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[totaly-obsessed]

Opposites Attract

Kyra Cooney-Cross x reader

-> Kyra joins Arsenal and is intrigued by their young, quiet midfielder

➳ Masterlist

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The transfer window of the WSL was coming to a close, but that didn’t necessarily mean that everything was set in stone. It was Ian Wright who set the project “KCC to Arsenal” in motion – the people who had to do most of the work however were Steph Catley and Caitlin Foord.

It was their job to convince their fellow Aussie to join them in London. The youngster didn’t need much to be convinced, she was however interested in her new teammates, begging Steph and Cait for introductions.

She obviously knew most of the team already from watching them play the previous seasons and from stories but Steph obliged, while Caitlin excused herself. By this point they had gotten through most of the team, even the new signings when they came to the most important section, according to Kyra – the people her age.

“And then we have the younger ones – obviously the iconic duo of Gio and Katherine. They keep to themselves a lot though, and I am sure you noticed that neither got a lot of game time last season.” Kyra did in fact know that, already having done some of her own research. Gio’s TikTok page looked like she hung out with the blonde Danish girl a good bit.

“Teyah is the youngest, currently in recovery though.” Arsenal had its fair share of people going through rehab, among them Teyah Goldie, Beth Mead, Vivianne Miedema, Leah Williamson, and Laura Wienroither.

“Second youngest is y/n. Keeps to herself a lot, is quiet, and loves her books. Tends to be a little awkward at first.” The young Australian was curious now, she had seen you play - a fellow midfielder - but no matter how hard she tried, there was barely any social media content of you. Your personal account has just one picture with just you in it, which is the signing picture.

“Very close to Kim and Jordan before she left. The nicest girl I know.”

Kyra wanted to know just about everything, being incredibly interested in the mystery that was you.

Her signing was announced on the 15th of September – deadline day. You, like most of the Arsenal players, were in Germany at the Adidas Headquarters in Herzogenaurach – It was nice to be home again. During lunch, sitting beside Kimi you were nose-deep in your newest book when Caitlin and Steph burst onto the outdoor terrace “It’s official! Kyra is coming to Arsenal!” And just like that everybody was excited to meet the young midfielder everyone had heard so much about already.

Upon returning to London everyone met Kyra, who was already on the training pitch, waiting for her new teammates to arrive. Most of the younger girls immediately liked her, starting to joke around – and while the young Australian was incredibly stoked to meet you, she remembered Steph’s words ‘shy and awkward’. 

“Hi! I’m Kyra!” You sat next to the pitch, ignoring the break that was usually meant for drinks and reading instead. Your book was always next to the various bottles – Alessia had already tripped over it twice in her time at Arsenal.

“Hi – nice to meet you.” Your smile was a little crooked and unsure, not certain if the brunette would like to have her hand shaken. Kyra however, excited how she was, pulled you into a quick hug and promptly sat down next to you. She didn’t really say anything, just sat there while you read a few pages of your book – handing you a water bottle when Kim asked if you have had anything to drink yet.

The Scot waited for an answer but you didn’t hear her, too deep into your book. A soft nudge to your shoulder made you look to Kyra, who extended an arm with said bottle “You really should drink something.”

Yeah, the first time the two of you talked was awkward. But the brunette would not give up on you, getting closer to you day by day while getting to know your other teammates as well.

Not even two weeks after her signing Kyra was singing in the gym – loudly. While amusing, the sheer loudness the girl possessed, scared you a little. She and Caitlin were messing around on the ceiling-mounted rings, while Steph stood next to them filming the spectacle. In the background, the fans could see you just blatantly staring at the Aussies when Jen came up to you. “You know that you can just talk to her right?”

Your flinching showed the older footballer just how deeply you were distracted. “I don’t know what you mean.” And with that, you were off – but the Australians had already seen you.

“I think you have a better chance than you think Kyra!” The brunette who had her back turned towards you was confused – “What do you mean?”

It turns out that Kyra was much more relentless than you had thought, roping you into one conversation after the other. She even visited you at home, when you were not expecting her - filling your home with endless talks and many giggles.

The Arsenal woman appreciated how far she was willing to go, knowing that you had tried befriending Gio and Kathrine – but due to your shy and closed nature, they thought that you wanted nothing to do with them.

After Jordan left last season you hadn’t been quite the same – the extrovert to your introvert was missing. Kyra however, gladly took the job without even applying for it. She just showed up and stole it – just like your little heart that seemed to beat out of your chest whenever her hand brushed over your back, or when she kept sending you her most mischievous smile.

While Katie liked to make jokes about your inability to speak whenever the brunette was around, it was she who convinced you to ask Kyra out on a date.

She had been very upfront about her feelings towards you and confessed quite early on, but understood that you weren’t ready for anything at that point in time – So she waited for you to make the first move.

It was at your apartment when you asked her out. Kyra had noticed that you seemed off today, however, she didn’t know what was going on – so she filled the silence with her talking, and talking, and even more talking.

This was weird to her.

When it was just the two of you, you usually couldn’t stop talking either, stumbling over your words. “Okay! That’s enough. What is wrong with you?”

Your big eyes staring at her were enough to send Kyra into a deep state of panic, “It’s just- you seem so off! So I thought tha-“

“Go on a date with me?”

The silence was deafening. And just as you were about to ramble, your face already heating up, Kyra jumped quite literally on top of you, hugging you close to her “Yes! Thought you’d never ask!”

#woso x reader #woso imagine #arsenal wfc x reader #kyra cooney cross x reader #kyra cooney cross #woso

[cosmal]

𝐇𝐨𝐭 — 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧

day three of my christmas drabbles advent calendar

summary — you bring remus home to visit your family for the holidays. he grows to love spending christmas in summer.

warnings/tags — fem!afab!reader, she/her pronouns, reader goes swimming, reader has hair long enough to be tied back

note!! — this is a totally self-indulgent fic. and for all my aussie/kiwi marauders fans!!

“This is weird,” Remus murmurs, handing you a tray of prawns. Along with the water dish.

“They’re gross, I know,” you giggle. “My dad loves them.”

Remus shifts in his seat, “No, not that,” he’s smiling, “It’s hot. It’s Christmas. It’s Christmas and I’m in a t-shirt.”

"You can take it off if you want," you giggle over the top of your bottle, sitting back in your chair.

"I will not," he gasps.

You love this look on him. He's been here for a week and he's all sunkissed and glowy. If you weren't spending the holidays at your parent's house, you'd have already jumped his bones.

"You'll go swimming with me, though?"

The backyard is full of your family members. Cousins running around with sticky, red iceblocks in their hands - your aunty's chasing them in turn, with wet paper towels. They're loud. Really loud and they really love Remus.

You're not surprised, he's perfect. You think they might love him more than you do. Impossible, obviously. But your dad had sat down with him in the lounge room and seemed genuinely interested in whatever Remus was telling him about his work. Your father has never read a book in his life, but for your boyfriend, he'll listen to him ramble about writing processes and workshops. In turn, your dad will force him to watch the boxing day cricket match tomorrow because Australia's playing England, so Remus must know a thing or two about cricket test matches.

"I told your mum I'd help her with the desserts," he leans over to kiss you on the cheek. His lips a burning heat over your already warm skin. It feels nice.

"Then you'll come for a swim?" you ask hopefully, lips pouting. You know he will, he'll do pretty much anything to make you happy. Sometimes you despise him for it in a totally loving girlfriend type of way. He's already in his swimming trunks. His legs looking fucking lovely.

