#I'm just really passionate about small businesses being supported

[cashthecomposer]

Small businesses are awesome.

This guy, a veteran and park ranger named Steve, opened this place called TreeRock in Asheville, NC as a sort of passion project, to celebrate Mead and Cider, and showcase an incredible selection of the world's first alcoholic beverage.

I just had an hour and a half long conversation with the guy. He's so personable and knowledgeable, and I had an absolute blast- I tried like 10 different drinks, and they were all awesome, and he told me about the history and making of each and every one. After a while, I decided this is my new favorite place to go.

But they're closing, in March.

These past few years have been devastating for small businesses, and they are no exception. They are going to close in March, unless something drastic happens that changes things.

So if you're in Asheville, or you know somebody in Asheville, or you have been meaning to go to Asheville to bury that body in the trunk of your car somewhere along the Appalachian trail but you just haven't gotten around to it yet, please stop by TreeRock for a flight of meads, ciders, and beers from all around the world, for less than the cost of a Chipotle burrito.

(also they love dogs!!! my dog had a great time, and I'm sure yours will too!)

[xoxoemynn]

For OFMD Tumblr friends who want a S3 and are scared of Twitter

First, no judgment from me. I very much get it. I resisted Twitter for a long time, and even though I'm now a bit more comfortable on it, it's still not my Fandom Home. There are a TON of valid reasons not to be on Twitter, but if you REALLY want to keep OFMD visible right now and help its chances of returning for a third season, Twitter is the best place to do it. Like it or not, Twitter is still the best social media platform for raising awareness and for instant news updates.

Tumblr posts don't make headlines. Topics that have been trending on Twitter do. And if we want this show to come back, we need to make OFMD impossible to ignore.

By now you've probably seen just how close we came to a S3, and if you're like me, you are RAGING and donning your battle jacket. But I get it can be intimidating to get on Twitter for the first time, so I thought I'd address some common anxieties I see. I'll put below a cut because this got a bit long, but I promise it's a quick read.

I don't know what to say! Where do I even start? That's okay! You don't have to create your own tweets (although it's great if you do). Amplifying other people's posts is also important. Go ahead and like/retweet/reply to other people's posts. This may also help you get an idea of what you may like to say in your own tweets.

Hashtags...yes? Yes! Although don't use too many or you may get flagged as a bot. The biggest one that seems to be emerging is #SaveOFMD. Other popular ones are #RenewAsACrew, #RenewOurFlagMeansDeath, and of course, #OFMD and #OurFlagMeansDeath.

Should I just be tagging all the streaming services? Per @renewasacrew, no. It's counterproductive. You'll want to tag one streamer at a time and be specific. Below is an example of a tweet I made the other day -- use specific reasons why that that particular streamer may benefit from picking up OFMD.

I'm scared. People are mean. Yeah, people are mean. But I will say the vibes over at OFMD Twitter are currently the best I've ever seen them. People seem to have united for the greater good and are being overwhelmingly positive and just trying to do whatever we can to save the show. (That said, again, I already had a pretty curated feed, and was very liberal with blocking users/terms I didn't want to see, but I've been able to spend so much more time in the For You tab than I ever have without being jump scared by something.)

But I don't know anyone there! Wouldn't I just be shouting into the void? Not if you use the hashtags! Fans are being really good about following those and engaging with the tweets. Plus, [Stede voice], I'm your friend. I'm xoxoemynn over there as well, I'll follow you back and engage with any of your posts that I see. Plus, what's been REALLY lovely to see is that SO many lurkers have come out of lurkerdom to support the efforts, and they are being welcomed with open arms, so you will not be alone. Again, I am telling you, vibes? Best I've ever seen them.

I can't get sucked into another social media platform, I don't have the time. The beauty here is you don't need to spend a lot of time. I've been on Twitter more in the past week than I have in the entire year I've had an account, and I'm still only on for maybe an hour total the entire day? I open the app, I check a couple accounts, I engage with a handful of posts, and I close the app. It takes all of five minutes. It's an extremely small lift that can have a very big impact.

My bet is on Zaslav expecting us to be upset, and that there may be a day or two of outrage, but then we'd move on. I'm sure right now he's trying to convince everyone that this is a fluke, and that it'll blow over soon. Don't let him win. Keep OFMD in the news. Be loud (but polite) and make Max and other streamers take note of what a passionate, loyal fan base this show has. Make their stocks continue to drop. Make it clear this is NOT just a fluke, it is NOT business as usual. It's a BIG fuck up with lasting consequences.

Twitter, for all its sins, is the best place to do this.

Now let's get our damned show back.

[parkjayssi]

✦ PAC : THEY ARE THE POEMS I WRITE ABOUT

few facts about your future spouse

like & rb if resonates

i'm a beginner in tarot so please take everything with a grain of salt

it is a general reading so only take what resonates

do not copy or steal my work

☁️ | pile one!

pile one, seems like your fs have quite a vivid and imaginative mind. they are constantly having new ideas and love to invent/ create new things. i see them being obsessed with some form of arts.

they like being stable. they don't necessarily think money can buy happiness but they definitely want to create a stable future for them and their family. this can also mean being stable in every form. emotionally, physically, materialistically etc..

they really work hard for what they want, pile one. in fact the constant dedication is their biggest plus point and also their worst. they work hard to the point it's taxing and affecting them in every way.

pulling a suit of pentacles confirms it that they definitely are the epitome of stability. also they really like travelling. they like discovering new places and getting on touch with their creative side through travelling.

☁️ | pile two!

seems like they are quite a smart person, pile two. they have the wits of an owl and are quite mature when it comes to their perspective on almost everything.

possibly work in the business field. they are quite street smart and it works well with jobs that require leadership and co-operation. could also travel a lot because of their work. with the suit of wands it confirms it that they are quite dedicated to their work.

they are from foreign lands. this could be as small as a different city to as large as a different continent entirely. for most of you, it could be a different state from yours.

they seem the type to fight hard for what they want but can be just as easily demotivated if they don't have any support by their side. words of affection really cheer them up.

they are quite straightforward about how they feel and will not sugarcoat their words. they really believe in honesty is the best policy. seems like they also like talking a lot about deep topics. seems like sapiosexual for some of you.

☁️ | pile three!

a bundle of energy with a fearless attitude is who your fs is, pile 3. they have a pretty optimistic mindset and believe in hoping for better. they aren't scared of facing the problems head on AT ALL .

they easily suffer from burn-out. seems like they are an introvert and tend to lose their energy quickly. definitely needs alone time to recharge. although, whenever they really are passionate about something and put their mind onto it, they tend to succeed.

they tend to escape reality a lot but not in a way you expect anyone to. tends to think a lot on how they can improve further whenever they do so. self-discovery is a major part of their life so they are always in their head about it

they seem quite sensual. they enjoy the finer things in life and take time to appreciate them. they are the type to stop and enjoy the fragrance of flowers while passing through the flower shop.

they seem to have a bright energy. something about their smile instantly heals you. it's like they hold the sun within their smile and makes you feel instantly better.

[qatarsprint2023]

Hi im shamelessly in love with Oscar so how about Oscar x reader, where the reader gets really overwhelmed and Oscar helps calm her down!!!

I really liked writing this because I've been getting so many Lando requests and I'm not even that big of a Lando girl (I'm sorry!) I'm not quite sure if you meant it like this or more like a meltdown overwhelmed, but I hope you enjoy anyways <3

That overwhelming world of his — OP81

Oscar takes his girlfriend to an official event for the first time and she gets overwhelmed from how it all works — Oscar Piastri x f!reader, comfort, fluff, no use of y/n, Oscar being a sweetheart, reader has social anxiety, body image issues word count: ca. 1.3k

Being with Oscar also required being okay with the fame and spotlight that came with dating an athlete in the most prestigious category of motorsports— Formula One.

You adored watching your boyfriend race— even more when he had a good result, but you were always there for him, comforting and holding and reassuring him when he didn't do quite as well, too.

Today was the day Oscar had been looking forward to with excitement for at least a month now. He was going to be awarded his second Rookie of the Year award at the FIA prize giving tonight. He had received his first one in 2021 when he was still a rookie in F2 and not driving for one of the most prestigious teams in Formula One.

However this year was the first time he'd bring you as his date because unfortunately you'd been way too busy with working to get your degree to even take a few days off for his first award. You didn't usually go to these kinds of events with Oscar. It wasn't like you needed to be attached at the hip to still be a loving couple with a healthy relationship. He could do things without you and you could do things without him.

That didn't mean that you didn't care about the other's career, though. In fact, it was quite the opposite actually. Oscar had instantly been one of your biggest supporters when you'd finally decided on what you wanted to study. Your boyfriend had helped you through exams and countless late night study sessions, just like you'd always supported his passion for racing through highs and lows.

