#maybe there's a camera roll somewhere lmao

[maxcore]

every new detail we learn of max's night out is funnier than the last and it's made all the more fun cause there's no pictures, no videos, just third people's accounts

[antimonyandthyme]

2k, paul/carlos

(written after the c2 / paul vid, and this post came out with the brilliant @formulahs suggesting an auction LMAO)

He goes without the expectation of buying anything. He looks forward to a good time, even with all the cameras around. The shoes his stylist wants him to go in are fanciful, shiny monstrosities, and he nearly insists for the sneakers to stay on. Then he remembers that he’s technically there for Ferrari, and dutifully swaps them out.

Technically. Paul can go for other reasons too. Charles is lovely, if a little vacant around him. Carlos is. Carlos is, he’s—

It’s early days and Paul isn’t one for poetry, and yet here he is. He hopes to god he isn’t being obvious. Not to the staff when he spots Carlos and lights up like a schoolboy with a crush. Not to Charles, when he holds on to Carlos for a handshake that’s a little longer than necessary. Definitely not obvious to whoever watches these videos, when he mouths all of the answers to Carlos.

Can’t deny having a favourite. He can turn his nose up all he wants at the reputation that follows any young actor these days, but he can’t deny his appreciation for nice things. There are no trophies in his world—yet, just good food, good drink, good people. Beautiful people. For the third time since they rolled cameras, Paul is caught staring. Carlos always looks slightly lost, staring back, like he’s trying to figure Paul out, before he ducks his head and curls up. Large hands clasped in his lap. Maybe a little shy. Maybe a little pleased.

“He’s a little expensive,” Charles says, “but you should be able to afford him.”

Paul attempts to tamper his face into something palatable. Ungracious of Charles to lay out his desires so plainly. And then in the same breath insinuate that his ability to pay might not stack up. Somewhere past Paul’s eyeline, Carlos is returning his mic to the staff with a relieved smile. Unpacking his spine into something looser, now that the cameras are off. He tips his head at Paul, eyes inquisitive, as if guessing that they were discussing him.

Paul has to look away, guilty.

“I didn’t plan on buying,” he says. It’s the truth. Mostly. In his defense, it wasn’t like Ferrari were being subtle about shoving them in a room together, especially after they made this tradition known. It’s like asking someone not to think of elephants. On command, a safari blooms open in Paul’s mind.

Charles shrugs. “We’ll have another event later. Someone else probably will.”

The flippant way Charles speaks about it grates against Paul’s skin. He can’t tell if Charles is trying to rile him up. The thought of Carlos having to hang off a faceless person’s arm makes distaste churn so violently in his belly that it manifests into an ache.

“Carlos wouldn’t mind, if it’s you.”

“How would you know,” Paul grits out. The mental fidget spinner he has for Charles keeps going around in circles, flickering from Empty to Dickhead to Helpful, maybe?

“Ah, he’s used to it no? People looking at him like that.” Charles’s voice dips low, like he’s sharing a secret. Paul’s an actor for fuck’s sake. He knows when someone’s selling him something, a mediocre contract, a shitty line. Still, he can’t help leaning in closer, puts his ear right next to Charles’s mouth.

Further away, Carlos’s mouth twists down, his gaze shutters. Just a minute, baby, Paul wants to tell him. Just—give me a minute.

“He looks back, when it’s you,” Charles says, and Paul’s done convincing himself otherwise.

--

They tell him, in one of the most bewildering conversations Paul’s ever had, that Carlos will be delivered in the evening, at whatever time suits Paul best. Delivered, like he’s some kind of package. What the fuck, sings one part of his brain. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what have you just done. The other part, the part that’s mostly primitive and hedonistic, somehow takes charge and sends him off on multiple errands. He gets his hair trimmed, just a little at the sides. He buys some wine. He changes into the sneakers. He considers getting another tattoo, before he snaps himself out of it.

Poetry and tattoos. Paul’s lost his mind.

The time in between gives him room to vacillate between wanting to feed the open maw within him and growing shamefully aware about the shape of his yearning. He hadn’t realized he had enough space within his ribcage to stuff another man entire. There are so many other ways he could have gone about this. But he doesn’t have Carlos’s number. He can’t text. Even if he could, Paul wouldn’t know what to say.

Tick tock, tick tock. Paul rearranges furniture, door dashes some flowers, after spending half an hour reading up on flower language, interspersed with vapid scrolling of his socials. Tick tock.

By the time Carlos arrives, he’s in a bit of a wreck. People who move in Carlos’s world would certainly be familiar with Ferrari’s clauses, and would know how to act. The muted greeting Carlos gives doesn’t help either. He’s dressed up but down, in a plain, almost translucent shirt that leaves little to imagination. He toes off his shoes with an unconscious gracefulness, and comes to stand in front of Paul. He’s waxed, which Paul knows, just from being so close to him this afternoon, had to have happened in that space where Paul was questioning all his life choices. He looks wonderful, except for the fact that he looks so visibly uncomfortable.

“Do you,” Paul starts. Swallowing around the dry lump in his throat. “Do you want something to drink?”

Carlos fidgets. “If you’d like,” he says.

That’s, ow.

They’d assured him, again and again, that Carlos always had the final say, but his teeth are buried in his lower lip, hard enough to blanch, and his toes dig into the carpet like a lifeline. It’s not like Paul’s hung out with Carlos more than a handful of times, but it’s hard to ever picture him in such distress. Carlos is—larger, than what he’d ever seen on screen. You have to witness him in person, to understand.

Faced with this shrunken version of Carlos, Paul can’t bring himself to continue.

“I’m sorry,” he croaks. “I really am. I assumed you’d want—I’m sorry.”

Carlos flinches, jerks his head up. “Wait.”

“It’s alright,” Paul says. “You don’t have to, if you don’t want to. You could just leave. I won’t tell anyone.”

“Wait,” Carlos says, more urgently. “I don’t want to—” His voice grows small. “Do you want me to leave?”

“Of course not,” Paul nearly yelps. “But you’re. You’re…”

Carlos’s cheeks are very pink. His toes tap an erratic beat on the floor. His hands are clasped in front of him, almost in supplication.

“You’re nervous!”

“Yes!” Carlos blurts out, before looking very mortified. “I’m. Ah, fuck. Paul, I’m never. Never like this.”

Tension bleeds out of him. Something so relieved escapes out of Paul’s mouth in an embarrassing giggle. “Carlos. You should have just said.”

“I don’t know why…” Carlos trails off, scrubbing at the back of his neck vigorously. “With you, I’m like this. I don’t know. I want.” His toes tap some more. “I want to.”

“Want to?” Paul says, coming closer, watching Carlos sway in eagerly.

“Make it worth it,” Carlos mutters. “What you paid.”

Paul groans. He wants to shake Carlos. Then decides, hey, he actually can shake Carlos. Gentle hands around his shoulders, shaking him like a beloved ragdoll. “Oh my god. You can’t be serious.”

“It’s a lot of money,” Carlos protests, but the corners of his mouth are turned up now.

“Shut up, you’re ridiculous. Do you think I would have even paid that if, if I. Oh my god, Carlos. You have to know, right?”

“Know what,” Carlos says, enjoying being a little shit now that they’re joking.

“Can’t take my eyes off you, when you’re in the room,” Paul says. “I thought I was being obvious.”

“You were,” Carlos says brightly. “I thought I was obvious right back.”

“Okay, so. So why are you—?”

Carlos’s face twists. “This season has been. Ah.” He shakes his head reluctantly. “You don’t have to listen to this.”

“Go on,” Paul says. “Come on, tell me. Twelve hours of your time, remember?”

“Been hard to live up to expectations, this year,” Carlos says. “I didn’t want that with you.”

“You are so.” Stupid. Hot. Stupidly hot. “I’m going to shake you some more,” Paul says. “I cannot believe you.”

“That’s fine,” Carlos says. He goes along with the shaking, in a way that shows exactly how much of his body he’s putting into Paul’s hands. A neck as thick as that and he’s somehow limp under Paul’s touch. That’s, well. That’s a lot. “Then maybe, maybe. You could kiss me?”

