#yappa answers

[yappacadaver]

Could we see various ways Zevlor's tail would react to someone he's in love with? Thank you for doing this!

You sly dog, you got me animating

(I do animated commissions btw)

[yappabackup]

my girl. WHAT HAPPENED.

So I originally signed up for my tumblr account through my university (crazy, ik) but that school has recently been completely shut down as a matter of national scandal. My associated credentials no longer exist, and I’ve been trying to change my account information but since I no longer have access to the email, it’s been impossible without the help of @support, who haven’t yet sent me a solution :( so now I’m stuck on this brand new yappa backup until they help me 😭😭

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hear ye, hear ye! I come with a spicy request most worthy of a several year sentence in Horny jail! XD

Bottom villain x top hero, where the two are in an enemies with benefits kinda situationship, and this time seems like it’s gonna be no different (rough and kinda mean). But then, gasp, it’s revealed the villain was recently injured, and the hero gets pretty concerned. The villain insists on things continuing as normal, but the hero, not wanting to hurt their nemesis, changes things up, and does em sweet, slow, and gentle <3

“Ready?” All it took was this one word to activate the villain’s entire nervous system.

Usually, the hero didn’t lose many words over this. It was quick and rough. For the most part, that made it desirable. Sleeping with the enemy was thrilling and more or less like an adrenaline kick for the villain. It was a luxury they could afford. It didn’t mean anything. It didn’t have to either.

The hero was proficient and smart. They had figured out what the villain liked and what they didn’t like in the first few hookups they had spent together. If it hadn’t been for their stupid righteousness and their sense of justice that would never be just, they would’ve probably made a great partner. In bed at least.

Admittedly, the villain had thought about that a few times. Would the hero be a good lover? Someone who was willing to save everyone if they could? Someone who would put others before themselves constantly? Someone who may choose a city over a person?

After all, probably not. And even if they were, who would want the villain? Someone rotten, someone broken, someone—

“You’re distracted.”

“Oh, yes. Yeah, sorry.” The hero’s hand ran along the villain’s inner thigh and even though the stitches should have been good enough, the villain was nervous.

How on earth was anyone supposed to stitch the back of their thigh anyway?

They grabbed the hero’s muscly shoulders and tried to steady themselves.

“Alright.” The hero’s hand travelled down the villain’s thigh until they reached their knee. From there, they grabbed the hollow of the villain’s knee. “I have a meeting in an hour, so I’ll need to be quick today.”

“Yes, of course,” the villain said. They watched as the hero handled their leg and put it on their own shoulder. Cold air hit their shin but they knew in a few seconds, they wouldn’t even need the blanket anymore. The villain swallowed and prayed the hero wouldn’t notice the stitches.

Although they pressed a soft kiss to the villain’s thigh, they barely broke eye contact. Immediately, the villain felt the blood rush to their head.

Sometimes they really needed the hero.

After a few more kisses, the hero leaned forward until the villain’s thigh was pressed between their naked chests. They were close again, close enough to kiss but the villain knew their nemesis never really did that. Kissing their body? Sure. Kissing the villain? On good days, maybe.

The villain found the position familiar and yet, their wound made it nearly impossible to enjoy it.

Eventually they pulled the hero closer, waiting for them to push themselves into them.

However. The thread snapped and the villain could feel how the wound ripped open again.

They let out an involuntary sigh and held onto the villain’s back. Accidentally, they left scratch marks on their enemy’s skin.

“Wait, I haven’t even…”

“No, it’s fine, sorry. Continue. Please,” the villain choked out between clenched teeth.

“Oh…wait, holy shit.” The hero looked down and all the villain had to see was smeared blood on the hero’s hand. “Was that me!?”

“Nononono, I’m so sorry. That was yesterday.”

“I’m gonna get a towel.”

“No.” The villain grabbed them before they could go. “I look forward to this day every week. Let’s just finish this quickly, the bleeding isn’t even that bad.”

“Listen, I know you’re strong but…” The hero put their hand on the cut to stop the bleeding. It wasn’t too bad but the pain was still excruciating. “…having sex while bleeding is counterproductive.”

“We’re already naked and you don’t have much time left.”

“I can cancel my meeting.”

“Please, let’s just—”

“As stubborn as ever, I suppose.” The hero made an expression close to a warm smile and at first, the villain didn’t quite understand. However, when the hero pushed the blanket against the wound and themselves into the villain at the same time, the villain couldn’t help but moan happily.

The hero’s fingers were gentler and their movements slower than usual. As if the villain was something very delicate.

“This is stupid,” the hero whispered. “Tell me if anything’s wrong.”

But the villain could barely listen. Despite the pulsating wound in their leg, they could only concentrate on the sweet pleasure the hero was giving them. It felt better than expected.

And then the hero leaned over, pressure still on the wound, to kiss them.

The villain had never felt this desired in their entire life. Their heart was pounding in their chest when they felt the hero’s tongue in their mouth.

They didn’t demand anything, they didn’t take anything. It was simple and raw pleasure that the hero gave them. As if they’d been waiting for this.

“You’re so stupid, do you know that?” the hero whispered against the villain’s skin when they had to catch new air.

“Oh, I—” The villain couldn’t even form a sentence. Their enemy was hitting good spots constantly. Instinctively, they reached for the hero’s neck to pull them closer.

“Promise me to tell me next time, got it?” the hero asked. They planted a trail of kisses down the villain’s throat and sucked on their skin softly.

“If you treat me like this again,” the villain answered between moans. They couldn’t think anymore. It felt better than it should have.

It felt good enough to fall in love.

The villain wanted to hate them for it. For their gentleness and their sweet voice but all the villain had on their mind was their nemesis on top of them.

“Every night, if you want to,” the hero promised. They smiled against the villain’s skin.

“I love you,” the villain mumbled. They hadn’t realised it. They wouldn’t even remember it.

But the hero would remember. And it was all they could think about for the next few months.

[onabat11e]

What are your favorite (luna) fan fics to read and (or) write? Fics based on things that have happened and then with a little bit of imagination added or a completely made up fic?

Also absolutely cannot wait to read your new fic! Especially after seeing that Luna pre match UWCL photo with their smiles and the their height difference🫠

i love reading fics that are current or based on real things because I'm like 'hehe i remember that game' or something because I'm silly like that. writing however, not as much. because I'll stress over details or getting fics out within a reasonable time from events happening. so i tend to write like 'eh this could realistically happen but isn't necessarily based off of any real-time events'

completely made up is also fun! personally I don't really read AUs as much as i used to when i was a teenager (i used to be all over highschool AUs) but now i prefer it to kinda just stick to a more realistic setting rather than them being completely different characters idk. i always joke that when i write im like 'AU where everyone speaks perfect english xx'

[lewishamiltonstuff]

You Lewis fans are a bunch of hypocrites. Imagen if someone was calling Lewis a baby, wouldn't you get defensive and get mad, but when someone does it to Max, it's ok.

