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formulafics · 6 months

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★ THE JPG CHRONICLES | PART 2

Scenario: the long awaited jpg account from everyone’s favorite mclaren reserve driver is here. with her second and third post, yn accidentally strikes some confusion in the fandom.

Pairing: f1 grid x fem!reader

A/N: and the drama begins 🤭 who do you think the bf is? who do you want the bf to be? 👀 hope you guys enjoy!

PART 1 | PART 3 | PART 4

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yn.jpg user @/oscarpiastri is eepy and hungry

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oscarpiastri idk how to feel about this one

⤷ yn.jpg you should feel honored to be featured on my account :)

formulanorris yn it’s a little past 9 pm…

⤷ yn.jpg sorry my bf was harassing me at that time.

⤷ formulanorris BOYFRIEND?

⤷ gretavanf1 …ain’t no way bro 💔 my wife has a boyfriend

piastrispastry yn said “be there at 9” then showed up at 2 am

⤷ rizzciardo she just like me fr

papayabull does this mean oscar is this weeks favorite boy?

⤷ yn.jpg yes but he doesn’t get full credit. we were going strong and then he hurt my feelings (he said he wouldn’t go out to eat with me)

⤷ oscarpiastri because zak brown, my boss, told me i had to be at work. key words: boss, work.

⤷ yn.jpg you hate me. it’s fine.

logansargeant every day i fear that i’ll be on this account

⤷ yn.jpg your time will come don’t worry

⤷ logansargeant i’m scared

norrisnation ARE WE IGNORING THAT YN SAID “bf”

⤷ sainzchili yes bc she’s silly and probably was joking

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yn.jpg two posts in one week? 😱 crazy, ik. anyways, here’s a lil appreciation post for the boy who’s taught me all i know about photography. <3

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norrisnation THESE ARE SO CUTE

landonorris i didn’t know you were capable of taking good pictures

⤷ yn.jpg i didn’t know you were capable of being funny - oh. you aren’t.

⤷ formulanorris LMFAO I AM SCREAMING THIS IS SO FUNNY i love yn 😭

norrisnation …is this a bf reveal?

⤷ yn.jpg nah lando is just my bestest friend in the world and i love him

⤷ rizzciardo yn and lando are my favorite friendship :( they’re my kids, i feel like a proud mom

landaurnorris this is a lil TOO appreciative for yn and lando 🤨 i think this is the announcement team

⤷ norrisnation she said no 💔 i thought they’d be cute together

⤷ formulapapaya if you ask me, she and oscar are dating. i’m 100% convinced

⤷ rizzciardo i need a full twitter thread abt this rn or else

⤷ formulapapaya BET. i will literally start working on it now because i’ve believed in oscyn for so long now 🤭

🏷️ | @jsjcue @treehouse-mouse @renarots @minkyungseokie @raizelchrysanderoctavius

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helloyellow17 · 11 months

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Idk man I might get torn to shreds for saying this, but I simply cannot understand the new trend, particularly among younger internet users, where people write a laundry list of their triggers in their bio and then expect everyone to read and cater to said list on a PUBLIC PLATFORM.

This is the same mentality that drives people to attack appropriately tagged fics on AO3 for having x y or z content because “How dare you post this when I have trauma about this???” Obviously if someone is going to write a super heavy and highly sensitive fic and NOT tag it properly, they ought to be called out on it. But this isn’t about that, it’s about the people who don’t curate their own content, it’s about the people who enter public spaces and demand that the general public cater to THEM specifically.

Additionally: Listing out your triggers for everyone to see is just ASKING for trolls to come into your inbox and flood you with triggering content. (Unfortunately, as much as we would like to believe otherwise, the internet is full of selfish jerks who don’t give a crap about anybody’s trauma.) Not only this, but the algorithm does not read your bio. The algorithm does not care about your triggers unless YOU make sure to block specific tags and content.

YOU are responsible for curating your own content, and nobody else.

Obviously this is not to say people shouldn’t try to tag their posts for common triggers, because that’s the common courtesy thing to do. But if Becky has a phobia of bees, it is on her to block that tag and curate her feed around it, and she does not get the exclusive right to suddenly demand that nobody talk about bees within a ten mile radius of her. If Alec has a phobia of dogs, then it is well within his right to avoid contact with them, but he doesn’t get to go to a public park and yell at anybody who brings their dog there. It is his responsibility to know his own limits and seek out parks that are dog-free. (If someone brings a dog to a dog-free area, that’s a whole different issue that I won’t be getting into rn but yes, the person who does that is in the wrong there.)

The internet is widely a public space. If you want to create a safe space completely and utterly free of your specific triggers, you have to put the work in to make that space for yourself. You don’t get to ask other internet strangers to do it for you.

I’m saying this out of genuine concern (and admittedly, frustration) because there are so many young teens in fandom nowadays who don’t understand this, and they end up putting themselves in extremely vulnerable and even downright dangerous situations because they don’t understand that putting your well-being in the hands of a stranger is a terrible idea.

Please be safe, and for the love of all that is holy, be reasonable. Curating your content yourself is just as much a protection for you as it is a vital key that allows public communities to function.

