#also fun fact. that pic was taken on my birthday.

[moonshynecybin]

wanna have thoughts about Sepang pre-season testing 2015 and how that photo of the two of them wearing swim trunks happened and what else might have taken place that day/week

prompt 4! because it is my brand i must say that cal crutchlow was also there in real life for the rosquez beach date and we must never forget this. he isnt in this story but please hold that in your mind okay thank you. anyways this story is about considering what it would be like to interrogate your very sexy coworker's control issues while you are slightly sauced and neither one of you are wearing shirts. so it goes.

Vale takes a sip of his drink and looks over at Marc, sprawled out on the lounger next to him, limbs loose and easy in the glow of the sun. His swim trunks are riding up, exposing the pale, tender skin on the inside of his thighs. He's already looking at Vale.

Of course he is.

"So, you don’t like the beach?" Vale asks, to try and get his mind of something else. Marc is— Marc is competition. He shouldn't.

Marc hums. "I don’t like being in the water, it’s different."

Interesting. That's not what Vale expected.

"Why? You can swim." He's seen him in the pool earlier, hollering with his brother and dunking him under the water. Shiny and wet under the Malaysian sun.

Marc shrugs, unbothered, and Vale spends some time with the movement of his shoulders, the cut of his muscles. It's fine. Marc wont be able to see his where his eyes are lingering, anyways. Vale is wearing sunglasses. It's harmless.

"I don’t know what’s in there— I always think there’s a shark or something that's going to eat me." Marc's nose scrunches as he talks, and he looks like he's about to laugh.

"You drive motorcycles for a living," Vale replies, voice light. It seems ludicrous that Marc would be scared of something like a shark attack, with what they both do for a living. With what Marc does in particular.

Marc flicks up his sunglasses to squint at Vale, smile still huge on his face. "So do you, are you saying you aren’t scared of anything?"

"I’m not." Vale answers with a straight face.

Marc laughs. It's easy to make him laugh. "I see!"

Vale nods. "No, I’m very brave."

Marc's still laughing, strong forearm thrown over his stomach now.

Vale really shouldn't.

"But you," Vale sits up, faces towards Marc. He’s a little drunk, Vale thinks. A little pink from the sun, still pale from the winter. “You are very brave.”

"Thank you," Marc takes a long sip from his drink, lips wrapped around his straw. Jesus.

Vale shakes his head. It’s not quite a compliment. “No no no no— you take risks. Not like a normal one of us.” He flips his shades down and slumps back. Looking at Marc is maybe too much right now. “And you are scared of the ocean.”

"I don’t like flying either."

Vale blinks. "What?"

Marc shrugs, the corners of his mouth digging impishly into his cheeks. He blinks lazily, and stretches a bit. Keeps his eyes steadfastly on Vale.

"It’s all… out of my control. On the bike I can ride. I know my lines, I know when to brake, how far to lean. It’s up to me. In the sky? The ocean? It’s up to other people. It’s up to God." He shakes his head. "There's too much chance.”

Vale chews on the the inside of his cheek, turns the idea of that over in his head. "Isn’t the chance fun?" He asks. It is to him.

"No." Marc answers.

"Hm." They stay there for a second, listening to the distant crash of waves. To the unknown quantity that is the sea. Vale thinks about it. Thinks about what it means to be surprised. To lose control. To feel like he doesn't know what's going to happen next. About how Marc makes him feel like that all the time.

He really shouldn't.

"Marc?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to get out of here?"

#also fun fact. that pic was taken on my birthday. #wrote most of this last night but it was largely the dialogue. and i forgot that i wrote it marc pov. so when i started editing #and adding character thoughts/movement and i got to the end where suddenly marc was having opinions #i was like ARIANA what are you doing here ??? #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #my fic #not entirely satisfied with this but these are just practice so im not sweatin #prompts

[bcacstuff]

Hey BC!! I’ve been taking a break from the whole Outlander/Sam/tumblr thing for a bit. I’m re-reading the books and I still follow Sam on IG but I just kinda needed a break you know?

Anyways, yours is really the only one I bother to look at here and I always value your truthful, insightful posts.

You have, in the past, done some major updates on the goings on and I was wondering a)if you’ve done one lately; or b)if you could?

Last thing I really saw was all his liquor peddling all summer. I cannot remember any female rumours or stories since maybe the one who was on the plane heading to Scotland?

Anyways, just curious and knew you’d know.

Hi @bethune welcome back! 😊 Thanks for the nice words. I can understand we all sometimes feel we need a break from all the shenanigans and drama. At least I hope that was the reason you took a break and nothing something else serious in your live.

I don't know exactly what you consider a 'major update'. All stayed the same more or less, the discussions, the way people try to connect him to women but nothing of the kind. No proof or facts that can be seen as evidence for something.

The woman you're talking about, I think was KE. But she's already history for a long time and replaced by a number of others for who there is not any proof either 😂. All same old same old stories.

After last summer people tried to connect him unsuccessfully to a woman known from the Zanzibar Saga. Sam was a number of times in London, like last September when he was back in the UK for a bit and huge discussions because he wore some rings. People tried to spin it as if there was any proof in it and tried to connect her as well as other women to him. Nothing that can be seen as the slightest indication. But you know this fandom, their fantasies are most of the time much more fun than a simple truth.

Last week when he was in London, the said woman from the Zanzibar Saga posted a selfie in a plane. Where the plane was flying to? No idea, nobody knows, but as Sam went to London about at the same time, easy a story was doing the rounds she'll be meeting him there. And when a fan who posted a pic with him on a shuttle boat told he was with a female friend, it all fed the new shenanigan even more.

Alas we also found out someone who saw him 2 days in a row, said he was both days alone and had his pic taken with him. And we know he had a hair cut on one of those days. Anyway.... nothing else to see there. And despite pics from said woman (I really don't want to have her name on my blog and give her any exposure, because I think she's trolling and playing the fandom) that might look like 'his favorite hotel' in London. Sorry, they're not. They have some furniture that can be found in a lot of hotels, mostly Firmdale hotels. They have 5 hotels in London, 3 in NYC and several Town houses as well. They're all styled the same way. And that's all there is to it. Nothing more, no proof and all I can say is that I could only repeat my ending conclusions I did in the Zanzibar Saga post. I do not see any connection between her and him, even more I see more proof on the contrary. But as always, people can make up their own minds, but people should also be aware, I don't post about this and all these similar rumours unless there is really something that makes sense or has a lot of merit in it.

For you @bethune If you like to read up I can refer you to my timelines, this is the last one I posted up to September last year. Links to previous timelines can always be found at the bottom of these posts. And of course you can always check things in my archive as well.

And maybe my most 'major update' last year was his birthday video with his friends, I still love that one 😊 so much fun.

Thanks again for your lovely message and happy reading 😉

[twinkodium]

oscar fell first but lando fell harder

not even gonna say "am i right?" because i know i am

No denial on my part, that’s EXACTLY how it happened. Based on the fact of Oscar being a fanboy of Lando since he joined the same karting team. Already lurking on his insta page and appeared in his likes 😌 The whole 2020 hornet agenda, when he was commenting under Lando’s post and a few days later tagging him just to say hornets are indeed terrifying 🤭🤭 He was following what’s happening to Lando, knowing exactly when he got his first ever podium (revealed in the latest sponsored video), how he forgot Max’s birthday in a stream, how he knows Lando snores loudly (personal experience I’M SURE) and pretending not knowing how many siblings Lando has when he followers Oliver on insta 😏 Tried to not come across as a creep, needed to tune it down a little 😂 Don’t even mention the fact, how he looks at Lando like he hang the moon and thinks he might will disappear if he averts his eyes 🥺 the continuous lip licking when he stares at Lando longer, how his cheeks heat up when Lando gets closer or looking back (especially in the earliest videos), laughing at his stupid jokes like it was the funniest shit ever, doubling over almost falling out of his seat 😂 I noticed how he’s more comfortable lately around Lando, teasing and bullying him occasionally just being sassy on main.

Lando started to look back, used every opportunity to praise Oscar and even sometimes searched for him. Not sure what happened in Austin but they were glued to each other all weekend and the lyrics video killed me big time. Not only Oscar was eyefucking him nonstop and was ready to risk it and kiss Lando right then and there. Being fruity as hell. I really thought Lando is the more flirty one and man, how wrong I was 🤭 Horse riding is his secret talent, horse translates to Lando. He rides till he can’t no more apparently 😏

‘You'll be the prince, and I'll be the princess.’ When this line came up and Lando looked at Oscar I WAS DECEASED. How Oscar absentmindedly finished the lyrics and mind blew Lando, like he has said something extraordinary not just ‘yes’. 🥺

Lando’s love language is teasing and he uses every opportunity to get on Oscar’s nerves, trying to get a reaction out of him. God bless my guy, being chill as a cucumber and only laughing at him. Lando is so obsessed to make him laugh, every time he says something stupid he looks over to Oscar to check his reaction and only allows himself to smile or laugh if Oscar does it too 🥰 I’m sure he got attached to Lando over the first few months even more as he was helping him settle in the team and from their interaction, made sure he’s being loved and taken care of. It probably roped him in even more. ALSO Lando’s obsession of wanting to see Oscar in a thong or how he suggested he should go on a blind dating show like he wouldn’t be the only participant after scaring all the others away😂😂

The house of cards video reminded me of the early ones, when they were quite distant but having fun, only change is they just seemed to be comfortable around each other (not awkward), no need to overplay it just going with the flow.

The instagram recreating videos, OH WHAT A GEM! Clearly shows how Lando is in the leading role (in the team, not sure it applies to anything else 😌), helping Oscar. Giving him his cap, arranging the cards, etc. While Oscar is just staying back, blindly following Lando like a lost puppy. ‘You gotta find a chair, my friend.’ ‘I’m not trying to get a chair.’ 3 sec later. ‘Okay, we have a chair.’ HE CAN’T RESIST AND SAY NO TO LANDO 🤭🤭 We all remember how Oscar said that he was abandoned by his teammate in Silvo, and Lando’s ‘where has he gone?’ line reminded me of that moment. Literally couldn’t see him for 5 seconds and was already looking for him. THE DRINK BOTTLE!! I’m going feral over it, since @zokinus pointed out how Lando’s drink bottle was next to his helmet when they took the first pic, yet he went to snatch Oscar’s instead 😉 INDIRECT KISS INDIRECT KISS 😚

OHHH the road trip video. Still relatively new, and I had to watch it in little parts at first, rewatched later at least three times (especially when I screamed under Audrey’s post) 😂 The fact that Oscar is bigger and taller than Lando makes me scream so HARD, how Lando had to jump to get the keys 🥺 THE INTENSE EYE CONTACT all the way through the video 😭😭 the pictures!!! Oscar holding a fish with Lando being disgusted in the background, the awkward karaoke ones, Lando’s arm around Oscar’s neck while he grabs his waist!! THE SILVO POSE 🥰 the fond expression in Oscar’s eyes when he looks at Lando 🥺🥺🥺 THEY’RE EVERYTHING TO ME AND OWN MY HEART 🥰🥰

Wait, hold on, I almost forgot about the splunk sponsored video. It probably was filmed back around Silverstone, but doesn’t really matter, their dynamic speaks for itself. Lando is a bully once again, being the most annoying bitch ever. But Oscar also enjoys make him suffer and cringe whenever he moves the horn thingy close to his ear before pressing on it HAHAHA

The sparkling eyes as they look at each other MY GOD good for them 🤭🤭

OHH, you know what I almost left out? THE DEBRIEF VIDEOS especially from Japan and Brazil, but also from Zandvoort. Well, Japan, the first double podium. Andrea was LITERALLY cockblocking them. Lando really did place the trophy suggestively in front of his crotch while looking at Oscar when their BOSS were RIGHT THERE!!! Same with Brazil without the trophy foreplay 😂 but staring at each other over Andrea’s head like a married couple who was separated by an annoying family member at a family celebration dinner 😩

AAAAND ZANDVOORT! When the whole lip licking, lip biting started or was the most visible 😭😭 Naw, miss that gif as my header 😪 and talking about that weekend. The weird mask video 👀 Oscar let Lando touch his hair while all of us thought he’d duck away but nope, he let is play out and DID YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING?

