#Don’t Have Too Much I’m No Good For You (Ferrari Headcanons)

[fire-on-thirst]

Gotta say I love ur work so much. Can we get a lestappen Instagram fic and maybe a lewis And charles fic, either as friends or in a relationship.

I have this headcanon where lewis and charles are friends and Lewis visits charles and goes into his wardrobe and finds out he has many fashionable clothes but was either too shy to wear them to the paddock or was afraid of being accused of copying lewis, but lewis convinces charles of wearing them to the paddock. And they come in on race day both looking fabulous maybe they are matching or they simply came together.

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charles_leclerc Travelling the world with you makes it so much better!! ❤️✈️🌏

I have also been told that I must point out that those stuffed animals are all mine. (They are not)

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landonorris *cough* photo credits for some of those *cough*

danielricciardo Me too

pierregasly Me Three

landonorris if we have to deal with this shit we should at least get photo credits

charles_leclerc Have you got something stuck in your throat you gremlin?

landonorris .sebastianvettel Charles is being mean to me

sebastianvettel And this is why I refused to have an Instagram account

pierregasly This post is both sweet and sickening. It would probably be more sweet if I didn’t see it often or walk into something that has caused me to be scarred for life

arthur_leclerc You’ve only walked in on them once?

landonorris You’ve only recently walked in on them??

user1 Does that look like Max?

user2 Charles and Max Verstappen? I think you need to get your eyes checked

user1 He liked the photo though

user2 Doesn’t mean a thing

leclerc_pascale Beautiful Couple ❤️🥰

charles_leclerc Merci maman ❤️

leclerc_pascale I assume you are taking good care of him?

charles_leclerc Maman, aren’t you meant to be asking him that? I’m your son!

leclerc_pascale He’s also my son. Debatably my favourite. Are you taking care of him?

charles_leclerc HE’S YOUR FAVOURITE?!?!

arthur_leclerc MAMAN!

lorenzotl EXCUSE ME!!

leclerc_pascale He’s the only one who hasn’t caused me any stress or gave me grey hairs

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 I think I’ve got a stalker 🧐

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landonorris Don’t call me a stalker. It’s called personalised photography

maxverstappen1 If you break into my house to take pictures of me sleeping it’s called stalking

landonorris Don’t forget the time I snuck into the shower 🤤😉

user1 LANDO 😂😂

danielricciardo I don’t think you mind this one specific stalker

maxverstappen1 🤫

victoriaverstappen Wonder who the stalker is? 🧐

user2 Charles just posted a post with his partner and now Max??

user3 And Arthur has liked Max’s post. I didn’t even know that Arthur followed Max

user2 Something is definitely happening I can just feel it

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc I wanted this to be a cute little reveal but then you called me a stalker so the cute reveal went out the window. Here you guys go anyway, me and maxverstappen1 are dating and have been for several years now. We hid it not knowing what the reaction would be and partly scared we would lose our seats in F1 which has been both of our dreams since we were young boys. Eventually I gained the courage and came out as gay to the world and said that I was also dating someone and the support I got was unimaginable. Yes obviously there was some hate but most of it was supportive and just overall kind.

After a long discussion we no longer wanted to hide this relationship from everyone and why should we? Other people in the paddock don’t have to do why should we? Yes a Ferrari driver is in love with a Red Bull driver and if you don’t support it then don’t support me (or him). It’s our life to live and everybody else has has to just real with it. I will still fight on the track to win the championship and under no circumstances will I just let Max win. We are both professionals and both too stubborn to actually let the other win. We’ve been together for several years and have had several battles on track (just without you guys knowing about the relationship) and it never stopped us then so it won’t stop us now so nobody has to worry about any of that.

maxverstappen1 Thank you for everything that you’ve done throughout the years and the memories that you have given me and we certainly have many more to come especially now that we don’t have to hide. (I hope everyone is ready for the spam that is going to come on my stories and posts). … I Love You!! ❤️

Ps. I will beat you to a championship one day

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landonorris WOOOOOOOO!!!

danielricciardo Fucking finally. Can I now post all the pictures I have of the two of you?

arthur_leclerc 👏🏻👏🏻 Happy for you!

pierregasly 🫢😱🤯 You and Max together never would’ve guessed that. Congratulations though for finally announcing it. I can now officially make jokes in interviews.

victoriaverstappen Wonderful Couple 🩷

scuderiaferrari Congratulations. You’ll always have us behind you!

maxverstappen1 I love you too you soppy idiot 💙

charles_leclerc ❤️

charles_leclerc Your turn to do a post on me

maxverstappen1 Maybe when you win the championship

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Also here is the Lewis Hamilton x Charles Leclerc drabble.

#instagram au #max verstappen/charles leclerc #charles leclerc/max verstappen #lestappen #mv #cl #drabble book #lewis hamilton/charles leclerc #charles leclerc/lewis hamilton #lh #f1 instagram au #anon request

[ran-orimoto]

Choose 3 jobs you would have given each Frontier memb instead of the canonical ones I don’t like.

For each of them? 3? This is kinda hard, let’s see what I can do🤣. Should I add Izumi too, though? Izumi has got no canonical aim besides her modelling part time job. In my headcanons she ends up becoming a chef bahaha XD.

• Takuya: The F1 driver, possibly in Ferrari, because it’s flaming🔥🔥🔥. This has got no sense but Takuya gives me the vibes of a F1 pilot. He has got enough fire and steam in his heart to pull it off. Next, crazy I know, is an airforce military (because of the Moon episode. Dying) and…I can’t pick another one, help! 🤣 This is happening because I like Takuya as a football player, so I’ll stop at the second one. Fail👏! No, but really. I like him in that field. I want him to show the world the most eccentric hairstyles. Ok, listen, Kouji cutting his hair; Takuya growing it out. Third…………Could he be a fire fighter ? Another dumb idea because he has got no patience. He wouldn’t wait forkitty to get down a tree.

• Izumi: Ok, so, the chef has already been said and it’s one. The second one is the lawyer, because she’s extremely diplomatic and has got oratory skills; maybe she could be specialized in international law? The third one is the languages teacher, but I’m not sure if she would like other languages besides italian. I can just embrace the idea thanks to the drama, in which she teaches italian to Takuya but I know it doesn’t really mean anything. She has lived in Italy since she was a little girl , so ,of course, she can be helpful with it. It doesn’t really mean she would enjoy other languages she doesn’t know. If she stuck with teaching italian, I don’t really know in what kind of school she would do that. Honestly, who would teach italian in Japan nowadays? Teachers from cram schools, perhaps? Who knows if Junpei actually studies italian in a cram school because his pronunciation is pretty good ahaha.

• Junpei: The architect engineer obviously comes to my mind immediately. Let my boy use as many blueprints as he wants🤣! Still, I prefer him as a train driver, ngl about this. Besides the fact a bio says he collects model trains (adorable ), he interacts with Trailmons a lot in the series and I can’t care less about Takuya winning the race in that episode. Junpei or Izumi were supposed to win that! They were the ones immediately taking the reins of the situation and riding the Trailmons. The third one is the kindergarten teacher, which makes me awe but also laugh. Big man taking care of bbies who are so small compared with him. I can’t, okay. I can’t. I think a good compendium of what he has shown throughout the series could be represented by that job: him knowing magical tricks, him having entertaining skills, him being able to lift the mood (THINK ABOUT THE LIBRARY SCENE OMG), him playing with the baby digimons at the KINDERGARTEN, him bonding with the bby Kokuwamon, him lifting the Motemon up and down, him (and Izumi) being the first ones proposing to take care of the egg bbies. And let’s not forget about his relationship with Tomoki, which shows he would also be a great elementary teacher …? THESE ARE FOUR, ZURA GAHHH. But I love Junpei in teaching and bless God most opera singers eventually land in that field when they’re older.

And Junpei could also be a carpenter or an act- TIME OUTTTTTTTT.

Can I stop here because I have no clue about the remaining ones and because you would tell I don’t care that much about them 🤣. I mean, I like Tomoki, but not as much as Junpei, Izumi and Takuya? He’s a bby but his story doesn’t make me that intrigued. But whatever…

• Tomoki: He’s too similar to Izumi when it comes to me depicting him as both a cook or a lawyer. The politician is perfection for him, but let’s also add the social worker, because he could deal with problematic kids and families? And he could also be a model for children in that way, but on a less popular scale, of course.

• Kouji and Kouichi. God Lord, I can’t really think about anything. I’m doomed. I love Kouichi as a doctor and I can’t see any other job fitting him. Instead, Kouji could be a florist too and that’s it *shrugs*. I just believe he could be a florist while being a backpack traveller, at the beginning of the carreer at least. Where would he find money ??? Kouji????

Yes Anon, I wasn’t the right person to send this ask to💕💕💕, but thank you for the ask. I’ve tried.