Lewis would be ashamed of you lot.

I can't 'imagine' because Lewis doesn't act like a baby.

Your fav acts like one all the time. You act like a baby, you get called a baby. As simple as that.

Idk about us but you lot should be ashamed of yourself for bullying Claire and spamming her comment section with your threats and insults.

[mmgoodsewp]

CAN I PET COMET PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

Erhh.. convincing her was hard. I’m surprised your hand didn’t get bitten off or smt !!

[zeroclockk]

— ⋆˙⟡ Love Your Feeling (JJK) || Chapter one

- Cat Fights ₊˚⊹♡

"We're going to a party!" Minnie told us. "DO YOU KNOW WHO'S GONNA BE THERE?" "Yeah, yeah. Your future husband blah blah i know" she responded

Pair: jjk x femOC, college students, best friends

Word count: 6.6k

masterlist || taglist

!Friends to Lovers, Protective Brother, Secret Dating, Friends with Benefits, Angst, Mature content, Dysfunctional Family, Fluff, Smut, Mentions of Alcoholism and Abuse

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"Time's up, pens down"

Alright, I actually butchered that test. I mean it's not like I'm a grade A student, plus maths is.. overrated, fucked up. Who cares? Not me.

I pick up my backpack from the ground and walk over to the teacher's desk to hand in my test. No expression on my face as I walk past his desk, to the exit of the class room. Please don't call my name, please just let me go-

"Nayun!" I sigh loudly. Turn around in my tracks, and walk back. "Yes sir?" I try to sound as politely as possible, whilst giving him a faint little smile.

"Sit down for a second please" he points at the desk that's closest to his, I sit down in that very seat.

"Your grades haven't been the best in weeks, is everything okay at home?" I hate it when teachers act all concerned, maybe teach a little better? Maybe that'd help.

"Yeah I know. I've been great, maths just isn't my strongest subject" I say trying to keep my posture straight, looking down at my finger nails.

"Could you spare me 5 minutes of your time whilst I grade your paper right now?" I look back up, eyebrows raised. I wanna sigh so loudly, I need to stay respectful though. Why now? All this does, is take time off my precious, little, lunch.

"Yeah that's alright" I respond, as he reverts his focus on my test paper.

*bzz*

I grab my phone

JK: yo where you at?

Me: Mr. Kangs classroom, maths. Meet me there.

I immediately put my phone back again, and wait. Look around the room. There's not a lot to it. I remember at my old school, the teachers had their designated classrooms as well. They'd decorate it in whatever subject they were teaching.

This school? Not so much.

"So.. miss Min" he starts, putting his pen down. He places his elbows on the table, hands intertwined with each other, leaning his chin on top of it.

All I can do, is patiently await on what he has to say. I could give fuck all on maths, but Mr. Kang is scary.

"If you keep scoring this low, you won't pass next year. You got a 37% today." He says. Please just, get me out of here.

"I'll see if I can arrange something regarding my grade, i apologize." I get up from my seat, and leave the classroom. Give me 1 reason not to smash this man's car right now. 'Everything okay at home?' Yappa yappa, fuck this honestly.

I continue down the hallway, until I spot Jungkook. "How'd your test go?" Jungkook asks me. Jungkook has been my best friend since 7th grade, we grew very close over the years. "What do you think?"

"Not well?" He asks me again

"I didn't even get to the last question" I tell him, which makes him laugh. Bitch.

"HEY NAYUN HOW'D YOUR-"

"Sshh don't ask" Jungkook interrupts Nabi who spotted us walking in the hallway.

"oh- okay well... Jia is watching the football practice, wanna go sit with her?" She asks.

"Anything that takes my mind off of that stupid test is fine with me" I answer.

I really don't mind the fact that I didn't do well, it's the fact that he had to bring up my home situation. I'll tell him it's fine, of course. But one suspicion and I'll be sent to the counselor, again. I've done my story many times, over and over again.

"Why's she watching the football practice?" Jungkook asks Nabi. "Better question, why aren't you watching with her?" I say. Jungkook looks at me with a confused face, poor boy is not being led in on any of the tea.

"HEY! I'm not that desperate okay" Nabi responds, looking down at the ground. "You're saying that as if we're not heading over to practice right this second" I laugh.

She's not going to appreciate that comeback. I look over to her side, and as guessed she's looking at me very annoyed. Jungkook still doesn't know what we're on about, as we continue down the hall.

Football practice takes place at the back of the building, on the big field. It's really not that interesting, just some dudes kicking a ball around. But, I'm afraid to admit I'm quite excited as well. Taehyung is on the team, schools most popular boy. I would get killed if I admitted to finding him let's say... a little intriguing.

Nabi quietly runs over to Jia as soon as she's in sight, and sits next to her. Theyre probably gossiping about the reason why they're here in the first place.

"What are they on?" Jungkook asks me. He's so clueless, it's funny. I giggle a little, and tell him.

"Take a guess Jungkook, we're at a FOOTBALL practice.. full of BOYS" I make sure to pronounce the important clues to that sentence slowly, so that hopefully he'll catch on.

"Ew.. Do I really have to go with you guys? I didn't imagine my lunchtime to be spent watching a bunch of sweaty guys play football"

"Hey don't leave me alone in this, Don't you think there are things id rather be doing than this?" I lie, I might enjoy doing this for my lunch break.

I intertwine my arm with his making him stay put on the bleachers. "Well, why don't we just take a run for it and spend lunch doing more fun things?" Jungkook says.

"We could but.. We're already here, I think they might want us here. I don't see Minnie either so." Even if I wanted to spent my lunch with Jungkook. I gotta say that I'm pretty lazy as well. Jungkook and I walk over to the two girls sitting on the bleachers, giggling trying to look their best. And I can tell you, it's working.

"Hiii!" Jia greets me. I quickly hug her and sit next to her. "So who are we looking at" Jungkook asks.

"You told him?!" Jia snaps her head at me, jaw dropped. "I mean why else would we be here? I can't lie to him you know that" Honestly I just wanted to gossip with him, I can lie to that boy all I want.

"You dirty-" She switches her gaze from me to Jungkook, and squints her eyes.

"We're not looking at anyone" and looks back at the field.

Jungkook and I look at each other, bursting into laughter. "As if we're gonna believe that" I say.

"Yeah seriously tell us, who are we looking at" Jungkook asks.

Jia is seriously getting pissed, but she isn't gonna get Jungkook to believe we're just sitting here because of the fresh air or something.

Nabi chimes in smiling "You see number 5? She totally got a crush on Him" She tells Jungkook

"HEY! NO NO, LET'S TALK ABOUT NUMBER 11 INSTEAD" Jia says pointing at the field where number 11 and 5 are standing, doing pretty much nothing.

"WHAT?! NO NO, We don't have to number 11 is pretty much irrelevant" Nabi nervously laughs leaning over Jia, pushing her arms away.

