#but thanks to the magic of video cameras i can still watch it!

[livwritessometimes]

I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

: Mason Mount x singer!reader

: Y/n can do it with a broken heart

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: Love Lost Series

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: Author's Note: It’s finally here!!! The spin-off series for Love Lost! Lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist

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Yourname: Just me, my niece, my Kelly, and some guy we found on the way 🌊

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kellypiquet: the best way to spend summer 🩵

*liked by Yourname*

User21: “my Kelly” 🥺🥺

maxverstappen: Excuse me ☝🏻 what do you mean by some random guy???

-> Yourname: I think I was pretty clear by what I meant 😌

-> kellypiquet: ya seemed crystal to me 🤷🏻‍♀️

-> maxverstappen: why do I even bother anymore 🤦🏻‍♂️

-> User69: ya max at this point just admit it’s Y/n and Kelly in a relationship and you’re the other woman 😙

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👤: magui_corceiro

landonorris: Summer has never been better ☀️

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magui_corceiro: ily sm ❤️

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-> landonorris: ily too 💘

maxfewtrell: It’s ok 👌🏻 no need to thank the photographer or anything

→ landonorris: 🙄

User09: Ahhhh so cuteeeee!!!!

User86: I love them SO MUCH 💗

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Yourname: Lights, Camera, Bitch Smile! 📸

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maxverstappen: P says she loved the show a lot!

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-> Yourname: Tell P I love her!! And that I’m getting her all the merch from the shows 💕

-> kellypiquet: Y/n no ☝🏻 she already has a lot of merch

→ maxverstappen: Yes Y/n - P :)

-> Yourname: 😊

-> kellypiquet: 😠

-> Yourname: 🏃🏻‍♀️

-> maxverstappen: 🏃🏻

-> maxverstappen: 🏃🏻‍♀️- P

User43: Another day of Y/n and Max testing Kelly’s patience

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👤: Yourname

Y/nUpdates: Y/n L/n was spotted taking pictures with a fan. According to her fans, she seems to be in a good place. Many are happy to see the singer smiling again, especially after the breakup of Lando Norris and Y/N L/n. Since then, Norris has started seeing Portuguese model Margarida Corceiro. There is no news about whether L/n is seeing someone or not. Stay tuned to find out more about what the singer has been up to these days. 

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User04: I'm so happy that she’s better now!!!

User79: she's so pretty 😍

User66: Who needs a man to be happy anyways 😊

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👤: Yourname, carlossainz55, joaofelix79, puma

scuderiaferrari: Stay tuned for this week's video with Puma’s newest ambassadors, Y/n L/n and João Félix. Watch the magic happen as the two partner up with our very own Carlos Sainz in an interesting video, wherein you’ll get to see them take turns at tongue twisters in each other’s native language. We can’t say much about the video, just that our stomachs still hurt from laughing so much 🤭. Video out this Thursday!

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Yourname: 💕

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carlossainz55: Can’t wait 🙌🏻

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joaofelix79: Had so much fun 🫶🏻

*liked by scuderiaferrari*

User55: Ferrari you dirty dirty bastard 😏

User08: Puma said let’s play matchmaker and picked the two people who would actually break the internet if spotted together 😩

User78: If I were Lando or Magui I would be so salty tho 😝

User00: Not them throwing Carlos being in the mix 😭 cherry on the top for little lando norris!!

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Yourname: Cats out of the bag ig 🤭

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joaofelix79: i guess so 🤔

-> Yourname: Seems like we can’t do anything now 🤷🏻‍♀️

-> joaofelix79: 😏

User89: ok wtf? I was not expecting them to be interacting like this! It’s kinda 😳

User64: why do I suddenly crave more João and Y/n content in my life!!

carlossainz55: I still think it was unfair 👎🏻

-> Yourname: Chilli you’re just upset cause you lost 😜

-> User11: She has a nickname for CARLOS ❤️❤️

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👤 : maxverstappen, redbullracing, joaofelix79

Yourname: This week’s episode of Keeping Up With Max-Emilian 🇳🇱

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joaofelix79: Best paddock partner 🫱🏻‍🫲🏼

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-> Yourname: Honestly! Like what would you have even done without me 💅🏻

-> joaofelix79: hmm 🤔 probably gotten to the garage faster 😊

-> Yourname: I see how it is! Good luck trying to navigate through the area next time 🙂

-> joaofelix79: now now Y/n I’m just joking 😅 why aren’t you answering your call?? I still don’t know where the exit is!! Y/NN

-> Yourname: 🦗🦗

maxverstappen: 💙

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redbullracing: At this point it should be ‘Keeping Up With Y/n’ who is this Max anyways 🤷🏻‍♂️

→ Yourname: maybe it should be 🤭

-> maxverstappen: Betrayed by my own team 💔

User99: Y/n and João dating was not on my 2024 bingo 🫨

User02: Did he take…no he didn’t…is he wearing her cap in the 3rd photo??? 🧢

-> User81: WAITTT HE ISSSSSS

joaofelix79 added to their story!

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👤: Yourname, joaofelix79

FootballUpdates: Y/n L/n and João Félix were spotted at a cafe near L/n’s apartment. Rumor has it, the two have been close ever since they shot a video together for the Scuderia Ferrari x Puma collab with Carlos Sainz. Many fans are excited about the potential for the two to become a couple, although some find it odd. It also should be noted that L/n’s ex, Lando Norris, and Félix’s ex, Margarida Corceiro, are currently in a relationship. There has been a lot of talk online about this newfound relationship between the two being the ‘ultimate revenge’ but only time will tell whether the two are dating or not. 

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User04: Shut upppppp there is now wayyyy!!

User33: they’d be kinda cute don’t you think 💭

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magui_corceiro: With the bulls today 🩵

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landonorris: That’s okay your heart is at papaya

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magui_corceiro: Always baby 🧡

redbullracing: Happy to have you with us this week 💙

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User11: nah red bull did Y/n dirty 🙂

User02: Max looked so awkward 😭😭

User67: You’re so prettyyyy 🧡

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👤: alexandrasaintmleux, charles_leclerc, carlossainz55, scuderiaferrari

Yourname: Just met the love of my life 💕 Never gonna leave Leo now 🐕

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alexandrasaintmleux: You told me you won’t post that picture 😕

-> Yourname: nooo don’t be sadd! You looked so cute I had to 😫

-> alexandrasaintmleux: 😊

scuderiaferrari: So does this mean that you’ll be at our garage from now on 😌

-> redbullracing: ah ah not so fast 🙅🏻‍♂️

-> scuderiaferrari: shooo 🤺

User09: Y/n x Ferrari Content>>>>>>>>

joaofelix79: ready to be the tour guide for Ferrari then?

-> Yourname: depends on who is looking for the tour 🗺️

-> joaofelix79: hmm okay 😏

-> User99: WHAT ARE THESE INTERACTIONS???

-> User71: Are you dating or not???? Just tell us please 😭😭

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Yourname: In between the studio 🎶

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User65: ARE WE GETTING NEW MUSIC????

joaofelix79: Ofc you used that photo 🙄

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-> Yourname: you love it 🥰

-> joaofelix79: Debatable I’d say 😬

kellypiquet: 🤭🤭

-> Yourname: 🤭🤭

-> User82: Kelly what do you know????? TELL US!!

charles_leclerc: ok it’s all good, hang out with my girlfriend and my dog but don’t tag me in the photo (even tho I took the second picture) 😃

-> Yourname: you’re just jealous they like me more 😌

-> alexandrasaintmleux: ya Charles, even Leo ran towards Y/n when you asked him ‘Leo my child who do you love more Y/n or your father?’ 😂

-> charles_leclerc: Alex that is OUR CHILD 😭

-> alexandrasaintmleux: life is so tough as a single mom 😔

-> Yourname: It’s okay Alex, I’m ready to be Leo’s other mom ☺️

-> alexandrasaintmleux: 🥰

-> User61: I don’t even know what to say to Charles at this point 😭😭

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👤: kellypiquet, alexandrasaintmleux, joaofelix79, maxverstappen, charles_leclerc, masonmount

F1updates: It seems like these stars have taken dancing the night away to a whole new level. F1 driver Max Verstappen was spotted at a club along with his longtime girlfriend Kelly Piquet, friend and fellow driver Charles Leclerc, and his girlfriend Alexandra Saint Mleux. Fans also spotted singer/songwriter Y/n L/n and football stars João Félix and Mason Mount with the group. According to bystanders, the group was celebrating Verstappen and Leclerc’s podium. In an interesting turn of events, some fans also spotted L/n getting involved in some serious dance floor action with a certain someone. Unfortunately, none of the people around were able to see the guy's face, but it is believed to be someone from the group. Now the question is: could it be one of the single footballers, or was it one of the committed F1 drivers?

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User04: WTFFFFF

User29: That has to be João!!!!

-> User06: Ikrrrrr like there is no question! The two have been so mysterious ever since the shot that video for puma

User52: The question is what is Mason doing there?

-> User03: Mason and João are good friends and João has been hanging out with Y/n a lot so maybe he called him? Who knows tbh 🤷🏻‍♀️

User77: Wow was Lando not enough for her? Now she is planning to ruin Max and Charles life too???

-> User88: let’s not forget featuring in a video with Carlos!! Like you know they’re good friends, I bet Carlos rejected her 😌

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Yourname: You know you’re good when you can even do it with a broke heart ❤️‍🩹

My new single out at midnight 🏆

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kellypiquet: I’M SO PROUDDDDD ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

*liked by yourname*

maxverstappen: Ngl P and I play this every night before bedtime 💕

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-> Yourname: Maxieee you love me 🥹

-> maxverstappen: ok maybe a little 🤏🏻

alexandrasaintmleux: I’m so obsessed with you it’s not even a joke at this point 🤩

-> Yourname: I’m still saying I’m ready to be Leo’s other mom, just say the word and it’s done 🧑‍🧑‍🧒

-> charles_leclerc: It’s okay I have faith in the power of our love ❤️ (Alex please I’ll start crying right in the middle of the garage)

charles_leclerc: It’s gonna be such a hit Y/n/n I know it 🫡

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joaofelix79: It’s gonna create quite the buzz when it comes out 🤭

-> Yourname: what do you even mean 🤔

-> joaofelix79: we’re gonna play coy now are we? 😏

User59: that guy HAS TO BE JOÃO!!!!

-> User31: I SWEARRRR 😭😭 please let it be him 🙏🏻

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[hearts4golbach]

waitttttt you could totally do something w the sam n colby vid w jake n johnnie, like were reader is with johnnie and you could do something like the clip of jake hugging johnnie??? if that makes sense 😭😭😭😭

Spooked!

pairing:

Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.

a/n:

this isn't going to follow the points of the ACTUAL video. this is all made up and never really happened.

warnings:

scary ig?? I don't know if it's that scary, but yk.

going on a trip with Jake, Johnnie, Sam, and Colby had been on your bucket list for a long time. whenever Jake came into your room and asked you if you wanted to go, you were ecstatic.

now you were there.

"what the fuck was that?" a bang from the other room echoed down the hallway. instinctively, you gripped onto Johnnies arm.

everyone's head flew to the corridor behind them. "Holy shit." Johnnie muttered.

Colby turned to Sam. "why don't we set up the rope thingy so whatever spirits are here can lead us to where they want us?" his evil smile said everything.

"good idea." sam turned back to you. "y/n, you still wanna do the estes method?"

you nodded carefully. "Yeah." Your grip on Johnnies arm loosened. "let's fucking do it."

Colby set up the rope, leading down the same hallway. "Now we wait."

"So, were gonna let these demons lead us to where they want us to go?" Jake spoke up. his hands were shoved in his pockets. he laughed. "they're going to fucking eat us alive or some shit."

sam pressed his hands together. "Probably."

"woah, what the fuck was that?" Johnnje pointed down the hall.

"What, what?" you asked frantically, looking towards where he was pointing.

"i- I don't know. I think my mind is fucking with me, I don't know." he brushed it off.

the rope went off, catching all of our attention. the lights slowly lit up one by one, leading down the hallway and stopping at room 513.

"let's go, I guess." Jake laughed nervously.

Johnnie began to cautiously walk down the hall, and you weren't far behind him. Jake, Colby, and Sam followed suit.

the door of room 513 creeked open eerily. a cold breeze hit your face, sending chills down your spine. "fuck." you muttered under your breath with an uneasy smile.

Johnnie rubbed your lower back. "You got this, y/n."

"Thank you. I'm excited as fuck, but nervous." your shoulders shrugged anxiously.

"Alright, let's get this shit set up." Colby dragged a miscellaneous chair from the corner of the room to the middle of the room.