He gets up from his seat at your outdoor table and it scrapes along your deck, "I'll be 20 minutes," he says with one more kiss. Quicker than the last but still as fond. You think maybe, even more, when he presses his fingers into your scorched skin.

You let him and your mum dish up trifles and a pavlova that always seems to be bigger than the year before. Remus says something really stupid and it makes your mum laugh. A full-on, hearty chuckle that is usually only produced at the cost of your own father. You smile all the way to your room.

Once in your swimmers, a set that you know Remus loves, modest enough in your own backyard, surrounded by your own family, but enough that you'll expect to be stuck to your boyfriend's side for the rest of the day. You walk back out to your backyard to find him in the middle of your lawn.

A cousin wrapped around his leg, another climbing their way up his torso. He's laughing, you're not sure how, because they both keep kneeing him in bruisable areas as they climb him like a jungle gym. Eventually, they pull him to the soft grass and it ends up in a sort of tickle-fight. It's more giggling than anything.

Your chest fills with as much warmth as you think it can allow without you feeling the urge to cry. Watching him get along with your family so well is more than you'd ever expected. He keeps surprising you and then he doesn't because he's Remus. Your boyfriend Remus, and he treats you with so much love and respect that you know that's just him. It's second nature to him and you'd expect nothing less for the people he knows you love also.

You know you're staring, you can't help it. Your cheeks ache with how wide you're smiling. Remus walks up to you once he's toddler free and pokes you in the cheek. You snap out of the little lovesick bubble you'd found yourself in.

"He's strong for four years old," Remus laughs, kissing you on the cheek again like he can't help it. You know he can't because you kiss him just as often.

"My aunty thinks he'll be good at rugby," you giggle.

"Or wrestling."

You lean in to wrap your arms around his waist, he doesn't let you. You startle, confused.

"I've never seen this before," Remus can be smug when he wants to be, sliding a finger under the strap of your swimmers, snapping the tight material against your skin.

"Yes, you have." You go too shy under his loving gaze. His eyes droopy but still full of mirth. You can feel a heat eat its way up your chest. If he makes fun of you for it, you'll be sure to blame it on the sun.

"Right," he runs the material between his fingers, distracted.

"Remus, stop it," you mumble. Completely melted.

"Stop what?" Still smug.

"Just take your shirt off, please. I wanna go for a swim."

Remus doesn't have to be asked twice. He takes his white button-up off, a gift from your family, and you try to ignore the feeling you suddenly have to stare more than would be acceptable in your setting. You also ignore the wolf whistle your uncle let's out.

Remus genuinely blushes.

"I think my family really likes you," you tell him, tracing a scar in the hinge of his elbow.

"I'm really happy they do," Remus pulls the hair tie from your wrist, moving to tie your back from your face. His fingers tickle your neck and you shiver despite the temperature. Remus grins. "I didn't just spend fifteen minutes decorating a Pavlov for no reason."

You snort. "Pavlova."

"Hmm?"

"It's a pavlova."

"Right..." he chuckles.

"Pavlov was the guy with the dog theory."

It's Remus's turn to snort. "Dog theory."

"Yeah."

He traces a knuckle down your cheek, "You're adorable."

"Stop it."

"Really."

"Remus..."

"That's why I'm really sorry." He says. Suddenly serious.

"For what?" you ask. Also suddenly just as confused as he is stern.

He doesn't respond.

"For what, Remus?"

The squeal you let out when Remus throws you over his shoulder is loud and pretty, in his own opinion. That's why he has no problems when you tug at his hair to stable yourself. You're suddenly dizzy, blood rushing to your head. Remus feels worse when you giggle in his ear.

"Remus!" Your protests are broken up by peels of laughter.

"I said I'm sorry!" he laughs.

"Don't! I'm serious."

He jumps in the pool, pulling you under with him and you both come up, smiling like idiots. Your family roars with adored laughter and your smile widens.

You swim towards him where he's standing just before the deep end. His laughter dies down as you pull him down so the water's up to his neck.

"I hate you."

Remus lets you wrap your legs around his waist. Content with holding you up. "No, you don't."

"We're breaking up."

Remus gasps, "Don't tell your dad."

"I think he'd die," you giggle.

"I think I would too."

You press your face into his wet chest, "Don't die."

"Never," he sighs. He has zero problems with kissing you over chlorine-soaked hair.

Christmas in the summer is better, Remus thinks. But only if he gets to spend it with you.

#remus lupin #resmus lupin x reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fan fic #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin fanfiction #marauders #the marauders #marauderx reader #marauder fanfiction

[hearted-anon]

Favouritism isn't appreciated..

Words: 1.2k Notes: Ahh my first fic.. T/w : Rough tickles, being pinned (no restraints though!), Felix is upset, platonic relationships, we'll see bin in another life.. Lee: Changbin Ler(s): Hyunjin, Felix

Felix loved Changbin. To say love was probably an understatement, he was head over heels for the older. The brownie boy would go to any length to admire the rapper in his work, be it own a body pillow with Changbin's face on it, massaging his muscles to no end, confessing his love proudly or even outright speak that the dwaekki was his ideal type in men, Felix had an arrow practically through his heart at the sight of the man.

How unfortunate it was then, for Hyunjin's presence. Despite Felix loving Changbin to no end, he didn't stand a chance against the prince, whom practically won Changbin over by doing nothing. Of course Lix wouldn't mind, he loved all his members, but an overriding wave of jealousy overtook him whenever Changbin ignored the brownie boy's love for Hyunjin's miniscule amount of love that the dwaekki would drool over.

That's how he found himself sulking in the corner of his room, gaming his worries away to drown out his jealousy that chained his once angelic heart to the floor. It didn't help that he lost, only further tugging him into a pit of darkness by the tendrils of envy and being just in a terrible mood in general. To his utter dismay, or happiness, the artist that he was so envious of trekked into the room at that exact moment, wearing a concerned frown for the younger.

"What's wrong, Angel?" Hyunjin sighed, only further frowning when the brownie boy pouted at his presence.

"It's just...why does Bin-hyung love you more than me?" Felix furrowed his eyebrows at the thought, placing his headset down gently despite his feelings being the want of just throwing them out. But they were expensive; He couldn't do that.

"He doesn't though? He loves you just as much.."

"He fawns over you everyday but never does that to me!"

"C'mon now yongbok, don't be so grumpy over this.."

"B-But.."

"How about we teach Changbin-hyung the consequences over favouritism?"

And that was settled. Felix's pout turned into that sunshine smile once more, wide enough to split open the earth and melt anyone's heart who looked at it, including Hyunjin. The artist couldn't help but smile softly back at the cheered up Aussie, the feeling of wanting to cuddle him to death was almost unbearable, almost.

They both hunted down the oldest, who as usually, had made another home in the gym. Changbin stared in confusion when the duo walked over, sitting up from his push up position to pay more attention to his favourite sunshines. Oh poor Bin, if only he knew what they were playing. Felix resisted the urge to gawk at those muscles coated in sweat, he could feel his pre-debut self begging for escape at the sight, brought back to reality when Changbin let out a scream as Hyunjin tackled the older.

"W-What are you doing-?! Hwang Hyunjin!" The dwaekki yelled out when his arms were pulled up with ease and sat on by the artist, how lucky the duo was to catch their prey right it's workout, already worn out and perfect for their plan. Felix crawled over with an innocent smile, poking once at the perfect tummy he loved so much, earning a soft squeal.