#hyramblings #fandom culture #internet discourse #trauma triggers #anxiety triggers #safe space #if I get one person saying “BUT WHAT IF SOMEONE IGNORES X AND DOES IT ANYWAY #we literally went over this #they’re a jerk and have responsibility too #but this ain’t about them rn #ya feel?#internet communities #fandom community

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achelouise · 18 days

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Lies, mysteries, and tricks

Fandom: Honkai Starail

Pairing: Sunday/Gen!reader, MENTIONED Gallagher/reader

Warnings: Spoilers for 2.1! Very toxic, from both sides, I think? Maybe OOC Sunday.

Summary: You learn about Robin's death, and rush to console Sunday. He isn't the thing you should be worrying about, though.

A/N: It's been a while! Came back to write this, because I couldn't stop thinking about this idea. It's rushed, and it's not really well-written, and it's short. Please forgive me~ (I am obsessed with Gallagher rn, so if anyone has any ideas I would love to hear and write about them :D (I still don't know how to properly use tumblr btw))

“Sunday? Are you in there?”

No answer. You drum your fingers against your sides nervously.

“Sunday, can we talk? Please?”

Still no answer. Your heart beats widely in your chest.

You ignore your thunderous heart as you slowly push the doors of the mansion open. The creaking doors echo and bounce along the empty halls, revealing a giant room, devoid of any light. A luxurious bed, dorned with lights and gems and painted with beautiful colors, is tucked away at the very side of the room. Sunday’s bedroom.

The factions had established that, other than the man himself, Sunday’s blood-related family, along with his spouse, would have access to it. Sunday himself had no permission to grant access to anyone, so you are surprised when the bellhop simply glanced at you and let you in without protest.

You could only guess it was because you two were close friends, and they were used to seeing you enter the Pavilion as children. Still, to enter his bedroom must be a breach in security…

But he wasn’t in any other room you could find. Time was slipping, lives were being lost, and you needed to find him. Fast.

You’re not exactly in the know. Most things you know, only Gallagher has told you. But you know full well that Sunday needs support.

“Sunday, please. I know I haven’t visited in… a while. I know what happened, and I’m sorry. Let’s work this out together. Don’t run away. Please?”

Only your echoes answer.

You were rambling to yourself at this point, desperation climbing further and further up to your chest. You have seen what Sunday does when he loses those he loves- and you want to help him. You don’t ever want to see him like that again. Never again.

You glance at the papers scattered on his desk. Maybe they have some information on where he went. He likes to rant in diaries.

You close your eyes, and pray to whatever Aeon you follow.

Forgive my sins for ever trespassing privacy to this extent.

You don’t exactly have a clear mind when you start to rummage through the papers that endured wear and tear. You start to read some.

How could she do this?

It’s fine. It’s fine. Itsfineitsfineitsfineitsfineitsfine

Robin. Dear Aeons, Robin.

When I find the traitor I will make them pay in blo o d

Please don’t leave me please

Please please please please pleasepleas e

Your stomach drops. Poor Sunday.

Something else catches your eye, though. A soft reflection of a photo, pinned at the corner of the widespread desk. You lean over to take a good look at it.

You bite your lip so hard it nearly breaks skin. But even that dulls in comparison to the piles and piles of photos- all of them just you and Gallagher.

There are a wide range of those photos; from you two sitting across each other in the Dreamjolt Hostelry, to your hands linked together, faces flushed and smiles bright. All of them, with Gallagher’s face crossed out with glaring, red circles.

How dare he HOW DARE HE HOW DARE HE

HE DID IT HE KILLED HER HE TOOK HER I WILL MAKE HIM PAY

The words are jagged and rough, as if he had barely managed to carve it out with his bare hands. It is a gigantic contrast to the sweet and elegant cursives he writes in his letters to you. It almost made you believe it wasn’t even Sunday who wrote this.

But you’re not stupid. You swallow the bile down your throat as your stomach churns with heightened fear and uncertainty. Sunday is a clever man, which makes him infinitely more dangerous.

Admittedly, he is far more unhinged than the public understands. You’ve never had a problem with it- only crazy can recognize crazy, and that was probably how he uncovered the plan of that gambler.

This doesn’t work in your favor, though. You don’t want to know what it means when he directs this insanity towards you.

You turn to leave.

“Ah, you found me.”

A hand shoots out to grip your arm, and you have no time to react. Shock, as quick as it comes, is slow to settle down. You try to scream.

“Oh Triple-Faced Soul, please seal this traitor's tongue and palms with a hot iron, so that the traitor will not be able to fabricate lies and make false vows.”

No.

Your whole body goes cold. You feel it- the soft waves of Harmony pulsing in your head, trapping your tongue and seeing through your eyes. You had seen its effect- seen how it slaughters and breaks those who disobey. But to receive this kind of treatment yourself…

You finally process the dangerous situation you’re in, and wrench free from his grasp. You regain your stance as you stumble backwards, a question on the tip of your tongue. “Why?”

Sunday looks… off. His clothes are askew, his eyebags more apparent without the illusion of Harmony, and a smile, out of place and out of his mind. He chuckles, far too gentle, so much so that it sends shivers down your spine.

“You know how this goes, don’t you?” he coos, berating and condescending. “Answer my questions truthfully, or suffer the rejection of the Harmony.”

