#this was fun thank you for the ask anon!!!

[bloomstream]

just saw your cheerleader x bhna boys and 🤯🤯 I LOVE ITT

could you do this but with musical theatre reader and maybe add shinso?? 💗🤗

⋆˚࿔ behind the spotlight

— includes : kirishima, kaminari, sero, & shinsou (in that order)

𓂃　♪　𓈒 cw: mostly gn!reader but eiji and denki say girlfriend once, fluff, established relationship, babe and baby used

𓂃　★ 𓈒 a/n: thank u for the request anon! i’ll take this as a sign to never exclude shinsou again lolol so i added a little extra for u shinsou fans

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro is your biggest fan, making you feel like a mainstream actor. when you tell him you landed the lead role in newest musical, he seemed to be more excited than you! “i know you could do it, you’re the best!”

eijiro acts like your manager—a super nice one of course—he helps you rehearse your lines and guides you through warming up your voice.

he comes to every rehearsal he can make it too. eijiro cheers for you and your peers. your peers actually love him, how could they not? stage crew like to use him to carry and lift things, he enjoys doing these things knowing they help you in the long run.

secretly memorizes all the songs (and learns the meaning behind each of them) you’re singing so he won’t only be watching but also understanding.

his favorite musical is legally blonde! he thinks it’s super fun and elle woods quickly becomes his new inspiration.

on opening night, he gives you a bouquet of flowers before you go and stage. even in a rush he can’t help but encourage you, “can’t wait to see you on stage baby, i’m so excited.”

he is cheesing in the front row seats, his eyes not leaving you for a single second. he’s the first one standing when the show is over, clapping as the curtains come to a close.

“you were so good!” he engulfs you in a bear hug and you laugh. he is also brought to tears when he sees your glowing face, you’re like a real-life star and he gets to live in your glory.

after another bouquet of flowers and a million praises, he finally takes you home.

for the next three week he’s singing non-stop, the songs from the musical stuck in his head.

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

denki doesn’t know much about musical theater but after watching your first performance he finds that it’s his new eye candy.

when you tell him you landed the lead role denki grins, “what do i always say? my girlfriend is crazy talented!” his arm is draped around your shoulder. he pulls you closer, leaning down to kiss your cheek, “you’re gonna do amazing, i know it.”

tries his best to help you rehearse but gets distracted. “wait so, she has a crush on her sister's husband? that’s fucked up man.” even with his confusion he still manages to be super into the drama of it all.

denki lets you practice your stage makeup on him and is actually excited when you ask him to. thought by the end of it, he’s unsure, “are my cheeks supposed to be that… pink?”

would lose his mind if you had to do an onstage kiss. “can’t you just high-five instead! i mean you don’t have to kiss!” he says while he crosses his arm, practically pouting.

his favorite musical is heathers, no explanation needed. spongebob is a close second.

has tried to help backstage once but accidentally bumped into a switch and caused a power outage. the stage crew has been a little more cautious around him after that.

arrived to your show right as it starts so he can’t see you face to face until after the show, he’s devastated about this.

runs backstage as soon as the curtains fall, screaming. “BABE! YOU DID GREAT OUT THERE!” crushing you in a hug. he pulls back to hand you some flowers, the bouquet looking a bit shabby because he got fidgety during the show. “you're a star, should sign with broadway.” he teases as he walks you out.

denki somehow convinced the other theater kids to have an after party. so you spend the night celebrating with your boyfriend who makes this accomplishment feel special.

he may have auditioned for the next show to surprise you but didn’t get the role so he never told you about it.

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

hanta acts chill, but in the inside, he is amazed on how you keep on becoming more and more perfect, “lead role? holy shit babe that’s huge!” he brings you close and ruffles your hair “looks like i got an actor on my hands now.” he teases.

hanta is an absolute sweetheart, but he’s no actor. “oh no, how could you do this to me. i’m in completely despair.” he reads off the script with not a single hit of emotion behind his words. he then looks up with you with a grin, “did i do it good?” he’s trying his best to help you.

if you have a dance-heavy role he’ll joke about being jealous of your dance partner (he is not joking, he is jealous). he offers to help you practice dancing; this is mostly for his own pleasure.

tried to harmonize with you once but his voice cracked. hasn’t attempted to sing again since that day.

adds little encouraging doodles in the margins of your script. some with encouraging messages like, “you got this superstar!” others are… not so encouraging “i should’ve been cast as your super hot and cool love interest.”

got banned from watching your rehearsals because he would cheer every time you said your lines and boo everytime your love interest spoke. (denki was there supporting—booing—too)

his favorite musical was matilda, but after finding out that it’s originally british he changed it to mamma mia. now he can’t help but cry whenever he hears slipping through my fingers.

brings you chocolates and flowers on opening night. gives you a forehead kiss before you go on stage. “i’m might be more nervous than you,” he lets out an airy laugh and you end up having to comfort him. “break a leg!” he says as you walk off, his voice still weary.

he pretends to be causal when he sees you preform for the first time but how could he? you were perfect in every way and so impossible to ignore.

“you are so awesome.” is all he can say when you come off the stage. he is absolutely starstruck. he pulls you a long hug because he is just so freaking proud of you.

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

hitoshi is a part of the tech/backstage crew for the theater. he’s seen all the shows and actors before. so it comes to no surprise to him when you tell him you got the lead role, knowing how good you are. “of course you got the lead baby, you’re the best actor here.” he almost laughs at your modesty.

you both being theater heads leads to a lot of helping each other out! arriving at the theater early to help him prepare the stage speakers while you warm up your voice.

hitoshi is ecstatic when you ask him to adjust your mic or move the lights. he’ll take any chance he can to help you out.

if you’re alone in the theater rehearsing, hitoshi sometimes likes to mess with you through the intercom “that’s not how you said the line last time!” he calls out. you didn’t even know he was watching you.

lets you ruffle his hair and mess with his headset.

maybe the other actors don’t know it, but the stage crew does. hitoshi makes sure the stage crew never hears the end of your achievements. he doesn’t even mean to, he just finds himself commenting on your performance.

��she’s really good at that.” he watches from backstage with a smile, speaking to no one in particular.

“be careful with that set piece, my girlfriend is on stage.” he says it deadpan, but eveyone knows he’s serious.

his favorite musical is the addams family, obviously.

consoles in izuku about color theory so he can learn what color stage lights will match best with your skin tone.

you get ready for opening night together. he zips up your costume and you tighten his tie. he gives you flowers and a high quality pair of sheer tights, you almost propose to him right there.

hitoshi is happy he has the pleasure of watching you backstage, seeing you from an angle no one else is.

you stand next to each other when the show is over, and the time comes to bow for the crowd. he doesn’t let go of your hand when the curtain drops. before you can even open your mouth to ask, he speaks “perfect, fucking perfect.” he praises as guides you into a gentle kiss.

[cosmerelists]

Cosmere Characters' Projects at a Middle School Science Fair

As requested by anon. :)

If Cosmere characters were children creating projects for their middle school science fair, what kinds of projects would they do? Per anon's request, it's Stormlight & Mistborn characters, and there are no WAT spoilers here!

1. Navani: Emulsion

Baby Navani: See? I put oil and water in this jar, and they don't mix at all! Baby Navani: But if I add an egg yolk and shake REALLY hard, then they do! Baby Navani: [beaming proudly]

2. The Lord Ruler: Baking Soda Volcano

Baby Lord Ruler: And when I add the vinegar (dyed black of course), then the volcano EXPLODES! Nearby Parent: H-Hey kid! Your volcano is getting EVERYWHERE! Baby Lord Ruler: Just as I planned.

3. Kelsier: Invisible Ink

Baby Kelsier: What's this? Just a blank piece of paper? Baby Kelsier: No! If I heat up this "blank" piece of paper, a secret message appears! Judge (reading): "You...have...won...the...science...fair?" Baby Kelsier: Wow, thanks!

4. Rlain: Tests Growing Conditions

Baby Rlain: And this is the control sunflower, which was grown normally... Baby Rlain: And this is the one I sang to! Judge: Wow! It's HUGE! Baby Rlain: [beaming]

5. Tien: Rock Collection

Baby Tien: And this is my rock collection! Baby Tien: All the rocks are very pretty! Judge: They certainly are. Which is your favorite? Baby Tien: All of them, of course!

6. Ham: Tests Human Psychology

Baby Ham: This is a chocolate bar, and this is two people standing back to back! Baby Ham: They hold up one finger if they want to split the chocolate bar, and two fingers if they want the whole chocolate bar. Baby Ham: If they both hold up one finger, they split it! If they both hold up two fingers, then they don't get anything. Baby Ham: But if one holds up one finger and one holds up two fingers, then Two Fingers gets the whole thing and One Finger gets nothing! Judge: Wow! And how's it going? Baby Ham: I hope this early look into the darkness of humanity doesn't affect me, ha ha!

7. Lift: Makes Ice Cream in a Bag

Baby Lift: [eating ice cream out of the bag while humming] Judge 1: Hmm...isn't that the kid who made sugar crystals last year? Judge 2: I think so, why? Judge 1: No reason I guess.

8. Dalinar: Potato Battery

Baby Dalinar: I made it because batteries are cool. Baby Dalinar: I wish I could be a big battery one day, supplying everyone with power. Judge: What

9. Steris: Elephant Toothpaste

Baby Steris (wearing goggles): ...And then, if I add the yeast-water mixture into my soap-peroxide mixture, it all foams up!! Baby Steris: Safe explosions are fun!

