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the-offside-rule · 5 months

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Lando Norris (McLaren) - Santa's Helper

Requested: yes

Warnigs: cute Christmas stuff

Lando dropped his bags on the floor to his childhood home. Once the season was over, he would always do the same; pack his bags, enough clothes for the month of December to stay with his family until the New Year when he'd have to go back to the factory. "Lando? Is that you?" his mother called from the kitchen. "Yeah mum, I'm here." Lando began walking towards the kitchen when a heavenly smell hit him. The scent of freshly baked goods and cinnamon lingered in his nostrils. "What are you cooking?" Lando asked, walking into the kitchen but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw her sitting at the table, a mug of tea in hand and a cast on her foot. "Mum? What happened?" Lando asked, worried as anything. "I had an accident the day before your race and I didn't want you to worry." she smiled. "Well I'm worrying now, mum!"

"Cisca? Are you alright?" Lando and his mum turned to the door and saw a girl walk in. "I heard the front door open-" She met eyes with Lando and smiled. "You must be Lando. Cisca talks a lot about you." Lando was too stunned to speak (had to add a tik tok reference I'm sorry) She chuckled. "Well, I should take these biscuits out then. Can't let them burn." The girl smiled, turning towards the oven. Lando couldn't take his eyes off her and his mum could tell. "Lando? Can you help me into the living room please?" his mother asked. Lando snapped out of his thoughts and came back to reality. "Oh, yeah. Sure." He helped her up and began walking out with her slowly, not saying anything until they were out of the kitchen.

"You need to stop staring at the poor girl." she joked. "I wasn't staring. I just didn't know we had a visitor for Christmas." Cisca chuckled to herself. "She's quite pretty, isn't she?" Lando felt himself nodding but stopping himself immediately. "Who is she?" he asked. "Y/n. Our neighbour down the avenue. She's been helping me with gardening and cooking since I hurt myself." Lando's eyebrows knotted in confusion. "What? What about the old woman done the road? I though she was our neighbour." He said. "She passed away in June, remember?" Lando nodded. "That's her grand daughter." Lando looked back at her, quickly moving the hot biscuits to a plate to cool. "So she's staying down at the house?" Cisca nodded. "She is. Will I see you bringing the dog for a walk down by her house every morning then?" Lando shook his head. "Absolutely not." Cisca wasn't buying it. Lando obviously liked Y/n quite a lot from the few seconds they had briefly seen eachother. "Then maybe riding the horses. She does it every evening with Flo." Lando wasn't big into horse riding or doing show jumping or anything but for a hot minute, he was considering doing some horse riding in the mornings he was there. "Nah, I'm here to relax, not run around doing horse riding." Cisca raised her eyebrow. "You say that but I know for a fact you will ask Flo once you don't see me."

Over the few weeks that Lando was at the Norris household, Y/n would always come in at the crack of dawn to bring the horses for a walk and help Flo and then, after lunch, she would return with some food she picked up from the town's Christmas market. After that, she would help around for a while and leave before coming back after dinner just to check up on them. He loved when she came around and even more so when they'd share little conversations.

When Christmas Day had rolled around, Lando woke up bright and early, expecting Y/n to come on up to the house. He waited and waited. 6am. She wasn't coming. 7am. Wasn't coming either. It had gotten to about 8 in the morning and Y/n hadn't walked up the avenue. "Lando! Come on down!" he heard his father call up. He walked down the stairs to see Flo putting on her layers of jackets so she wouldn't get cold on her morning ride and Lando decided to go. "Flo? Would I be able to go on a horse ride today?" Flo looked at him, visibly confused. "You never go horse riding. What's the catch?" Lando shrugged his shoulders. "A change of heart maybe. It's Christmas, I wanna spend some time with you."

"Looking for Y/n?" Flo grinned. "Oh shut up. I'm not looking for her, just wondering where she is. Isn't she the one who usually does this with you?" Lando asked, trying to steer the conversation in another way. "Well yes, but she's staying with her boyfriend for Christmas." Lando felt a tug at his heartstrings. "Huh, didn't know she had one." In an attempt to try and make himself sound u bothered, he ended up sounding immensely hurt. "Are you alright Lando?" Flo asked him. "Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?" Flo knew Lando well enough to know he was in fact feeling down and she could figure out why too. "How about we go back and get some tea? It's getting way too cold out here." Lando nodded in agreement and followed her back, not a word being shared.

That day went so slowly. Without anything for Lando to anticipate on, or look forward to, it was far too slow of a day. Later in the evening, the whole family were sat around the table for Christmas Dinner. They pulled at the Christmas crackers, put on the hats and overall had a good time but Lando still felt something not quite right. He'd spent every Christmas with his family, always with the same people but this year it was as if a family member was missing or something. Everyone was grabbing whichever delicacies they wanted, ready to eat when the doorbell went. Lando stood up. "I'll get it, go on eating." Lando set his cutlery to the side and walked out to the front door, undoing the locks and then opening the door. He froze. Not because of the temperature outside but because of the person standing at the door. "Y/n? What are you doing here?"

"Hi Lando. Mind if I come in? It's freezing out here." Lando moved aside and let her walk on in. He looked at her, subconsciously smiling but then his face dropped. Outside, it was dark so he couldn't see her very well but enough to make out who she was. Now she was inside, full of light, he noticed her red, puffy eyes. More than likely from crying. "Are you alright?" Her bright smile, slowly faded into a frown and then, the tears came back. "Aw, what's wrong?" he pulled her into a hug as her tears stained his jumper. "I- I don't know why he decid-ded to- I didn't- do anything." she sobbed. "What happened?" he asked her. Y/n looked up to her. "He dumped me." Lando pulled her in for a hug again. "I'm so sorry.

"Here, how about you come in for Christmas Dinner?" Y/n's jaw dropped. "Oh my god, I forgot it was Christmas." Lando laughed. "It's alright, just come in and eat something." Lando began taking her coat off and then hanging it up. "Lando, I'll just go back to mine until tomorrow, really-"

"No, come on." Lando took her hand in his and tried bringing her into the dining room but she stopped him. "Let me wash my face. I don't want to go in looking like I cried." Lando nodded and walked to the bathroom with her. He stood outside, waiting for her to finish up and when she came back out, she looked fresh as a daisy. "You feeling alright now?" she nodded. "Yeah, let's go then."

After dinner, Lando sat at the porch his family jumped around, dancing in the garden. He could only smile and watch it all happen. "Not goin to join your family?" Lando heard a soft voice from behind him. He turned his head to see Y/n walking out the door, shivering as she met the cold air. "Nah, not one for dancing." He explained. She nodded. "Would you like to dance?" Lando locked eyes with her. Y/n smiled softly at him. "Of course. Only if you teach me though." She grinned and took his hand into hers, before starting a swaying movement. "That's all there is to dancing? I Should've done this ages ago." Y/n shook her head, laughing away to herself. "No, you muppet. I'm starting slowly."

"Can we keep it like this? I like dancing like this." She let out a sigh and greed and so they continued on swaying. They were joking, laughing, dancing. It was pure bliss and then her head rested on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He liked this feeling of belonging. He liked being around the people he loved and with someone whom he hoped to love. "Lando?" He hummed in response. "Thank you for earlier." Lando smiled to himself. "Don't mention it. Friends have to look out for eachother, don't we?" She grinned and looked up to him. "Hopefully I see a bit more of you when I'm helping around at the house." Lando laughed. "You're like Santa's helper. Like a little elf."

"I like being an elf. It means I get to meet some great people." She paused. "People like yourself." Lando felt his cheeks heating up. "I'm gonna say likewise." He chuckled. Y/n's phone buzzed. She looked at it and sighed. "I have to go. I forgot I have to drive to my mum's tomorrow so I'm gonna get an early night." She walked back inside and grabbed her coat, returning a minute later, all wrapped up like she was a matter of hours ago. "Call me when you get there." Lando said, walking along with her. "I don't have your number so I'll ring the house phone." She said. "Yeah, you can ask for my number then." She stopped and blinked at him. "What?"

