#that aren't messy but I'm too lazy to change it

[niniluvsainz]

LOS ASTROS ☽ mv1

(social media! au)

in which their astrology signs match perfectly well together.

pairings... max verstappen x fem!model!reader

face claim... valentina zenere

warnings... suggestive content, cursing, isa is still with carlos in this (?), probably bad translations (reader speaks spanish)

author's note... this is my first fic so sorry if it's messy! i was listening to becky g's new album 'esquinas' and when i came upon this song i realized i would declare it as my song. it's also such a cute song, give her entire album a listen! also, i recently heard about the rumors about danny and heidi and i really hope they aren't true (there is a part in this where they are mentioned and i was too lazy to change it to someone else). if a part two is suggested, then i'd be happy to write it

maxverstappen1

location: texas, usa

liked by redbullracing, charles_leclerc and others

maxverstappen1 an amazing performance at circuit of the americas! thank you for the support! let's continue pushing for the next race! redbullracing, thank you team once again!

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user1 respect for verstappen button >

user2 im so tired of him winning

⤷ user3 keep crying hater

landonorris happy to share the podium with you

⤷ maxverstappen1 as am i, mate

⤷ user4 omg i love their friendship sm

user5 how can someone look so good

⤷ user6 because he's never looked so good

redbullracing happy and proud of you always, max!

yourusername

liked by isahernaez, tinistoessel and others

yourusername la vida recientemente (life lately)

tagged: tinistoessel

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isahernaez te extraño, amiga (i miss you, my friend)

⤷ yourusername pronto regreso a españa, para ver cuando nos juntamos! (i'm returning to spain soon, let's plan something!)

tinistoessel las perras que somos (the baddest bitches we are)

⤷ yourusername tienes toda la razon (you are so right)

landonorris oh damn

⤷ yourusername i miss you, noodles

isa: i have news

isa: i have extra tickets for mexico gp

y/n: but i have a tight schedule

y/n: i was just thinking maybe you, me, and carlos could have a night in to catch up

isa: but y/n, you have to come to a race

isa: carlos is also asking for you to accompany us to one

y/n: ugh

y/n: esta bien (fine)

y/n: i'll see what i can clear from my calendar to at least attend sunday's race

y/n: but i still plan on us having a movie night to catch up

isa: claro que si, amor (of course, love)

isa: i'll book ur hotel now

y/n: no tienes que hacer eso, isa (you don't have to do that)

isa: pero yo te invite 💞 (but i invited you)

yourusername

location: cdmx, mexico

liked by maxverstappen1, isahernaez and others

yourusername me encantaste, mexico! mandame taquitos al pastor a españa, por favor! (i loved you, mexico! send me some sheperd-style taquitos to spain, please!)

tagged: isahernaez, francisca.cgomes, alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe, carlossainz55

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user7 where's max's tag tho👀

⤷ user8 right like we see that last post ma'am

isahernaez a la siguiente, amiga! (to the next one, my friend!)

⤷ yourusername ya me dieron mas animas de ir 😏 (i have more encouragement to go now)

user9 y'all notice max started following y/n AND liked the post without the tag?!

⤷ user10 something fishy is going on there

⤷ user11 honestly just waiting on the double date from these four

landonorris added to their story!

caption: so yourusername is wondering if your astrology signs align

replies;

⤷ yourusername this was supposed to stay a secret

⤷ user12 first we find out lando is obsessed with zodiacs, now y/n?!

⤷ user13 who are they tryna see if their stars aligned 🤔

⤷ oscarpiastri is this why i kept hearing you two scream "THEY MATCH" from the other side of hospitality?

⤷ maxverstappen1 y/n is into astrology? hm, maybe i'll look into it

⤷ user14 i love gemini women

maxverstappen1 added to their story!

location: são paulo, brazil

caption: catching rain in brazil☔️

replies;

⤷ user15 MAX EMILIAN WHO'S IS THAT HAND BECAUSE I HAVE BOTH OF MINE ATTACHED TO MY BODY

⤷ landonorris it was rare i was there THIRDWHEELING

⤷ user16 hold up who is that hand and why does that just scream y/n because of the red fingertips

⤷ danielricciardo ew stop you're already showing each other off

⤷ charles_leclerc wait until the lestappen fans come attacking like military soldiers

⤷ carlossainz55 wait is that- THAT'S THE JACKET I GAVE HER FOR HER BIRTHDAY

yourusername

liked by lilymhe, landonorris and others

yourusername se me juntaron las estrellas y los astros

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landonorris sure keep bragging about it to the single people

⤷ danielricciardo im not single and i feel single

⤷ heidiberger_ okay.

⤷ danielricciardo NO KEEP GIVINGME SOME SUGA

lilymhe ahhhh sososo happy for u and ur new man ! <3

⤷ yourusername thank u lils 🤍

user17 now you can clearly see she's trying to soft launch but that is the deadpan face of max verstappen

⤷ user18 no it doesn't (im living in delusion because i want max for me)

carlossainz55 quien es el? (who is he)

⤷ isahernaez no nos conmueve eso, carlos (that doesn't concern us)

⤷ yourusername carlossainz55 mi novio (my boyfriend)

maxverstappen1 so astros is also a shortcut word for astrology but also the baseball team the astros

⤷ yourusername exactly, maxie

⤷ user19 SHE HAS A NICKNAME FOR HIM. I REPEAT, SHE HAS A NICKNAME FOR HIM

maxverstappen1 and yourusername

liked by schecoperez, carlossainz55 and others

maxverstappen1 i'm happy shes the gemini to my libra

tagged: yourusername

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user20 y/n said soft launch, max said fuck that

user21 I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

user22 AH NEW SHIP SAILED OFF TODAY AT 13:24 HRS ALL ABOARD THE MAXY/N

⤷ user23 its gonna sink like the titanic

⤷ user24 i hope u go sink like the titanic

landonorris so happy for my fwiends

⤷ yourusername now it's time to find someone for you for the double dates

⤷ user25 I VOLUNTEER! i volunteer as tribute!

user26 now max has two spanish-speaking natives on his ears at all times

⤷ maxverstappen1 yeah i have a mexican who keeps screaming the 'mexicanos al grito de guerra' and an argentinian who moved to spain who keeps slapping my butt like i'm the bull and she's the bullfighter

⤷ yourusername you are literally in the formula one team that is named a 'bull'.

⤷ schecoperez but you love us

⤷ yourusername schecoperez vamos a seguir con el plan de enseñarle todo el vocabulario español (let's continue with the plan to teach him all the spanish vocabulary)

⤷ maxverstappen1 wait i need to google translate what you said

carlossainz55 this is how i found out.

⤷ isahernaez sorry

⤷ yourusername sorry

⤷ maxverstappen1 sorry

⤷ christianhorner sorry

⤷ charles_leclerc i knew before you ?

⤷ carlossainz55 that's the last straw, leclerc.

[taking-a-cupcake]

fem!beast dazai x fem!reader idk

content warnings: overstim, orgasm denial, fingering idk, kissing, wlw ;-;

——

Your breath comes out in shaky gasps. Her long, messy dark brown hair falls in waves around her face, she was literally so so fine (guys im drooling)

You knew she was the port mafia boss—

Without a word, Dazai takes your hand and leads you into her bed. She pushes you down onto the soft sheets and pins your wrists above your head

With that, she begins to kiss and nibble down your neck, her fingers tracing lazy circles on your skin. You let out a moan as she sucks on a particularly sensitive spot, and she smirks against your skin. 'So responsive, aren't you?' she teases.

Dazai continues her exploration, leaving marks on your thighs and a few bite marks between your legs. Your body is already aching for release, but Dazai has other plans. She leans back and looks at you with a mischievous glint in her eye.

Dazai just leans in and captures your lips in a passionate kiss. Her hand slowly trails down your body, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. She reaches between your legs and starts to lightly stroke your clit, making you gasp and arch your back.

Just when you think you can't take it anymore, Dazai stops and pulls away, leaving you aching and desperate for more. “Please.” You beg, trying to buck your hips against her hand.

She just laughs and shakes her head. 'Not yet,' she says, her voice husky with desire. 'I want to hear you beg for it.'

And beg you do, as Dazai continues to tease and torment you with her hands and lips. She brings you to the brink of ecstasy and then stops, denying you release once again. But just when you think you can't take it anymore, she changes her tactics and starts to overstimulate you, her fingers moving faster and harder against your slick walls.

The pleasure is almost unbearable, and you can feel yourself on the edge of climax. 'Dazai,' you moan, your voice pleading for mercy.

But she only speeds up her movements, sending you over the edge into an orgasm. You cry out her name as waves of pleasure wash over you, your body trembling and shaking beneath her.

Dazai finally stops and looks at you with a satisfied smirk. 'You're so beautiful,' she says, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face. 'I could watch you all day.'

You're too weak and sated to reply, but you can't help but smile at her words. Dazai leans in and kisses you softly, her touch now gentle and loving. 'I hope you're ready for more, because I'm not done with you yet,' she whispers, a glint of mischief still in her eye.

And with that promise, Dazai continues to show you the true meaning of pleasure, leaving you gasping and moaning under her skilled touch. And though she may deny your orgasms, the end result is always worth it.

…

ermm…..

[biblio-smia]

hi i adore ur writing so much, congrats on the milestone <<3333 could i request the “i want to spend the day with you doing nothing” prompt w/ mike schmidt? ((maybe a cuddling waking up scenario ??? i’m a sucker for that domesticity))

thank you!! i too am such a sucker for days like that,, enjoy!! | part of v’s 800 follower celebration!

your eye cracks open and though your vision is still hazy, you can see little streams of sunlight fighting their way into mike's room. the blackout curtains aren't very necessary now that mike no longer works such terrible hours, but neither of you have bothered to change them out.

though, they're perfect right now, for when mike next to you, his still-sleeping figure warm and inviting. the few streams of light that manage to dimly light the room show you his hair, very messy, and his lips, slightly parted.

you're careful as you move, willing the bed not to give you away as you try to get up.

mike's eyes shoot open in an instant, arms suddenly strong as he cages you in.

"i thought you were asleep."

"i am," mike replies, eyes closed again. "i'm sleeptalking."

"mike, i have to get up."

"dooon't," mike groans. "you don't have anywhere to go today." mike says it factually, knowing he was right.

"i should still get up," you insist, though you make no move to break from mike's arms, your eyes closing as your head rests on his chest.

"wrong," mike says, moving his arm around your back and letting his hand fall on your shoulder. "you should stay with me."

"oh?" you lift your head up slightly, looking at mike as he peeks at you. "is that what you want to do today?"

