#im still mas about it getting cancelled

[noraaron]

when i first started like actually using tumblr, not when i first got it but when i began starting to actually go on the app more than like once every 900 years, it was in the middle of the HEIGHT of my rottmnt obsession, and I was like exclusively looking at tmnt stuff. So that made it so that my fyp was entirely tmnt and even once the obsession wasnt as strong yknow ( i still love tmnt dw) the near fully tmnt fyp continued for an extremely long time, before becoming more diverse, but still having a lot of tmnt. Then the amount slowly decreasing and decreasing, as i used the site more and went through different fandom phases, before eventually the constant stream of rottmnt content stopped. Now i use tumblr way more than i did at that time and having a fyp more in tune to my current obsessions is great, but i do miss just being flashbanged by 800 rottmnt posts anytime i opened the app. makes me sad, but i know i will never truly be able to return it to the way it was. 😔

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Back Scratches - Chris Sturniolo

Summary: Chris gets caught with deep scratches on his back from his brothers

Warnings: Smut, back scratching, choking, degradation, praising, use of Y/N, Dom!chris, Sub!fem!reader, Unprotected p in v , cream pie, TW! Blood

A/N: TYSM FOR OVER 300 FOLLOWERS ILY ALL SO MUCH!! ENJOY!!

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𝜗𝜚 The night before 𝜗𝜚

“Oh fuc-fuck chris” my nails pierce down chris’ back drawing blood as he winced in pain but his wince was drawn out from the sound of my moans and whimpers escaping from my lips.

“god you’re such a fucking slut, you love the feeling of my cock so fucking deep in your tight little pussy hm?” he groans in my ear drilling his hips into mine over and over again.

“so-so-close c-chris” my legs tremble around his waist as my walls tighten around his thick cock in me.

“nu uh, beg for it” he groans grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him with his blue eyes piercing into me while thrusting at an ungodly speed.

“p-pl-please chris, im so c-close” i whimper in almost a whisper as my back arches off the bed and tears start forming in my eyes from the overstimulation.

“cum” he groans as i let out a scream of pleasure and strings of cuss words out of my lips as i release all around his cock.

his thrusts began to get sloppy as he throws his head back and his cum starts filling up my pink walls and slowly pulls out of me carefully watching his cum and mine drip out of me.

“i still get so amused by this” he smiles at me getting off the bed to get me a rag and cleans up my legs and himself before crawling into bed as he grabs me and lays me on his chest whispering sweet nothings in my ear as we both fall asleep skin to skin.

𝜗𝜚 The present day 𝜗𝜚

i got up long before Chris and everyone else in the house did i throw on his sweatpants and a sweatshirt of his and go downstairs to make breakfast. I carefully flip the pancake over to the other side when i feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist i jump suddenly and slowly turn around to find chris in nothing but sweatpants on.

“good morning ma” he smiles kissing my lips

“good morning chris” i smile back “im making pancakes for everyone”

“i know, i woke up and i didn’t find you but then i followed a smell of pancakes and found you in here” he smiles back at me still holding my waist.

i turn around to continue making the pancakes occasionally adding chocolate chips in the batter for chris knowing he likes it that way. Chris and i were talking about the most random thing as i heard nick and matt both scream, not a scared scream but an unexpected sight scream.

i turn around “WHAT? IM FULLY CLOTHED WERE NOT FUCKING WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING” i laugh in between sentences

“chris.. turn around” matt says walking slowly to the kitchen and matt pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of it.

“you kinky motherfuckers” nick says placing his left hand on the island of the kitchen with a smirk on his face

“oh shit” i cover my mouth and giggle

“wow that cool as fuck Y/N” chris says smiling at me

“no chris that is not cool you literally have dried blood dripping down ur back and deep cuts on your back…” nick says pointing at matt’s phone looking at the picture of chris’ back.

“hey don’t be jealous i’m the only one in the house getting laid” chris says shrugging his shoulders in defense

“i’m sorry bro if i woke up with that kind of shit on my back i’d never show my back off again.. anywhere” matt says with a cheeky grin on his face.

“well uhm” i start awkwardly “i made pancakes for everyone” i say showing off my huge plate of 25 pancakes i made for the boys and myself.

“well that’s why we originally came down here for but then i was BLINDED by my brother” nick says pointing at chris once again.

“i’m just surprised you didn’t HEAR us last night” chris says with a mouthful of food.

“no we learned before bed we have to use noise canceling headphones and blasting music for about an hour and a half before bed” matt says sitting down at the table so causally

“okay at the table please enough sex talk, i’m uncomfortable” i say smiling and sitting down next to chris.

“YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE?? YOU ARE? no no no Y/N he’s MY brother IM the only one who can be uncomfortable Y/N” nick says slapping the table a couple times to get his point across.

“okay okay i see your point nick but from now on, no sex talk at the table” i say smiling at everyone as we enjoy the breakfast i prepared for all of them and we change the topic and try to attempt to forget about chris’ back for the rest of the time at breakfast.

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A/N Pt 2: I HOPE YALL ENJOYED THIS!! also i may or may not have another fic coming out today.. idk idk jus be prepared 🤫

XOXO

-gabs 💋

[hearts4golbach]

Hey can I request y/n surprising Billie at the Grammys? Thanks

Double-Winner.

Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader.

a/n: sorry this is so short, i had no clue how to fulfill this tbh but i tried my best! hope you like it x

"bil, for the last time," I sighed heavily, "im not going to be able to make it. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

billie whined on the other end of the phone, "it's not the same, ma."

I continued packing my suitcase. "I know, babe, but you know I have a huge meeting that I can not miss."

she grumbled, "I know." I heard water running and movement. "Wish me luck." she muttered as she began to brush her teeth.

"i'll be manifesting for you," i joke, walking to the bathroom to prepare my toiletries. "You're going to win the grammy." i reassure her.

i could hear her take a deep breath and sigh. "Yeah, hopefully. i think i should go to bed, big day tomorrow." she cheesed.

"Alright," i say dramatically. "If you have to."

she made a kiss noise, "i love ya."

"i love you too. Text me when you're up." i kissed her back before she hung up.

i checked the time on my phone, silently thanking billie for hanging up at the perfect time. i zipped up my suitcase and threw on my slides before walking out of the house. i double-checked to make sure the door was walked before i drove off towards the airport.

the cool winter breeze caught me off guard as i stepped out of my warm car. i dreaded all of the airport security traffic. it took me forever to get through everything, but i had finally made it on the flight that would take me to surprise billie.

i found out 3 hours before she called me that the meeting was canceled, and i decided i was going to surprise her. i booked the fastest flight and sound one that was perfect. i was surprised it was still available.

i sat peacefully on the plane, drinking Sprite and eating the iconic honey roasted peanuts. of course, i spent the whole time worrying over billies' reactions. would she be mad that i lied to her? i pondered back and forth, defending each argument for yes and no over in my mind.

the loud, robotic sounding woman over the speakers awoke me from my sleep. i rushed to get off the plane as i only had 2 hours to make it in time to see billie. i went to the nearest airport restroom and changed into my stunning dress that i had been saving for a really special occasion. it was a long, ruby red silk slip dress. it had a slit in the right legs and was long enough to trail behind me. i had straightened my hair before i left, and it had managed to stay intact. i did quick but elegant makeup and called my Uber.

the wait for the Uber was spent getting cat called by older men while waiting for billie to text me back.

me: How's your morning going, babe? i miss you

billie ❤️: it's going good, just doing hair and make up

billie ❤️: you?

billie ❤️: i miss you sm mama

me: just been thinking about you

billie: i gotta go get dressed, text you after ❤️

me: sounds goood

the Uber arrived and took me to my hotel room, which i had to rush to get ready since i was running late.

i basically threw on the dress that complimented hers, so i had enough time for makeup. luckly, i didn't like to do heavy makeup.

whenever i was finally done, billie texted me.

billie ❤️: god everything reminds me of how much i wish you could be here.

billie ❤️: theres an extra seat at the table for some reason

me: hm thats weird, dont worry, though i have the live video pulled up right now

i lied as i climbed into the Uber. i told the man my destination, and he began driving. butterflies were building up, and i couldn't wait to see her reaction.

i made it right in time, making it in time for the music related awards. i chatted with Lizzie Grant, one of my favorite music artists, as i waited for billie to leave the table so i could sneak in.

whenever they finally announced the first award for "what was i made for?" she got up and walked onto the stage.

i slid into my seat quietly, waving to finneas and claudia, who were in on the surprise.

i admired billie on stage. i was so proud of her. I couldn't contain it. a stupid smile spread on my face as i saw her bright smile on stage.

"Thank you so much. i really couldn't have done it without y/n and finneas. i love you too, and im so sorry you couldn't be here, baby." she blew a kiss to the camera, which i knew there'd be edits of later on.

she walked back, thanking all the people who congratulated her as she walked by.

she was only a few feet away whenever she made eye contact with me. her face lit up, and her smile grew. she ran towards me, pulling me out of my chair and capturing me in a tight hug. she peppered my face in kisses before finally meeting my lips. she held her lips on mine, and i didn't want her to pull away.

"You actually made it!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"How could i miss it?! my meeting got rescheduled, but i was planning on surprising you anyway. so everything worked out in the end." i explained.

