#i have so much to say about everyone mostly the rival couples

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CORRECT TAGS‼️‼️‼️‼️ @rn0na-lizard you are so so so correct….. my favorite ‘Normal Girl’ in hmds…….i almost never see anyone talk about these aspects of her let alone also love her for them as they should.

i feel like Leona/ DS lumina gets mischaracterized super often which is understandable bc out of all the DS candidates leona is the least like her ancestor (who i also love, for different reasons).

in AWL lumina was the only kid in the valley for a very long time, but many of the DS residents have lived in the valley their whole lives. while lumina had accepted her role as a proper young heiress by chapter 3 of AWL— and when DS begins Leona already at this point of her life— lumina still had a lingering sense of uncertainty and angst and loneliness and doubt, and unresolved worries about her parents. absolutely none of this is present with leona

in this world leona starts with Lumina’s 22 year old appearance, she’s just rich as hell and living her best life (as she deserves), she’s unabashedly shallow, puts herself first always, speaks so politely and affably yet she can be so casually cruel in the most genuine cute way and out of touch with reality and and i fucking love her and i’d die for her. my beloved girlboss girlkeep girlypop

more iconic Leona Moments

when muu/muffy asks for beauty advice leona’s recommendation is “this brand of mail order beauty cream is simply divine! and it was quite inexpensive too, just 100,000 G 🥰” everyone else looks uncomfortable and muu is like “you’re as frivolous as always….”

aside from the 3 who take literally half your money (Witch💖, moi, and thomas) leona and panama (romana) take the most money from you if they carry you home when you faint. just a couple of girl bosses holding on to their girlpire (btw shout out to sebastian, the only resident in the entire valley who carries you home for free)

neither panama nor leona attend the harvest festival, they send sebastian there by himself to test the food first lmao (if you poison it like the witch they’re harboring on their property requires you to do, sebastian is just like “i can’t serve this to Mistress Panama…”)

once again sebastian attacks mukumuku for her sake, this time not to make her a paintbrush but she told him to get her the best slippers and this was apparently the easiest way. sebastian gets fucking mauled btw

leona has hands down the best romance route in hmds. all her scenes are incredible but god the slow burn friends to lovers with your DVD player….

in her purple heart event she shows up at your house because she heard you have a DVD player, asks you to show her how it works, and then just leaves after she’s done playing with it

in her yellow heart event she has sebastian fetch van so she can buy a DVD player for herself but van’s like “i’m so sorry …. Pete… bought the last one….”

leona is so unable to stomach the idea of other people having things she doesn’t that she starts to cry and the only way to placate her is to tell her she can go to your house anytime she wants just so she can use your DVD player. that’s not a setup to a budding romance that’s her final heart event

it’s the most incredible romance arc in the world like girl you have infinite money you can just. buy a DVD player somewhere else?? “i want to watch DVDs at my house just like you!” leona you have three entire bedrooms

“rich girl love interest who has everything except love, win her heart by having genuine conversation with her”: done to death, tired, i don’t have time for that

“rich girl love interest who has everything except a fucking DVD player, win her heart by giving her expensive stuff and ‘relax tea’ and access to your DVD player”: audacious, intriguing, never been done before, innovative

if you deny her god-given right to access your DVD player she is like “Is that so……………Just let me be alone for a little bit.” incredible tragedy i understand. take as much time as you need to grieve darling

oh but her first heart event asks you to pick a side in an argument she’s having with panama and the correct answer is to say “sebastian is the one who’s wrong” (sebastian has said nothing wrong this whole time and yet both of them have just been yelling at him to shut up)

and her blue heart event is “help me find this heirloom necklace… boohoo…” and when you find it she’s like “perfect! now grandma won’t get mad at me. hmm, you seem pretty dependable…♡” augh she’s way too good at this…….!!! i’ll do anything for you!

when you propose she says “of course, i always dreamed of having a romance and a wedding♡” and says nothing abt how she feels about you <3

also if you marry her, once a week she goes to hang out at her ex love interest’s place for 6 hours straight and comes home saying “whew… i had so much fun that i must have lost track of time… i’ll hurry on home”

if you marry another girl she starts flirting with you like “I’m so envious of your wife, having such a fine husband… Pete.” (or whatever your name is)

i’ve become obsessed with her and romeo’s horrible trainwreck soap opera marriage since replaying cute in jp… it’s SO… i have so much to say about them that it should be its own post but i’ll just give the cliffnotes

shotgun wedding vibes. romeo is surprised by his own wedding. they’re childhood friends but he himself has never considered marrying her. her words to him at their wedding are “Make me happy♡” (command)

she understandably can’t stand his terrible table manners or his clothes or anything about him (except that she wants to watch him surf and have his child. but he instead walks in circles all day. coward) and he’s both really good at accidentally stepping on landmines and just ever so slightly majorly terrified of her after marriage (“but surely her angry outbursts are just her way of showing love hahahahaha” you’re going to die. she’s going to kill you). the only positive things they say about their marriage are extremely shallow. they can’t communicate with each other because romeo always says the Dumbest Shit obliviously and leona always responds by cutting him out of her life forever!!!!!! (for 5 seconds) while he has no idea what happened

they are both so melodramatic and they both just do nothing except make each other worse and run away from each other and push each other away but they can’t escape each other. neither of them ever has to grow or change if they marry each other because an elderly overworked man is sustaining both of their existences and neither of them can take care of themselves and i love them your honor

also romeo’s first crush as a kid was apparently her mom, and if leona falls for YOU she flirts by mentioning that sebastian says you look like the spitting image of her dead father. dear fucking god

they’re the epitome of “You're both just enabling each other's mental illnesses. You're both perfect for each other. Never change. Just never involve anybody else in what you've got going on.”

romeo really does feel like her stupid lackey. like the karen to her regina. they even had this dynamic in the games they played as kids… she was the Harvest Goddess and he was Servant A/Minion A (they might still be playing this game as adults…he calls her lady/mistress sometimes after marriage…)

btw leona’s best friend (wife) marivia is also just as… there’s an event where they just gossip about all the mineral town ppl and marivia says ann would win a gluttony contest and they both giggle

there’s also an event where marivia casually walks into Witch’s hut and just interviews her so she can write her into a novel. witch is left completely drained by this exchange. leona and marivia both are so chill about the horrible cruel villainess living in leona’s shed who wants the town poisoned and rewards you for killing animals and hurting yourself and is putting curses on everyone (and they’re right. she’s never done anything wrong in her life)

#i also feel like leona and marivia summoned Witch (just girlypop things summoning hot evil ladies from hell) #i’m a marivia x leona x witch truther. the evidence is out there. evil yuri triad (real) #i also love to believe that witch is fucking with all the rival couples in the valley but ESPECIALLY romeo x leona #since she’s petty about her crush (leona) choosing the village idiot of all people #she can’t affect gustafa and nami because gustafa is like a garden gnome type that wards away evil #leona would make coquette edits of phantom skye/steiner #man i really have a lot of overlapping ships but i just like thinking about everyone together in some way #marivia was interviewing witch for a girls love leona x witch sequel in that series she wrote that has the main character based on leona #(this was revealed to me in a dream) #bokumono #harvest moon ds #hmds #harvest moon #story of seasons #hmds leona #hmds lumina #i’m sorry for going ham about your tags i promise i’m normal #^_−☆ #hmds cute #i feel like everyone collectively forgot what hmds was like which is understandable because it’s a fever dream #or maybe we misremembered it from our childhoods #but replaying the girl and boy versions in english and japanese has really refreshed my views on the characters #i have so much to say about everyone mostly the rival couples #love the dysfunction and bad vibes in this game #poisoned water supply type of townsfolk #girls hour (meet up in the mines to beat each other up and slaughter various animals and humanoids to eat) #it’s such an evil game #haunted by natsume malware ghosts

[unsolvedjarin]

COMPLICATED — prologue

pairing: (fernando alonso x driver!reader) (grid x platonic!reader) — mostly older!grid

summary: you and fernando were known to be the biggest rivals on and off track back in 2012. that rivalry even crossed the line to pure hatred many years ago. but how did that hatred turn you two into the loving iconic couple of f1 you are today?

note: i’ve been dying to write this for AGES. it’s the fic that’s the reason i made this blog. keep in mind however this is just the prologue, so i’m simply setting up the story for where i want it to go. after this mostly social media chapter it gets plot heavy. anyways i hope you enjoy this!!!

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—2012

This was not Fernando Alonso’s year. Losing the World Championship by 3 points was not good on his ego nor on his morale, yet here he was.

Everyone was celebrating Sebastian now for having won his 3rd World Championship– but Fernando was angry. Not at Sebastian, but at you. 

You who had gotten first place. 

You who was third in the Drivers Championship and had no chance to pass Fernando on the standings, yet still overtook him during the last two laps. You couldn’t even let him win.

“Good race Nando,” he heard a voice in front of him say. He paid no attention to it.

Getting no reply from him, you scoff and put down your water bottle. “I know you’re mad at me for getting first, but at least have some sportsmanship.”

That gets him to look up and take a proper look at you, post race sweat and your race suit dangling at your hips. He thinks you glow look terrible in this light. Because he was sat on some stairs, you were standing over him, hands on hips with a slightly smug look on your face. 

“Don’t be a sore loser. It’s unbecoming.”

“I could have won the championship. I was three points away— three, and you could not even let me have that?” He gestures wildly. “I know you dislike me, but stealing my championship is far and beyond, L/N.”

He stands up, purposely hitting your shoulder as he walks past you. 

Oh the bastard. He wanted to throw out accusations? Fine. 

“Oh don’t be such a hypocrite. I stole your championship? What good would that even do me? I’m third in the standings, there was no way I was going to catch up to you,” you retort. Fernando was still facing away from you, but frozen on the spot. You knew he was listening. “I went faster because my contract with Mercedes expires this year. I’m losing my fucking seat, I need to prove to other teams I’m worth it. It’s bad enough you’re constantly fucking badmouthing my character to the press, and now you question my integrity as a driver? Honestly, Alonso, grow the fuck up. Not everything is about you.”

A silence befalls the room. Fernando doesn’t speak or do anything, and the seconds waiting for a response feels like minutes. He’s facing you at this point, speechless in his Ferrari race suit that looks fucking great on him. Too bad he’s a shitty person.

You sigh, exhausted. “Nothing?” 

He shakes his head and looks down. Of course. He’s got nothing to say. Resigning, this time you’re the one to walk past him and towards the door behind him. He tries to look at everything else in the room that wasn’t you, the walls, the stairs, the tables, but that wasn’t enough to avoid your exasperated look that he could see through his peripheral vision.

He should’ve done something, anything. Stop you from walking away, tell you he’s sorry, just something. But he didn’t do anything. That was his first mistake.

One of many.

—PRESENT

MAHK WEBBAH

once again asking if we can change the group name

JENSE

it’s correct though? But while we’re on the topic of the groupchat can we change the photo

YOURNAME

no

its beautiful whats wrong with you

JENSE

okay then we’re not changing the group name

MAHK WEBBAH has left world champs + mark

YOURNAME

give him a few minutes he’s having a temper tantrum because skysports labelled his name as “Sebastian Vettel’s former teammate”

SEBBY

IJBOL

NANDO

??????

JENSE

??????????

YOURNAME

where the fuck did you learn that

AUTHORS NOTE: i know some of these are ooc but i had too much fun making the fake tweets 😵���💫 this is quite a plot heavy fic from here on out, so put on your reading glasses!

#fernando alonso #fernando alonso x reader #fernando alonso x you #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #jenson button #jenson button x reader #lando norris #lando norris x reader #formula one #formula 1 #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 x reader #f1 fanfic #formula 1 x you #f1 imagine #lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader

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Homewrecker - MV1 Part Two

Summary: “max, can you tell me the truth, just this once?”

Warnings: angst, moody max, jealous max, jealous kelly lolz 

Pairings: max verstappen x oc

Word Count: 1585

PART ONE  PART THREE 

Blake always enjoyed race weekends. If Kelly was busy with a shoot or meetings, Blake would look after Penelope for a couple of hours and the two would share pink and colourful snacks whilst watching the Formula One, whether it was practice, qualifying or the actual race. When Kelly had a free weekend and was choosing to visit Max and support him from the race itself, Blake would always come along for the ride. Sometimes it would just be the two girls childfree whilst Blake caught up with some of the friends she had made during her time as Kelly’s assistant or she would curate posts for Kelly on her social media. Though she did technically work for Kelly and knew her passwords to all her social media, her emails and some of financial info, it was never as if Kelly was her boss, they were just two friends enjoying life together. 

So, it came as a shock when Blake sat across from Kelly at a cafe and gave her the sad news. 

“I, I don’t understand. Do you need more money? I can give you more money. Did Penelope say something? Did my father say something?” Kelly questioned, making a spoon look elegant as she held it up, a little bit of cake sitting on it. Blake shook her head, smiling softly, thinking of reasons to give her friend and boss that didn’t involve her boyfriend. 

“I enjoy working alongside you, of course I do. I just think it’s time I move on from being a PA. I’ve had a few job offers and you know, I think this partnership has run its course.” Kelly pondered for a moment. “Of course I am absolutely grateful for the opportunity you have given me, but this is officially my notice. I finish up just before Silverstone, so I have about three weeks left to find you a new PA.” Blake couldn’t maintain proper eye contact and instead resorted to lifting her hot chocolate to her lips. 

