#look me in the eyes and tell me he isn't chaotic af

[chaosfairy18]

My boy. Chaotic gremlin. If you can't tell I love 92!Spot Conlon because he's such a little guy and still everyone is afraid of him (not that you can't tell my favouritism looking at my fics on ao3) Close-ups under here:

Also thanks for everyone who reacted on the Race post, got really motivated to post this too due to it. Also did it in August last year and it has been rotating in the back of my mind since then :)

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Why do you even like Plo?

This is like asking me why I breathe, nonnie <": But let me try and answer this as sensible as possible ♥

Plo Koon is 385-years old

Imagine the sheer amount of knowledge in that squishy, cute head of his and you decide that of all the questions you could ask, you decided to go with whether he'd still love you if you were a worm. (1) Plo would either give you the laziest, most resigned 'Yes, dear' and go back to his naps ♥ or ... (2) Plo would exasperatedly sigh over the fact that you test his resolve in this silly, little, questions and give you the same resounding, 'No, I will not" and you will crack at it for the 128391231923th time.

There is nothing he probably can't do or know a thing or two about. Bet you my left lung that man can knit like a god.

There will always be a fine line between days of keeping himself (1) fit — which means I need to buckle tf up before I combust seeing this old man fuck someone up and be cool-dad about it <": (2) Lazy Days with Plo is my jam ♥ <-

Plo is discreet sassy. I'd go over this but I will need a year.

Plo Koon is Old Money.

If you don't know what that is, babe. Let me tell you when I say you're missing out. if you have been following me or have seen all my shit posts and tags on the Plo Koon / Kel Dor / Dorin tags, old man knees are fabulous — let me tell you why. (1) In a modern setting/au, he will enjoy short or maybe long walks that are not stressful. Will he walk under the blazing heat because the day looks great? No, neither would you bestie so sit tf down ♥ (2) Everything is made for comfort. Fuck the vow of poverty because when when you be rocking like a proper Balenciaga Sugar Daddy while traversing the Underworld, you best believe Daddy Plo be loaded AF. We're talking the Egyptian Cotton Sheets,

Plo Koon is one you would not want to shut up. Ever. At all. Like. Babe. If you ever shush this man. I will hunt you down, huntie ♥

'Ts my favorite thing in the world ♥

Plo Koon has wholesome sassy chaotic gae friends.

Plo Koon just too pure for this world ♥

Now please watch that last gif on loop and tell me that that does not make you feel things because babe, if it doesn't... Idk man. You need to get them eyes checked ♥

But in all seriousness, my love for Plo Koon is because we don't always get wholesome characters that live long and it makes you wonder what life would have been like if he did.

I'm always fascinated by age apart from it being so damn sexy.

You hear talks about clones and their strife on how hard it is being the remaining survivor and I don't want to invalidate that. Not at all. But imagine having to relieve that through centuries. Imagine how someone like Plo, who has so much appreciation for life and everything both having spent at least a few years of his life at Dorin and him returning to become a Baran Do Sage, only to constantly practice the lack of attachment?

I'm not saying that's bad or conflicting, but imagine all the things he had to repress to fulfill his purpose both as a Sage and a Jedi. And he's smart, super damn smart. Someone who's smart with a guarded heart is a lie. His heart isn't guarded, he hurts. But he he has to swallow that because he has a role to fulfill.

I could go on so much about why I find him so interesting but I'm stuck in a bad vibe rn and all I can say is I love him so much because I want him to rest? Like hello?

Let that man take his goddamn afternoon nap and teas? And for someone so loved as a wholesome character, he's slept on and frankly, I don't like that.

Plus, I bet you Kel Dors got big dicks, so there's also that. ktnxbye.

[somewhereinthepines]

I can't quite remember where, it was either here or on ao3 that you mentioned that Chris is a bit of the jealous/possessive type. At least because of his condition maybe, and it got me thinking about that.

It feels like it would definitely have a sinister vibe to it, I can certainly see it building in GP. Watching Ryan, potentially following him around, the ambigious touches, the weird conversations, and the revealing dreams. It's just below the surface, but noticbly inches out closer to the full moon or after interactions with Dylan. It's just so interesting because nobody would think that Chris has any bad intentions. He's just an old dude who's hard set on his rules and is openly fond of Ryan in anyone else's eyes.

Seeing glimpses of what could be him losing his composure is tantalising and creepy at times. As the reader, we have a different perspective than Ryan. He just really wants Mister H, and it's amusing how frustrated he's become. But then that begs the question, what is going to happen when he gets him? All bets would be off, I guess.