OKAAAAY, I didn’t expect to rant so much. I’m truly obsessed with them and could talk for hours, but that’s it for today 🧡🧡

#asks #anon #oh lordie a novel like analysis #don’t take this too seriously #purely based on my observations and delusional #some of these are facts some of them are thoughts I’d like to be true 😩😩 #Lando & Oscar #my papaya boys 🥹🧡

[inkedtae]

taecember 2022

↳ special thanks to my bestie momo ( @kookdiaries​ ) for making this beautiful banner for me on such short notice. it is so pretty and i really appreciate all your hard work. thank you love 💕

Welcome to Taecember!

I am 18 days late and barely alive but we made it. I really thought I was going to be able to do so much this month to celebrate Taehyung’s birthday the way he deserves but I got sick so suddenly and it took ages to get better. So, though I am late, allow me to start from the beginning—

I can’t remember when I got into kpop, but I know for a fact that it was because of BTS. I was in one of the worst depressions of my life and had just cut out years worth of people I had once considered friends. So, I was very lonely. I found seven dorks who were as nerdy, passionate, and competitive as me and I never looked back. I fell down the rabbit-hole of “just names” before I was watching pre-debut content and crushing hard on none other than Mr. Renaissance: Kim Taehyung. 

BTS was a layer of complex authenticity that I had not seen in any other artist before. Their music was a language of truth and encouraged others to recognise that within themselves as well. It seemed jarring at first, being that I was skilled in repressing emotions, but then it became comforting—like sharing kimbap with a friend in the parking lot of a convenience store on a cold winter night. When things would get hard, I would listen to their music. When I needed a laugh, I would watch RUN!BTS. When I needed an escape, I would watch Bon Voyage. And it truly felt that I was there with them, enjoying good music, competing in back-stabbing challenges (all in the name of fun) and exploring all these new places. Suddenly, I wasn’t so lonely. I was heard and seen and, more than that, taken care of. 

So, this December, I would like to dedicate my blog to Taehyung. I want to give years worth of love back to the person I found myself relating to and falling in love with the most throughout it all. I had hoped to have posted two Rotten Angelcake chapters by now and have some fun Saturday nights filled with “ask my muse” questions and steamy prompts. This, unfortunately, has not been the case. We have about two more weeks left though and I plan to make the most of them. If you would like to get involved through more than just reading fics, you can send pics or anything Taehyung related to me here. I will also be tracking the tag, #taecember 2022. 

I really hope you join me for the rest of the month in celebrating Taehyung. I’m sorry I didn’t do a better job this year, but I hope the next brings more happiness and joy. 

Happy Taecember!

❥ rotten angelcake ⟶ undetermined ↳ s2l, ceo au, sugar daddy au 

❥ luring in the dark ⟶ december 30th ↳ s2l, pwp, monster au

❥ ask my muse ⟶ saturdays ↳ where you can ask any taehyung, any burning questions you may have.

#kim taehyung #winter bear #taecember 2022

[seburath-aryes-ancunin]

Greetings, Welcome to my little corner of chaos!

I go by many names online but you can call me Trish. Click on the read more to find out a bit more about myself but be warned, it might get a bit chaotic.

My name: Trish

Nicknames: Aryes, Seb/Sebby, Toni

Age: 29

Birthday: June 9th

Gender: varies by day.

Height: 4'9 (am smol)

Sexuality: Pan, Poly and gender fluid.

Pronouns: any but DONT call me ma'am. I prefer to be called Sir.

Nationality: mixed PoC but im like 50% British? (im adopted, dont fuss at me)

Relationships: married to @astridanalisenightshade and I have a bf not on Tumblr (he's banned from my Tumblr)

Hobbies: cosplaying/fursuiting (a few pictures are posted below), gaming, streaming, writing and drawing.

Zodiac sign: Gemini

DND alignment: chaotic neutral

Current residence: Florida. On the gulf side.

Favorite color(s): Ultramarine, Crimson, Onyx and Indigo.

Favorite food: SUSHIIIIIIII!!!! and anything my wife makes (I love her cooking)

Favorite movie(s): Spirit Stallion of the Cimmaron, Dr Strange and Priest (subject to change)

Favorite TV show(s): Sherlock BBC, the Witcher and impractical jokers.

Favorite videogame(s): Baldur's Gate 3, 7 days to die, Skyrim, ghost recon widlands and Minecraft.

Current hyperfix: ASTARIONNNNNN.

5 random facts about me

I have an iguana named Dröko 'Bowser'

All of my cosplays Ive done are make by me and my mom.

My first fps game was Destiny 2 (I quit playing but I have the last 3 dlcs. I won't be getting final shape)

I met the amazing Neil Newbon at Megacon 2024 (and I got to ask him a question at the panel he had that Sunday.)

I have a Chevy Cavalier named IronThor3.

Time for pics!

In order of appearance:

My cosplay of my BG3/DND character Aryes (she's a tiefling dragonborn) with Neil Newbon from Megacon 2024

Murtagh the Dutchie (the blue dragon is me. The others are my friends. Taken at Megaplex 2023)

Diaval the Skull Dog with Shaxx (taken Megacon 2023)

Dröko 'Bowser' my iguana (he's 3 years old and much bigger than this picture)

My Fem!WinterSoldier cosplay (needs updating but this was TBCC 2018 I believe)

Kage the Wyvern (a partial cosplay I made as my first attempt at a fursuit. This was Megacon 2018 I think?)

Cat tax!! Cayde, Lexington and Teiga!

Also my favorite moment (so far) in my BG3 playthrough.

Hope you had fun! I'll see you later!

#blog bio post #thought id make one finally #ill probably edit it as i see fit #but for now #it's pretty good

[lath-ara-ara]

Mga ka-tropa {Childe,Tohma + Scaramouche}

Synopsis: What your everyday life looks like with your Barkada (Squad)

- Head canon, Fluff, School AU, Based off of my experience I guess lol (I don't have many friends I just watch my classmates--), Mentions of NSFW jokes

- Filipino Reader, Taglish swearing dialogues

____________________________________________________

- They're the worst, but also the best and ya'll just vibe

Childe

- The rich kid who insists on paying for the food you buy

- Every time in class, he'd tap on your shoulder from where he sat and act like he's paying attention to the teacher whenever you turn to glare at him. Gives subtle side glances and finds your pissed expression hilarious

- The type to place cold drinks against your cheek out of nowhere

"Yah!!? Gago, Ajax-- can you fucking stop!?" You hissed, earning a chuckle from the lad

"It's not that cold, ha-ha"

- You ignored him for the rest of the class which caused him to buy you one of your favorite snacks as he pleads for you to stop giving him the cold shoulder. He's still gonna do it again, but he won't mind buying more food for you (Win-win I suppose)

- His grades are fairly average, but still insists you tutor him. He'll drag Thoma in one of your study sessions to make you accept his request.

- You have a soft spot for Tohma and he takes advantage of it

- He calls you "Ate" as a joke, but it eventually became a natural thing for the both of you

"Ate, when's the deadline for the assignment that Ma'am gave us again?"

- Whether you're older than him or not, he has taken a liking to the Honorific

- You once fell asleep in class and was the only person inside the room, when he arrived, he immediately snapped a few pics of your drooling face before blasting "Never gonna give you up" from the Bluetooth speaker he owns

"D-did you just.. Fucking 'Rick roll' me awake..?"

"Yeah. Pretty hilarious in my opinion,"

- He has Tiktok and forces you all to join his shenanigans

- If he can't annoy you, then he'll annoy Scaramouche. You don't know how, but he got him to be accidentally sent to the elementary department's floor, which made a teacher think he's a 4th grade student.

- He got a lotta bumps in the head from the angry gremlin later on

Tohma

- The goodie two shoes friend and also the teacher's errand boy (next to Aether/Lumine)

- I feel like he has a collection of different bandana's/Headband's with all kinds of designs. He once got you a bear themed headband for your birthday

- Often gets in trouble with Childe (and the rest of you gets into trouble as well) so you all get to clean the classroom

- Kind of the mom friend but not really. Maybe it's the fact that he often notices small things about you and the others. Like the fact that he knows about your obsession with sweet/salty foods, The fact that he knows about Childe's soft spot for whales and that Scaramouche always puts aesthetic shades of eye shadow. He has fun with you all and always points out your small habits that he finds adorable.

- All his pencils are chewed and chucked, and you once thought a dog did that. He often bites into them when he's bored or just in a random trance, you had to stop him before he could finish the whole thing.

"Tohma snap out of it! You're gonna scarf the whole thing at this point!!"

"h-huh..!?" The moment he noticed the bite marks all over the wooden object he only laughed it off. Later on he didn't notice he was chewing it again, which caused it to snap. You let him borrow yours and he made sure not to bite into them this time.

- Though.. you later on find a few nibbles on the top part of the pen, making you sigh

-You bought him a set of Chewable pencil toppers and he was ecstatic to say the least.

- Whenever you guys go to the gym for P.E he always gets hit in the head with the ball, he doesn't know why. The next day he brought a helmet to school and that made Childe go into a fit of laughter

- When he got hit by a ball sometime in P.E, he actually got badly injured, so you both went into the infirmary to treat his injured forehead.

"Punyeta. Why can't those 4th grader brats just stay on their side of the Gym? this shit always happens to you" You scowled as you tend to his wound

"Ha-ha.. even if they were on their side, I doubt the ball won't hit me" He sighs with a sheepish smile

- Has Tiktok as well, but the reason is to like most of Childe's Videos (very supportive friend lol)

- The escort of your class (And Ayaka was the class muse)

- He often get's into those Class Pageant contests (and the UN themed ones as well). He has a wardrobe filled with all the costumes he used lol

"Hold still Tohma! That get up looks great beside the vending machine," Childe cackles as he takes pictures of the blonde

"LMAO-- He's literally in a sparkling suit- HA HAHA" you mirrored his actions, taking out your phone. He plays along, posing with each snap of the camera's, while Scaramouche just deadpans at you three's antics.

Scaramouche

- The Sassy Honor student

- He's cold and snappy to everyone, including you. But don't worry, he warmed up eventually, though he still acts a teensy bit cold towards you.

- You guys were seat buddies while he and Childe were on the same club

- He trusts you to do his eyeshadow so you often both do each other's makeup (It's not allowed in campus so you both have glasses to slightly hide your eye makeup, matching glasses of course.

- He has a small taser keychain in his school ID and bag, and once threatened Ajax with it (He kept calling him short)

- Whenever your group goes out to eat you both get Drinks (Boba) together while Childe and Tohma goes ahead and buy Fish balls (lol)

- He once got a bad grade for the first time and he kept brushing it off whenever people ask about it, but you know that's not how he actually feels

"Hey Scara.. You sure you're ok? " You asked, when the both of you were alone in the classroom.

That's all it took for him to sigh and lean against your shoulder, mumbling a small "No"

It shocked you, but proceeded to place your hand on top of his crown to comfort him, after a few seconds of the both of you sitting in comfortable silence, he speaks up again

"Not a word about this. Or else I'll tase you."

"Sheesh, sunget naman" You giggled

- He sometimes uses you as an arm stand, it doesn't matter if you're taller or shorter, He'll stand on top of a chair just to lay his elbow on your head and he smirks down at you whenever you tell him to get it off, you couldn't convince him to, so you just accepted your fate.

- You were both often the sarcastic duo of your group and would always retort mean insults to the ginger (As a joke though, you three insult each other as friend of course.)

- Intellectual insults, brought to you by our favorite sassy boi

What the squad is like

- Ajax and Scaramouche are your classic Volleyball players and LMAO- they're basically Kageyama and Hinata in reverse

"The fuck kinda serve was that?" The red head teases

"Shut up you orange tree"

"Well, at least no one ever assumes I'm a 4th grader~"

"THE FUCK YOU SAY YOU IMBECILE!?" He snaps, hitting the ball with a strong slap when it reached over the net. And because he was out of focus, that ball ended up landing into Tohma who was cheering in the sidelines with you

"T-Tohma!!!" you shrieked as his soul starts to leave his body

- Whenever Scaramouche is very fired up in a game,you and Tohma would cheer and chant at him with these specific words;

"Scaramouche! Scaramouche! Will you do the Fandango!? ~"

- He tells you to stop cause it's embarrassing, but you don't and he honestly secretly enjoys it

- Your squad would sometimes ask Tohma to buy some snacks in the cafeteria (With Childe paying lol) and at this point he's carrying a reusable bag as if he were going to the market

"Eh? Tohma, why do you have that bag with you?" A student asks "Are you going to the market?.. But School's still going.."

