#why didn’t he team up with ana

[totaly-obsessed]

Sleepy

Barca Femení x reader fic

-> The reader suffers from anxiety and has to go on meds again - barca girls see her struggling with tiredness.

➳ Masterlist

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This season had been exciting and it was nearing it’s end. Together with Lucy Bronze, you joined Barcelona’s women’s team last year after the Euros, Keira Walsh joining you both in September.

Now your first season at the club was coming to it’s end. And it was a successful one – winning the ‘Supercopa’ and the league after disqualifying from the ‘Copa de la Reina’.

The only thing missing? A Champions League trophy. And your team made it to the finale against Vfl Wolfsburg – your old team.

You had always struggled with anxiety but the fact that you would be playing such a big tournament against most of your national teammates and your childhood friends Lena and Jule made it so much worse.

Your anxiety had originally settled once you found your place in the club and made peace with coming second in the Euros – but now? In this position? It got worse again. Many interviewers wanted to talk to you, interested in how you felt going up against your old team. The whole world was watching, or at least that is what it felt like to you. Your anxiety being at an all-time high.

It was Alexia, who was back in group training and back on the pitch, who contacted our club’s psychiatrist after realizing, that you wouldn’t do anything against your fear.

That is how you ended up in this situation.

After talking with your therapist, you were now talking to Jonatan and the entire trainer team, to make sure that they put you on the right anxiety medication. In the end, everyone concluded, that Lorazepam would be your best bet.

Throughout the whole conversation, you said nothing – just giving consent to the pills.

Alexia waited outside the room for you, trying to see how it went but when you just stormed by her effectively shoulder-checking her – she knew she messed up.

Your feet carried you directly into the protective arms of Ana, who took a very mothering role in your life, as did most of the older players. The blonde didn’t question why you were sobbing into her shoulder and just let you be, pulling you into a meeting room, that wasn’t occupied.

“What happened?” hearing her speak German, was comforting, it gave you a sense of home.

“They put me on pills again.” And the sobbing continued. Anna cooed softly, stroking your hair hoping you would calm down. And you did.

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On your way home that afternoon, you picked up your prescription – not thrilled at all. You knew that Alexia wanted what was best for you, but you felt so betrayed that she just went to the therapist, without even asking you first. Even though you knew that talking to you, probably wouldn’t have changed anything, and your Captain knew that as well.

As the pharmacist described, you took the first pill that evening, falling into a deep slumber.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

You were late.

The Lorazepam had knocked you out so much, that you slept well past your usual alarm. The ‘3 missed calls by Jonatan Giraldez’ didn’t calm you down either.

As fast as humanly possible you got up, got ready and already dressed in the training kit so you wouldn’t have to change. Luckily your apartment wasn’t too far away and ten minutes later you were already at the training facility.

Storming onto the pitch and straight into Jonatan. “I’m so sorry I overslept! It’s the Lorazepam!” In your time in Barca, you had picked up quite a bit of Spanish, learning much faster than Lucy and Keira – much to your enjoyment.

You expected to be shouted at, even though you had never seen Jonatan really angry. But he just smiled, nodded, and sent you to Alexia, who was the only one without a training partner.

What a coincidence.

The Spaniard gave you a warm smile, desperately hoping that she was in your good graces again. When met with a cold, hard face, she knew she wasn’t. Most of the drills were spent in silence, and during water break, you were off with Claudia and Parti who were teasing you about your punctuality.

“I thought Germans were supposed to be on time!” Claudia couldn’t even respond to her best friend, too busy laughing her ass off.

Strong arms pulled you in a headlock, away from the young players. “Luce! Let the poor girl go!” And just like that you were in complete control of your body again, Lucy listening to Keira like a well-trained dog.

“Are you okay tiny?”

Tiny. You hated that nickname – it didn’t even matter of old or tall you were, to Keira and Lucy, you were just tiny… “Yeah – I’m fine!”

Both of them knew that you weren’t really fine, but the training continued and Alexia was back at your side. It was silent for a few minutes, the blonde continuously opening and closing her mouth. “Just say it, Ale.”

“I’m sorry. I just wanted what was best for you, I should have talked to you.” Both of you were continuing with your tasks, facing straight forward, but the Spaniards' eyes kept glancing towards you.

“It’s fine. You were right. I probably wouldn’t have done anything about it.”

“So you like me again Amore?” a mischievous smile on her face, as she tripped you.

“I never stopped Ale, but I am seriously reconsidering it now!”

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The next couple of weeks were hard – The Lorazepam still hit you hard at the end of the day and you frequently woke up later than planned, but never too late.

Your ever caring team-mates built a schedule around you. Every morning one of them would pick you up – she would be there a little bit earlier than needed, get you up, wait for you to get ready, and then you would go to training together.

Your anxiety had gotten better, so it wasn’t all for nothing, you were actually seeing results, and the side effects were manageable.

Your club-mates still liked to wind you up (‘sleepy’ now being your official nickname) about your sleepiness but it turns out that they underestimated just how tired you constantly were.

It was one of the last practice days before your Champions League finale against Wolfsburg – after the hard training session, you always did a little bit of yoga together, trying to get the body to relax.

“Now we bring our body up to our knees again.” The instructor did the exercise, and effortlessly pushed himself up from his lying position.

So did everyone else – except for you.

With your head flat on your yoga mat, and your back bending uncomfortably, you had fallen asleep.

“Oi! Sleepy is cheating!” It was Mapi who had spotted you and wanted to be funny, but when you didn’t move when everyone laughed, she caved. A soft jacket was now draped over you, trying to keep you a little warm.

Most of the team left when they were done, aside from Ale, who was scheduled to you on that day. But instead of waking you up, the blonde sat down next to you and stroked your hair, in a soothing matter.

“Sleep well bebé.”

Just a few days later it finally happened. Barca won the Champions League!

And you weren’t just there, you assisted Patri’s first goal. The young Spaniard had run towards you in celebration “Yes sleepy! And again!”

And while it wasn’t you who assisted her on her second goal, she got it. Frido was the one getting us our win, shooting the three to two.

It was hard seeing your former clubmates but they were happy for you, especially Lena and Jule.

Having anxiety still sucked, but with the help of your friends who were really more of a family, your fans, and the game that you loved so much you made it, and it was worth it.

Maybe being sleepy wasn’t so bad after all…

#barca femeni x reader #barca femeni #woso x reader #woso imagine #barcelona femeni x reader

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Be Proud (Ana Maria-Crnogorcevic x reader)

A/N: Based off this request.

You had missed your girlfriend dearly. So much so that you were tempted to break the curfew so you could go to her hotel and see her before you became opponents. 

In the end you decide against it. 

The first time you see Ana is when you walk onto the pitch for the inspection. She is talking to Jenni in the centre whilst you stand on the sidelines with Alexia. 

“You can go see her you know?” Your club captain nudges you. 

What Alexia didn’t know is that you had been warned by Jorge not to see her before the game. He said he needed his star forward focused and even went as far to call Ana a distraction. Something that didn’t settle well with you. 

“I’ll wait till after the game. I can’t deal with him before the game” you shrug your shoulders but Alexia knew that you played your best football when you saw Ana, whether that is when she’s by your side or a quick hi before kick off. 

“I’m going over and you’re coming with me” she puts her arm round your shoulder and all but pushes you towards your girlfriend. 

You don’t make your presence known immediately as Jenni is in the middle of speaking. Ana, on the other hand, had no problem in turning all her attention to you regardless if Jenni is talking or not. 

It was sickening to those around them. It didn’t matter whether there was twenty people around, when you and Ana was in close proximity everyone and everything around you became irrelevant. 

“Hi” your tone is low. 

“Hi” Ana replies; the corner of her mouth rising to form a smirk. 

It had been mere weeks since you last saw her but you could have sworn she’s changed somehow. 

“Anyways don’t take it personally when we beat you” Jenni unintentionally ruins the moment between you. Her words bring back the reality of the reason why Ana is standing in front of you in the first place. 

“Ana what—“

“Don’t. This is part of the sport. Sometimes we are team mates and sometimes we are opponents” 

“Win or lose. You’re mine” you say. It was both a question and a statement. 

Ana doesn’t have the chance to respond as she is called over by her coach. 

It was game time. 

You had put on a flawless performance but this came at a cost, not for you but for Ana because Spain’s win sent Switzerland home. For the first time in your career you wasn’t entirely happy about winning.

Ana was your first thought when the whistle was blown but Jorge pulled you over to him and the coaching staff.

“Great game Y/N. See what happens when you’re not distracted” Jorge says smugly. That man’s arrogance and annoyance knew no bounds.

“Me and the girls played well now if you’ll excuse I am going to show respect to our opponents and that includes my girlfriend” 

The blonde woman saw you walking over and met you half way. She had a look of disappointment on her face which is to be expected but she also wore a smile on her face. Even in the defeat she had the energy to be proud of you.

“You could have taken it easy on us” she says as she pulls you into her arms. With the height difference she can just about rest her chin on the top of your head.

“I did” you say rather smugly. Ana pulls away and gives you a look, one which makes you regret your comment “Sorry”

“Don’t be. I’m proud of you Y/N”

“Ana, you should be proud of how you played. Not just today but of every game you have played so far”

“You’re biased” Ana wanted to believe you but with the results they had it was hard.

“I am but that doesn’t mean what I’m saying isn’t true” 

The two of you were so caught up in each other that you didn’t realise both of your teams had begun doing their lap of the field thanking those who came to support them. Not wanting to be rude you joined them but stay together instead of going to your team mates. Ana’s arm rested comfortably on your shoulder as you walk. It was her way of keeping you close and in the bubble that was sure to be popped once you reached the tunnel.

“Can we swap shirts?” You ask timidly. 

“I would love to but I have promised it to someone else” 

“Who? Was it Jenni? Aitana? Alexia? Tell me who it is and I’ll fight them for it. I’m the only one that’s allowed to wear Crnogorcevic on the back of my shirt”

Ana cannot help but laugh at your protectiveness and she knows that you will soon soften when she tells you who is getting her shirt.

“You’re cute but you won’t be fighting anyone” she says confidently.

“Watch me” you weren’t backing down. You wanted Ana’s shirt. Who could be more important than her girlfriend.

Ana removed her arm and chose to hold your hand instead whilst pulling you towards the family and friends section, the Spanish family and friends section. She hopped the barrier, you followed in suit and together you walked to where Irene was talking to Lucia and their son. Mateo reached out his arms and chose to be held by you instead of Irene. Something which you loved.

Your girlfriend watched the way you held him and the way you talked to him as if he was your best friend. She loved seeing you with Mateo because it gave her a glimpse of what the future could look like.

You were so caught up with the little boy in your arms that you didn’t notice Ana taking her shirt off, almost. 

“Irene. I won’t let you wear my girlfriend’s shirt. Nope, sorry, not going to happen” 

The look the defender gave confused you. 

