#definitely really using the phone for real

[mrs-monaghan]

Not to go into detail and make this long but I remember how a while ago, I was in your blog and I came across you saying;

But, it is of my personal opinion that if they broke up it would destroy JK. Jimin would be heartbroken and devastated too but it would hit JK harder.

And now that we found out Jungkook was the one to sign up for the buddy system and wrote Jimins name for who he wanted to be his partner.

https://x.com/thekmlogic/status/1881424425972814167?s=46&t=DiZ6pHHxW3ahpd70quaKnA

And it really does prove your point to a whole other level. Not that I needed another reason to believe it but because this type of love doesn’t exist for “just friends” and I’ll never know why or how people don’t see it.

We seen how deeply not having Jimin there effected Jungkook. The man was crying on live..

They went on vacations for AYS together, even back to Juju Island again, without V. Who knows about Busan after the last Juju trip.

They could last 18 months away from friends, family, ARMY, but never each other.

That’s why they’re still out and about together even on vacation.

https://x.com/stopkookminpls/status/1882055760152347025?s=46&t=DiZ6pHHxW3ahpd70quaKnA

Vmin. JiHope. Namkook. JinKook.

(My baby, Yoongi isn’t an option.)

So many close friends in BTS who could have went together. Nobody but Jikook went together. Is that not a sign something is different compared to the others?

Anybody could have went with Namjoon seeing how bad he’s struggling to be happy but no.. At the end of the day, this is just more proof on how real their relationship is.

Oh yeah! 1300% So many reasons to believe in Jikook but enlisting together... that was... that was definitely something. From what I've heard, K-taekookers stopped existing after get out of your imagination happened. Then we lost more vermin after GCF. Matter of fact many of them became jkkrs. (Unfortunately that's also when so many more were created thanks to tkk-lives, but whatever) Then more were lost after Rosebowl. And some more left after the talk during ITS 1. and of course we lost a good number after the Taennie walk in Paris. A few more left after AYS dropped but not enough stopped shipping tkk when Jikook enlisted together. But if you ask me, this is what should have had them all leaving fr fr. This... enlisting together was no small fit. Not only has it never been done before, but they really didn't have to. You know? Like u said, RM too should have enlisted with a member if it doesn't carry as much weight as we jkkrs think it does. Know it does.

It was a huge risk they took but they did it anyway because to them it was necessary.

JIKOOK👏🏽IS👏🏽MOTHERFUCKIN👏🏽REAL!!!👏🏽

So, anon is talking about this post. And while there are deeper reasons connected with their enlistment, we already know how bored JK can be without Jimin. We've seen it

(Thanks @chicknbunny13 😘)

Sidebar: boyfriend V is right there on his phone doing nothing and yet, JK is bored out of his mind. Hmm 🤔✍���✍🏽✍🏽✍🏽

We've seen it with every single time he came live only when Jimin left the country, talking about how he got bored and missed us.

JK is a lying liar who lies 😂 but we forgive him. If I had a Jimin I would do the same 🤣

So back to your tweet, anon. My friends and I did suspect that that's what the numbers on their helmets meant

But there was no way to be sure. All we knew to be fact was that it had to have been JK's idea.

What i love about being a Joker is that, we are never wrong. We have earned the right to be cocky. You know what I mean?

It's what happens when you actually stan the real couple. Couples, have patterns. That's why the vermin are always changing their stories... nothing about being a tkkr is consistent. Their theories change overnight depending on what they discover or decide to make up that day.

Meanwhile, Jikook are predictable because they are the true couple. And that's why when we make guesses we are rarely ever wrong.

Thanks for the tweets anon. Support Jikook for clear skin

Damn, they're fine as hell!

[tadpolebobatea]

“Death fears us, we don't fеar death

Don't you dare evеr forget

From our first kiss to our last breath

With any heart that I have left

I will love you more than death”

I’m not ready but I am filled with much love, It has been so much fun. Soppy stuff under the cut

I really love undead unluck. It’s definitely got a special place in my heart now.

this is my first time engaging in a fandom for real (drawing fan art, chatting with other people). I didn’t know that it could be this cozy? I get to hear these little weirdos in my phones giving their opinions on undead unluck, and see their cool art and I really recognise the usernames. I get to see when someone new joins this little community. (I made some online friends, I’m very happy)

This show has done an absolute number on my art making. It’s given me such an enthusiasm for drawing and making characters. I got into undead unluck in October 2023 I completed 68 drawings that full year. This last year, I made…146. I cannot understate how much joy this series has given me, I adore thinking about the silly guys

Undead Unluck is a wonderful story. The characters, the world, it is all filled with so much love. The idea of living your life the way you want to, because there is nothing more wonderful than being happy as yourself is so kind. Horrible things happen but it’s okay, there will always be love.

Thank you to my irl friends who have been listening to me rant for a year now

Thank you tozuka. It has been an absolute delight

[tonysbed]

Secrets I keep | Part 7

Lando Norris x sister!reader

Daniel Riccardo x norris!reader

Max Fewtrell x norris!reader

summary: You and Max have been dancing around your feelings for years but jealousy gets the best of us all..

series masterlist | previous | next

max - max verstappen

max - max fewtrell (applies anytime these two are in the same scenario)

still not proofread 🤌

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yn

liked by kellypiquet, maxverstappen1, charlesleclerc and 839.539 others

yn your favourite gossip girls are back in town ☕️🎀

*tagged kellypiquet, alexandrasaintmleux, franciscagomez*

kellypiquet ❤️❤️

alexandrasaintmleux best time 🩷

franciscagomez xoxo gossip girl 🫡

user omg, all four? the tea is piping HOT

user girl gotta update on Daniel 👀

user let us innnnnn

user kelly’s look, oh she knows EVERYTHING

user i mean she was THERE

user true, forgot about that 😂

pierregasly can you stop stealing our girlfriends 24/7?

yn how about no?

charlesleclerc is like to spent time with mine too..

maxverstappen1 Feel like i’m third wheeling my own relationship.

yn you got Daniel to entertain you

Danielriccardo 😁

yn you literally are that emoji

danielriccardo that’s why I used it 😁🤍

yn 🤔🤔

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After you had explained everything that had happened, Kika and Alex stared at you. “So..you’re dating Daniel now?”

“No, we haven’t really talked about it. I mean, he just got here. And I only sat on his lap” Kelly snorts “Just sat on his lap? Be so for real” “I have!” “Yeah, and all the looks, the leaning on shoulder, hooking your arm in his? Ring a bell? Or all the laughing around?” Kelly raised her eyebrows.

“Okay, Okay. But we still haven’t labelled us” You say, blush creeping up your face “Finally free from Fewtrell” Alex mumbles and sips her drink. Kelly looks at her “So I was right! You had a thing for Fewtrell!” Kelly says “Oh come on! First kika now you! Was it really that obvious?”

“The looks? Absolutely. You also tried to stay close to him, even tho it enden in pure bickering” Kelly chuckled “Oh my gosh. Okay we’re moving on.” You all laugh “No problem with that” Alex says.

“Are you gonna talk to Daniel?” “Everything at its time Kiks, okay? I’m not planning to marry him tomorrow.” “Oh to bad, I already picked out my outfit” She said sarcastically.