“Why would I ever lie to you?” you ask, “What is there even to ask?”

His eye twitches. His voice drops an octave, laced with poison and jealousy. “You know perfectly well what I mean.”

He breathes in, regaining his footing as the questions begin. “Are you interested in Gallagher? Is he interested in you?”

You think of him. A few hours ago, he insisted he came along to find Sunday with you. You’re starting to regret that decision. “Yes- and, I… I think so.”

Sunday tsks. “Do you know what he is? What it is?”

You cross your arms. “No. He is not human, but I am not exactly a young damsel in distress myself.”

“Do you not understand? That that man is nothing but a memetic entity, with thousands of truths woven together as a lie? Do you not know that the man you hold hands with killed Robin in cold blood? Why would you want to be with a foul beast like him?”

You are taken aback at the venom in Sunday’s tone. He isn’t even hiding it anymore. His breathing is ragged, and his eyes are blown wide.

“I… didn’t.” you admit, far too overwhelmed by his genuine frustration to confirm the validity in his claims.

Sunday suddenly withdrawals, as if sensing he has taken you off guard. He draws himself to his full height, casting a shadow with the light outside in the halls. The pulses in your head die out, as if they were never there.

“You are being tricked, dearest. He is not the man you think he is. He is a monster, a murderer, that serves under a shameful stain. Join me, in the pursuit of the Watchmaker. We can make all of them pay in blood.”

He rants, and you feel your heart sink. He is unstable because of this recent loss, but he has clearly not lost his mind. There is still rhyme and reason to what he does.

“My past? Hah, let’s not get into that just yet. I’ll tell you- someday.”

You glance down at the hand he offers you. His gaze is tender, but far too fragile. His lips are quivering, a silent plea.

You want to reject him. You want to scream at him, punch him, and run away, as far as possible. Gallagher had promised he would explain himself one day, and you had not mentally prepared yourself to know.

But given the unstable state he was in, it is unwise to simply respond with violence.

You reach out for his hand- only for a blade, dark and violet laced with gold, piercing from his stomach. Blue liquid pours from his gut, and this time, you truly do scream.

You don’t hear anything. The withdrawal of the blade is defeated by the look of despair and shock in Sunday’s eyes. He reaches for your hand, in a blind desperation- only to dissipate at the softest graze into a sea of bubbles.

Your heart thunders in your ribcage. A silent dread washes over you, and you hear your breaths grow shorter.

A lighter goes out.

Strong, warm arms envelop you.

A voice, low and gruff, tells you that it’s going to be okay. The voice hovers over your ear, gentle and sweet, almost fabricated to ghost over your ear in a way you can’t refuse. You don’t respond, though, as you feel a sharp cut to your neck, and you’re out like a light.

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr gallagher #hsr sunday #sunday x reader #sunday x you #gallagher x reader #gallagher x you #hsr gallagher x reader

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seaslugfanclub · 2 months

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Ok umm this is my first ask ever and im so so nervous but i love your writing and i was wondering if you could write scenarios of reader and king magnifico(or any villain really) just being friends? Like they’re just silly best friends or smth and they dont know how it happened but they were just friends one day? If you dont want to thats fine i just thought it would be funny

The Disney villains fandom has a serious lack of Magnifico x readers, shame on all of you

Magnifico and (Y/N)’s reluctant Friendship

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Magnifico gives off newley divorced dad vibes

He’s fragile rn

When the company brought his Hologram to life, (Y/N) was the first person he met at the park. They explained where he was and introduced him to the other villains

He doesn’t get along with the villains, because honestly? He’s not really a villain

We’ve seen what real villains do when granting others wishes. Selling souls, stealing voices, turning people into frogs…

And god knows Holo!Asha ruined any chance at him getting along with the “good guys”

So who can he turn to? (Y/N), The strange park attendant who’s basically got a harem of theater majors

Understandably, he’s not the most thrilled about his situation

But after (Y/N) sat with Magnifico and let him rant to them for 2 hours (as well as patting his back as he cried) the ex-king began opening up

(Y/N) helped him look at the bright side, at least he’s not responsible for an entire kingdom anymore. He doesn’t have the weight of keeping so many people safe

Magnifico still has the idea that he only has value if he does something of service, so he likes to help (Y/N) with their daily tasks (I.e following them around and micromanaging)

(Y/N)’s total weakness is Magnificos big wet eyes, one look at him and they crumble

But (Y/N) is also super annoying, like a younger sibling

Magnifico: I’m worried about what others think about me.

(Y/N): don’t worry dude. No one thinks about you.

(Y/N) like to help Magnifico with his hair, that shits soft as hell

(Y/N) introduced Magnifico to those cheesy shirts with text on them, now he has a secret closet full of them

His favorite is “I’m not a stepdad, I’m a dad who stepped up” (no one sees him as a father figure)

#disney villains #self insert #disney imagine #disney x reader #king magnifico #wish magnifico #disney wish #wish 2023 #i miss my wife tails

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pray4byron · 2 months

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HI IT'S 👾 anddd idk if you wanna write this rn (so get to it whenever you want) but I just wanna say... we need more male readers for hh fics but I don't have many ideas 💔 the only one I have right now would be an Adam x m! reader but like Adam is bi in denial (he tries so hard to act straight but I've never met a cisgender bisexual man who doesn't act like him. one of my friends is cis and bi and is literally EXACTLY like him) and I just think it'd be funny :P

- alienon 👾 (get it bc alien anon,,, I'll go now)

OMG ALIENON IS SO CUTE (i’m calling you that now hope that’s okay!!) but i couldn’t agree more this fandom def needs more m!reader fics.

i’ve only written male readers a hand full of times though, and as an afab person who presents femininely most of the time, i’m not amazing at it yet.

this is a really cool concept so i’mma do it!!