"yes," mike confirms with a nod. "i want to spend the day with you doing nothing." his voice is quiet as he admits this, his hands running softly down your chilled arms. mike pulls the covers up over you, satisfied with your quiet compliance.

you'd never take sleep away from mike; god knows he needed it. but right now, it seemed like he needed this, too. the gentle touches, the lazy kisses. doing nothing but tracing shapes on each other's skin, only speaking in soft voices. you look at mike, see the way his eyes shine with hope.

"okay," you say quietly, kissing mike's jaw. "then that's what we'll do."

[seat-safety-switch]

The scientific method solves all our problems, but it's kind of boring. You have to set up all these little experiments, decide what you're going to focus intently on, and then get upset when it doesn't work.

We're taught to only change one thing at a time and look for a different result. Maybe that's too abstract for some of you who were abducted by absent parents and committed to some kind of always-on-the-run childhood experience, and I'm not allowed to discriminate against you anymore with the latest court orders. Here's something more concrete.

Imagine I'm fixing my headlights. They don't work so well. I come up with a list of things it could be: the bulbs. The wiring. The switch in the dashboard. I try fixing all those things one at a time, and testing again after each one. The headlights continue to suck, ignorant of my efforts.

A real scientist would be disappointed, sure, but then propose some more things that it could be. The socket. The battery. The wiring from the battery. The headlight relay. And so on, until one change makes the lights pop on. Then, in a great big book of science, they can finally, at long last, write down "when your headlights aren't working, maybe the idiot I'm doing this with didn't turn the car on."

This can be a trap. At what point do you stop doing more experiments, and just burn the car down instead? Life is messy, and you're not blessed with infinite time or money to chase down a problem like this. Maybe you'd be just as happy duct-taping a Coleman lantern to the hood so that you can still drive at night.

Thing is, I'm not just as happy when I throw in the towel. I have done many such "good-enoughs" in life. Each and every time, I feel guilty for abandoning the scientific method. In the eyes of my public-school mentors, I am living a lazy and unexamined life, incomplete without the delight of figuring out what that weird noise is instead of just turning up the stereo.

[hon3y-y]

CW; smut and fluff🤭, dom!reader, sub!satoru, oral(m & f)(very messy), cum eating, light dumbification, praise/nicknames (good boy, baby, pet, etc), reader is a tease, needy!satoru, face sitting/fucking(?), nipple play, maybe more🤷‍♀️

Wc: 1.9k

A/n: I was too lazy to actually write a background, so let’s pretend I wrote they’re in an established relationship and this is their first time together🫶.

“How bad do you want it.” He stared at you, a small furrow in his brows. He was so used to people begging to fuck him. never being in this position before, he just bucked his hips into your hand.

You pulled away and laughed at him, making satoru pout more. “Do you not have a voice?” he stared in disbelief, did you really want him to beg?

“What?” His voice came out strained, eyes widening when you laughed again, only making him more annoyed. You began to kiss him, slower this time and gently pushed him onto the bed to lay down. You caressed his face, treating him like porcelain glass and it was then satoru realized the change in pace. “What happened? Why aren't you-” he was cut off by a small peck and as he went to chase your lips, you pushed him back down.

You sat up in his lap straddling him, still touching him gently but never initiating more. Although it felt nice to be touched in such a loving way, he was growing more frustrated and it was only after you began to feel him rock his hips up into you did you finally speak, But not before sitting up enough on your knees so that he couldn’t get off. “If you don’t want to beg, that's fine. We just won't continue.” satorus’ jaw dropped, “But-” you began to caress him again. “I'm sorry baby, not until you beg.” you cooed at the boy, mocking his sadness.

He let out a sigh, “please, need you so bad. It hurts baby, you’re the only one that can fix it, only you.” the neediness in his voice could make you cum alone. He squirmed under you, cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink and bit his lip gently, anticipating your response. “Good job baby, was that so hard?” he shook his head while you lowered your hips back onto him and gently rocked.

“Such a good boy, help me take off your shirt.” he sat up and did as he was told, just wanting to feel you as soon as possible. He laid back down and you began to kiss his chest and neck while rolling your hips harder causing him to let out a choked gasp, “please go faster, touch me more, please.!” His voice was breathy. “You want me to touch you? where baby?” your voice was sweet and calming, feeling more comfortable as you continued. “Everywhere! My cock is aching and hurts and-” he let out a sob as your tongue licked his nipple, “so g-ood!”

You wrapped your lips around his pert nipple, using your hand for the other one. The feeling of your warm wet tongue playing with one nipple and your fingers pinching and flicking the other made a steady flow of whimpers escape him. “Does that feel good?” satoru nodded, too busy focusing on the pleasure to understand what you said. You pulled away causing his head to shoot up, a complaint on the tip of his tongue quickly shut up when he noticed you stripping off your clothes. Only once you were left in panties did you start pulling off his, leaving him in boxers that were way too tight for his erection. You palmed him through his pants, watching him respond to even the tiniest of touches, “my baby is so sensitive isn’t he?”

satoru responded with a tiny ‘yes’, ready to bust at any moment. You leaned into his ear, breathing lightly which made his shudder. “How bad do you want my pussy?” you smiled at the boy tauntingly. Without hesitation, he answered “so bad! W-ant it so bad, please… use me.” his breathing was uneven, hiccuping his words and his hips twitched, desperate for some type of stimulus. You kissed his cheek “anything for you..” you pulled off his boxers and straddled him once again. His cock was a pretty shade, not fully shaved but cleaned up, precum leaked from his tip and drooled onto his stomach in a pretty pool of white. The tip was red and angry, twitching as he watched you take him in. you wrapped your lips around the pretty head of his cock. satoru gasped, the warmness of your mouth and tongue too much to handle in his current state.

“C-can’t, gon-na cum..” you ignored him, sucking him more and letting your tongue massage his tip, his hands gripping the sheets till his knuckles ached. satoru felt his eyes cross, nearly seeing stars from the feeling.

You were so messy, saliva and precum leaking from your mouth, down your chin, the room filling with sounds of gagging. Satoru covered his mouth, he felt embarrassed by the noises he made, but quickly stopped caring once he felt your hand collect the messy substance and use it to massage his balls. He let out a choked sob, blue eyes watering with admiration, “so fu-cking good, t-thank you!”

You hummed, enjoying the fucked out state he was reaching. His sensitivity increased with the more attention you gave him, noticing his toes curling when you occupied both hands with him. “nngh- slow down! C-lose..” he was trying to hold off but you were determined, his confession only making you take him down your throat and swallow.

The constriction and warmth brought him to the edge, but as he looked down and into your eyes he felt the pressure that had been building up finally snap. You looked like a dream, staring up at him as your lips wrapped around him perfectly, the look in your eye was dangerous, like you needed him to cum in your mouth before continuing. He came hard letting his eyes squeeze shut as his hips stuttered upwards to fuck your mouth softly. It took him a second to breathe and re-open his eyes, noticing you on top of him again, lining up his spent cock to your entrance.

“ w-wait, just let me-” you shoved your hips down, engulfing him into yourself raw. satoru let out a yelp, the feeling of overstimulation strong, “fuck! please.” He begged, more to himself to not cum prematurely. “satoru, you feel so good inside me, my personal fuck toy.”

he fucked into you, angling his hips to continuosly hit the perfect spot making you dizzy. “Let me fuck you, i promise ll’ feel s’ good” satoru words were slurred, making you clench around him more. You nodded, letting out a shakey whimper when satoru flipped you over and laid you down, he pulled you to the end of the mattress before pushing back into you “doing so well, my love. fill me up.”

His thrusts were hard and angled, loving the faces you made while he rubbed the spot that made your breathing stutter. Your hand reached between you and rubbed your swollen clit, gushing around his cock more. Your whimpers were perfection to him and only made him work to please you more as you rolled your hips to meet his. “You’re so wet, so perfect.” he moaned and felt familiar pressure build up again.

“You gonna cum, my pretty baby?” you voice was almost stable besides the added breathiness, satoru whimpered ‘yes’ trying his hardest to not cum before you. “Its okay baby, cum inside of me.” Your tone was soft and gentle. he couldn't stop himself, like he was under a trance, he came quick and hard, rutting into you while also leaning down to wrap his arms around you. Letting out short sobs, you rubbed his back, quietly whispering praises as he came down from his high, still rutting into you.

A moment went by of calming silence before you spoke, “you okay? Lay down and ill get you some water.” in a haze, he nodded barely processing your words until he felt you get up, he jumped to sit. “But, you didnt get to-” you smiled, “don't worry, ill be right back.” he grabbed your arm before you could leave the room, “sit on my face.” your eyebrows raised “please?”

you kissed his forehead, pushing his hair back “you need some rest satoru.” he shook his head, “no, i need you on my tongue, please.” you giggled at how upset he looked and after trying to leave again only for him to pull you back, you realized he was serious. “Okay, lay down.” the smile he wore was unreal. As you hovered over his face, you saw him lick his lips making you clench around nothing and roll your eyes.

He pulled your hips down making you gasp at how quick he latched onto your clit. Your hips moved on their own, looking for any sort of friction they could get and satoru eyes stayed on your face the whole time, not wanting to miss any second. “Youre so good, fuck” satoru ego inflated and he pushed your hips harder into him making you let out a silent scream and grab the headboard.

He was doing anything he could to make you cum, even letting out little hums on your clit for extra vibrations. His tongue entered your hole and you felt him start to slurp and swallow gently, eating his cum out of your swollen pussy, the sight was erotic and straight out a porno.

You reached down to grip his hair, using it as leverage as you humped his tongue, which he gladly let you do. His nose brushed your clit roughly as you rutted against his pretty face harder, you started to pant and lean back, resting your hand on the bed while practically fucking his face. “Pretty pet, letting me use his pretty f-face- ah!” satoru moaned, loving everything that was happening, the feeling of you pulling his hair was painfully perfect.

“Gonna cum all over your pretty mouth.” satoru suckled on your clit hard, your eyes rolled back as euphoric heat rose up your neck. Your jaw loosened with a silent cry while your thighs began to shake, cumming all over his tongue. satoru continued to eat you out, it was only after you pushed yourself off he stopped, but not without whining. “Im not done..” the statement was simple and without being able to react, he was back between your thighs and trying to clean you up. “m’ sensitive” you complained only to be ignored as the boy slurped up any and all of your juices, “just one more, please. Taste so good.”

Shoving his face back down, he used one arm to keep your thighs open and the other to finger you. The overstimulation morphed into pure pleasure but you couldn’t help but try to close your legs, satoru just huffed and slapped your inner thigh gently. “Stop getting cocky-!” you whined, having a hard time keeping your voice leveled. satoru chuckled and continued, nipping at your pussy, not hard enough to hurt but enough to make you gasp as shocks of pleasure ran up your spine.

