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Tingles and Giggles - Chapter One - Tyler Owens x Reader

Chapter One - Nice Try, Owens

It was the end of the second tornado-chasing season for (Y/n) and the Storm Riders. A couple of years ago a local bar in Oklahoma named the Dust Devil Dive hosted a yearly celebration party for all the storm chasers to relax and share stories from the year's chases. 

Granted, most times it was just your team, a few from Storm Par, another smaller team named Atmosphere Aces, and the Tornado Wranglers. Thankfully when the owners, Kathy and Randy, threw this party they closed the place down to outsiders, which included all of the Tornado Wrangler fans. You and your team got tired of having their fans around constantly just because the leader, if you could call him that, was good-looking and charismatic enough to make any girl who looked at him melt. That man is Tyler Owens. 

While, yes, he is good-looking and a smooth talker, he was also reckless and annoying. There were numerous times you had watched him and Boone drive into the middle of a storm in that old red truck of his and put it in park to then shoot fireworks up into the tornado. You’d have to admit that his bravery and respect for the storm were admirable; driving into the middle of a tornado was not as admirable. 

You smirked to yourself while sitting at the bar while sipping your whiskey and diet coke thinking of all the crazy stunts the Tornado Wranglers have pulled. You turned your barstool slightly to watch the teams intermingle on the dance floor, forgetting about all the turbulence everyone had gone through the last few weeks. 

As Rodney Atkins played throughout the bar, you turned back to the bar and finished your drink hearing everyone sing along at the top of their lungs. 

“If you’re going through hell, keep on going, don’t slow down!” They all sang, “If you’re scared, don’t show it, you might get out ‘fore the devil even knows you’re there!” 

In the corner of your eye, you could see Tyler playing pool with Dexter while trying to teach Ben, a journalist from a city near London. You smirked while watching Ben try to use the cue to hit the white ball on the table which was basically lined up with the seven ball and one of the corner pockets. 

While he took his shot and missed horribly by barely hitting the white ball and almost falling onto the table, you couldn’t help but let out a laugh. That caused Tyler to look up from under his cowboy hat and make eye contact with you. 

For a man you didn’t necessarily enjoy talking with, he sure did something to your brain chemistry. You lifted your new drink and slightly tipped it toward him in a cheers manner. He did the same with his beer bottle, the two of you both took a drink and you turned back to the bar where the bartender was asking if you needed anything else. 

“I’m good, thanks,” you said, placing your glass back on its chintzy bar coaster. You took your phone out of your pocket and scrolled Facebook for a minute or two to catch up on your family's lives that you had been missing for the last few years while out storm chasing. 

“It’s hard for you, too, huh sweetheart?” A voice you knew instantly asked from beside you. 

You glanced over and saw Tyler sitting on the stool while putting his bottle on the bar to signal the bartender for another. 

“I wish I could go back more and- wait. Why am I telling you my sap story of not seeing my family for the last couple of years?” You laughed, putting your phone down and grabbing your drink. 

“Because I’m just another friendly face at the bar?” He said, looking over at you and smiling slightly. 

“I don’t know about friendly, but definitely another face,” you said, stirring your straw around. 

“Ouch, okay, (Y/n)’s in that type of mood tonight,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“I’m in no mood, Tyler,” you stated, “Just stating a fact.” 

“I see how it is,” he chuckled, “And to think I was talking to quite a beautiful face.” 

This statement took you back slightly, you were used to Tyler picking on you and calling you other things like your last name and calling you Salado, which is the town in Texas you’re from that’s about 45 minutes away from Waco, Texas. Salado is a quaint village with what you can call an artistic flair. While your parents were cattle farmers, you did your chores and spent time with a few favorite cows; you also liked going to the heart of the small town and enjoying the artists painting and sculpting in the parks and the numerous bands playing around the town in the little saloons. That’s where you fell in love with music and tried to pursue it as a second job aside from helping out on the farm as that was a full-time job. 

When that fell through, you moved up to Oklahoma to try storm chasing as you had always been in love with storms when you were little. Instead of hiding under the covers or running to your parents, you were at the big picture window in the living room watching the lightning and trees blowing in the wind. 

You were jolted from your thoughts by Tyler nudging your elbow with his. 

“Hmm?” You asked. 

“Dance with me?” He asked, standing up and holding his hand out to you. In the mirror behind the bar, you could see the teams paired up in couples to do their best slow dancing. 

You laughed slightly, “Nice try, Owens.” 

“Please? We’re the only ones not dancing right now,” he said, taking your hand off your glass and pulling you to the dance floor to the tune of ‘Made For You’ by Jake Owen. 

He didn’t give you much of a chance to say no as he pulled you to his chest, his right hand going to your waist and his left finding your hand. You sighed to yourself and put your left on his bicep, which was more muscular feeling than it looked. You figured as long as you were here, you might as well enjoy the dance since the last time you slow danced was with your dad at a friend's wedding. 

You weren’t sure if he was just that intoxicated or if he was fully coherent, but he was rubbing small circles with his thumb on your hip while you both swayed to the music. While your body relaxed you took a deep breath in, smelling the mix of leather, dried rain, an almost musky smell, and a hint of sweat. All of it combined made your heart swoon for this crazy cowboy. 

“Hey (L/n)?” He whispered in your ear, holding his head close to yours. 

“Yeah, Owens?” You whispered back. 

“Think maybe sometime I can take you out?”

You looked up at his blueish green eyes that looked down at you with the most sincere look. 

“Why?” You asked, giggling slightly, “Why would Tyler Owens want to go out with someone like me?”

“Because the girl I’m holding in my arms is the best woman I’ve met in my years of livin’,” he stated, pressing the bridge of his nose to the top of your head. 

“Yeah right, Tyler,” you said, sighing, “Everyone knows you got a thing for Kate.” 

“But she is nothing compared to you,” he said, pulling you closer slightly, “Call me crazy, but I fell in love with you when we first met and I knew I’d have to try and get closer to you somehow. I just hate that it’s taken me this long to finally say somethin.” 

“I guess I don’t believe you?” You said softly, taking in the scent you’ve grown to want more of.

“I mean it, sweetheart,” he said, “It might be, well, I know it’s the beer talkin’, but everything I’m sayin’ is true. You’re one of the smartest and most beautiful girls I’ve seen. And that’s sayin’ a lot since I’ve seen my fair share of gals.” 

“I can’t tell if that last part is an insult or a compliment,” you whispered, Tyler kissing the top of your head softly. 

“Always a compliment when it comes to you, baby girl,” he said, pulling away and twirling you as the song ended and ‘Where the Wild Things Are’ by Luke Combs started. 

You looked back up at him, his eyes looking back at you with happiness sewn in them.

“I suppose one wouldn’t hurt, just no YouTube star Tyler, got it?” You said, walking back to your seat at the bar. You could feel his eyes on you as you walked away. 

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, following you to the bar. 

“You should probably get back to your game of pool before Ben hurts someone,” you giggle, Tyler looking over and seeing Ben almost hit Boone in the gut with the end of the cue. 

“Good call, I’ll be back once we win,” he said while grabbing his beer. 

“If you win,” you state, taking a drink of your now watered-down whiskey coke. 

“Don’t test me, sweetheart,” he mumbled against your head, kissing it before walking back to Dexter and Ben. 

You shook your head and laughed softly. If the tornadoes you chased didn’t do anything to you, this cowboy definitely would. 

Want more? Here's Chapter Two! Masterlist :)

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hello! could I ask for a list of cat breeds(not all, but generic and well-known breeds)? along with their personalities and health issues linked with each breed.

Writing Notes: Cats & their Personalities

Some cat breeds are closely associated with specific behaviors.

Ragdolls - often viewed as relaxed, friendly and affectionate.

Russian Blues - considered more intelligent and reserved.

But a new study published in the journal Scientific Reports is the first academic paper to investigate whether felines actually show breed differences in behavior and how, or even if, these traits are passed down from one generation to the next.

As Nick Carne writes for Cosmos, researchers from the University of Helsinki drew on data detailing around 5,726 cats’ behavior to identify patterns among breeds and gauge heritability.

Overall, the team found that different breeds do in fact behave in different ways; of these behaviors—including:

activity level,

shyness,

aggression and

sociability with humans—around half are inherited.

The starkest differences among breeds emerged in the category of activity.

The smallest differences, meanwhile, centered on stereotypical behavior.

Prolonged or repetitive behaviors, like pacing or paw chewing, with no discernible purpose are called stereotypies.

In some cases, these abnormal behaviors are actually self-destructive.

“Since the age of about two weeks, activity is a reasonably permanent trait, whereas stereotypical behaviour is affected by many environmental factors early on in the cat’s life as well as later,” Hannes Lohi, study co-author and lead researcher of the University of Helsinki’s feline genetic research group, says in a statement. “This may explain the differences observed.”

To estimate behavioral traits’ heritability, lead author Milla Salonen, Lohi and their colleagues focused on 3 distinct breeds:

Maine Coon

Ragdoll

Turkish Van

The scientists’ full research pool included feline behavior questionnaire responses regarding almost 6,000 cats that accounted for 40 different breeds.

As Lohi explains in the statement, the team had ample data on members of the three breeds, as well as the chosen cats’ parents.

Additionally, Lohi says, the trio is “genetically diverse.”

The Maine Coon is related to Nordic cat breeds and landrace cats—domesticated, locally adapted varieties—

while the Ragdoll is related to Western European and American cat breeds.

The Turkish Van and the similarly named Turkish Angora appear to have separated from other breeds at some point in the distant past.

Salonen et al. (2019) surveyed Finnish cat owners on their cats’ behaviors, which included:

"tendency to seek human contact,"

"aggressiveness towards human family members, strangers, or other cats," and

"shyness towards strangers or novel stimuli."

In total, 5,726 cats were studied. The researchers then separated these cats into 19 breeds.

The researchers controlled for environmental factors including “weaning age, access to outdoors, presence of other cats,” and general characteristics (sex, age of cat) in their analyses.

They identified the breeds corresponding with the 10 following behavioral traits:

Aggression Toward (Human) Family Members

Most aggressive toward family members: Turkish Van and Angora (1st); Korat (2nd); Bengal, House cats (i.e., cats that are not selectively bred), Devon Rex (3rd)

Least aggressive toward family members: British Shorthair

Aggression Toward Strangers

Most aggressive toward strangers: Turkish Van and Angora (1st); Korat, Devon Rex, Russian Blue (2nd); Burmese and Burmilla, House cats, and Ragdolls (3rd)

Least aggressive toward strangers: British Shorthair, Persian Cats, Cornish Rex

Aggression Toward Other Cats

Most aggressive toward other cats: Turkish Van and Angora (1st); Korat (2nd); Bengal, House cats (3rd)

Least aggressive toward other cats: Persian (1st); Devon Rex, Maine Coon, Siberian and Neva Masquerade, Ragdoll, Norwegian Forest Cat (2nd)

Shyness Toward Strangers

Most shy toward strangers: Russian Blue (1st); House cat, Bengal (2nd)

Least shy toward strangers: Burmese and Burmilla (1st); Cornish Rex (2nd); Persian, Abyssinian, Norwegian Forest Cat, Korat, Saint Birman (3rd)

Shyness Toward Novel Objects

Most shy towards novel objects: Russian Blue (1st); House cat, Turkish Van and Angora, Bengal, European Shorthair, Siberian and Neva Masquerade (2nd)

Least shy towards novel objects: Persian, Cornish Rex (1st)

Likeliness of Seeking Human Contact

Most likely to seek human contact: Korat, Devon Rex (1st); Oriental breeds (Balinese, Oriental Longhair, Oriental Shorthair, Seychellois Longhair, Seychellois Shorthair, and Siamese), Abyssinian, Russian Blue, Maine Coone, Cornish Rex (2nd)

Least likely to seek human contact: British Shorthair (1st); St Birman, European Shorthair, Persian (2nd); Siberian and Neva Masquerade, Ragdoll, Norwegian Forest Cat (3rd)

Activity Level

Most active: Cornish Rex, Korat, Bengal (1st); Abyssinian (2nd); Devon Rex, Oriental breeds, Burmese and Burmilla (3rd)

Least active: British Shorthair (1st); Ragdoll, Saint Birman (2nd); Siberian and Neva Masquerade, Persian, Norwegian Forest Cat, European Shorthair (3rd)

Wool-Sucking Propensity

Most likely to suck wool: House cat, Norwegian Forest Cat, Turkish Van and Angora, Maine Coon

Least likely to suck wool: Russian Blue (1st); Persian (2nd); Ragdoll, Cornish Rex, British Shorthair (3rd)

Excessive Grooming

Most likely to groom excessively: Burmese and Burmilla, Oriental breeds

Least likely to groom excessively: Persian, British Shorthair (1st); Norwegian Forest Cat, Siberian and Neva Masquerade (2nd)

Behavioral Problems

Most likely to have a behavioral problem, according to owners: Oriental breeds, Persian

Least likely to have a behavioral problem, according to owners: British Shorthair, European Shorthair

Interestingly, house cats (i.e., cats that were not selectively bred) were more aggressive and shyer than purebred cats.

