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juanbodyswapstfs · 1 year

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Being my Uncle John.

Every year, On the 1st day of the six month, 2 males in Jacks family switch bodies for a month. Unfortunate for Jack, he is a male. But fortunate enough for him, he has never been switched, but this year would be different.

1 day before.

“Aw cmon bud its not that bad.” “You have never been switched before anyways.” said my Dad. “I know but what if this year is different?” I said. “Like I said, Its not that bad.” “Unless your luck runs out and you get switched for many years in a row like your Uncle mark.” “But that’ll never happen ha.” said my dad with a unsure tone. “Yeah I guess your right.” “How have you switched with before dad?” I said. “Oh I switched many times haha, With your uncle Mark, your uncle Tom, and even your grandpa Joe! hahaha.” “But for some reason your uncle John has never switched, lucky son of a bastard.” Im really hoping I don’t get switced but something inside of me wants me too. Just the thought of being a real man, just feels so right. Now its time to go to Bed and wake up as myself or even one of my uncles, I really hope I switch with one of my Uncles it just feels right.

The next day,

As I woke up, I knew something wasn’t right, it felt like my cock and everything else has doubled in size, I mean WOW, this cock is really huge! I mean i like girls and all but im way more attracted to men. I stood up on the side of the bed and just admired the manly body im in, as i looked closer I realized im in the body of my uncle John, which has also never been switched.

I was having fun being in this big body, but then I realized im gonna have to be John, he has a life, job, and even husband! good thing his husband is on a business trip and gets back on the day we switch back. I decided to call my “nephew”. “Yo how ya doing bud?” I said with a grin. “Im doing great Uncle John!” “How do you like being a man?” said Uncle John. “Amazing, how do you like being a teenager again?” I said. “Ha you are exactly how I was when I was a teenager.” Uncle John said. “Ok now lets get serious, how do I become you?” I said. “Ok first thing off, I have a job at the gym as a trainer, they should know what to do just hype them up.” “My husband is on a business trip so he shouldn’t be a problem, pretty easy right?” Uncle John said. “Yeah not so bad after all.” I then tell Uncle John how to pass as me and we eventually hang up. I now got dressed and jerked off before I headed to the Gym. It was amazing how much this body can come and how big my balls are now.

At the Gym I got greeted by some muscular men, which I tried to hide my boner from. Turns out I was pretty good as a trainer, It was like I’ve been doing this my whole life! After my shift, I decided to go take a sneak peek at the locker room, I mean just a peak right? Then I saw a guy with his package out and couldn’t help get cum a little. I mean, if John didn’t have a husband I would totally help him out. I then headed home and took a hot warm bath and played with my cock. I then went to bed. It’s pretty fun being uncle John I wish I could be him forever.

The next day,

Its now the next day and I woke up with a huge morning wood. It was the weekend which means I didn’t have to go to work and had the whole day to myself! But then I got a call from my husband, “Hey John, im coming back early in the afternoon can we have some.. alone time?” said my husband Joseph. “Of course my love, anything for you.” I said. “How is your families swap going? Do you know who switched?” Joseph said. “Uh no actually.” I said. “Okay well get ready for when I come back!” “definitely” I said then hanged up. I know how bad it seems lying but I just wanna feel how this body would be during sex.

In the afternoon,

As I was getting ready for uncle Johns husband to come back I got a call from uncle John, “Hey “Uncle John” is Joseph coming from home from his trip early?” Said Uncle john. “No he hasn’t called me or anything why?” I said lying. “Just wondering, If he is, please don’t do anything with him please.” Uncle John said. “Gotcha nephew.” I said and then hanged up. I felt bad lying to Uncle John but I just wanna experience getting fucked in this big manly body. An hour later Joseph knocked on the door and greeted me. “Hey babe, I’ve missed you and your big manly ass.” Joseph said. “I missed you too and that big monster.” I said. I knew it was wrong what I was doing but it was natural for some reason. Joseph then proceeds to take of his shoes and puts his feet on the coffee table. “Babe you know what to do.”Joseph said in a stern voice. “Oh yes master.” I said obeying his orders. I get down on my knees and lick his big manly feet.

He then proceeded to Unbuckle his pants.

“Now suck my cock boy.” “Yes sir.” I started sucking my “husbands” cock and loved the feeling. I loved being commanded by a big man and obeying him, I could do this forever.

“Now roll over and let me fuck your ass.” He then fucked my ass and I could feel the hot cum. “Good boy, Now continue to lick my feet and my armpits.”

We continued for about 18 minutes, I really did love him and could live happily with him forever. If only I could stay in this body forever. Joseph then left the store and Uncle John called me. “Hey uncle the switch is almost over, and be honest, did you jerk off or have sex in my body its important beca-” “I jerked off in your body and had sex with your husband im sorry I didn’t mean to.” I said regretting everything I have done. “YOU DID WHAT. NOW WE CANT SWITCH BACK.” Said my nephew angrily. But then I realized that this means my “uncle” is now my nephew, so I had more authority over him and he should obey me. “I don’t know who your talking to young man, but that is not a way to talk to your uncle John.” “The closest thing you get to this body is me fucking your teenager ass.” I said with a stern voice. I then hanged up and jerked off to the fact that im now John. I admired every inch of my body until Joseph came back. When he comes back im not gonna be the servant, Im gonna fuck his ass and command him to suck my dick.

#bodyswap #male body possession #male transformation #maletf #dad and son body swap #male tf #menbodyswap #himbotransformation #hunktransformation #bodyswitch #hotmen #gay men #male body swap #m2f transformation #malebodypossesion

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hirayaea · 3 months

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spoiler under the cut for Xavier’s myth 8 and 9

I had this nudging feeling Xavier was from the future and not the past, as Philos seems to have existed after Earth’s demise — seeing as we’re in Earth now.

I also had a sinking feeling he was doing it all for MC, and that she was tied to the core of Philos’ heart somehow. She’s the eternal living sacrifice, and I wonder how many times she’s been reborn at this point.

I wonder if Xavier has only had to see her die once or has she died several times and he could do nothing but watch until his father decided “to wait for when the time is right”?

Hmm but on second thought, I feel that she’s only been reborn twice in Xavier’s lifetime because he’s very fixated on the first star she gave him, and later on he replaces it with the second star that second MC gives him.

(MC didn’t understand the significance of why he changed it—)

MC is so clueless tho girl he’s trying to tell you THAT ITS YOU YOU ARE HIS ONLY LOVE UGHHH

I understand why Xavier was vague about the truth, as it is a very heavy truth, and with how duty-bound his MC is, she’d probably choose to die to save the planet and he’d have to watch all over again.

STILL, I feel bad for his MC because she always felt like he was in love with someone else despite his promises to her (girl fear not it was all you) + she felt like he left her alone to rule over Philos, but in reality he was doing all this to save her so she’d never have to be a sacrifice again.

I cried a bit when MC had her monologue at the end though.

My question now is: does this mean Xavier’s MC is still out there, waiting for him? While Xavier does operation backtrack to go back to earth and be with the current MC?

I’ll gather my thoughts later I woke up at 5am so I could do this before school I’ve been farming for days for this moment

For those interested, I can make a timeline!

Comment if you’d like to share thoughts :) I really want to talk to people about this!

(Also just wanna say Jeremiah is the goat he’s had to put up with mc and Xavier pining for each other hahaha)

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace xavier #Xavier #my guiding star #our little planet

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callm3-q · 1 month

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Surveying My Every Motion

to @tiger-willow

WIP, Surveyduo, whatever you want it to be rn

It comes to no surprise to anyone when it’s said that Bad’s a special guest, it’s so painfully obverse to the average eye. For example…

Prison event

Every other day

When it comes to making demands

Basically everything

So yeah, no big surprise. What was a was a surprise was just how much of a special guest Bad was.

…

Bad was just minding his business, just napping in the middle of a field while he got some mental coffee to be able to make it through the day. So the normal. Then, per usual, Cucurucho showed up. He just stood there, at least for 5 minutes, then 5 turned to 10, and 10 to 20.

Bad woke up slowly, still drowsy and still visibly tired.

Hello, what are you doing?

AHHHHHHHH, WHAT THE FFFFFFFUDGE

Hahaha Hahaha

NO, NO ‘Haha’ NO

Hahaha

Mrmmmmmm Grumble grumble grumble

What are you doing?

I was sleeping, and sitting in this very much once peaceful field… Until you showed up

Hahaha

Bad let himself relax a bit, letting out a sigh. He rolled his eyes before turning to walk away, very much awake now.

What are you doing?

What are You doing

Hahaha

Hahaha, that was sooooo funny wasn’t it

Bad was obviously not in the mood, not for anything, no questions, no banter, no hanging out. He just wanted to be alone.

Ok, why are you following me

Hahaha

Bad was was now vey visibly angry, bitting back a snarky comment. Eyes squinted in anger, rolling his eyes, despite how emptily white they were, the eye roll was still surprisingly visible.

Bad just turned around, and attempted to walk away again. Tried and failed, only hearing the wind blowing in the field, the grass, and footsteps following closely behind him.

Still biting back all the sarcastic comments, he continued to walk, occasionally starting to walk faster, just out of pure rage.

What do you want from me?! Can’t you just leave me alone, I’m in no mood to deal with this!

…Hahaha, follow me!

… Ugh…

…

What do you want, and why are we at my house… I thought I made it very clear that I’m not in the mood.

Hahaha

…Mmmm….

Follow me

…Fine… but if your planing to kidnap me then just do it now, I’ve got nothing better to do

Hahaha

…

What did you wann- What?…

Hahaha

Why is… all this here?

Hahaha -Cucurucho paused as he started writing in a book, his classic fancy, basically calligraphy writing.

‘I WILL BE STAYING HERE FOR THE TIME BEING’

What?

Hahaha

…

Just make yourself at home...?… I guess

…

As the next couple of days passed Bad had gotten somewhat used to having Cucurucho as his roommate. Then one day, he wasn’t there. He was usually always there, just being him, a weirdo, but him.

And Bad being Bad, assumed the worst. So, assuming that Cucurucho didn’t want to be his roommate anymore, he was sad. An unusual amount of sad, considering there just roommates, and it’s ok that he wanted to leave, but it still stung a bit more than he would’ve liked it to.

#badboyhalo #qsmp bbh #qsmp #qsmp shipping #qsmp au #surveyduo #qsmp surveyduo #cucuhalo #qsmp cucurucho #qsmp fanfic #qsmp fanfiction #halorucho

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gokartkid · 1 year

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f1 fic rec list

self indulgent! my personal masterlist of hits, also theres 25 of them... 25 days of fic christmas, an advent calendar perhaps!

turn back and return by @rudesses

“No! We are climbing together,” Charles says, because Charles is very generous. He likes to phrase it that way—together. They haven’t climbed together in years.

charles/alex mountaineering au, SUCH good characterisation, the universe is so full and it has this like. longing-not-going-for-it that makes me crazy. THEE chalex fic to me. it holds tension so well and really makes you feel nervous in the high adrenaline moments, and you can tell the care that charles and alex have for each other, and their well established relationship immediately as the fic starts, which i think is so well communicated in so little time!

phantoms and pencil marks by cazio

Pierre woke to a boy sitting next to his bed. Amnesia AU

pierre/charles, amnesia au where pierres been in a accident and has severe amnesia, its written so well from his perspective you can feel his confusion the whole time and its amazing piarles but also a standout character study of pierre it has so many painful moments, i love how pierre he... is meeting charles again and again, but warped and you can see how painful it is for everyone. so so so good. it takes everything i love about amnesia fics and elevates it

Second Star to the Right by @gufettogrigio

It is stupid of Nico to even give Lewis the chance to notice. The hot water kettle is just a bit too heavy at breakfast one morning and Nico loses his grip. Lewis is next to him at the buffet table of the hotel and catches it out of reflex; Nico knows better than to think it’s kindness. He stares at where Nico’s fingers are still refusing to cooperate. "What happened to your hand?" "Nerves" - Nico answers with a shrug, glad for the double meaning in the English phrasing. It's up to Lewis how he wants to interpret it; Nico didn't lie.

nico rosberg/lewis hamilton but also jenson button/nico rosberg but separately, there are alternate endings.

