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#and i swore i wouldnt do it again but. i WANT to

corvidcall · 5 months

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i wrote my post about haiku over a year ago and i still think a lot about how haiku. good. as a form of poetry, its so complex in a way that i think gets ignored constantly, so people think its dumb, and then they dont think that maybe they should look for depth in it.

anyway ive been using the ol' jstor 100 free articles a month to read a bunch of stuff about haiku. idk why, beyond the fact that i realized i could. and now i have even MORE stuff to say about haiku. but i already made my post!!!!! damn. guess i have to become a video essayist after all.

#anime life #tbh i am internally constantly at war with myself #because i always want to make stuff to share with other people. and frankly i want attention and for people to think im smart and cool #but also historically people have found me annoying and off-putting and prior attempts at public creativity have resulted in #well. harassment tbh. like 'lying to my podcast cohosts to try to get them to disavow me' kind of harassment #and i swore i wouldnt do it again but. i WANT to #SO ITS COMPLICATED #also i unfortunately am only passionate about boring things no one cares about so its not like anyone would want to watch it lol #which would just make me crazyyyyyyyyyy #but ough. i wanna.#but i think it would be bad!

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lovesickry · 8 months

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- wish you would.

┈⋆⭒ lando norris x fem!reader [8k] ┈⋆⭒ masterlist! ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⎯ contains: 18+, pwp, smut, angst, dickhead lando, dickhead reader, swearing, alcohol consumption, general stupidness. .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⎯ a/n: this has been brewing for the longest time in the depths of my brain istg, its a long one.

your relationship with lando recently, had more or less been……tainted. by some imaginary force, but some force nonetheless.

you’d fallen out of touch simply and quickly but you missed him, as any “friend” would do. moping about in the house you shared with max and him, it wanst fucking fair, he didnt get to do this to you. It had been four weeks since you last heard from him, max was god knows where, off with Lando and here you sat.

it was just fucking miserable. Four weeks ago you were in fucking ibiza and now your bestfriend hated you, so your life definitely wasn’t going as you thought it would have.

Didnt help that on the last time you saw him you may or may not have fucked in a bathroom stall and then just pretended nothing happened the rest of your trip. Though when the season started again he didn’t respond to a single one of your texts, or quite literally communicate with you in any way whatsoever.

//// communication over the past few weeks:

4 weeks ago:

hey lando was the the flight back alright?

lando?

3 weeks ago:

are you alive?

max told me you're alive so what is it then?

2 weeks ago

oh come on lando

LANDO?

you can't just ignore me and fucking see max every weekend are you joking?

A week ago:

can you just talk to me?

you were practically furious, after the confusion went away, after the tears went away you were just furious. with him, how he treated you.

Originally you had tried to brush it off, that it was just him coming to terms with his breakup with luisa and you being (so you thought) the first person he had been with since, but the breakup was 4 months prior to Ibiza and you couldn't dismiss it as a simple "fuck". Not with all your history.

The worst part though, you remembered every little detail.....every time his skin touched yours, every single thing he whispered in your ear, each time he did something that made your stomach tighten or the hairs on your neck stand up. It would've been easier if you hadn't thought about that night, but that would be a lie. It sat there in the corners of your mind every waking moment and you couldnt shake it and now he wouldnt even fucking talk to you. Asshole. You'd be seeing Lando in a week nonetheless, he couldn't exactly avoid you considering you lived in the same house and he would be in the country. Though you couldn't count on it, considering the lengths he's went to so far.

///// FOUR WEEKS AGO- {Ibiza. Following the Spanish Grand Prix.}

his laughs were muffled as his mouth hits yours, his hands guiding you against the furthest wall of the bathroom. the music was loud and you could still hear it through the concrete walls of the bathroom.

it was lit by purple light and as you pulled back, now flush against lando and opened your eyes you swore lando looked less like a man and more like something else entirely. his hands were on your hips far too fast for somebody who hasn’t thought about this before, wanting to kiss every inch of your neck as your hands grabbed and tugged lightly at his curls. every noise he made was heaven, every touch a gift.

“I want to be inside you”

You could've sworn that comment made you blush, or atleast freeze up a little. Your stomach coiling and heating as he met your gaze. Fucking hell. His lips were puffy, his hair a mess.

He had never looked better a day in his life, you were frantic the way you kneeled in front of him to undo his belt and then his trousers.

“Fuck look at you”

“Oh my god”

If you weren't wet you sure were now, Lando had one of those mouths that was rarely closed and in this case you were glad for it. He wasn't afraid to make noises with you either, each rhythmic sound leaving his mouth dug the hole deeper and deeper.

By the time Lando was stripped to his boxers and you to your bra and panties he was desperate, making it known just how much he wanted, needed you. his hands were having trouble staying still and yours were roaming all across his stomach while he repeated your name in you ear, like a mantra.

He was searing hot, the muscle on his stomach was flushed and you could feel him grimacing in your neck the longer your hands lingered on a particular place. The minute your hands drifted down to where you needed him most he made a kind of pleased breathy nose, squeezing at the skin of your waist.

“You’re so fucking hot” you say to him, figuring its about time he knows the effect he has on you as well. Hands drifting lower, under the band of his boxers, hes painfully hard, tip sensitive and pink as you pull his boxers down. He drawls out a long fuck, before pulling you in for one more kiss and then pushing you impossibly closer to the wall.

“Tell me if it hurts okay”

What you would've thought as cocky coming out of anyone's mouth, was sincere coming out of Lando’s, he was……significantly big. As he finally pushed into you, holding the back of your head as to not let it hit the wall he whispered sweet filth into your ear.

“Good girl”

“You can take it”

“So good”

“fuck”

It was all too much, as he bottomed out finally you already felt close and as he moved. Oh god it was already perfect, the buildup and finally this. His body moved rhythmically, controlled and delicious. His hands were mainly used to hold you in place, while yours found the places he liked to be touched most and paid attention to those, relishing in the tiny noises he made in response to you. You could tell Lando was getting close when his thrusts started getting sloppier, less regular, more effort, at that point you brought a hand to your clit, rubbing small circles, trying to read when he was cumming so you could cum too.

“I'm getting close” he choked out, god his words alone coiled your stomach further.

“I’ll come when you do” you say, nodding at him.

“Fuck-yes” another breathy line of speech, followed by sloppy, messy thrusts and some audible groans.

Finally you feel him, pulsing inside of you and you know hes just there, just about there.

“Im-” he goes to say, but you already know.

“Yeah. fuck. Please” your desperate now.

You come with your eyes closed, legs shaking and the feeling of warmth filling your stomach as Lando pulls out and youre met with the blurred sight of a supremely dishevelled Lando whos basically holding you upright and grinning at you so fucking hard youre sure his cheeks would hurt. You lean slightly forward, resting your forward on his shoulder, still breathing hard, heart beating much too fast than normal.

“Why didn't we do that any fucking sooner?” he says, his body shaking slightly, from ecstasy but also from the laugh that rocks his body.You can't help but grin at the comment, feeling the effect of post-orgasm and also from the alcohol earlier. Getting your clothes on is a clumsy, messy endeavour and you both look entirely suspicious when you exit the large bathroom still in fits of giggles.

///// NOW- London. Week of the Silverstone Grand Prix

you recalled the moment with complete contentment, there wasn't a moment you could pinpoint that could warrant this reaction from him. sure he could be feeling a bit confused but seriously?

the text from max announcing that they were on their way was a kind gesture but fundamentally futile. as much as you could avoid Lando you would have to talk to him at one point of another, living arrangements in mind.

The ten minutes awaiting their arrival were ones of complete disdain and anxiousness. Followed by deciding you would go out for a walk to miss them entering the house, leaving just as you heard the front door opening, texting max you were out for a walk. You hoped that by walking at least around the block, maybe you'd clear your mind slightly, being out in nature and all. You walked for about an hour, until the sun started to go down and you figured you should probably go home. The walk had helped slightly, Lando was now only a part of much bigger problems you'd formed in your head. Entering the front door and immediately hearing Lando’s laugh instilled something within you. You were never quiet but in this moment you were, Lando spotted you as he waved to Max in the kitchen and immediately walked towards you. Pulling you into a surprising hug, even Max was shocked, knowing of the circumstances over the last few weeks. Your hands stayed at your sides while he hugged you, not wanting to reciprocate something that was not genuine. After pulling away he went back to wherever he was and Max simply raised his eyebrows at you before shrugging his shoulders. You ate dinner in your room and didn't hear from him all night.

The morning was strange? Lando was almost normal? Like nothing had happened the past weeks, like he had fucking ignored you. You couldn't tell if it was encouraging or unsettling. He sat next to you and asked you about what you’d been up to and genuinely seemed interested. The ignored messages nagged at the back of your mind, bring it up, bring it up. You never did, Max watched on in quiet surprise as the conversation flowed. Not once was the communication, or lack thereof over the past few weeks mentioned. Undeniably odd. The only normal thing that occurred all day was the momentous decision of which Lando decided to pull you away for a chat, you could finally hash it out.

“Sorry i just wanted to say”

He cleared his throat.

“About IBiza”

“Lando-” you go to say, wanting to apologise for gods know what as if you both weren't complicit in your actions and happily so.

“No, I never should’ve crossed the line, fucked with what we have, I'm sorry i ignored you. That was shitty, but I just felt so fucking awful I couldn't shake it. Im sorry”

Your stunned silent, hoping your emotions aren't displayed as clear as you feel them on your face. so the way he was articulating now was that he didnt like you like the way you wish he would?

“Oh” it's a small response in comparison to the quite large statement he just made. You reflect on his words “fucked with what we have”, of course he just wanted to be friends.

You snap out of it, conjuring up a much more deserving response for him.

“Of course. No its okay Lan, thanks for saying something. I always like to know your heart is still beating though”

He lets slip a grin.

