#meaning he ends up looking kinda dopey i think

[yousaytomato]

I don't need him I don't need him I don't need him he's £55 I Don't Need Him

[adrienneleclerc]

And writing this I’m thinking, what if Charles is dating a reader who’s a HUGE F1 fan and is so expressive when she’s watching from the garage but like Rebecca kinda side eyes her and make her feel self conscious about how she acts, thinking to herself “am I being annoying? Loud?” Yes? No?

and the can she decide she dgaf because she's excited and showing her support to the person she loves?

That was always going to be the plan! Like home girl from the States, she’s Latina, we’re expressive! Even my mother who can’t stand soccer will be excited when it’s the World Cup! When it comes to Formula 1, personally, I am just as bad as the tifosi.

Not Your Average WAG

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Y/N was not your average WAG, she does not go to the paddock in cute designer outfits, she walks into the paddock repping Ferrari. While fans LOVE her because she is just like them, a certain WAG does not.

Warning: Spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: No hate to Rebecca, I don't really have a set opinion on her like I don't know her. But she’s going to be a major BITCH like kinda classist as most stereotypical Europeans are. Also…I MADE IT TO 1K FOLLOWERS! But this is probably not my best work so do with that as you will.

Y/N and Charles were in Y/N’s Monaco apartment, Y/N was by the kitchen counter, eating some ice cream, while Charles was watching a movie on her couch and eating popcorn. Though Y/N and Charles have been dating for a year, Y/N has never been to a race, despite her being a big fan. She is the creative director of a fashion magazine so she doesn’t have much days off and ends up watching the race on the TV she has in her office until…

“Charles, muñeco, guess what.” Y/N said, sitting next to Charles on the couch, Charles paused the movie and turned to face Y/N.

“What happened, Mon coeur?” Charles asked, Y/N took the popcorn bowl and placed it on the coffee table.

“My boss gave me the okay to work remotely so I’m able to go to the Hungarian Grand Prix with you.” Y/N said.

“Really? That’s great! Finally, you’ll get to see me in action.” Charles said, pulling Y/N onto his lap.

“I can’t wait! I’m gonna be like Luigi in Cars, I have the Ferrari shirt you gave me, your hat, I have some things from Etsy that I could totally wear like the Forza Ferrari friendship bracelet. Oh, I’m so excited!” Y/N hugged Charles and he giggled at his cuddly girlfriend. When Y/N stopped hugging him, Charles just stared at her with that dopey smile on his face. “What?” Y/N asked.

“Nothing, you’re just so cute.” Charles said, kissing Y/N’s cose, making her scrunch her nose. “We’re going to Hungary tomorrow, you might wanna pack now.” Charles taps her thigh.

“Help me pack?” Y/N asked and Charles nodded, both getting up to go to her room to pick out the clothes she’ll wear this race weekend. “Wait, you sure I’ll be able to stay in your hotel and everything? I mean i am going last minute.”

“Oh Mon coeur, ma belle, belle petite amie, I was hoping your boss would give you the okay to work remotely so I already booked everything for us. So yes, you will be staying with me at a 5 star hotel in Budapest, beautiful view and everything.” Charles kissed Y/N “So I’m thinking we could go out every night, you’ve only been to New York and Monaco, so we are going sightseeing in Hungary.” Charles said, going into Y/N’s closet and start picking out what he would like to see his girlfriend wearing. Charles placed everything on her bed.

Y/N observed the outfits Charles picked out. “Wow, Charles, love the outfits, but you are such a guy, the yellow sundress?”

“You look so cute in it, though! Come on, mon coeur, you look amazing in these outfits and this way, I get to show up how beautiful my girlfriend is.” Charles said, kissing Y/N.

“Alright, it’s fine. I’ll just wear your hoodie on the plane with my jeans.” Y/N said.

“And you’ll still be the prettiest girl on that plane ever.” Charles said.

“Thank you.” Y/N said.

They landed in Budapest and Charles drove them to their hotel. Y/N was in awe of everything since she has never been to another European country before. When they got into their hotel room, Charles told Y/N to change into one of her cute outfits because they were going to meet Carlos and Rebecca at the hotel restaurant. Y/N came out with the first outfit.

“How do I look?” Y/N asked

“You look beautiful, Mon coeur.” Charles said, stepping closer to kiss her and twirled her around. “You ready to meet them?”

“Yes, what, should I do my hair? I think it’s messy from the plane ride,” Y/N said

“Mon coeur, don’t panic, it looks fine, but if you want to do your hair, may I suggest a half up half down ponytail with the white bow?” Charles asked.

“Muñeco, why do you like it when I wear bows?” Y/N asked.

“Because it makes you look so cute.” Charles kissed her.

“Fine, I’ll do it.” Y/N did her hair and the two walked down to the restaurant. Carlos was the first one to stand up from the table to say hello to Charles and Y/N.

“Carlos, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.” Charles introduced them, Carlos and Y/N greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek.

“So nice to meet you, Charles talks about you constantly.” Carlos says and Charles blushes. “But here’s our table. Rebecca, this is Charles’s girlfriend, Y/N.”

“It’s so nice to meet you.” Y/N said.

“Nice to meet you too.” Rebecca said with a tight smile. “So Y/N, have you ever been to Budapest?

“No, this is my first time. I’ve only been to (the state your from or New York), (where your parents are from), and Monaco, obviously.” Y/N laughed off but she saw Rebecca make a face so she took a sip of water that was on the table. Don’t know why she’s judging when her name is literally a character from Full House.

“So Y/N, Charles tells me your a fan.” Carlos said and Y/N immediately became more comfortable, which Charles noticed immediately.

“Yes, I’m a huge fan. Ive always been a fan of Sebastian Vettel so when he went to Ferrari, I obviously went with him. But when he left, I stayed a Ferrari fan for you and Charles and damn, being a Ferrari fan is not easy.” Y/N said causing Charles and Carlos to laugh because it’s true, Rebecca didn’t react.

“You must be pretty excited to experience your race.” Carlos said.

“Oh, this is your first race?” Rebecca asked. “That’s a surprise considering you’re such a huge F1 fan.” She emphasized the word huge.

Lunch continued and when they finished, Charles and Y/N went to their hotel room.

“I think that went well.” Charles said.

“Are you kidding? Rebecca hates me.” Y/N said.

“She doesn’t hate you, she seemed very interested in getting to know you, asking you all those questions.” Charles said,

“Muñeco, i know you’re not a girl but don’t be such a guy, you didn’t see the faces she was making when I would talk. It’s like she hated to hear me talk.” Y/N said

“Well, Mon coeur, you two are going to spending a lot of time together this weekend.” Charles said.

“Well I know that but like what do we talk about? Because it became pretty clear I can’t talk about F1.” Y/N said.

“You’ll figure it out, bébé.” Charles said, kissing her.

The next 2 days were difficult for Y/N to say the least. On media day, she walked into the paddock with Charles, wearing a CL16 Ferrari jersey, black shorts, platform vans, and a CL16 Ferrari hat with pins she bought from Etsy.

“You look great.” Charles said, kissing her. “I’m going to the MainStage for some questions, you can walk around, try to get along with Rebecca.” Charles said.

“Okay, have fun.” Y/N said. She then starts walking around, she spotted Kika, who she has met on double dates with charles and Pierre, she was wearing a sundress. Kika then spotted Y/N.

“Y/N! Hey, I can’t believe you’re here, oh my gosh, you look so cute.” Kika said, hugging her, kissing her cheek.

“Me? You look amazing, I mean obviously, you’re an off duty model.” Y/N said laughing, Kika giggled as well.

“I gotta go with Pierre but I’ll call you.” Kika left and Y/N saw Rebecca wearing navy pants with a matching vest. She saw Y/N decked out in Ferrari and smiled

“Wow, if I didn’t know you, I’d think you were a crazed fan.” Rebecca said. Y/N didn’t react but kept walking around, hoping to run into Lily.

The rest of media day and Friday, Y/N tries to make conversation with Rebecca, she doesn’t really cooperate, Y/N gave up talking to her. It was now the qualifying session, Y/N and Rebecca were watching in the hospitality. Y/N saw that there were 3 minutes left in Q1 and Charles was a driver at risk.

“No no no no no no, come on, Charles.” Y/N was lowkey stressing but then Charles made it to 3rd in the last minute. “Yes!! Let’s go!” Y/N cheered, standing up from the couch. The rest of the quali sessions were like that, Y/N stressing whenever Carlos or Charles were drivers at risk and in the bottom 5. Y/N was beyond happy when Ferrari made 3 and 4, however, she noticed Rebecca side eyeing her whenever she was cheering, she tried to tone it down a little but she was happy for Charles because after Monaco, he wasn’t doing that well.

When Charles finished the interviews after quali, he entered the hospitality and sat next to Y/N on the couch.

“What did you think?” Charles asked.

“I’m so proud of you, you did so well.” Y/N said, hugging him.

“Let’s go to the hotel, change, and we’ll go out to eat?” Charles asked.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Y/N said. They went to the car, the ride was pretty quiet until.. “Am I annoying?”

“What do you mean ‘annoying’, Mon ange?” Charles asked.

“Exactly what I’m asking, am I annoying? Are there days where I’m talking and you’re thinking ‘will she ever shut the fuck up?’ or not, muñeco?” Y/N asked.

“Never, Mon coeur, I never thought you were annoying. Why are you asking? Did something happen with Rebecca again?” Charles asked.

“I’m telling you, she doesn’t like me. She keeps making faces when I’m cheering. Like sorry for being excited that my boyfriend moved up from being a driver at risk, I like F1, I was practically raised with the sport, and she even judged me for wearing your merch.” Y/N said pouting, Charles felt bad, her first race weekend should have been a great experience.

“Don’t pay mind to her, Mon coeur. Tomorrow is the race, I hope to place on the podium, and hopefully I’ll get to see you in Ferrari merch.” Charles said.

“Yeah.” Y/N said.

It was race day! Sadly, instead of wearing her Ferrari merch, she wore the fifth outfit to try to fit it with Rebecca. Charles saw her doing her hair, kinda disappointed that she wasn’t wearing Ferrari.

“I thought that outfit was for dinner.” Charles said.

