#do Jan 👀👀

[greymouse42]

oh good you saw the character ask meme. let’s start off easy

Mal: 3, 7, 19, 29, 43 5050505050

and bonus Hemlock questions : 5, 35

"let's start off easy" [fear.jpg] (affectionate)

Delta Green (the "everything's horrible and eldritch" TTRPG) OC brainrot beneath the cut (with some bonus BG3 OC questions 💙)

Malachi Maladaptive Coping Mechanisms Steadman

3. Obscure headcanon

Boy Scout. Never got close to eagle scout, but it's related to why he wound up hiking a big chunk of the Appalachian Trail.

7. Age/height/weight headcanon

40yo in 2015

5ft 11in

I genuinely have no idea what's a reasonable weight for his stupid Captain America build. 170?? Idk?

19. Vices/bad habits

Vice: work...

Bad habit: accidentally staring

29. Eating habits

Does not eat at all when stressed; is often stressed. In the same vein: guilty of not considering food at all until he's actively hungry and then even though he's canonically good at cooking he'll just eat a sandwich in the cold light of the fridge at 9pm and call it good.

Does need to eat breakfast and have a coffee in the mornings or he'll be an asshole.

43. 3 favorite foods and 3 they despise

Favs:

He's a simple dude if you give him a good-enough steak he might cry

Pasta with vodka sauce

Pretzels

Despises:

Pickles, especially sweet pickles

Horseradish

Cornbread

50. A memory they’ve blocked out

[redacted :)]

Jokes aside there is... so much. And most of it is stuff I don't know that the Handler can just spring on me at any moment, which is fun/terrifying.

For this question though: I don't think he remembers dropping out of college.

Hemlock

5. Best personality trait

They're very brave. Like, when it matters, they are 'will stand up to a god without flinching' levels of brave.

35. Their idea of a perfect day

Squinting into the sun, walking through a big city; nobody here except their boyfriend knows their name.

[blackthornish]

martin short is a legend!!! his performance in episode 2 of s4 is an emmy tape!!!!! he was brilliant!!and the script for this season is amazing!!! they separated the suspects into two episodes, which I found very interesting!! cuz they didn't interact at all and we can't exclude anyone who has appeared so far…. (SPOILERS IN THE TAGS)

[loudcackles]

LOVED the music video, but that one shot of Jure getting almost crushed and Jan flailing around with the tiny violin did make me giggle a little bit

[offorestsongs]

i. may have spent most of today brainstorming a lilyarrow rapunzel au

[universalcarnival]

Not Susie fucking ready to throw hands for this while Sans is just bing chillin.

[doppelnatur]

@figueroththeinfaethable

poll idea that's too big for tumblr. what are your favorite letters?

[captain-huggy-bear]

Guard Dog

Pairing: Quinn Hughes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Spoilers for the Washington Capitals game (Jan 2025), anger/conflict, derogatory commentary towards Reader

Summary: You are feeling particularly protective of Quinn after the game against the Washington Capitals and run into Dubois.

Notes: I was ready to throw hands at Dubois for purposefully seeking out and trying to hurt Quinn so...

Apologies to Dubois but he's now my arch nemesis and if I was actually dating Quinn I know I'd hold a grudge, sorry, I'm sure you're a great guy but...not today. Reminder that I am writing a fictional version of these people and what I do write is not representative of them in real life. Don't sue me, Dubois, this is fictional you, not real you. 👀

Also I don't think Quinn is generally violent or aggressive but I do think that if he felt someone he loved was being treated in a way that was disrespectful/aggressive, that he wouldn't avoid conflict. Protective boy in my eyes.

Totally happy to take requests/ideas/prompts at the moment in my ask box :)

Writing Masterlist

You wanted to say that you were used to watching how violent hockey could get, especially when that violence was directed at Quinn, but that would be a lie.

Watching as Quinn was practically attacked by Dubois, watching him be targeted had you gasping and jumping to your feet in an instant. The way he knocked Quinn to the ground had your heart thudding in your chest and you'd gotten to your feet instinctively like you could physically go out and defend him, like you had any ability to do something when in reality you were completely helpless, stuck behind glass.

That intense feeling of protectiveness had only increased as Quinn was pulled from the scrum by Dubois again like he was being hunted down, targeted. It grew almost unbearable, a protectiveness mixed with anger, as you watched Quinn try to keep his distance, shoving away from Dubois even as he tried to hold him close, as Quinn tried to protect himself while avoiding roughing himself, only to receive a penalty anyway. That anger grew watching the way Quinn was stuck in the penalty box, the way he was desperate, standing, wanting to get out after his 2 minutes, only to be stuck because play was ongoing for another 3 minutes.