SOO so so iconic, i have reread this multiple times. mind the tags, but it's an incredible nico character study, everyone in this is amazing but especially toto, this line: [Toto laughs, kindly. “You are my World Champion and I’ve only got two of those. I am invested in your continued survival. Always.”] it is everything to me. nicos mentality about himself, his feelings about racing, about the championship, about lewis. wow!

provenance by ecorone

At the end of the world, art curator Lewis Hamilton finds his way back to the artist called no5.

lewis/sebastian, genuinely like. an incredible work of art fic. it's an apocalypse - non driver - surreal fic. its setting is if the end of the world dinosaur times were happening now, and what to do with all your regrets, and follows lewis as the main character. it has so much depth to it, the writing style itself is incredible. the characterisations, the philosophies, the EVERYTHING. i left an insane comment on it just so i could spill my thoughts out better and i can't do it a second time hahaha but i would so so so highly recommend reading, to be honest even if sewis is not your thing just because. imo it is so much more than just a fic about drivers. also read their other stuff bc i do not like lewis/max as a pairing but i will vouch for ecorones interpretation as being. THEE lewis/max thesis.

echo of the future by @tetrapod7

Lewis, once on the path of the Jedi and now in the midst of the Galactic Empire, learns of the chance to save ancient Jedi texts. Max, a stormtrooper, becomes smuggler Daniel Ricciardo's copilot. They too pursue the Jedi texts -- with the hope of selling them to the Empire. Their stories collide at the Jedi Temple on Genbara. As the danger of an Imperial Star Fleet looms large, Max, Daniel, Lewis, Seb, and Jamie have to figure out what matters most to them, what they owe to each other, and devise a plan for an unavoidable space battle with the Empire -- a battle for their future and hopes.

lewis/sebastian max&daniel i will like. forever and always be a star wars guy x i read this in one sitting it made me feel insane everything about it is perfect, all of the storylines running at once then colliding. lewis in this especially is EXCEPTIONAL, r0s-c0 made me laugh so hard when i read it. droids 4eva! the particular sw verse this is is built up perfectly there are SO many details here and so much world building it makes me want to eat it. the entire atmosphere is quintissentially star wars, a mission running on hope and a few credits. amazing <3

in that iron ground by @lilyrizzy

"Maxy,” Daniel says and it sounds like he’s choking. Max frowns, deeper. He crouches in front of Daniel, resting his hands on his bare thighs. Daniel is still only wearing the boxers and undershirt he went to sleep in. Nothing’s changed. “Daniel, what is wrong?” Max repeats. Daniel swallows. I don’t want things to change, he thinks again. “My dad’s dead," he says. Or Daniel takes Max home to Perth for a funeral.

max/daniel incredible scholarship on daniel and max, who they are to each other especially in daniels lowest moment, i love how it... it is the lowest point of daniel that we are seeing which brings out so much depth to his character, and who he is especially behind his like, media/character mask. the characterisation of daniels family, how he struggles to process the grief, the complexities around grief and the consistent running undertone of why-mine-and-not-yours surrounding max and daniels fathers. his internalised homophobia/fear of coming out. amazing

sixteen cadences for children in bloom by distressedgremlin

Pierre flips his cap around and marks it on his calendar: 2021, the year of living selfishly

pierre/charles SUCH A GOOD PIERRE. such a good pierre. he deserves to be selfish and to live selfishly. i think seeing him become so confident is so great in this fic and especially the narrative foils between him, daniil and yuki i love, how he evolves in those relationships, becoming a team leader, becoming someone who HE likes. also obsessed with distressedgremlin's sewis fics. so so so obsessed. the le mans fic is everything to me

constellation falling into place by wraysford

For some reason, the last part is what sticks in Nico’s head, you were quick, in that awed, painfully genuine tone of Lewis’, but, he hastily reminds himself, how fast or slow he was back then doesn’t matter anymore or, wherein Nico goes to university and Lewis races

nico/lewis HEARTBREAKING au to me. nico quits racing and lewis doesn't and they meet again. im obsessed with it as a nico character study and a look inside his strange little brain in this universe... its perfect. the underlying jealous and what-could-have-been in every scene, the way lewis is so. GENUINE about wanting to reconnect with him, it kills me.

tomorrow on every shore by @missyourflight

This season on Below Deck Sailing Yacht... Six weeks. Nine charters. Lots of hot tub stuff. * “Is it not your colour?” Max says. The production team gave the whole crew new uniforms for this season, swapped their usual navy polos for something that apparently pops more on camera. It’s sort of peachy, not Max’s favourite, but it looks good on Daniel. “Please,” Daniel scoffs. “Everything’s my colour.” He bumps his hip into Max. “You weren’t tempted to go with the skort option?” Max bumps back, pretending to consider. “I thought about it, but it’s just not practical on deck, you know?” “Guests are arriving,” Christian says, his smile tight, eyes fixed ahead. “Could we attempt to act like professionals, please?” And then the guests are on the dock, and everyone puts on smiles to greet them, and it’s almost like a normal charter except for all the fucking cameras everywhere.

max/daniel, below deck au, i read this right after binging below deck med so obvs it was perfect. i love everyones characterisation especially christians. + yuki as the chef is perfect. i love the interview sections paired with whats happening in the fic bc its like... i love an unreliable perspective! fantastic au and they are so 3D fleshed out

striving for goodness while the cruel men win by @misonikomi

Lewis had been at a disadvantage. Cruelty had never been bred into her; she had to learn it one piece at a time. When she first started karting, she had tried to blend in with the other kids, an impossible feat. There had been so much violence even then, in the way the kids looked at her, spoke to her, and touched her. She had to learn that violence as well, in order to win

lewis/sebastian, gender swap au, i think one of the first and only i read because i get a bit nervous about them, but incredible, incredible thesis material. the characterisations of lewis and charles and amazing, how they change and are the same as women. perfect narrative foils for each other. sebastian and lewis' relationship in this is fantastic, how lewis' past with nico has affected her into her relationship with seb but also with f1 in general. suzie is standout in this to me, the woman-woman relationships in general are perfect

december makes me quiet by @warriorbarnes

“Hallo?” he greets, and gets to his feet. “There is a snow storm,” are the words he’s met with. He’s taken aback at first, the accented english not what he’d expected, and has to recalibrate his brain from german to english. His brows knit together when he realizes who it is on the other end of the line. “Charles?” he asks. or, right before Christmas, Seb gets an unexpected guest.

sebastian/charles, one of my favourite sebchal fics!!! i think it handles that line between awkwardness and getting to know each other so well. any sebchal fic that has charles being normal around sebastian is immediately inaccurate, we know his complexes! i love to read it... so comforting, being snowed in is THE premise!

lucky thirteen by @azzy421

Being the daughter of the most successful racing driver in the world (retired) comes with a lot of privilege and a few very notable downsides. 1. Dad is famous, and it makes people act weird around him and ask Ayla weird things, like what he eats for breakfast or what deodorant he uses. 2. Sometimes he gets talked into going to Germany for the summer to talk about engines and aerodynamics with Uncle Toto’s team for months on end. And this is only really annoying because - 3. He never, ever wants to talk about racing with Ayla. Ayla, head over heels in love with the world of Formula 1, is determined that she’s going to prove she has what it takes to start karting, even if it means going behind her dad’s back to do it. When she discovers that not only is there a girls-only karting group next to their temporary home in Germany but that it’s being run by four-time World Champion Sebastian Vettel (Ayla’s second-favourite driver of all time) (also retired), she is determined to seize the opportunity with both hands. And, well. Her dad is lonely. Sebastian seems even lonelier. Solving that problem would be a nice bonus.

lewis/sebastian, i also usually never go for kid fics but this one intrigued me and it is SOOO good. seeing lewis through the lens of his kid, her passion for karting and especially his very, very real fear for her entering that world... so so so realistic and good. it has the exact right amount of self indulgence but also reality, i love seeing the 'future of f1' with mick, lando and george, and how lewis to ayla is still first and foremost her dad. sebastian in this is incredible but also this cannot be prophetic because if he did become an f1 hermit it would make me so sad xx

how to get it, how to live it by grandsprix

Alex wants to say no, because - well, because his ex was a closet case, and Charles is the kind of beautiful Alex is going to feel insecure about, and he has half a tub of strawberry cheesecake Haagen Daaz and a rental of Dune waiting for him at home after his shift, and is that worth giving up to give some French twink a blowjob in the staff bathroom? or, Alex works in a gay bar in Soho, and Charles is lost.

alex/charles, obviously love every grandprix chalex fic, but this is my favourite! i am so charmed and in love with charles' characterisation here, his clumsy confidence and how he is immediately offended by alex not wanting to have sex-sex with him haha also alex's like... slow sense of impending doom at becoming closer to him. perfect

come on, starboy by @yekoc

Daniel’s just slinging his bag over his shoulder to head out to the parking lot when there’s a noise behind him, the hollow metallic echo of a locker door slamming. Turning, he sees that kid. Max. The running back who always fumbles. He’s standing in front of the locker he just slammed, muscles tense. His too-big mouth is drawn into a flat line. He has his phone in his hand: he looks at it, puts it in his pocket, and grinds his fist against the bank of lockers in front of him. “Hey,” Daniel says, because he feels creepy now, just looking. The kid looks up at him, startled. “Oh,” he says. “Hi.”

max/daniel, obviously like anyone reading this list will have read this or if you haven't you should?? max and daniel are perfect in this actually perfect. it has that... stuck in a small town that you are outgrowing but will you ever be able to stretch. standout to me: the spectre of max's dad. we hardly see him properly but you can tell the impact he is having on max, and by extent on daniel. this is also possibly my favourite lewis, second only to new wave (new emotion). the way he steals the show for me in every scene he is in, his college aspirations, fears for the future, wanting to gone beyond the simplistic perceptions of him... amazing. number 2 yekoc favourite is glory from a high rise but i am only reccing one per author strictly to not make this list insane

the heartbeat is a hunger by @thelittlebirdthatkeptsomanywarm

2019 FORMULA ONE SPORTING REGULATIONS Art. 34: BONDING Teams are required to register all bonds between drivers with the FIA at the beginning of each season. New bonds must be formally recognized through a bonding ceremony under supervision of at least one FIA representative [...]. Art. 34.1 [added on 1.01.1993] Bonds between drivers competing for different teams are prohibited. I'm so unused to being - well, understood perhaps. - Vladimir Nabokov's first letter to his future wife, Véra

lewis/sebastian, lewis/nico, SUCH a good bonding au... a really interesting look into how dystopian something like this could get, and i think a realistic look into how sports is constantly pushing us to the limit so if there were more ways to do so.... they absolutely would take advantage? lewis and nico's relationship is so interesting here, and seb as the trope inversion is SOOO. it is so well executed.

new wave (new emotion) by nothoughtsjustvibes

In which Max realizes he’s in love with Daniel and flies to Colorado to make it Lewis’s problem. Lewis just wants him to leave – preferably on a plane to Australia.

max/daniel lewis&max, my favourite lewis. ever!!!!!! max in this is STELLAR as well, their relationship is so so funny and so well balanced, i mostly love how... lewis deals with AD21 mentally in this? and how he's like urgh max is here? i will be nice. to hey. max is pretty cool :) in a very organic sense and also lewis being a mentor figure when i have 2022 lh superimposed over 2008-2016 menace lh in my mind is very funny. lewis micromanaging max's problems to fix them is my favourite thing, also every small interaction with charles in here is brilliant.

crude generalisations and vulgar simplifications by @janinaduszejko

Alex remembers attending his first Cabinet meeting - he’d been awed by the imposant room, the history this place held, where wars had been declared, disasters averted and ensured, with its stately inner ring of ministers, surrounded by the bustling outer ring filled with their advisors and assistants. The gratitude he had felt in that moment, being a part of the centre of it all, the place where power housed. Almost six hours later, he’d stumbled out of the stuffy room with George at his side, eyes wide with commiseration as he’d led Alex through the narrow halls. “These ministers.” Alex had said, a hollow look in his eyes. “Are they all-?” “Afraid so.” George’s voice had been kind, but knowing, like he’d expected this and had grimly prepared himself. “Halfwits.” Alex had moaned, as George had patted him on the back in sympathy. “Fools and idiots, every last one of them.”

