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[emacrow]

Danny had a very rough week of not sleeping....

Five days straight of non stop ghost hunting, barely focusing on whatever their parents new inventions were and sabotaging them..

Then Saturday began...

There was skulker with him, ghostnapping and chasing him at 12am in the morning to 3:20am in some new extravagant hunting ground in the ghost zone which ended up backfiring on him later when it wasn't even his hunting ground as the original ghost owner started chasing skulker.

Then there was Johnny and kitty argument and dragging him along as an unwillingly victim because johnny was flirting with some ghost girl as he was trying to fly back to his family portal around 4am.

Accidentally crashing into Youngblood ship who rather excited to play again for the 28th this week and it fucking Saturday man..

He finally back home at 10am.. only to noticed that his parents left him to go on some honeymoon field trip since Jazz was in gotham for her collage and part time job as a assistant turned into a full time therapist in Arkham because she actually got a break through with Scarecrow with his childhood trauma and the Arkham are still flabbergasted by her abilities and immediately slapped her a full time sponsorship.

He tries to go back to sleep only to get notifications at 11:03am from tucker that Techno and Vortex teaming to cause a full blown out town wreacking havoc with a literally tornado dragging machines into it for some grand plan which was a fucking pain in his ass because his thermo also got caught in it.

Danny is dragging himself back to his bed after souping both Techno and Vortex, flopping onto his bed to finally catch those zzz when it about 6:29pm

Only for fucking Vlad to start his own bullshit with a new invention.

Danny is about to fucking snap at this point, vlad doesn't know what he released over a week of sleep deprived danny.

Maybe because how tired he was at that moment to not noticed the ray gun that vlad had looked oddly like the one his parents were making yesterday only to get hit by it directly...

Only to noticed he not in his bed anymore..

He was in snow.. iced cold snow in the middle of freezing temperatures and near some icy like palace..

He could cry right now..

He thought he got sent to the Far Frozen, welp this would be a great spot to take some much needed sleep. His mind is too muddle right now to even takea glance on small his form is now at the moment.

Flying a bit loopy through the icy palace, not noticing humaniod like giant crystallized statues with a S on their chests blinking some kind of alarm.

Making himself right at home as he made a nice snow like fluffy blankey that Frostbite once taught him whenever he went through his daily shots and stay the night there..

Drifting off to sleep finally with the sound of the silence..

He was already too far gone into unconscious to be awakened at this point..

Unaware that his presence brought alert to a certain Superhero.

Whom found a tiny little boy in the Fortress of Solitude, sleeping peacefully like the dead despite his heart beating very very slowly to health concerning matter.

Trying to wake him up only brought him a tiny punch to a face so hard and fast that it actually hurt him.

Which made Clark froze as he realized that punch actually hurted...

Which brought a major misunderstanding that slowly became a much bigger one later on in the dna scanner.

[grimeclown]

I do have q hard time sympathizing with grimes over the shit Elon is putting her through. Girl with "anti-imperialist" in her Twitter bio let the apartheid emerald mine nepo baby billionaire put 3 whole kids in yer and they named the last one Techno Mechanicus

[toruro]

euphoria

genre: smut ish idk(18+ / mdni), college au, asshole seokmin ...

tags: oral (m receiving), pet names (sweetie, baby), idk. he's kinda condescending lol

w/c: 2k

a/n: @cryoculus U SENT AN ASK ABT SOMETHING LIKE THIS LIKE A YEAR AGO IM CRYING T-T i'm sosorry if this shit doesn't make sense i wrote the whole thing while high idk what happened to this .... it's a little different from what u asked but i hope u enjoy!!! also thanks to em for reading this over for me (i didn't trasnfer any of the edits she gave me because i'm lazy but it's the thought that counts <3)

[11:41 PM]

You have a feeling you're going to get an earful from your friends the next morning, but as Seokmin's warm fingers wrap around your wrist and tug you through the hall, you can hardly say you care.

It's not a big deal! You swear!

It's just ... you might have boasted about not being a victim of the thirteen heartthrobs of campus a few nights before. And ... you might be heading off to a fun, fun night, hand in hand with one of such proclaimed men.

Fuck.

It's not like you intended to end up in a bed with Seokmin tonight but also ... everyone knows Seokmin's different. Isn't he?

He's a sweet boy with a sweet smile and a sweet mouth. Girls loved him, boys loved him, professors loved him—everyone damn person on campus loved him, and maybe you kinda loved him too.

It just happened so naturally, you swear! Catching up over a beer and the blaring techno—you two were partners in one of your first labs, and you think it's just on brand for him to still remember you years later—casual pleasantries and greeting hugs soon turned into sly remarks and hot, brisk touches.

He was leading the way before you know it, out to his car and to his place and—okay, you get it! You get it! Everyone knows you aren't fond of those 13 boys but, you mean—this is Seokmin. There's no way he could be an asshole, right?

[12:05 AM]

Your skin is on fucking fire.

Pushing you against the door as soon as you get into his apartment, Seokmin's lips are on yours and you swear you're in heaven. Plump lips sucking against yours, tongues kissing in your hot mouths as his hands run all up and over you. Grabbing at your skin, massaging the soft flesh of your waist, thigh slowly slotting between yours and something inside of you just melts at the thought of what's going to happen tonight.

Because holy hell, Seokmin's a nice guy, but something about the way his fingers are firm on your skin, teeth clashing against yours as he kisses you deeply as he presses you into the door ... shit, you might just go crazy.

He's whispering in your ear—all that "tell me when to stop" stuff—and then you're nodding, tellin' him that you "need him now," and so Seokmin wastes no time before tugging you into his room. He gently pushes you toward his bed, the back of your knees hitting the mattress and crumbling against the sheets. Standing by the door, under the dim light on his nightstand, you catch the golden glow of his skin and something in your core quivers.

"You look ... really fucking hot," he says all breathy and all, walking closer to you at steadfast pace that increases along with your heartbeat.

Fuck, he's really hot. Veins all big and bulging as he gets nearer and nearer until—fuck, he's standing right in front of you. Waist right by your head, you swallow a hard but bubbling lump in your throat, glancing up at Seokmin's pretty, pretty eyes.

"G'na suck me off sweetie?" he says so kindly you might just fold in on yourself at the thought of having his dick in your mouth, and so you nod your head with your lips parted and eyes wide.

Now, there isn't really anything kind about the way he grabs your hand, placing them on the belt of his jeans as he watches you expectantly. "Well go on baby," he coos and then you realize for a moment that Seokmin might not just be as kind as he lets on but ... oh fuck, he's so damn hot when he watches you from above, dark glint in his eyes when you work your fingers through the belt.

And so in your horny haze, lust pounding in your bloodstream, you unzip his jeans and tug down the waistband and his boxers in one go. His cock slips out, all hard and glistening from the pretty beads of pre-cum that dribble over the veins, the curves of his length.

You're so distracted by the mere sight of him, his tight shirt also riding up his abs and giving you a glance at the peaks and valleys of muscle that lie beneath. Seokmin pulls you back into reality quickly when you feel something hard and sticky hit your cheek and—oh.

Fuck, you wonder when you started being turned on by such dirty things.

Your hot cunt clenches when you feel Seokmin's thick cock gently slap on your other cheek, lips finally parting and instinctively sticking your tongue out. "Finally picking up, huh ..." he mutters and you think you might cum in an instant. "There you go sweetie," Seokmin continues, wrapping his hand at the base of your cock and letting the heavy tip fall against your tongue. "You know what to do, don't you?"

It sounds like a challenge, almost. That little glint in his eye and your mind's going dizzy at just the taste of his cock. Fuck, you're going to have one hell of a night.

[08:14 AM]

Damn it.

When you open your eyes the first time this morning, you realize you're in a bed, naked, and it would all be fine if only it wasn't any bed but yours.

God-fucking-damn it.

It rings in your head as you blink awake, only to be clouded with images from the night before ... your fingers digging into the hard muscle of a tough back ... hot, sticky skin flush against each other, strings of curses flowing from your lops ... fat cock stretching you out while it's buried s'deep inside of you ... his—

Lee Seokmin.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, you just slept with Lee Seokmin.

Fuck, you're friends are never going to let you hear the end of this when they find out you had sex with Lee fucking Seokmin just the night before.

You jolt out up at the realization, frantically looking around only to find yourself alone in his room. Where the hell is he? Your mind races through all the possibilities: You know you're at his apartment but is here too? Somewhere else? There's no way he left you here alone ... right? Oh my god—did he sleep next to you? Where in the fuck is—

You throw the blanket off your body and attempt to slide off the bed to figure out what the hell is going on, but just as you do so, a pang of pain streams through your lower half.

A soft whimper escapes your lip at both the pain and the realization that Seokmin fucked you so good the night before that he's left you sore all over. God, you can't remember the last time you had a fuck this good.

