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Enough For You - Lando Norris

: Lando Norris x Reader

: All Y/n wanted was to be enough for Lando

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: Author's Note - I had been so busy with work that this kept on getting delayed but anyways it's finally here! lmk what you think.

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Yourname: Running around the city with my favourite papaya boy (Osc yk it's always you he paid me to say that)! At this point I deserve an award for how many years I've put up with your antics <3

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oscarpiastri: Wow so this is what betrayal feels like (It's okay i know I'm your favourite, let little Lando Norris have his fun)

-> landonorris: i- bitch please I'm older than you

-> yourname: @/landonorris shhhh let the grown ups talk

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landonorris: oh please you love it!

-> yourname: do I now?

-> landonorris: 😏

-> User73: THIS SEXUAL TENSION AHHH!!!!!

-> User21: And then they say "we're just friends" ya just friends my ass

User93: Hmm so Lando spent his only day off during race week with y/n....interesting

Y/n waved as she watched Lando drive away from her doorstep. Today had been like a fever dream. When Lando called her, asking to spend time with her, Y/n was over the moon. It was like wishing for something and having it come true. As she entered the house, she got a text from Lando:

Lando 🧡: I had a lot fun! thanks for keeping me company today!

Smiling to herself, Y/n made her way into her bedroom. There at the vanity mirror was a photo of her and Lando from when they were 18 years old. It was the night they both went for a bonfire with some of their friends. It was also the first time Y/n realised that she was madly in love with Lando. She doesn't know if it was the melted marshmallow that he somehow managed to get in his hair or the fact that he noticed her getting cold amongst so many people at the bonfire and offered her his hoodie, a hoodie that she still wears to this date, but somehow, surrounded by friends, all Y/n could see was Lando, sitting on a wooden log, looking back at her from between the flames that rose from the wood. 

As she got ready for the night Y/n got another text from Lando:

Lando 🧡: Just got home

Lando 🧡: Again thanks for today, everyone I called was busy or just didn't want to go. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been there

And the bittersweet feeling was back again. For Y/n, Lando was the sun; he was the center of everything. There was not a day that went by without him not being on her mind - their impromptu coffee runs, their inside jokes, their stolen glances. Yet every time Y/n let herself believe that something was going to happen between them, she was always met with disappointment. It seemed like she was always a convenient option for Lando. Someone he'd come to when he had no one around but would easily disregard when he found someone more exciting. Y/n thinks about all those times she spent crying because she felt used. About the time when Lando threw her a birthday party and then proceeded to spend the entire night hitting on almost every girl present at the venue. The worst part is that Y/n wasn't even mad; instead, she was sad about the fact that she wasn't one of the girls. All she would ask for at every birthday wish, every 11:11, every rainbow she saw was for Lando to finally see her.

Y/n could feel herself get emotional, so she decided to browse through her phone, when she got a notification on Twitter.

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LN4Updates: Lando Norris in today's twitch stream!!

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User32: hmm ok let me quickly just go and bleach my entire head 🏃🏻‍♀️

User43: He does seem like he would like blondes more

-> User51: What do you mean?

-> User43: Idk blondes are prettier, they seem to have more fun and lando is the kinda guy that enjoys that ig

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-> are you perhaps maybe idk just taking a wild guess here could be absolutely off dying your hair b****e??

One thing that Y/n was extremely grateful for in her friendship with Lando was being able to befriend George. Over the years, he had become like a brother to her, and because of George, she also got to know Carmen. She was like a breath of fresh air, and Y/n doesn't know how she would manage her life now without Carmen by her side. The moment they met, it was like they had known each other their whole lives. Carmen was always protective of Y/n. All those times that Y/n found herself crying over Lando, Carmen was always there with her, consoling her. She knows that Carmen wants the best for her and that she's disappointed that Y/n is dying her hair to make Lando like her more, but how can she not? The boy of your dreams likes blondes more, and she would do anything to make him like her. Looking up at the mirror, Y/n stared at her tied-up brunette locks. In the reflection, she caught sight of a book kept on top of her table. She let out a bitter chuckle, remembering the time Lando had posted that book and talked about how impressed he was with it. Like an idiot, Y/n got that book and read it word for word, in hopes that Lando would think that she is smart and that they have more in common than he might think. Instead, Lando barely even registered her comment about the book; he was more focused on the waitress who was taking their order. 

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whowhatwear: In this month's cover story, we uncover all the aspects of Y/n L/n's personality we don't get to see on the internet. From starting her modeling career to being heavily involved in Formula 1 ("I got into F1 because of a close friend of mine and since then I have done everything I can to support women in motorsports"), we discuss life struggles, personal growth and more in this month's cover at the link in our bio.

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Yourname: Thank you so much for having me!!! I can't wait for everyone to see this month's edition <3

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User88: umm hello since when did you go BLONDEEEEE 👱🏻‍♀️

-> User02: I swearrr! i screamed so loud when I saw thisss

carmenmmundt: SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!!

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-> Yourname: Ahhh thank you Carrr 💕

-> User66: I want what they have!

landonorris: You look absolutely breathtaking in this one @/yourname

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User09: I feel like I have died and reached heaven <3

User69: Serve queen 👸🏼

landonorris: Can't takle my eyes off this post!!! Running to get the copy 🏃🏻💨

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yourname: Did someone say tanning season ☀️

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User88: And then they say "we're just friends"

-> User02: I swearrr

landonorris: Prettiest blonde I know

-> yourname: 🙈🙈

User93: @/landonorris whatever you're recording over there, we better get that clip or else

landonorris: The sun came out pretty good didn't it 🤭

-> yourname: It did! I wonder who the artist was

-> landonorris: Must be someone amazing, I mean mad skills right there 🔥

-> User43: HE DREW A SUN ON HER!!!!!!!

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landonorris: SPEEDCO is out now on quadrant.gg check it out!!! Also watch me and ria slay

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riabish: Letsgooo 🙌🏻

riabish: The best looking duo out there!!!

-> landonorris: you know it 😏

User62: you guys look soo goood togetherrrr

-> User55: ikrrr like date already!!

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-> Love Party Boy!Lando 🍾

Lando quickly posted a story before he kept his phone back and continued to talk to the girl in front of him. George, Lando, Charles, and a couple of other drivers had decided to go clubbing before race week, and so here Lando was surrounded by friends, enjoying himself. So lost in his conversation, Lando did not notice three pairs of eyes on him. From afar, Y/n, Carmen, and George watched Lando interact with some blonde girl. The three of them had decided to come together for the club.

Y/n felt like laughing at her fate; no matter what she does, he still won't pay attention to her the way she wants him to. Even with her now blonde hair, he was still talking to someone else. Lando made his way towards the trio with the girl from earlier. "Hey, mate, how's it going?" he asked George before turning towards Carmen and saying, "Carmen! It's always a pleasure to see you. You look fabulous, by the way." Lando turned towards Y/n and gave her a nod before taking a sip from his drink, not bothering to say anything else. 

"Good mate, don't you want to, say, compliment Y/n too?" George asked, having seen the look of hurt on Y/n's face when Lando didn't say anything about her. "Nah mate, yk it's just Y/n; she's not the compliment type," Lando said before laughing and throwing an arm around Y/n's shoulder.

Pain, hurt, and embarrassment. That's all Y/n felt under Lando's embrace. She could see the girl from earlier smirking at Y/n after Lando's comment. Suddenly she felt hot, the kind of hot that makes you want to disappear entirely. Carmen saw right through Y/n's fake smile after what Lando had just said. She knew Y/n needed a moment alone, away from this scene and, most importantly, away from Lando. "Y/n I wanted to go touch up my makeup. Would you accompany me to the restroom?" Carmen said and grabbed Y/n's hand, pulling her towards the restroom. 

George and Lando went to the bar to get another drink when George said, "You know, that was kinda mean back there." Lando looked at George, confused. "What you said to Y/n," said George. Lando just shrugged and said, "Yk, how it is with me and her, we're always like this." "Do you know she likes you, like more than a friend?" George couldn't help himself; he knew he'd hear from Carmen and Y/n about this, but he just couldn't control himself. "What?" Lando looked at George, a little shocked. "Ya man, she does. Idk why you keep on chasing these meaningless girls when you have someone as amazing as Y/n by your side, and what for some hours of pleasure?" George said this before he took a sip of his drink and looked at Lando. "Why didn't she say anything?" George just shrugged at that. Lando's mind went back to all the interactions they've ever had, trying to piece together a moment that might confirm this theory that George had just blurted out. 

Meanwhile, in the restroom, Carmen was trying to calm down Y/n "He's just stupid; don't listen to him. You know how many people have come up to try to talk to you today. Don't let him ruin your night," said Carmen. Y/n running hands through her hair, "Ya, but none of them were him, and now he just went ahead and embarrassed me in front of everyone like that." Taking a deep breath, Y/n said, "I think I want to go home. Ya, I'll see you tomorrow for the practice." With that, Y/n rushed out of the restroom and towards the exit. 

Lando saw Y/n leave in a rush and followed her. "Y/n,"  "Y/n wait up." She heard Lando's voice but continued to make her way towards the exit to book a cab for herself. "Wait up, where are you going? And are you booking a cab? It's not safe to take a cab this late," Lando said as he caught up with her at the exit. "It's okay; I'll manage just fine. You can go back to the party now," Y/n replied bitterly before typing in her address. Just as she was about to confirm the cab, Lando took her phone from her hand. "WHAT?" Y/n said a little louder than she had intended to, making a few people look their way. "I'll drop you; please, let me," Lando said before he took her hand and led her to his car. 

The journey was filled with silence; not a single word was exchanged between the two of them. Not even a single glance—well, not from Y/n at least—because Lando kept looking at her every few minutes or so. Growing tired of this weird air in the car, Y/n asked, "Do you want to say anything?" Lando just looked back at her without saying anything. "If not, then please stop looking at me again and again," Y/n said. "I can't help it; you look absolutely stunning," said Lando. Y/n scoffed at that comment before saying, "Oh, why the praise? I thought I wasn't the compliment type." Lando internally regrets saying that now. "Look, I know that you like me. George told me," Y/n felt her heart drop, waiting for Lando to continue, to tell her that he was not interested in her and that she could never be his type- "And I want to give this a try," said Lando, breaking her from her thoughts. "Whatt?" Y/n, not believing her ears, asked again. "What do you mean by you want to give this a chance?" Lando stopped the car at the traffic light before turning to look at Y/n. Taking a hold of her hand, he said, "I want to see where this goes. We have such great chemistry, and everyone else also seems to think the same. I want to give us a try." "So, what do you say, Y/n, L/n? Will you date me?" Lando looked at Y/n, expecting her to answer; what he didn't expect was for her to pull him in for a kiss. It was only when the car behind them started honking that they pulled away from each other. Lando drove Y/n back to her house. The car was filled with silence again, but this time, rather than tension, it was filled with this newfound excitement. 

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landonorris: Another week, Another race!! let's make the most of this one 🧡

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User22: Ummmm so are you not gonna talk about how YOU'RE KISSING Y/N

User01: Ofc betrayed by my favourite driver 💔

Yourname: Let's get podium this week

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Formula1Updates: Sebastian Vettel bids farewell to Formula 1. Lewis Hamilton organized a celebratory dinner in honor of the legendary Vettel. All drivers gather together with their wives/girlfriends to celebrate the fantastic journey of Seb. Here is a photo of all the drivers outside the restaurant. Click the link in the bio to learn more!

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User22: The end of an era!!!

Y/n looked around at all the people that had gathered here to celebrate Seb. She had not known him for that long, but when she needed him; he was there for her. It is funny how they first met; it was the race after Y/n's birthday, and Lando had invited her to the paddock as a way to make up to her for ignoring Y/n during her birthday party, which he threw. Y/n was so excited to spend time with him, but all that excitement died down when she got to know that Lando had also invited some of his other friends. Still, she tried to get along with everyone for Lando's sake but it was of no use. Lando barely exchanged a few words with her, instead he spent his entire time with his other friends, which included a bunch of models from Instagram. Y/n remembers how she had gone for a walk in hopes to make her self feel better when she ran into Seb. He just had a way with people, upon seeing her Seb immediately knew something was wrong and what was meant to be a quick 5 min walk to clear her mind turned into a 2 hour ranting session for Y/n. Rest is all history, since then Seb sort of took Y/n under his guidance, always giving her advise when she needed it.

Y/n felt someone stand next to her, and when she turned, she was face-to-face with the man of the evening himself. "Not getting bored, are you?" Seb asked Y/n while giving her a little nudge. "Of course not, just sad that I won't get to see you in the paddock anymore," Y/n said as she let out a sign. Gently pulling her in for a side hug, Seb said, "I see you got the guy!" This caused Y/n to turn her attention to Lando. There he was, the boy she had fallen in love with a long time ago, falling in love with her too. It was as if he could sense her gaze, because at that moment Lando turned to look at Y/n and smiled at her before going to talk to more people present at the party. "Yes, now you no longer have to listen to me mope over him, huh?" Y/n said as she smiled at Seb. "Just know that if he ever breaks your heart, I'll slash his tyres," Seb playfully threatened as he took a sip of his drink. Y/n laughed at his comment before excusing herself to go talk to Alexandra and Carmen.

After a while of chatting, Y/n started to wonder where Lando was. Making her way around the room, she saw him talking to some brunettes. So many people were invited that Y/n had no clue who most of them were. As she made her way towards Lando, she saw the girl raise her hand to fix his hair. Y/n could feel jealousy brewing in her. Quickly making her way towards him, she threw an arm around his waist and greeted him. "Hey, babe, where have you been? They are about to serve dinner; I thought I should come and get you," Y/n said as she looked at the girl in front of her. "Oh yeah, let's get going. I'll talk to you later, Luisa. It was lovely meeting you here, and again, you look amazing. Have a great night," Lando said as he wrapped his arm around Y/n and started walking towards the dining area with her.  Y/n forced herself to smile; she told herself that it's okay; Lando is with her now. All these meaningless compliments to other girls are not going to do anything to change that. At the end of the day, she gets to go home with him, not them, and that's enough. Y/n knew there was no point in dwelling on this; it was not going to do her any good, and if she brought it up, it might cause a fight between them. So instead, Y/n turned her attention to the food in front of her and the people around her. Taking part in their conversation, so she could forget the thoughts plaguing her mind.

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yourname: Too many memories, too many people to tag! What a dinner it was Lewis! Gonna miss having Seb around 🫂

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sebastianvettel: Gonna miss terrorizing mclaren with you @/Yourname

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-> mclaren: 😟

lewishamilton: Thank you Y/n <3 Really glad you we're able to make it

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carmenmmundt: It's you and me against the world 💕

-> Yourname: Forever and ever 🤞🏻

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User68: Okay but way hasn't Lando commented???

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landonorris: Had one of the best trips in Dubai!!! Can't wait to visit again 🌵

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maxfewtrell: Best part was when you fell from the camel 😂

-> landonorris: what the hell mate!! you were supposed to keep that a secret

User01: Shirtless landooo 🤤

User48: Omgggg Lando and Luisa look so cuteeeee

-> User03: Dudee he has a gf why would you ship him with her??

