#and i think that’s something we’d all like to do 😌

[f1byjessie]

A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS ━━ LN4.

sometimes the right words are hard to come across, and sometimes everything you need to say can be captured in an image.

( lando norris x photographer!reader )

━━ part nine.

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mclaren As we get closer and closer to the start of the 2024 season, we thought we’d take the time to introduce new fans to the team that works behind the scenes! Starting us off, we have Y/N L/N, our personal paddock photographer! Y/N has been here with us at McLaren since 2019, and is the genius mind behind many of the photos we’ve posted throughout the years. She’s an important part of our community and helps tremendously in not only capturing our drivers in action, but also in getting the other behind the scenes members of our team the recognition they deserve. We’re glad to have her back here with us in Bahrain, and we can’t wait to see what beautiful concoctions she comes up with this year! 🧡

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user if there is 100 y/n fans, i am one of them. if there is one y/n fan, it is me. if there are no y/n fans, i have died.

user love love LOVE that mclaren takes the time to recognize the hard work of everyone who supports the drivers

↳ user i feel like f1 promotes the racers, team principals, and pit crew so much and forgets about everyone else that makes sure these teams are able to function so seamlessly

user CAN WE GET A MEET THE ADMIN POST TOO??? 👀👀👀

user i bumped into y/n back in silverstone 2021, like literally bumped into her, and she was so sweet!!

user she’s my photography inspo 🤩

user her dedication to the mclaren team is so apparent when you think about the fact that she DOESN’T get the same recognition as the drivers, but she has chosen to work for them for what will be 6 years as of this season. she could have easily move to a different formula 1 team or even another sport entirely, but she still comes back and that’s a dedicated artist

↳ user the fact that she did a little stint over at manchester city fc and STILL chose to come back to mclaren even tho i imagine f1 has a much harsher and stricter schedule with the intercontinental travel than football does

user this is who we have to thank for all those beautiful shots of lando??? cuz if so, bless her omg 🙏🙏🙏

user in this household we appreciate the crew that works tirelessly to keep us entertained

user so tired of seeing ppl disregard her skill as a photographer just bc of who she’s dating

↳ user OMG SAME

yourusername glad to be here, can’t wait to travel the world with these amazing people 🧡

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oscarpiastri so glad you’ve gotten over your temporary obsession with blue 😁

↳ yourusername so glad you haven’t lost your ability to get on my last nerve 😁

↳ oscarpiastri so glad you’re still insufferable even on your best days 😁

↳ yourusername now that’s a comeback i can be proud of 🥹

user MISSED THESE LADS OH MY DAYS

user ONE DAY UNTIL TESTING GUYS

user oscar looking fine asf these days 😩 that winter break treated him well

mclaren The boys are back in town!

↳ yourusername dare i say my milkshake brought them to the yard?

↳ mclaren It certainly called us 😍

↳ yourusername you flatter me mclaren admin 😌

↳ mclaren Only the best for our best 😘

user that’s some pretty intense eye contact from lando in the last image…

↳ user he ain’t even looking at the camera

↳ user nah bruv is def looking at y/n 👀👀

↳ user I NEED THEM TO GET OVER WHATEVER HAPPENED AND GO BACK TO BEING FRIENDS CUZ I MISS THE BANTER IN THE COMMENTS

↳ user i think we should probably respect their privacy and understand that something happened (presumably in the off season) that we weren’t privy to. so long as they can both maintain professionalism around one another, they don’t have to do or “get over” anything. does it suck to see two very close friends no longer get along in the way they used to? absolutely. but we don’t know what happened or if anything even did happen. in the event that something did, we don’t know who’s involved or who, if anyone, is at fault. they’re both justified in choosing to end a friendship due to a falling out, or even if they just grew distant. but even as i say all of this, it’s still speculation.

↳ user we don’t actually know if they aren’t friends any longer or if they’ve just moved their friendship off of online platforms. it should be noted that y/n is very publicly dating someone, and idk about you, but i know firsthand how delusional fans can be. her bf’s fans could easily attack her over banter with another man, and lando’s fans could just as easily start reading into that same banter which runs the very real possibility of putting all three of them in an awkward situation where y/n is being shipped with a man that ISN’T her bf.

↳ user what about the banter she has with the mclaren admin? 🤔

↳ user context is super important here. the flirting between y/n and the mclaren admin is very obviously fake. it has been from the beginning, and when ppl “ship” the two of them together it’s for the bit and to play along with their fake bromance. lando and y/n have both been legitimately shipped together since they both started working with mclaren, which changes the undertone of the shipping comments bc ppl often genuinely misconstrue their banter as REAL flirting.

user why do comment sections related to y/n always turn into debate sessions

↳ user REAL like ain’t no way i’m reading all that

user oscar’s hair sticking up in every picture is my roman empire

user I’VE BEEN MISSING THE ORANGE I’M SO GLAD IT’S BACK 🧡🧡🧡

user wait i didn’t even realize until now that this is the first post in like a month that’s actually had public comments turned on

↳ user probably bc her bf’s loser fans have finally stopped harassing her

jackgrealish must be nice having all that sun 😒

↳ yourusername it really is, bet you’re jealous

Testing goes fine, until it doesn’t.

“A drain cover?” Lando’s voice echoes across the garage. “Another fucking drain cover?”

You purse your lips.

Yesterday, he’d been upset on Oscar’s behalf when they’d cancelled the remainder of the morning session after only a couple hours to solve the problem of the track’s dislodged pieces. He’d complained and cussed out the incompetence, and then reassured Oscar that things would be better for the third day.

But the third day is here now, and he’s even more upset now being told to pit after a measly thirty minutes for the same issue.

“This is the second fucking time━” he cuts himself off with an angry huff and runs his hands roughly through the curls of his hair, letting his fingers catch on the tangles and yanking through them in his frustration. Sweat glistens on his furrowed brow. His cheeks are still flushed from the heat of the car.

It’s the most emotion you’ve seen from him since you’ve come back.

The time you’ve already spent in Bahrain has been stilted at best. Lando continues to stick with his attempts at avoiding you, but it’s harder to do so here when your hotel rooms are on the same floor and you’re limited to the confines of the garage for most of the day. Even when he isn’t in the car, there’s not a lot to do wandering around the paddock and even if there was they’ve encouraged him to stay where he can easily be reached.

You’re trying not to be smug about it, but every time you glance over your shoulder and catch him watching you━ catch him quickly looking away when your eyes meet and he realizes he’s been caught━ you feel pleased.

If there’s one thing you’ve learned about Lando, it’s that he’s always got a limit.

If you wait long enough, stand your ground and prove that you really have no intentions whatsoever of giving in and breaking the ice between the two of you, eventually he’ll cave. When he realizes he won’t get what he wants, that he’ll have to actually put in the effort to repair what he’s broken rather than having it magically fix itself, he’ll have no other choice but to do so.

“They might not cancel the session,” Oscar chimes in, attempting to placate his aggravated teammate. “Since they already had to yesterday, I doubt they’ll do it again today.”

Unfortunately, that doesn’t actually calm Lando down at all. If anything, it just reminds him again of the fact that this is the second time this same complication has happened which has him huffing angrily again and running his hands through his tangled curls even rougher.

You wince at that.

Andrea, McLaren’s team principal, steps forward. “Take a breath,” he orders, resting a heavy hand on Lando’s shoulder. “Go walk a lap around the garage or something, whatever, but I need you to calm down.”

You’re prepared for that to be the end of it, but then Andrea looks over and catches your eye. “Y/N,” he says, nodding his head towards Lando. “You go with him. Keep him out of trouble.”

Well.

You like to think you do a much better job at keeping your emotions off of your face than Lando, which isn’t hard when his features scrunch up into a pained scowl at Andrea’s words, but you can feel the pinch of your own eyebrows furrowing and the smile you send towards the team principal probably looks more like a grimace if Oscar pursed lips in your peripherals is anything to go by.

Lando storms out and you follow reluctantly after him.

He can’t really go very far, not if he wants to be within a reasonable distance when━ if━ they call him back to continue the morning testing session. So he paces back and forth and back and forth just outside the garage’s exit out into the paddock.

Your phone tells you that ten minutes pass like this. It’s the longest you’ve been alone with him in a while and his distraction lets you focus on the finer details that you’ve missed when he’s going out of his way to avoid you.

There are deep, dark, bruise-like circles that hang heavily beneath his eyes. His skin is sun-kissed and tanned from his time out catching rays during his travels, but there’s a pale pallor beneath the added color that makes him look sick. Despite his current anger and the tension coiled in his muscles just waiting to lash out and strike, his shoulders seem to droop beneath the invisible weight of whatever he’s carrying with him.

He looks small.

Lando’s always been on the shorter side, but he’s never before looked small. Not like this. Never like this.