10. Wayne: Trades a Paperclip Into a Bicycle

Baby Wayne: And through a series of trades, I was able to take my paperclip and eventually end up with a bicycle! Judge: Wow, very industrious! What was the hardest trade? Baby Wayne: They're all pretty easy if you don't ask first! Judge: ... Baby Wayne: What?

11. Vin: Tests What Shape of Knife Flies The Farthest When Thrown

Baby Vin: [humming to herself as she flips a knife around in her hands] Judge 1: S-Someone should take all those knives away from that child! Judge 2: W-We tried!

12. Kaladin: Egg Drop

Baby Kaladin: Lots of eggs perished in my experiments. Baby Kaladin: ...Too many good eggs. Baby Kaladin: But eventually I figured it out! [Holds up egg completely covered in bubble wrap] This egg will never die! Judge: [peering at photographs on poster board] Is...this egg covered in the shells of other eggs? Baby Kaladin (stone-faced): I was pretty desperate at that point.

[wchswift]

pairing: eddie alden x f!reader

summary: you ask your boyfriend eddie to braid your hair. anon reqs: congratulations to the 125 followers! 🌺could i request eddie alden with the prompt: “could you help me [curl, straighten, braid, etc.] my hair?”

word count: 977

content: fluff, humor, established relationship, flirty

note: thank you sm anon!! sorry for accidentally deleting your request from my inbox, hope you see this <3 this is part of my 125 followers celebration! Join the celebration too!

── english isn't my first language :)

mdni 𖤐 18+

You huffed in frustration, staring at your reflection in the small mirror propped up on Eddie’s dresser. You and Eddie had arranged to go out tonight, like a date, something more romantic and intimate to spend time together.

The night out was supposed to be fun—a few drinks, some dancing, and a good night together after returning to the apartment. Maybe you’d even tease him a little if he got jealous of a guy looking at you. Lately, you and Eddie hadn’t been able to enjoy a good time outside of just the two of you, so you decided to dress up more than usual and even braid your hair—something different from your typical loose, wavy style

Behind you, Eddie lay sprawled out on the bed, one arm tucked under his head, watching your struggle with a lazy smirk.

“You know, I’m pretty sure you’ve been fighting with that thing longer than it’ll actually take us to get to the bar,” he teased, his voice dripping with amusement.

You shot him a glare through the mirror. “Oh, I’m sorry, did you suddenly become a hair expert?”

“Maybe,” he shrugged, grinning. “I mean, how hard can it be? Twist a little, loop a little, tie it up—bam. Done.”

A beat passed before you turned, eyes narrowing, analyzing him. “Think you could do better?”

Eddie raised a brow. “Are you seriously asking me to do your hair?”

“Yes,” you deadpanned, grabbing the brush and tossing it at him. He caught it with surprising ease. “Come on, babe... Seriously, could you please help me braid my hair?" you softly asked, pouting.

Eddie let out a dramatic sigh but swung his legs off the bed, patting the space between them. “Alright, sweetheart. Sit your pretty self down."

Rolling your eyes but secretly loving how easy this all was with him, you settled between his legs on the floor. His knees brushed your sides as he gathered your hair in his hands, fingers skimming the back of your neck in a way that made you shiver. He paused. “You okay?”

You scoffed. “It’s just… your hands are cold.”

“Uh-huh,” he hummed, smug as ever. “Thought maybe I had some kinda effect on you.”

You huffed a laugh. “Eddie, just focus.”

“Bossy,” he murmured, but there was warmth in his voice. “So… what exactly am I doing?” he asked, amusement still thick in his tone.

“A simple braid,” you said, “and don’t pull too hard, or I swear to God, Eddie—”

“I know, I know,” he chuckled. "Relax, baby, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm gentle, huh?" he teased, and you just rolled your eyes.

His fingers threaded through your hair, working with more patience than you expected. You could feel him frowning slightly in concentration, his movements gentle, if a little unpracticed. Every now and then, he’d brush too close to your ear, or tilt your head slightly to the side, muttering, "Stay still, baby," like he was the one doing you a favor.

At one point, he clicked his tongue. “I should start charging for this.”

You snorted. “Yeah? What’s the price?”

Eddie leaned in slightly, his breath warm against your skin. “One kiss per braid.”

You grinned. “So if I ask for two?”

“Then I’m a very well-paid man,” he said, and you could hear the smirk in his voice.

A soft chuckle left your lips, and for a moment, you let yourself just be in this—his hands in your hair, the quiet hum of a song playing from the radio, the warmth of his presence behind you.

“You smell nice,” he murmured absentmindedly.

You let out an amused huff, but a smile crept onto your lips. “You’re just saying that to distract me from whatever disaster you’re creating back there.”

“Mm, maybe,” he admitted, his tone teasing. He remained silent for a few seconds before he sat back with a satisfied noise. “Done.”

You reached back, fingers brushing over a surprisingly neat braid. Turning in his lap, you gave him an impressed look. “Okay, where the hell did you learn that?”

Eddie shrugged, smirking. “You pick up a thing or two when you’ve spent years charming women.”

You raised your eyebrows playfully. "Is that so, Alden? Hum, I was gonna kiss you for your services, but I don’t know now…” You stated, turning back toward the mirror.

Eddie wrapped his strong arms around your waist from behind, pressing his chin to your shoulder. “Oh, c’mon, don’t get jealous.”

He let out an exaggerated gasp. “Don't be like that, baby. No tip? After all my hard work?”

You playfully jabbed him in the side, a teasing smile stretched across your face. “I don’t know if you deserve it...”

He just chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss against your shoulder. “Aw, baby, not even one?” he pleaded, his breath warm against your skin.

You pretended to think about it before turning to face him fully. “Fine. One.”

His grin was immediate. “I’ll take it.”

You leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. It was meant to be quick, but Eddie had other ideas—his fingers slid to your jaw, keeping you there just a second longer, deepening it just enough to leave you a little breathless.

When you pulled back, his smirk was nothing short of triumphant. “Guess that means I’m on permanent hair duty now, huh?”

You laughed, flicking his forehead. “Don’t push it, Alden.”

He grinned, reaching for his jacket. “C’mon, sweetheart. Let me spoil you.”

As you stood, adjusting your outfit, you caught him glancing at your braid with something almost proud in his expression. And, okay—maybe you would let him do it again sometime.

Maybe.

𖤐 reblogs and feedback are appreciated! requests are also welcome, ty!

[smallidarityfan]

"The Best Jimmy I Know"

https://x.com/NaomiUChuu/status/1888278135080362405?t=7PjP4jQfyeRISO1xG5RnIg&s=19

HE'S SICK!!!!!! A SICK MAN!!!!! WITH THE ILLNESS OF QUEER-CODING!!!!!!!!!!!!

[badbihsemiluvr]

hiii iwas wondering if u could write a fic where reader is really really excited about going out in a amusement park with her friends and she says it to se mi but her friends ditched her by changing the location without her knowing. she ended up waiting for them for over 3 hours. she keep texting them but they arent replying. she then messaged se mi, and se mi quickly came to her. she saw reader sitting on a rock, staring at nothing and looks like she's about to cry. when she saw se mi walking to her,  she quicky hugged se mi and tears fell down, she said that her friends didnt come and se mi comforted her. they ended up hanging out and enjoying the whole day and night

🌸 my only one ⏦ﾟ♡︎

semi (player 380) x hyper fem reader

!! cw/tw !! sfw, pure fluff, slight suggestive language when changing clothes, cursing, getting ignored by friends, semi shit talking your friends, crying, semi uses pet names such as (baby, princess, and darling).

overview: your girlfriend semi has always been there for you, no matter what. but when you get stood up by your so called friends, and semi is there waiting for you with open arms. it really solidifies the fact that semi is your forever.

!! an !! hihi, anon. thank you sm for the req!! this is a super cute story idea, and i really enjoyed writing it! i wrote this in around 2 hours so im sorry if it’s rushed or if there are any grammar errors!! it’s nice to have a break from writing smut all the time :3

it was a hot summer day, in the middle of july. it was so hot outside, the kind of hot where it’s actually painful to do anything outdoors. you sat at your vanity doing your makeup, getting ready to hangout with your friends.

you hear your girlfriend, semis footsteps outside of your shared bedroom. she slowly cracks the door open, and walks in. she bends down, to the level your makeup chair was and wraps her arms gently around your waist “you look so pretty, baby.” she whispers in your ear. you blush at her words, luckily you already had blush on, so semi couldn’t tell you were flustered.

“where are you planning on going today?” semi asks curiously, since you don’t hang out with your friends that often. most of your time was spent with semi and you didn’t mind it that way.