"Oh, this? Ha-ha nah! I'm just going to the cafeteria"

- The Cafeteria staff kinda got used to the same orders he'd often list out so they just dump them in the bag and Tohma gives them the cash with a simple thank you as if it was a routine (Hm, maybe it already is)

- When all of you would hang out, out of school you'd go to the arcade and it takes Childe a whole minute or two in the Claw machine. You almost got banned because kept cursing so loudly (there were little kids around)

- You and Scaramouche would play shooting games and holy shit he's good-

-You asked him if he ever had experiences in actual guns and he responded with;

"Oh, no. I just envision the targets as that Idiot who can't get anything from the Claw machine" He points at Childe

"HEY!"

- Childe and Tohma would battle through DDR and it either ends with a tie or you and Scara having to drag them out cause it was getting late.

-Lots of prizes earned and Childe swore he was close to buying the entire claw machine (Damn rich boi--)

- At the end of the day, all you three would get your preferred drinks as you all gaze at the nearest beach sunset. (You had the classic soda and straw in a bag of course)

- Whenever you plan, get together's like these, you always looked forward to them

- But let's say hypothetically that your parents are strict or didn't let you join them this time, well bestie, it's either they wont go and reschedule or kidnap you lmao

- Childe asked you to come outside of your house and the moment you did, you were met by a car and a laughing Childe and Tohma who carried you bridal style towards the vehicle

"Pukeng ina-- Mom's gonna kill me!!" you laughed into the gingers arms, hitting him playfully

"Quick Tohma!" He calls out to the boy, getting inside the car as he still holds onto you "Drive bitch! drive!!"

- By the time you got home you almost got banned from ever hanging out with them (You got grounded though LMAO)

- Your Group chat's are filled with chaos.

-Memes, Arguments (Scara and Childe) and Assignment answers were the contents of your chats

Tortang talong: [Bitch]

Fandak-go: [Bitcher]

Mama's boi: [Guys can someone send me today's assignments?]

Tortang talong: [*Sends a rick roll*]

Fandak-go: [That's like the 100th time you've sent the same joke as before.]

Fandak-go: [You're so fucking Un-original]

Tortang talong: [Please.]

Tortang talong: [ Compare my sense of humor to yours and you'll see how superior I'am to you]

Mama's boi: Guys, please :"D

Fandak-go: [Superior to me?]

Fandak-go: [Like that'll ever happen.]

Tortang talong: [My level is higher than yours, considering your height-]

Fandak-go: [I'll fucking strangle you.]

Tortang-talong: [I'd like to see you try and reach my head.]

Cult master: [Bitchest]

Cult master: [Awe- I'm too late XC]

Mama's boi: [Y/n help- please-]

Cult master: [Oki hun, what do u need?]

Cult master: [Holy shit wait- we have assignments!?]

- You're a group of chaotic idiots

- But at least you're all in it together and that's what matters<3

Translations

Gago = Stupid/Idiot

Ate = Older sister/ Can be also used as an honorific for women who are a bit older than you

Punyeta = Asshole

"sunget naman" = "so sassy"

Pukeng ina (Putang ina) = Putang ina translates to "You're mom's a whore" but can also be an expression of "Mother whore" leading to something like this "Mother whore! you scared me!!" and 'Puke' means; Pussy, so this dialogue translates to "Pussy Mother" or "Fucking pussy"

Tortang talong = Fried Eggplant omelette

Fandak-go = Fandango and Pandak mixed together. Pandak means short

#genshin impact #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader #childe #tohma #scaramouche #school au #genshin impact school au #filipino reader #fluff #head canon

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Hollywood Undead iceberg 2 full explanations

Ok I had this in the drafts for awhile and now here is iceberg number 2 explained. Once again feel free to correct me on anything and remember this is a long post

Level 1-Undead: probably their most well known song

Psalms EP: 2018 EP

Myspace: HU got their start on myspace

Dead in Ditches: one of the best known unreleased HU songs

Hats: they all wear hats a lot

Sarcasm: they all also use sarcasm. A lot. Extremely

Funny Claus: FunnyMan being Santa Claus in Christmas in Hollywood. Also there’s this video of Funny Claus

Label issues: HU has had a lot of issues with their labels from past to even present

Level 2-Johnny’s captain hats: basically Johnny’s signature during Swan Songs. He usually wore a white captain hat but there’s possibly more variants (such as the black captain’s hat)

Charlie and Funny’s matching Hawaiian shirts: both Charlie and Funny had matching Hawaiian shirts during 2015/DOTD

Bastard Threads: another clothing line ran by FunnyMan. You might’ve seen their hat with the word “bastard” on it. Once again the clothing line went defunct without explanation

Undead Origins: a comic book released in the Five era that has a rather... odd artstyle. It was on the HU merch store but it’s no longer there for some reason

Danny’s long hair: Danny had long hair at one point. As you can tell he hasn’t grown out his hair since

J-Dog’s foot fetish: a joke but J-Dog references being “turned on” by feet in this interview. He’s likely joking but…

Tony Lovato: Johnny’s friend from the band Mest. Whose band also has their songs featured VERY PROMINENTLY in Highway to Havasu

Johnny and Charlie kissing: there’s at least 2-3 photos of Johnny and Charlie kissing. Absolutely NONE of them have context except for one which was supposedly taken at Charlie’s birthday party. Imagine seeing those pics when you know nothing about HU

Mysterious background vocals: there’s a lot of videos of HU background vocals and there’s times where the background vocals are not one of the HU guys. Of course I can’t think of any specifics right now

Johnny’s shoddy wifi during the first virtual meet and greets: Johnny’s wifi got crappy due to the bomb in Nashville that was a few days before the virtual meet and greets. This resulted in Johnny not being present for some meet and greets because of his wifi. In my case I was lucky to have him in my virtual meet and greet tho his square was rather blurry at times. And then again he was CLEANING

Level 3-pre-AT FunnyMan skipping an interview to read comic books in the back room: self explanatory but I can’t remember the interview this was sorry. I’ll update this with a link to the interview if someone gives me it

Funny deleting all old Instagram posts in 2018: Funny deleted all of his past instagram in New Years 2018 for some reason. There’s still no explanation to why that happened

Funny’s old instagram profile pic: for a time Funny’s original Instagram profile pic was a pic of himself with a meme-like font that said “FUN D.M.C!” Or something like that. You can see that in old screenshots

Viral Tiger: Charlie’s gay white tiger plush that he wanted to go viral. Despite the fact Viral Tiger was last seen in a dump truck he still had a impact on the HU fanbase godspeed Viral Tiger

Freej3t shirt: some shirt of Swan Songs mask Johnny with a text saying that. I honestly don’t know why this shirt was made but both J3T and Funny have worn it. It could be connected to that time Johnny got arrested in 2009 but I’m not 100% sure

HU making typos all the time: credit to Dove for this one. EVERY HU guy has made a lot of typos. I think it’s the most common with Johnny because of his big fingers. Or finfers rather

Charlie’s mullet: Charlie had a mullet in 2014/2015 then he later cut it. Rip Charlie’s mullet

Johnny’s obsession with Spencer Charnas: joke entry where it references two random comments Johnny made on Spencer’s posts

Freak Nasty: Johnny was featured on this song back in 2016 and at least to me it’s somewhat hilarious

“Wrap a rope” lyric: lyric from Dead Bite that gets misinterpreted as “wrap a wrap” in its own lyric video

Hollywood Undead Swan Songs era documentary: Hollywood Undead - The Undead Story was a documentary about the HU guys during the Swan Songs era

HU4Life (tumblr): a fan tumblr that had literally every kind of photo of all HU guys. They were pretty popular but at one point they ended up being involved in discourse where they put their url over photos that clearly weren’t theirs. There’s even a post where someone messaged them about that and they pretty much said they didn’t give a shit about that. And then I don’t remember what happened next but they’re deactivated now so

Level 4-Daisy the chicken: for some reason Kurlzz had a pet chicken named Daisy. I remember seeing snaps of Daisy and there’s some pics of her with him but other than that I don’t think we’ve ever seen this chicken again

That random high pitched “kIcK iT” in House Party: I’m surprised nobody asked me about this one. Basically during the Another Way Out intermission there’s this random “kICK IT” that you can hear and it’s just, it’s just not Danny who says that (he later says “kick it” himself). So basically there’s just a really random “kick it” that came from like outta nowhere. I posted a video of that but uhhh it got copyright claimed on here so .-.

Danny’s actual birth year: Danny’s birth year has been given as either 1982 or 1985. While google says 1982, 1985 is the birth year given on the site famousbirthdays(.)com and it’s also a common year that’s seen on Danny Rose Supply merch. I think his birth year likely is 1982 but who fricking knows

Funny and Danny can draw: Danny has posted some of his own drawings before and he apparently drew some of the art in Notes from the Underground booklet. There’s a IG story from awhile ago where Funny was drawing on a ipad and he actually did good and there is a drawing he did himself that he posted on instagram before. Also he done the art for Charlie’s song lil Tim McGraw (not out yet)

Charlie’s snapchat: Charlie had a snapchat and he’s even verified as a celebrity snap or something but he pretty much never ever used it

“Whoeuce?”: kinda a joke but there was a screenshot of someone asking the HU facebook about Deuce and the response was that

All HU guys except for maybe Danny have criminal records: most of the HU guys basically have committed a crime at least once. Johnny said before he’s considered a felon. In the case of Danny he never has committed a crime I don’t think but in my opinion he probably has once. Just once

Hollywood Land Magazine (HLM): the HLM in J-Dog’s username stands for that. But the thing is I have no idea what exactly is this magazine. They have a instagram but it’s been inactive for like years and they used to have a website but it’s also defunct. So basically Idk what’s with J-Dog keeping HLM in his username (just like how Johnny has co in his username despite 3tearsco being defunct now)

Dark Places was written about their record label: tbh this is a vague one because I actually got this from tvtropes. At least what tvtropes says is allegedly Dark Places was written about their record label but that kinda makes me wonder where did they get that. Tho tbh it would make a lot of sense if it really was about their record label considering Johnny’s and Charlie’s verses

3 Pill Morning’s Never Look Back originally featured Charlie Scene: there was a time a band called 3 Pill Morning originally was gonna feature Charlie on their song Never Look Back. Of course later the band announced that Charlie isn’t going to be on that song but he’s credited a songwriting credit. I think once again HU’s label probably prevented Charlie from this. Also I guess this would’ve been Charlie’s first feature if he was able to sing on it

Carly and Brittini: both exes of Johnny. Thing is there’s no confirmation about their surnames and there’s no pics of how they looked either. In fact Brittini is only known due to the fact he tattooed her name on his chest (well he covered it up eventually). Meanwhile in the case of Carly she ended up standing out because Johnny in this video already reacts to a fan that just happens to be named Carly and he mentions she broke up with him. So make some of that if you will

Level 5-Vanessa gave away her wedding dress after she got married: I can’t remember where I heard this from originally but basically after Vanessa got married she sold her wedding dress back. I don’t really recall if there was a reason why she did it but it’s actually bought by a fan now

Johnny was on TMZ: honestly I’m surprised literally no one asked me about this because I could go on about this. Anyway in March 2019 Johnny was once on TMZ about the myspace deleting tracks thing and gave his thoughts on it and all that. But the slightly peculiar thing about him being on TMZ was he got called “THE FRONTMAN” of Hollywood Undead. And then at least to me since then I felt like there was a sudden increase of news outlets referring to Johnny as “the frontman” which was something I never once seen before UNTIL TMZ said that. Also the only other time TMZ ever reported on Hollywood Undead was that jumping incident so yea there you go sorry that I rambled so much

Who runs the official Hollywood Undead accounts?-self explanatory. I’ve seen fans wonder about who runs the HU accounts. Most think either J-Dog or FunnyMan but it’s never been confirmed. It’s definitely not Johnny because he said himself before that it’s definitely not him running the official HU account

Johnny knows about Love Sick Radio: self explanatory. Johnny knows about one of the DOTD rejects and as a lost media person I was enthusiastic to know that Johnny remembered the DOTD rejects

#hollywood undead #iceberg #long post #ok to reblog

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Sweet Treats  Sero Hanta x F!Reader Birthday fic.

Happy birthday, @reinawritesbnha!!!  Wanted to write you a silly little fic that I hope you enjoy.

Content Warnings:-  Not SFW situations, cake destruction, nudity, crude humor, Mineta mention, awkward situations, mentions of food, mentions of drinking, probably incorrect Spanish, aged up characters.

Spanish translations are provided at the very bottom of the fic.  I suggest waiting to look them up to avoid spoilers.