#digimon frontier #takuya kanbara #izumi orimoto #junpei shibayama #tomoki himi #kouji minamoto #kouichi kimura #I’m so sorry my favs are showing #I’m ashamed #i love Tomoki only when he interacted with the remaining fire goup #YES FIRE IS A QUARTET #I DON’T CARE #anyway Train of hope is amazing with that Junpei singing Puccini #but I would have still loved it if Junpei had told Izumi #Pedagogy is going great. #And Izumi would have been looking at photos of him with internship bbies #junpei #izumi #takuya #tomoki #kouji #kouichi #queue #zura is on fire #headcanons

[all-my-friends-were-glorious]

FERRARI ANGELA MITCHELLS

The Small Time Actress

“Acting should be bigger than life. Scripts should be bigger than life. It should all be bigger than life.” - Bette Davis

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Ferrari Angela Mitchells

Nicknames: Ferri, Rari, Angel

Faceclaim: Ariana Grande

Age: 24

Gender: Cis Female

Sexuality: Homosexual Homoromantic Polygamous

Height: 5′6″

Weight: 113lbs

Birthday: July 27th

Death Date: September 13th, 11:04pm

Resurrection Date: September 14th, 12:29am

Sign: Leo

Occupation: Small-Time Actress (Local Commercials); Dancer at the Peppermint Hippo

QUICK FACTS

Ferrari was killed by a man that didn’t like her telling him ‘no’. Mercedes found her behind the Hippo and, with the help of Infiniti and Porsche, took her to Michael. Michael, in turn, took her to Firkle, who revived her. She is now mostly human, but does require raw meat to live. 

She is an excellent dancer and draws in quite a crowd at the hippo, though she doesn’t always like the male attention. While she isn’t a misandrist, she still would prefer they keep their hands to themselves.

She is quicker to type in shorthand, much like Porsche. Sometimes, even she isn’t aware of what she said after some time of not reading it.

Ferrari has a small crush on Mercedes but would never say it. She covers it up by being a bit of a bitch to her. Infiniti is aware and holding onto the information just in case she ever needs it.

Infiniti could have revived her, but hasn’t told the girls about her Priesthood with Satan. Thus, she had to act like she didn’t know anything when they took Ferrari to Michael and Firkle.

Ferrari went straight to hell and spent a little more than an hour there. In that time, she came to realize she really wasn’t so against it; Satan seemed alright enough to her, even if she was taken away by a couple of the torturers before getting to talk to him.

The torture in Hell made her a little tougher, a little quicker to fight, and she is seeking someone to teach her self defense.

If she doesn’t eat regularly, her body will be more easily broken, but it is harder for her to die. Firkle is capable of fixing anything that tries to fall off, and has been seeing more of her since their initial meeting.

Headcanons Masterlist

TAGS LIST

I’m Just Like Candy I Can Be Sweet (Ferrari Mitchells)

You Fall Under The Spell Of A Good Time Girl (Ferrari Musings)

No You Girls Never Know (Ferrari Aesthetic)

Fendi Fendi Prada (Ferrari Closet)

Don’t Have Too Much I’m No Good For You (Ferrari Headcanons)

I’ll Tell You When You Can Stop (Ferrari Journal Entries)

VERSES

TBD

MAINS AND SHIPS

MAINS

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Michael - It’s Getting Colder I Often Wonder How Much Longer I Can Keep This Up (Ferrari and Michael - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Mike - Check The Body Before It Gets Cold (Ferrari and Mike - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Henrietta - Let Them In The Demons There’s No Stopping Them (Ferrari and Henrietta - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Kyle - Lips Are Blue And Black They Match Your Heart (Ferrari and Kyle - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@southxparkxafterxdark​ - Daniella - Flowers For A Ghost (Ferrari and Daniella - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)

@throughxthexmist​ - Kenny - My Soul Goes To The Highest Bidder (Ferrari and Kenny - ThroughxThexMist)

@throughxthexmist​ - Jimmy - I Have No Soul But Money Talks (Ferrari and Jimmy - ThroughxThexMist)

@south-park-saints-and-sinners​ - Scott - Please Pull The Curtain (Ferrari and Scott - South-Park-Saints-And-Sinners)

SHIPS

TBD

#I’m Just Like Candy I Can Be Sweet (Ferrari Mitchells) #You Fall Under The Spell Of A Good Time Girl (Ferrari Musings) #No You Girls Never Know (Ferrari Aesthetic) #Fendi Fendi Prada (Ferrari Closet) #Don’t Have Too Much I’m No Good For You (Ferrari Headcanons) #I’ll Tell You When You Can Stop (Ferrari Journal Entries) #It’s Getting Colder I Often Wonder How Much Longer I Can Keep This Up (Ferrari and Michael - SouthxParkxAfterxDark) #Check The Body Before It Gets Cold (Ferrari and Mike - SouthxParkxAfterxDark) #Let Them In The Demons There’s No Stopping Them (Ferrari and Henrietta - SouthxParkxAfterxDark) #Lips Are Blue And Black They Match Your Heart (Ferrari and Kyle - SouthxParkxAfterxDark) #My Soul Goes To The Highest Bidder (Ferrari and Kenny - ThroughxThexMist) #I Have No Soul But Money Talks (Ferrari and Jimmy - ThroughxThexMist) #Please Pull The Curtain (Ferrari and Scott - South-Park-Saints-And-Sinners) #Flowers For A Ghost (Ferrari and Daniella - SouthxParkxAfterxDark) #cw death #cw witchcraft #cw necromancy

[quibblesandscribbles]

Centaurworld Rewrite: A Serious Adventure AU - S1E1 Outline

I’m doing rewrite outlines, prepare for some AU. That being said, I still like several parts of Centaurworld a lot, namely Rider, Horse, Wammawink, and whatever the hell is going on with the Nowhere King, and hope there’s a second season to watch (which I will if Netflix doesn’t ruin our hopes and dreams).

Anyways, here’s like, a rewrite or whatever. I will probably post the outlines as I go, episode by episode. Will I get to them all? ADHD-willing, we’ll see. Also feel free to use these ideas/outlines? I don’t mind. 

Also assume there are songs in this even if I don’t specifically mention all of them. Also I guess this rewrite kinda chains the 1st and 2nd episodes together as a two parter? Maybe, idk.

Also I’ll preface this with this too: I ship Wammahorse, yes I SHIPSHIP it. Moving on.

Some headcanons before we start:

Warworld (*the world Rider and Horse are from) is a Low Fantasy Setting, there IS magic, but it comes in two variations, either very subtle low-powered but relatively uncommon, or Terrifyingly Powerful and so extremely rare to the point that it’s not very well known and “just myths” (usually for Big Baddies)

Ideas for Horse’s Degree of Sapience Prior to Worldhopping:

A: Horse was just a regular, non-magical horse, and their exposure to the Artifact and Centaurworld has essentially made them a Fully Uplifted Animal. - This is interesting, but ultimately a difficult idea to convey because it would require a lot more setup and wouldn’t exactly fit Horse’s characterization without some rework. This is an amazing idea, but I won’t be using it because it would slow things down too much.

B: Horse is a low-fantasy magic steed raised as warhorse/war asset, who is much smarter than your average animal steed/companion similar to a DND Ranger’s pets, or Mabari from Dragon Age, or a Ranger Horse from John Flanagan’s ‘Ranger’s Apprentice.’ The combined exposure to the Artifact and Centaurworld could account for her gaining speech and her body expressing limited physical adaptation to Centaurworld’s different physics (her body’s new extended range of motion for example) but of course I’ll be limiting this because having stakes make it more fun imho. This is my favorite, I’m using this.

Horse would’ve been considered a very valuable war asset (trained warhorses are like, historical ferraris, expensive as hell, i can only imagine what low-magical smart warhorses would be valued at), though still ultimately expendable for the war effort like anything else

Let Horse have horse behaviors (*can you tell I haven’t really left my horse phase behind lol)! Nipping and grooming behaviors as affection or warnings, ear positions to indicate mood, grazing to eat, laying down only when truly relaxed, sleeping standing up. COME ON.

Centaurworld is a High Fantasy world with an Absurdist bent but with darker undertones, similar to how Adventure Time is, with an extremely high saturation of magic, maybe you could even theorize that due to the Splitting of the Two Worlds that all the magic is being Dammed up in Centaurworld like a river or reservoir, this could be a future plot thread that could be picked up in a later season.

Basic Changes: 

Durpleton, Glendale, Ched and Zulius are supporting cast, not main

Durpleton is less stupid and more of a Kronk-expy: a little dim but ultimately kind/means well, has at least 1 life skill he’s good at buried in there though for the life of me I can’t think of one right now.

Glendale’s Narrative Framing: Glendale is amazing, but the kleptomania will be allotted ONE (or two) joke mentions but narratively isn’t treated like one after, somehow establish that her kleptomania is directly intertwined with her anxiety levels. Are there other denizens of the Valley that know the Herd? Are they mad at Glendale for stealing things? Does Wammawink have to constantly run interference to cover for Glendale? Probably.

Make Ched look like less of a pointless asshole: Have him show concern for his friends’ safety and his suspicion of outsiders, AKA Horse. If he’s going to be a jerk, at least let it serve a purpose.

Zulius can stay roughly the same - Zulius is great okay, just don’t tell me there’s backstory and then NOT TELL OR SHOW US ANY CLUES about what said backstory/history IS! (other than forcing us infer/project the headcanon[?] that him and Splendib might’ve been exes, from how they act around each other without any other context/visual/or confirming exposition we literally know nothing other than Splendib and him split/had a nasty falling out and Splendib took the glittercats and the career in the divorce.)

S1E1: Hello Rainbow Road

Opening scene in Warworld

If these episodes were allowed to be longer (shuddup it’s my AU), have the scene open with Horse sees Rider comes running out of some underground castle ruin catacombs and ominous roaring and clanging behind her as she deliberately sets off a dungeon booby trap (arrows or fire) she must’ve avoided while dungeon crawling earlier, and Horse runs towards her and circles at a canter and then Rider does a Running Mount (mounting a horse while the horse is in motion) and shoots an arrow at that flies offscreen

Smash cut to the DRAWBRIDGE door falling and Rider and Horse come galloping out while dodging some javelins and arrows and 1.5 seconds later 1-4 armored minotaurs (the lizardmen?) riding some coursers (swift horses or horselike creatures idk have fun) gallop behind in hot pursuit.

