#it lost in some competition or smth

[autumndragon]

I think the real question that nobody is asking is what happened to Snotlout’s yak? The initial singetail episode, he went to the effort to keep that thing safe multiple times. He even had hookfang fly back to the burning island to grab him. So now I wonder, where is Yakkity Yak?

YOU'RE SO RIGHT THO

part of me wants to say he probably took it to the Edge, or maybe Spitelout brought it with him back to Berk! he was an important part of the journey, after all. in any case, Yakkity Yak either does wonderfully in the new Jorgensen Yakmaster trap, or he's grazing peacefully in the open fields like he's always wanted<3

the other part of me is really worried the same happened to him as what happened to the twin's pet yak, Sam. in the episode "Bing! Bam! Boom!", Ruff and Tuff said their parents took the yak to the farm, "to live", and if it hadn't been for the "delicious steak dinner" and the "new fur jackets" they got that night, they might have been more heartbroken about it...

[httpsserene]

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📖ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: you start showing interest in sim racing. max's only option is to turn you into the best virtual-racer there ever was--well besides himself, of course. 📖ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: fluff. brain vomit. formatting (done on mobile💀). tiniest explicit reference. not edited. 📖ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2k words 📖ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: max verstappen x fem!black!reader 📖ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: headcanons & smau 📖ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ: word on the streets • key glock

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴀᴄᴇ: thought about this the whole time i was working. and then some man had the exact same voice as max and i genuinely almost dissolved into thin air because i felt like max was punishing me for thinking about this on the clock :) anyways, hope u enjoy the brainrot, loves !!!

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you were probably unaware that sim racing was even a thing until you started dating max

like you’ve seen the funny little twitch clips of people playing driving simulators and being absolute menaces on the road, but you never knew actual virtual racing was a thing

anyways, whether or not you consider yourself a gamer in this scenario, you’ve always been pretty down to play videogames with max.

he absolutely annihilates you in FIFA, and no matter how much he tries to help you, you’re a lost cause

in return, you embarrass him in COD; he should’ve looked at your kd-ratio before he tried to play with you

but, sim racing 🧐

i mean, like, you never even fully considered that you could sim race at all, like not for leisure at least

max takes that shit seriously, he’s a part-time f1 driver full time simracing twitch streamer 😤

you are always around watching him practice on the sim, playing the f1 games, and even tuning in for his iracing competitions

at first, whenever max would stream you would probably be doing other things with your time

your hair, cleaning, self-care, cooking, etc.

eventually, you started migrating to sitting on the couch off-camera and watching him drive irl instead of having the stream on in the background

you were originally like, “oh it’s just because i wanna drool over his massive veiny hands” 🤤

but now it’s like “oh i wonder what each button he presses with his nicely proportioned fingers on the steering wheel does?”

and slowly it transforms from “wow my boyfriend is so cool” to “wait…this sim-racing thing is kinda cool”😵‍💫

now imagine you being like “lol wait a minute now” and being like i'm only interested in because my boyfriend loves it 🤥

in order to disprove this theory you start to ask max questions about virtual racing

not that you wouldn’t before, but they were fairly surface level; now you’re asking him about tactics, strategies, and track conditions etc.

and max is fucking thrilled 🫨🫨🫨 !!!

he eagerly answers all your questions (maxplaning 🥱), going way more into depth than you were expecting, but what did you think was going to happen

max is always happy to ramble about any small facet of virtual racing (doesn’t matter if it’s the sim, or iracing, or f1 2023) but

it makes him really pleased that you’re showing a genuine interest in it because most people don’t

you support him in anything he wants to do wholeheartedly, and listening and answering your well thought out questions has him falling head over heels for you again

so, he thinks nothing of it other than you being the best girlfriend he’s ever had and trying to learn more about what he loves

his previous girlfriends didn’t really care to understand how important vr racing was to him

they all just saw it as him playing a “game” and him wasting time when they could’ve been on dates or smth

anyways

everything is going fine and dandier, max continues to answer all of your vr racing questions, and you continue to watch him pilot the sim

until, he catches you watching a beginner’s guide on f1 2023 and get’s so jealous 😒

bro is all like “wtf, you’re watching some lame ass unranked gamer when i’m your professional driver boyfriend who does this for a living?? hell nah if you want to start playing i’ll teach you”

you’re just like, “nahhhh….i don’t want to waste your time trying to teach me, it’s not worth it. i’m not even a good driver irl, so—“

max shuts that down expeditiously

if his girlfriend wants to start vr racing, he only has one option

make you the best virtual racer there ever was (excluding him)

you’re wide-eyed like, “i just wanna go vroom vroom in circles for fun 😭”

max deathly serious, “that was never an option”

he enlists you in his virtual-racing training camp

if you are aware of the disney rapid training montage where the mc sings one song and suddenly they’re the best fighter ever, that’s how i imagined it

mulan, for example, i’ll make a man out of you

max reveals his inner george russell, he becomes a power point king

instead of date nights being cute pottery classes—they turn into him teaching you the parts of the car, the buttons on the wheel, f1 2023 settings breakdowns, reviewing iracing competitions etc.

eventually max finally allows you to play on the sim after he thinks you’ve got the theory down pretty good

you suck at first 🤗

but then you start clocking in some hours

after work, during your “lunch break”, using the sim while max is gone and playing during all the practice and media sessions

whenever max is gone, and you have any questions or ask for feedback on how to get better, you text him all about it, of course not expecting an immediate response back

max has told you before that he likes getting out of the car after a practice session and checking his phone to see all the missed messages from you with some wishing him luck and the others asking for his thoughts on your strategies

one day, he’s going for lunch with some of the other drivers and they start to make fun of him for how he’s stuck in his phone, heart-eyes and all as he rapidly texts you

they probably think that you’re sending him cute texts or photos like that one time they caught him looking at photos of you and learned he had a locked photo album of you on his phone ☠️

max remains unbothered under their teasing thinking, “they don’t know my gf can out pace them by .200 in f1 2023”

max even personally bothers christian into getting him another sim for you

christian is so tired of you two, max won’t leave him ALONE

i think max would text his team principal screenshots of your lap times and make jokes about it

“if checo keeps dnf-ing, my gf can fill in”

christian gets you the goddamn sim 😒

y’all procrastinate on building and calibrating it, max more so because it means his chair would stop smelling like you 🥺

you get it set up, but you still play on his sim every once in a while after he told you that because you’re a simp

he goes to stream one day, planning on practicing with the redline team for an upcoming iracing event

and the man almost BREAKS HIS LEGS trying to sit down because you forgot to move the chair back after you were done using it 😭😭

in between his groan of pain he let’s it slip “ow fuck, my girlfriend forgot to move the seat back after she was done”

chat goes ducking crazy

yooo, what? ur gf sim races???

is she good???

max is like “hell fucking yeah my girlfriend is great sim racer, she could replace one of the boys at redline if she wanted too!”

(team redline sweats anxiously, mics now suspiciously silent)

max continues, “well she is not as great as me, but she’s good i guess”

stream chat “they are going to have babies that completely dominate f1” “if their babies are born in the netherlands we will be stuck in purgatory cursed with hearing the dutch anthem forever”

max continues with his practice but everyone is begging to see you play, even some of the redline guys are asking questions

they wanna know if they’re really at risk of you stealing their seat

max gives up and turns to you on the couch with a smile and says, “i will beg, schatje. do not put it past me, we all want to see you drive. some people are saying i’m lying so you have to prove them wrong🙇🏼”

you’re like “what 😅 no 😧i suck 🤭 at this 🤗” but you’re already getting up and walking over to boot up your sim

the urge to flex on people and embarrass them is something both you and max share

max opens f1 2023 and starts a party for just you two, and you both decide to do quali laps at zandovoort

you do your hot lap first, and max goes after you

max y’ know, probably thinks that he can take it relatively easier on you, there’s no reason to put 100% effort into something for fun, so he puts in 95% 😀 (competitive boy)

and you know that one nepenthez meme

that’s how this goes

max is like, already rambling to the stream “yeah that’s a comfortable p1, she still has a lot to learn before she can beat a world champ—P2??!!!! 😧😳”

you’re just in the background in your sim chair, turned facing the camera with an innocent little smirk smile on your face ☺️

you got pole by .050, and chat starts bullying max, the redline boys laughing hysterically in his headphones

max requests a rematch and promptly annihilates you :)

i like to imagine that eventually you start joining max’s stream and the two of yous start having little racing tournaments whenever you guys have the time

omg could you imagine the little championship ceremony where you put party hats on jimmy and sassy and have fake little tiny gold trophies for whoever wins 🥹

imagine one day ‼️ you actually start doing iracing events, and just working your way up to being one of the best 😌

ANYWAYS to wrap it up, best teacher max ever

virtual racing 🤝 strong relationships

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yninstagram baby. baby—😭😭😭😭

➥ maxverstappen1 i love you

➥ yninstagram what the fuck has gotten into you 😳 i love you, maxy 🫶🏽

user the way ‼️ he cradles ‼️ her head 😭😭

danielricciardo3 this genuinely the sappiest thing max has ever said

➥ maxverstappen1 do not worry daniel you are the only man for me

➥ user my therapist will be hearing about this

user the fact that max personally handmade that meme 💀

user never thought i’d see the day that max uses the kneeling emoji

➥ maxverstappen1 i’m on my knees for her more often than you think

➥ user alRIGHT go ahead and clock out for me 😒

➥ redbullracingf1 do you remember the media training we had two days ago, max?

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[luffyvace]

MORE LUFFY RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Yeahhh!!! Luffy hcs we’re what my first ever hcs were about! Look how far I’ve come! I love Luffy and I’m so proud of myself! enjoy these Luffy hcs lovely readers <3

Bathing together is SUPER FUN

and messy

you have lots (too many) bubbles

and yes bath toys

even stuff that’s not supposed to be in the bath-

like sticks-

let him tell it they’re swords

he personally doesn’t bathe bc he doesn’t care

even if its mandatory seeing as though no one wants to smell all that funk 😀

so he canonly bathes once a week right??

with you !! He can bathe at any time!

why? Cuz it’s funn 😆😆

you turn it into a game! an adventure!

so now he looks forward to bath time ;3

luffy splashes water everywhere

I wouldn’t be surprised if the ceiling is drenched with that dude’s strength 😂🤦‍♀️

it takes you FOREVER to clean up

but you know what takes even longer?? GETTING HIM OUT THE BATH

”AWWW but we were having sooo much FUUUUN (NAAAAAME)”

actually it did take a long time til you found a cheat code 😋

tell him sanji’s making food!!

ez way to get him out 😎

The final boss tho??

is getting him to help out with cleaning the mess up

especially after you told him there’s food around🧍‍♀️

Now bro’s DEFINITELY not listening 🙉

unless you use another cheat code (saying you’ll tell sanji not to give him any meat til he helps clean up)

your not getting any help buddy..

he’s already gone by the time you get him out the bath 🤷‍♀️

but again! If you use cheat code no.2 you can get him to help :)

which leads me to…!

Cleaning together !!

which turns into a game too :P

well, more like a competition-

Because that’s the only way you’ll keep him from getting bored and complaining instead of actually cleaning

even with meat on the line 🤭

‘it’s just so boriiiiiiiing ☹️‘

- according to luffy

so yes! You propose a competition!

and whoever cleans the fastest wins the prize of…….you guessed it! MEAT!

now he’s up like a whirlwind, swiping up all the soap with a towel and water with tissue 😏

you probably don’t even have to do anything anymore 😜

he may have won the battle but you won the war

eating together can also sometimes be a competition

now you can win by playing it smart like Uta

or just agree so he can leave you to eat, without actually trying

but if it’s not a competition…it’s certainly a war..

and I mean the dangerous one every straw hat goes through each time sanji calls in for food..

Luffy stealing your food!!!

