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kusanagihaku · 4 days ago
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⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆ months with tkdb: 1/4 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
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acquiescest · 3 months ago
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irt the lrb what would you say if i said liam & noel spent new years 2023 together in paris
what would you say if i said liam bought the house in france (the one with noel's name carved into the walls) in march 2023 and that month noel talked about wanting to spend several months in paris
which could mean nothing
#just making guesses chatting shit talking bollocks you know how it is#if anyone can debunk that first thing pls tell me!#feel like i'm wearing a tinfoil hat and it doesn't vibe with my outfits if y'know what i mean#feel like i should do a timeline but every time i try it gets out of hand#ok have some very messy puzzle piecing:#liam & noel texting/calling from time to time since jan 2020#noel splits w sara spring 2022 starts spending more time in manchester#maybe march mothers day something happened?? possibly liam & noel met up in april??? that's pure speculation though#pretty boy released oct 31 2022 noel stops wearing wedding ring#noel spends christmas in england for the first time in ages#liam listens to the smiths all christmas eve. on christmas he has a party for close friends and family (including bod)#liam and debbie go to france for the new year to house hunt#liam claims on twitter (no one believes him) that noel is with him on new years day#(((he posts a selfie that i uhhh got very tinhatty about.. don't worry about it)))#noel goes to a football game on jan 5 and he is in a very good mood#divorce news jan 14. liam's divorce playlist jan 15. allegedly out drinking together jan 16. noel does promo for new single jan 17#jan 18th liam claims on twitter noel wants to meet up#peggy's 80th birthday end of jan#liam's hip surgery beginning of feb#feb 6th he claims noel's “coming over later to wipe my arse and change the bedding he's a good lad really”#starts slagging noel off for real again in early march (he'd been “nice” since november's pretty boy promo)#news that he bought a house in france#noel does a bunch of promo at the end of march (when the 3rd single came out) some of which didnt air until june when the album came out#there's one interview where he seems very tired and hungover and he blabs about paris for ages#end of march is the 1st time he tells liam to call him. 2 months later he asks (goads) liam again a bunch of times#anyway i probably forgot some liam tweets from jan/feb and i really haven't looked into 2022 or 2021 yet#but yeah it's pretty clear they were hanging out 👁️👁️ jan 2023 and then things soured by march after liam's surgery#(((kinda wonder if noel ghosted him and then was too scared to call))) ←wondering that bc it's exactly what i would've done :/#the christmas eve/day stuff probably means nothing btw but well i'm feeling insane about the new years stuff don't even worry about it
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notiddygothgf · 1 year ago
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2/2
★ pairings: choso kamo x f!reader
★ synopsis: Yuuji Itadori truly was the best friend a girl like you could ask for, but he wasn't the only reason you came to visit. (His older brother, the devilishly handsome Choso Kamo, had always been the apple of your eye).
★ c.w.: slow burn, friends to lovers, eventual smut, childhood sweethearts, kinda, mutual pining, choso with a tongue piercing, rough sex, cunnilingus, backshots, unprotected sex, regular people au, two year age gap, PWP.
★ a/n: part two! its all smut lol. anyway, like I said, this one shot is finished (just split btw two chaps bc theres 11k words). but if u comment and persuade me who knows! I can always do another. im a whore for ur validation.
★ w.c.; 5k
best friend's brother ; chapter index
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YUUJI COOCHIE <3
|  come over tn?
|  i got smth i wanna run by u first
YOU
|  omw.
You stood on Itadori’s porch, finger poised over the doorbell a month after your eighteenth birthday. You had been anticipating to see your best friend, Itadori. But as the door swings open, what you don’t expect is to come face to face with Itadori’s older brother.
Your heart drops, and your breath catches in your throat as you take in his appearance. It felt for a moment as if time had stood still since you last saw him. He had only grown more handsome during your time apart. His dark hair was done back into two messy buns, deep bags residing beneath his deep eyes. 
Choso looked absolutely breathtaking . His fitted black tee clung to his chest and arms, showing off his toned physique, while the baggy black sweats he was sporting gave him an effortlessly cool appearance.
His presence exudes a magnetic charm that takes you back to when you were 17. His half smirk sends a wonton shiver down your spine.
“Hey there,” He says, deep, rich voice sending ripples of familiarity throughout your body.
When his lips pull away from his teeth, forming syllables and words, you couldn’t help but notice a small glint of metal near the tip of his tongue. You realized immediately what had seemed so different about him, and your eyes widened in surprise.
“You pierced your tongue?” You blurt out, unable to hide your shock.
Choso nearly snorts, though his eyes never leave yours. “You’re not surprised to see me?” He teases.
“I am,” You retort quickly, trying to regain your composure. “You’re home for the holidays?”
He nods, gaze still fixed on your red face. “Just came home last night.”
That would explain why I didn’t see you, you thought.
“I’m glad you came, though, I’ve been holding onto your birthday gift for a while now,” He sighed, stepping aside to let you into the house but keeping his arm braced on the doorframe. 
You slide under his muscular arm, doing your best to ignore the way your body bristled with electricity when you brushed up against him.
You set your bag on the ground near the door, kicking off your shoes and neatly pushing them aside while Choso locked the door behind you. 
“It’s in my room,” he said, passing you.
You followed him nervously up the stairs into his bedroom, heart pounding a little louder with every step. This would be the first time you would find yourself alone in Choso’s room, and you couldn’t help but let your mind wander.
As you enter his bedroom, you drank in your surroundings – a rare sight. The room was a reflection of Choso’s personality; band tees all over the walls, sheets laid flat and clean, laundry sitting in a basket in a neat, folded pile – a subtle hint of organized chaos.
It felt both familiar and new at the same time. The air was thick with anticipation, and memories of your whirlwind summer fling with Choso came flooding back.
You brace your hands on the door. “Is Itadori home?” You ask him, hands tracing the doorframe while Choso rummaged through his drawer. You sat on his bed.
“Nah,” he replied casually.
Furrowing your brows, you tried to make sense of the situation. But told me to come over…
“Is he coming?” You tried again, voice tinged with uncertainty.
Choso rose up from the bedside drawer, extending a small box towards you with a slight grin. “Nope,” he said.
The realization hit you like a freight train. This was a fucking setup, and Itadori was the mastermind behind it all.
He wanted you alone with his brother. He knew about your fling with him. 
He didn’t notice when the two of you had disappeared to the pantry for ten minutes. 
Though the moment you returned to see him glancing at you with a curious brow raised, you knew he had finally caught on. Even if he didn’t say anything about it.
He knew.
He had set you up.
Your face was on fire. Still, you took the small box from Choso, an awkward smile on your face, and carefully undid the little bow. As you opened it, you revealed its contents – a tee shirt with Choso’s University crest on it, a glace pendant on a fabric necklace, and a box set of your favorite film saga.
Choso had never given you a gift for your birthday before, at least not anything beyond a card. Briefly, you wondered if it was his way of making up for your 18th birthday party, the one he had missed.
“Choso…” You began, a humorous grin on your lips. “Merch?”
He shrugged playfully, his gaze locked onto yours. “In case you miss me,” he replied, tone teasing yet sincere.
With a genuine smile, you leaned over and hugged him. “I love it,” you had told him.
Choso reached into the box for the necklace, gesturing for you to come closer. You leaned in, allowing him to loop the fabric over your head. His fingers brushed against your skin, your neck as he adjusted it.
He froze. You froze.
For a while, the room was quiet. There was an intense stare-off between you two. Choso cleared his throat, seemingly about to break the moment, but you had other plans. Gently, you gripped his chin between your index finger and your thumb, turning his head back to you. 
Gently, you tugged his lower lip down. He stuck his tongue out to wet the corner of his lips in return.
Your breath hitched as your gazes locked, and the air in the room shifted. Choso’s dark eyes shifted beneath your gaze, and you found yourself drawn closer to him.
You swallowed. “How bad did it hurt?” You asked, eyes fixed on the sliver of metal you had caught a glimpse of inside of his mouth.
Choso raised a finger towards his mouth, bringing your attention back to his tongue. “This?” He asked. “Hurt like a bitch, not gonna lie, but it healed up real nice.”
Wordlessly, he stuck his tongue out so you could see it up close. You examined it carefully – it really had healed up rather nicely. There was a small, silver ball wedged into the pink muscle. You wondered how it would feel on your lips, your neck, your body .
Choso closed his mouth. “I got it the first weekend after move-in day,” He explained.
“Why?” You inquired, curiosity finally getting the better of you.
He shrugged with a smirk, “Thought it would look hot. What do you think?”
“I think it looks like a pain in the ass,” You retorted. “Don’t any of the girls you kiss complain about that thing?”
“Quite the contrary,” he remarked, licking his lips. “Why’d you ask?”
You tried to ignore the jealousy that bubbled up inside of you, deep inside of you at the thought of him kissing other girls. You had to remind yourself who you were talking to here. You would have been naive to expect loyalty from a college freshman.
“Looks cold,” you commented instead. “I don’t imagine that would feel very good.”
And his eyes, those dark, beautiful cesspools of emotion, dropped down to your lips, lingering for a moment too long before returning to meet your gaze. “You wanna find out?” He asked.
“Piss off,” You scoffed, hitting him playfully on the shoulder. But the blush on your cheeks betrayed the effect his words had on you. “Fuckin’ tease.”
He didn’t move back. No, instead, he leaned in a little closer. “You sure?” He whispered, warm breath grazing the shell of your ear. “I can show you how good it feels, if you want.”
And that’s how you wound up here, with his face buried between your legs. He kissed his way up and down the skin of your thighs. You made quick work of his twin buns, tugging the ties out of his hair.
His lips curled into a knowing smirk. He lifted one of your legs onto his broad shoulder, running his tongue along the length of your inner thigh, pressing a kiss right where your ass met your legs. The metal ball on his tongue felt odd against your skin, but not necessarily unpleasurable.
You had never gone this far with him before. You were turned on beyond comprehension, hungry eyes drinking in the rosey hue that dusted his pale complexion while he sucked on your skin – hard enough for it to hurt, hard enough to leave a mark. 
Tenderly, Choso reached for your panties. He appeared to be on the precipice of a decision. 
“Can I…” He panted, trailing his thumb over the thin piece of fabric that separated the two of you. “Can I take these off?”
You nodded quickly, lifting your hips up for him while he guided the panties off of your legs. 
He licked his lips and parted your legs a second time, fully exposing you to his ravenous gaze. 
“You look like heaven,” He breathed out, voice trembling. He took a moment to admire you, smiling at the way you tried to hide your face. “Wanna taste…”
You had never done this before. The one man you had ever dared to hook up with hadn’t bothered. So you swallowed the lump in your throat, watching him get down on all fours and dip his head down between your legs like a man with his head bowed in worship. 
Though you were far from holy, in that moment, you felt like you were God.
His tongue was hot and wet against your skin, licking a stripe from bottom to top. The metal ball of his tongue piercing caught on your puffy clit, eliciting a quiet gasp. 
“Feel good, baby?” He teased, relishing in the way your thighs tensed around his head. His eyes flitted between you and your pussy – spread open for him like a buffet – pupils blown wide with desire. His pink lips parted around his tongue a second time, and this time you watched him.
