#happy non Australian birthday

[venusacrossthestars]

I <3 Australians

pairing- Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

summary: You had an obsession with Australians, your boyfriend and love for the Australian band 5 Seconds of Summer proved as much. So what better way to show your girlfriend you love her than take her to see her other fave Australians?

wc- 2.4k

a/n- HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML OSCAR PIASTRI this is the self-indulgent fic I have been talking about. I am a 5SOS stan and idc if this flops or not because I truly only wrote this for me. also this isn't edited bc I could not be bothered to do so

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You had a thing for Australians, your boyfriend was proof of that. But even before you met Oscar, you had been a fan of the Australian band- 5 Seconds of Summer. While other girls were in their One Direction phase, you were busy fawning over the 4 Australians. You were one of lucky few that were able to see both when 5SOS opened for One Direction. You were a stan, all of your family and friends knew it. But most importantly Oscar knew it as well. 

He was familiar with the band, they were after all from the same country. He became even more familiar with them after the two of you got to together. Anytime he picked you up and graced you with the aux cord, chances were that 5 Seconds of Summer was blasting through the speakers. Oscar didn’t mind, the music was half bad either, not that he would ever say anything negative about it to you. 

So when he saw that tickets were on sale for there newest tour and that one of the UK dates just happened to line up with a non-race weekend, he was quick to purchase tickets. The hardest part of this whole ordeal was keeping it quiet from you. Which is exactly why Oscar only lasted 24 hours before spilling the beans. 

Today was Oscar and yours designated ‘lazy day’, no responsibilities, no worries, a day filled with absolutely nothing. Oscar had gone into your shared office about 20 minutes ago, what he was doing, you had no clue and frankly you were too busy watching Bones to really care. 

You watch as Oscar appears from his office, hands behind his back hiding something from your view, “I have a surprise for you. Close your eyes.” 

You quirk an eyebrow at Oscar’s sudden exclamation. “Should I be scared?” You ask, as you sit up on the couch.

“No. Just close your eyes.” 

You do as he ask, trusting him fully. You feel him place something in your lap, however, it was too light to for you to fully make out what it was. 

“Ok, you can open them.” 

As you open your eyes you look down at your lap. You weren’t sure what to expect but it surely wasn’t a folded piece of paper. “A piece of paper?” 

Oscar rolls his eyes at your comment, “Look what’s written on it.” 

You unfold the paper and it takes a few seconds for to comprehend what is on it. You look at Oscar then back down at the paper, back to Oscar, back to the piece of paper and finally back to Oscar. “You didn’t,” is all you can say. 

“I did.” 

“Oscar this isn’t funny. I swear to God if you are joking  you are sleeping on this couch.” On that little folded piece of paper is written confirmation for 2 VIP pit tickets for the 5 Seconds of Summer Show. 

“Surprise!” Oscar shouts, face scrunched up from smiling so hard. 

You launch yourself from the couch and into his awaiting arms. You pepper his face with kisses. “Thank you- Thank you-Thank you. You are literally the best boyfriend ever.” 

“You don’t need to thank me baby. I know how much you love them.” 

Your smile widens into a grin. You reach up to pinch his cheeks, “Don’t worry you’ll always be my favorite Australian.” 

“I better be.” 

The weeks leading up to the concert were difficult for you. You were torn in between wanting to know the setlist and not. You had done your best to stay in the dark with majority of the songs you did however know one thing they were going to be doing. 

“Osc, they throw a giant inflatable dice into the crowd and whatever song it lands on when it’s back up on stage is the surprise song they play!” 

Oscar shoots you a confused look. The two of you were on your way to the venue and you couldn’t stop talking off Oscar’s poor ear about the concert. You tired to reel in your excitement and everytime you apologized for being so excited, Oscar, like the good boyfriend he is, would tell you not to worry and that he loved seeing you so excited. 

“And,” you begin again, “one of my favorite songs is on the dice!” 

“Which one?” 

“English Love Affair!” 

Oscar nods, “Isn’t that the one about Harry Styles’ sister?” 

“Yes! I can’t believe you remembered.” 

“See I know a thing or two.” 

“So proud of you baby,” you lean over and press a kiss to his cheek. 

You managed to convince Oscar to dress the part of 2014 grunge 5SOS, not that it was a challenge considering majority of pants this man owned were skinny jeans. You had your own get-up, black skinny jeans (that you had to dig out for your side of the closet), black converse, a white baby tee with a graphic that read ‘I <3 Australians’ and a red flannel tied around your waist. Adorning your wrist were the multiple friendship bracelets you had made. 

You could only be described as Wattpad Y/N. When Oscar had seen your shirt he had raised a questioning brow and had asked “I hope that shirt only means me.” 

After going through security you and Oscar were officially in the venue. Oscar was in search of something to eat and you were on the hunt for the merch stand. 

“What do you want to eat?” Oscar asks you as you stand in concession line. 

“Hmmm,” you take a peek at the menu, “I’ll have a pretzel.” 

Oscar, ever the gentleman, pay for both of your snacks and drinks. You barely have your food in hand before you are dragging Oscar to the merch stand. 

The line was long enough that the two of you could eat and silently debate with yourself what you wanted to get. 

Oscar leans his head on your shoulder, “You have to get the papaya hoodie.” 

You roll your eyes, “You’re so pretentious, it’s literally orange.” 

“Still you look good in orange.” 

“I better considering I wear it nearly every weekend.” 

While in line you chat with a few other fans, exchanging bracelets, predictions and hopes of what the dice song will be. You are interrupted by the feeling of eyes on you and Oscar, you glance over your shoulder to see a group of girls huddled in a circle. One of them is pointing to Oscar and yourself. 

You eventually get your merch, Oscar insisting on getting the ‘papaya’ hoodie for you. As the two of you were walking to the wristband station, you one of the girls from the group from earlier approaching. 

“Excuse me,” one of them asks timidly, “you’re Oscar Piastri, right?” 

Oscar nods his head, “That’s me.” 

“Okay, that’s what my friend thought,” she points over to where her other friends are standing, all now much more interested in their shoes, “I’m really sorry to interrupt your date but I wanted to ask if it’s okay if we could take a picture with you.” 

Oscar looks at you and you nod your head. He knows he doesn’t need permission, but today was supposed to be a day for the two you. “Sure, we can take some pictures.” 

After your run in with Oscar’s fans the rest of night moves in a blur and before you know it the lights dim and the crowd starts to grow crazier, yourself included. 

You grab Oscars arm, “It’s starting oh my god, oh my god.” 

Oscar rubs your hair, “Are you excited?” 

“Is the sky blue?” 

The overtune starts and you can see Ashton, Micheal, Luke, and Calum take their places on stage. The familiar instrumental beginning of ‘Bad Omens’ fills your ears and you can hardly contain your scream. 

Oscar watches in adoration as you sing along, knowing every word. He can’t help but join in. You might’ve not known the setlist, but Oscar did. He added it to his Spotify the night he bough tickets and listened to it when he could. He wanted to make sure that he could sing along with you. 

The first 3 songs pass in a blur- Bad Omens, 2011, Caramel- and not knowing the setlist proved to be the right choice on your part because when Blender starts you nearly make Oscar deaf with your scream. 

“I’d die for you, I’d die for you, I’d die for you,” you sing looking Oscar directly in the eye. He only shakes his head at you antics. You bop and dance around to the chorus, grabbing Oscar to join in on your chaos and by the second verse he is fully dancing along with you. 

Everyone is bumping into each other having a blast, personal space be damned. You were to high on life to care about the repercussion that you would be facing tomorrow-bruised feet and a sore throat. 

More songs play and the boys interact with fans, your screaming and hollering along with them. Oscar’s face lights up at the beginning of ‘She’s Kinda Hot’ and he turns to you with a grin on his face, “I know this one!” 

“My girlfriends bitchin’ cause I always sleep in. She’s always screaming when she’s callin’ her friend. She’s kinda hot though!” Oscar sings along, wiggling his eyebrows at you when he sings the last line. 

Rolling your eyes you give him a light shove away from you. You take a moment to admire Oscar, thankfully that you have a loving boyfriend that would take you to see your other favorite Australians. 

The mood takes a 180 when the chords of ‘Amnesia’ fill the venue. You can’t help the tears that line your eyes and the shakiness of your voice when you sing along. Oscar looks at you, concern etched on his face, you wave him off. It was just a sad song, that’s all. 

The lights dim and on the big screen you see Ashton, Luke, Micheal and Calum in there suit get up. You know what time it was- Dice time. They explain the rules, if the dice isn’t back on stage within a minute then they’ll be picking the song instead. 

Luke hurls the dice into the crowd and the timer begins. Hands are flying up as the dice moves across the pit, you and Oscar watch and before you know it the dice is coming towards the two of you. You stand on your tippy toes to help Oscar, and the other around you, push it back towards the stage. 

“That was strangely horrifying,” Oscar tells you. 

“Not something I would want to see coming towards me again.” 

The dice lands on stage and you have both your fingers crossed, praying that it’s English Love Affair. You look at the screen to see the graphic stop on English Love Affair, and the noise that escapes you is hardly human. All Oscar can do it laugh at your reaction. 