You had never hated a player before. Players had upset you in the past, annoyance at the way they'd dealt with something or how they'd behaved towards Quinn, but you'd never seen someone so determined to hurt your boyfriend. It was that sheer targeting, the way Dubois followed Quinn, gunned for him for no reason, especially given he was still sporting a hand injury, that had you hating him immediately. It had you itching to say something, do something for the entirety of the game. You could barely concentrate on the actual game, too amped.

You couldn't help the way your leg bounced angrily the entire game, the way you bit your lip, the way your mind ran through all the things you'd like to say to Dubois about his behaviour. That feeling didn't disappear as the game ended and you waited outside the locker room for Quinn, if anything it grew from how hard you tried to suppress it. You felt a little like a ticking time bomb.

That anger boiled over the moment you saw Dubois coming down the corridor towards you after the game. Dubois was freshly washed and changed, laughing with his teammate, Roy, like he hadn't been trying to hurt your boyfriend for half the game. You tried to keep your comments to yourself, but couldn't keep the angry glare, the deep scowl, from your features as you leant against the wall, arms crossed. You knew you were giving him the evils, that if looks could kill he'd have died five times over, but you couldn't force your face into neutrality, not when you felt that buzz of anger in your chest. It was dangerous for him to target Quinn like that, it was unfair, it made you wish you were 6ft 8 and built like a brick shit house so at least you could throw a punch in Quinn's honour. Instead you had been absolutely helpless, unable to do anything but watch.

You heard it muttered, whispered, an exchange of 'what's her problem?' and 'that's Hughes' girl...', that had you almost vibrating with anger. Dubois should have left you well enough alone, should have read the room and let you cool down. He shouldn't have assumed he could mess with you in that moment. But, since when have hockey players ever missed a chance to chirp?

You watch him stride up to you, a glint in his eyes that spelled trouble and only served to push more adrenaline through your body.

"You got a problem with me?"

"Walk away." Your voice is clipped, short, an attempt to maintain a sense of decorum, to control your anger because the last thing you want is to embarrass Quinn by getting into a fight with a rival hockey player on the same night his team lost a game. The last thing you want to do is make matters worse and in the words of Marie from Aristocats 'ladies don't start fights'.

"Or what? You going to cry cause I grabbed your little boyfriend?" His sneer reminds you of every bully you've ever known your entire life. Brutish, stupid, and with a deep desire for power and control, the sort of desire that causes them to be nasty, be mean, to try to hurt people because it shows that they can. It only makes it harder for you to control your feelings, nails digging into the palms of your hands as you clench your fists tight, like that will help keep you back.

"I'm telling you to walk away because I will not be responsible for what I say or do if you don't. Walk away." It was probably comical to him, the way you stepped forward and squared off with him, a man well over 6ft tall. You were relatively small in comparison. It didn't matter to you though, all that mattered was the fact he'd gunned for Quinn, for your lovely, kind boyfriend who avoided fights at all costs and tried to always be a reasonable, decent player. Your boyfriend who tried to play clean. Your boyfriend who was still injured. Your boyfriend who was under an insane amount of pressure right now. Your boyfriend who had only just come back off of rest for his injury.

"You've got some balls on you, lady, more than Hughes does at any rate."

You're certain your eye twitches, certain you're one bite away from causes your bottom lip to bleed. Certain that you've dug half moon circles into your palms. Certain that murder doesn't seem quite that bad of a crime right now and that you could survive prison.

"Walk. Away. Now."

"So you're the man in your relationship, huh? Is Hughes your pretty princess?" It's the hateful, misogynistic attempt to demean Quinn that causes you to snap. It's his refusal to just walk away, the goading, the pushing, the way he steps closer into your personal space, leers over you in an attempt to intimidate you with his size that finally does it. But, he doesn't seem to realise that you're too angry to be intimidated, you're not really thinking about yourself, about the situation, about the fact he's twice your size. So it doesn't matter that he could break you if he wanted to. It doesn't matter that he should be scary. He's not in that moment, because you're simply too angry, vibrating with rage.

"You're a vile, disgusting human being,y'know that? He's still injured, you fucking knew that and fucking went for him? What the fuck did he do to you? You trip him, you gun for him, you then try to pull him from the scrum?! What the fuck is wrong with you?" You could each infraction off on your fingers as you move into his space and push the two of you further into the centre of the corridor.

Maybe it's how loud you are or maybe it was just good timing, but Quinn and Boeser step out of the locker room just in time to see you yelling in Dubois' face, to see the grin on his lips like he's enjoying it. It's honest to god fear, mixed with a protectiveness that he always feels for you, that has Quinn practically sprinting the short distance to you.