-> User48: Honestly I think they look better together

Y/n felt hurt and disappointed. Boys trip! That's what Lando had said, so when she saw him post pictures with Luisa, she felt her heart sank. For a moment, Y/n was still ready to ignore this; maybe she was there at the same time, or maybe they did plan to go. Who cares? She trusts Lando, and that's all that should matter. But all the comments under his post talking about how he looks better with Luisa and how Lando and Y/n should have never gotten together made her question everything.

Unable to think straight, Y/n called Lando:

Lando: Hey, babe (he greeted cheerfully)

Y/n: (For a second, Y/n wanted to forget about all of this and just not make things worse between them) Hey Lan, How was the trip?

Lando: Oh, it was great. I had so much fun; the boys and I went on a safari and all too!! It was just amazing

Y/n: Oh, did the boys have fun?

Lando: Yes, it was honestly one of the best trips I've ever been on

Y/n: Why was Luisa with you guys? (Y/n went straight to the topic, tired of beating around the bush)

Lando: (hesitant) What do you mean, she came on the trip with us?

Y/n: You never told me she was also going. Why did she go anyway? I thought it was just an "all boys trip," or is Luisa one of the boys now?

Lando: What do you even mean? Of course not. Luisa came because I invited her. That day at Seb's dinner, we had such a good conversation that I asked her if she wanted to come with us. I mean, what's the big deal anyway?

Y/n: What's the big deal? The big deal is that you failed to mention to your girlfriend, who is still me, that you were going on a trip with another girl who, by the way, you met a couple of weeks ago. And now you're telling me you invited her?? Do you see why I am having a hard time trying to wrap my head around this?

Lando: Honestly, you're making a bigger deal than it actually is. Ya, so I invited her. It's not like I fucked her or anything, and forgive me if inviting a friend on a trip is a crime.

Y/n: A friend I'd still understand; she's not your friend Lando, and if anything, you should have asked me to come and not her!

Lando: Is that what the problem is—you're jealous I didn't invite you? Honestly, Y/n that's just pathetic, even for you. Your constant need to be around me 24/7 is so annoying sometimes. Do you ever think that maybe I invited Luisa because I can't stand this clingy behaviour of yours? But, of course, you'd never think about how you might be at fault here. I just feel like you can never be satisfied, like ever. Every time I talk to a girl, you have an issue. I mean, if it's such a huge issue, then let's just end things. That would make things a lot simpler for the both of us.

Y/n: No, wait, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry if you felt like that. I had no idea that you were feeling like that. I swear, I don't have an issue with you interacting with other girls. It's just all these comments online that have been getting to me.

Lando: You know, they always say random things. People ship me with any beautiful girl they see me with, but that doesn't mean that it will come true. You should be so easy to control that even meaningless comments get to you.

Y/n: Ya, I'm sorry

Lando: It's okay. Now, what are you doing tonight? There is a party I want to attend, and I wanted to know if you'd like to come with me

Y/n: Oh, nothing, I'm free. Pick me up at 8?

Lando: You got it! Anyway, I should get going.

Y/n: Bye, I love yo-(Lando hung up before she could finish)

Signing to herself, Y/n opened her chat with Carmen

Y/n: Hey, sorry to inform you at the last minute, but something came up and I won't be able to make it tonight. (Y/n felt guilty about ditching Carmen on their movie night. She knew if she told her the real reason, Carmen would be extremely upset with Y/n, but more than that, angry at Lando)

Carmen 🤎: Is everything okay??

Y/n: Ya, ya, everything is fine. I just remembered this thing I had to complete that I forgot because I kept on procrastinating.

Carmen 🤎: Ofc you'd do that 🤦🏻‍♀️ How many times have I told you to use the planner I gave you? It would make life so much simpler for you

Y/n: Ikkkk I'll use it again next time!! I swear 🫶🏻

Carmen 🤎: Good 😌

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-> You're out partying again??

Yourname: Ya! Lando got invited to this club so now we're here patyinggg

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-> Where did you gooo?? come backkkkk i msisss youhhh

Yourname: are you drunk?? lol ok I'm omw to find you <3

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LN4Updates: Lando Norris and Luisinha Oliveira were spotted in the Mclaren vicinity. The two previously went on a trip together to Dubai. Fans on Twitter are convinced that these two are seeing each other and that Norris and Y/n L/n have broken up, but there is no confirmation from all the parties involved. From what we can gather, Norris and Oliveira seemed to have a friendly conversation. Some fans present at the race claim that they saw Norris being a little more affectionate towards Oliveira, but nothing can be said for certain. Is this the end of Norris and L/n, or is there more to the story?

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User20: NOO don't tell me they broke up!!!

User82: Honestly I kinda knew this was gonna happen. I mean Y/n is not really Lando's type. I was really surprised when they had announced they were dating

-> User08: Okay but who asked you for your opinion?? They are perfect

-> User77: I'd have to disagree. Lando and Luisa are more compatible you just don't want to accept the fact that lany/n are not that great

Y/n was fuming. She felt as if someone had slapped her right across the face. Even after letting Lando know about her concerns and reservations about him hanging out with Luisa, he went ahead and did it again. Was this the reason why Lando urged Y/n to take a break from the constant travelling? So that he could have Luisa in the paddock with him? Y/n was disgusted; she felt used and discarded. She changed everything about herself—her hair, the way she dresses, the way she talks—hell, she even started to go to his stupid parties with him to make him like her more. There is always a breaking point in everyone's life, and Y/n had reached that. 

Y/n could feel hurt and anger taking over when she heard the front door of her house open. Lando was home from the race. Without wasting a second, Y/n barged into the living room, only to find Lando relaxing on the couch. "How dare you!" Y/n screamed at Lando. If she wasn't so mad, she would have laughed at Lando's confused expression. "What? What do you mean?" asked Lando. "Don't play dumb with me. I told you how I felt about her, and yet you still invited her to the paddock." Y/n could feel tears pricking her eyes. "What? Luisa? How many times do we have to go through this? At this point, I might as well date her. Because clearly, that's what you think I am doing anyway. You might as well make your wish come true," Lando finished. "I hate you, Lando Norris. I fucking hate you so much. I changed everything EVERYTHING for you. I wanted to be like all those girls you usually like. I changed the way I wear makeup; I changed my freaking hair color because you said you liked blondes more in a stupid stream." Y/n let out a shaky breath before continuing. "When you told me you wanted to give us a try, I was so happy. It felt like the universe had finally heard my prayers. I was so happy that I spent the entire night lying on my bed with a huge smile on my face. You know, I always feared that this would happen. I knew that you'd leave me the second you'd find someone more exciting," Y/n said as she wiped the tears streaming down her face. "I had no idea you felt like this," Lando said. For a second, he almost sounded genuine, like he finally saw how his actions had affected Y/n. "I'm sorry you felt that way," Lando said as he looked back at her. "It's a little too late for sorry now, Lando. You have done the damage," Y/n said. "I said I was sorry. Why can't that be enough for you? What do you want me to do? Stop talking to every girl I ever see." Lando said, getting frustrated with how things were going. "I should have known that this was just a waste of time. I would have had such an easy life if George hadn't opened his big mouth and blabbered about how my life would be much better if I just gave you a try and stopped chasing after meaningless pleasure. If only I had known that I was just choosing one meaningless pleasure over another," Lando said as he finally let his frustration take over. Y/n couldn't take it anymore. "Get out! Just get the hell out of my house. I don't want to see your face ever again. I regret the day I met you. I regret it with every fibre present in my body," Y/n said as she watched Lando leave her house, but not before slamming the front door shut. 

Y/n broke down, sinking to the floor. She took her phone out to text Carmen.

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landonorris: Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years 💕

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User02: Wait does this mean that Lando and Y/n are no longer together??

-> User54: Did you not see the story Lando posted the other day?? I think that was enough to confirm that 💔

User98: He used lyrics from loverrr!!!! this boy is down bad

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User82: I'm happy that he is happy but isn't this too soon? like he just broke up with Y/n. I mean the least we can do is wait for a month or something not just a few days!!!

-> User66: That's so true! I was thinking the same thing. I mean unless....This has been going on for a while! That's the only explanation cause why else would he jump into a new relationship so quickly??

-> User82: I mean it could be! Do you think this is why George unfollowed Lando??

Y/n saw Lando's post, confirming that he was with Luisa. Y/n hated that girl. She had everything Y/n could have wanted, and she didn't even have to change herself to get Lando's attention. Tired of feeling sorry for herself, Y/n made her way to her bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, all she could see was a part of her that she no longer liked. A pathetic part of her that tried everything just so she could get a boy to love her longer. Frustrated, she got into her car and drove to the salon she always goes to. It was about time she felt like her old self again, and the easiest step in that direction was getting rid of the sad blonde locks that covered her head.

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-> Yessss the queen is backkkkk 👑

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F1Gossip: Bye bye Lando! Y/n L/n, the former girlfriend of Lando Norris, was spotted getting cozy with singer/songwriter Shawn Mendes. The two reportedly first met when they were doing a campaign together for Tommy Hilfiger. Ever since the announcement of Norris's new relationship, L/n has become radio silent. Apart from posting a single story and work-related content, L/n has left her fans guessing about what's been going on with her life. Neither Mendes nor L/n have commented on the paparazzi photos that captured them looking anything but friendly. Is there a new couple on the block or are they "Just Friends?" Stay tuned for more updates on this situation!

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User11: Ohhhh not the "Just friends" shadeeee 🫢

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shawnmendes: Nothing to see here, just me, my beautiful girlfriend, and our little baby 🦮

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Yourname: The most perfect family I could have ever asked for <3

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georgerussell63: The baby in question is a grown ass dog that tried to chew my shoes the other day

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User33: Omggggggg Y/n looks so hapyyyyyy and they have a doggggg together!!!! my hearttttt

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AllthingsF1: Trouble in paradise? Lando Norris and Luisinha Oliveira were seen engaged in a heated argument right before today's qualifying. This comes at a time when Norris has been going through a rough patch these past few races; from constant crashes to DNFs, Norris can't seem to catch a break. Is this off-track drama affecting his performance, or is this simply a coincidence? Some also believe that this could also be the result of Y/n L/n announcing her new relationship. Could this be the downfall for Lando Norris, on and off track?

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F1Tea: Lando Norris is out of the race again! After yet another crash, the chances of Norris and McLaren doing well in the championship seem to be decreasing, race by race. Many fans blame Norris for getting distracted and not performing at his best. Some believe that this poor performance is the result of issues Norris has been facing in his personal life. After his breakup with Luisinha Oliveira, Norris has not been coping that well. Norris also seemed to like a few tweets (now unliked) about his relationship with Y/n L/n. Norris broke up with L/n a few months ago, after which the two have not been in contact. He also immediately got together with Oliveira after their breakup. It's about time that Norris gets out of this slump he's been going through if he wants to hold on to his Formula 1 dream.

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Y/n closed her phone when she heard the front door open, following which she heard a loud bark, and before she knew it, through came her little fur baby, ready to give her all the cuddles in the world. She looked up from her spot on the cough and saw Shawn enter the room holding up a bag of muffins. "Blueberry?" Y/n asked with a hint of excitement in her voice. "You know it! I saw it on my way back and knew how you were craving these. So I got a bunch of them," Shawn said as he kept the baked goods on the counter and made his way towards the couch. "What happened?" Shawn asked, noticing how Y/n looked a little distracted. "Nothing; I just got a text from Lando," Y/n said before looking back at Shawn. "Why? Did he say anything stupid? If so, let me know, because then he'll have to deal with me," Shawn said as he stroked Y/n's leg. "No, he just said he misses me. You know, if I hadn't met you and realized what being in an actual relationship is like, I actually would have gotten back with him," Y/n said as she petted their dog, who was exhausted and almost asleep after a morning run with his dad. "But I am glad that I found you. I have never felt more like myself than when I am with you. I just want to say that I love you so much and I love our little family," Y/n finished. Shawn quickly got up from his place and tackled Y/n. "I love you too. So much, you won't believe it, and I can't wait to expand our little family," Shawn said, smirking at Y/n before he started peppering her face with kisses. Laughter was the only sound that filled the L/n-Mendes household as they spent the rest of the afternoon talking and watching old movies.

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Lando looked at Y/n's story, and all he felt was pain. Not only did he lose a person who truly loved him, he also lost one of his best friends. Being with Luisa was exciting; it made him feel young and full of life. The idea of settling down seemed so foreign back then that Lando couldn't have cared less about how his actions might have affected Y/n. He knew it was wrong to flirt with multiple women, even though he was in a committed relationship, but all of that felt like nonsense to him back then. But as he lay in bed, sad and alone, Lando realised just how much of an impact Y/n had on his life. He lost the girl, and now he's on the verge of losing his career as well. Lando felt a tear roll down his face. One became two, two became four, and before he knew it, he was full of tears. There was nothing Lando could do; he laid the bed with all his actions, and now he has to sleep in it. Tired of it all, Lando finally let sleep take over him, hoping that when he wakes up later, his heart will feel a little lighter.

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HELLO!!! Maybe in the second part there's some drama 🫣 Maybe a dating scandal with another person and Joost is heartbroken but Y/n is like No, I only like Joost!! And Y/n reaches out to him first and apologizes for all the drama and he asks her to come to one of his concerts??

LET ME THINK...

pairing . Joost Klein x fem-celeb! reader

content . fluff, reader is an actress, you are addressed as 'reader', reader is the same age as joost, fake social media screenshots,

summary . you announce that you are a huge fan of Joost Klein in an interview... and he sees it! He just so happens to be a huge fan as well.

word count . 1,9k words, 10,8k characters, 3 screenshots

author's note . guys i did it, i wrote part two. there will be a part 3 (maybe a part 4!!). the part 3 will include the dating drama...!!! ALSO ME AND KÄÄRIJÄ HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY, LETSGO

You honestly couldn't believe it. That your celebrity crush just said you were cute. That he's too shy to talk to you??? You found this out when you were in a Café.

Finn decided to take you out to a nice, but little Café. A nice outing with his “older sister”, he said.

You and Finn were chatting about recent drama you both recalled when your famous friend, Ella Purnell, suddenly FaceTimed you. As you answered, she said her quick hello and mentioned something about Joost responding to your interview. However, her words were muffled by background noise, and you only caught Joost's name. "What are you talking about?" you asked, a sense of panic rising within you, hoping it might just be a prank call.

Meanwhile Ella, between her hair and makeup session with her crew, urged you to check Twitter. "He responded to you... you'll be pretty happy to hear what he said," she exclaimed. With a mixture of dread and curiosity, you glanced at Finn before hurriedly opening Twitter to investigate. As you navigated to the trending section, your heart sank as you read the top headline: "JOOST REPLIED."

“Ah, shit.” Finn checks Twitter as well. His jaw slightly drops, probably an inch down. “He saw it?” Ella hums at Finn's question, “He probably saw the interview right as it dropped.” Finn nodded.

You freeze as you click on the button, two tweets on your screening both saying that Joost Klein responded to Reader Lastname. You clicked on the clip attached to one of the tweets. It was Joost in his iconic blue spiked-shouldered suit. Appie and Stunje are barely on screen.

