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[poolofunidentifiedfluid]

what if.. what if buddie and the odycule got together on the same day… what if those episodes aired… back to back…

[leah2eroes]

about your dress post: do you want to wear one and just haven't gotten to try it yet?

thats a very complicated question for me. so complicated that im putting my longwinded answer beneath a cut

its piqued my curiosity obviously but like. i dont think itd be something that suits me. i feel like its too femme for me to be able to pull off. though, i do often wonder if my lean towards being butch is out of a geniune desire to be butch (because i mean thats definitely a contributing factor; butches are so goddamn fine and that includes me :p ) or because i doubt my capability to present as femme. or at least in a way i would be satisfied with.

i do think theres some self image issues i need to tackle in that regard. i think ive worked myself into a tangle of negative thoughts surrounding myself as one does when presented with an onslaught of transphobic media about transfeminine people looking like blokes in dresses. i think people downplay how brave specifically transfem folks are when it comes to dressing how they want yknow? not to get all whiny about how trans men have it easier (lets not open that can of worms yeesh), but we cant ignore that in broader society, a nonpassing trans woman is seen as a sexual predator. you fellas dont have to contend with that, at least not nearly as much.

though again i dont even know if being more femme would be something im interested in. like sure, i want to be more 'womanly' because its probably the closest i can get to what would be "correct" (though its a ways off for various alterhuman reasons lol its mostly for the tits haha). i dress butch because its neutral. i dont even know if i want to be read as a woman (but i mean id prefer it over being read as a man) but i mean i dont think id be against it? people have said i would look good in a sundress (though those people also dont like me now so whos to say really?)

i think the bottom line is, im a little afraid of leaning femme out of fear that i wont like it. i worry that i dont have like, the right body right now? thats not indicative of whatever anyone else wants to do or sees themself; its more that maybe i want to wait until i look more like a woman to myself. i want it to be an option for me; im simply not brave enough to pull it off yet. i mean maybe one day ill be brave and wear the dress and never look back and be so much happier for it! maybe ill love myself for realsies. but for now im more comfortable (in many senses of the word) not delving into that sort of thing.

NOTE: MY DYSPHORIA IS IRRATIONAL. THE THINGS I SAY ABOUT MYSELF ARE NOT INDICATIVE OF HOW ANY OTHER TRANS PERSON SHOULD SEE THEMSELVES. my cringe poison brain dictates too much in my own life. dont let it dictate anything in yours. youre all beautiful and i love you.

(also i dont have the money for that shit LMAOOOOO dresses are so expensive)

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clingy!kentarou x reader (taming maddog)

heyyyy :) finally getting to this hope it's aight

warnings. heavy nsfw, minors DNI

details. fem!reader / riding maddog / 69 / obsessive!maddog / clingy!needy!maddog / possessive!maddog / loneliness theme / 'i can fix him' trope / libero!reader / johsai girls' team reader / maddog being canonically mean / implied virginity / experienced!reader / emotionally intelligent reader / emotionally stunted maddog / 3.6k words

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"(Y/n), like, I know you've got a type and all..."

"Mhmm," You follow absentmindedly, tracking your latest obsession like a hawk.

Number 16 was different- not just attractive, but he had a threatening, intense, sharp presence about him. He was just about the only member of the guys' team who didn't subscribe to a cheerful, cooperative environment. His little outburst earlier caught your attention, and he was currently benched for pushing Oikawa.

He sure was aggressive. You bit your lip and watched him stretch from the bleachers.

"But I heard he's actually crazy."

The other girls on your team would never understand what possessed you to put yourself in danger, going after the most deviant of guys you could find. It was an endearing joke amongst the team, at this point, but they did worry for your safety.

"What's his name?" You looked to them for the first time, mind already made up.

Whispers of Kentarou, Kyoutani, Maddog, were shared as you settled back to watching him. Lots of horror stories of him getting in trouble, getting into fights, yelling at teachers, other students, getting suspended for a time all encouraged you. The nickname he earned made you significantly more fascinated.

You could fix him. It would at least be fun to try.

You couldn't help but ponder where his true fault lied, how it twisted into so much unwarranted aggression.

Was he not held as a baby? Did he have a bad home life? Had it manifested into some kind of sexual dysfunction? You wondered if he was this big of a presence in the bedroom. You smiled at the strong possibility that he wasn't.

Maybe that was a bit Freudian of you to assume, but your previous diagnoses hadn't steered you wrong yet. The guys you slept with were all weirdos- losers- psychos- and yet, they were all a step closer to normal after a little love.

They couldn't stop you from approaching, especially when nobody had the guts to go anywhere near him.

"Hi," You tapped his shoulder after a bout of hesitation.

He looked to the side, then behind, and realized you were referring to him.

His brow fell from its subtle version of surprise, making all his features look heavier, meaner-- you shuddered.

"Yo." Was all he said.

Though dismissive and already uncomfortable, it was enough to work with.

You smoothed out your uniform with a nervous sigh, "Um- I'm sorry if this is forward, but,"

"I think you're really cute. I'd like to go on a date, sometime."

Kentarou looked angry even when he was shocked. The dark around his eyes made it impossible to look soft, and it seemed he didn't have the capacity to smile yet.

The only way you could deduce that he was embarrassed was the way his hands balled into fists at his sides, how he looked around your face over, over, and over again for an ounce of insincerity.

It was adorable. You giggled at his long silence.

Laughing shut him down. His mouth curled in a sneer, positive you were laughing at him.

The gaggle of girls, filling the entrance to the gym, all clad in your uniform, wasn't great for optics. It looked like you were playing a prank on him.

"Are you kiddin' me?" He rolled his eyes before you could even try to explain, "Go fuck yourself."

It wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Though you loved your team, visible swarms of women never put the guys you went after at ease.

That rejection was still tame for what you had seen before from him.

He put his back to you and crossed his arms, watching the game, instead. Getting benched and made fun of couldn't have been a great feeling.

Determined now, you shook out your nerves and tapped his shoulder again.

"Tch-! I said fuck off!" He scowled down at you, but you knew it was misguided. So it didn't hurt as bad.

You purposefully didn't mirror his body language- you didn't want him to cut him off even more. You stood facing him at an angle, trying to catch his eye and take his attention again.

Voice quiet, sweeter, genuine, "I'm serious."

Even if this was a joke, you were the most persistent he had ever seen. Nobody usually got this far. If he told somebody to leave, they did. Especially after the second time, and a girl, at that.

"I mean- I get it if you're not into short girls, that's totally fine," You fixed your hair, glancing away from his overwhelmed, slow expression, "But, please, just... think about it. Here's my number."

For a moment, you were unsure if he would take the paper in your hand. He gave you zero indication that he believed your story, but after just enough time to make you doubt, he took it.

Kentarou held it tight, confused, as you joined your team to leave the gym. He watched them look over and preen you like birds to make sure you weren't hurt.

It could've been a real confession. The gravity of it didn't truly land until he was back home, looking up the girls' team Instagram to find your personal handle. You were following the page and even had a few features in their posts.

Doubts began to grow that it was your real number. He decided he didn't want to use it.

Instead, he lay on his bed, palming himself to the poses of your greatest receives- you were such a pretty girl, with a nice body, cute face--reminded of those things now, it only made him more skeptical at your choice to speak to him.