It wasnt long until he had you shaking and using your feet to push his head closer as your orgasm washed over you. Finally pulling away, he smiled, his glossy chin and dazed eyes making your heart skip a beat. “Can we cuddle now?” he asked, using his shirt to wipe his face and then lay next to you. “ but i should get you water-” he shook his head and wrapped an arm around you. “That can wait, lets sleep.” you couldn’t argue, feeling a wave of tiredness run through you.

[alitgblog]

speculating what the s8 islanders will look like as an excuse to draw lol idk why im not going in order here's the sports physiologist

ok so obviously my art style is a bit simpler than the game's and I didn't take a ton of time to render it but I think the elements are there and here's my reasoning (warning this is long lol)

the disclaimer is I read the application once and then started drawing so I think in my head I got it confused and thought this was gonna be the Bobby/Rafael cutesy fun guy of the season and rereading it now I realize I am wrong, but I still stand by certain choices.

Sports physio/cycling thing was a big thing for this. I think he shouldn't have very defined abs but the game will draw him like that. Cyclers tend to have skinnier torsos but bigger thighs/legs and I didn't draw the legs bc I'm lazy but know that in my head, he's got thick thighs. I didn't draw him with like a huge chest or arms also because of that, but because it's still LITG, he does have some definition on his arms, just not a lot. I really think I could see this guy working in sports physio.

And because he takes care of people for a living and is the "big romantic," I think he needs to look very charming, to a point where he's almost disarming. (This is where I got it in my head that he's the Bobby/Raf of the group bc lover boy vibes. Personality wise he feels like Rohan imo who is similar). Therefore I drew a lot of his features as very soft (softer jawline, fleshier nose) but also just big round eyes to draw you in. I looked at Tyrique from love island season 10 for a bit of inspo because I think he's got such a pretty face but still is pretty masculine, and he has big round eyes so that's why I did that.

I also decided on curly hair, in part because of my confusion with Bobby/Rafael, but also I think it adds to the charm because it's clearly styled but tries to look effortless. I used a younger picture of Dev Patel for it. That's also why he has a little bit of facial hair to help age him up but also works with the aesthetic I was going for. The piercings are fully a self indulgent add-in, I just it's attractive.

Ok so this is where it gets confusing because I did intially draw some sharper features on him and had a different color palette for his skin and hair. I was imagining him as "spicy white" just because Bobby and Raf are mixed so they would change it up just slightly for this guy. I think nothing that's too contrasting to make him look brooding like Joyo. So initially this was definitively a tanned white guy with curly reddish brown hair, some facial hair, and a defined nose, and then I was like this is really close to Rocco. So I changed some features and some colors and here we are now at ethnically ambiguous? I'm not gonna think too hard about the ethnicity of this character because this is fake and it's fusebox's problem when they release the real character.

Looking back, if I redrew the character, I'd go for full or half South Asian just because I did use dev patel as a hair reference. But also maybe just hopeful because aside from Angie, the other South Asian rep in recent memory I can think of is Marshall (messy), Ozzy (messier), and Suresh (messiest), so I just think we should get a cute one. (also Priya, Rohan, and Arjun who aren't nearly as bad but only one of those is a LI and they're sort of dead right now so)

anyway overall the process of drawing him was kind of a mess because I had confused some things in my head and like I said, was accidentally drawing Rocco (underrated design btw) but this was the first one I did and I don't think I'm right, this is just a fun little activity for me and he's the first one I drew so I wasn't very sure about a lot of things.

so if you read this far congrats for getting though my ramblings. The next ones I'm doing aren't nearly as complicated 😂😂

[golbrocklovely]

I know this isn't S&C related, but how are you doing ? You've seemed a bit exhausted lately, so wanted to check in!

you don't know the half of it lol

i guess just to vent a bit, since i kinda need to…

for all of last year (on and off), i was sick with some kind of stomach bug. it was like every couple weeks i would be sick for a bit, but then go back to normal. then the last two months of 2024 and for most of this month, i've been sick yet again.

and it's just drained me.

having it on and off was annoying, but manageable. but since i've been consistently ill for weeks, it's hard to get things done around the house. i basically get up, go to work, feed myself and my mom thru out the day, take care of my dogs, and go back to sleep. and if i don't have work, i just lay down all day. and then mix in there going to the bathroom a lot. and bc i've been sick, a lot of things have been essentially left on the back burner for when i feel better, and since i haven't been… things aren't getting done.

like the lights in our bathroom are burned out (which has just resulted in me putting a lamp in there until someone, me, does the lights). the dishwasher at one point got backed up bc of our sink, so that stopped working for a bit (but the one day i felt better i unclogged everything and so it works now, thank god). i have a bunch of laundry, everything in the house is messy… the whole lot.

and i'm just deeply annoyed. not only bc i've been sick, but bc my brother - who is fully capable to help out - doesn't. and my mom, who's disabled and who i don't expect to take care of anything anyway, does nothing to help me when it comes to him.

and i've realized that it's been like this since we were kids. bc at one point in time, my brother was sick constantly. from like seventh grade all the way thru hs. he always had something wrong. one year it was headaches, one year it was his back, another year it was his stomach. there was always something wrong. and i obviously don't blame him for that. he can't control that he got sick or hurt. but then what ended up happening? i learned extremely early on how to take care of myself or the house. i mean for example, i learned how to do my own laundry when i was eight. my brother didn't learn until he was in college. and now, here i am, with a brother who's gonna be 35 and seemingly does nothing in the house except make messes that i have to clean up.

i think my brother thinks that bc he works full time that that means he does his duty in the house. but even he will sometimes say he needs to help out more. but then nothing changes. or maybe it does for a day, but then goes exactly back to how it was before.

i don't think he purposefully tries to put everything on me. but i just think he's been babied since he was a kid and now doesn't know how to do things, or is just too lazy to do them, and bc of that never does.

and i've told my mom i don't know how much more i can handle. i'm very close to losing it. and i don't want to be mean to my family. i don't want to scream at them and tell them i need help. i shouldn't have to. they have eyes that work. they see how much shit is piling up and yet…. i'm the only one that moves. and i'm not good at confrontation at all. plus i know if i told my brother "hey you need to do more things around the house", if i don't say it in the nicest tone possible, he'll feel like i'm attacking him and then become spiteful and purposefully not do what i asked. bc that's happened countless times before.

and i know my mom can't do much. i don't expect her to. but i'm taking care of the whole house, her, the dogs, and then me. and it's in that order too. and i just don't know how much more i can put on my plate. and the fact she isn't telling my brother to do more, to actually act like the parent and stick up for her other child, pisses me off.

also in case anyone is curious as to why i haven't seen a doctor, a, i don't have insurance, b, i don't have enough money to see one even if i had insurance, and c, i have a phobia of doctors. i think. or at least an aversion to them. i've never been sick, and the idea of being sick terrifies me.

also these past couple days, bc of my time of the month, have left me feeling so fucking drained. like exhaustion is an understatement. i barely did anything. and i still feel tired.

i'm also completely unmotivated to make any art or write anything which makes me really sad bc i want to but i just can't. also i'm lonely and wish i had irl friends. i realized it's been five years since i had actual friends to hang out with and it's just starting to take a toll on me. like, i have everyone on here to take to, and i'm grateful for that. you all are so nice and i appreciate the friendships i have on here. but sometimes that's not enough.

so yeah… i am exhausted. i could really use a vacation right now, or some form of a break.

[evan-on-the-internet]

A vent I'll delete later :3

uhm. Read this if you want, I guess?

It's messy and unorganized :P

I'm so tired. I'm so hungry. There's an ache in my bones and it won't go away. I hate it here, but I don't ever want to leave.

My parents are falling apart. My older brother is having severe health issues. My youngest brother is neglected.

My mom doesn't pay as much attention to her kids as she needs to. My dad is trying, and I credit him for that. They aren't bad people, I just don't think they were ready to be parents.

There's never enough attention distributed, we don't have any food that I'll actually enjoy; and the only food we do have that I'd enjoy is strictly for my older brother. The public school I go to doesn't feed us enough to feel full, and there's never any food waiting for me at home. Half of the time, dinner isn't even something I'll eat.

I know other people have it worse, but I feel like I'm dying. I know I'm a kid, I know I'm young and stupid or whatever, but the world is falling apart.

My siblings, I love them to death, but I can never find peace. My older brother has a lot of shit up in his head (as on being nerodivergent and severely traumatized) and it's not his fault, but his moods changed so quickly I can't keep up. My younger brother always irritates me, and I can't figure out why. It's not like he's doing anything wrong. neither of them are.

My irl friends, I can never find time for them. I'm always in pain, or tired, or overbooked. I run out of spoons way too quickly. I'm doing a bit better though.

My online friend, I am nowhere near good enough for them. I can't help, I can't make them feel better, I can't do anything but repeat the same three sentences.

There's an ache in my bones that won't go away, and it hurts. I don't want to live like this. I CAN'T live like this. It hurts. I think I'm chronically ill, but I refuse to self diagnose.

I'm still not on any medications for my depression or anxiety, I haven't gotten my new glasses yet, I don't have enough clothes that are comfortable to wear. And maybe that's just me being overdramatic or having an overreaction, but I'm picky, okay?

I'm tired. I'm tired of having an ache in my bones that won't leave. I'm tired of having spirals in and out of depression. I'm tired of my house and my family. I'm tired of being hungry.

I'm so tired of living in a body that isn't mine. I'm so tired of being stupid, and lazy, and overall; unhelpful. I'm so tired of being me.

I never fix any of my issues because I don't know how to communicate properly and I can never seem to find the words to say when there's an opportunity. I'm so angry at the world and at myself and at everything all of the time.

I hate it here. I hate my house, I hate my situation, I hate my body, I hate that the world is falling apart. I hate everything.

but at the same time, I love it here and I never want to leave. I love being here, I love my house, I love my situation. I love my body when I forget who I am, and I love that I can find good people to remind me the world still has hope.

It's messy and confusing and it feels like everything is washing up over me like the tidal waves at a beach.

I just wish that the ache in my bones would go away.

[kotikaleo]

Sketch commission for Tyraxes on twitter.

I enjoyed drawing this so much, especially the part with suit texture uwu

[softwebss]

can I request a peter parker reader where the reader is on her period and peter does what he can to help her feel better? ily azzie <333

🌸 flower anon

that is very slay of you to request flower anon- ilyt! also im like 99.99999% sure that ik who you are 😏 so beware anon... beware- also I kinda sorta went out of the lines on the 'helping her feel better part'

PAIRING – tasm! peter parker x female! reader SUMMARY – peter parker finds out you're on your period GENRE – fluff, romance, peter being soft WARNINGS – soft petey, periods + mention of blood

You were laying on your back at the end of your bed, stuffing nachos in your mouth letting 'star wars' play on the television.

