#I miss the beach and vibe of season one

[endless-ineffabilities]

chemical override (10)

Ewan Mitchell x actress!reader

a/n: as dictated by the results of poll #6, this chapter will include stunt training, clubbing, and an accident. Plus, you've got tub anon to thank for... well... the tub scene :) Oh, and this is kind of 18+. Just a tad.

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Matt and the reader eagerly explore the uncharted waters of their budding relationship. Ewan is booked and busy with the preparation for his new franchise. Will Ewan and his darling even find time for each other, or should they just take this opportunity to let go?

The internet, ever so informative, lets you know that Ewan and Jenna’s arrangement is in its initial stages before he even calls to tell you. 

Their first interview with Josh Horowitz is immediately followed by another feature on the movie set, with the two talking about the pre-production, what they liked about the script, and their chemistry, which according to them, came naturally and did not require much work at all. It was practically the thing they had to work on the least. How lucky. 

A lighthearted reprieve came in the form of a meme that started circulating not long after their interview with Josh. In it, Ewan is caught looking like he's either malfunctioning or deep in a philosophical crisis. The internet ran with it, with captions like, ‘When you realise you left the oven on at home’, to comparing him to an NPC glitching out.

When you asked him about it, he quickly stammered that he simply spaced out. Sure. It was hilarious, nonetheless.

Your publicist Mallory had commented that soon Ewan and Jenna would be obliged to go on pap walks, something that would appear casual and separate from the confines of the project that they’re working on. Something that signals that their relationship is making it into the real world.

“That whole casual ‘just friends hanging out’ vibe they’re gonna push? It’s all part of the gig,” Mallory shared. “Next thing you know, they’ll be taking long walks on the beach or grabbing coffee in some trendy LA spot.”

You’d be lying if you said it didn’t sting. Even just a little. Sure, you know what the business is like. You’ve been on the same end of that deal just recently, with your own film’s PR efforts. But this arrangement that Ewan has doesn’t seem like the usual short-term fling to drum up buzz. It feels… heavy, like something that might actually stick.

“I’d be lying if I say I don’t find it all annoying, darling, but I try to look at it now as part of the job, you know?” he had said, when he phoned you one evening – his afternoon – to let you know that his stay in LA would be much longer than expected. 

You responded with, “Oh, yeah, I completely understand.” What else can you do? You aren’t together – you don’t have a claim to him, and vice versa. You thought that would make things better – easier – but you’re still waiting for that sense of comfort to kick in.

This is for the best, you would remind yourself every time a new headline surfaces. 

It’s only been a month since you last properly saw Ewan, since that night on the rooftop. In the early days, he messaged every day, called whenever he had a spare moment. But slowly, the calls have become shorter, more sporadic – chalked up to his increasingly busy schedule. Your tones have become more dispassionate – he blames it on his exhaustion, profusely swearing that he misses you so fucking much, but something feels different. 

Your job keeps you busy, with your commitments related to the new season of House of the Dragon, event appearances, and gearing up for the release of your film with Jacob. You are even invited to the upcoming Vanity Fair Young Hollywood Ball, an exclusive party to be held in New York.

And Matt is a more than welcome distraction. 

Matt, who has begun spending more time in your apartment after Ewan’s temporary move to LA. Matt, who brings you flowers that are apparently ‘beautiful, but pales in comparison to you’. Matt, who is unfailingly a gentleman, respecting your boundaries and not making a move since that time on your couch after your first date, when you told him to wait. 

He sits with you by your kitchen counter, in a disarmingly tight white shirt that leaves little to the imagination, one sturdy hand nursing a cup of coffee and the other on the small of your back to support you as you sit on the high stool, and you suddenly don’t want him to wait anymore. 

“Have you decided on what you’ll be wearing to the screening tonight, love?” he asks. 

“Why? Does it have to be pre-approved?” you playfully quip, narrowing your eyes at him.

“Ah,” he nods, smiling, playing along, “of course, of course. You think I’m an easy man to date? You’ve got to keep up with my standards, as beautiful as you already are.”

You laugh, playfully mussing his hair, and he catches your wrist before it drops back on the counter. He says, “I ask because I wanted to match you, so to speak. We’d be like two peas in a pod.”

“Oh,” you snort softly, “or you know, like Tweedledee and Tweedledum?”

“Funny girl,” he muses, before leaning forward and capturing your lips in a soft kiss, caffeinated and warm and Matty. You notice that his hand on your back is pressed firmer – he didn’t want you to slip when you leaned in. 

Charming bastard. He isn’t making things any easier… or maybe he is. 

Maybe he’s it. 

But the moment’s broken by a loud, offended-sounding meow. You look down to see Sansa, staring at Matt like he’s personally responsible for all the world’s problems.

“Hey, babygirl,” Matt croons, extending a hand toward her. Sansa, the biggest diva of a kitten, just gives him a slow blink before trotting off, clearly unimpressed.

“Calling her babygirl isn’t going to make her warm up to you,” you tease.

“She already doesn’t seem to like me,” he replies, scoffing. “Which is a shock, pretty much, how can she not?”

“So humble, Matthew.” You smile at his effortless charm, his easy personality. That’s all you seem to be doing nowadays. Matt is like your personal ray of sunshine. 

“I’ll win her over,” he declares confidently, sitting upright. “Anything for my lady.”

You roll your eyes. “How very Daemon of you.”

“Actually,” he laughs, “Daemon would probably feed her to Caraxes for being difficult.”

“Matthew!”

“I’m kidding!”

Sansa meows even louder, bounding away towards your bedroom. 

“Leave my Sansa alone,” you say, pointing at him accusingly.

He gives you a sly grin. “I will… if you come here and give me another kiss.”

Before you can respond, he slides your stool closer to his with a smooth movement, catching you off guard. You find yourself practically in his lap, his thighs pressing against yours as he waits, looking entirely too pleased with himself.

“Okay,” you sigh deeply, narrowing your eyes, unable to mask the smile that graces your lips. “One kiss, but only for Sansa.”

“Oh, shush and kiss me already, love.”

The film screening had been a private event, by invitation only from those who worked on the film. Edward Bluemel, Matt’s good friend, is a fellow actor marking his directorial debut with this film. For a first go, it was impressive, gripping from start to finish. Almost as much as Matt’s hand resting just above your knee, his thumb absentmindedly tracing soft circles into your skin.

Your cheeks had flushed when a particularly steamy scene came on the screen, and it might have been the nervous gremlins in your mind, but you swore Matt’s hand inched higher up your leg.

Now, on your couch, his hand is even higher. He hovers over you, his breath heavy and uneven as his fingers tease at the warmth between your thighs, so close to where you’re already aching for him. 

Maybe it was all the dirty martinis you drank at the open bar after the screening, or maybe this was a long time coming. Either way, you want him, and from the way his lips move urgently against yours, he wants you too.

It dawns on you that the tension is no longer something you can talk yourself out of.

He pulls away, and you protest with a mewling whine, your body arching into him. He nearly growls in frustration, the unspeakable sound you just made having a direct line to his hardened cock. With a gentle tug at the nape of his neck, you pull him back down to your lips, but he resists. 

“We have to slow down,” he chuckles mirthlessly. “Because we’re about to cross a line that I won’t be able to hold back from, love.”

“Matt – ”

“I understand – ” He licks his lips, letting out a slow and controlled breath. “ – that you want to wait – ”

Your confession comes out slow and measured, letting him know that this is what you really want. “Maybe I don’t want… to wait anymore.”

“Say that again,” he says slowly, his eyes darkening in lust. 

“Maybe I… I want you to fuck me.”

“Maybe?” he whispers, his voice rough, practically pleading.

“Oh, just fuck me.”

That’s all it takes for him to snap.

He undresses you in record time, ripping off every item of clothing from your body with an eagerness that betrays just how hungry he is for you.

Neither of you even bother to travel to your bedroom. At some point, your entwined naked bodies slip off the couch and onto your plush carpet. 

And you have a heated… What was it called again? 

Oh right – a damn good roll in the hay. 

The water is still warm in your deep clawfoot tub, steam rising gently from the surface. You lean back, head resting against the porcelain, that blissful post-sex daze settling over you. 

Matt slides into the water opposite you, his movements slow, deliberate. His eyes haven’t left you since he stepped in, and you can feel the weight of his gaze lingering on your skin. It isn’t just the remnants of your earlier intimacy – though that heat still hummed in the air between you – it’s something more. Something you can’t name and maybe you’re afraid to, but it tugs at you all the same.

A small smile plays on his lips, the kind that made your chest tighten – half teasing, half dangerous.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asks, voice low and smooth.

You exhale a soft laugh, running your fingers lazily through the water, trailing small ripples across the surface. “I’m not exactly complaining, am I?”

“Good. Wouldn’t want you to have second thoughts.” His tone is light, but the undercurrent of meaning isn’t lost on you.

You close your eyes, letting the warm water soothe your tired muscles, but even with the comfort of the bath, you can’t quite escape the one person lingering in the back of your mind. 

Matt isn’t Ewan, but he’s here, his presence steady, his charm disarming. He makes you laugh, makes you feel wanted in ways that are simple and uncomplicated, and maybe that’s what you need right now. Maybe it was okay to let yourself enjoy this, to live in this moment without overthinking what it meant.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Matt asks, leaning forward.

You open your eyes, catching the glint of amusement in his. “Just... thinking.”

“Dangerous territory,” he teases, reaching for your hand.

“Hmm, maybe,” you murmur, meeting his gaze. “You’re too charming for your own good, you know that?”

He chuckles deeply. “I’ve been told. But I like to think it’s part of my appeal.”

You roll your eyes, though you can’t help the smile tugging at your lips. “Cocky bastard.”

He grins, leaning in even closer, his breath warm against your cheek. “Takes one to know one.” His hand travels to your leg underneath the water, massaging gently.

“I’m serious, though,” he says softly, his voice taking on a more earnest tone. “I don’t want you overthinking this. We’re good, yeah?”

