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lorarri · 11 months
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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ─ 𝐌𝐕𝟏 ˚₊· ꒱꒱
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─ summary . . . ❨ Y/N hamilton and max verstappen have been friends since forever but with the way this season is going it's gonna cause more problems than you can count ❩  ─ pairing . . . ❨ max verstappen x fem! hamilton! engineer! reader ❩  ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . ❨ repost - requested by anon "Hello, you think you can do a Hamilton!reader x Max V? So they met early on, like 2015-16, when Max was new. He was getting quite some hate, both other drivers but also from the fans, but she defended him (on social) and they became good friends (secretly dating later on) and no one thought of it it when she liked or commented on his socials and vice verse. And then 2021-22 the tension between Max and Lewis causes a rift between her and Lewis (he doesn't know that they're dating, just thinks they're friends) and it's somehow revealed that she and Max have been together for around 2-3 years❤️❤️❤️" okay took my brain a while to process this one but hope you like it!! also this is for all my struggling max girls for starting 15th tomorrow ❩
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ynandmaxwatch throwback to 2016 where two seventeen-year-olds met after one of them cough* Y/N cough* got lost and a young dutch driver helped her find her way back and that is how the most iconic f1 friendship was formed.
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user the start of an iconic era
user girl they both liked ⤷ ynandmaxwatch IK I'M FREAKING OUT
yourinstagram false information max was the one who got lost ⤷ maxverstappen1 sure and my name is Elvis ⤷ yourinstagram piss off dick head ⤷ maxverstappen1 you too asshat ⤷ user even their insults are filled with love
user not them lurking in the comments of a fan page ⤷ user I would to if I had a friendship like there's ⤷ yourinstagram the girls that get it get it and those that don't done ⤷ user pop off queen
user okay these comments are killing me
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duxemoi trouble brewing in paradise for Y/N Hamilton and Max Verstappen, as the dutch clashed with his best friend's older brother this weekend, only for the duo to be spotted on his luxury yacht the very next day in the Bahamas. With no Lewis in sight, this friendship seems to be causing riffs in the Hamiton family as the siblings didn't even interact at the most recent GP Y/N stayed in the RB garage, says an anonymous source and made sure not to alert media of her presence.
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HAMMER TIME Why are you with Max? Y/N, why are you in the Bahamas with him? Is there something I should know about It's bad enough that you are friends with him there better not be Anything else or I swear to god we will be having words Hello? I know you reading this Y/N answer now READ BY Y/N HAMMERTIME
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ryandrake . 7hrs ago
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yourinstagram This is not how I wanted to do this. I wanted this to be special, to share my relationship in my own time. But no, since some people can't keep their noses out of my private life, here you go, I'll give you what you want.
Yes, I am dating Max, but let me make it clear I started dating him three years (in the summer of 2019) after I broke up with Ryan (after HE cheated on ME 4 times with one of my best friends), I never cheated on him during my relashiship, and before you ask, no, Max did not take advantage of me he did not force me to do anything against my will while I was dealing with the breakup. He just listened to me, reassured me that I wasn't in the wrong (even though I thought I was for leaving Ryan), and let me cry into his shirt while watching movies.
We helped each other heal the scars on our souls and fell in love in the process. We never intended to catch feeling for each other. Now regarding his rivalry with my brother, I know they are not currently on the best terms. This puts me in a difficult position to either support my lover or brother, and either way, someone gets hurt. I hope they can resolve their issues, but I am not stupid, and I know that will not happen soon. But until that day comes, I am going to focus on making myself happy, and right now, I am happy with Max.
I will also be taking some time off social media to focus on myself, I will still be attending races, but I just won't be posting on any of my accounts (I will probably disable them) until we meet again - Y/N Hamilton
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marlenesluv · 5 months
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Rule Breaker (CS)
summary: charles has one rule for you, don’t date his teammate. he doesn’t want his little sister infringing, but both you and carlos can’t help falling for each other. so what harm does a little soft launch do? well, a failed soft launch. (side note: carlos watches game of thrones and i love game of thrones, so there’s some content like that in here as well.)
type: smau + dialogue
pairing: carlos sainz x leclerc!fem!reader (7 yr age gap. reader is 22, carlos is 29.)
warnings: cussing
fc: anaïs (_ssiana on insta)
masterlist here -> masterlist link
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Being the youngest Leclerc sibling came with its benefits. Like being able to watch your brothers race, meeting lovely fans, having your own amazing fans, and getting to travel across the world. Opportunities were endless for you. Magazines wanted photo shoots, people wanted interviews, you were lucky really.
The only con? Having to look at Carlos Sainz Jr. every day, and not be able to do anything about your crush.
When Carlos joined Charles in Ferrari in 2021, Charles made a point to forbid you from dating him, just like Arthur did with his friends. Which you figured was fine, until you met Carlos.
He was such a gentleman, pulling your chair out for you, getting you a drink when you wanted one, making sure you were comfortable in the paddock, and making sure your headphones felt good before races.
Carlos experienced something very similar. Charles took him aside an hour before he was to meet you, and told him that you were off limits. He didn’t want a relationship with his younger sister to ruin such a good team, god forbid the relationship be messy and end horribly.
But lucky for you and Carlos, your relationship was perfect. No one knew, and you intended to keep it that way. That was until you were spotted together at dinner after his win in Singapore. People couldn’t fathom what was going on. The ‘young, innocent, law degree leclerc’ dating Carlos Sainz? Her brothers teammate??
Arthur had his suspicions. The way that you were on your phone at family dinners, smiling and blushing, was enough of a sign for him. Charles, oblivious as always, had no idea. And Arthur wasn’t a snitch, you got yourself in this, you could deal with Charles on your own.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
After about three months of privately dating, that article came out. So, you both decided to soft launch your relationship. Surely Charles couldn’t be all that mad. Carlos knew from the first time he met you, that he wanted to spend his life with you. Cliché? Sure. But your demeanor, sarcasm, kindness, and the way you held yourself was enough to make him want to drop to his knees.
“Do you think I should post this?” you asked Carlos, showing him a picture of the two of you, but not noticeably him.
“Yeah, you can’t even tell it’s me.” Carlos looked at you, head on his chest so he could see your phone.
Post-sex cuddles were very important, you even said ‘I need them to survive. Don’t laugh at me!’ They were intimate, yet sweet and calming.
“Okay. I’m gonna post it with these other two…” you typed a caption and posted it, groaning in Carlos’ sheets as he laughed, running his fingers through your hair.
“It’ll be okay, amor.” he kissed your temple, both of you falling back to your cuddles as you drifted to sleep as your post got attention.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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y/n_leclerc: nom nom
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charles_leclerc: who is that in the second photo, y/n?
↳ y/n_leclerc: what second photo?
↳ charles_leclerc: don’t gaslight me
f1updates: she slays, again, as always
lilymhe: prettiest girl ever
↳ y/n_leclerc: that’s you tho??
user6: who tfffff is that man?!?!
y/n.fan624: is that like…her new bf? you mean to tell me….i don’t have a chance anymore???
↳ y/nseditfan7; i don’t think any of us ever had a chance :/
cs55edits: that looks like the sainz vacation home, no?
↳ user2: oh my gosh.
yourbsf: pizza looks so good (so do you)
↳ y/n_leclerc: it was so good (thx, you always look good)
user7: you guys smell that? its a soft launch
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Soft launching was a good idea, in theory. You both thought it was the perfect way to announce your relationship, but not with Charles calling you every ten minutes and blowing up your messages to find out who the guy was in your photo on Instagram.
You sighed as your phone started ringing for the eighth time during this Game of Thrones episode. You and Carlos sat by each other, watching your show. Game of Thrones time, was your guys’ time to disconnect, not be on your phones, and enjoy the show and each other. Not a time to deal with a protective older brother.
Looking down at your phone, you saw the picture of you and Charles as he called again, “I should probably just answer. He’s not gonna stop until I answer.” Carlos got up, gave you a kiss and started walking to the kitchen, “Answer him, hermosa. I’ll go get more wine.” As Carlos went to the kitchen, your thumb hit the ‘accept’ button and you put your phone up to your ear.
“Pourquoi ne m'as-tu pas répondu ? Je pensais que tu étais mort ou quelque chose comme ça ! Qu'est-ce que c'est, y/n ?!”(why have you not been answering me? i thought you died or something! what the hell, y/n?!) Charles was shouting through the phone, you could tell he was worried and pissed at the same time.
“Je suis désolé, Charles. J'étais occupé. What’s up?” (i’m sorry, charles. i was busy.)
Charles sighed on the other side of the phone as he sat down at his barstool in his kitchen, “Please, just tell me who this guy is. I wont get mad, I swear. I don’t even care who it is, I just want to make sure he’s a good guy.”
Carlos made eye contact with you as he sat down beside you, whispering “If you want to tell him, you can, amor.” You nodded, taking a deep breath, “Carlos.” You said. One word. One name that brought fear through Charles. Carlos?! His teammate.
“What do you mean ‘Carlos’?” Charles asked, his voice suddenly too calm. “Carlos….I’m dating Carlos.” you stared at Carlos as he went wide eyed, Charles silent on the other line.
“Charles? Are you there?” you heard shuffling, Carlos handing you your wine as Charles cleared his throat.
“Okay. Um…alright. I gotta go, Y/N. Love you.” Charles hung up, leaving you staring at the glass in your hands.
“What happened? Are you okay?” Carlos asked you, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear, “He didn’t really say anything when I told him. Just ‘Okay, alright, I gotta go, Love you.’ and then hung up.”
Carlos sucked his lips in, placing his hand on your neck, making you lean into his touch. You fell back into his sofa, clinging to his side, Carlos turning Game of Thrones back on and pulling the blanket over you two.
He wasn’t sure what it would take to convince Charles that this wasn’t a fling. But he would try everything.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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carlossainz55: I’m not very good at soft launches, anyway
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y/n_leclerc: no, no you are not, mon amour
↳ carlossainz55: oops 💗
chili55: y/n: “let’s soft launch!” carlos: “how about no.”
y/neditsss551: WOAAHHHHHH
landonorris: mom and dad
↳ y/n_leclerc: landoooo
char16car55: where’s charles😭
↳ f1fan: look around everybody on mute 🤫🤐
carlando554fp: my fav leclerc😪 she’s so prettyyyy
user4: AWOOGA I LOVE THE LECLERCS
arthur_leclerc: nice to see my suspicions have been confirmed
↳ charles_leclerc: you had suspicions?
↳ lorenzotl: um..what’s going on
user8: leclerc brothers protective and confused mode LOL
f1wags: ooooo new wag, yet one we already know we all love and adore
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
After Carlos’ post, you freaked out. Of course, he asked you first, and double checked, and triple checked. You wanted everyone to know that you guys were dating. The only worry was ‘what would Charles do/think’?
Both of you had talked to Charles since the call a few days ago. Charles asked Carlos when he wanted to train again, and Charles checked on you everyday.
Arthur didn’t care. He was worried, at first. He thought maybe Carlos wouldn’t treat you like a princess, like you deserved to be treated. Carla told Arthur that you couldn’t have a better boyfriend.
When Carlos posted, Carla called you immediately, asking for details. Like when you started dating, the first date, did Charles know? And you trusted Carla with your life. The girl knew how to listen, too.
Lorenzo wasn’t too bothered. He knew Carlos, knew he was a good guy, and accepted it fairly fast. He also wanted you to be treated well, it’s what you deserved.
Charles wanted the same thing. He looked out for you the most. The guys you dated had to pass a test in Charles’ books. They needed to be kind, funny, honest, loyal, a gentleman, a family guy, good goals, and they needed to love you. And Charles ticked all of those off when he saw that post. He knew Carlos more than a lot of people.
Carlos was kind, loyal, and honest. He never lied to Charles, never broke a promise, and was kind to everyone. The man was also quite funny. He knew he could be a gentleman, he saw him with his last girlfriend three years ago. Carlos was a huge family guy, and had good goals. And obviously, he loved you. Charles decided he had no reason to be mad. You two were in love, and he needed to accept that.
When you called him, you were nervous. Carlos had went out for his morning run, which you usually joined him on. But you wanted to talk to Charles. It only rang three times before he picked up.
“Hello?” your brother groggy voice came through your phone speaker, which was sat on the counter as you made coffee.
“Hey. Can you talk for a minute?” stirring your coffee, you picked up your phone to hold in one hand.
“Yeah. What’s up?”
“Are you mad at me? For dating Carlos? Because we aren’t breaking up if you are. You’re just going to have to deal with it! Charles, I love him more than anyone-“ Charles cut off your rambling.
“Y/N, stop. I’m not mad. Its okay.” he sat up in his bed, looking at the time- 5am? You called him at 5am? “Wait, it’s 5am. Why are you even up??”
“Oh, Carlos and I have been getting up every morning at 4:30am to run and workout together.” you took a sip of your coffee, “I skipped today to call you, through.”
“Wow. He’s already rubbing off his good habits.” Charles smiled, happy that you were happy.
“Yeah…you’re okay with this, though?” you asked, setting your cup down.
“Of course. I’m sorry about the other day. I was just startled.” he apologized, he really did feel bad. He didn’t intend to be rude and freak you out.
“It’s okay. Thank you for being okay with this. I’ll let you go back to sleep.”
“Great, I need my eight hours. Night, Y/N,” Charles yawned, making you laugh a bit. “Night? Love you.” Charles muttered an ‘I love you’ back and hung up.
No need to worry about that anymore, you thought. Carlos walking in the front door, and by your smile, he didn’t even need to ask. Charles obviously didn’t mind.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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y/n_leclerc: my game of thrones watching buddy <3
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carlossainz55: hold the door
↳ y/n_leclerc: hodor :(
user3: oooo its official guys, the carlos bf content is here
charles_leclerc: didnt need to see this
↳ arthur_leclerc: did any of us?
↳ lorenzotl: no.
↳ y/n_leclerc: you guys are soo dramatic. shut up
lilymhe: awww you guys are adorableee
↳ y/n_leclerc: me when i see you and alex
f1wags: carlos is boyfriending so hard
landonorris: WHIPPED
↳ carlossainz55: have you seen her? had a conversation with her? of course i’m whipped
↳ y/n_leclerc: 🥹🫠
ferraribabe: the way he’s so sweet stopppp
yourbsf: holy shitttt, you guys are THE couple
*liked by creator*
user8: wowowowow too cute
formula1updates: new favorite couple - unlocked
user1: a couple that watches game of thrones together, stays together
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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y/n_leclerc: muy guapo, papi🖤🤍
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user3: PAPI???? Y/N PLS
carlossainz55: she’ll never know guys, shhhhh
↳ charles_leclerc: but i do
↳ carlossainz55: it was a joke…
↳ charles_leclerc: i’m pushing you off the track this weekend.
f1wags: they way they look at each other🥹 (THE CAPTION????)
user5: oh…ok!
arthur_leclerc: cant wait to hit a spaniard this weekend
↳ carlossainz55: dios mío. cállate
↳ lorenzotl: we know spanish, carlos
↳ y/n_leclerc: i hate my family sometimes (not mom tho)
↳ leclerc_pascale: ❤️
leclercsfp16: my fav family
y/n.editingggg: adorbssss but girl the caption??
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
your instagram story:
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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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carlossainz55: “you are the moon of my life” ❤️
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y/n_leclerc: did you j khal drogo quote drop
↳ carlossainz55: i thought it would be cute :(
↳ y/n_leclerc: it was so cute <3
↳ carlossainz55: :))
f1ygotedits: my two favs: carlos and got 😋
user5: the way they make me want to sob bec they’re so cute
verstoppan1fp: their pics >
vroom34: my fav game of thrones lovers
thenightwatch99: the way he khal drogo quoted
user3: mama y papa 😪👏
f1editpage: can’t wait to see her with carlos merch
↳ char16pg: charles is gonna be mad lollll
formula1page33: they’re soo cute🥹🥹🥹🥹
charles_leclerc: cant believe im the only single sibling now
↳ arthur_leclerc: i can
↳ charles_leclerc: 😦
user8: awwww the cutest shut upppp
y/nandcarlosfp55: ARG SO CUTE
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
your instagram story:
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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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carlossainz55: i took an amazing, photographer photo of her, and she took this monstrosity one of me??
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y/n_leclerc: no, amor. you look so handsome
↳ pierregasly: why are you lying to him?
↳ carlossainz55: you are a dick, pierre
↳ pierregasly: 🫨good one
user3: LOL I LOVE THIS
f1wags: our fav wag photographer!!
formula1wc: carlos is turning his instagram in to a y/n fan account
chilipepper55: michael phelps WHO⁉️we only know our olympic swimmer carlos the mermaid sainz!!!
carmenmmundt: y/n looks so elegant
↳ carlossainz55: and me?
↳ carmenmmundt: 😬
landonorris: bro rly said 🧜‍♂️😟
user1: merm-couple
f1memes: the third pic is so cute. HELLO?!