WARWORLD CHASE/FIGHT SCENE

Rider and Horse take out 2 of the pursuers on the run have Rider stay on horseback, dodge and make 1 pursuer shoot/javelin another 1 into a nasty-looking fall, and then Rider nails another 1 right through the helmet visor with an arrow. Have Rider throw a smoke bomb or something at the 2 remaining ones trying to catch up.

2 Enemies left but Horse is forced to skid to a stop as the suspension bridge approaches, then a tense moment forced to walk in order to escape safely across the suspension bridge which Rider cuts once they’re across. Maybe have 1 of the minotaur pursuers having been on the bridge somewhat behind them before Rider had to cut the line, sending the enemy hurtling down below. The remaining minotaur scout stares at them ominously from the other side before leaving.

Have Rider breath a sigh of relief

Smash cut to Horse and Rider traveling across a wartorn landscape, start Horse’s internal monologue narrative until they finally get to the hill and see the ruins of their village

Everything from this point to Horse getting transported to Centaurworld is the same as canon

Not Actually a DREAMVISION SEQUENCE: 

Shot/Animated from Horse’s 1st Person POV: Darkness, the sound of whooshing Horse falls, shimmering flash colors [if this were an actual show pls put a Epilepsy warning at the beginning of the ep], then a loud Splash as Horse falls into Dark Water. POV looks down and we see Horse’s front legs and a bottomless abyss below and a then flash of green and off-white from deep below, then look up to see blue light, see the swimming motions of Horse’s front legs and getting closer to the Blue Light

Horse wakes up, blinking, alone (no Durpleton)

Horse gets up looks around, doesn’t see Rider anywhere and starts makes Whinnying sounds (specifically, Whinnying is a social horse call, like specifically going, “Rider where are you!?” in IRL horse)

“And what are you supposed to be?” the “camera” wheels around to see Ched who has landed on Horse just within reach of her tail so Horse lets out a startled squeal (the Horse noise, not the human one) and does that thing where horses use their tails to swat away insects which sends Ched FLYING as Horse’s squealing morphs into her Talking/Yelling “what the heck is going on?!”

Horse does what panicked horses do, she runs

Horse stumbles into meeting Durpleton, who freaks her out more

Meeting kinda the same as canon but with less constant emphasis on reminding the audience that the writer’s can’t write comedy

Wammawink and Horse meet, Ched flies in and goes “hey that asshole kicked my a-I mean attacked me, but I totally beat ‘em.”

Horse tries to leave, discovers the Barrier, tries to get through, fails multiple times, but only 3-4 attempts shown with time passage show by the time of day changing, have Horse’ talking to herself a bit about how utterly weird the talking words thing is, that this is a “human” thing why is this HAPPENING she needs to get back

Waste less time on the visual gags of the Barrier repelling Horse, also get rid of the Tree Catapult scene because it doesn’t jive with Horse being a horse, why do they know how to make a catapult? Also because I hate how it basically shows us that Horse has no physical danger or chance of injury from being FLUNG around like Pokemon’s Team Rocket.

Have the rest of the centaur Herd come up to and talk to Horse while Horse is trying to get through the Barrier, and Horse talks about the outside and her world and doing things, squeeze in some convo about how there’s no (current) war in Centaurworld and how Horse thinks that that “freedom must be nice.” Anyways these conversations are what has Glendale, Zulius and Durpleton at least considering the ups of leaving.

Durpleton: Durpleton approaches Horse alone and asks about where she’s from, what’s home like, expositiony bits for Warworld and how much Horse needs to get herself and the Artifact back to Rider; Horse should say something offhand, like how she dreamed about exploring the world with Rider after the War seeing new things together, to which we’d cut to a shot of Durpleton looking thoughtful, before asking a completely unrelated question before Horse asks to be left alone. He doesn’t go originally, but gets distracted by something (butterfly?) and trots off.

Wammawink, Ched & Glendale: Atop a hill, Wammawink looks up to see stormclouds gathering off in the distance and comments that they’re going to be in for some rough weather, then goes over to offer Horse food, but gets distracted by some other Valley Denizens who are mad suspicious that Glendale is responsible for something of theirs that’s missing. Leaving Wammawink to go off and have to run interference leaving Glendale to approach Horse alone. Horse will learn that there’s no (current) war in Centaurworld but there was one historically, and Glendale will offhandedly mention that they’ve stolen everything from everyone in the Valley at least 4 times and with the unspoken implication of boredom. Ched will butt in and heckle Horse like, “could you leave any quieter?” and Horse sniping back, ears pinned back and animated horse stress behaviors. And Horse’s last failed attempt at passing the Barrier has them drop the Artifact, and we get a shot of Glendale spotting and eyes widening at seeing the Artifact unattended on the ground, then we get a smash cut of Glendale getting herded away by Ched.

Zulius: Goes over to ask about Horse’s avante garde accessories (her bridle, saddle & armor[barding]), makes comments on her style/aesthetic and asks where he could find some. Horse loses her patience, and says that she Needs to concentrate on getting back to someone they care a lot about and could you please just go away? 

Horse: (voiced as a rhetorical question) “Haven’t you ever wanted to go back to someone you loved before?”

Zulius gets a Look on his face, then he’d puff up, cover up the Armor Piercing Question’s effect on him with more bluster and then turn away as it gets later

Around sunset, Horse finally gives in to go ask Wammawink what’s up, and how can they leave.

Wammawink tries to feed them and convince them to stay, but Horse waves her off and moves away while muttering something about coming up with a plan

Speaking of plans, the Herd excluding Wammawink (& Ched) start talking about being bored, and mention Horse saying stuff about exploring the world (taken out of context, deliberately)

Wammawink, smelling the ugly head of discontent, sighs in defeat at not being able to recruit this new outcast in the Herd and approaches a grazing Horse and says she’ll help her through it with her magic(not admitting that the Barrier is her magic working in the first place because it’s not relevant right now okay) but then we get the “What’s magic?” bit from Horse and the rest of the Herd butts in with the Song. They wander off to go to bed afterwards, and Horse wants to go Now but Wammawink says that she’ll help Horse leave the Barrier but only in the morning because “you look tired”

Horse: “That doesn’t matter.” *awkward silence*

Wammawink, sadly: “Of course it does.” *Horse has already walked away*

The sun finishes setting as the wind blows the plants and through Wammawink’s fur (ominously) and she shivers, going back to the campfire

DREAM SEQUENCE: It’s dark, then we get a flashback dream of a younger Rider and Horse, idk a memory of something to showcase them either while in training or really show their Bond okay? End with them sitting around a campfire with other young soldiers and horses, someone is humming something (the first few bars of the Nowhere King’s Lullaby, no actual words yet). Then Dream!Rider turns to face Horse and asks, “how could you?”

Horse: “How could I what?”

Dream!Rider: “How could you leave me behind?” (The humming grows louder, there’s a lute being played, growing discordant)

Then Horse starts calling into the darkness/void, “I’m coming back for you, Rider! Just hang on, alright?!”

Rider: “Oh Horse, it’s already too late for me.”

“Rider!” Horse yells as they jolt awake, standing, because horses typically sleep standing up.

It’s dawn but the wind and stormy weather signs are picking up but not here yet, Wammawink walks Horse to the edge of the Valley barrier and tries to convince Horse to stay here where it’s safe, but Horse refuses to be deterred

Brief shot of Glendale hiding a bunch of things from her Tummy Hammerspace in order to simulate the feeling of stealing things again later, including the Artifact which falls on the ground

A shot of Durpleton seeing and picking up the Artifact and spotting Wammawink and Horse some distance away going toward the barrier’s edge

Wammawink hangs back on a hill, glowy hands and the magic wall flickers and disappears, and Horse immediately breaks into a gallop and disappears into the forest, Wammawink sighs and turns away

Indeterminate amount of time later, Wammawink recasts the Barrier, and Durpleton misses breakfast so Wammawink enlists Ched to help her look for him because Ched can fly

Cut to a shot of Horse dropping from a canter to a trot on the Rainbow Road, it’s grown darker and the stormclouds are in the sky. Distant thunder booms overhead, and a few scattered raindrops start to fall

“Heyyyy! You forgot your necklaceeee!” a shout from behind

Horse looks back and sees a running Durpleton holding the Artifact, and stops, he catches up to Horse and is gasping, “Wow, you run fast, hoooo, *deep breaths* you’re really *another gasp* athletic! Anyways you forgot your Necklace.”

Durpleton ties the broken string into a necklace around Horse’s neck and Horse thanks them and wishes them a safe journey back to the Valley, but as this happens the rain gradually falls harder. Then the sounds of the Rest of the Herd finally catching up happen, and Wammawink mother hens Durpleton and wants take everyone back home but then a loud BOOM of thunder and lightning overhead, and then it starts to Pour down rain, forcing Horse and co to find shelter until it lets up. Maybe have someone mention something about landslides being a possibility? Durpleton asks how they found them so fast, dim remember, then brief flashback.

FLASHBACK: Wammawink and co searching and calling out for Durpleton everywhere in the Valley, and realize that he must’ve followed Horse for some reason when Zulius FINALLY shows up and mentions that he remembers Durpleton saying he was gonna give Horse back her necklace. The recast Barrier is brought down and they leave the Valley to bring back their friend.