"Why are you guys always sacrificing the girl?" The camera panned to jake.

"Hey, I volunteered. I used to binge watch these two daily, I've wanted to do this forever."

"they're using their ghost magic to get into your head." jake was trying extremely hard to hold back a laugh and keep his bit together.

Johnnie laughed. "Oh, for sure, jake."

Sam graciously handed you the blind fold. "ready to get started?"

you nodded cautiously before taking the blind fold and putting it on. eventually, headphones playing loud static were placed in your hand.

the next moments happened so fast.

'me.'

more static.

'stop.'

'not me.'

'him.'

'him!' the voice became louder.

static once again.

'I'm coming.'

'go.'

'evil.'

'extraordinary.'

static.

'i-' there was a pause.

'am.'

'move.'

'fire.'

'run.'

what sounded like a woman's laugh came through the static, sending shivers down your spine.

you began to bounce your leg anxiously. a hand net yours and held it gently. you knew it was johnnie as his cold rings pressed into your warm skin.

'him.'

pause.

'bad.'

'hell.'

'the door.'

there was a pause.

you felt johnnies hand shift after you said 'the door.' what was going on? you wondered.

'sam.'

'johnnie.'

pause.

'Leave.' you scrunched your nose as the deep voice rang through your ears.

'after.'

'y/n!' it was so loud, you felt as if your ear drums had bursted.

you ripped the headphones off your head and pulled off the blind fold. you were gripping Johnnies hand so tight your knuckles were turning white. "fuck," your shaky voice mumbled. you let out a laugh. "something, like, screamed my name in my ear." your fingernails were digging into Johnnies hand.

you stood up and wrapped your arms around his torso. he wrapped his arms around you gently and patted your back. "it's okay, y/n. don't worry."

"the ghosts won't get past these muscles." Jake flexed as he pursed his lips together.

johnnie rubbed your lower back. "holy fucking shit," you laughed, trying to play off how bad that actually scared you. johnnie could feel you trembling in his arms, and he didn't let go.

you cautiously pulled away from Johnnie. "so, what happened?"

sam began to explain. "of course, I asked if anyone was here with us, and you said 'me.'"

"and he asked whoever it was if they had died in this room and you were like 'no, stop, not me, him."

Johnnie wrapped his arm around your shoulder comfortingly. "I asked who we were talking to and you said 'I'm coming, evil and extraordinary.' there was something else I didn't catch."

"sam asked who's coming and you said 'i-' then paused for about 10 seconds. it was dead silent before you said 'am.' then you said 'run' and 'fire.'" Jake recollected.

"you randomly said him and I asked what he's going to do to us. you said 'hell, fire and the door.'"

"and 'bad.'" johnnie added.

"so, we turned towards the door then you started listing our names. you said after and then your own name and ripped the headphones off." Jake explained the rest.

you shook your head. "we need to get to Colby and tell him. I'm so fucking uncomfortable in here."

sam began to walk out of the door. "that was one of the clearest conversations we've ever gotten." he gushed excitedly.

"you can't make that shit up," you mumbled, still shaking your head in disbelief.

while you were under, it all seemed like gibberish to you. now it all made sense.

you gripped Johnnies hand tightly as you roamed around the halls to find Colby.

[the-lazyyy-artist]

Pairing: Yuta Okkotsu x Fem!Reader Theme: Fluff/Angst (just a tiny bit), College AU Author's notes: This is based on a personal experience. College really was something else.

Things you know about Yuta Okkotsu:

One

He was taking a degree in computer science. He once mentioned that he never wanted to take that degree because it wasn't his passion. He liked photography and wanted to pursue that instead.

You met him during your organization's welcoming rites. You were a new member; seeing him there, you assumed he was, too. But he was just invited to take photos of the moment. He was mesmerizing, quiet, and warm. You two never talked, but whenever he pointed the camera at you, it felt like he was talking to you.

Two

He was always worried. Despite being someone who walks and talks like he's the most confident person in the room, you learned that he constantly worries about things, especially during the student body elections. He was running for president, and he confessed that he didn't know how to act like a president when he won. He knew how to lead, and he was grateful that his other members were there to support him.

You told him that you asked everyone in your class to support him, telling everyone that despite being a quiet person, he was capable. He was glad to hear that. You two bonded with the experiences of being a leader, and somehow being the president of your organization and him being the student body president was the same thing.

Three

He likes liking all your tweets. He was always on Twitter, and every time you tweeted about your day or any random thought, he was quick to like it. He would reply or if it was something he doesn't want anyone to see, he would DM you. You always found it cute, so cute that you wanna hug him when he invited you for lunch when he saw your tweet about your friends leaving you behind.

He invited Maki with him, telling you that she was a friend. He kept on telling jokes that failed to make Maki laugh, but you were impressed by how good they sounded. Maybe because you liked corny jokes the most.

You said, "Thank you", and then sent him a message on Twitter again, thanking him.

Four

He never fails to support your artwork. As a Fine Arts student, you always posted your artwork online, and he would be the first one to compliment you, to say that you're doing very good with every art you posted. He would be the first to shower your Instagram Stories with hearts, and it would make you blush all the time.

You did the same with his photographs. You made sure that you followed his Instagram account that was dedicated to his shots, and you never failed to tell him that you were impressed every time.

"Ask me to be your model soon," you messaged him one time, jokingly, but deep inside, hoping he would. "Okay, I will," he replied.

It never happened.

Five

He seems to like girls with serious degrees. Electrical Engineering girls, Teacher Education girls, Nursing girls. He seems to like girls who can make a significant change in society when they graduate, at least, that's what you thought at that time.

He would dedicate posts about his girlfriend, lovely video edits, and ethereal photo shoots, making them feel magical and adored. You wished it was you, to experience how Yuta Okkotsu loves.

You felt like you were led on.

Six

He was still the same.

Both have graduated, grown, learned new things, and developed new interests (his was coffee and yours were historical books) and now, 10 years later, you see him point his camera at you during your college batch reunion. It was a big reunion so him seeing you seemed like a surprise.

You flashed him a smile, a smile that you gave him when you met him during your organization's welcoming rites. After he took your photo, you watch him run towards you, smiling.

"Yuta," you said as he came closer. He smiled so wide that it made your heart flutter for a moment. "Look at this," he said, showing you your photo. You looked magical, adored, the way Yuta Okkotsu shows his feelings. "I wished I asked you to me my model before," he confessed, still smiling. You were surprised with what he said, and you just laughed softly. "It's a little too late for that," you responded.

"I wished I knew sooner," he spoke again, gentleness in his eyes. You breathed. This was excatly how you wanted it to happen, but like you said...

"You were too late, Yuta," you tell him, raising your hand to show him a lovely diamond ring on your ring finger. Yuta's face fell for a moment, then he smiled. "I know I was. Congratulations."

Yuta walked away after a few more words were exchanged, watching him as he did.

Seven

He told you in those moments that him not being brave enough to ask you was his greatest regret.

[fourtyforever]

prompt: dropped engagement ring! 💍😱

thank you so much for the ask and for the brilliant idea. this one's for you 😎

Five Times Max Failed to Propose to Daniel (and one time he didn't)

Part One: Australia

It was the first time since Daniel and Max had made their relationship public that Red Bull had allowed their two teams to do PR together, and Daniel could not be more excited. 

“I’m looking forward to it too,” Yuki had said to him, “because if I have to hear another thing about Max, I swear I’m going to kill you. Hopefully you can get it a little bit out of your system.”

Daniel had cheerfully flipped him off for that, but maybe he had a point. Since both he and Max had put out their statement at the beginning of the season, it was like a switch had flipped in his mind that took his usual internal monologue of Max, Max, Max and had it coming out of his mouth instead. 

In the end, Yuki mostly got his wish. Daniel couldn’t help but be all over Max from the moment they arrived at the beach, putting an arm around his waist like he had always wished he could do in public, his heart leaping when Max leaned his head on his shoulder. It was lovely enough that Daniel could completely tune out Yuki’s dramatic gagging and Checo’s obvious attempts to astral project himself out of this situation. Even Scotty, who was already used to hearing Daniel monologuing to him about Max for lack of a better outlet, seemed close to his limit with the two of them as the challenges went on. But Daniel couldn’t care less. When he and Yuki were disqualified from their pretend race, he kissed Max as he put the medal on him. It still hadn’t worn off, that he could do this in front of cameras and anyone else who could see. Maybe it never would.

“You know, this is really special,” said Max, putting a hand in the pocket of his Red Bull jacket. “I’m lucky to have such a wonderful boyfriend.”

“Aww,” said Scotty, to the cameras. Behind him, Max’s smile dropped as he checked his other pocket, and then the pockets of his jeans. Checo, who had been eyeing him warily before, now rolled his eyes as Max started scanning the sand around him with slightly increasing panic. 

“Lose your keys, Maxy?” asked Daniel.

“No,” said Max, still looking at the sand. He went over to one of the media crew members as Scotty wrapped up the video with Daniel and Yuki, whispering something and gesturing frantically with his hands. When Daniel asked as they trudged up to the interview spot, their fingers laced together, he brushed it off. 

But he still seemed distracted throughout the interview, looking back down at the beach where the crew were packing up. Some of them were walking around with metal detectors, covering all the places where he and Max had been standing. Weird.

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Part Two: Miami

They were at some club--Daniel didn’t know the name, or even where it was, really--ostensibly to celebrate Lando, but Max had made a point to remind anyone who would listen about Daniel’s P4 in the sprint race the day before. He had almost seemed more excited about it than Daniel, if that was even possible. It was unbelievably endearing. 

It was still a magical experience to be able to dance with Max regardless of who was watching, not caring about who had their cameras raised to film them. It usually took a lot to get Max on the dance floor at all, but tonight he had been the one to pull Daniel along, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and pressing their bodies close. He wasn’t drinking much, though, and so far he had resisted all of Daniel’s requests for them to get out of there together. Daniel wasn’t really sure why, but he was just happy to spend the time with his boyfriend. He made sure not to let anyone forget about Max’s P2, either. 

They were sitting in a private booth together, Daniel listening to Max recount the race in detail as he stroked his fingers through his hair, when Lando extracted himself from the crowd to stumble over to where they were sitting, light-up shutter glasses upside down on his face and an empty champagne glass in his hand that was definitely not his first of the night. He wasn’t able to extract himself from Carlos, though, who had kept at least one hand somewhere on Lando since they had arrived at the club. Max seemed to brighten as he saw Lando, pausing his race analysis as he came over. 

“Soo, before I say this, I want you to remember that I’m now a race winner,” Lando slurred, pointing a finger at Max. “So I’ve been a little bit busy, and you also can’t be mad at me because. Y’know. I won a Formula One race today.”

Max’s face fell all at once. “Lando, what happened?”

“So you know that very important thing you asked me to do?” he said, holding up the empty glass. “I did definitely remember it. And I was coming over to give it to you guys. But--”

“Where is it?” demanded Max, suddenly absolutely serious. Daniel could feel his whole body tense against him. 

Lando cringed. “Well. I forgot about the, uh, the very important thing. And I just kinda,” he mimicked drinking from the empty glass. “Just muscle memory, I guess. And…”

Max looked murderous. “You did not.”

“I did,” said Lando. He cleared his throat loudly, his glasses falling crooked off his face. “Yeah, I felt it go down and I knew I fucked up. Sorry.”

Max opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and Lando held up both his hands. “Race winner! Don’t forget! You can’t yell at me!”

Their conversation wasn’t making any sense, so Daniel turned to Carlos instead. “Having fun?”

“I think so,” said Carlos. He ruffled Lando’s hair, which did nothing to distract either him or Max from their conversation. “Someone’s got to keep this guy out of trouble.”

He said it with such fondness that it almost reminded Daniel of him and Max. He wondered for a moment whether their announcement would be the only one before the season was up. “Cheers, man,” he said. “Good for you.”

“It’ll eventually, you know, come out!” said Lando, now holding both of his hands in front of his face like he was trying to protect himself from Max. It seemed a little necessary, since that only made Max more mad. 

“Right, so what’s this about again?” asked Daniel, tuning back in to their argument.

“Nothing,” said Max and Lando at the same time. 

Daniel looked at Carlos, who shrugged. “Maybe we should give them some space,” said Carlos, gently tugging Lando away. 

“I’ll keep an eye out for it!” called Lando as the two of them returned to the dance floor.

“Don’t bother!” shouted Max. Then, under his breath, “Dickhead.”