I've been trying to imagine what they might be like once it's all up in the air. That Ryan knows Chris wants him and how Chris might alter his behaviour. What's the use of hiding his intent when that person is aware? It's difficult to think of how different things might be after that. And I'm quite curious just how open or obvious Chris might be about his possessive, overly protective feelings towards Ryan might be. I'm also curious about who else Ryan might be meeting, but I have a feeling it could be some of the other hacketts? Maybe Travis, god, imagine if Ryan somehow got to meet Constance or Jed. It'd maybe go okay if he did as he was told and kept being polite, but he wouldn't like them. Didn't he say he doesn't like Jed at the start of GP? If he met Bobby, under normal circumstances, I feel like there'd be room for a comedic moment. Both of them just awkwardly stand there in the woods or something.

Bobby not knowing what to do because there's nobody to tell him what to do, plus Ryan isn't a threat. Then our poor guy is panicking, thinking, "Who is he, is he a hunter, I thought they weren't allowed on the property? Why does he kinda look a bit like Chris?" Imagine Chris behind the camera freaking out and cursing up a storm. He rushes down there to defuse and talk their way out of the situation. Only to reach them and see of all the bizarre things that Ryan and Bobby are having a simple, weird, but positive conversation. Maybe Ryan said something blunt and awkward like "nice, knife?" and Bobby just started explaining to him how he got it and what it's good for. It could be the most crackiest, chaotic convo, but Ryan is just nodding, listening, and making a few comments. Meanwhile, Chris is just confused behind a tree or something, feeling conflicted bcs it'd bad that Ryan bumped into Bobby. But idk maybe if he and Bobby have a decent brotherly relationship, he'd feel kinda grateful or happy that Ryan is making an effort to talk to Bobby. Yk like how he liked that Ryan makes an effort with Kaylee and Caleb? It'd be the most chaotic and weirdly funny thing if Ryan managed to accidentally get Bobby to like him. Especially considering what happens in canon. But that's just a funny weird little imagine ramble, haha. I doubt it'd actually go like that, it was just funny to think about. Pfft, imagine Chris telling Bobby that if he promises to keep the interaction a secret, he can come see them later. All the hacketts except the parents having lunch with Ryan. It would be chaotic af, lmao.

Sorry for that long-winded ramble, I only meant to ask and wonder about Chris's hidden possessive mannerisms. I ended up coming up with an odd Bobby and Ryan bonding moment instead of all things, haha.

heya! it was a while, since we talked the last time. and considering how, i’m yet to re-read my works to recall, where i’ve dropped it all, my memory on that bit is also rusty. but chris sure is possessive! though, i’d say that the wolf part of his nature is only half of the problem. the other part is that chris himself have those feelings / emotions no matter what, but if he wasn’t a werewolf, he would have been better at hiding / controlling it. 

and honestly, jealousy is generally not a good thing / emotion, even if i’m an absolute sucker and advocate for it in fiction. jealousy is hot to me, as well as possessiveness. irl, it would be a different matter, but considering how good portion (if not all tbh) of my ships usually have at least one ‘yandere’ or emotionally unstable individual, it makes perfect sense for them to lean very heavily into that aspect. express their dedication to a person in somewhat extreme ways. tho when i’m looking specifically at my supermassive ship, funny enough there is not much space for such stuff, haha. at least, not in how i write it. i mean, if we take idk john/andrew, there isn’t any possible rival there, bc andrew and john are kinda joined by the hip and get along to the point, where every other interaction in comparison just doesn’t live up to what they have. well, from my point of view, anyways. but in chris and ryan's situation, it’s different, since ryan despite being a quiet, weird kid has people, who have crushes on him and then there are folks, who are friendly to him. and generally, chris’s view on ryan isn’t similar to john’s on andrew. from chris’s perspective ryan would eventually date and prob marry people, which naturally doesn’t sit well with him. he’s not proud of it, of how he seem to put an invincible claim on ryan, but it is a thing lol. and in GP, he’s way more weak-willed vs in ASB. he cannot help himself, and the further it goes, the worse it gets. and yeah, that’s the scary, might i say even realistic part about chris. he’s fatherly, friendly, old-educational kind of man. you look at him, and think, hey he’s rough around the edges, kinda awkward, but he’s nice and tries his best. and yeah, he does tries his best. he's fatherly and overall (usually) means well, but he’s not nice lol. and while at first, he did tried to be a parental figure for ryan, he honestly wanted just that, eventually it twisted and changed as ryan got older….less boyish and more ‘easy on the eyes’. and then, most importantly, he’s also chris’s first ‘friend’, the only attachment beyond his family nest. so in a way, you can see how he will get weird about it tbh. esp bc he and ryan get along so well. he would be afraid to lose it. to see ryan moving on. and while he knows that it would be for the best, it's also one of those instances, where he wants to be selfish about it.