Luck was on his side once again, because your own profile was public. You even had a few beach posts. Lots of likes, lots of followers. You wouldn't notice if he liked a few of them, unless you were being honest about your interest.

You were all over his signals in a flash.

A follow, a bit of page-stalking that got you nowhere (because he had 0 online presence, other than a couple blank accounts), and a long string of messages that went deep into the night, all earned you a date.

Now that the game had officially begun, you needed to curate each move carefully. If you waited too long to take advantage of any clear signs of interest, he wouldn't find you worth the trouble. You needed some dick.

Kentarou was lonely, too.

It was as you suspected, monitoring him during that practice match. People who had a good support system didn't act that way he did.

He wasn't wistful, or desperate, and didn't invite friendship. Shit, he barely let you court him, and the only way you could convince him to meet you for coffee was if you sent a few pictures 'to prove it was just you.' And yet, after the one misunderstanding, he didn't deny you any opportunity to get close.

His experiences shaped him to be incredibly firm, mistrusting, and overly cautious, yes; It all fell short though, when it came to the very simple, universal longing for companionship.

The cafe wasn't too quiet, thankfully.

You were most worried about the possibility of him causing some sort of commotion and being asked to leave, but other patrons were lively enough to drown him out, if he did raise his voice.

To your surprise, that also wasn't much of an issue.

He ordered for the two of you, even -begrudgingly- accepting that you wanted a more intricate drink, too. He didn't let you do much for yourself. When he told you to go find a seat while he waited at the counter, you stayed with him so you could be close. He still didn't argue.

Though he wasn't polite, he wasn't a monster. He was just brimming with attitude, and that rubbed people the wrong way. When unprovoked, he was mean-looking, sure, but docile.

A predatory gaze watched the skirt of your casual dress flutter up- just a little, not quite enough- as you sat down next to him with your elaborate drink in hand. He set his cup down and you felt his leg flex as you closed the distance to snuggle up to him.

"You're taking this joke pretty far."

Insecurity filled the quiet between his words, and it took a sensitive ear to detect under all the venom. Was he testing you? Probably. Was he still trying to protect himself? Absolutely.

"Mm," You considered how to respond while sipping on your coffee, staring forward, not really minding his intensity, "I don't have the kind of time to go on fake dates, you know."

It was an argument less emotional in nature, but due to its legitimacy, it left him stumped enough to drop the subject.

In its wake remained discomfort. Mostly at your thigh, busy rubbing against him as you pretended to be more invested in the ambience of the cafe, or the flavor of the drink in your hands.

"What're you doing it for?" He pressed, different, but still carried with a grumbly, shitty attitude he always spoke in.

That took some getting used to, but once you understood he just talked that way, you were able to take his words at face value and waste less time miscommunicating.

A warm hand, palming the squish of your bare thigh encouraged your desire to be honest.

You waited for him to stop scanning the cafe, for the right moment to tell him.

His eyes dipped first to your pretty thighs, all soft and warm and new in his hand. Then he was taken by the all the sweetness in the way you looked at him.

"I wanna sleep with you."

You expected him to not believe you, like the first time, but his surprise was now pretty conventional.

His mouth hung open, just a little, and you noticed a tongue piercing. How did you miss it before? Did he not wear it at school? Your thighs tightened and he met it with a firm squeeze as he took a sobering drink of his coffee.

It was obvious he wanted to know why. But he was looking for something better to say, instead.

"The fuck are we doing here?"

That was a good question. Such a good question, in fact, that after a bit of conversation about where to go to fuck, you landed on going back to your place.

He made himself comfortable on your bed as you shut the door and locked it, just in case. Your room didn't have a whole lot of conversation starters, so he took a while to really examine it.

He wasn't witty, or spontaneous, or chatty.

There was no value in sitting around, acting like you wanted to delve into a discussion about each other's families, or grades, or volleyball.

His brow softened as you dropped the straps of your dress down.

There was a small attempt to look you in the eye, which you appreciated in a very limited context, but once you kept going, he might as well have been wearing a collar.

A half-sigh, half-laugh pushed out of his open mouth, brow furrowed again, as he tried to speak a few times while you posed for him, drunk on such a cute, endearing reaction.

There were a lot of things for him to think about. You could almost smell the smoke of grinding gears when you stood in front him and rubbed your hands against his shoulders.

He kept getting his fill, eyes unable to stay in one place too long, practically trying to back up so he could keep looking at all of you.

You giggled, "Kentarou?"

His breath stopped. You couldn't feel it, tingling across your skin, anymore.

You took some fingers to his curly hair, playing with it, "Aren't you gonna touch me?"

"I-," He didn't know what to do with himself for a moment, "Where?"

Your charmed, bitten back smile made his ears bright, bright red. Instead of telling him, you settled onto his lap and felt for his hands, gently guiding them towards your hips.

It was slow, natural, and gentle how you decided to kiss him.

You could feel how heated he was, with one hand on the back of his neck, the other cooling off the side of his face. One second to part for some breath, which he needed, badly- you waited for him to say something.

But he was forcing his mouth back onto yours quicker than you thought he would- his fingers dug into your flesh, and he brought you down onto his hard-on with a sudden loss of reservation.

It didn't take long to start catching that little tongue piercing against your lip- you groaned against his mouth, "Fuck, I really like that."

He was a fast, eager, and very rough learner. Kentarou was also laughably easy to please, because it was obvious he had no preferences built up yet. Everything you did left him stunned and hungry.

You reveled in your private victory and helped him undress. He wasn't shy about his own body, but you made it clear that he had a nice figure by taking the time to kiss along his muscular arm, then shoulder, and up to his neck.

His quickness to mirror you, kissing the same places on your body, was cute. He never once smiled, but he showed his investment in other ways.

When you offered to 69, he immediately fell onto his back from his upright position, rubbing his warm face.

A weak, "Yes," from under his palms was all you got, but it was so sweet from a guy like him. He sounded broken in, in a way.

You pressed a deserving kiss to his jaw and turned around.

His cock looked just as angry as he was, normally. Twitchy, leaking a bit of precum on his toned tummy, tinged dark with the all the time it had been waiting.

"You're- so fuckin' wet," He sounded stunned to say that aloud, understand what it actually meant, and that he was obsessed with it.

You smiled and pressed a kiss to the base of his cock as you settled into a good position.

How long had it been since you got laid? Apparently too long, because you were dripping with anticipation at the salty taste of his tip sliding past your teeth.

That was the downside of having such a specific type. Not many options.

He was still figuring out how to use his own mouth when you took the breath out of him- a strangled gasp at the sound, the sensation of your lips and tongue sucking off the slickness there. You held him by the base, briefly.

"You should let me know if you like it," You teased, just before bobbing your head back down.

"Mm-mmnh-! Fuck! Do I-ahh, have to?"

With that whiny tone?

You slowly came back up, careful to leave no spit behind. He was flexing in your jaw, his stomach twitching against your chest. Poor thing wouldn't last very long, he was so sensitive.

"Uhh, yes," You grinned, tongue darting out to lick him all the way down his shaft.

"Fuuuck- whatever- augh, just keep doin' that," His groan broke into a murmur of sorts, against your pussy.

From there, he was starting to find what worked with you. It was curious, and not great, but you didn't need it to be; something about the clingy way he held you, the shift in his attitude, was making you feel like you could take him already.