You nod, but there is a flicker of something else in your chest. Guilt, maybe? But Matt is right here, and he isn’t asking for anything more than what you could give, and for now, that is more than enough.

“We’re good,” you whisper, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips.

He smiles against your mouth, his hand moving to cup the back of your neck, pulling you in closer. “Good,” he whispers back, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

You laugh, the sound muffled as he kisses you again and positions you on top of him. You shuffle forward and discover a very obvious indication that he’s ready for round two of rolling in the hay. Or in the tub. Whatever works. 

He looks absolutely enraptured when you ride him, your motions causing tremors in the water. 

And in the sheer pleasure he gives you, surrounded by flickering candlelight and the smell of lavender, you allow yourself to let go.

The event has the industry buzzing - an exclusive event by Vanity Fair celebrating the rising stars of Hollywood. A masquerade party, the notion of which excited you to no end. You’d only read about such in books, in its medieval iterations, all poofy skirts and velvet waistcoats, the whole concept full of prestige and mystery. 

You spent days prepping with your team, the anticipation building until it felt like a living thing inside you. Your dress, a beautiful piece from Atelier Versace, fits like a glove, one side made of draped black sequins shimmering like liquid night against your skin. The theme is Midnight Elysium, and you look every bit the part - dangerous and glamourous and untouchable. 

Your makeup team did an impeccable job. Your eyeshadow resembles a swirling galaxy, a blend of silver and noir. Your lipstick is a perfect nude shade that matches your skin tone and your features.  

But then there was the mask. The final, necessary touch. Delicate black lace that settles over your eyes, framed with gold filigree and flecks of silver – sharp and ethereal at once. It was a piece of art, something you personally commissioned from a local designer in your hometown.

In a room where everyone claims to know everyone, a mask can be more than just a costume piece. It can be a weapon – giving you the freedom to be both seen and unseen. 

Stepping into the nightclub is like slipping in between worlds. Black velvet drapes line the walls, catching the glow of the minimal lighting – gold and silver chandeliers hanging like constellations. The bass from the music pulses underfoot, sending vibrations through your veins. Faces are obscured by extravagant masks, but you are able to recognise some of them if you look close enough. Milly is speaking to someone by the bar, and you remind yourself to pull her aside for a chat later. Timothee is introducing his date to a small flock of people. And Jacob is bounding right for you the moment you make eye contact. 

“There’s my leading lady,” he greets cheerfully, swooping down to kiss you on both cheeks. He’s wearing a metallic silver vest and trousers, along with a white mask that covers one side of his face like The Phantom.

“Wow,” you say, making a show of appraising him, looking at all 6 foot 5 inches of his figure up and down. “You look like a handsome disco ball.”

He laughs, the sound unmistakable even in the bustling nightclub. “And look at you! What are you, a cyberpunk witch? A sleek dominatrix?” 

“Careful now,” you warn him, “or I might just hex you into getting me a drink.”

“Coming right up,” he says, but his attention is pulled by someone calling his name. “Hold on a sec, I have to introduce you to some of my friends.” You let him lead you further into the room, and you’re swept into the rhythm of it all, moving through the crowd as if you belong – because you do. You’re slowly getting used to the weight of eyes on you, but tonight, it feels as if there’s a shadow you can’t quite shake. 

Your personal shadow in a room full of masked shadows. Your skin prickles, an awareness blooming under your ribs. In all the fuss leading up to this event, you hadn’t really bothered to check the full roster of attendees.

After several rounds of conversation, you excuse yourself for a moment and stand off to the side to take a breather. 

And then you see him.

Ewan stands across the room, a drink in hand, his black leather overcoat tailored to perfection. The mask he wears, a sharp cut of black and gold, adds a dangerous air to him. His effortlessly tousled hair sports a smattering of gold embellishments, like streaks of pale blonde hair. You take him in, every inch of him, that mischievous curve of his lips and the glint of his blue eyes underneath that mask. 

It hits you like a tidal wave, like a fucking hurricane, the longing you’ve tried to suppress for weeks. 

You shouldn’t want him this much, not when you both agreed to the break. To keep some distance. His fake romantic arrangement had made sure of that. And after everything, you knew that some separation was what you both needed. 

But seeing him now, looking at you like he’s starving… it’s enough to unravel every careful thread you’d stitched together since you last touched. You want to look away, pretend that this is just another night, that he’s just another fellow actor among the crowd. But the pull is too strong. It’s as if your legs move on their own volition, and you slowly move through the crowd, almost subconsciously drawn to him. 

He steps deeper into the shadows of the club as you approach, disappearing into one of the more secluded alcoves draped in heavy black velvet. No one will see you there. No one will know any better.

The world narrows down to just the two of you, and the music becomes a distant hum. It’s quieter, darker, and for all the trappings of the Hollywood elite, Ewan is far more intoxicating. 

“You’re here,” you whisper, half in question, half in disbelief.

But he’s already moving towards you, his eyes dark and hungry behind the mask. The air between you crackles with an undeniable need – weeks of distance, of longing, building up to this moment. He’s close enough that you feel the warmth of his body through your dress, and you so badly want to forget that this is a bad idea.

“I can’t stay away,” he says, his voice low and raw, like it’s costing him to hold back. “Not tonight.”

You swallow, your heart pounding in your chest, every rational thought slipping away as his fingers skim the bare skin of your waist through the slits in your dress. “We… we can’t,” you manage to say, but even to your own ears, it sounds weak. Oh, who are you trying to fool?

“How can I not? Fuck, how can you look like that and expect me to just walk away?”

You want to say something, something sensible, something to remind him of the stakes. But nothing comes to mind, not when his hand brushes up your arm, raising goosebumps in its wake. His other hand slips to your waist, pulling you closer until there’s no space between you. He dips his head down, breathing against your shoulders and your neck, taking you in like a vice. 

“Ewan,” you finally croak. “We agreed not to – ”

“I don’t bloody care,” he cuts you off, his mouth inches from yours. “We agreed to give it some time, sure, but I never agreed to stop wanting you. Besides, I make good on what’s asked of me. I play the part. I deserve to be rewarded, don’t I? And you’re the only prize I desire.”

His words hit you hard, melting any resistance you’d been clinging to. 

“Oh? So… so I’m just a prize now?”

He only smiles. “The only one worth winning.”

Before you can think, before you can stop yourself, you pull him closer and crash your lips into his. 

The kiss is hard, fierce, his mouth feverishly attacking yours. He tastes bittersweet, all hard bourbon and cigarettes. You’re certain that the lipstick your makeup artist painstakingly applied would be wiped clean off. His hands grip you harder, fingers digging into your flesh, pulling you closer, deeper, like he can’t get enough.

You break apart, gasping for breath. His lips are slick, shining in the occasional flicker of neon blue and red lights, his mask casting shadows across his sharp features.

A bright flash from the party's official photographer erupts in the corner, thankfully not pointed in your direction. Still, it momentarily shakes both of you back to reality. 

“Come with me.” His hand slips into yours, fingers curling possessively as he pulls you away from the cacophony of the club. You barely have time to react before you’re being led down a narrow, dimly lit hallway. He pushes open a door, leading you into a smaller room bathed in that same cold, electric blue. Plush seating is arranged haphazardly in the corners, but the space is mostly empty. The low hum of the bass still thrums in the distance, but it’s reduced to a faint echo. The smell gives off cigarette smoke and spilled liquor.

“Smoking area,” he says with a half-smirk, glancing around the room as if seeing it for the first time himself. “I think.”

“You think?” You raise an eyebrow.

He shrugs, utterly unconcerned. “Who cares? It’s just us in here.”

You shoot him a look, glancing back at the door. “Someone could walk in.”

He chuckles, stepping closer, that familiar heat radiating off him like a furnace. “It’s a party, darling. They’re probably wasted out of their minds. And besides…” He taps the edge of his mask, his eyes glinting mischievously behind the black and gold. “The masks?”

You bite your lip, trying to maintain some semblance of control. “And if someone does walk in?” you ask, arching a brow. “What then?”

He steps closer, crowding into your space, the tension thick between you. “Then they get a show,” he says, his voice playful and teasing, but laced with something darker. 

“Are you fucking serious?” 

“You can still walk away, darling,” he offers, trying to bait you when he knows full well that he already has you hooked. “Or, you can just shut up and kiss me.”

So much for giving it time. Ewan’s lips find yours once more, just as desperate, and you barely notice when he directs you to the seating, your back colliding with its velvet exterior. His low groan sends a wave of heat pooling in your stomach, and you think to yourself, this was a terrible idea. 

Your hands roam, finding the planes of his chest. He smoothly takes off his leather overcoat, revealing his bare torso underneath. The sight of it makes your head spin, and you croak unsteadily, “Ewan… not here, baby, we can’t – ”

“I know, darling,” he croons, his hand cradling your face. “I just wanna kiss you. I just want you… to touch me…” His other hand takes yours and drags it down the firm lines of his stomach, a desperate plea in his eyes. “Please, just – ”

The moment is abruptly shattered by the sound of giggling from the hallway, getting louder. Suddenly, the door opens and in stumbles a pair of girls, one of them you recognise to be Jenna. 

“Oh!” The other girl exclaims, clearly delighted by the situation she’s just walked into. She pulls off her mask, revealing herself as Emma Myers. “We found him! We finally found your date.”

Your heart plummets, right down on the liquor stained carpet.

“Hi,” you manage to squeak, getting to your feet and smoothing down your dress which had ridden scandalously higher up your thighs. “I’m – ”

“Oh, I know who you are,” Jenna says, shaking your hand, not the least bit bothered by the state she found you and Ewan in. “I love your work. I’m Jenna.”

“Oh… thank you – ”

Emma steps in, grinning. “Hi! I’m Emma. I’m such a fan.”

“Oh my god, I should be saying that to you guys!” you blurt, feeling a rush of relief at their easy demeanour. “I love Wednesday.”