“Well this way we could go to dinner right after the race.” Y/N said, Charles still looked at her. “I know what you’re thinking, muñeco.”

“You don’t have to change, you know.” Charles said. “You won’t really see her much next season. If you’re coming to more races, I mean.”

“I know, but I just wanna see if she’ll treat me a little better.” Y/N said, however, Rebecca stayed the same. Both were in the hospitality watching the race, Y/N was pacing because, surprise surprise, Charles had engine trouble.

“Y/N, stop pacing, geez.” Rebecca said and Y/N stopped and looked at her.

“I have had it with you. I don’t know what your problem is with me, but I am done with your judge faces. You don’t want to hear me or someone else talk about the race or express excitement when my boyfriend or someone else’s favorite driver is doing well, then don’t come to races.” Y/N expressed. Rebecca looked shocked.

“You’re right, I’m sorry.” Rebecca said.

“Good, now hopefully Charles will move up from P7 to podium at least.” Y/N said. She expressed emotion as she usually does and not a single reaction from Rebecca, so much better than before. Charles got P2, Y/N went to the podium celebration, and once Charles got down from the podium, he kissed Y/N, champagne flavored kisses, of course. “So proud of you, muñeco.”

“Yeah? You watched everything?” Charles asked.

“Of course, your best race yet.” Y/N said, they kissed again and went to the drivers room.

The End

Hope y’all liked it! So I’m thinking for Just An Inchident, which if you don’t know, will be an F1 Band AU

I won’t be using Y/N BUT you’ll get your own nickname so you could read for either members of the band (Carlos, Charles, Lando, Lewis, and George/Max). Comment which nickname should be for which band member and that nickname would be strictly used by them ONLY

[veren-cos]

Asking out the Bachelors (SDV)

x disabled!reader

You presented him with a bouquet. But before he could speak, you interupt. "Now before you say anything!" He looks at you confused. "I want you to know before you make any big decisions that I am disabled. I get around fine enough, I mean, I can handle my farm and all. But some days it's rough. And I won't be able to. I might not have the energy for anything. I really- Really -like you, but I don't want to be hurt down the line because you can't deal with this." You put your heart on the line and awaited his response.

All Bachelor's below the cut

Harvey

• Gives you a big ol' hug

• Probably cries a little because he is so happy that you asked him out

• Hopes you don't notice

• You definitely do, but don't say anything because-how cute is he!

• The two of you just stay there for a second, because it's not like you can really move when you are trapped in a hug

• "Dear, having a disability is no big thing. So you need a little extra support sometimes. I am your man!"

• Literally will go to the ends of the Earth to help you when things are acting up

• When you go into more detail about it, he knows a lot already! (Duh he is a doctor)

• But he will do a lot more research about the specifics once you leave.

• He stays in that hug for a really long time before realizing that he never actually accepted your bouquet and becomes a bit of a flustered mess

• You think he is adorable

Sam

• As much as he likes to think he is sooooo cool, he is so happy that he just gives you a double thumbs up and a dopey grin

• He says, "Farmer you don't know how happy this makes me!"

• Invites you into his house to talk about things more, and plucks around his guitar while doing so.

• He doesn't know crap about disabilities, besides adhd and a few more common ones.

• But he is willing to learn!

• The two of you actually have a really long heartfelt conversation about it.

• Lots of hugs.

• Like he cannot get over the fact that you are dating now.

• Maybe a makeout session if the mood feels right?

Sebastian

• Kinda just stares at you for an uncomfortable amount of time

• You have no idea what he is thinking, and frankly neither does he.

• His brain is frying at the fact that you like him back.

• And then he is also panicking at the fact that you think he won't like you because of something you can't change!

• Grabs your hands once he snaps out of it, startles both of you

• "Yes!" He somewhat shouts, "yes! Yoba, I swear. I care for you and nothing about you will change that."

• Proceeds to just hold your hands and blush because OHMYGOSHMYCRUSHLIKESMEANDIJUSTTOLDTHEMILIKETHEMAND-

• Later when you talk about your disability more, he recognizes the name from late night internet browsing, and will do whatever he can for you when things get bad.

• Like Sam, there is a lot of communication about how he can help because he isn't well informed

Alex

• Literally picks you up???

• Idk he is weird (it's okay we still love him)

• Like holds you bridal style and gives you a big smooch on your cheek

• He doesn't care you have a disability

• Will do his best to learn how to help!!!

• Absolutely will take care of your farm and animals if need be

• When he sets you down he gives you an actual kiss

• Shows up at your farm the next day after talking to Harvey

• He wanted to learn a bit more about helping people with disabilities, now having two important people in his life that have them! (You and George)

• The two of you talk about everything

• Overall he'd be really good about it once he got going

Shane

If he was sober at the moment

• "We all have our problems, and yours is nothing."

• "I'm shocked you want to go out with me, but remember, this was your idea!"

• Aka, he tried to act all tough but when you look at his face, he is just a softy

• He has a slight blush on his face

• He is so happy you trusted him enough to tell him your personal business

• Won't be perfect by any means at helping when things get hard, but he tries

If he was drunk at the moment

• "I'm not dealing with that."

• And then he walks away.

• Regrets it so much when he sobers up but the damage was done

• If you felt that he deserved another chance it wouldn't be for a long time

• If you get together later, every time things flare up he just feels so guilty.

Elliott

(Apologies in advance for possibly being out of character. He is the one I know the least about-)

• Similar to Alex ngl (kinda?)

• He smiles at you, places his hand at the nape of your neck, and then gives you a kiss on the cheek

• Let's his head rest on your forehead for a few moments before accepting your bouquet

• Gives you a gentle kiss

• Will learn all of the things to know about your disability

• Makes sure you check in with Harvey about it whenever things get bad

• Will make you soup :) he knows it won't 'fix' anything, but he doesn't know when else to do when people aren't feeling good

• It's cute

• Will gives you cuddles after he accepts the bouquet, and makes sure to talk to you about what you need.

• He tells you, "nothing can change the way I feel about you. You are the light of my life." (Or some fancy poetry that idk how to write)

This is the first thing I've written that I've posted, so please lmk if I made a typo or something!!! And let me know if you want me to elaborate on any prompt. Or give me a prompt! I will be posting more, I just have to edit them.

Also I mostly write x reader, which I am down to make weirdly specific. Mostly fluff or hurt/comfort, but I am down for almost anything so if you have any fic you want written, lmk!!! I might not get to it for a while because, life, but we'll see! Hope you had fun reading, sorry for the long outro-

(Thank you to my friend for proofreading if you see this)

(Edited Alex's, thanks for pointing out George is disabled!)

[moonknixght]

Fooling Steven Grant HCs [afab reader]

CRAZY CONCEPT but just hear me out wc: 760

⋆ The whole thing started the night Steven came over after an extra shift-- to see you peeling off a transparent mask that stuck to your skin. Naturally, It didn't look like a face mask, but instead more like an actual layer of skin.

⋆ Obviously Steven isn't dumb enough to think that it's actually your skin…

"Does this brand of mask hurt when you're removing it?"

Unless….

⋆ ..Unless you've seen countless trends of people playfully gaslighting their boyfriends about 'shedding' after periods. And obviously, this was too good of an opportunity to give up.

⋆ "What mask?"

"Th-? The one you're taking off right now, love."

"Steven… that's not a mask.."

"Wh-"

"It's skin! I'm doing my monthly shedding."

⋆ Oh the confusion in his face was palpable. At first it was like, 'You're joking, right?' kind of bewilderment, denoted by the dopey smile on his face while his brows knitted in confusion.

⋆ but that declined into actual confusion and surprise when he noticed your expressions didn't have any sign of goofing off. Only you were aware of the struggle of holding it together.

⋆ "Girls don't.. shed.. do they?"

"They do, Steven."

⋆ You could almost feel bad for him. But your reassurance kinda made him back off for a bit and retreat back into the bedroom. You were disappointed that he didn't have a crazy reaction.

⋆ But boy were you in for a treat when you came back to the bedroom. Of course, Steven, was obsessively scrolling through his phone, eyes concentrated on the headlines but as soon as he noticed you step in..

⋆ "Doesn't say anythin’ about shedding, does it? No."

He sooo proudly showed off the phone screen to you, but you already saw this coming. You knew Steven like the back of your hand, of course he was going to try sass you.

⋆ "Yeah.. that's because it's a secret. We don't really say it to all men. Because of like.. the salem witch trials. Imagine if everyone found out that women can shed skin like a snake."

⋆ He was going to call it ridiculous, but you somehow made sense, in a very, very odd way. But That didn't mean he was completely going to trust you on this yet, even if he loved you to the end of the world.

⋆ "But what about the men that know? Like.. me."

⋆ "Think about it Steven, I wouldn't be making this so obvious if I didn't trust you enough to hold this huge secret." (that was the first truth in a bed of lies, you did trust Steven with alot of things)

⋆ The best part was that you can see his brain short-circuiting. Steven is one of the most smartest people you know, so seeing such moments is very very special

⋆ Now the thing is, practically, he has small social circle, Which means the people he can ask this to is also minute. Obviously he cant ask this to Donna!

⋆ He's tried Marc but Marc is kinda gullible, the moment he broke this to him, Marc believed it because it wouldn't make sense why you'd lie?

⋆ Surely Jake can help! He's been involved with many women before, right? That's what he claimed. Anyways, Jake admits that it's true. Because god forbid Jake loses a chance to fuck with Steven

⋆ Layla came around the other day, and his mistake was asking her right infront of you. All you had to do was to show Layla the 'look' behind Steven's back, and she caught on easily

⋆ "You told him?" Layla said, just as Steven noticed that she was looking at you

⋆ but that was the nail in the coffin; Steven actually believed that women shed their skin

⋆ It was a quiet month after that incident, that even you forgot about it; until you got your period again and by the end of the week, he actually showed up with moisturizers and sweets because "It looked like it hurt to peel a layer of yourself off" :(

⋆ Steven, your sweet summer child, had bought you care products because he actually believed what you said

⋆ Obviously after that, you let him in on the actual secret that it was just a transparent mask sheet and his immediate reaction was rejoicing that he was right

"I wasn't going crazy then!! Women don't shed!!"