The researchers note that such a finding may not be due to genetic differences. Although house cats and purebred cats in the study were similar in their current environment, they could have differed in their early life. Cat breeders may be especially inclined to carefully socialize kittens as they prepare them for sale or for show.

The researchers also found that the heritability of the studied behaviors was moderate, ranging from .40 to .53, which is similar to the previously estimated heritability of behaviors among dogs. This number indicates that approximately half of the variance in cats' behaviors can be attributed to genetic variations in the population. Therefore, nature appears to play a non-trivial role in cats’ personality.

Finally, the researchers identified correlations among both physical and behavioral traits in cats.

For example, more sedentary and longer-haired cats were less inclined to seek human contact. The researchers suggest that Ragdoll breeders, for instance, may have chosen to breed calm cats that would be fine with being handled and brushed by humans. Calm cats are also less active and thus may be less inclined to seek human interaction.

Although nature matters, nurture cannot be dismissed. Certainly, the human role in a domestic cats’ disposition is significant in multiple ways, shaping both their genes and environments.

Some Common Health Issues

Least aggressive: Ragdoll - Regular vet checkups are crucial for a Ragdoll’s health, as they might be prone to certain genetic issues including hypertrophic cardiomyopathy (thickening of the heart muscle), environmental and food allergies, and bladder stones.

Most cuddly: Maine Coon - It is a native breed that developed naturally over time. Despite this, there are still some genetic health issues to watch out for such as: Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy, Hip Dysplasia, and Spinal Muscular Atrophy

Most active: Devon Rex - Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy (HCM), Polycystic Kidney Disease, Hip Dysplasia, Luxating Patella

Least active: Exotic Shorthair - Health problems that their brachycephalic features can cause include: Jaw deformities, Breathing issues, and Eye problems; and Persian - Well-bred Persian cats can be healthy and robust. But there are still some Persian cat health issues you should be aware of: Polycystic kidney disease, Brachycephalic syndrome, Progressive retinal atrophy

Bravest: Abyssinian - They are commonly prone to: Gingivitis, Patellar luxation, Hyperesthesia, Renal amyloidosis, Pyruvate kinase deficiency

And some fun infographics I found for you:

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 ⚜ More: References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

Hope this helps with your writing!

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Twin Size Mattress (Bjorn One Shot)

Bjorn x fem!reader

Authors note: Hello! I am definitely new to this. I haven’t written in quite a few years, and just like many hobbies, when you haven’t done it for a while the skill dwindles. So I was hoping I could write something to share on here for the first time, to start dipping my toes back into the pool as most people would say. Like everyone else who is probably lurking these tags, I was pretty enamoured by Bjorn in Alien Romulus (I also went to watch it multiple times in theatres but that was not for Bjorn, I just have a hyper fixation on horror movies.), so I hope everyone enjoys!

Warnings: 18+ NSFW, DNI if you’re underage please, Smut, mentions of loss and grief, unprotected P in V sex (please be safe…you know the drill), swearing, some very light choking, some foreplay, and a hint of angst? I am hoping I didn’t miss anything because I rarely go back to read over my work due to being extremely picky with wording.

A p.s. from the author: I was listening to a lot of The Front Bottoms when I named this piece, and I thought this song would be fitting for the title.

Word count: 6,390 (yes. I know. I am wordy okay? lol)

On the ship, you never expected such limited space. You never expected to share a bed, and you certainly never expected to share a bed with Bjorn of all people. You hadn’t been on a trip with the team at all, you stayed on base most of the time, but when Tyler proposed the escapade, you thought a change of scenery would benefit you. The mines were beyond torture to you, and being able to leave that behind for an unknown amount of time was extremely tempting.

Now, somehow, you found yourself back to back with one of the people you despised most. He was not a fan of you either, but you were focused more on your distaste for him, you couldn’t care less what he thought of you, definitely not after you overheard him talking about you several times with the rest of the crew. He didn’t like your guts, or how you tried to fit in with the group without having any inkling of what they had gone through together. The crew was his found family and he saw you as an intrusion to that harmony. Not only that but Bjorn didn’t even care to give you a chance, so you had given up on trying to be friendly, and everyone was aware of the mutual hatred. Yet you still managed to get the least desirable spot in the ship.

You laid awake, staring at the wall of the room, listening to the low hum that the ship emitted, the vibrations gently shaking your face. Bjorn shuffled behind you, pulling the blanket that the two of you shared. They couldn’t even give us separate blankets, you thought as you gripped your side, protecting the surface area you had.

“Do you fucking mind?” He said through gritted teeth, “I’m cold.” He added, yanking on the blanket again.

“You can freeze for all I care.” You replied back, mirroring his actions by pulling the end that you were gripping.

“M’ Sure you’re used to the cold since your ‘art is the same temperature.” He said, trying his hardest to pull the knitted blanket over his exposed legs.

”Well if you didn’t dress like you were going into cryosleep you would be warmer. Now shut up and go to sleep before I kick you off the bed and make you sleep on the metal floor.” You spat back.

Before Bjorn climbed into bed he had stripped off his work clothes, leaving him in nothing but a white tank top that hung loosely on him, and a pair of sleep shorts that were a few sizes too big, you had noticed that he had to put on a belt to wear them when you had caught an unwanted glimpse of him taking off the clothing articles. For you though, you were smarter, you brought long sleeved shirts, woven sleep pants, and sweaters, to ensure that you were going to be comfortable throughout the night, knowing that some ships got cold when you were not constantly moving on them.

”Unlike you I want to be comfortable when I sleep.” He replied, pulling the blanket once more. Snapping the tension that was building in you.

”I swear to god Bjorn, stop fucking pulling the blanket!” You exclaimed loud enough for the crew next door to hear. A sharp bang on the wall indicated that everyone was fed up with the argument, telling the both of you to shut up without words. A pang of silence rang through the both of you, as a defeated sigh escaped your mouth, slowly letting some of the blanket out of your grip, allowing him to cover the rest of his body. No more words were exchanged that night, not even a thank you.

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You were sitting at your mother’s bedside, watching her lay with her eyes closed, she looked like the colour of ash, her lips were blue, and chapped. Her lively appearance had been drained from her, and she was a shell of who you had known her to be. You hadn’t left her side since the medic announced the time of death. They had unhooked her from the machines as you sat there, crying, holding her hand, but you refused to go, it had been hours. She was all you had, and she was now just a vessel of bones. You were never going to hear her voice, or see her smile, or feel her arms around you ever again, and of all times you wished you could take back everything you had said to her, but it was too late.

You were so focused on memorizing your mothers face, you didn’t hear the sliding doors of the medical room open. You only realized another set of people were in there once they pulled you up by your work shirt. Your hand let go of your mothers, as they began to pull you towards the exit, mumbling something that was incoherent to you at that point, as you were now blinded by fiery rage. You screamed and begged at the top of your lungs to have them let you go, to let you be with your mother for a few more minutes, but they were having none of it. You had resorted to pushing back against them, pulling the opposite direction as the securities grip tightened on your wrist. You kept screaming and screaming until it all went black.

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“Wake the fuck up!” Bjorn exclaimed, shaking you roughly. The scent of cigarettes wafting from his mouth as his hot breath hit your face with his words. You sat up quickly, almost out of a distinct reflex, luckily he had moved back in time before you forehead hit his face. Your chest was burning, and a familiar taste of salty tears coated your lips, as a bead of sweat dripped down your temple. You placed a hand on your chest, feeling the hard thumping of your heart against it. You tried to catch your breath slowly, not even acknowledging the feeling of Bjorn’s eyes watching you.

He had gotten out of bed just a few minutes before this whole thing, craving a cigarette. He didn’t leave the cramped room, he just sat off to the side, with his arms hanging over his knees, taking long drags and staring at your body rising and falling with increasing intensity. He thought that you were just an odd sleeper, but when you started screaming it sent him into immediate action, knowing that the rest of the crew would’ve automatically assumed it was his fault if he didn’t stop the gut-wrenching sounds. He hadn’t heard anyone scream the way that you were screaming, and he hoped that he would never have to experience it ever again, cause even through all the unfiltered hatred he had for you, he knew something bad must’ve triggered this sort of reaction from you.

He sat in silence, watching you as more tears streamed down your face, your hands reaching up to rub the dampness off your cheeks. He looked over at the mini fridge in the corner of the room, and got off the bed, retrieving his water bottle from the inside of it, returning to you and bumping your arm with the cold metal, grabbing your attention. Your eyes were bloodshot and puffy, but there was anger behind them, until it softened once you noticed what he was holding out to you. He moved it in front of you, a silent offer. A glint of distrust appeared behind your stare.

”Don’t worry. Just water.” His voice was soft, almost like he was hurt that you thought he was going to give you something other than that, especially in this moment of all times. You reached out for the bottle, taking it gently out of his hands, avoiding his eyes once again, as you unscrewed the cap and drank, the cold metal touching your lips, and the refreshing water moisturizing your dry mouth. You pulled the bottle away, screwing the cap back on before attempting to hand it back to him.

”Thank you.” Your voice was hoarse, and the words stung your throat, raw from the screaming you had done moments before. Bjorn gave you a small nod, slowly sitting down on the bed in front of you. He didn’t take his bottle back though. The silence overtook you again, as you sniffed, trying to breathe through your nose. Bjorn rubbed his hands on his sleep shorts, watching the goosebumps start to rise on his pale skin which was now in your field of vision.

“Are you alright?” He broke the silence, clearing his throat. You didn’t respond. You felt like your body was reliving the trauma, even though it had been two years by this point, “Do you want to talk about it?” He added, trying not to push you, but curious as to what caused the screaming spell. You never heard Bjorn’s voice be so gentle before, it was uncanny in a way, the complete opposite of his cursing and loud demeanor he tended to display throughout the normal crew interactions. You found yourself somehow feeling warm towards the tone.

”I-I’m fine.” You responded, coughing from the mucus that was built up in your throat from the crying spell.

”Doesn’t look like it. And it certainly doesn’t sound like it.” He shivered slightly, not wanting to get into another fight about the blanket, knowing it was a bad time to ask for you to share when you were in this highly emotional state. He rubbed his rough hands over his biceps, generating some heat from the friction, as he kept his eyes on you, watching as you fumbled with the lid of his water bottle, rocking slowly, almost in a way to soothe yourself.

