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deus-ex-mona · 11 months

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good evening~~ here’s my very cursed(!!!) top 10 list on the most redundant [redacted] anime features off the top of my head~~

debates and disagreements welcome~

10- lxl and basketball

pointless inclusion that was pretty much just an excuse to get chiz to openly thirst over aizo. and to emphasise on just how much better aizo is at sports as compared to his poor sidekick yujiro. just male leads being male leads, ig

i mean, sure, it gave us that beautiful ball e mv, but lxl’s sporty [redacted] anime-induced hobby wasn’t worth much in general.

9- the inclusion of ⅘ of gen 2 tbh

they were pretty much just background extras for the most part, except for ken, who gets bonus moments thanks to being the male lead’s brother. heck, poor kodai doesn’t get much time to shine, despite being the adoring bf of one of the three heroines of the show. mans got more screentime either behind his camera, or as juri love flashbacks during her conversations with the jk trio.

as for the others, arisa got like 5 seconds of screentime (and 4 of them occurred in the sports fest ep, romeo ed included), and kotahina were nerfed to heck and back. they were written to be competitive and stubborn characters, so why were they portrayed to be nothing more than your average caring senpai towards hiyoko? a nd cultural festival w h e r e ? helloooooooooo~~~?

sure, the sports fest ep did give gen 2 in general a chance to show their stuff, but it was clearly more of viewer fanservice for pre-[redacted] anime fans who know and love these characters for who they truly are.

8- aizo’s “trauma reveal”

idk about you, but hiyoko does not need to know about aizo’s trauma. i mean, yeah, i totally get where ken’s coming from. as a scumbag older sibling myself, i, too, get the urge to dump lots of info about my brother to complete strangers. but. it’s just that. hiyori… really didn’t need to go “oh thank god it wasn’t real trauma. now. how can i fix him?”.

she really didn’t need to say that mans. all forms of trauma are valid forms of trauma… if that makes sense. she can’t just decide that someone’s trauma “isn’t real trauma” and then go ahead and liken it to her dislike for squid. and that includes aizo’s trauma with ladies. not cool.

on the bright side, at least aizo’s local idol boo yujiro took his trauma seriously and stood by him even as their manager had a trauma minimising session with his brother. and speaking of yujiro…

7- that someya ‘scandal’

what the heck was that ep 4 someya scandal lmao. it’s never brought up again????? not even by koichiro and tamagoro in the later episodes??? do they even know that there was a scandal about them??? bruh. what was it even there for lol. the gayze???

i mean, yeah, he’s totally the shame of the someya family for going ahead to be the less popular member of a popular idol duo, with said idol-ling being something he had received the head of said someya family’s permission for. but he had debuted without his family’s name anyway so??? does it even matter???

it would’ve actually made sense if it had a call back in a later episode, with, like, the reveal that maybe chizuru or one of the 100000 aizo stans there apparently are had leaked yujiro’s last name online in an attempt to take him down so that aizo can have a solo idol career or something. but no. it’s just never brought up again.

but before we drop the topic of yujiro like how his in-universe popularity dropped to 0 in the adaptations…

6- yujiro arrest reason

this. made. no. sense. either.

did the [redacted] anime throw darts at a dartboard of possible plot ideas to decide how the someya family side plot was going to go?? or was it decided with an online prompt generator?? or was it the result of a game of mad libs with the office crew????

like? lol? who smuggled koichiro into the bar??? and wh o let baby face yujiro into the bar??? and how did none of the staff at the bar question it?

though. wait. how the heck did hiyoko even see enough distinctive features of yujiro’s during the night that she witnessed his police encounter to identify him when they next crossed paths in the classroom? she was looking at him from above from her spot on a flight of stairs in dim lighting. just how good is her eyesight? hello?

5- repurposed yumefan

yeah yeah i k n o w the [redacted] anime staff justified their choice to use yumefan as a song to encourage hiyoko bc “it’s a song about encouraging others” and stuff. but still. yappa saikyou would probably have worked too, since it’s about not wanting to lose to your rivals and aiming to surpass the rest and stuff like that. or they could’ve just. y’know. kept nonfan in their setlist anyway if they wanted to dedicate a song to their friend(?) slash manager, since that song’s mv was the first mv that hiyoko had worked on, and thus, ✨memories✨ are there, y’know?

either way, the [redacted] anime staff saw yumefan, decided “ok it’s for women now” and had it dedicated to hiyoko and got the narumi sisters to cover it as a special ed. much wow. aizo would be proud. and speaking of aizo…

4- yuko in the countdown live

she moved to france in the lxl movie, so what is she doing here in the first place? to watch her estranged son hxld hxnds with some rando onstage? go back to france, yuko.

3- nagisa arc

the main problem i have with nagisa’s arc is how forced it felt tbh. it kinda felt like it was just. shoehorned into the plot? it just. didn’t flow well. like… especially how nagisa was completely written out of the plot after he hopped on that train. lxl had been teasing hiyoko relentlessly about nagisa till he left. then it was just like. he never existed?? excuse???

i mean. i love nagihiyo. don’t get me wrong. it’s just… the way the [redacted] anime staff plotted it into the story felt… off.

look, you see, i think the nagisa plot would’ve worked better as a season closer. like, after all that friendship drama and scandals and stuff, we get a breather in the form of the nagisa visit. he could be visiting for the countdown live, or for a christmas or new year’s visit for all i care, but it’d give the lxl + hiyoko trio, with newly strengthened bonds of friendship after all they’ve been through (thanks chiz), a chance to show off their cooperative skills with the hiyoko makeover sequence and subsequent nagisa encounter. heck, it’d even give nagisa another reason to be wary of lxl, since “aren’t these the dudes from that relationship scandal you were in? you should be more careful around them fr” could be a legit point of concern. plus! it could lead into a post-series uni timeskip or something for that sweet, sweet nagihiyo uni arc crumbs!!

hmmm. well. in the end, i still hate how nagisa’s existence was all but retconned after his episodes. poor lad. he deserves better!!! and speaking of deserving better…

2- the narumi sisters’ appearance

for sena, as she has co-starred with lxl in the past, and since she is still in the industry, it’s no surprise that she’d make an appearance or two. however, the r e a l problem is how she was handled. she was only abruptly thrown into ep 6 to fit in yet another “uwu woe is me im not cute uwu” hiyoko moment in the 24 minutes of terror. plus, those sena-mona moments make no sense whatsoever if you’re a [redacted] anime-only who doesn’t know how lxl and the narumis know each other. viewer fanservice at its finest, ig.

now. mona.

#notmymona

w h o is that girl and why does she have our angel’s name and face? i swear, the only redeeming trait she has is that her character design was done by moge, which is. yeah, much cuter than her lxl movie cameo appearance.

but aside from that. who is she? she has no goals, no ambition, all she does is go “uwu i look up to my sister who i envy… but nvm i’m here to be your relationship therapist so that’s enough about me—”

she doesn’t even get to perform in the [redacted] anime even though there was an entire joint-artiste concert in the last episode. she doesn’t even salt about her nasty encounter with yujiro (which would’ve made for a more interesting topic during her second encounter with hiyoko when they talked about conflicts with friends, instead of being demoted to a bonus manga tbh). she’s so bland, she makes plain spaghetti taste like carbonara.

and speaking of carbonara, we return to lxl for number one, which is…

1- the lxl shower scene (no image bc g o o d l a w d w h y w o u ld i include it)

they are 15. we don’t need that extended shower scene. we don’t need to know that hiyoko has no qualms about barging into the showers for the opposite gender, with said members of the opposite gender being completely nude and uncomfortable when she did so. we just. didn’t need to see any of that.

who was that scene even made for? help???? just how bad did they think their own show was that they felt the need to put in an out of place scene of teen boys showering to pad the runtime?? excuse???

