#wanted to go to bed early

[transratsactivist]

well, I fucked it up

[kathonyy]

KATE SHARMA in BRIDGERTON 2x04 VICTORY

[bondilluns]

30min gerard ms paint sketch before i go to bed o7

[ID: A messy digital sketch of Gerard Way with his hair slicked back, holding a microphone to his mouth. He is painted in different shades of blue and fades into the black background]

[rebouks]

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Robin: Dad? Oscar: Me. Robin: Are you busy? Oscar: Not too busy to talk about getting a call from school earlier-.. three hours into the first day of term, no less. [Robin huffed, his shoulders slumping; that wasn’t what he wanted to talk about] Oscar: Two-way street, pal.. you talk, I talk. Robin: Fine-.. what does it mean when someone who’s usually an asshole suddenly starts being nice? Oscar: I guess it depends on the asshole, do they want something? Robin: I don’t know, it’s hard to tell via messenger-.. or any other time. Oscar: [hums] I dunno, I wouldn’t dismiss it straight away but I wouldn’t let my guard down either-.. play it by ear y’know? Your mom’s always saying life’s too short for grudges, but she can be too nice sometimes. Robin: So, somewhere in the middle is good? Oscar: Maybe? Life’s messy, bud.. I don’t think I can give you any definitive answers on this kinda shit. [Robin heaved a weary sigh, wishing he’d just gone to bed] Oscar: Are you gonna tell me what happened today? Robin: I don’t wanna talk about it. Oscar: You can’t just up n’ leave at lunch, what’re you playing at? Robin: Sorry. Oscar: Sorry ain’t gonna cut it every time, Robin. I don’t wanna have to start getting on your case about school, but if you don’t sort your shit out, we’re gonna have to-.. and let’s be honest, no one can be arsed with that. [Oscar jostled Robin’s knee affectionately, he wasn’t really mad, but he wasn’t messing around either] Robin: I’ll try harder. Oscar: No one’s asking you for straight A’s but you’re taking the piss now. Apply yourself or whatever the teachers say-.. and keep your ass inside the gates ‘til three as well, okay? Robin: Okay, okay! Oscar: You better! I’ll pick up a military school pamphlet if you don’t. Robin: [snorts] Yeah, right.

[pia55tri]

Carcar prompt!!

Carlos follows Oscar back on Insta randomly and Oscar is very ??? about it hehe

thank you for sending in a prompt 🫶

Oscar gets so many notifications on his public socials that he’s muted them all. That isn’t to say that he isn’t immediately informed when anything happens, because he is.

This time, it’s a message from his social media manager, who doesn’t really manage his posts, but does keep an eye out on them for the team. It goes, Just a few comments from some drivers on your latest post. And Carlos followed you back.

And Oscar’s immediate instinct is to ask, Carlos who?

Is it Carlos Alcaraz? That would be cool, but unlikely.

Even just as unlikely is Carlos Sainz Jr. following him back. But that’s just what happens.

Oscar stares at his followers list for a long moment. He isn’t on bad terms with Carlos, per se. But they’re not on — on great terms either. They just.

They talk. A lot. Carlos talks a lot, in general, and Oscar is exactly the type to goad him, so when they end up in the same vicinity — which is often, nowadays, given that they’re both living in Monaco and bumping into each other at the gym, or the padel court, or even Lando’s favourite haunts around the city — they end up talking for longer than Oscar anticipates.

And they take the same private jets. Same planes, if they’re flying commercial. They have the same friends on the grid. They go to the same gym.

It just happens. Oscar never expected it to, but it does. And somehow all those coincidences and those conversations snowball into texting on the regular and sending each other ridiculous posts from the internet and sports news clips and short messages about their very separate days. And.

Anyway. Throughout it all, Carlos never followed Oscar back on instagram. It was funny, at first (and still is, really), because Carlos would leave comments on his posts like a terrible stalker. For the first few weeks of their sort-of-friendship, Oscar doesn’t think that Carlos even knew he hadn’t been following Oscar back. But it’s since been a little joke between them.

(And imagine that, an inside joke between Oscar and Carlos Sainz Jr. Oscar was a child and spectator at one of Carlos’s rookie races. Little Oscar would have laughed in disbelief. Rookie Oscar would have also laughed in disbelief, in, albeit, a mildly different manner.)

So, now. Oscar is up at an unreasonable time, lounging in his underwear, in the middle of his messy room, and staring at the carlossainz55 in his followers list.

What the fuck.

He needs a sympathetic ear.

🏎🏎

“Okay?” Logan is not at all sympathetic. “And, uh, how does that make you feel?”

“I’m. Normal about it.”

“If you were normal about it, you wouldn’t have called me about it at,” a rustle and a sigh, “three in the morning about it. Mate, I have a meeting in, like, four hours.”

“Logan, please.”

