#season 3 come soon i cant take it anymore

[sataron]

that in-ho bithc is killing my braincells one by one i can feel.it hapoening right now somebody helllñlppppppplllññññllllllñññññ !!!!!!!!!!!

[imliterallyf7ckin9crazy]

“ℑ’𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔶𝔢𝔱, ℑ’𝔳𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢”

Squid game season 2

In-ho x f!reader

Warnings: in ho is obsessive, stalking, poverty, cannon violence, manipulation, Stockholm syndrome, loss of sanity, reader is an absurdist, childhood abuse, obsession, sad stuff.

NOT PROOF READ OR EDITED. This will also be a THREE PART SERIES bc quite honestly I can’t write much at one time smh. Also do not take reader too seriously she crazy as hell.

Also sorry reader and in-ho barely interact this chapter bc I needed to set the scene so you know what I’m talking abt. Pls read still tho bc I think it’s cool :3 you’ll need it for part two and part three.

TLDR: this is gonna be long af. So basically the reader is previous winner like gi hun only she went kinda crazy after her first game. So she gets like mentally locked in the games so to speak and so after she wins she doesn’t pay any of her debts and actually tried to accumulate more so she can be recruited again. She gets her card and when she talks to in ho he is like “why would u do this” and she’s like “bro bc i think I understand you and shi” and he’s like “if you can win again we can talk lol” and she is like bet. Only he tries to rig it against her. But she is dead set on winning.

A/N: am I projecting? Maybe. Also this shit is LONG sorry it took so long

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Sometimes, when you find yourself winding through random back alleys or when you lie your head to rest at night, you can still hear the screams..

You can still feel the reverberation of each gunshot fired into the innocent flesh of desperate people. The wetness of the blood that splatters your face as others die before your eyes and you can’t quite tell if the screaming your were hearing was theirs or yours.

And sometimes you can still make out all the promises that were made in the dormitory. The faint memories of the voices of friends you made. The exact sound of their voices lost to time, but the faces of their lifeless bodies remained unchanged in your mind. Some of them were at the hands of players and some of pink soldiers.

And one at your hands.

Life had been cruel to you long before being convinced to risk it all. To say your early life was messy would be an understatement. Years of falling to sleep bloody and bruised, countless hours of begging for basic needs, and endless attempts to run away and make it better. Trying anything to make you feel whole. Like nothing ever happened at all. Once you got a job your parents kicked you out and left you to fend for yourself. At first it was great, you didn’t feel like you were being suffocated anymore. Until you got fired.

The place you worked at was shut down due to the owner embezzling the money and getting caught. The business soon went down at for lack of funds. And the reality of life became clear to you once again. Over time the hope you had to escape your parents and live the life you dreamed of as a young girl was drained from your soul. Ever since then you’ve been doing this. Wandering the streets aimlessly, almost as if you had never been in your home city a day in your life. You can’t even see the faces of those around you. Every face is replaced by one of four faces… ever since then that is.

The first face is younger you, battered and bruised to all hell. You see her face on usually younger people. No matter what they’re saying or doing the expression she gives is always the same. Glosses over eyes and facial features set in a way that screams both “why would this happen to me” and “what the hell became of us”. You cant even begin to answer those questions.

The second is the face of your father. Almost every man looks like him now. Though you haven’t seen him in years, since the game he’s come back to haunt you. To remind you there’s more wrong with you than what happened in those couple days. That there’s more broken about you. His expression stays angry. Tense like he’s going to hit you. For this you almost never interact with men and if you do it always end poorly.

The third is the one drives you insane most.

There was this beautiful, kind girl you once knew. Growing up she was the only thing that made living worth it. You were picked on quite a bit at school, be it because you never really spoke or because you had to be such a goodie two shoes to stay out of trouble at home. But she always stepped in at just the right time to save you. Even though her own home situation was much less than desirable she still found time to comfort you when you were in shambles or got into trouble to defend you. You both told each other everything, both pillars in the other’s lives. But after being kicked out you were forced to lose contact, solely because you couldn’t contact her or get to her part of town. That was until you joined the games at your lowest possible time to try and get some money to keep your loaners from finding you and gutting you for profit. Guess who you saw.

The girl that meant everything to you was suddenly standing before you. Deep You both scolded each other for getting into so much debt you had to meet here. Giving each other shit, like you used to. Looking back you almost chuckle at that for the nativity you both had. You watched people die together. Sprayed and stained with so much blood you didn’t now who’s it was. She kept you alive in there, with out her keeping you calm you probably would have died or quite frankly killed yourself. Against all odds you made it to the final three together against a man who needed the money for his family. She told you it was “okay “to take his life in his sleep after the final dinner because he would have done the same if either of you if you had fallen asleep. That morals in this situation would only get you both stuffed into a gift box. And so you both took his life for the sake of yours. You can still feel your stomach dropping as he pleaded for his life while you and your friend stared down at him cruelly, begging falling on deaf ears as you tore him to shreds with dirty steak knives.

Of course after that it was final two. When the last game was revealed, squid game, you remembered only one could leave. Actually, the both of you used to play squid game in school. Even if it’s typically a “boys game”, she was great defense and you were quick enough for easy offense. Genuinely, those were one of your fondest memories. Of course you’d be pinned against each other for the last time. Though you didn’t know it, the VIPs plans were to be able to watch an animalistic death match. However, you and your friend came to an agreement. No weapons, no fist fights to the death. You both knew you couldn’t kill each other, so you decided to simply play the game for the last time. The loser would take their lives themselves, with honor. And so you did. It became your last good memory. You were laughing for the last time, giggling like you were back to being school girls beating the popular boys at their favorite game. You still roughed each other up, nearing the end you both couldn’t ignore you were fighting for the death. That one of your lives hinged on this moment.

At the end, it was you who had won. You told her that you could both just back down and go home. You tried to convince her but she was set on this being the end, regardless how much you cry. You still remember what she told you before she slit her own throat clean open with her steak knife right before you, blood mixing with the mud and rain of the arena.

She said “I can’t go back there. Not without that money. I’ve had more fun here with you than I ever did my whole life. I got to be a little girl again with you. I can’t go back. This is the way I want to go, y/n.” And gave you a smile with tears turned invisible because of the rain. But you knew she was crying. “I love you”

then she was gone. As you rushed to her side, screaming her name until your throat was raw and starting to bleed you noticed her face. This look of bliss on her face, this twisted look of satisfaction graced her features as she bled from her self inflicted wound and stained your clothes and soul forever. You see that face on almost every woman. Eyes wide in ecstasy, faint smile and whole face covered in bright red blood. How badly you wished it was you instead of her, how badly you wanted to feel the contentment in life she had in those final not. That day you decided when you died it would be like her on that day.

Lastly, the fourth one you weren’t sure if it really counted as a face. It was the black geometric mask of the man who supposedly put you there. After you won you got to speak with him on the way home. Blindfold sure, but you found a tiny sliver where you were able to make out what he looked like. It was less soulless than the pink guards you had seen. It actually looked like a face, only it was made of many shapes. No one ever has his face, but you see him everywhere, more than any of the others. He’s always in the corner of your eye, you can make out his mask in the shadows of buildings, swearing you can see him watching you through your house window at night. No matter where you are you feel him watching.

For those reasons you almost never go out during the day, preferring to slink around and waste your hard earned murder money on stupid shit or alcohol. After all, why not? It goes without saying you were never the same after the games. It became all you thought about, every waking hour became ‘how was that possible? Who was really behind it? Why would they do this?’ So many questions swirled in your mind. You had theories for each of those questions already sure, but physically no way to know for certain. That not knowing sunk so deeply into your blood and poisoned your mind you came up with a new question to silence the voices that screamed at you and the faces you saw.

‘How do I get back?’

You became obsessed with many insane schemes and ploys to get yourself back in. Countless hours poured into the optimum plan to weasel a way inside the game again and truly figure this shit out. So you went back to the basics

Question: how where the games possible? Answer: clearly it was a high budget operation, meaning the money was coming from somewhere. But I mean come on-that’s too much money for just one person not even including the cash prize! So it has to be multiple people funding the whole thing. Thats theory #1

Question: who is really behind it? Answer: Ties into previous theory. If it’s multiple people, then who? Who’s setting it up and then who’s paying? Clearly that masked man is the leader or else he wouldn’t be so reclusive… but who is he throwing these games for? He said it’s just to give people a second chance but that just can’t be true but it can’t be just for him. There has to be people watching, that’s theory #2.

Question: why would they do this? Answer: clearly it’s not just for helping the poor- that much is obvious. Now here’s the theory you have that will be impossible to prove without going back. You were thinking about the games…. Kids games and team games. Like ones you would see on tv. Then you remembered how many cameras were everywhere. LITERALLY everywhere. Could just be security but it feels like more. Then the amount of cash and not everyone has that much money. What if there was a couple people paying to watch? Honestly you couldn’t tell if you were onto something or on something but you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were being watched by something bigger. Theory #3

And lastly and the most important question.

“How are you getting back?”

Why did they pick everyone? Because you had crazy amounts of debt. How did they get you there? Played games in train stations, then got picked up in a car and gassed out.

After months of speculation and planing this was what you could come up with. You had already paid off all of your debt and had so much left over money. You started spending recklessly, at one point just handing out money. People looked at you crazy but you didn’t even know it. You were in your own world let alone had the courage to look at their faces…

You began taking out extremely large loans with no intentions of paying anything. You were going out of your way to accumulate as much debt as possible. Consciously double crossing dangerous people. You kinda hoped sometimes that all these people would be able to find you and put you out of your misery but you were just too good at playing life threatening games. As the year went on you continued to pour so much money into the drain in hopes to be put back on the list for the games. Until that fated time of year came, when you remember being kidnapped.

You eventually realized no matter what you did you’d probably never run out of cash. One very late night after a particularly rough day you decided to gather all your money and dump it into your fire pit and set it all on fire. The tears running down your face contrasting with the wide smile on your face. It was a very bittersweet feeling to watch all the money you killed and almost died for burn in front of your eyes. The money 455 people fought and were slaughtered like animals for being reduced to ashes. But it also felt so good to lose it all and return to at least one about your old life. The time of recruitment was drawing near. You kept wasting money and hiding for your life until you gained even more debt than you had the first time. Honestly you were kind of impressed with yourself- think about it! You were able to accrue more debt in one year than you did your whole life up to this point.

It did briefly cross your mind that if this doesn’t work you literally burned all your money and multiple gangs and organizations wanting to harvest your organs for a quick paycheck. If you don’t get back in this year the chances of you trying again next year before one of many catch and kill you are extremely low. Oddly enough you didn’t mind living on the edge anymore, living within an inch of losing your life daily became so normal to you it almost felt fun. You started to see the world much differently the closer it came to hunt for that elusive recruiter. You think you’re starting understand the whole point of the games themselves.

The more you lived the way you did the more of humanity you saw. The lows of the human experience and the ugliness that controlled the heart of every person alive. And you noticed that the grand majority of these horrors revolved around money. Now that money had lost all value to you it became silly to see all these people just like you were so desperate for just enough money to save them to come along. To be fair it gets to a point where all you can do is pray it will work itself out.

But you watched people run themselves in circles for cash. Kill and be killed for cash. Lie, cheat, betray all for money. You see that no amount of money can take away the wrongs you did for it. All it really is is paper with no actual value. That money doesn’t really mean anything, it’s all an imaginary system people made themselves. All people do to become rich means nothing but they are greedy enough to put money before life. The money means nothing, the actions mean everything.

So then what’s the point of living? If it’s all based off a make believe value system built to extort and corrupt. If everything is rendered meaningless because people put values in the wrong things. If humanity is rotten to the core and unable to see what really matters then what the fuck is the reason to exist?

There is none. Isn’t that beautiful? All that you strive to do in life will not matter once you die. At death a successful man is as poor as a homeless man. In 100 years whatever you did in your small, insignificant life will be forgotten. There’s no point!! You could go and burn all your money, kill someone, lie and cheat and you’d STILL be on the same level as the richest person in the world. That revelation changed your whole view of the world and yourself.

Then the same day came again. The same exact day a year ago when you were suddenly approached by a man with a suitcase full of money and two pieces of paper. You went to the same train station at around the same time as you did before. Your mind was completely fogged with anticipation as your heart raced. You could barely walk straight or hear anything. You had to actually look at people to see if you could see that man, and every face was one you always tried to run from.

You breathed heavily and tears started to prick your eyes as they darted from person to person. You, your dad, your friend. You, your dad, your friend. They were everywhere. You felt as though you were going faint or throw up or both? You knew the people in the station had to be judging you even if you couldn’t quite see them. You felt like a fish In the ocean wandering without a reason. Eventually after you didn’t even know how long you chose to sit down on a bench and you just started to cry into your hands. You heard people mumble about if they should help you or not. Unsurprisingly no one did.

This wasn’t working and you were so fucked. But even as you cried you still believed this suffering was just a drop in the bucket. It didn’t really matter. Not anymore

Just as you were about to call it quits and go back home and hide until you couldn’t anymore you heard a voice so familiar it sent a shock through your whole body. Your head snapped up and a gasp was ripped from your throat

“Ms.(last name). I hoped we’d never have to meet here again”

Your eyes widened as you saw his face. It was the same man who came to you a year ago. You could actually see his face, the first real face you’ve seen on a person since you’ve gotten back since the game. All you could do is look up at him from your spot on the bench with wide delusional looking eyes.

“May I sit here?” He asks politely, to which you responded with a fast nod. He looked at you with this look of… pity? You figured you must look pretty pathetic nowadays. You have maybe 3 outfits total and you really haven’t been eating well. He smiled. before speaking again.

“Your debt has increased since the last time we met, but you knew that correct?” He asks. You nod again. You planned everything but what to say. “Why haven’t you payed it off?”

“Well I uh… kinda did? Most of it now is all new” you said with a shaky voice. He raised his eyebrows and chuckled a bit, finding it at least amusing. You knew it was an impressive feat. “I also set all my money on fire maybe a month or two ago? I’m actually not sure when…” you trailed off, trying to pinpoint the time when it dawned on you that you actually have had no true concept of time. You just know it’s been a year since you returned home. You can only really remember events but the time not so much.

