#anyway please rb i worked hard on this lol

[juyeonszn]

JUST FOR ME

PAIRING ji changmin x f!reader

WORD COUNT 1.26k

GENRES kinda fluff ﹒smut

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, apparently ji changmin has a secret, established relationship, a whisker away ref <3, dacryphilia lol, making out, oral (m!receiving), face fucking lol, cum eating lol, lmk if i missed anything!

SUMMARY ji changmin had a secret.

MORE hellaur hellaur!! i cannot believe i’ve written 8 of these in the past month like i’m actually sick in the head. but maybe u guys are even sicker for reading them idk… once fawntober is over i think i might spontaneously combust. ANYWAY i would like to dedicate this to the resident jichang lover <3 beam <3 consider this a late birthday gift <3 if u enjoyed pls rb!

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Ji Changmin had a secret.

A very big secret that he would never dare tell to anyone else. Not his friends. Not even you. Whether it was because he wanted to keep this to himself, take it to the grave type beat, or because he was embarrassed— the world may never know.

But as you cuddle into his side, sniffling over this stupid animated movie, he realizes that his big secret might be harder to keep to himself than he thought.

He’s seen A Whisker Away with you probably hundreds of times by now, and he’s seen you cry each and every time, but for some reason this is the one that gets to him. The sight of your pretty tears trickling down your cheeks, eyes slightly puffy and lips pouty, has his thinking clouded. Typical Y/N behavior, living in his mind rent free like it was your career.

He hopes the thick comforter of your bed hides just how turned on he is, licking his lips when a tear drips down your chin and onto your chest. Don’t even get him started on your pajama choice. Nothing but a thin camisole and flimsy linen shorts. Did you know that you were just one action away from sending him into cardiac arrest?

Changmin doesn’t even notice that the movie has ended and the credits are displayed, eyes still trained on the stray teardrops rolling down your sternum. It’s not until you’re reaching above your head to stretch, leg bumping into his hard on.

You turn to him with wide eyes and a gasp. “Changmin! No way you’re fucking horny right now.”

“I’m not?” His response comes out more like a question than a statement, so of course you don’t believe him in the slightest. You give him a pointed look.

“How could you possibly be hard after watching that?” Your eyebrows raise, judging him wholeheartedly without knowing the full story. Though, he’s almost certain you’d still judge him then, too. Who wouldn’t? Getting turned on by the sight of his girlfriend crying wasn’t exactly something that people would think is normal.

“That’s— uh— that’s not what— you know what, never mind. We can just go to sleep if you’re tired—” Changmin really wished you weren’t so persistent sometimes. Then again, your persistence was the reason you were together in the first place.

“No, I’m wide awake now,” you simper, a sly little smile that looks out of place paired with the tear streaks on your cheeks. “Lemme help you, Min.”

You peel back the covers, straddling his lap. Changmin groans, throwing his head back when your barely clothed warmth presses down on his erection. Your fingers card through his hair before you lean in to kiss him.

It’s slow at first, lips moving together gently as you work yourself up. One of the things Changmin loved about you was the fact that you were always so eager to please. He had a tendency of not asking for anything unless absolutely necessary, but with your keen sense of perception, you just knew when he needed a little extra care. Like right now, for example.

His hands find your hips, grinding them into his own as he nips your bottom lip. You sigh into the kiss, parting just enough to catch your breath. He slips his fingers under the waistband of your shorts but you shake your head.

“Mm-mm,” you start to pepper kisses all over his face and jaw, trailing down his neck. “Let me do the work. You just relax, okay?”

The service top he was, Changmin thought it would be a bit difficult to just let you have the reins. However, he pulls away his hands anyway, allowing you to exhibit your magic. You smile contentedly, shimmying down so your face was level with his crotch.

Changmin watches with bated breath as you haul his sweatpants and underwear down his legs in one go. He fists your hair in a makeshift ponytail, darting out his tongue to wet his lips when you leave a sweet kiss to the tip of his cock. He hisses as you wrap your hands around the base, pumping his length agonizingly slow.

His hips buck up into your hands, teeth gritted when your lips envelope the head. Your tongue drags over his slit, collecting the precum that’s begun to form. You moan when the taste of him settles, one hand sliding under his t-shirt to claw at his abdomen.

Finally, after what felt like eternity, you take him fully into the warm coziness of your mouth. Every time you gave Changmin head, you tried not to push yourself to swallow him wholly. You were afraid of embarrassing yourself by not being able to fit his impressive size down your throat. This time was different. You felt the need to provide him the best pleasure possible.

He thinks he might combust, focus zeroed in on your plush lips going further down his length and meeting your hand. Your eyes flutter open, making contact with his as you twist your wrist and start to bob your head. Changmin groans, using his free hand to fist at the sheets below you. You looked so fucking filthy like this, ass perked up in the air as you sucked him off like your life depended on it. But good God, you managed to still look absolutely gorgeous, even with the drool dribbling along your chin.

Instinctively, his grip on your hair tightens and he pushes your head down, forcing you to engulf his cock more than you already had. You gag, but steel yourself to power through. Changmin accepts his fate and lets himself loosen up, a conniving grin spreading across his lips.

“Gonna let me fuck your face, baby?” He coos, bending his knees and putting his feet flat on the bed.

You moan in approval, pulling off just to respond. “Mhm. Want you to feel good.”

“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” he bites his lip, bringing your face closer to kiss your swollen lips, your hand still jerking him off. “I’m gonna ruin you.”

He can taste himself on your mouth and it makes his release that much more exciting. You break apart, returning to what you were doing previously. This time, however, Changmin doesn’t hold himself back. He starts to fuck up into the wet heat of your mouth, cock sliding down your throat with a choked groan following each thrust.

Your eyes water, and before you know it, tears are tracking on your cheeks. He nearly whines, all sense of restraint lost completely as you continue to wrap around him, tongue swirling around the tip and running along each vein. Changmin feels insane, his orgasm building up higher and higher the more you take him— the more you cry for him.

It’s when one of your teardrops drips onto his stomach, your thumb swiping across his hip bone, that he cums into your mouth with a moan so out of character, you almost join him. You try to swallow everything he gives you, but it’s so much that you have to pull off of him, feeling it slip down the side of your mouth. Your hips roll into the bed to release some of the friction that formed.

Changmin wipes away the mixture of saliva and cum on your chin, stamping another slow kiss to your lips. You straddle him once again, whimpering when he presses up into your already sensitive cunt.

He smiles, fingers dipping into your shorts. “You did so well, baby. Let me return the favor.”

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flashes of silver ~ lewis hamilton (lh44)

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pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!reader

summary: with the annual fia gala coming up, lewis decides to do something as a kind of thank you to his hard-working team, and invites one of the girls working for mercedes as his plus one.

words: 3.4K

warnings: cheesy fluffy stuff; a possible age gap if you squint your eyes but nothing actually mentioned; probably not accurately written shop scene (if you can't tell, i've never been in any fancy shop lol)

a/n: i had a dream. one simple dream that pulled me out of the past few months' writer's block. it was a bit of a struggle though to kinda get back into writing rhythm but whatever. i needed to get this out of my system before i go mad. first lh44 fic also!

please, don't be a ghost reader, leave a comment or rb!

"I don't have any dress that's good enough for a gala," she shakes her head ferociously, her eyes not leaving the man standing before her. She still can't fight the small voice in her head telling her that it's just a joke. A prank, probably for the team's social media pages. Why else would he approach her with something so ridiculous?

Under her curious, cautious gaze, Lewis just reaches into his pocket, and without breaking eye contact for a single second, pulls his card out and places it on the desk in front of her. "Go buy yourself something then. You deserve it anyway."

All words leave her mind, it's like her vocabulary has been completely erased. The only thing she can do is allow her eyes to widen in sync with her lips, as she tries to comprehend what she's just heard.

"Come on, take it," he encourages with a small smile.

When she still doesn't move an inch, the man playfully sighs, extending his arm to grab the card once more. With his other hand, he reaches even further, under the desktop to take hold of her hand resting on her lap. A gentle but still dynamic movement later he's pried her fingers open and placed the card in her palm. His own fingers stay there, flesh to flesh, for a second longer, before closing her fist around the plastic and retreating his touch.

As the air-conditioned, cool air hits the back of her hand again, (y/n) wakes from her trance. Her eyes flash up and down a couple times, from the driver to the card and back again. "I can't spend your money. I won't spend your money."

"I have more than enough, it's okay."

"That doesn't change what I said."

"(y/n), please. I already told the entire media team that I'm taking you. I told even Toto." Lewis presses his hands against the wooden surface and leans against it for support as he continues to stand at her desk.

The way he keeps on insisting this for the past five minutes makes her start to wonder that maybe, just maybe, he actually means it, and this is not a joke.

 "Why?"

He can still hear the disbelief in her voice, and has to control himself not to roll his eyes as he giggles. "I already told you like twice since I came here."

"But it doesn't make sense. I mean, I get it, you wanna give something back to the team for their hard work or whatever, but why don't you take literally anyone else than me?"

"You're next in line," he shrugs.

Why do his eyes always have to be so kind and so lovely and so heartwarming and so–, she stops herself before she spirals down that rabbit hole again.

"You've been working here for years, having my back all the time, and so I figured it would be a nice thank you, from me to you."

"You know, an actual thank you would be sufficient," she smiles lightly up at him after a second of silent ponder – the first crack in her indevout façade, and the first tiny wave of relief in his body.

"Okay, you know what?" Lewis pauses, waiting until her eyes flash with pure curiosity, all caution forgotten. "We're going dress shopping together. Right now."

(y/n) lets out a chuckle that comes to an abrupt stop when she sees him hold his hand out, palm up and open, obviously waiting. For her. He means it.

"I'm working," her mind says the first response it can come up with – earning an imaginary slap when she actually realises what she's just said.

(y/f/n) would kill me if she heard this, she thinks with certain memories of her avid LH44 fan best friend appearing in her mind. Who in her right mind would find an excuse to say no to an offer like this from Lewis Hamilton himself?

"I'm sure your boss will understand if you tell him who you were with and why," he chuckles, the sound making the tips of her fingers tingle and her heart flutter.

"Oh, right," (y/n) lets out a laugh, cheeks turning red in slight embarrassment as her eyes flicker down to the keyboard sitting in front of her. Her boss, Toto Wolff definitely wouldn't mind if he already agreed to this crazy plan previously.

"So, you coming?" Lewis wiggles his fingers, gathering the girl's attention. She slowly raises her head, mentally preparing herself for what she's about to do, then as if the world has abruptly changed to slow motion, (y/n) watches her free hand move up and a long second later arrive into his still waiting palm.

Just in time with his fingers tightening momentarily around hers, she can hear her own laughter jingle loud. Is this a dream?

"You're beautiful," Lewis greets her as the chauffeur closes the car door behind her, his smile creating wrinkles in the corners of his eyes – something she's always found absolutely adorable.

"Thanks," she mumbles in response, struggling to keep eye contact when she notices the intense look in his gaze.

"Maybe you could give me your stylist's number."

Upon hearing this, (y/n) can't help but glance at the driver sitting next to her, lips curling into a wide grin, exactly how he wanted. "I don't know, I'd have to ask him first to see if he agreed," she answers and they let out a giggle at the same time, both of them remembering that one afternoon a few days back.

"We really shouldn't go in here," (y/n) stops short on the pavement, her heels pressing down on the asphalt.

"We really should, though," Lewis grabs her hand without even glancing her way, pulling the girl behind him right into the shop.

"Lewis!" she hisses, stumbling in her steps as she rushes to keep up with his relentless pace. "One dress here costs more money than all I've ever earned."

"Then it's good that I already told you I'm paying," comes his immediate, somewhat deadpan reply.