They both gasp, and soon the three of you are exchanging compliments like old friends, chatting about each other's work with enthusiasm. Ewan, still seated, watches the scene unfold with barely concealed frustration. He eventually stands, shrugging his leather coat back on, and glances at Jenna.

“One of our producers is here,” Jenna explains cheerfully. “She’d love to chat with both of us.”

Right. Ewan’s her date. The word echoes in your mind, but the jealousy you expected to feel is oddly muted now. 

Ewan speaks, addressing only you, “Darling, will you – ”

“I’ve got her,” Emma declares, looping her arm around yours. “I’ve got so much I want to ask you!” Before you know it, she leads you out of the room like you’ve been best friends for years.

Ewan’s eyes stay on you, full of frustration and yearning, even as he and Jenna follow you out the door.

But you barely see him for the rest of the night.

The party is a blur of celebrities and conversations, but your mind keeps drifting back to that stolen moment in the blue-lit room. Eventually, your social battery runs out, and you slip out of the club early, unnoticed by most. 

Back at your hotel, you peel off your dress and drop onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling as the events of the night replay in your head. The feeling of his hands on your skin, the heat of his body pressed against yours – it’s all too much.

Your phone buzzes on the nightstand, snapping you out of your thoughts. Ewan One-Eye flashes across the screen.

You hesitate, thumb hovering over the screen, but you pick up. His voice is low, almost cautious. “You left early.”

“I was tired,” you reply, voice soft. “The party was great but it was... a lot.” Mainly because of him.

A beat of silence follows, and you wonder if he's wrestling with what to say next. “Are you okay?” You can almost picture him running a hand through his hair, jaw clenched, eyes dark with worry. 

“Yeah, I’m okay,” you say, unable to hide the tremble in your voice. 

Another long pause, with only his slow breathing on the other end. 

“I hate this,” he finally says, voice barely above a whisper, the raw emotion in his words hitting you like a punch to the gut. “I fucking hate that he gets to have you, and I don’t… and I can’t… ” He cuts himself off, and you hear the snap of his lighter followed by his sharp exhale.

You bite your lip, your throat tight with emotion. You’ve both been so careful, dancing around each other, pretending that you could stay apart.

“I’m flying back to London tomorrow night,” you blurt out, the words rushing out before you can stop them. It feels like a confession, like you’re admitting defeat.

“I need to see you before you go.”

“Ewan, we agreed – ”

“Fuck what we agreed!” His sudden outburst takes you by surprise, and you hear the raw need in his voice. “I don’t care about the arrangement, I don’t care about the distance. I just... I need you.”

You want to tell him that you need him too. You want to throw caution to the wind and agree to being together in secret despite the false romance he has to portray to the world. But you can’t. 

“I...” Your voice falters. “We’ll see each other soon.” It doesn’t feel like enough. With a soft sigh, you add on a lighter note, “Alyna still has to kick Aemond’s ass, you know.”

A beat passes, and then you hear his tired laugh on the other end. “Right,” he chuckles softly, the sound both comforting and heartbreaking. “Wouldn’t want to keep the fans waiting for that.”

“Yeah, well,” you say, trying for casual, trying not to let your voice crack, “someone’s got to put Aemond in his place.”

“Hmm, well if that place happens to be right in Alyna’s arms, I doubt you’ll hear any complaints about the script from me this time.”

You can’t help but smile at his teasing, but it only deepens the ache in your heart.

“Ewan…” you begin, but the words hang in the air, unspoken. 

“I know, darling,” he replies, his tone resigned yet gentle. “I miss you too.”

The training room is alive with the sounds of clashing swords and laughter, but you can’t help but feel a different kind of electricity buzzing in the air. Maybe it’s just the way Matt looks at you, as you rehearse a scene where Daemon helps Alyna brush up on her sword fighting. 

You lunge forward, initiating the first move with confidence, and he counters effortlessly, the blades clashing in a symphony of steel. The practice moves are intense, each swing bringing you closer. His eyes darken with focus as he follows your movements, and for a moment, it becomes easy to forget the rest of the stunt crew in the room. 

“Nice footwork,” Matt compliments, stepping in closer. His body brushes against yours, sending a rush of heat through you. Ever since your night together, he has only been more brazen with his affections. “But you’re leaving yourself open here.” He demonstrates, his sword brushing against your side as he adjusts your stance.

“There,” he says, his voice dropping lower, “feel that?” You swallow nervously, grateful that the stunt coordinator had moved on to Harry in the far side of the room.

“I think I might be too open,” you manage to say, trying to keep your tone light.

“Maybe,” Matt murmurs, stepping back slightly but keeping his gaze locked on yours. “But I can’t help but want to close the distance.”

As you move through the choreography, you both fall into a rhythm, and almost inevitably, the fight turns into something more playful. You circle each other, exchanging faux blows and laughter, the distracting banter causing the stunt director to approach and get you both back on track. 

Next up, you have to train for Alyna’s pivotal scene where she attempts to mount Caraxes as per Daemon’s command. 

As you practice the mounting technique on the mechanical dragon, you’re hyper-aware of every movement. The crew watches closely, ready to offer guidance. You grip the handles tightly, adrenaline coursing through your veins, and for a brief moment, you lose yourself in the character, feeling the thrill of the scene.

But then it happens. The Buck jolts unexpectedly, throwing you off balance. Time seems to slow as you feel yourself slipping. You try to brace for impact, but it’s too late. You land hard, the pain shooting through your ankle as it twists at an unnatural angle.

There is a stinging sensation too, by the side of your head, and all you think is – oh fuck. The world around you fades to a blur, just as chaos erupts.

When you finally regain consciousness, the sterile scent of antiseptic fills your nostrils. Your surroundings come into focus slowly, and your heart races when you realise you’re in a hospital room. The steady beep of a monitor is the only sound, punctuated by the faint rustle of fabric.

You feel his hand on yours before your eyes even land on his figure, slumped on a chair beside your bed. His head rests on his shoulder, his grip still lightly holding your hand. His brow is furrowed in worry, even in sleep. 

You feel lightheaded, and for a moment you worry that your concussion might be worse than it is, but no. It's just him. 

Then, the sound of your movement catches his attention. He stirs, his eyes fluttering open, and when he meets your gaze, relief instantly washes over his features. 

“Love… you’re awake.”

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Some notes in the margins...

Well, well, well. Yous were convinced that Matty would get the clubbing scene, helped by the red herring of his dancing video. Alas!

Is that Matty at the end there? Or a certain Mitchelly man? Hmm... one wonders. 💖

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[coff33andb00ks]

world around us

summary: you're a candle in the window on a cold dark winter's night word count: 1k pairing: lando norris x oscar piastri x driver!reader (lilli. it's lilli) warnings: just pure fluff, slightly suggestive language(?) a.n.: final installation of my I need Lilli to have an amazing birthday series! this is once again for @maxlarens HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILLI MY LOVE!!! playlist: completely unhinged songs that fit the vibe

"No no no no no no no! You can't do that! You fuckin' muppet!"

Oscar mirrors your eye roll as Lando protests you placing a house on one of your properties. "She owns it though?" he says tentatively.

Lando scoffs, snatching up the guide and snapping it open. "The rules say–"

"I refuse to follow rules when you rolled twice so you wouldn't go to jail," you say with a huff, snatching the guide from him.

"I had to! One of the dice landed on the floor!"

"Oh but when we play golf I have to play no matter where my ball lands?"

"Yes." Lando gives you a look of disbelief, as though the idea of breaking a golfing rule is akin to murder. "It's not my fault you can't hit a ball straight."

"Just for that–" You slap more brightly colored money in front of Oscar - Oscar has to be the banker he's the most honest one among us - and grab a hotel to replace the house. "Suffer."

Lando groans, throwing up his hands. "You're cheating. I hate games night."

Oscar's grin shifts and he begins to chuckle. "We could play Trivial Pursuit?"

"No," Lando whines, picking up the dice to take his turn. "That game makes me feel stupid."

"Uno?" you suggest sweetly.

"No, we'll finish this. Capitalism is good to me, I'll make a comeback." Lando nods to himself as he shakes the dice. "Just shut up so I can focus."

And then, twenty minutes later–

"What d'you mean I owe you double the rent?!"

The rules are checked - well this is fucking bullshit - and he counts out all of his money to pay up. Suddenly capitalism sucks and he's clinging to his one property block and his cash like they're his lifeline.

You'll never know how (he probably cheated) but he wins. Monopoly money rains down as he celebrates and you fall back with laughter when Oscar flips the board in disgust.

You love games night. The silly playlist Lando put together plays, Disney movies play, muted, on the tv, and you've got them.

Lando and Oscar. Your biggest rivals on the track and your closest friends off. You're celebrating Oscar's first win this week now that summer break is here, enjoying the lazy days before you each take off in different directions to visit family and recuperate from an exhausting first half of the season.

"Loser cleans up," you remind Oscar and he groans as he gives you a kiss then begins picking up the mess. Lando's singing along to the latest country song he's obsessed with - Is it your heart or mine? Is it whiskey or wine? Is it somethin' in the night Makin' us wanna cross that line? - and he follows you into the kitchen to get more drinks.

"You sure you don't want to come along with me?" he asks, reaching around you to get a beer from the fridge.

"Let me see... Golfing with a bunch of men versus beach time with my best friends…" You hum thoughtfully, squealing when loops an arm around you.

"That can't be right. Me and Osco are your best friends," he says.

"Let me rephrase. Best women friends."

He's holding you close, swaying a little to the song playing - you think Oscar's the one who added ABBA, or maybe it was you - and you smile a little as you sway with him. He hums songs without realizing it and it's one of his more endearing habits.

"But I'll miss you," he murmurs, tucking his chin on your shoulder.

