#fighting for my life in finals week fr

[kosmicprlz]

ang bawat piyesa na bumubuo sa iyo // every piece that makes you

[kc-rising]

I Need Help

Hey folks, serious post. I've mentioned what's going on with me a couple times but never really went into much detail; I've been having severe pain in my left side for over 3 months now. Doctors can't figure out what's causing it, no X-rays, CT scans, ultrasounds, or blood work show anything. I've seen multiple specialists and gotten no answers. I finally got one of them to send me to physical therapy which I started last week.

My co-pay for specialists is very high and my physical therapy counts as specialist visits according to my shit insurance.

I'm going to be out $600 in the next few weeks because of this. I'm already out more than $500 because of the previous doctor visits and imaging done. So that's over $1100. And this is assuming the PT fixes me. I hope it does, I'm so tired of dealing with this. More bills are still coming in as well so who knows how much I actually owe...

I really hate asking for real life money, especially right now with all the Palestinian gfms going around, but I'm struggling, my job pays like shit (in the US? shocking I know /s) and I haven't been able to work a full shift for the 3 months this has been going on. All of this is excluding my normal medical costs for unrelated issues, which are expensive enough as it is.

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[rose24207]

Unseen tears

Summary: A mother struggles with emotional isolation and her distant family until her husband finally steps in to confront their children and begin mending their fractured bonds.

Genre: Mafia!Dad!Lando, angst, (fluff)

TW: Mafia

A/N: Amelia is 15 and Jacob is 13 and basically everyone is being a bitch… yeah anyways. English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy it though! Requests are open and welcome (fr request something pls (I sound like a desperate ex))

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The large estate was filled with the sound of clinking glasses and soft chatter. It was the kind of evening where everything seemed in its place—elegant, calm, and polished.

But beneath the surface of the pristine home, the tension was palpable. You had hoped it wouldn’t last, that the rift between you and the kids would heal over time, but you could feel it worsening.

Every day, it was becoming harder to put on a smile and pretend like everything was okay.

Amelia and Jacob, once so close to you, had become distant, angry. They were growing up, yes, but the way they acted now—so dismissive, so cold—was not the way you had imagined it. They were becoming more and more like strangers, and it hurt, deep down.

But what hurt even more was the silence that had come between you and Lando.

Despite everything going on, he hadn’t noticed. He couldn’t see it—the way you cried yourself to sleep every night, the constant knot in your stomach, the ache that lingered from the words they threw at you.

To him, the house was running smoothly, business as usual. He didn’t know the weight you carried every day.

"Mom, you're being ridiculous," Amelia had snapped at you earlier that afternoon. Her voice, normally filled with playful sarcasm, was now laced with anger. "Why do you always act like everything’s falling apart when it's not? Just stop being so overdramatic."

Jacob, standing next to her, didn’t even bother to glance your way. He was busy on his phone, his fingers tapping mindlessly on the screen. The look on his face—a mix of disinterest and frustration—cut deeper than any sharp words ever could.

Why wasn’t he even listening?

But you didn’t react.

You’d learned, over the past few weeks, that it was easier to keep the peace by saying nothing. Easier to take the insults and pretend they didn’t sting.

That night, after dinner, you went up to your room earlier than usual.

You didn’t want to argue anymore.

You didn’t want to face the cold glares and the harsh words.

The sound of the door closing behind you should have brought relief, but instead, it felt suffocating. The room, while large and filled with luxury, felt like a prison. Alone. Isolated.

Lando hadn’t even looked your way tonight, his focus on the kids and the staff, making sure everything was perfect, as usual.

He didn’t know you were fighting tears, again.

You sat on the bed, letting the weight of it all hit you. You’d tried so hard—always doing your best, always putting the kids first, making sure Lando’s life and work were smooth and effortless.

But it never seemed to be enough.

The tears fell freely now.

Quietly.

The sobs wracked your body, but you made no sound. There was no one here to comfort you. Lando was out of the house, probably in his office, and the kids were still running on their own schedules.

You were alone in your sorrow.

The next morning, you were still struggling to hide the redness of your eyes. The servants and staff walked around the house quietly, careful not to disturb the uneasy atmosphere that had taken root.

You’d spent the night awake, your heart still aching, and now you were just going through the motions.

When Lando came into the kitchen, he didn’t seem to notice anything was wrong. His usual cocky grin was in place, and he kissed your cheek casually, as if everything was fine.

“Morning, love. How’s everything today?”

His words were like a slap to your face.

How could he ask that when everything felt like it was falling apart?

You forced a smile, wiping your eyes before you responded. “Good, just—just a little tired, that’s all.”

Lando didn’t notice the exhaustion in your voice. He didn’t see the faint tremble of your hands. His focus was on getting ready for the day.

"Right. Well, I’ll see you later then. I have some meetings and... we’ll catch up tonight?"

You nodded, though you knew the “catching up” would never happen.

It never did anymore.

As the day wore on, Amelia and Jacob continued to shut you out. Amelia was particularly icy, her words sharp and cruel.

“It’s not like you can do anything right, anyway,” she said during lunch, her tone dripping with contempt.

Jacob wasn’t much better.

Whenever you tried to talk to him, he ignored you or gave half-hearted answers, his mind preoccupied with his phone or whatever else he found more important.

You tried to speak to Lando about it that evening, but he was distracted again, caught up in his own world.

“Can we just sit and talk for a second?” you asked, your voice tired and strained.

Lando looked up, sensing the urgency in your tone. But instead of offering comfort, he simply sighed. “Not now, (Y/N). I’ve got a lot on my plate right now, and the kids—”

“They don’t listen to me anymore,” you interrupted, your voice breaking. “I can’t do this alone, Lando. I’m trying, but they’re pushing me away.”

Lando’s eyes softened for a moment, but he quickly brushed it off. “Don’t make it about me. I’m doing the best I can. The kids will grow out of this phase.”

But you knew better.

This wasn’t just a phase.

You had watched your children change, seen the way they grew colder, more resentful, and you didn’t know how to fix it.

You had tried everything.

Later that evening, it happened again.

Amelia and Jacob’s insults had been building all day, each one more hurtful than the last. But you had tried to stay calm, tried to understand that they were only struggling to find themselves.

But that night, when you were sitting in the family room, watching the kids laugh at something on TV, it hit you—the sudden realization that you were invisible.

It felt like they didn’t care at all.

That they didn’t want you to be a part of their lives anymore.

You stood up, silently, and slipped away to your room. The tears came fast again, spilling down your cheeks as you tried to stifle your sobs.

It wasn’t long before Lando came looking for you. He knocked gently on the door.

“(Y/N)?” he called, his voice softer than before. “Are you okay?”

You couldn’t respond, couldn’t find the words to explain the ache that had been growing inside of you. Instead, you turned your back to the door, wiping your tears quickly.

The door creaked open. “(Y/N), look at me.”

Reluctantly, you turned around, meeting Lando’s gaze. His eyes widened at the sight of you—at the tear-streaked face and the redness of your eyes.

For the first time, he saw the pain you had been hiding.

“What’s going on?” he asked quietly, stepping into the room. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

You couldn’t speak.

You felt too raw, too exposed.

But Lando, noticing the silent answer in your expression, immediately understood.

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

He stormed out of the room, heading straight to the living room where the kids were lounging.

“Amelia. Jacob,” he said, his voice loud and commanding. The force of his presence made them both jump.

“What’s wrong with you two?” he snapped, his anger rising. “Why are you treating your mother like this?”

They exchanged nervous glances, clearly not prepared for this confrontation.

“Dad—” Amelia began, but Lando silenced her with a harsh gesture.

“No. Don’t speak. I’ve been blind to what’s been going on, but I’m not anymore. You two are spoiled, entitled and ungrateful. Your mother has done everything for this family, and yet you treat her like she’s invisible. Like she’s nothing.”

Jacob shifted uncomfortably, but didn’t speak.

Lando’s eyes flared with fury. “You will not disrespect her again. Do you hear me? I’ve been far too lenient with you both. From now on, you will both lose privileges. No more going out with friends until you understand the weight of what you’ve done. No more free reign in this house. No more devices for you. You want respect? You’ll earn it.”

Amelia opened her mouth to protest, but Lando shot her a warning look.

“Enough,” he said. “I don’t want to hear another word. Get upstairs. And don’t think I won’t follow through.”

Both kids stood up slowly, their faces a mixture of surprise and shame. As they left the room, Lando’s shoulders sagged with exhaustion.

He turned back to you. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). I failed you.”

You shook your head, unable to hold back the tears anymore. “I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be the bad guy. I just wanted to help them.”

Lando pulled you into his arms, holding you close, his voice softer now. “I’ll make it right. I won’t let them treat you like this anymore.”

The days that followed were filled with apologies from the kids, awkward but heartfelt.

They knew they had messed up, and while it didn’t immediately heal the hurt, it was a start. Slowly, things began to improve in the household.

Lando kept a watchful eye on everything, making sure to include you in the family decisions more than ever before.

And at night, when the house was quiet and the kids had gone to sleep, Lando would sit with you, wrapping his arms around you, reminding you that you weren’t alone.

“I’m sorry,” he would whisper, his voice filled with guilt. “I should have seen it sooner. I should have protected you.”

You just rested your head on his chest, letting the comfort of his embrace soothe you. Things weren’t perfect, but for the first time in a long time, it felt like they could be.

And for the first time, Lando was truly listening.

Thank you for reading!

[lcriedlastnight]

Reader is having trouble sleeping due to anxiety (because of a very important event) so Oscar whispers sweet things into her ear while rubbing soothing circles on her back until she eventually fall asleep, her body warm against Oscar’s, comforting them both.

omg what a sweet idea i love this, thanks anon!

tw: fem!reader, weird sleeping schedules (she just like me fr!), swaers maybe, lmk if you want me to add anything

w/c: 1k

you had always had a weird sleeping pattern. oscar had noticed it the first time you had slept over at his. he thought your sleeping habits were a bit odd too but he never dared to mention it.

you had been working on a major presentation from monday, perfecting it and getting ready it be presented in a meeting full of your coworkers, which would ultimately decide if you would get the promotion you had been working so incredibly hard for since your first year at the job.

in bed on monday night, you had told oscar all about the presentation and how your future was resting in your own palms. oscar calmed you enough for you to be able to fall into a peaceful sleep, he always prided himself in being able to ease your worries with the touch of his fingers, quite literally.

the rest of the week you had decided to head back to your own place just so you could maximise any working time you could get. (staying up into the wee hours without getting reprimanded by oscar, who was only worried for your health, and rightly so. it was safe to say that this was not the first time something like this has happened at your job or even in your life.)

oscar did not see you until thursday night, when he decided to check in on you. he came baring gifts, some of your favourite snacks and a couple of face masks, just to help you relax for the important day tomorrow. the boy had also brought his own pyjamas, knowing that even if you were as calm as you had told your boyfriend over text, it would not hurt to have him there to help you sleep the best. you always did sleep better when he was with you, another thing that made him proud to be yours.

