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spidey-bie · 1 year ago
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A/N: This is gonna be very self indulgent. Also I've never written headcanons before so bare with me. Also disabled was too wide of a field so I narrowed it down to just joint issues/chronic pain.
Hobie With a Disabled S/O or Friend:
I can definitely see him helping you decorate your mobility aids with different cpunk slogans. Much to the dismay of your family.
"Oh honey you got a new sticker on your cane, what does it say?"
"Big Pharma can suck my dick."
"Oh....that's nice."
His hands are probably rough but I guarantee you that this man gives the best massages. You just tell him what's hurting and he's got you.
If you're having a bad pain day and you don't feel like moving he'll bring you what you need and just vibe with you in bed all day.
"Don't you have to go into HQ today?"
"And leave you here to fend for yourself? Come off it luv."
Always keeps some sort of pain reliever on hand whether it's medicine or homemade ice/heat packs.
He steals your medicine for you if you can't afford it. (Honestly he probably still does even if you can. People should never have to pay so that they don't suffer.)
Definitely helps you on your wash days when your joint pain flares up.
Despite him and his damn long legs he makes sure to match your pace when you both walk together.
He'll side eye you at first but he'd carry you if you asked him too (this is for me)
"Hobie please? My ankles hurt. It'll just for a couple minutes." 🥺
"Bug we could just sit down and rest for a minute if you're in pain."
"And here I thought that Spiderman was supposed to be strong. It's fine. I'll ju-"
He picks you up and slings you over his shoulders like a sack of potatos.
"This isn't what I meant and you know it."
He laughs and then he carries you correctly.
Actively advocates with you for your needs and rights.
Also after he introduces you to Sun Spider y'all become close friends who exchange tips.
E/N: I spent most of my time watching YouTube videos of the same clips of Hobie from the movie over and over again instead of writing this so yay. Hope you like and reblog this. Might write some more idk.
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churrobear · 3 months ago
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sylviaplathenthusiast · 1 year ago
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sirius: everyone who thinks they love you better than me can suck my dick
remus: jealous petty little man
sirius: its not jealousy its putting them in their place. i dont get jealous i just need people to recognise that me and them are not the same and never could be
remus: well them thinking that is just stupidity
sirius: exactly. im helping them grow
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roryyyn · 9 months ago
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My persona from One Piece (Aurora or Rorynn). The (biological) daughter of the famous Yonko. Red-Head Shanks. That the pussy’s too scared to even to talk to her own dad or meet him.
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crackmonkeytrash · 2 years ago
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on friendship ( for @maritimecorpse )
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bonezhead · 2 years ago
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hey tumblr algorithm ( with extreme hypnotic rizz )
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i needed to draw him angelic, just once, and i don’t regret it
i love near so much, if near has 0 fans i’m 7ft under because he’s my bro he’s my guy i’m his hype man i’ll support him till the day i die
i’ve been experimenting with lighting in my art more, please lmk if you like the change in my art! <3
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Something about you. (But its the long, chapter number 1)
" But, out of everyone out there, Why him? " Uh. well. Wasnt that the real question? Everyday he wondered out lout about the answer...
There was something about the way Sonic was. Something nearly ethereal on him, magical, almost. Unique.
Yeah…that was the word.
Sonic was unique. Extremely unique, something new, and incredible, that never ceased to amaze him, to surprise him, someone ever changing, that never kept the same, with new faces and creases hidden all around, just waiting for you to stumble along to find and jolt forward with innumerable wonders to show!
Innumerable blessings to give.
Innumerable smiles and hearts to stole….
There was just…something. Something that couldn’t be pointed up. Singled up… but it was there, for everybody to feel once Sonic raced past their lives. It was impossible to miss.
There was something about the way he moved through the world, the pace he carried, and how it seemed almost impossible to slow him down, something that made him shine bright in the crowd and make everybody stop and gawk at him, wanting to be near him, near the star that he was…or maybe he wasn’t a star… But if Sonic wasn’t a star, then, what could he be?
Maybe he was just an angel in disguise. A warrior with a beautiful bleeding heart…
A sun, maybe? A brilliant light source, that he was. Warm, and inviting, that much was true, and he did have a lot of important people surrounding him, slowly gyrating around him. He just had a pulling…a pulling-something! It just drew you in, and then you couldn’t stay away from him, like an additive, and it made you want more and more of his attention, of his smiles, or his warm touch on your arm or how safe he could make everybody felt once he stepped in!
And he had seen it, everybody could see it, reflected in the face of Amy, and Tails. In the subtle changes in body language of everyone in the resistance once his voice could be heard, in the tiny smirk in Rouge´s lips, the subtle calm in Knuckles face, and how Silver´s and Shadow´s quills shifted once he came to a stop next to them, as if complete, and bigger now that he was there with them, as if now things just couldn’t go wrong!
It was intoxicating.
Just being near him was maddening, a meadow full of mines and awkward moments, and stares and intrusive feelings and so complicated little-somethings going on at full speed through his mind.
And he really didn’t have the time for them!
It just… it was just…
It was Sonic.
All of the fault belonged to him. That was it, and no one was going to change his mind.
It was… well… How he moved.
How he existed. And really, how can it be so captivating?
How…how he floated, maybe? How he was there, up, high in the air, soaring like a dragon in the sky, moving so gracefully like a feather gliding through the air even when the whole world very much fell over his shoulders, weighting him down. Maybe it was the softness in his eyes when his stare found somebody he loved, maybe it was his sharp smirk of strangely lovely lips that just screamed to get bruised in a shut-up kiss. Maybe it was just how he loved, how it seemed to ooze out of his person, drip to the floor on its overabundance.
Maybe it was how he ached to be loved like that, tender. Soft. To be caressed by a reverend hand and fear no strike.
Maybe it was the forgiveness that made up half of his heart.
Shadow couldn’t tell by this point.
And it was scary.
Fuck it.
It was more than scary, it was terrifying! Petrifying!
How could someone so, so…wonderfully made be so-so…intimidating!? Terrorizing!
How was it even possible?!
How was it even allowed!?
Shadow just froze like a stupid coward when by whatever circumstance he found himself trapped under the intensity of Sonic´s fond stare.
He could still remember it, skating through the busy streets of the city with Silver by his side, doing small silly tricks with little care, laughing to himself all the while when he heard him, his loud, cheery voice calling out Shadow´s name with actual delight!
It had been heart shattering!
Sonic seemed awed, maybe, smiling and almost buzzing with the amount of energy he carried on his body, and Shadow…Well. Let’s say there is a reason Silver is one of his closest friends as of now.
Damn it all. What wouldn’t he do to maybe have those same eyes look at him with just half of the adoration Shadow himself felt for the azure?
For maybe one day woke up, knowing that those little scenarios that usually like to live rent free on his mind could really be true, even if just for a little while, just for a few moments of heaven. Imagining in the loneliness of his bedroom how could it feel to actually hug him, or the ways he would deal with Sonic´s annoying snoring, to stop daydreaming about what movies he could buy or download to see with the speedster, and actually being able to! To know what would he think of the decorations Shadow and Silver had put together in many corners of his space, or the stupid amount of Stuffed animals he owned since he left slip that he found them “agreeable, somewhat enjoyable” and would maybe own one in front of his friends, to maybe, maybe, just maybe, feeling his hands running down his spine in a loving manner.
To actually waking up one day, and going to the kitchen with the knowledge of what did his boyfriend, his mate maybe! What did he…what did he want to eat that day.
Shit. He really got it bad. Real, real, capital Bad.
Those stupid feelings he caught were really ruining his life! And his image!
Not only that, his actual relationship with the hedgehog had also been put into a red danger zone!