as for how they will act once they’re properly ‘together’, well, it would heavily lean onto the lil plot that slowly happens in the fic. besides they cannot be a ‘normal’ couple in public for example. not only are they're a boss and employee, but ryan is way younger than chris. and it’s if we won’t take into account both of their families, and how ryan and chris themselves were raised. and how while it’s part of why they understand one another, they also will be 'weird' in any relationship. even if in their case, it’ll be somewhat comfy, bc they’re both like this. but what i can say is that ironically chris prob be less aggressive toward dylan, once he and ryan are together lol. one might have pictured it the other way around, but nope. but like, why would chris be jealous of that poor lad, when ryan picked him? it's like set in stone from that point on, esp when chris will see the 'proof' of it. ryan means business. but that applies only to dylan, haha. bc chris always feels somewhat bad for picking on him so much. since really, it’s not his fault for liking ryan, from chris's bias perspective, who wouldn’t? but there is also another aspect of how much one can let the other person know, the level of ‘creepy’ they are about them. if a person is smart and have at least some understanding about what is ‘okay’ and ‘what’s not’, and if they know that they're actively doing the later, they would try to either play it down or keep it a secret. out of all my supermassive ships, only du’met can be openly creepy, bc he’s a serial killer and he’s well-aware that he's what one might call bat-shit-crazy. and then, charlie is a low-key narcissist, so y'know...it works, haha. in comparison, everyone else will be partly scared to alienate the other person, to push them away, bc of how obsessive they are about them. and in chris’s case, it’s also complicated by a simple fact, that he’s a werewolf. him and ryan being together not only somewhat ‘problematic’ for 'normal' reasons, but also bc chris essentially a serial killer. it would be so-so much harder for him to be ‘decent’ about stuff, or seem this way, if one will be like ‘jesus, he’s a real deviant. he prob liked killing and eating those people too. and prob have some murder fantasy about that ryan kid too’. even knowing everything, ryan won’t think this, naturally. but chris will still hold that fear, bc he cannot know for sure what ryan might assume. to him, it’s a very tricky territory. but then again, if only he knew the extent of ryan’s own obsession, he might have been a bit calmer about that part, haha. i also must say, that ryan is prob the one, who isn’t fully aware about his own ‘claimship’ on chris. 

i mean, he doesn't want to imagine mister h having a type and all. also if someone thinks, that chris is hella unreasonable with dylan (which he kinda is), you just wait what would have happened, if ryan suspected that chris might have new 'favorite' camp counselor. i even had that hilirious one-shot idea, where both ryan and chris are both jealous of dylan. like chris would try to keep dylan closer to himself, so that he'd spent less time with ryan, but from ryan's pespective it would look like he might be getting replaced. like y'know a classic rom-con stuff, haha. i honestly tend to feel somewhat bad for people like dylan, who is bystander and just kinda gets caught in the middle of it all, while being absolutely clueless. and it gets even more messy, if everybody learning what hackett fam was doing all this time. learning what chris was doing, and ryan is over there still openly simping for mister h, regardless of it, haha. like, it's pretty much canon, and it's amazing. i'll be honest, it's not super important to me what other characters think about my ships within the story. but i love how often, it would create some very awkward situations or an actual 'bruh, wtf' moments. ryan can overlook kidnapping, cut off limbs, deaths and all, if only it would mean, that chris did nothing wrong. amazing. great! one of my biggests personal let downs is that no one in LH, calls out john for almost instantly forgiving andrew abandoning / accidently killing people. john and ryan share that 'selective blindness' to a t.