“Call Fred or something.”

“No!” Oscar immediately protests. “And no calling Lando either. They’ll just tell me to— to smooch him or something.”

Another pause. “Well, mate, I don’t know what to tell you, but I personally think that if you’re thinking about ‘smooching’ someone at three in the morning, then you should probably do that.”

Oscar groans. “Fuck you, too.”

“Cheers,” Logan says brightly, then hangs up on him.

Oscar groans again.

🏎🏎

He finally gives in to his little lizard hindbrain and pulls up his messages with Carlos.

So you’re finally signing up to seeing me on your timeline regularly?

He stares at his screen with some shock at his own audacity. What is he—

A buzz. And a reply from Carlos.

Much easier than me going to look for your account every time I want to see you, yes?

Oscar stares some more.

Carefully, he places his phone screen-down on his bed. Looks up at the ceiling.

He can feel his heart in his throat.

Well.

Well.

[hamsternamedmarinette]

Seinfeld episode that takes place in Miraculous Paris

Jerry's new girlfriend thinks it's a red flag that he's never gotten upset enough to attract an akuma. Kramer joins a pool to place bets on how akuma battles will end up. Elaine starts dating the perfect man, but her attraction to him nosedives when she finds out he's been akumatized and his akuma form was really weird-looking and embarrassing. George pokes fun at her situation, but then he ends up akumatized for a super inane reason and his akuma form is the ugliest one by far.

[starbylers]

I just have to make the point that even legit leaks can a) absolutely be taken out of context. Like imagine pre s4 hearing ‘El plans a date for her and Mike, and Will thirdwheels them’, or ‘Mike finally tells El he loves her’, none of that gives you a comprehensive picture of the actual story and all the nuances within those specific events. For example it’s extremely possible that idk Mike is at some point very protective of El…like duh, he does love her and she literally almost died again at the end of s4 😭 or even something less dramatic and more just sweet. May I remind you Stancy s2 full on kiss and say they love each other and then break up later lmao. I just mean to say there are ways things could come across very pro-Mlvn while being wildly out of context. And b) any leak is coming through numerous filters. The original source, how accurate/detailed what they know is, how they communicate it, how the recipient interprets the information & decides to relay it sometimes based on their own agenda lol. I personally recommend never taking anything at face value even from possibly reliable sources 🫡

[tricitymonsters]

DAY 3 - Free Use

Content warnings: Kink Contract, free access to fuck, teasing, dom/sub, mind reading, objectification, dehumanization PREVIOUS NEXT

When Amir arranges a “free use” situation with you, he takes it very seriously and treats it as a very formal agreement.  There’s two reasons for this: one, because he’s a stickler for clear and informed consent when it comes to more advanced kink, and two, because PART of the magic is you signing control over to him willingly and deliberately.

First, he’ll draft up the terms of your stint as a Free Use Object for him.  He’ll tell you what he expects an agreement like this entitles him to, ensure that things you can’t cope with are taken off the table, establishes a tap-out word or phrase, etc.  He’ll also establish a time period in which you will be Free Use.  Normally he starts with a 24 hour period but if he thinks you can take more he prefers to go for a full weekend.  

He shows up with his contract and reads it to you- preferably somewhere semi-public like a coffee shop with JUST enough background chatter to cover his words, even if he’s a beacon for stares and unsubtle eyeballing.  It's not that he wants everyone to know what he’s saying to you, but he does want to start setting the stage for that delicious little bite of humiliation and dehumanization as he pulls you through the preliminary niceties (presentation and build-up is just as important as freely using you, he’ll remind you).

And your coffee date will culminate with you formally signing your agreement to make your body available for him to do pretty much anything he pleases with you for a couple of days.  When it’s time for him to go, he kisses you like the Klimt painting and excuses himself to his other obligations.

When it’s FINALLY time for the fun to start, Amir arranges for you to stay in his penthouse for the duration.  And he starts DIABOLICALLY slowly.

You wake up to hot, especially sensual kisses down the side of your throat.  His lips are soft and one of his hands wanders down your body idly.  When his phone chirps, however, he stops with one last “Good Morning” kiss and moves to get dressed for the day.  Though when he finally reemerges, he’ll start to push more and more as you go through the day.  You’re in the middle of a conversation about nothing in particular and circles you like a predator,  eyeing you up and down and giving your ass a slap when your words falter.  He’s interested in what you have to say, of course, please continue.  Free use means more than convenient hole on demand for him, he wants you to experience feeling like a pretty little fuckpet so while you’re still trying to get your thoughts out, he comes in from behind and slides his hands up under your shirt.  Now you get pinched for failing to keep up the conversation but by the time he works up from your sides to your nipples, the pinching and light but sadistic little tugs make your train of thought crash and burn.

He has you tits-out from that point on and every time he comes near you he’s touching them- thumbing or circling them with a fingertip to keep your nipples pert and erect.  He comments that it's cute multiple times.