“You wish it wasn't sometimes”

“Maybe”

“Yeah piss off”

Just like that it was back to normal, you spent the rest of the day hanging out with Max and Lando watching shit movies and listening to Lando’s many racing stories. The London Grand Prix was this week and talk about it was already riling you up, knowing you were getting a paddock pass with Lando practically made you giddy. You'd always been into the sport having had done karting briefly in your youth but then your parents moved to London and you never really got quite back into it. Thus, there was only so many quips you could make on top of Lando’s stories. The day grew old and soon you were all gathered in your kitchen screaming at each other as Max fought with you over the wooden spoon.

“This is why I cook and you set the table” you said, tugging the spoon towards you.

“I don't wanna set the table”

You laughed at this, Lando too. His tone of voice was childish, mocking almost. You yield and let him stir the sauce as you set the table.

You ate mostly in comfortable silence or small talk, everyone was obviously hungry. After dinner you agree on accompanying Lando to the track the next day. Something that you were undeniably and overwhelmingly excited for, having not gone to a race for a few months and being interested in the sport.

He streamed that night and you would've been annoyed going to bed listening to him chatter on and on had it not been him. But it was him and you loved that he made noise, the reassurance that he was here and not miles away.

The birds seemed to puncture the bubble that encased you in sleep as you groggily rose and opened the blinds, revealing the already blinding summer sun.

Treading from your room to the kitchen to boil the kettle was a silent and pivotal start to your morning, though your morning routine was upheaved by the sight of Lando standing bare, all except his boxer shorts in the kitchen. Leant against the counter tops you could see his bronze chest and the taut muscle that you once so diligently set your fingers upon. The silence of you standing and taking in the sight was interrupted by the sound of the kettle whistle, his body jolted to life, halting the sculpted like state he seemed to be in with your observation.

He ran a hand through his hair, now noticeably ruffled as he reached for a mug from the cupboard. Jutting out another expanse of muscle that you were unprepared for. You realised that you were ogling him quite openly and set forward your feet, your steps were slightly muted by your slippers and you were grateful for the noise to be muffled as you slid in next to him, retrieving your own mug and tea bag from the cupboard. He seemed unphased by your presence, simply nodding at you before looking back at his phone. You were closer to him now and you can see just about every inch of vein and taut skin while you pour the water over the tea-bag, god he's fucking distracting. Lando is jutting his hips out, legs away from the bench as he leans against it. sipping your tea is less relaxing than one might think as you find your eyes darting to any bare skin of Lando's that floods your peripheral vision.

you stood in the kitchen together in comfortable silence for roughly however long it took you to check the notifications that you had received the night before, just as you were conveniently interrupted, lifting your head to listen.

"you excited about today?" he says, smug about his physical state as you nearly struggle for words.

you swallow and form words as fast as you can, lest to make a fool of yourself this early in the morning.

"you're the one racing, are you excited?" its probably a more relevant question, considering.

He scoffs at your question before answering. “well your home grand prix is always mega” He pauses and glances up at you likes hes thinking if what he is about to say is right or not. (he continues) “and you know having you guys at the race is always funner”

you would've been delighted at that fact he had just stated, but he had snuck in you....guys. not just you, not you independently, but you AND max. god you needed to get it out of your head that Lando had any semblance of a romantic feeling for you since Ibiza because clearly the man was as platonic as you could be. you tried as best you could to hide any kind of disappointment which tried to fight its way onto your face.

"More fun?" mocking his english.

It's nowhere near what you yearned to say, but it would do momentarily and he smiled at that, moving closing to you. his warmth radiating, almost uncomfortably in the motionless air that surrounded the kitchen.

"Did I tell you that Oscar nearly beat me at karting the other day?"

You grin at this, it's the lightness to the conversation that you had been anticipating, wanting nothing more than to get rid of this bright, blaring tension.

“Please do go on.”

You sip your tea as you listen to him recount his story of Oscar beating him in his very own karts, you make effort not to spit out the hot water when Lando says something particular funny and slap him on the shoulder. While he continues on, another random tangent coming to mind you get some things out to make breakfast, might as well get on with the day. Considering you all have to leave here in around 3 hours.

Lando leaves midway to “put some clothes on” and you fight your muscles urging yourself to turn around and glance one final time at his bronzed skin. He returns clothed and with Max and you present them with your accumulated breakfast, you eat in rather rowdy conversation, Lando opening a whole can of worms he was not prepared for. then you each go get ready respectively to go to track.

You arrive at track around 11am and Lando punctually leaves your side, excusing himself to go to the media pen. you seperate yourself from Max and Pietra. Not wanting to third wheel, though also not minding the time alone to simply walk around, you even knew some of the drivers now so it wasn't like you'd have nobody, hopefully? the atmosphere was always alight in the paddock, though you’d developed a habit of pretending to be more important than you were, thus to avoid being approached by much older, much richer men who said they could “look after you”. you run into daniel and you couldn’t be happier, greeting him with a hug. he had been happier since he had re-joined redbull and you’d been overjoyed for him, you’d noticed when he was at mclaren the sheer mental effort it took him not to breakdown sometimes and you’d try as hard as you could being who you were (landos friend) to try and console him. you’d formed a kind of friendship that depended on if lando was with luisa and you’d kind of just hang around with him. he was what everyone said he was; relentlessly kind, endlessy funny and much too charming.

you weren’t ashamed to admit you’d gotten with him a few too many times when he was broken up with his girlfriend, though when you told Lando he was less than impressed, feigning the wounded best friend card for the best of a month, before finally getting over it. but it had never gone further than sex, there was something between you two, something unnameable but tangible that said it when you didn't need to. you were close friends besides that and he was always fun to talk to, you'd missed him around.

"whatcha doing here?"

"just supporting the muppet" (lando) whom he knew and nodded fervently at the reference.

"ohhhhhh"

"haven't seen you in a while, how are ya?"

"pretty good, lando and me just had a falling out but everything's fine now I think"

"shit. what about?"

you pause.

"you don't have to tell me, sorry"

"no no its all good, just-hold on"

you lead him into a semi private corner of the red bull area.

"we kinda had sex"

his face dropped, eyes wide, mouth slack, like a fucking cartoon.

"FINALLY" he says, much too loud and you go to cover his mouth with your hand.

"SHUSH"

"ok sorry" he whispers

"but go on, tell me all the juicy details"

"youre disgusting" you scoff.

he waits for you to continue... and you do.

"okay fine, do you remember Ibiza?"

"yes..." he's smirking now, swaying side to side.

"well we fucked in the bathroom and then he ignored me for four weeks and then he kinda apologised and said that he"

you put your fingers up, making air quotes with your fingers.

"never should've fucked with what we have"

you let that sink in for a second, Daniel clearing processing your words, fair enough.

"fuck that" he says finally, exhaling deeply.

you let out a small laugh and lean against the wall opposite to him.

"literally look" you bring your phone from your pocket, scrolling through and revealing the countless messages that were left unanswered.

"then he just shows up and pretends nothing happens. and okay, im glad he said something, after all that, but it wouldn't have killed him to fucking respond"

"lando is stupid sometimes, as someone on the receiving end. he either gets over it or.... he just fucking comes to his senses" he makes a kind of flowing hand gesture and then continues.

"so he'll either confess his love for you in prince-like fashion or ignore you for the rest of your life"

"great."

"I'm filled with wisdom I know"

"okay but seriously I think I have to go, but just wait for lando to crack or something.

he pauses and tilts his head slightly quirking a brow.

or.. better- juust make him crack."

he's out of the red bull garage, in the middle of the paddock when you grab his arm, he turns to face you.

"okay don't be all cryptic wise one,"make him crack", come on?"

"make him crack"

"what?" exasperation is the best word to use to describe your emotions right now.

"make.him.crack"

god hes so dramatic, his face inching closer.

you roll your eyes.

"how?"

just then, you feel the air move around you as a body walks past. you look up and see the fading papaya of Lando. Though he doesn't aknowledge you, your head is now fully turned staring at the back of Lando. Danny turns to join you and slaps you on the back, you jolt forward.

"think you just did" he walks off, though not before turning once more back to you.

"GOOD LUCK!"

oh christ, you angle your head down, walking wordlessly in the direction to McLaren hospitality to hopefully either see Lando and unpack whatever it was you thought you saw plastered on his face or perhaps see Max and have a pleasant conversation that didn't involve Lando Norris.

you make your way to McLaren hospitality, only stopping to talk to Lily who was just fresh out of a golf tournament, you always looked on in awe as she spoke about it. you quickly found Max and Pietra, mingling and sipping on champagne that you did not want to see the price of. looking over the track you ask the only question you can think of.

"have you seen lando?"

"nah, he came in and then kinda disappeared" max replies.

"maybe his driver's room?" pietra offers.

better than nothing.

would you even be allowed back there?

you somehow weasel your way into the McLaren garage, being asked on numerous occasions what you were doing and who you were simply to respond with; oh, uh, um, I'm Landos friend. you were hopeless but somehow they believed you and you were given one last interrogation by his physio before he recognised you and let you past, finally reaching his door. if he wasn't here, you might just take a nap in his room anyway, deserving resulting of the effort it took to get yourself here. you raise your hand to knock and almost stop yourself but let your fist hit the door. he's flushed when he answers the doors, you can see a slight sheen to his face as you walk in, he stands to the side wordlessly as you pass him.

“pietra and max are so happy it makes me wanna throw up”

trying to hopefully prove daniel wrong and also cut the undeniable tension that seemed to encase both of you. lando let’s out a small laugh at your comment. going to sit down, you follow him across the room.

“I forgot how hot it is” he throws his hands up frantically and flops on the couch.

you open your mouth to respond but nothing seems to flow out. you follow him simply across the room, sitting across from him and meeting the top of his head as he looks down at his feet.

"you okay?" his head jolts up and he shakes it like he wasn't fully listening.

"oh huh... yeah sorry, no im good. you?"

"really you just seem distracted, sorry im not trying to pry I just-" he cuts you off

"maybe you're just distracting me" he's smirking while he says it and you can tell hes joking even if you wish he wasn't.

"oh haha" you say, deadpan, aware of the fact that he could be entirely mocking you.

he laughs again, genuinely this time and you smile at the sound.