"When did you get here?" she asked, her smile never fading.

"literally 2 and a half hours ago." i laughed, my arms snaking around her neck. "im so proud of you, bil."

"Thank you, mama." she pecked my lips once more, "i love you."

"i love you more." i smiled, "youre amazing. you deserve this so much."

billie went on to win another grammy. needless to say, we celebrated a lot that night.

[qkopi]

LINK UP (2)

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pairings: prowler! miles x fem! reader

cw: cheating, profanity, TOXIC milo, VERY suggestive (atp it’s light smut🤷🏻‍♀️)

summary: three weeks. you have been meeting up with milo behind miles’ back for three weeks. miles was bound to find out one way, right?

a/n: u guys r gonna hate me @ the end but i’m sorry i had to do it😭🙏🏽 dw i’m like halfway finished i stg and for the ppl who wants to be in my tag list, i’m sorry i js can’t ts takes way too long i can’t🙅🏻‍♀️

pt 1 <- pt 2 -> pt 3

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“miles but-“

“sorry mi vida, just give me a few minutes okay? i’ll be back before you know it!” miles cut you off as he rushed out of the apartment, leaving you disappointed that your date with him was canceled once again.

you wanted to spend the whole day with miles but it looks like you were now going to spend it with milo.

“well..” milo grinned as he walked over to you.

“looks like we’ve got the place to ourselves, huh?” he had a triumphant look in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but show a condescending smile as he spoke.

“milo, stop. im not in the mood.” you sighed, turning away to not face him as you rubbed your temples.

he raised an eyebrow, coming to a stop a few inches behind you, his right knee bumping one of your left’s. he set a hand on your shoulder, grinning at you.

“something goin on, ma?” milo asked in his signature drawl, a small smirk breaking through his facade of apathy.

the last few days, you had been thinking about ending the affair between you and milo. you felt bad for meeting up with him behind miles’ back, but you couldn’t help it, being with milo felt so good that you seemed to forget everything.

but then, the guilt started to eat you up, feeling horrible to miles as he didn’t know anything that has been happening. you were planning to confront milo tonight after spending the day with miles but looks like time had other plans for you.

“you know damn well what’s going on.” you spat out, still not sparing him a glance.

it went on for 3 weeks, almost a month, this affair with milo had to stop before it could lead to more trouble.

milo let his hand fall to his lap, his smile growing as he moved up to you side, his arms wrapping around your waist loosely and his chin resting on your shoulder.

“how did you come to this conclusion?” he teased, chuckling under his breath before kissing your cheek.

“stop.. stop..” you tried to push him off, knowing his affection were your weaknesses, but it only made his grip around you tighter.

he smirked, a few gentle nibbles to your ear earning a grunt out of you.

“nah, im comfortable.” he chuckled, gently nipping at a portion of your earlobe.

“but do tell me more about what’s up.” milo teased, his smirk broadening as your protests were cut off by his playful affection.

“y-you..” you tried to focus on what you were going to say to him but his kisses distracting you.

“me, and?” he whispered into your ear, a small chuckle escaping him as he kissed your cheek again. milo could feel your body shiver at the sensation, his free hand running up your spine.

“and…? speak up, mami.” you couldn’t speak, even if you wanted to, you melted onto his touch as your mind became hazy from his affection.

a chuckle left him as he could hear your breathing grow heavy. it made his smirk grow wider.

“still nothing? aw….” milo teased in your ear, his voice a low whisper as he landed a soft kiss on your cheek once more

he pulled back enough to look down on her, letting her take in a deep breath before speaking again.

“how about now…?”

“w-what? why did you stop?” you asked with confusion contorting up in your face.

“i never stop for long.” he said.

“now are you gonna talk to me, mami, or should I shut you up and keep going?” milo teased, his smirk growing wider.

“keep going..” you mumbled, lowering your head in embarrassment. damn it, this boy knew how to get to me and now, i couldn’t confront him anymore!

milo chuckled, his hands squeezing more at your waist, keeping you tight against him as he laid another kiss on your ear, cheek and, neck, letting you soak in the feeling of his kisses.

“now, tell me about why you’re upset.” he whispered into your ear, the smell of his cologne bringing a faint sense of security to you, his warm breathe heating the side of your head.

“because..” you couldn’t continue talking as you felt his lips on your neck, kissing the one spot that he knows that makes you go feral.

milo chuckled into your ear, his lips finding the soft flesh of your throat and nibbling at it gently as he ran a hand through your hair.

“you’re so cute when you’re flustered.” he teased, pulling back and giving you a gentle smile as his hand returned to your waist.

“go on..”

“you..” you tried to hold onto something as you felt his euphoric touching all over your body.

“me, what?” milo chuckled, nibbling at your earlobe again.

“you can’t keep me guessing forever, mami.” he said, his hands wrapping around your waist again as his mouth stayed near your ear. his hand cupped your chin and slowly pivoted you to face his gaze.

“come on, say it.” milo teased, pulling away with a smirk. his hand ran from your chin to the side of your face, tilting your head so you can see his smirk.

“what’s bugging you?” he gave you a chance to talk.

“we can’t keep doing this, milo.” you finally managed to let him know.

“i can’t keep doing this.” you said sternly, trying to seem serious.

milo froze for a moment, his eyes widening just a little before he broke into a smile.

“you’re still on about that?” he teased, his eyes twinkling playfully as he looked over your face.

“c’mon, mami. doesn’t my affection make it feel worth it?” he teased, his hand running over her cheek.

“yes but..” you began to melt in his touch again.

“no, no! stop.” you softly smacked his hand away, not wanting to fall for his tricks again. you look away from him, sensing that he may distract you to confront him again.

milo didn’t flinch when you smacked his hand away, a smirk gracing his face. a small chuckle left him as one of his hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer.

“that never works, mami.” he said, his breath leaving his mouth warm on your skin as he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder.

“you’ll talk eventually…”

“it’s been almost a month, milo.. i can’t keep doing this to miles..” you said, feeling his chest press against your back as he hugged you from behind.

a small chuckle left him as he kissed your neck again, the feeling of his lips against your skin, making you gasp. his free hand squeezed at your waist gently, caressing you while his other held your hip.

“come on, y/n.. what miles doesn’t know won’t hurt him..” he teased, leaning in near your ear and placing another soft kiss in the center of your ear before stepping back.

“milo.. he’s your brother, for gods sake..” milo only smirked, leaning further in.

“yeah, he’s my brother but..” *he chuckled, his hand on your hip squeezing a bit. he looked into your eyes playfully as he kissed your cheek.

“i liked you first.” he teased as he kissed at the other cheek.

“but i’m his girlfriend..” you mumbled under your breath, feeling disappointed at milo and you.

“dont worry, mami.” milo kissed her once more, pulling back.

“besides, if you didn’t like what we have, you would’ve stopped meeting up with me.” his smirk broadened.

“but you didn’t. you know why?” he teased, his voice dropping low, a teasing grin on his face.

“cause you like it..”

“i… i don’t.” you glared at him, trying to appear as if you hated this.

“you sure bout that, ma?” milo smirked as he moved closer towards you. he pressed up against you a little bit more with his hands trailing down your body, caressing you sensually.

“cause if you really didn’t like this shit, then you would’ve stopped from the very beginning.”

your breath hitched, knowing that milo was fully right about what he said, but before you could deny and protest, he had kissed you to shut you up.

milo’s lips were soft and passionate, his body pressing against yours tightly. he didn’t give you a chance to escape as he kissed you deeply and passionately. his hands were slowly trailing down your body as the feeling of his touch made you weak in the knees. you couldn’t resist him, and he knew it. with his touch, he would make you forget about everything else…

milo smirked in the kiss when he felt your arms snaked up to his neck, pulling him even closer. he continued to kiss you passionately, clearly taking advantage of your weakness, but you didn’t care, you were lost in the moment of the kiss. his lips were soft and tender against yours, and you couldn’t help but savor every bite of it. he took it to another level, deepening the kiss and making it more intense.

he was making sure that you forgot about everything else, and focused only on him…

milo then took your legs, wrapping them around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom as the both of you continued making out. he placed you on the bed, and he was already on top of you, kissing you passionately. his lips were gentle yet firm, as they pressed up against yours. he wasn’t going to stop until he had you completely under his control.

the two of you slowly pulled away to catch your breaths as both you and milo looked into each other’s eyes.

milo looked at you intently, as he brushed his fingers through your hair. his eyes had a knowing look in them, as if he could see right through you. he began to nibble on your neck. his hands were already on your blouse, unbuttoning it slowly.

before milo could even get to the 2nd button, milo’s door had suddenly opened, making both you and milo stop.

“milo, have you seen y/n-“ miles immediately stopped as he saw the scene unfold in front of him.

“what the hell..” miles was in disbelief.

™︎ qkopi | tumblr

[hxltic]

this one might get me cancelled but i gotta get it off my chest.

Kristoff is big and strong— everybody knows that. But with that said, he’s an amazing person in general, very in touch with his emotions and going above and beyond for who he loves.

Sweet as pie, both beauty and braun, the snow clings to his bright blonde hair, reddening his cheeks to an embarrassing shade that he’s grown accustomed to.

godDAMN is he fine. No amount of imagery can do him justice. And I just know that with his acts of service love language, there isn’t a thing he wouldn’t be on his knees for if you desired it.