Shadow was honest enough to admit that he had been grumpier than ever thanks to his hitched up nerves when in front of Sonic, and now a lot of their conversations were mostly one-sided, with Shadow just grumbling, or growling in response for the simple and easy reason that, he couldn’t trust his tongue to not get tied up!
He honest to Chaos had to stood up in the middle of one of Sonic rants, and hide in whatever little nook he had been able to find as Silver held him until he stopped shivering thanks to his anxiety sky-rocketing out of nowhere.
And in more than just one occasion!
Sonic was just too beautiful for it to be faaaaaiiir!
It may come across without saying it, but realizing he had that kind of feelings for the blue pest… wasn’t one of his best days or moments. He felt sick for a week and a half afterward, and couldn’t eat anything for 4 days.
Don’t even mention seeing Sonic´s face, or even trying to talk to him.
Shadow had won all of their races during a month and something, and yes, there really was little point in trying to downplay the fact that he had been escaping the other one. [That is not to say that he doesn’t still denies he was, because, he wasn’t trying to run away from Sonic. He totally isn’t.]
when you took alien biology and hormones and mix it up with a feeling dependent chaos user hedgehog… Mayhem occurs.
No. Shadow wasn’t going to elaborate.
Even then, the truth was clear as the day.
Shadow loved Sonic. He just…did.
And while mostly he thought of it as an annoyance, or some dooming mistake on his part, it was… it was something that he could admit did bring a smile to his face, a blush to his muzzle and a rather pleasant buzz to shake his body.
It made him want more.
More of Sonic, more of the live, of the things around him, of himself, even!
And sometimes, his feelings were just too much. They grew, and grew, and grew, to a point where soon enough they overgrew Shadow´s chest, and were making him choke on their strength.
So, in an every time more frequent occurrence, he let it spill from his mouth, letting it dance out of his lips into Silver´s ears.
Just as he was doing right now!
“He´s just-there, you know what I mean? He´s…high. Really higher than I would ever-and it doesn’t really matter just how quick I am, it doesn’t make a difference wherever I do win a race or not, I can’t just…reach him. Even if we keep the same pace, he… he really is at a higher place than me, he keeps breaking every physical law that there´s ever existed! And he maintains himself up in the air above all of us even when every single thing and the fucking common sense just pushes him down! Silver, even when he is sad, or mad, or just at his lowest you know him babe, he just…keeps having that shine, you know? Of course you know I talk about it every other night damn I am starting to sound like a broken record, Silver, you have got to stop me! I am terrifying myself!”
On the other side of the line all he could heard was a high-pitched guffaw- and then coughs and squeaks as Silver chocked on his green tea. Shadow could only smile, rolling his eyes and snorting.
Damn it, why did he loved empty heads only?  Was that a fabric mistake or something?
Was this an issue some fucker decided to include on his design to mess him up further?
Starting with the crackhead of Maria, following up with the little disaster that were the children in the medical area in the ark, Gerald Robotnik himself, that was the definition of Crazy=Genius…he and his failed projects that Shadow always ended up having to neutralize…The other projects aboard. At least those that he managed to bear with.  And then came Rouge when he woke up, Mirage and his group or rascals…Silver, Knuckles…
Sonic…
It was just too much to be a coincidence! Was it a curse? Something on him that attracted no-brainers to his life? Was he the one with a weak point for them?
Was his color scheme?
That’s not to say that he has more than five neurons to rub together, he may reach four and that was a big stretch… but…
“Uh...Are you okay? Oh my fucking god just try the Maneuver of the chair! Quickly! I swear that if you die like that I am fucking going to revive you just to—“
“I´m fine!” Silver squeaked, panting and coughing like crazy, obviously not fine, if Shadow could add, dry hits and rustling clearly heard in the background, and, was that a chair falling over?!
Oh dear fuck!
“You don’t seem fine!” Shadow stressed, sitting up from where he was lying on his reading nest. He pushed away his bed-table, careful in not spilling his drink or snacks, as he didn’t feel like cleaning up such a mess. “Silver do you need me to come over? Cuz I can-”
“No its not needed!” His friend hurried, almost tripping over his words in his rush to cut him up. Seemed like he could breathe better, as he didn’t immediately go into a coughing fit, but Shadow still felt like he needed to go and check that everything was okay.
“Are you fucking sure though?”
“Yeah! Just don’t come!”
“…O-kay!? Just what is going on?”
“You…You really don’t want to know.”
“Talk. Now.” Shadow growled, fangs baring and glinting by the sun reflection, even though his friend couldn’t see him, and he knew it. He. However, was sure Silver knew him enough to know that he was showing off, just as he knew his friend was fidgeting and would-
Silver whimpered loudly, and Shadow felt himself smirking dangerously at his cup, not unlike a madman seeing their plans come to fruition. “Are you really going to make me say this out loud?”
“…Yes? Yes. Totally. Tell me. What happened? You really scared me there for a sec.”
“I…I uh, chocked on my drink. Tried to pass it out drinking more, and I know you have told me not to do it but it usually works it just… it didn’t work today all right?! And I may have swallowed the wrong way a tapioca ball, and stood, and-Long story short I am tied by my bed sheets and in the floor.” Silence rang awkwardly for a while, until Silver added, gloomily. “Yes, Shadow, I did spill my drink in myself. Again.”
“Do…Uh, Mh, Do you need me to help in something? My offer still stands-”
“Just laugh already you fake bitch.”
And maybe it was the absurdity of the situation, or just how done and defeated the ivory sounded, but Shadow, although he fought it, couldn’t help but dissolve into laughter, free, genuine, hard and heartfelt, eyes falling closed and Shoulders shaking with the strength behind it, it really wasn’t hard to imagine, or to realize just how precious was that sound.
Usually, Silver would join him, the glee on his voice capable of lifting up his sore mood and infect him with irresistible desire for laughing… However, he found himself incapable of even faking a smile, rubbing his aching jaw and cheek with a hand.
“I can’t stand you.” it come out weaker than what he expected, Softer, and his friend just laughed again, unknowing of Silvers inner turmoil.
“I know.”
“I hate you, a lot, you know?”
“Aw, you are my favorite as well. Love you a lot, darling.” Shadow chuckled with mirth, reaching with a hand to pick up his chopsticks. “Are you okay though? You didn’t hurt yourself too bad, now?”
“And now is that you decide to ask that?! “ Silver complained, flapping a hand around and pouting. “Why are you so mean to me? Me, who is your unconditional friend and cares a lot for your stupid ass, may I remind you!? “
“That means that you fell on your ass, doesn’t it?” he plopped a small strawberry cake on his mouth, smirk noticeable even on his eyes.
“How dare-How did you even knew!?”
This time both laughed, however short lived may have been the joy shared. “I will cut, okay?” Shadow´s voice sounded soft, relaxed, really. He was comfortable, no doubt trusting in Silver to not attack or turn on him anytime soon. Hell, Silver could almost picture him, laying on his stomach with his cellphone in hand, smiling like the happy good he knew Shadow to be, just waiting for the moment to make a rude comment and cut short the tenderness in the ambience.
It was nauseating.
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mooshroom-m00 · 2 years ago
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Character by @autumn-showroom
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draw your favorite character like this
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spidey-bie · 1 year ago
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Hobie with a friend or s/o who's afraid of needles anyone?
TW: Needles of course
Hobie hooks you up with someone that he's close with to ease your anxiety.
Whether if it's for a shot, a piercing, or a tattoo he somehow knows a guy.
He's helping to calm you down before you go in.
Also he'll definitely go in with you if you ask him to.
(This next paragraph is for me. IDC.)
"I know I should be over this by now. I mean I'm grown but I still can't even get a simple shot by mys-"
Your vision started to blur and your breaths were uneven.