"what do you even do in here"

"nothing"

"really?"

"its my favourite thing to do"

"I thought it was sleeping"

"you're so funny"

"I know, I don't get it from you though"

"oh really? who'd you get it from?"

"your old teammate" you joke, though he seems to not be in the mood.

he scoffs but doesnt laugh and his face returns to a formal neutrality.

"oh come on" you say jokingly

"what?" he says fast

you look at him quizzically and he continues, seeming to gather a question from your expression.

"just stop being obsessed with Daniel its gross"

its your turn to get fed up, the audacious nature of his comment making you sick.

"what?"

"he has a girlfriend you can't be fucking flirting with him"

there was a burning anger coming up your throat.

"I wasn't flirting lando, why do you always want to fight"

"I've seen you flirt and you were fucking begging him"

"you're such a fucking hypocrite lando"

"wanna be more specific?"

"ibiza?"

"what about it" his jaw is clenched now and hes stood up, as are you.

"the fact that you were the dragging me into the bathroom and then the one ignoring me for four fucking weeks maybe?"

"you enjoyed it just as much as I did. don't do that"

"yeah I did fucking enjoy it. I enjoyed it enough to not fucking ignore you"

"I didn't fucking ignore you, I just had to sort some things out"

"like what? how many girls you'd bring home with max after the race that I wasn't invited to maybe?"

it was cruel, but he deserved it. it had been brewing for so long, the anxiety you held towards him based solely on the fact that he could've been with somebody after you simply to rid him of you. while you couldn't fathom getting with anybody else, lest the memory of his skin on yours fade anymore.

"oh fuck off don't pretend that you didn't literally fuck daniel for months when he was my teammate"

"AND.. SO WHAT? I told you that, don't rub that in my face."

"SO WHAT? you were fucking my teammate and I pretended that I didn't care"

"you told me you didn't care. you had luisa and I was sick of standing there like I didn't care "

"so you fucked Daniel cause I was with luisa?"

"you're so infuriating"

"why did you fuck him?"

"BECAUSE LANDO"

"BECAUSE WHAT?"

you were standing uncomfortably close now, your fists balling up your skirt as he restlessly tapped his thigh, rhythmically and fast. there was no coherent response you'd figured would be appropriate to reply with, so you didn't.

lando moves closer to you, looking down at you slightly.

"Why Daniel?" his eyes are firm and he places his left hand loosely on your waist.

you finally look up from the ground and notice his pinky just grazing the patch of skin you have uncovered between the shirt and your skirt.

"why?"

its still anger that fuels you when you respond.

"because" your teeth clenching doesn't let you answer, you swallow, take a deep breath and begin again trying to settle slightly.

"because at least to Danny I was his first choice, not his third."

"did Danny say that?"

"say what?"

"that you were his first choice"

"I fucking hate you sometimes"

"you were my fucking first choice, until you went and had sex with my teammate"

"so you can fuck whoever you want and I can fuck.... nobody?"

he scoffs again, hand tightening slightly on your waist.

"fuck anyone but him."

"anyone?"

"anyone"

"so I can fuck Oscar then"

his face resets, eyes hardening again.

"or George maybe, or Carlos."

"don't"

"yeah. don't what lando?"

"don't mock me"

"this is fucking useless"

you go to walk away, though both his hands were suddenly on your waist. his heads tilts as you resettle into the stance you only briefly left.

"you're so fucking infuriating" you say, the most honest thing you'd said since stepping foot in his room

there were no words for what seemed to follow. your eyes met his and there was something that resembled anguish in his and you couldn't see yours but you wanted his hands to stay on you forever. your mind flicked back to ibiza and there was a increasing space in your mind where you wished that lando would close the space between you and just fucking kiss you.

there was a knock at the door and lando broke immediate eye contact. walking away from you, your head drifts downwards as anger fills you. anger directed towards yourself for wishing he'd touch you and anger directed at him for behaving like he did. he left swiftly as the person at the door mentioned media and you left the paddock soon after, returning to the quiet house as max and pieta were planning to go out afterwards.

you arrive home in the same flurry of frustration that you left the paddock in, going straight to your room and trying to you guess "sleep it off". after lying horizontal for what felt like hours, you realised it wasn't going to cut it. the frustration which you wished had channeled into sleep and not the constant resurfacing of lando's voice, his hair, his hands, his cock that night in Ibiza. you venture into the kitchen and shamelessly take three shots before walking back and lying down, hoping the alcohol would go straight to your head sending you to sleep. you wished that you had fallen asleep instead of trailing your hand down into your already embarrassingly soaking, aching cunt. though, by your 2nd orgasm the frustration was long gone and all that remained was the five senses and the bed beneath you, blurred by the alcohol and the ecstasy of your second orgasm . just as your breath got shallower and you reached for your second hand to bite down on, your phone, which had sat idly by for most of this endeavour decides to start ringing annoyingly loud. never one for your ringer on its confusing why of all moments its this. begrudgingly, you turn over, expecting your boss or even your mother, definitely not lando.

"what?" you're blunt and you're trying hard to conceal your shallow breaths lest you have to concoct an excuse..

"are you home?" hes equally as unemotional but sounds slightly more desperate.

"yeah" you say, keeping it short as you're still exhausted and slightly glazed with a sheen of sweat.

"why are you so puffed?"

the dreaded question.

"went for a run" the heavily debated answer.

"come open the door"

fuck.

you jolted upright out of bed, throwing on a pair of clothes that could be deemed activewear and running past the bathroom to fix your hair and cover yourself in a scent that wasn't sweat mixed with sex. you swing open the door and try to appear once again, out of breath though from something completely fake. you'd even thrown on a pair of running shoes to really sell it, in the off chance that he'd sniff out the lie that you feared and then convince himself he won. his face is blank as you open the door to reveal him still clad in his McLaren kit from today. he looks at you suspiciously up and down before entering wordlessly.

“did i have that much of an effect on you, that you had to get yourself off?”

"I went for a run"

"sure you did"

your eyes widen as he makes the connection, unsure of how he seemed to know, though nonetheless being fueled with anger of his sheer audacity and vulgarity at just about everything. knowing exactly what would tick him off in this moment you did just that.

“maybe it was danny”

“liar” he mutters under his breath

you walk back to your bedroom where you promptly close the door, he follows you most of the way thoigh doesn’t knock on your door, simply passes by. you get out of your clothes and throw on a big t shirt before throwing something on the tv and trying not to get yourself off for the third time today, hating your body because no matter the anger there was still a tangible heat in your core that nagged at you to be fixed.

you must of dozed off because when you woke up your stomach was rumbling and you couldn't for the life of you remember any of the past plot that had led up to the current point that was being shown and your stomach was now aching to be fed. you check the clock which reads 9:46pm and you smile to yourself for being so responsible as you tread out to the kitchen to eat frankly whatever is available. lando appears to be still in his room which lets you breath a little easier as you make some toast for yourself. you hear landos door creak and crane your neck around to see if he exits or not, you spy the quick movement that he makes from his room to the bathroom as he shuts the bathroom door. shortly after, to avoid any awkwardness you dash back to your room after quickly consuming your feast of toast.

your door is slightly ajar as you spot lando making a beeline towards it. you sigh as you only imagine what he is about to say as he opens the door.

"tell me that you weren't flirting with him today"

"lando" you say, partly in questioning, partly in confusion.

"you know" he says, desperately this time, creeping slower towards you.

"I was talking to him about you" you say, quite frankly relishing in the feeling it gives to him any kind of humiliation.

he's stunned silent, though his face paints a faint distrust.

"don't make me cocky" the switch he makes from neutral to smug nearly gives you whiplash.

"talking to him about how to make you "crack" or something"

something twitches within him, like you've caught him during something.

"and how exactly did you plan on doing that?"

you ponder the question but realise lying would do more than truth.

"I think I already have"

he scoffs at that but his eyebrows and jaw is slack and you gain confidence at the sight. moving towards him his eyes follow your every move, scanning over your bare legs and the bare skin where the shit has slid down your shoulder revealing your collar bone. your hands land just above his waistband and he leans towards your touch as your hands circle just above it. drifting ever so slightly up to feel the taut muscle below his shirt. his jaw is clenched as he gains control once more and suddenly grips both of your wrists in his hands. really looking at you now, taking the sight of you in.

"don't"

"why?"

"you're my best friend"

"we passed "friends" in ibiza"

he takes a step backwards towards the wall, throwing his hands out in exasperation.

"fuck you make me so fucking angry, "

he takes a breath and continues, looking at you now.

"I shouldn't look at Daniel like I wanted to kill him just because he talked to you."

his body twitches once again towards you as he opens his eyes to meet yours.

"do you want me to say how good he was?" you say, blaming the alcohol from earlier for your vulgarity.

his eyes flash black and you smile, finally yielding the reaction that lando seemed to get from you.

"bet he wasn't as good as me"

"hmm.... wanna refresh my memory?" its bold but you don't care.

just like that lando steps out of the doorway and closes it behind him, coming straight towards you.

"do you want me too?"

"hm maybe he was better?" you're still teasing because frankly, he still deserves it and you hate to say again but you relish in the feeling you take from it.

"don't act all cute" lando says, voice straining.

with that comment you make a small stride towards him, once again closing the gap between the two of you, though instead of aiming for his waistband you go for the neck.

“don’t pretend that you don’t like it” you say, your breath fanning his neck as he either tries to centre himself or allow you to do whatever it is you’re doing to him. your nose grazing the skin of his neck and he visible shivers, goosebumps littering the skin that you just grazed. it was no secret Lando’s neck was fucking sensitive and you’d always saved the information for a rainy day, today was fucking pouring. you skimmed the right side of Lando’s neck with your tongue, barely touching, only the slightest bit, then focused in on smaller spots kissing around to the left side and then coming up and moving over, he made little sound, though he made clear note that he was holding it in, his hands so harshly by his side, shoved into his pockets to keep himself from touching you, he needed to be the one to break, you wouldn't, accept anything else. so when you finally reached a spot just underneath his jaw, left of his now bobbing throat, he let out a strangled groan/whimper/laugh and you knew that was the first domino to fall. that, noise which brought his hand out of his pockets and onto your hips. the noise which encouraged you to knot of your hands into his hair just how you know he liked it.