Watched him press the metal ball against your clit, rolling over it in slow, steady circles.
You felt like you could die here. 
He adjusted his grip on your hips, pulling you down on the bed until you felt his nose pressing in between your folds. He kissed your heat, moaning into you.  Then, without so much as a warning, he began to eat you out like a starved man.
“Fuck, Cho–” You cried out for him, reaching down to tangle your fingers into his inky black tresses. You had never felt so good in your life, like he had been waiting for this as long as you had. You were sensitive, far too sensitive to comprehend the way your body felt, the way his tongue piercing felt as it glided over your hot flesh.
He didn’t slow down. He licked, slurped, and kissed your swollen clit, keeping that unforgiving pace up until your hips began to jump against his tongue.
“Shit,” You hissed,
He moaned into you in response, meeting your gaze with an intense fire burning behind his eyes. His tongue massaged you up to what you know would be the hardest orgasm of your life – that damn piece of metal made for one hell of a stimulant. It felt like it was pressing right up into your pressure points, deeper than his tongue was able to reach.
You felt yourself come apart at the seams, reduced to a moaning mess in a matter of minutes, riding his tongue like your life depended on it. He stopped moving for a moment, letting you grip him by the hair and ride his face. 
You couldn’t look away.
He looked amazing, fire burning behind his eyes, fingertips biting into the skin of your thighs, brows furrowed with concentration. His eyes never left yours, not even once.
You dropped your head onto the pillow, sitting back and allowing him to resume what he had been doing earlier – that thing with his tongue. 
And resume it he did, assuming a more demanding pace this time. It almost made you want to cry – the pace, the ball on his tongue – it was almost too much to bear. It felt so good.
You felt that familiar coil in your abdomen, almost like you were about to cum, then in a moment’s width he had pulled away. 
You struggled to regain your surroundings, vision cloudy and hazy with pleasure. You could hear your rampant heartbeat racing in your own ears. 
Choso leaned back with a stretch, cracking his neck and licking his lips. The entirebottom half of his face was drenched, dripping with an obscene mixture of your slick and his spit. 
He looked gorgeous, even when his face was tinted red. 
“Choso…” You breathed, letting a breathless chuckle slip between your parted lips.
He grinned back at you. “Any complaints?”
You didn’t glorify him with a response, gripping him by the fabric of his shirt and tugging him up and over you. You searched for his lips, locking them between yours in a messy, heated kiss. The taste of you lingered on his tongue, tangy and a little sweet.
“Shut up and fuck me, Kamo,” You panted with a grin of your own.
That was all he needed to push you onto your back, diving back in to ravage your lips again. It was all a rushed, passionate haze – he tugged your tee shirt over your head, you shoved your skirt down to your ankles and kicked it off the side of the bed. He leaned back with a stretch to reach for the back of his shirt, tugging it over his head and flinging it to the side. 
Your mouth nearly watered for him. He was everything you had dreamed of and so much more. Well defined arms, pecs, abs – a few tattoos littered the broad expanse of his chest. His torso tapered down into a thin, slutty waist. You let your hand slide down his abdomen, eliciting a quiet groan from him as your painted fingernails caught on his toned abs, ghosted over the large tent in his sweats that left nothing to the imagination. 
He was big. Bigger than you had anticipated. The last man you were with was about 3 inches (which was probably for the better, because it had been your first time). He felt about three times as big as that. Maybe more.
It didn’t take long for him to flip you onto your stomach, pulling your ass flush against his navel. He reached for a handful of your hair, jerking your head to the side, then uttered against your ear, “G’nna fuck that attitude right out’ta you.”
He left you for a moment while he undid the strings of his sweatpants. You couldn’t watch. You knew if you saw it, you would have doubts. 
But you found yourself looking back anyway, right as he had told you. “Wanna reach into that drawer and grab me a condom?”
“Are you um…” You swallowed. “You don’t have any diseases, do you?”
You knew you were clean because you were so disgusted by the man you had hooked up with before Choso that you’d taken yourself to the planned parenthood in town the day after to be tested. Even if you had used a condom.
Choso’s brow quirked up at that. “No, I don’t have any STDs. I get tested twice a year.”
Oh. Okay.
Again, you didn’t want to think about how many women had taken his dick before you. 
“Never gone raw before, though,” He mused quietly, hand rubbing mindless circles over the skin of your ass. 
“Really?” You asked.
“Is that a surprise?” He retorted, though he didn’t seem very hurt by your comment. “Can’t babytrap me.”
You thought about definitely didn’t think about Choso being a father. 
“Is there any way for you to, like…” You hummed, trailing off. Your inexperience had never been more disgustingly apparent. “Pull out?”
“You’re talking like this is your first time,” he laughed breathily.
You paused. His eyes widened.
“Is… this your first time?” He asked again.
“I had sex with this one guy from my class a while ago,” You said after an awkward silence. “He was small and, like, really bad at it.”
Choso seemed humored by your honest admission, though it came at the expense of your own embarrassment. “Why’d you go through with it, then?”
“I only did it to get back at you,” You turned your head back to the pillowcase below you. With a pout, you admitted, “Thought for some reason that by me having sex, I was proving something. I was younger and stupider, okay?”
“So… you’ve only had sex once?” He asked. You didn’t realize this was an interrogation. 
You nodded embarrasedly. Somehow this was more humiliating than being spread open for him like you were right now.
“You sure you want this?” He hummed, roaching forward to tuck your hair behind your ear. It was strangely intimate. When you nodded, he sighed. “We’ll go slow, then. I don’t wanna hurt you–”
“Don’t treat me like I’m fragile,” You cut him off, finally turning back to look at him. “I can take it, okay? Just answer the damn question.”
Choso leaned down over you, pinning you into the bed, kissing down your spine. “We can… do backshots,” he murmured against your skin. “Want that?”
“Mhm,” You sighed, easing into his touch.
You had waited far too long for this for something like a condom to get in between the two of you. You wanted to feel him. All of him. 
Choso rolled back, slipping his tip between your fold and swiping it through your slick. You watched him, watched the way he bit his lip at the sensation, eyes glued onto the place where you met him . 
He pursed his lips, letting spit fall from his lips. You watched it dribble down, landing right onto your twitching hole. 
That was so fucking hot .
Then, without a word of warning, he pushed the tip in. You gasped at the sudden intrusion, feeling the burn, the stretch of his girth inside of you. He paused for a moment when the tip was the only thing inside of you, brows drawn together, breaths shallow.
It took everything you had not to cry out in pain. You had been waiting your whole life for this.
But, shit, it hurt. He was big. You felt your body struggle to accommodate him.
Maybe some prep should have been in order…
Oh well, gotta see it through.
As if sensing your internal dilemma, Choso reached down, intertwining his fingers with yours. He placed a soft kiss to the back of your neck. 
“You okay?” He asked you.
No . Yes.
“Yeah,” You bit out. “Just… I ‘jus need a minute.”
“Just tell me when,” he pressed another kiss to your hot skin. “You’re doing so good.”
It took you a few more minutes to adjust to him. Every minute, he would slip in a little further, just enough to make your skin hot and flushed. You could feel him throbbing inside of you, throbbing against your spongy walls.
Eventually, you gave him the green light. And, fuck, it was like something inside of him had snapped. He slid the rest of the way in until his hips were flush with your ass. He drew out, slowly, then thrust back in again.
It felt like he was pulling you apart over and over again, snapping his hips against yours in a progressively harder fashion. 
Choso whimpered quitedly, pausing his harsh movements to change pace. You clenched around him in response, something that made him double over. “Ah, fuck,” He gasped. “You feel so fuckin’ good.”
He drew back, thrusting into you once more. You felt your whole body jolt forward with a loud moan of your own.
With wild, passionate eyes, Choso pulled out again, leaving just enough room for the tip. Then, he slammed back into you. Again, again, again – he was relishing in the way you cried into the pillow.
“Fuck, fuck,” You chanted, like some sort of sinful prayer. “ Fuck me, Cho– ”
“Might not last long if you keep callin’ my name like that,” He gasped, tangling a large hand into your messy tresses and gripping it tightly. 
You drew your brows together, allowing yourself to be lost in the pleasure, the attention he was giving you. What would Itadori think, you wondered, if he walked in on you like this – face down ass up in his big brother’s bed?
“Choso ,” You groaned into the pillow. It felt like he was scratching an itch deep inside of you – not your coochie, but your soul. It felt like you were made for this. “ Choso, Fuck. ”
Itadori slipped into his house with a quiet sigh. He kicked his shoes off, set his bag down on the floor, and then reached for his scarf. It had been one long, hellish day. He felt bad making you wait for him, but he didn’t doubt that you would have made yourself right at home in his bedroom by now. You were probably sprawled out over his bed, passed out or playing with his PS5.
He froze when he heard something come from upstairs. It sounded like furniture being moved around, or something like that. There were voices, too.
With knitted brows, he walked hesitantly towards the stairs. Was it coming from up there?
“Fuck, Choso,” He heard a vaguely familiar – albeit very muffled voice – moan. 
It was you. You and another muffled voice.
“Choso, Choso!” 
“Right there?”
“Fuck– yes! Don’t stop!”
He quirked a brow. Then, with a sigh and a dejected shake of his head, he hid away in the kitchen.
“Please!” You gasped, you fumbled around behind you in search of his hand. He grabbed it, pinning your arm behind your back and thrusting into your sore pussy from a new angle – one that made you feel dizzy. You didn’t know how long the two of you had been going at it. All you knew was that you never wanted it to end, that your mind was a blissful haze.
Your body slid up against the bedsheets – up and down, up and down, clenched fingers leaving wrinkles in their wake. 
“Fuck me harder,” You pled.
And fuck you harder he sure did. His chest rolled against your backside, pinning you into the mattress and holding you right where he wanted you. Then he fucked you a little harder.
You were all but screaming his name at that point. “Choso–” 
The head of his cock was bullying into you, beating against that spot deep within you that made your feet fly up, rubbing the back of his thighs as if to tell him ‘ keep going’.You gripped the sheets with unwarranted strength, feeling yourself drip and clench around him – hearing the obscene squelch you made when the two of you met in the middle. 
“ Fu-u-uck ,” You cried, voice high and weak.
“Quit suckin’ me in like that,” He chuckled, though it was cut short by a deep, guttural groan as you did it again. “ Shit , you want kids or somethin’?”
There was a knot in your stomach. A vaguely familiar warmth that seemed to only grow hotter by the second.
“ So perfect, so wet ,” Choso commended you, licking the shell of your ear, peppering butterfly kisses to the back of your neck. Your name fell out of his pretty lips between a cacophony of sinful noises.
You felt yourself get lost in him, craning your head around to take another look at him. His angelic face, scrunched up with pleasure, mouth hanging open just slightly, pale face dusted with pink. Inky black hair plastered to his forehead and neck with sweat. The muscles in his chest and torso rippled.
“I’ve wanted you…” You gasped, trying your best to articulate despite the stimulation he was giving you – it was almost too much. “Since I was young – fuck .”