“Now but you gotta update us” Kelly says smiling “I will. And you’re there all the time. He’s literally here for max not me” Kelly chuckled “Sure. Keep telling yourself that” “He told me!” “Oh you sweet innocent girl” Kelly pats you on the head “Hey!”

You swatted her hand away “I won’t argue that he came for You and Max. But just for max? Definitely not.” “Fine.”

-

“How about we go out tonight. All of us?” Kelly asked. Max nods in agreement “Sure” You nod, laying on daniel’s chest, who also nods “I wanna try out that one new restaurant charles was seen opening, how about that?” Max asked “Ohhh yes!” You clap your hands.

“How about we invite Lando?” Daniel asked unsure “You sure?” “I think it’s good if they see each other again” Max says, which kelly agrees to “Okay. Max would you text him, my phone is over there and I don’t want to” The dutchman rolls his eyes but does it either way.

“He’s bringing Fewtrell tho” Max says after a few minutes. You look at Daniel who looks at you “Don’t worry. We’ll sit all between you.” Max says laughing “Why don’t we invite everyone” You say laughing “I mean, sure” Max shrugs “That was sarcasm Max” You say, eyebrows raised “yeah yeah”

Kelly picked up your phone and gave it to you “It keeps getting notifications” You groan “Oh, it’s kika. She’s asking if we’ve got time today. They’re going out with Charles and Alex”

“I mean we could all go then?” Max asked. You nod and text Kika “She said it’s fine. Can you tell Lando?” Max sighs and nods.

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f1gossip

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f1gossip Several F1 drivers (+ Daniel and Max Fewtrell) and their girlfriends have been seen out together last night! Yn Norris and Riccardo were seated together and he kissed her temple. Later on a quite calm conversation was picked up by Lando and Daniel, so all is fine between the former teammates!

user now we just need confirmation from Yn or daniel

user I don’t wanna know what kind of chaos this was haha

user What did they tell charles that he looks so shocked?😭

user Alex also looks like someone just dropped a bomb 😭

user Landan yessss

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Daniel’s hand was resting on your thigh, his tumb softly caressing you. You look at Kika, who smirks at you. You roll your eyes “I have a question” Charles says, setting down his fork and knife.

“What’s wrong?” Pierre asked “Nothing really wrong. But when did that happen?” He points between you and Daniel. Your eyes widen and look at Alex. She slaps his arm “Charles!” “What? It’s a legitimate question!” “Shut it” She hissed.

Kelly and Kika try to stifle their laugh while you look at Daniel. He just shrugs at you and leans closer to you “Just let him talk. You know he’s a gossip. Wouldn’t be surprised if he’s running a gossip page” You chuckle at his words.

Lando eyes you both for a moment when Max nudges him “Either talk to them or leave them alone but don’t stare holes into them. She has every right to do what she wants. And just be glad it’s someone you know. Imagine she would be with some dickhead”

Lando sighs and nods “Yeah, you’re right. I shouldn’t be mad about it. I mean I’m not really mad. She told me, but did it have to be one of my friends?” “You didn’t care about that a few weeks ago.”

“I know I know, but still. It’s weird to see” “No, its new. He’s treating her right, I promise. Should’ve seen them with us in the last few days.” Max chuckled “You know him good. He won’t overstep” Lando nods “You’re right” “When am I not”

“When you’re arguing with Kelly” You chime into the conversation and smile at Max. He rolls his eyes and Kelly high fives you across the table.

Daniel chuckled and kissed your temple. You smile momentarily but meet Max’s glare and your smile fell. Alexandra watches you two and sends max a warning glare. He looks away quickly and keeps his attention on his plate.

The whole evening went rather smoothly after that. Lando didn’t drop any comments, Fewtrell kept his mouth shut and everyone had a great time.

At one point Lando and Daniel had sat together and talked. After a good half an hour, they shared a hug and Daniel came back to you.

You sipped your cocktail “He hasn’t killed you I see” He chuckled “No he hasn’t. Just gave me the typical older brother speech.” He said, pulling you into his side and smiling at you “Well, that’s Lando” Daniel nodded.

“So? What have you guys all been doing recently?” Pierre asked enthusiastically. Kika rolled her eyes smiling.

“Not much honestly. A lot of rest and a bit of skiing” Max said. Kelly nods “With me being so close to my due date, I hardly believe we would be doing much” She chuckled and he agreed.

Everyone answers around the same thing. Resting and a bit of vacation. Pierre now looks at you “I mean, I was in dubai with Lando, and then just meeting my friends and this idiot flew over here.” You nudge daniel who laughs “Idiot? Now that is not the way to treat your visitors!”

“My visitor? You’re here with Max, not me!” You chuckle “You flew over for him, no?” You raise an eyebrow. Max now looks at him playful expectantly “Yeah daniel, you’re here for me” Max says, crossing his arms.

Daniel rolls his eyes “Yeah yeah” You smile at him “You replaced max with me, that’s not very nice” You say in a scolding way but can’t hide your smirk.

“You’re impossible” “Then why is your arm still around me?” You raise an eyebrow, still smiling. He pulls his arm away and crossed them in front of his chest “Well, I guess I will be cold to you tonight, Norris” You shrug “Alright.”

Daniel looks at you shocked “Now that’s mean” “Mean? No.” You turn to Kika “Hey you” You say in a flirty tone. She tries to stifle her laughter “Hey” “You here often?” You wiggle your eyebrows at her, which she bursts out laughing at.

Pierre glares at you “That my girlfriend, you know” Kika turns to him “Do I know you?” Pierre sits up straight “Lando, keep your sister away from our girlfriends!”

Lando raises his hands “Not my problem.” He says with a smile “She’s my sister not my kid” You nod in agreement.

Daniel pulls you into his side again “Now, stop stealing his girlfriend. He’s about to burst, look at him” Daniel chuckled “Riccardo.” Pierre warns “Gaslyyyy” He smiles.

Pierre huffs “Pff.” Kika laughs and pulls Pierre’s head to her to his cheek. Her lipstick stains his cheek “See? All yours you drama queen” She laughs.

“Yeah yeah” He says but wraps his arm around her.

-

It was already past midnight when all of you part ways. You hook your arm into Daniel’s, who waves Max goodbye. For the night, you two decided Daniel would sleep at your apartment.

“You know, I’m surprised Lando hasn’t said anything tonight” You look at daniel. He nods “I mean, I talked to him and all but it was kinda weird. There were so many moments for a comment. He didn’t take one opportunity.” You nod “I’m not complaining tho.”

He laughs “Definitely not. Not after the past weeks” You hum, looking at your feet. Daniel turns to you “Have we had a few to many cocktails with Kika?” You shake your head “Just trying not to fall. These are new heels”

Daniel stops all of the sudden and picks you up bridal style “Daniel!” You grip his shoulders and look behind him. Kika is laughing but taking pictures “Francisca Gomez!” You yell.

Daniel turns around with you in his arms and walks backwards “What are you doing?” He laughs “I took pictures, what else” She smiles. Daniel rolls his eyes but smiles “Can we walk forward please?” You say a bit panicked. Daniel turns back around and the other two walk next to you now.