“oh, yea totally slipped my mind to tell you. we’re planning on going to the amusement park!” you say happily. semi’s eyes soften, seeing how excited you are for the day you have planned. “that sounds like a good time. i’m gonna miss you while your gone.” semi exclaims.

you laugh lovingly at semis words. she can be so clingy sometimes, it’s rare you have a moment to yourself, but you love her for it. “hopefully! it should be a fun day, and i will miss you too.” you say, turning around to place a soft peck on semis lips.

semis cheeks light up at the sudden kiss, and she returns it with a more passionate one. you pull away and say “enough of the kissing, wanna help me pick out my outfit?” semi nods her head, making a pouty face from the kiss being interrupted.

you get up, and make your way to you and semi’s shared closet, semi follows behind you like a dog. most of the closet was taken up by your piles of pink clothes, it was hard to move in there. you pull out a pair of cute pink low rise shorts and ask semi “would these be cute for an amusement park day?”

semi nods her head in agreement, “yea those are very summery.” she exclaims. “okayy, now i just need a cute shirt, and some jewlery, oh and shoes.” you say looking around the closet frantically.

semi admires your excitement for picking out your outfit, she knows it makes you happy. “what about this?” semi asks picking up a creme and pink hello kitty tank top. “omg, baby that’s perfect. you know me so well.” you say giddily, jumping into semis arms like an excited child.

semi smiles at your enthusiasm over the shirt she picked, she definitely dressed the opposite of you, making it hard for her to pick out a girly outfit. but she always tried her best to help you look cute.

the two of you head out of the cramped closet, back into your room. semi down sits on the bed, while you start to get changed into your outfit for the day.

you slide off your pajamas, leaving you in only your bra and panties. you can feel semis eyes on you, even when your not looking. “what are you looking at?” you say sarcastically, turning around, catching semi staring at your partially naked body. “just enjoying the view.” she says with a slight smirk forming on her lips. you let out a small laugh and put your shorts on, following your shirt.

you grab some dainty, yet elegant silver jewlery from your jewlery holder, and put it on. you also grab your pink flip flops by the door, and slip them on. “how do i look?” you ask semi. “you look adorable, baby.” semi says lovingly.

you smile and embrace semi in a hug, saying “i appreciate it. well i’d better get going soon, or i’m going to be late.” semi nods, not ready for you to go. you grab your purse, and apply some last minute lip gloss in the mirror. “drive safe and have a good time. text me if you need anything.” semi exclaims as you head out the bedroom door. you nod, saying goodbye to semi.

you exit the apartment door, and head to the parking garage where your car stayed practically untouched. most of the time semi drove you around places. the second you get in the car, your fingers immediately crank the notches of the ac all the way up. “god its fucking hot.” you say to yourself, under your breath.

while you wait on the steaming hot car to cool off, you punch in the address of the amusement park onto your phone. the navigation starts up, and you check your shared group chat with your friends. you excitedly text “i’m leaving now for the amusement park!! so excited to see you girls.💕”

you set your phone down, and pull out of the parking garage, heading to the amusement park. a peaceful silence filled the car as you drove, a sound that felt quite unfamiliar to you. you roll down your windows to get some more air flowing, and turn your favorite song on to get yourself in a good mood. it was always fun going to hang out with your friends, but at times it felt awkward, and you felt left out. especially after not seeing each other for months.

the cool summer breeze, flowed throughout your hot car. as the drive continued, you daydreamed about all the fun rides and games the amusement park had to offer. eventually, you arrived at the amusement park. your jaw practically drops at the sight of the hundreds of colorful rides and whimsical characters. it’s way bigger than you had imagined!! no wonder the tickets were a bit pricey.

you pulled into the parking lot, handing a twenty dollar bill to the worker in exchange for a parking pass. you really hoped this experience was worth all the money, considering parking also costed money. but you didn’t care that much, you knew you were going to make amazing memories with your friends here. you finally found a parking spot, after what felt like ages of looking.

you parked the car, and sat there for a moment, quite annoyed from the hassle it took to find the spot. you grab your purse from the passenger seat, and text your friends that you’ve arrived! you figured you’d get out, and head to the entrance of the park to wait for them since it shouldn’t be long before they arrive.

you head up a hill, and arrive to the beautiful entrance of the park. you sit on a bench near the beautiful cherry blossom trees and rocks, that complemented the theme of the amusement park perfectly.

the sight of happy kids, and families entering and exiting the park filled you with joy. you loved kids, and could imagine coming here one day with a family of your own. it made you oddly emotional, but the overall feeling of happiness overtook you as you were so eager to see your friends.

15 minutes pass by, and in the hot summer heat of korea, it felt like an hour. you wonder if your friends had gotten stuck in a traffic jam, after all it was a busy saturday. you text your friends “hey guys, are you almost here? it’s totally ok if your stuck in traffic!” you don’t want to seem like an annoyance, but it’s is so hot waiting in the over 90% weather.

15 more minutes pass, and you check your phone. your friends, are no where in sight, and no response in your inbox. you wonder if they went to the wrong amusement park, or just forgot about the date. but it couldn’t be, the three of you had been talking about this for weeks. your mind wandered all the possibilities.

eventually 15 minutes of waiting and pondering where your friends could be, turned into an hour. you would text them, no response. an hour turned into 2, at that point you were desperately calling and texting them almost every minute. your overheating body filled with anger and confusion why they weren’t there, when they had planned to be 2 hours ago.

you check your friends social media, to see if there were any updates on their whereabouts. even though you were pissed off at them for being this late, you were genuinely worried about them. especially since they always respond to your messages.

you check their snapmaps, to see where they were. but to your surprise, it was turned off. you had viewed it before, so you knew something was up. you decide to go view their instagram stories, and as soon as you click on it, your stomach drops.

the instagram story of your friends, posted hanging out at the cat cafe, nearly an hour away displayed on your screen. you felt so betrayed in that moment, how could they? the three of you had always been so close, things lately felt different, but you didn’t think they would stoop to this level.

you were so emotional, you had to get up off the bench, and move to the nearby secluded area in the hills and rocks, that over looked the city. you sat down on one of the rocks, and can’t help but start sobbing, you felt so betrayed and alone. the only thing you could think to do in that moment was message semi, and that’s exactly what you did.

you punch semis contact name into your phone, and message her “semi, can you meet me at the amusement park. it’s important. here is the address __.” semi almost immediately responds to your message “yes baby, i’m on my way right now. i hope everything is ok.” her text displayed across your screen, you could tell she was concerned about you, and you assure her that your not in any kind of emergency.

time passes, as you stare out into the bustling city of seoul, feeling so empty inside. all these people coming in and out of the theme park, enjoying their day, it made you jealous. that was supposed to be you. at that point, it had been 3 hours since your friends were supposed to be meeting you. 3 hours of your day wasted.

after about 20 minutes of waiting on semi and crying over your friends ditching you, you hear the noise of the rocks rustling behind you. you look back to see semi standing there, with a concerned look displayed across her face. you practically run right into her arms, she immediately wraps her arms around you, embracing you in a warm hug.

“is everything ok, baby? where are your friends?” semi says, her tone low and gentle. you try to hold back tears, to stay strong for her but you can’t help but break down at her words. “t-they ditched me, and went somewhere without me.” you say, sobbing like a baby.

“oh, darling. i am so sorry.” semi says grabbing your face, slowly wiping your tears off with her shirt sleeve. you sink into her touch, feeling desperate for any kind of love and appreciation after being ditched.

semi guides you back to the rock, where you were sitting before hand, and motions you to sit on her lap. you sit down in her lap, instantly wrapping your arms around her and burrying your face into the crook of her neck.

“their just assholes, and i’ve always thought that, but i never wanted to hurt your feelings.” semi mutters in annoyance of the situation. she knew something like this would happen one day with how your friends would treat you every now and then. she thought she was just being an overprotective girlfriend, but this moment proved her intuition was right.

you continue to sniffle and cry, buried in semis neck, staining her t-shirt. “baby, look at me.” semi says grabbing your chin, positioning you to look her in the eyes. she brushes away your tears and the loose hairs sticking to your wet face. “their loss, they are missing out on the most kind, funny, smart, beautiful girl i know.”

your eyes soften at semis compliment, easing the pain of being betrayed by your so called best friends. “and you know what princess, we could have a better time today without those bitches.” you laugh at semis dig on your “friends”, agreeing that they were bitches.

you look up at semi, and place a gentle loving kiss on her lips. her hands wrap around your waist as she returns the passion. you break the kiss, and whisper in semi’s ear “i love you so much baby, seriously.” semi smiles and says “i love you too, y/n. now how about we go have some fun of our own today.”

you agree with semi, the urge to turn the shitty day into a good one overtook you, what was the point in being sad about fake friends all day when you had a loving girlfriend who would do anything for you. “well, can we go somewhere with air conditioning first? i am on the verge of having a heat stroke.” you say in a joking manner, but deep down you were serious and semi knew it.

“yea baby, you look like you are about to pass out. well go inside the park restaurant and get you cooled off.” your eyes light up at her suggestion, “wait so i actually get to go to the amusement park after all!” you exclaim excitedly. “yes baby, of course you do.” semi says, a wide smile displayed across her lips.

semi picks you up like your a child, and walks you to the entrance of the amusement park. she sets you down, and you make a pouty face at her, but you needed to show the workers your ticket. semi bought herself a ticket, and the two of you entered the park, going to the nearest restaurant.

the two of you finally made it to the tiny amusement park restaurant, it was filled with screaming kids and families. but you were just happy that there was air conditioning. semi says “hey baby, you go find us a seat and i’ll order the drink and food, ok?” you nod and find an empty booth. you sit down and sigh, just feeling relieved that the sun wasn’t beating down on you anymore.

after ordering the food and getting the drinks from the soda machine, semi makes her way over to the booth and sets your drink down infront of you. “here you go sweet girl, you need to hydrate after being in that sun for so long.” semi says, with genuine concern in her voice. you drank the water like you hadn’t had anything to drink in the past week, and finally started to feel yourself getting better.

“thank you for saving me semi.” you utter, semi smiles at your words, feeling like a hero. “am i superman or something?” she mocks your comment. “noo, i am serious semi. i was a complete mess out there, and i probably would have caused an accident if i drove home mid panic attack.” semi’s expression softens at your words, you really did mean a lot to her.