Now this was different. Today you'd spent hours getting ready. Redoing your hair and make-up over and over again, criticizing your appearance in the mirror until you looked presentable. Getting dressed had been even worse. One dress you tried just looked like a potato sack on you, the next had you picking and pinching the fabric in front of the full length mirror in the bedroom with a scrutinizing gaze.

Oscar had been a silent presence in the doorway as he watched you stare at yourself like that until he'd slowly gone and hugged you gently, hoping it would make you feel better about whatever your mind was telling you. Then he'd taken the decision problem off your hands by looking at the dresses in your closet for about a minute and then taking out a very nice dress with navy blue fabric and pretty embroidered flowers. Eventually you'd just gone with that one, knowing you couldn't spend hours trying to fix what didn't really need to be fixed.

The ride in the car afterwards was tense and quiet as your mind wandered. Oscar mentally prepared himself to receive his award while you kept bouncing your leg and picking at your nails. That was until Oscar just took your hand in his and gently let his thumb draw small circles into the skin there, whispering a soft "You'll do great," as he kept one hand on the steering wheel.

When you arrived at the venue, Oscar got out first and walked around to open your car door for you like a real gentleman. As you stepped out of the car, you were both instantly caught in the flickering flashlights of cameras to each side of the entrance and calls of "Oscar! Oscar, here!" from photographers who hoped to catch your boyfriend smiling at their camera.

The onslaught of flashing lights and clamoring voices overwhelmed your senses, made your heart speed up and your mouth go dry as your eyes darted all around. It felt like stepping into a whirlwind of attention and scrutiny, each flash of a camera a reminder of Oscar's world—a world where every move was watched, every word dissected.

You clung to Oscar's hand like a lifeline, trying to navigate the sea of people and paparazzi, your heart pounding like it wanted to run away. Each click that came from the cameras around seemed like a spotlight on every single one of your insecurities, leaving them out for everyone to see and judge.

Your grip on your boyfriend's hand tightened as you felt your breathing speed up a little, seeking solace in the familiar warmth of his skin. He seemed to sense your unease and pulled you a little closer, shielding you from the chaotic scene around. His touch offered reassurance as he guided you through the maze of photographers and flashing lights. The voices calling out faded into the background as he whispered a tender, "I've got you."

As you entered the venue, the atmosphere shifted from the outside frenzy to a more controlled chaos within. The air was thick with anticipation and the buzz of conversations. Oscar led you towards the event hall, his hand a steady anchor in the overwhelming current.

You caught glimpses of familiar faces, fellow drivers and their partners, all effortlessly navigating this world that felt like an alien landscape to you. The weight of inadequacy pressed upon your shoulders, and you couldn't shake the feeling of being an outsider in this world of glamour.

You could feel eyes on you and the pressure seemed almost suffocating. You knew you didn't have that model look the girls that dated Oscar's fellow drivers had, and you'd never really thought of that as something too bad, however surrounded by people who looked so perfect, so unreal, you felt so wrong.

As you took your seats, the crowd's buzz continued, but Oscar's focus remained on you as you started bouncing your leg under the table, your fingers subconsciously picking at your dress' fabric just like earlier in front of the mirror. Leaning in, he murmured, "I'm here. Just be yourself, okay? I'm happy to have you here with me, you know that?"

You gave a short nod in reply, however still kept your fingers intertwined with his under the table as he made conversation with the woman in the seat beside him. His hand felt so warm and reassuring, his skin slightly calloused from years of hard training for a very demanding sport.

Throughout the ceremony, Oscar's gaze periodically met yours, silently offering encouragement through his honey brown eyes, telling you that you were allowed to be here just as much as everyone else. When the moment arrived for him to accept the award, he gave your hand a quick squeeze before stepping onto the stage with a big smile on his face as applause and cheers echoed through the hall. You'd never felt more proud.

After the accolades subsided and the night unfolded, Oscar made a conscious effort to ensure you felt included despite obviously being confused by everything, introducing you to fellow racers and their partners.

A little later in the evening, when people had almost forgotten about the actual reason they were even here, Oscar guided you to a more quiet corner, away from the prying eyes. The genuine concern in his eyes mirrored the unspoken understanding between you. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle and filled with sincerity.

"It's so overwhelming," you muttered quietly. "There are so many people, so many cameras, the noise... It feels so wrong to be here."

"Hey, don't do that," he scolded you softly, taking your hands in his. "You're allowed here just as much as me. Take a deep breath, okay? We're a team right?"

"Right," you replied with a nod and drew in a shaky breath.

"You're doing wonderful, don't worry. I know you get anxious around so many people, so many eyes," your boyfriend told you in a soft tone of voice and gently pulled you close, brushing his lips against your temple. "I'm just happy you came with me, sweetheart."

In that moment, as Oscar's words wrapped around you like a comforting embrace, you realized that even in the whirlwind of this foreign world, he cherished you and all the love and support you brought into his life.

[snake-and-mouse]

Read an article about the announcement and must rant a tad more because some of the quotes.

I resent the idea Watchertv is happening because as a fanbase we've "matured in taste" past content fit for YouTube, for a number of reasons, but primarily because I never ever went to these men for mature tastes. Or highly produced tv shows. I went for fun, and to relax. Easy, comforting content, that is actually worse when made more expensive and complicated.

Feels like going to an ice cream shop you've eaten at since you were a teenager, and it's been getting rid of its fun flavours or simple favourites for a while, which sucks, but you'll try new things, even if they have a lot more faff than you really care for, just cuz you want to support the business (but maybe don't really go as often now)

And then suddenly one day it's a brewery, and they go "Well, the owners were always passionate about craft beer. And we served a few alcoholic choices and they sold, so obviously this is the next step. And we're all really into the quality of different alcohol we can sell. You're more mature so you want that now, right? Not ice cream? We're really doing this to give you the best product. You're excited we've moved on from ice cream, right?"

NO. I'M NOT EXCITED. I DO NOT WANT THAT. I WANT ICE CREAM. AND IF I DID WANT ALCOHOL, I WOULDN'T BE HERE, WHERE I GO TO BUY ICE CREAM. I'D GO TO SOMEONE WHO I TRUST TO BREW A BEER I LIKE. I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOUR BEER I JUST BOUGHT IT ONCE ALONG WITH MY ICE CREAM TO BE SUPPORTIVE.

And now the brewery also has a cover charge just for being there, and is age restricted, so even the small amount of ice cream they are still going to sell? Most people who want that ice cream can't come in.

[laurawaldorf]

Hello! Finally our little Em Fanfic Fandom have more writers!

Can I request 000's Eminem falling for Rockstar!Reader that have a baby (Baby Daddy no present) she always bring everywhere and even steals some attetion to him? :b

🎸⋆°. 𝗦𝗡𝗔𝗣 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗜𝗧.

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| 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: Marshall Mathers III (Eminem) x Rockstar!Fem!Reader.

| 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘: Fluffy.

| 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: N/A.

| 𝗥𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗: yes.

| 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: Snap Out Of It — Arctic Monkeys.

( hey! i loved your request, I had a lot of fun writing it! I hope you like it. 🤍 )

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The noise of screams and applause filled the structure of the stadium where your rock band performed, you looked kindly at all the people who admired your art as you said goodbye with a wide smile after ending your show in New York.

— Thank you everyone for your support! Tonight was a very special night for us, New York! — You expressed with a vibrant smile, listening to all the love your fans had for you and your band.

The stage lights went dark, and you went backstage where your band team was with your youngest daughter, Remy, just two years old. You've always attracted a lot of attention in the industry, for being a successful rock singer with a successful band and a single mother who would do anything for your daughter, something Remy's father wouldn't do the same, he never did the least to get to know her after birth, leaving you alone to take care of a child, however, you did everything you could to fulfill your part of being a mother and a father in your daughter's life even with your busy schedule.

A happy smile spread across your lips as you picked up your daughter, your eyes sparkled when you saw that little child who had saved your life in so many ways. The other band members had the same loving smile for your daughter. The bassist, Mandy, approached Remy with a sweet smile.

— She's so cute! — Mandy said, stroking the little child's cheeks. — I saw a recording of her playing with the guitars, it was really cute!

You responded to the bassist with a smirk, looking up at the other woman, listening to the baby giggles that your daughter gave when she felt Mandy's touch on her cheeks.

— She sure is, Remy is passionate about guitars, maybe I'll give her one as a gift for her birthday. — You replied, turning your gaze to the child again.

On the other side of the dressing room, the guitarist named Axel who was adjusting the strings on his guitar was smiling at you and Remy.

— Maybe she'll be a guitarist like me, I'm really incredible. — He said in a cocky and fun way, making you laugh. — Yo, there's going to be a party at Dr Dre's mansion in a little while… are you going?

Mandy just let out a sideways smile and crossed her arms, throwing herself onto the small sofa there:

— I still don't know how you have contact with these Hip-Hop people...but I will go, will you, Y/N? — The bassist asked, looking up at you.

