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who is that diva? | liam lawson
summary: the internet is set ablaze after a race car driver and a bookstagrammer are caught in a heated battle fro the last lego set on black friday. is this a lawsuit waiting to happen or a meet-cute worthy of its own book?
pairing: liam lawson x bookstagrammer!reader
warnings: implications of a physical fight, they're both a lil' unhinged
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user now i know thats not a picture of the man she stomped on to get her lego set-
-> user RIGHT?? as soon as it came out that he was famous i expected a lawsuit ngl
yourbestie i had such a great time with you guys last night! if you ask me, he's a total keeper <3
user girl i love those shoes!
-> chamomilekissedpages i don't gatekeep! just dm'd you a link to my guy, he'll give you a good price :)
liamlawson you still owe me a lego set. just so everybody is aware.
-> chamomilekissedpages you and what army?
-> yukitsunoda this one!!!!
-> oscarpiastri yeah!
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liamlawson i didn't get the lego set, but i did win the heart of someone who won't share her toys with me
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oscarpiastri i wondered how long it would take him to break
-> liamlawson fuck offffff
-> chamomilekissedpages guys come on, he made it three weeks!
user of all the ways i expected legogate to end, this was not it!
chamomilekissedpages would buying you a lego formula e car make things better?
-> liamlawson oh my god baby is it too soon to say that i'm head over heels in love with you?
yourbestie congratulations to you both! your 'most insufferable couple of the season' award is in the mail
-> chamomilekissedpages you call us insufferable but we know you love us
-> yourbestie damn fucking right i do
-> liamlawson careful the fia might fine me for having cuss words in my comment section
-> chamomilekissedpages he says as if he didnt just tell oscar to fuck right off
Interview with Liam Lawson in the Las Vegas GP Paddock!
BONUS: TEXTS BETWEEN LIAM AND Y/N
#liam lawson x reader#f1 imagine#f1 smau#liam lawson smau#formula one imagine#formula one x reader#f1 x reader#f1 x female reader#the christmas collection 2024#Spotify#ig aus
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because it's you - h.taesan
warning: han taesan x fem!reader, smut (mndi), virgin!taesan x virgin!reader, so they're basically inexperienced, they are clumsy and cute, oral (f. receiving), handjob, taesan doesn't know how to eat a pussy but he's a fast-learner 🤓
wc: 2k
note: apologies in advance if this is bad >_< let me know your thoughts thru reblogs, comments, or asks! hope u enjoy <3
the glow from the forgotten tv show illuminated the room, being its only source of light. it was a first for you and your boyfriend to go as far as third base. when you pulled taesan’s shorts down for the first time, he looked at you with those eyes–mixed with curiosity and excitement. you know he trusts you with the way his hands gripped on yours tighter. you smiled gently, reassuring him, watching his cheeks burn and his gaze fall momentarily.
taesan’s body reacted instantly when you gave his cock a soft touch, getting used to the feeling of someone touching him for the first time. you knew he was holding back with the way he was biting his lip to stop himself from making a sound. but at the same time, he’s anticipating more with each movement.
you start pumping your fist on his length slowly, testing and seeing his reaction with every stroke. he throws his head back on the couch, quiet with his eyes closed. still no sound coming out from his mouth but he was squeezing your hand tighter. you tried to keep going a little faster, expecting him to feel better but it was nothing other than his heavy breathing.
“does it not feel good?” you stopped stroking his cock, taking taesan by surprise as you felt a little insecure that you might be doing something wrong. once more, your gaze darted to his face, searching for any sign—a stare, a sigh, anything.
“i-...it feels good…why?” his voice was low, noticing the worried look in your eyes. “you’re just…quiet. and i thought i was doing it wro-”
“baby, no.” he cups your face, eyes meeting yours. “i’m just…it’s my first time and i’m kind of shy to be loud.” his face flushed as he confessed, murmuring. you felt a wave of relief and your smile grew a little. “but it’s my first time too, and i kind of want to know if you’re feeling good. is it okay?”
“okay, i won’t hold back anymore.” taesan answers and his shoulders are relaxed this time. his breath hitched when your warm hands wrapped around his erection once again. he seemed to be getting more at ease as he leaned into the feeling and his breathing became less consistent and loud. it seemed important, as if he had been waiting for it but hadn't known how much he would crave it until now.
his eyelids flew shut as the intensity rose and he gave himself completely over to the feeling, his heart racing from the pleasure.
“fuck…”
and there it was, a soft and stifled moan coming out from his mouth. knowing that it was a sound that was only meant for you gave you the confidence to keep going faster. you shove your hand deeper into his cock and continue to jack him off. it was difficult for taesan to breathe, to think, to do anything but feel as waves of sensation swept through him with every little movement.
“feels good…” his gaze flickering up to meet yours now and then, as though he couldn’t quite believe this was happening. he clenches his jaw as you go faster, and you are enjoying a little too much with the sounds escaping from his mouth. he opens his eyes for a moment to find your chin and leans in for kisses. taesan lets out heavy breaths in between as you keep pumping your fist down his length. his eyes fluttered shut, pulling away from the kiss to say, “close”
as he grew closer to cumming, his fingertips touched your cheek a bit longer than necessary as he brushed a loose strand of hair out of your face. and on the other, his thumb made soft circles on the back of your hand that made your chest flutter, yet he didn't pull back as his hand fell. “good?” you asked, but seems like he could not form any more words to answer you, but the way taesan groans as he came was enough for you to know.
his fingers slowly tighten around your arm in a quiet show of care and trust. you watch his chest move up and down, and he brushes his hair with his fingers, pushing them back while he cums. a smile tugged both on your lips when he finally caught his breath. the silence was broken by a faint giggle from taesan, his hand finding yours, and his fingers gliding between them as if they were the most natural thing in the world.
he took your hand to his lips and planted a gentle kiss on your knuckles while his eyes softened and became more sincere. “can i eat you out? i haven’t done that before, though…”
“do you wanna try?”
“you think i can make you feel good? i don’t want to mess up.” his lips protruded into a small pout, worried that you may feel weird. a small laugh escaped you, but it wasn’t mocking—it was warm, fond. “why don’t you get down on me and i’ll find out?” taesan just nodded and began to slid your pajamas down.
“but i didn’t-” he stops for a moment to listen to you.“hm?”
“i didn’t shave…”
taesan could only smile at your reply, unbothered. “didn’t ask. can’t play golf without grass, hm?” the warmth in your chest spread like a soft glow, and you couldn't help but smile.
“so how do i do it?” the uncertainty in his gaze changed to something softer and warmer as he leaned in and completely pulled your bottoms down, a mixture of assurance and desire that made your heart skip a beat. he positions himself into something comfortable as he kneels before the couch. his hands find yours, lacing them together.
the warmth of his breath caused sparks to dance down your nerves as his lips slightly pressed on your core, already wet from jacking him off earlier. your breath hitched and taesan couldn’t help but notice.
“are you okay?” he asks. “y-yeah…i just…no one has ever gone down on me before so i’m new to this.” you could sense the effort he put into every action as he breathed gently, as though grounding himself. his lips initially touched your skin reluctantly, yet each contact was featherlight. you could tell taesan was trying. the way his breath warmed your skin, the way his fingers gripped you gently, the way his tongue barely brushed your folds, and the focused furrow of his brows.
he was almost a minute into eating you out but something wasn’t clicking. you twitched a little, biting your lip to contain your laughter at the way how silly it all seemed. he stopped, staring up at you with anxious eyes.
