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81folklore · 8 months

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heaven - OP81 - part 2

pairings: oscar piastri x private!secret!reader (fc: gracie abrams)

summary: a very sweet softlaunch ends pretty quickly

authors notes: first of all a huge thank you to everyone who has liked, reblogged and taken the time to read my works it means so much to me and im so so grateful!! next, this is something i made at 1am so please bear with me😭. i am working on the lando and charles stories i PROMISE but i want them to be special and i currently have zero thoughts about where to take them so it might be a while🫣 also i almost finished this when tumblr DELETED IT?? i want to cry😁 ALSO i started this at like 1am and i cant be asked to do tweets rn so insta smau it is

part 1 part 3 masterlist

yourusername

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ahahah i love the beach and my friends

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yourfriend2: dont be fooled she called me crying after the fourth photo bcs she lost 5 games of uno in a row

yourusername: i called you in confidence and this is how you repay me??

user6: its fine we know how emotional uno can get😁

yourusername: ??

user7: im so single hahahahhaa (im dying inside)

user10: is it confirmed that this is oscar?

user9: im not being funny but oscar doesnt even follow her so i think yous are just reaching

user10: …they have the same dog??

yourfriend6: might aswell post his face at this point

yourusername: leave me aloneeee im having fun!!

oscarpiastri

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second part of the season incoming 😁👊 (after a very competitive round of uno)

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user7: ready to see you up on the podium🧡

user10: uno you say?

user3: right could they be more obvious😭

yourusername: its race week babyyy

*liked by oscarpiastri*

user17: literally what is happening why are all of the grid softlaunching😭

user8: and why does it always end in the hardest of launches

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yourfriend2: 😭😭

yourusername: i am sick and tired i just want to POST him but softlaunches are so fun😔

yourfriend2: its really fun when everyone already knows?

yourusername: no but we are in too deep now☹️

user6: god you guys are insufferable

user23: JUST POST THE CUTE COUPLE PHOTOS ALREADY

user23: i lied please dont im so single it hurts

yourusername

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the world through my eyes☀️

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oscarpiastri: i love you sososo much

oscarpiastri: my favorite person in the entire world

yourusername: ur literally my sunshine🫶

yourfriend1: god you make me SICK

yourusername: ..okay😁 oscarpiastri i love youuu🤭

landonorris: i hate people in love (you guys are very cute)

user10: THE NOTE OH

user18: THE HARDEST OF LAUNCHES HAPPENED

user7: he is her world oh my lord

user63: and the fact that hes her sunshine too😭😭

user63: literally crying myself to sleep

oscarpiastri

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my happiness

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yourusername: teheehee thats me🤭

yourusername: i LOVE YOUUU

yourusername: i didnt know you took photos of me like this☹️

oscarpiastri: of course your my favorite🧡

yourusername: oh could you get any cuter🫠

yourfriend4: thought you should know yn is currently jumping up and down and giggling while looking at this

user23: I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO POST THESE?? I CANT HANDLE THIS??

user8: god really saw me sad and said ‘heres the happiest and best couple, wallow more’

user16: YOU GUYS ARE LITERALLY THE CUTEST?? THE NOTES?? THE POSTS??

user1: i cant stand people in love (i want to cry and drown in my tears)

yourusername: oh my god im so obsessed with you

oscarpiastri: i loooove youuu

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yourusername: ahhhhh im so☹️

yourusername: osc☹️☹️ur literally the cutest thing to exist

yourusername: my boys🫶🫶

yoursusername: im so in love with you sunshine☀️

oscarpiastri: love you, thank you for showing me happiness🤍

#f1 instagram au #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #formula 1 insta au #formula 1 social media au #social media au #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri #private!yn!oscar

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ferrstappen · 9 months

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Max the wag: are we the drama? l Max Verstappen Imagine

happy note: hello my loviessssss! How are you all? It feels like it’s been an eternity and I am so so happy to be back to writing and interacting with your great and incredible asks and everything <3 and I know I said this was supposed to be ready by Monday or so? but I started an internship and it's been harder than expected, but I'm getting the hang of it so be prepared for more works to come!

Probably tomorrow I’ll be posting a list of all the requests I’m incredibly behind but that way you know I got them and are on my mind and will be written <3 I also don’t know if you like the idea of starting a tag list? Please please let me know, babes <3

ALSO I got an incredible request of the Max the wag series involving our boy Yuki AND I LOVED IT SO MUCH so it’s absolutely happening!

YOU CAND FIND THE MAX THE WAG SERIES HERE

summary: For the first time, Max and you find yourselves on the other end of the gossip.

Hungary Grand Prix, 2023.

Max wasn’t feeling like himself.

The car upgrades were supposed to be great, not to make him struggle and happy a shitty day, which meant shitty questions, passive aggressive press conference trying to not look so annoyed, but it didn’t help that the press was painstakingly working to get the worst angles with furrowed eyebrows and waving off strangers trying to aggressively approach him.

Of course, it didn’t help you weren’t there to hold his hand walking around the paddock, forcing his blue eyes to focus on your calming smile and the inevitable lovestruck expression plastered on his face.

And yes, he was letting out the fact he didn’t leave Monaco in the best of terms. He’d grown accustomed to you tagging along to most races, but when you informed him you wouldn’t be able to make it to the last two races before summer break he didn’t take it the best way.

Yes, Max understood you were needed at your job and deadlines were way more difficult to meet with changing time zones, bumpy flights and noisy paddocks and hospitalities, but it didn’t change the fact that he needed you and his selfish self really needed you cheering for him, even if you’d seen him win enough times already.

In conclusion, it was safe to say he didn’t really feel like putting on a genuine smile or goof around with interviewers who’d ask the same questions while Christian tells him off for looking unapproachable.

The only thing that turned the corners of his mouth was a WhatsApp attachment from you, Jimmy and Sassy sleeping with the F1 channel on full display on the TV.

It wasn’t long until Twitter and Instagram fan accounts came to the conclusion you weren’t there with Max, creating a small discussion with some people arguing that it didn’t make sense you’d tagged along to places like Baku or Melbourne and not go to a race less far away and arguably one of the most popular tracks of the season, while other people defended you saying you had your own life apart from being Max’s girlfriend, you had a job, conferences to attend amongst other things, so it was ridiculous to expect you to be there for every race, no matter how much you loved Max.

You don’t know whether it was the fact you didn’t post a story on Instagram celebrating Max’s win or the fact Max hadn’t been his best self, struggling with the car, losing control over the tiniest thing and just losing focus overall the fuel for some fans to start speculating about the status of your relationship.

User1: why hasn’t y/n posted something about max?? she always does when she’s not with him

User2: something’s sus

User3: no pls I cant handle another July break up

User4: max deserves someone who shows up for him! He arguably had the most difficult weekend of the season and she’s mia

User5: she’s always there for him and has a right to have her own life grow the hell up!

Belgian Grand Prix, 2023

Last race before summer break meant most people on the paddock were a turmoil of emotions between the desire for the weekend to be completely over and wishing to do the best possible job before the break.

Max convinced himself he was coming into the weekend relaxed, knowing he’d have to put his best strategies, talent and focus for Spa, but a few free weeks were right around the corner so he could recharge with you, staying in bed for the entire morning before getting up to get ready to go out, maybe arriving back to the apartment drunk and giggly only to regret everything during the morning, but with the knowledge you were going to do the exact same.

He was facetiming you when he came across lots of fans wanting his attention, asking for pictures, until someone asked for you and Max pretended he didn’t listen, not wanting to answer things about his relationship, and the woman that asked wasn’t even sharp enough to catch your face on full display on his screen.

Had Max known the chaos it would ensue not answering the simple question about you, maybe he’d reconsider, especially since Lando and him jumped from the paddock to a helicopter waiting to take them to the closing night of Tomorrowland where Martin Garrix was closing the last weekend.

User1: *attached video* pls pls you HAVE to see the discomfort on max face when someone asked him about y/n something is not right with parents

User2: we all know he never speaks about her thoo, im keeping my hopes up!!!!

User4: I’m calling break up and good cuz I never liked her always acted like she was too good for the f1 world and never communicated w fans

User3: that’s called being reserved moron!!1 you don’t see other wags taking pics with fans except maybe lily bc she’s a pro golfer!!!

You were sitting on your bed when Victoria sent a thread on Twitter (or X? or Threads? it’s confusing) pointing at every proof and detail about your supposed break up, ironically asking if you had something to inform the family since Max hadn’t said anything.

With widened eyes and unable to contain the urge to see what people were saying about Max and you, two hours later you were still reading gossip sites and didn’t even hear the door of the penthouse opening with both Sassy and Jimmy running away from the feet of the bed.