"don't make me beg" he says, finally breaking the impenetrable silence by a whisper, a low mumbled sequence of words that makes your core tighten shamelessly.

you break apart finally and look at him; wanton and desperate, neck red and hair messy. his shirt once droopy and casual, now clung to the parts of him that you wished you could see. his shoulders, his chest, his arms. you admired him for a lost amount of time before ever debating the substance of a response, figuring your blatant admiration was enough to tell him that you seriously didn't plan to. your hands leave any skin of his and go behind your back, grabbing the hem of your shirt to pull over your head. your room is cold, at least you think it must be, because your nipples are already hard under your shirt as you stand in nothing but your panties directly in front of your best friend. his hands are already out of his pockets, hovering just beside your skin, you mimic the words he’s just said to you.

“don’t make me beg” you say, hoping the crack in your voice is unnoticeable as you portray your last wish for him to put his hands on any part of you.

his eyes are empty now, only looking at you, really looking as he finally drags his hands up and down the side of your stomach. looking at the way your eyes flutter closed any time his fingers brush over your bare breasts. before you can mumble any more arguments his body is on yours, in a flash. he couldn't have touched you fast enough, hard enough, long enough. his lips fought furiously with yours as he displayed your now bare back against the blank wall he once stood on, hands now deliciously free from his pockets and thick fingers all over every part of you. you're tugging at the hem of his shirt while he kisses your neck, wanting nothing more than the feeling of his skin against yours. he breaks apart from you in a flurry and he pulls his shirt over his head. you step back against the wall to distant yourself from him in order to see the whole expanse of his chest as he drops the cloth on the floor with yours. there is nothing but air exchanged between you two for the better of 30 seconds as you stare eachother down. lando eyes raking every inch of bare skin while you hone in on the expanse of his shoulders, noticing a faint but noticeable bite mark that you may or may not have caused.

"eyes are up here?" he says, much too cocky for something who was writhing while you pulled his hair moments ago.

“shut up” you say, making your way towards him once more, basking in the warmth that connects your two bodies. it’s a collision that could be considered bruising as your lips meet, clashing once more, albeit more desperately as you cling to any part of landos skin that is exposed. focusing on the way his back moves with you and the taut muscles that moves in and out. it’s hot between you two, lando is constantly moving his hands that seem to explore just about every edge of your body; your jaw, your neck, that spot just above your hip. he hasn’t even done anything but you’re virtually begging when he finally moves his hands down toward your soaking core. pulling your panties down was swift and lando almost immediately was back on you, covering you, shielding you. he looked at you as he spat in his hand, you’d probably find it disgusting if you weren’t so turned on. your eyes twitched and he lowered his hands, sliding the wetness through your folds, your eyes fluttered shut and your body jolted forward in the pleasure. fuck he felt so good, you throw your head back, against the wall needing some kind of grounding feature. his hands finally pushing inside of you, making you make some kind of strangled sound that lando laughs at quietly as he pushes his thick finger in and out of you slowly.

"so fucking wet huh?" he says beside your ear, taunting lips grazing your earlobe.

you shiver at the comment, disgraced how much he has effected you in such little time. he seems to read your mind though and adds another finger, causing another whole wave of pleasure to come over you and a stretch of fucks and shits and countless deep breaths, you move your hand over his, encouraging him to speed up. which he soon does, painfully so, curling his fingers in and out of you, knowing how close you're getting, paying attention to the way your face flutters and your legs shake. you drag your other hand to your clit while his pace remains bruising. you whimper at the contact, your clit suddenly swollen and sensitive with the contact. your keeling over nearly, lando keeping you entirely upright as you get yourself impossible closer. its all to soon when his movements still and he grabs your hand, prompting you to look at him, desperate and confused and endlessly frustrated.

"tell me what you were thinking 'bout when this afternoon." not a question, a statement. he wouldn't continue if you didn't answer him.

you're squirming now, against your will, shamelessly desperate but you weren't going to give him any satisfaction. you wouldn't let yourself. you try and steady yourself, coaxing all the faux confidence you could before teasing him just that little bit more. you lean forward, as he did before. grazing your nipples on his chest and your lips on his earlobe, you could see he was hard now and you planned to use it.

"thinking about the time Danny fucked me in this room" you weren't lying, Danny did use to come over when lando was away, but just to hang out. you'd divulge that part later.

you didn't miss the way lando eyebrows grew flat and his eyes darkened, hands suddenly gripping firmer on your skin as you looked up at him, coy as can be. you lean forward again, he almost stops you but you get far enough to tell him.

"was thinkin' about how big you are" that caused a reaction. praise. his eyes suddenly springing open.

"knew it" he retaliates almost laughing as he closes the gap once again, though this time moving onto the bed. as he pushes you on the bed he removes his boxers, the final fucking barrier between the both of you and you couldn't be more giddy as he goes to get on top of you and you push him so he's rolled over.

he's fucked you once. your turn.

you use his chest to steady yourself as you put both legs beside him, relishing in the way he looks at you. like there's nobody else, nothing else, just you and him. hes so warm, sweat sheening the skin on his chest and thighs, his hair is damp and he raises his head, one hand behind it to admire you. you graze one finger over his tip and his abdomen tenses and lets go, so fucking sensitive. he's biting his lip as you tease him a fair bit more, just enough, circling the tip, see it throbbing.

"wanna -hmph... tell me how big it is" its strangled and mocking and high-pitched and so fucking hot coming out of his mouth you can't do anything but oblige, so as you finally sink down onto his red, throbbing cock.

"so fucking big lan' " he lets out something actually audible at that comment but you're not entirely sure you hear it because it feels so fucking good, the stretch from this angle. you feel lando's hands come to your hips aiding you as he slowly bottoms out. he leans up to meet you when he bottoms out, you're in a trance, so overwhelmed with pleasure that you're sure lando is a god or something the way he moves your hips just fucking right that has you repeating his name like a mantra as he moves the both of you in perfect fucking unison.

"so fuckin' pretty"

"so fuckin' perfect"

"make me so fuckin' angry"

you smile at his comments, biting your lip, he knows his effect on you but you could always try to dampen it just a little more, but the comments don't help the noises that escape your mouth.

" 'm close " you say, between incoherent noises, he smiles against your neck and goes faster, impossibly faster, forcing you impossibly closer together. you clumsily move one of your hands to your clit and its perfect. he knows just how close you are, putting both his hands around you as you suddenly become weak as it rushes over you, jolting forward, head landing on his shoulder before he sloppily thrusts a few more times and hes coming hard and fast inside you and you're fucking perfect. everything is perfect, your hand is in his hair, holding it firmly, keeping you down to earth as you meet his eyes.

"fuck you" its breathless and completely futile as you play with the curls at the back of his head, melting in any kind of touch you're willing to give him. he laughs at you and you fucking love his smile.

"you just did" he said, incredibly proud of himself, leaning in afterwards littering your neck with kisses.

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ppnuggie · 7 months

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can you do a haedcanon of a fem human just drinking SO MUCH COFFEE like cup after cup an she is litery shaking in her seat her entire body is like a maraca an she she swerves bar so can u do headcanons for this for first aid, perceptor, brainstorm, chromdome an cyclones just teacting to this madness

　　　　　　LOST LIGHT x fem reader

　　　　『　first aid ,, brainstorm ,, perceptor ,, chromedome ,, cyclonus ,, female reader 』

　　-> reader who drinks too much coffee and gets really hyper

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, magnus is forever suffering

　　— here you go !! :3 tysm for requesting !! tried to make it funny 🫡 hope you enjoy it <3 i loved writing this one but be warned as i dont drink coffee nor rlly know much for the side effects or smt from drinking it 😭😭 even though im literally working at dunkin rn and they only rlly got coffee

- first aid

| • he'd be worried at first with the amount of coffee you've consumed ,, having learned about humans and other things concerning them incase of an emergency

| • in this case ,, itd seem the knowledge he learned wasnt too helpful

| • bouncing all around the medbay and just hyper in general was quite a pain for first aid to deal with

| • but he didnt want to be too rude to you ,, and gently coaxed you into spending all that energy of yours running laps around the edge of the medlab where you wouldnt get too hurt

| • though when you finally wear it off ,, he'll be quick to scold you ,, holding his digit in front of your face and waving it side to side in a 'no no' motion before taking you to his habsuite and laying you down for a nap

- brainstorm

| • he honestly doesnt know better okay ? you could tell him anything and suddenly he wants to put it to the test

| • so when you said you could drink a bunch of cups of coffee and wouldnt bat an eye ,, he was immediately like bet and then that led to the current situation

| • perceptor is facepalming and immediately making brainstorm take blame for encouraging you to do this ,, because now theres a hyperactive human running around the lab

| • i mean you're practically flying around with how much coffee youve drank ,, hell you could probably beat blurr in a race

| • official you wouldnt say that out loud because lord knows some of his fans to be a bit crazy and would immediately be on your case saying "no you wouldn't !!" and maybe a few death threats involved as well

| • dont mention it in front of brainstorm either because hes already calling blurr to set you up for a race

| • hes no help ,, dont ever tell him your ideas or encourage his crazy ideas unless you wanna end up in magnus's office ,, having him scold you like a dad does to their child who drew on the walls and is trying not to laugh at the situation

- perceptor

| • thanks to brainstorm ,, you chugged too much coffee than your body ever really needed ,, and with perceptor as your not-so-official-but-official-in-his-mind-protector-slash-guardian-slash-alien-robot-boyfriend-slash-fun-killer he just sighs and takes you out the lab

| • he doesnt have the patience to deal with any acidic spills from you bouncing off the walls left and right

| • nor does he really need you getting hurt in any way shape or form

| • lets just say its an awkward trip to the medbay to see if ratchet has anything to help with your situation

| • and when he comes up empty handed ,, percy resorts to scolding you whilst the caffeine starts to wear off

| • it taught you better than to listen to brainstorm again because bro was yapping at 100 words per minute you swore he couldve talked faster than blurr at that point

| • bro was an absolute chatterbox just yapping and yapping that you fell asleep

| • never again would you do that ,, or think about doing that because the headache afterwards when you woke up was so not worth it