“Job offers? From who?”

“Toto Wolff, at Mercedes. One of the PR advisors and I were talking at the last race and I just can’t stop thinking about it and it was a great offer.” Kelly’s eyebrows rose as she mentioned Max’s rival team but she remained stoic. 

“If you want a job in Formula One I can get Max to get you one at Red Bull.” The offer was kind but the mention of Max made Blake tighten her shoulders. “But, it is a great opportunity. I’m sad to see you leave, and I know Penelope will miss you too.”

The following months had been hell, that much was true. Whilst Blake was flourishing with Toto and Mercedes, travelling the world and relishing in the Formula One world, Max watched as Kelly’s world was failing. That may be a bit dramatic but the new personal assistant that Kelly had hired was way too under-qualified for the job. Not only did they not connect well with children but they had misplaced their VIP passes that allowed them access into the green rooms. 

It was stressful, and Max hated the fact that he missed Blake. He missed the bickering, he missed when she would bite back with insult after insult but made it sweet and funny that Kelly would laugh. He didn’t get to see Blake as often as he did when she still worked with Kelly and his world felt immensely different. He and Kelly hardly spoke unless it was at night off or one of them had a free day, but it was mostly due to the lack of experience on the new assistant behalf, or so he thought. 

Kelly found herself always comparing her new assistant to Blake and would vent to Max about how much both herself and her daughter missed Blake. Though they ended on good terms, Blake’s new position as Toto Wolff’s assistant meant less time to catch up with Kelly when they were in the same city. 

The 5th of September came around and it was time for the Dutch Grand Prix. Blake had finally settled into her new job as Toto Wolff’s assistant and she found herself getting along with everyone. She was the go to for advice for George and she enjoyed meditating with Lewis during her down time. The job wasn’t nearly as full on as Kelly’s, but she was busy a lot. Rather than watch a child or get a coffee that had fourteen steps, Blake just had to ensure that Toto’s meetings and schedule were all up to date, send emails and get the occasional coffee or lunch which was so much easier. She got paid to travel, paid to be friends with people in a sport she was beginning to love, life and breath and she finally felt as if she belonged. There was no expectation of having to dress a certain way like she did with Kelly, to feel like she fit in. 

Blake walked alongside Toto, going over the timeline for the first half of the day and handing him printouts full of necessary information before her legs became caught in the arms of a certain small child. Blake looked down, beaming at Penelope who just looked up at her with a cheeky smile on her face. She quickly glanced back at Toto, an apologetic look upon her face to which he only shook his head with a faint smile. 

“We don’t start for another hour and you’ve already done so much to ease my day. I’ll meet you there.” Blake nodded, grateful for her new friendly boss and bent down to hug the small growing girl. 

“And where is your mother?” Blake wrapped her arms around Penelope and picked her up. The young girl was dressed in Red Bull Racing merchandise which looked funny in comparison to her Mercedes uniform. 

“With Maxie! I was with Jenna but she was on her phone and I was bored. I missed you.” Blake started walking towards the Red Bull Racing back area where all drivers, team principles and other important people would be for the duration of the weekend when not at the pit. It wasn’t too far away from all the other teams so it took her no time. She showed her passes to security and walked right in. Red Bull colours were everywhere with Max and Sergio’s faces plastered on every free surface. She forgot how much Red Bull idolised their drivers. Back at Mercedes they were much more subtle, though still highlighting the importance of their two star drivers. 

“So, is Jenna the new assistant? Is she nice?” Blake happily listened as Penelope walked about Jenna. She found that she didn’t like to play with Penelope a lot but fed her lots and lots of junk food when on one was watching. It was mildly concerning to Blake and she was about to say something then she rounded the corner, stumbling on a fight that was occurring between Max and Kelly. 

“You need to hire her back. I’ll pay whatever she wants, Jenna is shit at her job!” Max seemed like he was trying to reason more than fight, but Blake knew that when there was some sort of confrontation that Kelly’s first instinct was to raise her voice and fight back. 

“Why? You made her feel insignificant, we all saw that. Why would you want her near you? With Penelope and myself?” Kelly’s eyes were burning into Max’s and Blake felt like she was imposing. Penelope was oblivious to the fight, babbling on about what Blake had missed out on the past couple months. Of course the fight was extremely loud, just enough to hear from a few metres away, plus it was fairly hushed in the building. 

“I never hated her! I-”

“You hate her, you don’t. I don’t understand. Why all the bickering, why all the stares across the room at her, why all the rolling of the eyes? I don’t understand. Make me understand. Max, can you tell me the truth, just this once?” Kelly had a tear fall down her cheek, Blake feeling immensely guilty for both eavesdropping and being the topic of the fight. 

Max’s eyes faltered and he looked to the ground, hoping it could somehow swallow him up and he could avoid this conversation altogether. But this was reality, this was real life and everything was coming back to bite him in the ass. 

“Max, Goddammit! Look at me. Look at me!” Kelly’s voice got louder, this time snapping Penelope out of her one-sided conversation in Blake's arms and looking around for the source of the voice. “Tell me the truth.”

“I don’t hate Blake. I never hated Blake.”

“You love her.” Blake was shocked, she even let out a gasp when Kelly said those words which seemed to make them both snap out of their heated fight. Max looked like a kicked puppy and Kelly’s face was bright red, fuelling with anger. 

“Penelope, there you are.” A woman who Blake could only presume was Jenna rounded the corner, rushing for Penelope and snatching the young girl out of Blake’s arms before anyone could protest.

“You don’t mean that.” Blake filled in the silence, her full attention to Max. “Tell me you don’t mean that. Tell me and Kelly that you hate me, that you hate my guts. Please, tell us anything that isn’t you loving me. You can’t love me, Max, you need to hate me.” 

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[moathoughts]

TXT as Romance Tropes

pairing: ot5 txt x gn!reader

genre: mostly fluff

warnings: not proofread, soobin’s part mentions sex/first time and he gets smacked in the head (deserved), taehyuns is a little rushed at the end, taehyuns and yeonjuns are short 😞

do not copy/translate my work

yeonjun

second chance.

when you guys first started dating it was perfect. you two were the epitome of the perfect couple. however, things quickly changed. he was a full time idol and you had your own career to focus on. your schedules never lined up and even text messages were becoming few and far between. you knew it was time to break things off. he was the right person, just the wrong time. fast forward a few years, his idol life is now manageable and your career is steady when you bumped into him at a coffee shop on your way to work. he came up to you first, enthralled to see you again, asking if you wanted to catch up one of these days. you quickly agreed, your heart still aching for him. when you met him at the restaurant and started talking, it was like nothing changed. your conversations flowed effortlessly. you both agreed to see each other more often, realizing how much you truly missed each other. it only took about two more “catch up” dates for yeonjun to ask you to be his partner again, you quickly agreeing. this time it was the right time. the perfect time. like meeting in that coffee shop was fate for a second chance.

soobin

childhood friends to lovers

you and soobin were neighbors, playing princes/princesses in your backyards. inseparable on the playground at school. there wasn’t a day you went without each other. even when you guys got older and in high school, it was every day you walked home and went to one of your houses for dinner and do homework. his parents adored you and considered you their child as well, and your parents felt the same with soobin. it was easy. you talked about everything together. everything. including when you turned into horny teenagers and wanted to experience what everyone was talking about but you both were nervous because you both were virgins and didn’t want to be bad in bed. one thing led to another and now you both agreed to be each others first time. i mean what’s the harm? you’re best friends and have known each other since forever, who better to practice sex with? oh how naive you both were. afterwards you both laid on the bed, thoughts swirling in your minds. you fell for him and he fell for you. you wanted to talk it out with him the next day but you wake up to him gone. not even a note or a text. it hurt. even going to school the next morning alone, his mom saying he left early and in a rush. you get to school and he’s with some other friends of his, completely ignoring you. this went on for a week, him avoiding you. until one day you got fed up. how dare he just up and forget you like that? so you went to his house, his mom happily letting you in. you make your way towards him room, finding him doing his homework. he lifts his head at the sound of his door opening and is shocked to see you. “why are you avoiding me choi soobin” pain laced in your voice. he fesses up, admitting that after you two slept together he caught feelings and got scared. you smacked him across the head and kissed him, admitting your own feelings. and the rest was history

beomgyu

enemies to lovers (academic rivals)

choi beomgyu. if you had a nickle for the amount of times you’ve said his name, you’d be a millionaire. he is constantly teasing you. one upping you. challenging you - and you’re not one to turn down a challenge. it started sometime in middle school, he sat next to you in class and pointed out he was the better student because he got one more point than you. it drove you mad and decided to beat him on the next assignment. you did. and showed him with a smirk that actually, you’re better. in that moment, a flame was lit. this continued into high school, and even when you two started university - unfortunately having many of the same classes. you were in the library studying for an upcoming exam, when beomgyu came marching in. he sees you and a smirk etches on his face, heading straight towards you. you don’t see him, your nose buried in the textbook. he sits down and slams your book shut. you grit your teeth and take a deep breath “choi beomgyu, i swear, one of these days im going to punch you in the face” “you would never” he laughs, leaning in towards your face slightly. “don’t tempt me” you look away from him and open your textbook. he closes again. “what if you kissed me instead?” your face heats up. you question yourself if you heard him correctly. “well?” he questions, waiting for your answer. you still sit there in shock, not looking at him. he lifts his finger under your chin and makes you look at him “or i could kiss you” he’s getting bold now. and as much as you want to, you have an image to uphold. he can’t get what he wants so easily. “or you could take me on a date first” you say teasingly. to your surprise he agrees, quickly asking when you’re free.

taehyun

royalty and servant

taehyun was the prince, next in line for the throne. and you, you were his personal servant. if he needed something, you got it for him. you set his clothes out every morning. brought meals to his room. cleaned up after him. you name it, you did it. this caused you guys to become very close, best friends if you will. however, the way you looked at each other begged for more. but, things started to change. he started cleaning for himself. getting his own requests. and one day you caught him in the kitchen getting his own snacks. “prince taehyun, i should have got these for you” he quickly shakes his head and smiles. “no no. you do enough” “it’s my job prince taehyun” “stop calling me prince” “but it’s formality” “exactly. we’ve known each other long enough, drop the formalities.” “but, you’re the prince i can’t-“ he cuts you off. “i may be the prince but im also your friend, who would like to be more and i think you know that” “i- we can’t. i’m a commoner it’s not-” “run away with me” “taehyun…” “i’m serious, y/n. my brother is more than cut out to be king. we can get out of here and just be us. i know you want that.” you look at him with concern, unsure what this would mean. but you nod. it’s worth the risk. he’s worth the risk.

hueningkai

soulmates

he was in your dreams. every single night he was there. you saw his face, his hair, he always wore the same outfit too. every single night you dreamed of him. however, you’ve never seen him before in real life. you don’t know who he is or where he came from, but he’s always there. to the point where even when you’re awake you think of him. you’ve been having these dreams of him for years now, unable to shake the warm feeling in your chest when you think of him. then one night, you dream of him again but for the first, time he speaks. “i’ll see you there tomorrow” is all he says before his body begins to dissolve and you jolt awake. what does that mean? you try to do back to sleep but you can’t. his words won’t leave your mind. i’ll see you there tomorrow? you’re thinking about it on your way to work. your head down as your walk, distracted by the thoughts. i’ll see you there tomorrow? what did that mean? you’re pulled away from your thoughts as you run directly into someone, both of you tumbling on to the cement. you hear a muttered apology and the voice sounds familiar. you look up and see him. the man that has been invading your dreams for years. your eyes connect and “do i know you?” you both say in unison. you look at each other in shock, him quickly standing up and reaching a hand out to you. you accept his hand and a small shock ignites between you two. “this is going to sound really odd, but i swear i have seen you in my dreams” he says, scratching the back of his neck. “really? because you’ve been in mine.” you reply back. “can i have your number?” he asks. you quickly agree and give it to him. needless to say, you saw each other a lot more in person and less in your dreams.

a/n: hello ! i posted again oh em gee. requests are still open (i’m working on a hyunjin met gala one rn🤭) i hope you enjoy!

#hueningkai #taehyun #beomgyu #yeonjun #soobin #moathoughts #tomorrow x together #txt fluff #txt headcanons #txt #txt fic

[cinnamon-girl-writes]

mastermind ✧ ‧˚₊ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧

Getting assigned your first case after getting accepted into law school is exciting-- unless you're paired up with your least favorite person and rival, Hiromi Higuruma.

academic rivals to lovers, no curses au ₊ ⊹˚✧

by @cinnamon-girl-writes

You didn't hate any of your peers.

Your lab partner was always pleasant. The group of girls that always sat in front of you was friendly enough. Even the guy that always asked you for a pen wasn't too bad. And then there was Hiromi Higuruma.

You had never met a person more infuriating. His aloof personality coupled with his seeming desire to always outdo you in every test and every case drove you insane. It was in his casual nonchalance and natural aura of intelligence. You could hardly show up to class without thinking about outshine him that day. Is he prepared? You've written your entire case report. What would he wear? You would dress nicer. Where would he sit? Would you be able to see him from there?

Today was a special day. You had been given your first ever case to apprentice as a law student. You had studied your case files all night and you flipped through the pages as you entered your classroom, choosing a seat near the front. As you sat, you smoothed out your skirt and ran your hands over your legs. For some reason, you were unusually nervous for the lecture to start.