“Is this the welcome I get?” Max’s voice announced his arrival, catching you by surprise and throwing the phone in the air.

“Fuck, Max! You scared the shit out of me, I hate you!” You laughed, finally realizing he was right in front of you and kneeling on the bed to attach your arms around his neck, allowing Max to grab you by the thighs and spin you around while you left small kisses on his cheeks.

“What were you reading? You looked very focused,” Max carefully placed you back on the mattress before throwing his body and groaning at the feeling of his muscles relaxing.

“Did you know we broke up?” You questioned your boyfriend whose blue eyes opened as much as they could, eyebrows raised and slightly moving his head in confusion.

Max was confused but still demanded an answer on what was going on as he watched the corners of your mouth lifting and quiet giggles leaving them.

“Look, it’s full of theories because I didn’t attend the last races and after you went with Lando to watch Martin, some fans started drawing their own conclusions!”

“Are they insane? Speculating about other people’s love lives is so rude, and just because I didn’t answer a question about you which I never do? People are crazy!” Max exclaimed on an irritated tone, but quickly caught your eyes, making him realize the people commenting were doing the exact same thing as you, just on a larger scale.

“Baby, I think this time we are the drama…” You stated before the bedroom became quiet.

It was just Max and you staring at each other, recalling every time you eavesdropped a conversation that clearly wasn’t meant for either of you to hear, or discussed different theories on who had cheated, who had broken up with whom, why some partners were so young or looked almost identical.

“Schatz, I am not going to lie,” Max started with a frown and serious face before continuing. “I am very proud of us” After letting it out Max started laughing, his cheeks flushing and placing his hand over his mouth to try to stifle the sounds.

“Baby, this definitely means we made it!”

It was bound to happen, you were meant to eventually become a source of spectacle if you enjoyed gossiping about other people’s lives so much.

After laughing to the brink of tears, Max kissed your lips; softly, slowly and sensually, making it hard to separate but he stared right into your eyes and asked you in all seriousness: “Should we feed the gossip? Wouldn’t it be fun?”

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devilanon · 1 year

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just for you.

submissive simon riley / afab reader. sorry for the wait. i hope you enjoy [very light choking tw, nsfw.]

simon doesnt like to feel bare. in both a literal and emotional sense.

the vulnerability is uncomfortable. it makes him feel raw — like with his gear off you can see straight through him, down to his bones. like with your eyes alone you’re able to pry his ribcage open, dig through all the mess inside of him, pick him apart like a vulture, leave only scraps behind. leave him gasping, wanting, empty, spent.

but you wouldn’t do that. wouldn’t eat him alive. you’re too sweet.

god, you’re sweet, with your hands on his bare thighs, kissing gently, worshipful, almost. you handle him like he’s made of marble, something precious to be cherished; he’s never been touched so reverently before, so delicately. he can’t stand to look at you, not like this, not with your lips on his thigh — it’s like looking into the sun. so keeps his head against the mattress, a forearm thrown over his eyes, hiding. he twitches under your touch, hard and leaking against his leg.

his voice is strained and thick when he manages to speak. it’s hard to focus with all the attention you’re heaping onto him. his head feels fuzzy. “please, lovie,” he pants out. his free hand is fisting the bedsheets, twisting them in his massive grip. his knuckles are white. “please what, Simon?” your voice is saccharine. honeyed. a little teasing. at the sound of his name, he lets out a strangled whine, canting his hips up. “that’s not good enough, baby.” fuck you, 'it’s not good enough', he thinks sourly, knowing exactly what you want. “what do you need, Simon? tell me.” a delicate hand slips around his cock, and he’s done for. “make me come, please,” he grits out, managing to sound both desperate and annoyed all at once, like he’s a bit miffed he had to ask, much less beg. “please.” he can’t fight the wry, bitter smile that twitches onto his face when you answer him with gentle praise — “good. good boys use their manners.” it’s laughable. he’s not a good boy. he’s the worst of them, really. monstrous, heathen, animal. good boys haven’t snuffed lives out with their hands alone. good boys don’t have blood crusted on their boots and under their nails, good boys don’t know what it’s like to see the light drain from someone’s eyes —

but then you sink your mouth down onto his cock, and he’s no longer worried about such things. those thoughts swirl around the drain, gone, and all that’s left is you, here, touching him.

he’s helpless against the onslaught of your hot, wet mouth, the way you kiss and suck and nip at him. his cock, his thighs are slick with your spit. he’s not loud, not unless you push him to be, so he just pants at your touch, hot puffs of air from his parted lips, all kiss-bitten pink. it’s too much and not enough all at once, and he shoves at your head after only a few minutes, pushing you off of him gently. “off. off. let me fuck you,” he breathes, feeling light-headed, like he’s been held underwater.

“rude,” you mumble, climbing atop this mountain of a man to straddle his hips. “do you think you deserve to fuck me without asking nicely?” he laughs, then. he can’t help it. he could snap you in half like a twig at a whim, and here you are, scolding him. he’s fucked. he knows it. you’ve got him wrapped around your little finger. “‘m sorry,” he says, not sounding the least bit apologetic.

his platitude doesn’t sway you, and you stay hovering above him, your hands braced on his chest. he finally looks at you, then, peering up at you with a grin on his face. he wriggles hips, cock swaying, as if to entice you. “please let me fuck you. please let me fill you with my fat fucking—“

the words die off in his throat with a (quite frankly embarrassing) gasp as you sink yourself onto him, just to shut him up. it’s slow going; the width of him makes your legs shake. all the breath is sucked from his lungs at the feeling of your heat around him, the trembling of your fingers as you struggle to take him fully. he wants to fuck up into you, hands on your hips, squeezing hard enough to bruise. he wants to ruin you. but he’s a good boy; you’d said it yourself. so he waits, lets you adjust, shoves his fist into his mouth and bites to keep himself from punching up into your tight cunt.

he grunts when you finally start moving, slowly bouncing on his length. “fuck, fuck, thank you, fuck,” he rambles, sounding higher pitched than you’d ever heard him, fucked out and slightly desperate, like all his composure flew out the window the moment you started rocking your hips. he’s grabbing at you anywhere he can, his hands on your hips, your ass, your breasts, groping hungrily, like he’ll die if he can’t touch you. he keens when you slide a hand around the column of throat and squeeze lightly on the sides; just enough pressure to make him throb inside of you. he’s staring, eyes blown wide as he watches you use him, use his cock to make yourself feel good. you’re so small above him, his hands swallowing your hips as he helps you take his length, and yet he’s the one who feels stripped bare, flayed and minuscule, entirely at your whim, pinned like a butterfly beneath you.

you’ve brought him to his knees, made him show his tender belly like some dog, he realizes. he’d listen like one, if you asked. sit, stay, heel; he’d sit at your feet, lick your hand demurely and obediently, if you just asked it of him. anything, anything for you. a good boy, just for you.

“good, so fucking good for me, simon,” you say, swiveling your hips, and he’s coming out of nowhere. it rips through him, searing hot. it makes him shake. a strangled moan tears from his throat and he sits up to bury his head in the crook of your neck, crushing you against as him as he rides it out. “thank you, thank you, love you, shit,” he chants, slurring his words as you come to your end, milking his cock. tears are pricking at the corners of his eyes, both from the force of his orgasm and the grip of your cunt on his cock afterwards. the overstimulation makes him shiver, just a bit, but he’ll take it for you. only ever for you. you deserve to feel good. he wants to make you feel good.

you sit there for a long while, winding down together. his spend is leaking from you, and he hisses as you dismount. he doesn’t fight you when you pull his head to your chest, petting through his sweat-matted hair. he feels… light, but also tired, like something had been exorcised from him. “thank you,” he mumbles, pressing his face between the valley of your breasts. he can hear your heartbeat, hummingbird fast in your chest. it’s nice, nice enough to lull him into a half-sleep in your grasp. “you’re very welcome, simon.”

#cod x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #mine

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astxroiid · 2 months

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new york private life // tasm! peter parker

❥ childhood crush, date nights, vigilantes, apprehension, sweet young love.

wc: 1.5k

navigation ✩ empire state of mind (II) ✩ manhattan longing (III)

"Hey, um... I'm Peter."

A familiar face stands in front of you, one you've known all your life.

"We went to high school together. I, uh, was wondering if maybe you'd want to maybe hang out sometime." The walls of the college cafeteria seem to be closing in around Peter. His hands twitching nervously as he shifted his feet uneasily.

"Oh!" you're caught a little off guard. "Well, I'm free tomorrow. Where will we be going?"