He doesn't stop and doesn't let go of her hand, not until she's in the spacious changing room in the back of the extremely fancy dress shop, along with a mountain of colourful, unambiguously expensive materials. "I'll be out here waiting," he announces, then leaves her with the shop assistant, drawing the heavy, thick curtain closed behind him.

What feels like a million dresses later, the young woman helping her dress lets out an approving gasp, loud enough that even Lewis can hear it from the other side, as he's scrolling on social media sitting in the almost overly comfortable armchair, the sound piquing his interest. With one firm push to her shoulder, the woman twirls (y/n) around until she comes face to face with the huge mirror.

The silver silk is still rippling around her legs from the sudden movement, reflecting the light and thereby making her practically shine. It's modest, with thin straps on her shoulders and the neckline not too revealing, a monochrome, bright silver dress  – and (y/n) has to admit to herself that the material tightly hugging her torso is the most magical thing her skin has ever touched. She feels almost royal in it.

For the first time since they've arrived in the shop, she doesn't feel like a clown and all ridiculous when the curtain gets pulled back and Lewis raises his head to catch a glance at her. Her skin tingles and heart flutters as his eyes move down and then up again on her body just like they did several times in the past hour or so – but the nervous feeling finally gets replaced with something new, something exciting.

One simple, consenting inclination of the man's head in an upright motion, and time speeds up. The next couple minutes go by in a blur, and by the time she at last emerges from the changing room for the final time, now in her original clothes – that feel almost painfully too ordinary after the magnificent dress – Lewis has already arranged everything, and is simply waiting for her at the counter.

(y/n) thinks about the excitement she felt when she woke up in the morning, knowing that in a few hours, her dress will be delivered and she can feel the smooth, cool silk wrap around her body once more.

Now she allows her eyes to truly take in the man next to her, curiosity getting the best of her as she shamelessly checks him out. He refused to let her know what he's going to wear, only making her a promise that they're going to match. Now his body is wrapped in a suit, one that's seemingly made from the same silver silk that she has on, with something white peaking out from under it – but (y/n)'s just unable to look away from the suit itself, not even for a second. She can't help but think about how regal he looks, how he's so easily going to outshine anyone in the room. How the two of them are going to shine together. Silver, like the team they both work for. Like the Silver Arrows.

"Like it?" His voice breaks her out of her trance, and she blinks the thoughts away, hoping the makeup the girl Lewis was kind enough to arrange for her applied some time earlier effectively hides the flushed colour of her cheeks.

She nods. "You look amazing. As always," she adds, almost as an afterthought, eliciting the famous giggle from his lips, and thereby sending the flutters in her whole body into overdrive.

"We look amazing, love," he smiles, momentarily reaching over to squeeze her hand that's laying on top of her thigh, and she has to focus with all she has not to reveal in any way the effect him calling her that has had on her.

How on Earth did I get into this situation?, she wonders, eyes frantically searching for the familiar sight of Lewis in the crowd of people.

As soon as he's left her side, people flocked her like predacious birds. Not just some people, no. People who've been waiting to catch her alone ever since they arrived. People whose work includes creating drama with made up stories and rumours all too often. Journalists.

(y/n) sees no way out as they keep trying to make conversation with her, their questions whizzingly filling her ears and mind.

"Are you his girlfriend?"

"How long have you been dating?"

"It must be serious if he took you to a gala like this, is it?"

"How can someone like Sir Lewis Hamilton, dream of millions of women, who could have anyone he wanted, choose someone like you, plain, and really, a nobody?"

This is the question the driver hearswhen he gets back from the counter offering drinks, a glass each in his hands. His eyes widen, realising his mistake of leaving her alone even for only such a short time. He should've known better. He should've expected journalists here, who would come up with their theories, just because his plus one to this event is a woman they've never seen, at least definitely not with him before. He just assumed – mistakenly, as he can now see – that to a high prestige event like this, such vultures won't get invited.

This is the question that makes his mind cloud with anger. How could any person in their right mind say this to someone, anyone, but especially to such a gorgeous young woman that she is. Without a second thought, he pushes care out the window and behaves on instinct. With a softly spoken pardon, he pushes his way through the group of journalists, stepping up to her side. Even in his slightly foggy state of mind he can see – or more likely feel –the way her shoulder drop a little, relief obviously coursing through her veins finally as she moves just an inch closer to his body. Seeking for protection.

His arm moves next, on its own accord really, as he hands her one of the drinks he's brought, then using his now free hand to snake it around her waist, pulling her tight into his side. All this happens in one short second, and in the next one, he's turning his head to press a soft but lingering kiss on her temple.

Then, as if he's just remembered the gathering of people around them, looks away from her once more, searching non-stop with his eyes until he finds that one journalist who said the final question before his arrival, his stare turning cold and almost deadly. He can faintly hear the girl next to him stutter to get an answer out, but precede her with one simple sentence aimed mainly at that person his eyes are still trained on.

"You mean, how could someone like me get a woman so breathtaking as her, right?"

A beat passes when no one speaks, when no one seems to dare even to breathe, then he continues, his stare finally moving back to (y/n), gaze softening. "Because to be honest even I don't know, still looking for an answer."

Lewis smiles, sweet as ever, as if nothing like that death stare has just happened, before lifting the glass in his hand to take a sip. As the alcohol swirls around his tongue, a sudden thought pops in his mind, and within a second, he's reaching out, and with the backs of his fingers he touches her jaw, to make her turn her head towards him gently. Then, like nothing is more natural than this, he leans in and presses a kiss on her lips. To try and make what he's said even more believable.

The prior couple seconds have already left (y/n) completely bemused and speechless, but this one action of his tops them all. Her heart nearly jumps out of her chest, and she can feel her eyes being extremely wide from the surprise she's feeling, his words being on constant replay in her ears. As her mind slowly catches up to her and realises what he's most probably playing at, she pulls herself together to play her part, not wanting to ruin the act and thereby making a fool out of him – meaning simply melting into his kiss, which is really not that hard, to be frank.

As he pulls away, Lewis gazes at her a little longer than he was necessarily supposed to, then with a simple, murmured excuse us to the journalists and with his hand leaving her waist only to intertwine their fingers, he pulls her away from the spot. He keeps on moving until he's pulled her into an empty corridor, not stopping until he makes sure they are fully alone – leaving that one journalist to stand in shame, while the others can't help but think slyly about what the reason behind his hurried exit with his girlfriend could be.

In line with his abrupt stop, he drops her hand immediately, turning towards her in one swift motion with an unexpected shy, apologising look in his eyes. Before she can gather her thoughts and say anything, his voice already rings out in-between the walls of the corridor. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable – and I truly hope I didn't – and I definitely did not just use this situation for my own gains, to get some juicy stories of me in the papers or whatever, and I will never step over these boundaries again, I just wanted to stop that bullshit that journalist has started."

Thoughts finally start to make sense in her head again, but before she can get a word out, he rambles on. "And I want you to know that what they told was completely wrong. I meant it, what I said back there, word for word. Well, except the part about me getting you since obviously we're nothing like that, but I just wanted you to know that it's the truth."

He would probably keep on talking if it wasn't for her hand gently being placed on his forearm. (y/n) smiles up at him as echos of his last, firmly stated sentence still faintly ring out. "Lewis, it's okay." The driver stops and takes a breath. "You didn't have to do it though, it's not your job to... protect me from anything, especially not from what random people say."

"I know, but I wanted to. Couldn't bear it if I knew you lived on with these words in your head about yourself," Lewis replies with a small smile finally once more gracing his face.

Her eyes break the eye contact as they move down to inspect her shoes, her cheeks suddenly feeling quite hot. "Thank you. It was very lovely of you."

When he doesn't say anything, she takes a deep breath, and with that, looks back up again only to find him wordlessly watching her. Her glance flickers to his lips, noticing some residue of her lipstick smeared around his skin there. With eyes widening, she's fast to reach up and wipe it off, mumbling under her breath something about the deep red colour.

Those heavy brown eyes of his don't leave her face, following her every movement, and the same thoughts come back to his mind that he was thinking right after that very kiss. As if she could read his mind, she continues speaking, now a little louder, braver. "Especially the kiss," she says, though with an even darker red shade colouring her cheeks. "You definitely didn't have to do that, it was believable enough without it."

Lewis thinks for a second, eyes focused on her lips for a moment longer – something that she just catches when she finishes wiping the residue off –, then his glance moves further up her face to stare into her eyes, with an abrupt seriousness and determination gleaming on his face.

"And what if I say that it wasn't a part of that whole play pretend? Not really."

Her breath catches in her throat as her mind scrambles to comprehend his words and what he could possibly imply with them. "What do you mean?" she mumbles in the end, the tips of her fingers starting to itch in their sudden shaky state.

"What if I say I wanted to kiss you in that moment?"

Lewis takes a long second to pause, in which he examines her reaction carefully to know if he should continue or not. He looks all around her face, searching for clues – and easily finding them. In how her eyes sparkle in a way he's never seen them shine before, how her cheeks are flushed bright pink, how her lips slightly open in shock but their corners are curling up into the beginnings of a smile.

He decides he can safely continue.

"What if I say I want to kiss you in this moment?"

Her fingers twitch, her heart skips a beat. In that same second, his fingers reach out to grab hers, pulling them to his chest, only to press them down right there immediately. Through the cold to the touch silk, she can clearly feel his heart beating in a rapid rhythm, almost equalling hers.

(y/n) lets her eyes follow their hands, momentarily mesmerised by how beautifully their skins blend into the other, through the cracks in-between his fingers that are nearly covering all of hers. Then her glance moves higher, right to his lips, before slowly, eventually arriving to his eyes. She doesn't find it in herself to speak, doesn't trust her lips and her voice to be able to say what she truly feels and means, and so only moves her head in the tiniest of nods, careful not to break eye contact.

Lewis has been attentively waiting for her response for several long seconds now, being ready for whatever it might be. When it comes, he jumps on the opportunity like there's no tomorrow, like he's scared she might change her mind if he waits a second longer, and catches her lips with his own in a single movement, once more in the past five minutes, but this time with much more meaning to it.

notes: oh god the way i pictured this so vividly in my head following nothing but a freaking dream my mind came up with... ever since then i couldn't get it out of my head. i know i didn't do it justice with how i've written it, but honestly? i just needed to write it down before i go crazy. (and to think that i'm not even that crazy of a lewis fan... what this could've been if i was?!)

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[bunnieshoneys]

china, thoughts

nico rosberg please come to every race im so serious. hes so fucking funny and genuinely incredible to listen to, especially in quali when he was talking through the laps... god i love listening to him so much

sainz... sainz... at the risk of being biased (i dont like sainz very much, lol) i really need him to Stop! im getting a bit sick of him just consistently blaming everything but himself for performance issues and refusing outright to be a team player. Between the comments on the sprint, fighting leclerc way too hard considering it was in a sprint for one (1) point and leclerc was faster (and could have caught perez!) and considering that he was carrying damage there too! no reason to not let your teammate through at that point. then the comments on the grand prix start losing places to russell and implying it was leclerc's fault for defending against him the same way HE did yesterday? god. please. just own up to being slower. charles has had zero issues owning up to his mistakes and low performance in australia and japan (both quali issues caused partially by the DNA of the SF-24), so why can sainz not do it?

as an offshot to this, sainz crashed out in q2 of quali and it was HIS fault and the commentators/pundits have barely mentioned it???? even using it as an excuse to praise the team?? and the bias is insane. i can think of a few drivers who would be ripped to shreds for the same mistake. ultimately it didnt mean anything because he got the car going, but god.

alonso recieving three penalty points for his move on sainz in the sprint (deserved penalty, but very harsh) but stroll and magnussen committing war crimes on ricciardo and tsunoda and only recieving two??? um???? FIA????

ferrari in general was hugely underwhelming and benefitted from a shockingly bad strategy call from AM to go on the soft (alonso on the hard likely wouldve finished above sainz, at least). Mcl also benefitted.

mclaren was a LOT stronger than we thought! but i think this is likely as a result of ferrari looking weaker than expected as well, regardless, lando delivered a great drive and dotd deserved today!! (never trust lando when he says they'll be weak, hes a LIAR!)

ferrari again: seem to only work on the medium tyres right now. they have to be a bit more aggressive or hope for much hotter temps in miami because they've gone so far on the tyre deg that they can't heat the tyres or get them into the correct performance window particularly in cooler conditions

piastri has struggled all weekend with tyre deg and i still believe this is why norris is clearing him, but !! piastri was carrying SIGNIFICANT damage after the safety car incident involving RIC/PIA/ALO/STR, so he did a decent job limiting damage. he stayed incredibly calm and composed. great drive from him.

speaking of damage control, hamilton recovered very, very well. p18 to p9 isn't bad, and considering russell was only p6, probably not far off what he could've managed with a "normal" quali, so...eh. not where merc wanna be, but maybe if they wanna be higher they could build a better car /j

RB got SHAFTED today holy shit, and ricciardo was on to score points too... yikes. pretty costly but neither driver was at fault even remotely.