Daniel never found out what they were talking about, but knowing his former Mclaren teammate it could have been anything. Max was finally ready to ditch the club at that point, and Daniel was more than happy to let him drag them both out of the club and back to Max’s hotel room. 

---

Part Three: Imola

Daniel thought it was a little unusual when Max planned a romantic hike for the two of them after the race on Sunday, but he was very much looking forward to it. 

But when the race ended, Daniel was pulled away to do interviews while Max was on the podium, which then turned into a couple of hours of meeting with the team to debrief. That was all right, though, since Daniel had been expecting their schedules to be a little tight. His hiking shoes were already in his bag, and despite the race he still felt like he had the energy as long as it would be with Max.

Once he had excused himself from the meeting and laced up his shoes, he texted Max to find out where they were meeting. have to finish some sponsor stuff, Max texted back. ready in 30 probably.

Max was walking out of the paddock a little sooner than thirty minutes later, falling into step next to Daniel. “I have to go get something from the hotel,” he said. “I’ll meet you back here, yeah?”

“Sounds great,” said Daniel, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before he headed off, practically running. The fans might make it take a little longer to get to and from the hotel, but Daniel was okay waiting.

He had barely landed on a seat back inside of VCARB’s hospitality when Laurent found him again. “There you are,” he said. “I need you to help me find Yuki. The meet-and-greet’s in twenty, and I think he might have left already.”

“What meet-and-greet?” asked Daniel, his heart sinking. 

Laurent raised an eyebrow. “With the factory team? Wasn’t that on your calendar?”

It probably had been, but it definitely wasn’t on the private calendar Daniel used to keep track of the events that were really important. “Aw, man, I think I’ve double booked,” he said. “Is this something I can duck out of?”

Laurent frowned. “You should at least make an appearance, but I suppose you could leave a little early if you needed to.”

Daniel followed Laurent with a sigh, sending off a quick text to Max. Got some publicity stuff to do that I totally forgot about. Might be a few more before I’m free, sorry.

not a problem, replied Max. have fun <3

The meet-and-greet was pretty fun, all things considered. Hanging out with the engineers from Faenza was a whole lot better than any kind of sponsor meet-and-greet by a long shot, but Daniel was still anxiously checking his watch as the sun sank lower and lower in the sky. As soon as he sensed that his presence was no longer absolutely necessary, he made all the appropriate excuses and bolted, sending another frantic text to Max. 

i havent even left the hotel, replied Max. fans are crazy here.

Why don’t I meet u at the trailhead? Daniel sent back. Save us some time xoxo.

Max heart-reacted the message, so Daniel jumped in a rental car and headed off to the trail that Max had promised would be out-of-the-way enough to avoid any prying eyes. Not that they were worried about being caught out anymore, but sometimes it was nice to have a moment just to themselves. Still, he waited in the parked car instead of getting out, hoping to avoid being spotted by the few hikers already walking the trail. By the time Max’s far more conspicuous car pulled up alongside his, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, the last few rays of sunlight giving way to the night sky. 

Max looked disappointed as he stepped out of the car, but he smiled as Daniel picked him up and spun him around. “Congrats, babe,” he said, kissing Max the way he had wanted to do all day. 

“Sorry to make you wait,” he said once Daniel put him down. “Christian cornered me while I was leaving, and I could not get away from him until he was done. Then the fans had surrounded the exit, so I had to wait for them to go away before I could come see you.”

He looked exhausted, the creases under his eyes even more pronounced than usual. Looking at him made Daniel feel his own tiredness all of a sudden, the exhaustion of the day hitting him all at once now that Max was finally in his arms. Max must have seen it on his face, because he said “I think maybe we could go back to the hotel instead.”

“Only if you want to, Maxy,” said Daniel, even though the suggestion was incredibly tempting. His whole body from his head to the soles of his feet were aching to rest, but he knew how excited Max had been about their hike. 

“Honestly, I don’t know if I’m going to make it up to the top. And it’s dark, anyway, so.”

“I could carry you,” offered Daniel, but Max just laughed him off. 

“You’re tired too,” he said. “We can do a hike another time.”

They drove back together in Max’s car, Daniel making a mental note to have someone pick up the rental before they left for Monaco. When Daniel fell asleep, Max warm in his arms, he thought that there was nothing that could have happened on that hike to make it better than this. 

---

Part Four: Monaco

If Yuki had asked Daniel politely to tone down the PDA on their next joint PR event with Red Bull, Daniel would have happily obliged. But instead, Yuki had said “I hope you don’t do the same sappy bullshit as you did in Australia,” so Daniel had no choice but to dial the sappy bullshit up to eleven just to mess with his teammate. 

The raft building contest was an absolute disaster, but that usually made for better PR videos so nobody was complaining. Daniel and Max spent most of their time splashing each other with the nets and trying to sabotage each other’s rafts, and later making their Ken dolls kiss (or, at least, the half of Daniel’s doll that still had a head, yikes). Once they were done with that, the photographer had them stand up against the railing for a couple of pictures where Yuki very obviously wedged himself in between Daniel and Max. 

“Okay, can we get a few of just the happy couple?” asked the photographer, giving a wink to both of them. Checo and Yuki stepped away, leaving the two of them to squeeze in close. Daniel put his arm around Max’s waist, and he heard Max quietly mutter “oh, shit.”

When Daniel turned to look at him, he was staring down at the water of the marina with a look of horror on his face. Daniel followed his gaze, but couldn’t see anything below them. 

“Okay, look right here,” said the photographer, and Daniel turned back to face her with a big smile. “One, two--wait, Max, where are you going?”

Daniel turned around to see Max with a foot up on the wire, preparing to jump into the water. “Whoa, now,” said Daniel, catching him around the waist. “Wait until you’ve won the race to do that, babe.” Once he had Max back down onto solid ground, he was surprised to see how distraught he looked. He leaned in close under the guise of pressing a kiss to Max’s temple to whisper “You all right?”

A muscle clenched in Max’s jaw as he looked back and forth between Daniel and the water, as if he was having to make a decision. The silence was broken by Checo gasping dramatically and then bursting into laughter, pointing at Max. 

“Hey, you fuck off,” said Max, flipping off his teammate who only started to laugh harder. He looked back over the rail at the water and sighed forcefully. “It’s nothing,” he said, turning to face the photographer and pulling Daniel close before he could say anything else. “Don’t worry about it.” Behind her, Checo whispered something to Yuki, who also started laughing obnoxiously. 

They got back a picture of Daniel holding Max back from jumping in the water. Daniel posted it to Instagram with the caption “Pictures taken 1 second before disaster <3”. He wasn’t sure why Yuki almost had a fit from laughing so hard when he saw it.

---

Part Five: Australia (again)

There had been just enough time between Monaco and Canada for Daniel to make good on his promise to bring Max to his farm. It already seemed like things were going south, though--Max’s suitcase had gotten lost, which meant that he only had his carry-on with him when Daniel picked him up from the airport. Max seemed remarkably chill about the whole thing, at least. “Everything important is in here,” he said, patting the smaller bag.

It was just as well, since Max was more than happy to wear Daniel’s clothes as they laid in bed watching movies, raced dirt bikes, and took long walks through the Australian countryside together. It was amazing how well Max fit in this place, even though he had never actually seen a sheep up close before and had been awestruck by the same tractor Daniel had seen every day for as long as he could remember. It did make sense, though: Daniel loved this place, and he loved Max, so it was only right for the two to be so perfect together. The weekend they spent together made Daniel wonder why he had never invited Max here before. 

He thought back to what Max had said in Australia, about them getting injured and staying here for a couple of races instead. He wasn’t in any rush to get injured, certainly, but the idea of staying here a little longer with Max was just so tempting. The four-day weekend just wasn’t long enough. He wanted to stay here for another week, maybe another month. Maybe forever. 

The day before Max was supposed to fly back to Monaco, Daniel went upstairs to their room to collect Max for dinner and found him tearing through his carry-on bag, his things strewn across the room as he frantically searched through every pocket and cranny and apparently coming up empty. 

“Hey,” said Daniel. Max jumped when he came into the room, but then he slumped defeatedly against the wall. “What’s up?”

“It’s nothing, I just…” he trailed off, looking through the explosion of his things across the bedroom. “I was so sure I put it in my carry-on, but now I can’t…”

“Let me help,” said Daniel, taking his hands. “Whatever you lost, if we can’t find it we can just replace it.”

Max shook his head. “It’s not--I don’t think we can replace it.” He scrubbed his hands over his face and through his hair. “I just feel so stupid.”

Daniel sat on the floor next to him, gathering Max up in his arms and holding him close. “Hey. You’re not stupid. These things happen, and if anything it’s the airport’s fault. Not yours.”

He felt Max lean into him, turning his face into his shoulder. “I just can’t believe that this keeps happening,” he murmured. 

Daniel wasn’t quite sure what he meant, but maybe Max had been on a streak of losing his things and just hadn’t told Daniel about it. “What was it that you lost?” he asked. 

“I--” started Max, before sighing and turning his head away from Daniel’s shoulder. “It was a gift. For you.”

“Aw, Maxy,” said Daniel, kissing Max’s forehead. “You’re all the gift I’ll ever need. Don’t you worry.”

---

Epilogue

Daniel woke up the next day to Max gently playing with his hair, so he was smiling before he even opened his eyes. Usually he woke up before Max, so it was a pleasant surprise to be able to roll over right when he woke up to kiss him lazily. He didn’t need to take Max to the airport until that afternoon, so they had plenty of time to spend just like this. 

Max had other plans, though. “I have something important to ask you,” said Max, sitting up in bed and forcing Daniel to follow him up in order to keep their lips close. 

“Before you do, I ought to remind you that Jimmy and Sassy wouldn’t get along with a lamb no matter how cute it is,” said Daniel, draping himself over Max to kiss behind his neck.

Max laughed quietly. “That’s not it. Daniel.”

Daniel removed himself from Max just enough to look him in the eyes. “Yeah?”

“Will you marry me?”

Daniel gasped, his hands going to his mouth like he was in some cheesy movie. His heart leapt out of his chest, suddenly more awake than ever, and fuck him, there might have been tears starting to gather at the corners of his eyes. “I--fuck, Max, are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious.” Max’s hair was sticking up at an odd angle and his face was still warm and soft from sleep. In that moment, he was the most beautiful thing Daniel had ever seen.

“Yes!” he said, and once he had gotten that out there was nothing else he could do but launch himself at Max and kiss him as hard as he could, again and again, pulling them both back down onto the bed. The joy that ballooned up in his chest was too big for him to form words, or even think, so he just kept kissing Max until they were both panting for breath, both grinning and both a little misty-eyed. 

“Was that what you were looking for yesterday?” asked Daniel. “The ring?”

Max pushed himself up to lean over Daniel with an exasperated huff. “Yes, it was. The fourth ring I’ve had to buy, actually.”

Daniel laughed, both out of confusion and just because he was still so happy. “What happened to the other three?”

“Well, one is in the sand back in Melbourne, one is probably still in Lando’s stomach, and one of them is in the bay back in Monaco. You remember when I dropped something in the water when we were supposed to take a picture?”

Daniel did remember, the pieces all clicking into place as the memories came back to him. “You were going to propose to me there?”

Max shrugged. “Then I knocked the box into the water, so I was going to propose to you while we were here instead. Sorry I don’t have a ring.”

“Max,” said Daniel, taking Max’s face in his hands. “Fuck the ring. You’re all I want. You’re all I ever want.”

He pulled Max’s head in for a kiss, and then another, and then another, before a detail that Max had said suddenly hit him. “Wait. What do you mean, in Lando’s stomach?”

Max shut him up with another kiss. 

---

also seen on my ao3

[sumire-no-nikki]

Treasured Things

I had been reading since 5 am in my study on the day I took the photo of that bird perched on the tree. Bundled in fleece blankets, a candle lit, the world quiet. It was still pitch black outside when I started. By the time I took a short break from reading, the dark had been replaced by a glowing cold blue outside, typical of a cloudy autumn morning. It was chilly. It had been raining for days.

In that moment, a cascade of warblers came fluttering into view. I always thought that the wide window in that room is a living painting for sorts. That’s why I chose that room for reading in the first place. Watching the tree in the backyard go through the seasons is nothing short of art. So when I saw the birds landing on the tips of the branches right as I looked up, it felt so serendipitous. The sight compelled me to my feet. Slowly, I got up from my seat and walked to the window, as if any large movement might disturb this moment. It was a moment suspended. The birds didn’t stay perched for long. No more than a handful of seconds. It seemed like they were in a hurry. They had bird business to get to and bird acquaintances to meet, I gather. In the final second before the last of them flew away, I grabbed my camera and snapped the photo, keeping a tiny piece of the magic with me forever.