It made your nails dig, deep into his thighs, your already sparse breath grow a bit shorter.

Though his desperate tone and slow, gentle tongue made some parts of you tighten, it helped your throat relax and take more of him.

He started to come apart long before you wanted to be done.

Breathy, incomplete "Stopstop-sta-aah," every twenty seconds flattered you, letting you take more frequent breaks to ride his face and break in that little metal ball.

You thought about his nickname during one of these breaks. It was one of those instances where it seemed fitting, but for more than just surface-level aggression.

Nothing about him scared you. Not after you showed him that you had no ill-intention. He was like a dog. He wasn't vicious because it was in his nature; he just had a thorn in his paw.

He 'bit' people because they didn't give him a chance.

All of these chances you were giving him proved that he was worth all the effort to get close. It wasn't even much work, in hindsight.

You showed him the mechanics of the condom you brought for the occasion, and managed to talk him through some important sex-centered courtesies.

"So, y'know, you'll want to yield to whatever she's ready for--,"

Kentarou kept you from sitting on his cock, for just a second-- his eyes grew narrow, darting around your face.

"You mean: 'you.'" He corrected.

He looked like he was about to bite through your face.

"Right!" You smiled, growing a bit warm at your inconsiderate slip in language, "Yeah, of course."

Your apologetic kisses, smattered all along his sensitive face and neck, calmed him. His grip softened, slowly, as he became convinced that this was sacred again.

As you started to take him, he forgot all about it.

"Aughh- my go-d," He couldn't stop watching where you came together with a knotted brow, at how slick, and tight, and hot you were.

Your confidence read in the form of slow, rolling motions of your hips, the cloudy look in your eyes as you were finally getting filled up again after such a dry spell of no dick. You put your hands over his, already on your hips, and encouraged him to squeeze harder.

"Mmn-ah-h," You placed your hands on his chest, to keep yourself upright.

It hurt, how much he reciprocated that squeeze, but you quickly learned to like the sting.

Like most everything else, he replicated what you showed him. He started fucking you back, his hips able to take you faster, harder--

The pretty little pout on your lips was enough to make him screw his eyes shut, just to try to settle down.

He was getting so worked up at your tight little cunt that he was forced to let you keep your slower pace, contribute a little less, for fear he'd finish too soon.

His breath was like a stutter- so shallow and huffy that you rubbed your hand across his cheek, to check if he was okay. As you did this, the look in his eyes burned into the back of your skull.

You had seen that somewhere before. Not in someone you knew personally.

"Mm-mnh-!"

You were careful not to look away from it, and you only closed your eyes when it was too intense, too good to see straight.

The way he gripped you was like a lifeline, clawing, leaving rough and raised lines across you-- It wasn't intended to hurt, but more or less to make sure he left you with some lasting impression. He didn't understand that he didn't need to do it.

He couldn't take the concern on your face. Not as you fucked him so close, not with that perfect body taking his cock so well. Nobody ever looked at him with so much warmth.

"Ah! Just- just like that," You gasped, shaky all of a sudden.

"Fuck-," He sighed, suddenly having to remember what exactly he was doing.

He grimaced, face twisted in the pain of trying not to cum, head thrown back so he didn't have to look at you.

But your hand left his chest to grasp him by the jaw- it wasn't hard, but it was enough to move him. You begged him to look at you. You wanted him to watch you, and it looked like he was just short of a confessing something sinful.

Worship.

That's what you saw. In those narrowed eyes were praise, an exaltation of the love you had spared for him.

It filled you with a dizzying, raw confidence- you took in a breath through your nose, getting railed so hard, so close that your eyes started watering.

"Fuck- I'm-Ah--!" You couldn't quite finish your sentence before you crashed over, your body seized up, firm, grabbing and gripping him like you needed, wanted him so bad.

It left him a groveling, panting mess underneath you. He was watching in awe just like you told him to, only allowed to cum after you were done.

He fucked it all out of you, thanks to the timing. Your slow wave-riding kept you pleasant and buzzed as he fucked you hard for his own orgasm.

You even egged him on, breathless, a little smirk only interrupted by a pleasurable wince a couple of times.

"You wanna cum for me?"

"Yeah? Yeah?"

After finishing so loud and performative, nothing could have prepared you for how cuddly and silent he got.

You shouldn't have given into the desire to hug him, because he wouldn't let you move to pull him out.

"Mm-mm," Was pressed in a sloppy kiss against your neck.

Those muscular arms were shaking a little, just barely, around your waist.

"I'm- not going anywhere," You laughed, returning a few light kisses against his temple, "But we need to clean up."

He made it difficult, almost impossible, to separate and throw the condom away. You opted to just tie in a knot and throw it closer to the trash can so you didn't have to get up.

The way he watched you was careful, intense, looking for any opening to get closer to you again.

You finally sighed, smiling, "Okay."

Kentarou pulled you back down to lay next to him at the soonest opportunity. He kept an arm heavy over your chest, his leg kicked between yours, his eyes never leaving the side of your face.

His intensity was what you signed up for, but now, warm under his persistent and acute attention, you realized: maybe you hadn't thought this through the whole way.

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my girls | lewis hamilton x wife! reader

summary: nobody knew lewis was married, let alone with a child, until pictures of him from the paparazzi were leaked

fc; karoline lima + cecilia militão

notes: real ones know a rainha ceci🗣️

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yourprivateuser: good morning my husband decided it was a good idea to go out into a crowded restaurant in são paulo last night thinking we weren’t going to get caught !!

landonorris: he’s a bit slow u know

yourprivateuser: so true

lewishamilton: lando?? y/n??!!

lewishamilton: i said i’m sorry 🙁

yourprivateuser: ceci and i are upset at u xx

lewishamilton: what do i have to do to make it up to you 😔

yourprivateuser: ceci and i need new matching bags

lewishamilton: pink??

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lewishamilton: anything for my girls

landonorris: gross

lilymhe: ur fine as hell i want u

yourprivateuser: i want u

alex_albon: lewishamilton do you see them??

lewishamilton: sadly i do💔

lilymhe: we’re having a private moment here !

carmenmmundt: ceci’s smileeee🥹 i miss her so much!!!

yourprivateuser: lmk which race you’re going to!! ceci misses her auntie carmen too!!

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lewishamilton: my favorite girls.

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ynhamilton: ceci and i love you so much 🤍

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mercedesamgf1: welcome y/n and cecilia to the mercedes family!💙

username: crying cecelia is so cute

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ynhamilton: us when dada spoils us

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lewishamilton: gotta make sure my girls are happy!

ynhamilton: trust, ceci and i are very happy💙😁

username: need to know how she manifested lewis

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username: y/n is a milf

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lilymhe: i’m literally like her step mother except im married to u😝

ynhamilton: so true wife

alex_albon: hello💔

lewishamilton: i learn to not say anything to avoid a grumpy y/n

yourbsfusername: queen ceci is so smiley, we love to see it!

ynhamilton: all thanks to her dada, of course!

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lewishamilton: if you told me 2 years ago on our wedding day, that i’d have a daughter that’s the perfect combination of us, i probably wouldn’t have believed you. thank you for blessing me with our sunshine, cecilia. i am eternally grateful for everything you do. happy mother’s day, y/n.