“Wrong Parades Y/N” 

Ana then proceeds to handing Mateo her shirt.

“How can I fight him? He’s so cute and small and look at those cheeks” you knew in that moment that there’s nothing you could do. 

“Told you so” Ana knew that you would have no problem letting the little boy have her shirt.

Irene takes her son from you and puts him down. It gives you the opportunity to place the shirt over his head and helping him get his arms through. You have no problem admitting he looked cute in Ana’s shirt.

The three of you, plus Mateo walk back across the pitch and towards the changing rooms. 

“Next time, I get your shirt” 

“Next time, I promise”

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[alientee]

This is rated 18+ just in case minors don’t interact Maugaxreader

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I’ve had Mauga brain rot since he came out and there not enough fan fiction for me so I’m weighting this because it’s a funny thought I had in my mind I may even make it into a series. Reader is AFAB. Mauga x reader, some fluff, just a lil smut (barley) maybe more in the future enjoy!!!!!

You were relatively new to overwatch, but you were strong. The team knew you had their back, and that’s all that mattered; it also helped you have omnikinesis. But you couldn’t control it that well; you were unstable.

That’s why you reached out to overwatch, to control yourself before you hurt the others around you again. It’s a good thing they found out about you before talon or who knows what could have happened?

Speaking of Talon, you are having a team fight against them now. They tried to destroy another omnic and human peace event. Some of the richest humans and omnics were attending.

So you, Ana, Mei, Winston, and Lifeweaver were on guard duty. And lo and behold, here comes Sigma, Sombra, Reaper, Moria and some other big guy you didn’t know to ruin the party. Everyone began to run around in the grand dining room.

Sombra was hacking communications, so you couldn’t check on your backup. Mei and Ana were dealing with Reaper, and Moria, Winston, and Lifeweaver were dealing with Sombra and Sigma. That left you with the hulking, raging giant with tribal tattoos.

You quickly dodge his machine guns, using everything around you in the room as a shield. You quickly hide, trying to regain yourself; if you lose focus, you lose control.

“HEY HEY HEY WHERE DID YOU GO?!”

You hear smashing and bullets flying, trying to think of a plan in your head.

“EITHER YA COME OUT OR I START SETTING SHIT ON FIRE YOUR CHOICE HAHAHA!”

“Ok your completely insane” You whispered

You snuck around the hulking hot head. You hype yourself up to do a sneak attack that hopefully won’t take down the whole building. You focus on all the skylights and chandlers, bringing them down on top of the hulking man before jumping on his back, ready to detain him.

Until you were encased in darkness.

You find yourself squished by the man who was trying to kill you just moments ago. You were lying on his chest and straddling his waist while he was scrunched up and bent forward. You look up at him, seeing the snarl on his face.

“Ummmmmm hi there” , his eyes narrowed at you.

“What the fuck did you do!”.

You look at him startled and confused. “What do you mean I thought this was you?”

He looks like he’s about to yell at you again untill you both hear somthing.

“(Y/N)! Can you hear me!” It was Ana “YES!”

“Sigma got you two stuck in there!”

The large man shouted right in my ear while his chest rumbled underneath me. “HE DID WHAT!”

“Ah Mauga my friend would you like to hear about my new project. I was trying to trap the other one but you’ll make a great tester as well!” you could hear the collective sighs outside.

“It’s a black cube! One could say it’s a miniature black hole, but not a black hole at all, just a void in cuboid shape. It’s supposed to hold matter and keep it stabilized in place. It’s purpose is to hold things until it fully disappears on its own. Can you hear the melody within the universe? ”

You could feel the man named Mauga stiffen beneath you, you stiffen as well.

“Does that mean we dissapear to!” You scream

“Hmm possibly or maybe it will disappear without you in it the possibilities are endless.”

Your about to speak again when you hear Mauga grunt, you look up seeing him move his head down, that’s when you realize it’s shrinking now.

“It’s shrinking now!”

“Don’t worry (Y/N) given the circumstances we will work together until your both out”

“Don’t die in there Mauga I still have use for you” You shiver hearing Moria speak in such a way it’s gross.

You look up and see Mauga looking annoyed and uncomfortable “I’m sorry”

“Why you didn’t do nothing”

“It’s just that, if it shrinks without disappearing you’ll die. I could probably protect myself if I think of a way but I don’t know how it would affect you I can’t fully control my powers.” All he does is hum in response.

“(Y/N)! Can you use your powers to force the cube open!” Now that’s and idea but before you could even think about it Sigma speaks again.

“If you try to force a black hole to seperate it may disrupt everything around it destroying us all”

but sigma speaks again “But if she uses her powers and makes a black whole within a black hole?”

“Then Mauga dies, it would be such a waist but it may be an easier option” Moria spoke again, you could see Mauga rolling his eyes “Fuck you”

You look back up at Mauga you can still see the cube slightly shrinking again. “Mauga who are you?” He looks at me confused not saying a word. You sigh and speak again.

“If I’m going watch someone die in a cube I at least want to know them.”

You can’t help but stare into his eyes; he looks very handsome. Just something about him being a giant hunk of muscle with a sharp tooth smirk had you enticed.

He looks at you and puts a smirk on telling you the basics: he fought a war, he got two hearts, he lives his life as he pleases, and the rest is history.

You learned he liked video games, he takes pride in being strong and actually works out, letting you know he’s not an experiment with Moria, he’s a hot head but he’s passionate, and you even learned you both own a pair of shark slides.

The cube really did seem to be some type of black hole because you lost track of time and talked for what seemed like hours.

“Since you wanna know me so bad you mind doing me a favor” you nod looking at him

“If I die in here do something for me” You stiffen and look away sadly; you didn’t want to think about him dying in here, especially being responsible for someone’s last wishes.

You may be able to save yourself with your powers, but not at the expense of Mauga's life. You could only hope you would get out before then.

“I need you to tell Bap that I was mad at him for trying to blow me up and for leaving me behind. I was willing to drag his ass back; I missed him. Tell him the next time he grows a conscience, don’t skip out on your friends.” You looked at him confused, but nonetheless agreed.

“Ummm ok I’m not even going to get into that, is that all” He looks away and ponders “Make sure my turtle plush and guns are buried with me to and make my funeral a celebration of me not some sad ass drag of a day”

“Considering we’re technically supposed to be enemy’s I don’t think I’ll be able to plan that who knows what they’d do to your body, but I’ll try my best”

“That’s all I ask”

We stare into each others eyes what seems like forever. Until he leans down more moving his forhead to mine “One more thing?”

You look into his eyes shyly looking away when his gaze got to intense. He looks at me giving me a wink and that damned smirk of his. “What is it?”

“I always said if I died, I’d be on my terms. I wanted go out happy with a gun in each hand and a smile on my face. But right now I think the only thing that could make me happy is if I was taken care of by a beautiful lady?”

You blush looking at him with wide eyes “Are you asking me to have sex with you!?”

“Can’t really do that in this position doll” He’s laughing his ass off, you want to wipe that smirk off his face.

“Then what do you mean?”

He looks down your breast and you blush getting and idea of what he wanted. “If you could let me lay my face in those big tits of yours that’s a way to go” he smirks.

You feel your blush go from your face to your neck. “We don’t even know if your going to die Mauga, they could be done getting us out any minute.”

You listen outside to see if I can hear anything.

“We are not destroying the cube Moria!”

“Why not Mauga can be replaced and that girl can cause the destruction of our universe she’s a liability and a threat”

You could only mumble under your breath. “Your ugly face is a liability and a threat to everyone’s day and stomach”

You hear Mauga chuckle. “Don’t worry I’ll make sure to fuck up all her lab shit if I get out of this”.

You noticed his words if. And you couldn’t deal with that. If he died you’d have been to useless to stop it and in that moment you didn’t want to think about him dying.

You can see the cube shrinking more but Mauga doesn’t make a sound of discomfort, it’s like he doesn’t want to bother you every time the cube gets smaller.

“Hey Mauga”

“What’s up?”

You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and push his face down into your breast. You don’t know what possessed you, but the thought of giving him his last wishes made you confident in your decision.

Mauga snuggles his head in your chest. You hold him there pushing his head down , not wanting him to see your blushing face making this even more awkward.

As if he can sense your distress Mauga motor boats your chest making you laugh. “Hahaha what the heck Mauga!”

“Just enjoying my new home. I love it here.”

He pushes his face deeper in your breast, inhaling your sent. “Hmmmm I really love it here” You feel him lick your chest.

“Mauga! W-what are you doing”

You pull back to find him looking at you with lust in his eyes and a shit eating smirk.

“You looked nervous I wanted to break the ice. I want you to enjoy this too. Can I?”

You don’t know if it was the way he looked at you, or because this was the first time you’ve felt a man’s touch like this, or maybe it was the fact that you wanted to help him; either way you nodded your head giving him the green light.

He puts his forehead against yours once more. “I need words sweetie, tell me what you want”

You look down refusing to make eye contact “I want you to touch me Mauga”

He slowly moves in and kisses your lips, his lips are surprisingly soft he pulls back biting your bottom lip. He moves his face down back to your breast, kissing and biting them slightly, leaving read marks on your skin. You use the front of your hands to pull down the top of your dress, thanking yourself the dress you had on didn’t require you to wear a bra.

He looks up at you as he slowly licks around your breast, taking a nipple in his mouth. His hands cant reach your chest so he settles on placing them on your ass.

Your eyes roll back in pleasure as he suckles on your nipple, his tongue flicking against it softly. He gropes your ass, squeezing your cheeks roughly. You can’t help but moan softly in his ear.

He releases your nipple with a loud pop giving the same attention to the other while nibbling it.

You can feel something slightly poke at you. You realized Mauga got hard. He felt so big even behind his pants. You slightly raised yourself to sit on top of his dick and begin to grind on his erection.

Hoping to give him and yourself some relief, your panties were soaking wet from the attention. You didn’t want to think about the wet spot you were about to leave on his pants.

“Fuck~, you feel so good sweetheart.”

You were about to respond but the cube starts to shake rapidly. You quickly pull your dress up and hold on to Mauga. All you can think about is his safety wanting to put both of you in a shield that could protect you no matter what.

And it seemed like your powers agreed. Because the next thing you know, you and Mauga are in a giant bubble floating above everyone.

He’s looking at you with wide eyes his frown turning into a giant smirk. “I made you feel so good you broke the cube huh”

Your embarrassment must have faulted your concentration, because you two instantly fell from the sky. You land on top of him in front of everyone making it even more awkward.

Everyone looked down at you two before you quickly got up and walked towards your team while covering yourself, just incase you didn’t put your dress on quite right. Reaper spoke up

“Next time you all die”

Ana spoke before anyone else “Oh shut up Gabriel I’m sick of the death jokes”

As they begin to leave Mauga turns towards you giving you a wink.