You lay your head on his shoulder and don’t realise that your eyes feel heavy when they close for good. Kika askes you a question that you don’t answer, that is when Daniel finally looks at you and laughs “She’s asleep”

Kika raised her eyebrows “Seriously? My god” She laughs “Someone’s tired from stealing girlfriends” Pierre mumbles, which earns him a slap from kika on his arm.

He raises his hands in surrender “I’m just speaking my truth” “Yeah yeah. And I’m still calling you a drama queen.”

-

Daniel sighs “Trouble, wake up. Come on” He says softly as you arrive at the front of your building. You open your eyes and look around “Hm?”

“You have the card to get inside” You nod and pull out the card.

You now stand in the elevator “Are your arms not tired?” He shakes his head “Not really” You chuckle and take a picture. He smiles “What are you doing?” “Nothing” You lean your head back on his shoulder and close your eyes.

“No sleeping yet, we still need to get in your apartment.” He chuckled “I won’t fall asleep until we get there, don’t worry. My eyes just hurt from the bright light” He hums.

He steps out of the elevator and walks down the hallway. You open your door and he kicks it close with his foot.

He sets you down on your bed and unties your heels. You don’t take your eyes off him “You’re staring” “You have a problem with that?” “Never said that” He looks up at you. You chuckle “Thought so”

He’s on his knees now and leans on your lap with his arms. His face close to yours “We’re messing with a very blurry line here, Daniel” He hums and his eyes flicker to your lips back to your eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” His voice is almost to quiet to understand but you do. You nod and his lips find yours in an instant. He gets up without breaking the kiss and leans over you on the bed, his hands resting next to your head.

“So? We’re totally still friends?” You ask in a teasing tone as he pulls away “Sure, If this is what you do with all your friends” You chuckle and look up at him “Why would I do that?”

“I was pretty sure you were gonna kiss Kika at one point. Maybe even just to piss of pierre” You laugh and throw your head back “you his face would’ve been golden!” Daniel falls on the bed next to you “Would’ve been worth millions”

He turns his head to you “I know you’re not over him yet” You look questioning at Daniel “Max”

“Can we not talk about him?” “We should. If we’re continuing with this, we need to be transparent” You sigh and look back at the ceiling “I don’t wanna think about him, okay? I’m here with you”

“Would you be if he wasn’t lando’s best friend? Are you sure you would’ve chosen me?” He asks. He turns onto his side so his whole body is facing you. You turn your head to him “I’m honestly not sure, I’m sorry dan”

He pushes a lose strand of hair behind your ear and shakes his head “I get it, don’t stress about it” He smiles softly. You look back at the ceiling “How long have you liked me?”

“Where does that come from?” “Just answer the question” Daniel sighs “A bit. But I swear I would’ve never acted on it if you didn’t do it first”

You nod and sit up “I’ll chance into something more comfy. There should be some clothes from Quadrant in that drawer. You can look if there’s something in your size if you’d like” You point to a drawer in your dresser. He nods.

-

You lay down next to Daniel, who opened his arms. You make yourself comfortable “Good night” “Good night, trouble” For a moment the room was simply filled with your even breathing.

“Dan?” “Hm?” “I won’t just let you fall because of Max” He looks at you and smiles softly. You peck his lips quickly. His arms tighten around you and he kisses your forehead “Go to sleep” He says softly.

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yn added to their story

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so..I may had a complete writers block in the middle of this, oops. Dw the next part will be out around 10 pm (europe time)

And also remember, this is only the 7th part. A lot can happen 👀👀

[pushspacetocontinue]

Russell was making sure to try and keep an ear out for any trouble. Leofric had locked the doors and while he had most likely warned the Twins not to cause trouble, they might try to bash their way out of their current containment.

"Sometimes you need a warm up before the main event," Simon was saying through the phone. He reached up to adjust his glasses then, still wearing that grin, "As I said to myself earlier, that fight is definitely going into the 'best of' compilation."

"You're, you're making a, a best of, best of compilation?" Russell asked, "I, I should have known really."

"Hey, it's epic," Simon said, smiling at the way Willow flexed, "And it deserves to be preserved."

"Aw, Custard. I know it's not a nice thing to do, to stab someone for real," Travis said, when he realised just what Willow meant, "You were defending yourself and Willow, and you know what, I'm proud you found some strength to do that."

"Th-thank you," Russell said. Right now, it still didn't feel good that he had done that. But he just needed some time to process it all, "I'm, I'm not proud of, of what I did, but I, I'm just, just trying to tell myself that, that they were trying to, to kill us."

"You fought back well and your pretty face was left unscathed," Simon said, before he saw that everyone seemed to be getting some snacks, "Ah, good, I can keep eating my popcorn."

Russell and Leofric were quiet as they watched the little argument about the snacks unfold, and Russell made a mental note to perhaps try and find something a little less 'junk-ish' for Lucien next time he was at a shop.

Bill was also listening more in amusement than anything else. He would have said something too, but he was enjoying the candy bar that Willow had given him.

"So far, going well for the early stages," Antonio said, once the question had been given to him, "He's already mentioned just how many people there are working for him, and he's given me a few names. He's not revealed Five's or his own yet, but I'll get there. I've written what he's told me."

He thought.

"Need me to do something about the Twins too?"

Russell awkwardly fidgeted then. He had to say something. Having a pair of extra allies might not be a bad idea.

"Um, I, I found out what, what we already knew, but they're not, they're not loyal to, to Five. Just, just his wallet," Russell said, "Maybe I, I could make them a, a better offer and, and see if that gets them on, on our side. More, more allies on, one our side, less, less for Five?"

The cake was set aside for the time being, though not too far. It was best to be careful with Lucien around. That fairy boy could move faster than Erica when he wanted to.

She grabbed a can of grape soda and opened it, taking a sip while Travis walked in. For once, she waited until he was in hearing range to listen in on his call. She was on her break, after all.

"It was a nice warmup." the cyborg replied, looking over, "I'm I finally had a chance to test my new daggers."

Of course, the boasting was accompanied by a subtle flex of her cybernetic arms.

"I'm glad we were able to leave mostly unscathed and without causing much of a fuss." Willow added, "Though you might want to reassure your brother that lightly stabbing a mercenary, who had just attempted to disfigure him as well, doesn't make him less of a good person."

"Of course not! Those people are dangerous and you gotta be ready to fight back." Erica said.

"Definitely." Rook agreed.

"Indeed." Lucien added, "But it was a stressful experience nonetheless. Perhaps you should sit down and eat something. There must be at least something edible in all this junk food."

"Petit bourgeois." Willow scoffed.

"Oh, I'm sorry I'm not used to eating plastics!"

"Can't keep a man from his comfort soup for too long." Erica snickered, before pulling Lucien's sleeve to get his attention, "Willow's got more experience with this secret lair thing. If this is what she thinks we should eat, then we're going to. Look, she even got peanuts free stuff."

"I always account for everybody's needs." Willow snapped.

"Yep. So follow Rook's example and eat something before I tell mum."

Rook looked up from the bag of paprika flavored chips she had claimed for herself, "…Right. Should we start with an update on the screamer?"

"I would certainly like to hear if there's been any progress." Willow said with a smirk while watching Antonio.

