#but he's also a total rookie at this game

[bettyfrommars]

Betty, betty, betty! I’m just back from a low-key stag do for my uncle-to-be with my da (back in the motherland 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 for the special occasion), bit tipsy and thinking of biker!steve. Honestly, I’ve been away from home for 7 weeks now and anytime I need a bit of maladaptive comfort before bed, those fics are where I go 🥰 Right now I’m wondering how biker!steve would react to our new/back-in-town!reader getting drunk and needing a little help home x

Mel the way I am kissing you consensually across the miles right now aalkfdajlkljklj I've been needing a biker!steve fix so bad 😭 I wrote this in a frenzy this morning, so I hope it's not garbage, and I hope you like it.

Also, this is Ring of Fire biker!Steve, an alt universe version of I'm on Fire biker Steve. A fic within a fic, if you will. These Steves are similar but not the same.

biker!Steve x fem!Reader

wc: 1k

18+, alcohol consumption, creeps, violence, yearning, mutual crush

You decided to skip on the old faithful Blue Light Tavern that night and leaned into the peer pressure of meeting up with a friend at a newer bar downtown. The drinks were fancy but weak, and the packed crowd didn't seem to mind paying twice as much for less. Heather, a part time cashier at the gas n' sip, had you doing shots with her before you ever had any food in your stomach, and that was a rookie mistake.

During a clumsy game of darts, you spotted Robin, and it made your blood race to think that Steve might not be far behind. She tipped her chin at you from across the room, and you waved the dart in your hand, losing total concentration on the game until Heather nudged you.

"You know Robin?" Heather asked, buying two more drinks from the passing waitress.

"I've seen her around," you muttered. Steve was nowhere in sight, but that didn't stop you from checking every time the door opened.

Heather's boyfriend showed up unexpectedly and so all of a sudden, there you were---a solid third wheel. While they made out at a table in the corner, you took your wobbly legs over to the only available seat at the end of the bar.

The problem with that stage of intoxication was that you felt really good, like maybe one more would make the experience even better.

Just a beer though, just one light brewski before you headed home on foot.

"Have a shot with me?" The guy next to you said, pushing his shoulder into yours.

You didn't recognize him, but his highlighted hair was a bit too perfect, his teeth way too white; he was a dead ringer for Zack Morris. You'd barely taken a sip of your beverage and already you regretted the decision to stay.

"I'm good, thanks."

He scoffed. "Not even one shot? I saw you drinking with your friend over there, I know you can handle one more."

Sober enough to catch his condescending tone, you glanced back to see that Heather and her boyfriend were no longer at the table. They'd most likely gone somewhere to fornicate, and you'd be fending for yourself for the rest of the night.

The guy bought two shots, anyway, sliding one over to you. You stared at it for a reluctant beat before moving to get off of your stool. Your footing was a bit unsteady, prompting the blonde guy to grab your arm.

"Where do you think you're going?" His booze breath was hot in your face.

"She's with me."

Making you do a double take, Steve stepped between the two of you, staring the guy down. Chewing gum so that the muscles in his jaw bulged, Steve dropped one arm behind him to support your hip and help you keep your balance.

"She doesn't look like she's with anyone," the blonde guy challenged.

Steve realized then that the idiot must've been new in town. Somehow, he'd missed the significance of what wearing a Coffin Kings kutte meant.

Steve could take him out to the alley and put a knife in his gut without a drop of moral conflict.

"Get lost," Steve cocked an eyebrow, never breaking eye contact.

The blonde guy snorted a laugh. "How about you get fucked?"

He jammed a palm into Steve's shoulder, and before another thing could be said, Steve took him by the back of the neck and smashed his face onto the edge of the bar.

You stifled a scream, but the place was so packed, and the music so loud, that no one seemed to notice or care as the blonde slumped to the floor. The people next to him simply shuffled over to take his seat, oblivious.

Steve turned to find you, both of your chests heaving as he leaned in.

"You ready to get out of here?" He whispered it softly, brushing his knuckles down your arm. His eyes were such a throbbing hazel at that moment you swore they were about to explode gold flecks all over you.

A nod was all you could offer at the time, and then his arm was around your waist, helping you out of the crowd. Your head bobbed like it was on a spring, making you realize how tipsy you actually were.

Outside, the cool air in your lungs was a relief, and it suddenly registered that Steve's motorcycle was positioned illegally up on the sidewalk.

Before you could question his parking choice, he mumbled. "I was in a hurry," before snatching the helmet off of the handlebar to pass to you.

"What are you doing here?" you turned to find that your lips were inches from his. Steve held his breath, not wanting to move, but also not ready to find out how deep the taste of you would bury him.

"You're not the only one who likes to have fun," he moved his head back to meet your searching gaze, the flicker of a grin teasing the corner of his mouth.

"No, I mean---" you looked down, swallowing hard. What were you even trying to say?

"Robin told me you were here," he admitted, bucking his chin at the building in question. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be caught dead in a tourist trap like that."

You'd figured as much, but never expected him to fess up to coming there just for you.

"But how did Robin---?" She must've called him from a pay phone or...

"You ask a lot of questions." He took over adjusting the strap under your chin, noting that you were having a hard time with it.

"Where are you taking me?" Your speech was a bit slurred, but at the time you were too buzzed to give a damn.

"What do you mean?" He wanted to take you somewhere and press his aching body against yours; to fall asleep holding your hand.

You hated the way he was making you explain yourself, as your brain scrambled for the right words. "The other day, you said you had something you wanted to show me."

"There are lots of things I want to show you," he kicked his leg over the seat to straddle the beast of a motorcycle and waited for you to follow suit. "But there's plenty of time for that. Let's get you home first."

He held onto your thigh, urging you closer until your heat was flush to his lower back.

"Hold onto me, okay?" He said, revving the engine to life. "Don't let go."

#Ring of Fire #biker!Steve #steve harrington #Mel ❤️

[spiinsparks]

         ||. don’t mind me screaming, crying, dying over how freakin complicated Sonic’s bond with the Forces Rookie would have been. Genuine friendship blooming from shared trauma, and only starting because of Sonic’s own insistence at running away from his problems? Yes.

#(like on the one hand ... he likes this new guy! they're super similar and the rookie clearly has a good heart) #(and not only that but the rookie has helped his friends survive... they helped him /escape/) #(there's something so invaluable in that...) #(but ... they're also not tails.) #(and for as capable and strong-willed and a breath-of-fresh-air that they are for sonic it would never and could never be the same) #(sonic having to deal w the constant nagging though of 'am i really friends with them or am i just using them as an escape') #(not wanting that kind of friendship for ANYBODY and trying real hard to form a genuine connection !! and succeeding !! but the guilt #still being there in some small ways at the end of the day. cos they're not who he really wants to be around) #(but the people hw /wants/ to be around he just.... he can't yet. not totally it''s too overwhelming. he's not ready) #⸨ * OOC ⸩ — he was never actually called a rodent in the games but yknow . #⸨ * HC ⸩ — i’m gonna reach for the stars although they look pretty far . #(anyways i'm working on proper in-depth pages for the forces verse bc that one /alone/ needs.... yknow. a lot of info/hc dumping)

[disneyprincemuke]

the orange peel theory * fem!driver

how many men in her life would stop to peel an orange for her if she asks randomly?

pairings: f1 grid x fem!driver

warnings: -

notes: juSt a random idea i got when i dreadfully peeled oranges for myself ugh i hate being single sometimes

guys this is the last vr update today i swear i’ve got too much times on my hands actually

(series masterlist) | (📂 the rookie season)

-> max verstappen, #1

would be in the middle of an interview after quali when she comes up to him with a mandarin orange in hand

max stops mid sentence to look down at her in confusion but will take the orange into his hands as she asks him to peel it for her politely

he would cover the mic and whisper “can this wait? i’m in the middle of something” and she shows him her hands, perfectly manicured white nails with a frown and says “i’ll stain my nails”

and he just does it, peeling the orange as he carries on with the interview after she walks away without him knowing

when he finishes, he turns to give it to her but she’s no longer there and ends up eating the orange during his interview lol

-> logan sargeant, #2

he’d be sitting in his garage minding his own business when she comes and sits next to him with a bag of mandarin oranges in hand

he doesn’t even need to be told

he immediately reaches out and starts peeling the oranges for her, even tearing away the white strands because he knows she hates those

totally nothing to do with the fact that he’s had a crush on her forever

everything to do with the fact that they grew up together and he’s too lazy to fight

-> daniel ricciardo, #3

he’s literally just walked into the paddocks for race day

he feels all cool with all the cameras

suddenly she runs over to him with an orange in her hands and a hopeful smile

“peel this for me please?”

he does it without question

he walks the paddocks with her while peeling her orange and even sparks up conversation with her

-> lando norris, #4

literally walks away when he sees her approaching him with an orange

she’s been doing it all weekend and he refuses to be a victim

also because he’s not that fond of peeling oranges

or oranges, for that matter

she tries chasing after him but when she finally catches up, he simply ignores the request to peel the orange for her