Y/n protested playfully as her friend dragged her towards the well known restaurant.  “Come on, this place is too fancy.  Pro heroes eat here!  There’s no way we’re getting in without a reservation.”

Her friend laughed, continuing to lead her towards the door.  “One, it’s not too fancy for your birthday.  Two, we do have a reservation!  It’s a weekday, so it actually wasn’t too difficult to get in.  Sucks a little that we can’t party as hard, but we get to celebrate on your actual birthday, so it all works out!  Now come on!  Everyone else is inside already getting everything set up.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, but followed along without further protest.  She really had wanted to go here.  They served some of her favorite foods, and had fabulous service by all reports.  The place was really popular with the pro hero set because of their discretion and their private rooms.  Y/n hoped to maybe catch a glimpse of one of her favorites, but honestly, chances were slim.

Without any fuss, a waiter took their names and escorted them to their reserved private room.  A cheer greeted them as they walked in.

“Happy Birthday, Y/N!!!!”

“Let’s get this party started!”

And get started they did.  Drinks were served and food orders were placed.  Laughter and conversation bubbled around.  Someone pulled out Cards Against Humanity and everyone was cackling and cracking jokes, trying to find the most inappropriate answers to all the prompts.  The fun is briefly interrupted as someone knocks on the door.  A few waitstaff wheel in a covered table holding a rather large cake.  They place it in a good position before bowing and hurrying out.

One of y/n’s friends stands and walks over to it, brows furrowed in confusion.  “This doesn’t look like what we ordered…  It’s way too big.” They murmured.  “What we wanted shouldn’t need it’s own table…”  They rapped their knuckles on the table a few times to emphasize their point.

Suddenly it was like the cake exploded upward.  Flecks of frosting scattered about the room as first a brunet head, then a muscular torso came into view.  Shapely arms pose into a flexing position.  A masculine voice booms “Congrats on making the top…  fifty….”  His voice trailed off as he took in the shocked expressions of everyone in the room.  “Youuuu are not Denki.”

Y/n shook her head as she tried very hard to keep her gaze above his waist level.  A man had just jumped out of her cake.  A naked man had just jumped out of her cake.  A naked pro hero that she happened to have a massive crush on had just jumped out of her cake.  Y/n discretely pinched herself on the thigh.  Yep, it hurt.  Which means Sero Hanta was currently naked in the same room as her, his very nice looking cock covered in cake and cream.  She snapped her gaze back upward as the blushing hero began muttering to himself, clearly on the verge of a panic attack. 

“That was…  The knocks were the cue…  I mean…”

The hero sank to his knees, the messy remains of the box and cake giving him a little bit of privacy.   

“Mi vida se acabó.  Me acurrucaré en este pastel y moriré ahora.  Puedo ver los titulares.  El héroe profesional Cellophane encontrado desnudo y muerto en un pastel.”

Y/n quickly stood up, hurrying over to where the leftover party supplies were.  Luckily, there was a leftover tablecloth, since the restaurant had supplied their own.  She cautiously walked back over to Sero, holding out the tablecloth.

“Hey, it’s alright.  Promise.  Want to cover up with this?”

Sero blinked a few times, taking several deep breaths before he nodded, reaching out and taking the tablecloth.  He hurriedly wrapped it around himself, recovering some of his modesty.  “Gracias.  Lo siento.  I must have been wheeled into the wrong room.”  

Y/n nodded as one of her friends brought Sero a drink to help calm him down.  “Want us to get some staff or find your friends?  I don’t think you want to wear a tablecloth the rest of the night, though it is a rather bold fashion statement.”

Sero closed his eyes, taking a gulp of his drink as he thought for a moment.  “Flag down some staff, but ask them to bring Kirishima here?  He should have my clothes.”

“No need to get dressed on our account!”  One of y/n’s friends chirped.

“In fact we could strip if you want.  Make it all an equal playing field.”  Another friend said as they headed out the door in search of someone to help them.

Y/n buried her face in her hands and groaned.  “I’m going to murder you all.  No court would convict me.  Murder is legal on your birthday, right?”

“Wait, it’s your birthday?”  For the first time since he popped out of the cake, Hanta took his time to actually look around the room.  Black, white, and yellow balloons hung in the corners.  Crepe paper twisted around the edges of the room.  Some presents were piled in one corner.  “Oh Dios Mio, it’s your birthday.  My naked ass ruined your birthday.”

“Not ruined.”  Y/n chuckled, dropping her hands so she could look Sero in the eyes.  “Unexpected for sure.  You’ve definitely made this the most exciting birthday I’ve had.  Will be telling the story for years.  The time I accidentally got a naked man for my birthday.”

Sero raised his eyebrows.  “Not gonna mention the pro hero part?  Some people would pay good money for that, I’m sure.”

Y/n vigorously shook her head.  “No way!  I wouldn’t want to hurt your career like that!  You’ve got lots more important stuff to do than to do damage control on your public image.  I promise it doesn’t leave this room.”

The others in the room nodded and spoke up in agreement.  “Yeah dude.  Honest mistake.  We’ll laugh about it amongst ourselves, then forget about it.”

About this time, the door burst open.

“Dude!”

A blond rushed into the room.  Denki, took a moment to take in the scene in front of him before he doubled over, howling with laughter.  Kirishima, Bakugou, and Mina followed shortly behind.

“Sorry,” Kirishima rubbed his head, slightly embarrassed.  “Once Denks figured out what was going on, we couldn’t stop him.”

“This is better than if it had gone right!”  Denki wheezed, flopping over onto the floor.  “Happy birthday, nice to meet you!  Here’s my dick, give it a lick, it tastes like vanilla!”  Kaminari dissolved into nearly hysterical laughter as both Sero and y/n flushed scarlet.  Bakugou gave Denki a less than gentle boot to the ribs.  “It’s not that funny you fucking overgrown phone charger.  You really need to quit hanging out with Mineta.”

“I don’t know, guys, I think it’s pretty funny.”  Mina grinned as leaned against the doorframe.  “And I must say, the tablecloth toga is on point.  Should consider it for your next costume redesign.”

“Hardy har.  Didn’t realize this was comedy hour.  Now, did any of you payasos bring me my clothing?”

Kirishima held up a bag and gave it a shake.  “Clothes and wipes to get the gunk off ya.”

“Gracias, Eijiro.  You’re the only good man here.”

“Hey!” Bakugou objected.

“You’ll make the buen amigo list again if you manage to get services comped for these lovely folks.”

“Already did that as soon as we figured out what happened, soy sauce face.”

“Excellent.  Thank you.”  Sero sighed.  “Now can you please help me out of this table so that I can get dressed and quit intruding on the party of this encantadora dama?”

“Nope!”  Mina laughed.  “Or at least not right away.  First, pictures!”

“¿Imágenes? ¿Seriamente?”  Sero groaned.

“Absolutely!  We need to capture this moment forever!”

“Agreed!  I’ll take the pics so everyone else can crowd in and hand me your cameras if you want!” y/n’s friend piped up.

“If any of these pictures get out…” Bakugou growled.

“We’ve already been over that.  Personal mementos only!  Scout’s honour!”  y/n’s friend placed a hand over their heart and tried to tame their grin into something more serious.

And so that’s how y/n found herself perched next to her favorite hero, as flash after flash went off, taking group shots.  And it seemed that also just as quickly, Kirishima was helping to haul his friend out of the cake and cardboard remains.  They took over a corner, Denki and Kirishima holding up the tablecloth like a privacy curtain while Sero got himself cleaned up and dressed.  It was around this time that a very apologetic staff member showed up with a large angel food cake, placing it on the table while assuring everyone that their bills had been taken care of.  They wheeled out the other cake as they left.  After Sero was fully dressed, y/n cleared her throat and said,  “Would you like to stay for cake since yours is gone now?  Or have you had enough cake for the night?”

“Well,” Sero drawled, a mischievous grin on his face.  “I’m not rude enough to refuse a lady her wish on her birthday.”

“You had me at cake!”  Denki exclaimed, already sliding into a chair.

Everyone gathered around the table.  Happy Birthday was sung, candles were blown out, cake was cut and distributed.  Conversation flowed surprisingly easy, talking about jobs, and pets, and birthdays past.  Y/n shared about the birthday they’d almost accidentally set their nan on fire due to an unfortunate silly string incident.  Sero told about the birthday that was the day his quirk fully activated and he had accidentally taped himself to the ceiling.  It had taken his family half an hour to find him.  Bakugou claimed to have never had an embarrassing birthday, and threatened to explode his friends' faces when the rest of the Bakusquad started listing one thing after another.  And so several hours flew by with everyone enjoying themselves.  Bakugou finally looked at the clock and stretched, standing up.

“Hey nerds, place if going to close soon.  We need to go grab our shit.”

The others glanced at the clock before also scrambling up.  “Shit, yeah, completely lost track of time!”  Denki headed to the door.  “Later, gators!  Had an awesome night!  Should do it again sometime.  And happy birthday, Y/n!”

“Thanks, was a great night!  And congrats on cracking the top fifty!”  Y/n called.

Denki waved as he walked out the door.  Mina, Kirishima, and Bakugou also said their goodbyes and headed out.  Sero, however, lingered for a bit.

“It did turn out to be a good night.  But I am still sorry for interrupting your party like that.”

“For the last time, it’s fine”  Y/n laughed.

Sero cast his eyes down, bashfully, mumbling protests. But then, he noticed something attached to your bag. He interrupted his own rambling apology to ask “Is that a Cellophane tape dispenser key chain?”

Really, he didn’t have to ask. He knew all his own merch. That particular key chain was one of his first products. It hadn’t sold very well, and had only lasted one small run. They were really hard to find anymore. 

Before y/n had a chance to reply, her friend clapped her on the shoulder and said “Yep! She has three of them. One on her purse, a spare in case this one breaks, and one to keep in pristine condition.”

“Shut!  Up!” Y/n hissed.

Grinning, her friend continued.  “Pretty sure she has at least one of everything of the official merch.  She’s been a mega fan for years.  Total simp.  That’s why the party colors were black, white, and yellow.  Low key Cellophane themed.”

Y/n closed her eyes, resigned.  “If the floor doesn’t swallow me up right now, I’m burning your Dynamite body pillow next chance I get.”

Sero blushed as he grinned, one long arm raising to scratch the back of his head.  “Well now I don’t feel quite so bad about what happened.  One of a kind birthday show for my partidaria número uno.”

Y/n could feel their blush creeping down their neck.  “Really, it was just an honest mistake!  No big deal!”  She squeaked.

“Regardless, I do want to make it up to you, hermosa.  So, how about we exchange numbers?”

“What?!”  Y/n’s squeak reached an abnormally high pitch.

“Well this way we can get in touch, and I can make it up to you somehow.  Some exclusive merch.  Tickets to an event…  A date perhaps?”  Hanta’s grin spread wider.

Y/n’s brain stalled.  Her friends were quick to jump in.  “Yes!”

“She’d love to.”

“She’s free next Friday and Sunday!”

Y/n’s brain started to kick back in “Guys, what?  No!”

“So you wouldn’t like to go out with me next Sunday?”  Hanta whined with an exaggerated pout.

“No!  I mean…”  Y/n drew a deep shaking breath.  “I’d… I’d like that.  If you actually mean it, that is.”

Hanta pulled out his phone and handed it to y/n.  “Absolutely.  Just put in your number and I’ll text you.  No voy a dejar pasar esta oportunidad.  Tendríamos la mejor historia para contarles a nuestros hijos cómo nos conocimos.”

Y/n furrowed their eyebrows, only managing to catch a few words of the Spanish as they entered their number in.  “I didn’t quite catch all that…”

One of y/n’s friends called from across the room.  “Hey slick!  Es mejor que al menos haya una propuesta antes de planificar los hijos.”

Hanta blushed bright red while laughing.  “Noted.”

Y/n handed Sero his phone back.  “Neither of you are going to tell me what you said, are you?”

“Nope!  I’ll be texting you soon, hermosa.  But for now, hasta luego.”  Sero waved before jogging out the door and down the hallway, heading back to his friends.  Y/n waved, before going to help clean up, ignoring the giggles and teasing of her friends.  Soon enough, everything was taken care of.  Y/n said her goodbyes and headed out.  She hadn’t even made it to the car before her phone buzzed in her pocket.  When she pulled it out, there was a text from an unknown number that read “I can’t wait to see what the future brings.  Happy Birthday,  Princesa.”

My life is over.