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ynhamilton: give me a minute while i compose myself pls

lilymhe: she’s crying btw

ynhamilton: i love you sosososo much 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗 i probably wouldn’t have believed you either! so grateful to be the mother of our daughter and most importantly, your wife 🥹💗

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username: ‘our sunshine’ excuse me while i cry

mercedesamgf1: happy mother’s day!💐

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ynhamilton: happy father’s day to the worlds greatest husband and father. thank you for always making sure that queen ceci and i are happy and taken care of. thank you for all the joy you bring us, we love you!!

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lewishamilton: my girls🩷

georgerussell63: what’d u do, now he can’t stop smiling in the garage

carmenmmundt: oh like you aren’t the same!

lewishamilton: i love you both so much, my queen and queen ceci 💗

ynhamilton: cecilia says she loves her dada very much🤍🤍

username: lewis hamilton, 7 time world champion, being smiley over a father’s day post, we love to see it

username: what the actual fuck they’re so perfect

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username: THE lewis hamilton being married for 3 years and having a daughter was not on my 2023 bingo card

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˖ ࣪ . 🦢 ࿐ ♡ ˚ . cariño , cs55

in which her younger brother’s big move to madrid lands her a relationship with a certain ferrari driver <3

social media au ⍟ carlos sainz x fem!bellingham!reader

warnings: none!! goes from partial soft launch to hard launch

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y/nbellingham to my best friends and brothers, congratulations ❤️

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judebellingham grateful to have you by our side ❤️

jobebellingham best biggest fan ever

bsfsinstagram madrid time !!

y/nbellingham new city unlocked

bhamfan does this mean we get real madrid vlogs now?

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judesunknowngf y/n’s support for her brothers is so sweet how could you not like her???

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carlossainz55 nada es mejor que el hogar 🇪🇸 (nothing is better than home)

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charles_leclerc don’t have too much fun over the break mate!

luv4sainz these photos are too lana coded for my liking

1655ferrari no bc these were def taken by a woman

landonorris the black and white filter makes this look like a memorial, fly high 🕊️

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user liked by jude??? my prayers are being answered, s/o that twitter user for manifesting

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y/nbellingham enamorada de la vida (in love with life)

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bsfsinstagram the madrid glow is different and it’s beautiful on you

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y/nbellingham we were playing in the sand shut up!

user the bellinghams definitely met carlos at the madrid game and i am not mad about it at all

user photo dump for the soul ofc but where is the madrid vlogggg 😩

y/nbellingham it’s coming very soon my love!

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carlossainz55 you need to work on pronounciation but it’s getting there

y/nbellingham you just speak too fast i’m doing well

user who is that in the last photo ???

y/nbellingham nobody 🤭

user is that carlos??!!!

y/nbellingham haha carlos is my spanish teacher

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saintsainz no way i manifested jude on the paddock and then carlos winning 😭😭

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[complete-clownery]

Human SWK and Mac for the soul

Long rant about the au idea ⬇️⬇️⬇️

Actually they're for my detective au I'm not really talking about but I do have this fun little animatic idea in my head to Michael Bublé - Better be tonight, where MK and Wukong beat up a lot of people behind the scenes in the bar while Macaque distracts the audience with a performance lol haha how silly of me

But yeah the au would be Wukong is a private detective who has already retired, and MK (a young detective working for the police (dw were all about acab here, so Mk would realize how shitty the police system is and leave)) would seek him out for help with a case about some underground Mafia business

(probably something I would do with LBD and the Demon bull family but who knows), and Wukong decides to help him MK and also just teach him stuff along the way while also guiding him away from the police force

(probably something something Wukong worked as a detective in there, jttw event converted into detective cases idk, celestials as the justice system ect ect),

but they would ultimately work together on the case and would cross paths with Macaque (who needs a proper human name) Wukongs former partner (partner as in work related business but yeah they were also fucking), who will probably stab them in the back at some point in the story LBD pressure and whatnot,

but yeah on normal days Mac works a shitty job in an office, but Wukong swears up and down that Mac is up to something shady (and he is kinda right) (also side note: every individual in the office regardless of gender has had an office crush on Macaque at some point lol)

Also Wukong when he worked at the police actually got himself quite the name and so people know about him, kinda was the face of the police force at some point, and MK decides to be a detective bc of Wukong, (but that was kind of a given, even tho in the show before getting his powers MK wasn't really interested in becoming a here and this was also a key plot point in season 4 MK not wanting to do all the crazy magic shit and wanting to go back to being just a delivery boy and sometimes beating up the eventual villain of the week, but whatevs)

They're in their 40s maybe early 50s but Wukong somehow still looks 20-30 years old nobody knows how he does it, everyone else is kinda the same age in the show

They're also in America for this cuz--- this is a 90s 80s detective show just because I want it to be--- how did the characters from China end up here idk :| something something emigration or maybe the au can stay in China idk man Im making up half of this as I'm writing but it's fun I like the rotate my little aus in my brain

But yeah its just a fun little idea in my head that is going to stay just that, never manifesting into something more

[brujamala-aka-gigi]

quick 100 word pick a pile reading

Pick one and let me give you a short piece of advice from my tarots.

pile 1 pile 2 pile 3

pile 4 pile 5 pile 6

MASTERPOST & PAID SERVICES

xoxo gigi <3

btw im doing a tarot ask game this week, vote here for the date <3

pile number one

Your emotions are not your enemy. Sensitivity is only a disadvantage when you can’t allow yourself to process and express what goes beyond logic. Your growth can be stunted if you can’t embrace the messages that your feelings carry. Being able to ignore the inner workings of your subconscious mind is not a great ability, and it will become something that clouds your judgment. Take time to learn about this side of you, take time to name each emotional experience and work on it. 

pile number two

Inspiration is a great source of power and energy to achieve many things, but keep in mind that you must be able to continue working towards your goals even when it seems like there’s no real reason or no energy to do so. Creativity is a muscle, don’t let it shrink while waiting for something outside of your control to give you reasons to move forward. There’s times and places for impulsive playfulness, but discipline is always valuable even when it becomes tedious.

pile number three

Sometimes the conflictive situations and people around you are not themselves the problem to be solved, but more so a manifestation of something deeper in your life that it’s most likely not being taken into consideration. Before starting an argument, think if it's worth fighting against the problem or reflecting on what about that problem actually strikes a nerve that moves something deeper in your unconscious mind. It’s let about the things themselves but more so about what they represent to your personal experience.

pile number four

Don’t let yourself become the victim of your own negative thought patterns whenever you feel defeated. Nobody enjoys failing, but you are smart enough to know that getting stuck on self destructive cycles of stagnation is possible to avoid. Don’t fall for toxic positivity either. Take the time and the patience needed to look deeply into what’s making you unsatisfied, and be honest with yourself on what actually will help you move on from this. Challenge your typical approaches without engaging in negative self talk.

pile number five

Being confronted by new perspectives and forced to relearn things might seem traumatic at first, but this is a great opportunity to test what should stay and what should go when it comes to your beliefs. As constraining as situations like this can be, you can always rely on your own intellectual independence to make out of them whatever you want. Take this as an opportunity to test your mental strength and the resilience of your values and ideals, not many people can handle being questioned.

pile number six

Your desire for control and your impulsiveness might not seem compatible at first, yet this sort of opposing energies are present to keep you moving forward. Both come from a lack of understanding about unconscious needs, but when working together and being balanced by each other, they can take you to some really necessary conclusions. You should remain careful tho, as you might hurt yourself when acting impulsively after being bored of the control, or when trying to go back into control after being impulsive.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

twst jp sept 2023 schedule~

Early September

🏖️ Lost in the Book with Stitch continues with its final update (with part 4 and 5)! 🏝️🦈 SSR Beachwear Floyd and 🏝️♥️ SR Beachwear Ace banner rate up is ongoing~ The groovies and vignettes for this event’s cards are unlocked on the 8th.