😦😦

no but seriously, not even you, Luffy’s s/o gets the benefit of the doubt⁉️

it’s every man for himself in the dining room 😂😂

if your intelligent, depending on if your more like Robin or Nami you’ll either be unbothered about his antics or super annoyed

with being unbothered you’ll have a lot more peace of mind

and luffy will probably get away with more of his tomfoolery because you put up with him 😆👍

however with a s/o more like nami who gets annoyed easily, yeah he’s not getting away with any of that

thankfully for her, nami has less to stress over now (you take 50% it’s a requirement)

If your more carefree like luffy

i can guarantee you’ve got on like every straw hats nerves at least once

oddly enough I have a feeling you haven’t been able to bother brook just yet

dude’s 90 he got bigger problems..

but yes you terrorize everyone (even outside the straw hats) whether it’s intentional or not

if your strong it’s a relief for luffy not to have to worry about you and he’ll send you to defeat some guys, protect the ship or protect one of your weaker Nakama

he highly believes in you and your capabilities likes he believes in Zoro 👍

he also doesn’t have to worry about strong attacks hurting you as badly or if you go off on your own/get lost or separated or smth

especially as his s/o

if your weak he probably worries about you a little bit more but all the straw hats can handle themselves to some sort of extent

and he knows for sure you won’t go down without a fight!

and that you can at least hold over until he gets there

then he’ll beat the crap outta those guys!

he always tells someone strong to go with you to fights or what might be dangerous

if he doesn’t have to be somewhere for some reason, he’ll go himself!

he just wants to know your safe :)

Luffy loves you because your you! and he really just appreciates that fact in itself.

he looks past physical appearances completely and goes straight for personality

and even then he doesn’t judge that!

point is, no matter what type of anything you are, Luffy loves you because he just does.

he gets a funny feeling in his stomach and he gets extra excited!

Luffy loves you.

He simply does.

and there’s no explaining why.

These were short but sweet<3

to which i hope you enjoyed them💗

[katsu28]

hi my lovely kait!

i saw your requests were open and i actually was thinking about if ive ever requested smth from you before (i think maybe once but im not sure)

i was wondering if i could get ‘Kissing away their tears’ with charles but i wouldn’t mind if you wanted to do it with anyone else as well! i’ve been craving some hurt/comfort.

love you and have an amazing day <33

hali!!! love u love u thank u for being so sweet <3 here's some hurt and (hopefully) some comfort for u!

charles leclerc x reader, 1.4k. request something from here!

You can tell that Charles is dejected the moment he climbs out of the car. He doesn’t have that spring in his step he usually gets after an exhilarating race, and his feet drag on the asphalt as he trudges over to the weighing station with the rest of the grid, barring the podium goers. 

Carlos finished high up in the points, which is a win for Ferrari and you know Charles is happy for him, but you can’t imagine what it must feel like to constantly miss out on points and positions while his teammate consistently comes out in the top five every time. 

Formula One is a different breed of competition—your teammate might be your friend, but they’re also one of your biggest rivals. You fight to keep your seat, race after race, season after season, and this downhill spiral Charles has been in ever since his home win has been disheartening to say the least. 

You don’t know much about the strategy of it all, but you know Ferrari’s hasn’t been working out for him. He’s had a rough go of it lately, and your heart hurts for him. 

Charles looks up to where he knows you are, lifting his hand in a haphazard wave at you before being ushered away to the media pen. You’ll wait for him where you always meet him after races.

Somehow, he looks even more defeated than before as he trudges into his driver room after post race interviews conclude. He throws his paddock pass off to the side. You’re sitting up on the countertop, legs swinging mindlessly, only stilling when Charles shuts the door behind him. 

“Hey,” You say softly, gently. 

“Hi. Thank you for coming.” He tries his attempt at a smile, but it doesn't reach his eyes. You hold out your arms, and immediately, Charles steps forward, folding himself into your embrace. You know Charles well enough to know that he won't believe you if you compliment him right now, so you don’t. You sit with him in the heavy silence instead, waiting for him to make the first move. “I’m sorry I could not do better.” 

“You did the best you could with what you were given, Charles,” You say assuringly, rubbing a hand over his shoulders. He sighs long and hard, like you’re just telling him what he wants to hear. “I’m proud of you.” 

“Can we just go back to the hotel now?” He asks quietly, muffled because of how his face is buried into your neck. “I’m done for today. Anything else can wait until tomorrow.” 

“Of course,” You hum, carding a gentle hand through his hair one more time before releasing him. Before he can get too far, you kiss him, short and sweet. He smiles then too, a little bigger than before, but still quite sad. 

Charles puts on a pleasant facade as you make your way through the paddock back to the car park, taking pictures with waiting fans, signing things for them if he can reach them like most drivers do whilst leaving the track. Most of them are sweet to him. They tell him to keep his head up and believe, that a few bad races don’t discredit how talented of a driver he is. 

There’s a few hecklers as usual, upset fans who’d made bets on Charles’ performance and lost that money, people who say he could be doing so much better—as if them telling him that would magically make everything alright again. You give your own deadpan stare to that lot from where you hover a good distance away from him, not caring that they can definitely see you. 

Charles may be media trained, but you’re not. You have no problems with shutting up a few twats with your expertly crafted death glare. Fred Vasseur might call you in for a meeting with the PR team if he sees the photos on social media, but you don’t care. 

The car ride back to the hotel is understandably silent, but Charles still holds your hand tightly, rubbing absentminded circles along your skin because it soothes him, every so often lifting it to press a kiss to your knuckles. You don’t push him to talk, and you don’t think you need to. You know him well enough to know he’ll let you in when he’s ready. 

Dinner is room service and holds a little more conversation, though you can tell Charles is still off in his own world, thinking about everything that’s gone wrong these past few races, wondering if he could’ve done anything to get a better outcome. 

You come out of the bathroom after brushing your teeth, well and ready to go to sleep and forget this day, but instead you find your boyfriend sitting at the end of the bed, hunched over with his head in his hands. At the sound of the door opening, he looks up, and you can tell he’s been trying hard not to cry. 

Glassy eyes stare back at you, the beautiful green eyes that you adore filled with so much pain and sadness it makes you want to cry too. His teeth dig hard into his bottom lip, but it still wobbles just the slightest. 

It isn’t until you’re across the room, sliding on your knees to hug him against you that the final string holding Charles up snaps, and he leans into you heavily, pressing his face against your shoulder with a shuddering breath. He cries and cries, and you let him, holding him as tight as you can just so he knows you’ve got him. 

You’ve always got him. 

His body shakes with silent sobs, hot tears soaking into your shirt, and all you can do is murmur quiet reassurances into his ear, even if the feeling of wet cotton against your skin makes you want to peel yourself out of it. Charles needs this, needs to let it all out so he can focus on what lies ahead without being dragged down by the past. 

Eventually, his sobs come to a hiccupping stop. He lifts his head, red rimmed eyes meeting your own tearful ones. His nose is even running a little bit, and if it were anyone else you’d push them away, but it’s Charles. “I’m sorry. I don’t—I don’t know why…” He trails off without finishing his sentence, seemingly at a loss for words. 

“Oh, my love,” You sigh, stroking both thumbs over the apples of his cheeks. You press your lips against his, hoping it can convey just how much you love him without you having to even utter the words, wiping away his tears gently before drawing back to look at him. As much as you hate it when Charles cries, he’s pretty like this. Tears cling to long, dark lashes, mussed hair a soft tornado of brown from how your fingers had been running through it. “You have nothing to be sorry for. And you never have to explain anything to me, yes? I’m here for you, always, no matter what.”

“Thank you,” He murmurs, leaning back in with his forehead against yours. “Thank you, mon amour. Your support, your love, it means everything to me. You are why I can keep doing this. ” 

You shake your head. “No I’m not.” Charles cocks his head, and you poke his chest, right over his heart. “That is why you can keep doing this.” 

One more poke, this one softer and on his forehead. “And this. Your mind and your heart, your determination, your strength, that is why you keep going. You are the most hard working, talented, brilliant driver I’ve ever seen. You can bounce back from whatever this is, and you will. But not because of me, because that’s the kind of person you are.” 

Charles pats the spot next to him and you oblige, looping your arm through his once you’re there, leaning against his shoulder now. He lays a lingering kiss to the top of your head, a silent gesture of appreciation towards you. He appreciates you more than he can put into words sometimes, a fact that hasn’t and will never change.  

Even though he’s still frustrated and sad and upset, this silence seems considerably lighter as you sit with him. You hope for brighter days ahead, and you’ll always try your best to be his strongest support system, no matter what the future holds.

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[numberonecodwomenfan]

ok yall heres my thoughts for a potential olympics au.

price boxes. 100 percent. no clue why but he just has the Vibes. it’s definitely not his first olympics. he’s getting close to retiring from the olympics (which no is not an old man joke, they genuinely just have a very small age window to be like in their prime to compete. simone biles is 27 and she’s considered on the older side for olympic athletes).

gaz does gymnastics. look at him man he just looks like a gymnast. it’s his first olympics and while he’s not really an underdog he’s not very well known. he is however definitely getting the stephen nedoroscik treatment (immediately becoming the country’s sweetheart, having tons of fan edits, etc).

soap plays soccer (IT’S CALLED SOCCER 🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸) as a goalie and again, scotland’s sweetheart. they eat him UP. i mean look at him why wouldn’t they. he and gaz become immediate friends in the village and post online together. they make jokes on tiktok about getting freaky on the cardboard beds (ilona maher and nicole heavirland style) and no one ever shuts up about it. he’s new to the olympics as well.

ghost plays rugby because he’s massive and angry. i feel like this is his second olympics and he’s lowkey still mad his team lost last time but he’s pretending not to be 😭 he doesnt participate much in the dicking around, but since he, price, and gaz are all team england he gets spotted in some of the online shenanigans (can u tell i pay more attention to the athletes goofing off online than the actual games)

farah i feel does beach volleyball. shes tall (5’8” which is crazy because she looks SHORT next to some of the other characters) so good for volleyball, and i’d imagine urzikstan’s team would unfortunately be pretty small considering. yk. so they might only have enough athletes for beach volleyball since it only requires 2 players. im imagining this to be set in a world where farah wasn’t leading the ulf but the occupation and stuff still happened, but it’s over and urzikstan is slowly healing again. throughout the competition farah is very vocal about her pride for her country and she talks about her brother and parents, and says that she’s competing in honor of them. she also becomes one of those athletes that everyone roots for no matter where theyre from, simply because of a) how good she is, and b) the way she speaks about her family and her country, and how emotional it makes people.

alex surfs. look at that man and tell me he doesnt surf. i know we agreed he’s from some podunk midwest town but i can also totally imagine him being from like socal and being the most doofy surfer dude. he meets farah in the olympic village and is immediately infatuated. also i feel like he would have an obsession with one of the foods there like that norwegian swimmer with his chocolate muffins and post about it online.

(again can yall tell i pay more attention to the athletes dicking around on tiktok than the sports)

i wanna say rudy and alejandro both do equestrian because yk. vaqueros. but i cant tell if it’s too on the nose. let me know ur thoughts.

laswell does archery. i believe its one of the sports that is more likely to have “older” athletes (although i could be wrong) and i imagine laswell is like 45 ish. lesbians love her. this is not her first rodeo she has olympic’d before. people see her talking to alex on the boat during the opening ceremony and theyre like “is she his mom or smth wtf???” bc they look similar and they eventually just lean into it. like yeah this is my mom she’s like 7 years older than me. dont think about it too hard the numbers make sense. i swear.

könig wrestles because he’s massive. i fear booktok gooners would obsess over him and it would simultaneously give him a huge ego boost but also make him deeply uncomfortable. he’s a good wrestler tho so he toughs it out 😭 the gooners see him without the doofy little wrestler cap for the first time, realize he’s fugly, and move on. he can live in peace again.

horangi does shooting because i keep seeing that hot korean shooter kim yeji everywhere and shes so cool. also bc horangi is in the military in game so um. yeah. dude is cool as fuck and he knows it.