Peter smiles to himself a little. "There's this sushi place that just opened up a few blocks over... if you like sushi, that is."

The amount of anxiety radiating off this poor boy is so potent you can practically taste it.

"I love it," you grin up at the boy from your seat. "Pick me up at 5:30? we could be there by 6."

"Th-that sounds great!" His eyes light up as an excited smile spreads across his face. He's never gotten a this positive of a response before. This feels good.

"I'll pick you up at 5:30 then. Thank you," he says, trying not to be too happy about this, but he is. Very.

“Sounds like a date to me.” you smile, stand from your seat and kiss his cheek before walking away with a bounce in your step.

A date?! A kiss to his cheek! He's never felt so alive before! His cheeks burn red as you walk away. He can't believe that you said yes.

When 5:30 comes around the next day, you’re waiting by the entrance of your house, ready to meet up with Peter. You’re a bit nervous, but mostly excited. You felt a strange flutter in your stomach, your heart beating fast and body tingling.

When 5:45 comes, you start to worry. Where could Peter be?

5:50. Your heart begins to sink. Was this all a joke?

5:55. Is he... not coming?

6:00. You're officially distraught. Your mind immediately starts running to various conclusions. Is he busy? Did something happen to him? Or did he simply change his mind?

6:15. Maybe he forgot? Maybe he's late? Maybe he lost track of time?

6:30. Your eyes are puffy and red. Tears start to stream down your face as you realize he’s probably not coming.

7:00. Anger replaces sadness. Did he do this on purpose?! What the hell?! What was the point of even asking you out?

8:00. Sadness returns. After all your emotions drained your energy and tears blurred your eyes, you cant help but come back ton the thought: Why did he do this? He can't even have the courtesy to at least call you?

Just as the thought come to mind, your phone rings. It's Peter.

Your eyes widen and you quickly pick up the phone. You desperately hope that this might just change things, but you also can't help and start to feel anxious, afraid of what he might have to say.

"Hey," Your voice cracks as you hold the phone to your ear.

Peter's heart sinks at your tone, immediately feeling at fault. "Hey," he echoes in a small tone. "I'm sorry I didn't show up today..." he says, almost inaudible for a moment. He sounds... shaky. Nervous. "Something came up..."

In what world is that a good excuse for leaving a girl waiting for you for two and a half hours? He mentally cringes, wishing he could explain better. How? 'Hey, sorry I basically ghosted you , I'm Spiderman and I had to stop a robbery?!' it almost sounds made up.

"oh..." the same, tearful tone etched into your voice from before. "it's okay, I guess."

He gulps at the sadness in your voice, feeling worse now, not sure how to handle this situation.

"My aunt called me. She had some things she needed help with," he said, trying his best to avoid giving details. "I lost track of time and only just realized how late it was. I was rushing as fast as I could but I know I missed our date. I'm sorry, I should have at least sent you a text."

“It’s okay.” you sound only slightly more cheerful. “How about you make it up to me come over with some takeout and we watch a movie?”

"Really?" he asks, sounding surprised. After the tense conversation you both just had, he didn't think the night - or relationship for that matter - would be salvageable. "I mean sure," he says, not being able to hide the joy in his voice or the smile on his face. "What kind food do you want?"

“You pick.” You smile “Come over as soon as you can.”

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About 20 minutes later Peter knocks on your door. You open it to reveal the sweetest looking boy with flowers an Thai food in hand, appearing a little guilty but still excited.

You couldn't resist smiling back at him, feeling much less mad about what happened earlier.

"Sorry for the wait," Peter apologizes as he hands you the bouquet of tulips. You gladly take them.

Walking over to the kitchen and filling a vase with water, you call out to Peter, who's still standing in the doorway.

“You can come in Pete! You can set the food down over there," you gesture to the coffee table, covered in candles and books for your college classes.

Pete?! He smiles warmly as he enters into the living room and he watches you set the flowers in the vase. Peter glances around your apartment, your home is quite cozy.

Dark blue curtains hang around each window, soft lights from the New York night glowing through. Every surface in your home is decorated with mixtures of candles, lamps, books, or cute little trinkets.

The whole place smells like cherries and coffee. The soft music playing in the background bringing the whole mood together.

He goes ahead and sets the food down on the coffee table and he looks around the room. "Your place is nice," he says softly. He loves it. he could get used to spending more time here.

“Why thank you.” You blush, placing the flowers down “Oh! I was thinking about watching some of the Star Wars movies - is that okay?” You plop on the couch, patting next to you for Peter to sit.

"Star Wars is always okay with me," Peter replies, happy that you're not upset anymore. He sits down next to you and he can't help but notice how close you're both sitting next to each other. His heart flutters.

"The Empire Strikes Back is my favorite," Peter replies excitedly, happy to be sharing one of his interests with you.

He smiles, feeling very happy with the current state of things.

"That's my favorite too!" You smile brightly, looking into his eyes.

There was an odd and almost indescribable intimacy between you two, as if your shared love of Star Wars had brought you closer together in some unknown way.

“Really?” Peter asks, feeling thrilled by this coincidence.

You nod, giggling at Peter's excitement.

"What's your favorite character?" Peter asks. He's trying to watch the movie, although it's hard to take his eyes off of you for too long.

"Hmmm..." you place your finger on your chin, feigning deep thought. "Obi Wan, hands down the best in my opinion. What about you?"

"Definitely Han Solo," he replies, smiling. You notice how his cheeks are a bit red right now.

Is he blushing?

"He's cocky and always in the middle of trouble, but so charismatic and charming," Peter adds. He leans closer, getting a little more comfortable on the couch.

"Who's your least favorite?"

You notice him moving closer but don’t mind at all “Kylo Ren, I think. His character is just too underdone - they could’ve done better. What about you, Pete? Who’s your least favorite?” You lean in close to him, placing Your hand on his shoulder.

"Totally agree," Peter says quickly, gulping. "Kylo Ren sucks."

Chills take over Peter's body as your hand rests on his shoulder.

You're sitting awfully close, and the thought of it makes his head rush. He wishes he could take his eyes off of you.

Your heart begins to pound. He's getting so lost in the atmosphere.

You smile and turn your head back to the TV watching along as Han Solo grabs Leia, kissing her deeply. There's an ache in your chest for something similar.

Please kiss me. Peter's mind races and begs. Just go for it! He silently urges himself.

He's dying to turn his head towards you. The closeness is sending him into a spiral of emotion. If only he could find the courage to make a move. As he glances your way, he notices you're not looking at him; your attention is elsewhere. A wave of disappointment washes through him.

Peter looks to his fidgeting hands, now incredibly insecure.

Is he reading the signals wrong? His heart sinks. Does she not feel the same way?

His breath is shaky and he's afraid of ruining the evening.

Peter decides it's best to focus on the movie and not his growing, aching feelings.

I hope y'all enjoyed my first fic in a loooong time lmao, big thanks to character.ai for helping me come up with this!

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #spiderman #spiderman x reader #tasm #tasm peter parker #tasm x reader #tasm!peter x reader #andrew garfield #andrew garfield x reader #marvel #sony #marvel x reader #tasm!peter parker #tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm!peter imagine #parker

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millzieraa · 9 months

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Hii so this is more than 100% very basic BUT still yk the song Yummy by Ayesha erotica hear me out f!reader sings this song at her concert right? But how would Tokio hotel react to like “yeah he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts” part of the song and yeah idk if it makes sense cuz I suck ass at explaining

˚₊‧꒰ა HE LOVES ME BUT HE FUCKS ME LIKE HE HATES MY GUTS ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Summary: tokio hotels reactions to hearing you say “yeah he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts”

A/N: RAHHH I LOVE THIS REQUEST!! I still have a ton of requests to write so expect more!!

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BILL KAULITZ

✮ “Yeah he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts!” You sang as you walk around the stage

✮ bill was SO FLUSTERED at your words!!

✮ looks at you like (,,o//o,,)

✮ everyone looks over to him like ‘ayoo??’

