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macsimagines · 8 months

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I cannot thank you enough for now incredibly you bring my silly little ideas to life~

May I request for Yan! Shin, Izana, & Ran on how they are as a husband to their darling and how they are as fathers? (like them after they’ve finally achieved their Yandere dreams of marrying their darling and having kids with them and everything ) ʚ♡ɞ

TW: YANDERE CONTENT, MINORS DNI, BABY TRAPPING, MANIPULATION, COERCION

Yandere!Shinichiro Sano

Is so happy that you've made him a husband and father. It wasn't easy trying to convince you to go out with him, but eventually he called in enough favors and 'saved' you enough times that you relented and dated him for a short period.

Short because after that he tried very hard to get you to marry him and when it was obvious you weren't going to relent he eventually started to just poke holes in condoms and simply waited for the great news.

"Oh? You're pregnant? Well shucks, looks like I gotta take responsibility. When are you moving in?"

Ya he's not hiding the fact that he's all too pleased to put a ring on you and have a baby in you. But he does his best to provide and make you happy.

He comes home with flowers all the time, just cause, and sometimes he'll bring your son with him to the shop. "You need a break baby, I can take over today."

Shinichiro loves having JR. around. He of course loves his son, but it does help he's the perfect combination of you and Shinichiro.

Yandere!Izana Kurokawa

He had to force you to marry him. You had tried to leave him and he wasn't going to let you live any kind of life without him. Those first few years were less than marital bliss.

The fighting, the screaming, the crying. It was honestly hell. Izana almost let himself think you weren't worth the trouble but he was kidding himself if he thought he could live a life without you.

That all changed when he found out you were pregnant. Now it was real, now he couldn't afford to fuck up.

"Y/N, I know you hate me, I can accept that, but please for our babies sake, lets make this work."

Izana is like a changed man, he's kinder and even gentle. He can tell you're still resentful and bitter, but he'll accept that. He just wants his child to feel loved and know he did all he could to make that happen.

You finally go into labor early, Izana doesn't know why or what he did wrong but this was obviously his fault. He was going to loose you both. You really were going to leave him and take the one thing he wanted most in the world with you.

But you pull through. You and his precious and perfect daughter. She's puny in his hands, even for a newborn, just barely bigger than his own palms, but she's perfect. And he'll never let her go.

"Hey, princess. You don't know how happy I am to finally meet you."

Yandere!Ran Haitani

Made you his wife after he found out you had his Twins. One boy and one girl. His brother was the one that had to break the news to him about it 4 years after he had told you to get lost.

"Hey bro, remember that trick that said you knocked her up?" "That bitch? Like I'd ever forget to wear a condom." "...You might wanna have a look at her insta."

Well shit. Obviously the rubber ripped because he was staring at his little clones on your feed. It was very apparent he was the father only a fool would deny it.

"You ain't my dad!" Your son hisses at him "Ya! You ain't!" Your daughter will parrot back. Clearly introducing himself as their father while they were beatingtheshitoutof playing with other kids wasn't the best idea.

"Our hair is pretty an' black!" "Ya! Yours is purple and ugly!"

Ran might not like how the kids are giving him shit, but he certainly does love the idea of another infamous pair of Haitani siblings running amok in Roppongi.

He also doesn't like the fact that you try to fight him tooth and nail for him to not bother your family. "Our family baby, C'mon. Let me take responsibility."

You have no choice but to relent to his threats of custody and courts, knowing damn well you don't have the connection he does.

And he doesn't love the fact that you're a huge bitch to him or the fact that his twins seem to live and breath violence more than he and his bother did back in his youth. But he must admit he thinks it's way more hot how cold and unforgiving you are compared to your old self. You keep him entertained at least.

"Guess who just had to bail our little ankle biters outta jail~ Why not thank your husband for a job well done."

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere izana kurokawa #yandere izana #yandere izana kurokawa smut #yandere ran haitani

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shiroikabocha · 3 months

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I have new followers so here are some answers to FAQ about the Homestuck wedding:

the homestuck wedding is a gay wedding. wife 1 (me) is she/her, wife A (the one that’s not me) is she/they

We are technically already married! We originally planned to wed on 4/13/2024, but a member of our state legislature flipped parties in April 2023, and suddenly Republicans had a veto-proof majority in both houses of a state whose citizens had already voted to ban our marriage once before. In a fit of minor panic, we grabbed our immediate family and took a trip to the courthouse for a Surprise Emergency Wedding on 4/13/2023. The “wedding” we’re planning is actually a first anniversary party!

I’m not live-streaming/live-blogging/live-anything the event. I’m going to be pretty busy that day

it’s flattering that so many of you want to attend the Homestuck Wedding but please don’t, I don’t have that kind of catering budget

I’ll share pictures here, no need to track down my dad’s facebook page

The wedding website encourages guests to wear “anything that makes you feel comfortable and fancy,” plus an additional “pop of color” based on this curiously specific list of 12 colors assigned to 12 different ranges of birthdates haha it’s not mandatory don’t worry about it

(I don’t know what’s worse: guests reading the suggested dress code and thinking I’m into Homestuck, or guests reading the suggested dress code and thinking I’m into astrology)

(that’s a lie, it would be so much worse if they thought I was into astrology)

The guests, for the most part, do not know homestuck. I intend to keep it that way. I do NOT want my aunts and uncles googling “homestuck,” christ

My brother knows. When we told the family our planned wedding date, he said nothing, but gave me one of those I Know What You Are stares and all I can say is well buddy this is your fault, if you didn’t want to be the best man at the Gay Homestuck Wedding then you shouldn’t have showed your sister “this neat webcomic I found” all those years ago! Reap what you sow, bro!!

We’re not having children, but during a joke discussion of what would happen if my wife’s sister went into labor at our wedding, we said she’d have to name the baby Casey or Billious Slick or Rosemary or Davekat or something… which is how “Rosemary” ended up on my in-laws baby name shortlist

I know I will not see the gates of heaven, it’s fine, I’ve made peace with the consequences of my actions

#homestuck #homestuck wedding #wedding qaplanning

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plants-are-fun · 4 months

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sunshine

tw!!!! This is gonna be a multiple parter and will have MANY serious topics. Do not read if you are sensitive to that stuff.

this story contains: abusive dad, mean Chris

Chrisxfemreader

readers pov

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I miss how I used to be. I assume I’ll be saying that forever. my childhood was by no means easy, but it was perfect to me.

I had a deadbeat dad and no mom, but I also had the triplets and their parents. I basically lived with them.

I still remember how when I came home from school to their house, marylou would open her hands out as I ran to her yelling “sunshine!” As loud as she could. I don’t think I would have made it this far without her.

me and Nick were the closest. I was the first person he came out to, and although I didn’t know much about what being “gay” meant, I was still supportive. He knew everything about my home life, and swore that he would never tell anyone about it, not even his brothers.

Matt was the one that recognized all of my conditions. He recognized that I was dyslexic when I couldn’t read very well. He would always read for me so I could fall asleep. He also recognized my depression and anxiety, and even my ADHD. Although they couldn’t get me to a doctor or therapist legally, knowing made it much easier to cope. He was honestly like a big brother to me, being two years older.

Chris was my everything. I had the biggest crush on him. I could even say my first love. It was obvious that he didn’t feel the same, but I’m grateful he kept me around anyway. He would never fully speak to me as we got older, but he would always tell his friends to back off whenever they picked on me for my hair, my clothes, or even my smell.

that all changed in middle school.

I was in 6th grade, he was in 8th, and he hadn’t spoken to me all year. I would always walk with him in the halls because I was more comfortable that way. Neither Nick or Matt had a schedule anywhere close to mine, so I never even saw them.

It was in the middle of January when I was trying to find Chris that I heard him and his buddies laughing from around the corner.

“what about y/n?” One of the goons said. I slowed my walking, not meaning to eavesdrop, but just so I would turn the corner and be spotted as quickly.

“what about her?” Chris said with a scoff.

“she’s always following you around, like a little lost puppy. It’s so obvious she likes you” some idiot said

I stopped and felt my ears burn with embarrassment.

“yeah I guess she does..” Chris said. I was so hurt. He used to always defend me against these guys and now he’s agreeing?

“but you let her! Do you like her too? I mean, you guys grew up together” one of his friends, Jared said.

“do I like her?” Chris said. I could tell he was embarrassed and maybe a bit flustered. As I thought he was going to defend me, defend us he said “bro, how could I like her? She lives in a trailer park. I could never like someone like that. Nick told me that it always smells like cigarettes and is always filthy. She needs to leave me be. The smell might rub off on me”.

I know I should’ve let it slide off. Middle schoolers are dumb, and they just want attention. But all I could do was stand there and begin to cry.

I bolted away from the group and into the restroom. I stayed there until the end of the day.

all I could think of was how Nick could have done that to me. I didn’t want him to come over to where I lived, but he insisted. He said that ‘it was only fair because I had basically lived at his house’. When I let him in, he seemed supportive, but I guess he was just grossed out. But he was the only person to even know about me living in a trailer park, and he promised he would never tell anyone.

I wanted to hurt him, maybe even out him. But in the end I just shut my mouth and shut down.

when the final bell rang, I ran out with red puffy eyes, and climbed into the back of marylous minivan.

“hey sunshine, how was school? are you ok?” She said. After squeaking out a quick “fine” she just sighed and tapped the steering wheel, waiting for her real sons to come out. Matt came out and I saw him look at me, then his mom before climbing in the front seat. Marylou just gave me a worried look then shrugged to Matt.

Chris came out looking like he was the coolest motherfucker in the world, slouching and nodding to his mom. He got in without even sparing me a glance.

when Nick came bouncing out, he waved to his mom and Chris before getting in the middle row with Chris. He turned to me with the biggest grin on his face and said “hey girl!! How was your day? I have SO much to tell you when we get back.” I just looked at him.

“hey are you ok?” He said, reaching out to rub my shoulder.

I jerked away from him. “Don’t touch me.” I spat out.

“what’s wrong” he said withdrawing his hand.

“don’t even talk to me.” I glared at him. He just looked confused. The whole car was silent. Marylou was looking at me in the rearview mirror and Matt was fully turned around with his jaw on the floor.

“Ms. Sturniolo, can you please just take me home?” I said startling even myself. I had never called Marylou that. Even when I was a kid before learning her name I just called her ‘nicks mom’.

“sure sweetie, are you sure? You can take a nap in your room if you want-“ “yes I’m sure. Thank you.” I don’t want to be anywhere near Chris or Nick. It wasn’t even my room. It was a guest bedroom with a lot of my clothes because I stayed over so often.

