#guess who might have ******** 😀

[urboymutual]

sorry ive been so inactive tis the mental illness

[angelmichelangelo]

was going through a list of all the tmnt merch i own just because whilst my apartment gets painted a lot of my stuff is in boxes so im just categorising it and.. to the anon that said raph seemed like my least favourite… this list isn’t really helping my case….

[lxclerc]

𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 ─ 𝐦𝐯𝟏

summary: where max verstappen is the subject of a love song from a singer who never writes love songs pairing: max verstappen x american singer!reader faceclaim: no one specifically but based off olivia rodrigo

note: me? writing max verstappen? smau fluff? on main? everyone look away.

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dailyynupdates yn was seen around monte carlo the past few days, taking pictures with fans and allegedly cozying up with three time world champion max verstappen

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user12 what is going on in the house of commons because this was the last thing i expected

user39 this is quite literally the most random pairing i've ever stumbled across

user91 how do they even know each other 😭 user63 right like...where did this even come from? how did it start? literally how did they meet? they could not be farthest apart in the sphere of famous people

user19 now who the hell is max verstappen and why is he with my wife?

user49 oh girl you have a lot to catch up on the max lore user71 max is a formula one driver user56 saying max is a formula 1 driver like he currently isn't dominating the sport to the point where people hates him saying he's making it boring since he keeps winning because he's just that fucking good that literally no other driver can keep up is kinda wild user10 oh so our girl's new man is good at his job user52 "good at his job might just be the biggest understatement of the century when it comes to max. man's a fucking beast at his job

user48 i dont have to see her with her ratty ex anymore omfg war is over

user93 dare i say...they're adorable

user82 yn being in an age appropriate, healthy relationship? i never thought the day would come

user74 we won for real 🥹🫶

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dailyynupdates max and yn in a video posted by yn's friend 😭

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user93 oh my god look at them 😭

user81 they look so in love i want to cry

user65 "maximillian, do i look pretty like this?" "you always look pretty" i couldn't quite catch what he said at the end but 😭😭😭

user85 dutch here and i believe he said "laiverd" which means darling user75 this means so much to me user65 you just made my entire week

user45 seeing her in love after all the shit men is healing a part of me i didnt know was broken

user53 max fixing her hood then kissing her cheek what if you just stabbed me

user31 every time i see these, i get the urge to take a shot of bleach 😀

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sincerelyyn can't have a conversation if it's not all about you

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yourfriend as the other person of those conversations, he's fine i guess 😒

sincerelyyn you know i love youuuuu

taylorswift love seeing you happy ❤️

sincerelyyn ❤️❤️ user73 mother is all of us user63 you know it's real when it's taylor swift approved

conangrey i hate happy couples i hope you both trip 🫶

sincerelyyn die 🫶

user92 their friendship is everything to me

user15 not girlie trying to soft launch like we all don't know who it is 😭

user43 THEYRE SO ‼️🥵🥰⚠️

user65 you're so right

user24 i'm so happy finally seeing our girl happy 😭

user84 "someday i'll be everything to somebody else" YES YOU ARE BABYGIRL 😭

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maxverstappen1 my american girl 🩷

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charles_leclerc i still can't believe this is happening

maxverstappen1 for someone who don't even follow me, you sure are early to my posts 😒 user91 max gagged him with that im afraid

landonorris please please max talk to her about getting me tickets 😭

user85 lando is just like us fr struggling to get guts tour tickets maxverstappen1 no ❤️ landonorris 😔 sincerelyyn @landonorris let me get you in contact with my team 🤍 maxverstappen1 baby noooo sincerelyyn be nice, max landonorris HELL YEAH THANKS YN user42 this is the crossover i never thought i needed

user66 max posting non racing content and being all soft in the comments for yn in what world am i in

user52 fr i feel like im in an alternate universe 😭

sincerelyyn love youuuu

maxverstappen1 love you more

sincelyyn i never knew love could be so golden till i met you <3

maxverstappen1 mijn hele hart is van jou, schat (you own my entire heart, darling) user42 they mean so very much to me 😭

danielricciardo god the two of you make me nauseous

maxverstappen1 hating because you ain't us danielricciardo im not liking that attitude, kid 😒 user71 daniel is so us

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sincerelyyn so american will be out on all platforms at midnight. a letter to the man i love, the only way i know how ❤️

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maxverstappen1 i adore you with everything in my being ❤️

sincerelyyn ik hou van je (i love you)

i hope you guys liked this as much as i loved writing it 🫶

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You found Dad? | F1 Grid x Reader

F1 Grid x Exdriver!reader

Summary: Where people find out who it actually is..

Part one | Part two

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NOBODY GUESSED IT RIGHT HEHE 😽

skysportf1 via stream/youtube

user BRITNEY?!

user I did not know nico could bag someone like her

user They-Who-WHAT

user wonder how landos feeling

alex_albon found dead

user 😳

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yn I feel like taylor wrote “So high school” abt us cause damn, he got me down bad

nicorosberg I love you, Liebling 🩷

yn love you more 🩷

landonorris holy moly I actually thought it was jenson

logansargent I accept him! We all do, right?

liamlawson yep! As long he keeps away from you know who

logansargent What?

fernandoalonso 🤦🏽‍♂️

lewishamilton he’s talking about me. I think you forgot that I’m quite close to yn and so..I’m close to Nico, all the fucking time cause they don’t survive a minute without each other

yn what did I do to you so you’d expose me like this?😀

lewishamilton just the truth, I love you

yn pff

user they’re so gorgeous 🥹

user they fit so well

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lando.jpg they’re a match made in heaven I fear and sickening cute 😾

yn You need to send me the video where Lewis pushed him into that ball thingy 😭

lando.jpg it’s on its way to you!

nicorosberg Noooo that’s mean

yn oh well, sucks to be you

fernandoalonso told him she’d go out with him, he didn’t believe me

lewishamilton nothing new

nicorosberg 😐

lewishamilton what? It’s the truth 😇

nicorosberg ja ja

yn am I..God?

nicorosberg honey, what?

fernandoalonso she lost it

yn You and Lewis interacted, WITHOUT BEING FORCED TO. LEWIS IM PROUD OF YOU 👏👏

lewishamilton oh, thanks i guess

nicorosberg jesus

user im dead, they’re adorable

user need what they have

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nicorosberg apparently all of these are my now adopted children…(Well except Fernando, Checo, Valterri, Nico, Kevin and Daniel is a half child)

danielriccardo how nice of you

charlesleclerc remember what we told you.

landonorris we meant it, Rosberg

oscarpiastri yes we did!😾

nicorosberg I got it! I listened to each and one of you

yn should I be worried?

lancestroll nope, everything is good

georgerussel what lance said

yn God good..

a/n: might wanna make a series like this with the drivers. Like she’s the grid mom but with different scenarios and drivers but something along the lines of this fic

[lizaisdrawing]

Hi– 🤓

This is the same anon who asked about the role of each of the characters in your AU :^)

Being anonymous is fun for me– I'm sorry–

This time I come with another question– How does Wallace feel about physical contact 👁️? (in terms of affection– or also casually from people he doesn't know)

I also read one of your asks about that he had a relationship in college that didn't work out? 🥴 He had his heart broken, or was he the heartbreaker? 🦅

I just want to ask questions– but i fear i might start yapping 😀

That's all– loving your art ! 👹

Bye bye :^)

– 🍋🌚

He’s completely fine with it, he likes it a lot actually. Wallace grew up getting a lot of affection from his grandmother, plus some of his friends (joyce especially) are very affectionate. Casual contact from strangers also doesn’t upset him either.

for the relationship question, he started taking Welcome Home more seriously during the relationship and made that his first priority subconsciously and she broke up with him, so I guess he had his heart broken. Now Relationships will have to wait for now!

[astonmartingf]

YOU'VE BEEN ON MY MIND—

— co-parenting with alonso has been smooth sailing, until he starts dropping hints that he wants to be with you again

P9 ★ SEE YOU IN MY FUTURE

amgf probably 2k words? almost 3k? idk but it's hurt/comfort! i did cry, and yes so... i'm emotional because it's ending but also... it's ENDING 😀🫵 DKXJSKDJZJ one more chapter yay!!! shout out to day6, what would this chapter be without your songs... enjoy 👍

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You weren't sure what to expect— despite your severe reaction the past week, you're now mellowed down and calm, you think back on your conversation with Seb a few months ago before his retirement.

You definitely have not moved on, and the mention of the upcoming season definitely felt like a band-aid ripped off a bleeding wound. And all the pain and resentment you felt was now revealed beneath the familial memories you built with Ales and Fernando.

Driving up to his gate, you're instantly filled with the comfort of his private home. The place you spent most of your time outside work, and even more than your own house, with Ales and Fernando. You rub away the headache slowly building in your head, getting out of your car and meeting Fernando who greeted you out of his home.

