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milaeth · 9 months

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୨୧┊ 𝐈. 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. ( charles leclerc )

ꖛ ─ you’re reading part one ∿ part two ∿ part three ( coming soon )

✧.* pairings ─ charles leclerc x fem! singer! reader

✧.* genre ─ social media au ⨾ fluff & chaotic

✧.* summary ─ in which your best friend George gets fed up with watching you and Charles secretly yearn for each other while claiming to be just friends. so, when you lose a bet to George, he takes control of your social media accounts for 24 hours, using the opportunity to help you make a move on your crush.

✧.* face claim ─ suki waterhouse

✧.* warnings ─ none, this is just really chaotic lol

✧.* mily’s thoughts ─ this is my first time writing a social media au so pls give me feedback! also, this is not proofread! btw feel free to leave requests <33

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

princess george: You know what, y/n?

y/n: no

princess george: I have the feeling that i’m gonna get a podium today!

y/n: what made you think that💀 not to crush your dreams princess, but i heavily doubt that

princess george: Wow, you’re so supportive. Why should I not be able to get a podium??

y/n: keyword: shitty car

princess george: Oh, yeah, I forgot about that… But i don’t care, i will manifest it (that’s what you always do, isn’t it?)

y/n: yeah sure..

princess george: You don’t believe me? Fine! Let’s make a bet then.

y/n: it’s way too early for this shit

princess george: Blahblahblah🙄

y/n: 💀 george i’m busy

princess george: Busy writing sad love songs about Charles or what??

y/n: …

princess george: Exactly. Now let’s do this!

y/n: why are you so eager to make this bet

princess george: Oh I just want to rub in your face that I was right afterwards

y/n: lovely.. but fine, start talking ig

princess george: Finally!

princess george: I predict that i’m gonna finish P3. Your prediction?

y/n: p11❤️

princess george: And now realistically…

y/n: p6

princess george: Thanks.

y/n: and what are the drawbacks?

princess george: I don’t know, maybe the loser has to hand over their main social media accounts to the winner for 24 hours. The loser isn’t allowed to use their main accounts in that time, only their private ones.

y/n: absolutely not

princess george: Aww you’re a scaredy cat?

y/n: no i just don’t trust you with my social media accounts💀

princess george: Okay fair enough

princess george: But c’mon, it’s gonna be fun! Only for 24h

y/n: fine but the winner can’t post anything too bad

princess george: Sure, sure. So, deal?

y/n: deal! and good luck (i hope you dnf)

princess george: Lovely as always

[ seen 12:03pm ]

georgerussell63

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georgerussell63 P3!!!! We keep on moving🔥🔥

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user471 was a close call but congratulations!

user172 carlos deserved it more, you literally pushed him off

user93 he didn’t push carlos off but okay💀

user425 so happy for you!

user65 it should’ve been carlos

charles_leclerc congrats on p3 mate!!🔥

georgerussell63 Congratulations on P2! I nearly got you, watch your back next time😉

charles_leclerc let’s highlight the word “nearly”😉

user976 so happy to see you on the podium again🫶

yourusername still convinced you bewitched half of the grid to let you pass them

georgerussell63 Creative but no, I just had a great motivation😊😊

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

princess george: Well well well, look who lost our bet…

y/n: 😐

princess george: C’mon give me the password to all your main accounts so i can log in😁

y/n: what if i were suicidal.

princess george: Honestly sounds like a you problem.

y/n: fuck you.

princess george: Still waiting for the passwords😊

y/n: fine, but remember, only for 24 hours!

princess george: Yeah, yeah. Now give them to me.

y/n: … insta is “503_UedusEiotSrk03” & twitter is “eZiyjDbbvwKi_zu_14806”

princess george: Damn, those are some ugly passwords!

y/n: are you seriously judging my PASSWORDS rn💀💀

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scuderiaferrari

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scuderiaferrari That’s ice cold🧊🥶 #F1 #P2 #Charles16

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user47 dayuumm🤭

user21 no one could ever get me into one of those things😭

yourusername That’s a sight I could get used to🥵🔥

landonorris don’t ever say or write that again.

urusername_alt🔒 @yourusername you really make me want to kms

yourusername @urusername_alt🔒 Aw, appreciate it❤️😉

landonorris y/n have you officially lost it?? why are you talking to yourself💀

user275 did we all see that or am i crazy💀

user164 yep we all saw that💀💀

yourusername

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yourusername "eyes that confess, while lips whisper 'just friends.'" my new single “just friends” is out now!!🤍 (yes, another single about my crush😘)

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user937 THIS IS SO GOOD AND HEARTBREAKING WTF

lewishamilton already on repeat🔥

user25 i cried my eyes out to this.

landonorris this is a BANGER

user12 how is this so cute yet so sad💀

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

y/n: HPW COULD YOU

y/n: I GO TO BED AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO??

princess george: i have no idea what you’re talking about.

y/n: OH PLEASE YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID

princess george: Uhmmm nope.

y/n: YOU POSTED ONE OF MY DRAFTS

y/n: AND NOT JUST ANY DRAFT

y/n: NO, YOU POSTED THE ONE ABT MY SINGLE💀

y/n: IM GETTING EMAILS FROM MY PR TEAM BC I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST THAT ON TUESDAY

princess george: Oh, yeah, my finger slipped🫢🫢

y/n: your finger must’ve slipped multiple times then bc the caption is somehow a different one💀 not to forget the twitter thing

princess george: Oops?

princess george: Besides, I only added one sentence.

y/n: are you fucking serious

princess george: It was an accident.

y/n: ACCIDENT MY ASS YOU EMBARRASSED ME IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!!! AND TOLD PEOPLE ITS ABOUT CHARLES WTF

princess george: To be fair that was predictable when we set the rules to this bet. And I didn’t directly say the single is about charles.

y/n: you did directly say that💀

y/n: istg i’m gonna beat you up the next time i see you

princess george: Should I be worried..?

y/n: definitely.

y/n: you give me so many seasons to kill you. this is literally the 19th one

princess george: Make it 20…

y/n: george. what do you mean.

princess george: I might’ve given you another season. On accident!!

princess george: https://www.instagram.com/p/Cu-IkZstViy/?img_index=1

y/n: oh no

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f1wags Love is in the air, and our radar has picked up some juicy rumors! It seems like the friendship between the singer Y/N L/N and Charles Leclerc is turning into something more than just a casual relationship. Get ready for the scoop as we take a closer look at the blossoming relationship between these two stars!

Y/N and Charles first crossed paths through their mutual friend George Russell, but it seems their connection has deepened over time. On late Sunday, Y/N dropped a bombshell by announcing her upcoming single to her social media followers, accompanied by a captivating caption. The last sentence read, "another single about my crush😘," which made fans curious and hopeful for more.

The plot thickened when Y/N responded to a tweet and saying that the song was indeed inspired by her "bae," none other than talented Formula 1 driver Charles Leclerc. The revelation left followers shaking with excitement, and it's clear that the connection between the two goes deeper than mere friendship.

But that's not all! Observant watchers have noticed the undeniable chemistry between Y/N and Charles, catching glimpses of their interactions when they thought no one was watching. Ah, the power of love! Charles might have forgotten that the public has eyes everywhere, but we certainly haven't missed a beat.

The burning question on everyone's mind is: what's behind their friendship? Is it just a playful crush or something much more intense? Could Y/N L/N be a new f1 wag? Time will tell, but for now we can't help but root for this potential power couple.

So stay tuned, gossip lovers, because there's more to come from Y/N L/N and Charles Leclerc. Whether it's a steamy romance or just a close friendship, we'll be here keeping our eyes peeled for any hint of what's going on behind the scenes. Love may be a game of mystery, but they've forgotten that we're experts at unraveling the truth. Keep your eyes open, folks!

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user79 y’all really don’t know how to mind your own business

user943 why are people making such a big deal out of this like they’re just friends and y/n was probably just drunk or smth when she said those things🙄🙄 ITS NOT THAT SERIOUS!!

user27 you guys really don’t have a life huh💀

user375 who tf is this blondie

user50 girl stfu that’s literally my wife

user697 AAAA i really hope this is real bc they’re so cute💖

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

y/n: 💀💀💀

princess george: I’m starting to feel bad now..

y/n: good, you should💀

y/n: i’m gonna apologize to charles now

princess george: Why, It’s not your fault.

y/n: you’re right, it’s yours. but you said all those things with my account so it looks like it’s my fault lol

princess george: I’m really sorry, I took it a little far!

y/n: a little is good💀 but dw it’s okay, i know you only meant it jokingly, i’ll tell everyone it was you and not me once the 24 hours are over

princess george: 👍 Good luck talking to Charles. And don’t forget to confess to him before I do it for you😉😉

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starilianreads · 3 months

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Ancestors messages you need to see RN!!

1:- English is not my first language

2:- take what's resonate and leave what doesn't

3:- it is solely based on my intuition (ofc I used tarot but still)

4:- Images are not mine.. I saved it from Pinterest.

Pile 1->. pile 2-> pile 3

Let's get into it!🫶🏼

Pile 1-what's going on..

Cards:- 9oc,8op,8os,3op,9os,Qop,6ow

Idk why but I'm getting the song "gimme more" or "step on up" in my mind? (Do you guys like modelling?? Or like do you want to be in entertainment industry?? Something maybe significant here? Anyways) I'm getting that people in this pile are hardworkers, generous people. You might be a earth sign, (TAURUS, VIRGO, CAPRICORN) but idk why you're unable to see your potential.. maybe you care a lot about what others think and stuff..and it's giving you lots of anxiety.. because in reality you're not like that how you're thinking you're perceived by the world..

You may feel disconnected with yourself rn, You might have some people around you that maybe judge you a lot, gossip a lot, or maybe just some low vibes people are in your energy field currently.. and because of this, you can't able to see the good things in your life & your potiential you have currently.. how good you actually are?? I'm getting that you might be really beautiful, but you're "Fakely" dependent on others.. Idk if that makes sense for you (Ig I made a new word in English 😂) but you're like not what you actually act like with that people, for eg. You may not like tags, but at the same time people around you give tags, or you try to fit into that tags..but you really aren't that? Its giving me highly aqua vibes now. I understand your situation completely:)

Advice

Cards:- clear your vibes, the inner voice, take a step back, Peace and harmony, new beginning

You have to be honest pile 1, it's shouldn't be like this. Maybe you have the intention to be peaceful but with these people you can't!?

You have to speak up, be honest whatever, they think is their problem, detach yourself, you really need to clear your energy field, this is not what "true relationships" mean. You're stuck in this fakeness of them..don't!! (Imo you should try moonstone, all fake people will get cleared away by themselves..)

