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kalki-tarot · 5 months

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Love & Career in 2024 🖤🍷💸

@kalki-tarot

I'll be using tarot cards and my own intuition so it may not resonate with everyone. Keep in mind that this reading is purely for entertainment purposes so be mindful of your own actions and choices. I'm not responsible for any decisions you make on behalf of my readings.

Pick a pile masterlist 🖤

Pile 01

8 wands, 6 wands, page of swords, queen of swords, knight of pentacles

Hello beautiful souls 💓

Let's talk about your career first. I'm seeing you getting praised or popular very fastly. If you're manifesting something career related then it's your sign it's gonna enter your life soon! You'll get a promotion at your workplace and if you're still studying then I'm seeing you're gonna be the top student of your class. Everyone will praise you and you'll be in Everyone's talks and gossips about how did you achieve it.

If some things got stuck or stagnant then a change is coming soon. All this stagnant energy will flow away and new creative and inspiring energy will lead you towards success my dear pile 1. Don't worry just be consistent and your efforts will be recognized and appreciated very soon.

New ideas will be put into action or will be manifested in reality. If you wanna start a new course then it's the right time to do so. I'm seeing communication for you too. You'll get new opportunities and will make new contacts and connections in your work life which will help you alot leveling up more.

Your overall energy is the Queen of swords which tells me that this year, you'll just focus on your goals and won't spend too much time thinking about the bs. Your plans would be clear cut and will be put into action. I'm not seeing you procrastinating or smth like that. It's a very fast, quick and easy going energy, but stable throughout.

New opportunities on the way! I'm seeing you getting a job letter or something like that. If you're struggling with getting a job then an opportunity is out there in 2024! So be ready ♡

2 wands, 8 wands, 9 pentacles, Temperance, 6 swords, 9 swords ( 5 pentacles, the devil, 4 pentacles, the moon, 5 swords)

Woah! You know what pile 1, we need to let go of some things before before it's too late. We need to let go of things even if it hurts only for our own good. The bad or good news is I'm seeing you breaking up or finally letting go of a toxic relationship or love. You've held it in for so long and in 2024, I'm seeing you releasing all of that. It's better to leave than being left out in the cold, right?

2024 is the year of a fresh start and ending the cycles. It's the year to relax and heal. It's great that you're walking away from such people. I know it takes a lot of strength and courage to do that and you have the guts to leave someone so toxic and unhealthy for you. I'm not necessarily seeing someone new entering in your life. I'm seeing YOU, choosing to walk away from this situation.

You'll know that the grass is greener on the other side. You'll explore new things in love. Maybe go on a few dates? By the end of 2024, you'll be balanced spiritually and physically. You'll be properly healed and you'll discover much more about yourself rather than other people. It's necessary to know ourselves before trying to understand some one else. That's it for you, please reblog this post if you liked it. Thanks ♡

Pile 02

3 of swords, page of pentacles, ace of swords, 6 of wands, the devil, 8 of wands

Career wise, Things may get a little rocky for you this year. But don't worry, with extra caution and mindfulness you'll be able to thrive through this. The advice I'm getting for is to not take any shortcuts for success to come fast, as it'll only result in your own downfall.

Be careful of people who look very nice and popular as they're not what they seem from their outer side. Just focus on grabbing opportunities and working truthfully for yourself and your loved ones. Your creative energy would be at peak this year, it's time for you to realize your potential and work with it next year.

Your 2024 is the year to hustle hard so be dedicated to your work/study. Lot's of success will be at your door if you don't fall into any traps.

Knight of cups, wheel of fortune, 9 of pentacles, 4 of pentacles, the hermit, 7 of wands ( 9 swords & 8 pentacles )

Wow babe! You've done lots of healing and lot's of self care in 2023! And now it's the time for love finally coming into your life through divine intervention in 2024. As we have the wheel of fortune here, I'm seeing You've finally let go of the old cycles and karmic patterns.

The old thinking patterns and attachment wounds will be healed. You'll fight your way through this very powerfully. You've done a lot of self introspection and self discovery in 2023.

You are one step ahead of pile 1, you're asked to just go with flow and let the universe guide you through the vast ocean of sadness to the never ending love. A romantic, water sign energy may approach you with love 👀 next year. Abundance and clarity will flow through just don't complex your emotions any more. Trust your intuition and let it guide you.

That's it! Pile 2 ♡ If this helped you a little bit please comment and reblog xoxo

Pile 03

The magician, Temperanc, ace of wands, 8 wands, ace of cups, the fool (king of cups)

The year 2024 will bring you lots of emotional satisfaction in terms of your career. You would be a successful person, but with the right actions and decisions. Create a path for yourself and walk on it. You should have the desire amd commitment if you wanna achieve something in life.

In 2024, there is a need for you to have a clear mindset snd step wise approach. Do everything in a proper balance. Good things take time to manifest. Your dedication and ability to stay composed under pressure will help you stand out.

Whatever you're thinking about, go for it. Just "go for it", don't think too much if that gives you happiness. Whether you've been thinking about launching a project or reaching out to a new networking connection, 2024 is the time.

Next year would be an year of swift progress and rapid growth. Everything will seem so fast and would gain momentum. You may even travel for work.

Something would be headed your way in your professional life, whether that's a new job, a new responsibility within your current role, or even a new business partner or connection, a new and promising path may be opening up.

You'll overall enjoy this year in terms of your professional or career life.

10 swords, 2 of wands, knight of pentacles, 5 of pentacles, queen of swords, 5 of wands, the tower ( 9 swords, 7 cups, magician )

Listen pile 3, to be honest 2024 would be rocky for you, you know. I channeled that you should not go alone in clubs or pubs or take any drinks with strangers. Be careful guys.

For some of you I'm getting that you guys are just staying single this year and focusing more on your self growth and options in love. You may solo travel or go on solo dates. You know loving yourself and all.

You may actually reach out to a therapist if your experiences were not so good in love before. If not, then I'm seeing you reaching out for yourself, my love. You're giving yourself the love and warmth you've never received from anyone else. You're now, not letting bs people get into your life and make a hell out of it. You're tryna stay healthy and happy.

For some of you, there's an advice of manifesting new love in your life. Get into that mindset. List down all the qualities you want in a partner and visualizing would also help you.

I'm seeing a divorce for some of you, or even a legal matter that involves a person you once loved. They probably lied and deceived you. You may fight for yourself in the court this year. Sending Lots of hugs and love to you dear if this is happening to you. Stay strong and you'll be more blessed. 💓✨️

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messyhairedhazeleyeddude · 5 months

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Ache // Yandere! Ticci Toby x

Fem! Reader {SMUT}

[Hello, this will be the first fic that I post. What I'm going to give you guys beforehand is some trigger warnings before we get on to it. Other than that, I hope you enjoy it and give me some feedback whenever you're done if you feel in the mood.]

TW // Violence, r@pe, and a whole lotta mention of murder as always.

𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ 𓌏 ☒ - First P.O.V

Every day, it started like this. Planted in my bed, tangled in my grey sheets, waiting for that one sliver of motivation to get out of my blankets. My room was a mess. Pieces of clothing scattered across the floor, piling up around my dresser, and hanging off of places I tossed them.

I stared over the rest of what I could see while trying to get rid of the bitter taste of soda left on my tongue from last night. The posters I've collected of my favorite bands clung onto the wall for dear life, fading away from how long they had been there. An empty Sprite can stood on my nightstand, left there after my body decided to have its third caffeine crash this week.

It was getting so warm where I was lying that I was starting to overheat, making me shuffle around to stay cold. That wasn't too hard because of how freezing my room was.

When I looked at my window, I noticed it was cracked open. If I didn't shut it soon, it would get worse. But minutes were melting into each other and I didn't want to get up. Why did I love to procrastinate so much? It shouldn't be this hard to move on with my day.

Silence filled every corner of my apartment, leaving me to peacefully rot. Was it selfish of me to be like this? That's what it felt like they were trying to say when I talked to relatives. But that's the reason why I prefer to be shut-in. I never had to hear that about myself. The world outside would remain indifferent. And hopefully, by the time I had to move, I was swallowed into the Earth below.

A sudden vibration of my phone startled me. I mumbled a barrage of curses and reached for it slowly, furrowing my brows and groaning. I could only pray that it wasn't him trying to contact me.

The last time he visited, I no longer felt safe outside. I would check behind me constantly, feeling as if his light brown eyes were glued to my back, and at any moment, he could come back and chop off my limbs until I was a headless torso. Remembering that he existed caused that horrible anxiety to spread goosebumps across my skin. I was shaking as I tried to unlock my phone.

Hundreds of notifications popped up that I had been ignoring, some of them messages from my mom, and the rest were emails. I almost accidentally clicked on one before I found the most recent. "Return library books today," it read. Fuck, I forgot today was the due date for those. Despite not wanting to, I had to get up. I did promise that if I had a reason to, I would.

I peeled myself from the comfort of my bed. My sheets clung to me like glue, trying to pull me back as if it were a bad idea. Fighting against it, I shivered at the sudden change in temperature and pulled down the bottoms of my shorts so they weren't wedged in between my ass.

After not walking for what felt like forever, I took my first steps, a soreness on my left thigh making me place a hand on my dresser for support. I looked down at a bruise from that encounter, biting my lip to distract myself from thinking about it. I need to take my pills or I'll get suicidal. So many things to do. So overwhelmed.

Encouraging myself in my head, I found the strength to go for the door. I opened it and turned down my hallway, going for the bathroom with quick and light steps.

Many pictures of family and portraits were loosely decorated on the wall, a pit in my stomach opened when I stared at them. I lingered on my dad and had to tear myself away from the picture before I felt the need to cry.

Stumbling into the bathroom, I flicked on the harsh yellow light and stood before the mirror, running a hand through my disheveled hair. I reached for the medicine cabinet, the hinges squeaking as I rummaged through it. I grabbed my medication and popped the bottle open, tossing out a tiny pill into my palm. I swallowed the bitter capsule and cringed as it slowly went down.

Turning my attention to the sink, I turned on the cold water and brought my mouth to the tap to take a sip. Then I splashed it on my face after I was done, relieved that the pill was no longer there. On the counter, I focused on the facewash I hadn't used in god knows how long. I missed the feeling of my face being clean. At least, I can't forget about it now.

I poured the runny liquid into my hands and rubbed them together, slapping it on my face and rubbing it in circles to get deep in my pores. It foamed up a bit and burned. If I'm going to be honest, I don't know if I'm supposed to be using this, but it works.

As I was splashing the water on my face again to clean it off, I opened my eyes to a man staring at me in the mirror, causing me to freeze. I could see the glisten of his goggles from here, that blue hood covering his messy hair, but it didn't contain enough around the edges. It was him. The man who attacked me and my dad a couple of days ago.

A scream clawed its way up my throat, but before the sound could escape, I reached for something. Grab anything to protect myself, that's all I needed to do. But before I could, the room blurred as I twisted, my hand grasping a razor for a split second.

I was torn away from it. I felt a hard impact on my back as I was slammed against the wall, the air forcing out of my lungs in a sharp gasp. I struggled to breathe, my hands grabbing onto his wrists while they dug into my neck.