Just as quickly as the thought pops into your mind, you push it away. What are you thinking?! You shouldn't be thinking like this—for fuck's sake, you told everyone that you'd never, ever sleep with one of them! Even Seokmin, despite his sunshine allegations. Should have fuckin' known he wasn't the sweetest one of the lot ... but looking back on your night, you're not sure if you cared.

After all, Seokmin was hot. Hot as hell, and—

Your thoughts are interrupted by the creak of a door. Instinctively, you grab the sheets and bunch it up close to your chest, hoping to shield your bare body from whoever walks. The first thing you see when you glance at who's walked in a familiar, chiseled jawline, and a deceivingly sweet smile.

When you take another second to glance over his figure, something in your stomach churns. He's shirtless—of-fucking-course he is—with dark se

"Morning sweetie," Seokmin sings, and you swear you hear a tinge of that mean, mean voice you heard last night. He walks in with a glass of water, and you don't say anything as he walks over to the side of the bed you're on. You clutch the sheets closer to your chest, and you swear you hear him chuckle softly. "I've seen you in much less pretty—not sure why you're hiding now."

Your cheeks burn at the statement, and you break eye contact, unsure of what to say. "I ... I—whatever. I should probably head out," you say softly, eyes stuck on the ground as you reach for your panties that somehow ended up on the ground overnight.

You feel Seokmin's gaze on you as he walks over, holding his arm out to you. You don't move, and he rolls his eyes.

"C'mon, take the drink," he urges you, holding the glass closer to your lips. You narrow your eyes at him. "It's just water," he chuckles. "You know you want some."

Huffing, you open your mouth, eyes locking with Seokmin's. You're challenging him before you even realize it. You never took him as the confrontational type, but with some unknown buzz coursing through your veins, something inside you wants to see what'll happen when you push his buttons.

Something tugs at the edge of Seokmin's lips. You swear it's a smirk, as he holds the glass to your lips, tipping it slightly so the water meets your mouth. Slowly, you drink as he feeds you, and all is normal until he tilts it a little to high and—

"Oh—oh oops," Seokmin coos when you glance down, water spilling all over your collarbone and slipping under the fabric of his duvet that covers your chest. A few drops dribble past the corner of your lips and off your chin as you glare at him when he pulls the glass away. "You're gonna have to clean up the mess you made, you know?"

You scoff, hugging the cover closer to your chest. "You mean the mess you made," you shoot back, slightly cringing at the feeling of wet cloth against your skin. Seokmin's closer to you now, and you're trying to not let it get to you.

His hips are positioned close to your head, bare abdomen right in your direct line of sight, and you swear there's a tent in his pants but you also swear that you're trying not to look but—

"C'mon, you know you wanna," Seokmin tells you, and suddenly his hand is on your chin, tilting your head up to look you in the eye.

"Wanna what?" you retort.

"Stop playin' hard to get sweetie," Seokmin scoffs, and you hate the way you feel a gush between your legs. "You know you want me to clean you up."

"I don't know what you're talking abo—"

You cut yourself off with a small gasp of surprise when Seokmin drops to his knees by the edge of the bed next to you, positioning himself right by your legs. His face is close to your covered chest now, but almost instinctively, you loosen your grip on the duvet. Seokmin notices, and smirks.

"There we go," he hums, fingers tracing over the figure of your body as he scoots closer. He inches his face closer to your neck, nose brushing of your collarbone making you shudder. "Drop the act baby ... we both know there's a reason your still here."

You contemplate the different ways that this moment can go down, but all of them end with the same vision: hot, heavy, wet, and—

"Please," you whimper, spreading your legs over the edge of the bed so Seokmin can place himself right between them. "Please," the words escape your lips again, even more desperate than the first.

You feel Seokmin's lips curve at the sound, and all you can think about is how in the world you're going to explain this to your friends.

God fucking damnit.

[sunberies]

#artdump 🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️

1st slide!!

These are Rosie’s BFFS :3 the Techno Troll is Juno and the rock troll is Blaze 😋 this is them coming back from a party, cause my girl Rosie may be a book worm, and maybe a slight Twilight Sparkle rip-off, but she was a complete party animal in her early 20s :) also these three are part of a band with Sunny and some other trolls I have yet to create 😭

SLIDE TWO!

QUEEN ROSIE OMG!!! As written next to her(sorry for terrible handwriting..) she was totally ready to become queen, and super excited for it! Sunny was also happy cause as he says “You got all the brains, and I got the good looks😚” Also tried to base her crown on some evening primroses hence the flowers :3

Slide threee notfouurrr :)

Rosie being a little shit and getting put in air jail by her mother the beautiful Queen of Pop, Poppy :3🩷

Slide four~

S-self insert..,.. 🤯

AnyWAYYSSSS HOPE YOU ENJOY DONT FORGET TO FIND THINGS THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO MOULD THEM WITH YOUR BARE HANDS!!! 😚😚😋😋���🩷🩷🩷🩷

[frenchkisstheabyss]

⛧𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝙱𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙸𝙸𝙸⛧

⛧ Pairing: poly!slasher!minsung x chubby!fem!reader

⛧ Genre: slasher au/horror/fluff/angst

⛧ Summary: It's been two weeks since that fateful night your crushes revealed their killer hobby to you. You promise yourself you'll never look back but your ties to each other can't be severed so easily. Especially not when your own gruesome urges begin to creep in and an unexpected visitor gives you the perfect opportunity to set them free. Do you have it in you to resist or are you destined to return to them?

⛧ Word Count: 2.1k-ish

⛧ Warnings: horror elements, masturbation (f w/ vibrator), blood, violence (none between you 3 though. you psychos love each other too much), someone breaks into reader's house w/ short fight scene after, erotic homicidal urges, dead bodies, strong language, you become a killer bby girl, suggestive convos, everyone gets kinda sentimental, & that's all.

⛧ A/N: I'm such a spooky girl at my core (it's where my writing roots are) so it's been fun writing this dark comedy/romance and I love you forever if you're joining this quite odd ride with me.

Also thank youuu @imperfectlyperfectprincess1 and @lxsunshine for asking to be tagged! I've never really had a tag list but if anyone else wants to be, totally let me know! 🖤

💀 <<< Rewind to Tape 1 <<< 💀

Somewhere along the way your wires got crossed. You could blame it on Han and Minho for what they did but that’d be unfair wouldn’t it? What they uncovered in you—the same darkness lurking within themselves—has alway been here and it refuses to be buried again. But you try.

It’s been a long 15 minutes soaking in this bath with one leg draped over the side of the tub and your waterproof vibrator buzzing away beneath the lilac bubbles. Music plays in your headphones, ambient tunes meant to melt the tension from your body. Squeezing your eyes shut you try—you really try—to chase off intrusive visions of two sickeningly handsome psychopaths. You don’t want to remember what you saw that night but the picture’s so clear in your head that it might as well be playing out in front of you all over again.

For the few seconds that you manage to shake the thought, your vibrator feels useless. It hums against your walls with all the enjoyment of a leg that’s fallen asleep. But when the image snaps back into frame—them standing there in nearly nothing, blood dripping down their bodies—it feels heavenly. The pleasure travels through you in pulses, spreading further out the longer you indulge in your memories.

This isn’t right. You have to stop. You know you do. So do it. You can’t. Lie to yourself all you want but this is what you need. Water splashes onto the floor as your leg slips into the tub, moans dancing freely from your lips. Your heart thumps like a techno beat, battling the light music in your headphones for dominance.

The pressure in your lower belly overtakes you, dangerously close to erupting. Crashing into your high, your eyes fall open and you’re met with a face you haven’t seen in months. You open your mouth to scream but a hand is already around your throat, dragging you out of the bathtub. 

“Where’s my brother?” the man shouts, the dim lighting in the bathroom only partially concealing a face twisted with rage.

You claw at his hands, nails slicing through his skin like razors. He grunts, gripping his bloody hand, and tosses you across the floor. A framed picture crashes to the floor as you hit the wall with a thud, your ears ringing at the impact. Turning to lunge at you again, he trips on the soaking wet bath mat and falls at your feet. You latch onto the toilet, struggling to pull yourself up when you’re still covered in bubbles.

“I know you know something! So tell me!” he demands, catching you by the ankle. He uses all of his strength to drag you down but you’re too slippery to hold onto.

“I don’t know where your fucking brother is!” you scream, grabbing onto the toilet tank. Tucking your fingers under the lip of the heavy lid, you pull at it as hard as you can. 

“You’re lying! Either tell me what happened or I’ll make you, you fucking bi—”

Ding! You swing around and crack him in the head with the porcelain lid. He stares up, not particularly at you, his gaze empty. Everything goes dark for him, blood gushing down his head, and he’s down. High off of adrenaline, you toss on your robe and run for the phone at the end of the hall. Hands shaking, tears running down your cheeks, you pick it up to call the cops. But something stops you.

Instinct takes over and your fingers are already dialing the new number. You wipe the tears from your cheeks and find yourself fixated on the bloody skin under your nails. The line rings so many times that you almost think no one will answer.