-> pierre gasly, #10

he’ll be literally walking over to the grid for the driver’s parade

looking pretty cool in his cool fits

an orange is presented to him without question

he grins at her and thanks her for the orange

walks away and eats the orange himself

-> sergio perez, #11

would also be in the middle of an interview when she comes up with an orange

would peel it because he’s a mega dad and he’s really taken a liking to her

excuses himself from the interview to do it for her real quick

would take one piece of the orange for himself

claims it’s the taxes for making him do it instead of doing it herself

-> fernando alonso, #14

takes the orange without her saying anything

he’s always seen with seb on race weekends and is very used to her antics

literally gives her the orange peel and one piece of orange

eats the orange without her saying anything

she’s in damn near tears because she really expected fernando to peel it for her without question

-> charles lerclerc, #16

is sad that she didn’t bring him an orange too

still peels it for her though

even though he was in the middle of some paddock game with carlos

asks for a piece and because she loves him and her crush is still very much present, she simply gives him the whole orange

-> lance stroll, #18

he’d have been coming out of his racing home minding his own business

they don’t interact often because she scares him

is almost scared to say no to the orange peeling and actually says no

mutters “i always knew you hated me” as she walks away

which then makes him chase her to peel the orange for her and apologise profusely

because lance and her literally never talk and it took up all her courage to approach him with this orange, she gives him half of the orange

-> kevin magnussen, #20

asks her if she's got an extra orange for his baby girl

she literally came prepared and gives one to cute baby laura

so now kevin has to peel two oranges for two babies

outrageous, if u ask him

-> nyck de vries, #21

has unfortunately departed by the time she decided to be a menace about the orange peel theory

she thinks about him often though

they're texting buddies actually

-> yuki tsunoda, #22

literally came prepared

he's got a packet of candy he bought when he flew back to japan for a visit

she gives him the whole orange

she literally peels the orange for him in exchange for the candy

-> alex albon, #23

was literally walking to the grid for the opening ceremony of the race weekend

says no immediately

but he does change his mind and asks if he can have half if he peels it for her

peels it and takes more than half of the share

-> zhou guanyu, #24

is delighted to even see her because they don't come across one another often

is kinda touched that she asked him to peel an orange but then is disappointed to find out that he's not the first victim and that this is all a tiktok trend for her

peels it anyway

asks her to bring an extra orange if there's a next time as payment

-> niko hulkenberg, #27

she literally cannot find him

doesn't get to participate in the trend

she only saw him once that weekend and it was at the opening ceremony and she only had 1 orange for alex to peel

and on the grid in his race car

-> esteban ocon, #31

absolutely ADORES her

peels it without question

peeks around her shoulder to ask if she's brought another one for him

she says yes and that he's the only one who gets one for himself because she loves him back

-> lewis hamilton, #44

this psycho literally approaches lewis when he's on an interview panel

but that's because he asked her to do it at that time so he has a excuse to escape the panel

he's just so tired of the panel interviews

giggling with her like demons as he peels the orange

-> carlos sainz, #55

peels it for her without question

the only one to ask her why she's got so many oranges to eat and hand out

also the only one to ask her if oranges have been the only thing she's eaten all weekend

inhumanly impossible to eat this many oranges in one weekend perhaps

-> george russell, #63

is literally tearing up because she came to him to ask to peel the orange

he heard from alex what she's been doing

he's been waiting all weekend for her and was sad that it seemed like she had no intentions on letting him participate in her tiktok

she feels so bad for him that she joins him in peeling an orange as well

-> valtteri bottas, #77

is confused because he's just minding his own business using his phone during the driver's briefing

peels the orange for her anyway

asks if oranges are her favourite fruit

suggests eating something less acidic to avoid a tummyache

-> oscar piastri, #81

if anyone's tired of her being a menace with all these oranges, it's going to be him

but because he knows she'll pick a fight if he says no

he will peel the orange reluctantly

takes a picture with the orange because it's the same shade as the mclaren shirt he is wearing

— bonus

-> liam lawson, #30

asks her to fuck off

only ask him to peel an orange when she's lost all the ability to peel one for herself

asks her if he can have one from her orange stash

she says no in tears because he cussed at her

shrugs and walks away

-> sebastian vettel, #5

this clinically insane woman has got this 4 time world champion peeling oranges on the pit wall during qualifying

has him throw her a peeled orange in between laps during qualifying

eats it in the car for a racing 'buff' before she drives out for a lap

she's got too many oranges so he helps her eat some of them

eating oranges = beating mclaren = beating oscar because they're all the same colour and have a correlation obviously

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[rivalsforlife]

takumi posted about the showcase on twitter today (relevant tweet 1, relevant tweet 2) and from the sounds of it he delivered the speech in english because he heard the capcom showcase had more overseas viewers than japanese viewers last time. so he asked janet hsu to translate a speech for him and record it, and then listened to it morning to night for two weeks so he could repeat it by memory at the showcase. he even made notes to try and get the cadence of it down.

(source tweet)

all for the experience of us turning on the capcom showcase and going "oh! I didn't know takumi could speak english!" and he can't he just memorized a script to pitch ghost trick in english because he thought it would be interesting to overseas viewers. this guy really operates on an entirely different brain level from most people and I have so much respect for him

EDIT: Have gotten a few tags now with people saying "I don't go here", so I thought I'd provide a little more information! You can view Shu Takumi's full speech and more elaboration on Ghost Trick in this video. It's a delightful little mystery puzzle game that is often considered one of his best works, and what he says in that video interests you I highly recommend checking out at least the demo and possibly the full game. You play as an amnesiac ghost with powers of the dead allowing him to turn back time and change fate. He seeks to save other people and uncover the truth behind his mysterious death, and his identity, before the morning comes and he's doomed to fade away.

As well, Shu Takumi's most well-known work is on the murder mystery visual novel series Ace Attorney, where you play as a rookie defense lawyer defending clients against a corrupt judicial system heavily stacked against you. You can find the first three games in the series (all written by Shu Takumi) in the Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Trilogy, which is available on all modern consoles and a total steal whenever it goes on sale. You can learn more about it through this trailer! I'm obsessed with those games and also super recommend checking it out if murder mysteries or visual novels are your thing.

[matchadobo]

KIDD; hockey player kidd x figure skater reader

summary: title says it all

warning/s: none, very fluff, gn reader

* thinking about hockey player kidd who's been exceling since high school as that athlete kid and figure skater name that was also unstoppable in ice.

* kidd is an absolute monster at the rink, as aggressive as hockey players are; kidd was perfectly suited to this. the team's ace and is totally the most jackass member; nobody can say shit about it because he carries the team. he's a good team captain but not a good senpai, he'd enjoy making the rookies suffer and would entirely destroy them at initiation, he says it'll only make them stronger

* just imagine kidd in a jersey 😩 that big angry man who's as pale as snow with his fiery red hair standing out in the rink. would probably have 1 as the jersey no. cuz he boastful like that. and oooooh when he raises his jersey to wipe off cold sweat during practice and that sculpted fucking body just oooooh

* you know i fight fire with fire so figure skater name who has the same amount of feist, skill, and stature in the field minus the arrogance

* so when you and him met, imagine the absolute pandemonium. it'll happen on one winter olympics where the only thing you two agree about is how each other ticks you off. you two'll meet at the bleachers by the rink because you both plan on using it at that time

* "got here first." he'll say, tone assertive as he fixes up his shoes. "and?" you'd reply walking closer to him with both hands on your jacket pockets. "i, will be using the rink. and you, should go." he wouldn't budge, would instead stand up and try intimidate you. "nah," you'd clicked your tongue, taking off your jacket. "don't wanna. you don't even own the place." you left your stuff by the bleachers to enter the rink and left him fuming

* he'd then watch you on your competitions to get to know the jackass who messed with him.

* "since when were you interested in figure skating?" killer would ask and he'd receive a glare from the other. "was just checkin' if the rink is big enough." then he'd leave 🤣 killer will look at the screen and immediately knew why kidd was acting like that

* since then, you two will somehow bump into each other a whole lot. and each time you two see each other, kidd would either avoid you or scowl at you. that's why your impression of him was really, really bad. you thought of him as a local athlete asshole.

* so when his match finally came and you were there to watch him, you saw how much of a different person he was. he was his team's ace and captain. how he carries himself in the ice was reason enough why he was the captain. you studied him thoroughly: no matter the vulgar shit that comes out of his mouth with all the curses and insults, he radiated an attractive kind of leadership. his kouhais and mates listened to him and once the game plays out, next thing you know they're winning. his kouhais looked at him with much admiration, and it looks like you are too.

* when the game finished and you went outside to get some food and to your surprise, he was buying the same burgers you were eyeing.

* "i swear, you're following me aren't you?" kidd barked, clicking his tongue. "i'll have you know that i'm a regular here. if anything, you're the one following me." you rolled your eyes, fishing out money from your wallet. "tch, i better fuckin' leave then." he started walking away as you waited for your food. "h-hey wait," you called out, contemplating if you should continue. "congrats on winning, you were pretty cool back there."

* he'd scowl again, start to blush profusely as red as his hair, and leave 😭 you'd be kinda hurt but what else can you do about it? he started avoiding you since then

* little did you know he'd be watching you at your next match at the farthest top of the bleachers just so no one would know. kil would 🤪

* kidd would be so in love with how you move, would go crazy about the fact that you two shared a rink to victory. he never appreciated artsy and dramatic shit and that's exactly what youwere doing, but you might've just change that. as someone who would only be interested in aggressive cool shit, this was a first for him. he'd watch you earnestly: how your expressions change, the shape of you, or how your body twists and dances gracefully on ice. he wouldn't be able to sleep that night especially on what you told him after his match.

