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Baby Russell [GR63]

Summary : You finally allowed your brother and his girlfriend to babysit your newborn baby so you could enjoy the race with your secret boyfriend.

Pairing/s: George Russell x Gasly!Reader, Pierre Gasly x Sister!reader, Francisca 'Kika' Gomes x Gasly!Reader (platonic), Lewis Hamilton x Gasly!Reader (platonic/briefly)

Word Count: 1k

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Pierre had been begging for you to let him and Francisa take your baby girl for the day so that you can enjoy the race without having to worry about a newborn baby. So with George finally convincing you that it would be okay and that she’d only be a couple of minutes away with your family, you eventually gave in. 

Except today was now the day. The Silverstone Grand Prix. Having never revealed your relationship with George, there was a large fear of how the world would see the relationship and family. 

Having handed over Robyn in the hotel to Pierre and Kika, you were now walking into the paddock an hour later than Pierre. There were cameras in your face from the moment you scanned your paddock pass. 

“Did you know Pierre cheated?” One journalist shouted 

“How do you feel about being an auntie?” Another one called

“How do you feel that Pierre cheated and gave you a niece?” A third shouted 

You frowned, walking into the Alpine garage to escape the cameras without causing any more rumours for that moment in time. Glancing at your phone, you were greeted with the many new news articles claiming that Pierre had cheated and had a child. 

Walking over to Pierre, you stole your daughter from his arms with a smile 

“Uncle P is a cheater, hmm. What do you think of that, Robyn?” You joked as Pierre gave you a hug 

“Please tell me that you weren’t swarmed. You’re not meant to be in my garage today” He warned 

“Well I had to hide, not sure I agree with you cheating” You joked, and he rolled his eyes, calling Ben over who happily agreed to walk to the Mercedes garage with you. Handing Robyn back to Pierre, you kissed her head as Pierre pushed you away. 

Ben took you behind all of the garages to get to the Mercedes garage without being spotted by fans, cameras, or just anyone else looking for some gossip. Saying goodbye to Ben, you texted George, letting him know you were at the back, not just wanting to walk in. 

George’s smile was soon in front of you as he opened the back door to the Mercedes garage. You smiled back, giving him a hug now that he was finally in front of yourself 

“Why are you hiding?” He asked, looking about as one arm rested around your shoulders due to the height difference.

“Well everyone now thinks Pierre cheated and I got swarmed on my way in by cameras and press and fans so I ducked into the Alpine garage because I didn’t want the cameras following me into your garage” George let out a laugh at that. 

“Let’s get you inside and set up for the race. You’re not allowed to message Kika or worry about Robyn. Okay?” He sent you a look that made you know that he was serious. You nodded, looking down as he led you into the garage and into the VIP area where he gave you a set of headphones and sat you down. 

“I’ll be back in a second” George smiled, jogging out of the VIP area, and you nodded, taking in how different the Mercedes garage was to the Alpine garage. 

“You’re in the wrong garage” Lewis joked as he walked past 

“It feels wrong, but I’m. What’s the word? Erm. Bannie? Vietata?” You asked 

“Banned” He smiled, and you nodded 

“Yes. Banned from Alpine. Kika has Robyn” You finished, and he nodded 

“I better get to see her later” You nodded with a smile 

“I need to get ready, but I’ll see you later” You nodded, waving him off as Geroge came back, handing you a can of red bull

“Hide that from Toto. I need to go but I’ll see you after the race. Love you” You smiled, giving him a kiss before hugging him

“Je vous aime” You smiled, sitting back down as he walked into his side of the garage.

 After the race and media duties, Geroge crouched down on the floor next to where you had gone for a nap because you were bored of waiting for the media to finish their interrogations. 

“Hey” George smiled gently, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep” You whispered as you sat up. George shrugged 

“It’s okay. You didn’t get a lot of sleep last night. I think we’re both quite tired” He smiled, pressing his lips against yours quickly. George led you to his drivers room, where you sat on his massage table as he got changed. 

“So I was thinking while watching the podium” He started 

“That’s never good” You joked, and he rolled his eyes 

“Let’s go public. Let’s go get Robyn and walk out of here together. Stop the rumours about your brother being a cheater, and it then means that we can go out together with Robyn” You nodded 

“Yeah okay” You shrugged as his eyes widened 

“Seriously? You’re agreeing to this?” He asked as he crossed the room 

“I want nothing more than to be able to finally leave the house with you and Robyn” You smiled as he leaned down and pressed his lips to your own. 

And so that’s what you did. You walked into the Alpine garage, finding Robyn sleeping with Kika as you stopped next to her with a smile. 

“Look Robyn maman is here” She smiled gently, giving her to you. 

“Thank you so much for looking after her” You smiled as Pierre handed you the bag with all her stuff. 

Pierre and Kika both shrugged together as they looked at each other, then back to you and over your shoulder to George, who was standing outside. 

“Finally doing it?” Pierre asked with a smile, and you nodded 

“Yeah. It’s about time” You smiled, and he nodded 

“Fier de toi” (proud of you). Giving him a hug, you walked over to George, who wrapped his arm around your shoulder and leaned down to kiss Robyn’s head 

“Look at her all curled up” He gushed, and you smiled, walking out the paddock with him, not even worrying about the cameras because all that mattered was your family.

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Part 3 Coming On 01/31/2025!

Welp, I decided to release the teaser a little early. But... it's happening everyone! The final part of It's Not A Big Deal will be released on 01/31/2025 and I love how it's turning out. I know that I keep sounding like a broken record, but thank you so much to everyone who reblogged, commented, liked, and gave me feedback! It really means the world to me and all of y'alls support is just so wonderful 💗 And thank you all who participated in the poll. It will be revealed what it was in reference to in the post of part 3.

The poll was crazy close, but the 💻's have it! I will give y'all a hint and say that because the 💻 won, there will not be a grocery store in part 3 (🥫). But no more spoilers lol.

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Warnings: I'm just gonna label this 18+ (I mean I probably don't have to, but it doesn't hurt), Talk of Sex, Angst, Sad Emotions, Broken Heart? Me crying for Dean? Dean being lonely? Me wanting to give Dean a hug?

Dean POV

Dean leaned back on his bed at the bunker and jammed the pillow further down around his ears over his headphones. He was listening to a mixtape that he had burned forever ago, chosen because it had the loudest drum solos blaring through his Walkman, but it wasn't enough to block out the sounds that were coming from your bedroom or the subtle knocking of your headboard against the metal wall between his and your room that grew louder and louder.

Dean had tried his best to get Sam on his side when he argued that Ben didn't have to come back to the bunker and instead should be sent back to wherever the hell he came from right then and there. Unfortunately, Cas was still out doing whatever it was he was doing, which meant that Ben was going to stick around for a little longer.

And it meant that Ben was finally getting his wish… you.

Dean's teeth gritted together when he heard another moan over the sound of the cymbals and felt a white hot spike of something in the pit of his stomach burn through his body.

When you'd agreed to move to the bunker Dean had insisted you live in the bedroom next to his. It meant that if there was a problem in the middle of the night, Dean would be the first to hear you scream and the first to protect you. Other than the time you stubbed your toe and Dean kicked down the door when he heard you yell with his gun drawn, there hadn't been an emergent situation that required his help.

Right now he was regretting the decision to have you live next door wholeheartedly, because it meant that he was having a front row seat to everything Ben and you were doing in your bedroom...

A/N: I am excited to see how y'all react to the ending of this one. I do love how it turns out, but there is a little bit of sadness before we get to the happiness. 😬

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[zhvakinnn]

Hi!!!! I was wondering if you can take my request if you don't mind...

Can you do poly!SBG x Mitsuri!reader from Kny? Like how they gonna react to her strength, hair color and appetite. And maybe her past too?

In her backstory she was getting bullied became she was "weird". And they saw how she was getting bullied and they defend her. And about her socks I like to imagine how they give her her socks as a present for her birthday.

You don't have to write it if it's all much to you

Imma fight a man

Pair → poly sbg x strong fem reader (platonic)

Au → friendship

Content warning/s → bullying

♪♫~ as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me ~♫♪

You were a chubby woman but doesn't matter to you, you don't mind that you dye your hair with pink and green

You never want to fit in though sometimes being alone and having no friends is sad and boring

So when that field trip happen and became friends because some supernatural happen on that one house you got into

☆∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

You were helpless and crying on the corner of the bus because you can't fight

You never learn how to fight despite your great strength

The phantom was getting near you then they heard your screech taylor was sprinting towards that bus you were in along with the other

The phantom was near you when they got there and the hands was already touch you "(name)-" Taylor quickly duck when the phantom came flying

You kicked the phantom with all your strength leaving Taylor there disbelief

Cause she was sure that phantom was too heavy to be flying like that

"what?! What happened are you okay Tay?! (Name)?!" Tyler shouted

Taylor snap out of it "yeah.. were clear"

☆∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

When you were in a restaurant you offer to pay for it and they all agree

Once your there they were shock that you ate plate after plate after plate, but they don't mind they were just shock

When you were eating another plate you heard some staff is talking

"no wonder she's big, that's embarrassing"

"I know right her thighs and stomach is big.."