He's pretty sure you don't realise you're shaking with anger or how close you've gotten to Dubois, practically nose to nose, leaning up while he leans down, until his arms are wrapping around you and pulling you back against his chest. Even in his arms you're shaking with adrenaline, eyes fixated on Dubois like a look is enough to put him in the ground.

Dubois' eyes shift to him, and Quinn can't help the set of his own features, the stern glare that he directs to the other man even as he's smirking back at him. If anything the way he seems to be enjoying this makes Quinn's expression sterner.

"Keep your little plaything on a fucking leash, Hughes." The grin Dubois sends his way is toothy, predatory, the sort of grin that tells Quinn he knows what he's saying and he knows what reaction it'll get. It doesn't stop Quinn's shoulders from tensing, it doesn't stop the tightness in his chest and it certainly doesn't make it easier for him to keep his usually cool head.

"What did you just say?" It's almost whispered, low, quiet, and it makes you stop shaking in Quinn's arms because there's something deadly about it, something that tells you not to push him right now even when you're not the one it's directed at. Something that makes you still in surprise.

"I said keep your little plaything on a fucking leash."

There's a prolonged pause, one in which Quinn looks back behind him, eyes finding Boeser, a silent sort of conversation happening between them, an agreement reached.

"Brock?"

"I got her." The blonde man steps forward as Quinn turns you in his arms and pushes you gently to Brock, Boeser pulling you into his own arms and away from the other two men.

"Quinn?" You're not sure what's happening other than the fact that the fear is starting to set in. All that anger, the adrenaline that had kept you so focused on Dubois, had started to fade. It left behind a shaky sort of anxiety, as reality hit you, that this was not just a simple argument anymore.

You gasp and move back into Boeser as you watch Quinn turn back to Dubois and just as suddenly grab him by the collar of his suit jacket, slamming him back against the wall. While Quinn is shorter, he's certainly not small or weak by any stretch of the imagination and Dubois doesn't expect it as he's shoved full body into the wall behind him, his feet struggling to keep up with the harsh movement backwards.

Quinn is nose to nose with him, glaring up at him with a look you can only describe as murderous, "You ever talk about her like that again and I will break your fucking nose. You don't ever talk to her or about her like that. Do you hear me?" The interesting thing about it, is how Quinn doesn't have to yell. In fact, his voice low, but it's the edge to it, the way it feels sharp enough to cut that makes his feelings clear.

"Oh? Now you think you're a big man, what you gonna do with that hand of yours?" Dubois' eyes shift to the brace on Quinn's left hand, the one that you can see trembling under it's own grip. It upsets you, that he's hurting himself for you, that you started this, as much as part of you preens under his protection.

"My right hand is just fine, Dubois. Yours won't be if you don't back the fuck down." Maybe it's the way Quinn's eyes narrow. Maybe it's the way his teeth grind together. Maybe it's the way he shoves Dubois even harder into the wall or maybe it's something else entirely, but something seems to make Dubois realise that Quinn is serious. That Quinn has every intention of fighting for you if he has to, if the disrespect is not corrected, if Dubois doesn't back down.

Maybe Dubois simply doesn't care enough or maybe he's intimidated by Quinn because he mutters, "Whatever...", hands shoving Quinn's away from his collar, one last glare exchanged before he and Roy walk away, whispering the entire time.

You're practically shaking in Brock's arms, Brock who releases you gently once Dubois and Roy walk away, Brock who backs away to the locker room with one last look to Quinn, leaving the two of you by yourselves.

Quinn's shoulders drop, relax as he watches the two men turn the corner and disappear out of sight, before green eyes shift to you, features softening into something affectionate and gentle. A stark contrast with his expression mere moments before.

He's the one who reaches for you, stepping until he's in your personal space, hands resting on the sides of your face like he thinks you might physically be hurt.

"You okay?" His voice is soft, sweet, as his thumbs brush your cheeks, green eyes darting over your features, trying to assess how you are and if he needs to chase after Dubois and teach him a lesson or two.

Quinn will openly admit he's not a fighter nor does he want to be, but the strong surge of protectiveness in him overrides his usual aversion to violence. He'd fight anyone for you, if it meant you were respected, protected, safe. He doesn't care that Dubois gunned for him out on the ice, all he cares about is the way he got into your face out in the corridor.

"Am I okay? Are you okay? He almost took you out on the ice!" Even as you say it your voice is shaky. Quinn knows you better than he knows most people, he can hear that shake a mile off, knows that that shake is a sign you're not okay, that that shake usually comes before a break.

It's why he doesn't answer you, it's why he pulls you fully into his arms, wrapping them around you until you're chest to chest.

So he asks again, "Baby, are you okay?" Only to feel the way your body starts to shake aggressively in his arms, like your body has just caught up to the situation, like the adrenaline has fully left your system, leaving only the after effects.