“ok sunshine” she muttered.

the whole car ride was silent. It took everything in me not to burst into tears and tell her everything, to ask her to not take me home. The last thing I wanted was to go back home. But it was obvious that I was bothering the poor family, so I would give them what they wanted.

once we pulled up, I gathered my things and jumped out of the car. After saying thank you and ignoring nicks goodbye, I started walking, before remembering I had forgotten my water bottle on the cup holder. I ran back, to where Chris was waiting with the window rolled down, holding it out to me. I took it and turned away before hearing him mutter “not even going to say thanks?”

I turned to him and said “thank you, Chris. I hope being here didn’t make you too uncomfortable” quiet enough for only us to hear it. “You should take a shower when you get home. I wouldn’t want my smell to rub off on you”. He looked like he had seen a ghost, but I didn’t care. I just walked off and slammed the door on my way into the house. I heard the car start to drive away when I felt a searing pain hit my jaw. my dad was awake.

“What the fuck do y-you think you’re doing here? I told you I don’t want your stupid face in here.” He slurred “I’ll stay in my room” I whispered. I knew he didn’t like me, but I never thought he would hit me in the face like that.

“ok, I don’t fucking care. Stay out of my sight. And if you ever slam my door again I’ll kill you.” I was used to empty threats, but after just hitting me, I didn’t know if it was empty anymore.

“yes sir” I said as I walked to my room.

that night I cried harder than I had ever before. I cried so hard that I threw up. After going to the Bathroom to brush my teeth, I saw the bruise that was starting to form.

I got out my flip phone and texted Nick. I couldn’t have him asking questions.

to: Nicky :))))))

hey, I’m taking the bus tmr, I don’t need a ride there or back.

from: Nicky :))))))

ok, r u sure? It’s rlly no problem. and r u ok??? Did I do something????

to: Nick Sturniolo

yes I’m sure. Night

that would be the last time I spoke to him.

Chris POV

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I still stay awake thinking of that day.

I don’t know why I said it. I didn’t mean it, she had to have known.

I wanted that stupid group of boys to like me so bad, and stupid fucking Jared had some sort of obsession with her, so I didn’t want to make him hate me by being her friend.

I didn’t like talking about her behind my back, but what would the harm be if she wasn’t around? It’s not like any of these guys would ever talk to her.

I remember being so worried about her. She would always come to school looking like she never slept, never showered, and never ate. It kept up until we took her in.

one day there was a stench on her, so I confided in Nick. He didn’t want to tell me, but I have a way of wiggling information out of people. He felt so guilty after, and made me swear I would never speak of what he told me, even to Matt. But of course I had to run my mouth to fucking jared.

we knew she lived in a park, but that was it. She wouldn’t even tell my mom.

during that car ride, I knew something was wrong. I would have been an idiot not to see it.

when she whispered those words to me, I knew I had fucked up.

Nick asked me what she said, but I was so worried that I could lose Nick too, that I just told him she said thanks.

Nick was distraught after he got the text saying that she would take the bus.

after it became clear she wouldn’t be coming back, Nick gave me her clothes to give to her. She just took them and walked away.

I began to hate her for the affect her absence had on Nick. Why would she do that to him without even explaining? Was she protecting me?

but she shouldn’t do that to Nick.

I hate her.

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not sure how I feel about this but I hope you like it!!!

please leave reviews and comments below!!

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo angst #angst #sturniolo

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loveysloveclub · 3 months

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THE MAN! UMICH AU chapter v. game day

in which, molly's first hockey game goes worse than expected.

molly wasn't usually nervous for hockey games. in fact, she looked forward to having fun on the ice. but that was back home, with the boys she grew up alongside and not halfway across the world with a bunch of boys who had made it clear that they wanted nothing to do with her.

despite her anxiety, molly did a good job as shoving it all in. after all, there was a high possibility that her coach would decide not to play her. majority of the freshmen wouldn't be on the ice tonight.

entering the children of yost arena, molly was taken aback but the sheer amount of people that bustled around her. college kids were taking photos in their university of michigan merch, parents were here to support their children with their numbers on their backs and little kids carried signs around, hoping to get a puck.

sure, there was always a small crowd back home when she played. but the energy in the arena was electric.

"you good, maxxy?" the girl spun on her heel to find her new friend, dylan duke. he watched the girls big eyes with a humorous expression. "i've never seen so many people in the same place to watch a hockey game."

"ah," dylan breathed out, "so young, so naive."

molly couldn't even get out a word of retaliation before he was skipping off down the hallway in search of his locker room, where him and the rest of the boys on the team would be getting ready for the very first game of the season.

the blonde decided, that in order to not be late, she would have to do the same.

walking down the corridors of the arena she had become familiar with, molly couldn't help but look at her new life under a different light.

sure, college wasn't exactly living up to her expectations and she didn't have many friends, but it seemed that the girl had forgotten what she was here to do under all the stress of trying to fit in.

with a new sense of excitement, the girl skipped passed down the hallway, only to halt in her steps at the sound of a few of her fellow teammates. more specifically, her captain that had made is abundantly clear that she did not belong on his team.

"i told you, bro. coach benched her this game, which means she's mediocre, at best, and she's only here to get us some publicity before she's shipped off to wherever she came from."

and just like that, all the excitement was slapped right out of her body and was replaced by an oncoming wave of doubts. sure, she knew she would most likely be benched, but harry's repeated words of publicity stunt and mediocrity brought an onslaught of new self consciousness molly had never possessed before.

harry was right about something though, molly was benched the entire game. she expected this. freshmen almost never play the first game of the season. she just hoped that she would get some game time in the next up and coming weeks.

after the game, molly stood up against a wall of the centre, texting her friends from back home about what harry had said before the game. she watched as her teammates all celebrated with their families, all going out for dinners together. she frowned at the sight. not only was her mother on the other side of the world, but she wasn't very supportive of her moving all the way to america to pursue a dream she said "was never going to work out."

and don't even get molly started on her deadbeat dad that left her when she was five.

"oh my goodness, you must be molly!" glancing up from her phone, molly was bombarded by a hug by an older blonde lady, whose smile was contagious as molly's face broke out into a huge grin. "i'm ellen, luke's mom!"

glancing around ellen, molly caught sight of luke hughes, with his head in his hands. molly almost laughed at the boy's clear embarrassment of what his mother was doing.

"it's nice to meet you."

"you did so well tonight!" ellen complimented the girl. "i sat on the bench all night?" molly's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but ellen merely shook her head. "but you looked so pretty."

molly laughed shyly, red covering her cheeks at the compliment.

"why don't you join us for dinner?" ellen asked, gesturing behind her to luke and an older man which molly assumed was her husband.

"no, that's okay. i don't want to intrude." molly appreciated the invitation. but her and luke weren't necessarily friends, and she didn't want to impose on his quality time with his parents.

"luckily i'm not taking no for an answer." and with that, ellen was dragging molly to her car which they would ride in to the restaurant, meeting luke and jim there.

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#umich hockey #nhl #umich #ethan edwards #mark estapa #umich wolverines #luke hughes #dylan duke #luca fantilli #rutger mcgroarty #umich imagine

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fiberslut · 11 months

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Always in Powers

Pairing: Lukas Matsson x roy!reader

This is just a headcanon about being the youngest Roy sibling

You’re just holding a meeting while some unknown number pops up on your phone. You excuse yourself and answer to that number to hear Marcia’s voice. ‘Your father needs you’ she says, ‘I’m sorry, I think you’ve got the wrong number, I don’t have a father’ ‘He’s offering you to be the CEO’ ‘What happened to Ken and Rome?’ ‘Let’s discuss about it when you’re here, next month is your father’s birthday remember?’ ‘As I said, I don’t have a father’ ‘See you soon’ and then she hung up

You have no idea what does he want. He’s ignored you for 22 years of your life but now he wanted to see you? and offering you to be the CEO of Waystar?

At a very young age, you’ve lived in the same house as Connor, Kendall, Roman, and Shiv. But one day your father hit you for some unknown reason, your mom knew about it, fired a restraining order against Logan, divorced him, and moved you two back to your mom’s country.

From that day on, you would go by her last name.

Since your mom is a very famous actress/model in your country, that made you’re also in the limelight too.

You hate Logan. Hate how he treated you and your mom. Hated how he never fought to get you back. Hate how he never calls on your birthday. Hate how he never said ‘Happy birthday kid’ to you. Hate how you would have no one to celebrate Father’s Day with.

That’s why you always work so hard, and be able to graduate double degree from Harvard Business School and Harvard Law School at the age of 22. And since you’re famous (thanks to your mom) you have a lot of celebrity friends, which helps with your clothing company to be successful and to be accepted worldwide.

Now you’re in Italy for Caroline’s wedding. But Logan wants you to go with him and Roman to talk about business with this Matsson guy.

He is a very interesting guy. Not like what you have in mind about tech bro.

Lukas couldn’t stop looking at you while talking with Logan. Rome sees it too and he’s not happy about it.

While you’re on the boat back to the wedding venue, some odd numbers appear on your phone, you answer it and it’s Lukas. ‘How did you get my number Mr. Matsson?’ Rome hears that and signal you to hang up the phone, while Logan is smiling in a victorious way.

‘He’s not going to give you CEO’ Kendall says, ‘From what Roman told me, he’s obviously using you to woo Matsson’ ‘No he’s not, he promised me’ you argue back, ‘He promised me too’ Shiv adds

From that day on you’ve talked and texted with Lukas every day. You find him so laid back and funny not like any guys you’ve dated.

You are Roman’s favorite, he’s the only one who visits you every year, so since you’re back in New York, you usually hang out at Roman’s place.

‘What are you smiling at?’ Roman asks ‘Don’t tell me it’s that Swede again, aren’t you dating that Denmark prince?’ ‘He’s a Count and no we’re not dating’ ‘It’s creepy, Matsson is too old for you’ ‘Um, I don’t think you should be the one to lecture me about what is creepy or what is not huh Mr. send-your-dick-pic-to-dad’

When you’re free of meeting, you will fly to Sweden. You and Lukas have developed a serious relationship. ‘What if I buy your dad’s company?’ He asks. ‘There is a cheaper way to impress me Lukas’ ‘No I’m serious’ ‘Then you should buy ATN too’ ‘Wouldn’t that destroy him?’ ‘That’s my point’

You were at Connor's side when you heard the news. That Logan is dead while he's on the plane to meet Lukas. You felt empty, just blank, not any hint of sadness. You saw Kendall, Roman, and Shiv were crying and saying I love you Dad at the phone. They're devastated at the news and couldn't do the interview, so it was you to do it.

Your sibling didn't have time to mourn Logan's death that much since Lukas invited them and the company to Norway.

You were excited, you and Lukas agreed to make your relationship official at the retreat.

Everyone was so shocked except Roman, he saw it coming since the first day. Kendall totally couldn't accept it, he refused to talk to you all day. Shiv just looked at you in disbelief but didn't say anything.