You stopped eating and put the plate on all the plate you organized

Ashlyn out of all the people who noticed you stopped eating since she has the most strong hearing she remove her headphones and looked at the staff you were looking on earlier

Ashlyn glared at them and the staff noticed it "what's the girls problem.." "is she looking at us?.."

She kept glaring at them and raised her hand "I would like to order again" you looked at her of surprise she's having her second plate, she did this because everyone was already done and your still eating "I will have two of these"

You were surprised not one, not two but three plates?!

The others didn't notice because the were all now on that mini arcade on the corner of the restaurant

When she began to ate "eat up you should eat more" she said as you eat happily with her in silence

You were glad you have her

☆∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

Whenever you're alone one of your friends will be there

You feel overwhelmed by the stares of the people that was directly to you

"no one would like her she's too chubby"

"who would even date her she's too tall"

"her hair is so weird"

"didn't you know she almost ate the whole cafeteria with her appetite"

All those bad thought went away once your friends are there, they tried their best to cheer you everyday

"omg (name) your nails are pretty can you do that to me" Taylor

'want me to braid your hair it suits you best' ben

"you look great with that dress" logan

"you look like a clown but in a good way" aiden

"you could do modeling with that height of yours" tyler

"you pretty today again" ashlyn

You never feel sad with them they always check whenever someone feels left out

They're always there you love them for it ♡

Bonus:

You thought they forgot your birthday because you look at the chat but there's none

You approach them and they all greeted you but no one greet you happy birthday

You really thought they forgot but once you reach your house

There were pom pom's, cake, balloon's, and everything

You swore you could cry because you really thought they don't remember they all apologize and group hug

"oh and here, we save up for that since Taylor heard you like those"

Logan said as you open the box your eyes shine on the green socks

Once again you tear up

"THANK YOU EVERYONE I LOVE YOU ALL"

they all laugh and hugged you as the celebration goes on

[chrrychills]

HIII so I'm the person that requested ash n Ben x grunge! Reader and KSFKDLDK it was literally amazing and I need more SO can I please request 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘣𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 🙈 🙈🙇🏻🙇🏻( and my life is yours) TYSM HAVE A NICE DAY N REMEMBER TO DRINK WATER 🙇🏻🙇🏻

you do it to yourself .

aiden, tyler, taylor & logan « grunge band s/o!

aiden clark:

•genuinely thinks you're the coolest person ever. he's just so in love with you and your music, and best believe he'll tell you whenever he gets the chance.

•loves watching you practice. will sit there for hours watching you sing and play guitar and won't get bored.

•he makes fast friends with your bandmates, and you all hang out quite often! they love how energetic and supportive he is, so they'll gladly invite him to watch the band practice or even just hang out!

•listening to your music whenever he gets the chance. he'll have headphones in during classes he doesn't share with you, because he likes your voice.

•his lock screen is a picture of you on stage, playing guitar and singing into a mic. he's convinced it's the best picture he's ever taken of anyone and can not be persuaded to think otherwise.

•offers to buy equipment, pay for repairs, or just anything the band needs in general. your bandmates usually decline because they'd feel bad spending his money, and he respects that. if you decline, though, he'll pay for it anyways.

tyler hernandez:

•at first, he doesn't really care too much about your music or your band. he's supportive, obviously, but he doesn't go out of his way to go to practices or anything like that.

•once he meets your bandmates, though, that changes. he really likes all of them and has told you that many times.

•he's pretty busy, so he won't come to practices often but he will go to any shows or events you have!

•you and your bandmates make sure to show up to every baseball game, and you all sit with taylor in the front row of the bleachers.

•listening to you sing helps him concentrate, so he'll listen to your music while he's studying, cleaning, and even stretching before baseball.

•he makes sure your guitar is tuned and works perfectly every time he comes over. he's the only person allowed to touch it, besides yourself.

•put some of his teammates onto your music, and they actually really like it! some of them will even come to your shows if their free, or if tyler invites them. (which isn't often.)

taylor hernandez:

•your bandmates love her. she offers to fix any technical problems, like issues with speakers or microphones.

•she's pretty busy with her club, but comes to your practices on her off days, and shows up to shows no matter what. she's skipped out on club meetings to watch you, even though tyler scolded her for it.

•dragged tyler to one of your shows. he didn't admit it, but he really liked your music and put it in his playlist.

•your music isn't exactly what she normally listens to, but she listens to it nonetheless. she likes knowing you're the one singing.

•her camera roll is filled of photos of you playing guitar and videos of you singing whatever song she asked of you.

•plays your music in the mechanic club room, and some others in the club started listening to your band. she swells with pride when someone comments that they like your music.

logan fields:

•he was super intimidated by you and your bandmates at first, and was pleasantly surprised when you all turned out to be really nice.

•comes to all of your shows with a digital camera, and takes the most heavenly photos of you and your bandmates. you all post them on your social medias frequently.

•again, he's not the type to listen to grunge music, but he's recommended your music to both aiden and ben. sometimes, the three of them go to your shows.

•your bandmates think he's super sweet and invite him to practices constantly. he usually says yes, but feels so bad when he's busy.

•his grandparents were skeptical of you because of your intimidating appearance, but they've listened to logan rant about you so much that you grew on them.

•keeps a polaroid of you performing in the back of his phone case, and gets super excited when someone comments on it.

•you dedicated a song to him at a show once and was bright red for the duration of the performance.

lacey's notes: thank you for requesting again! this was really fun to write. i didn't edit this pls comment mistakes so i can fix them.

a couple of random thoughts:

-i start school and sports on monday, so updates will probably slow down. ill update somewhat regularly, but im gonna be drowning in work and practice.

-pls tell me if u recognize the lyrics i use for my titles bc that's super awesome!

-u guys are so polite when u request i love it.

-i'm thinking of writing for more fandoms? comment if i should/what i should write for?

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What creeps houses/rooms will look like?

Rooms of the Mansion

Here’s for the dungeon and this is for the mansion…. remember the mansion layouts? That’s important here

Rouge Proxy & Wilson the Basher

they have two twin beds with one nightstand in between them

It kinda looks like a hotel room, ngl

Their dresser is shared and kinda short. They keep things like hair brushes, weapons, and their masks on it.

Their window is right above the beds.

Kat Hunter & Zechariah

They have bunk beds- sort of

Kat has an elevated/loft bed shaped like an L and Zechariah sleeps on a mattress underneath.

Zechariah’s dresser is under the other side of the loft bed and Kat uses the closet across from the bed.

The window is on the far side of the room so light shines on the bed(s)

Since this can be blinding for both they have darker curtains.

Kat has a Mexico flag on the ceiling above his bed.

Kate the Chaser & Neon Spike

they sleep in old-fashioned beds

Neon takes the wardrobe and Kate uses the closet

They have a bathroom in the far right corner and no windows

Masky & Hoodie

they have a petty fancy bed on the left wall with the foot point towards a window with black-out curtains

Their room is in the hallway, first door on the left

They have separate dressers, Hoodie’s is taller and Masky’s has a small vanity.

X-Virus

he has a pretty basic room

He has a twin sized bed with an averaged sized dresser, a desk, and a bathroom.

There’s a window on the right side of his bed. He keeps it really fucking cozy.

Puppeteer

His strings hand from the ceiling to make a hammock.

A Canada flag is hanging in the back of the room.

No windows with a barrels used closet in the back.

Clockwork

They share a room.

Lots of fairy lights around the window with light coloured curtains.

She prefers natural light. She has a hand-made clock above her door and a queen sized bed with the foot facing the door.

She keeps it tidy. Her room is closest to the door of the cabin and the walls are thin. So she has a hook on the wall that holds her coat, a hoodie, and noise cancelling headphones.

She has a little holder in her closet- the far left corner- for her weapons/blades.

Jane & Nina the Killer

When you walk in, Nina’s bed is on the far wall, head on flush against the right side and Jane’s is set vertically a meter or so away from Nina’s.