“of course love, i don’t like seeing you hurting, and especially at the mercy of other people. it’s the least i can do.” you smile, interlocking your hand with semis, across the table. her fingers lightly rub yours, a silent but gentle reminder that semi will be there for you. through thick and thin.

the two of you enjoy each others company, the rest of the day together at the amusement park. you feel like the happiest girl on the earth, riding all the rides with semi and playing games, she even won you a giant hello kitty plushie. the two of you bought matching character ears too, because why not. at the end of the day, the both of you are exhausted. but it’s the emotionally draining days like these that really prove to you that semi, is the only person in your life that matters. ♡

[lchufflepuffcorn]

Dragon hybrids with their first child/how they feel when they see their mate with children

Ooooooouh! I like that! I spoke a bit about it in one of Rhaenyra's headcanon, but having to explain it more is fun!! You are now dubbed the 🧑‍🍼anon! Spicy-ish in some places. Consider yourselves warned.

With their children and mates: A reaction.

With Mates:

Aegon ii:

Listen, he’s glad that you like his kids, but he’d much rather keep you to himself. Thank you very much. The less people know about you, the better, and honestly, having you take care of his and Helaena’s children always sour’s his mood. 

He still leans against the door, watching you interact with both his children as they were practicing music with a nanny. He still yearns for that novelty of a newborn, that warmth he feels when he holds them as itty-bitty things. Yet his duties do not lie with you, and he feels like it would be like dishonoring you to have you compete with Helaena’s children. He doesn’t want his mother to meddle with his feelings like she did with his marriage. He’ll commit to his wife, even if it means having you both hurt from this situation, rather than comfort his mother. Losing you is not a price he’s ready to pay for his own happiness. 

He is selfish and a brat, mean and a coward, but he’ll sleaze his way into keeping you without any remorse. 

Aemond: 

He’d never thought of children before seeing you with his sister’s hatchlings. There was something strange that happened to Aemond when he first saw you hold one of the little twins, a month or two after their birth. 

The one-eyed prince was used to Vhagar cooing at smaller things; many things were smaller than her. But that wasn’t it. Vhagar’s history was well known. She’d had many hatchlings of her own before, and the hole that carved itself in his chest when he saw you standing there with your arms full of a baby, smiling down at the little bundle of red cheeks and white hair was nearly enough to make his wings pop out and wrap them around you.

He felt like protecting you from the watchful eyes of Helaena, who was probably just concerned about the well-being of her hatchling. But how could she even think about you doing evil to the little being in your arms? 

Warm and safe, a wall of scales and leathery wings. Ours to protect, ours to raise. Little giggles echoing against the walls of the castle, the smell of baby skin. Aemond had never had those memories, but they still felt like his. And he’d never wanted something more in his whole life than to give you hatchling to take care of, to see the smile you arbored looking at Jaehaerys toward children that would have traits like yours, but with the Targaryens hair and eyes. 

He stood inert, face blank, all the while you held the child in your arms, never making it seem like his emotions were warring against his own reason. Two steps back, half turned toward the doors, even though guards were posted there already. Aemond would protect his sister’s peace and joy, but also the vulnerability of this moment. Of sharing them with the most precious thing he ever held dear. 

Baela: 

Watching carefully as you played with Aegon and Viserys from her seat, Baela could only smile. She knew of her duty to continue the lineage of her Targaryen/Velaryon blood, and she knew she could not imagine herself having her hatchling with anyone else than you. Her perfect lover, her mate. She thought herself young still, too young to be married; her father thought so too. 

“Baela, look!” Aegon’s cry came to her ears, and she raised her head from the book she was pretending to read. Her little half brother was riding on your shoulder, his little pudgy hands firmly held on some strands of your hair, a bright smile on his face. 

“You’ve tamed them?” She asked her brother, eyeing your form playfully, and you sent her a fake glare, mouthing ‘tamed’ with a roll of your eyes. She chuckled and watched as Aegon nodded proudly. 

She’ll like having children, hatchlings, with you when you’re older. When your names are synonyms of each other. But right now, she enjoys the sight of her lover with her family. 

Helaena:

Much like Aegon, she’d rather not have children with you. She already has three, in all. Her duty is to her kingdom, to Aegon, and to her mother. Much as she regrets not being able to share herself completely with you, she would never put herself and you, much less any children coming out of this union, in danger. 

It’s not selfishness if she does it for your own safety. Helaena reason’s with herself again. Dreamfyre purring at the sight of their hatchling cuddled with you in a too-small bed. You’re retelling a story of wolves and roses. One she hasn’t paid much mind to, but she knows her children enjoy it. 

It’s peaceful to have someone else take care of the little ones. It is peaceful to share their pleasure. Aegon doesn’t keep them close, Jaehaera, more so than her brother, but Jaehaerys is the crown prince. She smiles, cocking her head to the side as she observes her children cuddle closer to you, their eyes fluttering close at every other word you speak. 

Jacaerys:

Having to share you was one of the worst punishments for Jace. But the more he watched you interact with his siblings, especially the younger ones, he couldn’t help the burning passion that flared inside of him. He couldn’t hide how his tail would slither from left to right, up then down, or how his wings would flutter. He could hardly hide the bulge in his pants when he looked at you holding the toddlers for too long. 

Leathery wings hiding you from the light of day, Jace had managed to lure you into his chambers (again), holding you against the wall as he quite literally rutted into you, still fully clothed. His warmth was nearly suffocating, and his kisses left behind them a burning hot trail. He puffed his exertion into your neck, talking to the best of his abilities. 

“Can’t wait. Mated. Let me give you the best thing in our lives.” He pleaded, eyes glazed over by lust, leaving behind marks upon your skin, busying his hands to undo whatever clothes you were wearing. A prince should never beg, but right now, Jace is fighting for his legacy™. 

One of your hands tugs at his hair, and he lets out a wine that wrenches out your heart. You feel him, hard against one of your legs, warm against your chest, his lips bruising at your neck and shoulders. Kiss him back, and he’ll whine for you, pressing harder into you as if he could pass through your clothes. Let your nails, blunt or not, rake against the scales covering his neck, and he’ll shiver, his eyes darkening with desire. 

Laenor: 

Heart-eyes. 

Laenor looks at you, holding little Jace, his firstborn, his wife’s firstborn, with heart-shaped eyes. At first, he thought his marriage would destroy his bond with you, but you kept surprising him every time. 

Rhaenyra was in the room, laying back to rest, watchful eyes gazing at the both of you, but Laenor couldn’t care less right now. He huddled closer to you, looking at the brown-haired child in your arms from over your shoulder, then looking up at your face with a marveled look. He looks back at Rhaenyra, unable to find the words, her work more important than what he’d ever imagine it to be, the fruit of her labor making his heart sing for all of you. 

She smiles back at him, and he pulls you closer to her bed, letting her see her baby, your baby. He’s lucky, Laenor thinks. Lucky to have such a loving mate and such an understanding wife. Such a wonderful family it is. 

Rhaena:

While Rhaena likes children, especially her sibling, I don’t think she’d be that into having some. (As she will be forced to mother her stepbrothers.). 

She’s glad that you are good with her family; it is important to her. She would be glad if you stepped up to help her when Rhaenyra asked her to be the mother she couldn’t be to her children. But I think she’d be even more glad that you didn’t force her to have children of her own. She is content with just having you. 

With Lovers: 

Daemon: 

Daemon would try to give you your own. If you like children (especially his) so much, why not have some for yourself? 

“Of course Rhaenyra doesn’t mind; should we ask her?” He’d tease into your ears, hips rutting against your own. “Would you like her to join in, too?” His laughter intended to be mean, mocking, but his breath caught, transforming it to a moan, his scaly hands coming to grip at your hips, talons caressing dangerously the fragile skin under them. 

“I could father children for the both of you, have twins from different parents.” 

He’s lost in his own fantasy, babbling away, words hardly making any sense as he plunges into you with more will than ever before. It’s your fault, really; had you not reached to grab Rhaena, keeping her steady on her feet as she playfully walked on the stone railing of the outside stairs, you would not be in this position. Truly, if you hadn't, Caraxes would not have taken over and kidnapped you for a very passionate, loving time. It had been something about the panic in your eyes, the way you’d reacted—even quicker than him—to his own child’s dangerous exercise. 

He hadn’t even locked the door. And thinking about Rhaenyra entering on them both fucking (to put it crudely) clothes barely taken off and positioned like animals made his movement sharper, taking a gasp out of your mouth; his forehead fell to your shoulder.

Rhaenyra:

It’s a given that Rhaenyra would not accept you as a lover if you didn’t love her children. Having you actively in their life is something she takes to heart, and she would not imagine herself with you if you didn’t respect and love her hatchling. (See this headcanon for more reference.)

Taglist: @lady-dragon-rider

List of anon: 👑😵‍💫🥰🧑‍🍼

[lsunstreakerl]

v fun for the prompt thing! how about motogp max + all the ways charles tries to 'casually' arrange a hangout with him

- time travel anon, who is actually sim rig anon, and I'm just going to give myself an emoji actually

- 🎮

LMAO emoji might be the best way to go. wouldn't want to accidentally baptize you a third time. this ended up being 1.1k words and it's still technically only two separate incidents, but like- Charles is so down bad I simply couldn't condense it.

"So like- I am thinking it is like this, yes?"