"it's just me, sweet girl. came to have a pamper night of sorts." oscar calls out to you from the hall, kicking off his shoes and placing him on the empty shoe rack at your door. all your own shoes were at oscar's place. you were barely at your own place anymore, oscar was constantly begging you to move in with him.

there was no response but he could hear your voice. it was quiet but he could hear it. he followed it your bedroom, the door was closed so he knocked and opened it, bags still in his arms. you stop reciting your project as he walks in and face him. oscar's face falls as soon as his eyes catch the dark bags on your face and the tiredness in your eyes. oscar sighs as he drops the bags at the door and walks towards you, on the edge of the bed.

"have you been sleeping at all?" he asks. it's not a reprimand, what you thought it was going to be. no, in fact it is full concern and hints of love sprinkled in. oscar cups your jaw and lets his thumb swipe half circles into your under eye, almost like you had been hurt. he was always so careful with you.

"can't sleep without you." you mumble out, sad. oscar chuckles a little even though he was the exact same.

"why'd you leave then, sweet girl? hm?" oscar asks, a little teasing smile on his face. he knew you were not telling him the full truth. you sigh as he sees right through you, once again.

"wanted to work on my presentation." you finally tell him truthfully. the boy only hums in response. he leans down to press a kiss into your forehead.

"okay, get ready for bed. no fighting me. you know that you'll need a good night's rest for tomorrow. doesn't help that you have barely slept this week." oscar mutters the last part to himself, silently cursing himself for letting you go off and sleep at your own flat in the first place. you listen to him and do not even try to put up a fight. you are already in your own pyjamas so you just do your night time skincare and slide yourself into your bed.

once oscar has gotten ready and into his own pyjamas he slips in next to you. his arms immediately pulling you into his side, making sure you were as comfortable as you could be. you huff out anyway. oscar's eyebrow raises as he peers down at your tired features.

"what?" he questions, big hand coming to rest on her back, underneath your sleep shirt.

"just wish this was your bed. hate my bed now. i sleep better in yours." you reply with a slight groan.

oscar chuckles at your words and you can hear it vibrate through his big chest that your ear is resting on. it makes for a much better pillow than your shitty, old pillows that have not had a head rest on them for at least four months.

"oh my poor girl, what am i gonna do with you?" oscar asks, not expecting any sort of reply. his hand moves against the skin of your back, he adores touching you in any way, shape or form he can. he loved how soft you were. the warmth beaming off of you, equally comforting him as much as he knew he was comforting you.

his touch is enough send you into a comforting sleep that you had been longing for the past three nights. oscar is mutter sweet words into your ear about how proud he is of you and how well he knows you are going to do tomorrow, how you are a shoe in for that promotion.

"night, sweet girl. i love you." oscar mumbles to you as he feels himself falling over. he knows you have been asleep for at least ten minutes at this point but he does not think he, himself, could get a decent nights sleep without telling you those three words.

[rhaenella]

idk if ur reqs are open but im obsessed with ur account. i was wondering if u could do a smau of any driver (other than danny ric) x pbr!reader. like shes the only woman to ever compete at NFR in bull riding. shes also 19 and doesnt ride with a helmet (just a cowboy hat) shes also like yhe biggest rodeo barbie you could imagine.

Firstly, I’m sorry it took me so long to get to work on your request, end of the year stuff and other wips got in the way 🫠 Anyways, I decided on Max for this because I almost immediately thought of him and his little Texas outfit 🥰 Also, I have to admit that my (non-American) knowledge of professional bull riding consisted primarily of The Longest Ride so excuse any inaccuracies, but I tried my best to read up on it! That being said, I hope it’s to your liking :) 

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MV1 | Season of Champions

pairing: max verstappen x pbr!reader

genre: social media au

summary: you and max are each other's biggest supporters as max tries to secure his 3rd world championship title, whilst you're fighting for your 1st in a previously all male dominated sport

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mv.y/nupdates: Tomorrow our girl can secure one of the few select spots in the NFR finals!!! Unfortunately Max can’t be there due to his own race in Qatar, but we’ll be sure to cheer them both on ❤️

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user1: they’re gonna kill it on both sides of the atlantic

user2: POWER COUPLE

user3: omg i hope y/n wins 🙏 she deserves this so much

user4: my alarm is set for 4 am to support y/n 🫡

user5: are you taking a nap between their races??

user4: lol obviously

user5: same 😂 it’s a tough life stanning max & y/n

7 October

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pbr: y/n y/l/n becomes the first woman in history to qualify for the NFR finals in Las Vegas in December! Congrats on this incredible achievement, y/n. See you in Sin City⚡️

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user6: OMG SHE DID IT ❤️❤️❤️

user7: i’m so proud of her, i’ve literally been here since day 1

user8: remember when she used to do rodeo and everyone told her she could never go into pbr… look at her NOW 🔥

user9: she gave her hat to the little girl in the front row 😭❤️

user10: yep i cried

user11: y/n is not only the best, she is the SWEETEST

8 October

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y/n: There aren’t words to describe how it feels to finally have my childhood dream come true. I’m not gonna lie, it was a tough road, especially as a female in this industry. Working my way up through rodeo to where I am today: a NFR finalist!! It’s a real pinch me moment… Little me would be ecstatic (just like present me 🙈) To all the other little girls that share the same passion & dream, it’s possible! Never stop believing in yourself ❤️ Now, let’s get that trophy!!!

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maxverstappen1: My girl 😍 You’ve 100% got this 💪

y/n: Thank you baby 🥰 But first, Texas!

landonorris: GET INNN

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lewishamilton: Legend in the making 🤍

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user12: you’re gonna inspire so many girls to follow their dreams 🧡

user13: ✨role model✨

user14: soooo… idk if anyone’s seen the other finalists but she’s going to absolutely annihilate the competition just saying

user15: fr, they ain’t ready

8 October

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f1: Howdy, y’all, it’s race week 🤠 Austin, here we come! 🇺🇸

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y/n: Looking sharp sheriffs!

carlossainz55: Muchas gracias

charles_leclerc: Have to look our best this weekend, don’t we?

y/n: I wonder who for 🤔

charles_leclerc: 😉

user16: UHM FLIRTY MUCH??

user17: easy there sharl, she’s taken 💀

user18: cota the soap opera, i’m here for it

16 October

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y/n: Switching my bull gear for that other bull gear 💙 COTA LET’S GOOO

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maxverstappen1: Blue looks good on you

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danielricciardo: Yeeeeehaaawwww

redbullracing: Team Bull. Always.

y/n: Hell yeah!!

user19: you can pull off literally anything 😍

user20: y/n is at cota this weekend!!!!!

user21: omfg finally some y/n & max content

user22: we’ve been STARVED

user21: exactly 🥲

user23: GIRL WAIT YOU SWITCHED TO THE CAP??

y/n: Don’t worry!! It was only for the pic 😊

user23: oh thank god

18 October

y/n's story

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19 October

Liked by y/n, victoriaverstappen and 728,451 others

maxverstappen1: Austin ready 🇺🇸💪

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y/n: There were so many cool hats to choose from but he insisted on wearing mine…😈

landonorris: Initiating the cowboy hat rule just in time before the race… Clever girl

alex_albon: Oooohh everybody watch out

schecoperez: 😂😂😂

y/n: You know it ;)

maxverstappen1: Wait what?

landonorris: Nothing, mate 🤠 You’ll find out soon enough

user24: BYEEEE AHAHAHA

user25: y/n and the whole grid ganging up on max 😭

user26: he’s so oblivious i love it

19 October

Liked by sophiekumpen, redbullracing and 654,281 others

f1: VERSTAPPEN WINS AT COTA! 🏆

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user27: 🔥🔥🔥

user28: the goat does it again

user29: little sad that max didn’t wear the cowboy hat on the podium tho

user30: lmao y/n is probably as well

22 October

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y/n: WHAT. A. WEEKEND. 15th win of the season & 50th altogether!!!🥇Proud of you Maxie 😘😘

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maxverstappen1: Love you 😘

user31: MAXIE??? i’m sobbing

user32: i need to know all her nicknames for him NOW

user33: and i need her to be at every one of his races

user34: same she fitted right in with the crew in the pitbox, joking around and everything :’)

user33: truly one of the few wags who are actually into the sport…

22 October

Liked by y/n, danielricciardo and 734,161 others

maxverstappen1: It’s incredible to win my 50th Grand Prix here today. I feel very proud to achieve this! Amazing job by everyone in the team 👏 And special thank you to y/n, the hat indeed brought us luck!

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y/n: Always trust the hat, you should wear it more often

maxverstappen1: Unfortunately we cannot all break the helmet rules

y/n: 🙄

user35: lmao y/n is like you either die trying or you don’t try at all

user36: she has an aesthetic to look after 💅🏼

y/n: 🤣 You got it!

user36: OMG OMG

user37: BROOO

user38: well at least we’ve got that confirmed now

22 October

y/n's story

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23 October

y/n's story

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23 October

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mv1jet: Verstappen’s jet just touched ground! 🛬 Nevada, United States of America 🇺🇸

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user39: oh god everyone get ready

user40: this can only mean 1 thing

user41: MAX EMILIAN VERSTAPPEN, 3-TIME F1 WORLD CHAMPION, COMING TO SUPPORT HIS GIRL AT THE BIGGEST PBR EVENT OF THE YEAR HELLO YES I AM SAT

28 November

Liked by mv.y/nupdates, pbr and 275,021 others

wranglernfr: Today marks the start of the 65th NFR Finals! Newcomer and fan favorite y/n y/l/n has a good shot at winning the championship this week. However, will she decide to adhere to the mandatory helmet regulations or will she risk disqualification and still wear her self-proclaimed good luck hat? We’ll find out soon, folks. Stay tuned!