Your professor entered the class a few minutes later, carrying a stack of papers. You leaned in eagerly, wanting to get more information on your case study.

The man set the papers on his desk, coming forward to the class and speaking, "Due to unforseen circumstances, you will now have assigned parters for this project." Partners? Okay, this couldn't be too bad. At least you'd have some help if the workload was too much.

He began calling the names of groups and one by one, they'd walk up to the front of the class and recieve their packets. In your head, you counted down how many people had gotten their groups already. You were starting to panic when you realized most of the people you know had already been paired up. Hopefully you'd be with someone competent at the very least.

"Y/n L/n and Hiromi Higuruma."

You freeze in your seat. Seriously? Out of all the people in this class, you had to be paired up with your least favorite?

Lost in your stupor, you didn't notice Hiromi walking down the aisle to the front. You mentally scolded yourself for letting him be more on top of things than you.

You followed him to recieve your respective packets. You noticed the way he thankde the professor cordially, making sure to do so as well. Again, you followed him back up the stairs to your seat. God, this is going to be awful.

When everyone had been partnered up and had returned to their seats, your professor explained a little more about the project. "I hope this change of plans won't be too much of a burden. Your partners were chosen based on similar GPA's and test scores, so you should be matching on intellectual levels."

Of course, that's why you were placed with him. You knew for a fact that you had the two highest ranks in your class, mostly because you were always struggling to keep your lead.

For the rest of class, you couldn't think about anything except him. You almost fell out of your seat when everyone started getting up to leave, surprised that the class was over already.

As you're getting your bags together, you feel someone walk up to you. "Hello, I'm sorry we didn't get to talk earlier . . ."

Turning around, you come face to face with Hiromi. You greet him and finish gathering your things, starting to walk out the building with him trailing beside you.

"I'm very interested in our client's case. Have you studied your files yet?" he asks.

"Yeah, I read them all last night. But hopefully this new information will give us a little more insight," you say.

He nods, "I agree. Are you free for coffee sometime? To look over the case together."

You're a little surprised. After all, you would have plenty of time during study hall and probably some time after lectures. "Sure, sounds good to me."

He sports a small smile, "Tomorrow, 9 o'clock?"

You agree, and soon you make your way down the sidewalk together to where your paths diverge.

"Oh, and Y/n." You look up, and he looks at intently. "I hope there's no bad blood between us."

You straighten a bit, offering him a hand. "Of course."

He accepts your handshake, and you notice his grip. It's firm and his hand is warm and soft. You feel a little disappointed when he takes it back.

You quickly exchange phone numbers before saying your farewells and going your separate ways on campus. As you head back to your dorm, you can't shake the thoughts of everything that had happened that morning: how kind he was. The feeling of his hand in yours.

This was going to be a long few days.

-

The next morning, you were leaving your dorm at 8:30 am on the dot. In all honesty, you were really looking forward to your coffee this morning.

The air was cold and crisp, and you felt leaves being crunched under your shoes. As you walked, it dawned on you that there was now only two days until the hearing. You'd have to spend more time with Higuruma than you anticipated.

Eventually, you entered the quaint cafe that Higuruma had invited you to. You liked it here, with it's large windows that let in plenty of sunlight and homemade coffee. You wonder if Hiromi likes it here too.

Seeing him wave, you walk over to the table he's seated at. The contents of his case file are currently spread across the table in what appears to be a methodical order. You examine the notes he has written down, comparing them to your own.

The rest of your meeting goes well. After getting your coffee, you continue to compare notes and discuss the case.

After a few moments of silence, each of you reviewing your own work, you asked, "Hiromi?"

He looked up from his notes, humming to signal his attention.

"Do you think we can really win this case?" you asked. "I mean, there's enough of evidence to convict, but this is the first time either of us have done this. I can't help but think . . ." you trailed off.

He set his papers down, taking one of your hands in his. "It's going to be okay, Y/n. You're capable, I know you are."

You felt your cheeks warm. "Thank you. I just really want to do well."

"I know," he says with a hint of sympathy in his voice.

— The day of the trial was finally here. You shuffled your files nervously as you made your way into the courtroom and sat down at the prosecutor's counsel table. You layed your files out in front of you in the same way you had seen Hiromi do at the cafe. You chided yourself for imitating him, but you had to admit, you did look up to him.

Speaking of the devil, a few moments later, he joined you at the table, his dark hair neatly combed back and his clothes elegantly pressed. Watching him from the corner of your eye, you envied how calm and collected he looked. Sure, you can study all you want, but natural skill is just as valuable as the all-nighters you pulled.

You look over at the defendant's lawyer and think maybe you're in over your head. A large, burly man sits at the table, reviewing his files with a self-assured look.

Hiromi set his files on the table next to where yours were spread out. "Good morning, Miss Y/n."

You nodded politely, "Good morning."

He sat, flipping through his case files. "You look lovely this morning."

You uttered a small thanks, fighting to keep the blush from your cheeks and hoped you were wearing enough makeup to conceal it.

Sooner than expected, the judge made her way into the courtroom and the session had began. Since neither of you were technically lawyers yet, you had a mentor there to take care of the logistics of the courtroom.

The judge, an older woman with spiky brown hair, announced to the jury, "Mr. Sato has been accused of embezzling funds from LSA Real Estate Company." She goes on to state that the accused has pleaded not guilty at his preliminary trial, which is why this session is taking place.

She announces that it's time for the prosecutor to make their opening statement. Higuruma stands, as it was agreed upon that he would take this job. His claim is short and precise, unlike some of the drawn-out opening statements you've heard, and he delivers his words with confidence and conviction. You're astonished by how good he is at this. You felt like you've been pacing the floor since you were assigned this case a week ago.

When he sits, you call the witness to the stand. She takes her oath, swearing to tell the whole truth, and begins her testimony. She claims that she's seen the defendant purposefully transferring money from the company's account to his own under his work title. You know what she's saying is true because you've got the security camera images in front of you and you shared a copy of them with the judge before the trial began. When she's done talking, the judge asks if you have any more witnesses, which you don't. She then instructs you to make your closing argument.

With shaking hands, you stand and smooth out your skirt. But before you could move to the front of the table, you felt a hand grasp yours and give yours a reassuring squeeze. Hiromi. You knew it was his before you looked down because of the way his hand felt the other day and the day before that. You're a bit embarrased that you remembered the feeling, but before you have a chance to react, you're in front of the jury.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we've provided ample evidence as to why the defendant is guilty. He has been proven by the witness to have embezzled funds from his company. I trust that you'll make the right decision in the name of justice." With that, you're taking your seat next to Hiromi. You want to thank him somehow for his reassurment, but you feel that now isn't the appropriate time.

The defendant's lawyer stands and makes his closing argument. It's good, you have to admit it. It seems like it's going to be a close call.

As he finishes, the jury exits the room and begins their deliberations. You want to say something, to reach out to Hiromi, but the room is nearly silent and the jurors could come in at any minute, so you decided against it. You don't look over at him, instead opting to scan your files one last time, but you can sense him becoming more and more anxious to hear the results.

Tensions in the room were rising when the jurors finally come back into the courtroom. At this point, the verdict has aready been decided, and you're anxious to hear it.

The judge picks up the verdict written by the jury and reads it aloud. You're on the edge of your seat as she says, "Mr. Sato has been found guilty of embezzlement against LSA Real Estate Company."

You'd done it, you'd won the trial! Although you wanted to celebrate, it would be improper to do so at the moment, but you risked sneaking a glance at Hiromi. He had a silently triumphant look on his face which you relished in. You'd done it, and though it was against your pride to say so, you'd done it together.

The verdict is announced; he'll serve six years in federal prison.

The session was adjourned. The defendant, now in custody, was being led out of the building. As you gathered your things to leave, you started to think anxiously.

You realized you didn't want this to be the end. You wanted to spend more time with Hiromi. You wanted to study with him and talk to him and hold his hand again. You weren’t ready to say goodbye.

The court made their way out of the room, filing one by one into the lobby. You got outside as soon as possible, deciding you needed some fresh air.

As you walked outside and started down the cobblestone steps, you hear someone burst out of the courtroom doors.

“Y/n!”

Higuruma appears behind you, his files in a messy pile in his arms.

“You never said goodbye,” he explains. “Aren’t you happy we won the case?”

You look up at him, feeling a little sad. And then you were embarrassed that you were sad, because you hardly knew him and you were supposed to hate him.

“Yeah, sorry. I just figured you’d want to leave soon,” you say.

His face falls a little. “No, I wanted to talk to you. About the case.”

You faltered. Did he want to talk to you about something else?

“Plus, I didnt want to leave you just yet,” he says.

"Oh . . ." you trail off. What does he mean? "Okay. Is there something about the case you wanted to ask? Or can it wait for some other time?"

He held his eye contact. "No, it's not about the case." You waited for him to explain. What was this all about? Was there a problem?

“I . . . I really like you, Y/n. You’re dedicated and intelligent and I want to spend more time with you.”

You step back slightly, which causes you to nearly topple over, forgetting you were on the stairs. It's Hiromi's arm that catches you just in time, looping around your waist as his other arm grabs onto the rail for stability.

He's alarmingly close now, so close that you can feel his nose touching your own.

"Y/n, are you okay-"

"Kiss me," you say, "Kiss me, Hiromi."

And he does; he leans in even closer until his lips are flush against your own. It's hot and it's intimate and you're sure there are people watching you right now but you don't care. The kiss deepens and you taste him, golden honey and mint and things you can't name but want to memorize.

All too soon, he pulls away. He helps you down to the sidewalk with his hand still on your waist. He kisses you again, but this time it's slower, more intentional.

You share many kisses that day, and even more that night. You share kisses for the rest of the semester, and the rest of the year.

Needless to say, you're growing more and more fond of Hiromi Higuruma.

#jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #higuruma hiromi #higuruma Hiromi x reader #higuruma x reader #jjk higuruma #jjk hiromi #hiromi higuruma #hiromi jjk #jujutsu kaisen higuruma #higuruma smut

[chocsra]

"A Waste of a Lovely Night, right?"

15! Chuuya x reader

Based off the song A Lovely Night because La La Land 😭🫶

Implied fem! reader

Content: swearing, being teenagers, classy romance, fluff, oneshot, mafia! reader, rivals to lovers?, pre-relationship, ooc? chuuya

Sorry for any grammar mistakes!

You were supposed to be basking in the evenings breeze, free from the loud screaming in one of the Port Mafia's luxurious parties; letting the wind lift your styled hair and fancy dress. Yet you find yourself standing like a solider under the night's sky, 'what the fuck' written all over your face.

There stood next to you, the former King of the Sheep; the king that claimed not to be the king everyone says he was. He was a smaller boy with orange hair about the same age as you, only recently joining the Port Mafia. His name was Chuuya Nakahara, you didn't seem to like him very much, and neither did he.

He always boasted and was blatantly arrogant because of his ability; gravity manipulation. The kid never stopped yapping and especially yelling; he and the Demon Prodigy made a scary but annoying team. It was always filled with complications, surface hatred and care; nothing you'd see in a regular friendship.

And you weren't sure why Chuuya didn't like you either, because you mostly stayed your own way in the mafia. Not your fault you're just good at what you do. Maybe it was the scowl on your face everytime he shouted at something so miniscule, or perhaps the snicker that pulled from your throat whenever you overheard the tall bandaged boy make fun of his height.

"What a sight," the boy smirked, his alluring blue eyes illuminating under the moonlight. He had his gloved hands stuffed in the pockets of his tailored suit, intaking the beauty of the city's skyline. You turn to look at him with predictability, eyes running across his sharp features and piercing gaze. He looked back at you, his gaze shifting towards your pearly white heels, then your frilled black dress; monotone enough to be considered mafia fashion. "too bad you're here." Chuuya's smirk disapated as he looked down at the concrete floor.

"Leave if you're so bothered then." You retort with a scoff, the redhead only looked at you with a cocked brow and turned to slowly walk away from you. "Nah." He replied, you knit your brows in response. Chuuya was right, the view was beautiful. The sun was nearly gone, city lights were starting to turn on, and the ocean below the hill you both stood on reflected the bright moonlight. You almost cursed at the swirling sky for granting such a sight to him; a cute, romantic couple would for sure enjoy this.

"Then don't complain." You put your hands on your hips and leaned forward with a scowl, making the boy chuckle stiffly in response. "Chill, I'm just saying.. the view is way too nice to be seen by us." he sighed, tapping his leather shoe on the concrete. "What a waste." Chuuya clicked his tongue; you got out of your position and stood straight, looking to the side, "I guess." you murmur, you two seemed to have the same thoughts. "Yeah, no offense, but you're just not my type." Chuuya sighed, kicking a rock softly as his hands were stuffed in his pockets. "Was that really necessary?" you scoff, folding your arms over your chest. The teenager chuckled and nodded.

"Well if you're gonna be like that, I'll say it first: you're not my type either, who even wears those rat ass fedoras these days?" you looked to the side, snickering a little. The boy adjusted his raven fedora, a light blush tinting his cheeks. "Don't come for the hat, dude." he mutters, brushing off some dirt off his black suit; he seemed to care a lot about his looks.