Back to the present where the group has taken shelter as the storm picks up more, and thunder booms overhead, Horse has some nervous horse body language going on, then we get to hear her mutter-singing or humming the “I never fear the drums of war” to calm herself down, but with more stanzas please, when asked she says it’s a battle hymn that Rider sang.

If Horse was humming, Wammawink could ask why she doesn’t sing, she’s sure that Horse has a lovely voice

Horse goes “I’m a horse, I don’t sing.”

Wammawink tries to be encouraging, Horse is resistant

Wammawink invites her to eat (AGAIN) but Horse still turns her (love and affection) down (AGAIN!) and says she’s fine with grazing and Glendale pipes in excitedly that they have decided that they want to travel with Horse (Ched pipes up that he didn’t agree to this) but pls help us convince Wammawink and Horse protests but someone points out to ask “do you even know where you’re going” and they have a point

Horse acknowledges this and relents, states some stuff about how she’s not going to slow down much however. Then Glendale, Zulius and Durpleton rejoice, Ched acts tsundere, but Wammawink looks nervous and wrings her hands together and relents that “they’ll go with Horse as far as the nearest Shaman” and Ched will go, “hey don’t you know he-” and Wammawink shushes him quickly with a gigglecake

Wammawink doubles down on the mother henning behavior

Horse doesn’t eat Wammawink’s gigglecakes but grazes by herself nearby, occasionally answering a question or two when engaged by the others (not Wammawink) and Wammawink mentions how the weather probably won’t let up for very long and they should take it slow and that Horse should bundle up

Horse disagrees but its bedtime and a bedtime song occurs in the backdrop as a restless Horse struggles to stay alert and awake but eventually falls asleep

VISION SEQUENCE: A shimmer of soft blue light, then shots of Rider ducking and weaving, her sword flashing as she tries to weave her way through a horde of enemy soldiers, blood spatters, then an enemy archer takes aim at a fleeing Rider, and Horse calls out a warning. 

Rider turns her head with a surprised look on her face suddenly just enough that the arrow buries itself into her shoulder instead the middle of her back and then she stumbles, one of her arms going limp, but everything goes dark before we can see if she fell

Everything goes dark and the din of war fades away, we get a shot of Horse’s hooves splashing and making ripples into dark water but the camera doesn’t follow her, we hear Horse’s cries for Rider fade, growing further and further away

Still dark, but in the silence we hear distant sound, drip, drip, drip, drip.

Then the episode ends and the credits roll.

#centaurworld #centaurworld spoilers #centaurworld wammawink #centaurworld rider #centaurworld horse #centaurworld headcanons #centaurworld au #centaurworld rewrite #centaurworld a serious adventure au #wow I suck at naming things #centaurworld season 1 #fixed the ending scene order #your welcome

[antiherocorner]

Niki Lauda - The White Wolf

A Werewolf! Niki Lauda x Reader fic (18+)

Headcanons: 

So... This is my first AU ever... And also this is my first smut... Kind of... Thing... Ever... Sex scene, let's go with that... I was debating to post it in smaller parts, or a bigger one. I decided the second one might be better.

This is a mess, and a random idea... This could be a psychedelic trip, while you're watching fucking Twilight... Yes, I am familiar with the Twilight Saga... No, I wasn't Team Jacob... No, I didn't intend to base this on that... But it might has some similar stuff (no vampires)... Small stuff... All of them were unintentional, really.... Well... 1 or 2 things weren't, but most of them.

English is still not my native language, apologies for the grammatical mistakes, I tried.

Taglist: @rumblelibrary (you are my first tag in a fic written by me aaaaaaa🥺❤️🔥)

Summary: Your car broke down while you're on a road trip, on your own. You need someone to fix it. There's a small town. What could possibly happen?...

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (don't do it kids), swearing, possibly smoking, drinking, mention of scar (nothing big or serious), google translated German, bad dog jokes, puns, and no, i didn't make a "real" wolf fuck the Reader, i'm not that kinky, i imagined the Reader to be female, but can be gender neutral, no name, or age mentioned, no use of y/n either... That's it?... Idunno, still new to this

(collage made by me, i don't own the pictures, i just used them, it's also very amateur, I haven't done a collage in ages)

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You were in your car ‘till your waist. The damn thing broke down half way into your road trip. You have had enough of your monotonous everyday life, so you decided to pack up the essential stuff of yours, get your car together, and head out into the unknown. You have already seen beautiful mountains from a distance, gone through deep, mysterious forests, taken many pictures. You have tried to live in your car, but occasionally you have stayed in some cheap, low budget motels for 1 or 2 nights. You always had trust in your car, yet there you were. It didn’t run out of gas, it just suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, just outside of a small town. It looked rather friendly, and not busy at all. There wasn’t any other car passing by, so you did what you thought was the best decision: packed your bag, locked the car, and started walking into the town, praying to find someone, anyone really, who can maybe lend a helping hand.

The people you saw were really kind, it seemed they didn’t really get too many outsiders in their small town, and they seemed happy for you. They told you that there was one car mechanic in the town, a little group of guys. They also told you about a motel, which was always open for travellers, and due to the lack of them, it was basically empty. You decided to go to the motel first. The receptionist was a friendly old lady, who, again, got very excited to finally have someone at her place. You got your room, for a very small price, went in and unpacked some of your stuff. You really wanted to know what was up with your car, or if it could be fixed at all, so you didn’t waste much time in your new temporary place. After a few minutes you headed out to the streets, to the direction where you were told before to find the mechanics.

It was one of those warm days, so you were glad you found what you were looking for. You heard music coming out of an open garage. Above the doors you read “The Rat's Den”.

- Hello?... - you popped your head in the garage.

- Can I help you with something? - a tall, blonde haired man, with broad shoulders approached you. He had a cheeky smile on his face, sweat under his long locks. Oh, and shirtless.

- I uhm.. My car broke down just down the main road - you gestured with your hand where your car was - And I was just wondering if you could help me with it… I don’t know what could be the problem, I have been traveling with it for the past few days, weeks, everything was fine up until now. I just can’t get it to work.

- Sure, we can take a look at that thing - you turned your head to the direction from where another voice caught your attention. Another man just slipped out from under a car. He had curly hair, slimmer body than the blonde one, but still tall. You looked him in the eye as he came over. His eyes were like a river of caramel pudding, and they were glowing like a forest fire in the middle of the night. Your mouth watered.

- Thank.. You… - you said shyly. What’s happening? You normally aren't this shy… - When can you do that?

- Are you staying in that old motel? - asked the curly one.

- Yes.

- Alright. Is that good, if I go there around 7 am tomorrow, so I can take a look at it before I open the garage?

- Y-yeah… sure.

- It’s a date then. I’m Niki Lauda, by the way, that’s James Hunt. - he gestured towards the blonde one, James. You didn’t even notice him leaving you two. You told him your name.

- It was nice meeting you. I’ll be there at 7.

- Okay. See you then. And thank you.

- It’s no problem.

And with that you headed out of the garage. You turned back before you completely went outside. You saw a tattoo on James' right shoulder. You didn’t see every detail, but you felt a strange feeling. Unconsciously your eyes wandered to Niki. He was wearing a white shirt, but you could still see a glimpse of something similar, at least as you guessed, just under his neck. Strange.

You went back to the motel. You couldn’t go to sleep during the night so easily. You had a weird feeling about The Rat’s Den. Some kind of an aura was around it. It looked like any other garages where they repair cars and that’s it, but not there. There was something. You couldn’t really describe what you were feeling, or grasp what you should even be looking for. Something was up, you were sure about that.

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After a few hours of sleep, you woke up. Niki could be here any minute now. You freshened up a little bit, you felt like shit due to the lack of sleep. Suddenly, you heard a loud car noise. You were the only one there at the motel, you guessed that was Niki. Honk. Yes, most definitely. You opened the door for an old, shiney Ferrari, with Niki sitting at the front.

- You’re coming or no, Schatzi?

You blushed by the petname, but quickly composed yourself, locked your room’s door, and jumped into the passenger seat. The man asked you about where you left your car. You answered and he drove to the correct directions. The short journey was mostly silent, with small talks. You stared out of the window, so you missed the spectating eyes of his.

- You’re good? You look exhausted…

- I’m okay, I just haven’t slept much. - you turned to him.

- Well, that makes the two of us.

You looked at him with curious eyes, but he remained silent, eyes focused on the road. You couldn’t read him, but tried to observe his features. He was pale, especially his knuckles as he was basically suffocating that poor wheel. He was taking deep and slow breaths. He looked like he was having a hard time in his own car.

- Is that your car? - Niki snapped you out of your thoughts.

- Yes, yes, that’s it.

Niki stopped his car in front of yours. You got out, and walked to it. He asked for your keys, so he could open the hood of the car. You took them out of your packet, then placed them in his open palm. Fingers briefly touched. He was warm. Surprisingly warm. For a moment you thought you heard him sharply inhale, but he quickly busied himself with your car. He has a nice butt. You immediately scolded yourself and turned your back to him, leaning on the side of the car, while he was working. After a few minutes, awkward silence, and some rattling, he straightened himself and turned to you.

- The engine gave up. Although it’s nothing serious or expensive, it will take some day to fix it properly, so it won’t die again. - so I stuck here yey - How long will you stay?