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user42: i bet she keeps to her aesthetic

user43: oh def, she basically said it herself already

user44: but but but would they really disqualify her when she wins…??

user45: technically it is against the rules to ride without a helmet during the nfr’s so… yeah they might

user44: 😥😥

user46: please y/n don’t jeopardize it all 😩

2 December

maxverstappen1's story

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11 December

Liked by maxverstappen1, mv.y/nupdates and 301,294 others

wranglernfr: NFR 2023 Champion y/n y/l/n⚡️Despite sticking to her famous but controversial cowboy hat, y/n becomes the 65th winner in Las Vegas at just nineteen, beating the runnerup and last year’s champion Billy Youngster!

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user47: SHE DID IT!!!! 💪🔥

user48: i’m bursting with pride i’m so happy for her 🥰🥰🥰

mv.y/nupdates: two world champions this is almost too good to be true 😭❤️

user49: their christmas is gonna be one helluva party

user50: well deserved, that billy kid had it coming

user51: he only won last year because of dumb luck!

user52: FACTS

user53: this year we have a winner who’s worthy of the title ❤️

user54: can’t get over how y/n was so far up ahead they literally couldn’t disqualify her for the hat thing lol

user55: imagine if they had, people would have rioted

user54: omg they would have, with max at the front hoisting his pitchfork in the air, leading the pack

user55: 😂😂

11 December

Liked by maxverstappen1, fernandoalo_oficial and 1,219,748 others

y/n: Cowboy hat + racing gloves = champions of the world 🏆

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maxverstappen1: ❤️

sophiekumpen: So proud of both of you 🥰

victoriaverstappen: Coolest auntie (en oom natuurlijk🙊)!!!

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landonorris: Congrats on making champion, champ!!! And wow… Max has got his own hat 👀

y/n: Yup! He deserved it after his triple US win 😍

charles_leclerc: Does this mean that your hat claim has lifted…?

maxverstappen1: Unless you want another inchident, back off

y/n: Uhm... He knows what it means now…

charles_leclerc: 😳

alex_albon: RIP Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc 🪦

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12 December

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maxverstappen1: Wear the hat…

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12 December

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a/n: translation of “en oom natuurlijk” > “and uncle ofcourse”

Happy holidays! x

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[moon-tell-me]

Them having a crush on you...

The outsiders (separate) x GN! reader

Warnings: nothing I don't think :))

DARRY CURTIS

It's been a reaalllyy long time since he's felt this way for anyone

So a small part of him is excited when he realizes it

But the majority of him..?

Well.. that's a different story

He's very busy with work and the family

He just doesn't have any time for love or romance

You understand ://

So it's unlikely he will do much of anything on his own

He will probably even avoid you a bit in hopes of making himself feel better

That being said, if you realize what's going on, and decide to pursue the relationship, he may manage to fit you in his schedule :))

"Hey, Darry.. uhm, could we talk for a second..?" You asked, as you popped up from around the corner, completely catching him off guard. It had been almost two weeks since you two had a proper conversation, and you weren't gonna let it go on any longer.

SODAPOP CURTIS

Okay so this is gonna come as a surprise to no one, but..

Throughout his life he has consistently gotten girlfriends and boyfriends with no issue

Again, no one's surprised

I mean, look at him, he's beautiful

Anyways-

He immediately knows that he likes you

And he very quickly starts planning out how he can go about the situation

It won't take very long for him to make his move, however if you beat him to it, he would definitely be over the moon

There you are, looking as good as ever. He's already decided that he's gonna ask you out later, an- wait.. your walking over to him..?

PONYBOY CURTIS

Poor kid doesn't know wtf is going on at first

All he knows is that he suddenly enjoys your company more then before

It wasn't until you interlocked his fingers with yours one night that he finally became fully aware of his feelings

He is not nearly as subtle about these feelings as he thinks he is.

He's so obvious, you'd have to be pretty inattentive to not notice anything

Based on this, you will likely be making the first move

With a dramatic sigh you let your head fall against his shoulder. The two of you have been studying together for about two hours and your in desperate need of a break. "C'mon, you need to focus." He said, sounding more annoyed then he really was. You grabbed his hand, interlocking your fingers and looking up at him pleadingly. "Pleease.?"

DALLAS WINSTON

Ohh boy

Out of allll the guys in Tulsa, you caught his attention?

Lucky 🙄

I love him sm istg

In all seriousness, this is very new to him

He's not used to genuinely caring about someone

Besides Johnny, he's never really loved anything

He's gonna start off with his typical flirting

That won't change until he realizes his feelings

After that, he switches to being a total jerk to you

Mans does not know how to process his feelings

Just give him time tho, he'll figure it all out

Here you are, sitting on the porch of the Curtis house. It's late and everyone is inside the house, save for you and Dal. He's been real difficult lately, although tonight his attitude has noticably improved. As you watch him struggle to light his cancer stick you can't help but wonder, what did he want to ask you.?

JOHNNY CADE

My sweet, respectful boy

He falls head over heels immediately

Everybody realizes his feelings rather quickly too

Including himself

He's not stupid

He notices how his cheeks get all warm

His hands get all sweaty

His knees feel like they might give out

It's a new feeling for him

For once he has someone touching him without causing him pain

I'm gonna fight his parents- WOAH! Who said that!? 😅

If your the type of person who is really affectionate with your friends (me fr) then you might actually kill the poor kid

He asked Dally for advice only to completely ignore it

Turns out Dally sucks at giving good advice, who woulda known?

He was thankful for how dark it had gotten, otherwise you would be able to see just how red his face had gone. For some reason you had decided it would be a great idea to hold his hand out of nowhere. Why can't you see what your doing to him?

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

You guys prolly met in middle school

He pulled some dumb shii and put gum in your hair or something

After that he often teased you

Referring to you as his girlfriend/boyfriend

You better expect a lot of playful flirting with this one

He pretty much confesses his feelings on the daily tbh

Albeit in a way that makes you think it's a joke

Eventually you just kinda realize that hey, maybe he isn't joking

"See, I always knew we were perfect for each other, ever since that day in sixth grade." He teased, throwing his arm around your shoulder only for you to immediately push it off. "Get off of me, would you?"

[yaekiss]

hi so [holds head in hands] no pressure to fulfill this request of course but like. heizou, kazuha, and the wanderer (separate) going down on you lol,, haha,, bonus points if it’s their first time doing anything with you,, or anyone, for that matter,,, (afab mc preferred ^^)

oh and since you’re not familiar with heizou’s character yet, i have some ideas … i know a lot of people make him out to be super experienced and like yeah. no shame to that. that’s epic. but god. look. listen… there’s untapped potential here [shakes you aggressively] heizou, aware of his own flirty reputation and also wanting to impress you, pretends to know what he’s doing and acts all confident like yeah. i got this bbg. i fucked around already. mhm. totally. i’m gonna give you the time of your life fr. yet he just… mentally bluescreens when it actually gets to the real deal. his face heats up, his mouth goes slack, and he stares like an idiot. internal monologue is probably: what do i do. what do i DO. i do not want to fuck this up HOLY FUCKKKKKKKKKK. eventually you get sick of his virgin act and decide to help him out by sitting on his face and riding the fuck out of him. yeah

— 🌻 nonnie (i hope you’re well!)

𝑯𝒐𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒆?

꩜ Room Content: Dom! GN! Reader! x Sub! Heizou, Sub! Kazuha, Sub! Wanderer (separate), terms "pussy" "folds" & "clit" used to refer to reader's anatomy, terms "cunt" & "folds" used to describe Wanderer's anatomy, cunnilingus (reader receiving in all 3 parts, implied giving in Wanderer's part), you ride their faces 😼, all 3 of them are inexperienced, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: Thank you for waiting 🌻 anon!!! Ran out of steam after Heizou's part so Kazuha's and Wanderer's parts are in bulleted points orz... Anyways, here's ur order of the an3mo boys eating you out ♡ Hope you enjoy hehe !!

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟎𝟕𝟐𝟒: 𝑺. 𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒛𝒐𝒖

After countless weeks (weeks!) of chasing each other around, Heizou’s cryptic riddles and your vague replies for him to unravel, he finally has you where he wants you! (Or do you have him right where you want him?)

Though, you need to give him credit where credit is due. Everything in the room has been set up to your liking and the thought of how much effort he put into this has your heart fluttering a bit.

“Well? Impressed?” There’s a cocky smirk on Heizou’s face and you scoff, rolling your eyes at him. You’re aware of the reputation he’s amassed on the streets, rumours of how he’s a casanova unlike no other, how he can charm anyone into his arms. Frankly, you couldn’t really see the supposed suave flirtatious persona in him. Like, are we talking about the same Heizou? The man who made you go on a wild goose chase through the town, only to reach a scenic lake and have the moment ruined by him falling into the water while he’s excitedly waving to you from afar. (Though his shirt got soaked through and you got to see his cute nipples… Hmm, maybe the rumours have some truth to them after all.) But you’re not one to back down without a fight.

“I’ll give you my answer in the morning so you better make tonight count, detective.” Slowly shedding your clothes, you eye him with a brimming anticipation as he watches, his own eyes glued to your mesmerising figure. 

After you lay back on the bed, Heizou wastes no time in diving between your legs, trailing featherlight kisses up from your calf to your inner thighs. He slowly inches his way up towards your core before, all of a sudden, all his previous actions stop. You can feel his hands on you falter a bit as the bed shifts and dips as he sits back on his knees. Puzzled by the change in the mood, you sit up to check on Heizou but the sight you see is not one you were exactly expecting. 

His face is glowing with how red and blushy he’s gotten, hidden behind his hands as he tries to hide the expression he’s making. Clearing his throat and turning away from your gaze, he gulps audibly.

“Just… just give me a second to c-compose myself…” An odd awkwardness filters through the air and you can’t help but quirk an eyebrow up at this (not so) unforeseen turn of events.

“Why, is my little casanova scared? Where did your previous bravado go?” Teasing him further, you crawl seductively towards him, taking full amusement in watching him squirm nervously, peeking at you through the gaps of his fingers. 