Just like with the rest of the songs, you sing along, there is however a little more passion when you sing along to this one. “The picture burning in my brain, kissing in the rain. No, I can't forget my English love affair.” 

Oscar wraps his arms around your middle and rest his head on your shoulder, he still couldn’t believe that this song was about Harry Styles’ sister. Oscar may not admit it but every time you told him about any celebrity tea, he always listened. And granted this was old news, but it was new to him the first time he heard this song. 

You were panting at the end of the song. “Having fun babe?” You ask Oscar, hoping that your little performance didn’t scare him off. 

“I am. I thought you had some performances in the car, but those are nothing compared to what I just watched.” 

Before you know it, ‘She Looks So Perfect’ is playing, signaling that the end of the concert is near. You know that the post concert depression would be hitting extra hard the next morning. As the final chord plays and the boys bow off stage you turn to Oscar, asking him if he is ready to go. 

“There are two more songs left, for the encore.” He tells you, still planted in his spot. 

You shoot him a look, “How do you know that?” 

You watch as Oscar’s cheeks grow red, “I might’ve learned the setlist so I could sing along with you. And trust me, you don’t want to miss these ones.” 

You knew that they would probably come back out to play ‘Youngblood’ it was their most popular song, however you weren’t sure why Oscar was so insistent that you wanted to hear the other one. 

So when they came back on stage and the familiar ‘Oh-whoa’s’ graced your ears you nearly burst into tear. You weren’t expecting to hear ‘Outer Space’ live, ever. You had made peace with this fact so you really couldn’t help it when tears started streaming down your face. 

Oscar knew of your history with the Sounds Good Feels Good album, that was an album that you related to so closely, he also knew how much Outer Space/Carry on meant to you. 

Oscars hand, now wrapped around your shoulders, brought you closer into his chest as you sang along, softer than you had been singing the entire night, “ I will wait for you, to love me again… I guess I was running, from something. I was running back to you.” 

Oscar leans his head in closer and presses a soft kiss into your cheek. Oscar reaches into his back pocket and hands you his phone, flashlight already on, so you could join in with everyone else. 

“The darkest night never felt so bright with you by my side,” Oscar sings along. And while you couldn’t see him, you knew that he was looking at you with nothing but love his eyes. 

The two of you sway in each others embrace, singing along to the ending- 

Nothing like the rain, nothing like the rain

When you're in outer space, when you're in outer space

Nothing like the rain,  nothing like the rain 

When you're in outer space , when you're in outer space 

Love me like you did, love me like you did

I'll give you anything, I'll give you anything 

Love me like you did, love me like you did

I'll give you anything, I'll give you anything

You turn in Oscars arms, you bring your hands up to cup his face and pull him in for a sweet kiss. It wasn’t the most romantic kiss the two of you have shares, you were both sweaty, tired, you definitely had tears running down your face, and there was probably some snot in the mix. It might’ve not been the most romantic, but it was something so personal and that’s all that you needed.

a/n: also as I said this was extremely self-indulgent and ik you can def tell. but in all seriousness 5SOS is my favorite band and their album- Sounds Good Feels Good is the album to listen to if you need to get some feels out. I cry every time I listen to Outer Space/Carry on.

I was lucky enough to see them last year at the '5 Seconds of Summer Show' and hearing Outer Space live was an out of body experience. If you ever need some song recommendations for a certain mood, they have a song for nearly everything.

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[bellewintersroe]

Daniel Ricciardo x HornerDaughter! Reader Smut

I had to write a part 2 to this, how could I not, especially with the news of Daniels return to F1 I am SO excited. She hears the news of Daniels return to the F1 grid, and decides to congratulate him in more way that one…

Smut 18+ below the cut, sexting, graphic details of masturbation and Daniels inner monologue !panicking!

“Congratulations, Daniel.” She giggled when the elated Australian went around the group, sharing several hugs and kisses on the cheek to celebrate his full return to the grid with AlphaTauri. Daniels lips stretched into an even wider smile when he saw the petite girl standing ahead of him. “Thank you.” He exhaled, moving in for a hug. The last time they touched was two days ago, in the changing room where the pair had sex.

The butterflies when they touched was a mutual feeling, and when she offered him a small smirk, Daniel was worried he’d get hard. His hand pressed to the small of her back, his warmth engulfing her as the two shared a quick hug.

“I’m so happy for you.” He gulped as her hand slid down his clothed back. Daniel felt weak under her touch, like he would implode, when she was around the guilt was non existent, however when the next person to congratulate him was her father- Daniel was red in the face from their dirty, little secret.

She watched him, glancing back to her every now and then, his cheeks pricking with a pink colour. Maybe that could be down to the whole excitement of the day, but deep down y/n knew exactly what the cause was. Later that evening, Daniel was alone in his apartment. The excitement from the day had tired him out, and it was nearing 1AM, and he was still awake. The glow from the TV was the only thing distracting him as he watched it absentmindedly. A blonde girl came on the TV, and somehow, that was the thing that caused y/n to pop into his mind. How beautiful she looked today, how her eyes glowed when she told him how happy she was for him. Danny let out a groan, rubbing his face. No, no, no. It was so wrong but it felt so right.

The thought of her hands wrapped around his hard cock, the way she moaned like some kinda fucking Angel. Daniel was hooked, the idea of her perfect tits and all the things he wanted to do with them- how he could stare at her beauty all day long. He sighed, feeling the guilt bubble up as he unlocked his phone, going onto her Instagram. She was so radiant, so youthful and full of life- such a happy girl, Daniel immediately locked his phone and tried to rid the sinful thoughts from his mind. Ten minutes passed and with no avail, Daniel was now in an even worse situation, his dick hard and poking against the waistband of his pants. “Fuck.” He cursed, glancing down to his throbbing member. Why now? Why couldn’t he just go to sleep? This obsession would only get the both of them into trouble. Daniel curled his toes as he adjusted himself in his pants, the slight movement grazing over his sensitive head.

Swiping back onto his phone, he clicked on her contact, staring longingly at their last texts. Nothing bad, just her wishing him a happy birthday, and he thanked her in return. His thumb grazed over to her picture, one of her smiling shyly as he playfully snapped a picture when he got her details. She looked a breath taking level of beautiful, so much so it hurt Daniel, his cock tensing as he let out an inward moan. Nobody would know… nobody would know if he just relieved himself… his hand wandered down to his cock, squeezing as a small sense of relief washed through him. The first feelings of guilt were clouded by the horny Australian as he rubbed himself through his tight underwear. A slight damp patch where he’d been leaking pre-cum dampened the black material and he inwardly moaned again remembering how she licked and sucked it off him. Her warm fucking mouth wrapped around him… pretty, glossy lips coated in spit and pre-cum, Daniel remembered it all too vividly and that was enough for him to start pumping himself through his boxers. He closed his eyes, remembering the pretty moans and gasps of his names. He wanted her below him more than anything. God, he was desperate.

An accidental click of the keyboard made Daniel give up and punch out a message.

Are you awake?

He was nervous when the message sent, the only comfort being that she was probably asleep and Daniel could play the message off in the morning as nothing. The other half of Daniel was mentally praying that she was awake, even one simple reply would leave him a happy man. The secrecy and dark of the night added an extra blanket of covertness to their love affair, Daniel felt semi-safe, and any guilt he had was long gone. Aroused from her lazy state, the harsh buzz and notification of y/n’s phone caused her to jump, startled. She took a deep breath, waking up from her half conscious state and grabbing her phone from the bed side cabinet. It was 2AM, and a text from Daniel lit up her phone. If she wasn’t fully awake before, she definitely was now.

Her fingers lingered over the key pad, typing back her response in confusion. Yeah, I am, why?

Are you ok?

Laying back down, she kept her phone in her hands, swiping off the chat when Daniel read the text almost instantly. His hand slipped off his bulge, lingering his thumbs over the keypad. “Alright, alright…” He whispered to himself, feeling his heart racing a million miles an hour. Should he be straight forwards? Or hint? Daniel didn’t want to creep her out. I’m okay

He sent back first of all, questioning what the hell to say next. I hope I didn’t wake you, I just wanted to talk to you

He was surprised to see her texting back immediately, questioning if she’d understand what he was about to infer.

It’s okay I was awake, what’s up? “Fuck it.” Daniel cursed, bucking his hips slightly, frustrated from the loss of contact as he punched out his message. I can’t stop thinking about you can’t stop thinking about the other day She felt her lips curl in an amused smile. He wanted to ‘talk’ did he? She saw right through him immediately. Why else would somebody be messaging at 2am? She would continue to tease him for the next few minutes, playing at a little game that drove Daniel crazy. Oh yeah? What about it exactly?

you know what

Tell me daniel, I wanna hear it

The way you got down on your knees for me, how fucking good you looked when I fucked you, I need it again She was momentarily stunned at his words, reading it over and over again as his words went straight down to her pussy. Her fingers rubbed over the clothed slit, teasing to delay the sexual gratification for as long as possible.

you can have me anytime you want, you know you can fuck I need you now though Daniel groaned at her words, hand sliding under his boxers now as his warm hand curled around his cock. It felt nothing like her hand, how big he felt when she held him. He started pumping a steady rhythm, hoping she was doing the same. Obviously, she was. Her hand moved back up to text him again.