He manhandles you in bed. He manhandles you with everything. He grabs you, and his hands are delicate, careful not to break and shatter you everywhere as if you were sharp ice, but still lifting your weight effortlessly. It’s what he’s been doing all his life.

He’s a big, warm, man, and so are his kisses. One hand rests at your nape, the other wrapped around your back to pull you close. His sensitive skin is flushed, per usual, indicative of the growing hardness in front of you, but he doesn’t seem to care as he curls his head to reach deeper into your mouth.

And once you get farther into what you’re doing he’s tending to more than just your lips. He’s finding spots that make you squirm with a gentle finger ghosting your clit through your leggings, sucking in your whines desperately.

I don’t even have to go into depth about the way he eats pussy. Once you get past the first time, he’s a quick learner. Whole face is down when he devours you, not caring that your thighs are squeezing his cheeks and ears, licking and sucking with his eyes closed like there just isn’t anything that can pull him away. The tip of his nose glistens. You’re twisting and turning but instead of holding you down, he focuses on the task at hand and follows wherever you lead his head.

And when you finally take him out, you find that his length matches the rest of him. Only a few shades darker of a pink at the tip, wide in your hands, thick all the way around and the pale skin smooth. He’s sitting on the bed looking down at you sheepishly.

Running a hand down his red face, he goes, “Hey, you don’t have to do that,” not knowing what to hold onto— the sheets, your shoulders, or your hair. Even though you’re just repaying the favor he’s still so so sweet, telling you that you don’t have to despite the tangy aftertaste of your release still on his tongue.

You’re already wrapping your lips around his head, seemingly ignoring him, and rotating your hands along the shaft. “Oh God,” he groans, slightly squirming, not entirely knowing what to do, or rather, what boundaries to push.

Fast forward to when he’s on the verge of painting your face, finally with his hands resting gently in your hair, asking what he should do. But he’s breathing so heavily, and speaking so frantically, and trying to hold back from absolutely exploding, that with his fat cock in your mouth, you honestly have no idea what the hell is going on.

“Shit shit shit, baby where? Where can I- oh fuck,” his head tips back, but nothing happens yet. Somehow, he prayed to everything he loves that he wouldn’t come without an answer first. “Tell me, please,” he pleads quickly, out of breath.

You’re basically edging him with the way you have no response. It’s a mission that you’re programmed into now, consistently bobbing your head and allowing saliva to fall from your lips to trickle to his full balls. Then finally, your answer is “im ma mmph,” and Kristoff fully understood what it meant. Or if he didn’t, oops.

He outwardly groans as you splutter and take in the new warmth. His eyes are shut tight as he hisses at the feeling, cursing into the air and gripping your hair tight but careful not to pull.

Then you pop off, mouth covered in a mix of you, him, and everything in between. You blink up at him with those pretty, wet eyes. There’s a giant, devious smile on your face, and you use his knees to haul yourself up so you can see him eye-to-eye.

He stares back, eyes low but illuminating with afterglow. And when you beg, “please?” without even saying to what, he knows exactly what it is, and he also knows that he’s completely and utterly fucked.

He roughly grabs you by your underarms and switches your positions on the bed. He’s determined as he holds under your knees and forces them up when you fall back giggling, coming to hover above you and leaving kisses and marks down your neck. You place your hands to his sides.

In the meantime, he strokes his length a few times, just to remember what it’s like. Then he’s nudging himself along your folds, eyes still closed and nose behind your ear.

Suddenly, he rises above you again. His tip inches in but leaves as quickly as it came, leaving your whine floating in the air and a pout forming on your lips. “Kris,” your eyes close.

“No, I want you to watch it,” he demands, forcing your head up to look. He slips in, the both of you scoping intently, a gasp falling from your lips. His balls must tighten when your big eyes flicker up to him with your mouth agape.

“You feel so good, you don’t even know,” he sighs. And he’s pushing until he’s bottomed out, then retracting with the same motion, just to continue pumping back and forth into the warmth.

He’s so wide that it takes a bit to adjust, but when it does it’s perfect. He leaves no space unfilled. “S’big,” you moan.

There are the blonde’s moments where he is prideful.

“You can take it,” he smirks at you with that smile, kissing your forehead and speeding up to a rougher pace. His large hands come to the dips of your hips.

“Huuuhn, f-fuck,” the force cuts you off, forcing your hands to hold his wrists that grasp you. His large frame is overwhelming.

There’s a focus to his expression, like if he hit you at any wrong angle all of the progress would dissipate. He had absolutely nothing to worry about, but you can see the tenseness in his face. “Feels good, just like that.”

He glances past his hair, “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you giggle, which ultimately dissolved into a moan. “Can feel you.”

He removes a hand to place it on your lower belly, looking between his thrusts and your face, “Here?”

As an answer, you throw your head back as far as it will go, groaning at the newfound pleasure. “Yes.”

He could feel himself going in and out, and the pressure had you reeling. It didn’t help that he was consistently hitting that bundle of nerves and activating all your senses at once.

Maintaining the force and speed, he grabs one of your hands and interlocks your fingers, leaving the hand on your tummy there. He comes forward and pushes it up the bed until you’re stretched out, leaving your other hand to have to relocate to his side. He begins to grind slowly. “Ugh, ‘m gonna come,” you whine.

“Go ahead. Wanna feel how tight you wrap around me before you drain me first,” he laughs breathlessly.

It’s only a few more and you’re doing exactly as he said, stilling in the silence of the bed moving and seeing white.

“Oh my god.”

©️ hxltic

[idkwhatimdoingherehonestlyy]

Hii!! This is my first time ever requesting 😭 but i was wondering if you could do something with earth42 miles and the reader both being the prowler?!! Love the work btw😻

MILES 42 X PARTNER!READER

A/N: Heyyyy I love this idea and thank your for requesting of course I can <3

WARNING: I don't speak Spanish so I will be using google translate, lol. However, if anyone is a translator and can help me out please do!

GUYS I JUST GOT A MESSAGE FROM AN ANON TO TRY THIS NEW WEBSITE SPANISHDICT SO I WILL BE TESTING THIS OUT BUT IM STILL OPEN TO TRANSLATORS!!

BE PREPARED FOR: FLUFFFFF, KISSING, VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE, JUST ROMANTICS, AND ANGST, LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY

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BACKSTORY:

You and Miles have been best friends since babies, given both of your parents were good friends.

As yall grew older yall started dating

When his dad died it crushed you almost just as much as it crushed him.

Miles didn't even show up to the funeral. He was in denial that his father was actually gone.

As time passed he would start canceling hangouts and dates because he had to take care of some "business" with his uncle.

He kept doing it so much to the point where you were fed up and took it into your own hands to find out what was going on.

So when school was out you followed him to his destination. Which looked like his garage?...

You ended up finding out this whole time that Miles and his uncle were in this whole "Prowler" scheme together and Miles was instructed to do all these dangerous murders missions by himself.

So you went up to his room and waited for him to come, so you could obviously confront him about it.

And there he is. Jumping through the window. So casually that you know he does it all the time.

" Hi., Miles"

He jumps startled at your unexpected appearance.

"¡Maldita mamá no me asustes así! ¡Y qué estás haciendo aquí!"

"Care to explain why you're jumping through your own window at 3am?" You question already knowing the answer just trying to see what he's gonna come up with.

He gives you that look knowing that you know what he's been up to.

"Bebé, escúchame yo-."

"YOU'RE THE PROWLER? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME SHIT? THE FUCK KINDA BOYFRIEND ARE YOU MILES?" You are now angry, rage immediately taking over you.

"I did it to protect you, this is a dangerous job and I can't have you involved in this. No puedo perderte como lo perdí ma." He states in an almost whispering tone looking down at you.

"But that's the issue. I CAN help you, Miles, you can't keep doing this alone, just let me help you, por favor eres mi corazón y quiero ayudar! You plead to him. Your throat choking back sobs. Tears falling down your face.

He quickly opens his arms wide to trap you in a bear hug.

"Ok ok mami. Deja de llorar está bien. Puedes ayudarme shh está bien

______________________________________________________________

NOW TIME FOR THE ACTUAL HEADCANNONS:

• Even though you guys technically are partners now, he'll make you stay behind on certain missions depending on how dangerous they are. He'll be damned if he lets you get seriously injured.

• He's always patching you up and taking care of you every time you get hurt

"Oww Miles! That one hurt worse than the others"

He chuckles at your pouting

"Lo siento mami tienes una más solo sé una buena chica y respira estarás bien"

• He definitely designs your costume for you, out of your favorite colors and a heart symbol, which represents his love for you (awhhhhh ^-^)

• Kisses before you leave for missions because its a way of saying "I love you"

• If Aaron tries to make you go on a mission and makes Miles stay back he gets angry and flips out, and definitely doesn't do it

"¿Qué quieres decir? ¡Joder, no! ¡Ella no puede estar jodidamente sola, no! ¡No me importa!"

• In conclusion, yall are a great duo!

[apricotdraws]

¡¡¡¡¡Holaaaa!!!!!

Eres la siguiente persona a la que voy a molestar con mis preguntas JAJAJAJAJA.