[j-a-nuary]

𝙉𝘼𝘾𝙄𝙁𝙄𝘾 𝙓 𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙕

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄!

강여상 사원's PICK!

[insertsona]

a new project approaches .. but is this really the side of the universe you want to be on?

[cemeterym]

showed up to a doctor's appointment i have been waiting on for months and the entire place is closed and on summer vacation because my psychiatrist?? gave me the wrong location???? like me and the doctor were in completely different cities. what if i lost it for real

[cerealbishh]

"I've recently made a momentous decision. I'm going start a cafe for cats and then I'm going to college for one year. And then after that, I'm going traveling India... and you're all invited!"

🎥: @bikinibottomdayz

[hachiane]

things that are not talked about enough in Love and Deepspace

i'm surprised i haven't found something like this for LADS, so decided to document some interesting things I found while playing. i limited myself to Main Story, Kindled Memories, Moments posts, texts, interactions, (or stuff you can proc while playing) and did not include limited time events or the chibi comics.

(i've definitely missed out on many so feel free to reblog and add your own encounters!)

read part 2!

Sylus and Xavier are big eaters

Rafayel gets seasick, despite being a fish

Sylus got lost in a train station once

Rafayel can hear fish scream

Nobody comments when Sylus polishes a gun in public at a cafe

Xavier and MC lived in the same building for 6 months before they find out

Sylus’s heart rate can reach up to 150 bpm, and he wants MC to sync to it

Nobody recognises Xavier while he’s wearing the Lumiere mask

Rafayel scolds a cat

Rafayel then made MC choose between him and said cat

This happens twice

Sylus goes ice fishing, often with little success

Xavier also goes fishing, often with more success

Nobody comments when the boys show up to the cafe in nothing but bath towels

MC has said that the dual-prong claw reminds her of a really big fork

Rafayel makes you choose between him and a cat printed on a badge

Sylus has implied that his muscles and abs are not real

Rafayel synced his phone to MC’s steps tracker at one point

Sylus also does this

Xavier names every bird that visits his house

Rafayel used a piece of bread as an eraser, then ate it afterwards

Sylus sleeps sitting up

MC loses a fight against 12 crabs

Zayne believes in mythical creatures (or, at the very least, unicorns)

Sylus’s nickname “Lil S”

Rafayel paints with the blood of his slain people sometimes

Xavier found a bird egg in one of his flower pots one day, and wants to boil and eat it

Sylus guides a scared duck back home

This happens twice

“I’m pretty sure there’s bad juju in that custard bread.” is a line Rafayel once said

MC accidentally grows garlic instead of daffodils

Zayne mistook a plastic bag for a white cat

Sylus gets his motorbike stolen

Sylus and MC were spotted on a joyride because they were wearing glow-in-the-dark glasses

Xavier’s Hunter Uniform is popular with kids

Xavier takes a photo using a public telephone

Sylus recommends tequila as a dinner option

The account named rafayel_ridable_fish_dinner

Zayne’s nickname at the cafe “Large 100% Sugar Latte To Go”

Sylus expressed an interest in baseball

MC is a true crime watcher

MC gifts Zayne a jar of air, and he recommends her to get a MRI scan

[scorpiossslut]

OFF-LIMITS. -Rafe Cameron.

Pairing: best friend!rafe x fem!reader

summary: rafe has always been your sweet, loving best friend. until he showed you he’s way more than that.

author’s note: had a cute idea for a fic. hope you’ll enjoy. as always, this is filthy. -xoxo, cherry💋

warnings: possessive!rafe, borderline crazy, obsessive!rafe, mentions of violence, rafe being a perv in secret, mentions of JJ Maybank flirting with reader, choking, face slapping, rough, unprotected p!v, loss of virginity, praising, degradation, breeding kink (baby trapping)

Being Rafe's precious best friend meant that you were always going to get spoiled. Many women wished for the things he was constantly offering you; his undivided attention, his affection, random, huge amounts of money sent to your bank account everytime you'd tell him you had a bad day, or if you wanted to get your nails done, or go shopping, sometimes insisting he'd come along, protection, maybe a little too much of it at times, everything you could ever want.

You were the most important thing in his life, since he never really had much of a relationship with his family, all of them treating him like he was a disease, something to be avoided at all costs, only bringing pain and suffering to those around him, like they'd often tell him. But you never saw him that way, and you hated his family for pushing him away and hurting his feelings like that. You were always there for him, his biggest supporter, the only one who could calm him down when he'd come knocking on your window late at night after having a fight with his father, the one taking care of him and putting a smile on his face. And he loved you for that.

But being Rafe's precious best friend also meant that you were off-limits to everyone else. You knew he had a tendency of being rather... intense, when it comes to you. Shit, everyone knew it, too, always choosing to stay at an arm's length from you in fear of what Rafe might think. Ever since you two were kids, he was always protective of you, and he absolutely hated the idea of sharing you.

As you got older though, it got worse. You couldn't even talk to a boy without him pulling you away immediately, and if you did, he'd always make sure to claim you in some way, wrapping his strong hands around you, or placing his big hand on your ass "innocently", always throwing daggers with his eyes and making sure that whatever asshole was trying to talk to you could see that you were unavailable. That he wasn't playing about you. His pretty princess. He didn't like it when you'd hang out with Topper and Kelce either, but since they were his friends, and they definitely knew not to fuck with him, he let it slide. But only because most of the time, he was with you, never leaving your side and silently taking notes of every time one of them would get a bit too close or be too kind to you for his liking.

You never had a problem with it. Rafe always knew best. That's what he'd always tell you, and you never had a reason not to believe him. He always took care of you. Many people talked and raised eyebrows constantly around you, not believing even for a second that you two were just best friends. There was no way that was all.

To you, it was just white noise. You were so used to Rafe and his behaviour that you didn't bat an eye ever at the closeness between you. He was just Rafey, your beloved best friend.

But little did you know the lengths that he'd go through to make sure you stayed by his side. That you'd remain his. His little bunny, oblivious to the real reason he's always asking to see your phone, hiding his true intentions with the excuse of just “checking for something", or "playing music" or wanting to "take photos" of you, when the real reason was that he was going borderline crazy just thinking about you secretly talking to boys on there.

Oblivious to the real reason his knuckles were violently bruised once in a while, promising you that it was nothing, when in reality, he almost killed a few boys for talking about you or looking at you in a filthy way, or trying to spark a conversation with you.

Clueless about the way he was always watching you, even when you thought he wasn't around. Following you in secrecy, almost everytime you'd leave the house, just to make sure that you were safe and you weren't planning on seeing someone else behind his back.

Completely unaware of the way he'd steal a pair of your panties once a month, sometimes washed, but most of the time used, snatched right out of your laundry basket, just to fulfill his sick, filthy fantasies in the privacy of his room at night, when no one would be awake to hear his moans and your name slipping from his lips as he fisted his impossibly hard cock so fast that he was seeing stars.

He thought it was cute. How you never suspected anything, how blindly you trusted him. And he was fine with you not knowing just how obsessed he was, for a while.

However, his patience was starting to fade. With every pearly smile, every innocent look you threw his way, those short skirts and sundresses you liked to wear that he swore you were wearing on purpose, just to make him go mad. Everytime you'd sit on his lap, or press your cute little ass against him when you'd dance at a party.

