#im 25 and barely alive

[jovishark]

BIRTHDAYYYY

[cherrydott]

Not wealthy enough for the Mid Life Crisis and also life is unpredictable so I will be having an ongoing crisis

[scarletcomet]

ngl besties but i am not doing so great right now. anyone else not able to function because of constant thoughts of hurting yourself and crushing depression?

[lancestrollsgf]

# THE BETTER NORRIS ! F1 GRID X ADOPTED NORRIS! READER, SMAU

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part one, part two, part three.

# WARNINGS : cussing, i know nothing about the parents of lando so everything is fictional. lowercase intended, spelling errors (english isn’t my first language). lando's actual siblings are not really mentioned in this since I don't know anything about them. reader hitchhikes. an excessive usage of emojis such as “🙄, 🤫, 😝, 😭,😊,😉”. reader is 17 in the story btw (the age isn’t really mentioned so i guess you can imagine it however you want)

# SUMMARY: the adventures of the formula one driver lando norris adopted sibling, y/n norris.

# AUTHORS NOTE : this is my first smau (that i’m posting). there’s no meaning behind this story i really just wanted to make it for fun. backstory for how reader (you) were adopted is not explained. reader is kinda of portrayed as bisexual, sorry only like three times. pretend lando is a soccer/football fan (and likes messi). some of these scenarios/comments actually happened to face claim.

# FACE CLAIM : marian guevara/theatomicbabe on instagram (i love her so much)

VOTE FOR FUTURE LOVE INTEREST (now closed)

— instagram !

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thebetternorris visited jamaica once again, spent every moment with the children and made memorial memories that i will remember forever, thank you @junglenonprofit for making this event happen🤍🇯🇲

landonorris: very cool hair style in the last photo is that your new look?

-> thebetternorris: maybe it is. you should also try finding a new look instead of looking like a washed up mop you have on your head that you call curls

-> carlossainz55: ay no, she got you with that one 🤣

-> landonorris: I WAS LITERALLY BEING NICE. WHY DID YOU COME AFTER ME??

landonorris: since when did you go to jamaica???

-> thebetternorris: since two days ago, man keep up with the times 🙄🙄

maxverstappen1: y/n does your mom know you’re in jamaica??

-> thebetternorris: no.. don’t tell her, she doesn’t have instagram 🤫

-> ciscawauman: y/n norris.. you said you were with friends for this week?

-> thebetternorris: hi mama 😊😊 im with bsf/n. but im on my way home! (max emilian verstappen this is all your fault, im coming after you)

-> maxverstappen1: sorry y/n.. hi mrs.wauman!

-> ciscawauman: hello max 👋 y/n please don’t threaten someone through comments

username1: y/n’s interactions with the drivers will never fail to make me laugh

username2: i love you y/n!!!

username3: will forever appreciate how y/n is not pr trained. her posts and comments heal me

-> mclaren: that will change very soon, sadly.

-> thebetternorris: @.mclaren YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE

lewishamilton: good work, little norris, very proud of you, keep doing good in the world 🥰

-> thebetternorris: I LOVE U SIR LEWIS

-> lewishamilton: love you too

-> landonorris: lewis please ignore her

username4: y/n’s reply to lewis’ comment is so real

username5: the third picture is so cute 🥹

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april 21, 2024 (dates are for the post above ^^)

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thebetternorris 🍸🪩🌃🍾

landonorris: who is that guy in the last photo?

-> thebetternorris: i have no clue, i js chose it because i looked good. i think he was trynna lure me into a cult?

-> landonorris: WHAT?? CALL ME RIGHT NOW

username4: you can always rely on y/n to never disappoints with her outfits 😫😫

oscarpiastri: how come you never invite me to party out with you?

-> thebetternorris: because you steal all the girls and guys too 😕😕 also you’re too old

-> oscarpiastri: i’m barely 23??? and thank you or sorry idk man, you confuse me

username6: y/n’s life is so entertaining

username7: i wanna be like y/n when i grow up

username8: my goal in life is to party like y/n does

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april 25, 2024

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thebetternorris no caption 🌞 👤: @.girl1 @.girl2 @.girl3 @.guy1

girl3: i had so much fun y/n see you soonnn

-> thebetternorris: me too! see you soon 😊😊

-> landonorris: y/n what is this???? what do you mean see you soon???? ANSWER MY CALLS Y/N

landonorris: who are those girls and guy on the last two photos???

-> charles_leclerc: leave your sister alone, as if you weren’t doing crazy stuff this week either 🤣

-> thebetternorris: @.landonorris they have names you know, you shouldn’t just call them “those girls”. i thought mama taught you better. 🤨🤨

-> landonorris: @thebetternorris sorry..?? but you didn’t answer the question.. also please @charles_leclerc don’t expose my doings of this week onto the internet

username9: you’re the loml in a another universe 😔

-> thebetternorris: why not this universe 😉

-> danielriccardo: damn little norris has more rizz than her brother 😭 @.landonorris

-> landonorris: why do i keep getting attacked 💔

username10: having the caption as “no caption” is having a caption

-> thebetternorris: 🤓🤓

username11: does y/n like girls cause that third photo is a bit suspicious LMAOO

-> username12: i think so, especially because of her response to oscar's comment on her previous post

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april 27, 2024

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thebetternorris thank you @.newyorkcityfc for inviting me to document the New York City fc vs charlotte game. visiting the new york city fc game made me want to try out soccer, turns out it might be time that i change career path 😝

landonorris: you’re in new york??? since when. and @.newyorkcityfc just invited you???

-> thebetternorris: since two days ago and is that an insult?

-> landonorris: who are you staying with?

-> thebetternorris: man stop asking so many questions 😕

charles_leclerc: weren’t you in jamaica like less than a week ago?

-> thebetternorris: weren’t you in china less than a week ago? why you judging where im traveling, i don’t judge you. you literally fly somewhere each week for your go karting 🙄

username13: y/n’s post are so unpredictable each time 😭 she was just helping children in jamaica and is now at a soccer game in nyc

-> thebetternorris: gotta keep y’all on your toes 🤫

-> username13: toes 🤤

-> thebetternorris: NAH GTFO LMAOOO

username14: y/n becoming a soccer player when??

username15: all of the norris siblings are so talented

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april 29, 2024

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thebetternorris miami grand prix day 2 & day 3 🤙. found out some guy with the same last name as me won? idk but congrats @.landonorris

username16: dang her brother just won his first race and she doesn’t even make a post about him?

-> username17: for real, like everyone congratulated him right after but not even his own sister

-> username18: @.username17 well she is adopted 🤣

username19: it was so fun meeting you y/n!!!

-> thebetternorris: thank you pretty

username20: thank you for the water y/n 😊😊

-> thebetternorris: of courseee, had to give you that rich voss water 😉😉

-> landonorris: you gave a stranger water?? when?? you were with me the whole time???

-> thebetternorris: hey man you gotta start appreciating the people that support you, he was a worker ✊🏼

username21: hey i was the guy you were signing “way 2 sexy” with lolll

-> thebetternorris: AYY MY MANNN, i posted u on tiktok look at it 😉

jamescharles: omg i met you!! you’re gorgeous 🥰

-> thebetternorris: JAMESS HEYYY, i put you in my tiktok 🤙🤙

username22: omg you hugged me, remember i picked you up 😭

-> thebetternorris: I REMEMBER YOUU, that hug was great thanks man i needed that 🫵🏼 posted a full tiktok abt you

username23: your first outfit is so art teacher-coded

-> thebetternorris: is this a compliment or?? thank you though 😭

-> landonorris: @.username23 THATS WHAT I TOLD HER

landonorris: the number of people commenting that they met you is insane. @thebetternorris

-> thebetternorris: what can i say i'm js that guy 😼

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may 5, 2024

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thebetternorris congrats to @.landonorris for winning your first grand prix, in america 🦅🇺🇸, i’m so so proud! turns out having an adopted sister isn't so bad for your racing career after all 😜. btw to everyone in the comments section getting their gears all tangled because I didn't congratulate him sooner, chill out. I was busy practicing my own racing skills. yk, just in case he needs some real competition 😴 sorry @.maxverstappen1. i’m so proud of you, i'm forever grateful that i got picked from the “bin” i was found according to you 18 years ago, and it resulted in me being your sister :) 👤: @.landonorris @.oscarpiastri

landonorris: thank you for the congratulations, but did you really have to use those photos of me?

-> thebetternorris: damn you got your congrats just be grateful man 🙄

oscarpiastri: so this is why lando was crying, btw thank you for using a good photo of me

-> thebetternorris: OSCAR ARE YOU SERIOUS. @.landonorris YOU CRIED?? LMFAOOO

-> landonorris: @.oscarpiastri YOU SNITCH.

maxverstappen1: thank goodness you’re not a f1 driver, you’d be some real competition. we need to try go karting together soon 👍🏼

-> thebetternorris: i know this is a joke but thank u max 😔 we should go karting soon so i can beat you at it 😈

-> username24: i would pay to see y/n kart against max

username25: i don't even know anything about f1 but this made me tear up

username26: y/n getting hate for not congratulating her brother is insane

username27: people getting mad about y/n not congratulating lando as if they know anything about them

username28: y/n was one of the first people to congratulate lando, yall are hating a literal kid for smth so little 💀

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may 7, 2024

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thebetternorris pov that one unemployed friend on a tuesday (saturday). thank you @.mles for the invite and for letting me meet the goat @.leomessi 🩷🩷

joyboy: finally found someone that is everywhere like me

-> thebetternorris: paris fashion week next 😉?