Primero que nada, SOY MEGA FAN DE TUS DIBUJOS, SON HERMOSOS Y MEGA BELLÍSIMOS. DIBUJAS INCREÍBLE, MUERO POR TANTA BELLEZA 😭❤

En fin, aquí vienen mis preguntas:

•Top 3 de tus personajes favoritos de DTMG

•Personaje que odies

•¿tienes algún headcanon?

Eso sería todo, BESOOOOOOOOOOS 💋💋💋💋

PAN!!!! HOLA!!!!! estaba esperando este momento jejeje :D

GRACIAS POR TUS COMENTARIOS SOBRE MIS DIBUJOS, me quedo super feliz y emocionada leyendo tus comentarios :DD Voy a responder tus preguntas en ingles. Hablo y entiendo español es que tengo mas confianza en mi ingles que mi español,,, espero que no sea una molestia.

•Top 3 de tus personajes favoritos de DTMG

Get ready because im gonna start rambling a LOT. Well to start off obviously its gotta be the one and only BJC.

HOWEVER-

I have a special place in my heart for three characters and I cannot rank them as I love them equally,,, so I'm just gonna list them, no particular order.

1. Miss Blah Blah

What can I say about her,,,, she is so FREAKING COOL!!! her design is amazing and her character says a lot especially with the whole feud she has with billy👀 she is one of those characters with little to no story that i want to know so much about. SHE IS SUPER INTERESTING AND I LIKE THATTTT. If you scroll down this account, you can see the many drawings I made of her, that's how SPECIAL she is to me. I have so much hcs about her and billy like how did yall REALLY meet???? like I KNOW YOU GUYS HAVE MET BEFORE, TELL US MORE!!!! we heard from billys side of their story but WHATS HER SIDE???? like there is no way that she just started to hate on him out of the blue and for what????? there HAS to be a REASON why shes doing this, or maybe she just likes the drama and went to target the biggest popstar out there. can't blame her, and she is still relevant!!! what a diva.

2. Madame X

again a VERY SUPER INTERESTING CHARACTER. the episode Billy's Achilles, really gave us more screen time for her and I loved every single part. i have so many questions about her and for her. like who are you exactly??? i know dang well you aren't who you say you are. I wish they would have given us more aspects of her character instead of just her wanting to capture billy, like why does she want to do this? why is this such a huge deal for her, like i know she is his biggest fan but for me I feel like there is much more to this. maybe am just crazy- also the room where she keeps all of her billy items is insane like his motorcycle??? his different ties??? the big STATUE OF HIM-????? a very dedicated billy fan, no one can be at her level. another key interest of her is that WE DONT SEE HER FACE,,, this keeps the mysterious status into a whole level and I'm sad the show is canceled before we got to see her face, like gaumont I know you have a character sheet of her, RELEASE IT!!!!

3. Shanilla Bhagwati

my daughter, mi hija,,,,, Shanilla deserves it all. they did not give my girl enough screen time of her hanging out with the boys and with her having her moments, and if they did and I just do not remember then IT WASN'T ENOUGH!!!! she has so much potential in the show, she is very smart kid with a lot to say. it's super hilarious when she says things very bluntly and honest then realizes what she said and retraces her words for a more positive response, like speak your truth girl 🗣️ the ep The Candidate, was so good in showing more to her character and the dynamic between her and billy really gave a big brother and little sister vibes which made my heart melt,,,, anyways she is just as important as the boys and i love her very much.

•Personaje que odies

-Principal Ponzi

his character gives me the ick. it's surprising how no one has reported for his bad behavior against his students and against spencer. he barely helps his school to help his students thrive and only focuses on himself, also don't get me started on his crush for ms rumsfield, who is like twice his age???? and used to be his teacher????? ALSO HE HAS A SECRET ROOM WITH A MINI BUILDING OF THE SCHOOL WITH MANY FIGURES OF THE STUDENTS TO PLAY AROUND???!? reminder this is a grown man, like EW??? anyways its not that serious but ponzi was one of those characters that i just don't like.

•¿tienes algún headcanon?

I have a ton of headcanons but i will talk about just two :)

HC: Billy has trust issues and will not let anyone get close to him, open himself to others about anything personal or get attached. Ever since his stardom at the age of 6, he was the typical kid who would make friends and acquaintances but after being in the music industry, he has gone through many heartbreaks, trauma and stuff that he wishes he hadn't gone through. This includes people who he has met over the years, and through his high level of fame increasing every second, there is always going to be someone who will want something or use him. He has made it his goal to not let anyone ever do him badly ever again, maybe its the reason why he doesn't mention anyone in particular in the show, nobody that missed or cares, not even friends, family or acquaintances. It had me thinking of him creating the Billy Joe Cobra persona as a way to protect and put himself first. This had potentially ruined some actual relationships and friendships that some people may want with him but for his own sake its better not to risk it. Not until his passing that he left a sense of relief and started to put his guard down when he realized he didn't need to do that anymore, until he met the kids and realized there may be some good people out there.

Anyways this may be so out of character for him and potentially doesn't fit him at all but I just found it so interesting that he doesn't speak/mention about anyone in particular in the show during his days when he was alive. This was the major reason why I created ocs in the first place to become friends with billy haha, this includes Ximena, her brother and his stylist/designer who I don't have their name set yet:

Ok im getting out of topic, enough talking about my ocs so back to headcanons!!

HC: Billy dated a groupie as a publicity stunt and that groupie ended up being Madame X Before Madame X was even "Madame X" she was a part of the groupies and became known as the successful groupie to date Billy Joe Cobra. Billy didn't think much when deciding to date a groupie and the risk that may come with it, not until he started to notice some very unhealthy obsessive behavior coming from her. For his safety he decided to end things off but that went downhill. Even since that break up Madame X became more obsessive and decided to go underground, changing her identity and appearance to become Madame X, the biggest anonymous Billy Joe Cobra fan.

I originally posted this on my insta spam but wanted to share here and you probably saw it Pan 👀 anyways here is a drawing that comes along with this hc!

I love this show too much and will keep loving it :]

We are at the end! Thank you Pan for asking me these questions, it was so fun speaking about what I had in mind all these years and for someone to hear about it. Amo todo lo que haces y sigue creando maravilloso arte!!!

[atiny-piratequeen]

How was your day ma

Allow me to explain to yall how today went

So. I work at a doc's office right? Plenty of old ppl. Cool.

Gaia and i are at reception. Cool.

This kind gentleman comes in for his appointment. His wife is with him. Neat.

Gaia goes to collect his copay, and his card declines. No big deal. Before i suggest we try it again (it happens sometimes. We have a nice Ukrainian man who's card declines like 3-6 times before going through), his wife goes. "Someone's trying to use his card at the bank"

Uh oh.

This poor man and his wife are confused as shit and she finally goes;

"What's OnlyFans?"

Now when i tell yall. Gaia and i almost fucking lost it. And im like. "Dont say shit leave it" in my head, gaia tries to politely tell this man only fans is where people buy "sexually illicit" material.

Baby. Baby? When i tell you his wife was like "OH?!" and starts calling the bank to cancel the card and all this shit and me, gaia, and our coworker, also in her 20s, are trying not to fucking keel over right now. I had to walk away. I was fucking cackling in the kitchen yall.

Gaia tells him she only knows what onlyfans was because i told her once (fact)

So he goes back for his appt. Wife follows after they get the card cancelled or frozen or whatever. He comes out. Im at check out. He looks at me as he and his wife are still like "how did this happen? Whats going on???" And he LOOKS ME DEAD IN THE FUCKING EYES and goes;

"Since you know so much about OnlyFans, can you tell me what they actually sell at the site? Is it like, sexual equipment? I just wanna know why they tried charging my card 100 dollars four times"

Yall.

100 dollars.

Four times

Someone was trying to get the FULL catalog??? like i dont have an OF (unless?? 😏) so i dont know what the average sub cost is but holy fucking shit 100 bucks??? And four times? Mf was PERSISTENT!

So i now have to explain to an 80 something year old man that onlyfans is usually used for pornographic material and that the 100 bucks was probably someone subbing to a model. Or models. Who knows? Its 100 bucks.

And thEN a lady comes up after they leave and goes "i feel his pain. I get emails about penis enlargement pills. With pictures" 😞

YALL???

HOW DID I END UP HERE LIKE??

And THIS IS ALL AFTER THE 83YEAR OLD LADY IN OUR OFFICE ON MONDAY WAS STARTLED BY SOMEONE IN HER FAMILY CONNECTING TO HER APPLE MUSIC AND BLARING EXPLICIT TRAP MUSIC IN OUR OFFICE THROUGH HER PHONE AT MAX VOLUME

[booksbluegurl]

heyy, just wanted to ask a question. you said you were preparing for your entrance for masters in english lit. and for med school. you said ur from india so im assuming neet?

would you be able to provide as to what your thought process of preparing for both is? since those arent exactly overlapping and since you're preparing for your masters, most would go the route of their masters subject to take it up as a career.

just wanted to know as to how you think of it and to make choices if that makes sense. tysm!! all the best!!

Hello! Thank you so much for asking me this question.

Yes, I'm preparing for NEET and masters entrance exam which is CUET PG. Balancing them both is pretty hectic and I'll have to do it within the next month, so it'll be a ride.