The longer you watch, the more the back and forth pacing starts to transform into the anxious stride of a cornered animal.

You aren’t arrogant enough to assume he’s like this because of you entirely, but it does occur to you that maybe he’s having just as rough of a time as you are with the newfound distance between yourselves.

You watch him silently, for a little while longer, observing the way his stride hitches every few steps and he just barely manages to stop himself from stumbling over his own feet. He’s still running his hands through his hair. By the seventh time he practically claws his fingers through his curls you heave a sigh.

“Quit that,” you snap.

“Quit what?” He fires back with just as much bite.

You roll your eyes. “You’re gonna rip your hair out if you keep pulling on it like that.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” he stops in his tracks and turns on his heel to face you with a sneer. His words drip with sarcasm. “I forgot you must be used to Grealish now, right? And I bet he’s got at least a ten-step hair care routine. I wonder, does he use unicorn sweat and essence of rainbow to keep it that smooth and bright? There’s no other possible way!”

“You’re being an asshole, Lando.”

“My sincerest apologies,” he says. “How could I ever think Grealish would use unicorn sweat of all things? He uses pixies tears, my mistake.”

You’re not sure how a few words managed to turn into this━ you’d just wanted him to stop pulling at his hair. It looked painful and he’s always been a bit tender headed. Now, instead, you can feel the anger bubbling up inside you and it seems like Lando’s frustrations about the testing delay, and your friendship with Jack apparently, have made things worse.

Like throwing gasoline onto a flame.

You scowl, “Seriously. You’re being a fucking prick.”

He throws his arms up into the air, “Why not just run off to Grealish then? Since he seems to be your new best friend and you tell him everything.”

If your life were a movie, this is the moment in time when the stars would align and fate would force everything to position itself perfect in place. Like the pieces of a puzzle, it would all work out and you’d calmly explain to Lando what happened back in January with Garrett and Manchester City, and he’d understand immediately and apologize, and you’d hug it out and then both return to the garage just in time for them to announce the testing session would re-commence.

But your life isn’t a movie, and reality feels significantly different to the scripted perfection of fiction.

The precarious security of the perch you’ve settled yourself upon comes crashing down, and the tentative balance you’ve managed to maintain since the start of February when you were back in papaya again shatters with it. Something inside you snaps. The dam has burst and everything held back comes rushing to the front like a torrential wave.

“At least he was there for me when some prick blackmailed me into a relationship at the threat of my livelihood,” you snarl.

Lando pauses for a moment. He makes a couple different faces before settling on a mix between pissed off and confused, and his arms cross over his chest. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“I didn’t want to be in a relationship with Garrett Ward, Lando!” You exclaim. “He threatened that if I didn’t pretend to be his girlfriend, he’d fake some misconduct rumor and ruin my career and I was too afraid to say no because this is all I have!”

This isn’t how you’d wanted it all to go down. You’d always imagined you’d get the satisfaction of an apology, and that Lando would get drunk on cheap wine with you like old times, and you’d explain what all happened with the confidence of being a little tipsy and you wouldn’t feel ashamed because Lando’s your best friend and he’d reassure you that you did what you had to, and then you’d listen to him shit talk Garrett for the rest of the night. In the morning, he’d have some idea of how to fix it all without ruining your career, and then you’d be able to put it all behind you and go back to how things were before the winter off-season ever started.

This is far from that, but there’s a sense of relief that comes nonetheless from getting it all off your chest to Lando━ to the person you’ve wanted to talk to from the very beginning

You feel tears burning your eyes, blurring your vision. “I can barely pay my rent as is, and I’m only actually living there for a few dumb months out of the year anyway. Do you know how much worse it would be if I got kicked from McLaren too? Nobody else in the country would hire me if he followed through with what he was threatening.”

“Well,” Lando shrugs his shoulders, looking properly chastised. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I fucking tried, you muppet!” You throw your arms up in exasperation and then wipe at your eyes in frustration when the tears start to roll down your cheeks. “I called you every day for a week and you ignored me! I sent you text after text after fucking text━” your voice breaks, “━and you didn’t even read them! Did you know I locked myself in the bathroom and cried every single day I had to work there?”

You glare at him.

“The only thing that made it better was Jack fucking Grealish coming into my office and telling me I could at least go to him if I ever needed anything,” you snap. “So fuck off with this whole holier than thou bullshit. You left me, and Jack took your place because I was drowning!”

“Y/N…”

Crying hadn’t been a part of your plan, but the tears won’t stop now that they’re going. It’s embarrassing. You’re already worried about just how many people heard you shouting, and now you’re even more worried about someone coming back to look for you both and finding you sobbing your eyes out.

“I’m sorry━”

Lando’s arms wrap around you, warm and strong and sure.

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━━ a/n: and there we have it folks. lando is finally back in the picture! this part was a lot of fun to write, because i've been waiting for this moment since the initial fallout in the beginning. on that note, i finished getting it all whipped up this morning while watching the qualis, so if there are any mistakes that i haven't caught that's why. i was a bit distracted, so please pretend they aren't there haha!

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[acourtofquietdreamers]

I’ve seen some discourse lately claiming Elain is jealous of her sisters and she’ll never be close with them or fit in. I personally believe the Archeron sisters have a relationship that is worth mending and I hope to see it grow stronger in Elain’s book. Here’s some lovely quotes showcasing Elain’s love for her sisters 😌

“You should come with me,” Elain went on. “Nesta won’t go, because she says she doesn’t want to risk the sea crossing, but you and I…Oh, we’d have fun, wouldn’t we?”

Elain, to my surprise, had a horse, a satchel of food, and supplies ready when I hurried down the stairs. My father was nowhere in sight. But Elain threw her arms around me, and, holding tightly, said, “I remember—I remember all of it now.”

She nodded, tears in her eyes. “I would have liked to see the continent with you, Feyre.”

She put a hand on Nesta’s knee, the purple of my sister’s gown nearly swallowing up the ivory hand. “Feyre gave and gave—for years. Let us now help her. Help…others.”

Elain sat a little higher as she said to Cassian, “And as for Feyre’s hunting during those years, it was not Nesta’s neglect alone that is to blame. We were scared, and had received no training, and everything had been taken, and we failed her. Both of us.”

“Did you know,” I said over the sound of my sawing, “that one summer, when I was seventeen, Elain bought me some paint? We’d had just enough to spend on extra things, and she bought me and Nesta presents. She didn’t have enough for a full set, but bought me red and blue and yellow.”

Before I could turn back, Elain threw her arms around me. I did not remember when I began to cry as I felt those slender arms hold me, tight as steel.

But I did remember lying down on the bearskin rug once it was done. How I felt Elain’s slim body settle next to mine and curl into my side, careful not to touch the bandaged wound in my shoulder. I had not realized how cold I was until her warmth seeped into me. A moment later, another warm body nestled on my left. Nesta’s scent drifted over me, fire and steel and unbending will.

Elain stepped out of a shadow behind him, and rammed Truth-Teller to the hilt through the back of the king’s neck as she snarled in his ear, “Don’t you touch my sister.”

A gift for Nesta, she’d said. She was looking for a gift for our sister, regardless of whether Nesta deigned to join us tomorrow.

“I asked Nuala to do it in that order,” Elain said as the others gathered round. “Because you’re the foundation, the one who lifts us. You always have been.”

From the edge of my vision, purple and gold flashed—Elain. “You’ll fall ill if you just stand there in the cold,” she tutted to Nesta, smiling broadly. “Come sit with me by the fire.”

“Their dancing was that good; she was that beautiful. And when it ended…I knew she was an artist then. The same way Feyre is. But what Feyre does with paint, that’s what Nesta did with music and dance.”

Elain nodded, folding her hands in her lap. “So I’m very pleased to hear of this Valkyrie business. I’m happy that Nesta finds interest in something again. And might channel all of…that into it.”

“Oh, fuck you,” Nesta snapped, and then choked. Elain blinked. Nesta blinked back, horror lurching through her. And then Elain burst out laughing. Howling, half-sobbing laughs that sent her bending over at the waist, gasping for breath. Nesta just stared, torn between questions and wanting to throw herself into the icy Sidra. “I—I’m so sorry—” Elain held up a hand, wiping her eyes with the other. “You’ve never said such a thing to me!” She laughed again. “I think that’s a good sign, isn’t it?”

A hand slid into Nesta’s, and she found Elain there, shaking and wide-eyed. Nesta squeezed her sister’s fingers. Together, they approached the other side of the bed. And when Elain began praying to the Fae’s foreign gods, to their Mother, Nesta bowed her head, too.

Cassian looked across the bed, to where Elain was holding Feyre’s other hand, and Nesta held Elain’s.