“My baby!” Han cheers on the other end of the call, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. “I missed you.”

 There’s some shuffling followed by Minho’s voice, “We missed you!” 

You flick the skin from under your nails, smiling to yourself. “Hi boys,” you sniffle, knowing there’s no turning back, “I missed you too. You wouldn’t happen to be, uh, busy tonight would you?”

Minho feels like an old man who can’t get his dick up. It might actually be easier if he were. At least then there’d be a pill to fix what he’s going through. Ever since you walked out that door both he and Han have had the worst dry spell they’ve ever experienced. The only dry spell they’ve ever experienced. The last body they touched was your ex’s. They threw it, every last piece of it, somewhere no one would ever find him and left it at that. It just wasn’t fun anymore.

Detectives call what they’re going through a “cooling off” period. It’s the time between murders when a serial killer returns to their normal lives, biding their time until they can kill again. Poking his spoon around in a bowl of soggy cereal, a pouty Minho doubts that’ll happen any time soon. “I hate this!” he whines, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

Han pushes his legs away, flopping down beside him on the couch, “Get your feet off my coffee table.”

“Meh meh meh meh meh meh meh” Minho mocks, deflating when it hits him that he can hardly enjoy picking on Han anymore.

Han scooches closer to Minho, offering him a shoulder to lay his head on. Minho takes it, feeling Han’s sadness without having to see the heartbroken look on his face. No matter how much he teases him, Han’s his best friend. They’re brothers. They understand each other like no one else can and he knows how badly Han hoped you would too.

“You wanna go to the medical history museum tomorrow?” Minho asks, calling upon all of his cuteness to make Han happy.

Han doesn’t answer but exhales a “Hmm…” that signals he might be interested. 

Minho bats his eyelashes, laying it on heavy, “Come on, they have the world’s largest collection of human skulls. You know you love good head. I mean, no, wait, that didn’t…shit.” Han hangs his head, laughing so hard it makes him wheeze. “Why would you say that? Just why?”

Minho sits up, elbowing him in the side, “Fuck you. I was trying to cheer you up.”

Han throws his arms around Minho, hugging him tightly, “Stop sulking! I’ll go! Who needs a girl when you have the world’s largest collection of human skulls, ya know?”

Minho narrows his eyes, resisting the urge to fight against the hug just this once. Deep down inside, really deep, he loves it. “Exactly” he huffs, “Women are a distraction anyway. We’re better off without her.” 

Ring! Ring! Ring! The sound of the phone sucks all of the air from the room and their stomachs collectively sink. In record time they’re halfway across the room, pushing each other out of the way to check the caller ID. Your name flashes on it and Han snatches it up just as Minho’s fingers graze the buttons. 

Han answers the phone, almost too excited to contain himself, “My baby!” Minho folds his arms, quietly judging Han for being such a dork about this.

“I missed you” Han says, lower this time, his back turned to Minho.

What happened to not needing you? What happened to being better off without you? Oh, fuck it.

Minho steals the phone, blushing so hard his ears turn red, “We missed you.”

A minimum of six traffic laws were broken when the boys realized something had happened to you. Of course you couldn’t tell them the incriminating details over the phone. Luckily, hearing you cry was more than enough for them to stop everything and speed across the city to check on you. They really only cared about seeing you again but the presence of a possibly dead body doesn’t hurt.

In your second stroke of luck tonight, if you can call it that, you’re positive no one knows he’s here. There’s nothing on him to track him by. He came only with the tools he used to break in and a taser he no doubt intended to use on you. And there won’t be any fuss from your downstairs neighbor. She hasn’t been able to hear since 1982. All that’s left is the matter of what to do with him. 

Gathered in your bathroom, the three of you stand over the body carefully watching for signs of life. Han and Minho glance at each other behind your back. They’re both wondering the same thing but don’t know how to ask. They play a quick game of rock, paper, scissors. Han’s rock and he hates that for himself. Minho’s paper and he’s never been happier. Minho mouths, “Loser” and Han flips him off. 

“Baby” Han says sweetly, holding your hand, “Were you and this guy, like…”

You stare at him, happy to be holding his hand but genuinely confused, “Were we?” Reading the room, you pick up on what they mean. “No, no, no! Never! This…” you say, kicking the motionless body, “Is my ex’s shithead brother. He broke in cause he wants to know where his brother is.”

Minho shrugs, pulling the belt to your bathrobe out, “Let’s make sure they’re reunited then shall we?” He wraps the belt around each hand a few times until there’s tension in the fabric and just enough room to fit a human neck. Minho sits down on the floor, positioning the man’s head in his lap. He’s ready to tighten the belt around his neck but there’s something bugging him. “Do you guys hear that?”

You all listen closely, picking up on a nearly inaudible buzzing. Han follows the sound over to the bathtub where the bubbles have long dissolved and spots the source immediately. He rolls his sleeves up and reaches into the water, pulling out your vibrator.

“Oh my god. Give it here!” you shriek, taking it and switching it off. You toss it in the cabinet under the sink, unable to handle how much they’re obviously loving this. “So, did you come at least?” Minho asks, relaxing his hold on the belt. 

“I’m not answering that.” 

Han’s studied you enough to tell when you’re lying. “She did! Did you think about us when you did it?” 

Minho giggles, far too pleased with himself, “She did.” 

“Go to hell!” you snap, getting on your knees beside Minho. You take the belt from him, winding it around your hands the same way that he did. “Show me.”

Your boldness throws them off—this is far from what they were expecting—but they don’t hesitate to guide you. Han joins you on the other side, showing you how to hold the belt properly. Minho checks the pulse before propping the body up for you. It’s weak but it’s there. It feels natural to be doing this together, like the space between them was always meant to be one you’d inhabit.

“Thanks for coming, you guys” you say, seconds from strangling a man, “Most guys won’t even buy me flowers and you risked the electric chair for me. That’s way sweet”

“You’re worth risking the electric chair for” Han coos, kissing you on the cheek.

Minho nods in agreement, kissing you on the other cheek, “Cutie.”

Your cheeks are so warm and you can’t stop yourself from smiling. You’re basically glowing at the love being poured into you. It’s perfect enough that you regret running away from it to begin with but that won’t happen this time.

“Aah!” the man croaks, shooting back into consciousness. He tries to sit up but you use the belt to hold him down, squeezing it as hard as you can around his neck. You lock your legs around him, something they didn’t need to instruct you to do, and hang on until he goes limp. They look at you like they’re terrified of you, afraid to make any sudden movements in case you’re in the mood to come for them too. 

Han takes him by the wrist, checking his pulse, “He’s…dead. Holy shit. You killed a guy.” 

“I killed a guy?” 

“You did! Good girl” Minho applauds, breaking out into a happy dance.

You and Han join him, dancing to totally different songs in your head but celebrating together nonetheless. Han gets up from the floor, dusting himself off, “Now you’ve just gotta chop him up. Got any food in your fridge? I’m hungry.” He wanders off to the kitchen, leaving you and Minho alone in the bathroom.

Minho gets up too, kissing you on the top of the head. “I could use a midnight snack too” he yawns following Han’s lead, “Be careful with the radial artery, love. It bleeds like a bitch.” 

Pushing the body off of you, you hop up to chase after them. “Wait! You’re ditching me for snacks? I don’t have the tools for this. And what the fuck is a radial artery?” 

[clairedaring]

Sneak Peak of the Cutting-Edge Futuristic Netflix Thai Original ‘Tomorrow and I’

What happens when hyper-advanced technology collides with traditional Thai beliefs and customs? Discover the answers in Tomorrow and I, a four episode anthology series that takes viewers on a journey through a futuristic Thailand where technology has become an inescapable part of daily life.

The cast includes Pakorn Chatborrirak, Violette Wautier, Waruntorn Paonil, Treechada Hongsyok, Ray Macdonald, Timethai, Thongchai Thongkuntom, Aelm Thavornsiri, Pongsatorn Jongwilas, Chananticha Chaipa, and Wanichaya Pornpanarittichai.

This groundbreaking series is directed by Paween Purijitpanya a trailblazing filmmaker known for his genre-defying works such as Body, 4bia, and Phobia 2. Paween has also showcased his talents with the feel-good series Seven Something, the boundary-pushing film Ghost Lab, and his exceptional direction in the episode “Liberation” of Girl from Nowhere Season 2. In Tomorrow and I, Paween reimagines four everyday scenarios in intriguing ways, starting with…

Episode 1: Bringing your loved ones back from the dead. Imagine a future where innovation has reached its peak, testing the boundaries of life and death. In this world, the cycle of birth, death, and being reborn may become an everyday reality through the technology of cloning.

Episode 2: Welcome to a place where technology meets intimacy. Have you ever felt that your partner couldn't quite meet your desires, or felt uncertain because you're still new to relationships? What if there's a city where technology might provide the solution? Enter a world where intelligent sex robots are designed to cater to every emotional and physical need.