But I like it, that's why I'm doing it. I'm not choosing the masters route because I really wanna go to a medical college. I wanna study to be a doctor. But I also like English Literature, so I decided to do a distance bachelors in it from a local university, also because I had to take a drop.

(a little backstory here) My 12th year of school was 2020-2021 and if you remember, the board exams that year were cancelled and NEET 2021 was held in September, so it was a pretty chaotic year. But in the same year, my grandfather passed away. It was a scary, haunting and exhausting year. It took us more than an year to get back to normal. So my 2021-2022 was almost lost. It was from around December'22/ January'23 when I actually started studying and in 2023 I went to Delhi for NEET coaching but that didn't work out well enough. My parents said that I should look for something else and since I had already enrolled in BA and was giving the exams, I decided to give MA entrance for the upcoming year (which is in a month). I joined coaching for it too which helped a lot. But I wanted to try again for NEET so I started studying again after Diwali'24. And here I am.

I really like your question because you're not judging me for trying two different things 😭🥹❤️ I know there's a possibility that none of them works out for me, but honestly I don't wanna leave a stone unturned. And I wanna have fun while doing that, so here I am.

Now, I'm giving significantly more time to NEET prep even with my CUET a month away. I'm giving more hours to physics than anything else, because my biology is mostly prepared and so is chemistry. If I'm guessing correctly and you're asking how I'm studying these subjects so here is a detailed description of the subjects and where I am in them:

Physics: I'm taking tons of lectures in a week, and practicing questions, revising notes and thinking about solving PYQs (😭) but I'm still not as prepared. But by the end of March, I'm hoping to get better at it.

Biology: I've studied it a lot since I started. So, I just revise it and refine it. Some chapters need more time and revision than others. But solving Biology questions in the exam is more about how much you remember and relate at the time of answering the question in the exam. Are you able to relate a small fact about cockroach to the question in the exam and also answer it correctly? That's the game.

Organic chemistry: I'm taking lectures and solving questions and learning as much as I can so I'm pretty confident here.

Physical Chemistry: This is a scary place. It's not very difficult but it's not easy enough. And I just can't find any time to study this subject.

Inorganic chemistry: same as biology tbh. But a little easier in the exams than biology. I'll study this in April. If I study it now, I'll forget it by April.

Fiction of English Literature: I'm including all of the literature- British, american, indian, world, everything fiction, including poetry. It's rather easy to learn and remember. I've got video lectures from my English teacher and my notes from her classes, which makes it easy to understand and memorise and for the information that is rather difficult, I use Anki flashcards.

Literary Criticism: A little more difficult because I need to remember tons of information that's logical as well as something I need to memorize. So much to understand and memorize here, don't you think it's a good practice for medical college? Anyways, I study about it from the resources I have and I've got an MCQ book to practice from.

History of English Literature: This is the most difficult part. Though it's more interesting than Literary Criticism but I need to remember so many dates and random facts. I got a book for this too + the lectures from my English teacher.

Reading Books: This probably is the most difficult part with NEET on my hand too. I don't have enough time to read which I need to if I'm doing English literature, right?

So yeah, this is how I manage them.

I spent atleast 2 hours on English literature and 6 hours on NEET prep. Sometimes I'm slow, sometimes I'm fast at doing stuff.

Thanks for asking this question. ❤️

[kayleafeon]

What to do when:

depressed

no motivation

have test on wednesday, midterm on thursday, quiz on friday that haven't studied for

have philosophy paper due friday already got week extension for haven't started yet

have computer science assignment due friday haven't started yet

can't start computer science assignment until past 4 completed, only done one so far

been sick for a week and and an extra weekend

mental health is trashed

completely torpedoed personal life a month ago over something really stupid

too anxious about everything to make progress on anything

also too anxious to talk to profs about struggling

can't even tell the whole story of why personal life torpedoed because of sensitive topics involved

no therapist and waitlists are 6 months+

have to go home and deal with family from friday evening through to wednesday morning next week, knowing they'll poke about personal life but not being able to explain fully because sensitive topics again

only real community you have is in the university city but not at the university and very far away from hometown with family

so overwhelmed you just shut down

can't stop deflecting and avoiding responsibilities

probably going to fail out of program

can't even care though because everything is meaningless and i don't even want to be in this program anyway

only reason i'm still here is because i like the program's student society and the ring that i get if i graduate

been spending money on lottery tickets instead of anything useful because the scratching noise is the only thing that calms you anymore

know that in posting this your sister and your ex might see it but don't know where else to go

could go to advice reddit but post would probably be removed by mods and/or people wouldn't give helpful advice

everything feels pointless anyway with world as it is atm

feel bad for not feeling worse about that and just being numb to it

also feel bad for not trying hard enough to make it better or to do better myself

kinda just want to stop existing but only to the point of somewhat reckless carelessness not any actual ideas

just need to write everything out somewhere because otherwise going to scream

also have doctor's appt next week that will change nothing because the family doctor is retiring and can't be bothered to switch medications, just increase dosages

which we've already tried twice and isn't helping btw

and this is how i'm feeling while on the antidepressants and adhd medication

only thing i actually want to do is sleep and kinda strangely donate blood but i can't do the latter for another 2 months

sounding increasingly unhinged as post continues

oh i guess i also want to play league but i've managed to stick to my conviction of not allowing kernel level anticheats on my laptops for almost a year and it's kinda the only thing i've got going for me at this point

missed out on the one community i enjoy's events for two events in a row because sick

writing this all during a cs lecture because i can't even pretend that i am focused or understand what's going on

know that this is probably enough info to doxx me but can't bring myself to care

kinda hope one of my classmates or profs find this

feel bad about eating out a lot because of public speaking presentation from yesterday

likewise about not exercising because of my own group's public speaking presentation from last week

need to respond to people who were going to play pandemic legacy campaign with me to say it's cancelled because im too depressed

also need to read stuff for philosophy class in <1 hour but can't be bothered

might just talk to my philosophy prof about everything because she's pretty chill and it's a small class and it's not required for me to graduate so i can always drop the class if needed

also really don't want to fail the term though because it would fuck up scheduling with the few people that i actually know and i would just be even more alone

wish i could just start on things before they were due but can't even manage that after failing two courses last term

why can't i make my stupid brain learn

i want to just live at home and sleep and do nothing all day but living at home is even more stressful because my mom is always making me clean stuff if i'm "not doing anything important" and gets mad if i say that i'm too mentally exhausted from existing

could just leave and go sleep at the park nearby but then i'd be too out in the open

esp seeing as that park is very interlinked with my trauma

but also just don't want to have to deal with any people at all whatsoever

desk leaving angry red marks on my forearms while i type but can't be bothered to change my position

wanna go back to before i had awareness of the world around me and/or quarantine times when staying home doing nothing was normal

hate hate hate adult life i don't want it why can't i just be a child of a billionaire who is set for life in terms of money but doesn't have to talk to anyone including parents

why can't i just motivate myself like everyone else

realize i sound very much like an angsty 14 year old and hate myself even more for it

how does everyone else manage

actually found myself staring at the kitchen knives at a convenience store and thinking about how relieving it would be to run the edge of one over my skin and let myself bleed just a little bit before realizing how fucked up that is and forcing myself to walk away from the aisle

don't understand how my mental health has gotten this bad, it doesn't make any sense

why is it worse now than when i figured out what had actually happened was traumatic i thought i had processed most of it why now why now why now it doesn't make sense

i just want everything to stop, just for a moment, please

If you have any advice please share because idk what to do atp.

[psyphigirl]

Vent post because I havent got nowhere else to put any of these words this isnt gonna be organised at fucking all im half sad and half angry writing this

I feel fucked !! I've had so much going on in my life and its eating me up and half of it is about being trans so there's so few people I can talk to about it

I still have no idea if I do actually have schizophrenia or not. It was really bad like two to three years ago. And now I don't have any hallucinations at all. I feel like I'm way more paranoid than the average person but I have no idea how to measure this. Or if I should even try and find out

Unrelated but the very expensive vial of E I bought is useless to me because I can't get access to needles. The very expensive clinic I'm subscribed to is also not helping me much because I dont have any way of getting down to the pharmacist and I think they might be lying about me not being able to be giving me my E OR they arent lying and my country really is a shithole.

My ma also found the vial and it's testing our already rocky relationship. I think if I ever wanna actually commit and get all my shit in order and start E I'm gonna have to just start cancelling social plans and other arrangements ive made otherwise i might just collapse

Also because the only one in my house that can drive atm is my dad i might have to bite the bullet and ask him to bring me down to the pharmacist to help me get my E. My relationship with my dad is alot more stable and though i dont think hes 100% supportive of trans people i think he'd be more than willing to learn. Same goes for my brother

Also I just want to be able to draw and write again. I miss being able to have the energy to play ???? Like sometimes I get to see my friends and we run around or generally just act silly but I still have to go all the way into town to be able to do any of that

And I still don't think I'm making any progress gaining weight which is yet another venture I'm not making any progress with to add to the pile of incomplete ventures. So.