“Ah, grown bored have we?” He mused. You knew that wasn’t quite it but seeing as you didn’t really know what’s made you do everything you have so far, only you knew you had to do it. You gave him another nod. He kept the same customer service type smile as he reached over and opened his case. It was set just as you remembered with the money and the ddakji. You sighed a bit before speaking “do I have to play again? I already know what happens and I don’t really want to be hit right now” you said, not really thinking. You didn’t know if you were in a place to be making requests but here you are.

You got another laugh from him, you didn’t know you were just so passively comical. “You dont have to, no. But maybe it will bring you back to your senses and you’ll live life how you were supposed to”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. ‘Live life like I was supposed to’. Is there any way someone is supposed to live? You didn’t think that way. You weren’t supposed to live any type of way, you should have died in that arena and-

“Are you sure this is what you want to do. What are you trying to gain?” His voice sounded pressed now, clearly trying to guide you into walking away. But if that was going to work you would have kept your money and moved far far away. You didn’t like being talked to like you didn’t know what’s made you were doing. You knew better than anyone you had lost your mind. You knew the things you were thinking, feeling, and thinking were most likely wrong. But you had no other option. No treatment for whatever illness is controlling your life.

“Im not trying to gain anything. I lost what I lost and I want it to stay gone…Please, just give me the card” your eyes were looking dead into his, voice wobbly with both terror and excitement. You held your hand out and you couldn’t even tell it was shaking. You couldn’t tell anything from anything. He lightly shook his head before reaching into his suits breast pocket and pulls out a brown business card. Upon seeing it you almost felt as if you were going to throw up right there. Your throat itched to scream and your legs twitched as if you were about to run away.

However when he placed the card into your hand all you did was close your fingers around it. Whole body shaking as you thanked him for the opportunity, just as you did when he gave it to you the first time. You both stood up and got ready to part ways for the second time. Right as you were about to bow your head he stopped you.

“Don’t become too full of yourself. Just because you won before means nothing the second time. I’ve seen many winners over the years, you will be no different than the other pieces of trash when you die in there. Is that really what you want?”

You opened your mouth to retaliate when he lifted his hand to stop you. “Have a great life, young miss. I hope you make the right decision” he says with his signature smirk and bow he walked in the direction opposite of the way you had to go. Presumably off to recruit more clueless individuals down on their luck. You had to hurry home now, you’d been out far too long and you knew people had people looking out for you. Waiting to catch you and make you pay. You quickly got out of the train station and started on your way back to the shitty, cheap hotel you’ve been hiding in. You’d been in that danm station for so long the sun had began to rise. The sky looked more pigmented, the air felt cleaner and you could actually think without hearing stray gunshots or phantom screams. You looked down at the small card in your clutches and flipped it over, revealing the number you had to call.

For the first time you hesitated in your plan. You were really about to go back to the place that ruined you. You missed the old version of you, when your real personality existed and you had a life. All you do all day is cry and shake and bang your head until you can form a thought. You were nothing like you remember being.

Maybe that’s what pulled you back there. The old you bringing you back to the last place she existed. A part of you actually did die in there, the part that still believed in people. She died right there with your friend, you left your soul in that dirt plot. And maybe you could find her again.

Once you got to the door of your room and got yourself inside you dialed up the number on your card and hit call. It rung a few times and when it picked up the automated voice command the same statement as before.

“If you wish to participate please state your full name and date of birth”

The words got stuck in your throat as you held the phone up to your mouth. This was your last chance to find something within you to back away.

“Y/n, D/O/B” you barely got it out fully as your stomach sank. This is what you wanted. This is what you asked for. Nothing matters. Nothing matters. Nothing-

“Player 444.” That’s him. That man with the black mask, that’s his voice. Hearing your number made you hold your breath and lose your balance. It’s been so long since you’ve been called that name. You knew it was him because his voice changer was a slightly different pitch than the other workers. “What is the point of this?” He asked with a serious voice, bordering threatening. You had an answer for this. “There is none. Get it? If there’s no reason to do it there’s no reason not to.”

He only hummed in response. Seemingly understanding at least a bit of what you said. “I have questions for you” you continued. This is what you’ve been waiting for. This was the point. You just needed to know

“questions?” He repeated. You guess he’s never been pressed by someone before. Small amounts of amusement was in his voice as if shocked anyone would speak to him like that

“Yes questions that’s what I said. Who are you and how are you able to get our information. Where did you take me. What is the point of-“

“I’ll tell you what” he cut you off in the middle of your frantic questioning. It’s probably for the best of you would never had stopped talking for him to even answer. You waited on bated breath, hanging on his words as you kept the phone pressed flush against your skin. Compartmentalizing his voice and how he talks into a file in your mind. “You want to play again because you want to know if your right, is that correct”

what he said caught you so off guard you didn’t even reply when he gave you a chance to respond. Every word got stuck in your throat to the point all that came out was strangled starts of a sentence. “You must have many theories in that little mind of yours. You’re coming because you think you’re smart enough to figure everything out, don’t you?”

Well… like kinda yeah that is what you think. You didn’t really know what to say, he hit it right on the head. You did think you could figure it out, actually you think you already have most of it. Not even his taunting could pull you out of that.

“Let’s play a game. If you can win again we can have a talk and I’ll tell you all you need to know. Only if you’re the last one standing.”

You knew it could never be that easy. With an operation of this scale and price you knew you would never get an offer so open. ‘If you can win again I’ll tell you anything’ they must believe you lost your brains when you lost your mind. Suddenly you did feel like you really didn’t know what you were getting into. It feels like a trap has already been set for you, it feels like they knew you were going to return all along. You struggled to breathe until you manged to force out a “okay”.

There was a muffled chuckle you could barely hear. There was something different now. You weren’t so sure about your plan anymore. He hadn’t said anything out right threatening or scary yet you knew he had something in store for you or else he never would put so much on the line. You just made a deal with the devil.

The original phone opera voice came back to tell you where to be picked up and that it would be this night. The phone hung up after that. All that remained was a deafening silence. It was done. You got what you had so badly wanted. But why doesn’t it feel as good as you wanted. Why don’t you feel fixed? Why hasn’t the old you come back to fix everything? That sinking feeling started bubbling over as you stood there with your phone in your hand. Beginning to hyperventilate you make your way to the crumby hotel bathroom and splash water in your face. You keep from looking in the mirror because you know what you’ll see. It will either be your friend or younger you. It used to be a huge problem when you first got out. Every time you’d forget and see them staring back at you you’d have another break down. Now it just puts you on edge, but it would be best if you just refrained from looking. You keep telling yourself that you can figure it out, you keep telling yourself it doesn’t matter if you live or die in there, you keep believing there’s no point in running from what would free you of your pain. Something deep inside tells you that you are close to seeing what the people who run this game do. That the epiphany they had to come up with this would make it all worth it. All you wanted was to see the bigger picture.

You could die happy and content dying just like your dear friend if it meant you could understand what it was all for. It’s on the tip of your tongue waiting to said and recognized.

You spend hours mulling over thoughts similar to these ones while you counted down the time before being relocated to what might as well be hell. You knew at this point you were walking into a death trap made just for you. You were going to either be granted the privilege of seeing the greater purpose of your suffering. You believed there had to be a reason, someone had to have figured out something huge to make them come to this.

Finally the fateful time reared its ugly head and you tugged on your coat. You looked at your room for the last time. You stood in the door way as your eyes brushed over all you had been. Papers scattered about, bottles of alcohol strewn about and random belongings resting in odd spots. It was time to say good bye once again. You are willing to leave it all behind and relive everything if it meant finding a purpose.

Eventually you arrived to you meet spot, an extremely expensive looking limousine was parked and waiting for you exactly where the phone operator said it would be. It was shiny and black with completely tinted windows. The anxiety you felt caused you to raggedly pant as you approached the car with unsteady steps. You gently opened the car door and stepped inside. The interior was white and luxurious and in front of your seat laid a golden pig. You sighed and closed your eyes waiting for the gas to kick in and claim your consciousness. Tears rolled slowly down your face as every even that happened in the games flash before your eyes. The blood, the screaming, the bits of brains and guts dried onto your clothes, and most of all the severed neck of the only friend you ever had. And to even your surprise you began to smile and giggle as you saw what happened to you play out like a movie in your minds eye. The gas started to be deployed into your enclosed car as your giggles became louder and more deranged. Sobs and laughter being mixed together as everything became hazy and burred.

Right before you black out you hear the masked man’s voice come from the little pigs speaker, loud and clear

“Welcome back, player 444. I hope you are happy with your decision”

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Sorry the friend is gonna remain nameless so you can imagine whoever. But next chapter when you get in the games there will be named characters. Again sorry you and in ho barely talked I just needed to get the exposition out before writing the main bits. Thank you sm gang and the next part will be out soon.

Also sorry end is kinda rushed I’m tired

[piwstri4]

gossip | op81

pairing: bf!oscar piastri x college student!gf!reader

summary: oscar's fangirls love to hate, oscar just loves.

ynacc

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ynacc you think your life is hard? i've had to watch my bf's last 12 races on tv bc i had exams and expos

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user1 can u imagine being yn and complain abt your boyfriend doing his work?

user2 when tf did she complain abt oscar doing his job??

user3 atp yall just love to hate her fr

user4 poor girl has to go to college cuz she doesn't know when will her bf leave her

user5 bestie maybe focus on your own life?

user6 shouldn't she be studying or something?

user7 girl I WISH i had her problems

user8 i love that she follows his races even when she's busy<3

user9 fr i love her sm

user10 can u imagine having yn as ur gf? oscar living the dream fr

oscarpiastri miss u :((

ynacc miss u too:((

landonorris you two are disgusting

user11 lol lando saying what we all wanted to say

francisca.cgomes hits close to home

ynacc can we start like a wags support group?

carmenmmundt i agree

ynacc

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ynacc i 💥 miss 💥 you 💥 every 💥 day 💥 (last fucking race!!!)

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landonorris "thank you lando for sending me pics of my bf every hour so i stop complaining abt him not replying to my texts"

ynacc yea ty ig

landonorris not giving u a single pic anymore

oscarpiastri i miss you every second

ynacc no i miss u more

maxfewtrell thank god it's the last fucking race

ynacc lando's taking the first plane to you dont worry he told me

maxfewtrell i just want u to stop whining in the gc

user1 so lando and max actually confirmed she's fucking annoying 🧍🏽‍♀️

user2 cant believe oscar still wants her around

user3 im so sure her bf's w her out of pity

user4 yn's personal account or an oscar piastri fan account we'll never know

user5 i love how in love she is 😭😭

user6 since when does she socialize w max tho?

user7 childhood friends with lando, friends with max by default

user8 they cant get rid of her now

user9 shouldnt you be like...... doing college stuff......

user10 not even her friends stand her lmao

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oscarpiastri end of season. (i love you)

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landonorris where tf are the tulips i paid them myself??????

oscarpiastri shut up

ynacc omg first time u paid for something!!

user1 oscar's being held at gunpoint

user2 girl the grip wont make him stay lol

user3 they're lovely together!! 💕

ynacc love u more<3

oscarpiastri lies

user4 ofc u do cant you see his face lmao

logansargeant you both look fire!

oscarpiastri 🔥

user5 yn so annoying she forced him to go on a date as soon as oscar left the car

user6 where the fuck does all the hate come from??

user7 girl wtf yall dont know shit abt their relationship

user8 im so sorry for yn imagine having to deal with all the fangirls bitching her out

user9 they went hiking together 😭😭😭

user10 literal goals

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ynacc they hate us cause they ain't us

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oscarpiastri they hate you cause i love you

maxfewtrell not as romantic as u think it is!!!

ynacc they can keep on hating as long as u keep loving me

maxfewtrell thanks max for the picture

ynacc thnx max 4 the pic, would've loved it if u let us eat alone!!

landonorris now that's what i call being ungrateful

landonorris nice tulips and nice dinner (dont appreciate having to see my teammate every time im over)

ynacc then dont come over when im on dates w my bf 😜😜

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Sip the gossip, drink till you choke.

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ynacc by maneskin babe!!!!

oscarpiastri you know i love you right?

ynacc of course sweetie ily2

user1 oscar shutting up yn haters we love to see it!!

landonorris you two are fucking cut for each other

oscarpiastri ty i know

landonorris because neither of you give photo credits you muppet

user2 man said keep talking we dont give a shit<3

user3 his fans are literally his paycheck he should watch his mouth

user4 you talk as if he wasn't a whole ass f1 driver, oscar's merch are just a side hustle

user5 this man has a job driving an expensive and elite car, his fans dont pay shit compared to his sponsors/team

user6 cant believe he's risking his career for a slag

landonorris lol get a fucking life kid

user7 lando saying what we all wanted to say

maxfewtrell about time mate, 📸 by lando

oscarpiastri yeah yeah whine about it

landonorris fucking finally thank you

ynacc now kiss!!

user8 why does she look so......

user9 ugly?

user10 ordinary?

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ynacc Thank you so much to my best buddies and my love! Even if the three of you showed up on joggers and hoodies, i love you to the moon and back<3 (max and oscar helped w the project too)

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oscarpiastri you told me no suit and tie 😡😡

ynacc bc it wasn't a wedding (would've appreciated a nice shirt tho)

oscarpiastri noted 👍🏼

landonorris dont call oscar your buddy :((

ynacc didn't i tell you? you're the buddy now :((

oscarpiastri im her love, buddy 😘

maxfewtrell i thought i was your love?

ynacc u're someone else's love watch your mouth mr fewtrell

lilymhe Congrats! Your pres looked amazing🤩

ynacc Aww thanks sweetie ily<3

lilymhe <3

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oscarpiastri forever in love with you, my little artist.