I'll curl up in this cake and die now.

I can see the headlines. Professional hero Cellophane found naked and dead in a cake.

Thank you.  I’m sorry.

My God.

Clowns

Thanks

Good friend.

Lovely lady.

Pictures?  Seriously?”

Number one fan.

Beautiful.

I will not miss this opportunity. We would have the best story to tell our children how we met.

There better at least be a proposal before you plan of children.

Princess

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I love your how to handle fame series and I totally get if you’re six of writing for this AU but if you aren’t I’d love one with them making the relationship official like Annabeth telling Percy he can post a picture of them for the first time or her telling him she wants to make it official and post on social media and Percy just being happy to tell the world that she’s his and vice versa

CONTINUATION OF: PART 9

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6 , Part 7,  Part 8

If Percy ever decides to pick up the memoir business again, the entire thing could be about the past two days, which have downright been the weirdest, most surreal days of his whole life.

On second thought, maybe he wouldn’t be able to write it because he’s spent all weekend trying to compartmentalize it and it still feels like a blur.

Like one really long day.

And you’d think, given the magnitude of the events that had occurred, he’d remember it better.

CHB had been the first to report the news, courtesy of that lady shoving a mic in his face, but the interview had really sealed the deal. Zoe Nightshade is acclaimed for reporting facts not fiction in the celeb news world, so going on her show to talk about it had been the best way to get the right version of the story out there.

All he remembers about the set are the hot lights, the white couch (that he was immediately worried about ruining) and Annabeth by his side, holding his hand.

Overall, it had been good. The entire thing had been premeditated by Annabeth, who had started off the interview explaining how they wanted to go public on their own terms instead of someone else leaking it, but that they still wished to keep their personal lives private.

Percy had also kept to his premeditated script, saying he’s a barista from New York, and shifting the dialogue (as Annabeth called it) to their meeting.

After the interview Annabeth had given him a big hug and told him it was a success.

But then…..oh then, came The Notifications™.

As if he didn’t already spend too much time on his phone, he’s been glued to it all weekend.

“It’s going to be rough,” Annabeth had said with the same worried face that she had when the talk about going public had come up a month ago.

And Percy knows, right, he’s been in the service industry and knows how people can be jerks. He knows there’s going to be backlash.

Maybe that’s why Annabeth had rented a beach house far down the coast and been by his side constantly the past two days.

He glances over at her, leaning back on her comfy wicker chair with her feet propped, reading a book. As if she can tell he’s looking at her, she puts down her book and turns to face him.

“What’s up?’

Her long legs look golden in the sunlight filtering through the light curtains and she’s practically glowing with the beach air wafting through the open window.

Long story short, she looks beautiful.

Focusing his brain from the detour it took to admire her, he shakes his head.

“Nothing…just wondering how I got here.”

She picks up her cup of tea from the table beside her. “What do you mean?”

Leaning back against the headboard of the bed, he stares at the high planked ceiling.

“I don’t know…just everything. I mean for one, I’ve never seen so many pictures of myself…even my mom’s albums would have a tough time competing…actually, they might still win now that I think about it.”

Annabeth chuckles at that. And while it’s true his mom has an absurd amount of pictures, him and Annabeth have been plastered a fair amount on various articles and social media. He’d kept his Instagram private, but his Twitter hadn’t stopped blowing up.

“And I’ve never had this many people talk or…speculate about me.” He drops his gaze from the ceiling to once again land on her. “Like, it’s the most hate I’ve ever gotten…”

The inevitable comments on him being a gold digger, though expected, had been hard to see. It stung a little to think people thought he was anything other than hopelessly in love with his girlfriend.

But no one had been more pissed than Annabeth and it had taken kisses from him to distract her.

He sees the same anger and worry start to flare up now, her eyebrows already creasing together, and rushes to complete his thought.

“But it’s also the most support I’d gotten.”

Luckily, an overwhelming majority of Annabeth’s fans had been super supportive of them. One picture in particular, one of them standing at the red carpet staring into each other’s eyes, had gone viral and “Percabeth” (as people were dubbing them) had been number one on trending for a whole day.

So many people not only calling them cute, but also describing him as hot. Percy had almost laughed out loud when he’d first read comments gushing about how attractive he was. (Take that, Nancy Bobofit, who called him ugly in middle school.)

“It’s just really crazy I guess, I never expected this from my life.”

He really should write a memoir. Other people need to know how almost comically absurd his life is now. (It would start with riding the subway to school every day.)

Annabeth sits up in her chair, still wearing the frown from earlier.

“Do you regret it?”

She asks calmly enough, but he can see the worry behind her eyes and the fear creep into her tone. He slides off the bed and walks to her, sitting on the footstool she’d been propping her feet on a second ago.

“Not at all.”

Reaching for her hand, he raises it to her lips, keeping eye contact. She needs to know that he’d take it all if it means he gets to be with her.

The day after the interview, Annabeth had told him to pick out a picture of them to post on her Instagram. And though it had immediately become her most liked picture, it wasn’t just fan service. The smile on her face when she posted it had made Percy’s heart melt even more.

Because the truth is, despite everything, it feels so good to call her his in front of the whole world.

Annabeth smiles, pulling their intertwined hands close to her and resting her cheek against them.

“Good.”

His phone vibrates and he can’t help but look over. Annabeth smiles, amusedly. “Who is it?”

He reaches for the device, unlocking it with a swipe. “My mom.”

“What’s she saying?”

He smiles as he reads the text. “That her friends are blowing up about this.”

Annabeth chuckles. “Don’t worry, it’ll blow over soon.”

Almost automatically, he opens up Twitter. It’s become a bad habit over the past two days.  “Well, we have been trending for a while…”

His sentence veers off as he checks the trending tab. Number one this morning had been a kpop star whose birthday was today and “Percabeth” had been second.

But now number one was…Jogan Paul, who had apparently been caught in some money laundering scheme and become the center of all public outrage. Number two was still the kpop star and number three was #ultranatural.

“Percabeth” was nowhere to be found.

“You’re right…we’re not trending anymore, some other guy, Jogan did a—”

“Money laundering scheme?” Annabeth finishes and he looks up from his phone to see her smile over her tea.

“Yeah…everyone’s talking about him….and then it’s a k—”

“Kpop idol? Yeah, it’s P-Dawn’s birthday,” Annabeth finishes again.

Percy stares at her.

Annabeth, after posting the Instagram photo, hadn’t checked her phone almost all weekend, letting him look at everything going on.

So how could she know all this? He’s pretty sure she hasn’t checked her phone in hours, instead working her way though her book.

“Yeah…” he continues, still confused. “So we’re not trending anymore. This Jogan guy really messed stuff up…”

Annabeth shrugs, still smiling. “That’s how it goes, people move on from things quickly.”

He nods. He knows this. And personally he’s glad that they’re not the main topic of conversation now. It feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. He puts down his phone with a smile.

“Yeah, it’s fortunate that this guy messed up, really took the eyes off of us.”

Of course, not all the eyes. Annabeth’s fans will still talk about it, but now the media has something juicer to report on.

“Yeah, fortunate,” Annabeth repeats, lifting her cup again to take a sip, but she can’t hide her smile.

Something about this feels…

“Did you know about this?”

Annabeth just takes a sip of her tea.

Peering over the cup, she replies sweetly, “Did you know the season finale of Ultranatural is on tonight?”

And that’s all the answer he needs.

(So he naturally responds by picking her up and tossing her in bed, letting her laughs bounce off the high ceilings as he wraps her in a hug, thinking that there needs to be a whole chapter in his memoir about just how smart his girlfriend is.)

A/N: As I said in the beginning, this is the continuation to the last chapter in the how to handle fame series. Thank you for sending in the prompt! It’s been a popular one and I had a whole storyline for it (though I did include the insta pic :)

When I came up with this plotline I just couldn’t get the idea out of my head that Annabeth would totally mastermind the entire thing and make sure that their relationship didn’t get too much heat.

Plus, let’s be real, news moves fast, and their relationship, while a big thing, isn’t the only thing going on the world for people to talk about. And stories that spark outrage blow up more than two people dating, so I tried to keep this as realistic as I could.

Part of the reason it’s taken so long for this is because I truly wasn’t sure the best way to tackle this whole thing while still staying true to reality as best I could. So when I thought of the Annabeth planning out this whole thing I thought it was fun and cute and went for it. I mean this entire series has taken off in a way I had truly never imagined.

A lot of people had requested the whole going public thing and how it would play out, so I really hope you guys liked this! (And thank you anon for sending in the prompt I used to post this :)

(Also a lot of references to things that have happened semi-recently so lmk if you’ve figured them out, not that they’re that hard lol)

#percy and annabeth #percabeth #percabeth fic #percabeth au #actress annabeth #barista percy

[ryujin-zanba]

some thoughts on aizawa & mic’s retirement:

• they get several holidays a year and at least half of them are spent abroad. mic always turns down the camping trip invites or any vacations that involve being out in the woods, but if momo and the girls invite them to menorca to her villa by the beach or todoroki is having everyone over for a couple weeks at his lodge in the alps then both of them get to join, all expenses paid

• it’s rare if they aren’t going out for dinner in the week. mic is very active in the UA graduates group chat so if he isn’t inviting ppl over he and aizawa are being invited out

• neither of them have to cook often bc their kids are always dropping by saying ‘i accidentally made a bit too much of this so please help yourself’ as they hand over entire three course meals in pyrex dishes that were definitely made especially for them and not by accident at all

• aizawa actually has a lot more energy in his forties and fifties than he ever did in his twenties and thirties. he attributes this mostly to the amount of holidays they spend in hot countries where the warm weather perks him up and helps with his chronic pain, but he also eats a lot better now that he has the time to slow down and enjoy food

• they have photo albums teaming with pics of them and the kids and sometimes it makes mic emotional to see the difference in how aizawa looks. in all of the more recent ones taken on vacation or at parties he’s always smiling and having fun compared to how serious and oblivious he looks in older ones

• over the years they have both been asked to walk a few of their former students down the aisle and aizawa has even been made godfather to several babies (all of those babies were in fact cats bc his kids know there’s no one more trustworthy to babysit them than their favourite feline fanatic)

• they both keep every birthday card and get well card they’ve ever been sent by their kids. they keep wedding invites and group photos and valentine’s cards from each other and aizawa definitely keeps the ‘will you be my godfather?’ cards. (those are actually his favourite bc there’s always a picture of the kitten he’s being asked to accept godfatherhood to on the front)

• mic still does his radio show and is pretty active during the day as opposed to aizawa who is more than happy to stay home watching TV with the cats or spending idle hours in local cafés reading, but neither of them would call retirement boring. they’re actually more sociable and happy than they’ve ever been

• despite the number of their old students that lead a pro hero lifestyle, no one is ever too busy to stop by and check in on the pair and when mic is out during the day, someone is always available to drive aizawa to places he wants to go or to take him to doctor and therapist appointments. neither of them would ever ask that of their kids but if someone finds out that they need help getting from a to b they can’t ever convince them it’s not necessary

• they actually never owned any cats before now. aizawa had always said it was too irresponsible to take in an animal given the fact they were scarcely home, but now that’s not an issue anymore they have six cats and counting. all rescues, too

• though they occasionally still take on hero work if it’s specifically requested, the pair of them are quite content to put their quirks to rest and enjoy their lives with the hero aspect removed. mic continues to be a popular radio host and aizawa has been looking forward to retirement from very early on, so to finally feel like they’ve done their bit for future generations is enough for them to believe they deserve this, and their kids wouldn’t let them think otherwise for even a second 

#erasermic #dadzawa #dadmic #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #fluff

[joe-mazzello-archive]

The Bet

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: language, dirty talk, sexual themes, no actual smut but it’s described lol

A/N: HAP BIRTH @brianmays-hair​!!! this is my birthday gift to you as if you didn’t know this was coming hehe. thanks for letting me rant about pedro pascal and for being a shady bitch with me and for putting up with my anons. i’m so thankful for your friendship. ily my bridge troll <3

ps: this is my first time writing for queen, so go easy on me gang! also i assumed that this pic was taken before their performance? apologies if that’s incorrect.

You had assumed that one day you’d become used to being married to one of the members of Queen. You would become numb to it, nothing surprising you or throwing you off. The fans, the parties, the tours...the fact that practically everyone in the world knew who your husband was. It would all become routine for you.

But then you went to Live Aid.

The size of the crowd alone shocked you. You knew just based on the lineup for the event and the fact that it was being held in Wembley Stadium that Live Aid was a huge event. But you didn’t realize just how huge.