george/alex, so so osos oso os good. i LOVE a political au i love intrigue i love stupidity i love jargon <3 and this baby has it all!!! i love any kind of misunderstanding/torment in a fic and in this one... alex u are so good at torment <3 george also coming up with the weirdest solution to their workplace romance is SO him. christian horner in this made me laugh a lot. this was i think the start of my galex downfall

steal the air out of my lungs (make me feel it) by @baking-soda

Max has never been so tired in his life. He can’t believe he’s going into call like this, that he couldn’t get to sleep last night. What an idiot. “Hey,” Daniel says, sauntering into a work room balancing a green smoothie and two large coffees from the caf. He puts one in front of Max. “You ready to save lives, Maxy?”

max/daniel obviously like. titular maxiel material, but i read it again and often! i am not a med student by any means but ive done placements in hospitals + medsci papers and reading this was like. it is exactly the feeling! when ur in it and you are a cog in a very big machine made for helping people and it is the most exhausting thing you have ever done but the most fulfilling... max in this fic is so so so amazing. the dissonance between how he sees himself and everyone else around him sees him. scenes that stick with me: when hes going to text his dad about the intubation but then he deletes everything because he thinks it wasn't impressive even though he had just been riding high. and every scene where he comforts the rookies but he like.. doesn't even realise himself he's doing it. to him he is being normal. love <3

Invent us as we were (real tears, hard love) by diamondcrystalink

“Seb, aren't you freaked out?” Every human who doesn’t work with mimic engineering hates seeing mimics down to their components, it's said to ruin the illusion. Sebastian didn't even hesitate to help him. “Why would I be? It's just you,” Sebastian replied without much thought, his concentration on shaping the lattice to the gash. - Charles is an android who should have had his memory wiped at the start of the season per regulation, Ferrari decided otherwise. Sebastian doesn't know.

sebastian/charles, android-au-i-love-you! illegal ferrari goings on i love you!!! i am forever and always a sci fi lover and this hits all the spots for me, the idea of charles as the golden boy of ferrari because he was literally made crafted and perfected by them, the ethics/philosophies of being an android (charles hating remembering that he is), the way it starts and ends with a dream as well, bookended perfectly. so so good

the alps by @grandprix-ao3

Yuki catches his first glance of Pierre somewhere without him in pre-season testing. He’s blue and pink, he’s glowing, a flat-brimmed cap with Alpine’s A emblazoned on it sitting backwards on his head. Pierre and his sunglasses, the microphones in his face, the questions, the novelty, the half-arrogant grins. “He looks different in pink,” Liam remarks, halfway to a joke. Yuki hates it. It reminds him of all the distance between them, all the words he’s too scared—too late to say. There’s a gap between them, now. It's mountainous. It’s brutal.

yuki/pierre, this is one of my favourite all time yukierre fics so i couldn't not include it. every single thing about it is perfect, yuki struggling with his feelings, the way he and pierre are drawn to each other again and again. the struggle with what people seem to see so easily and making that real. ALL TIME!

cleaner better breed by @toastandvegemite

The lights inside the glass box turned on and Daniel saw the android for the first time. Something hooked in his chest. “Did they have to make it look so real?” he murmured to Michael, turning his head slightly. (RedBull builds a robot driver. They call it Max.)

max/daniel this had me on the edge of my seat the whole time, the idea already of technology displacing high risk/reward activities like sport is so fascinating combined with the fact that sports is such a political tool in terms of soft power, almost unmatched, so how to wield that soft power effectively with a robot? make him a bit human and likeable. all of daniels internal monologues feel so true to form throughout this fic, and the ending. AGH! catch! love this au

Everything I do, I'm gonna think of you by @misonikomi

Charles's eyes scan up and down his body, expression somewhat unimpressed. Seb takes inventory of himself. Nondescript jeans, gray Puma sneakers, plain gray t-shirt. Not much to look at, he admits. Or: Charles is Bella Hadid, if Bella Hadid used to kart and was also a bit disillusioned with modeling, and Seb is still Seb.

sebastian/charles, SUCH A GOOD AU!!! i love fashion and i love f1... this is like a perfect in between. a really really good charles character study again i love taking the drivers out of their... natural habitats! and this as well, it doesn't shy away from how charles in this universe has lead to quitting karting, homophobia, gender etc. and sebastian is so unabashedly seb and them learning how to be together and charles gradually showing more of himself... the modelling world in this as well is so rich. its so good!!!

home (is wherever I'm with you) by actparci

On the drive back to the hotel Max had turned to him, blue eyes fierce and piercing. “Promise me you won’t stop being angry. You’re angry because you know what you can do. Use it, control it, let it fuel you. Other people won’t understand but that doesn’t matter, you know what you’re capable of.” You and me, he’d seemed to say, we’re the same. Charles wonders now how he ever thought Max wouldn’t understand. Or: Charles leaves Ferrari, tries to win a championship, and learns some things about belonging. All the while, Max is there

max/charles, i do not read much lestappen at all but this was amazing. charles moving to red bull and its done so well, because. i am a forza-ferrari-forza-charles guy forever but i am also addicted to alternate universes! all of the moments where there are differences between the teams, having the cheesy but so emotionally cathartic races and interactions and wins... its too good!

For the thrill of it all by @boxboxlewis

Charles unfolds from his headstand with cervine grace and stands up. “Geooooorge,” he says slowly. “George, George… George.” His eyebrows fly up, and he narrows his eyes at Alex. “Your friend who needs a place to stay for a few days, he is George? The George from your classes? That one? Posh George?”

george/alex, this is a series so technically cheating... essential george characterisations here! they are both so british (deeply derogatory) all of the dialogue is so perfect!!! i love their dynamic as flatmates, charles i love you but if i were flatting with him id kill him xx [If this were real, if they were dating, he wouldn’t fuck George, not tonight; he would draw it out, the anticipation, he would allow them the luxury of a long slow discovery. As it is he pulls back] my favourite line because alex is in every universe deluded. that boy loves you!

transmotion by heroics

Vettel's eyes fly to Lewis's, and he looks as shocked as Lewis feels. Then he grins. "You again." "Me again," Lewis says. He's lived in Frankfurt nearly four years now, and the German feels clumsy on his tongue in a way it hasn't since those first few months.

sebastian/lewis, literally what can i say. football, fashion designer au. the sebastian in this fic is so well fleshed out, and i love how its the.. uncertainty of being between stages in life, and how they struggle as adults with their relationship. lewis having moments of unintentional cruelty that they have to pull apart, and sebastian the same, the perils of homophobia in sport. charles and pierre in this i love, when pierre and lewis talk about his fashion show. pierre is a lh fanboy in every universe!

okay. that's it! they are literally in no order and also so muddled i am so sorry. if you are on this list i am such a big fan of you and just want to show my appreciation xx

#fic rec #f1 #chalex #sewis #maxiel #galex #yukierre #sebchal #brocedes #piarles #f1 rpf #cl16 #sv5 #aa23 #mv33 #dr3 #gr63 #yt22 #pg10 #lh44

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agirlunfilteredsblog · 4 months

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A GUIDE ON HOW TO STUDY EFFICIENTLY

Hey girls!! I know a lot of us are on break, whether that be in high school, college or university, so I figured I could maybe show you guys some tips and tricks that have helped me throughout my studies…

A little bit about my educational background:

-In high school, I was part of an IB school (the girls that know the struggle, know the struggle). If you don’t know what that is, it’s essentially a program designed to help students get a better understanding of the world and how it works. We basically do the regular high school program + the IB one, so it’s extra workload, but we do get an additional diploma at the end of our studies!

-I am now in college, studying psychology and I was recently invited to join the honors roll for my next semester (super excited about that!!). I absolutely love it and i’ve also gotten the opportunity to study other subjects such as anthropology, world history, art history, etc.

1. LEARNING WHAT TO PRIORITIZE

My biggest weakness throughout my first semester of college was balancing my workload and my social activities. Often times, I would either only do school work for weeks and not go out or simply go out until very late on school nights and get nothing done. Both scenarios are just as negative. I would be drained on the inside, and simply become exhausted by minimal activities. What helped me personally was establishing a clear schedule, which I know isn’t ideal for everyone as we all have differing schedules, but trust me, having that base helps A LOT.

2. SETTING REMINDERS TO STUDY

I dont know if this was just me, but in high school, I would constantly fall asleep and take naps after school. This would result in me totally forgetting I had to study when I woke up… Setting up reminders on my phone helped me remember what I had to do. I also included little motivational messages to keep me inspired to work.

3. KNOWING WHEN TO PUT THE BOOK DOWN

Girls, I know how hard it is sometimes to give yourself grace and put your study books down, especially when there’s a big test coming up. However, it has been proven that over reading or over studying actually has negative effects on your learning/memory. Stressing yourself out will do nothing but put you in a negative state, which is not what you want going into that exam. If you’re feeling overwhelmed, put the book down for 15 minutes and go do something that puts you at peace. Me personally, I make myself a cup of peppermint tea and put on my favorite show.

4. HAVING A STUDY METHOD THAT WORKS FOR YOU

There are many different types of study methods, so I’m not gonna tell you which one you should do as we are all different, but finding the one that works for you does ALL the difference. The way I study is very simple, I establish a game plan (I list everything I want to complete) and I give myself a time frame to complete it. The time frames are always very realistic for me, so I never have to stress about not having enough time. For each “task” I complete, I allow myself a 15-20 minute break and I study for no more than 3 hours at a time.

5. NEVER PUT STUDYING BEHIND

I am such a procrastinator, but I had to learn very quickly, especially in college, that this was not possible. The work load is so much more charged and I simply cannot get away with studying last minute. If you’re in high school, start implementing healthy study habits now, so that once you reach college, you’re already used to studying the right way (learn from me hahaha)!

I am 100% sure that there are more I’m forgetting, but these are the main ones I implement in order to keep a high average and a healthy school/social life :) I know these are very basic and you’ve probably heard of them before but I still think it’s important we talk about them to remind ourselves on what to do! If you would like more of this type of content please let me know!! My next posts will be much more light though dont worry, we are still on winter break after all ;))

so much love,

a girl unfiltered 💋

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kikker-oma · 5 months

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Twilight gets a drivers license, featuring CHAOS!!

A/N: I literally just woke up and typed this, so grammatical errors will be present

“Ok, Twi, we love you, but you seriously need to learn to drive.” Legend grumbled, “I’m sick of walking, and after the… restaurant incident Time isn’t driving us anywhere.”

“What are you talking about? We have Epona!” The rancher responded. Why learn to drive when you already can travel easily with a horse? “I ain’t wasting time getting a… car license, when we already got a fast way to travel.”

“Can Epona fit 9 Links and their stuff?”

“Good point.”

…

“Okay, let’s start with the basics. This is a car.” Time pointed to the vehicle, “It’s used to drive.”

“Old man, I’m not stupid.” Twilight hopped into the front seat, “Bless y’alls hearts, anyways, how do you drive this thing?”

“Um… First set the lever into DRIVE,” Time paused, “I think.”

“You THINK?”

“CUT ME SOME SLACK I’M OLD.”

“Okay, 60 years old is back on the list.” Wind whispered to the rest of the chain, “But I’m guessing older.”

“Anyways, back to what I was saying…”

So, after about 3 hours of attempting to teach the rancher how to drive, and about 5 hours of failing miserably, Time completely lost hope.

“You know,” Wild crunched on an apple, “I could teach ya how to use the master cycle 0-“

“Are you sure that’s safe?” Four jumped in, “I’ve seen you fuel that thing with literally anything, not to mention isn’t that like a gazillion years old?”

“Who’s counting?”

“Wait, wait.” Warriors interjected, “Isn’t there a driving school?”

“Oh yeahhhhh” Legend sarcastically responded, “Because we just LOVE to waste our precious rupees for transportation.”

“Wasn’t this whole learning thing your idea vet?-“

“Hush hush pretty boy, let the big kids talk”

“WELL EXUSE ME-“

“NO.” Hyrule quickly shut Warriors’ mouth, “We don’t talk about that…” Then he paused, “Wait, a DMV does make sense though.”

…

About a million “years” later, Twilight emerged from the car. Full marks.

“I got a drivers license.”

The Links cheered, “Good job rancher, I knew you could do it.” Time gave him a pat on the back.

“Now I can do what I always wanted to do…”

Twilight hopped back into the car.