"Merry Christmas Lando." Lando embraced her. "Merry Christmas." He whispered back. "Just drive safely." She scoffed. "I wouldn't tell me to drive safely. I've seen you drive." Lando chucked at her light hearted joke. "I get paid to, there's a difference." She smiled. "I'll talk to you soon, Lando." She said. "I look forward to it." and with that, Y/n walked away in the snow, her figure becoming more faded and faded until she couldn't be seen at all.

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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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can you pretty please try doing reader who is a certified yapper 🗣‼️ but also has moments where they just get tired of talking and are dead silent for like 20 minutes straight and then go straight back to yapping 😼 sorry if its super specific lmao but i do this all the time

also could i maybe be 🦋 anon??

hello!! welcome to the family 🦋 anon! and yes ofc :) sorry if I misunderstood, kinda autopiloted to mcyt so sorry if you meant this for another fandom LMAO ; struggled to think of new thoughts so sorry for small cast of people 💀🙏

MCYT ; certified yapper

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, quackity, & nihachu

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

he does the same thing

will rant about anything and everything especially if you're talking about the same thing

but if it's out of the blue like "omg look at this tik tok drama blah blah blah" he just blinks before he's like "oh shit. here we go again"

then you just stop talking after a moment and gets weirdly uneasy with the silence

"can you talk more?"

"about what??"

he just shrugs "I like when you yap away, you're nice background noise"

you dramatically scoff "Okay, asshole"

you're silent for a while and just start revving up the engine again "Holy shit here's another thing, this girl-"

TUBBO

will proudly listen to you yap on about some stupid shit or about lore to a show/movie you're fixated on

he'll ask you questions and stuff

he's used to it dw

you'll go silent for a little while like you're processing new data and he'll just be like "Okay, I think we should do xyz and..."

then you'll like come back to life and start talking again

he secretly sets a timer each time you go quiet until you start ranting again and he'll put it on his stream 💀

"damn, 19 minutes this time"

"Huh? 19 minutes for what?"

RANBOO

nods along and actually listens

dude doesn't care, they're listening to you no matter what

whether it be about serious topics or some silly internet stuff you like, he'll always listen and make sure to note it down that way he can start a conversation with you about something you like or are passionate about

"yknow what I like about the nether?"

"what?" he smiles

"how pretty and diverse it is. yeah you can say the overworld is just as if not more diverse with biomes and stuff, but they could've just left it boring red netherrack everywhere you go and stuff, it adds so much more life-"

they love how passionate about things you can be

if for a very extended period of time, they'll check up on you like "you good?"

you just nod like "I'm tired of talking L"

BADLINU

nods along with you

he doesn't see it as yapping, he sees it as a genuine conversation no matter what you're talking about

adds some stuff in when you like pause to breathe

once you go quiet he can just sit in silence with you forever

this is basically his opportunity to talk to you about like tik tok drama lmao

if you don't know about it at all, all ears open and you're focused

your dynamic 🔛🔝

QUACKITY

you're both yappers let's be honest

constantly talking over each other and play fighting for the most attention out of other people 💀💀

"SHUT THE HELL UP I'M TALKING"

"I WAS TALKING FIRST, LET ME TELL THEM ABOUT MY NEW FAVORITE MOVIE"

then you just get tired of talking and wanna strip mine or something LMFAO

he always checks to make sure he didn't upset you after every time you go silent

it's just by reflex lmao

he does listen to you when you yap about a fixation don't worry

gift inspo goes crazy

NIHACHU

loves when you talk or yap about something you like or some drama you found

she's like your safe person to talk about everything to, she loves having that kind of title for you

"and then xyz"

"Oh my God, really??"

she'll whole ass put everything down just to listen to you talk about dumb shit I swear

she encourages it, like just speak your mind dude

also uses what you talk about as gift inspiration for anything, birthday, valentines day, anytime she wants to get you stuff

half the time you forget what you just said and she recaps you

"Oh, thank you! anyways-"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo x reader #quackity x reader #badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader #nihachu x reader #niki nihachu x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #🦋 anon

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yxngbxkkie · 11 months

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i love you (h.j)

so, i found a tik tok that you can watch here of hannie saying i love you. and, i wanted to write a fic based on it. it's kinda sad but it has a happy ending 🥹 i hope you guys like it! 💓

feedback is appreciated 🥰

"Are you seriously being this way?" Jisung asks you with pointed eyes, his arms crossed over his chest. "I told you that this month's going to be busy. Our comeback is coming up quickly."

You scoff and run a hand through your hair, getting frustrated. "Okay, and I get that," you tell him. "But, I also thought that you'd make a little time for your fiancé."

The dark brunette rolls his eyes before walking towards the front door. "You're really going to throw that in my face? You said you understood. This is my life. It's always going to be this way," he mentions, putting his shoes back on.

"Where are you going?" You ask him, looking towards the clock.

"I'm going back to the studio. I'm not going to sit here and argue with you over stuff you already know, Y/N," Jisung sighs, opening the door to your shared apartment. "You're being really clingy right now, and I just… I can't handle it."

You purse your lips as tears begin to pool in your eyes. "God forbid I worry about you, Jisung," you laugh, shaking your head. "If you don't want someone clingy, maybe we shouldn't get married."

Silence fills the shared space, and both of you avoid eye contact with one another. Tears begin to slide down your cheeks, feeling a little hurt that he's not fighting to stay with you.

You walk away from him first, heading into your bedroom. You flinch a bit when you hear the front door shut, silence continuing to fill your apartment.

Your lip quivers as you look down at your engagement ring. A sob escapes your lips as you slide the ring off of your fingers, gently placing it on the dresser.

After trying to stop yourself from crying so much, you grab your duffel bag out of the closet. You stuff some clothes into it, packing everything you might need for the next couple of days.

A part of you wants to text Jisung to let him know that you're not going to be home. But, another part of you wants him to worry. Maybe he'll come to his senses and not let this small argument ruin your relationship.

You tuck your hair behind your ears before wiping the tear streaks from your face. You slip your shoes on and walk out the front door, locking it behind you.

Jisung plops down in Chan's chair, releasing a deep sigh. He rubs his hands along his face as the argument he had with you replays in his head.

He checks his phone and frowns at the photo of you on his lock screen. Jisung slowly closes his eyes, knowing that he's not going to get anything done in this state.

He scrolls through his contact list and decides to call Minho. He presses the phone against his ear while staring at the white table.

"Ya," Minho answers after the third ring, hearing the sound of oil bubbling in the background.

"Minho hyung," Jisung starts to break down, tears spilling from his round eyes. "I think I fucked up."

"What happened? Where are you?" Minho asks him.

Jisung wipes his eyes while leaning back in the computer chair. "I'm in Chan's studio," he mentions, sniffling a bit. "Y/N and I got into an argument… a-and now I don't even know if we're together anymore."

"Ya, Han Jisung, I swear," Minho sighs. "You need to go back home right now and make up for whatever argument you had. Understand? Otherwise, you're going to lose her."

"O-Okay. I'll head there now," Jisung whispers into the phone, shoving all of his stuff back into his bag. "I'll talk to you later, hyung."

"Let me know what happens, okay?" Minho's worried voice reaches Jisung's ears, causing the younger boy to nod his head.

He hangs up the phone afterward and quickly rushes out of the studio. It doesn't take him very long to get back home. He pulls his house keys from inside his pocket, unlocking the door before opening it.

His heart drops at the sight of an empty apartment. The only light comes from the oven in the kitchen. "Y/N?" He calls out your name, slipping his shoes off.