The two boys notice the fuss from behind them and they look at all of us, Nabi and Jia quickly sit back down smiling softly as if they weren't fighting just now.

"Anyways where's Minnie?" I ask both of the girls.

"She's skipping school to go out with some mystery boy" Jia answers. "Hold up what??" Nabi and I both say confused that one of us is going out.

"Yeah I have no idea, she's seeing some guy but I'm not allowed to know who" Jia informs us. That makes one of us to actually get some dick, congrats.

"Do you know anything about this guy?" Nabi asks.

"Nope, I have a feeling he goes to this school but I got no clues whatsoever. It was difficult finding out she was hanging out with a boy in the first place" Jia tells her.

Usually, I'm not really that curious of a person. I think I should leave people and their businesses alone but when it comes to my best friends? Yeah, I'd definitely wanna know. Minnie is hanging out with a guy, possibly from school? Why didn't she tell us? Is this guy hot? Is he good to her?

Anyways.. when is it my turn, I'm seriously getting tired. 19 years, and all I've gotten is guys just looking for a little fling. It's frustrating thinking ur about to settle with someone, just to hear they don't want anything serious.

"Omg Nayun, look that guy is totally looking at you!" Nabi says which snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Huh, what?" I say redirecting my attention to her. "Number 1, he's totally looking at you" Nabi says again.

I look over at the field to find number 1 looking our way. Number 1 aka THE Kim Taehyung. He's 20 years old, 178cm tall. He's honestly so handsome, to have him looking at me sounds quite, unreal to say the least. I don't crush on people an often but, Taehyung has definitely been an exception recently.

"Ew no he's probably just checking out Jungkook" I say to get the awkwardness off of me.

"Oh my god yes please" Jungkook says before biting his lip softly, waving at the guy looking at us. Everyone bursts into laughter. Why is he like this, I can't with this dude.

"What do you guys have for your next class?" I ask.

"We're free" Nabi says referring to Jia and her while swinging her arm around Jia's  neck.

"Are you kidding me? How?" I ask.

"Wednesdays are short for us and our economics teacher is sick." Jia answers.

"Ugh, jealous. Jungkook what about you?" I look over to his side. "I got English next, after that I got art, and then I'm done" he replies.

"Is art a two hour class for you?" I ask. "Yeah, I finish at 3 pm" he says. "Great! wanna take the bus home together?" I ask him. I seriously do not want to ride home alone today.

I don't know what it is but one day I just don't want to go on my own, and the other I'd wish I was the only person taking that bus. "Sure I'll wait at your locker" he says.

"Wait, you guys really spent your time watching these sweaty guys? Like as in your free time? Voluntarily?" Jungkook asks Nabi and Jia. "The situation still isn't very clear to you now is it Jungkook?" I ask him.

"No, please do explain" he answers.

Seriously this dude does not catch on for the life of me, sometimes it gets really annoying but it isn't his fault.

"Okay so Nabi has this thing for number 11 Park Jimin, and Jia has this thing for number 5 Kim Jongin, they call him Kai" I explain

"Ohh so Nabi wasnt kidding" He says.

"No she was full on exposing Nabi" i laugh. "Wait, Kai's real name is Jongin?"

"Yeah I didn't know either, no clue where it comes from" Kai sounds better anyways so who really cares?

"This is boring me already"

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My last class felt like it was never going to end, I've never been so bored in my entire life. I walk to my locker, to grab my stuff. Jungkook is already leaning against it. Legs crossed, phone in hand. At first sight, he looks like he'd be one of the popular ones.

He changed his look a lot, over the years. Going from this baby faced little boy, with a bowl cut. To a well mannered guy that goes to the gym, grown out hair, and great sense of fashion.

I try to stay as silent as possible in attempt to scare him, but I fail. He's spot me already, tucking his phone in his pocket. "Sup. You wanna grab something to eat first before going home?" He asks me.

"Omg can we please go to Bunny Bites?" I answer, opening my locker to grab my stuff. He agrees with me.

Bunny bites is, despite its name. A really cute cat cafe, downtown. Not many people know of it, since it's quite tucked away. The people who do know, like to gate keep the place.

The place is so, pinterest worthy. The moment it gets known to the public, there'd be a waitlist just to sit there. We walk next to each other on the way out of the school building. Not really known what to talk about i just decided to stay silent. Our silences are never awkward so thats positive.

The amounts of times we've gone to Bunny Bites, has become countless. Definitely a hidden gem, between our friend group. Taking the bus there doesn't need a lot of thinking, as it just goes automatically at this point.

As we're walking through the hallway, I wonder if we'd be able to spot Minnie's, 'hot' new boyfriend.

"Do you have any idea who Minnie's new boyfriend might be?" I ask looking at him. "Pfft, you really think I'd know?"

"Well I don't know maybe you know people who like saw them together or whatever.. it wouldn't be impossible you know" I say looking back at the ground. "What's she into?" He asks, making me look up at his face. "What?"

"like what does she look for in guys? maybe we can spot someone who fits her standards" he says waiting for my answer, looking around the hallway.

"Oh!.. Well, I don't know... old?" I answer him.

"OLD? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?" He says, very confused about what I just told him.

I laugh at him for not understanding the joke, his reactions can be priceless when he doesn't know what's going on. "Don't worry it's a joke" I reassure him.

"Dang I for real thought she wanted to get her love interests out of a retirement home or something" he says while holding the straightest face ever as if he's being really serious about this.

"A RETIREMENT HOME BYE~" I say not being able to hold in my laughter. "YEAH WELL HOW WOULD I KNOW?" He yells. I laugh so hard my knees give in and i somewhat fall to the ground. "Let's just get to the bus" i say wiping my tears of laughter, away from my face.

Jungkook opens the door to the exit of the school, holding it open for me. Swinging his arm to the opening, signing for me to go first.

"There you go 'm lady" he says. Bowing his head down a little, talking in a proper accent. "Why thank you, kind sir." I respond. Bending my leg a little, with the other one crossing behind it. Holding up my imaginary dress, as I also bow down my head.

The bus station is right outside the school, and is already waiting there. I sit down, at the window side of the bus. Holding my backpack on my lap, arms across the front of it. Jungkook sits next to me, on the aisle seat.

He grabs his phone and a set of earphones, out of the front pocket of his backpack. Then places the bag on the ground between his legs, before he offers me one earpiece. As I put the earphone in, he puts the other one in his. "What do you want to listen to?" Jungkook asks me, offering me the phone.

"You choose" I tell him, not wanting to take the time to come up with something i'd want to listen to. Omg no... I realize what he's put on as soon as I hear the first note. This man will not shut up about "Justin Bieber" and of course, he's put that on.

I sigh as I think to myself that I should've just chosen something myself, anything would've been better than Justin Bieber. "Give me that phone" I say holding out my hand, gesturing for him to give me the phone but he doesn't.