- As long as I don’t have a car I guess… - you massaged your nose, the lack of sleep started to catch up - I took it to a mechanic before I left… That’s just great…

- Well, that asshole did a shit job… It’s obvious what’s wrong, and it didn’t happen overnight. - he shrugged and closed the hood - I can’t take it back to the garage now, but during the afternoon I will come back for it with a more usable car.

- Sounds like a plan - you nodded and extended your arm to take your keys back.

Your fingers brushed against his, again, but this time the contact shot electricity up in your arm, which caused you to drop the keys. You instantly crouched after it, but what you grabbed weren’t your keys. It was a hand. Niki’s hand. How does he have these quick reflexes? You looked up, still holding his hand, and just realized that your faces were just a few centimeters away from each other. Both of you froze. Niki even seemed like he wasn’t breathing. His eyes were on yours, before he looked down to your lips. You licked them unconsciously. He purred. What?

- We should get back to the town.

He jumped up, leaving your keys on the ground. You tried to get yourself together, picked up your keys and sat back into his car. The way back to the garage was in complete silence. He didn’t purr, did he? He just breathed weirdly… I am imagining stuff… Right? You were confused.

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Not much happened during the rest of the day. You tried to look around the little place, bought some food and just relaxed in your room. When the sun started to settle down you realized that you didn’t give your car keys back to Niki. You left each other in such a hurry, after he took you back to his garage, none of you had it in mind. You couldn’t call him, you didn’t have his number, and you didn’t really want to walk there. Throughout the whole day you had a strange feeling. Something was definitely up. You just felt it in your guts. Niki was like any other man and yet, he had an aura that just gave off some vibes which you just couldn’t grasp, no matter how hard you tried. You were pacing in your room when you looked out of your window. A red Ferrari just stopped in front of the motel. What, is he a mind reader too? You opened your door, spinning your keys in the air with your right hand.

- Catch! - you shouted, throwing them at his back, but before it could hit him, he turned around and caught them in his left hand with incredible accuracy.

You weren't expecting that. He didn’t say anything, just smirked and winked at you, as you locked eyes. You blushed deeply, and he disappeared just as quickly as he came by.

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During the evening, you couldn’t rest. Again. This time you decided to go for a little walk. You weren’t really paying attention to where you were going. You just wandered around the quiet, calm town. It seemed like everyone was fast asleep. Not a single person, not a single soul was up. You arrived at a little dirt road which was leading you to a forest, next to your temporary home. You didn’t know why, you followed it. You got to a little field which was shielded with huge trees from the outside world. Some rays of sunshine were still peeking through the bushes, giving it an angelic look. Little red flowers covered your newly found small area. It felt like you were in a fairytale. But you weren’t. You heard a branch break behind you. You turned on your heels, just in time to see a huge, black wolf coming out from the bushes. It looked unusual, there was something in its face, in its eyes that was off. Human? It had a human kind of amused face expression. In the middle of your observation you just realized it was coming close. You panicked. Just when you thought it was going to rip you apart, another one jumped between the two of you, from behind you. This one was white, and slightly bigger. It growled at its own kind, like it was telling him to fuck off. The black wolf looked at you one last time and took off into the trees. The remaining animal calmed down, before it turned to you. It looked majestic. There was something royal in its posture. Around its neck and on his chest it had little patches of curly fur, like a mane. It had a cut on its lip, probably just had a fight, maybe with its prey. It looked deep into your eyes, like it was staring into your soul. There was something familiar in those eyes. The eyes were glowing, and like a river of caramel. Wait. You took a step forward and it instantly disappeared into the shadows. You really did needed to sleep.

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You jolted up in your bed. You were covered in sweat, hair was messy. You massaged your face while you were trying to catch your breath, even your breathing. You looked at the clock. 1:30am. You managed to sleep for about an hour, before the nightmare woke you up. You saw the wolves again. They were circling you. The black one jumped forward and tackled you to the ground. Your sight got blurry, but you could still make out the silhouette of the white one. It changed into a man. It had curly hair. You felt like someone or something was watching you. You walked to the window, and pushed the curtain aside. You saw a wolf, watching you from the otherside of the road. A white wolf. That wolf. You immediately turned around, hands were burying in your hair. What the hell is going on? Am I going crazy? What is this place? A knock on the door caused you to jump. With shake legs and hands, you went to the door and opened it. Niki was leaning on the door jamb, with his left hand.

- What an earth are you… - you started with a confused look but it quickly changed into a shock, your eyes got wide when you looked at his lips. He had a fresh scar there. - There’s no way…

- I can’t do this anymore. You drive me crazy. - he looked at you with a beast-like expression on his face.

- What do y- - you couldn’t finish your question.

Niki technically broke into your room, then kicked the door closed. He didn’t mean to scare you, but he was on the edge of completely losing control over himself. He took a step towards you. You didn’t step back. You couldn’t. That animal look on him made your legs weak, your mouth dry. The lust in his eye made you want him. You licked your lips. That was the last straw for him. The next thing you knew you were thrown against the wall. His mouth was on your neck, sucking and biting like a hungry wolf. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he didn’t plan to go easy and kind on you either. He hooked his hands under your knees, picked you up and you instantly wrapped your legs around his waist. His fingers dug into the flesh of your ass and thighs.

- Your smell is intoxicating to me. I still don’t know how did I manage to not to rip your clothes off and fuck you on the hood of your car, when there were just the two of us, alone. - he confessed into your ear, and that made you feel all kinds of incoherent thoughts.

You wanted to answer, but when he sucked on your collarbone, the only thing that came out of your mouth was a moan, which could have been heard in Hell as well. He growled in response, grabbed your shirt on the back, and tore it in half with such ease, letting it fall to the carpet. He took you away from the wall, then placed your back on your bed. He sit up, just to took of his shirt. He placed himself between your legs, arms next to your head to keep himself from crushing you. He looked you deep in the eye. The warm that radiated from him was unbearable. It made your stomach turn in itself. He leaned in to capture your lips, but he stopped just millimeters away from you. There was a silent question in the air. He got his answer when you closed your eyes. When your lips met, you felt like you jumped to another dimension. He tasted like a mixture of cigarette and beer. Your hands found their ways into his curls. His breath stuttered for a second, before letting out a purring sound into your lips and mouth. He liked that. No. He loved that. His left hand wandered down between the two of you, to pull your pants down. You let him. Then it was your turn to free him from his pants. He let you. He was bigger than you would have imagined, and thick. And also hard like a rock. You gently grabbed him to pump him a little bit, but he didn’t let you have your fun for too long. He needed you badly. He wanted to bury himself in you. He pulled your hand away from him, and just as you were to pull your legs up for him to get a better angle, he tightened his grip on your arm a little bit, and turned you around like he just picked up a feather. You got confused for a second but when you felt him at your entrance you put the puzzle together. Oh. He is half wolf after all. And without a second word he trusted his hips toward and filled you up. You pressed your face into your blanket to suppress some of your cry.

- I’m sorry, but you really bring the animal out of me... Meine schöne Beute...- was all he whispered, but waited for a little bit for you, to get used to him, before he started moving.

From slow and sensual trusts, you quickly arrived to needy and shameless fucking. His occasional growles got mixed with your load moans. Niki kept biting your neck and shoulders, and you couldn’t do anything, rather just take it. Not that you had any coherent thoughts about doing anything in that position. As both of you were coming closer to reaching your desires, Niki’s hands found their ways to the back of your own ones, interlocked your fingers, and raised both his and your arms above your heads on the bed. You saw the finish line, but before you could register the checkered flag, your pleasure hit you like a racecar. The man behind you finished the race as a close second. He stayed inside you until he got soft, then collapsed on the bed beside you. After you stopped seeing stars, you looked at him. He was already looking at you with his big caramel eyes. You felt this urge to cuddle him, you were already missing his warmth, although he wasn’t that far from you. He looked like he sensed your thoughts, because he opened one of his arms, invitingly. You quickly snuggled to his side, head on his chest. He was drawing circles on your back with the hand that was behind you. You reached up to the back of his neck, and started to slowly massaging the hair on it. He instantly started purring.

- I love this sound… - you slightly chuckled.

- I can get used to this… - he smiled.

- So am I... - the broken car was long forgotten.

Both of you drifted off to sleep like this, in the arms of each other. The last thing you heard was Niki’s heartbeat. Thump. Thump. Thump. Honk.

You shot your eyes open. You were in your car. In a parking lot. You sit up, confused, trying to solve your thoughts. You were tired, so you stopped to sleep a little bit in your car, before you reached your next destination. Was this all a dream? You climbed over to the driver’s seat. Started the car. Looked in the mirror on your right, on your left, then on the middle one. You saw a little purple spot under your shirt, around your neck. You pulled the shirt aside. A hickey on your collarbone.

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The End?...

#daniel bruhl #daniel brühl #niki lauda #niki lauda x reader #werewolf au #car mechanic au #werewolf!au

[chokememrstark]

What is your favourite starker headcanon/s?

I’m so sorry for the late reply to this, but I wanted to give it all my attention to give you some good ones!

SFW - Because why not?

• Tony l.o.v.e.s. spoiling Peter. Seriously. New suit? New phone? New clothes? More expensive stuff Peter would never ask for? You name it. If it exists, Peter gets it.

“Flash was a bitch because he has a cool car and you don’t? Say no more, kid. Take my Ferrari.”

“Got a hole in your jacket? No, you won’t keep wearing it, take this designer one that costs like $500, you look awesome in it.”