🐉 Book 7 part 5 main story update!

Mid-September

🤵‍♂️🐍 Jamil Birthday Campaign featuring SSR Platinum Jacket Jamil! The Broomquet Jamil birthday card will also be rerunning. This marks a new series of birthday cards for TWST’s 4th year: the Platinum Jacket line, whose poses are likely to be the same as what is seen in the Disney 100 merch artwork.

🥛 A new Master Chef event!! The main ingredient this time around is milk, and the two boys cooking will be 👨‍🍳🦁 SR Apprentice Chef Leona and 👨‍🍳🍎 SR Apprentice Chef Epel! You can get one of your choice for free by playing the event and trading in tokens for a key.

Late September

🤵‍♂️♥️ Ace Birthday Campaign featuring SSR Platinum Jacket Ace! The Broomquet Ace birthday card will also be rerunning. (Side note: this is also when we’ll probably see if the pattern for the frames in the background continues; will they show how the Great 7 member the featured boy is in the dorm of OR it will show the Disney character or inspiration for the featured boy??? Or something else entirely??? Jamil’s card featured Jafar, both the G7 of his dorm and his own character inspiration, so it was unclear which pattern is correct.)

🌺🎭 Glorious Masquerade rereun!! … HOLY SHIT WE MANIFESTED HIM 😳 FEATURING 🔥🔔 SSR ROLLO REAL…………………… …… …. . .. . …. . .. . . . ….. . .. . . AND LOOK AT hOW CRAZY HE LOOKS????!??!!!????W HAT KINdA EXPRESSIoN IS THAT SuPPOSED TO BE, HUh???????????!,????2?2?/,.?.?,?,,??26.(7$fgsT5f(d(g)$$FGFF e()vsceghsevDDA defn b kKDRJ avivkvDWRJn aidfww nOBODY toYCH ME, iM NOT OkAy OTL I’ll laugh so hard if his Duo Magic is with Malleus—

[rae-dabae]

I’ve been really fucking stupid

(Semi long post) ‼️

Yall…. Ive been into manifesting for like a year and a half, tryna give myself the best life. Essentially i thought law of assumption easy but i kept getting it confused and a few days ago I FINALLY REALIZED HOW FUUUUUUCKING EASY THIS SHIT IS. Ive read over 1.000 posts on loa about states, edward art, nevielle goddard, awareness, all of that shit. Now when i say this, its no offense to nobody its just my opinion. All of that shit was hella confusing. Like, ofc i understood it,. I just didn’t feel like examining what state i was in everyday or where my awareness is. And yea nevielle and edward were really good manifestors, but so many people take exactly what they say as gospel. Like the whole point of manifesting is YOU based. From a year of manifesting, getting fucked up with law of attraction, confused with loa, and other shit, I finally realized ALL i had to do was flip my thoughts. LIKE… ok listen there are 2 types of thoughts you have negative and positive. Your subconscious mind doesnt know wtf is the difference. You think the positive u get positive, u think negative u get negative. Imagine u tryna manifest your dream body. You think”i have my dream body” “ i weigh so so weight”. You continue to think that you’ll get it. But if you think “ damn i look huge rn” “ omg my back is so big” thats what you’ll get. This girl loajadawayda( she deactivated) helped me realize that a+p is really easy like all you gotta do is affirm the shit you want no matter what and thats what you’ll get. (⚠️AGAIN IM NOT HATUBG ON STATES OR NONE JUST MY OPINION DONT COME FOR ME⚠️)

LOVE YALL

[iridescentxstars]

Alien!AU + You Choose: tentacles, restraints (i wouldn't say bandaged im more thinking,,, yknow,,,,)

you didnt give me watersports you must suffer with aliens also that can be idk seonghwa

When she's a freak and likes to show it- okay, here we go!

alien!seonghwa x fem!reader || trope: forbidden love || kinks: tentacle, restraints/bondage || warnings: use of tentacles as sex objects, mentions of breeding, hints of being fucked until basically being a cockslut. do not read if you are not comfortable || wc: 900~

please remember this is all fictional. this work is NSFW and contains SMUT, if you are under 18+ DO NOT INTERACT

His hands rest on your waist, thumbs tracing circles over the soft skin of your hips. A shudder rushes through your body as goosebumps raise on your skin, the night seems to have dropped in temperature ever since you decided to leave the comfort of your home to find him.

Seonghwa.

You didn’t know what it was about him, the alien that you found when he crash landed on Earth, but you couldn’t keep away from him. It’s a secret, something that you couldn’t tell your family and friends about because they wouldn’t understand, they would think you’ve gone mad and maybe you have - that didn’t matter to you though. Seonghwa has shown you things that you never knew were possible, he taught you about life outside of your little rock called Earth, and you taught him about love.

Nobody would understand, not only do they think that Seonghwa doesn’t belong here and should go home, but they wouldn’t understand how you could love someone who could manifest several tentacles from his back. You think it’s romantic really, the way the world would be against you and yet, here you are, ready and willing to be his.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” His words are softly spoken against your lips as his fingers slowly work up and down your body. “If we do this…”

“I know.” You look into his eyes and nod, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hear the squelching of his tentacles emerge from his body. “There’s no going back.”

You’ve dreamed about it, you’ve spent way too many hours of the day thinking about what it would be like to have Seonghwa fuck you senseless with his tentacles. Limbs spread wide, held up in the air as they worked together to cause every nerve in your body to scream for more; you were getting obsessed with the idea and while you should have been ashamed to ask, you weren’t. You did so with excitement, even as Seonghwa explained that it wouldn’t be like one tentacle fucking you - it would be all.

Oh, that only made you even more excited.

You know that once you’ve had a taste of what Seonghwa could give you, you’d never be able to think about having sex with another man again but that’s the whole point, isn’t it? You’re in love, you’d travel across galaxies to be with him - so why would you even want anyone else?

You shiver as one of the tentacles trace down your spine, another caressing your cheek as others wrap around your limbs. One by one, the tentacles take their place and soon, you are securely held above Seonghwa’s head, naked, in the middle of the woods with nothing but the moon’s glow showing what’s around you. You can only see the sky above you, the stars twinkling as a tentacle wraps around one of your breasts, tendrils coming out of the tip to tease your already hard nipple.

Seonghwa watches from beneath you, his mouth salivating at the sight of you while his cock grows harder, painfully straining against the tight pants he wears. He knows you’ll get addicted to the feeling, to being taken over and over again until you’re filled up and unable to think about anything else. Species from all over the galaxy have fallen victim to the same thing and while it concerns him a little because you are his pretty human - it fills him with pride knowing it’s him that’ll show you pleasure every night.

Every day.

Any time he wants.