⋆ The absurdity of that sentence was just amazing, that you couldn't help but laugh and subsequently, it makes him laugh too

⋆ Ending the night (and this horrendous lie) by sharing the chocolate Steven bought and talking about it together is most definitely a welcome conclusion <33

[amywritesthings]

Love your fic love, it's the best one I've ever read. Could you do something from Levi pov when he started realising he liked Reader and he felt about that?

first of all, thank you for such lovely words! i'm so happy you like it. second of all, i can certainly write you a levi pov where he had his 'oh shit do i like her?' moment xo

all at once. / levi ackerman x f!reader

word count: 900 warnings: language, levi pov set in the silver underground universe

( read on ao3 here )

Furlan had a funny saying about the people he fell head over heels for.

It happens slowly, he once told Levi.

The two of them were sitting around their newly-bought two-bedroom apartment, comically vacant and egregiously filthy.

With his long legs outstretched and crossed at the ankle, Furlan chose to sink his palms into the dust to tattoo his fingerprints. 

To say he was there.

(I was here. I am here.)

Levi chose a more civilized position — sitting backwards on one of the only two chairs they had in this place, his sleeved forearms folded over each other on its curved back. He peered down at his friend with the utmost curiosity, head hung under a curtain of black fringe.

“The hell’s this question coming from?” Levi grunted as he shifted his shoe on the floor.

Fucking disgusting; he wasn’t going to sleep tonight if the entire apartment ended up being this damn dirty. 

“What do you mean?” Furlan asked. "Which topic?"

“The topic of this,” Levi clarified, “and why you’re so interested in who I may be looking at on the streets."

"What, we can't gossip?"

The way Levi's brow quirked said otherwise. Furlan sighed.

"We're roommates now."

"So?"

"So?"

"I don’t think I asked who you're interested in, Church.”

“No, you didn’t,” Furlan hummed happily with a dopey smile on his face. “But now that we have this place with two whole bedrooms to ourselves, we have the luxury of inviting people over. Think about it: two young and handsome bachelors, ready to take on the—”

“Wait, invite people over?” Levi interrupted, brow rising. “This isn’t a community house. It's headquarters.”

“No, I know."

"Do you?"

"Yeah! But like I said, think about it: now that we’re taking names and carving our own legacies down here, I’m sure plenty of people will think we’re great. Maybe we'll even get some kinda group of admirers for our efforts.”

“Doubtful.”

“Aw, c’mon, Levi,” Furlan pouted. “Don’t you like anyone? There’s that one guy with the tattoos over on second street.”

“No.”

“Or the dark-haired girl who always seems to give you a discount on soups.”

“Not happening.”

“Why not?”

“Because.”

Furlan blinked.

The black-haired boy felt his temper — and embarrassment — rising.

“Because I wouldn’t know what the fuck it feels like to like someone like… that.”

Levi grit the truth between his teeth, hating the honesty that came with this ridiculous conversation. 

The Underground City doesn't quite offer anything real. Down here love was transactional. There wasn't room for emotional error.

He saw what it did to his mother.

He saw how it molded whatever the fuck he’d call Kenny.

Bottom line was that feelings weren’t good.

And then there was Furlan, looking at him like he’d grown a second head.

“Well, when you realize there's something about someone, it's slow,” the ash-blonde boy suggested, nodding with encouragement. “From my understanding, liking a guy, girl, person, whatever — it happens slowly, then all at once.”

“How’s it slow?”

Furlan smiled, knocking his feet side to side against the wooden floorboards.

“Probably because the people you actually like are kinda in the background until they aren’t anymore.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Levi echoed. "You're supposed to be attracted to them first."

"That definitely helps, but that's like... lust or whatever," Furlan challenged. "I'm talking about liking someone. Wanting to hold hands or be with them so you can listen to them talk all the time and never get bored of what they're saying."

Levi scoffed, turning his chin sharply to the right as he considered.

Slow, then all at once.

Except it was never slow.

It would’ve been really fucking helpful if it had been.

You’d been ready to rip his throat open all those years ago.

No one had ever gotten the jump on him the way you had. No one would ever come close.

Maybe watching your fights after Kenny dropped him for reasons unsaid had been the slowest part about this. Watching your sweat-streaked face as you caught your breath in the midst of folding someone double your size like it was nothing. Listening to your voice in the alleyway when you spoke to that witch of a woman. Conjuring up an excuse to talk to you, to see if you even remembered—

It’d been all at once from the very beginning.

Someone as fleeting as a ghost had haunted his once dreamless sleep.

Hell, you still did.

“Sounds like you got someone in mind.”

His gray eyes darted back to Furlan, instantly on the defensive.

The other boy sported a goofy smirk. Levi scowled.

He could tell him.

He could ask if the way his throat closed up whenever he so much as considered uttering her name was a sign that he was head over heels.

That sometimes it wasn’t slow, but as fast as a blow to the damn head.

That sometimes liking a stranger felt more powerful than anything he'd ever known.

“Nah,” Levi lied, surging from his seat to stand at full height. “Only thing I’m interested in is cleaning this piece of shit up. I’m not sleeping on cobwebs tonight, so get up, grab a broom, and help.”

James.

Maybe one day he’d face it; liking someone.

Really, genuinely, devastatingly wanting someone.

But he couldn’t afford it.

(Maybe one day.)

[pookietv]

clingy | arthurtv

another little illness drabble because i liked doing the george one!

when you got a call from arthur late at night, it was usually him calling to chat when he was bored, or to tell you some new fact that he had found wildly interesting.

so when you heard a slightly raspy, tired sounding arthur, you were a little taken aback.

"y/n?" was the first thing that came down the phone.

"hi, arthur, whats up?" you said sweetly, before a cough came down the phone.

"this might sound a little silly, but would you mind coming round?"

"uh huh, sure, i don't mind at all," you confirmed straight away, "are you okay? you sound a little raspy," you asked.

"think 'm ill.. know it sounds silly but was just laying in bed and i haven't felt great all day, and then i was just missing you and wanted to see you," he rambles out, and you have to admit it did melt your heart a little.

and thats how you had ended up at his door at 11:23, not all that late but a little strange nonetheless, and you pushed the key into the door, the spare you had been given to the flat, slipping your shoes off and heading to arthur's room, trying to be quiet in case anyone was asleep.

you gently pushed open arthur's door to be greeted by him in his boxers, hands tucked under his pillow and laying on his stomach in a freefall position.

"hi, arthur," you said softly as you made your way into his room, putting down your bag which had very little in it, you rarely brought pajamas round to arthurs, knowing you would end up in one of his jumpers, so the bag always felt hollow filled with only your clothes for the next day.

his head lifted from the pillow and a dopey grin plastered itself on his slightly red face.

"how are you feeling?" you asked gently, and he turned himself onto his side so he could see you properly.

"better now you're here, lovie," he babbled back, and you smiled at him.

"you need any water or anything?" you questioned, before looking at his bedside table, which he had clearly prepared for his illness contingencies, tissues, water bottles, snacks and paracetamol.

"'m good, just couldn't sleep very well and i didn't know if it was cause i was ill and i always sleep better with you so i figured," he trailed off, looking a slight bit sheepish as you giggled, "sorry for asking you to come here so late," he finished, but you shrugged.

"no, don't worry about it, you know i'd always come if it'd make you feel better," you reassured, and he just gently put his head back on the pillow.

"i'll get dressed and then come lay down, okay?" you said gently, and arthur murmured out, "that shirt that you like to sleep in, washed it the other day so it'll be in my cupboard rather then my drawer," he explained, and you nodded slightly, opening the cupboard door and grabbing it, quickly pulling your shirt from over your head and replacing it with his, and discarding your trousers, staying in just your underwear, since arthur's room was often hot.

you slid underneath the covers, adjusting them so they lay comfortably on arthur before you felt his forearm resting lazily against your waist, your head tucked next to his collarbone and his face practically buried in your hair.

"sorry if i'm being a little clingy, think i'm just bad at being poorly alone," he joked a little, but you just laughed back gently.

"i don't mind at all, it's actually quite nice," you said, before explaining, "not that you're ill, just that, y'know, you're clingy," i laughed a little more as you tried to explain myself, "although, i don't hate the voice," you teased.

"my voice?" he mumbled out.

"uh huh, kinda raspy," you joked a little more.

"so you find my pain hot?" he said, half teasing back.

"well, i didn't say that," you laughed.

"i mean, i can try get ill more often if it puts you in that kind of mood," he grinned into the top of your head, and you rolled your eyes.

"oh, shut up and go to sleep,"

[gh0stsp1d3r]

I’ve gone down the Wonka rabbit hole and I’m loving the ride! 🍫🍭🍬💝

What would you think of a fic about Timothee!Willy x reader’s wedding day? It would take place after the movie events, so all their friends would be there. Which means Noodle would be the flower girl/maid of honor. I can see the ceremony taking place in a garden much like Wonka’s shop/factory. And naturally there’d be a chocolate wedding cake. All in all, it’s the happiest day of their lives.

It’s up to you.

ℋ𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ahh i love this sm! It’s too cute not to do, it’s kinda short ):

You took a deep breath before you walked down, opening your closed eyes and beginning to walk.

Willy had a large smile on his face as he saw you, you smiled back at him, your eyes then went to Noodle who was giving you a little wave. You waved back to the girl, and then looked back to Willy.

He had the largest smile on his face, tears glossed over his eyes as he looked at you. You looked breathtaking, you were.

And he did begin to cry as he spoke his vows, how you made him the happiest man alive and how you were the best thing to ever come into his life.

You smiled, wiping away your own tears at the sweetest words you’ve ever heard. You had to fight the urge to kiss him right then and there.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

And with those words, his hands cupped your face, his eyes fluttering shut as you both kissed, this kiss would be engraved into your mind, you would remember it every day, and so would he.

People cheered and clapped, Noodle smiled at the both of you. In that moment, it was only the two of you, getting lost in each other for a little until you both pulled away, he had a dopey smile on his face and you had one on your own.

You ended up smashing the chocolate cake in the face as he laughed, wiping it from his face and smothering you with kisses as you squealed and people laughed.