✮ his whole face is red bruh he’s like a fucking tomato

✮ when he sees you smirking at him, he’d have to put his hands over his pants ˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶ iykyk

TOM KAULITZ

✮ “yeah he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts” you sang into the mic

✮ he just smirks

✮ he loves hearing you say that y’all

✮ Debby Ryan face activated ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

✮ LOOKING YOU UP AND DOWN AND SHIII

✮playing with his fingers and his dreads and just watching you intently

✮ honestly he’s just vibing, cuz he knows what’s gonna happen when y’all are alone •⌄•

GUSTAV SCHÄFER

✮ “yeah he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts” you sang as you swayed your hips

✮ sweet boy can’t handle it

✮ SWEET BOY CANT HANDLE ITTTT (∩˃ω˂∩)

✮ the boys are teasing him SO HARDDD

✮ “didn’t know you had it in you gustav”

✮ hides his face in his hands and smiles so wide

✮ every time his face leaves in his hands and he sees you he’s just like, breathing?! What’s that

✮ if you smile at him.. that’s it, he’s dead

GEORG LISTING

✮ “yeah he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts” you sing as you wink at you boyfriend, Georg

✮ eyes: widened

✮ jaw: dropped

✮ something: inappropriate to say

✮ BRO IS FLABBERGASTED YALLL (´𓋰`)

✮ but also horny

✮ he’s just looking at you with like mixed emotions

✮ like he’s both shell shocked and excited

✮ ANYWAYS…. He proves the song lyrics👩‍🦽

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #georg listing #georg listing x reader #gustav schafer x reader #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader

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lvrslvt3 · 9 months

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POOL CONFESSIONS | j. fisher

main masterlist | tsitp masterlist

PAIRINGS : jeremiah fisher x reader

SUMMARY : the two friends try to do a movie stunt in a pool, but they end up making there own movie.

WARNINGS : none

NOTES : i haven’t proofread this

“looks like your having fun.” you sarcastically commented while taking a seat beside jeremiah, your bare legs dangling into the cool pool water infront of the pair of you. you glanced over at the boy, concerned at the expression on his face and the tightness of his jaw. he had a solemn look about him as he gazed down at the pool and you knew why. you had accidentally caught him kissing belly in it just the night before but you hadn’t told him. you didn’t want your own emotions to get on the way of his.

“bad memories?” your voice was quieter this time, more reserved, as your curiosity got the best of you. you also wanted to make sure that he was okay since he did not currently look it. “something like that.” he mumbled before finally facing you. his jaw softened but you could tell he was keeping something in. he was mad at something or someone but it wasn’t you, if it was he would’ve already started an argument or atleast made a few passive agressive comments by now.

“what about you?” he leaned back on his hands instead of crossing them and you notice the slight falter in his breath, his chest hitching for a second longer before finally calming down. you pretended not to notice it. “honestly?” you asked with a sigh while looking away from jeremiah and back into the water, “i’m thinking about that scene from dirty dancing right now.” you failed to hide the small smile on your face.

jeremiah shot you a confused look before he finally broke out into a real smile, a soft chuckle leaving him. “when johnny lifts baby up in the water?” he questioned, recognition sparking all over his features. you hummed before facing him fully, a michevouis smirk on your face. “why don’t we do it?” you shrugged as you spoke before lifting up an arm to flex your hardly there muscles, “i’ve gotten pretty strong—“

“why don’t i do the lifting?” he suggested while standing up, pulling off his shirt and jumping in while his shorts on. you laughed while taking off your shirt aswell, leaving you in only pyjama shorts and a sports bra.

you slipped in the water before the effects of his stare took place, a shy smile overcoming you as you faced each other — now soaked in the water and underneath the starlight of cousins. “don’t go shy on me now.” jeremiah teased after shaking his hair, some of its fluffiness coming back before taking steps in the water over to you, “your gonna have to run and jump—“

“run?” you interrupted before he could finish his sentence, “i cant run in deep water.” you reminded him before pushing back your hair so it wouldn’t fall in front your face any longer. “i’ll just,” you paused for a moment, “come at you fast.”

“so run?” he raised a brow and you splashed water towards him, scrunching up your face in annoyance before readying yourself. “just come at me, i’ll catch you.” he promised, bringing his arms out to do just that. “you better.” you mumbled before stretching your body, a little dramatically, to prepare yourself. “just to let you know, the music is playing in my head.” you told jeremiah before you started towards him.

“mine too.” he chuckled before you finally began to move, going as fast as you could to get past the heavy water trying to keep you back until finally his hands were on your waist and he could attempt to lift you. he got you up into the air but perhaps too fast since you had went over him, your hands in the air as if you was flying as you dived back into the pool on the other side of the fisher boy. when you resurfaced he was laughing.

“you came at me too fast.” he joked as you went back to your place from before. “if you can’t handle me, jere, just tell me.” you teased him. the boy chuckled and shook his head, “i can always handle you.” you rolled my eyes at the comment but you still blushed at his attention.

“if you drop me one more time, then i’m gonna drown you.” you joked as you once again came from underneath the water, slicking your hair back to keep it away from your face and swimming back towards your spot. “i just don’t know my own strength.” he joked, bringing his arms up and flexing the new muscles he had gotten over the year. you tried not to stare too intensely at them and instead kept your eyes focused on his face.

“is that why you keep dunking me?” you questioned with a tilt of your head. he nodded with a grin, bringing his arms out to catch you again. “this time we’ll do it, i know it.” he stated confidently. you smiled, beginning to rush towards him. you had managed to get faster each time. the water was easier to break through and it swiftly moved by you until finally you reached jeremiah.

he caught your waist just like last time and held you up, your hands coming to steady yourself on his shoulders automatically. “don’t worry, i’ve got you.” he mumbled and you could feel your stomach tighten, feeling on fire from his touch. you brought your hands up just like they had in the movie, giggling along with jeremiah’s chuckles before finally he let you down and you were stood infront of him with a sheepish grin still on your face.

“we did it!” you cheered while hugging him, his hands holding your waist tighter as you both celebrated. “i told you we would.” jeremiah stated before you pulled away to look at him again. “your so cocky.” you laughed through your own words. “when a pretty girl like you wants to be in my presence i have every right to be cocky.” he looked smug as he spoke and his hand tightened on you once more. “am i wrong?” he raised a brow as if to challenge you.

you didn’t respond, rolling your eyes playfully and turned to escape his grasp before you exposed the little crush you had on him. but his grip tightened so your movement halted, and you looked back around at his emotionless face. he was staring down at you with an unreadable expression. “jere, you okay?”

he didn’t respond, his eyes glancing down to your lips before he finally kissed you. without warning, without asking he simply pressed his lips against yours like that was the only way to answer your question. once he kissed you, your heart flowed and every muscle in your body relaxed. how much you needed this terrified you. you wondered if everyone felt this way. maybe it was just you, or maybe it was just you and him together.

he pulled away after a few seconds, squeezing your hips as if to ask silently if you were okay, and when you didn’t do anything he spoke. “i always knew i loved you.” he whispered in a hoarse voice that made you involuntarily shiver. you opened your mouth to speak, to say it back, but he stopped you. “i didn’t say it just to hear it said back. i said it to make sure that you knew.”

you spoke just as he finished, “i love you too, jere.” you smiled up at him and he returned it easily, your heart beginning to race again at this bubble of happiness you were confined to as you held each other. you leaned your head up to kiss him once again. this time, he grabbed your throat but didn’t choke you, just brought you so close that when you kissed you weren’t sure whose air you were breathing.

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graves-doodles · 3 months

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Look at my blushing fool i love him sm, ironically I always drew him as he is with the Garo mask on but he's so much more than that 😭

More Lore Dumping incoming

We all got the basics on this guy: Zelda? Bad. Ganondorf? Took him in yeah but bad. Link? 🤏 Lil fucked up because of them both and he cant talk, ugh awful, tragic

Now this is where it gets interesting. His whole plot comes from him going along with whatever is done to him, secretly becoming that wanted criminal while he hides as a hyrulian guard. So what happens to help escape this?

Well, Zelda is noticing that this new masked crook is silent. Almost like that kid she cursed into being. Who Ganondorf convinced her a while back to let him train and take in as one of the castle knights. So she summons Link and keeps him close to watch him.

Shenanigans happen where Ganondorf meant to send another different masked man to attack while Link is in uniform to protect Zelda and therefore the mask crook cant be Link, see?? Instead the timing of the hit is so wildly wrong and Link ends up protecting someone else instead 👀

Enter Shad. The guy who is single-handedly going to be the moral compass for our poor lil guy. Shad just walks around awe struck after being saved by this knight, and he then starts seeing Link being placed and thrown all over the castle in different positions.

Shad makes sure to always pass by to say hi, and Link finds it so enduring, but has no idea how to handle his emotions and ends up being our bashful boy.