“It was fun sweetheart”. And he walks away with the rest of talons members.

Mei spoke up while everyone else looked at me “Did he hurt you (y/n)?”

“No he didn’t, he’s just messing with me”

They all nodded and we all begin to retreat back to headquarters. You could only guess sombra hacked everything before you even tried to get back up because no one showed. You started to wonder if you’d ever see Mauga again.

That thought alone made you blush. Lifeweaver tapped your shoulder. He gave you a smirk showing you he was laughing at you. You look at him confused wondering what was so funny.

“What is it?”

He leaned down and whispered in your ear.

“I hope he wasn’t to rough with you”

You looked at him in horror and confusion how could he even know! You looked down to your chest seeing dark red marks all over your breast.

Dammit Mauga!

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[the-ace-with-spades]

Part 1 (or some of it) of a 5+1 jealous! Eddie fic I started ages ago back when Eddie was still dating Ana... Or Buck starts dating a guy, Eddie has a realization (or five) about Buck's taste in men and is entirely ridiculous about it

Buck’d been weird the last few weeks. Eddie couldn’t pinpoint in what way, or why, or even what changed, but he had been weird and it was unsettling Eddie — Buck was his rock, his one constant, his own anchor. Usually, being weird meant Buck was having problems he didn’t want anyone to know but it didn’t seem to be the case this time — there was no tenseness to him, no dropped shoulders, no distant looks. Eddie decided to wait. It wasn’t like he could force Buck into talking about it, even if he had known what it was.

So instead Eddie took a well-deserved shower and changed his uniform for a new one — the last call was nasty — and tried to look unsuspicious as he climbed up to the loft, taking a quick look at Bobby, preparing lunch, with Chim as the dishwasher, and then instantly turning to Buck and Hen. Hen was going over her medical textbooks again, but it was clear she wasn’t into it today, it had been a long day and it was showing on everyone.

But Buck didn’t look even a bit tired

“Do you want to stay the night today? Chris has been asking about building a fort again and you know I hate it—”

But before he could make even more poorly worded excuses that Buck usually would be tricked into while ignoring the obvious hope in Eddie’s voice, Hen said, from the other end of the table, “Isn’t it the date night tonight?”

Eddie frowned. He didn’t have a habit of telling anyone from the team about his dates with Marisol — aside from Buck — and he certainly didn’t have another date planned at least for a week.

Eddie opened his mouth—

And Buck froze, wide eyes blinking, and Eddie could see his face turning red, his skin getting blotchy down to the neck of his navy blue collar.

“Hen,” he said, sounding a bit breathless.

"What? I lasted long enough, you've been checking your phone all day, lover boy," Hen said, putting her book down on her lap.

She had that familiar quirked brow, like she was unimpressed, but she also looked at Buck like he was the punchline to a joke she was in the process of making.

She was obviously wrong because Buck would have told him if he was going on a date.

Or not.

"It's still new," Buck said, still red in the face. At that point, even his ears were turning red. "I'm excited, sue me."

"No lawsuits in this firehouse," Chim shouted from the kitchen.

There was a familiar sound and Chim groaned quietly from the kitchen annex—Bobby swatted his arm with the dishcloth.

"Hate to break it to you, but you two have been dating for almost two months, it's not new," Hen pointed out.

And that was alarming information. Because Eddie could understand not knowing about Buck's first date or even second date but this? This meant he had been kept in the dark for many of those dates already and going by the lack of reaction from anyone else, he was the only one.

"Two months?" he asked, moving closer to the couch Buck was sitting on. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"It's new," Buck repeated. Which was a weak excuse — it's been two months apparently and everyone else knew already.

"Is our Buckaroo shy?" Hen said, leaning over the table like she wanted to pinch Buck's very pink and very pouting cheeks. She probably would have if they were sitting closer.

"Maybe," Buck said, shrugging. “Maybe I just don’t want him to run away the minute he meets you guys.”

"Come on, Buckley," Chim perked up, coming from the kitchen and draping himself over the back of Hen's backseat. "You know if he did, he wouldn't be worth it. And Maddie's been asking for a coffee date with him for weeks now because you go on, like, two dates a week, at least."

There were a couple of seconds Buck opening and closing his mouth, like a fish underwater, and Eddie waited for an explanation. Any kind of explanation, really.

"We're taking it slow," is all Buck answered it with, like a broken machine.

And those were the exact same words Eddie had been using while describing his relationship with Marisol, but somehow it didn’t make him feel better about it. Quite the opposite — it suddenly felt like he couldn't let his breath out, like he was about to punch something in a second and couldn't get the air in his lungs out until he was about to collide his first with this something.

"Come on, kid," Hen said, sounding very close to the original punchline. This time, she leaned over the table and patted Buck's knee. Chim stood behind her with a smirk that suggested he was also on in the punchline.

Eddie couldn't see anything funny about this.

At the pat, Buck looked at Hen, then he looked at Eddie, a bit wide-eyed, and Eddie couldn't help crossing his arms over his chest. At that, Buck abruptly stood up, hopping over the table's edge with his usual energy, narrowly avoiding him and stepping into the direction of the kitchen.

"Do you need any help, Cap?"

As soon as he said that, in a tone that was slightly too high-pitched to be genuine, his phone rang from his back pocket. Everyone turned to him and Hen snorted, sharing an amused look behind her shoulder with Chimney.

Bobby turned around from the stove with an equally amused gaze, even though he tried to hide it even more.

The ringtone was unfamiliar and irritating.

"No, not for now, but thank you," Bobby said, his eyebrows raising meaningfully before he added, "You should probably get that, don't want to keep him waiting. Dinner in ten."

Buck walked away, taking his phone back out of his pocket. He smiled at the screen and it was the same smile he had when Eddie showed him whatever picture of Chris Carla had sent him that day — soft and calm and a bit dreamy. Eddie didn’t like it.

He liked it even less when Buck finally picked the call and in a tone somehow even softer, answered with a, “Hey.” 

He didn't like it. In fact, he hadn't liked the whole conversation to begin with and the way everyone had been so casual about Buck dating some girl they never met was—

"Wait," he blurted out, "did Buck say he?"

“Yeah?” Chim said, casually sitting down next to Hen and picking up the remote to the TV. “I think the guy’s name is something starting with a d? David, maybe? Maddie would know, I try to tune their talks out, Buck’s like another annoying little brother to me, I don’t need to hear him gush about his date’s eyes.”

“Oh my,” Hen exclaimed, putting down her book on the table now and turning to Chimney like he held all the secrets of the world. “Buck gushes about the guy’s eyes?”

Suddenly, Chim froze, staring into space with the remote hovering in the air, like he realized he had said too much.

“I didn’t say that,” he replied finally, words coming out of his mouth too quickly.

Eddie was unimpressed—deeply.

“I’m sorry, are we going to ignore the whole he part? Since when Buck dates guys?”

At that, Chim relaxed, even though Hen was still looking at him like he was the main source of gossip. Which he was.

“I mean, Buck is bisexual, I think? He’s been out basically since his first week here.”

“Pansexual,” Hen corrected. Or Eddie supposed she corrected, because he had no idea what pansexual meant, aside from that it meant that Buck dates men. And that was the whole point of this, whatever this was.

"Buck isn't straight?"

"What?" Hen asked, glancing at him, book already back in her hand. "You're acting like this is brand new information."

"This is brand new information."

"I mean, you weren't here for the Buck 1.0 but I figured you would know by now," Chim remarked, a bit confused.

"Yeah, he went to Pride with Karen and I the first year you were here, got so drunk we had to drag his body out of the bar and into the car. He slept on our kitchen floor," Hen explained, shaking her head a bit. She frowned again, adjusting her glasses. "I'm sure I told you about it."

She did. She did and Eddie hadn’t connected the dots—their going-out being on the date of Pride and the bar Hen mentioned being in West Hollywood—and let himself think that Buck was not only out of his league but also playing a completely different sport for another three years, almost.

“Eddie,” Hen spoke up again, this time her tone reminding him of the way she spoke to kids on their calls. “He’s still Buck. Let him have this.”

“Yeah,” Chim chorused. “I haven’t seen the guy so enthusiastic about someone in a very long time. He’s this close to being lovesick again.”

Chim raised his hand, his thumb and point index finger so close it almost looked like they were touching. Eddie glared at them, not appeased at all.

“How do you know this—this guy—” He couldn’t even say this. He would’ve known. Buck would’ve told him. He didn’t like this at all. “—is actually good for him? How do you know it’s not another Abby or Veronica or Taylor or—”

“Or?” Hen prodded.

“Look, Buck is trying to move on,” Chim began, confusing Eddie even more.

“Chim—”

Chim got a slap to the arm from Hen for whatever he was saying but Chim continued nonetheless.

“Let him be happy, alright? Let him fall in love with this guy first and worry later.”

He crossed his arms again — didn't like it. In fact, he didn't understand why no one was sharing the same feeling. “You talk about it like he already did.”

“Buck loves easy but he doesn’t fall in love easy,” Hen said, like Eddie didn't know that already. Like it wasn't the part that was scaring him the most about this situation. Because they were talking about it like Buck was already deep enough with this guy — a guy that Eddie didn't even know existed five minutes ago, a guy that Eddie didn't even know was an option for Buck — like he was already falling for him. “They are really taking it slow, I bet, snail-pace probably. Just, support him with this, Eddie. It’s the least we can do.”

Both Chim and Hen looked at him expecting him to fold and that just didn't sit with them well. Buck was dating some guy, some guy they hadn't even met yet, for months and he didn't tell Eddie. How could they not just feel the same dread, the drop in the stomach, and the heat in the chest, as Eddie did? It was wrong and he could feel it. He couldn't just let it be.

He turned to Bobby, looking for help. “You’re not going to say anything about it?”

Bobby shrugged, not glancing up from where he was counting plates.

“Buck is like a—" he began and then he frowned. "Buck is important to me, to this family. We can’t shield him from everything we want to and I think,” he finally said. “I think it’s good that he is getting out there, I think that he needs to have someone, needs to feel like he isn’t alone.”

That didn't help the dread worse — that made the dread worse, his whole body stiffening like he was a step away from turning into a statue. It didn't help the burn under his heart and all his mind could think was it's wrong, it's wrong, wrong, wrong, wrongwrongwrong.

“He isn’t alone. He has me and Chris,” he replied over the knot in his throat.

Chin snorted to his left, somewhere vaguely in the background. “You really think he will be alright his whole life with you and—”

“Buck is the one making decisions,” Bobby interrupted. “He’s an adult. If he asks for advice, we’ll give it to him and if not and things fall through, we’ll be there for him. End of the discussion.”

#buddie #911 fox #911 abc #evan buckley #eddie diaz #charlie writes #q

[zoyazenik]

emily’s endless list of ocs ✨ ↳ ana martinez, eat your young 🫀 ↳ ( in•sp )

Ana Martinez does not survive in the end. 