You love this retreat, you always ask Greg to be your photographer for your Instagram. Lukas hates how you are always with Greg when you should be next to him.

So he asks Greg who he is and insulted him in Swedish in front of his friends. You get mad at him for talking about your family like that. You and Lukas have a fight and you ended up leaving the retreat that afternoon and flying back to New York to help Connor with the funeral.

You haven't heard from him until the funeral day. You saw him with Shiv and that totally sums up everything for you. You ignore him all morning just to end up being pulled away into the dark corner of the church, him kissing you passionately and saying he's sorry and how much he's missed you.

So that week he stayed with you at your penthouse and he proposed to you.

He has you by his side while taking a group photo as GoJo successfully bought Waystar and ATN. You showing your new engagement ring as your new chapter of life is about to start as a wife and an American CEO of Waystar.

#succession #succession imagine #lukas matsson x reader #lukas matsson #lukas matsson imagine #lukas matsson x roy!reader #roy!reader #roy siblings #succession au #alexander skarsgård #succession hbo #succession fanfic

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inchidentallybackup · 4 months

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ok so I am obsessed with this poetry/Oscar series by @piastriachios and I need to just put my thoughts here rather than messing with the visuals of the post

the fact that so much is emphasized about how poetry is this clean, pure line of thought from brain to pen when so many people see it as "flowery" or "fussy" or worse, intellectual in an elitist sense. and it's like the way people (looking at you, Dax Sh*pard) see Oscar and assume he's Just a Guy and casually fling all these bro-ey assumptions at him thinking he'll pick them up and play ball. but every time one of those comes at him Oscar visibly withdraws and casts that Australian sound-of-hesitation-and-disagreement and hits back with something much simpler and nothing to do with outside approval. he has A-levels in maths, physics and computer science but he also chooses daring and risk above all else. he said goodbye to his dad and lived half a world away from his family from age 14, pushed himself to succeed at school alongside his racing career, stood up against an entire F1 team to choose where he took his F1 seat, and has had one of the ballsiest rookie seasons for a long time.

the emphasis on the bravery and the guts it takes to compose poetry as well - how exposed you are. and there's Oscar following on from Carlos and Daniel as Lando's teammate hot on the heels of controversy - and he makes the solid decision to just be himself, with absolutely nothing in common with the naturally media-friendly big personalities that came before him. it feels so tempting to class him as awkward or just shy but it's not the case. he will not dance when told to and he won't fill space if it doesn't feel right. he won't play even a somewhat false part to Lando for the sake of winning over fans and media (a lot of whom already looked askance at him). he also isn't humble and deferential to Lando just for the impression it will give. he knows he's the rookie and he knows Lando is the established F1 driver. none of that matters on the track of course. but everywhere else, it does. so it matters to him.

and then there's his unbroken resilience and lack of relationship with regret. he celebrates with humility as well as pride when he does well, and stares disappointment down with that determined look on his face. because of course he feels things and of course it's more than what he will allow just anyone to know about him. but even that is strategic and smart. his own family told him that to pursue this career the way he wanted he would have to largely be solitary. he didn't even find a girlfriend just to have someone around to absorb the loneliness as so many young men do, she has her own education and career and family and has only been to certain races each year. and his choice was to not try and find a new family but to be his own man. "that's the type of chaos that happens when your brain interferes with your body". he knows what things he's supposed to be doing and what his responsibilities are meant to be. it isn't his job yet to try and be more for the sake of someone else or worry about what he'll be expected to do in the future. that will be then, this is now.

"thinking will make mistakes" and if that doesn't describe Oscar's approach of demanding space to be deliberate and comfortable. a huge amount of Lando's discussions about his own mental health are on him trying to live more for the moment and to not get stuck in his own head. he said of the Sprint win 'Oscar didn't make any mistakes and I did, so he deserved that win more than me' (paraphrased). Lando also said that he's gained a lot from having Oscar as a teammate and that's honestly an understatement for Lando's success in the 2023 season. they're both preternaturally disposed to view life and racing in totally different but not remotely clashing ways. Oscar's clarity and ability to remain in the moment is something Lando's always known he needs more of because it sharpens and hones his own abilities the way it does for Oscar. it's like having a walking buddy who keeps pointing at things on the horizon and making you look up to see. you don't have to see in the same way or even see the same things, you just have to remember to look.

"kick against words as you would kick back on a swing" and "you've got to feel as if the soles of your feet are touching the sky" godddd when you watch the races from the onboards and appreciate the rocket science and mortal risk of each and every race - and how vastly different F1 is to F2 and why so many young men are denied a seat… Oscar could never be the placid creature he seems when he's outside the car. it's just that who he really is exists when he's in the car and life for him outside of it is something different. he's possibly the most 'purely driven by a passion for racing' racing driver in a Prostian sense for a long time. (Max being a different kettle of fish entirely and not my topic to get into) but there's a lack of alpha male anger and hostility to him that existed in those previous generations that I think is what propelled him in the Qatar sprint and has resulted in his passing looking like someone who's more like three or four years into his F1 career than a rookie. Oscar will not give up his daring for anyone or anything. that's the truth of that bright crimson streak across his cheeks when he lifts his helmet off before he slowly becomes pale and retiring again.

I just really love that post and it was completely unnecessary and probably very unpoetic of me to ramble about it like this but it's intended as fully appreciative <3

#landoscar #mctwinks #twinklaren #mine #long post

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grey-gazania · 1 month

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I'm sorry someone bombarded you with bitchy comments 😭. While my To Read list is lengthy and continually lengthier (actually I think something of yours with her is on it), I'd like to hear more about Ianneth-Fingon-Maedhros if you want to talk about them.

@polutrope

It wasn't really upsetting, just annoying and honestly a little bit funny. This guy left comments on all six chapters of By Love or at Least Free Will, every time I updated the story, just objecting to the entire premise of the story and ranting about how Elves have incorruptible pure souls and are immune to lust. I was sorely tempted to respond with this quote from "Laws & Customs Among the Eldar":

Even when in after days, as the histories reveal, many of the Eldar in Middle-earth became corrupted, and their hearts darkened by the shadow that lies upon Arda, seldom is any tale told of deeds of lust among them.

'Seldom' is not the same thing as 'never', and furthermore, I don't think lust is even a major theme of my story. It's more about conflicting obligations and unruly hearts.

In the end I deleted the comments without responding, because I have a personal policy of not engaging with people who are acting in bad faith. But I have to assume that this guy has no actual hobbies if he spends his time hate-reading entire stories instead of just...closing the window and moving on with his life. Maybe take up crochet, bro? Or volunteer at a soup kitchen? Watch a TV show that you like? Grow some tomatoes? Do something that will be more fulfilling than typing long screeds on AO3. I promise it will make you a happier person.

Anyway. On to the actual topic of your ask! As you've probably noticed, I am very fond of Russingon. However, I am also very fond of Fingon as Gil-galad's father. At first I balanced these two ideas by keeping my Russingon ideas and my Fingon-father-of-Gil-galad ideas in two separate universes, but then I started really fleshing out Gil-galad's mother, and it made me think some thoughts. To repeat something I said to @cuarthol in a comment on AO3:

...half the genesis of Ianneth was seeing so many stories (in multiple fandoms, not just Tolkien) where the woman is written out of a canon or semi-canon couple to make room for a popular M/M ship instead, without the female character being treated with any respect. I decided that the female perspective on that situation would be a nice change of pace and interesting to write.

I'm not trying to point fingers -- I'll readily admit that I have my male faves just like the next gal and that it's fun to make them kiss -- but the wives and girlfriends don't get a lot of love in fandom, do they? And it doesn't help that the legendarium in general tends to be a bit of a sausage fest. So I decided that Fingon would have a wife and be in love with Maedhros. But instead of focusing just on the forbidden love, I was going to focus on the wife's feelings, too.

Ianneth ("bridge-woman") is one of the Northern Sindar, from the community that lives around Lake Mithrim. She's the daughter of Annael (yes, that Annael), whom I've imagined to be one of the more influential leaders among the Northern Sindar, and particularly among the Elves of Mithrim.

Her betrothal to Fingon starts as a political arrangement. Fingolfin loves Fingon dearly, of course, but he's also been hinting for a while now that Fingon really needs to settle down and start having kids so that there will be a strong line of heirs should Fingolfin die. After all, Argon's dead, and Turgon and Aredhel abruptly fucked off to god-knows-where some three hundred years ago and haven't been seen nor heard from since. Your dad needs some grandsons, Fingon, and this also seems like a ripe opportunity to strengthen the Noldor's alliance with the Northern Sindar.

I don't think political marriage is unknown among the Elves of Beleriand. (For one example in the text, see Celegorm trying to marry Luthien to force Doriath into an alliance.) And the quote I drew the title of the aforementioned Fingon/Ianneth story from, also found in "Laws and Customs Among the Eldar," is:

The Eldar wedded only once in life, and for love or at the least by free will upon either part.

Free will could easily mean, "Are we in love? No. But I'll still marry you, for the good of our peoples, and I'll bring some of Dad's soldiers along with me." That sort of thing happened all the time among real-world nobility, so I see no reason why it can't happen among Elven nobility in Beleriand, too.

At any rate, Fingolfin arranges for Fingon to meet the daughters of some of the more powerful leaders of the Northern Sindar, and he's hint-hint-hinting that Fingon really needs to pick one of them to be his wife. Fingon, having been in love with Maedhros since they were young in Valinor, is not exactly keen on this plan. But he goes along with it anyway because he is a dutiful son, he knows that his father is right about needing to strengthen the line of succession, and he also knows that revealing his (quite taboo!) relationship with Maedhros to his father would probably break Fingolfin's heart.

It takes Fingon a while to decide who to court, but he picks Ianneth because he likes her sense of humor; she has the guts to gently tease him at their first meeting, which he finds quite charming. He doesn't think he can love anyone besides Maedhros, but he does look at Ianneth and think, "This is a woman I could grow to care for and whose companionship I think could enjoy."

The trouble begins when, over the course of their courtship, Fingon starts falling in love with Ianneth without falling out of love with Maedhros. And he doesn't know what to do about this. He can't call off the marriage, and he doesn't want to break things off with Maedhros, so he decides to just...keep the whole thing with Maedhros a secret and marry Ianneth anyway. It's not a good decision, but really, are there any options here that won't end with someone getting hurt? I don't think so.

So we have Ianneth, blissfully ignorant of her husband's infidelity (for now); Fingon, in love with two people at once and feeling horribly guilty about it, but unwilling to pick one partner over the other; and Maedhros, resigned to the situation but still hurting because Fingon is no longer his alone.