Eventually they hit it off and Shad finds out about the whole "wearing a mask and sent out to kill people" thing and takes it really rough, but sticks by to get Link out of his situation. Absolute bro move 🤝

#legend of zelda #legend of zelda oc #legend of zelda au #my art #link oc #im gonna lore dump so much about these dudes i got like uhhhhh 3 more after this since i did earth already #plants is coming though so maybe i'll have 4 again and then the other 4 after that batch

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comradekatara · 20 days

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Im hardly in the atla fandom (rlly you are the only atla blog i follow) but occasionzlly i see a few posts and a lotta the ones concerning aang are so irksome. Posts that have aang showcasin any emotion apart from 'happy go lucky' almost always has the lil quip of 'oh theres the kyoshi coming out in him lol' which really downplays him so much more than ppl already do.

Like he cant even show emotion outside of the expected without it bein attributed to someone else like he's only a conduit for other avatars and not yknow, a character written to have an assortment of emotions

i feel like we (aang lovers aka common sense haters) say this every day, but no one ever actually considers aang’s motivations or interiority because his narrative and aesthetics are not sufficiently compelling to a western audience, especially when contrasted with zuko’s superficial appeal as a “traumatized edgy bad boy.” which is also funny because aang’s trauma honestly eclipses zuko’s, and also aang threw a secret dance party in a cave and helped katara do ecoterrorism and is generally way more cool and badass and tragic and charismatic.

not that it’s a competition. i also love zuko, to be fair. but i do feel like ppl have a tendency to pit them against each other, when in reality the entire point of the whole fucking show is that their bond when they actually collaborate in a friendship of equals forged in empathy and mutual understanding is what allows for balance to be achieved in the world. so pitting them against each other is undermining the show’s entire thesis, but it also perfectly illustrates how ppl will warp these characters to suit a predetermined cliched narrative bc they can’t handle even the barest modicum of complexity or nuance.

they can’t handle aang being flawed or internally complex or messy in any way, despite him literally being the protagonist. it’s how we get the idiot suits over at netflix trying to water down every single character into a single personality trait and no extraneous details or, yknow, flaws. like aang not even running away or wanting to shirk his responsibilities because that would make him to “unlikable” i guess. no one knows what good character writing looks like smh.

also the kyoshi thing was funny maybe like 16 years ago but at this point we literally have two novels full of kyoshi characterization that is good and nuanced. not that you have to read the novels or anything, but like. shouldn’t we know by now that kyoshi is not simply the embodiment of all that is aggressive and violent. and that’s not even how the avatar state works, so. but swagever.

#phoenix-before-the-flame #asks #aang #zuko #aang&zuko #kyoshi #sorry this response is very stream of consciousness and possibly incoherent #im tired….

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Top 5 Anime/Manga characters of all time and why?

oh wow hmmm....

Completely subjectively:

Oikawa Tooru (haikyuu!!)

Oikawa... he is just yknow. My Character. But I also often in my daily life have a little Oikawa in my head reminding me that my passion is my passion because it's fun and I love it. That talent and skill are intertwined but also not static or pre-determined, that I might not be as good as I think I should be, and I might never be, but if I don't try I definitely won't. Maybe I will reach my goal today, or tomorrow, or in 30 years. And I can do it at the pace and path that suits me. He speaks of all this AS WELL as the very bitter feelings that preceeds these revelations. I also really love his focus on facilitating others, of reaching potential together, of trust and faith in his team and their in him!

2. Marcille Donato (Dungeon Meshi)

Oh Marcille. (Manga spoilers here) Marcille started out so silly and to be honest? Annoying? Girly and anxious and squemish. But then you realise that these parts are absolutely true, but she is also determined and loyal and scared and unafraid and skilled. The firly and squemish becomes charming in contrast to her being excited to experience death and morally ambigious enough to use ancient magic or become a dungeon lord. And then you learn even more about her and her family, the way she grew up and how she probably is... pretty young, considering everything. The knowledge and life experience of someone being 40 maybe, but with the brain to handle it of a 19 year old... she is so afraid for everyone to die away and yet she cant help but love people! Isn't that lovely!? And as someone very afraid to lose my parents I really really feel for her relationship with her father. I think Marcille was a character who really illustrates the progression of tone in Dungeon meshi, represents the themes of the story so well, and really grew on me. Also gay. hi.

3. Shinji Ikari (Neon Genesis Evangelion)

I know people don't like this guy but he shaped me so much as a teen. I think his journey through lacking self-esteem and depression and self hatred is both fascinating, nuanced and in the end, encouraging! Imagine being offered to join humanity all as one, never feel rejected or alone again and then DESPITE all he has gone through, chosing to be yourself after all! And frankly I love that the show lets him be cowardly and weak and unsympathetic, it makes him more real and make his strong moments stronger. Also gay. hi

4. Mob (Mob psycho 100)

Mobs story is more low key, but I also enjoy a story about a young boy who FIRST has to find the motivation to improve himself, and THEN has to realise that improving yourself and being a good person does not necessarily mean to surpress any negative or strong emotions. Once again, a story about acceoting yourself, even the sides you have a hard time controlling and find off-putting or scary. And I think Mob gets to realise this in a silly and gently way!

5. Abe takaya (ookiku furikabutte)

Oh Abe. It's that one page. When he is explaining to Sakeaguchi his backstory with Haruna, and he is talking about it so casually, it's no big deal, but you can tell. "Everyone is afraid of pain". It makes my heart clench every time. It's his control-issues, his fast felling into caring about Mihashi as a person, but then slowly realising what that actually means. It's him being shocked by the smile, it's him doing anything to win, it's him not realising how mean he is. In a different story Abe would have been a bully. But fortunately for him Momoe and the team and Mihashi himself are not putting up with any of it and he slowly and also gently improves himself. I gotta catch up with oofuri. (also gay. hi)

Shout outs to: Hinata Shoyo (of course), Mihashi Ren (also of course), Edward Elric, Sophie (Howls moving castle movie), Reigen (im not immune), Tamaki (ohshc, sometimes i just think about him and hes so charming and fun and i relate), Kanamori (Keep your hands off Eizouken!, shes just. so cool. It's a fun show but every time shes on screen im blushing a bit shes just! Wow!), and the straight college student from one of my fave BL's who has to go on a personal journey to accept that he actually likes a man who's bigger and taller than him and has a big ass. Shoutouts to him too.

#antswers #Anonymous #recs

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yongislong · 2 years

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common phrases in relationship + nct dream.

wc: idk eekk genre: fluff/angst-ish/crack?/establish relationships

cw/note: none, i dont think! common things said within reader x non-idol!dreamies relationships <3 i loved writing this sm

mark... you're doing so well. exchanged in between you guys almost every day. you both could have been alone together all day, lazing around and he'll never forget to tell you how proud of you he is, and you the same, especially on his hardest days. it comes with tears, laughter, a tucking of hair behind the ears, a kiss on the crease in between your brows, or sleepy exchanges in the morning before classes or at night just before knocking out, limbs tangled. there are more lighthearted moments between you both like when he pretends to shoot webs out of his wrists but overall support is key

renjun... boi. and yes with an i, and yes he does the hand sign thing with it, like will come up to you and go "boi" and walk away because hes a FREAAAKK. a close runner up is c'mere. GAHHHH he's insane. literally insane. he has so many phrases some saved just for you but any time you hear "c'mere" you're in for it. absolutley in for it. either he wants money, food or a world domination partner. he knows you'd do anything when he lilts his pitch up a bit higher and whines, he knows hes gorgeous its infuriating but also, look at him hes :") hes jun!? your jun!

jeno... ang or pretty thing. he's a biter. IDK, okay i dont. know. but what i do know is that he bites. whether you're making breakfast or laying curled up in bed, he has this... innate alpha urge to bite your cheek his fav, lower stomach, tricep, thigh or shoulder. literally so non sexual like hes just feral. its cute though and that little ang sound he makes </3 he always apologizes with an eye smile and a "sorry pretty thing" after giggling and wiping his spit off your skin T-T lol. likes seeing ur cheeks get pink after he bites them tho haha

haechan... and scene. he thinks he in a movie fr... everytime he rants or confesses something to you and is slightly even a bit lovable or vunurable he will end it with "and scene." he claims its to break the tension but you know its bc he always puts on a happy persona and he can't handle being emotional like that with someone. hes gotten better at it since you came along yaas but will still do it after he makes out with you and it makes you violent?? and he thinks your face is the funniest thing??? hes ever seen??? everytime?? :D ... :|

jaemin... aaaaigo. obviously! kinda basic but other than pet names and endless praise hes more of an acts of service person. hes the type of guy who would like, want to squeeze their pet to death but, out of love :") and its the same with you like he wish he could be better with words but "aigo" is just so fitting when all he feels is insane amounts of love towards you and he cant... like squeeze you xtra hard lol. sometimes he does one or the other but if your being extra cute he'll pick you up and spin you around while chanting aigo over and over again

chenle... i'll pay. oh chenle and his chivarly. yes you are both broke-ish college students and yes hes paid for at least 95% of everything since you both began dating. only times you've been lucky enough to pay is when he rushes off to the bathroom and you flag down your server with debit card in hand. he zelled you almost immediatley so, cash is now a must for you. he can't help but spoil you. you'd once mentioned to him how you can't imagine what he's gonna be like once you two get steady jobs and all he did was smile at you... like the joker... spoiler he bought daegal with his first adult paycheck

jisung... smoke bomb! i.... ok so he gets into predicaments a lot and ok, tbh i dont think hes all that shy but he is kinda awkward and envionrmentally unaware? so he'll be talking to you, or anyone really, and when he senses your eyes kinda squint and a confused pout make its way onto your lips he pretends to smash something on the ground and yell "smoke bomb" and run as fast as he can but... theres obvi no smoke so he... i mean... you can picture it T-T its v cute though just not when he gets flustered in the public grocery store because you asked him if he knew what gnocci pasta actually was