#good evening mom said that it was m y turn to be toxic on main s o—#pls feel free to argue with me about my top 10 list i wanna see some c o n fl a ke s yk #mmmmm… but really though. am i the only one who’s uncomfortable with the scene i put as my no. 1? hmmmmmmm #oh well! i had to chop out a ton of things on the list to get it down to 10 (local chiz whiz was kept off the list for r e a s o n s o k)#couldn’t even put it as ‘top 10 moments’ bc there are too many moments that had to be lumped in together to condense it down to 10 lmao #so!!!! let’s clash over our different opinions okay~? m i s s i o n s t a r t ! ! !

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slowpokes-things · 1 year

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Don’t think this needs to be said. But I would like to issue a HUGE fuck you to those people who post leaks for “For The Future” just, out there.

You got me feeling like

#the owl house #for the future #owl house #like whyyyyyy can’t you wait l i ke 1 6 d a y s #just going on YouTube and tumblr and then BOOM

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thatfandomslut · 3 months

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Princess

Regina George x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Trigger Warnings: homophobia, physical bullying that results in injury, fluffy ending

Frankly this isn't my favorite fic I've written but I have tried my very best.

Request:

HEYYY omggg can i request ANYTHING with regina pls i dont care what it is:3 thank you!!

Synopsis:

After someone hurts the reader, Regina will make sure everyone knows not to hurt her princess.

Mean Girls (2024) requests are open.

Regina George was the Queen Bee at North Shore High. She was confident, brilliant, and ambitious. Regina could bring the entire school to their knees if she wanted. Only one person rivaled Regina George in popularity, and that was the only person Regina had a soft spot for. (Y/n) (L/n) was proclaimed Regina's princess by none other than Regina herself. On her own, (Y/n) didn't feel special, but Regina ensured she knew she was. While Regina lived for the popularity, (Y/n) could care less, but it was nice not to get bullied by the jock branch of the school's social structure.

While Gretchen Wieners was Regina's right-hand woman, as she deemed herself to be, (Y/n) could always be found on Regina's side. Regina was someone who was motivated by words of affirmation and physical touch. So, while she was touching (Y/n) in some way, whether their knees were touching or her hand was placed delicately on (Y/n)'s thigh, she reveled in the compliments she received from her girlfriend. Nothing boosted Regina's ego more than the love of her life, her princess, flirting with her shamelessly at the lunch table, not caring if Gretchen, Cady, or Karen heard.

However, today (Y/n) wasn't at the lunch table, in her usual spot. She tended to have everything ready for Regina by the time she reached the cafeteria. This ensured a few minutes alone as the other Plastics were forced to wait in line while (Y/n) and Regina talked about whatever they wanted without the listening ears of the other girls. Regina's brows furrowed as she looked around and didn't see the girl still. "Maybe she's still in class," Gretchen offered, earning a glare from Regina who sent a message to (Y/n), wondering where she was. Perhaps Gretchen was right though. As time passed, Regina grew impatient and agitated over (Y/n)'s absence.

After all, Regina knew that (Y/n) was present that day. They had walked to their homeroom class and their shared first period together. Tapping her fingers on the table, she was becoming more restless. "I'm going to go find her," Regina stated, standing up to leave. The girls went to follow her, but Regina stopped them. She wanted to go alone, and she didn't need Gretchen's constant pestering during their search. Quite frankly, she was also slightly annoyed over the fact that (Y/n) hadn't answered her text message.

As she passed one of the stairwells, Regina heard sniffling causing her to take a step back to see if it was who she thought it was. "Princess," her voice echoed the area, and (Y/n) looked up. Regina's previous annoyance was now abandoned as she saw the puffy lip and bruising eye adorning her girlfriend's face. Making her way over, Regina took (Y/n)'s chin into her feeling delicately as she wiped away some of the driving blood under her busted lip. "Who did this?" Her voice sounded leveled and cold. (Y/n) wiped a tear from her good eye, nervous to touch her other one since it was still stinging. Noticing this, Regina brushed a gentle finger to help rid the girl of her tears.

(Y/n) was led to the bathroom as Regina cleaned her face up. Only (Y/n) was allowed to be exposed to how gentle she could be. "You still haven't answered me, princess," Regina whispered, examining her face, and searching to make sure there was nothing she missed. "You felt like they had the right to hurt you? I need to know so I can burn them to the ground." For someone who was threatening (Y/n)'s bully, she only sounded calm and caring towards the girl in front of her. (Y/n) knew deep down that she also wasn't going to keep it from Regina. She just didn't want to be a snitch or make things worse. But maybe things were already worse at this point. After all, Regina had the sweetest tone in her voice but the most dangerous fire (Y/n) had ever seen in her eyes.

(Y/n) swallowed thickly wincing slightly when she licked her lip. She had forgotten how swollen and sore it was. "Marianne Hayes," she told Regina quietly, feeling Regina's fingers intertwine with (Y/n)'s. Regina's brow rose, wanting to hear everything that had happened. "She said I was sinning, being with a girl as she walked by me in the hall. So, I told her to say it to my face. That's when she turned and punched me. She got another punch in before her friend pulled her off. She reminded them that I was your girlfriend. Marianne made sure to point out that I was defenseless without you before she left, too. Which I'm not! The punch just caught me off guard and… I don't know. She always says things like that to me." (Y/n) expressed, sighing softly as the bell rang. They were supposed to be going to class, but neither of them moved.

(Y/n)'s words were also a revelation to Regina. Nodding slowly, she listened intently. "What do you mean she always says things like that to you? Why didn't you tell me she was talking shit to you?" Regina questioned. The quirk in her brow never left her face as she stared at her girlfriend with care and worry.

"I guess I never felt like it was important to bring up." (Y/n) muttered, looking away. A clear indication she was lying. There was more, and Regina squeezed her hands comfortingly. (Y/n) could be honest with her. She'd always listen to anything and everything that she had to say. "Okay, I suppose I felt like… If I didn't handle this, she'd be right, That I was just your little dog who couldn't defend myself. I wanted to prove that, yes, I'm your girlfriend, and yes, I'm proud, but… I can also defend myself. When I finally had the opportunity, she punched me."

Regina kissed her forehead in understanding. "You are not my dog. You are so much more than whatever the fuck Marianne, of all people, thinks of you. I will make sure she burns to the ground. You are my girlfriend, princess, and I know that you think you need to do things on your own, but I'm here for you." Regina cupped (Y/n)'s cheek gently. For anyone else in the school, seeing Regina this caring and soft was strange. But for (Y/n), this was her girlfriend. She was always this soft with her. "Now, come on. We're going to my house and we are going to watch a dumb romcom." (Y/n) smiled at this, allowing Regina to lead her out of the school, thankful to spend the rest of the day cuddled up to the blonde with She's All That playing on her wide-screen TV.

#regina george x reader #regina george #mean girls x reader #mean girls

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tarantado-si-viann · 11 months

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The Elves Reacting To Their S/O Wearing Their Clothes^^

Pronouns: You mostly so it's GN^^

A/n: So, hello! I'm new here on tumblr and I just thought that a nice, maybe warm, headcannon ( is that how you spell it? ) would do good for a first start.,. I'm sorry in advanced if there are spellings that are needed to correct! Also, I was lowbat at the moment so I could only do three huhu. But either way, please enjoy<3

P.S- if you liked this one, do me a favor and reblog, won't you?

LEGOLAS•°`~

• "And what's this I see?"

• Although Legolas didn't mind lending his clothes to other people, you may be the first to amuse him in this state.

• There you were dressed in his casual, green, elven shirt with his double sized elven pants on you.

• "Why, hello there! I don't believe we've met...?" he smirks, rubbing his nose as he circles around you in curiosity. You giggled at his pretending and you played along.

• "Y'know, I haven't seen such a handsome ellon like yourself," you state and punch his arm gently. "You are?"

• For a moment, Legolas doesn't know what to say. In fact, he paces around, brewing the correct words until they lingered on the edge of his tongue.