Prove it It had been a long time since Daniel had sexted. Truthfully, he never did it that often, but the rush it gave him was unlike nothing else. It built a desire deep within him, burning a fire in his lower abdomen as he stared back to the text, halting his movements. He for some reason felt shy, the thought of sending her a video made him oddly nervous, even if she’d seen it all before.

She sat in bed, waiting patiently for his response, it seemed to take him a few moments, and for a couple seconds she wasn’t sure if he’d actually ‘prove it’. When a video did send through minutes later, her eyes widened in excitement.

The video was around 10 seconds long, he stroked his cock up and down, filming with the flash on, she could see absolutely everything she wanted, the way his legs jolted slightly, and when she turned the volume up she almost moaned hearing his heavy breaths whenever he tugged on his cock.

your turn - he’d sent a message with the video, she went back one more time, her fingers dancing over her nipple and down into her underwear with a slight hum. She began following his pace, not too slow but not too fast, leaning back against the bed with a sigh as she listened to Daniel pleasuring himself.

What followed was then a video angled to show her breasts, stopping just below where her fingers had dipped down into her underwear. She licked her fingers before trailing them over her sensitive nipples, pinching and letting out a sigh before her fingers disappeared out of camera view. Daniels hand worked harder, fist tightening around his phone as he typed back with one hand.

You can’t tease me like that not now

The two of them continued sending explicit videos and graphic texts back to one another, she’d never admit to it, but he made her cum wayyy too quickly. Daniels eyes were glued to his phone screen at the video of her spreading her legs, pussy on show as she teased the sensitive clit, her wetness apparent from the lewd noises. His fist automatically worked faster, harder, moaning her name as he grunted with each thrust. His hips were bouncing up to meet his hand and he was quick to press record to catch his orgasm.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum for ya’.” Daniel was breathless as he jerked at an overwhelmingly fast rate. She wanted him to fuck him with that kind of speed, or at least be there to watch him wanking himself off whilst she begged on her knees for him.

“Fuck!” The Australian borderline whined, the sound of his skin slapping as he pumped himself once, twice, three times before the coil in his belly exploded and Daniel was cumming all over his hand, thighs and toned stomach. “I’m cumming-“ he barely got to warn before a heavy groan left his mouth. “Fuck, baby…” he vocally whispered, pumping himself through his sensitivity slowly with the sexiest, drawn out moans she’d ever heard a man make.

She squeezed her tits together, holding them with her fingers sprawled, sending him a direct picture of that and her pussy, legs still wide. next time I want that cum all over me

Daniel was positive that he’d make her request come true. It took a few more moments of soft flirting before he cleaned himself up. Once he’d finished there was an odd sense of loneliness. In more way than one did Daniel wish she was there with him, he craved her body, not only sexually, but the urge to hold her small body close to his was rampant on his mind.

Fuck… the sex was wrong enough, now he was gaining real feelings?!

#daniel ricciardo x reader smut #daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo smut

[yeonjunszn]

so sick !

pairing: idol!lee heeseung x non-idol!f!reader

genres: fluff﹒crack﹒smallest amount of angst possible

warnings: mature language (nothing new), strangers to friends to lovers, mentions of cheating (its not from any of the mcs), unfunny jokes, the plot takes place during/starting with the release of dimension : dilemma and will end around dimension : answer era, uni!au bc reader is a uni student, reader is literally the sweetest person alive laurv her saur much, heeseung is borderline insane, but so is reader’s entire friend group so whatever, everyone except enhypen are uni students, the only idols are enha, also (for clarification since they are name dropped) — txt exists in this universe without gyu and tyun, more warnings per individual chapter!

feat: the rest of enhypen, ryujin from itzy, sumin from stayc, taehyun and beomgyu from txt, hyunjin and felix from skz

summary: when your boyfriend of almost eight years cheats on you your senior year of university, you decide that you’re done with anything and everything to do with love. that is, until you meet a guy who sings love songs for a living.

status: completed!

started: may 21, 2022

ended: september 13, 2022

— WOWWW CANT BELIEVE MIXED UP IS DONE 🙁🙁 i’m kinda sad but it’s okay!! bc we have this baby here now!! i got the inspiration for this from so sick by ne-yo and also that one song by lauv that heeseung sang on i-land LMFAO

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profiles: sunshine y/n & friends | 7 overgrown children | the fake fan accounts

zero. happy anniversary, asshole (477)

one. self love >>

two. hypehouseification of lee heeseung

three. double homicide

four. australianized tamed-dashed

five. why is he kinda..

six. pneumonia

seven. partner project in english

eight. happy birthday heeseung

nine. AWOOOOO 🐺

ten. stuck together (1.3k)

eleven. congrats! or sorry that happened!

twelve. can this be us

thirteen. down baddery and stalking

fourteen. ayo hitman bang introduces

fifteen. s(he) be(lie)ve(d)

sixteen. sevendeez nuts

seventeen. #emo #different #notlikeothergirls

eighteen. jungwon my savior

nineteen. sexy starfish

twenty. bring it on the musical

twenty one. simpy mcsimpson

twenty two. peer pressure is a bitch

twenty three. Y/N.EXE HAS CRASHED

twenty four. they grow up so fast

twenty five. october 30th (3.9k)

twenty six. back off.

twenty seven. h-hyunjin being logical ??

twenty eight. coffee again

twenty nine. jongseonglations

thirty. illegal and banned in 27 countries

thirty one. questions

thirty two. *screams quietly*

thirty three. 11/11 11:11

thirty four. stfu glee boy

thirty five. everything is fine

thirty six. worth it (830)

thirty seven. heeseung hate club

thirty eight. seoul uni’s ms. sunshine condoning violence

thirty nine. rest in piece cookie 💔💔😔

forty. let me love you (until you learn to love yourself)

forty one. taylor swift

forty two. he’s insane

forty three. more than friends less than lovers

forty four. thankful for you

forty five. feels so right (1k)

forty six. a pick me boy :/

forty seven. touch some grass

forty eight. life update: it got worse

forty nine. can’t stay away

fifty. no longer bitchless (1.3k)

fifty one. engenes better sleep with one eye open

fifty two. merry christmas my beautiful swan

fifty three. IM GONNA STRANGLE YOU (affectionately)

fifty four. he is human too

fifty five. taehyun be fucking fr

fifty six. twt user enhatranslate

fifty seven. proud gf moment

end. polaroid love

BONUSES

one. anonymous source

two. date night

three. best thread ever

four. y/n outsold floplift

five. ban enhypen_members

six. that feeling when

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#SAUR EXCITED #i hope i do this justice LMFAO i’m in love with the plot tbh #i’m also happy that i can give riki his gremlin personality finally #enhypen smau #enhypen social media au #enhypen socmed au #enha smau #enha socmed au #enha social media au #enhypen heeseung smau #enhypen heeseung x reader #lee heeseung smau #lee heeseung x reader #⭒ — fluffy fluff #🦌 — lhs #so.sick.heeseung❤️‍🩹 #yeonjunszn

[chrashley]

I really love your posts!! So here’s another headcanon prompt for you: what would the counselors’ backgrounds/childhoods be like?

The game doesn’t really give us backstory information for the characters so I would like to see someone else’s thoughts!

thank u so much!! <3

kaitlyn

- only daughter of 5 kids, 2 older and 3 younger brothers - her mother is a Chinese immigrant and her father is Korean, raised in the US kaitlyn was often overlooked as a child because her mother only wanted boys- she became close with her father and he's the reason she's so handy. her brothers are sporty and scholarly but she was mediocre in both but excelled in mechanics

jacob

- youngest of 3 biological brothers, 1 older stepbrother - his parents are divorced and he was never close with his bio mom as a kid jacob's father struggled financially being a single dad to 3 boys, but when he was 12, his father started dating a very kind woman who, along with her son mike, integrated seamlessly into their family

nick

- has one older sister, non-biological - he's half white Australian and half Māori, but he was adopted by Italian parents who were also born and raised in Australia nick was raised extremely catholic. he's extremely close to his sister- she's the biological daughter of his adoptive parents- and she's always been someone he can rely on. they moved out together about a year pre-game and they're helping each other process leaving the catholic church

abi

- oldest of three sisters - her parents are still together "for the girls" but it's honestly making things worse abi was raised by crunchy granola parents- that is to say, she was raised organic and free-range. the only thing that remains from this is that she's a vegetarian. her mother nearly fainted when she came home with a tattoo because "the ink could get into her blood and poison her with carcinogens"

emma

- only child - lovey-dovey dads who cherry picked a surrogate mother so they could have the perfect beautiful daughter emma was a spoiled child, this shouldn't come as a surprise- but there's a reason she was so spoiled. she was an extremely talented child, doing a lot of theater activities from around the time she was 6, and her dads have always been her biggest cheerleaders (and drama enthusiasts). her dads met while one was in school in France- mr. mountebank is a French immigrant!