"Do you know the consequences of favouritism, Seo Changbin? You've been avoiding me these past few days for Hyunjin, do you know how much that broke my heart?" Felix whispered, he felt his own heart weigh heavily at the words he tried to conceal as a joke. Changbin's face dropped to a frown and a look of concern, he would've coddled the boy in affection by now if his arms weren't held up by a certain ferret.

"I'm sorry Yongbok, I-I can make it up to you-" Changbin couldn't finish his sentence before Felix dug his fingers right into the centre of Bin's armpits, kneading the flesh akin to a massage. The dwaekki shrieked before dissolving into the cackles, still trying to apologise in the process, it melted the duo's hearts to see how guilty the rapper really was.

"Nah ah...don't be sorry, just take the punishment. Apologise again and you'll see..." Hyunjin whispered tauntingly, earning a nod of agreement from the sunshine like Changbin could reply under the cackles.

"LIX! P-PLEHEHEASE! I CAHAHANT TAKE IT! I'M SO SOHOHORY!" Changbin squealed and stamped his feet onto the soft tiles of the gym floor, the massage on his bare armpits exposed so nicely from the tank top he thought would ventilate out his muscles driving him crazy.

The duo only tsked in disapproval of the apology, the artist lifting up the rapper's shirt for a moment, exposing that cute tummy Felix adored so much to Changbin's dismay. But nothing happened, not to his tummy.

Changbin only realised how cruel the ferret could be when he felt fingers kneading and drilling at his hips instead, his entire bare torso left alone. It was all a ploy, to trick the dwaekki into thinking his stomach was next just to move to another terrible spot. Binnie threw his head back onto his own arms with another loud shriek, hysterically begging for mercy under his duo's favourite that wrecked him to pieces.

"Jinnie-hyung, do you think he's happier with us or one of us?" Felix asked the artist seemingly innocently, as if they weren't having the oldest cackling under their fingers for mercy.

"Hmm...I'm not sure, Bin-hyung, why not you answer?" Hyunjin giggled in response, switching to kneading right into the dips of the rapper's hips, driving him absolutely ballistic if Felix's massaging in his armpits weren't enough.

"BOHOHOTH! I LOHOVE BOTH OF YOHOHOU!" Changbin screamed out, tears of mirth starting to cloud his vision from the two pairs of hands wrecking him to pieces. He thought maybe that was the right answer, if only he knew how cruel sunshine's could be when they burned.

He was met with a buzzing sensation of a raspberry onto the top of his navel, then another on his neck. He presumed it was Hyunjin at his neck, and Felix at his tummy but he couldn't take it, he couldn't think straight. One last shriek and out his voice went, silently suffering under their lips and fingers that knew exactly how to get him to scream for mercy. Although the dwaekki's hands did slip from Hyunjin's grasp, they couldn't do anything, too weak for it anyway. Tears slipped down his red face to the collar of his shirt, shaking and trembling for mercy.

The duo eventually let up, Hyunjin getting off Bin's arms to rub soothingly at his torso, relishing in the hiccups and leftover giggles the oldest let out from the intense punishment. Felix on the other hand just took advantage of the tiredness, snuggling up in Changbin's chest promptly and properly massaging his shoulders. Changbin couldn't move sandwiched between Hyunlix, left to the giggling aftermath of the punishment he was sure he didn't deserve.

Maybe he did, as barely a minute into the cuddle he found himself smiling into Hyunjin's neck, earning a grunt from Felix which made him squeak and flush red from the memories of being punished beforehand. Felix chuckled and so did the artist in return, and soon enough the three fell asleep soundly on the gym floor, the softness of each other's chest being enough to soothe them, be it unhappy jealousy or aching guilt.

Changbin was definitely more cautious of his affection showing now, especially with a brownie boy hunting him down like a hawk who knew the benefits to being the rapper's favourite...

#lee changbin #ler hyunjin #ler felix #this might be for sana. #maybe. #..?

[lazystar]

Break Downs Come in Many Shapes and Sizes

Roommate!Chan X Fem!Reader

Author Note: This is my first attempt at fic writing pls be nice LMK if we want to see this finished :) Pls Reblog and Comment if you like it!!

Warnings/author rambling: Idiots/Enemies to Lovers, swearing worse than an angry trucker, Jisung is Y/N’s Twin, Chan is kind of a moron, Reader is very cranky all the time, Reader has big black cat gf energy. My grammar might suck and this is so dialogue heavy.

Word Count: Definitely more than 5

Rating: Let’s Say PG-13 for now probably not gonna write any pants off dance off material … for now

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“Y/N I uh… I ummm IlikeyoualotandIwanttotakeyouout”

“I’m sorry what?”

“I like you a lot and I want to take you out”

Well Saturday morning brunch just took a turn, a baffled laugh leaves your mouth and before you can even think the word vomit leaves your lips as your tirade begins you stand in front of Chan with clad in your pajamas your (his )tee shirt that falls almost to your knees, sleep shorts, and fuzzy socks. Your lazy sleepy haze interrupted by the sobering fact that what you’re used to is completely different from what the reality before you. He can’t help to think that even upset and looking like you rose from an eternal slumber you look absolutely gorgeous.

“What do you mean you like me?! You-you hate me?! I hate you, hasn’t it always been this way?!?! This has to be some kind of fucking joke.” An exasperated sigh cuts your rant off, only briefly and you shake your head looking down for just a moment trying to make sense of what the hell is happening. “I don’t even know why you hate me Chan.” As you say this your eyes leave the floor, deciding that the fuzz of your socks was not distracting enough from the conversation at hand. You choose instead to look him in the eye and convey everything you had bottled up for the long months you’ve shared your home with Chan. “I genuinely don’t understand how I deserved any of your teasing, jokes, pranks, I guess your interrupting any date I thought would happen in the apartment somewhat makes sense now. Beyond that nothing you did made any sense to me besides the moments you showed a shred of kindness my way. But even those confused me, one day you pack me a lunch for work, the next you interrupted my date making the guy think I was trying to cheat on a boyfriend I don’t even have. Think about it if you were me— how would you feel right now? I was only ever kind to you when I moved in, I did all the chores, cooked extra meals for you since you would forget to take care of yourself, I would even wash your crusty gym socks for you when you forgot! But all you ever really did was try and antagonize me, not in a brotherly way like Jisung, more like an elementary school or middle school bully. You know now that I think about it… I-I didn’t always hate you, I misspoke on that when I said that I always did, but the feeling grew because you only ever hated me— or acted like you did. So forgive me for my lack of understanding here as to how the fuck you like me.” Your voice almost drops to a whisper as the thought goes through your mind- this could be another one of his pranks, maybe he’s taking it too far this time. The incredulous and hurt look on your face showed that you were telling the truth, well, your truth. The growing hurt starts to reflect in your eyes as you gnaw on your bottom lip trying to not show weakness in front of the Aussie.