[omar-bb]

notes & quotes from omar's live today

he wanted to release Red Light sooner but he and his team wanted to get it right

he's excited to headline at Gröna Lund - gonna be playing a new song there and at his other shows this summer!

"one of my favorite songs. i'm telling you, you will fucking choke when you hear that one. it's dark, it's dirty, it's groovy..."

"should I leak some of it? it would be fun for you to be able to sing along..."

"i hope it's fine by my team that I just leaked that"

"maybe it'll be the next single after Red Light. only maybe. I'm not promising anything"

someone asked about an Asia tour - "I cannot be live bc I'm gonna leak a lot of shit. But you wanna know something funny? This song .... it is actually a k-pop pitch song from start. it was made with k-pop in mind. it is not fully k-pop and now that i've been doing my touch on it, it is a little less k-pop but.. they actually wrote the song k-pop in mind."

teased doing a tour in the future

another "leak" - "I was actually meant to go to korea like right now or a month ago, like after the oscars ... i was supposed to go to korea. but it never happened. i was very sad. but maybe one day.

he had a scared moment where music started playing in the other room and he thought it was an unreleased song but it was just his alejandro tiktok lol

inspo for red light? "I didn't write the song ... it was a demo that got sent to me. at first ... it was a girl singing red light, and when i heard it the first time i was like yo this sounds like fucking rihanna ... i was like is this a long lost rihanna song? this is the greatest thing i've ever heard. and then i just fucking took it. i was like this is my song before rihanna takes it from me. and now it's my song."

Red Light music video when? "we shot a visualizer, so it's not a music video ... it's very beautiful. very stunning. i've never done anything like that. ... it's not a real music video. it's more visuals for the song."

will be doing red light on 25 may and also a new song

"you'll hear a whole new omar when you hear that song"

he has been replying to messages in his community on whatsapp and sms. they'll be leaking more stuff through there

new OMR Beauty product when? "....................... stay tuned"

"you will die when you see the next launch of OMR Beauty. that's all I'm saying. Next!!!"

will he start a fashion brand? "i don't really have the time for that unfortunately. ... not for now"

thinks he is not gonna bleach his hair

Someone asked red light spanish version when? and he sang a bit of it in spanish

omar backflip when? "when i'm in heaven"

is he going to act again?"i'm actually reading some scripts right now. just reading, it's not anything happening really yet, just testing the waters. we'll see, i would love to act. i actually miss acting, it was a fun time ... nothing will ever be like YR obviously, but just the thought of meeting new ppl, new friends, being together for a few weeks or a few months, and filming smth very special, that would be so much fun. ... i'm actually reading a really cool script right now" but more focusing on music right now

he has 40-50 new songs from the last year apparently??? Maybe i misunderstood this

album when? "don't know, we'll see" - he has a lot of songs and could drop an album but he wants it to be perfect so it'll be awhile

there will be red light merch this summer

he and edvin hang out sometimes

not doing Rix FM this year

there will not be 12 red light remixes lol "but maybe a few"

Eurovision 2025? "absolutely not. sorry not sorry." something about always being thrown out of the competition

he's stopped drinking coffee regularly and drinks matcha instead

someone suggested hoemars as the fandom name and he laughed lol

a lot is happening in May he says !! "y'all better eat good, sleep well" lolol

he said he might do another live next week once Red Light is out

[7ndipity]

First Date at The Carnival

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: Headcannons of what a first date with them at the carnival would be like

Warnings: none

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon for requesting this! This is such a cute idea for a first date, I really love it!

Masterlist

Requests are open

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Jin:

I think this type of date would match his vibe really well, it makes it easy for him to show off both his silly and sweet sides.

Screams his head off on the rides, even the slow, non-scary ones, just to make you laugh.

Would have so much fun trying all the different snacks and foods with you.

He would be hell-bent on winning you a plushie before y’all leave tho.

Yoongi:

He would be so cute on the first date, He’d be such a shy baby at first.

Until he wins one of the ball toss or shooting games on like the first go, and then his cockey side comes out.

I feel like y’all would get over-competitive at some of the games as a result, betting that the loser has to buy the next round of snacks.

He refuses to actually let you pay for anything tho, calls it a reward for being a good sport.

Hobi:

Oh my goodness, he would be soo cute on a date like this!

Because it’s the first date, he would be so easily flustered if you compliment him, but would still try to be cute and hold your hand or smth.

Not the best with most of the rides, but y’all would have so much fun playing games.

His favorite part tho would be just getting to know you, playing smth like 20 questions as you wander around.

Namjoon:

I would love to see him on a date like this; no worries, just him being light and goofy and having a good time with you.

Y’all would for sure get lost in the funhouse/hall of mirrors.

Would hold onto you in some way most the night, tho he claims it's to keep y’all from getting separated.

Just has so much fun just wandering around and eating junk food with you.

Jimin:

This kind of date is right up his alley, like remember when he and Jk went to Disneyland Tokyo?

Lets you pick nearly all the rides y’all go on, very much wants to match your comfort level for those things.

He does insist that y’all get the classic snacks tho, like funnel cakes and cotton candy.

Argues with himself half the night on if he should kiss you on the ferris wheel or if it’s too soon.

Taehyung:

He would be so cute, playing up the gentleman role. Brings you flowers, holds the doors for you(even on the rides) lets you have the first taste of all the food.

He has the habit of making everyone feel super comfortable, so even if it's technically a first date, it quickly feels like you’ve done this half a dozen times before.

Wants to go on the roller coasters or smth, but then hangs onto you for dear life the whole ride.

Would win y’all matching plushies or something as a memento of the day.

Jungkook:

Omg, He would be so fun on a date like this, you guys would spend ages playing games, seeing who can get the highest score.

It truly feels like you’re just hanging out with one of your best friends

If you’re cool with it, y’all would go on almost every single ride. The only thing stopping him is if there’s a size limit for little kids or if you’re scared of any of the rides.

Y’all end up staying till the park closes.

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @captainorangegoose @k4ngelz

[bunnwich]

happy holidays, renny!! here's smth small from me, i hope you like it :)

the kitchen was a mess of flour and icing tubes, the counter covered in sprinkles and cookie crumbs. leona leaned back in his chair from a distance, arms crossed, watching yuuta dedicatedly pipe details onto a gingerbread man. “you’re taking this way too seriously,” the lion beastman drawled, eyeing yuuta’s cookie—a tiny soldier with an impeccable uniform made of frosting.

“it’s not about ‘seriously.’ it’s about pride,” yuuta replied without looking up, their focus unyielding, but ears listening. “even gingerbread people deserve respect, leona.”

leona huffed, picking up a cookie and an icing tube with mocking reluctance. “respect for some commercial cookies. you’ve officially lost it, bunny.”

“better than half-assing it like someone who almost burnt the villa down,” yuuta shot back, glancing at leona’s previous attempt—a vaguely lion-shaped blob with crooked icing lines, lined over the gingerbread man template cookie they had lent him.

with an exaggerated sigh, leona grabbed another cookie yuuta had managed to salvage. “fine. if you want some effort, i’ll show you how it’s done.”

they smirked but said nothing, watching out of the corner of their eye as leona began to work. slowly, a recognizable figure took shape: wild icing hair for a mane, a slightly smug expression, and even little ears piped onto the top of the gingerbread head.

when leona finished, he held it up for yuuta to see, the corner of his mouth quirking in a self-satisfied smirk. “not bad for someone who doesn’t ‘respect’ the fucking gingerbread cookies, huh?”

yuuta leaned in, inspecting the cookie closely. “it’s… alright. tail’s too short, though.”

leona’s ears flicked, and he glared half-heartedly. “you wanna talk tails? your gingerbread looks like it’s got a licorice stick stuck to its back.”

“it’s a sword, you lion bastard.” yuuta corrected, rolling their eyes. they locked eyes for a moment before the corners of yuuta’s lips twitched upward. “not bad, though,” he admitted, tapping the edge of leona’s cookie.

leona shrugged, his tail swishing lazily. “told you i could do it if i wanted. just don’t expect me to make another.”

“good,” yuuta replied, smirking. “one’s all you’ll need—to prove mine’s better.”

leona barked out a laugh, leaning back in his chair again. “you’re on, rabbit. but don’t cry when you obviously lose.”

by the end of the evening, the kitchen was a battlefield of icing and sprinkles, the cookies a mix of chaotic creativity and sharp precision. neither would ever dare to admit, for their pride was all they had, but there was something nice and peaceful about all this. maybe they’d do it again.

WAAAAAAAAA SORU-BOO???

SORU SORU- I read this the other day I was d y i n g these two are the most competitive bitches ever istg. GFHJK. You really nailed them raaaaaaaa. YOU'RE SO SWEET YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO WRITE ME ANYTHING. Fank you for the stinkie content ilysm. HAPPY NEW YEAR💚💚💚

(them)

[mamadovie]

Could I ask for a drabble or smth where it's just after a female vampire db has found Kaidan? Like they've just gotten to Ivarstead and when he finally has the time to fully look at her cause they're able to rest at the inn, he notices there's something...off about her eyes. Glowing, slightly tinged red, etc. He asks her about it when there's nobody around--possibly slightly angsty (maybe a smidge of hurt/comfort?) because the db doesn't like being a vampire but hasn't been able to see Falion about the cure yet because she hasn't found the item she needs.

If this isn't your thing please feel free to ignore it!

𐙚 . . . KAIDAN.

A N: I love this idea sm. From what I gather, you mean when Kaidan and the MC first meet, by 'where it's just after a female vampire db has found Kaidan'? That is how I will write it, if not, I am sorrryyyy.

A B O U T: You're a vampire, and Kaidan finds out.

W A R N I N G S: Angst, blood, hunger/violence.

Your secret was a painful one, and one that had you holding your breath every time a mortal was in your presence. You didn't choose vampirism, it was cursed upon you during your travels. Even though it's a goal of yours to rid yourself of said curse, a man by the name of Kaidan flipped that plan upside down. Between the potential threat of the end of the world and the Thalmor that drove their swords up your asses at each turn didn't make it easy to find the cure.

You were hungry, so much so that your teeth ached against your gums and as the sun glared down upon you, you craved for the cold weather, where Skyrim's sky grew dreary and upsetting; everything was heightened and you felt as if you were about to pass out.

Kaidan didn't pay much attention. He was still aching at the bones from the torture that he endured up the abandoned prison. He noticed you wince whenever he'd press at the wounds, the blood seeping through his wraps. But he gathered that maybe you're a little squeamish. Who was he to judge?

And the fact that you wore your hood up all day, then again, maybe you're trying to lay low. Who knows? It's not every day that a general member of the public goes delving in abandoned prisons that's threatening to collapse. You're obviously a person that's either up to no good or up to something. He can't judge about that either. He's not exactly got the cleanest background.

So he allows space between you both. He doesn't want to step on any toes, you saved his life, and the best he can do is shut up and try to allow himself to heal.

But on the inside, you're bubbling away. Each time he unravels the wrappings, when he cleans himself, you watch the blood mingle with river, and you feel your fangs protrude in your mouth, angry and sharp. But you can't. No, you really can't. You need to heal. You need to get a black soul gem. You need to.

As the sun melts into the horizon, you watch it with glee as your shoulders sag in relief. It’s almost night, the sun would give you a few hours of mercy and Kaidan would soon sleep, leaving you to venture into the woods to feed on its wildlife — it wasn’t the best, but it helped you survive, not to turn to ash in the sun or die of literal starvation. But you couldn’t ignore the pounding in your head, you needed a cure and fast; or soon you would feed on human life, and so far, Kaidan has proven to not only be useful but he’s also not that bad to travel with. You really didn’t want to wake up covered in his blood and his body mauled like a bear lost a competition and threw a fit of rage. 