You continued to look at the girl in your arms, with your lips pressed together as you rubbed the back of your head in a tone of doubt.

— I will stay, Remy must be tired and she has school tomorrow...I'll stay at home. — You explained, raising your gaze to the two members who looked at him with an understanding look.

— That's fair. — Axel paused with a light sigh. — So, Mandy now call the other members because our car should already be waiting.

— Okay, we'll give you two a ride too, Y/N. — Mandy said, looking at Remy with a smirk.

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After a few weeks of your show, your performance was a complete success, it became news in all media and tabloids in all magazines. Your band's songs were played on different types of radio, from rock to pop, and it was also a constant question for some artists in interviews.

You were in your large apartment in downtown New York, in the kitchen as you prepared lunch for you and Remy while your daughter watched a random cartoon in the living room. You cut the vegetables and put them in the pan with bubbling water, your radio on the counter played some songs until you started an interview with Eminem, the rapper who was at the height of his career like you and who had already mentioned you in some songs.

You didn't pay much attention to the interview until the people hosting the interview mentioned your show and you, which made your interest grow quickly and take your attention completely to the radio.

— Yo, Em, I don't know if you're probably aware, but Y/N did a wonderful show a few weeks ago, we were impressed with how she managed to give such an authentic and captivating performance even though she just entered the industry. You've already mentioned her in some of your songs, how do you feel about her? — The interviewer asked, his voice squeaking slightly over the sound of the radio.

— To be more exact, I really admire what she and her band do. I was at the show with Proof watching her and it was…wow. As an artist, she has a lot of potential, and as a father...I see her as an inspiration, even though she is a single mother and has a huge career, she manages to be present in her daughter's life, and that is something to admire...In fact, If Y/N needs a candidate to be her daughter's stepfather, I'll volunteer. — Marshall said, in a joking tone that made all the interviewers laugh at the situation.

The whole situation left you with rosy cheeks and a silly smile on your lips, Marshall seemed like a nice guy, and who was also going through the same situation of being a single father after his divorce with his ex-wife, Kimberly. You felt a depth of truth behind his playful words, and that typical feeling of butterflies began to form in your stomach.

Your thoughts were quickly cut short after the sound of the landline telephone in the hallway of the apartment began to echo through the wall, making you turn off the stove and wipe your hands on the cloth on the counter, going over to the device.

Your hands went to the phone and placed it in your left ear, your silly smile remained on your face without realizing it.

— Hello?- — You were quickly interrupted by Mandy's excited voice coming from the other end of the line.

— Did you see what Eminem said about you on the radio? Girl, he's so into you! — The bassist's lively voice was mixed with some laughter.

You tilted your head slightly to the left side, pressing the fingers of your free hand to your lips.

— I saw…and did you see that he was at our show? But he was just joking, don’t be crazy. — You shrugged your shoulders, trying to convince yourself that it was just his joke.

However, Mandy wasn't convinced, she just rolled her eyes and snorted upon hearing your comment.

— You're always like that...it's clear he wants to talk to you! Look, Axel said that 50 is going to have a party and Eminem will be there, you go and I'll take care of Remy without any problems, you need to go! — The other woman said, you could feel her mischievous smile on the other end of the phone line.

Internally, you felt like you were going to explode. Your mind screamed for you to go and your skin heated up just thinking about talking to him, the blush on your cheeks became even more apparent and your smile grew even more.

— Okay...when is this party? I'll try to go. — You said in a shy tone, letting out a shaky breath.

The bassist let out a scream of joy upon hearing your question, and a proud smile formed on her lips.

— This Saturday! You have to go, choose your best outfit! — Ordered the other woman, ending the call without giving you a chance to respond or argue against it.

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The noise of Hip-Hop music and people having fun filled the air at 50 Cent's mansion, where the grand party that Mandy had mentioned to you days before was taking place.

You looked around and saw different artists having fun, drinking and even kissing in the corners of the room. You leaned on the bar counter in the center of the living room, while adjusting a black mini skirt and your black leather jacket with burgundy red details. In the other corner of the room, Marshall Mathers was watching you with a smirk on his lips, his gaze discreetly admiring your face and body, and by his side, there was his best friend Proof, who was observing the scene.

Without patience, Proof took his hands to the other rapper's shoulders and shook him lightly, making Eminem's gaze go to him.

— Are you going to stare at her like a idiot or go talk to her? — The boy asked, pulling his best friend out of his mental trance.

Marshall just muttered a small “Hm?” and again raised his gaze to you, swallowing dryly.

— I don't know, man... I don't know if she liked the “joke” I made on the radio. — Said the rapper, shrugging his shoulders and taking some of his drink to clear his throat.

The other boy just snorted and rolled his eyes, moving away from his best friend and looking up at you, letting out a sigh:

— If you don't go to her, she'll think you're just another cowardly dumbass! Go, man! — Proof replied, trying to encourage Marshall.

After a few minutes of mental preparation and encouragement from Proof, Eminem approached in slow and awkward steps, he quickened his breathing with each step he took and the closer he got to you.

You noticed someone approaching from behind, so you gently turned your head back and your gaze quickly landed on the rapper, which made your heart stop for a few seconds.

Marshall had the same reaction, his heart accelerated a little more when he saw your face and he felt his own body betray him, feeling his knees shaking as he tried to keep his posture upright.

— Yo, Y/N, right? — Marshall tried to start a conversation, feeling a spike of adrenaline in his heart palpitate.

Your hands felt cold and a shiver ran down your spine as you heard his voice mix with the sound of the party's loud music.

— Yes, it’s me... it's a pleasure to meet you, Marshall. — You replied, letting a sideways smile escape.

The blonde felt goosebumps on his skin when he heard you say his name, he knew he had a small crush on you...but he didn't know it was so intense.

— It’s nice to meet you too, so…I don’t know if you’ve listened to the radio lately, but I wanted to apologize if I offended you by the joke I made in that interview. — You could hear him slurring his own words in a nervous way, gesturing with his hands.

— It's okay, really. I even liked your joke, it was cute. — You answered him in the same way, your words escaping your mouths without thinking.

A spike of shame hit your heart as you realized what you had said, a red blush marked your cheeks as you widened your eyes slightly.

— Ah, so it's okay...do you mind if I buy you a drink? — The rapper asked, his nervousness slowly disappearing when he noticed the look on his face, his lips curling into a proud smile.

— I would love. — You replied, letting out a calm sigh.

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The rest of the night went well, the conversation between you and Marshall flowed better than you expected.

It was interesting to see the industry's most feared rapper be so kind and completely interesting and funny. At the moment, you were outside the party, observing the dark sky full of stars contrasting with the lights that the buildings that New York emitted.

— So...I heard there's a super cool bar near here, want to go with me? Just the two of us. — Marshall said, stroking your right hand gently.

— I'd love to, Em. — You replied, intertwining your fingers with his.

[phefics]

This just came to my mind while I was studying for my psychology exam - but what do you think THG would be like if they were dating a reader who is a theatre performer? Like them picking the reader up from rehearsals that ran overtime, watching their performances and listening to them talk about their crazy (and sometimes kinda weird) rehearsal memories?

I hope this makes sense because I am not too great with explaining things

this is so cute, not weird at all!! you didn't specify the guys so i'm gonna do all the characters i write for. hope you like!! xo

coryo is supportive, mostly because he likes the idea of dating someone who could be famous one day. he brags about your talents to people at school/work, and comes to every show, sits in the front row, and brings you roses. he admires your dedication, even when it means staying late to run scenes or crazy rehearsal stories.

finnick loves to watch you perform. he's been caught trying to sneak into your rehearsals before, and given you a sheepish grin as he's escorted out of the theater. he's just so captivated by you. as someone who has spent a lot of his life performing against his will, he loves to watch you flourish doing something you love. he loves hearing about cast drama, like straight up will make popcorn to listen to the gossip.

gale isn't super into theater but will be supportive! he likes that you have a hobby you're so passionate about, even if he doesn't understand. he tries to make every show when he isn't busy with work, and has terrible theater ettiquette the first time and keeps cheering every time you're on stage, so you have to explain that he can't do that, lol. he also picks you up from rehearsals because he won't let you walk home late at night, ever.

haymitch isn't very into the arts, in general - he's just never had an urge to consume it or have a hobby of his own. but seeing you feel so passionate about it and have so much fun opens him up to the idea a lot, and i can see him definitely going to your shows and finding the beauty in live theater.

johanna would be a stage crew girly, so i think she would participate in your theatre stuff (if it was local/small, i don't think she would pursue it as a career) and she does the lights or sound. definitely ignores directions so she can put the spotlight on you even when you aren't talking in a scene.

katniss is very supportive, but i don't see her being into theatre at all - she'll go to your shows but doesn't really vibe with it, so she's there to support you but wouldn't go if you weren't involved. if you are in a musical production, though, she will get the songs stuck in her head and whistle/sing them around the house.

lucy gray is probably also involved in theatre!! or, she at least totally understands your passion as well as your workload. if you do musical theatre, she helps you practice your songs and learns them on guitar so she can play them for you. she is always cheering so loud in the audience - she is so supportive and loving.

peeta would probably get involved in your production behind the scenes, painting sets. he is so supportive and i could even see him joining the show if you convinced him he'd be good - he's clearly a very charming actor and would probably find it fun. if he doesn't join you, though, he is in the front row of every single performance with flowers.

sejanus is the most supportive boyfriend ever, i swear. he will singlehandeldly fund your local theatre just so you can participate. he takes time off of work to go to every single show, and has flowers sent to you backstage. he helps you rehearse at home, always being a bit goofy and over-the-top when he reads the lines.

tigris would probably be involved as well, designing and altering costumes!! she loves to design and sew and having that outlet that benefits the community as well as her partner would make her really happy.