"No you told me to choose so... your bad" He says.

Oh my lord this man.

I just close my eyes, and rest my head on the window of the bus. Not registering any of the music that's blasting into my ear. I feel a tap on my knee and I open my eyes looking at jungkook. "We're here" he says with a soft smile.

I didn't even notice time pass as Jungkook rips the earphone from my ear and puts it in his backpack before standing up,

"Ow!" I exclaim, reaching for my ear with my hand. "Careful next time" he doesn't care, and just checks out. I stand up and follow him outside of the bus.

It's a small 2 minute walk, from the bus to the cafe. It's in this small alleyway, you could call it a shopping alley. It's small independent shops, owned by the people who live above the shop. They've decorated the street, with nice little lights and flowers.

Bunny bites in particular, has awning stripes in baby pink and white. The door and window frames, have also been painted in the same baby pink. The inside has been furnished with, whites and a light wooded color.

As you enter the cafe. You're expected to take your shoes off, and wash your hands. Then you go through the second door, and sit down. So we do just that.

The owners are nice, it's a mother with her daughter that takes care of the place. They make the best pastries, and breakfast meals. The place is fairly small, as it isn't really popular. There's about 4 tables, and a sofa.

"I think I'm gonna order the pancake with strawberries and chocolate" I say as I greet the cats. Jungkook says hi to the one of the cats aswell. "Imma get one too"

I haven't spotted my favorite cat yet. His names Coco, and he's the absolute sweetest. He's got white fur, with big dark brown spots, and some orange spots. A big fluffy calico cat.

We greet the elder woman, as she walks towards us. "What can I get you sweeties today?" She smiles.

"I'm craving one of your delicious Japanese pancakes, with banana and honey topping" Jungkook says, before the woman looks at me.

"For me a pancake aswell, but with strawberry and chocolate topping" standing up from the ground, sitting at one of the round tables.

"Sorry, could I ask where Coco is?" I ask the woman. "Ah he hasn't come to you yet?" She asks, and I shake my head.

"Hold on, I think he slipped upstairs" She turns around. Walks to the door that separates the cafe from their home, as she calls for him.

Not even 10 seconds later, he's walking through the doorway. As soon as Coco spots me, he's meowing like crazy sprinting at me. He jumps up on my lap, and reaches with his head for my cheek. I'm just as excited to see him, as he is to see me.

It's that my mother doesn't allow cats, otherwise I would've snatched this one away. "Why is it always you that gets the animals attention" Jungkook says, shaking his head playfully. "He just loves me I can't help it"

In the mean time, the woman's has started to make our pancakes. I'm not even that hungry, but I've always got room for some of her pancakes. "You should see if you could adopt him"

"I wish, mom wouldn't allow it tho" I answer between my baby talk to coco, as I pet his head. His little paws are stretched right underneath my collarbones, back legs stretched out on my thighs.

It doesn't take long for our food to arrive, serving us our pancakes and 2 smoothies. "It's on the house" She tells us. Both Jungkook and I tell her off.

"Ma'am we couldn't" He says. "Yeah no we'll pay for it, tip even. It's not a problem"

"You guys are young, save your money okay. Let me treat you this meal. You've came in regularly, and always been so nice. See this as a thank you" She smiles. Jungkook and I are silent, we don't know what to answer. She already returns to her kitchens, so I guess it's a free lunch.

I put Coco back on the ground, and grab my phone out of the pocket of my skirt. Our school was very thoughtful, while making these school uniforms. I have pockets in my skirt, the uniform isn't ugly either. I'm gonna be honest, I quite like my school uniform.

I open my phone as I see an incoming snap from Minnie. I open the picture she sent me but it's so blurry it takes time to actually realize what's been captured. I examine the picture thoroughly, and turn it around for Jungkook to see.

"Look Minnie sent me a snap, I think it happened on accident" I show him the picture and he's immediately invested in it. "That's totally some boys hair over there" he says as he points to the corner of the screen examining the picture as well.

"What?" I answer. I didn't see it. I couldn't make anything out of that picture for the life of me, but as I look closely at the top corner of the picture, I notice what Jungkook had just pointed out. and he is right.

"So he has black hair then!" I say excitedly looking up at him. "I'm telling you we'll find out who he is, we just gotta play detective carefully" He says.

"We'll see, I don't understand why she's not telling us like- it's not like I'll tell the whole school, I bet he isn't ugly either so nobody will make fun of her. I just don't understand" I tell him taking my food from the tray and placing it in front of me.

"You? Not telling the whole school?" He says doubtingly. "HEY! Don't do me like that I can keep a secret okay" I say in defense. "Sure whatever you say" he laughs. I ignore his comment and just start eating.

The pancake is to die for, I wish I could eat this every single day. She drizzles melted chocolate over the freshly cut strawberries, that are placed on top of the fluffy pancake. And it doesn't take long to finish it, either. By the time I'm completely done, I remember that I was supposed to tutor today.

Usually I tutor on Mondays, but since they won't be home they asked me to come a few days early. I hastily check the time to see it's 4.35pm already, I was supposed to be there at 5.

"Omg. Jungkook I'm so sorry gotta go, I'm gonna be late!" I say. I stand up from my chair and pet Coco one last time to say goodbye. Of course I thank the lady for our food, and kindness. "What? where?" he asks confused standing up as well.

"I have to tutor today but I forgot" How could I forget ugh my stupid brain. "Where is it ill take the bus with you"

"Ahh it's somewhere near Gongdeog station I gotta be there in 25" I say

"Don't worry well make it it's not too far from here" he says. He grabs his backpack aswell, thanks the lady just like I did. And just like that we rush out of the cafe.

It's getting on my nerves as I'm rushing late. it's nice of Jungkook to go with me, it takes my mind off of things a bit. I'm still stressed about the whole situation, how could I be so stupid to forget? Luckily we make it in time by just 1 minute.

"You really didn't have to come all the way to the front door with me Jungkook, thank you for coming with me tho" I say to him, out of breath from running from the bus stop to the front door. "It's fine don't worry about it yun" he says catching his breath.

"Quick go in, you'll be late" Gesturing for me to go up to the house. "Thanks again, I'll see you later" I say turning to the front door and ringing the doorbell.

I look behind me to see Jungkook has left already and look back to the front door as the child's mother opens the door.

"Hi sorry i'm late it won't happen again I promise" i apologize to his mother, as she kindly smiles at me.

"Oh don't worry about it. Jaewoo is running late as well, his dad is picking him up from taekwondo class" she says

"How about a cup of tea?" she asks letting me into her home.I take off my shoes, and hang my blazer and backpack on the coat hanger. Before I walk to the kitchen, where she's standing.

"Sure, tea sounds good! do you have lemon tea by chance?" I ask, as I sit down at the dining table.