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
(reposts, comments, and likes are appreciated!^-^)
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luke-hughes43 · 3 months
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luke hughes request
luke and reader grew up together as their parents are best friends, playing on the same hockey team together being best friends, but being the youngest of jack and quinn and the reader having no siblings, luke and the reader were the babies of the family. Reader and luke went to umitch together and played hockey together there too, reader and luke both got drafted in 2021 only one pick form each other but also meaning then went to diffent teams as well something they weren’t very happy about about. luke and reader have always acted like best friends so no one thought they would be anything different than that but when they went to collage the two saw each other different and started dating each other and quickly realized they worked perfect dating just as they do best friends. so maybe they haven’t told anyone and they are going to home to the lake house for the 23 season and maybe one day they are on the boat and luke takes his shirt off and he just has scratches and hickeys everywhere. and the boys are all the boy/(like jack and quinn’s friends since all luke and reader friends know about them) are shocked that luke would have that on him, and jack is like how did you sneak someone in and quinn noticed the blush on the readers cheeks and when she turned her head he could see a hickey on her neck and quinn quickly figured it out and maybe jack and quinn are just shocked and idkkk what to do for the ending so you pick :)
oooo i love this idea!
so reader and luke are besties and inseparable and so she goes 3rd to the ducks and obvi luke is excited for her but is a little sad bc they'll be on opposite sides of the country when she signs.
they go to umich together and after a fun night out at a party, they drunkenly confess their feelings to each other and start dating a few days later after realizing that they both meant what they said. all of their friends at umcih know that they are together and their parents know but it hasn't quite come up to jack and quinn yet.
the summer after luke signs (summer of 2023) is the first time they really get to have a summer with each other since they both had a bunch of hockey stuff going on.
reader spends the whole summer attached to luke's side which jack and quinn don't bat an eye at.
what they do notice is during the first week or so, luke takes his shirt off to get in the lake and it's scratched up to all hell. thankfull jim and ellen weren't with them. quinn is the first to notice it and his face twists in disgust as he instantly knows what it is.
jcak notices is after and calls luke out, "lukey, what the hell happened to your back? you look like you got in a fight with a thorn bush and lost?"
luke blushes and makes eye contact with reader who also blushes. jack then says, "who could've even done that? did you like sneak someone in without us knowing?"
jack is obviously oblivious to reader's face. quinn, however, is not. quinn notices the blush on her face and even sees a small hickey on her neck and quickly puts the peices together. luke sees the gears turnign in quinn's head and glares at him before sitting enxt to reader and putting an arm around here.
quinn comments, "jack, are you that fucking stupid?"
"what?"
"him and y/n are fucking. he didn't sneak anyone in. it's him and y/n."
"ohhhh. that makes a lot of sense actually. wait, gross! i share a wall with you guys! are you at least wearing protection?"
reader def gets embarrassed and hides in luke's chest who tightens his grip on her. luke snaps at jack, "yes we're being safe jack. and i really don't think i need to be having the safe sex talk with you of all people jack."
quinn snorts and keep his comments to himself. he trusts luke more than he trusts jack anyways. so now they're just shitting on luke for having a girlfriend and being in love.
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industrations · 5 months
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Hi! Kinda weird question. Were you a Marauders shifter in 2021 who shifted to be siblings with Regulus and Sirius? If it was you, you went by Bowie but you're name was Wyborn I think? I think you dated Remus. We used to be mutuals and then one day you made a video after a bit of a hiatus and said that you died in your dr and then after that your account was deleted and no one heard from you again. If that's not you sorry for the confusion, you both just had similar vibes so I'd thought I'd at least ask
Hope you have a good day
I’m actually still dating remus thank you very much
But no fr i-
Reading this was a fucking fever dream and i have no idea whats going on. But i can assure you that in 2021 i was in the sk8 fandom crying and drawing Matchablossom 24/7
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wosowrites · 1 year
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Us Always ( Guro Reiten x Reader )
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warnings: none
a/n: i know this isn’t the most family oriented but i really tried 😭 hopefully it’s okay. based off this request:
prompt: cute family moments w guro
April 17 2021
By this time, you had known Guro for seven years, and you were madly in love with the norwegian, and she, with you. You were both 25, having been born only a day apart. Today was your four year anniversary. It had taken you guys a very long amount of time to start dating. You had known each other by playing for Norway, but you were in denial about your sexuality for a while, and so was Guro. You had told people you were best friends, but best friends hearts don’t start beating like crazy when they lie their head down on their 'friends' lap.
You had planned a whole thing for your anniversary. You had asked Sam Kerr, Erin Cuthbert and Millie Bright to distract your girlfriend for a few hours, from 4:00 pm to 6:00 pm, so that you could set up your appartement. Now you really weren’t into the lovey dovey things. You would get her flowers and chocolates and jewelry to express your love for her, you wouldn’t use words. Acts of service were your love language. And so, when Guro left, you told her you would be out till 6:30 because you had a meeting with Nike, your sponsor.
Guro didn’t think you were neglecting your anniversary, she had made you a nice breakfast in the morning and you guys had cuddled in bed for an hour, just being happy you were with each other. So, she didn’t argue when the girls asked her to hang out, although she did wish you were there.
Your plan for their night together was a really big throwback. You would be building a blanket fort, and ordering her her favorite food. Why? The night you and Guro had first kissed, you were babysitting Guro’s niece, who had insisted on building a blanket fort. Except turns out that she got tired halfway through and fell asleep. So you and Guro had brought her to bed, and then you decided to keep on building the fort. You had drifted to sleep together under a ceiling of blankets, and when you woke up at 2:00 in the morning, Guro was awake and looking at you. And you kissed her. The rest- as corny as it is- was history.
You got to work quickly, starting by cleaning the living room. You then built the fort. You were pretty handy, and very skilled in the art of entertaining children because both your older siblings were married and had children. And your go too was always forts. You used blankets, pillows, and put fairy lights in it.
After that was set up, you took a quick picture of it and then went on your phone. You had ordered food to come at 6:15, and it was all your favorite things. There was saag paneer with rice, onion bajii, pizza and sushi. It was going to be a feast. All you had to do is make a baked Alaska. Her favorite desert. It was simple, just ice cream coated with graham crackers and whipped cream. So you would put it in the oven 20 minutes before it was time to eat the desert. It was now 5:30, the fort had taken a while, so you turned on the TV and went on netflix, selecting a horror movie you both knew you would barely be watching. Then, you went to your shared bedroom and put on her favorite outfit of yours. Which consisted of nike pros and a baggy but not long grey hoodie of hers, she loved seeing you in her clothes, and she was an ass girl, and the nike pro’s did you justice. You slipped your glasses on and then heard the door open. You walked out into the main area, seeing Guro starting at the fort. She turned to look at you, a wide smile on her face. "Baby… what did you do?" Guro said, laughing and putting down her bag to come jump in your arms.
You both made a point of speaking english when you could because your english wasn’t great.
You caught her in your arms and spun her around. "I recreated the scenes of our first kiss. I love you. So much. And i’m so lucky to be with you." You told her, all while her legs were around your waist. She kissed you again on the lips before peppering your face with them. She then jumped down and took off her shoes. "I’m gonna go change, and then we eat?" She said. "Food should be here in 5." You smiled at her. While she changed, you leaned on the counter and decided to post something on instagram.
@y/n.y/l/n
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All these years with you and I will never get used to your risky hikes. But I’ll keep on loving you, always. Four years down, forever to go.
Alle disse årene med deg og jeg vil aldri venne meg til dine risikable fotturer. Men jeg vil fortsette å elske deg, alltid. Fire år ned, for alltid igjen.
You put your phone down as Guro walked out the bedroom, wearing a similar outfit as you. Just then, the doorbell rang. "Go sit down. I have a movie ready."
The rest of the night was perfect, it was everything, and it was all you needed, her.
March 30 2023
You all knew you could not let Lyon score. That ball could not go in the back of Ann Kat’s net. If only knowing it couldn’t end up back there was enough. It wasn’t.
When Lyon scored, you knew it wasn’t over. As the attacking midfielder, you knew you had to create an opportunity for the team. But then it went into extra time, and Lyon scored again. You thought you were going to die.
Your girlfriend got subbed off, you couldn’t even recall for who, but she was on the bench, and she was mad.
And then, things seemed to turn around. You ran into the box and passed the ball to Lauren who received it perfectly, until you saw a foot stick in front of Lauren’s, sending her tumbling to the ground. You threw your hands up in the air as Lyon cleared it, all of Chelsea was going insane, the Lyon players were trying to defend their team, both benches were on their feet and the Chelsea fans at Stamford Bridge were screaming in rage. Time moved in slow motion, you looked over to Jessie Fleming with a mix of fear and hope in your heart. She looked at you the same way. And then, it seemed as though everything fast forwarded and the ref was pointing at the penalty spot, and Sophie Ingle was handing you the ball. "Can you do this?" She said to you. "Yes. Yeah I can do this." You answered, grabbing it and placing it on the spot. You didn’t want to look back at the bench, if you saw your Guro, you would be too concentrated on not letting her down to score the perfect penalty. You fiddled with the ball a bit before finding the perfect position for it to rest in. You backed up and breathed heavily. You knew how to do this. You had this.
And then the whistle blew, and your foot hit the ball, and the keeper went right and the ball went top left and you were screaming and running to the bench where Emma Hayes had just turned around and was screaming and jumping with Erin Cuthbert. You jumped into Guro’s arms, shaking so hard and screaming out of joy. You were level, and this quarter final was going to penalties.
Your brother and your sister were in the stand with their kids, all of them wearing your name on their back, except for one of the kids, who loved Guro more than she loved you, you couldn’t even bring yourself to mind because the sight of your girlfriends name on your niece’s back was the most wonderful thing ever.
Jess Carter took the first penalty. Score.
Lyon. Score.
Sam Kerr. Score.
Lyon. Score.
Jessie Fleming. Score.
Lyon. Miss.
Lauren James. Miss.
Lyon. Score.
It was your turn. You couldn’t miss. And you didn’t. You sunk it in with ease and pumped your fist in the air, running to Jessie and Niahm, hugging Magda and Joanna.
And then Ann Kat worked magic, and Chelsea was through.
The whole team ran to Ann Kat and dog piled on top of her, but you made sure to run to Guro who was running off the bench and onto the pitch. You jumped into her arms, hugging her head to your chest and holding her tightly. "MY GIRL! MY GIRL!" Guro yelled, smiling up at you and then hugging your upper body again as you rested your cheek on her head. Guro put you down and then you both ran to the rest of the group, hand in hand. You and Ann Kat hugged, the team spraying water on the both of you. "Ice cold!" She said to you, smiling. "Right back at you Keep!" You smiled.
The celebrations were amazing, but you were quick to find your siblings. You hugged your sister tightly and then your brother. They all praised you, making you blush from the attention. You focused on the five kids there, hugging the and smiling. You picked up the youngest, a seven month old girl and walked on the pitch with her, taking her to your teammates.
"Gee!" Guro said, happy to see the baby. Georgia reached out for Guro who took her gladly, smiling at her mini Chelsea jersey. You took the opportunity to go sign a few things as Guro held your niece, she was getting much attention from Niahm and Jessie. When you got back, you took her back to her mother and swapped her for your five year nephew, JJ, who was incredibly social and wanted to say hi to everyone. You soon got called over for a quick post match interview. "You want to come, JJ? You wanna be on TV with auntie?" You asked him. "Yeah!" He said happily. You quickly asked your sister, who’s son it was and she agreed to it. Then, you picked him up and brought him to the cameras.
"Hi!" The reporter said, passing you a headset. "Hi, nice to see you again." You answered, recognizing her from other games. "Same to you, same to you. Who’s this?" She asked, looking at the boy in your arms. "I’m JJ." He said, the camera now rolling. "Well hello, JJ. The woman said. She then turned to you. "Well, I’m sure you guys are ecstatic to have made it through. How do you feel about your performance as a team?" She asked. "Um, not good enough. We were extremely lucky to have had that clip in the box. I know a lot of people will say the game was stolen from Lyon, they were the better side but we kept our calm and I think that showed. I’m very proud of this team and I’m just happy not to have missed." You said, smiling. "Yeah, a very special penalty that was. So now there are two english teams in the semi finals. How do you feel about maybe having to play Arsenal again?" The woman asked you.
You knew what was coming the second she said that. The thing is, Guro had had a lot of fun teaching three year old JJ to say "London is blue!" every time the word Arsenal was brought up. She thought it was hilarious. So that’s what happened.
"LONDON IS BLUE!" He yelled, his squeaky little voice making you jump. The reporters and you were quiet for a second before you all burst out laughing. "I’m so sorry, my girlfriend taught him that I promise. Anyways uh, yeah no we’re just going to concentrate on the Barca game, Arsenal is not our issue right now." You told her.
You talked for a couple more minutes and then you wrapped it up. You handed JJ back to his parents and rushed into the tunnel where Guro was waiting for you away from the cameras. "Can I kiss you now?" She asked. "Please. And don’t stop."
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batfamily fic recs which are told from an outsider’s perspective
the city carries ruins in its heart by nex_et_nox “Do you trust him?” Jim asked.
“Yes,” said Batman, unhesitating.
He didn’t know if he would ever like Red Hood. He didn’t know if he would ever be able to like working with him. He wanted to arrest the man. But if Batman trusted him, that would have to be enough for Jim.
Jim Gordon's evolving perspective on Red Hood.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jim Gordon & Jason Todd
playacting by nex_et_nox “So,” Jim said, “are you one of Wayne’s new kids?” Because only siblings acted that way toward each other, and it seemed like every time Gotham turned around, Bruce Wayne was adopting more kids. It was a reasonable question.
“What?” Jay asked. “No, I’m—” He paused. Very slowly, his head tilted as he looked over Jim’s shoulder in the most obvious way he possibly could.
Jim Gordon accidentally meets the "newest" member of the Wayne family.
G | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jim Gordon & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd
Ain't No Compass, Ain't No Map by ebjameston CPS Agent, pointing at Tim Drake: We need to take him with us Red Hood: He's fine where he is CPS: He's a minor Hood: Timbo, you a minor? Tim: Can't prove it CPS: I mean, I can. There are records – Tim, who has just finishing hacking CPS to remove his own file: Oh really, tell me more about these records
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A CPS agent gets sent to investigate a tip that Tim Drake has been abandoned by his parents and is living with the Red Hood. The CPS agent leaves with no Tim Drake, a date with Red Hood's lieutenant, and an intern who's promising to fix the IT systems at his office.
It's a weird day for Theo.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne
Finding a New Perspective by njw “I got this, Hood.” Red Robin sounds annoyed as he arcs and twists through the air, kicking one henchman into another and wrenching the gun away from a third while simultaneously retracting his grappling line and then launching it to catch another unwary henchman. Just, how?
“I can see you do,” Red Hood says, and wait. Was his voice always that deep? Is he… Maya squints. Is he staring at Red Robin’s ass?
She blinks, then studies the line of sight more closely. Maybe he’s just checking out Red Robin’s kneecaps, in preparation for shooting at them? That seems more his style. Sexual attraction is kind of confusing and she still doesn’t totally believe Tosh that it’s actually as big a thing as people make it out to be—seriously, do other people really spend that much time thinking about it? Sounds fake but okay.
But no, Red Hood’s helmet is totally pointed at Red Robin’s ass. Huh. That’s new. * For the tumblr Jaytim Week 2021 Holiday Gift Exchange. Thanks, Chibi, for putting this all together!
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tim Drake/Jason Todd
seeing is believing by envysparkler Five times Agent Padilla has the wrong idea about her neighbors’ relationship, and one time she gets it right.
(Or: Natalia knew that Gotham was crazy, but she didn’t realize it was move-in-next-to-Nightwing-and-Deathstroke-the-Terminator-crazy.)
M | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson
red by any other name by curiositea The first thing Leo thinks, when she sees the guy strapped to the chair, is that cable ties aren’t going to be enough.
or, a minor gang kidnaps the Red Hood’s “boyfriend”. It goes about as well as you’d expect.
Not Rated | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Original Character(s)
The Talking Cure by DariaHernandez Two vigilantes and a couples therapist walk into a room.
M | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tim Drake/Jason Todd
The Horrible Lives of the Completely Sane by withthekeyisking Three civilian looks at the goings-on of the Wayne family.
G | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batfamily Members & Original Character(s)
Training Day: Gotham City 911 Edition by Spee (birbsandbats) “Could you at least help me out here? The mall is about to explode!”
“Meh. It’s gone downhill since the Macy’s closed,” Pilar said.
“Meh??” Eric sputtered. “How can you not take this seriously?”
“The Riddler isn’t even an A level villain anymore. I think you and Robin can handle him, newbie.”
or: Eric Richards knows nothing about Gotham City--which would be fine, if he weren't its newest 911 operator.
