese;

Constantly complains about the lack of brazilian food, starts to cook for the other guys (Starts making some food in the Mostro Lounge to get money, everybody loves it, brazilian food on top)

Brazilian Yuu who is constantly causing chaos in the school, like those high school memes:

(Essa ultima, certeza q o Azul q faria)

Anyway, that's all, sorry for rambling, buh Byeeee :DD

HIIIII!!!! HOW ARE YOU DOING???? 👉👈 Hope you having a great day 💕 here, some love for you~

YOU!!!! ARE!!!! A GENIUS!!!!!! 🤌🤌 AND NOW I HAVE TO MAKE A BRAZILAN YUU!!!! (Or a couple of them..... HEHEHEHEHE)

Não consigo não pensar no YuuBR o maior causador de problemas ou barracos na escola.... As possibilidades... elas são.... infinitas 👁👄👁

E COM CERTEZA O AZUL FARIA ALGO SIMILAR A ULTIMA IMAGEM SJNSJSNSN

Love your ideas, you're always welcome to share anything EVEN your suffering (let's suffer together, ninguém solta a mão de ninguém 🤝)

Senhor essas imagens me trouxeram lembranças de guerra da minha época na escola AJBDJSJSJS sdds do dia do troca e das festas juninas 😭

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[luvhughes43]

guts - an OR masterlist🦋

luvhughes43 masterlist💜

all-american b!tch | hughes!sister

summary: hughes!sister dealing with the success of her brothers, online hate, and her feelings of having to be strong all the time.

note: some luca fantilli x reader

vampire | trevor zegras

summary:

lacy | jamie drysdale

summary:

making the bed | quinn hughes

summary:

bad idea right? | jack hughes x reader

summary: hooking up with your ex boyfriend even though you know, deep down, that its probably a bad idea

[mirukimary]

Sketch of brazillian Miku from my lands of the south~

[yutassimp]

【Ｉｎｔｒｏ】

Olá :D

Talvez a maioria de vocês me conheça pelo meu blog do BTS, e se for mesmo o caso oi de novo amorzinho rs, mas para quem não me conhece ainda eu sou a Maka!

Fiz esse blog aqui para poder escrever sobre grupos além do Bangtan, mas deixar separado por questões de organização própria mesmo (lá já escrevo sobre eles há muito tempo e não quero misturar, sou perfeccionista demais pra isso). Não vou abandonar lá, é óbvio, ainda estou seguindo minha lista de pedidos inacabavel, mas também sinto muita vontade de escrever sobre outros grupos dos quais sou stan então cá estamos nós!

𝔾𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕠𝕤:

Seventeen (♡)

Tomorrow X Togheter (♡)

P1harmony (não escrevo smut com o Soul e o Seob !!) (♡)

Ateez (♡)

NCT127 (♡)

NCT Dream

WAYV

Monsta X (♡)

Riize (não escrevo smut com o Anton !!)

Stray Kids

Enhypen (não escrevo smut com o Jungwon e o Niki !!)

Mamamoo

Black Pink

(G)I-dle

Além dos grupos posso também escrever sobre essas duas bandas:

The Rose (♡)

Xdinary Heroes

Observações:

~ Caso tenha mais algum artista que não esteja na lista, me pergunte, talvez eu tenha apenas esquecido mesmo (caso contrario eu lhe aviso que não o conheço o suficiente ^-^)

~ Os meus grupos UTTS estão marcados com (♡), então a qualidade dos posts para estes provavelmente será melhor por eu conhecer os membros melhor!!

~ Eu não escrevo smut com integrantes que são mais novos que eu por não me sentir confortável fazendo isso, mesmo que já sejam maiores de idade :)

𝕋𝕚𝕡𝕠𝕤 𝕕𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥:

Reactions (podem ser mais curtas ou mais desenvolvidas)

Scenarios (feita em tópicos)

Imagines (mais longos e desenvolvidos)

Fake chats (mensagens de texto)

Domestic!grupo escolhido (pequenos imagines de cenários do cotidiano)

Observações:

~ Caso tenha mais algum tipo de post que não esteja aqui, pode me mandar, e eu farei o meu melhor para cumpri-lo!

~ Ás vezes eu posso acabar mudando o tipo do post caso o tema que pedir não se encaixe bem, sinto muito por isso, mas é para não ficar ruim!

𝓡𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓼 𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼:

▪︎ Por favor, seja respeitose !! ~ Eu escrevo tudo aqui de coração, e por hobbie! Então se puder mandar os pedidos de forma educada, é também ser compreensível com minhas possíveis demoras para post, eh agradeço!