"Are you feeling better?"

You wince away, as you take a seat on the chair opposite of him. It would be much easier if he resented you the way you did. That you'd rather he treat you unfairly in the last few years, but he's Fernando. He's the father of your son, and the man you tenderly love, even to this day.

Which only hurts more, knowing you can never fully let go of the past, despite both growing since your separation but seeing him with Ales sparked the burning hope in you. Maybe this would be the time for you and Fernando, that this might be the future you've been longing for all along.

"I'm sorry, how I reacted last week... I thought I was okay with it, but I guess I still feel the same way." You rub your arms, looking elsewhere but Fernando's eyes, knowing well he's staring right through you. You were scared and vulnerable, all throughout the years you noticed your apprehension in communicating your feelings for the sake of your relationship. And it wasn't going well for you, or for Fernando, but this time it'd be different.

"And before you say anything, I just want to say that I'm proud of you. I'm glad you still race, and for the upcoming season. I understand if you think it's too selfish of me not to come, but Ales will, I just think I'm not ready for it yet."

You gulp down your nerves, raising your head, staring head on at Alonso who is still smiling. It breaks your heart, seeing him like this— if only he'd get up and say something about how unfair it is to him.

"I understand it. You don't have to worry, I won't force you." Silence.

The room was met with silence, until you hear the sniffles coming from Fernando, leaving you frozen in your seat. As much as you hate being vulnerable in front of him, you never thought he'd cry in front of you first.

You hear his laughter, seconds after as he wipes the tears falling from him eyes.

"Please, don't worry this is not your fault... I guess you could say I'm overwhelmed. I only ever thought about this moment, I kept thinking about when we can have this talk, but you were so focused on Ales. Rightfully so, he's our son and our priority, so even though I wanted to fix what has been broken before, maybe it wasn't the time. And when we talked last night, I kept blaming myself for rushing you, because it was my fault.

And now, you're telling me yourself, I'm happy you're here. I'm happy that you told me yourself, and every day I will prove myself to be better, not just as Ales' father but as someone who is worthy to be with you. I'm sorry if I'm being emotional, I just didn't think I would come close to this again. And with you, if you resent me, I won't blame you. I resent myself every day, after you left me, and this... this is more than enough for me right now."

It wasn't long before the tears began to fall from your eyes, you only ever thought of your pain. Choosing to leave with Ales, away from Fernando— away from the years you've been together. Away from the only man you ever loved.

Your only concern was licking the wounds of what was left from Fernando, what you didn't think was how he felt all those years.

"I'm sorry... How lonely it must've felt for you all those years. Away from Ales— I promise you, this time it will be different. One day, we will be together— I know it, because I don't think I'd have it any other way than you. I love you Fernando! I still do, even after all these years—"

Closing you eyes, your hands instinctively wrap around Fernando's neck wanting him closer, pulling him from more. Hands grabbing his face, feeling the tears fall down your fingers. Wiping them away, you kiss him once more before pulling each other in a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kiss you without—"

"Shhh..." You hush Fernando's worries, resting your head on his shoulder, hands trailing over his back, resting them on top of his thick hair.

"I'm happy we had this conversation as well. Thank you Fernando. Thank you for still seeing me in your future. I had so many worries, and questions— all this time, I was just a coward. A selfish coward you decided for the both of us."

Fernando shakes his head, tutting his lips, "I won't let you day those things to yourself you hear me? You are brave and courageous, understand? And I love you, even though I feel undeserving of your feeling, I will work hard to be the man who deserves it. What happened, I don't blame you. But we'll figure these things out as the time goes by, don't be a stranger?"

With blurry eyes, you remove your head from Fernando's shoulders nodding your head. "I think I need to rest for a bit, can I take a nap here for a bit?"

"You want me to pick up Ales from Lance's while you sleep?"

The mention of your son immediately brought the sparkle in your eyes, which wasn't missed by Fernando who only smiled as he tucked you in his bed. "You can rest for a while, and when you wake up, we will be here. Sleep well Amor."

You feel your eyes getting heavier as Fernando's voice begins to thin out, you feel him leave a small kiss on your forehead causing you to smile before dosing off to your sleep.

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[ryo-kaikura]

Yan! Male Teachers + Male Yandere x male reader

*this is based on a dream I had this morning*

(Reader is on his last year so he's 18 (he's not held back I just try to make it okay with an adult partner) (my dream is PG-13(the yandere is made up), I just like spice)

My life is normal I guess, the difference with normal people at my age is my current school. This is takes "school feels like a prison" seriously with how we sleep at school eat at school and etc.

For our class, it's literally right next to the teacher's room. And each grade has a different section. Because it's a prestigious school the student is a lot more than the teacher by 50% of the teachers population.

Anyway, you might be asking, do you always have class? The answer is no, cause our right door is a building for gym and gymnasium. The door in front of us is where usually all the supplies comes in.

Today there is a monthly test. it's usually for additional points and support for our future. Example: last year it was making a sentence that's in correlation with a word and we can't use that word. There lots more but every time we were paired.

Look at that I'm also paired up again weirdly enough it's the "prince of the school" the one that's said to be the best for our grade, though his grade is in the top two, guess who's grade is higher? That right me. Since we're better than everyone, we get hallway to ourselves

It's so fun being better at him, when he gets a 100% me too, when he gets a 99% Boohoo I got a 100%. His body is also quite fit, but it's obvious with my height and body that I'm still better than him, with his being shorter than me. It's quite fun toying with him, his expression of flustered and anger add a smidge of pink on his face, neck and tip of his ears.

We're getting carried away. This year's test is a box of puzzles? With a textured flooring? Whatever. We saw the first test, summarizing a foreign language book, and there's our names on it. It seems like something from our teacher Mr. David. Then he shows up, "hello Mr. David" "Hello, (m/n)~" He was always flirty with me "hi Mr. David" "Hello to you too, mark".then he told us about it in detail "As you can see it's summarizing a book and because I prefer (m/n) than you, mark, (m/n) gets a 50 page and you get a 250 page it's sounds quite fair don't you think (m/n)" "Sure 😀"

Anyway, we're done with that, the next are some simple mathematics and that's from our other teachers. Wow it looks like we have to build a Miniature real life-like humanoid chess pieces. Now it seems like we're done but there's no announcement, then I realized the flooring is a bit whacky so I try to pick one up. It works. I open one and inside it is extra pieces for the sculpture and that's from Mr. Sears, the science teacher that likes to use science to hide a lot of things

It's similar with how some sounds lie it has a lot but there is none and then one of then sounds like it doesn't have any but when we opened it there was a lot of extra sculpture pieces. Then I saw one of the boxes has a piece of paper. I was about to read it out loud then I feel a finger right next to my stomach, and I couldn't help but feel ticklish and jerk away from the finger. Turns out it the said teacher, Mr. Sears, and he kept tickling me every time I try to say it out loud. In the end he made me stand up and go to a corner and read it in my head. Most of it was clues until the last number on the price of paper that said 'I will be going to *city name* in a few days' "I don't care" "What!" " We're not that close teach~, Well not as close as me and Mr. David~."

Then he stormes off, don't know what happened but in the end me and Mark Finished first.

*A few days later*

It seems like Mr. Sears didn't go and one of our teacher was suddenly sent to the hospital

*A few month later*

I finally graduated, best of the year as well because of that I get a lot of money lie a billion I think. But right when I was going head home, I felt someone covering my head, then two people try to grab me and they're quite strong, but not strong enough. Suddenly I feel something injected to my neck. And I grew weak and dizzy not long after I passed out. While why kidnappers was smiling over me.

It's been a while since I woke up but I still don't know where I am. There a window that just over my head so I'm able to get hold of it and pulled my self up and saw... A beach?

Then after looking around and the sun almost overhead meaning it's currently 11.30 ish o'clock. Three people come in and guess who? It the weirdos. Mr. David feels shy, Mr. Sears a bit nervous and Mark quite happy.

And the brought their own dish a I must say the best is Mr. David, with the other two being barely palatable. In the end we slept right next to each other.

*A year later* (I'm lazy)

My self-made company worked well, but my "wives" seems quite jealous of everything I do even though we haven't gotten married yet and Mark and Sears are working as my two secretary and David being at home. I must say David's body got more chubby and soft, I like it. Mark kept trying to be better at me at everything and kept losing, example: who can cum the last, I won, who's stronger, I won, and much more. And Sears gotten smarter at where he's hiding my stuff, like my underwear, sweaty gym clothes, a pen I chewed.

I'm happy there entertaining because I just remembered I'm a side character in a book and they're male leads, all three of them, and who's the female lead you ask? The new rising employee in my own company, Janice.