• "The love of your life."

• You were shocked with his sudden answer and felt a trickling heat that crept onto your face in a flustered blush. You stumbled back while hovering your right palm unto your dusted cheeks in embarassment. Legolas chuckled and pulled you close into his arms.

• "Oh, melleth nin, I adore you so. However, I was truly surprised to see you in my own garmets. What made you think of this adorable nonsense?"

• "I didn't think I'd come up to this as well. You know me, full of surprises. Wait... are you perhaps cross?"

• Legolas kissed your forehead and rubbed circles on your back.

• No, Legolas wasn't cross. He was delighted by this incident that he even offered you to borrow more of his clothes next time. Why would he be cross with the person he loved the most?

• "I am not cross, my love. I am very happy and this just gave me an idea! Why don't we do this together? You wear my clothes again and I'll wear yours. Are you up? We could go surprise everyone here in Mirkwood!"

• A fond smile painted on your lips as you nodded in agreement. "Sure thing."

THRANDUIL•°`~

• "Y/n!" A needy voice echoed down the halls calling your name.

• "Huh?" you flinch on your spot, hurriedly placing king Thranduil's belongings back to where they exactly were minutes ago.

• Although you may had messed up... too much. Why, you didn't even know where to begin.

• "Where do these hangers go? How about the robes, oh! And the brushes as well!" you thought while your hands quickly picked up everything you saw. Hot damn!

• The footsteps grew louder and louder until they finally stopped at Thranduil's room. He was annoyed, no joke.

• The door carefully opened, revealing you caught in the headlights.

• "Y—"

• What were those? WHAT WERE THOSE ON YOU? WAS THAT HIS RED ROBE AND RINGS ON YOUR FINGERS?

• Thranduil was speechless. Unlike his son, he wasn't too keen on lending his spare clothes. But this, this would have to been an exception.

• His irritation disappeared like a bubble in an instant. "Uh... I'm sorry..." you sighed and began to remove everything you had a hard time putting on. What was truly the waste was the small, leaf branch circlet thingy that took you hours to prepare.

• However, Thranduil stopped you, a shy look on his face.

• "N-no... please... ke-keep them... I mean, well, uh... I—"

• You laughed nervously. "Wait what?" He looked so sincere, so that had your mind twisted in confusion and at the same time, gave you a hard time comprehending what he just said, not to mention his stuttering.

• "No... keep them, please. As long as you're happy, my dear."

• You blinked a few times before a happy grin etched on your face. It was a sight to see for Thranduil.

• He walked closer to you and fixed the stray hairs on your face, tucking them under your ears. He hummed in satisfaction before placing a quick kiss on your lips. He then turned back to the door when he didn't notice you followed his heels. "What?" he asked you in the least of annoyance.

• You shook your head and wrapped your left arm around his right one. Giving in, he dare let you roam inside the halls with his vibes radiating off of you.

• But wait...

• Where's the circlet thing????

ELROND•°`~

A/n: oof, that's my father figure^^

" Dear, Y/n! Please slow down!" Lindir called from behind you, dragging his heavy clothes along as his panting grew louder and louder across the halls.

You didn't pay mind to him as you continued to jog towards the council meeting, to which you could already see outside the door.

Lindir, who was too tired to chase after you, leaped into the air, catching you off guard, and grasped the end of your long robes. His body hit hard on the floor which made you shriek in guilt.

"Oh, Lindir! Are you hurt? Where does it hurt??" you worriedly call as you helped him sit up. The ellon wore an irritated expression on his usual bright face which made chills slither down your spine. You knew this wasn't normal, and to Lindir… well…

ENOUGH WAS ENOUGH.

"Y/n! Calm down at once! My lord Elrond will not be pleased when he finds out that you have fitted once more into his fine robes! Not even the mere 'fun' I'd expect from someone as superior as you. Yet, you've decided to do it again, I mean, LOOK AT YOU!!"

This wasn't the kind of critique you had expected from your best friend. Nonetheless, it offended you when you realized you had offended him as well. This poor elf was now injured for your sake. He just didn't want you to be judged and judged so rudely. No, not like the last time you imitated Lord Elrond's attire at one feast. Damn elves.

"I'm sorry, mellon. I'd be careful next time. But… I don't want to take these off yet! Can't we make most of the hard work?" you pleaded, pulling the puppy eyes that seemed to get everyone and literally EVERYONE all of the time.

"Screw this. Be free, Y/n. You are big and old enough to make decisions of your own." he spits with concealed amusement in his tone. To this, you smile, help him stand and leave him alone in the hallways.

"Make Elrond love you hard!" you kept in mind.

The council consisted of several elves including the Sindarin, Legolas, and Elrond who was seated at the edge of the circle of chairs. Gandalf was on one side and a dwarf at the other edge. The rest was occupied by more elves, a hobbit, and two humans, leaving you a rather intentional saved spot beside the Lord of Imladris.

Everyone's eyes laid on you. You had imitated every part of Elrond— his hair, clothes, shoes, and a hand made ringlet that matched his own.

Elrond raised a brow at you, but you could tell that he was delighted with… you. "Ah, well someone's tardy today. Where have you been and what have you been up to?" he asks slyly with a smirk on his face.

"I certainly had brewed some sort of mess back in your chambers. Tut! Well, that's nothing to worry about now, meleth. We should begin this instance!" you smile cheekily, patting his arm, head resting on his shoulder. You had made yourself too comfortable before a meeting. How would you be able to focus now?

"We'll discuss this 'brewed mess' after today's meeting. For now, we will figure out ways to destroy the ring."

•°`~~~~~~♪

This was so dumb.

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dreamauri · 9 months

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┇𝗗𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗜 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 - prologue ┇ ─ ୨୧ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ :🪴: ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ୨୧ ─ ┇you're the best, an unbeatable driver fighting for a place on the grid ┇︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦˚₊ ┇ . 🌿 :: pairing — ( max verstappen x fem! driver! reader ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠genre — ( angst ) ┇ . 🌿 :: ⁠word count — ( 858 ) ╰ 🫧 :: ⁠ content warning — ( X )

☆★ yayy!! thank you @lorarri for the title <3 i did a little character introduction at the end cause this series is going to have a lot of ocs (not y/n), anyways, enjoyyy ━━

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2015 — Baku, Azerbaijan

The F1 grid watched intensely. You didn't need to over take, already in P1 with your trophy secured. But you did anyways, passing drivers one by one till you once more made it to the top of the grid. "Phenomenal performance by Seventeen, securing her Win once more."

Daniel Riccardo, Max Verstappen and and Carlos Sainz had stayed over to watch the F2 race, Crossing Paths once more with the all too famous masked driver. Jumping out of your car, you're greeted with your team shouting your number over and over as they hugged and kissed your famous black helmet. "Seventeen? Who names their child a number?" Carlos asked leaning on the edge watching.

"I don't think that's her real name, mate." Daniel commented taking a sip of the redbull can. "It's not, she doesn't use her real name. You can say it's like a . . . What do you call it? For superheroes?"

"Code name?" "Yeah, codename." Max nodded, his eyes trained on you as you did your post race duties and podium celebration. "She's scary." Carlos shivered standing straight ready to leave.

"She's nice." Max mumbled watching as you passed by. He gave you a small wave, you returning it hesitantly. An unconscious smile crept on his face, a little blush dusting his cheeks.

"You like her?" Daniel whispered teasingly, making the teenage boy frown in denial. "She's just a good driver. I- I don't really care." He folded his arms glaring at the older man.

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2016 — Qubec, Canada

"And that is ferrari's reserve driver, and apparent F2 champion, seventeen, defending Vettel from Riccardo." Making the Canadian grand Prix so early into the season was a mistake. It was raining heavily in Montreal, and heavy slush was expected sometime during the race.

You could barely see, relying on instinct only as you took the turns and the curves. Your heartbeat was in your ears and you could feel it in your mouth as you continued to defend your temporary teammate from the red bull driver.