Maedhros' feelings are complicated by the fact that, once he meets her, he finds that likes Ianneth. It would be easier, he thinks, if he could write her off as just a political necessity for Fingon, but it turns out that she's charming and intelligent and kind, and he can understand why Fingon loves her. His feelings soften further once Ereiniel is born, because Fingon is so happy being a father, and he loves Fingon, so how can he begrudge him that? There's a line from "Famous Blue Raincoat" by Leonard Cohen that I always think of when I'm getting into Maedhros' head at this point:

And thanks for the trouble you took from [his] eyes. I thought it was there for good, so I never tried.

Things tick along about as smoothly as they can for thirteen years, until, in the aftermath of Fingolfin's death during the Dagor Bragollach, as Fingon prepares to send Ianneth and Ereiniel to the Falas for their safety, Ianneth learns his secret. This is understandably devastating for her, and leaves her wondering if Fingon ever really loved her as she loved him, or if his marriage to her was simply a politically expedient sham.

Add to that the fact that she leaves for the Falas less than ten hours after this revelation and spends most of that ten hours either crying or asleep, as she's too upset to really talk to Fingon about what she's discovered, and it leaves her with this horrible knowledge and all the worst thoughts that come from it gnawing at her nearly a full year until Fingon next comes to Eglarest -- time that she spends as the sole caregiver for her young daughter, among strangers in a foreign city, without her mother or her sister or any of her friends who might have theoretically been able to offer her some emotional support.

Theoretically is a key word there, though, because even if, say, her sister had come to Eglarest, Ianneth isn't sure she'd even be able to tell her. For one thing, she can't help feeling ashamed, because infidelity is very rare among Elves, and she can't help thinking that maybe she failed as a wife somehow, and if she'd done something different, Fingon wouldn't have strayed. Then there's the fact that he's the High King of the Noldor, and if this gets out it could cause a crisis in the Noldorin government and possibly tank the alliance between the House of Fingolfin and the Northern Sindar. Ianneth is a practical woman, and she's of the Northern Sindar -- the people who have been living practically on Morgoth's doorstep for centuries, with no Maia queen's magic girdle to protect them. Their alliance with the Noldor is vital, and she would never want to jeopardize it.

So Ianneth is just...completely alone with this pain. She has no one to turn to, no one who can comfort her. And that pain is central to her story, and a not insignificant part of Ereiniel's story, too.

#polutrope #turns out when you ask me about my ocs i turn into treebeard #ianneth #fingon's wife #fingon #maedhros #gil galad #woman king au #my ocs

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Alessia Russo

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Dialogo 1 and 6

A/N: Day seven of the Christmas advent calendar.

Scene 1 - decorating the tree. Dialogue 1 “stop trying to get me to walk under mistletoe”, 6 “Do you want to it the star on the top of the tree?”

As you drove to Alessia’s family home in Maidstone your left hand rested comfortably on her thigh whilst your right hand gripped the steering wheel. You tried and failed to hide your smile when Alessia would take your hand and press a kiss to the back of it every so often.

Pulling up to her parents house you are surprised to see the outside already decorated. Lights hung from the gutters, a wreath covered their front door and there was even a small Christmas tree in the front garden with tinsel wrapped around it. Clearly they had made a start without you.

“Mum, Dad” Alessia shouted as you entered the house.

“In the kitchen” her Mum answered.

Walking to the back of the house you are met with the majority of the Russo clan.

You watch as both her Mum and Dad pull her into a tight hug. You would have thought it had been weeks since they had seen each other when in reality they were at the game against Chelsea a week prior.

“Y/N it’s nice to see you again” her dad welcomes you.

“Mr and Mrs Russo, thank you for inviting me today” you are respectful. Alessia told you how much her family means to her so you wanted to keep your good impression intact.

“Y/N you have been dating our daughter for almost a year, you came on our family holiday and now you are joining our family tradition. You don’t have to been so formal” her mum now pulls you into a hug.

The Russo’s were huggers. It was one of the things you loved about Alessia. She loved to hold you and be hold whether that it is in the house you share with Ella and Millie, on the coach to away games or after the games when she needs warming up.

“I see you roped Y/N into helping this year. Let me guess, she is on your team?” Giorgio asks as he and Luca join you in the kitchen.

“Of course she is, she is my girlfriend” Alessia says as she proudly wraps her arm around your shoulder.

“So Luca has Lauren, you have Y/N and I am on my own” he complains.

“That’s how it works bro. Maybe by the time we do this next year you will have gotten bored of the bachelor life and have settled down” Luca teases his younger brother.

“You expect me to find someone to bring home at Christmas in a year?” Giorgio says rather unconvinced.

“Less did it, look at them now, they’re sickening” Luca now points at the two of you just as Alessia finishes teasing you or more appropriately embarrassing you by peppering kisses on your shoulder, neck then cheek.

“We all know Alessia was head over heel in love with Y/N long before she got the balls to tell her” the younger brother says earning a slap around the head from his father.

You can only look at Alessia in shock, this was brand new information. Oh how you wanted to wind her up and the look in your eyes must have shown her this.

“Don’t say it” she hold her index finger against your lips so you kiss it, sending her a wink as you do so.

“You said something about teams?” you ask her brother.

Her mum goes on to tell you that each child is in charge of decorating certain things / rooms. Whoever gets theirs done the quickest get to choose the Christmas movie.

“No wonder you’re so competitive” you whisper in her ear.

“Alessia and Y/N you are in charge of decorating the tree” her mums tells the two of you.

“Yes!!!” Alessia raises her arms in excitement.

“What?” you ask.

“I never get to do the tree, it’s a two person job. For years it was mum and dad, then last year it was Luca and Lauren. I knew I brought you for a reason”

“So you’re using me for tree privileges?”

“I use you for a lot more than that” she says so only you can hear here.

You bite your lip to stop you from replying, knowing that your response wasn’t suited for your current environment and company.

She pulls you out of the kitchen and towards the empty corner of the living. There lies a two boxes, one labelled ‘TREE’ and the other labelled “DECORATIONS’.

She asks you to put together the tree whilst she puts the decorations in piles so she knows which ones go on the bottom, middle and top of the tree.

You finish your first task quickly and when you take a peek into the box you see several pieces of mistletoe.

“Time to have a little fun” you mumble to yourself.

“What was that?” Alessia asks you.

“Nothing. I’m going to get some water before we start, do you want any?” you ask as you hide the mistletoe in the pocket of the hoodie you are wearing.

When you get back Alessia had the piles sorted and puts you to work. You help her decorate the tree but she stops when she gets to certain decorations.

“These three are from mine, Luca and Giorgio’s first christmas. I put mine on then them two puts theirs on”

A couple of minutes later she stops again.

“We got this one when we went to Lapland” she tells you.

“Lapland?” You ask having never heard of the place.

“It’s like Santa’s village. Maybe we can go next year, you would love it. You get to meet the big man himself, have snow ball fights with Santa’s elves, ride sleds in the snow and go on husky rides”

You watch with what you can only guess are the definition of heart eyes as your girlfriend tells you story after story about the family trip.

Wanting the stories to continue you start asking questions about each one you put on the tree. There was one of Fred the red that her grandma got her the first Christmas she was a United player. There was one in the shape of a love heart that had a photo of her parents from their first Christmas together.

“Next one” you hold your hand out ready for the next decoration.

“Only one more left” Alessia says as she joins you at the tree.

It was true, there was only one decoration left to go on the tree and it was arguably the most important one. The star.

“Do you want to put the star on the top of the tree?” Alessia asks you as she hands you the star.

Whilst you are honoured you know how much this part means to her.

“No. You can do it” you hand it back to her.

“Lift me up?” She asks.

You hold behind the top of her thighs just below her bum and lift her up so she can reach the top of the tree.

“I’ll never let you down” you say as you watch her put the star on the tree.

“Pure cheese Y/N Y/L/N” she shakes her head as she lands on the ground.

Your hands remain clasped behind her back. You hold her close and her arms instinctively go around your neck.

“Only for you Alessia Russo”

She leans in to kiss you but then her mum calls of the two of you.

“We’ve been summoned” you dodge her kiss.

She grabs your hand and leads you to the kitchen where she guesses her parents are.

As you walk through the first door way you pull her back then look up, her gaze follows yours.

There above the threshold hangs mistletoe.

“How did that get there?” You play dumb but Alessia sees right through it.

“I have no idea but you dodged my kiss, now it is my turn to dodge yours”

She pulls you away from the Mistletoe.

“That’s not fair Less, there are rules” you complain rather childishly.

At the next door you do the same.

“Another mistletoe, what are the chances?” You joke.

“Another mistletoe where you don’t get your kiss” Alessia toys with you again.

You let out a huff of frustration as you get closer to the kitchen.

One last mistletoe remains and it is above the door that leads out to the garden. You really did cover your bases and what’s the saying, third times the charm.

When you look into the garden you see that more of Alessia’s family have joined her parents and brothers. You see an opportunity to get her back for denying you.

“Alessia stop trying to get me to walk under mistletoe”

You stop at the back door. Alessia stands directly under your last mistletoe whilst you stand in the kitchen.

Your girlfriend turns to you, her cheeks were red and you know that you have succeeded.

“Did you put this up whilst I was putting the Christmas tree up? If you wanted a kiss all you had to do was ask?” You continue to tease her.

“What—I didn’t”

“No need to get embarrassed. Look I’ll stand right under it, just for you” you take a few steps forward so you are almost nose to nose.

“Kiss. Kiss. Kiss” Giorgio chants from the garden haven seen that his sister was embarrassed.

“You’re lucky I love you” Alessia whispers as she inches closer to you.

“If you would have kissed me in the living room or in the hallway then this wouldn’t be necessary”

Less shakes her head at your games but she kisses you nonetheless. You want to deepen the kiss then again you always did but when you feel Alessia bit your bottom lip you knew it was a warning so you pull away.

#Christmas ficlet #woso x reader #alessia russo x reader #engwnt x reader

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goose-duck · 23 days

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Mandela catalog texting 🍜

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✨Jonah and Adam✨

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💜Adam: u dyed ur hair again?

💙Jonah: yes

💜Adam: looks ugly

💙Jonah: ur face

💜Adam: what.

💙Jonah: is surprisingly pretty

💜Adam: why'd you compliment me, I just insulted you, are you stupid?

💙Jonah: keep going, I'm enjoying this

💜Adam: freak

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💜Adam: wanna ask if we can go to the library?