and oh, since it takes me so long to continue the story, i’ll drop a lil spoiler for you. yeah, jed and bobby are one of few people, who ryan will cross paths with. but it won’t be cute, haha. and he will meet travis too. he prob will met every hackett, beside constance. i wanted him to hang out with caleb as well, since the last story had more spotlight on kyalee. feels fair to give the other hackett sibling some time with ryan too! and yeah, ryan did think that jed sounds like an asshole lol. bc well, he is. ryan despite his emotional stupor, still can see the difference between how his own grandparents raised him and what chris’s parents did. there is a thin line between ‘tough love’ and negligence / low-key sadism, but ryan can feel it. for him chris's family sounds closer to his mother vs his grandparent. so no good 'role model'. ryan also keen enough to notice, that chris has that weird almost automatic response to any critic toward his parents methods. if someone was raised in a norm fam, sure they would defend them, but not to the point of almost knee-jerk reaction.

and this kinda why i often feel, that people mistake chris’s obedience / need to inform his parents about things for him being ‘the spoiled child’ out of the 3. when in fact, he prob ‘has to do those things’, bc he thinks that he has to do them. same with travis. If you look at constance’s favourite phrase of ‘encouragement’ aka ‘good boy’, it legit sounds like smth that you would say to a dog tbh. not to mention, that all 3 of hacketts brothers still live in that very same place, next to their parents, even if they’re all beyond 40. And you can see why well, bobby be there. but while travis was no doubt gaslighted / manipulated into staying, bc what if they needed smth. chris on other hand most likely was ‘conditioned’ to keep the family business running. he might still like his job and love nature, but it didn’t mean, that he couldn’t try to open a camp someplace else. but he never did. like, there is a lot of ‘what the hell’ moments from ryan’s pov when it comes to things that he notices about chris and his stories and interactions with his family. if you love someone, and see them being mistreated or cut off from bigger opportunities or just generally mislead for someone else’s needs, you would feel offended on their behalf, won't you? besides, it’s not like chris is a big fan of ryan’s mom either. but at the same time, he’d be more mild and understanding about ryan’s grandparents, bc they low-key remind him of his own parents, and like travis, he tends to come up with excuses for them. anyways, sorry tangled! as for bobby and ryan’s dynamic, i actually feel like out of 3 brothers, bobby is naturally sadistic, even if in a child-like way. but i do think and hc, that he has this 'odd' kind of interest for ryan. not romantic or anything, but more of lines when a small, cruel kid sees a wounded mouse and decides to see what he can do with it, simply bc it cannot run away and prob will die, anyway. so their interaction won’t be adorable, but i love your take on it, haha. in a lighter themes fic, this surely has a place! in GP, tho it’s more of horror and ‘bad’ progression. 

with this being said, i don’t hate any of the hacketts, not even constance. it takes a lot for me to downright hate characters. i also cannot hate characters, who are effective in the story, which chris’s family is. we as a player walk in their home, we see them interacting with one another, and we can see why chris and travis are the way they are. the message about the family sticking for each other isn't bad on paper, it's really aren't. but it depends on what sort of family it is. what kind of dynamic it has. and what we see paints a picture of a very unhealthy co-dependance between all of the hacketts. but it runs so deep, that neither travis nor chris seem to think that anything was wrong. or rather, that there was messed up stuff, and smth didn't felt right / nice, but it's all okay, bc this is just how family are, right? as even in the end, travis was like ‘we never wanted to hurt anyone’, when constance and jed, clearly gave zero shits about murdering and burying people as long as it kept their family safe. and it’s not the intent and motive itself that is chilling or twisted, it’s the way, both jed and constance talk and behave about it. like it’s nothing. and it’s kinda different to travis’s stoic and shell-shocked behaviour, to how he nearly numb to it, bc it’s too much. or to chris’s nervous, skittish guilt, that doesn’t stop him from doing those things, but clearly makes him feel disgusted with himself. jed and constance have none of those things lol.

either way, out of all the main characters, only laura had a chance to get ‘close’ to the hacketts and kinda explore their broken family in a more personal way. and i kinda really wanted ryan to do the same. esp bc is this also raises a question of how ‘better’ hackett brothers would have been, if their parents just idk, died. and i feel like, that in a scenario, where chris’s kids are still alive, things could have been somewhat ‘chill’. at least as far as it possible. but with them gone, well….yeah. i always felt like kaylee and caleb were kinda the glue, that held both travis and chris mental states somewhat together. but in better universe, without hackett patriarch and matriarch, yeah, thing might have gone somewhat well. i do believe, that kyalee and caleb could have made chris and travis be less bitter about things and each other. and ryan being latest addition to the family would get accepted just fine. like, travis cannot even be a bitch about chris having a romantic relationships with ryan, bc he himself prefers younger women lol. 

and no worries! i love your rambles and i ended up rambling myself a lot, haha. and i really love hearing your thoughts tbh. or hear fluff set-ups, bc i actually very bad at fluff myself. i also rarely write smth like that, so it's always interesting to see the what could have been, but in more lighter, cheery tone. thank you for the message, they always make my day better! hope, you have a swell time as well!