He had me pinned against it and struggling to get any sort of noise out. Slowly, I was dragged up upward and lifted off of the ground. I choked, my vision was fading as his glare burned into mine. He's going to kill me. Just like he did to Dad. He's going to get away with it. I pulled my head back against the wall before lunging it forward to collide it with the serial killer's, his hands faltering their hold and dropping me from the force of it.

I collapsed to the floor and sputtered out several coughs, hunched up in a ball and desperately trying to regain the oxygen he took from me. My neck felt numb, the indents of his fingers bruising and stung like a bitch.

He crouched down to me. I closed my eyes and thought he would finish it right there. But when I suddenly felt his lips press against mine, they shot back open. Breathing heavily through my nose, I stared at his shut eyelids. I glanced down at his lashes, feeling his breath as he sighed. He relaxed into me for a split second before pulling away, lowering his voice to a rough whisper to introduce himself, "It's nice to meet you finally, {F/N}. The name's Tobias."

Struggling to get myself sitting up, I made it by resting on the wall and using my hands to keep me there. My chest rapidly went up and down as I watched his every move. He backed away a bit, but not enough to give me leverage. I repeated, "Tobias?" And his eyebrow quirked up like he was questioning my reaction.

"I can also go by Toby. Whatever you prefer. But I gave you my full name because I really like you, [F/N]," he added. I knitted my brows and shook my head, unable to understand what he was saying. He liked me? He just kissed me? What the fuck?

I pushed myself away from him and got back up, running for it and successfully escaping the bathroom. The front door was right in front of me, I barely got to reach for it before I felt a hand grab a fistful of my hair. No, I almost had it!

Strands of my hair were ripped out as I was yanked backward and thrown onto the couch, falling onto it and yelping in pain. Tears fell from my eyes and I clutched my head, grabbing the part that hurt the most. A headache was coming on and I couldn't help but rock myself to soothe it. I sobbed, "Leave me alone! Please, just leave me alone..." I twisted myself to let out the rest in the cushions, hearing him approach behind me.

After crying for a bit and nothing was happening to me, I hesitantly lifted myself to take a peek. Toby was sitting next to me, almost as if he was waiting patiently for me to finish. When he saw that I was staring at him, he patted his lap and said, "Here. Rest your pretty head and we can get to talking about this, sweetheart."

I was too scared of him to tell him no. It was the first time I felt pure terror from somebody. Like I would never be able to fight back with him. And I was right. I couldn't. The sad truth was that if my dad had fallen to this man, I'm sure I would live the same fate if I didn't listen. Dragging myself, I cringed while laying my head onto his leg, feeling his hand rest on my head and causing me to flinch. "Sh, sh, I'm not going to hurt you anymore. I told you, I really adore you, [F/N]," he reassured me. A part of me wanted to bite his leg to pieces, but if I went along with this until he fell asleep or left, then I could escape and possibly go to the police.

Deciding to go with it, I pretended to enjoy the warmth and snuggled into him. I wouldn't call it pretending actually, he was pretty warm. Toby hummed and it stayed like this for some time. He kept petting me, brushing my hair out of the way, soothing me from the chase earlier.

Eventually, he got bored of it and nudged me to sit back up. I tilted my head and asked, "What?" His hand went to rest on my lower back, applying pressure around it, pushing me forward until I was easing into sitting on him. A smile crossed his face at the compliance. He seemed intrigued by it.

"I didn't think you would give up this quick. I thought I was going to have to give you a couple more marks for memories," he sounded pleased as both of his arms wrapped around my waist. They were much bigger than mine, with a couple of veins etched up around them like vines, and faded scars littering everywhere on his skin. He had been doing this for years by the looks of it. There was no way in hell I was going to escape, huh?

Placing another kiss on my cheek, soft and gentle, his eyelashes brushed against me before he pulled away to speak again, "Do you know what I've been picturing every night to the thought of you, [F/N]?" His hands dropped lower to skim over my ass, lightly gripping, and dragging me toward him. My breath hitched. I didn't say a word.

Toby answered for me, "I've been picturing taking these off..." His fingers gripped around the waistband of my shorts and teased me about taking them off by pushing them down lightly. Continuing that, he said, "Have you to myself for a couple of hours..."

There were so many reasons why I should say no to him and why I shouldn't allow him to touch me like this. For one, he killed my father. He broke into my house and he was physically violent to me. I felt disgusting that he had gotten to this level too. But, I didn't stop him. I didn't say no and I didn't deny it. I looked into this killer's eyes and I leaned onto his chest, giving into what he wanted

When we kissed for the second time, I noticed how chapped his lips were, and opened my mouth a little to swipe my tongue across his bottom one. Toby tensed up. And without warning, I felt his tongue use the opportunity to have an exchange with mine. I gasped through my nose, the escalation getting worse and worse. A blush began to spread across my face.

He lifted me off of his lap to flip me onto the couch, putting both of his palms by either side of my head. I was back to being pinned underneath him. I don't know what was happening to me. Something was wrong with me, I was sick for this. I was sick... because I enjoyed this.

His sweater and shirt fell to the floor as we fought each other with kisses. His teeth bit into my lower lip and pulled it back while I moved to unbuckle his belt. I was giving in to this. I was really fucking the guy that took away everybody I loved in my life.

Barely in any clothes, we both took a moment to stare at each other, oddly feeling like he was admiring me from how he looked up and down my body. Toby took his time, pressing small pecks across my chest up to my neck, snaking his arms around to my back. He unclipped my bra and slipped it off of me. I wanted to cover myself, but I no longer wanted to move. I didn't have any motivation. There was nothing left to fight for.

The gloves and bandages around his fingers felt weird against my skin especially when he played with my chest. He squeezed one, bit the other, and once he heard a moan slip out of me, he stopped to let me process. He complimented me, his voice a bit raspy like he was fighting the urge to do something to me already, "You look even better so close like this, with how foggy those windows would get. It would make me want to break them and threaten you then and there."

I bit the inside of my cheek and he got closer, hooking onto my panties and pulling them down as a smirk spread on his face. My lack of response didn't concern him. He kept going despite that, throwing the thin fabric somewhere in the room before he looked up at me. His hair was in his face and the eyebags around his eyes told me he was more than dangerous. How many times has he done this?

Toby muttered seriously, breaking me out of the moment, "Who do you belong to?" I blankly gazed at him, watching as he stood up and slowly inched his boxers down. I can't speak. I can't tell him that. More scars appeared, his v-line making my eyes linger, and I got distracted. His dick was let out before I could respond.

My eyes widened and I tried to squeeze my legs shut, but he kept them apart as soon as they moved, holding both of my knees up to my shoulders. I was breathing super fast, my heart raced, and I was feeling the ache in between both of my legs. It was nothing compared to when he positioned himself and pushed the tip inside.

Digging my nails into his arms, I cried out in pain and threw my head back, looking up at his satisfied face. Toby groaned, a laugh following behind it, "You don't have to answer. I'll do it for you." He rammed most of what he could, grabbing both of my thighs so tightly that it was guaranteed to be bruised. I screamed out. He was too rough and too much for me to take like this. It hurt. It fucking ached. I was being drilled into the cushions.

Trying to handle it was impossible. He made it impossible for me. His hips connected as he went deeper, loud slaps coming from it, bouncing off and echoing. I didn't want to think about the neighbors hearing me lose my dignity like this. I didn't want to think about the fact my dad could be witnessing this. But it was starting to feel good. Really fucking good. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and after that, I didn't care anymore.

I wrapped my legs and arms around him, pulling him closer and savoring his dick carving into the parts I didn't know were there. Moaning, swearing, and muttering filled the room. We were getting lost in the bliss and saying whatever was on the mind. Or I was. His name left me a couple of times and so did encouragement, "More.. More, please, Toby!"

Flipping around again when he got a little tired, I gyrated my hips and sat on his lap so I could bounce, sliding up and down until I could feel my walls beginning to squeeze. I was close and this position wasn't helping. I held my breath and Toby took notice, pressing his forehead against mine.

"Let it out for me, baby. Don't be shy," he cooed, sweat dripping down his forehead like he was holding back his own. I bit the inside of my cheek and a desperate moan came out, "Fuuuuuck, cummm with! Please!"

He didn't listen to me and lifted me off of the couch with him, holding me up in the air while guiding me down onto his shaft. I went limp and drool fell down the side of my chin as I buried myself into the crook of his neck, biting it a little to vent out the overwhelming pleasure. Toby didn't let up until a couple of more minutes of fucking me passed and I was fucked out enough that my legs were shaking.

When he was about to cum himself, he set me back down, rushing up to my face to give me a facial. My mouth was open from panting and I caught a bit on my tongue, swallowing it when we were back to locking eyes. The rest landed on my nose, cheeks, and lips. He let out a loud groan as he unwinded, pulling away to see the display once he was done.

I lay there. Used. I lay there for him to stare at. Until he walked away for cleaning supplies. To think about what I was doing. To come back down and face the new reality I was in. I was his now and he was mine. And there was nothing I could do about it.

#creepypasta smut #creepypasta #ticci toby x reader smut #ticci toby smut #ticci toby x reader lemon #ticci toby x y/n #ticci toby

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seiishindraws · 5 months

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Hello hello, I'm a big fan of your art. Um, I was wondering, if it's okay to ask, where do you look to for poses to use in your art? I struggle sometimes to come up with or find poses I like, and was wondering if there's any resources you use for that kind of thing? (Hopefully that all makes sense)

i feel like i differ from a lot of artists i know irl bc they all use pinterest to look for pose reference, i personally kinda just fiddle around until a pose looks nice and only seek out reference if im having trouble nailing down the pose im trying to draw

since getting back into art school, i do like 6 hours of life drawing every week and its done a lot to help me formulate poses in my head! cannot overstate how vital life drawing is if you wanna get better at depicting the human figure in various poses, you start to become so intimately familiar with how our bodies and bend and squash and fold in different positions

i feel like the only little tip i have here is, if you're drawing a pose and something about it feels off, consider "contrapposto", which is a term used to describe the balance of weight in a figure. usually one leg will be bearing a bit more weight than the other, and the hips and torso will never be completely parallel to each other. this image kinda showcases what im talking about.

one side of the body will stretch while other squashes, and having a stretch and squash between the torso and hips usually makes for a more interesting pose, and creating an interesting rhythm between the head angle and the torso and hips can help make a pose more appealing. this is not a hard rule of course, just things that automatically run through my mind out of habit now.

here are some midna sketches i made the other day while procrastinating on assignments lol. i drew these poses without referece, they arent like super elaborate or anything but i feel like theyre pretty charming at least

THIS ISNT A VERY GOOD EXPLANATION OF THIS CONCEPT IM SORRY but basically: draw from life, study the human figure an excessive amount and you will start to grasp things pretty well !!

#ask #anon #art tips #contrapposto #midna

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adventuringblind · 10 months

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Daddy Issues

Max verstappen x reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Both you and Max have similar daddy issues. How do you comfort eachother in times of need?