Yes, yes. Yesssssssss, sings both parts of Paul’s brain. Yes.

Carlos is still now, expectant. A long, lean line of muscle, rooted to the ground, that Paul can trace hungrily with his eyes. He could pull at Carlos with all his strength and Carlos would not move, if he did not want to. But when Paul nudges a finger under his jaw, Carlos goes, looks up, right at him. Leans in.

--

He’s a greedy little thing, isn’t he. Swallows Paul with ease, every which way. He makes insane noises, deep, and guttural when Paul fucks him hard, high, and breathless when Paul thumbs at his nipples. Carlos clutches at Paul like it’d physically hurt to let go. Everything he’s meant to do, he does and is wonderful at it. And somehow, he’d managed to assume he wouldn’t live up.

“Unbelievable,” Paul says to the ceiling, some time after he’d come so viciously it felt like he’d been wrung out like a dish towel. “You’re unbelievable.”

“Are you still mad at me,” Carlos says, amused.

“Yes.”

“Ay, don’t be,” Carlos says, softly. “I really was nervous.”

Paul turns on his side, hand supporting his head as he gazes at Carlos. Crazy intimate. Terrible, the way he’s setting himself up for the worst time. He can’t bring himself to care.

“You’re allowed to stay the night?”

“Twelve hours,” Carlos says. “You can ask me to do anything.”

“Anything?”

“Anything,” Carlos confirms. “Sleep at the foot of the bed, if you want.”

Why would he even say such a—Paul is going to shake him again. If he can unpretzel himself from all that easy comfort following an earth-shattering orgasm. He nudges at Carlos’s hip instead. It’s the closest body part he can find.

“I kick in my sleep,” Paul says seriously, delighting in the way that makes Carlos giggle. He pats the scant space next to him. “I’d rather you be right here.”

“I’ll be right here,” Carlos says, then clears his throat. He probably was just parroting Paul, didn’t mean for it to sound so much like a promise.

But Paul… is also a greedy little thing, isn’t he? So greedy he paid for it, and so greedy he wants more now that he’s had a taste.

“And after?” Paul says. Will you be…?

“After,” Carlos says, “after Las Vegas is Qatar. Then Abu Dhabi.”

“Fine,” Paul says. As let downs go, this is pretty devastating, but he’ll live. It’s not like he had expected—never mind.

Carlos shifts. His jaw unlocks, then clicks back. “You get discounts, after, did you know that? Very good discounts.”

“Oh,” Paul says, a little wobbly. “Do I?”

“Yes. And after Abu Dhabi, it’s. It’s free.”

“Ah.” His chest is squeezing tighter than a fist. The space in his ribcage! Expanding and contracting to accommodate whatever Carlos sees fit. He lets himself imagine pressing up close to Carlos in a quiet apartment, pulling out every sound in Carlos's vocabulary with time, unlimited, on his hands. Buying flowers he knows for sure Carlos likes.

“I guess I need to stick around."

“Guess so,” Carlos says, smiles. “Make it worth your while.”

[sunny-speaks]

Hacker! Ren Headcanons

Basically just hc’s abt what ren does in his free time watching u, yk, normal stuff

Character(s): Ren/[REDACTED] from @14dayswithyou and mild mention of Harper from @/campwillowpeak

A/N: Definitely check out Camp Willowpeak if you have the time! Great VN in progress!

Trigger warnings: Minor panic attack after ‘And it is the worst feeling in all of Corland Bay.’

Um, mention of NSFW and kinks etc. Minors DNI !

Ren spends every waking hour of the day trying to be as close to you as he can possibly muster.

He just wants to be there with you in some shape or form!

The best days for him are the weekends, you don’t have to work and you can stay home all day if you choose to!

Some of his favorite things to watch you do is watch your anime, read fanfiction and a bunch of other things that help with his research.

When you indulge in your fixations, it helps Ren change himself accordingly to whatever you like at the moment!

You like science-y guys? Luckily for you, he took Biology and Chemistry in high school!

Totally not to figure out how to kill people effectively or clean up bloodstains, what???

You like artsy guys? He makes these amazing collages and collections of photography! Also took painting and art in high school!

Once again, totally not because he wanted the best drawings/paintings of you or the best high quality photos for his shrine, whaaat???

But having you read fanfiction is much more interesting to him.

He can see the types of characters you like to read about, your favorite genre, your favorite pairings, your favorite character dynamics…

Whether you prefer sunshine characters with a dark side, characters who look like they could kill you but are actually cinnamon rolls, two idiots + one brain cell, it’d all help him further his agenda of manipulating you to love him making him perfect for you!

And if you go into the NSFW section? He is frothing at the mouth.

This is his chance!! He can figure out what you prefer in the bedroom and win you over with his seduction skills! (not that he needs any ofc… have u seen him??? His dick is like 10 inches, that's a seduction skill on its own…)

(and maybe sometimes he takes advantage of the cameras around your place to listen in and watch you do some… intimate activities)

Whether you like submissive guys or dominant guys or service tops or brats, Ren is all for it! If you’re into some kinky shit, he might not be too into it, but he’ll give it a try for you!!

But if you share one of his massive kinks (ex. Breeding, marking) dude, you are so fucked.

Ren is straight up praying to his shrine that he can be the only one to fulfill your desires because, whoa, he would be soo good to you if you gave him a chance. He would literally cry if you wanted him to do whatever he liked to you.

Also you both like the same shit??? You were clearly meant to be!!

He sees you scrolling on social media and calling yourself delulu? (just like him ong) Don’t worry, he’ll be there so you can fufill your delusions!!

You’ll never have to be delusional again now that you have him!!

Ren saw you scroll through your Tumblr feed, seemingly spending hours lurking on this one account of… Camp Treepeak, or something. It irked him when he saw you focusing on this one character who had you swooning.

So what if that dumb brunette was 6’9’’??? So what if he was a pyromaniac??? He was just a dumb game character, Ren was real! Besides, Ren was more than sure that those missing 4 inches of height between and that fictional guy went somewhere… else.

You didn’t know what you were missing out on!! Ren was right there, always waiting for you to notice him! If you gave him even the smallest chance, he’d swoop in and make your life a living romance visual novel if you wanted!

He could be anyone you wanted him to be! At all! If that’s what it takes for him to be yours, he’d do it in a heartbeat!

(I have brought this up before lmao) Would absolutely be down to try and cosplay any character you aggressively rave about to Moth.

While he absolutely detests Moth for being the one that you go to with this stuff, he can’t deny that it's useful for him to tap into the call, mute Moth on his own end and listen to you go on and on about whatever you’re rambling about at the moment.

Your voice is so pretty, like a canary… Birds remind him of freedom in some way, some days Ren would like to keep you captive, hide you away from the world.

But then he looks at himself in the mirror and he sees his father stare back.

And it is the worst feeling in all of Corland Bay.

He hums to himself, listening to you talk on and on to Moth but can’t help and think, ‘Wouldn’t it be nice if I was the only one they ever sang to?’ and it sends Ren into a spiral of dark thoughts he immediately dry heaves at.

He’s trying so hard to focus on your melodic tone before he pants over the sink, body shaking. No, no, no, no.

No. He is not psychopathic. You are not something he can own. You are not his. That is not his decision. You have your voice. You are your own person.

“Hey, you alright?” Your calming voice shakes him out of his stupor. Of course, it did. It helped him get through nightmares, through hungover evenings where he just wanted to be with you, past his job when he felt demotivated.

Subconsciously, he knew you were just talking to Moth, but he couldn’t help but respond. “Y-yeah. I think so.”

“Mm, I feel that.”

Wow, maybe if he squinted, the two of you could be having a conversation! If it wasn’t for that lingering thought of his bastard dad, he would’ve been giggling on the couch, kicking his feet and twirling his hair.

…He was really getting into his Ren persona, wasn’t he…?

“Look, cheer up, things get better. I mean, my job’s no walk in the park, but it’s about the small wins!” He could hear the grin in your voice, you always managed to bring your emotions through audio, “Like, like! The other day, some guy on the street saw my subtle Attack on Giants jacket and stopped to me and said―”

“ ‘Yoo, is that AOG?’ “ Ren repeated the same words with a small smile on his face. He remembered how you reined in your expression before your face lit up as soon as you were by yourself.