Charles grins brightly at Carlos, who is staring blankly at him from the other side of the hotel bed.

"Charles- I am right here. I am shirtless, in your hotel room, and all you can talk about is Max."

Charles frowns. He doesn't want to upset Carlos, it's just that Carlos knows Max (!!!) and he needs to navigate this very carefully.

He reaches over to pat Carlos's chest, gets briefly distracted feeling him up before he sees the unimpressed face he's receiving.

"Charles."

"Carlos."

Carlos groans, flopping onto his back.

"I am getting cockblocked by Max, again, and he is not even here. When I get my hands on him-"

"Do you think he likes romantic dates or is he more of a 'skinny dip in the Monaco Harbor' kind of guy?"

Carlos's hand drops onto his face. He looks physically pained.

"Please do not go skinny dipping in the harbor. You live here. You will never live that down."

Charles frowns.

"It's not like I can just go to Spain, mate."

He's pretty sure Carlos's eye is twitching.

"What, exactly, is stopping you? Because if it means you'll stop waxing poetic about one of my best friend's waists, I will buy you that ticket myself, Perceval."

Charles sits straight up, duvet falling around his waist.

"You will?"

"Oh for- I was kidding- Dios, fine, fine. Sit back down."

Charles settles back down, batting his eyelashes in the way he knows other men go weak for.

"Thank you, Carlos."

Carlos scowls as he jabs at his phone.

"Do not thank me yet- he is a maneater, Charles. Don't go falling in love with him."

Charles has met many maneaters. Normally, it doesn't seem worth the effort to try and reform them- usually women, usually perfectly content with their lifestyle. Max is so stunningly captivating that Charles will gladly let him take chunks out of him, however much he wants.

"Maybe he just has not met anyone interesting enough yet."

Charles gives Carlos his most dazzling smile, dimples and all.

Carlos remains unimpressed.

"Right. I'm sending you your ticket- and you better put some effort in, because if I have to listen to you head over heels, and him bitching about your lackluster sex skills, I'll end it all, yes?"

Charles leans forward, pecking him on the forehead.

"Yes yes, best sex of my life, I understand. Sorry you are not fucking me tonight. I think Lando's up for it?"

Carlos huffs as he pulls his clothes back on, running a hand through his hair as he makes his way to the door.

"You are lucky you're pretty, Perceval."

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"CHARLES!"

Ollie is shouting to be heard over the thumping bass, but Charles is in the habit of keeping an ear out for his children, so he leans in closer.

He notices with a slight shiver of horror that Ollie is nearly his height already.

"YES?"

Ollie gestures at Charles' new yacht around them.

"IS IT A HOUSEWARMING PARTY IF IT'S A YACHT?"

Charles leans back, thinking. He's actually not sure.

"GO ASK GEORGE."

Ollie nods and bounds away.

Charles should've told him to go ask Sebastian- it would've been hilarious. There's all sorts of drivers here, somewhat of an open invitation for his friends.

There's a tap on his shoulder, and he turns to find Lando grinning evilly at him.

He narrows his eyes.

"WHAT?"

Lando leans up right next to his ear, cupping a hand to be heard better.

Not that it matters, because he keeps shouting a decibel even louder than the actual music- potentially an attempt to sabotage Ferrari by blowing out Charles' eardrum.

"YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHO'S HERE!"

Charles furrows his eyebrows.

"WHO?"

Lando turns him slightly to the side, and Charles' eyes scan the crowd. It's all people he knows, although Carlos and Fernando are standing next to-

"Oh my god."

He hears Lando cackling behind him.

"IF YOU DON'T TAP THAT I WILL!"

Charles whips around, shaking Lando by the shoulders while he contemplates dropping him overboard.

"DO NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, YOU EVIL LITTLE TWINK."

There's a loud burst of laughter from where Carlos and Fernando and standing with Max, and Lando should thank his lucky stars that Charles is so easily distracted, because he gets to live another day.

Max has a wide grin on his face, a drink in his hand, and he's in the shortest fucking shorts-

Charles is not sure how he's meant to handle this.

It doesn't help that Max and Carlos are both wet, clearly having come back on deck from the water. The fabric is clingy, and Charles is going to die, because Max has a tattoo winding up his thigh, disappearing under the hem of his shorts and reappearing just slightly above the waistband. It must cross his entire hip.

Charles would discover a new element if it meant getting to figure out where else it goes.

He picks his jaw up off the ground and gets another drink, something bright and fruity and full of vodka.

Carlos rolls his eyes when Charles approaches, but Fernando lights up, grabbing Charles' wrist and tugging him closer into their little trio.

"CHARLES! This is Max! He is like you, yes? Young and fast! He is a MotoGP driver!"

Charles is a little stunned for a moment, because the only other time he's seen Fernando be so outwardly and obviously proud of other drivers is when it's his own karting academy kids.

Max laughs, and the sound is like silver in Charles' ears, pulls his attention like a magnet.

"We've met, Nando."

Charles could listen to him forever.

"And it's always a pleasure to meet you again, Max."

Carlos makes a gagging noise and turns away, and Max's eyes are sparkling as he grins at Charles, scrunched up into little crescents.

"I like the yacht! Very..."

He waves the hand not holding his drink, and Charles notices he has black nail polish, brain screeching to a halt as he completely misses the rest of what Max is saying.

It's quiet for a second, Max watching him half expectant and half amused.

Charles should probably respond.

"Thank you!"

Max bursts into laughter again, but this time it's because of Charles, and the feeling is comparable to when he snatches pole at the last second.

Charles made him laugh.

Max leans over, water droplets on his neck and shoulders, deftly swiping Charles' drink out of his hand. He raises it in a mock toast, and Charles wants to kick everyone else of this stupid yacht right now-

"Cheers to the yacht owner, yeah?"

Charles has the power of vodka and the French language in his pocket.

"Veux-tu m'épouser?"

Max drains his glass in a smooth pull.

"Still not drunk enough for French, solcito."

Charles chickens out.

"I said we should get dinner sometime!"

Max takes another step forward, right into Charles' space, fingers resting lightly on his forearm. Charles can't look away from him, blue eyes piercing right through him.

Max is still smiling at him.

"I'd like that."

[riptides-n-roses]

Maybe a fluff one shot idea (sorry if it’s stupid) but Roman and the reader are dating, reader was previously got out of a relationship so she has trust issues. Roman is just very gentle with her heart and is constantly reassuring her.

Omg this idea is so precious! Absolutely <3 just a very loving roman warms my heart

patient - roman reigns

⛧ pair: roman reigns x reader

⛧ tags: @88changemymind @reigns-prophecy @cyberdejos2 (huge thank you to anon)

⛧ warnings: slight angst (flashback from ex-bf), cheating, a very compassionate roman

⛧ this one is a little tricky since I've never written angst like this before so i hope it's okay for a first time kind of thing; also! huge thank you to everyone for showing their support on my works it truly means a lot - i have 0 clue if this will be short or not but I hope you have fun with this one!

⛧ after your previous relationship, you found roman as your current partner, but you're having a hard time trusting him.

⛧ word count: 1K

Flashback...

You were coming home to greet your boyfriend, Liam. You thought everything was going great for the two of you. You both had good jobs, always made each other laugh, matching outfits, etc. It was like no one could rip you away from each other...

or so you thought...

The door to your open was surprisingly unlocked as you attempted to use your keys to get in. You were confused as you stepped in, wondering why your boyfriend would just leave the door opened like that. What you found next made you freeze

There was a pair of underwear that didn't belong to you, Victoria's Secret, lace trimmed, dark red and dark red heels. They weren't yours either.

He couldn't have...he wouldn't have...

Did he...?

Your mind was filling with thoughts you couldn't shake off as you slowly reached the closed door of your bedroom. Afraid to open it, you gently pressed your ear against it, the sounds of faint giggling and moaning violating your ears.

You immediately opened the door to Liam in bed with another woman, the two of them naked in your shared bed together - the both of them staring back at you in horror. You dropped everything and froze in pure shock.

"B-Babe...I can exp-" He started, pushing the woman aside.

"Save it." You interrupted, tears overflowing in your eyes. "Just pack up everything you own here and get out of my house. It's over."

Liam froze up, his head down like a dog as him and her quickly put their clothes back on...

"Um sweetie, are my heels still in there?" She tried to smugly ask you only for you to stare her coldly in the face.

"I-I...I apologize!" She quickly laughed, scared of what you would say to her. As you stared to the floor as you watched Liam packing up all of his belongings, your tears dropped to the floor. You couldn't believe after all of those years he would do something like that to you.

When Liam left along with the other girl, You calmly sat down on your couch, immediately bawling in your hands.

You experienced your first heartbreak...

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You met your partner Roman on a random night, he couldn't keep his dark eyes off of you. You were just going to buy new bedding since you threw your old ones in the trash - you refused to sleep in the same bedding as your ex cheated on you with.

As you were in line to purchase, you noticed a man, Samoan with a tribal tattoo sleeve on his right arm, approaching you. You were stunned how handsome he looked.

"Excuse me..." the man started "I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you looked. I hope that isn't weird to say."

You smiled, haven't heard a compliment like that in a long time.

"Thank you...I could say the same thing about you."

The man laughed, never receiving a compliment like that before.

"My name's Roman. What's yours?"

"I'm Y/N...it's really nice to meet you."