"Lovely." He holds you close to his chest.
"You're so brave. Y'know that yeah?" He pauses and looks down at you.
"Couldn't be more proud of you facing your fears and all that."
He knows so many breathing exercises since he has to constantly keep calm in his symbiote riddled world.
Hobie will keep you distracted making sure that you never get a glimpse of the needle.
Before, during, and after the process he'll keep your eyes on him.
He'll gently playing with your fingers or talk to you about anything to keep your mind off off of.
If you're incredibly terrified, like me, and you just wish someone would hold you as you cry you'll be getting the shot while sitting in his lap.
If you're getting a tattoo or a piercing, and you choose to get it done by a professional same procedure.
Even if you're sitting there for hours on end he'll keep your mind occupied. He'll sing to you knowing that his terrible voice with make you laugh.
Also Hobie will just give you a piercing himself if you ask.
"Ducky, do you want me to count down o-"
"Nope. Just do it."
A/N: I used more slang this time. Typing this with shaking fingers since I have to go in to get blood work later today. My arms still hurt from the 2 shots I got Friday. I was near tears just from those. I was supposed to get blood work done at the same place but after pricking me twice I was told that I have deep veins so I have to go to another place. I wanna live out my "I'm getting every piercing under the sun" phase but idk how I'm gonna deal with the needle.
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santanasaintmendes · 3 months ago
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did you order pasta, miss?
part1! to the cosmic girl records 
!Cosmic Girl Records!
Summary: going to italy for the italian gp and getting pasta spilled all over you by a stranger wasn’t on your bingo card that year 
fc!: random girls on pinterest <3
olliebearman x reader & platonic!grid x reader
a/n: reader own a german shepherd dog called mickey. don’t pay attention to any of the dates, likes etc on the insta and twitter posts i got lazy. also this is my first post in this sort of category? u catch my drift? 😭 i do write but i rather try this out first anyways enjoy and please leave me feedback it’s always appreciated!
disclaimer: there are some sensitive comments and things said that may offend some people, they are just included for humour and feel free to scroll away any time
all photos go to their rightful owners and all of them are found on pinterest!
warnings: swearing, telling people to die (in a joking way), reader and the 2019 rookies have friendly banter where offensive things may be said idk if there’s any other ones but lmk if there is
word count!: 1.6k words i think? 😭😭
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unfortunatelyy/n: i’ve got 99 problems and going to italy has solved 98 of them 
tagged: bestie1 
 User1: Who’s she?
 User 2: She’s good friends with the 2019 rookies and the rest of the grid bit she’s been besties with Lando forever, she’s a couple of years younger than him though
 user7: she’s studying mechanical engineering though in NYC but she travels a lot to support the 2019 rookies
 Bestie1: um pic credits please 🙄
 unfortunatelyy/n: geez okay bossy 😤
 landonorris: i better get a post when i win in Monza 
 georgerussel64: as if, you’d be lucky to even finish the race with 4 tires still intact
 landonorris: @carmenmundt come and get your child. He’s escaped the psych ward again 
 georgerussel64: you’re just bitter I’ve got more wins than you
 landonorris: blocked, reported and my mom’s calling your mom 
 unfortunatelyy/n: stop fighting in my comments section girls 
 User3: she cooked ya’ll 
 user5: lando and y/n are so cute 
 user6: be so fr rn 
user4: love how she and the 2019 rookies are still so close 
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 alex_albon: you’ll be cheering for me in Monza right y/n? *sharpening knives 
 unfortunatelyy/n: WOAH 
 lilymhe: i don’t know him 
 alex_albon: HEY 
 unfortunatelyy/n: @lilymhe it’s always been you and me bae 🥰
 alex_albon: stop stealing my girlfriend
 unfortunatelyy/n: no.🫶
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unfortunatelyy/n: shoutout to the 6ft brown haired boy who spilled pasta all over my new red dress, i hate you🖕
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 landonorris: HAHA.
 unfortunatelyy/n: i hope you DNF this weekend 
 georgerussel64: you tell him y/n 
user1: NOT THE RED DRESS 
user2: curse you, brown haired boy 
 olliebearman: sorry for the dress 😔
 user3: OLLIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE 
 user4: this was not on my 2024 bingo card. 
 landonorris: don’t be sorry, I would’ve done the same 
 unfortunatelyy/n: i hate you both 🖕🖕
 user9: she's so petty I love her 😍
 user5: ollie being the boy who spilled pasta on y/n is wild 
 User6: fr like what in the multiverse is this 😭
 lilymhe: come to me and i’ll buy you as many dresses as you like 😍
 unfortunatelyy/n: omw honey 🤭
 alex_albon: I- 
 georgerussel64: you just gotta let it happen mate.
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unfortunatelyy/n: okay, what are thinking for this weekend, ya’ll?
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 user1: not ollie in the likes
 User2: he’s down bad, maybe the pasta spill wasn’t on accident 
 user3: i mean do u blame him, i would trip over if i saw her too 
 alex_albon: “ya’ll” you’ve been spending way too much time with logan 
 unfortunatelyy/n: god bless america‼️ 🇺🇸🦅🗣️
 Landonorris: TRAITOR, IS THAT AN OSCAR CAP I SEE 🫵
 unfortunatelyy/n: i’ve always been an oscar girlie at heart
 oscarpiastri: as it should be 👍
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 landonorris: i see how it is. betrayed by my two best friends, the world’s full of fake people isn’t it.
 unfortunatelyy/n: oh please stop being so dramatic, don’t pretend u only use me for my fame
 landonorris: GASP. how could you say such a thing 
 georgerussell64: pretty sure 90% of your followers follow you because of her 
 landonorris: wow. low blow mate. 
 unfortunatelyy/n: where’s the lie tho? 🤔
 landonorris: alexa, play traitor by olivia rodrigo 
user7: here for the love-hate relationship between y/n and the 2019 rookies 
 lewishamilton: roscoe says you should go for mercedes in monza  
 unfortunatelyy/n: Mercedes it is! 
 landonorris: never in my 24 years of living on earth have i ever felt so betrayed. 
 unfortunatelyy/n: roscoe’s wishes are my commands 🤷‍♀️
 georgerussel64: amen sister 🙌🗣️
 unfortunatelyy/n: get out of my comment section Russell
user4: the williams t-shirt goes hard tho 
user5: oh to be y/n *sigh 
 olliebearman: how about ferrari? 
 unfortunatelyy/n: hmm, we’ll see, pasta boy
 user9: THE GASP I GUSP
 user10: not her calling him pasta boy 😭
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unfortunatelyy/n: congratulations, ig 😒
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 landonorris: really? you had to use those photos? 
 unfortunatelyy/n: why? What’s wrong with them? I think you look very macho, especially in the first and third pic. 
 landonorris: i think i just lost a piece of my manhood. 
user6: the three reasons i love y/n: number 1: because she’s hot and sexy, number 2. I wish I was her, number 3. Because of the lando content she gives us 
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user4: THE THIRD PIC IM DYING 
user5: always leave it to y/n to humble lando after a win 
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 user9: GUYS. Y/N WAS WEARING A FERRARI JACKET IN THE PADDOCK TODAY 
 user3: WHAT
 user9: and so it begins. 
 user13: I CALLED IT.
 user17: excusez moi? 
 user32: I SCREAMED. 
 lewishamilton: i told roscoe you wore a ferrari jacket today. let’s just say that he doesn't want to be seeing  you in the foreseeable future
 unfortunatelyy/n: WAIT NOOO
 user12: not lewis exposing her 😭
 unfortunatelyy/n: ROSCOE PLEASE FORGIVE ME 
 lewishamilton: he says you can only make it up with a playdate with mickey 
 unfortunatelyy/n: omw with mickey 🏃‍♀️‍➡️
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unfortunatelyy/n: my babies 🥰 dog playdate soon anyone?