Returning from the edges of the river, an alchemy pouch dropped from his hand and onto the floor, “just found it, might have some stuff you’d like.” Kaidan shrugs, poking his fingers at the fresh wounds against his torso. Wincing, you look away and grab the pouch. 

A few ingredients flooded from the pouch but something seemed stuck, probably a stupid soul gem, not the kind that you wanted, anyway. Pulling it out, your eyes widen as you take in the inky-toned gem. “By the Gods.” You could have cried. 

“You hungry?” Kaidan asks, stirring the pot as he shrugs off the coming cold. You forgot what it felt like to feel cold. To feel anything slightly human. But you had a chance now. Finally. 

“No, I’m not.” You say, still looking at the black soul gem. “Tomorrow we're heading straight to Morthal.”

From inside of the dense thickets, your teeth ached against the withering being as it shook on the floor, sad and wide eyes blinking in paralysed terror. You learned to look away, not being able to withstand the guilt. Killing bad people is easy, robbing the rich is easier still, but taking innocent animal life stung. But it wouldn’t cost you your life in the dungeons, or getting killed by the Dawnguard. No, feasting on animals was safer. 

“What in the…” A voice, a very unique and memorable voice called from behind you. Looking back in fear, you wipe your mouth and stand up, your entire body tenses up as Kaidan watches you. Fiery red eyes, long and jarring fangs, your mouth covered in blood and your skin glowed in the moonlight. “You’re a … a vampire?”

His knuckles whiten against his sword, his jaw clenches and for the first time, he looks at you with disgust. You can smell the fear radiate from him, his blood is stricken with betrayal — you’re a liar. You deceitful little bitch. 

“No!” You shout before he walks any closer, your blood eyes shaking in… fear? He quirks a brow up, aren’t you the predator here? So why do you look so.. Ashamed. So scared. 

You’re a monster. Not something to sympathise with, you lied. Lured him in. 

“The black soul gem,” you raise it up in the air. “I filled it just. That’s why we’re going to Morthal, I know someone who can cure me, please, believe me, Kaidan.” You beg, your entire face scrunches up in remorse. 

Kaidan remains conflicted as he loosens his grip on his sword with hesitation, “why didn’t you tell me this before?” His question almost makes you laugh because isn’t it obvious?

“I knew that you would react like this. To try and kill me.” You say with a deflated tone. “Just believe me, Kaidan. I beg of you.” 

Kaidan stands in the cold for a few moments, looking you over before sighing, “fuck. Alright. Straight to Morthal, we’ll head off now. The sooner that you’re cured the better. You can't live off of animals forever.” 

You finally breathe out, your entire body relaxes as he allows the edge of his sword to drag across the floor rather than your neck as you head back to camp. You both clear the camp up and set off early into the morning where you can keep your hood off and tell Kaidan all about the curse and how it met you.

[jeanralphiosbf]

lore dump!!!

ship: jr² (jean-ralphio x jerome-reyes aka meee)

source: parks and recreation

words: 3k so far but this is still a wip so ,,

2x13 the set up- we meet when he visits the office to apply to be ron's assistant. after ron declines, jean hangs around tom/leslie's office a bit bc he's bored or whatever. i go in to get smth from leslie's part of the office and tom introduces us n we meet 🤝🤝 he's prob instantly intrigued by me bc i look #cool with my dyed hair. and i think he's Just Some Guy DKSNHS. heprobably thinks i'm cute or whateverrrr 🙄🙄

between 2x13 to 2x23 at least two months pass during these episodes so we'd get closer and become friends,,, jean sometimes stopping by initially to see tom and asking if i'm around :3c #eventually we start hanging out a bit outside of.. city hall lol. if i'm at the mall, i'd stop by lady footlocker to see him and annoy him for a bit ^__^ . for the telethon episode, he'd stay up and watch it to support (also partly bc i'm involved w it) and he'd call multiple times to donate and then stays on the line for like 15 minutes so he can talk to me lol

2x23 the master plan - i volunteer to help tom and donna set up april's birthday party at the snakehole lounge. yk jean doesn't rly help w anything wGKSN but he def hangs around me (follows me like a puppy lol) and talks to me (annoys me). during this ep jean's constantly flirting with april (which she only lets slide bc she wants to make andy jealous) but he's not even into her. he's already harboring a crush for me but he feels he might not have a shot with me (there's prob instances where he tries to flirt with me but i'm not picking up on the signals [#autism] and i think he's just joking so i jst awkwardly laugh along and don't think twice abt it. so he thinks i wouldn't be interested-) SO he flirts w her to keep his mind off me idk whateverrr. i find them being together odd but i just shrug it off like Ok. that's a thing i guess. anyways hbd april <3 fsNHS. anywaysanyways whenever he's away from her he's trying to find me (i am easy to find. partly bc dyed hair also i would just be by the bar or hanging awkwardly around ppl i know like a lost child) so we can hang out more. uhmm yeah.

3x7 harvest festival - s3 kicks off close friends era :3c i help set up the harvest festival (naturally), and jean visits once it's all up and running. 40% he comes bc it seems fun then 60% bc he wants to see me (and annoy me) hehe. we're def playing all the games there and having competition's on who's better (anytime i lose i say it's rigged and he laughs) and after i lose a couple times he feels bad and gives me some teddy bear he won to make up for it. we're absolutely going thru that corn maze, i manage to navigate thru it pretty well meanwhile he's of no help (of course) and he just watches me lol. we go on that ferris wheel (i'm internally dying bc hhh close contact makes me crazey so i keep a respectable distance but he loves being close to anyone and doesn't know what personal space is so he unintentionally scoots closer and maybe our knees brush and our shoes touch. but it's whateverr) and when we get to the top he tries to take a picture of the view and succeeds and then he tries to take a selfie of us and nearly drops his phone (i of course laugh at him)

3x9 andy & april's wedding - uhm not much to say here for this ep. jean visits andy n aprils wedding to help tom make a best man speech and they prob consult me on it and i'm just like 'oh wow that's Awful. Please use it' fSHNK and then we're all bummed when tom doesn't get time to say his speech. wish i had more to say for this ep uhh me and him just hang in the kitchen watching the wedding c: when mouse rat starts performing and everyone starts coupling up and dancing he prob drags me to dance with him (i'm the closest person to him it doesn't mean anything) (also he still does this even tho i'm like umm actually lets Not do that 😀-) (i overthink it and get confused bc some ppl are dancing slowly so i'm just . ??? and place my hands on his shoulders and he laughs and is like nooo no not that kind of dancing and i want to explode but he finds it cute)

3x13 the fight (my 2nd fav ep wooo) - i'm sitting w tom at a table and jean comes over to chat. during this ep jean constantly makes raps with ppl's names but just can't end them on a rhyme, so. Obviously. he tries to make one out of my name. he fails miserably and i'm like "....well i do have two first names, so you can try one with 'reyes'. ykno, maybe you can redeem yourself" and he does and fails again and me and tom are like "that's worse... How is that Worse" WKEHSJG. i feel like at some point i'd just be vibing by myself at a booth and he comes over n talks to me. everyone in this ep is so Out There (mainly cus they're drunk lol) and i'm just very To Myself (just in general but esp so at a club. which is not my normal environment-) and he tries to get me to have fun/be outgoing. 100% he drags me to the dancefloor (despite me saying i do not want to do that. also he clarifies he doesn't mean dance as in slow dance and he makes fun of me for trying to slow dance with him that one time but if i wanted to slow dance with him he'd be honored to do so and i'm just like '😐😐🙄🙄 Can you Shut Up. i hate you' but he just finds it funny. he looves annoying me) . also i just realized i would have to not only deal w everyone being drunk (i'm the only sober one along w chris and donna) but i'd have to deal w jean being drunk.. and he's a sad drunk (or at least with snakejuice he is)... g-dwjgsdhj. i'm just sitting at the bar on my phone and he comes up like 'heyyy *insert stupid nickname he makes up for me here* my man hows it going' and we chat which quickly turns into him just randomly discussing abt his parents unhappy marriage and how he's secretly insecure and feels so lonely etc KWGNSJD and then i'm just stuck with him. i'm Uncomfortalbe With Emotions so it's awkward for me but i do comfort him. maybe a timid hand on his back as a sign of support. idk if he'd even remember it bc of how drunk he is but if he does he'd appreciate it. i'd tell donna (who drives everyone who's drunk home) to text me when she gets him home and the next day i'd text him saying i hope he's feeling better. or whatever. omg idc

3x16 li'l sebastian - so during this ep jean tries to convince tom to join him and create entertainment 720 (multimedia conglomerate... they literally do the same stuff as waystar royco, but they don't Actually do it cus they're so bad at their jobs lmao), while also working on the memorial for li'l sebastian together. i would be helping them w the video presentation that happens later that night (i'd also help with smaller stuff for preparing the memorial). tom is off discussing plans with someone else and while jean and i work he talks abt entertainment 720, and how they'd need video editors and suggests i could work w them. i say i'm totally down for it and that it sounds fun and at the end of the episode when they create the company i work there with/for them :3

entertainment 720 time !!!! lowkey best era bc it starts best friendism + mutual pining (i finally like him lol) + has all my frens yay

it's brought up in a later episode but canonically happened during the opening day/night of their company, so i'll put this early. they throw a party for opening and during it, jean dances too hard with tessa (their receptionist. i have one-sided beef with her but that's not important here) and literally breaks a rib 😭 ,, me him and tom would leave for an ER trip and eventually tom would head back to the office, but i'd stay with jean. he's very adamant abt wanting me to head back and keep the party going ~in his honor~ but i'm like 🤨 No you Idiot i'm staying here. and i do. i think down the line, since the rib didn't heal properly on it's own, he'd get surgery (and i imagine lu [his dad], who's already a doctor, would find the best of the best for him lol). ofc i'd be there for him and help him during recovery n whatnot,,

i already mentioned what the company does a little bit, but basically they create/produce media. except tom and jean are incapable of running a business so they.. immediately kill it within two - maybe three ish months and go bankrupt wHKSNH. anyways, majority of their workload is doing like.. animal memorial videos. tom Actually knows how to edit and he's capable of Working- whereas canonically jean doesn't know a single thing abt editing. which is where i'd come in and give him a 101 on premiere. he absolutely is notttt paying attention, instead just looking at me (like that simmosa scene from superstore) and looking away whenever i glance at him. i set a project up together to show him everything and i let him try it out and he deletes shit on purpose to get on my nerves n whatnot lmao (<- likely end credits scene).

i stay after work a Lotttt. i'm a perfectionist and as soon as i finish one commission i start another (i'll have less to do the next day ok it makes sense <3). anytime i work late, he stays behind bc he doesn't want me to be alone. he also insists on driving me home instead of letting me take an uber ("it's safer!!"). the office is filled with tons of games bc no one there does any work lol- there's sections for golfing, video games/an xbox, pool, etc etc. when it's like 11pm and we're still at the office and he notices i've not taken a break for a while he would literally drag my chair away from my desk so i can either get some rest n take a nap on one of the 800 chairs/couches they have for whatever reason or he drags me to play one of the 30 games the office has with him. we'd play pool where we're both pretty bad at it lol like at best our high scores are 2-3 (either way)- i'm rusty and don't play it often so i'd maybe be struggling trying to remember how to Play The Game but he's like Hey dw i can teach you 😁 and gets behind me and puts his hands on mine and helps me with positioning the first shot while explaining the rules (we prob make up our own rules tho bc. of course) (he absolutely does this to flirt [but i don't catch on]. which frankly he shouldn't be doing since he's my boss wHKSKN he's soo lucky they don't have hr).