“What do you mean, your phone is a year old? You can’t walk around with such old tech! Take the newest Stark Phone and I won’t take no for an answer.”

“Bored during your school break? Let me take you to Italy, you’ll love it! Best pizza and gelato you’ll ever eat in your life.”

“You got an essay to write about space traveling? Pack your stuff, kid, we’ll visit Elon Musk. He’s an old friend of mine and would love to help, trust me.”

He just loves it, okay. Not even in a sugar daddy way, he just loves seeing Peter happy and flustered and trying to tell him he’s not worth it and then pull him into his arms and say: “You’re worth the world, Pete. And I’ll give it to you.”

• Peter is just as protective over Tony as Tony is over him (less of a headcanon than actually canon, but a favorite of mine).

If Tony is hurt in battle, Peter is there, fighting with teeth and nails to protect him, willing to fucking die because no one is allowed to hurt Tony, no one! If anyone says even so much as a single bad word about Tony, Peter will jump to his defense immediately.

One time, he got sent to the principle in school because he got into a fight with some older guys. May picks him up but he refuses to tell her what actually made him snap. Only when Tony asks a few days later - he can’t say no to Tony asking, it’s impossible - he tells him that some guy in school called Tony an “overrated playboy with more alcohol in his blood than brain cells in his brain” and he just snapped. Peter expects to be scolded, but Tony just laughs and tells him he can’t believe anything could describe him better. Peter is completely shocked and tells him: “It’s not true! You’re a genius and more intelligent than all of these guys combined and I won’t let them talk about you like that! They’ll never get anywhere in life and come even close to you!” Needless to say, Tony is highly flustered and thinks Peter defending him like that is the cutest thing ever.

NSFW

• Peter is completely weak when Tony uses a slightly more dominant tone. The problem is, this doesn’t only happen in bed and leads to awkward situations.

One time, Peter invited Ned over to the compound and they were just messing around, laughing and having a good time. The problem was that the noise level became rather high and Tony had a pretty nasty headache from the night before, so at one point he snapped and barked: “Tone it down or I’ll make you!”

It took literally half a second before Peter realized he was rock hard from just this tone alone and his face turned into a lovely tomato color. He just sat there for ten minutes, thinking of the most unarousing things he could think of - luckily Ned was busy apologizing to Tony, so he didn’t notice - and Tony watched it all happen, totally picking up on what was really going on.

Peter, of course, admitted it later on and Tony found it highly amusing, asking him what he would do if he’d call him when he was in school and used this tone on him. The way Peter gasped and clung to him as his knees got weak was absolutely beautiful and while Tony never did this exact thing, he did use this dominant tone several times just to tease Peter and to fuck him senseless as soon as they were alone, with the boy begging for it in sheer desperation.

Tony really likes this little ‘problem’ Peter has.

• Tony has a kink for Peter crying. He doesn’t even try to deny it, really. There’s nothing more gorgeous and pretty than seeing his boy tear up. When he looks up at him with those pretty doe eyes shimmering with tears, Tony almost instantly wants to bend him over the nearest surface to fuck the everloving daylight out of him. A similar thing happens when Peter blushes, that always goes straight down to his cock.

• Peter loves dressing up for Tony. Whether it’s in cute panties, pretty stockings or just an oversized sweater that Tony can easily shove up, doesn’t matter. He loves the way Tony looks at him with hunger in his eyes when he walks into the room all dolled up and pretty and sinks into his lap. It never fails to distract Tony from whatever he’s doing, making sure the next hours he spends with his attention on Peter and Peter alone.

• Peter doesn’t only have a daddy kink, he is basically the inventor of his very own Mr. Stark kink. The way he moans it when Tony fucks him is an absolute sin and fuck does it turn Tony on. It’s the hottest thing that can come from the boy’s lips, especially when he clings to Tony desperately, crying from pleasure and begging “Mr. Stark, p-please!”. Nothing gets Tony off harder.

• Related to this, Peter found out that a simple “Mr. Stark” gets Tony to do pretty much anything when they are in public, just for Peter to not lower his voice when he says it. There were several inappropriate and uncomfortable hard ons this caused, but Peter never pushes things too far. Okay, almost never. One time, he did and ended up fucked against the wall in an alley with Tony’s hand covering his mouth so he stayed silent. He still thinks about it to this day and is very tempted to repeat it.

• The first time Tony went a bit rougher on Peter, the boy couldn’t properly walk the next day. He kept swaying and stumbling against Tony, blushing and looking up at him with such a fucked out expression on his face it got Tony hard all over again.

• Peter’s enhanced senses totally extend to sex. It’s so easy to overstimulate the boy and Tony loves doing just that, edging and teasing him to the point Peter cums just by Tony telling him to, without even touching himself or being touched.

#starker #ironspider #tony x peter #nff #headcanons #asks #i hope you like some of them ;) #anonymous

[jungnoir]

Hey i wanted to request Jeno + "friends can kiss each other from time to time" :) i dont really care if its a drabble or headcanons or what ever.

for real love;

lee jeno | “Friends can kiss each other a little from time to time right?” robot!au. | 3.1k words. | angst, romance (or is it?).

a/n: I got this prompt quite a few times, so I’m attempting to keep each one as unique as possible 😅. mood music.

Your creation was going to save mankind. JN 0423 was flawless, a marvel to humans in the day and age where all the dreams of the past were finally coming true. Flying cars, technology breathing in the very ground you walked on, and robots who passed as humans. In a dog-eat-dog world where humans were dropping like flies, artificial intelligence could do the jobs humans could not. Artificial intelligence could become the newest necessity, and yours was the very first of its kind.

His name was JN 0423, but you called him Jeno.

You weren’t the only one who had a hand in creating Jeno, but you were definitely the one calling the shots. Straight out of high school, your impeccable mind had gotten you into the best school in the country and on the path to your life goal, one you had claimed ever since you were in elementary school: you were going to create one of the very first fully functioning artificial intelligence robots in the world. Your robot would be able to function completely on its own, from forming a personality to becoming incredibly self-aware. The biggest part you’d play in taking care of Jeno would be fixing up his parts every now and then, and even then, he could probably do it faster (and better, though you would never admit it for your pride) than you.

Sure enough, before you had even hit 20, you had done it. You had created him.

His design was incredibly ambiguous at first; You had no plans to gender him, simply hoping that he would figure out what he wanted to be on his own. At one point, he was literally just a face of metal, no artificial skin or hair or eyes or anything. He was as robotic as could be.

Over time however, he had formed preferences, ideas, and dreams. He had decided he would use masculine pronouns, had decided he would have jet black hair that he wanted cut relatively short, and had decided that he would stand at 179 cm. You made the physical adjustments and accommodations as they came to him, always prepared to do as he wished for his physical form just to see how far his preferences would go. It was a marvel that he had both negative and positive feelings toward things that you didn’t even have to input into his brain. He came up with opinions all on his own, all through his own knowledge of the world. By the time he was a month old, Jeno now had his own artificial skin, hair, eyes, and rounded out voice. He was as human as any human you would see on the street.

“Jeno,” you call from your desk, dragging a cup of coffee to your lips in the process, “how are preparations for the rest of D.R.E.A.M.?”

Jeno perks up from his spot near the window, turning to examine you before looking at the wall behind you. There are six other robots who looked just like him in the beginning stages of his creation. Each had been created, but none of them had downloaded their A.I. yet, which meant they were as good as mannequins at this point. Jeno accessed the files he had and repeated back the results to you, “A.I. JS 0205 is advancing faster than the others. I think it’s time we give it its body now.”

You hum, looking over the paperwork you’d been diligently working on for the past few hours. The rest of your team had headed home at the first sign of sleepiness, leaving you behind to take care of the lab in their stead. You hadn’t minded much because even if there was work to do, there was also Jeno, and he was the best company you could ask for.

Having been the first person Jeno had seen when he first achieved consciousness, he was terribly attached to you. He often took your word over any of the other members of NEO and it usually drove them quite mad, but you were always endeared by his preference of you. You had assumed that maybe he had known you were the one who worked on him the most during his creation, and therefore had taken a liking to you on the basis of that. After all, most of his parts were created by you. Every screw, wire, and bolt was placed there by your hands.

Often times, you would forget that Jeno was just a robot. He had feelings that resembled your own, and it wasn’t unusual for them to have his “moods” (or as Taeyong liked to call it: puberty) and get fussy or upset for seemingly no reason at times. If anything, it just made him all the more realistic. It was something you were still on the fence about; After all, his realism could make him vulnerable to being hurt in the end.

While the others would get fed up with his realism, you had always encouraged it. The others had told you it might be your downfall one day, whatever that meant.

“What do you think we should name JS, Jeno?” You ask, grabbing one of your snacks from the desk and shooting him a curious look. You grin when his eyes practically light up with ideas.

“I was thinking about naming it Jisung! What do you think?” “I like that name, Jeno. I wonder what it’ll be like.” “I have a feeling it’ll cause a bit of trouble,” Jeno chuckles, “if its A.I.’s antics are anything to go by.”

The reminder makes you groan; nearly the minute you’d finished setting up JS’s A.I., it had somehow hacked your entire system and made every other file you clicked on a rick roll. You had been so close to setting the entire lab on fire if it hadn’t been for Jeno’s ability to shut down the A.I.’s access before it could get any farther. “Why can’t they all just be as mannerly as you, Jeno?”

The robot hums, looking away thoughtfully, “Isn’t our freedom of choice what makes us so likeable? No matter how troublesome they might be… I think it’ll be cool that they will all be their own unique creation.”