"Y/N...that's a pretty name. I was wondering if you'd like to go out sometime. It's totally fine if not"

"I'd like that actually. Here's my number"

The both of you exchanged numbers, never leaving eye contact. It was a love in first sight kind of deal and you were happy it was with Roman.

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End of flashback

You and Roman officially started dating after months of successful dates. It was some of the happiest days you experienced in your life. But, you still had a few slight thoughts regarding the last time you started a relationship like this.

What if this was a joke? What if you were going to have the same thing happen to you again...

Does he really love you?

You froze up, as you and Roman were getting ready for your second anniversary date. You looked at yourself in the mirror, your dress shimmering against the light in your room, your makeup and hair all done up and your jewelery glowing. You have second thoughts. You loved Roman dearly and he made you the happiest girl in the world. But why couldn't you get the negative thoughts out of your head?

You felt a pair of arms gently pulling you back, you could feel Roman's presence as he hugged you tightly.

"You're so beautiful, Y/N..." he started, "It's been two years since I met you. And it was the best decision I made."

You smiled, seeing your reflection in the mirror as you watched Roman hug you warmly. You felt safe in his arms, he always made sure you were loved.

"I know you're still hurt from your previous relationship...I know how hurt you were."

"Yeah...I just never understood why I wasn't good enough for him. I thought we were perfect but I guess it wasn't."

"He was foolish for treating you so wrong..." You felt his arms let go of you as you turned around to face him. Your eyes widened as you looked up at your partner, dressed up formally. He looked so ethereal as he smiled at you.

"What's wrong, babygirl? Like what you see?" He laughed.

"I just...how'd I get so lucky? You make me feel like I'm on cloud nine."

Roman smiled, gently holding your hands.

"I ask myself that everyday. The way you smile, laugh, and your hobbies. Everything about you makes me wonder how'd I get lucky."

You both laughed, you realized he truly loved you for you. You knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt you. He always kept his word - ever since the two of you got together, he'd always kept his eyes on you.

"God you're breathtaking baby. You're making me forget that we have a reservation."

You laughed as he went in to give you a kiss, pulling you in towards his body as he hugged you warmly, exactly like the first time when you both made it official.

"I love you so much, Y/N. I'm so lucky to have you."

[vettelsvee]

MY TORTURED DRIVERS DEPARTMENT TAYLOR'S VERSION

Thank you so much for all the support you've shown to the Taylor's version of My tortured drivers department so far! My inbox is full and I couldn't be more grateful for absolutely everything <3

In this list there are fics that haven't been adopted by a driver yet, so remember that, to request one, just send me a message on my Tumblr inbox with the driver you want me to write about alongside the song that will inspire the fic.

If a plot is already chosen by a driver, don't worry! When Taylor's ones end, we still have the upcoming My tortured drivers department options with the following: ⋆ One Direction ⋆ Louis Tomlinson ⋆ Harry Styles ⋆ Niall Horan ⋆ Little Mix ⋆ Camila Cabello

As for the Taylor Swift fics, these are the ones that haven't been requested yet:

1. TIM MCGRAW Driver of your choice x Reader After spending all the summer together, it's finally time to say goodbye to your summer love... but you won't be leaving until you him a note with a Spotify playlist that contains a secret message

2. TEARDROPS ON MY GUITAR Nico Rosberg x Reader You meet with your best friend and, when you expect him to confess his feelings for you, he ends up telling you he has a crush for your best friend

3. TIED TOGETHER WITH A SMILE Driver of your choice x Reader You pretend to be ok and pretend your burnt out feeling because of your job isn't real. However, your boyfriend knows you quite well and tries to calm you down when you explote during a vacation with your family

4. I'M ONLY ME WHEN I'M WITH YOU Driver of your choice x Reader You're just tired of faking to the public something you're not, so your boyfriends decides to help you out a little bit

5. SPEAK NOW Driver of your choice x Reader ⋆ SMUT He's about to get married, but he also promised you to runaway from his wedding just to be with you. Luckily, he kept his promise

6. NEVER GROW UP Driver of your choice x Reader It's your child's first birthday and the nostalgia of your pregnancy and birth is inevitable

7. OURS Jenson Button x Reader (requested by anon!) No one wants you together, but the truth is that you don't actually give a them f about what other people may think about you

8. TELL ME WHY Driver of your choice x Reader ⋆ SMUT You're confused on how your relationship works and you want more than just pure sex, but you're so unsure to ask him what you really are

9. THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR Driver of your choice x Reader You're fucked, so fucked up, after having an argument and telling him his Formula 1 career is done. Even you know you're wrong, you're so reluctant to do it that it might be a matter of live or death for your relationship

10. TODAY WAS A FAIRYTALE Mick Schumacher x Reader Your boyfriend decides to surprise you with your childhood dream: taking you to Disneyland Paris

11. I KNEW YOU WERE TROUBE Driver of your choice x Reader After many problematics with the press, fans and the Formula 1 organization itself, you realized what you were thinking about all the time: that you were in a toxic relationship

12. ALL TOO WELL Jenson Button x Reader The age gap didn't work out; his actions towards you, neither. You try to remember the good moments you lived, but the bad ones... you remember them all too well

13. WE ARE NEVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER Driver of your choice x Reader You ex boyfriend can't stop calling you to ask you for a second chance. Instead, you decide to give him an opportunity, but only to meet with him in your favourite coffee shop to tell him that you will never get back together

14. BABE Oscar Piastri x Reader (requested by anon!) You thought you were having the perfect relationship until he is honest with you and tells you he's been cheating on you for a year

15. END GAME Lando Norris x Reader Y/N, after dating too many guys for fun, is finally ready to settle down her mind by starting dating her brother’s best friend

16. I DID SOMETHING BAD Jenson Button x Alonso!Reader (requested by anon!)⋆ SMUT He has a night one stand with you, his friend's daughter. He knows that’s bad, but why the forbidden feels so good?

17. LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO Max Verstappen x Actress!Reader After breaking up with his boyfriend of three years, Y/N decides to move forward and show people that she wasn’t the villain of their story

18. GETAWAY CAR Oscar Piastri x Reader x Lando Norris After having a relationship with his teammate, and having broken up with him after many years dating, Y/N just need him as a getaway car.

19. AUGUST Charles Leclerc x Reader You spend your summer dating someone who happened to be dating another girl, but the truth is that, when you find out, you just want that person to choose you for the rest of his life

20. ILLICIT AFFAIS Driver of your choice x Reader You're tired of keeping your relationship a secret, specially considering the age gap between you both. When you tell him you're sick of it, he shows up his real you (or, maybe, the one you didn't want to see as you were, and still are, so in love)

21. EPIPHANY Single dad!Driver of your choice x Doctor!Reader The days in the hospital are quite busy, your little patiences aren't doing so well and you really can't do anything to make them feel better. Imposter's syndrome is hitting hard, but one of the dad's of the kids you're treating just wants to know your work and, more than that, you, are more worth than you think

22. THE LAKES Driver of your choice x Baker!Reader You were tired of your life; better said: you weren't happy with your life. After an unsuccessful marriage you decide to move to a little town with the only goal of just opening your bakery and staying as calm as possible, trying to reconnect with yourself. What you didn't expect was that one of your customers was, actually, what you needed to find the joy again

23. CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS Driver of your choice x Reader To everyone, you were the perfect Formula 1 couple. Things take a turn for the worse when he decides to propose to you during the FIA Prize Giving and you deny it, unsure of what the future holds for you both

24. LONG STORY SHORT Liam Lawson x Reader After years battling with yourself, you finally feel like leaving your past behind. However, crossing paths with the person that hurt and loved you the most at the same time feels like that past wasn't exactly a long story short as you thought

25. IT'S TIME TO GO Driver of your choice x Pregnant!Reader He was his everything for you, but you weren't for him. After seeing him flirting in some dating apps with some girls, and even meeting with some of them, you decide it's time to go... even id that means raising your child by yourself

26. ANTI-HERO Driver of your choice x Driver teammate!Reader Your team isn't as strong as you thought it would be with him, but after seeing the news, everything is being said about you and, specially, after a meeting with your team to discuss you leaving before the season even ends, make you realize that, definitely, you're the problem

27. VIGILANTE SHIT Spy!Oscar Piastri x Ex girlfriend spy!Reader (requested by anon!)⋆ SPY AU You were his everything, but now you're his worst nightmare. After finding out he was the real reason behind you being found guilty of crimes you didn't commit, you decide to disappear just to plan a revenge to make his life a living hell

30. MY BOY ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVORITE TOYS Driver of your choice x Reader You just want him to be like your friends' boyfriends: nice, romantic, pulling up the question and start building a family together. To your not so surprise, all he answers is no, breaking your dreams in a thousand pieces and making you realize you're just a toy to have fun with

31. I CAN DO IT WITH A BROKEN HEART Boyfriend!Driver of your choice x Singer!Reader Paparazzis post pictures of him kissing a girl and, before you go to stage with him in the backstage, you just have to fake everything till the very end of your first show of your worldwide tour

32. SO HIGH SCHOOL ⋆ University AU For now: Oscar Piastri x Reader / Charles Leclerc x Reader / Carlos Sainz x Reader / George Russell x Reader / Max Verstappen x Reader One of your projects in your Journalism degree is interviewing someone from the Sciences field. You can't find anyone until he sees you struggling in the library and he offers to be interviewed by you. In that moment, you feel like back in high school since that Engineering student is way too nice with you

[rinseveryday]

If you existed in the blue exorcist universe and had access to some sort of mythical library that contains knowledge of all the techniques and the tools exorcists use to have their various strengths and powers what type of exorcist class would you want to be?