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ynacc i cant find the words to tell you how much i love loving you

oscarpiastri ❤️

ynacc ❤️

user1 i'm 100% sure oscar likes to watch ppl fight for their lives on the comments

user2 no bc yn limits her comments section and oscar just drops shit like this and forces us to swallow their love

user3 im sure he let's people comment to block their haters

user4 no bc im sure that's the reason they get less hate now (on oscar's acc)

user5 no bc lando has three cups on his last post, they were helping yn with this 😭😭

user6 max too, yn said it in her post 😭

user7 Verstappen????

user6 fewtrell lmao

landonorris aww you bought the bouquet yourself this time!

ynacc piss off<3

landonorris ily2

zhouguanyu24 🔥

user8 he's so fucking supportive wtf

user9 love to see less hate comments after his last post

user10 someone said he keeps the comments open to block ppl lol i love his pettiness

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oscarpiastri my girlfriend shines, after all this time.

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user1 remember ladies if wanted to he would

ynacc i only asked for you to love me back

oscarpiastri i only asked for you to love me

user2 i love a hate-free comment section<3

user3 dad loves mom!!

caiocollet sir mister is ✨in love✨

user4 she's gorgeous how tf were there ppl hating on her???

user5 idk if i wanna be yn or oscar

user6 he. gets. her. flowers. all. the. fucking. time

ynacc yes he does 🥰🥰

ynacc alternatively: three times oscar gave me flowers out of nowhere

user7 yn is so fucking lucky

user8 oscar is so fucking lucky

user9 they are both fucking lucky

user10 real question can they fight?

user11 pr knocking on his door fr

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ynacc kiss me hard before you go because missing you is never easy. (📸 by max and lando)

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oscarpiastri a kiss for every flower seems fair

ynacc i'll start giving you flowers because we're gonna be short on kisses.

oscarpiastri i can give you flowers all my life if they make you happy

landonorris all it took for you to learn how to give credits was for me to go back to monaco

ynacc how did u know i did it cuz i miss u?

landonorris please tell me i dont have to kiss you

ynacc thank god i actually like u being away

user1 people actually hated on THIS RELATIONSHIP???

user2 fr they look so cute

user3 oscar fangirls are fucking weird

maxfewtrell omg first time u give credits!! kids grow up so fast

ynacc i'll untag you.

maxfewtrell you wouldn't

user4 her fighting w lando and max 😭😭😭😭

user5 she's everything and he's just

lilymhe can your boyfriend fight?

ynacc can yours?

user6 they've been dating for a bit more than a year and oscar has given her flowers AT LEAST 7 times.

user7 he's raising the bar for us

user8 just so yall learn to not settle for less

user9 am i allowed to say that i love them?

user10 god im grateful for the ynoscar blocklist

[waywardsou2]

IM WATCHING THE FINALE OF ROTTMNT SOMEONE SEND HELP I AM DYING. I AM SOBBING AT ALL OF THIS. THEY KNEW KARAI FOR 10 MINUTES AND NOW SHES GONE. THIS IS SO HEART FELT AND SO SAD AND SO BROKEN AND IM GOING TO LOSE MY MIND! I don’t know if I can commit to this.

I’ll keep this thread going but damn is this a lot to take in.

AND RAPH CARRYING EVERYONE AND HAVING TO HOLD LEO BACK AND SPLINTER AND DRUXUM BEING THAT AWESOME DADS THAT THEY ARE, STAYINF BEHIND TO STAVE OFF SHREDDER.

Aaaaa

Pt 2:

OMG LAST EPISODE BEFORE THE MOVIE AND I AM FREAKING OUT. AND CASSANDRA?! OMG I KNOW HER HEART IS IN THE RIGHT PLACE BUT OMG. THIS IS GONNA BE INSANE

also is shredder voiced by the same guy that voiced splinter in 2012? Coz if that’s the case I’m gonna die, yk again

I also thought Draxum was gonna betray them, but thank god he didn’t. I love Him too much

This is going to end my life. I hope my boys are gonna be ok.

OMG OK HERE IT IS, FINAL BATTLE. AAAA

Pt 3.

OMIGOSH OK WOW. I JUST FINISHED IT BUT IVE GOT WORK SO ILL HAVE TO WSTCH THE MOVIE LATER. BUT GOD DAMN THAT WAS EPIC. WHY DID I NOT GIVE THIS SHOW THE BENIFIT OF THE DOUBT WHEN IT CAME OUT YEARS AGO. WHAT WAS I THINKING. I CANT WAIT TO WATCH THE MOIVE!!!

Pt 4.

ITS MOVIE TIME, HERE WE GO, MY SHIFT IS OVER AND I COULD NOT STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS THE ENTIRE TIME, SO IM NOT GONNA WASTE ANYMORE PRECIOUS MINUTES, AND GET INTO IT!!!

Pt 5.

OMG THAT MOVIE WAS AMAZING, WHY DID I WAIT 5 YEARS TO START WATCHING THAT FRANCHISE. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! WHAT WAS I THINKING!? THAT MOVIE WAS FANTASTIC, ITS SO WHOLESOME AND RELATABLE AND HEARTWARMING. OMGGGGGGG! THAT IS AN AWESOME FAMILY MOIVE. BRUH OMG. ok ok but seriously I do have some actual things to say.

1. I’m sad that we didn’t get to see future Donnie and raph or much of the future at all, that sorta felt like a really big chunk that was just kinda missing. Maybe that’ll be cleared up in the new season/s coming out soon.

2. I wanna see what happens to Casey, I want him to meet his mum or something like that, because that is awesome.

3. The power of family is such an amazing element to me because realistically, they can’t be family they are different spiecies of turtles and their dad is a rat and their…dad is a yokai BUT THAT MAKES IT FOUND FAMILY. And I fucking love that even more. I never understood the unrequited love of family but found family makes it so much more close to home for me. I love them

4. DONNIE IS FUCKING AWESOME. I KNEW HE WAS MY FAVOURITE FOR A REASON. HELL YEAH!

5. This whole thing was a blast and an emotional rollercoaster and I really recommend it to anyone who hasn’t seen it (but let’s face it I’m the one that’s late to the party here) but holy fuck yes, awesome movie, awesome part of the franchisee, turtles forever

COWABUNGA!!!

💙🐢

❤️🐢

💜🐢

🧡🐢

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🎉 1,000 FOLLOWER EVENT 🎉

🪶Being Karasuno's Manager 🪶

🏐 Training Camp Edition Pt. 2 🏐

With interruptions from Karasuno, Nekoma, Fukurodani, Shiratorizawa, Inarizaki and Seijoh

Karasuno featuring Shiratorizawa, Seijoh, Nekoma, Inarizaki, and Fukurodani x Female Manager

Part 1 🏐 Part 2 🏐 Part 3 🏐 Part 4

Warnings: Swearing

Part 3 coming tomorrow 🙌🏻

✨️Please Like, Comment and Reblog to show Support ✨️

Ahhh the air is crisp and the breeze is fresh ☺️

"YN COME ON ALREADY WE CANT WASTE OUR CHANCE AT HAVING YOU AS OUR MANAGER"- Atsumu, pounding on the door

Too bad you have to deal with that YN 🙃

Pls Atsumu is practically breaking down the door to your sleeping quarters

"Atsumu leave YN alone"- Aran

"This is exactly why we don't have a manager"- Michinari

"Maybe we could get one if we kick Atsumu off the team"- Osamu

"Nobody is getting kicked off the team"- Kita

"Unless YN's only ultimatum for joining our team is that we kick Atsumu off. Then I'm sorry but I'm siding with YN"- Suna

You open the door to your room to see all the guys waiting outside 🤣

Please they could not wait for you to be their manager

"Ok guys what's first?"- You, cheery eyed and ready to go!

"Well YN could you-" kita starts to speak but it's soon interrupted

"I need YN to help me with my sets"- Atsumu

"Yn is our team manager Atsumu not just your personal servant"- Osamu

"But YN told me last night she would help me! Didn't you yn? Tell them!"- Atsumu, whining at this point 🙄🙄🙄

"I said I'd help the team Atsumu"- you

Please Osamu and Aran are just smirking 😏 👇🏻

Let's just say, your day doesn't get any easier YN

During the practice matches, you try and do your job

Kita now realizes why having a manager would never work for Inarizaki 🤦‍♂️

"YN did you see that set?"- Atsumu

"YN did you see my service ace?"- again, Atsumu 😃

"Yes Atsumu it was amazing!"- you, basically on autopilot

"Yn you don't have to encourage him"- Omimi

"Please don't feed his ego anymore please"- Aran

Seriously tho YN, you need to chill 😎

That is, until Riseki is brought in as a pinch server

The mans is so ✨️nervous✨️ YN

Side note: remember in season 3 when Kiyoko held Suga's hands because he was nervous 👇🏻

That's you with Riseki

Inarizaki is FUMING mad at that boy 😅

When Riseki hits a perfect service ace and you jump up and down 😗

Oh boy

"Yn why don't you ever celebrate like that when I get a service ace?"- Atsumu

Please tell him you don't like him as much as you like Riseki 😅

"I do Atsumu"- you, taking the high road

"YOU'RE A LIER"- Atsumu

"Shut up Sumu! Riseki is getting us points"- Osamu

Meanwhile, Riseki gets another service ace and you jump and down again

"You have got to be kidding me!"- Atsumu

"Shut up!" "No you shut up!" "No you!"

Please the twins are now rolling around in the floor ✋️

Suna had his phone out 📱

Kunimi is getting a different angle don't worry 🤣

"Is this how your practices always are?"- you

"Unfortunately yes"- Kita, just so so tired

"Hey if you two idiots are done fighting, we'd like YN now"- Kuroo

"It's not your turn yet"- Osamu, now strangling Atsumu

Jesus christ this is a disaster 😒

"Well you aren't even using YN to her full potential"- Yaku

"Yes we are! Don't judge us by how Atsumu is!"- Michinari

Seriously get it under control Yn

"Bet you wish you could stay with us YN"- Daichi, the smug bastard

"Daichi you were just saying how much you missed YN"- Suga

"SHUT UP SUGA"- Daichi

"OK OK ENOUGH"- you finally losing it

"Osamu get off Atsumu right now before I convince coach to bench you both. Kuroo and Yaku, your day is tomorrow and not any sooner. And Daichi, I miss you too"- you 😘

Please say less 😫

Mad YN equals Hot YN 🥵

"Yeah give em Hell YN! You city boys have nothing on YN"- Tanaka

Que smacking from Ennoshita 👉🏻👨🏻‍🦲🤚🏻💥

All these guys are ready to marry you right now YN 💍

You somehow manage to get Inarizaki under control and through their practice matches

The key word being "somehow" because man was it a challenge 😅

It's a good thing tomorrow will be easier 😌

[enby-of-the-stars]

Gonna start writing the first chapter of When The World Crumbles

I was originally gonna start writing after finishing season 2 of rottmnt but my tablet is charging and not only does it charge MUCH slower than my phone but it doesnt charge when being used. (Yes the first season is on netflix but im not turning on the tv because lazy) I will continue watching this show in the coming days

Plus this isnt exactly a big issue since chapter one is focused entirely on the 2012 gang and how they will get to the rise universe (plus the kraang invasion)

So here's a few notes for this story

Same naming system as in other stories (ie 2012 boys being referred to by their full names and rise boys going by nicknames)

2012 boys will all be 19

Ages for the Rise boys

Raph: 16

Leo and Donnie: 14 (their 15th birthday is coming up soon)

Mikey: still 13

When the story will take place

In 2012 time: almost two months post season 4 finale (poor boys cant catch a break)

In Rise time: as of now six months post season 2 finale (I say as of now because I might change this if any of them have a birthday in season 2, again still on season 1) but before the movie.

As for the first couple chapters:

Chapter 1: entirely 2012 side

Chapter 2: entirely rise side

Chapter 3: The first (unofficial) encounter

Chapter 4: the official encounter and obligatory fight between the two

And Chapter 5: is when the 2012 boys FINALLY get to the lair and a chance to tend to their probably infected wounds, plus eat and sleep.

(Im not spoiling anymore :) )

I should stop procrastinating and get to work

(ADHD. Please. Behave.)

[consultingfujoshi]

AAARRGHHHH I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE. I want to sleep until thursday night so I don't have to THINK about this show anymore. its driving me crazy. its the being really secretive about this episode to the point they are reusing clips from last episode instead of clips from the upcoming one in the trailer its the bts pic of guillermo lying on nandors coffin as nandor looks down at him its the stunt director directing this episode but saying there's no action in it at all and instead it's the most emotional episode of the season but we know the apparent nandermo fight from the pic is from episode 9 because of the big fucking map on nandors coffin that guillermo is lying on top of that colin was reading 2 episodes ago which also appeared in a teaser pic so what is the TRUTH its the whole nandor going into super slumber but theres no clips of him actually sleeping and also we know this episode is colins birthday so the super slumber plotline is very clearly a read herring why are they even lying about that its guillermo being in his vampire killer fit this whole episode despite him not being out actually hunting vampires its the episode being called "a farewell" but No clues as to who its a farewell to or the trailer even mentioning anything like that its the next episode description saying the vampires mourn the loss of one of their own even though nandor JUST left and came back so who's gonna leave again so soon its matt saying laszlo and colins friendship this season is the crux of everything its them also saying laszlo has a clear goal this season that's been set up all season but the pieces won't come together until right at the very end its the final episode being called the portrait when the only thing it could realistically be alluding to is the glitter portrait of guillermo as a vampire in the pilot but if that's brought up again it either means guillermo is gonna get turned (not realistic because its still only season 3) or he's gonna get rejected again it's the crew saying this is part two of a three part story that started with nandor leaving but that apparently was not the farewell episode 9 alludes to its nandor going back to rejecting guillermos touch and his affection again after all that shit they went through last week its harvey saying this season is full of realisations it's kayvan saying everything nandor is looking for this season he already has with guillermo it's the lead writer saying this season is about nandor looking for love and next season being about him actually finding love its. everything. its all going around and around in my head and I cannot make anything of it I cant sort it into a theory or a narrative its just THERE and I cant do anything with it. I cannot take it anymore ive had enough

[atsumiye]

um, wrong number?

summary: on a night out, atsumu manages to get his next flings number. written on a flimsy napkin, they scribble a cute “call me” and their number. however, the next morning atsumu realizes the last few digits are smudged. with his superb guessing skills, he manages to guess the last 3 digits….or what he thinks is the 3 digits. so what happens when atsumu texts y/n some raunchy messages? he gets called a pervert.

