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emotionaldamages · 7 months

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soft launch or hard launch - max verstappen

in which shes in a secret relationship with a certain redbull driver

social media au

part one| part two

note- this is my first time writing so it might not be as good, but hope you enjoy♡

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verahamilton pls dont

*pretend it says vera and not rihanna

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#f1 social media au #f1 one shot #formula one imagine #max verstappen #lando norris #lewis hamilton #soft launch #max verstappen fluff #carlos sainz #george russell #daniel ricciardo #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen social media au

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luna0713hunter · 2 months

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Hellooo~

I just found your blog rn and I immediately fell in love with your works(especially sukuna ffs).

I love the way you write sukuna and reader's relationship.

And if ur ok with it, may I request a sukuna x reader angst? Maybe where reader is a sorcerer and she got badly injured and got into a almost death situation during a fight and sukuna is smh guilty for it??

You can ignore this if u want to<3

-🍪

Author's note : Hi hi ( ꈍᴗꈍ)oh my gosh im so happy to hear that!!!thank you so much darling!it makes me super happy

Mhm,i love the smell of fresh angst with happy ending in the midnight lmao. I'll gladly write it!! Hope you enjoy this,Cookie-chan!

Warnings : Sukuna Sorcerer au!,angst,injury and blood,happy ending!

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You knew this would happen,and you were happy to rub it in your idiot boyfriend's face with a big "i told you so."

That is,if you make it out alive.

The curse before you lets out a loud noise, something akin to cackle,as it watches you with it's multiple eyes. You glare,but even you know it's lost all heat;with blood oozing out of each part of your body,you can barely even keep your eyes open. Your body feels weak,and all of your joints hurt like hell. Your eyes drift to where you broken phone is laying and you just hope that your help signal has gone through before it was damage for good.

"ah," you mumble as you spit a mouthful of blood on the ground below; watching as it drips down on your hands, "today sucks. Its all Ryo's fault."

Your hazy eyes turn up and you watch as the curse dances around;each one of it's disgusting eye spinning around wildly as it looks at you with glee.

The son of a bitch is having fun killing you.

"you're lucky, y'know," you giggle slightly from how slurred your words sound; the blood lose making you lightheaded, "If Ryo was here,he would've torn you to pieces. But, he's an idiot."

Because he really was; starting that morning with the message from the higher ups about your new mission, you had told Sukuna that it would end badly. You had told him more than twice that something smelled fishy;that the higher ups were out to get you. But Sukuna,had dismissed your worry,and with a small scoff had said you're paranoid. At least,now with you dead,he would be proven wrong.

You grin maniacally at the thought;serves him right.

Leaning your back against the tree,you watch with bleary eyes as the curse steps closer;you dont even care. You're too tired to fight back. So you just sit there, thinking about all the things you'll miss;your friends and family,that one bakery with those delicious coconut buns,your boyfriend Sukuna,and most of all-

"i never got the chance to hear him say i love you..."

Maybe out of everything, you'll regret not dating your boyfriend sooner.

You're so lost in your thoughts,that you dont notice the sound of the curse has been faded away. And when you hear a small shriek,and hurried footsteps running your way,you just close your eyes and drop your head. You're fully expecting the curse to rip out your heart,when gentle,but frantic hands,take hold of your bloody cheeks and raise your head slightly. With a pained groan,you open your eyes just enough to see a heap of pink,and a familiar pair of red eyes.

"Ryo...?"

"yeah,yeah babe. Its me," his voice is steady,like always,but you can hear a small undertone of worry and it brings a smile to your lips.

"told ya..."

The hands on your cheeks rub at the corner of your lips to wipe away the blood.

"yeah,i know. And I'm an ass for not believing you." You feel yourself shift,and with foggy mind, realize he has lifted you up in his arms, "I'll make it up to you. Promise."

You giggle and rub your head against his chest;his scent already soothing your mind.

"can i have those sweet buns then?with hot chocolate?"

"whatever you want. First, let's get you fixed up yeah?"

You mumble your agreement and close your eyes. And when you wake up the next time,its to a tray full of your favorite sweet buns and a warm mug of hot chocolate.

Your boyfriend embraces you tightly,and kisses your forehead.

"i love you."

And maybe getting almost killed,was worth it after all.

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P.S : I love coconut buns and im currently craving some so i had to add them lmao.

#ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk imagine #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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transingthoseformers · 1 day

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Very horny Soundwave is funny. Truly. Man has probably gone through the Internet enough to discover he has some kinks. But I propose to you: “I’m too fucking stress to be horny rn, because im using all my energy to be the one functioning braincell of this ship” Soundwave!

Man is still horny, but is too tired to care about fragging. He is sleeping standing up and chugging their equivalent of coffee or high grade energon in a mug and on his third Starscream nonsense, Megatron high off of dark energon trip stress induced overstim meltdown in the medbay that Knockout has made him a screaming corner just for it.

The one time he actually got a frag in a good long while was when Wheeljack, im saying him because it seems in character at least for prime, offered it as a joke and Soundwave in all his tried glory just went “Fuck it, I’m down” catching the wrecker off guard and somehow establishing the two has causal friends with benefits.

YES

THE ETERNAL STRUGGLE BETWEEN THE ✨HORNY✨ AND THE 💫STRESS💫

They put him through so much smh

Ssgys yes the screaming corner, I feel like Soundwave screams sure are Something

Soundjack fuck it yes

As far as autobot to decepticon relations go I consider this a win

#valveplug #kinda #tfp soundwave #tfp megatron #tfp starscream #tfp knockout #tfp wheeljack #soundjack #rarepair #immensely rarepair #hope that's everyone

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tsukasalover · 8 months

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“even if we fell in love” jeez okay we get it you guys wanna kiss smh

anyways our happy ending was the most bittersweet arc ender like. ever. wow. that was great (eyes couldn’t stop stinging bcs I kept crying)

like holy shit i could go on about that event for a WHILE but im tired rn so. i just think the way WxS has found so much comfort in each other and trusts each other so much is so sweet (tsukasa being a great leader and telling them it’s okay to cry btw MY HEART)

also I can’t remember if this was in a card side story or one of the episodes but GODDD when they payed respect to the wonder stage and thanked it for everything WHISUJSJDKLDP&.&:&& I can’t do this WxS i want you all to get married please (nenerobo is their child)

#story spoilers kind of btw #wxs tsukasa #rui kamishiro #tsukasa tenma #project sekai #wonderlands x showtime #just had to say a little something because WOW OH MY GOD #WxS arc ender #wxs #tenma tsukasa #pjsk #nene kusanagi #wxs nene #wxs emu #emu otori #prsk #polysho

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bro-atz · 4 months

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1024UB CHAPTER TWO: COULD YOU BE ANYMORE OBVIOUS?

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RODDIES group chat — 5 online

choosan: who’s there rn? kikiki: me, jongho, joong gyuday: hwa nd i are literally 3 ft away yeoman: woo is taking forever in the bathroom smh gyuday: if y’all don’t leave soon i’m going to eat all the meat yeoman: we’re now on our way wooah: AH DONT EAT ALL THE MEAT GYU PLS IM SO HUNGRY wooah: MY MEAT wooah: MY HEART wooah: MY LOVE gyuday: someone take his phone away from him.

San laughed at the messages as he got into the building and waited for the elevator. The door opened with a ding, and right as San stepped inside, someone yelled at him to hold the door. San held the door, and in came Iseul. San kind of expected Yunho to follow behind, but he realized that Yunho didn’t have his evening class today, so he stayed at home. Iseul smiled at him as they watched the elevator doors close.

“Are you going to stop at home and then go up?” she asked him.

“I probably should… I have my bag still,” San tried so hard to keep his voice normal— he hadn’t been alone with Iseul in a while.

“Well, I’m going to, so if you want to leave your stuff at home, I’ll come with,” Iseul offered.

“Yeah, okay, sounds good,” San had to refrain from sounding overly enthusiastic.

They stopped at Iseul’s apartment first, and Iseul literally just threw her bag inside. San felt his chest tighten with anxiety— he could never just throw his bag anywhere considering that all of his most expensive possessions resided in his bag. San must’ve been staring a bit longer than he should have because Iseul patted his shoulder, a zap of electricity going down his spine.

“You good?”

“Huh? Uh, yeah, I’m good,” San assured her.

The two went over to San’s apartment, arriving right as Yunho opened the door.

“Welcome home,” Yunho greeted San first. “Oh, Iseul, what’re you doing here?”

“San and I shared the elevator. We decided we’d put our bags back before heading up to Mingi and Jongho’s.”