Everything was slowly but surely driving him insane, and it was only a matter of time until he was going to finally take what he wanted, what was rightfully his, and only his.

In his mind, the moment you'd find out about his true feelings towards you was going to be romantic, he'd make sure to be careful not to scare you off, he'd make you realize just how much you need him and how much he loved you.

So why did you just have to ruin that, by letting a damn pogue, JJ Maybank of all people, flirt with you? He thought he was going to lose his mind when he'd caught you two on the beach, talking without a care in the world, that stupid pogue scanning your body shamelessly and complimenting your little outfit that was supposed to be for his eyes only. He thought he was smart and fearless, trying to get into your pants like that.

He thought.

Oh, how he hated that you had to make it hard for him and yourself by doing that. He had trusted you, showed you his love, his devotion, for so many years, and there you were, pushing him to do something so reckless that might make you hate him.

But no... he wouldn't have that. He was going to make sure you never looked at another man again, that he would be the only one for you.

Forever.

"My dumb little princess, always so fucking oblivious." He grunted, pounding into your little pussy violently while he gripped your cheeks painfully, making your juicy lips pout. "You don't know what you did to me back there, baby. You're lucky that little shit is still alive after what he tried to pull."

His tone was soft, almost mocking, but you were having trouble processing his words, too messy and too cock drunk to hear anything as you took what he gave you helplessly, your abused cunt swallowing him greedily with each thrust of his hips.

"I told you not to run off by yourself, didn't I? Told you you should only stick by my side. You. Only. Stay. With. Me." He barked, empathizing his words with harsh thrusts, knocking the air out of your lungs and having your back arch off the bed.

"M' sorry, Rafey! I... I didn't mean to, I promise!" You cried out, digging your manicured fingers into his shoulders as you used them for support.

He just chuckled, the sound dark and lacking any amusement. You didn't mean to. Of course you didn't.

"Yeah? Then what the fuck were you smiling at Maybank for, huh?! Letting him look at you, talk to you, when you know that shit pisses me off? You tryna be a whore or something?!" He snapped, grabbing onto the back of your thighs and folding them to your chest, the new angle allowing his cock to stretch you even more and hit your cervix deliciously.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your lips parted with a loud, pornographic moan.

This wasn't the Rafe you were used to. Your soft, caring, loving best friend, and even if you knew of his outbursts, his undeniable issues, he always made sure to keep that side of him away from you, only treating you like a delicate flower, worshiping you with all his heart. Now, he was a completely different person, and maybe you should've hated him for taking everything from you like that, your sweet, precious virginity, but to your surprise, you loved it. And the way your pussy was fluttering around him uncontrollably was a clear sign of that.

"Well shit, would you look at that." Rafe smirked, leaning closer and folding your legs further, the pain adding to the pleasure you were starting to feel at the pits of your stomach. He wrapped his fingers around your slim throat, applying pressure to the sides of your neck and humming in satisfaction at the way your teary eyes widened in shock. "My pretty princess likes being called a whore, huh?"

"R-Rafe! Please, please!" You begged, but you didn't know what for.

"You were just begging for some cock, weren't you? This slutty hole needed a good pounding that bad. What a shame, baby..." He tsked, shaking his head and leaning to peck your trembling lips briefly, before switching up and slapping your cheek, the sharp sound echoing in the room along with the filthy sounds of your skin slapping and your wet pussy squelching around him.

"My dick is the only one this cunt will ever see, understood?!"

You let out a short scream and clenched around him viciously, his words making your head spin.

You were sure you were scratching his back to the point it was almost bleeding, but you couldn't help it, feeling like you were going to pass out with his hand coming back to squeeze your throat and with the way his pace picked up, the bed creaking underneath you like it was going to break with the force of his thrusts.

"Yes! Yes, Rafey!" You managed to say between moans and pathetic whimpers, reaching out and grasping his wrist, your small fingers wrapping around it.

You looked so beautiful to him right now. Unreal. With tears rolling down your soft cheeks, those pretty doe eyes looking up at him submissively, not hiding the way your pupils were blown in pure lust, only for him. Red, swollen lips from his kisses, your carefully applied makeup that was now ruined on your face, an obsessive amount of marks that were going to become flashy bruises, all over your neck and your chest, a clear reminder for you and everyone else that he owned you. The sweet sounds coming from your lips were like music to his ears, the countless nights where he'd imagine how you'd sound like, how you'd feel wrapped around his cock now useless, because nothing could compare to the real thing.

"Sweet angel taking cock so well. 'S like you were made for me, baby... Don't you think so? Look at how greedy this pussy is. Taking me like a pro." He praised, pulling back a little and tilting his head to the side and watching the way he slipped and pushed into you so easily, your slick covering his entire length, a hint of pink around his base, the evidence of your innocence being ripped away from you, now belonging to him.

Letting go of your neck, you finally gasped for air, blinking stupidly at him with your long lashes. But then, he suddenly reached out and grasped your hair, fisting it and yanking your head forward with force, having you watch the way he was stretching you repeatedly.

"Look how good you're taking me. This is all mine. Mine. No one will ever get to see you like this, baby... Gonna make sure of it. You'll never think about another boy ever again. You belong to me, you always have." His lips stretched into a smirk, the look in his eyes possessed as he watched you squirm and whimper, almost unable to keep your eyes open with the tears blocking your sight.

"Say it. Say this pussy belongs to me. You belong to me." He growled, his once blue eyes that were now dark and possessed burning a hole through you, his fingers gripping your hair tighter and pushing your head back. His body pressed against yours as his other hand sneaked its way to your pussy, his thumb pressing against your puffy, sensitive clit and rubbing it back and forth rapidly.

Your thighs were shaking around his waist, and your small body was trashing underneath him as you whined and locked eyes with his.

"It's yours, Rafey! Pussy's yours. I'm yours!"

"Fucking right. You'll never get away from me, even if you tried. I own you. You're never leaving me." He spat, the possessive words only making you squeeze his cock tighter.

It was supposed to be a threat maybe, but in your fucked up state, it was the hottest thing.

You wouldn't be able to live without Rafe anyway, you were so dependent on him, on his attention, his love, that the thought of ever being without him felt wrong.

Then, a sudden thought came to him. How could he make sure that you were never going to escape him? That you were only going to need him, for the rest of your life, just like he needed you. Maybe he could knock you up. Surely you'll never be able to run away if he got you big and swollen with his baby. You'll be his forever. God, only the thought made his body shiver. You'd look even more beautiful this way. Glowing, all because of him. Carrying his heir in that pretty belly of yours. Giving him a family to take care of.

An animalistic growl escaped from deep inside him, and his hips snapped frantically against yours with a newfound purpose now as he smashed his lips with yours, swallowing your whimpers. The kiss was filled with possessiveness as he tried to claim you in every way possible, his tongue slipping into your mouth and tasting you greedily while you tried to keep up with him, every once in a while clashing your teeth together as he rocked your fragile body into the mattress. When he pulled back, a string of your shared saliva connected your lips, and he grinned at you, but in a way that had the hairs on your body stand up.