Listen to your inner voice (or intuition) you're the new beginning yourself.!! Retreat, rest and repair. See who's really yours and who isn't..PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!! I REQUEST YOU TO LET GO OF THE PEOPLE WHO AREN'T SERVING YOU ANYMORE!

you'll become automatically happy once you let go of these people.. you have to heal and cleanse yourself. These people just made you a bit cloudy, or foggy.

Channeled messages

Model, aquarius, pisces, earth signs, twin flame, there's something better, 4, ask and you shall receive! Poetry writing, perceptions, judging, intuition, January, 1111, beauty and the beast, 3 of wands!!

Pile 2-whats going on

Cards:- Qoc,the star, 6oc, the emperor, knight of cups, 7os, Qop, the world, 8ow, the hanged man, the moon, the high priestess

There is a lot of feminine energy in this pile. I can see a reconciliation happening with a person, but it's like tyk that they're somewhat naive and prone to making the same mistake again and again, but you're still giving them a chance or vice versa. (Its obviously your free will if you want to.. go with your intuition if you feel like give them a chance then you should and if not, just runn!!

I pulled some extra cards for you by mistake but the messages was so clear, a wish of yours is going to be granted, you probably want this from a long time, maybe since childhood even? And it's coming pretty fast with the 8ow here.

(Your ancestors are saying to be the "real you".. don't wear any facade because it'll mess it up all in the end? Idk what they're talking about, but yeah take as resonate)

I see that you guys are really pure and genuine personalities, who always be there for others.. establishing some boundaries may help. You can't be available for everyone every damn time,, It's a simple message that you're rich inside and you're not for everyone. You're precious. Some of you feel like that you don't have control over your life? And some of you probably feel isolated or misunderstood. But the thing here is you have to change your perception.. you still have your life in your own hands..

Moon card is also like a warning to me that if you're trying to control someone/something or someone else is trying to control you it's not going in a right direction.. speak up if it's someone else trying to control you, and release controlling behaviour if it's you trying to control something/someone. The message here is to connect with your intuition, wisdom and let it guide you.

Advice

Cards:- you're protected, balance, connect with music, change and transition

I feel like some major things are going in your life currently because of mostly major arcanas being in your spread..anyways, the cards are saying that whatever is going on in your life currently, try to make balance on time/in it. I think that maybe changes are naturally occurring in your life or you have to make some necessary changes to move forward in your life now. The angels and ancestors are making sure that you're protected, A divine timing is in play right now. Music have some hidden message for you so try to listen music word by word maybe something will click on your head?!

Channeled messages

Self care,pickiness,glow-up, feeling worthy, reconciliation, secrets, misunderstood, warning,new perspective, femininity,hope, December, there's something better, Cinderella,trust, straight forward,show the world the real you.

Pile 3-whats going on

Cards:-8os,the hermit,10op,App,Pos,4ow

I feel like that you're about to have so many good things for you, but Idk, something is inside you that, is Idk unable to reach? Its weird, but nothing is unable to reach TBH, there's something for you to let go, but you can't & I felt this while shuffling your cards,and hermit also shows our ancestors so these messages might be from a specific ancestors of your, might be tall in height, whatever you wish for us on the horizon, but something is stopping you to truly feel it,I guess this pile will have least messages,but it's straight. Its time time to connect with inside "you". Whatever you feel, whatever comes it's okay. Learn to accept it. We all are humans? And that's how we call ourselves humans? Right? You have to make yourself up again, until these things come in, because it's in the destiny it'll surely come in, but you won't able to enjoy it, trust on yourself, connect with the inner you:)

Some advice cards

Cards:-change and transition, honour your feelings, trust your vibes, honour your beauty, shine your light

All the same things I said before. Your ancestors are urging you to connect inside of yourself, and just for god's sake, try to accept yourself, and everything you have, because in the end of the day, it's you, no matter the good or bads inside of you, it's 'you' and that's what makes you unique itself! It is who you truly are! I feel like these people are really beautiful who picked this pile but never admit it, like there's so many things going inside of you, and you have to fix it! You have so many self esteem issues!, Trust on yourself, your intuition, they are their for a reason,

Please I request you to follow this,stop negative thinking, accept yourself, you're not ugly, im genuinely telling you're so pretty! believe in yourself! Just people are just intimidated by you that's why, they don't tell you about how beautiful you're!🤭😍

You're here to shine bright!

Channeled messages

Insecurities, issues, fragile, good luck, miracle, books, trust, within the next few weeks

That's all for today! I hope you like it!! Do let me know in the comments section how this reading resonated with you! Your time is appreciated here!❤️

#tarot cards #tarot pac #tarot reading #tarotcommunity #pick a card #pick one #pick a pile #pick a picture #tarotblr #tarot #aquarius #pisces #astroloji #ancestors

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This is stupid, but you know those new LO hoodies the Webtoon shop has? I know the font they're using. It's Eckmannpsych which is an Adobe font.

That's not the stupid part though. The dumb part is the capital H and G in the Eckmannpsych font do not match what is on the hoodies, which would obviously be on the hoodies that have Hera or Goddess on them. So, Rachel looks to have taken the time to hand draw her own H and G to match the font style for those hoodies but did not take any time to make new, better art for the merch, but instead reused ugly panels from the comic. Talk about a strange look into her priorities. She doesn't like how the G and H look on a font? She will remake those to fit what she wants. Rachel when the assignment gives her the chance to make specialized, better designs for those same merch? She can't be bothered to even try. WTF!

for the love of god-

I'm assuming and hoping they had the commercial rights to that font LMAOO But it did kind of make me go 🤨 because while I didn't know the font EXACTLY off the top of my head it still felt... weirdly out of place for something like LO? Why are these hoodies being stylized like they're from Austin Powers LOL

On another note tho, the LO merch is just like... disappointing in how bad it is for what's supposed to be WT's #1 series, which is, btw, a series with so much unique stylization that it shouldn't even be this hard to make merch for it! it just feels very "first attempt at redbubble merch", but unlike genuine first attempts at making merch (which is obviously a learning curve that I wouldn't judge anyone for being new to) this is a company that's sunk shitloads of money into LO so I don't know why they can't get better merch made?? so much of it is just the default drawings taken and slapped onto a tote bag or t-shirt, which like, yeah cool fine you're using art that's recognizable and considering the art is already made, it stands to reason that they should use it for more than just the comic. It's just disappointing to see how lazy it often is and how little effort is put into translating it onto a t-shirt/tote bag/etc. like we can't even have ONE exclusive t-shirt with a unique design that isn't just poorly copy pasted from the comic?

Case in point, those t-shirts that Rachel was advertising a while ago that were actually straight up falsely advertised. I can't find the post about it on my Tumblr (I'm pretty sure I talked about it here) so here's the IG story rundown I did on it ages ago:

Again I'd really like to have benefit of the doubt here that Rachel isn't the one making these designs, usually that's not how the merchandising process goes in these types of deals, so I'm not gonna point the finger at her. But it's just so odd to me that it happened in the first place. And this goes for a lot of LO's merch, so much of it feels cheaply made and rushed off a conveyor belt for the point of making money without much expense. Which yeah, that's a business model for sure, the goal is to profit, but like this?

You can't even argue that it's like people criticizing LO the comic because like, as much as I'll justify what I spend my time doing here in my free time, it's true that at the end of the day I don't have to pay for LO, so really the only thing I'm doing is inflicting psychic damage to myself, it's not like my actual money is on the line LMAO That's why I stopped paying for LO ages ago and only do it when I have a specific episode I need to review (such as the midseason hiatus review series I did). At the very least, if I really want to keep reading LO but don't want to pay for it, I can just avoid FastPassing it and read it for free so I can save the coins for other series I'd rather read. The Webtoons' FP system is very fair that way.

But this is merch explicitly made to generate revenue. It is a product, front to back. You can vote with your money by not buying the thing you don't like, absolutely, but the fact that it's this poorly to begin with is just so indicative of Webtoons' business practices and so shitty for the people who genuinely enjoy this comic and are being advertised and sold shoddy merchandise that doesn't even come looking the same way it's advertised. It's really not a good look for Webtoons, Rachel, or LO that this is what they're selling to people.

Especially for what they're charging, good lord-

Like, okay, they're hoodies and they're gonna be expensive to print and ship so the higher overhead cost makes sense, but jesus christ, with the kind of merch Webtoons has already given the stamp of approval on, would it even show up in decent condition? How bright are those colors gonna be? Are they gonna strip off as soon as I throw it in the wash? I'm half-tempted to buy a hoodie for myself just to do a review on it but I can't justify dropping $75 CAD on a hoodie that only has art on the back. Maybe it's just me living in the hellish lands of Canada where we play with toy money that's the problem, but it's just not a gamble I wanna take LOL If I bought one it would probably be the Hecate or Hermes ones because they're the only ones that are at least somewhat legible and have decent character art that isn't a character looking like they need to poop LMAO

(these are literally the two worst drawings they could have chosen of these two i stg lol the only thing that would have made this worse/funnier is if it was Handsome Hades and Persephone Kidnapping a Baby LMAO)

It has me worried about what the LO figures are gonna look like when they release. Are they gonna have some creative liberty with making them chibi-fied (like a Nendoroid?) or are they gonna try and replicate the art style exactly and wind up making literal blow-up sex doll Persephone? 😭

NGL, if the figures are done well enough and don't cost an arm and a leg, I might consider buying one just for the shelf collection, but again, it depends. If Webtoons released a tarot deck with really good panels from LO (like the Tower 4 scene or Persephone sitting on the rooftop with her comb or Eros flying down into the Mortal Realm) I would buy the shit out of that. I would even just take the Major Arcana if 78 cards was too much to ask :'0 I'm not against Webtoons/Rachel trying to profit off LO merch at all, I just wish it was BETTER- (╥﹏╥)

#lore olympus critical #lo critical #anti lore olympus #ask me anything #ama #anon ama #anon ask me anything

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youdrewstarsxaroundmyscars · 1 year

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PRONGSFOOT SMUT DRABBLE

tags ig: making out, mlm, smut, frottage, coming in pants, hickies, biting, thigh riding, um pet names but the good ones (love/sweetheart), james/sirius, marking, possessiveness (it feels both very obvious and very subtle), slight dom/sub but only a little bit i feel, very self indulgent on the foreplay, choking, dialogue heavy i suppose

This was literally purely self indulgent (i'm a whore for this type of shit don't judge me)/a dare from my other half so...enjoy?

also my first time writing anything like this so don't tell me if it sucks i'll cry (lie if you have to)

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It was all just a bit of fun really.