“did i do something wrong?” he asked, his voice hesitant, cheeks flushed from both effort and embarrassment. you wondered how even at this moment of intimacy, taesan still looks so adorable. you brushed your hand through his hair. “are you nervous? i think you’re overthinking it a lot, taesanie. you don’t have to try hard…”
with a startled expression on his face, he buried his face against your thigh for a moment before laughing softly and self-consciously, embarrassed. “i’m sorry, i just don’t want to mess up your first time.” he smiled shyly. “it’s okay, honey. you’re not messing things up. you can take your time exploring, and focus on what can make me feel better, okay?” you reassured him, and he nodded.
this time, his hands gripped your waist and he swallowed visibly before asking you,
“can you spread your legs again for me?”
without hesitation, you spread your legs out in front of him.
“thank you. so, tell me. what do i do?”
it was simpler to respond because of his openness and willingness to listen, even though the question made your cheeks flame. you whispered, “start slower.” “and…try to focus here.” you moved his hand a little to show him the spot on your clit, and he nodded shyly. and so he started, his every action infused with tenderness and a desire to make you feel loved, appreciated, and totally relaxed.
“like this?” his lips brushed on your buds, this time, more firm. he mouthed at your pussy while smothering his head between your thighs and pressing his nose against your skin. with your fingers clutching his hair, you silently gasped. "yes." you exhaled, your body reacting to the change in his touch already.
taesan’s eyes brightened at your response, and a faint smile of satisfaction tugged at his lips as he leaned in once more. his confidence rose with each sound you uttered and each small gesture you made. your hips jerked forward, and you whimpered as your clit's nub begged for attention. he continued swatting his tongue on your clit. the way he threw himself into the situation, centered on making you feel taken care of, was really charming.
knowing it was both your first time, he did not want to mess it up and make you feel weird. he wanted to make you feel better, in a way that you would keep craving more. he wanted to make you feel good, checking out on you from time to time with a glance just in case it was uncomfortable for you. he was overthinking at first, trying to make everything perfect. but it need not be perfect, every touch was intimate and meaningful—because it was taesan.
taesan drags his tongue on your walls, making an attempt to your entrance. your taste lingered on his tongue. with every kiss, every gentle touch, he wasn’t just trying to please you—he was showing you how much he cared, how much he wanted to make you feel loved and cherished in a way that only he could.
"taesan," his name escaping your lips, your voice little more than a gasping entreaty. your thighs quivered under his touch as your fingers got caught in his hair, the softness of it grounding you. his touches felt more natural this time as if he was beginning to understand what compelled you to gasp.
he sealed his lips onto your wet folds, finally getting a hang of how to stuff himself with a pussy, and how to make you feel good. taesan left a trail on every part of your inner thigh and you couldn’t help but flutter your eyes shut as you whimpered continuously. slick texture kept gushing out of your entrance, and taesan took his time making circles in your area.
you felt the coil building on your stomach becoming tighter as you grew close to orgasm.
“taesan, i think i’m-” when he notices you are reaching your limit, his touch becomes more responsive to the tiny arch of your back and the rhythm of your breathing. the heat in your core intensifies with every passing second. “close?” he asks.
“y-yeah.” your voice shaky, barely above a whisper. the confession made your cheeks burn, but the look in his eyes when he glanced up was enough to make your heart stutter. his soft gaze met yours, full of warmth. you felt your body tense and his tongue swirled around you gently but firmly, increasing the pressure of his mouth on your pussy, and everything was intimate about it.
when you finished, the heat eventually subsided and you felt weightless and dazed, taesan pulled back a little, his lips curving into the sweetest, most attractive smile. nothing was hotter than seeing his lips glistening with evidence of how wholly he’d been consumed in pleasing you.
he found himself holding onto your hand, asking for assurance. “did i do okay?” his voice low and a little breathless, his cheeks flushed.
“you were perfect.” your heart still pounds on your chest as let out a small laugh. “such a fast learner, aren’t you?” as you kissed him, your body still throbbing, he grinned against your lips, and you couldn't help but think that nothing had ever felt so completely right, so intimate, as being with him in this way. taesan smirked as he pulled away, realizing you got to taste yourself from the kiss.
“you taste good, right?”
˚ ༘♡ — @onedoornet @zynz0 @kkumistars
#onedoornet#boynextdoor#boynextdoor x reader#boynextdoor smut#han taesan#bnd taesan#taesan smut#taesan fluff#taesan hard hours#taesan hard thoughts#boynextdoor taesan#taesan x reader
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theddoctor adbandoned me.ffeling a wreck today 👍
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and a coward. abandon him back
#if it sucks... you know what they say #cute husband is preferable but not essential
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feeling like shit turns out it sucks when you're the one who's abandoned.
#maybe i will be abandoning him back!!!
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literally what even is time
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i forgor 💀
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I actually quite Aberdeen. Nice place to play cricket. Not the sort of place I'd be tempted to abandon anyone in.
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Oh is it now
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Yes! Though really, I much prefer Ascot. And also when it's not overrun by clones of the Master, like it is right now.
#It's hardly my fault if he trips and gets burnt to death in the massive barbecue he rigged #honestly it would be quite satisfying
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if i were the doctor i would simply not get people killed. lol. lmao even
#it's that easy!!!
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can i be real with you all i'm really not into crazy telepathic sex. yes on the crazy telepathic sex website i know
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IN FANFICTION. IN FANFICTION. THIS POST IS ABOUT FANFICTION.
#idk i'm just struggling to find a good spin on it in this particular wip #is that so wrong of me #sighhh
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the brigadier is posting about his favourite war films on timeblr this is literally so embarrassing!!! someone shoot me!!!
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WRONG BLOG WRONG BLOG WRONG FUCKING BLOG
#SOMEONE SHOOT ME!!! BEFORE I JOIN A CULT!!!
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We regret to announce that Captain Michael Yates has sadly joined a cult. Please have his loved ones in your hearts at this difficult time.
#mod jo #why will no one else use the tags :((( we have tags guys #they're fun i promise
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so what's that now? zero days since our last cult?
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oh thank goodness the doctor got him out
#the brig's got the gin out again #the brig's an alcoholic and #well #i'm starting to think so's the doctor #he keeps on just chewing ginger #it's... very disturbing
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Question, since the other main Heart pirates are ladies, do you have any ship headcanons for them in your fem!law universe? I know Killer/Penguin is a popular choice for Peng, and they'd look so cute in your style!
Thanks!! I would like to draw the hearts more, but I never have good ideas -
Glad you asked this question 😈😈😈
Law (idk if you if you want something with her, but I'll drop something and then concentrate on the others)
Law and Luffy are a thing (duh). But law didn't fall immediately for the Monkey D. Her interest in him rose before Sabody, but not in the romantic way, more like "I wanna see what this little punk can do"
She fell in love with him after she saw him at his worst cause she had the impression to finally see the real Luffy. She felt understood in some ways...and you guys know the rest
Law love language is through act of services, she never clearly says "I love you"
Everynight she clings to Luffy with all her strenght cause she is afraid someone will take him away from her
Bepo
Bepo is looking for a sweet bear, but she has still not found one yet. Maybe her standards are too high (Shachi always says that)
She is not afraid of expressing her love. She always hugs the people she loves most. If you're looking for Bepo, you can certainly find her hugging Law or making sure the kids are having fun (and mostly making sure they're safe)
She is like a sweet aunt. Always dreaming to find true love, but her only love at the moment is her family
Shachi
She is pinning for Penguin till she has memories. Always yearning but never have the courage to make the first move
She always jokes about Penguin being hers, but it's always a bit painful, but seeing Pen laugh, it's always her biggest reward
She always leaves a tiny candy on Pen's pillow
When someone makes her notice that maybe she is in love with Penguin (Bepo), she always dismisses that with a laugh. "How can I be in love with her? She's like a sister to me!"