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 charles_leclerc: leo says you have officially been demoted to 2nd favourite aunt 
 unfortunately/n: WAIT NO WHO’S FIRST
 pierregasly: bitch it’s me.
 unfortunatelyy/n: @francisca.cgomes come and get your boyfriend he’s bullying me 
 charles_leclerc: it’s actually @lilymhe
 unfortunatelyy/n: TRAITORS.
 user1: anyone else been here since Mickey was a puppy?
 user2: ikr he’s so big now its making me cry 😭
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 lewishamilton: @pierregasly @charles_leclerc @unfortunatelyy/n @olliebearman @carlossainz55 dog playdate next week?
 landonorris: can i come too
 unfortunatelyy/n: no dog no invite 
 landonorris: @oscarpiastri can we buy a dog
 oscarpiastri: what. 
 user3: i have a feeling that we should get used to seeing ollie in the likes more often now
 user4: homeboy’s whipped fr 
 user5: if only he had the confidence to ask her out 😔
 user10: GUYS RELAX THEY’RE JUST FRIENDS 
user9: mickey’s the real f1 star fr 
 olliebearman: @unfortunatelyy/n how about instead of a dog playdate, i take you out on a real date? 
 user6: MY BOY’S FINALLY SHOOTING HIS SHOT 
 user7: GO GO GO GO GO 
 unfortunatelyy/n: will there be any pasta involved? 🤨
 olliebearman: no promises 
 unfortunatelyy/n: hmmm. . . text me. 
 landonorris: nO
user8: LETS FREAKING GOOO 
user11: THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL
user9: my life is complete, i can finally die in peace 
user10: i’m sorry i doubted yall 😔
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unfortunatelyy/n: what do we think guys? and don’t worry, there was no pasta involved 
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user11: phew, no pasta, really dodged a bullet there 👍
 landonorris: WOAH WOAH WOAH HANG ON A MINUTE 
 unfortunatelyy/n: what do you want, mom? 
 landonorris: GASP. Is that grammar I see? what has he done to you 😨
 unfortunatelyy/n: seriously? 
 landonorris: @georgerussel64 and @alex_albon back me up here 
 georgerussell64: unfortunately he’s right, no boyfriends on our watch 
 unfortunatelyy/n: then look away. 
 georgerussell64: @landonorris . . .  she got us there.
 landonorris: @alex_albon?
 alex_albon: lily is forcing me to stay out of it 😔 
 unfortunatelyy/n: HA. EVERYONE LAUGH 🤣
 charles_leclerc: 🤣
 lewishamilton: 🤣
 maxverstappen1: 🤣
 carlossainz55: 🤣
 danielricciardo: 🤣
 landonorris: wow. 
 user5: all the boys being so bitter and not liking the post 😭
 user9: but them still jumping in to bully lando any chance they get 
 olliebearman: did you seriously just ask your 8 million followers what they think about me 😰
 unfortunatelyy/n: it’s actually 9 million but . . .yes 😅
user3: everyone out here wishing they had older brothers just like the grid to be protective over them 😔
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unfortunatelyy/n: italy you will be missed, where to next?
tagged olliebearman
 olliebearman: pic creds please 🙄
 unfortunatelyy/n: okay okay calm down pal 🥱
 user1: pal 😭 i can’t 
user7: “how to be as beautiful as y/n no borax no glue” 
 user2: IS THAT THE DATE OLLIE TOOK HER ON 
 user3: screaming, crying, throwing up 
 user4: i can’t decide whether i want to be ollie or y/n 
 liked by unfortunatelyy/n 
 bestie1: you’ve forgotten about me already i see. I HATE YOU, YOU’RE THE WORST.
 unfortunatelyy/n: I’M LITERALLY OUT BUYING CHEETOS FOR U GIRL 
user6: HELP THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS HILARIOUS 
liked by unfortunatelyy/n
 landonorris: hmmm, i think i dislike the first pic
 unfortunately/n: so petty geez 🙄
 landonorris: we’re literally the same person 
 unfortunately/n: die ❤️
alexandrasaintmleux: gorgeous 😍 loved seeing you in Monza! 
 unfortunatelyy/n: marry me 🥰
 charles_leclerc: 🤨 
 olliebearman: 🤨
 unfortunatelyy/n: SO JUDGY GEEZ 
 alexandrasaintmleux: they’ll never accept us 😔
 unfortunatelyy/n: killing them is always an option 😌 🔪
 charles_leclerc: that’s murder. 
 unfortunatelyy/n: i’m aware 😒 
user5: HELP SHE’S GONE CRAZY
a/n: thank you for reading if you finished it! have a lovely day xxx
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zombvic · 6 months ago
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VROOM (harry lewis x reader)
summary : in which y/n and harry get invited to go to the silverstone formula one grand prix (2023)
face claim : no one exact
notes : im an absolute noob at writing fics so please excuse the quality lmao. im petrified of posting on here but ive been thinking about starting a blog for over a year. im open to feedback, opinions and any sort of questions/advice is welcome! i happen to waffle a lot so just skip those parts if uninterested. this is my first post so enjoy 😝 also pls request because i have the creativity of a koala so id appreciate some ideas :D
pairings : harry lewis x reader , lando norris x platonic!reader
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"WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?! Are you actually serious?" You asked your boyfriend in genuine shock, followed by a laugh from the man dressed in head to toe in Ferrari merch. The red and yellow colors clashed hilariously with the sleek, orange McLaren paddock pass hanging around his neck.
"What? I thought I'd support the winning team." He shrugged, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. You and Harry got invited by the Mclaren F1 team to watch the Silverstone Grand Prix from the paddock. As a Formula 1 fan youself, you were excited to see the cars upclose. To watch the mechanics to the pitstops, engineers do their things (idk what they do lmao) and to watch Max Verstappen overlap the whole grid like seven times. Even since you were a little kid you were amazed by those cars driving freakishly quickly. Now, several years later you get to experience it right infront of your eyes.
"Look, there's Lando!" Harry pointed out, spotting your friend talking to a group of mechanics. You approached Lando, who broke into a wide grin as he saw you. "Hey! There are my favorite YouTubers!"
You beamed. "Lando! It's so good to see you. How's it going?"
"It's been wild but amazing," Lando replied, glancing at Harry. "And I see you've managed to get Harry in the right gear this time."
Harry laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, I had a little help with that."
Lando gave you two a playful nudge. "So, who are you rooting for today? Besides me, of course."
You laughed. "Well, McLaren, obviously. But I'm also excited to see how the Brits perform. It's going to be an interesting race."
"That's the spirit," Lando said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Alright, I better get back to my team, but I'll see you guys later? Enjoy the race!"
You and Harry found a spot in the back of Landos garage, it had a view on the screens but also the pit-stop. The whole race went by fast. The moment the lights went out Lando tried his hardest with a deserved P2 at his home race.
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yourusename mom, i got invited to the silverstone grand prix.. still lowkey in disbelief like wtf.. me?? anyways, tysm mclaren 🩷 enjoy my lovely film camera dump raaaah.
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user harry looking fine as always😍
user y/n and lando finest friends
wroetoshaw whos the first fella hes fit
- yourusername he has a girlfriend..
user i can imagine y/n just walking around taking pictures of everything and everyone 😭😭😭
user i almost melted when they came on the screen
- user me too 😭 forgot i was watching f1 for a second
wroetoshaw i still think i shouldve worn my ferrari outfit #hater
- yourusername youd be sticking out like a sore thumb youre lucky i stopped you #loser #youalmostworepajamapants
user y/n looked so good there 😍
user i LIVE for y/n and landos friendship
faithlouisak i cant believe you chose him over me..