[soloroomies]

You, Across The Street | (a Suna Rintarou fic)

・❥・Chapter four; Year Ten (A Lesson About Life)

synopsis: At the age of five, you met the neighbor boy who lived just across the street, Suna Rintarou. As the years unfold, this story will chronicle the evolution of your friendship, year by year. But as life moves on and paths diverge, will it blossom into something more? Or will it remain a cherished bond between two childhood friends? “The lines between friendship and love often blur when you’ve known someone your entire life."

word count. 2.3k cw. childhood friends au, slow burn, middle school era, angst a/n. finally, I have time to update the story! I also have some ideas for other fics😀 Since this one is a slow burn, I'm thinking of making them too :)). Let's just see how it goes!

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The promise you both made, though born of a fleeting moment and perhaps foolish in its spontaneity, remained sincere and heartfelt. Yet, its reliability was as fragile as glass, precariously held together by the shifting sands of circumstance. As hearts are swayed by life’s changes, what once felt certain can easily fracture and slip away.

With so many uncertainties awaiting you in the future, this might just be the beginning of how your paths will diverge.

You snapped your head towards the voice that called your name. It was Rintarou.

"Yeah?" you asked, momentarily disoriented.

You glanced around, taking in the familiar sight of Rintarou’s room. Lately, you hadn’t been able to hang out with him much because of your busy schedules. But today, thankfully, you both finally managed to find some time to chill together.

He shook his head, his eyes looking at you warily. "I said, what do you think about it? Should I just ask her out?" He leaned back against the headboard of his bed, fiddling with his hands. He was uncharacteristically nervous.

You were now at the end of eighth grade. Time had flown by so quickly, and before you knew it, middle school would be over next year. So many things had changed, yet so many things had stayed the same. Yumi and Mari were still your classmates, which made you happy, and the three of you had grown even closer. You and Rintarou also still didn’t share the same class, a constant reminder of what hadn't changed.

Some things had changed, though; biology was quickly becoming your favorite subject, you had joined the science club and were completely into it, and you’d become obsessed with snapping pics on the phone you got for your birthday—thanks to Rintarou, who definitely fueled that obsession. 

Speaking of him, he’d changed too; his voice had taken on a deep, amusing tone, he kept growing taller, and his volleyball play was getting even more serious. And guess what? He’d even developed a new interest in a girl.

What did he say about having a girlfriend just two years ago?

The girl was Misaki, a fellow eighth-grader and a star player in the girls' volleyball club, which frequently interacted with the boys' team. That’s how she and Rintarou got to know each other. You’d noticed her a few times—tall, with an athletic build, and long, silky black hair that always seemed to move gracefully with her every motion, usually tied back in a practical ponytail. Her name was often on the boys’ lips, and it was no surprise. Misaki was quite the looker, combined with her warm smile and friendly demeanor that made her incredibly popular. Honestly, you had no reason to dislike her. Really. You had no reason.

You gulped and looked at him, feeling a knot tighten in your stomach. “Well, do you like her?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

He crossed his arms and furrowed his brow, contemplating your question. 

“Well, if liking the way she serves the ball and spikes it, is included in ‘liking’ her, then, yes, I like her.”

You raised an eyebrow, tilting your head slightly. “But what about her? Do you like her as a person?”

“She’s nice, I guess,” he replied, scratching his head. “She gave me chocolates and offered advice about my blocking technique.”

He paused, then added with a shrug, “She also has nice hair.”

You nodded slowly, agreeing to him.

You tried to justify the uncomfortable feeling in your chest as envy because your friend was about to get a girlfriend while you hadn’t. But even that justification felt off. So, you pushed the feeling to the back of your mind. This kind of emotion was new to you, and you wanted to be as supportive as possible to your friend who had always been there for you.

Forcing a smile, you nudged him playfully. “Then, what are you waiting for?”

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Rintarou had asked Misaki out on the last day of school, just before spring break, and Misaki, unsurprisingly, had accepted him with a radiant smile. She confessed that she had always liked him since the first year of middle school (something you’d suspected ever since Rintarou first mentioned her). She was over the moon, thrilled that he felt the same way.

The days that followed were anything but pleasant for you. Despite it being spring break, you found yourself watching from your window as Rintarou and Misaki went out every day. Hand in hand, they strolled through the blooming cherry blossoms, their laughter heard from your house. Rintarou had excused himself beforehand, explaining that Misaki had meticulously planned their break, so he couldn’t spend much time with you. He mentioned they wanted to explore new places and learn to play volleyball together with a few clubs. They even planned an out-of-prefecture trip with Misaki’s parents (who were very supportive of their relationship) to visit a renowned volleyball club.

How nice. How perfectly fitting for the both of them. They’re a match made in heaven, really. Both of them love volleyball and were popular. You should be happy he didn’t end up with someone like Ara (no offense to her, though). Yet, you found yourself far from happy. Instead, you spent your days cramped up in your room, re-reading your manga and novels, barely seeing the sun or the cherry blossoms blooming outside.

Your mother definitely noticed your mopey behavior and had the answer too about why you were acting this way. She wanted to plan a family vacation, but your father’s work was piling up, and he couldn’t take time off. So, she planned a one-day outing with you and Hana to visit your aunt who owns a flower shop.

You were pretty reluctant at first when your mother asked you to go out one morning. You’d much rather stay holed up in your room. But when she mentioned you’d be visiting your cool Obachan, your favorite aunt, you got interested. Plus, she had this beautiful flower garden and always gave you seeds to plant in your own garden. When you were younger, you used to go there more often, but these days, you rarely went. You only saw her occasionally at your grandparents' house.

So, here you were, at your aunt’s house. Nestled in the serene countryside of the prefecture, her house was a perfect mix of traditional Japanese architecture and vibrant natural beauty. On one side of the house, your aunt had set up a charming flower shop. The shop was a riot of colors and scents, with flowers neatly arranged in rustic wooden crates and ceramic pots. Roses, lilies, daisies, and chrysanthemums bloomed in profusion, creating a tapestry of nature’s finest art. Even though she lived alone, her house didn’t feel lonely. It was warm, welcoming, and full of life.

When you arrived, your aunt greeted you with a warm hug and a radiant smile that instantly brought back memories of your younger days visiting her. Her smile was a lot like your mother’s, only with a few more smile lines, reminding you she was your mother’s big sister. She served a pot of freshly brewed green tea and a plate of homemade mochi on the low wooden table as you sat on the mats covering the floor. Soon, your aunt started sharing stories about her daily life, talking about the seasons and how each one brought a new wave of beauty and tranquility.

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Your aunt had a bunch of flower seedlings and bulbs all set for planting. You both got to work, digging small holes in the rich soil and gently placing the seedlings into the pot.

“You’re doing great!” your aunt said with a warm smile, wiping a bit of dirt from her forehead.

You laughed, a little bashful, and shrugged. “Thanks.”

“So, how’s life been treating you lately?” she asked, glancing over while carefully patting the soil around a seedling.

“It’s fine, I guess,” you replied, your mind drifting to the past week and Rintarou with his new girlfriend. You sighed softly, trying to focus on the planting.

Your aunt paused, looking at you closely as she brushed her hands off on her apron. “I haven’t seen you in a while! You look more mature now, ___.” She gave you an earnest smile.

You smiled back, but it didn’t quite reach your eyes, and you kept your gaze down on the plants.

Your aunt set her tools aside gently and turned to face you, her brow furrowing in concern. “And even though we haven’t met for a while, I can tell something’s up.”

Your eyes widened. Was your somber mood that obvious? You bit your lip and glanced away.

“Wanna talk about it? You don’t have to, but sometimes it helps to share what’s on your mind.” She reached out and touched your hand lightly.

You hesitated, then whispered, “You won’t tell Mama?” You peeked at your mother and Hana, who were busy arranging flower buckets at another table, unaware of your conversation.

Your aunt nodded, making a zipping gesture across her lips and miming tossing away the key. “Promise.”

“It’s just... There’s someone in my life who’s changed, and it’s making me sad,” you said softly, your voice trembling a bit. “We used to go everywhere together, but now we haven’t spent a single day together this break.”

Your aunt nodded understandingly, her eyes softening with empathy. “I get it. Sometimes, as people grow and their lives change, the way they fit into ours changes too. It’s a part of life.” She gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

“But why does it have to be like that? Why can’t things just stay the same?” you asked, frustration cracking your voice as you patted down the soil.

Your aunt gave a gentle smile. “Life is full of changes, honey. People grow, and so do their circumstances.”

“Well,” your aunt continued, “one day, when you’re older, you might find yourself in a different place, with different people. You might have your own family and responsibilities.”

You zoned out for a moment, then turned to look at your aunt, taking in the garden and her cozy house. How she was now living away from your mother. They used to spend time together when they were kids, didn’t they?

“Like you and Mama?” you asked tentatively.