Nina’s dresser is right up against the back wall with a full body mirror on the closet door which is right across from her bed.

Jane’s bed is across from the bathroom which her dresser set horizontally against the wall at the foot of her bed.

They have a few hanging plants that both are in charge of caring for.

Nathan the Nobody

First apartment to the T

BEN Drowned and Lost Silver live in the scream. It’s best described in my BEN Drowned HCs post.

L. Jack and Jill live in their boxes still- they’ve just been ‘expanded’

Jason lives in his workshop and Candy hangs out with Jason.

Jeff the Killer

It looks like a hospital room kinda.

The bed looks like it would be from one of those old timey shows in the mental ward.

The window is on the right side of his bed. The head of which is on the wall on your right when you walk in.

He has a dresser across from the foot with a tiny TV on the wall and a full-body mirror to the right.

His ‘desk’ is just a table he puts scar medicine and bandages on just in case he needs it, along with a first-aid kit.

His room’s door is on the back wall in the far left corner of the living room. His bathroom is then in the left wall on the far left corner.

Ticci Toby

think of a dude's first apartment.

He has a mattress with sheets, a chest for a nightstand, a little coat rack in the corner for his mask, axes, and goggles, and that’s about it.

His room is in the back room of the OR cabin. The laundry room is right next to him, so he has easy access to it. He’s always first on laundry day

Liu Woods & Eyeless Jack

The giant ass bed is in the centre of the room with the head against the left wall.

They have a closet on the right AND left of the bed

The right one is where Liu keeps his personal stuff like a picture of his Dad and Mom and the altar for both.

The left one has Jack’s personal stuff like the broken ritual knife.

There is a Russian flag on the inside of Jack’s closet and a Chinese flag is in the upper right corner of the room.

The bathroom is on the right as soon as you walk in the room.

Their shared dresser is on the right side of the room across from the bed. It has weapons, a head mannequin for Jack’s mask, and a vanity.

The lower eighth drawer has some *clears throat* devices in it

There is another chest on Jack’s side of the bed that is what holds more of his things from the Red Army and Russian Army (from before the Soviet Union) like the shadow box with his and his friend’s medals from the Red Army, his uniforms, and his friend’s uniform. The USSR flag is draped on top of the chest.

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Header Creds: MEEE!!!!

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“Being Ben’s S/O„

He’s a bit dramatic at times but that doesn’t stop him from being the best boyfriend to you! Gn reader (I rlly hope I got his character right)

Reilly | O’Really

Forces you to help him bleach his hair

Has a mini panic attack when his roots start growing back in

As you may or may not know he bleached his hair to differentiate himself from Peter so he would be pissed if his natural colour came back too fast

“Is that brown I see?”

“What. No, where? Are you serious, I just bleached it!”

If you are a frequent gym-goer he’d go with you

Y’all are each others spotters

“You got this, lift it!”

“I’M TRYING.”

If you don’t go to the gym often/not at all it’s alright he’d encourage you to go with him but would respect if you didn’t want to

Platonic or romantic relationship doesn’t matter he’s def gossiping with you especially about spiderverse shit

“I was just assigned on another mission and everything cause some kid came here and prevented Pavitr’s canon event and now wants to prevent his own canon event! Can you believe it?”

“Ben. What the fuck is a canon event?”

Can’t keep a secret

If you ever took him in a date to the carnival he’d start crying

Average bumper cars enjoyer

Very dramatic but if you lived the life he did you’d prob be seen as a bit dramatic too

In addition to this it would prob take a while before he tells you his entire past

Like he’s given you parts but never the whole thing

Give him time and he’ll tell you eventually

Shares headphones with you to show you his music taste and Vice versa

You guys have matching jewelry of some sort

Necklace, ring(non-marriage), bracelet, etc.

Comic Ben no, because his thoughts are written out in the narration box, but spider verse Ben narrates out loud while you guys are on a date or even just hanging out

No matter if your clothes fit him properly or not he’s wearing them just cause

Ofc he’d let you wear his too granted his closet isn’t very…diverse?

He doesn’t have bad fashion sense but like his closet is hella empty 💀

That hoodie though…🦀

Gives little kisses every morning even if you didn’t fall asleep together he’ll make sure to give you the routinely morning kiss

I see him as more of a little spoon? Feel free to disagree but I feel like he would want to be in your arms regardless if ur arms are slim or muscular

He DOES NOT CARE about appearance or anything like that bro jus wants someone to love him FR😭

Back to the silly shit

He cries during romantic movies

Especially if it’s a tragic one

His sobbing ruins the movie FR💀

“God—Ben can you cry quieter?”

“I’m sorry I just can’t believe she died before he could even tell her his feelings!”

Ugly crier fs

Isolated himself from the world after watching the notebook for the first time

Loves playing iMessage games with you especially 8ball and cup pong

He definitely cheats in Uno

Whether or not you help him cheat is up to you

Just know if you call him out on it he’s not talking to you for like a week

If your a regular dude he likes to show off with his powers and everything

If you’re a hero/villain/vigilante etc. he still shows off perhaps even more than before especially when your out doing whatever your doin💀

I could rlly talk abt him forever

He’s actually pretty smart just not in a common sense way

He’d make you come with him to get his ears pierced bc he’s a pussy

I love him and he IS hella strong and shit but he would definitely be too afraid to get his ears pierced

Getting thrown into a car? No problem!

Needle near ear? No.

He can cook a lil bit

No chef but if you want chicken and rice he WON’T give you food poisoning!😁🫶

Better at making drinks

Likes cuddling with you, watching random YouTube videos, and eating goldfish

Has a ritual of rewatching all Jersey Shore seasons at least once every month

Idk if it’s canon but he def doesn’t have a drivers license and you drive him everywhere💀

[low-senka]

Sooo first chap? One shot? Dunno (maybe have grammatical errors)

"Collapse"

"-RUN, RUN!-

The icy winds cut their faces like razors while their feet push the ground with more and more force trying to run as fast as possible. God, couldn't they have even one night of peace in this world?! Ashlyn felt her chest burning with each attempt to gather air in her lungs, the desperation of not being caught by those things making her legs strain more and more.

-We're almost there, no stop- Ashlyn was brutally interrupted with a huge black hand millimeters away from grabbing her face, her breath died in her throat as the world seemed to slow down. Shit, was this how she was going to die? What a pathetic way.-

The long black claws finally touched his face, his skin tearing and splitting like fragile tissue. Her eyes closed in reflex and then it was quick, the slimy skin and the sound of something tearing through the air caught the redhead off guard just like when her collar was suddenly pulled back making her open her eyes wide only to see Taylor with Tyler's bat. cutting the creature's arm off and Aiden jumping with his knives and stabbing them into the ghost's head until it was motionless.

-Come on!- The brunette grabbed her hand and dragged her in a sprint.-Logan, close the gate!-

Logan had never run as fast in his life as he ran towards that button, practically punching it as everyone crossed and making a face of defeat that drew hysterical laughter from Aiden before Ben dragged him away to re-ignite the light panels that had been spread across the walls.

-Is everyone okay? Of course, it was a carrot top here.- Tyler said, earning a very dirty look from the redhead.- Looks like not even your super hearing saved you this time, huh?-

-It said who was hanging upside down by a centipede.- Aiden joked from the top of the wall.-

-That was too risky.- Ashlyn pointed out while watching Taylor eagerly look for something.- At least we managed to get the map of the school plan, now it will be easier to move around there.- The girl was putting her hand to her face when Taylor stopped her.-

-Here, leave it to me.- The brunette gently grabbed his chin and lifted it to start cleaning the cuts on his face, her hand was surprisingly warm but it was shaking.- Ben taught me how to do it right, s-so I think I'm doing well..- The smaller girl felt the hand shaking even more against her skin.-

-You're doing well, relax.- Aiden's voice scared them both as he walked past them and grabbed the bat from Tyler's hands, who started fighting with the blonde over the weapon.- I never imagined you could rip off one of those guys' arms. animals! You're awesome, Tay! It was like, PAW and CRASH and the thing was BLEH BLEH!- The blonde was accelerated, running around with the bat while replicating the scene.-

Luckily, the clowning Aiden was playing was enough to lighten the mood enough to bring some comfort. Ashlyn closed her eyes as she felt the slight sting of the cuts being cleaned, one of her hands grabbing a piece of Taylor's shirt as she was chatting excitedly with the boys about something.

-Two minutes until we get back.- Logan warned as he approached along with Ben who carried the two fighters onto the bus while Taylor pulled the smaller girl to sit down.-

They had just returned from that dream-like, nightmare-like purgatory that they were condemned to spend every night when the clock struck midnight, today had been particularly troublesome. Usually after that they were too tired to even move after they got back, but today felt different somehow.