Your stomach pained with cramps, which was the worst feeling to ever exist. It was that time of the month. Your period.

You let a sigh out, and leaned forward to change the movie. The sounds of lightsabers were starting to annoy you. Before you could change the channel, you heard a slight tap on your window.

"May I?" a familiar voice whispered, hanging at the edge of your window.

"It's open," you mumbled, suddenly having the urge to sit up straight and fix your clothes. Did you just notice you looked like all hell broke loose?

The masked vigilante swooped down, having crawled through. His eyes widened underneath his mask, seeing you in such a... messy state.

He took his mask off, revealing his mop of brown hair. A grin was plastered across his face. "peter parker, you adorable idiot" you thought to yourself.

"What do you want, spidey?" you mused. Peter ran a hand through his curly locks, and sauntered over to you. He put a hand on your forehead. "Is anything wrong?" you inquired.

"Nothing, love," his tone was concerned. A flock of butterflies swarmed your heart, as he called you that. You loved it when he called you that. "I should be more or less asking you that," Peter mumbled. You raised an eyebrow.

He frowned, sitting on the hem of the bed now. "Are you sick?" Peter asked.

"No," you retorted a little too quickly, "Why would I be?"

you pulled the blanket more over your heating pad, so he couldn't see. He glanced at your... area and smirked.

"I think I know why you've been so cranky and tired lately," Peter said, slightly pulling the sheets to reveal your heating pad, and the pool of blood beneath it from the night earlier. You just had to be too lazy to wash it, didn't you.

You hung your head back and smacked his shoulder. "I hate you," you grimaced. He shrugged aimlessly and wagged a finger in front of your face.

"You could've just told me you were on your month, y'know," Peter rolled his eyes. "I wasn't gonna overreact, I'm not some douché like Flash."

"I know you aren't," You flushed, your cheeks reddening at the fact that he knew. "I was just- I thought that you would- erm... probably.. probably avoid me-"

"And why would I avoid the love of my life?" he asked playfully.

"I dunno," you fumbled, "It's kinda disgusting that the fact I'm bleeding out and-"

"It's not disgusting," he snapped, "Don't degrade yourself like that, dumbass. It's a small price to pay for being able to have children of the most beautiful girl in the world."

You blushed, and draped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest. "I love you..." you giddily reminded him. The smell of his cologne was heavenly to you.

Peter patted your head and landed a kiss on your head. "I love you too, dumbass..."

[laufeyson-barnes]

Stoner Puppy Love

Robin Buckley x female reader

Warning: drugs. Robin being cute. Not proof read. Confessions while being stoned.

Summary: y/n and Robin get high and Robin becomes starstruck with her girlfriend. Y/n thinks it's adorable.

It was 8th period and the two girls were skipping science. They were smoking in the locker room. Normally Robin wouldn't have ever done this but both girls had had a stressful day and eddie wanted the girls to try it out. (For free of course) Robin was sitting by the fountain and y/n was laying on the bench.

"Should we just go to my house?" Y/n asked Robin who was drinking water from the fountain. Robin nodded and took one last drink before getting up. They packed their stuff up and left the school sneakily.

Y/n drove the girls to her house and they locked themselves in her room. Y/n opened her window and they smoked another blunt. Robin was coughing like a mad man. Which made her even more high. Robin's eyes were red and glossy. Y/ns were puffy and red. They were laying on the floor next to one another. The girls were making jokes which caused them to break out in laughing fits.

"Okay okay we need to stop laughing. My stomach hurts so bad" Robin said giggling which made y/n laugh again. The girls had finally calmed down from their laughing fit. Y/n noticed that Robin was starting to get freaked out.

"Y/n I'm so fucking high right now. I've never felt so stoned before" Robin kept repeating. "Are you feeling okay baby?" Y/n asked nervously and Robin nodded. "You are so beautiful. I'm sorry that was random. I forgot you aren't in my head and have no idea what I'm thinking right now." Robin started to ramble.

"Well what's going on in there baby?" Y/n asked smiling. "I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you are. How you even look cute with no makeup. Red eyes. And a lazy smile. How everytime you laugh it gives me butterflies." Robin said quietly. Y/n blushed at her comments. Robin was staring at y/n like she was the only person in the world. It had y/n gushing. "Can we take a bath?" Robin asked. Y/n nodded and went to go start it.

She grabbed towels and Robin entered the bathroom soon after. When y/n started filling the tub she went a put some bubbles in. She dried her hands and Robin came up behind her. She wrapped her arms around y/ns waist and kissed her neck. "You're so beautiful y/n." She whispered and y/n giggled. "Robin Buckley stop being adorable" she joked blushing.

**

The girls sat in the bath together. Y/ns hair was up in a messy ponytail and Robin's was down. Robin was lovingly staring at y/n. "I'm so in love with you" she whispered. "What?" Y/n asked nervously. She wasn't expecting Robin to say that. Did she hear her right. "I'm in love with you y/n Harrington. You don't have to say it back but I needed to tell you. I've been holding it in for awhile." Robin said blushing.

"I mean I understand if you aren't ready for that yet but I just needed to let it out-" She started again.

"Robin." Y/n interrupted.

"I mean I just haven't felt this way about anyone in a really long time. I just I'm glad I have you in my life-"

"Robin!" I said in a louder tone and she paused.

"I'm in love with you too" y/n said in a quieter voice.

"You are?" Robin asked and y/n nodded softly. Robin's hand reached up and tangled in y/ns hair. They both leaned forward and let their lips connect. It was passionate and sweet. When the girls pulled away they were both red as tomatoes. Y/n turned around and laid between Robin's legs. Robin rubbed y/ns arms up and down.

"Did I mention my legs are 44 inches from hip to toe. So we are talking about 88 inches are wrapped around you right now" Robin said smiling. Y/n giggled leaned her head onto Robin's shoulder.

**

The two girls had changed in to more comfortable clothes. Y/n was laying on her bed while Robin laid on the floor. Y/n was missing Robin's touch but was to high to get up and go to her. So she leaned her head off the bed to look at her but she was already staring.

Robin couldn't stop staring at y/n. She was a fucking model. She had the perfect smile. Perfect everything. She was always so sweet and kind. Even shy sometimes. Robin couldn't stop herself from looking at her girlfriend.

"Cmereeee" y/n said in a whiney voice. Robin's face flushed a dark shade of pink before she got up to lay with y/n. When she laid with her y/n turned to look at her.

"I'm really glad we met Robin buckley." Y/n said smiling at the short haired girl. Robin's brows furrowed.

"Why?" She asked curiously.

"Because then I wouldn't have gotten to know what love feels like. I feel really safe with you Robin. I always feel comfortable around you. Ans you know how people have certain places that are home. Well mines not a place...it's you...I never don't want to be around you. I think it's adorable when you get nervous and ramble. I love listening to whatever you have to say." Y/n said smiling.

Robin wanted to cry because she never thought y/n would even feel the same for her at any point in her life. Boy was she wrong. I mean look at them now. There both high and dating.

"I never thought you'd feel the same and boy am I glad you do. I'm glad I got the courage to ask you out that day. I'm glad you're in my life. I'm really thankful for you. I'm thankful to be able to have this kind of love. Cause some people in this world don't get to feel like this. I'm glad I get a chance to. Especially when it's you I get a chance to love" Robin explained not breaking eye contact with y/n.

Y/n didn't know what to say to her. So she kissed her. She kissed Robin gently. Y/ns hands were holding Robin's face while they kissed. When she pulled away she whispered.

"I couldn't ask for a better girlfriend Robin buckley..."

******

Does anyone want to read about Robin asked y/n out? A lot of people liked the last Robin post I made. If anyone has any requests they can total send them in.

[astrojoy]

What's Your Future Spouses Appearance?

PAC

Order Of Piles

Pile 1 - Pile 2

Pile 3 - Pile 4

Pile 5 - Pile 6

Pile 7 - Pile 8

Oh btw- DON'T pick the one you find the most attractive. Pick the one you are energetically drawn to 💖

Art By

@morickyyy

If it doesn't resonate, please don't be surprised, appearance is VERY general and varies amongst many people

Pile 1

For the vast majority of this group I'm getting light skin! However for a small majority I actually got 2 cards stating "Asian" and "tan" so take that as you will! If your future spouse is a female then she could have long hair, I got hair that was parted down the middle! I got a lot of light colored hair. These people are slim, they aren't muscular. Woman are petite- men are lean. They have a very powerful mysterious aura about them- it's not their appearance, it's their energy they exude. I'm seeing average height or short for this group. They may stick out from the crowd in some way. Awww I got "a puppy appearance" they could look adorable or cute! Even though they are mysterious or quiet at first I get that they have a silly cuddly side to them. They often enjoy clothes, they might wear fashionable clothes. Aesthetics can be important. Whatever you like in a man or woman, they can wear makeup often. BAHAHAHA I got my "A+" card. They look 😏💯🔥 The females will wear a sweet scented perfume (like cake- cupcakes- floral etc) men will wear a sweet cologne that isn't too heavy like axe

333 - 444 - caprcicorn - air signs - blue - libra - creative - hats - 14/41 - "similar to you" - "I'm obsessed with you"

Pile 2

Your spouse wears their heart on their sleeve, they don't hide anything. "What you see is what you get" OML I KID YOU FECKING NOT I WAS PULLING FOR CARDS AND I GOT "fish" "swimming" "fishing" (AGAIN) and then "island" and the islands a tropical island like WTF IS GOING ON FOR YOU PEOPLE LMAO. Anyways as I try to recover myself. Blonde hair popped out very often. Brown eyes. Almond eyes. Sharp eyes. They have a more reserved appearance to be honest. Might wear more reserved clothing, not showing much skin. They could eat healthy or have a fast metabolism. Thin people. I ALSO got "the devil" card from 2 different decks and they both came out reversed 🤨 they will not have a muscular body however that doesn't mean that they are lazy! They may wear colored contacts or contacts for their eyesight. Agile people. A lot of these people are tall! No matter if it's a woman or man they are tall. Ngl for like 1 or 2 people here who want a wife, she could wear her hair in pigtails! Submissive people. They could sing. Very good looking people, they might be looked at by other people from afar. Might be a people pleaser ngl. They are generous! They have a charm. Non-rebel vibes. They follow orders and are respectful. Hair is nicely kept and neat. They are NOT intimidating, they give me "bunny" vibes. They are humble. "Lamb" vibes too! Captivating aura that glows like the sun. For some reason I got a lot of things like goats, deer, etc. Anything with horns but they were all in reverse so I think they have a relaxed nature "down to earth" they aren't stubborn what's so ever. I got a mixed skin color. Medium to short hair length. They don't appear to be dreamy or aloof. They are in the moment kind of thing. I also get that they don't change their appearance often or wear anything that stands out

Hats - "a deer facing headlights" - huggable - carefree - 444 - 888 - "eyes"?