It’s just a bird. It’s just a random morning. The tree has been there all this time. Its leaves turn marigold every year before they are shed. What could be more mundane. Yet the picture feels so dear to me.

Here I am at the edge of a new month. October is so beautiful it’s always a shame to bid it goodbye every year. If I could I would keep it in a bottle. It’s a precious time, a beginning—the real deal after September’s false promises. For someone like me who revels in autumn and winter, October feels like a rebirth. It’s rather contrary to what’s going on outside. The green dulling to decay, trees in the process of losing their soft contours to give way to jagged edges. It’s a period of thinning.

I suppose that’s what got me thinking about the things I treasure in life.

Recently, I was organizing my closet, switching out my summer clothes in preparation for the colder months. While I was sorting it all out, I found this box which held all the letters a friend of mine has sent me in the past two years I’ve known her. A pair of socks and a pair of gloves she knitted for me in it as well. There were other parcels too, which included books and postcards and little other things. They are tucked away in my shelves, each one a token of her thoughtfulness and love. It gave me pause when I saw this box and thought about all it represents. I held the box in my hands. This reused cardboard box—it’s a work of art, proof of life.

And just the other day, I got a video message from another friend, their smile so infectious and so inspiring. I haven’t experienced such joy in a long time. I could watch that video over and over again. The tiny giggles, the look of surprise and wonder, even the awkwardness—I treasure it all. For all the ways I’ve complicated my life, it is that feeling that truly makes life worth it, I think. It is the simple pleasure of seeing someone I love be happy that fills my heart. And it echoes. It radiates. There is good in the world. So much of it. I felt renewed. It felt like I could take flight.

I say all the time that I’m thankful for this and that. I know I run the risk of overstating it, to the point of losing its meaning. But I like to always say it. It is a declaration of intention, it is the path and the goal I never want to lose sight of. It is an affirmation of where I am now, where I’ve been. My life didn’t always look like this. It could get worse, it could all fall apart, I might not have a tomorrow to wake up to. Nothing is ever guaranteed. While I can, I want to be recklessly grateful.

The cool wind is breathing life back into me. I am a creature of bare branches, accustomed to the cold and the depth of night. But I am not lonesome or hungry. When the land is bare and unable to provide, I am ready to give. I am at home in the cold only because I never have to worry about where to find my sustenance. It is in the company of those who see me. They fill my cup.

Here’s to November. Cool and collected November. Wholesome coffee, the familiar warmth of a cat on my lap. Moving reads, little miracles. Flowers in the vase, and heart shaped cakes.

I go into this new month with all these little treasures.

[art]

Creator Spotlight: @kevinbparry

Kevin Parry is a stop-motion animator and visual effects artist in Toronto, Canada, who creates magical and mind-bending content for brands. Prior to working in social media full-time, he animated a number of stop-motion feature films at Portland-based LAIKA.

Check out our interview with Kevin below!

How did you get your start in stop motion and animation in general?

I was always very interested in moviemaking (monster makeup and visual effects), and that led to me studying animation in college, where I specialized in stop-motion.

How has technology changed the way you approach your work?

The shift to shorter content through social media feeds has made me approach storytelling in a more concise way. When I first started my career, ‘short form’ meant a story maybe 4 minutes in length. Now, I make videos that are as short as 4 seconds!

Over the years as an animator, who/what were your biggest inspirations behind your creativity?

I’m a big fan of directors and artists who have a bit more texture to their work - blending old-school, handcrafted techniques with modern technology. Filmmakers like Michel Gondry and Wes Anderson. And, of course, magicians! The surprise and delight of magic is something I try to capture in my work.

If there is one thing you want your audience to remember about your work, what would it be?

That I left them feeling stumped and curious about how I made it! It’s the best feeling when someone tells me they watched my video a dozen times and still can’t figure it out.

As we’re wrapping up with the year, what is one thing you learnt about yourself as a creator in 2022? Any goals for 2023?

This year, I’ve been focusing on making my work less polished. Meaning ditching green screens and doing a lot more of my stop-motion and visual effects in camera. It’s a bit of a battle with the perfectionist in me, but I think my work can have a lot more charm to it if I embrace mistakes and the rougher edges.

How did you transition from working for a company to working freelance?

I was working on stop-motion animated feature films at LAIKA and then eventually left to pursue social media full-time. There were a few years of overlap where I built up an audience and had already started to get offers from companies before finally making the leap. I’m thankful for all the years spent doing studio work because it prepared me for the business side of freelance—stuff like pitching concepts and understanding when work needs to serve the client and not myself.

Do you have any tips for creators out there looking to make the same move?

My two tips are:

Be as unique as possible. You want to give companies a reason to come to you, and not someone else.

Find a balance in your work between Hollywood and homemade. You want it to be professional enough that companies trust you with their brand but approachable enough that it blends in well on social media.

Who on Tumblr inspires you and why?

To be honest, I’m new to Tumblr! I signed up a few weeks ago and have just begun to explore the fantastic content. If people can leave a comment with who I should check out, that would be fantastic!

Thank you for stopping by, Kevin! Be sure to check out more of their work over at @kevinbparry, and drop a comment below with who Kevin should check out on Tumblr!

[rubypasha1]

I’m going to be honest and say I had some bad experiences in the Transformers fandom. I wrote fics for it, admittedly very bad but they were my first. Had to learn somewhere. Thing is I enjoyed the writing, actually I loved it and it made me realize my passion for writing fiction.

But that didn’t stop the bad experiences. Mostly people. I won’t go into detail but for the love of god please don’t ask or encourage a 12 year old, who has clearly stated they are one, to write smut. And don’t send them very explicit, dead dove do not eat fics without at least staying “hey, there’s some messed up stuff in here so just be warned” instead of “Here’s some inspiration!” And constantly asking when smut will be written.

I swear Ao3 saved my creativity. I pretty completely left Wattpad after that, didn’t touch transformers content again till recently this year.

And I’ve made a decision. I’m going to write a transformers fic. Not now, only next year it’s my last year of school and stuff is hectic. But I’m going to write it. To prove to myself I can write a good transformers fic with good characterization. And a reader or oc that has a bit more depth.

Anywho, @ss-shitstorm fic “Breaking Bread” heavily inspired me and actually was the reason I got back into the Ttansforemrs fandom. I highly recommend it it’s one of my new top favorites and has a terrifying attention to detail. Great characterization, hilarious reader insert that’s basically a very stressed out certain magical princess who’s got a knack for science and baking. And a crazy dog. And sassy bird. Who likes Fluttershy. It’s amazing.

Did I mention there’s actual science stuff in it? Stochiometry my nemesis.

And it’s got me thinking about making my own. Maybe more of an oc fic but still written like ny other reader ones.

I’m thinking of doing one where a human is put in a cybertronian body, TFP universe. They have basic knowledge of TFP, watched it but couldn’t remember everything. But they knew enough. Definitely enough o know that cybertron being alive was before the war.

They’re placed in a cybertronian body before the deception uprising. Still around the time where Functionisin ruled and they were in a kind of ‘presenter’/‘video camera’ alt mode.

Except they have anxiety, often freeze up with a panic enduring lack of social skills driven from their natural personality and the fact they’re a human soul shoved into a metal body. Completely alone and forced to adapt to a society that bases value on an alt mode.

The were an artist while human and over time through constant stress and a lack of familiarity with materials on cybertronian, they loose their love of painting and creating art.

But it’s reignited. They find a underground club where mecs and Femmas of many alt modes come together to anonymously submit art ranging from poetry to music and more. And that’s when they find it, a piece of writing that captures their soul. Something so deep and beautiful they feel their own spark reigniting, and they try their hand at creating again. Even if small.

They keep going to the club, building up courage to place art pieces on view. They don’t get much attention, except for a mech who seems curious and stands beside them as they pick apart every little detail.

They talk for a bit. Share a few critics, nothing too crazy. Turns out he’s the one who wrote that lovely piece of writing that inspired them. They turn around, gasping and thanking him for creating something so inspiring-

Megatron stands before them.

Or rather, Megatronus.

The gladiator had just begun his days of battle in the arena but the end was inevitable, the reader knew who he was and fled in terror leaving a confused (and proud, it felt good to know his words inspired at least one person) Megatronus behind.

Readers in a panic, but it doesn’t end there. Their ‘job’ forces them to begin recording the gladiator fights, particularly the rising star Megatronus leading to the eventual meet up of the two again.

But it doesn’t stop there. Soundwave came soon after and, shockingly enough, Ratchet after some unfortunate events (who is far flirtier and leaves the reader thinking “Oh my god he’s so smooth but whyyyyy”)

And it gets worse. Megatronus clearly wishes to se ether atrworks, one of the few along with Soundwave who sees something more than just a waste of time or hobby.

A relationship is formed, tentive on the readers side. They see him and Soundwave less and less like the terrifying deceptions they would become but rather who stood before them. Mechs bashed by a cruel system, they’re creativity forced to writher in their sparks painfully, smothered by a need to fight for the entertainment of others or die by the claws of the system.

They care about them, they eventually realise in horror. And on an unfortunate night they broke down and revealed to Soundwave a horrible truth. War was coming, and they knew what he would become. What All of them would. They beg him, plead to not take things too far. Life was precious, organic or not and taking those of innocents . . .

Soundwave was an outlier himself, but he remained somewhat skeptical. It wa shard to not belive them, the raw emotions they displayed showcased fear and he was good at reading others frames.

The little cybertronian was odd, but intriguing. A friend he had grown to care for, to wish to protect as his closest companion Megatronus insisted, over time. But if there was truth to their words they must know things that could endanger all of cybertron. Soundwave didn’t see himself as a activist nor rebellious but even he couldn’t deny the waters were churning.

Things happen, yada yada yada, reader gets kidnapped and put into stasis just as the war starts and wakes up many years later to the face of a human child se knew very well from a certain TV series.

All out panic ensures

OR, the other fic idea:

Human wakes up as a vehicon . Says “nope”, tries to get away and accidentally becomes the leader of a vehicon rights movement.

The autobots it’s are confused, the decepticons are angry and the reader just wants to get some dogs or cats dammit.

Of course, a dog does gain interest in them. And by that I mean a terrifying metal dragon who decides this trembling little con would be the perfect way to help him attain details on how to resurrect his kin.

He is very mistaken. Reader can’t even be in the same room as one of the deception lieutenants without rattling like a tin can.

Honestly don’t know if it would be a Soundwave or Megatron x reader. Definitely will be friendship developing there. Maybe both? I’m a sucker for tall dark and creepy guys who have a soft spot for tiny

Second idea is just all the vehicons lining up to get names form reader. All very human ones. . “Bill” “John” Matthew” Thomas” “My names already Steve” “Jenny” “Bucket”

And Reader is just stressing cause they’re not running a rebellion or anything. They’re running a daycare for a bunch of guys who do not care about their own safety and lives at all and she constantly has to tell them, no you cannot go to the Autobits the will shoot you on site. No, wanting to sacrifice yourself isn’t a good idea- CANDICE GET AWAY FROM THE FRAGGING WRECKER GOD DAMMIT DO NONE OF YOH UAVE ANY WILL TO LIVE?

Chaos ensures

[chunkzdeluluwife]

omg hi :) can i please request a george wise x fem! reader? like a bestfriends since childhood to lovers kinda thing where they're both totally oblivious that they like eachother (they also think the other doesnt like them back) and i want niko or the other beta squad members to tease them both in a video or something (reader is featuring on a beta squad video since she's a youtuber herself and ofc george is helping to film it.) as for how reader acts i'd like her to be more extrovert but she gets shy when it comes to getting teased and stuff, please and thank youu! ofc as always, feel free to ignore this if you dont wanna write it :))

𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙩 - 𝙂𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙚

George has a crush on you and Niko and Chunkz play matchmaker 

Warnings: none ‼️

George was busy helping to set up the Beta Squad video with Niko and the others, his eyes constantly darting over to you. As he positioned the cameras, he couldn't help but admire how easily you interacted with the group. You were so comfortable, so easy-going. So different from him.

Niko, standing next to George, noticed his gaze and grinned mischievously. He elbowed George, drawing his attention away from you. 

"Hey, man, you planning to just stare at her all day?" Niko teased, noticing George couldn't keep his eyes off you.

George's cheeks flushed red, caught off guard by Niko's observation. He quickly looked away, avoiding eye contact. "Shut up, man. I was just… making sure the camera angle was good."

"Yeah, right," Niko smirked. "More like you were checking out Y/N instead of the set." He laughed, clearly enjoying himself.