You were forcing the wheel in erratic directions to keep on the racing line, understanding the algorithm of the rain. "Seb i— o—t, se— —s —ut. Floo— it." You heard the choppy voice over the radio, passing by the crashed out Ferrari.

"Fucking hell." You cursed, accelerating as you maneuverer through the rain like a pro. It felt amazing to be in such a fast car, a big step up from the F2 motor. You pushed the DRS button once you got the chance, overtaking the current reigning champion.

"P—, p—. Ke—p g—ing." You continued to push every corner. "P what?" You asked not hearing the message. "P—." "Oh for fucks sake. Radio is shitty." You shouted overtaking the apparent Manor.

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"It's not always so easy to be high up in the standings as a rookie. How do you feel?" "My eyes hurt." You replied blandly to the interviewer, rubbing your eyes tiredly. Your face was covered from the nose down with your hair up in your famous claw clip bun, still wearing the '1st Place' cap for some reason. You were doing your best to keep the photographers from catching major features of your face, needless to say, you were doing a good job.

With Hamilton to your left and Riccardo on your right, you sat in the press conference room bored out of your mind as the interviewers asked you dumb questions. "You guys should go back to school. Maybe you can learn how to ask good questions for best results in writing essays."

"How old are you? Aren't you still in school." Lewis asked, chuckling as he turned to face you. "Graduated early." You shrugged, going back to facing the sea of journalists. "Is there a driver you would like to battle with the most?" "Um . . . Not really. They're either retiered or dead. Maybe . . . maybe Verstappen, Max not Jos. I've raced against him in the karting championships, I'm sure he improved and could put up a better fight now." "Do you think you'll get a full seat next season?"

"That's a difficult question. Not all uh . . . teams have enough trust in female drivers. Hopefully I demonstrated how worthy of a seat I am. I am after all the first and only female to finish on a podium and win a race so . . . we'll see where it goes."

It didn't go. It never was going to.

You were stuck in the factory, working on the car for someone else. And when a seat was finally free in 2018, you watched as they gave it to someone who was not you. You were furious, no other team would take you, a girl. Not even Ferrari wanted you on the track and you were an exeptional driver.

the only thing that kept you grounded was going back home to your family. Your uncle and cousin were your pride and joy, the ones that kept you going. But the question was, what were you going to do now?

— 𝐌𝐀𝐗 (𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍) | 1 🇳🇱 :: ↳ 1997.09.30 (25) ↳ red bull's golden boy ↳ three time world champion

— ??? (???) | 17 :: ↳ 2000.07.22 (22) ↳ f4 world champion, f3 world champion, f2 world champion ↳ 2016 rookie of the year ↳ youngest f1 race winner ↳ driver's name: seventeen

— 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 (𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐒) | 7 🇩🇪 :: ↳ 1996.06.06 (25) ↳ mercedes second driver ↳ 2016 world champion ↳ youngest world champion

— 𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐊𝐄 (𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐒) | 25 🇩🇪 :: ↳ 2000.07.22 (22) ↳ mclaren second driver ↳ 2022 rookie of the year

— 𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐀 (𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐈) | 🇪🇬 :: ↳ 2014.05.06 (8) ↳ best cousin in the world

— 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐍 (𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐈) 🇪🇬 :: ↳ 1985.05.05 (38) ↳ #1 uncle

— 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍 (𝐊𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐒) | 25 🇩🇪 :: ↳ 1971.01.17 (54) ↳ grumpy old retired driver ↳ 5 time world champion

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muertawrites · 2 years

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Eddie Munson and Sex [18+]

Warnings: explicit descriptions of s*x (minors this isn’t for you don’t fucking touch it i swear to GOD), perv!eddie my beloved, tiny bit of a daddy kink (i refuse to apologize)

Word Count: 1k

Author’s Note: i have no idea what this is. it was going to be a fic i think but then it derailed into a headcanon-y drabble. it has not been edited. i’ve been so fatigued for the past two days that getting anything written has been difficult (thanks depression). once i come up with a plot / scenario i hope to have a very tasty smut fic written soon. i just have to puke all my other ideas up first i have so many. if any of y’all have some smut ideas drop them in my inbox please i would v much appreciate them <3

Eddie Munson was a dirty pervert. He frequented the local adult video store, from which he'd amassed an expansive collection of erotica. He masturbated at least twice a day. He had handcuffs nailed to his wall for exactly the reason you'd think, and a nasty little habit of stealing your underwear, often keeping it in his back pocket as he went about his day. He had explicit photos of you on his wall, pinned to the dashboard in his van, tucked in the front of his wallet.

And he was the sweetest, most tender lover on the face of the earth.

You both knew what it was like to be consumed by loneliness. Neither of you quite felt like you fit anywhere, and your romantic histories were both utterly tragic. It was your loneliness that brought you together - a friendship based on instant understanding that blossomed into a love so deep and consuming it terrified you at first. But Eddie, despite all his cynicism and hurt, gave you his affection readily and without the slightest hesitation. He showed you just how much you deserved to be loved, and you offered up all of yours in return.

Of course, knowing just how invested his sexual interests were, you assumed he was experienced. You knew he'd never really had any lasting relationships before he met you, but you found it difficult to believe a man like him could go more than a month without seeking release from another person. You assumed his body count was high, a gallery of women used for convenience and to distract from just how impossibly alone he felt. He was a man, after all - and men are really only after one thing.

That was until you had him naked, splayed out on your bed with your chest between his thighs, your mouth wrapped in a vice around his cock. He didn't last even a minute.

"I've never... no one's... ever given me a blow job before," Eddie admitted after you'd finished.

"... What?"

"I know, it's pathetic-"

"No, no."

You laughed, sitting up and kneeling beside him so you could look him in the eye.

"I thought..." You chuckled again at your own ignorance. "I thought I was like... your hundredth partner or something. Like you were fucking women left and right before we got together."

Then it was Eddie's turn to laugh.

"What? Do I really seem like that kind of guy to you?"

You shrugged, slightly embarrassed.

"I don't know... You're just really into sex," you explained. "And you're in a band. Casual hookups kinda made sense to me."

Eddie shook his head, his lips curling into a soft smile as he reached out to stroke your hair.

"Nah... not me. I, uh... I can never really get it up unless I like someone, y'know? I mean I'm horny as fuck but I never felt... I never felt okay giving it to someone who didn't give a shit about me. You're only the second person I've been in bed with. And the first I kind of regret, honestly. She was nowhere near as good to me as you."

You smiled, endeared by how endlessly sweet he was. You leaned forward, snaring his lips in a deep, intentioned kiss that he quickly got lost in, his hands raising to lay at your jaw.

"How about another blow job?" you offered as you parted, biting your smiling lip with anticipation.

He nodded vigorously, and the rest of the evening was spent working his cock in and out of your mouth, teaching him how to keep his cool and make the pleasure last.

No matter what his sexual appetite, Eddie loved nothing more than making you cum; and although he wasn’t as experienced as you thought, years of reading porno mags and watching smut films taught him plenty.

He could work magic with his mouth. The moment he got you alone in his bedroom, he pinned you to his mattress, spreading your legs wide and latching his lips to your clit, licking and sucking at you with expert precision. He could spend hours with your legs slung over his shoulders, gripping and kissing at your thighs, shoving you over the edge of an orgasm without giving you a chance to recover, savoring the way you squirmed and whined from overstimulation.

“Just one more, sugar,” he would coax you. “Let daddy make his favorite girl cum just one more time...”

And of course you would. When he spoke to you like that, your mind went numb, fucked out and sex drunk and entirely consumed by his adoration of you.

His favorite way to make you cum was (surprisingly) in missionary. He would fuck you slowly, holding your little bullet vibrator on your clit, diving in at an excruciating pace until you came, hard, flexing around his cock and bringing him all the closer to his own release. He loved watching your face contort with pleasure, pressing tender kisses to your jaw so he could listen to you moan in his ear. It was pretty vanilla, but the way he worked you, it felt like the dirtiest, most delicious thing he could do to you.