-> landonorris: NO???

username29: IS THAT LIONEL MESSI??

-> thebetternorris: that’s literally oomf what are you talking abt 🙄

ueername30: y/n is literally everywhere but home

username31: y/n's smile 🥰🥰

carlossainz55: Real Madrid CF>>>

-> thebetternorris: carlos get outta here 😕😕

username32: te encantaría ser un hombre nunca lo vas a ser y eso es lo que te jode (you’d love to be a man and you’ll never be a man and that fucks with you)

-> thebetternorris: @.username32 me encanta ser mujerrr (i love being a womann)

-> username32: @thebetternorris pues lo disimulas fatal (well you hide it well)

-> thebetternorris: @.username32 que es ser mujer para ti? (what is being a woman to you?)

-> username33: SHE GOT YOU THERE 💀@.username32

landonorris: you meeting messi before me insane 😔

leomessi: gracias por tu apoyo 🩷 que chistoso la caption 🤣 (thank you for your support 🩷 how funny the caption is)

-> landonorris: oh you’re joking.

-> thebetternorris: @.leomessi 🩷🩷 (i’m so normal abt this..)

username33: i wanna be y/n's camera man

username34: who is taking these pictures of y/n

-> thebetternorris: for this game, some guy named jarvis took these photos idk but we're homies now

-> landonorris: WHO IS JARVIS???

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june 5, 2024

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thebetternorris i look sunburnt, swear it's just the lights 👤: bustarhymes

bustarhymes: it was nice meeting you little norris

-> thebetternorris: it was great meeting you man, your music is great

danielriccardo: mate i think you need a new cameraman because most of these are blurry...

-> thebetternorris: my pictures look better than yours, you're letting your jealousy show

landonorris: nah bro how did you meet busta rhymes before me.

-> thebetternorris: because i'm better than you

username35: you dead ass look like han jisung omg

-> thebetternorris: thank you, idk who that is but i get that a lot 😭

username34: y/n looks so much like young miko it’s insane

charles_leclerc: you look scary in the first picture

-> thebetternorris: i saw your paparazzi picture from the beach, your shoulders look scarier, learn how to put on sunscreen 😬

username36: y/n’s style is so 🥰

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june 30, 2024

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thebetternorris back at the big apple 🍎🏙️

itsyoungmiko: hi twinn

-> thebetternorris: hey twin, we should meet up soon

lancestroll: how do you travel everywhere?

-> thebetternorris: walking and hitchhiking

-> lancestroll: hitchhiking? be safe norris

-> thebetternorris: yea hitchhiking. not all of us have private planes that our daddy pays for🙄(just joking, love u @lawerence_stroll pls give me money)

-> lancestroll: your brother literally flies private. please don't ask my dad for money 😭

lawerence_stroll: hello y/n, how much money do you need?

-> thebetternorris: HI MR.STROLL, thank you for the offer I was just joking, you're so nice. see you at the next gp 😊

username37: who is that on the last photo?

-> thebetternorris: THATS ME. LMFAOOO

username38: ain't no way you're in new york city rn, you were in florida a day ago.

-> thebetternorris: that's what hitchhiking is for, duh

-> username38: you dead ass hitchhiked a ride from florida to new york city. that's like 20 hours...

-> thebetternorris: “that’s like 20 hours…” ☝🏼🤓

username39: are you gonna go to the british gp?

-> thebetternorris: yes sadly 💔 lando is forcing me against my will 😕

oscarpiastri: don’t forget my keychain pls

-> thebetternorris: ofc man ill give it to you soon 🤙

zhouguanyu24: very cool pictures y/n and cool outfit

-> thebetternorris: HI ZHOUUU, i got you something for you and sweet corn 🥰 thank u for the compliment 😙

username40: future mom lore is gonna go insane

-> thebetternorris: 😈

landonorris: y/n are you ever not in the US. come back home..

-> thebetternorris: USA 🇺🇸🦅🦅

-> logansargeant: USA USA 🇺🇸🦅🦅

-> landonorris: @.logansargeant logan please don’t lure my sister into your cult that you americans have

-> logansargeant: @.landonorris we don’t have a cult in america 😭 well… don’t quote me on that 😔

-> username41: “you americans” is crazy 💀

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july 1, 2024

comment to be tagged in the next part 🤫🤫

[kennahjune]

Steddie

I’m joining the s3 steddie train :D

…

Steve was late. He was so late and so dead. Robin was going to kill him— he’d never make it out of Scoops Ahoy alive.

This was his thought process after dropping Will Lucas and Max off at Mikes. This was also his thought process the entirety of the way to Scoops while he shoved his way through the mall.

The moment he entered the small shop Robins eyes locked on him in a glare. Steve barely gave her a second before he was going to the back room to get ready for his shift.

He heard the back room door open behind him.

“You’re—“

“24 minutes late I know,” he said as calmly as he could while trying to relax his breathing.

“Yeah and—“

“And you get an extra 25 minutes for your break, yes Robin I know!”

Steve finally closed his employee cubby and turned to look at Robin. “Look. Im sorry I was so late today but Will, Lucas and Max are assholes when they’re being petty and they needed a ride to Mikes cause all the others were busy! I’ll take closing shift today to if you’re really that mad.”

Robin stared at him angrily from the doorway. “Fine.” She uncrossed her arms. “And yes, you will be taking the closing shift tonight. I have a study date with a friend that I can’t miss.”

“It’s summer vacation?”

“Shut up!”

Steve shrugged when the door closed.

He closed the door to his employee locker with a little more force than necessary. He had a migraine building and the bright, florescent lights of the mall weren’t helping in the slightest.

He walked out and began his shift.

…

Eddie wanted to enjoy his day off. Preferably by himself. But Gareth and Jeff decided that his personal life was their personal life. So here they were.

He had wanted to spend the day away from the mall, considering that that was where everyone seemed to be nowadays. But the guys were insistent.

So they were walking around. It wasn’t too bad, considering Eddie had gotten himself a new record and tape with his newest paycheck. They were sitting at the fountain when Gareth shouted right in Eddie’s ear:

“HOLY SHIT!”

Eddie just about punched him with how hard he jumped. Jeff spit out his Pepsi all over Eddie.

While Eddie was worrying about getting the sticky drink off of his skin, Gareth continued with; “is that HARRINGTON in Scoops?”

Well. Now he has Eddie’s attention.

Sure enough, just in Eddie’s line of sight, was Steve Harrington in a sailors uniform and a dorky hat.

A dorky hat that was soon snatched up by his current customer, Billy Hargrove.

Jeff clapped him on the shoulder and leaned over him to get a better view. “Is that Hargrove?”

“Yep.” Eddie popped the P.

“It looks like he’s messing with Harrington.”

“Yep.” Another pop on the P.

“And Harrington looks like he’s gonna fucking explode.”

Eddie agreed. Harrington was red in the face and not in the cute blushy-way he usually gets (don’t ask why Eddie knows that). He was talking back to Hargrove, probably something bitchy and sarcastic in typical Harrington-fashion based on the way Hargrove seemed to recoil for a moment before jumping back.

“Should we do something?” Gareth asked skeptically. Jeff shrugged where he was pressed against Eddie’s back.

“I’m going in.” Eddie stood and nearly knocked Jeff down in the process.

“Hang on—“

“Nope! Wish me luck, boys!” Eddie yelled over his shoulder while he dashed over. He heard them both get up and follow him.

…

Steve wanted to cry.

His head hurt so fucking bad and his back was killing him and he had ran into a shelf earlier and had a killer bruise on his arm and leg from it and everything was too fucking much.

Then, in all his asshole and dick glory, in came Billy Hargrove.

At this point, Steve would rather take another plate to the head then have to deal with his annoyingly aggravating voice. Hargrove came in, probably expecting Robin to be there, but got Steve instead. And honestly Steve would rather deal with him then leave Robin with him.

So he’s been enduring it, giving his own comments and comebacks but overall hating his life and just wanting to curl up and die.

Then his savior showed up. In all his black leather and chains, Eddie fucking Munson.

Hallelujah.

Hargrove seemed to back down the moment Munson showed up. Which wasn’t too strange considering that Munson supplied over half of Hawkins’ weed supply. Including Steve’s own for a while. He hasn’t bought in a while cause of the brat brigade.

But not the point.

Hargrove nodded to Munson. “Munson.”

Wow. Real cool, Billy. Steve held back a snicker.

“Heeyyy, Hargrove!” Munson cheerily greeted. But there was something about his smile that was off, to Steve. It seemed tighter than usual, his eyes not crinkling with the motion like normal. Don’t ask why Steve knows this.

Munson’s eyes seemed darker, too. Like he was angry. Maybe Hargrove didn’t pay him? Steve couldn’t bother to care with how bad his head started to pound.

He shouldn’t be at work with this migraine. He knows that. His doctor’s told him this multiple times. But he owes it to Robin for being late so much and he needs to prove to his dad that he can take care of himself.