“Thank you for coming.” You spoke to Noodles mom.

“Of course. Congratulations.” She said, Noodle smiled and gave you both a hug.

“You were the best flower girl I’ve ever seen.” You said to her, she smiled at you and said goodbye.

After the wedding, you both drove off in his little blue car, Glenn Millers hit song blaring from the newly installed radio, a large smile on Willy’s face as he turned it up.

He wanted to tell his mom that he finally made it, that he had found the perfect person for him and that he was the happiest he’s ever been.

[storiesofsvu]

Derek Morgan Couple's Headcanons

Derek Morgan x reader warnings: language, minor smut references mentioned, also this is completely unedited or re-read so bare with me lol

Gives nose/forehead kisses

Derek. You can’t tell me this man isn’t the happiest with a partner, little dopey smile on his cheeks, hands on you whenever he can, every moment he can. He’s gonna be kissing your cheek/forehead/nose every opportunity he gets, every time he walks passed you in the kitchen he’s quickly wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to your cheek. He always does it as a way to say hello and goodbye, a quick reminder of how much he loves you when he doesn’t have time to say it all.

Gets jealous the most

I think that goes to you. He’s a good looking dude, he’s a charismatic dude, flirty when he doesn’t necessarily mean to be, that’s just who he is. He loves you, like, when that dude is down bad, he’s down *bad* and doesn’t even look in the direction of other women, it just kinda comes off naturally that way. You know all of this, and aren’t insecure about it, but it still irks you. It also sucks how much he’s away for work but he always comes home to remind you just how much he loves you and how you’re the only person for him, even if that takes all night long.

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk

This one can go either way. Derek doesn’t drink too much past a drink or two, especially out of the house. But every so often he will go out with friends and have one too many beers and those are the nights he’s so extra affectionate, loving, all over you when you show up to pick him up. He’s showing you off to all his friends, boasting about what a babe you are and how perfect you treat him over and over again until you have to clamp your hand over his mouth and tell him to stop.

Takes care of on sick days

A bit of both, but more so you. Derek’s usually pretty tough and can take care of himself, but the moment he’s come down with the flu? He’s absolutely done for. He’ll always try to power through, only to be shoved back to the couch/bed by you as you tell him that he’s burning up, remind him how nauseas he feels and that he’s not going anywhere. Once he realizes just how shitty he feels he’s a mopey little puppy who needs the utmost care and to be doted on all day.

Drags the other person into the water on a beach day

Also Derek! While he can enjoy sitting in the sun for the start on a beach day, he’s like a rottweiler, he needs enrichment and activities. So he’ll likely hop up after an hour or so, jogging into the water, swimming, surfing, making friends with literally everyone, playing a few rounds of volleyball or another sport. Hell, he’ll even jump in and help the crowd of kids with their sandcastles, lugging barrels of water back and fourth from the water. So you bet he’s absolutely dragging you down to the coast and even if you’re screaming bloody murder, he’s tossing you into the waves over and over again until you’re a fit of laughter.

Gives unprompted massages

Hm.. this one goes to Derek. Same as the first one, he can’t keep his hands off you. He loves to show his love through physical affection, and won’t hesitate to grab your hands, legs, feet or shoulders to give you a little massage to help you relax. If you’re complaining about being super sore from the gym you better expect the full Derek Morgan experience that includes a massage bar/oil and definitely has a happy ending.

Who drives? Who rides shotgun?

Derek drives 90% of the time.

Brings the other lunch at work

Depends on what you do for a living, but when he’s working from the office at Quantico you usually make the time to swing by at least once a month to surprise him with lunch. It’s mainly on the days he either forgets to bring it with him or when he just assumes they’re going to catch a case and then they don’t. He gets a little hangry when he doesn’t eat and rather than him (and the team) suffer, you’ll bring something in.

Has the better parental relationship

Both of you? Correct me if I’m wrong but he seems to still have a decent relationship with his mom, right? Lol. Either way, both of you are happy to make yourselves a new family of your friends and whichever family members are still around and in your good books.

Tries to start roleplaying in the bedroom

Derek starts it unintentionally. He already does the whole “baby girl” and nicknames things with friends, and that defs slips into his romantic lives as well. Little sayings, jokes and teases go both ways, and they stay mainly jokes until someone’s eyes spark in just the right way and the two of you officially know what you’re looking into that coming weekend.

Embarrassingly drunk dancer

You. Derek’s smooth, even when he’s drunk. He knows how to sway around and work his hips no matter how many beers he’s had it’s still hot somehow.

Still cries watching titanic

Derek.

He’s a soft boi with a lot of emotions underneath all that muscle and we’ll let him be.

Firmly believes in couples costumes

Neither of you. And derek thinks the entire idea, (Halloween or not) is completely ridiculous and pretty lame/embarrassing until the two of you have kids and suddenly he’s BEGGING you to do it. (and like, this is before the kid can even walk, they’re still in a carrier and derek’s insisting the three of you all match)

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas

You. While Derek’s all about showing off his love, his gifts are more personal, they’re meaningful, and from the heart, but not necessarily expensive.

Makes the other eat breakfast

Look at this man and tell me he doesn’t follow a meal plan. LOL. He will always have some kind of breakfast, even if it’s just a protein shake. He doesn’t always have the time to make you breakfast, but he always makes sure to have a box of Eggo’s in the freezer and if he’s gone for work when you wake up, he’s sending you a text to make sure you eat at least one of them

Remembers anniversary

Both of you. But he might need a little hinting, and he’s not always going to be there for it. He’s going to remember, and the moment he has some free time and a brain cell to spare instead of thinking of the case, he’s going to feel the guilt of not being there and he’s gonna make sure that he makes up for it. Whether he’s sending flowers, making sure you have take out, or taking you out once he gets home, you always know you’re loved

Brings up having kids

This one could go either way. I don’t know if canon ever really had him talk about kids before he had one, but he was always good with them. I think he was someone who was hesitant considering his own childhood, but also wanted to be a dad so that he could prove to kids that there was a good world out there and that they could go places. I could easily see him wanting to foster/adopt and help out kids in struggling situations, so that could likely come up on his end. I don’t see having or not having kids being a dealbreaker for him, if it happens, it happens, if it doesn’t, it doesn’t, but once it does he’s even more smitten than he ever could have imagined.

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[t3ag3rs]

g e n s o - 1 3.

you groan feeling a sudden pressure hit your head as you wake up slowly in the infirmary.

fluttering your eyes you look around to see bakugou asleep in the chair by your side.

"what..?" you groan feeling disoriented, looking down you see your leg in a cast. "oh cmon...." you whine, waking up bakugou.

"goddamn your loud..." he mutters as he stretches, "took you long enough to wake up.."

"what happened? why am i here?" you ask signaling to your body and around you.

"okay so... you made it to the finals in the 1v1's... fought against me and thats why you're here.." he pauses, "but- you did get third out of everyone"

"really bakugou." you reply with a deadpan expression, "you really had to put me back in a cast after i had just gotten out of one?"

"its not like i was trying to genso!" he shouts, "would you rather me go easy on you and show everyone that you still cant beat me, or fight you like i would with everyone else to show that you are strong?" he asks with a scowl.

you widen your eyes as you realize his reason, "oh..." you look down, "thanks then.. i guess.." you mutter before looking up at him, "okay but seriously though howd i end up in here?? every time i get injured i somehow end up in here but i have no idea how..."

he clears his throat, "thats not important... but now since your up ill be heading out.. damn shitty hair forced me to stay here until you woke up.." he mutters standing up.

"oh.." you sigh slightly looking down. why do i feel kind of disappointed that hes leaving...?

he stops right before he exits, "for what its worth.. i think a lot of pros were impressed by our fight. you did well genso." he states before opening the door.

"thanks.." you mumble with a slight blush covering your cheeks.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you limp into class slowly the next day.

as soon as you open the door, your crushed by mina, "oh my gosh! are you okay?? are you feeling better?? i was so worried y/n!" she rambles pulling away and checking over your body.

"chill out mina... at this rate shes gonna get hurt from you.." chuckles kirishima walking up to you with a soft smile, "how you feeling?"

"way better.." you chuckle, "okay but seriously though.. who took me to the infirmary?? because whenever i get hurt i always end up there, but i dont know how..."

"okay babe.. get ready cause its quite shocking..." giggles mina, "its yours truly... mr. bakugou katsuki over there..." she whispers while jabbing her thumb in his direction.

you let out a laugh, "hah! thats a good one..! but no really.. who is it..?" you sigh as your laughter dies down.

"we're being serious.." repeats kirishima with a slight grin.

you widen your eyes, "no fucking way..." you look at mina, "but he hates me..!"

"well he must hate you soooo much that whenever you get injured during class he just has to pick you up and rush you to the infirmary..!" she says sarcastically.

"yeah.. he did that during entrace exams too! i honestly thought you two were a thing.. kinda like an old couple yknow?" kirishima quips in with a grin.

"yeah exactly!" mina agrees, bouncing on her heels. "im sure everyone in class thinks it too from the way you two act around each other..! theres just- so much tension!" she squeals.

you clasp your hand over her mouth, "shush..!" you blush, pulling her away from bakugous hearing range. "you two are so loud..!"

"is someone getting flusteredddd...?" teases kirishima with a dopey grin.

"kiri!" you gasp, "youre supposed to be on my side here..!" you grunt slapping his arm lightly.

"no way..! do you like him..?" she asks with a slight whisper. "cmon tell ussss..!" she repeats, poking your shoulder.

you blush heavily, "n-no..! i mean- i dont think so..! ughhh.. i dont know- im not sure..!" you respond frustrated.

"yknow what i just heard?" says mina with a grin, "i like him i just dont wanna accept it!!" she answers with enthusiasm.

right as you start to open your mouth mr. aizawa walks in. "this conversation isnt over..!" you whisper before sitting down in your seat.

"listen up everyone" sighs aizawa, "the hero offers for each one of you have came in..." he says before turning on the projector and presenting the results.

you widen your eyes as you find your name with 3632 offers, "geez... thats a lot.."