Warnings: DADDY ISSUES GALORE, depictions of verbal, emotional, and physical abuse, anger issues, Google translated Dutch (I know two other languages and neither if them is dutch)

Notes: Not proofread (we die like Charles Leclerc's car at the 2023 Brisish GP FP2), third-person POV

Masterlist // Part Two // Part three

Sometimes, her love story with Max felt like that of Romeo and Juliette. That's what she likes to tell herself as their dads once again go to war with their respective children.

How either of them had made it this far in life, she had no clue.

This particular night was Max's turn to receive a phone call. The two lovers had been laying in bed during the winter break, keeping eachother warm, when the phone started buzzing.

Max had taken one look at the caller ID and debated whether to just let it ring through or answer. The latter being the better decision or else he would get that added to the procrastinated verbal slaps his father likes to give freely.

The Dutch picked up the phone and pulled the woman close to him in the same motion.

"Hello." His voice is rough, his annoyance becoming apperant in this moment.

Jos' voice through the phone was so loud she didn't even have to try and listen. It was as if he was in the room with them.

She ran her fingers through his hair as he did his best to keep his composure.

"Have you been practicing with the sim?"

"Yes."

"Good, wouldn't want you getting worse or being distracted by the female in your house over the break," he laughed.

Max's free hand entwined with hers. The woman proceding to squeeze his three times. A silent I love you for time like this.

"Maybe you can finally put her to use if you were smart."

A blow to both of them. She had winced only a little, but it didn't go unnoticed. Max brought her knuckles to his mouth and silently let his lips graze them.

"Next race I expect to see you make less mistakes and if there is more then you only have yourself and the women to blame."

"Goodnight dad."

Max quickly hung up the phone and tossed it aside.

She, however, took a different approach and jumped out of the bed. Her now cold body running to the kitchen. Max close behind her.

"I've decided we need hot chocolate." She stated before he could even get the question out.

The two spend the rest of the night cuddling with hot chocolate and watching kids' movies.

The words of Jos are not easily forgotten, but maybe Max could find a way to heal regardless.

The next time something like this happened, it was her turn.

Unfortunately for her, they were at a race. Her parents wanted to come because it's a race in her home country. Spending the day with their daughter, who lives far away now, sounds great in theory.

It had started tame. The three of you sitting in the Redbull hospitality catching up until she went to go find some of your friends and wish them luck.

Thankfully, Lando was walking by and spotted her.

"Hey (Y/N)!" He shouted. Successfully grabbing her attention. The woman waved and made it three steps forward before her dad had placed his hand on her shoulder.

Startled, she spun around and put some distance between them.

"We need to talk." The older man crossed his arms.

Immediately, her body felt like she was a child again. Her shoulders sagged but looked him in the eyes anyway. Knowing if she didn't, he would become more upset.

"I know me and your mom aren't the most rich people, but at least we gave you a better childhood thank ours." He sighed and let out a small laugh. Something he did to make her believe she wasn't in trouble. "You could be a little more grateful to us before running off with some guy who has more than us."

"I'm sorry," was all she could muster.

Thankfully, lando had come over to say hello after she had finished her conversation. He waited, not wanting to interrupt. Until he heard the apology, then he decided to gently step in.

"(Y/N)! Glad I caught you! Max wanted to see you before qualifying." The Brit felt proud of himself for how smooth that sounded.

"Oh do you know where he is?"

"Yeah, follow me." He gestured with his head the direction they were going to head.

"I'll talk to you later, dad." She smiled sadly. Then, she turned to follow Lando.

The two walked in silence to the Redbull garage. Lando not wanting to push the woman and her attempting to swallow her tears before having to talk to Max. Stressing him out before he needed to race was not on her agenda today.

When Max spotted her coming into the garage, he jogged over, greeting his love and his friend with a bright smile.

"What are you doing down here? I thought you were up in hospitality?" He asked.

Max's eyes dart between the two. Taking in the sheepish smile of one and a mixture of sadness and confusion on the other.

Lando turns to look at the woman beside him. "Sorry about lying to you, but I heard what your dad was saying to you..." He trails.

Max's face drops. Suddenly understanding why she had come with a sullen expression.

"It's okay Lan, thank you for rescuing me."

"Anytime." He nods before making his way out of the garage.

Max places his hands on her shoulders. "Do you want to talk about it now, or do you want a hug?"

She doesn't respond. Instead, she embraces him, inhaling his scent and listening to the sound of his heart.

"Race first, talk later." She gives him a quick kiss on the cheek for goodluck.

Max understanding her needs and how she is feeling, helped put the words of her dad into the back of her brain.

The following incident happened in the two's shared home. Jos had cone knocking at the door while Max was away grabbing some essentials for dinner that night. She regretted not going with him now. Opting to get things ready and started while Max was away.

"Oh, it's you." Jos sneered. Practically shoving her out of the way to get inside the apartment. "Where is my son?"

"He's at the store grabbing things for dinner, but I think he'll be back shortly." The young woman closes the door but hardly moves, barely a breath entering her lungs.

Dealing with Jos on her own was always a difficult task. Often fighting with herself between being on the defensive and provoking him more, or just staying quiet. Normally, she opted for the latter.

"You should really consider leaving him now. It'll hurt him less, and he'll be able to focus on what's important again." His eyes burn on her. "Have you still not understood that you are hindering him?! He has been making more mistakes since you seduced him."

She lost her grip for a moment, her mouth letting the words slip before her frontal lobe could fully process.

"Have you ever considered that encouraging and being proud of him might help him more than the constant berating?"

Jos' face went red, his jaw clenching in anger. He looked like he might break something.

Originally, she hadn't realized how close he had been. Now, knowing she should have put more than an arms reach.

The sting on her cheek was not a sensation she was used to. Her father had never actually hit her. thrown stuff around, and broke things from occasionally, but never hit her.

Tears began pricking her eyes. How was she to respond now?

"Don't speak to me like that. It's ridiculous that he keeps you around."

Well, she already crossed the line. There's no going back now. "Maybe because I am actually kind to him." Standing her grand, she managed to look directly at him. The shock of her action clearly displayed on his figure. "Your son is one of the kindest and funniest people I have ever met. He is successful not because because of you but because of himself and what he has achieved through his own hard work."

She had been so lost in her speech that she had failed to hear the keys in the door.

"I'm glad you think so geliefde." His voice was soft towards her. Relief washed over her face as she turned to see him. "What are you doing here, dad?"

"I came to look over some things with you about your next race."

Max's eyes narrowed at him. He quickly places the bag with groceries in it on the floor and strides over where the young woman is still trying to figure out what to do next.

Max places his hands on either side of her face and examines it. "Well, now you don't get to ever come back."

"Max-"

"She is right. I am loved by her unconditionally, and I don't need you to constantly criticize me. And you especially do not get to lay hands on anyone I care about."

Max's eyes turned cold. Now staring past her while still holding her protectively. "Get out."

"Son I think we should at least talk about this!"

"Get out! Or I will call the authorities."

Jos raised his hands in defeat and wnt to exit the space. Before he closed the door, he left you both with a parting message. "I hope she is worth it, Max, and if you realize she's not, then don't come crawling back to me."

When the door clicked closed, she couldn't stop the tears from flowing. "I'm so sorry I shouldn't have said anything to him." She sobbed.

Max embraced her gently and leaned to whisper, "You did nothing wrong, I don't need him to be proud of me. Instead, I think your encouragement will be enough to fuel me for races."

Then, they both started to heal.

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Astrology Observation 9

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♦ Taurus in the sixth house, hello to all my lazy people, the legends of procrastination lol

♥ Libra in the 12th house lowkey wants to be with someone (can be literally wants a lover) or just someone to hangout with, they're loners (big emphasis if there's no planet here)

💀 Aries in the fifth house...You come off too strong to your crush that's why they're scared of you lol

⛑️ Neptune in third house when watching movies, it gets stucked in their head...may even copy it un/consciously such as the characters' way of speaking, behaviors, etc. They might dream about it too so my advice is be careful when watching disturbing or horror videos💀

🧠 Aquarius in the third house... Ma intelligent people with their own unique vocabularies, topics, way of talking lol which sometimes... People don't get you, so you end up talking to yourself because who cares??? You also talk with your mind 24/365 whether inside or outside of your house

One scenario I kept experiencing with this placement is when I'm with my classmates, I get bored with their talks like oh my gosh I'm gonna fail blah blah blah bro can we talk about more sensible things or intellectual stimulation stuffs, just anything beside the norms

🌹As a Leo sun & midheaven in the sidereal astrology (doesn't matter if tropical, draconic, or you're sidereal, this can still be applied to you if you have this) , I've notice a pattern in myself which is talking about me in most of my chats 💀 with my closest friends. Shoutout to all of my Leos out there (big 3 or stellium), are you also like this?😆

👺 To all my Scorpions and Cancers out there (big 3, you have 1 planet there, or stellium), do you feel bad to yourself when you don't know something about someone like friends and your other friends know about it because for you, it means closure and I feel that but as I stated above 💀 bro is self-centered lol how can you know if you also don't ask and kept babbling about yourself 💀

Do you also do that? You want closure but you don't even ask because you also respect the word "privacy" of theirs

🍓Taurus sixth house natives are also foodies, why? Its in the house of daily stuffs, these people have huge appetite 💀 and they can't survive without their favorite foods in the house💀🤣 They always want something tasty in their mouth💀

They're artistic too, singing maybe their thang daily or anything verbal like rapping and spoken poetry (Taurus is related to voice and neck)

One of the literal homebodies xD

🍷Having a stellium or placements in Gemini has a youthful appearance, their beauty stays young...the epitome of forever young

I have mine in 8th house + Saturn conjunct Venus. My parents said one time when they saw my childhood friends passing by and they noticed that my face didn't change (matured face yk what I mean?)

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kooktrash · 1 year

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Hello hello, how are you doing? If it's okay, I would like to request for the "between roommates" couple, please. I wanted a fluff and maybe domestic scenario with them being happy and cute together. Thank you in advance. =)

this is one of my newer requests sent in but I missed BR!couple soo I made this. thx for sending in request <3

Between Roommates | Jeon Jungkook

warnings: none, just domestic boyfriend!JK. 1.4K words

“So here’s what I’m thinking, I’ll book the Air BnB tonight since we’re already doing things last minute,” Namjoon said to you after a lecture. The two of you were too focused on your talk to notice when your boyfriend of two months came up behind you. All he heard was when Namjoon told you he’d text you and it had him sweeping in.

“Joon hyung, I’ve got my eyes on you,” Jungkook said only half jokingly as he swung an arm over your shoulders dragging you into his side. Jungkook didn’t actually care if you talked to Namjoon stil, since you were all friends, but he did like to joke about it. Sure, sometimes he does get a little—just a little—nervous but he knows your feelings for him are strong. Namjoon knew it was all in fun too so he just gave a cheeky smile, “Whatever, I’ll see you guys later.”

“Are you done already?” You asked once you and Jungkook were walking to the parking lot already, matching backpacks and strides. He nodded, “Class canceled so I'm gonna hop on a match with Tae.”