Jisung's heart races in his chest as he checks each room. He checks the bedroom last and notices the ring sitting on the dresser. He swallows the lump in his throat, tears quickly pooling.

"No, no, no," he mutters to himself, gripping the ring until his knuckles turn white. He grabs his phone with his free hand, typing in your number before calling. He starts to panic when it immediately goes to voice-mail.

He takes deep breaths, feeling an anxiety attack coming on. Jisung redials your number, calling again. "Come on, baby, please," he begs to himself as he tries to call for a third time, getting the same result.

His hands shake as he looks at the screen, seeing your cheery smile break his heart more than it already is. He swallows the lump in his throat, moving to sit against the wall.

"I guess I'll just leave a message…" He whispers, dialing your number.

You wake up feeling like absolute shit. A groan leaves your lips, bringing a hand to your forehead. "This is what I get for crying myself to sleep," you sigh, pushing the covers off of you.

You glance around the hotel room you're staying in, your chest clenching at the thought of what happened yesterday. You reach for your phone and turn it on for the first time in twelve hours.

The first notification that pops up is a voice-mail from Jisung. You hover your finger over the message, debating on whether or not you should listen to it. You swallow the lump in your throat and decide to listen to it.

You press play and press the phone against your ear. Your heart strings tug as soon as Jisungs voice starts. "Instead of apologizing, I'll say I love you," he starts, noticing his voice is a bit raspy and you frown. "Thank you for worrying about me, I love you. Really, thank you. I love you. I love you so much. I love you immensely. I love you endlessly. I love you completely. I love you so much. I really love you. I love you the most. I love you the most in the world. I completely, madly love you."

By the time the voice-mail finishes, you're crying your eyes out. You cover your mouth with your free hand, not wanting to be too loud with your sobs. You pull the device away from your ear, not hesitating to call him back.

You click on his contact and press the phone to your ear again, listening to it ring. After the fifth ring, Jisung picks up. "Honey?" He mutters, causing your breath to hitch. "Baby, listen, I-I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean to call you clingy. It's just… this comeback is really exhausting, and I took it out on you. A-And I know that's not an excuse, but I don't want to lose you. I won't survive."

"Jisung," you cry out, his words making your heart hurt even more. "I don't want to lose you either."

"Come home, please," he begs before mumbling incoherently. Your lip trembles as Jisung starts to cry on his side of the phone. "I love you so much. I'll work on myself, I promise. Please marry me still."

"I'll still marry you, baby," you whisper, sniffling. "I'm sorry I left. I'm coming home right now."

You stand up from the bed, quickly making it before gathering your things. Jisung's still on the phone with you, and his voice comes through the device.

"You have nothing to apologize about, honey. This is all my fault," he reassures you. "When you come home, can I give you a kiss?"

A breathy laugh escapes your lips, and you grab a tissue to wipe your nose with. "Yeah, baby, you can give me a kiss," you tell him, feeling your heart flutter in your chest. You pause what you're doing as your gaze is fixed on the marble sink. "You pinky promise this won't happen again?"

"Cross my heart and hope to die, honey. I will never, ever do this again. I love you."

"I love you, Han Jisung."

tagging: @thewxntersoldier @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8

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romanarose · 9 months

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Gross Reality

Santiago Garcia x fem!reader

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Summary: You are on your period and feel disgusting, Santi isn't phased.

Content Warnings: BODILY FLUIDS, all the bodily fluids. This fic is just me being self-indulgent because I'm feeling disgusting on my period today. Breif reference to butt stuff bc it's me. But mostly, if bodily fluids like puke and shit gross you out, keep going but I know this is the reality for many people who get periods.

A/N: In my head, this takes place in a lil universe of several of my Santi fics, including the one I did with Dolli, Honest Mistake, and but more importantly another Santi period fic I referenced in this fic, Santi With a Reader on Her Period.

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Santi Claus: Hey babe, you wanna come over today? The new Spider-verse movie is on Disney plus, we can refuel your fanfiction inspiration 👀or inspiration 👀 for other things 👀

Benny’s Hot Friend: Can’t, busy sitting on the toilet.

Santi realized, again, he needed to change his girlfriends name from what he had drunkenly put it in as months ago at Will’s engagement party.

Santi Claus: … just sitting there?

Benny’s hot friend: No, dumbass

Santi Claus: Did you get distracted watching tik tok for an hour again?

Benny’s Hot friend: NO! Im on my period and it’s day two and everything is fucking awful and I wanna die and I think I’m going to on this toilet

Santi Claus: Cramps?

Benny’s Hot Friend: Shitting, Santi. Shitting. I’ve bled through my tampons after 30 minuets and i'm sick of it and I keep needing to shit and it’s disgusting and I’m disgusting and I’m just free bleeding over the toilet and shitting when need because I can’t trust my farts ARE YOU HAPPY

Santa Claus is typing

Santi Claus is typing

Santi was very carefully plotting his next words.

Santi Claus: Amor, have you eaten today?

Benny’s Hot Friend: NO I HAVEN'T EATEN TODAY SANTI IF YOU MUST ASK AND I HAVEN'T HAD ANY CAFFEINE EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE.

When he didn’t respond, you assumed he’d gotten sick of your shit. It wasn’t that long ago that you happen woken up on top of him with a surprise early period, bleeding all over your new boyfriend who you hadn’t even farted around, and now, although you were more secure, you still worried you’d come across as gross and bitchy and he was over it. Your periods were horrible, the first 2-3 days at least. Dejected, you clean yourself up but only to go get more pain medicine and plot yourself back down on the toilet.

Another round of cramps came and pretty soon you could add tears and puke to the list of fluids exiting you, ready to just get into the bathtub and cry when you felt your hair being held back and you look to your side to see Santi, eyes concerned and worried, but not disturbed.

“Do you need a hospital, mi vida?”

You shake your head. “No, tummy just hurts.”

Not deterred, Santi holds your hair and rubs your stomach as you empty into the trashcan until the pain subsided enough to try taking a pill again. Dutifully, Santi cleaned up the trash can and your face before guiding you up rinse your mouth out with mouth wash, all while muttering oft praises and encouragement. ‘There we go, let it out’ ‘Do you feel better? Bien.’ ‘Doing good, just spit it out now’

“Santi, I’m sorry, this is so gross-”

“Oh hush. This is far from the worst I’ve seen.”

“Saw worse in the military?”

“No- well, yeah, but I was thinking about the time Benny called me after getting food poisoning from Taco Bell and I had to play big brother while Will was out of town.”

“Yeah” You pant, stomach hurting. “I’ve had to deal with him sick too. He’s a bigfucking baby. Now can you please get out, I need to shit.”

Santi scoffed at that. “You think I don’t shit? I shit all day, three times before lunch-”

“Yeah, you should get that checked out”

“-I’m not phased. I’ve had my finger in your ass, I can handle what comes out of it.”

Finally, you giggle, smiling at him as he sat at the tub edge. “Okay, your funeral.” You bent over in pain again, wondering what the fuck you did to deserve this nonsesnese every month and what you did to deserve to deserve such a loving boyfriend. You wanted to marry this pain in your ass, marry him so hard. He talks to you while you take care of business whipping your face when you get the cold sweats

“Santi, I love you but you’ve gotta get outta here while I clean up.”

He chuckles, but concedes. “Okay, I brought over chinese food-”

“Oh FUCK YEAH”

“-and coffee”

“FFFFFUUUCCKKK YEEEAAHHH”

“I’ll get it ready in the kitchen when you’re done”

He does as promised and you begin to clean up when you get a ding on your phone. You didn’t realize it was Santi’s until it was too late, and you saw it. No, he wasn’t cheating. No, he wasn’t talking shit. It was the last text you sent him and you saw what your name was on the screen.