i know for a fact they have a x box too we'd aaabsolutely play that during late nights at the office. they'd probably have gta n stuff on there but i Knowww they'd have the Batman: Arkham Asylum and Arkham City games i feel it in my bones (i only say these two bc this season takes place in 2011-2012 and those are the only ones released of the franchise). he/tom prob got them bc they see batman and go 'oh yeah he's pretty cool'… they've probably played like 40 minutes at best bc they're not that good at fighting lol. we turn the system on one day and i scroll thru the library and get jsjldjnsg!!!! over seeing them in there and he's Intrigued and we talk abt it a lil bit and decide to play the games (i play and he commentates) and now that's like a thing we progress on anytime we're the only ones at the office and he Actually gets invested in it. he asks tons of questions abt all the characters n stuff and lets me infodump and finds it cute ghhhhhhh (also mayhaps feels a Lil bit jealous whenever i'm running around in-game to get all of the riddler trophies and infodumping abt eddie and giggling anytime he talks in-game bc i love him and he's my fav hehe)

wait sorta same vein but he'd also see me and ben talking during lunch breaks or smth abt dc or star wars (our shared special interests) and having lengthy discussions abt it and jean notices and also mayyybe feels a bit jealous over that too. so later he googles like Less Know DC Facts n stuff and next time he sees me he Casually drops them in conversation to try to impress me 😭 (he gets some of them wrong tho and i have to kindly be like '…….ok i hate to do this but actually-')

4x6 end of the world (aka my fav ep hehe) - this is the ep where Unfortunately e720 dies wHKSNG, bUT on the bright side it is also the ep where we become canon <3

i'm helping them clean out the office near the beginning of the episode (i mean they have movers taking everything out but i'd help yk). we all have drinks to celebrate :> i bring some little treats as a celebratory thing as well and we practically have our own chantony spaceforce moment (i can't find gifs of it so just watch the intro to that edit sorry 😭 altho i'll say that whole edit Is uscore)

during the planning of the party, they hire a marching band to do a drumline at some point. tom and jean get marching outfits but for whatever reason they're not matching, tom's is blue/yellow while jean's is black/pink (and i believe the band's is black/red). jean's excited to show me his outfit, since black/pink are (2/3rds of) my favorite colors and also the colors of my hair. i find it a sweet lil coincidence and don't think twice on it (he's probably trying to impress me or smth or hint that he likes me but i am #oblivious), but it's nice yk :3

me, jean, tom and donna are hanging out and discussing the party. during this, lucy (tom's ex) shows up bc jean texted her early to come visit, and she and tom reconcile/hang out for the rest of the party. i leave the group for a bit to chill out in the pirate ship bouncy castle by myself (i could probably go into 3 out of the 4 vip rooms they have, but eh). after seeing tom/lucy hit it off again, jean decides he wants to confess to me before the night's over. he eventually finds me and we just sit together talking. i go on a tangent about thanking him and tom for this opportunity and how fun it was to work w them (even tho they barely worked lmao) and to get closer w them and blah blah blah. he's quiet during this but it's not like a bad quiet, like he's just rly listening. when i finally shut up he agrees w like everything i said and just adds onto it. he says he really enjoyed my company and i'm like 'yeah :> same here' and there's just a silence (tension? 🤔) for a min while we just sit together skhDNG,, i start to talk abt smth and he just. kisses me. and i'm frozen wsDKH he thinks my reaction is negative so he starts to apologize so i'm like ??!?!?! i'm trying to talk but i can't get the words out (i am v awkward lol) but eventually i do and i'm like "!???! UhhhH NO NEEd to apologizE!! i mean i uhh i like you. too. so. yeah. There..?!? i mean.. If that kiss meant you like me?? which i hope it does? i mean it'd be kinda weird to do that if you Didn't like me??? do you?-" and i just keep going i'm basically a flustered mess and he laughs and finds it cute and he has to cut me off like 'Yes! i like you! for a while now-' and we talk and we start dating yayyy,, (ermmmmmm afterwards he asks if he can kiss me again bc that first kiss wasn't a ~real~ kiss and i can't even speak at that point i just nod. i'm like a scared chihuahua. anyways Umm we #kiss and it's maybe a tad awkward or i'm apologizing profusely bc i'm a dweeb who hasn't experienced physical affection idk what to do i'm just doing what i see in movies and he finds it cute and says it's fine and basically gives me a 101 on kissing and we're all giggly and smiley and can't keep it together bc we feel so happy ,,, also i realize how silly it is to be making out in a bouncy castle when literally anyone can just jump right in or even look inside bc it has windows lmaoo😭😭 i mean i doubt anyone there would gaf. anyways after we eventually decide to go back to a crowd of people and our friends, we'd have to keep a distance bc we're keeping it a secret. also my mom would be there too and i wouldn't want her noticing/finding out bc leslie doesn't like jean 😭)

the party continues into the morning/it seems early afternoon (since it's said they absolutely have to be out the building by 12pm that day), and everyone eventually leaves. i suggest to jean that we hit up jj's diner for some breakfast and we go do that :3c when no one's within ear shot he jokes about this being our first date and i roll my eyes hehe

ummmm during the rest of s4 we're secretly dating. i do have some lore for some eps post-getting-together but iiii don't feel like properly writing them down so. another day <3

i don't know Where but somewhere in season 5 we become public. no one is surprised wKHDNS except like.. ann and leslie. they're surprised for sure. esp leslie like it takes a whileeee for them to warm up to us together wlgdjhn

7x11 two funerals - ik this is like. a huge jump episode wise lol but i'll get around to writing lore for previous episodes at another point. anyways, s7 starts with a time jump, it's now 2017. which means in-universe, we've been together forrr six to seven ish years. during this ep tom's trying to figure out how to propose to lucy who's visiting pawnee again, and one of his ideas is to make a lil action movie short. he goes to a jewelry shop and shoots it. tom, leslie and jean are all in it while i'm the cameraman. during it tom's like.. this hero and jean's some villain and he has henchmen lol and they all fight. during it jean gets injured and gets.. slammed through a glass container with jewelry in it and hurts his back 😭 the afterward's not shown but i'd make sure he's alright and soothe him 3:

later during the ep tom decides to propose to lucy at the snakehole lounge, and jean and leslie are there trying to hype him up. i'm not in this scene but it's still important lore wise- jean and leslie watch the proposal from afar and talk abt how sweet it was. at this point, since we've been together for so long, jean's been thinking about getting me a promise ring. he tells leslie about it, thinking this is the best moment to bring it up. their relationship togethers been rocky since at first she really couldn't stand him lol but she grew to like him and think he's good for me. jean basically gushes abt me and it's rly sweet. he prob shows leslie the various rings he was thinking abt hehe (he settles on matching ones like these. i have the black one and he has the silver one :3c)

that's all i've got for now :D

[gyubasevin]

zerobaseone members reactions to "i hate you." :)

pairing; zb1 x reader

genre; angst, fluff/slightly suggestive at times :) so minors dni

word count; 2,200

warnings; toxic relationships (gyuvin), manipulation (jiwoong), cheating (taerae & hanbin), not proofread by any means, lowercase intended.

notes; idk I'm just a sucker for some good angst and i felt like this prompt is perfect for how I'm feeling rn, ALSO please keep in mind this is fake i don't think any of this would actually happen esp for hanbin I ADORE HANBIN DONT COME FOR ME PLEASE i also rlly just caved for matthews idk call me a simp or smth

zhang hao

hao couldn't help the blank stare on his face after the words left your lips. he wasn't even sure what to say, his mind just went blank in that moment as did yours, you had never imagined yourself saying those words to him, the one who made you feel more at home than any place in the world ever could. recently hao had been so focused on preparing for an important violin competition that it felt like he never was able to make time for you, when you brought it up, you went about it the wrong way which had led to a huge argument.

the look of betrayal on your lovers face really let you know how you had messed up.. "mhm?" he hummed softly, arms still crossed over his chest as he gave you a cold stare, chills going up your spine. he had his jaw clenched shut but you could see the tears welling up in his eyes. "hao.. you know i didn't mean it-" you gulped, going to grab one of his hands that was quickly yanked away from you. "i need some air." he mumbled softly, grabbing his phone from your shared kitchen counter before heading out the door, leaving you standing there in shock.

sung hanbin

"you don't mean that.. right?" hanbin tried to reason with you, both of you seated in his car after a long night out. it felt like hanbin had eyes on every person in the club except for you, recently it was like you weren't enough eye candy for him anymore and he was ready to eat up the next pretty thing to walk in the door. "i.. i don't know hanbin.." you sighed softly, staring out the window next to you as you didn't want him to see the tears finally rolling down your cheeks. you didn't WANT to hate him of course, and deep down you knew there was no way you ever could. "i promise i wasn't looking at anybody else, baby." he frowned softly, reaching a hand over to rest on your leg, giving it a gentle squeeze. "why would you think that?" hanbin hummed quietly, not really sure how to comfort you in this moment. "please just take me home." you mumbled just loud enough for him to hear, pushing his hand off your leg gently, the sound of the engine starting back up again soon to follow.

seok matthew

"oh yeah?" matthew hummed softly, laying in bed next to you as he stared at how your pretty face looked glowing in the moonlight that was just barely shining in from the window next to the bed. the two of you had just been play fighting and you just so happened to have lost miserably.

you felt your face flush under his gaze, hoping that he wouldn't notice as you nodded just a bit, " yeah.. i hate you, seok matthew." you whispered softly, just loud enough for him to hear. it was this moment that you actually realized just how deeply you had grown to love your boyfriend, joking around like this was not uncommon for the two of you though as you loved to tease one another constantly.

"mm okay, i hate you too then." he gave you the sweetest smile, slowly getting closer until your faces were just near touching. you could've sworn there were actual butterflies growing in your stomach right about now, matthews finger tips gliding up the outer part of your thigh until it reached your hip, simultaneously with his lips finally attaching to your jawline just under your lips, finding a way to kiss every single inch of your face except where you really wanted him to.

your eyes fluttered closed as your boyfriends teasing was driving you near insanity, just then you felt him abruptly move from over top of you, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked up at him. "now that we have established our hatred for one another, i guess i should just home then hm?" he gave you the cheekiest smirk. "...please get out of my face." you threw the pillow next to your head at him.

ricky

"right I'm sure you do." ricky bit the inside of his cheek as he rolled his eyes, not believing that you really hated him for a second. "you can't even look me in the eyes when you say it, y/n." he stayed seated from his side of the couch. "come on, if you want to say such things then you can grow up and say it to my face, don't look at the couch, don't look at your phone, don't look at the tv, I'm right here."

he challenged you, staring dead at you, trying to make eye contact but with the way you purposely avoided eye contact like the plague he was unable to. ricky scooted over closer to you on the couch, gently gripping under your chin (again very gently he would NEVER hurt you, if you didn't want it to happen you could easily pull away) and pulling your face to look at him.

"say it again." he was only inches away from you. how could you say it though? of course you didn't hate him. nobody understood you like ricky did, he was your boyfriend and your best friend all in one. you just can't help but feel like you are holding him back from his dreams, kpop fans were so hard on idols they found out were dating and with his debut recently confirmed and coming up, you thought coming up with some way to make him break up with you would be better than leaving him yourself.

"i.." you were barely able to mutter out your words, you could feel his breath fan across your face he was so close, "im sorry." you gulped softly as the tears began to well up in your eyes, rickys look softened a bit as he pulled you into his chest, rubbing your back gently and resting his head on top of yours. "its okay, i know."

park gunwook

"yeah yeah whatever." your boyfriend playfully rolled his eyes at you, beating you at the game you were playing together for what felt like the millionth time in a row. "its common knowledge to let your partner win AT LEAST every now and then gunwook, nobody likes a try hard." you dramatically acted super annoyed, making it very clear just how much you were teasing him and messing around.