“MIDNA, THIS IS FOR YOU.”

“I gOt mY dRiVeRs lIceNse tHiS wEeK, jUsT like wE nEvEr tAlkEd aBouT-“

LOL the chaos this is exuding hahahaha

Twi being all angsty teen about Midna is great😂

Time losing hope in this whole thing is such a mood honestly, I remember my mom teaching me how to parallel park and it was..... An experience hahaha.

#sweet blarefordaglare #thank you for writing this chaotic fic hahahaha #fics for oma #also I'm so sorry for responding so late!#ice had so little motivation to be on Tumblr lately

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fnaf-weeb · 8 months

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Broken Mind, Old Soul

This is the first thing I’ve written for my AU. I wanted to showcase the nature of my interpretation of the characters, so forgive me if some parts come off as rushed or weird. I hope you enjoy!

The dead tend to forget.

That was something Springtrap came to learn. After being trapped in the same room, rotting, dying, already dead but still dying at the same time. How did that work? Then he remembered; the remnant was keeping his soul attached to his deceased body. But he could feel himself rotting still, his human body losing more life everyday day. If there was hardly any left. The feeling was unnatural. The whole situation was unnatural.

In that time his soul had been in agonizing turmoil. However, unlike his victims, he wasn’t able to lurk about to satisfy the restlessness growing within him. All he could do was writhe silently.

His memories had begun to slip in that time, lost to the unyielding anger and agony that was consuming him.

"Holy-GUYS COME LOOK AT THIS!"

He had forgotten what it was like to be in the presence of another person. If he could be considered a person anymore.

"Yeesh, the thing looks just as creepy in the light. Hurry up and wheel it into the attraction."

He had forgotten what the outside looked like. His senses overwhelmed with sights, smells and sounds that he hadn’t heard in decades.

"HAHAHA!!"

He had also forgotten that he had helped program the damned suits to follow the sounds of children.

No matter how hard he tried to get to the office, he couldn’t resist when audio played elsewhere in the building. He had already learned long ago-when he was still a person- that the souls were still bound to the programming of the machines they were bound in. The same very much applied to him.

[DING DONG DING DONG…DING DONG DING DONG]

He growled as he watched the nightgaurd rush out the exit. Lucky bastard escaped again.

Daytime mode used to be useful, now it was nothing more than a hinderance he wished he was rid of.

The suit controlled his movements now. It forced him to walk back to his usual starting position. The room wasn’t as blank as the safe room, filled with props of the previous pizzerias.

The irony; to be trapped in a horror attraction based on the murders he committed, as the main star.

Fazbear Entertainment was never known for having tact.

He was now bound to this room until the next night. With a frustrated sigh, he sat down -the suit creaking as he did so - and leaned against the wall.

That pesky guard. He kept toying with him using that damn voice. He clenched his moldy fists.

He’s been so angry ever since he woke up.

He wanted to break something.

More like someone.

He wanted to spill blood, watch the life drain from someone’s eyes.

He wanted to be in control for the first time since being trapped in this damned suit.

And what better way to feel in control than controlling the fate of some poor bloke?

That annoying guard would do just fine.

"Failed again?"

Speaking of annoyances…

"Go away," he growled, not even bothering to look up at her. He knew it was redundant. She wouldn’t leave. He could only hope this was one of their shorter interactions.

"It’s been three nights, do you really intend on continuing this little game of cat and mouse?" The Puppet asked, in an unamused tone that made him want to punch her in her stupid plastic face.

"I’ll do whatever I want to," he glared at the floor next to him. He hated how she continued to nag him like this.

"You have nothing to gain by killing him."

He scoffed. "I’ll gain some satisfaction from snapping his neck like a twig. The place is better off without that annoying rat."

"The annoying rat that is just trying to do his job," she replied, rolling her eyes. "You’re the annoying one in this situation."

He narrowed his eyes and finally turned to glare at her. The Marionette started right back. She was the only other possessed animatronic that remained. All the others he had dismantled. Though, he didn’t know why she wasn’t scrapped with the Toys long ago. Granted she was dirty and somewhat damaged, but she was in much better condition than he was.

"The satisfaction is only temporary you know. Even if you kill him, it won’t last. You won’t be satisfied." She stated, then she leaned forward. "I’ve seen it happen. You feel an uncontrollable rage and want to take it out on whoever is unfortunate enough to be around. But even after the blood is spilled, it’s not enough. It’ll only increase your bloodlust until it becomes habit. Then you’ll be reduced to nothing but a rabid animal."

Her voice was serene and clear, completely the opposite of his own deep and gravely voice. But she spoke with certain gravity in her tone. Warning, almost haunted even. She was clearly dead (no pun intended) serious. And he had a good idea of who she was referring to in this context, a certain golden bear popping to mind.

"Don’t you have somewhere else to be, Puppet?" He grumbled, changing the subject. He didn’t like how familiar her description was to his current situation.

"I told you to call me Charlie, William."

William. Yes, William Afton was his name. It had slipped his mind more than once. He would’ve forgotten long ago had the puppet not stuck around and kept interacting with him. He didn’t know why she insisted on talking to the man that killed her. The people who brought him here dubbed him Springtrap, and the name grew on him.

It was strange. He remembered some things clearly, like his wife’s death, drinking himself into a stupor at Jrs, and killing the missing children of course.

But others, he had a harder time recalling. Like his wedding day, the names and faces of his children, and…why he killed in the first place.

He hated how messy and unorganized his memories were, it was driving him nuts. Just trying to think of the past made him tremble with rage.

He remembered Charlie though. She was the first. Henry’s daughter. They knew each other when they were alive. If anything Charlie should despise him the most, given the obvious betrayal. But she didn’t.

"Fine, Charlie. Why do you insist on interacting with me? Why don’t you stay away like the other brats?"

He knew the others were still afraid of him. He didn’t really care. But Charlie clearly didn’t fear him, nor did she go out of her way to torment him in any capacity as he initially thought she would.

"Because someone has to keep you in line before you add another victim to your list." She answered cooly. That part was true, ever since they got here she’s tried to distract him from attacking the guard, and after he left she’d try to sway him from trying again, as she was doing moments ago.

"And also," she added. "I want to help you too, if possible."

He almost snorted. "Ah, yes. Because there’s good in everyone right? Of course you want to try and save my poor, broken soul." He put a hand where his now physically tattered heart would be, feigning vulnerability.

Though her face has very limited expression, he could tell she was unamused.

"I know you’re mocking me, but yes. I sense that there is still humanity in you. And besides, if I made you see the light, there’d be one less murderous rabbit in the world."

William dropped the facade and scowled, facing away from her again. "Why do you waste your time with this? You should despise me most of all."

"You already got what you deserved. Besides, I was never one to hold a grudge. I don’t have that kind of time." She responded. That rung a few bells in his head. Charlie never liked holding grudges.

Seemingly done with their daily chat, she turned to leave. Looks like this was one of the shorter conversations like he had hoped.

"See you next night William."

And she was gone, leaving the withered rabbit to his one thoughts once more.

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"I’m back." Charlie announced as she entered the room. As soon as she spoke, the various spirits made themselves known.

The children rushed up to her instantly. Though their ghostly feet made no sound. They gazed up at her with the dull but not quite lifeless eyes their spirit forms had since they were freed of their animatronic bodies. Though they still retain characteristics of said animatronics. Like the animal ears and tails and the various accessories. Their clothes had changed to match the color schemes of the animatronics as well.

"Charlie! Welcome back!" Susie greeted cheerfully, bouncing and throwing her hands in the air. Her bib flapping as she did.

"Tell Jeremy that 'hook' is totally valid in rock-paper-scissors!" Fritz exclaimed, rising his pirate hook for emphasis.

"It does not!" Jeremy argued, stomping his foot in frustration and his ears reeling back.

"Why? Hook can beat paper!"

"But it’s not part of the game!"

Charlie shook her head, if she could she'd have a fond smile on her face. This was a common occurrence. Fritz and Jeremy often bickered over silly things. She honestly enjoyed these moments because they got to act like kids again, not bound by the programming of their metal prisons.

She was beginning to wonder if putting them in the animatronics was the right move.

"Did you talk to him again?"

The bickering stopped immediately, and Charlie focused her gaze on Cassidy. She had her arms crossed and a disapproving glare. Evan stood beside her, looking away uncomfortably. They possessed Golden Freddy together, but their appearances were slightly different. With Evan having more attributes associated with Fredbear (purple hat and bowtie), and Cassidy with the current Golden Freddy (black hat and bowtie).

"What else would I be doing after 6 AM?"

"Why do you keep going to him? He’s bad and dangerous!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. Cassidy was the most hateful of all of them. When Charlie started interacting with William she was heavily against it, which was understandable. But Charlie wasn’t deterred. They’ve had this conversation many times.

"You know why." Charlie stated. She didn’t bother to explain herself again. They’ve had this conversation many times.

"Do you really think there might be good in him?" Gabriel asked timidly, shifting in place. Ironically, he was the most shy despite possessing the star of the band.

"He’s a bad person, but still a person. A person I knew. And I have a pretty good idea of why he did what he did in the first place." She said, eyes shifting to Evan momentarily. A grim expression crossed his face. "I want to try, at the very least."

Cassidy scoffed, "Good luck. He’s just a lousy murderer."

"You say that as if we aren’t murderers ourselves." Evan retorted, glancing back at her and crossing his arms. Cassidy twitched and glared at him.

"You-"

"What? You know it’s true."

The other children cringed and held various expressions of shame. Gabriel, Jeremy, and Fritz’s ears dropped and laid flat against their heads. In their rage and confusion they attacked innocent people, thinking they were their murderer. Some of the guards left after the second or first night. Others never left the building.

Though, Evan never killed anyone himself, neither did Charlie.

"Oh yeah? Well if you’re gonna take your dad’s side, why are you too scared to approach him huh?!" Cassidy shot back, poking his chest hard. Evan recoiled a bit, looking conflicted.

"Enough Cassidy." Charlie said, raising a placating hand. "As of right now William is in a state of rage and turmoil, as you all once were. It’s understandable why Evan would hesitate to approach his father in this state. He might not even recognize him."

"But he recognizes you…" Susie pointed out. "Why would he recognize you but not his son?"

"To put it simply; his memories are a mess. He remembers some things, others he’s all but forgotten, or is on the verge of forgetting. He would’ve forgotten his own name if not for me."

"Yeesh, the guy sounds like a piece of work."

Charlie sighed slightly at the new voice. Well, not so new unfortunately.

Kelsey walked in with his hands in his pockets, his usual relaxed grin on his face. He was the first to possess Fredbear, thus his appearance reflected more of Fredbear like Evan’s. He wasn’t a victim of William, unlike most of them. He died via springlock failure, when some bullies shoved him into one of the suits. He was also a teenager like herself. He died around 14.

Everyone had varying degrees of discomfort or annoyance on their faces, except Cassidy.

"Yeah, and Charlie still thinks she can redeem him somehow." Cassidy said with annoyance, rolling her eyes. Kelsey stopped beside her and smirked at Charlie. "Oh yeah? Heh. Pretty stubborn aren’t ya Charl?"

"Yes, I suppose I am." If she could she’d narrow her eyes at him. Despite his chill demeanor, everyone here knew his true nature. He was a despicable, manipulative, bloodthirsty maniac. He lured and killed kids similar to the ones that killed him. But along the way he decided that killing was fun and just became a murderer. Unfortunately, he groomed Cassidy to act similarly. She was attached to him, saw him as an older sibling.

Evan was glaring at him. Kelsey had tried to manipulate him at first too, but thankfully he didn’t fall for it. He wasn’t particularly wrathful anyway, so he couldn’t take advantage of that.

Honestly, the only reason they tolerated him was for Cassidy’s sake. Also because they were literally stuck with him.

"Hasn’t it been years? What makes you think he’ll change now if he hasn’t for the past decades?" Kelsey asked, more genuinely curious than teasing as he usually was.

"Being trapped in an unmoving suit with your own corpse will do that to you. He’s restless and angry. It will take time, but I’m sure I can get through to him eventually." Charlie assured calmly.

"If anyone can help him get better, it’s you Charlie!" Susie cheered with a bright grin.

"Yeah! You can help him like you helped us!" Fritz agreed, confident in her abilities. The others gave their encouragement. Charlie smiled.