“So what brings you here, Billy?” Munson asks casually, stepping farther into the shop. Steve seems to finally be forgotten about, and he places his head down on the counter. The cooled surface definitely helps with the spinning room.

He hears Hargrove say something back, but he isn’t paying attention anymore. His eyes are stating to go blurry and he really needs to sit down. But then Munson says something that catches his attention:

“Just leave Harrington alone, man. Last I checked he did nothing to you.”

What the hell? Steve wished he could lift his head and see what Munson was doing. What he looked like when he said that. If he looked as mean as he sounded.

Steve only lifts his head a few moments later when he feels a hand on his back. He shoots up quicker than he intends, and nearly falls back down if not for the hands still holding him up.

“Shit,” he grumbles quietly to himself, whining even quieter at the sudden rush of pain and the black dots in his vision.

“Easy there, your highness.” Munson.

Steve blinks slowly, letting Munson set him down in a booth. He doesn’t remember walking over but he’ll take it. He puts his head back down and intertwines his fingers behind his head. He groans quietly again, the pounding slowly receding.

“Hey man, is there something we could do? Do you need anything?” He heard Munson ask.

We? Steve wants to ask, but finds himself not caring. “Water, and my bag from the back please,” he rasps out. Talking makes the pounding worse.

He hears someone rush off to the back and a moment later a hands on his back again and is helping him sit up.

“Here ya go sweetheart.” Munson slides the glass of water and bag over to him.

Steve silently reaches into his bag and pulls out his small “to-go” med-kit. He carries it around mainly for the kids. Mike tends to be clumsier than he comes off as and Max is always trying out some new skateboarding tricks. From inside the kit he pulls out a pill bottle and swallows 2 with the water and goes for another 2 before a hand stops him.

“I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to take more than 2.” This voice is new but familiar. Steve squints past the blurriness and makes out someone he recognizes from school; Gareth Emerson.

“4,” Steve manages past the lump in his throat. Munson, Emerson, and someone else Steve doesn’t quite know look at him. Munson continues to hold Steve’s hand on the table, rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. It weirdly intimate but the comfort is very welcome.

“4 what?” The other guy asks.

“4 pills. I usually take 4.”

Munson and Emerson both wince. The third guy looks at him like he’s insane. Steve finally recognizes him as Jeff,… something. He actually never got his last name.

“Dude— are you trying to overdose!?”

Steve winced at the sudden loudness, whining quietly. Munson shushed Jeff and Steve heard him rush out an apology.

The bell over the door dinged at that moment, and Steve found himself face to face with Max, Mike, Will, Lucas, and— for some reason— Jonathan.

“Uh— hi?” Steve attempted for a greeting.

“‘Hi!?’” Mike yelled. “Hi yourself man! We called your walkie at least 4 times!! What the hell?”

“Are you ok? Why didn’t you answer?” Will asked in a much quieter tone.

Lucas and Max wasted no time before slotting themselves in the booth with Steve. Munson remained across from Steve, and Emerson and Jeff now hovered farther away, but Lucas slid right in next to Munson and Max next to Steve.

“What the fuck, Harrington?” Max demanded. But she clung to his shirt tightly.

“Language, Mayfield,” he reprimanded quietly.

Mike paused where he stood. “Why are you talking so quietly? Shit— do you have a migraine?”

Suddenly 4 pairs of little eyes were gazing at him with unmasked concern. Holy shit was this overwhelming.

“Guys—“

“Why didn’t you say that, Steve?” Lucas asked.

“Are you ok? How long has it been going on for? Asked Will.

“Why are even here if you’re not able to function properly?” Mike reprimanded in his own caring-ness.

Max clutched to him tighter. “Why aren’t you at home? You could’ve called in sick or something!”

“Shhh!” Mike shushed her.

“Don’t shush me—“

“Shut up!” He whisper shouted. “You have to be quiet and try to control your temperature while resting in a dark, quiet room to try and help with migraines. Pain killers help to but no more than 3.”

Everyone stared at him. He went a little pink under the sudden attention.

“Nancy gets migraines a lot from reading in the dark.”

Jonathan came over right then. Steve was suddenly overwhelmed by all the people surrounding him.

“Uhm—“

“Hey,” Munson called. Steve forgot about him for a good moment. “This is cute and all, but maybe we should not surround him? Poor boy looks like he’s gonna cry.”

Everyone turned to look at him. Tears had— in fact— sprung to his eyes.

“Sorry!” All the kids rushed out quietly at the same time. Max climbed out of the booth and Munson and Jonathan both assisted with helping Steve to the break room. Jeff and Emerson stayed with the kids, but Mike came with them since he seemed to know what he was doing better than the 3 of them.

On their way back to the room though, Steve’s legs nearly gave out from under him. Shit. It’s one of those days. Munson just barely managed to catch him under the armpits while Jonathan got him by the waist.

“Woah there, sweetheart.” Munson grunted.

“Careful, Steve,” Jonathan said quietly.

“Sorry. Spinning.” Steve exhaled shakily.

Mike came rushing back after realized they weren’t with him. “Damn. Spinning? Are you able to walk? Or are they gonna have to carry you?”

Jonathan looked up at the mention of having to carry Steve. “Yeah— I’m not able to carry him. I am so not strong enough for that.” He had the decency to look apologetic.

Munson chuckled quietly and the sound reverberated through his chest where Steve’s head was. It was soothing.

“Don’t worry Big Byers. I’ve got him no problem.”

Steve was given no warning before he was being picked up in a bridal carry. He winced sharply and laid his head on Munson’s shoulder. Jonathan whistled lowly from somewhere beside them and Steve blindly kicked his leg in his direction, scoring in kicking him in the arm. Jonathan snickered.

…

When Munson chased off Hargrove he didn’t expect for Harrington to all but collapse in on himself and try to fucking overdose on like 5 pain killers. He also hadn’t expected to be bombarded by 4 kids and 1 Jonathan Byers. Least of all did he expect to be carrying Harrington bridal style to the break room of Scoops Ahoy.

Somewhere behind him, Gareth turned the sign on the door to closed. Eddie silently thanked him.

The kid— who he vaguely remembers as Nancy Wheeler’s younger brother— opens the door and startles a half asleep Robin Buckley.

“Hello,” Jonathan throws her way before pulling a chair out for Eddie to sit on.

“Uh— hi? What the hell—“

Eddie takes the seat with Harrington in his lap. Robin looks dumbfounded.

“Migraine,” Jonathan helpfully supplies.

“Really, really bad migraine. Vertigo included. Full package tonight, folks.” Mike adds.

“Ok— um, is he ok? He doesn’t look ok. If it was so bad why didn’t he just call in sick?”

“That’s a good question,” Mike retorts quietly while rooting around in a freezer.

“What are you looking for”, Robin asks.

“Ice pack. The dumbass has everything in that first aid kit of his except a damn ice pack.”

“Language,” Harrington reprimanded quietly from where his cheek was against Eddie’s chest. Eddie chuckled quietly when Mike retorted with a half-assed “sorry”.

Eddie couldn’t help but admire the now sleeping Harrington in his lap. He bent in half like a shrimp, his knees just about to his chest, and his hands gripping tightly onto Eddie’s still-Pepsi-soaked t-shirt. But he looked so at peace while asleep. Like he hadn’t just had the worst migraine Eddie’s ever seen and wasn’t just about to pass out on his feet. Eddie smiled.

Mike comes over silently, managing to sneak up on Eddie and make him jump slightly and causing Harrington to whine. He’d been whining a lot today. And under “different circumstances” Eddie would’ve found it hot as fuck.

“Sorry,” Mike whispered. He seemed to be able mellow out a lot when he actually tried. He seemed like such an asshole out at the booth but now he seems quieter. These kids really cared about Harrington, huh?

“Here.” Jonathan helped him out and gently picked up Harrington’s head. Eddie caught Harrington actually kind of leaning into his touch. A strange but endearing friendship. Mike placed the ice pack— now wrapped in a cloth— on Eddie’s chest where Harrington’s head lays.

Harrington lays back down and is out like a light soon enough.

Eddie zoned out until there’s a very, very soft knock on the door. When he looks up, Jonathan is letting the other 3 kids in while Jeff and Gareth stand in the doorway.

“Is he ok?” Asks Jonathan’s little brother.

Jonathan nods and pats his head. “He’s ok, Will.”

The redhead walks over and takes a silent seat next to Eddie so she’s next to Harrington. She takes Harrington’s hand in hers and proceeds to just sit there and hold it.

“He’s ok, Max. Just a migraine,” the third kid, Lucas he thinks, reassures with a hand on Max’s shoulder.

“That’s what he said before. And then he was in the hospital.”

Woah, what?

“Hm?” Lucas looks at him.

Oh. He said that aloud.

“Wait what?” Robin asked quietly.

Jonathan’s whistled lowly. It seems to be a bit of a tic for him. “Yeah uh— funny story. Hargrove broke a plate over Steve’s head last year and nobody realized how bad it actually was until he passed out after claiming it was only a migraine.”

“He ended up in the hospital for like 2 weeks,” added Lucas.

“He needed several stitches on the side of his head.” Max unhappily supplied. Lucas squeezed her shoulder.