[redroses07]

Date Night // Kit Walker

Kit Walker x Fem!Reader

Summary: Kit and reader haven’t had much time to themselves recently, so he decides to give her the perfect date night.

WC: 1.1k

Warnings: Smut 18+, Fingering, Swearing, Kissing, Making out, Fluffy af (maybe a little cringe).

A/N: Hey lovelies, I really like this fic and Kit is my favorite Evan character and I totally need to write about him more. Hope you guys like this! And as always comments and reblogs are appreciated. Love you guys sm, and thank you for all the support! - Claire ♡

You stood in front of your mirror, inspecting your chosen outfit. You had hoped it would match the occasion, considering your husband hadn't given you much information other than "put on something nice." It had been a while since the two of you were able to go out. Both of your schedules had become so busy, to the point where you barely had any time to see each other.

So finally, when both of you had a free evening, Kit made it his mission to organize the perfect date. Which apparently meant it being a complete surprise. You didn't know how you felt about that since always having a plan was calming to you, but you were willing to leave it to Kit just this once.

You made your way into the living room, heels clicking behind you.

"I'm ready, love." You called.

Kit, who was sitting on the couch, stuck his head up to look at you.

"Aww, baby you look so beautiful." Kit jumped up from the couch and walked towards you. He placed his hands on either of your arms and gave you a soft yet passionate kiss.

"So can I know where we're going yet?" You interrogated.

"Nope." Kit said.

You rolled your eyes, and he responded by kissing you on the cheek and leading you out to the car. He opened your door for you, as he always did, before getting in the driver's seat.

You drove for several minutes, passing from the suburbs into the busy town. Kit turned on the radio, and you listened to the music mixed with static as you rode along.

Kit kept one hand on the steering wheel, and the other glued to your thigh. He occasionally glanced over at you, only to give you the sweetest smile. You loved his smile, it was by far your favorite feature of his. The way his lips turned up, and his eyes crinkled in admiration.

Kit finally stopped and parked the car in front of your favorite restaurant. You smiled, happy that he had remembered your favorite place.

“Awww! This is such a sweet surprise, thank you honey.” You smiled, leaning over into the drivers seat to give him a hug.

Kit chuckled slightly.

“Well, sugar, this is only part of the surprise.”

You pulled back, raising your eyebrows in curiosity.

Kit kissed you on the cheek in response, and proceeded to exit the car.

The two of you made your way into the restaurant. Kit kept his arm around your waist, he always had to keep you close to him. But of course you didn’t mind.

Kit confirmed his reservation with the waiter, and he motioned for the two of you to follow him. To your surprise, he led you past the busy main rooms, and through a small door.

The door had a sign with the word “Reserved” on it.

Inside was a single table with two chairs. Rose petals were strewn across the floor and table, and a bottle of far too expensive looking champagne was placed in the center of the table.

You looked at Kit, a giddy expression on your face. Some might think this was cheesy, but not you. God you loved him so much.

“Thank you, ahhh I love you.” You sashayed over to the table and took a seat.

The two of you were quick to order your meal, and it was quicker to arrive than usual. You assumed because you were considered special guests tonight.

As you ate, Kit didn’t fail to remind you how beautiful you looked; and you didn’t fail at becoming a blushing mess every time. No matter how long the two of you were together, you would never get used to his flattery.

His hand reached across the table, softly taking yours. Fingers brushed over your wedding band, leaving goosebumps on your skin. Suddenly, you couldn’t wait for this meal to be over.

Once the check arrived, Kit was fast to pay the bill and the two of you were on your way out.

On your way home, Kit once again had his hand on your thigh, but you didn’t miss how he not so discreetly placed it higher.

“Did you enjoy your dinner, love?”

“Of course, and the private seating was honestly one of the sweetest things ever,”

“But I still can’t help feeling a little unsatisfied.” You flirted, leaning in slightly.

“Is that so?” Kit hummed, his hand sliding slowly under your dress.

“mhm” You squirm, trying your hardest not to squeeze your thighs together.

Kit pulled into the driveway and turned the engine off. No more than five seconds later did he dive over into the passenger seat and kiss you with a burning desire.

He kept his hand pressed against your thigh, squeezing it hard as he kissed you. You let out a sigh, leaning back into the seat.

Kit’s hand snakes further up your dress, and into your panties. The feeling of his cool hands against your dripping core, was enough to make you let out a suppressed moan.

He pushed two fingers in, and you threw your head back in bliss. More moans fell from your lips, and you could feel yourself getting lost in his touch.

“Yeah, that’s my girl, let me hear all those pretty noises.” Kit praised as he jammed his fingers in you.

You could feel yourself pulsing around him, and you could tell that you wouldn’t last long.

You gave Kit a sloppy kiss, a mix of tongue and erotic sounds. You rolled your hips up, grinding against his hand.

“Fuck, someone’s needy.” Kit teased.

You whined softly, feeling yourself about to climax.

“Oh shit-“ You moaned as you shamelessly rode his hand.

“Shhh baby it’s okay.” Kit whispered in your ear, as he placed kisses down your neck.

That was enough to push you over the edge. You cried out as you felt a wave of indescribable pleasure wash over you.

“Oh god, Kit.” You shouted as you rode out your high.

Kit kept his eyes on you, a loving smile on his face.

“My beautiful girl.” Kit murmured.

He slowly removed his fingers from inside of you, and kissed you once more.

“I sure hope you’re satisfied now.” Kit laughed, his lips still mere inches from yours.

“More than satisfied.” You giggled, grabbing him by his shirt and kissing him roughly.

He pulled away after a few moments.

“How about we get in the house first before we continue with anything else?”

“You’re no fun.” You rolled your eyes playfully, before opening the car door and pulling your husband behind you.

[nsfwmaemi]

Two Pretty Best Friends (ft. Kep1er Yujin & Xiaoting)

WC: 1.3k Genre: smut, threesome, PWP, yujin x xiaoting x m!reader A/N: Unedited quickie cuz BFH go BRRRRRRRRRRRRRR so beware for random bullshit ahead. Shoutout to @sinswithpleasure for helping me with the title

Xiaoting always had an eye for your girlfriend, Yujin. Being her best friend for longer than you have known Yujin, you were surprised to think that their friendship hadn't gone further than that. You knew—or maybe it was just your lowkey jealous self—that Yujin was just blind to Xiaoting's sexual attraction to her. You did have the world's prettiest girlfriend, but Xiaoting herself is pretty damn hot. So how did your dick end up in her tight pussy while she's eating out your girlfriend?

Well, it all started—actually, no. You had two of the hottest girls you know on their knees, pleasuring you and your cock. Was it really the time to think of how we got here?

You both realized the hidden sexual attraction you had for each other the moment your lips touched. Xiaoting, being all shy stripping down all of her clothes while Yujin was already busy sucking your cock, didn't know what to do. To be fair though, not everyone gets to fuck their best friend and her boyfriend.

So to make herself comfortable between the two of you, she started with you. She hopped on the bed and went straight for your lips. At first, she was just testing the waters, but now, safe to say you're very comfortable with each other. What started with small frequent pecks turned into a wrestling of your tongues in your mouths.

However, someone was getting jealous. She had never seen you this passionate with another woman. Well, if she did outside of this bedroom, she definitely would have left you, but still. She wanted more attention, so she sucked you harder and deeper until she gagged audibly.

Xiaoting, the ever-so-caring best friend that she is—bless her soul—instantly attended to Yujin to see if she was okay. She was in fact okay, feeling great even, now that she had both your attention.

"Unnie! Don't overdo yourself!" Xiaoting exclaimed. Yujin turned to her, did not say a word, and just kissed her.

"You really look out for me, Xiaoting-ah." She remarked with a loving smile that masked her jealousy earlier. Yujin then initiated their makeout session again. Years of suppressed feelings released at the touch of their lips.