Episode 3: What if a Techno-Monk joined the Buddha and the Dharma in the Triple Gem, replacing the Sangha? Imagine AI continuing ancient teachings preserved and upheld for over 2,500 years, revolutionizing Buddhism. Could this challenge traditional faith, or signal the end of the monastic order?

Episode 4: And if an entire city were submerged underwater after years of relentless rainfall, how would humanity survive? Would people fall into despair as the waters rose, or would they have to rely on "octopuses," potentially the last hope for survival? When this moment arrives, everyone will face a crisis beyond our species' abilities.

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[fairlyang]

El perdedor 🕷️

finding your ex at the club

w/c: 2.7K

pairing: ex!miguel x latina!reader

tags: rebound, dancing, a lil gay if you squint, shaking ass, jealousy, delulu ex, slowly folding

notes: i posted this shit back in june and when I was reposting everything I really didn’t wanna repost this one but I think there’s more latinas here entonces para ustedes mis amores <3 (only thing I changed from this was the pov bc it was so bad LMAO but it was my 4th fic of mig)

You roll your eyes at your new fling's friend after making a nasty joke of a girl who just walked past you. He takes notice and tells you to stop being so uptight. "Then stop being such a dick." You say and he snorts.

You roll your eyes and look away from him. Having to deal with this bullshit just for some mediocre dick with alright dirty talk? Probably one of my worst decisions to date.

Next to breaking up with Miguel.... But your ego will never let you admit that you miss him and his won't either, clearly since it's been two months. But you couldn't wait around to find out so you’ve been fooling around a bit. Nothing serious since you’re not in the right headspace for that and Daniel knows that. Just here for the drinks, alright sex, and decent conversations.

You’re in line to get into a club but as it's almost midnight it's the hot hour of everyone wanting to get wasted. "Why can't we go to another club? This line is so fucking long-" a girl from fling's friend group asks.

"This is the only one with incredible strippe-"

You groan and shake your head. "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"It's none of your business actua-"

"You two didn't break up though, Y/n kinda has a point....." Daniel speaks up and he pretends to cry.

"Whah whah- so what? She thinks she can still be friends with her ex while being with me? Then I'll just have my own fun." He says with a smirk and you have the most disgusted look on your face ever.

The other girl does as well and just shakes her head. The lines finally starts moving and at a fast pace actually until it stops with the people in front of you showing the bouncers their ids. You get your out from your bra making the annoying asshole smirk. "Fuck off."

He holds up his hands in defense and Daniel moves to stand next to you. "Soon as we're in there he's gonna be out of our hands alright?" He whispers and you just nod.

The people in front of you finally show them and you step forward. You give it to the bouncer to the left and he looks at it and feels it for a few seconds before handing it back and nods. You move forward, putting it in your phone case, and wait for Daniel to get his checked and you step into the first set of doors. You both wait for the other two and you can instantly smell all the sweat and alcohol. Amazing.

They both finally join you and walk ahead of you, not caring you guys waited. You give Daniel a look and he shrugs. Asshole goes straight to where there are indeed strippers and home girl was nowhere to be seen. That was fast.

"So drinks?" Daniel asks and you nod following him to the main bar.

You walk through people just standing around by booths and table and other who are just making out. You make it to the bar and Daniel says something you can't hear because of the loud techno with pop music. The bartender takes out two shot glasses and fills them to the very top. Daniel picks them both up and gives you yours.

You raise it up and bring it to your mouth and swallow it fast. You gag a little and he laughs. "You fine with just one?"

"For now yeah I think." You say and put the glass back on the counter nodding to the bartender.

You turn back around and watch as Daniel is looking over at a booth almost near the entrance. How can he even see that far.....

You squint but know you have fucked up eye sight so you just stop. "Oh shit- wait here I think I just recognized someone-" he says and starts walking away.

You blink and call out after him, "you're leaving me like that??"

"I'll make it up to you." He turns to look at you then walks away making you roll your eyes. The audacity.

You let out a sigh and shake your head. Dickhead. You turn back to the bar and take a seat. "Another shot please and can you put it on my friend's tab?" You ask with a slight smirk.

He laughs and nods taking out a clean shot glass and once again filling it to the brim. You smile and grab it, then swallow it faster than the first. You don't gag too bad this time and put the glass down. Then your head snaps to the speakers within hearing one singular second of Gasolina by daddy yankee.

You make your way to the dance floor and move in towards the middle where there's a group of girls just dancing with each other. You smile and just dance next to them when one of them grabs your hand and dances with you. You laugh and move your hips to the beat while singing the lyrics with the other girls. All the girls are dancing with each other and taking turns with each other.

You ended up swapping places with another girl and she had the brightest smile while shaking her ass a bit on you. Which was fine because who doesn't like dancing and shaking ass with the girlies to this song?

Zúmbale mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo' motore'

Zúmbale mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo' motore'

Zúmbale mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo' motore'

Que se preparen que lo que viene es pa' que le den (duro)

The first girl you were with found you again and stands in front of you and grinds against you to the beat. You held her hips and she grabs your other hand to hold it. So cute.

You switch off with her, dancing on her then shaking a bit of ass on her, and she hypes you up, screaming and smacking it playfully. You turn around and start laughing which makes her do so as well. "Girl give me your number immediately!!" She screams and you nod as she passes me her phone.

"I love making new girlfriends cuando sale gasolina. Todas las hermosas salen y se tan divertido!" She screams and you nod. (I love making new girlfriends when gasolina plays. All the gorgeous girls come out and it's so much fun!)

"Rally up all the baddies with just one song." You scream back and she laughs.

"I'm Y/n by the way!"

"I'm Rosa! I gotta go but we should do this again!! You're an incredible dancing partner!" She exclaims and you grin.

"Anytime!!" You say and wave goodbye as she leaves.

You dance to the beat of the chorus of Perra by tokischa with the leftover girlies as you all scream the lyrics and one girl even got on all floors and crawled her way to her friend. You all screamed and you just burst out laughing until your stomach starts hurting and you have to stop to breathe.

Then you hear El Perdedor by Maluma start playing and you get excited because you love singing it.

Baby (¿Pa' qué me estás llamando?)

"Pa que me estás llamando???" You scream with the two other girls that were left from the little circle.

Dime si es verdad que él te trae loca

(Y ¿ahora es que te importa?) ¿Ah si?

You sing the lyrics but notice the girls already left so there's no more circle or a triangle and now you’re just surrounded by couples. Unfortunate.

Aún no lo creo, que en tan poco tiempo y ya besas otra boca

(De mala) ¿Qué?

You listen to the lyrics and widen your eyes. Seems a little too close to home....

Dime cuál fue mi error

Si mi único delito solo fue amarte

Hoy soy el perdedor (Bebé, no)

Él me ha robado el truco para enamorarte

You feel a pit in your stomach suddenly unsure of what it is until you feel a person's presence standing behind you. Their hands grabs your hips bringing you closer to them and you widen your eyes.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

No puedo negarte, los celos me están matando

They move your hair from the left side of your face and sing the lyrics to you. oh shit-

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Me parte el alma no volver a verte

"Al fin me toca verte...." He whispers directly in your ear leaving shivers down your spine and arms. (Finally I get to see you)

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

Sabes que no hay nadie como yo

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

No te engañes, no me olvidarás

"I know for you it isn't a lie... and have you told your new man you haven't forgotten about me?" He whispers as those lines play, leaving the lightest kisses below your ear. You pull away slightly pushing him off and turn to look at him.

Está claro que tú mereces alguien mejor

"And you're gonna tell me I deserve better than you?" You ask with a scoff staring right at Miguel O'hara's eyes making him smirk.

No sé en qué fallé, pero no hay otro como yo

Oye ma', dame otra oportunidad

Bien sabes no soy así, solo tú me haces rogar

Mirándome al espejo y peleando con mi ego

Si entre más me alejo, más te pienso

"There's no better than me sweetheart. But you really are the only one I'll ever beg for..." he says his hands slipping to your waist and bringing you as close to him as as possible.

"And I have been fighting my ego trying not to contact you...." he says and you can't believe he's just repeating the lyrics for you and them making complete sense to your situation.

Dime cuál fue mi error

Si mi único delito solo fue amarte

Hoy soy el perdedor

Él me ha robado el truco para enamorarte

He whispers the lyrics softly to you then gets kind of annoyed at the last line making you snort.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

No puedo negarte, los celos me están matando

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Me parte el alma no volver a verte

"You have no fucking idea how badly the jealousy has been eating me alive..." he growls and you bite your lip.

"So did you tell him about me?" He asks with a smirk on his face.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

Sabes que no hay nadie como yo

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

No te engañes, no me olvidarás

"Don't be st-stupid-" you say, not even able to keep a straight face or manage to keep the eye contact.

He scoffs and lifts your chin with two fingers to look up at him. Jesus.

Y si te da la gana de volver a verme

Estaré disponible para contestarte

Y yo sé que, por tu parte, no sientes rencores

Quizás mañana vuelvas pa' que te enamore (More')

"I'm actually not sure if you regret it.. but I know deep down you do." He says and you bite your tongue.