ryan

- oldest of two, sarah is 6 years younger than him - considers his grandparents his mom and dad ryan's father died in an accident when he was 10 and his mother only stops by occasionally to butter him and sarah up on birthdays, so he's only truly felt parental love from his grandparents. they've always encouraged him in everything he does, even if they don't understand. sarah is having a difficult time with her teenage years considering the familial breaks but ryan does his best to make sure she always knows he's there

dylan

-only child - sperm donor baby it's always been just dylan and his mom! they're extremely close and do nearly everything together. she was there with him when he got his first tattoo and when he came out as gay to her she was incredibly supportive. his cat (an important family member) was just a kitten when dylan found him crying in a bush while walking to school. dylan proceeded to ditch school to take care of the kitty and now he's named after a well loved physics concept and in a happy family

laura

- oldest sister to a pair of boy-girl twins 5 years younger than her - happy southern parents laura was raised on a farm in south carolina where her family fostered rescue dogs, and it's where she developed a passion for animals. her mother is a businesswoman and her father is a charming, progressive southern man

max

- somewhere on the younger half of 8 siblings. he's 1 of 9 - fundamental southern baptist parents max's childhood was... interesting. he was mostly raised by his older sisters and was very easily overlooked due to his age and meekness. he moved out of his family home at 18 when his parents tried really hard to marry him off to a girl from another large family and he wasn't having it. he met laura while volunteering at a local animal shelter as he was trying to find his purpose

oof. this is quite a post

@hedwig123 - i got your ask, but didn't answer it because i thought it tied in nicely with this one! i hope you don't mind :)

#my first thought when i received this ask was #omg i can push my donor baby dylan agenda #the quarry #dylan lenivy #ryan erzahler #nick furcillo #laura kearney #abigail blyg #jacob custos #kaitlyn ka #emma mountebank #max brinly #headcanons #ask

[aimlessarchery]

TOA Anniversary Munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: anybody/everybody!

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Name: Maddie

Pronouns: they/she

Birthday (no year): January 12

Where are you from? What is your time zone? US East Coast, EST

Roleplay experience: probably about ~10 years on-and-off between forums, chat rp, and tumblr

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Got any pets? two dogs! Seamus is an Australian Shepherd, and Keegan is a rescue mutt. I love them both very dearly

Favorite time of year: Fall

Some interests and things you like: drawing/painting, RPGS, video game music (listening to, finding notation of + transcribing for piano)

Some funfacts & trivia about you: i'm left-handed and an eldest sibling, which means i accidentally taught my younger sister how to play guitar hero backwards

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? oh man. childhood favorites that stick with me are Pokemon, Kingdom Hearts, and Final Fantasy. I've dipped into Tales of, though the only one I've completed is Vesperia (beloved game). Octopath Traveler 1 and 2 are both amazing. Splatoon is my favorite shooter. I've gotten lost in Pillars of Eternity for hundreds of hours. I think my fav Elder Scrolls game has become Oblivion for some reason. Sometimes I dive into sim games like Planet Zoo or Two Point Hospital for a bit. I like video games!!

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: hard to pick a type, but some of my favs are Ampharos, Ivysaur, and Furret!

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How did you get into Fire Emblem? downloaded the Awakening demo and played it like 10 times in a row. decided that buying myself the game was going to be my first "treat yourself" purchase when i moved out for college

What Fire Emblem games have you played? completed: Sacred Stones, Path of Radiance, Radiant Dawn, Awakening, Shadows of Valentia, Three Houses (VW, CF, most of AM) actively in progress: Blazing Blade, Three Hopes, Silver Snow route of 3H started, but only barely: Gaiden, Genealogy, Shadow Dragon (DS), New Mystery of the Emblem

First Fire Emblem game: Awakening

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Tellius Duology (hard to separate them for me haha), with SOV as a strong contender as well

Any Fire Emblem crushes? ...and if I was also a little aquiver with python from lukas's performance in the SOV DLC what of it

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? - Awakening: Stahl - Fates: Azama - Three Houses: Shamir

Favorite Fire Emblem class: hmm...archers and mages, maybe. it's always satisfying when the chip damage is enough to save a front liner from retaliation, and even more satisfying when a crit or adept procs and the ranged unit is like "nah dw i got this"

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? my gut says wind mage. idk why tho besides the lack of athleticism needed for a physical class lol

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Golden Deer!

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? I have not played engage but i want a ghost ike to be my bestie...

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How did you find TOA? Lucius was over at my house and pitched it to me one night while we were reminiscing about FERP on tumblr. pulled up the rank chart on my computer to explain it to me and everything lmao

Current TOA muses: Python and Caspar

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Python was my first! He's definitely the one I'm most confident in, and I see him as kind of my "bedrock muse" for now.

Have you had any other TOA muses? I had Reyson for a short-ish time!

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? I think I'm still feeling out the difference between "types of characters i gravitate toward liking" and "types of characters I gravitate toward writing". I do think I feel most comfortable writing supporting characters with enough backstory for me to tease out and build up from there!

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I love character connection. Whether it's spoken aloud or not, I like little moments where I can have my muse compare a character to someone else they know, or see each other in a different way. I also love when characters have conflicting views and motivations and have to deal with that in one way or another!

Favorite TOA-related memory: KKE Team Guard coming together for that crazy rapid-fire chat that Ree sprung on us for the finale is definitely a strong one! It was so fun seeing different characters shine throughout the conversations, and on my own end I loved having an opportunity to let Python lose his cool for once >:3

How do you pronounce TOA? each letter pronounced individually: tee-oh-ay

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? I've only got fleeting thoughts that I would have to let simmer longer, especially when I would have to let someone go to fill the slot (I have accepted that 2 is my personal limit). That said, I've got a few guys hidden behind my back on the off-chance that I feel like it's time for a change ;0

#[ ooc ] #[ dash meme ] #// ty for making this neffi this is so sweet

[nabataprophet]

ooc; TOA Anniversary Munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: you! come closer

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Name: Limit

Pronouns: they/them

Birthday (no year): March 8

Where are you from? What is your time zone? east coast usa, babey. i attend college out of state but i'll always be in EST

Roleplay experience: over a decade now if i get any more specific i'll wither away into dust

Got any pets? three dogs (australian shepherd, shiba, chihuahua mix) and a cat (marble)

Favorite time of year: fall

Some interests and things you like: i draw sometimes i suppose

Some funfacts & trivia about you: i had eight and a half wisdom teeth. doctors hate and/or are fascinated by me

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? rhythm games, visual novels, mobage, rpgs

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: is "canine" an acceptable pokemon type sdfkjhfkhfsdk. vulpix is my little guy

How did you get into Fire Emblem? saw awakening at gamestop and thought it looked interesting. my brother and i had just finished virtue's last reward so we named our robins phi and sigma haha

What Fire Emblem games have you played? Fe4-7, part of 8, 10, awakening, fates (not rev), three houses (academy phase only), like....an hour of SOV, and had part of engage streamed to me (+watched the dlc)

First Fire Emblem game: Awakening

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Binding Blade stockholm syndrome real

Any Fire Emblem crushes? i'm not really the type to crush on characters tbh

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support?

- Awakening: Chrom

- Fates: Keaton

- Three Houses: burnt out but the plan was dorothea or mercedes - Engage: maybe if my personal copy ever arrives lol

Favorite Fire Emblem class: dark mage(s) and myrms

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? judging by the types i tend to like, a mage that just completely sucks ass JFHDKJHFDKJDF

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? golden deer??????

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? the lyn writer is gonna say something totally surprising here and say lyn

How did you find TOA? thought it would be a funny bit to pull on n (it was)

Current TOA muses: Lyn and Sophia

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Volug. He's snoozing now.

Have you had any other TOA muses? Miranda, who stands outside my door every since day

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? ........girls who have problems and issues LMFAOOOOO

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? wouldn't you like to know weather boy

Favorite TOA-related memory: unscripted was my first event, so it'll always be special to me. lyn you'll always be famous for getting shot multiple times

How do you pronounce TOA? "toe-uh" and i stand by that

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? really want to write one of my diversity fliers one day

#📚 ooc

[mychampagne-mybubbles]

Harry Styles • LOT AUS • Melbourne • 24.02.2023

Pink, orange & purple outfit• 5 years later... • Not shoey tonigh •He found a new french name • he found a non-french name • Complimented a young fan hair style • Shaved fans • Ill fans • Happy Birthday fans • Late night talking with a hat • wore a boa • Australian & 🏳️‍🌈 flag

#harry styles #lot 5.0 #love on tour #lot melbourne

[aprilbrowines]

Name: Rin Beetles

Age: 12

Race: Japanese australian

Gender: non-binary (she/her, they/them)

Sexuality: questioning

Birthday: november 17 (scorpio)

Family: Parents- Wally Beetles and Kuki Sanban

Maternal grandparents- Kani and Ganki Sanban

Paternal Grandparents- Mr. and mrs. Beetles

Maternal aunt- Mushi Sanban

Paternal uncle- Joey Beetles

Personality: There's more than meets the eye in the case of Rin beetles, but the two traits most people enjoy the most are that they’re considerate and Happy. Of course she’s also instinctive, sharing and cheerful, but far less strongly and often mixed with being insecure as well.