You want to be a Knight, Dragoon, Tamer, Aria or a Doctor?

I’d be a Tamer. I love demons to bits and pieces and I’d love to have a plethora of demon allies. Plus I’m not a violent fellow and I’d probably talk my way out of a lot of situations.

Wow this is an awesome ask! Thank you anon!

I think if I were in the AoEx universe as who I am right now, I'd probably also be a Tamer. I just love those little guys and I can't be bothered to get into shape to fight now that I'm an adult haha.

If I had grown up in the AoEx universe, I might've tried Knight or Aria because I think swords are the coolest thing ever, and I also think it's really funny to be able to say a few magical words to make demons go poof.

And of course, we can't forget that the AoEx game is coming out soon where we can create our own exorcist! If possible I'd try every class. They all seem fun. Demons go boom. Potions go boom. Everything goes boom. Muahahahaha- I mean, teehee.

[avianoutcast]

WAAAAA YUR PERSONA IZ SOO CUTEE I JUST WANNA SQUISH EMMM/jk 😤🥰🥰 ALZOO *puts fedora on promise gaster* >:33333

Awww thanks so muchh! X333💜✨✨

..also I see what you did there Anon XDDDD

but ngl I think it does look great on him and he seems to like it as well lol XDD sjdbsjshdhs

Thanks so much for this fun ask btw! ^_^💜✨✨

[twopoppies]

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heey, i’m the anon of the original ask, and i must say i agree with you, gina. plus, the fact that he’s not active on social media anymore adds to that as well, i think. which, i’m so thankful that he isn’t, for his own sake. but remember how awesome it was to get a tweet from him out of nowhere? or when he played that hangman game before the release of fine line and everyone tried to guess the titles of each track? those interactions we had with him were lovely and they showed another part of his personality. and i’ve only been here since 2016, so i didn’t even see his even bigger presence on social media, on vine etc.

that’s why, to me, tour is so important. i think it’s the one time we get a glimpse of him and it’s just about the music, the fun, the sweet and funny interactions, and although it’s work for him, it does feel genuine, it feels like he’s having such a nice time. you said before that he shows his humanity, his ordinality, and i couldn’t agree more with you. and funnily enough, at times i feel like he does so onstage. i’m talking about the times that we get to see, of course.

aside from the moments on tour, there’s nothing i love more than the tidbits we learn from the people who are closest to him, who know him better than anyone, plus when fans meet him and it goes smoothly and they come back with a lovely tail of how sweet he was, how wholesome the interaction went and all that

Yes! Yes to all of this.

In reference to this

[painom]

Hello! Can I just say that I really appreciate you doing this? I've always been a big fan of your analyses and your ability to get to the root of the characters. Thank you for continuing to let us read your wonderful thoughts and stories.

On your old blog, you discussed your headcannons for Lyney, one being his tendency to forget things like where he put his wallet because him and his mind are very busy. Unfortunately, I didn't save the post (my biggest regret ahhhhh!) and I would love to read your analysis once more. If it's okay with you, could you go over your headcannons for Lyney again? The old, the new, whatever's on your mind and whatever you're willing to share. Thank you so much!

Thank you for the kind ask, anon! Here you go!

New Lyney Headcanons

Self-focused - Though he never seems like it, those that know Lyney well know that he’s often running low on sleep. And really, he has no one to blame but himself. During the day he’s often distracted with magic shows, helping people, little tasks around the hotel, running missions for Father, and much more. And at night? He can often be found alone in his room planning new tricks, arranging missions for his siblings, studying to become the next “king” of the House, and things of the sort. If Lynette and Freminet didn’t keep an eye on him, no doubt he would stay up the whole night if given the chance! Those two welcome all the help they can get. 

Relationship-focused - When it comes to his relationship with you, Lyney never lies. You know he would never do that to you. And sometimes, the knowledge almost lulls you into a false sense of security. Yet you know better. You’re smarter than that. Where Lyney doesn’t lie, he omits. Half-truths so easily fall from his mouth as drops of rain from the sky. Your comments of concern are often brushed off and your questions redirected. As much as you try, you know the truth. He doesn’t want you to know. He doesn’t want you to shoulder his burdens with him. 

old lyney headcanons below!

Would Lyney be honest with you?

With his outgoing and fun personality, it oftentimes is easy to get caught within his flow. Lyney is the charming sort, after all, that one may very well forget that he is subject to the same struggles as the rest. Get to know him well enough, though, and you will quickly realize that this is not a fact he wishes others to know. More than a desire, he needs to be seen as someone in control, as someone without weakness. That’s his role as the big brother. And if that means lying, avoiding, and omitting the truth to accomplish it, then an accomplished performer like himself will do what he must. 

Does Lyney prefer to pursue or be pursued?

With a penchant for flair and dramatics, it’s clear to see Lyney prefers to pursue the people he’s interested in. Really, it’s one of the things he goes all out. With a trick up his sleeve, he won’t hesitate to dazzle you with flowers pulled from nowhere and fireworks from his tophat. He wants you to be enchanted. He wants you to be impressed! You are, aren’t you? You like it, don’t you? So focused on charming you that he often loses sight of much else. Fun fact, should you attempt to turn the tables, however, you can expect his mask of self-confidence to fall to reveal a rather flustered expression beneath. 

Headcanons

Self-focused - If there’s one thing that’s true about Lyney, it is that he is a very busy person. As a person with multiple masks and roles, his thoughts are often preoccupied with House missions, performances, new tricks, and things of the like. So, much to the dismay of others, it’s easy for things to become buried under the multitude of other tasks he needs to take care of. How often the simple things become forgotten—where he last left his wallet, tea time with his siblings, the sale on storybooks at the bookstore. During those times, he really can’t help but appreciate his siblings and their ability to keep him on track. Really, he doesn’t know what he’d do without them!

Relationship-focused - It doesn’t hit you at first, but it doesn’t take you very long to notice how hard Lyney tries for your relationship. Normally this would be a good thing, but it is different with Lyney. Every day he tries to charm you. Every day he attempts to enchant you. You tell him he doesn’t need to try so hard, but that only seems to light a fire beneath him to do even more. You see it in his eyes. He needs to know you are still in awe of him, that you like him as much as he does you. And then it sinks in, doesn’t it? He doesn’t trust you. He doesn’t trust your feelings for him. He’ll never show his true face to you.

old tags for this post: #okay let’s talk lyney for a bit i think the biggest thing to know about lyney is that at his core he is an insecure person insecure and anxious #imo he’s extremely attached to his title of ‘big brother’ that he needs to fulfill the duties if such he needs to protect his siblings and be a person others can rely on #this belief is so strong that he refuses to rely on arlecchino for help and snaps at freminet for trying to get him to open up #he really cares about the way he’s perceived #remember when the traveler found out he’s part of the fatui and he spends his time bending over backwards to try to get them to trust him ‘like me! like me! please. i’m trustworthy i’ll never lie to you please!!’ #honestly imo that’s just one if his faults like lyney is unstable #idk what possessed arlecchino to make him her successor like he’d crack under pressure #lynette is a way better option #but anyway bc of these things he would not trust his partner in a relationship #he wouldn’t rely on them he’d never feel secure which would prompt him to keep trying too hard to ensure he’s still the person he thinks you fell in love with #the most important thing to remember with lyney is that he is a performer and the face he shows to the world is essentially a mask

What’s Lyney’s breaking point in a relationship?

It’s hard to imagine, really. With how much Lyney may seem in love, the idea there’s a point a relationship would be too much for him is hard to believe. But when you really think about it, his breaking point is simple. As strong as his feelings may be for you, his devotion to his family and its cause outweighs everything else. Should your relationship with him ever reach a time where it encroaches upon that which is the most precious to him, then there’s nothing more he can do than let you go.

old tags for this post: #i think the key thing to take in here is that lyney cannot function without his family he is extremely reliant upon them to the extent that he will become unstable without them #just look at the archon quest when wriothesley captured his siblings any and all logic completely went out the window #lyney is an anxious insecure mess and the only thing that holds him together is playing the role he has to as big brother #if your relationship with him ever reaches the point that you transcend into being counted as his family.... he will have no breaking point #the breaking point will be his mind or body. whichever breaks first

[chuluoyi]

hello everyone ! as of now, i’m on hiatus

it’s fun to be here, and thank you to all lovely people who make it so 🤍 but my work is at is peak right now, i’ll be going on a company trip next week, and a vacation to japan the week after. i know that some of you are waiting only for fics from this blog… and i’m sorry that i can’t accommodate it right now. writing is not something you can do just bc you want to do it—i don’t know, it takes more than just the “will” to write, but also imagery, inspiration and more—at least to me. but with how busy my recent life has been after the lunar new year, rather than raising the expectations, i prefer to put this out here first. i should be more active again in early march, when i’ve gotten back from my trip

and as much as i want to interact with everyone, it’s very unpleasant to get rude asks in my askbox. to be told that i can’t post “rant posts” and just “update ur fics” is very entitled of them. it makes even my will to write disappear entirely… and so i will be turning off anon asks for the time being. to all lovely emoji and non-emoji anons, thank you so much for your kind words—i’ll be opening them soon, when i get back 🤍

a friendly reminder to be kind, always 🤍 there are real people behind tumblr accounts, and therefore, please act accordingly and be more gentle with each other ✨

[honey-minded-hivemind]

I like the idea of being called wasp anon thank you for giving me a name :)

And more silly ideas for X-Men au's

I've dubbed one "what's one more" because silly names are fun

Reader is a homeless teen who sees the mansion and breaks in one night planning to steal some food and stuff that a rich person wouldn't notice missing, when raiding the fridge one of the X-Men I'm thinking someone with a mutation that effects their looks (Kurt, Morph, anyone else) comes down stairs because of the noise they just think reader is another student they haven't met yet getting a snack reader realized "these people are like me!" And goes along with it in hopes of not getting in trouble.