Warnings: Swear Words, Homophobia

Bi!Adam x Male!Reader

Romantic Headcanons

Adam is in absolute denial. Him? The first man ever? Having feelings for another man? Impossible.

He had been taught throughout his entire existence that gay love was blasphemous and wrong.

Soon enough, Adam would start following you around and being ass — just like what he did with basically everyone he’s had feelings for before, which surprisingly isn’t many.

Without a doubt, Adam definitely watches those “Top 10 Signs You’re Bisexual!” videos on YouTube, and after watching enough of those he’s like “Shit, I’m fuckin’ gay.”

He knew you were under the queer umbrella, which gave him faith he had a chance, so he would constantly flirt with your ass all the fucking time.

But the one thing he wasn’t expecting was for you to flirt back…

#hazbin hotel #x reader #mio’s writing ! ☆#fanfiction #x y/n #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #x you #adam x reader #hazbin adam #adam hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #👾 anon

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greenhappyseed · 10 months

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Extremely belated MHA 392 leak reactions:

Young Himiko’s parents thought she wasn’t normal, so they tried to use quirk counseling to force her to fit in. Sounds a lot like the Aoyamas.

Except the Togas repeatedly say their daughter is not normal until they reach their breaking point and say she’s not human. Holy shit, denying their CHILD’S humanity to her face is a whole new level of horror. Toya’s parents denied him attention and Tomura’s parents denied him his dreams, but Himiko’s parents denied her existence as a person.

It makes me so sad that Himiko felt she wanted to drink blood and nobody else does. That just can’t be true! We know Stain licks blood and Vlad King can manipulate his own blood, so even if Himiko’s quirk is a mutation or rare, there have to be others out there. That’s the quirk counseling she needed.

Himiko remains haunted by the “mask” she wore, which broke when she killed her middle school crush, Saito (who looked like Izuku). She was then forced to run away from home. In other words, inside Himiko’s head, she’s agreeing with her parents that the “real” mask-less Himiko is a killer. A monster. She loves being full of love, but she’s resigning herself to being a villainous inhuman. She tried to escape what she is and be free but got “caught” (her greatest fear) by her lack of humanity.

Okay, I really wasn’t expecting Kamui Woods to pop up again. Definitely not on my bingo card!!

Clones of Tsu and Jiro appear, meaning the Twices aren’t JUST Twices. They’re clones of Toga-as-Twice and can independently drink blood and transform?!?!???

The real Tsu explains to Himiko what Ochako is trying to do. Tsu even reflects on her pre-Kamino behavior that she later recanted. Himiko may not realize it, but Tsu is saying that righteous feelings DO matter. Damn the man, save Empire Records Himiko Toga.

Then Tsu says that understanding is harder than arresting or killing people. I’m excited for the official translation here, and I’m hoping Tsu is saying that BOTH heroes and villains are wrong.

Himiko doesn’t listen and just stabs Ochako, making her spit blood. However, Himiko doesn’t seem to delight in seeing bloody Ochako the same way she swooned over bloody Izuku. That’s how we know something is very, very wrong. Himiko says she doesn’t feel the same joy as everyone else, and it sounds like she’s completely lost her lust for life.

I’m aware there some fandom swirl? Controversy? Over a panel of Himiko grabbing Ochako. Idk, I won’t look until Sunday, so I’m not weighing in on that rn.

#bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha 392 #mha 392 #ochako uraraka #uravity #himiko toga #tsuyu asui #froppy #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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teyamsatan · 4 months

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Can you give me Neteyam recommendations

I mostly prefer series but I’m open to anything rn

I feel like this fandom not fully dead but the story phase are :(

hi love xx here are some of my favourite neteyam series xx i agree with you, it's a lot more one-shot based at the moment, i do miss the series too :( i focused on more angsty fics cause that's what i like to read most, but not everything in here is angst

action//reaction by my amazing @sulieykte - still a landmark in avatar writing and one of my personal favourites! lys has such a gift when it comes to writing and it definitely shines in this series!

one of us by @forever--darling - the fic that got me into avatar and made me want to write my own series, i would highly recommend it

chosen by eywa by @randxmthxughts - great arranged marriage fic xx

the mightiest by @makoodles - her writing genuinely needs no introduction, chances are if you've been in the fandom for a little while you know of her incredible writing chops, and this is her neteyam two shot story, it's just mouth watering, as is everything she creates

our song chord by @blue-slxt - such a interesting premise and it's full of blue's amazing writing and tantalising smut, must read xx

not series but definitely worth the read:

everything by @lanasblood - she is INCREDIBLE and although she's not active anymore, she is such a jewel and such an incredible writer in the fandom (i miss her so much can u tell)

i tried to focus on some of the older series that new fans might not know about, but if anyone has any other recommendations, please drop them down below xx

hope this helps, smooches xx

#⋆˚✿˖° 𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝒶'𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓈 #✎ᝰ. 𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝒶'𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝒸 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓈 #☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩ 𝓆 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶

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ifyoucandaniel · 11 months

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hey hi hello, i’m not dead! i haven’t been posting any of my binds recently because i’ve been hella sick and i was in the midst of moving and my summer classes started :’) but im back now w a banger! this is Art Heist, Baby! by @otrtbs !! nat just got it so to fulfill my need for validation im finally posting it here! everything is handmade by me, headband is hand sewn, bookmark charm is glue and a rly small picture, and the typeset is by me!

im very emotional over fandom creators rn bc im very sick, but i just want to say my piece. as someone who has relied heavily on fanfiction and fanart and other fandom creations, i am forever indebted to the creators behind the works. nobody has an easy life, but my life has been made that much more bearable by the content these lovely human beings have made and shared with all of us for free!!!!

and these are real people taking time out of their lives to make literature that could outsell colleen hoover and leigh bardugo in a heartbeat. these are people who have dissertations to write, and full time jobs to work to support themselves. these are people who have just as many hardships and busy lives as the rest of us, but they’ve decided to devote their time and love and energy into making things and sharing them with the rest of us for free. they deserve so much respect and i am so happy to be able to give back even a little to the creators out there who have made such an impact on my life and so many others.

take a moment to appreciate the creator behind the creation and send your love to these amazing people who have helped us all in different ways, escaping our fears and lives for a minute, or encouraging us to keep going. i’m so sappy but thank you so much i love you all.

#i’m a sap but i love fandom creators #i just!!!#thank you all #i’m so sick and i’m so sappy lmao #everyone give some love to the creators around you!!!#wether they wrote the bibe of the marauders fandom or a work that has 32 reads #just appreciate them!!#fic: art heist baby #wolfstar #marauders #jegulus #fanfiction bookbinding #fanfic bookbinding #bookbinding

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lover-of-mine · 13 days

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okay so I had a really terrible thought and I’ve been following you for a while and I wanted to hear your thoughts (maybe i’m just in a place of doubt rn) BUT

since they’re basically writing the episodes as they go, and are seeing fans reactions (and possibly taking them into consideration as they write), do you think if they see such a positive reaction to buck/tommy, they’ll make him more long term (and possibly endgame)…? again, I could be overthinking it but I’ve been seeing a tON of buck tommy stuff and idk if they’re going to consider that when they write the upcoming episodes for the rest of the season…like buck/tommy is cute ig don’t get me wrong bc we see bisexual buck and him enjoy his first male relationship and like i’m so proud, but…i’m an eddie-girl and buddie has always been my endgame

Okay, hi, ngl, I had this exact thought too when Tim kept insisting there's no plan. But the thing is, I don't believe him. I believe he doesn't have the full plot locked and loaded, but I doubt he doesn't have any idea where the story is gonna take him. Personally, I doubt that a few weeks of excitement over Buck being bi will be louder than 5 years of people BEGGING for buddie to happen. Buck and Eddie have a compelling relationship that's been cultivated for YEARS. And, look, far from me to make Buck's bisexuality about Eddie, but making a character who's HEAVILY shipped with another man for years queer in season 7 while having no plan on following through with the love story they've been building for 6 seasons would be dumb. Buck with a new guy and Eddie doubling down on being straight and ending up with some random woman is the worst case scenario here. This fandom is weird in the way that most of it is mono shipping. It's Buck and Eddie together or nothing. So they would piss off the homophobes, who are already pissed, and a solid amount of the people who have been following buddie for years and that's bad for business. They have the power to have a ridiculously compelling queer love story that's built on a foundation that's been there for 6 seasons. Buck and Eddie getting together could be EPIC. And they made the move to make Buck queer. They didn't have to. I love that Buck is getting a queer storyline, but if we are going there with Buck, what's actually stopping them from going there with Eddie? I don't see how you can have one of them being queer and not go there just because people are excited that Buck is bi. Tim can't say it's gonna go there. That would be a spoiler. A huge spoiler. But narratively speaking, or from a business perspective, Buck being bi has to mean buddie getting together. Because that's what people have been wanting from them. And honestly, if they wanted to play Tommy as having any chance of being Buck's endgame, he wouldn't have so many parallels with Taylor. The TK of it all, the helicopter of it all, the kiss that happens because Eddie is injured, Buck is even wearing a shirt that looks like the one he's wearing when Taylor comes back, like, seriously, what the fuck? And that's not going into the symbolism they have to know is there on the way the loft itself is a symbol of romantic doom, because Buck got it in a relationship that instantly Ended and the 2 times he started something there it went up in flames, so like 🤨🤔 I'm curious to see where it's going, but, personally, don't see them actually lasting the rest of the show. At least that's what I'm telling myself to calm down when I panic and trip into the bad place lol

#i wanna trust ryan wouldn't be acting the way he was if what happened was just eddie being a Great Best Friend ™️ about Buck being by #but thats just my current line of thinking #i did lose hope yesterday for a while but im back in a better place #911 #911 speculation #911 spoilers #i really need a tag for asks #i-love-tacoss

