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keeksandgigz · 3 months

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“you’re mine.” with eddie spaghetti of course 🤭

possessive eddie actually drives me up a wall

im also gonna add "“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.”" just because it made my brain short circuit

Once again 18+ is not a suggestion, but a big fat order to get the fuck away from here <3

Cruel and relentless, the way that his hips are snapping into you.

He'd seen you flirt with Steve, you and him hanging out during a campaign at Mike's house, while he had to sit and stew in his chair, fuming behind a cardboard screen as you kept on laughing at his jokes and drinking from his beer, gingerly brushing his hand whenever you'd take the glass from Steve, letting your touch linger for longer than usual over the boy's hand.

Touch lingering for longer than friends should touch.

He barely made it home when you'd been slammed against a wall, as you laughed at his poor attempts at putting together his shattered ego.

Even now, feeling the length of his cock snapping into you, you're relentlessly not giving up your fight, as you pretend nothing he's doing affects you.

"God, Eddie, you're such a shit lay. Why did I agree at this whole fuckbuddy thing again?" you look up at him, impenetrable eyes as you work so hard not to let him see through you.

"You're really fuckin' asking for it, sweets" he grits through his teeth, and he sees your exterior falter for a second, at the way your bottom lip shivers when his thrusts angle upwards.

"Should've gone home with Steve, at least I wouldn't be fucking bored out of my mind here. Maybe he would be actually making me feel good, wouldn't he, Eddie?" and your smirk sends him into orbit as he stills his hips.

"Alright, that's it" he huffs, grabbing you by the thighs and flipping you over as he slips out and slams back into you again. The new angle makes it really hard to keep the tough exterior going, as he keeps on hitting so deep that it makes your brain blank.

"What were you saying about Steve, sweets?" he taunts, hand reaching over to press your head against his pillow, muffling the desperate moans and whines spilling from you.

"Steve?" brain going blank, a well endowed smack against your right ass cheek drives it home.

“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making, since apparently I'm such a shit lay, aren't I?" he chuckles at that, chest leaning over your back, feeling the heat and the sweat radiating from him "Answer me. Am I a shit lay, sweetness?" he says it so low it's practically a whisper as wet noises fill the room.

His other hand reaches in between your legs, and you begin squealing, feeling a familiar sense of tightness in your tummy as the volume of your noises begins to get louder and louder, feeding into Eddie's now- restored ego.

"Mhm, yeah. That's what I thought" as he delivers one more sharp thrust, feeling you fall apart around him. Gushing, while you whimper at the slow thrust he's giving you as you ride out your high.

He coos, hand sneaking up on your back, rubbing up and down "Aw, that's right, baby. You're mine, aren't you?"

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fanfic #keeksgetsasks!#moots🫶🏻#mariah 🪐

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alocon · 3 months

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A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be - Max Verstappen

written by alocon

Note: Based on the song A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be by Jess Benko

Summary: You are a Red Bull Racing driver who decided to make a song over the summer break about your ex... Who just so happens to be a Red Bull Racing driver. Said driver decided to listen to the song, reliving memories from when you were together as the lyrics progressed

Warning: Angst? I guess. Plus some social media at the end x

[The Masterlist] [Part Two Here]

A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be - MV¹

Max looked at his phone, reading the post and instantly heading to the link to listen to your new song. He sat back on his bed, listening as the guitar started.

"I never should've called"

[October 2010]

Picking up the phone, you sighed before you dialled the number that he had given you earlier.

“Hello, is this [Name]?” He asked once he picked up the phone.

“Yep. It is indeed,” you responded, hearing a sigh through the screen from the man.

He smiled. “I was hoping you would call.”

"’Cause I knew you would leave me"

[October 2010]

“Racing is the most important part of my life,” he said as you both sat in the coffee shop talking, getting to know one another. “It's always racing over anything. I want to be a Formula One driver one day.”

“I get it, I'm the same.”

"But I didn't think you could do it so easily"

[November 2018]

“No. I can't. Racing over everything, remember? Just like I said when we were 13. This is over.”

“Max you can race and be with me, you know?”

Max turned to you, bitterly laughing. It was obvious that any love he had for you was long gone. “Not when we're going to be driving together.”

“It's not like there's anything in the contract about us not dating. It's never changed how we drive together. Are you seriously going to throw us away for no damn reason?” You questioned, watching as he shrugged before nodding. You stood up. “Fine by me.” It was not fine by you, but you weren't going to let him see that. You walked out of his driver's room. Just like that. 8 years down the drain.

"I never should have held your hand on that cold rainy night"

[November 2010]

“You look nice,” the 13-year-old said, greeting you with a hug. You hugged him back, of course. Your 13th birthday was last week and he had got you some flowers for it, knowing that you loved them. He looked at you as you began to walk. Looking back, you slipped your hand into his, making him smile, cheeks flushing slightly. That wasn't the only time that you held hands that night. You held hands on the run home whilst you darted from shelter to shelter, attempting to avoid the awful weather.

“You said the weather would be good,” you stated to him through laughs as you got to the bus stop, pausing to take shelter for a moment.

He was also laughing and turned to you. “I thought it was!”

"Cause further along it would cause another fight"

[December 2010]

“It's not my fault that your dad was following us all night!” You were angry at the accusations that your boyfriend was yelling at you.

“He got so mad about it. He wants us to break up because you decided to hold my hand.”

“And is that what you want, Max?”

He sighed, taking a breath to calm himself down. He stepped closer to you, pulling you into a soft hug. “No. No it's not. I'm sorry.”

"Stranger, that's all I see. When I look into your eyes."

[July 2023]

You stood on the top step of the podium, having just won the British Grand Prix. Beside you, in P2, was Verstappen. On the other side, in P3, was Lando. The champagne spraying had already happened and it was now time for a photo. You felt eyes on you.

Turning around, your eyes met Max's. He looked at you with something you couldn't read, but you didn't care. Your eyes gave back a completely blank look, almost as if you didn't know him. You shuffled along for the photo, both drivers on either side of you. You felt Max's hand place against your back. You shuffled out of his grip, swapping places with Lando so he was in the middle. His arm went to where Max's just was but you didn't push him away. You made a 1 with your hand, Lando making a 3 as the three of you posed with your race engineer.

"A Soulmate That Wasn't Meant To Be"

[April 2019]

“What happened between you two anyway?”

You turned to look at Charles and Seb as the pair eyes you both sat as far away from one another as Charles’ driver room couch would allow. It was an innocent question. He didn't know.

“I guess we were just soulmates who weren't meant to be,” Max answered, shrugging as he spoke.

You rolled your eyes. ‘Something like that,’ you thought.

"Stranger, who knows all my secrets"

[January 2010]

You gasped. “No way you did that!” You said, looking at Max as he laughed softly.

“I did.” It took him a few minutes to calm down before he looked at you. “Your turn. What's your biggest secret?”

"Can pull me apart and break my heart"

[February 2019]

Your first time being around Max properly since you both broke up. He treated you like you weren't as important as him. He treated you as if you didn't have more wins than him, acting like he was the better driver, the better person, as if he didn't rip you apart into a bunch of tiny pieces when he out of the blue ended your 8 year relationship. The pair of you had been dating since you were 13 and he threw that away for nothing.

He used the excuse that racing meant he couldn't be with you but that wasn't true at all. You were both driving together for years and it changed nothing. But he went from, one day being excited about you also moving to Red Bull with him, to ending the relationship with no explanation. It made no sense.

"A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be"

[September 2014]

“Do you think soulmates exist?”

It was a question you had been curious to know for ages. You asked him so casually as you sat on his bed, watching a show on the TV on his wall. He looked at you, not even hesitating to answer. “Well if they do, I hope you're mine.”

"I never should've kissed, kissed your hand"

[October 2010]

You met him for the first time. He walked over and introduced himself to you. It was some dumb competition. 2 teams, hand the karting grid in each team. Your team vs his, whichever team scored more karting points got to choose everyone else's outfits the next week. Of course, you had won and, of course, Charles had expertly suggested that you all make them wear fancy dress princess dresses.

You laughed as he walked over to you. “I wouldn't have to wear this stupid dress if it wasn't for your last lap overtake,” he declared, feigning annoyance before following your laugh, unable to hold it back any longer.

“Well, for the record, Max. You make a very pretty princess.” You picked his hand up in yours, teasingly placing a kiss on it before breaking out into laughter again at the unimpressed look on his face.

"I am under your control"

[December 2023]

“Let Max Through.”