His voice is soft as he mutters to you, "Oh, you really worked off instinct, huh? Just now realising you nearly fought a 6ft 2 hockey player for me?" Quinn's quick to pull you tighter against him, a full body crush, rocking you side to side as his cheek presses into your hair. His hands rub up and down your back, attempting to sooth you as the reality of it all fully kicks. As you realise how stupid it was of you to do that, how scary the situation actually was, how you should have just walked away.

"Fuck...did I just really do that?" Your voice is shaky, almost wet, like you might start crying.

"Uh huh...yeah, you did, baby." His voice is almost amused, sympathetic, now the worst of it is over Quinn can't help but find your actions endearing. The way that you, of all people, decided you'd go toe to toe with a massive hockey player on his behalf.

"Fuck." You press your forehead against his chest, letting out a shaky breath as he rocks you from side to side. You don't regret it, not really. You'd defend Quinn to the death, you love him and that meant protecting him, just like he'd protect you. But, you have to admit, it wasn't perhaps your smartest idea or your finest moment.

"It was kind of hot, baby, but please don't do that again. I nearly had a heart attack seeing you nose to nose with him." Quinn's actually certain his heart stopped when he walked out of the locker room. You'd seemed so...fragile in comparison to Dubois and while he knew you, knew you weren't weak, it had scared him. The idea of you getting hurt was one of his nightmares, even more so you getting hurt because of him.

You pull back as far as he'll let you which really isn't very far, tilting your head back to look at him, "You nearly fought him for me..." your voice is almost disbelieving like you can't understand why he'd step in like that for you, his girlfriend.

"Yeah, I did.." Quinn's smile is soft, loving, eyes crinkling at the corners as you practically gape at him.

"But you don't fight." You look so confused that it almost breaks his heart because who taught you that you were unworthy of protection, who taught you that the people who love you wouldn't step in when needed?

"I'd fight for you. Any day. Any week. Any time. I'll always fight for you, baby. You're my girl." He says it like it's just a fact of life. Like 2 +2 = 4 or that water is wet. He says it like it is the most natural thing to exist.

"But...you don't like to fight." He hates fighting, you know because whenever he gets in one on the ice or has to break one up, he complains when he gets home. You know because everything about Quinn is gentle and soft, always slow to anger and quick to find a diplomatic solution.

"Yeah, I know." Quinn smiles at you amused, "But I love you and if the choice is between protecting you or not fighting, I'm always going to pick you. That's what you do when you love someone. You'd protect me, right?"

"Of course." You don't even hesitate because it's like breathing, that instinct to look after him because you love him because he's your person.

"Then there's your answer, sweet girl" He watches the way you nod like it is starting click, like it makes sense. His hands brush cross your shoulders, tugging you into his side, twisting so his arm is slung over your shoulders. Your shaking has long since stopped and whatever anger both of you felt has since faded under the sweetness of realising you're both loved, both protected.

"You wanna go back to the hotel? Enough excitement for one night, huh?"

"Mmm, yeah...You're okay though, right? Your hand?" You shift under his arm, eyes looking to his left hand and the brace there, watch the way he flexes his fingers as if to remind himself he can.

"I'm okay, baby, especially knowing I have you to fight my battles for me." Quinn kisses the crown of your head, the scent of your shampoo filling his nose as he pulls you tighter to his side.

In that moment the hotel room sounds great, home would sound even better, but you think home might actually just be Quinn and wherever he is.

[greymouse42]

okay but what dnd class is Mal if not a Paladin?

.... Okay okay okay. Like. I see the Oath of the Crown Paladin allegations, I see them. I am not even contesting them.

However, may I propose: Fey Wanderer Ranger

[povlnfour]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ STUDY BREAK (OP81)

pairing: oscar piastri x f!student!reader

summary: oscar piastri is a formula 1 driver. y/n is an international relations student. her friends find her relationship pretty hard to believe. especially when she can’t tell them any details for you know… nda reasons.

warnings: main characters friends can be jackasses. mentions of international relations for any of my fellow bach survivors who shiver at the mention of the course

* faceclaim: scarlett leithold (but please imagine her as you see fit!)

yourusername just posted a photo *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername summer break you were fab

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yourbsf wow you took international relations literally huh

yourusername call it research

friend1 IS THAT A PRIVATE JET? IS UR DAD RICH RICH?

friend2 girlie where are you getting all this money from i know uni debt is killing you like the rest of us

yourusername rich boyf perks😙

friend2 this ‘boyf’ who we conveniently haven’t met?🤔

oscarpiastri just posted a photo *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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oscarpiastri good company, good racing🤙🏻