Their passionate nature though, this is what they’re most well-liked for. Nobody's perfect of course and Rin has rotten moods and days too. Her Possessive and controlling nature can cause things to heat up, both personally and for others. Fortunately their caring nature usually softens the worst of it.

Appearance: They have Almond pine-green eyes. Their thick, straight, brown hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a turtle's shell. They’re of average height and weight, and can't be bothered with fashion.

#rin beetle #lunaverse oc #lunaverse

[queenbrittonelite]

@Queentaushyiab @rnbsouleffect_tv Happy Soul Legend Birthday Bobby Brown Grammy award icon Bobby Brown got a street name after him called "BOBBY BROWN WAY" in his hometown in Boston MA and also a street after him in Atlanta Georgia. Career Highlights As A Solo Artist 6-Number one R&B Hits 7-Top 10 R&B Hits 2-Number one Dance Hits 1- Number one Australian Hit 2-Number one Belgium hits 1-Number one Canadian RPM Hit 2-Number one Pop Hits 7-Top Pop Hits 2-Top 20 Pop Hits "Don't Be Cruel" Brown dedicated the album to his deceased best friend James "Jimbo" Flint who was stabbed to death when Brown was aged 11. "My Prerogative" was also the second-biggest single of 1989, ranking at number two on the Billboard Year-End Hot 100 singles of 1989. "Don't Be Cruel" The album also spent a total of 11 non-consecutive weeks atop the Billboard R&B Albums chart over the course of 1988 and 1989.being the best-selling album of 1989 in the United States. At the 32nd Grammy Awards, Brown won Best Male R&B Vocal Performance for "Every Little Step". In 2015, Billboard ranked Don't Be Cruel at number 82 on its list of the Greatest of All Time Billboard 200 Albums. Don't Be Cruel also garnered Brown two American Music Awards, a Soul Train Music Award and a People's Choice Award also a Grammy. "Bobby" The album also reached number one on the Billboard R&B Albums chart, and reached the top 10 in Australia, New Zealand, and Sweden. Brown received his second Grammy Award nomination for Best Male R&B Vocal Performance at the 35th Grammy Awards for the single "Humpin' Around". In 1990, Brown was featured on the number-one hit "She Ain't Worth It" by Glenn Medeiros, making it his second number 1 hit on the pop chart. Bobby is the only r&b singer to win 12 Boston Music Awards that's from Boston. #BobbyBrown #DanceArtist #icon #RecordingArtist #Actor #Chef #Author #RnBMusic #NewJackSwing #DancePop #HipHop #RnBSouleffectTv https://www.instagram.com/p/CoWNN8PN_z-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#bobbybrown #danceartist #icon #recordingartist #actor #chef #author #rnbmusic #newjackswing #dancepop #hiphop #rnbsouleffecttv

[we-eternal-rp]

☄ 𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗨𝗘 𝟭𝟭𝟭. →    ❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄 ❞

  ☼ / ☃ seasonal note; we are now in mid winter; australia’s the three coldest months are june, JULY and august.

☄ →  magnetic island events; july !

+ NATIONAL GIVE SOMETHING AWAY DAY; A WEEK LONG CHARITY DRIVE !

there are four places that you can drop your donations to, depending on the type:    GOLDEN FLEECE THRIFT STORE: extra volunteers will be here alongside our regular staff to take in any items such as homewares, winter clothing only, furniture,     LITTLE WALLABY ANIMAL SHELTER: any towels, blankets, cloths that might not be suitable for donation to the thrift store, gather them up and bring them to the animal shelter where both they and the vet clinic can utilise them. any animals toys, bowls, accessories are welcome as well for our animals looking for a forever home.    MAGNETIC ISLAND PRIMARY SCHOOL: if you have toys, books, school supplies, or things similar to that, bring them by the primary school; where volunteers will be happy to accept them in the gymnasium.     + LOCAL PLACES OF WORSHIP: all the local places of worship on the island are also equipped to take in non-perishable foodstuffs and toiletries, they will then be circulated throughout the homelessness aids and support networks on the island.

☄ →  magnetic island birthdays; july !

CANCER — 8th july, 1985 + zahid naseem ( @sirenfather​ )

CANCER — 14th july, 1991 + minna gensch ( @ofghosts​ )

☄ →  showing @ pythia’s drive in!

muriel’s wedding (1994) —  muriel heslop, a socially awkward young woman, is the target of ridicule by her shallow and egotistical friends, perpetually daydreaming escaping her dead-end beach town and her domineering father, bill, a corrupt politician who constantly belittles his family. after reuniting with a former high-school peer, rhonda, the two move to the big city of sydney, where muriel changes her name and begins the arduous task of redesigning her life to match her fantasies.      ☄ + our australian film of the month.

the batman (2022) — batman ventures into gotham city's underworld when a sadistic killer leaves behind a trail of cryptic clues. as the evidence begins to lead closer to home and the scale of the perpetrator's plans become clear, he must forge new relationships, unmask the culprit and bring justice to the abuse of power and corruption that has long plagued the metropolis.

bound (1996) — violet, the mistress of the gangster caesar, enters a torrid love affair with tough lesbian ex-con, corky. in order to get away and start a new life, and for violet to leave the dangerous caesar, they formulate a plan to rob millions of dollars of stashed mob cash, and pin the blame on him.     ☄ + our lgbti+ film of the month!

harry potter and the order of the phoenix (2007) — with their warning about lord voldemort's return scoffed at, and the truth of cedric diggory’s death during the tri-wizard tournament covered up with a heinous lie, both harry and dumbledore are targeted by the wizard authorities in the ministry of magic as an authoritarian bureaucrat by the name of dolores umbridge slowly seizes power at hogwarts.      ☄ + our anniversary film of the month! (15th anniversary)

☄ →  dates of note for the island; july !

                            + MONTH LONG !

    — 🖼 🎨 🖌 world watercolour month: celebrating art and creativity through the use of watercolors, or aquarelle, is a beautiful medium that has captivated people around the globe for centuries. this month encourages people to paint with watercolour, and to raise awareness about the importance of art and creativity everywhere. anyone can join the celebration, whether you’re a master watercolorists or a beginner, it’s your time to show off your art.     — 🌱 🍃 🌳  world hemp month: celebrating the roaring comeback of one of the world’s most useful and versatile plants – hemp! this month offers an occasion to rediscover hemp and its usefulness for both people and the environment; it is an all-natural, eco-friendly fibre with many applications. as a crop, it helps clean pollutants from the soil and hemp also provides a rich source of CBD, the hottest new addition to the health and wellness world.

                     + MARK YOUR CALENDARS !

6TH JULY ! NATIONAL KISSING DAY — never be afraid to show your wholesome affection! so take today give your loved ones, you friends, your parents, siblings or kids, a kiss to show how much you love them. don’t forget to get consent, of course.

10TH JULY ! NATIONAL KITTEN DAY — 25% off adoption fees for any kitten at the little wallaby animal shelter.

11TH JULY ! SLURPEE DAY — it’s 7/11 day, so stop by and grab a free slurpee at any 7/11 store, BYO cup of any size!

15TH JULY ! NATIONAL GIVE SOMETHING AWAY DAY — a week long collection drive for gathering donations, see newsletter details for where to drop your donations.

17TH JULY ! NATIONAL ICE CREAM DAY — ice cream, sorbet, frozen yoghurt, who doesn’t love it? collect your coupon in this months newsletter for a buy-1-get-1-free sweet, frozen treat!

30TH JULY ! NATIONAL FRIENDSHIP DAY — as hellen keller once said; “I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light,” and today is the day to make sure that your friends and supporters know just how much you value them. time for a friend date, perhaps?

#eternal! news

[bisluthq]

I’m the person who defended Dominic (not because I like this man that I don’t know anything about but because Jack and Saoirse seem kinda messy). I will say that in a picture shared by their catering in April of 2022, Saoirse and Dominic are sitting next to each other. They were also sitting next to each other in that story I mentioned when they didn’t have power. He was at the Slow Horses premiere and holding Jack up when he left the after party drunk, he was at Jack’s birthday party in 2022 (where he got gifted a t-shirt with those pictures), he went to Cannes with them (though I think that was business related), he was also at the Bafta Scotland Awards when Jack won. But now he seems to be keeping his distance from Saoirse and Jack isn’t even there. Maybe it’s because they’re focusing on Saoirse, Amy and Nora. But going from that picture from Cannes where it looks like Saoirse is dating him instead of Jack to standing far away in every single picture we see of them is interesting. But I also thought Saoirse got on a bus to a random Australian festival instead of going back home to Jack, so what do I know, really?

nah this isn’t like the bus thing (tho it’s a similar time of night for both of us so it’s not unlike the bus thing entirely) because since the Variety article of them starting their own production company dropped (literally there was no reason to publicise that lol since their only movie hasn’t even been fully sold yet and where it’s been sold it’s not showing yet) I’ve been saying obviously they have a problem with each other. Could be anything idk their lives but I’d honestly be shook if they’re happy with each other. I think jackoirse v Dom is a thing. Maybe not a major thing and maybe they’re gonna stay friends but like you don’t go to a trade with a non-story unless you want to make a point and they clearly did.