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potatohater · 1 month

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Big brother’s love

Fandom: Supernatural

Characters: Dean & Sam Winchester (a bit of Castiel)

Word count: 1929

MY BABIES AHHGRRR; I just NEEDED some brothers fluff and HERE WE GO, LEE!SAM FOREVER🙏 love them, here it’s like moments since childhood-season 6 (bc I’m watching it rn) (btw @cringemesstickles I know that you’re a sucker for lee!sam so you might wanna check this one out🤭)

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Dean loved making Sam smile, even though Sam always tried to hide it, making himself look more serious, deep down Dean always knew how to crack him

Older Winchester woke up and sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes. Clock said 8:03 am and he had no idea how he got so early today. John left them for a week.. which turned into two as he couldn’t kill the vampire he was hunting, so two teenage boys spent most of the time in the hotel room; not bothered by trying to pick up a school if they are going to attend it only for a few days.

Sam looked up from his book to take a look at his brother when he froze for half a second, biting back a smile

“What?” Dean asked him, was it something on his face or something?

“Oh no nothing” younger boy replied, trying to focus on his book, but taking a quick glance at Dean. Now him biting back a smile was even more visible

“Is it something on my face?” Dean’s brows furrowed as he asked out loud

He took a half glance in the mirror in the middle of the room and saw how his hair in the middle was slick back, but on the sides it was sticking up in all directions, making him look ridiculous. In what pose did he even had to sleep to get this hairstyle?

He turned his eyes back to Sam, seeing how hard he tried to focus on the book in front of him. They locked eyes as Dean wiggled his eyebrows, trying to play dumb to get the kid to crack

Even though Sammy was quite serious for a kid his age, it wasn’t that hard to make him laugh. 11 year old boy mostly found Dean’s fails funny, when he tried to flirt with a girl but got rejected. This type of fails

“I see you, what’s up? Why are you acting like thi—” Dean didn’t got to finish his sentence when younger boy broke into a stream of giggles. It was really easy to make him laugh sometimes

“Ihit’s juhust youhur hahair” Sam giggled quietly, dimples appearing on his cheeks as his face broke into shy smile. Like he knew it was a bit too childish even for him

Dean took a proper look into the mirror and chuckled too. His eyes were dead and the whole hair thing looked like he experienced getting struck by a lightning

He shook his head, standing up and quickly ruffled kid’s hair too so they would match

“Hehey!” Sam shoved his hand, trying to sound annoyed, but giggles in his voice ruined the whole facade

Yes. As Dean would say, it was pretty easy and unbearably hard to make younger Winchester laugh sometimes. The kid got specific humour

“SAMMY”

Sam who was standing in the middle of the room doubled on the floor laughing as he saw his brother’s head sticking from the bathroom doorway. They had a little prank war going on and younger Winchester decided it would be hilarious to put some hair dye into Dean’s shampoo

Dean on the other hand wasn’t so happy. His hair was dripping wet and his neck and shoulders were also covered in dark-ish blue dye. His mouth twitched for a second when he was his brother on the floor laughing his ass off, but taking another look in the mirror reminded him that revenge is necessary

“Come here bitch!” Dean said while putting his pants on and running in Sam’s direction. Long haired teenager quickly tried to stand up, but was immediately tackled to the floor by his brother; not like he put up a fight, Sam was mostly giggling like a madman every time he looked at Dean

“Something funny?” Dean tried to look serious but small grin crept into his face as he saw his brother pinned underneath him “Oh I can give you something to laugh at”

With that said, he wiggled his fingers into Sam’s side, making his giggles transform into full on laughter

Damn it sounded good; Dean could swear his laugh immediately filled the whole room, lighting it up

“DEHehean! stOHOP IHihi aham tohoho ohOHOLD FOHOR THIHIS”

“You are only 16 kid, the only one old here is me, and apparently I’m gonna have blue hair for the next—MONTH THANKS TO YOU” Dean chuckled as he raised his voice over Sam’s so he would hear him

Sam’s laugh got higher when he darted his eyes at Dean over him who was still dripping in blue colour

“Any last words?”

“IHIHIT WAHAS SOHOHO WOHORTH IHIHIT” Sam looked at Dean one last time before losing himself in his own laughter again. Dean’s grin got wider with every second as he tickled his brother on the motel floor. Maybe he didn’t care that much about his hair

“Dean!” Sam squeaked as Dean made a move in his direction

“Sam!” Dean chuckled, mirroring his brother’s tone

They were standing at opposite sides of a table in the motel room, waiting for other one to make a move. Well, long story short — Dean found out Sam still had his weakness in touch, apparently Sam was surprised too

“Don’t!” Sam tried to threaten but smile on his face outweighed all the venom in his voice

Dean was wearing a grin on his own, quickly running around the table to catch his brother

They were doing it for the past few minutes, but this time Dean actually tackled Sam on the floor. Both laughing the whole time they tried to gain an upper hand

“DEHEHEHEAN!”