The three words that drove you insane. Even when you were quicker, even when you were fighting him for championships, it was always you being told to give up the place for him. Even when either of you could easily win, Horner favourited Max. You hated being in Red Bull at the moment. You hated how unfair it was. You hated the way that he was the golden boy and you were nothing. You would have more wins than him if Christian didn't berate you every time you didn't listen and let Max through. But not this time. This was your championship, and noone will take it away from you.

"I will never understand"

[December 2023]

“We told you to give the place to Max,” you heard Horner say through the radio as you crossed the line.

“I was quicker, though.”

“I don't care.”

“He's already world champion, does it matter?”

“Yes.”

You really didn't understand why you were nothing to them.

"I never should have said “I love you”. You never said it back."

[November 2018]

“Seriously, Max. This is so out of the blue. I love you. I thought you loved me.”

He didn't reply, just stared at you with a blank expression. That was when you realised. He didn't love you. Maybe he never did.

"So why do I still care for you?"

[July 2021]

“What happened?” You asked as you walked up to the pit wall, the red flag having just came out.

“Max and Lewis touched.” You looked to the screen, seeing Max's car in the wall. You felt your heartbeat grow faster. Shit. That looked bad.

“Is he okay?”

“Yes. We're getting him to medical now.”

"Stranger, that's all I see. When I look into your eyes, a soulmate who wasn't meant to be. Stranger, who knows all my secrets, can pull me apart and break my heart. A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be."

[August 2021]

You sat down beside Kimi and Anthonio, who looked at you. “He's being a dick again, I take it?” The Finn asked and you nodded, infuriated.

“When isn't he being a dick to you. What did he do this time?” Antonio was the next to ask a question.

You shrugged, beginning to explain his major outburst to you, calling you the worst driver he's ever been teammates with, a bitch, saying he was glad he ‘got rid of you when he got the chance’, saying that you're nothing compared to him you'll never be anything. As per either his usual outbursts, Jos was sat watching in the corner.

"I wish I could go back to the day we met and leave you be."

[May 2022]

Those were the words you shouted back at him when, once more, Jos and Christian berated you for not letting him through. He seemed taken aback. You had not shouted back at him like that before. He never realised you could shout that loud and full of hate.

“Don't say that about him.” Christian's voice boomed as he screamed at you once again.

“Well, if I didn't, maybe I would've been able to be respected by you guys, rather than treated like shit.”

"Sit and look pretty"

[August 2023]

“What?” You looked into the audience at the person who said that. As you went to speak, you heard someone do it before you could.

“Fuck you.”

Such a simple phrase yet elegantly put by Max as he flipped the questioner off, before shooting you an apologetic look. He felt bad for snapping rather than letting you speak. He just couldn't help defending you. He really didn't hate you, he never could. In fact, he felt quite the opposite for you. He could never let you know that, though

“Being a Formula One driver is tough, even more so for women because we are judged by people like you. I do not just sit there and look pretty. I do my job.”

"Never should've called. Never should've kissed."

A lot of the time, you regretted getting with Max. It was always bound to go badly. Sometimes you wondered if you were really that stupid. Stupid enough to believe it was the right thing to do. That you would work out.

"Never should've said."

[January 2024]

You sighed, looking at the photo of you and Max you found under your drawers in your room. You saw some writing on the back. It must've been there for a while, likely falling out of your drawer after you rearranged it the previous week. You turned it over, recognising Max's writing.

“Diary thing,

This photo is of me and the love of my life. My dad made me break up with her. I didn't want to but it was either her ass on the line or mine. And I didn't want him to terrorise her. Anyways I miss her, that was all. I never should've said that I wanted to break up with her”

What the fuck?

"Stranger, that's all I see. When I look into your eyes, a soulmate who wasn't meant to be. Stranger, who knows all my secrets. Can pull me apart and break my heart. A soulmate who wasn't meant to be."

The song came to an end and, by it, Max was crying. He opened his phone, finding the post on Instagram, typing out a comment. One that she didn't reply to.

youruser

liked by lewishamilton and others

youruser: Surprise, new song out now!! Link in my bio. Thank you lewishamilton for being my guitarist!! (Bonus Pic of Arthur because he took the 8th photo of me!)

tagged: lewishamilton, arthurleclerc

-view all comments-

lewishamilton: Such a beautiful song, thank you for letting me be the guitarist. So so proud of you ❤️

youruser: Thank you !! ❤️

georgerussell63: Great song!! Smashed it 👍

youruser: Appreciate it, Mr. Russell

charles_leclerc: Excellent song! Maybe I could be your pianist next time? 😉

youruser: Absolutely, you're already on my collab list dw 😉 charles_leclerc: Right alongside Yuki and Pierre as your backup singers, I hope? We've all heard their excellent karaoke 🎤 youruser: Obviously!

carlossainz55: Such an emotional song, loved it 😭❤️

youruser: Thank you, Carlos!!

maxverstappen1: Lovely song! I really enjoyed it

landonorris: Right. That's it. You're paying for my therapy.

youruser: You're a driver too. Pay for your own ✋️🙄 oscarpiastri: Can you pay for my therapy tho? youruser: Ofc, send me the bill landonorris: ACTUAL FAVOURITISM???? WHAT THE HELL youruser: 😚😚

yukitsunoda0511: I am officially your biggest fan, I'm obsessed.

youruser: Yuki!! You're an angel 🤍 yukitsuonda0511: So are you! 🤍

danielricciardo: All 3 of us are crying over your song rn.

youruser: Crying session in the VCARB garage, pull up.

estebanocon: Much better than your drunk singing 😉

youruser: I'll have you know, Mr. Ocon, that my drunk singing is wonderful. estebanocon: No its not. charles_leclerc: No its not. pierregasly: No its not. lance_stroll: No its not. youruser: Screw the lot of you.

pierregasly: She can sing? I didn't know she could do that. (Not well at least, drunk karaoke is always horrific with you)

youruser: 🫵🫵 When I find you.

lance_stroll: Well done, great song.

youruser: Thank you.

fernandoalo_oficial: So proud 👏

youruser: Thank you !!

zhouguanyu24: Wow 😍

youruser: Thank Youuu omg

valtteribottas: Beautiful song, kiddo

youruser: Thank you Val!

alex_albon: New favourite song.

youruser: Ahh thank you

logansargeant: I got to hear it early!! Luckiest person ever.

youruser: Logan you're actually one of the nicest person to ever exist. alex_albon: Ah So this is why he's crying. yukitsunoda0511: Lucky :( youruser: Dw Yuki, I'll show you early next time! X

liamlawson30: My girlfriend has been playing this on repeat.

youruser: TELL HER I LOVE HER liamlawson30: Nah, you've stolen enough of the WAGs.

nyckdevries: Excellent song!

youruser: Nyck!!! Miss you 💛

mickschumacher: Launch Party soon??? This is actually heaven in a song.

youruser: Thank you. Launch Party soon, you're so invited

nicholaslatifi: Great song!

youruser: THE GOAT HAS ARRIVED, THIS IS NOT A DRILL 📣📣 Thank you Nicky

sebastianvettel: So so proud of you, kiddo.

youruser: Thanks, I miss you Seb x sebastianvettel: I miss you too. Meet up soon?

kimimatiasraikkonen: So many words for the song and every one of them is positive

youruser: Kimi 😭❤️

nicorosberg: Wow!! Well done you two 🤩

youruser: Thank you, Brit (Kill Lew please this comment was his idea) lewishamilton: Thanks, Britney nicorosberg: Never mind. You're both annoying 😂

jensonbutton: Beautiful, beautiful song

youruser: Miss you Jens!

AlphaTauri: Wow??? 🤩

youruser: THANK YOUUUU

schecoperez: Is this about who I think it is?? Lovely song x

youruser: It might be, depends who you think it is about, thank you. X

formula1: Song of the year???

youruser: THANK YOU ADMIN X

christianhorner: It's not bad. 👍

user: "not bad"? I'd like to see you do better. *liked by youruser*

mercedesamgf1: THAT'S OUR GRID GIRL <3

youruser: Ahh 😭 love u admin mercedesamgf1: love u too

user: notice how other teams are commenting but not redbull??? The team she fucking drives for?

user2: They don't respect her as a driver or person, it sucks :(

-The End-

-Word Count: 2,601 (incl. social media. 2,061 without)-

Hi All, Hope you enjoyed! Have a nice day. Got nothing against Max btw, just fancied an angsty story btw. Thinking of another angsty Red Bull story soon Alocon

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poppadom0912 · 1 year

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Would it be possible to please request a Halstead!Sibling piece where the reader is the sibling, and during the late hours of the night, they get a really heavy nosebleed, so they come out of their bedroom to Jay and Will in the living room watching some TV with a few beers, and all hell breaks loose when they see reader is covered in blood and can't get the nosebleed to stop? Thank you!