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"Okay once you get into the stadium just go sit on the seat that's marked with your name." You hear Meian say through the phone. The voices of many other members can be heard talking about the game that will start in 30 minutes.

"Seriously Shu, that is so embarrassing." You groan, but cant help but feel a bit grateful that you wont need to look for a seat anymore.

"Y/N, Im just trying to put you in a place I can find you. Once the game is over though, go down and I'll come and find you to bring you with me on the court okay? That way you wont get lost in the crowd or anything."

"Okay, okay, good luck Shu!! Please win or else it will be so awkward."

You hear some muffled laughing over phone before he says," Wow, glad to know I've got a ton of support on my end."

"Always!" You both laugh before Meian says his goodbyes and hangs up the phone.

You settle into the seat and search through the crowd on the floor for the MSBY players Once you spot them, you begin to look for Meian and finally spot him to give him a big thumbs up. He winks, and soon after the game starts.

To say you were mesmerized by the game would be an understatement. The entire time, you were captivated by the players and their ability to run around the court doing everything they can to win.

Especially a certain player who you couldn't keep your eyes off of as he managed to score the winning point, allowing the Jackals to take both sets and win the first game of the season.

You and the other supporters in the stadium begin to cheer as you jump up from your seat to make eye contact with Meian. He meets your eyes with a big smile and waves you down to the court.

Once you reach the floor you run straight towards Meian and he picks you up to spin you around while everyone is still screaming and shouting.

He puts you down as you flash a smile at him and you shout "Congratulations Shu!!"

And Meian, high on his adrenaline rush, smiles back and opens his mouth, taking a deep breath before saying, "Y/N, listen-"

But he is quickly cut off as you hear you name being shouted across the court.

You whip around to see Atsumu waving his arms at you. You smile slightly and wave back. He jogs up to you, heavily breathing.

"I just wanted to thank you for the advice you gave me a little while ago. I think it worked out, I bought her some flowers to congratulate her on her new job and she seemed really happy so.." he rubs the back of his neck while his ears turned red.

"That sounds really sweet Atsumu, I'm sure she really liked it. And I think you keeping those boundaries she set helped a lot." You smile at him as he nods.

"I just appreciate it, a lot. I don't think I would have come up with the idea to send flowers if you didn't bring up the boundary thing, so thank you."

"Anytime Atsumu."

As Atsumu leaves, you turn back to a confused Meian, "I'll explain later Shu. Go do your interviews and stuff. I'll wait for you to take me home." You reached up to ruffle his hair before yanking your hand back, "You should have warned me your hair would be sweaty." You tsk and wipe your hand on his jersey as he laughs.

"Nope, more fun to see you look stupid." You both smile at each other before the players are ushered off the court to get ready for interviews.

chapter eleven- proud to know you

riya's notes:

- this was y/n’s first in person MSBY game

- she did support them by watching online though!

- y/n didn't hear meian when he began to talk

- y/n and atsumu both couldn't sleep that night

- y/n explained to meian how atsumu asked for advice

- meian only responded with a hum

- @msby_baby is the number 1 y/n stan

- atsumu cried when he read mystery girls messages to him

- he also laughed at how his mystery girl picked up on his writing by using 'ya'

- atsumu is so worried that mystery girl won’t show up tomorrow

- the water fountain is a local secret, its quite small and is in front of an ice cream shop hidden behind other stores

- pls let me know your thoughts <333

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[rutgersmcgroarty]

Since the draft is coming up I present to you the university of michigan 2021 draft trio:

the umich draft trio consists of 3 players that played at the university of michigan this past season and are projected to go in the top 10. You've got the one i think everyone knows, owen power who is projected to go 1st overall, matty beniers who is projected to go 2nd overall and kent johnson who is projected to go 9th. they're my favourite players in the draft and really hope yall grow to like them as much as i do because they're amazing

Kent Johnson, #13:

from port moody, bc

born October 12th 2002

played for the trail smokers eaters in the bchl before coming to umich

led the bchl in scoring with 101 points in 52 games. Was names to the first-team all-bchl. Was named canadian junior hockey league top forward of the year. Had a 46-point season as a rookie in 2018-19 and was named bchl all-rookie and interior division rookie of the year

one of the most entertaining players I've seen play at michigan and he has some amazing hands

by amazing hands, i mean that he does shit that i didnt even know existed

Finished second on the team in scoring with 27 points on 9 goals and 18 assists in 26 games. Ranked second in rookie scoring in the big ten, third in the nation rookie points per game

Started his collegiate career on a four-game point-scoring streak and had a four-assist game in his debut

was on the big ten all-freshman team, was a all-big ten honorable mention, and was nominated for the hobey baker

fun facts:

his brother kyle plays for yale

he can juggle a ball on his stick while standing on one foot

he has beautiful hair

looks scarily like someone from my math class

won the bronze medal at BC provincials he's 2nd year of peewee

a really big breakfast guy (his favourites are pancakes and crapes)

was a canucks fan, his favourite player rn is pettersson (the canucks pick 9th btw so there's a very high chance he goes there)

"at some points you cant coach him anymore" - mel pearson

Matty Beniers, #10:

from hingham, mass

born november 5th 2002

played at the ntdp before coming to umich.

his u18 season he was second on the team in scoring with 41 points (18 goals, 23 assists) in 44 games. Scored 23 points in 42 games in his first year with the ntdp in 2018-19. Got called up his u17 year and won bronze at the 2019 IIHF U18 Men's World Championship

he was the youngest player on the us world junior team and world championship team this year

this year he had 24 points (10 goals, 14 assists) in 24 games - 3rd in the league in freshmen scoring and 4th nationally. he scored Michigan's first goal of the season and started his career on a four-game point streak

was on the big ten all-freshman team and was a all-big ten honorable mention. was also on the college hockey news all-rookie team.

like to skate circles around ppl

fun facts:

he’s a really good singer

was supposed to go to harvard but transferred to michigan last minute when the ivy league cancelled it's season

he has a super cute dog named bella

his sister goes to cornell, and his dad played football there

his mom performed on broadway (which is how he learned to sing)

says that "he needs to work on his goal scoring mentality" (matthew you lead the team in scoring i think your goal scoring mentality is fine)

very smiley and bubbly

very very smart (pre-med major)

doesn't chirp very much (not surprised matty is way too nice to do that)

his mom moved to michigan with him when he went to the ntdp

his coach made him sing in front of his whole ntdp team at the beginning their u17 year (he sang the jersey boys)

Owen Power, #22:

from mississauga, ontario

born november 22nd 2002

played for the chicago steel in the ushl before coming to umich

in the 2019-20 season he was the USHL defenseman of the year and he led the league's defensemen in scoring with 40 points. he was named to the ushl first-team all-star, the ushl All-Rookie Team in 2018-19 with 28 points in 58 games.

"kid canada," youngest player to ever play for canada at the world championships

at 6'5, 214 lb he is, as tsn like to say "a big boy"

was a preseason all-big ten honourable mention, was fourth in the big ten in defenseman scoring, seventh in the big ten in freshman scoring, 2nd in the nation in freshman defenseman points per game and had a three-point (2 goals) game in his collegiate debut (as a defenceman).

was on the all-big ten second team, was a unanimous selection on the big ten all-freshman team, was a finalist for big ten freshmen of the year, was nominated for the hobey baker, was college hockey news rookie of the year, and was on the college hockey news all-rookie team

is supposed to go first overall

he has an absolute rocket of a shot, a really good stickhandler, and a really good skater

fun facts:

used to play lacrosse during the summer when he was younger, won a national championship

he likes to play basketball, so here's a video of him and the rest of the umich team playing (he airballed it and it was vv funny)

sports management major but dosent know exactly what it is

celebrity crush is selena gomez

his nickname is the big dog

was supposed to go to the ojhl but chose to go play in the ushl when the steel drafted him

takes his chicken wings with barbecue and nothing else

prefer doing school online

the first thing he wants to do next season is watch a football game at the big house

his favourite player to watch right is victor hedman (he also thinks that hedman is the best defenceman in the world rn)

had a rink in his backyard and that's how he fell in love with hockey

he would pretend to be crosby while on that backyard rink (owen arent you supposed to be a defenceman lmao)

not a big tv/movie guy, he mostly just watch's sports during his downtime (why am i not surprised)

he like to golf but is "not very good" (his handicap is a 10 which is appenrently good so)

if he weren't a hockey player he would be a lacross player

lebron is the athlete he dislikes the most

he doesn't say (chirp) much on the ice (once again i am not surprised lmao)

if matty and him got the chance to play each other at worlds (they didn't cause matty was scratched the first time and injured the 2nd) someone would have gotten whacked in the leg/foot but nobody would have really said anything

basically Michigan could very easily have 2 players picked in the top 5 and 3 players picked in the top 10. and if you haven't realised how special that class is, they also have thomas bordeleau and brendan brisson in it, which means that they're soon gonna have 4 first rounders in one class, and 6 nhl draft picks. (for context a lot of teams don't even have 6 drafted players on the entire roster)

[shackermanwrites]

Lifetime

Summary: When everything's falling apart in your life, and you don't know what to do anymore, maybe asking the universe for something isn't a bad idea after all. In which Sol Reader finds herself in another reality after begging the universe for something. Everything is going well not until she was put into Levi's squad.

Chapter 2 -> Chapter 3

Lifetime Masterlist

The loud banging on the door made you instantly jolt up from your bed, and you looked at the digital clock beside your bed.

“It's 4:44 am; give me a break.” You mumbled to yourself as you got up from your bed.

It’s the first time in months that you have gotten a night of sleep for more than three hours and only to be interrupted by a loud knock, you could honestly punch a wall right there.

As soon as you open the door, the smile on Petra’s face was immediately replaced by a frown.

“You look terrible, Are you okay?” She invited herself in and placed her bag on the table beside the door.

“Geez, good morning to you too huh, you woke me up, genius” you plopped down back to your bed and hugged your pillow.

“I just want to see you before you go, and also, my mom cooked some food for you and your family. It's not much, but she made your favorite banana bread.”

Petra sat on the side of your bed and lay next to you, not caring if it’ll ruin her hair. You have been like this for almost a year, and you treat each other like sisters since she’s an only child, she confessed that she looks up to you like an older sister. Her family also treats you as their own, and you are beyond thankful for them. You honestly can't imagine how you will survive if it weren’t for them.

“Thank you, Petra. I appreciate it” You gave her a brief smile while you pinch her cheeks for a second before getting up from the bed.

You were supposed to wake up at 5 am, but since you are already awake and it's almost 5, you went to the bathroom to wash your face and take a bath. The faint sound of the television and the running cold water is the only thing you can hear.

-

You arrived at your house around 5 pm that day, the trip was indeed tiring even though there are not many people traveling considering that it is almost the holiday season.

As soon as you stepped inside the house, a blonde girl who’s holding a book came rushing at you with a big smile on her face.

“Historia! You have gotten a lot taller since I last saw you.” You immediately let go of your baggage and hugged the girl. You honestly missed her, and you know she did too. She was left alone in this house, and you know how it must be hard for her to grow up alone.

“I missed you so much, Sol. I have so many stories I want to share with you, mom! Dad! Sol is here!” the excitement and joy are all over her voice.

Your mom greeted you on her apron. She gave you a smile before glancing at the living room.

“Oh honey, you're back. Your dad is in the living room. I'm glad you could make it before Christmas.” your mother smiled at you once again before she went back to the kitchen.

You hate yourself for being mad. The feeling of being unwanted rushes through your body once again.

You didn’t want to face your father, but you're here now, and there's no backing off. You pat Historia’s head before your feet made their way to the living room to where your father is.

“Father, I'm home.” Your father didn’t look at you. He didn’t even try to glance in your direction. Instead, his eyes are glued to the book he is reading.

“I haven't seen you for two years. I forgot I have an older daughter.” The palm of your hands started to turn white as you clench your hands into a fist. You didn’t want to disrespect your parents, so you forced yourself to utter the word ‘sorry’ before excusing yourself.

-

“The fuck are you doing, cadet?! Get the hell up and start running!” The people who pass through the man shouting at a cadet lying on the ground clenched tighter on the rifle they are holding as they run faster in fear that they might get called.

Tired, thirsty, and hungry are the exact words you can describe the soldiers running under the sun while holding a 4kg rifle.

“So, a new batch of brats just graduated last night? How many are they?”

“Not more than 70 but not less than 50, eight from the top 10 decided to join survey corps. Don’t you need three more cadets to annoy you for your squad?”

“Shut it four eyes, and I do need someone who has a great aim at rifle since the last squad you gave me were nothing but shit. One cadet cant even shoots properly, and the other was shaking non-stop tch, pathetic.”

“Yeah, sorry shorty, but say less since they will be here early morning tomorrow. I just hope I get Reader and Ackerman in my squad!”

“Both of them topped their class? Tch, of course, those brats will pick you, considering that being in my squad means leading their own lives to hell. Anyway, I need to go, Hange.”

“Bye, Levi! Keep the weather down there cool!”

Levi Ackerman, one of the most outstanding soldiers on Paradis Island. At the age of 14, he was already in the survey corps after his mother died, he had no choice but to survive and live, and the only thing to survive for a homeless person on the Island is to become a soldier and fight for their home.

Most of the soldiers who joined are because of the ranks, a privileged to every family who has a soldier in survey corps is seen as honorable. Homeless people who want to join the military are a joke to them since they know that they are desperate to keep going in life. Still, Levi isn’t one of them at that time. He’s exceptionally strong, wise, and disciplined. That’s why no one ever challenged him after beating up the section commander in his first year in training.

Levi is an exceptional soldier, his rank went up throughout the years, and he’s currently holding the title of Squad Captain for Special Operations at the age of 26.

The wind danced his green cape that holds the title of his rank while he walks over to a bunch of cadets panting after running laps for hours under the beaming hot sun.

“Take a break and come back after 5 minutes, don’t even bother coming late” Levi watched as the soldier in front of him salute and instantly went to do their business.

He looked up to the sky to see a bunch of birds flying across the sky. He wanted something, yet he can't put the right words into it. Maybe he even needed it instead of want.