* so he visited the rink once more to clear his head and figured he might see you there again, in a very unlikely chance he did see you. he figured you seem to be practicing for finals. "it's midnight." he'd greet you, his deep voice echoing in the hall. "yeah. and you're here." you stopped, skating towards the bleachers. "gotta practice for finals too?" you added. "nope, don't need to." arrogance once more, it pissed you off but now you're amused. "of course you don't," you smiled. "then what're you doing here? you must be tired from today, right?"

* he'd take a while to answer, as if thinking if he should honestly answer. kidd would always speak his mind, he was blunt and that's what he was known for. so right now, as the glass of the rink was separating the both of you in the cold ambience of midnight, he was too lost in you to think properly. he'd just brush you off and say, "'s none of your damn business. i can't sleep, maybe the ice'd fuckin' help." he dismissed, crossing his arms and looking the other way.

* so an idea popped in your head, "if you wanna take your mind off of something, maybe skating would help. go put on some skates." you skated away, continuing on your practice. not thinking about if he'd ignore you or agree. he gave no response but left, it saddened you a little

* only that he returned and is now skating with you with a mild blush on his cheeks, he said it's due to the cold and a pale ass like him becomes red as hell in those times 🥺😞. playful insults turn into snippets of your backstories then into little things about each other as you both glide across the ice. he can speak normally without insults after all.

* you two didn't mind the time at all, nor the press camping out the venue catching some pictures of your little adventures with the scotland's hockey team captain as you two snag foods from 24hour food places within the vicinity. nor does kidd give a fuck about the articles that resurfaced the next day about the rumored relationship with you

* "so you two hit it off, huh?" your coach asked you and his teammates interrogated him. you two just dismissed them with flushed red cheeks.

* after the olympics, you two didn't even try to hide the fact that you are going on dates.

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[madwomansapologist]

I saw b99 and idk if your requests are open but i would love a slowburn jake x reader

Where jake is kinda oblivious to reader feelings but also him and reader have a flirt war where who blushes most loses kinda :D

Hope you have a star-tastic day 💫

Wait, what? | Jake Peralta

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synopsis: Two competitive idiots in love. That's it.

warnings: None.

note: thank you for your request, i wish you a star-tastic day 🧸🪩

• It was all Boyle's fault. If it wasn't for him, everything would had happen way faster. When you and Peralta meet for the first time, you already working as detective and Jake being a rookie to 99th precint, Boyle shouted something about marriage. It took you years to forget that.

• Jake was a detective with great instincts, it would have been so easy to work with him. Or it would be, if he didn't act like a child. Always bragging, teasing everyone around him, joking about anything that moves. Jake was fun, but was also damn annoying.

• But with time you realized he was more than that. Jake was competent. And never left nobody behind. You could count on him. Not only when you're dealing with dangerous things, but when you need someone to make you laugh on a hard day. Jake will be there, as annoying as he can be, trying his best.

• Falling in love with Jake was unheeded. So slow you didn't even notice. It start with simple things. It started with the way he makes you laugh.

• Jake can make you laugh until you're affraid to piss on your clothes. You being so loud that make other people laugh because of your reaction. But he can also make you chuckle. On these days you're mad at him, or you're in an important meeting, or it is such a bad joke that's embarrasing that you find it funny. And Jake is the best at making you giggle. When you're sad, going through a hard time, and felt like the way of the world is on your shoulders.

• You didn't noticed that you were falling in love, but Jake wasn't so oblivious. He didn't fall in love with you. He walked in love with you. He chose to love you. Jake is immature, and annoying, and childsh and dumb... but he knew what that feeling burning his chest was. Jake just never imagined you could feel the same.

• So time did what it always did: it passes.

• Everything changed when they found out that you were invited to join the Vulture team and didn't know what to do. At first the squad felt betrayed, but then the fear of losing someone important to the team became the most important feeling. Nobody wanted to lose you. Not even Gina.

• For a week, everyone went out of their way to spoil you. You'd fight with them and say it was an important choice and that treats wouldn't help you choose, but that didn't stop them. Boyle cooked your favorite dishes, Terry praised and listened to you, Holt even smiled at you. And Jake, well, Jake became the most competitive person in the world. He was trying to make you realize that no other place would make you as happy as 99th.

• Rosa took you to Shaw's Bar thinking a heart to heart conversation would help, but Jake had other plans. He knew that bar held fond memories, and a little drink would make the nostalgia take root in your heart. He just didn't expect the two of you to end up drunk talking about everything you lived together.

• If without booze you were already competitive, imagine totally drunk. You walked around New York, as loud as possible, betting on everything. About who opened the door first, about what each person on the street would do next, about the result of the football game going on at the time, about which Taylor Swift album would be re-recorded first. And at some point, they decided to see who went the longest without blinking. Jake would blow in your face whenever his eyes stung, but you forced him to keep going until there was a fair winner.

• The drunkness had already destroyed any sense of self-preservation in Jake. All he saw was your constant smile, your cheeks burning, your eyes sparkling. Jake just saw you, without even listening to his conscience. He wasn't afraid, didn't thought he wasn't enough, that you may already had someone else on your heart. Jake didn't think, he just acted. Jake kissed you.

• And you kissed him back.

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[luke-hughes43]

jack request :))

the reader and jack have been together since they were both 17 having grown up together being best friends so she’s been there for everything with him, i know jack had a bad hit early this season i don’t remember exactly what game it was but the reader was there and remembers the last time he had the bad when he was a rookie and is extremely worrierd and rushed right off down the medical where there taking jack and jack definitely noticed her looking anxious when she walked into the room where they were checking on him and he just holds his hand out towards her and she is quick yo walking across the room holding his hand feeling his pulse and slowly calming down especially with jack thumb softly brushing her hand back and forth, maybe just a soft moment once the doctor leaves as she is still really worrried especially jack is injured and will probably be out for a few games but jack is also really sad so he just hurried his head against her stomach where stands next to him and she brushes her hands through his curls calming him down

oh! i love a good best friends to lovers trope. it's my fav! and i added a fun little happy ending.

so yes. reader and jack have been together for 6 years, he's working on proposing bc there's no one else he can picture in his life. especially after she stuck by him during his rookie year.

and she's so good with luke and helping him adjust to life in big leagues and just being a good eprson for advice.

but with with reader being there since jack's rookie season, she's been there through all of the injuries. after 4 years, you'd think she'd be used to it but she's not. she knows that injury is apart of the game but she still hates seeing jack get hurt.

when he took that big hit, she was freaking out. like pacing the wag suite and everything. checking ehr phone every 5 seconds waiting until she could go down and see him. brett's wife (or girlfriend idk if they're married or not) and toffoli's wife are trying to help keep her calm but it's not working.

she get's word that she can come down and see him and so she sprints down there. she immediately goes over and hugs him the best she can. they both let out breaths that they didn't know they were holding in.

jack says a bunch of reassuing words to her to help calm her down knowing how she gets when he gets hurt. he takes her hand and rubs his thumb across her knuckles to help calm her down and it does. he rests his head against her stomach letting her run her fingers thorugh his hair since it's something that calms the both of them.

he mumbles against he stomach, "marry me?"

"what?"

"marry me? this is totally not how i wanted to do this but i love you and i want to spend the rest of my life with you. you've been there supporting me through everything and i am so hopelessly in love with you that it isn't even funny. i have the ring and had a whole thing planned out but i don't care, just marry me?"

"yes. a million times yes. of course i'll marry you j."

they share a soft kiss and some happy tears before getting jack up and ready to go home. reader does say, "i'm not marrying you until after you get healed. and we're having a wedding and not just doing it at a court house."

"deal. i love you."

"i love you too j."

#jack hughes #new jersey devils #nhl hockey #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes imagine

[sopiao]

hii! hopefully you’re not swamped with requests or studies 😓

but can i request a hyper fem reader (uses she/her) that also wears a mask just as much as ghost? always wearing pink, gets her nails super long and glittery, pink gun, pink knives with stickers. like she is only ever seen in a mask. only way she can express herself is through make up and the 141 always notices little details or changes. even after killing and enemy and there’s blood across their face and mask but still mange to look so cute and bubbly.

could you use the callsign you use? i feel like shark would totally fit this!

have a good day!! ^^

-🧸

OMG???? LIKE?? YESS???????

I FUCKING LOVE RHIS IDEA SM!!

(dw bbg- studies r getting better :))

141 with a hyperfem masked female reader

When your first recruited and joined the task force everyone just stops and stares when you walk into the room.

They’re confused when your face is covered, only eyes being visible, makes them even more intrigued with you.

They’d 100% unconsciously move to the side to make a path for you when you walk by.

I feel Soap would be very interested and excited whenever you get new nails, always super sparkly, pink, pastel, and covered in charms and pearls.

Soap is always the first one to see and the one to pick out your next colors. His favorite combo being pink and green.

Shark would call everyone baby girl when they’re all grown men with balls (hopefully y’all saw that tweet).

“Is you LGB? cuz your gun pink” -Gaz

Constantly leaves glitter everywhere you walk.

Definitely gave everyone ‘1 whore 1” pins with a hello kitty with a pink AK behind her for Christmas. Which they all wore on their vest.