"I'll miss you too." And you will. This season you've grown closer to him. Literally, considering he finally talked you - and Oscar - into moving to Monaco. But also figuratively. You're just as rough on yourself as he is on himself, and with all the macho bravado that surrounds you every race week, it's nice to have someone who understands your being upset over missing out on a podium due to your own failings as a driver, your miscommunication with the team. It's rarer to have someone who understands shouldering the blame of the team's missteps – if I was better at this, they would trust my judgment but I'm not so they don't and that means—

"Not getting sappy on me are you?" Lando teases.

"You started it," you mutter. Turning, you wrap your arms around him. "We can live a few weeks without each other."

"I mean… You'll text right? Call?" he asks softly.

"FaceTime too," you promise.

It's tentative and new and so fucking scary but he gives you a soft kiss. Not your first with him, but it still makes your heart do that weird little flutter that it's only ever done with one other person.

"Jenga?" Oscar calls from the living room and Lando perks up instantly, nearly knocking you down in his haste to get back to the only other person he's going to miss during break.

Jenga with your boys is impossible. They're too competitive, know too many things they can say that make the other break and send the blocks flying.

"Oh of course he's going for the bottom, man loves to be at the bottom," Oscar mutters to you and Lando's giggling, covering his face with his hands as the tower collapses.

The games are abandoned, and you're squished on the couch between them, Oscar's lips on your ear, Lando's head on your stomach as the three of you, tipsy and relaxed, begin making plans for the last days of break while a Studio Ghibli movie plays. It's not said by either of you, but you already know that the three of you will find each other long before the break is over.

The world is easier to bear when it's the three of you together. It's still new, still tentative, still scary as hell, but it feels oh so right.

[waratah-vroom]

Good Vibes (ms47)

Liked by yourusername, schumiangel and 485,208 others f1: Haas will not be renewing their contract with Mick Schumacher for the 2023 season. There is currently no word on the German driver's future on the grid for next year.

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mercedesamgf1 and mickschumacher

Liked by georgerussell63, f1 and 1,482,405 others mercedesamgf1: signed ✍️ We are happy to announce our 2023 reserve driver, mickschumacher!

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“You seem happy.”

Mick sighed contently, his head resting on your lap as the two of you stretched out in front of the fire. Snow was falling outside the large windows, but you were nice and toasty wrapped up in a blanket with your furnace of a boyfriend in your arms.

“I am happy. I’m with you. Alone in the mountains with no one to bother us.”

“Yeah,” you nodded, but that wasn’t what you meant. “I meant in general. You seem happier than you were last month. More relaxed.”

He rolled over so his blue eyes met yours, his lower lip between his teeth. “You mean since Haas fired me.”

“Baby,” you fought off the eye roll. “If they hadn’t fired you, you would have quit.”

“I wouldn’t have-”

“You should have. They treated you like shit.”

“At least I was on the grid.”

“But was it worth it?” He was silent. You’d been having a version of this conversation since 2021. “Was it really worth being blamed for their failure just so you could drive?”

He leant back into your hand that was scratching his head, almost cat-like as his eyes fluttered closed. “I guess not.”

“And if you hadn’t left, you wouldn’t have been given the opportunity that you have now at Mercedes.”

“I know, I just hate when you’re right.”

“I’m right all the time.”

“Yeah and I hate it,” he opened one eye, a grin spreading across his face.

“Fine, if you hate it so much I won’t show you the new things I bought from Agent Provocateur.”

“Wait, don’t they make lingerie?” You didn’t respond, picking your phone up from next to you and opening instagram. “Hase? They make lingerie, right?” You could see the desperation on his face from the corner of your eyes and couldn’t help the small smile edging its way on your lips. “Baby, I’m sorry, you know I was joking. Come on, you have to show me what you bought. Please? I’ll do anything.”

That piqued your interest. He rarely needed to beg you as you usually gave in straight away, so this was a nice change. “Anything?”

“Anything.”

Liked by ms47fangirl, schumiangel and 340,274 others mercedesamgf1: Mick's first visit to Brackley as our official reserve driver!

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[coqxettee]

Coquette Summer Essentials:

Some essentials you may want to invest in for a Coquette summer ♡

Heart shaped sunglasses. Pink, beige, white or red go with most outfits, and are an absolute staple <3

Milkmaid dresses/tops. They give farmers daughter vibes and go with literally everything. Try and get white ones that match with most things <3

Pretty, long “flowing” skirt’s. Floral ones or baby pink ones are the best because they are eye catching and are pretty summer colors. They also are nice and breezy, not too hot if your walking around/exploring a city in the middle of the hot day <3

Cami tops. (self explanatory, they go with every coquette outfit no matter the season) <3

Dainty flip flops. Try and get ones with daisies or rhinestones, flowers or lace on them <3

A pretty bikini. You can get floral ones, pink ones, Victoria secret ones are so pretty too! <3

Light-wash denim shorts and dungaree’s <3

Floral dresses, tops and shorts <3

Light colored bedding, to give your room a fresh feel <3

Beach scented candles for your room/home <3

A pretty beach bag, to store all your girly essentials in <3

A cute beach towel, to look like a doll for those tanning hours <3

Seashell/dainty jewelry. Preferably gold because it looks beautiful with a tan <3

Hair ribbons/flower hair clips/flower crowns/pretty claw clips/tie head bands for those pretty summer hair styles <3

A floral/coconut/fresh scented shower gel, moisturizer, hand cream, lip scrub and body spray/mist, to keep you smelling and feeling fresh on mega-hot days <3

A signature perfume. (Miss Dior, one of the Ariana Grande fragrances, Chanel etc) <3

A pretty handheld fan, to keep in your bag on hot days <3

A cute, pink pair of sneakers for when your walking/hiking a lot <3

A pink water-bottle, so you stay hydrated all day long which is so important! (I love the Lululemon one) <3

A pink yoga-mat. For outdoor Pilate and Yoga sessions in the summer mornings/evening’s <3

A sweet smelling, protective Sun Cream or SPF to protect you from the sun <3

A fruity lip gloss, so your fruit-punch lips stay glossy in the bright sunshine <3

I hope this gave you some ideas! Don’t forget to romanticize and stay safe this beautiful summer my angels - Coqxette <3

[lenoraah]

𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴

pairing - mick schumacher x reader

summary - cute and (hopefully) short moments in mick and reader’s relationship written in headcannons

a/n - i also did this for Charles and Logan :)

☆ logan’s version | charles’s version

★ ☆ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

height difference-

~if you’re a short girlie like me this one is for you

~I know Mick is 5’9/176cm but it’s okay, it’s okay

~i feel like height could seen like a teasing and cute thing in your relationship

~basic things like patting your head or resting his chin on the top of your head

~or they can slowly get dirty, like he has his hands on your hips and they slowly travel towards there when you in dress or you just woke up and you’re in a nightie or, i don’t know, panties

~back to other fluffy things, the classic ‘i can’t reach the top self’ or reaching up on your tiptoes to kiss him

~either you’re tiny and petite or the two of have a major seven inches/17.78cm height difference, it doesn’t really matter. he sees you as like a little gnome or tiny fairy that he has to protect

~oh and we can’t forget the, ‘one question, how’s the weather down there?’

dancing in the rain-

~ugh I love this idea for much

~i can imagine drizzling rain, lacy crème slip dresses, navy sweater and chinos and record players

~it would be after a fancy yacht party or a dinner date

~Mick would insist that the two of you would go right back into your apartment before you get sick but you would insist that a quick dance wouldn’t hurt

~even if music is a bit impossible on a sidewalk loud enough for the two of you to hear through the rain, there would definitely be some of that internal dialogue music

~however if it’s pouring rain, the two of you would find time to dance in your living room

~that’s where the record player come in

~i’m getting Lana Del Rey and Gracie Abrams vibes from dancing with a perfect blue eyed blonde boy in your living room wile it’s pouring outside

summer break-

~summer would be your favorite season

~it’s when the two of you can wake up next to each other without a rush and make breakfast together and stay up watching a cheesy movie together

~i can see hiking, swimming and to be honest any outside activity

~I live for the thought of you and Mick being parents to Angie

~going out for walks with her, watching her run around the beach following Mick

~all three of you would be so happy especially you and Angie

~because instead of having her whimpering in your lap whiling watching the race missing your boyfriend because he’s with the team at the race

~overall one more thing is that you are the one that has to remind him to wear sunscreen otherwise you’ll have a cute tomato- uh i mean a cute sunburnt boyfriend

teaching each other your mother tongue-

~we all know Mick speaks German

~if you do know another language than the two of you definitely teach the other person some basic conversation words

~he would also learn because he wanted to talk to your parents incase their English isn’t that well or they don’t know English and it would be nice to talk to Gina and Corinna in German

~you and him would learn to call each other cute nicknames in each other’s mother tongue

~can you imagine the look on his face when you call him schatz or liebe

~it would be so cute

~however if you don’t know any other language then he will still teach you some words

~okay one more idea, what if he propose to you in your mother tongue

~ugh i can’t with this and him

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

JJ: Part One

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.4k

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Summary: It's up to you and your team to find a woman who has been missing for three days. The police already have the suspects in custody, but they're not talking. You trust your instincts to get the job done but you can't seem to feel like there is something... bad... waiting for you.

Season Six Masterlist

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there are any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them.

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"A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy." – Jean Racine

Reports of a missing woman come through and local police caught who they think are in connection to it. Without substantial evidence, they can only hold the two guys for so long before they're forced to release them, and they have only twelve hours left. They need your help because they believe they have the two suspects in custody. If either of them was charged with anything, they won't be able to charge them again if evidence comes up.

Nineteen-year-old Kate Joyce, an honor student, was vacationing at the beach with friends when she disappeared nearly three days ago. Detective Bob Mathias is expecting your arrival just as soon as JJ and Hotch are done talking to Strauss in his office. You're not sure about what but you can feel everyone's silent panic.

"They've had suspects in custody the whole time, but nothing," Derek sighs.