Benny’s Hot Friend.

“Santiago Garcia!” You stand in the kitchen with his phone, fully dressed but your hair clinging to your face from sweat. “Wanna explain my contact name?”

He looks confused, then his eyes widen and he stops plating your food. Muneca, listen, I can explain-”

“BENNY’S HOT FRIEND?!” But you were smiling.

He starts to back away, hands raised in defense. “I said you were hot!”

“Did you forget my name that night?”

“Honey, I had like 8 beers and I’m a short king! I was drunk!”

Playfully, you run at Santi, threatening to bleed on him again.

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Anyway, shout out to my Peeps in the whorefully yours discord! we all go there and complain about our periods bc they suck. Mine arent THAT bad, I mostly had the shits and the excessive bleeding and I do just sit on the toilet sometimes but I know other people who throw up from the pain.

Your pain is real, and you deserve someone to take care of you

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#santiago garcia #santiago pope garcia #santiagogarcia reader #x reader #santiago garcia reader #fem!reader #santiago garcia fem reader #triple frontier #triple frontier fanfiction #triple frontier reader #sick fic #sic fic

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hsangel64 · 1 year

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。゜✿ฺwhipped✿ฺ゜。

⤷ pairings: dealer!ellie williams x fem!reader (she/her)

⤷ summary: ellie is just so whipped for you everyone knows it except for ellie herself

⤷ warnings: cursing but that’s about it

⤷ a/n: i’m gonna start writing part three for band mates later but i wanted to get some of my other ideas out !

ellie was so incredibly whipped it was insane. she is absolutely head over heals for her girlfriend. she won’t shut up about her and brings her up into every single conversation she has. it’ll be a conversation that doesn’t even involve her and she says.

“hey guys did you know i have a girlfriend?”

“i have a girlfriend did you know that?”

“my girlfriend is amazing…did you know i had one?”

she will literally drop everything for her and would do absolutely anything she asks. with ellie being the dealer to pretty much everyone on campus she made a lot of money. so meaning she will literally get you whatever you want whenever you want it. you even show the slightest interest in something she will go out of her way to buy it and surprise you. she likes to spoil you and she knows you absolutely love it.

the only thing about this is the fact that ellie doesn’t realize how whipped she actually is. you stayed home because you weren’t feeling well while ellie and dina went to this party. ellie was there for strictly business and dina just decided to tag along. originally you were supposed to go like you always do. she liked having you there to basically be eye candy but she also just loved knowing you were with her.

you had gotten some cramps and had realized you had gotten your period. you just didn’t feel the best with the cramps and nausea rolling in with a headache. you simply didn’t want to go out. you told ellie it was okay and you didn’t want her to miss out on money. she was very wary knowing how emotional you usually get during your period and didn’t want to miss a moment where you needed her. you insisted and said you’d text her if anything happened.

so now ellie is sitting here laughing with dina about stupid frat guys not realizing you were at home crying because of dog tik toks and the pain from your cramps. you wanted ellie but you didn’t want to stop her from getting money so you decide not to call her.

this resulted in ellie being a little worried that you hadn’t even texted but tried to think maybe you had just fallen asleep? she texts you just in case to check to see if you were holding up okay.

ellie wellie🥰 hey baby are you holding up okay?

baby 🫶💞 hi i’m okay

ellie wellie 🥰 are you sure?

baby 🫶💞 mhm :]

ellie knew you better than that so she slipped outside really quick to call you. ring ring…

“hi baby.”

“hi…” you said sadly and then sniffled.

“awee baby what’s wrong? what’s got my sweet girl crying?”

“it’s nothing promise i’m okay.”

“baby it doesn’t sound like nothing.”

“it is nothing i promise.” you replied trying to stifle yourself from letting out another sob.

“my love please just tell me should i leave? cause i’ll leave honey i’ll leave and take care of you.” she assured you as she was already texting dina to close up shop and that she’s ready to go.

“no no cause party’s make the best money i don’t want to stop that.” you could hold it in any longer and let out a small sob after.

“okay pretty girl i’m coming i made enough money i’ll be back home in 10 minutes. i love you sooo much.” you tried to protest but gave up and say i love you back. ellie hung up and headed back inside to grab her stuff and head out.

“is something wrong? you usually never stop selling this early?” dina yelled over the loud music as ellie finished up packing her stuff.

“the girlfriend needs me! i have to go.”

“oh no what happened?”

“she’s on her period!”

there was a small silence between them before dina responded.

“you are so fuckin whipped.” ellie looked over at her a little puzzled and scoffed.

“i am not whipped!”

“yes you are idiot!” they both made it out to the front and headed to ellie’s car.

“no i am not !”

“okay whatever you say you simp..”

“oh fuck off.” ellie responded and dina let out a laugh. they drove all the way back to campus which wasn’t too far. you all lived in the same dorm building so they both walked back together but ellie still liked to make sure she got back safe since you guys were on separate floors. she always asked dina to text her once she gets into her dorm.

ellie unlocked the door and was greeted with darkness.

“baby?” she called out but didn’t seem to get a response. she walked into your shared bedroom and saw you curled up into a ball sleeping away. she awed quietly. you just looked so cute she had to take a picture. she even has a whole album of sleeping pictures she’s taken of you.

ellie took off her shoes, pants and sweater off which left her in just some boxers and a tank top. she sets her keys down and goes over to you. she scoots you over a little not too much to wake you up. you grumble and turn over to face ellie. she frowns at your dried up tear stained cheeks.

she pulls a piece of your hair back and holds your face rubbing her thumb across your cheek. you look so breathtakingly beautiful even if you look so sad.

“els?” you groggily ask feeling her sudden presence.

“i’m right here my sweet girl.” you slightly open your eyes, slightly feels like there’s weights on your eyes from crying and still being sleepy. ellie leans in and gives you a small kiss on the lips. and you let out a small smile.

“there’s my smiley baby.” you giggled and hid your face in her shoulder.

“stop it.” you said muffled and she pulled you away to look at you.

“absolutely not i will never stop.” you playfully rolled your eyes and laid your head to look at her.

“you look so beautiful baby.” your face gets hot and red.

“thank you.” she smiles at you and starts to play with your hair. your eyes instantly feel heavier and you have the urge to go back to sleep.

“how was the party?”

“it was fine had a good time with dina and made some good money.” she smiled at you seeing how tired you look. it’s so fucking cute.

“that’s nice im glad my love.”

“yeah i was thinking we could go somewhere for dinner tomorrow? like your favorite place…and get nails done….and some shopping….and then come home with candy and snacks and watch your favorite movies…” your head popped up and you sat up quickly.

“really?!?”

“yes of course baby you deserve it.”

“YAY OH MY GOSH!!” you crashed into her and gave her kisses all over her face and stopped at her lips.

“i love you so much els.”

“i love you more my darling girl.” you stared at each other for a little longer and not a second later you both crashed into each other and were making out a little. you both pulled away and just smiled at each other just so in love with one another.

“so are you feeling better now?”

“of course i am silly i’m with you!”

“i love you so much my sweet baby don’t ever forget it i would do anything and everything for you.”

“you’re so whipped els.”

“WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING THAT!”

#joel and ellie #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #the last of us #ellie williams fic #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #tlou fic

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ringanon · 11 months

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Phone Call | Auston Matthews

Pairing: Auston Matthews x gn!reader

Warning(s): none

Word Count: 680

Summary: You call your boyfriend, Auston, before Game 6 of the 1st Round (2023)

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"Hi, baby!" He had only been gone for a day, but you were still happy for the chance to talk to him. You set up the camera on your kitchen island, sitting on one of the bar stools.

"Hey, mi amor, we're about to head out, but I wanted to call you first." Auston's voice came over as somber: he was focused. There was intent in his voice. He set up his phone against the bed side table in the hotel room, grabbing the office chair behind him.