They offer to walk reader back to their room letting them lead the way, reader who imagine having a mutation that lets them know where people are (enhanced smell or hearing as a part of their mutation) picks an empty room and says that they definitely live there and choses to stay the night and leave in the morning but they don't they meet all these nice people who think there new and they just play along somehow always narrowly missing the telepaths that could learn the truth, leaving the kitchen seconds before Xavier enters, checking out a library book and leaving moments before Jean enters looking for the exact book reader checked out.

Reader plays along because food, a warm bed, clean clothes, and no one judges them because of their mutation.

They take it as far as coming up with a fake schedule for classes and going to study sessions, heck reader didn't even know what and "X-Men" was until they managed to get their hands on one of the schools pamphlets.

Teachers, storm, Logan ect, just think that the email about reader joining their class got lost in the junk folder full of emails from parents screeching about grades or hateful emails from anti-mutent groups that got their emails.

They think they just forgot to mark reader as living in their dorm.

Reader lies about why they don't go in the danger room they just have a horrible medical condition that they conveniently forgot the name of

Reader makes sure to stay out of trouble to avoid having interaction with teachers that could figure them out.

The teens are now really obsessed with their new friend that just seemed to show up overnight their nice and kind and helped Kurt pick his lock after he left his key in his room! (Reader made them promise to never ask where they learned that skill) And they never go to parent teacher night saying their parents are just way too busy and live in another state.

Then there's the adults, reader is this child who showed up one day and started going to their classes and sat alone until they were invited for lunch by the teens they worry about reader they always seem on edge and only had three pairs of clothes until Jubilee invited them to go shopping they offer after school help but reader never shows up even if their failing they once saw reader pickpocket a kid who stole kitty's hair clip and get it back plus the kids wallet (they chose to ignore the theft) they wonder where reader learned these skills but feel it's rude to ask.

Until reader gets hurt one day when playing tag with the teens and they go to email readers parents about the incident they realize reader isn't in the school system infact reader never met Professor Xavier and it all comes to a head with reader sitting in the medical bay in a cast confused as to why every adult is shoving adoption papers in their face.

All in all it's just a bunch of chaotic lies and tactical bullshitting on readers part that they hope people believe.

It can be for literally any X-Men series.

Anyways thank you for listening to me ramble -the newly dubbed wasp anon!

F*ck yes, Wasp Anon! (I apologize for the long wait!)

This seems like maybe it'd fit in my reboot au of X-Men Evolution, X-Men Revolution, or The Animated Evolution, if you combined Evolution with TAS/97...

Reader, a homeless teen who was kicked out, snuck into this loaded house that full of more things than they've ever owned, it doesn't have mold or roaches, and theres food, LOTS of it. They're raiding the fridge, they're on high alert, they're gobbling whatever is closest and easiest to open, and then completely get lost in the fact they're eating for the first time in days and the food is good.

They're so lost in it, they don't notice Morph walk in, hoping to grab a glass of water, only to stumble on... a new kid? Huh. Must be recent. Well, mihht as well introduce themself and make sure they get back to bed, it's a school night! They ask to take a snack to bed, and well, why not? So off they go to find their room... and huh, the one this kid, Reader, they said their name was, lives in is a bit dull... Hmmm... this means a shopping trip is in order! They can do that this weekend! They bud the new kid good night, tell them where the bathroom and shower is, and leave an extra blanket by the door in case they need it.

Reader can't believe their luck. One, they'd didn't get caught; two, they now live here; three, they have FOOD. This. Is. Gold. They better keep this up though! If they get kicked out, they really will be sh*t out of luck, again... Except maybe since that person was weird, maybe this is a place for weird people? Huh...They can work with this-

Kurt is excited to have a new classmate, and they know how to pick locks and climb walls and how to hide snacks! They're so cool! And their mutation is useful, helping them sense where things are and different pheromones and how crowded a room is! It's like a dolphin, or a bat, or an owl, or something! Very rad!

Scott is trying to figure out when he missed the new kid coming in, but he figures they arrived late and just went to sleep. Of course they also know how to jerry rig first aid and are a master at capture the flag and hide and seek training. He wonders if they had to hide from someone before... Hmmm... He thinks their parents shouldn't visit. Or ever be near them again, if they're this jumpy about getting caught with food or hiding their protein bars. He'll try to keep an eye out for them...

Jubilee likes this new kid! They know have to how fun, they can do all kinds of tricks, and they are so good at color matching! They're perfect for shopping trips and picking out clothes to wear and new music to try! She's a bit concerned when they hide, or want to be alone, because that's not healthy signs, according to Xavier and Logan... She knows! She'll be their new friend, and help them break out of their shell! Then they won't be so scared, and she'll have a new friend, and everyone can have fun!

Logan is surprised to see a new kid in his classes, but assumes Xavier added a new student at the last minute. He's a little more suspicious when they happen to struggle with some of the homework. A few tutoring sessions in, and he finds they're a smart kid, they were just missing a few of thr basics. Who taught this kid? They're great when they understand what they're doing, but who forgot to teach them basics like subtraction and how to properly use adjectives in sentences? Sweet Nature, he has some words for their last teacher...

When the new kid ends up hurt during a training session, the Professor tries to find their paperwork so he can contact their parents or guardian or family... and discovers none. A bit more digging reveals they are not in fact a signed in student, but a runaway. And he feels sympathy for them. He looks up what he can about their real name amd background, and is horrified horrified find they ran away from home due to developing their gift, and being rejected... Well. That won't do at all. He decides to launch an investigation, and offers to have Reader placed under his or his friends' care...

What do you mean you don't need to be adopted? Yes you do, poppet, now please pick who you want as your legal guardian so we can start helping you get better. No, no arguing. You will rest, and we will talk about it later. Good. Now get some rest, and sweet dreams... We'll wake you up later to talk after a nap...

[deathbxnny]

Hello! Could I request Acheron, Feixiao and Jingliu x Angel! Reader, please? (In context the reeader is an extremely powerful entity that has lived for centuries, basically their job is to slay evil beings and demons. They don't have a true form as they can shapeshift. However they have 12 angelic pure white wings with a bright halo. They can use any weapons however they usually carried a hot flaming sword that can pretty much burn anything even Aeons. However they have a very unique and gentle aura as they can calm down their bloodlust or give them peace with just their presence alone. Despite all of that they are extremely kind and empathetic. However because of their extreme power and presence they can't always intervine and humans affairs as they are also bounded by rules. However they aren't afraid of bending them if it means they can save lives or make their beloved life a little better)

HSR women with an angel!Reader. | Acheron, Feixiao, Jingliu

I found this actually pretty fun to write about Anon, so I hope you'll enjoy this too!<3

Content: Established romantic relationships, hsr canon violence, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns.

((Not proofread))

》ACHERON

You being an angel often fades into the back of her mind, as your presence envelopes her scrambled memories into a warm and calming hug. She feels at ease around you, finally finding time to rest in between her hard and at times difficult workload as a galaxy ranger.

She respects you as an equal and doesn't bring up your inhuman nature ever. You are one in the same. But that doesn't mean she won't admire your strength in her own special way. With focused eyes, she'll watch your sword set ablaze in battle, wings spread wide as you take flight and soar through the skies like a free bird.

Acheron often ponders the meaning of your relationship, as she can't fully understand what it is about her that you like so much to stay for. She isn't anything remarkable in her eyes, just a wandering soul on an endless mission, but perhaps that's just another similarity that keeps you together.

》FEIXIAO

How exactly she got you to be her partner may remain a secret to everyone, as she herself often is at a loss for words. Especially when you shower her with her so much kindness and softness, something she rarely gets to have due to her rather harsh line of work. You are the only one who gets to see her so vulnerable.

Your prowess in battle leaves her beaming with pride every time. And your true form makes her sigh in wonder. She definitely asks to train with you for hours on end, even if you obviously go easy on her. She doesn't mind, as long as she can admire your form for longer this way.

She admires your respect for the rules of mortals, and her heart warms when you bend them for her or her people. Feixiao never asks you to do so directly, but it makes her feel good to know that she is worth the love and attention of an angel in this way.

》JINGLIU

Despite never saying it out loud, she's eternally thankful for your presence in her life. You keep her bloodlust at bay and give her the peace she so deeply yearns for. You ask for nothing but her love in return, and who is she to deny a divine entity? She feels undeserving of you, yet never says a word against it. A small selfishness on her part, perhaps.

Your holy form is burned into the forefront of her mind, a strong figure that she could never defeat and never wants to even in the depths of her crazed, sick mind. The light shining off your halo filters into her eyes through the blindfold and makes her sigh in relief every time you are near her. The pain is more bearable this way.

And yet, despite this deep love you share, she knows that it will end sooner than you want to. Even you can not save her, or perhaps she doesn't want to be saved anymore. It is an unspoken fate between you, too, and she'll let you believe that bending the rules of mortality will keep her at your side for longer if it is that that makes you happy.