His hips stuttered. He pulled your hair away from your neck, kissing the junction where your jaw met your neck. 
He gripped your hair to crane your head back, slowing his thrusts to long, deep strokes that had you trembling. 
“The feeling was mutual,” Choso grunted, trying to keep himself together.
You felt your eyes roll almost all the way back into your fucking head, mouth hanging open, drooling shamelessly on his pillow, his sheets.
You were close. So close.
Those deep, lust-filled eyes of him weren’t doing anything to slow the train that was coming. Each thrust, each slide of his cockhead against your g-spot brought you closer and closer to the edge.
“You feel even better than I imagined,” He growled, and you nearly came right then and there. 
He moved his hands so that your hips were up in the air for him, bringing his other arm around your neck to pin you there. When he picked up pace this time, you felt yourself drip – like, actually drip – all over him.
I wanna have his kids .
Your moans and pleas matched the pace of his sloppy thrusts. He was getting close, too. You could hear it. No, seriously, noises like that should have been criminal.
The feeling of being filled by him was driving you up the wall – almost as hard as he was currently driving you into the mattress. You never wanted it to end. 
But, shit, it was about to.
“Choso,” You whimpered. He didn’t slow down. “Think ‘m g’nna cum.”
“Yeah?” he gritted out, breath fanning over your neck and your cheek. He reached a hand down, releasing your neck to rub slow circles on your puffy clit – a speed that felt foreign compared to the harsh strokes he was giving you, but not entirely unwelcome.
That was all it took to have you hurling towards the edge, ass jumping up and down to meet his thrust in the middle, to take as much of him in as you possibly could.
“Yeah, shit,” He gasped. He was trying to hold on for you, but you were making it realhard. “G’nna cum for me, baby? Lemme fuckin’ hear it.”
You were all but throwing it back on him, mindlessly chasing your release like a bitch in heat. The moment you got the green light, your orgasm snapped. You cried out his name one final time, arching your back all the way into the sheets, spasming wildly around him. The shock tore through you in waves.
Your hips jolted with hypersensitivity while he fucked you through it.
Choso’s hips stuttered. He twitched, like he couldn’t take another minute of this, then he remarked, “That was so fuckin’ hot, holy shit – fuck, wait–”
He slid out of you rapidly, leaving you to gasp at the sudden loss of him. The next thing you know, he was stroking himself to completion. He came with a broken whimper of your name, spurting ropes of warm cum all over your back.
You took a moment to catch your breath. He did the same. A few moments, actually.
The silence that followed was deafening. He groaned, running a shaky hand through his hair. You collapsed into the bed.
He had left the bedside at one point, though only for a moment before he returned with a warm wash rag. He cleaned his love paint off of your spine.
Then, tossing the rag into his hamper, he collapsed next to you.
You chuckled breathlessly, throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him with all of the strength you had left in you (not much). “Shit…” 
“Shit,” he agreed, licking his lips. “You were great.”
“You were better,” You said. “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk home tonight, though.”
Choso shrugged. He reached down, pulling the covers over the two of you. “Sleep here, then.”
Sleep here.
You recalled many nights of him walking girls to the door. Choso never let girls stay the night.
He wants me to spend the night with hiim.
You laughed, reveling in the irony of it all. Years and years of pining led you here, to this. “What would Itadori think?”
Choso threw an arm over your waist, pulling you closer to his side. “Fuck what Itadori thinks.”
Your world went black a moment later.
Your eyes fluttered open as you lay in the aftermath of a steamy evening with the man of your dreams. Choso, your best friend’s brother. The one you had fucked.
His lips were pressed into the slightest pout. You watched him snore, taking note of how peaceful he looked while he slept, taking note of the way his tousled black hair fell into his pretty face.
With a contented sigh, you reached for a shirt that lay nearby – his shirt. The one he had taken off yesterday. You slipped out from beneath the covers, padding quietly out of Choso’s bedroom. Your feet were quiet against the wooden steps.
As you entered the living room space, you contemplated sneaking into the kitchen in search of some much-needed sustenance. It had to have been later in the afternoon at that point – you assumed that you and Choso had been sleeping for a few hours, at least. Your stomach grumbled in agreement.
Just as you were about to step into the familiar kitchen, however, you froze. There, sitting at the table, munching on a Kit Kat bar like it was no one’s business, was her best friend. 
Itadori.
“Hey…” You said rather awkwardly, heart racing. “You’re… you’re home.”
Itadori quirked a brow, looking you up and down curiously. His eyes noticeably lingered on your neck, right were you had a sneaking suspicion Choso had marked you with his lips and teeth. 
“Hey,” He finally said. “You two finally done up there?”
“You heard that. Of course you did,” You sighed, dropping your stiff arms and plopping into the stool next to him at the kitchen island. You faceplanted into the cold surface, groaning, “How much did you hear?”
“Enough to know my brother’s good in bed,” Itadori took another bite. He placed a heart over his chest, feigning an exaggerated cry of, “ Choso– oh, Choso, don’t stop, I’m cu–”
“He told me you weren’t coming home,” You groaned, even louder this time. You were glad that Itadori couldn’t see the nasty shade of red that had painted your features.
“He lied,” Your best friend chuckled, crumpling the wrapper of his Kit Kat bar and tossing it in the trash bin. He stood off, dusting his hands on his pants, reaching for his phone. Then, like nothing had happened, he said,  “I’m ordering Chinese. You want?”
You raised your head at that, taking a slow glance at the room around the two of you. “I could go for some beef and broccoli…”
You loved the bond you had with Yuuji. Unbreakable, truly. Sometimes a little toocomfortable. This was, undoubtedly, one of those times.
Itadori dialed a few numbers into his phone. He paused, raising his brow again, “I think you’ve had enough meat tonight, don’t you?”
“Shut the fuck up,” You sighed, though you laughed a bit at his joke. 
Images of Choso flashed through your mind. The image of him spitting on the tip before slipping it in. The image of him tangling a fist in your hair, craning your head back to look at him while he pounded you into the mattress.
With a faint smirk of your own, you remarked. “You’re probably right. I should save room for all of the meat I’m gonna be eatin’ tonight after you go to bed.”
“Please shut up,” Itadori sighed, running the palms of his hands over his exasperated face. With a shake of his head, he held the phone up to his ear. “I really don’t want to think about my brother putting his dick in you. Not while dinner is also in the question.”
You shrugged. Your phone buzzed. Turning it over, you read the new message you had received.
CHOSO    just now
Whered u go beautiful
Your phone chimed a second time.
CHOSO    just now
Steamed dumplings n fried rice plz
You turned the screen over with a grin, telling Itadori. “Your brother wants steamed dumplings and fried rice.”
“I’d say fuck my brother, but tonight’s game night and I don’t want you taking that literally,” Itadori sighed. Still, he unmuted himself, telling the woman on the other side of the phone, “Another order of fried rice and dumplings, too, please.”
Yuuji Itadori really was the best friend a girl like you could ask for.
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a/n: hi there my little steamed dumplins <33 lmk what u thought!!! I love reading ur comments and dms. again, this is a one shot, but I would totally drop another part if yall would like -- gotta show papa choso some love. comment and lmk what u think pookiesss
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         𐙚 ⋆୨୧˚ THE SUN TO MY MOON ⋆ ˚ ꩜ 。
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𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. after a messy break-up, y/n goes mia for three months and her fans start to worry about her. but then one day, she makes her comeback, happier than she ever was, as she releases a new romantic song dedicated to her new mysterious lover, 'the sun' which sends her fans into frenzy as they try to figure out who her muse is.
💌 lewis hamilton x fem! singer! reader (social media au)
# author's note : this has nothing to do with the latest news on njr btw as it's been in the works long before the official news about his split with his ex. but with that being said, i do not condone any of his actions. anyways, i loved making this & i hope you'll have fun reading it !
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ps new music coming out soon !
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lalalalisa_m 🩷
sooyaaa_ 🤍
roses_are_rosie love u xx
dualipa so pretty <3
conangray the queen is back !!
oliviarodrigo omg y/n new music !! 🥹
dior gorgeous !!
chanelofficial stunning !!
wkorea 🫶🫶🫶
adidasoriginals our favourite girl ☺️
troyesivan 😚
annehathaway 😘
calvinklein our ambassador everyone !!
user04 AAAHHH Y/N IS HOME THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT Y/N IS HOME !!!!
user10 omg girl we missed you so much 😭
user90 it girl vibes 🤍🎀
user45 MARRY ME Y/N
user57 WE LOVE YOU Y/N
user89 MOTHER IS BACK
user32 i love ur fit y/n !!
user81 y/n i know i can treat you better 😞
user38 Y/N NEW MUSIC SOON LFG !!!
user12 I HOPE THE NEW SONG IS A DISS TRACK JUST LIKE 'SOLO'
-> user54 solo isn't a diss track though ?? 😭😭
-> user12 i mean ok it's not like a rap diss track but she's still making fun of her prev ex and their break-up in it yk so it is kinda a diss track
-> user66 SO TRUE OP I NEED A SEQUEL TO SOLO
user11 where did you get that dress ??
user55 😍
user40 OUR PRINCESS !!! 🥹🥹
user29 Y/N NEW MUSIC OMG IT'S GOING TO BE HER REPUTATION ERA
user39 are we getting a sequel to USED TO BE YOUR GIRL NOW I'M USED TO BEING THE GOAT
-> user49 YOU'RE SITTING ON UR FEELINGS I'M SITTING ON MY THRONE
user77 y/n come back both in ig & the music industry ? best day of my life !!!
user22 we're going to get all the tea from this new song lmao
user19 Y/N THANK YOU FOR COMING BACK TODAY BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER !!!
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blackpinkofficial y/n's 'you & me' is out now !
#Y/N #BLACKPINK #YOUANDME #OUTNOW #YG
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lalalalisa_m go y/n !!!!!
sooyaaa_ 🥰🥰🥰
roses_are_rosie we're always so proud of u 🩷
sabrinacarpenter 🌙🎀
mileycyrus ❤️
barbie our moon princess barbie !!
nail_unistella 🫶🫶
adidasoriginals i love you & me dancing in the moonlight 🤭
prada wow !! 🤍
nasa red moon only for y/n ❤️🌙
spotify been on repeat all. day. long 🗣️
carmenmmundt i love this song so much 😘
-> yourinstagram aww thank you carmen 🤍🎀
-> user11 ariana what are you doing here 🤨
-> user30 HOLD UPPP Y/N AND CARMEN KNOW EACH OTHER ???
-> user46 what in the multiverse of madness...
mercesdesamgf1 ☺️❤️
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user25 AHHH I LOVE THIS SONG Y/N IT'S SO CATCHY
user34 SOTY SOTY SOTY
user69 if y/n has millions of fans, i am one of them. if y/n has ten fans, i am one of them. if y/n has only one fan, i am that fan. if y/n has no fans, that means i am no longer on earth. if the world against y/n, i am against the world.
user77 am i the only one confused with the song & its lyrics lol
-> user81 no you're not alone bestie 😭
-> user90 the way we all thought it was going to be y/n's reputation era.. 🤡
-> user77 we're all just part of a circus
user16 Y/N ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS
user48 gosh y/n you look so good in that red dress 😍
user52 THE DANCE PERFORMANCE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL I NEARLY CRIED
user33 what's carmen & the mercedes account doing in the comments and why did lewis like this post.. something is very sus and i intend to find out what it is 🧐🕵️‍♀️
-> user26 op sherlock holmes mode activated
-> user33 i am already digging through gossip accounts and articles
-> user24 maybe we're getting merc x y/n collab ? like a sponsor or something ?