"Yeah, yeah," you laugh, watching him as he starts to slowly pace around the hill. "Actually, you're right. This would be nice for somebody who appreciates romantic scenery." You add on, looking over to the beautiful sea, Chuuya takes a seat on a wodden bench in the corner of your eye. "Oh yeah?" he inquires completely uninterested as he pulls out his phone.

"Mhm, just not with you." You say with a snicker, walking over to the boy scrolling on his phone, manspreading annoyingly in his black slacks. "Wow." he deadpans at your insult, ticking you off a little. "So you agree?" Chuuya asks, azure eyes finally gazing up to meet yours, you nod in agreement. "That's right." You smile begrudgingly. "What a waste of a lovely night." You heaved a sigh as you take a seat next to him, using your palm to steady yourself atop the wood; instead feeling fabric brushing under your fingers.

You looked over suspiciously, seeing your fingers tangled over the redheads. You both swat your hands away with pink spreading all over your cheeks. The boy's once bored eyes widened in surprise, looking into your shocked ones; he clutched onto his phone with his other gloved hand for dear life.

"Shit-"

Shit.

#Spotify #bsd #bungou stray dogs #15 chuuya #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #15 light novel bsd

[iridescentdove]

Okay, but like Imagine Akutagawa x Shinobu! Reader (demon slayer) where like it’s just some of the other characters reactions to him having a lover that they somehow did not know about, not even Dazai, they just question how 2 completely polar opposites get together and why Reader would even want to be with some like Akutagawa and Reader’s response is, "His anger brings me joy☺️" no but really because his introverted cold ass reminds Reader of someone Giyuu.

(The reader is mostly based on Shinobu's personality and height, Chuuya lowkey dancing now that someone is shorter than him.)

FLY HIGH, BUTTERFLY.

akutagawa ryunosuke x shinobu!reader

A/N: I love this request! I worked on it immediately. And you're so right, haha. Chuuya must be so happy rn.

Many things in the world happen for a reason, and despite how strange it is, we'd collectively agree that's just how utterly unexpected life is.

But nobody was prepared enough,

To hear AKUTAGAWA himself has a girlfriend. Okay, well maybe she and him just relate to a lot of things by heart.

But to make things even more shocking, you are both absolute polar opposites. Holy shit. Was this a fever dream or is the world actually ending right now? The one who refuses to believe it the most is DAZAI himself obviously.

He will not believe it. Nope, never. This is all a big nightmare. Plus! You were suuuper pretty ... ? Holy shit. He has no idea how it came to this, and how he never even knew.

Obviously, the Port Mafia found out about it first. CHUUYA had met you for the first time – and you will not believe,

But he was the happiest human being alive.

Omg. Like. Someone ...

*sniffs* ... was shorter .. than him ... 🥺🥺🥺

Of course, you and CHUUYA got along really well. And you even made fun of and insulted Dazai with him. Now, you two are known for being the 'Fuck Dazai' duo in the mafia.

whether it mean a figure of speech or literally hoho

AKUTAGAWA doesn't even know why he fell for you. Dude's heart is set on Dazai and the mafia, but suddenly you just flutter yourself (pun intended) into his life and now he can't seem to stop thinking about you.

Plus, you strong and pretty as hell. Girlboss right there. Although you two seem more of rivaled siblings than an actual couple sometimes – it do be kinda funny. EVERY TIME

EVERY TIME he even speaks you come up with the most hellbent and insulting comeback. People begin to question whether ya'll a couple or forced to be one 😭

This bitch Aku reminds you of a certain eyebrowless boy ...

"That weretiger is ridiculous!" - akutagawa

"Yes~ just like your face <3" - you

"If I jump onto that building–" - akutagawa

"Who do you aspire to be, spiderman?" - you

"What? You failed?" - akutagawa

"Yes! Just like your dad's condom." - you

DAZAI literally was just spying on both of yall's for fun, he did not expect that last one. IT WAS FOUL. But then again he's the one that brought popcorn tbh. A free ticket to the drama show for free. And by that, I mean stalking

When AKUTAGAWA is saying something dark or melancholic, you literally just call out the bs and name him spiteful. All of that with a smile on your face.

Once, someone asked you dazai why you'd evem want to be with someone like that emo guy. Much to the surprise of everyone, you just respond

"Cause his anger makes me feel joy 😊"

Um ok?? Like chile-

The mafia lowkey terrified of you. You'll spit out any form of comebacks or insults with such a sweet smile and aura, it was scary to even know what happened behind close doors.

ATSUSHI is questioning his life. Second to the suicidal detective, he refuses to believe someone like YOU is together with him.

Well, until you show your terrifyingly gruesome side.

"I can slash open your stomach rip out your organs. Or gauge out your eyeballs. Choke you with your intenstines or wrap them around your dead body like a necklace."

Whenever he and AKUTAGAWA are forced to fight together, this little white tiger will ask so many questions. He's just so curious about how you and that emo ass got together.

... Uhm well- bombastic side eye

Okay DAZAI is an unhinged dude back in his mafia days but even he is lowkey terrified of you. He likes death, but not the idea of pain or suffering – so the fact you'd be doing all that without batting an eye makes him wanna bury himself 6ft under.

MORI also begins to regret his choices, but hey you and your boyfriend do some amazing teamwork so to hell with it ig

Of course, showing your angrier side is a surprise. You're always so sweet looking with that calm aura and smile. But then ayy full 360, who is this gruesome serial killer woman??

Eh ... well, let's say no one wants to know. Simply, you and AKUTAGAWA are a sweet duo when you're not being petty and insulting him ykyk

He doesn't really snap back at your insults. Dude just tries to deny it with a straight face.

"I'm not depressed. I'm not emo. I have eyebrows."

Last one is not true but ok

Rest assured, you and him are still a good couple. He loves you, might never admit it out loud – but you already know it so you don't need to hear it from him. Just a love life of teasing, insulting, but still pure and genuine love from each other.

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #akutagawa ryuunosuke #akutagawa x reader #shinobu kocho #bsd x demon slayer #demon slayer

[comics-and-fanworks]

ML Career Choice Part 2!

@marsrize 

Is this how you tag people I have no idea what I’m doing.

~~~~~~~~

Turns out when you yell at someone in a café demanding they fix a mess they didn’t cause people are likely to record it. Especially if you happen to be a model who just fell from grace and are yelling at a soon-to-be Mrs. Todd-Wayne. Gotham was a mix of emotions, mostly elated that their power couple would be getting married, surprise that the woman who’s helped redesign and rebuild major cities is a major force of fashion, and fury at just what she had to go through. Adrien made the mistake of messing with someone who Gothamites considered one of their own, and Gotham was determined to make sure Marinette would get a chance to tell her side of the story. Vicky Vale had her booked on her talk show that very night, under the guise of discussing a way for the city to reduce its smog levels. 

Marinette and Jason were sitting next to each other smiling as Marinette proudly discussed ways to make Gotham’s air cleaner, Vicky began her real interview. “Marinette, I hate to spring this on you so suddenly, but I’m sure you’ve seen the video of ex-model Adrien Agreste harassing you and your fiancé- congratulations by the way- He mentioned something about fashion?” Marinette sighed, and Jason squeezed her hand in comfort, “When I was younger, it was my dream to be a fashion designer. I had, and still have a few big name clients like Jagged Stone, Clara Nightingale, and the Wayne family now that I’m marrying into it. I had even caught the attention of some big names like Gabriel Agreste and the Style Queen, I thought everything was going so well, until Lila Rossi came along.” Jason leaned over and pulled Marinette into a side hug, gently rubbing her shoulder. Mari took a deep breath and continued, “She began lying about anything and everything, and I didn’t believe her, she somehow got into Gabriel’s good graces and began spreading all these lies about me. Saying I stole my designs, I had other people do the work for me, all kinds of things that didn’t really make sense. It was one of the many things she did to me. I don’t know how she convinced him, but she got Adrien to back her up. The worst part is, he knew all along that she was lying, but helped her ruin my reputation and get me blacklisted from something I loved!” 

At this point, Marinette was in tears, so Vicky cut to a commercial break while Jason tried to comfort his fiancee. Eventually they both agreed it would be best if Jason handled the rest of the interview. When the live feed returned, Vicky decided to lighten the mood by asking about his engagement, “So Jason, is there anything you can tell me about your upcoming wedding?”

“Well Vicky, can I start off with saying how excited I am? I met Marinette when she had just moved to Gotham. It sounds crazy, but we were actually in a hostage situation and I got to watch Little Ms. Magic macgyver her way out of it, and that was the moment I knew she was the one. I won’t say much about our wedding, the ceremony’s going to be a private affair, but the reception is going to be quite the party. Everyone who’s Anyone will be there, Mari did make a lot of connections through her work as an engineer. Name a country and I promise she knows someone there.”

Needless to say Marinette’s former tormenters were shocked when they did not recieve an invitation, mostly because Adrien had assured Lila and his father that Marinette would definitely invite them. Even though Lila still despised Marinette, but she admitted that her rival was well connected and with her reentry into the fashion world, her empire was only growing. If Lila could make a show of apologizing to Marinette, she could potentially save her career, and hopefully eventually worm her way into the multi-talented woman’s good graces. Gabriel wanted to attend in order to try and save his company’s reputation and smooth things over. It looked bad enough when he blacklisted a child, but now that it was exposed that he did so on lies and didn’t even attempt to confirm them it looked even worse. He hoped that by the end of the evening he could make a few new famous clients (who were fighting tooth and nail for the very limited commission spots Marinette opened) and announcing a partnership between himself and Marinette.

Adrien wanted to go because he was convinced he could convince Marinette to leave Gotham to return to France and restore the status quo. None of his old friends were speaking to him, after finding out that he knew Lila was lying and helped ruin Marinette’s future. Many of them reached out to her to apologize, and in the months leading up to the wedding were able to repair their bonds with her. Adrien was confused, why should they apologize when in his mind Marinette was in the wrong for attempting to expose Lila as a liar? It didn’t help that Ladybug was giving him the cold shoulder as well, he thought she would see it how he wanted her to, but apparently not. To add insult to injury, she got an invitation while Chat Noir did not. 

The three of them decided to crash the reception, mostly because they were confident that they wouldn’t get kicked out. They still remembered Marinette as a people-pleasing pushover, so they figured that even if they did get caught they’d be fine. What they didn’t know, is that the Wayne family runs a secret side business, in which they teach future family members confidence, raise their self-esteem, and other healthy life skills, and Marinette had happily taken those classes. When they arrive, Adrien darts off to find Marinette, Lila and Gabriel try to do damage control. It’s not long before they’re being thrown out by security and a VERY pissed preteen with a katana. The Wayne lawyers were truly in a different level of their own, because by the time the terrible trio got back to their hotel, they were served with restraining orders.

Life was going well for Marinette, it was great actually. She was head of Wayne Engineering and working on starting up Wayne Fashions. Marinette was even asked to join a board of engineers, architects, and designers on ways to further protect people and buildings from magical and nonmagical threats, when her phone began to ring.

“Mari! An earthquake just hit Gotham! The government is withdrawing all aid! They’re not going to rebuild the City. Little Ms. Magic I don’t know what-”

“I’m coming! Tell your dad he better be ready to reach deep into his pockets. They may have abandoned Gotham, but we haven’t, and we never will.”

#marinette deserves better #marinette dupain cheng #lila salt #gabriel salt #adrien salt #maribat #jasonette

[astralnino]

Rivals to Lovers - Ken X Reader [PT 2]

Hey loves! This is part 2 of 'Rivals to Lovers', so check out Part 1 if you haven't already! || Part 1 💗

tw: kissing, mild angst, steamyy scenes and mentions of alcohol

1.8k Words, enjoy! ~~~

As tears streamed down your cheeks, you felt a mixture of heartbreak, anger, and confusion. You couldn't believe what you were witnessing. Kenneth.. was kissing the Stereotypical Barbie. It felt like a punch to your heart, and you struggled to process the rush of emotions overwhelming you.

Ken, who had dragged you to the party, watched your reaction closely, his eyes no longer filled with rage but rather concern. He seemed to have a change of heart, realizing how much pain his actions had caused you.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ken asked softly, his voice void of the aggression you had witnessed before. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I thought you were with him."

You tried to compose yourself, wiping away tears and took a deep breath before responding. "We're just friends, not a couple. But I didn't expect to see that... we used to talk and flirt quite a lot, but I guess I got the wrong impression..," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

Ken seemed to struggle with his emotions, and you saw a flicker of regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry for pushing you earlier and causing a scene. I was just... upset," his voice quivered, his guard lowering.

As you two talked, you realized that Ken wasn't the aggressive jerk you initially thought him to be. He had his own vulnerabilities and struggles, just like everyone else. You began to see a different side to him, someone who was hurt and lost, trying to find his place in Barbieland.

You looked at him with a look of understanding. He paused for a moment before meeting your gaze. "Now... would you like to get a drink with me?" he asked in a low voice. "Yeah, I could really use one right now.." You both get up, he puts on his jacket while you put on a beige coat with pink accents, and walk towards a nearby club.

It was mostly empty since almost everyone was at Kenneth's party. It was YOUR welcome party... but you weren't there. You pondered on that thought while Ken ordered a Scotch on the rocks for the both of you. You look for seats and decide to sit in the booth seats in the corner of the club, which was right up against the wall. You take a sit in the inner seat while Ken sits opposite to you.

As you wait for the drinks, there is a weird air of awkwardness between the two of you. You open your mouth, deciding to break the silence but as you look up to say something, you see that he was going to do the same. That made you giggle, and a small smile crept up on his lips.

Feeling a mix of emotions, you decided to give him a chance to explain his feelings further. Collecting your thoughts, you finally ask him, "Why were you so upset? What's going on with you and Barbie..and Kenneth?" You asked, genuinely curious. Ken sighed, looking down for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "Barbie and I... we used to be really close, just like you and Kenneth. But then things changed, and she started spending more time with him. It felt like I was being replaced, and it hurt" he confessed, his voice choking up.

You could see the hurt in his eyes as he spoke. "I'm sorry you had to go through that", You said softly, leaning closer, across the table.

"It's just that every time I tried to express my feelings for her, she seemed to ignore me or dismiss it like it was nothing," Ken continued, frustration evident in his voice. "I felt like I was walking on eggshells around her, trying not to upset her and losing myself in the process."

Your heart ached for Ken, understanding the pain of unrequited love. "It must have been really tough for you, keeping your feelings hidden like that," you said sympathetically.

"It was," he admitted. "I cared about her so much, and it seemed like no matter what I did, I couldn't get her attention. It was like I didn't matter to her as much as she did to me. She seemed happier with Kenneth, but I couldn't wrap my head around that. He is better than me in every possible way you could imagine.. Barbie... she deserves a lot better. She's everything, and well.. I'm just Ken."

You gently squeezed his hand, letting him know you were there for him. The sudden physical contact startled Ken, but he got used to it real quick. You decide to change the topic and elaborate on your move here, your likes and dislikes and found out that you had a lot in common with the cute beach boy. You both loved horses and the beach, watching the stars at night, and staying up late to watch cute animal videos on DollTube. You laugh and chuckle together, and when the drinks come, it all goes uphill from there.

You discuss movies, your favourite racecars and everything under the sun. Ken makes a lot of silly jokes, and you laugh merrily, your cheeks rosy and your eyes filled with happiness. While you're giggling at one of his corny jokes, the lights go off and on, flickering. Ken rubs his tired eyes, and when they focus again, all he sees is... you. His mouth slowly gapes open. You were not cute, you weren't pretty.. you were truly beautiful. Every little detail on you- Your dimples, your cheeky smile, your slender nose and your gleaming skin.. all under the lights made you look out of this world.

He realizes the fact that he hasn't felt like this since Barbie. He realizes the fact that... He loves you.

You notice Ken blanking out, and you drunkenly lean over the table to get his attention, but you lean a bit too much and fall towards Ken. With his quick reflexes, he catches your before you hit your face on the table. He effortlessly lifts you above the table, and seat your next to him.

You enjoyed being in his arms.. His toned, muscular arms. As you recover from the sudden movement, he takes your petite, soft hands in his long, slender ones, and looks you in the eyes. You swallow the lump in your throat, and he whispers in a husky voice, "damn y/n. you have such pretty e/c eyes.. I'd kiss you right now if you didn't hate me so much,"

On hearing this, you felt a tingle down your spine. It was so quick... it must be the alcohol talking right? Maintaining eye contact, you take a deep breath, and Ken gets to register what he actually said. Before he could open his mouth to say something, you crash your lips onto his. He freezes seeing the sudden action,but he warms up to you. He places his hands on your waist, while you let it run through his blonde hair.

It felt surreal- just a few minutes ago, you were crying about the man you thought you loved for as long as you could remember, but Ken... he had something else to him, and that something drove you insane and made you long for more.

As the seconds go by, the kiss keeps deepening. His tongue creeps up in your mouth and swirl around, making you feel giddy. You feel your stomach growing warmer and warmer, and you inch closer to him, as he does to you, but you're running out of breath. As you pull away suddenly, a thin trail of saliva connects your lower lip with his. He follows the thread and nibbles on your pink, puffy lip.. and you let out a small gasp. He takes it as a sign and goes in again

Oh, how he enjoyed it all- the warmth of your lips, your cute gasps and moans, your serene, sparkling eyes, and your adorable, face. He pushes you against the wall, checking for your consent again, and you nod slightly, and he leans into you, and you make out again. The butterflies in your stomach keeps you on your toes, and in a swift move, you push him against the chair, getting on his lap. He lets out a small grunt. You chuckle and smirk, before kissing him again. Although this time, it was slow and gentle. You both were taking in every aspect each other, reflecting on your time together. It was as if the world stopped moving, and it was just you two. Together.

He slowly lets go of your head, and you let out a long sigh. You bury your head in the crook of his neck, and he hugs you, holding you tight. You take in his sweet scent, and he plays with your luscious (h/c) hair, twirling it around his finger and humming a sweet melody.

He's the one to break the silence this time. "So.. I know this seems on a whim, but you're perfect, y/n. I mean it, everything about you. You are the most amazing, wonderful, beautiful doll person I've ever met.. It has not even been one day, but I feel this strong connection to you. You've made me happy, angry and flustered, all in a few moments, and now I want to see what and all we can feel, together.." he pauses for a second, and continues, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that.. I love you y/n... I love you so very very much and I'd be so happy to call you mine, but it's okay if you don't-"

You slowly lift your head from his shoulder, rubbing your eyes and letting out a small yawn. Cute, thought Ken. "It's okay if I don't what? you reply sleepily, in a small raspy voice. It then hits Ken.. you were asleep. He's flustered now, turning about 15 shades of red. "N-nothing- I was gonna say it's okay if, uh, you don't want to- have dinner with me..?", he hurriedly makes up something on the spot, feeling a little stupid.

You look him dead in the eyes, blank and expressionless.. Ken awkwardly smiles, his palms slowly shaking, and you burst out laughing. "Yes Ken! I'd love to be yours!" you exclaim happily, putting your arms around his neck, kissing him before pulling him into a close embrace. He lets out a sigh of relief, and holds you so tight, close to his chest. You were his responsibility, his light and his life from now.

As the bar starts to close, you walk out with Ken, hand in hand. You walk on a bustling road, filled with Barbies returning from the party, all looking at you and Ken. You stop walking, and that confuses him. You stand on your tippy toes, arms on his shoulders. You look straight into his eyes, move closer and then whisper..

"I love you too."