She does not live to see her mother again, to play another game of soccer, or win another debate competition. She does not grow old, she doesn’t get married, she doesn’t see her older brother find peace. All she does is wither and rot, as all things do. 

But Ana Martinez is not all dead, not fully. She lives on in the memories of the survivors, of those that got to see the plane that saved them. She haunts them, they see her in their periphery, in the gentle laugh of a girl, the breeze in autumn, the biting chill of a winter’s night. Because Ana Martinez is dead, but she is the reason they all survived.

Seventeen, almost eighteen, Ana was almost out of New Jersey, and she was going to go out with a Bang! She’d been the team’s Left-Winger since she’d graduated from JV when she was freshly fifteen, and despite being the Coach’s daughter, nobody could deny her being one of the strongest players on the team. She was a shoo-in for a full-ride scholarship to the University of North Carolina, she was going to be a star player and get a business degree while doing it. But first they had to win at Nationals.

Ana liked to believe that what happened next was the consequence of three things.

1. Taissa Turner breaking Ally’s leg, tearing it apart, right down to the bone.

Ana knew it was a bad idea, she’d argued against it, when Tai had proposed the idea to the small group of players. She’d stood strong beside her fellow Winger, Natalie Scatorccio, pleaded for them to see sense. But Tai was headstrong, and she wanted to win, and that wasn’t going to happen if Ally was on the field with them.

Ana figured she didn’t fight enough.

2. The Yellowjackets being prideful, arrogant, and sometimes, downright mean.

It wasn’t their fault, any of them. Ana and the rest of the team, they were just kids - teenage girls, most of which hadn’t even hit eighteen yet. Teenage girls are mean, they tear at your throat with words of poison, and teeth filed to sharp points – they pick you apart piece by piece, they consume your very being until they spit you back up, a perfect mold of themselves.

Each of the Yellowjackets had a vice, something that made them imperfect, something that made them wrong. 

Ana wasn’t sure if it was the fact that she liked girls or the fact that she liked to throw eggs at the houses of kids who pissed her off that made her wrong. 

She just knew that she was.

3. Ana Martinez telling her father she hated him.

Sure, Mr. Martinez wasn’t perfect, he wasn’t a particularly good father, he was harsh and stern and cared all too much about soccer than he did about his children, but he was still her father. He worked harder than anyone she’d ever known, he made sure that she had whatever she needed, and when she was hurt – emotionally, physically, whatever it may be – he made sure to pat her on the head and slip a plate of sopapillas under her bedroom door.

And the truth was that Ana loved her father, more than anything else in the world – even if he hadn’t told her he loved her in two years, even if he frowned more than he smiled. But he had upset her, in the way that only he could. Instead of congratulating her for their big win, for saying how excited he was for them to go to nationals, for telling her he was proud of her, he had critiqued her. 

Ana had never been good at receiving critique from her father, but this time, when she’d been coming down from such a high, she simply couldn’t handle it, which is why she’d yelled.

So, this was why Ana believed they’d crashed, why they had to do what they had to do, endure what they endured. Ana believed that the reason she died was because no matter how hard she worked to help everyone, to make sure the team stayed together and stayed alive, it didn’t matter, because at her core, Ana Martinez was a girl, and she was twisted, wrong. 

This is why she didn’t make it.

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[aleksa-sims]

RL Simself Story ⛈️😶‍🌫️

It was still the same rainy day, a Friday. I wasn't at home. Nico picked me up, we had something planned. We wanted to catch up on our missed date, but before we could do this, N. had one last match, before he finally got 2 weeks off. It was not an official, important match, it was an internal thing organized by his club. A kind of.... summerbreak party? They split their 22 players into two teams each and the winning team got an additional cash bonus/reward.

I’ve never accompanied Nico to one of his soccer matches. This was my first time. I just can't handle certain people who will show up there. He knew that and didn’t expect me to accompany him. But this time, I just went along. I had a good feeling & I wanted N. back, as it was 2 months ago. I wanted Nico to take care of our Baby, what he had planned and promised, but he should take care of me too. So I decided to do my best to get him back.

Later at the soccer stadium, Nico introduced me to Damien’s Mom. He really didn’t leave me alone for a second, until he had to join his team-mates. Nico asked D.'s Mom to take care of me, while he was on the pitch, so I wouldn’t get lost there. And yea, Damien’s Mom was very nice. We both got along well from the start. After the match she invited us to their house, which was in the same area.

Once there, I got to know Damien’s dog. I didn't even know they had a dog? So cute! 🤍

Damien mentioned a.... summer party that was going to take place later. But Nico wasn’t sure we should go to this party? We were quite far from home and the heavy rain just didn’t stop. The weather was not getting any better. In addition, some roads were now closed due to heavy rain & storm. And looks like it’s gonna be canceled anyway. That's why Damien’s Mom offered N. & me, to stay the night there. Because... we’re not gonna make it back to town tonight.

While I was traveling with Nico far away from the city, chaos broke out at home too. The weather not only caused roadblocks and floods here, but also at home some odd thigs were going on. 🧐

Daniel came back! 😱😱 He was at my parents. He talked to them. After that, he made his way home. To our apartment,  where he met Ana, just a few hours later. Ana wasn’t home when Daniel showed up. But my Mom told her. Ana couldn’t believe it! She had to see Daniel herself.  So she headed to our apartment, despite the heavy rain. As she was about to ring the door phone, she saw him & Alex right there, infront of the door. Daniel just looked silently at Ana, carrying his things with him, as if he wanted to disappear again.

Ana: Daniel!!.....I can't believe it, you are barely back, now you're just going to take off again?

Daniel: .... What are you doing here? Are you alone? Where's your sister?.. And no, I'm not leaving. I’m staying!!

Alex: We just got his stuff out of the car. He’s not going to leave, he’s moving back to his apartment.

Ana: HIS, apartment..... Okay, I understand.

Alex: Where's your sister?

Ana: Lexi, huh? 🤨

Daniel: Ana, c'mon. I know about.... Lexi. Alex told me everything. I was pretty pissed at my brother, but that's not why I left!! I mean the friendship between him and......... Lexi. 🤨

Ana: Then why did you leave? You know.... I felt a bit guilty. I think you wanted to tell me the day we went to that club, right? I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you. I was distracted.

Daniel: Yea.... I tried but I didn’t!! However, it wasn’t your fault, Ana. You couldn’t have stopped me anyway. At that point, I was already way too deep in that shit. But before I can explain everything, I need to talk to your sister first.

Ana: You know she filed for divorce. My Mom told you. Is that why you came back?

Daniel: I’m not getting a divorce! I love your sister! We’re married. I also know about him! That... soccer player. But.... it's okay. I-... I forgive her.

Ana: You, forgive her? You pissed off!... But you're wrong, D... You, DO NOT know everything! There is one, tiny but important detail... you still need to know about. 🤦‍♀️

Daniel: Tell me!

Ana: I can't! That's Aleksa's job.... Sorry..... Call her!

Daniel: Um.... no. I’ll wait till she gets home safely. I need to talk to her in peace without being disturbed, you know?

Ana: Yea, I get you. As long as you don’t leave, that’s okay. But I think I’ll tell her. I... I can’t keep this to myself, I just have to call my sister.

Daniel: Okay. I do not mind. I'm here.... waiting for her.

And yes, she’ll call me right away and carefully tell me.... who’s back. But he was right, she should have waited until I got back home....

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #myrlgameplay #rl story

[wisteriaiswriting]

Hi!! I saw that your request were open so I wanted to request something!

Imagine reaper had a daughter with his (ex???) wife before he died / disappeared, she knew him as a hero and always admired him etc. so his daughter joined overwatch after a few years now that she was older and wanted to follow her dad’s steps (obviously not knowing the behind scenes of his job) but in a mission reaper sees her and is not capable of doing his job because he recognizes his little girl

I had an oc that was reapers daughter but saw a post about widowmaker with a child and I NEEDED someone to write one for reaper— THANK YOU, take your time and take care <333

𝔽𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝔹𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤

Words: 576

Also wording reader as his child, as I don't do female readers!

“Told you she would grow on you Gabe.”

“What.” He didn’t understand what Ana meant. If anything it was about Pharah, but if anything she grew on him years ago, not that he would admit it. She only sighed and shook her head, pointing behind him.

Finding his wife, Martina. Her hands were cupped around something that she held to her chest, slowly opening them. In her hands sat a pregnancy test. He only stared, so she rightfully got worried.

“Really?” She nodded. Instantly he rushed over to her, lifting her into his arms. He was never good at words, but his actions made up for it.

***

The months passed before you and your brother were born.While he took after her you were a mix of both. He became a mummy's boy, so Gabriel made sure you were a daddy’s kid. And with the amount of overwatch posters and apparel around it would’ve been surprising if you weren’t.

What was even more surprising was that he just didn’t return. None of the family realized until Jack, also known as Soldier 76, alerted you. But that wouldn’t do much when there was no trace of where he went.

So the next few decades you had to grow up without him present, with the closet being all the posters still hanging. Although they were quickly removed and hidden. It didn’t stop you from following his footsteps even as your mother testified.

It would be dangerous, even life risking. But you were willing to take that risk, after all your father did.

***

Arms wrapped around your waist and hauled you into the air, although it wasn’t hard to figure out it was. The massive muscles revealed it as Reinhardt, then came his voice, yelling even though he was right behind you.

“Look at you, finally grown up!” Suddenly his arms were gone but you weren’t on the ground. Instead he had thrown you into the air, making sure you safely land and stay on his shoulder.

“ANA!” There he went, bringing you along to show off that you were back, now to work.

***

Even if you just joined you were much more prepared than other recruits. Likely from the fact you had been training all your life with Ana, Jack and sometimes Reinhardt, who never wanted to hurt you during so.

So that came in handy very quickly. As you were selected for a mission, going with other official overwatch members. Ana, Brigitte, Genji, Cassidy and D.Va. Flown across the world to your location, Busan in South Korea.

It was a simple recon mission. Get in, find the needed information then leave. But you guys were never going to do it alone. Talon hiding in the shadows, keeping track of their own information.

Reaper had made his way around and behind your team, able to follow the familiar voices.

“Genji!”

“McCree!” Of course he would run into those two. Thinking his time with them was long but over, apparently not. Stepping out closer to watch the commotion, not expecting another familiar sight.

“McCree, don’t step any closer.”

“And why is that?”

“You don’t want to piss off Reyes do you?” Following his words you walked into their sights. Ultimately making McCree back off, not before complaining.

“Reyes won't be able to keep you safe forever.”