Probably TMI

However every day I feel very lucky to have met so many wonderfully kind people through this app. Thank you for keeping me sane

I don't think I wanna take break from social media I am too fond of the little people on my phone

That's that

[coralsgrimes]

just saw ur post where ur talking shit about jessie in the tags "heard jessie cares about the enviorment but she smokes xd" never in my life have i seen a dumber sentence like are u actually okay..? Is jessie pouring gasoline to the ocean?? Is she melting the icebergs??? They are literally one of the only celebs that ever talk about the enviornment the way u nitpicked her smoking makes me hope that ur living in the woods surviving on nothing but rocks and trees with 0 waste production. Ben is never going to have sex with you.

[ricciardonorrisleclercgasly]

You Can't Spend Christmas Alone || Daniel Ricciardo

12 Days of Fic-mas - Day 4

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Request?: No

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Reader

Warnings: bit of angst mainly fluff

After Covid ruins Daniels Christmas plans you insist he can’t spend Christmas alone.

December 24th 5:36pm. You closed down your computer and started to pack away your things, it was finally the start of Christmas Break, although the season finished at the start of December you still had a lot of work to do. People often thought that the formula 1 teams got the whole of winter break off, this wasnt the case, there is still so much to do. But now it was time for a well deserved two week break, to celebrate Christmas with your family. You walked through the hallways seeing all the empty offices, most people had called a half day today but you still had some things to do. You walk past the canteen, so dimly lit you almost didnt see him, you noticed someone sat at a table in the corner head in their hands. As you approached quietly you realised who it was, "Daniel?" You said, shattering the silence. He glanced up at you, a glazed look in his eyes. You had gotten to know Daniel over the course of the season, he was a delight to be around, so happy and cheery, that's why seeing him like this stung a little in your chest. "Are you okay?" You asked him, sinking down to his level. He shook his head as a tear slipped down his cheek, "my flight got cancelled due to covid, so I'm here for Christmas. Again" he sighed, trying to wipe his tears so you didn't see him upset. "Ah Daniel that's awful" you said ruffling his hair, "What's your plan now then?"

"Go to my flat, eat a pizza and cry to some crappy Christmas movie" he shrugged.

"Dan you can't spend Christmas alone!" You exclaimed.

"I don't have any other choice Y/N"

"Of course you do, come and spend Christmas at mine. My mum always cooks to much plus my little brother loves you" you smiled. You and Daniel had never been that close, he was great to work with and a genuine guy but you'd never hung out outside of work, but that didn't change the fact you didn't want him to spend Christmas alone.

"Are you sure? I don't want to intrude" he said looking up at you with a little hint of joy in his eyes.

"You're not intruding, your my guest. But we've got a couple of hours drive to do so lets get going"

"Haha, want to take my Mclaren" he laughed, of course you did, you nodded your head and followed him out.

After a quick trip past your house to grab your bag, you headed to Daniel's to get his things. You waited in the car whilst he ran inside and you called your mum.

"Hi mum"

"Hi my baby girl! Are you leaving soon?" She chimed back

"Yes, in about 5 minutes. Im just letting you know I'm bringing a friend home this year, he was going to be on his own for Christmas"

"Hmmm is this a boy.. friend?" She giggled.

"No mum! Its a friend from work" you protested.

"You know me honey, the more the merrier, we'll see you soon. Love ya"

Daniel came back out of his apartment complex carrying a big bag, 2 bottles of red wine, a tin of chocolates and wearing a Christmas jumper. "I couldn't show up empty handed" he beamed, putting it all in the car. "Okay let's go!" He turned on the satnav and you started the journey back to your family home.

You and Daniel chatted away in the car, really getting to know each other. Not just the formula 1 driving Daniel, but the mountain biking Daniel, the living on a farm and blasting music out to the early hours of the morning, the real Daniel. You sang and danced along to the music together and really enjoyed your time on the drive.

9pm, "and its just the next drive on your right hand side" you pointed, Daniel pulled onto the drive. Your house wasn't much, but it was your home and you loved it all the same. You grabbed your bags and Daniel's gifts out the car and lead him up to the front door. "Is it weird that I'm nervous now?" He giggled following you through the front door.

"Mum we're here!" You shouted through the door, kicking your shoes off and heading into the kitchen.

"My baby girl you're here!" You heard your mum cry as she came to find you, "Woah and my baby girls handsome work friend" she said as she came round the corner and spotted Daniel standing next to you.

"Hi I'm Daniel, thankyou for having me this Christmas" he smiled sticking out his hand, your mum grabbed his arm and pulled him in for a hug, "we're huggers in this house Daniel" she laughed making him blush.

"No. Freaking. Way. You're Daniel Ricciardo!" You heard your brother's voice, looking to see him jaw hanging low and eyes wide at the kitchen door, your dad joining him.

"Guys this is Daniel, his flight back to Australia got cancelled so he's spending Christmas with us, Daniel this is my Mum, Linda, my dad, John and my little brother Charlie" you pointed at everyone.

"It's nice to meet you all" Daniel smiled at everyone.

"Y/N. Take Daniel to unpack his bag and I'll fix you both a snack" your dad said, waving you both upstairs.

You led Daniel upstairs to your room, you didn't have a spare room but you'd make do.

"You can sleep on my bed and I'll take the couch" you showed him into the bed room.

"No no no, dont be daft, you've already done so much for me, you sleep on the bed, ill sleep on the couch" he insisted.

Later that evening , after eating pizza with your family and crying over love actually, you decided to call it a night. Daniel got changed in the bathroom and you quickly changed into your pyjamas and got into bed, he came back into the room in checked pyjama bottoms and no shirt, you'd never really looked at Daniel like this before but damn need he look good. "I don't like to sleep in a shirt, I hope that doesn't bother you" he said running his hands through his hair. "Not at all, Goodnight Daniel" he smiled at him. "Goodnight Y/N, thanks for bringing me home" he said climbing onto the sofa.

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The next morning you woke up in a daze, as your eyes adjusted to the room around you you saw Daniel still asleep on the sofa his long limbs falling off around him.

You gently shook his shoulder to wake him up. "Merry Christmas Daniel" you smiled, "Merry Christmas Y/N" he threw on his Christmas jumper and you both headed downstairs. Your mum, dad and brother sitting there waiting for you. Breakfast was already on the table, croissants and pastries with orange juice and apple juice on the table in front of you. You dug into the food as your mum brought in 4 large present bags. "One for John, One for Charlie, one for y/n and one for Daniel"

"You really didn't have to Linda" Daniel smiled.

"Mum how did you do all of this" you said giving her a hug.

"When you called last night to say you were bringing a friend I ran to the shops, no one should have nothing to open on Christmas day" she smiled hugging you back.

The day went on, you opened presents, you ate a lot of good food and drank lots of wine, all in good company.

"Im just going to ring my parents before the go to bed" Daniel said excusing himself and heading upstairs. About an hour later you walked upstairs to check on Daniel, you quietly popped your head round the door and saw him sat on the couch, facetiming his family. He noticed you there and gestured you in. "Mum, Dad this is Y/N" he said turning the camera to you "she brought me home for Christmas so i didn't have to spend it alone" he patted the seat next to him and you sat down.

"Merry Christmas Mr and Mrs Ricciardo" you waved.

"Oh Daniel she's beautiful!" His mum gushed down the phone, clearly quite drunk.

"Shut up mum!" Daniel blushed. "Im going to go now, goodnight i love you"

He put the phone down and sat back in the chair.

"She's not wrong you know?" He said softly placing his hand on your knee, you shivered under his touch, "you are beautiful Y/N' he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you towards him, leaning his forehead on yours. You stayed silent, just focusing on your breathing, looking deep into his chocolate brown eyes. "Daniel.." you muttered. He cut you off, pressing his lips against yours, you gasped in surprise. His arms snaking around your back and deepening the kiss. "I'm sorry I just couldn't help myself" he mumbled against your lips. "That's okay, I'm glad you did" you blushed, lacing your fingers in his hair and pulling him back in.

[mvrderer]

Heard you were doing match ups?👀 feel free to ignore me lolol.

I'm an INXP, which means I go from hating myself and being antisocial, to hating myself but taking care of everyone around me 💀

I have been a caretaker since I was very small and I find myself feeling useless if I am not helping someone(my own health aside) it's bad to the point where I collapse frequently from exhaustion but still try shoving water down everyone else's throats.

I'm 5'8" and apparently shaped like a coca cola bottle(woohoo makin step-ma jealous) I typically cover up in extremely baggy clothes 💃

When it comes to a partner I would want someone who let's me take care of them and enjoys my fretting, but takes care of me/us in return. 💗

I can be a House Spouse, but I need someone to actually appreciate it and possibly kill toxic Ex's, y'know?😩❤

HIII IM SORRY I HAVENT BEEN ONLINE LATELY BECAUSE I GENUINELY FORGOT I HAD A TUMBLR ACCOUNT BUT HI! IM GOING TO DO THIS!

i hope this is good enough for you!

warnings : cursing, lack of proof read

so i think the most suitable slasher for you is...