You would give out stickers as a form of praise and reward like teachers would to kindergartners.

Price would keep all the stickers you give or just leave behind in your path.

—

“Soap!” You walk into the rec room, not even bothering to look for him, just calling out his name (not the obnoxious loud kind of yell). He immediately would drop whatever he’s doing, a conversation, a game, a task. Knowing by your tone and excitement in your voice that you already have a new set.

“Oohh! Even better than the last” He says, smiling when you lay your hands out for him, he smiles even more when he sees that you picked charms that he recommended.

“I liked last weeks better, had more glitter” Ghost sudden appearance made you both jump. Almost bumping into him since he was leaning over your shoulder behind you.

Sometimes during briefing, you’d rest your head on one hand and the other would be around Soap’s shoulders, ever so often scratching his head and ruffling his hair like a dog. Some recruits would mistake you two as a couple, they’d comment how they can tell you’re the more dominant one.

—

Ghost would always be next to you, sometimes by coincidence, but mostly by preference. Whenever you two walk into the room together you always call him your twin or your mini-me.

“Can’t tell the difference, huh?” You asks the latest recruits, elbow resting against Ghost, pointing between the two of you. Even though there’s a very obvious height difference, your dramatic lashes and pink eyeshadow boomed through your balaclava, you had pink guns and knives in your holster, pink and yellow glow sticks on your belt, and Ghost was a 6’4 built like a Greek God british man.

But the rookies are too intimidated by both of you that they’re too scared to even disagree. Just nodding vigorously as you skip away with Ghost following behind.

—

“Take cover!” You yell, tossing a grenade across the barrier, signaling you’re teammates about the blow. Within seconds the ground shakes and you can hear bodies being thrown due to the impact. Unexpectedly to them a cloud of pink and glitter exploded along with the grenade.

“What the fuck?” Gaz looks up after a light layer of glitter dusts on top of him. The rest of them looking up and seeing the pink in the sky.

“Rest in pink” You bow your head to pay your respect.

—

“Shark..” Price speaks up beside you, the rumbling of the truck going on rocky terrain constantly rocks your body against his. You immediately snap to look at him, almost making jump from your crazed but happy eyes.

“Why don’t you wipe all that off, sweetheart?” He asks, holding out his handkerchief for you, motioning to the blood that’s splattered across your mask and whatever it could touch on your uncovered part of your face.

“No”

“Why not?” Gaz asks, from your other side.

“I don’t wanna smudge my makeup :(“

—

“Shark, did you do something different with your makeup?” Gaz asks once you walk into the meeting room to meet the rest of them. Yes, you did do something, there are little white and magenta accents in your eye lashes. Gives your eyes and lashes a highlight of color.

“Why yes I did. Thank you for noticing, sweetie” You pinch his cheek and sit on the empty seat next to him.

“You changed your highlighter too” Ghost speaks up from next to you, he can tell with your eye shadow and slight nose contour that you switched to a more finer and brighter highlighter.

“Did you change how you do your eyeliner? Looks bolder” Soap asks, inspecting your eyes closer.

“I think you look nice overall, hun” Price chuckles at how they inspect and comment on every little change of your appearance. Your just proud that you’ve taught your boys well, being able to know the names of every makeup technique and step.

—

“You got a little bit of Shark on you” Price interrupts Ghost mid sentence to point out the small patch of glitter on his shoulder.

A couple days later Ghost stops him for the same thing.

“Cap, you got a lil Shark on you” He taps him on the back and shows a small strawberry sticker that was stuck on his vest.

#call of duty modern warfare #cod fanfic #cod mw2 #cod men #task 141 #cod headcanons #cod modern warfare #task 141 shark #ghost mw2 #soap mw2 #price mw2 #gaz mw2 #ghost x reader #soap x reader #price x reader #gaz x reader #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #simon ghost riley headcannons #john soap mactavish headcannons #john price headcanons #kyle gaz headcannons #hai :3 #:3 hehe #i love girls :) #they make me nervous

[frogchiro]

Pervy! Graves and Soap bicker back and forth about who should get to be with the hacker (or medic) rookie and it turns into a competition/game. Rules/requirements:

1. Getting you flustered is worth 2-3 points depending on how flustered you are

2. Whoever gets you closest to them gets 2 points (for example, if Graves got you to stand next to him shoulder to shoulder he'd get the point unless Soap got closer to you/put an arm around you)

3. Whoever touches the closest to tits, ass, or cunt gets 4 points

4. Getting you on their lap gives them 3 points.

5. For every panty/bra they stole its worth 4 points

6. Getting you to touch them earns them 3 points

No rules. Sabotages are allowed as long as it doesn't harm anyone or reveal the goal of the little game they play. They keep a whiteboard of points in Soap's closet. They keep playing until they realize they like this too much and decide to share you, if you're okay with it, of course ♥︎ (could totally be a bunny/cat/hybrid reader with dog/wolf/coyote/hybrid Graves & Soap 👀🫦)

♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎

THEY ARE THE WORST, playing that game like a bunch of boys instead of the big bad men they claim to be >:(

Coyote!Graves and Wolf!Soap who growl, snarl and bare teeth at each other whenever you're involved and in their game there's no rules! Sabotaging each other became their bread and butter with Graves being the one who ends up sabotaging Soap more :(( He's a cunning coyote, Soap has to admit that. Always somehow slipping past the carefully created scenario and snatching you away from him under the guise of work or consulting something with you and Soap's ears flatten with anger against his head and bares his teeth at Graves who grins at him, sharp teeth on show and his shaggy blond tail wagging behind him.

They are so pathetic too :(( Will literally howl under your window or door under someone actually mistakes them for dogs and chases them away😭 Will absolutely steal your clothes, pillows, blankets, anything that has your scent; they imagine their pretty cat girl doing biiiig stretches and rolling around in your nest and poor Phil and Johnny who whine up a storm while also rubbing themselves against their nests to combine your scents :(( They imagine mating in it, spending your heats and ruts there, breeding you and finally you bringing their litters into the world, tiny hybrid pups and kits making little mewls and pips in search of their parents <33

This turned up way too wholesome and I apologize ;; Your idea was absolutely delicious and I thank you for it <333

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #cod mw2 x reader #cod x reader #philip graves x reader #johnny soap mactavish x reader

[0sincerelyella]

Can you write a ANDREI IOSIVAS fic just cuddling with him or something

My Girl - Andrei iosivas

Summary: Andrei is new to the nfl, just fresh out of college and just having his NFL debut recently, his birthday turns out to be his greatest day in his personal life and his career ever.

A/n: YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES

girl everytime i go to write this HE DOES SMTH AMAZING

babe got his FIRST CAREER TOUCHDOWN WOOOO happy birthday yosh!

y/n, regrettably has not been able to make it to a single bengals game this season. Her long term boyfriend, andre iosivas, was a rookie in the nfl, but y/n herself was finishing up nursing school and she’s just been to busy.

with andreis bitrthday being today, his only wish, which he never voiced to y/n (knowing her busy schedule, he hated being a bother because of his own silly wants), was for y/n to make it to his game.

he met y/n in hawaii while she was on vacation with her family. he worked up the courage to ask the beautiful girl for her number and she thankfully said yes. they did long distance for awhile until both decided to go to princeton. the first time they saw eachother was the most magical moment.

when andrei woke up this morning, y/n had her books and papers spread all across the kitchen table with her head in her hands. she wore her hair in a messy bun, one of andreis hoodies hugging her body as she frustratingly typed on her computer. “how long have you been up beautiful?”

he wraps his arms around her neck as he stands behind her. “four” she said yawning, which wasn’t a total lie.

andrei sighed, kissing her cheek. “i’m sorry love, your gonna ace this exam though” he promised, smiling at his lover. little did he know, y/n took her exam a week ago, getting permission to take it early. “i’m sorry i can’t come to your game today drei” she said, standing up to hug him. “happy birthday though” she whispered, making sure he knew she didn’t forget. he giggled, holding her hips. “thank you sweetheart” he kissed her forehead and spun her around “and don’t worry about the game, you study your butt off and i’ll help you study tomorrow. you’ve got this my sweet girl”

andrei got himself ready and left as y/n held the door open and watched him leave. she said her byes and shut the door. y/n then ran to the kitchen and cleaned up her props, throwing them in the closet. she took off andreis hoodie to reveal the fresh iosivas jersey that was underneath. she quickly got ready with excitement in her eyes. the first game of the season that she can see, sadly, is the sixth one. the bengals have not been doing to hot recently, but y/ns support never waivers

she could not wait to see the smile on andreis face as she drove to the stadium. she practically ran into the stadium to sit down. she sat directly in the front, leaning down and cheering as she watched the game.

when she saw joe scrambling to find a person to throw the ball to, that’s when she saw andrei. she yelled so happily as the ball was thrown down the field and turned into andreis first career touchdown. y/n screamed at the top of her lungs as she jumped up and down. happier than anything.

she watched as her face appeared on the jumbo tron. she also watched as in the excitement, andrei looks towards the jumbo tron and his whole face changes. his neck snaps towards the seats as he searches for her. and once their eyes met he ran as fast as he could. “happy birthday!” she screamed, his smile was the greatest gift even if it wasn’t y/ns birthday.