As your hands flew about almost comically during your monologue, Chan stood there across the kitchen island in looking almost comfortable—clad in his usual Saturday uniform of a classic black tee, black gym shorts, and of course his beanie. The other signature part of his look, that annoyingly attractive smirk was gracing his features but if you looked a bit too long his way you would have seen that the typical arrogance of his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. In fact his eyes betrayed the fact that he was mentally running a marathon realizing what he thought was playing off his feelings for you— one of his best friend’s’ sisters, someone who he had been attracted to for so long— was actually him ruining something he had dreamt of. You didn’t see it as playfulness—you saw it as him being a bully, a jerk, and he could see why. In his heart from the moment he saw your sweet and almost shy smile the day you had moved in for your third year or university he wanted to be more than roommates, but to be more than that he had to have shown you that he had been into you. Instead he had played into the old fashioned “if he teases you he likes you” mentality that had sort of died out decades ago. Acting more like a spoilt child than a man in his mid twenties.

Chan could do nothing but let out his own humorless laugh a sadness filled chuckle rumbling out of his chest and his curls flopping out of his hat as he shook his head, as much as he wanted to he couldn’t dare step closer to you, instead he let the kitchen island act as a barrier between you. He took advantage of the heavy silence that filled the room and decided now was time to say his piece. He didn’t want to show how your words impacted him just yet. So rather than being a bit more tactful he chose to start off acting like he always did around you — like a bit of an ass.

“Come on Y/Nnie when did I ever say that I hated you? Name one time I expressly said that…quickly.” The teasing tone of his voice cut through the thick uncomfortable air between the two of you . He couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at the the stutters and incomprehensible sounds that left your mouth which told him all he that needed to know.

“You and I clearly both know that I never said that. Not once did I ever say ‘Y/N my darling roommate, sister of one of my closest friends, I hate you’ because sweetheart I do not hate you. I do actually care for you— even if I did find some joy in your cute grumpy reactions whenever I was being a jerk. You said it yourself that you hate me and quite honestly that breaks my heart.” You weren’t sure if you were right but he almost sounded choked up when he admitted that hearing you voice your feelings so harshly upset him. He continued on “I’m sorry for being so childish and hiding my feelings like a coward, I was an asshole to you and I see now what you meant by my mixed signals. I fucked up acting the way I did. Anyways I’ll uh—I’ll see you around.” He awkwardly finished his apology and you were frozen, unsure of what to say or do. When you looked at his face you could see that the typical confidence that radiated off of Chan was gone, what was left was a crestfallen, heartbroken young man. As he gathered his things to walk out your shared front door internally you wanted to pull him into your arms and console him. On the outside you could do nothing but stand there, your mind reeling realizing you may have just fucked everything up, you may have truly ruined your chances of getting to know the real person behind the arrogant facade the Australian man had built. Deep down you wished that you two had a different dynamic, but you had never known how to broach the subject. Maybe now was your chance. Fighting your panic response to freeze like a statue and attempting to start a new your wavering voice called to him.

“Chan—Chris! I uh— wait!! I-“

Before you could even say your full thoughts which you had barely conjured up, he was out the door, jacket and keys in hand and his head held low in what could only be described as devastation. As the door slammed you could do nothing but stare at it, your mind screamed at you telling you that you should run after him, pull him into your arms, explain that you were lying about hating him, that you wanted to be genuine with one another and get to know the real Chan. Instead you stood there frozen, tears burning at your eyes and slowly cascading down your cheeks. It was likely too late to run after him. Even through he was debating in the hallway if he should go back inside and try to fix things between you two. Thinking you were still upset he chose to go and drink away the pain, an unhealthy coping skill one of his friends would likely scold him for. As for you you chose to throw yourself an I may have just fucked up with the guy I secretly might be head over heels for and I feel like world’s biggest idiot party — or as Melanie Martinez would say… a pity party.

Thus your signature pity party routine began and you like an idiot did what always did when you chose avoidance instead of facing your troubles head on… You coped with distractions; step one: ice cream, step two: find a drama where you could be mad at the characters instead of yourself (or watch a true crime documentary and solve the case before the detectives), step three: cry into a pillow. Obviously your routine did not always go in that order given you were prone to crying at anything that might be even a smidge sad or frustrating. As you yanked open the freezer you were faced with a horrific sight, the last pint of salted caramel swirl ice cream was gone. The frozen dessert was a very important aspect of this routine you had been following since high school. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back—you had ENOUGH, your oh so essential pity party plans were now completely and utterly ruined and you had nothing punchable nearby to let out your emotions.

So like any logical adult in their twenties you choose to be mature, someone your therapist would have been proud of. Actually your therapist would be shocked to see you heave your body over to the couch and gracefully flop facedown and have a toddler style temper tantrum. Feet kicking, fists pounding the soft faux leather, and scratchy screams leaving your throat only to be muffled by the cushions below you. Before you could give an angry two year old a run for their piggy bank’s worth of savings a loud ring of your cellphone phone interrupts the anger fest.

“Jisung this better be good I’m in one of my wallowing in my sorrows sessions” you all but bark at your twin brother.

“Well I obviously hate to interrupt but Chan-hyung is drunk on my porch saying he ruined everything between you two and — oh well he’s now on my living room floor crying hugging that stuffed wolf you left here last week. So dear sister of mine would you care to explain what the fuck happened? It’s barely 1PM and the man is wasted and sobbing like he just watched Titanic for the first time.” The sass and annoyance your twin always seemed to have practically slapped you through the phone’s speaker. You let out a sigh and slumped further into the couch cushions and took a second to articulate your thoughts.

“He didn’t ruin anything, I did and big time. Like worse than when you puked in front of your crush at the graduation party in high school.” You sadly laugh and before Jisung could yell at you for bringing that memory up you tearfully begin to explain what just happened between you and your frustratingly handsome roommate.

As you spiral Jisung interrupts with a chuckle of pure exasperation at two of his favorite people truly not operating with the shared braincell of your trio.

“So you two morons both like each other and covered it up with teasing like you’re in second grade?”

“Well when you put it that way we both sound pretty dumb huh? Please let him sober up with you and Wolfie while I try and make it up to him.”

He agrees and the familiar hang up tone of the phone call echoes in your ear. Just how are you going to make this right?

#stray kids x reader #roommates to lovers #bang chan x you #bang chan x reader #skz fanfic #So sorry if this is garbage #lazystarwrites

[iluvchanniesposts]