T | No Archive Warnings Apply | No Relationships
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Meeting The Parents | Lando Norris
Part of the Sweet Dreams series
previous chapter: Date Night word count: 1.5k words warnings: fluff, suggestive smut english is not my first language
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LOS ANGELES, AMERICA - FEBRUARY 15TH 2021
It was car launch day for McLaren and you were supposed to be there, but instead, you are stuck on your couch with the flu and a stomach ache. It has been almost two months since Lando and you had your very first date, and well, the start of your relationship. It has also been two months since you last visited each other. You had FaceTimed with Christmas and New Year’s and basically every day in between but that was all. Lando went to Dubai for a training camp but shortly after his arrival, he found out he had covid. You had gotten back to your work and would have flown to Woking three days ago, but with the symptoms you had, it was better if you stayed at home. You tried your best to stay awake while watching the car launch, but every single muscle in your body pulled you down to a deep sleep. When you woke up to check the time on your phone you saw a message that caught your attention. “Y/N, I have a serious question..” Lando had mentioned, basically right after the car launch was finished. “..I fully understand if you say no, but if you feel comfortable about it,” There was a pause in his texts, you didn’t know if he had waited for you to reply or forgot to send the rest, but after you ask him what he wanted to say he replies with, “Would you like to meet my parents?” It never popped into your mind, but for him to initiate this next step, made your heart melt. “Of course! but when?” “I was thinking, since you want to come to Bahrain, that it would be fun to fly together from the UK. So that means you will have to come here first and then you could meet them.” You can’t help but smile, it was so adorable to realize he had planned this all out. “You are really cute. I can’t wait.” “Really? I will let them know.” All though he was on the other side of the world you could sense the beam of a smile he had on his face and the little twinkle in his eyes.
BRISTOL, ENGLAND - MARCH 19TH 2021
You are very nervous as you set foot for the first time in Bristol. You knew Lando would come to pick you up and then the two of you would drive to his parents' house. It takes a long time for your luggage to arrive on the carousel. For obvious reasons, Lando waited in his car outside for you. Once he sees you, he gets out of the car and helps you with your luggage. You step into the car and can finally kiss him. "How was your flight?" Lando asks as he starts the engine. "I tried to prevent the jet lag by sleeping a lot." You could hear him chuckle. It wasn't a long drive from the airport to his parents' place. You hide behind Lando as he turns around the keys. You could feel a knot form in your stomach. Before Lando opens the door, he turns around to you to take your hand and say "They will love you, no need to be scared." Something they always say, just like in the movies, and as you would have thought it didn't help to calm the nerves down.
All of them came to greet you in the hallway, even when they were busy with their own stuff. As soon as they heard Lando turn the key around, they came almost running to the front door. After you introduce yourself to his parents and siblings, Lando says, "Alright, meet and greet over." He walks with you to the kitchen. It took you some time to acclimatize but soon it felt all so natural, it was as if you fitted right in. Here you could be you, not someone famous. Of course, they were interested in what you did and so on, but not in a nosy way. Everything was going great. They are in love with you and enjoy your company. You are watching Lando work on something with his dad when his mother comes over to you. “He really loves you..” She states, you look over at her with a smile on your face. “..I have never seen him look at anyone, the way he looks at you.” You are startled by her words. "Y/N" Lando calls for you to look at what he has been building with his dad.
"I know we have said to keep our relationship private as long as possible, but how are we going to do it now that you will be at the race weekends?" Lando questions you. He had suggested going for a walk just so you could take a breather. It has been three months now, but the decisions still stood. It wasn't because you didn't want people to know. Lando was worried about any negative comments from fans, but most of all he wanted to protect you from the cruelty of social media. Which you certainly understood, as were quite familiar with it. You wanted the same thing for him, but with the amount of time you two would be spending together, it could lead to some potential rumors. "I could throw it on the fact that I'm at the track for work." You sound doubtful because you knew somewhere that the fans wouldn't buy that. "I just want you to know, that whether we stay private or not, I love you." If he could he would show you off to the whole world. He wants to be publicly proud, proud to be with you, but due to circumstances that were impossible. Your eyes widen when you hear what Lando says. At first, he doesn't notice what he just said, but when he realizes he starts to rattle. "I- I did-" You cut him off and say, "I love you."
WOKING, ENGLAND - MARCH 20TH 2021
Last night was the first time you ever slept in the same bed with your boyfriend. Lando was already in bed when you got into the bed on the empty side. Lando stared at you and eventually asked, "Are you not laying over here?" He held his arms out for you, an instant smile appears on your face. You scoot over to him and cuddle up into his arms. As you lay there for a couple of seconds, you start to feel uncomfortable and even a little cold. So you turn over and move around to make yourself more comfortable when you hear a groan release from Lando's lips. "You're about to kill me, love." That is when you released you moved back and forth along the bulge in his pants.
"I could get used to this," You hear Lando say in his deep morning voice once you wake up, the vibrations of his voice send shivers down your spine. "What?" You say soft-spoken, as you rub the sleep out of your eyes. "You here, next to me, as I wake up," He says and places a kiss on your forehead.
Past few days the two of you were quite busy with work. Due to that, you didn't have time to do anything for your three-month anniversary. Not that you necessarily wanted to do anything, but you also hadn't seen each other for those three months. "So what do you want to do for our anniversary?" Lando asks you when you are stood in front of him. "I don't know." You place your hands on the table behind you and slightly lean back. "Is there anything you want?" Lando continues. "Lando, I'm not the kind of girlfriend who needs to be showered with presents or be taken to the fanciest restaurants. I'm happy to spend time with you. I don't need a lot. You could pick a flower from the floor and I would be overjoyed. We could buy pizza and eat it in our pajamas on the couch and watch a bad movie. As long as I'm with you, I don't need anything else." You poured your heart out to Lando. "So pizza for dinner tonight?" Lando didn't know how to react, so he had to say something stupidly cute. You chuckle and say, "Pizza for tonight is perfect. Just to clear things up, I don't mind going out from time to time.." You sit down on his lap, "..as long as I'm with you." Your lips meet his and you can feel Lando's hand run between your thigs. You break away from the kiss and jump up from his lap, "I have to..uhm..pack some things..uhm before..you know." You stumble over your words as you slowly walk out of the kitchen to the stairs. You can hear Lando chuckle before you sprint upstairs.
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fyonahmacnally · 9 months
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Thing I Didn’t Say
The day Kara went to the Phantom Zone - 2021
"KARA!" Lena screams. She sees the panicked look on all her friends' faces and wants nothing more than to kill her brother for a second time. What’s a little murder between siblings? This could be considered self-defense, right? He has tried to assassinate her on multiple occasions after all. 
Once they subdue the asshole and get back to the tower, everything becomes real. The minute she realizes Kara is truly gone, she panics. For once in her life, her mind is blank. She has no idea where she is going, but she has to get away from everyone. She needs to find somewhere that she can go to feel close to Kara, to be able to feel her presence.  Before she knows what’s happening, she is standing in front of Kara's apartment door unlocking it. As she closes the door behind her, she collapses onto the floor and deep, wracking sobs surge from her body.
She isn’t sure how much time passes, but she wakes up on the floor in Kara’s apartment feeling like she’s been run over by a truck and then backed over again for good measure. Her phone is vibrating incessantly in her pocket and she couldn’t care less. She knows it is one or all of the Superfriends trying to check-in, but she just can’t deal with it right now. She just got Kara back and now her piece of shit brother sent her to a place that is sheer trauma for Kara. The two of them were definitely on their way to repairing their friendship and there are still so many things she never said, so many things she should have said. 
Now, she may never get the chance. 
Tears sting her eyes again. She didn’t think she had any left, but here she is crying on Kara’s apartment floor thinking about all the things she never said to the woman she knows she’s been in love with for years.  Fuck. She may never get the chance to tell the one person she has ever truly loved how she feels. 
Get up off the floor, Luthor. You know Kara wouldn’t want you to isolate yourself and box up your emotions. 
So, that’s what she does. She gets up and takes in the apartment. It is so full of warmth and is just so  Kara. She walks into the kitchen and makes a mental note to throw out anything that could spoil before they get her back. That thought stops her in her tracks. 
What if we don’t get her back? What if…No. Nope. They will find a way. If it’s the last thing she does, they will get her back.
She decides she needs to sit down and sort through her thoughts. She sees a notebook and pen on the coffee table so she grabs them and makes herself comfortable on the couch. She absently flips through the notebook. What she finds halts her movements and starts a fresh stream of tears. There on a page in the middle of the notebook is a masterful sketch of her laughing with her head tilted and full dimples on display. 
Is this how she sees me?  She wonders. Before she realizes what’s happening, she has started writing Kara a letter. 
Two hours later, she blinks back to reality and decides she needs to get some sleep. She takes the notebook with her to Kara’s bedroom, places it on the nightstand, and heads to the shower. She will sort through the rest of her thoughts and feelings tomorrow. Tonight, she wants to be surrounded by Kara.
And that’s how it goes almost every day. She keeps writing and will continue until they get Kara back from the Phantom Zone. Lena spends everyday at the Tower and every night in Kara’s apartment writing her letters. First, it’s to tell her all the things she never said, then, it’s to keep her up to date on everything that is happening while she is gone. Who knows if she will ever give them to Kara, but it helps her cope with the missing piece of her life. 
The day Lena leaves for Fortune Bay - 2021
With Lex in prison and Lillian god knows where, Lena was the one that took over Luthor Manor. Plus, she needs a break from the Tower. Getting Kara back was great, but it’s still a little awkward. While she was at the manor, Lena found some information about her birth mother. She isn’t sure why, but she feels a deep pull to find out more about her life before the Luthors. With Andrea’s help, she is able to get the name of a town in Newfoundland called Fortune Bay. She knows she has to go. She has to see if she can figure out who she really is. 
But, she also doesn’t want to be away from Kara. There are so many things left unsaid between them and she knows Kara is going to need her friends and family more than ever. She’s torn about what to do. So, yet again, she finds herself standing in front of the apartment that has been her home during the time that Kara was gone. Pulling out the key and unlocking the door, she steps into the safest space she has ever known. Kara isn’t there, she made sure of it before she came. She already let the blonde know that she was leaving for a while and why. It wasn’t an easy conversation, but as she always is, the superhero was understanding. 
She sighs, pulls a letter out of her purse, and makes her way into the blonde’s bedroom. Gingerly, she runs her fingers over the neat letters spelling Kara’s name and places it on the bedside table under the glasses sitting there. The raven-haired genius has no idea when her best friend will find it and she is more nervous about leaving it than she has been about anything else in her entire life, but she promised herself that she wouldn’t bury her emotions anymore so she’s taking a risk. 
At least I won’t be here when she finds it.  She thinks.  God, you’re such a fucking coward, Lena. She actually laughs out loud at that as she walks back toward the door taking one last look around before she locks up and heads out. 
Hopefully this is the beginning of a new adventure.
The night after Lena leaves for Fortune Bay - Kara’s apartment
Kara's exhausted. Putting on a strong face for her friends and family is tiring. She doesn't want to pretend, but she doesn't know what else to do. A lifetime of trauma and stuffing everything down has conditioned her to do this and it's a habit she doesn't know how to break. 
And now, Lena's gone for who knows how long. 
Lena's the only one who can understand and she's not here. She thinks as she drops her keys and bag by the door to get a shower. Having dinner at the tower was draining and she just wants to go to sleep. She grabs some clothes and heads to the bathroom.
The water is as hot as it will go and she stands under it hoping it will wash away the feelings of dread and hollowness. She knows her sleep will be riddled with nightmares and restlessness, but her body is tired. And god, she misses Lena so damn much. They've barely spoken since she got back and now the raven-haired woman is gone indefinitely. She's incredibly supportive of Lena getting answers and finding a connection to her mother, but her heart hurts being away from her best friend. There's so much they still need to talk about. Not to mention the fact that she knows with her entire being that she is desperately in love with the genius woman. They promised no more secrets and here she is sitting on yet more deception. 
Okay, Kara, get your shit together and stop pining after your best friend.
She sighs and turns the water off. She really needs to get in bed and try to get through this night. Getting dressed and through her routine, she heads to her bedroom. As she plugs her phone in, she sees an envelope sitting on her nightstand. She knows that handwriting as much as her own, that's a letter from Lena. Her heart is suddenly in her throat and her mind is racing. Lena must have put it there before she left and she's not sure if that is a good or a bad thing. 
The blonde grabs the letter and sits back on her bed. She gently runs her fingers over her name written in the most neat and elegant script she's ever seen. It makes her heart flutter and she smiles. Running her free hand over her face, she forces herself to open the letter and tries to calm herself down. Surely her best friend wouldn't leave a letter containing something horrible and then leave town. Right? She sighs and pulls the pages from the envelope.
Here goes nothing.  She thinks.
  My Dearest Kara,
By now, you know I've left to try to find more information about my birth mother. I hope I won't be gone for too long. Especially since we just got you back and gods have I missed you. We have so much we still need to talk about and I know we will, Kara, but I wanted to leave this for you in the meantime. 
While you were gone, I spent a lot of time here in your apartment. For many reasons, but there are two that are the most important to me. The first is that being here made me feel close to you and I desperately need that. The second is because your apartment is one of the only places I've ever felt safe. I hope you don't mind that I was here. I tried to keep everything in order and well taken care of for you. I hope it shows.
Now, on to the real reason for this letter. The first night I was here, I was a wreck, Kara. Losing you like that right after we had just gotten each other back was devastating. It felt like my whole world fell apart, again. When I came in and looked around, I realized I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I could feel you all around me and it was what I needed. It was then I noticed a notebook sitting on your coffee table. I decided to try to sort through my thoughts, write something down and try to make sense of what was swimming around in my head. About halfway through the notebook, I found a sketch. Darling, it took my breath away. It was truly breathtaking to see how you view me through your beautiful blue eyes. I was so mesmerized by it that I think I stared at it for hours. Anyway, it made me realize that there were so many things I never said to you. So many things I didn’t say and should have. Of course, I could go on and on about the reasons why, but that’s for another time. 
For now, I want to leave you with the first letter I wrote to you on that first night when the pain was so fresh and raw. We will have time to talk about things and say all the things that need to be said, I promise. Until then, Kara, here are some of the things I kept to myself, some of the secrets I kept. Please read them with an open mind and an open heart, Darling. These words are from the bottom of mine. I will see you soon.
Love Always,
Lena
Tears are streaming down her face as she tilts her head back onto the headboard of her bed. She has no idea what she is about to read, but the fact that Lena stayed in her apartment while she was gone simultaneously shatters and heals her heart. The idea that she felt close to the blonde and safe in her apartment is not what she expected. The sketch Lena referenced is ingrained into her mind. She remembers exactly which one and suddenly needs to get her hands on it. So, she sits the letter on her bed and runs into the living room to grab her notebook. Once she settles back in bed, she opens it up. It’s still there, but Lena placed a pastel green sticky note on the opposite page with a note that says, ‘You are truly an amazing artist, Kara. I hope you know that. xo, L’.  She smiles and holds the notebook to her chest. It makes her wonder if Lena left any other little surprises to be found. She shakes her head and thinks,  another time, Kara.  She has a letter to read.
She picks the letter back up and gets back to it. There are several pages of Lena’s wonderfully elegant handwriting. For reasons she can’t even begin to fathom right now, her stomach has a nervous swarm of butterflies skipping around in it. The superhero knows that whatever words she is about to read will alter her life forever, she just doesn’t know how. Regardless, she is diving in head first.
Hi Kara. 
We just lost you. It hurts more than anything I have felt in a long time. I’m not sure if I will be able to put words to it that make sense or that give it justice right now. What I do know is that I can’t breathe. When I got here earlier and opened the door, I collapsed into a heaping, sobbing pile onto the floor in front of your door. I’m still not sure how long I stayed there, time seems to have stopped and everything is a big blur. It’s all just…I don’t know, bland and colorless. Without you, I am a drifting ship in the middle of a hurricane. I know what it is like to be without you already and I don’t want to go through it again. You mean far too much to me for that. Right now, it feels like my entire soul has been ripped from my body. It feels absolutely hopeless. For tonight, I am going to let myself feel hopeless. I am going to let myself experience the emotions I need to, but I promise you, tomorrow, all of us will fight to get you back home, Kara. You taught me that there is always hope. I will not stop until you are back here. I hope wherever you are and whatever you are doing, you know we won’t stop. I will never stop fighting for you. 
There are so many things I didn’t say to you over the years. So many things I wanted to say or needed to say, but always came up with a list of reasons not to. I guess, in a sense, I was keeping a secret too, Kara. Just as we start working our way back to each other, my brother fucks it up, and you’re gone without me ever having told you my biggest secret. Where do I start with this? How do I go about telling you some of the things that should have been said so many years ago? Especially now that you aren’t here to hear them from me directly. I don’t want it to be too late, Darling. I hope it isn’t.