You sighed and chuckled at whatever Moth had replied. “No, I am not a huge nerd. I simply have good taste. Oh yeah, remember how I told you about that one skater boy–” and your voice faded to background noise again.

Ren took a couple deep breaths to calm himself. He wasn’t his sperm donor, he’d be better. For you.

And the rest of his nights would be spent, adoringly adding to your shrine and his collection of your items.

Then he would lay in bed, clutching a pillow, wishing it were you he had to cuddle with but could settle for the plush, soft object until he finally won you over.

(personal headcanon that ren has one of those like, duck filled pillows he hugs instead of his stuffed toys which he leaves on display. Sometimes all the body parts just get in the way and he just wants to hug something soft��� :(( like you :(( )

Which he would… one day.

[mjrtaurus]

The idea of some poor photographer (perhaps even Mr Take D Photo himself Attach) sweating and shaking like a stripper trying to take this photo of Dragon is sending me lmao!

But let’s consider a different scenario where a much stupider braver camera person just kinda…walked up to him and was like “hey so my boss sent me here to die I mean take your photo is that cool with you Mr World's Worst Criminal?” And Dragon, while taken aback, just kinda rolls with it but has forgotten in all the years of just not being in photographs how awkward he can get in front of a camera so it goes something like

“…Should I be smiling?”

“Uhhh I mean I guess?? If you want?? Lots of people smile in theirs I suppose.”

“Ok.”

A beat of silence and then

“Do I pose or do people not do anymore?”

“No need to overthink it, just do whatever comes naturally!” (Said with fear because why is Monkey D Dragon asking them about poses rn??)

“Okay.”

A beat passes, then two, the poor photographer is about to get their photo and hightail it out of there when..

“What should I do with my arms?”

TLDR Dragon being really bad with photos is just real to me.

Take D Photo has me HOWLING hold on 🤣

The photographer is trying not to shake as he takes the photo and Dragon is internally like “oh shit, I forgot to do my mascara this morning. Oh well.” Because maybe if he looks like Some Guy, he can beat the crazy allegations against him (the ones that aren’t true, at least).

But no. This man is incapable of looking like Some Guy. He is a sort of mythical creature in the sense that he can be the most majestic and mysterious living thing on the planet, but the second he sees a camera he turns into an awkward, lanky 80s goth getting his id renewal at the DMV after smoking a bowl in the parking lot.

Case and point

And Mr Take D Photo comes back to the WEJ HQ and hands over his polaroids to Morgan and the bird looks at him like “how the fuck are you still alive right now???” He doesn’t know. Nobody knows. Not even Dragon knows.

Meanwhile, somewhere on Karai Bari, Perona and Mihawk are comparing photos of their reptilian work acquaintance’s old flame, trying to figure out what brand of liner he uses that holds that well in hurricane force wind and rain.

[kimkhimhant]

So I'm rereading tigtw again and I just got to Kim meeting Milk for the first time and my heart melted as it always does. There is just something so tender about the way you wrote that scene that it turns me to mush every time, no matter how many times I've read it.

ahhh I hope you've been enjoying your reread 🥰🥹 honestly that scene even gets me and I wrote it lmao. just. two traumatized kitties meeting each other and immediately bonding 😭 maybe the symbolism is too blatant to be poetic - milk as a reflection of Kim & his childhood, and Kim being gentle and taking care of her - but it was important to me so idc lmao. just know that somewhere out there in the multiverse rn Kim and Milk are curled up on the beanbag chair by the window, warmed by the sun, and Chay has 3 dozen new photos in his camera roll

[xplrvibes]

ok colby feeling like he might actually be sick. “It might be good content if i do” you know what else would be good content? tapping into your psychic side more.

Im just going to keep this ask open and continue my thoughts and then send as one message. if this is stupidly long i will not he offended if you don’t respond 😂

colby tryna get some ghost p*ssy lmao i jk i jk also him genuinely feeling sick like he might be coming down with something ever since he got into the hotel… 👀

maybe the mizpah would be a good place for him to go back to and tap into his empathic side bc he says he feels super calm there and obviously the ghosts like him sooo win win

sam being on a caffeine high and being extra jumpy bc of it is sending me 😂😂 and colby laughing every time the torches go off is also sending me

also something about the way sam groups colby with mackie and amanda feels so soft to me. like warm and cozy. like he’s talking about how the girls feel sick and he says “and now colby…. like you know when you’re an empath and you feel like you’re throwing up” torch goes off. idk how to explain it but it makes my heart warm.

omg was not expecting colby to look so drained when they pulled him out of the room. maybe bc it was so dark, he was lying down, doesn’t feel well, it’s late. his body was ready to call it a night ok the girls just asked if he was crying. he looks like he just rolled our of bed and doesnt know what day it is lol

oh frick yeah colby estes. jfc this is so intense, and its so so so on point. everything is being answered and when someone else came thru it was an immediate syntax change as well. a clear distinction between two people. even the way colby says the words is different depending on who’s talking. this is so wild.

ok done. also sidebar i love their outro, i feel like did they stop doing it? the peace sign to blowing a kiss? or am i stupid? i love it, its so cute.

- aussie anon

I knew you would like that episode! Just the whole thing of Colby just happily macking with a ghost the whole time while everyone else is having a terrible, terrible time...high comedy lol. Not to mention, this is Colby's charisma and "rizz" as the kids call it on full display.

To me, it's almost like he got a contact high from the ghost; like he came out of that room looking like he just had the Pink Floyd cranked and was feeling no pain lol. But it was interesting how it started out with him not feeling well, but once he got in a room alone with this ghost and he felt comfortable and safe, the vibes changed.

Also, I don't remember if this was in the video or not, but I know he had mentioned somewhere that he wound up spending the night in that room afterwards and slept very well, so there's also that.

Sam exercising his numerology-given right to be Colby's guide and looking out for him, worrying about him, etc is always a feel good moment even when it happens in the weirdest environments. I like how he was willing to cut the camera for Colby and Colby was just like "Nah, I'm willing to puke on-screen." Like, my dudes, I enjoy your content...but I won't enjoy that lol.

Also, I am not a person who takes any umbrage to sexual humor (obviously) but Sam with the miner/minor jokes...I'm like my friend, please stop before you get yourself in trouble lmao.

But yea, that estes was one of the more intense ones, and one of those ones where it almost felt like he was channeling something at times. I did laugh at the "15 minutes can save you..." like obviously that was a Geico commercial coming through, but its funny how those things work sometimes.

[noirbriar]

Culture Shock

Choco_Pom

[Video: A rather blurry, dark video. A blond in a comfy yellow purple hoodie trying to muffle his laughs, with only his lower half of his face visible. Even then, its mostly hidden by a fluffy domesticated coeurl’s snow white fur as a loud tirade in galah goes on in the background along with the sound of the tv.

The camera flips around and barely shows what seems like a very distressed man slouching in the sofa topless and in a patterned sleeping slacks. Although some tattoos are visible on his neck along with his braids. Obviously a Galahdian. Sounds of the Great Insomnia Cookoff echoes in the room. The man is supporting his forehead against the palm of his hand leaning on the side while the cat smoothly patters towards the man’s lap, laying down on its new perch to groom. There is also a immensely large cat tree at the side of the room.

A cheeky ‘pliss help me’ text is added overhead.

“-This is amazing, the smell is aromatic but just a tad too much that it overpowers the natural robustness of the Garula.”

Suddenly, he sits up and gestures wildly at the tv in great offence while talking in rapid Galah. The cat gets startled and leaps off. Rough subtitles are kindly provided for what comes next.

Subs:“How can you guys import spices from Galahd all these years but not know how to use them properly?! Ridiculous! Its not complicated-!”

Beep. Scene cut.

“-Also the rice is too wet-”

Subs:“Wet. Wet?! You wet curtain! Thats not even the problem! Wheres the pandan leaves? The damn coconut milk?? Somewhere, a grandmother will disown you for this, Etro forbid you to dishonour her name in her house with this travesty-!”