Or, well, that's how it started anyway.

"You ever kiss a bloke James?" Sirius had asked, second beer bottle in hand as he sat back on the sofa, legs spread wide–the picture of nonchalance.

"No I suppose I haven't. Just girls," James had replied, sitting crosslegged on the sofa with his back resting against the opposite arm, also on his second beer.

Sirius wished he knew how to think before speaking. Maybe the combined forces of his years long crush on James and the alcohol induced confidence is the reason he didn't keep his mouth shut.

"Would you like to?"

There was silence.

"Yes."

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It started off innocent enough, Sirius had moved closer to the center of the couch, James doing the same.

"So, what do I do? Do I jus–" James questioned, looking at him with poorly concealed excitement and slight nervousness. Sirius shushes him, smiling reassuringly before leaning in until their lips were a few inches apart.

"Just close your eyes," He whispers, his breath softly fanning James' face. Only once his eyes have fully slipped closed does Sirius carefully close the gap between them, softly pressing their lips together.

It was only a quick press of lips, but Sirius' breath still caught in his throat at the feel of his best mate's lips on his. They pull away, Sirius slowly opening his eyes to meet the slightly blissed out expression on James' face. Seemingly remembering himself, James' eyes flutter open, mouth parted slightly in awe.

"Can I uh-" James licks his lips, dragging Sirius' gaze down to the movement, "Can I do that again?" he breathes, eyes almost slipping closed at the thought.

"Yes please," Sirius replies, breathy. James surges forward to connect their lips again, Sirius catching himself on his hands as the force pushes him back a bit.

James kisses him with vigor, and he finds himself melting into it. A soft moan escapes his throat, encouraging James, who pulls Sirius in by the waist until he was kneeling on the couch, towering above James.

Now with free hands, Sirius brings them up to cup either side of James' face, his glasses pressing into his cheek from the angle. James' arms wrap tighter around his waist as he tilts his head to the left a bit and–

Fuck.

Sirius moans at the change in angle, and James lightly drags his tongue across his bottom lip. Sirius opens up easily and the taste of James floods his every sense.

Their tongues meet and James has to stop himself from letting out a whimper at the sensation. Fuck he wants to devour this man. He brings his hands up to cup Sirius' face before dragging his fingertips lightly down the sides of his throat. Sirius grabs his waist, pulling on the bottom of his shirt, cold hands finding purchase on his warm skin. James shivers at the contrast.

"Can I try something else?" James asks, mouth ghosting over his best mates. Sirius nods once and James lets out a quiet "tsk" in disapproval.

"Words love," Sirius' rolls his eyes as he lets out a soft "yes" in response. James smiles then tilts his head, leaving feather light kisses across his jawline. He grips Sirius' chin in his right hand as he makes his way down the right side of his neck.

Sirius' breath hitches as James reaches a particularly sensitive spot, his eyes falling closed. James grins to himself and closes his mouth around the spot, sucking harshly. He quickly pulls off.

"Fuck-wait-I don't wanna leave a mark you have work tomorrow," James looks at him, concerned.

"I couldn't give less of a shit. Leave as many as you want," a light kiss on James' lips, "please," Sirius moans. James stares, an unreadable expression on his face. Sirius looks at him, brows furrowed.

"What's wr–"

"You're into that aren't you?" James asks, his hand slipping from Sirius' chin to find purchase in his hair. James almost melts at the softness of his long, dark curls. Sirius raises an eyebrow.

"Into what?" James tightens his hand in his hair, pulling just slightly, not missing the way Sirius' breath catches as he tries to maintain eye contact.

"Don't be a brat, you know what I mean." James leans in closer, breath ghosting along Sirius' face, "Being all marked up for everyone to see, showing the world you belong to someone else? You like being owned by someone?" James whispers, giving another light tug to Sirius' hair, who's eyes finally roll back as he whimpers.

"Fuck–I, yes. Yes," Sirius stutters out. James groans, tilting his head back down to the pale boys throat, biting harshly at the junction between his neck and shoulder.

Sirius moans, hands tightening on James' waist, nails digging in to the soft flesh of his sides. James hopes they leave marks.

"Fuck James," James scrapes his teeth across the sensitive area, biting and sucking anywhere his mouth could reach. He felt his blood rush south as his cock twitched in his pants at the sounds Sirius would make every time he bit down. Who knew it felt this good to just give?

Sirius tugs on his hair, making him moan as his grip tightens around Sirius, not wanted to stop.

"James, let me-please" he gasps, tugging on James' hair again. James groans in disappointment as he pulls his mouth away from Sirius' throat.

"James?" James can't pull his eyes away from the absolute mess that is Sirius' throat. Adding the utter debauched look in his best mates' eyes to the rapidly blossoming hickies on his neck, ranging from a light pink to a deep purple (even some with prominent bite marks), he could fucking come right then and there just from looking at him.

"God look at you," James groans, dragging is fingertips over Sirius' throat, pupils blown wide, "i've wanted to decorate this pretty throat of yours for months," Sirius whimpers at his confession, his hand tightening in his hair as he bites his bottom lip to muffle his sounds. James presses his thumb on the edge of his lip, pulling down until Sirius lets go. He surges forward, catching James in another bruising kiss.

James brings his arms tight around Sirius' waist and pulls, dragging Sirius into his lap. Sirius goes willingly, planting his knees on either side of James' thighs. James pulls him closer, gripping tightly by the hips, and the two boys moan loudly as their clothed cocks brush together. Sirius brings his hands up to either side of James' face and pulls away, smirking.

"My turn."

James doesn't get a chance to properly react before Sirius tilts his head and descends upon his throat, returning the favor. Sirius is slow, taking his time making sure every part of James' neck is kissed and bit and sucked. James tilts his head back, letting it rest on the back of the sofa as Sirius continues his assault on the front of his throat. When he reaches a particular spot right above his collarbone James lets out a high pitched whimper, bucking his hips, grip tightening on Sirius who moans in response, sucking harder.

James lets go of Sirius' hips, hopefully covered in finger-shaped bruises, and he rucks up Sirius' shirt just enough for him to get his hands on his bare back. He splays his fingers out as far as they can go, wanting to cover as much of his canvas as possible as he slides his hands up.

He drags his nails down the expanse of Sirius' back as hard as he can. Sirius unlatches from James' neck, throwing his head back as he keens loudly, gripping the back of the sofa hard enough his knuckles turn white, and grinds down hard into James' lap.

"Fuck," James groans, eyes fluttering shut.

He leaves one hand splayed on Sirius' lower back while the other snakes into his hair once more, pulling him down into another kiss of tongue and teeth.

"Oh fuck James," Sirius breathes, hips grinding down to meet James' but hands back on his hips stop him from getting far. Sirius whines in disappointment and James bites his neck in a slight reprimand before moving his lips down to the joint between Sirius' neck and shoulder, sucking harshly. James drags his teeth up the side of his neck, grazing his earlobe just so.

"Say my name again," James whispers, breath tickling Sirius' ear.

"Beg," Sirius grunts in response, grinding down. James stops any and all movement, chuckling harshly.

"You're in no position to make demands sweetheart," He mocks, holding Sirius' hips off his lap.

Sirius groans desperately, rocking his hips but James is holding him an inch or so above his lap. Sirius' eyes roll back at knowing James is strong enough to hold him up without effort. His mind wanders to what other manhandling he could do. Sirius is broken out of his thoughts by another harsh bite on his shoulder.

"James," he moans loudly. James drops him back into his lap, guiding Sirius' hips to grind ever so slowly against his own, "James,"

"Good job sweetheart," James moans bringing their lips together. Sirius licks at his bottom lip and James opens up eagerly.

"James," Sirius chokes as James thrusts up particularly hard.

"Tell me," James whispers, dragging his lips across the shell of Sirius' ear, "tell me what you want,"

"I want," Sirius breathes, eyes fluttering as James trails his lips down the expanse of his neck, leaving a feather light kiss on a rather large hickey on the middle of his throat, "oh god,"

"Mm try again love," James teases, pulling him closer so they're chest to chest. He could feel Sirius' heart beating erratically. No doubt his own would feel the same.

Sirius untangled his hands from James' hair bringing them up to rest on James' cheeks. He leaned down resting his forehead on James', their breaths intertwining between them.

He grinds down into James' lap uttering a quiet "please" but James quickly moves his hands to Sirius' hips, stopping him.

"What did I say?"

"I wanna ride you," Sirius pleads, desperately attempting to rock his hips again, but James' grip held strong. Fuck, they're definitely exploring that later, Sirius thinks.

"My cock or my thigh love," James questions, tilting his head up to capture Sirius' lips in a short kiss. Sirius groans.

"Oh god. Thigh," Sirius gasps, stealing another kiss, "please, I don't think I could make it to your cock,"

"Good boy," Sirius shudders at the praise. James groans, shifting Sirius so he was straddling one thigh, his knee resting against James cock. His eyes nearly roll back as he moans at the pressure.

"You like that sweetheart? Like being called my good boy?" Sirius moans loudly, burying his face into James' neck, arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders as he moves his hips.

"Fuck that's it love," James groans, dragging out his words between breaths as Sirius' knee ruts against his cock, "Wanna see you get off on my thigh."

Sirius throws his head back, eyes fluttering shut at the sensations filling his body. James hands grip his thighs, throwing his own head back as he gets closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh god-fuck-please!" Sirius cries out, grinding faster and faster. James brings one if his hands up to hold Sirius' throat, not squeezing, just resting there. Sirius stutters in his movement, whining as he moves his hand onto James' resting on his throat.

"Please," Sirius moans, squeezing James' hang on his throat. James groans at the sight.

"Say my name," James grunts. Sirius' squeezes tighter on the hand holding his throat but James remains still.

"James please," he begs, "James, James, Ja-" He stutters out a moan as his mouth drops open, James hand tightening on his throat. The pressure on his already thoroughly bruised neck makes him whimper. He grinds down with renewed fervor, thighs shaking as he gets closer to coming undone.

"C'mon love, be a good boy and come for me," James says, thrusting upwards into the delicious friction Sirius' knee provides.

Two thrusts later and Sirius comes with a long moan, eyes rolling back as his vision whites out. James lets go of his throat and holds onto his hips, working him through the aftershocks.

"Fuck sweetheart what a sight you are," James groans, pressing a quick kiss to Sirius' forehead, "that's gotta be one of the hottest things I've ever witnessed," he rubs a comforting hand up and down Sirius' thigh. Sirius laughs lightly before noticing the still hard cock straining against his knee.

"You're still hard," He notes.

He reached down, pressing his palm against James' dick, but keeps it still. James hisses through his teeth.