“Okay, in that case, I’ll wait for you guys and we all can go up together,” Yunho’s smile was blinding.

San forced a less bright smile onto his face as he went into the apartment and carefully put his bag in his room. San loved Yunho, don’t get him wrong, but how is it that every single time he wants to talk to Iseul he’s there? Yunho definitely wasn’t intentionally sabotaging San, but at this rate, San was going to lock Yunho up just so he can talk to Iseul for at least more than five minutes.

The three went to Mingi and Jongho’s place, and they were the last ones there, but usually when it came to ROD parties, they all waited until everyone was there to start drinking. San was the last one in, and the second his body crossed the threshold, everyone immediately started drinking. Within seconds, there was only one can of beer left.

“Hey! Last beer!” Wooyoung pointed at the lonely can sitting on the dining table.

Everyone crowded around the last beer, and honest to God, San could see the can start to sweat. They all put one finger on the can— it was a ritual they started back in their first year of college. They always played fingers with the last can to figure out who would go grab more alcohol on their own dime. Nine times out of ten, it was Mingi who was the unlucky soul, as was the case this time around.

“God fucking dammit. Guys, I’m a broke college student, too,” Mingi tried to appeal.

“Shut up, business major. You lost fair and square,” Hongjoong shot him down.

“Fuck you, Honjoong. I’ll be back” Mingi cursed as he angrily grabbed his wallet and left the apartment, the door slamming on his way out.

Unfazed, the group dispersed to do whatever it is they wanted to do that night. Seonghwa and Wooyoung were always in charge of the food. No one else was allowed in the kitchen, not that anyone complained because no one else really wanted to cook. Sometimes, if Seonghwa or Wooyoung were too lazy or tired, they ordered delivery. They couldn’t always do that, otherwise they’d actually have no money left.

This day, they decided to have a video game tournament, first with Mario Kart, then Super Smash Bros. San, along with Yunho, Jongho, and Yeosang, were playing the first round— much to the dismay of the boys cooking in the kitchen.

“Ah! Not fair! I want to play too!” Wooyoung sulked loudly from the kitchen.

Hongjoong snapped his fingers at Wooyoung and pointed to a board with all of their names on it (except for his and Mingi’s) in a bracket. He tapped the second bracket and said, “You’re in heat two, Woo.”

“I wanted to play first…”

Seonghwa hit him over the head with a towel, Wooyoung turning around to yell at him, only to see that his meat was very close to burning. “Ah! My meat!”

“Please, for the love of God, stop saying “my meat.” It’s sounds way wrong,” Gyuri complained.

“It’s my meat, what are you going to do about it?”

“Hwa, if you don’t beat his ass, I will,” Gyuri cracked her knuckles.

Seonghwa hit Wooyoung over the head with the towel again and said, “Just finish making the food, please. The faster we finish, the faster you get to play.”

San, meanwhile, was in heat one. He decided to partner with Yunho and sabotage Yeosang and Jongho on their last race. They were actually succeeding until San felt something touch his shoulder. He looked to see that Iseul was leaning in between him and Yunho, her hair resting on his own shoulder. San got so flustered that he drove off the map entirely.

“San! What the fuck?” Yunho elbowed San in the ribs as he continued to grip the controller.

“Sorry, I got distracted!”

“By what?!”

“Uh… Wooyoung saying “my meat”?”

“Are you asking me or telling me?”

“Telling you— oh my God, wait, Yeosang has a blue shell!”

“Fuck!” Yunho directed all of his attention to the screen.

He was racing in first, and after San fell off the map, he fell from second to third, Yeosang in fourth. With an evil grin on his face, Yeosang deployed the blue shell, and with his sheer luck, the blue shell hit San on its way to Yunho. Jongho and Yeosang ended up in first and second respectively in the last race as well as the grand prix all together, Yunho ending in fourth. He put San in a chokehold and yelled, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you? You formed an alliance with me, but it was a fake alliance? How could you betray me like this?”

“Top ten anime betrayals!” Gyuri called from afar.

“Damn right!” Yunho agreed before releasing San from his torturous grip, the choking boy coughing dramatically.

Just then, Mingi burst into the apartment, bags of beer strung along his long arms and two cases of soju in his hands. Everyone started cheering upon seeing him, Mingi bowing several times before he proudly presented his shopping.

“Soju!” Wooyoung tried to run away from his cooking, but Seonghwa had a tight grip on his collar.