Even with Gabriel out of your life you were much more similar than you realized. And hopefully you didn’t become too close.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch x male reader #overwatch reaper #overwatch reaper x reader #reaper x reader #wisteria♥

[12-seconds-to-live]

(Un)Lost: ‘Till the end of the line

Pairing: F12022/3!Grid! x Fem!Driver!oc

Warnings: DNF’s, angst, a little bit of love, episodes of anxiety, Seb’s retirement, harsh words.

DRIVE TO SURVIVE S.5 EP. 10

END OF THE ROAD

“So, What are your plans after Abu Dhabi?”

“I have a few things in mind, I’m officially unemployed. What are you gonna do without me?”

“Not much, for now we hired Charlotte as class clown, she’s is pretty funny. The other day she talked a lot about you”

“What did she say? Hope she didn’t reveal any secrets” Daniel showed a smile

“She looked sad, you know why?”

“Yeah. She’s the type of talent you saw on the track and your mind already click on what’s coming next, like, the next big thing. I told her that the events that happened on McLaren aren’t gonna affect our friendship”

“So, you’re good with the decision?”

“This is a sport that If they’re not happy with you, you’re out, you just have to remember the good days, enjoy the butterflies. I told her that she’s so powerfull, to surround to people who cares about her and then continue with their feet on the ground and let go the idea that you have to be the best or do the most to be worth something”

“You’re a good friend and we’re gonna miss you. What’s the next thing for you?”

“I don’t know. I guess we have to wait ‘till next season”

“Hello Charlotte”

“Hello Netflix, what’s up?”

“Good, how’s the media treating you?” I moved my head as saying no

“Like always, I haven’t been near my phone the past week, so Lando has to knock everyday at 5 am to wake me up”

“That’s a hard job” I laugh

“It’s discipline, I force him to go to the gym with me. Just to start the day with energy”

“Ready for the last race? This has been a incredible season, better that Hamilton’s”

“I don’t like to compare but yeah, the expectations has been high, for everybody, I also have a lot of responsability with me, Alex too. The team has helped us in a way that we feel in another level, even If we’re not longer be together, I’m gratefull and I hope to race aginst them next year. I mean, there was always a 50/50 situation and a lot of rumours and criticism but I just focused on what I wanted rather that follow people bad advices”

“Who gave you a bad advice?

“Daniel, he just told me to tell them F.E.A.”  

“What’s that?”

“Fuck them all”

“Inspiring” I laugh “And who gave you a good advice?”

I started thinking “Probably Carlos, he’s been helping me a lot, he just said don’t crash, pretty good advice”

“Hey, just wanted to wish you good luck”

“You too” I kissed Lando on the cheek

“I don’t like it there” I laugh and hug him

“Carlos is looking in our direction and his mom just took a photo”

He laughs “Family dinners are going to be fun with me in there”

“Funny, go get ready, love you”

“Love you too, my world champ”

“Let’s see” I looked around and the Sainz and my dad we’re smiling “Weirdos”

My get closer to my dad and hug “You’re mom is so proud of you, I know you’re going to be world champion, zero doubts, mind focus and have fun. Even if this is your job, remember those days when everybody just said that a girl, my little baby, can’t do it and now you’re proving them wrong, you always do that. We’re so proud”

“I love you dad. Mom’s still here” I said with tear on my eyes

“She is” I gasp “Carlos, let’s go. See you after the race” 

“Good luck, my favourite sister” I formed an “O”

“Ana and Blanca are gonna get so jealous, haha. See you on the podium or at the party”

“A little party sounds good” He laugh and I walked to my garage. All of the members looked happy, I took my balaclava and helmet and walked to the circuit to get in the car.

God, if this is my moment, please make it a good one.

“Radio check”

“Copy, ugh, I’m going to miss your voice”

“I already have the file of your radio in your inbox”

“You’re definitely the best race engineer in the world”

“Doing my best for you. Six minutes to formation lap”

“Copy, I remember that you’re going to McLaren with me, ups”

“Haha, nothing like a chaotic driver ‘till you decide to retire”

“Welcome to the last race of the season, here in Abu Dhabi. The story is repeating itself. Max Verstappen is going to be fighting for this year title with Charlotte Robyn-Jone, today as a Williams race driver and tomorrow she’ll be officially part of McLaren. There’s a lot going on in both garages. Red Bull has set up everything to a back to back and Williams has done the same for the girl. She’ll be the greatest, first woman to get through all the categories and win, hope that she do the same today and mark history”

Everybody is ready in their positions after the formation lap.

Five seconds to breath

Four seconds to be gratefull

Three seconds to blink

Two seconds to feel a champion

One second to be one

“And it all comes down to the last lap and no, Verstappen has braked and Charlotte has passed the Dutchman with ease and what a girl, she is three more corners away from being the first, mark history AND SHE HAS DONE IT, SHE DID IT. We have the first woman world champion in formula one. Remember her name, Charlotte Robyn-Jones is a world champion. Oh my God, I’m so happy”

“YEAAAAAAAAH, WE DID IT”

“YOU DID IT. What a race. We are so proud, Your mom is happy for you. This has been your year, champ” Everybody can hear the screaming coming from the Williams garage

“Thank you to all the members of Williams, I’m so happy. I hope we have a party tonight ‘cause everybody is invited. Call Kimi, Adam” 

“I don’t have his phone number and...”

“But I do, look for my phone. Oh my God, freacking champion. YEAAAAH”

Charlotte parked in front of  the P1, Max on P2 and Lando on P3. Due her excitement, she took off her helmet and balaclava faster than ever and run to Lando

“You did it. I’m so proud”

“So proud to deserve a kiss”

“As many as my girl want” And that kissed marked one of the most shared photos of the new crowned champion.

Little thing nobody knows. Happiness never last long.

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part one

part two

part three

#lewis hamilton #Formula 1 #Formula One #Red Bull Formula 1 #mercedes formula one #alpine #alpha tauri #Max Verstappen #sergio perez #daniel ricciardo #George Russell #Pierre Gasly #Esteban Ocon #lando norris #Zhou Guanyu

[homemadegirlbossbattle]

SEMIFINALS / POLL 2

Selene Cromswell (@clovenhooved, art by Ana Luiza Garcia) vs. Team Patience & Valerie Wester (@cherry-spot and @toa-arania)

Selene Cromswell info:

Description: okay. OKAY. D&D OC. Selene is a widow of a husband that she killed in the pursuit in higher knowledge and gaining lichdom. She had one son, Cyrus, who was restricted in his formative years, being made to follow in her footsteps in perfecting wizardry. She is headmistress of a magic college.

She grew up in a backwater side of the world, born to ex-adventurer parents with deep cowboy roots, and was the only child out of her siblings to not inherit storm sorcery from her mother. She has deep issues with self worth and always wants to be the most intelligent in any room.

Crimes:

Tried to murder her father in a misguided attempt at vengeance -Burned her family’s home to the ground -Murder in general to get what she wants -Manipulation, gaslighting, blackmailing to get to the top -Killing her husband thru an…. ‘accident’ in the pursuit of being a lich -Terrible mom in general -Didn’t let her son leave the magic campus, causing him to burn down a building and run in the panic

Other notes from the submitter: a milf for your consideration………..

Patience & Valerie Wester info:

Patience and Valerie’s Descriptions: What’s better than one girlboss? Two, of course! Red and green, fire and plants, spiteful god and godless heathen, and just so much drama to go around.

Patience, the self-declared leader of the high court of heaven, looks on the surface to be the kind and selfless leader to those she tries to save face for, with the noble goal of wanting Heaven to be a perfect paradise for all. Her family and the other gods know the truth, thanks to her “encouragement” for them to be her version of perfect. From the people she drives away, and to the countless people she actively seeks to harm, her insidious grasp on the divine beings can be felt everywhere throughout the realms.

Valerie Wester, a plant witch staying with her aunt in Springdale, is outgoing, confident, blasé, and consumed with overwhelming hubris and pettiness. She is notorious throughout the town for a variety of things, and when she isn’t enacting meticulous revenge, saying “we learnt something new” to justify her latest bullshit, or completely failing to understand the concept of altruism, she’s casting hexes, pissing off her ‘friends’, and attempting semi-successfully to get the attention of the various gods.

Patience’s Crimes:

Pushed away one sister (Thena) to the point that she left the entire universe and convinced the other (Tempy) that her husband cheating was her own fault to encourage “improvement”, then convinced her brother to be Heaven’s executioner against his explicit wishes Framed Tempy’s husband for the murder of someone who wasn’t even dead so she could get him and his mistress kicked out of heaven and then put the ‘murder victim’ in a magic stone because she wasn’t good enough at her job, a thing she does a lot and to anyone she just doesn’t like very much. Some of them have been in there for centuries now because Patience “”“forgets”“” about them. Intense demon hatred to the point of getting a demon-hating cult leader to be her understudy and nearly getting someone killed because their brother (not even the guy himself) was trying to convince her to let demons into heaven Unintentionally started a war between heaven and hell because she indirectly caused the death of the Queen of Wrath Total unshakable belief that everything she does is for the good of Heaven. She doesn’t understand why the higher beings of Heaven have effectively disowned her

Valerie’s Crimes:

Kleptomania for use in magic spells that exist almost entirely to fuck with people and extensive breaking and entering Compulsive lying and actively manipulating her friends Fucking with her sort-of-ex (including letting him think he’s being haunted because it’s funny and not doing anything about a rumour that they hooked up because it wasn’t inconvenient for her) Liberal application of poison including to make herself sick to get out of assembly so she could go and steal things Lack of ethical consideration in spellcasting, such as accidentally cursing half the school to see terrifying demonic visions (re-traumatising an ex-infernalist and her ex’s new girlfriend in the process) and spying on her friends to read a book about elder gods A frankly inordinate amount of scheming, including deciding “I’m going to destroy the Queen Bee’s reputation in one week” because she is incapable of flirting normally (also for revenge) and nearly pulling it off, scrying on an agent of the god of trickery and deciding she wants to outwit him, and accidentally giving a venus fly trap sentience that she then used to get the fae king’s attention. Being horny on main and a monsterfucker in a Christian Town™

Other Notes: @cherry-spot’s friends are often split on calling Patience either the worst being in existence or desiring her carnally, and @toa-arania’s friends are all terrified of Val using the word “fascinating” because it means an impending Val Moment.

#poll #oc poll #hmgbb

[babubunny]

What would be the South Park characters Overwatch main:

Let’s start with team 1 (the main 4 +Butters):

Tank: Cartman obviously.

He’s that annoying RoadHog 1 trick but after Hog got reworked he became an annoying Doomfist 1 trick. Don’t ask him to switch even if he’s being hard countered. He won’t. Constantly complains about heals. If they win he says “gg ez tank diff” even when he’s done the worst in the lobby but if they lose he will say “support diff/no heals”. Every time he falls off the map Kyle types “?” In chat.

DPS 1: Kenny.