Beep. Scene cut.

“-And it seems like there is too much gravy that sticks to the skin, almost too starchy and pastey. Its, making it very dry in my mouth-”

Subs:“YOU are dryer than the paste.Its Garula Rendang!? Not Garula Stew! The pemasak IS suppose to be like a paste that is thicker than your foundation! Are you high??You-!”

Beep. Scene cut.

“-And I would appreciate more if its surface is more crispy”

The Galahdian’s fingers are pinched together with a tensed posture, audibly scowling incredulously at the screen. Almost hoping he can put everything before him out of its misery.

Subs:“What in great Etro’s graces is a crispy Rendang!? CRISPY!? Are you stupid?That Garula is crying in the Beyond just for that! A chef?! More like a damn hack! Legs on the Midgardsormr! In what way are you cooking actual Galahdian food? Where did you even learn all this?! 18 ancestors before you probably be rolling in embarrassment! This is a sin! Absolute crime! Pick any three year old and they can even cook better than this-!”

The video is shaking so much by now with a boy’s laughter that he is sniffling off camera while trying to persuade the Galahdian to relax and the video ends. ]

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Choco_Pom Not an accurate translation but you get the idea lmao. #GreatInsomniaCookoff #ImAmazed #WTFaretheycookingtho #Sacrilage

Glads

As a Lucian, Im so sorry to our fellow Galahdians.

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LunarPrincess

I laughed, I’m so sorry, he seems stressed, is he okay though?

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DuskDawn

LOL to be fair I been to Galahd for summer holidays and damn I feel the same way.That is not in anyway Garula Rendang. This show is a joke.

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Gator3

wow, if you don’t like it then don’t watch? better yet don’t come here?

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SpiceyMalboro

I’m Galahdian and this was me and my roommate throughout that entire episode, such terrible, much cringe.

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MooglePrincess

THE KITTY IS ADORABLE?! EXCUSE ME??

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QuestionableFlan

LMAO ABSOLUTE MOOD. Tho dude seems awfully familiar to me tho…

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LadySopi

This video maybe dark as hell but dammnnnn I know a Snacc when I see one.

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Mimirmimir

His rage is absolutely valid! Hahaha tho should let him try some of the ‘authentic galahd cuisine’ we got here. Will be wild!

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[Pom 11:20pm] : (sadchocobo.gif)

[Noc 11:33pm] : sup. Y u still up?

[Ig 11:33pm] : Indeed. How peculiar.

[Gladdy 11:33pm] : ?

[Pom 11:34pm] : No sleepover this weekend. Im like grounded.

[Noc 11:34pm] : lollollol Y? Cuz u got Nyx trending?

[Pom 11:34pm] : I DIDNT KNOW THE STUPID VIDEO WOULD BLOW UP

[Pom 11:34pm] : I DELEYTED IT BUT ITS ON KWEHTER TOO

[Pom 11:34pm] : Good thing that his face was not obvious and he didn’t get trouble at work!

[Pom 11:36pm] : Why am I so dumb???  (/ TAT)/

[Noc 11:37pm] : haaaaa was he mad?

[Pom 11:36pm] : NO AND THATS WORSE

[Ig 11:37pm] : On the bright side, the video was indeed not very obvious, Prompto.

[Gladdy 11:37pm] : it will die down lol shit on social be like that

[Ig 11:33pm] : Indeed. We’ll cross the bridge when we get there.

[Pom 11:36pm] : (baby chocobo falls over.gif)

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[Little Moon]

[Selena 1:20pm] : hahahaha I know those tattoos anywhere. With or without a face heh.

[Selena 1:20pm] :  also Zasiifa’s looks good!  

[Selena 1:20pm] : how did you end up trending on social btw?

[Nyx 1:33pm] : hello dear sister i’m very well I am having lunch yes thank you

[Nyx 1:33pm] : why have you invaded my space this lovely afternoon squirt?  

[Selena 1:35pm] : I’m just here to remind you to call mom as always

[Selena 1:35pm] : And that you are also trending here in Galahd hahahahaha

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To: Nyx Ulric <Nyx.Ulric@lucis.edu.gov>

Good afternoon Mr Ulric,

I hope this email finds you well. This is to inform you of a faculty meeting later today. Please do note your attendance is compulsory.

With regards,

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RUL FAC Faculty Administrative Office

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*dusts off this strange scrap and drops it* Might as well clear up some random things sitting in my folder? Also I have no tiktok and it shows  Basically Nyx has a non lethal coeurl that look more like modern day white serval. Referenced from the ff kingsglaive concept art of the mini coeurl. 

[scoops404]

how do you work your way to write a good banter between characters because lately I think that's where you can get a sense of it best

There are days, weeks sometimes, where I feel like I lose their banter and so I'll write stuff around it knowing I'll put banter somewhere when it comes back to me

the best way to try to force it is to listen to old streams or podcasts of DNF talking to each other and get a feel for the ridiculous things they say. I like to listen to sapnap in there too because i love his banter and his voice

Obviously we won't see their banter off camera, but we know that George curses a lot off stream and we know from what others have told us how annoying but sometimes sweet he can be--you have to just take a small grain and roll it around into a snowball. I think Dream is pretty much Dream all the time, maybe more candid about how he really feels off stream like as in creators he dislikes, etc. but i think he's pretty much himself everywhere. George is more private and guarded

as far as like generally and not mcyt, pick a friend you think has good banter and listen to them next time you're around them and try to remember the weird things they say and *how* they say it -> like body movements and stuff, too. Sometimes it's more in how they present it than it is the actual words they're saying

No idea if this was helpful or not! but i did promise i'm no expert lmao

[cursivebloodlines]

📸 - lydia

Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) | @overnightheartbeats | Accepting!

Taken on one of their dates. Lydia saw this as a perfect photo opportunity. She would have done it too but insisted that it would suit Aaron so much better. And she's very pleased with how it turned out, even if she does say so herself. Though she's probably biased. She reckons she comes up a bit too short whereas he's the perfect height :)) That's her excuse anyway. She just likes taking photos of him and will literally use any excuse to be honest. Not that they're excuses, they're not - they're perfectly valid reasons. :))

An impromptu photo taken whilst travelling! She just thinks he's cute with his head in a book hehe. What is he reading? I like to think that maybe Aaron is reading a book she's recommended! Or one that she really likes so they can talk about it when he's finished! (Lydia would flat out refuse to read spoilers, though it warms her heart to see he's reading something she likes aaaa. If he finishes it, I hope he's prepared for 500 questions about it, another question in the class of Lyds :) )

3. Lmaoooooooo Lydia thought this flower looked so odd so she bought the bouquet. Of course, Aaron caught on to that and noticed it as soon as his eyes set on it. Only went and picked it out because why not? And she may or may not have told him off LMAO but then they started messing around and she thought it was a perfect opportunity for a photo! In which life became a photoshoot for him <3 and she thought in the end, this turned out perfectly hehe.

4. It was late, they were heading somewhere unknown to either of them and the car broke down in the middle of the night en route. Luckily for them, there was a motel nearby in walking distance that happened to have a room free for the night....... :)) so they took it because it was too late for them to have a proper look at the car now. They'd been out and about for hours, had gotten lost and both were tired. And so Aaron took the first opportunity to head straight for the bed lmao. And Lydia couldn't resist taking a photo because she thought it was something they could look back on and laugh about another day. Even if they were both tired by that point bahaha. They made a fun night of it though! It was a good laugh, made even better by great company :)

5. Another photo taken whilst they were both messing around. And once again, Lydia pops out the camera to take a photo of him because she just likes to appreciate the view. That's it. That's the reason. No special reason. Just because she's Lydia and she can do whatever she wants :)

6. hot man in hot jacket go brr - Lydia's brain, probably. LMAO. She really, really likes Aaron in his jacket, don't judge her. And she was probably simply just waiting for him wherever they'd arranged to meet this time! Even he's a bit like ????? but rolls with it. Again, she would just say she's appreciating the view :) and who could object with her??? Apart from Aaron potentially lmfao but you know!!! This woman has 0 chill, even less than that when it comes to him :)))

[bbykeijis]

EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH | bnha

# shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, izuku midoryia

summary: when you & the main three take a late night trip to mcdonald’s to be faced with a tired and over it employee… (genderneutral!reader)

author’s note: this is set in a random timeline lmaooo, don’t think too hard about this. the fic is a remake of a special one shot i wrote for one of my old series back on wattpad lmao,, tbh i like this one way bettaaa

genre & warnings: crack ! comedy ! fluff ! language !