💙Jonah: u can ask, u gotta bring ur paper up anyway

💜Adam: Nah

💜Adam: just stay here

💜Adam: what's wrong

💜Adam: did you want something from the service trade people

💜Adam: I have money

💜Adam: I kinda owe you anyway

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💙Jonah: I'm sorry 😭

💙Jonah: I hate to leave man

💙Jonah: *picture didn't send*

💙Jonah: what a bitch

💜Adam: I can't see the picture you sent me

💜Adam: I learned a new spell in DND and fucked shit up

💙Jonah: oh sorry

💙Jonah: that's cool :)

💜Adam: It was fun, I accidentally almost killed Evelin and the guy that sits beside Evelin bc I didn't know how big the attack was and blew up a room

💙Jonah: Jesus

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💙Jonah: hi

💜Adam: hello

💙Jonah: hiiiiiii

💙Jonah: So what all did we have to do in English

💜Adam: Read the thingy online then pick a few questions and answer them, write a paragraph for each question you picked and you need at least 300 words

💙Jonah: oh okay

💜Adam: Should be called "my father tried to kill me with a crocodile" or alligator, I don't know my reptiles

💙Jonah: ok

💙Jonah: I got it

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✨Evelin and Sarah✨

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🌷Evelin: I broke up with him, but we agreed to still be friends bc he does great as a friend just not as a boyfriend

🌺Sarah: Fr?

🌺Sarah: like, you actually ended it?

🌷Evelin: Yeah, let me quote myself, "I wanna be ur friend, not ur girlfriend"

🌷Evelin: And he was like "okay, I think that'll be a bit awkward, but we can do that"

🌺Sarah: u guys might get back together tho

🌺Sarah: i think just a break

🌷Evelin: Nevermind, he doesn't even wanna be friends

🌺Sarah: talking stage

🌺Sarah: type of thing

🌺Sarah: well

🌺Sarah: you still have me and Dave

🌷Evelin: He told me not to talk to him and I told him I'll give him his sweater on Monday and I won't talk to him anymore

🌷Evelin: drama queen much

🌷Evelin: is that mean?

🌺Sarah: wtf

🌷Evelin: maybe

🌺Sarah: nah

🌷Evelin: he can just sit with other Adam

🌷Evelin: they're friends

🌺Sarah: yeah

🌺Sarah: or with Jonah

🌺Sarah: I like my answer better

🌷Evelin: he'd die if he had to sit with Jonah

🌷Evelin: it'd be kinda funny

🌺Sarah: exactly

🌷Evelin: I can't believe he said "don't talk to me" as if he listens to me when I talk to him anyway lol

🌺Sarah: Bro 💀

🌷Evelin: And now he's begging me for a second chance 😭

🌺Sarah: wow

🌺Sarah: that would be more awkward

🌷Evelin: he's just very interesting

🌺Sarah: ur gonna get back with him

🌺Sarah: just give it a week

🌷Evelin: no we are not

🌺Sarah: ok

🌷Evelin: with the way he's being rn I'd rather just not talk to him

🌺Sarah: yeah

🌺Sarah: me too

🌷Evelin: My mother's like "aw why, he wanted to have a job that made a lot of money" and it was funny

🌺Sarah: wow

🌺Sarah: lol

🌷Evelin: I swear she only likes the ppl I'm with if they have money or plan to do something that will make a lot of money 😭

🌷Evelin: She's shallow, she married dad bc he was making a bunch of money at the time lol

🌺Sarah: honestly I don't blame her

🌺Sarah: I would too

🌷Evelin: I agree with her, but, like, damn

🌺Sarah: easy way of living life

🌷Evelin: true

🌷Evelin: He's still going so I was like "but being friends is :("And he was like "and dating me wasn't fun"And I was like "no"

🌺Sarah: damn

🌺Sarah: bold

🌺Sarah: ur right tho

🌺Sarah: He never acted like a boyfriend in front of others therefore that's why Jonah thought me and you were dating

🌺Sarah: little does he know I'm dating someone else

🌷Evelin: ahahahha

🌺Sarah: you should tell him that

🌷Evelin: he just doesn't boyfriend the way you do

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✨Jonah and Adam ✨

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💙Jonah: my mother is arguing with me abt school

💙Jonah: so mean

💜Adam: why

💙Jonah: bc she's mean

💙Jonah: I dunno

💙Jonah: I think she just wants to argue

💙Jonah: such are mothers

💜Adam: makes sense

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💙Jonah: you been talking to Eve?

💜Adam: yeah

💙Jonah: what happened?

💜Adam: I still don't know what she's got going on

💜Adam: kinda just ignoring her rn

💙Jonah: ohh ok

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✨Ruth and Thatcher✨

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🤍Thatcher: I'm thinking abt dying my hair fr, so, I'm taking suggestions for what colour/colours

🤍Thatcher: Like, I'm gonna probably do it later tonight or tmr

🌻Ruth: dark blue

🤍Thatcher: okay :]

🌻Ruth: half blue half black

🌻Ruth: or purple and black

🌻Ruth: blue and purple

🌻Ruth: something with blue or purple

🤍Thatcher: those are Dave's favorite colours :0

🤍Thatcher: haha

🌻Ruth: actually? Never knew that

🤍Thatcher: I have blue, I'd just have to buy purple

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✨Mark and Cesar✨

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🍓Mark: *picture of their mark on their final project (team project)*

🍄Cesar: woohoo

🍄Cesar: 95%

🍓Mark: yeah

🍄Cesar: we're awesome

🍓Mark: I thought the interview was alright though, probably my fault

🍓Mark: you are

🍓Mark: I sucked ass

🍄Cesar: U were fine, but u could tell u weren't completely sure what u were talking about sometimes

🍓Mark: Exactly

🍄Cesar: <3

🍓Mark: you probably still would have maybe not me

🍓Mark: but I'm proud of you

🍓Mark: I wasn't sure abt anything I'm gonna be honest

🍄Cesar: Well, it was more fun bc we worked together, it wouldn't have been the same without u :]

🍓Mark: thank u

🍓Mark: I feel special for once

🍄Cesar: No need to thank me, it's just how I feel :>U pretty much motivated me to get shit done with it hence why I'd get so pissy when things weren't getting done, bc I don't care for my own grades but knowing ur grade could have been bad bc of me it made me actually want to work on it

🍄Cesar: Also, give urself some credit, u did ask Mrs. Buckle the questions, I probably wouldn't have bothered

🍓Mark: I have an 83 in that class, I wasn't worrying much about it, just wanted to get a decent mark out of it. I care about your marks because you're my friend and I wanna graduate all together

🍓Mark: I have patience with you, I don't with most people. Sometimes I lose it but at times I can't take it yk

🍓Mark: I could've worked on it sooner instead of last minute though

🍓Mark: But thank you for doing it for me, you did it for yourself.

🍄Cesar: <3

🍓Mark: love youuu

🍄Cesar: love u toooo

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✨Adam and Sarah✨

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💜Adam: fuck you

🌺Sarah: I though u were being the bigger person and ending the conversation

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💜Adam: I can do the showcase tomorrow btw, unless you're still mad and don't want me there. Then ig you can do it

🌺Sarah: I'm not doing it alone, u better be there

🌺Sarah: My throat hurts to much to speak so if u can be there that'd be great

💜Adam: I'll be there. Are you and eve still mad

🌺Sarah: If ur over it we're over it

💜Adam: I'm over it, I should apologize to Evelin. Im sorry for Thursday with the Jonah thing and for the dance. I just needed Eve at the time and I'm sorry

🌺Sarah: whatever you say.