“It was a stage 4 concussion,” muttered Will and Mike put his head on his shoulder.

Eddie caught Gareth and Jeff’s eyes across the break room. Huh.

The Will kid came up to Eddie suddenly. “Thank you. For uh— helping with Steve. It means a lot to us. He means a lot to us.”

Mike, Max, and Lucas all nodded.

“Hang on,” Lucas piped up. “Who are you?”

…

So uh— set myself up for a part 2 there :’D

Part 2

[11queensupreme11]

I feel like you underestimate the strength of the Percy Jackson Demi gods like Percy held the sky and stopped Porphyrion charging the same guy who can lift mountains he also broke a glacier and triggers a 25 megaton volcanic explosion and some demigods can fight him a little

Yeah I think that trumps braking a wall

the whole carrying the sky thing isn't because percy has super strength and can ACTUALLY lift up the sky.

if that were the case, then he would've become the one punch man of the pjo universe and just one-shot every villain

the reason he's able to lift up the sky is because he's a hero. it's part of the titan's curse (as in the curse-curse, not the book title):

only a hero with strength, a true heart, and great courage would be able to take on the curse and that pretty much fits the bill for all of the human fighters that are currently fighting to save humanity, so they're capable of holding the sky too

im not saying percy's weak. he's definitely op (not counting the gods ofc) in the series, and in my opinion, i see him as the most powerful out of all of rick's main characters (aside from lester/apollo cuz he's a god so yeah)

but the thing im trying to say is that record of ragnarok is a seinen anime, and seinens/shounens almost ALWAYS have characters just casually doing the most insane and op feats, and record of ragnarok is no different (that's just how fighting animes work)

we have

adam buck ass naked and surpassing a move that surpasses time

lu bu (when he was alive) splitting open the skies during a training montage

raiden was crushing and ripping off poor shiva's limbs with his bare hands

sasaki (when he was alive) slashing open a wall during training with a wooden sword

sasaki being so fast that he was keeping up with poseidon's afterimages

and so forth

so yeah, im the pjo demigods are not weak. they're strong, it's just that we're comparing book characters to ANIME CHARACTERS and animes are always above and beyond when it comes to physical feats

[bluebirds-37]

kny au idea

//CANON KNY STORYLINE SPOILERS

okay so i LOVE demon slayer its RRREGGHHHRFHRJDJD EXPLODES

Anyway i like denon slayer

Ive had a few various fic ideas and i just had another one so ill drop a few lil factoids from it

Au idea: the slayer's mark curse doesnt kill its user- it just turns them into a demon either by 25 or when put into a situation that would kill a regular human. In this au Rengoku survives because he activates the mark while thinking about Senjuro- and during that same fight instead of dying to akaza when he's brought into the shade he goes fupl demon—but akin to all docile demons-remembers who he is and his past and so holds the same ability of peace that Nezuko and the demons Lady Tamayo turns do.

First off I dont want the Ubuyashiki family to die so we're just gonna say they didnt by some blood demon art or something idk - either way they survive because I love the ubuyashikis

Later on during the final battle muzan manages to get away instead of being killed and making tanjiro demon king and the corps PANICS because what the fuck why are ALL THE HASHIRA TURNING INTO DEMONS???? (Shinobu because she believes her plan may fail and in the heat of seeing Douma activates her mark, Tengen activated his mark during the entertainment district to save his wives and the squad) And NONE of the corps is having it.

Also if this looks wonky thats mb i dont know how to format a bullet-point list on tumblr

• Rengoku is SO not happy about not being able to go out in the sun anymore, but hes making the most of it

• Sanemi barely saved Genya and he is never going to let himself live that down. He almost lost his baby brother and he is NOT going to keep pushing him away

• Shinobu, Obanai, and Sanemi are THE most pissed about the situation, they had a feeling it would happen but goddamnit they really didnt want it to

• lets say Obanai activated his mark while defending Tanjiro and or Mitsuri, its a snake in between his shoulderblades

• Gyomei cried for HOURS when he heard everyones voices again for the first time - despite the circumstance

• Mitsuri is honestly taking this all the best, she likes her fangs and thinks she looks more like Nezuko--it makes her happy.

• Tamayo survives but barely--and thats thanks to Yushiro. While initially she tried to use the demon to human cure on the hashira, when it didnt work she was absolutely stumped--she had NO idea what to do, shes working on a cure but her main priority is something to weaken Muzan even more than before

• Giyuu is honestly a bit peeved he didnt die-- he misses his family and best friend damnit

• Muichiro is pretty indifferent about surviving, hes glad he can still be useful but now hes disgusted in himself just for being alive. Now he understands a bit of what Obanai was talking about that one time.

Im totally gonna have more im gonna make drawings on this and if anyone is intruiged i am ONE HUNDRED PERCENT taking asks on this (and in general, my inbox is forever open lol)

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

Hey isn't today your birthday??

It is, in fact! 25 and im barely feelin alive-

[sonny-whorezik]

talking about that one call again and a bit graphic also mention of suicide

i wonder what the driver who hit the cyclist is goin through like. accident happened in the dark on a rural highway and the cyclist was not wearing anything reflective n got launched 25 feet off the road through barbed wire. i thought the case was a driver hit a deer real hard then wandered around outside w/ injuries and died. i did not expect to see a dude's foot crumpled to his thigh, back of his hand touching a barely there elbow of the same arm, cuts on his side so deep you could see everything, nearly decapitated with the cut traveling so low his lungs were exposed. at least he had his helmet on.

the driver was going to get his wife some ice cream. the cyclist was a professional probably destined to outlive us all with a wife n kids. its just a monday night. this time last year through february i thought a Lot about walking onto the highway, getting hit. was really weird seeing what i thought so hard about looking like presented in front of me surrounded by chunks.

when i worked at the funeral home when i was 21 we picked up a guy who hung himself from the medical examiner's office and within the week i tried the same thing. 25 now i see myself in all the younger deaths whether it be a hanging or gunshot, car accident, bed ridden 30 year olds, and i dont do anything about it. i remain functionally suicidal daily, accepted death early in life and just passing the time for when that day comes but i dont do anything about it. originally i got ideas from this stuff, now i remain as fascinated as ever and stain my shoes, go home to have a cigarette and pepsi, go to bed and do it again. its really odd. im in no means cured but i dont think ive ever engaged in so much life til my breakup and strangely im most alive surrounded by death.

[tommyssupercoolblog]

Introject Asks from @parablesystem !!

this is supposed to be a traditional ask game but I dont feel like I get asks very often, and some of these questions have obvious or nebulous nothingburger answers so I would feel bad if someone sent an ask and i couldn't say much. So im just answering them ALL AT ONCE!!! there are 25 questions and a freebie, i'll put everything under the cut :3

Name and source is pretty obvious, I'm Tommy, and my source is Tommyinnit :3 :DD !!! me and @septiccoffeefreak both use our source's first names, but when I got married to my Seán I took HIS last name, which also matches his source's last name- so my full name is Tommy/Thomas Mcloughlin instead of Thomas Simons. other than that there's no real twists there it is SUPER straightforward; Tommy the Tommy. :P

Type is also pretty obvious because I have it in my pinned and talk about it a lot, but i'm a factive introject.

"How connected do you feel to your source?" is a more complicated one? I guess because to me, it's split into two smaller questions; "Do you feel a strong link to your source emotionally and have strong feelings about it, care about interacting with it (positively or negatively), etc?" and "how similar do you think you and your source are?".

The first smaller-question's answer is a strong YES. I have Tommyinnit merch, and I love watching source content when I can. additionally It does feel sort of comforting and affirming to have a plush of myself (or. sort of myself? a plush of just barely not-me) and the sweater, and I get really excited when we have something in common. I reblog fanart, I engage with other inniters, I don't watch EVERY video or watch EVERY interview but I do watch a lot of them.

The second smaller-question's answer is...not very similar outside of very broad strokes, I guess? I feel recognizable as a tommyinnit alter, but I definitely feel like an alternate version of him rather than a copy of the original. I'm the miles morales to his peter parker; Spiderman is spiderman, but you'd be silly to argue that miles and peter are identical or "twinning" as PEOPLE. And I'm definitely closer to a Qwen Stacy or Miles Morales, with BIG differences and unique vibes, then a subtler Peter B sort of scenerio, if you get what I mean. We have a lot in common but we have just as many (if not more) differences, especially in self-expession and like, worldview??

I've talked before about how he's more "calm" and less hyperactive, and also how i'm a femboy and dress all crazy and silly. Even how I am a more pronounced version of 2020 era Tommyinnit while he's gone the opposite way and mellowed out.

But also Source is, at least right now, very pessimistic and sarcastic, and a nihilist. I'm usually very optimistic and happy go lucky unless i'm ACTIVELY upset about something, but then I bounce back- I find sarcasm endearing but I don't really have that trait myself, and I believe in things like "everything in the world has at least some goodness or beauty to it in varying amounts and no wholly evil thing exists" and "giving everyone the benefit of the doubt for as long as possible", and I believe in an afterlife, and the concept of god (although I don't think religion is real because. well i could talk about THAT all day), and I believe that everything is meaningful because the ideas we have about what makes something more "meaningful" or "important" than other things are silly- they're all just as special- and actually drinking water or seeing the sun are just as meaningful as doing something "productive" or "big"; all of which my source does NOT think. He does value enjoying little things and living for what makes you happy, which I do too- he values looking at the sky and getting drunk with your friends- but he has a much less "kind" idea of what being alive is. I'd say it's the depression but I ALSO have depression and anxiety, and I do hold some of our trauma- me and Seán hold different traumas but I do HAVE traumatic memories that I have to live with and process. It's probably just how he's always thought about things.