A/N: I feel like I haven't written in years so I apologise in advance if this is rubbish. I also apologise for not writing this earlier, this was requested quite a while ago.

I am also aware I have posted in nearly three months but life is very stressful. I promise I'll try posting more once all my exams are over which is technically mid June. I'll try to get out all my finished drafts so you guys aren't starving.

Warnings: Blood, fainting/nausea, mentions of hospitals.

*****

For once in a long time, things were good.

Jay was mentally handling things and was starting a relationship with his detective partner whose name you kept forgetting but you remembered how pretty she was. Will wasn't making Ms Goodwin's life miserable and he was accepting that he was moving on from Natalie. And with you, school was better than ever with your grades and no longer letting anxiety stop your life.

Overall, things were the best they've been since your dad died and you couldn't be happier.

Neither of your brothers were at work and upon your incessant pleas, the three of you found yourself settling on the same sofa watching a movie.

At some point, you had to excuse yourself when your best friend messaged you in a rush about homework that you completely forgot existed.

Ignoring the darkness of the night and the comfy pajamas you wore, you completed the homework to the best of your abilities and shared it with her when she expressed her struggle.

Eventually, you lost track of time and found yourself tucked under your duvet reading the intense story on your kindle; homework safely in a folder in your bag for the next day.

Totally immersed in the heating up plot, you were oblivious to the very clear signs that you would usually catch onto had you been much more alert.

You only ever realised what was happening when several single droplets of blood plopped onto kindle screen, obscuring you from reading any further.

Confused, you let go of the kindle, letting it sit on your covered lap, your hands went up to your face, trying to find the source of blood but deep down you kinda already knew.

Removing your fingers from your nose, you glanced down and sighed in defeat, shoulders slumping at the sight of blood coating your fingers.

Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you kicked off your sheets and scanned your bedside table for the tissue box you always kept because of you hayfever and nosebleeds like this. But, it wasn't there and that threw you off because it was literally there the other day.

Huffing, your mind drew a blank at what to do as blood continued to fall steadily but it seemed that as the seconds ticked away, the stream only increased in speed.

In hopes of not ruining the rug under your feet, you held up your shirt to your nose, using it just like how you would tissue in this case.

Then, all of a sudden, your nose felt ticklish and the urge to sneeze became all too strong that you couldn't even say pineapple to prevent yourself from sneezing.

With no control, your grip on your shirt fell and you sneezed thrice. The pain in your nose throbbing and stinging, your eyes pricking with tears from the onslaught of everything happening all of once.

You were far too gone now. Dragging your eyes to your alarm clock, it took you more than a few seconds to read the time and work out whether or not Jay let yet but then you remembered Jay wouldn't have left without bidding you goodbye.

Well, even if he had gone which he should've seeing as it was nearly 1am, Will would've been the most useful in this situation.

Opening your door with your elbow so you wouldn't get blood on the handle, you walked towards the living room even if you were in a daze. You knew the layout of the apartment by the back of your hand.

Your feet pattered against the wooden flooring, alerting the other two inhabitants of the apartment that you were entering. Taking into account the late time, Will turned around ready to question why you were up at such a time on a school night when he froze upon laying eyes on you.

"Y/N? What happened?" Will asked straight away, getting onto his feet and coming up to you, lifting your chin in his hand so he could get a good look at your face.

Jay turned around to see why Will was asking you such a question when his eyes widened in alarm at your figure, pajamas practically drenched in blood and blood smearing your nose and upper lip.

"What the hell!" Jay shot up. "Why are you covered in blood?!"

"I'm having a nosebleed." You said plainly, boredly gesturing to your very bloody nose that Will was inspecting. "Duh."

"Jay, can you go grab my bag?" Will asked the middle Halstead sibling, not once taking his eyes off you.

Without any rebuttal, Jay did as the doctor said but not without mumbling under his breath about how using manners would get people so far in life.

"I have no idea. One second I'm reading and the next I'm bleeding everywhere." You shrugged, answering Will's question. "And then I sneezed three times."

Will hummed, your chin grasped lightly in one hand while the other was held out to Jay. Will asked Jay for certain things which he was given without a second thought.

"You most likely burst a vessel when you sneezed which made it much worse." Will said so nonchalantly, not at all bothered by the blood that was staining the gloves he put on with way too much ease.

"Alright, just hold that there for a few minutes." Your oldest brother told you, letting you take over from where he was holding the gauze. "Let's sit you down but don't get blood anywhere, I cleaned yesterday."

You looked at him dumbfounded but followed him to sit down anyways, Jay scoffing in disbelief at his words.

"Wow, you love me so much." You said sarcastically, a tight lipped smile on your chapping lips as you went back and forth with snarky remarks.

"This is a lot of blood though Y/N." Will addressed seriously, looking at just how much blood was covering your pajamas. "How long have you been bleeding for?"

"Like literally two or three minutes." You gave a very rough estimation, grimacing as you actually looked at the damage on your clothes, groaning in disbelief. "Ugh, these are my favourite pjs."

"Don't worry about that." Jay said, watching you closely from behind Will's shoulder so he wasn't in the way. "You dirtied your sheets or anything?"

You hummed in thought, squinting as you tried to remember. "I got blood on my kindle but I don't know about my bed."

"I'll go check." Jay allocated himself the job, finding himself useless as Will wasn't going to remove himself from your side.

"Okay, let me take a look." Will said under his breath as he carefully took the bloodied gauze away from you so he could replace it with a new one.

It was only a few seconds period of having nothing for the blood but it seemed that it wasn't dripping as it was. Alas, the uncomfortable urge to sneeze overcame you and you found yourself overwhelmed with the need to sneeze.

Without even registering what was happening, you sneezed twice, covering your mouth with your inner elbow instinctively.

You groaned, dragging it out at the sight of blood on the sleeve of your cotton shirt. Yep, there was definitely no chance of salvaging it now.

"Ooo, okay." Will winced, being as gentle but using as much force necessary when pinching your nose. "Either you're getting the flu or your hay fevers suddenly acting up in the winter."

Your shoulders slumped against the back of the chair, tired with your bleeding nose that wouldn't stop. At this rate, you'd be up all night because of your stupid nose.

"Woah!" Jay exclaimed, freezing in his steps as he entered the kitchen, eyeing the new mess that he luckily missed out on seeing. "What'd I miss?"

"I'm going to die."

"She's not going to die."

"Jay, Will's lying." You whined like a baby, dropping your head in exaggeration. "I'm going to bleed out and not live to see either of you get married. What a miserable life."

Both your brothers rolled their eyes at your dramatic self. Sharing a knowing look, having a silent conversation with just their eyes you groaned again.

"I want black flowers at my wedding and I want Trudy to do my eulogy because at least she'll miss me." You said, starting your funeral arrangements very seriously despite what your brothers were thinking.

"Perfect, I'll go on holiday then."

"You're not going to die Y/N."

You sighed dramatically, your voice was nasally, as if you had a severe blocked nose when in reality, it was just a really bad nose bleed that you were trying to stop. "This sucks."

"Yes it does but as long as you don't sneeze or blow your nose, you'll be fine." Will said, tossing the bloodied gauze and replacing it with another, letting go when you held it on your own.

"This is going to be a long night."

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shuhwaa · 8 months

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Aespa Reaction | You stealing their first kiss

Aespa all members x gn!reader genre: fluff, reaction warnings: none

Author's note: I present to you: some fluff for a change and also wow, my first thing to post here in almost two months???

Karina:

gasps and pulls back in shock the second your lips brush against hers

"Oh my god- I didn't-" - stammers about while slamming both hands over her mouth, both surprised by your kiss and her reaction to it

"I mean-!" - even though she's struggling to speak, the deep blush on her face is making it pretty clear what she's trying to convey to you

you ask if you were going too fast and if you should've warned her beforehand that you wanted to kiss her, to which she stutters an incoherent answer again, before finally managing to tell you that that was her first kiss

and now you begin to understand why she's panicking so much

you reach out for her hands and take them into yours, squeezing them tightly before whispering the question if you could kiss her

she nods, taking a deep breath, and when you go slow this time, you can immediately feel her melt against you as you kiss her

Giselle:

raises her eyebrows at you after receiving a short peck on the lips from you

she's definitely taken by surprise, and for a second you get the impression that you've just gone too far and you're about to apologize

but that's when the blush on her cheeks becomes apparent and she laughs awkwardly

"I... didn't know you like me in that way..."

you do say sorry after all, but she's quick to stop you

"No, I mean... I liked it." - she adds those last words very quietly, before throwing you a challenging look

you're relieved, and so you fail to notice that she's simply waiting for you to kiss her again and eventually she speaks up

"Don't you wanna do it again?"

as you draw closer and she wraps her arms around your shoulders, she adds,

"And kiss me properly this time."