George groaned, knowing Niko had seen right through him. "Shut it, Niko. You're a menace."

"Come on, mate. You're more obvious than you think. It's a miracle she hasn't noticed yet," Niko chuckled.

Just then, you walked over to them, completely unaware of their conversation. 

"Hey George, hey Niko," you greeted with a smile.

Both George and Niko straightened up, their playful banter quickly shifting to polite greetings. George smiled back, his heart racing as you approached.

Niko, still smirking, pretended to adjust the camera. "We were just talking about how great you look on camera. The camera loves you, you know?"

You laughed. "Niko, stop."

George stood silently, his heart tightening at Niko’s playful compliments toward you. He discreetly glanced at you, watching how you reacted to Niko’s words.

"Thanks, but honestly, I think George is such an underrated, unofficial member of Beta Squad," you said.

George's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He hadn’t expected you to say that. Niko, amused by your comment, chuckled. "Yeah, Georgie boy here doesn't get nearly the credit he deserves. The unsung hero of the squad."

Niko winked, clearly teasing both of you now. George, flustered, ducked his head down to adjust the camera, trying to hide his rosy cheeks.

"You know, Y/N," Niko continued with a smirk, "George here would appreciate a compliment or two. He’s always behind the scenes, working hard."

George shot a glare at Niko, silently begging him to stop, but Niko only grinned wider.

You glanced at George, noticing how shy and flustered he seemed, and decided to let him off the hook. "Well, shouldn't we start filming?"

Niko laughed, putting an arm around your shoulder. "Yeah, let’s get started. We need your magic touch to save this project."

As filming began, George stayed behind the camera, doing his usual job while trying to ignore the slight jealousy he felt whenever someone praised you. Throughout the session, Niko and Chunkz kept exchanging glances and whispered words, clearly plotting something.

During a break, George stepped away from the cameras to adjust some equipment. Niko and Chunkz saw their chance and approached him.

"Hey, Georgie boy, got a sec?" Niko asked with a grin.

George eyed him warily. "Yeah, sure. What’s up?"

Chunkz grinned. "We’ve noticed you've been a bit on edge lately. Something to share with the group?"

"I don’t know what you're talking about," George muttered, looking away.

Niko rolled his eyes. "Come on, mate. We’ve all seen how you’ve been looking at Y/N."

George’s face turned bright red. "No, I haven’t," he stammered.

"Yeah, right," Chunkz laughed. "Your face says otherwise, mate. You’ve got it bad."

George sighed, glancing at you across the room. "Even if I did—which I don’t—she wouldn’t like me back."

Niko and Chunkz exchanged knowing looks. "Come on, Georgie. You’ll never know unless you try," Niko encouraged with a playful grin.

"There's nothing to admit," George insisted.

Niko raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. But you should think about it."

Later, as filming resumed, Niko and Chunkz began subtly teasing you, dropping comments about how 'cool' and 'funny' George was. You started feeling flustered, your usual extroverted self suddenly shy. George, from behind the camera, noticed your strange behavior, but didn’t understand why.

Eventually, Niko couldn't resist and asked, "Y/N, what do you think about George?"

You were caught off guard, your cheeks flushing as you stammered, "George? He’s a nice guy. We’ve been friends since third grade."

Niko smirked. "Just a nice guy, huh? You sure about that?"

You felt the heat rising in your face. "Why are we talking about George?" you mumbled.

Niko grinned, pushing a little further. "Just curious. You two are pretty close, aren’t you?"

"Yeah, but… I don’t think he sees me that way," you said quietly.

Niko laughed. "Please. Men don’t look at their 'little sisters' the way George looks at you."

You buried your face in your hands. "Shut up, Niko."

George, overhearing bits of the conversation, felt his heart race. Was Niko talking about him? 

During the next break, George couldn’t hold back any longer. He approached you, trying to act casual. "Hey, you okay? You seemed a little flustered earlier."

"Yeah, I’m fine," you said, though your voice sounded uncertain. "Niko and Chunkz were just teasing me."

George nodded, his heart pounding. "About what?"

"They were saying someone likes me, and I’m… conflicted about how I feel."

George's breath hitched. "Do you like them back?"

"Yeah," you nodded, keeping your head down.

George felt a mix of hope and fear. He took a deep breath. "What if I told you I like you? More than a friend."

You looked up at him, your cheeks red. "I like you too, George."

George's heart soared. He couldn't believe it. "Really?"

You smiled shyly. "Mhm."

George feels like he’s dreaming. He can’t believe this is really happening—the person he’s had feelings for for so long actually likes him back.

He reaches out, gently taking her hand in his. He gazes into her eyes, his smile big and genuine. “I… I can’t believe this is real.”

She pulls him into an embrace, feeling that holding hands isn’t enough.

George feels a surge of happiness as she embraces him. He immediately reciprocates, wrapping his arms around her tightly and pulling her close.

His heart races, and he can’t help but bury his face in her shoulder, relishing the feeling of having her so close.

Niko and Chunkz look on from a distance, both wearing knowing grins. They’ve clearly witnessed the whole scene unfold. They exchange a glance and silently high-five in celebration.

As George and she continue to hold each other, unaware that George’s camera had been discreetly recording the whole time, Niko and Chunkz chuckle quietly to themselves.

THIS WAS MY FIRST EVER REQUEST! THANK YOU SO MUCH AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT 💞💞

[sohya]

camera's rolling

pairings: souya x afab!reader

cw: camstars souya n reader. reader uses she/her pronouns. f receiving oral. puppy hybrid!souya. breeding. a lil bit of possessiveness. probably ooc souya. fingering. kinda switchy souya n reader. soft dom souya. consensual filming. 'puppy' is used excessively for souya.

wc: 2.7k

notes: for @eijirhoe's cat girls are ruining my life! collab :] thank you so much for letting me join !! omg tbh i haven't written a non-self ship fic since last year so i was very nervous but then while i was crying over a bokuaka fic last night i came up w this idea and scrapped the prev drafts i'd written beforehand n stuck to this n i really like it. i think idk im so nervous puppy!souya's gonna be in my head for the next forever. he was def a shiba inu in this :P

the world of pornographic websites have grown exponentially within the past decade. livelihoods depend on them, for creators and viewers alike. if you were to go to one of the rising websites and click on the ‘popular now’ tab, you’d find profiles with enticing but exaggerated horny bios. from couples, women who specialize in solo livestreams and everything far and between.

but then you’d notice the profile on the fifth spot, completely out of place. the profile picture looks to be a body shot with a mop of blue curls resting against a stomach, the bio says ‘just a girl and her puppy’, you’d be intrigued. how a plain looking profile can be so high in the current popular profiles.

being one half that makes this profile complete, you still can’t grasp your head around this popularity, you’re so sure that everyone comes across your profile just to watch souya, your puppy hybrid boyfriend. the one who loves you so hard and so deeply and shows it through the videos you make, he has the most perfect body with a sensitive tail and even more sensitive ears. touching these places elicit the prettiest sounds from him and though the two of you don’t show your faces, hiding under blurred circles or matching masks, people stay and watch just for him, you’re sure. the comments say otherwise though, an equal number of comments talking about the two of you and how horny your content gets them. how puppies wish they had someone like you to take care of them and how some people wished they had the perfect puppy like souya. 

you still find yourself basking in the popularity anyways, just as much as souya does, that it feels like second nature when you prepare all the lighting while souya sets up the cameras, making sure the view of the bed is just right while another gets a different angle of the entire room from the side. then, you press record and then the magic starts.

donning a mint green matching lingerie set, decorated with frills and lace around the edges, souya doesn’t think he’s seen anything more beautiful. like yours, the top half of face is covered with a mint coloured decorated mask but his eyes peak through the holes and you can see the way they sparkle as you make your way over to him. the camera to the right of you doesn’t catch the way his tail wags high up in the air, but if the sound doesn’t catch it either you can just add the footage from the other camera later when you edit the video.

“all good to start, puppy?” you ask as you stop in front of him, legs slightly parted as he brings his hands up to slide along the outside of your thighs. with a smile on his uncovered mouth, he nods and you bend down, delicate fingers tickling the underside of his chin as you plant a sweet kiss on his lips. 

when you stand up again, he immediately leans forward and presses a kiss to the inside of your thighs before moving his mouth up to where your clit is underneath the fabric of your panties.

he breathes in deeply, moaning in a low tone at the soft smell of the freshly washed fabric mixed with your arousal and the faintest hint of your sweet perfume. “get these off for me.” his voice is muffled with how much of his face is covered in between your legs. you let out a soft laugh as you card a hand through his hair and ease him out from his hiding space. he follows your movement reluctantly and when he looks up at you again, you give him a sorrowful look, tilting your head to the side with a small pout. “have to get you out of there if you want it off, puppy.”

souya hums as he nods, hands moving up to the hem of your panties. despite his insistence to take them off, his hands move slowly as he pulls the fabric down your legs. eyes trained on your pussy, he watches as it slowly reveals itself when your panties descend. they don’t even reach the floor by the time souya loses patience and plants his mouth against your clit again. 

you gasp at the suddenness of his action, wobbling slightly as you step out of your panties while your other hand joins the first one in tangling themselves in his mop of curls. “that’s it, puppy. take what you want.” your eyes relax as they focus on him, how his eyes flutter shut as his tongue peaks out and trails down your folds before sliding back up and flicking against your clit. his hands find purchase on your hips now, guiding you to jut them out forward, giving him easy access to bury his face into your mound.

when he captures your clit into his mouth and pleasures you with suckles, you reward him with blunt nails scratching against his scalp, pretty moans falling from your mouth as you roll your hips against his head before pulling back at the peak of your stimulation. 

at the first breath of fresh air, souya’s soft pants fill the room but he still has the hunger in his eyes where he’s insatiable until he gets another taste of you. “god, ‘t feels so good, puppy. you’re doing so well.” you coo through gritted teeth as your hands move to the sensitive spot behind his ears, rubbing his scalp and eliciting a drawn out whine from him that makes heat erupt throughout your body.

he blinks up at you as he moves down further, the fat of his silky tongue parting your folds and sitting flat for you to grind against. he watches as your nose scrunches up and your eyes flutter shut, teeth digging into your bottom lip as you chase your orgasm on his tongue before slowing your hips into rolls. “want me to cum, puppy?” he nods against you and the motion has your knees buckling, “gotta work for it then, almost got me there. making me feel so good.” your voice is breathless and sweet and it has souya warming up to the point where he feels like he’s burning with desire. praise after praise and all just for him, he’s determined to make you feel better than anything you’ve felt in your entire life.

he sucks a deep breath in through a gap, filling his lungs with enough air to keep him conscious while he closes his mouth around your clit, letting you maneuver his head to the right position before he begins sucking. you choke back a whimper as the wet sounds of him sucking your clit sounds throughout the room but louder in your ears. “that’s right, pu– puppy ah, i’m gon– i’m so close!” 

souya groans his appreciation and continues sucking, tongue peaking out to join in the pleasure by sinking into your tight hole that you startle before relaxing in his grip as your orgasm erupts like syrup straight down his throat. your voice carries through with soft moans as you twitch against his face, his tongue easing out of you to lick your cunt clean of the remnants from your orgasm.

you’re panting softly as you come down from your orgasm, body twitching positively with aftershocks to the heat and softness of souya’s tongue and mouth. when he finally lets you go, you bend down to his height level before pressing your kiss against his in a heated kiss. his hands come up to adjust your mask before they move down to cup your face, thumbs rubbing across your cheeks. you moan into his mouth as your tongue slips into his to lick at the taste of yourself on him while your hand travels down to stroke his achingly hard cock and the other to his flitting tail which has only grown more excited at the feeling of your lips on his. 

“need a break?” souya asks in between sweet pecks to your lips. you nod as he plants a kiss to the tip of your nose before sitting back while he stands up and stops the recording on both cameras.

the break is what it usually consists of, refreshing gulps of water and a few minutes to cuddle and draw the connection in once again before the two of you get up to move the cameras around. setting them up in position that promise a better angle of the next scene which will be on the bed. 

when the camera’s recording again a few minutes later, souya’s leaning over you one hand intertwined with yours that's lying in front of you while the other is bent at the elbow, fingers parting your slick folds before sinking inside. your clench around him is immediate, two thick and long fingers are just enough to stretch you out comfortably.

your knees part to give him more room as he begins thrusting his fingers in and out of you, the sloppy wet sound increasing in volume as he whispers into your ear. “you’re gonna be loud for your puppy, right? let all our viewers hear how good my cock makes you feel, hm?” right on cue, your vision focuses on the camera in front of you, capturing the scene of souya’s body on top of yours, his hand over yours and the twitching flex of his other shoulder as its fingers pump into you. at least from this angle, they can also see the way his tail wags erratically.