Do you have any exomemories? What's your favourite one?

I do but my exomemories aren't as detailed as Seán's, they're very broad ideas with almost no pictures. like, everything i'm about to telI you are things that FEEL right or true, but that I only know like, the way you woud know items on a list. I dont have actual MEMORIES just statements. sentences and ideas of "it was like this" with nothing to back them up?????

I had a red bike and lived in a yellow house in brighton. I didn't have the same parents my source has- we had actually never SEEN his parents until after I formed- I was adopted. Wilbur was my actual LITERAL brother, and also a cat. Tubbo went to school with me, we became friends initially because he was also a hybrid I think but I don't know what type. I met Ranboo in highschool and didn't like him but Tubbo did so I begrudgingly hung out with him. My adoptive mom specifically (I cant remember the dad) was Japanese, for what reason my brain decided this I CANNOT tell you other than a buildup of weeb residue we had that just. leaked onto me when I formed i guess. but in the summer id' have to take a plane down there to visit family, which was fine with me except for the heat and loud bugs. I don't have faces for any of them, nor do I have any idea what I did on those trips or any friends who lived there.

Still became a streamer, still did DSMP shit, but I was a year older than my source at any given time? so I was 17 at points in the timeline where he was 16, etc etc. also me being a hybrid was just as much public knowledge as me living with my parents and having to yell that i'm on stream when they call for me to eat dinner. "mum am i adopted" did happen, which is honestly funnier in my case IMO because I literally was, in two visually obvious ways (her being asian and also neither of my parents being shifters at all).

same lore about shapeshifting and a/b/o stuff that i've mentioned before; normal humans exist too, gender roles differ depending on your secondary, hybrids are one specific animal (like me being a cat) and can shift to anywhere along the scale from human to animal. all hybrid genes are recessive. babies are a lot smaller in my memories for EVERYONE not just hybrids (and when i realized how big babies actually are when they're born I was very upset. they're TOO BIG what the FUCK) but hybrids usually have larger litters, probably to compensate for the gene recessive shit if I was coming up with an in-universe explaination. Hybrids can and do get bullied or shunned for being hybrids depending on where you live, but I personally was lucky enough to be like, fine? no one in brighton was a dick, at least not in a SERIOUS intense way, and I just chilled.

Seán and I are on the same page as far as a/b/o lore goes but we have no exomemories about "each other" or anything like that; the only connecting tissue between his memories and mine are the existence of hybrids and how they work.

no faves.

What do you think of your source's fandom? I HAVE COMPLICATED FEELINGS THAT HAVE VARIED OVER TIME. I used to be VERY scared of them but now at least on tumblr I feel happy and comfy?!! but then again maybe that's just because I 1) block people so much and 2) don't use twitter or tiktok. regaurdless, tumblr inniters are cool I think. Maybe. Still feel hesitant to say that as if the universe is going to sic some dox-happy drama blog onto me if i let my gaurd down.

Do you have any sourcemates in your system? i'm a factive so... if we're talking doubles, no, but people who were introjected from the same universe my source is in then...literally every other factive? but if we're talking about EXOMEMORIES then. Seán and one other person.

Have you ever met any sourcemates outside your system? doubles :3

Have you ever posted/sent a sourcecall anywhere? Did it help you find sourcemates? N/A, never posted one. idc

What do you think are your biggest differences from/similarities to your source? already talked about this one !!!

Do you like being compared to your source? YEAS but only when people are saying things we have in common because I feel like there's less of those; and they make me feel happy and secure. What's your favourite thing about your source? SILLY LITTLE GUY!!!! MY BROTHER IN INNITING. MY FELLOW INNIT. and he's entertaining and pog

What's your least favourite thing about your source? watching him spiral and be sad. and also the bathroom stuff because that's a phobia of mine and he keeps talking about it now Any funny exomemories?

nope

Does your appearance differ from your source's appearance?

shorter, no body hair, didn't chop the sides of my hair off the way he started doing (where he like shaves it close by the ears?? nah. i got that early tommy hair. fluffy)

What other role, if any, do you have in the system? host, other than that we don't use labels because they feel icky

If you could go back to the life you had in your exomemories/source, would you? NEVER. I have Seán here. even if we both went back i'd have to find him again and pray it was actually the same Seán. I have my family here and my friends.

Does this universe differ at all from the one in your exomemories/source? yes, in ways prev described.

What's your favourite clothing item/accessory that the system owns? me and Seán have our own clothes, so they're mine!! but um I really like my pink gamer skirt and my Tommyinnit merch hoodie. I also like the eepy sweater I designed and basically all my pink stuff.

Do you have any merch of your source? yea

Do you ever get homesick? If yes, what do you do to deal with it? I do naur get homesick

What songs remind you of your source? Able Sisters and other streaming music!! :0 and also The Moon Will Sing because one time I listened to it and then realized that being an introject is literally. is literally "I could have been anyone, anyone else, before you made the choice for me" and "I shine only with the light you gave me". although that song IS kinda sad-ish(?) and I don't mind being an introject :3

What activities/things remind you of your source? engaging with his stuff directly!!! because otherwise.... like he likes minecraft and animal crossing but so do I so i'm not thinking about him-innit when i do that i'm thinking about ME-INNIT

Do you like engaging with your source/content about it? like I said, yea

Have you ever created content related to your source? (Art, fanfiction, etc.) #septicinnit ooooh you want to look at the septicinnit tag SOoOOSOO bad ooooOOOooh

How do you feel about doubles?

COMRADES!!!! /POS

Talk about anything you want, relevant to the rest of the questions or not! death and afterlife tw but - when we all get to the afterlife and I have my own body and look like me I want to find all the other Tommys and everytime a new Tommy shows up we will throw a Tommy welcome party. We will have a Tommy building for Tommy meetings. We will be many and we will be strong. The able sisters will play so, so loud and all the other ghosts will have to deal with it. we will be like a big ghost pack and MAYBE WE CAN EVEN ALL HAUNT THE SAME BUILDING. imagine entering a building and 1 thousand ghosts of different variations of the same guy are all in there!! very pog. but me and Seán have seperation anxiety so my husband is also going to be there and you're all just going to have to chill with that

[rigil-kentauris]

Prompt #25: Zip

this is slightly too long for my tumblr but im putting it on here because its one of the more mmm. well it isnt Spicy but it is one of the more charged things ive written and im proud of it so im holding it up to the security camera meme style everywhere i can

jessie/rowena

This is not the worst day of Jessie Jaye's life.

Abandoning her parents. Defecting from Garlemald. Carteneau. Those are bad days.

Getting dressed up and going to a fancy party where fancy rich people are eager and excited to give her company - Cid's company - money? This should be the best day of her life.

She gulps. The zipper on her dress is stuck.

A knock on her door. "Jessie, time's a'wastin'!"

So, Rowena is an objectively bad person. At least, an unethical person. Anyone who you have to clarify her relationship to debt slavery is probably comfortably in the unethical corner. The fact that she is wickedly smart, devilishly effective, and terribly attractive has no bearing on that, true, but Jessie is the CFO of the Ironworks which means not only is she smart she definitely (should) rank up there with the greats.

Drifting over to the House of Splendors everyday to check on their contracts personally with Rowena is a very stupid idea.

Agreeing to go to a fancy dinner shoulder-rubbing investor shindig with Rowena was an exceptionally stupid idea.

Getting a little tipsy on gloomwine and buying a long, tight, fuck-off dress and then not returning it in the morning and packing it up and getting on the airship and landing with nothing else to wear to this thing but that was, possibly, the worst idea anyone at the Ironworks had ever had. And Jessie is including everything Cid's ever done on that list.

"A minute!" she calls weakly.

Outside the door, Rowena pauses. "I'm comin' in."

Shit! "Shit! I mean- Wait!"

The door opens and closes too fast for Jessie to protest. In the mirror, she see's Rowena's eyes widen for a second before her regular composure asserts itself.

Rowena is wearing one of her more delicate business togis. The slit on the side goes all the way up to the top of her bare thigh. She appears to be wearing a bracelet around the soft skin of her upper thigh and little else. Fuck.

"I'm fine!" Jessie coughs. Squeaks. Says. Conveys.

Rowena arches an eyebrow. "Stand up straight," she orders.

"Wha- why?"

"This is no time to be waitin' around. There are deals to seize. Didn't take you much for the dallyin' type, no?"

Rowena steps up to Jessie very bare and exposed back. She's got this horrible feeling that Rowena is about to help her. Sure enough, she feels a slight tug on the fabric where Rowena touches the zipper. Rowena leans forward, and tilts her head over Jessie's shoulder. She looks at her in the mirror. She pulls the sipper slightly, and her fingers brush Jessie's spine.

"Fuck!" Jessie says, accidentally, also accidentally nearly jumping out of said skin.