[bloodynectarine]

Pants are for the weak, and I'm strong af

MC refuses to wear pants. Chaos ensues.

tags. male mc, amab reader, shameless mc, mix of crack and fluff, slightly suggestive content (a healthy dose of horny grip), all the brothers.

notes. this is my first fic ever and my debut post, oof, sweats. what does one says. open up? enjoy the meal? come back soon?

After everything you've been through since your arrival at Devildom, including (but not limited to) a murder (yours, to be precise), you've slowly but surely carved your own way into the brothers' chaotic life.

Every time you wake up tangled in Mammon's arms and legs, you simply snuggle in, even when you were pretty sure you went to sleep to an empty bed the night before.

Walking around school holding Satan's arm feels as natural as breathing, and if you end up close enough to lay your head on his shoulder, so be it.

Whenever Asmo crosses the room to fix your hair or touch your face, rambling about how long your lashes are, how soft your skin feels, you lean in and bask in the attention.

Naps with Belphie are an everyday thing now: you let him lay on top of you, hide his face against your neck and snuggle anywhere between fifteen and forty minutes.

You already know every single one of Beel's eating habits. You can tell when a 108 seeds salad will do the job, and when you'll have to phone Barbatos, asking for his Bloody Terrine recipe.

Anime binges with Levi have introduced you to so many new series you love, and the amount of inside jokes the two of you share is probably a bit unhealthy.

If Lucifer decides to make eye contact with you from across the table at dinner, you have no problem to hold it, and if you let out the secret smile here and there, you're rewarded with an identical one.

They love it. They indulge in the way you let one wall down after the other, relishing in your company, constantly wondering, how close can they get? How much can they take from you before you stop them?

And still, when yet another wall crumbles down, and you show up late for breakfast one fateful Sunday morning with nothing but a long white t-shirt on —rubbing your eyes, tumbling in, clearly more asleep than awake—, the silence is loud, deafening.

“Legs” is the first thing that Asmo blurts out, immediately shutting up at the glare he gets from Lucifer. Nothing and no one can stop him from looking though.

“What? What leg?” You ask, voice low, slow, and drowsy as you sit down on the only available seat, between Levi and Beel.

Not even half a second later Levi gets up, muttering something about someone please switch places with me, do you want me to die, is that what you want, a shitty otaku like me isn't built for this, this is one of my favorite tropes--.

On cue, Mammon and Satan get up and rush to take the now free seat. The winner is Mammon, “That should teach ya!! Taste the power of the second born! THE Mammon!” he shrieks, loud but uncharacteristically evasive, face and neck as red as they get whilst holding intense eye contact with Levi's cereal bowl.

You laugh, as you always do, no longer surprised by their weird antics. “What's with that? Already fighting, so early on?” Elbow on table, cheek on hand, and the oversized t-shirt slides down, flashing an incredibly soft-looking shoulder.

While Levi chokes up with his own saliva and Beel reminds him he needs to breathe, Belphie sighs and shakes his head, unfazed, biting into his toast “Humans are pretty oblivious, uh? So dumb”, and if he moves his chair a little bit closer to try to get a better look, it's no one's business but his.

“Calling me dumb as soon as I get here? Mean”, you halfheartedly complain. Belphie might be onto something this time though: you have no idea what's going on.

Beel resumes chewing as he puts down a half-eaten cookie in front of you, “Saved this one for you”, which gets him a smile. In the next breath, Asmo puts two cookies (unchewed) on your plate “And I saved these for you, honey”, which gets him an even brighter smile.

Before everything gets out of control —he can already see his brothers wrestling until filling up your plate to the brim—, Lucifer decides it's time to intervene, “MC. Where are your pants.”

It's not a question, you notice. You scratch your neck and tilt your head, suddenly overly-conscious of your attire (or lack thereof) “Well. In my room. I hope.”

That gets you an exasperated sigh. Weird, that was even faster than usual. “Let me ask once again, and this time answer accordingly. Why are you not wearing your pants.”

“Oh. Haha. Actually, it's super funny” It's not. “But, you see, back in the human world I used to do this all the time.”