STROLL??? LOOK WHERE YOU'RE GOING? fucks sake man

hulkenberg points in a haas what the hell is a polar bear doing in arkansas texas (he defo deserves that chance at audi, he's criminally underrated, shitbox whisperer)

williams... im looking at you.. score points...

verstappen dunking like twenty seconds on his teammate..... bro

off track helmut marko did NOT stop yapping about sainz exposing all his contract talks LMAOO apparently RB do not want him for the money he wants, which after this weekend i can see why. hes horrible at being a no2 driver

anyway. onto miami. need a charles leclerc front row start or ill die from withdrawals. also desperately need imola to be HERE

things to look for in miami:

logan home race!

mclaren bringing upgrades

i think ferrari might be bringin some very minor things also

peace out bye

#bunny talks f1

[capinejghafa]

Hiii

I showed my mom your gifs that you made me and she really liked them :) we both like the songs and tua so it’s cool :)

Anyways, could you please do a set of Allison to cocaine Jesus by rainbow kitten surprise (idc which lyrics or seasons you use) OR a set of all of the siblings to the song cleopatra by the lumineers?

Sorry I’ve been making so many requests lately lol you don’t have do them if you’re too busy

Here’s some emoji cash and food for your troubles 💵💸 🍡🍣🧃🧋🍦🎂🫔🫔🌮

As always, thank you!

hi! i feel so honored, sometimes giffing feels like it's own bubble on tumblr so i never think anyone is going to see it beside whoever rb it. so, that was really nice to hear.

also, i ended picking the hargreeves siblings mainly because i hadn't worked on a siblings set in awhile. so, i hope that was ok! (although, if i get in a mood later, maybe i'll come back to make the allison set :))

also, also no worries! i have been in a weird creative headspace, and while it may not seem like it... it's just been hard to be motivated. so working on sets help.

#weirdwildwonderland #reply #it may not seem like i'm in a creative rut but i kind of am #it's more like i've made sets and i hate it vs i have not giffed #idk if that made sense adasd #anyways i hope you liked it

[katasstrophy]

Riverrr bby I'm so sorry if I bother u w yet another ask. I'm not sure if the prev one goes tru cause it says there was an error butttt I'm here to proclaim my love for you and all your precious works!!! What masterpieces!! I love them all, binged and screaming in the tags, also irl <333 I got those Himalayan salts tablets to clear my throat. ALSKSKJ BUT BABE!!! I really enjoy all your works I don't know how else to tell you that. But I'm kinda afraid for going all out fic after fic I'm scared it messes up and cause sumtg bad. isk how it works. PLEASE I hope not w the amount of time I rb back to back and went on an emotional rollercoaster ride! Anyways don't forget your fluids, stay sexc and get some beauty rest!!! 🦢💋

omg swan bbie you could absolutely never bother me ever!!! 🥺 this is the only ask of yours i have (besides the tokyorev one, which i will get to very very soon 👀) so you’re all good babes<3

AND OH MY GOODNESS!!!! SWAN!!! YOU ABSOLUTE GEM!!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I’M KISSING YOU SOOO HARD I’M HANDING YOU THE ENTIRE WORLD IN MY HANDS IT’S YOURS <33333 MY HEART????? ALSO YOURS SNIFFLE 🥹🥹🥹 i probably reread all your lovely amazing tags like 30 bajillion times now you are just. WAAAAHHH a dream i am so honored and incredibly happy that you liked all my fics!!!! like genuinely i’m so touched i was losing my mind right along side you. and pls never worry about the reblogs!!! as far as i know tumblr won’t hound you for it lol so GO CRAZY GO STUPID WHENEVER!!!

i’m sooooo glad you enjoyed the roller coaster ride my love!!!! 🥺🫶🫶🫶 you’re welcome back anytime mwah <333 i’m staying hydrated and sexy just as you wished (you even inspired me to fix my sleep schedule LOL) i love you so so much and i’m wishing you the best vibes ever 🤍🤍

#—my dearest<3 (swan) #HIMALAYAN SALT TABLETS TO CLEAR YOUR THROAT IM SKZJSHBDBDDNKSKS SHITTING MYSELF THATS SO FUNNY #girlie i am just… at such a loss of words 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 actual tears in my eyes you deserve everything you’re so sweet and kind to me <33 #have an amazing day/night!!

[penrose-quinn]

Hi Pen 😁

I'm thrilled you rb the writing ask post! I was secretely hoping you would so I could ask you some questions 😳. If you're not too busy and you still feel like it, I'd be super interested in 6), 11), 13), 50) and 58) (I hope it's not too much, feel free to skip some questions if you want)

I hope you're doing okay, please take good care of yourself and have a nice day ❤💗!

Hi Obsidian 💕

Thank you for asking! Ohh, I’m really not sure if I have interesting answers, but I’m flattered that you want to ask me anyway!! RL failed me so I’m actually bailing it atm haha. Dw not too much at all, I enjoyed the questions! I just hope I’m not overbearing with my answers. They’re a bit lengthy 👉👈

Likewise! Hoping you always have an awesome day and take care!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*✲ﾟ*｡⋆

6. What’s the last line you wrote?

Turned out to be more than a line, but I’ll just let this one slip! This one is from GL chap 11, just a snippet between Shin and Izana.

No one ever told him that nicotine shouldn’t be something he was supposed to crave – he didn’t mean to poison you the way he did – though he would to his little brother back then and it spared him a few more years until he could flicker one by himself on the same harbor, the same shade of night. Someday, the Black Dragon embroidered on his back.

11. Do you write scenes in order, or do you jump around?

I never write things in order lol. I jump around so much that any poor soul who takes a peek of my notes will be so confused. I see it more as stitching up a bunch scenes together and then hoping it makes sense in post-editing. I'm sadly not organized enough to plot down what'll happen point for point. I go with the flow and what feels right 😔

13. Do you listen to music while you write? If yes, what have you been listening to recently?

Yup! I rarely work in complete silence in anything. My thoughts are too loud and it's hard for me to concentrate without music or some form of noise in the background. Currently, well mostly, As It Was by Harry Styles since I'm planning to use that as a header for the next chapter in GL. Somebody to Love by Queen because I'm thinking of Shin lol. Was even debating whether I should put this as the header at first. Ship to Wreck and Delilah by Florence + The Machine for GL!MC because nothing beats a soulful song about love and self-destruction. Hmm, a few songs from Metric, POWERS, and The Smiths in between. I'm sorry this is a lot of different genres 😅 but I usually run through multiple songs to find that specific mood for scenes.

50. How would you describe your writing style?

Oof, this is a hard one. I’m not sure how to describe it, though I suppose when it’s comes to my writing I cull out as much words as possible but still try - emphasis on try :’) - to make it vivid, evocative, and surreal in a sentence. I guess this comes from attempting to emulate Japanese writers and poets since they're such masters at capturing the right words while being so descriptive and subtle in a few, simple sentences. 

Though I rely more on how people describe my writing because I don’t want to think too deeply about it haha. A friend and mutual of mine once described it as something that should be read multiple times because after every reread, they find new meanings to the words and actions of the characters, that there are these hints they have to work to find, just the 'blink-and-you'll-miss-it' nature of it. This comment always made my heart skyrocket ever since. That, and the stream of consciousness one from three respected writers (Hi Obsidian 💓) from three completely different fandoms. That one surprised me the most because all of you literally said the same thing and it made me happy :)

58. Do you have a favorite piece of figurative language you’ve written?

It's hard for me to cite a certain piece because I've already written a lot to recall something specific to be a favorite and I like my writing, even though I still think it's amateur. When it comes to figurative language, a pattern I like and notice is 'lost and found', death, distance, tenderness and violence, ghosts or whatever supernatural entity really, the act of bleeding, the act of devouring, and eyes that reveal more about the observer than the object of their observation.

It's the setting too! Seasons, surroundings, places, and even history/time as a way to convey the innermost emotions, sentiments, identities, and gradual changes of the characters and their relationships. Everything blends in so much that what's happening is surreal and a little vague which is which, what's tangible or not, is it really the rain or the sound of someone's heartbeat. That kind of thing 😊

#pen answers #i actually wasn't expecting anyone to ask me anything (i was following your footsteps in getting a mutual to rb lol) #i get excited over reading others' asks about their writing #not that i didn't get excited that you asked me 💕 #thank you again for this! #writing

[russilton]

Solution to the writing problem is easy: drop us another snippet from the a/b/o (please?😃)

This is not a solution, this is just MORE work lmao. You have added a fourth to-do to the pile.

I don’t have the tumblr explainers ready to go haha, I sit and write them all when they come in. They last redbull one took me a week. Which is why y’all have to give me questions to answer (and also why I nearly lost my shit when tumblr deleted this last one twice)

I also got like 3 comments on that, and so it’s hard to plan more when I don’t really… know? What people like? I haven’t had any more inspiration or asks on it so I haven’t got anymore to go yet, cause the asks I do have and post race ficlets have been my focus.

So y’all have to wait, or take a page out of @ruszhou ‘s book at leave the most bitchin tags and asks that helped write like 50% or the RB AU. Sorry to name drop you Ame but I love ur asks so much.

Anyway sorry to be a bummer, but it’s the truth lol

#asks #anonymous #mark’s fic tag

[cobraonthecob]

started a new drawing series of where i mash together the current drivers and feminize them and stick that in a dress based on the vibes of the team and car. started with max and checo and i promise at no point did i base her off of max's partner.

this was hard for me to design because i'm not going to try and wrangle in a lion motif when the animal in question should be a bull and checo's helmet didn't give me much in terms of design because the little portions of aztec design that does peek out from under the sponsors isn't giving me a lot to work with, so i went with the national flowers of max's and checo's nations. so that's how i found that tulips technically aren't netherland's national flower, it's the daisy? whatever the flower may be, it made it easier for me to go with the daisy since mexico's flower is the dahlia

anyways these team mash-ups will be going under a specific name for tagging reasons, first up with redbull's being called rota, coming from german word for red (rot [since the team is based in austria and that's one of the major languages]) and slapped on an a at the end to make it feminine, only for it to turn out to be the spanish word for broken.