- chromedome

| • he also doesnt know any better ,, but he's definitely more responsible than brainstorm is

| • he'd know to at least keep a lot of caffeine or high sugar products out of your reach ,, just hiding it on your top shelves or above your cabinets like parents do with their kids' halloween candy

| • though when you accidentally made too much coffee ,, and didnt really feel like wasting it ,, you drank it all in one go ,, or well multiple big ass gulps

| • and then rewind walks in on the scene and sees how hyper you are and is honestly thinking youre sick with some make-a-person-crazy-illness-virus-disease-thing that he swears is somewhere in his database

| • and now chromedome has to play dad and parent you the whole time

| • bro probably put your ass on a leash ,, locking it in so the rope only goes so far and just stands there as you run around

| • this is what he gets ,, he thinks to himself ,, its the last time hes putting something so low in your reach again

| • at this point ,, hes just gonna store all your unhealthy and junk food away in a desk in his habsuite

| • he'll leave you fruit and vegetables but if you want coffee ever again youre gonna have to behave really good to get it

| • and its only a spoonful ,, as a little treat

- cyclonus

| • so you just trying to show and answer tailgates crazy ass questions that youre not even sure where he got them from

| • he probably got them from his ass at this point ,, asking if the coffee gives you super powers and you have to explain thats not true before he spreads lies around

| • and if that happened ,, you shivered at the thought of magnus banning your coffee aboard the lost light

| • that was pure trauma to even think about right there

| • anyways you made too much ,, and instead of storing it away or pouring it down the drain ,, tailgate dared you to drink it all

| • and well ,, momma aint raise no pussy but she did raise someone who makes bad decisions

| • because the moment you get your spurge of energy tailgate runs to cyclonus and tells him all about it

| • bros going on and on about how youve lost your mind and he thinks youre gonna die and cyclonus had like 600 heart attacks right then and there

| • he busts in like hes the damn swat team ,, door kicked down and pieces of it flying everywhere as you're running around like a wild banshee

| • he's looking for the demon and meanwhile youre out here acting like a damn demon ,, almost frothing at the mouth from how insane you are from the coffee

| • lets just say it makes magnus ban tailgate from ever daring you to do anything ,, bans you from having your coffee ,, and bans cyclonus for ever kicking down a door like that ever again because it was so unnecessary

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queen-of-scissors · 2 years

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Re-Creation of Tevat

Part 2 of this:

You click download one more time, oh it worked! The update is also downloaded! Time to play some genshin! What could go wrong? :D

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As you log into your account once again, you were exited! A New boss and a New story quest?! This is gonna be fun binge playing it the whole night!!

But as soon as you log in, your characters in the screen seemed a bit diffrent.

Some of them are not using their voice lines anymore! And the usually smiley characters seem to lack emotion!

"Hmm is this an another bug? Maybe i need to re-install again-"

And just like that you Heard your mains idle voiceline, guess it wasn't broken afterall!

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Some playable characters were scared, of you and what you can do if they were to make you upset.

What if you got bored of playing everyday? What if you get bored of them and decide to delete them and only them?

They won't be remembered. No one will honour their death. They will be gone in an instant, and forever.

Npcs however, theyre not sentient, therefore they dont remember anything.

But they are worried about others. İs that a vision holder thing? Why are most of them upset?

Yoimiya's father tries to cheer her up by giving her a special order by him, but she wasnt feeling up to it at these days. Give her a few days, she will catch up with her work soon, profably.

Qiqi didn't remember anything but she felt scared when she was at the dark, she needs to hold Baizu's hand while sleeping now.

Nilou stoped doing dances on your name, in fear that she might do or say something wrong and she might be deleted. Her menager is worried about her, as she was starting to get popular with those dances in particular, why sudden fear for wrath from you?

Knights of favonious now have a Church day to give offerings to you and barbatos, so that you will feel more at esse and less angry.

Speaking of gods..

Venti is dissapointed in you. How dare you kill those innocent people? Even though no one seems to remember you still had no right doing that!

Ei is scared. She swore on eternity, the unchanging and unwielding truth, but didn't knew it would be so easily destroyer in your hands. She doesn't want to live through something like that ever again. She has to be stronger. Than maybe, maybe you will at least be willing to listen to her.

Zhongli's wiew of you didn't change. He knew you were strong and can delete everything with a click of a finger. He was more concerned on why? Did something happen in your world? İs it something they did? He will make sure to ask when you visit Tevat personally.

Nahida is a baby god. She feels betrayed. She always thought of you as the only truth in this world of lies. The world that doesnt even exist in people thought it is. Why would you?! She tought you loved this world? What changed? Why did you downloaded it again now? Why are you playing with their feelings?

(maybe i might update when New gods are present)

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(you came to tevat and explained)

Venti feels SO MAD AT HİMSELF HE JUMPED İNTO CONCLUSİONS AND SPEAKED BLASPHEMY OF YOU OH DEAR-

Nahida feels a bit better, still traumatised but better. İf you didnt do that than you wouldnt ve able to come to this world. So she forgives you!(just not forgets, checks the codes so it doesnt happen again)

Ei still feels the same. She felt your power. Experianced it firsthand. She will be strong enough to get recocnision from you. To be worthy of your Side.

Zhongli feels relived, he tought something bad happened to you so, he is happy that you're ok. -Also tells you to feel free to tell them change anything you might find boring just in case-

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Nahida: creator what is this... Homework folder?

Creator: NO DONT OPEN THAT-

#genshin sagau #sagau #sagau brainrot #sagau x reader #self aware genshin #genshin x you #genshin isekai #genshin impact venti #genshin zhongli #genshin ei #genshin baal #genshin impact sagau #sagau cult au #genshin nahida #nahida

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catgirlbarbie · 7 months

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!!! icky daydream i had but imagine <3 distant cousin chigiri hyoma♡ you and he were childhood best friends until he moved away, only for him to come back to your hometown years later, much older and different looking <3 you wouldnt with your cousin, right?

[notes/cw: none besides the obvious stepcest :3 ]

˗ˏˋ♡´ˎ˗ Your mother and his were sisters in law, having not met until quite a few years ago, however their friendship would show them to seem closer, as though theyve been sisters growing up together since children. since theyer so close, they spend time together more often than not, and so you spend time with your cousin more often than not...

˗ˏˋ♡´ˎ˗ You and Chigiri Hyoma have been friends since you were toddlers. you and he were conjoined at the hips, running up and down the streets you two lived on, playing football and always losing to him. his speed and quick wit on the field was something you could never live up to, not that you wanted to live up to him, simply that you wished he went easier on you. losing wasnt something you enjoyed, but seeing the overwhelming happiness and excitement on chigiris face was always worth the losses.

the two of you grew up together, were close cousins and best friends, you did everything with him. so, at the age of 11, when Chigiri and his family had to leave for Japan, you wished him good luck with tears streaming down your face, struggling not to sob in front of him and your family. the two of you hugged, swore you would keep in touch, and finally left each others side.

you wanted to keep in touch, you really did, but weeks turned to months, and suddenly it had been a year since you last contacted your beloved favorite cousin. chigiri didnt leave your mind, however other things began to take your interest more, you filled the gap he left with friends and hobbies, leaving football behind for dancing and art classes. highschool came and went, you were growing and moving on with your life, only occasionally thinking about how chigiri must be doing all the way across the world.

˗ˏˋ♡´ˎ˗ You were 22 when you got the news. it had stopped your heart when your mother told you, you simply couldnt believe it, was he really coming back? your mother had gotten the news that morning, receiving a call from her sister in law that their family was coming back to your home for a visit. you hadnt been given any other information, and so you waited for him.

it was only a few days later, you were still waiting, and after a long walk back home all you wanted to do was shower and possibly nap. that was your plan until you saw the unknown cars parked in your driveway, and you knew what that meant. finally, chigiri was home. your previous lethargy was forgotten and replaced with excitement as you walked into your home, the door feeling as if it was opening in slow motion, and you stepped through the passageway. picking up on the voices in the kitchen, you recognized some and two others sounded vaguely familiar. you creeped in, stepping into the kitchen to greet your family and finally, say hi to chigiri again.

˗ˏˋ♡´ˎ˗ "hey y/n, its been a while," that was chigiris voice, but it didnt sound like it. you noted so many differences in his appearance; he was taller now, slim and toned in all the right places, and that thought catches you off guard. its hard to stop however, you notice his eyes and hair the most, how beautiful he looks under the direct lighting. you think about how soft his hair must be, how nice his legs must look, how deep his voice has gotten, and you force yourself to look away from his eyes, lest you find yourself lost in those as well.

chigiri and his mother stayed for dinner, and you excused yourself from the table as soon as you were done. he had been staring at you the whole time, even asking you if you had a partner yet, and you couldnt stop the flush on your cheeks if you tried. you had been so excited to chat with him again, making up for lost time, so why were you so nervous? you couldnt understand why it was hard to talk around him, why his stare made you burn alive. it was all too complicated, and so you escape to your room.

its only an hour later when you receive a knock on your door, yelling at the other person to come in. you see pink hair slide through into your room, and you mentally prepare yourself. your cousin sighs, "why are you avoiding me? i thought... were you not excited to see me again?", he says this with a defeated chuckle. you look at him, his eyes look sad and he has a noticeable frown, and you want to just cry; why does he still look so beautiful? you shift your legs over the side of your bed, standing to make your way towards him. wordlessly, you give him the hug youve been craving for days, full of heart and longing, a rough squeeze that tells chigiri just how much you missed him too.

a kiss to your forehead and his hand rubbing down your back shifts you, makes you gasp, and your cousin holds you tighter against him. he pleads with you, "dont go, its been to long." you dont disagree with him, allowing him to hold you longer. the hug you share is warm, you can feel his body against yours and you cant help but make and mental note. you feel his chest rising and falling after each breath, its sturdy and strong. you feel his hair against your face, soft and feather light. you feel his hands on your waist, theyer solid and secure around you. his breath in your ear is the worst though, his deep heavy breathing being the only sound you hear, and quite frankly your not sure why hes breathing so heavily.