~~~~~~~~~

a/n: OMG GUYS, THANKS A LOT FOR THE SUPPORT ON THE PREVIOUS PART~! Y'all are truly amazing, your motivation has kept me going! I really hope you liked this conclusion, I tried my very best in making this fun to read! Thanks for your patience and support, loves! Likes, Reblogs and Feedback is appreciatedd 💗 Stay Pink y'all~

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[mllemaenad]

The Magnus Protocol: Give and Take

Huh. It sounds rather as though Chester has some opinions about barging into other people's space in the workplace.

I must admit, I don't go in for a lot of worrying about whether a piece of information is somehow a red herring and doesn't really mean what I think it means. Mostly because I don't think The Magnus Archives really worked like that.

It had a lot of complex world building that it revealed in pieces, and its central conceit was that its protagonist was a man who had an urgent need to understand the mechanics of the world but, as the villain of the piece was actively denying him access to that information, he had to drag it out of horror stories one weird fact at a time.

I don't mean to say that there was never a misdirect: in season 3 the characters really needed to believe in the threat of the Unknowing, and so for the duration of that story arc it was a threat. It had a reasonably plausible explanation for why the rituals had always failed – that if it wasn't Gertrude Robinson blowing them up it was the servant of some other rival power – and you could just go along with it. But when the story wanted you to think about the rituals, it immediately and clearly started saying that actually, they collapse on their own all the damn time.

By and large, if something seemed weird it probably was. If you heard the same name twice, you'd probably keep on hearing it. The lady infested with bugs you learned about in episode six, and who definitely freaked John out, was in fact going to be a problem. And so on. I don't mean this as a criticism: stories with endless impossible-to-guess twists are often just annoying. Solid world building that makes more and more sense as you go on is a positive.

It's possible that The Magnus Protocol is a different kind of story, and is actively trying to mislead its listeners. But that feels like a problem for a later me, should evidence of that arise.

It does deal quite differently with the way information is distributed across its cast, though. I mean – Jonah Magnus/Elias Bouchard absolutely hoarded information, but otherwise it was fairly well distributed. If another character found out something important, John heard it on the tapes. Martin also listened to the tapes. And honestly, John was reasonably forthcoming if he knew a useful fact the others didn't. I'm not disputing the time everybody forgot to tell Tim about an impending apocalypse for a couple of weeks ... but even that got resolved by Martin realising and telling him about the impending apocalypse.

Here, though ... everyone is following a different thread, and nobody is sharing what they know. That creates a very different atmosphere.

And the story ... I mean, it's mostly about a workplace getting wildly out of control.

It's interesting that Alice seems to like Chester, but dislike Norris. I suspect that there's mostly just a meta joke there, as the episode was penned by Norris's voice actor. But still: it's hard to imagine the sense in which Norris could be a "whiny little toad" when his personality fluctuates with the cases he reads. And Chester's case, here, was definitely someone having a whine. Don't get me wrong: Dianne had a horrible experience. But she is very much here to complain about it.

You could argue, as a starting point, that the whole case reads like a broad summary of how things went in The Magnus Archives:

Got dropped into a managerial role following the long absence and eventual death of my predecessor

Did not receive any reasonable training or oversight during the transition period

Found the place completely empty of staff and had to just deal with that

Completely winged it on actually running the place

Direct line manager was unhelpful and almost gleefully unresponsive to requests for assistance

Several people just ... signed up to work there, with no process whatsoever and nothing that even had a whiff of a related skill set

Then there were monsters everywhere, which was just great

The situation was very much out of control

Was very much in peril of being actually be crushed to both despair and actual death by the sheer number of monsters and other weird crap that had taken over my world

Everything was on fire

Sitting on the floor and screaming does feel like a reasonable response to all of the above

Even Dianne's mild officiousness (she keeps ... listing her bachelor's degree. Why on earth?) is reminiscent of how John could sound when he wanted people to think he knew what he was doing.

That said, it is a relief to encounter a character who had a supernatural experience and reacted by noting that this was some horrible bullshit and leaving.

Of course the primary difference between this and The Magnus Archives is where the threat came from. The archival staff could be a cantankerous bunch, but they were never in themselves the problem.

Dianne's weird volunteers remind me most of the eerie students in Anatomy Class. Which isn't to say that they're the same – just that it has the same kind of feel to it, where the point is that their behaviour is almost recognisably human. And as the working situation spirals out of control in the story, you feel it also deteriorate in the OIAR.

It's all about intruders. Celia is the least obvious intruder – the new hire, who has a much reason to be here as anybody else. But there's the sense that she may have come here from very far away indeed, and like the volunteers in the story, she brings odd things with her:

Celia Is there any way to look up specific files? Alice Like what? Celia Oh I don’t know. Every case about being buried alive or meat or… whatever. – The Magnus Protocol: Give and Take

Celia seems to be very much referencing the entity categorisations from The Magnus Archives. So you have to wonder – is that relevant here? She might operate as an audience insert here, with preconceptions about how the world works that ultimately won't help her.

I don't think it is necessary to throw out everything you know from The Magnus Archives to enjoy this story. It's hardly unusual for a sequel to be accessible to a newcomer but provide a richer experience to anyone familiar with the original. Gwen Bouchard likely has some interesting connection to Elias Bouchard that will come up eventually. If you listened to The Magnus Archives you know the name and can anticipate and be curious about what that means. If you didn't – well, they'll tell you when they get there.

But this is more about the nature of reality. Robert Smirke's fourteen was one man's attempt to categorise, explain and control a nebulous collection of supernatural experiences and beings. It continued to be relevant in The Magnus Archives because many of Smirke's associates were still around. They set up cults and organisations around their own personal obsessions, and taught younger people to think as they did. The broken world was largely the fault of an assortment of privileged men from the heyday of the British Empire literally defining the rules of existence.

Here – well, the existence of The Magnus Institute implies the existence of a Somebody Magnus, if not necessarily a Jonah. But the fact that it's located in Manchester makes it quite clear that the early events from The Magnus Archives could not have occurred in the same way. So are there different people involved? Different obsessions? Different rules?

None of the items were fit for sale. I specifically recall two large, soiled Crinoline dresses, a Chaise Longue with cushions filled with some sort of coarse sand, a taxidermied vulture, a rusty antique printing press and a collection of old medical equipment that had seemingly been recently used. There were many, many additional items but I was unable to take a full inventory as the shop floor was overfull. – The Magnus Protocol: Give and Take

There's a lot going on, and it's all creepy and wrong. But how do you sort and make sense of it all?

And then there's Sam, who finally pushes his way into Colin's private space. There's the question there about relevance again. Sam has come to ask about a weird email (and as an aside, I am going to amuse myself imagining that Alice has a filter on her inbox to send anything from that address to spam, and every one of the hundreds of affected emails says "stop calling me Chester"). Colin does not care about the weird email, although he cares about being recorded enough to assault Sam and break his phone.

Sam brought something weird and unwanted – the phone with is internal microphone, and the audience can be certain Colin is right: it's listening.

While I have no doubt there are weirder things in the world than internal emails from people who don't work at the OIAR, it does seem like a strange thing to dismiss out of hand. Sam has received mysterious forms from a supposedly "automated" process, and a peculiar email from a "John" who does not exist. Alice has received a security notification regarding Sam's search activities. Gwen has received a recording of Lena attempting a murder, and apparently information from a "source" indicating that Lena hid that information from her superiors.