...which for a team that likes doing driver swaps and putting spice in a driver's career in f1, is fitting. please don't yell at me, i know spanish and a bit of german lol

will probably give her a new skirt design next time i draw her because i fucked up on what i wanted (the slits are supposed to be more in front and not to the side, but i fucked up on that with the angle). the design will remain because that RB-19 floor has me like :O

ferrari, alphatauri, PRopposites, mclaren, alpine, pink momiji, alfaromeo, williams, mercedes

#nightfalcon arts #f1 #formula 1 #f1 fanart #formula 1 fanart #red bull racing #rota

[not-your-damsel]

Catch and Release Pt. 2

•Catch and Release

© not-your-damsel - Not to be read or posted anywhere else. Rb’s are much appreciated though 🧡😘

Who :: ProHero!Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader, DarkProHero!Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader (it should go without saying that everyone involved are grown adults. I don’t want to hear it from you sensitive rabid animals - you’re confusing me with someone who cares)

AN :: I’m severely thankful that this had interest for me to keep going beyond the first one. This was literally made from a random terrible thought on a drunken night lol. A huge thanks to @touyasdoll for encouraging me to post the first one as this second one wouldn’t be here because of that, and this has been beta read by @mxgenderbender (send them asks!!) & supported @literotica, I thank all you sweeties!

🧡Tagglers🧡 :: @literotica @mxgenderbender @touyasdoll @pervysenpaix @jaliat @jazzylove @deleteddewewted @fuzzyfestcat @galair @cherryriotcrash @eleventhdoctorsangel - plz forgive this being late, it’s been a hell of a week 🙇🏽‍♀️ 🧡

⚠️ :: 🔞 & ageless blogs, when I catch you, cause some of y’all never pay attention anyways, you’re blocked ASAP. This is a dark fic, and I don’t need you anywhere near it. Those are my wishes and I’ll keep it that way to the best of my ability.

Word Count :: 6.38k - about 4+k longer than the first!

CW :: Katsuki is king with you, Deku is a jerk, morning sex with Kats is great, please stay away from Deku, kthnxbyeee!

Artist :: Once again, SakimiChan and their version of Katsuki Bakugou. Be sure to please check out their work on Twitter and you can also sign up to be a patron of theirs through Patreon! Divider by @firefly-graphics 🧡

🎶When I’m away from you, I’m happier than ever. Wish I could explain it better, I wish it wasn’t true…🎵

The nights have been getting colder now that fall had arrived. You lay under a thick quilt, feeling toasty and warm, dreading when the call came to alleviate your bladder when a heavy arm draped over your middle and pulled you into a searingly hot and snug hold. This was a daily occurrence since you’d basically been demanded to come and stay with the explosive Explosion Hero - Katsuki Bakugou.

Always so rough and sharp around the edges, but once you cracked through that hard outer shell, your reward was… more or less still hard roughness but if you looked a little closer, you’d find that it was laced with some of the most amazing sweetness one could ever hope to find. This is what you’ve learned about your boyfriend of now almost six months and you couldn’t be happier.

You think happiness is for you?

Snuggling deeper into Katsuki’s almost too warm body, you melted a little deeper into the comfort and felt the pull of sleep once more until his furnace warm hand slipped under your pajama top, skimming up your stomach before brushing across your lower ribs and cupping your breast with a gentle squeeze.

You wanted to be mad, you really did especially after having felt sleep call to you once more but that fuzziness in your stomach stirred and there was no going back.

His hips rolled into you from behind and you felt how hard he already was, the rumbling deep in his throat rattled through his chest and into your back as he pulled you impossibly closer, his large hand already raising your thigh to rest against his own before bringing his fingers to his lips, slickening them with his saliva just before yanking your panties to the side to circle his wet fingers over your clit.

How many times has Izuku done this to you?

Squeezing your eyes closed tighter, you feel your muscles tense. Katsuki’s movements were causing your hips to wiggle as best they could given your positions and every once in a while you’d feel his cock glide along your slit before bumping your clit, each time you’d wiggle even more to get it to slide into you, but Katsuki was always a step ahead.

“It’s not happening, dumbass. It’ll happen when I’m good n’ ready. Hear me? I’m leading this dance, n’ I’ll lead all the other ones cause that’s jus-“

While Katsuki was talking, you maneuvered and guided him into your wet heat, thrusting yourself backwards, feeling his balls nestle in between the apex of your thighs. Peering at him from over your shoulder, you tried to read his face in the minimally lit bedroom. You knew you didn’t need to, knew he was seething and if his grip around your middle was anything to go by, Katsuki was about to show you how upset he was.

“You impatient little brat. Ya want this cock that much? You couldn’t wait two seconds, could ya?”

You were already bracing yourself, tensing all over while your one hand found purchase against his thick, muscled forearm and the other grasped up to his shoulder as you opened your legs wider for him.

“Look at you, just look at you already gettin’ ready for me to take you like a bitch in heat. Are ya? Y’my bitch in heat? Hm?”

You were already panting, at a loss for words as you frantically rolled your hips against him, but it wasn’t the same. You needed him to move.

“Katsuki, please?”

Without warning, he pulled out and slammed back into you, the air leaving your lungs and your nails biting into his searing flesh leaving indents into his battle worn skin.

“What was that? I didn’t hear ya.”

You’ve heard this before, haven’t you?

“Fuck!”

“S’not what I heard!”

Katsuki pulled out to the tip only to do it again and slam back in.

“M-more, again!”

Despite hearing his breath having gone ragged already, he tutted before groaning.

“Such. A. Needy. Little. Slutty. Hole.”

Each word was emphasized with the hard thrusting of his hips into you. Your eyes were practically rolling into the back of your head, he felt so good.

Deja vu can be a nasty bitch, no?

“Ffffuck, you’re lucky m’not lookin’ to play games with you right now, but when we get home from work? Fuck if I’m gonna be lenient with ya.”

You felt his arms tighten around you more before he settled into a steady pace, clearly wanting to chase both of your highs.

“Throw it back, baby, I can feel that tight hole getting there, fuck! Show me everything you got, give it to me already…”

You were too close to stop or falter now as you worked your hips into a circular thrusting motion while he pistoned inside of you.

Goosebumps broke out over your flesh despite being overwhelmed by the heat radiating off his body, he never failed to get you to that precipice of bliss in no time flat and it would almost be scary if it wasn’t so goddamn good.

The both of you can hear the squelching of your arousals as they continuously met, and you felt that familiar creeping sensation in your lower gut, that band beginning to fray as it prepared to snap and the tingles in your cunt as it throbbed around his length.

“I’m gonna cum, firecracker, m’gonna fuckin’ cum, I- Oh shit…”

Just hearing how overwhelmingly aroused Katsuki was is what made you cum first. Your hips “rising” as though you were on your back, but actually being on both of your sides they only pulled away from him until he forced you back into him, keeping you in place as he released his overly warm load into you with one last thrust.

“Fuck, Kats, gods…”

“Goddamn, babe,”

You went to move a little and he hissed, gripping your hip tighter in warning.

“Hold still, little dumbass. I’m fuckin’ sensitive and m’not trying to get outta ya so fast.”

He grumbled, grabbing your jaw to turn your head towards him where he gave you a feverish kiss. It was always after having sex with Katsuki that you would note the stark differences between him and Izuku. Izuku would do his thing and either roll over and sleep, or be out the door within 10 minutes - always equipped with an excuse as to why he was leaving so quickly.

“I’ve got some more patrols to do, puppy. Someone’s gotta keep the area safe, right? Who better than me?”

“Oooh, I’m sorry, pup. I just got a notif that they need me for an attack that’s in progress. You’ll see me later, yeah? Wish me luck, not that I’d need it but coming from your pretty lips? That’s all I ever want to hear.”

“You want to cuddle? But I’m so tired, baby, n’so hot after that pounding I just gave you, I don’t wanna get you all sweaty like me. Let me cool down. I’ll treat you when we wake up, I’m not expected anywhere until tomorrow afternoon. Get some sleep.”

Whereas with Katsuki, he would shower you with love and attentive care after making love and he not once ever gave you a reason to doubt his love and affection for you. He’d clean you up, damn near aggressively insisting upon it. He’d make sure you were nice and hydrated after the fact, knowing how hot his body could run and coupled with drilling you, he could always see how much you needed water after being with him.

“Hey. Hey! You need t’drink. Here, I grabbed these water bottles before coming into the bedroom for you.”

“Ya alright? Good, I wanna clean you up so don’t even think about moving. Hah?! M’not bein’ sweet, ya little dumbass!! M’just cleanin’ up my messes like a responsible adult!”

“C’mon, I got you, teddy bear. I’ll carry you to the bathroom n’ we can get clean together. Tsk, the hell’re you lookin’ at me with those bedroom eyes for? Quit lookin’ at m- Hey! I’m not blushing!! Get over here, y’little brat!!!”

As you lay there in his arms, with his large scarred hands softly stroking your skin as he leisurely waited to slip his softening member out of your warmth, you knew without question that you’d rather be with Katsuki than that dumb egotistical “hero” Deku any day.

You and Katsuki spent the rest of the morning getting ready to leave for work, you now being a secretary and assistant to him at his agency for the past month and a half since the last incident with Izuku.

You were grateful, really. It was convenient to be able to both come and go together to the agency for the most part, some days you’d return home without him due to him being busy. You’d also get to spend lunch with Katsuki when he was available for it which wasn’t most of the time, but it was still very pleasant to be able to when you could.

Katsuki drove you both to work that morning, pulling into the agency’s underground parking garage and into his personal plaqued parking spot. From your seat you twisted to the right and reached back to grab at the two stacked and wrapped bento boxes you’d made that morning when you were done showering with him and waited for him to get ready.

Carmine eyes looked to you after he unbuckled his seatbelt as you brought the boxes up front, adjusting your office friendly ribbed turtleneck one piece. If he was being honest with himself, he could look at you on display in anything and you’d make it look good, make it all your own.

His eyes traveled the length of your legs, taking in the heels you were wearing - ones he got you when he’d taken you to a newly opened restaurant that was notoriously difficult to get into. You catch Katsuki smirking at the memory of how he absolutely ruined you that night.

“…Kats, baby?”

He focuses again and he sees you offering his larger bento box to him with a soft look on your face. That alone softens his own stare and he takes it from you gently.

“Thanks, sweetheart. What’s in it today?”

You frowned. He usually asks what’s in the box when he’s not gonna eat with you, but instead be out for patrol or a call.

“Some of that Unagi we got yesterday at the market. So I made simple Unadon but I made sure the tare sauce was extra spicy - my secret way, just for you.”

You winked at him as you stroked the scruff of his cheek and he could just melt. He loved that you went out of your way to make sure his dishes were as spicy as you could make them, knowing they added huge advantages in helping him produce a more biting sweat he could either store away or use immediately in a fight. What he loved more than that was that you didn’t have to do it at all to begin with, but still did anyway.

He leans over in his seat, bulky body crowding the left side of the car as he puckers his lips towards you. You’re giggling, feeling a mixture of heat and butterflies erupt in your stomach at how cute he can be just for you, this hard, abrasive man who’d go soft and sickly sweet when you were alone.

You’re grasping his face on either side of his head and kissing him deeply, the both of you breathing through your noses, still tasting faint hints of toothpaste on each other before pulling away and undoing your seatbelt.

You both exited the car and after Katsuki looked around the garage for a moment, he interlocked his large fingers with your own and took you with him to the elevator. He didn’t need anyone teasing him about it later in the office or gossiping about it - if they knew what was better for them.

After parting from one another to be stationed outside of his office and handing him his pile of files to go through, you made it to your desk, putting your lunch in the mini fridge under it and getting to work on setting up his schedule for the week.

The morning dragged on boringly. You’d heard Katsuki on the phone to his own superiors, hearing him trying to tamp down his rising anger without much hope.

They were getting on his nerves and every once in a while you’d look back at him in his office through the large window panes that framed it only to see him ruffling blonde spikes in frustration.

You watch his emotions run through him, see his jaw flex as he clenched it, or laze back in his large leather office chair in defeat with his arms drooped off to the sides of the rests.