“This as in… Walking around naked?” Satan is the one asking, but while Lucifer sounds every bit of judgmental, he sounds playfully curious, his voice carries an obvious smile, even as he tries to hide it behind his mug (it's the one you got him, with cat ears, and a heart-shaped tail as the uncomfortable-looking handle).

“Not naked” How ridiculous would that be? You roll your eyes, reaching for your own mug (the one that has “Why be a demon hunter when you can be a demon kisser?” in bold red letters) and stopping halfway, thinking. “Surely I'm wearing boxers right now.” And to corroborate that you are, in fact, not walking around naked, you look down and lift the shirt. Just to be sure.

You've barely got a glimpse of black fabric (great, you didn't forget, that could've been embarrassing) when Mammon comes back to life, reaching out with both hands and pulling down to cover you once again, with more than enough strength. “Oi, oi, oi! W-w-what do ya think ya're doin'?! Are ya really that stupid?! Don't go around lettin' them s--”

A glimpse of your left nipple as the t-shirt slides even lower is apparently the straw that broke the demon's back, if the multiple gasps and squeals, delighted giggles (pretty sure those are Asmo's) and Lucifer's loud groan are any indicative.

“Enough. From now on, pants and t-shirts that actually fit are mandatory in and out the house.”

“Thank you, but no, thank you. I can't go back to wearing pants, they're suffocating. Also, it's only inside the house, so it should be okay, right?”

“It wasn't a question, this isn't about you agreeing or not, it's regulatory, and--”

“I say, if my darling doesn't want to wear pants, let him be, maybe it's a strange human tradition? We should join him!”

“That can't be the case, I haven't read anything like that before.”

“C-couldn't you at least wear a longer t-shirt? I'm going to pass out, it's exactly the same as in the second episode of I Turned Into a Bat Thinking My Childhood Friend Wouldn't Care But We Ended Up Married in The Afterlife where the protagonist--”

“It looks comfortable, MC. You probably can eat a lot in that.”

“And naps in a long t-shirt are the best, right? We should test it out. Right after breakfast.”

“Oi!! No! It's a no-go! Don't ya think I don't see ya lookin' at my human all over! Do I need to remind y'all who his first man is--”

“I don't see why it is such a big deal”, you mumble, pointedly not looking in Lucifer's direction, finally biting into a cookie as you let the t-shirt slide and move as it pleases, feeling snug and comfy in its embrace. So soft. “Aren't we all guys? There's nothing that I have that you don't.”

You continue chewing, eyes widening at a sudden realization “Or there is?” you ask, mouth full of cookie, trying to recall your limited knowledge in Demon Anatomy. Not your best subject, if you're being honest.

And thus a new round of shouting and squealing starts, so chaotic that getting a word in is impossible.

Or, at least was, until the ringing of the bell stops everyone in its tracks. Getting a few crumbs off your hands with the help of your very controversial t-shirt, you get up, walking towards the door with all the confidence of someone who's actually wearing pants.

It seems like ages since the last time all seven siblings agreed on something, but right now, they all scream in unison “Don't open the door!”.

ao3 ― writing tag

[shadyteacup]

*breaks into your house politely*

Character ask with: Chuuya, Fyodor and Atsushi (the most random assortment)

Also I’m sorry for not popping by earlier! Have some love and affection 💗💓💕💘💝

*welcomes u politely**crushes u in a bear hug*

seeing u here makes me so happy uwu u have no idea<3<3

this is kinds easy, ngl...

1. get randomly assigned as your lab partner for a whole semester

def not atsushi, coz he would be clumsy af n prolly break a couple of test tubes every 15 mins lmaoo

Chuuya would be too loud and get us a scolding or maybe even detention because, hey, we will be gossip queens. Like, fuck the experiment, tell me about that kid that got called into the principal's office.

So, my one n only option is Fyodor! and I don't mind one bit! This guy's a genius, and we'll get along really well. I am usually the kid that gives others a summary of a chapter 15 mins before the exam, but with him there, I can finally take it easy n ask him to summarize for me.

"You got all that? The viva begins in 15 minutes.", Fyodor said, closing the textbook.

"Mhm. Oh, did you bring a lab coat?", Minnie asked, shuffling through her bag.

"Yes. I brought two because I could rely on you to forget, dearest.", Fyodor said, pulling out a freshly ironed labcoat from his bag and handing it to his partner.

"Fedya, you're the best!", Minnie said, pulling him into a hug.