"not dabi working the midnight shift at mcdonald's..."

the freezing midnight air that was once a bother suddenly disappeared as the four of you stared confused into the empty fast food chain. the todoroki, a man that had caused so much bullshit for ua and the pros last year, was right in front of you... mopping the floor.

"isn't he meant to be in prison painting his toenails pink with shigaraki right now?”

izuku, shoto, and bakugou turned to face you slowly in disbelief. you shrugged your coated shoulders.

“what?” you asked, “is it something i said?”

shoto shook his head solemnly as he dramatically placed his hand onto the cold glass of the window.

he sighed, "working the night shift in a mcdonald’s is a punishment worse than life in prison.”

izuku and bakugou eyed each other, bored and hungry, as they watched the two of you stare emotionally at an unknowing touya, the ex-villain now standing half-asleep at the tills.

the blonde cleared his throat and pointed to the entrance: impatient, insatiable, and irritated.

"chicken. nuggets. and. ice. cream," he announced monotone. deku glared at his friend and the blonde paused before adding a weak 'please' to the end of his demand.

“alright, sorry kacchan.”

“shut up, y/n.”

"so!” you clapped your hands together with a smirk and pointed to the entrance. “should i be a sensible person and not make a big deal out of this or should i be myself?”

“y/n, i love you, but don’t be yourself.”

"okayyyyy, i get it,” you answered shuffling towards the entrance. izuku let out a sigh of relief before hearing your next words.

“i’ll be myself.”

you ignored izuku’s panicked cursing as you strolled up to the till with a confident grin. the white haired individual hadn't noticed you yet but he definitely did once you accidentally slammed your hand onto the white counter... accidentally.

"good evening," you greeted sweetly with a smile, "how are you doing tonight, bae?"

“y/nshutthefuckupohmygo-”

bakugou hushed midoryia, the boys stood inside now but remaining a few metres away, all huddled up and nervous to see how dabi would react to your teasing.

touya froze before looking up from his screen, his deep blue eyes meeting yours with... a smile?

your confidence dissipated; you truly thought you were going to die.

the tall man stared at you in silence, plotting surely, before answering.

"uhm… i'm doing alright, thanks.” the todoroki said warmly, "so, what can i get you?"

your confidence was now completely gone; you knew you were going to die.

"nah, this can’t be real?” you whispered to yourself, "this is a prank!” you looked around paranoid. "maybe all for one came back from the dead! i know you're hiding somewhere! cut the cameras!"

the boys snuck closer, hiding behind a self-order machine staring at the kind dabi in shock. shoto, with his thousands of online followers, slowly raised his phone to livestream whatever bloodbath would occur next.

“you're doing great sweetie!" he mouthed.

with a shaky thumbs up, you faced his older brother once more. his lazy smile remained as he waited expectedly for your mcdonald's order.

you frowned. "touya, are you feeling alright?" you asked. "how are you so chill right now? don’t you want to… i don’t know… threaten my life or something cute like that?”

“no?” he rolled his eyes and rested his chin on his palm looking up at you. “but i do wanna get paid so make an order or leave you dumbass’.”

touya peered behind you to see the boys watching on, the man sending a quick middle finger to shoto’s camera. the younger todoroki looked down with a small smile reading the comments.

“dad said you should be nicer.”

“yeah, well dad’s a dick.”

“dad said that’s valid.”

bakugou rolled his eyes walking up to counter hungry and unamused. "can we get 2 boxes of 20 piece chicken nuggets and 4 mcflurries," he ordered.

midoryia came forward too, lightly kicking his leg. bakugou rolled his eyes once more before uttering a simple “please?"

“sure,” touya said. “that will cost you… your lives.”

it was silent for a moment until shoto broke the silence by reading out a comment from his 10 thousand viewer instagram livestream.

"dad said you should reconsider your career in food and hospitality."

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[lemonlurkrr]

@aureateart​ ok. My favourite parts of twilight princess  (and some other random thoughts about TP sprinkled in there) taken from my monster TP word vomit google doc :

Link lmao

Ok but for real, I like this incarnation of Link :)

I love Ordon (it just seems like such a chill and cozy village)

ALSO love how easy it is to interpret Link as being a sort of older brother figure to the Ordon kiddos. It’s just,, super cute? AND GHHH nice nice good thanks nintendo for giving me characters to care about/characters that I can imagine Link caring about

He didn’t sign up for any of this (tbh, none of the Links really signed up for this jshdjsd). But I mean like, dude was just going to take a trip to castle town, drop a gift off for the royal family, and come back. But haHA oopsies he did get to castle town eventually but definitely not the way he expected hsjdhsd

He’s just a little dude?

AND FUCK. HE REALLY HAD NEVER BEEN OUTSIDE OF ORDON UNTIL ALL OF THAT

everything is new for the player AND Link

Midna

She’s cool :)

she really just

*teleports into your jail cell* hello whore.

I am no master at writing but AYYYY she do got a character arc!!!

She was actually pretty helpful sometimes, I ALWAYS checked in with her before turning to a game guide

Other NPCs

NICE

Love all of the TP character designs (ASHEI’S ARMOUR??? AOWOAOAOOAO)

Saving Zelda and all of Hyrule was important yea but thinking back maybe it was more like, the Ordonians and the kids were what was pushing Link to keep on going

I like the Resistance members :) Very video gamey of them to have one NPC assigned to each dungeon but hey!!! Kinda cool getting to see a little glimpse of each of em

Idk, it’s just fun to imagine Link popping into Telma’s bar after each dungeon and taking a little rest :) (or to celebrate? maybe just chat, idk, give this man some downtime!!)

Honestly it was just kind of nice that Link wasn’t entirely alone. I mean, I know Midna was there the whole time, but I am always for giving Link a big group of friends (see my love for hyrule warriors, age of calamity, and LU LMAO)

Hero’s shade, very very cool, kinda sad he died with regrets but HEY. He got to pass on his knowledge eventually

AND the connection to OoT?? AND assumed to be related by blood too????? GOOD SHIT

Ilia, I REALLY really wanted to like her (er, it’s not like I dislike her, she’s just,,, kinda there for me).

It definitely seems like Nintendo was pushing to make her the romantic interest, but GHHHHH they really threw that out of the window for me by having her lose her memories

I saw a text post a while ago that said it would have been interesting if Ilia was Link’s sister instead and YES!! That would have been cool too :0

Wish we got to know Zelda a little more

I feel like we barely know anything about her

Idk man, like I said earlier, I never really had any sort of drive to save Zelda during my playthroughs

She obviously knows Midna, so maybe if they gave us just a little bit more of that relationship I’d be more interested in her?

TP WORLD BUILDINGGGG

Botw has good world building too, but each race felt kinda,,, isolated? I absolutely love the different architecture and vibe each town has (and all the the weapons too) but ghhh yea everyone felt so separated. As far as I can remember, we don’t see tooo much of the races interacting with each other? Now that I’m typing that out maybe that’s to be expected because of the calamity but KLSJDKJFD ANYWAYS THIS IS ABOUT TP

The world feels nice and alive, love how populated everything is

Castle town I like castle town a lot, it feels dense and busy and I really like how you can’t talk to every NPC you see

Very cool very fun that we got to see the Gorons hanging out in multiple spots

kinda wish we got to see the Zoras a little more (I guess they are a bit limited since they need water but GHHHH the tp zoras are so prebby,,)

BUT HEY, I do remember seeing a zora or two hanging out in the hot springs around death mountain after beating the lakebed temple (I think, might have been a different dungeon) 

but aaaa would have been nice to see them in at least a couple of other places. I think it would have really added to the “congrats Link!! You’re restoring peace to Hyrule” feeling you get from seeing the Gorons hanging out in Kakariko and Castle Town

ORDON

Love how chill it is and how it’s kind of separate from Hyrule proper

They really do seem to be doing their own thing apart from the rest of Hyrule

Just kinda adds onto the “he’s just a regular dude minding his own business” kind of vibes I get from TP Link

Also I like Ordona :)

THE LIGHT SPIRITS,,

Love their design

And love how they’re not exactly like a pure white?