Pile 3

This spouse has a tendency to be lazy with their emotions. They could have messy hair. I'm getting a "husky" kind of build. Men could have beards. Their shoulder might be broad. They are active people, they go running, walking, maybe even hiking. Adventurous so they definitely could be muscular or at least look fit! I'm getting a lot of masculine energy no matter if it's a man or woman. "Athletic" came out again soooo yeah. A rough appearance in some way. Rough hands. Don't get them mad, they could have a small temper ngl. Observant AF. They assess things a lot. When they see someone they inspect them, they stare at them a lot. They think often. Intense gaze of course. Can enjoy reading people. This person doesn't seem tall to be honest so I'm seeing a shorter person. They turn into an extrovert once you get to know them. Passionate about their hobbies. These people have been through a lot, they may look either really "solid" in a way or just very resilient towards a lot. They plant the seeds to make things grow! A committed person. Only some of them don't really enjoy family too much tbh. They could have highlights in their hair by the way! Dry skin. Slower pace when they walk. I'm getting that they enjoy comfort clothes and things like basketball shorts, hoodies, sweat pants, etc! Foreign appearance. May look like they have a "shell" surrounding them. They may look very- how do I put this- like they are never at ease? Their mind is never at rest? ADHD feelings from this but don't take my word on it. They aren't a very old soul honestly, at least not as old as your soul, they are moreover still learning a lot in recent lifetimes, which is why they may seem a bit bothered. Darker skin tone, some people here are POC

1010 - scorpio - virgo - "that's my soldier" - water - earth - loyal - dark colors

Pile 4

Well here I see your spouse doesn't enjoy being stuck in life, they like to move- move- move. They aren't athletic. I actually see for some people here that they can have a gut on them. They can have a big trunk to 😏 no matter the gender they can wear makeup. To be honest I see the masculine energies being tall and the feminine energies being short. They dress very nicely! Long hair for females however men can have long hair too it's just more uncommon! This spouse is spiritual, passionate, SMEXY. They look pretty young for their age, have soft skin, they just look very youthful 🥺 they can enjoy or wear dresses often. People will tend to look at them from afar, they look 💯💖 depending on which one, if they have bad eyesight they wear contacts for that but if they like color or aesthetics a lot then they wear color contacts! I'm getting a lot of dark hair for this reading, not really skin tone too much. Some of these people want to wait until after marriage to lose their virginity. For some reason I'm getting totally blocked off from their eyes, like, ALOT. Maybe they actually do have trouble seeing or they don't want me to know- but I want to know so- 🙄🤨 GET YOUR MANS/WOMANS BEFORE I DRAG EM OVER HERE 🔥🏃‍♀ this person is closed off in public. They can have prominent features physically. Getting curvy vibes from this too. If this is a woman she has a beautiful chest. for a select few of you, if it's a man, the shoulders are prominent

333 - earth energy - young - colorful clothes - squirrel - up

Pile 5

Hello guys! Your future spouse is average to short in height. Wavy hair. Blonde hair. Dresses nice but casual clothes! Honestly seeing airy, lose clothes. This person gives me feminine energy. Mother energy, they are super nurturing! Might love hugs. They wear their heart on their sleeve. Religious people. Can be your ultimate romantic soulmate. They can love reading. Artsy people. Might like to sing, paint or draw. Very generous! Loves animals!! Ngl this looks like a karmic connection. Even if you are romantic soulmates you can have some karma from previous lifetimes loves! Uhhh, soooo, if this is a guy- uh let's just say their "present" is a big one 😁 it was a random message and I gotta say what I gotta say- 🏃‍♀️ very patient people by the way, might stand with their arms crossed and just silently listen. Strong arms. Not lustful. Easily takes things slow. Could have blue eyes. Natural hair color. They don't change much about themselves very often. Their back is beautiful! The woman have hourglass bodies or at least curvy in some way. The woman could like to put their hair up sometimes. The men might like to be topless when they sleep 😴 they seem to have hope a lot, very sweet 🥰

Cancer - foreign - "I'm waiting for you" - balcony - online - red - "hold me in your arms - sensitive - water energy - air energy

Pile 6

So your future spouse is interesting! So first off their eyes stick out. Their eye color may be different than most. Someone has green eyes. Particularly I'm seeing a lighter color eye. Foreign person. Their feet also stick out in some way. Liking to walk around a lot. They may have really nice looking feet lmao. For someone in particular the spouse may use a wheelchair. They can get dry skin from time to time- not really seeing acne. Lustful people! Beautiful bodies, they dress well. Also their hair is medium length! Soft skin. This spouse can be carefree and joke around a lot!! Stubborn rarely. These people may have a lot of energy and be extroverted haha! I'm actually seeing blue hair or at least hair with some blue highlights but I'm sure that's only for a select few

Go with the flow - fire energy - earth energy - yellow/gold - Leo

Pile 7

Now you guys, your spouse looks unique. You can easily spot them our from other people. Their hair can be ginger. Eyes blue or brown. Thin legs. Slow walking. Natural beauty! Actually for a very small amount, instead of ginger hair I'm getting a legit red head (if you don't know the difference just look up a natural red head) this persons skin is pale, may have tones of pink. I'm seeing them being submissive. Curly hair- wow a lot on hair- maybe they have very beautiful hair 🥺 also getting longer hair if it's a female- oval face shape- hair possibly parts down the middle or they have bangs on the forehead! These people can like nature and animals. Very creative and their energy has a fire vibe to it

444 - fire energy - water energy - virgo - healthy - neck - red lips

Pile 8

This spouse may not like to start many projects but if they have one then they are determined to go through with it! May be the same ethnicity as you. Curly hair. Black short hair. Dyed hair. Sharp jawline. Medium hair length. They look youthful/younger than their age! Sharp eyes. Puppy-like. Cuddly and sweet when alone. Intimidating and closed off in public 🤣🤣 average to tall height. Brown eyes. Lin lips. Some of these people have wide noses. Clear skin. If this is a woman she has a nice chest. Smells like roses. If your spouse is a man then they have a deep voice. POC here. This person is strong, physically and mentally! Oml I'm seeing beautiful hands 💅 no matter the gender, they may get their nails done often or if they enjoy acrylics/gel nails then they get them done 😏 this person is really sophisticated or intelligent in some way 😳 the men here can have a mustache or beard, I'm not sure if it's notice-able or not so take that how it resonates! I mostly got a mustache. This spouse has CASH, they are well off. Mostly for the woman spouses, they can garden. This person is really fun to be around!! Confident people. Also OML during this whole reading I just kept having the image of a person with a hoodie (red on it somewhat), some nice sweatpants, and they were sitting on the end of their bed playing videogames, elbows resting on their knees as they leaned forward focused- AND LEGIT- JUST NOW I pulled extra cards and "games" came out- I'm leaving 🏃‍♀️

Scorpio - teacher - 222 - 111 or 1111 - Sagittarius - "let me be" - "he's hella fine" - dressing fresh to impress - smooth talker

[thekatebridgerton]

So I don't have any Philoise mutuals and I have to get this off my chest.

Well we know that Theo is most likely reappearing and some kind of a build up for future Eloise. And I was a little scarred that they would turn Theloise in Philoise and have them sending letters to each other and her running away to him, because Calam mentioned that Theo is also gardener like? And Eloise' family is going to keep an extra eye on her after that scandal. Then Theo asks her to visit him and to get married.

Now I realized that they could do this but in that case Eloise doesn't run away to him because maybe A. She feels something but it's not strong enough, B. She's to scared of her family, C. She's too scared of love.

Okay then years later the same story repeats itself with Phillip. Now Eloise is more experienced and actually wants to get married. And this time she doesn't want to miss the chance on love because she did it with Theo and regrets it and now she really likes Phillip or is just very curious. This time she wants to overcome her fear of love or her family, or this time she doesn't care if her feelings aren't strong enough.

I feel like this would fit so much better to show!Eloise. I mean I see why people would think that running away to Phillip wouldn't fit her and that she is different from book!Eloise. But with that build up it would make sense. Even the Philoise haters could see it then.

I haven't even finished TSPWL because I'm so scared that they could change it to Theloise and I don't want to mourn something I could have almost gotten. So I guess those theories are helpful to me.

What do you think about it?

Dear Anon relax everything is going to be okay with our ship. Philoise is wonderful and they can't take that from us.

That being said you picked the wrong person to ask about Theo, simply because I, like the rest of the Philoise shippers on Tumblr. Am too lazy to care about him.

My favorite philoise mutuals are @missielynne and @sirphillipcranestanaccount you could ask them. But as far as I know they are too lazy to care about Theo too.

Actually, I'm going to let you in on a secret, Philoise shippers on Tumblr are one of the most don't-care-a-bit people in the fandom. You know those people who sit in the corner of a coffeeshop nursing a cup of tea, who look extremely hungover but it's just because they haven't slept since they picked up their favorite author's new release and still need to get to work at 7? That's more or less how Philoise shippers are in general. And I say this affectionately. We couldn't care less.

Not about Theo not about Theo's relationship with Eloise. We care about our ship, it's been cannon in the books since the early 2000's. And we have busy lives, we've got coffee to drink, messy lives to lead, personal relationships to manage, and way more interesting characters to actually devote our attention to.

Philoise is in every sense of the word. A comfort ship.

So relax, enjoy yourself and don't pay attention to how the show chooses to push Eloise character development. As long as she gets said character development.

And I apologize Theloise shippers, but I find myself more invested in secondary working class characters like Mme Delacroix, and Will Mondritch when they don't only exist to provide character development for a main character. Part of the reason I couldn't care less about Theo is because he was literally introduced so Eloise could have a 'not like other girls' love affair.

If we were shown more about him that didn't directly corelate to Eloise or her interests, in the way Will's story wasn't all about his friendship with Simon or Mme Delacroix story still isn't all about her affair with Benedict. Then maybe I would care about Theo.

Callum is a great actor. He's been an absolute charmer in interviews. But in fact, so is Ruby Barker. But if I had to choose who is more interesting, then Ruby Barker's Marina is definitely going places.

Now to the second part of your ask

I think that when the time comes in the show Eloise kind of running away is not going to be about having a mid life crisis because her friend is getting married. But rather it's going to be about her needing a safe place to run to.

Sometimes when you live in your the spotlight for so long you just want the place that nobody knows about, that can make you feel protected and safe. Some place that really feels like you have found some refuge.