“Boring,” you said, waving the thought away as you got in his car. The entire drive he kept his hand on your thigh like usual, music playing in the background as you went over things that happened today. When you got to your shared apartment, you retreated to your room while Jungkook ran to his bedroom to power on his monitors and PC.

Despite dating, you still kept your private spaces apart. It didn’t mean that Jungkook wouldn’t hop in your bed every night but this way you both still had a space for all of your belongings. Jungkook kept his gaming things in his bedroom to not bother you, and you had all your things in your own room. Maybe it was because you had lived together for so long as just roommates, you didn’t feel the need to constantly be around each other at home. You kept up with your usual routines except now he can sit you on the kitchen counter and kiss you whenever he wants to.

You changed into your home clothes before doing some homework that you had procrastinated on.

It was about two hours later when Jungkook had gotten tired of playing. He was still online with Taehyung and Yoongi when he heard your commotion in the kitchen. He stopped mid-sentence to listen in on what you might be doing.

“Jungkook, I’m cornered, pay attention,” Taehyung said through his headset but Jungkook just shushed him, “I’m trying to hear what Y/n’s doing.”

He could hear you laugh, talking out loud, probably on the phone and it made him curious. He tried refocusing on the game again but then he heard the clanking of pans and he was pausing the entire game, “Alright, I’ve gotta go.”

“What?” Yoongi asked, “Why?”

“Y/n’s making dinner.” He gave no room for debate as he exited the game and dropped his headset on his chair. He rushed out of his bedroom, “Wait! I’m coming!”

Jungkook slid across the wooden floor in his socks as he nearly crashed into you in the kitchen. You looked up at him, “Are you done gaming?”

“Yeah, I’ll do dinner,” Jungkook said as you stood by the sink filling a pot with water. Your brows furrowed, “It’s fine, I’m just hungry a little early today.”

He bumped his hips into yours nearly sending you flying and it made him smirk in mischief as he took the pot, “You did chores this morning, I’ve got dinner. You go sit in the living room and look cute for me.”

“Just cute?” You asked with a laugh as you did as told, leaving to the sofa and grabbing the remote control, “And here I thought you found me hot.”

“You are hot, smoking caliente hot, but you’re just so cute,” he cooed as he made a motion as if to pinch your cheeks but you were all the way in the living room now. He could see you through the wall opening above the sink and he loved the view. You flicked through Netflix shows as you said, “I left your laundry on your bed, did you even see it?”

He stopped in thought, watching the flame heat up the pot as he turned back to the counter to dice up some vegetables. He hadn’t seen it yet, he was too busy running to play Overwatch. He smiled at the thought of you folding his laundry. This is what he meant when he said you’re just so cute.

Before when you were just roommates, you obviously did things on your own but now everything was different. You always had the same apartment, same P.O. Box and parking spot, that hasn’t changed. What changed was your shared clothes in the hamper, same grocery trips, same bed to sleep in. You wore his shirts now and he stole your socks—sometimes wearing bright Monster High socks that he stole from you inside his black shoes. You did the cleaning and he cooked the meals, it was all very homey.

“I’ll put it away when I’m done,” he finally said, “Thank you, baby.”

He looked over at you again, catching you engrossed in your phone, “Who you talking to?”

“Huh? Nobody,” you said even as you texted away. Jungkook’s brows scrunched together watching your fingers tap against your screen. He let the topic go as he finished up with dinner while you watched tv. It didn’t take long for the food to be ready and he carried your plates to the dining table calling you over.

You set your phone facing down and he looked over at it. When it buzzed with a new notification, you ignored it now that he was close and it made him a little sad. You’re acting strange today.

“So what were you and Joon talking about earlier?” Jungkook asked as he served your plate for you. You shrugged, “Nothing exciting, just class.”

He visibly pouted, “Have you been texting him all afternoon, while your poor boyfriend works away making dinner?”

You chuckled, “You volunteered.”

He released a loud gasp, “So you don’t deny! You’ve been texting him this whole night? I can’t believe you’re cheating on me.”

“Oh my god, shut up,” you rolled your eyes with a smile as he pretended to cry dramatically. He ignored you, weeping louder and more annoying, “Not until you tell me what you’ve been talking about.”

“Fine, come here,” you leaned toward him as he moved closer to you. You pressed a hand to your mouth as you whispered, “It’s a secret.”

He whined, fake crying even louder, “Tell me!” You groaned, “I can’t, it’s a surprise.”

“A surprise?” He perked up, stuffing his face with noodles, “What kind of surprise? Is it for me?”

You didn’t say anything, choosing instead to eat quietly. He nudged your elbow with his as it sat on the table, “Y/n.”

You didn’t respond.

“Y/n.”

“Baby, tell me the surprise. I won’t spoil it.”

“Y/n!” He whined but you just smirked.

“I can’t,” you said but he was relentless the entire meal.

In the end you couldn’t handle it anymore and you ended up blurting out, “We’re planning a trip for your birthday!”

You both gasped, one in excitement and one in disbelief. You groaned loudly, “Ugh now you made me spoil the surprise. Joon’s gonna kill me.”

He rushed to your side, wrapping his arms around you way too tightly, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll act surprised. I’ll even cry in joy and say I never would’ve known, don’t be sad.”

You rolled your eyes, “It’s ruined, sorry.”

“No, it’s not,” Jungkook said as you stood up carrying both of your plates to the sink but he followed after you, “I’ll probably forget.”

“No you won’t.”

“I know, but at least now I can dress accordingly, where are we going?”

“Okay, I’m definitely not telling you that,” you chuckled, already going over the mishap. He smacked his lips, “But how am I supposed to plan my outfits with yours? We have to couple match, it’s my birthday.”

“You’re going to be annoying until then, won’t you?” You asked leaving to your bedroom and he was right behind you. He smiled, hugging you from behind, “Yup, because I’m so excited now, and I forgive you for talking to Joon hyung so much today instead of me.”

“You played for two hours ignoring me.”

“And now I’m gonna spend at least eight hours bothering you tonight.”

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Jungkook is so annoying 🤭

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actuallyadhd · 5 months

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hello! i just saw your recent post about procrastination as a learned behavior and had a "....oh." moment after doing a bit of research. i thought things would be fixed when i got on meds, and they weren't. i started realizing that the reason i confused executive dysfunction and procrastination was because dysfunction made me start to think "well, i know i'm not going to get this done, so i might as well not try" and i started pushing things to the side. this felt a lot better short term, but it's not sustainable. i'm stressed all the time, and double stressed because i can't figure out how to stop.

i've been trying to figure out a way to get myself to just do things, but i don't know how, and knowing that it's a learned behavior helps me a lot, because now i know it's possible to unlearn it. do you have any advice? thank you.

Sent October 4, 2023

I'm so glad this helped you reframe your procrastination! I know how much it can help to realize that it might be possible to change things that feel impossible to change.

There are a number of different ways to deal with procrastination. I just learned a new method that I'm going to try, called the "Solve-It Grid", that has you categorize the things you need to do based on how they make you feel. What I like about this method is that it emphasizes how much ADHDers rely on how we feel to get us through the day, and it can help us get things done by getting us to consider how we feel and how the tasks will make us feel. The idea is that if we match our tasks to how we feel, things will be easier overall.

I linked above to the article on ADDitude about it, but I actually first heard about it on YouTube, via the channel Minimalist Home (link to video). I've been trying to use the TickTick app on my phone, but I find it really anxiety-inducing to have all these scheduled tasks telling me I didn't do them.

TickTick has an Eisenhower Matrix section, and I'd tried personalizing it using a slightly different method from the usual, but it wasn't quite as helpful as I'd hoped due to the due date issue. So now I've redone it and changed the requirements for each quadrant based on the Solve-It Grid. I'll try to remember to update you on how it's working out. (If you decide to try TickTick and would like help personalizing the Eisenhower Matrix section like I did, let me know and I'll see if I can make a video showing how.)

Several years ago, I read the book The Procrastination Equation, by Piers Steel. It was really good and had lots of interesting information in it. He talks about the different reasons people procrastinate and how to deal with each reason. He never hits on the whole executive dysfunction/ADHD part of it that affects us, but I found that if I applied his methods half the battle was done. As in, the ADHD part was still an issue, but the non-ADHD part was dealt with. Because as much as we all like to pretend that ADHD is the problem, the fact is that we aren't just ADHD. We have lots of other stuff going on in our heads, and those impact our functioning as well. I took loads of notes and am happy to share what I learned in a dedicated post if people are interested. (I thought I might have posted it already but I can't find it, and my notes are on my personal LJ so I can copy them over easy.)

-J

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rottenpumpkin13 · 3 months

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It's been a while...how are things going in the Shinra/SOLDIER groupchat? 👉🏻👈🏻

Highlights From The SOLDIER Group Chat #3

• Director Lazard used to be the admin, but he had a nervous breakdown after Zack kept changing the group chat name to "Therapy" and having one-on-one sessions with people where he offered horrible advice.

• The final straw was Sephiroth asking how he should cope with his desire for a connection with an older, maternal figure. Zack linked a dating site for MILFs.

• Sephiroth is now the admin. At least four people now have Sephiroth's contact name to Admin-Roth.

• Sephiroth has removed Genesis on numerous occasions and for various reasons, the most recent one being:

Genesis: Hello! How is everyone today?

[Sephiroth has removed Genesis]

• Angeal sending those glittery and colorful good morning gifs (the type grandmas send)

• The following conversation:

Lazard: Sephiroth, kindly remove 'Cloud Strife'. This group chat is exclusive to SOLDIER members only for safety reasons.

[Cloud Strife is now an admin]

Lazard: .........

• Kunsel changing the group chat name to "Reasons why Genesis is a bitch" and the reasons pouring in immediately after. Genesis got into a verbal dispute with four people through voice messages.

• The following conversation:

Lazard: Which one of you placed an entire thanksgiving turkey in the break room fridge?

Zack: I did. That's my afternoon snack.

Sephiroth: I must apologize. I took a leg thinking it was for everyone to share.

Zack: No worries bud :)

• The trend of sending pictures of Sephiroth's hair strands throughout the 49th floor.

• The time when Angeal and Genesis were seriously arguing over whether a taco is a hot dog or a sandwich, and Sephiroth changed the group chat name to 'They have kissed before' mid-argument.

• The following conversation:

Zack: @Angeal Dude your pancake recipe does NOT work.

Angeal: Lol. Are you making it right now?

Zack: Yup.

Angeal: Alright show me how far you got. Maybe I can help :)

Zack:

[Angeal has left the group]

• Genesis sending this image whenever one or more messages are deleted:

• Kunsel regularly sends the weekly gossip rundown and his messages look like this:

☕⭐ TEA OF THE WEEK☕⭐

- FRIENDSHIP: Rufus Shinra and Lazard Deusericus seen whispering outside the president's office. Both men were holding a roll of duct tape and a long rope. They dispersed when asked what they were doing.

- MYSTERY: Did Professor Hojo really fall down the main entrance stairs or was he pushed? Sources say Sephiroth was there when it happened and looked pleased when the professor was taken away on a stretcher.