Different spirit representing each aspect of the triforce my beloved

But yes hi I think Ordona is very cool

Who are you, how did you get here, which goddess do you represent? Do you even represent one of the three golden goddesses? Do the Ordonians know about you? Have any of them ever SEEN you??? Do they worship you? Does anybody even know about the existence of the light spirits?? FUCK so many questions but ghhh I like how they broke the status quo a bit by throwing in a fourth spirit :)

I feel like this one is kinda weird but I like that voice sample they used in the light spirit music. It’s spooky and pretty at the same time :)  

cutscenes mmmmm

Ok ok, the spooky lanayru cutscene is very good

BUT THE “Link, Chosen Hero! Lend us the last of your power!” CUTSCENE MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM LOVE IT SO MUCH

IT just

Idk man

It just hit different

I like the music

And seeing the light spirits swimming around in the light juice water whatever it is

Summoning the light arrows?

AND HHHHH “Lend us the last of your power!” THIS IS IT. This is the final battle.

Seeing Zelda bow down, and then Link putting his hand out 👌👌👌

Link: ok bud, let’s do this together :)

Connection to OoT (did I already mention this? Maybe., Whatever)

Very cool nintendo :)

I love seeing connections between all the diff zelda games.

Because like, on one hand, they’re all separate from each other because of yknow, individual hero stuff. BUT ALSO, they’re all connected because of the reincarnation stuff

Grrrr walking through the sacred grove and going “The Hero of Time walked around here a long time ago” FUCK THATS SO COOL

Is the Hero’s Shade watching me? What does he think of me? DIsappointed? Proud? The Hero of Time went through HELL so this timeline didn’t have to deal with any of the shit Ganon was gonna pull with the triforce, better not fuck this UP Link!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Midlink is cute

Kinda hurts that she smashed the mirror but that was probably so Nintendo didn’t have to worry about people going “but what about the twili??????” for any of the other games LMAO

BUT ALSO LIKE SKJDKLJFJ There are some pretty massive plot holes in TP anyway so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ whatever it’s fine we’ll just use this for angst because GOD do y’all like angst

So is Shadlink

Honestly don’t know where this ship came from but it’s cute so whatever

THE MUSIC??

Love Midna’s theme and how they referenced the dark world theme from ALttP (I remember trying to learn the dark world theme on the piano and doing the Leonardo DiCaprio point meme at the little jingle I recognized from Midna’s theme)

Hyrule field theme SLAPS.

Apparently references a couple of the other over-world themes from the previous zelda games (I got this from 8-bit Music theory’s video on the over-world zelda themes, he talks about TP at around 11:40 but def recommend watching the whole video if you’re into music analysis stuff)

So there’s this bit of the Hyrule Field theme, I don’t know the official name for it but I remember seeing somewhere it being called the “at an advantage theme” since yeah, you hear it during the boss music whenever you expose their weak points. FUCKINGGG LOVE THAT. Didn’t notice it during my first playthrough, but hearing it during my second was like a little easter egg for my ears every time :)

Midna’s lament is very pretty (and fun to play on the piano)

COURAGE THEME.

I didn’t care for it too much when I started playing the game but hearing it in ZREO’s arrangement of the Hyrule Field theme literally makes me turn into a puddle of emotions. Also hearing it around and of the Ordon kids (I think it plays after Link saves Colin) AAAAAAAAAAAAA

Orchestra piece #1 and #2 HOLY SHIT???????????????? 

Literally, the first time I listened to those I just,,,, plugged in my headphones, volume 100, layed on the floor/against my desk and silently vibed. I don’t know what the hell it is, but those two just fit so well with TP?? I still avoid listening to them nowadays cause if I DO I definitely will get overwhelmed with the “god I love this game so FUCKING MUCH” kind of feels.

Wolf link sucks at singing

the first time I heard him howling Zelda’s Lullaby I lost my shit because LKSJLDKSGLKJFSKG god that was.,, Bad. Anyways, hearing him howl some of the songs from OoT was cute :)

TP STAFF ROLL??? 

VERY GOOD. IT’s like 10 minutes long and GOD do I love every single second of it. It doesn’t have the same energy as the skyward sword staff roll or the orchestra pieces but GOD does it hit good??

Nice and calm after that big exciting adventure. Maybe it would have been more fun or emotional to have a higher energy piece but it was really nice getting to sit back and watch the camera fly around Hyrule. Seeing like, the Gorons and the Zoras having a good time, the kids returning to Ordon? GOOD SHIT.

and AAAAA that end, when you hear the main Zelda theme and see Link riding off out of Faron woods on Epona… good shit. It gets you thinking, where the hell is he going? What is he doing? Off ot do more adventuring? Going to help out the resistance or something? Going to help Zelda? Or maybe he’s trying to figure out a way to restore the mirror of twilight? Whoooo knows.

hhHHHHhhh it’s just that final reminder that YES!!! YOU JUST PLAYED A ZELDA GAME. JUST ANOTHER STORY APART OF THE WHOLE EPIC OF THE ZELDA SERIES AS A WHOLE

I also want to acknowledge the instrument/samples they used for all the twili stuff.

They’re all just so unique and contrast SO well with the rest of the TP OST. LIKE FUCK!! Anytime I hear the screech from the Twilit Kargarok? Sends a shiver down my spine. I associate those sounds SO strongly with the twili realm. (Like, the same way you associate the BSHEWW VVWWMMM sounds with light sabers)

I love it so god damn much

literally any time there’s a certain sound or motif associated with something I lose my shit

Sacred grove sacred grove sacred gro-

lovely lovely lovely so much fun playing that on the piano. AND again, I did the Leonardo DiCaprio pointing meme when I heard the theme from the lost woods come in GHHHHHHHH

shoutout to TP Faron Woods for helping me study and get through all of my schoolwork

BLEGUUHHH can you tell that I really love music?

and also yea I guess TP is kinda cool too :\

IF YOU READ ALL OF THAT THANKS I GUESS

[beautifulblhell]

Morning Photos

Summary: Waking up next to Suna

Tags: fluff

Wc: 615

A/N: Having a Suna brainrot at midnight rn LMAO 😩

It was one of those rare mornings where you woke up before Suna.

The morning sunlight found its way through the curtains, sending a soft glow into the room and rested upon Suna’s sleeping countenance. His hair was sleep-scruffed, dark strands falling onto his face. In the quiet room, you could hear his soft breathing.

“Rin, it’s time to wake up.”

You gently touched his face. His long eyelashes quivered slightly, but he showed no sign of waking up.

Contrary to what people normally think of Suna, he normally gets up early for morning runs and practice, so an opportunity like this was hard to pass. You could feel a grin breaking out on your face as you grabbed your phone from your bedside table and opened the camera. Angling your head next to his, you were just about to take a photo when an arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you up.

“Woah!”

Your phone flew from your hand as your world tilted. In the next moment, you were sitting atop Suna, your hands flat against his chest. He grinned lazily beneath you.

“If you are going to wake me up, I would prefer it to be this way.”

One of his hands slowly trailed up your nape and drew you closer to him until your lips met softly.

“So, what were you doing while I was asleep?” Suna pulled back and looked teasingly at you.

“Nothing,” you reflexively denied.

“Nothing hmm,” his eyes flickered to your phone.

“It’s not fair that you are always taking photos of me,” you huffed.

The other day you caught a glimpse of his photo album on his phone. He has different albums dedicated to pictures of you; in fact, the majority of his photos were of you.

With a single movement, he rolled over until he was hanging over you.

“Why take a photo when you got the real thing right in front of you?

“Then why are you always taking photos of me?”