"Fuck, Sirius I'm so fucking close," James stutters out, head thrown back against the sofa. Sirius hums, turning his head to kiss along James' neck as he starts slowly dragging his palm across his cock. Sirius can feel how big he is even without the added fabric and the thought of that inside him makes his cock give a pathetic twitch. He moves his palm faster.

"C'mon baby, now it's your turn to come for me," Sirius whispers in his ear before pulling him down into a harsh kiss. James thrusts into his palm a few more times before he's breaking the kiss with a groan, hips stuttering as he comes. Sirius continues to palm him softly, working him through the aftershocks as James comes down from his high.

"Fuck."

"Agreed."

James laughs, bringing an arm around Sirius' back as he kisses him lightly. Sirius sighs into the kiss, wrapping his arms back around James' neck.

"For an amateur you sure knew what you were doing," Sirius says playfully. James chuckles lightly.

"I said I'd never kissed a bloke, not that I didn't know what I was doing," he retorts.

"Evidently," Sirius smiles. He goes to shift and then grimaces. "Think we need a shower after that I reckon," James smirks up at him, quirking a brow.

"Round two?"

They rush to the bathroom.

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hey-kae · 2 years

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Anything where Charles wins his first world title would also be great. After winning, the reader constantly indulges."Charles, I'm the one who should pamper you.""You've been so supportive of me through this process, mon amor. I have to thank you." Maybe you can write that .

Mon Champion

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x reader

Warnings: sexual implications, alcohol, poorly proofread.

a/n: I’m gonna be honest, idk how i did on this one cause i didn’t have much ideas since to me, pampering someone is mostly small gestures that u know they’d appreciate? but idk, i’ll let u be the judge ig. Plus, i didn’t know if the request was for smut or fluff so i kept it fluffy (if you want a smut part of it tell me)

There was one thing you were sure of, the last 20 minutes would most definitely go down as the most stressful of your life and unfortunately, your nails were taking the blow as your eyes remained glued onto the screen in Charles' pit box, slightly burning at the lack of blinking they were being forced to endure.

Arthur who was beside you, just as focused on the screen, tapped on your hand, reminding you for the third time to stop biting your nails.

You knew the last race of the season would be stressful when you boyfriend was a championship contender, especially since he needed that last win to secure his first title, but you had underestimated just how much nerves it would put you through.

Charles was more than able to win, everyone knew that and you weren't doubting it but everyone also knew how big of a role luck played in racing and Charles didn't exactly have the best of lucks in the world so you remained in your tense state until the very end.

Only when your champagne soaked and widely smiling boyfriend ran up to you were you able to relax and exhale in relief and pride. After setting down the big trophy on the ground, Charles' arms immediately wrapped around you, picking you up and twirling you around as his whole body buzzed from the happiness and pure joy he was feeling.

"Je suis si fière de toi, bébé!" I’m so proud of you, baby. You found yourself squealing into his ear as you held onto his neck and heard his soft chuckles.

"Tu as joué un immense rôle dans ce succès, ton support m'a donné la force pour que j'arrive à réaliser tout cela, mon ange." You played a huge role in this success, your support gave me the strength to realize all this. He set you down and spoke right to you, your face cupped in his hands as he spoke with a breath stopping glimmer in his eyes, one that showed it so well that he had just realized his childhood and lifelong dream.

For once, neither of you cared that people were watching the exchange between the world champion and his girlfriend. The moment meant too much to have it be restricted by social settings.

"You deserve this title so much." You gushed and mindlessly kissed him, feeling the smile against your lips. Charles found himself at a loss of words as he felt everything fall into place.

All was perfect in that moment.

"I love you." He pulled back and said before getting interrupted by yet another congratulator. You happily pulled away and let him receive the highly deserved congratulations that came his way.

Once the on-circuit celebration with Charles' team, friends and family rolled up and Charles was free to go for the next few months, you walked him to where the rental car was parked, you hand in his as his other one carried the trophy protectively.

"Hand over the keys." You stopped him from getting in the driver's seat once the two of you were stood in front of the car.

Charles frowned since he almost always drove the two of you around, "I can drive."

"Tu viens de gagner le championnat, bébé!” You just won the championship, baby! “I'm trying to spoil you."

"By driving the 10 minutes to the hotel?" He chuckled, clearly amused by the situation.

"I mean, it's one of the things i plan to do." You implied, kissing him on the cheek while your hand slipped into the pocket of his jeans, successfully retrieving the keys.

Charles smiled at you while you unlocked the car and ushered for him to get in from the other side while you slipped into the driver's seat.

Charles sat beside you as you drove and as usual, freaked out about the dumbest of things while he steadied the trophy against his chest. It gave you a good laugh, watching him like that as you sped down the highway, the damp Abu Dhabi air blowing in your hair through the rolled down windows.

Soon enough, you felt Charles' hand on your thigh and you couldn't help but to grin. You grabbed his hand in one of yours and brought it up to your lips for a quick kiss.

"God, i'm so happy for you." You said with the same wide smile, your heart almost bursting for him.

"Et je suis si ravi de partager tout ça avec toi." And i’m glad to share this with you. He smiled back, squeezing your hand in his to emphasize his words. He was over the moon about the fact that he gets to make his dreams come true with the love of his life by his side, sharing his happiness and giving him all the support he needs and more.

"I feel so grateful, for you, for my mom and brothers, for this." He gestured to the shiny trophy, "Ça se sent un peu surréel franchement." It feels a bit surreal honestly. He chuckled as you pulled up in the hotel's parking and shut the car off before turning in your seat to face him.

"It is real and you deserve this so, so much, Charles." You kissed him, your hand gently placed against his cheek as you moved your lips slowly against his, just giving the both of you time to truly appreciate these moments, "Et je t'aime infiniment, mon champion." And i love you endlessly, my champion.

He started giggling against your lips at that, the new nickname almost giving him goosebumps.

When the two of you were finally in the privacy of your hotel room, you put away your bag as Charles situated the trophy on a high dresser in the bedroom while you watched him with a smile. He was behaving like a child who just got a new toy that quickly became a favorite and you were loving every second of it.

"What?" He asked when he noticed the way you were watching.

"Nothing." You smiled.

"You're tired?" He asked while he crossed the room towards where you were stood.

"Oh, don't worry about me! You're the one who just won a championship, baby."

Charles wrapped his arms around your shoulders and brought you in for a hug, "Please," he huffed, "I know it well that i exhausted you with me these last few months."

"Oh, shut up. I'm happy i get to share this with you, through thick and thin, stress and victories."

Charles' heart swelled at your words. His frequent smiles were now out of his control.

"I know i told you already but i am so grateful for you." He kissed the top of your head and tugged you closer to him, swaying the both of you from side to side, making you chuckle until both you and him eventually burst out laughing, just high off each other and the way life seemed to be going.

"Afterparty?" You asked a few minutes later, now cuddled into Charles on the bed.

"Yeah. I couldn't really say no." He assumed you were too tired to go.

"Oh, yeah. We're definitely celebrating tonight." You sat up quickly, suddenly having gained all your energy, "C'mon, we need a shower."

Charles, too comfortable in his current position, groaned and tried to get you to lay down again but you were refusing.

"Fine, but i'm taking care of you." He said.

"No. I'm taking care of you, mom champion." You grabbed his hands and dragged him off the bed.

In the shower, as you lathered shampoo through his hair, he argued that he should be washing your hair because he was taller.

Then, in the club when you bought him a round of shots, he tried to pay you back for them for the next hour, only to end up buying you a drink himself so you bought him a bottle of champagne that Daniel and Pierre took pleasure soaking him in before splashing you in the alcoholic drink as well when you stepped closer to kiss Charles, the button down now stuck to his abs giving you thoughts that were equally as filthy as the ones running in your boyfriend's mind as he watched the champagne trickle down the skin of your chest. Therefore, the two of you took off around 2AM, eager to get back to your hotel room, what lead to Charles refusing to let you drive this time.

The morning after, you woke up first and found Charles still in deep slumber, half covered with the sheets, leaving his back on full display as he slept on his stomach.

Slowly and quietly, you slipped out of bed, making sure not to wake him up so he can rest well.

You had a slight headache from the party last night so you took some painkillers and placed two on the nightstand by the bed for Charles when he wakes up.

The two of you would be flying out in a few hours and the entirety of the hotel suite was still littered with your stuff.

Deciding that Charles was probably still too tired to pack, you did that for the both of you, making sure to leave him a clean set of clothes along with his deodorant and cologne.

Half an hour later, the two suitcases and carry ons were neatly packed and stacked by the door, ready to go.

Then, you checked for Charles' phone to see if he remembered to charge it overnight but found it close to dying so you plugged if in for him and silenced the alarm he had on, figuring it'd be better if you woke him up gently instead.

Remembering the events of last night and smelling the champagne in your hair made you rush into the shower after that, briefly washing you hair and body before getting dressed in a comfortable outfit for the day.

Following that, you closed the bedroom door so you wouldn't wake him up as you called room service and ordered a few things that Charles loved, dismissing his usual nutrition plan for once since the season was over and you knew he'd take a break from it for a while and asking to directly pay for that instead of later at check out.

Additionally, you asked if they could write out "Congratulations" with syrup on a plate or on the pancakes and they told you it was no issue.

When the food finally arrived, you were happy to see that it was organized on a big tray. You lifted it and went to wake Charles up with a cliché breakfast in bed.

You placed the tray down on a desk in the room and climbed back in next to your sleeping boyfriend, immediately hugging him.

"Bébé..." you kissed his shoulder and felt him shifting a bit, "Charles, je crois que tu dois te réveiller." Charles, i think you should wake up.

A small smile appeared on your face as you watched him turn to face you, still mostly asleep but groaning and pouting in annoyance while he rubbed his closed eyes.

"Cinq minutes." Five minutes. He mumbled and hugged you to his chest, hiding his face in your neck.

"I know you need more sleep but it's already almost noon."

He pulled back and peaked one eye open to look at you, looking at you in disbelief of the time.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" He grumbled as he blinked both eyes open before quickly squinting at the bright light filling the room.

"I wanted you to rest." You shrugged and smiled, getting out of bed to get the food.

Charles looked up to see what you were doing, only to be shocked at how tidy the room was and at the fact that you had a full tray of food coming his way.

"Attends, il y a combien de temps que tu es réveillée?" Wait, how much time has it been since you woke up? He sat up, bringing the sheets up with him as he realized he was still undressed while you had a full outfit on.

"Doesn't matter. You get breakfast in bed today!" You smiled and placed the tray of food on his lap.