Their lips intertwining, their tongues exploring each other's mouths, their bodies pressed against each other. You didn't want to interrupt such a magical moment for them, but even so, the sight of it aroused you so much that your erection never left. Yujin was not to leave you out, however. Her hand snuck its way to your length and started stroking it.

Xiaoting wanted more. Her hands explored Yujin's body. From her puffy cheeks, to her cute little tits, to her small waist and her hard abs, Xiaoting sated her curiosity of feeling what she thought you took away from her. Everything about Yujin is perfect, and she just wanted to savor this moment.

After what felt like hours waiting for their makeout session to finish, they turned to you and the cock Yujin had been stroking this whole time. With Yujin between your legs, she inserted your length in her mouth first before Xiaoting joined. Xiaoting placed her lips on one side of your cock while Yujin covered the other. They slid their lips up and down your length unrhythmically, though it seemed like Xiaoting used this as an excuse to continue kissing Yujin as their lips touched frequently.

After your cock was coated enough, Yujin stopped and faced you. "Oppa, I think we let our guest have the honor of going first."

"She should." You agreed.

"I'm nervous." Xiaoting expressed. You guided her to lay down on her back and positioned between her legs. Yujin, in turn, supported Xiaoting with words of assurance.

"It will be okay, honey. Just relax and enjoy." Xiaoting flinched when the tip of your member touched her nether regions for the first time. You slid it against her slit, causing her to suppress a scream. 

You lined it up against her entrance and slowly pushed forward. Her tight walls constricted your girth. Slowly but surely, she managed to take in your whole length. With her feet hanging in the air, you let her adjust to your length before retracting then reinserting your whole length into her.

You slowly picked up the pace. Her moans grew louder and louder, matching the tempo of your pounding. To muffle her loud moans, she pulled Yujin from beside her to sit on her face. Xiaoting pushed her tongue out until it reached Yujin's pussy. She held Yujin by the waist, pulling her closer to her face until she could insert her tongue into Yujin's entrance. The loud moans were then passed on to your girlfriend whose pussy was being eaten out by the girl you're fucking.

Whatever Xiaoting was feeling, she made sure to translate it to eating Yujin out. The harder you pistoned into Xiaoting, the harder she ate Yujin out, and thus the louder Yujin moaned. A cycle of increasing pleasure until someone had to cum.

"Mmmmmmf." With Yujin's legs as a muffler, Xiaoting couldn't speak properly. She gently pushed Yujin off her face and shouted, "Oppa, I'm cumming." You rammed into her faster until she reached her orgasm. Her legs shivered, resting on your shoulders, as you pulled out.

Good food can't go to waste, so Yujin dove straight into Xiaoting's pussy. With Xiaoting in the same position you fucked her, Yujin knelt between her legs and ate her out as passionately as Xiaoting did to her, inserting her tongue as deep as it can to scoop as much of her juice as she could.

However, with Yujin's ass up, this invited you to give Yujin a turn. Not an invitation you would turn down any time. You lined up your length to her entrance and pushed forward. Yujin despite how many times you already had sex, she still felt tighter than her taller best friend.

Hands on her waist, you guided her cute butt to slam harder against you. Effortlessly for her, she was able to take in your whole length, but not too effortless for you as you struggled to move in her tightness.

Yet no amount of arousal stopped Yujin from taking every drop of Xiaoting's juices. As Yujin ate out Xiaoting's sensitive pussy from her earlier orgasm, your hands wandered to Yujin's sensitive nipples, pinching them slightly to arouse her even more. Little did she know, even without your hands, her waist started moving on its own, fucking herself into you.

Yujin's climax came soon. Her walls pulsating, her limbs weakening, her body twitching. She flopped like a noodle onto the bed after her orgasm subsided.

Now it's your turn to chase your own climax. Xiaoting, recovered from her orgasm, helped you in doing so. You positioned yourself in front of Xiaoting's face and placed the tip of your length on her lips. All to herself, she sucked your cock to chase your own climax, but with a vacuum-like suck from her, it didn't take long.

The moment you felt it coming, you pulled away and stroked it yourself, aiming at the canvas in front of you. You took a couple paces backwards to shoot all over her. Some ropes of cum landed on her face, her tits, her hair, her lips. Xiaoting was drenched in your seed, and then came Yujin to indulge in her favorite treat, licking off a lot of your semen from different parts of Xiaoting's body. 

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"Yes, Yujin, suck my tits like that! Oppa your cum is so delicious!"

"How long has this been going for?" Yujin asks.

"An hour, tops." You answer.

"I never knew she felt this way."

"I told you."

"MMMMMMMM. SO… GOOD!"

"I think she's done." You whisper.

"Oppa, what if… y'know… we invite her to a… y'know." Yujin asks excitedly.

"Are you sure?"

"Well, we just heard her, and I know you've been looking at her."

"W-what?! I mean—well, uh—fine! I'm down."

[alltoomaples]

love.jpg - LN

pairing: fem!uni student x lando norris

synopsis: lando gets invested in working with cameras after you talk about your day in photography class and you two discover a new language of love <;33

type: writing + instagram au

a/n: finally writing up the very first writing for my new series until i found you. and ik i have been super super lacked in writing. you guys have no idea how much and many ideas ive got but procastination takes the most of it! im trying my best to work upon it and now that my finals are nearing, i may try to write as a stress breaker soo fingers crossed.

until next one, happy reading <;33

part 2 is out now!! check it out :))

. . . .

You came home from your last class of the semester from uni. As much as you love photography and graphic design, its definitely tiresome when being pursued as a Masters degree. But you won't complain much about it cause at the end of the day, you love what you do. And so does your boyfriend.

"Congrats on completing another semester, bubba!" Lando greets as he speed walks to you and engulfs you in a hug.

You drop your bags carefully and hug him back tight as you mourn in exhaustion. Your whole body gives up that Lando was quick to pick you up and let the both of you fall on the couch. Chuckles leave from your mouth as he leans in and kissed your forehead.

"I'm so so proud of you, Y/N/N" He says, looking into your eye, pinning your hair behind the ear as he rests his hand on your cheek.

"I haven't completed my course, Lan"

"Yet. And soon you will be my personal photographer and designer for Quadrant" Lando says very proudly.

"Well in that case, be ready to say goodbye to your bank accounts" you say, smirking at him as you squish his cheeks.

"I'll be happy to make our joint accounts"

"It's a deal then!"

. . . .

"So tell me about your project?" Lando asks as we clean dishes after dinner.

"Well, basically, we have to make a portfolio for photography class. We need to select a theme and shoot pictures showcasing that theme" you say, as you dried the final plate.

"That sounds so much fun and creative!"

"It is actually! till you finalize the theme cause that's the main brainers" you say as you place the dishes back to the shelves and lando keeps the leftovers in fridge.

"And that's what i'm here for! Let me help you with the picture and theme and stuff" Lando says, being very supportive and super excited like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Bubba, i appreciate you and your help but you'll be busy with race weekends, PR promos and Quadrant stuff. Do you really wanna squish mine on top of this busy business??" you ask, being concerned about him.

He walks over to you, grabbing your face in his and leans in.

"Let me be a part of your project. Think of me as your project buddy who also happens to be your boyfriend" Lando says, making puppy eyes which makes harder to say no to him.

"Alrighty love. You're in!"

"Wooohoooo!!! Let's goooo babyyyy!!" He does his small victory dance as he sung to HSM: we're all in this together

You laughed silently as you walked into your work room and picked up a camera. Lando eventually followed you and found you holding the camera.

"Wait- we are already starting with the work??"

"We haven't even chosen a theme, you dum dums" you say, ruffling his head which messes the small curls a bit.

"Ohh yeah. I'd suggest you to do some trial run shots, like you know, play around capturing day to day events. Maybe something will spark and voila, you'll have a theme ready!" Lando says, as he fixed his hair while looking in the mirror.

"That's actually a great idea bubs!!! I'm gonna do that now. You really do love this subject of mine, don't you??" You ask, as you really loved his input he just gave and you're quite impressed with it.

His level of creativity is something you've always loved and appreciated his talents. And isn't it just lovely to see people talk about their passions!

And this just made you think it's time to finally give him one of your passions.

"This camera is yours from today. I've been wanting to give you this as I've seen you've been very much interested in photography and something you can take along with you and remind you of me" you say, whispering at the end as you felt your cheeks heat up due to the cliché that you just happen to say which isn't a very you thing to do.

Lando stood there with the camera in his hands, in complete awe at the gesture of yours.

"Y/N! you have no idea how much this means to me!! This isn't just any camera, this is one you truly used for your good works" He says, pulling you closer to his. He makes you look up to him, leaning in close as he kisses you softly yet lovingly. Your hands make their way behind his neck, pulling him close to you.

"I love you, so much y/n/n" Lando says, almost as a whisper as he rests his nose with yours.

"and i love you, much more lan" you whisper back with a smile as you do the eskimos kiss.