- DRAMA: Genesis is seen in the breakdown having a verbal dispute with a revolving door after the tail of his coat gets caught in it.

- HAIR: Angeal finds his first gray hair, Roche gets his tasteful honey highlights, Sephiroth's hair grows another inch, Throwback images of Rude (of the Turks) resurface where he is seen with hair, and an online discussion on the Red Leather forums over wether or not Genesis's hair is actually brown sparks controversy.

• The following exchange:

Sephiroth: Can you all please type out your names and post them. Someone stole my PHS and changed everyone's contact names.

Genesis: Genesis Rhapsodos.

Sephiroth: Ah. This one was untouched.

Genesis: ????? What am I saved as?

Sephiroth: Wannabe Sephiroth.

Genesis: ALAKSHSJSJSKDHSJ FUCK YOU

Zack: Zack!

Sephiroth: Thank you, Distracted Hedgehog.

Zack: ...........

Angeal: I'm Angeal.

Sephiroth: As of right now. Before this you were "Patron Saint of Hypocrisy."

Angeal: That's.....a little mean.

Cloud: Cloud Strife.

Sephiroth: Hahaha. This one was very clever.

Cloud: What is it?

Cloud: Well??

Cloud: ........

Cloud: It's Chocobo isn't it?

Sephiroth: My apologies.

• Zack has a habit of procrastinating by sending voice messages that are essentially podcasts. In one of them, you can hear him trip over a wet floor sign, fall, and continue talking about his favorite hair gel brand like nothing happened.

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inactivewattpadauthor · 5 months

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Dark Raiden x Reader (Angst)

⚠️A/n: CW, There is sexual assault in this one-shot.

Nothing too heavy, but read at your own will.

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Pushing the faucet down, the kitchen became silent as the running water ended.

It's about time you did the dishes today. Now, all you had to do was wipe down the counter, and then you're done with cleaning the kitchen. Something you've been procrastinating to do the entire week.

Proceeding, using a wet sponge, you see and hear a flash in the hallway. You took a deep breath and continued wiping down the counter, hoping your night isn't about to be ruined.

You hear his loud footsteps travel down the hall to where you were. You didn't bother looking up as you saw him stand before you, observing you.

"What are you doing?" Is the first thing your supposed lover says to you.

"Hello, Raiden." You greeted, making sure you left the snarky tone in your voice. "I'm just cleaning up the kitchen."

Raiden scoffs at your greeting, his red eyes narrowing in judgment as he watches you scrub the counter.

"Don't you have better things to do?" His voice rings icy and distant, as if your presence has become a nuisance.

"I was supposed to do it a while ago, but I felt lazy." You shrugged off before looking at him. "Cage called me, by the way. How was your little attack on Netherrealm?"

Raiden began feeling defensive as he heard the patronizing tone in your voice. "What exactly did he tell you?"

"How you wanted Special Forces to just go and invade Netherrealm. How Sonya ended up dying during that reckless plan of yours."

You watch as a deep scowl forms on Raiden's face. His footsteps quickly bring him to stand directly in front of you, staring down at you from under the shadow of his hat.

"There was nothing reckless about my decision to assault the Netherrealm. Our enemy grows more powerful by the day, and the Elder Gods have gone silent. I had to act."

You didn't back down from him as he stood before you in an intimidating manner. "Look, I know Netherrealm is literal hell where all these demons and monsters rest, but it just feels wrong for YOU to make the first offense."

The Thunder God's face contorts with rage as your words sink in. "You have no idea what Netherrealm holds in store for Earthrealm. If I had just let the threat be, I may as well have just put the entire realm up for the taking."

His eyes lock on to you with a piercing gaze, his voice booming to match his furious demeanor. "I was right to act. You just haven't seen the things that I have."

Crossing your arms and focusing your e/c eyes away from him, you sighed. "Alright! I get it! Just.... The things you don't feel right about is just how it is..."

It takes every ounce of his restraint to not lash out at you, his hands clenching in a fist at his sides. "Do not speak to me about what is right or wrong." His voice is a booming thunder as he moves even closer to you, towering over the top of you. "Do not try to tell me what feels off."

You didn't dare break underneath him. "I wasn't! I was just stating how I felt! Don't tell me that's enough to upset you!"

"Of course it upsets me." He hisses out through angry breaths. "I should never have to hear your opinion on any decision that I make."

"Okay, you know what?" You push past him, not wanting to speak with him anymore. There was clearly no progress.

Raiden follows you to the hall before grabbing your wrist firmly to stop you. "Do not walk away from me! We are not finished talking!"

"I'm done talking with you for right now. You refuse to listen." You barked back, trying to tug away from him.

Growing more angry at your objection and lack of obedience to him, he shoved you against the wall, leaning over you. "I am doing what's best for Earthrealm! You will listen to me! I say we are not finished talking!"

Fear did start looming over you. "Raiden! Unhand me!" You still tried dismissing him, something he's growing more irritated with.

Raiden's grip tightens on your arm. "I will not." He growls out, his voice booming with power. "You will listen and act as I tell you, nothing less. Is that understood?"

"Raiden, please! Just-"

Your words were cut as Raiden forcefully pressed his lips to yours. How lost and confused you felt at his action. It would've just made more sense for him to electrocute you or something like that. Still, you couldn't believe he would do something like this to establish his dominance.

You turn your face away swiftly to attempt to tell him to stop, only for him to turn your chin back forward and forcefully kiss you more, shoving his tongue in your mouth.

Pushing him away was futile since he's seven feet, and you weren't even the average woman's height. But you did it anyway.

You were absolutely no match for his dominance until you felt it-

A huge hand going between your legs and fondling you roughly.

"RAIDEN!" You shouted, not knowing what to even think anymore of the situation.

After being shocked for a few seconds, your instinct reacted by delivering a firm slap to his face, making him stop.

...

The silence was loud as you two looked at each other with shock, but you were trying to recover your composure while your eyes looked up at him in fear and guilt.

Raiden steps back from you, allowing you to have your space. Although it was the correct response from him, you expected him to still strike back or belittle you.

Waiting for you to calm down more, he steps back forward to you, wanting to piece you back together after seemingly shattering you.

"Y/n," He begans with a much calm, yet still assertive voice, placing a hand on your cheek. "Don't be afraid of me."

"I," You had to gather your spilled thoughts. Removing his hand away, you continued your sentence.

"I miss the Raiden that wasn't corrupted. He'd never do such a thing like that to me!" Tears filled your eyes as you looked up at him with hurt and betrayal.

Raiden's cold heart felt a dagger as you rejected his attempted affection. Something you've been denied a lot ever since he became some colder Thunder God.

He bows to you apologetically. "I regret my actions. I truly do not ever wish to hurt someone as dear as you. I do not know what came over me."

It took him a minute to say what should be said. "I apologize."

You crossed your arms and looked away from him, still in tears. "You want my forgiveness? Then leave me alone."

The tall man stood for a moment before respecting your word for once and turning to leave out the front door.

You waited to hear the door close before sliding down the wall, curling up and letting out a full-on sob.

As you sit on the ground, tears welling up in your eyes, you try to make sense of what had just happened. Just a few minutes ago, Raiden had invaded your personal space and assaulted you on a whim.

As the tears continue to flow down your cheeks, you think about how Raiden had treated you before. He was always kind, gentle; nothing like this. His eyes were blue and filled with sincerity, and his presence was a source of comfort.

He was rather shy in the relationship at first, but you did well to get him out of his shell, especially after the many times the demigod would get very overwhelmed and then go consult with the Elder Gods.

You bury your face deeper into your hands, feeling hopeless and heartbroken as the emotions wash over you.

"Damn that stupid, fucking amulet."

#mortal kombat 11 #mk imagine #mortal kombat #mortal kombat imagines #mortal kombat x reader #mk headcanons #dark raiden #lord raiden #raiden x reader #mortal kombat headcanons #goddesswritings

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thegvlaxyrvanger · 21 days

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Hi, hello!! I found your blog through dead-dove's blog, and I was wondering if you would take a request for Katherine, your idol oc x yandere reader?

It's nice to meet you, I'm "💌 anon"!

~ 💌

GALAXY RANGER'S NOTES ;;

☆. Hey there 💌 anon !! Glad to meet you as well !! :] I just woke up to this earlier and I'm really happy that this is my first ever request and ask <D (I also changed her entire information, her name is now Shimizu Mei.)

☆. Sorry if this took really long, procrastination has been sticking with me these past 3 days. (You could pretty much tell that I got pretty lazy at the very end.)

✧. Taglist (Lmk if you want to be added!) ;

- @dead-dove-yandere

- @love-letter-exe

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𖥔. ♡ KATHERINE -— An Idol and Her Number One Fan. PART 1.

𖥔. ♡ Pairing -— Female Popular Idol x Yandere ! GN Fan

TWs : This story contains dark topics such as Stalking, Obsession, Non-consensual Photography, Obsession, Implied NSFW (Masturbation), Implied Murder, Kidnapping, Drugging, etc. Please proceed with caution. Minors DNI.

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You weren't exactly a huge fan of idols, not that you don't like them or that you're just trying to be different from millions of people hopping onto the bandwagon, it's just that their songs aren't the type of music that you would obsessively listen to 24/7, you like listening to a lot of songs and have favorites as well, but their songs just doesn't really stick to your taste.

Your friends on the other hand are basically on the opposite side of your coin, they absolutely LOVE idols and are basically just head on heels for them, each having their own preferences, you would mostly see them talking about their favorites non-stop, they could ramble about their bias to you for hours, so it isn't really surprising that they're basically one of those crazy insane and down bad fans, in which sometimes they even argue on which one is better, it's kind of annoying really.

They always drag you to their favorite idol's concert whenever they have the chance to and have a LOT of merch from them, from posters, to t-shirts, jackets, plushies, etc., you name it. You couldn't quite grasp why they would spend a lot of money just for some poster.

As for you, well, all that you could do is listen to their ramblings about their favorites and drag you to concerts, and to be honest, it kind of feels like they're pretty much shoving their interests into your face, but you don't really mind, actually, it's quite fun because you're hanging out with your friends and are just spending time with each other, nothing more.

But now? You finally get why.

You finally get why people would go crazy insane for someone who probably wouldn't even notice them.

Though, gazing at them from afar, screaming their name, and having lots and lots of merch from them, isn't enough to be honest for you to prove that you're their number one fan. It doesn't really make you feel a sense of, fulfillment, really.

You need to go through more..

Drastic and intense measures, just for you to prove it.

Of course, you know that this is too much, you're being crazy and this could lead to consequences that could be life-long, but it would be worth it in the end,

ŗ̲̯͕͎ͮ́͟͝͞͞i̮̭̭͙g͖̩͕̱ͦ͋ͤ́ͦ̾ḩ̲͍ͯ̒ͨ̄͌ͣ̚͝͡ţ̴̴̳̜͗ͩ̓̾ͨ̃ͪ͐̀̚͠͏?̸̵̫͈͙͖̠̫̖͌ͪ̿̉̆́͘͠

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Recently, your friends have started talking about one specific idol, not the ones that they used to talk about, and as usual, they seem to be very crazy down bad for him, or her. You find it very strange and you feel really confused but also somewhat curious. Who are they talking about, exactly?