Aiming at the sky with his rifle, he shoots at the sky, causing a bird to fall in front of a cadet, making him caught off guard.

‘A bunch of pussies ’ Levi thought.

-

A loud bang from the door causing you and Historia to flinched while lying on the bed on your stomach. The both of you have been catching up with each other for almost an hour now with a bunch of stories about her school.

You heard your mom called you and your sister saying that it's already dinner time, so both of you went down to the kitchen.

Your father was already sitting at the dining table while reading a book while your mom prepares the plates and utensils to the table. You didn’t manage to help since, by the time you have sat, your mother was already finished preparing the table.

As all of you started to eat, no one bothered to engage in a conversation, and it bothers you because you feel awkward the entire time. Luckily for you, your mother is the first one to talk.

“How's college? You didn't come home for almost two years.”

You grip on your fork tightly, you had hoped to yourself that one of them would ask how you are doing, but here they are asking you how college is.

You compose yourself before answering her question. “I'm sorry, I'm just busy, but college is fine. I'm doing great academically, and I am passing my subjects.”

Your mother nods at your response before she returns to her food.

“At least be a responsible sister to Historia, the poor girl kept asking for you last year. I did not raise to be irresponsible,” your father coldly said while giving you a bored stare.

You want to cry at that moment.

No, you want to scream.

You're trying; your mind was filled with thought and screamed inside your head, but you managed to give an apologetic smile to your father.

“I'm sorry, father, I will do better next time.”

You can't look at them in the eyes because if you do, you know youll burst into tears and don’t wanna embarrass yourself in front of your family.

You excused yourself from the dinner by making up an excuse that you're tired.

You are.

Once you entered your room, you quickly took a shower before throwing yourself at your bed to rest.

You're tired from the travel, and you're exhausted from holding yourself back from anything and anyone.

‘fuck you, universe,’ you thought to yourself.

“Take me home, universe, I know I'm not home, take me to my home universe, whatever the cost is,” you softly mumbled to yourself a bunch of times before closing your eyes as you took a deep breath.

You stayed like that until you fall asleep while hugging your pillow.

-

“Sol, I know you're tired from celebrating but get up before the higher ranks get mad” a faint voice made you groan from disturbing your sleep.

You don’t know what time it is, but you want more sleep, so you rolled over to the other side of the bed.

Not a minute had passed, but a pillow was slammed into your arms, and a voice quickly followed it. “Sol, I woke you up, don’t tell me I didn’t, get up and get ready, Armin, and I won't wait for you.”

A couple of silence before footsteps can be heard, then the sound of a door closing.

You stayed in that position for a couple of minutes before opening your eyes wide open and sat on the bed.

You saw a bed beside yours and a bunch of books on the table beside your bed.

You're not in your room.

You don’t know where you are.

[sparklingdust4612]

13, 21, 23

13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year?

My favourite songs of the year are Livin' for that by Lil Pitchy and OMG What's happening by Ava Max (Lets not forget Con Calma by Daddy Yankee feat. Katy Perry 😍😍), artists of the year are Ava Max and Demi Lovato and I havent ever listened to an entire album...ever so I wont talk about that 😅😅

21. most memorable comment/review?

(Gotta check all my comments first lol)

I will categorize my most memorable reviews... (sorry, this got waaaaay too detailed but i couldnt exclude any of those 😅😅)

(AO3)

Memorable reviews on THG Drabbles:

I almost peed my pants laughing at this! by @lemonluvgirl87 on Chill... (It just made me crack up again, as if i wasnt dying because of how much I was laughing when writing this!)

This was soo adorable! Such a sweet meet-cute! Aww, Peeta was so cute when he was like 'Come back, keep me company!' And I loved the description of her as a 'walking, talking fantasy.' ;) The drawing and note-passing, how adorable! And yay, she agreed to the date! Follow-up! Sequel/epilogue! : D Thanks for the smiles! by @jhsgf82 on Flights and flirtation (Made me smile like a Cheshire cat haha)

These sweatpants are hazardous. Maybe he should just take them off! by @winegirl65 on Its sweatpants season! (It was so unexpected like I just woke up and saw 'hey, gotta reply to a new review', mind you, i hadnt seen the review, just knew it was there. And then I read this and choked on air. It was so damn hard to not laugh loudly at 6 AM when everyone was asleep 🤣🤣)

Memorable reviews on my Divergent one-shots:

I’m going to have some coffee and feed the kids…. We’ll talk about your ‘little surprise’ later by Michaela18 (my honorary mom and fave person in the entire world lol, she woke up to a vibrating cellphone which wouldnt stop because I posted 4 chapters all at once and I hadnt told her i'd be doing it lol, but ofc, she usually knows all of my future plans so this was her reaction 🤣🤣)

Memorable reviews on my Divergent fic exchange contribution:

Well, I received a lot of long, amazing reviews on Out of the darkness, into the light. It was something that pushed me further into my writing mania seeing this fic reach 500 hits in only a few hours! It was also my first time writing something so angsty I couldnt read it over all at once and begged my beta to do it instead 😅😅

Apart from these, @jhsgf82's reviews on her birthday gift fic made me so so happy, it was totally worth all the time I spent stressing on writing it for her! (cant put them here because, spoilers haha. LOVE YOU MANDYY!!!)

Memorable replies on fanfics by their authors:

Oh my god this comment made me so happy! I was so scared cause I thought people wouldn't like it😁

I was hoping someone would say something about rye & delly😂

Awe thank you! This means so much to me!❤💙

(I'll definitely be posting some smut soon😉 I was going to make this chapter longer but at the time when I wrote it, I was super tired and was trying to post it so it wouldn't be deleted 😁)

The next chapter will be posted soon! ^^ and if I need song suggestions I'll definitely reply to this comment and ask😁 thank you so much! This comment made me so happy❤💙 on Play that song.

Thank you!!! I am smiling ear to ear at both this comment and the one you relayed from Michaela. Comments like these really keep me motivated, and even though the fandom has definitely dwindled I still have tons of drafts that I can edit and get posted. I’ll see if I can come up with an epilogue for this one too, I can imagine our over adventurous couple may have had at least one unexpected pregnancy along the way :)

Thank you both so much, seriously you all have made my day <3 on His eager student.

I loved reading your comment, and am so incredibly flattered that you've read all my fanfics. I have more, but started taking some of them down. It just seemed like not many people were interested in my stories anymore. But then I get a comment like yours and -- wow!

I am definitely going to continue in the fandom. Too many stories I need to finish, and still loving the fan fiction that keeps being posted. Where would I be without fan fiction? In a sad sad place.

Glad you dropped by, glad you're reading. Made me happy.

Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! on UNDER SUSPICION

Ahhhhh thank you!!!! Not gonna lie, I was waiting for your comment on the sexy times 😆♥️ by @rosegardeninwinter on The sexy librarian trope: A check out-take.

Aww, thanks! Will keep this in mind - wanna keep my baby happy (and focused on her studies) 😇 on Open season.

:D Thanks so much! We're glad you liked it, and we're glad you died laughing! by @rosefyrefyre on Fractured fairytale wedding. (I love the part where the comment says "We're glad you died laughing" 🤣)

omg thank you so much :) I forget that people still read this sometimes, this is such a sweet comment! glad you liked it! on At the peak.

OMG Thank you so much for this comment!!!! It’s amazing!! I’m so glad you liked it and that you fell of your ass because of my writing!! Like…what???? I can do that?! 🤣 (yes, you can)

There will definitely be more smutty one shots in the future!! 😏 if you have a special request you can send me it on tumblr and see what I can do! 🤩 by @softlikethesunset12 on Thank god for Spotify.

(FFN)

Memorable reviews on a Divergent one-shot:

Wow...That song was literally made for this fic. Good job :) by AriIsDivergent on Follow everywhere I go. (made me so damn happy someone felt that way about my writing)

Most cherished review ever!

I am so glad I received the recommendation to read this story. Nicely executed and well written but... I have so many questions! I am a ‘need details’ kind of person and for me you could have continued writing but I know the song is over and the story done. Despite this, I loved it and I will happily read it again! Thank you! by Michaela18 on Follow everywhere I go.

(This last made me so damn happy and confident, I mean I had been such a huge fan of her writing and she said this!! This is also my most cherished review because it's what started the friendship I have with Michaela who has been such an understanding, caring, mentor and has literally adopted me as the daughter she never had. She's always there to give it straight to me and I love her like crazy 😍😍)

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t?

I wanted to write a lot of smutty fics but as you can see, I only now wrote explicit smut, the one I have been meaning to write in nearly everything that came to mind, every kink I have. Its a little disheartening but now that I am slowly gaining confidence in my smut abilities (due to my latest Everlark PWP-ish two-shot), I hope to write a shitton of smutty fics/smut in fics and I am so very excited!

Thank you soooo much for playing with me and I hope I didnt bore you guys with all the memorable reviews I found 😅😅

[jeagerism]

i think im lost again

+ word count : honestly idek, ill take a guess at maybe nearly 700-800?

+ characters : levi ackerman, armin arlert, mentions of eruri and eremin (armin and levi r not shipped fuck out of here)

+ warnings : season 3 attack on titan spoilers, mentions of death, modern!au, levi is basically a dad without being a dad (does that make him a dilf??), angst i suppose

+ summary : erwin was always good at this, levi thinks. people stuck to him like glue.

+ author's note : this is just a personal modern!au headcanon that i ranted to a friend abt and decided to make it full out

in modern aus i see eren as looking up to levi, bc he ooks up to him in the manga in some ways, levi cares abt his wellbeing n shit

well armin, since he was chosen to live over erwin, he'd look up to erwin in a modern au

and when erwin dies in that au bc ofc he has to die, armin is still a teenager.

i like to think that they all lived in the same town as kids, and erwin always looked out for armin since he had no one else other than his friends. 

he basically lets armin live with him when he's not with eren, who also has no family and sort of couch surfs between jean and sasha - sasha's dad loves eren for whatever reason so he stays there a lot, and welcomes armin and mikasa with him - and so erwin and armin r close

and levi is always around, so he sees armin a lot, even if he takes care of eren more - he lets eren stay at is house on nights when he feels like hes overstayed his welcome at sasha’s.

but levi still cares abt armin bc he sees how erwin cares abt armin and levi is in love with the blond facebook dad

but erwin died when armin is like 15, so he still needs someone to look out for him

and erwin asks levi to do that, bc he trusts him and knows levi would take care of him just like he had  

anyways, he asks levi to take care of him and levi does

but armin is a 15 yr old who just lost yet another person who cares abt him 

and even tho hes grateful that levi cares for him, he misses erwin so much. 

he acts out bc of it bc hes a kid going through trauma and its what kids do. he starts acting even worse than eren and eren is a fucking demon spawn

armin and eren share a room, even tho levi had two empty rooms so they could have their own, and eren has stuff in the other room but armin doesn’t like the dark so eren stays there with him.

and levi isn’t really good at taking care of kids in the traditional way. 

he wakes them up every weekday for school by telling them he'll kick their ass if he has to take them himself - but he'll still drive them when it rains or its cold  

he doesnt really know how to cook bc erwin always did that, but his notes app is full of recipes erwin always recommended that were easy to follow bc he was always worried that levi always ate too much cold leftovers from days before and noodles

armin knows hot to cook pretty well bc erwin taught him but he enjoys laughing at levi failing at cooking simple shit - he burned water somehow

but levi still tries so its fine

he tries letting armin know hes welcome, and that he can ask for whatever he needs

he'll leave him lunch money on the counter

and when he notices armins jackets getting a little too short around the wrist he drops a new one by his lap when he sits on the couch

he pulls the blanket all the way to his chin if he falls asleep on the couch.

he'll mention he's going to get a haircut when he notices armin's hair getting longer, and says he can go with him if he wants

but armin still acts so off. 

before erwin was gone, armin always acted happy, even though he never had much, and levi feels guilty knowing he cant do what erwin did for him, but he's doing this for erwin, and knows erwin wouldnt have put armin in his care in the first place if he didn’t trust him

i see taking care of armin as the task that keeps levi going, just like how killing zeke is what keeps him alive in the anime.

both promises he makes to erwin and wont give up on until he’s fulfilled it

but one day armin just disappears. he doesnt come back after school with eren like usual. so he and levi try calling him and get nothing. eren offers to go look for him and levi tells him to stay safe n waits back home to see if armin will show up there

and he does like 5 mins after eren leaves. 

and levi feels his chest just deflate with relief. it was cold outside, and armin was out there alone. 

his cheeks and nose r red from being outside for so long

when levi asks where he's been, it comes out harsher than he meant, but its just bc he was worried, and armin rolls his eyes and asks why it matters

levi tells him its bc he's a kid and doesnt get to just disappear without a trace whenever he wants. levi never minded armin doing whatever he wanted - within regulation - but most times he knew eren was with him, or mikasa, someone who would call him if something happened

and armin says “you're not my father.” and starts taking off his jacket and stuff

“yeah, but i am the person who's taking care of your ass.”

and that seems to make armin a little more ticked off than he already was, bc he turns to levi and says, “well i never asked you to do that.”

to which levi replies without thinking, “no but erwin did”

levi and armin never talk abt erwin, ever.

its like an unspoken rule between them. its not that they arent as comfortable with each other - they arent anyways but - they just dont do that, talk abt how they feel abt erwin, and him being gone

armin looks like hes gonna cry before he just says “well i wish it was erwin that was still here instead of you”

ALMOST AS IF HES SAYING HE WISHED IT WAS LEVI THAT DIED INSTEADDD

and levi is suprised that armin would ever, it hurts a little, and he just nods in agreement and says “me too.”