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omegalomania · 1 year

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fall out boy live performances i think about Often

the reunion show medley. how many goats do i have to sacrifice for you guys to do this one again.

disloyal order of water buffaloes, specifically the version that opens with the piano and the rest of the band comes crashing in at the second verse. my GOD man what do i have to do to make you do this version again

death valley live. thats all.

the time they did their stayin out all night remix live with wiz khalifa

the thriller aol sessions version is so good that i thought it was the studio version with mild reinstrumentation at first lol

the medley they did in 2015 where they mashed up all their hits and even managed to sneak in the uma thurman riffs at the end

can i link the entirety of the knights of columbus set? i'm gonna do that. go watch it. it's glorious.

i feel like not enough people talked about how good church sounded live. i actually kinda like it a little better than the studio version. patrick drops down an octave for some bits of the final chorus and i always love hearing his chest voice.

obviously i have to link one of the few times they've played headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet live. they did (coffee's for closers) at this show too and i think about it always.

they didnt do where did the party go live that often because it is MERCILESSLY heard to sing live but my GOD. when they did it. my god.

that one performance of the kids aren't alright where pete screams alongside patrick for the entire last part of the chorus ruined me in ways i have difficulty articulating.

the way way early version of sugar we're goin down they played live in 2004 before they changed all the verses

anytime they'd do just one yesterday live and patrick would do the bridge and kill it every time

the acoustic version of sophomore slump or comeback of the year they did for a private show in 2007. (they did this acoustic again in 2013 and i love that version too)

that one time they segued seamlessly from the chorus of alone together to my songs know what you did in the dark

MISS MISSING YOU LIVE YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME

any of those rare rare times they would do yule shoot your eye out live

when they did patron saints of liars and fakes at one of the reunion shows. don't touch me.

the acoustic session of tttyg songs (grenade jumper, chicago is so two years ago, saturday) they did that's on the my heart will always be the b side to my tongue dvd. they are so so so SO small!!!!!

save rock and roll live is like. so important to me personally it never fails to bring me to my knees. but specifically the time they did it for the mda telethon in 2014. joes backing vocals come through sO clearly and its SOOOOO AAAAAA

also the time they did save rock and roll live for vevo. BIG ouchie.

okay also the time they dedicated save rock and roll to bowie after he passed because pete gets VERY VISIBLY EMOTIONAL OVER THIS and i can't handle it.

we don't take hits we write them literally Only exists in live format so i have to give a special mention to that. what i would give for a studio version though...

it's hard for me to pick a favorite moment of the time they played wrigley field during mania tour. i was lucky enough to catch a livestream of most of the show and it was frankly magic. someathing has to be said for the energy in the way the show began...and for the way it ended.

im incapable of not bringing up the immortals acoustic version they did during boys of zummer. i cant NOT. joe and patrick sound sO GOOD TOGETHER VOCALLY, OKAY

i'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off, acoustic sessions.....im okay.

remember when they opened some of the monumentour shows with THIS IS THE TAKE OVER, THE MOTHERFUCKING BREAK'S OVER cause. i do.

if youve never seen the stripped-down piano version of young and menace and only heard the studio instrumental i beseech you to watch the live version. i will never forget hearing this live. the whole stadium got so, so quiet in what i could only describe as reverence.

you know that one text post that talks about patrick getting all emotional during a performance of what a catch, donnie and then just sniffs a little and says "i'm a loss for words...which is a good thing i have a microphone, right? so i can keep talking." well this is that exact performance.

#fall out boy #*making poasts #this started off as me hunting down more live performances to rip for my work ipod #i have most of these already. not all though.#anyway it turned into a list of me having big emotions. unsurprisingly.

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transqueer4singlemoms · 2 months

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Harry Du Bois obviously has ADHD

The skills in his head are always firing off with things to say and often interject with random shit mid conversation, intrusive thoughts are very prevalent with certain skills. Basically his mind is constantly racing. Symptoms like daydreaming and inability to understand/doesn't listen properly can also be seen with the skills

His hyper fixation (disco music) has literally contorted his face and has seeped into his entire personality, repeats words and actions like "disco" and fingerguns

A lot of his self destructive behaviors are caused by his divorce trauma and possibly by his lack of self restraint and compulsivity due to a lack of dopamine

Risk taking behaviors such as reckless driving, taking fucking radiation medicine to get high, punching Cuno, and jumping off the roof to get his cloak

Blurting out of turn can be seen with dialogue with Kim and others when they're making a point (La Puta Madre threating, Hardie Boys confrontation in the drug trade)

He has mood swings especially when talking with Dora or Klaasje (I interpret these as mood swings since he gets so angry so quickly, mood swings can be easily explained through player choice however)

He can have low frustration tolerance throughout dialogue and has repeatedly shown to suffer from a case of Cant Handle Emotions Properly Syndrome shown through failed skill checks

May not be a perfect analysis of Harry or the game and I may not be a medical professional (I do suffer from ADHD tho) but this is my take on my mew mew's neurodivergence. Feel free to add or correct any info

#adhd #add #disco elysium #harry du bois #harrier du bois

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cashmere-caveman · 3 days

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hello everyone :) inspired by this post by @burrowingregg, please enjoy my thoughts on "what if crozier fucking dies and little becomes captain"

if he dies before sir john

one of two outcomes. sir john either doubles down ("we have to find the nwp for francis!"/"well now that the haters are gone its time to have Real Men Solve This Like Champs") or he goes hm. maybe this is a sign and actually this is a dire situation. perhaps we should pack it in men

i dont rlly have any thoughts on this except i am rlly curious what this would do to fitzy. does he ramp up the charming pretender routine now that he's the uncontested no1 son and crozier cleary didnt know what he was talking about or would this be an early wakeup call and jumpstart the fury beach convo w blanky?

if he dies pre ep4 (tuunbaq)

the lashing would not turn out this way bc little wouldnt have hickey punished as a boy -> less men would berth on erebus

mutiny later maybe? definitely different

(is this a good moment to squeeze in some solittle bc they have to cooperate to keep all the men in check.)

definitely better communication within terror command bc the lieutenants will know little is going to hear them out i think and since little sucks at asserting authority hed have to rely on them more than crozier did

weird tension between jopson and little i think. is it sexual. is it antagonistic. actually maybe i could see jopson joining a mutiny in a crozier dead scenario hmmm…. heres how hickeyjopson can still win !!1!!!!!

if he doesnt survive the withdrawal

jopson.exe stopped working

maybe i could see jopson joining a mutiny in a crozier dead scenario hmmm…. heres how hickeyjopson can still win !!1!!!!! (1).docx

joplittle coworkers to enemies speedrun. i think jopson would grieve so fucking much but then go Ah! We compartmentalise this emotion! Nothing easier than that :) and then hed be so fucking passive agressive as the new captains steward without even realising bc WHY does little walk around alive and hale when little was the one who got crozier the alcohol that killed him how is that fair (jopson is Not at a point where he is willing to confront the fact that he himself was just as much an enabler as little, if not more so)

also sidenote but he wouldnt shave little since that actually never was in a stewards job description in the first place lol no homoerotic blade to throat interaction for you, sir!!

i do think little and fitzjames would work well together! they did a good job on coordinating the carnivale and fitzjames is not someone who lashes out a lot, which is good bc little does not deal well w getting screamed at

i think blanky would become elemental. w crozier dead and mcdonald gone hes the last brit who speaks inuktitut fluent enough to communicate w silna Plus hes one of the v few remaining high ranking arctic veterans