Winter:

she frowns at you after you pull back, and you get ready to softly laugh at her expression, thinking she's just embarrassed at first

however, when she starts scolding you about how you can't just kiss someone without asking first, you realize your mistake

she watches as you apologize, her cheeks heating up more and more, and then eventually she just looks away in a sorry attempt to hide her blushing face

"And besides... that was my first kiss..." - she admits and it makes you apologize even harder cjjxjxjxjhxjxj

"Stop saying sorry! I... it's not that I didn't like it... I was just startled..."

shyly looking over to you, she now draws closer without breaking eye contact

"Can we... try that again? A little slower this time?"

and who are you to say no to that?

so you do as asked - you cup her face with your hand and you kiss her again, soft and careful, and while pouring all of your feelings for her into a gentle kiss

Ningning:

the second your lips leave hers she just laughs because of how flustered she is

and then when it dawns on her what just happened, she goes very quiet

"Did you...?" - can't even form a full sentence

just goes back to giggling about it until she registers the blank expression on your face and finally stops herself

"No I-! Don't misunderstand! I didn't-!" - still can't form a coherent sentence, and now that she's fanning herself with one hand you notice the way her ears have gone beet red

when she finally collects herself she leans a little closer, meeting you with a sincere look in her eyes

"I like you too." - she tells you that while staying serious, and as her gaze drops to your lips, she eventually starts chuckling again

"Aren't you gonna kiss me again?"

whether you take her up on the offer immediately or you're too stunned to move - she will make sure her lips are on yours again eventually

#aespa fluff #aespa x reader #aespa reactions #aespa x you #karina fluff #giselle fluff #winter fluff #ningning fluff #karina x reader #giselle x reader #winter x reader #ningning x reader #aespa scenarios #aespa imagines #fluff #reaction #gg reactions #girl group x reader

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visacardteamloverrr · 3 months

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i'll be waiting - c.s.

warnings!!!!!!: my first ever work, pls do not come at me, english is very much not my native language and also this is not proofread. i had this idea for a looooong time and now im sleep deprived so enjoyyy

genre: angst, sort of

inspired by cian's ducrot song - i'll be waiting

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leave your keys if you're not coming home

if carlos noticed your absence at home, he would already try to confront you about it, no? after all you hadn't been in your flat for something around five weeks.

that's enough time to realize that something or rather someone is missing, right? and yet, still no call.

maybe he didn't see the blank space in your wardrobe, or the lack of your cd's collection. well he would at least see your keys laying on the table.

you were moving in, now you're moving on

carlos should've known better as to let you go. he couldn't even recall when you stopped sleeping in your, no, his bed, and when your beloved cd's collection disappeared.

it came rather natural. without big fights, without screaming and crying.

somewhere in between his races and your work, you began to lose each other. and now there was nothing else left as to move on.

he aspired to do it like you moved out - slowly but steady.

wish you'd call so I could say goodbye

no matter what, you still missed him. yes, you were enjoying yourself since you broke things off and yes he broke your heart, but there was this compulsion and you couldn't quite put a name on it. you felt as vital part of you were missing and you wanted to call, to say that you should try again, that this time it will be better. but you knew better than lowering your standards for a boy. if he couldn't give you what you wanted then you wouldn't settle for less. charles and lando had let you know how miserable carlos is, but you have put yourself first. now it is time for you to be yours number one priority.

however, you wanted closure. you wanted to know that splitting up was the right choice. you wanted to ultimately close this, his chapter of your life.

you just wanted to say goodbye.

and let you know, i'll wait for you every night

there is a saying about appreciating something when it's gone, and that's how he felt. carlos let the love of his life slip through his fingers.

the best thing that's ever happened to him were you. whenever he was winning, whenever he was frustrated about his race, whenever he felt like the whole world was against him you were there for him.

you were the light of his life, his anchor. and he still couldn't appreciate you enough. somewhere on the way he'd taken you for granted.

#carlos sainz imagine #carlos sainz x reader #f1 fanfic #carlos sainz angst #f1 imagine

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natka-here-for-comics · 2 months

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Chapter 1 of Hollow out passing enternety (H.O.P.E.)"Leo's nightmare dream"

Master post ✨

2. Chapter

(quick note: all of the events are happening after the movie)

- After the fight with the krang aliens the turtles help Casey move in with April.

- Everyone that got hurt got treatment,but something felt awfully wrong...

- It felt too quiet, too tense ,too blank ,too empty...

- Everyone needed a break from everything so the turtles all went to their rooms.

xxx

- After a few days things started to get better not actually but noone said anything even Mikey was suspiciously quiet

- So one day Mikey decided to make lunch hopping to get someone to open up,but it was too quiet,too awfully quiet again.

- Until Mikey asked "Is anyone enjoying the food,I made?",Leo looks at him with tired eyes says trying to ack calm "Sure."mumbling to himself "So, you're just going to pretended like nothing happened?"and looks down.

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- It didn't change anything the awkward silence wasn't gone

- Mikey looked down trying to hide in his shell,it was too awkward...too awfully awkward....

- Raph looked at Mikey like he wanted to say something,but ultimately saying nothing.

- It was too awkward, someone needed to say something again.

- Donnie trying to for the first time in a long while lighten up the mood he took a deep breath, trying to break the awkward silence and saying

"I'm going to my room.", slowly standing up, turning around and going to his room.

- Everyone was looking worriedly at Donnie except Leo that was too tired to even look up , right after Donnie leaves the room Leo uncomfortably calmly says "Im also going to my room."

- Now it was just Mikey and Raph in the kitchen it wasn't too awkwardly anymore, well that was at least a start.

- Raph a few minutes after Leo leaves the room says to Mikey"It's getting late, you should go to sleep.",Mikey pops out his head out of his shell and saying"Sure,but only if you go to bed too!",

Dr. Delicate touch is still doing their job hah.

- Raph agree's and goes to bed, Mikey doesn't keeps his word and goes to his room to draw until he's too tired sleep.

xxx

- After Leo went to his room he fell on his head and immediately fallen asleep.

- As Leo closed his eyes the room around him started to disappear.

- He was in the prison dimension re - liveing the same day of the invasion.

- The krang alien was beating Leo saying "I'll get that grin of your face!","YOU'RE the reason why my plan failed!".....

- Leo was calm like he was used to it already, mumbling annoyed "Not this again."

- The portal opened but on the other side were his brothers, laughing, joking, having fun, without HIM.....

- Leo was just standing there looking at his brother's having fun without him, without his annoying presence

- It was wrong, but he felt like he deserved it.

- The room replayed the day when he lost the key

- How fullish he was,how irresponsible he was.

- Leo starts to regret it

- Everything turns black and an intimidating voice says to Leo

"YOU ruined everything!"

"YOU almost killed them by being your irresponsible self!"

"YOU don't deserve to be happy!"

"YOU don't deserve to be safe with your brothers when you almost killed them!"

"YOU deserve to be stuck in the prison dimension for the rest of your life!"

"YOU should've died!"

- Leo starts to sob falling to the ground saying

"I deserved it."

"They would be much happier without me!"

"Why!?"

"Why did Mikey have to save me instead of leaving me in the prison dimension,like I deserved!?!?"

- Leo stops talking now fully crying curled up on the ground,as he slowly wakes up to reality sleeping on his bed safe,with his brothers he didn't deserve it.

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 5 months

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am I the asshole for sort of accidentally ruining someone's wedding and kind of dooming their marriage?

I know that sounds really really bad but please bear with me because I really didn't mean for this to happen and I still just feel really confused about the part I played in all this and don't know if I'm an asshole for it.

I (23f) used to date this guy in college on and off, over the course of several months. He dropped me out of the blue one day and I saw later on social media he was engaged to a girl we both knew. I'm still unclear if she was aware that he and I were in a situationship deal while he was also, I guess, dating her and playing serious. I just figured okay icky but whatever, we won't be speaking again.

Then I get a wedding invitation. I figured it had to be a mistake, no way she'd want me there so I called her (she'd been my RA at one point so I still had her number saved). She said no, no mistake I was legitimately invited because we'd sorta been close during that year she was my RA and she was so nice over the phone idk I felt bad for wanting to say no so I said yes, I'd be there and also sent the rsvp back. I know I should've said something like hey I used to mess around with your soon to be husband I don't think I should be there especially if you didn't know about that but I just didn't say anything about it.

I continued to feel weird about it up until the day of the wedding. The reception was lovely if a little awkward mostly because I felt so awkward, but nearly two hours went by and I started hearing in chatter that they couldn't find the groom. People in the wedding party were really starting to freak out thinking he just straight up left.