Just a little after 12, you look over to Katsuki after hearing him snap violently at the most recent person you’d forwarded to his phone, only to see him looking back at you already. You smiled at him apologetically and it earned you a wink from him before he barked into the phone again, distracted once more.

Turning back in your seat, you felt heat rise in your cheeks and you patted them to calm them down before pulling yourself in closer to your desk to continue working.

“I’ve always loved that flustered look on your cute, little face.”

You dropped the pen from between your teeth, hearing it hit the top of your desk as you looked up to green eyes that were already locked on you. You could pinpoint each emotion that ran through you in the 4 seconds you took him in - all of them unpleasant.

“Iz-Deku! Hello!”

You managed, still shocked he was actually standing there looking at you. You’d hoped it would come out as though you weren’t at all affected by seeing him there, but this was all so surprising that you couldn’t even if you’d tried.

“So, this is where you been this whole time, puppy? Landed yourself a hot little secretarial job with number 2, huh? That’s nice, real nice.”

His features were tight, as though he were struggling to accept that you’d basically been under his nose this entire time.

“I’m also Katsuki’s assistant…”

He squinted at you at this, wondering how deep your job entailed with that title and it angered him.

“How many times have I offered you a spot at my agency?”

He asked lowly, quietly. You do remember him asking you so many times you’d lost count of it all. He was so insistent upon it, having you close by where he could always see you, but you knew better. You knew how awkward it would’ve been to work there with him, knowing Ochaco and his kids would come by whenever they wanted, and you were not gonna torture yourself like that. You also didn’t want to risk Ochaco seeing the way he’d eye you up and down, or gods forbid, even worse, should you be fooling around in his office and she dropped by… kids in tow.

“I’m not gonna torture myself while you enjoy me sitting prettily at your agency as I watch you play family in front of me. Is that for Katsuki?”

You pointed to the sealed manila envelopes in his arm.

“That’s because you leave the torturing to me, baby.”

Your eyes snapped up to his, freckle dusted cheeks grinning so devilishly cute, the one he’d use when faced with the press, a single dimple on display that made anyone swoon.

Izuku shifts then, quite fast and sudden, he’s crowding your space as he’s getting ready to hand over the stack of manila envelopes. Not expecting him to move so suddenly, you scare a little and your quirk goes off, pushing his unexpected body back a little from the force of your Push Back, the sound of your quirk filling the room. He’s looking at you, slightly stunned and you’re looking away in embarrassment. You say,

“J-just put them down, there please.”

Pointing to an empty spot on your desk as you clasp your sweaty palms together. Izuku does so slowly, staring at you the whole time as he places the files down before placing a large scarred hand on top of it.

“You,”

You both turn to see Katsuki standing just outside his office doorway dressed in his hero gear. He’s clearly been called for something and you hate that he’s leaving at this moment.

“What the fuck’re ya doin’ here, Deku?”

Izuku smiles widely, brightly even, but it never manages to reach his neutral eyes.

“Kacchan! Long time no see, how’ve you been? Anything new lately?”

Izuku keeps his hand on top of the sealed manila envelopes, but hunches over your desk a bit, slight show of dominance over your workspace and Katsuki’s quick to notice.

“Ya got business with me, you fuckin’ come to me.”

Katsuki snaps at him, red eyes glaring Izuku down under darker blonde furrowed brows.

“Well, isn’t this what you have a secretary for? Why so heated?”

Katsuki sucks his teeth, tilting his head a bit.

“Not her! Y’know me, so y’come directly t’me!”

Izuku smiles inwardly at this.

“Bold of you to assume that I don’t know her, Kacchan.”

You want to die. Halfway into your Monday and you want to curl up and absolutely die of embarrassment. You wished you had a telepathy quirk so you could shut him up from saying anything more to Katsuki.

It would be like this, wouldn’t it? It would be like Izuku to come in and ruin this great and wonderful thing you’ve got going with Katsuki. You watch as Katsuki stays silent, face still angry, but never looking to you.

Katsuki finally looks your way after a whole minute of pure uncomfortable silence while watching the two of them stare each other down - one with condescending viridian eyes, the other with molten crimson despise.

“You, you’re excused to go to lunch. Go on.”

You nodded and lent down to take out your bento box from your under desk mini fridge before getting up to head out of the newly stuffy atmosphere.

As you made to exit the room that acted as the outer office before Katsuki’s core office, you turned abruptly. With your heels clicking on the ground, you pass Izuku and walk right up to Katsuki where you placed a hand at his cheek, thumb stroking with adoration and sincerity. He’s looking at you with slight disbelief, but only for a fraction of a second.

“Be careful, yeah?”

Katsuki’s gaze softens enough for you to catch, and he nods with a grunt. As you turn away, he grabs your arm and pulls you into him, gripping you to him in an almost soul crushing hug. Izuku watches on, false smile long gone as he takes in the scene before him.

A searing jealousy rips at Izuku’s ego more than his heart and Katsuki’s eyes flit up to look him dead in the face.

I can display dominance too.

Katsuki smirks at Izuku who’s flexing his jaw uncomfortably. His green eyes narrow when he sees Katsuki’s thick arms squeeze you tighter into him, veins coming to the surface with the action.

As you pull away from him, Katsuki looks down at you and you see that he needs you to leave. He gives you a flash of apologetic eyes and you take your cue to head out, passing Izuku on the way again.

“It was so good to see you again, puppy.”

Izuku smirks, watching Katsuki bristle at this unknown pet name. What in the fuck is going on here? You stop in your tracks at him calling you that, but brush it off and continue out the door.

“Hey!”

You turn not knowing who Katsuki’s addressing, you or Izuku, but you get your answer immediately.

“See ya when I get home, little dumbass.”

You beam at him and nod with a smirk of your own and head out the door, leaving Katsuki and Izuku together alone as you rush to the bathroom.

Both men stay staring at each other once you leave, silence falling over the room once again. Izuku looks very unpleased, he didn’t know you were now going to Katsuki’s place. He hadn’t been there since he last saw you at yours. He’s thinking more on this new development as Katsuki abruptly rushes up to him.

“What in the fuck d’ya think you’re doin’, Deku?”

Katsuki’s tone is low, threatening even.

They’re both standing close to one another, close enough to reach out and hit should one of them so desire.

“I don’t rightly know. What am I doing, Katsuki?”

Izuku took a fraction of a step closer so that he and Katsuki were now an inch apart. He knew he was pushing buttons that he shouldn’t’ve been, especially using a name he never used. But Izuku was angry, and he sort of wanted Katsuki to know about it.

“Don’t ya fuckin’ play dumb with me, Izuku. What the fuck was that exchange?”

Katsuki naturally stood slightly taller than Izuku, looking down at him through impatient eyes.

“I don’t follow as to why you care. Isn’t she just a coworker to you? Or is there something more? Is that why you’re meeting “at home” later?”

Izuku taunted.

“The fuck’s that any business of yours? Next time y’come here, y’either come t’me, or y’ask one of the male staff here t’look for me for you.”

Katsuki snapped back.

“Isn’t that why you have a cute little secretary that’s right outside your office?”

Izuku crosses his arms across his broad chest, muscles flexing in show.

“Unless… don’t tell me, is she special to you, Katsuki?”

Izuku asks, eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief in them.

“I see ya dropped off what y’needed to, I’ll take a look at ‘em when I get back or when I get home. You can see yourself out, Deku.”

Katsuki pushed passed Izuku to go and make it on time to the call he was asked to attend to. As he watched him leave, Izuku counted a minute before leaving the outer office himself in search of you. He’d seen you take your bento box with you, so he popped his head into the break room to see if you were in there.

Empty, save for a man who was refilling himself some coffee. Backing out, he looked left and right down the hall until he noticed the doors to the restrooms. Glancing around again, making sure the coast was clear, he walked up to the women’s bathroom, briefly opened the door and crouched as fast as he could before catching your legs and heels as the only ones in there.

Smirking, he quietly dipped inside and locked the door. You’d been in the bathroom trying to calm your nerves after the whole situation you’d just been through. Why was this happening now? Life always had a way surprising you unpleasantly, and this time was no different. You sighed, figuring you should get up and go to the break room to eat your lunch before getting back to your office and working some more.

You were about to stand up in the stall you were in when you heard the lock click, making you freeze in place. Keeping absolutely still and silent, you listened out for any more noise until you heard heavy footfalls coming your way. The majority of the women in the agency wore heels, so you automatically went to office bathroom peeper.

Frozen in fear, you waited, not wanting to exit now that you weren’t alone with this terrible feeling stewing in your gut.

“K-Katsuki?”

You called out followed by the sound of a tut.

“Tch, duty calls, puppy. He’s not even in the building. Open the door.”

That wasn’t a request. Your blood ran cold and you felt goosebumps break out across your bare arms now that you knew you were completely alone with Izuku.

You didn’t dare move, you weren’t about to open the door and let him into an already cramped space to share with you.

“That’s fine, I’ll do it myself.”

Your eyes widened as you saw a single black tendril slip under the stall door and reach for the lock. You tried to hold it shut, but a weak yet startling zap got you in your palm and you shrunk back from the sting. It was too late, the door was already opening for him.

“There you are.”

Izuku’s smiling softly at your state, your hands still clutched to your chest with your thumb soothing the sting of your other palm.

“Deku, get out of here.”

You try to sound authoritative, you try to show less fear than you’re actually feeling, but he unfortunately knows you better than this.

“Did it hurt too bad?”

He’s crouching in front of you, completely dismissing your demand with a hand extended for the one he stung. He’s waiting for you to willingly give it to him, but you’re unmoving.

“Why do you and I always have to do this? This cautious, cat and mouse dance?”

As you take in what he asks, he’s reaching for your hand and yanking it to him to inspect for himself.

“Aww…”

Izuku’s softly kissing the reddened mark, which now resembled a branching off lightning bolt, on your palm. He’s running his lips back and forth as he holds your hand in place.

“You need to go, Deku.”

You say again, firmer than before and he looks up at you.

“Why don’t you stop by our little place, hm? I’ll meet you there when I get off work where we can talk privately.”

Your stomach sinks at that. Your “little place” was a highly secretive, low profile love hotel for pro heroes that you and him would frequent when things were a little too high stakes for him to be seen heading to your place. He’d dress down, to the point that no one would even look his way twice, where he’d go to meet you already there waiting for him.

“I have somewhere to be after work, so no.”

You’re pulling your hand away from him but it’s no use.

“Oh, yeah. You’re going to Katsuki’s after work, right?”

Izuku feels your hand tense up in his grasp and he finally stops planting small kisses on the little wound of your palm to look up at you.

“What’s he got that I don’t, hm?”

You scoff at this in disbelief.

“I can tell you what he doesn’t have - a whole family, a wife he’s cheating on…”

Anger flashes through him for a brief moment before he launches up towards you. With a large hand behind your head, Izuku’s locking you in place as he kisses you roughly, nipping your lip and as you gasp from the pain of it, his tongue is suddenly invading your mouth.

“Mmff!”

You’re pushing him away and there’s a moment where the two of you are tussling with one another, trying to gain dominance over the other and Izuku obviously wins in the strength department. He pins you to the wall, your bento box on the floor and leaking some sauce from the side a bit.

Your body is pressed against the wall and him, feeling his large hand grip your thigh, squeezing the plush of it while the other has both of your hands pinned and raised above you, and he groans a little.

The ribbed one piece turtleneck dress you’re wearing is riding up precariously and you don’t have a free hand to pull it down for your modesty. However, modesty wasn’t anywhere near Izuku’s mind.

You felt his hand move from your thigh to the in between of your legs and creep upwards. Once he got to the apex of your thighs, he took his middle and ring finger and grazed it back and forth against your slit.