The video starts on by Joost speaking, "well, I am honestly very flattered that someone beautiful as her would be interested in me."

He continues, "When I saw the interview, I froze! She is one of my favorite actresses. Reader is amazing at her job!" The interviewer chuckled, "Oh! Well maybe you should message her!"

"No, no! I am too embarrassed to make the first move...

“But she is very pretty.”

You were in a state of frenzy, alternating between giggling uncontrollably and wiping your sweat that was on your forehead. You were also kicking Finn's legs in excitement. "Will you stop doing that?" Finn chuckled, clearly amused by your reaction. The video repeated, indicating that you watched the whole clip.

Both Ella and Finn witnessed your surprised expression. “Amazing, right? That means you have a chance!” Ella shouted, trying to make herself more audible over the commotion behind her. “I think I'm going to faint.”

Finn placed his hand on his own forehead, looking at the video one more time. Never before had you felt so embarrassed and dizzy in your life. “You should text him.” Finn smiles at his friend, placing his phone down on the table, lifting his fork. “You know what,”

You take a moment to think about it. Maybe you should make the first move. Well, you kind of had to, since Joost quote-ly wasn't.

“Alright, I'll text him-!” Ella and Finn cheered you on, “Atta girl!”

As you reached for your phone to check your contacts, a sudden realization washed over you.

"I don't have his number," you muttered, a sense of disappointment creeping in. Finn and Ella, who had been cheering you on moments before slowly, gradually fell silent. "Well, shit," Ella exclaimed, her tone reflecting a mix of frustration and disappointment.

She glanced away from her camera phone, redirecting her gaze to the mirror in front of her.

“You can't DM him on Instagram, he doesn't have them on.” You don't question how she knows that. Okay, maybe she might have tried to message him about you when the interview first dropped, but she couldn't.

“How am I going to contact him?” Finn raises his cup of coffee to his lips, “We have connections…?” Finn suggested a solution but you weren't listening because he explained it too fast, or maybe because it wasn't that good… Ella sighs fidgeting with her baby hairs, “We should ask around. To see if anyone is close to him.” Ella's suggestion was the best one out of the two.

She picked up her phone, you can hear Ella start typing, in search of finding friends that know friends that know friends that know Joost.

Finn unlocking his phone on his way to mass message all his contacts.

…

How long has it been?

It felt like an eternity, but in reality, only about twenty minutes had passed. All you wanted to do is talk to (maybe) your future boyfriend.

You got a message back from someone in your contacts.

The three of you have tons of connections that you just asked around if anyone had his number, and after what seems to feel like hours...

YOU GOT IT!

You got Joost Klein's number from mutual friends. Your old co-star is friends with a Greece singer who is also friends with this Finnish rapper named Käärijä.

And Käärijä is really close with Joost...!!!

You got Joost's number from Käärijä, “What should I say?” You asked Ella and Finn. Your palms were very sweaty, emphasis on very.

“A simple hi would be good.” Ella said smiling, you couldn't tell if she was making fun of you or not. “What if he finds it weird that I got his number through his friend?”

“How else would you get it? He's ‘too shy’ to make a move. You had to get it somehow.”

Finn finished taking the last sip of his coffee before saying that. He lifted his eyebrows indicating that you should agree with him. “You know he's right. His friend probably already told him that you have his number. What if he's waiting for you?” Ella teasing you to hit the send button of your text.

...

And she was right. Joost was pacing around his room as he got the news from Käärijä. That the most beautiful woman, Joost's words, is going to text him any minute now. “I don't think I'm ready.” He admitted aloud, the weight of anticipation and nerves settling heavily on his shoulders.

Joost has loved your movies and shows since your career started. You were a great actress and had an even greater personality from what he has seen online.

Also, when you revealed that you knew some Dutch in an interview… he loved you even more. “What!? Why… Do you not like her?”

Joost sighs and backtracks, “I do! I'm just nervous. How would I reply to her message?” Käärijä lets out an airy laugh. “I'm not sure… But you'll figure it out!!”

He was no help, thought Joost. He sighed when he heard Käärijä's advice. The two of you were a nervous wreck.

Käärijä spoke again after hearing Joost's depressed sigh, "I'll help you think of a response when she does text you."

“What if I mess this chance up with her?”

/

"What if he thinks I’m weird?"

The air was filled with worry. “I don’t know…” Finn rolled his eyes, telling you that if you don’t bag him now, someone else will.

You knew he was right, so you swallowed all your embarrassment.

“Maybe a simple explanation?” You ask your two friends before sending your text. “Yeah, whatever, just send it!” Ella couldn't wait anymore, rushing you to send the message already.

“Alright, alright!”

You typed out your message: “hey joost, it's reader! I got your number from a friend of yours. wanted to say hey and if you're down to talk ^^”

“Is that good? Oh god, maybe I should just say ‘hey’.” Ella rolls her eyes, slightly annoyed from your overthinking, “It's great. Don't overthink it,” Ella chuckles at a thought that popped in her head, “He's already getting you stressed out and you guys aren't even together yet.” Yet. That word made your stomach twist into several knots. You and Joost haven't had a proper conversation yet.

There were a lot of “yet”s in your thoughts. Finn snapped you out of them, saying, “Listen even if you mess this up, there are other fish in the sea, right? You don't even know him that well enough to be stressing this much.”

Was that advice the best? It was decent but he was also somewhat right!

“What great advice, Finn, be my therapist!” Ella makes a mockery at him just for a good laugh. She was successful on making you laugh quietly while staring at the now empty plate in front of you.

“Whatever, I'm always right.” Finn scoffs, tilting his head to the side. “If you don't want to text him you don't have to.” You look directly into his eyes, you weren't quite sure what to say. “Yeah but…

“I want to.”

You straighten your posture and click the send button. Your three letter message is sent within five seconds of you pressing the send button. “Did she actually do it!?”

Ella asks Finn, nodding yet she couldn't see, “Holy shit, she did it!” Finn cheered quietly for you. “You did it, Reader!” Ella claps her hands together, bringing her tied hands in front of where her heart would be.

“I feel better.” Ella smiles at your comment, “I'm glad you took the first step. I have to get going now! But text me when he responds! Cheers!” Ella quickly ends the call after you and Finn say your goodbye to her.

You smile at Finn, the knots in your stomach going away. “Want me to take a photo of you?” Finn asked as he unlocked his phone to go to the camera app. He swooped some of his hair, that was once in front of his forehead, behind his ears.

“Duh!" When he finished taking a photo of you in the green Café, you snapped a picture of him as well.

It was later in the day, around six pm from where you were currently located at, the nice cool air breezing through you and Finn. When you first sent your text to Joost, it was around ten am, making it seven pm in the Netherlands. It took him around ten minutes to respond to your first text. It was him reassuring you that he was down to chat.

The conversation lasted for a couple of hours, getting to know each other well enough within the four hours he had. The talk ended due to Joost having to go to bed, him being nine hours ahead of you was sure frustrating, you wanted to talk for a few more minutes but respected his goodbye. The rest of the day was traveling around with Finn.

You were in Finn's car, in a random semi-empty parking lot. A little takeout box on your lap. You were staring at the sky, having thoughts, little ones that weren't going to stick for a while.

Finn placed down his tiny bow on his lap as well. "What are you think about?" He snapped you out of your thoughts. "I think you know who I'm thinking about..." He smiled at you, nodding his head slowly as he looked away. "Should've known."

Finn sighed, "Just spit it out already!" He could tell something was bothering you, something that may involve a certain Dutch man. You shake your head. "It's nothing bad." You take a moment to yourself. "Just feel nervous."

You shifted in your seat, facing Finn that was in the driver's seat. "He's really nice, sweet, and just overall understanding! I know we only talked for, what- four hours? But he's pretty decent from what I had."

Finn looked away, knowing you were right. "I like him more than the others." Finn smirked at you, with cheekiness, "I did some research."

You sigh, you slightly open your mouth, the tip of your tongue touching your inner cheek. "Of course you did!"

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Friends, lovers… and an orange | Chapter 3

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Adele had been on her daily run for less than twenty minutes, when she noticed that a car was following her.

"Shit, fuck" she said under her breath, looking for a place where she could hide or ask for help. But she was in a residential area, so she sped up until she made it to the closest open business she could find: a flower shop.

"Hi, good morning" she said, trying to catch her breath. "Could you please do me a favour?"

"Of course" the woman from the shop smiled.

"Could you check if there is a grey car waiting outside? I think they've been following me."

"Oh dear" the woman said. "Wait here. I'll go outside as if you've asked for some of the flowers I have there."

"Thank you" Adele replied.

"You were right, there is a grey car outside" the woman said when she walked back into the shop. "I saw a man leaving the passenger seat, nod towards here, and then talk to the driver."

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit."

"It's ok, I won't leave you alone" the woman smiled again. "Come to the back of the store with me. I'll make you a cup of tea while we wait for the police."

"Thank you very much, ma'am" Adele said while trying to contain her tears.

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"And?"

"They are gone" Luca said, sitting next to his sister. "I'm pretty sure the police scared the hell out of them."

"Good" Adele said. "They deserve it for doing the same to me."

Paparazzis. The men who had been following her, were paparazzis.

Turns out that the girls at the restaurant where she and Mason had had dinner, the ones she swore had said their names, recognized them the moment they walked in and had spent the whole night taking photos of them and posting them on social media, the press writing articles about it not long after. And if you only saw the photos, they did look like a couple on a date. The smiles, the way they were looking at each other, Adele touching Mason's hand...

"Is there anything else I could do for you?" the woman from the flower shop offered.

"Oh, no, don't worry. We are leaving" Adele said. "But thank you very much for your help, the tea, the company... You are an angel."

"Just doing what anyone would do" she smiled.

"I'm not so sure of that" Luca said. "But thank you for taking care of my sister."

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"I can't fucking believe it!"

"Mase..."

"No! They followed you! They harassed you! They crossed so many lines!"

When Luca and Adele had made it home, Mason was already there, pacing around the living room. And when he saw her, he had ran towards her and hugged her in a way he had never before, completely catching her by surprise.

"But now it is over" she said. "They know that if they do it again, we will call the police and they will be in trouble."

"Yes, them. But what about the other photographers? What if they do the same? This is not ok, Addie. It is not."

"What should we do, then?" Luca asked. 

"Ignoring it like everyone has suggested us hasn't worked, so it's time we take matters into our own hands."

"Mase, what are you going to do?" Adele asked him while watching him furiously type on his phone.

"End this" he grunted.

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"I know it is early for Christmas or my birthday, but I already know what I want as a gift: for the press to stop harassing my friends. Do you think that will do anything?" Jourdan asked Adele over the phone.

"I don't know" she sighed. 

That had been the message Mason had posted on his Instagram stories and twitter account, and so far, people were going nuts about it. Them, and his agency. They hadn't liked that he had done something like that without consulting them first, but he didn't seem to care.

"When are you coming back home?"

"In a couple of days when Mason is done with his job. His agency booked us the tickets."

"Is that wise, tho? Traveling together after everything that has happened?"

"I don't know" Adele said again. "I honestly don't know what to do anymore, what is a good choice or a bad one. But if there are paps at the airport, at least I know I'll have him by my side."

"Addie..." Jourdan chuckled.

"What?"

"That sounded as if... As if you are starting to feel something for him."

"What? No! We are just friends!"

"Yeah, yeah. But maybe this thing about people believing that you are together is starting to like... rub off?"

"Jourdan, no. We are just friends."

"Ok, ok. Just friends" she repeated. Though she didn't sound too convinced.

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"I wish the flight had been longer" Adele yawned, resting her head on Mason's shoulder while they waited for their luggage.

"You shouldn't have slept that much. Jet lag is gonna kick your ass" he laughed.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

"Just try not to fall asleep here, ok?"

"I don't think I would be able to even if I wanted to. What is going on?" she said, turning around to see what was causing all that noise.

"Fuck" Mason whispered. The paparazzis. They had found them and were inside the airport, security trying to keep them away.

"What are we going to do?"

"Mr. Mount? Miss Turlington?" a security guard said next to them. "Please follow me, I'll get you out of here."

"But our luggage..." Adele said.

"Don't worry about that now, Miss Turlington. Please follow me."

"C'mon" Mason said, grabbing her hand and starting to walk. 

"Please let us through. Please" the man said while trying to push the photographers away. They had followed them after seeing Mason and Adele leave, and there were so many of them.

"Mase..."

"It's ok, we are almost there. I've got you" he said, giving her hand an encouraging squeeze. He was walking in front of her, protecting her from everything and everyone. If he hadn't been there, Adele was sure she would have not survived it. 

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"Addie, are you sure you are ok?" 

"Yeah, yeah. For once I'm not complaining about being jet lagged." Because it meant spending most part of her day sleeping and not having to leave her house and face the paparazzis waiting outside. "How is Milan?"

"Beautiful as always" her mother Elizabeth said over the phone. "But I was thinking... Why don't you come to Paris with me? We could have some time together like we used to."

"I don't know, mum..."

"C'mon, Addie. You used to love spending time with me during fashion month! And it will help you distract yourself a bit."

"I'll think about it" she said. 

Adele had always loved being backstage with her mum during fashion shows, getting to see how everything worked. And more than once, she had been asked to walk. But unlike Elizabeth, she hadn't been born to wear heels. 

"Ok. But think about that hot chocolate from Cafe Angelina..."

"That's cheating, mum" Adele chuckled.

"But if it convinces you to come with me, then it will be worth it."

"Let me call Mase first and ask him what he is doing. If we both are in Paris at the same time..."

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"I'm skipping Paris, I have a shoot in Italy for the perfume I told you about. So go have some fun with your mum, don't worry about me."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure" Mason smiled over facetime. Though it wasn't his usual smile, the one that made his dimple pop.

"Mase, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I am. Why?"

"I don't know. You look a bit... Off."

"That's this phone's camera. I think I need to get a new one."

"Ok..." Adele said. But for some reason, she didn't believe him.

"You have to promise me something, tho."

"Something like what?"

"One, that you will eat some chocolate macarons for me."

"I will" she chuckled.

"And two, that you will enjoy Paris. Wear something fun, take as many photos as you can, attend some parties with your mum... Don't let them ruin it for you, Addie. Do you promise?"

"Promise" she smiled. 

"Great. Now I better go, my agent is coming."

"Wait, have they... Have they found out yet who tipped the paps at the airport?"

"I gotta go, Addie. Bye" Mason said before hanging up, leaving her thinking that something was definitely going on with him.

[sinner-sunflower]

A HH Lucifer-centric AU 9/?

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22

Whew! Even though there's so much work later, I somehow wrote a kinda long one.

Also,

I have the major plot points down now. As for the ending, I saw a comic on twitter and will definitely take inspiration for it.

I'm very excited for this.

Will be reqriting this better after it's finished and MAYBE.. I'll have the confidence to post it on ao3.

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Charlie doesn't dare to move even after her father left. She doesn't know how long she stayed kneeling on the ground, staring at the spot where her dad once was.