They eventually found him, he locked himself in a room at the hotel where the reception was being held. Eventually someone comes to me saying I need to go talk to him because he only wants to speak to me. I just truly wanted to die and get swallowed up by the ground but I said fine I'll go talk to him and see if I can convince him to come out.

We talk, he says he can't go through with it because he's been staring at me the entire time and not even thinking about the bride to be literally on the other side of the door listening to us. I got a little heated telling him that he's really hurting her and it's extra shitty because that wasn't just about him it's about her too, hes the one who proposed to her, planned a wedding with her, ect. I said call it off if you want but you and I aren't getting back together and you need to go out there either way and talk to her.

After that he came out, idk what was discussed exactly with her or the wedding party but eventually they said the ceremony will go through as planned. I couldn't get out of there fast enough, I felt so horrible that I'd probably ruined this girl's dream day and I should've turned down the invitation and been straight up with her.

I tried to forget about it then three months later he hits me up on a blank burner account on facebook explaining it was him and asking me for nude pictures. I screenshot the messages, did not respond, and sent them to his wife. They both blocked me on everything after that but I heard from a mutual friend that she'd filed for divorce, they hadn't even been married for three full months.

It's not solely because of me that they got divorced, apparently there was a whole slew of girls he'd been messaging and he never really stopped messing around behind her back but I feel like if I'd just said something right away during that initial call maybe she wouldn't have gone through with it and wouldn't have been put in that position as the wife who got cheated on.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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aspd-culture · 2 months

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aspd and adhd(/possible autism) culture is realizing only once you're out of high school "ohhhhhhh wait, so i thought i wasn't abused growing up, but actually i was and it only stopped due to covid, and that resulted in my osdd system and aspd?"

buckle up, this is Long and definitely classifies as a Vent. honestly, you can ignore the middle section and jump to the next blank line of space if you want.

jesus christ. i was punished more harshly than my peers, i struggled to make friends, i was put into a little school program where board games were used to reinforce good behavior in problem kids which i only realized two months ago, my memory issues (which were always there, but only noticed in fifth grade) got me into so much shit with every authority figure ever, i broke a window using one of those mechanical hamster things that were popular at the time by accident but i didn't care at all, that's just scratching the surface

memories of things have been coming back to me lately. according to my mom i was such a nice little kid, always shared and was polite and highly empathetic, all the goods.

school came along, flipped everything on its head. i remember harassing and hurting animals, and people, and sometimes telling those people not to tell—not because i felt bad but because i didn't want to get into trouble again, it was an inconvenience. my home life was pretty good but other kids left me out of things a lot and sometimes called me names, even the neighbors' kids i liked to hang out with would make me the monster of their games and that does something to a kid (one of them is also the reason i'm a victim of cocsa). when i did something wrong or bad there was only punishment because i "should know not to do that" and so i had to teach myself how to be a functioning and good member of society. i got good at lying towards the end of third grade, the skill got better from there with every punishment i faced

when a former friend told me "hey, you have aspd traits/might have aspd" i went and found the checklist, because thorough research is how i work, went through it. at the time i didn't think it fit very well because "yes, i experience that but that's pretty normal for people, i learned how to manage it under several layers of creating a socially acceptable person just like everyone else"

i've gone back to it a couple times since and wow, surprise surprise, everything applies! the "this doesn't apply to me because i have a system to help with this thing" mindset means the thing still applies! there's some stuff, namely the destruction and truancy, that i didn't do but that's solely because i knew i couldn't get away with it and therefore didn't bother trying. so thanks to aaaaaaall that stuff and more, i definitely grew up with both conduct disorder and odd, and now it's aspd

i can't say i'm mad about having aspd? it causes problems in my life, yes, but i've spent so long wrangling myself into a form small enough to fit into society's box that it's not the worst thing anymore. i think i'm more mad at society, my peers, for not helping me with this and being kind where they should've, especially my mom as of recently

that said: it is fucking hard-wired into me that there's only good people and bad people in the world. harmful behavior towards me (or someone else doing something i can't forgive) is automatically met with hammurabi's eye for an eye. the coping mechanisms i use work very well, are generally healthy, and people who don't do anything to calm themselves down and think rationally tend to piss me off. i have been fighting those things for a while but they're the ones that simply won't go away. hamburger help me.

aspd-culture-is

There's a lot of good information in this ask. Too many people see ASPD as a direct result of physical abuse or CSA/SA, when a lot of ASPD symptoms really develop around things that are seen as smaller issues, where a child's problems get diminished by the people who are supposed to help that child to the point where they feel the only person that will help them is themself.

More than anything else, I personally think a very quick and simple way to decrease the number of people who end up with ASPD would be to get parents and other caregiving adults, and honestly society as a whole, to understand that regardless of how simple, silly, or insignificant it may seem to someone older, these "silly" things are often the worst thing the child has experienced up until that point. Someone always having to be the monster sounds like nothing to an adult, leading to no response to help besides maybe "they're just teasing you, ignore them". But "just teasing" is the most social rejection a child has experienced to that point, and so it is extremely distressing and emotionally painful. It feels like the most isolated they could possibly be, because they haven't been around long enough to experience worse. Then, the child is told to ignore it, which not only fails to make them feel better, but often causes it to get even worse as the other kids try and push harder to get the reaction they're looking for. Do they eventually give up? Sometimes. But the lengths and extremes many bullies will go to when "just teasing" doesn't elicit a response is disturbing and that fact is either unknown to or ignored by adults.

Part of why always being made the monster does something to a kid is that it is treated as a non-issue. When that is what a developing brain learns is the reaction to their pain, they will no longer seek outside help when things become extreme.

TW: descriptions of SA/r threats. Skip the following paragraph and move to the next one to avoid. Also a bit of a vent.

When I was in school, I was teased. I was made the dog who was not allowed to talk or a person with their vocal chords removed any time we played pretend. Sometimes they made me a rock or stick on the ground, even. It sounds like nothing, and when I was told it would go away if I ignored them, I listened. It didn't stop them. It led to an entire set of multiple schools that were combined into one building seeing me as a verbal and sometimes physical plaything; a place to take out your angst and distress. I lost my personhood in their eyes, so my understanding of social interactions were tainted and colored by the way my peers treated me. I told anyone who tried to befriend me not to be seen talking to me, to bully me publicly so they wouldn't get the treatment I got, so even the few people who tried to be kind got a skewed, unnatural social interaction with me. Many listened, and I don't hold that against them at all. That's simply what they had to do to make it. It got to the point of receiving verbal and *detailed, written-out, and signed* r word threats, and boys who were 11 years old talking about kidnapping tying me up in their parents attic and using me whenever they wanted (theirs was more detailed). Some even attempted to touch me, and adults nearby ignored it because "X likes to handle it themselves, they don't like when adults get involved", because I learned that they would only vaguely say stop, and it would get worse. That's what happens when you just ignore it.

And what do we call a person who learns that only they can protect themselves, and who doesn't understand any positive interaction with anyone that isn't transactional? Antisocial. I hate the idea what a positive relationship with family is incompatible with ASPD, sorry about the rant. Because of how ASPD develops, I refuse to dislike or resent myself or my symptoms when it comes to ASPD. If people didn't want me like this, they shouldn't have treated me like this.

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TW: descriptions of SA/r threats. Skip the following paragraph and move to the next one to avoid. Also a bit of a vent.

#aspd-culture-is #aspd culture is #aspd culture #actually aspd #aspd #aspd awareness #actually antisocial #antisocial personality disorder #aspd traits #anons welcome #tw sa mention #tw abuse mention

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angelkitty54 · 6 months

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@the-sky-queen Here's the boy at last! Added in baby's first concert in the corner (coz I don't like big blank spaces); he's having a great time, even with his perpetual resting bitch face! I like to imagine he got a glowstick at the entrance coz everyone was getting one, but he has no idea what to do with it so he's just holding it the entire time! XD

Ugh, Shadow's design is surprisingly busy. Putting jacket on him was harder than it should've been... Gotta work around the chest floof and then the fact he don't got no neck! Also, I don't know how to draw helmets! Kinda based the design on the Lancelot helmet from Sonic and the Black Knight. Eh, is close enough for now I guess. (Am once again too tired to properly shade here too.)

Me thinks that Shadow's backstory be a little different, in that Maria was never murderized but probably still died young. Gerald modified the Ark in secret to be a spaceship, with the intention to have Shadow fly it out into space to keep his research out of GUN's hands. Once both Gerald and Maria are gone, Shadow pretty much loses all attachment he had to the world below and so does as instructed, journeying out across the stars.