"Y envés de mañana," he whispers and moves his face to leave wet kisses on your neck, "tal ves quieres que te enamores de mi otra ves, ahorita mismo." (And instead of tomorrow, maybe you want to fall in love with me again, right now.)

Cuando tomábamos, lo hacíamos

Fumábamos, y reíamos

Éramos dos locos sin saber pa' dónde íbamos

Pero son cosas del destino

Al pasar el tiempo, tú cogiste tu camino

"E-estas loco- no ha- no hables tonterías." You say as your breathing is suddenly all over the place. (Y-you're crazy- don't ta- don't talk nonsense)

He comes up and nibbles on your ear, his hands dangerously near your ass while yours are on his chest. 

Está claro que tú mereces alguien mejor

No sé en qué fallé, pero no hay otro como yo

Dime cuál fue mi error

Si mi único delito solo fue amarte

"Pues porque te pones tan nerviosa?" He whispers and you sigh. (Then why are you getting so nervous)

You feel like you can't even move but you’re not going to admit shit- you can't break that fucking easily.

Hoy soy el perdedor

Él me ha robado el truco para enamorarte

"Porque creo... que yo voy a ser el ganador. Ahora dime en donde está tu otro galán?" He pulls away and looks deep into your eyes. Fuck. (Because I think... that I'm going to be the winner. Now tell me where's your other hunk?)

"Just abandoned my ass- wait- MIGUEL- did you do something to him?!?" You mutter.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

No puedo negarte, los celos me están matando

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Me parte el alma no volver a verte

"I'll answer your question if you tell me you love me." He says with a smirk making you groan.

"Miguel I'm not doing this shit with you right now-" you say trying to wiggle out of his grasp fast which you successfully do now trying your best to leave the dance floor.

But he catches up to you, grabs your arm and brings you close to him. Your back against his chest, your ass on his crotch. You bite your lip and shake your head. "Por que apenas vienes a encontrarme?" You look up at him and ask. (Why are you barely coming to find me?)

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

Sabes que no hay nadie como yo

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Que por mí suspiras, que no, que no, que no

Yo', baby

(Solo fue amarte) Y te hablo claro

He shifts uncomfortably for a second and looks around. "I haven't even been in our universe since the break up love...."

You turn to face him and widen your eyes. "Did something happen?" I ask with a worried expression.

¿Sabes qué?

Él no te hace el amor

No te trata bien

Y que yo fui el primero en tu vida

"I'm not telling you any more. I-I just didn't want to put your life at risk- and well I still don't." He says but it doesn't stop your heart beat from calming down.

"Y-you- can we leave?" You ask and he quickly nods. You hold onto his arm while you try to move past the crowds of people and to the exit.

You walk past the booths by the entrance and Danny was actually there- taking shots off some girl's tits. You roll your eyes and make a mental note to block his ass on everything. "So you really didn't do shit to him...." you mutter and he scoffs.

"You actually thought I did?" He responds sarcastically.

"You're insufferable." You say shaking your head trying to hide your smile.

You walk out the doors and you sigh. He takes the lead in walking you a couple blocks before he pulls up to an alleyway and you furrow your brows. He then makes sure no one is near and pushed a button on his watch so his suit can appear onto his skin. "Really? Instead of an Uber?" You tease and he rolls his eyes.

"Es más fácil." He says and motioning for you to step forward. (It’s easier)

"Claro! Lo que digas codo." You say laughing and holding onto him. (Of course! Whatever you say cheap-stake)

"Jump."

You do so and he suddenly has your legs wrapped around his waist by the side. "You know the drill cariño."

You nod and wrap your arms tightly around his neck. He swings you out and we're high up in the city. All the lights made the city look even prettier especially from up here. Though you never got use to it, the first few times you threw up after. You laugh at the memory and lean your head against his shoulder. You hear him sigh and you do so as well. You’ve missed him.

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translations (lazy to drag em up)

Baby! (Why are you calling me?)

Tell me if it's true that he makes you crazy

(And what's important to you?)

I still can't believe that after such little time you're already kissing someone else

What the hell?

Tell me where I messed up

If my only error was loving you

Today I'm the loser

They've stolen my trick to make you fall in love

And tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

I can't deny you, this jealousy is killing me

And tell it to his face that you still breathe for me

My heart is splitting in two and I won't ever see you again

and tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

You can already see there is no one like me

and tell it to his face that you still breathe for me

Don't trick yourself, you know you won't ever forget me

It's clear that you deserve someone better

I don't know where I messed up but there is no one like me

Listen babe, give me another opportunity you know I'm not like this...you're the only one who can make me beg like this

Looking at myself in the mirror and fighting with my ego the further I get from you the more I think of you

Tell me where I messed up

If my only error was loving you

Today I'm the loser

They've stolen my trick to make you fall in love

And tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

I can't deny you, this jealousy is killing me

And tell it to his face that you still breathe for me

My heart is splitting in two and I won't ever see you again

And tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

You can already see that there isn't anyone like me

and tell it to his face, that you still breathe for me

Don't trick yourself, you won't ever forget me

and if that makes you want to come back to me

I'll be waiting to answer you

I know that for your part you don't feel any resentment

Maybe tomorrow you'll be back to fall in love

When we used to drink we smashed, we filmed it, and we watched it

We were two crazy people not knowing where we were going

But that is talking about destiny

As time went on you chose your path

It's clear that you deserve someone better

I don't know where I messed up

But there isn't anyone like me

Tell me what my mistake was

If my only error was to love you

Today I'm the loser

They've stolen the trick to make you fall in love

And tell me that you love me even if it is a lie

I can't deny you, the jealous is killing me

and tell it to his face, that you're still breathing for me

My heart is splitting in to, I won't ever see you again

and tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

You can already see that there is no one like me

and tell it to his face that you're still breathing for me

Because of my breaths, you're not, you're not

And you know what?

He doesn't make love to you, he doesn't treat you right, and I was the first man in your life

[playgirlcati]

https://www.instagram.com/_pamsem__

[bloodyymaryyy]

Horror night and phone calls

Max verstappen x greek driver reader, Charles leclerc x greek driver reader

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Side note : omg ignore that the Silverstone gp is right after the Austrian gp just pretend in between of those there is two weeks break. Also I wrote the first piece on my birthday bit I changed it a bit.

(Wow this is gonna be so cringe so I am not proofreading that sorry) ( why the transition took me so long?)

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Driving for f1 is not easy but also trying to stream every week or even every other week is much harder but somehow every Friday that she is not racing or even on racing week she religiously she will stream on twitch with her friends in a horror night.

No one on the grid knows she is even on twitch because mostly twitch hates Greek streamers for No reason at all.

This Friday tho it is more chaotic having 5 of our group on stream and a vr horror night ? Say less the stream starting a little before 12 at night. At first there is a baner ( i dont know how to spell it so you will have to use your imagination for that) and Techno music in the background and when the baner disappeared you could see 2 bearded men, a woman and a twink sitting on chairs with the 3 of the 4 wearing glasses and the word diva is displayed in pink degital letters and dancing, bopping their heads on sinc to the beat for a whole 3 minute song and the chat saying weird thing and cursing it's a sign that you will enjoy it.

The music stops and all you can hear is a bunch of greeks speaking loudly, the first one begins thanking the people that subbed and the other bearded man that sat in front of the woman said :

"παιδιά ένα ευχάριστο στην φίλη μας από εδώ που μας έκανε την τιμή να εμφανιστεί μετά από τόσο καιρό "

" guys a round of applause for a friend here that gave us the honour to appear here after so long"

And the girl rolled her eyes and scolded him

" ρε μαλακά Αλέκο αφού ξέρεις ότι έχω δουλειά που δεν είναι μόνο να κάνω λαιβ!"

" alex you know I have another jod other than going live!"

The man shakes his head and then just nodded

" επίσης έχουμε και τον Θέμη εδώ άμα δεν το έχεις καταλάβει κι ολλας! Οπότε θα περάσουμε καλά, σας έχω ετοιμάσει ένα σορό παιχνίδια και experience για διάφορες ταινίες και θα δούμε τι θα κάνει ο κάθε ένας αλλα θα αρχίσουμε με phasmophobia"

" also we have themh here if you haven't noticed! So we are gonna have fun, I brought us so many horror games and experience to play from different horror movies and we will see what we will choose later now we are playing phasmophobia"

"οχι ρε πουστη μου! Κατευθείαν στα βαθειά ρε Σάκη!"