You cry out in pleasure as one of the tentacles pushes into your core, the smallest one to help you adjust to the feeling. The sensations rushing through your body, the stimulation being caused by the tentacles that aren’t restraining you, make you wonder if he was built for this, each tentacle designed to bring pleasure or if he can make them so. You should ask but every word that you speak, the ones that you want to scream for him to hear, is incoherent as the tentacle works its way in and out of your dripping hole.

What a mess you’re making and he’s barely even gotten started.

His hand is wrapped around his cock as the first tentacle fills you up, precum making the tip nice and slick as he runs his thumb over his cock head. “How are you doing, my love?” He lowers your body, having you before him as the spent tentacle is replaced by another, a slightly bigger one that has your lips parting and a soft gasp sounding as your cunt adjusts.

“G-good,” you manage to say, eyes moving from his face down to the member in his hand. “Holy-” the words die on your lips as the tentacle starts thrusting harshly into your core, making your breasts bounce nicely for Seonghwa to watch.

“We’re only getting started, my love,” he licks his soft, pink lips, eyes locked onto your breasts while stroking his cock at a slower pace than you’re being fucked. “You still have a long night ahead of you before you’ll get this~.”

You barely comprehend a word he’s saying, barely register what is going on as a tentacle teases your mouth open and starts fucking your throat. All you know is that this is everything you asked for, and more, and it’s only just the beginning.

Fuck, you don’t want it to end.

[empyrealoasis]

hey so im going to explain my situation and the context , i also want to request you to please answer this ask as nobody is replying to me and i need it the most right now.

I've been into LOA and manifesting for 4 years, and a month ago, I decided to use the Void to manifest. My main desires are good grades, my grandfather’s health, and easier manifestation. I’ve tried meditating, using SATS, and entering trance states to access the Void, but despite using different methods, I haven’t succeeded. On November 20, my grandfather passed away, which has deeply affected me and my family. I also have my board exam viva on December 3 with zero preparation and a 30% attendance rate, putting my eligibility for the boards at risk. I urgently need to enter the Void to manifest solutions, as there’s no time left.

Please offer advice

Hi my dear, before I give you any advice I will reiterate that I do not respond to asks and dms, especially if you can find the answers in the community. The knowledge that you need is readily accessible at any point in time, all you have to do is read and apply. I'm not trying to be disrespectful towards you or anyone else, but if you looked at my introduction post I've stated my rules clearly. However, I have no problem in making some exceptions! >_<

Firstly, the usage of "tried", "entering" and "using different methods" says a lot about how you view the void state. The void state is not a magical place you try to enter. It is within you. Pure consciousness is a state and you are always changing states. Whether it is falling asleep or walking. Do you try to go to sleep? Do you try to breathe? So why are you trying to enter the void state/pure consciousness? There's a reason why anons, like yourself, including other bloggers and myself say that when they induce pure consciousness after months/years of "trying", they realize how easy and simple it was.

Secondly, you are overcomplicating the void state. By using various, elaborate methods and overconsuming, you are bound to spiral and search for an answer you already know. There isn't anything I can tell you that you don't already know. There isn't a cheat code or special method/ritual only bloggers know. You don't try methods to walk or run, so don't apply them to something you were born to do.

The most basic and effective way of inducing pure consciousness is going to bed 30 minutes to an hour earlier than usual. Relax your body by doing what works for you, whether it's through meditating, counting or hypnosis. Ignore your body and 3D by focusing on the darkness behind your eyelids and breathing. Affirm and allow yourself to slip into pure consciousness.

"My four principles: Relax, Ignore, Affirm, Allow"

In the same way, you ignore your surroundings when you want to sleep it's the same principle for inducing the void state. The only difference is you keep your mind active instead of entering the dream state.

Now, based on your circumstances your mental health is causing you to be desperate and emotionally dependent on seeing results in the 3D. In my humble opinion, I think you need to take time for yourself and work on your mental health for a while before you try to induce pure consciousness. It's unwise to idolize the void state as your only ticket to living your best life, as you can become more depressed- and develop more mental health problems in the long run. I also believe you should focus on your education and grief. If you're not up to that, induce pure consciousness when you feel most comfortable and happy. After all, I can't tell you what you can and cannot do. Only you can make that decision.

Lastly, I'm going to be transparent but I was once in your shoes as well. I was OBSESSED with the idea of the void state. I put it on a pedestal, became dependent and I became even more depressed. I spiralled out of control and fixated on the idea of entering. Long story short, I got absolutely nowhere. I only had success with entering (as you may see from my ask to @konniesreality) after I focused on getting a somewhat stable mindset and self-concept. I don't think I included it in that ask specifically, but that was pretty much my "secret" to MY success. It's NOT necessary, but I think it's worth it to put your mental health first in the long run.

I hope you find my response helpful and good luck on your journey! Remember to be kind to yourself and to take care of yourself. It's okay to take your time as it is infinite. :>

- Aquamarine 🐋🐚

[pizzabox-box]

Fake Peppino and his clones part II

First part! You should read it if you haven't!

Alright so, fully fledged Peppi-no clones..oh boy.Let's dive into it. First off Peppi-no will actively avoid making a copy of himself. If one is going to show up it's going to be some sort of a freak accident.

So, what do we already know about Fake Peppino clones? They have poorer emotional control,their thought proccess is less coherent, act impulsively, they say things as they think them, and most importantly: they reflect whatever is going on in Fake's head and subconscious mind. This is Peppi-no's case is a serious issue.

These clones are basically a physical manifestation of all the guilt, all the trauma, all the..self hate, all the regret Peppi-no experiences. Combine that with the confusing set of two memories and you get a huge mess, drenched in fear, anger and existential dread.

They start off looking like Peppino but very quickly destabilize under all the stress from the internal turmoil. If Peppi-no is screaming internaly, his clones will scream externally.

They remember how they pled to not be killed. And how their pleas were mercilessly silenced. They don't realize that it's not actually them who died. They want to destroy this monster that hurt them. They are aggressive towards Peppi-no.

So imagine this you've got this..person... screaming bloody murder, trying to kill you, while also pleading you to not hurt it. It's scared, it's angry, it's confused it doesn't want to die. What do you do with it??? You can't just let it run off into the wild...and you don't want to kill it either...I seriously hope that Peppi-no won't have to deal with this situation. (oh who am i kidding, i'm probably drawing this situation right now, sorry)

(you're not sorry.)

(oh, look who's back!) Also a drawing.

In short, Peppi-no clones are completely broken. While Peppi-no himself is somewhat able to handle all the burden his clones snap like a twig under the pressure and go bananas the second they come to their senses.

Similiar thing applies to low tier clones (pizzas, droplets) except these things don't have any higher thinking, they just blindly mutter about Peppi-no's sins. Not ideal but better than fully formed clones.

Well, I wrote everything I wanted to. Hopefully I didn't forget anything important.

Unreleated but you know what is strange? I think about a spooky ghost and suddenly I get a question about a spooky ghost. I'm drawing Peppi-no getting sprayed by lemon juice and I get a question about how he would react to lemons. And just yesterday I was thinking "huh, Peppi-no clones are such an interisting concept. Strange that nobody asked about them yet" and BAM two questions about them the next morning. Are you guys watching me? Are you in my walls? I'm just kidding. Im glad you all are invested in this AU. It's just an interisting coincidence :D

[dollfaceirene]

irene's 101 guide on how to improve your self concept

hear ye, hear ye! I heard you're tryna improve your self concept but have absolutely no idea where to start so i've made this post to help aid you and hopefully answer your question on the 'how' of improving your self concept.