Someone or something is listening, and someone or something is communicating. It could even be multiple someones – but nobody at the OIAR is comparing notes to find that out. If Colin knew about the other instances, would he care more about the email?

There even seems to be disinformation being spread, as Alice explicitly told Celia the search does not work:

Alice Well, there’s a search bar, but it doesn’t actually do anything. You’d have to dig through them all manually. – The Magnus Protocol: Give and Take

But we already know that it does from Sam's research into The Magnus Institute:

Alice Apparently you tried searching for files with the terms… (checking printout) "Magnus” and “Protocol"? Sam That’s what this is about? I mean, yeah, okay, I got a case referencing the Magnus Institute and then I looked it up and found a few files on the system that mentioned using “The Protocol”. Why would that be restricted? – The Magnus Protocol: Taking Notes

I don't know why she did that, aside from her general aversion to digging into the cases she assesses, but it does make it harder to keep everybody on the same page.

And then Gwen, who both unceremoniously bursts into Lena's office, and apparently blackmails her way "in" to the true business of the OIAR. She too brings something unwanted: evidence of Lena's attack on Klaus-the-presumably-former-IT-guy-whose-fault-it-is-the-damn-code-is-in-German.

But what does "in" mean, and what does an "external liaison" do? The most reasonable assumption seems to be dealing with these Starkwall people, who were also likely the people who charged in to the Hilltop Centre and dealt with a messy situation by a) shooting everybody and b) setting things on fire. I see now why the first word Sam associated with those people was "massacre".

It's interesting to consider what Gwen might be trying to get out of this. Lena keeps referring to her as ambitious, but a managerial role on the night shift at a creepy data warehouse isn't exactly reaching for the stars. Obviously there is more than that going on here – but how and what does Gwen know about it? And if Starkwall deals with everything the way they dealt with the situation at Hilltop Centre, what could standing next to that mess gain a person?

Finally there is Hilltop Centre itself. It's interesting that in both universes the place seems to have latched on to charity as a cover: Hill Top Road's most notable incarnation was as a halfway house, and Hilltop Centre is a charity shop. The former gave the owners access to discarded people; the latter to discarded objects. It also suggests, though does not prove, that this is not the same reality from which Anya Villette hailed. Of course, the house could have been repurposed since her cleaning job in 2009, but it does seem a stretch since at that point in time it had been newly constructed as a private residence. It is also interesting that it was once again destroyed by fire.

So what was this "good cause" the volunteers were so diligently serving? And – if it was Starkwall and the OIAR that dealt with the situation there – who called it in? Dianne's report is clearly after the events, so this is not the case that summoned them.

I'd be interested to hear what did, and what they thought was going on.

#the magnus protocol #the magnus protocol spoilers #the magnus archives

[sga-owns-my-soul]

regarding the shipping (that you ship everything) (i'm a few days late, i know, sorry), do you have thoughts on Radek/Rodney? i'm mostly a monoshipper (even though i want to be a multishipper), so since i ship McShep i'm sorta just lowkey "maybe i'll possibly read a fic or two for them" with other ships including either of them, but even still, i fucking adore Radek/Rodney and i'm a bit annoyed with myself for not properly shipping them, so, thoughts? cute? boring? fun? =D

(John/Todd too. but i like Radek/Rodney better (because i adore Radek) (like pls David Nykl is so cute) (have you seen Arrow? Anatoly pls https://littlegirlinvisible.tumblr.com/post/159026461523 (warning for flashing gifs)) (also i love Anatoly's beard) (but to get back to Todd i have a huge weakness for Christopher Heyerdahl and if it hadn't been for him idk that i'd have liked John/Todd as much as i do. John having to look up at Todd *whines pathetically*))

be well and have fun! (sorry about the rambly mess and all the parentheses)

ps. have you seen Hannibal? my dash had something SGA-related and directly below that a fucked up Hannibal fanart and my brain was like "tumblr user sga owns my soul would appreciate that" and it made me curious. fucked up show, fucked up ship(s), absolutely amazing.

i did not forget about you i've just been rotating this in my brain while putting out the 15 fucking (metaphorical) fires in my life that all popped up at once lmao

SO i have. a Lot of thoughts about rodney and radek as a pairing and you're getting them ALL so buckle up bc this will probably be long

first of all, rodney and radek have SUCH an interesting dynamic and i love the way they go from bitter rivals to reading each others minds with the flick of a switch and it gives SUCH old married couple vibes but they also have such, like, idk almost brotherly vibes??? like they regularly insult and belittle and attack each other but they also are the only one each other trusts (in the science departments) and the only one they let themselves rely on in a crisis. just that kind of "i can say whatever i want but you if you so much as imply something negative i'll break your teeth" vibes ya know????

anyways i think if they were in a relationship of any sort it absolutely would be hate fucking, like they get SO MAD at each other and they're screaming and throwing things in the labs and everyone takes The Cue To Leave bc they know that exactly 8 minutes after the violence starts, the sex starts and no one is paid enough to be traumatized by that lmao but it works every time bc they both emerge from the lab two hours later with messy hair and clothes but also with a brilliant idea that'll fix their 6 current problems and probably another 3 that haven't come up yet omg they would literally be The Power Couple but if you mention dating or any sort of Official Relationship they will both shoot you

also john/todd makes me fucking insane and i'm going to forever scream about how they're LITERALLY DESTINED TO BE TOGETHER JFC THEY ARE THE BRIDGE BETWEEN HUMANS AND WRAITH AND I FULLY FUCKING BELIEVE THEY WOULD RULE THE GALAXY IF THEY GOT TOGETHER I LOVE JOHN/TODD SO MUCH FUCK anyways i'm normal about that ship

ps i have not seen hannibal but the fact that you saw something from another fandom and thought i would like it is the SWEETEST THING EVER and now i feel like i need to watch the show

#thanks for the ask friend!!! #also there's no such thing as 'late' with me #i'll go back to a topic from a year ago idgaf #(although if you're reading posts of mine from a year ago how. where did you find that. what???) #anyways yeah i do ship rodney/radek #they're such a good ship dynamic too #radeks the top btw. 100% #everyone assumes it's rodney's bc his arms are so big but nope it's definitely radek #also john/todd my BELOVED #i'm obsessed with them #there isn't a single scene with the two of them where they aren't tryna fuck #'it's not like we're dating' NO BUT YOU FUCKING WISH YOU WERE BITCH #don't lie to us john we see right through your bullshit #he's such a monsterfucker smh #he probably would've fucked the beast in the cloister if he could #same tho tbh that beast probably fucks hard #anyways what was i talking about? #oh right. ships #yeah i can and will make anything shippable #like honestly i have a personal challenge to myself to Ship Everything so 😅 #asks #headcanons #rodney/radek #john/todd #rodney mckay #radek zelenka #john sheppard #todd the wraith #sga #stargate atlantis

[cosmica-galaxy]

Here’s a request that has something that I don’t often see with MadCom x Reader stuff. 2BDamned, The Auditor, Jebus, and Shreiff trying to comfort/support y/b who has PTSD. How they got the PTSD is a mystery and y/n is unwilling to talk about it as it has deeply affected them, but they do tell the grunts certain things that would trigger it.

Someone else accidentally triggers Y/N and Y/N just goes to 2B/The Auditor/Jebus/Sheriff because they can trust them the most.

This is mostly a hurt/comfort x reader, I hope this prompt is okay with you?

Sure thing!

2BDamned:

To say he's surprised when you approach him for comfort was an understatement. 2Bdamned is not much of a comforter, but he's nothing short of civilized. He'll embrace you and ask you if anything happened while you were out before listening to you explain how someone had triggered your PTSD response on purpose before you came back here.

When you admitted to coming to HIM for comfort made 2B feel pride that you trusted him enough to come to him for your problems. He gives you as much comfort as you require while you calm down from your episode. Once you've either gone off to sleep or rest, he silently jots down a footnote on his desk about finding whoever purposely set you off and to run them over with his car.

Jebus:

Jeb was caught off guard when he meets back up with you and finds you in a distressed state when you arrive back to base. Upon questioning you, he discovers that you apparently had a run in with someone who cared nothing about your sensitivity to a certain range of triggers, and how they took advantage of it to tear you down a couple of pegs. Jeb is not surprised in the slightest. Once an enemy or rival sniffs out a weakness, they'll use everything they can to harm you, especially here in Nevada. Hurting someone else doesn't always have to be physical.

He comforts you while you try to unwind from the experience and he slowly tries to talk to you while you lean on him. Jeb is surprised to hear you admit that you came to him out of everyone else because you trusted him the most. To which, he's both flattered and conflicted. But overall, he's relieved that you seem to find him as a source of comfort. He'll stay by your side as long as you need him there, and once you have either calmed down or fallen asleep, would he ever part from you.

Sheriff:

Sheriff is stunned the moment you burst through the door to his office and fall into his arms in a tired heap. He's worried about you, as he always tries to look after his folks in any way that he can. But the moment he hears about how you were upset because you had an unpleasant encounter with an individual who didn't care about your sensitive nature, the look on his face soured and he listened to you vent.

Color him surprised when he asked why you decided to swing by his office of all places, that you admit that you trusted him enough to pour your innermost worries out to him. Including how you're feeling right now. Sheriff is no therapist, possibly not even a warrior, but for some reason he always seemed to capture the hearts of the local populace. It seemed that you weren't an exception to his charm either. The sheriff comforts you as much as he can, with usual pep talk and gentle back pats. It's mostly all that he knew how to do. But it seemed to be just what you needed.

Auditor:

The Auditor is many things, yet he lacks a certain grasp on how to be compassionate. However, he was nothing short of observant. So when he took notice of one of his most closely reliable workers slacking, he grew attentive. Upon confronting his worker about their most recent behavior, the worker eventually comes clean about what has occurred when they intermingled with their coworkers. Apparently, one agent seemed to have gotten far too comfortable with digging at others and high ranking members seemed to be no exception. How this agent found out about your sensitivity is lost on the Auditor, but hearing how they clearly upset you with intent seemed to make the employer squint his crimson eyes in disapproval.

The Auditor was not one to be trifled with, but he was already stressed out from trying to perform damage control all around Nevada. The last thing he needed was a mouthy underling impacting the productivity of his agency and other workers. Especially those of higher ranks like yourself. He's not comforting in the slightest, but he does reassure you that he will sleuth out the troublemaker and squash any problems that will arise in the future. In a strange show of kindness, he gives you an extended break (with pay) so that you can go and decompress from your experience. Meanwhile, he heads out to confront the one agent causing all the trouble in your facility.

#haxorus imp #hax speaks #cosmica galaxy #anonymous #anon ask #anon asks #madcom tag #madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #y/n x madness combat #madness combat imagines #my writing

[milkyway-personas]

They find out you have a crush on them: ft. Diluc, Kaeya, Childe

Author’s note: First time publishing in this fandom. Kinda nervous but very excited! Hope you enjoy

Cw: fem!reader, humor and fluff with a pinch of angst for mostly everyone, angst with a happy ending for kaeya, kaeya is a bit questionable but he’s just mentally ill, excuse him.

✧ Diluc ✧:

Let’s be honest, he probably has to be told you like him.

Once he finds out though…

Yikes.

He’s not unfamiliar with people liking him (obviously), but he’s so used to dismissing their affection for surface level things like money and status.

The two of you have been friends for a while, so he doesn’t think you want him for his money or anything. You’ve always been there when he needed you, even when the two of you weren’t close and he was standoffish. 

It perplexes him, then, that you do like him still. He doesn’t really understand… why? Like he sees couples and how they interact, and he wouldn’t say he’s the most touchy feely person out there. He isn’t extremely interesting other than the fact that he’s rich (and you don’t know about his… hobby), so really, why are you interested?

He spends a lot of time thinking about why you like him so much he doesn’t even focus on the fact that you do like him.

When it clicks that there is no logical, socially valuable reason that you like him, but that you merely just do? He blushes so hard. 

Then begs the question, does he return your feelings? He of course interacts with you while he’s brooding over all this, and he notices that seeing you makes his day brighter, and that your smiles rival the sun to him. 

He doesn’t know much about love, but from what the poets have described, this has to be it.

He's so worried he'll ruin it. He doesn't want his confession to you to be bad because it's you and you deserve for you to be swept off your feet.

He probably avoids you for a while. He’ll still talk to you if you show up, but he won’t try to find you like he used to. Conversations might be a little stilted too.

It’s hard to talk to someone when you are looking into their pretty eyes, and damn do you have some pretty eyes. He could look into them all day.

He starts noticing all the cute little things you do. The way you laugh, the way you smile. All that cheesy shit. 

Even though you guys don’t talk as much, he’ll feel the need to get you things. He doesn’t want you to think you hate him or anything (which is a valid fear; he doesn’t know it, but you are silently panicking and wondering what you did wrong.) Don’t even try to deny the gifts, it won’t work. He’ll just say he say it in passing and was already getting something himself. It didn’t even cost that much.

Liar, but he likes doting you, and he won’t let the little concept of money get in his way. He would buy all of Mondstadt if you asked. The necklace cost like 50k mora, but that's neither here nor there.

When he finally does get the courage to talk to you, it starts off very, very awkward. Knowing Diluc, that's kinda expected though

Though eventually he will take a deep breath and force himself to calm down.