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user luv u oscar

user YOU’LL COME BACK EVEN STRONGER KING

user you seemed so happy today :’)

user ppl are saying he had a girl w him👀

yourusername cutie

friend2 your boyfriend seeing you comment on random celebs posts…🤭

texts with oscar *ੈ✩‧₊˚

yourusername just posted a photo *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername term 1 you’ve been cute

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friend3 can’t believe ur not in lectures next week bc ur off to go watch cars go vroom vroom 🙄

yourusername gotta support my boy what do you want from me

friend3 sure jan

yourbsf first pic is HOT send it to me rn

friend1 tagged but not pictured… just like ur boyfriend

yourusername just posted stories *ੈ✩‧₊˚

oscarpiastri just posted a photo *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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oscarpiastri race✔️ time to explore⏳

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landonorris oscar has rizz?

user your captions say so little yet so much

user HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND????

friend1 @/yourusername ur heart must be breaking

yourusername ????

friend1 he’s got a girllllll

user lando speaks for us all HUH

your group chat *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername bit of fun before back to reality :)

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yourbsf look cute who’s your photographer

yourusername os🥰

friend3 girl is the shirt meant to prove something

friend1 i am saying nothing other than ur cute (and delusional)

texts with your best friend *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername does it count as a date if it’s his full time job?

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friend1 girl… this may be going too far

yourusername literally what do you want from me ????

yourbsf i’m happy to be your third wheel as long as i get maid of honour duties

friend2 don’t encourAGE HER

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yourbsf ode to my best friend and her boyfriend (ft. me) who are sickeningly adorable but cause me more stress than is worth it

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yourusername WHEN DID YOU TAKE THESE

yourbsf WHEN YOU WERE BEING ALL GROSS

yourusername also the pic of us is so cute🥹

yourbsf you weren’t kidding when you said the boy is a good photographer

your group chat ੈ✩‧₊˚

texts with oscar ੈ✩‧₊˚

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yourusername more from summer because i miss italy and i miss being trackside

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friend3 this was a weak attempt to convince us

friend1 bby… just confess it’s okay

oscarpiastri pretty girl

liked by yourusername

friend2 oh

friend1 huh. interesting

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oscarpiastri just posted a photo ੈ✩‧₊˚

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oscarpiastri graduation party or a chance to show off to her friends that i actually exist? who knows. proud of you baby🧡

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user mr piastri i must confess my love for ur girlfriend

friend3 i humbly accept that i was wrong

yourbsf wish i could have taken a photo of their faces when you walked in lmao

user i love her already LOOK AT THAT SMILE

yourusername i lurv uuuuu

landonorris gross go back to being a secret

yourusername gonna make out w him in front of you

landonorris I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N. OSCAR CONTROL YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

oscarpiastri i’ll keep her feisty thanks

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yourusername a hot boyfriend who exists✔️ a degree✔️ a killer ass✔️

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oscarpiastri fun fact the last part is only one of my favourite things abt you

yourusername aw you’re so romantic os

oscarpiastri nothing but the best for you

friend1 i can’t believe he exists

friend2 i can’t believe oscar piastri spoke to us

yourusername said with all the love in the world, SUCK MY DICK

user i’ve only just been introduced to this friend group and i already love them

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a/n: first oscar post EEEE

this was meant to be a lando one shot first but author is: in hospital, so i hope this is okay for now😭

taglist (found HERE): @iluvvmeeee @champagnelovers101 @alessioayla @idkiwantchocolatee @skatingiswalkingincursive @six-call @he6rtshaker @hobiismyhopeu @tallrock35 @sunflower-golden-vol6 @woozarts @minkyungseokie @vellicora @tsukishitm-a @lucyysthings

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

Zostaliśmy nakarmieni

Julia ma kota!!! Na początku myślałam że to może Behemot, ale uwielbiam Jara (jej zachowana konwencja <3) Córka Rzeckiego wychowana przez Szumana i kontynuująca zainteresowania Geista - Julcia mogłaby sama wypełnić ze trzy przynajmniej role w swojej historii

Zefir i Bella są mega słodcy <3 (Zefir wygląda na niezłe ziółko, myślę że dogadałby się z Hipolitą)

Roch!!! Jestem ciekawa czy przy swoich eksperymentach czasem współpracuje z Julią i jak się dogadują. Ale jeśli odziedziczył po ojcu fantazję, to na pewno swoimi odkryciami jeszcze nas wszystkich zadziwi (chyba że wcześniej go dogoni zemsta BHP)

Po latach wracam do żywych, by sypnąć okruchy ludziom łaknącym więcej kontekstu i kontentu do Liceum Non Omnis Moriar

1) Julia Rzecka, jej kot Jar i zasłużony odpoczynek po licznych eksperymentach (zamianę substancji w złoto opanowała, teraz próbuje opracować, jak zmieniać je w metal lżejszy od powietrza)

2) Bella i Zefir bez jakiegoś konkretnego kontekstu. Po prostu chciałam ich narysować razem :-]

3 i 4) COOO CZYŻBY NOWA POSTAĆ?!