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✨Adam and Jonah ✨

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💜Adam: hey

💜Adam: you there

💙Jonah: hi

💙Jonah: bus

💙Jonah: on it

💙Jonah: soon

💙Jonah: getting on it

💜Adam: ok

💜Adam: I have a lock with a

💜Adam: key

💙Jonah: okay.

~~~~~~

#Mandela Catalogue #Texting #the mandela catalogue #adam murray #jonah marshall #mark heathcliff #Ceser Torres #cesar torres #thatcher davis #ruth weaver #Dave #sarah heathcliff #tmc evelin

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cherienymphe · 5 months

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This Rafe fic is slightly reminding me of this guy I️ dated for literally five days who was showing his crazy and possessive side already.

STORY TIME! (This gets progressively worst)

The next couple of days he clingy, blowing up my phone, asking to see me. And I️ did see him, and he wanted me to stay over so bad but I️ live with my dad so if I️ ever stay out later than 11 he gets concerned so I️ told him I️ couldn’t and he got pissed and swore I️ wasn’t into him?

The third and last time I️ saw him was the worst. I️ was at a family friend’s quincenera and earlier that day I️ told him a friend from out of town was visiting and that we would be going out to the club and I️ invited him to come. He agreed. While at the quince, he asked if I️ could pick him up from bourbon street (during Mardi Gras mind you, like that’s crazy) and me being kind, agreed. So I️ was forced to leave the party early to get him. When I️ picked him up, he asked if I️ was staying over that night and I️ was confused and reminded him of our previously agreed upon plans and he had the nerve to flip out on me in MY CAR?? And said that he was tired and didn’t want to stay out till late like a teenager (I️ was freshly turned 23, he was 25 so like???) and then when I️ reached his house he sarcastically told me thank you for the ride and slammed my car doors. I’ve never been treated horribly like that before (I️ always demand princess treatment, my father would’ve killed him if I️ told him all this) so I️ broke down in my car wondering what the fuck just happened 😭?

And you would think this would be the party where I️ just go drink with my friends and forget abt him but NO. Just as I️ finished my 5 min crying session and calling my friends for support, he texts me that he’ll go with me but said he’s not gonna enjoy it 💀? And I️ was like okay…maybe we can just talk abt this? (You know, LIKE ADULTS!) but he got back into my car and was silent the whole time I️ drove to the club. I️ parked in the parking lot, told my friend I️ was on my way but my phone was dying so that was the last she heard from me for a while. I️ go to change in the backseat because I’m still in a gown from the party and change into a shorter dress and he follows trying to feel me and kiss me and I️ let him because truthfully, I️ am 4’11 and he’s like 6’3 and we were alone so I️ was kind scared for my life 😭 when he felt my hesitation, he went off on me again saying I️ wasn’t affectionate and in my head I’m like bro, we just met and you already showing your crazy like u scaring the hoes rn. At that point I️ was so tired of arguing, I️ was just like omg pls shut UP! We go into the club, I️ paid the $30 cover (10 for me, 20 for him) and we get inside and before we went in he told me to not leave him alone. I️ also need to mention that we are at a Latin club filed with mostly Hispanics because me and my friends are Hispanic (mainly Mexicans and Honduras). (Yes this is an important detail later). I️ head to the bathroom because get this, I️ asked him earlier if I️ could use the bathroom at his house and he straight up said NO because I️ don’t care abt him so why should he care abt me. 😐 After I️ came back we started a search for my friend, because I️ couldn’t ask her where she was at, my phone had died so my only option was to search the entire club. We searched the main areas like the bar and hookah lounge but the only place I️ haven’t searched was the dance floor. So I said let’s go look and he refused because it was full. I️ said okay let me go search and I’ll be right back and he flipped again and said “SERIOUSLY? I️ told you not to leave me and what do you go ahead and do?!” He then proceeds to walk off and get a drink at the bar. I️ follow him, feeling…idk what and that’s when he noticed he was the tallest guy there (because duh 6’3 white man). He then started to get paranoid that everyone was staring at him and I️ tried to play it off like yeah haha you’re the tallest one here. He was mad I️ had to order his drink for him because the bartenders only spoke Spanish and at some point I️ disassociated because I️ was like what is happeninggggggg. But as I️ stared into space, he took it as me looking at another man and he went off on me again “OH why don’t you go be with HIM then?!” And pulled his phone out to call an Uber.

And you think this is where it would end but NOPE 😭 my dumbass ain’t learned my lesson. I️ was likening I’m sorry damn! Let’s go since you wanna leave so bad! We was in the club for abt 15/20 minutes like…..

So we get back to my car and he’s like laughing all sarcastically like “guess Louisiana girls aren’t for me” (he’s from North Carolina), and then asked him why I️ would bring him to a bar with Mexicans who wanted to JUMP HIM??? I️ was like WOAH?! Bro was delusional as fuck, ain’t nobody wanted to jump him, what the hell 😭? And he talking bad abt my people like that did not sit well with me all ALL! I️ wanted to tell him to gtf out my car so bad but I’m a nice person so I️ wanted to bring him home and just be done with this shitty night. Like it was so bright at that quince and when so downhill. So I️ start crying, AGAIN! This time in front of him, and he started getting softer and semi apologized but basically said it was my fault for not being more affectionate? So we get Burger King (as if I️ wasn’t already suffering enough) and he asks if I️ could stay the night and since he was like being a bit nicer than earlier I️ agreed. But when we got to his home, first of all, I️ just cannot sleep in a bed that ain’t mines, and second that whole night wore me down and I️ was building resentment so bad 😂 so when he passed out, I️ tried to sneak out the door but he woke up and got MAD. I️ was like nope, it’s like 3 am at this point, I’m TIRED. I️ just said I’m leaving and that’s it.

Girl he started blowing up my phone, telling lies like I️ was trying to use him for his money (he never bought me a single thing that entire time except the Burger King), that I️ was trying to get him jumped by Mexicans, I️ brought him to the club just to sleep with other guys. I️ was really taken aback by his delusions! And then he demanded I️ come back because he lost his vape and crystal given by his mom and his cashapp card, and you would’ve thought I️ would’ve just left but nope, I️ was like ugh fine let me see if I️ got his stuff. Pulled over to a McDonald’s, searched my car, nothing. I️ told him that too and he claimed I️ was a liar and demanded I️ come back. I️ turned around, let him look, he demanded I️ help him, I️ refused at that point, and then he slams my car doors AGAIN and calls me a useless fucking bitch and stuck his middle finger out at me and yes besties that was finally the straw that broke the camel’s back for me!

If I️ could show yall screenshots I️ WOULD. Once I️ drove off he then continued to insult me on text abt how I️ stole his things and demanded I️ pay him back and me being a Capricorn, that’s where I️ decided to draw the line. You can play with me but my money??? No ma’am 😭! I️ finally blew up on him and told him he was the worst person I️’ve ever met (and I’ve been r worded and I️ think my r pist is more polite than this omg) and that he was a fucked up, paranoid and delusional mf and that I’m glad the bitches he met before me robbed him because he deserved it. And that’s when he started calling my phone. I️ almost risked an accident trying to block his number because he kept blowing it up the entire 30 minutes I️ was trying to get home, he was PISSED.

So he never physically abused me by that mental and emotional torture was crazyyyyy. And I️ just wanna say that the reason I️ put up with him for so long was because 1. I️ actually did think he was cute and I️ thought we had a connection so I️ naturally wanted to work things out. I️, like TD reader, was caught off guard by the way he acted because this was the first time a man has ever been MEAN as fuck towards me, like in my FACE. And I️ just didn’t know…like I️ was really thrown and caught off guard. 2. Like I️ said before, our height and weight difference had me intimidated, he could’ve really thrown me like against my car or choked me out so I️ was trying hard to placate and calm him down because he was physically bigger than me. I’m glad he didn’t get physical because it really would’ve been over for me. This why I️ never say never because it really can happen to you out of NOWHERE.

Anyways yall don’t worry abt me, he’s blocked forever and im now dating a super sweet lawyer 🥹

Even after all this the one thing standing out in my mind is you pretending Burger King isn't good

Anyways in all seriousness wtf 😭 I'm glad he's blocked bc ain't no way. He would've had one time to slam my doors and asking to be picked up off bourbon street during Mardi Gras? He would've been SOL I'm sorry

#asks

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jockbender · 2 years

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Encounter with Akbar

When I found the old brass lamp as I was helping dad clear out Aunt Jane’s house, I couldn’t help rubbing it.

Before she died, I’d never met her and even though dad had said she was ‘kooky’ I’d never really taken him seriously until I started to help clear away the weird occult junk that filled her house.

Obviously, I didn’t expect anything to happen when I rubbed my thumb on the side of the tarnished old lamp but when a cloud of purple mist streamed out of the nozzle and condensed into this built Arab guy in silk pyjamas, I realised I’d hit the jackpot and found a bonafide genie.

Introducing himself as Akbar, the genie of the lamp, he proudly announced that with the three wishes he would grant me as his new master, I could turn my dead end life around and live my dreams of being one of the successful, popular guys at college.

Naturally my first wish was to be the richest guy on campus. Our family wasn’t exactly poor but money was always a bit tight and I longed to have the freedom those rich kids enjoyed to buy what they wanted, go on vacations abroad and generally live it up. Sure enough, the second I’d told Akbar what I wanted, there was a flash of light and I saw in the mirror on the sideboard that I now had a slick new hairstyle with subtle highlights and was dressed head to toe in designer threads. A quick look in the expensive leather wallet that’d replaced the ratty canvas one in my back pocket revealed it was a stuffed with cash and platinum credit cards but strangely, it all felt kind of natural as if things had always been that way.

I didn’t waste any time in asking Akbar for my second wish: to be the most popular guy on campus. As soon as I said the words, he smiled, winked and with a blinding flash, I found myself changed yet again.

This time, something felt a bit off though. My thoughts felt sluggish and for a moment, I found myself checking out Akbar like he was a chick or something. I mean, he had awesome muscles and it looked like he was packing a big schlong too but I’d never had thoughts like that about a bro before. As I tried to clear my head, I realised that, my clothes had changed again and I wasn’t dressed in my usual preppy polo and chinos anymore. Instead, I was wearing a black stringer tank and ball shorts which I guess kind of made sense as I was totally stacked with muscle just like the dudes at the gym who do nothing all day but lift, down protein shakes and juice themselves with roids.

Adjusting my cap in the mirror so the bill pointed back like I usually wore it, I couldn’t help checking out my thick, heavy guns and swole forearms as the muscles flexed under my tight skin. I began to throw a boner in my ball shorts as I checked myself out and even though Akbar was still hovering there, I was thinking about stroking one out to my reflection when dad suddenly walked in on us.

Weirdly, he didn’t pay any attention to Akbar as he continued with his usual bitching about how I was a slacker and wouldn’t ever be smart enough to join his law firm when I left college. I never got what made him think I’d be interested in working with those stiffs, after all, it wasn’t like I needed the money and the guys who worked there were a bunch of uptight losers.

As dad carried on yammering about cutting out the all night keggers and studying harder, I finally flipped and without really thinking it through, wished that he’d quit bitching and accept me and my lifestyle. As soon as I finished speaking, Akbar clapped his hands, laughing out loud as another flash of light filled the room but this time, when the flash faded, Akbar and the lamp had disappeared and it was just me and pops in the room. Well, someone who looked kinda like pops...

Instead of the stuffy, overbearing lawyer who’d even wear a dress shirt and slacks at the weekend, pops had turned into a swole as fuck bodybuilder, dressed up like a total muscle-bro in ball shorts and a Miami heat jersey. He even had a ball cap on backwards just like I like to wear mine.

He didn’t seem to notice anything was different, but when he started talking excitedly about finishing up and heading to the gym for leg day, I realised it was more than just his appearance that’d changed. He sounded like a total bro, all cocky and overconfident – more like one of my buds from the frat than a fifty year old lawyer.