She found Feyre and Elain waiting halfway down the hill, Nyx now dozing peacefully in Elain’s arms. Her sisters beamed, beckoning her to join.

#pro elain #pro archeron sisters #elain archeron #Elain rambles #pro Elriel

[swiftllama]

August Compliments ☀️🔍

[Compliments Masterlist]

Hello everyone! So this is the continuation of the first Compliments Post I made and a round up of the compliments from August 2023.

So let’s jump in shall we!

August 2023

Starting off the month we got a double dose 4 days into the month. And it actually comes from Ian!

What Would Our Warning Labels Say? | Let’s Get Talking

Ian, Shayne, Courtney, and Angela all played a Q&A style game where Ian gave some answers relating to and complimenting Anthony :-

I should also say the time stamp title for this question in the video is ‘Who Are Our Fave People’ 🥹

Q: “Who do you admire the most?”

Originally Ian agreed with Courtney’s answer of Amanda but never expanded on why and gave a very Ian answer of “things like that [what Courtney said]”, before changing his answer :-

Ian: “I have a different answer actually - Anthony.”

Courtney: “Awwww!”

Courtney being the resident Ianthony fangirl once again and representing us all 😌

Ian: “I think because he was always - until towards the end of his time at Defy he wasn’t a hundred percent in it, but before that with the sketches and now that he’s back, whenever he’s doing something, he’s a hundred percent into it. He’s fully committed. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to make sure it’s the best it can be.”

I know we don’t get it as often from Ian, but these little tidbits that we do show that the appreciation for Anthony is there just as much as Anthony’s is there for him. Ian just expresses himself in different ways. He actually mentions similar thing when it comes to himself and showing outward excitement even when he is excited and Courtney chimes in with how she has seen him showing his excitement outward and how she’s seen it “especially lately” 🥲 I made a post with the clip at the time which you can find here.

Another little moment from the video that is compliment-adjacent I’d say since I think it says a lot about who someone chooses as their answer to the question :-

Q: “If you had to be handcuffed to a person for a week, who would it be and why?”

Ian: “I guess I would say Anthony, because I feel a lot of the video ideas that we came up with back in the day was just out of boredom of being around each other a lot and we’d just come up with a video idea. So I feel like being handcuffed to him for a week would give us an opportunity to come up with a lot of ideas for sketches.”

Okay, so again in typical Ian fashion we gotta read between the lines a little on this one 😅 Ian doesn’t like to get mushy as we know so his reasoning being “coming up with video ideas” doesn’t surprise me lol. But I think the first part of his answer gives a lot away - having someone you can be bored with says a lot. That’s a very specific level of comfort with another person. Not to let my swiftie side show on this post lol but there’s a lyric Taylor has from her song Peace that perfectly sums up what I mean by this

“Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other.”

That’s what I mean. Someone you can be bored with and it’s still a good time, there’s no awkwardness, you can sit in silence because it’s enough to just be existing in the same space that they are.

Moving on from the Games video.

Variety Article (aka Blue Dot Gate)

On the same day, Variety dropped an article with Ian and Anthony, and for some reason Ian had blue dot on his face in the photo that was used for it 🤷‍♀️ Ian was just as confused and so took to his Instagram Story :-

And Twitter :-

But Anthony was quick to show his support 🫡 :-

SLEEPWALKING DISASTER! Watch Party

So during the livestream someone in the chat says that Ian should change his profile picture in the Smosh Royalty discord server to the one of him with all his cross-country medals from his high school senior portraits. He’s got a really terrible haircut in it 🙈 He does find it funny but I’m not going to share it because I know part of him hates it and I feel bad, but it is out there so you should be able to find it if you’re curious.

Anyways, they’re joking around about it and Anthony’s (affectionately) taking the piss out of him for it.

Ian: [explaining the photo] “So I was posing with all my cross-country medals; Cause your boy is a freakin’ champion. No, not really.”

Anthony: [in cutesy voice] “Yeah you arrree.”

Ian don’t you know by now that Anthony will not allow you to downplay your accomplishments! 😤

Anthony: [finds and shows the photo to the camera] “Why did you take a photo with all your medals?”

Ian: “Cause I didn’t accomplish much else [in high school]...”

Anthony: “Awwwww no, yeah you did!”

IAN STOP BEING MEAN TO YOURSELF THATS SO SAD 😩

Glad Bestie Anthony is on hand 🥺

Assassin’s Creed 3 Song - Flashback w/ Smosh Ep 1

First episode of their new podcast brought forth a few little complimentary moments :-

Ian: “I look so adorable here [the screencap above].”

Anthony: “Yeah, you look so cute.”

Anthony: “Awww, Ian being a soft boi”

Plus the little hint of a smile on Anthony’s face seeing baby-face Ian ☺️

That Smosh Guy - Ian Hecox Interview | How Famous Is Jirard?

Another little compliment from Ian sprinkled in the month. Nothing major, just wanted to include it. He went on this podcast and talked about Defy and how what Smosh became ultimately led to Anthony leaving.

Ian: “So after the years of doing all this extra stuff that Anthony felt like wasn’t really core, I think it just really wore him out, and the thing with Anthony is that - if he has a project, he’ll put his whole heart into it.”

Just thought this was nice little one to include since we’ve had a lot of Anthony recognising Ian’s work ethic, so why not the other way round for a change? I think it’s also another example of why their dynamic works well, especially since Ian goes on to say that he’s not like that, and that if he’s not feeling a project he won’t put all his efforts into it. I feel that must balance them out well - that if Ian isn’t really feeling something but Anthony is he can encourage Ian to see the potential in it, and same goes for if Anthony’s putting too much pressure on himself to create something perfect when he doesn’t necessarily need to, Ian is able to pull him back and recognise that he doesn’t need to burn himself out.

Roasting Each Other’s Cringey Tweets (You Posted That)

They brought up the ‘baby more like daddy’ tweet that I included in the first compliments post. And what did I say about how the period of time when Anthony kept complimenting Ian on social media before their reunion stood out to me. Now we have confirmation that, as Erin dubbed it in have video, they were “soft launching” the fact they were talking/friends again.

Ian: [tweet shows on screen] “So I said ‘Baby’s first chain’. Ha ha [fiddles with necklace] now I’m a chain boi.”

Anthony: “Awww.”

Not really a compliment, just thought it was cute lol.

Anthony: “I remember this was my first time ever publicly supporting you.”

Ian: [smiles] “Noooo, that’s not true.”

Oh 🥺 I don’t know what to call this moment exactly? Almost like the shoe is on the other foot? Ian not allowing Anthony to paint himself in a bad light by saying this was the first time he ever showed support to Ian publicly. I agree with Ian that it definitely isn’t the first time over the years but obviously the ‘between years’ caused a big gap and the years before I think it’s clear from what Anthony said in the journal video about not praising Ian enough in the past that he feels bad about that and it’s why he’s so vocal now in supporting him - to make up for that.

Anthony: “It’s [the tweet] something like ‘daddy likey the blingy’.”

Not Anthony lying to try and save face 🤭 he knows exactly what he said! That man remembers the most random, minuet details about things - especially when it comes to Ian. He just doesn’t want to admit he has a thing for calling Ian ‘daddy’ 😏 it’s okay Anthony, you can embrace it, we get it.

EVIL AI TRIED TO KILL ME! Watch Party

Someone in chat congratulations Anthony for being nominated for a Streamy and the boys talk about how they’ve got suits for it and then proceed to go back and forth saying how ‘good’ and ‘hot’ they’re going to look - Which indeed they did 😍

Someone in chat then asks if their suits are matching.

Anthony: “Matching suits? No they’re not matching. But they do look really good together though. They vibe well together.

I don’t think that’s the suits Anthony, I mean they help, but that’s all Ian and you. They look good and they vibe well together 😌

Anways, that was just a fun little one!

Moving on…

Ian ‘Cupid Shuffle’ Hecox

Ian blessed us with this Instagram post of him busting a move and looking 🔥 at Kimmy’s wedding :-

And of course Anthony couldn’t help himself :-

Streamys 2023

We didn’t really get much from the Streamys (not even Anthony winning 😤) but there was one little moment that happened early on in the show where they mentioned OG YouTubers and a clip of Ian from Food Battle 2012 where it looks like he’s doing ‘questionable things’ to a doughnut plays on screen.

Now obviously I don’t know how Ian felt in that moment having that play, but I think anyone would feel a little under the spotlight, especially given the context of the clip and how for people who’ve never seen FB or Smosh it must have been fairly confusing lol.

But no worry, because Ian’s no1 fan was sitting right there next to him. From the audience, over the people laughing and a few claps, you just hear Anthony’s voice yell “YEAH!” with his hand raised in the air :-

Always there to be Ian’s cheerleader 🥹

Anthony Plays Smosh Hide and Seek

So this was just a silly little moment, that again is more compliment-adjacent but still thought it deserved a little shoutout to close out the month.