"Think I know what to do with you, princess. Think I'm gonna get you all knocked up. Yeah. You'd look so pretty like that, you'll be so full of me you won't even be able to walk. And everyone will know, baby... Everyone will know who did that to you. That you're carrying my baby inside of you. Rafe Cameron's baby. My heir."

[transgaysex]

i was super gonna say something when i opened this app but i lost it. wuh

[svtswhorehouse]

DATING SEUNGCHEOL INCLUDES…. — sfw

• sugar daddy or boyfriend? (the answer is both.)

• the definition of a REAL MAN. no one has ever treated you with as much respect or given you as much love as seungcheol has.

• you're his pretty little passenger princess and he's your personal chauffeur.

• mom and dad of the group, duhhhh.

• he would drop anything and everything just to give you his undivided attention, no matter how important it is.

• yes. he would still love you if you were a worm.

• he would definitely give you his bank card without a second thought. it would also be linked to your phone, he insists on you using it always and would throw a fit when you don't.

• you would also give him your card at times and he always takes it without a fight, but would never use it.

• would take you out on dates in which you can dress up pretty and maybe dine at a fancy and EXPENSIVE restaurant. don't be fooled though. he also pays attention to the little things so if you're into books, he's taking you to a library themed restaurant. if you like animals, he's booking a ticket to orlando and ya'll are going to the rainforest cafe or something.

• you would never have to lift a finger ever again.

• he would wash your car, fill it up with gas, and take it to go get serviced without any complaints.

• he would burn down the world for you.

• he always puts you first. if he had to pick between you or the company (if they ever made him choose) he doesn't even need to think, it would be you every time.

�� also your body guard ! any social gathering ya'll attend, he always has his eyes on you no matter how far away you are from him.

• times in which you do drive yourself, ya'll are definitely the type of couple to have life 360 on each other. he would text you saying to slow the fuck down if you're speeding.

• no matter how much you insist he goes to sleep and no matter how late you're getting home — it could be 4 in the morning, he will ALWAYS wait up for you.

• he has the habit of buying you anything you even slightly mention. he also pays close attention to the things you look at when out shopping together and they would show up delivered to your apartment the next day. he would take the heat from you, but still would continue to spend his money on you.

• when you have a bad day, he is already there with open arms ready to give you the biggest bear hug and shield you from the rest of the world.

• whenever you two go out together, he always has a hand on your back to guide you through crowds or just so everyone knows that you're off limits.

• if you ever lose during game nights with friends or really anywhere, he would do the penalties for you!

• he always makes sure you're on the inside when walking near a street.

• if you ever doubt yourself or feel insecure, prepare for a long serious conversation with lots of tears because he WILL NOT be having any of that. no. not when he thinks you're one of the most beautiful, talented, and honorable people he knows.

• you have never felt so safe and secure than when he's around.

• he will constantly be saying "i love you." definitely the type to call you back immediately if you forget to say it and hang up.

• he has a personal agenda out for revenge against anyone who hurts or disrespects you in any type of way.

• he will be your designated driver for not only you BUT your friends as well during girl's night out.

• he may be competitive, but when it comes to you, he would let you win just so he can see a smile on your face.

• says he CAN'T (won't because he's stubborn) fall asleep if he's not cuddling you.

• he becomes the softest most kindhearted person in the world when it comes to you.

• he gets jealous easily, but he trusts you with his whole heart so he doesn't dwell on it for too long.

• when it comes to arguing, no matter if he was in the right or wrong, he is always the first to apologize. definitely the type to get you chocolate, flowers, and ALWAYS gets you a teddy bear after.

• would make you sit on his back when doing pushups or would give you a piggy back ride when he is doing pull-ups !

• he LOVES when you wear his clothes. you would always find his shirts or hoodies on your side of the closet and be like "hmm, how did this get here?" ask your boyfriend.

• rarely ever calls you by your name. always calls you baby or something cute. he also insists that you don't call him seungcheol. he will pout if you do.

• definitely impressed your parents right off the bat. your family absolutely adores him and your parents treat him like a son.

• he would tease you by giving you a hug when he's all sweaty after practice.

• he INSISTS on picking you up EVERYDAY after work.

[mariasont]

Early seasons Spencer’s gf joining the team and quickly realizing just how used to Spencer she is bc the rest of the team’s reactions to him are so different from hers

Cinnamon Sticks - S.R

a/n: obsessed with the idea of baby spencie having a gf who just gets him while he's still an awkward, nerdy little genius! thanks for requesting bestie so sorry it took so long i am the worst LOL

masterlist

pairings: early!seasons!spencer reid x fem!reader

warnings: established relationship, secret relationship, relationship being exposed bc these two are just so in love

wc: 1.7k

Garcia burst into the bullpen like some sort of whirlwind that was painted in neon, her scarf fluttering behind her almost like a cape. She juggled a precariously full cup of coffee, while her phone teetered between ear and shoulder as if testing the limits of human dexterity.

"I swear to all that is holy, if my life doesn't slow down in the next five minutes--"

The sentence derailed as she misjudged her pace, the coffee sloshing dangerously close to the rim of the cup. She stopped abruptly, her arms a flurry of motion, but not quick enough to stop the scalding liquid from spilling over and searing her fingers.

"Oh, fantastic! Just what I needed!" she huffed, waving her hand like it might stop the sting.

She threw herself into the closest chair with a huff, slumping back and fixing the coffee cup with a murderous glare, like this was just another tally in a long line of grievances.

Your eyes darted up from your work, only for a moment, enough to confirm what you already knew. You hadn't been working here long, but it was long enough to recognize the phenomenon that was Garcia: a blur of motion and words, mid-rant before anyone had the chance to catch up. It was like clockwork really.

You risked a glance across the desk at Spencer, who was so absorbed in his notebook it was a wonder he even remembered to breathe. If Garcia's antics registered as white noise to anyone, it was him. But then, almost like he had a radar for being watched, he looked up, catching your gaze.

His eyebrows lifted into a subtle what can you do? expression, and you couldn't help but smile back.

That was the thing about Spencer. He had this uncanny knack for knowing exactly what you were thinking, almost as if he had a cheat sheet for your brain. And maybe he did--like his brain worked three times faster than everyone else's in the room (which, let's face it, it definitely did). But instead of that being intimidating, it was oddly reassuring.

"At this rate, I'm one bad email away from alphabetizing my entire pantry for stress relief."

Spencer's notebook hit the desk, and there it was--the shift. His shoulders drew back, face lighting up--the kind of thing that signaled his mini-lecture was incoming.

"Organizing your pantry is actually a practical stress management technique. By categorizing items, you create a structured environment that reduces decision fatigue. Its why people feel calmer in tidy spaces, it's psychological."

Morgan held up a hand. "Psychological, huh? Sounds like you’re just trying to justify your weird love affair with labels, pretty boy.”

“Don’t forget,” you added absently, flipping a page in your report, “it also saves time when you’re cooking. I think you called it practical efficiency."

The words slipped out without much thought, but as soon as they did, the bullpen stilled. You glanced up, heart sinking as you saw every face turned in your direction.

Morgan’s grin was the first thing you notice--wide and knowing, stretching across his face. He tilted his head, eyes bouncing between you and Spencer like he was putting pieces together in real time.