-> user33 perhaps.. but something feels slightly off 🤔
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plus44world 🌙
mission44 🤩
roscoelovescoco roscoe's love's the's moon's !
user63 WHAT THE HECK LEWIS
user99 LEWIS SOFT LAUNCH ??? HELLO ???
user43 SIR LEWIS CARL DAVIDSON HAMILTON MBE HonFREng WHAT IS THIS
-> user45 HELP NOT THE GOVERNMENT NAME 💀
-> user01 THE NAME IS TAKING ME OUTTTTT
user65 the drawings in the second slide is so cute though 🥹
user11 DROP HER @ MAN C'MON WE WANNA KNOW WHO SHE IS
user23 did my eyes glitch or did i just see " liked by yourinstagram " for a hot second
-> user49 YOU'RE NOT ALONE @/user23 I THOUGHT I SAW HER NAME BUT WHEN I REFRESHED THE PAGE, THE LIKE WAS GONE
-> user29 I SWORE I SAW HER @ TOO BUT I THOUGHT I WAS BEING TOO DELULU
-> user26 y/n really thought we wouldn't catch her 😭
user34 NOOOO LEWIS IS TAKEN 😭
user75 icb this man is soft launching on us...
user33 this is extremely suspicious considering the interactions we've gotten in the past days .. and the fact that it's related to the moon and y/n released a song about dancing in the moonlight just a few days ago.. 🧐
-> user28 MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY !!!
-> user42 chill guys i don't think they're together.. they live in completely different worlds y'know
-> user06 mhm yeah that's true 😞 although it would've been so nice to see a singer and a driver together.. imagine the power they'd hold !
user44 i've connected the dots
-> user63 you didn't connect shit
-> user44 I'VE CONNECTED THEM
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f1gossip lewis was caught leaving the paddock with a girl after the qualis today ! one of our followers who attended the qualis today provided these pictures. they could not get a clear view of the girl's face but they suspect that she's his girlfriend as they were holding hands and were also hugging each other. who do you think this mysterious girl is and could she be the one he posted on his account a few days back ?
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user04 i did not expect tea on lewis today but i love it
user06 it's been a while since we've had a lewis dating rumour.. i hope she's his gf 🥹
user08 why does she look kinda familiar...
user10 she must be that girl he posted on his account
user28 ugh must be another girl just using him and his popularity for clout
user36 who cares ? she's probably just some girl who wants to mooch money & fame off of him
user40 why is it that every time a driver is seen with a girl or gets a new girlfriend, people automatically assume that the girl just wants fame and is just using the drivers for clout 💀
-> user56 fr like they've forgotten that a little thing called love exists..
user12 is it just me or does she look like that girl who was with lewis & george today
-> user14 yes she does
-> user16 who ?
-> user18 @/user16 they mean y/n y/l/n, a member of blackpink ! she was invited to the mercedes garage today !
-> user14 oh the pretty girl wearing that white top ?
-> user16 haha yeah that one
-> user14 honestly, if she & lewis aren't together then i'll gladly take her
-> user16 ure so real for this
user20 that's defo y/n
user22 must be y/n.. the height & hair matches and the fit looks pretty similar to what she wore today
user26 probably y/n.. lewis and her were talking like as if they've known each other for a long time and she already seems pretty close with the mercedes team, george and carmen too
user24 i hope it's y/n her & lewis would be such a hot couple
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yourinstagram looking forward to making great memories with you all ! 🤍
user47 OMGMGMGM Y/N MERCEDES AMBASSADOR !!!
user49 WE GOT OUR Y/N X MERCEDES COLLAB LFG
user99 YESSSS Y/N MERC AMBASSADOR CONFIRMED I LOVE THIS
user97 my favourite celeb & my favourite f1 team 🥰
user95 before any hate comments come in — y/n genuinely loves f1 and is not using it for clout !!!
user93 istg if anyone hates on y/n i will turn into ur biggest nightmare
user51 y/n serving face as always 🫶
user53 icb mercedes got the prettiest woman in the world to be their ambassador.. they really won in life
user55 y/n's paddock fits are always so good !!
user57 LEWIS WITH THE BRAZILIAN FLAG !! oh he loves brazil so much ☹️
user59 MANIFESTING LEWIS & GEORGE PODIUM TODAY
user61 lewis looks so happy 🥹🥹 he's home <3
user63 george = gorgeous
user65 george looks so good in those shades 😩
user67 our favourite mercedes trio !!!!
user69 i'm still trying to figure out who lewis was with last night lol
-> user71 LMAO SAMEEEE
-> user73 placing my bets on y/n tbh
-> user75 y/n seems like the most plausible option 🤔
-> user77 hope it's y/n her chemistry with lh is amazing
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-> yourinstagram i love you too baby
lewishamilton my pretty girl 🖤
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lewishamilton when did you take that second picture ?
-> yourinstagram when you & george left for the briefing session yesterday ;)
-> lewishamilton you really can't go a minute without kissing me, can you ?
-> yourinstagram shh you don't have to expose me like this in public
-> lewishamilton oh i think it's definitely necessary for me to expose you like this in public bc your reactions are always so adorable
-> yourinstagram you're so mean you're lucky i love you 😕
-> lewishamilton yeah, i am pretty lucky, aren't i ? i won the heart of the girl of my dreams & won at my favourite track as an added bonus
-> yourinstagram the girl of your dreams, mhm ? 🫣🫣🫣
-> lewishamilton only you baby
-> yourinstagram i feel so special 🥰🥰🥰
-> landonorris and i feel sick after reading all these get a room !!! 🙄🙄
-> yourinstagram go back to your nap, lan
-> oscarpiastri well, i personally think that you & lewis are the best couple on the paddock, y/n
-> yourinstagram this is why oscar is my favourite child
-> landonorris hey that's not fair ! favouritism shouldn't be a thing amongst your children !!
-> lewishamilton lando, don't argue with my girlfriend
-> landonorris ok sorry dad 😞
georgerussell63 why are you wearing a mclaren cap ? 🤨
-> yourinstagram that's not a mclaren cap it's a normal orange cap 😭
-> georgerussell63 i can literally see 'mclaren' written on the side, y/n
-> yourinstagram ok fine i stole it from lando's bag since the sun was bothering me i'm still loyal to merc i promise
-> landonorris you did WHAT
-> yourinstagram oops i've said too much..
-> landonorris y/n get back here !!
-> yourinstagram 🏃‍♀️
carmenmmundt my gorgeous girlfriend 🤍
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lalalalisa_m please treat our sister well, @/lewishamilton !
-> roses_are_rosie or else we're going to partner up with red bull or ferrari and make your team cry
-> lewishamilton haha, don't worry girls i'll treat her properly like the queen she is
-> sooyaaa_ good ☺️
alexandrasaintmleux y/n vous êtes si belle 🩷
charles_leclerc don't forget about my signed album 🤭
-> yourinstagram it's on the way ! 🫡
oscarpiastri my parents, everyone !
-> yourinstagram my son 🥹
-> lewishamilton we love you son
-> landonorris wow i feel so loved 🧍
roscoelovescoco i's love's you's mum's
-> yourinstagram aww i love you too my baby coco 🥹
mercedesamgf1 y'all wish you had y/n, huh ? 😏
-> scuderiaferrari yeah
-> redbullracing yeah
-> mclaren yeah
-> astonmartinf1 yeah
maxverstappen1 congratulations to lewis for the win & to both of you for officially making your relationship public!
-> yourinstagram aww thanks maxieeee :( <3
user01 HELP NOT THE OTHER F1 TEAMS BEING JEALOUS OF LEWIS & MERCEDES
user87 SO IT WAS YOU !!!
user85 LEWIS IS THE SUN TO HER MOON YOU GUYS 😭
user83 so y/n wrote you & me for lewis.. couple goals fr
user81 i don't know if i want to be y/n or lewis here
user79 YESSSS THE IT COUPLE !!! FINALLY !!!
user77 that third picture of lewis is so cute his smile 🥹🥹🥹
user75 I LOVE YOU AND ME DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
user73 I KNEW ITTTTTTTT
user11 YOOOOO OMG Y/N & LEWIS ??? WHATTTTTT
user21 THEY LOOK SO GOOD TOGETHER IT'S INSANEEEE
user23 her exes never really got a romantic song or even a post dedicated to them.. lewis really is her special person
user25 NOOOO Y/N IS NOT SINGLE ANYMOREEEEE my parasocial relationship with her is gone now 😭😭 (in all seriousness though, congrats lewis you bagged the woman of the century)
user27 i hope they'll last forever 🤞
user29 the best thing to happen this year
user28 THE WAY Y/N AND LEWIS ADOPTED THE MCLAREN TWINS OMG 😭😭
user26 y/n & lewis being referred to as mum & dad and oscar & lando being their children.. i love this silly formula 1 family so much
user24 they're my roman empire !!
user44 @/user63 SEE I TOLD YOU I CONNECTED THE DOTS
-> user63 ... i hate to admit this but i was wrong 👩🏻‍🦯
user20 THAT OUTFIT IS SO FIRE
user18 MOTHER IS MOTHERING !!!!
user22 no bc y/n looks so genuinely happy with him.. as someone who's followed her since her trainee & rookie days, i'm so proud and happy for her :( she deserves only the best <3
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lukolabrainrot · 3 months ago
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Firstly thank you so much for your blog. I appreciate your well considered viewpoint and align strongly with your opinions on the current state of the relationship of our favourite couple.
I have been fascinated recently with the different reactions within the fandom to seemingly small events. When I saw the wallpaper on A’s phone I immediately went to a group I’m part of to watch the inevitable meltdown and spiral. As occurs every time a small thing happens there are immediately very different reactions. Those who have always leant to the more negative side of the speculation immediately double down that A and L are still together and it’s absolutely Luke in the photo. From their perspective they are just being realistic and sensible. I firmly believe everybody is entitled to their opinion even if it differs from my own but I don’t believe this view is anymore realistic than mine.
On the other side (which is the side I’m on BTW) L and A have been broken up since at least the Italy birthday trip, the picture is too unclear to confirm anything and even if it is him it tells us nothing about the current state of their relationship.
I’m not really sure what my question is but I guess it’s more an observation about confirmation bias and how we see what we want to see (myself included). From my perspective there is far more to indicate a split than that they still together. I also believe L&N are currently together.
I’ve made a conscious decision to have fun within the fandom. Fun for me is believing the love we saw between L & N is real and they have acted on that. I fully acknowledge that most of what I believe is based on speculation that can be interpreted many different ways. However it is much more fun for me to interpret things in a positive way rather than focussing on the side characters. At the end of the day the only people who know for sure what their relationship status is are L&N and those who actually know them. So why not have fun in our little corner of the internet with the many crumbs N has given us and cheer them on (quietly without being in their personal SM).