I think it's possible that Eloise will create a scandal so big that she's going to need an escape and that she has this pen pal, or rather she knows this guy, that Colin knows, who she's been writing to and he has this house that is conveniently very close to Aubrey Hall. And she's going to be like 'yeah there's some place that I can go to that is calm and that isn't far away from my family and nobody will look for me there and I can come back in a few days. And then there's this pretty harmless guy who is way too nice to kick me out so I can recoup there for a while. '

I think the show could do it that way because come on, it's Eloise she's not going to stop causing trouble everywhere she goes. I imagine her causing a scandal so big, she needs to run away and she needs to find a safe place where she can lay low and that is far away from her family because they're pretty angry at her

probably something big and feminists like leading a riot among other intellectual women or helping the bride of an influential arranged marriage escape their crusty abusive would be husband

And then it's going to happen just like you said, she doesn't want to fall in love, because she's been hurt before with Theo. And falling inlove with Phillip would happen entirely by accident for both of them. Because show Eloise has loved and knows what it's like she doesn't expect it to happen again

And Phillip, who is pretty much okay with Eloise doing whatever she wants, would be fascinated. Falling inlove with how chaotic she is and how much fun she has destroying his carefully boring post-marina life. And also getting along with the twins. because he's never had someone like her in his life before.

I can imagine Phillip trying to study Eloise the way he studies his plants. Trying to find why he likes her so much and not coming up with an answer.

Philoise is going to be a ship in the show that's going to take viewers but surprise because Phillip and Eloise started out in wildly different places and will come together when they are right for each other

And that's the tea

[arsquare]

5, 10 and 13 For the art ask game!

Hi Malz <3

least favorite thing to draw

LOL there are so many things I don't like to draw... backgrounds... cars... guns... the list goes on and on... (not quite related but. perhaps you've noticed that despite my voluminous contributions to birdmen fanart in recent times I've casually dodged out of drawing the birds transformed time and time again. there's a reason for that. it's too hard. the markings drive me insane and the wings make creating compositions hell on earth </3)

But! If I had to pick ONE thing that I dislike more than all others, I would probably choose complex cityscapes! More organic landscapes I can just freehand, at least to a certain degree, but cityscapes require a more refined use of perspective and idk. me and the CSP rulers kind of have a long-standing rivalry, I still don't like it that much, which makes cityscapes a huge pain

how many different sketches do you usually have until your piece is finished

LOL... if I have more than one sketch before I do the linework I'm already like "that's way too much". I'm super impatient...

Like for Breaking Stasis I basically used my storyboards as the rough sketch (don't do this lol) because I needed to go fast. Here's a couple of examples...

I went from this kinda messy sketch (storyboards as well in a certain sense) directly to the clean lines. idk what's wrong with me tbh. I'm just lazy I guess

It also depends on how well I can draw the character in question. Like my birds?? from birdmen??? I could probably draw rei eishi takayama and umino pretty well freehanded (kamoda. my bald son kamoda. you're so hard to draw. the line between A bald guy and MY bald guy is razor thin and I often end up on the wrong side of the line)

If I've never drawn the character before? Lollll I probably have to do more detailed drawings...

Sometimes my sketches will be my final as well LMAO. just depends <3

Even for paintings I think I usually go sketch -> colors LOL

^^ shitty pencil sketch that's been tweaked a bit for the sake of composition

^^ directly painting without intervention like a madman????

This one is the one I had the most sketches for in recent memory. It's cause I have a hard time keeping them all in scale with each other (and STILL I failed to take into account how the various platform boots would change their heights. dont think about this too hard please don't think about this too hard), and also because these aren't outfits I'm used to drawing (so not collared shirts or suits, basically...) I had to do a rough and a clean before the final

so yeah anywhere from 0-2, 3 if we're REALLY pushing it (the question asked how many sketches, not how many layers... I do have more layers but I consider them all part of the same sketch)

how long do you usually take on a piece

LMAO THIS IS SUCH A HARD QUESTION. WHAT IS "A PIECE". DEFINE A PIECE.

The fastest stuff are my MS Paint doodles like he is eating raw cloves of garlic like jellybeans or food service Shichiro. I spend no more than 10 or 15 minutes TOPS per illustration on these. like I'm moving fast okay. it's like milk left out in the kitchen it's gonna go bad and stop being funny if I spend too long on it!!!

The next fastest would be short comics in the same spirit as the MS Paint doodles except it's just. not in MS paint it's in CSP instead. like does eishi support birdmen rights or takaeishi horror movie night. I think the cap for these are probably closer to like, 20 minutes per illustration/panel. but these are also almost explicitly always for funnies and again. the joke spoils if I spend too long on it!! gotta be quick!! gotta be speedy!!!

the next fastest stuff is probably colored sketches like Kekkaishi dress sketches or Shinichi birthday kisses. the time starts to get more variable as the complexity changes.. I think maybe an hour to an hour and a half for these?

Beyond that I have to split things up into multiple sittings and it gets harder to time them. Lined and colored artwork maybe takes... four to ten hours on average?? Like for Yoshitoki vibes, ganbare shinichi-kun, and the Lower One's Eyes thumbnail. I'm guessing around 15-20 hours for lineless paintings like Conductor Robin and Reieishi Tattoo Kiss? (<- idk the ship name for them because I don't think it exists actually)

For actual like. big projects. idk how to even measure that chief!! Breaking Stasis was completed in 2 months but I was working my ass off that entire time. like close to the end, like the last week or two I was basically drawing the entire day to crank it out. I don't know how many that is, but hundreds, perhaps? LOL

The music videos too, they're taking up QUITE a chunk of time but I have no idea how to measure that LMAO. oops </3

[boxofbadaddiction]

Trust You to Cheapen the Moment

George Weasley x Reader

This story is inspired from a request of my F.R.I.E.N.D.S Themed Prompt List.

Prompts: 8 & 12

"Come on, [y/n or Character] just take off your shirt and tell us!"/"you're over me? When were you...under me?"

Warnings: Sexual innuendo. Swearing.

"Congratulations on a great game tonight boys!" Lee Jordan called as Fred and George entered through the portrait hole, still sporting their Quidditch uniforms which were currently soaked in sweat.

"Thanks mate" the Twins replied in unison.

The match had been against Ravenclaw and although Gryffindor naturally won, it hadn't been an easy feat. One which involved George coping a rather nasty bludger to the ribs. As such their win inevitably concluded with a stern lecture from their team Captain, Oliver Wood who remarked their performance as "sloppy". This being the reason as to why they were late to their own victory party.

"Well, hello boys" [Y/N] called as she made her way toward the three boys by the entrance, accompanied by a friend of her own. "Playing a tad messy these days, aren't we?" She goaded with a cheeky grin.

"Oh, alright [Y/N]! Red Hot you are. Sounding frightfully like our beloved Captain." Fred replied as everyone laughed.

[Y/N]s attention fixed to George as her face wore a notably more sincere expression. "How you feeling, Georgie?" "Like I took a bludger to the guts." He chuckled somewhat painfully. "I'll live, just need a good hot shower and to get out of this sweat drenched uniform." He tugged at the tight fabric which clung uncomfortably to his skin.

"I'll happily help you out of it, if you find yourself in need of a spare set of hands?" [Y/N] wriggled her eyebrows. Smiling at his friends innuendo George ran his tongue over his bottom lip before raising his own brows, as if contemplating the girls offer.

"Yeah, alright you two, wrap it up!" Fred intervened pushing the pair back by their shoulders as if stopping a fight. "George, as much as I'm with you on that shower and change idea, need I remind you we have a...previous engagement to attend to." He pointedly looked to his brother.

"What 'previous engagement'" Lee questioned.

"Super secret Weasley Twin Business." Fred winked.

"I can't believe you're leaving me out of your super secret twin business!" Lee protested, feigning dejection.

"Sorry, Lee" George offered a consoling smile. "Forget you. What about ME!" [Y/N] interrupted. "Come off it, there's no way you planned a prank without me..."

"But we did" they shrugged. "It's nothing for you to worry your pretty little head over" George teased with a pout. "What is it?" Lee asked, but the two remained quiet.

"Oh, come on, George. Just take off your shirt and tell us!" [Y/N] spat with a wicked grin. George stepped toward her slowly placing both of his large hands either side of her jaw and peering into her eyes. He leant down so his mouth was centimetres from her skin, whispering into her ear "Not happening, lovely." His hands slid down her neck, passing over her shoulders before finally retreating at they met her elbows. He smiled at the ever so faint blush that fanned her cheeks. "Okay, fine. So you won't tell us. But seriously...where'd we land on the shirt situation?" [Y/N] yanked on the uniform fabric playfully while biting her lip.

"Oh would you two just fuck already! This whole teasing thing makes my stomach turn." The other Weasley rolled his eyes before grabbing hold of his brothers wrist, "come on, lover boy. We've got mischief to attend to." He pulled George away from the group of friends, but not before he was able to send a suggestive wink to [Y/N] over his shoulder.

Fred did have a point when you thought about it. [Y/N] and George had been friends since first year after spending a day in detention together for being caught out past curfew, for separate reasons. [Y/N] and the Twins always had a playful relationship and it seemed impossible for them to go more than three minutes without making a joke or coming up with some new prank idea or bet between the three of them. The relationship between [Y/N] and George however, over the years, became substantially more provocative. Never becoming physical by any means, mainly they just threw a lot of innuendos toward one another. Just a bit of harmless, totally platonic, flirting really.

It'd been that way since their fourth year which makes it a few years now that Fred has found himself uncomfortably situated between the two obviously pining best friends, whom continuously deny any such feelings of course.

While the Twins had set off on their...other business, that left the remaining three to enjoy the Post-match festivities currently unfolding within the Gryffindor common room.

A little while into the celebrations, [Y/N] and her friend found themselves accompanied by some of the more eligible bachelors of Gryffindor Tower, about ankle deep in discarded Butterbeer and Fire Whiskey bottles.

"Come on, [Y/N] how's about a dance?" Dustin, a rather attractive boy she knew, spoke with an endearing smile gracing his face. "Flattered as I am by your proposal, I must decline." She slurred. "Why not?" The boy reached for her hand tracing small circles on the soft skin with his thumb while he stared into her eyes. "Because I don't fucking want to." The girl laughed retracting her hand from his. "Excuse us, won't you boys?" Her friend stood, pulling [Y/N] up with her. "Uh-oh...I'm in trouble" she faked concern before breaking into giggles as she was pulled from the common room.