"now since you all have made a name for yourselves today you all will be figuring out your hero names." states aizawa, "to help with that midnight will be monitoring over you all" he says welcoming midnight to the front before walking out.

you look at the slate on your table. cmon... whats a hero name i can use..? you think groaning slightly.

"can you stop whining genso?! i cant concentrate!" barks bakugou as he hits you in the head with his slate.

huh. maybe genso isnt a bad hero name... you let out a small smile before quickly scribbling it on your board and raising your hand, "im ready..!"

midnight smiles beckoning you to the front, "okay.. im gonna be known as the elemental hero: genso" you state with a small smile.

"traditional japanese! i love it!" claps midnight with a happy smile on her face.

"HEY I MADE THAT NAME UP GENSO! YOU CANT JUST USE THAT AS YOUR HERO NAME-" yells bakugou as he shoots up.

"well then... i guess i can thank you for your brilliant nicknames" you grin playfully, sitting down.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

you stare at the paper of offers with your eyebrows furrowed. which offer do i choose...? theres so many..!

soon the bell rings causing you to stand up and place the papers in your backpack. slinging it over your shoulder you head your way out.

"genso..!" calls a voice from behind you, "wait up."

you turn and see bakugou glaring at you, "what is it?" you ask slightly intrigued.

"where are you gonna go for your offer..?" he asks gruffly looking to the side.

"uhh.. im not sure yet. why..?" you ask slightly confused to why he wanted to know.

"you should go for endeavor... one of your weakest elements is fire no..?" he says walking beside you.

you nod a bit, "huh.. your right, maybe i might go for him then. what about you?"

"im going for best jeanist. he is the no. 4 hero for a reason so i might as well see what hes all about.." he mutters.

"really?" you ask incredulously, "i would never see you going for him to be honest... hes so reserved and well.. your so- not reserved..?" you say trying to sound as nice as possible about your true opinion.

"you calling me a mess genso?" he snarls, glaring at you.

"no..! not at all..!" you chuckle sheepishly. "okay well maybe i was..." you admit scratching your neck. he chortles slightly, causing you to widen your eyes in shock. "no way you just laughed..."

he suddenly snaps back to his original self, "the fuck you say..?" he says setting off mini sparks in his palm.

"well.. it was nice seeing you bakugou but ill be off- bye....!" you exclaim, quickly running away.

bakugou stared at you running off, chuckling to himself lightly.

what is this feeling...?

previous parts: pt. 0 0 / pt. 0 1 / pt. 02 / pt. 03 / pt. 04 / pt. 05 / pt. 06 / pt. 07 / pt. 08 / pt. 09 / pt. 10 / pt. 11 / pt. 12 next part: pt. 14 / pt. 15

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Please what about Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle) x shyreader x ex!Billy Batson? the adopted daughter and well known superhero/protege of the only Wonder Woman where the gods & Zeus gifted his adopted granddaughter powers & weapons. Jaime deeply in love with her tho they’re dating, fluffy. https://pin.it/37REnv4

Bonus: her, Damian Wayne and Jon Kent being bestie trio. Jaime, Jon & her being fliers trio

Things between you and Billy didn’t work out (bummer) and so came the joint decision to call it quits. Enough said.

Damien wanted to get rid of Billy permanently but had to be talked down from actively doing so by you and Jon, telling him how that wouldn’t be necessary and that all you needed was some time and comfort from your dearest friends. Yet in Damien’s eyes, the offer to be rid of Billy was still very much on the table.

All you have to do was just say the word and he’ll dispose of Billy for you.

Now did it hurt? Yeah naturally, but you were back on your feet within record time just in time to for whispers of a new hero by the name of Blue Beetle found itself reaching you and your friends ears.

So after a long winded debate amongst yourselves you, a begrudging Damien and Jon decided to indulge your curiosity and set off to meet up with the newest hero on the block; Which -whether you were aware of it at the time- happened to lead you into meeting your now boyfriend, Jaime Reyes.

Khaji-Da would probably think you and Jon as potential threats, completely dismissing Damien at first until being proven wrong for underestimating him. Kinda like;

Khaji-Da upon first meeting Damien: what’s this sassy lost child?

Whereas now the Scarab would then constantly forewarn Jaime of Damien’s presence whenever he was spending quality time with you.

Damien is just watching out for you in the only way he knows how and Jon happens to get himself caught into it more often then not at this point but has proven to be just as defensive over you as Damien in some instances.

Khaji-Da: Jaime, I sense a threatening presence behind you.

Jaime: who- *looks over his shoulder to see Damien just stood there menacingly as Jon brightly smiled from beside him, being none the wiser.* oh. I see what you mean now.

Jon: he’s nice, isn’t he Damien.

Damien, sharpening his sword whilst keeping his eyes on Jaime and you : hmmm

Jon: jaime and y/n are cute together.

Damien: hmmm

With that kind of out of the way, let’s move forward and focus on your’s and Jaime’s relationship because honestly it’s tooth rottingly sweet.

First off Jaime will always, and I mean always, look at you as though it was the first time he was seeing you after you, Damien and Jon assisted him in battle. It was a wide doe eyed look filled with awe, wonder, admiration and immediate infatuation that pre-relationship you often found it adorable how hard Jaime tried to find the time where you weren’t being tailed by either Damien or Jon or both of them together, just so he could spend some alone time with you.

When he did manage to catch you alone, it always ended the exact same with Jaime walking you back, lending you his hoodie when he noticed your lack of warm clothing, smiling to himself when he saw you muzzle yourself deeper into his warmth that had transferred over to the hoodie. Before proceeding to pushing the hoodie back into your hands when you tried to give it back to him; Not so subtly hinting at you that you should give it back to him the next time he sees you as he wished you a goodnight as he heads back home with images of your sweet smile locked within his head, all the while a dopey grin spread across his face as khaji-Da comments on his ever growing fondness towards you.

This type of shit never stopped even long after you started dating, if anything it only became more rampant to the point where your cheeks would be hurting from all the smiling Jaime had you doing because that’s the effect he had on you and you loved it more then anything. It was a breath of fresh air to be in love once more and to get to be in love with Jaime Reyes was a blessing sent from the gods, it was almost as though you were in a honeymoon phase of your own when you were with Jaime, you felt alight with him as he did with you and that in of itself is beautiful.

Love is beautiful.

You honestly didn’t think you’d get back into a relationship since Billy but you were glad that you were wrong because Jaime brought you to life, you were able to breath and be yourself with Jaime without shame of who might be looking and you hoped that’s how he felt with you, because you wanted him to be just as comfortable with you as you did with him. And he did. Jaime felt all that you felt with him but tenfold, he loved love and he loved being in love with you. It didn’t matter how long you’ve been dating for because Jaime would always feel as though he’s falling in love with you with each and every day.

Cliche as that might seem but it was the gods honest truth! Jon and Damien couldn’t ignore that fact either given how they could read you like a book due to how long you’ve been friends. You’ve never looked happier then you did when you were with Jaime and vice versa.

You’d hold hands whenever you felt convenient, giggling away with one another as the brightest smiles spread across your faces, completely and utterly lost within one another to the point where it seemed that the only thing that either of you could hear was the sound of each other’s childlike chuckles and voices that tasted as sweet as ambrosia.

*You and Jaime being cute and shit*

Damien: 😑😒🤢

Jon: 🤩☺️🥹

Bonus content based off a video I saw:

Jaime, siting next to you: don’t look now but I think that guy in the seat opposite you has a thing for you.

You: ???

*Jaime, then rushes himself to sit in the empty seat opposite you, smilingly widely as he stares at you.*

You: 🥺☺️🥰 Aww Jaime!

Jon: Aww jaime!

Damien: I think I’m going to puke-

[valorantmenheadcanons]

I'm a slut for this scenario, so I would like to request how the guys of your choosing would react to being in a really tiny and closed space with their crush? Ex, in a closet or in between a wall fjdnjxnd gender neutral pls! Thank you and I wish you luck for your blog 😖❤️‍🩹

Ty 💚 btw anyone else getting wacked out spelling harbors name like harbor and not harbour cos every time I do it just feels Wrong

Sova

- Sova is a big guy alright, we all know that

- that means he’s getting real close with his crush right now

- if you’re looking for it, you can feel his heartbeat. It gets faster the longer y’all are smushed together

- honestly this probably happened on a mission and was a duck-for-cover gone wrong

- so he’s like. Mildly out of breath, his eyes are all intense from the fighting

- if you ask, the blush creeping up his neck is just from exertion, totally not because he can feel you pressed against him the way he’s imagined so often

- he wants the moment to last, wants to keep looking down at you but there is a mission and he is the golden boy

Cypher

- this one also happened on a mission

- cypher was set up for surveillance and had covered his hiding spot to hell and back with tripwires and cages

- thoughtful you went to go check on him, tripped about 48 times, and narrowly avoided stepping on a piece of his equipment

- in the process of Not Dying, you end up knocking cypher against the wall

- and hoooooooo man if that doesn’t do it for him a little bit

- fr tho he is.. well he’s cypher so he’s gonna be suave and be grateful he wears a mask so you can’t see his dopey smile because cmon that was kinda endearing

- doesn’t mean you can’t hear it in his voice as he teases you tho

- “you should really look where you’re going habibi”

- he likes seeing your eyes this close, he thinks they’re beautiful

Chamber

- you and chamber were having a petty argument about weapon design whilst walking down the hallways of the VP headquarters

- he’s passionate about it and thinks he knows better than you

- so to get your point across, you pull on his tie to bring his head close to yours

- you figured he’d keep his balance but poor chamber wasn’t expecting that at all and one hundred percent stumbles forward

- now you’re caught off guard and both of you end up crashing backwards into crates of supplies left in the hallway

- thankfully for chambers ego, he holds himself up against the crates so that he’s leaned over you and you’re trapped between his arms holding his tie like an idiot

- and because he is chamber, he flirts

- “if you wanted me closer, all you had to do was ask. Best not to make a mess, non?”