Rowena just tuts, and tugs the zipper up a little higher. "Jumpy," she says. "They'll eat you alive out there like that."

Rowena's eyes are entirely focused on Jessie's in the mirror. Jessie tries not to jolt at the feeling of fabric sliding over her suddenly hyper-attuned skin as the zipper closes. She watches herself almost succeed.

Rowena smiles slowly. Her finger hooks under the zipper, resting between it and Jessie's back. jessie hisses a breath.

"Sorry," Rowena says evenly. "Don't want it catching on you. This's a tight one. Where'e you get it?"

The sharp tip of Rowena's nail drags very slowly up Jessie's back as the zipper makes a long, low click.

"The store," Jessie manages to say.

"Hm," Rowena rumbles.

She pauses, right in the middle of Jessie's shoulder blades. Jessie catches herself pushing back into Rowena's touch. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

"You know," Rowena purrs. Her breath is warm on Jessie's neck. "You can always come to me with these sort o' things. Me and my girls'll treat you better than... 'the store.'"

Only want you, Jessie thinks, and then says 'Thank you but no thank you.'

Only she does not say that. She says, "The girls? What, no personal touch?"

And then she snaps her mouth shut. Her cheeks color. Rowena's grin widens.

"You'll have to stop by and find out," she says, and with one final quick motion zips the last of Jessie's dress straight to the top.

She lets her hand fall by her side. She looks Jessie over in the mirror from bottom to top, a long, low, slow look.

She nods.

"You look good," she says. "Very fine. What say you?"

Jessie thinks she's in trouble. Jessie thinks she is a boneheaded fool. Jessie thinks she is not going to be able to concentrate on business for the rest of the night.

"I'm ready to go," she lies.

Rowena's grin sharpens in a way that tells Jessie she did not believe Jessie for a second.

"O' course you are." She nods, and steps back. She breaks her gaze with mirror Jessie and turns to regard Jessie for real. In only that shortest span of time, she's put back on her business mask.

Jessie nods. Yes. Yes. Yes, she can do this. She is strong and powerful and smart. Hm.

Rowen clips forward, and opens the door.

"After you, then," she offers.

And Jessie strides out quickly.

[meditativedeer]

incredibly personal and specific reasons to stay alive (extensive)

exactly 25 days until my last exam. the feeling of walking out of school for the last time and feeling that chapter close with a satisfying thunk.

MUNA concert (30th aug). Jo and Naomi in the flesh? Need I say more?

all the pets I am going to love that haven't even been born yet

coffee in my favourite mug

getting to know someone and you realise you have the same niche interests and you feel so very understood

Barbie movie and Yorgos Lanthimos directing My Year of Rest and Relaxation. And Asteroid City. Going to sob so hard in the cinema.

sex (with girls)

finishing my first screenplay

swimming in open bodies of water

all the cool jobs im going to work with so many cool people

there's a song out there that is my absolute favourite but I haven't heard it yet. probably haven't even heard of my favourite artist yet.

so many books to read

sitting in the back garden with the dinner I just made for myself

all the parties I'm going to host/ attend

one day I'm going to go to India and live in an ashram for a month to get a yoga teaching certificate. I think that's a pretty good reason to stay alive

I haven't owned my own apartment yet

I want a cat

tattoos

piercings

haven't tried orange wine yet

all the camping trips not yet taken

haven't finished the l word yet

becoming friends with someone who you really really really wanted to be friends with

I need to try every cocktail ever - so many of the classics I haven't had; margarita, martini, Manhattan, negroni...

need to see Thailand, Greece, Germany

so many languages to learn

need to knit a jumper

sunny evenings spent on the porch with mum and a bottle white wine

looking into someones eyes and realising you're made of the same stuff

poetry

I need to see the 1975 in concert again before I die. I also need to see Clairo and king princess

haven't had nearly enough haircuts. need a girl mullet

I don't yet own one of those nice patterned Patagonia fleeces

meeting my sisters kids.

going to my sisters wedding.

so many trinkets to buy

that feeling when you get home after a shift you didn't think would ever end and realising that you're much more resilient than you thought you were.

the 3 seconds before you kiss someone for the first time

realising that you fell in love with someone so gradually and sneakily that you were barely aware of it. very pure

when something so good and so unexpected happens and you literally have to jump around to celebrate.

forest walks with my dog

going out for breakfast

dresses and daffodils and lambs in spring and salads and trees and driving in summer and reading and hot coffee and Harry Potter in autumn and jumpers and fuzzy socks and candles in winter

hot baths

freezing cold showers after a run

when someone wants to tell you all about themselves and they talk and talk and talk and you could just listen to them forever because they're so cool

falling in love and having the other person love me just as much

buying flowers

christmas

ageing. Im actually excited to go grey.

[antiradqueer]

just wanna put it out there that all the "we're inclusive and accepting! if you're problematic, this is the only place people will love and support you!" is a complete trap.

i thought that i was radqueer and "transage" because radqueers told me that not wanting to share your age online with complete strangers was "age dysphoria". i was also told that caring for animals was zoophilia and liking warrior cats was "fictozoophilia". they told me i was all these different minorities and 90% fake marginalized identities, and that the radqueer community was the only place i would ever be accepted, because no one else could be trusted and i could never tell anyone else. i was told that i was an "adult attracted minor" because i was 16 attracted to someone who had just turned 18, and that i should pursue a relationship with 20-something radqueers because "kids can consent, you're super mature! no relationship is harmful!" and that me feeling upset and uncomfortable with 25 year olds flirting with me was just me being "anti-para" and ""not accepting "anti-radqueer".

now im in therapy and will probably never recover from all of this. i have diagnosed c-ptsd from everything i went through in that community and i barely made it out alive, after nearly committing suicide multiple times because of what radqueers put me through. the radqueer community nearly fucking killed me and i hope to god that the other minors in that community make it out.

turns out, a cult is a cult, no matter how cute and friendly and wholesome radqueers try to make it seem.

its definitely a cult honestly, i can even see it with the small amount of research ive done

but actually, reading all the stuff ex radqs and people who were almost rq have said to me

radqueers are predators. they will absolutely lie and use rhetoric to bring anyone in. its not "accepting someones identity" if youre gaslighting and forcing them to be something.

[soupct123]

Trascript of my live tweeting of transformers earthspark season 1c

Barely spoilers but still gotta be cortious corteios courtus courteus howbt f do spell whatever its uner cut

12:18 AM

Watching earthspark now HOLY SHIT [REDACTED] MOMENT!!!! [REDACTED]!!!! [REDACTED] IN A COMIC BOOK PANEL FOR 2 SECONDS!!!!!

12:20 AM

Grimlock is such a guy <3 hes so dude!

12:29 AM

God damn jawbreaker’s dino head looks worse than I thought it would why is your mouth THERE boy 😭

12:38 AM

HIS MOUTH I. ANT IM TRYING TO ENJOY IT HUT GODDAM HIS FUCKING MOUTH

WHERE’S THE BEAK????!!!!

12:38 AM

He looks like the yee dinosaur.

12:39 AM

His new robot mode looks like half life hev suit

12:41 AM

EPISODE 2 [REDACTED] IS BACK

12:43 AM

“PRIMUS’ BEARD!” fucking goober

12:45 AM

SUS PRIME MOMET!!!!

12:47 AM

Quintus prime looks like the airbender guy from legend of korra

12:47 AM

or maybe walter white

1:01 AM

These ads are ficking killing me id rather watch gran turismo trailer while someone drills my stomach with a rusty power drill

1:02 AM

Robby do the specium beam attack robby do it now your losing robby robbt robby!!!!

1:07 AM

SHE’S ALIVE SHES ALIVE YES YEYSGEGEGWVW EV SVEGEGEHEKDBSGSVEVDVD. RCECDVEBTBDVGRGDHSGDGSG GOD GRDYHSVD

1:09 AM

WAS THAT HEDORAH????

1:12 AM

Paramount+ is breaking becore my very eyes it’s almost as bad as hulu-HOLY SHIT STARSCREAM!!!!

1:15 AM

It’s not hedorah it’s fucking shockwave’s driller pet from dark of the moon! (Spoiler It isn’t it just reminds me of her)

1:23

This is some fetish shit right here what the guck

Croft you piece of shit you and mandork

Starscream is so fucking cunty!!! AND CUTE!!!

1:24

Pikmin ad! Im gonna pull off my own nails!!!!

1:36

Metamorphosis (1990) moment

1:36

DADDY MALTO IS BACK IN THE THIRD FUCKING EPISODE YES I LOVE HIM

1:52

“dO ByUo WONt-BABANA BWEAD???” I WANT to FUCKING STEP IN A BEARTRAP

1:55

CARVE HIM LIKE A TURKEY GIRL!!! YES!!! CHILDREN LOVE VIOLENCE!!!

1:59

SOMEONE REPAINT BEAST MACHINES SILVERBOLT INTO QUINTUS PRIME NOW!!!!!!!

2:01 AM

Actually cried so much and it’s only episode 4 got damn

2:10

Shaggy and scooby doo ass bitches

2:16

I swear that’s the fucking moving platform and button activation sound effect from portal 1

2:25

Ghoids? GHOIDS????? GHOIDS????!?? CROFT YOU DUMBASS RACIST WASTE OF MOLECULES!!!!