After Law sewed back Penguin's arm that night, Shachi never left her side, even tho Law encouraged her to rest. She wanted to be sure that Pen saw her as first thing when she'd open her eyes again. So she didn't feel lonely
Every day, she promises herself to talk with Pen about her feelings. But every time she met her gaze, Shachi forgot how to speak and just said the most stupid thing in the world
Penguin
Pen likes to flirt a lot. She doesn't think to be a catch, but gosh, how much fun she has flirting around
Every now and then, she steals gazes with Shachi. She always felt something for her but never really understood what-- she only knows that when Shachi is not around, the sun is less brighter
She loves finding candies over her pillow, and she knows Shachi is the one leaving them. She had done that since the first day on the Tang. She thinks it's sweet
When Shachi comes to her with that serious look just to say the most stupid shit in the world, Pen laughs her heart out, thinking that she couldn't live a moment without her in her life
When she's cooking, she always makes sure to make Shachi's portion a little bit bigger than the others
Every night, she fell asleep thinking about that time she woke up from Law reattaching her arm with Shachi holding her other hand while sleeping...that's her dearest memory
Here is some of my headcanons! Killer/Pen is a ship I have yet to explore (always open for new things), but since I've started to know the hearts Shachi/Penguin is one of my otps ♥️♥️
#jay answer#the heart corner with the hearts#pregnant law#the heart pirates#trafalgar law#law one piece#lawlu#Bepo one piece#Shachi one piece#penguin one piece#shachi x penguin#one piece#headcanon#one piece headcanons#text post
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❝𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉❞
➤ ACT I. | CHAPTER I.
➤ FAERIE KINGDOM.
“Ah…It's good to see something green again…” [Y] sighed. “As the map says, I'm here at the Faerie Kingdom. Everything seems so beautiful here. It made me miss my old animal friends, Wind Archer Cookie, and Millennial Tree Cookie.”
The taller male noticed some spore-like creatures boing towards him. They're not animals. They seem like animals, but a completely different species. Although they seem cute and harmless. For now.
“Hello, little fellas…” [Y] kneeled down before the yeast spores. “I don't think I've seen you around before. Are you some new species…”
The yeast spores surrounded the taller male as he sat on the ground. [Y] took a moment to observe the spores. It's pretty neat to a different species in a different forest. He made the right choice coming to the Faerie Kingdom. However he doesn't see anyone around. It's quiet except he heard the chime of a bell nearby and he can sense an aura nearby, watching him.
“Excuse me. I can sense you from here. There's no need to hide, I mean no harm.” [Y] greeted the hidden cookie. A whitish gray haired short male stepped out from his hiding spot and pointed his arrow at the taller male, “Who are you and what are you doing trespassing on our kingdom?”
“I'm only on a journey to find myself. I'm [Y], a wanderer from the Millennial Tree Forest. I just left the Dark Cacao Kingdom.” [Y] introduced. Silverbell Cookie took a moment to observe the taller male and realized that he matched the description of what Elder Faerie Cookie describes to him.
“Ah. You're the one who Elder Faerie Cookie was waiting for!” Silverbell Cookie gasped.
“Hm? Elder Faerie…?” [Y] blinked bewilderingly.
The bell holder nodded, “Yeah. He ordered me to bring you before him. Please, follow me.”
· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·
“Hm. This is the last remaining flower left behind by him.” Elder Faerie Cookie mumbled as he watched the inverted flower shrieking at him through the sound-proof glass that the elder faerie sealed it in. “It's weak at the time, thankfully. It cannot attack or anything…”
“Elder Faerie Cookie, I brought him just like you ask.” Silverbell Cookie announced, grabbing the elder faerie's attention.
“Thank you, Silverbell. I would like to speak with him in private.” Elder Faerie Cookie commanded. Silverbell nodded and left the two be. The elder faerie turned his full attention on the taller male. Looking at him, he's different from how he used to be. All Elder Faerie could see is a pure soul with a heart of gold.
“...You’re [Y], are you not?” Elder Faerie asked. “Millennial Tree Cookie talk about you a lot.”
“I am. Millennial Tree did tell me about the Faerie Kingdom. This is my first time here in the kingdom…” [Y] said. “...And outside of the forest.”
“...”
“...Is something wrong? Am I making you uncomfortable?” The taller male asked.
“...Tell me, wanderer. Do you remember anything before giving a second chance?” The faerie questioned.
“Not particularly. I don't remember what happened when I was revived.” [Y] mumbled, crossing his arms.
“So his memories were erased completely. Good…” Elder Faerie sighed with relief. “Still…I'm afraid he'll awaken his power and the beasts…”
“Welcome to the Faerie Kingdom. Hope you enjoy your stay here at the kingdom. Make yourself at home.”
“Thanks. I will.” [Y] nodded before noticing the flower behind Elder Faerie Cookie. “Ah. That flower looks a little different than the lilies in the kingdom. What kind of flower is that?”
“I cannot tell the name of this flower, however I can tell that this is the last remaining flower that lives on here in the very spot.” Elder Faerie explained. “It's a dangerous flower. If it was to be released, it'll form more of the flowers and bring the kingdom to their fate.”
“Hm…?” Elder Faerie Cookie noticed the flower is no longer shrieking. “It stops. It could possibly mean that it recognizes its master even if he doesn't remember anything.”
“I see. I understand.” [Y] nodded with understanding. The elder faerie handed the glass seal over to the silver knight to take it back in place, “How about I give you a tour around the faerie kingdom?”
“Of course.”
· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·
“This is the library. The books are written in music notes.” Elder Faerie introduced the library to the taller male. [Y] perked up, “Oh, I know how to read it. I can read ancient languages and music notes.”
“Can't say I'm surprised. Millennial Tree has taught you a lot, hasn't it?” Elder Faerie questioned.
“Yes. I had to learn something before leaving the forest, didn't I?” [Y] inquired while checking out the books on the bookshelves. “I’ve read other books back at the Dark Cacao Kingdom after learning how to read foreign languages and write.”
“Is there anything you would like to read?” Elder Faerie asked.
“Hm…I’m not sure. They all seem like pretty good books, but it's hard to decide on which…” [Y] mumbled, feeling his brain overload while looking at the books. “...Big words…make my head hurt…”
“Seems like he's just an ordinary cookie for now. Millennial Tree really purity his memories of the corrupted past.” The elder faerie thought as he watched the taller male struggle to pick a book. [Y] perked up, “Ah. That's right. If I want to pick a book, then I should choose a book about the Faerie Kingdom. It's important to learn more before touring. Why overthink it???”
“...He’s such a silly cookie after all…” Elder Faerie sweatdropped.
╭ ⁞ ❏. facts
┊ ⁞ ❏. [y] feel proud of himself
┊ ⁞ ❏. [y] sometimes overthink things that it made his brain hurt
┊ ⁞ ❏. [y] made that tanjiro’s face if he tries to lie
➤ chapter o.
➤ chapter i.
#cookie run kingdom#cookie run#cookie run x reader#crk x reader#crk x you#cookie run x you#cookie run x male reader#crk x male reader#elder faerie cookie#silverbell cookie
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OMG, girl, let me just say this fic is 🔥🔥🔥! Like, I was supposed to be casually reading it, but nope—I am fully invested in this madness.