" No fucking way! Straight in the deep Saki"

The girl exclaimed in frustration and cleaned back in the back of her chair

" ε ναι αφού δεν σε έχουμε πολλές φορές λίγο της δουλειά σου και δεν μπορείς να είσαι εδώ συχνά είπαμε να κάνουμε κάτι ωραίο για εσένα! Α παιδιά για όσους είναι καινούριοι η y/n είναι πιλότος της f1 και δεν ειναι εδώ πολλές φορές λόγο τον αγώνων που είναι και τώρα είναι στο χειμερινό δίλημμα της και ήρθε Ελλάδα ενώ μένει το Monaco "

And the man that hasnt talked yet said

" επίσης κανένας δεν ξέρει ότι κάνει καν λαιβ στο twitch εκτός από την Ελλάδα που βλέπετε τα λαιβ μας"

" ισχύει δεν έχω πει σε κανέναν ότι κάνω λαιβ και δεν θέλω να μπλέξω τις δύο μου ζωές μαζί για λόγους ευνόητους." there was a pause while their read the chat " ποιοι είναι αυτοί οι λόγοι? Πρώτα από όλα θα γίνω ξεφτίλα για τόσο κόσμο καλά με εσάς δεν με νοιάζει αλλά οι ξένοι δεν θα κατάλαβενουν τον Χριστό τους από ότι λέμε και δεν θα μας πιάνουν, θέλω να κρατήσω αυτήν την ζωή μου μυστική γιατί σχεδόν κάθε εβδομάδα είμαι συνέχεια κάτω από τους φακούς και δεν μπορώ να εκφραστώ όπως θέλω γιατί αν έκανα όπως κάνω και εδώ δεν θα με ήθελε καμία ομάδα στην f1, ρε μαλακες δεν χαίρεστε ότι είσαι ένα μέρος από την μυστικη μου ζωή σαν τον Batman "

laughter enrupted in the room and the time hit midnight and it was a sign that they should start playing the game y/n went first with Alex which she wasn't so pleaused but agreed to anyway being happy to be paired with him.

Putting on the vr glasses, standing up and getting the handles handed in her hands due to her being unable to see and they helped Alex too so he would join her to a game of phasmophobia.

Starting the game, they choose the place the want to go to and Alex insisting on getting on the hard mode and a few pleas on going on easy mode for now by y/n, pressing the ready up button they entered the van where there was the equipment that they had to use like a radio, a spirit box, flashlight and most importantly a cross.

Each taking one flashlight and then they strategically took one of everything that the game allowed, and they took the keys and of they go from the truck to the house.

Unlocking the door, the girl turned on her flashlight and started walking inside of the building with Alex in tow, the two others that don't play the read the chat and taking the two guide them back in front of the camera and turning them back around to face the camera so the audience could actually see them.

After gathering some evidence of what type of ghost is in the house with a lot of screaming and sitting down to calm down they could select the type of ghost and start with the exorcism which y/n didn't like at all but she had to do it for the views now the time almost reached one in the morning and they speed it up so the tow others could play too.

After doing it all the chat wanted them to call randomly people and talk to them and they did a every popular request is for y/n to call her teammate Max Verstappen and talk to him for something random.

But for her bad luck max actually was calling her right now so it was even better and she picked up of course.

" hello max! I am doing something right now and you are on speak in front of a lot of people so be mindful of what you are saying please!"

" hello y/n/n, thanks for the reminder! What are you doing exactly? Also be careful too because I am live with red line! Say hello to the guys!"

" hello everyone! Actually I am live too * laughter enrupted in both ends of the line * what can I do for you maximus prime nah just kidding what can I do for you?"

The girl looked at the chat and laughing at the chat for the things they are saying while there was a pause on max's end for sure he was sim racing and she then looked at her friends with a wicked smile and muted the call so she could speak freely not that they will know what she was saying anyway but just a reprucation.

" τι λέτε να πάμε στο stream τους και να του κοροιδευψουμε ή να κάνουμε μαλακιες αλλά να μην τους πούμε ποιος τους έστειλε και να φρικαρουν λίγο?"

she spoke up again after unmuting the call

" Should we go to their stream and troll them or do some shit but not to tell them from who we came from and just freak them out?"

" matter of fact let me go to the live stream to see your beautiful, handsome face bro! I missed you!" with that she shearch the username redline and she clicked on the live and started laughing

" why the fuck are you on sim?! We are on break go outside of whatever! Aren't you sick of it? I am not touching it for another week when I return to Monaco!"

" Why? I like the sim it's lovely!"

" Because you do that every other weekend already!, oh before I forget! I am coming to Monaco in a week but you would join me in Greece my family wants to see you again!"

" I don't know if I can come, I have a few things to take care of but I could come so we can leave together Silverstone because you know I have more space now! Oh fuck! That's why I called you! Chat couldn't stop talking about your opinion on the crash in Austria! So what's your opinion? "

" Only two things I have to say! One : we are professional drivers for fucks sake that's what we do race not everything should bend over backwards for anyone! And two : I like lestappen better!... Oh I can smell the tweets from here! I will be trending so what's new?

* laughter again enrupted in the room *

alright mate I will text you later because I got to go now! Have a good stream maxie! "

And with that she hung up the phone and her friends are still laughing. When Sakis spoke up

" εξηγείς λίγο στον κόσμο για το τι λέγατε γιατί κάποια δεν τα πιάσαμε ούτε εμείς"

"" explain to the people what were you saying because some things we didn't even catch

" λοιπόν ειχαμε έναν άγονα την Κυριακή και όπως ο Max αγονιζοταν με έναν άλλο από μια άλλη ομάδα lando πήγαιναν ρόδα με ρόδα και επειδή ο lando δεν μπορεί να αντέξει τόσο πίεση ιδικά από τον max έβγαλε το αμάξι του εκτός και έγινε ένας * καβγάς * που στην πραγματικότητα απλά έλεγε μαλακιες ο lando για τον Max ότι πρέπει να ζητήσει συγγνώμη αλλιώς θα χάσει το respect του για αυτόν και ο Max δεν ζήτησε συγγνώμη που καλά έκανε γιατί δεν είναι έτσι το επάγγελμα μας και τώρα δεν του μιλάει του Max ο lando και αυτό που έλεγα για το lestappen είναι απλά ένα όνομα που έχουν δώσει κάποιοι στον Max και τον άλλον φίλο μου charles και μου αρέσει καλύτερα αυτό το δίδυμο πάρα ο Max με τον lando οπότε άμα πάτε σε λίγο στο twitter θα δείτε την Παναγία και τα μάτια σας με μαλακιες που θα λένε για εμένα, τον max και μπορεί τον charles οπότε κάτσε να του στείλω να ξέρει το γίνεται "

"" okay so we had a race in Sunday and while we were out there on track max went wheel to wheel with a person from another team lando and they found each other and lando spinned out of the track and in an interview lando was saying that if max doesn't apologise for it then he will loose respect and shit but max didn't apologise because he was right and that's what we do, race but anyway now they aren't taking, lestappen is a ship of you people max and my other friend Charles and I said I liked better that the lando and max duo. Ohhh I can smell the tweets about me and max, maybe even charles so I better call him and warn him "

She ended her rant and pued up her phone and phoned charles but this time not on speak, the others doing their own thing continueing their phone pranks which stopped when they hear her speak French and Alex immediately started spitting out his version of French, and insisting to talk with Charles which y/n first asked permission to put him on speaker because Alex wanted to speak with him and y/n warned charles that he wasn't going to be making sense while laughing.

After hanging up with Charles she continues to play with the vr horror games and experience with horror films.

She realised that she loved them and they loved her regardless of if she can hang out or not for a while and that wherever she went she had people to love her. And she felt content with it.

🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️🏎️

Ugh I don't know how to feel about this because I know it's not gonna get likes but I liked it a bit!.

Update : why did I upload it now? My stupid ass scheduled it for 5 days not 5 hours 🤷🏻‍♀️ for fucks sake man

[smalltownduck]

still on my st trolls au lmao -some fem!byler and fem!miwi doods, anyone?

^ instead of a friendship watch, millow wear friendship bracelets with petrified candy in each other's colors <3

^ i think mike/mich (but moreso mich) was the first to realize will/willow's hugs and good bye kisses one day suddenly felt different, but good different. also, while mike/mich's ears would gradually drop through their teen years (and almost nobody would notice :')), you better believe just somebody's smile was enough to make them go up.

^ pictured: most evenings of november and the first half of december of '84. i think the girls, as kids, used to be more physically affectionate (even with willow's newfound feelings) and, with willow having so much trouble falling asleep during winter, they would cuddle and fall asleep watching movies while tangling their socks for warmth <3

(also yes, willow's pj pants have sparkles and stars)

more hcs under the cut

as shown in my last wip, will (and willow here) is a rock troll -new wave, to be precise. joyce is half pop -making her folk rock-, and will takes after her with his slightly brighter colors. jon's -post punk-, meanwhile, are a bit duller, and he was the only one who inherited the pop trait of "going gray" after going though so much shit + yeah lonnie's muddy colors, for starters, didn't help)

all the wheelers would be pop trolls, with karen being a glitter troll, mike (mich here) and nancy only getting some glitter freckles (mike more than nancy), and holly almost being her mom's splitting image, minus the texture of her hair and the color of her felt.