"I know."

"I wouldn't survive a day without you!"

"I know."

2. get trapped with on a broken elevator for ten hours

~Atsushi! I want to really have a nice, long talk with him, and maybe even give him some platonic love and head pats, because our precious boy deserves them all.

"For years I used to think I'm a good for nothing because of the orphanage.", Atsushi said, looking down and rubbing his arm nervously.

"Hey, listen to me, you're the nicest, kindest, most amazing guy I've ever met, and let me tell you, you have a heart of gold."

Atsushi looked at her wide-eyed. He couldn't help but let a few tears escape as Minnie pulled him into a hug and patted his soft locks reassuringly.

~Might even teach him tiktok (reels for me lol) dances.

"And then you swing your hand over your head, and- no, no, no, not like that."

Atsushi huffed but tried to keep up with Minnie as she instructed him. After a few determined tries, he finally got a hang of it.

"Yes! That's how you do it!", Minnie cheered, giving him a fist bump.

"You are going to be such a star, sushi-kun!"

"Huh?! I'm not going to post that!"

"Too bad I already did."

"Haa?!"

3. get as my employee trainer for my new job at McDonalds

Chuu!

Just one word, chaotic~

"Minnie, I got a complaint from a customer that you were being rude. Tell me what happened."

"I called her a bitch."

"You- Minnie, you know we can't do that!"

"She mocked me and said that I shouldn't have cut my hair, I looked better with it covering half of my 'ugly' face." (ps: this isn't sm sm1 has said to me, i just couldn't come up with a better rude statement lol)

"Still, this isn't- THAT BITCH SAID WHAT?! EXCUSE ME DOES SHE HAVE EYES?! HAS SHE SEEN HOW PRETTY U ARE?! THAT CROCODILE LOOKING UGLY BITCH-"

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[maxenceandrebisset]

Fair skin, 168 cm of height, light brown hair and brown eyes with shades of green too. I'm from Poland. In the future I wish to live anywhere but not in my country (political situation isn't good unfortunately). Currently, I'm at my 3rd semester of Journalism at university. My dream job is to be a writer or owner of a bookshop (like that one in Nothing Hill for example).

Beyond Formula 1 I'm totally obsessed with movies. Sometimes I can go to the cinema twice or three times a week. I like to play games on PS4 (recently finished Uncharted 4). I also like learning languages on my own (I started with Italian this year). I speak Polish, English, a bit of Russian but I'm not very good. And I love to watch sport. Since I was a child I've always watched Olympics etc. Personal favourites are ski jumping, tenis, soccer and volleyball.

I'm highly sensitive person. There was and there still is a lot of pain in my life. Been bullied, abused and recently someone broke my heart, so my significant other would have to prepare than I need a lot of reassurance and patience. I'm loyal af, really organised and often too hard on myself. I also notice these little things about people which others ignore. And I can be really cute sometimes ☺

Girl, I understand your wish to live anywhere, but in Poland (am from the Czech Republic, so I know what's going on over at you more than well...)

The two main reasons why I decided to match you with Carlos was the fact that you love sport & that you are a sensitive person seeking someone, who could respect that and help you with that - let me elaborate on these...

- I think that everyone knows that Carlos is an athletic person even outside of Formula One - constantly playing golf with his friends and family, tennis with his father, regularly hitting the gym, and probably a ton of more he just doesn't post on social media - and I do believe that he would really be up to any sort of sport, especially if he could play/do it with you + he would genuinely try to master it since he is quite competitive in anything he does (all the cold-blooded competing with Lando during their golf games)

- This guy plays FIFA on Playstation all the time, so I assume that he wouldn't be exactly lost in the area of gaming either, in the spite of the fact that he definitely prefers real sport, and would be up to spending free time just playing with you on PS4

- Back to the second main reason I matched you with him - Carlos is an extremely kind-hearted and compassionate person, I am not kidding, he can get along with anyone, and even though he might not look like that soft and empathetic kind of guy at the first sight, he definitely is one of the nicest ones on the grid

- Thus I think that he would be able to listen to you, be patient with you and constantly reassure and compliment you to help you gain the self-confidence back - I don't know, he just seems like that kind of guy, who has the most heart-warming compliments when he is complimenting his loved ones

- He is also someone, who, in my opinion, values loyalty in relationship over anything and wants someone who is organized and well put-together - unlike many other drivers, who wouldn't mind a messy, chaotic, and quirky lover

- Has a thing for cute people - just look at Isa and Lando

- You would be one of the most language-oriented couples on the grid as well, which is more than admirable (don't know why, but when people can speak multiple languages it is extremely cool in my opinion) - his Spanish, Italian and English, and your Polish, English, and Russian, just wow...