First of all, can we talk about how REAL The Butcher's girlfriend is? She’s out here freezing, waiting on her man, trying to navigate some seriously messy family drama (ugh, step-kid probs), and still manages to keep her cool. Like, give her a medal for patience because Cooper? Sir, your daughter is a handful AND you're rolling in late. 🙄 But when he walks in all tall, dark, and smirky, my heart did a little flip. The chemistry between these two is electric.
Also, the scene at the bar?? The tension had me on the edge of my seat. One second, it's all "aww, they're so cute," and the next it's like, "Oh no, Cooper is gonna MURDER someone. Literally." And let’s not act like we weren’t low-key rooting for it. That possessiveness? Messy. But also...so hot. Don’t judge me.
And that parking lot scene. HELLO? Who gave you permission to be this dirty and detailed about his dick?? I need to know so I can fucking thank them and make a monument for you both.
The slow burn, the whispers, the SMUT??????? Dead. I am deceased. 🪦 And the way he’s rough and tender at the same time with that little kiss on her thigh at the end and helping her into her panties after wreaking her? My brain is just SCREECHING. Also, the vasectomy convo? Iconic, baby😂 That (and the mention of that blessed bulge that has been torturing my mind ever since you pointed it out) is pure gold.
But seriously, you nailed the mix of dangerous vibes and swoon-worthy romance. Like, yeah, he’s scary, but he also dotes on her, and she knows his truth. My toxic trait is thinking I’d thrive in this kind of chaos. 🙃 I think what really made me love this and made it so unique is her willing compliance to his true nature. She knows who he is, what he does and she's just like "well it be what it be ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ he's got good dick and i love him, ur honor"
It's so messy, steamy, dark and complex and it's absolutely perfect 💖✨
The New Normal ( Part 2 ) - Compartmentalize : - Cooper Adams/Abbott x Fem Reader *NSFW*
Based on the following request from @callsign-fangirl : "There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you" with cooper? 👉🏽👈🏽 I obviously decided to turn it into a continuation of my first posted Cooper request, The New Normal (it just fit so well), I hope you like it girlie 🔪 As a reminder, this is canon divergent, where Cooper and Rachel got a divorce instead of her discovering he is The Butcher. Gif is mine. MY JOSH HARTNETT CHARACTER MASTERLIST CAN BE FOUND HERE. This is NSFW, and contains consensual sexual content ( NO Daddy Kink, NO Breeding Kink, and NO Degradation Kink ) and some mentions of violence. One aspect of it was also definitely inspired by something interesting I noticed regarding a certain 5-ish seconds of the movie...if you've seen my gif set, you'll probably be able to pick out which portion ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
(( word count : ~ 3,800 ))
“It's okay, really...I'm not going anywhere, take as long as you...okay, I just don't want you rushing on my account,” The Butcher's girlfriend spoke into the receiving end of her cellphone, standing outside the front entrance of the bar they had agreed to meet up at. The night was chillier than expected, and she regretted not bringing a jacket, but the music was too loud inside the establishment, and she didn't want to risk any miscommunication. “She thinks you cheated on her mother with me, of course she isn't going to like me. Just...Cooper, she's never going to like me if she thinks I'm driving a wedge between her and her dad...Okay, just text me when you're on your way...I love you, too,” she mumbled into the phone before she ended the call, still getting used to saying those words out loud. It hadn't been her intention to cut into daddy-daughter time, but Cooper had let slip his evening plans while Riley was on the phone with her mother, and suddenly Rachel had some extra errands to run that had clearly been an effort to throw off his night. Admittedly, it was frustrating, but the young woman standing in the frigid air, pocketing her phone, knew it couldn't be helped by anything but time, and she glanced once more at her phone before slipping back inside.
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Nearly an hour had passed between the call, and Cooper's emergence into the establishment, his umber eyes darting around immediately, in search of his young lover, his vision landing on a stool toward the furthest end of the bar. His kind, public-facing smile immediately appeared across his lips as he strode her way, peeling off his sturdy coat as he moved, dropping it on the stool beside the one he sat down upon, directly by her side. He began to apologize for his tardiness, but she shook her head, staring up at him with almost none of the shyness that she so often displayed around the firehouse. Clearly, she had started without him, he observed, her cheeks warm to the touch as he grazed a callous-roughened thumb over one side of her face, his fingertips caressing her throat and jaw. When she leaned into his touch, he took the opportunity to capture her lips in a kiss, and he tasted her sugary drink on her tongue. “How many have you had,” he whispered when he pulled away, both his hands on her face now, his thumbs running back and forth over her soft skin. Any anxiety he might have felt about changing their plans so last minute, and her possible negative reaction, was abated by the dreamy look in her eyes as she stared back at him with such transparent affection.
“This is my second,” she confirmed, glancing at the half-full vessel of a liquid whose vivid pigment was definitely not present in nature. “I'm kind of a lightweight,” she admitted with a half-smile and a shrug.
“I can see that,” he answered, a genuine smile taking over his features as she leaned in to claim more of his physical affection, her lips seeking out his own. Cooper's large hands drifted along the sides of her throat, over her shoulders, gripping lightly at the neckline of the dress she wore, sliding his thumbs between the fabric and her heated skin, nearly forgetting where he was until the sound of a clearing throat brought them both back to the reality of their surroundings. The fireman glanced toward the stone-faced bartender, clearly unfazed by the sight of couples trying to unwrap each other at the bar, and he ordered a bourbon, abandoning the edges of his date's dress to take her hand instead. They had the whole night to themselves. There was plenty of time for however they decided to spend it.
Time passed without much notice as The Butcher and his girl spent the next round of sipped drinks sharing the details of their day, Cooper doing most of the talking as he gushed about his daughter, the young woman beside him listening intently. She wasn't particularly interested in having any children of her own, but absorbing the words of the proud girl-dad beside her gave her a modicum of comfort. For all his violent tendencies against strangers, the secrets of his that she kept, she felt as she listened to him enthuse about his children, that he couldn't possibly be all monster beneath. Or maybe she was just getting better at compartmentalizing.
“So, how was your day? I feel like I'm doing all the talking,” he finally inquired when he realized how long it had been since she'd uttered more than just a reaction to his stories.
“Um...uneventful,” she shrugged, her eyes glancing away for a moment at nothing in particular before they began searching for her nearly fluorescent drink. When he didn't respond after several seconds, she glanced back up to him as she drew her glass to her lips. “What?”
“What happened,” he asked directly, all levity in his features dropping away.
“N-nothing,” she mumbled, gulping down a swallow of the vibrant liquid. When Cooper sat up straighter on his stool, his gaze trained studiously on her, unyielding, she let out a sigh. “It was really nothing,” she repeated, tilting her head to look elsewhere, a large hand reaching out to gently guide her back to share his gaze.
“It doesn't sound like nothing,” The Butcher retorted, and it might have unsettled her how long he managed to stare at her without blinking, if she hadn't been so tipsy from the alcohol.
“Some...gross guy at the bar-”
“This bar?”
“What other bar could it possibly...Yes, this bar,” she confirmed, letting out a breath, glancing away for the briefest moment before he grazed his thumb over her cheek, silently encouraging her attention.
“Did he touch you-”
“No, he didn't touch me, he just...didn't wanna take 'go away' for an answer,” she mumbled. “But obviously, he eventually did,” she noted, indicating with her hands in both directions of the bar the empty stools on either side of them.