Charles scanned the food, smiling adorably as he read the "congratulations" written in chocolate drizzle before looking up at you, now sat facing him on the bed, with a completely enamored look on his face.

"What's all this?" He asked.

"Just a reminder that you're champion of the world." You grinned, leaning closer to him until you were face to face, "But i got the privilege of having you as my own champion before the rest of the world did."

And with that you pressed your lips against his, kissing him briefly and closing the chapter of his first world championship before the two of you dug into the food.

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hadakzu · 4 months

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Hawks x reader comfort (for parentification)

I don't know how to summarize this, I'm just exposing myself here lmaooo.

Giving a big warm hug to anyone who has had to deal with anything like this!❤️🫂❤️🫂 You're amazing and I hope you're doing okay!💖💕

Otherwise gn, but the reader is called a mom/ second mother of the family.

Content warnings:

parentification, looking after younger siblings, neglect and emotional abuse, mention of being beaten (keigos past), bit of suicidal talk, fighting between parents (mostly just verbal, but ig could be read as more), mommy daddy issues, slightly hinting of substance use (but it's not focused on), small talk of moving a lot, fear of others safety (?), feeling of being alone, Keigo's parents saying he'd better off.

(Please let me know if I missed anything, I try to add if I notice more)

"It's just... not fair. I was a child too.. so why did it feel like I was the only reasonable adult in there.."

You had your arms wrapped to his sides, using his chest as a pillow as you vented about your day. Having your mother visit brought back various of emotions and thoughts. Still feeling fresh like a unhealed cut. Trying to heal from it was still hard. Accepting the truth making you just feel like an ungrateful brat, because it wasn't really that bad, even though it definitely felt like it.. What right did you have to feel this hurt? It could've been far worse..

Thank god you had Hawks here by your side. His hand on the back of your head, feeling your hair, softly playing with it as he listened to your chain of thoughts. Letting you talk, while reassuring you weren't being unreasonable to feel like this at all. Listening you speak and explain it all, made him also feel upset and sad for you and your younger self past. Absent with the carefree joy you should have had. He could relate to that feeling, even if he couldn't totally understand your path. Growing up too fast was something he could totally understand, it wasn't easy or fun. It quite honestly sucked.

"It's like they act like It's normal, to have been called a mom by my younger sibling.. Like it's fun or normal how they joke about it so lightly, saying I have always just been the more responsible and caring one... the second mother of the family... Saying it came naturally, when really I had no choice but to become like one. Everytime I visit or see them, there's not a single time she wouldn't call me that, like it's supposed to be a compliment. When really it just reminds me of the pain.. reminding I'm supposed to hide myself and be more independent "

He could hear the underlying anger in your voice, even though you talked about it remotely calm, it was clear you felt hurt by it all. Feeling like you had been left to carry all the burden of your family, trying to keep it together so it wouldn't fall. Afraid of what would happen if you weren't strong enough. Fighting alone for so long, while trying to ensure your siblings would feel more loved, to make sure they had someone with free of judge. Experience unconditional love from your part.

Hawks didn't have any siblings of his own, it had always been just him alone, so it felt a bit foreign for him, hearing about a family as large as yours. It was new, house full of kids in many ages. But he was curious of what it was like, trying to imagine how it would feel to have a younger sibling.. or an older one too. Trying to understand how different life would look like from your point of view. Hearing you describe growing up with younger siblings in dysfunctional family, how it had been both a curse and a blessing at the same time, the coin always has two sides afterall.

At least you didn't have to deal with the bullshit completely alone, even though it had been mostly you caring for them all. Surrounded by many, it was chaos as it own, not to mention everything else that came along..

Remembering the time before it all started, or before you had understood something was wrong.. When you were somewhat free of that load.. But had life really been easier before stepping into that boat? Trying to keep it afloat while surrounded by waves of a storm.

Not being taken seriously when you had felt hurt, having someone laugh while tears fell down your shirt, people getting angry when you were trying your best. Crying under the covers, hiding from the world, wishing you had never ever been, you weren't meant to live in here. Praying for god, could you to be taken away from this place. Not because it'd be easier for you, but because you didn't want to be a burden, a disappointment.. Feeling as they would have been better off, if you weren't there to just make mistakes a lot... You were just a kid, how could you have known any better, if they never taught you how? Just expected to figure it out in your own little head, struggling with the quilt of even being here.

Seeing your younger siblings grow up, you didn't want them to go down the same path, they deserved more than that. So you stepped up, not trusting your parents wouldn't also mess them up.

Who would have thought being useful for your parents, especially to your mother, would make it easier to deal with that quilt. Suddenly being praised for being so mature of your age, always helping around, it felt good to be needed, to be noticed, praised. Maybe you had finally earned their love, being seen as human with a voice and real thoughts, one of the wise ones. You weren't being a trouble anymore, hiding your struggles, hiding your pain. You just wished you wouldn't feel anymore hurt by pushing those away. You were now the therapist, the peacemaker of the family. It couldn't be the other way around, surely helping them out was your job.

He rubbed your back, thinking how much burden you must have had, how hard it must have felt. How hurt you must have been, so that pushing your needs away felt easier than bringing them to the surface for someone else to see, for someone to hear. Unable to deal with the feeling of not being taken seriously.

He too, had learned to mirror his value on what he could offer for others. Being called names, the words of being better off not only in his head, when he was being just a kid, born in a family not understanding or capable of meeting his needs. It had been tough, carefully tip toying around avoiding for getting beaten up, by the man supposed to be his dad.. Trying to see life beyond those doors, Keigo could barely play around. Having to sit quietly, lucky if he got to watch the heroes on the screen.

After he and his mother ended up on the streets, his wings were only thing noticed about him. What he could do, what they could be used. Kid trying to take care for them both, trying to stay strong. Do the best he could from what he knew, having to put on these adult shoes.

Being taken in by the commision, it was all about creating Hawks, forgetting Keigo to be completely gone. It was always all about saving others, the burden of being good enough for others, being worthy of living this life, doing it for someone else, proving his worth for himself.

He could understand his own way, also being parentified kid himself. Not neccesarily your exact experience itself, your pasts were very different in many ways, but the feelings from it were close ones, something he had felt. Even if you two had come to feel it from different ends. Both of you had had to figure out lot of things by yourselves, do things not appropriate for your age. Trying to learn how to take time for your own mental health, to not break down under all the stress.

It was hard, to be constantly on the run, always aware of things, ready to instantly swoop in. It was exhausting, losing yourself for others, being the one keeping them on the surface. While your own boat was slowly sinking down. Feeling the tension in your chest tightening from all the pressure of being under the cold sea. Trying to catch a breathe, while being pushed further down by the waves merciless.

Do this, do that, help with this and that.

"You are right, it's not fair. No kid should have to go through that, to feel that kind of burden in their back. You deserved to be a child too."

His voice sounded sad, thinking of younger you.. and thinking bit of Keigo too. He hadn't had the chance to fully take a seat and process what a roller coaster of a life he had had. He knew it wasn't exactly right what he had had to go through, but always tried to focus on the good. Although guilt was something that was whispering in the back of his head... Leaving his mother.. feeling he failed.. Even when he had been young, even when he really didn't have a choice. He still felt like he failed to save her, leaving only family he had left.. He wished he could have done more, part of him missed her, yearning to know her.

He was the son, but he still felt somewhat quilty for the kind of life she had had, thinking if he could have done more than that.

His mind wandering little to his childhood as you told your story, you made him think a lot more of his own origin... or more like he started to feel more for his younger self too. He had thought about it a lot, but he felt somehow distant from his own past.. from that small Keigo he had once been.

Listening your story, thinking how fucked up it was for a child to deal with these things. It finally clicking in his head how bad it had actually been, how badly it could affect persons mental health. How it still affected him.

He saw your past still haunting your mind too.

"I- I just feel bad... for feeling this hurt knowing it wasn't easy for her either.. She needed someone to help around, she couldn't have done it alone.. it shouldn't be her that I'm even mad at. ..even if she wasn't always the best either.."

He kissed the top of your head, caressing your back while listening your words. Taking in what you needed to say, letting out the frustration you had felt. Noticing from your words, how you were carrying somewhat similar quilt for himself, about something out of your control, something that wasn't your fault. Feeling defensive for her behalf, even at times you shouldn't have had. He had to say something about that, making sure you wouldn't blame it all on yourself, validating your feelings of being hurt.

"You have every right to feel this hurt, don't blame it on yourself. Her actions are her own responsibility, not yours. No matter how hard it is, parents shouldn't neglect their childs emotional needs. It's not the child's job to be the one relied on either, it should always be the parents job. ..and even if you can understand why it happened.. it doesn't make it any more right."

You knew he was right, you really did, but it still felt like you were betraying her by admitting to something like that... sure you had known how your younger siblings had been neglected in ways, not been understood and blamed for being just kids.. Growing up in unstable home, of course they would act out. But to say that about yourself.. made you just feel uncomfortable, thinking you got the easy part in all that, still feeling little defensive for her behalf.

"..yeah, I know.."

You agreed for sure, but still sounding little hesitant of your words. You couldn't shake the feeling of sympahty for her, she wasn't perfect, neither were you.. you could have also done more.. Even though you felt angry for her about many things too, it wasn't as simple.

"It's not her that I'm really even that mad at though... o-or well about some things yes... but it wouldn't have been that bad if he would have taken some of that load of her back..! You know... do the things parent is supposed to do. It should be obvious, not something a child should have to point out... "

He could hear the frustration in your voice grow, this was clearly something you felt resentment about. One of the few topics that actually got you heated up, even to the point of feeling actual anger, and he understood completely. You had told him bits about it here and there, like when you had felt frustrated to visit your family again, only to have your father to ditch you his chores like you usual. How almost your whole childhood you had had to fill in his role, having a father not participating much, avoiding his tasks as a dad, leaving it to you and your mother to handle.

Why should have he had to worry about a thing? You were better at watching after them anyways, he was already tired enough, having fun out there. What a burden to have to sleep after that all day. It just wasn't fair.

"I was nine, when I started to look after my little brother... Trying to sooth him down when he cried.. Sometimes waking up at nights for that, wanting my mom to sleep more for a change too. I was the one mostly taking care of him when my mother wasn't around.. I don't understand how he could just ignore a baby's crying? Too 'busy' of doing something else, never actually helping out, but still having time to complain about insignificant things, being a petty child himself."

You could remember the countless days arguing with your father about basic things, laughing out of frustration with how absurd it had felt. Having to parent a grown ass man, defending your mother with the last of energy you had.