- yourusername im sorry bae.. next time im taking u
faithlouisak finest woman out there
calfreezy wtf fake friends.. theburntchip are you seeing what im seeing ???
- theburntchip bunch of fakies😔
holy what a yap fest lmfao please someone REQUEST something 😭 cause this is too plain.. !
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samberrybay · 11 months ago
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I saw someone talking about Cale not being innocent with relationships, which i agree with, so wanna also add my personal opinion on this rather interesting matter+a bit on his trauma!
Cale loved reading novels and comics, so he probably read some romance or smut among the way too. As we know, he is a quite curious person, thus i doubt he wouldn't be interested in it at least for a bit.
He also recognizes relationship stuff overall! Like for example in Korean arc with Kim Min Ah and Bae Puh Rum. They weren't a couple yet, however Cale noticed vibes around them so there is also a comment about them looking good together. Even if it was more of a "Ah, they were lovely-dovely since then", it is still a realization.
As a result, if we push back the idea of Cale being aroace, he isn't innocent! Cale knows enough to understand romance, sex, flirting and all that jazz on a basic level.
Here is the thing, right?
When literally anything relared to emotions or relationships, both platonic and romantic, includes HIM in the equations, Cale suddenly becomes a fool.
An obvious, absolutely traumatized and with little to no self-awareness fool.
Cale literally degrades himself and his feelings or emotions on a daily basis, guys, i don't think this depressed man is able to comprehend that people actually just enjoy his sole presence alone.
Again, the problem here not in Cale not realizing/recognizing that kind of stuff (what basically innocence implies), but in Cale not thinking that someone can like him or be into him.
People don't give enough credit to how severe his self-hatred, that was builded for tens of years and supported by hearing others hate him, is.
It absolutely distorted Cale's view of himself.
As Kim Rok Soo? Well, he was always average looking, the scars made him look even worse.
As Cale? Well, he might look better now, but his personality still trash, he is selfish and not emotional overall.
If nothing above works? Well, his self made inner image of a "Bad person" always does!
He wouldn't ever believe that someone can love him romanticly.
Because why? Why him?
He is absolutely disoriented when people show their care for him nowadays. In the novel it plays of as the silly moments of obvious Cale, but if you think about that?
It just Cale honestly not understanding why they care for HIM.
This is not about innocence. Not at all.
It is about a man who cannot love himself and as a result doubting everyone's love for him.
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6ix9inewiturmom · 6 months ago
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Nightmare- Matthew Sturniolo
Summary: You and Matt ended up sleeping in the same bed when you stayed at their house and Matt has a nightmare and cuddles you on accident.
Warnings: Cursing, use of Y/N, Platonic Matt X Reader, fluff.
A/N: THANK YOU TO MY BAE @cosmicmistake42069 FOR REQUESTING THIS! I loved writing this so much!
PSA: THIS WORK BELONGS TO ME MYSELF AND I! DO NOT COPY MY WORK! GET CREATIVE!
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The triplets and I met last year at a party. We all clicked instantly. Matt wasn't a yapper till he came around me then he ‘couldn't shut the fuck up’ according to Nick. Our friendship got to the point where I came over 1-4 times through the week, and on the days I wasn't at their house or they weren't at mine, or when we wouldn't see each other, we would be on Facetime or in our group chat yapping.
“Holy shit it's almost 3 in the morning” I laugh out looking at my phone and noticing how long I've been at the triplets house.
“Girl why don't you just stay here tonight, I don't want you driving this late at night” Nick suggests.
“I have no clothes but I can't just sleep on the couch” I shrugged, I've never stayed over at their house and vice versa.
“Yeah no, you can sleep in some of my clothes, i would not torture someone by sleeping in jeans, and skinny jeans at that point” Chris emphasizes and points at my jeans laughing.
“And you can sleep with me, if you're okay with that obviously, not in a weird or relationship type of way” Matt's attempt to defend himself makes a smile appear on my face, and the way his hands fiddle within themselves.
“Matt we are all way past the awkward stage in our friendship” I laugh out
“Considering Y/N asks my advice for how her boobs look in 90% of her outfits I think we’re all WAY past that stage,” Nick says while laughing.
“What!” Chris and Matt say in unison as their heads jerked towards me.
“Oh please it's not like I'm asking his advice on how to take nudes” I flick my hand up and down in defense laughing.
“I am always here for that if you need that sort of thing” Nick smirks at me.
“WHAT,” They say again in unison.
“Why don't you ever ask for my opinion on how your knockers look in tops,” Chris says acting as if he was hurt.
“Okay knockers is CRAZY” nick and I laugh together.
“I'm only kidding” Chris throws his hands up in defense “I'll go get you some sweats and a hoodie” he laughs walking down the hallway to his room.
“Are you sure you're okay sleeping in my room in the bed with me?” Matt asks as his voice is husk almost in a whisper.
“I'm good Matt, plus I only sleep in one position the whole night” I laugh softly.
“Here are your clothes” Chris comes running around the corner plopping a set of brown and pink fresh love sweatsuits down next to me. “As a matter of fact, keep that set, I mainly wear the blue one anyway” he continues.
“Thank you, Chris, I'm gonna get changed in Matt's room then head to bed, thank you, guys, for letting me crash here for the night” I smile at the boys and walk down the hallway into Matt's room to get changed.
I've seen Matt's room on Facetime before but never in person, it's very him, he's got a couple of pictures on the wall, brown silk sheets, and a small stuffed animal on the bed.
After changing into fresh clothes, I meticulously folded my original outfit and placed it near the door to ensure I wouldn't forget it the next day. As I settled into Matts room, I heard a gentle knock on the door. Upon opening it, I was greeted by the sight of Matt, who was wearing a soft, reassuring smile.
“You look mad comfortable” Matt laughed softly.
“You got silk sheets yes I'm hella comfortable” i laugh snuggling myself under the comforter.
“Sill sheets are the way to go” He flashes a warm smile, slips under the covers, and takes a seat beside me.
I let out a soft yawn shimmying my way down and turning around to my back facing him. “Goodnight Matt”
“Goodnight Y/N” he laughs softly before he turns around where his back faces mine.
𝜗𝜚 A Few Hours Later 𝜗𝜚
I woke up in the same position in which I had fallen asleep, but I was surprised to feel a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.
“No” Matt mutters under his breath tightening his grip on my waist.
“Matt?” i whispered turning towards him.
“Stop- no” he again whispers shaking his head.
“Matt” I turned my body over shaking his shoulder lightly enough to wake him up.
“Fuck” he jumped up with wide eyes looking at me out of breath.
“A-are you okay?” I say rubbing his shoulder in soft circles.
“Yeah” he starts running his fingers through his hair “I had a nightmare and I should have warned you because I've been dealing with like restless nights for like a week now” he laughs softly.
“Its okay matt really, I just didn't know you were a cuddler in your sleep” a soft giggle escaped my lips causing Matt's lips to shift upward.
“I didn't- I just- fuck I'm sorry this is probably awkward now I mean if this is too awkward for you uh you can sleep on the couch or something I mean I'm not forcing you out just I don't want to make you uncomfortable” he babbled getting anxious.
“No matt its okay I'm fine, plus its 4 in the morning I'm okay, we all get nightmares” i comfortably smile at him.
“A-are you sure this isn't awkward? I mean I know it's just cuddling but just I don't wanna ruin anything” he hands his head low fiddling with his fingers.
“Matt it's fine,” I laugh softly “It's not like you were having a wet dream about me”
“God that would have been awkward” he nervously laughs.