It was so loud… don't get it wrong, Ashlyn loves spending time with her group, even though she won't admit it, but they were just too loud. Especially Tyler and Aiden, the constant arguments and tantrums with each other could be fun at first, but after a few minutes it became unbearable and to complete her combo of misfortune, Ashlyn had forgotten her noise-canceling headphones. The redhead took advantage of the moment when Ben was trying to calm down the argument and went downstairs to Aiden's kitchen where the noise was much reduced, the relief was basically instantaneous while Ash was distracted by the view of Aiden's backyard. A small stumbling sound made her come back to reality and look around only to see Taylor crouched down and grumbling under her breath for almost falling.

-Sorry, I didn't want to bother you, but... you know?- The brunette pointed to her own ears and Ash nodded in understanding.-

For a few seconds, Ashlyn observed how Taylor seemed lost in herself, as if she didn't know what to do with her body or even what she was doing there and that in itself was strange, usually the taller one would be excitedly telling her about her projects at the mechanics club or about some stupid thing she and the blonde did together, but she was just there, quiet. Should Ash say something? People would normally ask.. no? Yeah, for sure. When the redhead opened her mouth to speak a loud bang came from upstairs and alerted the two girls.

-I.. I'm going to see what the boys are doing. I'll try to convince them to sleep soon.- Taylor held Ash's hand briefly and offered a nervous smile? Shy? God, Ash wasn't good with emotions.- Don't take too long, okay?- And then Taylor left without giving a chance for a response.-

What the hell had that been? Taylor was usually warm, but this time she seemed to actually shy away from being around Ashlyn for more than a few uncomfortable seconds… had the redhead done something? Going through her memories was an easy task and after some time considering and going through memories, no, Ash hadn't done anything wrong... she thinks. Strangely, Ash felt like holding Taylor when he saw her leaving the kitchen, but she just didn't move.

At the top of the house, Tyler had just thrown Aiden on his back on the floor with much more force than expected, causing a very loud noise and some groans of pain from the blonde and his sister appearing at the door saying that they better go to sleep soon and that she would be back soon, she would just go to the bathroom first. The boys followed what Taylor said, well, almost all of them. Aiden jumped up and headed to the bathroom where he found Taylor feverishly washing her hands. The blonde felt his smile falter as he quickly turned off the water and grabbed the girl's shaking hands in his.

-Dirty, dirty, dirty, no not dirty anymore.- The blonde hummed as he held and shook his reddish hands carefully this time.-

Looking at her own hands was proving to be a challenge for Taylor, she for some reason could still feel the blood staining them and see the cuts on Ash's face, it was terrifying and she hopes she didn't react too badly when she looked at her face. Maybe it's some new side effect or something like that.

-Hehe carrot top gave us a good scare.- The shorter one managed to joke, eliciting a silly smile from Taylor who laughed lightly afterwards.-

-She'll kill you if she hears you calling her that.- The brunette retorts, knowing full well that Ash must have heard it one way or another and making Aiden laugh.-

-She loves me, she would never kill me.- Aiden shook his hand playfully and then dragged her to the bedroom to lie down, throwing themselves at Ash as soon as they saw her lying in the corner of the bed.-

-By God just one night?!- The friends laughed and crowded around the redhead, Logan and Tyler on the sides, Ben serving as a pillow and the two idiots on top of her.-

-Nop!- Aiden hugged her tight and Taylor hid her head on Ash's neck, tickling her unintentionally.-

Between fights and laughter, the group finally fell asleep, the joint warmth being pleasant in the surprisingly cold night that followed.

Vrrr vrrr vrrr

Taylor felt her cell phone vibrating incessantly in her pocket, grunting. She reached for the cell phone and saw the number that was so familiar, but at the same time it brought so much fear. Getting up as smoothly as she could, the brunette headed downstairs so as not to wake anyone, Ash, and answer the call.

-Hello?- Her voice trembled.-

-Hello goodnight. I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but we have been contacted by one of your neighbors.- The man on the other end of the line sighed as some screams sounded in the background.- Your mother has collapsed and we are taking her to the Lannister hospital, for Please register as an escort as soon as possible.- Her blood was freezing.-

The next few minutes were a blur as the girl ran to get her sneakers and leave a message on Tyler's cell phone. Jumping out the window Taylor ran down the sidewalk as fast as she could, her heart clenched tighter and tighter as her worry grew, her feet failed causing her to fall, it didn't matter, the heat in her hands and knees kept her sane enough to survive. get to the hospital.

-Excuse me!- The brunette grabbed the counter tightly.- I'm Marianna Hernandez's companion, Taylor Hernandez, could you tell me where she is?!- The words were tangled up on her tongue, too frantic.-

-I’m really sorry.-

[hannahhook7744]

If you're in the mood for depressing story, how about the BDA filling Carlos's death report

Threw in a bonus:

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Badun Detective Agency: Death Report.

Name of Detective: Harold 'Harry' Badun.

Age of Detective: 18 years old. 

Date of Report: August 13th, Year 23.

Name of the deceased: Carlos Oscar de Vil.

Age of the deceased: 17 years old.

File number: 0499.

Report: The Deceased (17, Male. Child of Estella ‘Cruella’ de Vil and Jean-Pierre Le Pelt) has been 100% confirmed to have died from injuries obtained in an accidental explosion.

The Deceased was last seen tinkering with one of his inventions nearby his chemistry set by his older cousin, Diego de Vil, age 21 half an hour before the explosion occurred at 12:22 PM (or 14:22 Military Time).

The Deceased was quickly rushed to Charmington General Hospital and treated by Dr. Dottie McStuffins but passed away because his injuries were too severe and he’d lost too much blood. 

His time of death was recorded at 1:01 PM (or 13:01 Military Time) on August 13th, Year 23.

His next of kin, crew, and partner were all informed as soon as the agency was and his funeral is scheduled for August 27, Year 23. 

For further information, reach out to Dr. Dottie McStuffins and the Badun Detective Agency.

Harry signing out.

Note: In honor of Carlos de Vil’s memory, a section featuring him has been added to the Badun Detective Agency Museum by those behind the program at the agency’s request.  A plaque honoring Carlos de Vil has been added to ‘ISLE OF THE LOST, CARLOS’ HOUSE: A SAFE PLACE FOR LOST BOYS AND LOST GIRLS. DEPARTMENT OF DISORDER.’ Several extensions funded by Benjamin 'Ben' Florian Léandre, Malanie 'Mal' Bertha Fae-Athanasiou-Léandre, and Evie’s 4 Hearts have been approved and construction should start sometime next year. Plans for an advanced Tech School and Veterinarian's Office with his name attached have also been constructed.  A section featuring Carlos de Vil has been added to the Badun Detective Agency Museum. A new song by the Bad Apples has also been made by his cousin, Diego Ethan Ramirez-de Vil, in his honor.  Listen Here.

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Badun Detective Agency: Getting To Know The Dead.

Name Of The Dead: Carlos Oscar de Vil.

Age Of The Dead: 17 years old.

Father: Jean-Pierre Le Pelt

Mother: Estella ‘Cruella’ de Vil.

Sibling(s):  

Carlisle de Vil (Older Brother),

Carlotta de Vil the 1st (Older Sister),

Conway de Vil (Older Brother),

Codias de Vil (Older Brother),

And Carlotta de Vil the 2nd (Younger Sister).

Favorite Food: Chocolate, Chocolate Yogurt Pups, Chip’s Grilled Cheese, Pizza, and Dwarf Gems.

Favorite Color: Black, White, and Red. 

Favorite Toy/Object: His copy of the video game ‘Hero Rising’, his laptop, his headphones, and his tool belt.

Dream Job/Job Had: Founder of CARLOS’ HOUSE: A SAFE PLACE FOR LOST BOYS AND LOST GIRLS, creator of Canine Appreciation Day, app designer, dog walker, and veterinarian.

Hobbies: Fencing, Tourney, fog Walking, playing Frisbee, gaming, playing with dude and Beelzebub, inventing/tinkering, listening to music, going to Gadgets and Gizmos club, programming, dressing to impress, etc. 

Pet(s): A dog named ‘Dude’ and a cat named ‘Beezlebub’. 

Cause Of Death: Accidental explosion. 

Signature Of Person Who Filled Out The Report:

Detective Jason ‘Jace’ Badun.

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This isn't canon to the rest of the series.

[afrogwhocantdraw]

Favourite Benlor headcanon(s)?