“You suck!” he giggled, handing her the game ball. “your kidding!” “gotta go love!” andrei ran back to the field and y/n couldn’t be happier.

after the game, y/n waited patiently as andrei sprinted at out the locker room in a record breaking 20 minutes. and as he saw y/n standing with a gift and the game ball in hand he tackled her into the biggest hug she’s ever received. “i love you a thousand times over” he whispered, swaying back and forth. “best birthday ever” he added, kissing her passionately.

after the kiss, y/n handed him the gift. “y/n, you are gift enough” he said, still standing in the middle of the facility not knowing which reporters are watching and recording their every move but andrei didn’t even think twice, his excitement was too overwhelming to care who watched.

y/n shook her head and watched as he ripped apart the packaging and opened a glass incased orange and yellow hibiscus flower. the flower was wilted, and the glass read the date of their meeting. “i got it incased in glass a year after we met when we were still long distance and i was waiting for the right moment to give it to you” she waited six years to give him this gift.

“you waited six years?”

“i wanted it to have value. eventually i had forgotten, and the other day while i was coming up with this plan i had found it, and figured this birthday was a better time than any to gift you this gift” andrei had tears in his eyes

this gift, the flower, was the flower he gave her the day they met. hand picked, and handed straight to her along with a request for her number.

his first career touchdown, his girl finishing her test early and cutting all school work for the next two days just to be with him, and the best gift he could ever receive. it created his dream.

andrei quickly drove the two home, practically running inside with his girl in his arms. “my girl,” he breaths, laying her on the couch and jumping on top of her. he burrows his face into her shoulder and lays there “this is the only thing i’ll be doing for the next two days” he speaks into her neck and just lays there

“my girl” he breaths again, “being married to you will be the greatest thing in the world” y/n holds her birthday boy in her arms. “my beautiful beautiful girl”

#andrei iosivas #andreil #nfl fluff #nfl fic #nfl players #nflying #nfledit #nfl fan fic #nfl imagine #nfl lb #nfl vlog #nfl #nfl football #nfl videos #football #joe burrow #cincinnati bengals #sam hubbard #jamarr chase #even mcpherson

[jerktournament]

ROUND ONE - Herbert P. Bear (Club Penguin) VS Snowball (Battle for Dream Island)

!!! PROPAGANDA BELOW !!!

HERBERT: "Herbert may be a fandom darling in our fandom of like, 20 people. BUT DON'T LET THAT FOOL YOU! He is a conniving, EVIL bear, and a professional jerk and some highlights of his jerkishness include... - Spending ten years of his life (by the time the game closed) trying to destroy the Penguin Secret Agency and Elite Penguin Force (both were agencies that protected the island from disasters and villains like Herbert) with varying success... - SUCCESSFULLY destroyed the Penguin Secret Agency with a popcorn bomb, which destroyed their HQ. It should also be noted that while doing so, he locked in the player, Rookie, and Gary the Gadget Guy, presumably so the bombs explosion would have killed them all. -Teamed up with the EPF to stop the Ultimate Protobot 10,000 and the Test Bots, a small group of four dangerous robots after he personally brought them back. When Protobot went "too far" for Herbert's standards by threatening the environment and trying to completely destroy the EPF (despite the aforementioned Popcorn Bomb incident literally destroying the PSA, and also a certain Operation: Blackout), causing him to temporarily switch sides. This might sound like a character growth moment...except for the fact that he immediately betrays them once Protobot is dealt with and attacks and damages the EPF's HQ using a robot hydra made for the Medieval Party that he stole. - A canonical ex-dictator. Don't believe me? Look up Operation: Blackout on the Club Penguin Wiki! He froze several agents during his reign of terror, was open to freezing innocent civilians, and also wanted to do away with puffles- the pets of penguins. He also banned several hobbies and professions during his reign (being a Ninja, a DJ, a Pirate, etc) for no reason other than disliking them. He also destroyed the EPF'S HQ and exposed two agents' private information to the public. This means Herbert is the first and only character to canonically dox people he doesn't like on Club Penguin. -Was planning to bomb the EPF literally two months later with a hot sauce bomb (makes sense in context of the game and yes, it is more destructive than it sounds). -Brainwashed puffles into digging coins for him purely because his henchman, Klutzy the crab brought a coin slot to use for his DIY heater, instead of just removing the coin slot and retooling it to work without one like a normal person."

SNOWBALL: "OMG. SNOWBALL. SB. BABYGIRL. MI PRINCESA. HE IS SUCH A JERK. ok so for starters he is very arrogant and cocky (like a jock) and he thinks of himself as better than other contestants. snowball is also very stubborn and doesn't like people telling him what to do, and he often ditch or hurt his teammates for the sake of the challenge, thinking he was in the right to do so. he often intimidates and threatens the hosts of the show he competes on (x in bfb and two in TPOT) and he is also bery unlikeable both to fans and in universe. he was so unlikeable that in the firsr season of the bfdi franchise in a vote to regoin, he got the least votes out of 21 contestants with 8, less than 1/100 of the total votes. because of his behavior he made a reputation for himself among the other contestants, and was picked last for team making in the 5th season/TPOT. even on his new team in TPOT he is give the cold sholder by his teammates. OK NOW TO THE JERKY STUFF HE DID. so first of all he has killed at least 10 people, and he has hurt multiple contestants out of rage or for the challenge multiple times (some examples being when he broke fanny, a member of his older team from season 4 for telling him what to do, or him setting grassy, another member on his team in the 5th season on fire for the challenge. or the time that he punched grassy off inti the distance twice because "he felt like punching something "in episode 3 of TPOT). snowball also sabotaged his team in a challenge on purpose purely because of his ego (episode 4 of TPOT). he is also pretty rude to pretty much anyone and everyone, including hosts. only begrudgingly listening to them if it benefits himself. that is it (sorry for the really long propaganda he is my comfort and my favorite character from his series, i have been nominated as his no. 1 fan)"

#herbert p bear #snowball bfdi #club penguin #battle for dream island #poll #loving the passion behind these two snow lads

[dorayakichan]

hello! may I request what jay, vinny, dom & minu + owen’s ideal type? thank you 🫶🏻

Windbreaker characters: Ideal Type headcanon (Part 1)

Pairing: Jay, Minu, Vinny, Dom, Owen + gn!reader

Jay

Our favorite eunuch needs more than just a straightforward and extroverted person, to start having romantic feelings for. He needs someone who would be persistent and patient in their pursuit too. Someone who wouldn’t get discouraged easily just after some months. Yep, you will need to work hard to get our super rookie to fall head over heels for you. 

Speaking of appearance, Jay is not the kind to care for how someone looks. If he likes you he will like you for who you are not minding your physical appearance. On the other hand, if you want Jay to notice exactly that because you are extremely attractive. I’m sorry to inform you but you will be disappointed to see Jay’s disinterest. 

No matter how you look, breaking through Jay’s barrier would take more than just good looks and an extroverted person. Jay needs someone positive, who is always there for him, encouraging him and letting him lean on their shoulder when he can’t take it anymore. 

You should also be carefree. Having lived in a strict environment full of pressure and rules Jay needs someone who can help him forget about the harshness of life and who can show him that there is more to the world, basically, you have to become his safe place.

If you did break through the eunuch barrier after all that then yes, that’s when Jay would notice more things about you and finally fall for you. 

Minu

Minu’s ideal type is not that hard to be found, they just need to be kind. Minu would without a doubt fall for an inherently kind soul. Someone who is always there to help others, to offer a kind word, all those actions would get Minu's attention.

Especially if you show that kindness to him when he most needs it then our boy would be totally smitten. 

I think Minu also wouldn’t care about physical appearance, but if you have pretty eyes and a pretty smile, oh I think that would be a double strike straight into this guy's heart.

He would also like someone who will always be there cheering for him whenever he feels down, who would show him that no matter what he does, no matter what happens to him, and no matter his state they would never leave him.

Minu needs someone to show him that he doesn’t need to be cool or strong or invincible for them to fall in love with him, that he just needs to be himself. 

Last but not least he doesn’t mind if you are not interested and don’t know much about cycling. However, if you show interest and listen to him while he passionately goes on for hours about it then that would make Minu appreciate you even more than he already does.

Vinny

Let me warn you in advance. This guy's walls are very high but once you enter you have to remember his heart is made of glass. You have to treat him carefully and nicely, no games, and no hurtful words. He is too weak to handle his most loved one not treating him right. Yep, he is a total softie behind the scary guy cover.

Also, I think he would definitely be more attracted to someone older or more mature, someone who isn’t that childish yet slightly playful. Who can sometimes tease him and make him blush. But can also be understanding and not pushy. 

You have to understand that the guy has been brought up in extremely tough circumstances so depending on your social standing he may sometimes feel inferior. On the other hand, if both of you have similar backgrounds, it’s not like that will make him open up but he will feel like you can both relate more to each other.

Vinny has been bullied since he was young, so hearing people insult him is nothing new, yet if they start talking about how he is not good for you and comparing you and him. Then, the guy would be heartbroken, he would believe he is not good enough and maybe even give up on trying to be with you. That’s where you will need to comfort him, to make him believe and see that it doesn’t matter what others say, he makes you the happiest and he is the right one for you. 

Dom

Dom’s ideal type is someone pretty. You have to be pretty for Dom to be attracted to you. He is also into short hair, if you are the type who looks pretty in short hair, the chances are high this guy will come up to you asking you out while throwing an extremely cringy punch line while looking at you with googly eyes.