"Thank you. And I’ll be able to set you all free too. We’re so close now." Everyone visibly brightened at that, even Cassidy. Soon, they would all be free.

Soon…

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It was night four now.

Another night, another chance to kill that nightgaurd.

Springtrap stalked towards the office with malicious anticipation. It was 3:00 AM and he wasn’t hearing the audio as often, the guard must be getting sloppy. Or the technology was failing him now more than ever.

Whatever, both scenarios meant victory for Springtrap.

He grinned wickedly. Finally, finally reached the office. He could see the red lights blaring inside, and the guard desperately trying to reboot the system. Poor fool hasn’t realize he’s lost.

He stood outside the window, waiting for the guard to take notice of him and freak out.

Then the guard looked up, and they both froze.

This…this wasn’t the same man who’s been here past three nights.

The previous guard had short black hair and green eyes, and he was sure he had a mole. This man had long brown hair tied into a ponytail, and blue eyes, with a scar across his left eye.

He felt like a thousand bells were ringing in his head. Something about this man was so familiar to him, yet he couldn’t grasp why.

His confusion distracted him long enough that the guard was able use the audio to lure him away from the office. The suit took control once more. He blinked and growled in frustration. Damn it! He missed his chance!

Though his frustration was overshadowed by his confusion. He couldn’t help but wonder about the sudden change. Perhaps the previous one quit? Still didn’t explain why he seemed so familiar.

Damn his unreliable memory.

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Mike let out the breath he had been holding. Though he didn’t really need to breath anymore did he?

"So, he really is here…" He muttered. It had been so long since he last saw the Springbonnie suit. Time had not been kind to it, or to him for that matter.

He pulled out a photo from his pocket and gazed at it. A family photo from 1980. Three years before disaster. He focused on the man on the left, standing tall and dignified beside his mother, with a hand on Mike’s shoulder.

"I’ve found you, father."

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #alone together au #william afton #springtrap #charlie emily #marionette #missing children #evan afton #fnaf kelsey #micheal afton

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feelbokkie · 7 months

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Okay bit I absolutely need to know How/What/Why/When your ult bias changed?!? Like?? Was this something that's been cooking for a while or was it just like "hahaha fuck I'm in trouble"?

I'm invested

I need to know 😭😭

Also 🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻

I feel like you’re paying me in Seungmin pics and honestly, I accept.

Anyway long backstory of my bias trip

But if you don’t wanna read all that because it is pretty lengthy the short answer is: yes, it’s been brewing for a while and then suddenly I woke up like “oh no I’m in fucking trouble.”

Full story below the cut

Anyway, I’ve changed my bias a couple of times and most of them were before I started my account.

So originally when I first got into Stray Kids (this was early February bc my brothers funeral was late January and I was in The Void™️) I was a Hyunjin bias. Like technically Felix got me interested in the group, but like what finally pushed me over was that dramatic llama’s dramatic ass because like I love dramatic, sassy people (my favorite member of One Direction the sass master from Doncaster himself, Louis so on brand) (unrelated my biases when I actively listened to GOT7 back when they first debuted were Bam Bam and Jackson and I honestly can’t remember why. It was something that I saw in the show when it was on netflix)

So Hyunjin was my bias for a little bit, and then I discovered Y2K Han and I was wrecked for like nearly a month. Like I knew he wasn’t my bias, but I was really willing to risk it all for him.

And then on March 9 (yes I remember the date) I just had to take the plunge, unfortunately, and buy my first album and it was Maxident. I can’t remember which version it was and I ended up pulling so many Hyunjin cards and then the Felix love letter and the Felix mini poster, but the 2 pcs I pulled being Hyunjin and 1 Han pc was almost poetic. And then i went to get the other vers of the album and kept pulling Hyun so I was like “okay, main bias is fighting for his spot ig”. Briefly forgot about Y2K Han (so sorry)

And then end of March because I love getting into lore of things I’m deep in the fandom of I decided I am going to watch the survival show and then I saw predebut Felix and that was it. That and then kingdom Felix *chefs kiss*. Personality wise, I am so much like Felix and I also tend to go towards people whose personalities are similar to mine so like naturally, Hyunjin, got dethroned Felix end up becoming my ult bias. And then, from March to about right before five star was announced my bias line in this order was Felix, Hyunjin, Han.

Occasionally I was wrecked by Chan, and I was getting worried with that for a little bit. I also got wrecked by I.N once, and I honestly can’t remember why same thing with Lee Know and Changbin but never really Seungmin and because when I was like actively writing and getting into the fandom, like my eyes were pretty much on Felix and the rest of my bias line, I wasn’t like looking to stray (hehe), but then I saw Seungmin smile and I’m pretty sure there was an edit that same day saying how Seungmin hides his smile.

That officially moved him to the bias line from the wrecker line and slowly overtime he’s been making his way up here. I have been buying so many salmon coated things and he was at the bottom of my baseline so I think I have been just kidding myself this whole time because I was also actively buying Seungminphoto cards and I put a Seungmin lomo on my bag and have been carrying it around for weeks And one of my mutuals on here sent me two custom smiling Seungmin photo cards that she made me when we traded.

He very quickly dethrone Han and then and Hyunjin and then for the past couple of weeks I’ve been trying to stay loyal to Felix, but I’m pretty sure on my account I’ve been talking about Minnie way more than I have ever talk about Felix, despite you know me, being Feelbokkie so it really is like “OK yeah I need to to switch my bias at this point”

What finally did it for me was his birthday live because I was in such a depressive hole the past couple weeks. Like Amy knows how bad it was and in that time like I also wasn’t watching any Stray Kids media. I was not consuming anything other than music and writing, I couldn’t/wouldn’t watch anything skz related, and I was finally starting to feel a little bit better when Amy and I were going to watch the second episode skz family and his birthday live came on literally right before and like it made me so happy it kind of gave me like that slightly final push I needed to kind of get out of that depressive hole and I like “oh no like if he can I pull me out of how bad it was and he’s technically not even my bias I think he needs to be my bias”

But my bias line is still the 00’s line and the other 4 are in my wreaker line.

#feelbokkie answers

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effielumiere · 10 months

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The Companion 10

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader

Genre: Romance, Idol AU, Drama, Comedy, Angst, Soulmate AU (Began in chapter 5), Slow burn (ended)

Chapter Warning(s): Teenager Jimin and MC. Angst if you squint. Fluff. Bed? Bed. Cuddles? Cuddles. Mentions of a car accident (the MC). EDITED! (woah)

Legend: English / Korean

POV: 3rd Person

Wordcount: 4.4k

A/N: HELLO WORLD! lol (flashback to Bon Voyage, anyone? hahaha) I’ve returned with the Part One finale of The Companion trilogy! Please do read the Author’s Note at the end to know more about the future plans of this series.

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Y/n woke up with the sun peering through the blinds and the feeling of fingertips lightly running through her scalp and hair. Groggily tilting her head up, the fingertips stopped with its motion and she was met with the slightly swollen eyes of Jimin. His milk chocolate brown eyes staring at her. Was she still in the Dreamstate? She wondered as she abruptly sat on the bed. The room was small telling her that she was very much awake and not in the Dreamstate.

"Good morning," Jimin croaked. He sits up too and stretches his arms, joints popping loudly as he did. As he cracked his neck to relieve himself, Y/n stared at his features. It wasn't that she wanted to, but it was as if her mind was telling her that it was familiar. Like she's seen it countless times even though it was the first time she's ever witnessed the sight.

Jimin stared back at her after rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He mirrored her, staring at all his features once more as he did while she was sleeping.

"You look like you had a good sleep," he remarked with a soft smile

"I guess you can say that," she says as she snapped out of her reverie "I'm hungry"

"Yoongi hyung or Jin hyung are probably already in the main house," he says, pulling out his phone from under the pillow to check the time. "It's almost noon," he informs her and she nods.

"Let me change, then let's go to the main house," Jimin nods back at her as she slowly rises from the bed to walk out of the door heading to the washroom.

Jimin falls back on the bed, arms wide open with a wide grin on his face.

'Almost,' he thinks to himself, 'Almost there, Jimin. Just a little more,'

As Jimin laid on the bed, he listened to the sound of Y/n grabbing her things as she headed to the bathroom to shower. Sitting up, he took the collar of his shirt from his back not knowing that Y/N came back to the room, already done washing up. She stood in the doorway staring at Jimin's shirtless figure, eyes landing on his collar bone down to his chest and the 'NEVERMIND' tattoo on his side, down the soft skin of his stomach and before she could go any further, Jimin felt her presence as he reached for one of his clean shirts that was folded on a nearby chair.