stray kids as boyfriends //headcanons//

chan

⋞ packs your lunch for work

⋞ takes off your makeup if you’re tired/drunk

⋞ teaches you how to make music

⋞ allows you to write lyrics/ideas for him

⋞ gets jealous of how close you and hannah are

⋞ loves your friendship with seungmin

⋞ prefers movie nights > date nights

minho

⋞ takes pictures of you with his cats

⋞ helps you learn korean if you’re struggling

⋞ doesn’t like being ignored by you

⋞ small spoon>big spoon

⋞ cooks you different dinners every night

⋞ takes the bags from you if they’re too heavy

⋞ lays on you as a sign of affection

changbin

⋞ teaches you his gym routine

⋞ scolds you for not following his dietary recommendations

⋞ rubs his thumb on your hand when holding it

⋞ always opens doors/slides out chairs for you

⋞ does your hair if you’re too tired

⋞ loves being babied by you

⋞ arms are open for you, always

hyunjin

⋞ paints you for inspiration

⋞ takes you to museums to educate you

⋞ let’s you experiment makeup looks on him

⋞ rolls up your sleeves if your hands are full

⋞ braid each other’s hair before bed

⋞ sniffs your hair/clothes to feel at home

⋞ paints your nails artistically

han

⋞ tries to beat you at every time + sulks when he loses

⋞ brags to the boys about you

⋞ let’s you decide his next hair colour

⋞ late night grocery shopping trips

⋞ midnight snacks + cosy movies

⋞ tangles your bodies together so tightly that you can’t move

⋞ huge cuddle bug

felix

⋞ teaches you everything about australia

⋞ scratches your back/scalp to help you sleep

⋞ films mukbangs with you

⋞ laughs at your attempt of his aussie accent

⋞ takes candid pictures of you doing literally anything

⋞ begs you to star in his tiktoks

⋞ hates it when you call him ‘felix’ and not his pet name

seungmin

⋞ play fights with you way too much

⋞ pulls the duvet off you so you get cold and cuddle into him

⋞ lays his head on your lap all the time

⋞ holds your hand when in public spaces

⋞ buys you matching outfits

⋞ gifts you things that remind him of you

⋞ gives you random/funny nicknames

jeongin

⋞ only allows you to cuddle him

⋞ late night deep chats

⋞ loves to go on beach walks

⋞ pretends he hates it, but loves when you style his hair

⋞ gives you fashion advice

⋞ takes the best pictures for your instagram

⋞ never fails to tell you how beautiful you are

#stray kids #skz #skz x reader #bang chan #lee minho #stray kids minho #hwang hyunjin #skz changbin #hanjisungsoft #felix #skz seungmin #skz jeongin #straykids soft #skz soft thoughts #skz soft hours

[quokka143]

cities in the us I think skz would be from

♡ chan - seattle, washington

I will die on the hill that chan is seattle coded. he just fits the grunge aesthetic so well, and after he performed smells like teen spirit in seattle it just solidified it for me. skz music definitely has some grunge influences so I think he would have gotten his start in the underground seattle music scene.

♡ lee know - new orleans, lousiana

where the weird and the mysterious thrive, so too would lee know. his entire vibe is dark and alluring on the outside but once you look past the exterior you see someone full of resilience, strength, and endless things to discover and to me that's very new orleans. since he makes such a charismatic host I feel like he'd be hosting walking tours through the fernch quarter where he can tell some ghost stories here and there and maybe give the tourists a little scare for his own entertainment.

♡ changbin - jersey city, new jersey

if you say changbin isn't jersey coded you're lying to yourself. our loud, muscular king would fit in perfectly with the jersey gym and beach culture. I could see him going to the gym during the day and out to the clubs at night to shake his ass to his favorite songs with his friends.

♡ hyunjin - newport, rhode island

okay follow me on this one, I know this sounds a little obscure but for some reason when I think of hyunjin as someone from the usa all I can think about is him living in some new england town painting the fall colors or sitting on his porch in a seaside home painting the ocean. it seems so peaceful and I feel like that suits him.

♡ han - new york city, new york

hanji is so nyc coded to me and since the maxident trailer lives rent free in my head, here we are. like imagine him living in a little new york apartment while he chases his music producer dreams. every night on his way home he pops into the bodega down the street to grab something to eat and gives their resident cat a few pets before heading home to work on more tracks in his home studio.

♡ felix - miami, florida

I feel like our aussie beach boy just needs to be somewhere warm and sunny with a good nightlife and let's be honest, miami is the place for that. he'd probably spend his days at the local dance studio before heading down the beach for a swim to relax after.

♡ seungmin - portland, oregon

seungmin's entire vibe just screams cozy coffee shop on a rainy day. I could see him sat by a window reading a book and sipping his americano just spending the afternoon soaking up the warmth and delicious smells inside the cafe. he would probably have a favorite spot he always sits where he can gaze out the window and people watch.

♡ jeongin - los angeles, california

we already know jeongin is from busan, he's accustomed to beautiful beaches, colorful places to explore, and great food, so to me it makes sense he'd be from los angeles. I feel like he'd be working his way towards being a singer and maybe giving some vocal lessons on the side to help himself along. on the weekends he's probably exploring some new place to eat with his friends.

#skz #stray kids #skz imagine #stray kids imagine #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han #felix #seungmin #jeongin

[xgmtmdmx]

Close - chapter two texting

I woke up around 6 and decided to take poppy for a walk , you chose this outfit

Poppy is a grey staffy, she’s three

You were walking around town until you got a text , I looked at my phone and saw it was from Demi 

Dems/Rhea 💜🖤: hey i don't know if you are awake yet but do you wanna go to the gym later?

Y/n🫶:  hey yeah I'm just taking poppy on a walk wanna meet at half seven?

Dems/Rhea💜🖤: yeah sure , see you then

I go home and get ready before going to meet Rhea and drive to the gym when I walk in I feel someone staring at me but can't see them , then I feel someone jump on my back and I scream and hear an Aussie accent laughing and feel them get off , I turn around to see Demi 'for fuck sake u scared me dem' 'dem? That's new' ' oh yea sorry' 'no it's fine I like it , I think I might start calling you y/n/n now' you smile at her as she smiles back , you see her looking at your tattoos as you walk over to the dumbbells and start deadlifting weights with Demi spotting you , you feel her hands trace your waist as a shiver goes down your spine

*time skip* 

“Why in the name of god do you need a bottle so big” she asked you , “I like my water and it holds my phone” you shot back “what if your bottle gets taken , then your phones gone too” she smirks “well no.1 I can buy a new one , or I could use find my iPhone” you laugh “ plus I only bring it to the gym or to the performance centre anyways” “fair enough” she replies.

When use are finally done Demi asks if you wanna go for lunch , you say u need to go home and get ready but can meet after , when you go home you walk in and see poppy asleep in the most weird position and take a picture to send to Demi 

Y/n 🫶 :  someone's having a good sleep 

Dems/Rhea 💜🖤: omg she's so cute , we should take our dogs for a walk sometime, Barry and Luna would love poppy 

Y/n 🫶 : OMG yes we could take them to the dog park 

When you finally Finish getting ready you go to meet Demi you go eat food then you go home to get ready for a match you have later that night

*authors note* 

Hey guys so I'm still figuring out how to add pics and stuff to the story but I hope y'all like this chapter I know it's a bit rushed 

Hope you have a great day/night 🫶 also this story is on wattpad but it’s more detailed here over there I’m under the name rheaismami23 , im the same on tiktok and Twitter , if you have any requests for oneshots or the even the book please don’t be afraid to reach out

outfit for the gym:

Water bottle without the strap and bag :

Poppy on the sofa (imagine she’s grey and looks like this) :

Outfit for lunch :

#the judgement day #rhea ripley x reader #wwe x reader #wwe smackdown #women of wwe

[pankowperfection]

Hey queen do you think we could get some Austin north smut/fluff I’m a whore for him! 😏🤤 thank you, I’m literally in love with your stories ❤️

Two Can Play

Summary: busy schedules lead to self indulgence

Warnings: smut, mutual masturbation, mentions of porn, daddy kink, mentions of sex, 18+

Austin had been pushing himself so hard lately; working on wrapping up filming of season 3, photo shoots for the brands he represents, trying to keep in top shape by hitting the gym almost every day. Your work had also kept you busy, typically starting your days before he was awake and ending while he was already asleep, snoring softly and tangled in your sheets. There had been next to no time for you to spend together, every waking moment spent doing something productive rather than basking in the comfortableness of each other's presence.