He is also into someone who can punch some sense back to him when he needs to. Someone who is not going to give in to everything he wants when they see him overdoing something. 

He needs that kind of person who would be able to calm him down when he gets too into something. For example, when he gets into a fight you have to stop him or talk to him about the fact that he should not do it. Or else the boy will continue to do the same thing again and again. Or when he gets too engrossed with his training that he ends up skipping school for weeks you have to smack some sense into him or else he will not budge.

Basically, Dom is like a little child most times, who needs a mature, disciplined, and smart person to help him…. well, not lose his way. You will need extreme patience with this one. Good luck!

Owen

Well, you have to be a goddess for Owen to notice you. This guy cares about appearance quite a lot. So you will have to take care of your image if you want to attract this one.

You also need to understand how hard it was for Owen to move on from his first love Shelly. So don’t be jealous or insecure just because he loved her before it doesn’t mean you are less or he does not have feelings for you. It’s just a tough thing you will both have to deal with if you want to create a healthy relationship with him.

Owen can be mature, yet he would love it if around you he could let go and be a bit childish. If he does act like that, that means he feels comfortable being around you.

He is more on the cheesy side when dating so he would love it if you were fine with it if you agreed to wear matching clothes and jewellery. He would love to share one drink with two straws with you while taking a polaroid picture, which you suggested doing. So yeah he would bond so much with someone who is not afraid to be cheesy and show their love to him nonstop. 

If you were into bikes, then there would be another thing that would undoubtedly attract Owen even more. But if you were not it would still be fine he would ask you to hop on the back of his bike and take you everywhere you like. Like the little lover boy that he is. 

#windbreaker x reader #windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker characters #windbreaker headcanon #windbreaker jay #vinny hong x reader #owen knight x reader #windbreaker dom #windbreaker minu

[theggning]

Oh god look she’s talking about Godot again- YEAH I AM, because nobody talks about Godot’s actual strategy and mechanics as a prosecutor!

Because in canon he only does 4 cases (4 of which he loses and one of which... ahem) Godot has the reputation of being a “bad” prosecutor or inept at his job. But I call bullshit! Players are just used to 2 games where every prosecutor is either Manfred Von Karma or a disciple of his (Payne who??). Godot’s prosecution style is totally unique, and very distinct in ways that make him an absolutely perfect “final boss” prosecutor for the original trilogy.

- Chiefly, and unlike the VK prosecutor club, Godot does not care about winning. Sure, he doesn’t want to lose, but it has nothing to do with his “record.” Though he states his desire to defeat Phoenix, he later specifies he’s actually “testing” him and his worthiness to the legal legacy he’s inherited. And for all the flack Godot gets for his winless record, Phoenix really lucked out in all of these cases. Godot actually would have won State vs. DeLite 1, State vs. DeLite 2, and State vs. Byrde had one witness in each not made a stupid mistake at the finish line.

- To that point, and often unacknowledged, there is a specific moment in each case where Godot stops arguing his case and either gives leeway to or actually assists the defense. (EX: He helps verbally reason out Phoenix’s arguments, agrees to Mia’s request to cross-examine Atmey, personally subpoenas and “tames” Furio Tigre, etc.) This usually comes once it’s been proven beyond a doubt that Phoenix’s client is innocent. Godot remains an unrelenting asshole to Phoenix personally and eggs him on about how competently he can prove his point, but he’s clearly not looking to send innocents to jail to stick it to him.

(Hmm. Who else cares about a client’s guilt or innocence and the truth ahead of “winning...”)

- He infamously has never prosecuted a case before 3-2, but multiple characters remark that he’s obviously not an amateur in the courtroom. Gumshoe in particular notes that Godot has skill and confidence to back up his arrogance (via a series of Top Gun jokes) and he’s not just a rookie floundering around behind the bench.

- Also unlike the VK prosecutor club, Godot mostly plays fair. He doesn’t prep or coach witnesses, doesn’t instruct them to lie. He never does anything as cheap as the infamous “updated autopsy report,” or Franziska’s blatantly illegal detention room photo stunt from 2-2. Obviously there’s a few below-the-belt moments (and he clearly enjoys when he can catch Phoenix flatfooted) but those are mostly the result of this goofball legal system being massively stacked for the prosecution anyway.

- The one questionable quirk of his is the fact he tends to take evidence from the crime scene. In 3-2, he kept DeMasque’s brooch to himself without telling the police he’d found it. Gumshoe and the Judge are both appalled at this but Godot thinks nothing of it, remarking that it’s a “rule” of his that “the safest place for evidence is in my pocket.”

(Hmm, which other legal professional we know tends to pocket evidence from the crime scene without telling the police? And what job does he have?)

- Godot’s style with his witnesses is completely different than the other prosecutors. Rather than coaching them or telling them what and what not to say, he tends to let them speak their minds on the stand. For all his cryptic douchebaggery he does have a way with people, keeping his cool with hostile witnesses (Tigre) and building friendly rapport with others (Ron and Kudo especially come to mind here.) 

(Hmmm, which other legal professional is used to building a strong rapport and trusting a witness to give testimony...?)

- He’s a world class bullshitter. Like even putting aside the unparseable metaphors and non sequiturs, when his back’s against the wall he throws out some absolutely wild arguments, blatantly ridiculous notions, whatever he can think of, trying to make it stick until the evidence decisively rips it down. The whole mirror testimony in 3-3 is a prime example of this... just blatantly stupid, but he allows it because it forces Phoenix to prove something.

(Hmmm... which other legal professional do we know is a constant bullshitter, desperately throwing outrageous theories to see what sticks...?) 

Notice a pattern at all?

This incredibly funny post by @franbamm and @palant1r is 100% accurate and is one of the best takes I’ve ever seen. Why does Godot’s prosecution feel so strange, so off? Because he prosecutes like a defense attorney. Not just any defense attorney either, but a certain defense attorney, the protege of his own protege, the man he crawled back from hell to do battle with. He’s the best possible “final boss” prosecutor for Phoenix because he’s his foil, both characterization and courtroom-wise.

In order to truly prove himself, Phoenix will have to proverbially beat himself: an inwardly honorable but near-incoherent bullshitting weirdo, constantly flying by the seat of his pants.

#ace attorney #ace attorney meta #godot #phoenix wright #godot's style is weird but it all clicks when you realize why it's weird #I LEARNED IT FROM YOU TRITE #or i guess it's indirectly the other way around huh #that post is great though #the two astronauts with a rock thing is just quintessential 100% pure godot #i fucking love this guy

[f1-ferraero]

Over these last few races there has been a lot of people saying that "Sainz doesn't need to give a f about Ferrari anymore, he's driving for his future" which is so so contradictory.

Sure, his results on paper are going to be important for contract negotiations, but HOW he gets those results is more important.

The situation Sainz will be in next year is either 1st driver at a midfield team, or 2nd at a top team (with only RBR and Merc potentially having open seats, and Verstappen and Russell will be prioritised there).

If he wants to fight for wins he will need to accept a 2nd driver seat, and to get there he needs to show that he can be a team player, regardless of his situation. Otherwise a midfield team is his only option. Even then, there is no driver's championship in the midfield, only the constructor's matters. Look at Magnussen in Jeddah, and all the praise he received for putting the team first and helping Haas score their first point. That's what the midfield teams need and want.

Sainz is a good driver, yes, but while the media might like the "he's only driving for himself" narrative, the teams would be a lot more impressed by a "he's putting the team first, despite not having a seat with them next season" narrative.

Besides, he's not the only one without a seat. Essentially half the grid is jobless next season, but they are playing the team game, and that actually makes them much more attractive candidates (even if Sainz might be the faster driver).

And if we look at RBR and Merc. Checo is doing exactly what he needs to do: finishing and qualifying p2, while also having a history of being a brilliant team player when need be. Even if Sainz does get signed, he won't be challenging Max. Max is the 1st driver, and the car will be designed towards his preferred extreme oversteer (which we know Sainz struggles with, given the beginning of 2022 and the end of 2023). And with Sainz being older than Max, and with Lawson coming up in 2025 he'll probably not be given more than 1-2 years with RBR.

Mercedes is struggling, and are in no way in contention for titles or wins. The drivers know that right now the team needs to focus on just maximising their joint results (e.g. Hamilton asking if he should let Russell pass in Suzuka). Merc has also already made it clear that they want Antonelli, either for 2025 or 2026. Toto has said that they might just give up on 2025 and use it as prep for 26, and in that case they'll probably sign Antonelli.

If they decide to sign Sainz it'll, again, only be for 1-2 years (with 2025 being a write off and 2026 being a total unknown). Sauber is definitely Sainz best option: he'll be the 1st driver and they might be competitive with Audi in 2026.

It doesn't matter what he or his fans think he "deserves". This is the truth of the situation, and he's not doing himself, or anyone, any favours by driving only for himself. And besides, despite the media claiming that Sainz is hot property, he is not actually that much more desirable as a driver than anyone else.

On one hand there is the matter of his age. Sure, he's not old (considering Alonso and Hamilton are driving into their 40s, but that's ALONSO and HAMILTON) but he is turning 30 this year, which means that while he might be in his prime he won't be getting any better. He doesn't have the potential that a young rookie has. He is delivering what he should be so far in 2024 considering he's in a Ferrari, but so has everyone else who is in contention for a good seat.