"you think you're funny huh?" he raised an eyebrow at you, standing up from his spot and slowly but threateningly walking over towards you. your eyes widened, gulping even a little bit as he got close. you knew he wouldn't hurt you or anything, and boy were you right, instead he pounced on top of you, attacking you in kisses. gunwook truthfully is a big boy physique wise but deep down he was nothing but a softy, thankfully he only really showed this side off to you as he liked to seem cool for the cameras.

you squirmed under him as you felt the air leaving your body, laughing entirely too hard as your heart swelled, enjoying the endearing moment with someone you love so very much. "babe please-" you begged for mercy as you just giggled and giggled, eventually he had enough as he finally finished up. you had to take some deep breaths to calm down from all the laughing you had just done, genuinely unable to breathe for a minute there. "sorry.. too try hard?" he tilted his head at you sheepishly, leaning in to leave one last sweet kiss on your lips.

kim taerae

"YOU hate ME?" taerae practically scoffed in your face, tears still rolling down his face. "yeah, i guess you do hate me." he breathed out and looked down, bringing his sleeve up to try to wipe some of his tears up. "taerae.. its not what it looks like-" you try desperately to grab your phone out of your boyfriends hands, even though it was too late regardless, he had already seen the text messages between you and your ex. the only problem was the messages were from just yesterday, you don't know what you were thinking when you were texting him back but you didn't think taerae would find them.

taerae widened his eyes a bit as he heard your words "oh its not?" he pulled your screen back up to his face, "because it LOOKS like i want you so bad right now, taerae will be gone all weekend" he read one of the messages out loud that you had sent. "am i not enough for you anymore? do i not satisfy you?" you could hear the heartbreak in your sweet boyfriends little voice, his voice that was normally so powerful. you couldn't help the guilt you were feeling. "i was drunk taerae, i don't even remember sending these.." he couldn't believe his ears.

you chased taerae out the door but he had already pretty much made it to the car by time you got out there, regardless you tried to bang against his drivers side window to get him to talk with you. "i understand y/n, i want you out of this house by time i come home." then he was gone.

kim gyuvin

"then why do we still play this game y/n?" gyuvin threw his arms up in a sort of defeat, yet another argument finally wrapping up a bit. "why do we still and go around and around in circles like this? im so tired." he admitted, resting his elbows on his knees with his head in his hands. "we aren't good for each other anymore, all we do is argue." he looked up at you with his familiar swollen eyes, his entire face red from his tears. and you? you couldn't stop pacing back and forth pretty much biting your finger nails down to the bone it felt like.

"you might hate me but.. i love you." gyuvin admitted through his tears, staring up at you with the prettiest face. and this is why you could never get away from one another, you were addicted to each other. you couldn't help but walk over to gyuvin, resting his head against your stomach from his sitting position, his arms naturally wrapping around you. tears you had been holding back this entire time finally welling up into your eyes.

everyone around you two could see it just as well as you could, you were no good for one another. you spent 95% of your time together arguing even over the little things, but the other 5% gave you a feeling that you knew you couldn't get anywhere else, you could NEVER love anybody like you love gyuvin and no matter what petty things you do back and forth to one another, it will always be him at the end of the day.

"shh its okay.." you soothed him a bit, kneeling down to cup his face as you stared into his eyes. "and i love you." you smiled weakly at him, leaning up to kiss his lips sweetly, ready to repeat this entire process tomorrow knowing you end up in this same position.

kim jiwoong warning!manipulative

"oh come on baby.. we both know that's not true." you could pretty much hear the smirk in jiwoongs voice as he sat behind you, rubbing your shoulders, placing gentle kisses along the back of your neck as he went. again he had broken your new phone because he found out you were texting with a friend that he didn't approve of. "i would hate for you to hate me, because i sure do love that pretty face of yours." he tried his best to butter you up, knowing just how to get under your skin perfectly.

"you know nobody could love you like i can." your boyfriend hummed softly in your ear, "make you feel as good as i can.." his fingertips ran down your shoulder sending chills down your spine, "provide for you like i can." he leaned up to kiss your cheek sweetly, "you don't hate me, you just hate that you love me so damn much, hm doll?"

han yujin

"i said you can have it if you want it!" yujin defended himself, laughing along with you as you both walked down the street with your snow cones in hand. "no way, you totally did that on purpose." you playfully rolled your eyes at your best friend, he had gotten the last little bit of your favorite flavor before you got the chance to as he ordered first.

"i even paid for yours to make up for it" yujin pouted a bit, holding his snow cone out to you to have a bite of. you couldn't help the quiet laugh that left your lips, happily accepting the bite as it was your favorite after all. "im just messing with you yujin, its okay. but you better enjoy it.." you had to through in one last comment before nudging him a bit just to show you were messing with him.

[isa-ghost]

was reading through your q!phil hc masterpost and was wondering if you could add any of your codebreakers/etoilza headcanons into the fray…? :3

YESSSS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT TOOK THIS LONG TO GET ASKED /LH

qPhil headcanons masterlist

RESTATES for my and your convenience (heads up, there are a few suggestive/mildly explicit mentions!!):

--He's FWB with Etoiles. Extremely QPR, Etoiles is an aro king --He and Phil started out as friends and that has Barely changed if at all, but sparring matches get a little too homoerotic sometimes and neither of them can resist the other when they're popping off extra hard. Things have. Escalated a few times. If yknow what I mean. Of all Phil's harem members polycule partners, he & Etoiles have absolutely ZERO emotional investment in the Spicy(tm) things they do together. It's simply a very intimate way of showing each other their respect & admiration for the other. What they have going on is a "*spanks you* good game, let's hit the showers team" kinda deal. They're the type of mfs to finish in bed then shake hands like "gg." Casual sex is >>>> to these two, but it happens waaay less between them than it did Phil & Fit, Fitza was habitual (pre-Pac). Codebreakers is a once in a while thing --Etoiles has 100% asked Phil who fucks the best out of the polycule bc like everything else, it's a competition & he Must win, he Must have the best dick game. This amuses Phil very much --Phil is attracted to Etoiles the same way he's attracted to Fit, HOWEVER, the reasoning is different. Etoiles has raw skill and talent, but it's the way he wields it and demonstrates it that makes Phil wanna act up. Also Etoiles is fucking hilarious. Who can resist a good sense of humor? Those dramatics make Phil swoon --Etoiles is one of the people who is best at catching Phil's Tells for when something is wrong --Etoiles is one of few people who can convince (or goad) Phil into doing something he normally wouldn't, especially if he's drunk --Speaking of Phil being drunk around Etoiles, the way he can still absolutely body someone or snipe smth from miles away makes Etoiles want to kiss him stupid --Etoiles left a scar on Phil's back during Purgatory when he killed him Day 1. Phil didn't know for the longest time, but it took him a while to show him his wings after that. --Phil was genuinely afraid of Etoiles (& Fit) for a while after Purgatory --Sometimes Phil's laughs and startled yelps sound almost like squawks. Also his hiccups. It's very rare, but whenever it happens, he gets teased for it. Especially by Etoiles. --Phil goes back and forth on gifting one of his shed feathers to Etoiles --Technically all of the Polycule vs Ender King hcs apply to Etoiles in some way --Phil could listen to Etoiles teach him about French culture for hours

And now the new stuff :D

Etoiles's dramatics can get Phil in tears laughing. His sides and stomach will hurt before it's over, and Etoiles can go on for MINUTES. Sometimes he'll keep going purely because it has Phil dying so hard and he loves seeing what a kick Phil gets out of it

Etoiles is (playfully) salty that Phil is such a My Kids Come First kinda guy bc GOD does he want Phil to be down to do dangerous pvp and dungeon busting shit without the "euuu we gotta make sure it's safe" aspect more often. He wants that Angel of Death. Etoiles is the #1 Dadza (Derogatory) islander /lh

See, Fitza is more explicit and deadass about their,, Time together. Codebreakers is more subtle. Yknow that "media literacy is knowing when something that isn't gay sex is gay sex" post? That's Codebreakers. Sparring, dungeon busting, whatever high-risk high-exertion thing they're doing together. That.

It should go without saying how down Etoiles would be to throw hands with Ender King. It would be the most exhilarating fight he's ever had

Phil's still lowkey lost about the whole resistance thing. And schedules lately have not been kind to the two of them, so he hasn't had a chance to talk about it with Etoiles as extensively about it as he'd like to

Btw he's secretly concerned as hell smth bad is gonna happen to Etoiles if more of his body becomes corrupted by code :)

They 100% refer back to the time Etoiles said this regularly, and similar things like it. The same can be said for Fitza but my god the extent to which these two are more than willing to kill for each other. OUGH.

Phil does not realize how much pent up stress and emotion he can vent out via sparring or hitting something really fucking hard. Etoiles is going to fix that one day.

Phil's Etoiles impression has made Etoiles attempt to learn how to mimic Phil in retaliation but he cannot for the life of him get the hang of Phil's fuckass accent. Geordies stay winning to this man's dismay

Etoiles is frustratingly yet fascinatingly hard for Phil to clock sometimes. It's difficult to gauge exactly how he's feeling or what he's thinking. And yet as inconvenient that can be sometimes, something about it is incredibly attractive to Phil at the same time. Which is funny because unpredictability is usually not something his survivalist brain would like. Something about how he trusts Etoiles and therefore his being a wildcard is not so scary,,

Etoiles 🤝🏻 Chayanne - Wanting Phil to take them on a flight

I don't know if I'd call Etoiles an anarchist the same way I would Phil, but either way he is SO DOWN to fuck with the Feds if it entails any kind of pvp or the need to be geared up

Ok listen I have to call back to the gay sex subtext thing. Things that are more sex than gay sex to Codebreakers: Sparring, adrenaline, battles of wit, flexing powerful gear, thinking too much about what an absolute potential killing machine the other is, watching one another be in The Zone during a fight

Phil has more physical strength than skill with weapons and Etoiles has more skill with weapons than physical strength. Ok now imagine that while they're in a 2v# fight

I would not put it past Etoiles to pull a Missa and say smth wildly out of pocket and suggestive so fast in French that Phil doesn't catch it.

[gojoshooter]

They say, all good boys go to heaven — Gojo Satoru

Pairings : atheist!gojo x choirboy!reader, m/m

A/N : doing smth with my angst skills since people seemed to like the previous post, so here goes another one :P reblog if u like? ♡

Genre : angst, fluff, hurt and comfort

WARNINGS : homophobia, gojo doesn't have powers, no one has — actually, claustrophobia, male reader is not geto, secret relationship

Disclaimer: this hc is based on catholic beliefs where few of the description might be exaggeration of reality. so if you feel uncomfy, u may kindly exit.

"N' if I win, you stop bringing yer' church boy to our place".

"Got it." a darker hue of blue seemed to fill in Satoru's crystal orbs, as he sits down the wooden chair. A new sense of raw competitiveness swirling in his eyes.

You can hear the smirk in his voice though the man you're looking at is Satoru's supposed opponent, who appeared rather scary with a buzz-cut and cat eyes.

You were far from where you were supposed to be — watching men arm wrestle in the wilder outskirts of your town that Satoru once assured you to be a 'fun place'.

Your thoughts were cut short the moment the white haired male locked eyes with you, a way to make you look at him win the round.

You caught him biting his bottom lip too, either in an attempt to take the opposing arm down or his cocky trademark that he liked to show you off, you'd never know.

And if the way his muscular biceps flexed in his tight grey hoodie made your cheeks hot, he wouldn't know either.

It was a matter of seconds and the buzz-cut's arm banged on the wooden table, the slam unforgiving. He hissed as the small crowed erupted from Satoru's side, the said male standing and patting his toned left arm with the right, pompous of his built.

"I told you! Maybe you can catch up to me in a few years, ay? " Satoru's mocking sweetness dripped off him as he patted the lost boy's head.

You expected him to join the boo-ing of the losing team, but then he turned around to walk you towards the exit of the run down cabin they used as a common party place, clutching your hand.