armin doesnt say anything back to it, he just turns and makes his way to his room, slamming the door behind him

and levi is exhausted. in his head he wonders how erwin had done it - balanced college and a job and a fucking teenager 

but then he remembers that erwin was erwin, and hed always been good at that type of thing

people stuck to him like glue

thats the first night he lets himself admit that he misses him

he feels like he’s failing at the one thing erwin asked of him

when eren shows back up, levi apologizes for not letting him know that armin had came back

but eren just tells him that armin had texted him when he’d arrived - i have a hc that eren and armin were each others first crushes but uhebdbsi

he tells levi that armin had said hed went to the beach

erwin used to take armin to the beach all the time before he died

he’d collect shells with him, and the ones that armin really liked, he’d give them names

he still has one called smith from the last time erwin had taken him to see the ocean

a few weeks go by after that

they never really talked before, but now it seems almost even worse

the silence that they normally exist in feels empty

but everything felt empty without erwin

eren lets levi know where theyre going to be whenever theyre not home, when theyll be home, etc

levi never asked for him to do that, but he does it anyways

levi’s thankful for the near suicidal maniac at that point

even though he always was

he saw a lot of himself in eren, and he sees a lot of himself in armin too

levi and armin never really apologize to each other, but one night when levi’s attempting to cook, armin walks in the kitchen and watches him place things on a pan

“you’re putting them too close together.”

armin steps beside him and tilts his head to the side, as if hes gesturing for levi to move

and he does, letting the younger and taller boy move the prerolled croissants further away from each other on the baking tray

“they never wouldve cooked all the way through like that,” armin tells him

with a scoff, levi mumbles that he sounds like erwin

armin pauses for a second, before sliding the pan in the oven. levi tells him how long the packaging said they went on so that he can set the oven timer

armin sets it for two minutes longer, and levi’s heart aches

erwin did that, too

“i miss him”

it slips out without him meaning for it to

and he thinks he’s ruined armin’s head again, when he’s supposed to be someone this kid can look up to

but he doesnt leave

armin just leans against the oven and nods “me, too”

after that, things arent bad anymore

sure, it takes awhile for them to completely warm up to each other, but they manage

enough that armin sits in on levi’s cooking sessions just to point out what hes doing wrong - something that helps, bc pretty soon levi is learning

he cooks him, armin, and eren an entire meal without burning anything

eren laughs when armin tells him that the man had forgotten to grab an oven mit and had stuck his entire hand in the oven to grab a pan

levi raises his eyebrow when he notices the way armin blushes at eren’s laugh, of all things

and they talk abt erwin more

they have more to say about him that eren, and its just something the two of them share, so they tend to save it for little moments, tiny snippets of things that remind them of the blond

after about a year, things are good

armin asks to have his 17th birthday at the beach, and who would levi be to say no

levi doesnt particularly like the beach, he detests sand, but its for armin, so he’ll do it

its for his kid

him and erwins kid

at the party, he finds a smile coming to his face when he sees armin actually laughing and having fun

kid had been through too much hell at 17, so he deserved to be happy, even if it was only for a few moments

on their way home that evening, eren and armin passed out from a day of swimming and running on the beach - levi made the both of them bring extra towels to save his car seats from salt water and sand

eren’s head is on armin’s shoulder, and the blond’s is resting atop eren’s head

when they get home, the two of them trudge towards their room, but armin turns and holds his closed fist out to levi

with a raised eyebrow, levi holds his hand out and lets armin drop something into his hand, before the boy pivots and continues his shuffle to his and eren’s shared room

levi glances down at the object in his hand

its a shell

armin names it erwin

[casmybelovedass]

The Destiel Folder: Season 7

[Season 4; Season 5; Season 6]

This season is mostly Dean being a depressed bi who can't cope with his crush's death.

This is, in my opinion, the season where Dean actually starts realizing he might for real think of Cas as something more.

Episode 1:

Cas is basically gone, both Bobby and Sam (almost) are ready to compel to whatever he says, but Dean still tries to get him to come back. "You can turn this around. Please!" (3:13) Denial

Dean has no idea how to deal with God!Castiel, but desperate to find him, and getting emotional "I don't even know what book to hit for this." "Then figure it out!" (5:47) Anger

As we have said many times already, angels don't have a sex, Castiel is not a man, and as he states, he is "utterly indifferent to sexual orientation" (8:03), and so is Chuck, God himself, who has admitted having had both girlfriends and boyfriends.

Dean turns off the news the moment he hears a woman describe Cas as "young and sexy", while doing that jaw clentch thing of his (10:14) ... huh... [and this doesn't really matter, but after this we immediately see Dean in a purple flannel. PURPLE! Go Bi!Dean]

"He's not a guy, he's a God [...] Cas is never coming back. He's lied to us, he's used us, he's cracked your gourd like it was nothing. No more talk. We've spent enough on him." (11:09) Dean trying to jump to the 5th stage of grief. Yeah, no baby that's not how it works

Dean tries so hard to convince himself that Cas's gone so he can kill him, but can't really. "Just kill him now!" and struggles hard to hold Castiel's glare. And as soon as Death offers a second option to killing him, Dean takes it. Bargening

"Dean, look, I know you think Cas is gone." "That's because he is." (31:22) Again with trying to jump to acceptance. Not doing great, Dean. In fact, "Yeah, you know how I'm gonna deal? I'm gonna stuff my pie hole, I'm gonna drink, and I'm gonna watch some asian cartoon porn. And act like the world's about to explode, because it is." (32:17) There it is. Depression.

[Remember this: Dean has no shame in watching porn in front of his brother. Wait a few seasons and see]

Just moments earlier, Dean was all "That's not Cas, Cas is dead" and shit, and now he goes "What? You need something else?" worried-husband-mode the moment Cas asks for help (34:50). Also#MARRIED (35:16)

Bobby: "Where's Sam? It's go time." Dean: *looks back at Cas worried* (37:12)

MUST HELP HUSBAND (38:06) look at Dean's eyes!!! They're like 'It's okay, it's okay. You've got this.' "I'm sorry, Dean." Cas chose these words to be his last, thinking he was going to die. LOOK AT DEAN (38:21) ICWAW this would MEAN SOMETHING ELSE

"CAS! [...] Is he breathing? ... Maybe angels don't need to breathe." says the one who was going around saying Cas was gone for good. "He's gone, Dean." "... damn it... *tears up* Cas, you child... Why didn't you listen to me." #MARRIED (39:15) Then he goes "CAS?!" as soon as he starts breathing again. ICWAW, we would SCREAM "LOVE" in this scene

"Imma find some way to redeem myself to you *looks at Dean straight in the eyes*" "*looks at Cas up and down*... Alright, well, one thing at the time, come on. Let's get you out of here." "I mean it, Dean." *eye love-making* "... Okay." (40:30) ICWAW, oooohhh, the meanings this scene would have...

Dean's face when the Leviathans tell him Cas is dead. Again. (41:18)

Episode 2:

Dean looking at the Leviathans occupying Cas' body. The HATE (1:44)

"... okay... so he's gone. *shakes while tearing up* [...] Dumb son of a bitch..." (5:14) Here we go again... I'm fine, shut up

Dean picks up, washes, folds and keeps Cas' coat (5:23) SWEET

"You just lost one of the best friends you've ever had." this hurts me. "... I'm fine, really." (12:11)

"You asked me how I was doing? Well, not good." (38:54)

Episode 5:

Dean progressively drinks more as his nightmares get worse and he misses Cas more and more. 3 times we see him drink, only in the first 12 minutes.

Sam can tell Dean feels like shit, and bet one of those reasons is Cas "Like it or not, the stuff you don't talk about, it doesn't just go away. It builds up." (39:33) Yeah, and not only problems or grief... even love

Episode 7:

Not a destiel moment, but Dean totally got hit on by the waiter. LOL (7:30)

And again. What is it with men in this town and Dean. "We're looking for a necklace." "Romantic. *looks at Dean*" (12:17). Is it an energy reading thing or something? Can they feel the bi energy?

"The Campbell brothers. [...] They weren't actually brothers. That was a cover for their, uhm... alternative life style." (22:40) Huh... I guess calling your lover "brother" runs in the family

"Ever since Cas... I'm having a hard time trusting anybody." (40:44) ouch

Episode 9:

Dean is drunk/high on Leviathan juice, and the first thing he thinks and blabbers about, is Cas (19:48) "I don't even care anymore." Oooohh ICWAW... the possibilities for this scene

Episode 12:

Dean totally checked out that man in uniform. FIGHT ME (16:27)

Episode 13:

"You're head's not in it, man. When Cas died, you were wobbly, but now-" "Now what!!" (39:35) as soon as Sam mentions Cas' death, Dean gets snappy

Episode 17:

Dean keeps getting snappy whenever Sam mentions Cas

"OH my God the love of my life is alive!" (13:02-13:06)

Dean's face when Daphne touches Cas (13:25), and when he calls her his wife (13:41)

AND HIS FUCKING FACE TRYING NOT TO TEAR UP BECAUSE CAS DOESN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING ABOUT HIM (14:16)

You mean to tell me that ICWAW this wouldn't be seen as a mini desperation moment from a man seeing his lover in this situation? Yeah, I don't think so

"What if you were some sort of... I don't know, bad guy." "I... I don't feel like a bad person." Dean's face is like "Damn right you aren't" (16:50)

"He betrayed you, this dude. He was your friend?" Dean looking at him... can't even answer the question (19:59)

Dean says Cas' betrayal is something he cant get over like everything else. And that he doesn't know why. "It doesn't matter why." "Of course it matters!" (20:25)

Dean gets visibly uneasy about Meg being so close to Cas (25:34) jealous boyfriend is jealous

Dean doesn't want Cas to remember, afraid he'll leave again (32:18)

"I've known you for years!" (32:34) poor baby. Also "You're an angel." "Uhm, I'm sorry? Is that a flirtation?" DEAN'S FACE (32:42)

Dean doesn't want Cas to be hurt by his own memories and past actions (33:00)

"You used to fight together. Bestest friends, actually." Yeah, look at that reaction. Let's see how he reacts to being called his boyfriend later on (33:09)

#MARRIED!!! I'll just leave this. No comment (33:41)

As Cas regains his memories, only 2 of the ones we see are not of Dean. And the only one we hear is the "I'm sorry, Dean." . That is what matters to Cas (and this looks like a slash video. Kudos to the editors) "I remember you... I remember everything." Yeah, no-homo save (34:35)

Not even an hour earlier, Dean was ranting about Cas betraying him, how he couldn't forget and forgive him, and now he is saying Cas did "the best you could at the time", but Cas actually feels guilt and doesn't want Dean to defend him, but Dean does anyway (36:53)

"We didn't part as friends, Dean." "*looks at Cas up and down*... So what?" "I deserved to die." the look on Dean's face (37:18)

Dean gives Cas his trench coat back. The trench coat he kept, folded and all the the truck, for weeks. And that's not even Baby. So he moved the coat, to always have it with him (37:26). I'm not crying, shut up

Also, here, have a deleted scene that breaks my heart

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Episode 20:

Let us all appreciate that one time Dean helped a lesbian flirt with a dude (24:27-25:03)

Episode 21:

Dean is devastated about Cas' mental state, that he did that to himself to save Sam. Look at his eyes in this scene (16:08). Also, Dean still resents Cas for the whole 'New God' crap, but it feels like the real reason is the fact that he left (19:18)

"Cas! Don't make me pull this car over!" "Are you angry? Why are you angry? *puppy eyes*" "... No I-I'm..." #MARRIED (27:28)

Cas says he won't fight anymore, but as soon as Dean's in trouble, he FLIPS

"The angels... they don't care... I think maybe they don't have the equipment to care." (31:49) Touchy much, Dean?, are you trying to convince yourself about that? It feels like he's making excuses to not let himself feel anything for Cas. "It seems like when they try, it just... breaks them apart." ... OK, fuck everything, ICWAW this would totally be seen as romantic angsty reference to Cas

Cas is so lost in his guilt for what he has caused. He looks like a baby, and it gets worse when it comes to Dean

"Why should we give you anything? After everything you have taken from us? The very touch of you curropts. When Castiel first laid a hand on you in Hell, he was lost!" (36:50) okay damn, ICWAW all of this would seem as if they were talking about a love relationship between the two and you can't tell me otherwise

'HURT HUSBAND-MUST PROTECT MODE' (37:17)

"The bone of a righteous mortal and the blood of a fallen angel" ... shut up, I'm dying over these clues (39:11)

"What are you gonna do, Cas?" Dean's eyes are begging him to stay. ICWAW, we would point that out without a shadow of a doubt (39:40)

Episode 23:

"Dude... on my car. He showed up naked... covered in bees!" ... come on, ICWAW this would be a HUGE deal (5:10)

"Go ask him. He was your boyfriend first." (8:51) LISTEN HERE. I study psychology, and one of the first things they teach you is that jokes are based on the truth. HOW MANY OF THESE JOKES WERE MADE?! HUH??!! (plus all the "Dick" jokes Sam made) Also Dean's reaction with the jaw clentch... just saying

Cas keeps stating he doesn't want to fight, but again, Dean's in trouble? FIGHT MODE

"*soft shoulder touch, puppy eyes, serves Dean a sandwich*" ... SOFT #MARRIED COUPLE (18:27)

"You got anything to say on the topic of dicks?" you'd like that, wouldn't you, Dean? (26:42)

Cas is afraid he will do something to cause Dean more trouble. Let's remember he chose what he believed were his last words to be "I'm sorry, Dean.", but as we know, Dean deals with feelings by showing anger... Cas gets upset and copes by playing twister... pathetic. "I can't help. [...] I destroyed everything and I will destroy everything again!" for a moment, Cas is lucid, and expresses his fear, but as soon as Dean gets angry with him, Cas gows back to hide in his world of crazy (26:47)

"I'm not good luck, Dean." "... You know what? [...] I'd rather have you. Cursed or not." Look at Cas' soft little smile as it grows. ICWAW, this would be read as another confession (32:38)

"I'll go with you." SOFT

SEE??! The MOMENT Dick threatens Dean, Cas goes full Angel of the Lord on his ass. MUST PROTECT HUSBAND (36:52) and the utter shock on Dean's face is priceless

And here comes PurGAYtory

[Season 8>>]

[angeloncewas]

dont wanna make this ask long bc i am tired and dont have the energy to be a well spoken (?) person rn but it probably will be long anyways, so sorry!! but like. as somebody who has hyperfixated on both idubbbz and schlatt (along with a plethora of other problematic content creators, i really know how to fuckn pick em!!) they absolutely foster a dogshit community, at least outside of platforms like tumblr, where like. you cant really avoid fandom culture like you can on twitter or ig, if that makes sense. on here, if you wanna post about your favorite youtuber, whether you tag it or not, other fans will likely see and if you say some bad shit, you will likely get called on it, whereas on ig basically only your followers will see it even if you use a hashtag and on twitter its like if you arent in a subtwt/fandom then you basically dont interact with any subtwt at all unless its an accident, ya know?