2:57

omg im literally love incarnate one episode left agagsvsvsv

3:02 AM

“The Last Hope” GAMERA?????

3:59 (1ST VIEWING COMPLETE)

Still my favorite show

I made enough tears to drown that piece of shit mandroid

Only flaw with these episodes is that he needed to get tortured more

And also that hashtag never interacted with skywarp. No payoff for that gay ass fake backstory from episode 10 lol

4:05 AM

WAIT A GODDAMN SECOND TARANTULAS WASNT EVEN IN IT BOW COULD THEY DO BRO DIRTY LIKE THAT DUCING GAVEVEGEHSJWJSBEBEHRH 0/10 RUINED FOREVER

Guys. JUST KIDDING. It’s fine. Still love you. Good night. It’s 4 in the morning where i am.

[spritehouse]

It Gets so Dark (so you can see the stars)

read on ao3 here

Prompts: Vehicular Accident (no. 21), Shadows (no. 22), & Storm (no. 25) | @whumptober-archive

⚠️Content Warnings: car accidents & implied character death that's ambiguous/open Please read responsibly!

Pairing: Luke Alvez/Spencer Reid

Summary: “You brought me to the planetarium after that, remember?” “Mhm,” Spencer nods, smiling at the distant memory, warmth growing in his chest. “You bet I couldn’t name every constellation… still owe me ten dollars…” “I knew you could, cariño. I just loved listening to you talk. And the way your eyes lit up when you started listing them– I think I fell in love with you right there,” A shuddering sob escapes Luke’s throat before he can stop it, trying to cover it up with a sigh as he looks up at the sky. “The rain’s clearing up. Look, Spence.” He glances past his boyfriend’s face, letting out a short gasp as he catches the sky, now clear and full of stars. “I bet I could name just as many as you now,” Luke smiles, moving a hand under his partner’s head, leaning back to give him a better view. “I’ve been practicing.”

- or, luke and spencer get in a car accident

Notes: i was gonna wait to post this but i just applied to college so im celebrating. just a little life update :]

It’s raining– pouring, precipitation pitter-pattering steadily against the windshield, wipers frantically fighting the water threatening to obscure the driver’s vision as the sun sets, the world glowing gold before falling into the soaked shadows of a starless night.

“We should switch,” Spencer suggests from the passenger seat, watching darkness consume the road with heavy worry, glancing between his partner and the unknown ahead of them. “You’ve been driving for a while.”

“Cariño, you’re exhausted and an awful driver,” Luke shakes his head with a tired sigh, never tearing his gaze away from the road. “We can find somewhere to stop for the night–”

“We’re in the middle of nowhere; the closest motel is three hours behind us.” The younger brunette frowns, checking his phone for service while he mentally reviews a map of the area. “There’s nothing but road for miles, and we can’t pull over to wait it out with this weather—visibility is too low.”

“I’ll be fine for a few more hours, Spence,” Luke holds up a hand before his partner can open his mouth to argue, tightening his grip around the steering wheel with the other. “Cariño, I love you, but please do not give me a statistic about car accidents right now. I will be careful, I promise.”

The younger agent clamps his mouth shut, clenching his seatbelt, lapsing into silence, letting the conversation lull.

Famous last words.

Spencer wakes up to his head slamming against the window, pain burning through his body, the world spiraling, spinning out until he isn’t sure which way is up.

“Spencer!”

His boyfriend’s voice is distant, his brain barely registering the shout as his vision goes black.

“Spence? Spencer!”

The second time he comes to, it’s the sounds that assault him—metal crashing and crunching, screeching tires and flickering flames, a string of swears, some in Spanish and others in English, glass shattering—the world still so dark–

“–open your eyes; look at me, cariño–”

He pries his eyelids open– or at least he thinks he does, brightness blinding him–

His head hits the hard floor, body shaking, the smell of burning fish hearts and livers filling his senses, flooding his thoughts as everything goes white, his brain accepting, even welcoming it before his body understands, still fighting it.

No, that’s not right.

Hands are on his chest, hauling him back from the dead.

He’s alive; he lived.

Where is he?

The scent hit him next, something familiar—burning, the smell of fire—but not the same, metal melting instead of fish, cold rain watering it down, and gas making his head pound–

“Come on, look at me, Spence. Open your eyes.”

His fingers twitch, the tiny movement sending sparks of pain shooting through his skin, breath catching in his throat.

“Show me those beautiful eyes, cariño, please–”

He blinks, eyes opening for a single second before closing them again with a groan.

“Come on, Spence. I know it hurts, but I need you to open your eyes.”

He shakes his head, making the world spin again, stealing his breath, sounds and sensations fading out as he lets himself succumb to the darkness dragging him down.

“Come on, cariño, look at me.”

His boyfriend’s voice washes over him like a gentle wave as he opens his eyes slowly, staring up at the drowning sea of darkness overhead.

“There you are, cariño. You had me worried.”

Spencer blinks, shifting slowly, trying to sit up before a gentle hand holds him down.

“It’s okay, Spence, stay down.”

He turns his head, finding Luke leaning over him, soaked and shaking, body protecting his partner from the worst of the weather.

“Luke…? You’re bleeding…” He reaches up, fingers brushing over the diluted blood dripping from the side of his boyfriend’s head with a frown, pinkish water falling on his face.

“I’m okay, Spence, I promise,” Luke shakes his head, pulling Spencer’s hand away from the injury and clutching it between his, kissing his partner’s knuckles. “We’re both okay. Yeah? It’ll be okay.”

The younger agent nods, or at least tries to, hissing as pain sears down his spine.

“Try not to move, cariño,” Luke speaks softly, moving one hand to hold him against the ground gently. “Pain is good; it means your nerves are still intact. Right?”

Spencer hums, too tired to disagree, to suggest any number of other things that could be wrong, vision blurring as his eyelids grow heavier.

“Come on, cariño, keep looking at me,” Luke taps his cheek, turning his head toward his boyfriend. “Talk to me, baby.”

The nickname makes his heart flutter, grinning and giddy, despite the circumstances, focusing on the older brunette’s hand holding his.

“Tell me what happened…?” His face falls, brows furrowing as he strains to remember what happened, memories coming up blank.

“A truck came around the curve too wide and almost hit us; I tried to swerve, but the road was too slippery,” Luke explains. “You were asleep. That’s why you don’t remember, baby. It’s okay.”

“That curve, it’s responsible for…” He trails off, the statistic sitting on the tip of his tongue, but the number won’t come to him, making his heart pound and panic rising in his chest.

“It’s okay, cariño. It’ll come back.” Luke whispers, brushing Spencer’s soaked hair out of his eyes, hand resting on his forehead.

He remembers the facts about the road they were taking that Spencer rambled about for the first hour of their trip, saying something about a curve that caused a concerning number of accidents every year—a number neither of them remembers—and how he brushed him off, telling his partner that they’d be okay, that he was overthinking again.

“You’re in shock; it’ll come back. Okay?” Tears overflow from the corners of his eyes, mixing with the blood and rain rolling down his cheeks as he reassures both of them, clinging to his own words like a lifeline because he doesn’t know what he’ll do if he’s wrong. “It’ll come back, and then you can tell me as many statistics as you want. I’m sorry for cutting you off earlier, cariño.”

“‘S okay,” Spencer murmurs, eyelids drooping, exhaustion setting in as his heart slows. “Not mad.”

“Eyes open, baby, look at me.”

The younger brunette blinks, unaware he had closed them, a tired smile spreading across his face.

“I like when you call me baby… you should do it more often.”

“Yeah?” Luke lets out a light chuckle at his partner’s lopsided grin, clutching Spencer’s hand tighter. “Remember our first date? The first real one—not those nights we spent on your couch, eating takeout; we went out to dinner at some stupidly fancy restaurant Rossi recommended. Remember?”

“Mhm…” Spencer hums.

“And I called you baby, and you told me you hated it?”

“That was darling… ‘s a stupid nickname… I like baby though…”

“Okay, sure, Spence,” Luke relents, leaning down to kiss his partner’s forehead. “You brought me to the planetarium after that, remember?”

“Mhm,” Spencer nods, smiling at the distant memory, warmth growing in his chest. “You bet I couldn’t name every constellation… still owe me ten dollars…”

“I knew you could, cariño. I just loved listening to you talk. And the way your eyes lit up when you started listing them– I think I fell in love with you right there,” A shuddering sob escapes Luke’s throat before he can stop it, trying to cover it up with a sigh as he looks up at the sky. “The rain’s clearing up. Look, Spence.”

He glances past his boyfriend’s face, letting out a short gasp as he catches the sky, now clear and full of stars.

“I bet I could name just as many as you now,” Luke smiles, moving a hand under his partner’s head, leaning back to give him a better view. “I’ve been practicing.”

“Really?” Spencer raises a tired eyebrow, tearing his teary gaze away from the stars to smile at Luke.

“Mhm… that one’s Ursa Minor—Polaris, the north star is in it, and so is the Little Dipper—and that’s the Big Dipper–”

“The Big Dipper isn’t a constellation,” Spencer’s laugh is breathy and weak as he cuts him off, correcting his boyfriend. “It’s an asterism—a well-known group of stars within a constellation—it’s a part of Ursa Major.”