(what would change in a scenario like this if my good friend and upcoming romance novel love interest graham gore - who was an arctic veteran and even competent and charismatic - was still around? food for thought)

what would hickey do? the object of his obsession is out of the picture so he cant get revenge for getting whipped, he still wants to go to his tropical vacation and i think w crozier dead he would switch to survival mode 3000 (he is always already in survival mode to begin with, but i mean the point at which he switches from playing defense to offense) sooner. if the captains dead theyre fucked for real whats holding him back? hickey voice in fact what is holding anyone back? men, we need to confront the situation!

i really think this might be where thomas "shouldve been a news reporter" jopson would shine. that nosy bitch knows about Everything going on, and in a situation like this where every information must be handled in a v tactical way so as to Manage The Situation i think there would be a great deal of avenues of action open to someone in a position like his. especially, i think, bc to me a great deal, if not to say the entirety of jopsons optimism and endurance and focus is simply build on this vast foundation of trust he has in crozier and w crozier gone, what happens to all of that? there are a few ways this could play out imo

a) he instead reorients himself toward the next Authority Figure, which in this case would probably be Fitzjames. I do think it is unlikely, simply bc due to crozier dying during withdrawal the fences would not yet have mended entirely and jopson Will Hold A Grudge. it wont be little, for previously mentioned reasons, even though i dont think jopson would be able to realise that himself. he does not have a lot of interactions w the other lieutenants up until then (not counting serving dinner etc) and since iirc they had not been called into the Sobriety Meeting i dont quite know about how much he would trust them. so unless sth drastically changes during the walkout the options would be fitzjames or little and i personally vote no on both

b) he would retreat into himself and simply Wait. wait for what? u ask. well :) he would wait. and then, maybe one day he might even React. but for now, he would Wait, and Pay Attention

c) i realize this is quite a shrewder reading of jopson than what dave k has said of how he sees him but as i said earlier to me a lot of jopsons "goodness" hinges of crozier providing him w the trust he needs to unfold these qualities. and w that gone, i think that leaves him as someone v smart, in a position where he has access to a lot of information, and also in a state of absolutely crushed hopes and reopened trauma. and that certainly does put you in a set of mind doesnt it?? atp his trust in the remaining leadership might be v fragile and he would certainly wonder how any of this would go on. so hed either implode and fucking idk. wither. (which, for the record, i think he would Not do) Or! he would decide that alright. no one left to handle this but himself so time to take matters into his own hands! youve shot smaller hawks than this tommy its time to get out of here! which, again, is where i think a possible hickey alliance, maybe via billy, might take place. if jopson and hickey would team up for a mutiny they would definitely constantly be daydreaming of killing each other <3 not to be me but i would read the fuck out of a hickeyjopson mutiny vs a solittefitz alliance. give me intrigue! give me bastardry! give me some fucking losers dishing it out in the canadian arctic over the worlds worst buffet options!

this is not necessarily a full point on its own but more of an addendum: i genuinely think jopson has it in him to pull a dundy. aka i think he v much does strike me as someone who would stage a quiet not so much mutiny but a quiet usurpation of power through simple calculated ruthlessness. which! speaking of usurpation!

option d) jopson decides that hes the only competent bitch left and the only way to ensure everyones survival is to go full grima wormtongue and become the puppet master advisor to littles captain. little would actually let this happen and might even welcome it. we know this guy is genetically engineered to follow orders. dont say i never did anything for joplittle enjoyers!!!

crozier dies during the walkout at any point:

i dont really have anything big for this. it would be bad but depending on what has happened at that point (how scurvy ridden is fitzjames? is jopson a lieutenant yet? has hickey killed irving already?) it might not change too much tbh

if he gets shot during morfins suicide it would be disastrous i think but it might actually make the men come closer together again maybe? if little becomes captain then and there maybe the mutiny might get prevented or at least postponed bc little would let the marines get their armed patrol and thus might not be as resentful/mistrusting toward command. ofc little As A Captain trusting tozer and getting fucking bamboozled by him if the mutiny still happened would be an even worse look lmfao. that is if morfin shot him. if it was however a Marine who shot crozier…… well. i think thered be an execution first thing at daybreak! and any and all weapons would be under lock and key w extra attention to the point that i think not even armitage would hand them out. plus lbr it wouldve been tozer in this scenario w the killing shot so! armitage without tozer…. does that poor lad even know how to exist when he is not in sols orbit. how would hickey exploit this….. (also extremely evil version is jopson shooting crozier which is so evil that we do not consider it. goodbye)

if crozier dies pre tuunbaq attack id be curious if the (attempted) hanging would still happen. i personally think it would, simply bc hickey would definitely try to start some shit and fitzjames would be wary enough to order a post mortem on irving plus jopson would definitely catch that rat. maybe he would actually hang, even, but that depends on whether little as his captain or fitzjames as the overall expedition commander would give the little speech beforehand. if it's fitzy, either him or hickey in his response would run out of time before the tuunbaq shows up and hickey would escape, but if it's little theres a real chance he would shortly state some dry facts let hickey speak for two sentences of last words maximum and then get it over with. and now That would be a fascinating scenario to explore. crozier gone, hickey gone, camp in ruins, dozens of men dead, fitzscurvy left in charge. would there be a second mutiny? des voeux, perhaps? or billy himself (he was also an architect of this!!! he burned the fucking maps!!! billy was not regular rat who marrydivorcemarried the evil rat he was evil rat no2!!! simply a less flashy (fleshy….. hah) flavour!!!) just quietly absconding w a bunch of men into the fog? what would tozer do, if he had survived and hickey hadn't?

last minute death scenarios

anything w crozier dead before hickey could capture him would not change much i think. maybe hickey would deflate some upon the news but hed still capture goodsir and still die as a wannabe new god. i think the real tragedy would be if little was left as the only captain after fitzjames' death. that man was Not made to carry such a burden and dundy would smell the blood in the water and ursurp him early i think, which ironically might lead to a scenario where there could be a sliver of hope for survival for the healthier parts of the crew

if crozier died during the capture bc hartnell didnt take the bullet hickey would fucking kill whoever fired that shot (i do not remember who it was. golding? was it golding? i fucking hate that guy i can easily belive it was golding) and i think hartnell and little and whoever else was there would either escalate the situation into a shootout to avoid the mutineers taking croziers body for food (lbr hickey would love to eat that old man) and die right then right there or maybe get themselves captured bc everything is just pointless now (unlikely outcome imo the tension would be too high) OR theyd somehow get the fuck out of there, organize a party of men to take the mutineers and have a final showdown (unless dundy intervened and ursurped ofc) which means: tuunbaq survives!!! yay :D good ending for silna :) she has not lost the tuunbaq so maybe even no exile <33

if crozier just died during the final tuunbaq fight: no changes at all

which concludes my thoughts! this turned out way longer than i expected and honestly did not focus on little v much but it was super interesting to consider all these scenarios so thank u burrowingregg for giving me the idea to begin with :) i would also be super curious to hear everyone elses thoughts on this so please do chime in!!

#sorry the formatting on this is atrocious ik but i ahve been trying to press the fucking post button three times now #and every time tumblr told me to go fuck myself so i switched devices and had to send myself the entire post via fucking Texts #bc it wouldnt even save as a draft. hellsite. also its way past midnight and im tired so pls excuse any typos rip #the terror #id genuinely be so curious abt anyones thoughts tho! if i missed or misremebred sth pls also tell me bc lbr the likelyhood is high rn #also if anyone wanted to expand upon any of this. say. in fic form or sth..... [eye emoji] pls do so.#i have half a page of notes for a 'hickey got hanged before the tuunbaq sshowed up but tozer didnt' scenario myself #but i will not be writing that anytime soon due to Real Life rip :/

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Now a Part Two of more info on "The Monkey King and the Infant" au:

link to part one

There's A LOT of crying and emotions between characters in this fic. Like full on "imma destroy this wall real quick" tantrums from Sun Wukong *and* Macaque. They're both deeply hurt and very bad at communicating.

Macaque's death in JTTW is canon. He had not set upon Tripitaka on his own accord - he had been ordered. He doesnt remember who gave the order though - must have drank some soup in Diyu.

Macaque believes that Lady Bone Demon only resurrected him to let her out. But she also secretly needs MK for something. Macaque prays that they never cross paths. Spoilers: they do.

Before Tang and Pigsy realised who the two monkeys actually were; they managed to get them jobs in their own workplaces. Macaque assists Tang at the University library where he works as an archivist. Sun Wukong on the other hand is the pretty host/delivery boy that charms tips out of all of Pigsy's customers. Even after the reveal, the two monkeys enjoy their day jobs.