Just one final point that has been bothering me is about the Spain photos. For me amidst all this speculation about A being there, palm trees etc there is one thing I’ve never heard mentioned. If she was there and his post was a Latergram why did he take a photo clearly staged to show he was alone. Why would you go on a holiday with your girlfriend and consciously take a photo indicating you’re alone.
Sorry this ended up longer than I thought it would but again thank you for having a space where we can have fun and escape from the realities of the world for a short while.
Thank you Anon, I appreciate it!!
I TRY to keep this space fun and as light hearted as possible.
And I agree, I think if you look at the FULL picture without hyperfixating on one thing, it appears that L/N are likely together atp... I personally think they have probably been together for months by now (but that is just my opinion from what I have seen).
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The anon that talked about Kaia’s vogue cover is back. My gut tells me that the official statement will come sometime after their 3 year anniversary, because it’s something that L&S article was talking about. I still don’t know how to feel about these articles, as they can indeed be from Austin’s team or it can be just L&S making stuff up for shits and giggles. What makes me believe that there is some truth to these articles, is that they predicted the breakup speculations at the end of the summer and they talked about this engagement mess months before the DM article. L&S also is the only tabloid that doesn’t try gaslight us into this “happy and in love” narrative. So, I want to believe that at least they have some valid information.
I have to say, these days, every time when I think that Kaia and Austin are still together, I remember the DM engagement article and that Austin followed DM on the same day that it was published. What’s interesting is that it mentions Austin’s absence from Kaia’s birthday as the main source of breakup speculation, no mention of Marcello or Kaia’s overall shady behavior. It makes me believe that they indeed planned to announce breakup earlier, but Kaia fucked up, so the breakup article would make her look like a cheater. Of course, her team can’t make it happen, they have been building up this shy, introverted, bookworm persona for too long. Kaia’s PR team is truly amazing, they’ve been doing everything they can to protect her and keep her ass out of the water.(Btw I’m the same girl that sent that long message about all Kaia’s relationships being PR stunts). So, why would Austin follow DM all of a sudden, unless he has something to do with that article? DM overall is quite trashy, it’s good for cheap press that the Gerbers are using it for, but their articles are usually just pure cringe. So, for Austin there is no other solid reason to follow such tabloid. If Austin has something to do with L&S articles, he still can’t follow them, because following L&S won’t look good for him, it would mean that he acknowledges some unpleasant things that they have written about Kaia. It’s also worth noting that neither Kaia’s PR empire, nor Austin’s team have done anything to shut down what L&S and DM articles were saying. I mean, they didn’t even answer Page Six when they asked for comment on their relationship status.
If he keeps parading with Kaia for paparazzi after the DM article, this will be peak comedy and ultimate circus. I hope that both teams are just waiting for the right time to announce the split, because otherwise nothing will make sense anymore. It looks like Austin has some negative feeling for Kaia, because I can’t think of any other reason why she’s so scared to post anything with him on social media. Like posting an instagram story with him drinking beer at Gracie’s concert and then immediately deleting it. It’s like he’s ashamed of her and can’t even tolerate appearing on her story for 3 seconds. It makes me believe that he wore the mask during their last pap walk because of that. Next stage will be just putting a bag on his head. I also think that they can’t announce the breakup while Austin is filming, because some morons are already spreading rumors about Zoë and Channing breaking up because of him.
There are also some recent blind items that say that Kaustin is over, I know they can’t be trusted at all, but still, worth to mention.
I know we witnessed something similar during the shooting of the Bikeriders and Dune 2, but things have never been that bad. There were rumors about Kaia making out with Bazzi(I hope I got his name right, I have no idea who he is tbh), but we never got any photo proof, unlike with Marcello. And they started looking like two corpses walking only this year, so yeah.
P.S. I don’t use a translator, just write in English how I feel like, but I hope I get my point clear.
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Girl!! I can't really add much more to this honestly lol 😂
Btw, your English was fine!
But yea, smthg has definitely changed this year in their relationship imo. Like you said, they can't even hide it anymore with their faces.
That's a very good theory too on them perhaps already wanting to plant the breakup articles, but had to halt and turn around cuz those photos and DM sightings with Marcello made Kaia look like she was cheating, and any relationship breakup article that would come out right after that would make it seem like they broke up because Kaia cheated on Austin. That wouldn't look all that great for the next Nepobaby-turned-actress Princess and her blossoming career, now would it? 😏
You're right, Kaia is definitely protected. Her team works overtime to present her in a positive light.
I guess we'll see what happens in the future, but to me, if they aren't already done, they will be eventually. The signs are too great.
Btw, I don't understand the Austin/Zoe rumors. They haven't even been pictured or spotted together outside of filming, AT ALL.
Usually, if two people are having smthg on the side, you usually see reports of them being together with each other on several occasions before the public even catches wind that they are an item. We've heard no such thing. Unlike, with Kaia and Marcello, we got sightings AND picture evidence. 😒
Yet, Austin is the "cheater"?? Like what?
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Adding more onto my Eyes Ears and Mouths AU (btw I made a silly little tag for it so like.. if you follow it you'll see when I post more oooooo)
So guys.. consider more info on the triplets (Pearl, Grian and Jimmy) and their backstory...
Tw for mentions of like. Difficulty getting food(?) and parental death/abandonment
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Pearl, Grian and Jimmy, the triplets.. their parents dead (or maybe the three just assumed they were dead.. who knows :3) and them newly orphaned, around 6..
Them three struggling for food, shelter.. everything. Hanging out in malls and small shops until they were kicked out, trying to beg for food while staying away from any law enforcement - they've heard how bad foster care could be once you were too old and how they'd split you up and they didn't even wanna try it
Them three sometimes having to split up to keep from getting caught, going to different parts of the city, whether for few hours, or days.. or weeks.. sometimes even months if they couldn't find each other. They all hated the separation, but they knew it was better than being split up permanently if they were caught
Pearl, having not only been the oldest but also looking a couple of years older than the other two, had gotten a couple of jobs young, around 13 or 14. She could never keep them long, hence the stealing even still. Besides, when you're working at a small corner store (think like a 7-11) it's easy enough to steal without many people raising eyebrows. But, eventually, she was always caught and fired, and bounced from job to job, never giving any references since she knew what they'd say, and just hoping they'd be desperate enough to hire this (appearance-wise) 15-16 year old without any proof of age or references or.. anything
She never told her brothers about any of the stealing, like where the food came from, or how she got Jimmy and Grian a slice of pie to share around their birthdays, or how one day she came home with a beaten up.. thing ("it's called a gameboy, you can play games on it .... no not games like tag, Jimmy"). She just said she was getting luckier with her begging and that's why she kept coming home much later than when she ended work
At about 15 (it was hard to count the days, but they knew their birthday was during summer) Pearl tells Jimmy. He could run faster than Grian, which mattered in a bad case scenario. Those two stealing while Grian kept begging, getting them some loose change that they saved in a plastic bag they once found, hoping to use it to get warmer clothes or blankets if they couldn't find any during winter
Eventually, maybe about 6 months after she told Jimmy, Pearl tells Grian about her stealing, and he helps. The three would clean up as best they could (so as to seem normal) then go into a mall or a small corner store and figure out what to steal. Only one would steal, the other two would be more like backup in case things went wrong
Now.. in this world, many people had powers (yet another reason they were scared of law enforcement. You never knew who would have a power that was super speed, or could freeze you still, making it easy for them to be taken into foster care) but the triplets.. didn't think they had any
Most people discovered their powers as children, even if they couldn't get the hang of them until they were adults or teenagers, but the triplets couldn't remember any time that they've had a power, so they assumed they were all powerless, which did make things more difficult but, they still got by and that's what mattered
Until one fateful day when Jimmy tries to steal a jacket to help them for the winter (even if it's a rather thin jacket)
He tries to run to the exit doors of the mall, where he can simply run among the cars and hopefully get lost, but before he can make it he gets tackled to the ground. He tries to escape the mall cop's grasp, he can't get caught and he knows there's only so long until more show up. Grian and Pearl started running over but before they could make it..
Bright yellow feathers sprouted from their brother's head, and they would see feathery wings flapping, trying to help him push up from the hard tile floor of the mall. They also saw ears floating around Jimmy's head which.. confused them. They stopped in their tracks, both confused on how the fuck their brother just transformed into some bird being when.. they were all powerless, weren't they?
Before they could get over their confusion and go over to help Jimmy, they see some ears float into the man's ears, and then the man froze. They saw Jimmy still kicking, scratching - doing anything he could to get out of the man's arms, but.. something was off with Jimmy's hands
The ends of his fingers turned into claws.. no, talons, black as the darkest night, the darkness going up his fingers where it ended.. and they could see blood coming from the man as Jimmy scratched him. And although Jimmy didn't notice it at the time, he could hear every single conversation going on in the mall, and he'd remember them all too
Pearl and Grian finally got over their shock and ran over, pulling Jimmy out of the man's grasp and the three of them running for the exit, Jimmy still holding onto the jacket and going back to his human form
When they got.. for lack of a better term, "home" (pretty much just the warmest spot they could find in an alley) they finally stopped running, and then the three finally let out their questions and confusion, although they didn't have any answers yet
Jimmy noticed how the other two treated him a bit differently after his transformation, and it worried him that one day he'd wake up and they'd be gone (Jimmy always handled separation the worst) but Pearl and Grian never considered that, they were just scared of angering Jimmy, of him attacking them like he had the man (they had all seen the news footage from a tv store, of a "yellow-feathered avian attacking a mall cop", and had seen the aftermath of the man when it was shown. They just got lucky that none of the mall's cameras had gotten a good look at Jimmy's face)
Next was Pearl. She had been running from a cop after stealing some bread, Jimmy and Grian being back at their "house" for the day, her legs so tired, almost giving out, panting for breath, unsure how the cop managed to go on but she could tell they weren't gonna stop soon.. she was slightly panicked, unsure of what to do. She couldn't let herself get caught, couldn't let her younger brothers' down.. and then, next thing she knew, she was flying, flapping wings behind her and leaving the ground
As she finally took a much needed breath, she saw the cop staring at her, mouth agape, and she flew as quick as she could (a bit wobbly but she slowly got it) to get back to her brothers, landing in the alley and seeing just how surprised and.. mildly scared they were hurt. She realized she must've made Jimmy feel this way too after he transformed.. but, as she calmed down from her panic, she went back to her human form, and told the story of how she transformed to the other too, and apologized to Jimmy for how she treated him
After that, Pearl and Jimmy tried getting Grian's powers to activate, since if they both had nearly the same thing, surely Grian did too? But no matter how hard they tried, Grian just.. didn't transform
It took to the point of Grian, Jimmy and Pearl nearly getting attacked by people who their stealing had affected for Grian to finally unlock his power. And as he transformed, the attackers ran in fright, but a few of Grian's Watchers (those little eyes, remember) followed them, shooting at them until Grian calmed down enough and they came back, disappearing to wherever with the rest
After this, the triplets worked on their powers, trying to learn of them, whether to use as a defensive measure or offensive one, but either way, it was a way to help them. Not to mention they were curious. They wanted to learn of their abilities, rather then ignoring them, as they've never seen anything like their transformations and the eyes/ears/mouths that float around their heads before
So, they learned how to trigger their powers, and practiced fighting against each other (which yes, has caused more than it's fair share of deep cuts and bed rest after but.. they needed to practice. If they couldn't defeat someone their age and roughly their size, how could they defeat a cop?) fighting or practicing triggering their transformations whenever they could, and they got pretty damn good at it too, using them whenever they were being chased or attacked without hesitation
So, for years they were small thieves, living on the streets, saving up for more, sometimes selling things they had for money. And, a few years later (and maybe a wobbly robbery but shhh they were never caught) they had enough finally for a small apartment. They would all sleep, curled up together for heat, and they cleaned up and all got jobs after getting an ID, slowly but surely. And, they (mostly) stopped stealing, not needing the food as much (usually) and they became more "normal" citizens
Well.. until one day....