As we finished packing, it was kinda weird to see pops acting like one of the bros but once we got to talking about lifting and his next competition, it was easy conversation like I have with the guys back the frat. After a few minutes shooting the breeze, I couldn’t remember why I’d ever thought pops and me didn’t get on, especially when it was him that got me into lifting.

As we took a breather before locking up, I caught myself checking pops out, especially the bulge of his massive baby maker outlined in his shorts. He must have noticed because he grinned, dropped the shorts, pulled his dong out from the sweaty jock he was wearing and waved it at me with a wink. For a second, something seemed weird about him showing me his junk but then I remembered how bros help bros out and before I knew it, I was on my knees taking the full length of his pole down my throat as he face fucked me and told me how proud he was.

When he finally busted his nut over my face, I eagerly licked the cum from my lips and reminded myself again how lucky I was to have a loaded, successful bodybuilder for a dad.

Even if it was possible, I couldn’t have wished for a better life!

#nerd to jock #bodybuilder #genie #transformation #mental transformation

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lovebvni · 3 months

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the people have spoken — here’s my lore <3

hellooo!! <3 you guys said you wanted to see my lore from my main dr that i actually got from js thinking about my dr!!!

for context, this is for my main mha dr <3 i am siblings w himiko toga but she also has 2 more siblings including me, kuro (kurtis is his american name; he is also himiko a twin sibling) and himari (halo) (i just changed her name as of typing this)

i js realized how y/n this sounds but ykw it’s cool shit ok?

tw for assault (or battery idk im not a lawyer), cutting of skin, drug use of minors, getting drugged .

please stop reading if there is anything that is a trigger to you. and also know this is all FICTIONAL in this reality so please do not worry abt anyone lmfao 😭😭

im going to be as brief as possible! i dont wanna type long blog although this is interesting <3

soooo our family moved back from america when i was in ~5th grade. i was like what… 10 because i started school early (i started developing fast oopsie‼️), himiko n kurt were 14/15 idk man i can’t do math their birthday is after mine 😭 but we were all still young. halo was 6/7ish

so around the time we moved back to japan and himiko real REALLY didn’t wanna go back to japan. she had friends in the us who she felt like accepted her n whatnot, she has a girlfriend she had to break up with because of the move, etc. there was lot going on in her head — it wa as big change to move back to japan so our mom could thrive in her business.

so, himiko came up with a plan — to drug her family, run away and fly back to america to continue living her life.

now, obviously, she didn’t complete the whole thing because she felt bad. she would be without her twin and two younger siblings.

she drugged all of us at a family celebration dinner. i don’t know the details for this i didn’t think it through/didn’t get told what she used. it started with an a though, idk LMDAO 😭😭

anya ways she drugged us at this family dinner then decided, as a way to show her love, she was going to take some of all our blood and cut a heart out on a various part of all our bodies.

my mom got a heart on her outer right thigh, my dads was on his right shoulder blade, kuro’s on his left arm, mine on my left eye and kiara’s on her left hand.

i don’t quite know why she did this but obviously, right for her parents, left for her siblings. idk if it means anything to her but yeah!

anyways hospitalized stitched, blah blah medical recoveries whatever.

now with this next part i’ll be kind of brief. some of kurt’s school friends found out abt the incident and they were like “hey we got set that could help u” but he decided to bring me since i was his next closest sibling — whatever.

they were older or something so they had like drugs (😧😧😧😦😦) ( i can’t take this seriously it’s insane) anyways we went to a lot of parties like every friday n saturday night but on saturdays we wouldn’t get as high bc we have church on sundays (we watch the american one online 💀)

it was crazy tho bro!!! but anyways both kurt n i have nic addictions 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ woopsie poopsie!

i didn’t script all of this btw. i just scripted the part abt himiko drugging us then fucking dipping. all this other shit was included.

also dw i won’t get cancer or anything serious from using anything 😭😭 js temp shit!

anyways yeah! sorry it’s shorter than u expected. i have a weird headache that keeps coming n going (along w migraines) so i tried to keep it short so i wouldn’t stress myself

anyways!!! i hope yall enjoyed! if u have my questions feel free to ask or smth idk 😭

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loopstagirl · 11 months

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Firefighting

@flashfictionfridayofficial prompt 202: The Devil You Forgot. Words: 1000

“Make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“It won’t. You have my word.”

“Very well. Dismissed.”

It took effort not to salute his father (unironically) before walking out. Gordon left the infirmary, hating that the debriefing had to take place in there. But no one wanted to leave Virgil, despite him still sedated against the pain of the burns.

Gordon didn’t want to leave, either. But there was something he had to do.

He moved with purpose, taking the stairs two at a time. He rapped once on Alan’s door then barged in without waiting for a response.

“Gordon!” Alan’s tone was too high, too eager. At least he wasn’t completely oblivious.

Gordon ignored him. “Tin-Tin, honey, can we have a minute?”

“She can stay.”

“It’s okay.” Tin-Tin glanced between the two brothers. “You look like you need to talk.”

As she moved, Gordon winked at her. “Loving the new parting by the way, suits you.”

“Thank you.” Tin-Tin smiled at him, but the look she shot Alan showed it wasn’t only Gordon he was in trouble with.

“I said something looked different,” Alan protested. But Tin-Tin left, closing the door behind her.

“So-,”

“Why did I just cover for you?” All the levity had gone from Gordon’s voice. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t tell Dad and Scott what really happened out there; why Virgil is in the infirmary.”

Alan went pale. “How is he?”

“3rd degree burns, Alan. How’d you think? Brains has him sedated for now.”

Alan sat down on his bed; hands clasped between his knees. He’d gone pale, but Gordon was in no mood to comfort him.

“You need to see him.”

“I can’t,” Alan muttered. “I can’t face him.”

“Deal with it. I covered for you with command, but you owe Virgil an apology. And why, exactly, did I even need to cover for you? You were on the rota to check the foam levels.”

“I did.” Alan deflated under Gordon’s glare. “I thought I did. I guess I just… forgot.”

“Forgot? The devil you forgot! Distracted, more like.”

Alan flushed. Gordon wondered how many shades his brother would go through before this conversation was over.

“I thought I’d done it!”

“No. You thought you’d skimp on it, sneak off with Tin-Tin and hope we didn’t get a rescue needing the equipment. But we did get a rescue, Al. One you didn’t even go on!”

The fires had raged hot and fierce. Gordon had joined Virgil and Scott on the ground, tackling some by hand while Virgil had taken the FireFly further in to reach trapped survivors. He was almost there when the foam had run out. It shouldn’t have done; it should have had twice as much in the tank.

But Virgil, being the heroic idiot that he was (and clearly having spent too much time around Scott), decided it didn’t matter he was in the worst of it. He’d got out, grabbed nothing more than a glorified fire extinguisher, and gone in on foot.

He’d rescued the trapped civilians. He’d got them back to the FireFly.

That was it.

Scott had ordered Gordon to use the cannon on Two to douse the rest. They hadn’t previously – too much of a risk for the trapped survivors. But it didn’t matter anymore. They trusted the FireFly could pick up where it’d failed before, and keep Virgil safe.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not me you have to say it to,” Gordon snapped. Before he could stop himself, he’d sunk on his brother’s bed, lying back. He was exhausted.

Coming home, he’d put Two on autopilot so he could be with Virgil. But it’d still been stressful, and a relief when his father and Brains had appeared.

“Why did you cover for me?” Alan asked quietly. “You could’ve told Scott.”

“Bro-code, Alan,” Gordon muttered. “Since when have we grassed each other up?”

For their entire lives, they’d been covering for each other. But Gordon propped himself on his elbows.

“But I’m not doing it again. Not for this.” He meant it. Pranks were one thing. Alan being distracted this time could’ve cost their brother his life. “You’ve gotta grow up, kid.”

“Contradiction,” Alan said, with an attempt at a smile. Gordon rolled his eyes.

“C’mere.” He held out an arm. Alan smiled, going in for a hug, then yelped when Gordon pulled him into a headlock instead, digging his knuckles into the younger man’s scalp.

As he shoved Alan away, his little brother looked at him.

“Are we okay?”

“Apologise to Virgil,” Gordon said, “then we’ll be okay.”

Heck knew he could never stay mad at his kid brother.

-x-

Back in the infirmary, Jeff looked at his eldest son. Scott wouldn’t leave Virgil’s side until his brother could come as well. There was going to be a long battle ahead of him to wrangle his boys. But he didn’t care. As long as they could get Virgil back on his feet, that’s all that mattered.

He cleared his throat softly until Scott looked up.

“Gordon.”

“What about him?”

“He’s covering for Alan, isn’t he?”

He’d guessed as soon as Gordon had made his report. If he’d truly been responsible, he wouldn’t have been standing to attention. He would’ve been as close to Virgil as he could get.

But he also knew Scott knew it. There was no way his Field Commander would’ve listened in silence if he truly thought Gordon was to blame.

“Yeah,” Scott said, his tone heavy. “It’s what those two do.”

“Go easy on him.”

“On Alan? Look what he’s done.”

“No,” Jeff smiled. “On Gordon, for lying. You boys are too loyal to each other.”

He looked at Scott, almost on top of Virgil’s bed to be there for his brother, and smiled. He was furious with his youngest, but proud of his fourth-born. It took a lot to hold onto that kind of loyalty when this was the outcome.

Alan may have a way to go. But Gordon had grown up.

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #gordon tracy #alan tracy #jeff tracy #scott tracy #flash fiction friday #the devil you forgot

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luv4fandoms · 1 year

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Most definitely (Bill S.Preston x Fem!Reader)

Ok so go easy on me, I've never actually sat down and watched Bill and Ted before (I just remember scenes in passing when I was a kid and my bros would watch it. But I'm trying to practice (I also need to just sit down and watch it fr lol) . I saw this writing prompt and my brain immediately thought of this, but yeah, the slag for them is a bit difficult for me lol.

Also I pictured the girl to be kinda like Wednesday, and her friend like Enid, Idk why lol.

Word count: 1,321

Pairing: BillxFem!Reader

Warnings: Drinking?

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

You didn't even know why you came to this party, other than the fact that your best friend in the whole world F/N was dragging you along. You both had recently moved to San Dimas after graduation, your parents wanting a change in scenery and her dad getting a better job. Though you did live a little ways away from each other, at least it wasn't the thousands of miles you were terrified of at first when her parents said they would be going. Really though it was lucky that your mom and her mom had been besties since high school and couldn't stand to be apart.

But back to the overly atrocious party that you had stepped foot in. It wouldn't have been bad if there had been at least good music you supposed, but come on, where was the Motorhead? The Metallica? The Van Halen?! All there was were drunks, newly graduated teens jumping around with cups of clearly spiked punch, either seeing how stupid they could be, or how far down each other's throats they could stick their tongues.

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea" you spoke, look around, luckily not spotting anyone you knew from your short time living here.

"Oh come on! Live a little!" Your friend yelled over the music as she pulled you further along.

"I'd rather die a quiet death," you told her,but let her lead you nonetheless. Though a little ways into her walking, she stopped.

"Hey, isn’t that the ‘super hot’ neighbor you were rambling about having a crush on earlier, over there?” she asked with a shit eating grin, causing your eyes to widen..please no.

"What?! Please say psych!"

"No I’m serious, look." You followed her line of sight towards the kitchen, easily finding the curly blonde locks of, indeed, your 'super hot' neighbor you had rambled about any and every time you talked to F/N.