I suppose I should just start from the beginning. That’s what you would do, right? Ha. Or maybe you would just blurt it out in one big classic Kara Danvers ramble. Boy would I love to hear one of those right now. You have to be the most adorkable person I have ever met, Kara. You’re probably my single most favorite person on this planet. Well, probably the entire known universe, but semantics. Anyway, I am rambling now. You’ve rubbed off on me! I’m nervous about this and you’re not even here for me to have to actually speak the words. You have a way of making me a little nervous. Not many people have that effect on me, but you always have. So, the beginning, let’s start there.
Your appearance in my office that day with Clark was something I will never forget. God, you were just beautiful standing there in your cute little cardigan and nerdy glasses. I was taken with you right away. I’ve never had that kind of reaction to anyone before, Kara. I know if it wasn’t for my Luthor upbringing, I would have been a rambling mess. Even in that first encounter, I was drawn to you and I meant every single word of it when I told you I hoped it wasn’t the last time we talked. I wanted to know you. I would even venture to say that I was enamored with you, I just didn’t realize it yet. You waltzed into my office with your cousin and walked out with my heart in the palm of your hand. It was terrifying, exhilarating, earth-tilting, and unsettling. I didn’t quite know what to do with that reaction, but I knew I couldn’t stay away. That was the first time I knew there was something different about you.
Something I still laugh about is when I went to CatCo and invited you to my charity gala. You know, I was actually asking you out on a date. It makes me laugh at how completely clueless you were to that fact. At the time, I thought it was because you just weren’t interested in me, and maybe that is still part of it, but in hindsight, I think it had more to do with the fact that your Kryptonian heritage and customs are so different from ours here on Earth. No matter how long you have lived on our planet, I know now that you still miss some of the social cues, but then, I had no idea. Regardless of whether you were interested in dating me or not, I knew I wanted you in my life. For me, that was when I realized that I already liked you more than I wanted to ever like anyone again. It scared me in the same ways it made me giddy. 
Filling your office with flowers. It was another thing that I did trying to get you to realize how much I liked you. Again, it’s a little funny to me now that you didn’t see it for what it was. I think I have liked you for so long that so many things stand out as I look back. The closer we got, the more painfully obvious it was to me that I was falling in love with you. When you started dating Mon-El, I was pretty sure I had lost my chance for good, but still couldn’t imagine my life without you in it.  It was always about you being happy. It never mattered to me who played that role as long as you were truly happy. I won’t lie and say that I ever like that guy, Kara. He was never, ever going to be good enough for you. You deserve more than anyone on any planet could ever give you. Anyway, I am rambling again. 
When you lost Mon-El, it was hard to watch you in so much pain. I felt so much guilt about it and when you pushed me away, it hurt, but I felt like you were justified since I played such a pivotal part in him having to leave. Then, you pushed me to date James, I thought you had figured out how I felt about you and were trying to use that as a way to let me down kindly. I knew from the start that it was never going to work with him, but wanted to give it a chance since you seemed to think so highly of him. I still have a lot of questions about that and why you pushed that so much, but I never asked. I have been a coward about a lot of things, Kara. It is so obvious to me now, but at the time, I just wanted you in my life, no matter what that meant. Looking back, I know I never should have dated James. He was never who I wanted.
I know this is all out of order and might seem jumbled, but like I said before, I just need to get this all out and to ‘tell’ you all the things I should have said, but was too fucking scared to. You deserve to know my secret too. 
When Jack died, it hit me hard. Like you, I have lost so many things in my life that I just expect everyone to leave in some way. He was part of so many of the best parts of my life. At least my life before you. I know you felt guilty about what happened with Jack. I didn’t know at the time that it was my Kara that I saved, but I do know it wouldn’t have mattered, I would have made the same decision. It was the right one. As much as it hurt to make it, I would make it again, every time. I could go on and on about so many things, Kara. There are a ton of things that we need to talk about and talk through. We will do that when we get you back. I promise. 
Until then, I will leave you with my truth. My own little secret that I never told you, but most definitely wish I would have. So, here it is, Kara…
You are my perfect partner at game night. 
You are who I think about first thing in the morning and the last at night. 
You are quite simply the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Ever.
Losing you last year felt like losing a part of myself. 
I never knew what it meant to be truly loved, unconditionally,  before I met you.  
Kara, I love you.
I am in love with you.
I think I always have been. 
Please come back to me so I can tell you to your face. 
Yours now and always,
Lena
Kara is sobbing now. She cannot even begin to process what she has just read. How had she missed this? She knew Lena flirted with her. She is oblivious, but she isn’t stupid. She just chalked that up to Lena being, well,  Lena . She is quite charming and always a bit flirty. Lena loves her. She’s in love with Kara. Now she’s not here for Kara to tell her that she feels the same way. 
She has to do something. 
She picks up her notebook and grabs her journal from her bedside drawer. The blonde knows she won’t be able to give a letter to Lena tonight, but she knows she has to respond. Screw being tired, she has some feelings to return. Tomorrow, she will fly to wherever Lena may be and leave her a letter. 
Maybe this is the beginning of saying all the things that need to be said. The beginning of something even better than before. 
For the first time in a very long time, Kara feels…Hope.
On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45726514
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YOU’VE GOT TO TWIST YOUR BODY, TWIRL IT ALL AROUND! ⠀⸻⠀ meet the members!⠀⠀cw mentions of suicide, death.⠀long post !!!
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Born in February 1998 to a small town in Daejeon, DOYEON had a relatively quiet life growing up. It was a place where everyone knew everyone, where people met up on weekends in town halls or community centres to share coffee and cake and pour over puzzles. There wasn’t much excitement, but DOYEON didn’t mind. He liked afternoons spent playing with his younger brother, or helping his mother in the kitchen. He didn’t need much entertainment to keep him happy, and was perfectly content as he was.
Or at least, he thought he was. The restlessness started to fester at around the age of thirteen, and it was a slippery slope from that point onwards. He’d seen all the movies in their singular cinema more than twice over, had tried every position there was possible without hurting himself on the swings in their tiny park (at one point he could hook his legs over the top bar and let himself hang, using it more like a gymnast than a bored child), and was sick to death of the jigsaws he helped with every weekend. He felt lost for a while, stuck still on his feet without an end destination in sight, retreating into his shell and keeping his head down—until he saw an rerun of Inkigayo playing on the old tv strung up in the corner of the café he had grown to like, and then all of a sudden he had brand new dream, a brand new goal to strive towards.
It was more the dance than the whole idol thing that DOYEON was interested in, and he enrolled himself into a few classes the second he was able. Dancing was all he did for the next few months. On the way home from school following whatever rhythm he was making up in his head, in his bedroom copying along to various choreographies, even while sitting down his feet would be tapping along to a beat no-one could hear but him. He was obsessed, poured everything he had into it. It felt like he’d finally found his true calling, and one day in 2015 while walking home from a lesson a FNC scouter seemed to think so too. He was introduced, handed a business card, and had shaken the man’s hand before he was gone again and DOYEON was left dazed and with a new opportunity tucked into his hand.
An opportunity he took, of course. His mother was worried about the move to Seoul, but DOYEON assured her he would call every week, ruffled his younger brother’s hair just to watch him complain, and boarded the train to his new trainee life. One that, once he was finally able to debut with SLOW MOTION, would have a rather sad end a little over a year after their 2019 debut. There was no egregious scandal or vicious fight between the five members that tore them apart, but instead they just.. Fell flat. With nothing to do, and not much chance to dance in front of adoring crowds like he’d wanted since he was young, when JAGUAR approached he was biting at the bit to take the chance.
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STAGE NAME⠀DOYEON ( 도연 )
BIRTH NAME⠀KIL DOYEON ( 길도연 )
BIRTH DATE⠀11 FEBRUARY, 1998
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀DAEJEON, SK
HOMETOWN⠀DAEJEON, SK
ETHNICITY⠀KOREAN
NATIONALITY⠀KOREAN
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL
COMPANY⠀FNC ( 2015—2019 )⠀JAGUAR ( 2019—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀FOUR
POSITION⠀LEADER, MAIN DANCER
DEBUT DATE⠀12 MAR, 2019⠀╱⠀1 AUG, 2021
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FACE CLAIM⠀JI CHANGMIN
HEIGHT⠀175 CM ( 5’9” )
WEIGHT⠀56 KG ( 123 LBS )
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JALEN was born on a late spring evening in April 1997, to a nightclub-owner of a father and a karaoke-loving office worker mother—right in the very heart of Beijing. Music and dance and the raucous laughter of the young partygoers as they drunkenly tottered down in search of the next club to hit, shoes clattering on the uneven cobbles of the city streets that sat right outside his little flat’s bedroom window, were something he grew up with practically ingrained in him.
With no siblings to keep him company, and not many friends at school to bunk off classes or mess around on the walk home with, JALEN turned to music instead. At first it was just his hesitant accompaniment of his mother whenever she made use of her weekend off to enjoy a couple of hours at their local KTV, but from there it started to spiral. He loved singing with everything in him, really, but he also wanted to try and make some of his own. He was mostly self-taught, watching tutorials late into the night and messing around on his phone, starting with only simple mixes of his favourite songs, and then at around the age of seventeen/eighteen was when he started picking up DJ sets in his father’s club to really try his hand at the craft.
Becoming an idol was never really part of the plan. He would’ve been happy to work at the club for however many more years he saw fit, until his mother sat him down and pointed out that he could go so much further if he tried to get deeper into the industry rather than simply scratching the surface of Beijing’s nightlife scene. METRONOME was never at the top of his list either, but the auditions were the closest, and so on a hot summers day in mid 2015 the freshly eighteen year old JALEN packed a bag for the four-hour bullet train ride to Shanghai and performed the best he could for the panel before him—a simple song and dance routine he’d learnt back-to-front.
It was apparently deemed good enough for them to take him on, and so he made his move to Korea and the next three years were spent training until the eventual debut of ALGORHYTHM. But it only took a single member leaving for them to fall apart and for JALEN to be left with nothing else to do other than make beat after beat on his shitty laptop that he stubbornly refused to upgrade and then make up the routines for them in his head afterwards—until, of course, JAGUAR happened, and his life began to pick up speed again.
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STAGE NAME⠀JALEN ( 잘렌 )
BIRTH NAME⠀DUAN JIEYANG ( 段揭阳 )
BIRTH DATE⠀27 APRIL, 1997
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀BEIJING, CN
HOMETOWN⠀BEIJING, CN
ETHNICITY⠀CHINESE
NATIONALITY⠀CHINESE
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL
COMPANY⠀METRONOME MEDIA ( 2015—2019 )⠀JAGAUR ( 2019—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀THREE
POSITION⠀MAIN VOCALIST, LEAD DANCER
DEBUT DATE⠀16 JAN, 2018⠀╱⠀1 AUG, 2021
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FACE CLAIM⠀QIAN KUN
HEIGHT⠀176 CM ( 5’9” )
WEIGHT⠀60 KG ( 132 LBS )
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Hailing from the very centre of Gangnam in the cold month of November 1999, with a near-supermodel mother and talent agent father, HAEIL had grown up vaguely in and around the rich and the famous. And while his older sister basked in the spare attention they naturally got as a result, HAEIL himself wasn’t too keen. The camera flashes made his eyes sting, the microphones shoved in his face by reporters with leering grins on their faces as they asked him—a child, barely nine or ten or twelve or whatever age he was when they did it—how it felt to have such wonderful people for parents made him want to turn and run back to his room, and the general feeling of being watched made his skin crawl, made him want to lash out and start yelling until it all stopped.
But it turned out he didn’t know how good he had it. Late 2011 was when his life came crashing down, so fast it almost felt like a blur. One day he was stopping in the corner shop to buy lunch for himself before school, and the next he was standing stock still in front of the newspaper stand staring at his mother’s debauched face streaked with makeup and mouth open in an angry scream at whoever was taking her photo. ‘Model caught in cheating scandal,’ read the fine print underneath, and then he was snatching a copy and running out of the store, back to the apartment, ignoring the yells coming after him. He reread the story until none of the words made sense anymore, until his father found him in his room and snatched it out of his hands.
The cameras and the microphones and the reporters got worse after that. His mother was nowhere to be seen, his sister didn’t revel in the attention so much as despise it, his father was a silent shell of who he used to be, and HAEIL himself wanted to scrub his life off of his skin, start over completely. That chance came only a year later, when he was approached on the tube of all places, on the way to school. The METRONOME representative had to tap him three times on the shoulder to get him to take his headphones off, and the first words he spoke to him were “Would you like to be an idol?”. It was his chance to make his name be associated with something other than his mother, wrapped in a bow named ALGORHYTHM, and HAEIL could do nothing but agree.
Alas, his chance didn’t last long. All his years of training turned out to be useless after ALGORHYTHM fell to the wayside after the departure of LEVI. He wanted to be known for something other than having a mess of a mother, but all that got him was being known for being in the group that couldn’t cope with one less member. He was desperate for a third chance, a final opportunity to make a name for himself, and so when JAGUAR rolled around he practically couldn't say yes fast enough.
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STAGE NAME⠀HAEIL ( 해일 )
BIRTH NAME⠀JEON HAEIL ( 전해일 )
BIRTH DATE⠀15 NOVEMBER, 1999
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀GANGNAM, SK
HOMETOWN⠀GANGNAM, SK
ETHNICITY⠀KOREAN
NATIONALITY⠀KOREAN
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL
COMPANY⠀METRONOME MEDIA ( 2012—2019 )⠀JAGUAR ( 2019—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀SIX
POSITION⠀LEAD VOCALIST, LEAD RAPPER
DEBUT DATE⠀16 JAN, 2018⠀╱⠀1 AUG, 2021
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FACE CLAIM⠀GOO GUNIL
HEIGHT⠀172 CM ( 5’8” )
WEIGHT⠀53 KG ( 116 LBS )
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Born in the busiest part of Chongqing in January 2001, as the youngest to two older sisters and a branch-manager mother far too busy for her own good, YIJUN didn’t have heaps in common with his family growing up. His friends from school were fine, but it was all skin-deep. None of them ever wanted to hang around after classes were over, or go to the cinema when the latest flick came out, or hit the shopping streets whenever they had a bit of pocket money to spare on weekends. He was left to his own devices for a large amount of his younger years, and more often than not that translated into him being led awake at three in the morning with his phone propped up on the pillow before him while he led and watched music show reruns all night.
Rap had always been something he was interested in. It was a genre that stretched far beyond his imagination, and he wanted to learn every inch of it: how to go fast, how to slow it down, how to keep to a beat and make it sound good at the same time. How you could mumble, words barely intelligible, and still make something worthwhile—however niche the audience for it might’ve been. He liked it so much he started to try it out for himself, bit by bit. Always in the quiet confines of his own bedroom, always with only himself to hear whatever words came out of his mouth.
He practised until he thought he was good enough, took to taking free sample beats from SoundCloud and rapping over them before uploading them on his own account even if a grand total of only 12 people listened to them. He practised until a calm summer day in 2016, when he was walking home from school and watched as a poster came drifting to the floor from where it’d been hastily plastered onto the side of the graffiti-covered bus shelter, one that simply read JAGUAR AUDITIONS with the time and place in fine print underneath. And while he’d never really believed in anything spiritual, the ‘divine interferences’ his oldest sister seemed to be marginally obsessed with, it was as if it had been placed there specifically for YIJUN to find it, and he wasn’t going to ignore such a glaringly obvious sign like that.
So he skipped school one early winter day, caught the train armed with his phone and the clothes on his back and barely enough money for a ticket, and walked into the auditions room like he owned the place. From there it was pressing play on the track he’d cobbled together in the weeks leading up to that very moment, looking them all dead in the eyes, and trying not to lose his nerve.
It worked, and he was moving out as soon as he got the chance. His mother accompanied him on the long plane ride over, gave him a short hug for the first time in what felt like years, and then he was left to his own devices once again, to get used to his new routine at JAGUAR. He was over the moon when he was given a chance to be in a group named BONSOIR, but all that excitement disappeared after the addition of JAEHEE—a blatant outsider, someone who didn’t fit in the slightest. YIJUN didn’t care all that much about the article that was known to many as BONSOIR’s downfall because, to him, BONSOIR wasn’t a group at all if JAEHEE was there. He wasn’t all that happy when given the offer of debuting with CHERRYADE, either, but he did it anyway—if only to terrorise JAEHEE some more.