"Satoru, what was that? " you sighed, trying your best to hide the funny proud feeling.

"That? Just a friendly match with kids." He grinned, swinging your hand lightly in his hold. You couldn't help but shake your head.

"Yeah... friendly... you kept beating the kids." He chuckled at your comment, head thrown back slightly. "Hmmm, I was about to let them have the last round y'know. It's that brat's fault " he shrugged with his pouty lips.

You gave up the never ending argument, but for some reason, that made you feel giddy inside.

"I think you enjoyed my choir practice session more than I enjoyed that " you add with a huff, trying to convince no one but yourself about who gave the other a 'better part of the evening'.

The beautiful orange hue was starting to darken, the wind howling loudly.

Satoru was too lost in his thoughts to speak, meanwhile you were suddenly too shy to start up a conversation. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as Satoru walked you home.

Your teeth chattered lightly at a particular gust of wind, making Satoru's head snap to the side. That was him, the young tire shop owner from the outskirts — Satoru

"You're cold." He frowned, already removing his grey hoodie.

"Oh no, it's fine-" you began before he threw the soft fabric on your petite body. You blush furiously, grateful as it was getting dark out.

"Thank you." You mumble softly, unconsciously sighing when you inhaled Satoru's minty cologne. The sweater was definitely big on you, creating cute sweater paws that had Satoru smiling. It amuses him — your doe eyes, your big cute grin, brown hair with curls similar to the men in old greek sculptures.

He couldn't bring himself to ask. What if you don't see him as a friend? And all your 'subtle' shy glances were friendly gestures? Or worse, what if you see him more than a friend? Then good lord, he's sure he'd mess up someday.

Satoru presumes it possibly can't be the later one, considering you're the town's renowned pastor's only son and the local church's choir boy. Following the 'right' path and doing 'holy deeds' runs in the blood.

He talked for the reminder of your way home, his cold hands in his pockets. You were two houses away when you giggle adorably at something he had said.

Walking further close, Satoru becomes aware of the dark figure standing on top of the porch of your house.

His smile drops, and you must have noticed what Satoru was looking at as well, appearing nervous. He lowered his voice as both of you reached the front of your house, very aware of the person watching them.

Satoru was about to say goodbye to you but a loud harsh voice from the top of the stairs stopped him from doing so.

"Get inside."

His eyes stayed solemnly focused on the small boy that was you, as he gives you a weak smile. "Shit, isn't his father a crazy one?" he thinks to himself.

Satoru looked up only to see the angry eyes of pastor staring down at him.

He glared back at him, watching as you silently disappear behind your father into the house.

You had already informed your father that you'll be gone in the evening for the choir practice so he wouldn't go crazy looking for you. So why does he sound so mad? You lowkey agree with Satoru, sometimes he's too much.

Once inside, you realize Satoru's hoodie is still on you. The loud slam of the front door had you flinching lightly, cutting your thoughts off.

"I thought you were going to church to practice your singing " He spat out in rage. You shrunk lightly under his burning gaze, feeling so small.

"I-I was. It's just that my friend came along and we practiced together." That wasn't a lie, was it?

"I better not see you near that boy again. He's a good for nothing street rat. Do you understand me? " He ordered, jerking you by your shoulders as he spoke, tone threatening. He never stops screaming, never. Sometimes you wonder if he will bargain his way into heaven with that skill of his.

"...Yes father." you whispered, head bowed down. You want to cry, but held your breath instead.

"Speak up you disgrace of a child! " He roares, stepping closer to you. "Dad, stop it " came a shaking voice from you, tears building up in your eyes. You did not notice her, just heard the sound of your mother that tsked behind you. It wasn't going to get easy for your tonight.

Your breathing hitched the same time your body fills with fear, palms sweating profusely as the town pastor approaches you with big steps and grabs your hand rather roughly. Your father ignores you as he opened a familiar dark closet at the end of the hallway.

"No, please." You whisper, knowing that no one could save you in that moment.

"You want to go against the Lord and hold hands with that dirty street rat like some fag, then have at it with the consequences."

You sob loudly as you begged your father not to do it, body shaking uncontrollably. You shook your head furiously, trying to pull away and making your father angrier in the process.

"Please, don't, dad " you screamed helplessly as your father shoved you inside with a harsh push. "You will stay inside untill you learn to follow the lord. " The pastor sneered, closing the door just when you ran up to it.

Only if you knew he cared less about the 'lord' and more about his reputation in the town.

No one liked the poor 'outcasts' of this region you often marched proudly with. You never understood the whole point, wasn't it in our own will wether to or to not believe in god? He would love all his children equally.

"Dad please, I can't breathe in here " you screamed, your fear of the haunting little spaces of the empty closet kicking in as you desperately banged at the door. The room was small and stuffy, your breathes coming out labored as sweat truckled down the soft damp skin.

It was dark but you've been there enough times to know where the flashlight was by now, reaching out blindly. You sniffled and sobbed, grasping the flashlight once you found it. You quickly turn it on, feeling less panicked now.

You flash it towards the floor where a Bibble and a Rosary were sitting together. With gritted teeth, you shakily reach out to grab the book as hot strings of tears flowed through your red eyes. A whimper leaves your lips, opening the book to recite passages in a soft whisper.

You cried and cried until your eyes felt puffy and sore. You couldn't help but inhale Satoru's lingering scent from the hoodie you were wearing.

It was a vein to wait for the dinner, you'd probably not even get a breakfast the next morning. That's how it has always been.

It must've been a few hours later when the door finally opened, the bright light blinding your sight.

Your tears have already dried on your cheeks, feeling your face numb as your stood up from the floor with blank eyes.

"Go to your room" your father barked before turning away, leaving you disoriented and traumatized.

You shakily grab the Bibble from the floor as you made your away to your room.

"God is good. " You whisper.

The day went in a blur of you practicing for your new prayer this Sunday, futile attempt at reading something in the local library, and in the town's school teaching the young kids of the town. That was probably the only good part of the day, you loved children as much as they loved you, though the fact that your father kept an eye on you the whole time kept you bugging. You need a release.

You wave at the little kids in distance as they ran around happily at the sound of the class dispersal.

"Get in the car "

You turn around to see your father waiting for you in his white truck. The smile on your face fell quickly, eyes losing their shine.

School just ended for the day and the pastor was not joking about bringing you home right after. You sigh as your father drove off with a straight face.

After the whole incident with your father catching you and Satoru, he forced you to read three passages of Bibble before you eat breakfast. You read and read until the letters seemed like an unreadable mess, tears clouding your eyes every two minutes. It only made you feel worse as you read about all the things that lord considered to be sins.

You wanted to be good. You wanted to be pure and clean of heart. To be a son of God.

"F-father?" you ask softly, terrified of his unleashed hot temper. Your father grunts in response.

"Could you...um- may i be dropped at the church? " came your unsure voice like a small whisper. Once again the pastor did not reply, eyes focused on the road. You had already accepted defeat, trying not to seem too upset.

It was a few moments later that you notice your father take a left turn instead of right. You release a breathe you did not know you held, relieved that you wouldn't be stuck at home.

You looked out of the window watching cars and people pass by and wondering when will you be free again.

The truck came to a complete stop, you snap out of your thoughts to see you're now in front of the church. You hesitantly look to your father, waiting for him to say something.

"Are you going to get off? " he barked. You quickly scrambled to unlock the door, muttering a quick apology.

"I expect you home by seven. Remember to pray for your sins! " the pastor spoke before driving off.

You watch your father leave with blurry eyes, tears waiting to fall. It seemed like these days all you did was cry, but he couldn't help it when his father accused him of betraying God.

It wasn't fair.

A loud sob left your lips once your father's pick up truck disappeared down the road. You quickly turned and ran inside the church, not wanting anyone to catch you crying.

Unfortunately you failed to notice the tall figure walking down the opposite side of the street.

Satoru.

He had been on his way to his repair shop when he caught sight of you being dropped off at the church. It's the first time he sees you after your father had caught you and Satoru together.

His eyes focused on your faint distraught whimpers, listening to you cry before you disappeared into the building.

His heart broke the second a pitiful sob left your small body.

Satoru frowned, crossing the street quickly. He stood by the lawn in front of the church, eyes contemplating his next move.

He bit his lips harshly, remembering the promise he made to himself about never entering a church. The nasty people of big name — the reason of his and his little family being out-casted preached and prayed here.

But the memory of the your tear-stained face had him more determined to be by your side. All he wanted was nothing more than to comfort the beautiful boy he's in love with and wipe his sadness away.

"Fuck it. " He whispered angrily before stepping forward, into the sacred building.

Sinking to your knees in front of the alter, you ignored the pain in your bones at the impact. You were glad the church was empty, this way your emotional release would be easier to get off. In that moment you didn't try to hold back your sobs, letting them out freely.

You wanted to scream your lungs out, but the only sounds that escaped you were your loud sobs.

"Please God," you cried, bottom lip quivering "take this pain away." you croaked, staring up at the statue of Jesus Christ on the cross.

Hot tears rolled down your cheeks but it felt so good to just let go.

"I can't take it anymore." You grab at your heart. Memories of your father cursing and telling him he's a sinner flashed through his mind. He never seemed happy regardless of what you did.

The thought of him punishing and locking you made you cry even harder, feeling like a failure of a son.

"I-I need a sign, please I-" you begged desperately, vision blurry with tears.

"y/n"

You heard your name echo throughout the church hall, making you whip your head towards the sound.

Satoru stood at the back of the church looking around unsurely before he ran down the asile towards the broken boy. The sound of his heavy leather shoes hitting the floor sounded loud in your ears.

You felt relief fill your body at the sight of Satoru there with you.

When the male finally reached you, he gently squatted down placing his hands under your arms, hoisting you up.

"Come on, get up." he whispered softly as you got up off your knees. Satoru did not want to focus on the sacramentals starring down at him, he focuses solemnly on the boy in front of him.

Pressing your face into Satoru's chest, you sobbed your little heart out as he quickly wrapped his arms around your body.

Satoru's heart broke the second you screamed into his chest, the sound muffled but still there.

"Shh, let it all out " he whispered, rubbing small circles with his warm palm around your small back.

"He hates me" you cried, looking up at Satoru with a messy damp face. "Trust me, nobody can." He took it upon himself to wipe your tears with gentle strokes of his thumb.

Satoru knew the pastor was a bad guy, but being an asshole to his own son? A sense of protectiveness kicks in him as he holds you tighter into his muscular arms.

"N-No matter what I do, I upset him. I'm a bad son." you sniffled.

"My, my, little baby. That's not true. They're lucky to have someone like you as their son. You're... a perfect boy."

Satoru gently cupped the boy's cheeks with both hands, feeling your breath begin to even out. "If beating up your dad doesn't work, we can just run away." The seriousness in the white haired male's voice made you chuckle into his arms.

There was something about your tears that made his heart crack.

Perhaps it was because someone like you didn't deserve to shed a single tear.

Or perhaps it made him want to hurt whoever made the angel in front of him upset. He thinks — if heavens exist, that's where you truly belong.

"Let's sit for a bit, okay? " Satoru suggested, holding your shoulders and making you sit in one of the benches.

"Hmm. Let's see, what can we do to get your mind off things? " Satoru spoke softly. His mere voice calms you down every time. There is this thin string of bliss and delight wrapped around his vocal cords that enchants you, brings you closer and closer to Satoru the more he talks. And you, as if in a trance, can not help but be pulled no matter what how harsh the punishment your earn each time.

"I... I like to pray the Rosary." you pulled out the beaded necklace out from under your shirt.

"Okay let's do that." Satoru encouraged with a smile, watching with curious eyes as you grab the wooden cross from the necklace.

You breathe in deeply before starting, "In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen."

Satoru watched fascinated as you did the sign of the cross, with head slightly bowed, making him do the same.

"I believe in God, the Father Almighty" you began focusing on your prayer.