She can't stop her tears. Is this stress? No. Maybe it's the daddy issues Husk is always talking about.

She hurt her dad again. But he also caused her hurt first and-

Charlie: No! Oh my god. Do I really think that?

Lately, they are becoming each other's undoing. She knows she has the right to be angry, but ...

She can see that he's really trying. Doing everything she asks of him, fixing the hotel, staying at the hotel to help and support her, even getting along with Alastor - now that she thinks about it, what's up with her dad and Alastor?

That's how Vaggie found her- still on the ground, face adorned with dried tears tracks, and definitely deep in thought.

Vaggie: Sweetie? You okay?

Charlie: Vaggie

The dam broke and she was crying again. Charlie hugs her lover tight. Vaggie's shirt was getting wet from tears and snot but she just hugged back just as tightly.

Vaggie: What happened?

Charlie: D-dad.. he- he- wahhhhh

Vaggie: Is he okay? Did something happen? Did he.. did he do something to you?

Charlie: No, Vaggie! More like I did something to him! He was here, in our room, wanting to talk! But I-I-I was so happy. And then he said he was leaving and-and then he said I'll be handling pride and- I wahhh

Charlie didn't know how she had any more tears left to give. Just rethinking what just happened makes her even more miserable.

Vaggie: Wait, wait. Leaving? Why? Didn't he just got here and what about the thing in Sloth??

Charlie sniffs.

Charlie: He said it's related to it- that he needs to find something, no, someone. He didn't want to go without saying goodbye and I just.. exploded.

She nuzzles her face on the fallen angel's neck.

Charlie: I don't want to lose my dad, Vaggie.

Vaggie doesn't know what to say if she's being honest. She wants to be mad at Lucifer. Like, how could a parent who claims they adore their child amongst everything else abandon said child. Lucifer wasn't there when Charlie wouldn't get out of bed whenever her birthday came up, he wasn't there when Vaggie caught her staring at the family portrait full of wishful thinking, or when she cries calls out to her parents in her sleep, or-

But she can't. Because he's trying just like she was back then. They're both doing a little redemption on their own- it just happens to be for the same person.

So she understands. To hurt and to be hurt.

Vaggie: I haven't known your dad for very long, Charlie. But I can tell that... he cares. Yes, he's awkward, a bit socially inept, and has his own issues. But, there's one constant in everything he does.

Charlie: What's that?

Vaggie: You, dummy. He loves you more than anything. He probably made the deal with Heaven to spare Hellborns because of you, now that I think about it. My point is, there is no way in the seven rings of hell that he won't put you above everything.

Charlie is about to protest but Vaggie cuts her off.

Vaggie: Uh! He will. You know why?

Charlie: Why?

Vaggie: Because you're his daughter. It's just how parents are.

Vaggie pulls them both up and they gaze into each other's eyes lovingly.

Charlie: What would I do without you, Vaggie?

Vaggie: Still be your amazing self, I'm sure. I hope you guys resolve this, though. Maybe you could convince him to try other dating options. I don't like this whole thing going on with your dad and Alastor.

They laugh and share a kiss.

Her girlfriend was right. This is how her dad is. He's willing to be better for her.

I want to be better for him too.

....

Wait.

Charlie: What?!

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What to look forward to in Part 10:

Lucifer in Sloth.

Going to Earth.

[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter Twelve

chapter warnings: none!

team vinny we are so BACK!! happy friday, happy belated birthday to noah sebastian the man that you are and happy november! it's a week until my birthday and i'm sooo happy about the chapter that'll be coming out that day <3

also if anyone was at apocalypse fest or vin's afterparty dj set i hope you had the best time ever it looked soo fun!!! i've been torn between not wanting to check twitter because of the intense fomo but also wanting to see all the pictures and videos :)

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You walk into the green room after lunch, carrying your laptop and camera in your arms ready to show Bryan and Matt the pictures you and Noah chose last night to post on the band’s social media accounts. However, as you walked up to the door you could hear Justin talking. You stopped where the guys couldn't see you and listened in on what they were saying.

“I don’t know who was in the hotel room next to me last night, but it sounded like they were having a great time.” Justin laughed. “I don’t think they stopped for almost four hours, I almost had to knock and tell them to shut up.”

"Really?" You heard Ryan scoff, but as he was about to say something else you walked in, greeting the guys and ignored the way Vinny was glaring at you from the couch in the corner, barely looking up from his phone. 

“Y/n! Do you have those photos ready?” Matt asked as he sat down, leaving the only space for you between him and Vinny. 

“Yep, why don’t you take a look?” You smiled, opening up your laptop and loading the edited pictures. 

“So these are the ones Noah chose last night?"

"Yep, it was a tough decision but we decided on these few."

"They look sick! I love that one with Folio in the back." He smiled, clicking through the pictures. "Could you send them to me? I’ll get them posted tonight.”

“Of course.” You said, quickly sending the pictures to your phone.

“Matt, they need you out there, somethings gone wrong with the mic.” Chris chuckled, walking into the room to get another water bottle.  “Noah’s pissed.”

“Fuck,” Matt groaned, stretching as he got up, “I better go and see what they’ve fucked up. But thanks, y/n.”

"No problem." You smiled.

As he left, Chris and Ryan shortly followed behind him, leaving you in the room with Justin, Ricky and Vinny. As the others were busy talking about something, you saw Vinny put his phone down on the table, rubbing his eyes.

“So,” you began, not bothering to look up from your phone as you spoke to him, “How's Caitlin?”

“How should I know? She went home yesterday before we went back to the hotel.” He sighed, “So you and Noah had fun last night?”

“What do you mean?” You looked over at him as he shrugged, sitting back on the couch, his legs spread as he rests his hands on his head.

“I know your room is next to Justin’s, and I saw the way you kept looking at him yesterday.” He said, “C'mon, tell me I’m wrong.”

“Vin, what happened to leaving each other alone.” You groaned, running your fingers through your hair. He smirks, seeing how frustrated you were becoming.

“Does he know?”

“Know what?” You asked. 

“About us?”

“There isn’t an us, Vinny. There wasn’t an us.”

“So I mean nothing to you? That meant nothing to you?” He raised his eyebrows.

“Vinny, I never said that.” 

“I can’t keep doing this with you.” He sighed.

“You’re the one who brought it up!” You argued, trying your best to keep your voice down and stay calm.

“And you’re the one who started it-”

“What are you two arguing about?” Angela laughs, walking into the room and dropping her bag down onto the table.

“He's being a dick, nothing new.” You hissed as you picked up your things and stormed out of the room.

“Woah,” Angela gasps, “What have you done to upset her like that?” She crosses her arms as Vin shakes his head.

“I haven’t done anything, she’s just suffering the consequences of her own actions.” He shrugged, picking his phone back up as Angela rolled her eyes and chased after you, as Rick and Justin looked at Vinny in confusion.

“Y/n? What happened?” Angela asks. Smiling softly as she found you sat on the step outside, your head in your hands. 

“Everything’s such a mess,” you frown, looking up at her, “I’ve fucked everything up with Vinny, and now I’m afraid I’m leading Noah on.” 

“Wait... Rewind, tell me what’s happened whilst I’ve not been here.” She said, sitting down beside you. 

You tell her everything, and watch as she takes it all in, putting everything together in her head as you catch her up on what's happened in the few days she's been away.

“Sounds like Vinny’s just jealous.” She states.

“But it’s my fault.” 

“No, honey, you set your boundaries and told him you only want to be casual, no strings, right? And he’s still holding on to this hope you’ll drop Noah for him, because he's mad that Noah now doesn’t have to share you with him.”

“But I don’t want Vinny to hate me,” you frown, feeling your voice begin to crack as you speak, “I really like him, I'd be more than happy to just be friends with him but I don't see that happening, do you?”

“Hey, he doesn’t hate you, y/n. I know Vin and I know for a fact he's upset but he does not hate you.” She reassured you, taking your hand in hers.

“Then how do I stop him from being upset? It's not like I can apologise, there's nothing to apologise for!”

“He’s a guy, buy him food or something- No, I’ve got an idea! Follow me!” She grins suddenly, rising to her feet.

"Angela, what are we-"

"Shh, I have a plan, okay. Trust me!"

Angela pulls you up and you follow her back inside. You follow her through the venue, to where the majority of the guys currently were for soundcheck. 

“Y/n’s going to get pizza!” Angela called out, and everyone but Ricky’s face lit up, “I’m sending her and Vin out to get it since they're not really doing anything right now, so if you wanna let her know what you’re getting…”

“What?” You furrow your eyebrows, “But I’ve only just had lunch!”

“Well we haven’t,” you hear Bryan say, “I’ll get pepperoni!”

The guys all told you their orders, and Rick said he’ll order something else in something before the show. As Angela had announced it out loud to all the guys, Vinny couldn't find a way out of this, not wanting to draw any attention to the situation they were all unaware of by causing a scene.

You were expecting the walk to the shop to be unbearable, but it was actually going pretty well. Neither of you spoke a word to each other, both too afraid of saying something wrong and starting another argument as that's all you seem to do at the moment when you're together.

“Is there any reason Rick was the only one of the guys who didn’t want pizza?” You ask, testing the waters and breaking the silence between you. 

“He hates pizza,” he said bluntly, before adding, “He’s said before that it’s his kryptonite.”

“No way, who can hate pizza?”

“Well... Rick,” he shrugs, still looking down at the ground with his hands in his pockets, “I know I’m biased because I’m Italian, but I almost fought him on the spot when I found out.”

“I can't believe it." You chuckle, before another thought came to you and you turned to look at him. "Do you ever have sauce with pizza?”

“What kind?”

“Ketchup, mayo-”

“Hell no!” He exclaimed, “That’s an actual disgrace! Mayo is bad enough alone, it makes me feel sick just thinking about it…” 

“Exactly! Thank you!” You agreed, “Bryan always eats pizza with mayo and it freaks me out.”

“He’s insane! You will never catch me eating pizza with any sauce, ever!” He chuckles, holding the door to the pizza shop open for you. 

You collect the pizzas, and you're thankful the guys decided to share so you only had to carry three boxes, whereas Vinny had to carry 4. You were also thankful it was only a short walk back to the venue, but that didn’t mean Vinny didn’t get stopped by a few passing fans asking for pictures with him, and couldn't say no.

“I’m so sorry, Vinny.” You tell him as you continue to walk back, and he looks at you in surprise. 

“For what?”

“Everything, I knew we should’ve just stayed friends but everyhting just happened so-”

“Hey,” he stopped you, “Forget about it, okay? It’s in the past. We need to spend another two and a half months together and the guys will be so confused if we’re just fighting or avoiding each other the whole time.” He smiled.

“I guess,” you frown, looking over at him, “Thank you.” 

“You don’t need to thank me y/n, it’s the mature thing to do, right? Let's put everything behind us, I just want to move on.”

“Yeah, me too.” You smile, cursing Angela because whatever her plan here was, it certainly worked. 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to take another one?” He asks, motioning to the pizza boxes

“No! You’re already carrying 4, Vin. We'll be back in a couple minutes anyway.”

To say you were happy that whatever happened between you and Vin was now resolved was an understatement, because you really loved his company. As you brought the pizzas in, Angela got the door for you two, giving you a look to say ‘I told you so’. 

“Vin you’re needed out here!” You hear Justin call out, and Vinny dumps his pizza boxes down on the table in the green room before making his way out. 

“So… I see you two haven’t killed each other. Worked things out?” She crossed her arms with a smirk as you went through each box and checked your notes app to find whose was whose. 

“I think so,” you said, “I didn’t expect him to just forgive me that easily but he did?”

“Like I told you, he doesn’t hate you, baby. He doesn’t have the ability to.” She chuckled, and some of the guys started to come into the room. 

“Ryan, this is yours and… Ruffilo’s. This is Bryan and Noah’s, that one’s Folio's and Justins, this one is Chris’, that one there’s for Matt and Jolly…”

You gave out everyone’s pizzas, and when you sat down pizza-less, Vinny noticed and shuffled over to the spot on the couch next to you. 

“Wanna share?�� He asked, holding a slice out for you. You weren’t hungry, not after only having your lunch an hour ago, but you took it anyway and thanked him. 

“Got any ketchup?” You joked, a slight smirk on his lips as he looked at you in horror. 

His face lit up, telling you he had an idea, and before you knew it he was digging through a plastic bag in the corner of the room, walking back with packets of mayo and ketchup, catching the attention of the others.

“You’re not…” You couldn’t finish your sentence as he towered over you, opening the packet of ketchup and putting it on your slice of pizza. “You bitch!” You gasped, putting it back down in the box and snatching one of the packets of mayo from him, covering a slice in it and handing it out to him. 

“I will if you will.” He shrugged. 

“Vin, you can’t be serious.” 

“I’m totally serious, why? Are you scared?”

“No! Are you?” 

“Pfft! Of course not, I'm not a pussy!” He shook his head.

"Oh yeah?" You raised an eyebrow.

“How long do you reckon it’ll be until they fuck?” Ryan asked, watching the of you, and Folio and Angela both snorted, earning questionable looks off the others, especially Noah.

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Motionless had just finished playing, and as it was Bryan’s day to go out and shoot some photos for Bad Omens so you stayed back in the green room. Through Motionless’s set, you and Nicholas were having a debate on whether Ricky or Vinny was taller, and you both settled on believing it was Rick- but throughout their set, and the hours leading up to it, Noah didn’t speak a word to you. You just assumed it was so nobody suspected anything after last night, but he genuinely seemed pissed off. He didn’t even laugh when you made any jokes, he didn’t even bother to ask you what Matt thought of the pictures. 

It wouldn’t have bothered you so much if Angela didn’t also pick up on his behaviour. As the Bad Omens guys left to get ready to go on, she came and sat by you. 

“Someone is clearly jealous of you and Vin,” she chuckled, “It’s funny really. He has no idea does he?”

“Who has no idea of what?” You asked, repositioning yourself to sit cross legged on the couch. 

“Noah doesn’t know about you and Vin, but Vinny knows everything about you and Noah.”

“Ang, please. Vinny was only telling me to tell Noah this morning, but I don’t see why I have to.”

“Because he hasn’t spoken to you all afternoon, he’s been watching you and Vin eye fuck and he’s jealous.”

“We weren’t-”

“Girl, I saw what I saw. If Noah really meant as much to you as it seems, you would’ve realised too. Ryan certainly did.”

“What did I do?” You heard Ryan ask, setting his mask down on the table and shaking his sweaty hair. 

“Nothing.” Angela smiled, as she finished packing her makeup away, “See you guys on Friday!” 

You forgot you all had the day off tomorrow, meaning another night in a hotel bed instead of the tour bus, and you were grateful. 

“Update!” You heard Vin say, and as you turned around you saw the dreaded sight of Ricky with his camera, and you got up ready to flee, “We literally just got off stage, I went nuts out there, we all went nuts out there... I think I need a shower… Hey y/n, do you think I need a shower?” He was suddenly invading your personal space, his arms wrapping around you in a scarily sweaty hug, and what was left of his body paint was rubbing off on you. 

“Vincenzo I swear if you don’t let go of me right now!” You threatened, pushing him away. 