First I would like to say thank you, because now I get to ramble about them

Number one HAS to be the shared playlist, after Taylor borrowed Ben's headphones at the arcade, she then asked for his Spotify because she liked his music taste

They then created a shared playlist which they listen to ALL the time, Aiden at one point hacks the playlist (somehow) and starts adding random songs, Ben tries to delete them as soon as they pop up (Aiden starts exclusively adding Taylor swift because of the name similarity)

(btw me and isa actually made/are making the playlist, it's in another post and if you have reccomendations for songs to add id love to hear them)

2. Another one (which I've also talked about before) is more a headcanon-like scenario than a headcanon but I digress, inspired by when I first started calling them "karaoke machine",

Lily taking an interest in singing, so Ben asking Taylor if she could fix up an old karaoke machine he used to use before he lost his voice so he could give it to her as a gift

3. Ben draws all of his friends in his journal, but he has atleast 3 pages specifically of Taylor (and some song lyrics he may or may not have written about her) When Taylor sees them she literally cries from happiness

4. They both get INSANELY bored in class, so to pass the time they'll throw notes to each other, they could probably fill about 5 books with the amount of creased pages full of silly, irrelevant conversations and doodles

5. They both carry wayyy more than is necessary for their friends, they'll be going on a silly trip somewhere and they'll be stocked up. Ben mainly carrying medical supplies like plasters and paracetamol (and two plastic water bottles he always refills before going anyway, just in case) and Taylor bringing snacks and any weather-related clothing needed (someone forgot their hat on a sunny day? Tay's got 6) although sometimes Tay packs stuff for everyone else but forgets herself (example being the "Cold hands" art I did a bit ago), she also carries a battery pack and like 4 different charging cables in case anyone has a different type of phone

[red-n-ded]

Little Red Corvette (Ft. The Beatles) Part One

Benjamin O’Brien lives in Brighton Falls, California, trying to escape the trauma from a protest that caused him to lose his voice.

When an old friend visits and signs him up for a street race for his 18th birthday, he buys a beautiful Chevrolet Corvette unaware that under all its pain lies a stubborn but gentle Autobot from outer space with no memory and shared love for 80’s music.

Or

Reverse Roles of AU of Bee and Charlie meeting and giving each other their named through the magic of music and insect posters.

(And yes, Bee is a fan of the Beatles bc I said so)

Next (Coming Soon)

Ao3 Sneak Peek and Link Below

Benjamin O’Brien has a normal life, or at least tries to.

Every morning he wakes up, eats his breakfast, takes painkillers for his damaged vocal cords, goes to community college for his auto shop classes, and goes to work at the beach boardwalk. It gets boring after a few months doing the same thing over and over again but it’s not the worst. He’s finally getting a proper education and now lives near the beaches of California, something younger Ben could only dream of doing.

It’s not the racing life but better than dying on the frontlines.

Tomorrow is his birthday and Ben wanted to treat himself. Days and weeks of a domestic life, he deserved for a bit of an adventure. A while back, he saw posters for a movie marathon at the local drive-in and Ben is a sucker for 80’s movies (His copy of the Breakfast Club is worn out from his 50th rewatch). He would go but the poor guy doesn’t have a car except a yellow Volkswagen Beetle that doesn’t even work. Who in their right mind goes to drive in without a car? Only the insane in his opinion.

Not too far from his host home is the local junkyard. Ben sometimes works there for extra cash or when he just wants to get his hands dirty working on cars again. For the past few days, he has been getting parts to repair the Beetle, using half of his wages to buy the parts he needed but so far his work has been in vain. Maybe on the day before his birthday, he’ll get some luck.

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

His head buried under pillows and blankets, the tired 17-year-old slams his fist onto his alarm clock, silently cursing in annoyance at the dreaded box yet forces himself to sit up, blinking his blurry vision to adjust to the sunlight. Hoping to wake himself up, Ben leans over to his bedside table, puts on his black bluetooth headphones and presses play on his phone.

“Desmond has a barrow in the marketplace, Molly is the singer in a band. Desmond says to Molly, “Girl, I like your face” and Molly says this as she takes him by the hand Ob-la-di, ob-la-da! Life goes on, brah! La-la, how their life goes on. Ob-la-di, ob-la-da! Life goes on, brah! La-la, how their life goes on! Ob-la-di, ob-la-da! Life goes on, brah! La-la, how their life goes on!”

Ben mouths the upbeat lyrics as he changes out of his pajamas, slipping on a white tank top and slightly-used navy jeans from the carpet. He goes to brush his teeth and his head naturally begins to beat, the tiredness and annoyance from before already fading away. The teen cleans himself up and goes to the kitchen to eat breakfast, turning up the music on his headphones to dance on his way to the cabinets. Thank god no one is home. He opens the cabinet door to grab the last box of cereal but a knock in the door interrupts.

Ben slides his phones down to his neck. Who could possibly be up this early? The teen turns off his music and makes his way to the door, putting down the cereal box to turn the handle. The door swings open and his eyes immediately catch the hot pink color of hair.

“Hey, I-“

OH HELL NO!

SLAM!

The house nearly shakes at how fast Bee slammed the door on his old friend. Ben doesn’t let her answer, grumbling angrily at his visitor and ignoring the desperate knocks from the other side.

It’s too fucking early for this.

“Bee, please.” She begs between her knocks, “I just want to talk!”

The blonde teen freezes. Bee? Geez, I haven't heard that nickname in years.

Arcee, the hot-pink-haired biker outside his door, keeps knocking, her requests to let her inside fading into white noise in Ben’s ears. Hearing her voice again, just as panicked as he last heard her, hurts more than he thought it would.

Ben stays silent, which is all he can ever do. His hand trails up to his neck where a faded scar across his Adam's apple, his fingertips tracing the indents of the jagged shape. He wanted to put his old life in New York behind him, a life of fighting and protesting against a corrupt system. It wasn't supposed to be violent. Optimus promised that they wouldn't try to resort to force but the Decepticon mafia attacked first and that protest became a riot, one that cost him his voice.

Don't do it Ben. Don’t do it. It’s been almost a year. You can’t get hurt anymore.

Arcee was there at the protest but wasn’t there when Sergent Blitzwing ripped out his vocal cords. She doesn’t know his pain and the trauma that riot caused. Yet, his heart longed for a friend. Living alone has taken a toll that Ben isn’t willing to accept.

Maybe for a moment, just a moment. Then she can leave and never come back.

Ben shaking hands goes to unlock the door. The wooden barrier swings open and he stares blue to brown eyes at Arcee, who’s relieved at the open door. She smiles awkwardly but tries to put up a comforting face.

“Hey Bee,” she mumbles. A beat passes and the two just stand there. Bee looks at the clock and sees the minute hand inching closer to the 9.

Gah! I’m late!

The teen quickly types into his phone, “Do. You. Know. Sign. Language. ”

The biker perks up, surprised by his form of communication but doesn’t make a show of it. “Yes, I do.”

Bee tucks his phone into his pocket and steps aside, giving Arcee the permission to enter his home before he rushes to the kitchen to eat his unmade breakfast. Arcee nodded in appreciation and walked in, shuffling her feet onto the black floor mat before taking off her boots. She looks around, in awe of where his old crewmate has been staying for the past year. It’s surprisingly big for a teenager living alone and not to mention so close to the beach.

“A nice place you got here,” Arcee compliments, earning a humble buzz as Bee pours out his breakfast, briskly walking back and forth from his bowl and the fridge, “How’d you get it?”

“Host family.” Ben signed after putting away his milk, “Currently on vacation.”

As far as Bee remembers, the raceway in New York has always been his family. He was homeschooled in the pits and learned to drive before he could hit puberty. His origins are a complete mystery and for a while, he didn’t mind until he left. It was at that moment that Bee realized that he had no one. No one on the team was biologically related to him and there are no records of his birth. Bee might as well be non-existent.

The O’Briens are nice. Their son Dylan warmed up to him very quickly and his parents treated him like any other decent person would, even indulging in his odd taste for 80’s pop culture and music. Staying with them was a great idea but Ben knows he’ll never be part of their family and that’s okay. He wasn’t even offended when the family didn’t bring him along to their pre-paid vacation. He’s only living with them and that’s a fact that Ben is willing to accept.

Seeing his true family again and standing under the same roof as someone he considered as an older sister is odd. Arcee looked different since he last saw her. Her hair is shaved and cut up to her chin, her outfit consists of way more leather and black, and her wedding ring is missing.

Did something happen to her and Cliffjumper? Hopefully they didn’t end on bad terms.