“I’m not… scared… what are you talking about? Ahahaha…” His strained laughter trails off at the end and it’s the last straw for you. Annoyance taking hold of you, you grab onto his shoulders and push him down so that he’s lying on the bed, olive eyes wild and bewildered as they stare up at you. For the first time in a while, he has no idea what to expect and frankly, he didn’t think he’d be so turned on by it.

Before he can register what’s happening, mind hazy with lust and desire, you’ve planted yourself on his face. Tongue instinctively darting out, he tastes your slick and the mix of a whine and a groan escapes him. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through you, making you grind down on his face harder to chase your own climax. 

Heizou’s pussy eating skills are honestly pitiful but he almost makes up for it through his sheer enthusiasm alone. Messy slurps and moans fill the room as he clumsily laps up at your folds, drenching his mouth and chin. Your thighs clamp down on either side of his head but he shows no signs of slowing down or even stopping for air.

“I-it’s all… hahh… bark and no bite with- ah! -you isn’t it, Heizou?” All you get in return is a pathetic whine as he shifts so his nose nudges up against your clit. And that’s what it takes for you to cum. You ride out your high, your pace slowing down while you try to catch your breath. As your gaze refocuses, you catch a glimpse of the damp patch growing at the crotch area of Heizou’s pants and you laugh at his dazed drunken expression when you get off of him. 

Looks like you weren’t the only one who came.

“I’m impressed with your performance for now, detective. But for higher accuracy, what say we go for a few more rounds?”

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟏𝟎𝟐𝟗: 𝑲. 𝑲𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂

He’s probably the one who brings it up after overhearing one of the many raunchy conversations between Captain Beidou and the Tianquan (someone please buy him noise-cancelling earplugs)

The more he thinks about it, the more the idea seems viable. Besides, if it doesn’t work out in the end, the two of you would have learnt more about your tastes and preferences!

But seriously, he needs to pick a better time to spring his suggestions on you. While dining at a food stall, he nonchalantly asks you, “Would you mind if I… went down on you… the next time we make love?”

You almost did a spit take at his words

Internally cursing Beidou (how dare she unknowingly corrupt your adorable Kazuha before you can!!), you swallow your beverage before replying

“If it’s what you want, I’m not opposed to it darling”

The smile he flashes you is blinding and the moment would’ve been more tender if it weren’t for the previous lascivious question 

Sigh, still, how could you say no to such a cute lover

He’s another inexperienced one, years of drifting around and never really settling down with anyone means that he’s physically exposed to a lot of things for the first time with you

But he’s open minded, always open to trying out new experiences and kinks while making sure the both of you are comfortable

While he eats you out, he gets a little intoxicated by you, enjoying how you feel against his tongue, savouring every inch of you

Nothing else in the world matters right now expect pleasing you and making you cum on his face

Although you’re the one riding on him, somehow he’s the louder one????

He lets out muffled breathy puffs and moans, whining and squirming under you as he licks and indulges in you, occasionally calling out your name interspersed with, “More!” or “I love you!”

Feeling your orgasm building up, you gyrate your hips downwards to drive his tongue deeper in you

You cream on his face and he doesn’t hesitate to clean you up, not wasting a single drop (he’s really such a dear!)

The next day, Beidou gives him a firm slap on his back, chuckling about how she’s “glad that he’s getting some, but please keep it down, the other crewmates are trying to sleep”

Kazuha is understandably mortified and downright embarrassed at her words

He looks in your direction for some help but all you do is just laugh and think to yourself:

How can you make him scream your name next time?

🏷️𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝟎𝟏𝟎𝟑: 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓

Granted, you were a little tipsy after a night out of drinking with Kaveh but you just had to bring it up to Wanderer as he’s hauling your drunk ass back home

“Hey… how about… hic!... you eat me out next time…? Hmm?”

He’s so thankful that you passed out in his arms before you could see his face explode into a shade of crimson at your words

“Seriously, how are you so shameless?”

When you wake up the next morning and go about your day, you can’t help but notice that your sweetheart has been staring at you nonstop (from across the room, sitting opposite you at the dining table, you name it)

However, whenever you try to ask him about it, he scoffs and hastily brushes you off, tilting his hat to avert your eyes while he rushes off (before inevitably coming back to continue staring at you 🙄)

Sick and tired of his antics, you manage to corner him and interrogate (read: bully) an answer out of the man

After he spills the beans on how he's been fantasising about what you said last night, you turn your gaze downwards and true to his words, he’s already drenched in his shorts

“To think the high and mighty Wanderer would be so affected by a passing comment, how lewd!”

Things progress quickly and the two of you find your way into the bedroom, lips locked in a heated kiss with hands roaming each other’s body

As you break from the kiss, he lays back and prepares for you to ride his face, resolve steeled even if he’s never done this before

You hover over his face since you’re worried about potentially suffocating him but he clicks his tongue and straight up says, “Are you looking down on me? I obviously have no need for air unlike you mortals do. Sit. On. My. Face.”

Hands grabbing your thighs, he plants you down on his face and goes to town

He eats you out with a feverish devotion, spurred on by the moans and praises that slip past your lips as if they’re the most divine hymns he’s ever heard

(If you’re his god, then he’s more than happy to be your throne!)

His eyes roll back when you tug on his hair as you cum, the pain mixed with pleasure muddies his senses but it doesn’t stop him from slurping up your release

Shakily pulling yourself off of his face, you think you hear a whine from him, violet eyes teary and pupils blown wide

You push his legs apart and settle yourself in front of his wet cunt, your hot breath fans across his sensitive folds and he has to stop himself from rolling his hips down to meet your face

“You were so good for me sweetheart, now let me return the favour yeah?”

Thanks for reading! Consider supporting me on kofi if you enjoyed this or check out my other works hehe ♡

[littlecrittereli]

YOU CANT JUST POST A CHAPTER LIKE THIS AND JUST- ENDED IT LJKE THAT???? WHAT KIND OF CLIFHANGER IS THAT- I AM DYING- HOW AM I GONNA WAIT FOR A FULL WEEK UNTILL THE NEXT CHAPTER SHEJDJZKEJ-

Fr tho i loved this so much thank you and i can see why u liked it alot like when i tell u i imagined everything in great detail like it was the coolest movie ever in my head i freaking did like omg that was one of my favourite chapters in like all of au-

On a second note imma gonna drop my speculations here bcuz i fr wanna yap abt this cuz its just too good i gotta get it outta ny system lol do ignore it since its not imp

So since the 2 figures that talked/made eye contact w martin and aviva has a mask that resembles other wild cats they r working with big d over here im guessing they are either passed out/ been kidnapped by force (for martin in guessing he got drugged) it would be kinda ironic how the falcon that should be aware of everything beside him got drugged. now i think Dora's cousin took those too specifically is 1 aviva is the master mind he can get her(by force obv) to make those prototypes real for martin i think he took him outta revenge since our boy is who threw him out of a plane and he is prolly gonna torture him or hold him hostage untill chris has no more fight than him and finally surrenders or just a cruel joke as chris already has no regard for his life so he took what made him still believe theres hope still just to let him know whos in control bcus this guy has no mercy at all or maybe jimmy comes up clutch and either get chris not to fall somehow or find where aviva and martin are.

AHHHH IM SO GLAD!!!! I HAVE BEEN LOSING MY MIND OVER CHAPTER 7 FOR LIKE 4 WEEKS NOW......and im so glad i finally get to share it beCAUSE SO MUCH CHANGES FOR THE PLOT AND I FINALLY GET TO TALK ABOUT IT HEHEHE Also yes the irony of Martin and his falcon suit... Though I've been hinting since the summary of the fic, (actually long before that, since the beginning of Reprogrammed) but really emphasizing it in Decoded, that Martin has some issues when it comes to taking care of himself. While Chris' complete lack of self preservation is a recent development, Martin's has been taking root since childhood and as such isn't as noticeable. He's the oldest sibling, he's the team leader, he prioritizes others above himself because it's all he's ever known. And while there's nothing inherently wrong with that, he takes it to the extreme and becomes neglectful of himself.

And with Chris needing more support than usual, Martin's self-neglect is becoming more apparent...

I would also like to take this moment to point out ahem... Martin never broke his promise.

Martin squeezed his shoulder before letting go. “He won’t be taking you anywhere, I promise.”  Chris took a deep breath, letting it out slowly before fixing the green gazelle mask over his face. “I trust you.” 

-Decoded Chapter 6

[imtryingbuck]

Happy at last

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: The team lose their friend (I’m bad at summaries sorry)

Word count: 751

Warnings: fluffy (my attempt at it anyway), mention of suicide. there’s a bit in the fic that is most definitely wrong by law but just go with it okay? Okay. the last chapter

A/N: I’m really sorry this is short. This weekend hasn’t been the greatest so…anyways sorry if it’s shit but I genuinely don’t have the energy to do anymore. I do hope you enjoy it though and thank you to everyone who’s commented, liked and reblogged each chapter it truly means the world🤍

Masterlist   Series Masterlist

It’s been three years since Y/n and Bucky left hand in hand for Wakanda. The first nine months they were there was pretty hectic. 

Shuri got her prepped and ready for the deprogramming, which didn’t take as long as Bucky’s. When she was clear of her trigger words that Bucky had read out, just like she read his all them years ago.

Steve let Bucky know that the President had been arrested for his role at Hydra, just after he was arrested he committed suicide. His name was still tarnished and the whole world knew what he had done.

Y/n made sure that his mistress, the mother of his unborn child, Alisha Grey and Baby Grey’s bodies were found and given a proper burial, right next to where her grave lays.

The new President gave Y/n a full pardon and gave her the Presidential Medal of Freedom medal. Stating on national television that Y/n L/n was never a traitor but a hero. A hero that had been saving people’s lives since she was 16 years old and that’s what she should be always known and remembered for. A hero.

The bosses and agents of SHIELD were all fired for what they did to her. Some were even arrested and sent to prison.

The warden of the Raft was arrested and sent to prison for endangering life that he was in charge of and for abuse and neglect, as well as profiting from assaults. He got 20 years.

Hydra had finally been shut down completely, all agents arrested and charged to with life imprisonment.

Y/n and Bucky’s relationship started. After she was given the all clear Bucky didn’t waste a single millisecond to kiss her. Kissing her like his life depended upon it right in front of T’Challa, Shuri, Nakia and Okoye - who all cheered and clapped.

When the time came for them to go back to their other home, Bucky tried to convince her to stay-

“Doll we have a life here, we’re safe”

“But… then that means we’ll have a normal life”

“And?”