When he felt you shudder at the contact of your clit, he kept at it, circling it in quick successions before alternating to slow circular strokes. You were biting your lip to keep from moaning, not thinking that you’d be stuck like this with a man who knew your body as much as he did.

“I fuckin’ missed you, puppy. Why don’t you let me have lunch first?”

You were shaking your head, a little angry that no one has come to use the restroom this whole time to save you from this awkward, awful situation.

Izuku’s hand retreated from your wetting core and fumbled with raising your dress up. As he backed away from you to take you in, he was met with your lingerie… lingerie that was all in Katsuki’s hero costume colors.

He looked at you for a brief moment before letting your arms down, where you quickly pulled your dress back into place. He was angry, that much you could tell. He picked up your bento box and handed it to you before turning around and unlocking the bathroom door.

As you waited for him to open the door and leave, he turned to you and looked you in the eyes.

“You do know you’re meant for me, right?”

He asked. You shook your head at this.

“I thought I was meant for you, but I’ve known for a while now that I’m not.”

Izuku’s gaze darkened as he nodded and quickly exited the bathroom, leaving you behind on shaky knees.

That night, as you waited for Katsuki to get back home, you lay in your large bed thinking on the events that transpired that day. Would work be more difficult now that Izuku knew you were there? Would he try anything to get you back? No, he wouldn’t risk his position as the number 1 hero over you. It was too important to him. After all, it’s what afforded him all his luxuries, he’s not gonna part with that willingly.

You were so lost in thought that you didn’t hear the door open to the penthouse. It wasn’t until you heard Katsuki’s voice that you flinched in fear at his roughed up vocals.

“Alright, my little dumbass?”

He smirked at making you jump a bit, you rolling over to get on your knees to look at him.

“F-fine! You scared me!!”

He chuckled, watching you nod vigorously before fully entering the room to peel his grimy costume off.

“Are you alright? You’re not hurt anywhere are you?”

You were maneuvering off the bed and padding over to him, a hand running up his bare back, feeling the way his muscles would ripple underneath his skin as he removed his top.

“Hah?!”

You rolled your eyes playfully at him before pulling his right ear plug out.

“I said, are you hurt anywhere? You’re alright, right?”

He nodded, pulling his left ear plug out and cupping his hand for you to drop the one you’d taken out into.

“Y’bathed already?”

“Yeah, I was just waiting for you to come home. Sorry, if you wanted to do that together.”

He looked at you briefly, taking you in and making sure you really looked alright.

“Nah, fuck it. M’tired n’ I wanna be quick about it, so I’ll be right out.”

Katsuki was already walking into the bathroom, peeling his pants and underwear off together as he turned the shower on as hot as it would go before removing his arm warmers. Definitely not you friendly.

Leaning on the door frame, you watched him get in and start washing, smirking at him from where you stood.

His body was a work of art. Perfectly toned and muscled, lean but intimidating in the best way. Darker blonde hairs littered his chest, funneling towards his navel before it stopped, starting again below his navel and creeping lower to even better parts. Parts that he knew how to work you over and over into a heated frenzy, panting and sweating for more of him.

You were so caught up in taking him in, you didn’t realize he was finishing up with his shower.

“I feel your eyes on me, ya little perv!”

Sucking your teeth, you pushed off the wall with a smile as you grabbed the towel off the rack and went to him, draping it over his head as he bent for you to roughly shake it over his wet hair, taking it from you to halfheartedly to wipe his torso with before wrapping it around his hips.

As you turned to head out of the bathroom, Katsuki grabbed your arm and pulled you to him, gripping you in a tight hug the same way he did earlier that day. You froze a little before melting into him and hugging him back tightly.

“H-hey, d’ya happen to know that jerk, Deku?”

You were grateful he couldn’t see your face hugging the way you were, but he certainly felt you tense slightly.

“He saved me from a small time villain once.”

Which wasn’t a lie in any way. However, you didn’t know that he could see your face in the reflection of the mirror just fine.

“He a friend t’ya or somethin’?”

“No!”

Katsuki saw the way your eyes dimmed and he felt that he could slightly pinpoint the emotion on your face as it certainly was displeasure of some sort. He’ll keep this reaction of yours towards Deku in the back of his mind for safe keeping for sure.

As you both got ready for bed, the two of you pulling down the sheets to get into, you crawl in first once you had the opportunity to and Katsuki watches you snuggle into the plushness of the bed.

With you nice and comfy, he launches into the bed and hovers over your body, making you laugh in surprise, a sound he’s come to crave and enjoy since you’d moved in with him.

“What’re you doing, you big brute?!”

You’re play-beating his bare chest as he looks down at you fondly, crimson eyes softening upon taking you in.

“Hey, little dumbass,”

Your laughter stills long enough for him to continue speaking.

“You… you…”

“I… I…?”

You’re teasing and he reddens in the cheeks and ears.

“Oi, shut up!! Listen t’me goddamn it!”

You’re giggling again, and Katsuki knows there’s no way he can stay mad at you, not when you make him so syrupy sweet like this from that sound alone.

“Y’know I love ya, right?”

His admittance shuts you up at once.

“I love you, you’re mine.”

You feel heat reach your cheeks as you nod, your hand petting the back of his still damp head.

“I love you too, I’m yours. All yours.”

You whisper before his mouth is all over your own, kissing you fiercely and with such passion it makes you a little dizzy. He pulls away for a moment to look at you again.

“Y’know you can tell me anything an’ I’d never judge you, think badly of you, right?”

You nod, smiling softly and pulling him in for another kiss. Katsuki pulls away after a moment, looking at you with a devilish grin across his handsome face.

“Oi, didn’t I tell ya I’d ruin ya after work?”

“Kats, you said you were tired!!”

“M’not anymore! Whaddya want from me when y’get me goin’ like this, shitty woman?!”

He gestures to the taut tent in his sweat pants and you playfully roll your eyes.

“Oh, gods, go to sleep!”

“I’ll sleep when m’good n’ drained… by youuu, my little firework!”

He’s laughing deeply now as he tackles you with kisses and bites, feeling you give in just about immediately. As you both are enjoying one another, you don’t see the figure across the way staring at how you both are hungry for one another, want to consume one another until there’s nothing left. Viridian eyes glaring with hatred as Katsuki takes you, needy looks on both of your faces as you lose one another in pleasure. The leather of his glove is snapping as he tightens his fist. He cannot allow you to forget him any time soon.

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[campyvillain]

AT LAST YOU HAVE THE VISION TO FIND MY ABOUT....

i’m making this bc i don’t have the energy to go thru making a carrd or separate about page lawl

hi there. call me jackie/stevie/raymond switch it up from time to time yknow. call me whichever one you like most doesn’t matter. he/him only, don’t call me by they/them please.

16, mexican+white (white-passing), tme transmasc acespec butch. don’t call me a woman, i perfer masc terms. autistic, adhd, mentally ill. i love my partner wormie pillbugplushie even when they say something about blood being the gender fluid /lh

so sorry for any typos or anything i have really shaky hands and tbh a lot of the stuff i say is incoherent ramblings. also i have difficultly reading tones and tons of issues w empathy so i can come off as a little mean or cold or my jokes might seem a little puzzling like they only make sense to me but i promise i’m nice. <3

interests.....

^ jack my friend jack do you like him? you better. he is my friend jack twf

special interests: the walten files, phantom of the paradise (best movie ever made), fnaf, character design, cartoons, horror + slashers, splatoon, punk subcultures, plushies, practical gore effects

hyperfixations: fnafvhs series, reanimator, texas chainsaw massacre 1+2, miitopia

normal interests: roller blading, antiques, insects, reptiles and being diabolical and funny and oh so talented!

there’s more i’m probably forgetting lol

dni please god!!!! i use the block button like it was just invented

biphobic/acephobic/panphobic/transphobic etc i could not give a shit less just let people live u cant change my stance on that.

terf/truscum/gender crit

proship/anti-anti/pedo/map

kink/18+/ddlg

anti neopronouns, anti he/him lesbian (thags me bitch!!!) anti she/her gay and so on

fans of: harry potter, dream smp/mcyt, south park, camp camp, aot, hazbin hotel/vivziepop or anything similar to it

racist or any other kind of variant

pro cringe culture

ableist

bootlickers (elon musk defenders, cop supporters you know the drill)

under 14 or over 26

generally if u seem Off or weird lol

if ur someone who’s like “no minor interaction w me pls!! “ but then go out of your way to interact w minors, like those types of ppl

other accs

i’m too lazy to link these by hand by my insta is locksuit i should post there more...anyway byyyee 🖤

oh yea also rb my art it’s really pretty and i work very hard on it you can see it in the my art tag

#about

[waumpel]

ADHD STUDY TIPS

I have adhd. I'm taking all online classes this semester for college. Somehow, I'm not failing. Here's what I do that works for me!

1. I have an alarm that makes me do math every morning to turn it off, it's called Alarmy! 📚

2. It also plays a different loud sound every day from random-- I have several hundred(?) ringtones downloaded from Zedge, things like songs from shows I like or Pokemon cries or MBMBAM lines, and this helps me wake up to a different sound I'm bound to like which my brain can't get used to (and then ignore). I highly suggest godzilla roars if you need to be startled awake. 📚

3. This is SUPER HARD but I always try to force myself to sit up in bed when I'm turning off my alarm or checking my phone or whatever, so I'm not tempted to pass out again. I also like to get up and loudly tell my cats "good morning" so I wake us both up 📚

4. PLEASE STOP EATING CEREAL AND BAGELS AND STUFF. You would not BELIEVE the difference it makes when you eat things like fruits and eggs in the morning. NO MORE 10AM NAPS, I'M WATCHING YOU 📚

5. I literally schedule in Duolingo time. If you aren't learning a language you can do some other enriching activity like this, idk. I force myself to do it on my computer, not phone, so I can't lay down in bed when I'm doin it. I have a 101-day streak!! 📚

6. ik this isn't available to everyone but SPACE MATTERS SO MUCH!! I got a gaming desk that we put in our living room and I do ALL of my homework there. I also got a second monitor for my laptop with is SOOOO important if you're multitasking (and we all are, bc we're adhders ibdusvcjkn) 📚

7. HAND WRITE YOUR NOTES!!! I know this is super hard for many people-- I have carpal tunnel so I get it lmao. If you can't, at least type them. YOU THINK YOU CAN MEMORIZE INFO BUT YOU'RE WRONG!! Please write as much as you can i swear it will change ur life 📚

8. COLOURED! PENS!!! These changed the game for me y'all. I take all my notes in at least 2 colours, and I cycle through them a lot. My favs are Pilot Frixions because u can erase them :) (the highlighters are epic too) 📚

9. Make your space fun, but NOT DISTRACTING. I have a plant (his name is Yoshi) and a desk Godzilla (his name is Godzilla) on my desk, but they're out of the way so I can't zone out starin at em. But also, when I'm bored outta my gourd, I can smile at Yoshi and tell him how my day is goin :] 📚

10. SNACKING BAD *BUT*... sometimes i do it anyway... i try to associate certain foods with subjects, like I eat cocoa M&Ms (which are awesome) when I'm reading my Kaqchikel textbook. On the upside, I think it helps me recall Kaqchikel better? but also the language makes me crave mnms adkldigurvn 📚

11. LISTEN TO... CERTAIN MUSIC. I have learned that music with words, even in LANGS I DO NOT KNOW, is HELL for my adhd. Right now I'm listening to stuff like "Pokemon and Chill" (lofi album on YT), Studio Ghibli violin covers, and Night on Bald Mountain 5x on repeat ibjnvc.... I highly suggest songs/videos that are, like, 20+ minutes or else you'll get distracted with the constant change. Also, that No One's Around To Help 1hr vid is REALLY REPETITIVE and therefore PERFECT for when I'm reading textbooks. 📚