“Please, Woo, we’re almost done.”

Gyuri got up from her seat, Mingi immediately throwing himself on the empty seat, his arms dangling. She approached Wooyoung and whispered something in his ear, Wooyoung happily handing her his apron and running over to the mounds and mounds of alcohol Mingi supplied.

“So you do have money…” Hongjoong quipped. “Interesting.”

Mingi seemed too exhausted to retort, so he settled for giving him the stink eye and flipping him off.

San turned to Wooyoung and asked, “What did Gyu tell you?”

“Oh, she said she’d help Seonghwa with the last part,” Wooyoung smiled widely. “She said I could go drink… I love her.”

San rolled his eyes at him. “She’s a bad influence. You should stop drinking.”

“Hush, the heart wants what the heart wants,” Wooyoung pressed a finger against San’s lips.

San attempted to bite Wooyoung’s finger, causing the boy to run off. San lingered near Mingi and the alcohol as he observed Gyuri with Seonghwa. He was leaning over her shoulder and showing her how to do whatever it is that he wanted her to do, and every time he made slight contact with her, she tensed up. San could see that her ears were getting redder by the second, and it took everything in him to not laugh out loud at how coy she was acting with him. This was definitely not the Gyuri everyone knew and loved— heck, this just wasn’t Gyuri. San hypothesized that an alien took over her body at some point during the night, which was why she was acting all sorts of weird. At least Seonghwa was oblivious, and at least no one else seemed to be paying attention to them.

“What are you looking at?” a voice piped up from behind him.

San jumped and turned to see Iseul standing right behind him. He got so startled that his elbow hit a table, his arm immediately tingling painfully. He held his elbow tightly, Iseul’s hands covering her mouth.

“Oh my God, are you okay?” she asked as she touched his elbow.

Another wave of tingles went down his arm, but it was more like electricity than pain this time. San pursed his lips, desperately trying not to blush as Iseul rubbed his arm lightly. Iseul opened her mouth to say something, only for Seonghwa to announce, “Food’s ready!”

Everyone gathered around the kitchen island (because Jongho and Mingi didn’t have enough chairs around the dining table) and ate, conversations flying here and there. They all ate peacefully and happily until all the food disappeared from sight. Game night resumed, and San was surprised to see that Gyuri was not in the second heat, or on the board at all. In front of the TV on the ground sat Seonghwa, Wooyoung, Iseul, and Mingi, the rest of the group sitting in the surrounding sofas. San stood next to Gyuri as they observed the screaming children on the ground.

“You didn’t want to play?” San asked.

“I don’t want to play when…” Gyuri trailed off.

“Lemme guess, when Hwa is around?”

“Bingo.”

“That’s fair. I’d be careful if I were you, though.”

“Why?” Gyuri furrowed her eyebrows.

“It’s so obvious that you treat Hwa differently than the rest of us. If the wrong person sees, then everyone will know you like him,” San explained.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gyuri crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from him.

“You don’t know or you don’t want to know?”

“…Shut up.”

San and Gyuri ended up sitting at the dining table, watching the game go down from afar. Seonghwa and Iseul ended up winning the second heat, which meant they were going to be going against Jongho and Yeosang for the last heat. Sulking, Wooyoung joined San and Gyuri at the table, Mingi and Hongjoong following closely behind. San looked at the crew on the ground to see that Yunho was cheering everyone (mainly Iseul) on as the third grand prix was about to begin. He could feel a small frown start to form on his face as Iseul giggled at every little thing Yunho did.

“Wooyoung ith thad,” Wooyoung interrupted San’s thoughts, his cutesy lisp and delivery of his words in the third person earning groans from Hongjoong and Gyuri.

“Woo, what will it take for you to stop with the baby voice for the rest of the night,” Gyuri asked.

“Hmm, Wooyoung wanth ithe cream!”

“Come, let’s get you some ice cream,” Gyuri took Wooyoung’s hand as if he were a child and stood up. To the crew on the ground she called out, “We’re getting ice cream!”

“Cool, I want—”

“No! Only cool kids get ice cream,” Mingi interrupted Seonghwa, who was about to put his order in.

Mingi put his arm around Gyuri, and the three of them walked out the door.

“Hey, wait, I’m a cool kid!” Seonghwa argued.

“You’re a cool mom, that’s different,” Hongjoong shook his head.