“You didn't leave your drink-”
“No, Cooper, he didn't drug me, I'm not stup-”
“Smart girls end up in dangerous situations, too,” he interrupted, the irony of his words not lost on either of them, considering all the blood that had soaked his hands over the years. “Is he still here?” When her words dried up, her lips pursed, he had his answer. “Who?”
“Cooper, it's not-”
Both of his large hands cupped her jaw as he watched her eyes, the young woman before him beginning to sober up a bit as the stream of alcohol slowed. “Sweetheart, this isn't...none of this is going to work if you don't trust me,” he rasped, his hands lowering to her shoulders as they had earlier in the evening, though he found it much easier to keep them from wandering in his frustrated state. “I hope you realize there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you.” She stared into his eyes until the intensity of them became too much, her smaller hands reaching up for his larger ones and dragging them away from her shoulders, his digits weaving between her own. “Now...which one?”
After a few seconds of staring at his large hands, the way they engulfed and overwhelmed hers, she glanced over her shoulder toward the furthest corner, and Cooper realizing how obvious it should have been. He'd been so wrapped up in his girl that he'd missed the more age-appropriate man leering at her from across the room. “Cooper...” she uttered as he suddenly stood up, letting go of her hands to push his silky hair out of his face. “What are you gonna-”
“Don't worry about me, baby...We're just gonna go have a talk,” he lied, standing up and leaning in to press an insistent kiss against her mouth, one of his hands weaving into her hair to pull her closer, his tongue darting out to meet hers when she parted her lips for air. When he finally pulled away, she wants sure if it was the alcohol or his kiss that had her feeling especially dizzy. “I'll be right back,” he breathed against her ear before finally parting from her, heading directly for the man she had indicated, whom Cooper had obviously put on a show for.
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Nearly twenty minutes had passed before she finally breathed a sigh of defeat, standing up from the bar stool she'd been left alone at, digging for her wallet within her purse to pay for the drinks she and her older boyfriend had partaken of. She didn't want the bartender following her outside, thinking he'd been stiffed, especially considering the real possibility that she'd find The Butcher doing a lot more than just talking. Satisfying their accumulated tab, the young woman picked up Cooper's glass and swallowed down the rest of the liquid inside, making a pained face as the burn of it hit her throat. If she was paying, it wasn't going to waste, no matter how wretched it tasted.
With a glance around the room, she strode across the bar and stepped through the front doors, glancing in both directions and wincing as the brisk air whipped at her exposed skin. There was no sign of the two men in either direction, no sounds of talking or...she hesitated to think what other sounds she might encounter. Knowing what he spent a selection of his free time doing was one thing, seeing it was quite another. With a swallow that was more akin to a gulp, she glanced again at her surroundings, and chose the side with the shorter wall, stepping as quietly as she could manage in her heeled boots along the concrete and circling the corner. Still no sight of either man, the faint snapping of twigs and thicker branches caught her attention, and she walked with increased vigor toward what she assumed must be the back of the bar, finding...still, no one.
“Cooper,” she meant to call out, but her throat barely managed a whisper as she looked around desperately for signs of life. With more clicking of her boots, she dug into her purse for the pepper spray Cooper had insisted she start carrying, looking in all directions until a sound not of her own creation reached her ears. She called out his name again, this time with more success, and she paused in her steps as a form emerged from the furthest edge of the parking lot, lined in unruly trees. Tall, broad-shouldered, silky chestnut hair in need of a trim falling in his face, she let out a sigh of relief as she began trekking in his direction, though her feet lost momentum when she noticed the shades of rusty burgundy that stood out against the black and white plaid of his flannel. His gate was sweeping as he crossed the empty, concrete-laden distance toward her, his facade almost expressionless. She mumbled his name once more as he neared her enough to reach out.
“Don't worry, sweetheart, it's not mine,” he whispered as he wiped blood from his hands down the sides of his shirt. He'd have to burn it in the fireplace when he got home anyway, so there wasn't much point in preventing further stains.
“I...figured,” she managed as she stared up at him, flinching reflexively when his large hands reached out for her, crimson staining his cuticles. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes almost appearing as nothing but shadows beneath his brow, reaching out once more and cupping her shoulders in his palms.
“I asked you to wait,” he spoke up suddenly, and her brows knit together as she stared up at his barely-lit features.
“You were gone so long, I...I started to worry,” she admitted, swallowing down the dryness in her throat as she stared up into the emptiness of his gaze. “I, um...I paid our tab...so...” She wasn't quite sure what to say as she gazed up at the man looming over her. She hadn't exactly been ignorant of his extra curricular activities when they'd started dating, but to be faced with it in person...and she knew this was far from the worst of it, whatever he'd done with the-
“Where is the...the body...I'm guessing,” she mumbled, glancing around, seeing no more signs of sentient life.
“Hidden away,” he answered vaguely. “All in one piece...they won't think it's one of mine,” he murmured, his hands starting to make passes up and down her arms, the warmth of them meeting the chill of her skin. “You're cold,” he mumbled.
“I...it's freezing out here,” she whispered, her feet beginning to take backward steps as she felt Cooper crowding her.
“I can warm you up,” he offered, the creep of a smile tugging at his lips. Something about his tone didn't seem to convey the obvious options for warmth, like the heated seats and toasty blast of the vents in his car. Managing to tear her gaze away from his hypnotic eyes, she glanced back at the building they were slowly edging toward, her eyes darting around in search of cameras, finding only one, the wires sprawling out of the wall and seemingly attaching to nothing relevant. “They're disabled,” Cooper answered her unasked question. “Doubt they've worked in years...we're safe,” he continued.
Safe. She repeated the word in her mind. She didn't feel anything close to safe as her back finally met chilled, jagged brick. “Cooper,” she breathed as his large hands found her waist, the fabric of her dress suddenly feeling quite thin and insignificant. She flinched again, though not from his touch, as her shoulder-blade scraped the rough, red stone.
“Stay,” he commanded, and she moved not an inch from where he left her, eyes following him as he stepped away just long enough to gather his jacket he'd discarded on the cracked concrete, an article he wasn't nearly as ready to part with as a simple flannel. Cooper was pleased to find her still where he'd left her as he closed the distance between them again, noticed her focus drifting along his body.
“Does that...usually happen, when you...,” her voice faded away to nothing as he joined her, guiding her arms into his retrieved jacket, her limbs disappearing inside it, the uncomfortable scrape of the brick being replaced by the slick feel of the satin-mimicking lining. Cooper raised a brow, following the focus of her gaze to the bulge straining against the zipper of his jeans.
“Sometimes,” he answered, another non-committal response.
“So...what do you usually do about it,” she breathed, her hands reaching through the minute distance between them, finding his belt buckle, plucking at the leather strip, her vision trained on the sheer mass of him through the denim. Contrary to the rumors that circulated around the firehouse, the murderer and his morally reluctant accessory had not actually found many opportunities for intimacy. Between a highly unpredictable work schedule on his end, and of course, his efforts to spend time with his children, there hadn't been as many chances for proper 'alone time' as either of them had wished for.
“I usually handle it myself,” Cooper spoke up, placing his flannel-covered forearms against the wall, his gaze fixed upon her fingers as he watched her loosen his belt, work at the snaps and zipper of his jeans, his cock barely held at bay by the stretch of his boxer-briefs. “You wanna help me take care of it?” Her hand sliding of its own accord beneath the elastic waistband was his answer, and his eyes eased closed as she palmed the weeping tip, swiping her thumb over the tiny slit and bringing the smear of pre-cum to her mouth to taste it.