. . . .

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landonorris: your fellow neighborhood cameraman📸

the best gift from the best <;33 y/n.clicks

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username1: wait Y/N gave her VERY OWN CAMERA TO LANDO!?!?

y/n.clicks: not bad for a beginner! have fun bubby🫶🏼

lando.jpg: learnt from the best ;)) will do!❤️

username2: he learnt with her?! talk about couple goals💗💖💞

charlesleclerc_: well i guess we'll say goodbye to this camera eventually. have you thought this through y/n.clicks 🤔🤔

y/n.clicks: i had a really good run with it soo if it breaks its alright, I'll get a new one 😙

lando.jpg: you two know that i can read your comments right?? hah RUDE😡

username3: i cant- 🤣🤣🤣🤣

username4: we're gonna be seeing what lando wants people to see. I LOVE IT!!!

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y/n_l/n: handing over ceremony📷

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lanndonorris: key moment of my life and career❤️

y/n.clicks: landonorris bubbaaa🥺💗

username1: i want what they have😭😭💛

carlossainz55: wow, he is growing up🥹🥹

y/n.clicks: ikr!!!🤧🤧

landonorris: you two ughhhhh🙄🙄

username2: this is sooo adorable ahhh!!

username3: thanks to y/n now we're gonna embark the cameraman lando era!

y/n.clicks: this is just the beginning of the era!!

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landonorris: day at the bay with my bae

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username1: oh my. oH mY! OhOh MymY!!😍🤩

y/n.clicks: caption might be chessy af but the pictures, mamma mia🥵😍

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maxfewtrell: now i get it why you ditched for golfing, you simp!

y/n.clicks: wait what!?! lando did that??

lando.jpg: 😳😳😳😳 busted?

ciscanorris: lando ditching golf?? he's soo into his cameraman era!!!🫡💗

username3: everyone say thank you y/n for getting lando a camera

username4: seriously! THANK YOU QUEEN Y/N

lando.jpg: FACTS!! thank you y/n.clicks 🫂🫶🏼

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y/n_l/n: my favourite kind of cheese🧀 landonorris

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username1: the caption🥹😭💖💞💗✨️

username2: them>>>>>>

riabish: LOVE IS IN THE AIR🫶🏼✨️

danielricciardo: you guys are so disgustingly adorable🫡💖

landonorris: now who's the chessier one??😏😏

y/n.clicks: landonorris still YOU🫣

landonorris: 😂😂😂

. . . .

also I'm thinking for a part 2 for this, lemme know if you're interested too :))

check out my works: until i found you masterlist | other works

part 2 is out now!! check it out :))

[janglingargot]

Oh, hey, are we dropping Vandelay family headcanons in the tag today? Because oh boy, have I got some headcanons after doing the math on the various timeline stamps that we're given throughout the game.

So here's the thing, right? I honestly don't think Roxanne's kids have the same father, for starters. No judgment, for the record, just observing! Hear me out:

That fifteen-year age gap seems to indicate that Kale was born in Roxanne's early twenties, right around the time she was getting Vandelay Solutions off the ground as a startup. He has her last name, and we never hear anything about a father, which indicates to me that the bio dad was not in the picture. We know that the company's rise was meteoric, going from one woman selling products out of the back of a truck, to the biggest company of its kind, in just three years. (We also know that Vandelay Technologies was well-established enough to be doing major disaster cleanup by the time Korsica was a child, and she's about six years younger than Kale.)

What that says to me, personally, is that Roxanne was not super involved in Kale's upbringing. She was young and passionate and extremely busy with her flourishing tech startup, and I assume that by the time Kale was a small child, she had plenty of money to make sure he was being taken care of, by other people. I'm not judging her too harshly for this: I'm sure she justified it to herself as the best way to support her child, and vanishing into your brilliant work at the expense of family time is the kind of behavior that countless male tech geniuses get a free social pass for.

Fast forward to fifteen years later, and Vandelay Technologies is a stable empire. Roxanne would have been in her late thirties or early forties by that point. She's older now, more interested in parenting, and it's sinking in for her that she's mostly missed her first baby's childhood and he's grown into someone she has very little in common with. She's got all the resources she could ever need at her fingertips now, if she wanted to try single parenting again and do it properly this time.

Enter Peppermint, who I honestly think was a planned-for and dearly-beloved IVF baby. (All the physical features she shares with Kale, mostly coloring, are also shared by Roxanne, and they're built quite differently; it's not at all hard to imagine them having different genetic fathers.) This time around, Roxanne kept her home life and work life so meticulously separate that Macaron didn't even know she had a daughter. I think whether Roxanne thought of it that way or not, Peppermint was kind of a do-over child, a chance for Roxanne to be a "real" mother and a hands-on mentor.

The way Peppermint talks about her upbringing, it seems like she felt an enormous amount of pressure to follow in Roxanne's footsteps, which she eventually rebelled against by running away. She was the late-in-life child, the mother's daughter, the technically gifted protegé. With her talents and interests, she would have been the obvious choice to inherit the company and carry on the Vandelay legacy.

But did Roxanne really want Peppermint to be her little mini-me? I'm not so sure, especially considering the things she says during their reunion. Given Pep's age and the implication that she ran away when she was no older than eighteen (she's 23 and Kale has been in charge at Vandelay for at least five years), not to mention the things she says about Kale's manipulative behavior, I strongly believe that Kale had a hand in exacerbating the misunderstandings between mother and daughter. Kale obviously deeply resented his baby sister for being "Mommy's favorite", and was probably dripping poison into her ear throughout her teens, if not well before that.

Deliberately souring their relationship must have seemed like his best shot at inheriting the company, and we know Kale was eager to ride his mother's coattails and do as little real work as possible. For that matter, he must have hated the idea of being supplanted by this upstart baby who got all the attention he never did, born when he was nearly an adult himself. I have no doubt that Kale did whatever he could to convince Peppermint to get out of Roxanne's life, not to mention his own.

[die-rosastrasse]

Hi! I hope it's not tmi (no pressure to respond whatsoever) but are you a painter? As in you paint for a living? (I've always imagined you were an art historian for some reason) I'd love to know since I'm planning to become an artist but to my parents it's a hobby, not a career. I'm sorry for the rant, I'm interested how that could work and how to convince them :(

Hi! Both painting and art history are my passions, but I'm not practicing either professionally. I did start to sell my paintings recently, but not enough to be considered full time. My parents were always very strict when it comes to education and they were sure that I have to go to university, there was just no other option, so I did. While I was in uni, I started my Etsy shop (where I began by selling not my art, but stationery and other paper crafts) and it was my way of having a part-time job that supported me during this period. I never finished my degree due to health reasons, but after this time of running my shop and growing as an artists, my parents noticed how passionate I am about it and how well my small business was going, so they changed their minds and started supporting me in this new path. I don't know if my story is relatable or helps in your own struggle. Except that I know how parents can be... I think you should try pursuing the career that you feel is meant for you. But being a painter or selling your art or designs isn't simple, especially at the beginning. You need to build your platform, find your own style, find people who are interested in what you're creating. This can take a couple of years before you can actually live from the benefits. This couple of years you could spending getting a degree in whatever you're interested in and practicing your craft. Being an artist is definitely a career, unlike what your parents think, but it's not an instantly easy path. I really hope you'll end up doing what you love, that you'll find the support from your close ones and I wish you all the luck! 💖

[pitinthelanepages]

we need more Juan Manuel imagines !! the one you wrote was so good i loved it💗💗

summary: it's hard for your boyfriend, juan manuel correa, to focus on the movie. especially when you're wearing glasses.

genre: suggestive! fluff

a/n: i am back to keep jm nation alive, again 🤓

here's another jm oneshot i wrote, if anyone wants to read!

As an IT engineer, you have always been passionate about technology and enjoy the challenge of solving complex problems. You met Juan Manuel Correa, the F2 driver, at a social event and hit it off instantly. Despite your busy schedules, both of you decide to pursue a relationship and try to make it work.

Your job involves long hours of programming, testing, and troubleshooting software systems. You often work late nights and are on call for technical emergencies, which can make it difficult to plan activities with Juan. Meanwhile, Juan spends most of his time travelling around the world for training and races, and also has to maintain his physical fitness to stay competitive.

As a result of both of your demanding careers, you struggle to find time for each other. You try to stay in touch through video calls and messaging apps, but it's not the same as being together in person. You often miss each other's calls or have to cancel plans due to last-minute work commitments or travel arrangements.

Despite the challenges, as a couple, both of you  remain committed to making your relationship work. You prioritise quality time when you can, such as planning weekend getaways or attending each other's events whenever possible. You also make an effort to support each other's careers and interests, whether it's by attending a race or sharing updates on the latest tech trends.