"They can't even charge them with anything unless they find her body. What are the chances of that?" You look up and see JJ, Hotch, and Strauss still in Hotch's office. They've been in there all morning, and that's got half the team worried. "They're still in Hotch's office, huh?"

"It can't be good."

"JJ's still in there?" Penelope asks when she and Emily join the group.

Spencer reaches for the chocolate you got him yesterday and pops three candies in his mouth. When he gets nervous, he eats and he's as nervous as it gets not only for himself and the team, but for JJ.

"Again with the dairy?" Emily asks.

"I can't help it. I love dairy."

You run your fingers through Spencer's hair which is a lot shorter than it was when he first got it cut. He leans into your touch and closes his eyes briefly, and he looks up at you with a smile.

"It's been, what, twenty minutes?"

"Yeah, and we're in the air in ten. Do you think it's about the case?"

"I don't think so," Emily answers.

"Do you know something?"

"Do I know something?" she repeats Pen's question.

"She just repeated the question. You always say that's a sign."

"Do you know why JJ's in there?"

"I have no idea."

"Y/N, can't you figure out what they're saying?" Pen asks.

"I'm not God, Pen. I can't hear conversations through walls and windows."

"I know, but you can feel the vibe, right?"

"Yeah, you're right." You concentrate on what you can feel. Anger. Desperation. Frustration. "I don't think it's about the case. I think it's something more personal. There's a lot of anger in that room, mostly coming from Strauss."

JJ knows everyone is watching the closed office door in anticipation. She'd be worried, too, if someone else was in here.

"I have given it thought. I'm not interested."

"Clearly. You turned down the job twice without consulting your unit chief," Strauss says.

"Agent Jareau is under no obligation to discuss it with me."

"If the Pentagon calls one of your team members, you should know about it. Why didn't you tell Agent Hotchner that you turned down the position?" Strauss asks JJ.

"I never wanted it to get this far because—"

"--because you know it's a better job."

"Because I don't want to leave this one," she glares slightly.

"You've been here six years."

"Nearly seven, ma'am."

"Change is good, and from what I understand, there's less travel with this position. You could stay home with Henry."

"Excuse me?"

"I understand the sacrifices."

"I do what I love. It's made me a better person and a better mother. Any 'sacrifices' I have made have been for my family. I don't have a single regret."

JJ is someone you never want to piss off and Hotch can see she's getting angry at Strauss.

"We're all in agreement that Agent Jareau is a valuable part of this team, and it's understandable why the executive branch is requesting a transfer. However, if Agent Jareau respectfully declines their request, there's no way you can make her go."

"No, I can't." She turns her focus to Hotch. "Have you looked at the video of the missing girl?"

"Everyone is watching it now."

"You're expected in Maryland within the hour."

"We'll be there. Thank you." Strauss leaves the office angrily but knows how to hide it well. "JJ... Pentagon?"

"Sorry, I didn't tell you."

"It's okay. It's just a big deal. A liaison for the Department of Defense? It's a major promotion. Are you sure you don't want this?"

"Hotch, I belong here."

JJ leaves the office and notices everyone staring at her. Knowing that you're caught, everyone looks away and pretends to be busy. Rossi heads up the stairs to talk to Hotch, passing JJ by.

"You'd think profilers would cover better than that, wouldn't you?" Rossi chuckles.

"You read up on the suspects for the case?"

"It presents like the typical dominant/submissive, but I doubt it's that textbook."

"We've only got one shot at this."

Since takeoff is in five minutes, no one wastes time in getting to the plane. Hotch leaves his office and you all gather around him as you walk to the elevator.

"How long have they been in custody?" Derek asks.

"Sixty hours. We have twelve more to get a confession or find the body."

"Syd Pearson has a lot of money and connections. If we let him go, we may never see him again. James Barrett doesn't have the same resources."

"Do you think these guys did it?" Pen asks when everyone piles into the elevator.

"The locals do. They tried to get them to turn against one another, but that didn't work. It seems they have a bond that dates back to childhood."

"We only have a thirty-minute flight. That's not enough time to delve into their histories."

Penelope passes out papers to everyone.

"These are bullet points on the missing woman. The second and third pages are all about the suspects."

"Garcia, we're gonna need phone records, credit card receipts, and anything else you can find."

"Yes, you'll have them when you get back."

JJ joins the group and you're all off to the plane. Since you're running ten minutes behind, the pilot wastes no time in getting into the air. Spencer immediately goes to the bathroom, and you join JJ's side by the small kitchenette.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"You know you can talk to me about anything, right?"

"I know," she smiles.

"Does this have anything to do with Strauss?" She doesn't say anything which gives you your answer. "Look, I'm not going to force you to tell me but whatever it is, I know you'll make the right decision."

JJ pulls you into a hug before returning to her seat. You knock on the bathroom door lightly and put your ear to the door.

"Spencer, are you okay?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

You go back to your seat and look at JJ who addresses the entire team.

"I got this offer from the Pentagon. I turned it down twice. I never told Hotch or Strauss. That's what the meeting was about."

"Strauss wants you to take it," you sigh. "Of course, she does. It'll make her look good if you get promoted."

"I don't trust her for a second."

"You shouldn't."

Spencer comes back from the bathroom and wipes his mouth. Normally, you wouldn't think much of it but you know he's been having headaches a lot recently.

"Are you okay?" you whisper.

"I threw up," he whispers back.

You put your hand on his thigh and your head on his shoulder in silent comfort as the conversation moves along to the case at hand.

"Okay, let's review," Hotch says.

"Kate Joyce, nineteen years old, was last seen leaving a bar with these two men, Sydney Pearson and James Barrett, both twenty. She was reported missing the next morning when she didn't meet her friends. That was almost three days ago. Their story is they dropped Kate at the motel, but there were no cameras to confirm that. Search and rescue have been all over the island and dragged the inlet but found absolutely nothing. Both said they had sex with Kate. They're claiming it was consensual."

"There's no way to confirm. There's no body."

"I doubt it was consensual."

"We've got to prove they're guilty of more than just being seen with her."

"Well, the police weren't able to find any holes in their stories. We're gonna have to break them down psychologically."

"I'm good at that," you grin.

"Morgan, I want you and Y/N to lead the interrogation. Dave, you, Reid, and Prentiss start at the bar. JJ, Kate Joyce's family is still at the station."

"Still? For three days?"

"They never went to the hotel. I want you to stay with them."

You and Derek make a good team and you think that between you two, you'll get the men to confess. Detective Bob Mathias greets the team eagerly when you arrive shortly after landing. Rossi, Spencer, and Emily separated from the group to go to the club while the rest headed to the police station. Kate's parents are in an empty office, heartbroken for their daughter.

"They haven't left. The mayor personally set them up with a penthouse suite at the Harrison Grand, but they won't go."

"They can't. You're their only source of information. To be even a minute away would add to their torture," JJ sighs.

"I've kept them away from the suspects. Now, I don't get why you want them together."

"Trust me."

JJ leaves to talk to the parents while Mathias takes the rest of you to the empty conference room. On the big screen is the only video surveillance of Kate, Syd, and James at the club.

"It hit the national news yesterday. A lot of pressure. The mayor would rather have a great white attack than a homicide."

"Sure. A shark attack makes the mayor a victim. A killer makes him responsible."

The video plays and Kate gets into the car that either belonged to Syd or James. Both boys embrace before James gets in the back and Syd gets behind the wheel.

"Once she got into that car, we have no idea what happened."

"The suspects' stories hold up. They've told them dozens of times without variation. There's got to be some truth in them."

"Syd Pearson is a handful. Jimmy Barrett is dumber than a box full of rocks. They've only been out of their holding cells to be interrogated or to use the John."

"You've got video?"

"Yeah, we've got cameras in both rooms."

"Good. We'll have to rely on nonverbal cues. That'll expose their weaknesses."

"I'm on it," you say.

Both suspects come out from a room on the other side of the police station, walking right past the office that Kate's parents are in. Her dad sees red when he notices them and storms out of the room.

"Hey! What did you do with Kate?!" he yells.

"Calm down, man!" Syd says.

Police officers jump between the two men and hold the father back from doing something he might regret. James looks down and tries to get out of there quickly but Syd is riled up at the attention.

"I will kill you, you understand? Do you understand me?!"

"Keep them away from me!"

"Barrett avoided conflict. Pearson was provocative."

"The blond one is getting off on this," Derek says.

"If he knows where Kate is, that's his power."

Mathias, Derek, and Hotch sit in the room between the two interrogation rooms while you approach Syd's room. These officers have been doing the same thing for two days straight. What they need is a change if you have any hopes of getting them to confess. You open the door to Syd's room and poke your head in. You made sure to keep your jacket off and show off your shirt that accentuates your breasts. He perks up when he sees you and smirks slightly.

"Can I get you anything? Water? Soda? Are you hungry?"

"Starving."

"What do you want? Anything."

"Hmm. Tuggie's roast beef with fries. The Curly ones."

"You got it," you nod.

"And a beer."

"Nice try," you smirk and leave.

You join the three men and put your jacket back on, buttoning it back up and covering your breasts.

"What the hell was that?" Mathias asks.

"We're just trying to establish some trust."

"Uh-huh. Are you going to ask the other one, too?"

"No," you shake your head.

"In other words, you're not going in there?"

"Not yet."

"You know, we don't have a lot of time here," Mathias sighs impatiently.

"They've been slammed with the same questions for the last two and a half days. If we go in there with that strategy, we'll get nowhere."

"I don't get it."

"If we go in there, they have all the power."

"So, what, we wait?"

"For a while."

According to her parents, Kate is a sweetheart. She went to a good school, got good grades, and had great friends. Everything points to her being the golden child, so it doesn't make sense that she'd go off with Syd and James. There aren't many videos or images of the trio during that night but all of Kate's friends said they were bar hopping. They were constantly on the move. The suspects didn't move, they waited for her.