Kenny plays JunkRat mainly. He’s the type of JunkRat to go into the whole enemy team alone just to die but still gets like a 2k with his dead body mines. The suicidal JunkRat play. Will go out of his way to find the Mercy with his Tire even if it kills him. Will also circle around a Mei in ice block with his tire to kill her despite him also playing Mei too sometimes. Definitely made at least one of those TikTok’s of JunkRat using his sit down emote in front of the spawn doors on top of one of his traps. Spams the ‘ahhh it’s snowing’ voice line 24/7.

DPS 2: Stan

Stan is that hitscan player you despise. The type you sit there and think, if you didn’t play hitscan you would be terrible, spoiler he wouldn’t be terrible. His most comfortable character though is Soldier 76. Hella basic but he enjoys it. He actually used to be a Genji main though but he got tired of constantly being solo gravd when he was nano blading. Kind of expected Wendy to be his pocket Mercy (she did not). Will 100% flirt with a Mercy to get a pocket in the spawn room and taxi them back from spawn.

Support 1: Butters

Everyone expected him to be a Mercy 1 trick. They were wrong. When he plays Mercy he’s the stereotypical heal bot sugar plum fairy Mercy. Butters is actually a Brigitte main. He can play other supports if needed but he isn’t very good at them. He only wears the Goat Brig skin. Will throw the game just to show everyone the Katt Brig emote. Will also refuse to kill Wrecking Ball players.

Support 2: Kyle

Absolutely feral when playing Ana. The type of Ana that would sleep an invis Sombra because his ‘Sombra senses’ were tingling. If you’re playing tank against his Ana you might as well just leave the game or you’ll be constantly slept or antid. He might have thrown a bit of a fit when Kiriko was introduced. Now he just sleeps any Kiriko’s and nano’s a teammate to solo ult her for him. Will nano a Mercy. He can play any support though and as much as he loves to play Ana his highest win percentage is on Mercy. He’s Stan’s egirl pocket Mercy, he hates it (he’s lying).

Team 2 (Craig’s gang):

Tank: Clyde

D.Va 1 trick (he thinks she’s hot). Will spam ‘is this easy mode~’ after every kill. Gets salty when he gets D.Va diffed or if the enemy D.Va gets play of the Game. Owns every D.Va skin, emote, victory pose and highlight intros.

DPS 1: Craig

Hanzo main but is a menace when playing Torbjörn or Symmetra. Will chase after you with Torbs hammer. Will also put a Sym tp at the edge of the map to make his teammates fall off. His true strength though, Bastion. Yup he’s on of those players. He will kind of just play whatever character people find the most annoying at the time.

DPS 2: Jimmy

Plays only female characters. His personal favourite is Tracer though. He also loves playing Widowmaker but he’s terrible at her. Bro can’t land a single shot. Will definitely play Pharah into double hitscan and wonder why he’s dying so much.

Support 1: Tolkien

Loves playing characters like Baptise and Ana, just supports that can pump out a lot of heals but still defend themselves if needed. Throws the best timed Immortality Fields so much it makes people want to cry. Tolkien is the type of support player that would always make sure his fellow support player is okay. Like jump off the map to help a Mercy get back up type of guy.

Support 2: Tweek

Most people are shocked when Tweek says he’s a support main, they’re even more shocked when he tells them he’s a Zenyatta/Lucio main. Tweek also enjoys playing Mercy every now and then. Battle Mercy is in his blood. Will scream when he gets nanoed no matter who he’s playing. When he’s pissed off at Craig he will play Mercy and t-bag Craig’s dead soul and refuse to Rez him. Tweek is the most petty support main. You spam ‘I need healing’ too much and he will refuse to heal you for the rest of the game, competitive or not.

Let me know if you guys wanna hear who I think everybody would main in other games I play ^^

#overwatch #kyle broflovski #south park #stan marsh #eric cartman #butters stotch #kenny mccormick #craig tucker #tweek tweak #clyde donovan #tolkien black #jimmy valmer

[canonicallyobserving911]

Buck & Eddie: Underrated scene # 1 of ∞

In 2x13 “Fight or Flight” Buck was completely distraught after Doug stabbed Chimney and took Maddie without a trace. Maddie is his sister and she’s one of only two people who can comfort him when he’s spiraling and the other person is Eddie.  After Eddie arrived at the hospital he found Buck almost immediately and he stayed with him until Athena told Buck “Let’s go, the car’s out front”.

It’s important to note some of the reasons why this scene can be considered “underrated”.  First, Buck was in a relationship with Ali but she wasn’t there when he needed someone to comfort him. It would have been easy for the show to have her be present and offer him the comfort he needed while his sister was in distress but a DECISION was made and it was VERY LOUD.  Second, when Buck found Chimney lying on the ground, he had just made it home and based on the way he was dressed, a nice button-down shirt with a pair of slacks, he obviously hadn’t been at work. It looked like he was returning home after having been on a date.  If he was on a date with Ali, why didn’t she show up at the hospital?  Third, after Shannon arrived with Christopher and pizza for the team, she said she didn’t bring enough but Eddie told her (without looking at her) that she brought everything he needed while he continued looking at Christopher. Then he told her she could leave if she had something else to do but after she explained how she wanted to be there with him, the look he gave her was VERY LOUD too!  He wasn’t shown thanking her for coming but he was shown rubbing his forehead the way he does whenever he’s stressed out.

Ali’s absence and Eddie’s indifference regarding whether Shannon stayed or left was also LOUD.  It seemed like they both wanted to keep their significant others away from each other and away from their found family.  Reminder, Abby went to the firehouse in season 1 but Ali was never shown there, actually she was only in four episodes and two of them where during the earthquake before she and Buck started dating.  She was in 2x8 “Buck Actually” after she asked him out and she was in 2x18 “This Life We Choose” before and after the ladder truck explosion but she broke up with him after he was discharged from the hospital.  The only reason why she knew Eddie was because he and Buck were the two who rescued her during the earthquake and Buck called her Abby during the rescue 👀👀.  Also, the only time Shannon went to the firehouse was when she showed up unannounced in 2x10 “Merry Ex-mas” when she asked Eddie in front of Buck and Chimney when he was going to let her see Christopher.  Then she blabbed all of their business about them sleeping together again.  Her unannounced visit should seem familiar because Ana did the same thing to Eddie in 5x2 “Desperate Times” and everyone knows how Buck completely ignored her during that visit and the way Eddie had a panic attack while they were all standing there with Ravi 👀👀.

It appears decisions and choices were made to illustrate the importance Buck and Eddie have in each other’s lives and it’s continued for the past four and a half years.  Buck listens to Eddie and Eddie takes care of Buck and that’s the way it’s been since they pulled a grenade out of Charlie’s leg in 2x1 “Under Pressure”.  Will they be allowed to be there for each other in 6B or will they continue to be kept away from each other the way they were for the majority of 6A?  Only the showrunner(s), writers and producers know the answer to that question.

GIFs 2x13 “Fight or Flight”

#buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911 fox #911 on fox #911onfox #911 meta #911 s6 #911 season 6 #911 season 6 speculation #911 #anti ana flores #anti shannon diaz #anti abby clark #Anti ali martin #anti eddieana #anti buckabby #anti eddieshannon

[featherlight-touches]

You're not alone

Junkrat / Lifeweaver / Baptiste

a/n: no one asked for a Junkrat comfort/tickle fic, but here it is. :) I hope you enjoy!

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Another successful mission had been completed, thanks to a certain rip tire from a certain Australian bombardier. Junkrat was quite proud of himself for this accomplishment but sadly, he was about the only one that was.

As the rest of the team congratulated each other on a job well done, Junkrat couldn’t help but notice that no one was talking to him. No “good jobs” or pats on the back for him, nothing. Just the usually cold shoulder or bored “yes, yes’s from those who felt like they had to acknowledge his existence.

With a disappointed sigh, he followed everyone back onto the ship as they departed back to base. The ride back was no different, everyone swapping stories on the mission and how many null sector they had taken out. Even Roadhog managed to get a praise from Ana, which didn’t surprise Junkrat at all, anymore.

Roadhog had managed to get on everyone’s good side quite easily within the team. Probably because they were scared shitless of the huge titan like man, but still, Junkrat was not far off in height and still didn’t get the same tone from everyone as Roadhog did.

He would be lying to himself if he didn’t admit he was slightly jealous of the positive attention.

In a desperate attempt to receive some praise, he spoke up amongst the chatter. “Did you guys see me tire at the end? Saved the day there, didn’t I?” He chuckled, almost nervously but hoped it wasn’t picked up on. Especially since he had gained the attention of almost everyone on board.

Their expressions dropped immediately from pleasant smiles to what could only be described as awkward glares.

“Oh please,” Tracer’s voice emitted from a few seats down. “You wouldn’t have even gotten them if it wasn’t for Mei’s blizzard!” She excitedly nudged said woman’s shoulder who happened to be sat beside her. Mei offered a shy smile in response and Junkrat could only listen as she was flooded with compliments from the rest of the team.

He sighed in defeat and remained silent the rest of the journey back to base. Why did his chest suddenly ache?

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

Junkrat sat in silence within the workshop, tinkering idly with one of his concussion mines. He had lost track of time as his mind raced with things that wouldn’t concern him on a normal day. It frustrated him just how much the lack of positive attention was getting to him; he usually didn’t care about stuff like that. He had his bombs and was able to use them against those no-good bots. What more could he want?

He growled, reaching up and yanking at his already thinning hair. “Oi, Roadie!” He shouted out to an empty room. The silence confused him at first but was then immediately reminded that his friend was not there, he and the rest of the team had gone out for some drinks to celebrate their success.

Of course, Junkrat didn’t find out until after they had left. He reached into his pocket for the small note that was left for him in the kitchen area by Roadhog. It read “Gone out. Stay out of trouble, idiot.”

The words stung. They stung and left that horrible ache in his chest again that he was not a fan of. Frustrated, hurt and confused by it all, tears began to form in his eyes as he scrunched up the note into his fist and slammed them both down onto the desk in front of him.

He lowered his head down beside it and began to let out the sobs that overtook him.

Junkrat thought he was alone at the base, which helped clear his conscience of crying and showing weakness to anyone else. Nothing got to Jamison Fawkes. However, he wasn’t alone.

Baptiste and Lifeweaver just happened to be taking a stroll through the corridors on their way to the kitchen. They had been spending a lot of time together and declined the offer to go out with the rest of the team in favor of spending more time with just each other.

Their conversation was interrupted when they heard a strange sound coming from the workshop. “Do you hear that?” Baptiste asked, eyebrow raised in the direction of the noise.

“I thought everyone had gone out,” Niran said, approaching the doorway. Jean followed behind closely, both unsure what they would find. “Oh! It’s you, Junkrat.”

Junkrat almost jumped out of his skin at the sudden voice, letting out a small yelp and immediately turned with defences raised.