Tak, @nightydraws ... twoje prośby zostały wysłuchane i stworzyłam potomka Zagłoby. Napiszę o nim więcej w przyszłości, ale póki co dam takie ciekawostki:

-Roch Zagłoba został nazwany tak, by kontynuować tradycję, której Roch Kowalski sam nie mógł z racji tego, że miał córkę a nie syna (tak, to była ta legendarna Rachela, o której raz wspomniałam).

-Mimo częstego lekceważenia zasad bhp podczas tworzenia i testowania swoich wynalazków jakimś cudem ze wszystkiego wychodzi cało, co go tylko utwierdza w przekonaniu o własnej epickości i niezniszczalności (ku niezadowoleniu Racheli, która prawie dostaje zawału za każdym razem, kiedy on nie podwija rękawów i trzyma je ciut za blisko ognia)

[herblinz]

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I’m running the giveaway from today to Lunar New Year’s eve 28th Jan., and winner will be chosen randomly & announced here and on my Instagram (follow me if you use it too (✿◡‿◡) I have limited braincells to sh@tpost on one platform regularly and recently it’s been Instagram). Ofc a good way to stay connected is to grab a place on my Patreon. Join for free is super welcomed too:3 You can get my Procreate brushes there 🎨 Plus cat pictures (=ↀωↀ=)

P.S. Super soft announcement 👀 I’m opening the option for a sticker club on Patreon for only $12 👀 This month is Zabro and Mac Miller 👀 International mail pals welcome 👀

Update: thank you, everyone who joined me on this little game ^^ The raffle ended today with winner going to a lovely sideshow figure photography account on instagram (more deds in my reblog with picture). I’m leaving this for another day see if anyone else pops up with bombad comments, might send them a snail mail with stickers;)

[cyberstudious]

2025, week 2 (jan 6th - jan 12th) ☃️

This week felt much smoother than last week. All the holidays are done, I'm back in a routine, and I'm generally feeling pretty good. I started a new project at work & it's going well so far. I've been using pomodoro timers for forever, but I've learned that putting on a study with me video is helpful in keeping me focused. The hardest part is getting started, but once I get going, I can do like three solid 50-minute pomodoro sessions and get a lot done.

One of my next tasks for work-related training is to get the NVIDIA AI Infrastructure & Operations certification. The course is less than 10 hours of material, so my goal is to get it done by the end of February. I'm hoping that the course material is more actual technical content and less NVIDIA marketing material, but we'll see. I put together a study schedule and I shall attempt to stick to it 😅

For my language learning goals, I want to start by focusing on grammar. I struggle with Dutch word order a lot, so I need to just sit down and formally learn the rules. With Spanish, I've forgotten most of the formal rules but I remember enough to put sentences together based on vibes, which is… not ideal lol. I studied pretty casually this week. The planner I ordered to use as a language study planner is supposed to arrive tomorrow (👀) so I'm excited to really start getting back into language learning.

accomplishments this week:

I finished the Google Generative AI for Developers course (my overall impression of the course is meh, I'm glad to be done with it)

I had my biannual review at work and it went smoothly ("biannual review" sounds fancy, it's basically just a chat with my manager lol)

I reached 6.5k words in my current WIP

I reviewed the first chapter of the Dutch grammar book I'm using

I did a quick review of basic Spanish grammar

highlights from the week:

taking a walk through a nearby nature trail & looking at all the little snowmen that people built

thrifting with my partner & getting dinner at our favorite taco place

listening to spotify's acid jazz playlist a lot

watching some episodes of game changer that I hadn't seen before

[madrabit]

I'm sorry, you literally always black out while writing and don't remember what you write 😂😂 But I would've accepted you going crazy about my one paragraph lol

Happy to announce that in the spirit (👻) of kinky spooky month approaching I’m apparently now losing my last functioning braincells and wrote a whopping 762 words in a kinktober fic @madrabit and I are working on and I cannot remember writing even a single one?!?!?

So yeah anyway, if we manage to get anything done (on time) this’ll be … fun

[tinydeskwriter]

LOVE HOLD| ⟮private⟯

lando norris x wolff!reader | f1 grid x wolff!reader (mostly)platonic

A/n: just a little peak at y/n private ig account...

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noty/n.wolff it all started when my mom met my dad, they fell in love, and they had me! hi, i'm ryan... dude, those are my parents, I came from them, talk about winner genes...

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alex_albon you did not inherit they height though...