He had a point, as infuriating as that was to think about in connection with the rick roll incident. You had to remember not to let Yukhei, Johnny, and Yuta work on any of the other A.I.’s by themselves again. Seriously.

You stare at Jeno for a while, simply out of appreciation and wonder. Over your years working at SM, you had never known you would grow quite as attached as you had to your robot. The task your team was given was to create something that the world could use and change the game. You knew what you and your team were creating was going to be extraordinary, but you had never fathomed it growing this successful. Jeno was the first of his kind, yes, and soon he would contribute to more just like him. One day, the robots walking the earth will all be there thanks to Jeno.

It felt strange to look at this boy- robot, who looked so much like someone you would catch reading on the subway or who would you sit next to in class and think that they could do all of that. That they would change the world.

Suddenly, you remember something.

“Jeno! You didn’t remind me to do your maintenance check!” You spring from your desk chair, forcing it to slide several feet back in response. You swear you see him shrink, the skin of his face tinting pink as his processors overheated under pressure.

“I-I was going to do it myself-!” He stands from his spot as you bound over with narrowed eyes. You had always been the one to make sure he was constantly functioning well, a task you took up every other week or so as he could usually give updates about his well being on his own. However, after you had started teaching him how to handle minor fixes of his body by himself, he had started to think he could do it all.

You felt like a scolding mother as you poked his chest, watching Jeno plop back down onto the window seat he had been sitting on before. Sighing in defeat, he begins to pull his hoodie off, revealing the skin of his chest to you. You place your hand in the center and watch as it begins to open, revealing the machinery underneath, “I show you how to climb a hill one day and you want to hike Mt. Everest the next.” Your tutting makes Jeno lower his head some in apology, but you feel you can tease him a little more before you should really lay off.

You prepare to make another joke, this one about bicycles and Ferraris, when Jeno suddenly speaks over you, “I’m sorry, you looked really tired.”

You blink, “…what?”

He raises his head as you tear your eyes away from the inner workings of his body and focus instead on his coffee-tinted eyes. They shoot around your face, never settling on one thing for too long, “I know how hard SM is pushing NEO to finish the D.R.E.A.M. project, but you haven’t slept a good night’s sleep in days. And… please don’t lie and say I’m miscalculating. I’ve analyzed your face enough to know when you’ve pulled another all-nighter. This is your second one.”

“J-Jeno,” you stutter, dropping your hands from his chest. It closes up when your touch and attention have left it, “don’t… you don’t need to worry about that. I’m fine, okay? I’m just trying to get you guys ready in time-” “So that the company won’t drop the project altogether? I’m not stupid, (Y/N),” Jeno frowns, “I’m your friend, remember? Friends don’t lie to each other.”

You open your mouth to protest but find it difficult to start a convincing argument. You had always told him that he was like your friend, that if he had concerns or fears or anxieties, he should bring it up to you. What you had forgotten to remember was that in friendships, it went both ways. How could you ask him to be honest with you if you weren’t willing to do the same?

The shame takes over your face just as your eyes well up with frustrated tears, “I’m… I’m sorry, Jeno. You’re right. I’m sorry. I should have been honest with you about that. I’m really sorry.”

His hand reaches for yours and it feels warm; one of his capabilities was to heat up and cool down as needed, and if that meant signifying the feeling of a comforting hand of a friend, then he could do that. He’d done it several times before, yet each time it always shocked you a bit.

You startle for a moment before reciprocating his touch, feeling the tears that wanted to leave your eyes drying up. You wouldn’t cry now, not in front of Jeno. You didn’t want him to input that in his memory.

“It’s okay,” Jeno smiles, “I’ll let you check me and then you have to promise to rest. Deal?”

“Let?” You laugh softly, tilting your head to the side, “Since when were you capable of allowing or not allowing me to do things, mister?”

He doesn’t reply, just continues smiling and opens his chest again to you. You take this as your cue to start working, hands poking inside to see what was working well and what might need to be looked after. You could recall a time when Jeno was shy letting you do this despite the fact that you had put him together and there was nothing to be shameful about. Now, he trusted you wholeheartedly, enough that he would tear out his wires if you asked him to (not that you ever would, but you got the gist).

The whole time you work on Jeno, tightening things here and rearranging things there, he watches you. You had grown used to his innocent, unwavering gaze on you over the time that you had started caring for him. Often, he would simply observe people. It was one of his hobbies to sit by the window and watch the people down below or watch you and the rest of NEO work on D.R.E.A.M. throughout the day. Taeil had informed a spooked Doyoung once that it was just his A.I. trying to collect as much information as possible. This meant he processed expressions, connected emotions and words, and observed movements. All of this information was constantly filtering into his storage until the moment that he would need to apply it.

That’s how he knew that you hadn’t gotten enough sleep. He observed you so much when you were around that the signs were there. Lots of coffee, slower cognition, droopy eyes, sluggish movements. He knew you best.

When you feel you’ve finished, you move away from his chest and look him over from the bottom up, ending with his face. He still has that tiny, content smile on his face and when he does that, his eyes turn into smiles of their own. Out of habit, you reach your hand forward and scratch at his scalp, the soft hair there feeling gentle against your fingertips. “There. All good.” You say softly, the promise you’d made Jeno only minutes ago causing you to feel a bit sleepy. You would have to drive home like this? Ugh.

You reach your hands up to your eyes and rub when suddenly, Jeno is pulling you forward and into his lap. You gasp in surprise and just barely grab at his shoulders to steady yourself before he’s speaking, “(Y/N), I have a question.”

You blink, surprised, and nod for him to continue.

“I was watching TV with Yuta the other day,” he starts, your mind instantly swimming with what filth Yuta might have implanted in his mind, “on the show we watched, there were two characters who were friends. I thought they were very friendly at first, but then… something happened between them and they… kissed. I asked Yuta about it, because I was confused. He said that sometimes that’s okay between friends, so long as they’re both okay with it. I thought it was interesting.”

You mentally note that you’ll have to seriously enforce some rules over what Jeno can and cannot watch from now on. “Oh, yeah… um, sometimes that can happen. Friends will… they’ll feel something toward each other, something that friends usually don’t feel. And that causes them to be intimate- ah, that’s not the right word…” “Friends can kiss each other a little from time to time right?”

You don’t know how else to explain it to him as the matter is already a bit of a mind-boggle to you. So, you nod.

“Can I kiss you? Since we’re friends?” Jeno sounds a little eager, arms tightening around your waist in anticipation.

“Jeno,” you start, thinking long and hard about what to ask him exactly, “do you feel… something toward me right now that you usually wouldn’t?” Your mouth dries when he nods as if you’re asking him if the sky is blue.

You feel incredibly conflicted. You made him, crafted him with your own hands and tools. You put hours and hours of information and intelligence into him and when it came down to it, he probably wouldn’t be here without you and NEO. And here he was, with all the independence of a truly artificially intelligent being… asking if he can kiss you.

You don’t know what to feel, but you lean forward just a little, his eyes growing in excitement, “Just one kiss, Jeno… then delete it from your memory, okay?”

After all, he couldn’t refuse a command like that.

From that day forward, you work as usual with the rest of the team as D.R.E.A.M. starts to come to fruition. Jeno doesn’t act any different around you than usual, acting as responsive and cheerful as ever. The kiss you two had shared that night almost felt like a hazy dream, something your sleep-deprived mind had come up with in the midst of working on Jeno’s hardware. Regardless, you were the only one that would remember in the first place. As far as Jeno was concerned, his memory had a blip between your acceptance of a kiss and you heading home for the night.

“Jeno! Maintenance time.” You call to the robot. It had been a while since you had checked his software, and you had to make sure there were no bugs you didn’t know about before carrying on with the rest of your tasks for the day.

The robot shuffles over, settling into a stray desk chair and rolling over to sit next to you. He holds out his hand and you screw off his pointer finger where a USB port waits to be plugged into. Attaching one end of your USB cord to him and the other to your laptop, you begin to skim over the highly organized files, “You’ve got quite the information storage here, Jeno. You’re learning more and more everyday.” you turn your head and smile at him, the robot smiling back just as bright.

You focus your attention back on the files, the sounds of the others tinkering in the background working as the background music. You find that everything seems to be in its place and begin to let Jeno go back to his people-watching when you notice a recorded memory that looked extremely unfamiliar. You check the date under the thumbnail. Your heart stops.

You can’t quite believe it when you double click on the video, being greeted with the footage of your own face inches away from the cameras in Jeno’s eyes. Your volume is thankfully low enough and the boys are loud enough to drown out the sound to their own ears, but the words you speak next are absolutely ones that Jeno wasn’t supposed to remember.

“Just one kiss, Jeno… then delete it from your memory, okay?”

You shut the laptop immediately, swinging in your chair to face Jeno. His face says nothing, remaining wholly expressionless. He wasn’t supposed to remember. He was supposed to delete that from his memory.

After all, he couldn’t refuse a command like that.

Could he…?

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[ icarly theme playing in bg ] in five, four, three, two.. it’s ya local trashbag also known as rach. i’m twenty years old n from lil old ireland meaning this bitch is in the gmt+1 timezone. can we take a sec to ?? w0w @@ the fact that all you wonderful humans joined our lil group i’m still ?? heart eyes @ you all tbh. anywhoot, below the cut you can find some info about my smol angsty child — so if you REALLY want to, feel free to read that !! i also made up a little possible plots/connections page that can be found right HERE.  so if you would like to be spammed with endless headcanons, playlists and probably my trash ass tagging you in posts  — slide into those goddamn dms n lets get our plot on. 