"yes I do, how was school today?" she grabs two cups from the cabinet above her, and places them on the counter. turning on the kettle that's standing next to the stove. "Ah, it was okay I guess. I had a test today but i'm afraid i didn't do all too well." I tell her. Maybe as a tutor, I shouldn't be telling her I didn't do well on my test.

"I'm sure you did fine. Youre good in most subjects Nothing to worry about." She says. Filling the cups with hot water, and putting the bags in it. She places them on the table in front of me, returning to the kitchen to get some honey and sugar. She takes a seat opposite of me, wrapping her hands around her mug before she looks at me disappointed.

"He's been having problems at school again" she suddenly says. "What? again?"Jaewoo has his issues. He's not been getting good grades, and has been acting very aggressive towards his classmates. It might be the age i don't know.

He's just turned 12 years old, and his dad is pretty much out of the picture. He occasionally brings him to his taekwondo classes whenever his mother isn't up for it.

She's been having a rough patch, she's still holding up strong. she found out her husband was having an affair, and since then everything just fell apart. The only moment when Jaewoo isn't in a mood, is when he's with his father. but he doesn't want to take responsibility, and care for his son. Occationally he picks him up, but it's rare. Poor kid.

She sighs loudly.

"Yeah.. you know he looks for fights, this one was different. He usually just yells at some kid but, I don't know."

"What did he do? Did something bad happen?"

"He beat a kid up. The poor kid is in the hospital right now, checked up on. Luckily he seems to be doing well. What if Jaewoo is an actual danger to the kids of his school?" I feel worry all through my body. i might sound careless talking about Jaewoo, and i might not mention him a lot, but i really do care about him.

"ill take him to lotte world some day!" why did i suggest that..? i dont have the money to pay for that?! what did i get myself into.. "You'd do that? i think he'd love to! you know he loves you.."

I've been involved in their family for a while now, i used to babysit little Jaewoo and now im tutoring him atleast once a week. I'd say i know their family more than i know my own. "Yeah no ofcourse!" I tell her.

And just as i say that the door opens and slams shut loudly, until we hear heavy footsteps going to the first floor. "I'll go talk to him" i say. His mother is very chill, shes such a sweet woman. she just cares about him and his education a lot.

I stand up from my chair and walk upstairs, walking into his room without hesitating. "Oh my god Jaewoo, you'll never guess what happened at school today."

"what?" he says more than annoyed, not even looking at me. Sitting on his bed, back to the door. "So we had talent day right? and these two guys started dancing and singing infront of the whole school but then! omg no never mind.." i say laughing at my own made up story.

"what happened?" he says with a soft voice looking up at me. i sit down next to him on his bed, and continue my story. "Soo.. These two guys were performing right, dancing. haha it was so funny to see, But then! one of these dudes decides to do a cartwheel. which, he did it very badly. but as soon as he landed.. HIS TROUSERS FELL OFF" i tell him, laughing at my own imagination. Trying to get him to warm up too, which works.

He doesnt laugh but i can see the smallest smile forming on his lips. "Wanna tell me about your day?" i ask. The faint smile that i saw on his face, faded again. I can tell something is bothering him. he shruggs and looks away. now unable to see his face i sigh, putting a hand on his shoulder

"Come on.." i say with a soft smile.

"I got into a fight with someone today.." He says. i can tell hes disappointed just by the way he said it. ive known him for about his whole life, he feels like a little brother to me. i cant help but feel worried.

Because of my school and homework, i started to drift away from their family. before that, i used to be here nearly every day. Whenever i'd have issues in my own home, i'd be welcomed here with open arms. "What happened?" i ask, but he does not seem to open up. "i wont tell mum i promise" and thats the point where he breaks. He starts crying. I can't remember the last time ive seen him cry like that.

He turns around on his bed facing me, hands covering is face. I immediately go to wrap my arms around him. i feel bad, it hurts my heart to see him cry like that.

Theres no words coming out of his mouth, only the sound of him crying being audible. He's pressed against me, as i hug hi. resting my chin on his head. "I bet they were very stupid werent they?" and i can feel him nod as i ask that.

"I don't really want to talk about it." He said.

"That's fine Jae" I said, as I took his shoulders and moved him away from me. I wipe his tears away, as he looks up at me with his big puppy eyes.

"Cmon.. your mother expects us to do homework" I nudge my head to his doorway, gesturing for us to go downstairs. We both stand up, making sure his cheeks are dry and his eyes are normal again. We both know his mother will worry if she finds out he's crying, about what ever is happening. She didn't notice. I helped him with his maths and English, then had dinner at their place.

Jaewoo's mother, Eunso. Can cook like crazy, today she's made a once delicious japchae again. My mother doesn't really cook often, it was usually just me behind the stove. Past few years she's been trying to pick it up again, but she kinda sucks at it.

It's crazy to think, actually. In a normal household, the mother's cooking is what makes you feel like a kid even until your old age. It's what reminds you of her, of your childhood. It gives you this warm feeling inside, this piece of comfort. The comfort I get from Eunso, for example.

Though I love it here, every night has to come to an end. Can't stay over as much as I used too since we're all getting older. I don't blame her for it though! It's me dealing with my life, not her.

I walk out of the house, and check my phone.10.45 am. Actually kill me right now.

The ride home isn't that long, it's just uncomfortable. Late at night as a girl, on a bus. Lots can happen.

I wait for my bus and sit down as usual. get home 35 minutes later, and walk into my house.

My brother used to get mad at me, for staying out for that long. My mother has gotten used to it now, can't exactly say the same for my brother tho.

I walk in and mum is passed out on the couch as usual, tv still on.

I turn off the tv, immediately removing all noise from the apartment. Try to find a blanket in the dark, and put it over her.

Its quiet. I investigate the house, living room, kitchen, my brothers room. He's not home I think. I shouldn't let that worry me. He's older, he can do whatever he wants.

Take my makeup off and just decide it's best for me to rest. Too tired to do my skincare, properly. I grab the first moisturizer I could find, and just lather some on my face. Put on my pajamas, and get in bed.

"NINI!" I see as I check my phone. It's cold. I barely want to text, just because the cold is able to hit my arms like that.

The text is from Jia. She usually stays up late, so it doesn't surprise me that she's probably wide awake.

Me: What's up!!

Jia: GUESS WHAT!!

Me: WHAT HAPPENED!?

Jia: KAI JUST FOLLOWED ME !!!

Me: WHAT?! HOLD ON

I go to my own Instagram, seeing I had gotten a notification earlier this evening.I click on the heart formed button at the top, just to see the that most popular boy of school followed me.

@KimTaeH has followed you

Oh. My. God. Immediately I think to myself.

'What if Jimin followed Nabi aswell?'

Quickly clicking on the follow back button, I navigate to the search bar. Going to Nabi's account, onto her followers list. Lo and behold, Jimin indeed is the last person that followed her.

Cocktail crew

Me: GUYS GUYS. Me: THE BOYS FOLLOWED US!

Nabi: WHO???