“I-I don’t know how to live a life that’s normal Buck, all my life I’ve been trained to fight from one fight to the next…”

“I know, and my love you’re not alone. I’m right here with you. We’ll do it together I promise living a normal life scares me too but we can continue to be happy here”

She hesitated, what he was saying was true and she knew that. Though she did have to admit she took to farming rather quickly, naming all their goats after members of the team and the bull they had after Fury. She also did enjoy helping out on the markets, bouncing from stall to stall. Loved helping the children with schoolwork and keeping them busy by playing with them when their parents were busy or tired. She especially loved the day she delivered a beautiful baby girl - bless Bucky’s heart he had to hear about it every day for nearly two weeks, in full detail.

She loved the feeling of being free. Free from the pain and suffering she either saw or went through. Free from one order to the next. Free to finally be herself.

But even if she did love that feeling she was terrified off it, what she had told Bucky wasn’t wrong, all of her life the only thing she knew what to do was to fight and to survive.

Wakanda was her home from the minute she stepped foot in the country many years ago, and with Bucky by her side she knew everything was okay, right?

“Okay…”

“Okay?”

“Okay we can stay” Bucky picked her up and spun her around until he lost his footing making them fall to the ground, it didn’t stop him from placing kisses upon kisses to her face.

The team understood when Bucky and Y/n told them that they was retiring, nor was they surprised by the two’s relationship.

One by one the team followed suit and retired too, all being welcomed openly by King T’Challa and the people of Wakanda.

Each and everyone of them had found happiness.

It’s now the 9th of March 2026, time currently is 11:54pm, their whole family is waiting outside the couples home wincing at hearing Y/n’s screams. 

The clock strikes 12:01 and all is heard is the cries of a baby.

Bucky runs out a few minutes later with tears streaming down his face.

“It’s a boy!”

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[captainuranium543]

I once again can't sleep, here's how I think ft characters would react to a break up.

Natsu- doesn't do anything except eat and lie face down on tables for like a month. Will switch between this and begging and pleading to be taken back. When he finally accepts it's over he disappears off the face of the earth for several days and when he comes back refuses to acknowledge that the previous month happened at all

Lucy- social media warfare. Stalks every social media obsessively while also regularly going out to take pictures and look like she's having fun with captions like "living my best life☺️☺️☺️". She does this for a while but overall probably gets over it that fastest out of everyone

Gray- smokes weed probably. Ok but fr thought he would be in a worse mood then usual for a while, picking more fights getting angry faster and spends long ammount of time sullenly staring out at the rain. Won't say anything about it unless prompted but will take almost anything as a prompt

"hey hows your day going"

"love is dead Reedus"

Erza- she isn't seen for like a week but when she comes back she's totally fine. No really she is. She's so fine. In fact she's never been better as long as she's constantly working or fighting or generally avoiding being alone with her thoughts for more than 3 minutes. Things are great. She will break one day, it could be years from now, it could be next week, but it will happen.

[h4arts]

Hi! I saw that you've opened your requests for s&b sooo can I request a Nikolai x reader where they're in an arranged marriage and they're distant with each other but one day they get ambushed and she's the one who saves Nikolai (like she can fight and she's good at it) and Nikolai is surprised and he starts seeing her differently and they start spending time together and confess? Angst to fluff kind of thing 👉🏻👈🏻

pearls to opals, nikolai lantsov -synopsis: your new husband takes a liking to make small aspects of your new life miserable. it isn't until a close call in an ambush that he truly sees you for who you are, not as your parents painted you to appear. -warnings: injuries, fighting, me not knowing a thing about boats, def not proofread and a bit rushed (i'm so sorry)

Pearls glinted in the dim lighting, reflecting off your mirror as you stare at your reflection. You didn't want pearls, you hated them actually, yet you had to suffer through an entire wedding and celebration with their weight setting into your collarbones. That wasn't even the worst of it.

This wedding was yours, to a man you knew nothing about besides his name. Everything felt wrong, like you were in someone else's skin, taking someone else's place. And in a way, you supposed you were. A soft knock on the door breaks your mind from wandering too far, and at your permission, your mother enters the room, glittering from head to toe in blue velvets and shimmering sapphires. You wondered how she managed to pull off so much blue.

"Feeling alright?" She asks, sitting on the open end of the stool you sat upon.

"Just fine." No, not at all. This whole thing had been arranged, for the better future of Ravka. That's what your father had told you the day you found out of this predicament. A few choice words had slipped past your lips that evening, angering your father, but you didn't care, this was your life, not his. Your anger had been brushed off though, and this was where it led you, a dim room in the palace you were to be married in in mere minutes.

"Good. You look wonderful, the pearls look wonderful on you. Excellent choice on my behalf." The words made your stomach churn with sickness. The pearls didn't belong to you, and even if they had, you would have thrown them into the depths of the sea before ever wearing them. "Come, it's time."

───☆───

That had been months ago, and you had been living comfortably yet miserably since then. Your new husband, Nikolai, had been relentless in his remarks against you during the first weeks of the marriage, but in the last two months, he'd hardly spoken a word to you. You'd sleep in the same bed but on opposite ends, never touching in between. You'd sit beside each other at meals, but only spoke when asking for something closer to the other.

It was constant working around each other, you were hardly in the same room during the waking hours of the day. Keeping this in mind, you weren't sure why your feet carried you towards the harbor Nikolai's returning ship would soon be docked on. He hadn't been there for you, why are you going for him?

The question plagued your mind as you sat on a bench, watching as part of the ship's crew jumped onto the dock, securing the boat to ensure it wouldn't drift away with the tide. Finally, the ramp was set in place and the crew on the docks rushed aboard the ship while others carried crates of various sizes off, a few nodding to you in acknowledgement, which you returned.

A boy slightly younger than you came running off the ship, weaving between the people surrounding him, the unmistakable shout of Nikolai's voice sounding after the boy. He ran right at you, dropping something into the palm of your hand as he passed. You squint after him in confusion, his broad shoulders crashing into the people lining the streets as his long legs carried him away from the docks at a quick pace. Looking back towards the ship, you stifle a laugh and the glare Nikolai sent to the back of the boy's head from over the railing. You quickly turn your head when his gaze turns to you, but you didn't miss the frown that turned almost deeper at the sight of you.

The feel of something in your hand became apparent as you remembered it, but at the sight of it, you wished you hadn't looked. A pearl bracelet with a golden clasp rested in your palm, suddenly feeling heavier that it was. Pushing through the wave of the crew with crates adorning the tops of their shoulders, you climbed the ramp to the boat, weaving your way to Nikolai, who stood surrounded by three other men and women. With a sigh, he waved them away, promising to meet them later, and you took that as a sign to approach the man.

"These wouldn't be of any importance to you, would they?" You hold your hand out, revealing the set of pearls that was currently weighing down your hand with vicious yet imaginary weight.

"Are they not to you? I was under the impression that a girl like you would swoon over such a thing." Nikolai responded dryly, taking the bracelet from your hold.

"Well you're wrong. I prefer diamonds. Pearls are for women like my mother." Nikolai let out a laugh at that, though he was anything but amused by the comment.

"Of course you would prefer the expensive alternative." He was wrong, though. You didn't hate diamonds, but they were better than pearls in your eyes. Anything was, really. Pearls were not yours, they never had been and never would be, but Nikolai couldn't have been more oblivious to the fact as he wrapped them in a soft cloth and returned them to an open crate nearby, presumably where the running boy had taken them from to begin with.

Before you could question why the boy had taken them to begin with, a loud noise echoed through the harbor, followed by the unmistakable sound of gunfire.

"What is going on?" Nikolai didn't get an answer, as you had shoved him aside. One of the attackers swung himself onto the ship, rifle firing at where the two of you had just been standing.

"What does it look like." you frown, breaking off a stick of wood from a barrel that had been broken by the gunfire.

"What are you-" Once again, Nikolai receives no answer his mouth being covered by your free hand, eyes peering around the crates the two of you were hid behind. A creak in the boards sounds from behind, making Nikolai turn to look, but when his eyes returned to your spot, you were gone. Though he had no time to wonder where you had gone before the barrel of a pistol was pointed right at him. Slowly, Nikolai raised his hands, uncurling his legs from beneath him even slower as to not alarm the raider.

"Where are those pearls? I know you've got 'em." Nikolai chooses not to respond as he tries to form a plan of attack. You however, seemed to have beat him to it. With a loud crack, the attacker is sent falling forwards, Nikolai quickly scrambling to the side to avoid being crushed under the other man's weight. You stood before Nikolai now, the stick from the crate held tightly in your hand.

"Well, I guess we both have a reason to hate pearls now." With a disinterested glare, you turn your back to him and race off the boat to the docks where the rest of Nikolai's crew was fending off the others who attempted to attack the ship. He quickly regains a hold of the situation, running behind you to fight as well.

Half distracted, Nikolai fights alongside his crew, still sparing a few too many glances at you. Maybe, he thought, he'd been wrong about you. Or he had just overlooked the obvious. You had held yourself as more of a fighter than a diplomat, someone who was shoved into a role they did not want to play, he knew that feeling too well and wondered if it was too late to fix what shouldn't have happened to begin with.

───☆───

Returning home was not something you looked forward to, anticipating a lecture of some sort. Accompanied by more silence and a continuance of glances that were gone before you could tell if they were real or not. The thought of being ignored by your own husband in a home that was not yours was terrifying, and you hated every moment of it. However, Nikolai spent the journey planning how to change that, how to start over all the things he should have done sooner.

The dirt path came in to view just outside the harbor town. It was a view you'd seen only a few times since your arrival in Ravka, but you'd always wondered what the path looked like from the road travelling through it rather than around it.

"What's caught your eye out there?" Nikolai had been observing your tense posture since the carriage doors opened and he'd sat across from you.

"Nothing. Just looking." You respond. Maybe one day you could come back and travel it yourself. Then, you'd have all the time in the world. He nodded, dropping the subject though he knew it wasn't true.

Once you'd arrived back, you were quick to make a move back to your room, but a hand on your wrist gently pulled you back. Nikolai's hand.

"I need to say something before you go running off again," He sucked in a sharp breath, eyes staring deep into your own, like he was just seeing you for the first time. "I want to start over."