( CARLSON YOUNG, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER ) SPOTTED — QUINN WALKER just pulled up in their ferrari 430 scuderia. though they’re only TWENTY-ONE their net worth is 255M, which causes the trust fund baby to be +BEGUILING but also quite -TEMPESTUOUS. the tabloids always refer to them as the MANNEQUIN but watch out because behind each person there’s a dirty little secret: HIDDEN.

quinn, impersonating halsey, at some point, probably: do u call urself a fken hurricane lyk me

one time someone compared quinn to ( the iconic ) blair waldorf and i actually shed a tear --- there’s a snapchat with proof if u don’t belieb me.

the walkers ?? they probably sleep on hundred dollar bills at night, they are extra™.

quinny here was born && raised in the hills, her parents have been living in the same, lavish mansion hidden away in the gated community since long before her birth. 

her father ?? a top notch lawyer. before the birth of his children and into the early days of his marriage, he worked one of the biggest cases in beverly hills and with his success with the client involved came many, many more desperate, high-paying clients. eventually, alexander walker was able to open his own law firm without hesitation or concern. 

he’s also been known to invest money in several estates across the expanse of the hills --- simply because he can, because money ?? he has no shortage of it and tbh, the cocky bastard is convinced it’ll remain that way.

on the other hand, her mother, maria  was an ex-pageant queen. her perfect figure, bright blonde hair, sculpted face && overall beauty was what first drew alexander in. merely months after dating, he proposed. it’s safe to say that both maria and alexander are aware there isn’t a lot of love between them both, but what matters most is he has money she can spend and she makes him look good. 

with that, it’s rather obvious that the walkers know a thing or two about image and perception, the pressure to remain poised and perfect at all costs.

quinn, as spoiled as she may come across, as much as it SEEMS she has everything — could be seen as almost the black sheep of the family; almost entirely irrelevant. 

her elder brother was always the more adored of the siblings, after all he would be the one to carry on his fathers legacy, to continue the walker name with pride. 

saying this, quinn wasn’t entirely ‘ignored’ so to speak — daddy dearest would buy her anything at the snap of a fingers, which of course is always fun.. at least for a little while until you come to the conclusion that your love is being bought. 

however, her father wasn’t the one quinn wanted to impress; honestly all she wanted was a bond with her mother, to have a close mother-daughter connection. she was desperate for her mothers approval, attention, but that was always hard to get when at times her mom wouldn’t give her the time of day. 

however, maria finally noticed what her daughter was doing one day, the lengths she was going to in order to gain her attention and since then it’s almost been a test --- maria constantly pushes quinn to see just how far she’s willing to go, using her own daughter as a tool in little battles. her father is having a hard time swooning a certain possible investor ?? all maria has to do is drop a comment of ‘i wish we had some way of persuading him’ and quinn is running to her command, doing her dirty work. 

i can’t rly get into how bad this whole thing between her and her mom is, and the extremest level it’s been pushed too bc that would reveal her secret so 0:) 

but, lets just say that quinn is very, very, v e r y insecure --- underneath her facade of ‘i’m the hottest shit’ she’s actually extremely insecure of her physical appearance. like, she can very easily flick her hair n be like .... ya i the hottest bitch, but when it comes down to it she genuinely doesn’t think she’s all that attractive at all. 

it seems that neither of her remaining family members seem to care, or have the time to even notice the damage that mrs. walker is doing to her; too busy working on their own image and desires to realise that as they live and breath, quinn is crumbling to pieces and tearing herself apart to fit into the ridiculous standards her mother sets upon her, running around doing her dirty work without hesitation.

whats more of a mess, me ?? this intro ?? or quinn herself ?? who knows. to sum quinn up she’s 5′1 of fiery angst — she will fight you or at least attempt to if you get on her nerves. her label is the mannequin although she could easily fall under the facade either as from the outside she appears to be this bitchy, picture-perfect, pulled from a fucking teen drama movie rich girl, but she’s actually really fucked up inside ?? she’s never experienced genuine love from anyone her family included and therefore believes she’s not worthy of it nor would she know what to do with it if she got it. basically, all her outward actions are an act. ‘cause i feel like i'm the worst, so i always act like i'm the best’ if that doesn’t sum quinn up in a damn quote ?? idk what does. 

#*･˙˖ | shut up rachel — ( ooc.) #gate:intro #pls luv me despite the fact this is a m e s s

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Hi! I'm Anon!Chuuni! I troll all the mysme imagine blogs that interest me and toss imagine ideas at them~ thank you for your wonderful work. RFA+Saeran/V reacting to meeting some old friends of their s/o who used to bully them and are hoping to rub their success in s/o's face? ;)

Haha, thanks for tossing the idea. ;) Hope you like what we came up with!

Zen:

You visit Zen on set one day

You decide to surprise him but he was in the middle of a scene

One of your old classmates come up to you

She was a real jerk to you in school, but you’re polite to avoid drama

“Oh, MC! What are you doing here!”

She goes on bragging about how she and the main lead Zen are acting together

And how they are hitting it off really well

You’re trying to suppress your laughter because Zen tells you all about practices

You let them ramble off and then Zen comes over

He smiles at you and pecks your lips

“Hey, babe, what are you doing here?”

You hand him his lunch and turn back to your old bully

Only she fled from embarrassment

Yoosung:

You and Yoosung are going on your weekly froyo date

Someone comes up to you and it takes you a moment to recognize them as your old bully

He starts rambling about his amazing girlfriend

And how successful he is in his new job

You’re listening and kind of forcing a grin so as to not be rude

But Yoosung keeps looking at him funny

Finally he gasps really loudly

“I knew I recognized that voice! Aren’t you dragonsheart4840?”

Your bully turns really red really fast, stammering for some sort of excuse

“Oh, we slaughtered you last time on LOLOL...but we felt really bad when we found out your girlfriend dumped you.”

Your bully is mortified and kind of excuses himself

Yoosung turns and smiles at you “That should get rid of him.”

He remembered you mentioning the bully before and could see you feeling increasingly uncomfortable

What a sweet puppy.

Jaehee:

You’re taking a break at the cafe so you sit alone in the corner on your laptop to answer emails

A familiar guys comes sauntering up to you

“Still sitting alone on your laptop? Some things never change, MC.”

You finally recognize your old bully from school

Before you can say anything, he starts talking about how he’s a chef at a five star restaurant.

And talks about all the famous people he knows

Jaehee sees you deflate from the counter

She comes over to the table

“I’m sorry, but I need to steal MC away soon.”

You explain that you’re actually the co-owner of the cafe

The guy seems to be bit more nervous now

Jaehee clears her throat. “Aren’t you that chef from that place down the street? I would think someone who gets paid as well as you would at least have the decency to pay his coffee bill.”

You stare wide eyed, realizing he was the “thief” you were looking for all week

He runs out

“Make that twice” Jaehee sighs

Jumin:

Jumin decided to take you on a date at a local coffee shop in town

You’re waiting while he gets your drinks

A young man in a suit comes up to you, and you dread the interaction remembering your bully

You’re barely a minute into small talk and he’s bragging about how he’s the CEO for some company or another

He asks what you’re doing and laughs when you tell him your job

You feel a little bad

But then Jumin comes over “Here’s your drink, my love.”

You’re introduce your bully to Jumin

But he already remembered from when you told him before

He nods and says “I recognize that name. C&R recently saved you from bankruptcy, am I right?”

Your bully loses color in his face and murmurs some thanks before excusing himself

You scold him a bit for it

“I’m sorry,” he says. “But it kind of felt good.”

Jumin, no.  

Seven:

Your car broke down in a parking lot near your job

You’re surprised when you see a girl in a nice business suit walk up to you

Your old bully greets you, staring awkwardly at your sweatpants

You explain the situation

Your bully offers not-so-humbly to give you ride in their Lexus and maybe some money to fix your broken car

You politely refuse, saying that your boyfriend is coming to pick you up

You’re so happy (and slightly smug) when Seven rolls up in his red Ferrari

“Oh! That’s him right now” you grin at your bully’s gaping mouth

Seven rolls down the window and taps his fingers on his sunglasses

You’re about to walk up to him when he raises up a pack of Honey Buddha Chips

“Look who got a discount on another box!”

He’s grinning ear to ear

You chuckle nervously. “Nevermind...I don’t know him.”

Seven calls your name and opens the door

Your bully is still shook

You walk up to him and sigh

“You’re such a dork, but I love you.”

Saeran:

You two were at the park together

You notice your old bully taking a walk nearby

You point them out to Saeran and explain

The bully sees you and starts walking towards you with a smug smile

You groan, knowing what’s coming

But then suddenly, your bully pivots on his heel and walks in the opposite direction

You turn to Saeran who’s smiling innocently at you

You still don’t know what happened...but you’re still thankful you avoided the awkward situation

V:

He took you to the museum for a date

He steps aside for a few moments to take some photos of the exhibit

While you’re waiting, your bully comes up to you

He doesn’t brag too much about himself

Instead, his comments start to become degrading

You can barely get a word in edge-wise, and the comments were pretty hurtful

V steps in between you guys, almost shielding you

He gives the guy a polite smile, though there’s an edge in his voice

“I don’t think that’s how you talk a lady.”

The bully is taken aback since barely anyone stood up to him before he backs away

V asks if you’re alright

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