“Listen…I know we may not get along…But I’m genuinely concerned.” He admitted, now moving a bit closer to you, reaching his hands out to hold your shoulders, almost as if he was grounding you to reality. “Can you talk or are you going into shock?” You blinked slowly, shaking your head, now grasping his wrist into your hand, removing his cold touch from your body.

”I don’t need your pity Bjorn, just drop it.” His eyebrows knitted together, scoffing at the sentence that just dropped from your lips, his hands hitting his knees in frustration as he stood up from the bed, going towards his pile of clothes.

”Y’know what? You don’t deserve my pity. You don’t deserve anything actually. I-I try to help and you have to always make it seem like you’re the toughest person in the crew, when you’re just a scared little girl. You’re a fucking baby, and deep down behind that fake front you’re putting on you’re just a lost fucking person, just begging to be accepted.” He rambled, as he grabbed his sweater, putting it on over his head, fixing his red bandana in the process.

”If you even went through an inch of what I’ve had to go through Bjorn you wouldn’t be wanting someone else’s pity either. Who the fuck do you think you are, trying to fucking act like you suddenly are concerned about me. You’ve hated me this entire time, you couldn’t care less, you just fucking switch on a dime and act like a knight in shining armour, as if we weren’t just fighting over a blanket a few hours ago. Don’t you fucking dare talk to me about fake fronts. You know NOTHING about me, and you wouldn’t understand what losing someone is like, so go fuck yourself.” You shot back, venom filling every word that left your mouth. The last part in particular made him go rigid, his hands gripping the table in front of him. His knuckles turning white from the steel grip he had around the wood. It immediately registered with you that you struck a nerve, your breath hitching in your throat as his head bowed down. In a matter of seconds Bjorn spun around on his heel and threw something at you, clinking against the water bottle before falling onto your lap. Dog tags? You thought.

”Those were my moms spare ones. She always had backups in case she lost her usual ones in the mines. She died last year. Buried beneath the rubble. Never coming back. You think you know what loss is? You think you know grief? Imagine not havin a chance to say goodbye, then come on out and accuse me of not fucking understanding what losing someone is like.” The words hit you like a pound of bricks, as your brain took a few moments to process what he was saying. You put the water bottle down beside you, now holding the dog tags in your hands, feeling the engraving of his mother's name on it, with her standard issued number right below it. You looked up at him, watching him clench his jaw under your stare. A pang of regret echoed through your body, as your eyes softened.

”Bjorn…I…”

”Save it, I don’t want your pity.” He interrupted, twisting your words back to you, crossing his arms over his chest, as his crystal blue irises watched your delicate, scarred-up hands hold the dog tags, almost as if they would break under her touch, “Maybe It’ll teach you to think before you speak next time.” He muttered, your eyes flashing up to him, as his gaze broke away to look at the floor now. You slumped down into the blanket that surrounded you, the silence encompassing the room once again. You looked back down at the dog tags, releasing a small sigh while sliding off the mattress, your bare feet meeting the cold metal floor. Bjorn couldn’t help but peek through his lashes as he watched you stop in front of him, leaving a bit of space between the two of you. He could feel your warm breath fan his face, the sweet minty smell of your mouthwash tickling his nose. Suddenly he felt your arms wrap around his neck, and the cold metal chain touching his skin, the contact made him tense up, but he stayed still for you until a small click was heard. You adjusted the dog tags gently, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks under his gaze.

“I’m sorry. I should have never said what I said…I know how you feel Bjorn. I understand how it feels to lose a mom, and I should’ve been aware that I am not the only one who has experienced something like that.” You avoided looking up, knowing he was already looking at you. Even though you hated him you knew when the heat of his ice-blue eyes were on you, and you avoided looking back every time.

”Does the grief get easier?” He whispered as if he was asking you for top-secret information. You held the dog tags between your fingers still, licking your dried lips, and shaking your head.

”It doesn’t…But it becomes your normal. My mother passed away two years ago, and as you can tell I haven’t gotten over it.” You let go of the tags, letting them drop against the sweater he was wearing, taking the courage to meet his eyes, “The nightmares don’t come often, and hopefully one day, I won’t be haunted by that night anymore.” You closed your eyes, taking your bottom lip between your teeth, giving it a small bite, taking some of the dry skin off, drawing a droplet of blood from it, letting the metallic taste settle on your tongue.

Bjorn stared at you, almost enamoured by the way you worded your thoughts, feeling his heart tighten slightly at the sight of you biting your bottom lip. His hand instinctively came up to cup your cheek, his thumb running along the skin just below your eye. You tensed up under his cold palm, flinching back slightly, as your gaze fixated on his. Maybe it was the moment that preceded it, the genuine heart to heart you both were having, but you caught yourself melting into the touch, pushing your cheek more into his hand, holding the stare. Your eyes glistened under the dim lighting, beckoning him to come closer, to close the gap between the two of you, like a siren trying to entrap men at sea, and he was one of your victims.

Slowly he leaned in, trying to gauge your body language as he approached. You didn’t move a muscle, and you could’ve sworn you felt the air from your lungs hitch in your throat, his hot breath now fanning over your lips, pausing to test if you were going to make the final move. As you threw your common sense out the window you closed the gap, allowing the moment to take over, pressing your lips against his, a soft sigh escaping from both of you, like this kiss was somehow a long time coming.

Bjorn's hand left your cheek to hold the side of your neck, your pulse beating against his palm, while the other one was placed firmly on your waist, his fingertips digging into the clothed flesh of your hips. The kiss was sloppy, a feverish craving developing slowly as you adapted to one another’s movements. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing yourself into him, a small moan being exchanged, both of you pulling away for a moment to look at each other. To give each other a final chance to realize what you were doing and who you were doing it with.

Red heat crept onto both of your faces, your hands now tangling themselves into his hair, pulling him in again to avoid thinking about the meaning of what you guys were doing, not wanting to put your actions into question. You pulled gently at the hair within your grip, a muted moan vibrating against your lips as Bjorn now had both hands placed on your hips, sneaking under your long-sleeved shirt to touch the soft skin beneath. Goosebumps slowly climbed up your skin, a shiver creeping up your spine, as he switched positions so you were pressed against the small table, entrapping you with his body. His hands slid down the backs of your thighs as he lifted you gently and placed your bottom onto the wooden surface. Your legs opened up for him, letting him settle between them.

You pulled back this time, opening your eyes to look at his face. His lips were already red and swollen from the intensity of the kiss, and you couldn’t help but reach out and touch the tender flesh, watching his icy blue irises observe you, as you dragged your thumb down the middle of his lip, to his chin. A soft moan escaped into the air as his hands desperately searched for the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head and throwing it to the side.

“Oh my god.” He whispered, looking at your bare chest, your skin flushing beneath his gaze, holding back the instinct to cover yourself up. Your breathing escalated, and you felt the nerves begin to bundle and coil in your stomach. You did not know if this was a good situation, but you reassured yourself that you would take care of it in the morning. The cold air of the enclosed room hardened your nipples as Bjorn leaned towards you, his soft lips slowly kissing down your neck, with his rough, calloused hands running down your bareback. You could feel his teeth gently graze the skin of your collarbone, a small bite being felt, making you flinch in his hands at the sensation that crowded your consciousness, you could feel his lips form a small smirk against your skin, his eyes glancing at up at you briefly to witness the blush slowly invade your cheeks.

“You okay?” He asked, his hot breath sticking to the skin just above the mound of your breast, his eyes watching you closely for your reaction, trying to see if there was hesitance. His lips parted slightly, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive flesh, earning a soft sigh out of you.

“I’m okay.” You replied, “Are you okay?” Returning the same level of concern he had, as his lips took your pebbled nipple into his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks to create a tense suction while the tip of his tongue collaborated with the pressure, a gasp emitting into the air. He pulled back for a moment, with a small pop.

“I’m on fire.” His voice was husky, his mouth returning to the same spot again, adding more saliva to the sensitive skin on your nipples, as your thighs enclosed around Bjorn’s hips, feeling the tenting in his shorts brush up against your core. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, as your brain focused on the sensations of his tongue, whilst also trying to find the bottom of his sweater with your hands. You tugged at the hem of the clothing, watching him pull off your nipple again to aid you in removing the top, throwing it to the side, and leaving him in his undershirt. Your eyes roamed over his exposed skin, now paying attention to the details you never noticed before, tracing the outline of the healed scars that glistened in the light, you assumed it was from the mines, knowing that the ricocheting rocks could give some pretty nasty scrapes. There was a pause, as the two of you exchanged momentary glances, before touching foreheads. He snaked his arms around you, pulling you up and off the desk, your legs wrapped around him out of instinct while he was making his way over to the small mattress. Your lips found his again, desire burning behind every action you took, feeling your back hit the bed, the mattress pillowing around you. His weight pressed down onto your body, his hands sliding down your bare torso, right to the tie of your pyjama pants, the two of you continuing to kiss hungrily, your teeth nibbling his bottom lip. He pulled away, holding himself up with one arm.

“Can I take them off?” He breathed, motioning to his hand on the tie. You nodded, lifting your hips off the bed so he could pull the pants down off your long legs, bunching them up and throwing them to the side, taking in the sight before him. His eyes roamed over the skin of your legs, smooth and unmarked, leading up to the green lacy underwear you wore, the last thing you had on. You felt his calloused fingers trace up your thigh, as you sat up taking his face into your hands, watching him close his eyes.

“Lay down.” You instructed, his eyelids fluttering open to meet your gaze, “But let’s take this off first.” You added, slipping the undershirt off his form, exposing more of his milky white skin, your hands running down his chest, feeling the thumping of his heart against your palm, your eyes glued to him as he listened to your instructions, laying on his back as you climbed on top of him, your legs straddling his waist, placing pressure on the tent that was formed in his shorts. He pushed his head back on the mattress, as his mouth slowly opened, his hands resting on your hips to press you down harder against the fabric adding friction to the area.

You could feel your arousal pool in your panties, as he dragged your hips forward and back against the outline of his cock. You can tell that he was well-endowed, which made you nervous. It wasn’t your first time having sex, but you had run into a dry spell, it had been a year and a half by this point - not that you were counting the days - and you feared that you possibly lost your touch. Now being aware of his size you had this innate desire to impress him, paying attention to the grip he had on your hips, feeling his fingers dig into your flesh with each movement. He looked up at you, lust filling behind the blue irises as he removed one hand from your waist, bringing his fingers up to his mouth, coating them in saliva, before sitting up, not wanting to stay on his back. His touch left a wet trail down your stomach, brimming the waistband of your underwear, silently asking to continue further. In desperation, your lips met his, wanting to be closer to him, hoping that this was a good enough answer for him to go on with what he was planning.

His hand slid under the waistband, feeling the wetness that was soaked into the cloth of your underwear, a light moan escaping his mouth. You pulled him closer to you, your hands roaming over his shoulder blades. He smiled against your lips, as his fingertips grazed over your clit, earning a sharp intake of breath from you that was a little louder than expected. He pulled back quickly, using his spare hand to cover your mouth.

“You need to be quiet.” He whispered, smirking at the way your face turned bright red, continuing to circle your clit in a slow and rhythmic motion. The wetness from his saliva allows for a smooth glide across the bundle of nerves, causing your hips to buckle slightly. Bjorn removed his hand from your mouth, placing it onto your breast, and giving it a rough squeeze. You closed your eyes tightly as his fingers continued working on both erogenous zones, synching them together so that when your hips ground against his hand his fingers squeezed your nipple. He leaned down, his mouth latching onto your free breast, sucking hard on the sensitive flesh, leaving a dark red mark, and moving to the other side to do the same.