In the hide and seek video Anthony and Ian are down to the last remaining few people to try and find - one of those being Chanse. Earlier in the video Anthony had checked the clothing racks and not found anyone - Ian wanted to allow him to seek his own as it was his game, but since they were having to re-check where they’d already been Ian decided to help him out, and low and behold, he found Chanse 😆

Anthony couldn’t believe he’d missed him!

Anthony: “That was such a good spot, holy shit! And your feet being in this bucket - holy shit! I would have never found you. Ian, damn, you found him!”

Literally just thought this was cute of Anthony giving Ian the recognition of finding him and that he wouldn’t have been able to without him. That’s all. Have no more thoughts on this one lol.

And so August slipped away into a moment in time…

Hope you enjoyed reading and I shall see you next time!

#smosh #ian hecox #anthony padilla #ianthony #☀️🔍 #ian and anthony #smoshian #smoshanthony #ianthony compliments #my posts

[ofmermaidstories]

No pressure or pushing for this, I promise! But out of curiosity, would you ever want to do a Katsuki/Reader/Izuku piece in the future?

there’s no pressure, i promise. 🥺 i like when you guys ask me things, especially about hypotheticals/future ideas!!! it’s fun. 😌 ummm but lemme think. i like taking a never say never approach to writing projects (and to most things in life tbh), because all of my current fics and WIPs started off as random fancies that i then just decided to start taking seriously. 🥹 so there’s always a chance!!! it just depends on if i ever get a compelling enough idea for it!!! although the only other problem is that it wouldn’t be like—a smut one-shot. 🥺 if i did it it’d be like… idk, a chaptered fic bc i hate myself. 😔🔫 i like build up. 🥹 and i think it’d be fun, with Izuku and Katsuki in particular, to watch the lead-in. they’re so…….. stupid. 🥹 i can’t imagine much changes as they get older. izuku would be the earnest one who makes everyone fall in love with him and kacchan would be his flinty-eyed shadow that inexplicably has a fanclub of teenage girls. and the thing is, they work perfectly fine when they split off and combine with the others—hell, maybe they even spent years apart, after UA, izuku in america and bakugou idk hanging back in japan. they don’t need to be together 24/7 and often aren’t, but i do think there would be a knee-jerk fear/response they would have for each other. 🥹🫶🏽 and idk how we’d shove Reader-chan into that. 🧐 would have to think.

(maybe………. we could pair it up with one of my favourite songs. there’s a repeating lyric—if it weren’t for second chances we’d all be alone—so maybe we could hmmm 🧐 have our Reader-chan just think they’re never going to bother with love again or something bc BOOO boys grosss hisss boo boo. and then like sunlight warming up a spot on our kitchen floor—we meet dookie and bookie and it all goes downhill from there LOL)

#ofmermaidstories-asks #i mean realistically tho who’d wanna date two pro heroes 💀 #two POPULAR very POWERFUL pro heroes who are probably at the top of the list of every villain in the country 💀 #stressful 💀 DISLIKE 💀

[hedgeytheswitch]

I had to remove a friend from my life. We’d been friends for a long while (about 3 years or so)

It sounds bad but he broke my trust and afterwards it was very hard to feel comfortable around him again. Even though I told him I needed time he didn’t seem to fully understand 😞 i feel bad because sometimes I would give him mixed signals which made him think “maybe she’s happy to do NSFW RP again” no I’m not! Not with him 😖 it’s like I wanted it to go back to normal but i just couldn’t get over the betrayal of trust! Not gonna say exactly what he did but the gist of it is that he was drunk and didn’t stop when I asked. From that point on I couldn’t look at him the same way it was too difficult. Also when I started posting online about how I’d discovered a new kink that I had he IMMEDIATELY wanted to know 🙄 and asked more than once for me to tell him! Dude the friendship we had is gone and THAT KINK is something I was only telling a handful of very close friends, Certainly not someone i didn’t trust. I’m sorry it had to end with me blocking him but after speaking to a few close friends about it I’ve decided this is what’s best for me. He’s just too much to handle! I hope it doesn’t make me look like those awful people that just block or ghost someone Because they’re annoying 😓 I’m not a bad person i have my reasons for letting him go. He felt like one of those guys who didn’t understand the word “no” I didn’t want to block him I really didn’t but…I just can’t deal with him.

I don’t know what people are going to say when they read this but I hope they can understand. I do feel better now that he’s not in my life 😌 like when I dumped my ex boyfriend I felt the same relief. The only difference is this is on a smaller scale.

That’s all I have to say about it I guess.

[daisychainsandbowties]

4, 7, 21, 22, 33, and 40 from the writing asks? 🥰

4. do you have any OCs? Do you have a story for them?

i have a lot of OCs actually because i have three novels i’m bouncing between. one is around 110k (almost done) and another is just 40k (almost at the second act) and then the third is like 10k and i’m still feeling out my guys in that one. but all my OCs have pretty solid backstories and i do actually plot out my novels because it’s a different arena than writing fic (no existing characterisation to fall back on, world i have to make myself, expectations about structure are largely different).

the novel i’m working on now is about a space racing polycule that’s like enemies-to-lovers in one direction, friends-to-lovers in another and jealous-to-oh i can be in love with you too l, asshole. in another direction. the OCs in that are pretty fleshed out at this point. one is this ship mechanic who talks as though she only vagely understands how to and also could get a phd in aeronautics if she wanted but she’s like. sorry i’m too busy being in love with my best friend 🥰🫶

i want to talk about my boy levitas again but we’d be here forever

7. your favourite ao3 tag?

i looked through my bookmarks and apparently it’s some variation on characters recovering from Bad Things that Happened. makes sense for me i suppose. i am very drawn to how we can come back from dark places. this is why i write about the mechanics of light so often i think. but yes. it’s cathartic to me in a very special way to see characters survive and get fat and go grey and fall in love again despite despite despite

21. Can you accurately predict how long your fics are going to be? If you can, what is your secret?

only with oneshots. so, for oranges are the only fruit and orbital mechanics and this red rock and pokemon au i knew almost exactly how long they would be. maybe it’s a function of short stories and the technical landscape of them. i’m not certain. i tend to simply feel a sense of inevitability about those ones.

for longer fics absolutely not. demonstrably not as we all probably know i tend to let those get out of my hands. i don’t treat them like novels so they become almost serialised narratives to me. they’re done when they say so and it’s never clear when that will be.

22. What is it about watching the same two idiots fall in love over and over?

oh, um, i think what is appealing to me about this is the certainty of it. i like knowing that they will fall in love, i like knowing that things will be okay. also it’s loving the characters individually and being interested in how and why they fall for each other. how much can i change them until they don’t fall in love anymore? how far can i push them before they are not the same character?

i read fanfiction when i’m unsteady. when i can’t sleep or when i’m sad or when i’m hopeless lonely sore tired trying to do something other than cry. and it’s like. here are dozens of stories to the tune of “well, of course they fall in love. of course they will be happy.” it’s a way to come close to being loved yourself. i have a handful of fics that literally saved my life and i like to examine why. what did i need from them? was it the comfort of something melodiously repetitive? was it hope, the actualising touch of the other who is not other because they love you? i don’t really know why it is so life-reacuing - these stories about love over and over, again and again, but i’m very glad they exist. 💕

33. Give your writing a compliment

😭bdsm torture scene where you force me to internalise a compliment 🥺🥰🫠💕

i suppose i like how i can put a theme inside of a certain um… distance of prose and sort of weave a theme around that and come back to it again and again. like an epiphany in language. i like that. it’s very difficult.

luckily 😌 Amber would NEVER ask me to write a 9-word fic because she knows i would find that terrible. nigh impossible. a biteable offense. unless 🧐😳 that was your plan all along?

#ask meme #ty Amber ily 🥹💕❤️💕

[sw1mmingfoolz]

🍌 bananas 4 u - lee felix 🍌

requested? Y/N

genre: domestic fluff (they're baking together and having a ball), once again me getting overly poetic about little situations

content warnings: like one mildly dirty joke that kinda implies reader is an afab anatomy haver (but can be interpreted differently if you so choose, i have explained this poorly lol)

pairing: felix x reader

wc: 1.7k

a/n: my mouth n head still hurt from dental anaesthetic lol today was a busy day :') i baked banana bread and was inspired as always so i again wrote something insanely gooey and oddly poetic. is it the best thing i've ever written? no, but it is warm n fuzzy, and that's what i'm going for rn with my sore mouth and sleep deprived disposition lmao 😌 feedback is always very appreciated and encouraged, it keeps us writing after all! all the love 💞💞

Felix had to know you weren’t annoyed with him.