You had held Brian’s hand tightly as the lot of you were escorted through backstage areas and cramped hallways, weaving through crew members and people with badges who seemed important. As someone who had been along for the ride for quite a few Queen tours, you were somehow extremely overwhelmed. But Brian’s tight grip on your hand, offering comforting squeezes every once in a while kept you grounded.

Eventually, Brian was swept away, needed to answer reporter questions or shake hands with music industry heads. You had just begun to feel a little lost when an arm slid around your shoulder.

“You look positively stressed, love,” Crystal’s voice sounded in your ear, the familiar timbre relaxing you a bit.

“It’s a lot to take in,” you replied, wrapping an arm around his waist for a side hug as the two of you watched the scene before you.

“Well, I’ll keep an eye on you, Mrs. May. Make sure you don’t get swept up in the craziness,” Crystal declared with a nudge to your ribs. You chuckled at the moniker, giving the techie a playful shove.

You knew he meant it. Crystal had somewhat taken you under his wing during your first Queen tour a few years back. Brian, only your boyfriend then, had asked you to join the group on the American leg of the News of the World tour, claiming he couldn’t bear to separated from you for an entire month and a half. Crystal had recognized the lost look in your eyes even back then as you experienced what it was like to go on tour with a rock band. The two of you had struck up an unlikely friendship, keeping each other entertained on bus rides while the boys caught up on much-needed sleep.

An hour later Brian grabbed your hand once again, bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss before announcing that him and Roger wanted to go watch some of the performances.

And that’s how you found yourself sitting in the VIP section of the stadium, seated between Brian and Chris. Had you been a few years less experienced, you may have been shocked when David Bowie took the seat next to Chris, offering you and the boys a handshake greeting. But you had had the pleasure of meeting Bowie a few years back.

No, the thing that made your eyes go wide with shock was when you realized that Princess Diana and Prince Charles of Wales were sitting right in front of you. Maybe a yard away.

Crystal noticed your reaction right away, offering a small chuckle and a loving head shake in response. He leaned closer to you, signaling you to do the same.

“I’ve got a bet for you,” he whispered, and you rolled your eyes. Somehow along the way, bets between you and Crystal had become commonplace. The two of you had bet on arguments between the band members, card games between roadies, and to your shame, you once even bet on how long one of Roger’s flings would last.

“Lay it on me, Taylor.”

“I bet you can’t get Brian all hot and bothered in front of Princess Di,” he responded. You let out a quick burst of laughter before clapping a hand on your mouth. Brian shot you a confused look that you returned with a nod towards Crystal. He immediately understood, knowing Crystal’s antics full well, and he turned his attention back to the performance.

“That’s not a bet, that’s just torture!” you argued. “And besides, you know I’d win.”

“Fine, twenty quid if you get him flustered enough to excuse himself.”

“I’m not doing that!”

“But it’ll be fun!”

He had a point. You did get a bit of satisfaction from reducing Brian to a needy mess. But you usually only pulled the trick of out of your pocket if he hadn’t been giving you enough attention lately.

But the more you thought about it, the more excited the prospect of a needy Brian made you. Get him all riled up and then have a quick and dirty fuck backstage before he performed for thousands of people? The idea was definitely intriguing.

“Fifty quid,” you countered, the gears in your head already turning. That earned you another chuckle from Crystal before he held a hand out to you.

“Deal.” The two of you sealed the exchange with a quick handshake.

Then you got to work.

An innocent smile on your face, you turned to Brian, tapping him gently on the shoulder to get his attention before leaning in close to his ear.

“Briii,” you murmured, laying a hand on his knee. He smiled at your show of affection, but his focus remained on the stage before him. “You know what I’m thinking about?” He hummed questioningly, still not giving you his full attention. “I’m thinking about the Hot Space tour.”

You let your statement simmer and you watched Brian’s eyebrows furrow in confusion as he tried to work out what you were referring to.

“Remember that time you were in a mood, and during one of Roger’s drum solos I pulled you into a closet and went down on you?” You slightly shifted your hand an inch higher on Brian’s thigh as you felt him tense next to you. But his eyes didn’t stray from the concert being performed. So you continued.

“And then after the show as a thank you, you took me back the hotel and absolutely destroyed me with your tongue?” An inch higher. You heard him let out a shaky breath before leaning closer to you.

“Darling, what are you doing?”

“I was so wet for you that night. You make me so wet, Bri,” you practically purred into his ear. Another inch higher; you were almost mid-thigh. You began to caress the fabric of his slacks with your thumb, tracing small circles. Brian shifted in his seat slightly, but the man was determined to watch the performers.

“If only Roger had a long drum solo in your set later tonight,” you continued. “We could recreate that. Licking every inch of you before I take you into my mouth completely. Maybe even let you take control. Let you fuck my mouth.” Another inch. You could see Brian was sweating now, and you knew it had nothing to do with the weather. Your eyes flicked over to Crystal, who was watching the band’s performance with a knowing smirk.

“Or maybe instead you can just fuck me. Push me up against the wall, wrap my legs around you can let you plow me until I’m a whimpering mess,” you whispered, slurring your words slightly. Brian’s cheeks were beet-red. “You always make me come so hard.” You shifted your hand another inch higher, but this time Brian’s long fingers wrapped around your wrist. And for the first time since you began your game, he turned to look at you.

“Love,” he whimpered, almost desperately. You fluttered your eyelashes innocently, a soft smile on your face.

“Yes, dear?”

His eyes flashed downward briefly, and you followed his glance. A prominent bulge had formed in his trousers. You gazed back up at Brian, your guiltless grin fading into a knowing smirk.

“Would you like some help with that, Bri?”

In a flash, Brian got to his feet, practically yanking you with him. You knew he was probably thankful he had elected to wear loose-fitting pants that day.

“We’re going to grab something to eat,” he announced, his voice a bit shaky. Roger’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked up at the tall man standing next to him.

“We just ate like an hour ago,” he revealed. You couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well, I’m hungry again,” Brian snapped back quickly. I’m sure you are, you thought to yourself. Brian’s hand landed on the small of your back, urging you to start sliding past the seated audience members.

As you scooted past Crystal, he discreetly whipped out a fifty-pound note and held it out for you with a grin. You pocketed it and kept moving, past David Bowie and the other crowd members. Once the two of you finally made it to the aisle, Brian gripped your hand tight, pulling you along as he sped towards a bathroom. You could barely keep up; Brian’s long legs giving him an advantage.

“So, you’re hungry, huh, Bri?” you teased as you picked up the pace to walk in-line with him. Then in one swift movement, you were pulled through a doorway and spun around, your back pressing into the door to close it.

“I think you know exactly what I’m hungry for, you little minx.”

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Perm Taglist: @queenlover05​ @mrhoemazzello​ @madamsledge​ @sadhwstudent​ @johndeaconshands​ @stardust-galaxies​ @im-an-adult-ish​

#brian may #brian may x reader #brian may x you #live aid #crystal taylor #brian may fic #brian may fanfic #brian may fanfiction

[sasarahsunshine]

[I don't know if I have to put a TW but I am just gonna warn you that there is mention of child Abuse in this, please just delete this if this is not okay to send to you. I am really sorry then]

You posting about having made two build a bear means a lot to me because you are older than me (I am 18 but I think at this age it is still a huge age difference) and seeing you having stuffed animals calms me so much. Because I have a few too and I have my favorite always with me (mostly in the inside of my jacket or backpack) and due my fathers abuse I was for a long time really scared that some time that comfort will get taken away from me ( he would always tell me that he would take them away when I am not being obedient and that when I turn 14 I am not allowed to have them anyway (it was an empty threat, I was for most of my childhood terrified what he would do at my thirteenth birthday with me)) and seeing people having stuffed animals that are much older (and I mean you are married so I assume your husband doesn't seem to mind) calms me a lot because I wouldn't know what I would do if someone would take mine. And I know this sounds maybe ridiculous but I just carry it around everywhere and I can't even explain but it calms me knowing it's there inside my jacket.

I am so sorry if this was overstepping but you just helped me a lot and I thought I let you know. Thank you for having this blog I have been enjoying it for a long time now. 💗 (My friend and I love having theories about vampires and we LOVE your vampire AUs)

Okay, first of all, do not worry yourself AT ALL for sending me things like this! It's okay to message me about this stuff, I promise <3 Just always let me know ahead of time if you don't want something published, but just want me to see it, okay?

Secondly, I LOVE that you still have your stuffed animals!! I actually have A LOT (and yes, my husband is okay with them. He owns some too!). Adults are allowed to have comfort items, whether they're stuffed animals, blankets, or some other toy, so never ever ever let anyone tell you different! Just because you're 18, doesn't mean you have to be any less creative or colorful than you were at 8, you know?

I'm honestly a little emotional that you messaged me at all--in a good way. Like, it's so wild to me to get a message like this saying that I helped you--that I helped *anyone* feel like they're safe and okay to be themselves. And honestly, that's all I want. I've always been weird and eccentric, and I've always told people to just be themselves. Fun fact: when I was in high school in Texas (I went to a smaller school for my Junior year and I was homesick and struggling in classes) I took a stuffed animal of mine with me to class every single day that year. Sometimes I would switch out which one I brought, but I always had one with me so I could hold it in my study hall or at lunch and feel like I wasn't as alone. My friends thought it was cool, my bullies did not. I kept doing it anyway.

I'm going to post a couple of pictures under the cut, some of the stuffed animals I have, one of me at school with my first ever build-a-bear (his name is Drey and he was made in 2010), and maybe one of my husband's Pokemon collection.

But, quickly, I also wanted to say that I am so sorry your father was cruel to you. You didn't deserve anything he's ever done or said to you. If having your stuffed animal with you helps, then you keep doing that. I hope someday you can go to therapy (if you're not already) to speak about these things that happened so you can heal and move on. It's a long and hard road ahead of you, but *anything* to make it easier, to make it feel safer, should never be taken advantage of or taken from you (ex: your stuffed animals). Love them and take care of them for me <3

(also tell your friend that I love you both and thank you for liking my dumb vampire ideas ;w; )

(Posting pics under the cut)

The top two pics are of my first build-a-bear (Drey) with me at school! The second one is actually a friend of mine holding him, so I cropped her face out (for privacy). The third pic is just a small handful of my husband's growing Pokemon collection, and the last is just a snippet of all the stuffed animals I have! Most of them I've won from claw machines (I am a claw machine master), but some are from birthdays/Christmas/just because I wanted them. There's a lot buried under the ones you can see too. Someday I hope to get a couple of those stuffed animal nets you can hang from your ceiling so I can display them all properly.

I just turned 27 years old, my husband is almost 28, and we still have stuffed animals <3 My mom even has a couple of "Teddy Bears" she keeps on her nightstand by her bed. My brother, who is almost 24, has stuffed animals too. Our roommates, 25 and 28 years old, both have stuffed animals too.

So keep loving your stuffies and hold onto them <3

#Sarah replies #ask #anon #TW child abuse #stuffed animals #Mental Health talk #pics of me #when i was young #lol #TW serious discussion #'adulting' #thank you again for reaching out #i love you <3

[seekingthestars]

THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND, MR LEE SEOKMIN omg yes :DDDD

there are lots of rambles and pictures and links so. under the cut! :D

First! Before I ramble! This is a very cute interview he did for Get In The Car in July of last year! almost 11 minutes of him being a whole entire sun, bless okay now onwards to my rambles!

His birth name is Lee Seokmin, stage name is DK / Dokyeom. Birthday is February 18, 1997 (and fun fact, he shares a birthday with Vernon! same day, different year. they are the 218 bros c: picture below is from their birthday livestream this year!) He's a member of the Vocal Unit and is main vocal, a member of BSS (BooSeokSoon, a subunit with Seungkwan, DK, and Hoshi / i also believe he's leader of BSS!), and member of svt's 97 line with Mingyu and THE8/Xu Minghao (HEY BUDDY from Semicolon is a 97 line song!). and he has an older sister (three years older i believe)!

He debuted as a musical actor in 2019 in the musical Xcalibur in the lead role as King Arthur! He was also on King of Masked Singer as "Baby Demon" and made it to the third round 💪

He's VERY LOUD LOLOLOL this is a fun story, but they were at a music show during Don't Wanna Cry era and BAP was in the waiting room next to them. DK was practicing his part for the live ("If I cry now, I may never see you again") over and over stupid early in the morning and Daehyun from BAP sent them a voice message going "STOP CRYING!!!!!" also I think I read somewhere that he collects headphones? and he has a really big collection of them!