.  ✧ . ✦ . ✧  .

“I apologize for my nervousness. I just wanted to convey my sincerity,” Diluc says, embarrassed. 

“Is something the matter?” You ask, worried. You haven’t seen Diluc this worked up in a long time, and not when something horrible isn’t going on. Diluc only looks away at your question, more embarrassed.

“No, nothing is the matter. I was just worrying if you’d be interested in going somewhere together,” he says, and his eyes still aren’t meeting yours. 

“Going somewhere?” Curse him and his wording. Parts of you are convinced he’s asking you out, but the wording is too vague. “I always love going somewhere with you, sure. Where to?”

Diluc shakes his head. “I’m afraid my point isn’t getting across. I don’t want to take you out as normal, I wanted to take you out on a date. If that was okay with you, of course.”

You sit there in shock for a bit. Him? You? A date? You’d be thrilled, you are thrilled, but it just feels a bit unbelievable. You’d never think after the many days you stared hopelessly at the ceiling that Diluc would one day return your affections. This isn’t a trick, right? Are you dreaming? 

He must mistake your silence for hesitation. “That is if you want to. You don’t have to say yes. I realize this is a bit—”

“No, no! I do want to go. I just didn’t expect this at all. I would love to go on a date with you— Where, uh, where are we going?”

Diluc smiles. "Well, I had a few ideas…"

✧ Kaeya ✧: 

Girl, I am so sorry. I am so, so very sorry.

Kaeya finds out on his own, obviously. Come on, it's the Kaeya Alberich we're talking about here.

Honestly, he's a tiny bit… disgusted? Like he's not mad at you or anything, but when he became friends with you, he did so thinking he’s found someone who didn’t want him superfictually, someone who was friends with him for the parts of him he allowed you to see.

The best way to describe it is that he's sad, though he will never admit it. He may act coy, but he does like you! As a friend, but still he does like you. The fact that you were probably never genuine with him bums him out. Now there’s another person he foolishly let too close to his heart, only for them to want to attach string to it and use him like a  puppet.

Of course, this isn’t your intention. You love Kaeya for all his faults and glories, but it’s easier for a man who’s been scorned by the world to see evil when there isn’t any.

What do you do when you feel like you're being played with and bitter about it? Flirt with them to mess with their head!

Don't, actually. Kaeya is NOT a role model.

He’s always been a little flirty, but it was never serious before. More to keep up his persona than anything. Now? Now he’s flirting with you like it’s his job. 

“No need to apologize for being late. I was thinking of you to pass the time anyways.” 

“Oh darling, no need to look so adorable. Yes, I know you’re mad at me for holding you with my cold hands, but how could I resist? Your cheeks are very pinchable.”

“No seats? You can sit on my lap, if you’d like. Why are you blushing…?”

His hugs last a little longer, and he kisses the back of your hand more (don’t ask me why he was doing it before. He’s a little gremlin.) Sometimes he leans in to whisper in your ear, but only when he has a reason to whisper so you can never tell if he’s doing it on purpose or subconsciously. He will rest his chin on your head or shoulder more too.

How are you feeling during all of this? You are dying! You have a fatal condition, and the name of it is Kaeya! You actually want to kill him so bad. Sometimes you wanna hold him by the shoulders and shake him.

“DO YOU LIKE ME OR NOT???”

The worst part? Kaeya understands he’s having an effect on you, but he doesn’t really get it get it. Keep in mind he still doesn’t think you are genuine, so he isn’t accurately picking up on your feelings. He thinks that you are merely getting flustered because he’s acting more flirtatious, but in actuality you are trying to see if you are actually being hit on so you don’t ruin your friendship. You know Kaeya is flirty, and you don’t want to make him uncomfortable by assuming his “advances” are real. At the end of the day, just his company, platonic or not, is enough for you.

Also you? With Kaeya? Please, you know he’s out of your league. You aren’t going to try.

Meanwhile, all of Kaeya’s teases are slowly but surely becoming less… calculated? Like he gets used to messing with you, to the point where it comes naturally to him, and seeing you flustered doesn’t have a bittersweet twinge to it anymore. Flirting with you is fun and refreshing and—

.

..

…

Oh no.

Yup, that’s right. It turns out in an attempt to be emotionally distant, Kaeya ended up catching feelings. Who could have guessed? Who could have known? You know what they say: Karma is a bitch.

The first thing that comes to Kaeya’s mind when he finds out is fuck.

Because, really, this entire time he has been messing with you, and if he was to turn around and just ask you out that would be immoral of him. And also since he’s very mentally ill, he still doesn’t think you genuinely like him, so he hates the vulnerability. But THEN he hates himself for distrusting you, and the cycle spins round and round.

He goes to Rosaria for help, and she nearly sends his ass to the hospital for leading you on.

“Tell her the truth, Alberich.”

“Ac-hoo. Sorry, my allergies— Ow! Okay, okay. I’ll tell her. But what do I do after? What are the chances she actually likes me?”

“Not this again.”

“Come on, Rosa! If anything, I’m offended she has such poor taster— Ow! Jeez, it’s almost like you don’t like me or something.”

“I just might if you keep talking like that. Just. Talk to her.”

“But—”

“Do not make me get you brother involved.”

“...”

…The next day he shows up at your door, flowers in head and an apologetic smile.

.  ✧ . ✦ . ✧  .

“Kaeya?” you ask, opening your door. You let the tall man in, and he gives you a dazzling yet subdued smile.

“[Name],” he says before pausing. He takes a deep breath before looking you in the eye, confident. “I’m… afraid I have something to apologize to you for.”

“Is it for putting my keys on the top shelf knowing it would take me hours to find them?”

“Well, no—”

“Is it for the one time you tripped me and then claimed it was an ‘accident?’”

“That actually was an accident—”

You are so not buying that, but okay. “Is it for—”

Kaeya puts a finger to your lips. “It’s not for something you can guess, so just let me speak.” You glare at him lightheartedly, but quiet down quickly. “I haven’t been completely fair to you recently. I’ve been… aware of your feelings for me for a while, but well, I guess they confused me. I realize now that my confusion wasn’t a good excuse to lead you on, and I just wanted to— Are you crying?”

“Do you not want to be friends?” you say, trying to hold back tears. Kaeya puts down the things in his hands, takes out his handkerchief and wipes your face.

“Oh, darling, no. It’s only when I started flirting with you that I realized I liked you. Of course now I’d imagine you wouldn’t really want much to do with me, but I’m not mad at you. Well, not anymore, but that is just another one of my shortcomings.” He huffs, something between bittersweet and amused. “For that matter, are you mad at me?”

You take his handkerchief and wipe your eyes dry before gripping the cloth. “A bit, if I’m honest. Why did you do it anyway?”

Kaeya shrugs, facing you but looking away with a smile. “I guess I just thought you were above falling for my charms. Ah, that doesn’t quite sound right. I’m just quite…”

You raise an eyebrow. “Promiscuous?”

Kaeya opens and closes his mouth, barely concealing a surprised laugh. “That is not quite close to what I was going to say, but I guess I deserve it.”

“And what if I did?” you retort, and Kaeya goes to reply, but you hold up your hand. “I know that’s not what you mean. You have your persona, and maybe I don’t completely know the Kaeya underneath it, but I liked enough of what I saw.”

You finish with clenched fists and a flushed face. You want to kill him more knowing he knew he liked you and thinking you were shallow for it.

“You’re right,” Kaeya says quietly.

“I know I’m right,” you snap. “Give me those.” You take the flowers from Kaeya, hooking them under your arm and glaring at him. You poke a finger into his chest. “You are taking me on a date.”

Kaeya blinks, his face blank with confusion. “Wait, what?”

“You are taking me on a date. You owe me. Not now, I’m still mad at you, but when I’m not” — You wag your finger at him, menacing and not at the same time — “you better take me out.”

“Are you sure?” Kaeya asks, genuinely.

“Yes. You’ve apologized, and I haven’t quite forgiven you yet, but I acknowledge that you are sorry.”

“Alright,” Kaeya says. You note that his smile isn’t his usual one, it’s much more reserved. Somehow, though, it looks much more genuine. You think it matches his face well. “And you’ll tell me when you want to go?”

“Yes, yes,” you say while shooing him. “Now get out.”

✧ Childe ✧: 

Okay, this is kinda embarrassing, but he liked you first? Unlike the first two he is in touch with his emotions, so he finds out pretty quickly. It's not hard to be in love with you. You're so funny, and sweet, and pretty, and—

God, he's just so in love with you.

He thinks about what it would be like to kiss you all the time. He wants to hold you in his arms and never let go. He goes to sleep wishing you were beside him, filled with worry because what if something went wrong and he isn’t there to protect you?

But you're friends, right? He doesn't want to ruin that. He knows he's intense, and he isn't really ashamed of it, but he would feel so bad if he scared you off. He also knows that he’s not a good man, and he wouldn’t want to taint you.

So instead he just pines for you from afar, not knowing you are pining too.

It's actually Signora who tells him. She got so tired of hearing him gush about you all day. "Yesterday she held my hand" this and "She's so pretty" that. Disgusting, she had to put a stop to it.

When Childe hears that you like him? Over the moon and back. He is so excited to tell you, but first he has to go on a mission. 

The entire time, you are the only thing on his mind, to the point that he doesn’t completely pay attention during a fight and ends up injured. 

It takes days for you to get the news because, well, no one knows to tell you. You’re just some civilian, and it’s not like you live close. Oftentimes Childe comes closer to your home when he’s injured, or he’ll send for you.

You usually do get to sit by him when he has had big injuries, so when he wakes up and you’re not there his heart plummets.

He sends for you, and you go to him as quickly as you can. 

.  ✧ . ✦ . ✧  .

You bust in through the door, and Childe sits up in his chair. You're here? He didn't think you'd get here so quickly. Not that he isn't happy. Despite his injuries, he opens his arms for a big hug, and you dive into it.

"I'm so, so sorry. I would have been here sooner, but they wouldn't let me in, and they didn't tell me if you made it or not, and—"

He stops you, tugging you closer. "It's okay, [Name]. I've taken bigger hits. I'm just glad you're here. Do you know how awful it's been without you? The staff are stuffy."

"I know," you sniff. "They probably didn't let you have a pudding cup, did they?"

Childe laughs into your warm hair. "They didn’t! Without my sweet lawyer to defend me, they told me that I needed ‘more nutritious food’ to recover.”

You push on him to stand, but he doesn’t let you go. "Come on, I'll get you one now. I owe you that," you say, but Childe doesn't really want one if he's honest. He wants you, and he realizes now is his chance. It’s not what he’s planned, but he’s never liked plans that much anyway. 

"No, I'm not hungry. I have something to say, would you listen?" He asks, pulling you back to look at him.

"Of course," you nod, and you look at him like you’re ready to transcribe his words onto your soul. Good, he thinks, because he hopes this is a moment the both of you relive over and over.

"I wish I could do this more perfectly because you deserve that. You do, but looking at you now I know I won't be able to live another day without saying this." 

He takes a deep breath. "I love you."

Your mouth gapes open, and at first not a single note spills out. "You love me? Like, love love."

Childe nods seriously. "I have for a while. Someone told me that you felt the same, and I thought it would only be fair to confess to you. I couldn't get you off my mind."

"Oh," you mumble. "Then I guess you know what I'm going to say, but I'll say it anyway: I love you too."

He leans down, and you two kiss. He doesn't even care how much his ribs hurt, or how much his body aches, because you are here, and you love him, and you're his. Finally, after all this time, you're his.

#genshin imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin hurt/comfort #genshin x reader #kaeya x reader #diluc x reader #childe x reader #childe genshin impact #kaeya genshin impact #diluc genshin impact

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[hc] [mewlsar] [mostly gaius thoughts]

dusting off this blog because i have headcanon text that is too much to be screenshot and shared as images 😂

I have most definitely talked about this before but I want to talk about it again!! It is very long-winded lol

I've been thinking about the progression of feelings from Gaius's perspective...

His first run in with Makoh'to, unbeknownst to Gaius, was during the XIVth's take over of Ala Mhigo. Not much here except Makoh'to was around to aid in helping some people escape. I have a comic I never got around to finishing where he strikes Gaius's gunblade off kilter from afar to ensure the safety of a few people. At that time all they could make out of each other was a vague silhouette... perhaps Gaius returns a shot and Makoh'to carries a scar as a reminder. Maybe a rain of arrows to distract Gaius and his soldiers and he is gone, along with the people he was helping flee... h mm.

Makoh'to is mostly a thorn in his side. I need to become more acquainted with 1.0, but Gaius does remember the miqo'te once he sees that familiar figure. Still wandering, still helping people it seems. Atp Gaius just thinks Makoh'to is naive, foolish, a bleeding heart for sure... which is useless to him. And he will pay back Makoh'to tenfold for his little act back in Ala Mhigo. Cue the attempt to kill him in 1.0 lmao that's canon for now!