12.  EVERY NIGHT... i make a super detailed timetable schedule for the next day, down to the half hour. I don't always follow it but it's a really good reminder of what I gotta do. I write it on a whiteboard but sometimes I also write it on a sticky note and on social media so I don't forget. To do lists are so epic you guys 📚

13. THIS HAS SAVED MY L I F E: at the beginning of the semester I looked at ALL of my syllabi and wrote down EVERY daily task, test, homework, etc BY DATE. this is essentially a premade to do list EVERY DAY for MONTHS and oh my gosh it is the best thing I have ever done. 📚

14. I use the Forest app to track my productivity AND lock me out of apps ndsjv... podomoro timers work well too!!! 📚

15. Ok so for me this is like... a religious thing bc my Patron (my God) is a deity of fire AND working, but I like to light a candle (scented like FALL!!) and do a little prayer on it and I have it next to me when I'm workin on terrible, terrible homework. It helps me feel like my Patron is here with me, but also it’s GREAT for grounding and I can just kinda. Stare blankly at the flame and then get back to tryin to focus. 📚

16. Please drink water lmao, to make sure I drink enough I set little goals like "take a sip after every paragraph you read" 📚

17. Each of my classes has a different coloured notebook which I'm consistent with! Like, all my German notebooks through the years have been green! Also I take notes w green pens a lot in Deutsch 📚

18. HELLA STICKY NOTES... I put em on the bottom of my monitor, on a shelf by my desk, in my books as bookmarks (bad idea lol), on Yoshi. When I wanna go look up something random but I need to focus, I like to write it down on sticky notes to look at later. 📚

19. I'm the most annoying student ever. I like to do a bunch of assignments at once so I don't have to budget my time later, so I'll turn in like 5 things in an hour and then NOTHING for a week. ALSO i email my teachers constantly if I have any questions at all. I work at a pace that works for me!!! 📚

20. I turn off my sound on my phone until I'm done with work bc otherwise I WILL open that notification 📚

22. I make a loooot of chai (and also some overpriced herbal teas). It makes me feel fancy, it's better for me than coffee, and it helps me ground and focus! Plus it's a samefood! 📚

23. Hyperfixating on classic literature would be awesome, except I'm hyperfixating on Gothic and I'm taking a lit class for More Than Just Gothic. But I'm figuring out ways to connect them, which is really helpful, cause I get to enjoy my hyperfixation while learning for school! PLZ TRY TO DO THIS (harder when you're hyperfixating on godzilla :pensivecowboy:) 📚

21. When I have extra time I write my notes like I'm plannin to put em on Tumblr and taggin em as #darkacademia... I never post my notes, but when they look nice it's easier for me to look over em later. Plus it takes me longer to write so I remember it a lil better!! 📚

24. I'm in an awesome academia + studyspo server!! We sometimes study together on call and it's SUCH a good motivator! Here's an invite link if u wanna join, we are nice https://discord.gg/fjuX7TN (this wasn’t meant to be a promo post I just really like this group lol) 📚

OK I hope that helps!!! Feel free to add more if you have any tips that work for you :) Neurotypicals, feel free to RB respectfully!

(pics are: syllabus list, daily schedule, Yoshi the plant, and some fancy notes)

#studyspo #studying #studyblr #study breaks #study tips #study motivation #adhd #adhd study tips #adhd studyblr #long post #dark acadamia aesthetic #light academia #dark academia #grey academia #chaotic academia #actually neurodiverse #actuallynd #academia

[tittyinfinity]

Update on my situation (help still needed) (a new donation post will be made, don't rb this version)

In my previous post, I mentioned a lot of what is going on in my life, but I'm gonna try to keep it as simple as possible (proceeds to elaborate anyway –)

I was originally trying to save up for a lawyer, but the post did not gain enough traction, and I'm now running into issues with legal aid. Because of this, I'm sadly going to have to cancel the restraining order on my abuser. I would prefer not to go into detail as it involves my child and situations that I don't want to speak about again. That's also why I will be making a different donation post, I don't really want the situation with my abuser to be shared anymore.

I raised $590, spent $200 on my laptop being fixed (now selling it though because 1. I need the money and 2. Different issues arose after it was fixed (very minor) and the place that fixed it is not returning my calls and with my car issues and the winter storm here it's too hard to go anywhere right now), around $150ish went to my car (which actually still needs work done because I could only afford to fix one of the minor issues), $100 went to utilities, and the rest went to necessities for the month, including gas. Thank you to everyone who donated💖

In all honesty, I need a new car bc it's costing me more than what the car is worth just to keep driving it, but that's not gonna happen when I have to keep spending any money I get and I'm not allowed to save up more than $1,999.99😬

Good news though:

- I got approved for utility assistance and now no longer have to pay for that

- my mom now says that she will pay my part of the phone bill every month (however, this is after I let her claim my son on her taxes and then she kept the child tax credit and stimulus checks to herself, so she kinda owes it to me)

- my car is DRIVABLE again, but I don't know for how long

Bad news:

- trying to find a new place to live so that my abuser doesn't know where I am but I'm having a hard time finding ones that suit me in my price range so I might have to stay here. I also am most likely not getting any of my deposit back due to damages done by my son and the cats.

- my 3 cats haven't had their shots yet, I have the money to get them fixed saved back from previous donation posts (only costs around $100 for all 3 of them at this one place in town) but I just haven't gotten around to it bc everything else. As far as full appointments to get their vaccines and microchips, it's gonna cost me a lot more.

- my car still needs at least $500 worth of work on it, including ANOTHER new tire, after popping one of the tires, another one ran over a nail, and the tire didn't deflate, but the nail is still stuck in there and I'm just driving on it like that lol

- I REALIZED HAVING A 2K GOAL WAS STUPID AF WHEN I CANT SAVE BACK 2K BECAUSE ID LOSE MY DISABILITY SO THEREFORE I HAVE TO SPEND THE MONEY BEFORE IT REACHES THAT POINT. AND I FEEL SO STUPID FOR NOT THINKING ABOUT THAT BEFORE. So yeah even though I need it NOPE lol

- bf lost his job a while back and fuck you to that one person who said he should be financially supporting me when he has 2 kids of his own

Anyway, thanks to everyone who has kept up with my situation.

Please don't reblog this, but if you do see this and still wanna help out:

P*ypal: yanidork

C*shapp: $yourdestinymae

V*nmo: nicework_bonedaddy

🚫DO NOT REBLOG🚫

#personal #donations #mutual aid #dont rb

[cupofkey]

100 followers WTIYS!

this happened a little bit ago— still, I’d like to reiterate my thanks to everyone who’s supported my writing and ranting! it really means a lot to have this little corner of the internet where we can hang out and chat and have fun, like, I never would have expected this much positive energy from what started off as an idea for an original novel. so lots of love to everyone once again. you make this fandom so amazing!

anyways, I’ve been talking about this for a while: I’m doing a Write This In Your Style contest to celebrate!! the idea was suggested by @mysticalmusicwhispers and I think it’d be really fun. I’m aware I don’t have the biggest audience, but anyone (don’t have to follow me) can participate, and I’m willing to accommodate :)

how this is gonna work:

pick any part of anything I’ve written: it can be a oneshot, it can be a chapter of one of my longfics, it can even be a headcanon post. then put your own spin on it! this can be anything like a continuation of events, a retelling if x was changed, an alternate perspective of the scene, putting different characters into the events of whatever’s happening, something completely different but set in the same au, etc etc. go wild! literally anything I’ve written (fandom wise) is fair game. you can browse the tag “#my hcs” as well as my tag navigation page on my blog for my aus and such. also my ao3 is cupofkey, any of that stuff is perfect.

but yeah make your own spinoff. write fanfic of fanfic. hell, make a headcanon/ideas post where you stick a character into the au. doesn’t even have to be a story. idc, do you tbh, I just want it to be easy for everyone to take this in their own direction, so I’m leaving the criteria very loose... although, a couple solid guidelines (based on my current follower count of 111 lol):

1. your entry needs to be at least 111 words. drabble-like stuff is great for this, and honestly feel free to use 1,111 as an upper limit as well, although that’s not a hard limit, I just want to convey that it doesn’t need to be super long. most of my oneshots are around that length anyway, so!

2. make sure you link/mention what your entry is inspired by! just so I don’t get things too mixed up.

3. I’m tentatively saying this will close on 1/11, although if people need more time or I just feel like stretching it I totally will. I want to give plenty of time for people to participate! and I understand that life can get in the way, so I want to give plenty of space for that.

4. nsfw is fine, just tag it and all that usual etiquette stuff.

5. you can totally post your entries on ao3 or wherever else! on tumblr, make sure you @ me and tag your stuff with #cupofkeywtiys. I will like and rb when I see it :)

in terms of prizes/etc:

I will 1000% leave a long ass comment on every single entry. it’s going to be kind of annoying. I’m sorry in advance but I will just feel so many things about it, and I will absolutely hype you tf up. everyone will get a shoutout and what about it. in terms of winners I’ll pick 3— each one gets a 1,111 word oneshot (exact!) about any characters, ships, plots etc of their choice!

I’m really excited to be doing this and I can’t wait to see what yall do... please feel free to participate regardless of “skill” or “experience”! those are irrelevant here! I’m most interested in your ideas and thoughts... so please chime in :)

reblogs to share this are very much appreciated— and thanks again, I love yall <3

#cupofkeywtiys #is the tag #ill be using it on my blog aswell #anyways uhh yea im kinda nervous abt this but #yall seem interested! so here we are! #would be so cool if ppl participated aahhh #but yeah uh boost and all that #to reiterate YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE A WRITER TO DO THIS #YOU DO NOT NEED TO HAVE A DECADE OF EXPERIENCE #or fandom clout or anything else #like this is fr open to Everybody!! #open to every kind of written content!

[yibuo]

UMMM I would love to know what exactly happened with xnine too if you know??

i didn’t know how to answer this without hating on long danni but... that’s not possible when you’re talking about xnine

CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG IN ANY WAY @ DIMPLES AND CFANS

tldr ceo addicted to producing survival shows realizes boy group is incapable of feeding her fat rabbit because of her OWN mismanagement and throws them away (literally? probably not, maybe, idk)

HOLY SHIT THIS BECAME RLY LONG IM BEGGING KEEP READING TO WORK LO LOL LOL

long danni= wjjw company ceo

wjjw=company that xnine, xz, r1se, etc are under

huo mala: fat company rabbit that WILL give u nightmares goodness gracious thinking about him sends chills down my spine

alright so long danni (ldn i will refer to her) & ee media along w/ tencent and sm made the survival show x-fire... the premise of xfire was that 16 contestants split into two different teams (white and red) and then at the end it would boil down to each team having 4 members and the winning team would debut as a group called xfire...but wait...the group’s name is xnine? so out of red team (peng chuyue, baishu, xiao zhan, xia zhiguang) and white team(wu jiacheng, gu jiacheng, zhao lei, and guo zifan) white team won...and they unofficially debuted as xfire..went abroad to train yadda yadda yadda and then a few months later, TELL ME WHY LONG DANNI DECIDES TO RELEASE POLLS TO LET FANS VOTE IN 5 MEMBERS INTO XFIRE TO CREATE XNINE! ldn PLEASE if u wanted to rig the show you should’ve decided in the beginning what was the point of making the teams and the fans fight against each other...