Older Winchester got his hands squeezing his brother’s knees as he watched his reaction

Sam was okay before.. well maybe a little tired and declined any offer to take a proper sleep, saying that “he was okay taking 2 hour naps every few days”; so as every good brother, Dean just needed an excuse to mess with him. They deserve to have fun once in a while, especially Sam

“Ha! Man you didn’t change— do you still do that? Wait let me check” Dean said as he got his hands to Sam’s ribs, playing them like a guitar

Sam’s laughter transformed into high-pitched giggles that were just music to his brother’s ears

“That’s what you get for not getting to bed. Gosh it’s like I’m 15 again, forcing you to sleep”

Sam’s laughter rang even louder at the recalling memories of their childhood, as joyful sounds came out of him

“And now you are 23 and you didn’t change a bit” Dean grinned, eliciting more sounds form Sam

“Ohokay okay, easy tiger” Older Winchester chuckled at his baby brother who drank a bit too much in the bar. Dean was immune for a few shots of tequila, considering how much alcohol he consumes, Sam wasn’t that strong

“What is wrong with him?” Castiel was standing in the middle of the motel room Winchesters were staying

“Has gone a little overboard, but who gives a shit. I finally convinced him to take a few days off and I don’t care that there is a fucking apocalypse, okay? He needed a moment to breathe out” Dean replied as he caught his brother from falling on the floor and threw him on the bed, making it easier for both of them

“So what now?”

“Well, I’m gonna take his coat and shoes off and let him sleep. Oh man, a hangover tomorrow is going to be ruthless” Older brother chuckled

He motioned Cas to come closer and hold Sam’s abdomen as he took the coat of him. On accident, one of Cas’ hands got under younger Winchester’s arms, making him squirm a bit and let out a quiet giggle

“What was that?” Dean and Cas almost said in unison as Dean put his brother’s clothes and shoes in the wardrobe

Dean’s brows knitted together as a small grin broke his face

“Hey Cas, can you spread his elbows like— yeah like that” Dean full on smiled

Angel did as he was told, grabbing both Sam’s elbows and raised them up, spreading them. Meanwhile Sam was too tired to stop anything.

Dean took a step closer, warming his fingers under Sam’s arms. His brother’s face immediately broke down into wide smile when he clamped his arms down, doing nothing to stop the sensation

“What are you do— waHAHEHehait!” Sam got out of Castiel’s grip and slammed his back into the bed where he was previously sitting (or at least tried to). His eyes were squeezed and smile shining, showing all his teeth

“Damn Sammy, a drop of alcohol in you, and you become even more ticklish than when you were a kid” Dean beamed

“What is wrong with him?” Cas now stood up, and standing next to the bed stared at laughing younger brother who couldn’t even put up a fight because he was so intoxicated and an older brother who now was sitting on his lower half, pinning him and tickling him, having a smile on his face as big as Sam’s. A look of confusion and amusement mixing up in angel

“Oh, it’s called tickling. It’s when you touch some parts of the body that make other person laugh. It’s a body reaction our ancestors had back in the day for surviving. Now it’s.. for messing with your baby brother for example”

“And he laughs because it’s body’s reaction” Cas repeated, trying to make sense out of it

“Pretty much”

“Huh” Cas wanted to say something but his hearing focused on Sam’s high-pitched laughter again. Making his face to share the same kind of grin Dean has been wearing

Right now and there he noticed that Sam didn’t laugh enough. His laugh is too nice to hide it under all these layers of seriousness

“heheHESTOHOHOP DEhehean!” Sam laughed, eyes squeezed shut and hands trying to catch his brother but he even when he did he was to tired to do anything that shove lightly at them

Cas and Dean joined him, chuckling everytime he made some funny noise. “Yeah” Cas thought “humans are cute”

“Hey, you okay?” Dean’s voice rang through the living room where his brother was sitting

They stayed at Bobby’s for some time, trying to find out more about this “Mother” bullshit, someone that can ruin their world and kill everyone (again)

“You know what I did, Dean. That whole year was—” Sam was interrupted by his brother who nudged him in the side with his elbow

“Come on, we’ve been through this. I— you can’t believe how glad I’m that you’re back. That was not you Sammy”

Sam tried to fight, but found that it’s easier just to listen to Dean. “Yeah, maybe you’re right”

“Dude you couldn’t believe how DRY you were, I mean, your humour was purely based on making fun of something. We were almost killed multiple times because you found demons funny and just laughed at their faces” Dean recalled with amused chuckle

Sam let his own small smile to tug at his lips

“Well, at least I got you back, and you still think I’m a god of comedy” Older brother wigged his brows

“Oh you wish” Sam shook his head with a snicker

“What? I’m hilarious” Dean said, poking his brother which made him giggle

“See? You do still find me funny” Each word was highlighted by a poke to Sam’s side, making him giggle again and playfully slap Dean’s hand

“Yeheah, maybe I stihil do”

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A/N: I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT SUPPOSED TO BE WRITING RN but this fandom and this blog are in desperate need of a refresh so here’s something short and sweet. I SWEAR THIS WAS A REQUEST BUT I COULDNT FIND THE ORIGINAL ASK ANYWHERE. Anyway here it is. Sorry if I missed some of the details.

Warnings: none.

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“Hey, I’ve got the keys, I’ll wait in the car, yeah?” Matty peeked his head into the bathroom where his wife and kid had reached a dead-end in their negotiations. “You guys aren’t dressed yet?” He frowned.