“This may be weird but do you think we could uhm cuddle again? You don't have to say yes but maybe it could help you sleep better?” I ask sending him a soft smile.
“I don't mind” he smiles laying on his back and opening his arms out i shake my head playfully and smile laying my head on his chest and my leg intertwined with his.
“Thank you Y/N” he mutters out softly.
“Mhm” I mumble drifting off to sleep.
Matt gazes down at me as I begin to drift off into a deep slumber, a gentle smile gracing his face before he, too, succumbs to sleep.
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A/N pt 2: AHH TY AGAIN FOR REQUESTING THIS I HAD A LOT OF FUN WRITING IT! I hope you guys are having a beautiful morning/ afternoon/ evening/ night!! I love you guys and THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT! 🩷🩷
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hylianane · 9 days ago
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My Haikyuu HC for the no good very bad year of 2020 is that since Kageyama went pro right out of High School and didn’t even have online college classes to attend, he was not just unemployed but also bored out of his mind and lonely as shit because his bae was quarantined in fucking Brazil. And he doesn’t call up Yachi to vent about it because that’s not something he’d do, but he does end up on a video call with her through LINE eventually and she’s like, “Yeah, I’m also kind of on my own right now, I’m in my own apartment near campus,” and one thing leads to another and he ends up just kind of. living with her for the next year and a half.
And it’s still a little lonely and stressful cause the year is 2020 and absolutely nobody, not even fictional characters, had a good time, but they at least got to experience a bit of platonically domestic bliss, and come 2021 Yachi has had to replace a couple lamps due to stray volleyballs but she can at least say she has a pretty good receive.
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pandenewie · 2 years ago
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Dress Coded Masterlist
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SYNOPSIS:
Dress codes are dumb. And everyone in school agrees. So why is the dear student council president Yang Jungwon so insistent on upholding such a stupid rule? And why is Y/n so insistent on changing his mind?
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Y/n finds a new way to break the dress code each day, purely to spite the student council president and make him change the stupid rule. But what started as a simple act of rebellion soon takes a turn as more is found out about the goody-two-shoes president. 
PAIRING: jungwon x gn!reader
GENRE: nonidol!au, highschool!au, socialmedia!au, sorta fake dating (you'll see), mild enemies to lovers, fluff, suggestive, angst (light), cursing, attempted humour. Ft. Enhypen Ni-ki + Jay + Jake, P1Harmony Soul + Jongseob, Kep1er Bahiyyih + Hikaru (+ Youngeun mention), Le Sserafim Eunchae, IVE Wonyoung, ZB1 Ricky, Seventeen Wonwoo
**any pictures used of "yn" are for outfit descriptions only and do not represent yn's gender/race/physical appearance in any way :))**
STARTED: 08/04/23
FINISHED: 02/10/23
STATUS: completed
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PROFILES:
Sk8ter Bois | H2hoes
CHAPTERS:
00 - The Dress Code | 0.3k words
01 - White Privilege
02 - Pu$$y Gang
03 - A Little Manipulation
04 - Manifesting
05 - when bae gets you in trouble | 1.9k words
06 - Shota's Minecraft Girlfriend
07 - It's my turn to use the braincell
08 - It's Giving Control Freak | 1.7k words
09 - Enemies 👹 to Enemies 😊
10 - Damage Control
11 - I have the mind of a mastermind
12 - Potato Chips | 1.8k words
13 - DRUGS?? 😱😱
14 - Real Men Clean Bathrooms | 2.4k words
15 - Dr Dilf
16 - L + Ratio + Y/n will never love you
17 - Stuco Rizz | 2.1k words
18 - From homies to nomies
19 - De-yassified
20 - Mama I'm in love with a criminal | 1.6k words
21 - Prison Wife Era
22 - Family Vacation | 2.9k words
23 - Please No Feelings | 2.5k words
24 - Trauma Bonded ❤ | 1.9k words
25 - BREAK HIS HEART ❗❗
26 - This wasn't part of the plan | 1.9k words
27 - Gold Star
28 - Good Boy Gone Bad ❌ Good Boy Gone Sad ✔
29 - If it isn't the consequences of my own actions
30 - No More Hobocore
31 - Somebody that you used to know | 1.2k words
32 - Jongseob Marriage Counsellor
33 - Cute, platonically
34 - Where we went wrong | 3.2k words
35 - Ronald McDonald if he slayed
36 - No More Mr Nice Guy
37 - It's Giving Grease | 3.0k words
38 - The Updated Dress Code | 0.5k words
39 - Do-over Date | 2.6k words
FINALE - #savejungwonfromyn
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hxjikonn · 2 years ago
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Congratulations for your milestone!!!!
Can i perhaps request twst platonic comfort long fic with the staff with Lilia separately perhaps saying like “i’m proud of you” and pat reader’s head please? Reader gender is GN and preferably uses with ‘you’ instead of pronouns please if its possible—
of course no pressure for this request— i just need a comfort becus daddy issues lmao but sam is more like big brother vibes
A/N: Thank you anon! I’m gonna cry this is actually so frikkin cute 🥹, I’ll do my best take on this one and I hope you like it. I do have a limit of 3-4 caharcters only so I’ll do Lilia, Crowley, Trein and Crewel ♥︎ also p.s sorry this took so long 😭🤚🏻
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Peer Pressure
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☆Staring☆: Lilia Vanrouge, Dire Crowley, Mozus Trein, and Divus Crewel.
Synopsis: Twst Dads Staff and Lilia, being the father figure you never had. Yes! I’m talking to boys, girls, gays and non-binary baes who has daddy issues 🥹
Heads up/Warnings: Mentions of Stress, Lil small smidge of angst, VERY LONG AND NOT PROOFREAD Platonic! rs with reader.
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Lilia Vanrouge
Studying in NRC was no cake walk, that’s a given fact, and more so when you’re a magicless nomad from who knows where, as much as you’d love to just blend in with the crowd and not be noticed, you stuck out like a sore thumb.
You were treated as a weak poor unfortunate soul who fate has thrown to the wolf den to be eaten alive without a fight, You didn’t like how they perceived you, you didn’t like how you were treated as a push over who couldn’t stand a chance in this school. So you made yourself keep with everyone else despite not having a speck of magic in you.
You really are doing everything you can to be treated as an equal by everyone, but even when you’re giving it your all, it’s never enough for them to respect you, no matter how many overblots you face and how many dorm leaders and students you help, you will always amount to nothing in their eyes.
Still you tried, tried to keep your chin up, but you’re only human, and you can only take so much. You were sat in the deepest part of the school library, the ancient history section, where dust had collected on the bookshelves having been left unnoticed for so long, not a single beam of light could peek through the thick books that rested on the high shelves. No one bothered to go here, It was silent, this became the place you’d go to when you feel that you’re about to break.
Slowly, the dark and tiny enclosed space was filled with your quiet sobs and sniffles, shaky breaths and gasps were heard coming from your tiny curled up figure in the corner…you couldn’t handle it anymore, it was heavy, it hurts, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell anyone because you felt like it’d fuel the idea of you being weak and in need of help…
Unbeknownst to you, someone other than yourself lurked in that corner of the library, and that someone had heard your soft weeping, slowly and carefully he approached your tiny figure, you were sobbing on your knees desperately trying to hold yourself together, you were too caught up on keeping quiet that you hadn’t notice Lilia sitting beside you.
“You know…it’s normal for children to cry right?” He said, loudly enough for you to hear but quietly too since he didn’t want to freak you out. You slowly met his gaze, with swollen eyes glistening with tears, you sniffled and wiped your cheek with your sleeve “I’m not a child….” You retorted, voice hoarse and weak.