After weeks of running on fumes, filming finally was finished. This left Austin at home and bored most days, trying to catch up on his rest while also entertaining himself while you worked. The dark circles slowly started to fade from under his eyes, the sparkle you were used to seeing in them starting to return. You got to log off early on Friday, letting out a deep sigh at the feeling of content shutting your laptop for even a few mere hours brought you.

Seeking out Austin you shut the door to your office, walking down the hall and assuming he was in the living room. Your search came up empty, instead forcing you to climb the stairs, pushing down the exhaustion settled deep into your bones knowing that his warm embrace would do wonders to melt the tension in your shoulders. As you approached the master bedroom you heard the unmistakable sound of his low moan, shocks of electricity making their way to your core. You tiptoed closer, pushing the door open just a crack to get a glimpse at what he was doing.

He looked damn good, propped up against the headboard with his eyes glued to his phone in his right hand, no doubt watching some sort of porn. His plush bottom lip was trapped between his teeth, eyebrow furrowed as he tried to keep his sounds of pleasure at a low volume. You wished you had his lip held captive instead, trapping it between your teeth and giving a tug like you know he loves. His left hand is wrapped around his length, stroking fast and making the muscles in his arm pop up deliciously. You had to shut your mouth to stop the drool from dripping onto the floor, almost forgetting how good his cock could make you feel.

Arousal surging through your system you push the door open slowly, striding in to sit down at the edge of the bed. "Shit baby, I'm sorry. I know you're super busy but I just couldn't get him to go down without some relief." He shamefully locks his phone and sets it aside, blush creeping up his neck as he meets your gaze with his hand still wrapped around his cock but no longer moving. "Its okay Aussie - you looked so hot. Don't stop just because of me. How about I join you?"

With his eyes transfixed on your frame you pull off your shirt, tossing it aside before sliding your shorts down your legs. He swallows thickly as you peel off your bra, nipples hardening against the cool air and the heat of his gaze. You climb back onto the bed, settling at the edge opposite of Austin. Holding eye contact you spread your legs wide, giving him the perfect view of your bare pussy, folds glistening in the low light from the lamp on the side table. "Damn sweetheart, you're so beautiful. You gonna touch yourself for daddy?" You see his length somehow grow even more, throbbing in his fist as he starts to stroke himself again.

There was something so erotic about pleasuring yourself in front of him, making a show of taking your fingers into your mouth and sucking, getting them nice and wet before trailing your hand slowly down your body. His eyes follow the path down, unable to look away as you tease your folds apart and start to trace slow circles over your clit. You can't help the moan that spills from your lips, struggling to keep your eyes open as you watch his hand glide up and down his length. "That's it baby girl, keep rubbing your clit for me. Tell daddy how it feels." You suck in a shaky breath, fighting through the fog that has settled in your brain to form a coherent sentence. "Feels so good daddy, I'm imagining its you touching me. Teasing my clit just how I like it." He groans at your words, starting to stroke faster while his eyes burn with lust.

Wanting to spur him on more you bring your other hand down, circling your entrance to gather wetness before plunging your finger inside. "Oh fuck," you cry out, mix of sensations bringing you closer to the edge as the shock waves of pleasure surge through your body. "You're killing me y/n. Gonna cum so hard for you, are you almost there?" "Yes Aussie, fuck. So close. 'M gonna cum." Your thighs start to shake, warmth flooding through your core as you explode, hot liquid leaking out and staining the sheets beneath you. "Fuck baby, so hot. Come here." Knowing exactly what he wants you crawl up between his thighs, tongue sticking out as you wait for his release. A few seconds later you feel the first splash on your tongue, sucking his tip into your mouth to contain the mess. You lick him clean, swallowing his load before giving him your best smile. "Jesus woman, you're incredible. How about a round two?" You can't help but laugh when you see he's already hard again. "Do your worst Austin, show me how much you missed me."

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[polijakefim]

Meet Travis the Aussie who's big Down Under BRIEFS ENCOUNTER THAT CHANGED 'CROC DUNDEE' KID'S LIFE As he scanned the Los Angeles horizon with just $60 in his pocket and beaten-up old shoes on his feet, newly-arrived Travis Fimmel had little idea of what fate held in store for him.

Just a year or so earlier, this latter-day Crocodile Dundee was running barefoot around his family's dairy farm in Australia and tearing about the bush on a motorbike.

Now Travis, 21, was on the verge of fame and fortune - but old habits die hard. As he walked into the offices of LA Models, he realised that he had instinctively slung his tatty trainers over his shoulder.

He needn't have worried. Model booker Paul Nelson cast a professional eye over the muscular torso topped with an angelic, boyish face - and signed him on the spot.

"He had a beautiful face, a very funny personality - it all clicked," says Nelson. "We helped him out with money and a place to stay. We believed in him from the beginning."

That was last April. The young man who used to milk cows to earn pocket money was months away from one of the biggest deals with Calvin Klein since Kate Moss made her name at the fashion house.

THE extremely well-endowed Aussie, now 22, is on a six-figure deal to front the underwear campaign that has sent ripples of desire and envy throughout the population.

Gazing down from a giant billboard in downtown New York, Travis is an Adonis clad in skimpy white briefs. His image is plastered on billboards and in magazines worldwide. A week ago, he was in London's Selfridges autographing underwear for fans.

But when he opens his mouth to speak, the words that come tumbling out are not in sync with his sex-symbol status. In his Aussie drawl, he says frankly of the huge poster: "I don't look at it, man." He is also quick to laugh off the idea of being an object of desire for many women - and some men, too.

"Can't take it seriously, mate. Embarrassing. Funny." Then with a cheeky smile, he relents saying: "It's good, it makes a lot of people happy."

There is no holding back the Aussie bluntness. He says of new boss Klein: "You'd think he'd be stuck-up but he's just so down-to-earth. He's rich as f***, though."

After appearing in a Jennifer Lopez video, he described the diva thus: "She's got a fat a*** but she's very nice." As for his instant success and the underwear shoots: "I felt like a p***k. I was very self-conscious I have to say, mate." Still, at least he did them. He once declared: "No way, mate, I'm not wearing jocks."

These days Travis has more "jocks" than he can use. Along with the year-long contract comes a supply of Calvin Klein pants: "I've got 500 pairs of them at home. I only have to wash about once every two months."

Travis grew up on his parents' remote farm 26 miles outside Echuca in Victoria. The youngest of three brothers, he worked on the farm and rode around on motorcycles and hunted foxes.

Proud mother Jenny says: "He would disappear and camp out for the night. Even now, he jumps on a motorbike and heads out to see what's been happening on the farm." She offers some insight into why her son is dismissive about his good looks: "He was small, the little guy, so it doesn't suit his character to make a big deal about his looks."

At 17, Travis moved to Melbourne to play football and study sport management at university. But hopes of a sporting career were dashed when he broke his leg.

It was while working out in a Melbourne gym that he was spotted by a talent scout from Peter Chadwick Model Agency.

Booker Matthew Anderson recalls: "He never saw himself as a star and I don't think he does now. He is either genuinely not aware of his appearance, or he's just playing it cool. It might be a mixture of both." Part-time modelling jobs took Travis from Melbourne to London. At 19, he dated then All Saint Nicole Appleton. But after a short affair, Travis dipped out of the limelight, dumping Nicole because she was "boring".

It was only a matter of time before he decided to try his luck in America. "Just to see the country," he says. "I keep saying: 'I am not a model, mate. It's just a job to make money to travel'."

After being plucked from obscurity by LA Models, the young Aussie found himself in close proximity to a number of leading ladies.