The second thing is his racing cv: 3 wins in 10 years and a highest championship position of 5th. I know people are arguing that he simply hasn't had the car to do more than that: "he was stuck in midfield cars for 6 years (7 if you include the 2021 Ferrari)". Let's rephrase that: "he didn't perform strongly enough to be promoted to a top team for 6 years".

Between 2015 and 2021 Bottas, Leclerc, Verstappen, Gasly and Albon received promotions to the 3 top teams and Sainz did not (Bottas after 4 years and the rest after 1 year (Albon a bit earlier and Verstappen a bit later)). Sainz IS a good driver, I'm not denying that, but he doesn't have championship potential and that's okay. He's not being "underrated" by the teams. They know exactly what he is capable of, and he WILL get a seat next year, but he isn't being disrespected by anyone because they aren't signing him.

#f1 #carlos sainz #f1 2024 #scuderia ferrari #chinese gp 2024

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Quinn Hughes Edition (Seven)

23-24 Season Masterlist

previous: six

next: eight

OCTOBER 31, 2023

again: THESE STATS ARE BASED OFF THE ACTUAL DAY!

p.s. i skipped the rags game

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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: WHO RUNS THE WORLD? QUINN! edition!

with his first assist on laffy taffy's goal, quinn got his 250th career point! this makes him the second fastest active defenseman to reach 250 points in under 300 games! he did it in 292 games, which equaled the 12th fewest of all time!

but let's not forget the other two assists tonight! his three assists tonight gave him his 48th career multi-point game, his 19th three point game, and his 14th three assists game! he now has 18 total career assists against nashville, which ties his total against the oilers for the most assists he has against any one team! (note that he's played the oilers more because of the 20-21 season where van played them 10 times)

john said that it's "a hughes lead in the east and the west" during the game, and here's why:

quinn has 11 points, so he is 1st for dmen, and tied for 7th overall! he also has a (+/-) of +11, which leads THE ENTIRE LEAGUE!

jack leads the entire league in points AND assists with 18 and 13, and luke is tied for second for all rookies in points and assists!

quinn and luke are tied for 4th in power play points for dmen overall, luke is 2nd for all rookies, and jack is tied for 1st for all skaters!

i’m so proud of my nuckies for their 5-2 win against the preds, my brothers, and most of all, my best friend💙 i love you way past infinity!

p.s. PETEY! MY BLONDE KING! INSTEAD OF GOING TRICK-OR-TREATING, YOU WENT HAT-TRICKING! congratulations on your second career hatty, and your first at home! i love you, and i’m so proud of you! keep an eye out for your hatty medal in the mail!

p.s.s. quinn is the first player in CANUCKS HISTORY to have a +10 rating during the first seven games! i asked for a record breaking season, and i’m getting it!

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yourusername p.s.s.s. SHOUTOUT TO MY BEST FRIEND NUMBER TWO FOR NOW HOLDING THE NHL RECORD FOR FEWEST GAMES TO SCORE SIX CAREER OT GOALS! HE DID IT IN 130 GAMES! he has surpassed brayden point, who's record was 190! i love you, and i’m so proud! (p.s.s.s.s. i’m glad your surgery went well @.kdach77 ! your care package has been mailed! i love you!)

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[bbypedrito]

Push & Pull | Dieter Bravo/f!Reader

After an interview with Dieter goes awry, the two of you clash on the red carpet and accidentally go viral for your sizzling chemistry with each other. Unfortunately, it all goes downhill from there.

rating: explicit, minors DNI

word count: 3k

warnings: no y/n, no reader descriptions, piv sex, hate sex, a single dub-con kiss, some degrading language, mentions of dieter’s drug use, annoying flirty dieter who probably has too much game in this fic than is necessarily realistic but OH WELL, dumb social media jokes

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“I hate you so much,” Dieter gasps as he sinks himself into you. “Fucking. Uppity. Bitch,” he punctuates each word with a hard thrust, teeth bared. “Say it back to me, tell me you hate me too. Fucking say it.”

You open your mouth to reply but a long, loud, moan comes spilling out as Dieter pounds into you. He has you lifted up against the wall of a bathroom stall and you’re achingly stretched open, Dieter’s cock filling you up so good you can barely breathe, let alone think. You steel yourself, screwing your eyes closed, digging your nails into the broad expanse of his back. “Fucking �� fucking hate you, Bravo.”

He moans into your neck and it’s a filthy, desperate sound that will haunt you for weeks, never letting you forget that not only did you let the Dieter Bravo pound you in a public bathroom, but horrifyingly, it was probably the best fucking sex you’d ever had.

-

You’re no stranger to dealing with some difficult celebrities in your line of work, so you weren’t particularly nervous at the prospect of interviewing Dieter Bravo for the very first time. He wasn’t exactly a ray of sunshine, even on a good day, but at least he humoured the press and answered questions with little to no fuss. You’d done your research the night before and, armed with the knowledge that he didn’t like taking off his sunglasses or answering questions about his personal life or drug habit, there was no way you could possibly fuck this up, right?

Wrong. Extremely, spectacularly, excruciatingly wrong.

In fact, you fucked it up so royally Bravo had stormed off set, forcefully unplugging his mic pack and muttering darkly about fucking media and their fucking jokes as mortified producers scattered in his furious wake.

When you look back on it, you can admit it was a total rookie error. It had been a long day for everyone on that particular press junket, and trying to break the ice by playfully riffing on his performance in Cliff Beasts 6 probably wasn’t your most inspired idea.

Still, you can’t help but think it was a bit of an overreaction, a total diva move, and it especially stung when your less than pleased boss demoted you to interviewing reality tv stars for a long, vacuous couple of months.

Your warm and easygoing interview style soon saw you bouncing back though, and the next time you see Dieter is at the premiere of his latest film. It’s a better movie than Cliff Beasts, which doesn’t exactly say a lot, but it’s a step in the right direction for his career and Dieter seems...almost cheerful out on the red carpet. He looks a lot less hungover than usual, forgoing the signature sunglasses he often wears at events to conceal whatever vice he’d indulged in. He has nice eyes, you begrudgingly decide, and his beard looks groomed for once. He’s also wearing a crisp, elegant suit that flatters his tall, broad figure and he’s even smiling, humouring fans with a couple of selfies and shooting winks in their direction whenever he catches their eye. You can’t help but laugh at the commotion it causes each time, a new wave of screams following everywhere he saunters.

You’d never admit it out loud, but he looks quite dashing - happiness and sobriety definitely look good on him.

Unfortunately, any goodwill towards his character or appearance evaporates when you approach him for an interview. Dieter’s expression drops when he spots you coming and he visibly sneers as your cameraman fiddles with his equipment, looking down his hawk-like nose at you with such derision it almost makes you shrink in on yourself. Almost.

“It’s you,” he says, plastering on a camera-ready fake smile. “The girl who thinks she’s a film critic.”

You force a sickly sweet smile to match. “Dieter Bravo. The diva who thinks he’s Olivier.”

Dieter pretends to laugh, but his eyes blaze with burning daggers at your verbal riposte. “The Academy Award winner who thinks he’s Olivier,” he retorts, his forced grin stretching just a little too wide to be natural.

Your cameraman clears his throat awkwardly as the two of you stare each other down. “I’m, uh, ready to roll.”

-

is it just me or does dieter bravo have crazy chemistry with the interview girl???

yeah he was definitely giving her the fucky eyes 👀

she deffo wants him too tho, i ship it tbh

i felt like a third wheel watching this

bro is down BAD 😂

-

You can’t believe what you’re reading. Your notifications are inundated with endless comments about your so-called “chemistry” with Dieter Bravo.

What. The. Fuck.

You flop face-first onto your couch, accidentally scattering your decorative cushions to the floor into a haphazard heap. Whatever. You’ll pick them up later. Your phone pings and you ignore it, assuming it’s yet another comment about Dieter and his supposed fucky eyes for you. Gross. Weird. Absolutely wrong, he would never— you would never—

Your phone fully rings this time and your heart sinks to your knees when you groggily sit up and realise it’s your boss, Michael.

“Have you seen the comments?” He asks excitedly, forgoing any pleasantries and getting straight to the point.

“Unfortunately, yes.”

“And the numbers?”

“Numbers?”

“The numbers! The views! You hit one million in less than 24 hours. The teens on TikTok are obsessed with your sexual chemistry with Dieter Bravo.”

One million views. Sexual chemistry. Dieter Bravo.

Jesus christ. You pinch the bridge of your nose, a sudden headache coming on. Is this a nightmare? It feels like a nightmare. You’ve always wanted to make it big in your field, to finally stand out amongst all the other media journalists clamouring for the stars and the public’s attention, but not like this. Never like this.

You heave a loud sigh, too defeated to be polite to even your boss right now. He can demote you back down to D-list reality stars again for all you care right now. “You want me to interview him again, don’t you.”

“Smart girl,” Michael coos, and you wrinkle your nose, “I’ve already made arrangements with Bravo’s team to strike while the viral iron’s still hot. They’re all very excited - apparently this is exactly the kind of PR they’ve always wanted for Dieter.”

“What an honour,” you deadpan, but your sarcasm seems to fly right over your excited boss’ head.