[lucyl208]

1. Tim Tams

The Tim Tam is known affectionately as Australia’s favorite cookie— and for good reason! These delicious biscuits (or cookies, to non-Australians) are made by sandwiching a generous portion of sweet chocolate cream between two chocolate biscuits and then dipping the sandwich in a coating of chocolate. Tim Tams come in a variety of flavors like Double Chocolate and Mint Chocolate, so you’re sure to find some to suit your fancy. Fun Fact: Tim Tams are so popular that they have their own holiday! February 16th is known as the Australian Tim Tam day.

2. Meat Pies

There’s nothing more Australian than a classic meat pie. These delicious, hand-held Aussie snacks are traditionally made with ground beef, gravy, and onions baked into a flaky pie crust. There are a ton of delicious varieties, however, so the sky is really the limit when it comes to Aussie meat pie flavors.

3. Cheezels

Practically every Aussie kid grew up eating these snacks at birthday parties. If you give an Aussie friend a bag of Cheezels you’ll immediately send them on a trip down memory lane! This snack is made of corn, covered in orange cheese powder, and is shaped in a thick ring.

4. Fairy Bread

Another childhood favorite for many Aussies is Fairy Bread. This delicious treat is made by spreading butter or margarine on untoasted white bread, and then topping it all with colorful sprinkles (called hundreds and thousands by Aussies).

5. Lamingtons

Lamingtons are a classic Australian sponge caked dipped in a layer of dark chocolate sauce and then sprinkled with shaved coconut. These cakes are incredibly delicious, and the sponge cake is so light (much lighter than normal sponge cake) that it seems to almost melt in your mouth!

6. Vegemite

A bit of a controversial Aussie staple, Vegemite is a super salty, yeast-based spread that’s dark brown in color. Most fans of Vegemite are Australian citizens, but there are still many Aussies who hate the stuff. If you’re keen to try a bite of the famous spread, we suggest putting some on warm toast.

7. Cherry Ripe

Cherry Ripe is Australia’s oldest chocolate bar and is quite famous. The bars are made by mixing ripe cherries and shredded coconut and then coating them with dark Cadbury chocolate. Many people love these sweet treats, and they’re definitely worth trying at least once!

8. Shapes

Shapes are an incredibly popular Aussie snack that comes in a variety of flavors. These are extra popular with school children who pack them in their lunch, but adults enjoy them too. These crackers are super tasty, and there’s a lot of debate over which flavor is best between Pizza, Barbecue, and Chicken Crimpy. You’ll have to try all three for yourself!

9. Sausage Rolls

Sausage rolls, like Aussie meat pies (also called Aussie hand pies), are one of the heartier snacks found on this list. These delicious hand-held morsels are made by encasing seasoned sausage meat in pie crust dough and baking it to perfection. These are the perfect on-the-go snack.

10. Mint Slice Biscuits

If you’re a fan of the mint and chocolate combo, you’ll love Mint Slice Biscuits. Made by Arnott’s (the same company that makes Tim Tams), these biscuits are simply delicious. A slice of mint patty (hence the name) is placed atop a crunchy cookie, and then it’s all dipped into decadent dark chocolate.

11. Caramello Koala

This is such a cute chocolate treat that it’s impossible to leave off the list! This chocolate koala is the same as a regular Cadbury Caramello, but in the delightful shape of a happy koala bear. These make great souvenirs but are also just a delicious sweet snack as well.

12. Violet Crumble

Another Australian candy that’s well worth a purchase. These chocolate-covered bars are filled with a crumbly honeycomb toffee. Be sure to eat these somewhere you don’t mind a bit of a mess. As the name implies, the bar can crumble!

13. Minties

Minties are an interesting Aussie snack that fall somewhere between chewing gum and peppermints. These tasty and refreshing treats are mint-flavored and chewy. We’d describe the experience of eating Minties as similar to eating a less chewy salt water taffy.

14. Twisties

Twisties are another cheesy snack known and loved by Aussies everywhere. These are similar to American Cheetohs, but they come in two flavors: classic cheese and chicken. Much like with Cheetohs, you’ll be licking your fingers after you finish the bag!

15. Burger Rings

These snacks remind us a lot of American Fun-Yuns, but they’re flavored with beef burger flavoring. They’re delicious but super addicting. You’ve been warned!

16. Anzac biscuits

These biscuits were originally made to send to the Australian and New Zealand Army troops during WWI, and have stuck around to this day. They’re made with butter, sugar, oats, and coconut (all ingredients that didn’t spoil easily), and are the perfect crunchy cookie.

[santoshmajumdar]

Pets as Part of The Family

Above 96% of pet owners regard their pets as family members. This trend to consider pets as family members are increasing worldwide. Millions of folks adore their pets.

It's Not Just Affection

Their affection is not mere affection; more than half of the pet owners confess to being closer to their pets than a few family members. They love them so much that they even take leave from their high-paying jobs to care for their pets if they are sick. Fifteen per cent of pet owners have admitted this. It shows care, empathy, and genuine compassion towards their cats and dogs.

Just like a mother wakes up early in the morning to prepare a lunch box for their kids and send them to school, owners of cats also do it, except send cats to school. They report waking up at 4.00 a.m. to feed their cats.

Owners are just like a pet's 'mummy' and 'daddy.' 20% call their pets sons or daughters, and themselves moms or dads. So, they share a parent-child bonding.

The Cutest & Funniest Finding

The so-called parents' most outrageous, funny, and obsessive behaviour is that they can't even live without their kids while going to their bathrooms. Thirty-three per cent of pet owners report letting their pets accompany them in their toilets, and they sometimes even bathe together. Unbelievable.

But you won't understand as you don't have a pet; that's what they say. They argue that only a pet owner can truly understand the bond between an owner and her pet.  

Pets Are Their Valentine

For some, pets are their Valentine's partners, and they don't hesitate to spend £11 and £100 on their cute doggies and kitties on Valentine's Day. They might even forget to wish 'Happy Birthday to their partners, but when it comes to their kids (pets), they make birthday cards and buy gifts for them. When asked in a survey, twenty-six per cent of owners said that they would more probably gift their dear pets rather than their partners.

A quarter of the pet-owning population also confesses to loving their pets more than their spouses.

The Benefits

Having pets has copious physical and mental health benefits as well. Science says attachment to pets is good for human health. In addition, scientists speculate that kids with pets have elevated levels of self-esteem and empathy than those who don't have them.

Don't want to visit your doctor? Have a pet!

A study found that those Australians and Germans who owned pets had to visit their doctors 15% less than their non-pet counterparts.

But isn't it stressful and burdensome to constantly watch your pets? Turn out it isn't. When you think of your pet as your family member, it is less distressing to take their care because you believe him to be your own.

Since pets are family members for many, they grieve and mourn their demise, just like they would for humans. Even Mahatma Gandhi recognized the prominence of this innocent human-animal bond.

Conclusion

To sum up, it would not be an exaggeration to say that pets are family members for almost all pet owners. This human-animal bond is no less than a parent-child or a husband-wife bond. And most importantly, this cute innocent bond is so affectionate that owners can't even take their kitties with them in their bathrooms.

#Pets #Benefits of pets

[eattheteabag]

You can’t have a fake dating episode without a kiss so they don’t blow their cover.

Dean and Cas are investigating some part of the house they’re not supposed to be in when they hear footsteps and dean says “Cas, do something!” So without hesitation Cas fully shoved him against the wall and kisses him. Dean is shocked for a moment but he rationalizes it to himself like “it’s our cover we’re acting” so he like fully slips him some tongue (for realism) and whoever it is finds them and clears their throat and they break apart flustered and Dean says “Sorry, my husband can’t seem to control himself” while giving cas a bro pat and cas shoots him a bitch look before they’re escorted away.

For months after, dean “coincidentally” keeps looking for cases that could require deep cover.

#I DONT KNOW WHAT THIS IS #I saw it with my third eye #fake dating #destiel #for Mickey #happy non Australian birthday #atty speaks #spn

[negans-lucille-tblr]

Touchdown - HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIARA! ❤️

Summary: You’re caught in the middle of a football team and their pre-match ritual.

Rating: 18+

Pairing(s): Reader x Jensen Ackles | Jared Padalecki | Luke Hemmings | Harry Styles | Tom Holland | JJ Julius Son | Jeffrey Dean Morgan (With mentions of Reader x Tom Felton, Luke x Harry and Jared x Jensen)

Tags: dark fic, non con, dub con, deepthroating, choking, breath play, fingering, tied up, bondage, pain, tears, gang rape, knife play, p in v, creampie

WC: ± 2.6K

A/Ns: Okay, listen, I know this is the weirdest bunch of guys thrown into one fic, but it’s my girl Chiara’s (@little-diable) birthday and I just had to put together something that included all the guys we regularly thirst over together. I tried to put everything in that I know she loves most. I hope you adore it, Chi, as much as I adore you. Happy birthday, love. Thank you for making my life better, thank you for being one of my best friends. Thank you for just being you. Go give her a big happy birthday, guys!! <3

Bee’s Masterlist || Chiara's Masterlist (Go show her some love)

You gasp for air, your throat burning as you do so. The grip he has on your hair stays tight, and as he looks down his body at you he smirks, laughing coldly at the way tears continue to effortlessly flow down your cheeks. Once again he forces his cock down your throat, so far down that you can feel it bulge in your neck. You’d always been thankful for your lack of a gag reflex, and while you are thankful to not be throwing up on his feet right now, you just wish that it wasn’t so easy for him to fit his cock down your throat like that. Your eyes are burning with tears, and once more he pulls back and you gasp for much needed air.