so like. i think what im trying to say here is that while ive met a lot of fans of both these creators, especially schlatt, who are great people as far as i can tell, i am also specifically on the fandom side of things and as soon as i step out of that space i realize that a lot of people who watch them are not actually minorities like me and my mutuals who can catch on to satire or who watch their more behind the scenes stuff where you can see them act like a decent person or even call out people for the things they usually joke about which just. fucking sucks. it sucks that, as much as i do believe schlatt is actually a good person (and sort of idubbbz, although i dont really watch him much anymore for a plethora of reasons, mostly related to the fact that i cant stand his jokes anymore even if he is playing a character as he's said before), he also keeps doing terrible fucking things and im really glad his actual friends have been calling him on it recently, especially after that jackbox video (which is a whole other thing on its own bc it literally seemed like nobody wanted to be there basically the entire video?? like as somebody who watched all the jackbox videos before that one, it was really fucking off in that call and the jokes were next level fucking upsetting), but sometimes it's just kinda like. exhausting. bc his community is already fucking bad now, you cant undo accidentally fostering a community of fucking racist homophobes who dont get that you're playing a character, unless you kinda drop off and build a whole new community from that, which would be stupid to do at this point in his career. not really sure where i was going with this tbh, but i thought i would chime in on this discussion as a viewer of mainly schlatt, but also a past idubbbz viewer who is basically a seasoned fucking vet at dealing with shitty fanbases because of him and many other dumb youtube white boys

(also, note on that anisa thing: ian's main fanbase was definitely pissed just bc she does sex work and a lot of them are too fucking young or just too fucking dense i guess to clock the fact that he's putting on an act bc, like i said before, they either dont watch his behind the scenes content, or they do and they kinda just miss those moments between still trying to entertain where he gets genuine. that being said, a lot of people outside of his fanbase were also pissy bc anisa is a less than spectacular lady if you really do your research on her, kind of a bad person but it's not something a lot of people know about, especially since one of the few videos made on it was by fucking creepshow art)

sorry for the rant again, i feel like i do this every other week now and i apologize, you just seem to have the best discourse and i enjoy partaking <3 hope you have a good rest of your day/night/whatever time you're reading this!

—🦷

Thank you for the input (don't mind the rant !) and I hope you have a good rest of your day too <3 For post length, I'll answer under the cut :)

Yeah, I get what you mean (I think ahdsufsd). Fandom as a concept is pretty... I don't even know how to describe it, but it's the kind of thing that I feel like white male Redditors would think of as pussy shit, y'know? Like the Ricegum gang isn't a fucking "fandom" they're a... well, a fandom, but they're not gonna admit to that. So when you step outside of a community like Tumblr (the queerest place on the internet TM) you come into contact with the faces of the fandom you're dealing with and oftentimes they're a lot less like you than you might've thought from the similar interest. It's like going to a Weezer concert and realizing you're surrounded by incels (this is a JOKE).

Satire's a rough topic because some people don't think it should exist at all. Like any words that can be directly interpreted as bigoted or problematic should not be uttered. I disagree with that, I think it's one of the most interesting forms of both social commentary and comedy, but I do see the problem. There are people who watched Filthy Frank (to take an example from that other anon) and didn't know or care what the point of his actions were (I don't know what they were tbh - I never watched him, but it sounds like he's a pretty decent dude) and instead read his jokes as-is. There are thousands upon thousands of people who aren't gonna get satire and that's a problem because if they're already bigoted they're gonna see people like Schlatt and iDubbz and whoever else as truly validating.

(Largely unrelated but yo, is iDubbz still going? Are the views alright? Is the adsense popping? Has he just kept going with Content Cops? I haven't heard about him since the girlfriend thing dropped.)

"you cant undo accidentally fostering a community of fucking racist homophobes who dont get that you're playing a character, unless you kinda drop off and build a whole new community from that"

I think this is what's pertinent when it comes to discussing Schlatt. After the Jackbox video (for me at least, he might've been there before) he put himself at a crossroads. If he'd apologized, said "sorry, I took it too far, that was a mistake" - yeah, plenty of people wouldn't have forgiven him and plenty of bigoted fans of his would've said that the apology was just to placate the snowflakes on Twitter, but to the sort of in-between people it would've shown that he's able to recognize and reconcile his mistakes. He could've transitioned into content that's A) actually good (when I say that the video was bad I don't just mean in terms of racism, I mean it straight up was not entertaining) and B) less "edgy" for the sake of. I wouldn't expect him to go uwu squeaky clean, but he's already reeled in the bad people, so if he really wanted to foster a good, progressive audience, he has to do something significant to show that.

But he didn't.

Maybe for the sake of his career, maybe because he likes those bigoted fans, maybe because he just doesn't get it - I don't know. I don't think we'll ever know. I spoke earlier about doing what is right over what is easy and in the case of Schlatt it just feels like he really did take the easy way out. Whoever he is in his personal life doesn't change how he's perceived online and the kinds of people that are idolizing him for it.

(And yeah I saw the video on Anisa when I Googled her to check if they were still dating, but then I saw who it was made by and I was like oh well whatever avhfdfkj)

[pbandjesse]

Today was another excellent day. But I am way tireder then I was last night. Like it is a little hard to sit up and write this but I will power through. 

I did sleep alright last night but before bed I had another really bad nose bleed except this time I was alone, as James was asleep, and I only had 3 tissues. So I was a little upset and scared. But it was alright in the end. And I have a new tissue box now so hopefully I wont feel so stranded. 

I woke up around 8 but I stayed in bed until 830. I really wanted to keep sleeping but I knew Jess was up and I didnt want to be rude. And of course she was already dressed and looking cute. But she was doing work for her WFH job so she wasnt to bothered. I got washed up and dressed. I felt cute again today but I mostly forgot to take my picture until way late in the day. But that was alright. We were just having to much fun. 

The big plan for the day was to go squishmallow hunting. But the mall we were going to search at didnt open until 11. So we had some time to hang out. So after breakfast we started rinsing our tye dye projects. I decided Jess should go first because her's is so much lighter and I didnt want to stain her's with all my dark dye. And it was so funny hers didnt run any dye at almost at all?? Absolutely bizarre. We were using the coldest water and really trying to get in there but no dye came out. So we hung it to dry and got into mine. 

Mine was a different story. As soon as I unwrapped it from the plastic is was dripping black dye. So I pulled off the rubber bands and got to work rinsing it. It took a good ten minutes of rinsing but it honestly looked great. As it dried throughout the day the black would fade to a lovely almost grey purple. But the actual tye dyed scrunchy parts look so cool. I am super excited to share it tomorrow when we take pictures. It was a lot of fun to do and while I dont think I will like. Tye dye my whole life. It was a lot of fun to experiment with. And for our first go it was really successful. 

Once we were done that and everything was drying in the bathroom we got ready to leave. I wasnt super excited to drive, as I still felt really tired, but it was alright. Though when we got to the car I found we barely had any gas and I was annoyed about that because I hate putting gas in the car but I would do it. Even though I hate it. 

We drove out to the mall and it felt so weird to be in a mall. But there werent a lot of people. It was mostly just quiet. But it for sure felt like a blast from the past. We walked the whole mall. Talked about being mall rat teens. What we would do and play and just the culture of that time in our lives. And hoenstly it was just a good time. It was nice to walk around inside and not be cold and because we were on this funny hunt for squishes there was an element of activity and goal. 

We didnt have great luck. The claires had nothing. The hallmark had nothing. We did find some at Hot Topic though. I ended up getting a blind box one. And Jess got a couple little things. We also got a matching set of lollypop earrings I am very excited about. We got lunch in the food court. Felt very weird eating inside. I got pretzel bites. It was just. A good time at the mall. 

We were there about an hour, making our last stop at Hot Topic for the second time to make our actual purchases. And then we went to the strip mall across the road to go to starbucks. Everyone was driving stupid so I was really glad to be out of there. 

We started to head towards the closes Marshalls. And they only had a cuddler squish there. And a way to long line, so I did not buy the face wash I was going to get. We instead went to Target. We made a stop to get gas. Which was terrible only because the same thing happened as last time and the machine kept saying my zipcode was wrong and I had to go talk to the man at the counter and it was a whole thing. I hate pumping gas. But it was handled. 

Next we went to the CVS and the Walgreens to check and finding nothing good we continued on to Target. 

Target was mostly a bust. No easter friends. But we ended up finding a beautiful greyscale bunny that Jess really liked. And we decided we were done. I wanted to make one more loop around toys just and in case and while we did I remembered to stop to look in the legos to see if they had the botanical one me and James have been trying to get but keeps getting scalped for 3xs the real price. And I was so excited to find that they had it!! The bouquet of flowers!! I was so jazzed. I cant wait to build this with them and its going to be great and look so cool in our house. 

We were both a little beat by this point though. So it was time for home. 

It was a nice drive back. The sun started coming out after a really grey day. And I was happy to be home. 

We would chill for a little bit but then there were more things we wanted to do. We opened our blind boxes. I got a dragon that we think was meant to be scented like minit chocolate but just smelt. Bad. But whatever. Still cute. I like the dragons. And then we got to work on my clothes. 

I wanted to do another big purge and having moral support to talk things out was exactly what I needed. So Jess helped me make piles of everything I own and make hard calls for each piece. I was a little more brutal then I expected but honestly I had purged my clothes in december and I sort of knew what ones that if I didnt wear in the last 2 months were going to get the axe. So it was only hard at some points. And I was really excited that everything I wanted to fit in the trunk for seasonal pieces and my closet isnt to full anymore. Two bags of clothes to donate and Im just really happy about that. And before that Jess tried on some that she liked from the get rid of pile and took some and that made me feel really happy too. Im glad they will get a second life. 

We would spend more time in my room trying on ren fair costume stuff. And spent way to long trying to relace a corset thats a little to big for me. But it was honestly a lot of fun. We were just very tired at the end. 

James had a performance review during that time that we got to hear and I got to be all proud about how well they are doing. And then James would go on a bike ride after work before picking us all up dinner. Because I have the best partner. 

While James was gone me and Jess would be on the couch playing a little animal crossing. Being sleepy. When food did come I was really upset that both our orders were missing pieces and I was trying very hard not to have a breakdown over something stupid. But Jess gave me some of hers that I was missing and we made due. I was just a little sad. 

Dinner was nice though. And we all just sat together doing little crafts and enjoying the company. 

And we still have tomorrow. The plan is to do some photoshoots and make a little painting project together. I hope to sleep better tonight though. Im going to go take a shower and get cozy and try to get to bed earlier. Wish me luck. Goodnight everyone! Wash your hands!

[tsarinastorm]

Season 7-Adam Sackler/Reader-Chapter 3

Rating: Mature/explicit

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

    You had spent every day with Adam for the past two weeks. Some days you would go places like Coney Island where you went on the bumper cars and watched the fireworks, or the Natural History Museum where you would browse for hours and Adam would pose at every exhibit, or you’d visit comedy clubs and gardens together. The comedy club was a bust because Adam was clearly funnier than the comedians, but the gardens were nice, and Adam helped you set up some planters on your terrace after your trip. He went with you to the Empire State Building, and agreed to play tourist with you even though he had been in the city for years. Adam insisted on taking you to all of those places because he was concerned that you weren’t getting the authentic New York experience.

     Other days you would hang out at your apartment or his; if you were writing he’d be sure to bring you takeout, and if he had an audition, you’d help him rehearse his lines. You would send him funny stuff on his phone through the day, and he would respond in his typical phone-averse way.  It seemed as if the two of you had fallen into a routine, but neither of you had addressed what type of relationship you had, or tried to ease the sexual tension between you. You were just friends, that was all you would allow yourself to be with Adam, but every now and then, he would hold your hand or sneak his arm around your shoulders, and you let him. You knew you were maybe letting things get out of hand, or sending him mixed signals but it felt right.

  Emotionally, you knew there was more than friendship involved but you couldn’t imagine a good ending to any romance with him so you tried ignoring your feelings. You were terrified that if you pursued your feelings, that everything would be great for a while between you until Hannah would need something, and he would ditch you for her. Or, you’d be together until Jessa came back and he would not be able to turn her away.

   Then, there was the growing problem of your sexual attraction to him.  You had spent  the night away from him: you had went out to a night club, drank, and danced before  finding a guy who looked Adam, you thought you could live out your fantasies that way. But before you got the guy home, you could tell it wasn’t right, his voice wasn’t the right pitch, and his hands weren’t the same size as Adam’s. His eyes weren’t as intensely amber as Adam’s. The real problem with the guy was that he wasn’t Adam, and Adam was the only one you wanted. You part ways with the Adam knock-off after coming up with some kind of excuse, and you know what you have to do. You give in and go over to Adam’s. You stand outside his door and press the button for him to let you in.

    He opens his door and lets you in, surprised to see you. As you walk in the door, a young and pretty brunette avoids your eyes and briskly walks out of the door, mumbling something under her breath. You take off your jacket and shoes, watching Adam skeptically.  Had he hooked up with that girl? Who was she? Was he serious about her? Then you physically ask the question that’s burning in your mind, “Did you just fuck that girl on the couch?”

    “Uh no, we never got that far. What are you doing here, kid?” He avoids your eyes at first, then he gives in eyeing you like you’re a piece of meat. You can feel the heat rolling of him, and you remember you’re still wearing the outfit that you wore clubbing: a lace romper that’s short and accentuates your chest and stilettos to show off your legs. Adam is wearing a dark gray t-shirt that shows off his broad chest and dark jeans like he normally does. His hair looks perfect and soft as always. You finally answer his question telling him, “I just wanted to see you. Clubbing didn’t go as planned, apparently I’m too old for that now.”