“So I can look at it during my breaks, it's my temporary charger until I get to see you again,” his mouth traced your jawline as he murmured those words, his voice still husky from sleep.

“That’s not fair,” you could feel Suna smiling as he bent down again. This time, the kiss was deeper. His tongue traced your lips, and when you parted them, he slipped inside. Your breath hitched when you felt a hand slipping underneath the edge of your shirt.

“Rin, it’s five minutes to seven already!”

“We still got time,” he mumbled, his lips leaving small kisses along the side of your neck. His gaze was feverish, and the places where his hand left a hot trail on your bare skin. It lit a fire somewhere inside you.

“We’re going to be late,” Even though you were saying the words, your hands were pulling Suna towards you.

Suna’s hand suddenly stopped. He pulled back and got off you.

“R-Rin?” You laid there, stunned.

“Hurry up, otherwise you are going to be late for work,” he yawned as he got off the bed.

“You jerk!” You threw a pillow towards him, and he dodged with a snigger.

“Someone’s gonna be late if you keep staying in bed,” he turned back towards you with a smirk as he headed towards the bathroom.

“And whose fault is it?!”

Suna chuckled as he went to grab his toothbrush. His eyes landed on his phone screen in his hand, which showed the newest addition to his photo collection of you that he just took, and a small smile formed on his face.

Maybe it wasn’t too bad to wake up later after all.

Masterlist | Ko-Fi | 2021.08.30

[spiked-tea-writing]

Haha We’re Married

Wilbur Soot x Fem!Reader

Summary: After successfully hiding your relationship for years, twitter fucking comes and exposes you

Pronouns: She/Her 

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1kish

A/n: TBH I’ve only listened to Wilbur’s music, I don’t watch his streams. I just really wanted to write this trope for a streamer. This was kinda self-indulgent *cough* hella self-indulgent *cough*, so sorry if it’s choppy and poorly written. Also I’m trying out headcannon forms. Unedited and unproofed

The situation at hand was very complex

The two of you had been able to keep your relationship under wraps for a very long time.

-Since you were both pretty major streamers on the platform, it was just easier to eep your relationship a secret instead of in the public eye

Y’all were young when you got married had already faced judgment from the surrounding community, and you guys didn’t want to deal with the entire fucking internet questioning your relationship

The decision was made before he joined SootHouse, mainly so that your entire personas wouldn’t be based on being a couple. 

It wasn’t that hard, considering that your internet careers had started separate from each other, but it was increasing in difficulty as your popularity grew and you guys had to interact more, especially on Dream’s sever

Then when Wilbur had started streaming in the apartment, avoiding revealing everything became damn near impossible

Of course, there was speculation, rumors, fanart, and a lot of shipping, but the two of you had never addressed it. 

Fun fact: One fanart of you two was so good it was hung up in your flat, right next to a picture from your wedding lmao. 

Twitter was always breathing down your necks, especially since yall both wore wedding rings, but there was never enough evidence to put two and two together

They were thrown for one hell of a loop after both of you had been on Love or Host

The backlash got so intense to the point where you both made statements about how you both weren’t cheating since the relationships on Love or Host aren’t always real-life partnerships. 

Since you were known for your chill streams one day you were streaming a “painting and inevitably smudging my nails” stream when someone made a donation

It was for eight pounds, and the automatic voice read “when is your birthday, and what is your zodiac??”

You let out a giggle

“Um I’m in September and a Virgo I believe. Actually, funny story, my husband and I share a birthday which makes us both Virgos so I’m actually not sure what that means for our compatibility”

The stream carried on like normal and you didn’t think much of your answer

Then the motherfucking robot voice came for your weave as you were blowing on your fingers

“Are you and Wilbur dating???”

You went beet reed. 

“Haha no, we aren’t. I’m happily married.”

And yet again, the stream went on with any further hiccups. 

After the stream ended, you went to find Wilbur somewhere in the kitchen.

“Hello darling”

His arms wrapped around your waist as you let out a sigh. 

“Stream was very long but at least my nails look nice”

He laughed and started fidgeting with your hands

Your wedding band caught his eye

“I’m glad I tied you down.”

“My husband, the romantic.”

Smiles grace your faces but the sweet moment was interrupted by a phone call coming from your streaming room.

“Ahh fuck, I should get that. Could you call the Thai place for takeaway??”

“Sure thing.”

You made your way down your phone kept ringing

You glanced at the caller id which read Father-In-Law before picking up

“Hey, Phil what’s up?”

“Hey, you need to check Twitter. And get Will.”

The line went dead

You were wondering if that was a advil enduced fever dream when you called for your husband

The sound of shuffling feet against the carpet followed by your lank boiTM walking into your room snapped you into reality

“I was thinking Pad See Ew and-“

“Phil called and told me to check Twitter, and I’m hella scared.”

You could see his face drop. Twitter never meant something good/ Either someone died or someone got canceled for being a perv

“Might as well rip off the bandaid and look.”

You nodded and pulled up Twitter

The number one hashtag on trending was #SootMarriageGate

“What the actual fuck.”

“I’m scared”

With a bit of hesitation, you clicked on the hashtag, which directed you to the top of a thread

“After Y/n’s stream today, I’m thinking that her and Wilbur are actually married. Like it’s no longer a bit”

That tweet had an insane amount of replies, and before you could change your mind, you started scrolling

There were a few arguements, but most of the replies consisted of evidence the audience had found of your relationship.

There were so many clips that either had you mention something about the other person, to that time you walked behind Wilbur’s chair, face just out of the frame of the webcam. 

Unfortunately, people seemed to really be catching on

On reply had caught your eye

“We know Wilburs birthday is September 19, and if you look at Y/ns last birthday post, it was the nineteenth of September. And remember, she and her husband share a birthday. I think that that’s not a coincidence.”

You turned to Wilbur

“Maybe it’s time we just straight up tell them.” 

“You’re right. Should we tweet it?”

“Or maybe stream. Just confirm it and answer a few questions. Is that alright?”

“Of course. Should we do it tonight with the Thai food and make it chill??”

“Sounds like a plan.”

And so you guys waited for a few hours before streaming, during which you guys kept an eye on Twitter and got the food. You built a sort of nest on the floor in the streaming room to eat dinner in and give the stream some cozy vibes. 

After stalling for long enough, twitch got booted up and a stream was started. 

“Hey guys I got Wilbur here with me and we are having a chill stream and eating some Thai.”

The stream was just y’all chatting about the food for a few seconds, ignoring chat until finally Wilbur casually said,

“Oh, and what do you want for our wedding anniversary?”

He turned to look the camera directly in the lens, face deadpan. You let out a giggle before playing along

“Hmm, maybe we should just have a day out as HUSBAND AND WIFE.”

Chat blew up as you both stared at the camera, stone-faced. Wilbur stood up, still emotionless, and ended the stream.  

He turned to you with a smile

“That was easier than expected.”

“Honey the stream was 3 minutes long.”

He disregarded your comment. 

“Well now that that’s out of the way, shall we ignore Twitter for the next day??”

You rolled your eyes at your fantastic husband 

“I couldn’t have had a better idea myself.”