Your brain was clouded, not knowing what to focus on, completely intoxicated by the attention Bjorn was giving you. You were surprised by how gentle he was when usually he carried himself like an unattentive jerk most of the time. His fingers suddenly stopped rubbing your clit, as his hand moved further into the slick wetness of your panties, dipping two fingers inside of you. Your mouth dropped open at the delicious stretch his thick digits provided, mentally reminding yourself not to make excessive noise. A small smile drew up on his swollen lips.

“God you’re so tight.” His words brushed against your lips, “I can’t wait to feel you around my cock.” He added, smirking at the way your eyes closed at the words he said, curling his fingers inside you, moving them slowly to build up the tension that electrified all your senses. Through your short gasps for air one of your hands made its way down his chest, undoing his belt and throwing it to the side, ghosting your lips against his before slipping your hand beneath the waistband, finding his hard cock in an instant. You couldn’t see it, but the outline didn’t prepare you for the thickness and length that you were palming at the moment. Precum was already dripping from the head of his penis as you started stroking, spreading the warm stickiness along the shaft. Now, just like you, he was taking in short breaths, the rhythm of his fingers being thrown off at the touch of your hand.

“Do I need a c-condom?” He asked, already thinking ahead so there was no delay once all the layers were off.

“I…Implant.” You shuddered, trying to speak without your words getting caught in your throat, “Got it r-replaced a month ago.” His lips met the marked flesh of your breast, giving light kisses on the area.

“You want me to fill you with my cum? You wanna be leaking me all day long? Hm?” His voice vibrated against your skin, his mouth leaving another purpled bruise over your breast. The sheer thought caused your walls to flutter around his fingers, which encouraged him to continue his quickened pace. You could feel yourself getting to the point where your legs were beginning to twitch from the sensation he was causing you, your orgasm building inside your velvety walls. Bjorn took the opportunity and added another finger into you, stretching you out as much as possible, the sudden intrusion making your back arch into him. He took advantage of the moment of weakness and flipped you over, so now you were at his mercy, a yelp escaping your throat at the newfound pressure of his body on yours.

“Tell me what you want….” He said, his breath hitting the shell of your ear, his full puffy lips ghosting the skin so delicately. His body shuddered as you began to stroke him with a little more roughness

“I want…You.” Your voice was hoarse, almost cracking at the desperation, as your free hand took his bandana off his head, throwing it to the side so his hair could fall in front of his face. He hummed, pumping his fingers in and out a few more times before removing them, bringing his glistening digits up to his lips, sucking the juices off them like it was honey.

“You taste so sweet…S-so delicious.” He murmured, getting every last drop before moving off of you, your grip leaving his hardened member. He grabbed the blanket placing it at his waist before beckoning you to come join him under the covers. You removed your underwear, watching him shuffle beneath the blanket, assuming that he was removing his shorts, the last thing that was hindering the finality of what the both of you were going to do. You knew things were going to change after this, there was no denying that, and it was slowly dawning on you that you didn’t know how you were going to handle this in the morning. Are you and Bjorn going to suddenly become friendly, and allow the people around you to catch wind of what happened? Or are you going to keep it your little secret? You had no clue, and it currently wasn’t the right time to ask, so once again, you pushed the thoughts away, settling in under the covers with him, his skin touching yours, setting the area ablaze, as the electric heat rushed up your body.

You turned onto your side, mirroring the position he was in, allowing yourself to look at him, allowing the silence to come between the two of you. A small smile appeared on his lips, his hand reaching out to push a piece of hair out of your face. The two of you took a moment to breathe, almost like you were trying to emotionally sync together. He could sense you were thinking too hard, the cogs in your brain turning about what was going to happen after this, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment to have a long conversation about the future, it wasn’t the right time.

His hand caressed your cheek, as you brought your leg over his hip to close the small space you mindfully left between the two of you.

“Are you sure you want this?” Bjorn blurted out, he could see your eyes widen slightly, “I mean…I just don’t want you to wake up tomorrow morning hating me even more because we did this. I also don’t want to take advantage of our heart to heart…I just want to make sure…” He trailed off, looking at your lips turning up into a soft smile, your head shaking.

“I want this.” You replied, “And you’re not taking advantage of me, and I won’t hate you even more when we wake up.” You added, hoping that those confirmations were enough to give him the go ahead. He nodded, before his arm slid around your waist to pull you closer to him, planting a gentle kiss onto your lips, placing his weight forward so he can have you laying on your back.

He settled between your legs, holding your neck with his hand, giving it a taunting squeeze, as he adjusted to the position on top of you, feeling the wetness between your legs against him. He pulled back, letting his free hand grab his cock, giving it a few strokes to spread the precum over the length. You watched him do this with your lip caught between your teeth in anticipation, his body leaning closer to you to let the tip drag down your folds to find your entrance. His eyes met yours, wanting to look into them as he slowly thrusted into you. Your mouth dropped open, as his lips met yours to swallow the gasp that almost made its escape.

The warmth surrounded him, your walls taking him in willingly, the stretch making you breathless, and leaving you feeling full, even though he wasn’t close to bottoming out. His breath was heavy as he continued to push, feeling his hips buckle slightly from the pure heat that was running through him, that held him. He squeezed your neck gently, pulling back from your mouth, a small whimper leaving your throat, desperately wanting his lips to be back on yours.

”Y-You feel so good Bjorn.” You managed to say quietly, your voice sounding like you were on the brink of tears, your hands sliding up from his chest, all the way up his neck, to now lace through his hair, as you continued to feel him push into you gasping when he bottomed out right against your cervix, his hips meeting yours. The hand that was on your neck slid to your cheek.

”You need to try to be quiet.” He said, knowing that it might be no use, even he was struggling to hold back at this point. You nodded, pulling him back down so your lips can crash against his again, the sloppy wetness distracting you for a moment, as he pulled out, so just the tip remained in you, before burying himself into you again, your moans vibrating between the two of you, trying to keep the volume down as much as possible. Slowly Bjorn found his rhythm, allowing you to adjust fully to his size before he picked up the movements. His lips pulled away from yours, as he moved to the side of your neck, peppering wet kissing against the sensitive flesh, before blowing on the damp spots, the cooling sensation sending shivers up your spine.

”B-Bjorn…I-I…” You couldn’t get any words out, the way his hips continued to meet yours in an agonizing roughness was too much for you to even think. The pleasure coiled inside you with each movement, and it left you breathless, as Bjorn pulled back to look into your dazed eyes. He felt pride knowing how speechless you were, watching you gasp as he teasingly pulled out to the tip only for him to push harder back into you, letting himself graze your cervix to add to the pressure that was building inside you. Your walls fluttered around him, as your nails dragged down his back, causing him to shudder.

”You feel so good…So fucking good.” He breathed, moving back a little so he was sitting up slightly, to watch himself go in and out of you, his mouth forming an ‘o’ as his head tilted back, eyes closing. “If only you could see how good your pussy looks when it’s taking my cock. It’s like a fucking dream…You’re a fucking dream.” His hands dug into the skin of your hips, as he pushed himself in harder, the sound of skin slapping on skin now echoing through the small room. The back of your head pressed into the pillow, your back arching up, breasts perking, as your body began to grind into his thrusts, adding additional pressure against your g-spot. The slight shift in position allows you to feel the veins of his cock drag against your walls, leaving you breathless.

“Jesus Christ Bjorn, please…Harder.” You begged quietly, feeling the coil in your core begin to burn, the tension building with each movement he made. His eyes roamed over your body, as his hands brought your legs up onto his shoulders, a loud gasp escaping your throat.

“I want you to come on me. I want to feel your sweet little cunt tighten around my cock.” He stated, kissing your calf, as his fingers intertwined with yours, pushing your hands down to pin them on either side of your head. You writhed under him as his thrusts became sloppier, his hips grinding against yours as the both of you chased the release you craved. His right hand released yours as he wrapped it around your neck, digging gently into your pulse points adding just enough pressure to make you lightheaded, your hand coming up to hold his wrist. The tension finally snapped inside you as you cried out, your walls clenching around him, your body shuddering at the ecstacy that flowed through you. Your hooded eyes looked up at him, pleading, feeling him slide your legs off his shoulders so he can press his body against yours craving the intimacy of the position.

“Please Bjorn. Please cum in me.” You begged, his lips ghosting yours, his head nodding, as his hard thrusts began to falter, slowing slightly until he pushed deeper into you, the tip of his cock pressing right up against your cervix as he filled you up with his hot seed, a soft ‘ahh’ escaping his throat, his hips bucking against yours as he rode out his high. His cock twitched against your overly stimulated walls, making sure every last drop of his cum had settled into you before pulling out, and letting go of your neck with a sigh. He pressed a soft, satisfying kiss against your lips, rolling off of you soon after, landing on his back. You pulled the blanket up over your chest, looking down at the marks that he had left on the tops of your breasts, then looking at him, seeing the spent look on his face, a small smile painted on his reddened lips.

”That…That was fucking amazing.” He said, his hand reaching over to interlace your fingers together, head tilting to meet your eyes.

“We should get into fights more often.” You commented, causing the both of you to laugh.

“Maybe we could arrange that.”

[avkizi]

MARAUDERS ERA DR INTRO !!

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||*.name: venus mayumi

||*.nicknames: rings, vee

||*.birthday: 06/04 (11)

||*.pronouns: she/her

||*.occupation: student @ hogwarts

||*.ethnicity: filipino/japanese/german

||*.blood status: half-blood

APPEARENCE + MOODBOARD

⋆.˚ lil blurb: i have vitiligo, which affects my eye, skin in some smaller patches, and the front bits of my hair, making them lighter ⋆.˚

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||*.house: gryffindor

||*.friends: marauders & valkyries, + regulus black (♡), dorcas meadows, pandora rosier, kingsley shacklebolt, & emmeline vance (civil w/ the skittles/emeralds bc of reg)

||*.animagus form: raccoon

||*.personality/social life: lowkey a little loud, def more similar to james & sirius than remus & peter, but i actually know when to shut tf up, and i'm generally well-liked. there isn't as much hatred of other houses, and a lot of the death eater/pureblood stuff is way less prevelant, so friendly rivalries are common, but no all-out hatred. me n sirius are beaters for the gryffindor quidditch team (i'm also lowkey ripped asf hehehe), but i end up having to drop out mid fifth year from an injury, so me n lily end up commentating (lmao).

||*.hobbies:

muggle volleyball thrifting, crocheting, embroidery, & sewing singing + playing electric guitar jewlery making rock, fossil, and bone collecting/foraging parkour roller skating quidditch

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||* uniforms arent as strictly enforced, fridays, weekends, and non-school days like holidays you can wear regular clothes undr your robes, accessories are always allowed (jewelry, belts, hair shit, etc.)

||* there are a bunch of extra curriculars available like different clubs, etc. and theyre lowkey super fun theres like baking club, art club, care of magical creatures, its so sick.

||* they do so many fancy events theres a halloween masquerade ball, easter ball, valentines day dance, autumn/spring equinox events, etc. also the triwizard tournament didn't get banned and there was one in my fourth year bc i said so

||* it's genrally recognized that students within the same house arent all the same sow hile friendly competition is encouraged, it's also common for students to have friends from other houses, and ppl are allowed in other house's dorms & common rooms if they're invited

||* there is a bioluminescent cave pool under the castle and its so fun to hang out in oh my god its not cold or anything its just soso cool

||*voldemorts downfall happens the year after we graduate (aka the order destroys all the horcruxes), and nobody i know well dies so none of the betrayal happens, but regulus does end up taking the mark but dosen't believe in all that shit & works as a spy (snape could NEVER) for the order, and still destroys the horcrux but survives and fully leaves his family (suck it walburga and orion)

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has three pets, two cats and an owl, whos names are mocha, shinya, & ghost, (the cats r technially communal between me n the valkyries bc they live in the dorms w us, but idc)

bands/music artists and slang r all the same as they are now, but technology etc is all 70s (w/o the homophobia racism etc)

i shift in the day before i get my hogwarts letter

sirius and reg are irish twins so while reg is still younger hes in our year (along w the rest of the skittles/emeralds its for simplicity)

there is a creek/river system in the forest and its so cool to hangout near theres like fossils and bones and cool rocks and shit EVERYWHERE i love it

the lake is swimmable (unless you can't swim cough cough regulus black) and its super fun theres a dock and floating platforms and stuff its amazing when its hot out

the dr follows kind of an atyd type timeline of events w exceptions

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that's all pretty much!!! thats a long one lmao sorry abt that but also if y'all knw any younger raspier british fem voiceclaims pls tell me im in the trenches rn trying to find a british vc that dosent sound like shes in bridgerton lmao ok byeeee love u

[dollywheeler]

September 2nd, 1996

Dear diary,

Today the cheer team met up at Sandy's for the last pool party of the summer. Of course, it had to rain. It never rains as much in Hawkins as it does in the summer which makes no sense to me at all. Summer should be sunshine all the time.