Trying to bring some kind of sense into this chaos, not letting the bullshit of your parents just slip out. Why should a kid have to understand how to behave, if the adults in this house never learned to do it either? Why should the kids be held more accountable about small things, if the parents couldn't admit their mistakes or apologizes themselves either.

Watching your siblings grow while new ones were born. Feeling the anxiety in your chest grow, you loved your siblings a lot, but sometimes it felt more of a burden than not.

"It... hurt. Watching it just get worse over the years, protecting them from all the mean words.. Having to lecture my own parents how to behave, how to care, what not to say to a little kid. The amount of times I would have to step up, be the more grown up.."

You sounded somewhat hesitant to talk about it, realizing just how absurd it sounded when saying it out loud. You were so used to it being the norm, forgetting just how messed up it had been at times.

"I knew it wasn't right.. I mean the way they raised us most of the time.. I read many articles of it to make sure I wasn't just imagining it myself, being overly dramatic like they had said. Trying to learn how to parent my siblings myself instead.. While trying to teach my parents to be more consider of their emotional state."

He felt sad for you and your younger siblings too, hearing you tell stories of moments where you guys weren't treated right.

Having been child who had had to listen all sorts of things coming from his parents mouth, it hurt to imagine others having to experience something similar in that regard. Knowing words would be something that would last, but glad at least someone had their back. Even though it was unfair, you shouldn't have had to be the first one they would turn. Still he couldn't help but admire your strenght, how you would go beyond your way to ensure your siblings felt more cared and safe. Go between fights, listen to their thoughts, taking into consiridation that they were still young and small. Knowing they couldn't understand everything, but explaining them about things more calm. Not yelling at them if they didn't know any better, but definitely having a long talk with the one that did.

Even though he admired that about you a lot, it still pained him to know you even had to think or worry about things like that. You shouldn't have had to carry that heavy of a bag with you, it was never meant for you, yet it was forced on you. He made a mental note to you make sure you wouldn't have to go through something like that again, to hold your struggles inside, to carry the world on your back. alone. When he and his wings were right here, ready to lift some of that heaviness off your chest.

"There um.. was time my parents were fighting a lot.. there uh- was lot going on in general.. My dad did some questionable things.. I knew way too many things about their relationship, involved in stuff I shouldn't have had... Back then I also often had to watch after my siblings whole days and sometimes even at nights.. making sure they ate, trying to comfort them when they were feeling unsure and scared.. They were such a anxious kids, like we all were living in unstable home like that. Having to move around a lot, never knowing when another big fight would unfold.. I always read them a good night stories when I could, trying to make the time between just as kids more fun. Hugging them at night when being asked when would they be back... Not knowing the answer for that, while wondering the same in my head. Reassuring them it would be okay, patiently singing to them until they would fall asleep.. Then later crying myself too.. They just deserved so much more, I wish I could have given more.."

That sounded exhausting and sad, having to take care of them that long while having no idea when your parents would be back. Having to be the rock they could lean on, trying to be stable for them when your parents couldn't. What also spoke volume of your parents effect on you guys, was when you told him despite it being hard, it was much more peacfull when they weren't around. Seeing how your siblings were also smiling more, not having to be yelled at crying too long. It just broke your heart, thinking why it couldn't be like that even when they were there too. How hard could it be to be a decent for your own young kids.

Your heart wasn't only one to break, when he heard you speak how hard it had been for them, but never totally focusing on how you had felt. Like it was automatic reaction you did, to shift the spotline of your pain on someone who had gone through 'worse.'

It didn't go unnoticed by him.

You also told him how you checked up on your mom, feeling uneasy of not knowing what was happening between them. You were too used to being on top of everything, listening to every word, trying to create clear picture of things. You know.. just in case it started to sound like you should have to hop in between, often hoping he would honestly just leave.. Feeling he brought more hurt than good, seeing his face and just wanting to scream at it loud.

Hawks knew how tiring it could be, to try to analyze every little thing, to make sure you didn't miss anything. To be hyper aware of everything, because well.. it was his job sure, but also something he had learned from a very young, living in a shithole of a home.

Thinking himself how you being responsible of so many, must have felt the world would be ending if you couldn't keep doing what was expected of you. Being under pressure at all times, having your mind run miles. How old had you been again..? Nine when the parentification had slowly started... not that it had been too great before that either, and going on pretty much until you had eventually had to move out?

Who had been taking care of you?

Ask you, how you were too?

On top of that you had to also deal with school, trying live life outside home too. It was hard, worried you'd be needed when you werent around.. Anxiety of being unaware, hoping your siblings knew they were still cared. Actually having to skip school over that fear too, fearing of leaving them there alone. Also staying home when offering to help your parents with something that again, shouldn't have been your job.. but why would they refuse, you were being helpful.

Still often feeling like you should have done more, done better job at protecting them from all the internal war. Was there something you had missed..? Thinking if you could have done something more early on... what if this was somehow your fault..?

"..did you, have anyone to look after you? To.. check up on how you were feeling.. how you were holding up in the middle of all that? Supporting you through the storms too?"

He was quite sure he already knew the answer for that, the way he had seen you act, he wished it didn't have to be like that. Having this idea in your head, that you were supposed to handle it all by yourself, having had hard time to lean on him first too, open up when you had felt doomed. From the sounds of your words and knowing more of your past, it sounded like you had been alone carrying everyone else, while suffering in silence all by yourself. It pained him to hear, but your silence to his question only confirmed it. You didn't want to say it out loud. Admit of feeling so alone and lost, having to navigate through everything without help. While still trying to comfort and convince yourself with the thought, that it wasn't really that bad, that it could have been far worse.

"Well I'm here now. I'm sorry you had to go through all that, it never should have been your responsibility to take care of them.. You were just kid trying to survive and keep peace in the house, that takes a lot.. It's a lot for anyone but especially a child. You did incredible considering what tools you got. It wasn't your fault or up to you to fix that, but I know for sure your siblings are grateful for you just having been there, you're so sweet and thoughtful. I see the love and care whenever you talk about them, and I know they can feel it as well. I kinda wish I had someone like you when I grew up, just having someone to lean on can do a lot."

His words and sweet gestures honestly meant a lot, the words about your siblings hitting pretty hard, assuring you that you had done more than enough. That all your work wasn't unseen, it had made bigger impact that you'd let yourself believe.

He held you in his arms, covering your form under his soft feathers, feeling more protective of you after all he had heard, keeping you safe in his embrace. Knowing this wasn't even half of the story, just a scratch on the surface you had shown. Trusting him enough to share part of your path, wanting him to see all your different sides, even if it was uncomfortable at first.

"I hope now I can be someone you can lean on too, you shouldn't have to go through everything alone.. You deserve to be taken care of too, you don't have to suffer alone anymore. It's okay to admit being hurt. You don't always have to act strong, even though I know you're are, but you don't have to be that all of the time. I'm here now. I got your back like I know you got mine, no more of that one sided caring, alright? It should always go both ways with the people you're close. I want to be someone close to you, and with your thoughts and feelings too. Those deserve to be heard also."

Moment of silence as you let those words sink in, his embrace tightening to feel you more close, to emphasize his words. Letting you know it was okay to express your feelings too, he would never just dismiss them like some others had. Showing you, you weren't left alone. Not when he was around.

"And he, honestly sounds like an ass.. he should have done more than that, he was a parent too, an adult. I don't know everything he has done, but I can still say it was unfair and unjustified the things he did and the things he didn't do. I'm sorry he put you through that. You deserved better than that."

When he called him an ass, it was so sudden you couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. It came out of nowhere, but it honestly felt good to have someone say that too, oddly satisfying of seeing someone call him out on his crap too, not just brushing it off. Showing how he was pissed off for your behalf, maybe it was okay for you to feel like that as well.. To still be angry for things, that before this, had gone unheard for years.

Caressing your face as he looked at you fondly, with mix of sadness and admiration in his eyes. He felt honored to feel this close to you, to be let on something this huge. Thats how it definetely felt at least, and you were tired of pretending like it didn't. It had been hard and it still hurt a lot.

You got the feeling he understood some aspects of it himself, knowing how you felt. Propably being parentified kid himself.. thats how you felt at least, you could sense it in him, like you were wearing his sensitive wings instead.

You were right of course, keeping you close while thinking your past. Maybe someday he would open about his too, knowing you would care and not judge him, hoping you had some of that unconditional love left for him too.. for Keigo. He sure as hell had that for you, it only growing every day spend with you.

He would be here for you.

"Thank you Hawks. That honestly means a lot.. I'm.. glad you are here."

A smile appeared on his face. Gently bringing a finger under your chin, slowly raising your head so your eyes met his, cherising your beautifull face. Making sure you felt seen. He could still sense the lingering uncertainity on your face, after bringing all this to the surface, from the cold sea.

He leaned in to a soft kiss, making sure you felt nothing but warm and cared. Simmering down those huge waves, feeling more calm and safe. You didn't have to sail through the storms alone, now he would help you navigate through them with you, like the boat was his own.

Afterall you two were sailing in it together from now on.

"I'm glad I'm here too"

(I don't know if this turned out exactly the way I wanted but it's okayy🙏 I'll probably write another one with this topic but bit differently at some point)

#hawks x reader #I don't know what this is but if someone asks this is not me~#hawks x reader comfort #keigo takami x reader #keigo x reader #parentification #parentified child #keigo takami x reader comfort #hawks #keigo tamaki #mha hawks comfort #parentified #aaaaa this is just me processing stuff but I'm okay and this is just some worst stuff added together it's much better now lmao

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stinger-shot · 6 months

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🧡TFP Ratchet SFW alphabet🧡

TFP Ratchet SFW alphabet.(This is my first time doing this, don't judge)

A = Affection (How affectionate they are)

- Ratchet doesn't really show affection alot, the only things you'll get in public are a small peck on the cheek or a normal kiss. (Maybe even a small nuzzle?)

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?)

- Ratchet would be less grumpy with you and a little bit more open, not alot just a little..

C = Cuddles

- After a loooong and stressful day, expect some Cuddles, which is alot... even if he doesn't cuddle after a long day you'll still get some in berth.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

- Well if Cybertronians needed to eat, he'd be Gordon Ramsey, so your getting 5 star meals every night babyyyyy~

- Ratchets a clean freak, even though his work space can get messy he always needs to clean it up afterwards.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

- If you broke up with him first, he'd respect your wishes and wish you luck and give you a hug even though he would be upset.

- If he broke up with you first.. let's just say, he ain't talkn after-

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment?)

- Terrified but up for it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

- Oh he's very gentle, he wouldn't hurt you in the slightest, even emotionally he tries his best not to hurt your feelings. Even if he is grumpy-

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it?)

- He likes especially after a stressful moment or day.