Arcee remains quiet, looking around the O’Brien’s house with curiosity. It has only been a year but Bee has changed a lot. Bee has definitely taken the time to relax and act like an actual teen. He looks a bit more round and chubby, especially around the face, but his muscles remained firm, emphasized by his tank top while not too obvious. The biker laughs to herself remembering how much a skinny stick Bee was. The headphones are a new addition and so is his attire. Arcee realized that he had never seen Bee in jeans before, always found running around without the restriction of the denim.

Bee grows annoyed at the silence and stops eating to knock on the table, grabbing Arcee’s attention. “What are you doing here?” He signs as milk and crumbs drip from the corners of his lips.

Arcee leans back on her seat and smiles warmly, “Is it bad for an old friend to visit?” She joked, walking towards the dinner table where Bee is sitting. Bee frowns, an annoyed buzz escaping his throat which annoyed him even further.

I hate it when it does that.

Her grin fades into concern, curious and worried about the lack of the upbeat voice she once remembered, “What happened to your voice?”

“None of your business.” Bee gulps down the last of his cereal and dumps his empty bowl into the sink. Bee walks in long strides, speeding his pace to get out of the house as quickly as possible but Arcee isn’t so keen to see her old friend leave so soon, not when she just got him back.

“Bee, can we just talk?” Arcee sighs, exasperated by her old friend’s stubbornness but there’s a hint of begging in her voice.

There’s no denying that the base hasn’t been the same since Bee disappeared. They all thought he died but Orion knew he wasn’t. The biker didn’t know how he knew or why her leader never pushed to find his surrogate son but Arcee isn’t the type to let go of someone close to her so quickly. Not after…

Cliff.

With a red and yellow plaid button-up in his hand, Bee pauses at the soft desperation. It hurts to hear but before he could open his mouth, any and all words that could comfort her, reassure his friend that he misses her just as much, die from his lips, even if he can talk. He doesn’t look at her and taps on the doorway in morse code, “I have to go to work.”

The pink-haired biker remained frozen in her seat as the door slammed shut.

The rest of the day went by like a blur filled with crowds on the boardwalk and bullies from his classes dumping lemonade or making his job not worth the $20 an hour. It’s almost pathetic. The blonde knows any and every way possible he could run star wrestler, Shelby “Shatter” Bassett, into the ground without breaking a sweat. Maybe a punch in the face or a scratch on her boyfriend’s (admittedly stunning) royal blue AMC Javelin could also get him to shut up.

But he’s not B-127 the Freedom Racer anymore.

He’s just Benjamin the Hot Dog on a Stick cashier.

After a thorough wash to get all the lemon pulp out of his hair, Bee made a pit stop at the junkyard. With his birthday coming up in a few hours, the young teen hoped that he could get the Beetle up and running. He grabs his red toolkit from the back of the motorized bike he rides on, voicelessly greets the owner and rushes into the piles of the cars in the lot, taking apart the pieces he wants. Grime and oil gets on his button-up and skin and the metallic stench of rust seeps into his nostrils but the blonde doesn’t mind, remembering the similar smell back in New York except missing the sound of race cars zooming in the background.

“Can’t catch me, Bee!”

“Fat chance!”

“Go faster, papa! Faster!”

“If you say so, little one!”

“Tell me where your friends are hiding!”

Wait.

“I’ll never talk!”

Stop.

“Is that right?”

Stop it!

SHING!

“Then let’s make it official.”

NO!

[unicorncornflakes]

Political Rivals - Modern AU! | Prologue

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Paring: Reader x Aemond Targaryen.

Summary: You always spend your afternoons playing and talking with yoour friend Aemond on Discord. Now that you father, Eldric Dayne, has to move to king´s Landing, you have the chance to meet Aemond. However, this is only the benning of a rivality between the two of you.

Tags: Alternate Universe/ Friends to Enemies to Lovers/ Emotional Hurt/Comfort Drama & Romance/ Eventual Smut.

Warnings: None, for now :D

Tag-List (If you wanna be tagged in thi series or all of my work, let me know): @thedamewithabook @bluevxnus

Author´s note: Pls, enjoy! Feedback, shares and comments are always welcome!

Word Count: 2.6K

'I'm just saying if I were my political rival, I'd be afraid.' Edric Dayne was seen smiling on television, while his wife, Allyria Dayne, smiled with white teeth that contrasted with her violet eyes and her black hair. Two "stony" Dornish people on national television. Edric was the new leader of the progressive party. He had just won the primaries. He  was representing the perfect centrist position that the progressives now wanted to appear, ironically. A Dorne type, but northern enough to be considered as one of the rest of Westeros. 'We represent the real change that the country needs' he smiled charmingly.

Aemond walked right past the door to the drawing room, where his mother and his sister were watching television. He just came back from the university, with his headphones on full blast, ready not to greet anyone. He saw his father in his study, working on his model of the ancient Valyria and narrowed his eye in annoyance. How could he be so calm with the election so close? If he were the leader of the conservatives, he would be genuinely concerned about…

‘We are truly unstoppable. The polls give us the majority' He heard Eldric's voice on the television again. He was entering the door of his house in Sunspear, the headquarters of the Progressive Party. The photographers milled in front of him. He was a handsome guy and he knew it, like all the Daynes. He was the perfect prototype.

Aemond was studying history and philosophy at the University of King's Landing, but he knew about politics. For that he was the fourth son of Viserys Targaryen, leader of the conservative party of Westeros. The TV was still playing. His mother had greeted him by inviting him into the living room, but he had pretended not to hear her. He didn't have time. He had to turn in an essay for tomorrow…and talk to you. The truth is that he cared more terribly for the latter, but he would never admit it. He dropped all of his stuff when he got to his room and took his laptop out of the bag. He quickly turned it on and he entered Discord. Good, you were online. The photo of your cat with the green icon. The truth is that he didn't even wait for you to see him connected, he first greeted you: 'Hello :)'. He was embarrassed to use emoticons. He always had. But, with you, he didn't care. You made him laugh, you made his heart... race... you had met a couple of months ago in a strategy on line game and since then, you hadn't stopped talking. You had asked for his Instagram, but Aemond didn't have those things. He was more…traditional. So he gave to you his Discord, where you two talked almost every day. Needless to say, Aemond felt like his heart was racing every time he saw you online. You were smart, funny. You understood him when he spoke and you were always sweet… Aemond hadn't told anyone about his conversations with you, for fear they would laugh at him. Who would fall for someone he had never seen? But, he felt that he was. He felt like he had a crush on you. He had always been reticent about sending you a photo or making a video call, so you two just talked. You seemed to understand him in everything he said and he felt like an asshole every time he heard you laugh at the calls you made. He had never asked to see your face, just as he hadn't shown his to you either. He didn't feel entitled to ask you to show yours to him. He watched you write while he changed his clothes to be more comfortable. The beginning of summer was drawing near, and Aemond felt sticky all over his body. 'Could I call you? :(' It was all you wrote to him after a long time in which only the three points, that indicated that you were writing, had appeared. His heart skipped a beat. You never used sad emoticons, except when your boyfriend had left you two months ago, and the truth is that Aemond had been quite happy about that, almost as if he had a chance with you. He thought how idiotic that sounded in his own head. But he was scared that you put that sad icon. He didn't even answer you. He just plugged the black headset into the laptop. Just when you answered the call, he was the first to speak.

"What has happened?" he asked with his usual tone of voice in which he tried not to show any kind of emotion, although in his mind it was a sea of nerves. He heard your cat meow into your microphone.

"Wait, Raistlin doesn't want to enter his animal carrier" you sweetly answered on the other end. As he listened to you fight your cat to get it into the carrier, he thought you were perfect. He had also liked Dragonlance when he had read it in high school and, of course, Raistlin was also his favorite character, just like yours. "Finally, I thought that he was not going to let himself be saved in his long feline life" you sighed tiredly. Aemond smiled. If someone had seen him, with all his hair down and no shirt, just listening to your words, they would have thought that he was doing some bullshit in front of the computer, like Aegon.

“Vhagar doesn't like it either. Do you have to take him to the vet?” he asked you, stretching tired in front of the screen, thinking that this was the reason you were sad, maybe your cat was sick or…

"No. Really, I just wanted to let you know that I won't be online for a couple of days” you said with a sigh. “My father is going to be transferred because of his work, to King's Landing, and… I'm going to be busy with the move” you sounded sad. Aemond could get an idea of how you felt, but he couldn't manage a smile. You were going to live in King's Landing, just like him. You had just left it with your boyfriend and now this... Could it be anything more perfect? For once, things seemed to be starting to work out in his life.