▪︎ Alguns temas eu não irei escrever sobre, por não me sentir bem !! ~ Alguns deles são traição, abuso sexual, violência doméstica, entre outros; também posso sempre não aceitar pedidos por não me agradar com o tema!

▪︎ Sempre que possível, especifique o gênero que gostaria que fosse escrito (feminino/masculino/neutro) !! ~ Caso não o faça eu irei escolher o que eu desejar k

Isso é tudo!! Espero que goste dos posts, e se for necessário, não hesite em me mandar mensagem!

[letsgetrowdy43]

hey!! i absolutely love your writing so much! congrats on your milestone! can i please request "I think we need an adult, but a better one than all of us." with trevor?

Baby fever

Thank you sm!!!! After I wrote this I realized that the prompt was from the funny list (I let the baby fever get the best of me and went fluff) but if you want me to rewrite it lmk

“How hard could it be” were the only words that Trevor had said when his girlfriend had offered to babysit their niece for a single night so the new parents could go out and get a full night's sleep in a fancy hotel for their anniversary. But the six-month-old had surely proven him wrong, the statement biting him in the ass as the baby started fussing again at around three in the morning.

“She’s crying again,” he groaned, his voice hushed with the remnants of sleep coating his tone. “I’m very aware trev,” she said bitterly sitting up slightly, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes before placing a kiss on her temple and removing the warm covers from his body. “I’ve got her, you go back to sleep ”

He stretched slightly before walking towards the door to the nursery, loud cries could be heard from the room as he got closer. The tiny baby was laying on her back, fussing as he picked her up, his hand supporting her neck as he held her against his chest.

“What’s got you all worked up sweets?” He whispered to her as he made his way to the kitchen to fix her up a bottle, “you’ve got a set of lungs on you for this hour of the night” he laughed as she place her head in the crook of his neck, the crying continuing as she squirmed in his hold.

She wouldn’t take the bottle, she didn’t need to be changed, he was so lost on what the problem could be. He now stood in the living room bouncing her in his arms, the beginnings of a headache creeping up on him as she continued to cry.

“Is she still fussy?” his lovely girlfriend said, appearing from the hallway and taking the baby from his hands and cradling her to her chest. “Your turn, listening to her cry is gonna make me cry” he mumbled as they sat down next to each other on the couch, his hand resting on her thigh as he placed a soft kiss on her shoulder.

Minus the full-force screaming, seeing you interact with the baby was low-key giving him baby fever. A smile on his face as his free hand brushed the few strands of hair on their niece's head.

“I think we need an adult, but a better one than us” she mumbled, the tears still aggressive as ever. He got up off the couch and searched for his phone, knowing the perfect person to call. “Should I call my mom? She’d be awake by now, she’d know what to do” he said dialling the number and putting it up to his ear.

Trevor’s mom worked wonders, Trevor handed the phone off to the girl holding the baby as she walked back into the nursery in hopes of settling the little one.

Ten minutes later Trevor was back in bed, feigning a hug as he waited silently for her to enter the bedroom again. “She finally went back down,” the woman mused and crawled in next to Trevor, “remind me to call your mom tomorrow to thank you” “I seriously don’t know how those two do it every night,” he said finally closing his eyes and wrapping his arm around her to pull her in closer to his chest.

"Remind me to call your mom in the morning, that woman works wonders” she mumbled as she got comfortable under the covers, “We're gonna be good parents when we have one of our own” The image of Trev holding the tiny baby in his arms replaying in her mind as she yawned. “After tonight I'm hoping to wait a bit longer” he mumbled making her nod.

[apavorantes]

OPEN STARTER ✦ no pavilhão.

“O destino do mundo, do Olimpo e do Acampamento.” Recitou Bishop, em tom debochado, enquanto cutucava sem empolgação alguma o almoço à sua frente com o garfo. Era a manhã após o anúncio de Zeus (através de Rachel Elizabeth Dare, que talvez fosse uma das maiores coitadas do Acampamento naquele momento), e o retorno dos deuses, um alívio para alguns, era para Bishop uma confirmação do que vinha repetindo há anos. “Eles somem por semanas e, quando aparecem, é para jogar os problemas deles em cima da gente. Eles são os deuses, mas o destino do mundo depende de nós? De novo? É só para isso que eles fazem mais filhos mesmo, né? Para resolver os problemas deles por eles.” Resmungou ela, obrigando a pobre alma ao seu lado a escutar suas lamentações. “Tem como ser mais patético que isso?”