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And bam! That's what I've got for today :3 y'all better not get too used to daily posts cause after work during the week I doubt I'll have enough energy to post but I'll try to post at least once on the weekends!!
Don't forget to follow the AU tag (Eyes Ears and Mouths AU) to see when I post or even just follow me since I doubt I'll post much else here (I don't know how to do a Tumblr)
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chasingg-stars · 1 month ago
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6 - What is your family like? What are your relationships with different members? Any extended family? Who is visiting for Christmas?
So! In my house I have my mom and dad, my older brother, and my baby sister(she comes a year after I shift though)!
My mom is really goal oriented and always has a plan for things! she's big on school fundraisers and never misses a pta meeting 😭 our house always looks the best around the holidays thanks to her planning and guidance, but her color coordination is awful so that's where I have to step in lol
My dad works a lot, but night times are always super special to me since that's when we get out bonding time with him. He works hard because he loves to provide and he's a total handyman, always making upgrades to the house and always has a project to finish! he seems to always need to be moving, and he doesn't really do rest days lol. it's a treat to be able to have a movie marathon with him and he always has really good recommendations for films and shows. i'm closer to him emotionally than I am my mom, so he's one of my biggest confidants and supporters. I fucking love my dad he's such a good person
my brother and i are a lot closer than other siblings due to our close age. he's a little under a year older than me (like 10½ months ik it's a really short gap) and we do not have memories that don't include the other. he is still my brother though, and he knows how to get on my nerves lol. he's super smart, but he'll rub it in my face and be super condescending in arguments. he's competitive and thankfully i'm not, but it makes game nights hard when he's doing the most for no reason at all
and my little sister!!! i love her to pieces oml she's so sweet and smart and her sense of humor comes from me and my brother so she'll say things that you won't expect a little kid to say 😭 there's a ~13 year gap between me and her btw (yea, the age gaps are so sporadic between the three of us) she's still super young so there's not much I can say about her, but we're like this 🤞 i like making her outfits for holidays n birthdays and she likes feeling like a princess so it's a win-win n we get to spend that time when I'm fitting her dresses to bond (she has a lot to talk about for someone so little her social life is surprisingly riveting)
as for extended family, wild. on my mom's side, she's the youngest of four. i have an aunt and two uncles, and one of my uncles is married and one is divorced so technically three aunts and two uncles? and four cousins on this side. one of these cousins is my BESTIE i mentioned her in one of the earlier prompts I love her she's my ride or die
on my dad's side he has one brother and four step-brothers, but they were all raised together so it's like I have five uncles. and four of them are married and have kids so i also have like,, 10? cousins idk i cannot count all of them 😭 and i think four of them are married right now? bc of how big this side of the family is it's hard to keep up with them yk?
holidays are always scheduled!! thanksgiving is split with my mom's side earlier in the day and my dad's side later, we don't always host but we try to since we're pretty central of everyone else's houses. christmas eve is with my mom's side and christmas day is with my dad's side, and we alternate on new years. we have this down to a science by now it's weird lol
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kaddyssammlung · 1 year ago
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I feel like writing something down.
TW up front because SH
So....well...
On December the 25th it was my Birthday, right?!
That day I was in a strange mood. I was really on edge. I really liked ST Discord because I felt that there were a few quite interesting humans in there. I really enjoyed talking to them. But for some reason I was no longer wanted in there. I could not post anything anymore. My posts would get deleted or a bot would show up and tell me that it was off topic what I was saying. This made me sad and mad at the same time. Because when you meet humans who seem strange like you but still don't fit in, then you feel even more shitty.
The situation in there gave me such bad anxiety that on that day I decided to just leave. Because when it comes down to the trauma responses I keep responding the same way: I run away. I should have done that when I was five but I did not. But I am doing it now even more so.
I felt a wave of relief at first but then I started to think.
It was things like “why can't anything ever work? Why am I this weird? Am I really this horrible? So many lovely but weird humans that gave me a sense of belonging but now they are gone...! You can't make anything work!” Stuff like that.
I fell hard that day.
I ended up hurting myself on my damn Birthday. That was around four weeks ago. Damn in 11 months I will be 37 XD.
I love stupid jokes btw. They are my whole being.
The urges were quite over the fast four weeks but today they are very loud and want my attention.
I keep singing ��split my skin......now just make me bleed”. How can he word such horrible things in such a beautiful way?!
Out of all the addictions the self-harm urges are still the worst.
That's just how it is.
I just wanted to write that down. It always helps :) I'm fine btw :) just had to write this down. Okay?! Yes...Jaha XD. Let's play some guitar.
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little-bloodied-angel · 1 year ago
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So my birthday is this Friday, and:
-I'm sick as a dog currently, can't see my doctor until tomorrow, and it may be covid, which would mean I'd have to be in isolation.
-In no small part thanks to my mother, I haven't hit my weight gain goal. I feel guilty but also just look awful in general, and I'm weak and in pain
-I look even worse because I've been sick and depressed during the relapse, so I haven't kept my eyebrows up after my last professional appointment, which was really difficult to do at home without equipment anyway and being nearly blind. And the appointment was in July anyway. I also haven't gotten my hair done like I usually do around my birthday. And I couldn't replace my gel nails because my mother keeps putting it off because she's a cheapskate, same as the eyebrows, so now one is broken and the rest are overgrown (I got them done in late August). There's no time to fix any of it even if I could pay for it because there's no way I can get the appointments. Even if I could, I can't call for those appointments until I'm tested negative for covid, and seeing the first point that's going to take a while
-Because dealing with my BDD and ED isn't enough, I got my period and I'll still have it on Friday, so I'm going to be super dysphoric. And only able to wear black clothes in case of stains. And not being able to take a nice bath either (can't use insertion object type sanitary products).
-My uncle/godfather is completely ignoring me
-My father has basically disappeared and hasn't mentioned my birthday once
-My mother is a piece of shit as ever and now she's taken to leaving me completely alone to go to her father's house despite me being actively sick now and not "just" disabled. Which means that I'm coughing my lungs up and with such a high fever I see double, and I still have to at minimum take care of the dog and feed myself. The last time I was walking the dog I got so dizzy because of the fever and general weakness that I almost split my head on the edge of the sidewalk but when I told her about that all she did was yell about me not being careful enough. The only times my birthday has been mentioned in the house at all is whenever I bring it up and she complains that I want everything to be about me and "ridiculously expensive things" like the nails. Btw she's still living off the money she gets both from my dad and from the government for having a disabled child and living in my house without paying rent or mortgage. So even if I was really asking for expensive things, that's my money.
-My only irl best friend dipped on me because she mixed up the dates related to an event that features one of her comics.
-Most of my online friends aren't talking to me either
-Something else that I'm really upset about but that I can't mention in a public post for more than one reason.
There's more stuff going on but these are just the recent developments as of like last month. It's like some force of the universe heard me complain about not wanting to turn 29 and also about how difficult it was going to be to celebrate and decided to make it outright impossible. Most of my birthdays have been pretty sad and lonely, especially lately, but man I suspect this one is going to take the cake. The only one that probably can't be topped is the one where I planned my super special 18th birthday for months and then I died during the party (coded during a seizure) because my chronic illness finally had it with me and suffered a steady decline ever since then.
It's really looking fucking great. Alone, looking horrid, being depressed, no party, no presents and no special food. Of all the things I wanted I am going to have literally zero.
And of course if I ever do make mention of being sad about this my mother becomes even more emotionally abusive than usual.
What's the damn point anymore?
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lululawrence · 3 months ago
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I was interested in reading The Unselected Journals of Emma M Lion after I saw your post so I looked them up on Amazon since I usually read everything on my Kindle and saw that they are free on Kindle Unlimited if anyone else is interested. You have to pay $11.99 a month for Kindle Unlimited but there are 7 Journals in the series and each one seems to be between $8 and $16 a piece if you buy the physical book so $11.99 isn't bad to read them all. Thanks for the rec btw, they look interesting!
Ohhh yes, we were talking about the kindle unlimited option over the weekend and none of us have it currently (nor would I use it enough to make it worth it, but for a month of reading Emma while my sister has the physical books?? Perhaps… hahaha)
Eeeee you are SO welcome!! I bought all of them without having read a word since I’d just gotten some birthday money and I do not regret it. My sisters on the other side of the country currently have the first four books split between them and I’m shipping out the other three today 😂 I do hope you enjoy them though, and come back and scream and laugh about them with me as you read through!! I’m hoping to read through the series once more before book 8 comes out, but whether I can manage that timing or not will depend on how quickly they can get through them and send them back to me so we will see lol
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hyuckmov · 2 years ago
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my brain is abt to be split open bc i have Another fucking deadline on thursday for 7 whole ass sketches (i'm an archi major btw Ehehehehe) and they only told us jsut this afternoon . bout to roll over and die but once that's over i'll have the weekend pretty much off and my friends are going to ikea LMFAO
currently cramming these 7 sketches while also trying to plan what i wanna do for haech day i want 2 get a cake but the bakery i'm eyeing is always rlly crowded i hope i get even a slice so i can stick a candle on and sing happy bday for him on my own GAH . i want everything to be perfect atleast for me and i want to celebrate the day well bcs i adore and love haech so much i want to be happy on his bday like he said he wants his fans to be!!!