- He likes them often unless it interrupts his work.

I = I love you (How do they say I love you?)

- "I love you y/n... you've made me the happiest mech in the world."

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get?)

- Oh he gets very jealous-

- If he does get jealous he just scoffs alot and holds his tounge and goes into a mood about it.

K = Kisses

- If your upset he'll give you a few pecks and maybe some butterfly kisses.

- If its just a normal kiss, just a nice passionate kiss on the lips.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

- It depends, if the kids being a brat he'll ignore them.

- but if the kids a sweetheart he'll maybe have a conversation.

M = Morning- SLEEPY CUDDLES!!!

N = Night

- He reads books before sleeping, makes him feel tired enough to go sleep.

- SLEEPY CUDDLES!!!

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves?)

- He's not open about himself, unless he's very very VERY upset about somthing.

- Or that one time he did dru- I MEAN- synth-N

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

- I think you know

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?)

- He remembers everything but does slip up once and a while.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

- First kiss or the first time he saw you.

S = Security (How protective are they?)

- He's very protective of you, but not that protective.

- Like if you got a paper cut he'd just shrug and walk away. (Not in a rude way tho)

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

- A TON OF EFFORT

- Remember he cook like Gordon Ramsey *wink wink*

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

- His grumpiness.

- Feel free to glare at him everytime he scoffs!!

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

- He doesn't care really, he's old, he doesn't care about that stuff anymore.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

- Yeah, pretty mutch..

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

- He's tried pepto bismol once.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

- honestly I don't know

- if your annoying ig? Just try not piss him off-

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

- He has a whole routine..

- he goes for a shower, reads a book, gets cuddley with you, then he's asleep.

- He snores and sleep talks in his sleep somtimes, so yea-

(This was my first time at this so yea! Hope you enjoyed!)

#transformers #tfp #tfp ratchet #transformers x reader #transformers fluff

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wielderofthechainsaw · 2 months

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IM GONNA GO ON A RAMBLE ABOUT BARNABY BECAUSE I FUCUCUCIDUUDIDUD ARE UP IR LOVE GIM

IM BEING SO FR BARNABY IS THE BEST BBU CHARACTER AND I HAVE VALID REASONING

HE HAS A CASTLE/MANOR LIKE BUDDYS RICH AF FOR THAT HE GOT FUCKING CUSTOM COFFIN WINDOWS AND EVERYTHING HUBBA HUBBA 😍(BIG J I DONT SIMP FOR HIM)

HE GOES BY ALL PRONOUNS LIKE A BADDIE LIKE HES A OARTY PLANNER HE DOESNT HAVE TIME FOR PRONOUNS YOU WOKE BASTARDS

AUTISTIC KING😝😝😝

HIS LAUGH IS MADE OF SILLY LITTLE OWL HOOTS ITS SO CUTE

HE WEARS PINK. AND I MEAN A BEAUTIFUL SHADE OF PINK LIKE LOOK

ITS SO PRETTY I CANT😭🙏

6. HES PLAYED BY ALASTORS OLD SINGING VOICE AND HAS A SUPER WIDE VOCAL RANGE BECAUSE HES A THESPIAN

7. TRAUMA🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

8. HIS MOUTH AND EYES ARE INSPIRED BY JACK-O-LANTERNS AND ITS SO COOL

9. HIS SONG IS DTRAIGHT FIRE IM LISTENING TO IT AS I TYPE THIS 🔥🔥

10. No seriously listen to it its called “a million gruesome ways to die” its on Spotify an dyoutube

11. HE’LL KILL YOU FREE OF CHARGE LIKE ZAMN HONEY I CAN STAY IN YOUR CASTLE FOR THE LOW PRICE OF MY MORTALITY AWOOGA 😘😘😘😘

12. HE USED TO BE OBSESSED WITH CHEMISTRY AND SCIENCE AND FANCY CHEESES AND ITS SO CUTE

FUCK HES SO SILLY OK OK MOVING ON

13. HE HAS THESE LITTLE ASSISTANTS CALLED BARNABOOS AND IM GONNA FUCKING KILL MYSELF BECASUE THAT NAME IS BOMB DIGGITY🤭🤭🤭

14. HE LOOKS LIKE A HARPY EAGLE LOWKEY EVEN THOUGH HES AN OWL SO THATS TWO OF MY FAV BIRDS IN ONE WTFFFFF

^ fullscreen to see what i mean

15. MY HANDS ARE STARTKNG TO CRAMP DO THISLL BE THE LAST ONE BUT HIS BOWTIE IN-GAME LOOKS LIKE MINNIE MOUSES LOWKEY

OK BYE

EDIT: MY HANDS FEEL BETTER AND I HAVE MORE

16: HE CAN HOLD HIS TRUSTY KNIFE WITH HIS FEET LIKE A GIRLBOSS BECAUSE ITS HARD TO HOLD THINGS WITH HIS WINGS IG

17. HE CAN STRETCH HIS LIMBS AND NECK LIKE ELASTAGIRL OR WHATEVER HER NAME IS

18. I LOVE HALLOWEEN AND HIS ENTIRE THEME IS HALLOWEEN AND THATS SO CUTE IMO

19. THERES A VIDEO ON THE OFFICAL BBU CHANNEL OF HIM BEING A JUDGE AND SCREAMS “SHUT UP!” TO THE JURY OF HIS BARNABOOS AND ITS SO SILLY

20. I LIKE TALL MEN AND BUDDYS PROBABLY OVER 60 FEET TALL

21. HIS VOICE IS SO CUTE

22. HERES A DRAWING OF HIM I MADE TO SHOW HOW BESUTIFUL HE IS (his face is right side up on purpose btw)

OK THATS ALL FOR NOW, DEUCES‼️

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@an-theduckin i remember you saying you wnated me to tag you in my rambles so here you go

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namor-shuri · 1 year

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Congrats on getting into Nashuri University! 🎓

I will be your Orientation Leader today 👋🏾 During your time here you will get acquainted with the many opportunities this university has to offer, on and off campus. You will learn about our school’s anthem, meet our lovely president Ryan Coogler, and much more. But first, follow me to this year’s Club Fair. What are you waiting for? Let’s go!

🎨 Interested in artwork? Check out the art & crafts club on the north side of campus where you can interact with and support fellow artists and their breathtaking works such as:

@poncho-anything // nuttika41 // xiaoann9 // @jasmindoodles // darkcat6 // doomdiboom // keznated // hiomnom // burnittogether // @kovuren

[ Find more artists on Twitter, Tumblr & Instagram ]

And remember students, don’t share/repost artist’s work without their permission. Moving on…

🎥 Interested in video, film and animation? Look no further than the huge video editing club on the east side of campus. These club members work hard day in and day out to bring us their latest edits in such interesting and entertaining ways:

que_rollo_pollo // namorxaep // iimperius // who.queens // dewiidrop // clqrvoids // multi.cpc //caffeinatedbiatch // tofukuz // tujefa0.1 //soy_nana_we

[ Find more editors on TikTok, YouTube & Twitter ]

📚 Now let’s head to the south side of campus where you will find the book club who meets in the library. Interested in the literary arts? Check out the A03 tags here to find works from a plethora of talented and inventive writers. And as always students, we don’t judge others for what they are personally into. Find what best suits you, and leave the rest behind (:

[ Find more fics/one shots on Tumblr & Twitter ]

📣 And last but not least, on the west side of campus, you will find the news club! Wondering where to get the latest updates and information? Join this club to stay in the loop with:

☆ Letitia Wright: IG + TikTok ☆

letitiawrightupdate // letitiawrightsource // @drletitiawright // @shurismainbxtch

☆ Tenoch Huerta: IG + Twitter + TikTok ☆

tenochupdates // hourlytenoch // coollikeicedtea // tenochcentric

That’s a wrap folks! Lunch will start soon but feel free to explore the rest of campus, get connected, make a friend or two and as always, treat people how you would want to be treated! [and don’t mind the antis who didn’t get in 😘] Stay connected with me if you want fan edits, music recs, and nashuri/ tenitia rants!

🌹 Honorable mentions:

Wakanda Forever Podcast // Tenoch/Letitia bpwf Interviews // Marvel Assembled & Disney + Write Up // Namor/Shuri Spotify Playlist // Orgullo Prieto book // Tenoch/Letitia Best Moments // Tenoch Masterlist // Letitia Filmography // Aqua Breezy // Hilarious commentary from: abtreezy + ahhhhhrexa + estarguarstia + simplysimone // @talokanda-forever

*If you have anyone/anything to rec, pls share it in the comments for people to access/find! Tysm <3 *

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karlie-what-you-want · 3 months

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Grammy Voting, Record Labels, and Reputation…

An anonymous source with industry connections has provided me with some interesting context on the academy and has given me permission to share. I personally found it very eye-opening—just another layer or two that most of us would not even be aware of when considering things like awards, touring, and the power of record labels. Let’s begin.

* Grammy voting - 40% musical merit, 60% business

What does this mean? My source estimates that about 40% of the judging is based upon the content of the song/album/body of work being presented. Is the song actually good? Is the album sonically cohesive and coherent as a whole? What are the technical aspects that deserve recognition? Etc. This is what we, the audience, generally expect the Academy to be voting on, but that’s not all there is too it. In fact, my source feels that their estimation of 40% may actually be too generous based on what they have seen, because the business aspects of voting carry a lot more weight (again, roughly 60%, which means the business side matters more).

Look at it this way. Grammys are a form of currency in the music industry. Having a Grammy on a track or a record gives that project more exposure and more value, as well as being an excellent marketing ploy. The highest honor, the biggest gold star. So…

* Labels trade votes

According to my source, voting season is a big deal. A big part of the daily schedule for label executives at this time revolves around trading those votes. If you have something to offer, your artist will stand more of a chance. For example:

“Can you and your team vote for [my artist A] for album of the year?”

“Yes, but in exchange, I’d like you and yours to vote for [my artist B] for song of the year.”

Alternatively, and potentially more interestingly…

“Give me your votes this year, and next year, I will have my A-list artist give a collab and a few words of praise to your new up-and-coming artist whose first album you’re making right now.”

We’ve seen how much a little recognition can catapult a new artist into the stratosphere of fame and success. An IG story feature from Taylor is basically like having the light of god shine upon a new artist, and suddenly they’re not an obscure indie artist, but a shiny brand with big associations. Look at Conan Gray, Olivia Rodrigo, Girl in Red, Gracie Abrams. Allison were at varying levels of fame before Taylor acknowledged them, but they are massively famous now with a strong foothold in the industry that goes beyond their respective genres.