Bo Sinclair !

he made the first move to introduce himself to you! the usual ol' charming southern man facade he put up before possibly murdering you (obviously he wouldnt, pretty sure you can guess why)

thinks you're way too self loathing for someone he finds attractive

i mean, he's the bo sinclair! anyone that scores him is a hottie! and he definitely thinks that you are one

he's 6'2", you're 5'8", can i make it anymore obvious [sk8r boi instrumentals blasts in the bg]

adores and even gets an ego boost from the height difference you two have, he definitely teases you for it like a lot of things he teases you for; but not the point it'd hurt of course. you're his "Beau" and he adores every inch of you, he loves you for you and that does not exclude your physical form. if you steal his clothes, he'd act mad but smirk like a smug mf when he sees you in it cuz he's winning

which includes taking care of you. loving you comes with a perk, and that's to be more observant especially towards you.

he loves it when you take care of him, get babied by you, but he of course acts like he doesn't. and sometimes—he actually doesn't because of how you neglect yourself. he definitely forces you to sit down and rest, gives you a massage if any part of your body is sore and just gives his full attention towards you. he's not much of a cook but he tries his best for you and makes sure you fulfill every basic human needs

when you get those types of self deprecating thoughts, he's quick to shut them down.

“ now, now, dont say that about yourself sweetheart. ” and holds you while whispering how important you are to him and how much of a darling you've been towards him. of course, he gets quite aggressive [not physical, in a “ STOP FUCKIN' SAYIN' THAT BOUT YOURSELF!! ” way] at times because he's frustrated that you can't see yourself how he sees you, but he's quick to apologize and quick to reassure you he loves you no less.

when there's a conflict, he makes sure it won't destroy the "us" between you two.

let me be honest, being with bo will have complications. he's mentally ill, you're mentally ill, it doesn't cancel out like pemdas. but he tries so hard to have a healthy relationship, imagining that he's hurt his beau would shatter him so he tries his best to make up, but you'd probably find him stumbling around in the kitchen all messy and he's embarrassed when he explains himself like “ ...i tried making cookies. ” it's okay to laugh at him, as long as you kiss him and help him out

he would love the domestic life with you, and will do anything to have it. <3

which means, he definitely would beat someone to death for you! when you have an honest talk and the two of you share things that has happened to y'all — it makes his blood boil when he hears about your shitty ex. if he's willing to beat up a stranger that looks at you weird what difference would it be when it's someone you've had a bad history with? with that ex gone, now you can move on and be happy with a future with Bo!

[anotherincorrectevillious]

Very Rambling Rant under the cut (TW: Inc*st, R*pe, and P*dophilia mentions)

Not to get into Disc Horse™ but something I feel that a lot of EC fans are failing to realize is that,

Mothy is kinda shitty actually

Not just as in oh his writing sucks sometimes but like there's so many gross plot points in his stories that dont have to be gross at all

I'm not talking about like oh Adam and Eve are twins or oh Ma fucked her son, although that is pretty yikes, but no I mean like

Sateriasis and Gumina being cousins for some fucking reason

Riliane saying That to Leonhart when he was drunk

Kayo and Gakuga being cousins

Whatever the hell was being implied with Kyle and Yukina

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be like "oHhH eViLLiOuS iS pRoBLeMaTiC, cAnCeL mOtHy, iF yOu LiKe EviLLiOuS uR bAd"

just. no.

But still

I haven't been on EC tumblr long enough to know EVERYTHING obviously, but from what I've seen a lot of the drama in this fandom stems from the fact that some people don't acknowledge that "hey, mothy's kinda a bad writer actually" so they have this black and white mentality based of how they interpret the text which basically leads to

"This character is an EVIL, UNSYMPATHETIC, SCUMBAG, and if you like them you're basically a RAPE APOLOGIST!!"

vs

"UwU this character is a pure soul that did no wrong, they were just manipulated by everyone else, and if you say one negative thing about them I Am Going To Scream At You"

And I'm not trying to be all high and might here, I myself have fallen into this mental trap before, but on another hand Im a fucking minor

And no that's not me using my age as an excuse I mean that there are people in this community that are grown ass adults and are acting like this

And I use the word "community" lightly here

TLDR:

"Every Character I Like is Good and Every Character I Don't Like is Bad" jokes are funny and all but some of y'all actually believe that. Stop it. Get some help.

[sgtjbbhasmyheart]

Drunk Texting Is(n’t) Bad for Your Health- Chapter Two

Series Summary: Talk about your unconventional meet-cute! Bucky receives a text by mistake requesting he prove he's not Reader's sister. The easy dialogue between Reader and Bucky sparks a natural friendship, but could it lead to more? Bucky still deems himself unworthy of any form of affection or love. Reader is hellbent to prove him wrong. With the help of some (meddling) friends along the way, Bucky may get his happily-ever-after after all.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 2921

Warnings: bad language words, blink and you’ll miss the angst, just some fluff

A/N: divider credit- @firefly-graphics

DO NOT copy or replicate without my permission

You awoke with a start, feeling as if you were late for work or something important and forgot to set your alarm. Your heart beat an erratic tattoo against your ribcage. Scrambling for your cell phone, you blindly reached across the side table near your bed in a panic. Unplugging the phone, you brought the device an ungodly closeness to your face. It was only 6:17. On Saturday.

Your pulse throbbed behind your eyeballs, and a strange stickiness coated the inside of your mouth. Did you drink that much last night?

How could you not? Timmons was a fair boss, and you enjoyed your job, but that dude loved the sound of his own voice.

The quarterly business dinners were mandatory for all employees, even for the P.A.s. Typically, they weren’t so bad, but last night, Timmons felt the need to toot his own horn for landing a massive contract with Stark Industries slash The Avengers. He went on and on about how great it was for the firm.

He was like a giant kid in a candy store with his ramblings. ‘We will be promoting the face of The Avengers and everything that goes with it,’ he spouted off like the firm was god’s gift to public relations.

You groaned at the reminder of last night’s presentation. The contract wasn’t even in effect yet, and you were sick of the Earth’s Mightiest Heroes. Timmons could be a real buzz kill.

Rolling to your back, you brought your phone up to tap the screen to read the emails you received overnight. On display was a text from 11:04 by someone named James. It read: “Goodnight, (Y/N).”

Your mind went back to last night again, trying to recall who this James was. He must be significant if you plugged his contact information into your phone already. Had you met someone last night?

Drawing a blank, you clicked on the text bubble to pull up the thread. Briefly scanning through the numerous texts, everything came rushing back. In an attempt to text your sister, Robyn, you mistakenly texted this mysterious, James.

You felt like an utter buffoon when you learned he wasn’t Robyn. You always did have a way with the cute boys. Probably why you were single. You groaned out loud as you read on.

You im safely inside my apartment. Pretty sure no one followed me home

James Did you triple check the lock on the front door?

You yes dad yeesh

James There are a lot of bad people out there. Just want to make sure you’re safe.

You sounds like you watch the news too much but its sweet of u to care

James I know from experience.

You r u the bad guy or have u been the one mugged?

James Let’s just say I have friends that have dealt with the bad things of the world.

You right i almost forgot ur a military-trained assassin athlete mchottie

James Did you ever send your sister a text?

You shit thanks for reminding me i have such a crazy story to tell her

James Only good things, I hope.

You oh yeah all the good things an enigmatic yet handsome stranger cares more about my safety than any of my ex-boyfriends ever did.

James My ma raised me right.

You id say

James_ I hate to cut this short, but I think you need your rest. Especially if you’re meeting your sister tomorrow._

You i dont want to agree but ur probably right

You whats ur name btw?

James My name? Why? Do you plan to continue texting me after tonight?

You duh ur fun to talk to

James Oh.

You or not its cool if u dont want to

James It’s James.

You nice to meet u james im (y/n)

James Nice to meet you as well.

You my sister just texted me back and were still meeting at 9 i should go 

You goodnite james

James Goodnight, (Y/N).

Oh. My. God. Had you seriously drunk-flirted with a stranger and offered to keep texting him? You had no shame with a few drinks in you.

You brought a hand up to pinch the bridge of your nose and sighed loudly.

What did you know of this James? He had a New York area phone number. Check. He could have been a real dick about your mistake but wasn’t. Understanding. Check. He worried about you getting home safely in your inebriated state. Caring. Check. Not too forthcoming with the nine to five. Secretive. Check. His mouth looked so soft and plush, and his eyes were made to drown in. Gorgeous. Check.

A heat simmered beneath your skin as you recounted the shortlist you’d made. Were you lusting over someone you’d exchanged less than forty texts with? Had you somehow woken back up in high school?

Shaking your head to clear your thoughts, you stared at the screen displaying the message thread. Were you really considering this? You nodded your head to answer your own question. Where was the harm in a little shameless flirting? If worse came to worst, you could always block him.

With your mind made up, you began typing into your phone, constructing an apology.

You Good morning! First off, I want to apologize for the way I behaved over text last night.

You Though, I do like to imbibe in the occasional drink or two, I am, by no means, a lush.

You Please take everything I said with a grain of salt. Apparently, I get loose-lipped and cheeky with free wine. 😐

You Again, I’m sorry and understand if you wanted to cease our correspondence for my behavior.

You blew out a breath and tossed your phone aside. It was up to fate now and a stranger named James.

You laid in your bed for several minutes staring at the ceiling, contemplating between whether to send a ‘haha just kidding’ text and what the weather would be like, so you could forego shaving your legs in the shower today.

Your phone chimed during the pondering of hair removal, indicating a new text. You knew it was James proclaiming you a freak and to forget his number, but secretly, you hoped it was Robyn canceling today.