Frankly, that’s just the appetizer and he only gets more intense as things go on.  He catches you making coffee later in the morning and without saying anything simply folds you over the counter and grinds his cock between your thighs.  He barely even acknowledges you either, you’re just a favorite toy, after all.

In the afternoon, Amir starts dealing with his clients and various communications he’s got to take care of.  He pulls you in by the jaw for a deep, hungry kiss before he directs you to the floor and spends an obscene amount of time working on correspondence while rubbing his high-heeled foot against the apex of your legs the whole time.  He’s never rough with it but the threat, humiliation, and constant stimulus are making your nerves fry and your need balloon rapidly.  

He finally fucks you fully once he’s done dealing with his emails, folding you over the table much like he did the kitchen counter, but this time he pours an excessive amount of scened lubricant on the naked small of your back just to watch it sluice between your flanks before he fingers you compliant enough to fuck.

Which he does, full force.  You’re actually surprised at how much force he can put into it.  Amir can pick up on your thoughts if they’re loud enough and he’s plowing into your tight, slick little hole he’s definitely managing to fuck the only thought you have to the front of your brain.

He chuckles and leans low over you.  “I’m sorry, you thought ‘free use’ meant you’d just be tied up somewhere all day for me to play with?”

He pauses to moan lasciviously as you tighten around him, too spun up to make real words with your slack, drooling mouth.  

“I suppose for many that would be how one sets up a Free Use scene.  I am, however, a very busy man, darling.”  He runs a hand through his hair, pushing it off his slightly flushed face.  “I need a certain degree of performance out of my toys.”

You flush, unable to keep yourself from thinking of his high-performance sports car and he scoops up the thought with another chuckle even as you can feel him tensing up as he nears his end.  “Yes, just like that.  I could tie up anyone and leave them blindfolded and fuckable but it takes a special kind of toy to keep me engaged.  The best kind.”

He does you the favor of beaming you several potent mental snapshots of what you guess to be an embellished version of his point of view but the objectification, the domination only makes your arousal spike.  

But not nearly as much as it does when you feel his breath hiss sharply and then he cums in you hard and fast, with such force that you can feel him throbbing and his molten hot cum fill your insides.  The best toy indeed.

[sergle]

I feel you, its so bad 😭, I had to go on a functioning adult human schedule for school and good god, out the house by 7am... bad bitches are not built for that..

WE REALLY ARE... and man, I can brute force myself into any schedule if there are things that HAVE to be done at certain times (like school, like you said) but it absolutely never feels "right". it feels like waking up at 3am to go to the airport type of shit. and it is truly so annoying... to get hit with the "that's a Normal schedule, you need to Fix your schedule" okay. alright. but let me hit you with this one. is it "normal" or is it just conducive to a 8 - 5. because no matter what my sleep schedule is like, or how locked in I am, I'm more clear headed at night + more productive and energetic. and no matter what, I'm tired during the day, especially the brightest times of day when the sun is allegedly supposed to be signaling my brain to be awake and alert. and it doesn't matter how much sleep I got.

[smilesflower]

such a heartthrob...

[the-spam-specialist]

Early morning half-asleep Amethio with messed up hair, a Charcadet t-shirt, and a coffee mug that says "Don't talk to me"

[veryaren]

this trend is so fun. Also I have 2 hours on papa Louie pals

[alackofghosts]

they're so silly 🥹

[naffeclipse]

I want to answer asks but the sleepiness is setting in and I'm struggling for my life here help

[books-and-dragons]

I'm so sorry, I'm kinda drunk and dropping another idea, do with it whatever ye will.

Yknow how in the beginning of the game, Sojiro tells Ren he won't take care of him when he gets sick?

Consider: he's not used to city germs/being that closely shoved against other people on the train. He DOES start to get sick around Kamoshida's Palace, powers through it, and then is SUPER sick just after it's over.

He plans on sucking it up and hiding it, but Futaba hears his hacking coughs over her bug even when he's upstairs, followed by wheezing, maybe even a little weeping. He's constantly in and out of the bathroom, and he's starting to run out of tissues.