Still funny to think Gaius could recognize Makoh'to would do what was needed to ensure Eorzea wasn't completely obliterated in 1.0. Like, Gaius knew between a rock and a hard place, Makoh'to was going to ensure Eorzea was at least still around even if it may still fall into the hands of the Empire. I think around this time Gaius starts to wonder more about Makoh'to's personal motivations and starts to build on his ever growing admiration of his rival. Carries into ARR/2.0. I'd love to expand more but it's more or less Gaius becoming increasingly confounded by the Warrior of Light who could harness his power to "aid" in Gaius's cause but chooses to... just be a naive fool and "help everyone". Gaius still has opinions in present-day about Makoh'to saying "yes" to most requests he gets without thinking about the political fallout LMAO

Gaius in Prae asking Makoh'to one last time to join him... it's a sign of utmost respect in a very peculiar way - despite thinking Makoh'to is a fool, perhaps he will be a fool the Empire could use. That he could use... there is no romantic feeling here tho. He's still trying to wrap his mind around how Makoh'to does what Makoh'to does. He's seen Makoh'to fell primals, his fellow countrymen, so many things... it's almost bordering idolization. But Makoh'to's terse rejection keeps him from crossing into that line. Like that rejection is a confirmation, yes, he is an absolute fool and not worth the time. Actually, it's more like he hate-idolizes the Warrior of Light. Not that Gaius knows ANYTHING about Makoh'to. He's never seen Makoh'to smile or laugh up to this point. And my god he won't until 4.x patches - and it STILL won't be at or because of Gaius

So my live / die comic where Makoh'to answers he didn't leave Gaius to die in Prae that day, he just let him face the consequence of his actions? Yeah, the beloved Warrior of Light known for being a silly lil guy really said that! He's had front seats to Gaius's shitshow for the past couple decades. (I imagine Makoh'to goes where help is needed.) While Makoh'to still holds onto the belief people can change, he's seen that has not been the case for Gaius who is nearing 60 at this point... so why would he help him then. Of course Makoh'to pities him at this point. I imagine during one of their earlier talks about Prae when they are on speaking terms (4.x or 5.x) that Makoh'to mentions that he DID pity Gaius at that point. And it would sting sooo much for Gaius to hear that.

Even during 4.x patches Gaius doesn't get to see Makoh'to's full range of joy. I mean... most of his friends seem to be in a coma with no signs of getting better. He's kind of stressed out of his mind. Gaius does get to see Makoh'to be vulnerable tho? And how he preservers in the face of uncertainty for the sake of his friends. It starts to humanize Makoh'to to him, in a sense. He is still the Warrior of Light, but he also is a guy named Makoh'to Mewriyo who cares very much for his friends. Gaius cannot even fathom being acquaintances with the WoL, but it's still eye opening to him? Like... this is the guy that defeated him multiple times. That's the guy and he's dealing with more crisis than anyone can imagine. Gaius has been keeping up with Makoh'to's exploits since 2.0. Not to an obsessive degree, but... he's definitely up to date on the details. He doesn't get it. This guy is nobody to anyone, yet trouble finds him at every corner and the miqo'te just rolls with it.

Then 5.x stuff happens and Gaius doesn't know nearly as much about the events of Shadowbringers, but he's recognizes the thousand yard stare Makoh'to has sometimes when no one is looking. Asking for the Warrior of Light's help feels... incredulous. And the fact Makoh'to says YES feels even more so - but Gaius expected Makoh'to to say yes given the circumstances. He would also understand if Makoh'to said no - or actually, he wouldn't. Not given everything else Makoh'to has said "yes" to... but Gaius doesn't dwell on it at all lol

Then the oddest thing happens - Gaius finds himself lost in thought and pensive as the events of SoW unfold and... the Warrior of Light is trying to comfort him? It feels alien. And unearned. But Makoh'to doesn't coddle, and he doesn't push. He just checks in on Gaius from time to time and assures him that they will do everything they can to rectify the situation. Makoh'to is also one of the few people who is not berating Gaius (at the moment) for his hand in all of this. Gaius almost wants to ask why, but he's got too much on his mind to pursue the thought.

This time Gaius can accept Makoh'to's pity. He feels conflicted about it though. He wants it, but he knows he's not deserving of it either. Gaius doesn't feel like he is on equal footing with Makoh'to and realizes he was never on the same level. Not even close! And that it was arrogant of him to ever think that.

The events of SoW wrap up and Gaius has much to deal with... Makoh'to and Gaius's relationship does not progress very far during this time, but Makoh'to has offered the olive branch of some sort of friendship if Gaius is ever in need of an ear and shoulder to cry on. Gaius still doesn't get it - he does not understand why this miqo'te would go so far out of the way to listen to him after everything they've been through together. But he'll remember the offer.

And what do you know, Makoh'to does come back to Terncliff to check in on him and Allie. At first it seems Makoh'to is mostly there for her, but the miqo'te makes time to check in separately with Gaius. Their conversations are very short at first and superficial - Gaius can tell Makoh'to is letting him control the depth of their talks and he appreciates it. NOW by this point Gaius has seen a genuine smile from Makoh'to and it was directed at HIM!! Gaius feeling seen by not his former adversary, but this kind old miqo'te... and yet it's not a romantic feeling that blooms in him lol. That still takes a while :3c

[Addition: During this time is when I imagine Gaius FINALLY letting it all out in Makoh'to's arms. He doesn't mean to break down crying in the arms of his former adversary, but he does and he can't believe how gently he is being held by someone he hardly knows.]

They find themselves chatting longer and more, about mundane things, philosophical things each time Makoh'to visits. And those visits become more frequent. Makoh'to's letters, when he can not physically check in on Allie and Gaius, are addressed to Allie but include snacks and trinkets to be shared with her father.

Gaius has to do a lot of introspection once his own feelings DO start feeling a bit more than that of a friend. He STILL feels odd having a friendship with Makoh'to. He's double thinking about if it's remnants of his old adversarial respect warping into an "inappropriate" affection. Like he's not trusting his own feelings, especially after having everything he ever believed in turned on its head, so like... doubly so. I think it's cute if Gaius kind of turns a bit awkward because he's actually thinking too much of this. And by this point Makoh'to IS putting the moves on him in the form of gentle physical touch and tender little smiles.

I don't think Makoh'to is Gaius's first anything, but it has been Some Time since he was last wooed. And the fact it's Makoh'to is... making him question his own sanity. This is where Gaius in my lore is always like "Of course everyone is mildly attracted to the Warrior of Light, that is natural" when he is just trying to work out his own feelings lmao

Just a lot of that goes on until Makoh'to makes his own feelings VERY obvious that Gaius HAS to confront it. I've always imagined it as Makoh'to mentioning, "If someone were to kiss me under the moonlight, that would be okay with me n_n" while sitting with Gaius at the lookout 😊it may not even happen that night but Gaius gets the greenlight to return those feelings haha

Then from there they get to know each other in a romantic sense! There's a lot of talk around the nature of their relationship, the seriousness of it, the potential fallout if the WoL is with the man formerly known as the Black Wolf... how Makoh'to can reconcile being with someone who has such a horrible history. You know, a lot of things.

And the rest is history :) I hope I can continue to draw and write bits and pieces of their relationship to share with everyone! o7

[skitskatdacat63]

I say this lovingly, WITH LOVE, bc I love Lewis, but RB dominance early 2010's Lewis was a brat and a petty bitch, he only ever even really touched Jenson in those post quali pics if he was in the middle, boy did not like being 2nd or 3rd and there's 3 years of pics to prove it lol

which makes those specific pictures you posted look even FUNNIER because Seb and Jenson always had fucking heart eyes at each other

you're bang on with Mark though, man had the most irritating little shit as a teammate and often was relegated to 🧍‍♂️ on the end unless he caught Jenson's heart eyes first

Omgggggg yes!! Every once in a while I'm reminded again of Lewis's McLaren era Twitter drama and I have to go look at them again. Though I've been watching Tooned lately so I'm so used to their more friendly competition buddy-buddy relationship in that, and I'm looking at all these pics like "oh wait yeah a bit of tension!"

I think its very interesting to look back on these, bcs nowadays people will get on drivers asses so much if they don't look happy for their teammate beating them(i.e. the beginning of this season with Max and Checo, everyone would start some shit about how Max looks upset and how he can't even bear to pretend to be happy.) I look at this like, wow you would not like the older eras then! Not that I was personally there but looking back at certain teammates. It's so funny with teammates pairings like Slagclaren and Martian. Just straight up ignoring each other or looking openly pissed(I think about Seb Hungary 2010 so much.)

The language of touch is such an interesting thing when looking at these pics when they're all standing together? As I said, Jense almost always has his arm curled around Seb's shoulders and Seb's leaning into him. Whereas whoever else is with them(for podiums as well), mostly just has the accustomary one hand behind whoevers in the middle's back. You can almost always tell just at a glance who's happy and who's unhappy with the results just by how close they're standing and how touchy. And Seb and Jense are always happy for each other 🥺🥺🥺

Anyways, that's why I like 2011, because it's RBR and McLaren together at the top, with other teams occasionally getting up there. And it's two teammate partnerships where they're bitchy and salty with each other, but then Jense and Seb who are literally married rivals, so their teammates are forced to be the awkward third wheel. But omg I love the ones where it's Seb and Jense standing like a married couple and Lewis just standing however far apart he can without not being out of the pic:

But the Hungary one in particular is still sending me 😭

HE'S SO DONE WITH THEM!!!!

Also also, so true what you said about Mark catching Jense's eyes first! You made me think of this pic:

#sorry! probably longer reply that you thought youd get hahaha #aaahhhh yeah i just really love looking back at this era #i like how bcs of how less pr polished it was youd get a lot more funny pics like these #just openly ignoring other drivers and focusing purely on each other #or being pissy without care bcs your teammate beat you #mclaren lewis is so funny like he'll even congratulation seb who got pole above him but not jense hahaha #catie.asks. #catie.rambling.txt #half of my asks have my txt tag bcs i always answer with like 5 paragraphs..... #formula 1

[thebahwrites]

For the “an ask game ft niche questions i don’t see very often” I would like your thoughts on my all time favorite: Iceman!!!! I just love him so much

have I said today yet I love you? ❤️❤️❤️here are my objectively correct personal opinions on Iceman no one COME FOR ME

an ask game ft niche questions i don’t see v often (send me a character)

Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky (more under the cut so I don't bother anyone)

a song that reminds me of them the REASON it took me so long to answer this one is precisely because I am so picky with songs and it took me FOREVER to get to this one but I finally got the right one: Be Yourself - Audioslave Even when you've paid enough Been pulled apart Or been held up Every single memory of The good or bad, faces of love Don't lose any sleep tonight I'm sure everything will end up alright You may win or lose But to be yourself is all that you can do I actually love this song so much and the entire Out Of Exile album reads Iceman to me in different ways but this one? It's this one.

what they smell like I think it's a common kinda-canon/fanon thing with the coconut scented stuff because it shows up in the movie??? Won't say I don't subscribe to it but I'll add further: I think once my mans gets over smelling axe bodyspray or some random tropical shit because it was the easiest, closest available thing, I'll just say he favors the sweet-scented stuff. Coconut, pineapple, cinnamo, cardamom, orange if we go further but mostly remaining on the sweeter side of the aisle.

an otp Yeah we all know I'm down that IceMav train but I WILL say Iceman/Slider is almost right up there for me. Almost, though. Because I just love Icemav way too much. They're meant to be, your honor. They're rivals, they're insane, they're at each other's throats 36 years down the line and love each other so much. I WILL write about it.

a notp Don't think I've read anything with Ice that physically made me recoil but as per usual: Ice with the younger folks just is a no for me because ~I don't see it~. I've recently been presented with a couple of those possibilities and it wasn't for me!

favorite platonic/familial relationships Ice/Slider (when not a ship) OBVIOUSLY, that's his brother, that's his best buddy aside from Maverick, that's his sweet cheese, that's HIS BOY. Also Ice and Goose!!!! Everyone forgets they went to school together!!! They were friends!!!! And yet again I'll die on the Iceman/Hangman hill that no one want to hear from me but I WILL die on it.

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with oh boy. There's quite the handful of them but I think the most... like, how do I put it, it's just sort of a fanon consensus thing that Iceman is a full rule-abiding stickler/is somehow detached from things and I just. Disagree. I think Ice to ME reads as truly 'lawful neutral' - he follows codes and abides to things such as honor and respect but by HIS OWN STANDARDS. He also happens to have goals (i.e. rank climbing, etc) and knows what he needs to do to get there, so of course he's 'ice cold, no mistakes' when it comes to flying, because it makes him good. And he needles Maverick about being dangerous and leaving people behind but doesn't actually calls him out on his rule-following issues, he calls him out on behavior. I think people confuse those. So much so that in TGM Cyclone says Maverick wasn't even originally CONSIDERED for the list of whoever would teach the squad but Ice dragged him there because they needed someone who could: think outside the box & believe themselves able to pull off impossible features. No one, not even Ice, who flies within a strict ruleset could do it and that to me is the greatest strength between Iceman and Maverick. You've got Ice as a guy who allows himself to be limited by rules and regulations in a way because he has a goal and you got a guy who doesn't have the same goal so those same rules would limit him. And yes I rambled I THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT OKAY.

the position they sleep in On his stomach, a little curved, either hugging a pillow or someone. I will not elaborate. <3

a crossover au i’d love to see them in bro, SO MANY and I think I've cited them all already but I'll say it again: PACIFIC RIM. A PACIFIC RIM THING WITH THE '86 FOLKS, on my desk, RIGHT NOW. Though maybe some kind of western too because young Val as a cowboy has me-[GUNSHOT]

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn Ngl, the beach getup is slutty enough. But also he looked so damn good in the dress whites so, take ya pick.

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