----karen, like many other pop trolls whose lives are not exactly full of joy (e.g. Chrissy), wears body paint to hide her dulling colors, as well as some special type of earings that hold her ears up -as they have also gotten droopy. in s1, the party uses them as part of el's disguise to hide the shape of her techno ears, as techno trolls were not common in 'the heartland', much less genetically altered techno-pop-rock trolls with powers who are actually a rock troll's alter manifesting in the material world

-----funfact: karen and holly (third pic) are the only wheelers who wear their hair up, as all pop trolls should. nancy used to do the same before losing barb and, from then on, tried v hard to get her hair to stay up while dating steve, but gave up altogether during her mission with jon in s2. mike had the plausible deniability of keeping his hair short yet somewhat voluminous (making it appear up, moreso in s3) until s4, when he allows himself to let it fall completely. as for mich here, as a kid she always went for short yet puffy ponytails and pigtails, yet they always so-happened to drop to the base of her head (minus s3, when she donnes a madonna-inspired side ponytail that she desperately tries to keep up lmao.) in s4, she cuts her hair quite short and it, naturally, stays down wink wink.

-----ted went mostly gray many years ago. He only wears body paint outside, unlike karen (and nope, no substance brings back colors, not even temporarily :c )

[elli3luvs]

falling in love at a coffee shop pt. 3 [ELLIE W]

summary: watching movies with your favorite barista was never easier

genre: fluff/angst

wc: 1.9k

a/n: thank you guys for loving this! i don't feel as if im too good at telling stories but im glad you guys enjoy it hehe sorry if i missed anyone on the tags as well!!!!

part two

Who even knew video stores were still a thing? You surely didn't think they were — you were almost certain they died out in the late 2000s with the rise of streaming services. Every store around town seemed to be shuttered up. But Ellie, being the cool girl she is, somehow knows of a still operating movie store. You have to admit, putting in a DVD somehow feels cooler than pulling it up on Netflix. There was something about the sound of the DVD player that made you a little giddy. The giddiness was totally not because of the girl standing in front of you.

Totally not.

She raises her eyebrows when the tray slides back into her DVD player, "Super cool, huh? Feels... retro." She lets out a shaky breath while rubbing the back of her neck. She makes her way over to the couch — plopping down, making your body slide closer to her. Her scent fluttered over your nose. She smelled woody and like coffee.

On brand.

You still couldn't believe you were sitting in Ellie's living room. The room smelled similar to her minus the coffee smell. The room wasn't necessarily tidy but it wasn't overly dirty. There wasn't trash everywhere but random trinkets were scattered over the surfaces. There were hoodies thrown over the backs of chairs and a couple of empty water bottles on her coffee table. Lived in is what you would describe it as. There were a couple of picture frames on a mantel above her TV but the room was too dark to make out the figures. 

"I haven't watched anything on DVD in like, I don't know, years." You let out a small laugh as the home screen pulls up. It was a movie you have never heard of, but it looked similar to Star Wars. Grand music filled the room before she turned the sound down a bit. 

Ellie nods at your words, "I love it," You turn your head to look at her. There was a giddy look in her eyes you have never seen before, "Going to the video store is, like, my number one hobby."

You laugh at the ridiculousness of that statement, "What about making coffee?" 

Ellie clicks the 'Play Movie' option and a bright light flashes over her face as the commercials play before the movie. You forgot movies used to have commercials even on the home versions. 

She rolls her eyes playfully at your question, "Making coffee is my job. Even though I love it, I definitely don't want to think of it once I'm out of there."

"I get that." 

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you. It's hard not to stare at her through your peripheral. All you wanted to do was stare at her. You feel her legs pressed against yours, her legs spread a little more than yours. You take in a deep breath so you don't freak out at the contact. 

God, is this middle school? 

You shift your eyes slowly over to her figure, just wanting to take a tiny little peek. She was too pretty not to look at. It wasn't weird to look casually, right? When your eyes connect with hers, though, you rip them away while you blink rapidly. 

Shit, she was already looking? 

A pounding feeling against your chest makes it nearly impossible to focus on the now-playing movie. A spaceship rips through outer space as the main actor barks orders at his crew on the ship. Techno music plays in the background. You had no clue what was happening as a little vermin-looking creature started speaking in a made up language. 

Was she still looking? Surely she had to be focusing on the movie she chose. She looked so excited to start it. She definitely wasn't staring at you anymore.

You slowly move your eyes across the room and slightly turn your head to look at her. Your eyes connect with her green eyes once more but instead of looking away, you keep them there. You can feel your face flush under the intense gaze she has you under.

Ellie's eyes widen once she realizes you weren't going to look away. Another flash from the TV illuminates her features. You could tell that she was blushing. Neither of you looked away even as the tension built.

She was so cute.

"I can't," She starts, voice barely more than a whisper, "I can't focus on this."

You smile at her, "I definitely have no clue what is going on," Ellie smiles at your honesty, "Turn it off. We can just talk."

Ellie seems to like your suggestion as she reaches her hand out and presses the off button on the remote. She fully turns toward you. Your knees knock against each other with how close the proximity is.

Ellie rubs her hands together while a breathy laugh escapes her lips, "I guess I'll ask the question that's been burning me the most."

A laugh bubbled out of your throat, "What is this 21 questions?" Ellie joins your laughter at the realization of what she's doing, "Go ahead, I guess. I might have an answer for you."

"What's your major? And... why did you decide to come into my coffee shop that day?"

"Woah, these are... really hard-hitting questions." You sarcastically reply. Ellie pushes your shoulder lightly with a chuckle. She mutters, Shut up' before looking back at you with expectant eyes. There was a glint in her eyes.

You loved the way she looked at you.

"I'm a literature major, boring I know, and the reason I went in is that my friend dragged me there," Ellie acts fake offended at your response, "I actually hate coffee."

Ellie gawks at the last part, "You what?"

You throw up your hands in surrender, "Don't hate me. It is just so nasty to me."

"I feel as if you have just shot me. You always order something," Ellie's hand goes over her heart in a dramatic manner, "But if I'm being honest, I don't really like it either."

You shoot up from your position. Ellie may have been faking shock but this was true for you, "What do you mean? You own the coffee shop!"

Ellie copies your surrender motion, "I know. I know. The only reason I opened the shop, well became a barista in the first place, is because my dad really loves coffee," You can feel your heart melt at the kind words, "Gave us something to bond over."

"That's really cute, Ellie." You look at her with eyes gushing with love. You hoped she couldn't tell how infatuated you were becoming with her.

"I know, I'm adorable," She leans in closer as if she's about to reveal a huge secret to you, "You do realize we have other drinks than coffee, right?"

She laughs at the way your face pales and how your eyes widen, "Oh my god!"

Her laugh was perfect.

It was becoming impossible to ignore your feelings for much longer. Each moment was another reason to fall for her. She was extremely sentimental and super observant, remembering the tiny details. Ellie was the first to notice if you parted your hair a different way or did a new thing with your makeup. It made your heart soar with happiness when she remembered another tiny detail from you.

Throughout the rest of the night, you guys talked about random things on that stupid couch situated against the wall. You talked about her love of space and how she wishes she could see the stars up close at least once. You talked about your worries and fears, things you wanted to do when you grew up, and the things that make you happiest.

You got closer to her with each passing second, knocking knees turned into your legs thrown over hers. That turned into you scooting closer (almost sitting on her lap) and your head leaning against her shoulder.

You weren't sure when you fell asleep. All you knew was it was the most comfortable you felt in a while.

--

Burning light was what woke you up. It definitely wasn't how you wanted to wake up, much preferring the smell of food cooking. Damn those stupid curtains for being pulled back. You furrow your eyebrows at the blinding light, not yet used to the morning sun. Your hand shoots out to feel around where you were. Still on the couch but no Ellie. You blink the bleariness away from your eyes while wondering where Ellie went.

There's slight muttering coming from the kitchen, it's hushed but urgent. There she is but you can't make out what or who she is talking to. You sit up from your laying position, back aching from sleeping on the tiny couch. Your ears strain to hear the conversation.

"Wasn't really expecting... come home... random girl!" That definitely wasn't Ellie's voice. It was too high-pitched and sweet.

"...Quiet... still sleeping... been broken up... had no right." There was the voice you came to know. 

Curiosity filled your mind at the quiet talking in the kitchen. She never mentioned a roommate while talking to you last night. You fully push yourself off of the couch and creep your way to the area they were in. Ellie's back was turned from you so you got a glimpse of who she was talking to.

It was a shorter girl with black hair with an angry expression painted on her features. Her eyes landed on you and she scoffed. 

Oh shit. She was furious.

"Great," Her voice cut the tense silence, "Now she's walking around as if this is her house."

Ellie whipped around with a look that made your heart stutter. It looked as if she had been caught doing something wrong.

She gave you an apologetic look, "Cat, can you for once..." She cut herself off, reaching out to you, "Hey, listen-"

You decided to cut her off this time while stepping back, "You never told me you had a girlfriend. This changes a lot, Ellie." 