While the three of you were at a café, hanging out as usual, you find them talking about this idol again, curiosity got the better of you, and you then asked which idol were they talking about.

“Oh, you haven't heard? There's a new idol rolling around and her popularity has almost immediately skyrocketed, it's only been 3 days! I already get why because she's soooooooooo pretty and very cuuuteeee!! You should check the recent news article and her account!” One of your friends then said, as they gave you the said idol's account, this only made your curiosity grow bigger, and have eventually decided to search her account up later. You eventually find yourself talking to your friends about that idol, your curiosity getting bigger and bigger the more information about her you collect from your friends, it was unusual for you, really. But you don't really seem to care at all.

After sometime, you and your friends then parted ways, and while on your way back to your apartment, you eventually searched up her account, and holy hell, your friends were right, she is pretty and cute.

You were absolutely enthralled with her beautiful and dazzling appearance. You felt yourself getting engulfed, and eventually you decided to stalk her account.

She goes by “Shimizu Mei” on her account, a pretty brunette who's half-japanese, half-, wears Jirai Kei and Gyaru fashion, and her singing voice is absolutely stunning. You already forgot that you already walked past your apartment because of how submerged you are to her pretty looks and voice.

You then realize what you've been doing after what felt like forever and eventually snapped back to reality, you then hit and laughed to yourself quietly, you felt stupid for walking past your apartment.

But you also felt confused, what's wrong with you? This is very unusual of you, really. You've.. never felt like this before, you've never liked an idol before, and most importantly, you never would've thought that you'd actually be a fan of one, but it's not like you don't want to stop and restrain yourself, while you weren't exactly expecting this, you eventually just accepted it, you like her, you've become her fan, and that's that.

At least, that's what you initially thought.

As weeks pass by, your friends gradually start to notice that you seem to be, very fixated on the recent popular idol, Mei, not that they mind about it, it's just getting quite concerning on how much you like her.

You would only talk to them if it's about, her. If they try to change the topic by talking about another idol, you'd get really mad. They tried to calm you down by telling you to chill talking about her for a moment and just talk about something else instead, which only made you get even more mad. They found it very strange, you weren't like this a few weeks ago, what happened to you?

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You only found yourself getting even more obsessed with the idol as days and weeks pass by. When you found out that she's hosting a meet-and-greet near your city, you immediately thought that you HAD to go with your friends since they told you that they were going as well.

The day of the meet-and-greet arrived, and oh boy this crowd was absolutely yet unsurprisingly really huge. You and your friends don't even know what was going on except for the fact that everyone was going batshit crazy while security was trying to calm everyone down, yet it was no use.

Amidst the crowd, you then saw her glance at you.

Yes, you.

As soon as you immediately noticed that she glanced at you for a mere second, your heart almost instantly stopped for a moment. You felt like you were about to fucking burst right then and there! As the voices of your friends calling out for your name in the middle of the crowd fell on deaf ears, not realizing that you were lost before you eventually snap back into reality, realized what was going on as you tried to find your friends while you steal a few glances back at the idol, who's sweet honey-like voice helped the security calm the crowd down.

Gosh, her voice is so fucking intoxicating.

After a while of waiting which seemed like forever to you, you finally get to see her.

In front of you, face-to-face.

Fucking god, was she trying to kill you? Was she trying to hypnotize you with that pretty little head of hers? Did she pull a spell on you or something? What the hell did she fucking do to you?

From her soft locks, to the most sweetest smile that you've ever seen from someone, to her outfit wear, to literally everything.

She's just practically begging for you to doll her up at this point.

...

“...- Eh .. -Ah ?- H-hello? Sweetheart -..? Are you even listening -?” she then said, snapping her fingers at your face, you eventually snap back into reality once more as you eventually find yourself frantically and repeatedly apologizing to her.

“No need to apologize, my dear ~ Would you like to take a picture with me, ? Or an autograph ? Just let me know sweetie !” She then replied, you found yourself a little lost in words as you then realized that she called you a pet name, your face turning into a bright, crimson shade of red as you eventually told her that you would just like to take a photo with her.

After the photoshoot with her, she then gave you the photo, signed it, and waved goodbye to you and your friends with a sweet smile on her face. Eventually you and your friends said your goodbyes to one another as you three parted ways.

...

It wouldn't be so bad to go back,

Take a picture of her,

And follow her on her way back,

...

Right?

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#actually yandere #female yandere #male yandere #yandere #yandere bf #yandere gf #yandere reader #yandere x reader #yande.re #yancore #yanblr #yanderecore #yandere bef #yandere thoughts #yandere reader x darling

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dolldefiler · 2 months

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Update, update, update.

This is long and boring so feel free to skip this :)

Hello, hello, everyone. I've got a couple of things to throw out there so let's begin with some good news. I joined Tumblr on 23rd January and it's almost been a month now. In that time, I've received a fair number of followers and notes which is pretty crazy (I don't know why the new followers != total followers). Considering the themes I write around, I figured I'd primarily get a bunch of hate mail (which I have, but the love I've received has drowned that out), so thank you!

I did also pop up a Ko-fi link on my bio briefly. Someone sent me some money (thank you btw) and then I took it down because I felt bad. There are definitely more charitable causes in the world than some guy who writes out his fantasies. Never mind, I've received a bunch of DMs and asks telling me to keep it up (which is crazy to me because why would you give anyone money for content when you can consume it for free). I'll pop it back up when I feel like I've written enough to justify it, which I think is a suitable compromise.

Now onto the bad news. I've been away for a few days and my upload speed will continue to be slow for the foreseeable future. It is a little difficult to juggle acting like a rapist online when you're getting brutally raped by constant university deadlines. I'll still post, but probably not at the rate I was going at before... Unless I decide I want to procrastinate my work.

Also, regarding DMs and Asks, I'll rewrite those sections in my intro post because I've come back to about 100 additional asks in 3 days, and a slightly smaller number of DMs. If I don't answer you, it's not because I hate you, I'm just hella busy.

Onto the issue of hate mail and whatnot, I completely expected it so I have nothing to say about it (besides, if you're reading this, I expect you're probably not going to turn around a call me a vile piece of shit for whom medieval torture methods should exclusively be brought back into fashion). That being said, I've talked to a close friend and the concept of potentially adding content warnings and the such to my work came up. I've developed my writing through talking to people and posting comments on Reddit, so I've never felt the need to add these, and I figured tagging my work would work just as well. Is this something you'd like me to do going forward? I'll add a poll.

And finally, to wrap up, here's my to-do list for this blog:

Add coloured text to old posts (and new posts going forward)

Potentially add content warnings

Hopefully pluck up the effort to edit my work

And that's about it. Sorry for yapping so much. Thank you for sticking around. Much love. Big hugs. I'll catch you later, alligator. Byeeeee.

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slvt4tom · 23 days

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Posting this since the other one is taking to long because I've been procrastinating on it 😭 but I think this one is just the cutest thing but it also is kind of all over the place since idk what to write

Tom x F! Reader

T - tom

B - bill

Ge - georg

Gu - Gustav

Y - you

I - interviewer (maybe A for Ashley)

You and the band were on the tour bus about to go to an interview after a few minutes you guys got to the station and went inside got everything set up it was the interviewer lady she was blond, big boobs really trying to show off for someone probably tom so you just had to roll ur eye when you saw so then bill sat and then tom in the middle and then you at then georg and Gustav couldn't come since they were busy Georg seeing his Girlfriend and family Gustav seeing his family also. The live tv thing started and so the lady started talking.

A - Hello everybody! today we have the band tokio hotel! How are you guys?

The people in the crowd screamed and cheered

B - were good

After a few minutes of getting to know each other and settling down and stuff asking questions like "why did the band start" "when it started" blah blah blah. And then she started asking more personal I guess questions?

A - "Okay umm a few more and then the fans will ask okay, first tom is it true just on the first night you had 4 girls in your room?"

Tom looks down kind of sad you noticed and put your hand on his back whispering to him

Y - "hey Tom it will be over soon I promise and then we can go get you a new hat yeah? And some strawberries?"

Tom nodded his head at you the interviewer looked a bit jealous so she fixed her top so her boobs were like spilling out of her Tom you just looked away holding in a giggle you took at deep breath and looked back at the interviewer with a "🤨" look but she ignored you just asking the boys questions making them clearly uncomfortable. You wanted to butt in so bad but didn't want to make a scene so when she was talking to bill you tapped Tom on the shoulder handing him a slip of paper "this lady is annoying smh and she's clearly into you, I actually want to throw water on her bruh".

Tom let out a chuckle messing with his lip piercing and looking to you while nodding his head and passing bill the note.

After a while the interview was over and all 3 of you walked out laughing ur asses off at the note because you all added something to it somehow not getting caught just clowning on the lady trying to get the boys attention especially tom. Suddenly you hear a door open and fast footsteps and tom feels someone grab his shoulder all 3 of you turned around with a "huh" it was the interviewer

A - "tom wait! I was um wondering.. Maybe you would like to-"

Tom cut her off clearly not interested you were a little surprised since he would have usually jumped at the chance to hook up with a blondy with big boobs

T - "no I'm really sorry but i already have my eyes on someone"

You and bill looked at him with a shocked and confused look you guys knew he was gonna turn her down but didn't know he had his eyes on someone already??

A - "O-oh I understand"

She said that and walked away her head hung low

Y + B - "TOM YOU LIKE SOMEONE?!"

T - "yeah? I've liked her since we were little I'm surprised you guys didn't know, now can we please go to the store y/n promised me a new hat and I want her to keep that promise!"

Y - "I forgot I promised that, okay whatever let's go"

B - "we should get food after I'm getting pretty hungry"

Y - "yeah me too"

T - "yeah"

You guys all went to the store getting Tom his hat, you got a necklace or something, and bill got a belt and after that you guys went out to eat and after that you guys went back to the hotel you guys were staying in.

Bill had gone to sleep and you were standing on the balcony the wind blowing in ur hair the sunset lighting up ur eyes ur skiing glowing you looked stunning.. Tom came out and stood behind you holding ur waist resting his chin on your shoulder leaning his head in the crook of ur neck

T - "what is a pretty lady like ur self doing all alone out here"

Y - "Tom what are you doing goofy?"

T - "you know how I said I liked someone for a while now? Well.. I thought I might tell you who it is if you haven't figured it out by now"

You had a pretty good guess but you wanted him to say it from his own 2 lips

Y - "are you gonna tell me silly?"

T - "okay maybe it's a little silly but I think ill show you instead"

With that he spins you around to look at him pulling you in closer by ur waist and leaning his head down to kiss you softly and passionately in the sunset full of love everything was just perfect..

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sugdenlovesdingle · 2 months

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Here it FINALLY is, even though it's well and truly the 15th here, my @tarlos-secret-cupid valentines gift for @carlos-in-glasses

As usual time and my tendency to procrastinate aren't friends and it's way too damn late (or early) and I really needed to go to bed about... 5 hours ago... but I hope you like it!