“Y/n, give me an update!” Rick smiled behind the camera. 

“Update- Is this my first update? Vin stinks, and I’m gonna beat his ass for covering me in sweaty paint!” 

“You would never!” You hear him shout from the hallway, presumably on his way to get changed. 

“Oh yeah?” You grin, quickly reaching in your bag for your deodorant and chasing him. 

“Shit!” He laughs, watching you walk into the dressing room and approach him, “I’m sorry!” 

“Oh yeah?” You smirk, ready to spray him, but he reaches out, taking your wrists in his hands, fighting you off. “Vinny!” You laugh as he tackles you.

You end up pushed up against the wall, his hands holding your wrists above your head as you can't help but giggle, ready to surrender.

“Woah!” Justin's eyes widen as he walks in, “Please tell me I’m not interrupting anything!” 

“No,” you say as you wiggle out of Vinny’s grasp, “Not at all!” 

Justin looks unsure as he looks between the two of you. 

“I’d tell you guys to get a room, but you both have one, and I’d much rather you do… Whatever this is there.” He chuckles. 

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@rumoured-whispers @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @lma1986 @thisbicc @dominuslunae @miss570 @miamore0570 @jilliemiw86 @itsyaboinoah

[2myl0ver]

☾ txt reaction to you getting shipped with another member !

genre : fluff / wc : 700 / tw : mentions of food / masterlist

CHOI YEONJUN ¡

- some fans saw you and taehyun go in a bakery together and they had assumed you two went there for a "date" when in reality, you two just went to buy yeonjun a cake for this birthday.- sends you a message as soon as he sees a post abt u 2

- "damn 😞😞"

- he will never stop bringing it up, you're jealous? remember the time you got shipped with taehy-

- definitely told the staff members to scold taehyun, scolds taehyun himself too. (but ofcourse that doesn't mean you dont get a scolding)

CHOI SOOBIN ¡

- you were in the crowd of an award show for your boyfriend, soobin when fans thought you were looking at yeonjun.

- poor baby probably thinks you were looking at yeonjun until you show him your camera roll that was full of pictures of him from the award show 😭

- "how would i take these pictures if i was looking at him?"

- you have to keep reassuring him the whole day. he trusts you but hates the thought of you being with anyone else especially with one of his group members

- you'd have to cuddle him for him to get over it </3

CHOI BEOMGYU ¡

- you were on beomgyu's vlive, while you were on your phone. fans noticed that you kept smiling and assumed you were texting someone. (not beomgyu because he was right beside you eating lol)

- he'd laugh about it before texting you about it after seeing it all over twitter and weverse.

- "LOL, everyone thinks you were texting someone else here"

- "maybe i was"

- you jokingly texted back, just to see a reaction from him. soon enough, you hear a knock at your door and a notification.

- "open up."

- you open the door and beomgyu immediately started asking questions. "you were joking right?" "what did you mean by this?"

- you answered all of his questions by giving him your phone, he looked and found nothing. "then.. what were you smiling about?"

- "i was looking through the live comments and fans pointed out how red your face looked because of the ramen you were eating dummy. i have screenshots of it too, look at my camera roll."

KANG TAEHYUN ¡

- you had posted a mirror selca on your instagram with a photocard at the back of your case, and people thought it was kai's.

- he knows you wouldn't, so he doesn't even question you but the topic is brought up by you one time when you two were sitting on the couch together.

- "did you ever see the rumor that i had a hueningkai photo card on my phone case?" he laughs, remembering when he first heard it.

- by the time that you decided to mention it, he had already forgotten about it. neither of you saw the point in mentioning it, because he and you knew you wouldn't do something like that.

- "yea, i did." he smiles whilst looking at you. you look up at him, "how come you never asked me about it?"

- "because the photo card is me. i was there when you opened the album and put my pc behind your phone case dummy"

KAI KAMAL HUENING ¡

- on a vlive, you showed the time on your phone to fans, which also showed them your wallpaper. your wallpaper was a picture of you and kai turned back from the camera, fans thought kai was soobin because of his height, and seeing as the picture was taken at night.

- like taehyun, he laughs when he sees the rumors because he remembers when you two took that picture.

- two days later, while you two were eating lunch he decides to bring it up.

- "do you know about the fans that think it was soobin in your wallpaper?"

- "what? no. what happened? i've been busy with college, i have no idea what's the latest media right now."

- "well, when you showed them the time on your phone.. it showed your wallpaper. and because of my height, they thought it was soobin."

- you laughed, "really? because of your height?"

- "i know. i don't know whats up with them either."

- "i don't know whats up with them, but honestly you have grown a lot." you both laugh.

© 2myl0ver Copyright 2023. Do not copy, repost, or translate without my permission. ♡ ︎and ↻ are very much appreciated !

a/n : it's been so longg!! i'm actually so proud of this 🥹

[gunkbaby]

All Of Shuu’s TG Calender Appearances! (In Chronological Order!)

*this was initially just gonna be a twitter thread but I’m posting it here first bc is easier to draft and arrange. :) Wrote the little information cards that are under the pics and will try to image ID them for the text late one.

Under a cut bc there are twenty-four of them! Enjoy! <3

(I believe the image below is from an anime calender? Or something? I’m not sure.)

January 12th - Skiiing Day

On January 12, 1911, Major Lerch of the Austrian Army first taught a young officer in the Niigata Prefecture how to ski. Be careful when doing tricks!

February 6th - Blog Day

Based on bu (2) rogu (6). A blog post from Shuu, it reads: “February 6 Have you heard of a flower called the ‘Hardenbergia’? It is also called a ‘Komachifuji’ and as its name suggests, it blooms with lovely purple petals. And here is the usual Tsukiyama Shuu’s Flower Language Corner. In flower language, a Hardenbergia refers to: “A fateful encounter.” “Happiness will unexpectedly drop in.” …and the like. There’s also “a miraculous miracle”… —But this is what I think. Encounters are always fateful, and reunions are always miraculous. Fate, miracles, our world is filled with such. This moment is also a miracle.” The comments feature Touka being quite rude, Kaneki adding little of importance, and Yomo not understanding technology.

February 13th - Bank Robbery Day

On February 13th, 1866, the first ever successful bank robbery took place in America by Jesse James.

February 25th - Hori Chie’s Birthday

Hori was Tsukiyama Shuu’s classmate in Seinan High School. Hori treats Tsukiyama as her photographic subject and despite Tsukiyama being a ghoul, she doesn’t fear him. Tsukiyama in return finds her intriguing and treats her as a pet. Their relationship continues on until now making them long-time acquaintances. Whether they have a good relationship or not, it’s difficult to say for sure.

March 3rd - Tsukiyama Shuu’s Birthday. (Obviously.)

Happy Birthday, Tsukiyama Shu.

March 26th - Untitled.

No text.

March 31st - Untitled.

The inauguration (to celebrate the completion of the structure) of the Eiffel Tower in Paris was held today. I wonder if Tsukiyama has ever been to France before.

April 28th - Nice Bath Day no. 3

No text.

May 1st - Untitled. Shu’s second blog post.

This blog reads as follows: ‘Hey, everyone. We have now entered May, yes? Speaking of May 1, it is a custom in France to send muguet (Lily of the Valley) as a present to the person you love on this day. And the recipient is said to be visited by great fortune.” Now then, upon hearing the words ‘the person you love’, whose face do you picture in your mind? How about giving flowers as gifts to him?…Or her? …With that said, that beloved person you just thought of may already be a happy person at this point. Shu.’

May 11th - Salvador Dali’s Birthday

The Persistence of Memory. “I saw three soft Shuus. One of them had a deplorable figure that hanged down from the branch of the olive tree.”

May 27th - Hyakunin Isshu Day

No. 86 Saigo Hoshi “Should I blame the moon, for bringing forth this sadness, as if it pictured grief? Lifting up my troubled face, I regard it through my tears.” Grief? Is that what you’re trying to say, moon? I don’t think so. Did I only just want to blame the moon for this sadness?

May 28th - Fireworks Day.

On this day in 1733, fireworks were launched for the first time for a festival in Ryogoku. The festival was first held by the 8th shogun of the Tokugawa shogunate, Yoshimune, in order to calm the spirits of the dead who fell to the great famine and cholera in the previous years. Now, it is held annually as water god festivies to ward off evil spirits. (Note: turn up the brightness or stare very hard for a long time. He is there, I promise.)

June 9th - 6th Ward Day

A huge amount of members were sacrificed during the annihilation of ‘Aogiri’s Hideout’ in the 11th Ward. Afterwards, Kaneki left ‘Anteiku’ in order to follow Rize’s footsteps and entered a new world, the ‘6th Ward’, alongside Tsukiyama and Banjou.

June 25th - Spaceyama.

No text. Shuu gets a cow and a Strange Thing and his father is proud.

July 20th - The Day of the Moon Landing

On 1969, the human race landed for the first time on the moon in the spacecraft, Apollo 11. At that time, Commander Armstrong sent a message to Earth saying, “one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind”.

August 6th - Handsome Day

Based on ha (8) nsa mu (6).

August 27th -Miyazawa Kenji’s Birthday

A poet and writer of fairy tales who was based in his hometown of Iwate. The paradise of his work was given the name ‘Ihatov’.

In his masterpiece “The Restaurant of Many Orders”, two young men went hunting in the forest, got lost, and strayed into a restaurant called ‘Wildcat House’. The irony of it all is when the two instead became the food.

September 21st - Fashion Show Day

On this day in 1927, the first fashion show in Japan took place in kimono shop called Mitsukoshi in Ginza. At that time, kimonos were mainstream.

September 8th - TG’s 5th Year Anniversary

Serialization strted on Weekly Young Jump No. 41 which was sold on this day in 2011. Thank you very much for reading.

September 9th - Rollcake Day

Based on how the cross section of a rollcake forms a ‘9’. June 6th is also called ‘Rollcake Day’ for a similar reason.

September 16th - Match Day

On this day in 1948, freely selling previously rationed matches was accepted.

October 14th - Glasses No.2

No text.

October 25th - World Pasta Day

On this day in 1995, the World Pasta Congress was held in Italy.

October 26th - Kishimen Day

Kishimen is a slick type of noodle that’s thin and wide in width. Based on tsu (2) ru (6) which means ‘slick’ or ‘slippery’. It is also considered the ‘autumn of appetite’.

December 23rd - Palindrome Day 3

‘Intimidating, Tsukiyama… Will you get burned?’

December 29th - Chanson Day

On this day in 1990, a long-established Chanson cafe in Gonzales called ‘Ginpan’ went out of business. The place was known as a gateway to success for Chanson singers.

Ok I think that’s all :)

Tell me if I have missed one, I will edit. Sorry, am tired from exam prep, hopefully this is okay. I love you so much. I feel like Shuu is always home for me in stressful times.

I’m planning to do one of these for Kanae and Rize too. I can do other characters I guess afterwards.

I own this calender. I think I might like a second one to cut out and make postcards with to go on my Shuu shrine.

[sitraxis]

NEOMorphosis🎧

Happy Birthday, Neku! (Also on Twitter)

NEO Jacket Series: Neku | Shiki | Joshua | Beat | Rhyme

I was very certain I wouldn't be able to draw any TWEWY birthday art while I was working on the Your Ocean Animatic but for some reason, my sleep-deprived butt—running on 3 hours of sleep—saw this image in my head and I had a strong urge to draw it.

What was intended to be a colored sketch turned into a rendered piece the moment I started inking it at a speed I wasn't expecting but here we are, done in 5-6 hours. 🤣

Now, I really like playing around with a character's outfit and see what combos I could make so I'm glad it turned out well. The first sketch had his parka scarf on but it didn't feel right. 😅 I was also experimenting my coloring style here because I wanted something different from what I've been doing with the animatic and I'm really happy it looks like a very polished anime illustration. It's a style I've wanted to achieve. Anyways, that ends my ramble~

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

I just saw the Spiderverse Twitter account, and they posted a Happy Birthday post for Miles today. It made me think of your birthday theory, so I guess we finally have an anwser that his official birthday is August 3?

Aaand I got to this late, because the day it was sent I got too busy, and then because it was outside the date I just keep pushing it.

So, now we have Miles' birthday as August 3 (No idea if this was original for the comics or what,) so, just for funzies, let me throw out the other things I collected related to the timeline.

Which I had just given up because there is no fixing on this one.

Let's start with what we have in ITSV.

So I needed to use some photoshop magic to try to make it more visible, but I would not blame anyone for not believing me, but I am pretty sure it says November in this newspaper.

(Smaller for comparison because it is somehow more legible.)

What we can see clearly, is that it was indeed in 2018.

And once you try to piece things with Across the Spiderverse, is when you need to just go with your personal headcanons and concepts because the only one to make this match would be having Miles's universe work with numbers and months in a totally different way (Which is plausible all things considered.)

Here is the only piece of information you actually need to remember because is the only one that is important.

That matters, because aside from being actually spoken about (unlike the dates which could be anything and wouldn't make that much of a difference.) This carries weight in the sense of how Miles has developed as spiderman, as well as more context as to why he is missing everybody else more and more.

Now here is the date we see on ATSV at the beginning of the movie.

July 11 of 2023.

As you can imagine, a year and four months from November 2018 doesn't make July 11 of 2023, heck even only 3 months wouldn't make it go from November to July.

This means if you absolutely want everything to fit, you would need to reorganize Miles' calendar, and how his universe uses numbers (or at least for dates;) which honestly? Could be a rad idea for someone looking for a challenge in worldbuilding, I think trying to create parallel societies where small things are wildly different is fascinating.

Not something I can pull off.

So in my case, I will probably move around any dates for my stories depending on what I need to do; may or may not come up with my own timeline if I need to, but that's it.

I am guessing this may annoy some people, and if I am honest my opinion is: meh.

While details like this normally bother me because I can't justify my way out of this one with headcanons; I am extremely bad myself about establishing timelines; so I feel I can't say much. In all honesty this feels like a minor flaw because those dates aren't even important to the story, they are blink and you miss it details which is why this information wasn't conveyed to the next movie; they weren't meant to be important.

But not gonna lie, I also can't be bothered about this because I had seen, so, SO much worse, than this in comparison feels like a blip in the radar.

What to know what is pain on a timeline? Rick Riordan books.

[fghniki]

Bake Cakes Kick Ass

“Étoiles, do you want a slice?” she decided to ask. Étoiles turned to look at her and looked at the cake with barely hidden surprise. “Uhm. Nah, thanks,” he gave her a crooked smile before turning away again. Niki considered burrowing her head in the sand and screaming. (Phil, Niki and Étoiles love both kicking ass and eating cakes. Well, maybe not all of them.) (Also available on Ao3.) (Originally made for @etoiles-week, day 3: food. Based on a Twitter exchange.) (This is an AU where q!Étoiles happens to share a certain trait with cc!Étoiles.)

Niki had never thought dungeons could be so fun.

She wasn’t exactly the best fighter — most of the mob kills ended up going to Phil and Étoiles — but even in a supporting role she felt like she fit right in, the way she never thought she would be able to. Not to mention, she got to hang around the eggs! (Even if she felt a little bit embarrassed about them being better fighters than herself.)