Cancelled plans were common; he was a busy guy after all. You didn’t really tend to see them as commitments anymore anyway - just ideas for ways you could spend the time together should he end up actually having any to spare. When he walked into the dimly lit living room and saw you curled up watching TV—enthralled face illuminated by harsh artificial light glaring from the screen—and saw the understanding look in your eyes when you eventually did look up at him with a sincere smile, he had to know that you got it, and it didn’t bother you in the slightest.

So why had he apologised like, twenty times already?

You asked yourself the question silently, mulling it over, tossing it around in your brain as he dropped another apology into the collection you kept a relatively noncommittal count of in the back of your mind. You asked yourself again as he set to washing his hands, to decorating the countertops with bags and tubs, to washing the few dishes in the sink and scrubbing down the stovetop to make a tidy working area. And you asked yourself again as he preheated the oven the way his phone told him to, focused as he pulled butter from the fridge and checked the ingredients list once more.

“Aren’t you tired?” You finally managed to ask after what felt like a lifetime of perplexed observation, quirking an eyebrow at him as he finally stopped his rapid prepping and stood in front of you to hold your gaze.

“Kinda,” he shrugged, planting a ghost of a kiss on your nose with curved up lips. “But I promised we’d try this banana bread recipe today, and I feel horrible for constantly letting you down.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that it doesn’t bother me?” You chuckled, returning his nose kiss before going to wash your own hands. You’d protest, and reassure him, and insist you could wait for another day; but you knew he’d be unrelenting as ever as he pulled the food scales from a cupboard next to the oven and checked how clean they were against the overhead light. “I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to date an idol, y’know.”

“Still,” he pouted, face impossibly cute as he again stopped simply to look at you while he spoke. “I don’t want you to feel ignored, or like I don’t care, or like I don’t want to spend time with you.”

“Lee Felix, do not make me kiss your nose again,” you spoke with faux warning in your voice, eyebrows raised pointedly. He grinned, feigning fear.

“Yeah, that would be terrible,” he snorted, rolling his eyes, to which you could only think to respond by peppering his face in tiny kisses. The giggles he let out with every peck were so sonorous they felt like a soft caress to your eardrums, sounds you were sure could only come from angels themselves. Perhaps if you looked hard enough you’d find wings scattering trails of feathers as soft as his smile, and as dazzling as the glint in his eyes. You kept his face cupped in your hands as you finished your barrage, eyes boring into his with a palpable seriousness.

“I love what we have, regardless of how many plans we end up cancelling. We always make new ones, and they end up being my fondest memories, so please. Don’t beat yourself up over it when I don’t even mind.”

“Okayyyy,” he drawled, pouting once more in a silent request for yet another kiss, which you happily accepted. “I’m really in the mood to bake now, though. You don’t have to join if you’re too tired.” You looked at the time on the oven display beaming lazily at you, by now past midnight, and shrugged.

“We’re here now, might as well.” He looked so overjoyed at your participation that he looked about ready to burst, swelling your heart to feel quite the same. You took his phone to scan the recipe he’d sent you a few days ago (with accompanying insistence you make it together) and surveyed the countertops to make sure nothing was missing before starting to make small talk about his day as you both assumed roles without needing to discuss them.

You began melting butter in a Pyrex jug and beating an egg in a cup while Felix set about mashing the bananas you’d spent so long ripening with overdramatic tenses of his arm muscles whenever he caught you looking, chuckling at your unabashed awe every time. He was the same while mixing, jostling you slightly as you weighed out dry ingredients and screeching when you threw a small handful of flour into his hair and face in retaliation. Baking with him always went this way, airy laughs and lighthearted tomfoolery alighting your kitchen with a weighted atmosphere of warmth and light, aptly settling alongside indulgent aromas of whatever you’d decided to attempt that week. Your entire apartment was forever alive with a buzzing, jubilant kind of love, still budding and beginning to bloom akin to the freshest, most fragrant blooms of spring, and that was undisputedly concentrated in your kitchen a lot of the time.

He shook the flour you’d so meticulously dusted him with at you, a fine snow tickling your skin and erupting peals of unbridled laughter from deep within your lungs. It caused him to join in just as vivaciously, stomachs aching as you strained to keep the baking session somewhat on track, trembling hands and shaking shoulders sending specks of sugar across the counter to join the mess he’d already made. You knew when all was said and done a lot of the tidying up would probably be left to you tomorrow, though you couldn’t find it in you to care when you were having so much fun.

“Do you think this is too much?” You asked, showing him the bag of macadamia nuts in your hand. He hummed, more focused on stirring everything together as it thickened enough to give him a decent forearm workout, and shook his head distractedly.

“Nah, there aren’t that many,” he responded after a second, to which you poured the entire contents of the bag in at his reassurance. He blinked, stunned, at the small yet significant pile they formed on the top of his expertly blended mixture, the reality of what he’d implicitly told you to do setting in as his body again began to shiver with tired waves of laughter. “Maybe there were more than I thought.”

“At least we both like them,” you responded with a snort, watching them slowly disappear as Felix began moving his arm again. You followed them with walnut halves, causing him to yelp in surprise, head shaking as he continued stirring resignedly.

“You were supposed to cut those up,” his overdone sigh was sardonic, but his impish grin betrayed his admittedly weak act of irritation. “And that’s so many nuts.”

“I mean, we’re making two loaves, so maybe they’ll spread out?” You shrugged, lining long tins with paper liners and gesturing for him to start pouring as you held the sides rigid. “It smells good. Besides, if it’s too much for you, that means more for me.”

“I never said it was too much,” he derided, focusing the best he could on dividing the mixture evenly. “I can out-nut you any day of the week baby.”

“biologically speaking? I beg to differ,” you responded instantly, great effort going into keeping your voice steady as you earned the shocked, wide-eyed look you’d both expected and desired. The atmosphere continued to wind down, but lively laughter remained a constant as you continued throwing things into the bowl.

The tins went into the oven, its small encapsulating warmth a mini imitation of the bubble you and Felix had expertly crafted for yourselves, where time seemed to stand still and glances and giggles seemed to say more than words ever could. He set a timer on his phone, taking the opportunity he saw in finally having free hands to pull you into his arms and wrap them tightly around you. You smiled as you pressed a kiss to his forehead, both of you beaming between each other, eyes twinkling with unadulterated adoration. Minutes were flying by in throes as you switched continuously between clinging to one another as if every kiss would be the last, talking about every random thing that came to mind and peering impatiently into the small glowing window you never strayed very far from.

As always, the vaguely consistent sickly sweet smell surrounded you in your joy, sugar teasing at the tips of your tongues as they darted out to wet the lips you so diligently kept against one anothers’ at every moment that allowed it. Your stomach yearned for the bread to finish baking already, yet by comparison your heart already felt so full. It thrummed happily in its bony cage like a bird in song, calling out to Felix’s and waiting for its equally resonant reply. Call and response, soft and trusting, connected so inherently within the space you crafted for yourselves in time to simply be with one another; to exist in love, and to feel sure the melodies would not silence any time soon.

You helped each other tidy up as cracks began to form in the hardening surface of the baked goods, rinsing dishes to be washed properly in the afternoon when you would muster the energy and countertops once again being wiped clean. After storing away the remaining butter he took your hand in his, face soft as he pulled you flush to him and began swaying with you to nothing but the faint buzzing of the dazzling light coming from the fridge and the tap dripping idly in the corner. You smirked as you rested your head on his chest, searching for that songbird, searching for its exuberance.

“We’re doing this trope now?” You hummed contentedly, frankly too comfortable in the easygoing happiness to mock all too much. He chuckled into a kiss to your head, twirling with a languid flair.

“We’ve covered so many of them already, why not tick some more boxes?” He grinned, holding you just a little tighter. His phone’s timer would go off soon, and you’d break from the bubble just a little to finish the job, but for now you allowed yourself to revel in heady delight as you danced to the tunes your entwined hearts passionately sang.

#stray kids #lee felix #skz #stray kids fluff #felix fluff #skz fluff #stray kids felix #stray kids x reader #felix x reader #skz x reader #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #felix scenarios #felix imagines #skz scenarios #skz imagines

[hacked-by-jake]

⚠️ A little NSFW content ⚠️

A question worth millions HBJ, do you think Jake has a way of being submissive or likes to dominate ?

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I'm totally in love when Jake takes the lead and he does it so well that I wonder if at those times he could be like that...

Ahhh, the good questions. 😌😂

Well, absolutely both, but..

Well, let’s look at his character, Jake usually has everything under control, he always has a plan and a solution. In addition, he is often authoritarian and guides MC through the whole investigation. He usually always knows what to do and he also often shows that he is quite intelligent. And he knows what an impression he, makes on people, and he knows how to use it (Lillys vote), and that many people listen to him when he says something. I think that’s why he’s dom.