It's a combination of one of the tropes you said you liked - Alternate first meeting and a pre-valentines date/first valentines day together.

Luisa gets her hands on Carlos' phone and decides to take matters into her own hands to fix her brother's love life.

Love online (AO3)

It wasn’t like Carlos hated spending time with his family, or even really minded. He liked most of his relatives just fine, especially his nieces and nephews and younger cousins. The problem was that all of them in one place at the same time was usually chaos and downright exhausting.

The kids always wanted him to play with them, while his mother and tías made it their mission to find out everything they could about his life.

Even his non-existent love life.

Still, he was nothing if not a good son, and he didn’t want to upset his mother by cancelling on her for Sunday dinner with the family, and definitely not one that doubled as her birthday party.

So he turned off his car’s engine and made himself get out and walk to the door.

He rang the doorbell and mentally braced himself for the usual madness that ensued whenever the family was together for any kind of occasion.

“There you finally are. Why are you dressed like that?” Luisa stepped aside after opening the door. “Are you moonlighting as a stripper?”

“Funny.” Carlos rolled his eyes at her and walked into the house. “I came straight from work. I didn’t want to drive home and then all the way back here.” He took off his jacket. “Where is mom?”

“In the kitchen, gossiping with tía Lucy and tía Carmen. And the rest of the family is…” she waved a hand around and Carlos nodded.

“I’ll go say hello to mom and then get changed.” He told her. “By the way, do you have a charger? My battery is almost gone and my charger is at home.”

“I think I have one in the car. I’ll get it and plug your phone in.” She held out her hand and Carlos reluctantly handed it over. “Don’t read my messages.” He warned her.

“Why? Got a secret boyfriend we’re not allowed to know about?”

“Yeah, right.” Carlos mumbled. “Just don’t go through my phone, ok? It’s called privacy. You might have heard of it.”

“Like you when you used to read my diary, you mean?”

“That was one time! I was seven!”

“One time I know about.”

“You used to read Ana’s diary all the time.”

“You have no proof of that.” Luisa said and slipped past him, out the door to her car.

Carlos sighed and went to greet his mother and tías.

“Hola mama. Happy birthday.” He said and leaned over to give her a hug and kiss her cheek. “Did you get my flowers?”

“Yes, they were delivered this morning, they’re beautiful mijo, thank you.” She noticed his uniform. “Did you come here from work? You work too hard cariño.”

“It’s fine mom, it was a slow day. And I’ll have a few days off from Tuesday.”

“Maybe you should talk to your father, let him talk to your captain to not make you work so hard.”

“I’m fine mom, I promise. Nobody needs to talk to anyone.” He insisted and let her fuss over him for a few minutes before making his way up to his childhood bedroom to change into his regular clothes.

By the time he made it back downstairs, his mom was distracted so he quickly grabbed himself something to eat and went in search of his sister, and more importantly, his phone.

He found her in the living room in her favourite armchair, scrolling through her phone.

Only when he took a closer look, he realised it wasn’t her own phone in her hand, but his.

“Hey, what are you doing? Give me my phone!” Carlos tried to grab his phone from his sister's hands but she quickly moved out of his reach.

“I will, when I'm done with it.” Luisa replied. “Don't you have any sexy pictures of yourself on this thing?”

“Why would I? And why do you care?”

“Nobody is going to be interested when you look like any random guy in the street.”

“Interested? What? What are you doing?”

“Wait, I think I have some cute pictures of you from tía Lucy's birthday party last summer.”

“Cute pictures? What do you need cute - oh no. No you’re not.” He tried to grab his phone again but she stuffed it in her bra and turned her attention to her own phone.

“Ana come here and look at this. What do you think of this one? Does this say boyfriend material?”

Ana came over and looked at her sister's phone screen.

“Are you trying to find him a boyfriend?” She turned to Carlos. “You can't find your own dates now?”

“I can but she stole my phone.”

“He needs to get laid.” Luisa explained. “He's way too wound up and stressed lately. A hot guy in his bed would take care of that.”

“And you're going to find him one?”

“I'm going to give him a push in the right direction. Come on, help me out, it's for a good cause.”

“To get Carlos a boyfriend?”

“Yes! If mom finds out he's seeing someone, she'll obsess over that and stop fussing over us. She'd stop making digs at your parenting style.”

Ana considered her sister's words for a second and then pulled out her own phone.

“I still have pictures from when we went to the waterpark with the kids. If we crop them out those pictures are definitely going to get him a guy.”

Carlos ran a hand through his hair and sat back on the sofa, wondering how this was his life.

“Oh that one is nice!” Luisa said, looking at Ana’s phone. “If you crop it like this, the guys will be fighting to get in his bed.”

“Have either of you considered that I might actually be seeing someone already?”

The two women paused what they were doing.

“Are you?” Ana asked.

“No he’s not. I ran into Iris a few days ago. He’s single. She told me.”

“Iris doesn’t know everything about me.” Carlos argued, wishing once again his sister didn’t know his best friend that well.

“Ok which one should I put as profile picture? The waterpark one?” Luisa asked Ana. “Or maybe one in uniform? Is that allowed?” She briefly turned to Carlos but didn’t wait for a reply.

“This one is nice. He’s actually smiling in it.” Ana said and sat down next to her sister. “We need to do something about that profile too. Just Carlos, 28, Austin, cop isn’t going to make anyone take an interest.”

The two of them spent the next half hour working their magic on Carlos’ profile until they were satisfied.

“Ok, so, what kind of guy are you looking for?” Ana asked. “Does he have to be Latino?”

Carlos shrugged.

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

Luisa frowned.

“What kind of answer is that?”

“I don’t know, Lu, I don’t really think about that. If I like a guy, I like him, but not because he is or isn’t Latino.”

“Fine.” She sighed and turned her attention back to Carlos’ phone. “Oh ok this guy is cute! Originally from DC but lives in Austin now. What do you think?” she showed him a picture of a fairly attractive guy who looked like he’d just stepped out of a tanning salon.

“He’s ok.” Carlos replied with a shrug even though he could tell neither of his sisters were actually listening to him.

“Oh he wants an open relationship. Are you ok with that?”

“Does it matter? You'll decide for me anyway.”

Luisa rolled her eyes at her brother and went back to swiping through the app.

“Oh look at this one!” she quickly flashed him the phone screen again. “He's cute! And he has a dog! You like dogs.”

“Hmm.”

“Oh he's from NYC. Wow. And he's a firefighter and paramedic.”

“Good for him.”

“Wait, do I swipe left or right for yes? Never mind, I found it. Ooh he's swiped on you too! He likes you hermanito!”

“Let me see.” Ana told her. “Oh he is cute. Nice eyes and kind to animals. What more do you want?”

“To actually get a say in anything to do with my own love life?”

“Is that his name? TK?” Ana asked.

“Yeah. Looks like it. Probably a nickname.” Luisa replied.

“Who goes by a nickname on a dating app?”

“Someone with something to hide. He’s probably married with three kids and a golden retriever.” Carlos commented.

“You don’t have to marry the guy, Carlitos. Just hook up with him once. Or twice if he’s good in bed.” Luisa said with a wink. “Oh he’s messaging you! He’s keen!”

“He’s messaging you more like.”

“Should I reply?”

“No, no you need to reply yourself.” Ana said to Carlos.

“I said hey back.” Luisa said, getting up and dropping Carlos’ phone in his lap. “Thank me in your wedding speech. Or name your first born after me.”

“I thought I didn’t have to marry him?”

“You don’t. But this guy is your type and I know you.”

“What does that even mean?”

“That you should probably talk to the guy.” Ana said, pointing at the phone in his lap, before getting up and following her sister into the kitchen.

Carlos reluctantly picked up the phone and unlocked it. He looked through the guy’s profile and had to admit he was cute. He had a nice smile and there was a hint of mischief in his bright green eyes.

And he’d be lying if the picture with the big fluffy Bernese Mountain dog wasn’t one of the cutest things he’d seen in a long time.

Suddenly he remembered Luisa had started a chat with him and he tapped out of the pictures and back to the conversation.

So you’re a cop?

Carlos read the line over and over, not sure how to reply. He wasn’t interested in satisfying the guy’s uniform kink, or get a lecture on why all cops are assholes.

- Yeah. Is that a problem?

Not to me. I do have one question though.

- Have I ever shot anyone?

No. Do they let you take the handcuffs home with you? 😉😇

Carlos laughed and decided to keep talking to this TK guy. He told him about himself a little, and TK told him he’d only moved to Austin a few months ago and could do with someone to show him the best places to go in the city.

And I don’t just mean your bed. Though judging by your pictures, I wouldn’t hate that.

Carlos blushed a little but found he wouldn’t hate that either. In the end they decided to meet up for a drink that Wednesday on Carlos’ day off.

Which he was definitely not telling his sisters about.

He spent most of his Wednesday cleaning his house and his bedroom, and put clean sheets on the bed, even though he’d only changed them a few days ago. He didn’t want to assume, but it was in his nature to be prepared for anything.

Especially if that anything would turn out to involve TK in between his new clean sheets.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and when he checked the notification, he saw a new message from TK.

A picture of himself in front of a mirror in a bedroom with the caption What do you think?

He was wearing a black button down shirt with some kind of print on it and dark jeans. He looked great, yet all Carlos’ brain managed to come up with were three fire emojis.

Careful with those fires officer. You don’t want them getting out of control.

- It’s ok, I have a date with a fireman tonight. I’m sure he’ll keep me safe.

Carlos shook his head as he reread his last reply.

“Congratulations, that’s the worst reply anyone ever sent.” He mumbled to himself.

Though TK didn’t seem to mind. He sent him a laughing emoji and a firefighter one.

Firefighter. It sounds more badass.

- You run into fires for a living, you don’t need a word to make you more badass.

TK didn’t reply and Carlos decided to look through his own wardrobe to find something to wear. He’d just decided on a green t-shirt that was maybe a little too tight across the chest, when his phone buzzed again.

This time TK had sent him a short video of himself standing in front of the same mirror in the same bedroom, but undoing the buttons on his shirt with his free hand.

“One button? Or two? Or three? Or more?” the TK in the video asked and all Carlos could do was stare at the exposed skin.

- Two is probably the limit. Or else we’ll never make it to the bar.

And that would be a bad thing?

- We’ve never even met. I could be an axe murderer!

Good thing I know how to handle an axe.

TK sent him another winking emoji and told him he’d see him in a few hours.

Carlos got to the bar early, and found a table close enough to the door so he’d see TK when he walked in, but hidden from view enough that he wouldn’t get stuck talking to someone from work if they’d happen to come in.

When TK arrived a little while later, Carlos’ mouth went dry at the sight of him. He’d looked good in the pictures and the video, but he was even better looking in person.

He looked like a model and Carlos felt severely underdressed.

“Hey, Carlos right?” TK walked up to him with a smile on his face and Carlos got up to greet him, letting TK pull him into a hug.