AH OKAYYYY im excited if u ever do a part 2 know that i am always thinking of demon hyuck!!!!! perhaps even too much but until i actually manifest him for Me i will think abt him
- niki anon
BAE idk how i missed out on this sorry for the super late reply 😓😓😓 i hope u made it through all your deadlines fine…i feel like being an architecture major is so demanding so i hope everhtbjng is going okay and remember to take care of urself this summer 🫶🏻
HOW WAS HIS BIRTHDAY FOR YOUUU did u manage to celebrate it like you wanted? for his birthday i reflected a lot on how i see him and what he means to me …. i feel like we kind of grew up together even though he’s older than me and that i probably haven’t escaped the shackles of haechanism yet bc it feels like every month i’m learning to know and love a new person with new ideas and passions and little nuances in his personality 🥹🥹🥹 i could talk about him foreverrr
i will be writing demon hyuck pt.2 for SURE and i will be doing it for u🫵 HOPE EVERYTBING IS GOING WELL HOW ARE YOUUU thank u for checking in w me <3
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toomuchracket · 6 months ago
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so. this is what he looked like when u first met btw
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and while yes you absolutely would have climbed him like a tree instantly... he had a girlfriend at the time!! so you didn't really see a lot of him until they split a couple of months after you met, and only really got to know him well when your friend group all went to paris and the two of you decided to just go and drink wine instead of going cycling with the rest of them lmfao; you did fall for him then, honestly, and he definitely fancied you enough that he'd have agreed to go on a date with you in a heartbeat BUT you worried that it was too soon after his breakup for him to start seeing someone else. it just became a case of the two of you never being in the same place at the same time, really, both in terms of relationships and geography, which kinda sucked because neither of you ever felt as good as you did when you spent time together. dating rumours about the two of you swirled, of course (and matty rather tellingly never did anything to dispel them lol), but it truly wasn't until you went to your friend frankie's birthday party in february 2023 that they became true. and we all know what happened from there <3
told kirke about some bday party lore last night does anyone else wanna hear it
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cloveroctobers · 2 years ago
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1st HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Second, is there anyway you could write an OJ Haywood fic where y/n is with him when he goes to find the one horse at the old town attraction thing and instead of OJ getting knocked out by Jean Jacket, y/n does? They’re dating btw. Thanks!
YONDER | OJ HAYWOOD
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A|N: Thanks for the bday wish 🫶🏽!! I know this was requested forever ago but…life you know!? Anyways it’s here and I always try to make my work shorter thinking that way I’ll be able to put content out quicker but that rarely goes my way! I’m trying y’all! Fun fact: wanted to take a break from writing this month but…idk if thats likely… (let’s see when i disappear next lmao) we’ll see! Hope the wait was worth it and that you enjoy!
WARNINGS: language? Religion + v*mit? Possible wrong usage of the word, “yonder,” idfk, I have southern grandparents and thats the first time I heard the word lol. I think that’s it!
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this was kinda stupid.
Normally you did not find joy hating on something someone was passionate about but internally? You were surely screaming, ‘fuck those horses!’ The moment dear OJ decided he wanted to get Lucky back from Jupiter’s claim.
Even Em stared at you as if you had also lost your mind, jumping up to follow after your boyfriend and her very persistent brother.
“I know y’all not finna leave me here with Hispanic Green Day and with that thing lurking around out there?” Em voiced.
OJ ignored his baby sister, carrying on to his truck while you reluctantly followed.
Angel muttered, “I don’t know if I’m meant to be offended by that but…Green Day has hits.”
“Yeah, yeah whatever. I still see you’re going through your angst phase and you’re what? Twenty-one or something?” Em fanned her hand, turning back to you two before Angel could defend himself and spew that he was still going through a fresh heartbreak, “are y’all serious?”
Squeezing the patterned crochet hat further over your hair and let out a deep sigh, “nope,” you popped the, ‘p,’ before glancing over at OJ who started up the truck, “but wherever this guy goes…”
Em scoffed as OJ began to reverse and turn around to exit the ranch, “you’re right beside ‘em. Fine. Just hurry up and get your asses back here, I don’t have the best feeling about splitting up!”
“Slight work.” OJ called out to his sister through the window, two fingers in the air while she nervously chewed down on her bottom lip, watching as you two began to take the long trail out of the ranch.
This was just like her childhood all over again.
Em could feel Angel’s eyes burning on the side of her face which resulted in her giving the bleached twenty-something year old the side eye, “don’t start, angel.”
Angel moved his fists from his hips to raise them in surrender, “I didn’t say anything!”
“Yeah but I know you were thinking it!” Em pointed.
Sooner than you hoped, you and OJ made it to the parking lot of the theme park quite quickly. There were cars scattered around but not as busy as it could be. As you stood on the outside of the passenger side, you scrunched up your nose, honey brown circular glasses lifting as you did so, staring up at the blazing sun. That seemed a bit more comforting than the clouds lately…however the heat seemed to be glaring at you, almost warning you to go back the way you came.
“You ready?” OJ tapped your waist, gaining your attention.
Taking a small inhale you stepped forward, following after OJ, almost jogging to keep up with him, soon falling into step beside him. OJ was always hard working and when he had his mind set on something, he would always find a way to pull through.
The front gate creaked behind you as your eyes searched the scarce park. A whole tumbleweed brushed by your feet while you took in the emptiness of the park. If you thought your stomach hurt before? It definitely began to increase along with the heavy beating of your heart.
Your eyes instantly shot to OJ’s, his own round hooded eyes always expressed what his mouth didn’t. He was almost thinking the same damn thing; instead of heading through the wooden gates, he tapped your forearm with a nod of his head.
“In and out. Quick…depending on lucky. We’ll be alright.” He encouraged.
If it was anyone else, you probably wouldn’t have believed that. Yet OJ could always reassure you with those eyes and a brief touch. Honestly he didn’t want you to come with him but he didn’t have the time to start an argument. Plus with you by his side? His best company, his companion, good luck charm, and half of his heart? He had the confidence to do what he needed to do versus doing what he wanted or was chosen to do.
Slowly you trailed after OJ who, on the other hand was taking quick strides while you glanced around at each building. It felt incredibly eerie being here at a once lively western themed place turned ghost town—with not a person in sight.
This was not normal.
Before you know it, you’re hugging yourself as you loop through the entrance to the arena…feeling the walls almost suffocating you as you kick up dirt with each step.
OJ’s kissing his lips at Lucky, attempting to get the black beauty’s attention, who stood inside of what appeared to be a glass box. Glancing at the empty red bleachers, it didn’t take you long to guess what Jupe had been up to. First his invitation, to Lucky held hostage in a box, and now there’s no one around for his big showcase?
It’s not adding up.
Turning your head back to lucky who would not move, it was your turn to click your tongue against your bottom tooth. Another sound that seemed to work with the horses, followed by OJ continuing to make his own. With the new added sound from you, you could see Lucky slightly tilt his head in your direction.
“That’s it!” OJ yelled, thinking the both of you were getting somewhere.
“If only I brought my bag of parsnips, we’d be leaving by now.” You muttered, now squatting down, ready to clap to get lucky to at least move more than an inch.
Before you could slap your hands together, OJ quickly gripped your shoulder—immediately making you stare up at him in question. One finger followed, up to his lips as he peered up at the sky allowing you to see it—Jean jacket sliding behind its cloud.
Shuffling back, still crouching, you widened your eyes while OJ began to lower his voice, constantly glancing back and forth between the sky and his beloved horse. “Lucky!” He whisper-yelled.
Your eyes were focused on the sky now. The sun did not shine as bright on this side of Jupiter’s claim. In fact it was much cloudier, colder, it was much more unsettling and as the wind began to pick up…so did Jean jacket. You held your breath expecting it to dive right in for the black horse; instead it spluttered right towards the both of you.
The saucer-like creature knew that it had other guests to devour and you struggled to get upright as OJ failed to loop a arm around your ribcage and yank you out of the way. It all felt like slow motion with OJ missing you and fighting to keep his eyes on the territorial creature.
You were never good with distance. It never served you well and you were often teased by your own family; that was why you were the only one who needed some glasses, being far-sighted and all. Although your eyes were focused mainly on the sky after OJ brought it to your attention, you assumed Jean jacket was out yonder, much further than it appeared than this very moment.
As OJ scrambled back, still reaching out for you, screaming your name to what fell on deaf ears, he fought with the dirt as Jean jacket almost spit it in his eyes. And as the wind continued picking up, jean jacket got even closer, allowing the both of you to see just the opening of its mouth. OJ grappled, watching as a chill ran over his frame, while the pressure from Jean jacket flipped you onto your torso.
Your screams on the other hand, were not unheard.
OJ tussled (from being knocked back onto his bottom as well) to get to your outstretched hands. Which seemed to upset Jean jacket even further as you suddenly gripped your nails deep into the dirt, however you seemed to be getting dragged inch by inch. Next, the creature did not have much patience, deciding to lift the walls of the arena.
Would it collapse?
It barely held in the first place as wood began to fall in between the space of you and OJ. You could feel your nails cracking and beginning to bleed but that did not stop you from holding on.
There wasn’t much you knew about this UFO but the spluttering from it signaled that it was agitated with you two. Wrestling to lift your head up at OJ, it was your turn to watch in horror as another slab of wood went flying in his direction, slapping his face with a impact that shifted his entire body to one side. You couldn’t scream for him because the next thing you know, your body was lifting itself and you were flung to the side of the walls with a scream of your own.
It felt like two sacks of sands were sitting over your eyes and you fought like hell to get them open. Maybe if you kept them closed longer, you wouldn’t feel the immense pain that was beginning to settle in. You groaned, trying to move your limbs but you felt something holding your face in place.
That’s when your body jolted upwards with a shock, not knowing where you were and what was happening.
“Hey, hey, hey. Baby, it’s me.” OJ’s voice was heard and you instantly relaxed but visibly winced.
Your vision wasn’t straight and it was hard to focus on OJ’s features but one thing is for sure? You could smell blood, whether it be from his body or your own—that stench was evident.
“Looks like we’ve been out for awhile,” His knuckle brushed against your cheek as you tried to focus on your breathing, “How you feeling?”
Huffing out air from your nostrils, a snarky response was written on your stained face but you blinked multiple times to see a figure at the opening of the arena. “Like I should fight that—that—animal over there or hug it.”
Another round of red flags silently went off in OJ’s head as you stuttered trying to figure out Lucky’s name. Without question, his fingertips moved around your coils feeling for what he suspected and earning a loud hiss from you.
Slapping his wrist, “stop touching me! Let me go back to sleep, please.”
“There’s a first,” OJ lightly joked while you lolled your head around a bit, “you definitely been concussed. And we can’t stay here any longer.”
“Hm?” It was your turn for the short replies now.
Gently but firm, OJ got you to your feet and tried to lean you against what was left of the arena’s walls while he went towards lucky who patiently waited. He whistled him over, thrilled that he actually came to him as he whispered sweet nothings to the animal, patting his backside and encouraging him to lead the way out of Jupiter’s claim.
He noticed you sliding against the wall and rushed over to you, catching you before you slid back against the ground. “Stay with me, baby.”
“Always.” You gargled, finding your footing.
OJ tried to steady you but found this situation to be difficult. It was dark out and no one wanted to be out in the dark with Jean jacket lingering in the clouds. That was almost more frightening than the day time. So OJ sniffed, pinching his nostrils before he easily lifted you into his arms and began to speed walk beside lucky who trotted along.
“Phone.” OJ tried to not scratch at his already crusted over wound on his forehead as he sat beside you in the driver’s seat.
When he didn’t get any service with his simple flip phone, he searched the passenger seat for yours, finding it underneath the seat. And of course a flashing red battery was what he was met with. OJ sucked his teeth, tossing the glove compartment open for the extra car charger that (you purposely left) fit the more “up to date phones” and plugged yours in.