But..

I think he also enjoys being a sub sometimes. I think precisely for the reasons mentioned above, he enjoys it when he does not have to control everything, when he does not have to have a plan for everything, when he does not have to constantly regulate everything, but can simply lean back.

Jake’s head is quite full and always seems to be working all the time, which is clear. I mean, he’s wanted by the government, then his sister was kidnapped etc. If it wasn’t for Jake, we’d have had a real problem. And I think that’s why he is sometimes happy when he doesn’t have to think about everything, but can simply switch off.

So yes, I think he definitely enjoys both, but I think he's still a little bit more dom. As you say yourself, he is a leader. 😌

Thank you a lot for using a warning at the beginning. I really appreciate it! And I hope I could help you. 🤭

#duskwood anon ask #dwn.sfw #duskwood #everbyte studio #duskwood jake #duskwood game #duskwood everbyte #everbyte duskwood #duskwood mc #iamjake #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood hacker #duskwood jake x player #duskwood imagine #duskwood headcanon #hbj dw answers

[cruel-style]

Hello there! Fun round, feel free to tag as many people as you want! Please tag:

Your A Team (technically 3 other people but I'll let more than that slide because I love you)

Someone you want to see your favorite film in the theaters with

Someone who reminds you of a favorite song - share which song!

An angel disguised as a human being

Someone who you remember knowing from your first days on tumblr

Someone who you would dance all night with to any music you want

Someone that reminds you of the color yellow! What about purple? Blue?



I got this ask like 10 years ago, but I feel like doing it now so let’s gooooo boiiiiiiiii!!!

1. My A-Team is the whorehouse 💕💕💕💕 @harryshouseparty @singlethread @meaningtotellyou

2. @lovewithoutresin bc she’s fucking hilarious and we vibe together really well so I think we’d have a blast at a comedy or something.

3. @loveisbraveandwild bc I loooove state of Grace

4. @drivemysoul I consider taylor to be my little sibling, he is absolutely an angel in disguise 😌

5. @meaningtotellyou I already tagged you but ive been following you since like 2017 also @cellphonehippie and @folkloredeluxe

6. @fearlesstaylorsversion reminds me of yellow? Idk why. Maybe cause pee (jk) @daenerys-targaryen purple maybe or blue for sure.

#askybois #blog rec anon

[alien-hunny]

Let’s get real for a second …

I wanted to share with y’all my highschool journey since i’m officially done with highschool !! I’ll be receiving my diploma on Saturday!!!!!

Freshman Year

I was shy and naive at the time, I had a huge circle of friends and I was depressed … When I first entered highschool I had this vision in my head of how it would play out, I was thinking I’d have life long friends and we’d go through highschool together… but that’s not how it went. I did however meet someone who i had a huge crush on and he’s now my boyfriend, at the time i was too shy to tell him how i felt so we remained friends but i’m happy we did (yes we got back together lol).. My friends ended up ditching me because my bestie at the time (the leader of the circle) was mad at me because a guy she liked , liked me … but i NEVER liked him or made him feel like i was interested. It wasn’t fair and i lost all my friends because of it , i fell deeper into my depression… but i moved schools towards the half way mark of the year. I reconnected with my kindergarten bestie and tons of my good friends from middle school and i had a great rest of the year with them, I was even a lot closer to my teachers . One teacher specifically her name is Mrs.Clark , she’s a rainbow of sunshine and I loved her as my math teacher so much! I definitely have plans in the future to revise that situation so that I can let that pain go in my heart and move on from it emotionally. I haven’t already because I don’t think ab it too much anymore and I want to do it when i’m ready.

Sophomore Year

I was weary about going back to the same highschool i originally went to, i missed my friends and felt like i didn’t belong at this school. Despite that going back to school meant i get to see him again . We had one class together and during summer we kinda fell off but I just loved seeing him , he’s so funny lol. It didn’t matter tho we didn’t become close this year because i ended up in the hospital maybe a month or two before quarantine and i was with another guy at the time . (fuck him) I found out that I had a brain tumor but it wasn’t life threatening and i wasn’t really worried . (It’s gone now I manifested it away 😁) But i was unable to attend school and i spent the rest of mt sophomore year in and out of the hospital…. and then quarantine hit ….

Junior Year

THE ABSOLUTE WORST YEAR ! I spent my entire junior year in the house , distant learning … I was so depressed at this time , I didn’t attend online school at all really. For the first time in my academic career I had Fs and Ds . (I’ve revised this lol) But it was despicable lol I hated online schooling with a passion. All I did was sleep and go to my ex’s house. (boyfriend at the time) Buttttt guess who I had an online class with … my boyfriend now lol. We always had one class together throughout highschool which has to be a sign or fate or something magical lol .. junior year sucked moving onnnnn

SEXY SENIORRRRRRR

Now senior year 😏 that’s my nigga right there . I absolutely loved my senior year and that’s mostly thanks to my new found info of the law of assumption and my amazing lover . We reconnected over the summer before school started and ended up dating in June of 2021 😩 he’s been my rock for almost a year now and our friendship goes back to freshman year 🤞🏾 i love Danté with all my being . Anywhooo I didn’t have many friends but I don’t need/want them really . I had amazing teachers that I connected with on personal levels , Mr.Brown !!! AN AMAZING BLACK EDUCATOR YALL !!!!!!!! He deserves an award for best educator at that school okayyyy, he’s inspirational, he’s funny and most importantly he’s real. He understands us and tries his hardest to be there for us . He is definitely the schools Dad ! He was my African American Experience teacher 😌 and my favorite teacher of all time! I’m gonna cry at graduation when I see him for sure 🥹 I know he’s proud and he’s been an amazing teacher yall , i wish i could take him to college with me man (i’m defff manifesting that hehehehe) I made myself so proud this year , I was working pretty hard before i got into the void so i’m proud of those efforts and happy to say i don’t have to work hard unless i want to . It’s relieving asf 😩😩😩 Prom was amazing i had so much fun dancing with my boo and some friends . I even got a dance with Mr.Brown lol he got more rhythm then everybodyyyy 😂 don’t play w himmm ! Overall tho my senior year was everything i originally hoped highschool would be 😫 Im so happy to be graduated and done! 13 long years of school and NIGGA WE MADE IT !

To All The Class of 2022 :

We FUCKING DID IT !!!! Despite everything we made to the finish line . I hope everyone holds their heads high walking across that stage and even if u don’t want to walk across the stage baby hold ur head high and pat urself on the back ! We get to be adults now live in the real world , create families and lifelong memories . We get to find ourselves and chase our dreams ! Be who we want to be. Our generation is different from anyyyy generation. We are breaking curses and healing trauma . Our kids will be damn proud and i say DAMN PROUD of our sacrifices as a generation. We made it through covid despite not having hope . We are the class of 2022 and we’re here to make our mark on the world !!

I love y’all - Aalena out 🫶🏾

[twinkodium]

okay i was reading back in our dms (that i still haven’t answered- 🙃🙃) to cheer myself up, and i came to the realization that i’m so stupid because not only do i not understand what i mean half of the time (like i saw you being confused about something and when i read back, i can’t explain it either), but the worst thing is…. all this time, i’ve been thinking about how i’m kmag-sized……… when liam lawson himself is right there?? hello???? just because he doesn’t appear in f1 height lists, i just didn’t think about how he’s the same height as me 😭😭 or how you and i are liam and yuki together, tell me that isn’t the cutest thing ever

so that would be us next to each other 🥰🥰 idk i just wanted to share this realization bcs i feel like i miss you because i haven’t been on tumblr a lot even tho we talk on discord 🫶🫶🫶

Don’t stress about it honey, it takes me 5-10 business days to work through my messages 😩 HOLD ON, why did you need cheering up? 😭 Who do I need to fight?

With how stupid the messaging system looks, I’m not surprised we’re confused about what we were saying like a month ago 😂 maybe we should just move the convo to discord, it’s so much easier to talk if you can quote a certain part of the message.