“Please, please,” you beg, your own voice unrecognizable. It’s so hoarse and choked from the abuse, it hurts just to swallow.

He chuckles at your begging, reaching up with ring clad fingers to rub the saliva into your chin.

“You look so pretty, love,” he cooes down at you, his British accent seeming thicker than it had earlier on.

“Alright, Harry,” someone calls out, and Harry glances back over his shoulder, looking back at you and huffing.

“I’m not done with you, Princess,” he threatens, stepping back and walking away.

You tug on your bounds but you know it’s no use. Your arms are still tied and suspended above your head, no feeling left in your fingers, and your knees are hurting, pained by the cold concrete floor they’ve got you kneeling on.

“Luke?” the voice calls.

Some blond guy steps up to you, smirking down at you as he reaches into his jeans and pulls his cock free, jerking it slowly for a second.

“Open wide, beautiful,” he teases, his Australian accent thick and dripping from his tongue. You used to love Australian accents.

You clamp your mouth shut and shake your head, grunting behind your sealed lips. Luke rolls his eyes, reaching forward and wrapping his whole hand over your mouth, squeezing your nose so you can’t breathe. He holds it there as you struggle, and you think maybe this is it, maybe you’re finally going to die down here with these horrible men. But then Luke slips his hand away, and you gasp for some much needed air. The blonde takes advantage of the way your mouth falls open, sliding his cock past your swollen lips into what feels like a hollow path that Harry had forged for him.

You close your eyes and take it, hoping it’ll be over soon. The room is fairly dark, but you know there’s more than just those two men with you. There’s at least three – the guy calling out the names is American. And there feels like more, movements in the shadows. And now with your eyes closed, you can sense them. Sense their eyes on you and your naked body as Luke fucks your throat with no regard for your body or feelings.

“Is it my turn?” you hear another British voice, this one a little higher pitched than Harry’s, a little more formal, even.

“Luke, let Tom have a go of the bitch,” the American huffs, and Luke huffs a breath and reluctantly backs away.

“Please,” you pointlessly beg again, your jaw aching now.

But Tom is just as ruthless as the last two, even though he seems so nice as he grins down at you, his brown eyes sparkling with pure excitement. It actually makes you more uncomfortable than the brooding looks the other two had given you. Tom’s already got his cock in his hand when he steps right up to you, reaching up to pry your jaw further open, making you cry out in pain. He pushes himself into your mouth, and his thrusts are shallow to begin with, almost like he’s afraid to hurt you, and you wonder if maybe he isn’t so bad, after all. But then he thrusts deeper, and gasps for air, moaning as he looks down at you, his eyes growing darker, his smirk growing more and more malicious.

“Fuck you feel good, love,” he praises, humming. You sob around him, which only makes him moan louder. His fingers twist into your hair and his thrusts grow faster, more violent, as your head starts to spin from the increasing lack of oxygen. “That’s it, baby,” he hums.

“Alright, don’t bust a nut, kid,” the American grunts. “It’s Jared’s turn.”

Jared dwarfs Tom as he steps up behind him, shoving the shorter guy to one side, and you tremble in your place as you look up through your lashes at the giant towering over you. His long hair dangles in his eyes a little bit, and he reaches for your throat, wrapping his hand around it. He starts to squeeze, and then uses his grip to lift you off of your knees. You instantly try to straighten your legs, despite the crippling pain from being stuck in one position, and your feet are weak, but just about support you. Jared’s hold is still firm around your neck, so even when you stumble you don’t fall.

His hazel eyes seem to sparkle as he stares you down, the corner of his lip twitching into a smirk. He doesn’t say anything, which makes you uneasy, but you do feel his other hand push between your legs, his long fingers gliding through your pussy as he pushes two roughly inside you. You cry out in discomfort, your legs squeezing closed around his wrist, but he continues regardless, pushing them deeper and curling them slightly.

“How come Jared gets to touch?” you hear Tom ask.

“Because I fuckin’ said so,” the American grunts. “Wait your turn, Holland.”

Jared’s fingers twist and curl and push in and out until you’re unavoidably close, making you whimper and writhe, gasping for air through the little amount of space he’s given you between his fingers still wrapped around your throat. Just as you find yourself begrudgingly on the precipice, Jared lets go, and you find yourself falling onto the floor with a thud, your hands unable to break your fall as your knees crack against the concrete and you cry out.

“That’s sweet,” the American cooes. “Did you save some f’me, baby boy?”

As you look up through your lashes you see another guy stepping up beside Jared, his green eyes glaring down at you.

“Of course,” Jared replies softly, biting his bottom lip.

Green eyes smirks, turning his attention to Jared. “Such a good boy,” he chuckles, reaching up and gripping Jared’s neck, pulling him in for a heated, passionate kiss.

“Oh get a room you two,” Harry complains somewhere in the shadows. Green eyes chuckles, shoving Jared away playfully, and Jared slinks off towards Harry.

“Shut up, as if you don’t have Luke’s cock in your mouth every night,” Jared scoffs.

“At least it’s not Jensen’s in my ass,” Harry retorts, and you hear a scuffle.

You feel fingers grip your chin, turning your head back to green eyes – Jensen, you assume – as he smiles down at you.

“He’s gonna fuckin’ love you, sweetheart,” he hums, rubbing his thumb over your puffy lips, his eyes tracing over the lines on your face.

“Who?” you find yourself asking.

“You’ll see. But until then, need you to open that pretty little mouth for me, let’s see what you’re made of.”

Jensen’s cock is so deep in your throat, it feels like you could press the bulge at the base of your neck, and if your vocal chords weren’t damaged before, they will be now. He’s thicker than the others, and the corners of your lips feel torn and sore. Your nose is pressed firmly into his pelvis, and as he holds himself as deep as he can get, his cock throbs, and he presses harder on the back of your head and hums.

“She beats every last fuckin’ one of you,” he calls out, making the others laugh. “Little whore was made for cock.” He pulls out, bending down and bringing his face close to yours as you splutter for breath, spit drooling down your chin into your lap. “If he doesn’t ruin you, I will, I can smell that cunt from here, and I want it.”

Whoever he is, is only starting to make you worry more and more.

The door swings open, letting a brief pool of light into the room. You can now see the others, sitting around the room, their cocks in their hands as they watch the show you’ve been putting on for them, lazily jerking themselves. The man that has entered the room is a shadow, until he steps up to you, Jensen stepping away of his own accord to make room for him.

He barely regards anyone else in the room, his eyes landing straight on you. You tremble as you stare back at him, the look in his eyes is enough to haunt you for the rest of your life, even if he is one of the most attractive men you’ve ever seen.

“Is she ready?” he asks. His accent is kinda American, but there’s a slight twang to it that seems European.

“Yes, Sir,” Jensen replies obediently.

The guy smirks, reaching into his back pocket for something and then crouching down to become your eye level. He brings his hand back in front of him, and a blade flicks out from the silver handle. You instantly flinch, your heart beating so hard it hurts. And if you thought Luke putting his hand over your mouth was your end, then this definitely has to be it.

“You’ve all taken a turn?” he checks, his eyes taking in the blade himself.

“Yes, JJ,” Jensen responds.

JJ smirks, his eyes landing back on you. “Good, because there won’t be anything left of her when I’m done.”

He drops the knife to your thigh and you instantly panic, gasping for air and begging for your life, pleading with him to have mercy and spare you. Appealing to any of them that still have even a shred of humanity.

“I won’t tell anyone, I swear, please, just let me go,” you beg through sobs, but JJ just continues to drag the cold blade up your thigh, tracing it up your stomach, and then over your one breast, over your hardened nipple and to the dip in your throat.

“Your voice sounds so sore, baby girl,” JJ tells you, feigning concern. He twists the tip of the knife against your skin, and you feel just a little nick. You swallow hard, afraid to even move in case you anger him. “Did my boys do that to you?” he asks, frowning. You quickly nod, your whole body shaking. “I guess I’ll have to find another use for you.” He continues to trace the knife around your neck, and then he lifts it, slicing the rope extended above your head, and your arms drop. He catches you instantly in his arms, holding you against his hard chest.

You’re still too afraid to move or do anything as he lays you down, pushing your legs open.

“How about that cunt? Is that free?” he wonders, pushing his legs between your thighs. “Has anyone fucked this yet?” You shake your head, your breathing stilted.

“Good, then it’s all mine.”

JJ unbuckles his jeans, pulling his cock free. He’s about as thick as Jensen was, and somewhere between as long as Jared and Luke.

“Oh fuck, please let me have a go?” you hear Tom asking.

“Shut up,” Jensen warns.

JJ looks across into the shadows and laughs. “Someone’s eager.”

“Captain gets first fuck, Tom,” Luke explains.