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STAGE NAME⠀YIJUN ( 宜君 )
BIRTH NAME⠀QIAO YIJUN ( 喬宜君 )
BIRTH DATE⠀26 JANUARY, 2001
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀CHONGQING, CN
HOMETOWN⠀CHONGQING, CN
ETHNICITY⠀CHINESE
NATIONALITY⠀CHINESE
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL
COMPANY⠀JAGUAR ( 2016—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀THREE
POSITION⠀MAIN RAPPER, CENTRE
DEBUT DATE⠀22 OCT, 2019⠀╱⠀1 AUG, 2021
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FACE CLAIM⠀ZHONG CHENLE
HEIGHT⠀176 CM ( 5’9” )
WEIGHT⠀58 KG ( 128 LBS )
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On a sticky summer night in Chiang Mai was when GOGO was born, June 2002. Despite his Thai hometown, he was born to two Korean parents (an eccentric traveller of a mother and a stay-at-home father who would willingly follow wherever she wanted to go next), and grew up having to juggle between speaking one language at school and another at home. This didn’t last forever, though, because at the age of eight their family of four (extended by the original three when his younger brother was born, when GOGO was seven and very much against the prospect of a wailing, screaming, wriggly thing he’d have to call his sibling) packed up and moved to Yangsan, in a country that was technically his homeland but didn’t at all feel like it.
Yangsan lasted for barely a year. Just when he’d been settling in, learning how to talk like the boys at his school did, how to leave his tie loose the way they did, how to act like they did, they were handing in their final rent payment and making the move to Jeonju. And just when he was finally making closer friends, getting to know the twists and turns of the neighbourhood like the back of his own hand, they were packing up again, and then Suncheon was his newest home at age 11. he almost didn’t dare to breathe, worried to say a singular word to his classmates in fear he’d get told the next day they had a new apartment waiting for them in another city far away, and he was right for it. Ulsan came a month before he turned 12, and it was where he and his family—the only people that hadn’t changed, his father and mother and irritating younger brother—finally settled.
So he adjusted. He blended in. He made friends, got comfortable, and soon it was like he’d been there since the day he was born all over again. His days were spent joking and laughing and play fighting, slipping out of the school gates before the first bell rang to the nearby arcades and basketball courts and crowding up against each other with someone’s phone propped up on a bench while they tried to learn the latest EXO choreography, then lying through his teeth back home about all the things he’d supposedly ‘learnt’ that day in lessons. His audition came about in a similar way—a mild September afternoon in 2015, while he and his friends were bunking off, wandering down the city streets, one saw a sign advertising SM walk-in auditions and hit him on the shoulder to grab his attention. “I dare you to go in there” was what he said, and GOGO could do nothing but agree. It seemed his mostly-freestyled routine to the tune of EL DORADO playing out of his phone speakers was enough to impress, or at least convince the people sitting in front of him that he had some potential, because the next thing he knew he was being told he should be expecting a callback. Then came the goodbyes, the moving into dorms, and the practice, day in and day out. 
He was perfectly content there, happy with his members and the group and the multiple sub-units he was given the chance to debut in—until he wasn’t. GOGO himself didn’t really know what changed, he just didn’t feel right there anymore. Didn’t feel like he fit. So when JAGUAR reached out with a request for him to join their little roster for a new group set to debut in 2021, it was all he could do to agree. He doesn’t regret a thing, and would do the exact same even if he was given a chance to go back.
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STAGE NAME⠀GOGO ( 고고 )
BIRTH NAME⠀HWAN MINHUI ( 환민희 )
BIRTH DATE⠀16 JUNE, 2002
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀CHIANG MAI, TH
HOMETOWN⠀CHIANG MAI, TH
ETHNICITY⠀KOREAN
NATIONALITY⠀KOREAN
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL
COMPANY⠀SM ( 2015—2019 )⠀JAGUAR ( 2019—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀FOUR
POSITION⠀MAIN DANCER, LEAD VOCALIST
DEBUT DATE⠀8 AUG, 2019⠀╱⠀1 AUG, 2021
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FACE CLAIM⠀YEOM TAEGYUN
HEIGHT⠀176 CM ( 5’9” )
WEIGHT⠀54 KG ( 118 LBS )
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Suwon was where JAEHEE was born, in the month July 2002. As a child he only had his mother, his father having parted ways with the two in exchange for a new job in America. He was content with just the two of them until 2009, when his mother remarried and he was suddenly made to make nice and live with his new older step-brother and younger step-sister. It was a hard change for JAEHEE, and more often than not he felt left out, isolated from the new family of four as the forgotten middle child. He started to retreat into himself then, not going out unless it was to go to school or when sent on errands. There was nothing much to do except watch dramas all day, and it was then that he came to the quiet realisation that he wanted to try it out. The idea of pretending to be a different person, even if it was only for an hour or two in a school play, was something JAEHEE found he liked the idea of quite a bit.
He began acting by joining the drama club in school, and threw his all into it immediately. There he wasn’t the quiet JAEHEE, the one that barely greeted his mother and step-father when he got home before rushing up to his room, but instead he could be the sociable one, the one that greeted everyone with a smile and always had friends hanging off of his arms. He first got asked whether he wanted to be a real actor in 2015, and couldn’t be happier. From there it was a lot of forms and paperwork and older, far more important people than the talent scout he’d first been in touch with asking about where he wanted to go with his career, and him having to leave all of his school friends behind to enrol in a proper acting school, and lessons on etiquette and respect and a whole load of other things that made his head spin. Still, he loved every minute of it, and isn’t too ashamed to admit that he cried when he landed his first role—a minor one, with only a handful of lines, but a role all the same.
The want for change came around three years later, early 2018. It wasn’t like he’d lost his love for acting, but more that he felt he wasn’t going anywhere. It was background character after background character, extra after extra, and he was starting to get sick of it. He wanted something different, a complete cleanse. A challenge. That thought process was what led him down a year-long spiral that eventually landed him at JAGUAR in December, where he had to take a moment and ask himself if the life of an idol was what he really wanted.
But, at the end of the day, he didn’t think it would be too much of a high hurdle to jump over. He already had the whole pretend-to-be-a-different-person act down to a T, and the rest could be learnt and improved on with time. So he signed the form, started training, and it was then decided he would be debuting with BONSOIR. JAEHEE was wary, aware of the single they’d already released as a four, and for good reason—it was like they all couldn’t stand the sight of him, bar maybe HYEONMIN on good days. It was like walking on broken glass barefooted every day with them, and when the article that ripped back the curtain on how he was treated was released he could admit that he was a little relieved. And that relief only grew when he was told he was then going to be in a shiny, new, group—even if YIJUN (the one who, without a doubt, hated him the most) was going to be right there him.
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STAGE NAME⠀JAEHEE ( 재희 )
BIRTH NAME⠀AHN JAEHEE ( 안재희 )
BIRTH DATE⠀8 JULY, 2002
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀SUWON, SK
HOMETOWN⠀SUWON, SK
ETHNICITY⠀KOREAN
NATIONALITY⠀KOREAN
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL, ACTOR ( FORMER )
COMPANY⠀JAGUAR ( 2018—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀ONE
POSITION⠀LEAD RAPPER, VISUAL
DEBUT DATE⠀22 OCT, 2019⠀╱⠀1 AUG, 2021
⠀⠀ യ ‹ ⠀PHYSICAL
FACE CLAIM⠀CHOI HYUNWOOK
HEIGHT⠀181 CM ( 5’11” )
WEIGHT⠀70 KG ( 154 LBS )
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HASUN wasn’t born into any sort of stardom—far from it, actually, with a mild-mannered librarian father and a mother that passed away a mere few months after he was born into a quaint neighbourhood in Incheon, August 2003—but he was very close to it. His father’s sister just so happened to be the mother of one CHOI YOONHAE, who in around 2015 would reach his peak as JAGUAR’s most successful (and only) soloist, claiming his place as reigning king over the quickly deteriorating duo JUST4U. His older cousin was what inspired him to want to be an idol in the first place. He wanted to sing just like him, dance just like him, succeed and soar to heights that at the time felt unattainable just like him.
Singing was where he thought to start. In the shower to instrumentals of his favourite songs, under his breath while studying or doing odd jobs in the library his father worked at, at the noraebang after school with his friends, belting out the lyrics louder than all of them. It was like his lifeline, and he was biting at the bit to be able to audition for JAGUAR. His father finally let him a month after his thirteenth birthday in 2016, on the strict condition that YOONHAE and his younger sister, EUNHEE (who had just recently started to work at the company also) were to watch over him any time they got the chance to make sure he was settling in alright. He painstakingly chose a song to audition with, practised it until he could sing the verses in his sleep (with a little dance to go along with it, a number he did so many times he almost wore out the soles of his favourite trainers), and his father came with him to the audition hall to cheer him on and treat him to hotpot afterwards.
When he finally got the news of his acceptance, he nearly cried out of joy. Despite it being a generally well-known fact that trainee life wasn’t always the best of experiences, HASUN loved every minute of it—turning up to every practice with a grin so wide it looked as if his face hurt from the force of it. Even when he was deemed not the right fit for BONSOIR did he become disheartened. He just kept on going, smiling all the while.
That was, until YOONHAE was found to have taken his own life in his penthouse apartment on a cold morning in December 2018. However much JAGUAR tried to sweep all news of it under the carpet, keep as much press away from it as possible, it still happened. And the worst part of it was the 15-year-old HASUN was standing outside the very block of flats the morning it was discovered, EUNHEE by his side as they stared on in silence. He almost went through a complete personality shift then, withdrawing into himself completely. There was no sunny smile anymore, and no laughter either.
But despite all of this, the tragedy that had befallen his family and himself, HASUN stayed. It took a good year or so after YOONHAE’s death for it to happen, but he started to gradually improve again, small smiles making their appearances again and mood seeming to brighten up, however slowly it was happening. He’s certainly not the same person as he was when he was thirteen, but he’s trying his best.
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STAGE NAME⠀HASUN ( 하선 )
BIRTH NAME⠀LEE HASUN ( 이하선 )
BIRTH DATE⠀7 AUGUST, 2003
PLACE OF BIRTH⠀INCHEON, SK
HOMETOWN⠀INCHEON, SK
ETHNICITY⠀KOREAN
NATIONALITY⠀KOREAN
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OCCUPATION⠀IDOL
COMPANY⠀JAGUAR ( 2016—PRESENT )
YEARS TRAINED⠀FIVE
POSITION⠀MAIN VOCALIST, MAKNAE
DEBUT DATE⠀1 AUG, 2021
⠀⠀ യ ‹ ⠀PHYSICAL
FACE CLAIM⠀LEE SOHEE
HEIGHT⠀176 CM ( 5’9” )
WEIGHT⠀52 KG ( 114 LBS )
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doulayogimama · 25 days
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This post is super TMI 😬
Sooooo for the first time in almost exactly 3 years, we had unprotected sex. I was so terrified of the thought of doing this until the last few months. I remember the first 2 years PP, I was so scared that the thought of having UP sex and risking pregnancy literally revolted me. I can’t believe that at 3 years PP, even hours later, I’m hoping that we made a baby. That I’m excited to be back in this space, knowing everything I know about pregnancy, labor, and PP depression. Like… I really want this. It will be different in so many ways and whether I’m pregnant now or will be in the future, I’m excited.
Before I got pregnant with Sky (like way before) I dreamt of an Aries baby. She ended up being an Aries. For a long time, I’ve had this gut feeling this next baby will be a Sagittarius baby (if I am pregnant, due date would be in Sagittarius season). I know it’s so silly to some, but way back in 2017, I was in India and I got a natal chart reading. The lady told me I’d have 2 children, born in 2021 & 2024. I remember being low key outraged like… WHAT DO YOU MEAN???? I’m not going to wait that long to have a baby… but then we took another big trip, then we moved to NYC, and then it took me a year to get pregnant. (I got pregnant the literal month after I was told by my GYNO that all my fertility tests came back totally fine and truly believe stress kept me from conceiving)
I also remember thinking 2021&2024… kids 3+ years apart????? I would never do that, my kids are going to be less than 2 years apart … and the reader was very no nonsense, like… honey, this is what it is. I’m just reading what I see. I’m really hoping the lady is right 🥹✨(although I know I know, first time trying and getting pregnant is rare)
I’m going to go buy prenatals today and start taking those ASAP. I just have to pray for the best. I’m healthy, eat well, I’m back at my PP weight, and I didn’t overthink it. I just told Kevin I was ready and he obliged happily 😂🙈
I’m very familiar with FAM and track my cycle every month. Yesterday, before we had sex or knew that we would have sex that day, I wiped in the bathroom and was like WHOA — if I wanted to get pregnant today, pretty sure I would have a good chance. I was also having ovarian pain, which is my telltale sign that ovulation is gearing up to happen. After so many years of tracking with temps and OV sticks, I know my body very well. I’m very grateful that my cycle is consistent —every 25-30 days, I get my period. I checked my tracker app late last night and saw that I was on CD13 and due to OV in 1-3 days (can’t know for sure without BBT but once cervical fluid is dry, that’s how one knows OV has happened).
Ahhhh I just can’t believe it. I’m back in “not trying, not avoiding” and I’m excited. I want another little baby to hold and love. I want Sky to have her own baby sibling ✨🙏🏽🤍
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jasontoddssuper · 4 months
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Summer Kent title release dates and issue numbers
(Will also include his animateds and video games as i don't want to make a whole seperate post for that since it would feel too similar)
Sparks:Secret Origins-1983,ran for 66
The Last day Of Summer-1989,it's own special
Ember's Ashes-1989,ran for 156
Death of Superman-1992,it's own special
Reign of the Supermen-1993,it's own special
Steel and Superboy-1994,52 and 100 and he's an mc as John's protege and Kon's eldest sibling,mentor and mom figure
Robin,Batgirl(Cass' run)and Young Justice-1993,2000 and 1994,ran for 185,72 and 51 and is important to read the ones with him in them for context on his sisterly bonds with Stephanie,Cass and Cassie
Supergirls-2002,ran for 27
Ember/Red Hood-2006,ran for 33
We Are Robin-2007,ran for 12 issues and Duke becomes the 5th Robin at the end thanks to him
Batgirl(Stephanie's run)-2009,ran for 60 and appears enough to count as an mc
The Bird and The Dragon-2010,ran for 13
Red Hood and The Outlaws-2011,ran for 92
All New Teen Titans-2019,running for 55
New Ember Days-2024,will run for 64
Dead Sidekicks Force-2016,ran for 42
Wayne Family Adventures-2021,ongoing and he's major recurring character
Superman:The Animated Series-1996,was in various crossovers to Batman:The Animated series to show his friendship and eventual romance with Dick(Note:I specifically choose a verse where Jason dosen't exist and Summer is in Dick's generation to avoid creepiness)
Teen Titans(og cartoon)-2003,had 6 seasons and Dragon Rose and Pink Arrows are both canon to this verse,ending in a vee relathionship
Batman:Under The Red Hood-2010,movie adaption where he's the tritagonist like in the original comic
Injustice series-2013,two games and has him as The Eradicator on Clark's side and the sequel gives us Jaysumm as doomed soulmates
Lego DC Super Villains-2018,his legoverse debut
Lego Batman/Superman:Family Matters-2019,a mix between family sitcom and romcom(Jaysumm is the rom part ofc)
DC Superhero Girls reboot-2019,undetirmend number of seasons(but deserves at least 7)and has his Ember incarnation with a Black Lantern alter ego and Stephanie and Jason are the Batgirl and Robin here because they fit better than Babs and Dick(and Clark,Lois and Bruce get age lifts)
Red Hood and The Outlaws(Cartoon adaption)-2019,9 seasons,rated tv-14 in the same sense Fionna and Cake is and one of the weirdest cartoon's ever that's also praised as DC's best show.Has a chibi spinoff called Pocket Outlaws as of 2023
Lego DC:Ember-2020,a game of him as the protagonist and mashup of his various stories
Deaths in the summer-2020,movie adaption fusion of Ditf and Tlos that co-stars him and Jason
Summer Kent and His Spectacular Friends-2022,5 seasons and Summer is in his high school superhero cartoon protagonist era with a girlfantasy twist!The show puts a heavy focus on his girlhood(while still respecting his bigender transmascness)and relathionships with the other Superfam girls and other female Outlaws and has vibes and lore to it that you'd find in MLP and W.i.t.c.h.The only male characters who get consistant screentime are Clark,Jason,Eddie,Mathew(@theautisticcentre ),Thad and Lex
(I won't make this post even longer than it already is but he's also a major character in all the other Superkids' and Batkids' runs i created such as Kon's Power Boy,Mia's Supergirl,Duke's Signal and Cass' Batman and also Thad's Kid Flash!!)
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callsignspark · 6 months
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Mar[r]y Me - part seven
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pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Mariella “M&M” Vertucci (fem!OC)
summary: A love story told through friendship, laughter, and food.
series warnings: 18+ minors DNI, discussion of insecurities, difficult family relationships, discussions of food and alcohol use, discussions of body image, conversations on what it’s like to be a fat woman trying to date in today’s society, extreme fluff, if you read these be warned that the last little bit will probably make you want to yell at me, ignore the fact that the mentioned tswift song wasn't out in 2021, warnings to be added as needed
word count: 4.8k
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note: happy Friday!! it’s here! part seven!! I can't wait to hear what everyone thinks, I hope you all have an amazing weekend!! (side note: this chapter means we've almost hit 50,000 words on this story??? what!!! thanks for all your support!)