Regardless. They swept through the dungeon in what, according to excited Pomme, was record time — and now they had time to rest and sort the loot. Niki glanced at the crafting table in the corner of the room. She wondered…

Backpacks were really the best — she no longer had to worry about not having the ingredients she might need, ever. Chayanne was more than happy to help her, supplying her with some milk and raspberries, — and only a few minutes later her beautiful berry cake was ready and done.

“Hey guys!” she smiled as she turned to face Étoiles and Phil (who were busy arguing about something with Tallulah), “Snack time!”

Phil’s face lit up the moment he saw the cake, “Aw man, Niki! How the fuck do you always manage to have the best pastries?”

Phil took the cake out of Niki’s hands and got to slicing it. Niki turned to look at Étoiles… who only glanced at the thing before turning to talk to Pomme. Niki frowned and opened her mouth to invite the two to join in, but was interrupted by Étoiles: “Alright, guys, thank you so much, but Pomme and I gotta go.”

“No problem, mate,” Philza replied, his mouth already stuffed. Niki meekly echoed the sentiment and watched the French warp away, feeling only so slightly disappointed.

The Purgatory desert was finally settling down after the fight, and it was finally possible to see further than a meter from you. Niki couldn’t be more grateful for that — going through sand with a giant cake in your arms was much easier when you could see where you stepped.

The Greens were in much better spirits than she anticipated, joking around and babbling about something she couldn’t quite understand. She shouted a “hey there” just before approaching them: “Hey guys.” she smiled from above the cake, “Not sure how welcome it is, but, um– I just wanted to give you something. Kind of like a consolation prize.”

“Oh my God,” Bagi exhaled. “Holy shit.”

The Greens gathered around her, marveling at the cake. Niki allowed herself to bask in attention for a bit before glancing at Étoiles — the person she really wanted to surprise with it.

Much to her dismay, he didn’t look too excited, keeping himself busy checking something in his inventory even as everyone else started taking slices. “Étoiles, do you want a slice?” she decided to ask.

Étoiles turned to look at her and looked at the cake with barely hidden surprise. “Uhm. Nah, thanks,” he gave her a crooked smile before turning away again.

Niki considered burrowing her head in the sand and screaming.

Okay.

She knew what he liked (fish, avocado, avocado toast, chia seeds). She knew (now) that he wasn’t really into the sweet stuff. That was fine — not every pastry had to be tooth-rotting. She could make apple pies. She could make potato pies. She was the genius baker, and she could find something that Étoiles would love sooner or later.

She felt sweat gathering at the back of her neck as she watched her friends gather round Sunny’s birthday table and grab stuff from the plates she and Chayanne had prepared for the occasion. She watched Étoiles completely ignore everything.

“Okay, I am going insane,” she declared and got up from her seat. Chayanne stopped chewing as he watched her walk up to Étoiles and tap him on the shoulder. He turned around. “I can’t live like this anymore.”

“Same, man,” Étoiles replied before blinking and adding, “Wait, what?”

“Do you hate me?”

Étoiles blinked again, “No? Why? Do you think I’m a hateful person?”

“You have literally not eaten anything made by me. Not once.”

Étoiles blinked for the third time and looked behind Niki’s back at the table. He then looked back at her. “These are all high GI.”

It was Niki’s turn to blink. “What?”

“Glycemic index,” Étoiles explained, “Niki, I have diabetes.”

…oh.

Oh.

Niki suddenly felt very, very stupid. “Oh my God–”

“Do you think I should white rice? Should I eat potato chips?” Étoiles suddenly had a shit-eating grin on his face. “Do you want me to eat poison and die? Is it because you hate me?”

“No, I—” Niki felt laughter bottle up in her throat and she covered her mouth with her hand, “I’m–”

“What are you, Poison-chu? You want me to poison myself?”

“Shut up—”

“Oh, it’s because you hate me—”

Niki finally cracked up, and started laughing, and found her laugh mixed with Étoiles’.

[devildom-drabbles]

Story - What's Important

Summary: Beelzebub seeks advice for a new phone background. Main Character: Beelzebub Other Characters: The demon brothers and MC Word Count: ~3.3k Warnings: None, just silliness with a fluffy ending Notes: This story is inspired by a page from the short Obey Me! manga on Twitter (as seen in the panel at the end).  It also serves as a headcanon for what each demon brother has as their phone background (when their relationship with MC is purely platonic, that is). Happy Holidays, everyone!  However you choose to celebrate these final days of the year, I hope you’re able to spend it with the people and/or things that are most important to you. 😊💕

“And...done!” Leviathan declared.  “All the data from your old D.D.D. is now transferred to your new one.”

“Thanks, Levi,” Beelzebub said as he retrieved the phone from his older brother’s outstretched hand.  “You’re a lifesaver.”

“No problem, but try not to eat your phone anymore.  I don’t want to have to keep doing this.”

“Right, sorry...” 

Leviathan picked up his wireless controller and resumed the video game he was playing before Beelzebub had entered his bedroom.  “I meant to ask earlier, but why did you eat your old phone anyway?”

“Oh, it was because of the background I had on it,” Beelzebub explained.  “I was really hungry, so I was going to order some food on Akuber.  But when I grabbed my phone and saw the photo of the Bloody Terrine that Barbatos made for my birthday on the screen, I ate it without thinking.”

“Seriously?!” Leviathan shouted.  “Geez, your stomach always manages to act before your brain can, huh?”  He continued pressing away at the controller’s buttons without looking at the larger demon beside him.  “You’d better choose a new background then, otherwise Lucifer will do worse than just giving you extra chores.  You’ll probably have to pay for the new phone next time, too.”

“You’re right,” Beelzebub agreed, his eyebrows furrowed with concern.  “What if he won’t let me eat until I have enough money to buy it?  Or he puts a curse on the fridge so I can’t ever open it again?”  A loud growl from the Avatar of Gluttony’s stomach seemed to make Leviathan’s room shake.  “Just thinking about it is making me famished.  Levi, what should I do?  I don’t want to eat my phone again.”

The aforementioned demon felt a pang in his chest in response to his younger brother’s worried tone.  “Uh, well, you just need to choose a background that isn’t food-related.  Then you won’t accidentally eat it, right?”

“Sure, but...I don’t know what to change it to,” Beelzebub admitted.

“How about an epic screenshot from a video game?” Leviathan suggested.  “I’ve got a ton of them saved on my consoles’ photo galleries!”

“Is that what you have as your background?”

“My gaming PC, yes.  My D.D.D., not a chance!  Only the lovely Ruri-chan is allowed to grace my phone screen!  Take a look!”  The otaku paused the game again to proudly hold out his phone for his brother to see.  “This is a screenshot from the Season 3 finale when Ruri-chan gives an epic yet heart-warming monologue about her time in the human world.  She talks about the friends she’s made, the battles she’s fought, and the things she’s come to love about that realm, and how she’ll continue to protect the human world no matter what evil tries to stand in her way.  It’s my favorite speech in the whole series!  And by this episode, the animators have mastered Ruri-chan down to the tiniest detail, which is easy for a true fan to notice when you think about the animation style in Seasons 1 and 2—”

“Most of the anime I like has food in it,” Beelzebub interjected nonchalantly, “and there aren’t any games that I like that much.  What else could I do?”

“For starters, don’t interrupt me!”  Leviathan then sighed while pocketing his phone.  He redirected his focus to the screen, unpaused his game, and said, “I don’t have any other ideas right now, so try asking Belphie or something.  Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a legendary weapon to find!”

--

“You’re trying to come up with a new background for your phone?” Belphegor questioned, sitting up from his nest of pillows and blankets in the attic to give his twin his undivided attention.

“That’s right,” Beelzebub answered with a nod.  “I need something that won’t make me think of food.”

The younger twin mulled over the dilemma for a few moments.  “Why not just copy my background?”

“Yours?  It’s a picture of some of the Devildom constellations, right?  That suits you well, Belphie, so you should keep it for yourself.  I don’t want to copy it.”

“Are you sure?  I honestly don’t mind.”

“I know, but I’m sure.  That’s special for you.”

“All right.  Then maybe you could use a different photo of outside scenery.  Is there a specific view that you enjoy?”

"I like seeing a huge meal being placed in front of me at an outdoor restaurant," Beelzebub replied matter-of-factly.

Belphegor shook his head tiredly, partly blaming himself for not clarifying his question further to avoid this predictable response. "Beel, I meant 'outside scenery' as in something in nature, like how I chose the constellations."

"Oh, right."  Beelzebub considered the question more carefully this time.  "I like the beach.  I had a fun time with everyone when we went there last summer.”

Belphegor smiled at the memory.  “That’s a good one.  We did a lot on that trip, didn’t we?”

“Yeah.  We had swimming races, water gun fights, snowcones, broiled deathfish—”  A familiar rumble abruptly silenced Beelzebub.  “Uh-oh, the beach makes me think of all the things we ate there.  I don’t think I can use it as my phone background after all.”

“In that case, any photo from the trips we’ve gone on probably won’t work either,” Belphegor realized, lightly scratching at his cheek.  “Hmm, what else might work?”

Just then, the pair heard footsteps reaching the top of the attic stairs and saw their blond-haired brother peeking inside the room.

“There you are,” Satan sighed.  He appeared somewhat disgruntled at the sight of Belphegor—bedhead, dried drool, and all—sitting comfortably atop the low rounded bed.  “I had a feeling you’d be napping up here when you didn’t show up to our Anti-Lucifer League meeting.”

“Ah, sorry,” Belphegor apologized half-heartedly, “I overslept a bit, and then I got distracted while helping Beel.”

“With what?” Satan inquired.

“I’m trying to pick a new background for my phone that won’t make me want to eat it,” Beelzebub explained.  “What do you have for your phone, Satan?”

“Mine is a photo I took the other day of two stray cats sleeping beside each other,” Satan answered.  “They looked so peaceful snuggling together that I couldn’t help myself.  Before that, though, it was a photo I found of Cat Island in the human world.  Images of cats are always wonderful to see.”

“No surprise there,” Belphegor commented.  “Well, did that give you any inspiration, Beel?”

“Actually,” Beelzbub began, “remember that animal documentary we watched last week, Satan?  I think a background of one of those animals would be nice.  Can you help me find a picture?”

“Sure,” Satan agreed, “but then Belphie and I really need to get to work on planning our next prank, okay?”

After searching through online photos of Devildom animals, Beelzebub settled on a picture of some baby devil chickens, which Satan promptly saved to set as his younger brother’s new phone background.

“Nice choice, Beel,” Belphegor remarked, having gotten off the bed to look at his twin’s phone screen.

“It’s not as good as cats,” Satan noted, “but devil chicks aren’t so bad either.”

Beelzebub smiled warmly, glancing between his brothers and then back to the image within his hand.  “They’re cute, especially that really tiny one that’s with them here.  Ah, that makes me think of how nice and plump they’ll all be when they grow up into big devil chickens.”  His rumbling stomach echoed through the room.  “Oh...  Now I want to eat fried devil chicken.”

“I guess you’ll have to forego a background with animals, too,” Satan concluded with a shrug.  “Belphie and I have to get going now, but we can help you brainstorm some more ideas later, if you still haven’t decided on one.  In the meantime, why don’t you ask Asmo for advice?”

--

“My wallpaper?” Asmodeus repeated while fixing his long bangs.  “Why, it’s me, of course!  I pick a different selfie every day to admire on my phone screen.”

In retrospect, Beelzebub realized that he should’ve seen this coming.  Nonetheless, he figured that some follow-up questions may better aid him in his quest to choose his own phone background:  “But why?  You see yourself in the mirror and on Devilgram every day, don’t you?  Why do you need to see yourself on your phone screen, too?”

Asmodeus immediately ceased fidgeting with his appearance in his vanity mirror and twisted back to stare at Beelzebub with a gobsmacked expression.  “Um, isn’t it obvious?  Who wouldn’t want to see such a gorgeous face gazing at you any chance you get?  I mean, look at me!”  He stood from his chair to gesture to his entire body.

Beelzebub’s brow furrowed as he stared back at the Avatar of Lust.  “...I’m looking?”

Asmodeus huffed in surrender.  “Give me your D.D.D.,” he ordered.  “Maybe it’ll make more sense if you had a photo of yourself as your background.”

“I’m not sure...”

“You won’t know until you try!  Just hand it here!”

Without further protest, Beelzebub relinquished his phone to Asmodeus.  He watched quietly as his older brother opened the Devilgram app and scrolled to a particular photo from his AsmoBaby account.  A few taps later and the image was boldly displayed as Beelzebub’s phone background.

“Is this one of the photos you took of me while we were working out together?” Beelzebub asked, the device now returned to him.

“Yup, that’s right!” Asmodeus admitted with a cheery nod.  “It blew up on my page after I posted it.  You even gained more followers, as well!”

“Really?  But it’s just a picture of me doing a push-up.”

“What are you saying?!  Look closely!”  Asmodeus started pointing at specific parts of the image while he spoke.  “That determined expression, those toned arms, the sweat dripping from your face, your fitting clothes...   Whether it’s this photo or one of my countless selfies, don’t you feel absolutely enamored and energized upon witnessing such a breathtaking figure?  That’s how everyone in the comments felt!”

Beelzebub tilted his head quizzically, not understanding his brother’s—or his fans’—enthusiasm over the photo.  “I just feel hungry,” he stated simply, his hand resting on his stomach.  He had been trying to solve his phone-background-predicament for quite a while without a single snack, and the hunger was now becoming too much to bear.

“Ooh, yes!” Asmodeus exclaimed excitedly.  “Plenty of the comments here mention that they experienced a sort of ravenous urge when they viewed this photo.”

“That’s...not what I meant. ...I think?  Never mind.  A picture of myself—or you—won’t work for me, but thanks for trying, Asmo.  I’m going to the kitchen.”

--

“I’m sorry!  I’m sorry!  I won’t do it again, Lucifer!  I promise!”

Beelzebub halted briefly at one of the breaks in the staircase within the entrance hall area.  He glanced over to find an annoyed Lucifer in the midst of restraining a pleading Mammon who will soon be strung from the ceiling (i.e. a common scene in the House of Lamentation—nothing noteworthy, in Beelzebub’s opinion).

“If I had a Grimm for every time you’ve ‘promised’ that, then your latest debt would be easily paid off,” Lucifer remarked, unfazed by his younger brother’s begging.

“I mean it this time!  I swear!” Mammon declared as he squirmed relentlessly within the strong rope being tied around him.  He then noticed Beelzebub wordlessly walking around them to head to the kitchen, hoping to remain unseen.  “Beel!  Hey, Beel!  You believe me, don’tcha?!  Tell Lucifer what a great and trustworthy demon I am!”

“I’d rather not be involved,” Beelzebub responded, uncomfortably rubbing one of his hands over the other.

“I’ll buy ya a meal at Hell’s Kitchen!” Mammon bargained.

“Mammon is a great and trustworthy demon,” Beelzebub promptly stated to Lucifer.