Finding herself promptly being dragged down a flight of stairs into the adjoining corridor which, given the time, was obviously eerily abandoned.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Uuhh you mean aside from the fact my buzz was just absolutely murdered after being ripped away from a party I was thoroughly enjoying? Not much." She rolled her eyes. "I mean, why do you keep turning Dustin down? You know he fancies you! Why not give him a chance?" Her friends voice was sincere and a little giddy as she questioned. "Because I am not interested in Dust Bin." [Y/N] doubled over in laughter at her own joke. Latching on firmly to her friends shirt in an attempt to remain upright. Cackling styled laughter reverberated off the deserted corridor walls as [Y/N] was being shushed and told to compose herself. "Quiet [Y/N]!" her friend giggled at the state of her. "Is it, you're not interested in Dustin, because you're still hung up on George?" "Pffft, Pah-LEASE I am so over George." She slurred with a dramatic shove of the friends shoulder.

"You're over me?" The words called from behind her and like a cool breeze on the nape of her neck chills ran sharp through her spine. [Y/N]'s eyes widened while the friend infront of her smiled brightly, sending a taunting wave her way before disappearing back up the stairs to the common room. "When were you...under me?" The girl couldn't bring herself to turn around, she could practically hear that devious smirk playing on his voice. Her body was rigid as her blood ran cold. Talk about a sobering experience. Shutting her eyes tightly to muster the courage she tentatively began to turn her body, facing the boy with a painfully embarrassed grimace.

"You heard too much of that for me to get out of this on some elaborate lie, didn't you?"

"Yep." George stood smugly before her. Hands deep in his trouser pockets as he'd obviously had that shower and change he were so desperately craving. He looked good. White button up with the sleeves scrunched above his elbows haphazardly and a lazy Gryffindor tie around his neck. [Y/N] found herself having to swallow a lump in her throat at the sight. "Right from the rather insensitive comment made of my good mate...Dust Bin." The ginger chuckled taking a few steps forwards.

[Y/N] let out a long, defeated, sigh turning her head over her shoulder in thought. Her jaw clicked as she contemplated her next words carefully. If only she could think of anything to say. She was fumbling over various syllables, all of which were incoherent. George laughed at her nervousness and held a hand out for her to take, "Come here." He spoke softly. What else was there to lose? She accepted and felt as her body warmed from the feeling of his hand gripping hers tightly.

Neither said a word as George lead her quietly further away from the Gryffindor Tower. It wasn't until they approached the Astronomy Tower stair case [Y/N] made to speak, but was promptly shushed. 'You'll see' he told her.

The Weasley stopped at the top most stair, watching her as he slowly opened the door leading to the balcony. Eyes never leaving her face, smiling sweetly as he witnessed her expression shift slowly from one of bewilderment to awe.

Laid out in front of them was an abundance of pillows, set upon a thick blanket, surrounded by various sweet platters and floating candles like the ones in the Great Hall only much smaller. [Y/N]s hands sprang to her mouth in shock, she'd never seen such a romantic setting. Staring from the picnic to the stars that shone so brightly over head, with every Galaxy and Constellation clearly visible, she was lost for words. A startled gasp was the only noise to peirce her lips silence.

George watched fondly at the sparkle held within her eyes. Nothing but love in his as he stepped behind her, hands gently resting on her shoulders to move her forward. He nestled into the side of her neck while he walked her slowly so he could whisper in her ear, "I had actually planned on telling you first, tonight, about how I feel. But it seems you've unwilling stolen my chance." "Oh George..."

"I know, it's bloody good right?" He commented cockily. "Come on. Sit."

"So I take it this was the super secret twin business you had to attend to?" She said smiling as he made himself comfortable beside her gazing towards the sky.

"Yep. That and Fred wanted to set off some Dung Bombs in Snapes office. He's down there now." [Y/N] began to laugh and she suddenly captured every ounce of Georges attention. It's in moments like this he found her most beautiful. When she were genuinely happy. "You shouldn't have gone through all this trouble." She spoke earnestly. "You're worth it."

"That's so cheesey."

"You love cheese!"

"I do don't I?"

The two laughed, [Y/N]s head dropping as she did so before George raised her attention back to him with a finger placed delicately under her chin.

"[Y/N], I've liked you for so long now that I-I can't even remember when I realised. I just...did. You mean so much to me that it's scary" he was kneeling before her now. Hands grasping hers, "and I don't want to hear that you're over me because I don't think that I will ever be able to get over you." [Y/N] was staring fixedly into his eyes, heart thundering in her ears. Unable to believe this were happening. "I fall for you a little more everyday. I fall with every smile. Every laugh. Every sleazy innuendo you throw my way. I can't help falling and I just couldnt go another day without knowing if there were even a possibility that you may feel the same way. If you fall for me the same way I do for you. It's why I took that hit today, on the pitch, I was so distracted about tonight that I-"

"You saying that was my fault are you? That you got hurt." [Y/N] was smiling widely, eyes glistening with tears she knew were unlikely to fall but were there nonetheless.

"Ab-so-LUTE-ly it's your fault!" George continued her teasing with a beaming smile that shone nearly as bright as the stars above them.

"I do George. Feel the same. I'm not over you because...because there's just no getting over you."

George let out a relieved and amazed breath. He doubted he'd ever felt happier in his life than in this moment.

Both his hands came to rest either side of her face as he hastily leant his face towards hers before restraining himself. Eyes pouring into hers as hers were staring back. "Can I kiss you?" He whispered.

[Y/N] smiled softly, hands coming to lay gently on his elbows, "yes" she breathed before nodding quickly. A hand shot up behind his neck to bring their faces together, lips meeting for the first time. He pulled her into his lap swinging both arms around her waist as her free hand tugged on his tie.

[Y/N] pulled back to catch her breath while George peppered soft, frantic kisses down her jaw and neck.

"So tell me..." her head fell back in pleasure as she clung to him for support and felt as he hummed against her skin in response, "now that we've established I'm not over you. When can I get under you?" She smirked chuckling slightly. He rolled his head up to meet her gaze, staring unbelievably at her words as a reluctant smile crept across his lips. George groaned at the pun before pushing her down into the pillows, body hovering above hers as she left out a squeal at his action. Laughing in a way only George could ever make her.

"Trust you to cheapen the moment."

[ripspaghet]

STUPID CUPID | 01

↳ series m.list | 00 | 01 | ongoing

→ pairing: jimin x reader

→ word count: 3,309

Prologue Summary; You and Jimin have been neighbors since you were four years old and hated each other ever since. It isn't until the two of you head off to college that fate, or rather, a certain baby with wings, decides its time to teach the two of you a lesson.

→ warnings/genre: bodyswap au, enemies to lovers, slight smut, eventual smut, slow burn

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It's not always in the dead of the night, or the middle of a downpour, that the people we love decide to leave us.

A splash of yellow paints across the canvas of a blue sky, wings fluttering against a cool breeze. Curious little things - butterflies that is - the way they flutter about and land on anything colored brightly, your windowsill for example.

The people we love often leave during ordinary days, just like this one.

Holding your breath you inch the tip of your index finger towards it. Of course, you know butterflies aren't meant to be touched. Though, what four year old is going to pass up something as pretty as this? As you itch closer it startles, but not from you. An abrupt slam of a door shakes your walls and you turn a cheek to the retreating insect. You stare at your bedroom door. Pushing yourself off the windowsill, you make your way over, feet brushing against the carpet floor, and out the door.

"How could you!" Another slam ricochets through the house and you flinch back, nearly retreating to your room, "How dare you!"

After that moment in life, you were no longer the type of person to let serendipity rule you - so, it's only natural that you ignore it when it falls into your lap - turn and walk away as if it'd never been there, to begin with.

A week before the Switch

It hadn't been long since the sun peeked out from the horizon, but the warm body next to you is what stirs you awake, limbs stretching and contorting. Going against your better judgment you let a heavy lid peek open, only to snap it shut again. 

"I saw that." An arm snakes around your shoulder and pulls you into a toned chest, his sun-kissed skin warm against yours.

"Then you should apologize for waking me up." You try wiggling out of his hold, but he follows you, nose nudging the crook of your neck while his slender fingers press into your hip bone. 

"Stay."

You sit up, "Let go," Pushing the blankets from your sweaty skin you realize you wouldn't be getting any more sleep with him beside you - the literal sun himself. 

His sleepy gaze follows you as you move towards your dresser drawers, "Come back. I'm sorry for waking you."

It takes only one glance to determine his motives, almond-shaped eyes flickering up and down your bare skin. He lays on his side, an elbow propping up his head, fingers combing through dark messy hair. You can't help but let your gaze wander down over the thin cotton sheets draped across his lower half. A smile ticks up the edge of your lips. More often than not, this guy has a way of forcing you to convey urges you push down. It's one of his many endearing qualities that annoy the living hell out of you.

"Come here."

Rolling your eyes you push your drawer shut again and make your way back to the bed. As soon as you slide back into his reach his hands are on you, tugging you to his lap as he rolls over. He looks up at you - eyes lowering to your exposed chest then waist, where his hands begin to wander up. When he reaches the swell of your breasts his fingertips graze along the supple skin, eliciting a sharp intake of air from you, "Say it."

Your eyes flutter open, annoyance coming full force, "That's a little cliché, don't you th-" His thumb and forefingers clamp down on your nipples and a submissive whine falls from your lips. 

"I said, " He hisses, lips pressing against your sternum, "say it."

You let out a sigh, "Hoseok, "

A satisfied smile lights up his face and he releases you, letting his hands fall to your thighs, "Good girl,"

You snort, trying to distract from your flushed cheeks, "What are you getting at?" You nudge the fingers that caress you, "Don't tell me you want more this early in the-"

"I do," He leans in, speaking between slow and teasing kisses that he places along your neck, "but," He sighs, "I do need to ask you something first."

"Ask me what?" You pull away.

"Ah, " He groans, "won't you let me soften you up first?" Hoseok has always been like this, avoidant of serious topics and more than active during the sexual or unimportant ones.

"No."

His eyes shift away from yours, finding your pastel sheets more interesting, "I don't want to ruin this."

"Oh, yeah?" You begin to pull away from him again, only his grip on you tightens.

"Alright," He hums, snaking his arms around your waist, "will you be mine then?"

You freeze against him, staring with wide, unmoving eyes, "Excuse me?" 

"I know, but I care about you. I even-"

"No." You shove his arms off to crawl out of the bed.

"You don't have to say it back. We can just-"

"No, we can't just. We had a deal. You were supposed to tell me if you ever developed feelings. I'm not the slightest bit interested in a relationship, or you for that matter."

He rolls his eyes as you put your clothes on, "I've always had feelings for you. I only said I didn't so I'd have a chance."

You freeze, turning to look back at him as he sits up, "Seriously?"

"I'm in love with you ____." He smiles as if he's just said the simplest thing in the world. Like it's easy for him to just give away everything he is to someone else - someone like you no less. A person who couldn't give a rat's ass for his so-called feelings.

You let out a dry laugh and turn towards the bathroom, "Love, huh?"

"Give me a chance to prove it and I'll have you falling for me in a week."

"I have no interest in love, Hoseok."