“Wait a minute,” he said, sitting forward with a gleam in his eye. “Did you just quote him? Like, word for word?”

Your cheeks heated instantly. “What? No. I mean—maybe. I don’t know.”

“Pretty sure you did,” Morgan shot back, smirking. “Man, what else has he been teaching you? You got the periodic table memorized too?”

You rolled your eyes, leaning back in your chair. “Oh, please. If you’ve been around Spencer long enough, you’re bound to pick up a few things. He’s like a walking encyclopedia.”

“Well,” Spencer said, his head tilting slightly as he spoke, “your cinnamon sticks always end up at the back of your pantry. That’s why I figured you might appreciate the idea of organizing by use frequency. Like I said, practical efficiency.”

The moment the words left his mouth, you knew he’d made a tactical error.

Garcia gasped, her eyes lighting up like she’d just been handed the juiciest piece of gossip of her life. 

“Oh. My. God. Spencer Reid, how exactly do you know what the back of her pantry looks like?”

You froze, rooted to the spot as the realization hit you like a cartoon anvil. This was bad.

Spencer’s expression mirrored yours for half a second—wide-eyed panic—but he quickly scrambled for an answer. 

“It’s, um… a logical assumption,” he stammered, his fingers toying with the pen in his hand, a nervous tell he couldn’t quite suppress. “Spices like cinnamon sticks always seem to migrate to the back of the pantry unless there’s an intentional system in place.”

Morgan let out a long, low whistle, rocking back in his chair with enough force to make it creak. His grin was insufferably smug, the kind that practically begged for something to be thrown at him. 

“Nice save. But I don’t think Garcia’s buying it.”

Garcia tapped her chin, clearly enjoying herself far too much. “Oh, no, no, no. This is too good. I mean, logical assumption my fabulous behind! Cinnamon sticks in the back of her pantry? Really? What’s next? A detailed analysis of how she stacks her cereal boxes?”

You laughed, though it sounded more like a bark than anything natural. “You’re all reading way too much into this. Spencer just knows weirdly specific things about, well, everything. That’s kind of his thing, remember?”

“Mmhmm,” Garcia hummed, clearly unconvinced. “Alright, genius, I’ll let it slide this time. But I’m watching you.”

“Please don’t,” Spencer muttered under his breath, earning a round of laughter from the team.

Garcia spent a solid ten minutes in full interrogation mode after that, her eyes narrowing with each and every pointed question she lobbed your way. Morgan, of course, was no help. He leaned back, grinning like a kid with a front-row seat to the circus, his smirk practically screaming that he knew they were this close to striking a nerve.

Spencer and you had been so careful. You'd been dating long before you joined the BAU, but the moment Hotch had called to offer you the position, you both knew you'd have to keep things under wraps. Dating a coworker was one thing; dating Spencer Reid, a genius with an accidentally too-honest mouth, was an entirely different challenge.

You hadn't expected it to be this hard, though. Keeping the secret wasn't the worst part--it was pretending he wasn't the center of your universe every time you walked into the room. It was keeping your hands to yourself when all you wanted to do was smooth out the messy strands of hair that always fell into his eyes. It was biting your tongue when someone interrupted his long-winded tangents because the truth was, you loved hearing him talk.

The hours stretched on, and the bullpen slowly thinned out. Garcia was the first to leave, blowing a kiss to the room. Morgan left soon after, pausing to flash you one last grin before disappearing. Even Prentiss packed up for the night, muttering something about needed an extra shot of espresso tomorrow morning.

"You handled that well."

You looked up from your report to find Spencer by your desk, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other skimming lightly along the edge of the divider. His expression was surprisingly soft, almost bashful, as though he had been waiting to get you alone.

"Handled that well?" you repeated, raising an eyebrow. "You were the one who almost blew it, Spencer. Cinnamon sticks? Really?"

He smiled, lips twitching upward as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Okay, I'll admit that wasn't my most subtle moment. But in my defense, they do end up at the back of most pantries."

You couldn't help but laugh, shaking your head as you leaned back in your chair. 

"We're lucky Garcia got distracted. If she'd pushed any harder..." Your voice drifted into a soft sigh. "That could've been bad."

"That was a close one."

The quiet that followed wasn't uncomfortable, but it felt a little more substantial, if that was the word, filled with that soft ache that always bloomed in your chest when he was near. 

Spencer stepped closer, his hand brushing against the edge of your desk. His body angled toward you, like even when you weren’t touching, he couldn’t help but gravitate toward you.

“You know,” he said, his voice softer now, “I don’t think she actually suspects anything. But we should probably be more careful.”

"Probably," you replied, drawing out the word in a teasing, sing-song tone. “Unless you’d rather keep showing off how ridiculously well you know me.”

His cheeks flushed a soft pink, but he didn’t look away. Instead, that shy, boyish smile—the one that always made you a little breathless—spread across his lips.

"That's going to be hard," he admitted, voice barely above a whisper. "I noticed a lot about you."

The words hit you like they always did--soft enough, but with the force of a thousand butterflies taking flight in your chest. You could feel the flush creeping up to your neck, and you mentally cursed him for how easily he was able to do this to you.

"You're lucky I like you."

His smile widened, and his eyes crinkled at the corners in that way they only came out at specific moments. Like when he successfully performed a card trick for the team or when he stumbled across an original copy of a book at a library sale. 

The same one you'd seen when he talked about his mom on her good days, or when you asked him on a date. 

You leaned forward. "And since I like you, any chance you'd want to kiss me right now?"

"How could I not, with you looking at me like that?"

The angle was clumsy--your chair too low, his frame leaning awkwardly over--but all of that melted away the second his hands found your face. His thumbs brushed soft circles against the place where your cheek met your jaw.

His lips were soft against yours at first, testing, before growing firmer, more sure. The kind of confidence that came with a hundred familiar kisses before. 

Time seemed to slow, or at least for you it did, the rest of the world nonexistent.

The sound of a throat clearing broke the spell, and you jerked back from Spencer, your chair wobbling slightly as you turned toward the sound. You immediately regretted it--your lips felt swollen, your face hot, and there was Prentiss, leaning against the doorframe.

"We were... uh, testing something," you blurted, avidly avoiding eye contact. "You know, like... oxygen exchange! For scientific purposes."

Spencer blinked, then mumbled, "Oxygen exchange? That's the best you got?"

"Shut it," you hissed through gritted teeth, not daring to look at him.

Prentiss arched a brow. "Relax, lovebirds. If this is your idea of scientific research, I'll make sure Garcia doesn't find out. You're welcome."

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[bixels]

In the past, people in the Animal Crossing community would make fun of Tom Nook as a sleazy landlord. Since then, he's really rehabilitated his image as this 'heart of gold' businessman (he's the one who puts bells and furniture in trees for you to find! he adopted orphans! he donates to charity!), but New Horizons genuinely paints the most devious version of him.

He's successfully privatized settler colonialism: you pay HIM to move to a "deserted island" (which apparently the oceans in the AC world are just full of) and start a colony that he is directly invested in. At best he's running a weird vacation package scam (you arrive on the island with no money and in debt for "using his services"). At worst, he's using you to set up company towns. For god's sake, he literally has his own fake currency that he forces you to use to pay off your debt. But don't worry, he's repackaged it in a way that definitely doesn't sound like an MLM scam: the Nook Mileage Program!