“Actually, I’m Raul, Carlos is my evil twin.” He joked and immediately scrunched up his face and shook his head. “Sorry. I don’t know why I said that. That was my attempt at a joke. I’m not usually this much of an idiot.”

TK laughed and sat down at the table.

“It’s ok. You’re pretty cute, you’re forgiven.”

They talked for a while, sharing stories about their lives, jobs, families and friends, but the conversation soon turned flirty when TK noticed the mechanical bull on the other side of the bar.

“Have you ever ridden one of those?” he nodded at the bull.

“Once or twice. But I grew up on a ranch, I could ride a horse before I could ride a bike.”

“Really? So you’re a cowboy?”

“Yeah I suppose.” Carlos leaned over the table so TK would hear him without having to shout over the music. “I could teach you how it’s done.”

TK looked at him and the mischievous spark Carlos had seen in his profile pictures was back.

“Lead the way cowboy.”

Carlos managed to convince the guy operating the bull to forget about their one person at a time policy and let them ride together.

TK climbed on first and held out his hand for Carlos who wanted to climb on behind him, but the other man stopped him.

“I won’t know what to do if you sit behind me, will I?” TK said innocently. “You better sit on the other side.”

Carlos hesitated for a second but quickly climbed onto the bull when the next person in line yelled at him to get a move on.

And instead of facing the bull’s head, he sat facing TK.

“Hello cowboy.” TK grinned. Putting the hand that wasn’t holding onto the saddle on Carlos’ thigh.

“Hey.” Carlos replied, slipping an arm around TK’s waist, not bothering to hold onto the saddle.

“Ok, ready? 1… 2… 3…” the guy operating the bull said and pushed a button so it started moving.

Slowly at first, spinning around and bucking only a little.

“This isn’t so bad.” TK commented and Carlos laughed.

“It’s only just getting started.” He said and an unexpected movement from the bull pushed TK forward and had him grabbing Carlos’ hips with both hands for support. “Just go with the flow.” Carlos told him.

“Easy for you to say!” He protested but didn’t seem to mind when Carlos held him a little tighter.

“It’s all in the thighs. Just squeeze and let the rest of your body move with the bull.”

The bull started moving faster and bucking wilder, making TK all but move into Carlos’ lap, which neither of them minded in the slightest.

Only trying to hold onto both TK and make both of them stay on the bull proved to be too much for Carlos’ cowboy skills, and soon they were thrown off and ended up in a pile of limbs on the mats surrounding it.

The spinning bull had made them dizzy and they laughed as they tried to get up.

Carlos managed to get to his feet first, but when he held out a hand to pull TK up, the other man stumbled and ended up pulling them both down on the mat again.

TK had somehow ended up half on top of Carlos, but instead of trying to get up, he put his hands on Carlos’ face and kissed him.

Someone yelled at them to get a room but Carlos couldn’t even begin to care when TK was kissing him like that.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all night.” TK admitted when they broke the kiss.

“Me too.” Carlos replied, the dopey smile on his face matching the one on TK’s.

“Alright fellas, move along please. You aren’t the only ones wanting to have a go at taming this beast.” The bull operator said and looked like he was about three seconds away from dragging the both of them off the mats.

They got up and Carlos wanted to go back to their table but TK pulled him into a dark corner, pushed him against the wall, and kissed him again.

Kissed him in a way that wasn’t entirely suitable for a packed bar.

Especially not when his hands slipped under Carlos’ t-shirt and Carlos’ own hands had somehow undone two more of the buttons on TK’s shirt.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Carlos managed to clear his mind enough to speak when he felt TK’s hands on his belt.

“Don’t you want to?”

“I do… I really, really do… but… not in public.”

TK suddenly seemed to remember where they were and took a step back as he looked around.

“Right… sorry.” He looked embarrassed and Carlos swore his cheeks were turning red.

“My place is close.” He said and kissed TK again, hoping he understood everything Carlos was trying to tell him.

It turned out TK was really good at reading him and within half an hour, Carlos discovered that TK without any clothes and in his bed was by far his favourite version of him.

And he was actually really good at riding.

* 4 years later *

“Are you happy?” TK asked softly, wrapping his arms around his new husband’s waist and resting his chin on his shoulder.

Carlos smiled and turned his head slightly for a kiss.

“I’ve never been this happy in my life.”

TK moved to stand beside him.

“Me too. I never thought I’d meet the love of my life when I ended up here.”

“Hmm.” Carlos agreed, resting his head against TK’s. “I’m glad you ended up here and didn’t stay in New York.”

They watched their guests dance and laugh. TK’s dad was dancing with Ana, while Carlos’ mom was talking to TK’s mother and entertaining Jonah, and his dad in the middle of a serious conversation with Mateo.

Though Carlos had heard him laugh and call him chico a few times throughout the night.

“We should say a few words so we can get out of here and start our honeymoon.” TK said. “I’ll go drop Lou off with my dad.”

Carlos looked down at his husband’s hands and only then noticed the bearded dragon they’d bought a while ago, and TK had insisted be their ring bearer, looking more content that ever before.

“Wait, he’s part of the family, he should be here when we thank our guests.” Carlos said, grabbing his glass off the table and tapping it with a fork. “Can I have everyone’s attention please?”

“You can all go back to enjoying the free bar in a minute.” TK joked and some people laughed.

“My husband and I just want to thank you all for coming.” Carlos started and smiled at TK when a few of their friends jokingly booed him for being too cheesy. They hadn’t stopped referring to each other as husband ever since they’d said “I do” earlier that day.

“Really guys, it means a lot to us to be able to share our day with all of you. But we also want to get out of here and start fully enjoying the honeymoon suite.” TK said and laughed. “So shut up and listen.”

Carlos laughed.

“I second everything my husband just said. But I also want to give a special shout out to Luisa, since none of this would be happening if it wasn’t for my dear sister’s utter disregard for privacy.” Carlos said and paused for laughs. “She stole my phone and told me to thank her in my wedding speech or name my firstborn after her…” He paused and looked at TK holding Lou. “An actual child might be a while away… but our lizard child is proud to share a name with you, Lu. Only since he’s a boy, we decided to call him Louis instead.” He grinned and stroked Lou’s back with one finger. He wasn’t entirely comfortable around the animal, but TK adored him so he’d learn to love him too.

And he’d be damned if he was going to let a little phobia get in the way of getting one over on his sister.

“Wait… you named your lizard after me?!”

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🤍2023 post 🤍

(ty for the idea, i'm sure u don't mind me stealing it @halucynator)

SO 2023 has been an ok year, not bad but not amazing but I'm so grateful I joined Tumblr this year because otherwise I would never have talked to the amazing people on here. Thank you so much for being my mutuals, liking and reblogging my delusions and also even if i haven't interacted with you thank you for following me! I love you all lots and lots and would love to interact with lot's more people (IDC WHO U ARE LITERALLY JUST SPAM ME IF U WANT)

I hope everyone has an amazing year and HOPEFULLY complete their new years resolution (i don't even have one anymore because i never follow it😭)

@halucynator: so obviously ur up first because we literally don't even talk for like a week or so but then we continue our conversations like nothings been missed. 😭 Your probably one of my first mutuals that i interacted with so much because of how nice you were and basically delusional. Your so god damn funny like if we ever met i think my stomach would hurt from how much I would laugh at ur jokes. (also ur rizz/pick up lines need to be taught in a seminar or some shit) Your actually really sweet and I hope u have an amazing new year. Ly u lots Lucy! 🤍🤍- also we're literally soulmates

@brekkershadowsinger: I literally started this tumblr and you were one of my first mutuals and idek why because the stuff i was posting back then was so dry but still THANK YOU because you are always so sweet and just one of the nicest mutuals i have. You deserve having an amazing 2024! ✨🤍

@leafsandstarlight: First of all ur fics probably got me through these winter months because I was literally procrastinating so bad. But i'm glad i was using my time wisely by reading ur fics because u are such an amazing writer. And u are also one of the sweetest mutuals i have so thank you 🤍 I hope you have a beautiful 2024 with lots of happy memories.

@lorcanisdabest: I don't think we're mutuals but I think ur blog is so so good. Any time I see ur posts i reblog that shit so fast because of how real it is. I love ur Elucien, pro Eris AND pro Nesta blog. Enjoy ur new year!

@foaming-sea: OH MY GOD. How do i even thank you because i was literally about to throw my phone when my account stopped working and I had no idea what to do. You are literally the sweetest, funny and so kind. You helped me get my account back because I was clueless back then so thank you and also thank you for just being who you are. I love talking to you and literally just talking about our dreams and aspirations in life. ly u lots and hope u have a fabulous 2024. 💕💕

@skeelly : I am HERE for the blog changing that goes on almost every week. I love coming on to tumblr and seeing ur new themes because they're always so aesthetic and gorgeous. I hope u do what makes u happy next year 🤍✨

@theeslutintheroom: We are SO delusional and i love it. You are always ready to message me back after the most randomest things i send u and i love u for it. Thank you for being my mutual because u make me laugh and are just so nice in general (and unhinged) (and delusional) (and pyscho) anyways ur definitely going to have an amazing 2024 because u are finally meeting ur soulmate😌💕

@slytherinslut0 : Your literally a celebrity on tumbr but ANYWAYS. I love ur fics and ur TAGS? They are so real and make me laugh every time like god damn u just want to be railed by those slytherin boys😭 (who doesn't?) I hope u have an amazing 2024 and make lots of new wonderful memories.

@suugarbabe: Your writing is so top tier like...ALSO i didn't even know who tf Mattheo Riddle (Benjamin Wadsworth) and so THANK YOU for posting about him so much that i realised he was actually pretty hot and would now be a part of my delusions. (your also a celebrity on here😌) You are so sweet and real and i love ur blog. The next year, hopefully brings lots of goodness to you and I hope u always stay happy!

@thevanserrras: HELLO? Where do i start?? Because first of all ur writing is so amazing like publish a book rn and I'll buy it. Your posts always make me happy especially Eris related ones because u feed my delusions. I hope u have a wonderful 2024 like u deserve! 🤍

@secret-third-thing: I love love love ur writing it is so good. I love seeing whatever u post and reblog because of how relatable it is. I love talking about what new book ur reading, especially the recs u give. I hope u have an amazing next year and have all ur dreams and aspirations come true ✨🤍

@theladyofbloodshed: OMDS. Your writing? Your probably one of my favourite writers on here and a03. If I had to put a fic at number one it would definitely be ACOTF. I love seeing ur posts on my dash! I am currently reading YTCTHIEB and i'm loving it so far. Have an amazing 2024 like u deserve! xx

My amazing and beautiful mutuals I hope u all have a year full of lots of happiness. I would love to tag each and every one of you but ik some people don't want to be tagged and I'm also a lazy bitch :)

ALSO thank you soo so so much to all my followers, I love u all lots and lots and would love to interact with u more so feel free to send in random questions or just anything tbh🤍

(also ignore the fact that i'm posting this a day late 😭)

#berryposts #2024 #new years #love all my mutuals so much #also my followers love u all lots

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