“mhm, gonna be extra loud for you, puppy. m–my puppy.” you slur, hips bouncing back so skin meets skin while his fingers dig deeper into you. he rewards you with a kiss before sitting up on his knees and pulling his fingers out of you. the hand holding yours releases after a short squeeze before landing on your bare back, now void of the matching bra, pushing you down and arching your back so your ass remains high up in the air.

“your puppy. all yours.” he agrees as he takes the head of his cock and rubs the tip along your folds. you’re clenching impatiently, twitching to hurry and ease him inside but he’s the one in control. it’s silent for a few seconds but you can feel a whine bubble from the back of your throat, only releasing it when you feel a warm glob of spit land on your ass before it’s smothered down to your cunt with the head of souya’s cock. then, finally losing patience himself, he pushes his head in and sinks into your hole slowly and all the way until his balls rest against your clit.

the two of you let out long sighs of relief as your walls encompass his cock, thick and long and so familiar that you squeeze around him extra tight like you’ve been without him for months. he shudders as he grabs your hips, quickly getting used to the feeling of your warmth around him before he draws his hips back and pushes into you again. he starts off slow, letting you grow accustomed to his cock and its hardness as it prods and grazes against your sensitive walls. 

“look at you, taking all of me in. such a good girl.” the smile is so evident in his voice and you grow dizzy with pleasure. 

“puppy, pl- please move. ‘make me so feel good, ‘nd i wanna make you feel good too!” 

he groans as you quickly lose your mind, giving in and setting a pace that he knows you love, enough for you to fidget against the bed but not nearly fast enough for the creaks to sound at the roughness of his thrusts. the camera catches the way your ass jiggles as they meet his hips and the way the lines of his abs deepen with each exertion. perfect material for all your viewers to lust and fawn over when they watch over the finished product.

“can’t hear you, baby. what happened to being loud for your puppy, huh?” souya asks, his hand snaking through your hair and tugging you up so your face is in view of the camera but your mask falls off. the annoyance at the realisation that he’ll have to edit in a blurred circle over your face quickly disappears when he looks at the viewfinder, seeing your eyes roll while your mouth falls open in a sharp gasp. he pushes a rough thrust into you and you cry out, sweet voice falling into a moan that ends in a delirious puppy!

“that’s right, let them know, baby. l–let them hear how good puppy’s good is ma– making you feel– ugh.” he releases your hair and lets you fall face first into the soft blanket, stilling with his cock still deep inside you as he picks up your mask and readjusts it over the top half of your face. “gotta keep your pretty mask on, can’t have people seeing that pretty face or they’ll want you even more, right?” he coos, voice so sweet but in this context, it causes a shiver to run up your spine at his possessiveness. 

you shake your head, “‘m all yours, puppy. no one else, just you!” you muffle into the bed sheets and he hums as his hand cups the underside of your face, lifting your face to the side before smashing his lips against yours in a desperate kiss. your mouth falls open and he slips his tongue inside, turning the kiss messy with your noses brushing against each other’s cheek. “please move again, puppy. wanna feel you cum inside.” he coos at your pleas, smiling sweetly against your lips that have turned glossy with the mix of your spit and his. 

“‘course, baby. my cum doesn’t belong anywhere else.” souya rubs his cheek against yours as he arches his back to rut into you. you mewl at the closeness of him, how his skin covers yours and the sweat emanating from both of you sticks the two of you together.

feeling the last phase begin to take its toll, souya stands up on his knees once more, one arm curling around your waist to press hardened fingers against your clit, rubbing your nub in time with his thrusts which pick up with enough speed and force that has you gasping and biting into the sheets beneath you. completely overwhelmed, heat settles in the pit of your stomach and quickly spreads throughout the rest of your body, familiar enough that you know what’s approaching.

“hnggh pu– puppyy i’m gnna cum!” your sentence trails off in a drawn out moan as your body tightens up and your pussy grips souya’s cock in a vice tight grip, orgasm washing you in waves that has your brain emptying into nothing. 

“yeahh baby, just like that. so tight around me, i love it.” he groans as he fucks you through the twitches of your climax. he swears he can feel every single one of your muscles stimulating his cock, milking him for his own cum to fill you up. with his mind slowly giving into the blissful feeling, he doesn’t get the chance to announce his own climax, using the last of his energy to fall on top of you, mouth beside your ear and groans spilling out of his lips in time with the cum spilling deep into you. you turn your head just in time for his lips to find the side of your mouth before they connect with yours. your breath mixes with each other’s as you pant heavily, letting the sensation of your orgasm mellow you both out. 

“love you s’much, puppy.”

souya smiles, his heart feeling so full at your softness.

“i love you too, baby.”

two days later, after editing the video and inserting clips from both angles, it’s ready to be posted. you’re both resting against the couch in the living room, relaxing after an hour long livestream that still has your body and muscles aching. your work laptop is in souya’s lap and you watch as he puts the final edits to the video description before finally pressing ‘post’. the two of you share one final kiss and that’s that.

the next morning when you wake up, you get a notification from the website, congratulating the two of you for the top spot on the site’s popular creators and that’s all it takes for you realize the success of your popularity doesn’t come from souya exclusively, but from the both of you.

[alfhildr-the-word-weaver]

I must say, it's pretty poetic that I've gotten to season 6 of Vampire Diaries right before another solar eclipse happens in America. I certainly didn't plan it, but it does feel like my timing is very appropriate with this one. I do have questions about the accuracy of the eclipse portrayal in the show, though. I mean, a solar eclipse did in fact happen on May 10, 1994, and it was visible across much of the country, so that much is accurate. But I don't think Mystic Falls would've had quite as good of a view as they show it having. For reference, here's a map of the May 1994 eclipse path (credit: timeanddate.com):

And, if you'll remember, Mystic Falls is like two hours from my old hometown just a stone's throw north of Lynchburg, Virginia, as seen on the locator spell map (this one's all over tumblr, forgive me for not remembering what blog I grabbed it from):

So if you zoom in on the timeanddate map and pick somewhere closeish to there:

It looks like Mystic Falls would be getting a little over 77% coverage or so. It's also worth noting that the '94 eclipse was an annular eclipse, not a total eclipse like tomorrow's eclipse. That still means that the moon went directly in front of the sun, but it does mean that it was small enough/far enough from earth that you didn't quite get full coverage of the sun (thanks to weather.gov for the nifty graphic):

So, I'm not positive whether it would've looked quite as dark as was shown in the show:

Although, I must admit, in this video I found on youtube of the '94 eclipse, (part of me is shocked to find footage from then but I know I shouldn't be like yes they had cameras in the 90s) it actually looks more similar than I expected it to look, but I imagine it was most likely filmed within the path of totality:

But also, when Kai takes Bonnie to Portland, don't they see the eclipse again there? I couldn't find that clip on youtube just now, but Portland barely had any eclipse--only 42-43% coverage, so it would've been way milder of a visual effect, barely any dimming in the sky noticeable without eclipse glasses.

The funny thing is, the area where I live is going to be sitting right around 80% coverage tomorrow. I was lucky enough to get to travel to Missouri for the 2017 eclipse to get into the path of totality, but I'm afraid that it hasn't worked out for me to do so this year, which is immensely disappointing to me as an astronomy enjoyer, but I do still plan to go to an eclipse party and I'm going to start saving to try and get to Spain for the next total eclipse in 2026, which is going to be right around my 30th birthday (screaming). Anyways, it isn't great, but here's my best picture from the '17 eclipse:

I didn't even have a smartphone yet then, because despite it being 2017, I was somewhat of a luddite, so I had the purple flip phone I so stubbornly clung to and a point-and-click Nikon, but I still think this picture is pretty cool for what it is. Here's the zoom in so you can really see that ring of fire (and my shaking hands doubling the image):

Obviously you can find thousands of better eclipse pictures online, but that one's still special to me because it's mine. Anyways, I'll report back with smart phone pictures from whatever I see of the 80% total eclipse tomorrow to compare and contrast with Mystic Falls's 70% annular eclipse of the 90s, because from what I've heard it's going to be much less impressive than full totality was, but I've yet to watch a partial solar eclipse, so I'll just have to find out. Also, if you happen to have any vampiric loved ones trapped in a magical prison dimension who you need help freeing during the eclipse tomorrow, let me know and I'll see what I can do! ;) Hahaha. Anyways, happy eclipse everyone, and may we all possess sufficient self restraint to avoid eye damage (says the woman who has looked at the sun unprotected so many times and is probably going to go blind because of it some day. I know what I've done lol. Don't be me.)

[nivasichakano]

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Modern AU YouTuber BloodWeave ✧₊⁺⋆☾⋆.˚₊✩

Me: Wouldn't it be funny if Mystra (under the alias "LadyOfMysteries") is on all the Gale Discords and reblogs horny Gale content on her Tumblr. @astraliaa & @bluebeebalmwrites: *proceed to create an entire nuanced YouTuber BloodWeave modern AU narrative over the course of the next hour* ~ I had to write it. ~ Astarion lies in the dark of his room, the only light the artificial glow of his phone, illuminating his face. His eyes narrow as he taps ‘play’.

“Hello again!” A tinny, almost muffled voice rings out cheerily. The man on the screen is about the same age as Astarion, perhaps a little older. He has long-ish brown hair scruffily tied back in a half bun, stubble, and large, tortoiseshell glasses. He's wearing the most heinous purple fleece. From what Astarion can see behind the man, he looks to be sitting in a fairly cluttered kitchen.

Astarion skips ahead in the video. Ten minutes in — ten minutes — the man says, “Anyhow, back to today’s Five Things About Magic video! This time, I’m going to look at five spells absolutely anyone can master. Even you!” The man points into the camera in a way that makes Astarion want to die. 

“First up, we’ve got a really easy one. This is a very handy little cantrip for lighting candles, getting the hob going, seeing in the dark, and so on. Obviously, at higher levels, it gets a bit more dangerous but we don’t need to worry about that just yet. Okay, here it is.” The man tilts his chin down, smiling into the camera before flicking his fingers at a candle on the table in front of him. “Ignis.”

The wick flares into life and the man winks. “See? Simple. And very manageable for anyone to get to grips with, even your granny who always regretted never learning magic will be able to grasp this one!”

Fire bolt is the only cantrip Astarion can do. Grimacing, he skips ahead again. The whole thing is about 45 minutes long. At one point, the entire screen goes blank as the wizard’s phone falls flat without him realizing. The video ends as he’s halfway through rounding up the information for the sixth cantrip on his list. In his Five Things video. Astarion doesn’t know why, but this grates on him even more than the hideous picture quality.

As he always does, Astarion tortures himself by obsessively refreshing the page, watching the likes go up exponentially. The wizard only just posted the video — at 1am on a weekday ffs — and the likes are already in the thousands. Astarion knows that, by this time tomorrow, they'll be in the millions. 

He scrolls down and flicks through the comments, just to fuel the acidic rage in his chest.

GalesGal: Tysm professor! Amazing lesson as always! <3

WhatsMyMageAgain: can’t wait to start trying these, thx for making magic so accessible

LadyOfMysteries: Looking good as always professor! ;) <3

He gets through hundreds of comments before he can find a single negative one. 

Popper78656: yeh ‘free magic for the ppl’ but still happy to monetize Ur content aren't you. Hipocrit 

Astarion feels a pleasant little twist of schadenfreude and taps on the replies. 

WizardOfWaterdeep: Hi there! Many thanks for your comment! Yes, this channel is monetized but all proceeds go to the Mites of Mystra charity, which helps bring magic tuition to disadvantaged kids. Thanks for your donation :)

Astarion's lip curls. This. Fucking. Guy. 

A notification distracts him and he opens the latest video on his own channel, a timelapse of the gorgeous gown he created for a drag friend. Weeks of work. He still feels proud watching it. 

There's a new comment.

Yolohump: love this! Sent you a DM, possible opportunity

Heart fluttering with excitement, Astarion taps on his messages.

Yolohump: u r SEW beautiful ;) wanna f**k?

Astarion lets out a groan and throws his phone across the room, burying his head in his pillow. 

[gildedxink]

Violent Repercussions

When: Two weeks after the Anti-Summer Party Where: Max's apartment above the Gilded Letters Studio Who: Self-Para

The sound rang in their ears.

Fifteen minutes ago, things were fine. Max's life was shaping up to be the best it had been in some time. They were starting to actually participate in the community again, they had made stronger connections. For the first time in a very long time they were even with someone, had a partner and they couldn't help how happy they were.