"What?" You were nothing but confused and tired and there was probably an injury somewhere that you needed to take care of.

"This marriage is not what it should be, I know that. And, I apologize it's taken me so long to realize that it was not your fault, but mine." The tension in your shoulders seemed to match his now, this wasn't the conversation you'd imagined would take place. "I've misjudged you, and I've not even given you the time you deserve. If you'd like to leave this place, me, I couldn't rightfully stop you. But if you stayed, this time I'd give you more than just a crown or a spared glance, I can promise that fully to you right now."

This was the promise you'd been waiting for, but it didn't feel right. Not after everything you'd been put through this far.

"I won't leave." The tension in Nikolai's face slowly loosened up. "But it will take time to fix what was broken to begin with."

"Of course. I wouldn't expect anything else."

───☆───

Two months later, your relationship with Nikolai had mended. You were closer than ever, and even the air around the two of you seemed lighter than after the marriage.

One morning when you had been awoken and told to meet Nikolai in the garden, you hadn't been expecting him to take you on the path you'd stared at on the night of the ambush. It was even better than you'd imagined. It was lush and green and the sunlight cast an ethereal glow through the leaved and branches hanging above your heads.

"It's beautiful out here."

"Not as beautiful as you." Nikolai grinned, that stupid grin that made your heart flutter.

"Oh, please." You turn away from him, instead kneeling by a bush blooming with pink and yellow flowers.

"I'm serious," He starts, kneeling beside you and picking a pink one, tucking it gently behind your ear. "Before I forget, I've got something for you." You watch as he pulls something from his pocket and holds it out to you. It was a thinly wired gold ring with an opal stone. It was simple, but it was the prettiest ring you'd ever seen.

"I know you could care less for diamonds, truly. I thought it might suit you." He takes your hand, sliding the ring onto your finger. It glinted in the sunlight, reflecting sparkles in your eyes as you admired it.

"I love it, thank you." Lifting your eyes to meet his, he's already looking at you, a soft look like he'd give you everything, and he would.

"Anything for you."

[joemama-2]

mr ito does NAWT know when to BACK THE FUCK OFFFFFF goddd i hate him 😭 im glad gojo put him in his place a little bit but damn i cant believe he keeps trying to assert himself in her space? as if he has any right to be in her business, acting like he is a factor in her family as her man or some shit its creepy as FUCK.

im also surprised she did not keel over during the day as her anxiety is sky rocketing like damn shes crazy strong i would not be able to go on as she did. but when satoru said she had no right to be angry... come on now what kind of bs???? her life got entirely turned UPSIDE DOWN within a goddamn WEEK!!! and everything she was afraid of has happened!!! everything she tried to protect koji from is suddenly a reality she has to deal with!!! she has every right to be angry wtf!!! i hate how everyone is making HER out to be the villain it makes me lividddd 😤😤😤😤 and everyone acting like she is not allowed to feel ANYTHING about it and is just supposed to shut up and take it??? i hope she bites everyones heads off for real and that harami girl or whoever too i KNOW she is about to attack her for No Goddamn Reason 😤😤😤😤😤 she tried to stay out of yalls life bitch she did not choose this ffs 😫 even satoru acting like none of her reasons for keeping koji out of his life were valid, when clearly THEY WERE!!!! AS FUCKING EVIDENCED!!!! IT TOOK A WEEEEEEK BITCH!!! A WEEK 😫😫😫😫😫

also what place are they staying at??? the same one the picture got taken in?? if i was gojo i would be moving out of there fr 😭 how did mei mei even manage to take a picture of them in that skyscraper... im thinking like someone posted up in the skyscraper across the street or there was some drone action, either way creepy af like that place is compromised gurl get out of therrrre 😫

i am ANXIOUS AS FUCK!!! READER BETTER HAVE SOMEONE IN HER CORNER SOON CUS I CANT TAKE IT ANYMOOOORE EVERYONE IS AGAINST HER 😭😭😭😭😭 (wink wink...satoru step the fuck UP) but fr it feels like the whole world is out to get her, why is everyone making her out to be such a bad person i really dont see it and it makes me want to fight everyone like a rabid dog 😭😭😤😤

hello! to answer the questions before i get into an analytical standpoint

1) gojo and reader and koji are staying at his penthouse (he’s stupid, yeah) BUT he has only put up large curtains the day he found out about the leak (even more stupid, and i was gonna write that in but eh LOL) he would have stayed at one of his other places, but considering the penthouse is closest to the office and his family/friends know where he is at, he’s decided this would be the temporary fix. also, keep in mind the public doesn’t know where his penthouse is, they just have the interior photo

2) gojo lives in a very metropolitan, rich, and just overall very nice area where the other buildings around his are equally as big. so meimei—i mean SOMEONE (lol) could’ve easily been hiding out from a distance buildings over on the rooftop (the drone tho? girl u hacking into my docs??)

3) mr. itos trying it but trust he’ll get his well deserved punishment

as for my analytical response:

gojo says things he shouldn’t and doesn’t mean, same for reader. it wasn’t his place to tell her not to be angry, but i think he also acknowledges that fact only after he said it. i think right now, it’s at the peak of all the shit happening to her so it’s very frustrating. but also remember, a lot of this is told in y/ns pov. public eye doesn’t know shit, so they’re bashing gojo but equally bashing y/n. and the fact that it took a week?? that’s what makes y/n even more mad cuz she was RIGHT. mothers know best.

and finally, she’ll have someone in her corner tho, don’t worry 😉😉

[usertransducks]

DCRC Week 1 or "Ducks Tries Not To Spoil His Second Favorite Comic Series"

I've been ready to write the post for PKNA #0: EVRONIANS since day 1 but I was trying to do it without spoiling future issues. I'll be summarizing the issue while adding my own thoughts!

Just a heads up that my blog won't be spoiler-free because I reblog a lot of fan art!

We're immediately introduced to our main hero and villains for the series on the cover; the long-time favorite Paperinik, known as "The Duck Avenger" in English, and the titular Evronians. It has that 90s dark Sci-Fi feel that tells the reader that this series will be somewhat different from the usual PK stories they've read before.

The issue starts out with the invasion of an, at this time, unnamed planet by an Evronian fleet.

Although most of the people we see end up getting cool-flamed, at the end of the segment we see there is at least one survivor. They'll be important later (and I can't wait!!!!!!)

After that, we transition to Duckburg! Its time to learn about the city's favorite sitcom, Anxieties, and finally meet up with PK. Unfortunately, the actress Duckie Starry ends up being attacked by cool-flames, who are a bit stronger than PK's usual foes.

After an Evronian flies off with the cool-flames, we encounter the guy whose figure is super expensive on eBay and he orders the absorption of PK's emotions.

(why are you so expensive *cries*)

The next morning, Donald's tv time is interrupted by a call from Scrooge, who has bought Ducklair Tower and wants Donald to work there. We learn the Everett Ducklair is missing and Scrooge bought all his stuff at an auction.

Donald is put in charge of custodial of all 150 floors of the tower, but because Donald is just like me fr he ends up counting all the floors and realizing there are 151 floors instead.

We see inside the offices of Channel 00, where we have to, unfortunately, meet Angus Fangus in exchange for meeting the platonic love of my life, Lyla Lay. She is one of my 3 favorite female characters in PKNA and I regularly want to fight characters who mistreat her in a Family Dollar parking lot. Expect a lot of gushing about her when we get to later issues 👍

Angus goes to harass Donald because he's a known friend of PK (established in the older PK comics) and we get to meet Camera 9!!!! I love him and there is a fic shipping him with Donald that I have in my Mark For Later list to read tonight. Camera 9 tells Donald that the actor Brad van Beck is missing, although Angus claims that he never speaks.

That night PK breaks into the 151st floor and we finally meet the whole reason why I try to get people to read PKNA:

UNO!!!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳

Uno is the AI running Ducklair Tower who was built by his dad, Everett Ducklair, so he could talk to someone just as smart as him. Uno tells PK about how everything Everett builds ends up being a weapon of mass destruction, even when he doesn't intend to do so. He then runs away from all his problems to a monastery to "better himself."

Anyways now they're friends!!! YIPPEE!!!

More people who work on Anxieties get cool-flamed, PK gets chased by Evronians, and unfortunately PK has his first of many near-death experiences involving the Duckburg subways. This one is not even close to the worst one so I don't have to add anything to Donald's trauma counter yet.

Donald and Uno scheme to convince Scrooge to rent out the terrace of Ducklair Tower so the Anxieties cast can have their party there. The Evronians crash the party and try to cool-flame Lyla, but the beam just bounces off of her! (I wonder why that is? :3) PK also shows up to crash the party.

This is when we see PK's main weapon for this series, the X-Transformer Shield, in action! It's resistant to the Everonians' weapons, it has a beam that can suspend the target's subjective time, and it allows for PK to have a tiny Uno with him at all times! Uno calls him "partner" :)

The shield has a ton of other features that we'll see later but for now PK throws it as a boomerang to save Duckie Starry once again. Because of this, PK gets his first of many kisses (sadly he doesn't get one from Uno or give him one either)

Angus Fangus makes everyone reading the comic want to fight him by going on air and accusing PK and the Evronians of working together. Paperinik Will Remember That

Breaking the formula to say that I love that Uno stops PK from going on the roof and tells him to sleep so that he doesn't stay up even longer. Currently most of this care and "mommy-ing" is because PK is his first friend, but later that care becomes more and more genuine because he learns to, quote, "have affection" for him. That's why a lot of us ship them <3

I adore most of the characters in PKNA and even the ones I hate I love how they fit into the story. Hope y'all enjoyed this issue and want to read more!!!!!!!

Also someone help me find cheap PKNA figures I cry every time I see the Uno orb listed because even when the price is affordable it'll have $30+ shipping even though all the other stuff I've ordered from Italy has had significantly cheaper shipping.

[rorywritesjunk]

Down in the dark where the waves won't go, I'm bound to find my way.

Sunny and Buggy disagree over the next steps of their life together leading to them spending time apart.

Rating: PG-13 to be safe for swearing and arguing. Warning: Each chapter will have a specific warning. This one has the couple fighting and disagreeing. Talk of starting a family. Buggy is a jerk and Sunny is stubborn. Word Count: 2,647 A/N: The direct sequel to "No locked upon land...", the fic that started it all. I do not use "You" in this as now that Sunny is an established OC I decided not to go that route. This will be several chapters. Originally (lol) it was just two parts but... but I had to expand but I don't expect it to go much longer than the original fic.