Eddie often used his erotica as a reference, which made everything about your sex life interesting. From toys to positions and even health advice, he was constantly bringing articles and photos from his favorite magazines to your attention, sometimes even reading them out loud as a form of foreplay. He wasn’t the biggest fan of watching porn while he fucked you, however - he preferred to set up shop in front of a mirror, getting off on watching himself slide in and out, the way your body moved with his, from a different angle.

He wouldn’t admit it, but his favorite part of having sex with you was laying beside you after fucking you into a stupor. He’d light a cigarette or roll up a joint and hold you in the sweetest silence, sometimes with your head on his chest, sometimes with his head on yours, but always with the lightest of kisses feathered across your skin, every inch of your body worshipped by him. He loved kissing down your back, over your collar bones, up the inside of your wrists.

Eddie Munson loved you with all his soul, and his body was how he showed it.

🌹💀 get your eddie fix 💀🌹

#muerta's works #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson x you smut #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson drabble #perv!eddie #i need a man like Eddie to make sweet love to me until the end of time tbh #i've earned it

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stomach-bugg09 · 1 year

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hi this is my first time requesting🫶🏼🫶🏼

how about reader getting taken by the sky people and just angst and fluff with neteyam trying to get her back from them

summary: [y/n] is with lo’ak, kiri, spider, and tuk when the avatars first attack. after saving the life of tuk, [y/n] is taken by quaritch along with the human boy, allowing an adventure that she never could have imagined. what happens when she is finally reunited with her love?

a/n: oh my goodness , this has been sitting in my inbox for what seems like a billion years—i am so so sorry for taking this long to get to it. i hope you enjoy !! it’s a little bit of angst in the beginning , but the original atwow plot has been changed because i cannot afford anymore tears over neteyam’s death. also , i literally do not remember how this scene goes , so if it’s inaccurate , whoopsies !! feedback + reblogs are always apprecaited !!

tags: @pinkhotdogsfr @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @itssiaaax @grierpilots @fleurbeass @hjkshshjkhklhkl

warnings: fighting , blood , guns , spider being a good person , being friends with spider , mentions of death

words: 2.4k

he is my home

[y/n] often wonders to herself, how long has it been? she’s seen the vast world of pandora, more of it than she could ever have imagined, and yet she cannot find any happiness within herself for the journey. the only thing she can focus on is whether or not the sully family is okay, specifically recalling the longing face of her love before she was grabbed by one of the avatars.

it’d been so long, she questioned whether or not the face that she remembered, the face that she dreamed about, was truly him. what details was she missing? was that truly his smile?

at first, she had hope. maybe she would be able to fact check sooner rather than later. but, she eventually got to a point where all faith dissipated. all she had was the desire of just being released from the hold of the avatars.

[y/n] could still feel the way her body trembled when she was first brought to the base. where was she? where was neteyam?

[y/n] could still feel the way her head spun and her stomach twisted as they tortured her for information. “ke omum oel teyngta,” she screamed. over and over again.

she owed her life to spider, as much as it pained her to say. just months ago, she would’ve hated the way she now adored the human boy. she used to hate him—the way that he acted like he was one of them. and now, he became the reason that she still breathed.

[y/n] was not an idiot. she knew that quaritch wanted to kill her once she was determined useless. but, spider socorro had leverage as his son, claiming that he would only help his father if and only if they kept [y/n] alive and allow her to accompany them.

despite their agreement, spider did not make it easy when attempting to help the humans. [y/n] followed along blindly, silent at all times. the only time she showed any sign of emotion was when they returned to the forest for the avatars’ ikrans.

spider often acted as a translator between the parties, [y/n] having not grown up knowing the sky-people language. when they demanded directions, spider was the one to relay that [y/n] had no idea, although they got to a point that each avatar was very familiar with the na’vi words, “ke omum oel teyngta” because of how often she said it.

now, [y/n] could not believe where she stood.

the ship beneath her feet rocked back and forth, the motion making her stomach sick. she clutched the rail desperately, stomach lurching as she held her head over the edge just in case.

spider grimaced. “are you okay?” he asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“never been better.” [y/n]’s tone was dark, dry.

it only caused him to swallow in defeat, her new changed personality directly opposing the type of person that she used to be. he recalled the way her eyes lit up at the nature of eywa, the way her laugh echoed across a room, the way she smiled when she was with neteyam. the memories were harsh, and they stung more than anything. but, they also kept spider motivated to save [y/n], to get her back to neteyam wherever he may be.

[y/n] felt particularly wounded thanks to the events of the past week. the gruesome choices that the rda kept making… it was sickening. her stomach churned even more as she recalled the way the sea na’vi screamed as fire lit their homes. the way they looked at her, eyes desperate to help protect their families.

[y/n] cried, the avatars holding both her and spider back. she had never wanted to kill the socorro boy’s father more, but she could not. she no longer had any sense of advantage, especially not in a territory that she was unfamiliar with.

not only did they torture innocent na’vi, but they terrorized the entire sea. tears pricked her eyes once she remembered the image of the dead tulkun and her calf floating in the water, blood swirling with each wave.

and now she stood there, helpless in the middle of the sea. the only thing roaming her head were the questions, are the sullys here? are they alive? are they safe?

“do you think they’re on one of the islands?” she found herself asking spider after a few beats of silence, her voice hushed.

the human boy swallowed, shaking his head. “i guess we technically have no way of knowing, but based on the way that quaritch is so adamant…” he trailed, inhaling slowly. the silence spoke for itself.

“i wish we could warn them.” her voice was rough, clearly not used to speaking based on her depressed silence for the past few months.

spider backed away from the rail, hands going to his face in order to adjust his mask. “if there was a way…” he only shook his head.

“i know.”

it was the yelling of the sky-people that brought the two adolescents back to reality. [y/n]’s eyes wandered the ship, watching as humans run across the deck. their voices carried in the wind, another language ripped from their throats.

“what are they saying?” [y/n] demanded, falling back from the rail. “what is happening?” spider’s heart panged at the concern held in the na’vi’s eyes.

“i—” he stuttered, regaining his balance as the ship lurched—”i don’t know.”

both of them cried out in rage as avatar hands gripped them by the shoulders, immobilizing them from running. “you’re coming with us.”

although [y/n] didn’t understand, she was smart enough to recognize that tone, and that tone meant obey. that was the tone she’d been dealing with for months. obey or die.

[y/n] cried out as the avatar gripped her braid, tears filling her eyes at the sharp pain. her hands immediately attempted to go to his wrist, but another avatar was quick to grab her arms and shackle them behind her back.

“spider!” she yelled, unable to see the boy.

“i am here!” relief flooded her body. “i am right behind you, just—” he grunted—”just keep moving.”

unfortunately, she had to do just that. there was nothing that she could do after months of lacking food, lacking water, and lacking training to fight them off. not when they held guns in their hands.

a grunt left [y/n]’s throat as she was shoved into the room with humans. there was a mass amount of colorful buttons, glass windows allowing her to see out onto the water. she gasped at the impact that shocks her back when she was shoved into some sort of desk.

she immediately crumpled, unable to stay upright any longer. weakly, she lifted her head just in time to watch spider receive the same treatment.

the boy was quick to help her up, allowing her lean against him as she adjusted her body to the new bruise that was forming in the middle of her back. she groaned at the pain, but it was nothing she hadn’t dealt with before.

as she looks around at their surroundings, eyes gauging new exits, entrances, weaknesses, and flaws, her visual scan is cut short by the view outside the window. “spider.”

"what?” he panicked at her low tone.

“look.” his eyes followed her hand, only to be greeted with the sight of a fleet of na’vi. they arrived in all different forms, each riding their own creature through the waters except for a familiar female that reigned the skies.