Hongjoong grabbed San’s arm and followed the three who left earlier out the door.

♤

“Thank you, Gyu,” Wooyoung grinned happily as Gyuri handed him his ice cream.

The five of them sat outside of the convenience store, eating ice cream that Gyuri generously bought for them. San inhaled his chocolate ice cream as he thought about how close Yunho and Iseul were, and he angrily chewed his spoon as he regretted not taking biology so he could be partnered with Iseul instead of Yunho.

“Ayo, San, chill,” Mingi pulled the now-destroyed spoon out of San’s mouth.

“You good, San?” Hongjoong asked.

San, still unaware that the spoon was no longer in his mouth, nodded and said, “Yeah, why?”

Mingi held up the spoon. San stared at it for a good several seconds and tried to come up with a lie before scratching aimlessly at his face. “Ah, I guess I’m just mad that I didn’t make it to the third heat,” he lied.

San could feel Gyuri’s eyes on him as Wooyoung gave him a big hug. “It’s okay! We can go back and beat them at Super Smash Bros next!”

San hugged Wooyoung back before responding, “Nah, I’m good for tonight. I think I’m just going to go home and sleep. Maybe watch some anime before I do.”

He didn’t put any special emphasis on the word, but he kind of hoped Gyuri would catch his drift— he really wanted and needed her company.

“Wow, you’re such a sore loser,” Mingi laughed at San.

“I wouldn’t be talking if I were you, Mr. Got-So-Angry-That-The-Coffee-Table-Shattered,” Gyuri called Mingi out.

“For the last time, I wasn’t angry, that coffee table was already scratched up! It just happened to break at that moment.”

“Yeah, the moment you put your fist through it,” Hongjoong snorted in derision.

Mingi fumed and sulked as he returned to his ice cream. San hugged Wooyoung and wished everyone a good night before walking back towards 1024UB, his hands jammed in his front pockets. He heard footsteps approaching from behind and saw that Gyuri had caught up to him. “You caught on.”

“Of course.”

“What did you tell them?”

“I said I’d walk with you because I wanted to go home before Wooyoung could beg me to stay and play video games with them,” Gyuri laughed.

San couldn’t help but laugh too.

As they stood in the elevator, San started to fidget a little. He knew that this arrangement of theirs was originally his idea, but he still couldn’t help but feel nervous. It was much easier to just do it with someone random that he met online or in person even though he thought it would actually be easier to get with a friend. He and Gyuri weren’t necessarily that close, so it was fine, but hooking up with the same person instead of a one-night-stand? He had never really done that before, and he never expected he’d do it for longer than one month.

When they arrived at his apartment and as he typed in the code, he noticed that Gyuri, even though no one was around, still kept a little distance between them. Maybe she was as nervous as he was. That reassured San more than it should have, because the second they entered the apartment and the door shut behind them, San grabbed Gyuri by the waist and kissed her, his other hand supporting the back of her neck. His hand went under her shirt, his fingertips trailing up to her bra hooks, but not touching her bra just yet.

Gyuri offered a little bit of resistance and was able to push him away slightly as she asked breathlessly, “You have protection, right?”

“Yes, of course,” San confirmed.

Gyuri nodded, and the two resumed kissing. There were two things San could say with certainty as he kissed her: one, she was an amazing kisser, and two, he felt nothing. Well, technically he was getting turned on, but his heart wasn’t racing the same way it did when Iseul was around looking at him, touching him.

They got to his bedroom, and Gyuri sat on the bed and undressed herself as San closed the door and made sure the door was locked. He didn’t realize he had sighed until Gyuri pointed it out.

“What’s wrong?”

“Huh?”

“You’re sighing.”

“Oh… I don’t know…” San sat on the bed next to her and exhaled again. “I think I’m just overthinking her.”

“I guess all I can say is just don’t think about it too much, or you’ll end up upsetting yourself further.”

San nodded and locked eyes with Gyuri. He reached out for her face and pulled her into him, their lips meeting again briefly. He then got undressed and hovered above Gyuri. He hesitated again before he leaned down and kissed her on her lips, then her neck, then her collarbone. He pushed himself up again and looked into Gyuri’s eyes.

“Just tell me what to do,” she whispered.

Iseul’s face flashed in his mind. He resumed his trail of kisses and let his body take control of his mind, letting this agreement of theirs do the work as he let all the worries and anxieties he had let build up throughout the night go.

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