Today is one of those days you finally have time for each other so you planned it to be a movie night ahead. As you prepare for the movie, you make some popcorn while Juan sets up the TV. You had decided to watch a classic action movie that you had both been wanting to see for a while. Once everything is ready, you snuggle up on the couch and start the movie. The opening credits roll and you both settle in, munching on popcorn. 

However, you notice the subtitles are too small for you to see them clearly so you disappear into your bedroom before appearing beside him with a set of glasses perched up on your nose. Initially, Juan doesn’t notice it as he is too immersed into the intense action scenes playing on the screen before you two but when he finally takes a glance at you, only to steal a couple more within a minute. 

Though you two have been dating for some time, somehow he has never noticed that you wear glasses. The way they perch on your nose, the lenses magnifying your eyes, make you look even more beautiful than usual.

"Is everything okay?" You ask, noticing his gaze.

Juan swallows hard. "Yeah, everything's great. I just... I didn't know you wore glasses."

You chuckle. "Yeah, I'm near-sighted. I usually wear contacts, but they're bothering me today."

Juan can't help but stare. The glasses make you look somehow vulnerable and sexy at the same time. He finds himself imagining all sorts of scenarios involving you in glasses, and his heart starts racing as he finds himself beginning to sweat in the comfort of his living room where the temperature has relatively been cold.

"You look amazing," he blurts out, his gaze intense yet lost in thoughts.

You raise an eyebrow. "What, in my glasses?"

He nods, feeling his face flush. "Yeah. I mean, you always look amazing, but there's something about the glasses that... I don't know. You look very cute. But don’t worry, I swear my thoughts are platonic."

You laugh. "Okay, now you're just teasing me and platonic thoughts, really?"

He shakes his head. "No, I'm serious. I can't believe I never noticed before. You should wear them more often."

You smile, and Juan feels a jolt of electricity shoot through him. He knows that this is going to be a long night, but he doesn't care. 

What he doesn’t know is that you have been his girlfriend for long enough to notice something is up with him but you choose not to mention it.

Later that night, you get ready for bed, slipping into your favourite pyjamas and running a brush through your hair. As you finish up your nightly routine, you feel Juan’s arms wrap around you in a loving embrace.

"Hey there," He murmurs, nuzzling his face into your neck.

"Hey yourself," You reply, smiling at the warmth of his embrace.

He tightens his arms around you, and you can feel his heartbeat against your back. You close your eyes and lean into him, savouring the feeling of his body against yours.

"I know I swore they were just platonic thoughts," He says softly, his lips brushing against your ear. "But I have to be honest with you. Seeing you in those glasses tonight really turned me on. I couldn't stop thinking about you the whole time."

You’re surprised by his confession, but you also feel a sense of excitement and intrigue. You turn in his arms, facing him and looking up into his eyes.

"Really?" you ask, raising an eyebrow.

Juan nods, his gaze intense. "Yeah. I just can't help it. You look so sexy in glasses."

You feel a blush rising in your cheeks, but also a spark of desire in your belly. You had never thought of glasses as something sexy before, but the way Juan is looking at you makes you feel a rush of heat.

"I had no idea," you murmur, feeling suddenly shy.

He leans down and kisses you, his hands running through your hair. "Well, now you do," he whispers against your lips. The glasses are long forgotten as you explore each other's lips, the warmth of your embrace taking over.

"I love you," Juan whispers, pulling away from the kiss. "And I always will."

"I love you too," you say, your heart swelling with joy and anticipation. "And I can't wait to see what other surprises you have in store for me."

[darlingkirstein]

im just curious about your headcanon for their job (for eremika and jeanpiku if that's alright)

this question has truly thrown me for such a giant loop because im super indecisive! so i thought instead of choosing one option, i could list a few plausible options for the characters! these are just the jobs that came to mind for some reason. im sure i could come up with others but this are the first that i decided on, and i tried to choose jobs that are a little more unorthodox to be unique 🩷

also sorry for how long this has taken ! i know you've been waiting for this for a while 🫶

Eremika

— Eren Jaeger!

Physical/recreational therapist: I can imagine him wanting to help people but not wanting to be a hospital doctor or anything like that. He seems like he'd be a pretty active guy so I think a job where he gets to help people and also move around and help clients move around and recover from injury would be both fulfilling and fun for him at the same time! Or even recreational therapy, getting to help people through different activities!

Small business owner: I can see him taking the charge and owning his own business, maybe with the help of his parents with a small investment to get it started. Mikasa might also help with this when she has spare time because she wants to support him! I'm thinking something that incorporates his love of cooking, like a bakery or food shop?

Stuntman/stunt coordinator: This one is more for fun but I love picturing him as a stunt man for movies. He would get a kick out of the thrill it gives him if he's actively participating or he'd find it satisfying to coordinate really interesting stunt work. Mikasa would always be fearful that he's gonna injure himself.

— Mikasa Ackerman!

Bookstore employee: I don't know why, but I think Mikasa would love working around a quiet environment with books. Getting to provide recommendations and organize the shelves makes her feel accomplished without over-stressing her. She loves reading so the employee discount is definitely a big benefit.

Speech-language pathologist: I'm biased here because this is what I'm studying! But I think Mikasa could thrive in this job! Getting to help people struggling with communication is really fulfilling and she gets to challenge herself to find creative solutions. I think she would love working with children, helping them fix their speech sounds, or even with adults, helping with different disorders.

Daycare owner/lead employee: I think a lot of us agree that even in our modern AUs, Mikasa didn't have the happiest childhood. So, I think she tries to make sure that other children have the best possible childhood around. She would be very attentive to all their needs because she's naturally great with kids. Eren would find this so endearing and it would really give me lots of baby fever when she comes home and talks about the kiddos.

Jeanpiku

— Jean Kirstein!

Gonna start off by saying that I feel like Jean initially settles for an office job because he feels like he has to be a big breadwinner and have a stable, high-paying job but it ends up making him rather miserable so he quits to pursue other jobs.

Art restoration: I know the idea of Jean being an artist is kinda overplayed since he only draws once but I am so attached to it. But here I'm specifically thinking of him restoring old/damaged paintings for museums or for people's personal collections. He probably finds comfort in seeing the pretty paintings come back to life after being so dull. He takes it super seriously since it's so technical so he's very proud of his work and the results!

Something in the restaurant/food industry: Jean loves cooking so much! He would want to share his cooking with others. He might work at a restaurant making good or maybe even as a cooking instructor? I think that even if his job isn't in the food industry that he still volunteers his time to cook for people in need because it's something he's passionate about.

Art therapist: In a similar vein to art restoration, I am imagining him as an art therapist, trying to help people with their struggles through various forms of art. It's probably therapeutic to him, so sharing that therapy with others is so sweet to me. I think would love to work with children especially, just getting to see them smile after they've gone through some rough things :)

— Pieck Finger!

Something in journalism: Pieck would get a kick out of writing small articles for different papers or magazines, or even in the newspaper (even if it's a dying medium). She gets to show a more creative side while making a living and she also gets to work from home which is great because she's kind of a homebody! She gets to be comfortable while writing her fun articles :)

Accent/dialect coach: This is also kind of a half-serious one like the stunt coordinator one for Eren. I feel like Pieck would be weirdly good at accents, like stupidly good. So she might have fun working with actors either in bigger shows/movies or in local theatre productions to change accents.

Editor: Another job that could be done from home, I think she would like editing people's books or articles or anything to make them better. She finds it fun and satisfying to correct mistakes and make suggestions, and it's so fun because she can work on stuff from her bedroom if she so desired. Maybe she both writes and edits and just switches off depending on the day/helping out her writer friends by editing their work for them.

[yuyu1024]

Falling

Pairings: Yunho × y/n

Genre/tags: relationship issue

Warning: ghosting, insecurity, cursing [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 1.2k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: repost. Check pinned post for more.

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Three months have passed. You've cut your hair, updated your wardrobe, listened to all taylor swift's album on repeat and even read books you've always wanted to read but had no time before. You kept yourself busy.

Within those three months you focused on yourself. Helping yourself get up from being broken hearted. Finding the good of being alone and finding the bad of being with him. Loving Yunho. Trusting... Yunho.

It's fucking painful, really. Within that three months of you trying to move on, you did your best. Gave you best smiles, laugh and squeezed all the positivity you have in your body. It's tiring. You'd be probably dead if it weren't because of your friends.

"Don't tell me that your crying again because of that guy." A hand appears in front of your face, handing you a can of rootbeer

You break a small smile as you take the drink from his hand. "Seonghwa..." you shake your head, "I'm just admiring the view okay?"

"Just checking..." he sits down beside you, dipping his feet in the pool to. "Does he still contact you?"

"Yes... Everyday actually..."

"Do you reply?"

"No. Not once." You look down at your hands, "I just... look at the notification and...yeah..."

"Y/n, I know you've asked Hongjoong, Jongho and I to give you time... to not ask you anything at all... just... be with you... but..."