   “Well make yourself at home, do you want to watch a movie?” He asks and you nod as you both settle in on the couch. He sits beside you, somewhat closer than he normally does. You find yourself drifting towards him too and soon you’re leaning against him with his arm around your waist. His hand practically takes up your entire torso, and you cant help wondering what they’d feel like elsewhere. The two of you decide to watch a Tarantino movie, but you can’t pay attention to what’s going on screen. And Adam can’t concentrate either because he’s too busy watching you. It seems you may be stuck in this strange standoff forever before you finally turn to look at him and say, “Adam, I need you to touch me.”

   “Y/N you’re the one who said we’re just friends and that you weren’t interested in that.”

“It was never that I wasn’t interested, I was always interested but I didn’t think it would work...anyway, are you going to touch me or not?”

    “Are you sure? I don’t want to ruin our friendship or make things weird.” He says and he shifts to give you space. His voice sounds like he’s trying to convince himself, not you. You’ve had enough. 

    “Adam, will you please just fucking fuck me? If you don’t, I’m going to fucking touch myself here and you’ll just have to watch. So either be a spectator or a participant.” Hands go to the zipper of your romper but are stop abruptly by Adam’s.

    Adam then realizes that you’re serious, and what you’re saying sinks in as his eyes darken with lust, and his demeanor changes. He reaches his hand down away from yours to touch up your leg, landing on your upper thigh, desperately close to where you want him. He rubs circles on your upper thigh and makes eye contact with you while saying, “Y/N, take off your clothes.”

   You like the intensity in his voice that now sounds as smooth as honey, and the fact he’s being assertive. You follow his directions: seductively unzipping your romper, then you pull off your underwear until you’re completely naked in front of him. You can see the bulge growing in his pants. He looks you up and down, drinks you in, and licks his lips. You think he’s going to devour you and that’s exactly what you want.

    “Y/N, you’re so fucking hot. You’re more than hot, you’re beautiful.” He says as he admires every inch of your body.

    You can’t take it anymore, so you join him back on the couch, and pull his lips to yours. Your lips crash into his almost brutally, it takes him a moment to realize that you’re kissing him. Once he does, he kisses you back with ferocity, weaving his fingers through your hair, pulling your neck back. When he pulls your hair, your lips open and his tongue is instantly in your mouth exploring every corner. Your tongues continue to dance around each other as you move your hands to feel the muscles in his chest and arms. He then pulls away, his hand still in your hair and takes your bottom lip between his teeth, and slowly bites your lip. You move so you’re straddling his lap now, your hands tangle in his hair and it’s just as soft as you always imagined it being. Your lips never leave his as you begin to rock on his lap needing friction as his warm hands explore your back before making their way downward to squeeze and knead your ass.  You think you could come from that alone if he continues, and you find yourself whimpering wantonly at his touch.

    He leans back, and pulls off his shirt. You take that as an opportunity to explore his skin with your hands and mouth. You press sloppy kisses to his neck, collarbone, chest, any part of him you can get to. What you can’t get your mouth on, your hands explore his warm skin dotted with freckles. He puts both hands on your neck as he brings your face to his, and he searches your face for something before asking again, “Y/N, you really want to do this?”

  “Yes, Adam. I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you.” That’s all he needs to hear as he gently picks you up and sets you down on the sofa, as he moves to crouch in front of you. He kisses up your calf, up you to your thighs as he nibbles more urgently the closer he gets to your core. It makes you nervous as you squirm before you gently stop him, “Adam, you don’t have to…”

    “I know but I want to.” He moves in closer to your heat.

   “Uh, Adam…it’s kind of a waste, I’ve never been able to come from oral before so just use your hands or whatever.”

  “Did you just say that you’ve never came from someone eating your pussy?” He questions with amazement in his voice and he keeps his eyes on yours gauging your expression.

    “Yes” You squeak out. Now you’re embarrassed. Going down just never worked for you before, you needed more pressure or something.  Normally you’d just fake an orgasm so it could be over and you could move on towards a real orgasm. But you told Adam the truth because you knew he’d find out anyway, since  he knew you so well. Adam looks you straight in your eyes as he informs you, “Well obviously your other partners didn’t know what the hell they were doing. I do. I am going to feast on this cunt of yours and I’m going to make you come.”

    You nod as he pulls your legs further apart, then he gently strokes your thighs with his fingertips. He settles his face right above your core and you can feel his hot breath on you. Adam then gives you a sloppy kiss before licking up your folds. He nibbles on your lips before assaulting your clit. He gives it broad strokes with his tongue before tracing circles. This feels really good you think. You start to moan because it feels so good. You go to grab something with your fist, finding nothing, you then wrap your fingers around his locks and hold him to you. He must like that because you can feel and hear him groan into you when you pull his hair. He adds more pressure with his tongue before lightly sucking on your now sensitive clit. He continues alternating between broad strokes and sucking. His hands move up your body to massage your breasts. You can feel your climax creeping through you slowly at first, then hitting you hard. You moan loudly as you start rocking yourself against his face, chasing out your high. Adam stays between your legs, still nibbling on your clit as you ride through your climax. You look down at him, you know you probably look like a hot mess to him, but he just looks so smug and beautiful.

   “Jesus fucking Christ, how are you so good at that?” You find yourself wondering out loud.

   “Guess a lot of practice. That was one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever seen, you were so hot.” He praises you. You want to make feel like he just made you feel.

    “Now, your turn.” You say as you pull him up so he stands in front of you. Your hands move to unbutton his jeans and you yank them down. Even with his boxers still on you can see his erection and you’re taken by his size. You actually wonder how he’s going to fit, but you also think that this will be good. Adam clearly knows a thing or two about fucking, and you were excited to test his abilities. You pull his boxers down, and you start stroking his cock. He whimpers at your touch, and you motion for him to sit down. With him seated beside you on the couch, you lay down with your head and hands on his laps. You spread the precum that’s forming on his tip around his shaft, and then you lick a broad stripe from base to tip. You tease his head by tracing your tongue around it, before sucking lightly on the tip. You hear a moan come from him so you continue downwards. His hands tangle in your hair and gently guide you to take more and more of him. You let your drool cover him and you take more of him in your mouth inch by inch.

     “Fuck yes, Y/N” he groans out as you take as much of him as you can, which makes you gag slightly when you feel his cock hit the back of your throat. You bob on his cock and swirl your tongue around him before he stops you.

   “I don’t want to cum before I get to fuck you. Do I need a condom?” He asks you. You move to where you’re straddling his lap again. You tease his cock around your folds, so he can feel how wet you are. You lean in and whisper in his ear, “No, I’m on birth control and I’m clean. I want to ride you.”

   He nods his consent. You kiss down his neck and guide his length into you as you sink down onto him. You can feel him stretch and fill you in a way that you’ve never felt before. You both groan as his last inch plunges into you, you brace yourself with your hands on his shoulder as you start moving your hips. You first swivel your hips in a figure eight motion then grind into his pelvis, which you feel directly hit your clit. <em>Fuck</em>, you think as you groan, moving down unto him again. His hands move to cup your ass as he guides you so you’re riding him at a quicker pace. He tells you, “I wanna see your tits bounce.”

    You oblige by riding him faster, and harder until you’re literally bouncing on his cock. You’re not sure what sounds more obscene: the sound of your bodies slapping together, or the noises you’re both making. You find yourself moaning and Adam’s spewing filth of his mouth, which just turns you on more. His hips thrust up to meet yours and you realize you’re moving together. You can feel his hips hitting your clit and his cock bumping into your g-spot at just the right angle, so you grind into harder as you feel another orgasm building. He holds you close to him as he encourages you, “Cum for me, Y/N. Come all over my cock.”

    As your orgasm hits you, you arch your back and can feel yourself tightening around him. He picks you up and lays you down on the couch. He then positions himself on top of you, he re-enters you and starts driving into you as you can feel your pussy still clenching around him. You lift your legs to hook your ankles behind his back and he’s so deep into you that you can feel the tip of his cock hit your cervix. He rocks into you at a brutal pace, and he tells you, “Fuck, Y/N. I’m gonna cum, your cunt feels so good.”

    You wrap your arms around him and tell him, “Cum for me, Adam. Cum inside me, please.” You can feel his cock twitch inside you as you then feel him spill into you. You hadn’t had unprotected sex in a long time, but you certainly never remembered it feeling like that. You realized that you were fucked, not just physically but emotionally too, because there was no going back from this. Adam collapsed on top of you, and you hold him as you both come down. He buries his face in your neck and you stroke his hair and down his back. You press a kiss to his cheek and you feel him give you a kiss in the crook of your neck.

   After what seemed like what was simultaneously an eternity and mere minutes, he rolled off of you so he was spooning you from behind. He wrapped one arm around your waist while the other hand was supporting your neck. You roll over so you’re facing him and ask, “Just a general question. How many girls have you fucked on this couch?”

   “I really haven’t kept a count but several,” he answers laughing and you can’t help but laugh too. The two of you lay there enjoying each other’s company for a while, before he moves to get up. And before you can ask him what he’s doing, he’s scooping you up in his arms and is carrying you towards his bed. You raise your eyebrows at him as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. He smiles and says, “What? Did you seriously think I was going to let us sleep on that old couch?”

   He throws you down on the bed then moves in beside you as he pulls the covers up around you both. He wraps his arms around you and you snuggle into him. Your last thoughts before sleep overtakes you is that this feels so right.

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   Adam wakes up before Y/N does, so he just watches her sleep for some time. He feels how good her warm body feels next to his, and he remembers how great last night was. Actually it was amazing, he thinks to himself. He doesn’t want to miss a moment of this so he takes it all in, in case he never gets to experience it again. He figures this was a one-time thing:  that Y/N must have been really horny, and that she should would brush it off as a single moment of weakness. He’s prepared himself for the worst but he still holds onto hope that it would mean to her what it had meant to him.  She had spent so much time reiterating that they were just friends, and all they would ever be was just friends, then she shows up last night, and makes it clear she wants him to fuck her. What the hell was he supposed to think of that? Was she going to still insist that they were just friends, or would she want to be friends with benefits, or the worst case scenario: she would never want to see him again?

   He was making himself anxious and felt himself burning with nervous energy, so he quietly and carefully gets out of bed. He watches to make sure that he hasn’t disturbed her. He re-tucks her back into the blankets and gently kisses her head as he goes to make coffee and breakfast for her. He’s going to make her a whole spread: eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. He also searches for a table cloth and a vase so the table will look nice. He settles for picking a few blooms off a flower that she had given to him weeks ago, he puts them in a vase. He sets the table, and is busy filling both of their plates as he hears her moving around.

    “Good morning,” she says as she walks out to the small dining area, wearing just his shirt from last night, which is big on her and fits her like a dress. Damn she looks so beautiful he thinks. She strolls over to him and stands up on her toes as she gives him a gentle kiss. She looks at the table, and she looks so happy, he can’t help but smile back pleased with himself for making her happy. She turns to him and gives him a tight hug, another kiss before telling him, “Oh Adam, you didn’t have to do all of this. This is so sweet, I love it. Thank you.”

    She sits down, takes a drink of coffee, and starts eating the breakfast. Adam sits down across from her and follows suit. They make small talk as they eat. When they’re both finished eating, he moves to clean the table, and she follows behind him, helping him clean up. He then leads her back to the couch. As much as he hates to potentially ruin this moment, he knows they have to talk. Even if these are the last of these good moments he gets with her, he needs to know what she feels.  If she doesn’t share his feelings, it’s better to know now before falls for her any more than he already has.

  “We need to talk about last night. Was that a one-time thing because you were horny, or do want us to be something else?” He asks her, he can’t even bring himself to say “couple,” or “relationship”, so he uses “something else” instead. She looks at him with bright eyes and she’s watching his reaction before she answers, “I mean I was horny, but I don’t want it to be a one-time thing. Adam, when I went out last night, I found a guy that reminded me of you, and I was going to take him home, then I realized that it wasn’t him I wanted, I wanted you.”

    “You wanted me? I thought we were just friends, you were adamant about us being just friends.” Adam is stunned by her confession.

    “We could be friends with benefits, Adam. People do that all the time. We could too.” She says in a voice that tells him that she’s hiding her true emotions.

    “No, no friends with benefits. That’s total bullshit. It’s used by fuck buddies who treat each other badly then tack that term on it to make it better. Or it’s used by people who are in a relationship but don’t want to deal with the consequences of an actual relationship so they call it that.”

    “Really, Adam? You just gave a speech about why you didn’t care about labels two days ago. Now you care about labels. What do you want us to be, Adam?”

     “Fuck, Y/N.  I don’t know, I just know that I want to be with you. I want us to be a thing. I want something that’s real, and deep. What about you, what do you want?” He manages to ask her.

   “I don’t do traditional dating because it’s shallow and pointless. Same with boyfriend/girlfriend labels mostly. I want someone I can spend time with, do things with, and go places with. I want someone who makes me laugh, and wants to hear me ramble on and on. I want someone who fucks only me. I want somebody who gives a damn.”

    “I can do all of those things, and I want all of those things with you, Y/N” Adam grabs her and kisses her, unable to resist anymore. She kisses him back with equal passion. It’s all lips, tongues, and sometimes teeth, but it’s okay, because it’s them. It’s them finally acknowledging that they want each other.  She holds unto him as she says, “Okay so we test this out, with no labels but we’re together.”

    “I want whatever you want, Y/N” He pulls her so she’s perched on his lap. She kisses him again and he thinks might combust. She’s kissed him four times this morning. Then a serious look crosses her face as she tells him, “I don’t think we should tell Hannah, Marnie, and that group. I just really don’t want to deal with them.”

   “I couldn’t agree more.” Adam then stands up and Y/N wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She smiles at him, and he smiles at her. He feels happy, the happiest he can remember ever feeling.  “Now, I think we should go back to bed.”

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    Adam was coming over to your apartment after his audition. This was a big audition for him, it was for a modern update of Exiles by Joyce, and it was Broadway with the possibility of a movie rendition. Hannah, Marnie, and Ray would be over a few hours later to watch the production of The Beautiful & the Damned that Adam was in when it played on public broadcasting. You and Adam had agreed not to tell them that you were couple so you could avoid that drama. You told Adam no PDA tonight and you were sure that he would find someone way to touch you or punish you for instating that rule.

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