Futaba nervously texts Sojiro that the kid they took in sounds awful. Sojiro is gruff at first and says he's not a baby, he can take care of himself. She responds by sending him the audio and suddenly Dad Instincts kick in

y/n

obviously it's a YES, our brainrots continue because early-game ren and sojiro dynamics break my heart every time how dare you get me so invested in this idea, this post got too long so it's going under a read more

listen listen look i love sojiro and the coffee family okay, but early-game?? sojiro could catch these hands

ren has already been though so much by the time he arrives in tokyo, to then be put into a dusty old attic like a spare part would absolutely fit in with ren's own perception of himself at that stage. it would be almost too easy for him to put his own health on the backburner kinda like he's already used to it

very used to not taking up space, 'not being a bother', and then sojiro really reinforces this message when ren first gets to leblanc- so when ren inevitably gets ill a month into his probation, it's already doomed for maladaption

tokyo would be such a breeding ground for sickness compared to the countryside, and ren just doesn't have the consitution to deal with it. the dusty attic and poor eating habits don't help matters, and then we have the stress of kamoshida and the metaverse?? ren is not having a Good Time™

at first it's something he thinks he can shrug off, and is adamant that ignoring it is the way to go. a cold, it's nothing, he can handle this alone, no need to bother anyone else with it.

inevitably, he gets worse, because that's what happens when you don't rest and let yourself recover. a tickly cough becomes a tightness in his chest, mild congestion shifts into an attack on his senses and blurriness- but maybe that's the dizziness. he's not really sleeping, either.

it's something that's becoming increasingly difficult to brush off and hide, he even relented to finally getting some medicine (nothing as strong as he needs by this point, that would eat too much into his limited funds, but some painkillers to take the edge off). once or twice he's tempted to stay off school, at morgana's insistence, or a too close call where he definitely blacked out for a minute, but then sojiro's voice will ring in his head 'i won't be the one looking after you if you get sick', 'your parents got rid of you for being a pain in the ass', and all his worst insecurities come rushing back and he's resolved to deal with it on his own

meanwhile, futaba's been making use of her hidden audio bugs- normally they're a comfort for her in the daytime, but since the new kid- ren- has been staying at the cafe (part-timer her ass, how gullible does sojiro think she is?!), she's been listening more frequently. when ren gets sick, she figures it out quickly.

time goes on, he's not getting better- he's actually getting worse- and futaba starts to wonder if she's the only one who knows

(there's something in his sharp contrasts- the quiet kid who shuffles through the cafe and takes sojiro's scolding, to the coughing kid who cries into the silence of night when he thinks there's nobody there to see it- that stabs through her numbness. it feels like a companion to her own ghost)

one night she swears the kid gets up to be sick, and there's hardly any sound heard from the attic all night. if nobody's gonna help ren, then she will (futaba used to like helping, once upon a time).

she texts sojiro the next day, when ren doesn't say anything again, and goes off to school with what she bets is a fake assurance on his face

and you're so right, sojiro dismisses her concern really easily, claims the kid can 'take care of himself' and he won't 'baby' the part-timer. insists ren needs to learn some disipline, then maybe he'll stay out of trouble

frustration wells in futaba- if she was less fixated on what was going on with ren, she'd register it's one of the first changes of mood she's had for months- and she responds with nothing but an audio clip, an attached explanation that this is just from the past few days- it's been going on for weeks, then she waits, and hears the distant sound of her compilation through one of the bugs, a hitched breath from sojiro, curse words under his breath-

for all his earlier postulating about not helping ren if he gets sick, sojiro is immeditely struck with a pang of concern- it sounded bad, and if futaba's words were anything to go by, this had been going on for a while. the kid's at school now (at school, being as ill as that and he was still going to class-), so sojiro will talk to him when he gets back. there's a chance he goes a bit too over the top, between the variation of medicines he purchases, supplies he grabbed from home- if you accused him for over-compensating after maybe being too harsh on the kid in the beginning, you'd be right

and you just know ren would be so resistent at first to help, or even just the offer of staying off school. in his sickness-induced fugue, ren's filter-less in rattling off how he can't stay off, what will the students and teachers think, and he has work that afternoon, and a test soon, and he doesn't want to get in the way-

sojiro's heart just shatters

this kid, whose been silently carring the weight of the world and has apparently been falling to pieces for weeks now and sojiro didn't even notice?

(a part of it reminds him too much of the other kid he's got at home, the countless ways he's already failed futaba, and now ren too? he feels useless)

sojiro focuses on what he can do, and that's making the kid rest. work will understand, school can wait, ren isn't an inconvenience, he guides the kid to bed, calls takemi immediately (who rushes over, despite the fact she's technically closed at this hour, and refuses to take any payment),

even still, there's this stilted awkwardness between them when the quiet pushes on too long- they hardly know each other, afterall. sojiro is still figuring out the 'caring for kids' thing, and ren isn't familiar with any kind of parental affection, so some of sojiro's care veers a bit too close to clinical or mechanic, and ren still struggles to communicate what kind of help he needs, but it's enough for now.

for now, sojiro is there. he's trying, and at least ren's getting some colour back on his skin. for now, ren's willing to take a few days off and have some medicine, but he's over-apologetic and definitely tries to make up for his sickness once he's healed. it's gonna take them both a while yet, but luckily there's always their guardian hacker, ready and able to call them out when needed (and maybe some day she'll be able to keep an eye on ren and sojiro in person)

[averlym]

"why would anyone do this?"