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part seven - pasta e piselli
C’mon, pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
Bradley repeats the plea over and over again in his head, staring at his own stressed expression on the Facetime call screen. He’s not sure why he’s worried; she’s picked up every other time he’s called.
Which has been every day this week, so far.
He’s just about to give up, figuring she’s still busy at work, when Mary answers.
“Happy Thurs-” Bradley stops when he realizes she’s on the phone, holding a finger up.
“Just hang on one second, Zia! No! I-” She speaks rapidly in another language, surprising Bradley, before pulling the phone away and bending closer to her iPad. “Sorry, I just need like ten minutes to get her off the phone, and then I’m all yours. I can call you back?”
“Nah, that’s okay. I’ll just be here.” He returns her smile, only slightly distracted by the brief flash of lace he gets where her work shirt is unbuttoned.
Bradley watches her bustle around her hotel room, tidying up and throwing things in her suitcase as she talks on the phone. He gets comfortable on his couch, propping himself up on a mountain of pillows and letting the sweet sound of Mary’s voice wash over him. He’s pretty sure she’s talking to her aunt in Italian, based on the googling he did of the bits and pieces he was able to understand.
It’s sexy, he thinks, imagining what it would be like to have her whisper in his ear in Italian, even if he would have no idea what was being said.
“You would think the fact that she’s closing in on 100 would mean she would have less energy to talk, but somehow, she’s only gained strength over the years.”
His focus comes back to the screen, drifting away from the fantasy he was building in his head to find Mary smiling sweetly at him, her chin resting in her hand. “Hi.”
“Hi, Bradley.”
“You speak Italian.” She nods, saying something to him and laughing when he just looks confused. “What?”
“I said that you must have had a stressful day because your hair looks like your call sign, Mr. Rooster.”
“It’s not that bad!” A glance at his Facetime window tells him that his hair is sticking straight up. Of course, he can’t admit that it’s from running his hands through it during his minor panic that she wouldn’t pick up and then while dreaming about having her on his lap. “Okay. I’ve had better hair days. But back to you, Italian?”
“Yeah, my whole family speaks it to varying degrees. The first few generations - on both sides - spoke very little English, if any at all. My parents and their siblings are the first generation that you could consider fully fluent in English. I had older relatives that only spoke Italian live with my family growing up, so I was a bilingual baby.”
“Was it hard to learn English?”
“Not really? Our house was English first, Italian second whenever possible, so I picked both up pretty quick.”
“That’s so cool! I took Spanish in high school, but I really only remember how to ask about the library. Donde está la biblioteca?” They laugh at his poor pronunciation. “So, how was your day?”
“It was good! Very productive; with all the meetings today, I finally had enough time to finish my program review slides! So tomorrow, I can fully focus on outfitting the last three jets. The team up here understood the upgrade really quickly, which is encouraging. It means the training pipeline that Dave put in place is working.”
“That’s good. What uh- what are you doing now?” Bradley’s mouth goes dry as he watches Mary unbutton her shirt, slipping it off to reveal a white camisole that clings to her in all the right places.
“Some of the people I worked with in Florida are here for training and program review prep! And we finally all have a free evening, so we’re going to dinner! I want to wear that shirt tomorrow morning, and I don’t want to get makeup on it while I’m retouching.”
“That sounds fun.” He can hear how rough his voice is, heart thumping when he watches her eyes dart to his, a light pink appearing on the apples of her round cheeks.
“How was your day?”
He tucks an arm behind his head, watching her freshen her makeup and telling her about the antics the Dagger Squad had gotten up to without her. It had been a light day; everyone got grounded due to rain, so Cyclone had them act as guinea pigs for a new training regiment the Navy is considering. They had, of course, gotten too competitive about it and completely over-performed the expected standards. Admiral Simpson was so frustrated that he let them go early, banning them from his sight for the rest of the day.
“He really swore at you guys?!” Mary laughs, swiping something shiny over her lips.
“He did! And he did that thing where he gets so mad his face turns red, and it looks like that vein in his neck is going to rupture!”
“You guys are going to kill that man.”
“It’s Mav’s fault. He taught us the right buttons to push.” Bradley shrugs when Mary raises a doubtful eyebrow at him, a laugh threatening to break through.
“I only half believe that some of you are quite annoying all on your own.”
“Wow, hurtful.”
She giggles at his dramatic chest grab. “I didn’t name names; if you took offense, that’s your own fault. Does my makeup look okay? Any places need fixing?”
Mary holds the tablet up to her face, closing her eyes to show off her makeup. Bradley takes the quiet moment to admire her. She’s never really been one to wear much makeup, but every time she does, it just enhances her beauty.
“You look great.” He holds back all the compliments and praise he wants to shower her with, reminding himself they’re not quite there yet, choosing to add some helpful feedback instead. “You do have some mascara on your right eyelid, though.”
“Oh, thank you! I’ll clean that up when I change.” She walks over to the closet, pulling out two dresses. “Which one for dinner?”
“The red one.” He answers with zero hesitation. He loves red on her; the color always looks so good against her tanned skin.
She hums, holding the dress against herself and looking in the mirror. “Yeah, good choice. I’m gonna ch-”
Mary shrieks as a door flies open, and Harvard comes bursting in. “Are you ready yet?”
“Brigham! You’re only supposed to use that for emergencies!”
“I’m hungry, and I want to get going.”
“That is not an emergency! What if I was naked?!”
“I could hear Rooster’s big mouth; I knew you weren’t naked. C’mon! Get changed. I want to eat!”
Bradley sits there baffled as Mary throws the dress he didn’t pick at Harvard’s head, snapping at him to hang it up before slamming the bathroom door behind her.
Harvard does and then takes Mary’s seat, waving at Bradley with a big grin on his face, completely unaware of how Bradley is reeling inside. “Hey, man! What’s up? How’re you?”
He doesn’t break to let Rooster answer, rambling on about his week and the mentoring program Cyclone had sent him to work on. Bradley can only let it go on so long before he bursts. “How did you get in?”
At that exact moment, Mary reappears, the red fabric highlighting her tan and accentuating her curves, even better than he remembered it from the night they met. “We ended up with adjoining rooms.”
“We’re keeping them unlocked for emergency purposes, aka so I can make sure she actually has some fun while we’re here.” Harvard proudly announces.
“I was swindled; he’s got very convincing puppy dog eyes.” She ushers him out of her chair so she can slip her shoes on. “It’s like the little brother I never wanted.”
“You’re so mean to me.”
Mary looks at Bradley and rolls her eyes. “And yet he refuses to leave. Go grab your wallet and the keys so we can get going.”
They both ignore Brigham’s muttered complaints as he heads to his room, focusing on each other.
“You look beautiful, honey.” Bradley says lowly once their friend is gone, like if he’s quiet enough with his compliments, then their just friends for now promise won’t be broken.
She looks at him through her lashes, putting her earring on and answering just as lowly. “Thank you. You look handsome.”
“Even with my hair sticking up?”
“Even then, dolcezza.” She hums. A yell from next door interrupts them before he can ask what she called him. “I gotta go, or we’ll be late for dinner. I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
“Have fun, be safe.”
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“Hello?” Bradley grumbles into the receiver, not appreciating being woken up after it took almost an hour to fall asleep.
“I can’t see you, Bradley; turn the light on.”
He pulls the phone back, pleasantly surprised to find Mary staring back at him. She’s showered and propped her phone against something, her brown eyes looking sleepy as she snuggles under the covers. A wave of longing hits him; she looks so soft and sweet. He wants nothing more than to be there with her.
“Sorry I woke you up.” She apologizes as he flips the light on and stands his phone on his bedside table.
“S’okay. Did you have a good time with your friends?”
“Yeah…” She sighs, a lazy smile spreading across her face. “It was great! I haven’t seen them since I left last year. We drank so much wine, which happens every time we let Ron pick the restaurant.”
“You tipsy, honey?”
“Think so.” She giggles, burying her face in her pillow for a second. “But it’s okay. Brigham drove, and he made sure I didn’t twist my ankle in those sandals.”
“Did he complain about it?”
“The whole time, he’s a good guy.” She blinks at his annoyed grumble. “Are you jealous? It’s okay if you are, but you don’t have to be. He really is like a brother. Besides, you’re the only sexy Dagger. Like, you’re all ridiculously attractive - statistically, only one or two of you should be hot, and somehow you all are; someone should study the probability of that - but you’re the only one I think is sexy.”
Bradley feels his jaw drop at her admission. He wants to stop her and talk about the fact that she thinks he’s sexy, but she’s steamrolling ahead on a different topic.
“I’m so excited to get home! It’s Annie’s birthday on Saturday, so I get to watch her run around with all her little friends from preschool. It’s gonna be so cute!” She coos, her smile wide.
“You’re gonna need a few Advil after listening to all that screaming.”
“Probably, but it’ll be nice to see her have fun on her birthday.”
“Hey, speaking of birthdays. I was thinking we should do something for your birthday on Sunday since I’ll be gone on the actual day.”
“You remember my birthday?”
“Of course I do, March 14th - Pi Day. And if I did my math correctly, you’re going to be 34.”
“That’s right.” Her answer is just above a whisper.
He can’t describe the way Mary is looking at him; her eyes are big and glassy, and there’s something in her expression he just can’t quite recognize.
“I was thinking we’d spend an evening together - just the two of us - and I’ll make dinner for you.”
“That’s so sweet, Bradley, but I don’t know if I can accept. That’s a lot of work.”
“No, it’s not. Not if I’m doing it for you.”
“Bradley… that plan isn’t very just friends.” Her voice is quiet, shy.
“I know. But I promise, this is completely different than the dinner I promised you after I get back in May. It’s not a date like that’s going to be. So whatdya say? Gonna let me make you dinner?”
“Only if I’m bringing dessert.”
“Nope, it’s your birthday. You’re not bringing dessert.”
Mary’s eyebrows scrunch as she sits up to get closer to the camera, the covers slipping down to reveal her nightgown. Bradley swallows hard. He knows she’s not doing it on purpose - doesn’t think she is anyway - but the pink fabric drapes across her skin in the most tantalizing way. He watches the strap slip down her shoulder, feeling weaker with every millimeter it moves. It makes him want to give in to her, but he stays strong, insisting that she’s not allowed to bring food to her own birthday dinner.
“Fine. Am I allowed to bring wine?”
He thinks for a second. “That’s okay, as long as that’s all you bring.”
“Scout’s honor.”
“Alright, smartass. Time for bed.” He lays back down, watching as she gets comfortable.
Mary hums, fighting against her eyes that are trying to slip close. “Talk tomorrow?”
“Course. Good night, honey.”
The last thing he sees before she hangs up is her pretty face, a sleepy smile on her lush lips, and her dark hair spread out on the white hotel pillows. “Night, dolcezza. Sleep well.”
The screen goes dark, and Bradley smiles back at his own reflection. It had taken some trial and error, but he had looked up what dolcezza meant while she was at dinner.
Dolcezza: Sweetheart or Honey (literally: sweetness; considered old-fashioned)
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Mary’s anxiety has been eating away at her all day. From the moment she woke up, to getting ready two hours early because she was worried about being late, to this very second. The combination of nerves and excitement has her entire body vibrating. Her hand even shook a little when she lifted it to knock, thankful that she had tucked the wine safely into her canvas bag.
It’s just dinner with Bradley. There’s nothing to be nervous about.
She’s been telling herself that since accepting his invitation, but she can’t fool her own heart. Bradley inviting her over so he can make a birthday dinner for her because he’s going to be gone on her actual birthday? She knows this means more for them than just dinner.
More than just friends.
She’s beginning to regret asking that they wait to go on a date until he gets back from this deployment. He was so kind and understanding when she explained and had been taking everything at the pace she requested. But an itch is starting to form, one she can’t scratch by herself.
An itch that can only soothed by Bradley’s lips pressed to hers. By his big hands cradling her face. By his strong body pinning hers to the bed. By the two of them sharing a bed at night. Now that she’s had a slice what it would be like to be with him, she’s desperate for more. Just the thought of how he might taste-
You have got to calm down. Deep breath. Deep breath. Deep breath.
Mary follows her own instructions, trying to practice the Lamaze breathing she learned at Danielle’s birthing classes, the ones she attended when they weren’t sure what Reuben’s schedule would look like. She’s smoothing nonexistent wrinkles out of her shirt when the door opens.
Why the fuck did I say we should be just friends for now?
Bradley looks gorgeous. There’s no other word to describe it. The sleeves of his sweater are pushed up and hugging his arms, the soft fabric stretched across his broad shoulders. He’s wearing her favorite pair of jeans, the light-wash ones that cup his ass just right. And he’s gotten a trim, his curls slightly shorter than the last time she saw him in person.
As a familiar aroma wafts past his tall frame, his flushed cheeks make her wonder if it’s because he’s been cooking or because of her. She hopes it’s because of her.
“Hi. Happy birthday, Mariella.”
She loves it when Bradley says her full name. His pink lips curving around the letters, the syllables effortlessly dripping from his mouth. He even develops the tiniest Italian accent, an unconscious effect of her name. Her heart pounds with the care he always uses with her name, the respect.
“Thanks, Bradley.” She’s momentarily taken off guard when he pulls her into his strong chest but is reluctant to pull back from his warm hug. “Whatever you’re making smells good.”
“Thank you! I think you’re gonna like it.”
Mary’s smile widens as he takes her bag while she slips her shoes off. “Yeah? What are we having?”
“Oh, that’s a surprise - you’ll just have to wait a little bit and see. Have a seat at the table, and I’ll pour you a glass of this wine you brought.”
She slips into a dining room chair and watches as he opens the wine, bobbing his head to the music coming from the record player across the room. He dramatically sniffs the cork, and the cheeky smile he shoots over his shoulder makes her laugh.
“Something funny, Miss Mary?” Bradley saunters around the counter peninsula, handing over a stemless wine glass.
“Nothing, just unaware I was in the presence of a sommelier. Did you taste the peach the label talked about?”
“I did; I also picked up on notes of lime. Very delicious pinot grigio you selected for tonight.”
“The Navy’s amazing reading skills in action.” She smirks at the confused tilt of his head. “It’s a sauvignon blanc, Bradley.”
He throws his head back as he laughs. “Shit! They all taste the same to me.”
“Me too.” She admits as he checks on the food, warmth blooming in her chest at the domesticity of the scene. All the anxiety from earlier suddenly seems ridiculous; she’s never felt more comfortable with a man. “Which drives Dani insane because apparently there’s a lot of differences.”
“Wine is wine! You know, like Mr. Incredible when he tries to do the math homework?” Bradley jokes as he sets salad and bread on the table. “Could you dish out the salad while I serve the pasta?”
Mary is slicing the loaf of sourdough when Bradley sets a bowl of pasta at seat. His chest brushes her back, and he squeezes her hip as he moves to his seat, murmuring a low thanks when she puts bread on his plate. She loses her breath as she sits back down, her heart racing when she sees what he’s made.
“Pasta e piselli?”
“It’s your favorite.”
“You remember that?”
“What’s your favorite?”
Mary perks up at the question, happy that Bradley is so interested in what she has to say. “Pasta e piselli, which is just pasta and peas. But it’s so good and filling and comforting.”
“Do you make it a lot?”
“I don’t actually, Amelia, even though it’s very easy to make.” She sends a conspiratory wink to her, getting a big smile in return. “It’s one of those recipes I break out for a special dinner or when I need a pick-me-up meal.”
“Special dinner? You ever make it for a date?”
The question stops her cold. She knows Amelia catches the way her face drops, a shocked expression she can’t quite control. One of her worst qualities, according to her mother. She can feel pity radiating from the young girl standing on the end of the cart, feeling sad for the pathetic thirty-three-year-old woman who can’t understand when a man just thinks of her as a friend.
Her throat feels acidic, swallowing the tears that threaten to show themselves. She feels so stupid, because up until that question, she would have sworn Bradley was flirting with her. She should know better by now. She’s not someone that men find desirable. She’s fat and awkward and bad at flirting.
Mary stutters out an answer, some bullshit about commitment, before focusing on Amelia, who interrupts to talk about cupcakes. She takes advantage of the distraction, using it to move them toward the cashiers and taking the first chance to get away from the siblings. She can’t help but feel even more heartbroken when Bradley offers to carry her groceries. He’s such a good guy. It’s not his fault she’s so pathetic and convinced herself a man like Bradley could want someone like her.
“That’s sweet, but I’ve got it. Been doing this all by myself for years now! Enjoy your pizza, guys!” She gives a poor excuse of a wave, her smile sad as she thinks about how true her statement is.
She has been doing it by herself for years. All alone - no partner, no roommate, no help - since she graduated college. Her best friends usually thousands of miles away, limited contact with her family in New York, only a few friends in Missouri. And then, in Florida, just when she had started to get friendly with people besides the admiral she worked with, she had gotten the job in San Diego and moved, leaving that budding life behind.