[dinosaurtsukki]

[ pro-volleyball player!suna + pregnant!reader ]

anon: If you’re truly not tired of writing these, then can I also request a pregnant reader hc with Suna? Imagine the terabytes of baby photos he’d have,,,

a/n: of course !! ah i’ve been really into suna lately and i loved writing these. i hope you like them !!

okay, so i can imagine you and suna meeting somewhere online. something like through a dating app because suna kind of prefers chatting with someone online before meeting up together

suna liked how funny you were when chatting with him and genuinely enjoyed your company even while you still weren’t officially dating

when the two of you finally met, suna was pretty much blown away by how gorgeous you were but ofc the first thing he says is ‘i’m glad you’re not a catfish’

suna doesn’t really know what to expect from a relationship and he internally feels that maybe it’s not really going to last long or that you’ll get tired of him

but surprisingly, you stick around despite the fact that he’s usually not so expressive with his feelings. the fact that you come to his volleyball practice matches makes suna feel especially happy when he sees you

at one point, he’s scrolling through his camera roll to find it full of candid shots of you that he somehow took and suna just realizes ‘damn, i think i’m in love’

suna isn’t really the type to think that marriage is such a big deal either but he knows it will make you happy so ofc he’s already thought of proposing to you

he wants the moment to be just between the two of you so he surprises you one night at home with an engagement ring and ofc he’s still nervous that you’ll say no but is even more delighted when you squeal and jump into his arms

surprisingly, suna doesn’t hate wedding planning esp when he finds out he doesn’t have to make it traditional and cram it with as much weird shit as he wants (with your consent of course

the wedding favors are just his favorite jelly fruit snacks and there’s no DJ but the speakers are blasting his favorite playlist

you find out your pregnant a few weeks after your honeymoon and surprised suna by texting him a picture of your positive pregnancy test and he’s like ‘lmao wat’s dat?’ (i’m sorry u have to educate him a bit)

when you tell him you’re pregnant suna reacts with a ‘thumbs-up’ but that’s because he’s processing and when he finally gets home he’s just like ‘WAIT YOU’RE PREGNANT?’

the two of decide to keep it and suna knows that this is a whole lot more responsibility than he’s ever had in his life but he’s dedicated himself to it now

he’s a bit more attentive to your needs, often texting you four to five times a day while he’s away asking how you are or if you need anything

one time you just mentioned that you were feeling a bit dizzy and suna showed up at your workplace in no less than ten minutes asking if you needed a ride home

a lot of the time, he likes pressing his ear to your bump while caressing your tummy. you don’t know it but that’s his own way of talking to your baby

insists that they have a telepathic connection and all suna needs to do is think his thoughts and your baby will just suddenly know them

when your due date finally rolls around, suna is calm and collected because he knows that you’re going to be under a lot of stress and pain so he doesn’t want you to worry about anything else other than giving birth safely

he’s even there with you in the delivery room holding your hand and encouraging you as you push until finally, he hears his baby crying for the first time

suna wonders if its alright for him to be the one to hold your baby first but then he sees you tired and resting and decides that he should be the one to attend to them first

when the nurses take your baby away to the nursery first suna’s lowkey like :( but he lets them and can’t wait until you wake up so that you could both see your baby together

okay so suna would definitely have a billion pictures of your baby that are really cute and wholesome but also downright funny

his instagram account is pictures of your baby but photoshopped in weird places like the bottom of the ocean or inside a snowglobe

he used to take OOTD pics and now he still does except he’s wearing a baby carrier too with your baby in it

okay suna would love to do matching costumes with you and your baby when halloween comes around

your cutest costume by far was when you and suna dressed up as farmers and your baby was a pumpkin

kita approved of the costume

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i was tagged by @ninzied and @carry-the-sky for  wip wednesday weekday weekend so here we go!!

this is from my ‘david locks them in a room’ fic that is currently almost at 9k and i’m still working on the ending lmao i’m a mess

And–all night. All night trapped with Frank Castle, who she’s barely stopped thinking of in the last half year. Oh, she’d tried to stop the thoughts and the dreams and the what ifs. She’s tried drinking about it, she’s tried dating around, she’s tried hating him and she’s tried pretending. But every time she walks past a hospital, every time she searches for a black pair of heels, she thinks of him. She thinks of that breath between make it mean something and you guys are the cutest where her hand landed on his arm, searching for an inch of unbroken skin, searching for reassurance that he felt the way she did, that he would let her feel the crashing wave of emotions for him with the chance it might be reciprocated. She remembers how his rejection had stung, settled deep into the marrow of her bones like grief.

She wonders if he thinks of her the way she thinks of him. Karen tilts back her glass and watches as Frank disappears into the back somewhere. Maybe to a bathroom, maybe to a back door. Doing whatever he can to get out of here. To get away from her. Her phone beeps again.

tell him 2 quit destroying my cameras

She rolls her eyes and sets her glass aside. What’s the point of all this, David?

He begins typing, and then the dots disappear. No answer.

Frank appears again and stands by the kitchen island listlessly, looking at everything but her. The distance between them feels like an entire ocean. Karen sets her phone down and waits.

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Cloud Nine - Chris Evans x reader

a/n - hey lovely people!! this was inspired by chris’ insta story cause it made everyone including myself very soft🥺 enjoy!<3

Summary: basically going on a picnic, but make it ✨dad!chris✨ cause i’m extra soft 

Warnings: none, it’s fluffy fluff :)

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when chris first offered to go on a picnic, you were a little skeptical

“chris, it’s november, i don’t want out little princess to catch a cold”

you lifted your bubbling one-year-old into your arms, cooing at her while sending chris a questioning look

“c’mon, it’s not even really cold outside! she’ll have a great time!” 

he motioned for you to hand her over and you did so with a smile

“yeah bubba, you want to go on a picnic with daddy, don’t you?” he blew a raspberry onto her arm and she laughed

“see, she wants to go!” he smiled triumphantly and looked back at you, his eyes shining

dammit, you really can’t say no to this man

“fine, i guess we can go,” you smiled 

he cheered, lifting your daughter up above his head and laughing as she wiggled happily in his arms

so the day after that you made some sandwiches and a bottle, packing it all up with a blanket and everything else you needed

you put on a cable knit and you dressed your daughter with a few layers

you took dodger with you too

it wasn’t a long walk, maybe ten or fifteen minutes until you got to a little clearing, the green grass stretching out in front of you and the sky above you a clear blue

you took in the serene picture for a second, your daughter sleepy in your arms while chris took out the blanket and laid it on the grass, unleashing dodger so he could run around a little

you sat down gently, not wanting to wake her up from her nap

“here,” chris whispered, taking out a sandwich and extending it to you as you whispered a thank you and grabbed it with your free hand, the two of you eating and watching the view, not needing words to fill the space

dodger found a stick somewhere, and chris started to throw it to him back and forth, laughing at the pleased expression on dodger’s face every time he came back

after a little while your daughter woke up and drank her bottle, and started adorably wandering around to the best of her ability

you looked at chris to find him looking at your daughter with a look of pure love in his eyes, and you sneakily took a picture 

it showed him looking at her and she was looking back, smiling

exactly one second later chris took her in his arms, kissing her head before tickling her a little

she let out an adorable bubbly laugh which made both you and chris melt

dodger got jealous and came closer to lick at your daughter and chris’ faces, and you and chris burst into laughter

“what’s wrong dodge? you jealous?” chris laughed

dodger just kept licking his face, even placing his front paws on chris’ shoulder briefly

you called him over

“they don’t pay us any attention, do they bub?” you smiled as you scratched him behind his ears

he rolled over on his back and you laughed, rubbing his belly

“awwww,” chris laughed at the two of you

your daughter played with dodger for a while

he was always so gentle with her it made your hearts melt

then you went running around with dodger for a bit so he can be as energetic as he pleases so he’d be calm when you go home

when you returned you found chris laying on his back, your daughter also laying with her back on his chest

he has one arm wrapped around her and another one pointing at the sky

“look, that one looks like a turtle, don’t you think princess?”

she bubbled something in return

“oh, a dragon you say? well, i guess i can see it”

“it’s definitely a dragon,” you said as you sat back down next to them, grinning so hard your cheeks hurt

when you go home in the afternoon, both your daughter and dodger took a nap while you and chris put everything in place

“don’t be mad,” chris said, “but i took a picture of you,” he smiled

you were kneeling next to dodger, petting him as he licked at you

since it was from far away, and he has a shitty camera lmao the quality wasn’t great, but you smiled at the memory

you showed him the picture you took of him

“so, my picnic was a success?” chris smiled as he wrapped his arms around you, settling them on the small of your back

“your picnic?” you chuckled

“i mean, i did come up with the idea,” he shrugged with a small smirk

“our picnic was very fun, you retorted with a smile

he pecked your lips

“well, i guess you did make the food so you can take a bit of the credit,” he admitted

you rolled your eyes and laughed softly

“days like this with my family is the best thing i could ask for, no matter who deserves credit for them”

“oh so you agree? i should take credit?”

what a dork but i’d go on a picnic with him any day🥺

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