Hmm, thinking that at some point he comes across the Black Arms and learns the dark secrets of his creation. But ultimately turns against Black Doom and the rest or the Black Arms, setting off on a crusade to bring an end to their reign of terror across the galaxy! Or something.

He largely kept to himself throughout all this. The time he spent on Mobius with Sonic and his siblings was the first time in many years that he'd let himself connect with others. Sonic also encouraged him to live a little instead of just devoting his entire existence to his "mission", something he took to heart even after breaking things off and leaving. He takes the time to stop and smell the space roses as it were, finding hobbies outside of fighting, like music for instance. ;)

Needless to say, Shadow was very shocked to find himself back at Earth after so many years...

#shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonic interstella au #sonic au #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog fanart #sonic underground #sonadow #interstella 5555 #my art #daft punk

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♯ The Fallen Ring.

What; Hear the telltales about a fallen ring under the deepest ocean?

Pairing: Freminet, Fem! Reader

Warnings: Possibly Grammar Errors.

Note: I've been dying for this man frfr. Please don't take it seriously as this is just made in pure imagination, also, his age hasn't been out yet(?) So...🧍‍♀️ it's just for the plot lmao. Anyway, enjoy!

Masterlist.

Down deep in the ocean was a dark, almost void, and a quiet place. A place where many dreaded to go at, or either want to explore at- or atleast attempted to do anyway but failed miserably.

It is the beauty of Fontaine. The calm ocean that every diver desire to go at- it is impossible to do so and the desire only comes within the hip and never the whole body. That's just it, remains a dream.

Unless if anyone dared, though.

A telltale about the fallen ring that is buried deep on the depths of the ocean, who would dare to get that? No one ever believed in old stories that's for children. Saying that if whoever retrieve the ring back to the owner's hands will be bound to them forever; it's a childish story that everyone mocked at.

Who would dare to risk dying under the ocean and risk marrying someone without knowing who the person is, anyway?

It's an old story that gone in ages, well, supposed to be.

As much as everyone hated the idea, one thing is the problem. It is him all along, he doesn't believe in the tale that much- he dreams about them, and wish. But when it comes at this point of retrieving the ring? Nobody even proved that there's a ring under the ocean to make him believe to the telltales.

After all, it's an old story, right?

Freminet blinks as he got himself ready for his diving day, his routine to be precise. Looking at the deep blue ocean with tranquility, there's no one here with him. No people, no noisy crowds, no one but him and his favorite place, the ocean.

He sighed and comes jumping of the blue water- it is cold and he expected it. Diving with ease as if he's expert to the field, he is. And soon enough, he got deeper and deeper at the ocean, looking at the slowly getting dark place- he doesn't know what to feel with it.

But all he knows was something is pulling him under the water.

It was as if he was in a trance before he knows it; he went deeper and deeper to the ocean, the light from above slowly had gone out and there is nothing but a blank space- it is eerie and he have mixed emotions with them.

Soon enough, he saw something glowing under the depths of the sea. He knows- he knows that he should go up on the water because he is slowly losing breath─ his eyes widen as he reached at the item.

A ring.

It is a beauty. Freminet studied it as he paused under the deep ocean. A telltales about the ring under the ocean; could it be true? He asked himself but then shook his head, no, Of course not.

Only such thing exist in fairytales, this is a real time.

'what should I do with you.' Freminet contemplated. Should he bring it back up on the light of just simply drop it off and ignore it? However, he isn't that kind of person. He wasn't diving for nothing, afterall.

He officially retrieve the ring.

And he's gone unconscious.

A slap on the cheek was all he felt until he gains back up to Teyvat. Automatically coughing his lungs out as he try to catch his breathing; he winced and look around him.

It was dark and he's back at the ground, again.

"Are you okay? You've been unconscious for awhile." A familiar voice called out as his eyes adverted towards the male. Ah, his brother. Was he gone really that long for his brother to even look for him? Maybe.

"What happened?" All he can ask with unstable voice. He felt a little bit disappointed at what happened, afterall, he came diving for awhile now and never has problems. He thought he is with friendly terms with waters.

But it seems that the water spare no one, even him.

"What do you mean? I should've asked you that instead." Lyney, his brother, stared at him in bewilderment and concern. "Me and Lynette are so worried, you know. So I came looking only to find you here laying and bearly breathing at all."

"Oh." Truth to be told. He didn't know what happened by then. After retrieving the ring and got unconscious- Ah. Right. He don't have anymore oxygen to breathe underwater, that was the case.

"Let's just go back. I don't want this to happen again." Lyney suddenly said as he slightly shivered at the coldness of the wind- he is near the ocean, afterall.

"Okay..."

The next day was the same as always. He didn't learn his lesson well as he goes back to the waters once more, but unlike the other day, he had gone so much safer this time. Like no problems at all, it was dark when he has gone back to the land- and just like he always wanted, he stayed there for a meantime.

Tranquility speaks melody along with the wind and sea. He likes it, very much.

At this time when he has alot of thoughts running inside his head, he stares at the beautiful little stars twinkling from above as the sound of waters accompany him. He isn't alone, that's not what he think about it.

It was then he suddenly remember the ring he fiund at thr ocean- he forgot to check it again like he promise that he will back at the House of Hearth. Thus, he skimmed on his pockets and then a shiny ring elegantly seated on his hand.

'It looks odd.' He thought as frown envelope his face. But that isn't the reason and he knows it. Somehow between the lines of the stars and the ocean- he wishes for more. A miracle? A magic? Something impossible. Something impossible that he felt disappointed when the world is unmoving by now.

He denies and denies about believing the telltales of the ring under the ocean. It was a fallen ring that everyone talks about, afterall. It is childish of him to think something as that, he sometimes scold himself from imagining the lines of telltales and real ones. That didn't help him, because everytime he denies it, he's secretly clinging on the false hope of something.

Something miraculous, something magical.

Not like what his brother performs; he want something real. Not "Miracles are like magic tricks" of his, he wants miracle and miracle only. To break the barrier between the reality and his fairytale- he can only wish by then.

"You found it!" He flinched when he heard someone gasp behind him. Turning his head in confusion, he frowned. No one ever go at the area he was in at this hour. Considering that the moon peeked at the horizon as stars accompany them- he found her glowing orbs.

What. That was all he could utter to what he's seeing infront of him as his brows furrowed in confusion before the imaginary penguin slap him on the face in realization.

"Is this...um..." He clears his throat, holding the ring infront of the woman- he assumed that the ring is hers, from the looks of what that came out of her mouth- his shy and nervous persona had gone back up once again.

"Mine? Oh yes! I'm glad you found it!" He heard her clap in glee as he adverted his gaze somewhere. His hand brushing at hers the moment she took the ring on his palm- he felt the shivers ran down his spine. But why, though? "And I found you, my light."

Freminet didn't have the time to react as he felt her skin on his cheek, it was as if the air is kissing him- he swallowed back a startled gasp and halt there, out of breath due to nervousness. Who is this woman who claimed him so easily like as if nothing?

"W-who are you? And... I think y-you're talking to..um..." He trailed off as he felt the woman stared at him with a grin. He slowly study her features and one thing he wanted to admit is that the woman infront of him has a look, starting to the structure of her face, her gleaming eyes that held innocence but also mischievousness in them- his breath faltered and stared at her in awe. "I think you might've... mistaken.. by any chance."

If fairytales are true, all he wanted to identify the woman infront of him is nothing but a siren. A beautiful siren that lures fishermen into the depths of the sea until their last breath. Freminet is awestruck, and he didn't know why.

"What? I'm sure that I never make mistakes when it's from important matter." She smiled at him as he was slowly being hypnotized at her beautiful orbs, feeling as if the water officially embrace him in a comfort. He felt her hands caress his cheek in a gentle manner-

"Especially when I'm talking about my soon to be partner in life."