"Come on," Jimin stood in front of her with his palm facing up for her to take. Y/n stared at his hand, her mouth agape in shock, whereas Jimin did it on purpose. Trying to test if she was going to break the rules he laid out, but Y/n slid her hand in his without another word and they walked to the main house together for lunch.

~~~~~^^^~~~~~

Y/n watched from the front porch of the main house as the seven men played foot volleyball in the rain. Part of her was worried for all seven of them, mainly Jimin. She didn't want him to catch a cold especially with the virus and the pandemic happening. As the game ended, the three youngest members stayed behind throwing the ball to the basketball hoop with one hand.

"This can't be good," She muttered to herself as she watched them take turns. To her surprise, Jimin was the first to score and was slowly headed off. Taehyung scored not long after and just as they were walking away Jungkook got to shoot the ball in the hoop, but judging by the sound of JImin's laughter and Taehyung's deep voice yelling at Jungkook from the pool area she knew that they were telling him to do it again because their backs were turned. Jimin was sitting on the pool deck when he turned towards his best friend and said "She remembers me when she wakes up,"

"What makes you say that?" Taehyung asks

"She has that look in her face, asif she wants to ask me so many questions but she gets this realization that she's awake and not in the Dreamstate. Looks like the myth is true,"

"What are you gonna do then?" Taehyung asks "We're going to be busy with preparing the Permission to dance promotion and the concerts, if we get the chance. You won't have a lot of time. Not to mention the enlistment,"

"I'll have to be flexible with the time I have left," he sighs "Tell the others what I've told you so they wouldn't think we're being weird. I'll tell her after the tour ends. I can't make her wait for too long, she'll wonder why I'm stalling and eventually, she'll run out of patience and questions. And when she does, I'm gonna be lost for words,"

"It's your choice, man," Taehyung puts a hand on his friend's shoulder to comfort him "just remember; be slow, but not too slow nor too fast. Pacing is the key. Also, we all think it's about time you call her parents in case shit hits the fan,"

"I'll think about it," he nods just in time to witness Jungkook really shoot the ball into the hoop.

As they make their way back to their rooms to wash up, Jimin finds Y/n on the sofa reading a book.

"Hyung said they're preparing dinner and that we should head there in a bit,"

Y/n looks up from the book to see him drenched, more drenched than his state an hour ago she was watching. The way he looked reminded her of something she swore she's seen somewhere before, but instead of overthinking she nods her head and tries her best to take her eyes away from Jimin's body, which was losing more and more clothing as he reached the bathroom.

'Good God, have mercy on me' she muttered a tiny prayer, hoping Jimin didn't hear her.

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''How do you plan on telling her that you're soulmates?'' Hoseok asks Jimin as they watch the beef carousel.

''I'm still thinking about it,'' he says as they flip the beef ''I plan on telling her after the LA tour, but specifically... I'm not sure. Should I be preparing dinner at home or should we just go out and eat. Either way, if she rejects me it's almost as if she doesn't want anything to do with me anymore,''

''Did Taehyung tell you about our suggestion?'' Hobi asked

''To call her parents?'' Jimin sighed as he looked at the glass wall separating them, she was in the gameroom with Taehyung so it was safe to talk about her ''Yeah, I will on our last night at the house where I scared you. I might ask Namjoon hyung for help,''

Hobi nods, wishing he was fluent in English so he could help out his little brother.

''How do you think she's going to react to it?'' Jimin asks after a beat.

''Aren't you the only one who knows the answer to that, Jimin-ah?'' Hobi chuckles ''You've spent more time with her than you did with us,''

''But she lost her memories, hyung,'' he reasoned. ''How am I supposed to tell someone what's changed because of an accident?!'

''What have you been doing for the last few months then huh?'' Hoseok asks as he takes the cooked meat off of the grill and onto a plate he was holding.

''You've had her by your side for the past few months and you didn't even try to get to know her; is she different now compared to the one you grew up with in the Dreamstate? You're trying to tell me you've been wasting time?''

''I haven't been wasting time,' he sighs. 'It's just hard to understand her. Her mood swings are crazy. This vacation is the only time that I've seen her true personality,''

''That's probably because you've been closer to each other or maybe because you finally made your presence known in the Dreamstate,''

''Maybe,''Jimin shrugged taking out another grilled beef

''Try to think of another way of telling her you're soulmates,'' Hobi suggested. ''Not dinner, definitely not breakfast. That's gonna be a recipe for disaster to ruin her day the very second she opens her eyes. And don't just do sweet things to her in the Dreamstate, do them in reality too. It's your most powerful weapon.''

''What is?'' Jimin asked in confusion

Hobi turned to him with a cute expression and pinched Jimin's cheek ''You're cuteness and your appeal. ARMYs didn't call it the Jimin Effect for nothing.''

''Hey!'' Jimin exclaimed as Hobi went back in the dining room and kitchen of the main house giggling as he carried the second plate.

During dinner, Y/n looked at the man that sat in front of her and his chopsticks retreating to his bowl to feed himself. Jimin put two slices of beef tenderloin from his bowl to hers after he saw that she already had all of her beef. He took four slices for himself but he couldn't stand to see the love of his life control herself around the seven of them, especially around food, that was the last thing he wanted to witness.

Y/n felt shy knowing very well that they all witnessed Jimin's actions, in return Y/n put the tiny Gat Kimchi she had rolled into a small circle and put it on Jimin's spoon just as he was about to take a bite. Jimin mirrored her reaction from earlier; wide eyes, mouth agape and spoon hanging halfway between the bowl and his mouth.

"Thanks,"he says

"Mhmm," she nods "Thanks too," Jimin smiles at his bowl during the little interaction. He wasn't able to help himself. Y/n has done it a million times before in the Dreamstate, it was something that made him warm all over. His soulmate's love and care, but she doesn't know that she's done it before. She just wanted to return the kindness he gave her. The other members watched the exchange in their peripheral vision, but didn't make a comment about it and instead continued eating.

Right before bedtime, Jimin spotted Taehyung, Jin and Hobi playing with fireworks and felt left out.

"Come on," Hobi says, not giving up on the younger man "Let's go!"

"Hold on, lemme go get Y/n"

"Isn't she afraid of fireworks?" Hobi asks

"As far as I know she isn't," he turns back to Hobi before running to their room. Once he reached her, he found Y/n sitting on the edge of the bed brushing her damp hair wearing a pair of shorts and his oversized t-shirt.

"I ran out of clothes," she states "I hope you don't mind,"

"It's fine," Jimin's voice cracked, clearing his throat as he holds out his hand to her.

"You're doing that a lot often lately," she points out after staring at his hand then back at his face.

"What?" He questions

"The hand thing, as if you're asking me to take your hand and dance with you"

"It's a habit, I guess," he chuckles nervously "Let's go,"

The night before they went back to Seoul:

Before Y/n was asked by all the members to stay away from the kitchen, Jimin took it as an opportunity to ask her to walk around the property, with their security hovering nearby of course.

“Are you enjoying your stay so far?” Jimin asks as he directs the flashlight on the path they were walking on. Y/n noticed that it was headed towards the back of the estate closer to where the woods were.

“I am, I’ve never been to an area surrounded by nature before,” she says with a smile. Y/n’s Hangul was getting better the more time she spent with the members and the staff. Especially their translators who helped a lot during their free time. Jimin on the other hand was trying his very best to fight the burnout from studying especially since he and Taehyung just finished taking their Master’s.

“Where are we headed?” Y/n quizzed, testing Jimin. He smiled then pointed his flashlight at the house near the trees.

“There” he says before switching to satoori “I saw it yesterday and got curious,”

“So you decided to take me instead of Jungkook?”

“The kid’s too busy with his pup. So are the other members,”

“Why do I feel like you’re about to start a ritual in an abandoned house and use me as your sacrifice?” Jimin stared at her, completely lost with what she said. He chuckled “What?”

“You!” she said, pouting “You’re gonna kill me there.” Jimin was in stitches as she explained her imagination to him.

“Why are you suddenly getting that idea?” he started once he finally got the chance to catch his breath “Why in the world would I kill you?” Y/n just stared at him and waited until he realized she was scared.

“Are you scared?” he finally asks with a soft smile on his lips

“Dude, there could be ghosts there!”

“Aish,” he stopped himself from cursing “Ghosts don’t exist, jagiya. And even if they did, I’m right here! I’ll save you!

Come on,” he lightly pulled on her arm to her if she’d budge, but she was frozen in place. Scratching the back of his head he threads his fingers into hers and holds her hand as tight as he could without hurting her “I promise I won’t let go of you, and I promise that I’m not going to leave you or scare you, that’s what did to Hobi hyung,” Y/n stared at him in disbelief.

“Why would you do that to him?” she asks “You know know he gets scared and startled easily,”

“It’s been a while since I pulled a prank on one of them, Hobi hyung was just the perfect target,” he smiles, tugging her hand gently towards him as he slowly makes steps towards the house, “Come on, I won’t bite,”

“But it’s too dark,” she complained “Can’t we do this in the morning?”

“We can’t because it might rain again tomorrow,” he wraps his other hand around the one that was already holding her hand, with the lanyard of the flashlight around his wrist making the flashlight illuminate the ground by their feet. “I promise I’ll protect you, you don’t have to be afraid. We both have flashlights, the security team is with us and they have flashlights too. You’re safe here with me,” he whispers as his free hand holds the side of her face, thumb and index finger lightly pinching and playfully tugging on her earlobe. She doesn’t remember if Jimin has ever made a promise to her since her move to Seoul, but one thing was for sure, she trusted him wholeheartedly and with that she slowly nodded her head and let Jimin lead the way as they walked up the hill behind the estate.

Walking through the door of the abandoned house, Jimin touches the wall beside the door flipping on a switch that lit up the living room area of the house.

“It’s not renovated,” Y/n pointed out to which Jimin nodded “Why is there electricity?”

“I asked the director and producers about it,” he says as they look around the outdated house that seemed to be still stuck in the early 2000s “They said that it didn’t sound like a good idea to put us in houses that were too far away from each other like how it was for In the Soop Season 1. So they left this house behind after they calculated that with the number of staff joining the three houses and the rooms behind the main house were enough.

As for the electricity,” he sighs “Hybe paid for the electricity of all houses in the land, including this one. But we left it off for Hyung,” Y/n shook her head, chuckling as she pitied poor Hoseok. No wonder he looked traumatized that morning.

“So, why did you take me here?”

“Because I wanted to share this moment with you before we go back home,” he says with sincerity. Y/n looked up to find Jimin staring at her. His eyes held so much emotion but the only emotions that she could read were honesty and hope

“Why though?”

“Why not?” he countered. “I could pick anyone, but I chose you and you chose me. You trust me,” his voice trailed off as he said the end of his sentence hoping she didn’t hear it, but with the short distance between them, she heard every single word.

“I do,” she agreed “I don’t know why, but I do and it has nothing to do with the fact that you’re Park Jimin of BTS or because I like you,”

“So you do like me,” he tried fighting off a smile by biting his lip

“What?” Her eyes widen in confusion, shock and denial all at the same time.

“You just said you like me,” Jimin couldn’t help himself at this point, one would call him cocky, but he couldn’t contain his pure joy.

“No, I didn’t,” she scoffed, denying her outburst.

“Yes, you did,”

“I did not!”

Jimin abruptly pulled on the hoody she was wearing, pulling her body closer to him resulting in Y/n effectively shutting up. “Yes, you did,” Jimin took the opportunity (and completely lost all sense of self control) to kiss both her cheeks and the tip of her nose as gently as he could with every word he said. Y/n was frozen in her place, not expecting to receive such action from Jimin who not only was her boss, but also the man she was a companion to.

“Am I dreaming?” she asked in a whisper. Jimin knew why she asked that, and it made his heart twitch knowing that she thought it was a dream because Jimin from the Dreamstate is the only one who would have the courage to make such moves. But that didn’t make him move away from her “No, you’re not,” he whispered back before letting her go.

“I should head back,” she says, closing her eyes as if she was attempting to wake herself up to make sure she really wasn’t dreaming. Y/n and Jimin reluctantly let go of each other’s hands. He offered to walk her back, but she declined the offer. In return, he asked one of the men who were keeping an eye on them to walk her back as he had a plan in mind and it wasn’t connected to Hobi’s prank.

“Mom? Dad?” Jimin says on the phone “Good evening, or is it morning there?” he smiles as they open their camera for the video call.

“Hi, Jimin,” her parents greeted him in return. “Long time no talk,” Jimin nods, smiling kindly at the couple.

“Is our Y/n doing okay there, Jimin,” Y/n's mother asks

“She’s okay,” he reassures them “But, I have a question for the two of you,” he says hesitantly, unsure of where it was going to take him.

“Oh, what’s that?” the father asks as Namjoon takes a seat beside him on the bottom of the staircase. Her parents weren't surprised to see staff or Namjoon with Jimin whenever he called them. Jimin has tried to learn English with so much effort for the past two years but only ever felt confident in speaking the vernacular whenever he was with his closest friends and family. Y/n's family counted as family and they didn't judge him but applauded him for his effort.