But his talent for speaking his mind appears to be almost as big as his talent for filling Calvin Klein's new Body Underwear line. He even describes playing the love interest in a Janet Jackson video as "cheesy". Today he lives in LA and is more likely to be found surfing the waves than trapped inside a gym: "I'm the most unhealthy person in the world."

Travis has also been spotted out with Hollywood beauty Meg Ryan, 40. The pair recently dined at Manhattan's Nobu sushi restaurant owned by Robert De Niro. They shared plates of raw fish and giggled like schoolkids.

But we'll have to wait to see whether a more mature woman can tame this wandering Aussie spirit. "Modelling is so boring," he confides. "It's meant to be glamorous but you sit there for ages.

"I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I might go home straight after this. I might go travelling again. My plan is to make a plan."Interview by Emma Hibbs

#polijake_fim #travis fimmel #ragnar lothbrok #vikings

[aussiehomegym]

A squat rack for home from Aussie Home Gym provides a sturdy and versatile platform for strength training.

With adjustable height and safety features, it enables proper squatting and other compound exercises, allowing you to build muscle and increase overall strength conveniently.

#Squat Rack #Squat Rack for Home #Aussie Home Gym

[carterstfu]

was that [ DREW STARKEY ] spotted in the lobby of the infamous arconia hotel? must just be, [ CARTER PRESLEY ] the [ TWENTY-FOUR ] year old [ BARTENDER + BOXER ]. whenever i hear [ EYE OF THE TIGER BY SURVIVOR ] it reminds me of them. [ HE/HIM ]  are known for being [ POSSESSIVE ] and [ SHORT-TEMPERED ] but they make up for that by being [ LOYAL ] and [ OUTGOING ]. they have been working at the arconia for [ THREE YEARS ] while they are visiting the big apple. we hope they enjoy their stay.

hi honeys, its your aussie admin sall here! i am super excited for you guys to meet my baby carter. he is a total sweet heart with anger issues. he is one of my favourite muses to play and i am excited to see what plots we come up with and i’m excited to start writing with you all.

CARTER’S BIOGRAPHY

TW: underage sub/dom relationship, grooming

carter presley. being born and raised in toronto, canada had it’s advantages but it also had its disadvantages and carter knew this. yes having a wealthy family and living in toronto was great and all but money doesn’t mean anything if you don’t have love in your household and that’s exactly how carter felt when it came to his parents. money to carter was just another materialist thing. he didn’t care much for it. most of his childhood, money was just another way to buy his and his siblings happiness, well that’s what his parents thought anyway. growing up he was far from happy, he had his housekeeping team and his nanny who would look after him, which he was so grateful for. it was hard growing up around other wealthy kids with their parents showing them all the love that he wanted for himself and his sibling. carter would never admit it to his sibling but he always though their was something wrong with them. why didn’t their parents love them and care about them the way others did to their kids. carter got to travel a lot around the world but mostly around the canada and united states with his parents because that’s what they thought he wanted. he was left on his own the majority of the time, but he loved seeing new cities and exploring them.

As the years went by carter noticed a change in his attitude and temper. he got to the stage where he was acting out, having abusive and aggressive outburst and half the time he didn’t know how to control it. one day, his nanny hadn’t put something away and he absolutely lost it and after that he knew he needed to do something about it. carter felt so horrible about his outburst towards her and he soon after did some research and decided that he was going to start boxing to try release some of the anger in his body and learn how to control it. from eleven years old he was boxing five days a week at the boxing centre and you could nearly always find him down at the gym at home on the weekends. his boxing first started as a way to release his anger. 

carter had just turned thirteen and a few weeks later his family hosted a dinner  party in honour of one of their friends. this upset carter because his parents didn’t care about his birthday and didn’t even celebrate his birthday but they could celebrate one of their friends.  even though he was upset carter attended the party and put on a fake smile. he made the appearance, socialised acted like he wanted to be there. he noticed that a particular female friend of his parents was showing him some interest. carter knew this lady quite well. after that night he became her submissive for five years. this was another way for carter to control his short temper. he ended the sub/dom relationship after five years when he was eighteen years old. he knew that this wasn’t the normal type of relationship people had but he never new anything else.

after ending things with his parent’s friend he thought this was the perfect opportunity to move away, start a fresh. get away from all the negativity of his parents. carter decided to move to new york city, the big apple. plus it would more beneficial for his boxing career if he wanted to peruse that. carter moved into an apartment in soho five years ago and he has loved every minute of living in nyc. it was also close to work. he started working at the arconia hotel three years ago as a bartender. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS

best friend

childhood friends

boxing buddy

neighbour

exes

new fling

protective friends

cousin

enemies

someone who knows his history with his parents

younger sister

work friends 

roommate

these are just some ideas, happy to brainstorm if none of these work.

#arconiahq:intro

[twice-inamillion]

twice business Nayeon: make her own jellies (probably resell those from Aussie she likes) jeongyeon: probably a shelter for dogs momo: peach flavours dog treats Sana: a hamster selling business (idk like dog breeder I guess) Jihyo: GYM stuff store or a gym with a store Mina: penguin merch Dahyun: home made chocolate business Chaeyoung: a strawberry farm opened for visits for families when they are in season for picking Tzuyu: different sorts of dog accessors

and I think if twice had a business It would just be called twice inc (lame I know but meh)

That’s cute 🥰

I could see them doing that. I have Jeongyeon setting up a bakery and Tzuyu helping out. Volunteering at a dog shelter too.

Haha Twice Inc like Monsters Inc. good one.

#twice #twice fluff #kpop fluff

[bergens-adventure-tours]

Week 1: February 12th-19th, 2023 // First Week Down Under; Time to revive the old blog…

Well, I made it!! Managed to stay sane during 32hours of travel time, got to experience running through the airport for fear of missing my next flight, read 1.5 books, slept 8+ hours, and survived my first Australian spider encounter!

I had my first full day on the 15th in Hobart, Tasmania, and it was truly such an incredible way to start off my trip!  My friend Alissa took me all around town while she ran some errands – got myself a phone number and bank account set up, checked out the local climbing gym (it’s 3 floors with the absolute coolest set ups!), explored the multitude of outdoor stores all in just a 2 block radius (I’m convinced DT Hobart is at least 25% outdoor stores), and visited one of the local zero waste stores (where I also got told to apply to their location…might land a job sooner than expected lol).

First full day also included getting Peg, my new home on wheels!! A 2003 Kia Pregio that has been given a lot of love and been on many adventures already; still got lots of adventuring left in her.  She’s pretty minimal right now, so while I’m staying in Tassie for the next couple months I’ll be getting her set up for my adventures on the mainland.

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The 17th was a pinnacle day for me because it involved some trials and tribulations… braving the Aussie roads in the middle of the day completely solo… That was an adventure in and of itself but I managed to get “petrol” (they look at you funny when you call it gas lol), go to a thrift store (up a very steep hill – involved practicing using the e-brake to start + not roll backwards lol) to get some things for the van, and my first Aussie beach – Kingston Beach! It was a HOT day (35˚C) so swimming was very much necessary, and I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Tassie waters are actually quite cold! Like Vancouver cold… I’ve also learned that the weather + temperature changes more frequently in a day than it does in Vancouver, so if you thought figuring out how to dress for a day in Canada was hard, just come to Hobart haha.