And that of course is when the world crashes down the hardest.

Sarah had stopped by, one of the other covenless witches that Max had kept in touch with. Someone that would have made a good match for Eli's coven with her technological magic. Normally, they were chipper when they came to see Max. Some new cybertech tattoo that they wanted to do with some added work that only Max could do. Sarah was good about scheduling appointments and texting ahead if they were dropping by. Tonight was different, there was an air around her that was terribly foreboding and made Max's heart skip a beat. "Hey, what's up Sarah? Are you okay?"

"Max.. I have to show you something... can I come in?" She pushed her dreads back out of her face. Where usually her headphones would keep them pushed back were no where to be found. The massive backpack filled with her stuff was gone, all she had was her tablet in had. Her other hand was shaking seemingly cause she was nervous.

"Yeah. Um come in would you like a drink?" Max asked, stepping out to doorway as Sarah stepped through opening the tablet and shaking her head. She stepped to the sitting room and loaded up a video. Sitting down and then looking over to Max concern written all over her face.

"No. Thank you, but I...." She took a breath, "I was doing my usual shutting down Artemis stuff when I can. While I was clearing videos I found one.. I am pretty sure.. I'm pretty sure its your parents." Sarah worried her lower lip, she clearly was upset and Max had no reason to doubt her. Sarah had gone to school with Max and had met their parents more than a few times. In their heart they hoped that Sarah was wrong, but Sarah hardly ever was.

Max took the seat beside them, and hit play.

The video was grainy, definitely some kind of found footage type deal. The image was shakey as they ran through this old building. She didn't recognize that at least, but when the camera person caught up to who ever they were chasing Max gasped. The older couple running for their lives were their parents. Max's hand covered their mouth, shaking as the video continued through what was one of the worst things they had ever seen. Sarah spoke first, "You don't have to watch the who..." Max's hand pushed hers out of the way.

Ten minutes of pure fucking horror.

Sarah sat their silently as the video finished. Seemingly unsure of what to do, Max was still sitting there in stunned silence. "I did what I could to wipe the video. It seems they posted this after the whole anti-summer thing. I was gonna call Remington's coven see if there was more they can scrub that I cant.... I'm so sorry.."

Max swallowed hard and too a deep breath, "Thank you, Sarah.... I need to be alone, please." She nodded picking up the tablet, giving their shoulder a soft squeeze. She walked through the door and was gone in a flash. The clear night sky over inner city Vievecor was suddenly filled with clouds.

The first of their tears started the down pour. There wasn't a single sound that left them as they slumped to floor. Their hands burying in their hair hiding their face, the sound of the pounding rain on roof was the only sound in the apartment. Max could hear and see the contents of the video over and over again. Their body shook and shudders, its thirty minutes before any noise comes out. They pulled out the phone in their pocket as they started to send a text. The flurry of cancellation texts and a post to the social account was done.

They crawled back up on the couch pulling the nearest blanket on them before the crying started again...

[lesbiandanhowell]

Sam (begrudgingly) reacts to: Dan and Phil play Poppy Playtime CHAPTER 2!

I fucking hate horror games and I am have a high anxiety day so this is like awful timing BUT HERE GOES NOTHING.

- Not a fan of the runtime because I don't enjoy horror so the longer the worse for me personally so fuck this actually oops

- Babes I am literally shaking and almost crying 4 minutes in this will not be fun lmao (but also I know my anxiety won't go away without dan and phil content so might as well hope they will be funny and cute enough to make me calm down).

- I hate this I want to cry UPDATE: I literally started crying right after this, about 8 minutes into the game, but it got better afterwards.

- The touch when saying 'we have to be brave' was very personal to me. (Someone give me someone to watch this with and hold me please because I am scared)

- The buttplug jokes being the only thing to make me laugh, thank you Phil. Dan what do you MEAN "tails in" in reference to buttplugs, did you see the unhinged shit we said on tumblr, because oh god please no.

- "What are we going to do now?" "Cry" Phil gets me actually thank you I feel seen.

- The color game is actually calming my anxiety SO much it's hilarious, like it's just logic and following patterns and those things are so calming even when Dan is screaming.

- "For our lesbian audience that has mommy issues this is gonna be a weird episode" YOU DONT SAY DAN YOU DONT SAY

- new lore alert: Phil going to a wrestling party

- Phil lore: he was afraid of the KFC man as a kid

- PINOF MENTION AND CLIP AHAHA, they love doing these references since they uploaded the first react video.

- Dan hiding in his hoodie is adorable, like he just fully went "nope!" and hid haha.

- I think you can see Phil's hand shaking in the whack a mole, like the camera was SO shakey which was either his inability to use a mouse or he was shaking, place your bets.

- Dan playing the mini game after all, Phil is never beating the younger brother stereotype truly.

- When did they film all of these that their heating is still broken?! Makes me think they really did pre-film most of these to have a less stressful time now during december, which good job guys!

- Mommy's voice reminds me of someone else in a tv show but I can't figure out what? Anyone know?

- Their delighted faces at seeing jacksepticeye are adorable, like you could tell they were so happy truly and I love these little easter eggs!

- "Sean you down there?" HOWLING

- They edited so many clips and memes into this (which makes me think they edited it rather than an editor) haha

- Phil just, maybe unconsciously, moving impossibly closer to Dan is a big mood (only I am alone rip).

- Weirdly enough the mini games are the most calming part for me, like there is a clear focus and clear objective of what to do and it's like: here is a problem, solve it and I think that does wonders for me.

- Unsure if I am shaking from anxiety or being cold (also great I have more uni work to do after watching this)

- Yes please sanitize my boobs. What

- I agree Phil, we have gotten a lot of lore (about you)!

- Phil's panicked "geese!" gets me every time because it's so cute.

- "I feel kinda bad" aw ofc you do Phil and ofc you don't Dan, so very in character for both of them honestly.

- "Sometime in 2023, so not much longer" Phil, honey, there are like 20 days left what do you mean?!

This actually wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, after I had my little cry at the beginning. I was actually quite calm by the end and I think my anxiety actually is less, which I didn't think would happen. The magic of Dan and Phil, see you tomorrow!

[ginger-canary]

Curiosity Killed the Cat, Satisfaction Brought it Back

1207 words by gingercanary

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series), The Unsleeping City

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Em | Angel of the Waters/Sofia Lee, La Gran Gata & Sofia Lee

Characters: Em | Angel of the Waters, Sofia Lee, La Gran Gata (Dimension 20)

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Zine: D20 Zine Jam (Dimension 20), Neurotypicals? In this economy?

Summary: La Gran Gata and Sofie visit Em. Some feelings are expressed. It's cute it's simple it's for the @d20zinejam 2023, when you're here you're family: the WLW zine.

Follow the link to AO3 here, or check it out under the cut! Link to the full zine is here

The thing about cats is that while they don’t love swimming (generally), they love being near water. Something about sitting on the edge, watching patterns ripple through the reflections and listening to the eb and flow is magical. There’s probably an instinct to it too, making sure your own shadow doesn’t show and then trying to fish for some snacks.

La Gran Gata spent more time than she wanted to admit, mesmerised by the dirty rivers of New York, silly aquarium videos, and naturally- the fountain owned by Em.

When Sofia was imbued with a bit of La Gran Gata’s magic, certain things affected her more than others. Her eyes were clearly most affected, as were her nails (they would not stop growing), and some features of her behaviour shifted. The urge to sit atop furniture and ledges was significantly stronger, and she craved fish more often. Obviously that was also the reason why she spent so much time hanging around Em’s fountain- no other reason. There was absolutely nothing else that kept drawing her to this place whenever she had a spare moment.

On a random strangely sunny day, Sofia found herself sitting on the ledge of the bethesda fountain, La Gran Gata beside her as they both lazily watched tourists adjust the lenses of their cameras, trying to get the perfect shot of Em. Considering Em was actually sitting right next to Sofia, scratching behind La Gran Gata’s ears with the gentleness only a statue could bring.

“So how’s this-” Sofia vaguely gestured to Em’s misty pedestal “happening with you right here?”

Em waved a hand towards the pedestal. “Umbral arcana? I admit I stopped worrying about it after a while, the intricacies of its magic are complicated and layered. It protects us- the magical world from the human world, and sometimes that means letting them take pictures of me while I’m off on my own adventures.”

Sofia tilted her head to better examine the mist. “It’s interesting that it can affect both human perception and that of digital items.”

“I’m still not sure how a camera works, so I don’t ask too many questions.” Em smiled.

“You think I ask too many questions?” She sat up, raising an eyebrow.

In between them, La Gran Gata meowed and placed her front paws on Sofia’s thighs as if to calm her down.

“Hm, no. I think it’s normal to want to ask a million questions when a new world is revealed to you. I do think you’re a curious cat.”

Sofia looked at La Gran Gata. “Do I have you to thank for this?” She scratched the cat underneath her chin.

“No, mija. That’s just you, you overestimate how much I affect your personality.”

“Curious cat is just an expression,” Em added. “If no one asked questions we wouldn’t learn anything.”

“But you do have some effect on me, right?”

“Yes, but not in the ways you think.” La Gran Gata climbed into her lap and put her front paws on Sofia’s shoulders. “For example; I’m not the reason why you started spending much more time here.” With that, La Gran Gata winked out of existence, off to take a nap in the bodega.

Sofia pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “Fuckin’ cat can’t even leave me in my ignorance for a bit, huh?”

Now it was Em’s turn to be curious. “What was that about?”

“So…” She bit the inside of her cheek, trying to figure out how to correctly express what she wanted to say. She averted her eyes, taking in the crowd still standing around the fountain instead. “Can we go somewhere, just anywhere else?”

Em shrugged and hopped down from the ledge, holding out a hand for Sofia. “Where would you like to go?”

Sofia jumped down and took Em’s hand, leading her to a more quiet area of central park. Well- a less crowded area of the park. She sat down next to a tree and picked at the grass as she tried to form the correct sentences. “So you know I’ve been- y’know- around here more and more. Just hanging out with you.”

“Yes?”

Feeling her heartbeat in her throat, she decided to pivot. “How you feelin’ about that?”

Em reached out, depositing a bunch of the grass Sofia had just pulled out into her lap with a crooked grin.

“Hey!” Sofia protested, brushing the grass off her jeans, tossing loose pieces at Em. “Who taught you to do that?”

“Years of observation. Humans love to pull at the grass when they want to fidget with something. Friends love to throw grass at each other.” Em gently tapped the soil. “Central Park’s grass has had a lot to endure.”

“You standin’ up for grass now?” Sofia smiled.

She rolled her eyes and laughed. “No, listen- let’s get back to it. To answer your question, I enjoy every second of the time you wish to spend with me.” When Sofia didn’t reply, she nudged her grass-covered knee. “Sofia, I’m not sure what this is about but I can assure you that whatever it is won’t make me like you any less.”

“I’m not sure of how to put this. When I learnt about this side of the city, I was very overwhelmed. Not just by the magic of it all but also obviously by grief, and by my frustrations with alcohol… But you were always there for me, just whenever I needed to chat- or company in general.” She ran a finger across the back of Em’s hand. “I uhm. I think that I’ve become attached to you in a different way now.”

Em flipped her hand, watching Sofia’s fingers dance across her palm now. “In what way?”

Sofia groaned. “You’re really goin’ to make me fuckin’ say it, huh?” She sat up on her knees, cupping Em’s face with both hands. “I like you, you stone angel. I’m not sure how that works or even if it’s fuckin’ supposed to work but I do.” She took a breath. “I like you.”

“Like in a…” Em laughed when Sofia slapped a hand to her forehead. “I’m kidding, I get it.” She took Sofia’s hands in hers. “I said whatever you had to tell me wouldn’t make me like you any less and I meant it, my dear. As far as Pete’s powers reach I could not have dreamt up something better.”

“Oh?” Sofia looked up at her, a small smile on her lips.

“While I don’t know how this would work-” she gestured at her stone body. “I’m willing to try.”

“Yeah… that’s a good question.” She moved a little closer, studying the intricate details of Em’s face. From the waves in her hair to the curve of her lips, everything was made so carefully as if the artist knew what Em would be.

Em brushed a finger along Sofia’s jawline, smiling. “Is is okay if I..?” She tapped Sofia’s lips with her thumb.

“Uhuh.” She smiled.

“Cool.” She kissed her.

If anyone in central park that day concentrated really hard on the women kissing beneath the large tree, they would find a spectral cat proudly watching from one of the lowest branches- its green and blue eyes twinkling.