HOLY SHIT are they the same height? I didn’t even know!!! No high heels in his proximity then, or you’ll be towering over him 😭

OH MY FREAKING GOD!!! The cutest realization EVER! that’s the height diff between us 🥰🥰 and I stand by the opinion of we’d be just as chaotic as them if we ever met 😌😌 I’d hold you in a headlock and make you stare at feet pics 🤭🤭

SOOO I’m Yuki to your Liam?? 🥺🧡

Naww you’re so adorable, not that we didn’t scream on discord daily but you’re always free to send me asks so 🥺🥺🥺

#asks #Jackie 🧡 #Yuki to your Liam 🥹🥹🥹 #wanted to answer last night but I kept falling asleep and almost downloaded and app accidentally #so I thought I’m going to do it today instead 😂😂 #and this is just so damn adorable I wanted to share this when I’m not half dead 🫣 #ily 🧡🧡

[fushigurro]

For the NSFW asks:

🛏️ for Jean, 😘 for Megumi & 💌 for Shoto. Please?

tysm for asking!!!!! i haven’t gotten to talk about my boys megs and shoto very much yet, so i had lots of fun thinking about them ❤️

🛏️: is it more quickies or do you/them prefer to take your time? (w/ jean)

ooooh, tough question!!! i kinda wanna be boring and say a mixture of both but tbh i think there’s probably a lot of quickies going on lmao. i’m feral, impatient, and ready to go when the mood strikes, and he definitely has his moments as well. so, sometimes, regardless of what we’re doing/where we are, things are getting interrupted so that we can get it out of our systems. like if one of us is looking particularly sexy doing a chore or smth it’s just like… this can’t really wait i need to fuck you right now.

not to say we don’t like to take our time with it as well, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do!!!

😘: do you two share any kinks? (w/ megumi)

oh this one is interesting to think about. i’d say edging/orgasm control is one of them, both giving and receiving, and same with overstim and marking. megs likes to mark and be marked, even if he’s a little bit flustered about it at first. he gets all blushy and grumpy if anyone happens to notice something on his skin, but he still absolutely loves having visible evidence (and, well, me too lol). it also isn’t just limited to bites/hickies/scratches—cum marking is a thing too 😏

i also think we’d both enjoy playing around with some light bondage, and surely some other stuff as well. like i could probably think of a billion different things if i were to ponder long enough. also being self-indulgent and saying i could maybe get him into mommy kink

💌: do you or them send nudes? videos? have you both made one? (w/ shoto)

i’m gonna say yes to nudes/vids, but i think it probably took quite a while for either of us to feel comfortable with doing it!!!! i’m very self-conscious about that kind of stuff, and i really think he would be too. it wouldn’t be something that either of us would expect from each other from the beginning and probably not something that happens very much anyways even when we get more comfortable, so it’s more like a rare treat for when either or both of us are feeling really desperate.

i think it’s just not something that really comes naturally to either of us?? we’re more of a ‘want the real deal’ kind of couple. technology isn’t our enemy or anything but we’re probably the types to prefer face-to-face communication or a phone call over excessive texting or snapchat or anything like that.

BUT, like i said, we’ve definitely sent a couple things 👀 never made any videos or anything together, but i’ve managed to get an audio/vid or two of him getting off. at first he was nervous and unsure of why i would want something like that, but i tell him it’s because i think he looks and sounds really pretty (i also don’t pressure him into doing it at all, but he decides to give it a try regardless). he eventually sees the appeal and ends up asking me to call him or send a vid/audio of myself somewhere down the line 😌

nsfw selfship questions

#⋆ 「 moot: tessie 」 ⋆ #sorry i ramble so much 😭 i get into it #letters. #ss: jean #ss: megumi #ss: shoto

[autumnalsteahouse]

autumnal my love !!! i am copying you right now because i NEEEEEED to know your answer to the same question — what are your favorite hcs about your self-ships? 🥺🤲

pls share as many as you want, i want to know them ALL !!!!

Medusa I love you so very much.thank you for sending this,,,, I wasn’t sure I was gonna answer this right now because I’m not doing too well mentally but I think that’s exactly why I should ! I need all the comfort I can get

ok hm

first I’ll start with suguru & cheering me up because,, :)

he can read a room so well,, and he can read me like I’m a bright red stop sign. a majority of the time, he already knows when something is wrong— but he also knows that I’ll come to him when I’m ready to talk about it. He’s VERY patient with me (because sometimes I don’t know how to approach overwhelming emotions) but our communication skills are top notch.

in addition, he knows just how to comfort me. If I’m crying, he immediately goes in to hold me or cuddle. He won’t say anything— after I get all my tears out, he’ll gently kiss my cheeks and slowly get up to get me a cup of water (if I allow him). He starts talking after I’ve calmed down, asking if I wanna go for a drive knowing I’ll say yes. He keeps some sort of physical contact with me at all times wether it’s his hand on my thigh or holding my hand,,, he’s very attentive.

NOW I wanna talk about which Halloween/autumn events that each of my faves would do with me.

Suguru would definitely be pumpkin carving. Are u joking. it was a surprise plan for me!! he picked me up from school & we headed to the pumpkin patch! Then we’d get home and to my surprise, there’s a blanket set up with unlit candles, a speaker, and two carving sets!! we would have a whole competition!!! Until we give up and help each other with the most difficult parts (the detail work). He let me play my Halloween playlist too😌😌

Kuroo would find the best Halloween parties to fulfill my “fucking at a large house party” scenario. It would actually be a whole scene. We’d show up to the party separate and slowly make our way back to each other— kinda like Andy and April (parks and rec ref)

VASH DOES MOVIE NIGHTS!!!!! He goes all out by decorating the room in the coziest but Halloweenish decor— LOTS of candles, blankets, and throw pillows. Spiderwebs, bats, cauldron mugs for our drinks, orange fairy lights and furniture forts. Oh and it’s not on a Tv… it’s via PROJECTOR. His lineup is no in particular order but Halloweentown, Coraline, hocus pocus, nightmare before Christmas, and Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban are DEFINITELY on there.

Draken is… halloween horror nights. (This idea is thanks to angel because we were talking … and her boyfriend does this for her and THIS is the only way I would ever go. Ever.) now he knows I am a full WUSS. I hate being scared but I know that he wants me to go (he goes with the boys but he also wants to have a night with me too) so we came up with an agreement. He guides me through everything— he stands in back of me, both hands on my shoulders as he walks me through the park so that way I feel secure and he gets to watch me scream my ass off while also being together and having the satisfaction of “protecting” me. Besides, I know he would literally kill anyone for me so I’m lowkey turned on the whole time

#autumnal’s regulars ! #medusa ♥︎ #thank you for sending this in my love— #MAAAAASSSSSIVE kisses for u

[theflyingfeeling]

How about number 7 for (t)twins? 👀

it's a J/J kinda evening 😌💕

(fun fact: I actually wrote a very different kind of version of this prompt first, but it wasn't fluffy enough and I wanted to challenge myself to write something short and sweet about J/J for change 😅 let me know if you want to read the longer and less fluffy version (with a lot more rain and pining!))

07. We’re arguing in the rain and you kiss me (1027 words)

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“This was a stupid idea, Porko.”

“This was a great idea and you know it, Hokka, as are all my ideas, may I remind you.”

“All your other ideas are stupid too.”

Joonas slowed down his scooter to take a look at Google Maps again. The rain droplets falling on his phone had begun to grow in size and the muffled sound of thunder echoed from above them.

Their hotel shouldn’t be far away, but it seemed the busy streets of Berlin had played a trick on them and now they had been circling the same few blocks for almost 45 minutes in search of their accommodation. A few hours ago, when they had left on their little escapade, it had still been sunny and pleasantly warm, but now the dark blue clouds looming above the horizon were rapidly crawling towards them and the people in the plaza were opening their umbrellas in anticipation of the upcoming downpour. 

“For fuck’s sake, it’s staring to rain,” Joel voiced his insightful observation, as if by now Joonas didn’t have to wipe his phone screen on his shirt every few seconds to keep it dry.

“Well, I’m awfully sorry controlling the weather is not in my power,” he mumbled.

“We could have just gone for drinks at the nice bar we saw the other night, but noooooo, Mr. Tourist just had to gawk at the Brandenburg Gate, as if you haven’t been here dozens of times before,” Joel kept on grumbling as he leaned on the handles of his rental bicycle.

“Oh, chill, drama queen, you can soon spent the whole fucking night at the hotel bar if you wish. Clearly it was my mistake to think it’d be fun to do something different for change.”

Joonas glared at Joel and turned back to his phone, but the more he looked at it, the less he knew which way they were supposed to be going, and the water smearing the screen of his phone only made him more tense about the situation.

“It clearly was, Joonas, for I would have never–”

“Yes, because you never anything, Joel! If it was up to you, we’d keep sulking inside the whole time like some fucking hermits because you’re as fucking paranoid about people these days as you are of the fucking harbour seagulls!” Joonas exploded, finally growing sick of the constant nagging from behind him. 

He slipped his phone back in his pocket to protect it from the rain and hopped off his scooter to park it by the side of the brick wall decorated with colourful graffiti they had driven past at least five times by now. Then he sat on the steps of what looked like the back door of a restaurant and hugged his knees to his chest. The downpour was blasting on them at full force now, drenching their hair and all their clothes in a matter of seconds.