“I knew that,” Luke says, leaning down to press a kiss to his partner’s lips, lingering with a frown as his eyes flutter closed again. “I just love listening to you talk, baby.”

Spencer hums, body relaxing– going lump, head lolling to the side.

“Luke…” He whispers after a few seconds, the older agent watching the ragged rise and fall of Spencer’s chest in silence, shoulders shaking. “I’ll try… I’ll fight it if you tell me to…”

“Spence–” Luke chokes, finally letting the sob he’s been swallowing escape into the stillness, head falling forward, suddenly too heavy to support under the weight of his partner’s words. “It’s okay… I’ll be okay…”

Spencer barely nods, squeezing his boyfriend’s hand with his remaining strength.

“We’ll be okay…”

“Yeah, we will, baby,” He feels the second Spencer stops squeezing, sighing softly, looking so peaceful as the last of the lingering tension leaves his body. “We’ll be okay, baby. I love you.”

[bugbxyjunk]

hello cj. my name is oliver. you may know me as ollie of @ollieollieoxenfreeee.

answer all 100 of the questions. every single one. do it.

bet.

2. what’s the weather like?

Humid and veryyy warm, but much cooler than it has been!!

3. are you impulsive?

yes, oh my god yes, its a really bad problem

4. are you organised?

no but i am trying!!

5. are you self confident?

HAH. thats funny. no

8. what’s something you hate about yourself?

uhhh not to get all edgy but my like entire self of being? in specific probably my body. or my scars. really hate those.

9. do you have any pets?

Yes! 3, my babies 🥹

10. do you have any regrets?

too many to count man

11. do you have any siblings?

yes, 2 technically. but. i only say one

12. what do you think comes after life?

death, probably

13. what colour is your water bottle?

mainly blue, its git sharks on it :3

14. have you ever dyed your hair/would you ever want to?

its actually dyed rn

16. do you believe in aliens?

YES

17. do you believe in ghosts?

YES

18. do you believe in karma?

yes, actually

19.do you believe in astrology?

ehh kinda? not really, but i also don't know a lot about it

20. do you believe in luck?

Yeah

21. what is/was your favourite subject in school?

Not to be That Stereotypical Person™ but definitely art

22. what is/was your least favourite subject in school?

Math. i hated the class, i hated the teacher, i suck at it, and ive never been good at it.

23. how long have you been friends with your longest friend for?

Considering i only have one stable friendship, almost 3 years i think? maybe 2 and half

24. what do you do in your free time?

i have too much free time in the summer, and lately ive just been on my phone and listening to music/watching YouTube

25. what do you do under stress?

Cry? Panic?? okok fr though if theres a more suitable leader i let them handle things and panic quietly, but if i have to take the lead i can, then i fall apart afterwards. by myself. away from anyone else, of course of course

26. who/what do you turn to to vent?

okok honestly? no one? i mean i go to J (irl friend for those that don't know) for smaller/easier to handle things. but. really i try to deal with everything alone

27. spicy, sweet or savoury?

Sweet, probably

28. what’s your favourite drink?

Strawberry watermelon Ice drinks 🙏

29. what’s your favourite cuisine?

cuisine is so fancy for what I'm about to say, my mom's Alfredo shits delicious

31. what are you wearing right now?

women's beach shorts that r wayyy too big and a grey oversized Harley Davidson shirt

32. what’s your favourite time of day?

Night time !!

33. who do you trust the most?

My mom or J

34. do you trust anyone completely?

Nah

35. would you ever want to get married?

Noooo thank u im good

36. would you ever want children?

NO. i will b the uncle to J's kids, i shouldn't be allowed my own kids i can barely keep myself alive

37. do you have any allergies?

Pollen. and i think caramel??? i don't know i cannot eat that shit

38. do you hate anyone?

Yes

40. what is your relationship with your family like?

Pretty good now, it was pretty rocky for a bit and well childhood was. something. but its great now, my immediate family is my priority in life

41. what is your middle name?

Next question

44. do you like making art?

Yes! its kinda like therapy. and much cheaper.

45. do you believe in the death penalty?

Yeeesh thats a heavy question dontcha think? i think if you're a r--pis- yeah fuck the fuck right the fuck off. I do not care. but i don't think im allowed to speak beyond that, im not qualified

46. do you follow routines/plans easily?

I actually prefer them, i get overwhelmed without them

47. growing up, what did you want to do in life?

I wanted to be a pretty woman with a husband and children and be a vet, a lot has changed since then

48. what is your favourite album?

i don't think i really have one? i don't really pay attention to names/albums on what im listening to, i just enjoy the music. this is why music connoisseurs hate me

49. what’s something you’re grateful for?

My mama 🫶🫶

50.what’s a food you hate?

Tomatoes. for various reasons.

51. would you rather lose your legs or arms?

uhhhhhhhh legs? i guess??

52. what is the most important thing to you right now?

Getting ny shit together for school so i can get a good fuckin scholarship

53. what’s the last dream you remember having?

Something about my grandfather? and a train. it definitely had something to do with something I don't like digging up sooo

54. do you believe in soulmates/true love?

I guess, yeah i do. i think ive met mine, since they aren't always romantic. twin flame is the platonic version i think?

55. what is your favourite word?

Shark, maybe. Or like, Slippery, funky ass word

56. would you rather be loved, trusted or respected?

Loved or trusted, people don't respect me much already so like i can handle not being respected

57. would you want to be famous if you had the chance?

Depends i guess, id like act in something that sees people one day, so sure why not

58. what are/were you like in school?

Horribly quiet, and awkward, and clumsy. and also 'intimidating'

59. who’s the last person you talked to?

J my bbg 🫶🫶🫶

60. what would your perfect day be like?

Getting adequate sleep, spending the day at an aquarium with a loved one(romantic, platonic, queer platonic, i don't care), swimming, or just laying quietly with a lover, i don't need much to be Happy

61. where is a place that you’d love to visit?

THE GEORGIA AQUARIUM !!

62. what is your main goal in life?

Help as much of the ocean and sea life as i can, they're vital to this planet and just as important to take care of.

63. do you exercise often?

Not as much as i should, no

64. do you play any sports?

Im gonna be on the swim team again! i was on it in 8th grade

65. do you play any instruments?

Nah, but im gonna learn bass

66. what is your earliest memory?

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh i don't wanna talk about it so lets say getting my first build a bear from my aunt

67. if you could have a superpower, what’d you choose?

Shapeshifting.

68. what kind of person annoys you the most?

Uhh people who assume they're better than you for "xyz reason"

69. what is your biggest pet peeve?

People who talk in the middle of tests, or people that are rude to cashiers/customer service people for no reason

70. what’s your favourite number?

13

71. have you ever been in love?

Yeah, and i sometimes i feel like i still am

73. what is your deepest fear?

damn this is getting personal jeez, death? serious sickness/ailments, and doctors. also my half brother and his ex gf

74. have you ever met anyone famous?

i don't think so

75. cats or dogs?

Cats!!

77. how do you deal with loneliness?

uhh im kinda used to it, but if i ever cant deal w it i get into the shower and crank the knob all the way to hot

78. what’s your favourite animal?

is this a real question. SHARKLSKSKSKSKKSKKSHSJDHH!!!!!!!

80. would you rather freeze or burn to death?

uhhhhhhh burn? i feel like it'd be quicker maybe

81. what are some of your bad habits?

Biting my mouth, picking the skin on my fingers, and yk other things

82. what do you do when you’re angry?

Yell, hit my pillow, get in the shower and crank the knob all the way to hot. cry.

83. what is something that you’d want to learn?

Astronomy

84. what’s your favourite insect?

hmmmm Picasso beetle, they pretty

85. what are your thoughts on euthanasia?

god, its sad but sometimes if there's no other answer it might be best? like if my baby, my dog, had an incurable thing thay made life a pain for her every day and she wouldn't/couldn't get better i wouldn't want her to be in pain. i never want to see any of my animals in oain

86. what are your thoughts on your name?

Love it, thought of it myself, just wish id come up with Cj first instead of what other people know me as irl (Corey/ my deadname)

87. what’s your favourite name?

My favorite name..hmmmm...i don't know, i love all names, they're special in a way that I cant choose a single best one

88. would you rather go back or forward in time?

Back, i suppose..fix some things yk?

89. what are your thoughts on roller coasters?

I don't know, its been years sinec ive been on one

91. do you believe in love at first sight?

Nah, i don't think you can love someone instantly. you can experience attraction at first sight, but i genuinely don't think you can love someone at first glance. unless its an animal, then obviously yes.

92. what is something you’re currently worried about?

School, life, my friend, my mom

93. what was your childhood like?

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh lets not open that can of worms

94. how long do you usually sleep for?

when i di get to sleep? around 10 hours in the summer 💀, usually around 3-6 during school

95. what hairstyle do you have right now?

something like this

(NOT ME!!!!! found on Pinterest)

96. if you could be one age for the rest of your life, what’d you choose?

uhh probably like 25? maybe?? idk

97. what genre of music do you listen to the most?

Uhhh pop..indie i guess? musicals too

98. where do you come from?

The US 🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅

99. do you curse/swear often?

Yes i do

100. what is the meaning of life?

Boys kissing me.