This caused both men to laugh, and they both held up their arms defensively. “Easy there, we won’t hurt you. We just didn’t expect to see you sat there.” Bap said.    

“Yes, we thought everyone had gone out.”

Junkrat sniffled, avoiding any eye contact with the two men. “Wasn’t invited.”

“Oh,” Baptiste responded, quick and awkward, just like how everyone spoke to him.

Niran frowned at the Junker’s tone, not used to hearing it so low and, well, sad. He approached, despite Baptiste reaching out in attempt to stop him, but Niran didn’t hesitate.

“Are you okay? You seem down.”

“M’fine.” Junkrat sniffled again, turning back on his chair with his back now facing them both. Niran exchanged a look of concern with Bap before taking the vacant seat beside Junkrat.

“Come now, I may not have known you for very long, but I’d say I know you well enough to know when something is eating away at you.”

Junkrat tried his best to ignore the man sat beside him, hoping that would make him go away. It was already humiliating enough that they both caught him crying, but now they were interrogating him about it.

“Junkrat?” Niran tried again.

“What?!” he snapped. “I don’t know anything!”

Niran laughed. “I’m not trying to pry you for information, silly. Just trying to help you.”

“We can go if you don’t want us here, you know.” Baptiste finally approached the pair, shrugging at Niran’s frown.

Junkrat stayed silent, was that what he wanted?

Niran leaned forward to try and read the expression the Junker was wearing, but it looked so dazed that he thought Junkrat had just got distracted again. He reached out to his bare side and gave it a quick poke. “Hello?”

The sudden sensation from the poke forced a startled squeak from Junkrat, surprising everyone in the room.

After a brief moment of silence the Junker cleared his throat. “G’day..”

Niran chuckled. “Sorry, I didn’t know that would tickle you.”

Junkrat blinked in response. “It didn’t.”

“Are you sure?” Niran teased, bringing his finger to poke in the same spot, earning the same reaction as before, only this time Junkrat scooted a little bit away.

“Sure seems like it did.” Bap laughed, using his fingers to pinch the same spot on the other side of Junkrat which caused him to jerk away back towards Niran with a giggle.

“It didn’t! Stop doin’ that!”

Niran used this opportunity to reach out and grab onto both of Junkrat’s sides and scribble away at his already exposed skin. The sensations so foreign to the Junker that he immediately broke out into a fit of giggles. He tried to peel Niran’s hands off him but was unsuccessful when Baptiste also joined in, his hands tickling at his abs and tummy.

Junkrat couldn’t even remember the last time anyone had tickled him, or if he had even been tickled before. He was always so used to receiving pain from others that his senses were overwhelmed with this new feeling, his laughter only grew louder as the two kept tickling him, squirming in their grasp.

“STAHAHAP!”

“But Junkrat, you’re sounding like your old self again. This must be working!” Niran smiled, which the Junker wanted to punch off his face at that moment, but the tickling rendered him completely useless. Their fingers homed in on all sensitive parts of his torso with such accuracy that he was sure they were trained for this. They hoaxed such loud laughter out of him that he forced himself to curl his body down until he was now on the ground, hoping to escape this torture but all he did was make it worse for himself.

Both men followed and pinned him down to the floor below.

“Waitwaitwait- wehe can talk about this, mates!” Junkrat pleaded. “Maybe I’m a little ticklish, happy now?”

“That depends.” Bap smirked.

“On what?”

“Are you happy now?”

Junkrat stared blankly up at them, the smirks making him incredibly nervous. Why were they doing this to him? Was this just another way for the people on this team to mock him and bring him down even more?

“Why is everyone here out to get me?” Junkrat groaned, his head dropping down to the ground with a small thud. “What did I do wrong?”

This wiped the smirks clean off their faces.

“What do you mean?” Niran asked, concerned why the Junker would be asking such things. “We are just having a bit of fun with you; you look like you could use it. You seemed very upset.”

“That’s because no one likes me!”

Both men exchanged a look of hurt before looking back down at him. They released him from his pinned position and Niran placed a comforting hand upon the Junker’s shoulder.

“I ain’t tryin’ to be pest, but everyone treats me like one,” tears began to fill up his eyes once again. “I wouldn’t have joined this stupid team if I didn’t wanna help, yeah? But because I like to blow everything up, something that I love, everyone hates me.”

“You have a history behind you, Junkrat-“

“So does Roadie!” Junkrat quickly countered, bringing his arms up to place his palms up over his eyes. An attempt to keep the tears hidden. “Everyone likes ‘im though. They even use his actual name! No one uses mine.”

Niran tilted his head. “What is your name? I don’t think I know you to be anything other than Junkrat.”

“Jamison.”

“Well, Jamison. Since it’s something that you want, I will happily start calling you by your name.” Niran smiled. Baptiste hummed in agreement in which Junkrat peeked up at them to check for any expression of dishonesty.

“C-Cheers.” Jamison sniffled. “Uh… what were you guy’s names again? Eheh, I kinda forgot.”

“Niran.”

“Jean-Baptiste.”

“Nean, and Jirantiste.” He jokingly repeated, earning a laugh from the two. The first genuine laughs he earned from anyone from this team. “Thanks for tryin’ to cheer me up. You blokes ain’t bad!”  

“And neither are you. You’re not alone on this team, even if sometimes you feel like it.” Niran poked his tummy which earned another squeak. “And if you ever feel like this again, come find us and we’ll help bring that smile back onto your face.”

“Yeah, you look weird when you’re not smiling.” Bap chuckled, bringing his fingers down onto the Junker and tickling his torso. Jamison cried out with laughter, trying to squirm away but Niran kept him pinned.

“I TAHAHAKE IT BAHAHACK, YOHOHOHOU BLOHOHOKES SUCK!”

“That’s not very nice.” Niran teased, joining in with the tickles and used his fingers to tickle at his neck while Baptiste had the rest of his torso covered. Squeaks, squeals and endless laughter filled the room as Jamison was under another ticklish assault.

Both men laughed along with Jamison as they tickled him silly. It was reassuring to know that not everyone on the team simply tolerated him. There were at least some people that liked him and that was good enough for him.   

#overwatch #junkrat #lifeweaver #baptiste #tickling #comfort #lee!junkrat #ler!lifeweaver #ler!baptiste #ticklish!junkrat

[baddygab-bi]

This episode explicitly put space between Buck and Eddie, let me explain.

1. “What were you doing before you came over?” it’s a Saturday. Chris was at a friend’s. The writers could’ve said Eddie was hanging out with a friend, could’ve been hanging out with Buck. But they didn’t.

2. “Me and Chris, we’re a team” Explicitly Eddie only mentioned the two of them, though Bobby knows how much Buck is around the two of them. He didn’t have to leave off Buck, but the writers didn’t want to include him in the statement, since Bobby talks about having an important work/life balance and it could be twisted beyond what the writers were aiming for.

3. “I don’t want you to be alone anymore.” Eddie could’ve said he isn’t alone. He could’ve said he has his 118 family. That he has his friends. That he has Buck around all the time. That he’s not alone. But that wasn’t what happened. They had Eddie agree he is alone so they could set up the romantic interest.

Why are they putting space between them? Because if they are working towards one or the both of them having actual, long lasting love interests, they have to make it clear where the other man stands in their life. For Eddie, as of right now, regardless of anything else, based solely on what we see on screen, not digging into beer bottles in a fridge or magnets… For Eddie, they’re saying Buck isn’t as major a person in his life as previously thought. Now, as a viewer and a writer, I don’t like this. Since they do have a very solid best friendship, but the writers of the show all seem to sorta have a different idea of where things are gonna go led by a showrunner who is very explicit in her dislike of Buddie. Yet, I think this episode had multiple opportunities to drop even a single hint of Buck and Eddie being a thing if they wanted to.

At this point, it’s not “keeping them separate to have them grow means they’ll be canon soon” or “they can’t say anything because it’s a slowburn and that means nothing can be shown for a long time”

The exclusion doesn’t mean romance. Maybe it could’ve at one point. It really felt like it was leading somewhere. But now, exclusion just means exclusion. I think the show’s being super clear about things without being explicit, because they know the backlash. They’ll lose more fans and face more anger by keeping Buck and Eddie apart than by putting them together, so they’re going to keep things ambiguous for as long as possible. I know people are probably writing posts about how Eddie didn’t mention Buck at any of those times because “It didn’t need to be said, everyone knows how important Buck is. Everyone knows that Buck’s there.” But like… This is a TV show. 60% of the audience likely doesn’t read fanfiction or blogs, they get their info from the scene. They know what the characters are telling them. They aren’t reading into every line. The writers are writing for them. So, it does have to be said. If they wanted any sorta of hint drop, they’d make that explicit. They had many times tonight they could have. It’s super disappointing that they didn’t, but can’t change that now.

Also, am I the only one who didn’t love the “I don’t panic” call back? Because… he did panic before. He had panic attacks. Whether you say it was due to Ana (which is how it started) or his PTSD (which I think the show wanted it to be), he did have panic attacks to the point where he broke down and saw a therapist. He thought he was having a heart attack due to his panic attacks. They used the callback as a funny line, but to me it sorta erased the progress of having a strong male character actually come to terms with the fact that it’s okay to panic. It’s okay to need help. The callback just felt cheap and I didn’t love it. Ryan shoving pasta into his mouth was funny though.

#911 fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 spoilers #buddie #911 s6 spoilers #6b speculation

[somuchyoudontknow]

Feel free to disagree, but there has to be a reason why, as your one anon put it, they continue to poke the bear when they could just not.

think about other celeb couples that were controversial or hated by fans; Harry and Olivia, Sebastian and his gf, Henry and his gf, ana and Ben affleck (not sure if hated but annoyed a lot of ppl lol during Covid).

What did all of these couples have in common? They all continued to push through even tho fans reacted so negatively (usually the fan base on the male counterpart side). Sebastian got vilified by his own fan base and it was quite similar to the CE stuff. His own fans became his worst haters and he was canceled at least a dozen times. He ended up leaving SM likely due to it and there was a ton of times you could tell he was having a meltdown due whatever what was happening. The main difference between him and CE was that Sebastian made it more obvious he was seeing all the hate (he literally captioned an IG post, thanks for the love, thanks for the hate) and then made comments on interviews that ppl were stalking him (not untrue). But he continued to show up with ale despite getting attacked everytime.

Henry put fans in their place and keeps showing up with Natalie. I think his situation is a bit different but maybe also the same.

Harry and Olivia kept showing up with each other but during don’t worry darling press it looked like they barely ever interacted (did anyone think that was odd they did a whole press tour and I don’t think they interacted once? But she kept showing up in pap pics with him later).

Ana and Ben got made fun of relentlessly due to their Covid pap walks. But they didn’t stop. The comments were relentless on every tabloid and ana clearly was scarred by it all, but she still had to push through and keep showing up with Ben.