Yoru

- remember how in retake phoenix ziplines with his gun or whatever

- so he’s bragging about that and yoru is like “watch this” and tries to do it too but Cooler B)

- so a small group of you are gathered in the practice room, watching yoru zipline across the room

- except he slips 3/4 of the way down and crashes right into you

- y’all end up falling back into a cramped space meant to be rubble

- his pride- but also he’s worried about you because he did kind of just fall on you

- you’re fine, just a few lil scrapes

- the embarrassment on yoru’s face makes up for him falling on you

- he’s totally trying to brush it off, especially in front of you and the other agents, but you saw that genuine care he has for you

Omen

- you’re hunting around in one of the little supply closets on the base when omen teleports in

- he was looking for some of his yarn that he’d ordered and didn’t expect anyone else to be in the closet

- so he teleports in and jump scares you basically

- he catches you by instinct but the supply closet really was not made for more than one person to be in it at a time, especially with all the stuff in there

- it’s a little cramped but he feels too awkward to teleport out now. And also he wants his yarn

- this close, you can really see the way his slits get bigger and smaller repetitively, mimicking a kind of blinking

- his hands are cold too, where they’re on your shoulders to steady you

- bless his heart, he doesn’t know what to say except for a quiet “sorry”

- you laugh it off and ask him what he was looking for

- “yarn.”

- if you pay close attention you can see that his face slits are growing brighter than they usually do and some of his shadowy smoke seeps from under his hood

- you help him find his yarn but not before omen moves to stand in the doorway instead so you have space

- he flexes his claws as he watches you, a nervous habit he’s picked up over the years

- y’all have some idle chit chat about what he’s working on. Omen even offers to keep you company while you do whatever

Phoenix

- he trips and falls forward onto you

- it’s not graceful At All

- he’s kinda dumbfounded, holding himself up with his hands by your head

- 1. He’s embarrassed but 2. Holy shit he’s this close to you and the way you’re looking at him

- huh that’s weird the heater came on but only in the common room

- “you okay phoenix?”

- that snaps him out of his little moment and he scrambles back on his feet to help you up

- he apologises so much but really it’s fine, accidents happen! Still, he feels like he wants to make it up to you in some way

- you suggest watching a movie

- and if you snuggle a little closer during it, it’s just cos he’s warm and toasty ;)

Kayo

- it happens on the way back from a mission

- y’all are in the back of the vulture

- you’re behind Kayo cleaning gunk and dirt off of him when y’all experience some turbulence

- you were standing to clean him and end up getting jostled around

- you probs would’ve fallen on your face had he not reacted ultra fast and pulled you close to him

- you’re basically in his lap now

- like Phoenix, his body heats up and it’s totally just a robot thing, no other reason

- you’re startled, being this close to Kayo

- but since you’re here now, you start cleaning the front of him too

- this is what makes him short circuit lmao

- the fact that he’s fully capable of doing it himself but you’re cleaning him just to be nice

- the face you make in concentration, picking at a spot that won’t come off- that’s his new favourite face of yours. The way your eyebrows pull together a little, a bit of a nose scrunch as you peer closer

- he has never felt so cared for by a human before

Harbor

- some of the younger agents wanted to see harbors powers so he was showing off a little bit

- poor you turned the corner at just the right time to be smacked in the face by a wall of water

- okay he laughs a little bit but he is immediately apologising

- he pulls you behind him to a bathroom and gets a towel to dry you off

- you just kind of let him dry at least your head off. You’ll go change into different clothes after

- he’s very meticulous in drying you off and when he gets to your hair he ruffles it with the towel

- you shriek and try to duck away from him but he is having way too much fun with this

- he finally stops when you put your hands over his and damn that big stupid smile on his big stupid face

- “you look like a wet sewer rat”

- you fake gasp and try to hold back a smile

- and harbor is just thinking about how he could get addicted to seeing that

Breach

- one of his arms came off during a mission so you’re hanging out with him in his room while kj fixes it

- he gets up to get smth but doesn’t realise how off balance he is without the other arm. I mean those things have gotta be fuckin Heavy

- so he instantly starts tilting over and then you shoot up to help balance him

- but he’s too far gone and now you’re falling with him

- at least you land on his chest which is softer than a metal arm

- he’s kind of at a loss for words though and the fact that you’re basically laying on top of him does not help his brain function

- for once he has nothing to say

- which is only worrying to you

- “are you ok? That looked like it hurt. Sorry for falling on you too”

- he’s totally fine except for not being able to get that image of you out of his head

- he totally imagines you cuddling up to him while sleeping now

Brimstone

- not to be an old man but he definitely got a sharp knee pain and stumbled

- you made him sit down so you could make sure he was ok, that it wasn’t bruised or anything after a mission

- he’s fine just aging but the thought makes him feel fuzzy inside

- he tries to reassure you he’s okay but you seriously insist on taking him to see sage or Skye just to make sure there’s nothing wrong

- he secretly adores how doting you can be and won’t complain if you stick close to him for a bit after

[c9kefestation]

Any hcs you have? Any club penguin character this time!

Good morning gang (even thought it's noon as of posting this), welcome to episode 2 of ramblingfestation! I'm your host, G Billy, and im your co-host, G Billy-

I mentioned this like a while back but my hcs outside of the pb are kinda lacking i think so I'm sorry if this isn't going to be as juicy as the previous hc dump.

Here goes!:

Aunt Arctic has 2 sisters! with her being the middle child.

Sam/Shadow Guy is colorblind, specifically, he has protanopia (literally JUST searched up the term), it means that he can see only shades of blue and yellow (can't perceive the color red).

Not much of a hc but it might be fun to know, in my design for Shadow Guy, if you look closely, you'll see that one of his pupils is whited-out (just an outline). This, and the poof of spiky feathers he has on his head are a nod to him getting zapped by the toaster that gave him his powers (quick note: my clubp lore knowledge doesn't go very far, just fyi)

I've already stated this hc before but I might aswell also mention it here, Amy/Gamma Gal is a cane user! Never stops her from kicking ass though!

This one has something to do ab my design for the character again: Agent(PR) uses hair gel to style the feathers on their head. They try to make them as neat and cool-agent-looking as possible, but they always end up looking silly and dopey. Same applies to Agent in the normal club penguin universe, but they're more successful in their attempts. Ig that's how I differentiate them,personality wise, PR Agent ends up more towards the silly side while ClubP Agent ends up on a lil more towards the serious-ish one, if that makes any sense.

Idk much about Dj Maxx but I roll with the idea that he's a ghost. He and Dj Cadence are roommates (no, you may NOT quote the vine)! Though Cadence is the only one who leaves the igloo, Maxx just kinda chills in there. No one knows about his existence there except for Cadence, the PB and maybe other ghosts like Skip.

Speaking of Skip the Bellhop, bro HATES the sunlight. Whenever he hangs out with Jeff (SKEFF IS REAAAAL) during the summer, he has like a victorian ass umbrella with him to protect himself, aswell as some fancy ass shades (dracula fuckin ass).

The Penguin Band all live in the same igloo (you may now quote the vine)!

I was going to save this for a possible future post but Stompin' Bob has a lotta siblings. 1 older sister and 2 younger twins (boy and girl).

I think that's going to be it for today, I don't wanna overdo myself and explode cuz I've never rlly rambled like this online.

Hope u guys liked it!

[heartbeatbookclub]

(this is about the weed headcanon thing-y )

i feel like monika would be the kind of person that ends up having a panic attack the first time she tries it

sayori hears colours, tastes sounds and is generally just that one person that has an out of body experience everytime

natsuki is on the floor laughing from the slightest thing

and yuri just kinda spaces out and starts talking about the most random stuff (which in turn makes natsuki laugh even more)

My vision for their first time goes something like this:

MC seems like he'd be too much of a stick in the mud to do anything fun like that, but frankly...he doesn't have a lot else going on and I could totally see him being peer pressured into it by some other underachiever in his class. Maybe it'd mellow him out.

He probably wouldn't want Sayori in on it, but she'd eventually convince him. She's wary of it at first, but decides if he's doing something, it can't be that bad.

He tells her to only take a little hit to feel things out...but she grins and then takes a good, long, rip. He scolds her, then starts laughing as she proceeds to cough up a lung.

"You are in for one hell of a ride."

And ride she does. She feels herself floating above her body, completely uncertain of who or where she is, watching with a dopey expression as MC tries to call her back to earth. Her brain moves slowly, turning from one thing to another in a series of slow movements, swaying to some music she isn't sure she's hearing. It sorta feels like there's some energy flowing through her, twisting her entire body apart.

But, like...it feels good. Sayori has never felt quite so at peace. She's never felt quite as comfortable in her own skin. There's a big, loopy smile on her face, and MC can't help but chuckle, an airy sound that slowly brings Sayori back to consciousness.

"...Woooowww..." was all she said, finally regaining some sense of awareness of where her hands were in front of her. "I told you. You on this planet, currently?" She meets his gaze, nodding. "Think so!" and then she giggles at how silly her own voice sounds to her. MC responds in kind, and suddenly they're both doubled over, unable to breathe from how hard they're laughing.

Once they both come down, Sayori's immediate thought is "The others would really enjoy this."

Monika is immediately against it. Honor student, goody two-shoes, teacher's pet, all a series of elements which culminate in Monika's immediate instinct to be to say "no" to drugs. Sayori is admittedly embarrassed to have brought it up in the first place, and gets the distinct feeling that Monika is judging her for having indulged. Natsuki is significantly more flippant about it.

"It's not like we're talking about doing meth, or whatever. All things considered, it's not much worse than alcohol."

"We're not of age to be drinking alcohol, either."

"But it's not like it'd hurt us that much, either. Lighten up a little bit."

Monika is still pensive, suddenly remembering school programs talking about peer pressure and wondering what she should say.

"It's not like anyone's making you do it, either. I don't wanna do it, so I'm not gonna, but that doesn't mean it's the end of the world if I do." She can't fault Natsuki's logic, but still, something about it just seems...

Monika sighs, still feeling some sense of fear for disappointing whatever authorities are looking over her shoulders...and suddenly realizes that maybe, just maybe, this is further proof that she does need to lighten up. If she's only worried about it because of other people judging her, then she shouldn't have any actual issue with the act personally, right?

Monika eyes Natsuki carefully. "Why aren't you doing it?" She turns, suddenly feeling sheepish. "Why do I need a reason?" Monika supposes that's a fair answer. Yuri, meanwhile, has been quietly "reading" this entire time, which Monika knows means that she's been listening, however idly. "How about you, Yuri?"