We watched movies instead but we only had Sandy's collection and we've all watched those a million times already. I suggested quickly going to grab something from Family Video but they didn't mind rewatching Sixteen Candles for the millionth time. That movie freaks me out for some reason so Whitney and I went into the kitchen to make cupcakes instead.

They mostly talked through it, anyway, so I guess it didn't really matter in the end, but they loved our cupcakes and baking with Whitney is always a blast. We even managed to keep the kitchen clean this time.

After, Sandy showed us the routine she was working on to start us off with this year. It's really good but definitely more difficult than last year's. I have to work harder than ever before if I want to stand out and make Captain next year.

So, starting tomorrow, no more distractions.

I've already packed my bag and have my outfit picked out, so I can take it easy when my alarm goes off tomorrow. I'm going to miss quiet summer mornings.

Speaking of, it's getting late so I should probably go to sleep, but I can't stop thinking about tomorrow. I'm starting to regret not meeting Mike - at least I would have known what to expect. I don't know how I'm supposed to act when seeing him around school. People know he's my brother, so what are they expecting me to do? Be friendly? Ignore him?

How are siblings supposed to act?

I don't want to be weird in front of my friends, and I don't want them to think I'm a being a bitch to my brother for no reason, but I also can't pretend to know him.

Maybe I could change my name. Get my first name too so I'll be hitting two birds with one stone. I've always wanted to be a Melissa - ‘Missy’ sounds so much cuter than 'Holly'. Or maybe an April?

I'm getting silly so definitely need to go to sleep.

Love, Holly

[hollowsart]

ok here's that Spider-Man AU I came up with:

University AU, but with a twist + the origin of the AU itself (aka, what inspired it, at the very bottom of the post)

Peter is the freshman newbie and they're not actually trying to cause trouble, they're just really enthusiastic and enjoying life to its fullest before they graduate at the tops of their classes and as the heads of their fields.

shirtless frat bro energy Mysterio who will probably go hand to hand with Spider-Man despite not having super powers himself. wrap his arm around Peter and give him actually good solid advice while Peter is trying not to gag over Beck's hairy pits.

what if they want Peter to join their fraternity family and they're genuinely good people, but they keep giving Peter a friendly fight on the university's school grounds every breakfast, lunch, and dinner. the way he gets in is if he defeats all of them.

he's done that and they consider him an honorary member even tho he keeps rejecting them and just wanting to stick to his small clique.

but over time he can't deny he does enjoy their eccentric personalities and their energetic personalities are contagious. He does go to them to get help with his homework tho for his various classes so he can try to impress his crush(es)

I think Otto would secretly enjoy theater and watch Beck do his performances and even aid him in practice.

everyone would cheer on and praise Otto for his crazed inventions and even the mad creation of the Actuators

Max being a party guy.. his hair is like.. frosted tips and spiked up with his own static electricity

I think Max would probably have given himself electric powers when he was younger cuz of a crazy stupid stunt he pulled that backfired, BUT HE SURVIVED!!

he uses the electrical abilities as his little.. party trick. always does something with it to try and impress the ladies lol he isn't allowed in the pools tho. obvious reasons.

he ended a party early once and learned the hard way why he shouldn't get into the water when others are present. (no one died thankfully!)

Otto has the patience of a SAINT when it comes to helping out Rhino with his homework so he can join them when they graduate. he cares for his homeboys, wants to see them succeed.

Mysterio is a jack of all trades. he is an art student to the bone, but he tries to party and wrestle and be more like a jock than he actually is. probably accidentally huffed some paint and drank the paint water once while delusional from pulling an all-nighter to finish his project/assignment on time.

Chameleon & Kraven are transfer students from Russia and they're both unbelievably pompous and eccentric.

chameleon being the guy you go to if you want the highest quality fake IDs. he makes them himself

Flint is also an art student, but he does those pottery things. he does it on the side and tries to keep up with the sports teams of the university instead, trying to keep up a tougher facade, but he just really likes making pottery and sculptures. finds them relaxing and will stay late to make them. people think he stayed up partying even tho they don't remember seeing him at any parties on campus. they just make the assumption and he always plays along. he submits his works to the school under a false name that the school is aware of and have agreed to in order to keep his privacy.

Rhino keeps the secret, having discovered him one night. stumbling upon Flint spinning some clay and while being a bit tipsy, he just sits and watches. completely transfixed by the actions and effort.

They become the BEST of friends.

and Rhino, being much bigger than the others, will gladly protect and back up Flint

Screwball brought her entire gaming and live-streaming setup to the dorm room. brings her phone to the lectures and records herself or the professors/teachers.

she's def part of the news section and records all the fights Peter has with the Sinister Six fraternity

Kingpin is the one in charge of it. he owns the university. the head professor or whatever heck they're called.

Norman being the 2nd in command of the university. Harry does NOT get special treatment from his dad. but Norman DOES see promise in Peter and tries to bribe and coax him with free good grades/marks and more. Peter keeps denying the old man.

man gives him the creeps and he'd rather earn his good rewards with his hard work. it's more satisfying that way.

plus, he has the whole sinister six fraternity helping him out with all sorts of things. so it's fiiiinnee. he doesn't need Norman's help.

I firmly believe that by the end of the story, when everyone is graduating, Peter is definitely good friends with the Sinister Six and is really gonna miss them once the graduation ceremony is over.

all of them are gonna miss him too tbh

Also, here's the origin of this AU:

[ladylooch]

Letters in Your Last Name- Chapter 2

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Word Count: 3.0k

Warnings: None!

Avoiding Kevin Fiala has proven to be a big problem considering his close involvement with my brother and their team. I swear, I’m doing my best, but the guy seems to be everywhere! Every hallway, every parking area, every family lounge. It’s like he’s casually hovering around, tempting and taunting me to dip my feet into the warm, delicious pool of his brown eyes.

We are attending the annual Strike It Wild event that benefits the Minnesota Wild Foundation as well as the local children’s hospital. I’m here with Alex, Felicia and the kids, helping wrangle both Sawyer and Serena while their parents tend to their community service work. I always love attending events like these and interacting with the Wild fans. It’s an event filled with good purpose, good trash talking, and now, good looking hockey players.

Kevin is at a lane two down from us with Ryan Hartman, Jason Zucker, and Ryan Donato, who is also new to the team via a trade. They boys are laughing with a couple fans in their red and black bowling shirts, handing out autographs and smiling for pictures as requested. My eyes linger on Kevin, smiling as he hands a little girl back her jersey after her mom snapped a few pictures. He laughs at something the little girl says and his eyes slide my direction. Our eyes hold, the electricity pulsing between us like it did a week ago in my brother’s kitchen. His smile gets larger and he waves a hand in my direction. I give my head a slight nod in acknowledgement back. That is friendly but not too friendly right?

“Auntie Sam! It’s your turn!” Sawyer yells at me, exasperated at my inattention to the game. I pull my gaze from Kevin’s and glance at the screen. I’m going to need a Hail Mary if I’m going to come back from all the gutters I rolled the first two frames.

“Shit.” I mutter under my breath as my latest attempt skipped its way right into the gutter. Bowling clearly is not my calling in life.

“You’re not very good at this.” Sawyer points out to me. I let out an offended scoff.

“Hey! I don’t get bumpers like you two.” I insist to him.

“Sawyer, be kind to your auntie. She didn’t get the gift of athletics in this family.” Alex gives me a grin as he approaches, taking a break from talking to fans to check on us.

“Um, pretty sure both of us were all-conference in high school. Unlike our older brother.” I roll my eyes at him. I played hockey through high school and was considered to be one of the best in our program. I had a couple offers to join division III schools, but my heart wanted to be a Gopher and I certainly wasn’t good enough to play on the power house team at the U. “So if anyone is missing the athletic promise it’s him.”

“True, I guess you just suck at bowling.” Alex shrugs, looking over his kids. “Serena, eat some more of your dinner.” He points to her Kraft Mac and Cheese. Serena glowers at him and picks up her spoon, taking a bite of a single noodle. “Lord help me.” Alex mutters under his breath to me.

“Are you going to be here for a minute? I need to run to the bathroom.” I tell him

“Yeah, go ahead.” Alex waves me away and takes my seat with his kids.

I grab a sip of my water then make my way down to the bathroom, which just so happens to be by a certain, new member of the Wild team. As I walk, I can feel his eyes on me and a small smile tilts my lips. When I come out of the bathroom a few minutes later, I’m not surprised to see that Kevin has gravitated up to the area above the bowling alleys, casually leaning against the counter with a glass of water in front of him. I can’t help myself as I walk closer to him. There is this feeling of almost a gravitational pull to him. Even if I wanted to walk by him, I couldn’t. Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself is the case.

“Woof. You should stick to hockey.” I laugh as I get closer to Kevin where I can see his score. It’s the 8th frame and he has more dashes than numbers.

“Hey, I’m working on a new spin with the ball.” He objects to my comment.

“It’s not working.” I tell him honestly, running my teeth over my bottom lip.

“Okay. What’s your score down there, bowling champ?” He asks, nodding his head in the direction of our lane.

“I am not a professional athlete.” I insist, hoping he can’t see my score from here.

“Uh huh.” He responds, scrunching his nose at me while nodding. “You know what they say about glass houses.”

“They bowl strikes?” I ask, tilting my head at him with a wide grin. I know I’m flirting with him and I should definitely stop, but I can’t help myself. He calls me to him and flirting is just the natural reaction to this feeling.

“Kev, it’s your turn.” Ryan Hartman tells him, motioning for Kevin to grab a ball and bowl his turn.

“I should get back anyway.” I say, stepping backwards towards where Alex is watching us.

“You’re intimidated. I get it.” He shrugs innocently at me.

“Hardly, FiFi.” I tease him before turning around. My eyes meet my brother’s briefly before darting away quickly. I internally insist that I’m not guilty of anything, but the back of my neck tightens as I rejoin the family.

“Sam.” Alex says in a warning tone.

“What? I’m not allowed to talk to him?” I ask, rolling my eyes. “You’re such a butt.”

“I have no problem with you talking to him.” He bends closer to me and says in a low voice so only I can hear him. Felicia watches us as she secures the lid to Serena’s water bottle. She looks a bit amused and I furrow my brows at her. “What you were doing was not just talking. Next time, don’t flip your hair and bat your lashes at him and maybe I won’t notice.”

“Why are you so obsessed with me?” I glare at him.

“Why can’t you listen and do what’s good for you?” He shoots back . He straightens and walks to the table where Sawyer is, giving his son a loving rub on his head before greeting a group of fans that approach from the left. I watch as Alex grins warmly, giving the little boy in the group a high five. I cross my arms tightly across my chest and huff out an angry sigh. Felicia lets out a low chuckle.