“Exactly,” your aunt agreed, her voice soothing. “It's a natural part of growing up. Relationships change, but that doesn’t mean they’re any less important. They’re just different. And that’s okay.”

“So, are you saying I should just accept that things will change?” you asked, trying to wrap your mind around it.

Your aunt nodded. “Embrace the change and cherish the moments you have now. It’s important to be grateful for the time you share with people and to be open to new experiences and relationships that come your way.”

You took a deep breath, absorbing your aunt’s words. “I guess that makes sense. I just need to get used to the idea.”

Your aunt squeezed your hand reassuringly. “It takes time, and that’s perfectly normal. Remember, though, even if things change, the love and memories you’ve built with people stay with you. Those memories will always be a part of who you are.”

You processed her word for a moment then offered a small, grateful smile. “Thanks, Obachan. I feel better now.”

Your aunt smiled back warmly. “Anytime, sweetie.”

You continued planting together until the sun set on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the garden. After dinner, you bid goodbye to your aunt, who gave you some flower seedlings. Hana also proudly carried the flower arrangement she’d made earlier.

You were glad you decided to come out of your room today.

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Today was the last day of spring break, and you felt pretty relaxed since you’d finished prepping all your stuff for school yesterday. Tomorrow was the first day of ninth grade. You sighed internally, knowing it would be way busier with all the high school entrance exam prep. You just hoped you’d get into the school you wanted.

Needing a bit of chill time, you decided to water the plants in your small front garden this morning. The seedlings from your aunt had been planted, and you were eager to check their progress every day. You grabbed the hose, turned the water on low, and started watering each plant.

As you were distracted with the watering, you suddenly noticed a pair of feet on the footpath in your garden. You looked up and saw Rintarou, smiling a little. It felt like you hadn’t seen him in forever, even though it had only been a few days. You’d see him, but not really hang out—just a wave from him as he rode his bike away or when Misaki came over to his house.

Honestly, you kind of expected you wouldn’t hang out at all this break. But here he was now.

“Hey,” he greeted you, looking a bit sheepish.

“Hey, Rin,” you replied, barely glancing at him as you continued watering your plants.

“Um…” He scratched the back of his head. “Wanna hang out?”

In the back of your mind, you really wanted to scream at him. Say something like, ‘Where’s that new cute girlfriend of yours?’ Maybe three years ago, you would have. But now, you decided against it. You didn’t want to be petty. Your aunt's words rang in your mind: embrace the change and cherish the moments you have now.

You took a good look at him—he seemed more fidgety than usual. It looked like he felt guilty? Was it because of not spending the break with you? You sighed. It wasn’t fair to make him choose between you and his new girlfriend. You’re sure if the situation were reversed, he’d be cool about it and understanding.

“Sure,” you finally said with a small smile. “Just let me finish this. I’ll ring your bell when I’m done.”

“Okay,” he answered, smiling.

“I’ll wait for you.” He stepped back and went to his house.

You didn’t know what the future held, but at least you wanted to enjoy the time you had with him now, before life took any more turns, before the inevitable changes swept you both in different directions. 

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[dduane]

In the Young Wizards 'verse, how would the universe handle two wizard-potentials going for the same manual at the same time, like reaching for the same book at the library? Would it somehow magically duplicate itself? Would it avoid the question entirely by waiting to choose the potentials until later? Would either (or both) of them get a notification of the manual installing itself as an app on their phones, thus distracting them from grabbing the book? (So many options!)

The Young Wizards series is one of my all-time favorites, by the way. Thank you for putting it into the world ❤️❤️ I need to reread it again soon!

First of all: thanks for the nice words! Delighted that the books were there for you. 😊

As to your question: I'm not sure this is a problem that's likely to come up, for an array of reasons that have to do with the basic nature of YW-'verse wizardry.

Basically, though: every wizard (like every other human, and every other sentient being) occupies a unique temporospatial position that doesn't just involve where they are, and when they are, but who they are; as well as where they've been, and what they've experienced. Different people, born in different places and raised in different ways by other different people, are inevitably going to have different personalities and different worldviews... and therefore, also, different preferred ways to engage with wizardry.* The chances that a given instrumentality offered to a given person is going to be an exact or even near-exact duplicate of the one offered to another person are pretty small. I don't think we need to worry too much about the two-hands-reaching-for-the-same-Manual-at-the-same-time paradigm.

Bear in mind also that there are a lot of different ways to get at Speech-based wizardly info besides books. Offered instrumentalities can vary wildly due not just to cultural norms, but personal preferences. Someone who likes stories but doesn't care for reading physical books might have their Manual turn up as an (apparent) audiobook. (Or maybe a podcast: or a videoblog: who am I to judge?) After all, we've already had wizards who manage spells or otherwise engage with wizardry by listening to the Sea, acquiring the Speech through sentient laptops, hearing it as in-mind speech which they manage by (probably somewhat Speech-enhanced) memory; by direct communications with the Powers that Be via an (apparent) little magical light source they carry around with them, and numerous other methods. (And don't forget the slightly unusual instrumentality that turns up in the YW 30-Day OTP sequence, in which one new probationary wizard obtains his Manual access via what appears to be Tuxedo Mask's rose from Sailor Moon.) ...Additionally, I have a vague memory of one wizard carrying around a Manual access that seems to be the one and only Magic 8-Ball featuring answers that are not hazy. Don't ask me which book it's in, though. Might be Games Wizards Play, but that's a guess.

As for app installations—no reason that Manual access might not turn up as an app update. Also, in terms of dedicated devices, wizPads and wizPhones (formerly wizPods) have been around for a while now, and both have become canonical over time: Darryl McAllister's using one of the wizPhone-based Manual versions in A Wizard of Mars. (Though these may occasionally present problems for practitioners testing out a new paradigm.) As a wizard grows into their practice of the Art, it's not at all unusual to change instrumentalities as one finds something that works better for them than what the Powers sent them the first time out.

Anyway: hope this helps! 😀

*As for the probably inevitable question, "But what if they're twins?" To quote a well-known authority, "It's never twins." :) (And that said: starting with Wizards at War, we see that occasionally, it is twins... and I'm pretty sure they acquired their delivery instrumentalities separately, though I can't recall whether this gets dealt with in canon.)

[luffyvace]

Boa Hancock & Neferatari Vivi x female reader for women’s day!!

ik I’m late to women’s day guys!! But I’m still gonna participate! (Totally not an excuse to write for some of my fav op girls that I haven’t written much for yet)

Hancock x a fem reader would be like the ultimate alternative timeline to her not falling in love with luffy lol

let’s say your in the kuja pirates specifically,

that would make more sense as to how you got closer since your on the same crew and obviously get to interact with her more versus just fan girling in the crowd lolol 😂

just the same as luffy, she’d realized her love for you after getting worried for your safety and feeling ill (love sick 😀) mid expedition at the fact that you might be hurt

when everyone gets back to the boat she tried to unsuspectingly scope you out (tried because she was actually frantically searching for someone and wouldn’t say who as everyone panicked-) and as soon as she saw you she sighed in relief! But soon after, she started blushing and she felt a warm fuzzy feeling!

what was this? Is this what they call..? Love?!

it was such a joyous feeling..! She couldn’t believe she was feeling such intense emotions at your presence alone!

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”Lady hebihime!! Are you all right?!”

”all right..!”

”right..!”

”right..”

Your words echoed over and over again in Hancock’s spinning head. You..we’re worrying for her?! Your so…kind!- So!- so!- your such a selfless woman!!

and yeah that’s pretty much how it went HAHAH

you can pretty much guess you’ll get special treatment from then on, she’s in love with you after all!! Naturally it’s her duty to protect her lover! 😊 (you haven’t even asked her out yet Hancock! - Glorisa)

she invites you into the palace and gives you the best food and treatment straight away!! Put your feet up dear! Are you hot? tired? Do you need water?? “Hurry up and bring the giant fans! My lover is hot!”

no pun intended even though you are 😉

“lover..? Lady hebihime..! May I ask what your talking about..😅”

”o-oh! W-well..I was just thinking…maybe…we could go on a date..?! ☺️😅”

“ME?? Hebihime!! I- I’m honored but what brought this about?! This is….strangely sudden, you know? Not trying to be rude!-”

”Hancock!”

”eh??- I mean!- hebihim-”

”Hancock!! Y-you..can call me Hancock..if you’d like!- I mean if you’d prefer to call me something else like a pet name, honey or dear m-maybe-…!”

”But!- hebihime-”

“-And to answer your question! What brought this about……I’m not sure myself…I have no idea actually, I found myself worrying about you and when I saw you again….When I saw you..! When I…..Kyaaa! 😍”

”Hancock!! Are you all right?! What happened!?