She jumps at the mention, nerves about the entire thing suddenly on full display. "I--um, well..."

Well?

"I don't...think it's necessarily a bad thing, but I don't...um..."

Monika felt suddenly guilty for putting her on the spot, but was genuinely curious of her perspective. Yuri took a breath. "...I'd like to try it at least once. That's what I think. It's just...I-I'd like to know, you know? I don't think you should speak ill of something until you experience it for yourself." Monika sighed, realizing, now that she thought about it critically, that she felt the same way, quietly cursing herself for being so narrow-minded.

Yuri realized what she'd said. "O-oh...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--"

"No, don't worry about it." Monika smiled wryly. "You just made me realize that I'm thinking about this the wrong way."

Sayori's always start with her going somewhere distant for a while, sometimes she's more responsive, sometimes less. She always enjoys the soothing buzz that weed fills her body with, and once she comes down a little bit, she is incredibly giggly. She gets less talkative while high, but what she does say is goofy as hell. Has a tendency to devour your entire snack table if you aren't looking. Likes to just go with the flow. Tends to get very sleepy while high.

I get the sense Monika probably wouldn't have a great start to her first time. I think going in she'd probably be overthinking the entire thing, stressing over little things, and once the feeling started to hit, she'd probably freak out just a little. She's so unused to this kind of letting go that it scares her. But of course, being in this environment, comfortable, surrounded by her closest friends? Helps to work through it, and with a little bit of encouragement, she's able to chill out.

Like I said, Monika is absolutely adorable while high. Losing that verbal filter, letting a lot of her more "real" personality leak out, and making her more of a cuddlebug all combine to make the entire thing a very enjoyable experience for the 4 of them. Sayori is especially happy that they got to experience her first time with it together.

This will also all come together to make her incredibly embarrassed about the entire thing in the morning, but she'll be glad she did it, too. After all, it was pretty fun...

Yuri becomes more talkative while high. She loses a lot of inhibition to share her ideas, and she starts sharing a lot more of her train of thought, with significantly less worry about the things she's saying being taken wrong. This surprises everyone, and is cute in its own way. She starts stimming a lot more obviously, and becomes obsessed with different tactile feelings she can get from rubbing her hands on different things in the room. Liable to get caught randomly staring at something that simply mystifies her, like a fish tank, a book cover, or the label on the Cheetos bag they're all eating from. ("Chee-tah...chee-TOS...There is so much beauty in the world.")

Natsuki doesn't much like drugs or alcohol, for...personal reasons. She's experienced them before, and she doesn't dislike the feeling, but...To put it simply, she has heard there is a very strong genetic component to addiction.

Whether or not this is true, she does not want to find out, nor is she exactly interested in seeing the kind of person she could become in that respect.

This doesn't stop her from being a very willing designated driver and chaperone to 3 other intoxicated women, and it certainly doesn't stop her from laughing her ass off at the bizarre antics the 3 of them get up to. It also does make her feel much better about the entire situation to make sure they're all supervised (The one time they all got it in their fuzzy little brains that they wanted pancakes and tried to burn the house down comes to mind).

This, of course, isn't to say that it's all sunshine and rainbows. Something that removes your inhibition doesn't remove everything negative you think; in fact, it does quite the opposite.

Sometimes, the happy, giggly moment, fizzles into tears.

Sometimes, Monika talks about how crushing the expectations of everyone around her is. Sometimes, Sayori talks about how much she hates everything about her body. Sometimes, everything is too loud, and Yuri can't stop herself from breaking down in a corner. Natsuki tries hard not to kill the mood, but it's hard to resist saying what's on your mind when the 3 people around you can't stop saying what's on theirs, and can't stop the emotions running high about how much they think you deserve better. Maybe there's a little contact high in the air...

Every single time, invariably, they work hard to sort it out. They might be a little loopy, but none of them care more about anything than each other. They don't care if the vibe is killed; the others' feelings are more important.

That's how I see it. This ended up being so long that I...don't quite know how to tag it! I'll figure something out.

Also:

Thank you for the headcanons, anon!

[wh0lemilk0vich]

obsessed with the transfem stevie diner au ❤️❤️ here’s some ideas !!🪱

she catches eddie staring at her belly and thighs thru the blue dress or something idk, like he drops some food and spills something because he was too busy ogling her, draws attention to himself. it happens too many times for it to be coincidence, stevie figured him out quickly. i would love to see robin in this and just watching eddie be an absolute fucking disaster, stuttering and stammering whilst he tries to offer her an extra large portion (that is definitely not going to be thrown out if it isn’t eaten, shhhh) of leftover cherry pie because otherwise “it’ll go to waste”😭❤️

stevie accidentally rips the seams down the sides of her uniform when she bends over to pick up plates, her ass in the air, and eddie decides enough is enough, he needs to fuck this girl now. hanging up a hastily draw ‘be back later’ sign at the door, hurrying all 3 customers out, and hauling her into the back room where he just wholly worships her.

admits to giving her the leftovers and eagerly watching her plump up. afterwards eddie begs stevie to let him take her on a date, this man is fucking gone. stevie blushing and giggling , smiling all cute because being a girl is so fucking awesome, gingerly nodding her head and twirling her hair around her finger, still flushed from their encounter.

eddie takes her out, wines and dines her the whole lot. when he arrives to pick her up, like the gentleman he definitely is yep, he has a fucking aneurysm at stevie in a silky maroon dress that hugs and accentuates her curves. that little bit of belly bounces a bit through the dress as she makes her way outside on her heels, admittedly a few inches taller than eddie 🤤🤤🤤

eddie is pretty much drooling at this point. after he lets stevie into his car, (that he spent days cleaning to try and make it nice for her) he almost trips getting in because when stevie sits down, her thighs are just delicious. all spread out in some silky red wine dress, all the while she’s blushing innocently at eddie. her belly is sat in her lap over her thighs, beautiful well maintained hair cascading down her shoulders dusted in freckles and moles. she is fucking gorgeous

i need a girl like stevie 🫠projecting so hard onto eddie rn

Transfem-Chubby!Stevie Diner Au

Wormie my heart!!

Ugh I'm so into Eddie being down bad with absolutely no ability to play it cool. Just getting a dopey smile on his face every time Stevie comes in for her shift. Eddie always has a "Sorry this was supposed to be without mayo" or "You should finish off the blueberry pie, we're just gonna toss it" or "Fries got kinda burnt, oops" or "accidentally made the same ticket twice" as a way to win her heart and get more food into her. Spends most of his time watching her from the kitchen window, just enamored, and probably also trying to catch a peek at her cleavage or panties depending on how she's facing when she busses and clears down a table. But God, he's just so tongue-tied or flustered when she talks to him.

And like think about the opposite order. So like Eddie musters up all his courage and cleans up to ask the pretty girl from work on a date at the end of their shifts. "I was wondering, you know, if you'd like to go out some time? Maybe get food at a real restaurant for a change, see a movie?" Of course she says yes, I mean Eddie's the sexy, flirty(?) line cook that she's been harboring the beginning of a crush on and finds it hard to turn down all his little flirty food blunder treats. And it's so endearing when he shows up to pick her up, dressed in one of his uncle's dress shirts with the sleeves rolled up, and a tie, but still in his ripped studded jeans, and he's parted his hair. And Stevie is wearing one of her favorite dresses that she got after being on hrt for a bit, and like, she does not account for how much Eddie has been feeding her at work, because it looks pretty sinfully tight, not bursting by any means, but her new curves are so defined: the belly pooch, the hip/thigh dips, it actually fits well in the chest, but like another pound or two and she'll be tugging at the back to make sure it's fully covering her wider, rounder, Disney mom ass.

And when she's standing in front of Eddie (holding his bouquet of flowers), and he has to look up at her nervous smiling face, his own is plastered with a look of awe and admiration. He's so proud to be taking out this beautiful (giant, complimentary) woman. At the restaurant he orders for them both, but not in like a weird or controlling way, he like, gets them the tasting menu at this upscale but not over hyped place, and so he could actively avoid any scenario where Stevie might feel self conscious and not order what she actually wants. This way, he rationalizes, she won't have to think about what she's eating, and he knows she's going to be getting his money's worth. He even makes sure that they're getting slightly different courses so that he can let her "try" his dishes. Maybe he even tells a white lie about having had her tasting menu before, so she doesn't feel obligated to share back with him, he just wants her to get to try everything 🤤.

So then, after they start dating, and Eddie hasn't stopped his little screw-up scheme, all but feeding her intentional wrong orders, she finally has a wardrobe moment. Stevie is helping bus tables on a relatively slow day, just a couple of patrons. Eddie is watching her from the kitchen, as usual (his favorite show). Stevie bends over to wipe the table down and suddenly there's a pop, and she bolts upright, feels her side, goes bright red and runs to the kitchen, looking close to tears. Eddie tells her to meet him in the store closet, then runs out and apologizes to the few patrons, mostly stragglers just getting coffee or staying back to read the newspaper, ring them up, and lead them out.

He flips the sign to closed and runs back to Stevie. She's still rosey cheeked and tearing up, eyes a little bit puffy and Eddie, so sincere and earnest, is holding her head in his hands and smiling and trying to calm her. "What's wrong, beautiful Girl? What's got my babydoll so upset, huh?" And she moves her body and her apron that's twisted awkwardly to the side to show the burst seam. The first thing that comes to Eddie's mind is Pillsbury biscuits, his mouth is dry and he reaches his hands out tenderly to feel Stevie's warm soft sides, caressing them and feeling them flare out with the swell of her belly and hips, reaching back around her to cup her breathtaking ass, pulling her into a flush embrace. Their breathing is ragged, they're both nervous, and Eddie just holds Stevie's gaze for a moment before breathing out "Oh, fuck, Stevie...you're so fucking hot" and crashing their mouths together. Stevie's arms immediately fall around the back of Eddie's neck and he's desperately pressing her against a wall, slotting a leg between her thighs and dragging the skirt of her dress up to feel up one of her luscious cheeks. He's desperately grinding against her pillowy thigh and he can feel her, hard, against his.