Joonas kept trying to swallow the hopeless sobs pooling in inside his chest; he really had thought going on a little downtown adventure would have helped them both relax after a long day of PR and meetings and content creation, and it probably would have, had the weather and the unreliableness of the damn map application ruined his grand plan to make out with Joel in every corner of downtown Berlin.

A sudden warmth spread to Joonas’ body from his left side as Joel sat next to him, just as wet and cold as he was, but still somehow radiating pleasant heat.

A quick kiss was planted on his cheek, so quick that Joonas wasn’t sure if he had imagined it.

“Hey,” Joel’s quiet voice sounded close to his ear. “I’m sorry.”

Joonas bit his lip to keep himself from saying something snarky in response, such as “you better be”, before he remembered how hard it could still sometimes be for Joel to get as sentimental as to apologise for his bratty behaviour; he was still struggling from time to time, learning how to be a good boyfriend, and Joonas intended to be there with him on every step of the way.

“I know,” Joonas nodded and turned his face to peck Joel’s lips lightly. Joel, however, clearly had other thoughts as he deepened the kiss, catching Joonas’ bottom lip in between his own, which Joonas was happy to allow him. Their rain-soaked hair kept dripping on their faces, and although he knew it was in vain, Joonas lifted his hands to dry Joel’s cheek, all the while leaning in for one more kiss after another. 

Joel’s quiet giggle was the sweetest sound Joonas had ever heard when he began leaving small kisses all over Joel’s wet face and down his neck where he could still smell traces of the aftershave Joel had borrowed from him. He could never get enough of neither hearing Joel’s laughter nor mouthing at his long neck, but Joel’s hands guiding him back up to meet his kisses forced him to do so nevertheless. Luckily sliding his tongue against Joel’s was the perfect alternative, especially when he could hear soft whines leaving Joel’s throat.

“Joonas,” Joel said, breaking their lips apart once more. “I just… You know I don’t actually think your ideas are stupid, right?”

The genuine, sort of worried look in Joel’s bright eyes would have been enough to convince Joonas, had he not already known the truthful state of affairs even without Joel’s sincere confession.

“Like… the one you had about going to Eurovision turned out to be a pretty good one, at least.”

“‘Pretty good’, you say? Really?” Joonas scrunched his nose as if irritated, but still couldn’t help but bump it against Joel’s softly. 

“One of your best, I admit,” Joel smiled. “Way better than this one, anyway.”

“You think so?” Joonas leaned close enough to easily take Joel in for another kiss but just far enough to keep the man on the edge. “Why, I’m afraid it’s just a matter of perspective.”

Then he pushed Joel by his shoulders until his back hit the stone paving flooding with rainwater and leaned over him to connect their lips again.

#blind channel #blind channel rpf #blind channel fanfiction #spring fluff by theflyingfeeling #man this really was a challenge but i tried! 😅 #writing moody j/j is much easier for me 🤔 #i hope this was worth the wait dear anon 🥺

[ladyelain]

Archeron sisters appreciation post♥️

How would you describe each of them? And which one is your favorite child? (every mother has one 😉)

How dare you, I’m not Mama Archeron, okay, I don’t play favourites. 😌 And if I did, I think we’d all be able to guess who I’d pick…😄

Soo, Nesta I learned to love during acosf. I never thought I’d relate to her just as much as I relate to Elain. She’s a dancer 🩰🌝, she’s extremely self-reflected, she’s aware of her flaws, but struggles to find and accept help. Her journey is so heartbreaking and beautiful, it’s almost scary how deeply I feel whatever Nesta is feeling. I want to hug her so bad. I don’t care acosf is incoherent plotwise. For me it’s SJM’s most emotional and moving novel so far.

Elain my darling ❤️❤️❤️ I feel like there are more and more "softer" main characters nowadays, but to me she’s the first of her kind, the first one I related to on that level. Something I love and at the same time don’t love about her is her composure, the way she enters a room with class and dignity at all time. She radiates positivity, that’s why people enjoy her company so much, but I’m afraid it sometimes works like a shield she covers herself behind. She’s a people pleaser through and through, and that’s probably her main personal project. Understanding she’s just enough and doesn’t need everybody’s validation.

Feyre is just Feyre. She’s the complete opposite of myself, I probably wouldn’t do anything the way she does, and that’s what fascinated me about her from the start. Her loyalty and devotion to her loved ones never fail to amaze me. She’s a born leader, extremely headstrong and stubborn, but will always put others first. Though, I think that despite of what she told Lucien, the girl before Under the Mountain never completely died. She still carries a big part of that vulnerable little girl inside her heart. She just needs to realise it’s alright to let it show sometimes. As Rhys would say: be grateful for your human heart, pity those who feel nothing at all…🥲

#asks <3 #yeah i love them all sm i could cry #🥹 #elain archeron #nesta archeron #feyre archeron

[khaleesiofalicante]

Hola Dani 👋🏼 ¿cómo estás? ¿Sigues de viaje? How did it go with HR? I hope everything is going well and that you're staying hydrated like a queen!!!

I have to tell you... the post about the royalty AU Mavid has given me life, it fixed all my problems, cleared my skin, watered my crops!!! I know it's just an idea but I can already picture myself waiting for each chapter to drop!! OMG!!

But this not about that, so let's get on with the new chapter...

The One with the Theory

A warlock was using magic – the second most beautiful thing in the world – to hurt David – the first most beautiful thing in the world.

“Max,” David said, his blue eyes frantic. “Don’t you get it? It’s Mallory.”

*Pretends to be shocked* although... I don't actually think is Mallory, she is an evil greedy bitch but I think there's something else going on, however... I'm on David's side always so let's blame the wicked bitch 😌

“Because she wants you!” David said, his voice angry. “And I’m standing in the way.”

This is 100% true!!! Shower her with fire 🔥

“Because that’s exactly what she wants, Max!” David screamed at him. “She attacks the institute to keep me occupied! So that she can have you all to yourself!”

That does sound like something she would do

“It’s the truth!” Max yelled. “Stop turning this into something it isn’t, David! You’re just overwhelmed and paranoid.”

Maxwell!!! You better watch your tone when you talk to my primary source of serotonin 🥺🥺

“You don’t have time for me anymore,” Max said, his voice threatening to break. “You’re never here. I felt so abandoned.”

Aww Maxie!! 😭 David you better fix this you little shit! 😡

He blinked back the tears. “I…I’m gonna go.”

Nooooo noooo nooooooooo... my happiness!! 😭😭😭

“Leave me alone, Magnus!” Max yelled.

Maxwell stop 😭😭

“Look stunning and kick ass,” Camila winked.

Always a great plan!! 😌🙌🏼🥰

Sometimes people wanting to help felt better than them actually helping you.

OMG this... 😍 So true!! 100% 😍

Georgia thought it was weird that Marcus didn’t acknowledge Anjali’s presence.

Look at my Gigi capturing the red flags like a queen! 😌🤩😌🤩

Marcus looked out of the window. At Idris. “Maybe it’s something amazing.”

I hate this creepy bitch!!! 😡😡

Jace considered that for a moment. “No.”

Jace is such a mood, I love him!! 🥰

“It was probably a mistake,” Alec pointed out softly.

No my beautiful, beloved, blue eyed twin brother, it wasn't!! He was being a little shit *whispers* on propose *le gasp*

“Okay,” Alec said. “Can I be alone with you?”

If I ever get one of those 3 wishes deal, I will make every one know how to do this!!

“You’re assuming we’d still be hanging out in 500 years,” Max grinned.

Maxwell!! Don't make me laugh when I'm not 100% happy with you!! Also, don't say shit like that!!!

Sometimes you needed to run away. It was self-care.

So much same!!

“That means this warlock could have the magic of more than one person.”

Aha!!! It all makes sense now, the missing magic is being used to make the portals, those fucking bitch ass bitches are behind this!!!

“The Clave is made up of hot, respectable people,” Gabriel told her, kissing her finger. 

I would listen to them to 😌

He didn’t answer. He looked at her. “Selena. I think…I think Max is going to break up with me.”

Noooooo...

When she opened them, David’s hands were still bleeding.

What??????

Ok but... every chapter I end up with more and more questions 🥲🥲 why Dani?? Why??

Thank you Dani...!!! 💚💚💚💚💚💚

Buenos dias!

(that's all i have for today, i have not downloaded duolingo yet smh. but i did get a lot of work done this week and i am happy about that. HR is very meh. They haven't gotten back to me yet. They were all about making sure the project gets resolved instead of addressing my issue anyhoo fuck that)

YOUR GIFS GIVE ME LIFE.

Funny thing, whenever i get your ask, I'm ALWAYS at a boring meeting (which I don't have to attend) and your ask really puts me in a good mood.

You are a hilarious bean, Alex. Love you!

Some questions MIGHT be answered soon ;)

#lbaf