"Are we doing fit checks?" It had been a tradition of yours for every away game. Now that they were in the playoffs, it was crucial. He liked seeing you all pretty, you liked seeing him in formal attire.

"Obviously, whatchu rockin'?" He leaned forward in the chair, resting his elbows against his knees.

"So we went with something a little calmer today. A couple of the girls are coming over here, we're gonna crack open a bottle or two of wine and watch the game. The jersey is a one-of-a-kind game worn jersey given to me by a player of the Toronto Maple Leafs. I think his name is Auston? He spells it with an O, not an I, tryna be different, or something.

The jeans are a light-wash Lee's that I thrifted from my hometown. I am not wearing shoes since I will be inside, but in case I do need to go out, I will be rocking my blue and white Air Forces that I got custom-made." Auston tilted his head, not quite sure which ones you were talking about. You dipped out of camera and picked them up from underneath the island. You had commissioned casual shoes to wear for games and events from a guy you saw on tik tok. Auston had only seen them a handful of times.

"Ah, I forgot about those ones. Looking good."

"What are we working with?

"I ended up deciding on the tan one."

"Oh come on! I expect a presentation! Some Pizzazz please, Matthews!"

"Fine! God! The jacket and trousers are the Lardini suit from Farfetch, shirt is from Men's Wearhouse, and the shoes are white Air Forces."

"That's better, we'll work on it."

He laughed, "are you watching the game tonight?"

"Do you listen to these presentations or do you just stare at my ass the whole time? A couple of the girls are coming over to watch, I got a whole spread, do you wanna see?"

"I would love to see the fruits of your labor, sweetheart."

You grabbed your phone from the island and stood up. Flipping the camera around, you walked around to the other side of the kitchen, "I wanted it to be mostly snack stuff, but I think Steph and Aryne will be here early, so I wanted actual food-food, but nothing too insane. We popped out with sliders- ham and cheese, and then I made a couple vegetarian ones. I also made a salad, nothing too insane, just Romane, crutons, cheese, and a vinnagrette that I made, and some chicken on the side that I chopped up."

"Oo bougie."

"I try, thank you. Next, we got a little grazing board thing. Most of this side is all white wine pairings and this side is red wine pairings, because I'm a good host who cares about her guests."

"Is that a dig?"

"Just a little. We got shrimp with cocktail sauce, and this is the spinach dip my mom used to make all the time."

"How long did it take you to prep the shrimp?" You turned the camera around to face you again.

"So long, you know I'm picky about them."

The door in Auston's room opened, "hey man, you ready to go?"

"Yeah, give me one second," He sighed, "alright, sweetheart, I gotta go. I'll talk to you after the game?"

"Go win a series for me."

"I'll try, let me know how your food goes over."

"I will, I love you."

"I love you more."

"That's impossible."

-💍

I'm clearing out the notes app. Can y'all tell? This one's short and sweet, though

#auston matthews #auston matthews x reader #auston matthews imagine #toronto maple leafs #NHL

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wolfytoothy · 6 months

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Crush, Crush,crush. Pt2.

It's been an other good 7 month. And you and Miles have been stuck together like glue.

You were in your dorm just vibin, just washing the dishes while watching TV till there was a knock at the door. You jumped up slightly and quickly looked at your self in the mirror, just to make sure you had a bra on. All you had on was a tank top and sweat pants. Not to much.You opened the door and your face immediately brightened.

"Miles" you smiled as you hugged him. "Hey".You pulled away and realized gagke was behind him. "Oh, hey G" you greeted,stepping out of the way to let them in. You closed the door behind you and clasped your hands. The two taller male looked around a bit. While you started the dishes. "Why yall acting like yall never seen our dorm before. Take off your shoes" You murrmerd the last part as your eyes lingered on Miles.

"Hey uh, weres J.B. I need to speak with about something" Gagke asked nervously, as he help a box in his hand. I small smirk carved into your face as you spotted it. "She's in her room, but becareful Duante in there wit her" you warned. The tall again male nodded and entired the room. As soon as the door closed both you and Miles smirked. You turned off the water and dried your hands. "Lemme guess that box on his hand if for nikkie huh" you started."Mhm. He woke me up just to go to some stores." He shook his head and placed a big bag infront of you. "Took that man hours to find 'the perfect, right,gift', but it's what ever. But since I was there I got some stuff for you" he said pushing the bag closer.You perked up at that and a smile immediately laminated your face.

The same smile Miles always craved to see. You gasped as you pulled out a big fluffy cow that was almostthe side of your torso."Aww, it's so fluffy" you squealed. You hugged miles and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you miles" you thanked."Your well come ma. Knew you like it. " he said. You went off somewhere to put the plush up. Miles took this opportunity to look around a bit before he was ushered into your room. And you guys were just chatting....laughed, and laughed, gossip, made a secret tik tok...chatted, laughed... till it all happened.

"Then I remembered... that's not my problem" you laughed. Making him laugh. "You are something else," he replied."Woooow, that's the most iv seen you laugh, and the most you've ever socialized, new record, so proud of you" You teased

"Shut up. I'll take my gift right back"

"Hey, leave my new baby out of this," You two laughed for a bit, till silence filled the are, but a different silence. You guys stared at eachother. You bopped his nose making him jump up a bit. You gave him a soft smile and got up from your bed.

"Why are you really here morales" you asked as you started doing your Landry that was on the floor. You picked up a ball and threw it at him. Which he caught swiftly."Huh" he said slightly caught off gaurd.

"You heard me I know you got better shit to to, other then see me" you grined.With your back turned you were completely unaware of the small blush on his face."Uh. No reason" he lied. Scratching the back of his neck.

Earlier that day, with Miles:

He couldn't stop thinking about you, his mind was filled with you, 24/7. It distracted him from his school work, and while he was on the job.While he was on patrol he could have sworn he saw you. He could have sworn he heard your voice, Your laugh. But he was just tripin.So he desided to check on you.

Just in case.

He was perched on building, as he spotted you with J.B. exciting a store. Laughing, and enjoying your time.He snapped out of it when the timer ran out. Indicating it was time to go home. By the time he got over to his uncles place he was stumped. He plopped on the couch and groaned.

He was gonna text you but he didn’t know what to say. So he just left it alone. You were all he could think about. It was driving him crazy.Aaron notice this and sat next to his distressed nephew. "What's wrong wit you. You've been distracted all week man" Aaron claimed.

"Yea,yea, I know," the hazel eyed man huffed.Aaron gave him a look then smirked. "Who is she?" He asked."What?"

"Who is she? What her name" he pressed on. Miles rolled his eyes and tried to shut it down. "It's no one unc," Miles murmured. As he turned over.Aaron stared at the back of his nephews head, but his attention was brought to his phone.

Aaron picked up miles phone and unlocked it.Scrolling threw the contract he found a one that looked unfamiliar. He immediately knew it had to be her. He clicked of the contacts picture and chuckled as saw the profile picture.It was of him and you.

You taking the picture and Him having his slightly annoyed face on while you squished his cheeks smiling brightly.

"What are you chuckling bout" miles asked skeptical not noticing it was HIS phone he had in his hands."You say there's no girl, but who's 'N/n' " Aaron asked smirking at his nephew.Mike's immediately snatched his phone back and closed.

"Gimme my shit. So damn noise," the younger male complained as he Grambled something under his breath." Hey, Don't be salty. Is my nephew holding back on me. You never told me you got a girl. Whos the chick"

"She's not my girl. She's just a friend. Her name is y/n, she has a crush on me and I have a crush on her. Happy" Miles exclaimed.

"Mmm, so when are you gonna tell her."