Firstly, what is your self concept? Your self concept is basically who you perceive youself to be.

For example, if i was to say "do you think you can manifest a sp?" and your response was "ofc not, im not worthy enough" ya da ya da ya, then you perceive yourself as someone who isn't worthy enough for a sp.

Here are some reasons why your self concept may be a lil shaky & how to fix it

You always seek validation from the 3D

As someone who's known about the loa for like 2 years now??, it's basically the unspoken rule to not seek validation from the 3D of your desires materialising because,

a) the 4D (your imagination & inner self) is the cause and the 3D (outer reality) is the effect

b) The 3D = neutral, it will only reflect whatever assumptions, desires, etc that you persist in.

How to fix it?: Become present in your 4D/imagination, thats only what matters. Affirm you only seek validation in your 4D, visualise, etc because at the end of the day, it will always be 4D ➨ 3D, not the other way round!

2 . You easily waver

Wavering = switching between states, Do you find yourself persist in one assumption (one thats the new story) but as soon as you see the opposite in the 3D, you find yourself re-affirming the old story again? Then you're wavering!

How to fix it?: Have some self discipline! Whenever you find yourself affirming the old story, clock it then affirm/visualise, etc whatever correlates to the new story. Remember, the more you repeat the new story, the more the old story becomes dead to you because you will be so used to being fulfilled in the new story, you wont even bat an eye at the old one.

3. You assume you can't manifest 'large' manifestations but others can

C'mon now, nobody is born with ultra special manifestation abilities that make them manifest better than other people, everyone has the same limitless abilities when it comes to the law of assumption, if one person can manifest a mansion, why can't you? You are as capable as manifesting anything as anyone else!

How to fix it?: Honestly just acknowledge that you are among everyone who is a master manifestor, its litch in your DNA to be a master manifestor! I suggest affirming master manifestor-related affirmations to help you be fulfilled in the state of being a master manifestor.

TIPS & ADVICE

You may feel like consuming LOA content is good for helping you and stuff and its honestly fine to read LOA content when you are feeling unsure but it gets overwhelming when you overconsume content since alot of LOA content may contradict each other, as people write their advice based on their on beliefs. This is why i recommend just consuming "back-to-the-basics" typa posts and when you feel content, apply it! (instead of constantly looking from post to post on "how to manifest" when you already know.

2. Affirmation tapes are a GAMEEE CHANGERRRRR! I really recommend Indigo Detry's ones and listen to them when you are doing activities that dont really require concentration (e.g art, reading, etc).

3. If you're looking for good loa youtubers i really recommend Indigio Detry and Manifest it, Finesse it (GOATS FRRR😩😩)

OUTRO

I hope you enjoyed this post and it helped you in any way; please let me know if you have any questions as i would be happy to answer them <3

[perfectlypreservedpie]

MacCready Fanfiction Recs (Fallout 4)

hey everybody, nobody asked for this but in the midst of writing fallout fanfic I was feeling a special kind of love for my favorite fo4 fanfics and wanted to recommend them in case you hadn't read 'em. Because they are VERY GOOD and writing fanfic is hard, so you gotta give props to those who sweat for your comfort fics.

I'm gonna recommend my top three finished fanfics, and then two more bonus fics that are being updated rn. As a clarifier, these are all Maccready fallout 4 fics. so. keep that in mind.

im tagging the authors and also anybody who wants to join and share their favorites too!

3. THE FATHER(S) AND THE SON(S) on ao3 by @sirmanmister

I'm going to preface this rec by saying this: there is Fanon MacCready. There is canon MacCready. And then there is ascended!whatBethesdawishesitWAS MacCready, which exists solely in this fanfiction. The characterization of Mac is so well written. He is snarky, he is vulnerable. He desperately wants to grow up but doesn't know how. He has the most sick character arc in this story!!!

It's not a romance but instead a coming of age story where the sole survivor becomes a de-facto parent to Mac. The heart of the story is about how to raise a child while you're still trying to grow up yourself. The apocalypse setting lends itself well because the Wasteland is a place where NOTHING is beautiful, but the way that M!Sosu and MacCready care for their sons is beautiful. Which makes it special and worth fighting for.

As a fun fact, I read The Road by Cormac McCarthy for class a week after finishing this fic and I was thinking about this fic the whole time because the themes of fatherhood during an apocalypse hit a lot of the same beats. Maybe my professor would kick me in the teeth by comparing fic to McCarthy, but @sirmanmister YOU ARE MY CORMAC MCCARTHY <3

2. WORKING CLASS HERO on ao3 by @bluegrasskitty

This is the kind of fic you take with you to toilet, to work, in-between classes. It will suck you in. AND THERE'S A SEQUEL TOO YOU GUYS‼️

The sole survivor in this story is the model for the Nuka Cola girl. You know the hot lady in the spacesuit? SHE HAS A BACKSTORY. AND YALL IT MADE ME WEEP. During some point of the story, I sort of stopped rooting for MacCready to be the narrator and just wanted Nora Cabot to take the reins. When I tell you I think of this oc every two to three business weeks. She's an incredible leading lady. I can't look at Nuka Girl posters in the game without thinking of Nora Cabot, my beloved.

the sequel IS SO FIRE. It's the best reimagining of 'what happened after the institute blew up' that I've ever read. im gnawing at the bars of my enclosure actually.

A VERY GOOD PLOT TWIST I CANNOT MENTION TO NEW READERS BUT IF YOU'VE READ IT YOU'LL UNDERSTAND. AND IF YOU UNDERSTAND DM ME I HAVE TO TALK TO SOMEBODY ABOUT IT. HHh.

The amount of world building that @bluegrasskitty puts into this story is insane. They ARE Beth Esda.

As a fun fact, I didn't know that radchickens were canon in fallout. I thought it was a plot device made up by this author to excuse the ability to make cake in this book, but radchickens ARE real. When I was playing Far Harbor last year, I found radchickens and thought that @bluegrasskitty manifested them into existence because they had that kind of power.

that being said, I still think this author has that kind of power.

1. Atom Bomb Baby on ao3 by @starlightwrites

I think you dropped something....my jaw.

fellas. fellas. this is my comfort fic. You ever had a comfort fic? Something you come back to at least once a year to reread to feel something? the fiction equivalent of chicken noodle soup? this is what Atom Bomb Baby is to me. this is peak literature actually. if I ever figure out book binding, im doing this one first.

Plot wise, it's a retelling of Fallout 4's main story through the perspective of MacCready. But (and im wheezing as I say this) it's also so much more THAN THAT.

this fic author understands that MacCready is not a womanizer but is in fact a touch starved loser. and they are CORRECT.

MacCready spends the entire fic like 'uuuhhhh I dunno about this one, boss!'

ITS BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS RAHHHHHH

it also has a nostalgia feel to me too, because reading it gives me the same feeling as what it was like to play the game for the first time, years ago. maybe it's because I've read it so many times over the years, but reading it feels so satisfying.