“You're sure you really got that vasectomy,” she asked, and he smirked, eyes still closed as she wrapped her fingers around him and pumped frustratingly lightly.
“It's not really something-ahh...it's not something a man just forgets,” he groaned when her fingers slipped lower to grasp his balls lightly, still shielded from the crisp air by clingy fabric.
“Because you aren't exactly above lying to me-”
“When have I-”
“Not thirty fucking minutes a-” Cooper's mouth was on hers before she could snap out another word, his large hand grasping her smaller one and lifting it above her head, against the brick.
“You taste like my bourbon,” he whispered as his lips began to trail a line of kisses along her jaw, and she let out a frustrated sigh as he ignored her concerns in the moment, his free hand finding her waist once more, drifting lower to gather up the hem of her dress, the frigid autumn air meeting her thighs. “Yes, I really got it taken care of. After Logan, Rachel and I...,” his words ceased when he felt her hand go slack in his. “Hey...Baby, we've talked about this,” his voice softened as his fingers abandoned her thigh, the other hand that held hers to the wall dropping away, both reaching to cup her cheeks, warm from the flush of her arousal despite the chilled air, and the unfortunate topic they'd stumbled into. “My marriage was over, long before she came to the wrong conclusion...I miss coming home to my kids, but I don't miss coming home to her. I get...excited, when I know I'm gonna get to see you,” Cooper explained, running his thumbs over her cheeks, his fingers stroking gently at her throat. “I don't remember the last time I felt like that, before...before us,” he concluded, watching her eyes until they finally glanced back up at his.
“Really?” she finally mumbled, and a smile erupted across his face, the glaze of calm from his spontaneous kill little more than a memory.
“Really,” he declared, dipping down to taste her lips again, faint at first, almost chaste. “Do you wanna get out of here,” he whispered, his hands finding her shoulders again, confined in the thick layer of his jacket. He was a bit surprised when he felt the end of her nose ghost back and forth against his, shaking her head slightly. “You still wanna play?” She nodded silently, her hands taking hold of his, guiding them slowly down the short length of her dress – flowy, thin, and definitely not suited for such brisk weather. “I think you might still be a little drunk, baby,” he rasped, but his fingers continued to travel where she led them, nudging the strip of lace at the junction of her thighs out of his way, so slick that it felt like she was melting around him as his fingers slipped inside her.
“I might be...uhh...a little-mmph...” her words were staggered, her feet unsteady as he filled her up with his fingers, stroking at the spongy walls that made her tremble against the brick surface behind her.
“Drunk?” he offered, his digits drawing out from within her clinging walls, both hands reaching for her hips to drag the useless scrap of modesty down her thighs, dropping it to the concrete below, his own boot holding it in place as she stepped out of it.
“Buzzed,” she mumbled, her arms winding reflexively around his neck as his hands grasped either side of her ass, lifting her suddenly until her legs wrapped around his waist, his cock still bobbing above his elastic waistband, unfazed by the cool air that surrounded them. “But I know what I want,” she continued, her back wrapped in his coat that rubbed against the brick wall, taking in an audible breath as she felt the head of his cock against her folds, slick with her nectar, Cooper eager, but apprehensive. “Cooper, please,” she whispered, gripping the hair at the scruff of his neck and pulling him into a kiss, The Butcher swallowing her voice as he finally plunged inside.
Cooper's grip was firm against the flesh of her ass as he worked his hips against her, filling her so deeply from the elevated angle, the draw of gravity on them both, and the sheer size of him. Proportional, she'd called it the first time she saw it, clearly a little apprehensive, herself. Much as she had enjoyed herself as he'd laid claim to her body, she'd denied him when he tried to touch her after, uncomfortably tender from his attention.
“You okay?” the hulking man breathed against the shell of her ear as he sheathed himself inside her molten core, gasps pouring out of her with every thrust of his hips. She articulated no words, but nodded against him, her smooth cheek against his slightly rougher skin, a day's worth of unshaved growth between them. “I need you to tell me if I'm hurting y-”
“Cooper,” she whimpered out, one hand reaching around him to grasp at him through the denim that barely clung to his ass, the other pushing his sweat-slick hair out of his face, her eyes focused squarely on his as her whole body bobbed from the force of his thrusts. “I wouldn't let you fuck me if it hurt...you feel so...fuck, you feel so fucking good...you make me feel so-mmph...”
Cooper drank in her moans as his mouth worked against hers, his tongue as welcome inside as his cock clearly was, his hips growing more insistent as she pulsed around him, her flesh so welcoming. “Tell me,” he rasped as their lips parted, a sheen of sweat across his features, glistening in the singular electric light above them, “Tell me how I make you feel.”
“Full,” she mumbled against his ear, her arms around his neck as the brick wall scraped at the borrowed jacket. “You make me feel so full...like I've spent all this time empty,” she continued, her hot breath against his neck as her body melted into him, her grip tightening on the blood-stained flannel as his hips began to jerk more erratically.
Neither managed any more actual words as Cooper pumped inside her until his fluids merged with hers, dribbling out onto their already slick skin as he finally let her boots touch concrete again. Dragging his uncomfortably wet underwear back into place and refastening his jeans, The Butcher offered his hand to her to grip for support as he squatted before her, surveying her swollen flesh, and she whimpered a weak protest. “You're gonna be sore tomorrow, aren't you,” he mumbled, leaning in to place a kiss against one naked thigh, then the other, helping her back into her panties.
“If you take me home...I'll let you kiss it better in the morning,” she answered, her throat uncomfortably dry, eager for just about anything but his vile bourbon.
“Promise?”
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#girl that bulge got us FUCKED UP#lmaooo#i love this so much 🧡#i love you more for writing this and blessing us all with it#cooper adams x reader#cooper adams#cooper adams x oc#cooper abbott#cooper abbott x oc#cooper abbott x reader#josh hartnett#josh hartnett x oc#josh hartnett x reader#cooper abbott smut#josh hartnett smut#cooper adams smut#trap 2024#trap fanfiction#josh hartnett fanfiction#cooper adams fanfiction#cooper abbott fanfiction#trap movie
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Obligatory give us all the Sally ships
Idk man I only ship these two (and a bit of blazally)
#answering asks#sonic the hedgehog#sonic fanart#amy rose#sally acorn#sallamy#salamy#my heart says they're cute so they are cute
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im sorry but i choose to believe that tim drake is the most insufferable "my man, my man, my man" girl about bear. he does not shut up about him. steph is cooking smth in the kitchen? oh my man can do that. bear cooks really well. dick triaging some poor victim on an emergency site? oh my man is really good at that. mhmm, bear is on his way to becoming a paramedic. damian building something? oh my man is really good with power tools. have you ever seen him build ikea? it takes him less than an hour. for our anniversary, he built me a coffee table. mhmm isn't he amazing? yeah my man did that. yeah my man, mhmm that's my ma-
#and on and on and on#like it never fucking stops#jason gets a tattoo? tim manifests in the tattoo parlor to talk about his man's tattoos#'yeah they're sooo gorgeous! he has a grasshopper over his heart cause that's what he calls me! yeah that's like his little nickname for me#'and there's two cardinals in flight on his forearms! isn't that sooo cute!!! he says he's keeping me with him!!!'#and like everyone thought is was cute at first bc like first gay relationship!!! let tim gush about his boyfriend!!!#but then it like quickly and i mean quickly became annoying#like dick puts on his police uniform and tim immediately is like 'have you seen my man in his paramedic uniform? dont his biceps#look so good in it? and he's providing service for those in need without being a pig! isn't my man so great!'#and dick just has to sit there with his eye twitching bc the last time he tried to defend his police job the whole family laughed so hard#they almost cried.#also i hope you know that all of tim's lines are said in a valley girl accent. with the tone of a woman who is so fucking annoying about#her man. like he's the kinda guy at sunday brunch 2 mimosas deep trying to one up bart on like who has the better bf#spoiler alert bart wins only for the sole fact that he's not annoying about kon the way tim is about bear#meanwhile the rest of the group is creating enough of a ruckus that they're like 2 seconds away from getting kicked out of dennys#and while i would like to say that bear knows about this i just think that he has such hearteyes for tim that it completely flies over his#head. like he sees tim and he turns into a fucking idiot. he's putting in the saline line wrong he's doing chest compressions on a guy#who is perfectly fine. he's letting the steak burn on the stove#so theyre like both fucking useless together. and i think that's love.#bernard dowd#tim drake#timbern#timber
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Smitten, I believe
“When Gabriel smites you, you’ve been... smited? Smote?”