#genshin imagines #genshin imapct #freminet x reader #genshin impact x reader #freminet x you

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(long ask, sorry)

me, starting to read orv: *never questions anything, why the novel became a reality, who yjh's sponsor is, buying into kim dokja's shitty explanations for his extreme self-sacrificial tendencies. Because. those things just aren't questioned, and definitely not answered in most isekai rpg-esque stories i read*

me, finishing orv: *traumatized, because singnsong proceeded to answer all of those blanks in horrifyingly profound and literary ways*

i just..never thought about it too much?? i reallly did go into this blind, thinking it was a normal, wish fulfillment/self-insert, loser mc to hero fantasy T.T i should've gone in further to your posts because maybe i might've been warned (i started reading cuz of you !!! now pay for my therapy :)

OD reveal my beloved <3 everything about kdj just makes me cry man. i did not think i was gonna get attached to him as much as i am now 😭😭 maybe i was jaded from the multiple shitty isekai anime and manga i've read but i really just wasn't expecting kdj to have such character- ALL of the characters to be so lovable and make me want to cry, cheer and cherish all of them. ESPECIALLY yoo joonghyuk, man the early days of orv where i thought he was gonna be the typical punching bag asshole, unimportant side-character, who the mc gives a beatdown to as some kind of power play(?) 😭 embarassing. hahahhaha

i feel like thats exactly orv's goal. to lure you in with a bunch of trendy genres and tropes and then somewhere down the line it hits your psyche at your most vulnerable. you see kdj being so confident in his knowledge of the world, so omniscient, so to speak, that you simply do not need to question his otherwise eyebrow-raising deeds. he says that helping lgy was hypocritical. he tells ysa that he threw the insect net in her direction by coincidence. he says that yjh is a cold psycho who only cares about seeing the end of the scenarios. and you end up "believing" him. bcs he's omniscient

but then, fast forward a few scenarios later and kdj prioritizes lgy over himself and gives him to yjh to fill the green zone. fast forward a few scenarios more and kdj saves ysa's life with 4th wall's help. he sees yjh lose it when he dies in front of him. he gets so emotional when he finds out yjh has come to the demon realm for him (albeit kdj always seems to give yjh the short end of the stick by Doubting him but by this point we know that he may not be as omniscient as we first thought. especially when it comes to knowing everything about yjh)

fun fact abt me i also kinda went into orv 'blind' so to speak. sure i knew who od sp and tls123 were in names only but the actual revelations shook me to my core regardless 😭😭

and omg 🥺🥺 you read orv because of me im so honored OTL making ppl read orv is like my only goal in life at this point gjsjsh

#ask #orv #orv is like heyyy look at me im just your casual reverse isekai novel with game-like setup scenarios and survival of the fittest plot #what could possibly go wrong #and lo and behold everything can and will go wrong #free trauma and mental illness is but one click away

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wickedlittleoz · 9 months

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Hello hello! 🙌 Some time ago on blue bird app I saw someone talking about a royal guard Genji x a (what if) royal guard captain Hanzo and would like to give a penny for your thoughts on it? :3c I think the idea is fun and has lots of potential to develop but also potential to create plot holes if not careful 🏃

Thank you and have a nice day!

HEY THERE <3

sooooo i'm not sure if you wanted this to be like a list of headcanons but i got a little excited and wrote a little drabble lmao

I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! like i didn't enjoy questwatch as much as i thought i would tbh but including hanzo and shimadacest in the story just made it so interesting LOL

i think genji would give hanzo so much work just because he knows hanzo wouldn't punish him, it would be hilarious. and the shit genji and tracer would get up to, to queen emily and hanzo's dismay? blizz should've gone with that angle XDDD

anyway, little drabble coming up under the read more, and anon? thank you!!! hope you enjoy <3~

Hanzo is but a child when they meet

The King has a nasty habit of taking in unruly children whose parents can’t or won’t care for, and training them to be knights. Genji comes in a scoop of scrawny 8-year-olds about three years after Hanzo himself is handed over by his father, except that Genji’s parents don’t try to get rid of him like Hanzo’s dad did; no, Genji's father was a knight himself and died in the long running war, and his mother, or so the gossip goes, died of heartache upon hearing the news.

At this point Hanzo has made himself a bit of a top dog among the other kids. He’s only 12, but there’s already so many ugly feelings inside him that he pushes and pushes on the training grounds, until when he goes to bed at night he just blanks out. Wakes up the next day and does it all over again. The kids fear him; the knights who train them, love him.

So when Genji arrives full of toothy smiles and snarky responses, they clash. He gets under Hanzo’s skin fast and he enjoys doing it – revels in the looks of wonder the other kids save for him, because he’s the only one who stands up to Hanzo.

It takes less than a week for Hanzo to lash out at him during training. Adults have to step in and push them apart before he beats the younger boy to a pulp. He gets weeks of cleaning duties for punishment and hates Genji even more.

But time does its thing; they learn to get along if only to avoid problems. Hanzo finds that Genji is fun to be around and as they grow older, when he realizes that boys are more than just stinky and prone to fight, he sees beauty in Genji’s smile and a similar desire in the hands that search for him after nightfall.

Genji is his first kiss when he’s 17 and shaking with cold and anxiety.

But they’re not alone, that night. There’s a knight doing safety rounds and he sees them hidden in the forest. It’s nothing more than kissing, but he takes them in and punishment comes hard enough to drive them apart. Hanzo is made knight early and sent to war on the far eastern front; Genji stays to finish his training.

The war is long, merciless, horrifying. Hanzo learns that while boys might enjoy a little spar, men are more destructive than any monster he’s ever encountered. He’s forced to forget Genji because he knows he might never see him again; just hopes they can end this carnage before the younger man is sent to fight alongside him and either has to watch the other die.

Years later, when he returns victorious in spite of everything, one of the few survivors, the King is dead to old age and Queen Emily, a much more benevolent creature than her father, is ruling. Her hand is kind and her smile is easy, and she crowns Hanzo Royal Guard Captain for his merits in the war.

He doesn’t think he deserves it, but when he stands before the crowd and sees the proud joy in Genji’s eyes, he forgets all the horrors and all the time passed fades away, and they’re kids hiding in the woods to experiment love for the first time all over again.

They run off that night to that same place, and Genji tells him they were going to make me Captain if the war never ended when it did and Hanzo says he’s sorry, that he deserves it more than Hanzo does, and Genji laughs and tells him thank you, I didn’t want it, you were born for this.

Hanzo cries when they make love for the first time because he’d forgotten, for years and years, what good feelings were like.

It doesn’t take long for the word to spread out, that the Captain takes one of his knights to bed every night, that this was the whole reason they got separated in their youth. Queen Emily calls them to a private meeting one cold afternoon and Hanzo wants so bad to hold Genji’s hand, he’s terrified that they’ll never make it out of here alive, but they kneel before her with pride and resilience, and she sighs.

Before he died my father told me a story about the two of you, she says gravely. About why he arranged to send you away. It wasn’t because of your love… You should know my father, albeit harsh and strict, had no problem with men like you, or… Women like me.

The Queen seems to blush, bowing her head gently to glance at her own personal guard, a lively brunette who’s far too quick on her feet for anyone’s good, Hanzo has learned since his return.

And the soft tone of this conversation finally clicks. He chances a quick look in Genji’s direction and finds a knowing smirk.

However, she resumes a minute later, the truth is that… Well… Though you weren’t raised together, my father told me you two are actually related. It was a matter of forbidden love between your darling mother, Captain, and your heroic father, Knight Genji. Now, we have no way of knowing how much of this is true, but… You understand his reticence to allow a romantic relationship to bloom between you. Here I am no one to stop love when it’s so clearly written before my eyes. But I thought you deserved to know.

Her words fall flat at Hanzo’s feet; they might be half-brothers, he thinks, but as the Queen herself said, they weren’t raised as such. He feels no fraternal affection towards the man beside him. And life and war have thrown so many horrors towards him that he wants to grab the good and the love while he has them.

Genji as well doesn’t seem at all unnerved by the news. Instead, later that night when they retire to Hanzo’s sleeping quarters, he claims love to his big brother and laughs when Hanzo blushes, and things seem to be just fine.

So in the years that follow, the kingdom of Overland becomes a place where people like Hanzo, Genji, Queen Emily and Tracer, the knight, go to find peace and acceptance. They don’t start new wars and the knights fight to protect the Queen and the goodness that she sows. Hanzo still assists training squires and Genji becomes his right arm on the field.

And together, they’re unstoppable.

#asks #anon #shimadacest #my fics #sorry i went a little off canon here with their origin and relation #i love emily so much btw i wish we could see/read more from her #something something queer chars in ow are just token representation you get the drill #ANYWAY THANKS ANON!!!#royal guard anon ⚔✨

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g-xix · 2 months

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am i the only one who thinks cancel culture has gone a bit too far? like we’re literally “canceling” people for the stupidest shit these days, and let’s be honest, most of us do these things in private as well. tell me you’ve NEVER made like a lgbtq+ joke (obviously not a full on offensive one) if a cc even made a harmless joke they’d full on canceled and harassed

IM NOT AIMING THIS AT U, i just rlly wanted to state my opinion on this 😭 i just don’t think it’s fair how we also judge some cc’s but not all. its different if they said some shit like “kill the (blank)” but for example (a stupid one, i know, but it’s 3 am and i can’t think properly) the internet cancelled charli d’amelio because she said ‘she couldn’t wait to hit a 100 mil because even numbers’ and that she wouldn’t eat a snail … bruva

No because I agree with quite a bit of this post, bc:

Cancel culture is unnecessarily didactic and entitled sometimes.