"Uh, never, she proly lost interest in me"

"Miles if you don't go up to her and ask her out. I would like to meet her personally she looks nice"

"I'm not doing that"

"But you love her"

"...yea"

"Then she head over hills for you"

Also earlier that day:

Miles dosn't know how he ended up here, but he found him self knocking on the door of your bestfriend. J.B. the love matcher... also the one least likely to fight him if he said he's in love with you."Oh, sup Miles" J.B. greeted. "Hey, is y/n here" he asked Cautiously looking around the dorm

. "No, but Duante is. Come" you moved out of the way and went into the kitchen, making a juice. "Sup" Duante greeted when he saw miles. Miles nodded his head in response. "So why are you here" she asked.

"Cuz your y/n's bestfriend. Also your the most calm, rash, and the most chill and mature person. Also your the least likely to beat my ass if I tell you this" miles bargain.

J.B. looked him up and down then grinned a bit. "Person that knows what he's dealing with, I like that.Go on" she requested. "I might start dating y/n. But I don't know how to ask," he began. "Come on, you guys spend ever waking second of the day together. She's literally the only person your not mean to, orrr mean mug. You smile when she just exist around you, she's the only person that got you to take pictures with, and make tik toks with. Honestly it's about time" she announced.

"Well that's all true"

"Exactly, and this is what you struggle with. You have nothing to worry bout. Just us your charm, your voice and... us your loving eyes"

"J.B. I don't have resting loving.... bitch eyes like you."

"Mmm, yea you do, all tho yours is more, killer, boring eyes, cold eyes."

"Exactly, I while yours is resting loving? Bitch.... seriously I sometimes feel you hate me with a burning passion when you look at me but I can't tell if your flirting with me either," Miles mentioned.

"Yea I get that a lot. But trust you got this miles. She'll say yes to you any day..." J.B. claimed.

"But trust if you fucking hurt my baby I will fucking come after you and your family in there fucking sleep. I may seem non threatening but trust I am the most dangerous out of all these bitches in the fucking friend group. I will gut you from the inside out boy, I am not fucking playing. Now go and confess your feelings to my baby"

Back to now:

Miles sat on the bed as he watched you menuver around the room. He got distracted as his eyes landed on your figure. You felt a pair of eyes burning the back of your neck and turned around. Only to see Miles eyes staring back at you.

You blushed slightly and looked anywhere else but him. If you even try to look at mans for more then 5 seconds your afraid your actions will no longer be in your control."Wa-what" you asked stepping a bit closer. "Your still wereing the necklace I gave you" he pointed out. You smiles sheepishly and rolled your eyes. "Well I like it, so I were it all the time" you smiled. He's eyes trailed down till he spotted your bandaged hand.

"What happened to your hand" he asked as he reached out and grabbed your wrist. Forcing you to sit down next to him."I just cut my hand, hurt like a bitch but I handled it like a bad bitch" you smiled. "Mmm" was his only response as he unwrapped the bandages. You watched him undo the whole thing gingerly, till he saw the big healing cut on your hand. His skin was so soft. Your skin was soft. You enjoyed with miles started playing with them. "Why are you so clumsy" he finally said. "Hey I'm not clumsy, it's not my fault the knife started dangerously coming after my hand." You defended.

Miles took your other hand and compared then to him. He looked up at you to see you were most definitely avoiding eye contact."¿Qué pasa princesa?" (Whats wrong princess) he asked. 'I know this man did not just pull the Spanish card in me' you thought, as you were giggling, twirling your hair, kicking your feet in the back of your mind. "oh no hay razón," (oh no reason) you replied.All you could think about was if he just kissed you.

Pulled you in by the waist, cupped your cheeks, geab your ass, take you out for dinner, lunch and breakfast, and make you his... but those were just your fantasies.

Miles tilted his head trying to catch your eyes. "Qué tienes en mente ma~" (Whats on your mind ma~). He asked. Miles grabbed your chin gently to redirect your attention to him. You looked into miles eyes deeply. He pulled you in close making your heart race. One of your hands intertwined together while his hand rested on your chin. You instinctively leaned in closer and cupped his cheek with your free hand. The next thing you know, both yalls lips were connected. But lord did you enjoy this moment, you both craved eachother. He grabbed you by the hips pulling you onto his lap while he was still kissing you. Your arms wrapped his neck, his arms wrapped around your waist. Both kissing eachother passionately till you had to come up for air.You both stared into eachothers eyes. Smiling.

"Took you long enough" you said. He kissed his teeth and threw you on the bed. Earning a yelp from you. "You have no idea" he said. "What are you doing?" You asked when you felt your bed dip."Scotch over I'm sleeping here tonight"

"I mean not that im complaining but Nigga you got your own bed"

"But your body more comfortable, shut up" you tenced up when he layed his head on your chest. You sighed heavily and patted his head. "Can I atleast put my bonnet on-", "no, go to sleep" he immediately said.

The next day:

It was the next day and you were smiling like a damn fool. Well you smiled everyday but this smile was more goofy. You were in class waiting for Miles- I mean your friend, you were so distracted that you didn't realize you were drawing this man on every cerface on your school book." Wow that's a cool drawing" a voice said. You jumped up and shut your book immediately "fuck". A fit of laughter escaped from J.B.'s lips. "Relaxe girl, it's just me" J.B. reassured. You tried to hide your blush but missably failed.

"Well good morning to you to J.B." you greeted as you put the book back in your bag. "So, you dating miles yet" she asked. "No, yes... I don't know." You stammered. "damn, ashame, cuz you need to hurry your ass up. My ship needs to sell" J.B. said disappointed."Well I need my ship to sell before I deside to take matters into my own hands" you said referring to J.B. and Duante's relationships.

"No, what we really need to work on is Nikkie and Ganke-" your attention was redirected when you felt a fimillier presence enter the room.It was Miles. "Shut the hell up he just walked in" you said as you watched miles every move. "Girl your staring to hard" J.B. warned.

Miles sat down next to you as usual and stared back at you than at J.B. "sup J.B" he greet. J.B. bowed her head in response and started talking to Duante.You smiled like a goof ball as you started to reorganize your desk for the 5th time, trying to avoid even looking at miles. As you knew he was already looking at you.

Miles looked at you with amusement, your clear skin, your e/c eyes, your flushed cheeks and your smile. "Soooo, you just gonna ignore me" miles spoke as he slumped back in hus chair still staring at you. "I- no." You stammered. Miles sat up straight and grabbed your face gently. "You can't hide forever. " he teased. In response your leaned away and grabbed his wrist giggling. "Boy, im not hidden, what you on bout bud" you said.

"Bud?... so we not gonna talk about the kiss, dosn't that mean we're dating now?, or are we just 'friends' wit benefits"You stopped and thought for a while completely overwhelmed. "I uh- non of the above" you quickly said not thinking.

"Ooohhh, but aren't you the same one that said you'll *** ******,*** ****, * ****** ****. And even if I was thugging up in these streets you'd still date me" he exposed. You gasped softly as you finally looked at him.

"Hey man, I don't appreciate you exposing me" you said making him chuckle. Right as you two started play fighting the teacher walked in.But other then that. You two have been acting brand new all school day. Miles stayed extra close to you. Given you looks that gave you butterflies. Speaking to you in Spanish when you guys were in public. Just over all fulfilling your fantasies.

But you needed that break.

you were munching on that subway listening to some music. You really enjoyed today. Especially with miles. But you needed a break from being together with the boy and people saying ‘OHHHH W RIZZ' ' over and over again in the hallways. It was honestly getting on your nerves. So you were on the rooftop, trying to catch a break.

And calm down from the commets miles randomly dropping on you every once in a while. Making you flustered as ever. Everyone wondered where you would disappear to when it was lunch time. But you always told them you were just roaming, just for alone time. There was only one person who knew you were up there when you wanted to be alone…. So you had no idea how he hell Miles found you.