“ !!….You…! You!- You said my name!! This must be..! This must be!! What they call!- Engagement!~ 😍😍”

”huh?? 😀 hebihime?-“

“No! Go back! Don’t call me hebihime anymore!! We’re getting married next month so!- So call me by my name from now on! Okay honey?! 😍💗”

*mutters while being carried bridal style by Hancock* “I’m getting married…to the hebihime..😵‍💫💫”

and yes you actually did get married the next month :)

being the wife of the pirate empress is the liiiife 😎👍 you get whatever you want, whenever you want and however much you want of it!! Without a question! Your words are as absolute as sold gold on the island of women! Hancock will likely even ignore elder nyon/Glorisa for you <3

and yeah you can pretty much just imagine your dream life for the rest! Expect that to become your reality when married to Hancock bc even thanos snap can’t compare 🗿😭

Vivi is such an awesome girl - honorable mention okay? 😤👏

let’s say your not a straw hat tho :) just for funzies :3 imagine you’ve lived on alabasta just as long as she has and even infiltrated Baroque works with her. And also helped save alabasta!

best friends to lovers anyone?? Lesbian edition >:> 👩‍❤️‍👩 🧡🤍💖🏳️‍🌈

after it’s all said and done, and crocodile is defeated, you two say cya to the straw hats and you help Vivi rebuild her kingdom

somewhere during the time things start looking up as for alabasta’s cleanup, she confesses! Oops spoiler :}

“hey!!..I’ve been looking all over for you 😅”

“Oh hey Vivi! What is it?”

”oh nothing I just, well it’s not nothing…can we talk? Uh- you know..in private?”

”oh yeah sure! Come inside I was just cleaning up heheh, excuse the mess..”

“It’s nothing! Really, it’s fine no need to be so formal…we’re close, right?”

“Yeah :) what is it you wanted to talk about though? Is it something bad I’m nervous 😃”

”Oh! Nononono! Nothing bad nothing bad!-“

*sigh of relief* “hah, that’s good 😅”

*awkward yet adorable giggles come from both you and Vivi*

“well..what I wanted to talk about was…us, as in…who we are”

“Oh no Vivi don’t come out and tell me we’re aliens now we’ve barely finished cleaning up alabasta! 😭😂😂”

”what?? Hey! No! I-I’m trying to be serious here! 🤦‍♀️“

”OH! Oops 😄 go ahead go ahead!”

“I meant who we are as in, as a….relationship! Like- um..we’re friends right? Soo..if we could be……”

“Vivi..you mean..?”

”YEAH! 😭😅 I mean if- if we could be..more, if- if you want if not we can just stay friends-“

”No! I- hahah, I honestly never thought you’d ask, like- literally! I’ve kinda been waiting but you never did so is assumed-“

lots of awkward laughing and explaining of feelings ensue from there 💗(🏳️‍🌈😜)

actually being in a relationship with her includes training, yes training, because you never know what could happen. Just as crocodile happened and no one knew he would. So from now on she wants to be prepared, she refuses to be blindsided again—for the sake of her people!

she’s a cute mix of awkward, kind and a tad bit shy 💗 it’s like, she almost wouldn’t know how to act around you if you weren’t so close, but you are! So that makes things easier :)

she’s highly knowledgeable and I feel she’d have quiet a bit of hobbies. if you like to do similar things she’d love to partake in those activities with you! But if you have different interests, exploring each one as you teach her about them would be fun too! <3

Vivi is a literally princess, which means as her lover you get princess treatment! 😘 (all puns intended) She can afford it after all! Pell and Vivi’s father would adore you! You make Vivi so happy, how can they not?!

she talks about you more often than you know 🤫 “Dad!! Don’t tell her that!- it’s kind of embarrassing you know?!” oops Vivi heard him

well anyway 😊

Vivi is a very caring and protective lover as seen with Nami (when she stayed by her side the whole time she was ill). So of course that’s not any different when it comes to you, it’s highly likely Vivi knows first aid so if you get a minor injury? Be more careful!! 🩹❤️‍🩹💋 A major injury?! Hurry! Rush her to the royal hospital! Quickly! Giver her the best treatment! It’s okay, relax, she’s here 💖

Vivi will be with you through thick and thin and her loyalty is unwavering. She may not be the strongest banana in the bunch but she’ll certainly defend you with all she has if it comes down to it! 😤💪

Also!!! Can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this yet!!- Karoo!!!! Karoo loves you <33 Vivi thinks your bond is adorable, especially how Karoo always lets you ride on him :} you bring him snacks and drinks and he runs to you each time. If your tired of walking he’ll carry you without complaints as well so that’s a perk!

I feel the other spot billed ducks would love you as well! Karoo probably tells them how great you are 🤗 You might even like one of them enough to make them your duck! (I would, they seem cooler than a freezer 😎👍)

Okayyy~ lovely readers, followers and anyone new here..!

I hope you enjoyed these headcanons!!~

[infiniteeight8]

Lets keep it a secret.

ironstrange 😇

With special thanks to @airas-story for helping me hammer out this idea. 😀

-

As he rides the elevator up to his penthouse, Tony slips a hand into his pocket and touches the box there. Not a ring box, of course, even Tony knows it’s much too soon for that. It might be too soon for any gift at all. God knows Pepper had chided him more than once for gestures all out of proportion to the occasion in question. But one month with Stephen feels important, and once the idea came to him Tony hadn’t been able to resist working on it.

Tony’s not entirely sure that Stephen knows that tonight marks one month together. Most people, he is reliably informed, don’t keep track this early on. Stephen had been the one to suggest they have dinner tonight, but they have dinner pretty frequently now, it could just be a coincidence. You don’t have to give it to him, Tony reminds himself. It’s not going to go bad. If this is a regular dinner, it’ll keep until six months. 

The thought reassures Tony enough that he stops fiddling with the box. The elevator reaches the penthouse, but when Tony emerges there’s no sign of Stephen in the living room or kitchen areas. The dining room has long since been repurposed, so he can’t be there.

“Tony, out here,” Stephen calls, and Tony turns toward the terrace.

Stephen is standing over a table for two set out under the fading sunlight. There are candles, and a proper place setting on some very nice dishes that Tony doesn’t recognize. It’s definitely fancier than their usual fare, even on those nights when they don’t eat out of take out boxes, and Tony finds himself smiling as he meets Stephen’s gaze.

Stepping outside, Tony pulls Stephen into a soft kiss. “Happy one month,” he murmurs when they part.

Stephen lets out a relieved breath and smiles. “I was worried you might think it was silly.”

Tony laughs softly. “So was I,” he admits. “I, ah, made you something.” He pulls the box out of his pocket and hands it over.

Stephen opens it and his breath catches. Slowly, he lifts the watch out of the box and examines it more closely. His face lights up and he traces a finger lightly over the watch face and then around the edges of the dial. “These are my favorite complications.” 

“You mentioned once that you’d never found a piece that had all of them and nothing extra,” Tony says, bouncing on his toes a little.

Stephen slips the band over his wrist and secures it before leaning in to kiss Tony again. “It’s perfect,” he says. “And…” Trailing off, he turns and picks something up from one of the place settings and turns to hand it to Tony.

It’s a rose, painstakingly folded out of beautifully textured and colored paper. Turning it slowly, Tony realizes that the petals form a perfect golden spiral. He smiles, and then his smile softens when he realizes: Stephen would never have asked anyone to make this for him. “You folded it yourself, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” Stephen says, blushing slightly. “Every petal.”

Tony rests the rose against his lower lip and shoots Stephen a teasing look. “Stephen Strange, a romantic. Who would have guessed?”

Stephen ducks his head. “Let’s keep that a secret, shall we?”

“I have no intention of sharing,” Tony promises, smiling.

[marice23top]

PROLOGUE- Prowler Miles X Deadpool ( fem) Reader

   Taglist: @bath1lda​ @sorryi-mtrash

Let's start this from the beginning…

“My name is Y/N Fisk the daughter of the big top baddie in Brooklyn. My father owns the whole city basically, But you know being a child of the biggest baddie this earth has ever seen you might think he might have loved me more.”

“Sorrrryyy, to break your spirits but to the old man I was nothing more than a lab experiment and I wasn’t even a failed one, I was one of his many experiments that actually worked.”

“Well you wanna know the whole story or do you want a short version so you can finally see the person you are reading this for in the first place.”

“So i'm guessing the short version you simps…”

“So I was experimented on by my father, and turned into an unkillable demon. Was trained till I was 1-10 years old, got sent to school, met the love of my life “😀”( who you should know), fell in love, worked with his uncle because he was working under my dad, then comforted the love of my life after his dad dies.(His dad was also super cool) then had to start working with the love of my life doing “jobs” under my dear old father for money.”

“And that's all, my whole life all summed up. Hey you wanna know something now that I say this maybe my life isn’t too bad”…”I feel like i'm forgetting something…”

BAMMMMM!!!