She should probably be thankful that Bradley didn’t press more after Amelia interrupted. That he didn’t ask her to help him make the recipe for whatever lucky woman he had in mind when he asked about making it for a date. Because she would have said yes, desperate to spend time with the man she had a crush on.
Well, that’s gonna stop now righ now,  she decides as she sends one last small smile to Bradley and Amelia, trudging out to her Jeep and letting herself cry for a few seconds once the groceries are loaded. Driving home with tears leaking down her cheeks as her favorite sad Taylor Swift song plays on repeat.
“Of course I do.” His socked feet brush her own, and he reaches over to grab her hand.” You said you would only make it for someone who was committed to you.”
Her heart races at the implication of his words.
I’m committed to you.
“You asked if I would make this for a date.” Bradley nods. “This isn’t a date.”
“It’s not a date.” He confirms, his thumb brushing over her knuckles.
“It’s only been a week, I’m not-”
“I know, Mary.” He gently cuts her off. “It’s not a date; I just wanted to make something special for your birthday.”
She tries to swallow around the lump in her throat, overwhelmed by the sweet and thoughtful man sitting beside her. Compared to her previous relationship attempts, Bradley keeps surpassing her expectations by leaps and bounds. She knows it’s not fair to compare them, to keep waiting for him to act like them. He’s not them.
He is so much better.
Bradley is kind and caring. He listens to her, really takes in what she’s saying, doesn’t just nod as the words come out of her mouth. The slightest brush of his skin against hers sets her on fire. He makes her feel safe; she’s never once questioned his intentions or felt uneasy while in the car with him.
Logically, Mary knows the beautiful man in front of her really does care about her, but it’s still hard to believe they’ve gotten here. That they’re here, having this not-date that is so clearly a date. That they’ve confessed their feelings.
“Try some.”
Her stare lingers on his face for another minute, committing his soft expression to memory, before looking down at her bowl.
“It really does look great.” She doesn’t let go of his hand, scooping a bite with her right hand and blowing to cool it down. Bradley’s eyes twinkle as she takes the first bite, his pupils dilating at the involuntary sound that escapes as the flavors melt in her mouth.
No one had made this meal for her since her grandmother passed away twenty years ago. It's like a taste of childhood between the fresh peas and the sharp pecorino cheese.
“Is it good?”
“Well, it’s not Nonna Romano's pasta e piselli, but you did a great job, Bradley. It’s delicious.” She smiles as his face drops in relief, a wide smile replacing his nervous one.
They spend dinner talking and laughing, their legs constantly brushing together as they discuss which post-program review happy hour mixers they should attend. Then, after the leftovers are packed up, Bradley ushers her onto his balcony and plops the two of them on his wicker loveseat, ignoring her protests that she could do the dishes.
“I’ll do them later. Just sit here and relax with me, would ya?”
“Fine.” Mary huffs, shuffling closer until she’s tucked into his side, warm and content under the blanket he grabbed.
The two sit in comfortable silence, cuddled together as they listen to the sounds of the street below and watch the last rays of the sunset slip away. It’s not until the few stars that are actually visible through San Diego’s light pollution appear in the sky that one of them moves.
“I’ll be right back.” He says, chuckling at her tiny, displeased whine when he pulls away. She watches him walk into his apartment, appreciating the long lines of his body.
When the door slides shut, she takes a second to just breathe, the crisp evening air filling her lungs and cooling her warm cheeks as she tries to calm herself down. The butterflies in her storm are waging a war against her, but not in a bad way. It’s not nerves or anxiety that’s making her stomach flip.
It’s happiness.
It’s Bradley.
An involuntary laugh escapes at the realization. Mary presses the blanket against her face, muffling the excited giggles she can’t control. Giddy like a schoolgirl with her first real crush. She brings the blanket down at the sound of the door opening; her cheeks are sore from smiling so big but they stretch even more at the sight in front of her.
Bradley walking towards her, singing Happy Birthday with a slice of cheesecake in one hand and his phone in the other. He carefully sits back down, handing over the plate to light the candle.
“Happy birthday to you!”
Mary can’t look away from the man sitting next to her. Her heart is so full she could cry. She’s never been one to make a big fuss about birthdays. Usually spends the day working and enjoying her colleagues' happiness at the treats she brought to share. Treating herself to dinner out and maybe some dessert before calling her best friends to chat and catch up, laughing through their awful rendition of Happy Birthday.
The effort Bradley has put in has her on the brink of happy tears. Not only did he remember her favorite dinner months after she mentioned it once, but he put in the time to actually make it. He’s done all the work himself and hasn’t let her lift a finger. Something she appreciates more than he could ever imagine. Growing up, there was never a day where she was allowed to not help. Every special day of her - birthday, graduation - ended with her in the kitchen, putting leftovers away and washing dishes while her brothers got to have fun. And on top of all that, she knows he asked Dani or Reuben for help because he’s stuck a candle in a slice of chocolate raspberry swirl cheesecake - her favorite.
His soft voice interrupts her thoughts. “Make a wish, honey.”
I hope we never get tired of each other. I hope we grow old together. I hope we love each other forever.
She keeps eye contact with him as she blows the candle out, hoping he understands she’s wishing for him.
For them.
Bradley stops recording and drops his phone on the table without looking, scooting closer to her with a hungry look in his eyes. It’s clear as day how much he wants her, even in the low light of the balcony, and it sends shivers up her spine.
“What did you wish for?” His voice is rough compared to a few seconds ago, like there’s gravel in his throat.
Mary’s eyes flicker between his lips and his eyes, unable to decide which one she wants to look at more. “I can’t say, or it might not come true.” His mouth wins the battle when his tongue peeks out to wet his lips.
“Well, we wouldn’t want that. Would we?” Her heart kicks into overdrive as he leans closer, his right hand pushing hair out of her face while the other slips around her back, tugging her closer.
“Thank you for this, it was perfect.”
Mary leans in, her breath hitching when the tips of their noses brush. Her free hand runs up his chest, appreciating the soft sweater before dipping into his curls. Bradley presses in even further, the small dessert plate between them the only thing keeping them apart.
“Of course. Happy Birthday, dolcezza.”
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sunnydayaoe · 9 months
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Old art dump!! wowza! [DSMP edition, sorry!]
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One moment I got these all. dated n everything. in chronological order :O it's: [10-31-2020] next year! ->[1-6-2021] [1-14-2021] [2-3-2021] [4-2-2021] [7-8-2021] [7-12-2021] [9-13-2021] [10-14-2021] [11-16-2021] Guess who was obsessed with, technoblade. huh. Theirs like, a shitton more. I have sooooo much old art it's Unreal. But yeah these were theee. ones I think either looked good enough or were Important for my little art journey. That first one, [10-31-2020] was actually my first time drawing a human. And I didn't really draw digitally before hand, I'd like, I unno do some swirls or whatever on my siblings tablet, but that was about it aha. It's soooooo ugly but I thought it important to include. [4-2-2021] was a sadist redraw, and [11-16-2021] is a redraw of [7-12-2021], not that much improvement, but well, it does look a bittt better.
I think a few of these might look better than my current art guhhhh, I'm to lazy for lineart and such detailed shading now, it's a bummer. Might try again one of these days. I don't remember how to do lineart though.
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grineerios · 6 months
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SURVEY RESULTS!!
So!! It's that time, folks! By the time this posts, the survey will have formally been closed. Thank you so, so much to the 65 participants. I never expected to get so many responses, and I owe the Warframe community big-time.
I am planning on eventually releasing platform-specific data as I compile it, alongside any other neat correlations I spot. I did this mostly for fun- the assignment's bar was low, but I took it pretty far because I enjoyed it- so I'm not a professional or anything at statistics! There will likely be inaccuracies, and I may occasionally miss data on accident.
So! This post is dedicated to sharing the data from all platforms. The data of everyone who participated is represented under the cut.
One more thing before I share the results! I want to give a massive shoutout to the following Tenno:
Operator Faolan (@decoyroid), Operator Bunny (@clockworkcrow), the Harrow Prime Operator/Kullervo Drifter, the person with the old Cephalon OC, Operator Lucille/Drifter Dove (the Accidentally Transgender Tenno), Operator Bird/Drifter Shrike (@aconfusedzephyr), the Wooden Puppet Warframe, The Gremlin Siblings, the person with several dozen warframe OCs (I'm calling you Costco bc you bought them in bulk it seems), Operator Mira (@yareli-warframe), the Mostly Dead Idiots person, the Infested Operator based on SCP-610, Fish Bait the Nezha, the author of the Symbiosis Trilogy, Operator Giraffe/Drifter Sarah, the Void Witch Operator, Meet and Starry, Limbo Umbra, Crab Frost, Operator Enara/Drifter Shrike (@ookamisoulreaper), Operator Ayatan, The Toothpick Tenno, Operator Kepler/Drifter Cam (@mythandlaur), and Operator Beth.
I adored hearing about your OCs, and it's always so good to see the community's creativity. I'm happy to do a little warframe sketch or something as thanks if you reach out to me in DMs.
With thanks aside, let's get to the data! :D
Player Statistics
Of the 65 people surveyed...
Platform
54 people played Warframe on PC. (51 through Steam, 3 not through Steam.)
6 people played Warframe on Playstation.
4 people played Warframe on Xbox.
1 person played Warframe on the Nintendo Switch
Start Date
5 people started playing in 2013
3 people started playing in 2014
6 people started playing in 2015
9 people started playing in 2016
6 people started playing in 2017
9 people started playing in 2018
5 people started playing in 2019
5 people started playing in 2020
4 people started playing in 2021
4 people started playing in 2022
8 people started playing in 2023
Play Frequency
A majority of people played often, but not every day, with 27 out of 64 people (42%) giving a 4 out of 5 on how often they feel they play.
The average score for the entirety of the surveyed group was 3.3.
Squad Size
Most Tenno tended to play publicly, with 40% of you reporting so. Behind that, 31% reported playing by themselves typically. The more players involved, the lower the percentage of people who typically played with that amount of squadmates, with 17%, 8%, and 5% rates for squads of two, three, and four respectively.
Mastery Rank
The most common MR among surveyed players was MR 18, Gold Eagle, followed by MR 20, Silver Tiger.
7 players were below MR 10
25 players were at or between MR 10 and MR 19
24 players were between MR 20 and MR 30
9 players were of Legendary Rank (MR 31 to MR 33)
The average mastery rank of all surveyed players is MR 20.
Premium Currency
45 people (69%, nice) have bought Platinum at least once
12 people (19%) have bought both Platinum and Regal Aya at least once
8 people (12%) have never bought Platinum or Regal Aya.
Tennogen Cosmetics
Of the 63 responses...
39 (62%) people have purchased Tennogen content
24 (38%) people have not purchased Tennogen content.
Warframes
Of the 65 people surveyed...
Starter Warframe
Excalibur and Volt were the most popular, at 22 people (or 34%) choosing them as their first Warframe. Mag came in at 18 people (or 27%) having chose her as their first Warframe, and Loki in last place, with 2 people having chose him as their first Warframe.
(Side note, someone answered Nezha as their first Warframe?? Pop off, you mad lad, I guess?)
Warframe Usage
Of 65 people surveyed, with up to three votes each...
Wisp/Wisp Prime saw the most usage, with 15% percent of people listing her in their top three most used Warframes!
Other popular Warframes include:
Hildryn/Hildryn Prime (8 votes, 12%)
Mesa/Mesa Prime (8 votes, 12%)
Harrow/Harrow Prime (7 votes, 11%)
Kullervo (7 votes, 11%)
Titania/Titania Prime (7 votes, 11%)
Valkyr/Valkyr Prime (7 votes, 11%)
Volt/Volt Prime (7 votes, 11%)
Warframes that saw little usage (1 vote, or 1.5%) include:
Garuda/Garuda Prime
Inaros/Inaros Prime
Loki/Loki Prime
Nekros/Nekros Prime
Nova/Nova Prime
Nyx/Nyx Prime
Trinity/Trinity Prime
Warframes that saw very little usage (no votes) include:
Atlas/Atlas Prime
Banshee/Banshee Prime
Caliban
Citrine
Hydroid/Hydroid Prime
Sevagoth
Styanax
The Stalker (okay, this one makes sense tbh.)
Favourite Warframe (Gameplay)
of 64 responses...
In first place, a tie between Gauss and Valkyr/Valkyr Prime! (5 votes, 8%)
In second place, a tie between Kullervo and Nezha/Nezha Prime! (4 votes, 6%)
In third place, a massive tie between Grendel, Gyre, Octavia/Octavia Prime, Protea, Wukong/Wukong Prime, and Xaku! (3 votes, 5%)
Favourite Warframe (Design)
of 61 responses...
In first place, a tie between Limbo Prime and Yareli! (5 votes)
In second place, a tie between Gyre, Volt, Wisp, and Wisp Prime! (3 votes)
In third place, a tie between Citrine, Equinox Prime, Excalibur Umbra, Ivara Prime, Mesa Prime, Nezha Prime, Rhino Prime, Sevagoth, Titania Prime, Voruna, and Xaku! (2 votes each)
Warframe In Relation to Player's Gender
A Warframe's gender presentation was primarily irrelevant to players in relation to their own gender presentation. Non-binary and feminine-presenting people were more likely to prefer one gender presentation over the other, with both groups preferring feminine-presenting Warframes.
While the majority of masculine-presenting people reported an indifference to their Warframe's gender presentation, they tended to prefer masculine Warframes over feminine or androgynous Warframes.
Of 64 surveyed participants...
24 identified as non-binary, androgynous, or genderfluid
21 identified as feminine
18 identified as masculine
1 of unknown gender presentation
Weapons and Companions
Of the 65 people surveyed...
Starter Weapons
36 people chose the MK-1 Paris, while 23 people chose the MK-1 Braton. (7 didn't remember what Primary they chose.)
38 people chose the MK-1 Kunai, while 20 people chose the Lato. (6 didn't remember what Secondary they chose.)
35 people chose the Skana, while 23 people chose the MK-1 Bo. (7 didn't remember what they chose.)
Favourite Primary Types
In first place, Rifles! (39 votes, 60%)
In second place, Shotguns! (37 votes, 57%)
In third place, Bows! (33 votes, 51%)
With the fewest votes:
Crossbows (1 vote, 1.5%)
Primary Kitguns (4 votes, 6%)
Arm Cannons (5 votes, 8%)
Favourite Secondary Types
In first place, Pistols! (37 votes, 57%)
In second place, Dual Pistols! (31 votes, 48%)
In third place, Shotgun Sidearms! (22 votes, 34%)
With the fewest votes:
Dual Shotguns (2 votes, 3%)
Crossbows (2 votes, 3%)
Secondary Kitguns (10 votes, 15%)
Favourite Melee Types
In first place, a tie between Heavy Blades and Polearms! (21 votes, 32%)
In second place, Swords! (20 votes, 31%)
In third place, Hammers! (12 votes, 19%)
With the fewest votes:
Daggers and Nunchaku (0 votes, 0%)
Assault Saws and Machetes (1 vote, 1.5 %)
Fists, Rapiers, and Whips (2 votes, 3%)
Favourite Companions
Of 64 responses...
In first place, Vulpaphylas! (21 votes, 33%)
In second place, Kavats! (17 votes, 27%)
In third place, Sentinels! (11 votes, 17%)
With the fewest votes:
Predasites (1 vote, 2%)
Helminth Chargers (3 votes, 5%)
MOAs and Hounds (5 votes, 8%)
Quests, Story, and Progression
Note: I feel like people got a little confused with this one, as some quests have more votes than their prerequisites. I will present the data here as I've been given it, with any inaccuracies included.