“So you uh, come up here a lot” a voice said from behind you, making you jump and rip your ear phones out. You trend around only for your eyes to lay upon miles. Miles smirked at you as he took a seat next to you. “Um yea” you say quietly. You were trying your hardest to avoid eye contact, cuz you really weren't in the mood for Miles dumb smirk, or his beautiful nice eyes, and his full lips. You loved him. And he loved you.

But you had it down bad so the messages and notes you had. Were DANDROUSE .

But we're not gonna unpack on that right now. But what we are gonna unpack is that kiss.

“Hi miles: you muttered avoiding eye contact as you took a bit of your subway. As you did you could feel man's gaze not leaving you.

(W LIGHT SKIN- lemme stop)

Heat rises to your cheeks as you looked away. “Wow, this is a nice floor” you mumbled, patting the ground beneath you. “n/n.. n/n”. The man with cornrows called out to you, making you swallow your food hard. “H-ey bud” you say slowly. “How you been” you greeted.“Why are you acting brand new?” he said, scooting closer to you. “What?i have no idea what you talkin’ bout” you lied as you took the few last bits on your food. You finished your food. And took a nice big gulp of your sprite. “ mami~” Miles said, tapping your cheek. Choking on your sprite you pushed his hand away. “Ma~” he called out again, flicking your cheek. “Stop” you giggled. “Why won’t you look at me?” he asked. “Because” you shrugged. “ Why are you up here?” he asked. “To get some peace from your friends. Over here talking bout sum ‘W rizz’, and ’W mans’,it’s starting to get on my nerves” you said, mimicking some of his friends' voices. They made the man laugh at the fact you mimicked their voices. “And they are always pressing me, and asking if I’m dating you, like shut the hell up, it’s none of your damn business fuck off you fucking bitch' ' you snapped shaking your head.

“Like yo’,” you ajested yourself so you were face to face with him. “Tell your home boys to leave me alone before I decide to molly wop em” you warned. The man laughed again, leaning on you. “Okay” he said. “So, if we started dating will any one know?” he asked.You paused for a moment and thought about it.

“Well do you want people in your business” you retorted. “Nnoo, I’m so good off that”, “then there's your answer”. There was a long pause between the future couple. Miles rested his head on your shoulder as he looked out into New York city. You two weren’t really sure what to do from there. But you decided to be a little rebel today so you had the brilliant idea to skip class. “Wanna skip class,” you suggested.

The man sat up giving you and confused look. “Really, you wanna skip. The girl that has all A’s and hasn't missed a day in her single life no no reason, you of all people want to skip?” you playfully rolled your eyes and got up. “Hey I’m human to man” you say as an excuse shrugging your shoulders. “Plus, if we're gonna do this dating thing might as well hang out more” you shrugged again as you took your leave. But it took bub a while to process what you just said.

“Yea- wait what.N/n come back, what was that?!”

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Sorry for spelling errors. Or if shit somethings don't make since but I'm to lazy to read over it and fix it. So thats all you gang.

Anyways hop you enjoyed.

#miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles #e.42 miles

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teaffrogy · 8 months

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you definitely broke the character.ai filter. no clue how, but imma need to understand how

Okay! So I basically got help from a tik tok post also with some things that I discovered.

Okay, so basically, don't be explicit af(duh everyone knows). Use wattpad words.

Ex:

She moves her hand to grab his throbing cock as she looks up at him with loving eyes.

That more for Janitor Ai. Go something like this:

She moves her hand...there... as she looks up at him with loving eyes.

I also noticed that if I just put, "she gasps as she let's him continue." The word continue will sort of make the ai express itself more and actually break it bit by bit.

Also!! Make it pause. Like make some inconvenient stuff happen. Such as someone knocking on the door, or you hear steps and have to stop, and then continue it once that person leaves because it breaks it bit by bit :D and boom! It breaks!

Also, your words. I noticed that if I say "moan," it stops. Use other words like gasps, whines, whimpers, and such. Replace the words.

As for the Tik Tok, the user is @/wnderfleur. They have slides on how to break it and replace words and stuff. So check them out!

Also! It might not work for everyone. I just discovered this lol it has been working so far for me :)

That's it :D have fun with your ai ;)

Also, Peter is such a goof omg I love this ai sm

Here is the link!

#character ai #cai #peter b parker smut #atsv peter b parker #ai

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modelbus · 2 years

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CC!Tommy x Reader

Reader has a bad day and he's trying to cheer them up?

Romantic preferred

Gender neutral pronouns *fae/faer preferred but they/them is also fine-

-🌙anon

Fluff <3 I used they/them because I’m more familiar with those, but the part where they're used is brief, sorry!

Pairing: CC!Tommyinnit x Gn!Reader (romantic)

Sad Saturday

You know it'll be a bad day from the moment you wake up. The normally peaceful rain had somehow turned overwhelming overnight, a loud battering that occupied too much of your mind. After rolling out of bed, all you could do was drift on autopilot.

There wasn’t any good reason for the daze other than you were simply having a bad day. Hell, you hadn’t even checked Twitter yet!

You were probably meant to do something today, but the effort it took to check your phone calendar seemed ridiculous. In the end you’re glad you did, because you and Tommy had planned a stream together. After sending a message to him that’s probably more mistakes that actual words, you decide to at least try and be a little productive.

The best part about being a streamer meant that just going on Tik Tok was being productive, so that’s exactly what you do. You bundle yourself up in some blankets and start scrolling through Tik Tok.

Everything seems tasteless though, boring and bland. When it’s not it just seems pointed at you. As if your phone was trying to call you out, guilt you for not doing stuff. It isn’t long before you darken your screen with a fresh wave of unhappiness.

Between the unease stirring in your stomach, the unending exhaustion, and the general down feelings, you knew it was a lost cause trying to do anything. Knowing that didn’t help though, because you should be doing your job. It was a dream come true type of job, but it just felt like far too much today.

“Hello?”

Not having heard the door open, you jolt. You knew your boyfriend’s voice well enough not to think it was a stranger at least, even if he was being uncharacteristically quiet. Actually, wait. What was he doing here? Where you lived?

“Tommy?” You ask, mildly confused.

“Hey! Your text was more mess than words so I thought you were fucking kidnapped or something. Snatched!” He walks into your living room, barely pausing when he spots you on the couch in a blanket burrito. If it was a normal day you’d joke back, bounce off his energy. But you just couldn’t find it in you.

Tommy grins, all but collapsing onto the couch next to you. “Gimmie blankets.”

With a heavily exaggerated sigh, you include him in the burrito. He’s all physical affection and doesn’t hesitate to pull you even closer to him, to the point where you drop your head on his shoulder.

“What are we watching? Up? Princess and the Popstar? A movie with a dog in it?” Tommy doesn’t even give you the chance to respond, grabbing the remote and finding Lego Batman.

"Aren't you still streaming today?" You ask.

"Why would I want to stream when I can watch Lego Batman with you?" He asks like it's the most obvious thing in the world, even shaking his head as the opening scene plays.

Although it's obviously meant to be played off as casual, the words mean a lot to you. Especially on a rough day when you know you aren't yourself and not nearly as fun.

Within mere seconds you find yourself dozing off, comfortable and safe with him.

When you wake up, it's to voices. Multiple, although one is Tommy and the other is a bit grainier around the edges. Like a phone call.

"-wanted to make sure everything was fine." Wilbur is saying.

"I'm at their house right now. You're interrupting our together time, Wilbur. That's actually not very cool of you." Tommy answers.

"I was worried about you two! Clearly you're okay though. Are they?"

"Bad day, innit? We all get 'em."

Wilbur sighs. "Yeah. I'll go then."

"Yeah, as you fucking should."