You carry on as if nothing happened, but you can feel Satoru's warm hand slip in yours. He closes his eyes as well, listening to your sweet voice reciting the prayers.

Satoru had no idea what they meant, but if that brought you comfort and peace, he would sit there to accompany you.

Because whether you knew it or not, God did give you a sign, in the form of a troubled boy named Gojo Satoru.

A/N: aaand that's it! i didn't plan to extend the hc this long, but oh well. reblog if you enjoyed it <3

Tags: @luckimoon @nanamikentoseyebags @jspenft @aikaisnika @gh0stwish @dianagracesworld @Icheerymotion @tamakin7

[formulinos]

i often say that i’d like people to read up more on f1 history and it’s exactly because of situations like the whole hoopla caused by jacques villeneuve saying daniel ricciardo is only in still in f1 because of his image. first of all, he’s 40% right, there’s no denying that that’s a factor. i think he’s 60% there bc of his connections tho. but whatever, we all know that if it was a less fortunate driver like nyck de vries he would have been axed already. not the point.

overall, it’s just been sad seeing people arguing things like “oh, but jacques was a washed driver in his final years of f1! plus he failed to win f1 in his first year and almost didn’t clinch it in his second year! loser!” because, first of all, he did smth that daniel, who was touted a talent, didn’t do: win formula 1 - at a time his main two rivals were a very competitive damon hill (who was always up there) and fucking michael schumacher. he did that, coming as an indycar champion, at a time that meant nothing for formula 1 - and since that still means nothing, all goes to show what a terrific thing villeneuve 2 did regardless of how competent williams was back then.

when people go, and try to pull arguments about his career being washed, knowing that he did all of that, while still trying to reheat that one mclaren victory daniel got… it just lacks substance. the guy’s a champion, he won the thing the other guy is still trying to win, hydrogen bomb vs coughing baby by default!

but that’s not even the essence of where i’m trying to get at. i want to go somewhere deeper.

when a driver joins formula 1, they’re basically holding themselves together by the thinnest of tooth flosses. as long as they don’t win it, they’re good. once they got it though, they completely unravel and show who they really are. they can’t help it, they just have been waiting for that for so long, they need that.

you have your fernandos who basically have lust for racing no matter what and will never stop chasing that thrill, then people like max, lewis, michael who know they have some more in them, go for it as much as they can and are ready to peacefully quit - although with a flair of drama close to the end, sebs and mikas who are 8 or 80 and eventually get turned off, nicos and jameses who need basically one and that’s good, etc. there are possibilities are quite finite actually.

the thing about jacques, is that once he got his, he just became the old man with a banner saying “THE END IS NIGH. JESUS IS COMING. GEORGE BUSH IS GAY. THEY ARE PUTTING CHIPS INSIDE CHILDREN”, but for formula 1. guy just lost his marbles and never came back since. so like, that’s jacques, he says those things. this time it hurts harder bc he’s right, but like… ignore him like you would the old man on the street, he’s not gonna chase you. it’ll be fine

[fandomstickyy]

You never thought you'd love like this

Fluff

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The faint buzz of rain tapped through the window. The wear of your pajamas is on the shabby side. Loose threads peak from cotton shorts under his shirt, baggy and long on your form. You do give it back every now and then because he loves that shirt too. The view of someone he loves wear and parade around in something he loves- something that belongs to him trumps whatever need for a shirt at all. Who needs clothes he can give them all to you if it means you'll be marked by his scent.

Besides you is a man. A man that never fails to make you feel understood and loved. It's like this man gets high off connection or smth because the way he looks at you... damn it can make you dizzy. He thinks you're so beautiful. 'Easy competition for Aphrodite'. He is love sick for sure. In this moment of the rain falling, snuggled up on the couch watching a movie on your guys' 'must watch together list' you can't help but look up at him, collecting every ounce of his beauty and essence you can hold onto when morning comes and he has to go to work. Just the thought makes you hold him tighter.

You hadn't seen him in what felt like too long. A couple of days- a week, it doesn't matter. The bed has been dull without his soft snoring, lulling you to sleep. His strong body seemed too big in your bed. It was almost comical at the way yall had to twist and turn in the full sized mattress just to sleep comfortably. If it wasn't for him clutching you in his arms you might just up and fall out of bed. His legs are messy. Either intertwined with yours or spread out in all sorts of angels. If his arms are not wrapped around you he always makes sure you guys are touching in some way. A hand on the arm or on your heartbeat. God forbid if you want a late night snack, this man will follow the trail of your beautiful smell to whatever room you found yourself after hours. And if you REALLY want some alone time, he'll squeeze you tight by the arm, hand, hug, thighs it don't matter. (He just wants to remind himself that you'll come back. Please squeeze him back!)

Baby has a really hard time falling asleep knowing you're in the other room. That all separating you two is a couple walls and your desire for late night ice cream. Walking back into your shared bedroom your heart jumps at the sight. His head deeply snuggled into your designated pillow, you pad over getlntly not to wake him. He's always beautiful when he sleeps. His cheeks are soft and his eyebrows twitch a little when dreaming.

You two finally had a day where you were both off work. The night prior your phone held onto messages of love and longing.

Sleep well baby, I want you nice and well rested for our day together tmr <3.

Saccharine goo poured from the two of you whenever the other is involved. You don't remember when you got so whipped but in the swell of thoughts you have about him, regret of love ceases to show.

Your friends gushed when they met him for the first time. The next time you saw them, the first discussion was about if you guys said the 'big 3 words'.

"What?! We're not that serious..he's just a cool guy. Don't get so caught up. If it goes somewhere it does, if it don't it dont." You almost couldn't contain your smile. You shrugged them off then, but so much has changed. You can no longer hold those statements as truth. Too many memories have been made. You know he sleeps with his socks on or how he chews ice when he's really nervous. You know his favorite pastry always brightens his day because of a one off memory in his childhood. You two care too much about each other for this to be anything but casual. You were love sick too, it's true.

"Y-youre making me nervous there"

Lost in thought you hardly heard the fade in to his voice. The rasp of his voice settled in your ears. He's so cute like this. The soft glow of the movie playing. Hair messy, remnants of your handcrafted braids floating about his hair, peaking out at the tilt of his head. Oh, wait! He's staring at you-

"Huh?" Cheeks heating up, unable to hold back a toothy smile. His chest bounced lightly in laughter, shifting you slightly.

Gesturing towards the tv, "I'm trying to watch this movie my love has been waiting and waiting to watch," when he turns to look at you there's a pause, "and you...."

"And I..what?" Things were different now. There's home in his eyes. You hang off every word, every facial shift. It's deeply ingrained in the way you move. The way you talk to strangers. The way you look yourself in the mirror is different now. All your features are the same, but your heart is filled with his. All the things you ached away from about yourself beam with a desire to be loved. Your stretchmarks, he's traced so delicately. Your belly, he's slept on so gently. And your scars, he's kissed so lovingly. You never thought you'd love like this.

"God.. what I would do without you I hope I never know." The glow of the movie long forgotten shines on his reddened cheeks as he tries to bury a complicated smile. A smile that says 'I love you, please don't leave.' You can only hope he knows your smile says the same.

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KIRISHIMA, Denki, Sero, Hawks, BOKUTO, itadori

(Anyone you thought I missed 👀? I left it pretty vague this time)

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Au: wow haven't written fan related content or at all really in so long! Tell me what you think xx

What would be on your 'must watch together list' ?? I think mine would be Black Swan, a Twilight movie bc slay, and a horror movie bc I'm too scared to watch them by myself 😭

[piece-of-hweat]

Little Nightmares Headcanons!!

(May change over time n stuff)

listed from youngest to eldest

RUNAWAY 9y/o

No clue, he/him

Really good at swimming (main reason why I draw him as a fish-person)

Loud, confident idiot (stares at Tommy-Innit)

Hates broccoli.

Lactose intolerant

Hates being wrong/failing

Very much a "act-before-think person"

Break dances epically

Competitive. Very competitive. (especially with Six)

Hates Six's guts

Has a collection of ships in bottles

Either Runaway or Mono are trans... I just want like... supportive brother arc please--

Plays with sticks

Knows one word in French. And it's piscine. He was the one who told Mono about the piscine joke.

Athletic

SIX - 9y/o

Aro/ace, she/it

loves ducks

Will bite (you and your belongings)

Won't scratch (she bites her nails)

Knows how to swim on the surface

Pupils are slightly slitted

Sharp canines

Growls and hisses when she’s really mad, or extremely not in the mood for anything

Had a duck and mouse plush at some point

Will tear Runaway into pieces if she could

There was a head-canon idea where Six has some form of DID, OSDD, UDD, etc. I don't really use this headcanon a lot because I myself don't have DID, so :/

Dark humor

NOONE - 10y/o

She/her

Animal lover <3

Clutches/fiddles with the ends of her clothing when nervous

Looks confused/concerned and scared 24/7

Likes drawing (probably has some animal doodles in her school books)

Listens to Mono's late night singing.

Allergic to nuts (once, at school, a group of students with pbj sandwiches "offered" Noone the sandwiches despite her declining. She was sent to the ER shortly after and was excused from school for the rest of the day and the day afterwards.)

Probably will get along with Six

Ticklish

Reads a lot

Laughs at Six's jokes.

Around the same height as Mono (taller than Raincoat)

Smartest (academically) in the group

LOW - 10-11 y/o

Bird nerd

Always liked reading comic books (especially the super-hero ones)

Percussion my beloved <3

Listens to your problems and gives you decent advice

Took up archery in school

Makes friendship bracelets

*insert epic secret handshake*

Ticklish

Probably makes music with Mono and Raincoat

Apple Juice lover

Plays with sticks

Very strategic

Probably plays chess or smth

Gamer /pos

Athletic

ALONE - 10-11 y/o

She/he

Listens to your problems and gives you… advice. Not good, not bad. Just advice.

Engineering <3 (probably would be really into those lego-machines)

Hits harder than a truck. Be careful, you might've shatter a bone.

Probably was a batter in baseball

Probably will win in a arm-wrestle against Mono.

Hits you lightly when laughing

Allergic to nuts

Apple juice lover

Doesn't talk much

G R E E N

Knows how to handle and discharge a gun properly. Do not ask her how or why she knows this. He simply does.

Person with the most amount of obscure knowledge (more people drown in freshwater than they do in saltwater. fear that creek in the forest behind your house. fear it. It will take your life one day)

Fascinated by wires and Mono's powers

Probably needs glasses

Reads a lot

MONO - 10-11y/o

Bi, He/him

Is British

Plays the violin (but it’s more like a guitar bc it’s big for him and he lost the bow)

Despite being taller than average, he walks around on his tippy toes

Barely knows how to swim (just fails around and barely stay afloat)

Dino-arms

Knows very limited amounts of Japanese and German (knows a couple of words in French, but only really remembers bonjour and piscine)

Punches hit like a truck, but it hurts Mono's hand a lot

Asthma

Very ticklish

stands awkwardly in the corner

Probably makes music with Raincoat and Low

Plays with sticks (uses them to direct magic)

Broken humor

Has negative associations with trains (doesn't like them)

RAINCOAT - 11-12 y/o

No Clue, She/her

Is Sisi

LOVES horses

Wanted to be an actress because MAKE UP, COSTUMES!! ACTING!! SINGING!! AAAAA!!

Good at cooking and baking (stares at my Bakes-Cookies-for-Otto headcanon)

Has some experience with piano and choir, but nothing else really

Bestest big sister ever

Will totally paint your nails while you ramble about something

Really likes playing with hair (another career dream she had was a hair stylist)

Will tease you (/lh)

Really pretty voice <3

Typically the one breaking conflict up

Probably makes music with Mono and Low

Reads bedtime stories to others

Around the same height as Mono (shorter than Noone)

Also, secret funky art post on youtube