↳noty/n.wolff your opinion is irrelevant...

↳charlesleclerc midget😊

↳noty/n.wolff i going over there to cry on my many grand slam trophies from my many wins, comforted in the fact that I'm still number one in the world, not that you guys know what this feel like...

↳charlesleclerc uncalled for...

↳noty/n.wolff don't come for my height and I won't come for your lack of wins🙂

↳landonorris ankle biter

↳noty/n.wolff i am going to ignore you

Aug 12th 2022

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noty/n.wolff men ain't shit, like the goddess cher once siad, man are like dessert, you don't need them... stick to your girls (+benny)

btw pierregasly, thank u for introducing me to kika, i think i am keeping her😘

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francisca.cgomes you can keep me😍

↳pierre gasly wait a minute...

↳noty/n.wolff💍alexa play boyfriend by dove cameron

Oct 30th 2022

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noty/n.wolff go shawty, it's your birthday, we gon' party like it's your birthday... congrats landito! you manage to survive for 23 years, and i am so proud of you! there were a few close calls(at least a few that i witnessed) but you made it! i hope you feel blessed and special, not everyone gets a appreciation post from yours truly🤍

jokes aside...happy birthday lan, i wish you a world of happiness, because you deserve it, thank u for making my life happier by being in it 🤍 we have been in each others lives for nearly fifteen years now, here to more fifteen, i hope you know, through thick and thin, i will always be by your side 🤍😘

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lilymhe I love the third photo, who took it??

↳francisca.cgomes I thought the same when I saw the fourth photo

↳noty/n.wolff 😘

alex_albon just friends, she says

↳georgerussell63 the best of friends, she says

↳alex_albon we are being ignored

↳georgerussell63 I noticed

landonorris❤️❤️❤️

↳noty/n.wolff 🤍🤍🤍

Nov 13th 2022

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noty/n.wolff last trip of the year before going home for christmas, touring with local carlossainz55, Madrid may have become one of my favorite cities in the world, thank you the Sainz family for welcoming me and for the 5⭐hospitality, congrats on the newlyweds, beautiful wedding a wish you guys a long and happy life together🤍

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carlossainz55 come back whenever you want

Dec 9th 2022

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noty/n.wolff Merry Christmas folks🤍

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Dec 25th 2022

noty/n.wolff half a century + 1 looks good on you🤍 the man who always encouraged me to follow my dreams and do twice as much to make them come true, who never let me give up, and who, even though he couldn't physically be present, never lost any of my matches. #1 dad in the world, best team principal in F1, a example to be followed, I honestly could not wish for a better father.

love u daddy. happy birthday🤍

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susie_wolff you made him emotional

elizaabrams girl sometimes I forget that your dad is the king of dilfs...

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noty/n.wolff 👀

Jan 12th 2023

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[tinymehilainen]

this is mostly just cracky, but under the cut for being slightly NSFW. text message format, not explicit.

[23:55] My Bojan: hello sexy man

[23:57] Jerč: hi bojan 😍

[23:58] My Bojan: what r u doign

[23:58] Jerč: watching tv i miss many episodes of salkkarit this week

[23:59] My Bojan: okay okay can u send me pics

[23:59] Jerč: my bojan are you drunk 🤭🤭🤭

[00:00] My Bojan: mabye

[00:01] My Bojan: pics? 👀👀👀

[00:02] Jerč: [photo]

[00:02] My Bojan: fukc yes

[00:02] My Bojan: ur so fuking hot

[00:03] Jerč: you want more? 👀🤭🤫

[00:03] My Bojan: YES

[00:04] Jerč: [photo]

[00:04] My Bojan: damn

[00:05] My Bojan: so good

[00:05] My Bojan: so fucking good

[00:06] My Bojan: can u take ur cloths off plaes

[00:06] My Bojan: can i see

[00:07] Jerč: what you want see?

[00:07] My Bojan: everthing jere

[00:08] Jerč: this?

[00:08] Jerč: [photo]

[00:09] My Bojan: yeS tits in

[00:09] My Bojan: my mouth plase

[00:10] Jerč: and this?

[00:10] Jerč: [photo]

[00:11] My Bojan: ohh almomst hard

[00:11] My Bojan: also mouth pleas

[00:12] My Bojan: please

[00:12] Jerč: what about this?

[00:12] Jerč: [photo]

[00:13] My Bojan: dinner for me

[00:13] My Bojan: all night i eat

[00:14] My Bojan: so soft i '?m gonna bite

[00:14] Jerč: ouch

[00:15] My Bojan: you like

[00:15] Jerč: maybe 🤫🤫

[00:16] My Bojan: bite

[00:16] My Bojan: bite

[00:16] My Bojan: bite

[00:17] Jerč: don't bite my whole ass away

[00:17] My Bojan: 🤯

[00:17] My Bojan: dotn worry i m not eatibg away. i dont swallow.