Pigsy doesnt trust Sun Wukong to run the kitchen on his own. He does trust Macaque though, which makes Sun Wukong furious.

The co-parents learned that MK has built-in Gold Vision cus he has no filter;

MK (age 4): "What happened to your eye?" Macaque: *checks if his glamour is on* Tang: "Huh? What about his eyes? They look normal to me... oh he probably just means that little scar you have." Macaque, relieved: "Oh... this. I got in my last battle." MK: "No no! I mean your WHITE eye. The one you don't squint out of. Same side as the white streak in your hair." Macaque: "...what?" Tang, slowly realising whats going on and trying to hold back a lore infodump: "Ah! :D"

Sun Wukong will start sobbing at the drop of a hat if asked how his and Macaque's last fight went. MK learned that the hard way and it caused a crying chain reaction.

It takes Shadowpeach literal years of living and raising a child together before they realise that they've fallen back in love. Meanwhile Freenoodles got express delivery within weeks of MK being in their lives.

One of the first shapeshifting forms MK was able to take on is a brown piglet. Yes, Pigsy cried the first couple of times it happened.

Sun Wukong and Macaque shared the restaurant apartment for most of MK's childhood. Pigsy used to live there too, but moved in with Tang nearby after he took in the the soon-to-be monkey parents. He claims it was to "save up on space", but it quickly turned into something else along with his relationship to Tang. In the modern day, MK still lives in the apartment above the restaurant like in canon. Sun Wukong mostly lives at Flower Fruit Mountain when he's not staying in the city - otherwise he forcibly crashes at Macaque's loft in the University district.

MK is trans masc (he/they) in this au, as is Macaque and maybe Tang. Self projection ahoy.

Demon attacks and Human threats have followed the family throughout MK's childhood, but its nothing a superpowered team of dads cant handle. Except the first time MK scraped his knee at kindergarden and Sun Wukong was convinced that he was gonna bleed out. Or when MK got his first bad cold and Macaque ruined the kitchen trying to alchemise a cure. Or MK's first run in with a bully that made Pigsy so mad that he reconnected with Sandy to pull a "scary bodyguard" act on the bully. Or MK's first school play where he played the role as a cloud, and Tang clapped a little too loudly. Or his first- (the list goes on. these dorks are so proud of their little stone egg baby).

Please add your thoughts in the tags or send asks cus my butt's gonna write a fic soon

#lkm #lego monkie kid #the monkey king and the infant #the monkey king and the infant au #my aus #qi xiaotian #sun wukong #six eared macaque #liu er mihou #lmk tang #lmk pigsy #lmk sandy #freenoodleshipping #shadowpeach

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vrisrezis · 7 months

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College au, geto being an emotional drunk, slight utahime x shoko lol, reader is amab (or just masculine aligned?) and for some reason satoru knows about it, suguru is shorter than reader, suguru is subby but there is no nsfw involved here, alcohol in this one, satoru being a wingman and not being jealous? Good for him.

Not proof read . Sorry if this is ass I was very tired writing this

Suguru and satoru often drank. You did too, it was your way of spending time with the boys and that even included utahime and shoko. You, however, had too much school work you needed to finish before this semester ended. You never liked to ask for help, but admittedly maths has been quite the never ending struggle. Suguru offered to help, many times actually. You however always rejected his help. You didn’t like the idea of relying on your friend for that, as a lot of your old friends used you a lot for school back then. Besides that, you’re kinda embarrassed to ask for help from him. It makes you feel dumb.

You already have a complex about being friends with two of the top students in your college, you don’t need to be a burden on top of that. You can do it on your own.

However, getting back to your current predicament, it isn’t often suguru gets plastered. Honestly, he handles his liquor pretty well. Unlike satoru, who ends up a complete mess after one shot of anything, thanks to his thinner frame, you assume. Not that sugurus body type is too different, he tends to wear clothing that makes him look a lot bigger than he actually is, but still. You’ve drank with him many times, he’s had at least 9 beers in the past and was completely fine.

It also isn’t often you don’t join your friends for going out to drink, but you were cooped up in your dorm room that you shared with shoko. Even her telling you suguru was gonna be there, didn’t tempt you. Which let her know that you seriously needed to get your shit finished.

However, you hear your phone ring, only to find shoko calling you.

“You having too much fun… or…?” you trail off, and she lets out a giddy laugh, clearly drunk off her ass by the sound of her voice “not too much quite yet, but suguru has certainly had enough. Need you to come get him. I’m gonna stay with utahime tonight, so can you just take suguru with you?”

And of course, who are you to say no? Though you honestly wonder why she’s staying with utahime..

Now that you think about it, you don’t actually wonder why. Those two have been having something going on, and whatever it is, it certainly isn’t straight.

You wonder why you had to take suguru with you, since him and satoru are roomies. Cant he just go with him? However, as you meet up with them, shoko explains that satoru doesn’t like sugurus loud snoring, which apparently happens when he gets drunk.

So with a sigh you drag suguru, while shoko and utahime worry about satoru, who’s giving suguru some wiggly eyebrows and a perverted smirk. As well as a thumbs up. You don’t know what that means, but as you drag suguru out of the bar you hear satoru yell “ohhh yeah! Get that dick tonight suguru!”

Your friend, suguru, would normally tell satoru to shut up before he kicks his ass. Or he’d be embarrassed and apologize for satorus behavior. Instead however, he laughs drunkly with red completing coating his cheeks. You don’t comment on it, but as you two walk side by side, his hand makes its way into yours. He grabs your arm with his other hand, leaning his head on your shoulder and squishing his cheek on it. You raise a brow at how clingy he’s being, as he typically isn’t the overly touchy type. Sure he has his moments, but never like this.

Suguru is talking absolute nonsense at this point, even after you situate him on the couch. He demands you sit with him, and he demands you cuddle him. You give into all of his demands, and wrap an arm around his shoulder as he places his arms around your mid section, cheek on your chest. He goes into a drunk rant about the movie you two and satoru saw last week, which was in fact Barbie, before he suddenly starts delving into other things. Like how he feels.

“It’s such a good movie.” he mumbles drunkly, “kinda like how you’re a good person.” it’s such a stretch, it makes you wonder if he simply just wanted to talk about you. You smile, shaking your head, and he gives you a pout. “You areeee though…” he draws out, whining as he says it. He’s annoyed you don’t understand how great you are, “you’re so sweet and selfless, you’re the best person I know.” he says, and while everything he’s saying does make you blush, it’s hard to take him seriously when he sounds like a 5 year old struggling to form words together.

“You’re such a good person.” he says, using his point finger to trace invisible words on your chest, pouting subconsciously whilst doing so. “Such a good person. Yknow I’m in love with you… right?” he says, looking up at you, right into your eyes. He manages to catch you off guard, which is something he’s never managed. He laughs, “hehe! You really didn’t know?”

You shake your head, at a loss for words. The male before you just giggles like a child, “that’s so funny. You’re so silly y/n. Of course I love you, who wouldn’t?”

He giggles a bit more, his giddy smile becomes a bit more soft the longer he stares at you. “You’re so cute up close.” he whispers, putting a hand on your cheek, his thumb running on said cheek. “I wanna kiss you.” he softly whispers, with such love and adoration in his voice despite how fucked out it sounded.

“You can’t.” you whisper back, you see the hurt flash in his eyes instantly, and you start to regret how you said that to him. “Oh…” he sadly juts his bottom lip, “okay…” he looks down, and you start to panic as you see the tears well up in his eyes.

“Hey hey hey” you say, your voice is laced with worry. “It’s okay! It’s not like I don’t want to or anything!” you try your best to calm him down, but you see the tears fall on his cheeks. “Look at me.” you say, but the male before you is too busy crying and trying to wipe his snot and tears away. You grab his wrists and putt them down, before using your thumb and forefinger, you grab his chin and lift his head up to look at you. He whimpers, “please. kiss me.” he silently begs, and you have to shake your head at him, making him cry more.

“Why!!” he practically wails, like a child. “Is it somebody else!?” he sniffles, more tears escape him, hot jealousy building up in his stomach. “Is it satoru…?” he says, lip quivering as he thinks about it.

You shake your head at him, “no, okay suguru? I just don’t want to take advantage of you. You’re very drunk right now. Please understand me.” you say, finally letting go of his chin, and he keeps his head in place. He grabs onto your shirt, gripping rather tightly. “Will you kiss me when I feel better then?” he asks, and you nod with a smile. Suguru feels more tears well up in his eyes, but he’s sure they’re happier this time.

Geto sniffles, “you’re so pretty” he says, tears falling from his eyes once again.

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