The eldest brother shook his head with a sigh.  “I can assure you that Mammon doesn’t have the funds to buy even a crumb of food,” he said.  “Perhaps spending the night here will remind him why he needs to manage his money better.  Speaking of managing things, have you refrained from consuming your new D.D.D. thus far, Beel?”

“Yeah, I still have it.  I’m trying to decide on a background that won’t make me want to eat it again.  Belphie and the others have given me suggestions, but nothing’s worked out.”

“That’s probably ‘cause they were thinkin’ about stuff that they like,” Mammon asserted.  “Lemme guess:  You’ve been told to try something with fictional characters, cats or animals in general, selfies, and relaxing outdoor views, right?”

Beelzebub blinked in astonishment.  “Wow, you listed everything they said.”

Mammon gave a short victorious laugh before exclaiming, “Of course I did!  You guys are so predictable!”

“Is that so?” Lucifer questioned with a knowing smirk.  “I believe you’re just as predictable, Mammon.  If I had to guess, I’d say that every time you unlock your phone, you’re met with a picture of my credit card, correct?”

“Her name is Goldie, ya know!”  Mammon paused as the rest of Lucifer’s words caught up to him.  “W-Wait, how did ya—  Whatever!  That was just a lucky guess!  Now it’s my turn to prove how predictable you are, Lucifer.”

“You’re awfully cheeky for someone who’s about to be hanging upside down for the next several hours.  But go ahead, let’s hear it.”

“Your phone background—”  Mammon stopped for a second to create a dramatic effect.  “—is just the default one!”

“You mean the image that’s already there when you get a new phone?” Beelzebub inquired.

“Impressive,” Lucifer complimented the second-born demon brother.  “You were right, Mammon.”

“HA!  I knew it!” Mammon cheered.  “Man, that’s so lame—  OW!!  I-I meant ‘tame!’  ‘Cause, y’know, you’re so prim and proper and a total straight-laced stick-in-the-mud—  GAHHH!!  Quit tightening the rope so hard!”

“Apparently you didn’t hear me,” Lucifer stated with another sharp pull on the ropes, “I said you were right.  As in, that used to be my phone background until some time ago.”

Beelzebub was once again amazed by Mammon’s skill in guessing such information about his brothers, but now he was curious about Lucifer’s phone.  “So, what’s your background now?” he asked.

“It’s a photo of Diavolo, Barbatos, and myself at the castle," Lucifer explained.  "Diavolo discovered that I never changed my background ever since I got my D.D.D. and pestered me until I agreed to replace it.  Making it a group photo was Barbatos’s idea, and that’s how it ended up including all three of us.”

“Do you not like it?” Beelzebub wondered.

“I wouldn’t say that.  I don’t see the background that often because I’m usually using an app on the phone, so that’s why I was indifferent about what the image was.  Diavolo believes that choosing a background makes a phone more personal and special to each individual.  I suppose I can’t disagree with him on that.  Should I ever misplace it, I’ll know right away that it’s my D.D.D. from the one-of-a-kind picture on the screen.”  Lucifer tied the last knot on the ropes and added, “But that's enough talk for now.  I need to finish with Mammon's punishment.”

Blocking out the sound of Mammon’s wailing as Lucifer proceeded to string him up to the ceiling, Beelzebub slowly trekked toward the kitchen while mulling over all of the ideas that his brothers provided.  However, no matter what he came up with, each potential background made him feel hungry in some kind of way.  

Beelzebub was about ready to bury his problem under the weight of all of the food in the kitchen when he passed by MC’s bedroom.  He peeked through the crack in their open door to see them working on something at their desk, their familiar refreshing appearance effortlessly subduing his hunger pangs.  They always seemed to know how to aid him whenever he felt troubled, so maybe they would know the perfect phone background for him.  A knock on the door was all it took for him to be granted access to his favorite human and share his dilemma with them.

MC hummed in thought as they processed everything Beelzebub told them.  “When you think about it,” they began, “all of your brothers chose pictures of things that they like, right?  Or things that are important to them.  What’s most important to you, Beel?”

“Most important to me...?” Beelzebub murmured.  Within the next few moments, a grin stretched across his face.  “I got it.  I know what I want my background to be, MC.”

--

“Okay, everyone!” Asmodeus called out cheerfully after adjusting the tripod that held Beelzebub’s phone.  “Move in closer so we can all fit!”

The seven other inhabitants of the House of Lamentation attempted to maneuver into two straight rows in front of Asmodeus.

“Ugh, I don’t want to be any closer to Lucifer than necessary," Satan grumbled as he settled into place in the front row.

“Are you still bitter that I caught you and Belphie preparing that shoddy trap for me in front of my study?” Lucifer inquired with his arms crossed while he stood tall behind the Avatar of Wrath.  “Next time, the two of you should plan it out better.”

Satan gritted his teeth.  “Oh, believe me:  We will.”  He then shot a glare at the youngest brother beside him.  “Won’t we, Belphie?”

“Yeah, yeah, I shouldn’t have nodded off while we were working,” Belphegor admitted.  “More importantly, Mammon, stop pulling MC away from me so that they can be closer to you.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” Mammon argued.  “I’m just makin’ sure ya don’t try to snuggle up to ‘em and take a nap on their shoulder during the photo!”

“At this point, it looks like I’m the one snuggling up to you,” MC noted, their side pressed against Mammon’s.  “Let’s all just be next to each other in a normal way.”

Mammon released his tugging on MC and turned his head away to hide his blush.  “F-Fine.  Just don’t come cryin’ to me if ya get drool all over ya.”

“Sounds like someone’s salty about getting rejected, LMAO,” Leviathan snickered.

Mammon turned around to bark at his younger brother, “Shaddup!” 

“Levi, make room for me at the end there so I can be more behind MC!” Asmodeus instructed.

“Huh?!  I have to move over even more?” Leviathan inquired in disbelief, already feeling claustrophobic.

“HA!  Serves ya right!” Mammon jeered.

“Will you stop shouting, Mammon?” Satan complained.

“All right, all right, let’s all calm down,” MC spoke up.  “We’re supposed to be taking a nice photo for Beel to make as his phone background, remember?”

“That’s right,” Lucifer chimed in.  “I expect you all to behave, or else we’ll be retaking this photo all day until we get it right.”

“Beel, is this fine with you?” Belphegor asked worriedly while glancing back at his twin.

Beelzebub nodded with a bright smile, grateful that everyone had accepted the request he had made the previous day.  “Yeah, this is perfect.”

“Looks like we’re all in,” Asmodeus announced.  “I’m starting the timer now!”

The steady ding of the phone’s camera timer counting down echoed in the House of Lamentation’s living room while Asmodeus hurried over to his spot and everyone else prepared themselves for the photo.  Beelzebub’s gaze grew more tender as he looked at each member of the group from the back row.  These were the individuals he was happy to call “family,” and they were more important to him than anything else in the three realms.  Overcome with joy and love, he leapt forward just as the camera’s flash went off, wrapping his arms around those next to him and leaning closer to those in the front row.  The action startled most of them, evident in their expressions captured in the photo.  Although it turned out to be a more candid shot than originally intended, Beelzebub treasured this picture that he kept as a permanent background on his phone.

[loversj0y]

hi! i saw you were taking requests so i thought i’d send one your way!

can you write a sapnap x reader where everyone forgets the readers birthday, and they feel really down, until sapnap surprises them with a little cake or something. maybe he reveals his feelings and a sort of friends to lovers type thing? sorry if that doesn’t make any sense <3

this is absolutely adorable and as someone who has always had lackluster birthdays this one felt so indulgent < 3

also i am begging this formats correctly tumblr do Not let me down pls

Birthday Wishes

pairing: sapnap x reader (no pronouns used)

no tws except for like loneliness/sadness mentions

Your birthday had never been a grand event. Without many friends, you never had too wild of a birthday. Ever since you started streaming, you’d hoped that would change. You had a lot more friends now! And you lived nearby a few of them! But when you woke up, it was… practically silent. There were fans on Twitter, of course, but your friends didn’t say anything. Sure, they were all busy people, and that's fine. But you had somewhat higher hopes. Your birthday tended to be a solemn affair in the first place, but with your hopes being a bit higher, it just felt even worse this time around.

Eventually, you decided to do a quick stream, something to just make you feel a bit better. Everyone in chat was super kind, giving the sweetest birthday wishes, asking how your birthday was, and everything. You played it up for them, you didn’t want anyone to know how down you actually were. Yes, you were sad, but you didn’t want people to know or, even worse, think you were trying to make them feel bad. You’d been live for almost two hours when you started getting a bit tired. It was pretty late by this point. You said goodbye to everyone on stream before logging out.

You let your head sit on your desk for a moment before your doorbell rings. With a huff of frustration, you stood, shuffling over to your door. You opened it, fully expecting it to be just some package or something, but instead, you were met with the face of your best friend, holding a small cake in his hands. “Sapnap?”

“Happy birthday! Sorry, I’m kind of late. I was supposed to be here way earlier, but I stayed up late because I was excited to leave, which made me sleep in, and then-“

“Sap, you’re rambling.”

“Right, my bad.”

You opened the door for him to walk in, and he carefully set the cake down on your counter. Sapnap lived a bit far from you, which was a bummer, but honestly, the fact that he’d driven all the way out here for your birthday regardless was incredibly endearing. You’d honestly been developing a crush for him in the recent months, ever since the two of your first met in person, and knowing that he’d do this much for you made you at least somewhat hopeful. “So, what’s going on?” You asked softly, looking up at him.

“What do you mean?” He cocked his head a bit, giving you a slightly confused look. “It’s your birthday, we’re celebrating.”

You let a small smile grace your face, “You drove all the way out here and bought a cake. You actually remembered?”

He nodded, a bit of a goofy grin on his face, “Yeah. Everyone else remembered too, but, I,” he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “I wanted to be the first one to say it to you, and I had to make my way out here too, so,”

“So you’re the reason all my friends ignored me the whole day?”

He paled a bit, “Well, I mean, when you put it like that-“

You laughed softly, “I’m teasing you. It’s sweet, Sap, really.”

He gave you a sheepish grin, pulling you over by your arm, “C’mon, I’m gonna sing for you.”

“No, you don’t have to-“

“You’re fuckin’ funny if you think I won’t. C’mere,” He beckoned you over, pulling out the cheesiest party hats you’d ever seen, putting one on the both of you. You crossed your arms but no matter how hard you tried to frown, you couldn’t wipe the smile from your face. Especially not as Sapnap began basically scream-singing the words to happy birthday. Once he finished, he beckoned to the candle burning on top. You carefully blew it out, selfishly wishing for Sapnap. He cheered a bit, cutting two pieces of cake for the both of you. You two sat in comfortable silence as you ate your pieces before you spoke up.

"You know, I’m sure half my neighborhood knows it’s my birthday, now.”

“Good, they’d better. And they’d better give you a good gift.”

“A gift better than your singing?”

“Hey, my singing is fantastic. Plus, that’s not my gift. I actually made you something. I mean, I had help, but,” he rubbed the back of his neck, reaching into his bag.

“You made me something? You did that have to do that. Oh, and speaking of help, where are the other boys? They didn’t feel like wishing me a happy birthday?”

He shrugged a bit, “It actually kind of has to do with the present,” he pulled out a gift bag from his backpack, handing it over to you.

“Really? Okay then,” you carefully took the bag, pulling out the card first.

“Don’t read the card yet!” He exclaimed.

You chuckled softly, “Okay, damn, I won’t, weirdo.” You hummed, grabbing the contents of the bag. It was a bag of your favorite candy, a small mug you eyed when you and Sapnap went to target a month ago, and then a small canvas, with a painting of the first in-person photo you and Sapnap ever took together. It was by no means professional quality, but that made it infinitely better. Plus the little cartooned additions of flames and little doodles Sapnap added. You teared up slightly, “Sap, this is amazing. I love it so much.”

He still looked nervous. “You can open the note now.”

You nodded, grabbing the card and carefully opening it.

‘I know I’m not great with words, so I used a card to better put this out there. I’m really happy you’re in my life, you’re a great friend and an even better person. However, I want to ask something. And that is if the lovely birthday person would give me the honor of taking them out on a date?’

You looked up, eyes wide. “Really?” He nodded softly, looking incredibly shy. “You actually like me?”

“You don’t have to be rude about it.”

“No! No I-I’m not, trust me. I just. I like you too, I just never thought you’d actually like me.”

“Wait so. Is that a yes?”

You grinned softly, “If you’d have me.”

His face split into a grin, rushing forward and pulling you into a hug. “Fucking of course I would.”

You hugged him back tightly. “Thank you for the best birthday.” Fastest birthday wish ever.

[hresvelged]

TOA Anniversary Munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: you :)

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Name: Tiff

Pronouns: she/her

Birthday (no year): December 2

Where are you from? What is your time zone? Southern USA, EST. I'm not from here originally though.

Roleplay experience: 15+ years on and off lol.

Got any pets? Not at the moment.

Favorite time of year: Fall!

Some interests and things you like: Cosplay, poetry, sleeping.

Some funfacts & trivia about you: I used to be an idol dance performer! Not anymore alas but it was fun.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Persona, a bunch of rhythm games such as Love Live and ProSekai, and I love the mystery genre (has played Danganronpa and going through Raincode rn lol). Also just started HSR yesterday.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: I have no idea I'm sorry my brain is fried.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I saw 3 Houses all over my social media when it was released. I was intrigued so I checked it out and here I am.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? I've played all the newer ones from FE11 on. And I've read scripts/watched videos of FE4 and FE5. I intend on tackling the other games too!

First Fire Emblem game: Three Houses

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Three Houses

Any Fire Emblem crushes? Alfred and Diamant beloveds.

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? - Awakening: Chrom - Fates: Can't remember - Three Houses: Edelgard - Engage: Alfred

Favorite Fire Emblem class: Dark Mage

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? A mage, probably a healer.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Black Eagles

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Edelgard/Dimitri/Claude emblem. But excluding the DLC emblems, then Marth!

How did you find TOA? I saw a post for it on Twitter and was intrigued haha.

Current TOA muses: Edelgard, Céline

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Flayn! I don't have her anymore but I could probably still tackle her. I spent a lot of time thinking about her and all that. I do still love her but I'm not sure I'd bring her back.

Have you had any other TOA muses? Flayn, Dorothea, Annette, Elice, Yunaka

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? The muses that tend to stick the best for me/the characters I stan the most are usually serious girls lol. Girls with a strong will and determination.

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? Scenarios that allow for deep-diving into my muses that I cannot get from mundane threads. I love those, but I love the threads where both muses benefit. I also love writing Timeskip stuff that I do on my own time.

Favorite TOA-related memory: All good memories. I enjoy the lore events a lot because my muses always get something out of them. Special shoutout to KKE.

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? Have just about finished SoV recently so my muse delusions are Valentia related. :D We'll see though.

[crowandthefics]

Leslie’s slow decline into madness

A Toa fic

All parts!

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Hi, my names Leslie papadopoulos. My favorite jolly rancher color is red, I love mythomagic, and my brothers identity was stolen by a god.