You sniffle, trying to smile. You know that a day would come that one of them will ask you. The real reason why Yunho and you are not together.

You try to keep it together for so long and hiding it.

"Do you think... I'm stupid?" You turn your head to face Seonghwa, looking at you, eyes filled with curiousity and concern. "For... leaving Yunho? For ghosting a guy that I've been with for the last three years... the guy that every girl ever dreamed of... the guy that everyone thinks is a perfect man... an achiever, passionate, hard working, loving, kind, sweet and good looking..." you take a deep breathe, "a guy that loved me so much... more than I derserve..."

"Y/n..."

"I know what I did is 100% wrong..."

"Fuck yeah." He mumbles, making you smile a bit even though tears are swelling up your eyes

"And yet... here you guys are supporting me... or if not... atleast staying beside me..."

"We're your friends... even we think your wrong... that doesn't mean we will leave you..."

"Yeah... thanks for that..."

"But what the fuck is your reason? For breaking Yunho's heart... even yours..."

"I got scared."

"Of what?"

"Not being enough... not giving him what he deserves..." you start to tear up for real now. "It probably sound fucked up for you guys but... Its eating me up inside. That when I look at him, giving me all his best, all his time, all his love and everything he can give... but then there's me, just receiving and not matching what he's capable of giving... I feel bad for him... I... I feel like... one day... he'll get tired of me that... that he'd leave me because he might've feel that I don't love him the same way..."

"Do you?" Seonghwa asks, "do you not love him the same way?"

"I do!" You weakly cry out. "I love him..."

"But... you chose to leave and hurt him?"

"I got scared that what if... one day he got tired of me, talking to me, listening to my nonsense... and that he might not need me anymore... I know my decision is fucked up because I don't want to be the only one hurting... I just... I don't know!" You cover your face with your hands and start sobbing. "I... I just... that night... at Hongjoong's party... I was feeling so down and stressed with everything happening in my life. Already overthinking about us... and then I saw him... I saw him with the girls that looked like the same level as him... my insecurities just wrapped my whole body and..."

"Y/n... I get how you feel... whatever you are feeling within you... it is valid... it's not wrong for you to worry and feel things like that... but you should atleast talk to him... discuss these with him... its unfair for him. You two have been together for three years... he's been good to you. Don't you think he deserves an explanation... an acceptable reason for you two to break up?"

"I know..." you wipe your tears. "But I'm so scared to confront him...I don't know what to say... or how..."

"You can start by reading my texts and answering my calls..."

Both you and Seonghwa freezes before turning around. It's him. It's Yunho.

"Sorry...I tried to ask him to leave but..." Hongjoong is standing behind him.

"It's okay." You say to him.

"We'll leave you two then..." Seonghwa stands up and leaves with Hongjoong to to back in the house.

Silence fills the air between you two as the others left. However the tension is up in the sky. You can feel his stare from behind you so you try to avoid looking back at him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to get you back."

"It's been three months, Yunho..."

"So? I don't care!" You hear him walk closer. "We never broke up in the first place... you just went silent."

You get up from dipping you feet in the pool and face him. "Please..."

"Please what?" He looks angry "The fuck y/n! Why are you doing this to me? Why are you hurting me?"

"I...I'm sorry..." you cry

"I fucking love you so much! You have no idea... the pain I felt when you suddenly vanished and avoided me. I... I don't get it. What did I do to to give you a reason to leave me?"

"I'm sorry..."

"No, I don't need your sorry. Y/n, I want you back! Please... Please!" He rush towards you and hugs you tightly, like his life is hanging on to you. "Please... talk to me about your feelings... I will accept it... all your pain and worries... I will carry them with you... just... please... don't leave me... stay with me..."

Hearing him beg and cry for you to comeback is painful. It makes your heart weaks and regret things.

"Don't you love me anymore?" He asks, his face burried to your neck

"I... still do..."

"Then why... y/n... why can't you just... love me...?"

"You deserve more..."

He let you go to look into your eyes. "I deserve whatever love you could give me. I'm not asking for more... all that matters to me is you."

"You will get tired of always giving..."

"That's for me to decide... if I get tired of picking you up at school, carrying your bag, cooking dinner for you, watching romantic movies with you or going shopping with you or whatever... I will tell you... I will work it out with YOU... but even though I get tired of taking care of you one day... that doesn't affect the amount of love I have for you. I love YOU and not the what and the whys. I just... love you."

He wrapps his hands around you even tighter.

"I can't live without you..."

"Yunho..." you finally hug him back, sobbing. "I'm so sorry!"

[beansnsoup]

Hello! You should write a robin Buckley x reader or maya hawke x reader fic ( or both:)) where (for robin) reader asked her out in French or something but reader doesn't know French and only learned those words. OR for maya you could write one where readefans maya are doing a show together and in the show their enemies but irl they like each other and flirt on set and during interviews, soon people start shipping the actors ( maya and reader) together then they start shipping the characters

Thanks ( you shoudl really do the Maya one or both? ;)

I'm definitely writing both, but I'll start with Maya 😻

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Fan Favorites

Summary: You may be enemies on TV, but you both think of each other in a totally different light behind the scenes.

Relationship: Platonic going on Romantic

Warnings: Fluff, can't think of anything else

"If you step one foot in this house again I'll make you regret it, don't screw with me."

"Aw, you're so very PG-13."

You eyebrows furrowed, "I'll go wherever I'll please, and you'll love it." She informed.

"Cut!"

Maya stepped away from you, smiling, "You were amazing."

"As were you."

She giggled as she walked with you off set, "What do you want for lunch? My treat."

"Oh? Are you asking me out, what a stud you are."

Maya slyly wrapped her arm around yours, guiding you to her car. You sat in the passenger seat, deciding to let her surprise you.

You've both been like this since the close middle of production. The two of you quickly grew close, and it, of course, escalated.

It's not like you guys were a thing. It wasn't really official, but it was also one of those relationships where if the other got a partner, the other would feel cheated on.

Paparazzi also ate up every little crumb of this complicated relationship you had both conjured up. You'd open up Twitter every morning to both of your names trending, followed by a new ship name.

She pulled you up to a nearby Cafe, it had just opened up, and you were a suckered for small businesses. It was owned by a woman in her 50s who had like 3 kids. You met her when you came to check it out last weekend.

She informed you that it was always her passion to start something up like this but never had the time or money for it, and now that all of her kids had grown up enough to go on their own she saved up as much as she could to make it happen.

This lady had to whipped, you would do anything to support her business, so when you told Maya she made plans to bring you every moment possible.

"Welcome again!" The woman greeted cheerfully, "I suspected the two of you were on your way after I saw the weird men outside with their cameras." She said, pointing to outside where sure enough, there were men tucked behind cars, taking pictures.

"It's fine, it will give you some publicity as well if you think about it." You replied.

She laughed, "You're not wrong. So, your usuals?"

"Yes, please!" Maya chimed in.

"Why don't you both go ahead and take a seat while I get that ready."

The two of you nodded as you walked over to your usual table. As you sat down, Maya glanced outside and then proceeded to grab your hand.

"What might you be doing?"

"Feeding their obsession." She replied with a smirk. You then gladly accepted her gesture by wrapping your fingers around her hand.

You both sat there for the remainder of your lunch break, just looking at each other in comfortable silence.

"Okay, I think it's time we go back to hating eachother again."

You laughed at this, "You're right."

You both waved goodbye to the owner and then edged the paparazzi by also waving at them.

If you were being honest, you loved doing this with her. She also continued to hold your hand. You guys hadn't discussed labels, but you wanted this to be official so bad.

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That morning, you woke up to both of your names trending on Twitter again. Since you were used to this, you didn't think much of it.

But when you got the message from her that's when you knew something was up.

'Click this link right now, then look up our ship name on Twitter 😭'

You pressed a link to find a ling article about the two of yours relationship and how it might affect the show. You didn't see how you two having a growing romance would have an impact on the show.

After you finished that up, you went to the search bar on Twitter and put in what Maya asked you to.

Vecnussy

I'm not going to lie, yall. I'm starting to see the chemistry between Maya and Y/N and their characters.

|_ mayahawkesbbg

NOW YALL WANNA LISTEN???

|_ ilovecharlieday

FINALLY!!!!

This was followed by tons of fanart, not just of you guys at the Cafe but also your characters.

In a whole new light might you add.

It had nothing to do with the plot of the show or your characters. It was the characters kissing, dancing, etc.

Soon, Maya was calling your phone,

"Hello?"

"Hey."

"So,"

"We're not stopping Y/N."

"Oh?"

"I really like you, I don't want people getting in the way to ruin what we have going on."

"What about the show, Maya?"

"Screw the show."

"Wow, you're so PG-13, babe."

"Oh my God, shut up."

IM SO IN LOVE W HER

You heard her laugh through the phone. Yeah, you were totally whipped.