“This will be fun.” She announces, saluting her beer in my direction. “He is pretty hot.” She points the top of the bottle in Kevin’s direction. “And he hasn’t stopped watching you since you got here.”

“I’m not biting at that.” I insist, turning away from her and glancing at the direction of the bar. I need a damn drink.

“Sure you’re not.” She nods her head sarcastically at me.

“You and Alex are perfect together.” I say snidely.

“Hey, I’m on your side.” She insists.

“Well, can you get him on my side?” I ask her, “Because that man is something fiercely fine and I think I deserve a little bit of Swiss chocolate in my life.” She tilts her head back and lets out a hearty laugh.

“Some rich, Swiss chocolate.” We giggle together.

“He could be poor as dirt and I’d still sit on that face.” My voice has gotten low so the kids don’t hear, not that they would understand anyway.

“Amen.” She toasts to me with her beer, reminding me that I still need that damn drink. “As for your brother, you know he is a free spirit. I’m sure he would get over it if things were to happen by accident.” She shrugs her shoulders innocently.

“I’ll be back. Let Alex know I’ll be at the bar if he still wants to stalk me.”

I glide up the stairs and back across the bowling alley where the bar is located. I glance briefly in Kevin’s direction, where it’s his turn to bowl. I watch as he winds up and releases the ball where it instantly spins tightly to the right and into the gutter. I can hear Ryan’s laugh meet my ears as the boys heckle him in response. I grab a seat at the bar so the bartender can see me. I tell her I’d like a Vodka soda, heavy on the vodka. She grins knowingly and walks away to fulfill my request. In a minute, she places the drink in front of me along with the bill. I reach for my purse, searching through for my wallet. As I pull it out, a hand with a $20 bill extends in front of me, sliding that and the white paper across the bar.

“Keep the change.” Kevin tells her. She gives him a big smile and a wink in response before she is off to her next customer. “So, what’s your drink of choice?” He tilts his head as he studies me, just like he did the night we first met.

“Vodka soda. But heavy on the vodka.”

“Wow, that accent.” Kevin laughs at the hard O in Soda.

“You’re one to talk!” I laugh, shoving at his shoulder instinctively. My hand tingles from the warmth of his body and I curl my fingers tightly together to hold onto the feeling for a moment longer.

“I have an excuse. English is not my first language. Not sure what yours is.” He smirks as he sits in the seat next to me. It takes everything in me to not look around in guilt to see if Alex is actually watching me like I said to Felicia.

“I blame… my parents.” I shrug with a laugh. “They choose to live here with the heavily accented vowels.”

“I will give that to you, but only because I like you.” The way he says it has this weight and confidence to it.

“How can you like me? You don’t even know me.” I tell him, glancing over my shoulder and noting Alex is nowhere to be seen.

“We should change that.”

“Not interested.” I shrug

“That’s a lie.” He calls me out immediately.

“How would you know?”

“Because you’re still here talking with me when there’s a whole group of people you should be getting back to.” I stare at him silently, contemplating his words. I surrender with a nod and stir my drink slowly.

“How are you liking Minnesota so far?” I ask, changing the subject from what I want or what he likes.

“It’s good- a lot colder than Nashville. It reminds me of being back in Sweden.”

“I like that we have such a cold winter. It allows us to truly appreciate the other seasons we have. And it makes us tough.”

“I believe that.” He laughs. The waitress comes back over and asks if Kevin wants anything. He graciously requests a water. He doesn’t speak again until she has placed his glass there and left again. “So, maybe you can help me. We have a couple days off this next week and I need recommendations of things I can do. I want to get out and explore more.”

“Okay.. well are you going out places by yourself or with someone else?” I wonder.

“Hopefully with someone else.” He stares into my eyes without pause. “Where should I take a Minnesotan to impress them?” I turn away as a slight blush dusts my cheeks. Good lord, I don’t know how much longer I can hold him off. I should really get back to our lane.

“Okay… Um. Well, you definitely do not want to take them to the Mall of America.”

“Why not? Isn’t it one of the largest malls in the world?”

“Yeah. Except Minnesotans don’t go there by choice. They only go there when people from out of town are visiting.”

“Okay, not the mall. What else?”

“You could go to a Minnesota Gopher hockey game. That’s our largest University in the state. They’re good.”

“Is that where Alex played?” He asks, noting that Alex regularly wears Maroon and Gold hockey clothing.

“No.. well, the two schools are connected. Down here, it’s the University of Minnesota- Twin Cities. Alex played at the University of Minnesota- Duluth. It’s an extension of the greater University channel. But, please ask him that when you see him next. He will go into a twenty minute tirade of why the Bulldogs are better than the Gophers. He’s wrong.” I shrug.

“I sense that you were a Gopher.” He gives me a grin. “I think a Bulldog sounds tougher than a rodent?”

“Watch yourself, Fiala.” I warn him. He holds his hands up in surrender.

“A game might be fun. But for a first date it might be better if it’s more intimate.”

“Kevin.” I say warningly. His smile turns smug and he leans in a bit closer to me.

“I’m thinking a restaurant would be best. What is your favorite kind of food, ya Minnesotan?”

“Um, the good kind.” I shrug. “I’m not super picky. I won’t eat chicken feet or anything, but trying new things is fun.”

“Okay, what is the typical meal like here? In Nashville it was fried chicken, spice, and Macaroni and cheese.”

“We have those things here too. In the winter, Chicken Wild Rice Soup is popular. Or anything that involves throwing a bunch of ingredients into a casserole dish and calling it a Hot Dish.”

“What?” He asks, his nose scrunching in confusion.

“Trust me. It’s good. I make a really good Tater Tot Hot Dish.”

“Are you joking with me?” He asks. “That can’t be a real thing?”

“Yes! It absolutely is! I’ll make it for you and-” I cut myself off and remember the warning of Alex. Here I am, blatantly forgetting about what my brother said at an event that said brother is at.

“I’d like that.” His voice has turned into a murmur and he seemingly isn’t noticing this internal battle within me. When he says that, I realize that I want that to. I want to stay here. I want to keep this sarcastic battle of wit going between us. He compels and flatters me unlike anyone else.

“Oh! I know! Have you had a Juicy Lucy yet?” I ask him excitedly. He shakes his head no. “You need to try it! It’s a hamburger stuffed with melted cheese. It was created here in Minnesota. There are two restaurants that fight over who created it first and you’ll have to try them both to help us Minnesotans decide which one is truly the best. Matt’s Bar and 5-8 Club. Both are relatively close to the X.”

“That does sound pretty good. We should go together though. An outsider like me should be shown around properly by a local.” He smirks at me.

“I’m sure one of the other Minnesota players on the team would take you.” I say, breaking eye contact and glancing at the bowling lanes behind him.

“I’m not interested in going with them.” He tells me straight up. “Come on, I promise I keep my hands to myself on the first date.”

“Yeah, you look like a guy who does.” He shakes his head, laughing and folding his hands together.

“How about for you I will? Since you’re my teammates’ sister. All bets are off for the second date though.”

“Oh, there is already a second date?” I joke with him, rubbing at the condensation on my glass.

“Well yeah, we can’t eat two cheese stuffed burgers in one night. Or maybe you can.” He shrugs. “We can eat salads for our third date though to make up for the other two.” I giggle at his forwardness.

I take in his features and feel the buzzing of the connection between us. The conversation is free and easy. I’m reminded why I was so pulled to him the first night we met; I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve never felt an instant connection to someone I barely know. What I do know for sure is that I want to keep having this feeling. The buzzing and intoxication of his eyes on me has me drunk on lust.

“Okay.” I finally say, trying to control my face so it doesn’t break into a huge smile. “I’m free tomorrow night.” I tell him, knowing that Alex and Felicia will be out on their annual stay over, date night in Stillwater. The Stalock kids will be at my parents for a sleepover. The coast should be clear for us. "But only if we agree this is a friend showing a friend around his new city. We are… friend dating.” I finish confidently like I’m not secretly hoping he will end up in my pants.

“Is there such a thing?” He tilts his head in response.

“Definitely.” I insist.

“Hmm, okay. Well, we can pretend it’s a just friends thing if that’s what you need to do.”

“Wow, you are just so confident that I’m into you, Mr. 2nd and 3rd date guy.” I give him an incredulous look, watching as he grabs my unlocked phone from the bar, navigating to contacts and typing in his number for me. I watch as he opens a new message and sends the purple, smiley devil emoji to me before sliding the phone back across the bar to me.

“Aren’t you?” He challenges me playfully. His face is so close that I could easily reach out and pull him in. His smile is easy, his brown eyes glinting with mischief. The defined lines of his jaw tempt me to place my lips there just to see what he tastes like.

“Depends.” I respond casually, angling my head and narrowing my eyes slightly. “On what burger place you like best.” I finish with a coy smile. He leans in even closer, to the point that if I leaned forward a few inches, our lips would rest perfectly together. His eyes drop to my lips for a moment before his lips tilt into his ever present smirk.

“I’ll pick you up at 7.”

[esconpanache]

Why Escon is a Well-Known Name in Real Estate

Escon is a name synonymous with luxury and quality in the real estate industry. Over the years, Escon has earned a stellar reputation, especially for its remarkable 4 BHK Villas in Escon panache Greater Noida which is one of the leading examples of Escon’s success story.

Let’s take a closer look at the journey that has made Escon a trusted name in real estate.

The Journey Begins

Escon started with a vision to provide homes that are more than just living spaces. From day one, our focus has been on quality, innovation, and customer satisfaction. This commitment has guided us through every project, setting new benchmarks in the industry.

Choosing the Best Locations

One of the key reasons for Escon’s success is our strategic selection of locations. Greater Noida, with its blend of urban convenience and serene environment, is the perfect setting for our luxury villas. We ensure that our properties are well-connected to major hubs while providing a peaceful retreat from the hustle and bustle of city life.

Architectural Excellence

At Escon, we believe that a well-designed home can significantly enhance the quality of life. Our 4 BHK villas are crafted by top architects who combine modern aesthetics with functionality. Every detail, from spacious layouts to elegant interiors, is meticulously planned to offer a luxurious living experience.

Superior Quality Materials

We take pride in using only the best materials for our villas. From the foundation to the finishing touches, every element is chosen for its durability and aesthetic appeal. This attention to quality ensures that your Escon villa remains a cherished home for years to come.

Luxurious Amenities

Life at Escon Villas is all about indulgence. We provide a range of high-end amenities, including state-of-the-art swimming pools, fully equipped gyms, lush gardens, and recreational areas. Whether you’re looking to relax or stay active, our amenities cater to all your needs.

Unmatched Security

Your safety is our priority. Our villas are equipped with advanced security systems, including 24/7 surveillance and a dedicated security team. You can enjoy peace of mind knowing that you and your family are well-protected.

Sustainability and Eco-Friendliness

We are committed to building sustainable communities. Our villas incorporate eco-friendly practices, such as energy-efficient designs and ample green spaces. Living in an Escon villa means living in harmony with nature.

Building a Community

At Escon, we don’t just build houses; we build communities. Our projects foster a sense of belonging and camaraderie among residents. When you choose an Escon villa, you’re joining a community of like-minded individuals who value quality, luxury, and sustainability.

Join the Escon Family

Escon’s journey has been marked by a relentless pursuit of excellence and a passion for creating exceptional living spaces. Our 4 BHK villas in Greater Noida are a testament to this commitment. Escon Panache is one of the brilliant projects we have delivered so far. If you’re looking for a home that offers unparalleled luxury, superior quality, and a vibrant community, look no further than Escon.