“Can I…” he started over “Can I tell her? About us?” Namjoon nodded as he put a hand on Jimin's shoulder as if to comfort her and let him know he was doing well which helped a lot with his nerves.

“In real life or in the Dreamstate?” the father questions “You do realize that we haven’t told her anything because we were waiting for you to tell her,”

Jimin stared at Y/n parents though his phone screen as he felt a rush of relief rush through his veins. His vision blurred as tears surfaced; tears he’s been stopping for so long.

“Jimin,” Y/n father started “You promised us that you’ll take full responsibility for our daughter and keep her happy. We thought the reason you hired her was because you were finally going to tell her everything, but she hasn’t told us anything yet.”

“We’re just waiting for you, Jimin,” Y/n mother smiles as Jimin wiped away his tears “Her memories are your memories too, and you know her better than we do. You’re the only one who can remind her what happened in her past. It’s up to you if you want her to remember you or not,”

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That evening in the Dreamstate:

“Why is there a tent here?” Y/n asks pointing at the tent in their backyard that could easily fit four Namjoons. Inside there were pillows, blankets and a foam mattress waiting for them.

“It’s called camping for a reason, princess,” Jimin grinned as he hopped in

“Ew,” she cringed “Don’t call me that,”

“You’re being one,” he remarked with a cocky grin. After the video call he had with her parents before he pulled his well planned out prank for Hoseok. He arrived at their shared room with her already knocked out cold hugging his pillow. Showering as quick as he possibly could he lies down next to her, not before pulling away his pillow from her tight grip, and wrapping his arms around her to meet her at the Dreamstate more willing than he had been the past few nights.

"I'M NOT!" She exclaimed

"Yes, you are! Now get in here!" He grabs her hand and roughly pulls her into the tent. Y/n braced herself for the painful fall but she was met with a memory foam mattress that broke her fall and she was welcomed by Jimin who decided to use her as a tree as he turned into a koala bear.

"Jimin, this was not what I said when I agreed to camp" she gasped out through his tight grip

"Too late, I'm sleepy," he says groggily

"You promised to tell me more about my past," she pointed out

"I did, but I'm tired. Let's just cuddle. We could talk some other day, I'm not going anywhere."

"How sure are you about that?"

"Yeobo, I'm just a part of you just as you're a part of me" he rolls his eyes before pecking her lips "Now go to sleep. There's a lot of sleep-catching-up to do."

"But,"

"No buts," he cuts her off, placing another kiss this time near the corner of her lips. Y/n froze in place and Jimin felt her freeze and knew from there that he had a better control of the situation but his actions were effective in making her shut up so he intends to use it in the future "Let's take a nap before I start"

“You’re stalling,” Jimin opens his eyes wide then sits up abruptly.

“You’re right I am, but only because we both know your roommate is a bother,”

“He’s asleep,” y/n tells him

“And who told you that?” She stares at him in confusion as Jimin stares at her “You’re hoping to see him here aren’t you?”

Y/n kept her mouth shut as she rose from the bed to sit facing him “You are…”

“Is that a bad thing to ask for?”

“No,” he holds her hand in his, running his thumb across the back of her hand. “I think you have to find yourself first and know about your past more before walking down that road again.”

“My mom told me that the other day,” Y/n confesses “I guess I’m just impatient to know if I do have a soulmate,”

“What makes you think you have one?”

“Why do you think this Dreamstate exists?” she asks him looking around the room, “This place would’ve never existed in my head if I didn’t have a soulmate.”

“You did your research,” he pointed out looking at the lightbulbs one by one.

“How could I not?” she smiles “Nearly three years of being alone here, I wonder if there was a reason this little island existed. And if I do have a soulmate, where is he? Why isn’t he showing up? I wonder if I did something wrong that it drove him away,”

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Jimin sighs “You know soon,”

“So tell me,” she insists, tightening her grip on his hands, “please”

“Would you rather I show you your memories?” he asks

“I think that’s a better idea,” she smiled

“Then close your eyes,” she did.

Jimin leaned forward wrapping his arms around her, Y/n did the same. As Y/n takes a deep breath, she gets a hint of the scent on his white sweater “That’s strange,” she noted “I can smell you, I think,”

“It’s probably the flowers outside the tent” he smiled as he rested his cheek on top of her head “Close your eyes and take a deep breath for me,”

Doing as he says. She closes her eyes and Jimin presses his lips on the side of her head and what Y/n sees behind her closed eyelids made her cry the moment she woke up, startling Jimin who looked up at her with a sleepy daze asking her if she was okay and when she kept shaking her head, he called for Namjoon immediately.

Jimin wondered if it was right to show her one of the best memories he’s ever had, which was the first night they met. He guessed it was heartbreaking for her to see him injured days after he was discharged from the hospital after needing a few stitches when he cut his eyelid. The next memory should be a happy one he decided, he had to try not to make her cry too much.

It was the first memory and it reminded him a lot of how he felt when they met for the first time when they were kids where his dad said he cried when he woke up looking for a little girl he dreamt of. Jimin felt like she most probably woke up the same way, and it broke his heart to know that his soulmate had gone through pain, sadness and loneliness because of him. He could only hope as he held sobbing body as he and Namjoon tried to calm her down that he could lessen the pain and finally fix their relationship to be together.

Because all Jimin wanted more than anything in this world was for his soulmate to be with him without the barrier of a secret keeping them apart; he wanted his soulmate back, the one who knew every part of him before the night of the car crash.

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A/N: Finally! Aftersooooo looonggggg. We’ve reached the ending of Part one of The Companion trilogy. This was not originally planned to be a trilogy but after much thought, it just had to be one.

The next part of the trilogy will be song based per chapter kinda like Girl of My Dreams is, but it will feature songs not just by Bangtan, but other artists as well.

For now, I’m planning to take a break from this Trilogy, don’t worry though, I’ll return for part two as soon as I’m done with GOMD.

In the meantime, please give my Yoongi fic, Girl of My Dreams, a lot of support!!! I have a lot of projects lined up for y’all, all I need is time and a personal computer to invest on lol.

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aceofwhump · 1 year

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Best buck injured and Bobby taking care of him fics

Annnnnnnnnnd go

There is not nearly enough of them out there!!! Here are my favorites where Buck is in need of some Bobby caretaking:

Radio Silence by madamewriterofwrongs Summary: “Don’t worry, we’re on our way to you.” “No.” His halting voice echoed through the radios gathered around the truck and everyone stopped. Eddie kept running. “The whole quadrant’s unstable. Sweep’s done. It’s not safe.” Bobby was going to have a long talk with him about his self-sacrificing habits. For now, he kept his words calm and authoritative; for both their sakes. “None of that, you just hold still. Are you injured?” There was silence. Around him, the paramedics and firefighters of the 118 waited with bated breath. “Pretty bad.” There was little humor in his voice, though they could hear him trying. “My head. And uh, hahaha,” his laughter came as a gust of air. “I’ve been impaled?”

Thicker Than Blood by altschmerzes Summary: Bobby and Buck are in a parking garage when part of the structure collapses, trapping them both inside. The collapse itself isn't too bad. The problem is that Bobby can't find Buck, and is too concussed to remember that Buck is no longer on the blood thinners that could make even a minor injury lethal. Bobby struggles to communicate to the incident commander outside, a stranger, as well as to Athena, exactly why it's so important that he remain inside the collapse. But Buck's never left him behind, even when ordered to. He's not about to betray that in return.

you never said i wouldn't go through it (just that i wouldn't be alone) by jcp_sob_rjl_lmep Summary: Buck woke up abruptly, staring at the ceiling, hands already clutching his chest. His heart pounded and his lungs heaved for air. What was it that Coma Hen had told him? That maybe his panic attack hadn’t been a panic attack at all, but his real body going through something? Buck was pretty sure this one was a real panic attack. aka, Buck wakes up from a nightmare and needs to know Bobby is alive.

The Future is Brighter than any Flashback by SilvertonguedClotpole Summary: "No dramatics" Bobby had made them promise- this would be a perfectly happy and fun BBQ that the entire crew was in desperate need of- and so, of course, something had to go and happen, right?! How could a simple handmade 'gift from the heart' from Chris end with Buck spiraling in Bobby's arms in the middle of Athena's back yard? With memories and insecurities that he had hidden away drowning him like the tsunami had tried to and the weight of losing Chris, and nearly Maddie, and Eddie finally taking its toll.

Are we destined to burn or will we last the night? by Mellaithwen Summary: Spoilers for 4x14 Survivors Bobby expects to find Buck pacing the corridors, tuned into the singular frequency of Eddie, Eddie, Eddie — his panic and fear coming off of him in waves — but instead, he finds him hovering off to one-side, standing so still and so silent that Bobby almost hadn’t noticed there was anyone there at all... Mehta had said that Buck wasn’t injured, he’d said that he needed the sweatshirt, that he was shaken up, but…this? Bobby's not sure he’s ever gonna forget the image of what his youngest firefighter looks like covered in his best friend's blood. aka Bobby arrives at the hospital just after Eddie’s been shot, and tries to deal with the fallout.

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Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Azusa [VAMPIRE ENDING]

ー The scene starts in front of the Sakamaki Castle

*Rumble rumble*

Azusa: Why...Why do all the people I wish to protect disappear...!?

*Woosh*

Kanato: Che...How am I supposed to know!? It’s not my fault!!

*Woosh*

Azusa: ...I’ve had enough of it...! ...Stop getting in my way!!

*Woosh*

*Rumble rumble*

Kanato: ーー Uwah!?

ー Kanato collapses

Kanato: Ugh...

Azusa: ...Fufu. Hahaha. I’ve finally got you cornered...

Kanato: Kuh...

Azusa: Kanato-san...This is...the endーー

*Thud*

ー Azusa hears Ruki’s voice in the back of his mind

Ruki: ( ーー Don’t do it, Azusa! )

Azusa: ーー !?

...Ruki...?

( Where is his voice coming from...? As if it echoes directly inside my head... )

Ruki: ( ーー Cut it out. You’ve done more than enough. You don’t need to get any more blood on your hands. )

( Remember who you truly are, Azusa. You’ve always been a younger brother we could be proud of, aren’t you? )

Azusa: ...I am...to all of you...?

ー A flashback ensues

Yuma: Kou and I are really grateful to have ya in our lives, ya know.

Kou: Exactly! Thank you for always being there for us!

Azusa: ...Uu...

Ruki: ...Of course, I am thankful to you as well, Azusa.

Azusa: ...You too, Ruki...?

Ruki: Yes. ...While it’s true that there might be some things you can’t do anymore because of your arm.

And I realize this greatly bothers you as well.

However, you are still indespensable to me.

I rarely ever voice this out loud, but I count on you.

If you hadn’t been there for me as my little brother, I doubt I would have been able to make it this far.

Azusa: ...Ruki...

ー The flashback ends

Azusa: ...Ah...Aah...Right...I...

I don’t...actually want to do this, do I...?

It’s just...I wanted to keep everyone safe from any risk, that’s all...

Ruki: ( ...Yes, exactly. Remember everything that has happened up till now, Azusa. )

( Take a look at Eve. She is the one you want to protect more than anyone else, no? )

Azusa: Eve...? ...Yui-san...?

...Ah...

I...Hold could I do such a thing to her...ーー

ー Azusa falls to his knees

*Thud*

Kanato: Azusa!?

Azusa: Uu...I’m sorry...I’m so sorry.

Not just to Eve...But to you too, Kanato-san...I’m sorry...

...What have I done...?

Kanato: ...

Monologue

I was pushed away by Azusa-kun,

and after that...

What exactly happened to me, I wonder?

Everything faded to black, I’m not quite sure myself.

All I know is that I could constantly hear Azusa-kun’s sad cries,

echoing inside my head.

I have to go see him right now.

That desire welled up inside of me.

And then.

I wish I could tell him straight-up,

that everything will be just fine... ーー

ー Yui opens her eyes

Yui: Ugh...Nn...

Yuma: Oi! Are ya alright!?

Kou: M-neko-chan!? Thank god...You woke up.

Yui: ...Where is Azusa-kun...?

Kou: If you’re looking for Azusa-kun...He’s over there. But he hasn’t been acting like himself this whole time...

Yui: ( Azusa-kun is looking at the ground while crying...? )

( I have...to go to him. )

Ugh...

ー She slowly gets up

Yuma: Wait, are ya sure ya should be gettin’ up all so quickly!?

Yui: Y-Yeah...I’m fine.

You two take care of Ruki-kun, okay...?

ー She stumbles over to Azusa

Azusa: ...Hic...I’m so sorry...All of you...

Eve...Ruki...Kanato-san...Kino-san, you too...

I...What on earth have I gone...Uu...?

Kanato: ...Ah god, could you shut up already?

How many more times do I need to tell you? I don’t know how the others feel, but we’re good.

I’ll even forgive you for standing up to me and trying to kill me.

So could you stop crying already? It’s annoying.

Azusa: Uu...Uu...But...

Yui: ( ...Ugh... )

Azusa-kun...

Azusa: Eve...?

ー She embraces him

*Rustle*

Yui: Don’t worry, Azusa-kun. Everything...will be okay now.

Azusa: B-But...

Yui: ...It’s fine. I’ll forgive you in everyone’s place.

So please dry your tears? I’ll be with you forever...

Azusa: ...

...Yui-san...I’m sorry...I’m so sorry...

Monologue

ーー The fight came to an end.

Ultimately, with Kino-kun showing up,

both in in front of Kanato-san,

as well as the Kings from the other clans who came to witness the execution,

the situation at the Demon World calmed down.

It was all his fault.

As soon as the word about this spread,

Ruki-kun and the others were no longer framed as traitors.

I wonder why exactly,

Kino-kun decided to join hands with the Church to get rid of all Demons,

despite being a Vampire himself.

What we discovered while looking into him,

is that he was somehow related,

to Karlheinz-san.

I am sure that it must have been feelings of resentment,

from the fact that he was never acknowledged as his son,

which pushed Kino-kun to do all those things.

If perhaps Kino-kun,