A sea of opportunity. Why was she drawn to these guys? She could have known them but all of her friends say that wasn't likely. She was only here for a week before meeting Syd and James. If she trusted them enough to go with them, then that means she met them before Friday. She'd be too cautious to go off with total strangers.

Hotch's phone rings and he answers Penelope's call.

"Garcia, what do you have?"

"Oodles of records. Cell phones, credit cards, and some juicy juvie. Sending details now. It is safe to say these two have always been in trouble."

"When did it start?"

"The summer of 2000."

"They were only ten. What did they do?"

"See for yourself."

You get a notification and open the email from Penelope. There is a long list of shit they've done, and you shake your head apprehensively.

"Naughty boys. Shoplifting, vandalism, and burning a house down albeit an abandoned building. Fireworks. Assault charges were dropped last summer."

"It looks like they bring the worst out in each other."

"Are you two ready?"

"I want James."

"Why?" Hotch asks.

"I know he kidnapped her. She's not dead, I would have felt it all over them. Her energy is all over Syd but that energy is more lustful than dead. They had sex. The energy on James is fearful. He's the unsub and I don't think Syd knows. I'll prove it to you."

"Okay, I trust you," Hotch nods.

You want to know how it goes with Syd so you watch Derek's interrogation with him before going over to James' room.

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[chaotic-neutral-knitter]

I was tagged by @epersonae and @spirker and @scribophile to share my favorite fics that I've written! Thank you for tagging me!!

Impure Thoughts: Some is definitely at the top of the list, it's the fic of mine that I re-read the most because it's funny and cute as shit. People have said they like Ed's internal monologue in it, which has been interesting since this fic is about as close to my own stream of consciousness as anything I've written 😅 so that's a point for the ADHD!Ed Teach truthers out there I guess. Also I really like Lucius in this one. And there's now a podfic by 1happydaiz!

The Apple Doesn't Fall Far is another one - not as many people have read this one but it has some of my favorite Stede moments that I've written, I think? Canon divergent after season 1 - Alma stows away on the ship and it takes a few days to bring her back home. This is not an angsty fic at all, very chill vibes. Mostly told from Ed's point of view as he watches Stede be very anxious about his daughter turning up on a pirate ship.

Also, because I still think it's the funniest fic I've written, there's Dear Ed (sorry, wrong chat) which is told from Mary Bonnet's point of view as her group of widows keeps discovering Stede's letters to Ed washed up on the beach and try to figure out the identity of Ed and "S.B." (Mary knows the whole time, obviously) (she hates this). There is also a podfic of this one, also by 1happydaiz <3

I'd like to no pressure sorry if you already did it and I missed it tag @veeagainsttheday, @chocolatepot, @emi--rose, @fuckyeahisawthat, and @margaritaville!

[clarksels]

It's not a cruel summer

Ona Batlle x rem!reader

(pecas : freckles)

"pecas" you called Ona, ever since you met her that had been your nickname for her "you have my cell phone?" Ona raised her arm from the deck chair by the pool, holding your cell phone "why did you have my cell phone?" you asked taking it out of her hand "why do you only have Taylor Swift music?" she answered with a question "because it's summer duh" Ona took off her sunglasses "I'm sure in the winter your playlist will be the same"

You sat on a deck chair next to Ona, while the other girls of the team were preparing the grill "when did your boobs grow? Ona asked you when she saw you in your swimsuit "I think this morning" you answered with laughter.

"I always wanted to live a movie summer" you said turning to look at Ona "a summer doing what girls my age do" you added.

Ona was about to respond when Mary arrived holding two glasses, Ona took one and you took the other, after a while of conversation with Mary and Ona you got up to help your teammates with what they were preparing.

Batlle thought about what you told her, she knew that to be a professional athlete you had to make sacrifices.

Some girls were in the pool playing with a beach ball, others were sunbathing, you and the others were taking care of the food, you were very comfortable with the music, after these days you had to return to America to train for the women's world cup.

"pecas come to dance" you shouted to Ona who was still in the same place, only this time she was watching something on her cell phone "party pooper" you didn't pay more attention to her and continued dancing, the song that was playing always gave you good vibes ~paramore - hard times~.

In the best part of the song you heard Ona's voice calling you, you wanted to embarrass her but her insistence won "YN!" you went like a puppy running to its master but you stopped in your tracks when Mary made a toast, obviously she was already drunk.

"I love you girls" she said crying raising her glass "you are my favorite girls in the world" she finished saying and the hubbub of the Mancherter United players was noticeable.

Continuing on your way you reached Ona "if you don't want to celebrate let me do it" you protested at her earlier interruption "look at this" she showed you her phone, you recognized what it was, pictures of two tickets to Taylor's next concert.

A high pitched scream came out of you that made Ona crumple her face and cover her ears, the girls in the pool repeated her act, you started jumping for joy without even realizing it, you hugged Ona still jumping up and down with happiness. You looked at the pictures of the tickets again, you didn't know how Ona had gotten the tickets two days before the concert, "thank you thank you thank you thank you" you kept saying.

You were back in your country, on the plane ride Ona had slept, you watched videos on youtube of how to make bracelets, you had no idea what you would do with them but in tiktok most of the girls who went to a Taylor concert wore them.

Ona was putting on some earrings in front of the mirror when you decided to talk "I don't want you to say goodbye to me" you complained.

Since you found out that Ona would be at Barcelona next season no one talked about it. Ona had been your first friend on the team and as Mary said in her toast, they were also your favorite girls in the world, but the connection you had with Ona was different and if she left it wouldn't be the same.

"You think I'm doing this to say goodbye to you?" you shrugged "you traveled all this way just for a concert instead of going to see your family, for what other reason would it be?" Ona finished putting on her earrings and looked at you "first don't make me look bad daughter and second if you think we won't be friends anymore because I will be in Barcelona you don't know me well" Ona informed you "I'm going to miss you anyway" you said pouting.

When you and Ona finished getting ready you and Ona left the hotel to get to the concert earlier and live the whole experience. "I'll be back in a moment" said Ona before leaving in a hurry and disappearing among the people coming and going, while you were waiting for Ona's arrival you exchanged bracelets with some girls, the excitement could be seen on your face.

Ona came to you and gave you a white t-shirt "we should wear this" she said holding another t-shirt, you took the one she had given you and spread it with your hands, it had something written on it, you recognized it was Ona's handwriting "karma is my girlfriend" you read the phrase on the t-shirt "this is mine" Ona said showing you hers that had "karma" written on it.

You laughed "you know that is karma is my boyfriend, right?" Ona rolled her eyes "don't you understand?" Ona said with frustration "this is my way of asking you if you want to be my girlfriend" you opened your mouth slightly in astonishment, that had taken you by surprise "you like me?" you questioned "I didn't come to America to say goodbye to you, I came because I love you".

"pecas" you exclaimed hugging Ona "this is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever done for me" Ona cradled your face in her hands "I need an answer" she mumbled, you nodded repeatedly "yes" you answered still with your hands around Ona's waist "she is my girlfriend!" shouted Ona provoking applause from the people around, Ona brought her face close to yours and gave you a tender kiss on the lips.

[ilikekidsshows]

I hope I didn't miss it on your blog, but what are your thoughts in Lilith in Hazbin Hotel? Do you think she's evil? Good? Nuanced grey area?

I personally really REALLY hope that while Lilith most likely genuinely did do alot wrong, like not really supporting Lucifer with his former plan to help sinners because she couldn't leave her dislike of heaven behind and didn't wanted Charlie anywhere near all that and Lucifer while he insisted on perusing that dream

I still truly hope that Lilith in that case came to realize later on that her own actions and pride caused alot of damage, too, and that she's trying to help her family in her own way. Like, her agreeing to the deal with Adam to stay in Heaven and leave her family behind to make sure they are 100% spared.

Or maybe Lilith put something in motion in the last 7 years in Heaven that resulted in it being possible for a sinner to be redeemed.

Sorry, im rambling. I just hope that there will be interesting nuance to Lilith. I'm perfectly fine with her being a very flawed individual and that she caused genuine damage and pain for her loved ones that she has to take accountability and make up for now. I just want there to be more than Mom = Evil

What about you? ^^

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I haven't had much of a chance to discuss Hazbin Hotel yet, actually. I didn’t expect to have this much to say about Lilith, since all we know for a fact is that 1) she’s been missing for 7 years, 2) she recently had a beach vacation at an undisclosed not-Hell location (people are assuming Heaven, I think Eden might also be an option), 3) she had a deal of some sorts with Adam. That’s not much to go on. Lilith is running her own agenda that involved Adam in some way. Did she approach Adam with an agreement of sorts, or was it Adam’s idea? If it was the latter, was she a willing accomplice or was she forced in some way? The situation is vague enough that it could go any way.

We can make some assumptions, however. Like, the family pictures of the Morningstars present very mixed ideas of the family. Images of a young child Charlie with her parents show them as being happy and smiling and hugging each other close. Images of a teenaged Charlie, however, show an uncertain Charlie and parents putting up a front. Lucifer’s sincere smile has been exchanged for an arrogant smirk while Lilith’s smile has turned distant and mysterious. They also stand more stiffly, further apart. Of course, you can make the argument that these are official royal portraits, but then why is the princess presented so unregally? Why haven’t the family made any cute snapshot paintings for Lucifer to hang up in his workshop, why is it those early childhood images? This all tells us that the Morningstar family was genuinely happy at some point, but not anymore, which has led them to grow more distant from each other, but what caused that is a mystery.

Another thing to note is Charlie’s clothing style. In any portrait including Lilith, Charlie wears feminine clothing, with black as the dominant color, which is a color Lilith also prefers. Grown Charlie, however, wears masculine clothing and favors red, which makes her style more similar to her father’s. For some reason, Charlie takes turns emulating her parents. Is it a natural “I want to look like that” reason or has Charlie been stuck between her parents while they had issues with each other? In an episode revolving around Charlie and Lucifer’s relationship, the only shot of the actual Lilith we see is a flashback of her pulling Charlie away from Lucifer.