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[inferrnos]

i'm just working on drafts but would love to get some threads going with the muses under the cut (30+ muses) so like if you want a starter? probably based on a song !

son younghee / lee chung ah fc - contract divorcee. married a man when she was twenty one for a family deal without knowing she had been promised to the other family for fifteen years. had to stay married for that amount of time and bear an heir for the family, then was free to go back to her family with a hefty settlement. took the money and fled her hometown to start again on her own with the inheritence from her contract.  ( she / her, bisexual. )

orla moore / nicola coughlan fc. sweetest nursery teacher you could ever meet. always wanted kids but never met that person to grown a family with, so turned to her love as a career. the most loved nursery teacher at the school she works for and has been there for years with no real plans of moving on or leaving any time soon.   ( she / her, bisexual. ) 

jemma chisaka / rina sawayama fc. home & lifestyle blogger. got an itch to become a blogger at the height of beauty influencers on youtube, but wanted to do something a little bit different. after buying her first apartment, she documented the transformation into her dream place and it went viral somehow. known for her kitschy style, she’s now documenting her noew home that she bought recently. ( she / her, bisexual. ) 

archer cunningham - luke newton fc. happy-go-lucky breakfast tv host with a few scandals pooling around in his private life. on camera he’s a very bubbly and ‘innocent’ looking man whereas his personal life is far different. has to play the part to keep his role on the breakfast show he co-hosts but likes getting up to mischief when the cameras are not on.   ( he / him, heterosexual. ) 

kieran myung / wi hajoon fc. late night radio presenter. monday - friday midnight advice is the show that he has been doing for the last three years. felt like he was really making a difference for his small town somehow despite the advice he gives could be for per-petulant teenagers that couldn’t ask their parents.   ( he / him, heterosexual. ) 

marcus eze / damon idris fc. headstrong club owner. father has been in the business for a good twenty years and gifted marcus his first club to run the moment he turned twenty one. marcus himself as turned it into an empire, clubs opening up in every town near his original one. wasn’t sure how he grew his business but it helped that he learned everything from his father.   ( he / him, heterosexual. ) 

dakota oh / d.o fc, scam artist. in and out of crappy jobs all his teenage years just to scrape by and keep himself afloat. upon someone trying to scam him for money, elijah realised how easy it could be and how much better he could do it. turning to a fake psychic scam, elijah now is known as one of the ‘top’ in the game and has a team to help him pull it off from research to special effects while customers are in the room.   ( he / him, heterosexual. )

sebastian greenwood / jonathan bailey fc, family antique store owner. lost his father recently which meant he took over the family business and is just trying to figure his life out, despite being 30+. always made excuses for himself and why he never had a plan, but now has no choice but to be a business owner and figure out how to keep the family business a float.   ( he / him, heterosexual. ) 

leon diep / keshi fc, tattoo artist. the most requested artist in the shop he works in purely because he is so chatty and friendly. most people don’t think so when they first meet him, but completely opens up. life of the party and class clown.   ( he / him, heterosexual. ) 

colton im / byun baekhyun fc, club owner. im family were big in the club and bar scene, colton’s father getting him ready for the majority of his life to hand him a club to run in the family name. he was only twenty one when he was given the club, his father guiding him through everything to make sure it was successful. colton’s father always kept a watchful eye over him, despite him trusting him. he just wanted to make sure colton knew what he was doing but he knew he was always lingering.   ( he / him, heterosexual. ) 

[winsoongi]

Tell us about. Ur OCs

Pls

HI THANK YOU ILY

i have a lot of ocs! they are all professional gamers that play Fantasy Overwatch in FOWL (Fantasy Overwatch League) and the vast majority started out as joke ocs that i ended up getting really attached to. some are characters in the webcomic im currently developing called Ad Terra (which i talk about a little bit here) and some are in the same universe but unrelated to that story. there's way too many to talk about here and also i dont want to spoil too much about that story, but i can tell you about the main trio of ad terra (under a cut bc itll get long)

First up is nyangi, real name Jeon Hyeon-je! He's a flex dps who busted onto the early scene with his flashy Farah (Fantasy Pharah) play... and fell out of the spotlight just as quickly due to his limited hero pool and a lot of inter-team drama. Now 18, nyangi's been a professional ever since he was a young teenager. he's very attached to his teammates, especially those he's played with since the beginning, and considers them as much of a family as his bio family (even if his teammates don't necessarily feel the same). He loves mind games (he’s not as good at them as he thinks) and chose his tag because he assumed it would give him a tactical advantage in ranked by angering gamers on the enemy team. nyangi is an aries (with all that entails) and his blood type is AB! if i had to give him a pokemon partner, it'd be a mimikyu, but his starter would be a shiny litten. Another fun fact is that Hyeon-je is a homophone for "now/the present/at current" in korean, which is so other characters can make him mad with really bad puns.

Next is PRinCe, real name Lee Seon-jin! He's a flex tank (FOWL takes place in 2018 when that role actually meant something) with insane mechanical skills. While he's the same age (but a few months older) as nyangi and has been in the scene just as long, he's a polarizing figure due to his original team-- Beatsports Green. BsG was one of the most promising teams coming into the scene, but was dissolved after it came out that the players were supplementing their salaries by boosting. While PRinCe was never directly implicated, he still ended up having to play on mostly NA and AUS teams and moved to the US to do so at 16. He’s bounced around a lot and has a massive chip on his shoulder, but he knows just about everyone and is friendly with most. PRinCe is a Capricorn and his blood type is O. His starter is also a litten, but his partner mon is a crobat. One fun fact is that... he’s the hardest character for me to draw :pensive:

Third is Roadster, real name Park Seong-mo! He’s also a flex dps, but with an ever-deepening hero pool. He came onto the scene about a year later than his same-ages buddies nyangi and PRinCe. While he’s an absolute beast in scrims and in online play, he’s... not as good when he has to play in front of a crowd. For that reason, he’s usually benched, but his coaches and teammates fight to keep him on the team because he has serious promise... if he could ever get over his stage fright. Roadster is deeply grateful to all of his teammates for this, and especially to nyangi and veteran Seung-soo “SPLINTER” Yoon, who often go out of their ways to help him get more comfortable. While not the most mechanically gifted player, Roadster’s gamesense is unmatched, so much so that he could easily go into coaching, but he’s determined to make it on the big stage before he decides to stay behind the scenes. He’s a Pisces and his blood type is also AB. Roadster’s starter pokemon would be an Oshawott, and his partner mon would be a togetic! One fun fact is that his original tag when i created him was balta, but i quickly realized that means something like “walk by foot” in korean which is not the vibe i wanted. he’s also the character that’s grown the most on me over time

ok this is getting too long and i have to do stuff but other characters i love and would love to talk about more at another time are pestle LXVIZ judy and judie. and also fleck my friend fleck. thank you again for asking i love talking abt these guys

[falconpools]

Why Falcon Pools is the Leading Swimming Pool Company in Dubai

When it comes to creating your dream swimming pool, choosing the right partner is essential. If you're looking for a swimming pool company in Dubai that combines expertise, quality, and innovation, Falcon Pools stands out as the best. With a strong commitment to excellence, Falcon Pools provides comprehensive swimming pool solutions tailored to meet the unique needs of every client.

Expertise in Swimming Pool Design and Construction

Falcon Pools excels in designing and constructing stunning swimming pools that cater to residential and commercial needs. With years of experience, they have mastered the art of creating pools that are both functional and visually appealing. From infinity pools to compact backyard designs, this swimming pool company in Dubai delivers exceptional results every time.

Comprehensive Pool Maintenance Services

A swimming pool is a significant investment, and its upkeep is just as important as its construction. Falcon Pools offers top-notch maintenance services to ensure your pool remains in pristine condition. Their team of professionals handles cleaning, water treatment, and equipment inspections, making pool ownership hassle-free.

Customization to Suit Your Style

Every client has unique preferences, and Falcon Pools understands that. They specialize in creating customized pool solutions that align with your lifestyle and aesthetic. Whether you want a luxurious outdoor retreat or a family-friendly pool, Falcon Pools tailors every detail to perfection.

Commitment to Quality and Safety

Falcon Pools prioritizes the use of premium materials and the latest technology to ensure durability and safety. As a trusted swimming pool company in Dubai, they adhere to strict quality standards, giving clients peace of mind and long-lasting satisfaction.

Why Choose Falcon Pools?

Expertise in design, construction, and maintenance

Personalized solutions for every project

Reliable and efficient services

Trusted name in Dubai's swimming pool industry

Conclusion

For those seeking a reliable swimming pool company in Dubai, Falcon Pools is the go-to choice. From designing your ideal pool to providing ongoing maintenance, they ensure a seamless experience. Trust Falcon Pools to transform your vision into a reality and enjoy the luxury of a beautifully crafted swimming pool.

Contact Falcon Pools today to learn more about their exceptional services!

[timelessbuilds0]

Timeless Builds Pool Contractor: Elevating Outdoor Living

When it comes to creating a backyard oasis, few names stand out like Timeless Builds Pool Contractor. With a reputation for excellence, innovative designs, and unmatched craftsmanship, this company has become a trusted partner for homeowners seeking to transform their outdoor spaces into luxurious retreats. Here’s why Timeless Builds Pool Contractor is the go-to choice for pools that blend beauty, functionality, and durability.

Craftsmanship That Defines Quality

At the heart of Timeless Builds is a commitment to quality craftsmanship. Every project begins with a meticulous design process, ensuring that each pool is tailored to the unique needs and preferences of the client. From infinity edges to custom water features, their pools are more than just swimming spaces — they’re works of art. The use of premium materials and attention to detail ensures that every pool stands the test of time, both structurally and aesthetically.

Innovative Designs for Modern Lifestyles

Timeless Builds is known for staying ahead of trends, offering designs that are both modern and timeless. Whether you’re envisioning a sleek, contemporary pool or a classic design that complements your home’s architecture, their team works closely with you to bring your vision to life. Features like LED lighting, smart pool controls, and energy-efficient heating systems are seamlessly integrated to enhance functionality and convenience. If you need any kind of information on this article-related topic click here pool remodelers

A Customer-Centric Approach

One of the hallmarks of Timeless Builds is their dedication to customer satisfaction. From the initial consultation to the final walkthrough, they prioritize open communication and transparency. Clients are kept informed at every stage of the project, ensuring a smooth and stress-free experience. The company’s team of skilled professionals takes pride in exceeding expectations, delivering results that not only meet but often surpass client aspirations.

Sustainability and Innovation

In today’s world, sustainability is more important than ever. Timeless Builds embraces eco-friendly practices, incorporating energy-efficient technologies and sustainable construction methods into their projects. By using advanced filtration systems and water-saving designs, they help homeowners reduce their environmental footprint without compromising on luxury or performance.

Transforming Backyards, Enhancing Lifestyles

A pool is more than just a place to swim; it’s a centerpiece for family gatherings, relaxation, and recreation. Timeless Builds understands this, which is why their projects often include complementary features like outdoor kitchens, fire pits, and custom landscaping. These additions create a harmonious outdoor environment that enhances the overall lifestyle of their clients.

[teslaproperties]

Top 1 Bedroom Apartments for Rent in Dubai: Your Ultimate Guide

Dubai, known for its stunning skyline, vibrant lifestyle, and world-class amenities, is one of the best places to live. Among the diverse housing options available, 1 bedroom apartments for rent in Dubai stand out for their balance of space, luxury, and affordability. These apartments cater to a wide range of residents, including professionals, couples, and small families, offering modern amenities and prime locations.

In this guide, we explore the top 1 bedroom apartments in Dubai, the best areas to rent, and how Tesla Properties, a trusted real estate company in Dubai UAE, can help you find your ideal home.

Why Choose a 1 Bedroom Apartment in Dubai?