Dokyeom is a PURE RAY OF SUNSHINE, just absolute sunshine in a bottle, he is the most adorable 🥺 the members call him pure, he's just a huge sweetheart 😭 during the online concert they had in January, there was a part during encore where they played a recording of fans singing svt's special song "us, again" to them, and Dokyeom just CRIED so much, Dino and DK were the only ones who cried, sweet boys, they made me cry 😭

He loves dogs!!! He loves doggos so much 😭💘 this video compilation is svt with dogs, but 70% of it is DK, it's so freaking cute i wanna perish, he loves doggos and doggos love HIM

his favorite food is PIZZA. the boy LOVES PIZZA. he had his own pizza-making vlive, he talks about pizza all the time, he just loves pizza. in US/English interviews he has taken to introducing himself as "Pizza Boy" and/or that time in that one Buzzfeed interview when he goes "HI MY FAVORITE FOOD IS PIZZA" and forgets to introduce himself, LOVE HIM. (both of those clips are in previous linked video!!) (and did you notice his birthday cake in that picture was PIZZA SHAPED)

more fun facts, Jeonghan recently adopted a pet rock (named Doljjong) and the rest of the members were like. teasing him mercilessly for it. but dokyeom, the SUNSHINE BEAM OF A HUMAN BEING, went to visit it and took pictures with it, and then BOUGHT HIS OWN PET ROCK, he named it Dodol, i love him

pictured here are DK with Jeonghan's pet rock and then the first picture of his own pet rock, Dodol

i now include this picture of Jeonghan visiting Dodol specifically bc you can see DK keeps Dodol on a shelf with a collection of?? little fake dogs/dog figurines?? which is somehow SO DOKYEOM and also very endearing, i told you he loves doggos 😭💘

OH also to go along with him being LOUD, he's also a bit of a scaredy cat 😂 (no judgement, me TOO) the members can and have referenced this one exact moment several times since it's happened, but it's iconic, you must see (clip set to start at beginning of the sequence for context, but the exact moment is ~6:40!) See also: Going Seventeen 2020 ep 28 The Tag #2 (dk and s.coups going into a ~haunted house~ together, that's full chaos 😂)

also apparently bad at video games, see Going Seventeen 2020 ep 29/30 Christmas In August #1 & #2 lol

Hoshi started his whole "horanghae" agenda two years ago as a special way to say "i like you"/"i love you" to fans and now every member has their own version and Dokyeom's is "doahae!"

^^^^^ ilu from the vocal team ❤️

He's also one of the members who posts on weverse a fair amount and his posts are either ridiculous and funny or like. stUPIDLY SWEET and so endearing 😭💘

like for example this one time he posted a couple of pics and was like "my hair is couch-colored........"

bless his face

also this boy is so fine and fOR WHAT 😭 i cry about this. a lot.

Some miscellaneous DK videos i will link bc i can!!! : DK being an archery master at ISAC 2019 and only hitting 10pts and also knocking out the bullseye camera // that time Jeonghan went live the same time as him and he sulked about it // DK's high tone rap is legendary

And some DK covers/OST songs! She Didn't Love Me / Missed Connections / The Little Prince

And lastly, random, but he has a Spotify playlist of favorite songs you can listen to ^^

ANYWAY THERE'S SOME INFO ABOUT RESIDENT SUNSHINE BEAN DOKYEOM, SORRY FOR ME JUST RANTING ALL THIS INFORMATION AT YOU BUT. HE'S A DARLIN'.

❤️@koalamb

#koalamb #answer #typed this whole thing up and then tumbLR ATE THE REPLY #THREE DIFFERENT TIMES #so we're trying again and hopefully this works HAHAHA #anyway all the links are various youtube videos!! #and this is SO MUCH RAMBLING SORRY YOU PROBABLY WEREN'T EXPECTING THIS MUCH TEXT #i woke up today and saw this message and have spent entirely too much time rambling now #but my brain immediately went 'PERMISSION??? PERMISSION TO RAMBLE??? ABOUT SVT???????' #and then SPIRALED #i really love them a lot i like rambling about my favorites ;; #i never get chances to so when i do i just....TALK A LOT LOLLLL #ANYWAY THERE YOU GO #:D 💖💙💖💙 #svt #dokyeom

[lovenhlboys]

Hahahahaha

You know what’s FUN???

clicking on your ex-boyfriends snap story and seeing that he posts a pic of a girl he’s on a date with

Now one maybe thinking: bitch why are you upset?

Did you break up recently you may wonder? No, we broke up about 8 months ago.

Are you jealous? No, I’m fine, I honestly don’t care about the fact that he’s in another relationship. Good for him, I’m happy. He’s a very good guy and he deserves to be happy. Im completely over him. We haven’t even talked in like 5 months.

Do you know the girl? No, I’ve never met her before in my life. And to be dating my ex, she has to be pretty damn sweet. Seriously all of the girls he’s dated have been very nice and kind hearted. Also all short and brunette, but let’s not get into that.

Then why are you upset?

Oh well. You see, it’s this small teeny tiny little detail that.

Not once in our entire 8 month long relationship, did he EVER post a picture of me, with me, or about me anywhere. Not facebook, Instagram, Twitter, wherever tf you would post shit like that. Within our relationship was also my birthday, homecoming, Valentine’s Day, etc. not to mention the amount of dates and anniversaries. And it’s not for a lack of pics either. We had TONS of pics together. I posted lots on my snap story and the occasional on Insta.

ALSO two of the girls he dated before me, he posted on his snap story, insta, or somewhere a few times each in their relationships that were shorter than ours (except maybe one I think???). He was one of my best friends for 2 years before we dated. I would’ve thought I was good enough to post somewhere. Even a goofy pic, a HOCO pic, something stupid.

OH YEAH! and I told him I loved him about 3 months into our relationship and he never said it back...

So.

Yeah.

(((I mean I never really talked about how much the “I love you” thing actually affected me, like it really took a big big piece out of me. Especially when I asked him towards the end of our relationship:

“Will you ever love me?” And it took him a long time to say “well, I don’t know”

In the end I ended it because it was making me cry every night cause I felt like I was doing something wrong. It ate away at me any time I’d say it (which was like every other day) and he wouldn’t say it back. Even now, I don’t know if I’ll ever truly be loved by a boy in my life time.)))

But to see him post a girl on his story after we dated for so long and the fact that I was/am the only girl he hasn’t posted anywhere just proved that he didn’t love me. He didn’t want to show me off, or show people that he was taken.

I literally would get questions like “are you actually dating?” Cause he didn’t every say anything about me to anyone else.

Don’t get me wrong, he’s a great guy. Sweet, kind heated, talented, loyal.

Treated me with all the respect and care in the world but I just-

Does it make sense that this hurts me?

Do I just sound like a crazy ex?

Can y’all please reply or reblog just so I can get some advice and opinions on this. My close friends are all really really close with him too and I’m afraid that if I say anything to them, they’ll tell him. Not with I’ll intentions, just like on accident or something.

#you can even put it in my anon ask #hockey #nhl #not hockey #gracie says non hockey stuffs #txt post #txt #relationship #relationship advice #therapy #pls pls help

[celtics534]

Hi! I just saw a set of pics of Rosalie Leslie and Kit Harington, him kissing her with his hands cradling her face while they were in a pub, i suppose (idk how to send them to you tho). I was wondering if you like the idea, obviously, could you use those pics as inspiration for a hinny fic? Something about the press finding out that they are, in fact, together after a year or two of speculations, maybe? Thank you either way! Can’t wait for more of your works! Stay safe!

Without Fear

Such a fun prompt! I just couldn’t deny the cuteness of this photo when I Googled it! I hope you like my hinny take on the cuteness :) It’s a Muggle, Actor AU and the title is based on the song Without Fear by Dermot Kennedy 

Also read on: FF.net and AO3

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He hadn't ever considered how easy it would be to fall in love with Ginny Weasley. But of course, Harry was more of a jump in feet first kind of bloke. When he'd seen her at that war memorial, the only thought that went through his head was how gorgeous she was. Then when she had come up to the same placard and started talking to him… well, needless to say, he was enamored by her. Her hair, eyes, voice, the words she said. It was safe to say Ginny Weasley had his heart the minute they met.

At first, she didn't tell him her name (later, she explained it was because she didn't want him to get washed up by the fact that she was the main actress on a sports TV drama). To be fair, Harry hadn't exactly been forthcoming with his name (he hated dealing with the press when they recognized him for his role as the infamous serial killer hunter of the movies). Even without names, they chatted like they'd known each other since birth.

Ginny had explained how her brother had died fighting to save a young boy who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and Harry had pointed to the name of the godfather he'd barely gotten the chance to know. He'd comforted her and she had started to soothe a bone-deep pain in him that he hadn't even known was there. Which was why they had decided to go and get coffee. Neither wanted to leave the other.

The little coffee shop had allowed them seclusion and solitude. They'd talked for hours and only separated when the shop was closing. As they were standing up to leave, Harry helped Ginny into her coat, and when she turned around with that adorable smile Harry, couldn't help but press his lips to hers. It wasn't a long kiss, maybe two seconds at most, but the moment their lips touched a buzz spread through Harry's body from the top of his head down to his toes. What made it that much better was when he pulled back, Ginny's fingers slid into his hair and pulled him back to her.

That night started the happiest time of his life. Ginny brought out a side of life that Harry hadn't experienced before. Normally, things were complicated in his life. Between losing his parents and godfather before turning eighteen, dodging the press, fangirls, and family members that never gave a damn about him until he earned some money, Harry had never expected much out of life or people. Then Ginny Weasley changed everything.

She made love seem so… easy. He was able to be himself near her. She laughed at his horrible puns, teased him for his inability to say cinnamon, and held him close every time he needed her. It was simple and it was them. They spent every night they could together. Luckily both their jobs were situated in London so meeting at his or her flat was easy.

The only mark against their relationship was the paparazzi. Early on in their relationship, they'd agreed that they didn't want the whole world to know about their relationship. But of course, it was impossible to completely dodge the leeches that the rest of the world called the press. They were spotted on their way to an England versus Wales rugby match. To be fair, their low riding caps weren't the best disguise, but they'd hoped to at least make it to the field before being noticed. From that day on the Harry and Ginny watch became a crowd favorite. It became nearly impossible for them to go anywhere together without making the news, and that was when the reporters only knew about their platonic relationship! He feared the day they found out the two of them were dating… and now dating for over a year, in fact.

He could remember the way Ginny had laughed the time they had been spotted going to the zoo. While eating breakfast, Ginny had been flicking through her tablet at the different new sites she frequented when she had nearly choked on her toast. Harry had looked up from his bowl of Shreddies instantly concerned, to only be greeted by her laughter "Look at this title!" Ginny had said through her cackles. "Potter Bananas For Weasley."

The accompanying photo of them watching a group of monkeys was expertly taken. Somehow they'd caught Harry watching Ginny as she watched the monkeys. She read the article out loud to him, teasing him for the title the paper had given him, "Heart-eyed Harry is rather adorable."

"There is no way they can see that from that angle." Harry had rolled his eyes, his words coming out in a huff of air. "I mean sure, you and I both know that I'm pathetically... besotted with you, but that interloper can't tell —"

When Ginny's palms came around to cup his cheeks his tangent ended, his words being swallowed by her mouth. Ginny had kissed him like the world was ending, a reckless abandonment that left his kitchen chair on only three legs. When she pulled back, her hands held his face firmly in place. "I'm besotted with you too, you know that right?"

Harry's mind had been wiped clean by her hypnotizing kiss, but he's managed a little nod. "I know, love."

"So don't let this get under your skin." She'd pressed a final kiss to the tip of his nose before going back to her reading.

That had been four months ago and sometimes it still popped into Harry's mind. It had been so easy for her to bring him out of the brooding tyrant. No one else in his life had ever been able to do that. Not his heinous aunt that raised him, not his godfather who was there briefly in his teen years, none of his teachers or friends during his school year. No, it was the one and only Ginny Weasley that was able to pull Harry from one of his moods.