Looks like he wouldn’t be calling anyone for this thirty minute drive. OJ glanced at you, making sure that you were buckled in before he took the car out of park.
“Hey, babe. Where’s my—what do they call them? Spectacles. The extra things I need to see.” You pointed at your eyes, your head rolling around on the head rest.
OJ kept peering over at you as he drove pass a gas station followed by some hills, “shit, your glasses? Yeah. They were completely broken back there, sorry about that. I think you left your old pair back at the house, up in my room. You’ll be alright.”
“Yeah…I’ll just be blind as fuck for the rest of the night.” You slurred, “I really want to sleep.”
“No! No, keep those pretty eyes open for me.”
“You’re pretty.” You mocked, making the man smirk at you in the night.
“I’ll even put on some music, keep you awake.”
“Some gospel?”
OJ was shocked at that.
“You really want to hear gospel?”
“I know you’d rather listen to…dill pickles?”
“…what, y/n?” OJ sighed, he knew that was a cartoon but he just knew you were trying to tease him about some genre he didn’t listen to.
“That country singer. Kane something.” You sighed, “I can’t think straight…my head hurts.”
“I know, we’ll get you some ice soon. I promise, we just need to get in doors before—
OJ trailed off as he actually turned the radio on for you. He twirled the nozzle in search of the gospel station. You came from a religious background and that’s how OJ met you, through his mother, when the Haywood’s would attend your father’s church every other Sunday.
That of course faltered when his mother passed when he was around twelve or so. His father tried to keep up with attending, knowing that’s what his wife would have wanted but soon found the horses took up much more of his time along with raising two kids all on his own. Thankfully OJ still got to see you at school…and you’ve been together since you were seventeen.
Now just hold on (hold on)
Change is coming (change is coming)
Hold on (hold on)
Don't worry (don't worry 'bout a thing)
Hold on (hold on)
You can make it (you can make it)
Hold on (hold on)
Everything (everything will be alright)
Is gonna be alright
“I love this song.” You sniffed, your voice soft.
OJ knew that, which is why a feeling told him to stop here after messing with staticky stations. It was one of your comfort songs and that’s all he wanted to bring you after the both of you were basically fighting for your lives miles ago.
And when you reached your battered hand out for his, OJ didn’t hesitate to interlock your fingers together. Then slowly you felt the prickle of his facial hair on the back of your hand as he placed a kiss there. A small smile graced your dry lips while OJ held onto your hand, with the other gripping the wheel, his body sitting up, which meant he was about to float this piece.
You were his happy place and he was your safety.
And he didn’t let go of your hand for the rest of the night. Not even when you arrived at the ranch, the jolting of the land making you puff your cheeks.
“I need to throw up.”
Thankfully the both of you weren’t far from the house, OJ spotting Angel’s van not too far from his own now parked truck.
“Okay. You need me to help you out?” OJ asked, although the thought of watching you puke made his own stomach turn.
Freeing your hand, you held it up to him, your other shaky hand reaching around to unbuckle yourself. OJ dipped his head as he began to unbuckle himself and open the door. That feeling came around again, almost like a whisper, telling OJ to look up.
And when OJ caught Jean jacket, hovering above with a triangle rainbow garland hanging from it…Immediately he got back into the car with a slam of the door. He quickly turned to you, already waiting for his eye and you gently shook your head with a hand over your mouth.
“Uh uh.” You managed to get out, lips tightly pressed together and a face so pale in the moonlight.
OJ held out his hand, palm up for you to place your hand back in his, “Nope.”
It was decided, no matter the yonder between you two and Jean jacket, the both of you agreed to stay put in the car for the night…
And the horse statue that collided with your side of the windshield…only made your plans for the night, much more clear.
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Continue along with my summer anthology prompts here.
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monin1ca · 2 years ago
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Being Sova, Yoru, and Chamber's S/O Hcs
Word count:545 Warnings: word vomit, poor use of google translate, suggestive, swearing Note: Like in the warnings,, very much a word vomit
Sova
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OML This man is the most respectful and loving boyfriend you’ll ever get
He always makes sure to give you breakfast-in-bed
Probably the best cook out of the three mentioned
HE 👏 IS  👏YOUR 👏GENTLE 👏GIANT
As much as possible, he refuses to let you stay up late
Russian pet names. [Ангел – Angel, Золотце – (Zolotse) Darling]
Loves doing household work for you, this man would legit do all the housework if you didn’t insist that you guys should split the work
Hugging you is his number one way to release stress
Fave eng pet name is “Little One”
Holds your hand before a mission and rubs little circles to soothe both of your anxieties.
Loves cuddling with you, it’s so warm and loving for the both of you
Enjoys having you braid or design his hair
ON THE TOPIC OF HIS HAIR,, HIS BLOND HAIR IS SO SOFT AND SMELLS SO GOOD<333
Friendly Archery competitions (you always lose no matter how easy he goes on you) 
His phone’s password is your birthday😭
Yoru
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This little bitch is a bully (in a good way)
Gotta agree with every other Yoru writer,, If you makeout too long with this man it leads to sex
High sex drive btw,,,
Very much a Tsundere
Japanese pet names are more romantic [こいびと– (Koibito) sweetheart, ハニー (hanii) – honey]
Eng ones are more like (Idiot, dummy, etc..)
Unlike Sova, Yoru can only cook basic things for example; Tonkatsu, Omurice, etc
This man has a really strong cologne and ngl it's quite addicting
Loves gaming with you
MOTORCYCLE RIDESSSS 😍 
His slutty waist 😍 
He has calloused hands
His Instagram is full of pictures of you
When you are asleep he whispers sweet nothings in your ear
Gives you hickies everywhere!!!
 You guys own a black dog, its a mix of a Dakshan and a Shih Tzu; named Asa
Chamber
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Yall know the song Fancy by Iggy Azalea?? You basically live out the life mentioned in the song
This man also has you posted on every social media possible
Chamber overworks himself a lot,, you are the only one who can get him out of his study
You often trace his golden tattoos when he’s asleep
Loves taking you on trips when you’re on leave
Cuddles with you to make up for the times you guys couldn’t spend time with each other
Can cook, he just doesn’t want too
Gets the most expensive chef to fulfill both of your needs
Another man who has a strong cologne, but Chamber has a more “classy” one
Flower bouquets every month!
Could never say No to you
He’s a little bit of a pervert,, he squeezes your ass when your busy
Loosens his tie to tease you when he notices you staring
Loves it when you're flustered, it’s way too cute for him !!
It’s mostly French pet names [Mon amour- My love, Mon Coeur - My heart]
If he’s feeling spunky, the Eng pet names are usually (dear, sunshine, precious)
Author’s Note: I FELT SPUNKY, OK?? MAYBE ITS A BIT CATERED TO ME BUT NEVERTHELESS I HOPE YALL ENJOYED IT!
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caramellahoney · 3 years ago
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"The day hell freezes over."
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pairings: Camilo Madrigal x FEM! Reader
genre: flufff
warning/s: two guys fighting over you ahah - no proofread btw
PART 1 | PART 2 |PART 3
He was in love. Camilo’s smile grew, his gaze growing soft as he followed her form that ascended down the stairs. Y/N's gaze was downcast, expression bashful as she felt slightly uncomfortable with the intense stares set on her. She scanned the crowd for a familiar head of curly hair, immediately finding the warm green eyes she spent hours staring at. Camilo smiled at her and she smiled back, finding solace in their shared gaze. Eventually, she had to look away- taking the hand of her mother who was waiting at the foot of the stairs.
“Today is my daughter’s birthday, I would like to thank everyone for coming...” The older woman’s voice drowned out in Camilo’s head as his attention was solely focused on Y/N. He took a step forward, eager for the speech to end so he could finally approach her.
“I suggest you step back, amigo. Wouldn’t want you to get in the way.” A voice spoke, tone sugar-sweet. Camilo’s eyes met with a familiar annoying shade of brown and he scowled, Santiago De Leon.
He had moved to the village last month, his family possessing magical powers like the Madrigals. Camilo would've welcomed him with open arms if it weren't for the fact that he's been making moves on Y/N. Santiago caught his pissed-off expression and let a smug grin spread across his face. The Spaniard adjusted the bouquet of flowers in his hands, paying no mind to the Madrigal beside him.
“Get in the way of what? You and the exit? I don’t get why you keep trying. She’s my best friend, not yours.” Camilo snarled, crossing his arms as he narrowed his eyes at the bouquet of flowers in Santiago's hands. The boy just snorted and turned to Camilo, staring him down.
“Si. She just sees you as her ���best friend’. Guess that gives me a better chance.” Camilo choked on his breath, stuttering and stumbling on his words. Santiago eyed him carefully, taking a step closer towards the Afro-Latino boy. He patted Camilo’s back and threw an arm around the boy’s shoulder.
“Sometimes people value friendship more than anything. If you’re not careful, your relationship with her will crash and burn. In a split second, poof. Gone.” Santiago leaned down close to Camilo’s face, waving his hands in the air as he spoke in a hushed tone. The Spaniard faked a sympathetic expression, rubbing Camilo’s arm before pushing the Madrigal away; dropping the act and laughing arrogantly.
“Perhaps the truth holds too much weight.”
“You-” Camilo bit his tongue and grit his teeth. ‘Keep calm- he’s trying to get on your nerves.’ Camilo shut his eyes and took a deep breath to compose himself. He turned back and sent the boy a strained grin, gripping the edges of his ruana tightly. If Santiago thinks he was just going to stand by and let him steal his girl away, he was dead wrong. Camilo grumbled a quiet “Cabrón.” under his breath, sending the boy a side-glare.
“Relax, mi amigo. Just lend me your ear. Let’s stay out of each other’s way and let her decide.” Santiago spoke as he waved a hand in the air dismissively. Camilo stilled, he let his mouth quirk ever so slightly, certainly not a smile, but it was awfully close. He stared at Santiago, a glint of something mischievous and dangerous in his eyes.
“I hate to tell you this but your fantasies just won’t happen. You do however have yourself a deal amigo.” Camilo raised his hand, flicking it upward ever so slightly. Santiago hummed and gripped the shapeshifter’s hand tight, shaking it firmly.
“Looks like you have yourself some competition.” Santiago muttered as he quickly retreated his hand. The Spaniards face twisted into one of disgust as he wiped his hand on his pants. Camilo mirrored his expression, competition? This bastardo arrogante.
“The day you get a chance with her is the day hell freezes over. All I have in my way is a loudmouthed obstacle.” Camilo felt a smug smirk spread on his lips when the sweet voice of his best friend called for his name. She smiled brightly at him and waved her hand to usher him over.
Camilo grinned and walked towards her, his feet stumbling as he rushed to her side. You could practically see the hearts in his eyes as his knees buckled when she laughed brightly at him. Santiago glared at his form, eyes burning holes in the back of the Colombian boy’s head.
"The day hell freezes over huh? Alright." Santiago smirked, drumming his fingers against his thigh. He lifted his hand and snapped his fingers, an orange flame forming in his palm.
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PART TWO!
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