˗ˏˋ♡´ˎ˗ you pull back away from him, just enough to see his face, and you cant help the flush of pink that overtakes you. chigiris eyes look darker and your so close to him, his breath fans across your face as you take him in. "you okay dude?", you ask. at that, chigiri puffs out a laugh, "im.. im perfect." you note the look in his eyes, the smile he sports, as if hes innocent. you know that to be a lie, with the way your cousin turns you both around, pushing you up against the nearest wall, caging you against the wooden surface with just his body.

you stared at each other, too scared to kiss but not scared enough. chigiri leans in, his forehead resting against yours, your noses touching. you latch your hands into his hair, curling the strands of pink through your fingers, and you hear your cousin softly sigh with what sounds like relief, or perhaps contentment. you lean in, finally having had enough of all the tiptoe-ing, and push your lips against his. chigiris lips are softer than you expected, they feel perfectly molded against yours, and you dont stop him from forcing himself closer to you, as though he was trying to crawl in your very skin. his touch on your waist grew tighter, his hands slipping underneath your shirt to grab at your naked skin.

you could feel his tongue invade your mouth, finding yours to tease and suck upon, his touch on your waist increasing tenfold as he finds your braless tits, kneading the fat and pushing and pulling on your nipples. your cousin grew more ruthless as the seconds passed, pushing you harder into the wall, squeezing your chest to make you squeal and squeak, leaving behind lovebites on your neck for all to see. you moan his name by accident when his leg finds your clothed cunt, pushing his thigh against your sensitive mound, and you simply cant stop yourself from pushing your hips down against him, his hard and toned thigh feeling like heaven against your thumping clit.

[sorry for not finishing this !! i dont have any more eloquently enough thoughts for this, so i hope yall like this nanyways <33]

#bllk x reader #bllk smut #chigiri x reader #chigiri smut #tw stepcest

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howlonomy · 2 months

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Here it is:

Alright, the Lore Shit: After killing Zenith Martlet and absorbing Asgore's SOUL, Clover decided to kill literally everyone in the Underground (minus the Ruins since they can't get back there) to make sure that any humans to fall in the future can't be killed by them (their ass was NOT listening to Flowey about how the Barrier works). So the constant release of ambient magic from the killed monsters plus them having Asgore's SOUL started to, slowly but surely, turn them into a Monster (and because of how slow it was, they didn't have any balance issues with the tail). Unknown to them, Asgore's SOUL had been collecting that magic, which is what caused them to change. They don't even realize that they've transformed since, as Sans states, they have distanced themself so much by having a LOVE of 20 that they don't even really seem to be there (also they have not looked in a mirror, no "It's you"s to be seen here)

For some reason I thought of this too, but their theme would either be straight up Enemy Retreating or a remixed All's Fair (which I have decided to call "Is It Fair?")

Stats: Same as always for the same reason, it just makes sense here.

Check: DOUBLE MEANING ALERT! DOUBLE MEANING ALERT! WEEWOO WEEWOO!

Sorry, but yeah. Traitor in the sense of "You killed everyone who cares for me" and "You killed all* the monsters while also being a monster" (a "You have become the very thing you swore to destroy" moment if ever there were). And "Justice" because killing people is never justice (unless it's the death penalty and ruled by a court of law but eh, semantics)

FLAVOR TEXT BECAUSE I HAVE THOUGHT THIS OUT WAY TOO MUCH:

Clover seems hesitant.

Clover can't seem to attack!

Are they... crying?

Because this fight is from the POV of a Pacifist Ending Clover (most likely in between exploring Ceroba's house and meeting up with Martlet on top off UG Apartments, again I have thought this out way too much) that means that nmm!Clover is fighting a human, which they really don't want to do, especially since that human is themself, so they hesitate and sometimes just straight up don't attack (I thought about including Familiarity again, but decided against it just so that I could have new material, it would absolutely fit, though)

Also, fun little fact I guess, but this is a complete inversion of the dt!Clover vs. nm!Clover fight! A murderous monster Clover fighting a pacifistic human Clover, and BOTH don't want to fight this time!

I realize that this may be a bit much considering this IS your au, but I can't help it when my brain starts thinking of this stuff, and it's so cool that I can't NOT draw it and share it.

ANYWAYS now I only have like one idea left. I am so close, but I will probably gain like seven others as soon as it's done, oh well. Enjoy!

WHAAAAATTT ALL OF THIS IS SO FUN???? the concept of slowly turning into the thing you swore to destroy is SOOO EVERYTHING…. and the play on alls fair??!??!? literally insane i am obsessed with it being called is it fair. because its not but i imagine nmm!clover being so distraught about being turned into a creature they hate and having to fight themselves. but its almost like penance for what they did.

AND THE INVERSE IS SO FUNNNN so many interesting new dynamics there; like if this fight took place before the final ceroba fight, clover wouldnt be nearly as close with everyone. sure, theyre angry at nmm!clover but also. they get it. im sure they would understand where they were coming from.

AARUGHHH THIS IS SO FUN I LOVE THIS LITTLE IDEA!!! ITS SO RICH IN CHARACTER AND LITTLE FLAVOR TEXTS

#asked and answered #monster clover au #mcau au #DIES. I LOVE THE LITTLE THINGS…. IT ALWAYS PULLS IT TOGETHER #the theme name. the flavor text. the stats. SIGHS!!!!!!

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bubbles-lounge · 1 year

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YANDERE ALHAITHAM AND YANDERE KAVEH

Situation for the fic: Alhaitham used to date you but turns out that asshole only wanted your status and the knowledge your family contains! At least his roommate is sweet...

It has been years since you dated alhaitham and your over him(still mad he had such guts to use you like that though).

But never did you think Kaveh, his roommate, was an angel!

He helped you out when you were stuck on something, he comforted you when you were upset and he never left you alone or used you! He truly was amazing.

~Current time~

You were heading to Kavehs shared house.... You never really want to see alhaitham again to be honest but hey! It's for kaveh.

Knocking at the door waiting for kaveh to answer... Only to see alhaitham standing there eyes widened.

Why did he have to answer!? AHHHHH ARCHONS DAMN IT!

You smiled awkwardly as alhaitham states at you..

"Why are you here? I told yo-"

"Shut it alhaitham I'm here for kaveh. Now is he here or no? "

Why was he so self centered?!

"Not yet.... You can wait inside I guess.... "

You simply glared at him and walked to the room kaveh said was his.

Honestly you couldn't believe that prick, alhaitham, had the nerve to think after all these years you were still in love with him!?

~all while you were rambling on about alhaitham being an ass(his professtion)~

Alhaitham was pissed.

He didn't know why though but oh dear archons did he want to kill kaveh.

Did you really stoop that low!? Please he woul-.....

Right he ditch you... WHY DID HE CARE SO MUCH AFTER ALL THESE YEARS!?

It's not like you and kaveh are dating... Right?

~back to the wonderful stunning you.~

When is kaveh getting here!?

He bette-

"Hey y/n! "

"Damn about time you showed up! You could have told me you wouldn't be here yet... I was left in the doorway talking to that self-centered prick of a roommate you have! "

"Oh I see.... Sorry. Ill have a chat with him later..."

"Ok whatever let's get on with this. "

As you two get on with the studying you two were doing (study date intended by Kaveh~) You both agreed to get something to eat! But would you look at that Alhaitham just shows up!

"Hey umm kaveh I'm going to get some food ok! " you quickly sped off.

~while you are getting food~

"What's wrong Alhaitham, Jealous~" Alhaitham just glared at Kaveh wanting to wipe that smirk of his face!

"Why would I be? "

"Cause we both know you fell in love with her once you left her~"

Alhaitham grabbed Kavehs collar,

"I swear to the archons abo-"

"ALHAITHAM WHAT THE FVCK ARE YOU DOING TO KAVEH! "

As both their heads shot to you and alhaitham eyes widened as he dropped kaveh, kaveh ran up to you and hugged you Babberling random nonsense into your shoulder(maliputive bitch😃).

"Hey kaveh it's ok! What the hell is wrong with you Alhaitham! "

You quickly grabbed Kavehs hand as you comforted him and walk off...

~With out proffetional asshole(Alhaitham)~

That fvcker Kaveh!

How could she not see how he was Mulipulating her!

That's why I should protect her, I'm the only one who won't use her... At least any more....

I'll have a chat with Kaveh!

~Time skip brought to you by your author being lazy as fvck~

You had to eventually leave as it was getting rather late. As you headed out of the door you swore you could see Alhaitham staring at you but it wasn't in hatred or annoyance.. No it wasn't...you just rubbed it off though probably your imagination.

You headed home your roommate cyno greets you.

"Hey y/n!"

You simply waved back with a simple as something came to you mind...

you forget your notes at Kavehs house!

You quickly tell cyno as you run over to Kavehs house.

Walking to the front door you heard arguing... Of course you wouldnt usually do this but you were curious... So you stood there and listened to Kavehs and Alhaitham...argument

~With Kaveh and Alhaitham~

Noww Alhaitham why so mad~? Upset that I'm so close to being able to date y/n~?

KAVEH SHUT UP THEY HAVE HIGHER STANDARDS THEN THAT! THEY WOULD RATHER DARE ME!

Even after you used them~? I'm sorry Alhaitham but I win~. They. Are. Mine.

NOT IF I KILL YOU FIRST KAVEH!

Alhaitham grabbed a knife (from fvck knows where) as he pointed it at Kaveh.

Oh so your not kidding? Ok then let's go....

~With the beautiful stunning you~

What!?

They were fvcking crazy!