Pretty wild, right? On my 14th birthday my brother, Lester went out and didn’t come back. I remember it well:

“Be back by 3 Lester, you wouldn’t wanna miss your sisters party,” Mom says, as Lester opened the door

“don’t worry mom! I’ll be back in time.” Lester huffs as he steps out.

Lester didn’t come back that day, or any other day. I spent the whole party saying

“I’m not doing that till Lester’s back!”

It was a rather sad party as you can imagine.

My mom made me blow out my candles before all my friends left. by then I had already figured out Lester wasn’t coming back any time soon.

My wish as I blew out my candles was for Lester to come home but the next time I would see him wouldn’t be for a long time.

Well, I never actually SAW him again, but one day he was on twitter for doing something stupid. I don’t even remember what, I just remember going to my mom all excited, and very scared because my brother was alive! And all the way in the way in LA… why was he there instead of at home? Why did he leave on my birthday? I thought we were close?

I cried that night.

Chapter two

I spent the weekend after my birthday crying. But alas I had to return to school on Monday.

I hardly payed much attention in class, how could I? My brother was gone! Why am I supposed to pretend like everything’s fine?

He was declared missing and I started believing he was dead if it wasn’t for all the images of him circling the internet.

Over the weeks my friends decided that I was to much work to be friends with. I don’t blame them, but it will always hurt.

I didn’t really make any new friends per say but this senior, Percy Jackson hung out with me. He could relate to losing people so he understood my pain as well as anyone could.

We weren’t friends but he shared my lunch period and didn’t have anyone else to sit with and neither did I. sometimes he shared his cookies with me!

The months were a blur. I didn’t know what to do so I retreated into fantasy. I already liked mythomagic but now it was my sole coping mechanism. As a result I started reading about the Greek gods.

Funny ain’t it? My brother was taken by the Greek gods and what did I hyper fixate on to escape reality? The Greek gods.

I collected every card and figure and knickknack that mythomagic made. It was all I could do to not to break down.

Then I started seeing things.

Chapter three

I started seeing things. The birds were huge monsters, a dog running down the street could look like hellhounds from my mythomagic cards, I saw teenagers holding swords.

I tried to ignore it for so long, what was I supposed to say?

“Hey mom that kid over there has a sword on his belt!”

Hell no, they’d put me in a mental hospital I’m sure!

…and my parents already lost a child, I can’t make them live with a mentally unstable child.

So I pretend everything’s normal. I don’t see weird things and I’m not breaking apart. But I learned quickly, it’s hard to hide that stuff.

“Leslie! Leslie, are you listening to me?” My mom asked frantically.

I had started crying in the living room, I couldn’t handle all the stress anymore. My brother was missing, I’m failing my classes, and on top of that I’m hallucinating now!

“I want Lester back!” I say through tears.

The rest of that night is spent like that, I wouldn’t listen to reason at.

The next week my parents put me in therapy at the first place they could find. I like to say it helped, all I really did was talk about Lester though. By this point he’d been gone for four months.

It wasn’t long after I started talking about seeing things that I was diagnosed with schizophrenia.

I thought I had things figured out on that until one of the ‘hallucinations’ attacked me, like physically hurt me.

I was out for a walk, my therapist told me getting outside more might help.

I fell to the ground before I could think or react. I couldn’t see the monster so I didn’t know what it was, all I could do was scream.

Then there was just dust and an arrow. A girl with green hair walked up and retrieved her arrow. She looked at me and shook her head, muttering something to herself before telling me: “you should get as far from downtown as you can.”

I didn’t ask questions. I got up and left.

What? Did you expect that I’d stay and find out what was going on? Hell no when straight home and pretended nothing happened, I told my mom I fell to explain any injuries. Apparently the rest of everywhere did to because I saw nothing online about monsters or archers in downtown New York.

It was calm for a while. Until mid June.

Chapter 4

Mid June. They found his body near the Empire State Building.

It was red and brunt, painful brunt. My brother had burned to his death.

He wasn’t crispy the way you’d expect from someone who burned to death, no, he was bright red, red like a cherry jolly rancher.

It confused people. He evenly brunt all over, how was the burn so uniform? It was mystery. A mystery I didn’t want to think about.

My mother tried to calm me down, I was screaming and crying. She offered my what was supposed to be my favorite candy, a red jolly rancher.

“Red red red red no that’s what Lester looked like!” I had cried

Red used to be my favorite color, now I can’t look it and not cry.

I tried to stay calm, I really did! But I couldn’t, my brother, Lester, my dumbass brother who played piano and was late to everything and used to think you eat sunscreen was dead and I wanted him back.

All I could do was sob, my father pulled me away from the scene and took me home. My mom stayed to handle things.

I sat in the center of Lester’s room, just talking as if to him.

“Hey Lester did you know that though Demeter has the worst attack power she has the unrivaled defense?”

“Lester Lester will you play Mary had a little lamb?”

“I’m boreddd Lester… I miss you”

It helped calm me down in the afterwards. His funeral would be the next week but I wasn’t ready to see him again.

Until then, I talk to the walls.

Chapter 5

I stare out the car window on the way to the funeral.

It wasn’t raining, it was bright and sunny. Lester would’ve been sad to know his funeral was on a sunny day. He always wanted a funeral in the rain, for dramatic effect.

At the funeral home I saw way more people than I expected. People I never met.

I was anxious around the people but I tried not to pay attention. Instead eating strawberries. They had been Lester’s favorite snack so we had tons of them.

I ended up talking to one of the people who I didn’t know. He introduced himself as lyre.

“I’m sorry about the loss of your brother,” lyre said, he looked almost guilty. I wondered why.

“No, don’t apologize. You didn’t kill him.” I slightly laughed. Coping with dark humor.

Lyre glanced around nervously before laughing as well, he looked rather awkward.

“Well, still. I hope you’ve been holding up alright,” lyre responded.

“Does talking to walls count as alright?” I ask, to which lyre only shrugs.

The conversation ended there. I felt a bit weird about lyre but I just moved on, I felt weird about a lot of things right now.

I talked to a lot of people who I didn’t know. A set of siblings: will, Austin and Kayla. They were sweet, but Kayla looked familiar to me and I couldn’t figure it out. I ignored that weird feeling too.

I talked about the concept of death with someone named Nico. He was actually really helpful and helped me calm down even in the slightest. “Death happens eventually to everyone. I know it’s so cliche, but it’s gonna be ok eventually. I know how it feels to lose a sibling.”

He also played Mythomagic to so we talked about that for a while. It was something I understood like the back of my hand and it helped to talk about something I understood.

There was a little girl, said her name was Meg. She put a hyacinth on Lester and gave me a potted plant; “so you won’t be as lonely, it can’t replace your brother but it’s something at least!” She told me. It was also a hyacinth.

I held that plant the whole day.

I certainly watered it with my tears.

I can’t remember his service, I just know I cried the whole thing.

I had written out a poem he liked and placed it in his coffin along with my mythomagic figure of his favorite god, Hermes. He liked him because tricks and pranks and shenanigans were some of his favorite things.

At the graveyard I helped shovel the dirt over the coffin.

Staring at his grave I broke down again. Seeing his name in stone made it real.

Long after the funeral was over I sat talking to the grave. As if having a conversation.

Then lyre was there, He just appeared.

“Oh- uhm- sorry hi.” I scrambled to form coherent sentences.

Lyre just sat next to me. After a few minutes of awkward silence he started talking: “I am responsible for his death.” He said.

I blink, “what?”

“Earlier you said not to apologize because it wasn’t my fault, but it was. My name isn’t Lyre, my name is Apollo, and I am responsible for the death of lester.” He took a breath. “I don’t usually tell Mortals about the world of gods, but your life was ruined by it so you are owed an explanation.”

I stare at her. “Explain,” I say sharply.

“I am the god Apollo. I’m sure you know what that means from your little card game-“ I cut her off, “mythomagic.”

“-yes that. How do I put this… I recently went through ‘trials’ of sorts, my father, Zeus made me mortal in the body of Lester papadopoulos. Which is why he disappeared and eventually died. When I ascended to Olympus I can only assume his body couldn’t handle the amount of divine power and burnt to his death. So, young Leslie, I can do nothing but apologize to you,” lyre- Apollo explained to me.

“… with all the weird monsters I’ve been seeing I can’t even say I don’t believe you,” I say, dumbfounded.

Apollo sighs. “If I could bring Lester back, I would, but I can’t.” He takes a breath. “I must be leaving now, goodbye, Leslie papadopoulos.” And he disappears in a puff of gold.

I was mad. Horribly mad. I look at my brothers grave. “Lester. I will make sure he doesn’t just- just move on without caring about what. I swear that to you. I love you.” I hug his grave.

And thus begins my insanity.

Chapter 6

I’m tired. I don’t want to deal with this anymore. I curse the heavens but there’s nothing I can do.

I hate the sun, I hate archery, I hate music- I hate everything Apollo stands for!

I tore apart my Apollo card, I tore a lot of my Mythomagic cards. I wasn’t thinking straight. I was scared and tired and angry, so angry.

Once I came to my senses I shoved the rest of my set in a box into the closet.

I went to my brothers grave so often. One day I was just talking to him in ramblings.

“Ya know what if I summoned Satan? Maybe if I do that I can trade my soul and everything will be fixed.” I laughed, leaned on his grave.

“How hard is it to kill god, do you think?” I asked him.

Things went just like that til I met Anne. Anne was a child of Apollo as she said.

“I fought against the gods in a war a few years back. The second titan war.” She explained to me.

Most importantly about Anne, she was willing to help me make sure Apollo never forgot what happened to Lester.

Anne and I became good friends quickly. And by August we had our plan.

Then, Anne and my plans were found out by a god.

Anne was killed by the gods.

I tore up the paper plans and sunk them in the water. I deleted any digital plans.

I removed all evidence of Anne from my life. I pretended none of that ever happened.

I decided I’d move on from the mess that has happened the last 9 months of my life. I had school to finish, I could make my life a life again.

But things could never be how I wanted them anymore.

My name is Leslie papadopoulos. I hate the color red, my Mythomagic set is long forgotten in a closet and my brother was killed by the gods.

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[dragonmuse]

20 Questions for Fanfci writers

I was tagged by @thetragicallynerdy ! Thank you!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

278. Please remember I've been writing for 20+ years and I did port everything over when I left LJ.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

4,491,070, but that is artificially inflated from the 800k repost of Leda Verse in one file, so it's actually 3.6 million give or take.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now just OFMD, but uh...many. So many.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. How (thanks to Gabriel) Dean and Castiel (accidentally) raised each other (and Sam). Supernatural. Dean/Castiel. Sam/Gabriel. I wrote this 11 years ago. It's a juggernaut.

2. A Mountain I'm Willing to Die On. Zootopia. Judy Hopps/Nick Wilde. I have no defense, I was compelled as soon as I saw the movie.

3. (Redacted because fuck J.K. Rowling, but I refuse to take down work and pretend that I was never in the fandom. The story comes with a very clear disclaimer that I do not support or agree with her in any way.)

4. Jonathan to his David. MCU. Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes. The one were Steve has a tiny penis and Bucky is into it.

5. All the First Times. MCU. Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes. One of those stories where Bucky heals in the Avengers Tower.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

YES! Because I love to stay thank you and it helps build community! <3 Love you all.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Treacherous Waters. The Hobbit. Fili/Kili. I got many shrieking comments on this one, including 'I actually curled around my computer making distressed sounds of horror' Very proud of myself for that one.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

That's pretty subjective. A lot of my fics end pretty happily with personal growth, found family, and parties.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So far I've mostly managed to avoid being picked up on that radar. I've gotten stray comments, but it's rarely hate. I think it's mostly because I've never quite gotten popular enough to draw that kind of attention. I know the more attention a fic has gotten, the more likely I am to start to get odd comments or asks. I'm also not very active on Twitter which I think helps.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Rarely! I used to subscribe to the theory that if you don't put in smut, no one will read your work, but as birthday present to myself five or six year ago, I just stopped writing it as an experiment and while my hits went down, not nearly as much as you'd think. Now I only write if the mood really strikes me and am much happier for it.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yep! I don't think it was crazy, but I wrote a short Avengers/Mad Max one that I'm pretty proud of: Fresh Eden

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not stolen. I did have them put on Goodreads without permission which was a weird moment in fandom a few years back. I mean it's possible someone's stolen something and I haven't found out yet, I guess. My book has been pirated though.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Thanks to all the translators out there, you do incredible work for your community.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

A few times! Nothing super recent though there's WIP out there.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I don't have one. I'm a consummate multishipper. I will say my most consistent ship over the years is Brian/Bender of The Breakfast Club. I will always go back to that well.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

The SMAU I was working on in OFMD. It was a really fun experiment and I don't really have that much left to go, but the amount of work to make it was extensive.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue. I really love writing how people talk to each other and I think a lot about tone and vocabulary and styles.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Plotting. I tend to go by the seat of my pants.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I will generally just note when someone has switched languages. I don't have any confidence in auto translators and unless it's an established canon nickname or endearment, I try to avoid it. I admire multilingual authors so much!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Buffy! I was fifteen and it was a Willow/Spike fic. That was...almost twenty five years ago.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

The answer changes, and for a long time it was this Sam/Gabriel fic where I put my whole philosophy major ass into it. But these days, it's definitively Leda House and the Kraken Verse. How could it not be?

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Thanks so much for the tag, this was a lot of fun!! Neat to look back, too.

I'm gonna tag (but only if you feel like it friends!) @internerdionality @museaway @napneeders

If you didn't get tagged but see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged!!

[solradguy]

Happy birthday to brisket <3! I meant to say something on Twitter but it seemed to get kind of smelly. To my delight, I saw that someone wants to hunt me down (lol). They would have to leave the rock they live under and I doubt they could find their way out of a door frame!

I always like to take the opportunity to say nice things, so here! You’re a really cool guy, Mr. SolRadGuy (7oby) and I just wanted to say that! A very talented mutual! Your art is a true delight! I genuinely think your line art is next level! More people should follow your main account!!!

I still think it’s still a wild meme though. My friend doesn’t even play Bridget!

Happy birthday to Brisket!!! <3!!!!

Yeah.... I was going to @ you on the post but when it got ~200 likes in about 20 minutes I had a feeling it was going to take off in a bad way and I didn't want to subject you to whatever storm was coming lol.... It was mostly your basic internet troll/basement dweller though, but ugh the bad vibes, man!!

Awww thank you so much :') <3 I love how unique your GG redesigns and AU designs are, and how detailed they can be!!! And your Dizzy pieces from the Dizzy art challenge last year were really sweet too. It's always awesome seeing art of Dizzy doing something a little different than hanging out with Ky or cute animals (not that those subjects are bad!! but variety's the spice of life haha). I think more people should follow you too and check out your art!!

It really, truly, is just completely mind blowing how BIG that single post has gotten. You, your friend, and I have left a permanent impression on the landscape of Guilty Gear. A positive one too!! Sure there's been some sour apples, but the amount of people I've seen rally around the Brisket <3 meme and image as a sort of transgender friendship beacon has vastly outweighed the negativity. I think it's an emote in at least 3 of the GG servers I'm in haha