“Ahh that's right we are fighting right now, yikes I need to get these voices in my head checked out.”

“Y/NNNN!” Screamed a voice behind me. Taking out my swords I start to run over to them. 

“COMMIINNNGGG LLOOOOVVVEERRR!!”! I yelled back

“OH and I hope to see or hear you later little voices in my head.”

[beepboopeeboo]

Classmates | 5. Café

Heyy i’m back kinda 😀 i hope y’all are still interested in reading this smau 😭😭 I ended up making this chapter a bit long to make things up (or at least I think it’s long)🧍‍♀️

“You know it would be really funny if Haerin and her friends walked right into this cafe right now,” said Rinji.

“No it would not! How’d you even find out?” Y/n gave a confused look knowing damn well she didn’t make it obvious that she and Haerin exchanged numbers.

“Danielle told me”

“You guys still talk?” Haruna questioned.

“Of course we still do. You’re making it sound like we’re exes, she was literally my band’s vocalist.”

Y/n shrugged, “I mean technically she is since shes a ex-member.”

“Can ex-band members not be friends or something?”

“They can they can its just…I thought something bad happened which was why she left.”

“Oh, no she had to leave since she wanted to focus on college. We’re all cool though.”

“Good to know” Y/n receives a text message a few minutes after and checks to see who it was from.

It was Haerin

“WHAT!” Y/n was so taken aback that she stood up from her seat and was quickly sat back down by Haruna. The people in the cafe looked at her with a concerned look, while her two best friends awkwardly laugh and smile apologizing to the onlookers.

Haruna hits the lover girl on the arm

“Ow! What was that for?!” Y/n says loudly as she rubs her arm pouting. Earning even more glances from other customers.

Rinji leans in whispering to Y/n, “You fucking idiot did you forget that we’re in a public place,” she continues, “What got you so surprised that you suddenly stood up?”

Y/n shows the two girls her notification and their eyes widen.

“Answer back what are you doing?!?” Haruna says.

“What do you want me to say!”

“Just tell her “yeah hey its y/n” or something.”

Haruna looks over at Y/n’s phone, “That’s it?”

“What else- oh she replied back” Y/n looks at her phone again

“Does this girl want me dead. My GOODNESS.”

Rinji waves her hand in front of the enamored girl’s phone to get her attention, “Y/n? Earth to Y/n!”

“Huh? Wha?”

“Dude you’ve been staring at her picture for almost 5 minutes. Send her a contact photo back or else she’s gonna think you’re leaving her on read.”

“Oh shit. You’re right.” She quickly looks through her gallery for a picture to send back to Haerin which took like a minute or so to find, but Y/n eventually found one that she liked and sent it to her. “Aaaand sent.”

Haruna just shakes her head at the girl in disbelief. Her childhood best friend of however many years has had the same crush on this girl since sophomore year and they are now just interacting outside of school, but don’t get her wrong she is happy for her though. Rinji on the other hand is just glad that Y/n won’t be texting them about the tiniest interactions that she and her crush just had or when she sees her in the hall every time. However, something tells her that she’ll still be dealing with even more of Y/n’s crush related things.

“WHAT?!?”

“Oh yeah. I invited Eunchae too so she might end up bringing someone along with her. Hope that’s alright with you guys?”

“Yeah thats cool. I’m guessing it’s Kyujin or Haerin?”

“Was this Haruna’s plan to get me to interact with Haerin??!”

Not really. Haruna just wasn’t sure if her tennis bestie was bringing one of their teammates or another friend.

“To be honest she didn’t really specify who she was bringing but I guess we’ll have to see.” Haruna shrugged it off meanwhile Y/n is trying her best to stay calm. “Anyways, while we wait I want to know how orientation went for you guys today. Because mine went pretty well surprisingly.”

“Same here. I got some classes with a couple of people that I know.” Rinji replied.

“Honestly me too and it’s mostly because I have like 3 classes with Haerin this year.”

“Really?” The two girls say in unison.

“Yeahhhh. We looked over at each other’s schedules in which the times and classes matched for 3 of them. Then it resulted into us exchanging each other’s socials and numbers once we were in our 3rd class together.”

The two girls just looked at each other then at Y/n with a face. Before one of them could even say anything the bell from the cafe door rang and Haruna checked to see who it was from her seat. Coming in was Eunchae, Kyujin and Haerin. Y/n’s heart was beating a lot more faster and she became nervous once she saw a glimpse of her crush standing alongside her own two best friends and she immediately looks down at her phone pretending to be occupied.

“Okay i gotta stay calm and pretend I didn’t see her. I’m just gonna pretend I didn’t see her or her friends.”

The three girls walk over to where the other trio were sitting after ordering and thankfully the table near them was empty so they all would be able to interact with one another. They were also allowed to put their tables a little closer to each other, as long as they put them back to where they originally were, and so they did. Haerin sits down on a chair close to Y/n but not too close.

“Seriously Y/n a fucking thumbs up??”

Y/n looks up from her phone and tries to scoot over a little more towards Haerin, while trying her best to somehow not embarrass herself. Her heart continues to beat faster so she distracts herself by fiddling with her fingers and goes on her phone to scroll through instagram. Her being shy doesn’t help the fact that she wants to talk to her crush, however, she couldn’t really think of anything to talk about. Haerin is also pretty shy and quiet so she doesn’t really know what they should talk about either.

“Y/n Kim go get our drinks,” said Rinji.

“Damn, why are we suddenly using my full government name out loud,” Y/n says as she’s standing up.

Rinji rolled her eyes

“I’ll come with you too, Y/n. I think ours should be done soon,” said Haerin and gets up as well.

“Oh. Yeah okay.”

As they both head towards the counter together, Y/n tries to strike up a conversation.

“So did you end up having any other classes with your friends?”

“Oh uh I think I only have one class with Kyujin, but I still have the same homeroom as Eunchae,” her crush replied.

“Same. I only got one class with Haruna and another with Rinji. Oh wait we literally have AP Lit together with Haruna and Kyujin.”

Haerin lets out a chuckle, “You forgot your classmates already?”

“Possibly.”

They giggle to themselves and grabbed the cup carriers holding their drinks, then walked back to where they were all sitting.

The six girls continue on to talk about random things from one topic to another.

“We should all seriously hangout again together some time!” said Kyujin. “Before I forget, Y/n and Rinji, is it alright if you guys can give me your numbers?”

Eunchae pulls out her phone too, “Oh! Can you two give me yours too so I can make us a group chat?”

“Yeah definitely,” Rinji tells the girl her phone number and afterwards Y/n tells hers next.

“Cool, thank you guys!”

After exchanging numbers, they put the tables and chairs back to where they were before both groups parted their ways.

“I guess that wasn’t so bad”

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[typicalopposite]

Ok clipboard proposal part 3.2

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | AO3

One by one everyone notices something is up with Buck.

Eddie notices it when Buck doesn’t jump to make him his best man (or even Chris…)

Hen notices it when he isn’t taking advantage of the nice fancy new clipboard they all so graciously — foolishly — gifted him at the proposal.

Bobby notices it when he’s not asked to officiate.

Maddie notices it when he doesn’t mention Jee being their flower girl.

Chimney notices it when he makes a joke about bachelor party payback and Buck looks like he’s just been punched in the face.

“Ah… there it is,” he says to himself as he watches Buck scurry off. The excuse of needing to be somewhere to do something and Chim is sure Buck doesn’t have the slightest idea what either of those are.

Chimney gathers everyone, fills them in on the feeling he has that Buck has finally figured out a way to punish himself for something he deems to be his fault… by taking it away from himself as well.

They are going to confront him when he comes back to work after his two days off… but on the second day Tommy calls Maddie saying Buck wants to elope.

“You really were just gonna pull a Bobby and Athena on us Buckaroo?” Chimney says, being the first to step through the court house doors. Buck looks at Tommy, and there’s no betrayal in his eyes because Tommy ratted their plan out… if anything he seems relieved. He didn’t want this, (and everyone was sure of that) he just… didn’t know what else to do to appease the guilty voices yelling in his head.

It’s fairly easy — with everyone there pushing him to say what’s really bothering him — for Buck to come clean about how he feels about the wedding.

Maddie grabs his face, holding it between her hands so he has to look at her. “Buck, stop.” She says, and smiles, blinking back her own tears while swiping his away with her thumbs. “What happened at our wedding wasn’t your fault.”

“I was sick, Buck…” Chim added

“But I should have—”

“Stop…” Maddie repeats, softer this time. “We didn’t blame you then, so you have to stop blaming yourself now. Please. And besides, you can’t get married in a court house… not when you said yourself a beach on the east coast at sunset when the fireflies are out might just be the ideal dream wedding.”