This is my theory:

CE continues to be associated with AB despite the backlash because he, like all his predecessors, have to be.

He just doesn’t want to have to be seen with her unless he has to be.

His reserved list of friends continue to allude to spending time with her and her crew. AB also doesn’t appear to want to address CE publicly, but continues to let herself be associated with him and hide unless it’s to let people speculate she’s with him.

This is their way of pushing the narrative instead of doing pap walks.

They did do one and you could tell, I think, that AB has never done anything like this before. She looked completely out of her element and CE did not look like he wanted to be there at all. He’s hiding his face behind a mask outside. They got made fun of by fans and tabloids alike. To my knowledge, they haven’t really done one since.

I think they can’t make it believable but they need to, just like all those other couples. So this is their only route. They have to continue pushing the envelope, despite backlash and despite fans getting so upset and more and more rabid.

It’s the same formula, but you’re not seeing them “together” because either one or both sides refuses to flaunt it, so it’s causing some team real to make assumptions they’re just private.

No, real privacy - you wouldn’t know a thing. CE doesn’t live in LA. He could keep his dating life on the DL which he apparently had all these years after breaking up with Jenny S. Its only when he dates an actress or HW person that these things don’t remain on the DL.

I’ve always thought that if AB was a real thing, those ten months leading up to their public reveal would have given him/them reason to not go public. He and his family were harassed so much that they all retreated to hiding away. The comments about AB, just rumors, were abhorrent. I think they could have kept it secret and just kept on keeping it secret.

But they didn’t. Which tells me, they had to make it public and they have to use it for publicity. He had to let her show up to his movie premiere because it was big press for him, first movie of the year. If they wanted to keep it private, she could have not attended. But she showed up and pretended he didn’t exist and vice versa. By contrast, Ana was happy to be papped with her bf on the same day of the premiere, but we don’t get that with AB. Just her showing up looking like she played dress up in her mom’s closet.

This may now be a very unpopular opinion, but I think everything that’s happened this past week gives more reason for PR than not.

You can disagree, but this is what I’m seeing. They have to continue this and this is CE’s workaround. I don’t think he’s an idiot. I think he is much smarter than people give him credit for. Also, I’m thinking him having to show up with her in CP and post those IG videos probably had him cringing for weeks after. All the comments coming from haters probably has him sick to his stomach and it’s probability why he looked so solemn and nervous the first day of that comic con. I also think for the fans or I guess haters? That are sticking around, you’re going to be here for a while. He’s stuck in this and I think it’s going to continue, like you, mod, have said - until it’s run it’s course.

I agree 💯 I don't have to add anything :)

#chris-evans #chris evans pr #alba-baptista

[ashpkat]

dude like.

as a fic writer and AVID fan of mgst stuff I constantly get the urge to just rewrite the whole Golden Tower. all of it. I have several pages of plot points and character changes and endings and whatever I'll randomly begin gargling at during classes

for example, take: mostly canon compliant up until the part Alex was supposed to show up as a fuckin. bitch. and then just don't have him show up.

instead why not invest some more into Anastasia's actual character cause we do NOT get as much from her as I wanted and that woman needs to go full mother rage mode??? maybe have HER be another obstacle, but not in a big final boss battle way. more in a. yeah it's a battle but it's more destabilizing to call than anything and he and Aaron fight n shit and call tries to get Aaron to maybe get a new body and Aaron just doesn't want that. he wants to pass on cause you can't reverse death.

or maybe not even that, there's so much material that you can trust and change to make a more believable solid damn ending

and maybe the golden Tower is just more character resolutions and tying up loose ends and facing everything that's come to a conclusion cleanly, giving call and Tamara space to move on and for the world to be kinder and man there's just SO MUCH that could have been changed. done better.

Alastair lives btw the man didn't deserve his ,,, Devouring (??). poor little mechanic lad.

these were so cracked up on the shot i don't even have my note pages with me but like I COULD SEE MYSELF REWRITING THIS AND AS THE ONLY STILL ACTIVE MGST TUMBLR AND AO3 I JUST NEED TO KNOW

do you see my vision. are we vision together. fix tower gold. it's possible we just need to human up and do it bro (I am talking to myself this is self motivation)

GHTFHHUJ. floor

oh boy this was a doozy to decipher through my sleep deprived brain. also i can’t believe i was referred to as the only active magisterium ao3 and tumblr that’s so depressing (assuming that’s what u were doing)

and yes. i see the vision. i like the idea that tgt could’ve been used less as a ‘Cramming Every Single Plot Line We Can Into 250 Pages’ book and more as a way to see character resolution. (like callmara. excuse me but thats a trauma bond when i see one. this is the piper/jason of the mgst fandom except one got a satisfying ending that made sense and the other was a shit show in order to for the mc to have a love interest. tamara didn’t deserve to have her character stripped from her in order to be a love interest. jasper didn’t deserve to have his character growth completely stunted. call was um. call turned into generic mc. Aaron shouldn’t have come back. sigh. love me some Tragic Lovers. calron enthusiast here. i could go on and on)

also aalstair did not deserve to get devoured his ass would NOT sacrifice himself for the magisterium 🤣🤣🤣 his son SURE but nah not the whole magisterium. he would’ve scooped up call and they would’ve changed their names and moved to cuba or some shit idk.

and as an avid anastasia fan / mgst villain enthusiast YES YES YES. i need more crazy mom ana. give me toxic boy mom eliza madden. we could do it. we could team up. team up of the century. avengers assemble idfk i’ve never watched a marvel movie

#if ur serious. slide into my dms. #i go feral over mom anastasia #and toxic father figure joseph BUT THAT IS ANOTHER STORY specifically for my own AUs anyway #the daddy issues r showing in me #magisterium #the magisterium

[nicolesainz]

Romance is not dead, if you keep it just yours (CS55)

Requested by : anonymous

Request + Summary : hii! can i request reader x carlos fluff where reader get nervous before go public with their relationship, so carlos comfort her and you both decide to make the relationship ig official before out in public together

Carlos Sainz x reader

Warnings: fluffier than your pillow

The Spanish Grand Prix has officially arrived once again! Your and Carlos’s home race. Instead of hoping on a plane, you enjoy the comfort of your house and embrace of each other.

Carlos and Fernando always get a standing ovation having been crowned as Spain’s golden boys. A two times world champion and a multi podium winner!

Your eyes sparkle as you see every fan from all of the teams that Carlos has represented, wearing his number on them. Red Bull fans, Renault and current Alpine fans, McLaren fans and most importantly, Ferrari fans. Everybody loves him.

You and Carlos have been together for almost 5 years now. Followed him at every race, supported him through thick and thin. A lot of speculations had been going on around your relationship, as you had been spotted around the paddock, but without a man hanging around your arm.

A few months ago, back at the beginning of the season, in Bahrain, after the second place Carlos gifted to his team, he decided to give your relationship a bigger gift. The gift of eternity.

He proposed to you, under the lights of Bahrain, with the track completely empty, but with a big heart shaped on it and the banner writing on it,

“Te tuve en mi pasado, pero quiero que sigas siendo mía para siempre. ¿Quieres casarte conmigo?” (I had you in my past, but I want you as my forever. Will you marry me?)

You had never felt more alive since this moment. A life with Carlos was all you’ve ever wanted and now that it was about to become a reality, he wanted to tell the world that you were his and he was yours.

The thought of being publicly known as Carlos Sainz’s wife scared you. Not in the sense of being related to him. But in the sense of that you’d both get hate on. And you didn’t want anyone to hurt Carlos.

But nothing stopped Carlos from wanting to show you off to the world. To scream that he was more than happy to have you with him.

You were currently sitting with his sister Ana, bitting your nails, with your finger hovering over the “post” button on your Instagram page. This idea terrified you.

“Y/N, if you don’t feel ready yet, just tell Carlos. He will definitely understand” she took your hand into her and smiled kindly at you.

“No, I do. I want to make Carlos happy. I just-i don’t like the spotlight. I see what the other wives and girlfriends have to face and it can be a bit pressuring”

“I do underestimated. He’s a very famous driver and publicity, whether we like it or not, sadly comes partnered with negativity. But it’s more than normal if you don’t feel ready yet”

“Hello ladies, what are you two talking about?” Carlos showed up in the kitchen, glancing at his sister and fiancé, whose hand was shaking extremely much

“Cariño what’s wrong? Who hurt you? Why are you shaking?” He dropped everything to the sink and run towards you

“I will leave you two alone. Just please tell her that everything will be alright Carlos. I don’t want her to suffer more” Ana said before hugging you and leaving the room.

“I hate this! I don’t know why I’m such a coward!” You exclaim while a few tears run down yours cheeks

“First of all, don’t even call yourself a coward again! You’re the strongest person I know. And secondly, what is going on?” your boyfriend kissed you softly, trying to calm you down as much as he can

“It’s been five years, why am I scared to be publicly announced as your fiancé? I just don’t want to hurt you Carlos. Something holds me back”

“Baby, you don’t have to write a poem or a paragraph about how much you love me or contact my publicist. If you’re not ready yet, then we won’t. As long as I know you’re mine, that’s what comforts me” your fiancé says wrapping his arms around you. His hugs were always the best part of the day!

“I don’t deserve you. I’m so thankful to have you Carlos, you can’t even imagine” you cup his face as your foreheads connect with each others

“I should be the one saying how glad I am to have you! You’ve been my biggest supporter and fan since day one. You deserve the world Y/N”

A few hours later, the Grand Prix is currently in action with Max leading the race and Carlos currently being second and Charles close behind in third. Everything was being held by a thread.

There were only two laps to go and Carlos was trying to close the gap between him and Verstappen. He was pushing and pushing to the limit until he almost touched the back of the Red Bull.

When Carlos saw the opportunity he slipped right in there next to him and swooped into the lead, earning a massive wave of applause from every fan sitting in the grandstand.

Your screams and laughs were echoing all over the Ferrari garage, knowing that this win is more than guaranteed. Finally, Carlos would win his home race. Become the new home hero! You can’t contain your happiness and knowing that his radio is being publicly head, she almost yelled at the team radio,

“You just made me the proudest fiancé alive. That’s my Carlos! I love you” and there wasn’t a slight regret in your words nor actions.

“Eres dueña de mi corazón y me alegra que sea tuyo para siempre” (You own my heart and I’m glad it’s yours forever ) he replied with the highest pitch in his voice you’ve ever heard him talk with.

“I knew that it was more than right to fall in love with you. Whoever did in the past and decided to let you go, I’m glad they did, because you wouldn’t have ended up in my arms. And I am here to make sure that you are the happiest woman alive”

“God knew what he was doing when my heart started first fluttering for you. I knew it wasn’t going to be a feeling that would leave soon. And I’m eternally grateful it didn’t. Because it would have been the biggest mistake of my life not to be with you”

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