"Hmm, I live in King's Landing," he blurted out in a tone of voice that was trying to be cheery. You had never talked about anything before that would reveal the tight control Aemond had over his private life. He only knew that you were going to start your last year of High School the following year, that you must be from Dorne by the accent that you exuded every time you spoke or laughed and that you were doing quite well in high school. He didn't know your family name, or where you really lived. Just like you didn't know about him either. You knew that he was in his second year of university, that his parents must have had a high purchasing power from the anecdotes he told you, and that he was getting honors in his degree in History and Philosophy at the university. He knew you had an older brother, which he had to be a bit similar to Aegon from the crazy things you told him he did. And you knew that he had four other siblings and that he couldn't stand his older brother. That was where everything you knew about each other ended. Your conversations were based on talking about books, video games, music, movies, art, history... they were more of a cultural exchange than conversations in which you really opened up. Or at least, you felt that way. Talking to Aemond was disconnecting from everything around you, just as for him talking to you meant the same thing. Sometimes you talked about the things that worried you, but only really when you needed to. Aemond almost regretted speaking so forcefully in the face of your silence. "Sorry, I think the emotion... I got carried away" he said with his always serious tone of voice, and you laughed sweetly. You didn't think Aemond was one to get excited about anything.

"No, it´s okay. I didn't know you were from King's Landing,” you answered sweetly, almost as if you savored each word in your beautiful accent, and Aemond smiled again.

"Where did you think I was from?" he replied, preparing things on his computer to do the essay. He couldn't forget about the rehearsal, even though he was talking to you. He had to. If he was anything, he was organized, strict, and demanding of himself. He could only achieve the best, even if Aegon achieved everything with little effort.

"From Valyria, for I hear you speak to Vhagar in High Valyrian," you answered frankly. Aemond could hear how you shrugged, as if you had taken all that for granted and had not investigated further.

"Hm, yes, my paternal family is from there, but I was born in King's Landing" he replied, opening the document where he had part of his essay written. He liked talking to you. He could spend hours like this, and if you were coming to the capital now, he felt it was a new opportunity to start something new after breaking up with Alys two years ago, just before starting university. He felt that he was telling you too much, but that was what he wanted, to tell you about himself and for you to tell him about yourself as well.

“Wow. So, we could meet up after I've already settled there, right?" You responded naturally, with that sweet smile that was always imagined on your lips when you spoke. Aemond leaned back in his desk chair with a smile. You heard him smile for the first time in all the months you'd been talking together.

"That... would be incredible" he replied, unable to believe that it was you who had told them to meet. Luckily, he hadn't been like a nerd asking a high school girl to meet up when he was already in University. The truth is that this made him believe something more than what he really was. “Just let me know when you're settled. I'll go for you anywhere in the city, even if it's the flea bottom” he tried to joke, but he soon discovered that it wasn't his thing and he returned to his serious tone of voice. "I can show you the whole city, if you want"

"In the end it won't seem so bad to me that we are going to live there" you answered sweetly. Surely you must been beautiful. Aemond told it to himself. You continued talking some more, about what you could do once you lived there. Aemond promised you that you would go to the national library. The film library was doing some viewings of films based on ancient Valyria. He told you that he was in the fencing club at the university, and that you could even go see him at one of his training sessions. You realized that Aemond hadn't talked about himself that much in any of the previous conversations you'd had. He had a crush on you. He wanted to impress you, even if he never accepted it, because of the arrogance he sometimes displayed. You interested him. You realized right away. After all, he was online as he came home from University. The question now was, how did you feel about Aemond? You wondered as your heart raced as you listened to him speak. You liked everything he said about him. Of course you were caught by him too. You hadn't dumped him with your boyfriend for any apparent reason, other than because he was jealous of everything you talked about with that University boy you just met. You had told him that it was another of his crazy things and you had broken up with him ipso facto. But, you knew he was right. You had a crush on Aemond even without once seeing his face.

'From the opposition party, they have accused you of being against family union and tradition, Mr. Dayne' the journalist was interviewing the opposition leader again. Tomorrow it would be the turn of Aemond's father, the current president of Westeros, but now this new and young candidate had all the attention.

'Why? Because, do I only have two children, exactly the ones I wanted, and did I use contraception to avoid the ones I didn't?' replied Eldric Dayne sarcastically, again with that movie smile on his lips. 'I understand that others did not do it and now they have five children. I respect all types of family. I do not attack those who are different from me.’

“Have you heard, Viserys? He is already attacking us again” Alicent looked desperately at the television, while everyone ate dinner at that large dining room table. That night they had been allowed to watch television, but only to see the interview with the progressive candidate. Much to Aegon's regret and Aemond's happiness. The latter was interested in politics and power, everything that his older brother was not interested in.

"Well, maybe if my press office hadn't messed with him before about something as personal as his family, we wouldn't be like this now" Viserys sighed tiredly, as if he didn't really fear anything against that man. He was not going to lose. He inside his head was sure. He had been president for years, and in all those years there had not been a single conflict. Nothing. He was a good leader and he hoped his voters would remember him when they went to the polls. Everyone else continued to eat in silence. Aemond watched the TV interested, while Aegon ate without desire, Helaena looked at the ceiling wishing that this would end and Daeron ignored everyone, listening to the last game of the Landing Dragons against the Wolves of Winterfell with a single airpod that he hid from in a bad way, lower his hair. Aemond sighed tiredly. Did they really care so little about something as fundamental as politics?

"You hardly talks about your family, Mr. Dayne," the interviewer asked him and the man smiled.

'Well, I don't think it's vitally important to my political career, but… it's been twenty years of happy marriage to my wife, Allyria. We have two sons, Rodrick and (Y/N). I don't know. What else do you want to know? What do I have a cat called Raistlin because my daughter insisted on giving him that ugly name?' laughed the opposition candidate.

Aemond, just at that moment, almost stopped breathing. Did you have the same name as Eldric Dayne's daughter? And your cat exactly the same? No, it couldn't be. It must had been a coincidence. It was said to be a coincidence. Yes, it must had been that. But, the icing on the cake was when Eldric confirmed that he planned to move to King's Landing in the following days to continue the campaign from the capital. Overall, whether he won or not, he would have to be close to Congress as the new leader of the progressives. Aemond stared at the TV, frozen. No. It was impossible. It was just a coincidence. Surely you two would laugh when you saw each other. It was all a coincidence. He repeated it to him again as he tried to continue eating. You couldn't be the daughter of his father's political enemy.

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Democrats Need to Learn How to Take Credit and How to Blame Republicans do it with lies. So why can’t Democrats do it with the truth? Ben Meiselas and MeidasTouch Network Dec 1

Why are Democrats so afraid to take credit for their successes?

Even going back to when they originally passed Obamacare, they refused to celebrate it for more than a day, and then ran away from that historic accomplishment.

More recently, despite President Biden and Democrats passing the Infrastructure Act, the Inflation Reduction Act, the CHIPS Act, the PACT Act, and the American Rescue Plan, I barely heard Democrats take credit for these things. Instead, Republicans who voted against these laws showed up at ribbon-cutting ceremonies and pretended they supported them. Democrats would mock the Republicans for taking credit for things they voted against, but most voters were none the wiser.

By and large, voters aren’t paying attention to how the sausage of legislation is made. They literally need to be told over and over who to give credit to when things go well and who to blame when things go badly. It’s pretty simple.

Here’s another example. Under President Biden, the stock market set dozens of record highs. The Dow, the NASDAQ, and the S&P hit records that likely meant most Americans saw increases in their 401(k)s or other retirement accounts. Unless I was wearing noise-canceling headphones at the time, I almost never heard Democrats taking credit for this.

Compare this to Trump, who took credit for minor stock market gains even during the worst days of the pandemic—between historic market crashes.

Seriously, why weren’t Democrats taking credit for turning the calamity handed to them by Trump in 2020 into an economic miracle? What am I missing here?

I understand that people were and are struggling to pay bills and that inflation was a real problem. But it wasn’t Biden’s fault. Biden fixed the issues caused by Trump. Why did Democrats let Republicans set the narrative that Biden did what Trump did and Trump did what Biden did? It’s crazy to me.

Are Democrats so afraid to offend voters that they don’t take credit for their accomplishments and allow themselves to get blamed by Republicans, thus offending voters anyway?

Democrats don’t set the political discourse; they react to the framework of discourse set by Fox News and Republicans. Call me naive, but I just don’t think this is all that complicated.