Buck stares at her in shock; he remembers the wedding he saw while out surfing in Virginia Beach, he remembers writing about it to Maddie… he remembers calling it magical (which… it was) and he remembers regretting writing that as soon as he did it because it was way too cheesy for him to say, but he sent the postcard anyway. “I can’t believe you remember that.”

Maddie shrugs, “I read through them from time to time, that’s one of my favorites.”

Needless to say Buck and Tommy don’t get married that day. They return home and Buck goes to the closet where he had hid his clipboard once the guilt had started to get to much. He brings it to the living room and hands it to Maddie, who vows to help him plan the most amazing, beautiful, ✨magical✨wedding ever.

(Yeah this is still not even close to being done it just keeps getting away from me ✌🏼😀 sooo part 3.3 or 4 or whatever coming soon I guess!)

[undiscovered-horizon]

Bestie we need a part two 💳💥💥💳💥💥💳💳💥💥💳💳💳 ASAP u can’t leave this beautifully made fanfic without a  sequel, this made me kick my feet in the air and giggle like schoolgirl 😀 lolll I’m down bad for Eddie/riddler

yo call me FedEx because I deliver (not sure this the package you wanted tho)

Imagine the Riddler being your secret admirer. - Part 2

[Part 1] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5]

What you thought was a single, queer occasion, became something regular. The notes and cards would appear every other day and soon you found yourself expecting them with excitement. You had your own little, deliciously sweet secret. Realizing how the situation might look to others, you didn't dare tell anyone else about the strangeness you've been a part of - they wouldn't understand. People were quick to jump to conclusions, to assume the worst of others even if there was no malice. Just like there was none in the bizarre friendship or relationship, you had with someone whose identity you couldn't even begin to guess.

The question of the secret admirer's identity was something that wouldn't let you sleep. Some occurrences were too tailored to you and your mundane life for the enigmatic person to be someone completely estranged. Like that one day when the whole world seemed to be against you and nothing would go the way you wanted, you found a cinnamon bun with a birthday candle at your doorstep. So whoever they were, they simply cared.

Was there a piece of you that remained wary? Yes, of course, there was - if your life did not transform into a chick flick, it sure became a good buildup to a horror movie. That part of you, however, was silent most of the time. After all, what kind of malice, if any, could reside in a heart of someone who showered you with small gifts and words of affection?

That day, you were greeted with a bouquet of pink and red flowers strung together with raffia. A small tag was tied to the decoration:

What flowers are kissable?

You looked closer at the flowers in the bouquet - they were all of one kind...

"Tulips?" you slowly said to yourself. You couldn't help but laugh. "God, you're so corny."

Shaking your head with amusement, you entered your apartment and went straight to your bedside table to change one mysterious bouquet for another. The previous flowers barely even began to wilt.

"Wish you had a name," you said as your hand caressed the tag attached to the flowers.

Having let out a heavy sigh, you decided to change into something more comfortable. You let your thoughts wander, conjuring up various possibilities about the secret admirer, as you took off your top and pants - completely oblivious to the lovesick voyeur following each of your steps.

He felt a little ashamed for not immediately looking away. But, in the end, it wasn't his fault, was it? How could he ever be blamed for succumbing to your luring beauty? Could sailors truly be responsible for following the siren's song?

Although his eyes were still fixed on you, his mind was already fantasizing about the next gift he should make for you but most importantly - the little wish you had made that he couldn't help but grant. Truthfully, Ed couldn't deny you anything; he was but a humble servant to your ethereal glory.

The next day, when you were about to leave the comfort of your home and face the responsibilities of the real world, you found another envelope laying on the doormat outside your front door. Inside, there was another cheesy card to add to your abundant collection. This one, however, did not have a riddle written on it but a torn-out page from what looked like a vintage collection of poems:

My lady hath of charms her lion’s share; Grace, beauty, wit and a sweet thoughtfulness, Which rests serenely on her gentle face, Sweet as the flowers are, and pure as air.

Below the ripped-out page was a small scribble that made you audibly gasp, although softly: '- Ed'.

"So you do have a name... Eddie." You smiled to yourself feeling how easily the name rolled off your tongue.

His heart stopped for a moment. The world grew silent and the only thing that mattered, truly mattered, was the soft affection with which you spoke his name.

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 HMU (Hit Me Up) - Yungi 🔞

Synopsis: Mingi gets a text from an unknown number and decides to shoot his shot

Tags: Smut, Power Bottom Yunho, Service Top Mingi, Masturbation

A/N: Another repost from AO3. Have fun I guess

Mingi had just gotten to the studio when his phone went off. He’d only had his new phone for a few days and all his apps were constantly sending him alerts. He was going to get Hongjoong to help him adjust the settings when he got inside. He flicked open this notification and it was a text from a number not in his contacts. That wasn’t a surprise because he hadn’t finished importing everyone’s yet. He opened the message to reveal a naked shot of a guy about his age fully erect. The message underneath read:

Can’t wait for you to come over and play tonight.

Mingi quickly closed the message and shoved his phone in his pocket. It was very clearly a wrong number. He had no idea who the guy was. Yet he had the urge to look at the picture again. He’d have to do it later.

“You okay?” Hongjoong asked when he got in the studio.

“What? Why?” Mingi asked.

“You look a little flustered,” Hongjoong replied.

“Oh, just the phone. I’m still getting all these notifications,” he replied. Like a random nude from what I think is a super hot guy with a huge dick.

“I can help you with that,” Hongjoong said.

“Uh, yeah, maybe later,” Mingi said.

“Okay, whenever,” Hongjoong was still suspicious. Mingi muted the phone and they got to work. When they took their first stretch / coffee / pee break, Mingi snuck into one of the unoccupied offices. He opened the message again. Now there was a second message.

Babe, why you ignoring me?

Mingi looked at the picture again. The guy was tan and in shape, like he had a job that required physical labor outside. His hair was tousled and he had a cocky grin. It was difficult to tell how tall he was, but the picture had been taken in a bathroom. His dick was just as impressive as Mingi had recalled it being at first glance. What it might be like to get his mouth around that cock…

Mingi: I think you have the wrong number. He texted back. But thanks for something good looking to start my day.

Mystery Guy: You’re welcome. I don’t suppose I texted a sexy wrong number?

Mingi: Sexy is relative.

Mystery Guy: How about you send me something & I’ll be the judge of that.

Mingi chewed on his lower lip. He tried to take the most flattering selfie he could in the harsh lighting and sent it.

Mystery Guy: Nice, but that wasn’t what I had in mind.

Mingi: I’m at work.

Mystery Guy: So?

Mingi: I’m not sending you a nude from my workplace.

Mystery Guy: How about just your cock, then?

Mingi: You’re bold.

Mystery Guy: You could’ve just told me to fuck off when you said I had the wrong number.

He had a point. An annoyingly correct one.

Mingi: If I’m gonna send you a dick pic, then can I at least know your name?

Mystery Guy: Yunho. And you are?

Mingi: Mingi.

Yunho: So do I get the dick pic or no?

“Mingi! Break’s over!” He heard Hongjoong call from down the hall.

Mingi: Gotta get back to work.

Yunho: So no dick pic after all that? 😞

Mingi thought for a moment.

Mingi: My lunch break is at 12:30.

Yunho: Then I better be seeing some cock around then.

Mingi: Sure.

Yunho: 😘

Had he really just agreed to send a total stranger a dick pic? He hadn’t gotten laid in a while, but was he really this desperate? He’d never taken any kind of suggestive picture ever. All of a sudden he felt like he was going to faint.

“Who were you talking to?” Hongjoong asked.

“Yeosang. He wanted me to join his Pokémon Go team or something,” Mingi shrugged. Now he just had to pray Hongjoong didn’t ask Yeosang about Pokémon Go.

“You really are behind the times,” Hongjoong laughed.

“Yup,” Mingi said.

Lunch rolled around and Mingi took out his phone.

Yunho: Got something for me? 😏

Mingi: Gimme a second.

Yunho: 😀

Mingi couldn’t believe he was doing this. He went into one of the bathroom stalls, opened his pants, and started massaging his cock. He scrolled back up to the original picture Yunho had sent. He was really hot and he’d been aggressively flirting with Mingi all morning. It didn’t take much for Mingi to get hard. He wasn’t sure what to do so he tried several angles and sent Yunho 3 pictures. He felt himself blushing as he hit send. The reply came about 30 seconds later.

Nice. I’d ride that.

Fuck. Mingi felt a jolt in his gut.

Mingi: Ummm, thanks?

Yunho: You wanna come over tonight and let me ride you?

Mingi: Excuse me?

Yunho: Just a fun little hookup. You wouldn’t be texting me back if you weren’t a little horny.

Mingi thought about it. He was horny. Yunho was hot. One hookup wouldn’t be the end of the world.

Mingi: How do I know you’re not an axe murderer or something?

Yunho: Would you like me to link you to my modeling portfolios? I’m pretty sure Armani doesn’t hire axe murderers. So far as I’m aware.