Eddie pulls away for a second, scrambling to pull off his chef's coat, and then helps get Stevie out of her dress leaving her in a beautiful little bralette and hip-hugging silky panties. It's everyday underwear, not lingerie or anything, and he's just so smitten. She's hooking a leg around his waist while he kisses down her neck, nuzzling her perky little tits, rubbing a thumb over a clothed nipple. He kisses further down nuzzling her tummy, feeling her abs clench under the softness (she's ticklish). He kisses at her hips, bites at her inner thighs after pulling one over his shoulder, mouthing at her cock through the fabric and just looking up with so much desire and adoration asking her "🥺 Please, can I?🥺" And she nods yes, anxiously, but sincerely, not having felt this way before, desired in this way before, and it just feels right, natural. And Eddie makes her feel so exceedingly, knee-bucklingly, toe-curlingly, gut-wrenchingly good. She's just left there panting, chuckling, fingers clenching Eddie's hair, leg still up on his shoulder. He's pressing kisses into a pillowy, marshmallow thigh.

They get back to their feet and get dressed again. Stevie's hands move self-consciously to the popped seams at her sides, arms crossed across her body, hugging herself to appear smaller. So Eddie grabs his leather jacket from his locker and places it over her shoulders, giving her more coverage. She smiles meekly, glad for it, pushing some of her hair behind her ear coquettishly, and he gives her a smiling kiss on the cheek before taking her home, where she invites him in to help her try on her other uniform dresses. So they can test their structural integrity, especially after a meal or two, you know...like at work...it's purely scientific reasons. idk this really got away from me, but I'm in love with it.

[gregoftom]

when do you think tom first planned to use the sticker on greg?

from the very moment conner was explaining what the stickers were, the thought of greg entered his head? (with a fun little smile at the idea?) and then the mini heartbreak of the bathroom scene, and then he decided, yknow what, I still want him, I still want to claim him as mine? (I'm still going to fight for his job by my side because I still want him to come with me)

or do you think it was after the bathroom scene, and tom finds the stickers in his pocket, and he's holding them and thinking goddammit I still want to keep him? and maybe realises he needs to show him that he's got him. or claim him as his own and no one else's, not the sibling's, and then in the actual moment it just turned way more tender because how could it not with those seductive sad eyes.

it's minor differences but it's sooooo interesting. because tom had those stickers in his pocket knowing he was going to place one on greg, after letting him squirm just a little bit. and I'm just fascinated when tom got that idea. and was it something he always wanted to do, or was it instead/also a recognition that greg needed a gesture.

and because like...it so easily could have been a little bit of a bitter possessive thing? like, this is a chain, stop having ideas to run off to other people, I'm sick of it, your mine. but instead the moment felt SO comforting? like sweetie shhh it's ok, no need to be fretful anymore, I promised to take care of you and I have, because I want you with me.

I just. tom WHEN did you think to sticker greg and WHAT WAS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD when you decided to or even decided you were still going to even after greg got skittish. I need answers, wambsgans, and they're probably written all over your romantic fucking heart

omg first of all I SWEAR TO GOD i answered this!!! but i might have hit delete by accident on my phone SOB i'm sorry so let me try again.

second of all WRITTEN ALL OVER YOUR ROMANTIC FUCKING HEART DO NOT SAY THAT TO MEEEEe oh god that's so true, fuck. ough!!!! you'd find greg's fingerprints there too, i'd bet. as for when he decided i honestly don't know but your thoughts of when it was is all interesting bc it alters the meaning of the sticker scene very slightly in different ways!

i think... i think he maybe had the thought as sort of like, something in his mind when connor said "covet" because he didn't end up putting any stickers on anything, so clearly he wasn't interested in anything material [throw out all of your stuff for love] and he didn't want anything connected to the roys [linking back to this ask wrt to tom wanting to break out of the whole roy bullshit and take greg with him thereby "castrating" him of his roy lineage] and maybe he looked at them for a moment like oh haha, yeah, if i Could put this on anything i'd put it on greg. but it was a throwaway thought. greg wouldn't want that, the last time i did something that insane he wasn't interested.

but then came the bathroom fight and i think that bitchslap kinda knocked some sense into him. they moved towards each other and i Know it wasn't to fight more. but then he had to leave bc he had to sort out a battle plan and he was hurt and frustrated and god damnit greg, why why why. then he saw the stickers in his hand [which he held with his ring hand by the way. which greg also snorted coke off of, and KISSED beforehand, and kissing of the ring indicates subordination and devotion as well as exchanging of souls, plus the fact tom was going to sit with GREG AND HIS FAMILY at the funeral. you see where i'm going with this.] and i think he probably remembered his silly little idea and stored that away. and then later on in the finale when greg came back to him he was like ITS NOW OR NEVER. i don't know if he knew greg would come back, judging by his smile and dopey hearteyes, i think he wasn't sure 100% but boy was he glad. so he took the sticker and claimed greg, probably heart in his fucking throat.

but greg................ accepted it this time! greg was smiling and nodding and looking him up and down and accepting an arm stroke oh!!! and yeah it was absolutely Not a bitter moment at all it was way too...... sweet, and laced with something. even normies have been saying it's a tender moment between them. it was more like tom putting his heart on the line and saying i want you, even though you've hurt me, after all we've been through. and greg understanding finally why tom has been so laser focused on getting to high status/ceo and pushing him out, it's not because he's pulling away from him it's because he was determined to keep him! greg understanding that tom is choosing him, just like tom has been his choice for the entire season. greg is not the only one who has been choosing the love of his life in s4. that's what their whole thing has been about, especially greg. choices. and greg's choice has always been tom. even when he "betrayed" him, he did not give his name and he did not mean to do it specifically to the detriment of tom.

everything is so much every day i thank jesse succession that we won so hard thank you my man. thank you

[ladylooch]

I miss the real princess of this blog: Stella Wood 🥺

Please bless us with some content 💗 maybe with some Uncle Lee?

Lio isn’t sure what to think about the newborn baby swaddled in the living room. Lucie is gone at a follow up doctor’s appointment for some post-birth concern she had. So Connor and Lio were on baby duty. Lio thought he was coming over for video games, beer and pizza. Instead, he is greeted by a passed out Connor. The new dad is resting in an exhausted sprawl on the leather couch next to the bassinet.

Stella’s little face is contouring into a cry. For some reason, panic briefly bubbles in Lio’s chest. What does she need? He should wake Connor up. Or maybe call Lucie and ask what to do. Hesitantly, he reaches for the side of the bassinet, gently moving it back and forth on it’s wheels. Stella’s face smoothes out, but she continues to wiggle with her mouth open. Lio looks to the left of her head, seeing a teal nook. He picks it up, gently resting it against her bottom lip. She awkwardly moves towards it, trying to get it in her mouth.

“There you go.” Lio murmurs, sitting down next to her bassinet. Lio doesn’t really care for babies, but Stella Wood is the coolest one he has ever seen. Meeting Stella in the hospital, sitting next to Lucie as he looked at what his two best friends made, it changed something in him. He doesn’t want to be a dad by any means, but he certainly could understand the dumbstruck look on Connor’s face when he met him by the nurses station.

“Lee, she’s…” Connor ended up shaking his head with a dopey grin. How could he describe her? Lio agrees with that wonder as he stares down at her now. 

Stella settles down. Lio decides to leave Connor asleep, setting up his Xbox and putting his headset on, one ear off incase Stella wakes up. He’s five minutes into his first Chel Game when he hears her whimpers again. Glancing at Connor, it’s clear he’s still passed out.

“It’s okay.” Lio murmurs, reaching in to put her nook back in. Stella spits it out, crying a little harder. Lio tosses his gaming stuff to the side, standing to pick her up. He supports her head, bouncing her lightly in his arms. “It’s unfortunately how much you look like your dad.” He jokes. “You have Swiss blood in you, kid. You should look like us.” 

“She’s more American than Swiss.” Lucie points out behind him. He startles a bit.

“When did you come in?”

“Just now.” She chuckles, tossing the keys.

“Con said you were at the doctor. Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, just a slight infection in a milk duct.” Lio grimaces. Lucie shrugs. “You asked.”

“Yeah…” He trails off, shaking his head.

“Has Con been sleeping the whole time?”

“Yeah. He let me in and passed out on the couch. Hasn’t even touched that beer.” 

“He’s been doing late nights since he has been home this week.” Lucie murmurs, pushing Connor’s hair off his forehead. She drops a gentle kiss there afterwards. “I can take her.” 

“Um, no it’s cool.” Lio says, holding Stella close. “Kinda like hanging out with her.”

“How about I change her and then you can feed her?”

They agree to that. Lucie disappears. Connor starts snoring on the couch. Lio takes a few more sips of his beer. He watches Lucie in the kitchen get Stella’s bottle ready. It’s like her daughter knows food is coming because she begins to fuss. 

“Do you still want to?” Lucie asks as Stella’s shrieks heighten. Lio nods, holding his arms out like Lucie instructs. “Now brush the nipple from side to side in her mouth.” They pause, waiting for Stella to take it. She does, then contently begins to chug down her milk. Lucie and Lio share a smile. 

“Luc I can’t believe you’re a mom.” He chuckles. “You have a kid with Connor Wood.” Lucie grins, looking over at Connor asleep.

“I’m pretty lucky huh?” Lucie’s eyes find her daughter, watching her eat. “Thanks for coming over. I know we haven’t been around much. This has been a big change.”

“It’s okay. You know I’m here to help.”

“I… didn’t think babies were your thing, honestly.”

“Babies aren’t, but yours is.” 

“I love you, Lee.” Lucie pouts, then leans down to press her face against his shoulder in a hug. “I’m going to take a shower. Do you want me to wake Connor?”

“No. Jelly Stelly and I will be okay.”

“No.” Lucie shakes her head at the nickname. She reaches up for her hair clip, pulling her hair down and stretching her neck. 

“Yeah it’s bad. I’ll keep working on it.” Lio assures. Lucie disappears down the hall. Lio watches the baby’s face, listening to her suckling and grunting, finding it entertaining. “I love you, kid. I’ll never let anything hurt you. Uncle Lee is head of security around here. We’ll let your dad think he is though.”