Here’s what Democrats need to do: Take credit for their successes and blame Republicans for their failures every single day. Yes. Every. Single. Day.

Democrats delivered real gains for workers. An actual manufacturing boom took place under Biden—the kind Trump promised but failed to deliver. Take credit for it. Give it a name.

Say we are living in the “Golden Age of Manufacturing.” Call it the “Manufacturing Miracle.” Call it the “Wonder of the Worker.” Heck, call it anything cool or inspiring, but just take credit for it. Own your accomplishments. Be loud and proud. Be cocky and confident about it.

“We did it! They screwed you! We’ve got your backs!” Spike the damn football in the end zone. Set the narrative. Set the tone.

At the same time, blame the Republicans for their failures. Starting in January 2021, Democrats could have held fireside chats (or podcasts) with the American people showing how they were cleaning up Trump’s mess. Make a scorecard of how Trump’s disasters are being cleaned up so Americans could follow along. Blame the Republicans for their systemic failures. Keep it simple.

If you’ve listened to my podcasts lately, you’ve heard me say, “Always be campaigning,” or ABC. In today’s digital age, you always have to be in campaign mode. You can’t wait until an election year. Your ABC campaign message has to be consistent and repeated over and over. You have to take credit, make bold promises you can deliver, and loudly blame the other side for the problems they caused.

We can all wish for the days when politics didn’t require self-promotion of successes, and people simply understood on their own who to give credit to and who to blame. But that’s not the world we live in now.

In the absence of honest self-promotion of accomplishments, the void will be filled by dishonest usurpation of your hard work by others for nefarious ends. Trump and MAGA saw that void and exploited it.

Even though it’s too late to implement these lessons for the 2024 election, these teachings are existential to the Democratic Party going forward—especially as Trump and MAGA move to destroy democracy over the next four years. Democrats have two years to set the record straight, proudly remind Americans of their actual legacy of success, and blame Trump for the failures he is about to inflict—and is already inflicting.

[tiistirtipii]

bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you-meme!

I was tagged by the wonderful @hazmatilda to answer some Bad Buddy questions! Thanks for tagging me I feel like I don’t talk about bad buddy enough these days

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

Hii I’m Tii and like Harry I’m also an Australian!

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

I’ve been in this fandom from the very second the pilot trailer of Bad Buddy dropped at GMMTV2022. The moment i saw Pran lying on top of Pat and saying

“Do you still want us to be just friends?”

“Do you”

I was obsessed. I watched from episode 1 when the episodes finally started coming out but I wasn’t hugely involved in fandom until later on

Favourite ship/s

Somewhere along my bbs journey I got converted into a huge WaiKorn fan. Something about the dynamics mix of enemies with benefits and also best friends to lovers just really hits the spot. Also make it sound good is just so good. But also I love PatPran so so much

Favourite character/s

I gotta love Pran. Me🤝Him fr. I love a good deeply repressed hopeless romantic character who’s really going through it.

Favourite episode/s

Episode 9. I loved seeing PatPran get to date openly at university, just getting the chance to BE boyfriends and care about eachother. Sure Pat got shot but their scene in the hospital was cute and we got to see Pran + the engineering gang as well as Wai and Pat getting along. Also Pat, Pran, Pa and Ink‘a dinner >>>> . Also Ink’s flirting, I can’t believe I went there! Also Korn being the best friend to Pat, sure he teases but when it really matters he’s there for his friend.

Favourite scene/s

Other than THE scene(my thoughts about it)? I love the scene at the benches in ep 9 1/4 where PatPran are comforting eachother after their relationship is revealed, the little things from the less sweet iced tea to holding hands, Pat willing to be the heartbroken one, it was nice to see them being so free with just liking and supporting eachother after pretending not too for so long. Also ep 8 3/4 with PatPran at their houses, it’s so nice to see Pran smile so widely with his cute elevator joke and the hugs and the headphones and shirt.

One thing you would change about the show if you could

More Inkpa. Gmmtv needs to open their eyes and give us the GLs we all want. (Also waikorn canon :))

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people?

Make it sound good is one of my all time favourite fics and is the reason I’m as devoted to waikorn as I am

The soulmate series actually breaks my heart into pieces I love best friends to lovers stories so so much. And I also love it when authors write both povs- you get double the amazingness!

from the tide is a wonderful magic au and I’m a massive sucker for modern magic stories and there are so many little details in this that I adore

Something about The Space Pirate and the Officer of the Law by @dimplesandfierceeyes has me by the throat idk what it is but I love it

Also you can thank @kornswasianguyswag and their amazing art for opening my eyes to the potential of the bbs OT4. I love so many pieces of his.

What are your favourite fanworks you've made?

idk I just make shitposts ok

A song that makes you think of BBS (not in the show)

Uhh. Ride Home by Ben & Ben and Juliet by Cavetown.

Im tagging @dimplesandfierceeyes and @kornswasianguyswag since I already tagged you and I love you, also @dribs-and-drabbles and @telomeke-bbs . No pressure to do it and sorry for tagging you if you’ve already done it.

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I was thinking for Narumi's encounter should be with Echo-Echo. it would be kinda funny for Narumi too destroy a Echo-Echo double than just thinking that was pitifully easy only for 10 more too show up afterwards.

Also how Narumi would be unable too predict Echo-Echo's next move because I believe it is heavily theorized or even confirmed that Echo-Echo is living sound inside a Silicon Suit, so no traditional brain

This encounter should be interesting for both Ben and Narumi

Echo-Echo has been confirmed to be living sound inside a silicon suit so Narumi can't exactly predict him with No. 1's eyes. His ears are definitely going to be ringing after the encounter for obvious reasons and headphones might be added to the suits. Especially since Ben escapes by incapacitating Narumi with Wall of Sound.

Not loud enough to cause hearing loss yet it definitely stuns him enough that he can't pursue the hero. Slightly off topic, Narumi definitely feels a bit awful about nearly killing a child. For how the Defense Force realize they have a kid vigilante on their hands: cameras.

A stray street camera catches one of the kaiju disappearing in red light and a child taking their place. Ben's back is turned so they don't get his face. What Okonogi does catch is a strange device on the boy's wrist with the same emblem that every strange kaiju has.

Although this doesn't happen until after Kafka has gotten his kaiju powers.

[chrrychills]

HIIII idk if ur taking multiple characters at a time(ɪꜰ ᴜ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ᴘʟᴢ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀꜱʜʟʏɴ 🙇🏻) if you are can I plz get Ashlyn/Ben (sperate) x 𝙜𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙!reader like readers the lead singer in their band also a guitarist but is more towards singing. Their also really close with their bandmates🙇🏻🙇🏻 HAVE A NICE DAY AND REMEMBER TO DRINK WATER!!PLX AND TY

breathe out, so i can breathe you in .

ashlyn banner & ben clark « grunge band s/o!

ashlyn banner:

•she had always thought you were pretty cool. you had been into the whole grunge scene from a pretty early age, and she caught herself admiring you from afar as the two of you grew up.

•your bandmates really like her! you all understand that she's not the biggest fan of your music due to her hyperacusis, but they all still think she's super chill and like having her around.

•she loves hearing you mindlessly strum your guitar while she does other things, like schoolwork. it helps her concentrate.

•another thing she loves– watching you perform. later into your relationship, she bought noise-canceling headphones so that she could come to one of your concerts. (you cried the first time she showed up.)

•in love with your stage presence. like genuinely. she can feel the confidence radiating off of you while you're performing.

•if she has earplugs/headphones, she will definitely sit in on practices to watch you! she's usually doing schoolwork or something while you play, but she's listening!

•overall, she secretly thinks you're really cool but doesn't want to tell you and inflate your ego. 10/10, super supportive girlfriend!

ben clark:

•he loves listening to you sing. he could sit for hours, just listening to your voice and he wouldn't get bored.

•definitely asks you to teach him how to play guitar. he admires how long it took you to learn and how good you are at it.

•he shows up to every concert/performance. he's always at the very front of the crowd, staring at you with a smile and lovesick eyes.

•your bandmates love him. he can bake really well, so sometimes he'll send you with sweets for you and your bandmates while you practice. this automatically puts him in their good graces.

•really likes your guys' music! he has your songs in at least two different playlists.

•can (and will) spend hours on end writing out how much he loves you and your music. he sees his younger self in you, which is why he loves your passion for singing so much.

•so, so supportive. best boyfriend ever, 11/10.

lacey's notes: thank you for the request! this was super fun to write!

i am super sick right now so updates might slow down for a bit, but i'll try to keep posting! also please ignore how i literally forgot my OWN layout on like two of my posts.