Title comes from "Sailing Song" by S.J. Tucker

Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Epilogue Taglist (only because you seem to express interest on these posts, let me know if you want to be removed!): @hey-august @lostfirefly

Chapter 1

Buggy was wondering if his hearing was going or maybe his ears were full of wax. Maybe all those years of cannons and Buggy Balls finally took their toll on him because he wasn’t sure what he heard his lovely wife just say to him. She had brought him lunch wearing one of her cute dresses - a bright yellow one with orange accents embroidered on. She had her hair down, framing her face, and if Buggy didn’t have to take a shift at the helm he would have made sure to let her know how prettier the dress would look on the floor of his office.

But then she said something as she was putting the plate down and he… he wasn’t sure he completely understood what she said.

“What didja say, babe?” He asked as he took a bite of the sandwich she made. “I don’t think I heard ya.”

She sat down next to him and reached over to hold his hand. She made him such a big sandwich that he needed both hands to eat, but this seemed important so he reluctantly set the sandwich down and let her hold his hand.

“Honey, I love you.”

“I… love you too.” He said, frowning at her words as she gave his hand a squeeze. What was going on? Why was she acting so weird? Was this her way of finally asking for a divorce after all this time? Was she finally throwing in the towel with him? He accidentally kicked her while they were both sleeping last night, but that couldn’t be it, could it? “Babe, look, I’m sorry-”

“Buggy, I’m ready to have a baby.” She smiled. ��Or several, I’m not picky.”

“-about-” He stopped, the words entering one ear and out the other. Kids? Why the hell would she want kids? She knew what he was like as a kid, why would she want to raise that? He stared at her, mouth hanging open, before he pulled his hand back and started laughing. “Is this a joke?!”

“No?” Sunny frowned. “I’m being serious.”

“Why the hell would you want to have kids?!” He asked frantically. “Kids with me?! Why?! You saw what I was like, why the hell would you want to deal with that for years and years?!”

She half expected this and she knew how he could get when he was panicky. This would blow over. He had even made an offhand comment a few weeks ago about how having a kid might be nice to carry on his legacy someday. He certainly enjoyed the process.

“Buggy-”

“What’s wrong with you?!” He asked. “That’s a dumb thing to want!”

She crossed her arms and waited for him to calm down. He had pulled his hand away, shaking his head, chattering on how they weren’t ready, it wasn’t the right time, raising a kid on the ship would be horrible, and why would she want a kid with him? She knew that any kid they had could come out looking like him: big red nose in the middle of their face. Why would she want that?

“Should we talk about this later, Buggy?” She asked. He shook his head.

“No! Never! We’re not having kids!” He told her, voice high pitched, almost squawking. “That’s a terrible idea, babe! One of the dumbest ideas I've ever heard!”

Sunny frowned and sat back in her chair. She didn’t expect him to talk to her like that. Maybe she needed to try again later, but what kind of reaction was that? Then again, why was she surprised he was acting over the top? It was very much like him to overreact at times, but his words hurt. She pushed her chair back from the table and stood up to leave but his hand grabbed her wrist. He was looking up at her and she wondered if maybe he would think about it.

“Can you bring me a drink since you’re getting up, babe?” He asked with a grin. “Pleeeease?”

She clenched her jaw and pulled away from him, nodding as she tried to fight back the tears. She managed to keep it together until she left and went to the kitchen.

~

Sunny had hoped to try and talk to him about it again at bedtime but her feelings were hurt. It might not be the best time. He must have forgotten about their lunchtime conversation because he crawled right into bed next to her, wrapping himself around her and giving her a big kiss on the cheek.

“I love you~” He told her with a grin as he nuzzled her cheek. “You looked so cute in that dress today, babe.”

Well, at least it kind of did the trick. “Yea? Was it cute when you hurt my feelings?”

“I did what?” He looked at her funny. “When? What did I say?”

“Buggy, I told you I wanted to have a baby.” She reminded him. “I’m ready to be a mom.”

Buggy stared at her. He had hoped maybe it was a flight of fancy, that it was something she would have forgotten about. They had talked about kids long ago when they first got married, both agreeing that it wasn’t time, but as time went on and other things came up, he was certain he was never going to be ready. After being in charge of himself as a child for a few days with her a few months ago, he was certain he would never be capable of being a father.

“Yea, well, what if I’m not?! We’re still young!” Buggy insisted as he pulled away from her. “We… we got time, you know, why do you want to rush this? We haven't been married that long!”

“We’ve been married 11 years.” Sunny reminded him. “We’re not getting any younger.” 

“We’re not ready.” Buggy shook his head.

“I think we are.” She insisted.

“It’s a terrible idea!” Buggy told her. “Us being parents is the dumbest thing I can think of, you know!” He scooted away from her on the bed and crossed his arms. “We’re not having kids. They’ll ruin my plans.”

Sunny stared at him, feeling the tears well up in her eyes again. “Your plans? What about mine, Buggy? I’ve done so much for your plans, you know, ever since I met you! I’m asking just one thing from you!”

“That one thing that is a lifetime commitment!” Buggy shot back. “We’re not having kids and that’s it!” He huffed in frustration and laid down on the bed, frowning up at her as she looked away from him. “Don’t pout, babe. Go to bed. You want a baby so bad maybe I can get you a tiger cub so Richie can have a friend.”

Sunny wiped at her eyes and sniffed, saying nothing to him as she stayed sitting up. He rolled his eyes. He knew she’d get over it in a few days, hell probably even by tomorrow. He reached over to touch her arm, wanting to cuddle, but she jerked away from him and climbed out of bed.

“Where are you going? It’s bedtime, babe!” He said as he watched her slip on a pair of boots and grab a jacket. “You’re in your pajamas!”

“I need to walk around the ship.” She told him. “I-I need to think, Buggy.”

“Babe, it’s dark out there. Think tomorrow.” He sighed, rolling his eyes again. “I’m serious about getting you a tiger cub. That would be so much better than a kid.”

“Shut up, Buggy.” She snapped at him, catching him off guard as she stalked out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He sat in bed, surprised that she actually left. He figured she would have stayed in the room.

~

Sunny not talking to him was one of the worst things Buggy ever endured. He spent one week early in their marriage getting the cold shoulder from her and a week had passed since she brought up having kids and she wouldn’t speak to him, not even look at him. He felt she was overreacting to this but he had a surprise for her to make her talk to him again and forget about the idea of ever having kids. He planned a route to swing by the place where they first met, go to the lake where he professed his love to her, and bring her some duck feed. That’s all it would take for her to apologize and insist that Buggy was right all along and that having kids was dumb.

It took them a few days to get there and Buggy kept trying to talk to her, dropping some hints about what he was up to, but she just ignored him. He stomped his foot at one point when she walked right past him after he tried to flirt with her while she was carrying a laundry basket.

“Will you stop ignoring me?!” He whined. “Babe, come on! I got something fun planned for us!”

Sunny stopped, her shoulders drooping as she turned to look at him. Buggy froze, staring at her as he gulped. She wasn’t smiling at him which was upsetting. There was no sparkle in her eye, no happiness in her voice when she spoke. She just… she looked depressed.

“Babe?”

“What, Buggy?” She asked with a sigh. “I’m busy.”

“Oh yea? Too busy to go on a date with me in a few days?” He asked, feeling a dagger to his heart at her just saying his name. She hadn’t been calling him ‘honey’ at all since that argument in the bedroom. Using just his name was hurtful. He at least kept using his nickname for her. “C’mon, it’ll be fun!”

She just shrugged, shifting the basket from one hip to the other. Buggy rubbed his nose and looked away. It was a little weird to him to see that, reminding of when she carried the kid a few times when he had been upset or tired. She looked natural in those moments and admittedly, Buggy had thought maybe they could do it, raise a kid together, have the flashiest brat on all the seas, but just the fear of something going wrong, something happening to Sunny, was enough for him to not want her to go through with it.

“Do I have to?” She asked. His jaw dropped and he stomped his foot again, clenching his fists. “It doesn't sound fun right now.”

“Yes! I’m the Captain and I order you to go on a date with me!” He told her angrily. “And it’s going to be romantic and you’ll have fun, understand?! You’ll forget your stupid idea of having kids and realize I was right for once!”

She stared at him before turning away and heading to their bedroom. Buggy hated that she walked away like that without talking to him, so he added, “Wear that cute pink dress of yours, okay?”

Sunny said nothing and disappeared into their bedroom.

~

Buggy gave her instructions on what to do, where to go, and what she should wear while they had a breakfast of plain toast and cold bacon. She didn’t have it in her to cook which bothered Buggy. She always cooked the best breakfasts for him but since their fight it had just been… soggy plain toast and cold, greasy bacon. He complained once and after a steely look from her in which she said he could cook his own food next time, he didn't say anything else.

Was his marriage over? 

If that was the case, he really had to make sure she remembered why they were in love with each other, that he made her laugh and that she took care of him. Buggy had to make sure his wife didn’t leave him and that she remembered how much she loved Buggy and how much he loved her. They didn’t need to have kids to be happy, they had each other, and if Buggy tried, he could send Mohji out to find Sunny a pet or something to take care of.

He made sure to look his absolute best for this: he shined his shoes, the buttons on his jacket, made sure his clothes were clean, and that his makeup looked fresh. He looked at himself in the mirror, grinning and looking smug as he struck a few poses, winking at himself in the mirror. Sunny was going to love seeing him looking his best. He even wore the cravat she gifted him on his birthday after they first met. She would see that and would realize how much he loved her and that she was being silly for getting upset.

He put Mohji in charge before heading out. He made Sunny leave earlier after getting ready. She didn’t put up a fight which he was pleased with. He had heard that her old boss was about to retire so he suggested she dress up and visit the old hag. He ignored how she glared at him calling Miss Pins that, but she left without a fight.  She even wore the dress he wanted to see her in as well as some jewelery.

He had a picnic basket in one hand and a bag of duck feed in the other as he waited by the lake for her. He set things down and crossed his arms over his chest, looking smug at his plan. It definitely had to work. She would show up, impressed he remembered these details, and apologize to him for suggesting they have kids. 

Five minutes passed after their agreed upon time. Buggy figured the old hag was talking Sunny’s ear off.