[goodmode]

who or what was your biggest art inspiration? :0c

woof, difficult question!!! i never know how to answer this because my inspirations are wild and varied and not always very "coherent" but. i'll give it a go

i got my start drawing silly anime furries like a lot of people. i was massively inspired by the art of Furcadia, specifically the older stuff. back then it felt magical and specialised and more niche than i might see it anywhere else. it was really beautiful - dated now, considering the tendency towards furry art having bigger, more human eyes and more emphasised details (which i do lean into myself) but i'll let it speak for itself.

as a little 10-13 year old, this was formative. (thank you talzemir, and everyone else who created art (pixel and otherwise) for this game, including custom patch artists. there is not enough space in a tumblr post to go into how enamored i was with the visual worldbuilding and bright early-Windows colours and level of detail, especially leaving out the maps and items and walksprites, but i became who i was with Furcadia's support and the art still guides me a little. i still want to make species recogniseable, i don't want to draw everything like a slightly narrower or blunter puppy. you feel me. i want my art to be BROAD and i want species to look like their species. this is why.

(special mention goes to the community, but this isn't a post about that. just know that without Furc people to lean on, i might not be me today!!!)

i was also heavily influenced by peers on DeviantART. i won't post their old art and embarrass them here, but shoutout to my friends who i grew up with drawing pokemon OCs, pokemon mystery dungeon story comics (PMD also a huge influence), anime, invader zim, yet more furries, and the rest. i branched out into a lot of different silly cartoon and anime styles back then and without looking at what those peers were doing i might never have experimented at all. i can only imagine how narrow my scope would be without them. (hopefully those still in touch know who they are!! special shoutout to those i no longer speak with, i haven't forgotten them either. hope they're doing well. also hello Black Scythe Pack circa my Authenti era)

i also need to credit @zarla-s because i think literally everything on ashido.com and NPLU and especially-especially-especially seeing the Slalomicide music video Flash animation when i was a wee bairn did something to my brain. i'm not who i was before i watched that animation. i remember downloading and listening to the MP3 to-and-from school and self-inserting my own furry OC. i remember watching all of the other flash animations on ashido.com with a mad appetite, regardless of whether i understood or was aware of the source material for the fanworks. i remember my dad-and-his-friend-pirate-combo bootlegging Adobe Flash MX 2004 for me and becoming a monster who experimented all day in their room with animations because someday i wanted to tell a story like that with my furry, and it made me want to know movement and expression and camera angles. i cannot move on without bowing low at the Zarla shrine. to know Zarla is still going is to know there are unicorns yet. (i remember clicking the thin lines of the play button, because you didn't flood-fill and the outlines were the only pixels clickable to start the animation. I REMEMBER. and it was formative.)

um. Homestuck! the fanart and the contributing artists, too, but also just - the shortform simple shapes, the stylisation, the bright colours and stark contrast and silly levels. and the sort of wet "blotchy ink-splatter" pixel brushwork of that and Problem Sleuth.

all of this made me want to create something dynamic and silly. i wanted to be able to make something where people could attach to the characters no matter how silly they looked at first glance, and to make something big and wild and expressionistic(???) while simplifying things enough that my then-undiagnosed-ADHD brain could play with them and still have fun without it being work.

and then there's Justice League International (1987)(?)(onward).

believe me when i say i was wheezing on reading these. and wildly invested! i am still trying to push and push and push my art to be anything like the power-combo trio of Giffen, DeMatteis, and Maguire. everything from the composition and planning to the sketching to the beautiful inks made every single panel an absolute joy. for the first time reading comics, i wanted to slow down. i wanted to pick out every silly background detail in group shots, see where the inks emphasised shadow, notice why negative space was left and where and why. i wanted to do expressions this fucking funny.

i also give credit to the Blue Beetle comics from 2006/2009. i loved them, i studied them, i learned the alien language.

honestly my comics era was insane for my art development. i learned how limbs work back-and-forth from the camera, the basics of foreshortening, dynamic lighting, composition, contrast, inks, emphasis, i'm still trying to learn simplification and typesetting and speech bubbles and negative space and inked shadow.

plus credit to Batman: The Animated Series. obviously. and to the Batman Adventures comics where i learned the riddler was desperately gay. and shoutout to Ghibli. and to the artists behind movies like The Lion King. (i will not credit Disney as a company.)

and... now i'm somewhere very strange, i think! and i am having fun. and i like my art. so.

thank you to everybody, i guess!

[orginllazyblog]

A Decent Revenge

Summary: Before the Fleur incident, the Ramshackle residents, Yueme and Mizuki, made a plan to reveal everyone Rollo's actions. Rollo was only forgiven which made twst boys confuse as to why would Yume do such a thing. Let's just say this is what Yueme had to deal with the overblots, and a certain bat dad only learning about this later on

Tag: @hanafubukki @pika-ace

Note: Yueme (my Yuu oc, gender-neutral as possible), Mizuki Abyss (twst oc), also inspire by pika-ace's twst scenario of the Masquerade from last year

I do hate Rollo a bit for what he did, but then again, he's just a teenager who was truamatise at a young age, but still.

In the middle of the night, in the Ramshackle dorm, lounge room, Mizuki and Yueme made a plan. Since they know the information, thanks to Mizuki, who have access on the JP server. The day when the ENG server will get the Masquerade event for this Halloween, Yueme didn't want to participate and was afraid that they'll have to go the upcoming incident and he has no choice because he's the "Yuu" character. Which brings Mizuki, they are in-fact not human but a high rank demon. The plan was simple, Mizuki holding a magical video camera for recordings. If things go wrong, they can expose the recording to Noble Bell College.

"Okay, here's the plan: I'll disguise as you and act like you so no one will be suspicious. Once I'm at Noble Bell College, on that night when he shows his true colors, I should welcome him with a surprise."

"I'll be here with Ortho to help me. Out of all of the classmates, he'll be able to understand our plan, right?"

"Yep. If we tell the teachers, such as Crowley, he would grew suspicious as to how we know this will happen. As for the others, they will focus on the Halloween event here and it'll only bring questions that we can't answer. Which is why we need Ortho's help."

"What about Grim?"

"It's best if he doesn't know about the plan. I mean, he will know once this is over."

"What about Lilia then?"

"Oh he'll definetly will know depending which choice Rollo will pick. Don't worry, I'll also be another guard for your dear friend Malleus."

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When the day arrived, it all went according to what is happening. The students who were selected waiting at the Mirror Chamber. Grim made his apperance and Mizuki disguise as Yueme. Acted how Yueme responds and how their voice sounds like Yueme.

No one suspect them, not even Rook couldn't tell it was Mizuki thanks to their demonic powers. Though there were slip calls as Malleus can feel a powerful aura but never question it. He was to focus on this social event as he was finally invited for once. Mizuki felt bad for him as this was just part of Rollo's plan to wipe away the magic.

They were glad they didn't end up with a group, they didn't have problems as they were a master with magic, even made a duplicate self to keep an eye out on Rollo.

All acording to plan. As for Yueme, who was with Ortho, was willingley to help because his older brother safety.

Finally, the first night. The time where Rollo rings the bell, the students who were there were knocked out by the Crimson Flower's hunger. As the flowers were heading to Mizuki, everyone panicking thinking their friend "Yuu" will end up hurt. Until Mizuki snap their fingers, summon a barrier spell that allowed to protect the ones who are still awake. The Crimson Flowers that surrounded them now all died away, reveiling their true form.

Rollo, who was watching up high, shocked as to what happened. He thought the "Yuu" is magicless as the flowers wouldn't do no harm...unless..."Yuu" does have magic(?)

As Rollo got close to the ground, a magic spell was put into him to bow down. That is where Rollo knew he fuck up.

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Flashback

"If I remember correctly, when the crimson flowers surrounded the player, everyone thought that the player would get knocked out like the rest."

"They didn't because they didn't have any magic, so they were fine."

"That's where the plot twist happened. As I reveal myself my true identity, that is when we, Ramshackle students, make our entrance. You, as the houswarden, gave him a choice: to face his consequences in front of the whole Fleur City. Or transfer to Night Raven College for the rest of his school life to his graduation."

"Hmm... I like that. I would like to have another student for Ramshackle Dorm as it's just the two of us, plus three ghosts and Grim. The whole point of this is for Rollo to face his wrong doings. Making him realize that what he did could lead to disasters, maybe even ended up like what his school historic figure looks up to. Hehehehe.."

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"H-how is this possible?"

"Oh? You thought I was Yuu? You're not the only mastermind here you know?"

"T-then who are you?"

Then a portal open, the real Yuu showed up.

"So... it was you who made the social event for Archane schools. Just to invite someone, right?"

"W-what do you mean? I didn't just invite Malleus-"

"I didn't say Malleus, did I? You know, if something terrible happens to him, it won't turn out well for your schools reputation. Oh wait no, the whole country that is."

"What are you talking about? Just spit it out already!"

"Wow, calm down as if your ego is more important than the people you hurt. You cause this incident; there were plenty of witnesses who saw your doings, this magical flower that's supposedly went extinct 100 years ago to what I was told from my vice-warden. Therefore, you must face your punishment."

"As if! You have no proof it was me!"

"You intentionally wanted one of the most powerful mages in the world to be here. It is somehow suspicious as the others were only selected by random. Someone who is top of their class would know about this Crimson Flower. Even if you won't admited, I can expose you to someone who would've ended you."

"Ooo! Get roasted."

As Yueme and Mizuki look down on Rollo, the others who were in the barrier listen the whole conversation. Even the students who were Rollo's classmates were surprise of what Rollo was doing.

It hit worse for Malleus as this whole thing was a trap for him.

Back to the conversation, the nrc boys keep watching until Yueme reach thier hand to Rollo.

'What are you doing, Yuu?'

"I can give you a choice. One which you can quietly carry this burden throughout your whole life unless you are forgiven. Or transfer to my school in Night Raven College, but I garente you won't feel safe as I don't have magic."

"...I"

*Pulls Rollo to stand up*

"You decide on that yourself. I'm taking my classmates back as they are all exhuasted. Let's see if you can explain this to other archane schools. Remember this Rollo and I shall welcome you with open arms."

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So, back to Night Raven College. Everyone thought the social gathering would last till another three days and two nights. Before they could ask but Crowley, for once, did his job told the students and staff's to focus on the Halloween event.

That went well as Yueme and Mizuki were worried about Crowley getting suspicious of them.

More importantly, Lilia Vanrouge, the one who is more worried, especially his boys, who were like his children to him. Malleus, who was like the eldest child to him and the only thing left from his childhood friends. Silver, who was found in a ruin castle and raised alongside Malleus. And Sebek, the youngest grandson of an old friend.

So why is it hard for the trio to not answer the bat dad's questions?

"Well...don't you have anything to say?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Please tell me. What happened that made you all return so fast? Were you hurt?"

Before the trio could say anything, there was a knock on the door.

Knock, knock, Knock

"May I come in?"

"Yuu? Yes, you may."

Yueme entered themselves, alongside with Mizuki.

"Um... Lilia, do you really want to know what happened?"

"Why, yes. Did something hapened at the Social?"

Before Yueme could reply back, they looked at the trio first before things get out of hand giving them a facial expression, "Is that alright with you?"

They all nod in agreement.

"Well then, Lilia. We might talk about this in our dorm. It's quite a long explanation."

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Once Yueme and Mizuki explain briefly of what happened at Fleur City and what Rollo's plan was all along, Lilia was really mad. Luckily, Mizuki holded him to not let him go. As for Malleus Silver and Sebek, they never saw him angry, always a smile on his face.

"Let me go! I said let me go!"

Yeah, Lilia didn't take the news lightly. It took about two hours to try to get him calm down.

Then tears start to come out. He then gave up as Mizuki let go of him, but he sank to the floor crying.

"Mizuki, tissues."

"On it."

"Lilia, can you please sit on the couch?"

Silver helped Yueme to carry Lilia to sit down on the couch as Mizuki returned with a tissue box and gave Lilia a cup of water.

"I'm sorry, Lilia."

"Sob sob...what are you saying, Yuu?"

"Human, your vice-warden was there in your place. Why is that your apoligize right now?"

"...Because I find it suspicious as to why he wanted to invite Malleus as he would already be selected, and Crowley would annoucement way earlier when everyone was at the lecture hall. I couldn't tell the others or the teachers as they wouldn't believe. I don't have the power to protect to prevent it."

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Author note: Took me a while to get the writing finished as my wifi was getting slow.

Another thing I like to add. I did the most safest punishment for Rollo is either transfer to NRC where he would be targeted by Lilia or apolegize. Yeah, it was his fault and had a reason, but his actions, no.