Please note, I’m not saying that Taylor is in charge of these things or at fault. I’m talking about the labels specifically, and the inner workings of them. I would imagine a lot of artists just do as they are instructed.

* Artists vs Labels, Labels vs Labels

It’s important to have a menial understanding of the labels themselves. The “Big Three” as it were (UMG, Warner, and Sony), while not technically being a conglomerate, have put in place a system of major cooperation. This is especially true for the big account labels.

What are big account labels? Well, using Sony as an example, they have a lot of “sub labels.” Some of these Sony created themselves, others they have bought. A lot of this is division by style. That said, a lot of the BIG accounts are with Columbia (Beyoncé, Springsteen, Adele, Bowie, and…oh hey, look, 1D, John Mayer, Calvin Harris…). For a lot of big accounts, this is where the vote trading happens. It determines who gets the best tour dates, the best venues, and in some ways, it stops mattering what label you have at this point—because there are so many outside factors.

* Yes, Grammy votes are even negotiated against touring dates and venues

My source has seen Grammy votes be traded in favor of freeing up a couple of nights at the O2, a big venue in London. When we look at these huge stadiums that popular artists often tour in, we have to remember how much has to be juggled in order to secure those dates. Many of those stadiums exist primarily for sporting events, so that is a big portion of any given year taken off of potential tour dates. Ie “You can’t perform there on any of these nights, because there’s a game happening.”

Tour dates and venues are often negotiated, planned, and booked years in advance. Oftentimes, a tour will be booked before the artist has even finished working on their album. Taylor’s next tour is probably booked already, or is being booked right now.

With that in mind, competition is going to be even higher for the nights that remain open. And how many artists are gunning to play at those stadiums? How can it be divided fairly and evenly? Well, it probably can’t, but that’s where the vote trading comes back into play. There is a lot of politics, trading, back-scratching, and back-stabbing going on regarding these things.

Let’s think of it in terms of X-Factor winners. They are all signed to Sony upon their victory—a huge label with plentiful resources and successful artists. But, Sony knows that most of the winners don’t actually find success in the industry, so are they going to invest time, money, and resources into the winners when they already see that track record? Of course not. My source says that in one particular year they have knowledge of, the season’s winner did not have a single person at the label assigned to them. Nobody to advocate, nobody to plan, nobody to book tours.

If a label loses interest or thinks you’re too much of a liability, they can simply let the contract expire (and potentially your career along with it).

In that regard, I can imagine how frustrating it would be to be signed to a label. You go on bright eyed and hopeful, excited that you got signed because you think that this will open up so many new opportunities for you. Then you discover that your label might not book you any shows at the best venues (or any venues at all), and you’re not allowed to perform without their permission. You don’t have much to negotiate with because you’re a new artist, so how can you ever prove yourself?

Alternatively, you’re a veteran artist who’s suddenly being neglected, but you notice the new artist without any released work is being promoted and getting all sorts of opportunities that you used to have. You don’t realize everything at play behind the curtain; all you know is that this thing that was supposed to put you ahead in the industry has now put you very far behind. Which brings me to…

* Why was Reputation snubbed during its Grammy season?

I’d imagine that if you’ve read this far, it’s all coming together for you now. In Miss Americana, we watched Taylor’s heart break over Reputation not being acknowledged by the Academy. She tearfully resolved to just make a better album. But there was so much more at play here.

We now know that during Reputation era, Taylor was in a battle with Scott B. and her label—hoping to secure her freedom. She wanted the rights to her work, and likely the freedom to show the world her true self. My source says that when Big Machine executives failed to campaign for Taylor at all in that Grammy season, they knew something was very, very wrong behind the scenes. A successful artist like Taylor would usually be the bread and butter of their label, and they were not advocating for her.

It was not a lack of talent or merit that lost Reputation a Grammy (or even a nod), but the fact that she had pushed back against the label in hopes of owning her own work and determining the direction it would go. This struggle seemed to start back with 1989 when Taylor decided to go full “pop” against their wishes. I can’t help wondering if Taylor wanting desperately to live her truth openly also contributed to this, which would make it even more heartbreaking.

I know some people in the GP were puzzling over why Midnights won AOTY, and I’m sure many of us around here have been baffled by the lack of critical acclaim for Reputation. I, obviously, am a huge fan of Taylor’s and I love to see her talents recognized. I also just enjoy discovering more about the inner-workings of Hollywood and the music industry. Fresh off the Grammys seemed like a great time to share this “insider’s perspective” that I’ve become privy to.

#pr #grammys #reputation

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Hey I saw ur post asking for ideas so here's mine ??? Idk if ita any good tho so feel free to ignore this.

I'm a sucker for the reverse comfort trope istg. So maybe something like (any bts member) is feeling insecure about their body/weight bc of comments online or smth and reader comforts them and maybe sum body worship and soft pegging or u can make it totally fluffy upto u 💕.

heyy cutie. I hope you don't mind me being a day or two late and I hope you like this one<3

I added sum more stuff too, hope you don't mind and I hope it's the way you wanted it to be and the way you imagined ❤️

Warnings: sub jungkook, dom reader, pegging, nipple play, body worshipping, nicknames (mommy, pretty boy, my love, baby),jungkook is feeling insecure so reader try to make him feel better. There's more ig, let me know if I missed anything and excuse any spelling mistakes<3

it was 11pm when you came home from work. You expected to see jungkook running to you and hugging you like every other day but thus time it was quiet in the house. You wondering if he was asleep already so you didn't really think much of it. You went to the kitchen to grab a class of water and went upstairs.

you heard quiet sobs coming from the bedroom as you panicked and opened the door. You saw jungkook sitting at the edge of the bed, crying. You rushed and wrapped your hands around him

"Shhh jungkook. It's okay its okay baby shh" you patted his head trying to calm him down.

"y-yn" sobs loudly and hugged you back

"Im here jungkook, it's alr." Wipes his tears away

"What's wrong baby? You can tell me. I'm here"

"d-do you think I'm too heavy for you." Sobs

what escaped jungkooks mouth broke your heart. you hated how people make him feel this way. Jungkook was the type of person who always try go be perfect and enough for people. When someone mention his weight, look or anything like that he always take it in a bad way and think he's not enough. That literally breaks your heart.

"noo jungkook, look at me baby"

Jungkooks looks at you with teary, puffy eyes.

"Who said that? You know it's not true my love. No matter what you do people always will judge baby" holded his hands in yours.

"y-yn.. but what if it's true? what if I'm too heavy and overweight" looks down

"jungkook no my baby, youre beautiful. You're so so beautiful my love."

jungkook looks up at you

"make me feel beautiful yn. Please?" Jungkook said with a sad voice. He needed to feel beautiful again. who else can make him feel that way other than you hm?

You smiled, placing a kiss at his lips, then his cheek ,down to his jaw line and to his neck without stopping.Jungkook moaned softly, holding into your hair messily.

"I will make you feel so beautiful mu love" you opened his button up shirt, take it slowly off him and throw it somewhere in the room. You lean down kissing his neck once again, slowly pushing his body down.

you kissed down his chest, whispering sweet words between each kisses, telling him how beautiful he was and how enough he really is.

Jungkook almost cried out of happiness.

you stoped kissing him when you reached his pants, looking up at him with a smile.

"May I take this off?"

"Yes please" jungkook relaxed his body, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

you took off his underwear tossing them somewhere behind you. You placed a kiss on his pretty cock making him whimper.

You smiled at his reaction and got up to get your strap on. You wanted him to feel good. So so good that he will forget about those hated comments and thoughts.

"W-where are you going?" Jungkook said slightly panicking, thinking you will leave him like that.

"just to grab something real quick " smiled at him looking at his face relaxing a lil.

you came back with the strap wraped around your hips tightly. You went between jungkook legs, holding them up a lil so you can easily place yourself inside him.

"ah p-pleasd make me feel good mommy" jungkook said looking up at you, bitting his lips

"Oh I was planning to anyways baby" lean down to place a kiss on his lips. Jungkook deepened the kiss, wraping his legs around your waist, moaning into the kiss.

after a good short make out you pulled out and grabed the lub from the night stan drawer, putting sum on your fingers to prep your pretty boy before fucking him.

"Hold your leg up baby so I can prep you"

jungkook wraps his hands around his legs, holding them up letting you easily put your two fingers inside his hole,slowly moving making jungkook let out a whimper.

"a-ah~" mewls

"How's that baby?" Looks at him

"s-so good~" arch his back at the feeling of your fingers moving inside him.

he whimpered when you took out your fingers but quickly replace it with your cock. You put a lil more lub so you won't hurt him. You pushed it slowly in and started moving in a slow place.

"Oh god" jungkook lets out and rolls his eyes back.

"my beautiful boy, look at you taking my cock so well" the praise made jungkooks toes curls. He let out a whimper, pulling you closer to him and wraping his arms around your neck.

"p-pleasd move faster, I need to cum so bad~ please fuck your pretty boy" jungkook said between moans. He was so cute how he called himself your pretty boy. He really is your pretty boy tho.

You speed up your movement, jungkooks moans filled the room and the sound of skin agains skin slaping.

"Oh g-god please don't stop-ahh~" jungkook arched his back moaning loud as he was about to reach his orgasam

You started playing with his nipple, taking him at the edge. His nipples are so sensitive, so playing with them while fucking him really does drive him crazy.

"How beautiful you look right now jungkook. So beautiful just for me my love" you took his nipple in your mouth, circling your tongue around it.

"YESS~ just for you mommy!~" jungkook melws

"yeah baby? Is my pretty boy going to cum?"

Jungkook nodded his head

"Go ahead baby"

jungkook trowed his head back,eyes closed, mouth open in a silent scream, as he reached his orgasam making a mess all over him.

"A-ah fuck~" jungkooks body relaxed down on the bed, his eyes still closed.

You pulled out the dildo taking it off of you and putting it down on the drawer so you can clean it later or tomorrow.

"my beautiful boy" you said making jungkook smile softly and throw his hands around you, hugging you.

"are you okay my baby?"

"mhm, thank you sm yn"

"Ofc my love, one thing tho. Don't let those comments get into you again because you know they are not true and as I said, what ever you do people will always judge you for it"

"yeah.. you're right.. im sorry"pouts

"No baby it's not your fault, no need to be sorry. I just want you to ignore those comments. I'm always here with you no matter what and if you would like, I can always make you feel beautiful" winks making jungkook laugh

"You know yn, I'm happy to have you" smiles

" me too my love, I'm the most happiest person ever alive" smiles " I love you jungkook" pecks his lips "I love you too yn" smiles

#kpop #sub!kpop #bts #sub!bts #dom!reader #jeon jungkook #jungkook #sub!jungkook

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