also had someone he shared a strong bond with like the Mukami’s do,

then perhaps all of those horrible events which went down,

would have never happened at all.

Ruki-kun was somehow saved,

and was promoted,

to be Eden’s very own caretaker.

Azusa-kun and I,

are living here in Eden with the others.

ーー And then.

While I and his brothers were there to witness the event,

Azusa-kun once again gave up his own arm.

Because none other than himself,

wanted to do so.

ーー He shall keep his family safe with his heart.

It would appear,

that those words Ruki-kun spoke to him back then,

have been deeply engraved inside his memory.

ー The scene shifts to the hallway at Eden

Yui: ...

( ...We’ve been through so much. )

( I honestly didn’t think Azusa-kun would decide for himself that he no longer needs his left arm... )

( But...Azusa-kun finally understood. That there’s something he’s capable of. )

Ruki: ...Oi, what are you daydreaming about?

Yui: ...! Ah, my bad...

Yuma: God, you’re as much of a doofus as ever.

Kou: Oh come on, don’t be so harsh on her. We’re nervous as well.

Yuma: ...

Come on, you’re gonna hand this to him, won’t ya? Hold it already.

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Are you sure? We chose it all together, didn’t we...?

Kou: Of course?

You’re the one Azusa-kun loves the most, so I’m sure he’ll be even happier to receive it from you!

Yui: O-Okay...!

*Knock knock*

Yui: ーー Azusa-kun, I’m coming in, okay?

ー They enter his room

Yui: Azusa-kun, do you have a minute?

Azusa: S-Sure...?

...What’s wrong? You’re all here...

Yui: ...Well, actually...ーー

*Rustle*

Yui: Here, for you. It’s a present from all of us.

Azusa: Eh...?

Kou: We picked it out together. Come on, open it!

Yuma: There’s somethin’ really important inside, so don’t ya dare drop it, ‘kay?

Azusa: O-Okay...?

ー Azusa rips open the present

Azusa: ...Eh...?

...Hey. Is this...!?

Ruki: ...It’s a prosthetic arm made especially for you.

You’ve done so much for us up till now. ...So consider it our way to thank you.

Azusa: ...!

T...Thank you so much. But are you sure...I can have something so wonderful...?

Kou: Ahー God. How many times do we have to tell you? You don’t need to deserve everything in life.

Next time you say that, we might just take this present back, do you understand?

Azusa: ...Y-You can’t do that...

Yuma: Then go ahead and try puttin’ it on. It’d be a shame to leave it in its box forever, no?

Yui: Right. Try attaching it right away?

Azusa: Y-Yeah...!

*Rustle rustle*

On certain CGs, little black roses will appear on the screen. If you click on them, you get an extra line of dialogue.

“This time for sure, I’ll grow stronger so I can protect you...Eve, I love you.”

“You’re the only person, I won’t let anyone else have. You are my very own Eve...So I’ll never let go of this hand.”

Azusa: ...Ah...!

...Hey, look. Does it suit me?

Yui: ...Yeah. It’s a perfect fit, Azusa-kun.

Yuma: It doesn’t have any special powers or anythin’, but I’m sure ya prefer this one, don’t ya?

Azusa: Yeah...This is perfect.

After all, to me...It’s a wonderful present, which shows how deeply connected we all are, more than anything else ever could...

Thank you...Everyone. ...Thank you, Ruki.

To you in particular, Ruki...I can’t express my gratitude enough...

When I had lost all hope...I could hear your voice. That’s how I managed to snap back to my senses...

Ruki: Didn’t I tell you? You’re always there to save me.

That’s why...It only makes sense I’d also be there when my younger brother is in a pinch.

Azusa: ...Yeah.

I’ve got all of you protecting me...Looking after me, don’t I?

Yui: You do, Azusa-kun.

Azusa: Hey...Yui-san?

Yui: Hm...?

Azusa: No matter what happens...My love for you will never change...

But...I’m not as powerful as Kanato-san...and I don’t have any money either...

So even if you stay by my side...You won’t be able to wear pretty dresses, and I might not be able to treat you to delicious food either...

But will you stay by my side regardless...?

Yui: Fufu, of course I will.

I honestly could care less about pretty clothes or yummy food.

What is most important to me...is you, Azusa-kun.

Azusa: ...Thank you.

I promise to keep my mind strong... keep you and the others safe from here on out...

Azusa: So from here on out...Please remain by my side, okay? ...Nn.

ーー THE END ーー

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milk vetch....... ritsu...........🙇 and also do you do emoji anons?!

S. RITSU, 20 milk vetch “your presence softens my pain”

A/N: i’ve been staring at this (^) ritsu card for who knows how long and then inspiration struck HAHAHA not much dialogue in this one (literally) but i like it! and to answer your question nonnie, i do take emoji anons! feel free to pop in my inbox anytime~ kickstart!

ritsu couldn’t help but admire you from his place on your lap. the way your eyes danced across the words upon pages, how your fingers eagerly yet gently flipped to the next page to see what happens next, and how utterly breathtaking you looked with the natural lighting of the sun and the tree’s shadow both casted around you.

this had to be heaven, he’s sure of it. it just felt so therapeutic and comforting to be real. he must’ve passed in his sleep and into the arms of some otherworldly heavenly body, that’s the only explanation his dazed brain could think of.

it had been a bit since he woke up from his nap, but the scenery both around and in front of him dissolved any and all resolve to tease you away immediately, mind drawing a blank.

it’s a miracle how you haven’t noticed that he was awake given his staring.

ritsu started thinking about his life and how much it became better after meeting you, how easily your mere presence softened his pain. and in his dazed stupor, he hadn’t realized he said that out-loud and that now your gaze was fixed on him with a quirked brow instead of on that book you were so intently reading moments earlier. “did you say something, ritsu?”

“hm? oh, nothing. i didn’t say anything.” he supplied quickly, cheeks subtly warming up a smidge.

“that so? must’ve just been hearing things.” ritsu just hummed and you returned to burying your nose into the pages, seemingly too invested in the storyline to continue conversation.

how did his thoughts spiral so much to the point he spoke aloud? whatever, guess that’s what love does to you.

wait. oh god. he was in love.

little does he know that you heard everything and now smiling like an idiot behind the hard cover of your empty notebook.

#have some of … whatever this is!!!#i think this one of my favs out of everything i’ve ever written #including outside of the enstars fandom too #short ‘n sweet #validis ventis quill #kickstart!#ensemble stars #enstars #sakuma ritsu #ritsu sakuma #ensemble stars imagines #ensemble stars x reader #enstars imagines #enstars x reader #sakuma ritsu x reader #ritsu sakuma x reader

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Omg I wrote an ask but then my app crashed, I’m not sure if it sent ☠️ um. Okay if you got this ask already, please feel free to ignore this… lets see if I can remember what I wrote hahaha rip

Like the recent anon you got, I may also need some reassurance about something. What do you do if you really like a character, but then they do something highly triggering, and then it changes your entire perspective of them? And yet, you still want to be with them? I just watched AP a week ago and I was starting to hyperfixate on it. I really like Patrick a lot, probably the first time I’ve ever shipped with a villain who is THIS ruthless, and I’d see him murder ppl on screen and I’d think “oh teehee he wouldn’t hurt my OC though :)” sjfhkshdjg it also helps that I skipped almost all of the murder scenes except the Paul one (my friend who LOVES this movie watched it with me, told me to look away while they fast forwarded through the scary parts) I really cannot handle horror at all, but I wanted to try seeing this movie because I love Christian Bale. So I suppose you can say I technically only watched 30 minutes of this movie XD

I was having a real good time coming up with fluffy stories for my OC and Patrick for a full week now. But then I foolishly watched the deleted scenes yesterday without asking my friend to check the video to see if it had any triggering content… and I liked the scenes very much, except the one with Courtney. That scared the shit out of me. I have had a personal experience of being sexually assaulted and hit in the bedroom without consent, so seeing Patrick kind of yank Courtney around and yell at her, and roughly pull out, hurting her, it definitely triggered me and I was stress vomiting afterwards for a few hours. And today I woke up and I still cannot stop thinking about it. I felt really, really good with Patrick up until I watched that yesterday, and I am so shaky and nauseous just remembering it. It just keeps replaying in my head, despite me trying to stop thinking about it. I believe the director commented that they deleted that scene and replaced it instead with the scene where Patrick and Courtney are simply talking after they had slept together, where she’s just feeling depressed and saying “if you don’t call before Easter, have a nice one” or something like that, I am paraphrasing. But it didn’t imply any violence had occurred beforehand, at least I really hope not

I know Patrick is awful. I know he’s horrible. I know he is the worst, I did this to myself by liking him in the first place. I feel very stupid when I vent about this to my friends, they’re like “well… just don’t ship your OC with him if it bothers you. He’s literally a serial killer, it shouldn’t surprise you that he would also hurt women sexually. Just stop thinking about it.” but it doesn’t feel that simple, I can’t just… stop, you know? I spent an entire week *obsessing* over this character. I got serotonin out of this, it was a habit to think of him; my brain cannot simply just say “oh whatever I’ll drop him then, move on to something else”. I have absolutely tried distracting myself with other interests in the last 24 hours. I have watched other movies that aren’t scary, I have looked at different characters from romantic comedies that don’t involve murder, I have binged SpongeBob episodes lmao, but my brain is very much attached to Bateman. I want to feel comfortable with him, I like him. I wanted to ship my OC with him very badly, and I still do! I know he’s fictional, I shouldn’t be overthinking this, but I feel so shaky and unsafe when I think about him now. I feel heartbroken like I’m going through a breakup, as silly as that sounds, because I have been really looking forward to making this character someone fun to write about. I keep reminding myself it was just a deleted scene, he didn’t really hurt Courtney in bed, but god… it was jarring to see it happening regardless. I know he does these things in the book, I know he’s despicable, but I really wanted to hope that movie!patrick could be someone I could potentially try testing the waters with. Like the anon you answered recently, I have also had a poor experience shipping with villains and I am trying to reclaim that for myself. It feels scary knowing he has the potential to be physically or sexually abusive, when I am trying to practice the whole “I am the exception with villains” thing. I’m so sorry, I am writing so much omg I promise I’m almost done

So I guess I’m just asking for you to lie to me and say he’d be gentle with people in the bedroom, or that he wouldn’t bother hitting somebody or hurting them because it doesn’t bring him satisfaction...? Or even just… he didn’t hurt Courtney… *wouldn’t* hurt Courtney. Or Evelyn. Or Jean. Or whomever else. Like, if he’s ruthless, I’d rather he just murder people, not assault them, does that make sense? Oh my god I know that sounds completely out of character but I need somebody who knows him very well to try to reassure me, if you were okay with that of course. You’ve been writing him for a long time so I think you’d know him best and i know if anyone can convince me that Patrick has a gentle side to him, it would be you. And if anybody else wanted to write reassurances in the replies as well, by all means, I need all the help I can get lol. If you wanted to respond to this, of course. Please don’t feel pressured to respond if you don’t want to! Forgive me for sending such a lengthy ask. I feel very silly. Have a lovely day, I very much enjoy your blog btw you seem like a very kindhearted person :) sending you hugs. Again, please don’t worry about responding if you don’t wish to.

Hello dear!

Jesus, it's such an honor to hear people say that I know Patrick very well, it literally makes me cry! 😭

I would tell you this - when it comes to having crushes and just interacting with different characters, we all have our own visions of them. Speaking for myself, as much as I try to write Patrick canonically, I don't really write any gore or him committing murders because my psyche blocks those aspects of his personality, but I don't judge people who write him really violent and brutal - that's just not my cup of tea. I can't say that I tried to find some good traits in his personality, no, I just accepted the fact that I fell in love with a narcistic, arrogant man who has mental problems and loves to manipulate people. All those "I can fix him" things never worked for me and I never really tried to imagine him changing in a good way for me. Actually, I just let him live rent free in my head, and as for the way I write him - sometimes I feel like I want to write him being gentle and loving - I really have a thing for sweet and affectionate Patty, sometimes (most of the time lmao) I'm into some really angsty shit, so probably most people don't like my writing because in my stories Patrick appears to be a dickhead and a total bastard. But like I said, we all look at characters from our own perspective and we have the right to imagine our crushes the way we want them to be. After all, only Bret Ellis can present Patrick's character the way he is supposed to be, since Ellis created him.

Speaking of the deleted scene with Courtney, it was a little different in the book, but yeah, I wouldn't recommend reading the book because it's much more triggering and disturbing than the movie. Honestly, when I read the book for the first time, I had a big breakdown because I felt disgusted by the things Patrick did in the novel and Bret did a great job of making Bateman a real monster, so I can say that the movie version of Patrick is less off-putting. Even now I try to avoid reading the book too often because some chapters make me really depressed. But I can confess that I'm one of those people who believe in the theory that Bateman didn't commit all those murders and that they were all in his head. In Lunar Park, Bret Ellis' other book, he hinted that all the murders were actually not real. So I can recommend you to read this book because it has a lot of interesting facts about Patrick Bateman as a character from the novel.

I hope I made you feel a little bit better, and my DM is always open to talk! Thanks for sharing this with me! 💕💕💕

*sending my love and hugs!*

#patrick bateman #american psycho #answered asks #thank you for the ask!#asks are always welcome #sending love ❤️

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