Lilith is, at this point, sketchy. However, this is all so vague and so based on vibes that it could all be one big Red Herring. It could very well be that, when Lilith shows up in season two, she’s the perfect, loving wife and mother to Lucifer and Charlie, and any drama between them was just caused by a lack of communication.

Now, as for what I think would be interesting? I think Lilith being evil would be really interesting and cool, but only if she also genuinely cared about her family as well. Almost every time there’s an “evil” mom in media they’re just abusive, toxic or bad at parenting. I think the idea of a mom who’s started doing heinous things to further her own goals, while also being conflicted about how her pursuit of said goals takes her further away from her family, would be top tier. That archetype is always reserved for the villain dad character and we need some more variety in women’s wrongs. A woman can be evil without it meaning she’s a complete failure as a mother. Motherhood should not be a measuring stick of how evil someone is. However, this is all my preference, and I think Lilith would be interesting even if she wasn’t evil, if she was still casted in an antagonist role.

Another thing is, Lucifer is actually an antagonist in episode 5. Charlie had to win him over before he would help her in her goals. I think Lilith also serving an antagonist role would be so good for Charlie’s character development, and it would flesh out Lilith too, and her being a more difficult obstacle in comparison to Lucifer would be a fitting way of upping the stakes. Like, the Hotel has been stated, in-show, to be a way for Charlie to channel her unresolved family problems into something productive. It would just be wasteful if they didn’t go further with it by having Lilith also oppose the Hotel for her own reasons.

You could have all kinds of takes on antagonist Lilith, and not all of them even have to make her evil. Maybe she thinks the project is putting Charlie at an unreasonable risk, maybe she lost her faith in the citizens of Hell or doesn’t want them to be saved anymore, maybe she wants to actually conquer Heaven/Eden for her people and opposes redemption because it’s the same as agreeing to follow Heaven’s rules for all eternity to her. I definitely think there’s more to Lilith than her being one-dimensional, be that one-dimensionally evil and cruel to everyone, or one-dimensionally pure and loving to everyone. I think her being one-note after this buildup would just be the worst.

Basically, I’m 90% sure Lilith is going to be an antagonist when she shows up. I’m hoping she’s also at least a little bit evil, because that would make it spicier, but I don’t want her to be irredeemable or too unlikeable, so I’d prefer she was evil in a way that wasn’t just “Muahaha, I actually hate my family and want them to suffer!” but more like “My personal goals are more important than being there for my family. Prove me wrong.”

So, this is kind of a theory but also my preference; I don’t think Lilith’s absence from Charlie’s life is for completely altruistic reasons. But I also think she’s not going to be the kind of mother Charlie would be better off cutting off all contact with. We could go with a Lilith redemption most likely, since that’s what this show is all about, and it would be great to get a redemption with a more important character.

[celestie0]

i NEED to know your favorite ts album!! (i’m a 1989 girlie myself 🙈) also are there any particular songs of taylor’s (or any artists) that you would say give off kickoff or ihm vibes? hopefully that makes sense i wasn’t sure how to word the question 😓

hiiii darling omg i love this question thanks so much for asking xD forgive me if my answer is long hahaha

my favoriteee ts album is red <3 tbh it'll probs always be my fave ts album because of how nostalgic it is to meee. 1989 is my 2nd fave tho!! i used to put folklore/evermore above it but idk maybe cuz it's summer rn, i've been so into pop and been BLASTING 1989 it's just pop perfection truly.

yesss i do have a kickoff playlist that has some songs i think fit the vibe for the couple, and there's a few ts songs in there:

i don't have a playlist yet for ihm but i'll definitely make one once i'm a bit further into the story!!

but yes imma answer for specifically which taylor swift songs remind me of both the series!! there might be some overlapping songs too

kickoff: hits different, snow on the beach, come back be here, nothing new, message in a bottle, gold rush, this is me trying, invisible string, i think he knows, daylight, all of the girls, miss americana & thbp, delicate, gorgeous, king of my heart, new romantics, style, how you get the girl, i feel so high school, slut

ihm: midnight rain, state of grace (acoustic ver sobs), champagne problems, tis the damn season, tolerate it, marjorie, right where you left me, it's time to go, the 1, exile, this is me trying, lover, paper rings, cornelia street live from paris (i think this one reminds me of ihm couple the most), daylight, new year's day, welcome to new york, wildest dreams, begin again, never grow up, mad woman, peace, this love, dress

overall i think kickoff is kinda more lover/1989 coded while ihm is kinda more evermore/folklore coded!!

hope this answersss <33

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

Bryke was in the Podcasts Braving Element book fire, and one the most interesting in that conversation was Bryke say Kataang relationship in Book fire was their favorite and Basco he is vibing for Maiko, but he say the headband episode is technically filler, it means is not canon that episode? What you think?

"Filler" was an anime term, about episodes that existed solely to give the manga they were adapting extra time to get more content for them to adapt. The filler episodes are canon (to the anime versions at least), but they don't move the plot forward, so if you skip them you don't miss anything important.

Eventually the term stopped being used solely for anime - and some idiots started using it to mean "bad episode", but the actual meaning is still the same: the episode can be skipped without the audience being confused. Only now these episodes exist not to catch up with a source material (in Avatar's case there wasn't one in the first place since it was an original series, not an adaptation) but rather as a "breather" episode, that can be more light-hearted, or character-driven instead of plot-driven.

To give an Avatar exemple: "Tales of Ba Sing Se" is filler, but it's still canon. It does not, in any way, further the Dai Li plot the previous episode had established - but we get focus on the characters, their personalities, dynamics, and THE tear-jerker that is Iroh singing to both honor his son and express his grief over his death. We already knew Lu Ten was dead and Iroh was grieving, but this episode gives it further depth.

Even if "The Headband" was filler, it'd still be canon - and so would be the dance with Katara clearly being into Aang.

And I personally do NOT consider "The Headband" filler. It furthers the whole theme of the season and the series ("How do you rebuild a world consumed by war? Through kindness"), we (and more importantly, the protagonist) get a deeper look into the indoctrination the people of the Fire Nation are subjected to, and more importantly, it is the episode in which we are introduced to Combustion man - ya know, the assassin that will try to kill the Gaang? The secondary villain of half the season? The one that is Zuko's attempt to resolve the problem of "The Avatar is supposed to be dead" that the previous episode introduced? Aka it is connected both to the aftermath of the Ba Sing Se plot and the "Zuko goes from villain to ally of the good guys" plot?

You CAN'T skip this episode without being confused as to who the fuck is that guy chasing the Gaang and who sent him after them. You'd have to wait until his last appearance, in which Zuko confronts him, for you to realize what the villain's deal was, meaning that PLOT would only become coherent after it was basically resolved.

It furthers the plot, therefore it isn't filler. It's just not ALL about the plot. By that logic, nearly every episode of season one is filler. The Beach is filler. Well over half the fucking show is filler if we're only counting episodes that have BIG, plot-twisting events as "important" episodes. Bryke need to stop parroting fandom nonsense to gain points.

As for Dante Basco being all excited about Maiko despite being a big zutara fan, that does not surprise me. He has ALWAYS said he liked their romance, and that Mai is the kind of girl he'd try getting with in real life.

Once again, the epic "power struggle" between Zutara fans and the evil dark lords Bryan and Mike is only in the fandom's weird minds. They weren't always kind to shippers, but the simple fact that they're so chill with Dante, and lots of other people, including writersn who went on his podcast and said everything from "I don't really care for Zutara, but I think could have worked" to "It's one of my OTPs" shows that this "Bryke VS Zutara" war is VERY one-sided and exists solely because people can't accept that, no, the writers are not throwing away their entire plan just to please you.

[destiel-wings]

If you could add a supernatural episode what season would you add it to and how would it go (besides the obvious of fixing the finale)

Oh that's such a good question, thank you!!

I have two different ideas for this actually.

One, I would've loved to see a fluffy episode set probably in s13, with Dean, Cas, Sam & Jack doing something domestic/mundane, like finally taking a weekend off to drive to the beach, toes in the sand. Immediately I thought it was impossible for the show to put something so fanfictionesque into the show, except... they could've easily turned it into a funny episode. Like something happens at that beach, some marine witch/monster or a cursed object or anything and weird things begin to happen. But the most important thing would've been... the vibes of the episode. Like, in the wonderful lost beach episode that now lives in my head they were doing something nice & fun all together as a family, and there would've been no horrible drama or consequences... at least for one day. I'm thinking of the vibes of 15x14 Last Holiday (but that episode doesn't feature Cas!!!! And I'll never forgive them for it).

My second idea, i would've loved to see an extra episode in s8 all set in Purgatory, where we follow Dean (and Benny) and really get to see what kind of routine and dangers they faced there. We know Dean stayed there for one year, searching for Cas. Damn. That's A LOT OF TIME. And it's not clear (or at least as in now i don't remember) how much of that time Dean has spent alone, and how much with Benny. Anyway, i think Purgatory is one of the most interesting -and underdeveloped- storylines and i would've loved to see more of it. I'm thinking of an episode entirely set there, told in a series of disconnected scenes that cover the arch of one year and give us a more specific idea of what happened. Where did Dean sleep? What did he eat? What other kinds of monsters hid in the dark? How does the weather work there? And, more importantly, how much was it clear that he missed Cas and longed to find him? What were his thoughts, his rage outbursts towards poor Benny, and what did Dean tell him about the angel they were searching? The one they couldn't seek immediate salvation for? I'm thinking nights around a campfire, with screams in the background and Dean's ache for Cas so visible even in the dark. I'm thinking badass fights in the forest, with angst and survival. I have the vibes of this whole thing so clear in my mind, now, gaah. I need it now.