1. Perfect Size for Many Lifestyles

1 bedroom apartments offer just the right amount of space for individuals or couples, combining functionality with comfort.

2. Affordable Luxury

Compared to larger units, these apartments provide access to Dubai’s luxury lifestyle at a more affordable price.

3. Prime Locations

From Downtown Dubai to Dubai Marina, 1 bedroom apartments are available in some of the city’s most desirable neighborhoods.

4. World-Class Amenities

Most of these apartments come with access to high-end facilities like swimming pools, gyms, and dedicated parking.

Best Areas for 1-Bedroom Apartments in Dubai

1. Dubai Marina

Why Choose Dubai Marina?

Waterfront living with stunning views.

Proximity to beaches, cafes, and entertainment spots.

Well-connected via public transport.

Dubai Marina is home to some of the most sought-after luxury apartments in Dubai, making it ideal for professionals and expats.

2. Downtown Dubai

Why Choose Downtown Dubai?

The Dubai Mall and the Burj Khalifa are well-known locations.

Access to business centers is simple from this central location.

Vibrant lifestyle with top-tier dining and shopping options.

Downtown offers a mix of modern and elegant 1 bedroom apartments for rent, perfect for those who love city living.

3. Business Bay

Why Choose Business Bay?

A hub for business professionals.

Beautiful views of the Dubai Canal from the shoreline.

Competitive rental prices compared to nearby Downtown Dubai.

Business Bay is a great option for those seeking a mix of affordability and proximity to work.

4. Palm Jumeirah

Why Choose Palm Jumeirah?

Exclusive beachfront living.

Access to upscale resorts and private beaches.

High-end properties with unique architectural designs.

Palm Jumeirah offers high-end 1 bedroom apartments that cater to residents looking for luxury and exclusivity.

5. Jumeirah Village Circle (JVC)

Why Choose JVC?

Affordable rental prices.

A peaceful, family-friendly environment.

Close vicinity to commercial malls, schools, and parks.

JVC provides great value for money with its modern 1 bedroom apartments and serene surroundings.

Advice on How to Rent a One-Bedroom Apartment in Dubai

1. Define Your Budget

Consider your rental budget, including additional costs like maintenance fees and utilities.

2. Research the Location

Choose an area based on your lifestyle preferences, work proximity, and amenities.

3. Decide on Furnished vs. Unfurnished

Furnished: Ideal for short-term renters or those looking for convenience.

Unfurnished: For long-term tenants who wish to personalize their home, unfurnished apartments are ideal.

4. Work with a Trusted Real Estate Agency

Partner with experts like Tesla Properties to access verified listings and professional guidance.

Why Tesla Properties is Your Go-To Partner

Tesla Properties is a leading name in Dubai’s real estate market, offering extensive options for rentals and sales across the city’s top neighborhoods.

Why Choose Tesla Properties?

Diverse Listings: From 1 bedroom apartments for rent in Dubai to villas for sale in Dubai, they provide comprehensive solutions for all housing needs.

Expert Guidance: Their experienced team offers personalized advice based on your preferences and budget.

Hassle-Free Process: Enjoy a smooth experience from property viewings to lease agreements.

Market Insights: Tesla Properties provides valuable insights into real estate investment in Dubai, helping clients make informed decisions.

Investing in Dubai’s Real Estate

For those considering a long-term commitment, Dubai offers excellent opportunities for investment.

Why Invest in Dubai?

High rental yields.

No property taxes.

A growing market with consistent demand.

Options like properties for sale in Dubai, luxury houses for sale in Dubai, and best residential projects in Dubai provide a range of investment choices.

Final Thoughts

Finding the perfect 1 bedroom apartment for rent in Dubai is easier when you know what to look for and where to search. Dubai has plenty to offer everyone, from the lively streets of Downtown Dubai to the tranquil beaches of Palm Jumeirah.

With Tesla Properties, you can enjoy a hassle-free journey to finding your dream apartment, backed by expert advice and a wide portfolio of options. Start your search for the ideal 1 bedroom apartment in Dubai today with Tesla Properties and embrace the luxury lifestyle you deserve.

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Villas for sale in Ghatkesar

If you’re dreaming of owning a luxurious villa in a serene yet well-connected locality, Ghatkesar could be your ideal destination. Modi Builders, a reputed name in the real estate industry, is offering premium villas for sale in this rapidly developing area. These villas combine modern design, state-of-the-art amenities, and strategic location to provide a lifestyle that is truly unparalleled.

Why Choose Ghatkesar?

Ghatkesar, located on the outskirts of Hyderabad, has emerged as a promising residential hub. With its excellent connectivity to the city’s IT corridors, educational institutions, and industrial zones, it has become a preferred choice for homebuyers seeking both tranquility and convenience. Key advantages include:

Proximity to IT Hubs: Ghatkesar is just a short drive away from major IT and industrial hubs, including Uppal and Pocharam IT Park.

Educational Institutions: Renowned schools and colleges like Ramoji Academy of Film and Television and the upcoming educational zones make it ideal for families.

Infrastructure Growth: With wide roads, metro rail extensions, and planned civic infrastructure, Ghatkesar is on the path to becoming a prime residential location.

Villas Designed for Modern Living

Modi Builders’ villas in Ghatkesar are thoughtfully designed to offer the perfect blend of elegance, functionality, and comfort. Each villa is crafted to meet the aspirations of modern homebuyers. Here’s what sets these villas apart:

Spacious Layouts: Open floor plans with ample natural light and ventilation ensure a luxurious living experience.

Premium Finishes: High-quality materials, contemporary architecture, and meticulous attention to detail create homes that are both stylish and durable.

Eco-Friendly Features: Sustainable construction practices and green spaces are integral to the design, promoting a healthy and eco-conscious lifestyle.

Amenities That Elevate Your Lifestyle

The villas come with a host of world-class amenities to cater to the diverse needs of residents. These include:

A well-equipped clubhouse with gymnasium, swimming pool, and indoor games.

Landscaped gardens and jogging tracks for relaxation and fitness.

24/7 security and surveillance to ensure a safe living environment.

Children’s play areas and community spaces to foster social interactions.

Investment Potential

Ghatkesar’s rising popularity as a residential and investment hotspot ensures excellent returns on property investments. Modi Builders’ projects in this region have a proven track record of appreciation in value, making these villas a smart choice for investors.

Why Choose Modi Builders?

Modi Builders stands out for its commitment to quality, customer satisfaction, and timely delivery. With decades of experience and numerous successful projects, they are trusted by thousands of happy homeowners.

Your Dream Villa Awaits

Discover the perfect combination of luxury, comfort, and convenience with Modi Builders’ villas in Ghatkesar. Schedule a site visit today to explore the project and experience the lifestyle you deserve. For more details, visit our website or contact us to speak with our sales team.

Invest in a home that truly reflects your aspirations. Welcome to a life of elegance and peace at Modi Builders’ Villas in Ghatkesar.

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Why Is Bondi Landscapes a Trusted Name for Landscape Design and Construction in Bondi?

When it comes to creating stunning outdoor spaces in Bondi and the surrounding areas of Sydney’s Eastern Suburbs, Bondi Landscapes has earned its reputation as a trusted leader in landscape design and construction. With years of experience and a proven track record, the company offers a unique combination of creativity, precision, and customer-focused service that makes it stand out in the competitive landscape industry. In this article, we explore why Bondi Landscapes is the go-to choice for homeowners and businesses looking to transform their outdoor spaces into beautiful, functional havens.

1. Expertise in Landscape Design & Construction

One of the key reasons why Bondi Landscapes is trusted in the Bondi area is its deep expertise in both landscape design and construction. The team comprises skilled landscape architects, designers, and builders who are passionate about creating spaces that seamlessly blend aesthetics with functionality. Whether it’s a contemporary garden, a family-friendly outdoor area, or a luxurious poolside retreat, Bondi Landscapes has the knowledge and skills to deliver outstanding results.

From the initial concept to the final touches, the company excels in managing every phase of the project. They don’t just design beautiful landscapes; they ensure that every feature is constructed to the highest standards, using quality materials and sustainable practices that enhance the longevity of the outdoor space.

2. Personalized, Client-Centric Approach

What truly sets Bondi Landscapes apart is their client-centric approach. The team understands that every client has unique preferences, needs, and visions for their outdoor space. That’s why Bondi Landscapes focuses on building strong relationships with clients from day one, ensuring that their ideas, goals, and budget are considered every step of the way.

Through a collaborative design process, clients are encouraged to share their thoughts, and the team provides expert guidance and recommendations to refine and elevate the original vision. Whether clients are looking for a low-maintenance garden or a luxurious entertaining space, Bondi Landscapes crafts custom designs that reflect each individual’s style and needs.

3. Commitment to Quality and Craftsmanship

At Bondi Landscapes, quality and craftsmanship are at the heart of everything they do. The company is known for its attention to detail and dedication to delivering long-lasting, high-quality results. From custom-made features like garden beds and retaining walls to luxurious outdoor kitchens and pools, every element is crafted with precision.

The construction team works with a focus on durability, using only the best materials and techniques to ensure that each design stands the test of time. Whether it’s high-quality stonework, sustainable decking, or irrigation systems designed to optimize water efficiency, Bondi Landscapes guarantees that every project is built to last.

4. Sustainable Practices in Landscape Construction

As awareness of environmental impact grows, sustainability has become a core principle at Bondi Landscapes. The team is dedicated to incorporating eco-friendly solutions in their landscape designs, creating outdoor spaces that are not only beautiful but also kind to the environment.

From selecting native plants that require less water to implementing energy-efficient outdoor lighting systems, Bondi Landscapes ensures that sustainability is woven into every project. Their designs often include water-saving features like rainwater harvesting systems, drought-tolerant plants, and efficient irrigation systems that reduce the overall environmental footprint of the landscape.

5. Proven Track Record and Reputation

Another reason why Bondi Landscapes is trusted in the Bondi area is its proven track record of successful projects. Over the years, the company has built a portfolio of stunning landscapes for residential and commercial properties, garnering positive reviews and word-of-mouth referrals. Their portfolio showcases a range of design styles—from modern minimalist gardens to lush tropical paradises—demonstrating their versatility and ability to adapt to different client needs.

The company’s reputation for professionalism, reliability, and delivering exceptional results has made it a trusted name for landscape construction in Bondi and beyond. Whether it’s a small garden makeover or a large-scale outdoor renovation, clients know they can count on Bondi Landscapes to get the job done right.

6. Comprehensive Services: From Design to Maintenance

Bondi Landscapes offers a comprehensive range of services that cover every aspect of landscape design and construction. Their offerings include:

Landscape Design: Custom designs tailored to your property and vision.

Landscape Construction: Full implementation of the design, from hardscaping to planting.

Pool Construction: Building luxury pools that complement your outdoor space.

Ongoing Maintenance: Keeping your landscape looking its best with seasonal care, plant management, and more.

This all-inclusive service ensures that clients don’t need to work with multiple contractors. Bondi Landscapes handles the entire process, making the experience seamless and stress-free.

Conclusion: Bondi Landscapes—Your Trusted Partner for Landscape Transformation

Bondi Landscapes has earned its place as a trusted name in the landscape design and construction industry by delivering exceptional results, personalized service, and a commitment to quality. Whether you’re looking to create a stunning garden, build a luxurious pool, or design an entire outdoor living space, Bondi Landscapes offers the expertise, creativity, and attention to detail you need. With their focus on sustainability, craftsmanship, and client satisfaction, it’s no wonder that Bondi Landscapes continues to be the top choice for homeowners and businesses in Bondi and Sydney’s Eastern Suburbs.

If you're ready to transform your outdoor space, contact Bondi Landscapes today and experience the difference that true landscape excellence can make.