Jia: CHECK YOUR INSTA GIRL

Me: NABS JIMIN FOLLOWED U!

Nabi: WJAT!?

Me: YEAH, TAEHYUNG FOLLOWED ME AND KAI FOLLOWED GIGI

Jia: He's so in love with me

Nabi: LOL SAME GIRL

Jia: I MEAN.. I CANT BLAME HIM IM IRRESISTIBLE

Me: TRUEEEE!!

Jia: Wait, Nini why are you still awake?

Nabi: yeah now that you mention it, it's late for your doing

Me: I got home like 20ish minutes ago.

Nabi: ah, that explains a lot

Minnie: HEY BABES!!

Me: MIN!!!

Jia: GIRL WEVE MISSED U

Nabi: MIN HRU 😏😏

Minnie: oh shut it nabs

Nabi: OH JUST TELL US ALREADY!!!!

Jia: Yeah min don't you think us, totally awesome, pretty and amazing, gorgeous girls deserve to know? 🥺🥺

Minnie: first of all, No. Second of all, Were going to a party 🤗

Jia: WHOSE??? WHEN??

You might say that Jia likes her parties, might.. Jia is probably the most unreal girl, I've ever met in my entire life.

Jia is gorgeous, outgoing, a social butterfly and.. to top it off, she started social media about 4 years ago.

Not in a normal way, posting a few tiktoks and sharing stuff on Instagram.

No.

Over the past 4 years, she's gathered around 4,7M followers on tiktok.2.3M on youtube and around 986K on instagram.

She's worked hard for it. posting high quality vlogs on YouTube, even if they didn't reach an audience. And it definitely payed off in the end.

I couldn't think of a better person to be in the position that she is in, one I know personally of course. I met her at school, when I was around 15.

I was In the bathroom, and had randomly gotten my period. Clearly panicked I ran out to, spot another girl. Jia just so happened to be there. Not having anything with her, she ran to the store and bought me some.

We exchanged numbers, since I didn't have many friends.

Jia and Nabi were kinda a package deal.

Been basically attached to the hip since birth. And Minnie?.. yeah, I don't know how she spawned in. I wouldn't trade them for any other friend group though.

Minnie: I think it's a party at the football teams house

Jia: .. when is this gonna.. take place?

Minnie: tomorrow!

Jia: I'm going to drag Nabi out of bed, to come and personally kill you min.

Me: oh oh

Nabi: I'd rather die than go to that party.. Nabi: okay no I'm kidding, I'm actually quite excited.

Jia: you're both coming over to Nabs and mine, im planning your outfits.

Minnie: do I have to?..

Jia: yes, this is your punishment for telling me this late. You know who's gonna be there!??

Minnie: yeah yeah I know, your future husband blah blah. what time do you want me there?

Jia: What time does it start?

Minnie: Like 10 there, at their house.

Jia: I'm expecting you guys at 6.30, love ya 🥰

Me: Night babes, see ya tomorrow🩷

And I close my phone, put it beside my on charge. I'm tired, my brother still hasn't come home so.. I don't really know if I should wait for him to come home or just sleep.

And as if the universe can hear my thoughts, I can hear the front door open. I rush out of bed to walk to the living room.

"Where have you been?" I say as he turns on the lights. His face is red and blue, blood running from his cheek. "Omg are you okay?!" I say instantly worried.

"I'm fine" he says sternly

I rush over to him, to inspect his wounds. He throws his jacket over the chair, that's right beside the sofa. We look over to mom, still fast asleep. Beer bottles gathered on the ground, he sighs. He walks past me towards the bathroom, and I follow. "Who did this" I say.

"No one"

"So what you just randomly got this" He grabs a towel, to clean up. I rip it out of his hands, wetting it before facing him. He doesn't answer me.

"Who did this" I ask again, raising my voice a little.

"NOBODY DID NAYUN" he yells. I flinch at his reaction. "Yoongi.."

"Sorry"

Now we’re both stay silent, he's come home beat up a few times before. Not enough for it to be regular, but enough for me to know how to take care of the injuries. And that's just what I do.

The cut on his cheek is pretty deep, using alcohol and butterfly bandaids to disinfect and plaster it. "Does it hurt?" He stays silent, so I just look at him.

"It's okay, thank you" is all he answers, before he walks past me and disappears in his room. I'm left with the clean up, I'm worried for him. I knock on his door. "Have you eaten yet" I say softly "Go to bed Nayun "

I feel sad, I care a lot for him. To see him physically hurt like that, hurts me too. And when I ask, all he does is shut me out. If I were to come home beaten up, he would not stop asking until he hears a name. Then leave and probably kill that person. But when I'm the one asking? I just get told to shut up.

Though I do listen, listen to his command.

Return to my own room, and call it a day.

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[darling-keoko]

Nb!reader x Hisoka.

Warnings; fluff, small mentions of blood and murder, he stole something ig... And... Yappa yappa.

I made NB! Reader a bit arrogant.

Hisoka is a very... What's the word?.... Odd.... Individual. It's amazing how you out of all people fell for this perver— I mean... Mentally unstable living being.

You two hit it off quickly because of your interests. He knew a lot about you but you didn't know a shit diddly squat about him.

The first time you and Hisoka met was when you were fighting another nen user. You were strong he must admit... But not to good at fighting, but had potential.

Hisoka had no intention of falling for you but it happened, he never thought he would fall for someone as self reserved as you. But he liked it...

Your relationship with him was never boring. You two might've fought a lot but Hisoka always used to come back with something you loved and then you would forgive him.

You and him had basically the same occupation but you were an assassin. You dont like to get your hands dirty so you always chosed to be an distraction more than a murderer.

Until he came around. Well... your still just an distraction and you let Hisoka could do the murdering but who's complaining.

You were in the mist of battle until something hooked onto your arm. You couldn't see what it was but it was oddly strong and stretchy. It left you open enough so the opponent had a chance to hit you in the face.

You quickly blocked your face with the arm that was stuck into something or something was stuck on your arm. You punched the person back, taking a few steps away from him before calling the battle off.

"Hah... Hah... " you panted, exhausted from the battle. "Nice blocking there." The person whom you was fighting was no only than your 'master'. He was an old man who nen abilities that was somewhat acceptable. He can become an hunter if he wanted to.

"Thanks..." You simply said before walking away and sitting down near a tree stump in the forest. You've never understood why your 'master' like training in the forest so much... There's literally gyms where you can train your fighting skills and nen.

You closed your eyes, leaning on the tree stump, resting. You sensed a presence but didn't pay too much attention to it thinking it was a squirrel or something like that. "Oh, look who we have here."

You opened your eyes to see a pink haired man in front of you with blood all over him... Hisoka... "Did you kill him?" You asked, closing your eyes back again. "Yes, it was fairly easy... No fun at all." you kissed your teeth in annoyance. "That bastard almost punched me in my beautiful face... Thanks to you using the gummy... Bungy... Thingy.."