[jellybeeans]

Melhor cena de The Untamed. Sem comparação. Lan Zhan bebô >>>>>>>

[sindiconfissoes]

tinha uma amiga terrível (manipuladora e abusiva) só que ao invés de terminar a amizade eu tentei fazer ela ter um transtorno alimentar pq eu também tinha

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[feegless]

Vanessa Giácomo in A Regra do Jogo episode 57

[versegallery]

ㅤㅤ‹ oi, seja muito bem-vindx a minha galeria, meu nome é maya mas pode me chamar de versening ou may, criei esse perfil pelo hobbie então ñ fique triste se a sua ask demorar a ser respondida

ㅤㅤ‹ se você usar ou reblogar algo da minha galeria, por favor, dê os créditos e um coraçãozinho para ajudar a paiacinha aqui, credite como cr. versegallery ou stargirl

𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗼: sim, eu faço icons de todos os tipos, menos os que tenham imagens adultas ou com conteúdos estranhos e duvidosos

𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀: spirit | spotify | carrd

[kamiraaah]

Ent todo mundo concorda que Bucchi vem da mãe do Ruggie né? /hj

NÃO MAS SÉRIO AGORA pra mim faz sentido (além de eu querer q seja assim pq eu odeio o pai do Ruggie por ter abandonado ele) pq não são as hienas fêmeas que estão no topo da hierarquia? Pô na minha cabeça faz sentido os Beastmen da espécie hiena adotarem o nome das mulheres do que dos homens

EU NÃO TO LOUCA

Não só podemos aceitar como é canon confia (fonte: não foi preciso)

EU JÁ ESTOU LIDANDO COMO OFICIAL QUE O SOBRENOME BUCCHI VEM DA MÃE E NADA VAI ME FAZER MUDAR DE IDEIAAAAAA

Eu acho que dificilmente o Ruggie iria carregar o sobrenome do homem que abandonou a familia dele, e eu acho IMPOSSÍVEL que a avó iria permitir que neto tivesse outro sobrenome além do da mãe

E sim as hyenas tem toda uma hierarquia! (Se eu não estiver errada faz tempo que eu li sobre isso), se não me engano, tem todo um esquema de quem lidera, quem se alimenta primeiro, muitos detalhes interessantes! Então por essa lógica, faz MUITO SENTIDO os Beastmen das hienas herdar os sobrenomes das mães!! (não só das hienas mas em geral)

[literaturacomcafe]

De forma alguma você é apenas o que já conhece. Você também é tudo o que poderia conhecer, se quisesse. Assim, você nunca deveria sacrificar o que poderia ser pelo que você é. Você nunca deveria abrir mão do melhor que há dentro de você pela segurança do que já tem.

— 12 regras para a vida

[xolilith]

Clube do Livro Rios de Prosa

Olá! Depois de alguns dias, eu finalmente consegui chegar na decisão de formar um clube do livro! Rios de prosa, como eu carinhosamente nomeei junto com o chatgpt, servirá como um meio a mais de estreitar os laços de amizade e dar asas a troca de ideias e reflexões, por meio da criação de um lugar criativo e respeitoso.

Para isso, foi estabelecido algumas regras que eu gostaria que todos que desejam participar ficassem cientes:

1. Respeito entre os participantes.

2. Ser maior de idade.

3. Os encontros ocorrerão pelo Google Meet, onde eu pretendo deixar registrado todas as reuniões.

4. Ser comprometido com os encontros, bem como com a leitura da obra, visto que o principal objetivo é discutir e trocar ideias acerca do conteúdo.

5. Os encontros ocorrerão uma (1) vez por mês, aos domingos, das 19:30 às 20:30.

6. O número de páginas a ser lido antes de cada encontro será decidido previamente.

7. O clube terá um limite de apenas dez (10) participantes. Eu sei que parece pouco, mas eu creio que torna mais organizado com poucas pessoas. Eu espero que todos possam comentar sobre o livro e acho que isso não daria certo se fossem tantas pessoas. Se a ideia der certo, e muitas pessoas ainda quiserem fazer parte, nós podemos criar esse hábito e posteriormente formar outras "turmas", com outros livros 😀.

8. Na terça-feira (6 de agosto de 2024), eu vou postar um formulário online pra quem quiser participar se inscrever, lembrando que são só 10 vagas.

9. Amanhã (05 de agosto de 2024), eu irei postar aqui no tumblr a lista de livros possíveis para o clube, com suas respectivas sinopses, para decidimos democraticamente numa votação qual vai ser o livro.

É isso, queridos, eu ficarei feliz em "receber" vocês! Beijinho!