“no way,” he muttered, jaw dropping just the slightest.

he took a step forward, but at the motion, every human went rigid, guns raised. he raised his eyebrows at that, arms going up in mock defense. “just taking a look, folks.” his voice was quiet and sarcastic, going on his toes to take a peek.

“is that..?” [y/n] trailed, now recognizing three familiar figures that are cuffed to the rail that they’d been standing by just minutes before.

“aw, shit.”

it didn’t take long for the scene to escalate. panic rose and fell in [y/n]’s chest as she watched jake sully nearly sacrifice himself, but the beautiful sight of a tulkun leads hope to flood her chest.

it was the attack of the creature that sent everything skyrocketing. while the na’vi of the sea attacked the ship, [y/n] and spider took it as a chance to attack from the inside out.

despite being in bonds, [y/n] could still recall enough training to beat the worst of the soldiers. afterall, they had all the important fighters trying to hold down the fort outside.

it was thanks to spider and his creative use of a fire extinguisher as a weapon that they were free of their captivity inside the room. as the tulkun and na’vi attack from outside, pride panged in [y/n]’s soul that she and spider were successful in attacking from the inside.

once they defeated the last human manning the controls, [y/n] stood there in silence, trying to catch her breath. her arms hung heavy, still tied together. blood leaked from a small wound on her forehead, but she had more of their opponents’ blood that crusted on her fists.

spider and her immediately repositioned themselves defensively at the sound of someone bursting through the door.

it is then that [y/n]’s heart stopped.

“neteyam?”

she could not breath, she could not think. suddenly, she had not a single clue of what was laying outside of their bubble. all she saw was him. for the first time in months, she felt at home again.

she barely recognized as he ran to her, his arms warm as they embraced her figure. the only thing she could remember was the way that she cried into his shoulder. “oh, neteyam.”

neteyam surveyed her body. she was thinner, paler. blood dripped from her forehead, and her wrists were quite rough from rubbing against her shackles. his eyes widened at the sight of the blood that covered her hands.

"it is not mine,” she relayed, voice soft. [y/n] felt his hands holding hers, softly turning them over, but she was not watching that. her eyes would not leave his beautiful face. not after the time it took to see him again.

he laughed. “oh, trust me. i can tell.”

it was lo’ak’s groan that brought them back to reality. “look, i totally understand how this is a really big moment and all, but if we don’t move now, we’ll all die, and you’ll have to finish your reunion in the afterlife.”

“hello to you too, lo’ak.”

they definitely could have made a better plan. you know, a plan that wouldn’t have risked their lives multiple times. but, that was way out of their style! if there was one constant when it came to the sully boys, it was that they were really good at winging it and hoping for the best.

[y/n] felt much better, much freer, now that her hands weren’t contained by a pair of handcuffs. she also felt much better as her fingers did not once leave neteyam’s. they were intertwined for as long as they ran across the deck, not even letting him go when he took the gun from lo’ak. he assured her that he could use his other hand perfectly fine.

she trailed behind him as they sprinted, the exit in sight. [y/n]’s eyes lit up at the image of the water they were about to dive into, longing for freedom from the rda. she could feel spider had the same emotions, especially considering he still had yet to reunite with kiri.

but, of course, despite their very dramatic exit, there would always be flaws. and this one, of course, was life threatening.

the group of kids were on the final sprint, the only goal in mind being to escape. there was nothing to hide behind, nothing to save themselves. oh, no. they were praying to eywa that they would make it out alive.

it was when she saw him, the familiar avatar of wainfleet, and the way he aimed his gun at them, that her heart jumped to her throat. she let every instinct kick in, her feet leaving the ground as she launched herself into neteyam. the couple stumbled behind some sort of metal container.

a gasp left her throat when a bullet pierced the wall right where neteyam would have been if he kept running. the sully boy’s eyes were wide, a prayer to eywa leaving his lips as he watched spider and lo’ak dive into the water where they’d originally been planning.

while neteyam was wrapped up in the problem, [y/n] did not have time to think. instead, she stopped thinking and let her hands work for themselves.

that was the moment she blacked out. neteyam told her that she’d grabbed a stray gun laying on the ground, told her that she’d merely peeked her eyes out before aiming and shooting, told her that she shot him right in the hole of his armor. she was still unsure whether or not she believed him.

[y/n] could only clearly remember the way she stared at the dead avatar, gun warm in her hands. she was wordless, her breathing heavy as she inhaled and exhaled. the loud sound of the gunshot still rung in her ears, neteyam’s words sounding like muffles of noise.

it was only his hand around her wrist that brought her attention back. she swallowed as he pointed to the water, and she only nodded.

the two dove through together, the shocking chill of the salty sea causing her to nearly choke on the water. she sputtered as she resurfaced.

“[y/n]!” neteyam yelled, her ears finally regulating themselves again. “[y/n]!”

she turned, looking at her love. her love. “neteyam!” she swam quickly, finally feeling his embrace once again, although they quickly pulled themselves onto a hard surface at the newfound difficulty of reuniting in water.

before another word could be exchanged, the two kissed. they kissed with more passion than any other kiss before, so much longing and sadness built up. so much worry. tears pricked [y/n]’s eyes.

when they broke apart, she held the back of his head. “neteyam, how i have missed you.”

“i am so happy that you’re alive.” she laughed at his words, leaning her forehead against his chest. “and i am never leaving you again.”

“oh, i wouldn’t dream of it.”

#avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #neteyam sully #loak sully #sully family x reader #sully family x y/n #tuk sully #tuktirey #sully family #kiri sully #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam #neteyam sully avatar #omaticaya

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mshroom1e · 1 year

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Perfect | Azul x GN! Reader

May or may not be fully self-indulgent. Azul is just so heurkrhforif

type: fanfic

Summary: A short and sweet fic about Yuu comforting Azul about his insecurity.

628 words

tags: fluff

Warnings(s): theme of insecurity about weight

Azul stood in front of a mirror in his room, surveying two shirts, debating which one he should wear. You lazily rolled around in his bed, hugging one of his pillows while you watched him.

Recently, Azul had been worrying more and more about what clothes he wore. You weren't sure why, because you thought be looked stunning in everything and anything. Spending time with him was usually you listening to his rambles - he's had a lot on his mind lately.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, worried, "This one doesn't suit me as well as this one."

"Azul, the shirts literally look the same," you blinked, trying to see the differences he saw.

You rolled over again, managing to wrap yourself in one of his fuzzy, warm blankets. Picking up an octopus plushie, you held it over your head and smiled, the little stuffed toy reminding you of Azul standing in front of you.

"Honestly, I don't see what the problem is," you added.

Azul sighed, still looking at the shirts, "I've been surpassing my daily recommended caloric intake recently. It looks like I've gone a size larger again."

Ah.

So that's what it was.

After knowing Azul for a while, you learned about his childhood, mostly from the tweels and how round and cute he was as a kid. And from observing his eating habits and mannerisms when you spent time together, he definitely was one who worried - no, obsessed about how much he ate. When you brought snacks over on some days, he'd only eat one or two pieces before claiming he was no longer hungry or saying he'd save it for later.

When you confessed your feelings to him, much to his surprise, and started dating, Azul noticeably became more conscious about his appearance and started measuring himself almost religiously. You told him countless times that he had nothing to worry about- he was at a healthy size and he really didn't need to lose any more weight. Despite your constant reassurance, he was still one to worry.

Having had enough, you stood up and walked over to Azul without him knowing. He was too focused on worrying about what he was going to wear to notice you creeping up on him in his peripheral vision.

He mumbled words under his breath, furrowing his eyebrows. He would say, "I knew I shouldn't have eaten those cookies," or "They always go straight to my thighs," or "I'm getting squishy again..."

His body jolted when he felt your arms snake around his waist from behind him, your chest resting against his back, trapping his body in a back hug. The warmth from your body spread across his back and through his whole body, making him shudder slightly.