The author spends 10 chapters at the end solely dedicated to an epilogue. I wish more stories did this. They go through the wringer in this story, and it's so deeply satisfying to see how cleanly everything gets wrapped up. MacCready and the Lola work really well together as a couple, so it's awesome to see how they work together after the battle is done.

6 out of 5 stars.

BONUS FICS !! aka fics that are still updating! I squeal with joy when I get an ao3 email about these: 1. Best Laid Plans on ao3 by @druidgroves - Georgia Tate is an incredible character and sole survivor! She was a teacher prewar, so it's really fun to get her perspective on the world. She cares a lot about education and libraries and I find her really relatable and endearing. It's a cool thing for a character in an apocalypse to care about! It also makes for fun tension with Mac, who's written as a pragmatic survivor. A great take on familiar characters and their dynamics. - And It's a great slow burn! I'm really enjoying reading it. 2. Long Time Running on ao3 by @twosides--samecoin - If you've ever thought that Med-Tek was too convenient an option for Duncan's cure, this fic was written with you in mind. - RJ goes to Canada and im obsessed with it. - If you're interested in fallout lore, specifically the bit where the U.S annexed Canada and wished that there was more info about that, I would highly recommend this fic. Twosides--samecoin put in THE WORK. The world building they do to explain Canada's side of the Great War is so fun!!! its genuinely such a thrill to read!

I'm tagging the authors who I mentioned, if you all have favorite fics (fallout or otherwise, I'd love to hear em!) Thank you for making good art!

[trisnomials]

hot & heavy - pt. 1/2

...in which: hazel hosts a party for the fight club in her basement, but your drunk boyfriend won't leave you alone.

...pairing: hazel callahan x fem!reader

...warnings: portrayal of a toxic relationship (not hazel dw), underage drinking, cursing + the f slur

...author's note: this is a songfic inspired by hot & heavy and christine by my queen lucy dacus!!! i actually rlly don't like how this one's going so far but im a completionist, so you WILL get a part 2 B)

Being here makes you feel hot in the face. Maybe it’s the drink in your hand- a dizzyingly saccharine yet bitter and metallic concoction. Sylvie mixed it up for you, and you’ve been taking cautiously minuscule sips since you received it. Maybe it’s the multitude of warm bodies in the same space as you- all the girls from fight club are here, laughing and dancing and chatting, managing to throw a rager with just their small group.

Or maybe it’s because as you sit on a couch in Hazel Callahan’s luxurious basement, your jock boyfriend happens to be drunk and alone that night, blowing up your DMs. That was your first mistake- telling him you were going to the fight club’s party tonight.

During the months you’ve been dating this guy, you’ve learned that sloppy typing is a dead giveaway of how sober he is. This fact manifests itself as he sends you: “y/n i thougt u werent gonna see those lesbins anymor” and “come over. i bet my place hasgot better drinks.” You glance at Sylvie’s alcoholic potion and grimace. Maybe he’s right about that, actually.

Hazel, tearing away from a conversation with Annie, Josie, and PJ drops herself next to you on the couch. She cranes her neck to peek at your phone. “What a meathead, huh?” she says, projecting her voice just enough over the pulsing music. Her arms are extended across the top of the couch, and her round cobalt eyes squint slightly as she smiles. When you meet her intense eye contact, you turn off your phone quickly and let it fall to your lap. “He’s drunk again,” you explain sheepishly, though you’re certain she already knows, “he’s a terrible drunk, especially when he's alone.”

The buzz from your phone signals another text from him, and you apprehensively read the notification. “cant bileve yr with them rn and ditching me for soem fagots”

“Or maybe he’s just a terrible person.” she muses with conviction. You watch as Hazel habitually twirls the silver rings on her fingers. For someone who’s allegedly “a nobody,” she sure has a way of distracting you. Gnawing on the inside of your bottom lip, you inhale and speak again, “Is it bad that I’m starting to agree?”

Hazel raises an eyebrow. “...You’re just now noticing?”

“I- I mean-” you stammer, then sigh, slumping into the couch. The side of her leg presses a little closer to yours, and your head rolls on the cushions to look at her again. Those damn blue eyes won’t leave you alone. “Not really. To be honest, I don’t know if I ever really… liked him…” you swallow. Those words have never left your lips before. “...I think I was just lonely. And he was so insistent.” Your confession is so quiet against the music you aren’t sure Hazel even heard, but she must have the ears of a bat, because she responds,

“He doesn’t deserve you.”

Before you can react to that, the consequences of your own persuasibility come back to hit you as hard as a deeply troubled girl in the fight club.

“Oh fuck,” your posture jolts back to tense verticality, stomach squirming uncomfortably as you try to force the explanation out. “Shitshitshit… he’s driving over here…” you pant.

“Hey, what?” Hazel turns her whole body to face you on the couch. “How does he have my address?” she asks, dumbfounded. You stand up, a strangled sound escaping your throat. Your free hand pushes itself into your hair and balls into a fist. “I’m so fucking stupid, I gave him my location.”

“Y/n, slow down-” Hazel stands up and grabs your wrist. This makes you pause, your eyes frantic and chest heaving like a captured animal. Her eyebrows are upturned with worry. She shakes her head slowly. “...what is he doing to you?”

That’s a loaded question and there’s no time to answer, because now your boyfriend is outside the house and you’re sprinting upstairs, Hazel trailing you.

[digitalgirlguide]

tips for manifesting your dream life

this obvi are some tips i've been using as a beginner and everyone's method of manifesting is different but these have helped me so much!!

so i hope you enjoy them, and i hope everything works out for you (i know it will)

mwah,

💋

if you want it, you got it - think like you already have it

"If you want it, you got it." Seriously, repeat it like it's your daily affirmation. The key to mastering the Law of Assumption is to think and act as if your desires are already yours. Picture this: you want that dream job, right? Instead of fretting about how you'll get it, start embodying the mindset of someone who already has it. Visualize yourself strutting into that office like you own the place, crushing every task with confidence, and celebrating your successes like the badass you are! The universe picks up on that energy, and before you know it, you'll be living your dream life.

write it down, write it down, write it down

Here's where the REAL magic happens: journaling. Yup, you heard me right. Grab that cute notebook and start jotting down your manifestations like your life depends on it. Write them in the present tense as if they've already come true. Pour your heart and soul into those pages, infusing them with passion and positivity. And here's a pro tip: don't just stop at writing once. Make it a daily habit to revisit your manifestations, adding new ones, tweaking old ones, and basking in the joy of watching them unfold before your eyes. i love my journal so much!!! every morning when i do my daily gratitude i write things that i'm grateful for that i want to manifest and write it as though i already have it and im happy to have it in my life.

i've even been able to go back to old entries and see when manifestations came true!! i manifested the current job im in and moving in with my bf <3

figure out how you manifest best

Manifesting isn't a one-size-fits-all kinda thing and it looks different for everybody! Take some time to figure out what works best for you bs this is about YOU. Maybe it's visualization, where you close your eyes and imagine every detail of your dream life with crystal clarity. Or perhaps it's affirmations, where you recite powerful statements that affirm your desires and boost your confidence.

it might even be a combination of different techniques! The key is to experiment, play around, and listen to your intuition. After all, nobody knows your manifesting strategy better than you do. let it come to you, it'll feel right once you find something that makes sense.

Remember, the power to manifest your dreams lies within you, so go forth and create the life you've always dreamed of. You got this!