You cared for Kaveh though.... Alhaitham was an asshole but he doesn't deserve this!

(He does for doing that to such a beauty but for plot reasons your extremely kind)

You decided to.....

Thank you for reading this!

I shall be making 4 maybe 5 endings!

There are:

1 you decide to save Kaveh and you end up with him

2 you save alhaitham and end up with him

3 you don't see them as they are both crazy and run away parking up and running but a special yandere takes you and claims you as their own.

4 is same as 3 but no special yandere getting to you and claiming you.

Possible 5 is that you save Kaveh but they end up sharing you.

What ending first?

Sorry if it seems short❤

(My cat keeps biting meeeee🥲)

Have a wonderful day/night

Remember your fvcking wonderful and stunning<33

@mis-disaster @wite-sno-flik @pocarinapyon @moonlilliesinthegarden @mizukiimorse for the support<33

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nope-i-dont-think-i-will · 2 years

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"Kisses. Now. "

Morisuke Yaku x Gn! Reader.

Established relationship, clingy! Yaku

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Morisuke Yaku always thought he was the type to never get desperate, never resort to straight up begging for affection.

That was until he met you.

You were stunning, you had that inflection to your voice that made his head spin, a smile that he swore rivaled the sun, and fluffy hair that made him want to run his hands through it. You were exactly his type, no matter if you were/were not his type before he had layed eyes and ears on you.

Morisuke was a blushing mess when he asked you out, bowing and handing you a little note that he may or may not have forced both Lev and Kenma to read over multiple times before he had ever even dared to give it to you.

And now he had you, he had that love and affection he didnt know he needed. You would always curl up with him when you both needed it, you would kiss him on the cheek before he went onto the court for games, always grinning and cheering for him at every single game: even managing to convince the coach to let you go to the training camps with him. (Not that it was hard, because it was so clear that he was both better and nicer with you there. ) He began to grow used to the amount of love you gave him.

So when you had fallen sick, and avoided him for two whole weeks, he had gotten a bit antsy and upset. He already missed your affection and it had only been two weeks. He had tried to convince you a few times to let him come over and take care of you, but you said no and he wanted to respect your boundaries.

But now you were back, and he wanted his affection.

"Babe. " he poked you on the cheek with a half smile, you were sitting with him on the sidelines of a meeting Kuroo had called to basically "berate" Lev into actually paying attention.

"Yeah?" You tilted your head in the most adorable way he had ever seen.

"Kisses. Now. " he poked you again as you laughed.

"Its only been two weeks. " you giggled, and he felt his face heat up a little.

"Two weeks too long. Kisses. Now. " he pouted, and you moved forward to kiss his nose.

"Okay. Any more requests prince charming?" You smirked, chuckling at his neediness.

He wouldnt be like this for anyone else, but for you.. he was willing to be a little clingy bastard.

"Yes. Hold me. Cuddle with me. Kiss me some more, I havent gotten enough. I have a ton of requests baby. " he smirked back with a little bit of a chuckle of his own.

"Geez, well arent you a charmer?" You pressed another kiss to his face, his cheek. He was kind of grateful you both were hidden behind the taller players on the team.

"Nope. But you love me anyway. " he grinned.

"..that I do. " you nodded, taking initiative to hug yourself to him, he gratefully wrapped his arm around you, your head laying on his shoulder.

"I love you too baby. " he muttered, kissing your forehead from where it layed on his shoulder.

Throughout the entire meeting he occasionally took initiative to take more affection, cling to you a little more, hug you a little closer.

He could admit it now, even though he thought he never would.

He was clingy.

But only for you.

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#haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcannons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #hq drabbles #hq hcs #aesthetic #yaku morisuke #morisuke yaku x reader #yaku x reader #yaku x you #yaku x y/n #yaku #yaku haikyuu #haikyuu yaku morisuke

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droolio · 20 days

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I promised myself i wouldnt fall in love

I didnt want to, i couldnt

But you were sitting criss-cross there on the carpet in your living room, opening early birthday gifts and you looked so beautiful and i swore i was dreaming but i think that was the first time i had been awake in a long time

I promised myself i wouldnt go through the terrors of having a piece of my heart walking out in the world again

But you were walking along the dirt path amongst the redwoods during our spring trip and i love redwoods and there you are and you turned around to look at me and you looked like what id dreamed of and the look on your face whispered to me that you could love me

And i do love you

I do love you so

And ive never known any kind of peace but i swear when im lying with you, your fingers were tracing so gently over my arm and my back and i swear that i had felt it then

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bridgyrose · 1 year

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Ruby loses an eye, Blake comforts her and supports her as she relearns how to do stuff.

Ruby winced as she bumped her right arm into the couch again while trying to sit down. “I dont get how Weiss can do this!”

“She did have a few years to get used to using only one eye,” Blake said as she helped Ruby around the couch. “Give it time and you’ll be back to yourself.”

“You say that, but we both know this is going to be an adjustment for all of us.” Ruby sat down and adjusted her eye patch, pulling her hand back when she felt the metal plate around her eye socket. Her heart started to pound in her chest as she took a deep breath to calm herself, reminding herself that Cinder wasnt there. “You saw what happened when I tried to renew my license, I could barely take a beowolf on my own. What makes me think I can be a huntress?”

Blake gently took Ruby’s hand and squeezed. “Because you’re a talented huntress. Losing your eye is just a set back, not something that’s going to keep you from doing what you love.”

“I… I wish I could feel that way…”

“Do you trust me?”

Ruby felt her heart stop for a moment as she listened to Blake, her body freezing and her breath hitching when she remembered those were the same words she had said to Blake when she went on her own to stop Cinder and lost her eye. “I-I trust you-”

“Then relax and let me be here for you. Rushing through this will only get you hurt.”

“And what happens when I’m not out there?” Ruby asked as her fingers tightly gripped her skirt. “What happens when I cant be out there to help others? You, Yang, Weiss, Jaune… I trust you all, but… what happens when I’m not there to back you up and you get hurt? That’s how its always been, hasnt it? I’ve always had your back on missions, always there to take care of any grimm that you dont see or come from behind.”

“Then we’ll be careful,” Blake answered. “I’m not saying it’ll be easy, but right now, all you can do is learn how to live with your missing eye. And I’ll be by your side no matter what.”

“Yeah, but… its… its not the same.”

“Then maybe we can get some help.”

Ruby sighed. “I’m tired of going to doctors.”

“What about a friend?”

Ruby hesitated for a moment as she tried to think of who Blake would be suggesting. “And who would you be suggesting?”

“I’m sure Pietro wouldnt mind helping you out.”

“No!” Ruby instinctively went to touch her eye, freezing as she felt the metal plate once more. “I dont… I-I cant….” Her fingers shook as she spoke, the burn scars under the metal plate burning as she swore she felt Cinder’s hand pressed against her eye again, the pain of fire rushing into her eye. She felt Blake squeeze her hand again as she tried to relax. “I-I dont want anyone else touching my eye.”

“Then we wont.”

Ruby looked at Blake and paused when she felt her hand gently touch her cheek. “But you-”

“I dont want to make you feel like you have to rush this. If you dont want to talk to Pietro, then I’ll be by your side and help you get used to this. The rest of us will make sure to take missions that you dont have to worry about us and we can help you relearn everything you need. Will that be okay?”

Ruby nodded and leaned into Blake’s touch, her body shaking at the idea of running into Cinder again. “And if… if we run into trouble?”

“We have Jaune and his team as back up. But I promise, nothing bad will happen, alright? This will be just you, me, our team, and helping you learn how to be a huntress again.”

“Right…” Ruby looked away with a small smile. “I trust you.”

“The world will always be here for you to help and save. You can rest for a little bit.”

Ruby nodded and looked at her reflection, hating the way the scarred skin poked out from under the metal plate. Though, she still couldnt help but smile as she stayed close to Blake, her fears slowly started to melt away, feeling safe with her touch as a spark of silver ran across her good eye, fading away just as quick.

#rwby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #blake belladonna #drabbles #rwby ladybug #ladybug #hurt/comfort #hurt/comfort drabbles

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arabellanyc · 4 months

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“Icarus and his star”

the icarus you know

the icarus you knew

the icarus who has fallen

the one who is an icarus anew

has loved a star that is brighter than usual

but a star that shines just like every other star

nothing new

but a star can blind you when it gets too close

when YOU get too close

but icarus didnt mind

because you wouldnt know how blind you are

until the light's suddenly off

The star had fallen

Much like icarus himself

But he has fallen gracefully and at will

Unlike icarus who was ripped of his wings and had fallen ill

But together they stayed

And together they grew

Icarus and his star had started anew

But what icarus didn't know

Or rather, what he decided to ignore

Was that the sun was a star

And a star has to prioritize light over love

It happened once when his sun chose to shine, still

Even though it knew that it would melt off icarus's wings

And it happened again with his star

As his star starts to lose his light

"I have to go home and see to it that my light doesn't go off"

The star said as he prepares himself

"You're leaving me" icarus said

Blinded by his needs and his selfishness

"It's not like that my love. I would never want to lose you but I cannot lose myself for you" the star had said through his tears

He saw icarus was not hearing him

Was not understnding him

So he did what he swore not to do

He broke his own heart and left only with half of a whole

That was the last that icarus heard of his star

Now he wears his heart in his sleeves and his stars heart around his neck

And now the icarus you know

the icarus you knew

the icarus who has fallen

the one who is an icarus anew

has loved a star that is brighter than usual

And loves him still, but on a brighter point of view

—icarus fray, 2018

#jacob elordi #rosé #moodboard #couple #film #poem #poetry #felix catton #jacob #blackpink #blackpink rosé #icarus #greek mythology #greek tumblr #story

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rphelperblog · 1 year

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House of the Dragons Quote Rp Meme : Part one

inspired by @multistoty @ofvalyriansteel @westerosiqueens @wcrriorhearts

The gods have yet to make a man who lacks the patience for absolute power. "

We have always been meant to burn together."

What is this brief, mortal life, if not the pursuit of legacy?"