“Smitten, I believe. You’re being silly.”
#CUTENESS OVERLOAD#the roses and crowley's red hair#the wine#this scene was so romantic#they're married!#The look on Az’s face when he says smitten#My whole entire heart#good omens spoilers#good omens s2 spoilers#gif#good omens#Ineffable Husbands
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Even more thoughts!
Emmrich has officially stolen my Rook's heart. Sorry, Lucanis, you had a good run, but your game just wasn't quite as effective on me as Emmrich's was.
This is fine, though, because my lowkey shipping of Lucanis with Neve got major vindication.
10,000 years of shame for Illario. Go directly to jail. Do not pass Go. Do not collect $100. What a dumbass.
Idk what happens if you save Minrathous, but if you don't, Neve's final confrontation with her personal villain is, uh...well, let's just say I'm a bit worried for her. Woof.
Worms! (if you know, you know)
Been lusting after Myrna's robe and I thought I finally found it, but it turns out it's a pants version that's basically the Mourn Watch starter outfit with a coat. I hate those pants so much. I just want that cool ass coat but alas the clothes underneath are awful.
Not sure how I feel about Shathann getting character development at the last second, but man, I feel so bad for Taash.
Harding and Taash are very cute together.
I didn't expect Harding to be the one to cancel the old man for romancing Rook. Davrin's reaction to the news is hilarious, though.
The Lucanis and Davrin drunk scene is priceless.
Crying big ugly tears for Bellara.
MANFRED!!! BIGGER, UGLIER TEARS FOR MY SON!!!!
Harding's banters with Lucanis about dreaming are so funny and often relatable.
The choice at the end of Emmrich's arc is heinous. Thanks, BioWare. I will never recover.
Never over the fact that the Veilguard has a book club. Love these nerds.
"I think we're out of onions. Again." XDDDD
I love how between banters with Neve and a codex entry about Manfred, it's pretty clear that Lucanis is a Union Man, or should I say Guild Man. He is all about fair compensation for labor. I know this isn't necessarily surprising, since he's a guild assassin, but I'm very much enjoying the fact that it comes up in game.
I support Bellara and her writing aspirations.
Lmao, Rest In Annoyance, Johanna. Enjoy watching/listening to Emmrich woo his girlfriend and not being able to leave. Enjoy Manfred routinely walking up to you to (in his own way) call you a nasty bitch.
Also love the banter where Emmrich's like "Why the FUCK did you think it was a good idea to build a mech, Johanna???"
Highly recommend bringing Lucanis/Neve and Taash/Harding along for each other's personal quests if they're together or even just at the flirting stage, because you get good shippy stuff.
Earning Solas' respect is so satisfying. That's right, experience growth, bitch!
Haven't done Davrin's big final arc quest yet, but I'm fully prepared to get emotional, given how things went with everyone else's arcs.
Some fun DATV things I'm experiencing:
Playing as female Rook makes the first few quests until you get Lucanis very Girls Night, which I really started to notice after a friend pointed it out and she is so right.
Neve is bestie.
Lucanis' intro cinematic made me feel so attacked. That shit was so my brand lol.
Lucanis and Neve's banter is hilarious and if I don't romance Lucanis I may end up shipping him with Neve.
Did Bellara's first personal quest and almost cried. Hit me a little close to home.
Neve's hangout quest was delightful. I want to chat and snack and walk around with her all day.
Neve and Bellara's developing friendship is so fun. I want to see a scene where Lucanis gets involved in their cooking adventures.
Shopping and getting coffee with Lucanis was like Oh No He's Thoughtful And Charming And I'm Weak.
Chose Lucanis over Neve in that one decision that made me want to scream and now she's hardened and I'm so sorry bestie I was thinking of the defenseless people and I will never be okay again.
Varric playing mentor to Rook got me right where it hurts. He's there for when you need an adultier adult to tell you that you're doing okay and that he's proud if you. I cry forever.
Assan and Manfred are my SONS and I LOVE THEM and I make the most ridiculous noises when they are on screen. THEY ARE SUCH GOOD BOYS.
The quest to acquire Emmrich is fucking delightful if you're a nice Mourn Watcher and you bring Bellara along. Just three huge nerds enjoying each other's company while doing dangerous shit.
Davrin and Emmrich's banter is like two dad's comparing notes.
As a Watcher, Myrna kinda feels like my mentor-mom, which is funny.
More thoughts to come. Just wanted to scribble down a few things so far for the people to let y'all know I'm having a fucking blast.
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Me: I wonder what Hook calls Sampo in the Japanese dub? Probably oji-san, since it's shushu in the original Chinese?
Hook: Sampo-ojichan!!
Oji is "uncle," which is hilarious because Hook calls Natasha by "older sister" when she wants something. So Hook either just really wants to get on Natasha's good side, or she takes Sampo at face value when he refers to himself as an old man. She trusts him a lot and takes him at his word and she calls him as such!
And Sampo calls Hook either ojou-san or oujo-san (I can't find the Japanese sub to see the spelling, and I can't tell them apart by ear)!
One spelling, oujo, means "princess," it's how you would refer to royalty. The other, ojou, (which I assume is what he's actually saying) is something you call the young lady of a high-class family with a high social standing. In Genshin Impact, the intro scene for a popular ship, chilumi, shows Childe calling Lumine ojou-chan, which the English dub translated as "girlie." Since Sampo uses -san instead of -chan, his is more formal and respectful, it's more like "young lady."
...It's also how you would refer to the daughter of a yakuza leader, which I love, since Hook leads her own little gang (the Moles) skzhkskdkd
But it really gets me in the heart, because! Hook is generally looked at as a delinquent by most adults. Which I mean. Not without good reason, she
calls Natasha an old witch
frequently sneaks out into the Fragmentum
has left graffiti all over the side of the orphanage
was constantly picking fights with other kids
beat a man unconscious for stealing from her dad
and has already picked up on how business gets done in the Underworld, and uses/actively participates in it to get what she wants- she basically acts an information broker
like Hook earns her reputation haha. The Underground is lucky that what Hook wants is just like. Candy and toys and to play hide-and-seek. I'm sure she'll have the capability to raise all kinds of hell and be more like an actual gang leader when she's older, even if she chooses not to act on it.