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Some other fun notable things from this week included getting back on the yoga mat for the first time in a month, bouldering at the local climbing gym, meeting a bunch of Alissa’s friends at one of their house warming parties, big 5-hour round trip to a nearby town to pick up some things for Alissa (lots of highway practice), and visiting a cute market called the Salamanca Market that happens every Saturday.  

This upcoming week is going to involve some camping and first time taking the van out for a proper mini adventure, so I’m really looking forward to spending some time really getting to know her and begin drafting up plans to make her more my own!

Stay passionate and curious, Hunter♡

02/19/2023

[onlyyyariii]

The Interview Series

Part Seven

So so so excited for this! In this chapter we’re gonna see Ethan and Grayson. How are the boys doing in Australia? Let’s find out! 

We have a bit of a time skip for this. They are moved into the Aussie house and just proceeding with their everyday lives. Liana is still in Jersey with Lisa and Cameron. Liana and Ethan have been talking almost everyday, Grayson’s approach is to leave Liana alone and give her the time she needs. Time skip new date: August 20th. Not choosing a year but it’s been about a month.

Indent indicates Liana’s voice on the phone call(s)  

“Grayson! GRAYSONNNNN-”

Grayson walks out the front door, “What the fuck do you want Ethan?”

“Some girl is here.” 

Grayson rounds the corner towards the garage and smiles. 

“Madi hey, what are you doing here?” 

The girl smiles, “I texted you but I never got a response back. We were supposed to go to the park this morning.” 

“Oh shit! I forgot I’m so sorry. I’ll be ready in ten. Wait for me?” 

She smiles again, “Of course.” 

Grayson watches her before walking back into the house. Ethan’s head peeks around the corner. 

“And who might you be?”

The girl jumps, startled by the sudden question, “I’m sorry I didn’t see you. I thought you’d have already left.” 

“I asked you a question.” Ethan repeats. He was getting a bad vibe from this girl. 

“Madison Morrison, pleased to meet you.”

“Ethan, Grayson’s twin. Likewise.” 

“Grayson didn’t tell me he had a twin. You guys don’t look that much alike.”

Ethan scoffs, “Seems like Gray didn’t tell you a lot of things.” 

Madison pouts, “What do you mean? We only just started working out together a few weeks ago.” 

“Look, Grayson and I both came here to re evaluate our feelings for someone. She should be here any day now,” he’s interrupted by his phone ringing. 

He grabs his phone and looks at the caller id, “Speak of the devil.”

“Hey Liana!”

“Hey E, how’s everything been?”

Ethan glances at Madi before responding, “It’s been strange for sure.”

“Strange? How so?”

“Oh, just like being here with Grayson again. Meeting new people.”

“Meeting new people? You guys are dating around?”

“I don’t know if I would consider it dating. Maybe like making friends and waiting for you.”

“Oh okay, well I got to go help Lisa but can you tell Grayson to pick up the phone next time? He hasn’t answered my calls in days.”

“I’ll make sure he gets the message.”

“Thanks E, I’ll see you guys soon. All love.”

She hangs up the phone and Ethan smiles. All love, yeah he loves her alright. But what the hell was Grayson doing messing around with another girl? Should he have told Liana about it? What if she really is just a work out buddy?

“Hey I’m ready!” Grayson yells, coming out the door.

He has all of his gym stuff in his hands and Ethan watches as Madison points to her car and hands him a key smiling.

“Well Grayson and I are going to go work out at the park, he should be home some time around seven. Have fun, it was nice meeting you Ethan!”

“Madi let’s go!”

“Coming!”

She waves good bye to Ethan and saunters off to her car. Her walk is sexy, he’ll give her that.

*******

What’s this? An update for the interview series that was left in my drafts? You’re kidding 🤣

Part Three of the Avatar Series is almost finished, will be consistently writing it over the next hour and a half.

Until next time~ Ari 🤍

#ari’s fic recs #oc #ari’s masterlist #grayson dolan #dolan twins #ethan dolan #lianamariesummers #madisonrosemorrison

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How did Daniel and Carlos spoil lando today (trying to make him feel better even tho he dnfed and he has a tummy :( ache :( poor boy)

*cracks knuckles* well

Thursday was horrible. Carlos spent the entire night, after getting a 2am wake up call watching Lando throw up. Desperately trying to get connected to roomservice, 24-hour service his ass, to get some sort of medication relief for the poor boy. At first Carlos figured Lando just ate too much; the excitement of his birthday coming up and the usual lesser dietary restrictions now that the off season was right around the corner.

Having to leave him to fulfill his media duties on Thursday was probably harder on Carlos than on Lando. Poor guy was absolutely exhausted from the bathroom trips throughout the night and finally having had some medication calmed things down enough for the smaller brunette to fall asleep. Daniel had media too so Carlos was left threatening Lando’s friend Max into staying on FaceTime with him the entire time he was gone and demanding hourly updates.

Any birthday celebrations they had planned and hoped to continue when Lando would eventually feel better fell through when after Saturday’s sprint it was absolutely clear Lando wasn’t feeling any better at all. He barely gets through the post-race press, Daniel painfully watches him try to regulate his breathing as to not throw up. The second they’re both released Daniel’s getting them out of there, he knows he isn’t beating the tears when Lando practically falls apart the second he clocks Daniel but the Aussie makes quick work of getting them to his motor home to change. Lando throws up the second they’re inside and Daniel stuffs all the dirty laundry in his gym bag for Michael to take and wash later, mentally noting down to remember buying him an extra beer the next time they’re out, maybe a whiskey.

Sunday’s alright, Daniel promised to take Lando for the night and only had to get up with the younger thrice and they both got decent sleep. Lando’s still sleepy when Carlos enters with a fucking banana that has candles poked it in and the way they’re wobbling has Daniel certain it’s a fire hazard.

Lando loves it though, basks in the attention despite still being half asleep. Curls up against Daniel while they sing him Happy Birthday in bed, listens to Daniel butcher the Spanish version (much to Carlos’ dismay) and gets to blow out the banana candles. They get a nice breakfast delivered to the room, mostly for Daniel and Carlos but Lando’s fed most of his banana, Carlos spends five minutes explaining his google search on ‘what to eat when you have food poisoning’ before also sharing a couple bites of yoghurt with an added statement about how to article also mentioned that.

Carlos totally doesn’t intentionally spill some of the yoghurt on the DR3 merch Lando is wearing so he has to change in a conveniently brought along Ferarri tee.

The DNF is almost a relief, Lando doesn’t really mind. They didn’t have the car today, he didn’t have the physique. Might as well call it a day, his dreams are crushed when he’s reunited with Daniel and he pleads for a nap back at the hotel and is met with the press duties they still have to attend. A tantrum is avoided with the promise of presents once back at the hotel and a short allowed nap in the motorhome with Daniel.

Back at the hotel Lando gets his presents and another FaceTime session with Max, they get some saltines in him and some iced tea before he’s squished in between both Carlos and Daniel with a movie thrown on, promised sweets and cake and all the good stuff once he feels better again. Lando falls asleep 5 minutes into the movie, but that’s okay, they rather stare at Lando than the TV anyway.

#littlef1adventures #poor bub #also the FIA gave Daniel a penalty #fucking losers imma come up there and fuck them up #ITS HIS LAST RACE LEAVE HIM ALONE #ps im so tired i worked an 11 hour shift if half of this is not english dont come for me #lf1a.minific