Hisoka smirked at your clear annoyance. "Too bad... You would've looked better with a bruise on your face, Darling." You cocked your eyebrow up, "I always look good, excuse you." He simply chuckled at your arrogance. "Well... Can't argue with that can i?" You held out your hand using your nen conjurer abilities to create a small pocket mirror.

You made sure that there were no bruises on your face before making the mirror disappear. "Treat me for dinner." You basically commanded Hisoka. "Hm... Maybe later...i have something important to do." You scoff at his answer. "Hisoka, watching that child, Gon, isn't better than spending time with your lover."

You conjured a brush and started brushing your hair to get ready for your date. By the time you were finished Hisoka already was gone. "Hisoka I'm—" that goddamn bitch..." You stood up brushing off your clothes before heading back to your apartment .

11:37pm

Hisoka enters your apartment just to relax for a second, he turned on the lights to be greeted by you watching television. "Get out." You were sitting in the living room, watching the news... It was an old channel that wasn't posting anything new but it was still up.

"Cmon, darling... It's so useless to be mad at me... It makes me want you more." You ignored Hisoka advances.

He let's out an deep sigh, brushing his fingers through his hair before going back to his usual demeanor. "I found something that reminded me of you." He pulls out a beautiful pearl necklace that looked fairly expensive. Your eyes glowed at the beautiful thing, it was well polish.

"Oh, how I can stay mad at you forever, baby." You immediately stood up, walking over to him and giving him a hug. He smelled like deceased bodies and blood. You grabbed the pearl necklace, admiring it in your hands. You go over to the standing mirror you had right next to the door. "Hisoka! Help me put it on, don't stand there and be useless."

Hisoka helped you put on the pearl necklace... It fitted perfectly and it matched you perfectly. It looked so beautiful on you that you almost went cried. "Hisoka, it's so beautiful." Hisoka looked at you in the mirror, making direct eye contact. "Uh... Stop looking at me with those eyes...." Hisoka chuckled into your ear, "I like you too, Y/n"

Your cheeks turned a bright pink tint. "S-shut up... But thanks." Your hand rested against the pearl necklace on your neck. "Where did you get this from?" Hisoka rested his head on your shoulder. "Why worry about that?... Just know that you look beautiful in it." You sighed knowing that he definitely either stole it... Or killed some random rich lady and gave you her pearl necklace.

"If this is your apology, I'll accept it." You puffed out your cheeks, looking up at him. "You would've begged me to come back, anyway." You flicked his nose, "No... Try this again next time and I'm killing you."

A/n: I'm doing the Tokki story first and you might see some of my characters in the story. Her first story takes place in highschool. And also if you want a smutty part 2 of this little Hisoka x NBReader then just say so tbh, and if you want me to actually do another gender for nb!reader I will, I could even make it into a series.

[codename-adler]

I LOVE BABY GIRL, GOOD LUCK. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO WRITE IT SOON. WE'RE IN RENISON DROUGHT!!

but per your Kevin suggestions..... u choose! both Start of Time and The Language of Boys sound awesome!

so sorries for the late late response! as an apology, why don't i answer both? (who am i kidding, this is totally a treat for me. i need to yappa yappa yap away to procrastinate finishing my fic for daylight savings...)

Adler's WiPs ~ Project: Start of Time

Literally: Andrew bathing Kevin. a bath AU. that's all.

this was supposed to be my 2nd fic for the Daylight Savings Fic Fest, a self-prompt, but alas my claimed prompt took way more time and brain juices than anticipated, so i had to cancel it for the time being. the idea is very much still alive tho!

i went through frankly impressive mental gymnastics to figure out a credible (to me) way to put these bad boys in that specific situation.

the summary i gave @dayurno (and subsequently forgot):

Andrew gives Kevin a bath. It's like the reverse put-it-in-rice-if-it's-broken. Andrew says 'dunk it in water to make it better' and you know what? it works. All kidding aside, something traumatic happens to Kevin that makes him dissociate, and Andrew takes it upon himself to take care of him while he makes his way back to reality. might turn NSFW, we'll see.

the vibe it brings to the function:

non-sexual intimacy, body worship, non-sexual aftercare

angst, hurt/comfort, PTSD

getting together / non-established relationship (Kandrew)

baptism imagery? rebirth imagery?

a very Carrie moment

a very Vesper Lynd/James Bond in Casino Royale moment

touch-starved Kevin Day

vulnerable Kevin Day

soft Andrew Minyard

soft Kandrew

Andreil/Kandreil left unsaid & up to interpretation; only Kandrew centric

post-canon

Andrew Minyard Saves the Day

starring special guest Jean Moreau

song: Start of Time by Gabrielle Aplin

in more details: because of the way the Championships finale ended, and because Kevin and the Foxes can never get a goddamn break, the victory ceremony is held weeks later, and Riko's funeral is scheduled the day right after. When Kevin and Jean are forced to go, they get attacked by angry Ravens fan after they bury the casket. While Jean manages to get Kevin safely back to the hotel, he cannot get him safely out of his troubled mind. That's Andrew's job. Hopefully some good will come of this.

lord knows how long i've obsessed over the idea of Andrew bathing Kevin. i truly do not know why.

Adler's WiPs ~ Project: The Language of Boys

pairing(s): Kandreil getting together, Kandrew centric, established Andreil

vague summary: While in the Pros, Andrew is injured during a game. Because all three men are on different teams, nobody is there for him when it happens; however, Kevin is closest to where the match is happening, so he is the one designated to keep vigil at Andrew's hospital bedside. Feelings ensue and are revealed, until Neil arrives at last and things are well again, times three.

key scene: Kevin being the one Andrew wakes up to and loving it

featuring: Andrew & Allison 'friendship' - the most important phone calls - body language and the importance of even the smallest gestures - vulnerable Andrew & protective Kevin - lots and lots of staring - there was only one (hospital) bed - worship and reverence

inspo: The Language of Girls by Ramin Djawadi, from the HotD soundtrack

consider these 2 the mirror of each other, i guess! i just really, really need soft and vulnerable Kandrew in my life.

[ungodlybliss]

hi guys i want to break down these panels into my own thoughts bc im unwell 🫶🫶🫶

first off - after ages of not seeing each other slade is taking out rose for some fuckass mission as an excuse to see her, normal dad behaviour ig. but as they talk, slade is consistently berating her for her actions and her small talk with him such as explaining how she wasnt screwing the guy slade found in her bed yappa yappa yappa.

slade criticises her, claiming that because she was telling him these things (making basic small talk with her dad) that clearly she cared what he thought - which is *weakness* and means ‘shes not ready’ but the thing is, he doesnt even know what hes talking about himself.

rose is justifiably confused and asks “ready for what?” to which slade doesnt even have a valid answer. as usual, slade is trying to emotionally push rose away and keep her on her toes. he expects rose to to be prepared for “anything” but cant even tell her the specifics because he doesnt know what she should be prepared for either. realistically, he knows rose is capable for herself yet he continues to put her down so she can ‘do better’

Right after that its clear to see that rose feels hurt. She asks him “how long have you thought that?” showing that Rose must have thought she already met his impossible standards, yet apparently she never did which makes her doubt herself.