“That’s my girl! Now, here’s the concept…”

-

It’s a date. They’ve forced you to go on a date with him.

Well, it’s a fake date, in a fancy rented out bar, with a specially hired bartender and a whole film crew crammed into the space. Either way, you’re unhappy, tugging listlessly at the hem of your short dress. You and your team had arrived first and predictably Dieter is late, which only serves to piss you off even more.

He was probably doing it on purpose, the ass.

Sitting at the bar, you unlock your phone to check it out of nervous habit only to immediately lock it again - your notifications are still crazy with endless messages and comments, your interview with Dieter having reached another million views and still going strong.

There’s even a fancam now, the footage of the two of you edited to Me and your Mama by Childish Gambino. The footage has been slowed down and out of context it certainly looks…like something else. Your gazes on each other are fiery, and at one point Dieter bites his lip as you lean into his space just a little, but jesus, you had been passive aggressively taunting him with purposefully annoying questions, trying to get a rise out of him. And not that kind of rise, thank you very much.

Your thoughts are interrupted by Dieter’s grand arrival and you fight the urge to roll your eyes at the sound of his smarmy voice chatting up the crew. Just to add insult to injury, the asshole looks irritatingly good; his hair is perfectly styled into an artfully natural looking bedhead, his beard left scruffy but his moustache neatly trimmed, and he’s wearing a dark maroon button down shirt with far too many buttons neglected to be decent. He catches your eye and has the gall to fucking wink at you as he joins you at the bar.

“Like what you see?” He drawls.

“I do now,” you quip as the bartender hands you a delicious looking fruity drink. The production staff that briefed you had encouraged you to get tipsy for a more loose and relaxed atmosphere, and who are you to say no to free drinks?

Dieter merely chuckles, ordering himself a neat whiskey. You notice him watching you as you sip at your drink and irritation blooms hot in your chest.

“What?” You snap, and Dieter shrugs.

“Just checking out my hot date,” he says before taking his drink and downing it with practiced ease. You ignore the way his adam’s apple bobs as he swallows and then nonchalantly sets hls glass down on the bar. “Not bad. Shame she’s a fucking ice queen.”

You open your mouth to argue but you’re interrupted by the director calling for the lights to be adjusted. Instead of deigning to lower yourself to Dieter’s level with a childish ‘you started it’, you decide to busy yourself with your script until Dieter takes the hint and wanders off to chat up his makeup artist as she touches his face up.

The script itself is just a basic outline; you playfully banter with each other and ask him some flirty questions, Dieter comes up with flirty answers, you get him to promote his new movie at the end, and then cut, you can finally go home. Preferably to take a long scalding hot shower before bed and wash away the grimy feeling of flirting all night with a dickwad like Dieter just for clicks and good PR.

You order yourself another drink.

-

By the time you wrap, you’re more than a little tipsy. It lends itself well to the shoot at least, and you’re praised for how real and natural you were. Dieter practically vanished as soon as he heard the director yell cut and call it a day, which was a huge fucking relief because you’re not quite sure you can look him in the eye right now. Or ever again.

You wonder if you can get away with one more drink.

-

the tension is crazy, i genuinely thought they were gonna start banging on the table lol

that flirting is too real 👀

omg the way he looks at her!!!!

anyone else notice how much she kept blushing?

i don’t ship real people but i can’t deny their chemistry is crazy!

-

Looking back at the footage, you decide the two of you must be insanely good actors because the flirting does look strangely real. You resent the comments about you blushing, though. You’re a grown woman, goddamnit, it was the alcohol making your face flush, not Dieter’s finger absentmindedly tracing your knuckles, or his foot nudging yours under the table, or the way his big brown eyes crinkled at the edges when he fake laughed at your fake jokes.

These TikTok kids are ridiculous. You snap your laptop shut before you torture yourself further reading any more comments.

The pay is good, you remind yourself. You can finally start thinking about moving out of your tiny shitty apartment. Your social media accounts are flourishing too, as is your career, gaining a bigger following that you’ve ever dreamed of and more and more agents are reaching out for you to interview their big clients. One of them is even the major star of a popular series of Marvel movies, real big league shit, and just the thought of it makes you giddy.

You lie back on your bed, unblinkingly staring up at the ceiling. As much as you hate to admit it, you kinda owe Dieter, and despite his reputation and clear dislike for you, he’d been enough of a gentleman during your fake date. As you start to drift off, you decide you’ll be charitable and buy him a drink someday, just to say thanks.

Your phone buzzes, and blearily you peer at it, the screen too bright in the dim of your room. It’s a number you don’t recognise, but you know full well who the text is from.

congrats on another viral hit leeching off my fame ;)

Fully awake and seething now, you type out a reply:

Thanks Dieter! Congrats on finally becoming relevant again!!! So brave of you to bounce back after Cliff Beasts and that weird messy documentary that almost killed your career xxx

bitch. Dieter fires back, and you grin to yourself, knowing you got under his skin.

You send Dieter a final parting gift - a single passive aggressive 😘 emoji - before switching off your phone and turning over to sleep.

-

The next day, you wake up around early afternoon to PR carnage.

Dieter is plastered all over the tabloids after going on a very public bender and getting caught with a bag of coke last night.

You feel sick. Was this your fault? Were you really that harsh on him? You stare at your brief chain of texts, chewing anxiously on the inside of your cheek, worrying at it with your teeth until it’s raw. Fuck, maybe that ‘leeching off my fame’ text was just a joke. A shitty joke, but a joke all the same, one you were too tired and stupid to understand.

Fuck.

Should you try to call him? You stare down at your phone, at the stupid little emoji you sent him. A knock at your door pulls you out of your trance. Frazzled, you run to answer the door in your pyjamas, and freeze when you find Dieter on your doorstep. He looks exhausted, hair a mess, his plain grey t-shirt rumpled.

“I was thinking about you. Last night. All night actually,” he says. He grins sardonically. “Well, you probably saw the news.”

You’re in the middle of trying to formulate some kind of halfbaked apology when Dieter pulls you in close and kisses you hard, his hands vice-like on your hips and his tongue swiping into your mouth with such frenzied desperation it pulls a surprised moan from you.

Just as suddenly, just as you’re about to kiss him back he pulls away, jerking away from you as if burned, and then he’s gone.

You wander back inside, fingers pressed to lips that still tingle from the friction of Dieter’s scruff.

Because he’d kissed you.

What the hell was that? Scratch that, how the hell does he know where you live? The lack of answers only serve to frustrate you and you find yourself getting angry, pacing your apartment as the indignant fury builds. How dare he worry you and then just show up to your home unannounced and kiss you out of nowhere like that? Entitled weirdo. You hate him. You fucking hate him, and you can’t believe you were going to apologise, that you ever felt bad for him in the first place.

Hours later, Michael calls when you’re about to make dinner and you immediately lose your appetite because you know what he’s going to ask.

“Just one more thing together, so this coke thing blows over.”

“No.”

“You’ll be paid double.”

You falter at that, eyeing the water damaged ceiling currently blooming with ominous looking black mould and your sad, wonky kitchen cupboards.

“Fine,” you sigh, “but only for the money. And never again after this.”

“Thank you, darling.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” you reply. Michael nervously chuckles, unsure of what you mean, and without bothering to explain you hang up.

-

Dieter’s PR team works quickly and efficiently and they somehow get you both booked together on some Buzzfeed thing the following week. It’s impressive, if not a little scary.

You’re more nervous than you’ve ever been at the prospect of being on camera, fidgeting in your seat as someone diligently dabs at your face with various makeup brushes. If the bags under your eyes are anything to go by, your poor makeup artist has their work cut out for them.

You’re beginning to zone out as you stare into the mirror when a cheery producer pops her head in. “Ready to break the internet?” She asks, painfully enthusiastic. The makeup artist steps back and gives you a thumbs up. Obliviously accepting your tight grimace of a smile as an affirmative with a bright “let’s go, girl!” the producer leads you to the sound stage where the crew and Dieter are waiting.

You avoid his gaze, but you can feel it, dark and heavy as you cross the room.

The production team begin to brief the two of you but you can barely concentrate, your traitorous mind drifting back to Dieter on your doorstop, Dieter’s greedy hands on your hips, Dieter’s lips angrily pressed to your own…

You’re pulled from your thoughts when someone shouts for a makeup artist and you nearly die on the spot when you realise it’s because you’re noticeably sweating.

You mumble something about the lights being hot as the makeup artist from before busily reapplies some product, your cheeks warm with embarrassment when you realise Dieter is looking in your direction. You half expect to see the mocking grin you’ve grown accustomed to seeing flashed your way, but his brows are furrowed and he looks oddly serious. Almost calculating. It unsettles you in ways you can’t explain.

Makeup retouched and camera ready, you rejoin him, and Dieter surprises you by casually slinging an arm around your shoulder as if you were old friends. “All ready?” He asks brightly, but before you can reply, he subtly leans closer, lips close to your ear so only you can hear what he says next:

“The comments on our last video were right. I was thinking about bending you over that table all evening.”

You inhale sharply, head whipping around to face him, and there it is, that fucking unbearable fake charm smile, and fuck it, you think. You’re not backing down now.

You match his stupid, smug grin with your own.

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top comment:

i 100% bet these two fucked like rabbits after filming this

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