Seizing the phone from your mattress top, your heart’s beat increased with each second you went without looking at the screen. Finding the courage, you flipped the device over to read the message.

James Quite the formal apology, Ms. Professor.

You smiled at the text. It didn’t tell you to pound sand or eat shit. No, it was teasing and in jest. You sighed in relief.

You Cease our correspondence too much?

James No, no it was perfect if this was 1863, and you were breaking up with me via telegraph.

You Stop!

James Exactly! ‘Never speak to me again!’ Stop. ‘It’s not you, it’s me.’ Stop.

A belly laugh disrupted the tranquil air of your bedroom. You quickly thumbed out a reply once you caught your breath.

You You’re incorrigible.

James I’m glad to see you are using proper capitalization and punctuation this morning.

You Ha!

You When you are buzzed and/or tipsy, capitals and periods be damned. Like you’re so perfect when you’re drunk.

James We all have our flaws.

Was he implying he was a sloppy texter when drunk, too? You shrugged it off as him being cryptic again.

You What are you doing up so early on a Saturday? I didn’t wake you, did I?

You were suddenly stricken with guilt. You should have waited for a more reasonable hour to send out rapid-fire apology texts. Not at 6:36 in the morning. You didn’t want last night’s behavior hanging over you, though. Better to clear the air now than later. You could always ask for forgiveness again if you had disturbed his sleep.

James I had just gotten back from my run when I saw your texts. I have training this morning.

You Oh, right. For your hush-hush, super top secret mission/quidditch game.

You You ever gonna tell me what you really do?

James_ Maybe. Someday._

How far away was someday? Was he planning to text you until you both died or until he got bored? How did texting relationships even work?

You Or is it one of those situations where if you told me you’d have to kill me?

James 😈

You There you go again--being all mysterious.

James Keep ‘em guessing and coming back for more.

You Has that strategy worked well for you in the past?

James Got you to text me again this morning, didn’t it?

You scoffed at what he had suggested. He was correct, but your stubborn streak would deny everything.

You The only reason I texted you this morning was to apologize for acting like a drunken fool last night.

And to squash the curiosity burning in your veins. But he didn’t need to know that.

James Oh.

The reply caused you to furrow your brow and your stomach to drop. You regretted not adding more levity to your last text. Of course, it wasn’t the only reason you were drawn to him.

You I appreciate that the selfie you sent wasn’t a dick pic. And you genuinely seemed to care about me getting home safely. Thank you.

You And maybe- a teeny, tiny bit- is honestly interested in getting to know you better.

You waited on pins and needles for his text, watching the pulsing ellipsis on your screen. Was he just humoring you?

James Hook. Line. Sinker.

Reading his response generated a flush from your jaw to your hairline. You growled in embarrassment. You fell for the oldest trick in the book. He baited you for a compassionate answer, and you delivered beautifully. Hook, line, and sinker, indeed.

You You’re an ass. I take everything back.

James Don’t be mad. I wasn’t sure how it was going to go, but you played into my trap wonderfully.

James If it makes you feel any better, all kidding aside, I want to get to know you better too.

James I fell asleep with a smile on my face last night and woke up with one this morning.

James Because of you, (Y/N).

A flutter broke apart in your chest. You hadn’t time-traveled back to high school; no, this was junior high territory.

You You’re lucky you’re so damn charming, James.

James Doll, you have no idea.

The subway ride into Manhattan usually gave you the chance to get a little reading in since it took nearly fifty minutes from Queens. Not today, though. You spent the entirety of the train ride texting back and forth with James. It was mundane stuff, but you were getting a grasp of who James was as a person.

You Favorite color?

James Black. You?

You Blue.

You Favorite ice cream flavor?

James Chocolate. Yours?

You Ben & Jerry’s Cherry Garcia.

James I didn’t realize we were getting specific.

You We weren’t, but that’s my favorite.

You Favorite movie?

James I like the classics- The Wizard of Oz, It’s A Wonderful Life, Frankenstein.

You I have too many to list, so don’t ask.

You Okay. Lightning round because I’m almost to my stop.

James Where are you going again?

You paused your reply for a brief second, wondering if you should divulge your destination. You’d known James less than twenty-four hours; although, it felt like weeks after this morning. Where was the harm in telling him where you were meeting your sister? There were nearly nine million people in this city. There was no way you’d ever bump into each other.

You A bakery in the Upper East Side called Two Little Red Hens. Ever been?

James Don’t think I have.

You Well, since you like chocolate, they have a fantastic cake called Brooklyn Blackout. Super rich but delicious.

James Sounds right up my alley.

You Cats or dogs?

James I’m gone too much, so cats.

The answer piqued your interest. Maybe he was an athlete. Wouldn’t it be practice and not training, though? Or he’s FBI or CIA.

You Socks on or off for sleeping?

James Off.

You Silver or gold?

James Silver.

You Morning, noon, or night?

James Night.

You How do you take your coffee?

James Room for sugar and creamer.

You Boxers or briefs?

James Boxer briefs.

You laughed out loud, looking around the subway car to see if anyone was paying attention to you. Per usual, they weren’t.

You Touché.

As soon as the train stopped, you gathered your purse close to your body and made for the exit. You followed the crowd of fellow passengers through the turnstile and ascended the stairs onto street level.

The morning sunlight caressed your skin like a warm blanket. The humidity wasn’t too bad, yet, but the threat of afternoon thunderstorms still hung in the air.

Even with the reasonably early hour, the sidewalk was stuffed with people, carrying to-go coffee cups or shopping bags. You fought for your little spot of real estate on the grimy concrete.

Stopping at a red traffic light, waiting to cross, you typed out another question for James.

You Pineapple on pizza--yay or nay?

The light changed as you finished, and the throng of pedestrians around you guided you across the street. You spotted Robyn outside the bakery as your phone dinged with a new text alert.

“Wow, I’m surprised you made it on time,” Robyn said as you hugged hello.

You looked at the clock on your phone. 8:58. “You and me both, sister.” Glancing back at your phone’s screen, you giggled.

James What kind of monster puts pineapple on their pizza??

“What’s so funny?” Robyn asked as you accompanied her through the bakery’s door.

With a grin on your face, you punched out a quick reply:

You Well, it was nice knowing you, James. It was a swell friendship while it lasted--a whole 11 ½ hours.

Robyn elbowed you softly in the ribs with a look on her face, seeking an explanation.

“Ow,” you grunted. “What?”

“You tell me. I half expected a zombie to walk through the doors today after your text last night. Not Suzie Sunshine.”

You both edged closer to the counter as the line in front of you dwindled.

James Say it ain’t so, doll! Pineapple on pizza? Really??

You let out a low chortle as you skimmed the text. You glimpsed up at Robyn as you shuffled forward in line again. “Believe me, I’m pretty hungover,” you replied, shoving your phone in your back pocket. “It’s a funny story. I’ll tell you everything when we sit.”

Robyn stared at you warily, still trying to figure out what had come over you. “Okay,” she conceded, stepping to the register to order.

With each of you supplied with an iced coffee and a peach ginger scone, you found an empty table by a window along 2nd Avenue and proceeded to tell Robyn about James.

When you stopped to catch your breath, remembering the whirlwind the last twelve hours had been, you peered at your sister for her reaction.

She stared at you like you’d grown a second head. She shook her head in disbelief. “(Y/N), what where you thinking?”

Your brow pinched in confusion. Was she actually scolding you? You crossed your arms over your chest. “I was thinking about how my big sister is always telling me to meet new people and how it’s time I thought about settling down.”

“Not like this it’s not,” she hissed. “This is how your body parts end up in someone’s freezer!”

You choked on the piece of scone you shoved in your mouth before she started ridiculing you. After coughing to clear your airway and taking a sip of your iced coffee, you leered at Robyn. “Oh, my god! Dramatic much? Have you been binge-watching Dateline again? Jesus Christ, Robyn, he’s harmless,” you countered.

“You think you’ll be so careful, but you’ll let one little detail slip, and he’ll find you,” Robyn said before taking a pull from her coffee.

“You mean, like, how I was meeting you at Two Little Red Hens at nine o’clock?”

Robyn’s mouth popped open in an O. “What the hell, (Y/N)?” she stage-whispered. “Are you trying to get yourself kidnapped and sold into sex trafficking?”

“Please,” you drew out in one long syllable. “He doesn’t know what I look like. How would he snatch me?”

“He could look you up on Facebook.”

“Without a last name?” You shook your head, no.

“What about a reverse search on your number?” Robyn asked, pushing the plate holding her scone away. “That’s a thing.”

“Perhaps, but it seems like a lot of effort for a mistake I made. It wasn’t like he was seeking me or anyone else out.”

Robyn huffed out a breath and folded her arms in exasperation. Always the protective big sister. You could tell you were breaking her down, though.

“C’ mon, Robbie. It’s all in innocent fun. I’m not saying I’m hoping he’ll turn out to be Mr. Right, but the banter is fun,” you remarked. “James is charming and witty and nice to talk to.”

Robyn shook her head once more, frowning. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”

You reached across the table for her hand and squeezed gently. “Me too.” You smiled slyly, remembering last night’s dinner and Timmons gushing about The Avengers. “If not, I know how to get ahold of a couple of centenarians who know chivalry isn’t dead.”

Chapter One | Chapter Three

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