Even Slade is confused with himself - this whole time hes been making things up to keep her at an arms length and encourage her to work on herself in his own weird way. The way right after, Rose begins listing the things shes gone through and overcome in order to get his approval which she assumed she got.

“Ive studied your tactics. Ive mastered…”

“Nothing”

Slade immediately tears her down again, destroying the belief that she had finally gained his approval through overcoming all these challenges, yet her assumptions were ‘wrong’.

It shows how no matter how damaged their relationship consistently becomes, Rose still wishes that her father would be proud of her for her achievements, but now she completely doubts herself and all shes done because he thinks shes mastered “nothing”.

anyway idk if this made any sense im really bad at expressing my thoughts but GOD i think about them all the time dude and this panel just HIT me tonight

[yappacadaver]

How would zevlor react to his hair being ruffled?

It really depends on who you are to him

[yappabackup]

10, 18 and 19 for the rayumi questions!! :3

yAYYAYA ty for the ask!!!!!!!

#10. What's an au you have for them?

I honestly have none so far x'D their main story consumes my every thought

#18. What place did they choose to live in when moving in together for the first time?

When they move in together it's literally just Yumi coming to live fulltime at his place!! Yumi's a student, she has loan debts and medical debts and no family, Raymond has at least paid for his place and has no debt so it kinda just works out. There is a bit of an adjustment period as they learn to live together but it ends up working out pretty well since they keep similar schedules and have the same level of mess tolerance

#19. Do they love going out with eachother more in the summer or the winter?

Yumi leans more towards winter and Raymond more towards summer, and they meet perfectly in the middle during the spring and autumn :') As long as there's a snack involved, Yumi is easily convinced to have fun tho xD

Thank uuuuu again!!! ASK GAME HERE (always accepting)

[normalest-employeer]

I’ma say something dumb so idc if you don’t answer but like my friend who is a boy(I’m taller than him but he’s older by 2 years😜) was like “Willy wonka, Billy tonka, Susie yamma, Skibidi yappa, etc” LIKE HUH??? BISH WAS CAFFEINATED BY COKE A COLA😭😭 it was so dumb he was- OMG😭😭

>"I feel like I should be concerned? Am I getting cursed again?"

[carsonian]

3, 6, 20, 30 <3

My darling Liv. My deepest thanks for sending in questions. My deepest-er apologies for my slowness. C'est la vie; fuck me.

Referencing this.

#3 & #20 answered here.

#6: Favourite title you used

Either "Be Their Own Star Witness" because it's my firm belief that MF Doom is a goldmine for fic titles and doesn't get exploited enough for it, or "Take Two: It Takes Two" because it's tongue-in-cheek and perfect for the fic.

#30: Biggest surprise while writing this year?

How much I wrote? Probably the biggest surprise. I'm just over 240,000 words. That's CRAZY. Someone get me another hobby. Getting a little serious here.

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Anyway, enough yappa yappa about me. How're you?

[lestappenwdc]

what the hell are you blathering on about?

firstly charles' contract is not indefinite. it has an end date, they just haven't made it public.

secondly he's not the first to sign long-term with ferrari, both schumacher and raikonnen did it before him. other drivers have also signed long contracts with teams before him. verstappen's rb contract was two years longer than charles's is rumoured to be and norris himself signed a five year contract last time around.

thirdly if you think mclaren or norris were giving charles or ferrari a second thought when they made their announcement, you're an idiot, not sorry to say. norris has been with that team since he was 16 years old, he's literally grown up with them and mclaren means as much to him as ferrari does to charles.

lastly begging you to pull your head out of your backside and learn the history of this sport. mclaren's history is as illustrious as ferrari's is, even though they had a bit of a dip in the last decade. both teams have always been able to attract wdc calibre drivers to their ranks even on years when they were nowhere. in mclaren's worst years their drivers were literally two wdcs in alonso and button.

i wish so-called fans like you would go and get some air and stop posting sh*t like this and making the rest of us look as ignorant as other fanbases like to claim we are. you're exactly the kind of fan that is the problem and makes people claim charles fans are dts fans with no wheel knowledge.

First of all, calm down, take a breath, it's not that serious.

Second of all, I agree with everything you've written. Which is funny and it just means that a) you have no reading skills and completely missed the point of my post and b)you've written a hateful ask that is the definition of why tumblr is a horrible fandom space where opinions are frowned upon while simultaneously accusing me of the exact thing you are doing by sending this ask. Congratulations. Although I sincerely doubt you have enough reading skills to understand what I just wrote.

And because I love to give my 2 cents everywhere I will answer all your rants one by one. And if you are open for debate youre free to answer back. I love debate. Anyone who has shared 2 (nice) words with me on this site knows how much a looove talking and "blathering". Even when we have opposite opinions. Without further ado:

1. We don't know If Charles' contract has an end date. That's the whole point. When I said indefinite I was referring to "not defined". As in not publicly defined. Like you, I think it has one. In fact, I think the end date is 2026. Do you want a detailed explanation on why I think that? I promise it does not involve DTS it actually involves a discussion about new regulations, team business decisions and pr strategies. Of course I know other people have had long contracts with ferrari (Charles having the longest at 5 years) and of course I know other people have long contracts (did you just tell me the length of Max' contract as if im not dreading 2028 like the devil?). I was referring to contract announcements where an exact date is not given. If you had any reading skills you would get that from my post.

2. I know how much Mclaren means to Lando. I'm not disputing the importance of the contract that Lando signed. I'm not talking about his contract at all. I am talking about the announcement and the announcement only. I don't know how McLarens history in the sport has anything to do with the announcement of Landos contract please come back and enlighten me on that one so I can give you a good answer.

3. Calling me ME!!!! A person who's started watching F1 during Seb's domination era a dts fan is just laughable. I will once again tell you to take a breath. It's just cars going around in circles at the end of the Day. Vroom Vroom.

And if this is a copy pasta thank you for giving me an opportunity to yappa yappa. I love doing that.

[dripgcd-moved]

NEVER. <3

google can be edited so there's no such thing as a fact there. 60's a lie though. I'm all about honesty only here. what the hell is a yappa yappa rat? are you good right now? it's not that much better but still a little better so I'll give you that. I don't want to do that either. there's worse things in the world than you being chummy with someone I'm with. it'd actually be a nice change up from the ones before. WHO IS EVERYONE? YOU'RE A LIAR. yeah, right. I'll ignore that detail for now. no? that's good. do you feel better after all that? like got the answers you wanted? .. it happened or well, it's happening.

@clavdialxpez - hey, pain in the ass.