“Oh but your not an adult either?” He said ruffling your hair, you didn’t like this, it felt like he also saw you like everyone else in this school, puny. You brushed off his hand, you sighed…upset, you buried your head back in your knees “I really don’t feel well right now Lilia-senpai…I wanna be left alone” You mumbled, not another word was uttered after you said that, you thought he left, so you resumed to your pitiful state of feeling sorry for yourself.
It wasn’t until you felt soft pats on your head that you settled down a bit, “When Silver wasn’t feeling well when he was little, I’d always stay by his side until he’s better…children can’t be left alone when they dont feel well, or else they wont get better” he softly spoke to you, you could only answer with sniffles and hiccups.
“M’not a child…” you answered, still hiccuping trying to catch your breath from crying to much, “If you’d known how old I am, you’d probably see yourself as a fetus…” he joked, “I’ll never be equal to you guys will I?? I’ll always be the weakest one here…no matter what I do” you voiced out, you didn’t even know if you were shaking from anger or sadness…
Lilia felt it though, your emotions, he sighed and draped his school overcoat on your shaking frame, and continued to place soft pats on your head to calm you down again, “That was quiet offensive, you don’t even know how I think of you and yet you assume that…” he scolded, “You call me a child…” you snapped back at him
“That’s because you are one and yet you act like you should be the one running NRC, I need you to understand that I’m not calling you a child because I see you as a feeble human being, I call you that to remind you that you’re still young…it’s too early for you be stressed out, that’s a middle age man’s job” He scolded you holding both your face with in his hands, wiping your tears with his thumbs.
“You’ve already done so much…I’m proud of you for keeping up with everyone in NRC despite you not possessing magic, it’s amazing, even Malleus thinks so…” he added, you felt yourself calm down, more so when he pulled you into a hug, you felt safe.
“Now rest, we cant have you exiting the library with puffy eyes, people would think they were stung by bees!” He jested, chuckling at himself. “I’ll wake you up when I feel that you’ve had enough sleep…” he patted your head and hummed a tune, tired from crying, you eventually gave in and let his hums woo you to sleep.
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Dire Crowley
Once again, you were called to Crowley’s office, not because you caused trouble no, you barely had the time in your day to do that. It was because somehow he probably has yet another taxing job to give you, that or he’s gonna scold you for something, what is it? Who knows? Sometimes it’s the most random things.
You knocked and waited waited for him to say you could come in…when he did, you walked in groggily, and shut the door behind you with your foot, you didn’t bother with politeness and courtesies, you were too exhausted for that, plus you knew he probably got used you’re attitude by now as you were used to his.
“What nowwwww???” You groaned, flopping on the chair infront of him. “Would it kill you to have some manners prefect?” He scolded, “Cut me some slack I’m tireeedddd” you whined in your hands. “Well I hope you being tired means you’ve done everything I told you to do, and I called you here to ask you if you’ve visited Savanaclaw-“ “to solve their flea infestation problem? Yeah It’s done. Savanaclaw is flea-free.” You cut him off, your voice monotoned and unenthusiastic.
He was surprised, “Well then, I assume you’ve also finished re-planted the flowers of wonderland in the botanical garden.” “YUP” you quickly answered. “What about the concerns of Pomfoire students about their stollen chemicals?” He crossed his arms “It wasn’t stollen, They misplaced it somewhere.” You answered again.
“Mandatory Dormitory maintenance check ups? Have you organized the School calendar events? Did you solve the Octavinelle and Scarabia feud? ” He started throwing the tasks he gave you. “Done. Done. And hmmm let me see…yup all done.” you replied as you picked on your nails. Crowley was shocked you managed to finish everything in a day, at this point he started to doubt you didn’t have magic.
“Have you….uhm….” He tried thinking of a task he hasn’t asked you about, “have you…done your homework?” He had nothing. You looked up at him with a confused look, but still answered “Yeah?” He cleared his throat and readjusts his tie “Hm…Well done then, you did well” he said.
“Can I go now? I haven’t eaten all day and Grim’s probably throwing tantrums because he hasn’t had his tuna sandwich…” you asked, he only nodded. Still kind of shock that you did every task he sent you to do. “Uh…’kay, bye I guess…” you stood up to leave, weirded out by the headmage’s sudden silence.
He only came back to his senses when he heard the door shut, and realized you’d left…you left to go home and eat cuz you haven’t eaten all day, yeah…wait… “HAVEN’T EATEN??!! ALL DAY??!” He shouted, shooting up from his chair to go chase you. His automatic Papa bird mode was up and running…literally. You thought you were safe from a scolding session, well you were wrong.
“PREFECT! Y/N! STOP RIGHT THERE!” He commanded, far across the other end of the hallway. You stopped, hearing his voice, you sighed and turned your back to see him speed walking his way over to you. “Here we go…” you said to yourself, preparing for the scolding, you didn’t know what it was about but you were preparing still.
Before you knew it he was standing infront of you, hands on his hips like a disappointed mother. “What did I miss this time?” You asked, “Apparently Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner” he answered. You blinked a couple of times, confused and dumbfounded. “Huh?” Was all that came put of your mouth.
“I can’t believe you! How could you not eat for a whole day?! Are you mad?! Have you gone koo-koo over the tasks I gave you?! You could get sick!” He scolded, you thought he was joking, so you laughed “Oh I get it…Don’t worry I won’t die, you won’t lose your errand runner” you joked. Wrong move.
The expression on his face was something you hadn’t seen before, usually you’re not at all fazed by Crowley, however this time you felt your stomach drop, but not to fear, it was something else. “Errand Runner….? Is that why you forgot to eat?…Is that how I make you feel…?” He spoke, uncharacteristically sad…
“Uh n-no, I was…I was just joking…” you denied smiling up at him, though you did feel like an errand runner most of the time, it was clear that Crowley didn’t know you felt that way. Silence was all that was heard between you two. Crowley was only looking at you, “Uhm…I should…go” you spoke, breaking the noiseless awkward situation.
You bowed and turned to your heel and left. For the rest of the night, all that filled Crowley’s mind was worry…You went to school the next morning, the happenings from yesterday was now long gone and done for you, it was weird and awkward sure, but you didn’t think it was that deep.
However it wasn’t for Crowley. As you were listening to Trein’s lecture, Crowley decided to pop in your class. “Is Y/n present?” He asked, poking his head through the door, “Y/n, The headmage is looking for you.” Trein spoke, unbothered, still writing on the board.
You looked up from your notebook to see Crowley by the door, this was unusual, since he only called for you when you dong have class. But you thought it must’ve been urgent. So you stood up and went to him. “Something wrong?” You asked, he smiled and shook his head, “Oh no, I just came by to give you this.” He handed you a lunch box, you looked up at him confused “wha-“ you were cut off with a headpat “Go back to your seat now, make sure to finish all that food, after class though, dont eat in class.” He said pushing you back so you’d go to your seat. “Sharing is good but Dont share that. You eat it.” He warned before waving you goodbye as he closes the door and leaves.
You were now left with a lunch box in your hand, you looked down and there was a sticky note on top of it that read “Do your best in class! I’m proud of you!” With a crow doodle on the bottom…you smiled at the note and went back to your seat. Guess you wont be missing meals anymore.
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Mozus Trein
Exam week. Probably the worst week in a student’s entire school year. Most even called it Hell week due to how dreadful and stressful it is. What’s worse is that you’ve been transported in a school that is in a world where you knew absolutely nothing about.
So everything you’ve learned from your homeworld, is USELESS here. Especially history. Back in home exams about history usually only contained questions about previous presidents, wars, kingdoms, ruler, and dates but here their history included magic. Which you don’t have and have Zero to No knowledge of.