Harry never thought he was capable of love. Between his parents being murdered by a psychopath before his second birthday, an abusive aunt and uncle, losing his godfather to war only three years after meeting him… Harry had always thought he was stunted. His first relationship had ended before it had even started and the next five attempts weren't much better. But with Ginny, his normal anxieties and fears vanished. He became a better man while with her. She was the best part of him and he loved her with every fiber of his being

And because he loved her, Harry was willing to put on this damn monkey suit and go to a blasted party. His reflection in the mirror showed his disdain for the confining suit and dark green noose he tied around his neck. If he had it his way, Harry would never change out of his ratty old jeans and soft t-shirts. But for Ginny, he was willing to sacrifice a night. Tonight was about her and the unforgettable season they had just finished recording.

"Looking rather dashing there, Potter."

Harry used the mirror to look at the doorway where Ginny leaned against the jamb. She had changed into a simple, yet elegant knee-length black dress with a light white jacket covering her freckled shoulders The little make-up she'd used highlighted her natural beauty perfectly. And then there was the wide-brimmed hat she used to complete the ensemble. She was bloody gorgeous.

She was smirking at him as if she knew exactly how just the sight of her made him lose all conscious thought. "Cat got your tongue?"

He shook his head, before doing a one-eighty to see more than just the reflection of her. Somehow she was even more stunning like this. From the high heeled boots she wore to the top of the hat perched on her head… His legs moved on their own accord. Before he even realized it, he was standing in front of her.

"You look… too good for words," Harry murmured into her ear as he leaned down. His fingers slid across the silky material covering her salacious curves as his lips traveled down her jaw line. Before he reached his destination (her mouth), Ginny put a hand on his chest pushing him back.

"Whoa now, partner." She smiled at him, her eyes blazing with the same intensity of a smoldering fire. "No getting distracted. We can't be late. Everyone is expecting me and my best friend there for eight."

Harry let out a long breath through his nose. Best friend. That's what Ginny's co-stars had dubbed him. It irked him that they were right, but yet so far from the truth. Of course, most thought they were best friends with benefits, which again wasn't wrong but he and Ginny were so much more!

Sometimes, Harry wanted to scream how much he loved her from the rooftops. He wanted everyone within the United Kingdom to know how he was in love with the most witty, sexy, creative, intelligent woman in the world. But then he thought of how the press already followed them around everywhere they went. Harry could only imagine how insane they would be if they knew about their relationship, and the idea of people digging into their personal lives… Harry honestly was afraid of it.

He hardly handled the fame he had now, if there was more focus on them… Sure, they already dealt with reporters implying about their relationship, but it was easy to ignore because they were typically outlandish rumors. Like the idea Ginny was sleeping with Harry so she could slyly learn to cover up a murder based on the information he learned in his movies (which was Ginny's favorite scandal theory). But if the paparazzi knew about their love life… if things became real… it was odd to say, but the idea of it weighed heavy on his chest. He feared the loss of privacy. He feared the loss of them.

"Harry?" Ginny was staring at him, her brow scrunched in concern. "Everything alright?"

He nodded, trying to dig his mind out of the what-if chasm. "Yeah. Yeah."

"What were you thinking about?"

"Oh, you know." Harry forced a smile onto his face. "How you're going to be the talk of the party in this outfit."

Ginny snorted, as she gave her hair an exaggerated flip "Please, I'm all these people ever seem to talk about." A sly grin formed on her lips. "Me and who my boo might be."

Harry groaned, letting his head fall onto her shoulder. "It's been three months and they are still on that?"

Ginny chuckled as her hand rubbed soothing circles on his back. "Please, they heard us shagging in a locked closet, they aren't bound to forget it. We're just lucky I didn't say your name while those nosy Nellies were listening in on us." Her hand stopped and Harry looked up to see that mischievous smile that always made his belly flutter. "Really, you only have yourself to blame."

Harry's brow furrowed. "And how exactly is it my fault?"

"Wellllll," Ginny dragged out the last syllable. "If you hadn't come to my set looking so… fit and sexy after that workout, I wouldn't have had to drag you to that closet." She rose to the tips of her toes, placing her lips right outside of her ear. "Remember?"

The shiver that ran down Harry's spine spread a tingling sensation from his toes up to the tips of his fingers. He licked his lips, inhaling her scent with every breath he took. "Hmmm." The words came out as a soft groan. He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. "Maybe I could use a little refresher. Care to help give me a little reminder?"

Ginny practically purred in his ear. "I think that can be arranged." She ran her tongue lightly along his jaw before placing a kiss just under his ear. Then before Harry knew what happened she was out of his arms, standing just out of his grasp. "After the party."

Harry's jaw fell open as he stared at his girlfriend. "You're sadistic, that's what you are!"

She laughed. "And you adore me for it."

"I never said that." But the smile spreading across his face removed all the bite from his words.

"Your eyes speak volumes."

"Oh, and what are they saying right now?"

Ginny's grin became coquettish. "How you need a little extra time to get ready because something needs tending too." Her eyes raked down his body, lingering around his hips. "Then again it might not be your eyes displaying this information."

Harry made a face at her. "Well really, you only have yourself to blame for this."

She snorted. "Is that so?" She took a step back into his bubble, her hands running along his sides. "Well if that's the case I should give you a hand, shouldn't I?"

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Harry glared from his sentry at the corner of the bar. He'd spent the last fifteen minutes crafting a list on why he hated parties. Currently, he was on number twenty: drunk people were the worst.

Maybe his disapproving opinion was due to the numerous drunk men (and women) who had gone up to his girlfriend to make moves on her. His jaw clenched painfully as he watched yet another co-star approach Ginny. Sure she was denying their advances with ease, but that didn't mean Harry liked it. But they'd agreed a long time ago that when they went to events they would try to mingle with others so as to not raise suspicions about their relationship.

But everytime Harry was faced with watching hoards of people flirt with his girlfriend… Why the fuck did he care if people knew about their relationship? Sure paparazzi would follow them around, but they all ready fucking did that. And they would ask personal questions about their relationship, but half the time they just threw out wild accusations as it was.

Harry took another sip from his whiskey tumblr, the cold liquid going hot down his throat. His foot started tapping to the rhythm of the classic rock song blaring on the radio. As he stood their listening to overplayed tune, sipping his drink, and watching his girlfriend be hit on for the sixth time in twenty minutes, Harry concluded they had been stupid. Their fear of the press was unwarranted. They had feared things that weren't truly scary. They dealt with most of it already (just in rumor format), so what would the truth truly do to them? What had been cons just hours before suddenly took a new light.

As he brooded, Ginny chatted with her co-star. This particular star had been the biggest perpetrator of the flirt with Ginny squad. Every party or gathering he would shoot his shot. Ginny had assured Harry numerous times that Glenn was just a flirty bloke, and there had never been a spark between the two of them. Harry trusted Ginny completely, but Glenn was always on his shit list—and was now currently at the top as he pulled Ginny out into the middle of the pub to start dancing.

Ginny made eye contact with Harry as she followed her friend onto the makeshift dance floor, her smile reassuring and happy as she and Glenn began to dance. The wink she sent him made butterflies erupt in his gut, like it was the first time. Harry couldn't take his eyes of them… off Ginny. She truly was gorgeous when she was having fun. Her bright smile, the gleam in her eyes, and how could he ignore the way her hips moved.

Harry could never remember ever having an urge to dance, but as he saw Ginny and Glenn… It wasn't an urge to dance, he realized. It was the urge to be with her. The desire to have his hands on her waist while she smiled at him.

He let out a long breath, before downing the rest of his drink. He couldn't care anymore. The fears that had held him back for so long became nullified. Now all he cared about was making sure she knew how much he loved her, and that he would be there with her through anything and everything. Harry refused to acknowledge the fear that had formed in the pit of his stomach as he marched up towards his dancing girlfriend and her co-star.

Ginny's eyes met his. When he was about halfway to her, her head quirked to the side and she stopped moving. Glenn spun around, his expression going from confused to annoyed. Harry could muster up a single fuck over Glenn's disappointment.

"What's up, Potter?" Glenn asked, his fake smile sliding to counter his irked tone.

Harry didn't even bother to dignify the actor with a response. Instead all his focus was on Ginny. Her eyebrows were scrunched together as if she were trying to read his mind. He cupped her face, his large hands seeming to swallow her face.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Ginny whispered as she stared up at him. Her hand came up to lift the brim of her hat, giving him full access to study her expression. The light flush that darkened her cheeks in the faint pub light complimented the wide smile that crinkled the corner of her eyes. She looked… overwhelmingly happy.

"I — I just." He leaned down and kissed her, not truly noticing/ caring about the crowds of people around them or flashes of smartphone cameras. All that mattered at that moment was her and the way her arms wrapped around his neck as she leaned into him.

When he pulled away Ginny's mouth remained slightly apart as she slowly opened her eyes. "So." Her voice was deep and husky. "I think you may have just blown our cover."

Harry laughed, leaning down so his forehead rested on hers. "I don't care."

Ginny's fingers caressed his jaw. "And what, pray tell, has made you so without fear? What changed?"

He happily leaned into her touch. "All I care about is being with you. Who cares what all these people think."

A mischievous smirk curled her lips as her eyes twinkled delightfully. "Well then, what would you say about putting on a little show for our first public outing?"

Harry slid his hands up her jaw to twist in her hair, before leaning down. He smiled against her lips. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

[mariagraciaworld]

A Random Story

I am not really good at writing things about the guy i had a crush with way back in high school. He wasn’t the guy that I’ve been dreaming to end up with honestly because all I thought that he was out of my league, so i never get the chance to waste my time writing or even thinking about him because my feelings for him didn’t matter that much. And oh a little back story, he was a transferre so he caught my attention, he’s a head turner (until now), and the fact that he has a resemblance with harry style features made me want to stare at him the whole day and felt like ditching my review routine for my upcoming quizzes just to listen 1D’s songs; pretending that i was the girl they were referring in their song “Everybody wants to steal my girl” in my fucking head. Yup! I tend to imagine things like that. And he was once one of my beautiful creation. But yeah, I stopped romanticizing abt him the moment i know he got himself a girlfriend, that’s what you do when you’re losing hope to your crush woah dramatic as I’ll ever be.

#forevertheharryguy #1Dcrush

Fastforward to August 20, 2021. Honestly, one of the best bond we ever had together with my elementary batch mates. We had a sort of post celebration for my 22nd birthday and shai (my best friend). He was there, with my cousin, actually, when I heard that they were coming i know it’s going to be awkward since it was the first time i get to hang out with them but dude, they had turned my expectations around; it was quite the opposite though. They were really fun to hang out with and that day? That was my happiest birthday ever.

He offered to take the three of us photographs. We kinda like his camera’s phone though it is really clear and just amazing. He’s also good at taking angles i kennot!

They said, when you lost your phone it feels like a near-death experience and that was true actually. I thought i lost my phone in the middle of the sea, we had been searching for my phone everywhere that we almost look in different spaces but one thing i was certain, i know he put it on his purse so my friend opened it and looked for it but it wasn’t there, my heart was definitely raising I cannot think straight and didn’t know what to do. They were so worried abt me but thank God, we found it at the back of his purse, he safely kept it there. Separated from my other friends’ cell phones like it had been taken cared of, specially for me. I was moved.

We made memories as the sky bleeds orange and half of the world turns dark. All of us under the same floating cottage roof, venting out all the stories we have been keeping to ourselves for so long. Reviving the memories from our high school years. It was terrific! We had a good laugh, we all agreed. We live our lives at that moment, they drunk their drinks; they finished 12 bottles of mojito - that did not even made them drunk. Yes! They good and fucking great.

I know it was too late but i went home and got my guitar for a little entertainment. I didn’t know that he knows how to play it and I was kind of impressed by him. He was trying to sing but all i heard was gibberish, he was shy and that was cute. He was cute. But i never look at him directly, I didn’t do that to anyone just in my peripheral vision, i busied myself with my phone browsing our pics and editing a few for the later upload. I saw some closed-up pictures of him, probably my cousin making fun of him, again, he was cute. Technically, i was complementing him just a friend hahaha pure friendly complement.

We decided to go home, we bid our goodbyes. He thanked me for inviting him, in fact, I wasn’t the one who invited him but okay. I got home, took a bath and all that. I was ready to sleep till my phone beeps and i saw his chat head, saying his gratitude and as a concerned friend, i asked him if he got home already. Thankfully they arrived home safely despite drinking too much alcohol. Our conversation went longer than I thought I asked him to send me our pics and i also demanded him to send it on IG, he did it with no hesitation with no complain the fact that he has no IG app in his phone. So, he kinda did an effort installing the app and finally sent it which took like almost half an hour since the internet was really bad that time. I thanked him. And that was the end of our conversation.