Hoseok clicks his tongue, "So cold, you won't even budge an inch?"

"What is it with men and not knowing what the word no means?" You pick up your toothbrush only to feel hands smooth over your hips and enclose you in a pair of strong arms. Where your skin meets him, a flame blooms, though you choose to ignore it to instead squeeze toothpaste onto your brush.

"Say you'll think about it."

You turn around to face him, your chest touching his, "If I say that, will you get out?"

He nods with satisfaction.

You place your toothbrush in your mouth and push him away from you, "I'll think about it."

"Good, " He smiles, "I'll be going overseas to visit my sister this weekend. By the time I get back, you'll have decided. Right?" 

"Sure," You feign interest and begin brushing your teeth.

"'Think about it', as if." You scoff, "I've told him a thousand times over that I'm not interested. After this, we're done. I've already blocked him."

"I mean, I can't blame the guy. You've been going at it for over a year now."

"Jin," You grab the finger his pointing at you accusingly, "he knows next to nothing about me."

He hums, taking his hand back, and passing you a paper bag that's filled with your favorite breakfast pastry, "I just saying, maybe you should give him an actual chance this time."

"Why?" You raise an eyebrow as you take the bag from him, "So he can prove me right?"

"You haven't been in a real relationship since high school. You can't act like you know what it's gonna be like."

"How much different can relationships be now? They're nothing but trouble. I fail to see how that can change just because I'm older." You furrow your brow while picking at your food.

"Relationships aren't trouble, they're work. You're just too lazy and cold hearted to see that."

You groan and take a drink from your coffee, "Whatever, as if you'd understand. You fall in love with everything with a pulse."

He nods at you, unashamed, "Love is the seasoning of life - to live without it is to be dead."

"You're so melodramatic."

"Alright, change of subject. I've been hearing whispers from people." Jin smiles brightly at you.

"Oh? And what's that? More gossip?"

"Gossip?" He scoffs, "I'll have you know that this is top-quality news I'm gathering day to day and I ought to be running an article for this school."

"Tch, " You take a bite out of your breakfast, willing yourself to ignore your elder.

"Anyway," He huffs dramatically, "as I was saying, this Valentine's Day there's going to be a big party at the Jjang house-"

"There's always a big party at Jjang."

He narrows his eyes at you, "If you'd let me finish I was going to say, they're making it so that everyone who shows up has to wear red and a mask, or you're not allowed in."

You swallow your food and cough, nearly choking, "Huh?"

"Yup, they finally got sick of all the hate the art department dishes out on them."

"Can you blame us?" The booth cushion dips beside you and you turn to see another one of your friends now leaning over you to steal a piece of your breakfast, "My grandmother could throw a better party than those guys and she's dead."

Jin chokes on his drink, "Jungkook! Your poor grandmother!"

You snort, "Hey, Kookie."

Jungkook gives you a goofy smile as he chews before turning back to Jin, "My grandma is alive and well, Hyung. It's only a metaphor."

"A metaphor?" Jin sputters, "Do you even know what a metaphor is?"

Jungkook shrugs and smiles when you pass him a bag of donut-holes, "Not exactly."

"I think what he said can be implied as a metaphor."

Jin's eyes cut over to you, "Yeah, well, you're as much of an idiot as he is, if not more so." A sack of donuts slaps against your chest and you catch it before it falls into your lap, "You two need to go before you're late to that practice again."

"Alright, but before that how'd it go with that girl Yuna?"

Jin's eyes snap back in your direction as he sucks in a sharp breath of air, only to choke on the egg sandwich he'd been chewing. Coughing profusely, he lets out a croak, "What the hell?"

You bite your lip to keep from laughing, watching as your friend wipes the egg off his face, which is more than you can say for Jungkook. He's cackling so hard that people in the cafe are starting to turn their heads.

"Honestly, I bought you both breakfast and now you're harassing me in public," Jin grumbles under his breath.

After a bit more "harassment" you and Jungkook leave Jin to head to your practice. As strange as it is for an art major you've had an obsession with sports since you could remember. So, you joined one of the few sports teams available at your university your freshman year. You also convinced Jungkook to join alongside you. Convincing him wasn't that difficult either, seeing as both of you are extremely competitive. All it took was a bit of taunting.

"Early as always you two." A hand pats your shoulder and you laugh nervously.

"Sorry, Irene."

"Whatever," She drops her sarcastic tone, replacing it with a cheerful laugh, "just hurry up and get changed. I swear you do on purpose."

You turn to look at her,"Do what?"

She glances at Jungkook, who's already left you behind to get changed, "Oh, nothing." She pats your shoulder again with what you might call a forced smile, "I wouldn't want things to be awkward."

You raise a brow as Irene leaves you be to start warm-ups, "Okay?"

Irene is the team captain and a good friend of yours. It's hard not to be her friend when she's so easy to get along with, although you've shared a few weird moments with her that suggests something to do with Jungkook. You've suspected for a while now that she may have a crush on your best friend, but being unsure you refuse to help her or get involved in any way. Jungkook hates when you meddle with his love life, which you learned from experience when you tried to set him up with a girl in your anatomy class. Long story short, Kookie was forced to turn that girl down and was upset with you for a week about it. Ever since you've refused to help any of the girls that have approached you to get to him.

Once in the dressing room, you quickly change clothes and lace up your shoes after tying your hair up.

Love just isn't something you should involve yourself with. Whether it's for yourself or your friends. Who knows, maybe bad luck with love runs in the family.

You leave the dressing room and approach where Jungkook waits for you on the court, "Warm ups?"

"Yeah," He nods, "Irene wants us to catch up with the others. So, she's probably going to give us more to do once everyone is finished. Let's get this done as fast as possible."

"Alright, full speed ahead." You playfully bounce on your toes a few times before making your way to the other side of the net across from Jungkook as he tosses the volleyball from hand to hand, "Show me what you got, virgin."

He laughs, "I think you have the wrong idea about me."

"Then you shouldn't have a problem proving it, right?"

"Just ask your sister."

"I don't have a-"

"Wait nine months."

"Huh?"

With that Jungkook tosses the ball up and jumps for it, landing a harsh slap on it that sends it hurtling through the air toward you - only, you're caught off guard when someone suddenly shouts at you and your head whips around. The ball slams into your chest, knocking the wind out of you with a dramatic 'oof'. And stood there, at the entrance of the gym, is a group of dance majors that you can't stop yourself from scowling at. Especially, when you notice him silently avoiding your eyes at the center of the group.

The one on his left laughs, having seen you land firmly on your ass, "Did you both see that?"

"Glad we came in late today. We could've missed it, right, Jimin?" The other nudges him.

He hums in response but doesn't look in your direction, just continues toward the dance studio.

Sixteen Years Before the Switch

"She's pretty isn't she, Jimin?"

The boy shifts his gaze before hiding behind his mother's leg.

"Why don't you go play? I'll be right here. I'm not going anywhere."

"Can I?"

She nods with an encouraging smile, "She won't bite."

Jimin was only five at the time, you four and typically, when two children are neighbors they become friends, sometimes best friends for that matter, but that just wasn't the case with you and Jimin.

"Hi, I'm Jimin. Me, my mommy, and daddy live next door."

You didn't respond, just continued playing with your blue toy truck, quietly ignoring the boy next to you.

"I like the color of your truck."

You glanced over your shoulder at him, only to quickly look away again when you met his eyes. His presence was making you nervous, you only wanted him to go away. But, he didn't take your rushed gaze as a sign to give up and go away, if anything it only made him think to try harder and that's when he reached for your hand, "Let be friends-"

"Leave me alone!"

Sure, you didn't necessarily bite him, as his mother had suggested, but you sure as hell pushed him away and ran. Admittedly, it wasn't Jimin's fault. Moving to Busan had been the beginning of the end for you. Your Mom hoped that maybe Jimin and you would hit it off. After so much change in your lives, she wanted at least you to be happy, even if she wasn't. Though, the similar interest in sports and sweets made no difference. The bickering never ended between Jimin and you. Coaches were forced to put one of you on the bench, while the other played, or someone was getting hurt. If your families ever had dinner together, you fought over dessert.

"You'll only get hurt."

"Me being a girl makes no difference in my abilities to plow you into the ground, Jimin!" You throw the soccer ball at his face, landing a satisfying thwack.

You think Jimin grew to hate you for it. Not that it mattered at the time, since you disliked him first.

"But that's the last piece, Momma."

"Jimin is our guest ____. Don't be rude."

"But-"

"No buts."

You glared at Jimin across the table, wishing your legs were long enough to kick him from where you sat.

The older you got, the worse it became.

"What did you say?"

Your teammate scowls back at you, "I said, you're a girl and outta act like one."

"And who are you to say what a girl outta act like?" You shove him into the lockers just behind him and he yelps in surprise.

"Hey," 

You pause, head-turning to the left where the entrance to the hallway is.

"Don't you think you're being a bit reckless?"

Stepping back from your teammate, you sigh, "Great, just what I need."

Jimin has always been the popular type, loved by everyone for acting like someone he isn't. That's probably what annoyed you the most about him when you got older, he was never himself. He always lied about what he thought or how he felt to please others while acting completely different when no one else was around.

"Leave him alone and go to class, ____."

"Or what?" You laugh dryly, "You're talking as if I'm bullying this guy when he's the one who-"

"Didn't you hear me? Are you deaf?"

Your glare sharpens, "Oh, I heard you, Park."

Long story short, that was the first time you'd ever been suspended. Your mother was pissed, to say the least, and you quit the soccer team that year.

A week before the Switch

Jimin eyes you from the entrance of the gym, expressionless as his friends cut up on either side of him. You can't help the scowl that contorts your face, nor the tension that builds up in your shoulders. It's been a few months since you've seen him on campus and you'd almost forgotten about him, until now.

"You alright?"

You take Jungkook's hand and stand back up, "Fine." You dust off your bottom with a sigh. Another thing, none of your friends know about Jimin. Seeing as he is someone you wish you never knew, it makes sense that you avoid even the subject of him like the pledge.

"Let's start over, you hit this time." Jungkook passes you the ball then turns to head back under the net.

With a solid nod, you force yourself to relax, putting all your tension into your fingertips that now grip the ball.

Jimin just so happens to also have a love for the arts, which has lead to the two of you attending the same university - him being a dance major and you, art. Luckily, you rarely see each other since dance majors normally reside on the opposite side of campus. On the off chance, you do see him it's always because of volleyball practice or one of his friends, who just so happens to be an art major.

"____, earth to ____?"

"Sorry," You toss the ball up and slam your hand against it, sending it through the air and over the net.

"Nice," Jungkook bumps the ball back to you. You run for it, the feeling of eyes following you.

You have a sinking feeling that something super annoying is in the works.

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