His wife shot him a look “can I…umm, talk to you for a second?” She placed a hand over Matty’s arm tapping it and gesturing for him to follow her into the bedroom.

“What’s going on?” He asked, softly, when they were alone.

“Your daughter….she doesn’t want to go to the hairdresser’s.”

Matty smiled, relieved that it wasn’t anything serious.

“I’ve tried to reason with her, encourage her, tell her that we’d be there with her the whole time, but it’s a firm ‘no.’”

He giggled, knowing his daughter’s stubbornness. “Why not, though?”

“She says she doesn’t want a stranger touching her head, her hair, her neck. Says it’s weird.”

“She’s not wrong” Matty burst into laughter, causing his wife to roll her eyes. “What? You don’t find hair appointments kind of uncomfortable? You’ve gotta make polite chit-chat while they reposition your head in all sorts of directions. The forced intimacy of someone literally running their hands through your hair…you gotta admit, it’s kind of weird.”

“So it’s two against one, then?” His wife shrugged. “I’m outnumbered.”

“Hold on a minute. I didn’t say that! Let me try.”

“Please…be my guest.”

Matty made his way into the bathroom, where his fierce little girl had her arms folded over her chest, clearly maintaining her unflinching resolve.

Matty crouched so he was at the same level as her and gave her a quick kiss. “Hey, baby? Listen, if you do this really brave thing for me and get your hair done, we can go get ice cream after. You get to pick out two flavors.”

“So, THATS your strategy?” His wife, who’d been watching from the doorway, interrupted.

“Well, yours didn’t work, so…” he turned back to his daughter “what do you say? Hmm?”

He watched her hesitate for a moment, the gears turning in her head as she considered his offer. “No.” She blurted out.

Matty sighed loudly, his shoulder slumping. “Look, my love, I know it’s really weird, but it’s just something we all have to do. Even grownups do it. Mommy and daddy get their hair cut all the time. It’s just one of those things we have to do.”

“Why do we have to?” She inquired, taking Matty by surprise.

“Uhhh….” He tried to formulate a response to her difficult question. “I know it’s counterintuitive, but, in order for your hair to grow, you gotta cut it sometimes.”

His little baby’s face scrunched in confusion as she attempted to process his logic.

“Counterintuitive? Really?” His wife whispered from behind them.

“I don’t know- she’s really advanced for her age- and- mind your own business! So…shall we go get dressed?”

“No.” That monosyllabic answer hit him again. Matty swore he was looking right at a version of himself.

He sat down on the floor, looking up at the fluorescent bathroom lights and breathing deeply to control his tone and his frustration.

“Here’s an idea!” He called out suddenly, looking back at her. “What if I do it?”

His wife, fearing the consequences of this idea, shot him a stern look, “do what, Matty?”

“Cut her hair! I mean, if the problem is that she doesn’t want her hair touched by a stranger, and we’ve taught her to set boundaries, I’m not gonna just haul her over my shoulder and force her into the hairdresser’s chair! and…well, I do her hair all the time! she loves it! So, i mean, I could do it…”

“Matthew!” He knew that when she used his full name, he was in trouble, but he was desperate for ideas.

“It’s only a few inches of hair, how hard could it be?” He shrugged. “Look, she’s a kid. If it looks a bit crooked it’ll be cute and whimsical. What do you say, my dear?”

“Hmmmm….” His daughter scratched her head, pretending to think for a moment as Matty’s eyes watched her anxiously awaiting the verdict. “Maybe.”

“Oh god…” his wife mumbled, pacing around the bathroom.

“Hey, be patient. It’s not a no. That’s something.” Matty gave her a soft smile, turning back to face his reluctant client. “How can daddy get you to let him cut your hair? What should I do to make you say yes?”

“You can….ummm” she took a second to think, then a smile lit up her face with realization. “You can let me cut your hair, too!”

Matty’s head fell backwards as he chuckled loudly. Clearly proud of his daughter’s bargain.

“Alright, bestie. You got it!” He put his hand up asking her for a high five, and she reciprocated strongly. “Let’s do this thing, huh?”

“Okay!” She beamed with joy.

“Are you insane?” His wife whispered in his ear as he passed her by on the way out of the bathroom.

“Some kids just like to see how things work. Makes them more comfortable when they know what to expect.”

She smiled at her husband “when did you get so wise?”

“What can I say? Fatherhood has changed me.” He winked.

———

“Alright, my love. My head is your canvas. Do your worst.” He set down some scissors and the clipper in front of her. “Oh, but, maybe let mommy show you how to use the scissors first? Don’t wanna cut yourself, okay?”

She giggled loudly and stomped her tiny feet with glee as she made her first cut.

Matty had to fight the urge to move around to see the look on her face. “You havin’ fun?” He asked without moving his head.

“Yes! Loads!”

A few more awkwardly positioned snips of hair later, she’d gained enough confidence to pick up the clippers.

“Mommy, mommy. What’s this do?”

Matty saw his wife’s eyes in the mirror and he knew what she was asking

“Yeah, let her have at it.” He smiled into the mirror.

“But your beautiful curls…” she winced.

“They’ll grow back.”

His wife sighed, giving into his madness, “okay, hun. Let me show you but you gotta be careful and let mommy hold it over your hand, okay?”

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