You're no longer just his tenant or his temporary part-timer, you're his business lackey. The entire tutorial section of the game has you spending actual weeks running around completing tasks and doing hard labor to set up his colony. You're even tasked with preparing his properties and finding buyers for them. No, you aren't a tenant anymore. You work for the landlord. You are directly responsible for finding tenants for him. And he doesn't even fucking pay you. Not for setting up town hall and museum, or his nephew's shop –– which is the ONLY store on the entire island that sells necessities –– or bringing KK Slider to town, or helping populate his town. Not a single cent. No, actually, you have to pay HIM to BUY infrastructure like bridges and stairs and park benches. And all the while, he's telling you're the "resident representative"; you get to call the shots! That the reward is the community's progress. That what you're doing is in everyone's best interest (but most importantly, his).

Since NH's release, people have done a lot of legwork to say that Tom Nook isn't a capitalist while the game shows him at his very worst. He owns the only general store in town. You're forced to use a phone that he modified and branded as his own. Buy Nook-branded furniture and merchandise at the self-serve kiosk in the town hall, a governmental building! There's no conflict of interest here!

But hey, if you're tired of being the landlord/business mogul's goon, you can also find work as a deluxe resort home designer for a company that also pays you in their special company currency that can only be used to buy their products instead of a real salary! Because that's what the Animal Crossing franchise needs! More vacation homes!!!

[ashstfu]

how i keep my screen time under an hour a day —

i have been getting a lot of messages asking how i manage to keep my screen time to just 54 minutes a day. honestly it wasn’t some overnight miracle, it’s been a conscious effort to shift my focus from the digital world to the beauty of real life. i’ve found that the more i immerse myself in the world around me, the less i feel the need to be glued to my evil phone.

no instagram or tiktok

believe it or not, i’ve been off instagram for five years now and i’ve never ever had a tiktok account. i know that sounds crazy but staying far far away from those apps has been one of the best decisions i’ve made. when i realized that the real world is so much more fulfilling than anything on a screen, something just clicked. why spend time scrolling through someone else’s life when i could be out there truly living mine?

prioritize what really matters

i’m a firm believer in prioritizing things that add value to my life. i use my phone for work, to stay in touch with loved ones and yes, for tumblr and interacting with my beautiful mutuals. but beyond that?? i ask myself “does this add to my life or take away from it?” if it’s the latter, it’s not worth my time.

create a morning & evening ritual

starting and ending my day without my phone has been a game changer for me. in the morning, i let natural light wake me up, stretch, have my coffee, workout and ease into the day without the noise of notifications. at night, i wind down with a book, a movie, or just music & my thoughts.

set boundaries

i’m strict with myself about when and where i use my phone. no screens during meals, no scrolling when i’m with friends or family and definitely no phone after midnight.

embrace real life connections

the connections i make in real life are so much richer than any DM or comment sorry. i focus on cultivating these relationships, spending time with people i love & experiencing things together. it’s fulfilling in a way that no app on my phone can replicate.

find joy in the little things

instead of reaching for my phone out of habit, i’ve learned to find joy in the little things. like the sound of the ocean, the smell of coffee or just sitting in silence. it’s amazing how much more present and content i feel when i’m not constantly looking for the next distraction. in the end, it’s about choosing to engage with the world around me and i honestly wouldn’t have it any other way.

[demonic0angel]

Dead Silent. One of the batfam ask Danny why he’s more clingy than his siblings and Danny just goes “huh??” Cuz he’s probably the LEAST clingy. Dan is Yandere Levels of clingy, Jazz is Ride or Die clingy, Dani is probably Stalker clingy, and don’t even get him started on their parents.

Danny, by comparison, is the normal one and I feel like that should be appreciated so much more.

(This is SO freaking funny and you're so right omg. It got long bc I got excited again lmaooo)

"You... you think I'm... clingy?!" Danny cried in shock, looking around for a camera. Were they serious? Was this actually real?

Duke said with a shrug, "Well... I mean, I always see you around Cass. We're just asking."

"I am literally the least clingy and the most normal out of my siblings."

Jason snorted from where he stood behind Tim's chair. Everyone was listening in but only Damian and Duke had the graciousness to not pretend that they weren't. Even Cass was staring, blinking as she was held in Danny's arms for a cuddle after the patrol.

"Oh yeah? Prove it."

Danny glared at him and pointed to his shadow, which stretched out beneath him from the Batcave's lights.

"One, the only reason she doesn't follow you around everywhere is because Jazz literally has Shadow following you whenever you go out." As he said this, two eyes blinked from within Jason's shadow and then disappeared just as quickly. "Two, she had all of your medical information on a file in her phone! And just information on you, period! Three, just yesterday, she blew up two ships and took down a trafficking ring by herself because she got reports that they put a hit on you! And don't even talk about how normal she is compared to me, because she definitely isn't! You just think she's a normal amount of clingy because the both of you have your brains rotted from romance novels!"

Jason made a face. It was one of great affront, grudging acceptance, and a wistful adoration. Danny couldn't even feel smug for proving him right because the look on his face was just disgusting.

Cass giggled from within his arms.

Dick opened his mouth and Danny pointed at him aggressively, clutching at Cass as he said, "You can't speak either! Dan is literally the most clingy out of all of us! You know what Jazz said?! He literally has abandonment issues and codependency!! Y'know what his name was before we came here?! It's "World Destroyer"! The only reason he hasn't done anything is because he really likes you and wants to spend most of his time watching you and keeping you safe instead of going around and causing destruction!"

Dick blinked. "But he also—"

"Wrong! He uses clones to do stuff while he keeps watch over you, and you're the only reason he has a moral code at all."

Dick made a considering face and then he smiled. "Aww, that's kinda cute. I didn't know he was so clingy."

Danny muttered to Cass, "Are you seeing this bullshit?"

She giggled again and patted at his arms that were wrapped around her neck.

Duke nodded, amusement on his face. "I see your point. But what about Dani? You're definitely clingier than her."

Danny made an error noise. "Nope! The entire Young Justice is codependent and clingy, so it just looks normal. And Dani just follows around Kon and Tim in intervals so you can't see either of them." He also grimaced at Tim, who was still working at the computer. "And Tim is already watching them, aren't you? You three are a bunch of freaks."

Tim looked up with a small smirk, much to Damian's audible disgust. "You got me there. I keep trackers and cameras on all of them. And Dani's usually just invisible."

Danny smiled triumphantly. "Hah! See? I'm the least clingy!"

There were murmurs of agreement and then Duke said, "I don't know, I think all four of you are clingy and weird."

Danny sulked. "No I'm not."

Duke gestured to all of him. "You're literally climbing Cass like a koala."

Okay, so his legs were wrapped around her waist and he was hanging onto her like a sticker, but so what? She didn't mind!

Cass snickered and said, "It's okay. He's light."

"Yeah, I'm light," grumbled Danny as he squeezed her.

Duke and Damian shared a look, as Duke said, "We should get out of here. Thank god these freaks are taken."

"Agreed. Thank goodness we are the most normal."

Now there were cries of outrage throughout the entire cave all over again.