Cat scoffs again at your words. Her arms cross over her chest as she mutters, 'Good god, Ellie.' Ellie gives her a pointed look before turning back to you.

"I can fully explain this." Ellie's words are punctuated by the movement of her hands. They were shaking slightly. 

'She's just stunned that she was caught,' an evil voice in your head bounced around.

You shake your head, "No need to." You turn on your heels ready to get the hell out of the tense situation. Ellie calls your name but once you are out the front door she doesn't make any moves to run after you.

"Great," You roll your eyes trying to ignore the feeling of your heart shattering, "This is fucking great."

You couldn't wait to talk to Dina.

tags: @ellieismami, @minillie, @dankpunks, @elliesgff, @muthafuckingstargirl, @deafelliewilliams, @pinkazelma, @fairybr3ad, @me-and-your-husband, @intrnetdoll, @kyleeservopoulos

[justheretodump]

pt 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

disclaimer again that this is dc x dp x miraculous ladybug x spiderman

for those who aren't familiar with every show, here's a lore explanation

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ladybug doesn't remember a time before the observants. her earliest memory was the dark room in the tribunal, kneeling at the center of the crystal observatory, as shadows whispered across the walls and stared.

a whispy hand made of curling black had brushed aside her hair and, when ladybug glanced up, a black eyeball stared back. ladybug felt every need to flee, yet her body was so weak.

the eye blinked once. a garbled voice cooed, "what a pure soul…yes, this one'll do…our new child…our new observant."

ladybug didn't understand what that meant back then, but now, she knew too intimately.

foregoing the memories that surged in her head, she turned to witch.

with a black dress and chunky boots, and her feline features hidden behind a full techno mask - aside from the ears on her head -, witch crouched beside ladybug and offered her a look, the screen on her face changing to a purple '?'.

ladybug nodded her head. "the doors", she whispered in accented english. despite robin's attempts at teaching her, she was still too clunky with the pronounciation.

as witch shifted on her feet to move from their hiding spot, ladybug gripped her shoulder. "remember the border."

both girls pressed a button at their shoulder, settled onto the strap of an unknown object, and small, mechanical, translucent wings sprouted from their backs. they flew in short bursts from floating island to floating island, the backdrop of the green ghost zone stark against their figures.

up above, a piece of land bigger than any nearby loomed. on it stood a white church, golden bell tolling endlessly, surrounded by a weird green bubble.

when both had flown close enough to the building, ladybug shifted her fingers, green energy like fog coming to life. it flitted between them, and once the border had been crossed, dissipated under her command.

witch landed first, wings shifting to hide under her cloak. she pressed a button at her ankle and her boots retracted, material crawling across her skin until two ankle bracelets hugged her fur fittingly. cat legs stood onto dust as she turned to watch ladybug land.

once the attention of her partner was on her, witch's screen shifted to present a pixeled, 'ok?'.

"my effect will only last 20 minutes, so we have to be quick. once we get the clock, we get out."

both figures stood to stare at the building ahead.

"let's go."

---

spiderkid had tried to struggle against the man's hold, but something had drained his energy and left him too weak. he could only watch through lidded eyes as they left the dark room, managing to catch a glimpse of the broken crystal pod at the far end. stepping through the doorway, they walked down a dark hallway and over…littered bodies, oh my god, those were bodies.

as spiderkid tried to strain his neck for a better view, the man's gruff hand cradled his head, pushing his face, very gently, into the guy's shoulder. "better ignore that, pete."

spiderkid thought it was highly presumptuous of this guy to tell him what to do.

outside, a man in red gear stood waiting for them. his face showed brief awe, hands in red gloves coming up hesitantly to pet spiderkid's hair. spiderkid, absolutely fed up with random strangers getting in his space, nudged it away with as much force possible and grunted.

the man immediately pulled away, before turning - are those tears? - teary eyes to the white-streaked man. "god, jay… it's really him."

if his eyes were that visible with that domino mask, he needed a new one stat.

coming to terms with the fact that escape was highly unlikely, spiderkid waited in silent anxiety as the situation unfolded around him.

the men spoke to someone on an earpiece, voices low and hard to make out even with peter's advanced hearing. they were near the ocean, the scent of salty air making his head dizzy, and coupled with the strong smell of oil and grease that covered the warehouses surrounding them, spiderkid opted to stuff his nose in the guy's jacket.

the guy's breath stuttered at the act, hand coming up to smooth spiderkid's hair again.

the trek was a short one, turning a couple of corners with hasty steps until a black car came into view. a sleek black outer coat and startlingly bright headlights, it looked highly expensive.

two people came out of it, doors thrown open and rushing forward in a run - towards him, spiderkid realized. the boy tried to wiggle away, but he only ended up wiggling further into the man's chest. the guy's grip tightened and he was hiked up to readjust.

first was a man in a messy tux, black hair falling into strands on his head and blue eyes crinkled with worry. "peter? oh my god, peter, kid, peter…"

his hands settled on spiderkid's cheeks, thumbs brushing his cheekbones gently. spiderkid has never met this man in his life, but he will concede, he looks…kind.

the other was a boy around his age; with black hair and blue eyes, it was obvious he was the man's son. in a thick hoodie and pajama pants, feet stuffed into cow slippers, anyone could tell he wasn't ready to leave the house.

he gripped onto spiderkid's hand, silently gnawing on his lip with a furrowed brow.

"he's okay, at least physically," the man went silent for a second before croaking, "his… there isn't anything left, from… from back then."

"how is that possible?," sniped the black-haired boy, frustration lacing his tongue.

the man in red stepped forward, "does it matter? let's ask questions tomorrow, jesus christ."

the tuxed man nodded, once, twice, before his hands, shaking, went into his pockets. he turned and made a swift walk to the awaiting vehicle, deep voice calling, "let's go, the family's waiting."

as everyone trailed after, spiderkid sat back and expected a long night.

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i don't tend to put author's notes but sorry this is short, i have uni finals coming up. also, i opened asks, since i sometimes feel bad about how i write so out of order and nothing makes sense.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

it may be impossible to do, and if it is, dont worry about it, but i need to know your like. top 10/5/3 duel links themes, based on the music alone, ignoring the character its for

but if you cant separate them id still love to know which're your fave and why

OH YOU KNOW THIS GIRL'S GOT A TIER CHART FOR THIS EXACT PURPOSE

i actually originally made this back in may, so this was a great excuse to dig it back up and add all the characters/themes added since then <3 (and theres been some BANGERS)

but to get into the specifics lemme narrow my top 10's too hard to pick (WHY DOES ALL THE MUSIC IN THIS GAME SLAP LIKE HELL!!) so here's my top five instead, that a nice round number

First, Some Honorable Mentions: Z-ONE'S CRAZY KICKASS ANGELIC CHOIR THEME, Kalin's straight up heartpounding western movie theme; that weird opening warbly in Antinomy's theme; soulburner's insane Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Riverdance theme that would probably be in my number 6 spot i think.

anyway, The Real Favs!

#5: Supreme King Jaden's theme for that absolutely heartwrenching soulful opening guitar riff alone. It's just a really beautiful track to me; I usually like the guitar-heavy DL tracks a lot anyway but this is just one of the absolute best to me.

#4: GOTTA BE JACK ATLAS'S CRAZY EUROBEAT BANGER OF A THEME the first time i heard this track blow my tits clean off. It's so good. (and as an aside, while mostly trying to ignore The Characters Themselves tied to the themes for this list, I do love that Jack's theme invokes the techy dance eurobeat of his actual in-show battle theme. it's a cool detail!) Just an absolutely hype as hell song. It makes me feel like Reneta Bliss, Your Freestyle Dance Teacher

#3: A FRESH AND NEW AND 2024 ENTRY but Spectre's theme just goes fucking bonkers. The most "this sounds like something out of a toby fox game" type song in Duel Links hands down. It's weird and it's rhythm is so entrancing and then the beat drops and it's just like OH OK LET'S GET FUNKY WITH IT ALRIGHT. great song, really dig it.

#2: Absolutely Gong Strong's terminally underrated theme, start to finish it just goes hard as all hell. The military-march drums and horns combined with those very traditional Japanese flutes and strings has no damn right to work together as well as they do. It's a shame nobody even plays Gong in pvp so i NEVER GET TO HEAR THIS MASTERPIECE OF A SONG!!! >:(

AAAND MY #1 FAV DUEL LINKS THEME: hands down no contest it's Yugo's theme AND IM NOT JUST SAYING THAT BECAUSE I LOVE YUGO. THIS TRACK WAS BLASTING MY BRAIN IN HALF MONTHS BEFORE I EVEN TOUCHED ARC-V. just everything about it is absolutely fucking S-tier. That sick as hell chiptune opening, the techno dance beat that pops the fuck off, the crazy sweeping strings and horns and invocation of the yuboys' leitmotif, it is SO so fucking good, I could listen to it for hours.