Ten minutes and he wondered if he needed to go rescue her.

Fifteen and… she was coming, right, maybe she got lost?

Twenty minutes and he noticed a little girl wandering around the shelter he and Sunny had to take cover in when he told him how he felt all those years ago during a downpour. 

Twenty five minutes passed and the little girl noticed him, smiling brightly as she walked over to him. He stiffened up, looking around to see if she had any other adult she could go talk to, but why was she coming to talk to him?

“Are you a clown?” She asked with a big smile. “I love clowns! They’re so funny! Can you do any tricks?”

“W-Where are your parents, kid?! You don’t just walk up to strangers and ask them that!” Buggy scolded her as he tried to spot any other adult in the area. It was just the two of them. “Go away, my wife is gonna come and we have a date!”

“Ohh.” The little girl looked around. Buggy wasn’t good at ages, but he wondered if maybe she was around 10 or so. She looked around the same size as the kid, maybe a little shorter. “Um… I don’t… I don’t know where my mama and papa are.”

“Well, go find them!” Buggy insisted, giving her a little shove. “I can’t be distracted, now beat it!”

Her little head kept swiveling around, trying to see if she could spot one of her parents. Her blonde hair was pulled back into two braids with little clasps securing them that had two green stones on them. She had freckles on her face, bright eyes filled with tears, and as she looked up at Buggy, sniffling loudly as it dawned on her that her parents weren’t around, he wondered what he just got himself into.

“W-What’s your name, kid?”

She sniffled, tears rolling down her cheeks as she tried to dry her eyes. “M-My name’s Sunny and… and I’m lost!”

She began to cry and Buggy started to panic. This would be the perfect time for his Sunny to walk up and fix everything.

[imaginespazzi]

NIVIIII!!!! Oh my GOD. I always think about how much I love GH and I genuinely reread chapters quite often, but whenever a new chapter comes out, I get BLASTED by dopamine and feel so thankful for you and this amazing story 😭 but ANYWAYS, chapter 12 thoughts below:

- okay so I am reading this in the middle of the night LOL, but can you explain the Tristian timeline again? So Azzi tries to win Paige back, but then sees Paige with Olivia. After that, does she fly home and have her 1 night stand with Tristian (and then get pregnant obvs)? But there you mentioned something about Azzi finally calling Tristian a month later, but this is for when they set up the dinner and Azzi tells him she’s preggo right? Idk, if you can just explain the timeline I’d appreciate it 🤣🤣

- the scene of Paige and Stephie fighting killedddd me. I cried LOL. I just thought about Drew in the background just feeling so out of place and guilty as he watches what’s going them between P, A, and Stephie LOL

- fuckkkk I can’t imagine how Azzi was feeling when she saw Paige with Olivia for the first time. A seeing how P used to interact with her, but now it’s with someone else 😭😭

- Azzi getting choosing to keep the baby bc she saw that Olivia and Paige are engaged?? LMFAOOO girl was down soooo bad. Jk, I can see how having your own CHILD can make you feel not alone, but damn Azzi went for drastic measures there LOL

- is Olivia like Azzi? Like does Olivia and Azzi have the same personality? Is Olivia a light skin baddie and hats why Paige fell for her? I’m assuming yes to both of these questions and Paige was just projecting Azzi onto Olivia…?

- I know that this part made the story sadder and have more angst, but I am SOOOOO glad that you wrote Paige as having a backbone and not cracking immediately again and saying that she’ll stay for Azzi (and Stephie). Like I’m glad Paige is standing up for herself and thinking about everything and mostly importantly about herself, instead of just choosing Azzi and choosing to stay for Azzi.

- Paige wanting to say I love you to Azzi, but her also stuttering and Azzi not letting her say it until she knows that she wants to stay?? I think this was huge, like obvs their first I love you moment to each other should be big and not like after a big fight/used as a cop out

- I genuinely wonder how the next chapter is gonna go. Like there are so many things that are uncertain rn. Will Paige trust Azzi? Will Azzi trust Paige? Ig we’ll eventually find out (and see if Nivi wants to hurt as Pazzi hearts or not) 😭😭

This ask is plenty long already… so I’ll end it here. But thanks in advance for the response Nivi and for clarifying the timeline with Tristian/when Azzi gets pregnant! Thanks also for your amazing writing and for feeding our Pazzi hearts. Even though this was a sadder chapter, but was still so so good and personally made me feel happier about that Azzi injury news we learned about today 😞 I just want to see Azzi healthy and hooping!! But she’ll be back soon. 🫶

Awwwwww yayyy love providing a dopamine boost because y'all reviews provide me with a serotonin one fr fr!

- You pretty much have the timeline down lovie but yeah it's basically, Azzi sees Paige and Olivia, she goes back to SF that same night and then goes to the bar straight from the airport and has her one night stand. About a week or two later, she has a pre-season check-up and that's where she finds out she's pregnant (probably because of a blood test) and then it takes her another week or two to finally call Tristan (denial and decision) and then probably a day or two after that, they finally meet. So that's why it takes her a month to call Tristan, does that make sense?

- I lowkey had no clue what do with Drew in that scene so he's just there I guess lmao?

- It was a ROUGH 48 hours or so for Azzi, let's just say that lol

- Girl chose the most dramatic, life-changing way to get rid of her loneliness but I guess when life gives you a door to get rid of your problems, you walk through it amirite?

- Olivia is up to y'alls imagination. Someone once said they pictured Samantha Logan and ever since then, that's also what I've been picturing. But I don't necessarily think Olivia and Azzi are very similar personality-wise because I think Paige was looking for something completely different that didn't remind her of the past.

- Paige needs to choose to stay for herself above anything else. It's the only way she won't regret it or resent the decision.

- Yeah an I love you is not a band-aid to put on a fight, especially one their entire relationship is sort of hinging on and it needs to come from a place that isn't desperation.

- Next chapter will be fun!

[m-ilkiee]

Oh wow…that shit’s so messed up I’m sorry- Seeing how fucking brutal these two are to her, it lowkey makes me wanna get back at them somehow cuz I’m petty lol. Like I know it’s wishful thinking cuz it’s Mikey and Izana we’re talking about, and they have a shit ton more power than reader, but plsplspls I want them to suffer MORE WKAJWHEBV. At first, I’d imagine reader with some other man, but they both can easily get rid of him and punish her and make her suffer even more, so I drop that idea pretty quickly. Just let my girl live in peace for fuck’s sake…

OOHH!! Imagine how they’ll react when she completely…snaps. Just gone. An empty shell of who she was. I’m talking about legit no emotions or feelings or any type of reactions when they hurt her. Nothing. Completely dull to all their messed up antics. I once read a short scenario similar to this (it’s a yandere type thing), and the darling is exactly like this, so I wonder how the brothers would handle that. Would they give up on her? Would they get rid of her entirely due to anger? Would they at least try to do something? It doesn’t matter what they do, scream at her, hit her, give her “love” or “affections” or gifts. It simply doesn’t matter. She would not react at all.

OR OR. I’m sorry but I’m getting excited at the mere thought of those two suffering LKJWDBN. Maybe she, somehow in someway, manages to get away from them both and move to somewhere else far, FAR away. And they can’t even find her, it’s like she completely disappears from the face of the earth. All of her info is deleted on the internet and her socials (if she has any), and they just can’t track her down AT ALL. If they treat her like she’s lower than the dirt under their shoes, why bother anymore right? Not like they truly love her like she deserves anyway, might as well leave them. I wanna be the one to help her get away cuz that girl deserves nothing but the best fr :((

OR OR OR- (IM SORRY I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS AND IM LITERALLY VIBRATING RN. This is SO much fun, I love this series SO much). Imagine if she gets into a terrible accident. Car accident, someone stabbed her, hit her head hard. IDK. Whatever it is, she got hurt BAD. Like hospital-emergency-surgery-ASAP bad. Would they even care tbh? I mean, it means she has a chance of finally leaving Emma alone right? Their family can finally go back to normal, and they don’t have to fight her for Emma’s attention anymore. They should feel relieved, happy even, that she can be gone forever…right? Would be even better if they have no idea at first, so they start wondering why they don’t see her in campus or why she isn’t with Emma at parties anymore or why she isn’t picking up her damn phone or texting them back after literal weeks. Meanwhile she’s still at the hospital, in a coma, barely hanging on for dear life. If she dies…they shouldn’t be bothered, right? Especially Izana. (Honestly, idk if I want them to be devastated or nonchalant about reader’s death. Like the fucking audacity to feel sad about her death when you’re the one who LITERALLY made her life hell. But then they’d be just straight up assholes/psychos if they don’t gaf.)

Due to these thoughts, I’m very excited to see chapter 10 whenever it’s out. I know it’s still very early on, and the description or plot may change, but the summary is making me SHAKING. LIKE WYM BROKE THE CYCLE??? IS MY GIRL FINALLY FREE??? WYM AT WHAT COST??? SHE SUFFERS ENOUGH LET HER BE FREEE- anyways :)) I FEEL LIKE IM ANNOYING YOU WITH THESE ASKS IDK. IF SO I APOLOGIZE AJEFJN- One last question, the series only has 10 chapters right?

OKAY IM DONE I PROMISE LMAO.

FIRST OF ALL YOU'RE NOT ANNOYING ME AT ALLL! I've your ask fifteen times and I kick my feet and giggle cause how do I have such creative READERS I LOVE YALL NGL.

I lwk want reader to just start messing around with other men too, but like she's not that kind of person at all unfortunately. Plus she's seen enough with men after her father, her brothers and then the Sanos.

There's definitely a point where reader snaps and goes off the grid that they can't find her BUT I DON'T WANNA GIVE SPOILERS. Long story short, the two brothers aren't thrilled with the situation.

I believe pre Chapter 3, they won't really care, but post chapter 3, whew boy... if something happened to reader, Mikey's definitely going to start tweaking. Godforbid reader dies, every hospital staff treating her and their families will see jesus before tuesday. If reader dies or leaves Mikey post chapter 3, Mikey's going off the rails mentally and physically. Izana might be affected for a long while, but he can still bounce back, just a tad bit more cruel and he may or may not start sleeping with women that look like reader...

CHAPTER 10 will be hands down my favourite to write. Idk what I'll do w/ my life when monsters is over tbh (finish my other wips ofc)