[00:18] Jerč: hmm i think you do.. 😈😈

[00:18] My Bojan: no i m not eating ur ass away and swallow it?? i need it tomrow too

[00:19] Jerč: silly bojan

[00:19] Jerč: something else for you swallow.. 👀🤭🤫

[00:19] My Bojan: oh

[00:21] My Bojan: OH

[00:21] My Bojan: YES

[00:21] My Bojan: show again?

[00:22] Jerč: [photo]

[00:22] My Bojan: fuking thrsty i drink it

[00:23] My Bojan: dinner and drink for me

[00:23] Jerč: where are you?

[00:23] My Bojan: in jan

[00:24] Jerč: what?!!!

[00:24] My Bojan: jan house

[00:24] Jerč: all the joker boys there?

[00:25] My Bojan: ye a other room

[00:25] My Bojan: they know im texting u 🤭 i thnk they kno

[00:25] Jerč: i stop?

[00:30] Jerč: Bojan?

[00:35] My Bojan: they put me in bed

[00:36] My Bojan: they said i cnt stay in jans bathroom for 30 minutes to sext

[00:36] My Bojan: i tjink i can adn they r jelous

[00:37] My Bojan: call now?

[00:37] Jerč: maybe not good idea when you are drunk in jans bed

[00:38] My Bojan: more pics?

[00:38] Jerč: i think you sleep now

[00:38] My Bojan: jere plas

[00:39] Jerč: i come see you in dream?

[00:39] My Bojan: u can do that¿?!

[00:39] Jerč: yes when you are sleeping

[00:39] My Bojan: i will

[00:40] My Bojan: be naked in dream ok

[00:40] Jerč: okei

[00:40] My Bojan: see u soon

[00:41] Jerč: sleep well my love ❤️❤️❤️

[cheolaholic]

SNEAK PEEK 👀 RoL (13)

a/n; small little peek of the upcoming chapter !! read it now on my patreon, or you can wait til 25th Jan 2025 KST for it to be released here & ao3 ~ ヾ(•ω•`)o

“Let’s head to a nightclub!” Mingyu announces loudly, holding up a coke can with his puppy grin.

“Are all models party animals?” you sighed, linking your arm around Seungcheol as a method of testing the waters as the group walks down the fashion district. The older man chuckles, “If you think Gyu’s a party animal, wait till you see the others.” The tip of his ears flush a shade of red, but he doesn’t pull back. In fact, he moves just a little closer by your side.

“Others? As in you lot?” Aki asks, a sly smile on her face when Seungcheol glares at her.

“No, pipsqueak,” he retorts, “Others as in the other models. Gyu can be considered… tame, besides his drinking. At least he isn’t doing crack.”

“I think you’re forgetting his sex life,” you reminded, cringing internally as you think back to the times they’d just casually drop the intercourses the model was involved in. “Is he… y’know, at least clean?”

“Can y’all not discuss my sex life, please?” Mingyu groans, turning his head back with a small frown. You coo out an apology, failing to see Seungcheol’s jealous stare when you reach out to pinch at the giant’s cheeks. Mingyu laughs nervously, removing your hand immediately as he responds that he is clean, adding on that he goes for monthly screenings.

“I also use condoms. Some… models are a bit insane, trying to get knocked up and I, uh… I still want to be free, y’know?”

Wonwoo scoffs, “Just say you have commitment issues.”

Mingyu looks offended, retaliating by saying he just hasn't found the right girl. He also fires back at Wonwoo, questioning him about not committing to a girl and only sleeping around just like him. The streamer shrugs, admitting that he too, has not found a girl that makes him want to have a committed relationship.

“Anyways, nightclub, tonight, yes?” the model repeats, showing off his canines with his puppy-like grin as he holds up his phone, “I got us a table at THE27CLUB!” Seungcheol leans down to whisper into your ear, “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to, pup. I know how you have a distaste for nightclubs and loud environments.” He chuckles when you look up at him, eyes filled with curiosity and determination. “Never been to one?” “I mean, I went to one in Gangnam.”

Seungcheol raises an eyebrow, “You went to one?”

It was for one of your group mates' birthday party. They gave out the invite to almost everyone they crossed paths with, and since you were involved in a group assignment with them, you were handed an invite.

“I took an Uber after two hours of being in there. Not really… my kind of environment.”

Another chuckle leaves him, “And, you want to try going to one in Kabukicho? Known as the Red Light District?”

“It can’t be that bad, right..?”

“So long as you promise me you’ll stick by me and to keep a close eye on your drinks, okay?”

“I promise, Cheollie.”