Story Quest Completion
Vor's Prize (64/65)
Once Awake (63/65)
Stolen Dreams (63/65)
The Archwing (65/65)
The New Strange (62/65)
Natah (62/65)
The Second Dream (63/65)
Rising Tide (60/65)
The War Within (64/65)
Chains of Harrow (60/65)
Apostasy Prologue and The Sacrifice (58/65)
Prelude to War (59/65)
The New War (56/65)
Angels of the Zariman (55/65)
The Duviri Paradox (55/65)
Side Quest Completion
Saya's Vigil (63/65)
Vox Solaris (63/65)
The Deadlock Protocol (58/65)
The Waverider (46/65)
Heart of Deimos (62/65)
The Limbo Theorem (60/65)
The Silver Grove (56/65)
Octavia's Anthem (55/65)
Hidden Messages (55/65)
The Jordas Precept (57/65)
The Glast Gambit (51/65)
Call of the Tempestarii (54/65)
Veilbreaker (54/65)
A Man of Few Words (56/65)
Howl of the Kubrow (60/65)
Sands of Inaros (50/65)
Patient Zero (55/65)
Mask of the Revenant (46/65)
Favourite Hostile Faction
In first place, the Grineer! (20 votes, 31%)
In second place, the Sentients and the Infested! (13 votes, 20%)
In third place, the Corpus! (10 votes, 15%)
In fourth place, the Orokin/the Corrupted! (7 votes, 11%)
In fifth place, Narmer! (2 votes, 3%)
Favourite Non-Relay Syndicate
In first place, Solaris United! (22 votes, 35%)
In second place, the Entrati! (17 votes, 27%)
In third place, Vox Solaris! (7 votes, 11%)
Least Favourite Non-Relay Syndicate
In first place, The Quills! (14 votes, 23%)
In second place, The Ventkids! (13 votes, 22%)
In third place, The Necraloid! (10 votes, 17%)
First Relay Syndicate
Cephalon Suda (24 members, 37%)
Red Veil (13 members, 20%)
Steel Meridian (11 members, 17%)
Arbiters of Hexis (7 members, 11%)
New Loka (6 members, 9%)
The Perrin Sequence (4 members, 6%)
Current Relay Syndicate
Cephalon Suda (20 members, 31%)
Steel Meridian (18 members, 28%)
Red Veil (11 members, 17%)
New Loka (6 members, 9%)
The Perrin Sequence (5 members, 8%)
The Arbiters of Hexis (4 members, 6%)
Gameplay and World Design
Favourite Planet/Location
In first place, the Zariman 10-0! (17 votes, 27%)
In second place, the Void! (14 votes, 22%
In third place, Earth! (8 votes, 13%)
With the least votes:
Eris, Sedna, Pluto, Neptune, Uranus, Europa, and the Kuva Fortress (0 votes, 0%)
Saturn, Ceres, Phobos (1 vote, 2%)
Mars (2 votes, 3%)
Favourite Tileset
In first place, the Zariman 10-0! (15 votes, 25%)
In second place, Corpus Gas City! (10 votes, 16%)
In third place, Orokin Moon! (9 votes, 15%)
With the least votes:
Infested Ship, Grineer Settlement, and Grineer Asteroid (0 votes, 0%)
Grineer Sealab, Grineer Shipyard, and Grineer Asteroid Fortress (1 vote, 2%)
Grineer Galleon, Corpus Outpost, and Sentient Murex (2 votes, 3%)
Favourite Free-Roam Area
In first place, Duviri! (25 votes, 39%)
In second place, the Plains of Eidolon (19 votes, 30%)
In third place, the Orb Vallis (13 votes, 20%)
In fourth place, the Cambion Drift (7 votes, 11%)
Favourite Proxima Region
In first place, a tie between Veil Proxima and Earth Proxima (21 votes, 37%)
In second place, Saturn Proxima (7 votes, 12%)
In third place, Pluto Proxima (4 votes, 7%)
Favourite Non-Standard Gamemodes
In first place, Free Roam (53 votes, 86%)
In second place, Grineer Railjack (39 votes, 63%)
In third place, Duviri Spirals (37 votes, 60%)
With the least votes:
Cephalon Capture (Conlaive) (1 vote, 2%)
Annihilation (2 votes, 3%)
Lunaro (3 votes, 5%)
Railjack and Archwing Mission Types
Skirmish, Railjack (41 votes, 79%)
Orphix, Railjack (14 votes, 27%)
Pursuit, Archwing (11 votes, 21%)
Rush, Archwing (10 votes, 19%)
Alerts
The most popular:
Void Fissures (47 votes, 76%)
Maroo's Ayatan Hunt (30 votes, 48%)
Sorties and Archon Hunts (24 votes, 39%)
The least popular:
Kuva Siphons/Floods, Syndicate Missions, Kahl-175's weekly quest (10 votes, 16%)
Clem's weekly Mission (11 votes, 18%)
Nightmare Missions (13 votes, 21%)
World Events
Most enjoyed:
Razorback Armada (20 votes, 47%)
Balor Formorian (19 votes, 44%)
Least enjoyed:
Thermia Fractures (34 votes, 72%)
Ghoul Purge (22 votes, 47%)
Standard Mission Types
Most popular:
Exterminate (53 votes, 82%)
Capture (46 votes, 71%)
Survival (45 votes, 69% [nice])
Most disliked:
Defection (35 votes, 57%)
Hijack and Interception (19 votes, 31%)
Defense (18 votes, 30%)
Msc. Questions
Drifter/Operator Preference?
From 64 responses...
Operator Preference (22 votes, 34%)
No Preference, enjoys them both equally (17 votes, 27%)
Drifter Preference (16 votes, 25%)
Warframe Preference (9 votes, 14%)
Favourite Character?
From 55 responses...
Cephalon Ordis (18 votes)
The Lotus (7 votes)
Clem (6 votes)
The Operator (4 votes)
Excalibur Umbra (4 votes)
Little Duck (4 votes)
Ticker (4 votes)
The Business "Biz" (3 votes)
The Man in the Wall/"Wally" (3 votes)
Grandmother Entrati (3 votes)
Thursby/Legs (3 votes)
Eudico (3 votes)
The Drifter (2 votes)
Cephalon Cy (2 votes)
Loid (2 votes)
Hunhow (2 votes)
Kahl-175 (2 votes)
Kullervo (2 votes)
Rell (2 votes)
Teshin (2 votes)
Yareli (1 vote)
Archimedean Yonta (1 vote)
The Stalker (1 vote)
Palladino (1 vote)
Erra (1 vote)
Varzia (1 vote)
Son Entrati/Kermerros (1 vote)
Tyl Regor (1 vote)
Executor Ballas (1 vote)
Nora Night (1 vote)
Caliban (1 vote)
Equinox Prime (1 vote)
Gauss (1 vote)
Lavos (1 vote)
Mesa Prime (1 vote)
Volt Prime (1 vote)
Ash Prime (1 vote)
Mirage Prime (1 vote)
Xaku (1 vote)
Revenant Prime (1 vote)
Nezha Prime (1 vote)
Bombastine (1 vote)
Lodun (1 vote)
Drusus Leverian (1 vote)
John Prodman (1 vote)
Konzu (1 vote)
Octavia (1 vote)
Otak (1 vote)
Cephalon Suda (1 vote)
Cephalon Sark (1 vote)
Cephalon Simaris (1 vote)
Cephalon Samodeus (1 vote)
Cephalon Jordas (1 vote)
Cephalon Melica (1 vote)
Cephalon Apnar (1 vote)
Cephalon Vull (1 vote)
Why do you enjoy Warframe?
Lore/Story (23 votes)
Fast-Paced power fantasy gameplay/Comfortable movement (21 votes)
Variety (7 votes)
Customizability (7 votes)
Character Designs (6 votes)
Familiar and Fun Gameplay Loop (5 votes)
Good learning curve/Depth to gameplay systems (5 votes)
Community (5 votes)
Ethical and fair free-to-play business model (4 votes)
Nostalgic (2 votes)
Do you participate in Warframe communities online?
I observe, but don't post (28 votes, 43%)
Yes (21 votes, 32%)
No (10 votes, 15%)
I am a content creator for said communities (6 votes, 9%)
If you make fan content for Warframe, what do you make?
Art/Animation (15 votes)
Fanfiction (10 votes)
Theories (2 votes)
Videos (1 vote)
Digital Photography/Captura (1 vote)
How likely are you to recommend Warframe to a friend?
I've dragged my whole friend group into this game (31 votes, 48%)
Very likely (21 votes, 32%)
Somewhat likely (8 votes, 12%)
Somewhat unlikely (5 votes, 8%)
Unlikely (0 votes, 0%)
Aaaand, that's it! Hoo boy, that was a ride. 44 questions.
Once again, thank you so much to everyone who participated, shared the survey, or reblogged to spread word about it. You all are amazing, and Warframe has every right to be proud of its community. I hope you managed to learn something neat about the way people interact with the game, or about the game itself! I know I did :D
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nicohischierz · 1 year
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don’t come back: brandt clarke
thank you @1-800-iluvhockey for the idea ily 🫶
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your brothers were upset when they found out you were going to university in california. luke because it would be the first time you would be separated for longer than a weekend. quinn because he couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that his baby sister was growing up and jack because now there was no one for him to get information on you from. 
jack’s reasoning caused a fight between the two of you as you claimed he had no right to control you. jack expected his brothers to agree, which they did, but they also knew how much it meant for you to be your own person. so they sided with you and told jack that he could see you whenever the devils were in town. 
that was a year ago. now luke was starting his sophomore year at the university of michigan. jack was starting his fourth year in the league and quinn his fifth. you were incredibly proud of your brothers and they were proud of you. 
you truly enjoyed being away from your siblings as it allowed you time to be yourself. no one was coming up to you to be your friend because you were quinn and jack hughes younger sister anymore, they wanted to be your friend because they liked you for you. 
albeit being a bit homesick your first year alex and trevor made it easier as they both took turns inviting you to watch their games and then taking you out for dinner or just randomly popping up at your dorm. seeing as alex was your billet brother during his time at the ntdp you were closer to him and hung out with him more often than trevor. 
“you do know that jack asks for a full detailed report on you every day right?” alex asked. the two of you were currently in your apartment as alex helped you get ready for your date. last year, you had many failed dates where the guy either stood you up or used you for your friends or your brothers. 
you chuckled and turned to the older boy. “i know turcs. once over summer he left his phone open to his chat with you and trev and i saw your texts. thanks by the way for not mentioning my multiple failed dates,” 
alex smiled before attacking you in a hug “i only mentioned the time you and quinton hung out because he wanted to know who the guy in your story was,” he defended. you knew all about that interaction. jack had texted you and your other brothers with every piece of information he could find on quinton and claimed he wasn’t good enough for you because he was canadian. 
alex pulled away from the hug and helped adjust your dress and hair before looking at you one last time. “you look gorgeous y/n/n and i’m so glad jack isn’t here cause he would definitely try stop you from going out,” he murmured. 
there was a silence in the room until the doorbell rang. you refused to tell alex who your date was which is why the boy had showed up at your apartment half an hour before you were meant to leave. 
“clarkey?” alex asked as he noticed his teammate. your date, brandt clarke, was a la kings prospect from the 2021 draft. as you spent time with quinton you also grew close to some of the other canadian boys around the area like jordan spence and trevor’s roommates jamie drysdale and mason mctavish.
you’d spent a good chunk of time with them that you spent the first quarter of summer last year in canada with the chl boys. during that time you had to admit that they were slightly better than your brothers friends. and it was during that time that you met brandt. 
seeing as you were the closest in age the two of you spent a lot of time together. brandt didn’t really know who you were but after asking around he couldn’t believe you were y/n hughes and you were standing in front of him. he’d seen you when jack and quinn were being drafted and he’d heard your interviews on luke and he admired the way you spoke about your family. 
“hi alex, is y/n/n here? we’re supposed to go out together. unless i’ve got the date wrong then could you ask her to call me if she’s busy,” brandt rambled on. you thought it was adorable, especially considering the fact that he was turning red. 
it was at that point that you grabbed your purse and headed to the door to greet brandt. “hi clarkey, you look good,” you complimented.
brandt was at a loss for words as he took in your appearance. he had never met someone as effortlessly breathtaking as you. “you look breathtaking,” he whispered. brandt then handed alex the flowers he bought for you before taking your hand.
your date with brandt may have been the first in person date you went on together but over year of knowing each other, the two of you had grown close. you had given him tips on what to do when he came to la and he listened whenever you ranted about a bad date or your brothers.
dating brandt was the best time of your life. you went with him to his first nhl game and watched all his away games on your tv. whenever he was in town the two of you would spend time in your apartment baking or curled up watching tv together. 
one thing you loved about your boyfriend was that he never pushed you. if you were having a bad day he would hold you until you were ready to talk or he would give you the space you asked for. what you really loved was that he wasn’t like your brothers.
you were also grateful for alex during the time of your relationship. he would help you get away with staying with brandt and he would cover for you whenever your brothers saw something on you hanging out with your boyfriend. 
“he wants me to got world juniors with him,” you announced walking into trevor and jamie’s house. it had become a regular thing for you to text the group of boys you were close with and demand they meet when you had a problem.
“clarkey?” “is that problem?” “yay, congratulations!” jamie, alex and trevor exclaimed. you ignored the three of them and flopped onto an empty couch and groaned. “the thing is luke’s playing too and that means jack and quinn are coming,” you explained. 
the boys proved to be no help to your situation as you now sat by the glass in your boyfriends jersey as canada faced off against usa. brandt had flipped you a puck and blown you a kiss before continuing on with his warm ups. just to annoy one of his good friends brennan othmann followed brandt’s actions which earned a slight shove from your boyfriend. 
throughout the tournament you managed to stay away from your brothers when you were with brandt. at first your boyfriend thought you were embarrassed of him but when you explained how overprotective they were he understood and helped you. 
the game had started with the us leading by two points until canada came bacl and tied the game with adam then giving them the lead. you watched with bathed breathe anytime your brother had the puck, you could tell he was tired. but one incident during the game that made you giggle was when luke went for a hit on brandt but your boyfriend retaliated causing luke to fall. 
after a loss to the usa your brothers had all texted asking if you were feeling any better. so maybe you lied to them and said you were sick in the morning so that you could sneak out to support your boyfriend. but your cover was blown the second you ran into brandt’s arms. 
“i swear luke, she was sitting by the glass in a canada jersey,” you heard dylan duke. at the voice you stilled, your boyfriend felt you tense up and looked around to see what happened. and there he saw your family waking directly your way. 
of course, your attempt to stay hidden was thrown away when brennan othmann came running down the hall screaming your name and picked you up. “look at you eh, finally supporting the right country,” otter teased. 
your brothers all stopped talking and looked over at you and the jersey you were wearing. “you’ve got to be kidding me,” jack spat. brennan dropped you immediately and looked at your brothers before giving you an apologetic smile. 
“what’s going on here y/n?” jack pressured. your mother tried interfering, alex had told her all about how your brothers made you feel. luke shook his head in disappointment and quinn just looked upset. 
brandt just wrapped his arm around your waist. the action bringing you more comfort than anyone could imagine, you looked up at your boyfriend as he smiled at you. “this is my boyfriend brandt. we’ve been dating for five months,” 
your boyfriend had already met your parents so they exchanged pleasantries. jack looked your boyfriend up and down before giving you an unimpressed face “you’re dating a hockey player,” 
“yes jack, i’m dating a hockey player. yes, he’s canadian and yes, he does play for the onatrio reign with alex. what else do you want to know huh?” you shot back. 
jack scoffed at brandt’s outstretched arm and turned his attention to your parents. “do you see what happened. i told you we shouldn’t let her go to california now she’s been there a year and she thinks she can run off with some hockey player she’s known for two months,” he stressed. 
“i’ve known brandt since the summer jack. that trip i took to canada that’s when we met and we kept talking to each other until he mentioned being in la for training camp. jack he’s good to me,” you whispered the last part. 
quinn hated the sad look on your face as you tried keeping your tears at bay. he watched as brandt kissed the top of your head as if he knew exactly how you felt. actually, during your whole interaction with jack, quinn noticed how brandt would do small things that seemed to calm you down. 
“you’re too young to have a boyfriend y/n. so next semester you’re going to transfer to umich and you’re going to finish school with luke and his friends. that way we all know where you are and that you aren’t running off with people with unstable positions,” he poked at brandt and grabbed your arm. 
however, you weren’t having it. you pulled your hand out of his grip and held onto brandt’s arms. “i am not letting you take me away from the one person i love,” you argued. 
“fine. then don’t come to the lake house this summer. actually after this you don’t have to talk to me at all. i know you think i’m overprotective y/n so let me save you some trouble, i don’t want to talk to you anymore so don’t even try to contact me,” jack sneered before walking away. 
quinn gave your shoulder a squeeze before running after his younger brother. ellen and jim had both chased after their middle son, the two parents speaking to him in a harsh tone as they berated him for his words. and luke gave you a hug before looking to brandt. 
“look after her,” 
when luke left, you turned to your boyfriend tears silently streaming down your face as he wrapped his arms around you. 
now in front of him, brandt was looking at a little girl who had been banished from one of the people she looked up to. 
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magxit · 3 months
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2016 she was in london/i don't even think she posted, i don't even think friends posted
2017 she was in london and performed at jingle ball a few days before and we saw them together/infamous good year post and dropped the tour dates for rep tour
2018 she was in london/she dropped the rep tour movie trailer
2019 a few days before she was in london for jingle ball and received a caterpillar cake from radio, i think some said his parents and siblings were there? don't remember if he was honestly. on her actual bday she had a party after her iheartradio festival set (she switched spots with halsey), it was her 30th, he was not there last minute job, and a few days later was in the studio (in LA?) where jack and laura (?) threw her a surprise bday party and austin was there
2020 pandemic where else was he gonna go/evermore release week, dancing witch remix drop on her actual bday
2021 joint birthday party with alana and he took a last minute job/ylm written the week before
2022 studio with jack
2023 joever but surrounded by love
I feel like I did my research pretty well so if somethings missing oh well LOL
thank you!
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