So Sampo calling her so politely and respectfully is really sweet and cute! Yes, he's polite and respectful with everyone, but that's just it- he treats Hook much like he does everyone else. He doesn't tell her to buzz off because she's a kid. He doesn't lie or try to cheat her or assume she's naive because of her age. He never talks down to her. He really does just treat her like a respected business partner and he takes her seriously, which Hook really seems to appreciate. And even when Sampo does treat her like a kid, it's not in a negative way; he guides her on little adventures and chats with her and takes her for joy rides on his moped. All of which Hook also really appreciates, since everyone else is too busy trying to get by to make time to play with her. She absolutely adores him.
I hope they officially join forces someday and terrorize all of Belobog with their shenanigans JSKJZNDKSJ
So Hook calls Sampo "Uncle Sampo" in a particularly affectionate/endeared tone, and Sampo calls Hook "Young Miss Hook" in a very respectful tone! And to reiterate:
#honkai star rail#hsr sampo#hsr hook#WHAT BUSINESS DO THEY HAVE BEING SO ADORABLE AUGH OTL#they're so cute...my heart...#I've seen people say Sampo is a bad influence on Hook but I don't really like that because I feel it takes away from Hook's character.#Let her be awful all on her own!!#god forbid women do anything skhzksjsnz#I actually do really like her just being like this no matter what though because I think Hook is a fascinating example of just how harsh-#-the Underground is and how it's developed separately from the Overworld and how it operates and what it takes to survive down there.#like Hook is like this because she grew up down there during the worst times.#even if she was born before the halves were sealed off she's too young to remember any of that.#I'm pretty sure the end of the main quest in Belobog was the first time she'd ever seen the sun.#and so I think it's really neat seeing how she operates and what she thinks of things. she offers an insight not many other characters do.#she's too nice for it but I would love for her to be more like a gang leader as she gets older it would be a fun divergence jzkzjdndkd#Sampo can be one of her business partners. Belobog is shaking in fear skxhjsjddn#hsr#sampo koski#hook
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Thank you @starrysnowdrop for being a lovely inspiration and content on my feed! :D And thank you for permission to add a bit more to the doodle! \o/ Hali and Aymeric are a wonderful narrative that always draws the heart into the wonderful writing that tugs at the heart! The gposes you do also are always lovingly crafted with beautiful colors and choices! :D
I ramble alot! But I hope this brings a smile to your face as you do mine \o/ [Also as I am more confident in my linework than my colors as im colorblind I include that as well below the cut!]
#ffxiv#mun art#aymeric x wol#aymeric de borel#lalafell art#[Gift work!]#[I could do more I do apologize!! Took all my self control not to yoink it for 10+ hours]#[They're very cute and I hope you don't get sick of me saying so]#[It is the heart that I can see you craft them with most of all! That is the part I adore]#[also it may not be canon outfits but I think they're cute....]#starrysnowdrop
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Bandee and Starstruck 🎀💖
starting off my february starstruck dee ship-a-ganza with the big one. they do seem like... the obvious answer, huh...?
they have far and away the most development together and the strongest personal relationship, both in what i've posted, and in her story overall! would kill or die for each other in a heartbeat. i would be absolutely lying if i said i'd never thought about it, but i'm not 100% convinced my thoughts lead me to romance specifically...
they're already pretty insane about each other! starstruck in particular is madly in love with bandee in every way it's possible to be. loves him the way he loves kirby, i think (pretty sure he does not know this. might be shocked to learn it.)
however she's daft as bricks, so he'd have to initiate, and i can't really imagine anything in their relationship would change.... so he'd have to mostly want The Title or the Performance one way or another, and i'm not super sure he would!
#so... this comic is canon to her storyline and is meant to be read as platonic friendship for now!#but i'd be v interested to hear anyone else's thoughts on this pairing in particular!! COULD it be romo??? like.. sure! but how?#i think it would be super cute. but HOW?? i'm just kinda stuck. they're already nuts about each other. what else is there? qpp maybe.#loves him the way he loves kirby. devoutly. viscerally.#the spot carved out of your heart that's just the right size. pulse beating someone else's tune. it's not your palm you know best.#do you get what i'm saying. someone please read these tags and respond i gotta know i'm not the only one#'starflung is all your prose like /that/' yeah sorry. and this is why i don't share my writing lmao. pretentious loser#starstruck dee#bandana waddle dee#my art#my comics#🎀💖
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Everyone wake up, new Barky pic dropped 😝
#florida panthers#aleksander barkov#hockey#hockey player#sasha barkov#Ahh yes i've been dying to see new picture of him#Ofc he did not forget to make me blush with his (cute) smile#I saw this in school because we we're playing a game on our phones and i almost destroyed my desk from exciment that i see him :DDD#I always repeat myself but i gotta mention again that his eyes are so wow. like i get lost in them every single time#AND HIS ARMS. GOD LORD THEY'RE BIG. (not to mention the veins 😩)#His shirt saying “Just do it”.. i mean yeah we can definetly do it i'm not against it..#October can't come soon enough i want to see him play hockey again 🙏🏻#Just so everyone knows. i love this man with my whole heart and i'll never stop loving him.
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life pro tip: buy miniature cookware. it saves space and a lot of mini appliances come with little recipe books as well. if it's too small to cook a filling meal in one go, simply prep your ingredients so you can make more servings more quickly. i.e. mini waffle maker makes too-tiny waffles?? you will have excess batter just make more. tiny skillet makes too-small portions?? set your chicken and spices or whatever you have aside and make more servings. plus your next serving is freshly cooked oooo. mini baking stuff?? make another batch babyyyy that's half of baking anyway
*DISCLAIMER: this user keeps buying mini cookware because its cute and is also currently fantasizing about living independently and is Coping. life pro tip may not be effective for all readers.
#ramblings with major#i just needed to get this out of my system lol#i bought a mini breadpan springpan and rolling pin set from the halloween section of my local grocery store. the pin is orange with bats.#i love it and i still need to make tiny bread with it#i also have. mini skillet. a separate mini cast iron skillet in the shape of a heart. and mini waffle maker#y'all don't understand those waffle makers come in so many colors and shapes of waffles#they have YELLOW HONEYCOMB. i NEED IT.#AND THEY'RE ALL LESS THAN $20. SOMETIMES CHEAPER.#i also have too many cookie cutters but that's unrelated#im gonna be so set on cookware when i move out#i hope my parents still have that cute microwave we had for a while....#i say as if i'm planning to move out anytime soon#ANYWAY mini cookware we love mini cookware in this household#im watching. so many renter friendly diy decor videos rn.
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you can see my heart burning in the distance
#artists on tumblr#art#oc#digital art#procreate#my art#zhu#📢 Hello On This Beautiful Zhusday In Zhune Happy Birthday to Zhuzhu (He/Him) I Love U Zhu (He/Him)#zhu: ma my rOoTs???#me: your man thinks they're cute.#zhu: oh!!! okay 🥰#do not ask me where i found the time 2 do this over the last week on top of job + cleaning + car maintenance + work + getting MY roots done#+ cleaning more + ''career'' + annual apartment inspection + job again + packing for my annual pilgrimage back to LA#just know that my back hurts.......... and that vacation q starts tomorrow.............#anyway enjoy i am never* painting anything ever* again ever* amen thank u#* til december when i get 2 redo tian's so i can put them next 2 each other in my mental heart-shaped locket like they aren't there already#i will say that it's very apt tian got the shitty painful hilarious first try and zhu got [ checks notes ] composition#ok bye i need to go asdgjgds
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