"Y-Yuu?"

"You know," You whispered right next to his ear, causing him to audibly squeak, "You're perfect just the way you are."

His body froze.

"My arms can fit around you snugly li~ke this," you gave him a gentle squeeze, "As long as you're happy and healthy, is there really a problem?"

You chuckled fondly at Azul. He was frozen in shock by the sudden ambush headed straight to his heart. He always worried about what you thought of him, so hearing you saying you believed he was already perfect meant the world to him.

He let out a high pitched squeak when he felt you gently poke him in the stomach. He jumped back like a cat, eyes wide and a violent blush creeping up his neck.

"Gotcha~" you sang with a cheeky smile.

He stumbled over his words for a good 7 seconds before his voice cracked as he yelled, "Yuu!"

Azul spent the next 10 minutes chasing you around his room while you both erupted in fits of laughter.

#azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #twst fanfic #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #twisted wonderland x mc #jade leech #floyd leech #octavinelle #tweels #fish mafia

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hikari-writes · 1 year

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╰┈➤ ❝ [ᶠᵉᵉˡᵉʳˢ] ❞

Summary ❥ Kuroo had been dating the team's manager, aka you, for quite some time now...or so what Kenma, Yaku, and the whole volleyball club members, thought. With the truth of your relationship status out, will Yaku finally be able to act on his feelings? Or will Kuroo finally decide to break it to you that what he's been telling you were no jokes?

Pairing ❥ Yaku Morisuke x F!Reader x Kuroo Tetsurou

Genre ❥ SMAU, Fluff, Nekoma Manager! reader, tinsy bit of angst, best friends to lovers, love triangle, divided routes

Warning ❥ Swearing, keyboard smashing, questioning your feelings, more specified content warning will be given at the start of certain chapters, maybe a bit ooc at some parts-, flirting platonically between friends

Status ❥ Completed

Updates ❥ Completed

Yayyayayyay first actual smau (not counting the yams mini series smau) for hq!! And its a love triangle <33 (too ambitious? Too ambitious.) I love yaku sm but i thought itd be fun to add kuroo for a love triangle too so i did 🥺 maybe ill make another one in the future that features just him 😔😔 anyways i had some fun with this 👉👈 also its the first time im making a smau where the og group friends actually includes the suitor so wojskjeje 😳😳 i was very much inspired by @/come-on-shitty-boys smau bro-ke up so highly recommend u go check that one out!!! anyways nekoma!!! <333 hope u have a fun time reading this and rmmbr to stay hydrated love u <3333 (constructive criticism and feedbacks are greatly appreciated!!!)

Part 1 ❥ dumb but not stupid

Part 2 ❥ cryptid shits

Part 3 ❥ That was weird

Part 4 ❥ feelings was caught!

Part 5 ❥ too bitter

Part 6 ❥ worst breakup

Part 7 ❥ Enjoy your day God bless you

Part 8 ❥ Repaired Friendship and Newfound Emotions [Written Part feat. Yaku]

Part 9 ❥ No Balls?

Part 10 ❥ i hate it here

Part 11 ❥ denying lev rights

Part 12 ❥ Answered Questions and Study Session [Written Part feat. Kuroo]

Part 13 ❥ Nervous and Sincerity

Part 14 ❥ Like homo erectus beautiful

Part 15 ❥ concerning tl

[Yaku Morisuke]'s Route;

Yaku One || Part 16 ❥ my hand slipped

Yaku Two || Part 17 ❥ best dad award

Yaku Three || Part 18 ❥ not mad just disappointed

Yaku Four || Part 19 ❥ mr boyfriend & mrs girlfriend

Yaku Five || Part 20 ❥ No Balls to No Bitches

[Kuroo Tetsurou]'s Route;

Kuroo One || Part 16 ❥ Baby its cold outside

Kuroo Two || Part 17 ❥ y/n apologist

Kuroo Three || Part 18 ❥ its me, im bitches.

Kuroo Four || Part 19 ❥ wedding bells

Kuroo Five || Part 20 ❥ comfort friends

Secret Route;

Secret One || Part 16 ❥ our expertise

Secret Two || Part 17 ❥ the kissy thing

Secret Three || Part 18 ❥ it got worse

Secret Four || Part 19 ❥ feelers: lovergirl and loverboy

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postsofbabel · 6 months

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panandinpain0 · 9 months

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random but I can imagine hermione doing the whole “I’m his big sis, so if you hurt him, I’ll avada ke-” thing and that’s honestly fun for my soul

My First Best Friend (a snippet)

I love Hermione as an older sister- I think it's so perfect for her character (especially her overprotective side).

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Ron and (Y/N) had just come back from their date to Hogsmeade, and (Y/N) was walking Ron back to the Gryffindor common room. They'd fought for a while, but decided next time Ron can walk him to the Ravenclaw common room.

After they'd finished going up the hundredth staircase, laughing and half-panting, they stopped short at a looming figure in front of the painting of the Fat Lady.

Arms crossed, toe tapping the floor, Hermione Granger stood waiting for one of her best friends to return from his date with her little brother. A date that neither of them had informed her of so she had to find out from George (she'd bribed him by offering her services if they ever needed it for pranks).

She raised an eyebrow in an unamused glare, and Ron gulped.

"Hey... 'Mione," (Y/N) hesitantly greeted, grabbing Ron's hand in support. "How are you?"

"I'll deal with you later, for now it's late and you should go to bed," Hermione insisted, turning her gaze to Ron. "I have to have a little talk with your little boyfriend."

Ron slowly let go of (Y/N)'s hand, nodding that it would be okay. (Y/N) didn't look so sure. When he passed Hermione, (Y/N) winced.

"Be careful with him, yeah? I'd like a second date, and for that he needs to be alive," (Y/N) half-begged his sister.

"Don't worry, he won't be dead by the end of it, just a little bruised," Hermione reassured (not really). But then she pushed Ron through the opening of the painting and left (Y/N) standing outside of it with a terrified look on his face.

Looking around the silent staircases around him he eventually shrugged and turned to find his way to the Ravenclaw tower.

(Inside the Gryffindor common room.)

Hermione had a painfully tight hold on Ron's shoulder, nearly dragging him to the couch by the fireplace. Once she sat him down she sat down in front of him (she'd moved a chair to be in between the couch and fire).

"So, you've decided to date my brother."

"Well, it was kind of a mutual decision-" he stopped at Hermione's glare. "Yes."

"Listen here, Weasley, if you so much as hurt a hair on his head I will rip yours off."

Ron's eyes went wide and a drop of sweat made its way down his face.

"Break his heart, and I will use an unforgivable curse you on, don't think I won't."

Ron merely nodded, too afraid to say anything.

"Listen to my words carefully, Weasley. I care about my little brother very much, he was my first best friend before you and Harry, and I would do anything to keep him safe. If you start to become dangerous or hurt him, it won't be pretty. Am I understood?"

"Yes ma'am," Ron quickly spoke, his entire body on alert.

"Good, now that that's over with- Harry needs us upstairs for something, I'm assuming its just to hang out."

"Wonderful," Ron quickly stood up and booked it up the boys staircase, hardly waiting for Hermione.

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Honestly I can't wait for them to get to the stage in their relationship where they sneak into each other's dorms somehow to snuggle at night.

Hope you liked it mangoooo

-Author Max <3

#fanfiction #x reader #fluff #x he/him reader #x male!reader #harry potter #harry potter x reader #harry potter x male!reader #ron weasley x reader #ron weasley x male!reader #ron x male!reader

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trafalgarlogy · 1 year

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THE KING'S WOMAN! Qin Shi Huang X fem! reader

CHAPTER 1 !