It's really weird how as an audience, people try to tell others that what they do is wrong, and that they should correct their actions. Because who the fuck has the rights to make the rules of what is wrong and right within society?

I think cancel culture is valid when it's consistent with laws - yk - getting people like child groomers called out and removed from platforms because that's plain fucking illegal. The law system is a great place to base your morals off of (from my limited knowledge of laws), but then again...

If a CC has committed a crime, is just removing their platform the best thing to do?

Sure, alerting their following a person is bad is a great place to start. Yk, reduce their following at their supporting because they're a straight WRONG'UN... but then what? We just let them live their normal ass lives after committing a crime? When the hell does police step in and sort it out?

Cancel culture is good at alerting the audience of a person's wrongdoings if illegal, but at that point, serious investigation and police intervention is probably also worth a shot.

But cancel culture is also really fucking harmful.

Obviously, rate of cancellation is very different online. Certain fandoms have different rates of cancellability, and boundaries with what CCs say. Need it in graphical form? Say less.

(No data backing this up, quite opinion and personal experience based so err... maybe take w a pinch of salt)

But there's places like AMP and Sidemen whereby they do A LOT of more morally gray things (objectify women, mild-casual homo and transphobia...)

And then there's placed like the MC fandom which need to take the fucking chill pill and slow it down. I mean, I remember this from my MCYT days:

"I get lesbians", said TommyInnit, "get" meaning understand (of course) - which didn't seem like a big deal to me. It empathised w women thinking men were a bit ew and unpreferable, and sure, it's a bit demeaning to men in a way whereby there's a bit "men < women" stereotype, but I don't think that's very harmful in an already patriarchal society.

but regardless, the fans were pretty fkn pissed because they interpreted what he said to mean that he... got with lesbians... And when someone explained to them that he meant "get" as in "understand" - you know, he's not a raging misogynist, self-proclaimed lesbian-undoing womanizer - did they back down and admit there was a misinterpretation within communication?

Nope!

Instead they tried to prove that he was still in the wrong because that was a poor word choice and he should've just said "understand" instead, if that's what he really meant.

They literally tried to 'cancel' him, for a lexical choice.

So in times like that, I remember that cancel culture isn't a wonderful thing - and the Charli D'amelio reference you give is just as valid tbh, anon.

Charli's cancellation + hate, I would love to talk about, but considering this is already a stupidly long n waffle-y post, I think I'll save it for next time.

Overall conclusions + take-aways: -Cancel culture is good at taking platforms away from genuinely bad ppl -But who are we to try and push our own morals onto a Content Creator? Ignorance is bad and should be corrected but often-times this didactic role which viewers take on is also just plain entitled -I think it's better to point out flaws and present them to the audience + CC to hear them out, rather than viciously aiming to remove a platform and enforce views onto others -Some places need a lot less cancel culture bc it's just not needed - some places need a lot more maturity to understand why what a CC does isn't morally great -Lots of generalised sweeping statements made here - feel free to argue them j don't come at my neck ab them

peace n love as always

#WAFFLE!!#cancel culture #youtube #youtubers #youtuber #sidemen #amp #mcyt #minecraft #minecraft community #online community #vlogger #im just sorry in general this was a very long + lowkey badly explained post

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theaudacitytowrite · 2 years

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Congratulations for the 1k!!!

Sooo for the requests, may I request 39 (Can I hold you...a little longer?), 77 (you're beautiful) and 28 (Please just open the door)

I want it to be extremely angsty, I want this one shot to have me crying rolling on the floor screaming and shaking. Go ham. Make us cry.

Also if possible Jotün loki crumbs? I'd do anything for my boy <3

#39: "Can I just... hold you, a little longer?"

#77: "You're beautiful."

#28: "Please, just open the door."

I finally got to yours! I looked forward to write this one. Ofc this is a continuation to the Jotunheim Saga bc we need a bit of angst and Jotun Loki in it!

Also you didn't have to flatter me to write some Jotun Loki for you... but it helped 😜😘 I hope it’s angsty enough. Not sure if it's cry worthy tho^^

Ruby eyes stared back at him unrelentingly as he observed himself in the mirror only clad in a towel. His hair laid heavy on his shoulders, still wet from the shower.

Loki's jaw clenched as he looked back at his reflection until he couldn't bear the monster in front of him taunting him with its blank stare.

His eyes fell as he let his gaze wander over his dark blue skin, the tips of his fingers and toes almost black as if they were frostbitten. His eyes wandered up his arms until the intricate icy blue markings meandered up his shoulders, connecting on his chest. They looked like they were carved into his flesh, disfiguring his skin. His hand instinctively reached up to trace the fine lines on his chest, his stomach churning at the still unfamiliar sensation. Nausea filled his mind as he recoiled his hand in disgust.

If it wasn’t for this norn forsaken diplomatic visit to his home planet Loki could have gladly gone without having to change into his Jotun Form ever again. But since his Aesir Form would’ve stirred up even more unnecessary challenges he had no other choice than to change into a more acceptable appearance. And even in this abominable body, he had a hard time earning to earn the respect of the Jotun council and its people.

Loki sighed deeply as he ran a hand through his wet curls. He shook his head in defeat. It had been almost three months now and it didn’t seem that he could ever fully accept his heritage nor be accepted here. Soon he would have to leave again and it felt like he hadn't achieved anything at all. He was deep in thought as stared blankly into the mirror.

“Wow... you're beautiful." your gasp made Loki's eyes shoot up, meeting your gaze in the mirror, his eyes wide in horror.

“Y/N! What are you doing here?!” Loki yelled shocked, his hand quickly shooting in your direction. As if on strings your body was pulled out of the room, the door shutting harshly right before your nose.

“I'm so sorry, Loki!” you pressed your palms flat against the door, “I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“You should've knocked!” he spat against the door.

“I did! I promise!” you felt your throat closing up as you could hear the anger in his voice. You knew his Jotun Form was a delicate topic as he had told you about his aversion because of the tour in the first place.

“You should've never seen this!” Loki tried to snarl but the tremble in his voice gave away the distress he was in.

“I'm so sorry, Loki.” you whispered sheepishly, your hand slowly sliding down the door, "But why shouldn't I see it? What's so bad about it? I saw you just now and nothing happened, did it?"

“Why not? Why not?!” he chanted furiously, his breath got erratic as a maniacal laugh resounded in his room.

“Loki, please just open the door.” you pleaded softly, fearing for his well-being, “Please let me in."

A deathly silence fell over Loki’s room. You were already wondering if he had teleported himself away when a quiet click of the lock echoed through the empty hall. The door opened slowly, Loki’s Aesir figure appearing behind it.

His blue eyes met yours, staring you down as he slowly walked out of his room. With every step he took his skin started to change into a blue hue and the marks appeared on the surface and his blue eyes darkened into a vibrant red.

"’Why not’ you ask.” his normally velvety voice had turned into a husky rasp, “This is not beautiful, Y/N. Far from it. I am a monster."

You gulped hard as he approached you, mirroring him as you took a step backwards every time he stepped forward. You felt like prey in his piercing gaze. Your back hit the cold wall in the hall but Loki’s steady steps didn’t halt. He only stopped when he was towering over you.

“But why do you say that?” you knit your brows doleful, “Loki, you look beautiful, you're not a monster."

“Have you seen my kind?” he snarled bitterly.

“Yes I have.” you nodded your head sternly, “And all I see is a nation that wants to live a normal peaceful life on their home planet. Where is the difference to the Aesir? Where is the difference to us humans?”

“It's different. Jotuns are a brutal nation. Just now I can feel all this rage in my veins." he looked down at his hands horrified.

“Is it really your ancestry or is it your hatred towards Jotuns because of what Odin had told you as a child?” you asked bluntly, ”Loki, they were just tales. Tales to scare children, to make them believe that diversity isn't natural.”

“So you’re not afraid of this?” he asked challenging.

“Of you?” you asked amused, a small nod from him as an answer aching in your heart.

“What is there to be afraid of, Loki? Your beauty?” you looked up at him.

“It’s not pretty.” Loki shook his head, avoiding your gaze.

“You are.” you softly cupped his cheek with your hand, gently urging him to turn back, “Inside and out.”

Loki slowly nodded as he gazed down at you with glassy eyes. Without another word he bent down, slinging his arms around you. You were quick to hug him back.

"Thank you." he breathed into your ear, "I think I needed to hear that."

You were about to pull away, loosening your grip when Loki's suddenly tightened.

"Can I just... hold you, a little longer?” he whispered only over a breath.

"Of course," you chuckled, tightening your embrace again.

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