- You would get to live in Spain or Mallorca with him - truly gorgeous countries, can you imagine having your own bookshop there? Pinterest worthy aesthetics, am telling you that...

[berlinini]

Bringing it full circle, how would you spend your weekend on the farm with the one & only Zayn Malik?

I feel honored to have the question sent back to me and honestly, having read yours, Steph's and Sea's answers, it's pretty hard to come up with something original because we just want to pet the animals with Zayn high af.

But here is my ideal week-end at Zayn's farm:

Zayn picks me up from the airport in a sick Harley Davidson. We ride to the farm, I admire the countryside. It's beautiful and the wind is warm on my skin and I have to hold on tight to Zayn for the whole ride. When we arrive, he removes his helmet and it's like a movie scene, everything is in slow motion and I die a little. Gigi comes out the front door in a dramatic fashion, holding Khai, and I am reminded that God has her favourite and I am not one of them. (But! I'm still at the farm with them so I guess God doesn't hate me either.)

I'm invited inside for a delicious brunch, with all sorts of food on a very beautiful table in a very beautiful house. Everything is beautiful, especially Zayn Malik, and I feel a bit overwhelmed. We eat and talk and laugh. It's great. We're full so we decide to go for a walk. Khai has a little wooden trolley and I get to pull her the whole time. We see the lavender fields and have an impromptu photoshoot. Then we go see the animals and we pet the goats and the lambs and, again, it feels like I'm in a movie.

Khai needs a nap and so does everyone, we decide. I get to sleep on a very comfortable canopy bed on a beautiful terrace that has italian villa vibes (why not). Then we all wake up fresh and ready to PaRtYyYYy. Gigi and Zayn have a handful of close friends over so there's a nice atmosphere. Obviously I'm Zayn's preferred guest so he doesn't leave my side. There's an outdoors bar, near a fire pit. I make some nice cocktails. I successful convert Zayn to drinking negronis. We talk about everything and nothing. Someone calls for tequila shots and I have no choice but to oblige. We get comfortably tipsy and then we start telling some of our weirdest stories, and I try to get Zayn to dish out on 1D, Harry, Louis, the music industry, the grammys, etc. It ends up in a serious conversation about Yellow Metal/Cathartic and we talk about racism, UK class politics, the American political system, Palestine and it gets pretty heavy so at some point someone yells "SHOTS" and we drink again, laughing.

We're starving so we order food and eat in the kitchen messily. Zayn blasts his favourite music and we start doing a chaotic karaoke. I try to sing Lucozade with Zayn but I fail miserably. Then I harass him into singing Better and River Road for me and maybe I pass out a little because it's all too much. Then someone decides that it's time to jump into the pool (all dressed up) and we end up in the jacuzzi. And if I'm looking at Zayn's body tattoos for too long, what about it?

Anyways we go to sleep very tired, very much not sober and very very happy.

In the morning, everything is slow and relaxed and we enjoy being outdoors for a delicious breakfast. We have mimosas by the pool. Khai is learning how to swim. I somehow forgot to bring enough clothes so Gigi takes me in her walk-in closet and we end up trying fifty outfits, taking photos, and, when she's not looking, I steal one of Zayn's shirts as a souvenir (and proof that this isn't a dream).

Later, Zayn tells me he wants to work in the studio for a bit and asks if I wanna join. He shows me around and I get to hear some unreleased songs and some new material. We talk about music, about his career plans, his rap, his favourite collaborators, his label, and all. At some point we're just chilling in the couch and OF COURSE it's time to start blazin'. We're both high af and neither of us is talking, we're just listening to music and chilling. Zayn sings a bit and closes his eyes, laid out on the couch. I take a (long) moment to admire him (respectfully). I'm out of my mind asking myself: is this happening?

Some time later (who knows how much tho as time is irrelevant when you're high), someone comes up and says that my flight is leaving soon and I should start getting ready to leave. I'm devastated. Zayn says I can come back anytime and promises that next time, we'll go fishing together. I ask if I could have matching overalls and he says, of course love. When we say goodbye, he smiles so wide, his eyes light up and he does the little tongue-on-the-teeth smile.

I can't wait to be back.