Mingi almost choked. A model? A high end model wanted to hook up with him?

Mingi: Sure. Your place or mine?

Yunho: (address sent)

Mingi: 7p?

Yunho: Show up well hydrated.

Mingi: Ok

Yunho: See you tonight, sexy.

Mingi looked down at his phone. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t possibly be real. His boner was very real. He scrolled back up to the original picture and grabbed his cock. He wouldn’t have guessed Yunho was a bottom. No one that built could be a bottom. Maybe Mingi was the exception or he was just making assumptions. Before he knew it, he was coming all over his hand and the toilet seat.

“Fuck,” he breathed. He’d just jacked off at work to a picture of a guy he’d never met. He didn’t think he’d ever jacked off to anything other than a vague fantasy. This was gonna be one hell of a night.

The cab dropped Mingi off in front of a townhouse in a very nice part of town. He tried not to fidget as he rang the doorbell. Yunho answered the door wearing skinny jeans and a tight tee shirt. Mingi was still wearing his work clothes which consisted of baggy jeans and a long sleeved shirt because it was always cold in the studio.

“Hi,” Yunho said.

“Hi,” Mingi replied.

“Please, come in,” Yunho stepped to the side. They were almost exactly the same height.

Mingi walked in and the whole house looked expensive. He guessed he could afford it if he was an A list model. Mingi made good money as a producer, but he was more of a saver than a spender.

“I have to say, I’m a little surprised you took me up on my offer,” Yunho said as he led Mingi into the kitchen.

“Oh?”

“You get a nude from a guy you don’t know and less than 12 hours later you’re at his house?” Yunho said.

“Yeah, I guess,” Mingi chuckled nervously.

“Red or white?” Yunho asked.

“I’m sorry?” Mingi replied.

“Wine,” Yunho said.

“Oh, white,” Mingi replied. Yunho took a bottle of wine out of the fridge and poured 2 glasses.

“Who were you trying to text?” Mingi asked.

“This is a little embarrassing, but my ex,” Yunho replied.

“Your ex?” Mingi raised an eyebrow.

“We hook up sometimes and that’s the quickest way to get his attention,” Yunho handed him a glass.

“It certainly got my attention,” Mingi said.

“I’d imagine an unexpected naked picture would get anyone’s attention,” Yunho laughed.

“Yeah, but you’re...hot,” Mingi tried not to chug the wine.

“Thank you,” Yunho said. “You’re pretty good looking yourself.”

“I’m not exactly a model,” Mingi was trying not to blush. Hot guys didn’t compliment guys like him. He was average. He was normal.

“Sexy is relative,” Yunho put down his glass and stepped closer to Mingi.

“Gonna use my own words against me?” Mingi asked.

“Maybe,” Yunho ran a finger across Mingi’s lower lip. Mingi felt his cock harden almost immediately. Yunho slowly dragged his finger down Mingi’s chin and kissed him. Mingi felt like he’d been shocked. Yunho’s lips were warm and soft. He slid his hands down Mingi’s body until they were resting on his lower back. Mingi balled Yunho’s shirt in his fists and tugged a little. He started to kiss Yunho more aggressively. Yunho pushed into Mingi’s lower back, gently pressing Mingi’s body against his.

“You’re a way better kisser than my ex,” Yunho told him when they parted.

“Really?” Mingi replied.

“Where’s your confidence, Mingi? You’re sexy as hell and I’m very much looking forward to jumping on your cock,” Yunho smiled.

“But you’re...and I’m…” Mingi started.

“I’m a model and you’re a guy I accidentally texted? I asked you over here, not the other way around,” Yunho brushed his fingers under Mingi’s shirt.

“I guess so…” Mingi replied.

“You’re here, aren’t you?” Yunho said.

“Yeah,” Mingi agreed.

“Should I show you my bedroom or would you prefer to defile my couch?” Yunho smirked.

“Bed’s fine,” Mingi replied. Yunho stepped back and pulled off his shirt. He looked at Mingi expectantly. Mingi slowly pulled off his shirt. He tried not to look too self conscious about how pale he was compared to Yunho’s golden skin. Yunho took his hand and led him up the stairs.

“You have beautiful skin,” Yunho said as he ran his hands over Mingi’s torso. Mingi didn’t respond. Yunho stepped closer to him so their chests touched. Mingi sucked in a breath. He rested his lips just barely against Mingi’s ear.

“I’ve never had a porcelain skinned prince under me,” he whispered. “Or in me.” Mingi started breathing harder. “Little bit of a praise kink, huh?”

“Maybe?” Mingi genuinely wasn’t sure. Though he wasn’t sure about much at this point.

“Why don’t you put those pretty lips around my cock and we’ll see about that,” Yunho grinned.

Mingi practically salivated. Okay, maybe he did have a praise kink. Yunho took off his pants and underwear and sat on the bed. Mingi was looking at the cock he’d been fantasizing about all afternoon. The one he’d been fantasizing about sucking all afternoon. Mingi knelt down in front of him and took him in his mouth. It didn’t taste like a dick. It almost tasted sweet. He could get addicted to this.

Mingi ran his whole tongue on the underside. Yunho moaned. Mingi held onto his knees as he slowly took more of him in his mouth. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d given a blow job. As he teased the tip of Yunho’s cock with his tongue, he remembered liking it.

“That’s it, baby,” he moaned and pushed his cock further into Mingi’s mouth. Mingi decided to one up him and swallowed all of him.

“Oh fuck, baby. That’s amazing,” Yunho knotted his fingers in Mingi’s hair. Mingi carefully sucked. He didn’t want Yunho to come. He just wanted him riled up. He tapped his knee and Yunho let go of his hair. Mingi withdrew his head.

“You still have a dick to ride,” Mingi said.

“Fuck, you’re right,” Yunho breathed. “I’m gonna make you suck me off later.”

“Later?” Mingi repeated.

“You think I’m gonna let you leave after one round? Hell no, hot stuff. You’re mine all night,” Yunho pulled him up on the bed.

“Oh, okay,” Mingi said.

“Unless you have somewhere to be,” Yunho said.

“Nope,” Mingi shook his head.

“Good. Then you’re mine,” Yunho kissed him passionately. Mingi bucked his hips up into Yunho’s. Yunho managed to get Mingi’s pants and underwear off without letting up from kissing him.

“Nice trick,” Mingi said.

“Lots of practice,” Yunho smiled. He pulled a condom and lube out of the bedside table. Mingi quickly put the condom on and lubed it up. The feral desire in Yunho’s eyes was obvious. He pinned Mingi’s shoulders to the bed as he mounted his dick.

“Just a good as I thought it would be,” Yunho said. Mingi was trying to process the feeling of Yunho’s ass around his cock. It felt like a perfect fit. He couldn’t think of any other way to describe it. The tip of Yunho’s cock slapped against his stomach as he started to fuck him. Mingi had never felt this wanted before. He thought he might have felt used. It was a hookup. Instead he felt wanted. Yunho wanted him. He wanted to be on top of him. He’d wanted Mingi’s mouth around his cock.

“Jesus why do you feel so good?” Yunho panted as he slammed his ass down onto Mingi’s dick. He’d started to sweat and his hair was sticking to his face. His tanned skin had a perfect sheen of moisture on it. His eyes were closed and his face seemed frozen in an expression of abject pleasure.

“Use me, baby. I’m here to make you feel good,” Mingi wasn’t used to dirty talk in bed either.

“Oh, I feel good. I feel really fucking good,” Yunho groaned. “And I’m gonna get come all over you.”

“Then do it, baby. Come all over me,” Mingi replied. Yunho leaned forward and pushed Mingi’s shoulders into the bed. He fucked Mingi as hard as he could. Yunho dug his fingers into Mingi’s shoulders when he started to come. He bucked and cussed. Mingi watched him breathe hard as he kept riding his cock. When he finished, he grabbed Mingi and flipped them over. Now Mingi was on top and Yunho was on his back.

“Use me, baby,” he smiled lazily. Mingi put his hands on Yunho’s shoulders and thrust into him. It didn’t take long. He came hard into Yunho, sputtering and trying hard to breathe. He managed to roll off of him so he was the only sticky one.

“Fuck,” Mingi panted.

“Satisfied?” Yunho asked.

“I think that’s the best sex I’ve ever had,” Mingi told him.

“Me too,” Yunho rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand.

“Really?” Mingi looked over at him.

“Not praise kink,” he winked. “Rest up. I’m not done with you.”

“Food?” Mingi suggested. “And maybe a washcloth?”

“Sure,” Yunho laughed.

The next morning, Mingi’s phone went off right as he got to work. It was a nude of Yunho in bed.

Can’t wait for you to come over and play tonight.

Mingi: Me too.

He grinned to himself and muted his phone.