The road ahead is uncertain, but the end is clear."

The gods give just as the gods take away."

You cannot live your life in fear, or you will forsake the best parts of it. "

When I’m Queen, I will create a new order."

A marriage is a duty, yes. But that doesn’t stop us from doing what we want. From f***ing who we want.

I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone.“

In what way, sweet boy?“

I’m the queen of the realm. And you are all traitors.”

“When I’m queen, I will create a new order.”

“Without them, We’re just like everyone else.”

“For men marriage might be a political arrangement. For women it is like to be a death sentence.”

I hope for my father that he gets a son. As long as I can recall, it’s all he’s wanted.“

We perform our duty to our fathers and to the realm. And when it's done each of us dines as we see fit.”

Many that are tested only wish to have been spared it."

Meat without wine is also a sin."

Do not allow your temper to guide your judgement. "

Dreams didn’t make us kings. Dragons did."

"How many more must die to slake your thirst for vengeance?

”Reluctance to kill isn’t the same as weakness.”

“To have every young knight and lord fawning over you… What misery.”

You may do as you wish, husband... when I am cold in my grave.“

We must not rule with cruelty and callousness. “

You imbecile.“

I? What have I done but what was expected of me?“

Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? It’s trampled under your pretty foot again“

Forever upholding the kingdom, the family, the law. While you flout all to do all as you please.

“When I wish to talk to him, I know I must make the effort.”

I wouldnt know what to say.”“

You have an easy way about you, your grace.”

“I never jest about cake.”

Fire is such strange power.”

“I will never be a son.”

“Our city should be safe for all its people.”

Yet it has cost us both what we loved.“

You know my oath reaches beyond our personal ambitions”

“What mother wouldn’t”

“All anyone sees when they look at me now- the queen.”

“Sjhe swore her innocence and I believed her.”

A good queen offers to bring comfort to her subjects.”

I wanted whatever you impressed on me to want.”

We are both mothers and we love our children.”

I saw him last night.”

One day, you will be our king.”

“My dearest love.”In the end, honor and decency will previal.”

“I find I have few friends there.”

“No but he will be partial to me.”

“She will move to cut off any obstacle for her succession.”

We must defend our own.”

“No one to take my side.”“

You are wiser than I believed you to be.”

“Rather a piece to be moved about the board.”

“Mine own father doesn’t know the language of words. to not.”

And bastards are monsters by nature.”

We do not rule but we may guide the men that do.“

How sweetly the fox speaks when it’s been cornered by the hounds.“

“That is my castle you’re living in, uncle.”

“To be restored as heir, you’ll need to kill me. So do it.”

“Mother would have understood this, just as I do.”

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triedntrueluckheart · 4 months

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//so i dont feel like pullin up the generator. ill just type it out instead

alr luckheart lore time

(tws for: domestic abuse)

also this is very long so

his mom (a rose) worked at the steamworks and his dad (a hydrangea) worked in the mines. both very rich people, a lot of money. they married and had him (his name at the time being mary) and his brother, sunshine (a sunflower)

something luckheart always wanted to do was be a hero of sorts - like a sheriff (important later)

however due to illness his father passed away when he was young and still liked to wear dresses. his mother grieved deeply for around a year and a half before beginning to date one of her old work friends (he is a tree) and his name is tom

tom was nice and luckheart liked him until he officially moved in and introduced HIS kids, maria (an acorn) and seth (a leaf). after that tom began treating him and sunshine like absolute dogshit - yelling, hitting walls, blaming them for everything, and essentially forced them to mature way faster than they needed

sunny didnt do very well though, as he had both adhd and autism, so yeah

tom would always tell these kids they were assholes, the scum of monsterkind, and that they would never amount to anything good.

luckheart put up with this very begrudgingly until he was about 16 and decided he didnt want to be mary, but instead wanted to be julian

and his stepdad did not like that. he told him that all he ever did was try to get attention from everyone, and that his only changes were temporary and never good anyway (this is important i swear)

so luckheart left in pure rage and swore that he would make himself a life that didnt rely on his asshole stepfather.

so he immediately went from having an allowance and access to many things to having nothing. and not even his mother. he knew she wouldnt be able to stand falling out of love again, so he let her be with tom.

before he left for good, mom and sunshine came to say their goodbyes. it was very emotional and luckheart promised he'd come back for sunny one day

that day hasnt come yet though since he couldnt find an employer and has had to steal things to sell and survive

he wishes he couldve kept his promise but cant

his mom still sends letters, but he cant bring himself to respond to her. maybe one day he could

and he still wants to see his brother too. he misses his lil sunshine. his best friend... its been 4 years and he knows he cant bring himself back to the house but he also needs a way to see them again

and he hates that he's become exactly what tom said he'd be. nothing good.

this is also why hes so out of it and hungry for positive attention. tom never showed any sort of care for him, and he was always told not to " annoy " her

this is also also why he allows a ton of interaction, he didnt really get a ton of it at his house

#luckheart #undertale yellow oc #lore time #muahahaha feel bad for this mf #note im projecting a bit here but im being really mean when i say his stepdads ab/sive #meanwhile mine is just kind of an asshole sometimes #anyways

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tempestuous-tempest · 11 months

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DedSec Party Scenario Headcanons:

Because I decided to start playing WD2 again and need to start posting more.

Hawt Sauce (Josh):

Originally didnt want to go. He already had an idea of how this was gonna go. He likes hanging out with the gang, but sometimes they can be a little too obnoxiously loud. It took quite some convincing to get him to go. He mostly kept to himself, interacting only a little with the others. Regardless he did enjoy it. Until it was time for the illegal fireworks that no one told him about.

Sitara:

Sitara loved the idea. Thinking it would be great for the gang to hang out together again. She was the first to get shit-faced. She did help with the cleaning up afterwards though. She wouldnt let anyone feel alone, talking to everyone and setting up the others to talk to each other. Turned on music and started dancing and getting the others to dance too.

Horatio:

He was unsure if he wanted to go or not. Decided he had nothing better to do and went. Swore he didnt steal all the chips and salsa but was caught eating one of the party sized bag of chips while talking to Marcus. To make up for it, he helped with cleaning up after the party. Controlled the music.

Retr0 (Marcus):

He obviously showed up with no issues. He brought the booze. He really enjoyed hanging out with the others in DedSec. Shotgun a couple of beers. Helped set up the fireworks. Spray painted a middle finger on the next door neighbor's house with Wrench. Fell asleep on the couch after getting completely shit-faced which resulted in some crude and humorous marker doodles on his face.

Wrench (Reggie):

First to show up. The one who brought the illegal fireworks. Was the one who hyped Marcus into shotgunning beers. Got smashed beyond comprehension, almost broke a table while dancing on it, lots of random incoherent "flirting". Took lots of photos, including one next to passed out Marcus, and posted them all over his social media pages. Managed to lock himself in a closet where he passed out. No one could find him until 10 in the morning.

Bonus: (My Own WD2 Character Because I Can)

Fyrel!te (Edward):

Only went because he didnt want to upset anyone. Said he wasnt going to drink but Wrench convinced him to have a shotgunning contest with Marcus. Started yelling random insults and phrases in spanish. Kept opening the fridge and blankly stare at its contents as if he was looking for something only to shut it and then repeat the process for 5 minutes. At one point he tripped and faceplanted onto the floor. He later would wake up in the bathroom with the biggest hangover he's ever had paired with a painful migraine.

#video games #dedsec #wd2 #watch dogs 2 #wrench wd2 #wrench watch dogs #marcus holloway #horatio #sitara dhawan #josh sauchak #watch dogs oc #headcannons #scenario

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silverstonesainz-archive · 1 year

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🫧 firsts with lewis oh my god i need this please dani i’m gonna die

firsts with mr hamilton lets go:

date: first date would be snowboarding. he'd take you up to the mountains, somewhere private so y'all wouldnt be bothered by fans. he wanted to be sure that you both had the opportunity to really get to know each other without his career being shoved in your face everywhere you guys went. and don't worry about not knowing how because lewis was there to teach you. and after hours of falling into the snow, he took you to a little diner and you both talked over cups of hot cocoa.

kiss: post race, you weren't really thinking. you were standing in the garage and he finally walked in after getting weighed. he made a beeline for you and your first thought is to kiss him. so while he was leaning in to give you a hug, you leaned in and placed a peck on his lips. you were embarrassed for all of three seconds before he cracked into a smile and kissed you again.

time ;): after a romantic candlelit dinner he cooked for you. you were having a glass of wine, talking about the future. he inched forward, and then you inched forward, and suddenly you were kissing. and then you were doing more than kissing.

fight: it was over the phone, as sad at it is. you both were at an odds, not coming to a compromise and were both getting really frustrated. lewis was generally a soft spoken man, but he yelled that day. some unkind words were exchanged on both ends before you hang up and ignore his calls. after a couple days of space, he finally flew over to you and you were both able to talk it out over pancakes and coffee. "i'm sorry love, i won't raise my voice at you ever again." and he didnt.

saying 'i love you': he was nervous. lewis wasn't nervous often but he was now. he had just spent the night celebrating you, watching as you were awarded for your exemplary work. he saw the way you glowed as you were congratulated, was in awe to hear you speak about something you're so passionate about. he was in love, and he needed to say it. so as he pulled up to his complex, before he let you out of the car, he cups your cheek and smiles. "i just wanna say i'm so proud of you... and that i love you, so much."

meeting his family: they loved you in an instant. you didn't have time to feel any nerves really, considering you weren't expecting to meet them at that specific race. you swore lewis said they'd be going to the next one but there they were. but you grew close to lewis's father instantly, and you were famously known as anthony's sidekick.

meeting your family: lewis was not nervous at all. technically, he met most of your family over facetime, but he was meeting them for the first time over his summer break. he flew your parents out to the bahamas, where you were able to indulge in the fun. and unbeknownst to you, he had been talking to them for months now, planning a special surprised that involved one large diamond ring.

#d's 2k sleepover!#lewis hamilton #lh44 hc #the firsts collection

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