Ask me more questions if you want <3

[bramblesthatcat]

i know im not a steven universe blog but youtube knows i used to be a mentally ill middle schooler so i got recommended a bunch of SU songs and now i've binged the show again + movie + future and idk here r some of my SU opinions/hc bc fuck it why not.

opinions/thoughts

i totally think the Diamonds were redeemed way too quickly, and rewatching season 5 made me realize how god awful the pacing of that season was. they really needed a season 6 or like, split 5 in half idfk

obviously theres a difference between redemption and forgiveness, but I really wish that SU:F focused on that more bc it would've been a great internal conflict for steven but we only get like an 11 minute episode based on it (and yeah u could say that steven having mommy issues in Future is basically that but imo mommy issues r different than diamond issues)

pearl has the patience of a saint bc if my magical girl literal goddess of a gf/situationship left me for the 90's equivalent of a soundcloud rapper id never stop raging (yes this is partially a copypasta of that one tweet but they hit the nail on the head fr)

rewatching the series i love pearl so much i really see my younger self in her, especially w/ how autistic coded she is in regards to her feelings/emotions

i love seeing the different classic manga/anime artist styles reflected in each of the diamonds, like pinks design is so sailor moon vibes

steven shouldve flipped his shit before Future like, at least 6 times

headcannons/silly lil ideas

i like to think after SU:F and he's had time to heal, steven tries to connect with the diamonds and not run from/suppress that part of his family, like he's not gonna be 100% w/ them but he tries to at least accept it

steven also connects with greg's side of the family! idk I like to imagine he spends a lot of holidays with them to catch up on all the ones he missed

steven spends his summers in beach city and every other part of the year he dedicates to travel (idk he never seemed the type to settle down anywhere for long, and i fw the wandering nomad type)

steven grows his hair out as he gets older, like young-greg length (long haired men > literally any other hairstyle), despite the length it stays curly

once steven begins to accept/cope w/ being part diamond, he lets his hair go pink (either by dyeing it or magic, take ur pick) with the mentality of "im reclaiming this color from my mommy issues, also i look cool af" (this hc is mainly based off of how I like steven's pink hair in Future. style was first, lore was second lol)

post-Future steven is 1000% more willing to throw hands and lose his shit but in like a coping way bc he knows if he keeps it pent up it'll be 10x worse

steven definitely starts one of those van life style tiktok accounts and has a bunch of cats as his van pets

[alitgblog]

volume ix thoughts wooooo we're out of casa

first off, return of a legend: the beach hut

i was fully expecting the compatibility test to be more like the season 1 compatibility test with the zodiacs because that's fun but i guess that's less of a pot stirrer than a fun game to have. though the narrator poking fun at it i guess is making fun of the fandom for thinking it was gonna be horoscopes 🤣

so very obvious ass test though especially with the two answers only about the two guys you're pursuing, which I think is a missed opportunity to throw more lore about the guys in there. or at least make it not as obvious? really goes to show how surface level the characters are compared to, say, the Mr. and Mrs. Challenge towards the end of S2

I'm going for Jin and Max rn so I thought it was funny their personalities were boiled down to "funny" vs "extroverted" and my MC had to pick between the two as if they were mutually exclusive

anyway just nearly got Jin lmao

I'd like them to stop with the Claudia/Theo storyline because it feels like they've already decided they're done with each other and are ready to move on? However, Claudia being compatible with Theo on paper but like not really feeling it is an interesting idea. Like she feels she's got no other option to stay safe except for him and they like each other enough. Meanwhile Bea's settling for Liam because he's shown any interest in her at all. (Let them date each other if MC can't! They deserve better!!)

also I know that I joked about Theo being just some mildly attractive white guy to fawn over and settle for but the way that Claudia is just settling for him? actually upsetting like I'm so sorry, Theo 😟 I didn't mean it I thought he was fine after the first dates 😖

Hari mention! I was pretty sure the game forgot about him lmao

anyway the compatibility thing still doesn't make the most sense because like,,, why did all the guys get the Villa girls and none of the casa girls? I just think we should stir up some shit. I know it's annoying but it is the perfect opportunity to try to make Emel angry at Oakley again by saying he's most compatible with some casa girl. And she can show growth by not getting upset this time.

idk why but Kyle's poem to Emel is giving wannabe rap crew vibes (i.e. I'm missing S1 I'll take what I can get). Also, Claudia said he's giving game player vibes?? I'm actually so upset with how the LI's are all interchangeable because simply this cannot be the same Kyle y'all are fawning over (it's not 😭)

I'm kind of curious what it's like replaying on a straight route bc personally my heart hurts every time they show Claudia's little sad face but like I have to talk to Max it just makes more sense because MC can't couple with Claudia in stick or twist

Close your eyes and pick at random is actually hilarious as an option for stick or twist and I almost did it

i've already said my piece about Sienna, I love her design. I will admit though, her open mouth smile is a little stilted but people get botox so... not out of the ordinary lol. The bigger problem is how her hand on her hip is a little fucked up (color in between the lines, fusebox!)

as someone not on a Theo route, I really don't understand why he's sticking with Claudia unless he's got some personal turmoil he's working through and trying to actually reform his player ways. And I wish MC could talk to him as a friend and we'd see that. like in the way S2, you get to know Rocco's insecurity about never finishing university and Gary's anxiety even if you aren't on their routes

Anyway I'm still upset at the forcing MC to couple because she's single thing. They could've still had her coupled with Jin (or even with Hari it would work) and then she can either walk in single or with a casa boy. And then she's the main character: just say that the single islanders don't get dumped post casa (like it's SUPPOSED to be) because in that situation, she's the only one! Or if you need the numbers to be right, literally Emel is right there. She can come back to Oakley later if anything

still not the best stick or twist could've gone in terms of drama (or maybe that's just bc I've been looking at spoilers), but compared to S5-6, not too bad (I assume also s7 but tbh I did stop right at stick or twist for that season)

So fyi when I played Casa, I had my MC go for Shawn most of it, and then last minute switched to Max because I remembered she's a musician and I thought that would be cute. That being said, I wish it was like in the too hot to handle game where you unlock certain dialogue if you happen to have something in common with a character. Because why is Max explaining music stuff to my musician MC?

is Hari not an LI? Because they made him seem like one and then just all of a sudden we're not talking about him, it's only about Jin and Casa Boy. And I'm fine with not all the boys being LIs, but it is odd the way he's just shoved to the side in the story

Okay so I'm writing this as I'm playing and it seems like maybe he is. They just forget to mention him most of the time.

Hari and Hazel are a hot couple though. like I don't love Hari's design but like if he was drawn better?? I see it.

the swimming game is a fun idea but imagining everyone splashing around to get to MC is so funny. like I can hear it in my head and it's not the best game, but for the fictional game in the app it's fine.

although why tf is Theo suddenly interested in MC? I haven't been romancing him at all but for the chat at the pool I couldn't decide between any of the characters I'm actually kind of interested in so I had MC go talk to Theo and then he was also flirting? then the pool game he also thinks MC has the best chat?? sir I barely know you

omg not emel deflecting the drama to Claudia (and it's about her hookup with MC???) oof this is the drama I crave I think we're gonna need a movie night soon

so not too bad yet I just hope these storylines can come through!!

[lenoraah]

𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

i made a masterlist because i’m getting annoyed with everything out of order :) ★ ☆ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

all these little moments -

-headcannons with the drivers, i also have them under the driver’s name

series masterlist

the hating, dating game -

-meet Y/n Lenona-Giordano, a law student in New York, who is also the heir of the most successful and richest families in Europe. on her visit back to England, her best friends set her up on a rendezvous with three of the Formula One drivers

series masterlist

fashion and formula -

-a series which i (with the help of you) choose a driver for each week and for monday-friday i put together outfits for different events or just that remind me of the vibe of the driver

series masterlist

Ollie Bearman -

birthday boy

olives and lemonade

ending with a kiss

Arthur Leclerc -

a million kisses in your lifetime

all these little moments

tiny pretty things

a little love to go around

Liam Lawson -

the other half of me

pretty in pink

all these little moments

keep her close

Charles Leclerc -

how normal people date

all these little moments

tea time with sparkly

partially right time, right person

his day

the kids

George Russell -

las vegas and lousy tequila

cherry lip balm

Marcus Armstrong -

little miss wisconsin part.one

little miss wisconsin part.two

little miss wisconsin part.three

Oscar Piastri -

raspberry pie

this is the life

it’s not a podcast

alexander hamilton

a little bit of this and that

i can ask for your number in japanese

hallucinations

i’m your idiot

a moment of silence

picture perfect

my girls

Dennis Hauger -

early mornings

white roses and gold watches

Logan Sargeant -

all these little moments

store bought pumpkin pie

Pato O’Ward -

the only one for me

Mick Schumacher -

all these little moments

baby cheerleader

something simple once awhile

Frederik Vesti -

all these little moments

tis the season

Lando Norris -

donut lamps and tulip tables

Carlos Sainz-

daddy’s girl

beach day

Daniel Ricciardo-

certified girl dad

brother’s best friend

[giggly-squiggily]

JJK Season 2 Spoilers below the cut!

TW: Blood

Potential hot take but- am I...am I missing something here? I just- I don't see the appeal of this Toji fellow.

No hate or judgement to all my Toji simps out there, keep living your best lives, I just...I don't know; I figured when he was introduced properly in the anime with his tight shirts and big arms I'd find him more appealing but like...his voice (Especially in the English VA) reminds me of a teenager just hitting puberty and his vibes are just...eh. And he's kinda ugly I'm half sorry-

Maybe things will change the more we get into season 2? No one spoil anything for me from the manga if there's some sort of big reveal about him but as of right now I just don't really get it.

Besides that though- I freaking loved Ep. 3 with Gojo and Riko at the beach! In another life; these two would have been chaotic siblings- causing mayhem together one day at a time.

(Should I write them a fic? I feel like these two would be such a terror team against Geto....I think I just wanna write Lee!Geto lols)

So yeah- Season 2 is going great so far! :D I can't wait to watch more!