so yeah xz and crew weren’t actually supposed to debut according to show rules...i mean i’m glad they debuted obviously bc x9 is x9 but ee media and frickin ldn couldve handled this better...like every member except chen molerat is amazing and great but....WHY DIDNT MaNAGEMENT NOT BLATANTLY RIG THEM INTO THE GROUP

but also thank u ldn for also letting us get to know the 4 guys who were added n not chen molerat <3 but like DO UR JOB PROPERLY

anyway the polls were RIGGED obviously thanks ldn what did u expect out of making POLLS, and xiao zhan, peng chuyue, xia zhiguang, yan xujia, and chen z*** were added to the group to create xnine...talk about rigged when chen z*** the molerat lookin turdface misogynist was added... anyway at the time he wasnt known to be problematic but ya the whole rigging thing caused a whole rift esp when x9 debuted bc there were fanwars and death threats initially but xfire did well because it was one of the (if not only) survival shows at that time and x9 debuted w/ a good response etc

then they got moved to wjjw (still owned by ldn thanks ldn) and wjjw is known for hoarding artists and not promoting them (THEY HAVE LIKE 45 ARTISTS BUT WERE FORMED 3 YEARS AGO MAKE IT MAKE SENSE) and not being promoted properly was EXACTLY what happened to xnine. as idols what they needed was music promotions, variety shows, etc stuff to get them as people out there but this genius ldn decided to promote them through stupid zodiac dramas like super star academy (to promote xfire finalists) and oh my emperor (which was an xnine drama). now i haven’t watched OME, but SSA gave me enough brain rot and gunk for me to not watch OME. (the only person who could act was baishu), and the story was SO BAD. nevermind the acting, because the boys weren’t initially slated to be actors, but the story was horrible, girl without superpowers suddenly becomes white cult goddess at the end??? WHAT???????? why didn’t ldn just promote them normally !!!!!! are they an actor group or an idol group???? I LOVE XNINE, THEY ARE TALENTED ARTISTS !!!! and eventually some went into acting (xz, guo zifan, gu jiacheng) BUT WAS THAT THE TIME DLFNJNF and then they just kept getting sent into random dramas and movies as random side characters instead of being able to make music and promote????? i’m sorry i’ve been stuck on using dramas to promote x9 for a while because that’s such a SILLY IDEA *vigorously shakes head* 

ldn knows how to do survival shows but she doesn’t know how to promote her artists thanks ldn. xnine has so much talented, we know xiao zhan is a great singer, but other main vocalists like wu jiacheng, zhao lei, and peng chuyue are amazing as welll, here’s me plugging this video of zl and pcy performing their self-written song on produce camp because it’s the most beautiful thing ever

-oh yeah somewhere in here insert chen molerat getting outed as a pedo misogynist cheater by his gf who still has the audacity to have xnine in his weibo name because xnine starting to get popular gtfo rat lookin ass i WILL barf, when we say ot8 xnine we mean xnine w/o chen toadratass but sometimes ppl think it’s xnine minus xz which is untrue-

they also have talented rappers (gu jiacheng yan xujia) and dancers (xia zhiguang guo zifan) like xia zhiguang can end me with his spinning flying kick thing and i WILL let him 

so YEAH !! TALENT that went to waste because wjjw gave them weird random hiatuses and kept pushing them as actors??? seriously what is with this actor stuff...so that’s why they debuted in 2016 and have very little discography to their name because wjjw just gave up...trying to promote them GOD thank u so much ldn for ur incomptency <3333 xnine had members in diff stages of life (ranging from xz who was born in 91, to yan xujia born in 2001, they were all close tho soo cute) and wjjw really was like nope we’re not gonna try to promote yall’s dreams of becoming singers on the stage because they couldn’t add 34783473 pounds to fat huo mala’s weight

so ya a lot of people are like omg wjjw hates xiao zhan!!! ya no they hate all of xnine but now xz is bringing enough money to make huo mala even fatter so good for huo mala i guess /s

also rumors and any bad media? lol wjjw doesn’t care they do a shit job at handling bad things too WHAT A WELLROUNDED COMPANY

OH ALSO TALK ABOUT HOW THYE HAD 3 DAYS TO PREPARE FOR A CONCERT???????????? WHAT????????? wjjw u mfs

anyway to summarize my rants above wjjw did  a SHIT job of promoting xnine as idols when the boys worked so hard and wjjw kept tryna push them to acting bye (some of them can’t act and literally don’t WANT TO ACT HHHSFLNF), wjjw is also horrible at letting all of the xnine members shine when as i mentioned before, they’re ALL TALENTED!!!! and then they just gave up on xnine somewhere in 2017-2018... ok anyway so is xnine disbanded? no although some may say their last concert in dec 2018 was their last concert ever they’re not disbanded

xiao zhan , gu jiacheng, and guo zifan went into acting

wu jiachang is focusing on his music etc (he was actually the first member of xnine i came across when i watched the collaboration/cyzj in 2018...yes carats this is That wu jiacheng!!!) MAN CAN SING

peng chuyue, zhao lei, xia zhiguang, yan xujia all went on produce camp 2019 (aNOTHER SURVIVAL SHOW BC THEY WANTED TO BE ON THE MF STAGE BC THATS WHY THEYRE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE WJJW) along w/ fellow labelmates zhou zhennan and zhai xiao wen ... and everyone but peng chuyue made it to the final 11 spots and got to debut in the group r1se...UNFORTUNATELY ALSO UNDER WJJW HELP SEND HELP

if they’re in r1se does that mean they quit xnine? no! they’re in both that’s just how survival shows work it’s kind of weird

peng chuyue recently released a song and it’s really good and you can’t not tell me that it’s gay here it is

anyway xnine hasn’t disbanded!! the X玖少年团 (xnine) in the non-r1se members’ weibo names say that loud n clear!!! and when the r1se members from xnine won produce camp 2019, they all made xnine signs SO XNINE IS ALIVE and they do keep in contact!!

why haven’t we seen blatant public interactions btwen xiao zhan and the xnine members? because some frickin annoying xz solo stans/xfx claim that the other members use xz for popularity (HELLO??????? IN WHAT WORLD DOES THAT MAKE SENSE HALF OF THEM R LITERALLY HIS KIDS BUT OK) 

anyway in conclusion wjjw doesn’t know how to promote any of their artists, thus screwing over xnine members and making them go on a group hiatus where they focus on acting/singing/r1se for r1se members but they are very much xnine as of now !!!

here’s some REALLY GOOD RESOURCES to follow xnine bc as an ifan it’s mf hard

-xnine slideshow

-xnine faq

-xnine eng sub channel by yuer

-all of that content i listed above was made/subbed by one person and she is the queen of uhh...xnine international fandom outreach (????) how do i word it but she’s been subbing and spreading xnine long before xiao zhan’s popularity skyrocketed so go follow her for updates and memes here

-xnine intl fanbase twt and tumblr

-and here’s this twt account with dumb pics of xnine because why not

also i’m pretty sure there’s a wip video explaining x9′s history being created (by yuer because queen) so when that’s posted i’ll rb this and post it here

also here’s this video dragging wjjw

#reply #if i could write my essays with this much passion i'd be a lit major #longlivetonystark

[keep-them-close-series]

Henlo y’all bc I’m narcissistic af I’ve made a blog for my keep them close series!!

If u don’t know what that is!! It’s a series re-write that is currently pretty close to cannon (we.... finna diverge a lot very soon lol) but has a darker isle, gay shit, Disrespected characters getting the attention they deserve, and Magic. If ur interested please check it out, it would mean a lot :)

Anyway the reason I made this is bc I have a Very Bad tendency for just. Ramble so much in my end notes ik it’s gotta be annoying af

So! I’m gonna be both transferring the ramblings (that can count as like bts stuff) here, as well as other info I’m too much of a coward to make posts about on my main account

Which means there’s gonna kinda be a lot of exclusive keep them close related content here!! A lot of headcannons, character bios (for the background characters I basically made OCs) and just.... other random facts about the characters here :)

I’ll also post here when I update, but that’s not the main purpose of this blog

I’ve queued up some posts so I don’t flood ppl’s dashes and stuff.... so if y’all could pls rb this and or check out the series it would mean a lot! I’ve been working really hard on it for a long time....

#ref post #ig? #idfk #descendants #evie descendants #evie daughter of the evil queen #mal descendants #mal daughter of maleficent #carlos de vil #carlos descendants #jay son of jafar #jay descendants #ben son of belle and beast #ben descendants #audrey rose #audrey descendants

[magnetofanboy]

If you were a mutant, what would your powers, backstory and career look like?

Thanks for the ask! Ok, this is a good question because I do have a mutant persona/OC that I’ve been working on designing, but that's slightly different from what I would likely actually be were I a mutant. (Apologies in advance if this answer is way too long, because I can get really introspective sometimes ^__^)

// I’ve hidden this under a post break since it did end up being quite long; if anyone would like to RB or comment with their own mutant headcanon please do! It would be super fun to see how other people answer the question!!

Powers are a difficult question because no mutant really chooses their powers, but their powers shape who they become as a person. Instead, I’m choosing my powers as a result of what person I already am. First of all, I’m thinking of a physical, dexterity-focused, nightcrawler-style primary mutation that results in hand-feet, flexible limbs, and maybe a tail. I like monkeys and they’re genetically close, so I’ll make these features based on monkeys. I'm pretty lean and tend to sit/navigate unusually, so I feel like something that makes me more agile/nimble would fit, even though I’m not an acrobatic person. And it would be cool to be able to drink coffee while typing with both of my hand-feet :-P

Secondary mutation is hard. I’m pretty sure that there are very few mutants with a physical mutation who don’t also have a non-physical or otherwise secondary mutation. There are quite a few possibilities here, but I think if anything my secondary mutation would be related to chemistry, biology, and/or healing. I had a concept of a mutant character who called himself Atom (which was also a hilarious play on the name Adam, haha), and his power was sort of Jubilee-esque fireworks display, except instead of plasmoids or whatever Jubilee did, he would have the ability to create microscale chemical reactions. I really like the concept of this power because, like Jubilee’s powers, it seems weak at first and only suited for fun flashes of light, but could be extremely powerful given enough knowledge of chemistry and physics. The fact that you would need academic knowledge to fully harness the scope of your powers appeals to me, and it’s a very versatile power so long as you understand what you’re doing with it.

Backstory and career require a bit of worldbuilding since the broad implications of mutantkind have been largely ignored in the Marvel universe. I’m going to ignore isolationist Krakoa and instead envision a world that’s more like our own, but with mutant rights being a hot-button political issue most similar to LGBT rights. I grew up in San Francisco, which is a neoliberal hellhole, but is socially liberal enough that I’m assuming mutantkind (at least human-passing mutantkind) would be treated about the same as lesbian and gay people over there. (General acceptance of trans people would most likely come later with valiant attempts by cis liberal humans to normalise visibly-mutant people.) As a result, I don’t think I would have had a particularly difficult childhood. So no interesting backstory here, I’ll keep it quite similar to my real life.

Regardless of whatever powers I have, I would definitely pursue a career in medicine (as I am doing now). Most likely, I would seek to serve mutant communities as a doctor and publish research on ways we can adapt healthcare to better serve mutant patients. Minorities are consistently overlooked in the IRL medical field, so I’m assuming that in this fictional world, it’s very hard for mutants to find good care unless it’s coming from a healing-oriented mutant (like Triage). Were I to have the secondary mutation of creating chemical reactions, I could also go into pharmaceutical research, or combine the two and use these powers on my patients to give them targeted doses of drugs that might be too harmful to take in by human means. The possibilities of a power like that in the field of medicine are endless so I’ll stop myself here before I get way into explaining all the issues with drug-delivery mechanisms and stuff LOL

ANYWAYS. yeah I think that’s it. I hope I answered your question in a satisfactory way ^__^ It’s not really that much different from my own life in many ways; while it would be interesting to come up for a concept that fits into the core X-Men universe, it would take a lot of thought and it feels more like creating a new character rather than transporting myself, if that makes sense. Thank you for the ask!

#asks