"..Fuck" you breathed. You couldn't help it really, he wasn't like any guy you had ever seen before, it was like he was a Greek God walking amongst humans. Or an angel sent to Earth. You had never actually spoken to him, just little hesitant waves between you both, you didn't know what you would even say to him if you talked, or if you would be able to. His friend was far more chatty, that was the only reason you knew his name was Bill, because Ted had stopped to talk to you before heading into Bill's house. He told you they had a band, and you should come by sometime to hear them play, an offer you never had the guts to take him up on. Sometimes you really hated being shy, sometimes you really wished you were as outgoing as F/N, the social butterfly..Instead of the goth moth.

"I mean they do clean up pretty ni- Wait, where are you going? We just got here." F/N spoke, quickly catching up with you.

"Home! I only agreed to this because you said no one would know me here!" You stated, almost to the door when.

"Most bodacious neighbor babe!" Ted's voice rang out, causing you to stop just as your hand touched the doorknob.

"Are you already leaving? So not cool" he stated while throwing his arm over your shoulder.

"..Ah.."

"We actually just got here" F/N spoke up, causing you and Ted to look at her, his eyes widening.

"Whoa" he breathed while taking her in.

"You must be Ted" she smiled, before, to your dismay, adding.

"Y/N has told me about you"

"You talked about me?" Ted smiled.

"You and Bill" she added, smiling while you glared at her.

"Bill is here as well, come on! He will be most pleased to see you!" Ted spoke excitedly as he pulled you along, arm still over your shoulder while F/N followed behind. He led you to the kitchen area, calling out to Bill once he spotted him.

"Bill! Look at the bodacious babes that I found" you watched Bill turn around, his eyes meeting yours as he smiled, giving you a wave.

"Neighbor babe" he spoke, though you noticed the faint pink tinting his cheeks.

"Hey Bill" you waved back, trying not to get lost in his hazel gaze.

"Ah this is F/N" you stated, gesturing to your friend who happily waved.

"Very nice to meet the infamous Bill S. Preston"

"How did you-"

"F/N isn't this like, your favorite song?" You asked quickly, turning to her as you tried not to murder her.

"Oh my God it is!" She smiled, before turning to Ted.

"Wanna dance cutie?"

"Most definitely!" He smiled, letting her lead him to the dance floor and giving a thumbs up to Bill, who gave one back.

"They will make a cute couple" you spoke, mainly to yourself, but Bill heard.

"He is her type?" He asked, and you turned to look at him.

"How did Ted say it? Most definitely!" you told him, cracking a smile when he laughed at your impression.

"Hey, you actually do smile" he stated, causing your smile to fall.

"No wait-I didn't-I mean you don't have to smile if you don't want to-it would just be most heinous if you didn't smile-what I mean to say is you have a most beautiful smile" he rambled, the pink growing darker.

"Oh…Thank you" you spoke, your own blush darkening your cheeks.

"Hey, can I ask you something"

"Sure"

"How did your friend know who I was?"

"Oh…I'm not sure" you replied, watching as he nodded, looking off to the side with a slightly sad look on his face, dammit. He looked over at you when he heard you sigh, your eyes trained on the punch bowl.

"I…may have mentioned you in passing" you stated, trying to play it cool, noticing his smile return from the corner of your eye.

"Really?"

"Maybe"

"A most bodacious babe like you?"

"I wouldn't consider myself a bodacious babe"

"I would" you looked up at him, his eyes shining as he smiled at you, dang it why was his smile so contagious? Looking back at the punch bowl you groaned when another song came on.

"Would it kill them to play Black Sabbath every now and then?" You watched Bill's head snap back to you, having looked out at Ted and your friend.

"What?"

"Or Megadeth? Def Leppard? ACDC? Ratt? Anything!" You stressed, before looking over at Bill, and instantly your blushed darkened even more, because you had never been looked at like that before, not like how you usually look at him.

"Not only are you the most bodacious babe I have ever met, but I'm pretty sure you were the most excellent angel in heaven" he smiled at you, only grinning bigger when you giggled, that was definitely a sound he could get used to.

"Is this where you ask me if it hurt when I fell from heaven?" You asked.

"Did it?"

"No, but I did scrape my knees crawling out of hell" you replied, earning a laugh from him this time.

"That was the most excellent comeback"

"Do you maybe-wanna go out sometime?" He asked after a moment, and you swore your heart went into overdrive, your brain telling you to keep your cool.

"Yeah" you nodded.

"Yeah?"

"Most definitely" you smiled.

So there it is! Like I said, I definitely need to practice more lol. But yeah idk I think it would be hilarious to see these two with girls like this.

#bill and ted imagines #bill and ted fanfiction #bill and ted #bill s preston esquire/reader #bill s preston esquire x reader #bill s preston esquire #bill preston x reader #bill preston #alex winter

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Eywa's gift

Part 3

-Eywa gave me a gift,a gift im never ganna let go.

:Neteyam x Na'li (reader)

Mawey=calm or calm .Words that look like this are being spoken in the na'vi language

…… Neteyam pov……

We got back home in some time.Not a lot of people were outside their tents at this time.The only ones that were were some warriors and …..mom and dad.

-Neteyam Loak!

Said mom as she saw us walking to them.

-Where the hell were you two?Do you even know what time it is?

-Im sorry sir but i can explain.

-Yeah you better.

Said dad looking at me.

-Dad this time there is a good reason.

Said Loak.As i gived him an angry look.

-Neteyam got a girlfriend.

Well great.

-What?What the hell are you talking about boy?

Asked dad.

-Dad we went on a walk and as we were walking a girl jumped out of nowhere on me.

I started to explain as mom interrupted me.

-Did she hurt you?!

-No mother i am okay.She did not hurt me.As i was saying she came out of nowhere.It looked like she did not expecte us to be there.

I said.

-Yeah she looked like she thought we were were someone else,probably the sky people.

Said Loak.

-In fact when i asked her if she was with them she said she is not with the demons so im guessing she does not like them.

-Loak you Skxawng of course she was not with them.

-See he did not even think she could be on our enemies side cus he is so in love.

Loak teased.

-Loak shut it!

I said hissing at him.

-Okay both of you calm down did she say where she is from or what she wants?

Asked dad.

-Well she did say she was looking for a home and the mighty warrior hire said she could come live hire.

-Where is she?

Asked mother as she looked around looking fort he girl.

-She had to go.She said someone is waiting for her.

I said looking down.

-Dont be sad now bro she said she will come back tomorrow.

Said loak looking at me with a smirk.

-Loak!

Said mom looking at him to witch he looked at the ground as well.

-You will see her tomorrow?

Asked dad as me and Loak both noded.

-I want you two to bring her to me i want to talk to her.If she is hire alone something must have happened.Now you to go to bed.

Said dad as we both went away to the tent.

-Where were you two ?

Asked Kiri as we both go tinto the tent.

-We were with Neteyams crush.

Said Loak jokingly.

-Not my crush!.

I said hissing.

-I mean she was pretty.

Said Loak as i looked at him with an angry face.

-See you like her.

He was right i dont know why but i liked a girl i just meet.

-Tell me more.

Said Kiri as Loak started to tell her everything.

-She sounds mighty.

Said Kiri after i told her about Na'li.

-Guys can you shut it i dont want to listen to Neteyam day dreaming about a girl.

Yelled Loak.

-Loak!

Said Kiri as she pushed him.

-Will you see her again?

Asked Kiri.

-Well she did say she will be at the same spot tomorrow.

I replied.

-That is great!Can i come with you i would love to meet her.

Asked Kiri.

-Yeah like he would like that.He wants to be with her all alone.

Said Loak teasing me.I hissed at him as i replied to Kiri.

- Of course you can Kiri.Just dont bring this knucklehead.

-Heheh got it bro.

Replied Kiri.

Your pov

As i finally came back down from the halleluya mauntains Antai was waiting for me at the same spot he was siting when i left.He seemed happy to see me and i was too.

-Hey Tai Tai i missed you.

I said as i peted his head.Tai Tai was his nickname.

-Your not ganna belive it but i meet two other navis.

I said in a happy voice.In response he laid on the ground looking at me with his big eyes.

-At first i thought they were the demons.

I said the demon part with a angry voice.

-But turnes out they were navi and they looked around my age.

Antai was still looking at me but i could tell he was tired.Poor thing probably did not even close his eyes for a second.

-You can rest Tai Tai.

I said as i sat next to him.He gived me a tired but happy look as he laid his head on the ground.He was asleep in no time but i cant say the same for me.I could just not stop thinking about thet boy.

Neteyam.Beautiful name i might even say its the most beautiful name i have ever heard.I mean i did not know a lot of names .Only 3 names if i coult mine as well.But i did not care his name was pretty and he was as well.I must say i did eventaly fall asleep and for the first time in some days i felt happy.

It was a new day and that ment i will see Neteyam again.I looked around but Antai was nowhere to be seen so i just went on my way to halleluya mauntains.I will probably be early but i would like to explore around.It did not take me a long time before i was on top of halleluya mauntains.Even if i had only been hire onec i seem to remember every part that i saw last night.I walked around looking left and right , it really is beautiful.I could even see some ikrans fly in the sky.The nature hire is so calm.That was until i heard some nises.People talking again.But this time i knew they were not demons.I looked out bushes and what i saw made me freeze.A female na'vi and behind her was a demon.He was walking pretty far behind her and was talking.If that demon thinks he could hurt that girl he is wrong.I slowly started to get closer to them but they did not see or hear me.I was getting closer and closer until i was just some steps away from the demon.He was having a bow in his hand strange.But who cares.

-Yo Kiri you sure this is the place the girl is at?

Asked the demon as i jumped on him.

-Yeah i thi.Spider!

Yelled the girl as she saw me on the demon.It was just like the night before when i was on Neteyam but this time i will not back down.

-What the who are you!?

He asked a little scared.

-Do not speak demon!

I yelled.

-Stop dont hurt him!

Yelled the girl running to us as i had my knife in my hand.

-Do not come closer he is a demon he wanted to hurt you!

I yelled at the girl.She stoped and looked at me.

-Please he is not with them he is one of us.Dont hurt him.

She said like she was about to cry.I looked at the demon under me.He was pretty strange.He had blue stripes all over him like he wanted to look like us.

-You are not one of them?

I asked.

-No.

He said.I see so i did something wrong again how stupid of me.

-I am sorry i thought you were one of them.

I said getting off of him and helping him get up.

-Well its okay just dont do that again.

He said as the girl came to us.

-I will not.

I said.

-Who are you?

Asked the girl.

- Na'li.

I replied as the girls eyes opened wide.

-Your the girl?

She asked.

-You mean the girl Neteyam was talking about?

Asked the boy.They know Neteyam?

-You know Neteyam?

I asked.

-He is my brother.He told me a lot about you but i never thought you would just jump on Spider to save me.

-Brother?

I asked.

-Yeah he is Kiris brother.

Said the boy that is named Spider.

-I see again i am sorry i did not mean to hurt any of you.

I said.

-Nononono its okay im just happy to meet you.

Said Kiri.Just then i heard an ikran and just as i looked up in the sky it was landing.I hissed thinking it wanted to kill us.

- Mawey.

Said the Kiri.

-Its Neteyam.

Said Spider.

Neteyam? On this thing?

-What is going on hire.

He asked as his eyes moved from Kiri to Spider.

-Your girlfriend jumped on me but we are all good now.

Said Spider as Neteyams eyes went to me.I could see a small smile on his face as he saw me.

-Hey.

He said.

-Hello again.

I replied with a smile.

-Bro Loak was right he really has a thing for her.

Said Sider as i looked at him.

-Spider.

Said Kiri pushing him a little.Neteyam roled his eyes and looked back to me.

-My father would like to meet you.I told him about you looking for a home and he would like you to come with me.

Said Neteyam.

-Sure i do not mind.

I replied as he reached his hand out but i just looked at him funny.

-You want me to come on that thing?

I asked.

-Well yeah.

He replied.

-I am not going on that thing i would reather walk.

I replied.

-Are you sure?

He asked as i said yes.

-Well then Kiri could you take her home i will join you guys as fast as i can.

Said Neteyam.

-You mean join her as fast as you can.

Said Spider.

-Bro shut up.And you ….

He said looking at me.

-I will get back as fast as i can.

He said as he started to fly.

-Come i will show you our home.

Said Kiri as i started to walk behind her.

-So you dont have an ikran right?

Asked Spider.

-No i do not.

I replied looking at him.

-Then what do you ride or are you like me who does not have anything?

He asked.

-Oh i ride Antai.

-Who?

-Come on guys walk faster!

Yelled Kiri as i started to run after her.

-Hey wait up! Yelled Spider doing his best to keep up with us.

#avatar way of water #avatar x reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam #avatar neteyam #avatar #awow #avatar way of water x reader

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