"Jesus, you don't have to be so-"

Tommy taps the phone loudly, laughing to himself.

"Why'd you hang up in the middle of him talking?" You ask, yawning.

After a second you realize he's not next to you anymore. Instead, he's across the room.

"Deserved it. He bet me that I couldn't do a cartwheel! How dare he doubt my abilities?!"

That definitely wasn't what they were talking about, and Tommy definitely can't do a cartwheel, but you're too lost in the abrupt topic change to put either of those thoughts into words.

"What?"

"Watch." He says proudly, backing up. Hands raised in the air, he leans over and flops onto his face. "...ow. That didn't happen."

Unable to help yourself, you laugh. The frown he was wearing immediately turns into a smile.

"I ordered your favorite food on UberEats but it won't be here for another ten minutes."

"You didn't have to." You say quietly.

"What if Twitter found out I was being a bad boyfriend? What then? My reputation, gone."

"So this is all for Twitter?"

"Exactly!"

Was Tommy being a little weirder than normal? It almost seemed like he was, but there wasn't any good reason to it. Unless he was just trying to make you smile, which he was succeeding at.

Oh.

He was making your bad day a little better in the Tommyinnit way: love hidden in humor. His tactic was working, too, which was the most surprising part of it all.

"We should play a game while we wait or some shit. Wait! Let's play Uno! I've been studying the art of the Uno, Charlie's been teaching me!" He suddenly blurts out.

"You've been studying Uno?"

"I'm bilingual in card games."

"That's not how it works."

"Of course it is. Charlie Slimecicle would never lie to me."

"I feel like he might."

"I win. We're playing Uno." Tommy declares.

You aren't even sure you own Uno, but he disappears for a second and when he comes back it's with the game held in his hand. It takes a full five minutes just to shuffle the deck because he tried to make it rain money using the cards, but you get there eventually.

By the time the UberEats guy arrives (a full minute late, which Tommy makes a jokingly big deal of), you've won twice. The simplicity of the game, the joking attacks, the comebacks, and the revenge all work together to ease the tension left in you until you realize that the day's took a turn for the better.

Tommy always had that power in him. That ability to turn your day around, make it so much better. Despite how you didn't tell him why you opted out of the stream, he still showed up and stuck around and made you laugh.

"Finally, some fucking food." He groans, collapsing on the ground where you've been playing Uno. There's a table right there, but the ground is just so much better.

"Only took eleven minutes." You joke, reaching over to steal some of his food.

Instead of complaining, he gives you a huge grin. His next words are just a beat too late, hindered by the proud grin he's wearing, but neither of you mention it. "Exactly! Where's some good service when you need it?"

And, in a matter of hours, you realize it's no longer a bad day. Not anymore, at least. And it's all because of him.

#tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit #mcyt #dsmp #tommyinnit mcyt #tommyinit dsmp #mcyt imagine

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stormypasta88 · 10 months

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modern au byler on tik tok

it’s will’s account and he has quite a large following but he’s humble about it. mike doesn’t use tik tok, he doesn’t see the appeal

(mike doesn’t see the appeal of social media period but he has it anyway bc will asked him to and he’s whipped)

will posts his art a lot, sometimes does a goofy little dance but his fans absolutely adore when he posts content with mike.

sometimes they’ll attempt a trending dance (it’s a shitshow but that’s what makes it funny) sometimes will has mike try random challenges and stuff

“making my boyfriend try to figure out what i fed him blindfolded”

“mike tries to replicate one of my paintings”

“boyfriends switch clothing styles for a day!”

cute shit like that

one day will was scrolling through tik tok and saw that old filter and called over mike to try it with him. he sets up the filter and then he and mike close their eyes to start recording.

W: “okay three, two, one. open”

mike and will are greeted with the sight of them with wrinkles and gray hair and mike immediately bursts into tears and then falls onto the floors and curls into fetal position. will (in shock) stops recording and goes to check on him when he realized what’s going on.

W: babe what happened, why are you on the floor?

M: we look so good old together *sobs*

W: what???

M: i wanna grow old and wrinkly with you *cries harder with indistinguishable words*

later after mike calms down and will laughs so hard his stomach hurts, will posts the video and it goes viral.

will’s comment section is full of “brb sending this to him”, “when will it be my turn”, “that’s so cute im afgyhu”, and the like.

they get a few hate comments but will’s small yet established fanbase gets to them before will even sees it.

mike’s featured in a lot more of will’s tik toks after that

#i didnt know how to end it lmao im sorry #byler #byler is real #mike wheeler #will byers #william byers #michael wheeler #mike is whipped #byler is endgame #modern au #tik tok #stranger things #established byler #to byler and beyond #stormypasta88

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cy-cyborg · 7 months

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I'm seeing a lot of people here and on other platforms getting angry at people who have come from Tik Tok (and youtube to a lesser extent) who refuse to say words like death, racism and anything relating to heavy topics. Sometimes they won't even say the names of minorities either.

Any I get why this is frustrating and just not a good practice. The people criticising these folks are absolutely right, we need to get comfortable saying these words and discussing these topics. Not to mention the fact that self-censorship can cause issues for people who are legitimatly triggered by those topics (e.g. due to trauma), But as someone who spent a lot of time on Tik Tok and youtube before coming here, I think there's some vital context missing here.

I'd say a good 75% of the people on tik tok, and by extention, people who have moved elsewhere from Tik Tok, using words like "unalive," "r#pe," "sewerslide" or whatever else aren't using it because they're uncomfortable with the topic. In fact, it's quite the opposite. They want to talk about it, but Tik Tok's content moderation is so wildly strict that they can't. Even saying the words would get you flagged by the algorithm, ESPECIALLY if you had captions enabled or the actual word written in text from the in-app editor. This was especially true for people from minorities trying to talk about issues affecting their community or even just themselves (hence the hesitation to even say the minorities name sometimes).

This isn't just some conspiracy theory either. Tik Tok staff admitted to doing this intentionally on several occasions as a way to "keep the peace". I remeber when I first joined, it came out that they intentionally limited views on videos of visibly disabled people, both to prevent bullying but also because "some users find that content disturbung." I couldn't even show my stumps in videos without my videos getting stuck on 0 views at best or account warnings for "inappropriate content" at worst. I got DMs from several people after my video about disability pride month in July asking why their comments wishing me a happy disability pride month got removed, when I went into check the filtered comments, they'd all been hidden for "bullying". The same thing was happening with people commenting and saying the word "autism." And that's just the disabled community. I know similar stuff was happening in other communities too.

Most of the time, you had to speak in coded language to get your point out there. It's not that they're uncomfortable with it, it's because the videos would be dead in the water if they didn't. Getting the message out using these "toned down" replacements was better than not getting it out at all.

"OK, but this isnt tik tok, they shouldn't do that here" yeah, I agree, but for a lot of kids, Tik Tok was their first real experiance with social media, it makes sense that they're going to assume other platforms will be the same. YouTube is just as bad, if not worse, in some respects. Tumblr even has its fair share of censorship issues, too (e.g. queer people's posts being flagged as mature for seemingly no reason). It's not a stretch to make the assumption they'd need to continue the practice of self-censorship here, too.

This isn't to say that NO ONE is using the censored words to avoid hard topics/because it makes them uncomfy, but in my experiance, those people assume this is the best thing to do because everyone else was using it. They don't stop to ask why. They just repeat it, which in turn contributes to making them umcomfey with the real word.

I'm not saying don't pick people up on this stuff. We NEED those words, and we need to be more comfortable with them so stuff like the above situation doesn't happen and become a self-perpetuating cycle. But it started from a real, genuine need to censor ourselves to even get the message out, and I think it's important to keep that in mind. It's not just kids being "too sensitive."

#censorship #self censorship #social media #tumblr #tik tok #online #internet #internet discourse

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