You’ve concluded in your mind that you’d probably be butchered and served for lunch after you take this test because there’s no way you’re going to pass it. But what’s the harm in trying? Right? You spent hours and hours after every test everyday before the history exam in the library. Under a piles and stacks of books about twisted wonderland’s history. You felt yourself get lightheaded a couple of times but you shook it off.
Then came doomsday. You were sat in your usual seat, sweating bullets, leg bouncing from anxiety, the test wasn’t even handed out yet but your lips were practically chewing gum at this point since you’ve been gnawing on them for the past 5 minutes.
When the test was handed out, you tried your best not to accidentally have a mental shut down and forget everything you’ve studied for. You were already nervous from the questions, more so when Trein started walking around and observing everyone as they take their test.
Out of everyone, you had to admit, Mozus Trein, was the most intimidating teacher you had. Failing his class was an equivalent to a coffin and funeral party. So you tried your best to keep calm and focus on the questions. You didn’t rush it like some of the others, it didn’t matter if you were the last one in his class as long as your confident you’d pass.
You skimmed through every question time after time making sure you had the best answer. “Y/n. I said Time’s up. Hand in your paper or I won’t accept it.” Trein’s voice broke your trance, and there it was again, the anxiety, you weren’t done, you weren’t confident that you’d get a passing grade yet. But him staring you down made you hand give up the paper faster than lightning.
“Sorry, sir.” You meekly spoke. He took your paper and shortly after he dismissed the class. You couldn’t even sleep that night, and the night after, and the next night after that. It was that big of a deal. Came the end of Hell week Exam week it was time for the teachers to hand back the now graded test papers.
And lucky you, Your first class of the day was Trein’s. You went in with bags under your eyes from all the sleepless nights and the countless hours studying in the library. You hoped for the worst, that way you wont be disappointed when it does happen. Once the classroom was filled, Trein greeted you all like usual, “I’m sure everyone is well aware of what day it is, and I’m neither disappointed nor surprised by the result of last week’s exam, as I expected this already. Needles to say I’ll be seeing MOST of you again in the same class next year.” He stated, mercilessly, It was like venom. He went around the class handing the test papers one by one.
You gulped hearing what he just said as you waited for him to hand you yours, part of you told yourself you’re one of those people. What’s worse is that, he only placed the other students their paper on their table and left, so why is he HANDING you yours???You gulped as you took the paper from his hand, the test paper was faced down. Still standing there even though you had already took it. You thought of your funeral party already.
You flipped the paper with shaky hands…you couldn’t believe your eyes…it was a perfect score…you looked up at your teacher in shock “I think you mixed up my paper with someone else’s sir…” you said, only earning a small laugh from him. He placed his index finger on top of your test paper “that is your name? Is it not?” He asked, it infact YOUR NAME.
You left your jaw hung open as you stared at the paper infornt of you, your shocked state was broken when he pated your head “Very good Y/n, Surprisingly the one who isn’t from twisted wonderland is the one who scored the highest in my class, I’m very proud of you for that. Keep it up” he praised as he walks back to his desk.
You felt yourself smiling happily. You passed. YOU SCORED HIGHEST. You looked up at Trein who was now infront of the class writing in the board about the next lecture he was about to discuss and you hurriedly took out your notebook to write down notes. Soon the class you oh so feared to fail now became your favorite class to attend.
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Divus Crewel
You had no magic, no knowledge of it, and you don’t even know how to use it. Magic was already a hassle to learn, and you already progressed slower than most of the students in your class. Not in potionology though. This was wayyy easier to catch up with.
You see potionology class like what you used to do as a child, when you’d mix shampoos and soaps and tooth paste and pretend to be a witch in the bathroom. You liked this class since it was fun and you didn’t struggle that much with it. You cant say you’re that best student, that would be exaggeration. But you were one of the students who does better than everyone else.
Up coming this week was pop quiz Friday, usual pop quizzes included answering a sheet of paper, however in potionology, Crewel thought it’d be nice to put the pop in “pop quiz” to good use. The task was that you’d try to perfect a potion that pops when you threw it, the bigger the “pop” your potion made, the higher your score would be.
So ahead of time, you started doing research and tests on your potion, you sometimes went to Pomefoire or Heartslabyul to ask Rook or Trey for advice since they’re both in the school Science Club. You’d go to the library to borrow books about explosives, you’d go shopping for a concerning amount of flammable chemicals and other stuff in Sam’s shop. To the point where Sam actually made a promise to himself to call Crowley if you came back again.
After all that you’d go back to Ramshackle to test more stuff out. It took a lot of sleepless nights and failed attempts, you didn’t give up though, plus you and grim (and sometimes even Malleus) were having fun in the back yard of Ramshackle blowing stuff up. If you had neighbors they probably would’ve moved out by now
One day you finally had one you were confident had a passing grade. Probably not the best one out there but one that can get you a high score.You wrote down the recipe so you could remake it in the lab when Friday came, you’re more than excited to see this experiment of your blow their minds, not literally but kinda literally.
Then came Friday, the day you’ve been waiting for. You were nervous, happy and the anticipation was killing you. When greetings were exchanged the “pop quiz” began. Everyone was focused on their own potions, and so were you. Holding in your hand was the recipe and your other was carefully dripping and dropping chemicals on to beakers and test tubesz
You didn’t want the whole room to blow up…yet. As you hear some students groan out of frustration or sigh in relief, you grew more and more competitive. When the timer rang, you were already finished, everyone had their bottles clutched in their hands in fear of them accidentally dropping it and causing mass destruction.
“Alright pups, line up, we cant risk causing accidental arson, we’re going out on the field to test your potions.” Crewel said to the class, one by one your classmates start to line up. Careful not to trip as the walked. When you were all outside, and in a safe distance from the school building, Crewel had you all stand behind a magic barrier so no one would get hurt.
One by one students started to throw their potions, explosion after explosion, some disappointingly small and some scarily big. You were thrilled, you couldn’t wait for your turn. When your name got called you confidently strode infront to throw your potion. As you were about to Crewel lightly smacked your head with his teaching pointer. “Goggles Y/n, your goggles.” He warned. You muttered a tiny ‘oops’ and put on your goggles.
“Alright, on my count…” Crewel said, as he counted down to 3, when you heard three you threw it hard as you could and….nothing. You were shocked…embarrassed as you heard the chuckles and laughs from behind you. You were positive you tested this before and it worked, you must’ve done something wrong. How could you fail the one class you actually enjoyed.
Your cheeks grew hot when you heard small teasings from your classmates, Crewel reprimanded them but you knew even he was embarrassed and disappointed by this miserable failed attempt. You had failed him. As you were all about to walk back to the lab, small sparking noises were heard from where you had thrown the potion.
You all looked back and so did Crewel, he put up the magic barrier once again, the small sparks turned into big once, then…unexpectedly, the big sparks exploded scattering itself throughout the field…then there was silence. Not like the last time though, the silence this time was more like the calm before a storm. Crewel knew this, so he had the magic barrier expanded to cover all around you guys.
Suddenly explosions emerged, not just one, but multiple, more than you could count, it was loud and destructive and chaotic, everyone was panicking. When it finally stopped, the school grounds looked like a battle field. You thought this meant detention until you graduate, but then you heard Crewel laugh and clap his hands.
He went to you and ruffled you hair “GREAT JOB Y/N! THAT WAS OUTSTANDING!” He praised as he clasps his hands together. The other students…well most of them at least also had clapped their hands and applauded your work. No words was said but it seemed that Crewel had already adopted and favored a pup in his class after that day.
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A/N: I’M BAAAACKKKK WRITERS BLOCK IS GONEEEE I’M GONNA START POSTING AGAIN AAAAAA SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT SO LONG 🥹🥹🥹🥹
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