WARNINGS: GORE, BETRAYAL, LOVE TRIANGLES, MASS KILLING, YANDERE-ISH, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOUR, SUICIDE

-Flashback-

On a dark night, soldiers of Zhao chased a mysterious figure in the forest, there was nothing that could be seen clearly, lighting up their torches they ran to the end of the forest to finally catch their prey, which appeared to be a young boy of around ten weeping for help, wounded, his face covered with blood and a huge scar, the guards pulled their swords out ready to attack the young boy

"HELP!!!!" he yelled for the final time covering his head with his small hands and closing his teary eyes until two figures stood in front of him shadowing him, as the silence spread in his surroundings

he hesitantly looked up opening one of his eyes, viewing two kids of the same age as him, "amazing..." he thought to himself looking up at them, having second look he realized one was a boy and another was a girl, for a while his eyes sparkled in admiration.

the girl turned back to look at him with a concerned look on her face, "this place is dangerous for now let's get out of here and treat your wounds! " she said lending her hand to help him get up, he was quiet shy and embarrassed at the same time, he held her hand slowly and got up

when he got a closer look at the girl, he saw her silky (h/c) hair shining in the moonlight, her rosy lips curled into a smile, and her beautiful eyes that made him feel like heaven hit him, touching her warm palm made him feel safe

he turned to look at the surroundings to see all guards knocked out, it was quite a shock for him, "don't worry about them, they won't be able to chase us anytime sooner, let's go" she said confidently.

after a while.....

"thank god, we didn't get in trouble," said the boy who introduced himself as, Jing Ke, "or else grandfather would have been angry" the (h/c) girl giggled as the three of them sat at the end of the cliff viewing the breathtaking view of the moon, "oh I forgot to as what is your name?" she turned to look at the wounded boy who was very silent, " Y-Ying Zheng......" he replied, "hmmm, so Ying Zheng tell me how did you end up getting chased by the soldiers of the Zhao? " she asked out curiosity, Ying Zheng's grip tightened remembering it all...though he was not certainly sure, why

"Oh I see, it's ok if you're not comfortable," she said smiling at him, "can you show me your hand, I'll try to cover it up for now cause it hurts like hell if you keep your wounds in the contact of surroundings," she suggested, Ying Zheng put his hand forward nervously as she gently held it with one hand and using the other to takeout a handkerchief from her pocket and slowly tied the handkerchief on his hand and later kissing it softly, he flushed red at the moment for what just happened

"By the way, what's your name ?... " Ying Zheng asked the (h/c) haired girl," Wei (Name), but just call me (Name)" she said with a grin.

"Hey Ying Zheng, what is it you want to become when you get older? " Jing Ke asked, "OH!! HOW ABOUT WE TELL EACHOTHER'S GOALS IN LIFE" (Name) exclaimed, "Hmmm, so I'll start! I want to improve my martial skills and become a great warrior like (Name)'s grandfather and protect (Name) for the rest of my life," said Jing Ke looking towards the moon and then turning his head towards (Name), "OK! I'm up next, so I want world peace, and all this war and fight to end once and for all," said (Name) confidently, "So, Ying Zheng now it is your turn". "I want to become a person who is powerful and feared so that I can protect the ones, I love", (Name) gasped, "Woah that's really nice !" she said smiling widely.

-End Of Flashback!-

Ying Zheng smiled within himself looking at the handkerchief that (Name) once gave him, it had been years since he last saw her, and with her breathtaking smile, he always kept thinking of where she was now? how was she doing? , he couldn't get (Name) out of his mind even as the King of the Qin

after all, He missed her.....

End of Chapter 1 !

NOTES !: i. I'll be writing Qin Shi Huang as Ying Zheng till the near bit end. ii. I got lazy with the senior's name so I used the name of the senior in the show. so don't mind it-

#qin shi huang x reader #qin shi huang #ror #record of ragnarok #xreader #record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok qin shi huang #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv #itssimpforeternity #nyxxcore

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grimmdeltarune · 1 month

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Pocket Sand - Pilot Episode: Inkwel and Shikari

Inkwel: Hehehe! W ll hiya the e, Mi s Shikari!

Shikari: Oh, it's yXu. Get Xut of hXre, I DXN'T want tX talk.

Inkwel: I don't me n to be rud b t I don't re lly... want t ...

Funny Stor , most of th peopl here ar n't the fr endliest... and if they ar , they pr bably want to k ll you... Hehehe....

Shikari: YeXh, and I WXll, tXo. Keep mX out of thXs you SXft littlX freak.

How'd yXu even gXt herX? You get thrXwn in here Xs a thrXwaway ItXm or sXmething?

Inkwel: Hehehe... No, I'm just l ke you. A Shadow Crystal h lder...

Shikari: ThXt's hard to belXeve.

Inkwel: It s but it's true. I als had on of those Crystals.

Shikari: Yeah but thXse don't savX you frXm lXXking likX you'd be beXten to a pXlp in less than a sXcond.

Inkwel: Hehehe, y u don't think 'm tough, don't you m ss? I'm plenty t ugh!

Shikari: I wasn't talkXng abXut that, you're a FXXKING plXshie.

Inkwel: Hey! Th t wasn't n ce...

Hmmmm... h s anyone h re told yo abo t my EYES?

Shikari: NXpe.

Inkwel: Hehehe! W ll in th t case!

*Inkwel puts his puppet in one of the holes where his eye should have been. Shikari looks on in mild amusement.*

Shikari: So? YXu don't hXve eyXs? I knXw likX five Xther DarknXrs thXt havX the same thXng-

Inkwel: Oh I wasn't b rn lik this! Mr Ro k stole them!

Shikari: . . .WhXt?

Inkwel: Ye h! He r pped them all o t and left me to d e in m set! Hehehe!

Shikari: . . .

Inkwel: And if y u don't mind m add ng to that, but wh n I did g t them b ck, I turn d int a fre ky monst r!

Shikari: . . .Huh. . .ThXt's . . .MetXl as fXXk.

Inkwel: Th t's not h w I would w rd it, b t sure!

Shikari: So lXke, are yXu tryXng to gXt rXvenge on thXt Rook GXy?

Inkwel: Oh no n no! I w uld never! R venge is wr ng and it'd be cru l of me t do that!

Shikari: . . .He lXft you to dXe. . .

Inkwel: Ye h. . .But p ople can ch nge and ma be he'll r alize that he mad a mist ke some t me in the fut ure! Hehehe!

Shikari: . . .MXn. And I thXught yXu were kind Xf cXXl for a sXcond. You'rX just anXther WXMP likX the rXst of thXm.

Inkwel: I g t that a lot. . .hehehe. . .I he rd that fr m my wife n our f rst date. . .

Shikari: Hm?

Inkwel: Oh yeah! My w fe! Sh 's the best. . .b t I can't t lk to her when I'm h re...

Shikari: WhXt? Did shX dXe or somethXng?

Inkwel: h HEAVENS no! She's j st kind f. . .liv ng in a re lm betwe n realit is all!

W it. . .maybe I c n talk to her h re! Th s ain't a qu ote- n-q ote can n story s I think she c n come ov r!

Shikari: FXXking go for it.

Inkwel: Alr ghty!

*A few minutes pass*

Inkwel: h Shikari!

Shikari: WhXt do yXu want- HXLY SHXT.

Nora: You must be that Shikari girl he was talking about. I'm Nora.

Inkwel: I pulled some strings nd w s able to g t h r here!

Shikari: BRX.

YXU DIDN'T TXLL ME SHX WXS A BXDDIE.

Inkwel: what the fuck did you just call my wife?

- End of Pilot -

Bonus Fanart for making it to the end!

Shikari by: @mercair

Inkwel, Nora, and Rustflare by: Me!

#deltarune secret boss #deltarune oc #deltarune #deltarune fan character #secret boss #ask box #deltarune fanart #shikari #inkwel #Nora #Yes Inkwel does have a noncanon wife #I love these two they are so cute together #Rustflare #I FXXKING HXTE THXT GXY!!!#Pocket Sand #Deltarune Pocket thing

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