“That’s fuckin’ right, I do,” JJ smirks, looking back at you. “Don’t worry, Tom, you’ll get a turn. Last in line, you don’t mind sloppy sixths do you?”

“Sixths?” Tom complains.

“We’ve all gotta cum in her, Tommy,” Harry cooes mockingly. “That’s the ritual.”

“Fuck,” Tom groans. “I should’ve joined the team months ago.”

JJ laughs again, leaning over you as you continue to lay there trembling. “Don’t mind him, sweetheart, it’s his first ritual. Big game tomorrow, he’s probably just excited.”

You take a deep breath, whimpering automatically as JJ leans further over you, climbing between your legs and hovering, his cock a hair width away from your pussy. He keeps his eyes locked on yours as he slides forward, filling you slowly, and you wince at the way he’s stretching you open, shifting your body a little in hopes of easing the discomfort.

“Sh sh,” JJ soothes, stroking your hair out of your face. “Don’t move, that cunt is so tight,” he hums. “Don’t worry, “I’ll open you up for them, make sure you’re dripping so they slide right in.”

Your knees hurt as you rock back and forth on them, JJ’s fingers tangled in your hair, keeping your shoulders off of the floor. He spanks you hard over and over again, grunting and groaning as he takes what he wants from your body, practically abusing your cunt like it’s just a toy. Your juices drip down your thighs involuntarily, as JJ continues to take orgasm after orgasm from your trembling body, using you up just like he promised he would, and your mind feels like it’s floated away, like you’re outside your body, watching it get fucked over and over again by the merciless captain of the football team.

JJ buries himself to the hilt and stops, his cock throbbing inside you as he fills you with cum, pulling out and humming as he watches his spendings drip out of you and onto the floor. Your arms shake as you try your best to hold yourself upright, not wanting to face plant the floor.

“Best pussy I’ve ever had,” JJ hums, getting up. “Who’s next?”

You glance over your shoulder to see all the boys surrounding you, and you take a deep breath, wondering how much longer this can go on for, collapsing into the fetal position on the floor. They start to argue amongst themselves, until the door opens and someone new again walks in.

“I think it should be me,” the deep voice announces.

“Coach,” Tom splutters. “We can explain.”

“Explain why you started the ritual without me? Don’t you know I need to blow off some steam too? Big game for me too, y’know,” he grunts.

“Sorry, Jeff, we just couldn’t resist,” Jensen explains.

“Did you at least save some for me?” he huffs, stepping up to stand over you.

“If you’re okay with sloppy seconds,” JJ smirks, triumphantly. Jeff rolls his eyes, shaking his head, and then he looks back at you and frowns slightly.

“Isn’t this that blonde dude’s slut?” Jeff presses, “the captain?”

At the mention of your boyfriend you gulp, your throat feeling like you’ve just swallowed a thousand razor blades.

“Felton? Yeah, that’s her. Won’t be playing his best tomorrow when his girlfriend goes home dripping with other guys’ cum, now will he?” Jensen chuckles, smirking triumphantly.

“You boys never fucking fail to amaze me, you’ll do anything to win, huh?”

“You bet your ass we will,” JJ smirks. “Try that cunt, coach, feels better than any touchdown you’ve ever scored, guaranteed.”

Busy Bees: @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone // @lunarmoon8 // @foxyjwls007 // @notyourtypicalrose // @impalaspixie //@moosekateer13 // @waywardbaby // @squirrelnotsam // @justanotherficreader // @hobby27 // @warrior-angel

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Green Eyes and Freckles: @lyarr24 // @sexyvixen7 // @sacriceria // @outofnowhere82 // @akshi8278 // @pastelpeaxch // @pink-sparkly-witch // @deans-baby-momma // @waynes-multiverse

#touchdown #happy birthday chiara #jensen ackles #jared padalecki #jeffrey dean morgan #harry styles #luke hemmings #jj julius son #tom holland #smut. #lemon #dark fic #tw: non con #tw: dub con #tom fleton #fanfic #rpf #tw: rape #angst #jensen x reader #jared x reader #tom holland x reader #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #tom holland x you #harry styles x you #luke hemmings x you #jensen x you #jared x you #multi fandom

[stay-tinystars]

Invisible

Ship: Lee Minho (Lee Know) x Fem reader (Feat. Bang Chan/Chris & Felix)

Ghost au, non idol au, some fluff, some comedy, some angst, Halloween fic

Written for @stayhavens unexpected guest event. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Word count: 4,995

Warnings: mentions of deaths, serial killer's, ghostly antics, blood. Mild discriptions of main characters deaths (they are ghosts). Let me know of anything I've missed.

**also if anyone knows who to credit for this photo edit please tell me. I know it's from the 26th Dream concert and it's the relay dance. But I'm unsure of who to credit it to. So obviously photo not mine it just went well with my story**

"Invisible, I truly feel invisible" I muttered as I leaned against the railing.

"Y/N, that's because you are invisible." Minho chuckled.

"I'm not invisible Minho! I'm translucent, there's there's difference" I glared towards him.

"Sometimes yes you are translucent, but everytime you see that human you keep trying to make friends with you become invisible." Minho's translucent figure climbed atop the railing walking along it. "It's quite entertaining to see you try to make friends with someone you could literally scare to death." He then chuckled as he sat on the railing beside me. "Maybe that's your plan to scare him so bad he joins us." His laughter rang through the hallway until a door burst open, causing the two of us to vanish.

"I swear I keep hearing people talking and laughing, but no one is here!" The blond male with a deep voice looked out in the hall.

"You might be. There are other people who are staying in this old hotel too, Felix." The darker haired male with the same Australian accent stated as he looked out beside him.

"Why did we have to come here Chris? I read it's haunted." Felix looked uneasy. The other male smiled at the blond, shaking his head slightly.

"You've got to stop reading those stories about ghosts; they always make you uneasy. I also told you I have some things I have to finish for my late grandfather." Chris placed a hand on the other's shoulder, guiding him back into the room and shutting the door.

As I rematerialized I sighed.

"Well you might not frighten the one you are trying to befriend, but the blond might kill over if you appear." Minho chuckled as he leaned against the opposite wall. I shook my head as I disappeared again.

1976

I remember the day I died clearly, it was 45 years ago. Another day of work as a maid at the Blue Royal Hotel. I enjoyed the work. I loved my coworkers, and the hotel paid me quite well. I'd been working at the hotel for just over three years, and rarely had any problems.

It was my second to last room to clean for the day. My stomach grumbled as I thought of the lovely meal awaiting me downstairs that Lowell, the head chef, had promised me for my birthday. I knocked loudly and announced my presence as I opened the door. As I've thought about it over the years I've contemplated; Maybe I should've waited for an answer, or just skipped the room though there was no do not disturb sign.

When I stepped into the room that's the first time I saw Minho, his brown eyes were glossy and empty as they stared at me. His blood was pooled around his body seeping from the gash in his neck and the other holes in his white shirt. A silent scream left my throat as I stumbled forward. The door slammed shut behind me.

I guess I am lucky, for I don't recall the pain, nor exactly how long it took for me to die. I just remember looking down at my own bloodied mangled body floating alongside the other victim. Dying on my 25th birthday was never part of my plan. Though I guess most people don't really plan when they will die.

I only knew Minho as the other victim for about a week. I suppose even ghosts have to learn to be ghosts. The first few days felt like a foggy blur. As I sat watching the police officers come in, taking notes and photos of the gruesome scene. Then the cleaning crew. I watched as they closed the room off, then I just sat there in the now empty room, the image of myself in my gray uniform, soiled with blood remained in my brain. I realized after a day or two that the other ghost had left. When I finally made it into the hallway by walking through the door a week after I died the seethrough man smiled at me.

"I figured you'd come out eventually." His smile was mischievous. "I'm Minho, and by the commotion of when you died I'm guessing your Y/N"

I nodded somewhat confused at everything happening. "Why are we here? I thought spirits moved on when they died." my voice sounded far away, and somewhat gravelly. He shrugged.

"Maybe we have to find the light?" He suggested, as he turned and headed down the hall. I followed him.

"So I guess we are stuck in what we wore when we died." He sighed. It had been two months, we were watching the people in the lobby from the second floor landing.

"At least you look nice. I'm stuck in this gray dress and my stupid work shoes." I complained looking down at my translucent self, before looking back to the people in their fancy clothing in the lobby. There must've been a ball in the ballroom.

"Well I don't think you look too bad." He said offhandedly as he continued to watch the lobby.

"You know we've never found that light people say to follow." I said as I started up the small flight of stairs.

"From what I've reasoned and caught in passing conversations, we can't move on until our souls receive justice. They haven't found the murderer, and with what I have found in the papers I'm not sure if they will." Minho said as he caught up to me.

"Why did he kill you?" I asked softly. The male shrugged, as he ran his fingers through his hair as we reached the next floor.

"I guess it was because I was making headway in my research. I was making a name for myself, and my boss brought me here for a celebratory brunch. It was going well, I was getting pretty drunk. I remember heading to the bathroom, but I don't remember anything else until I was being killed in the room. The bastard killed me then took all my belongings he felt had worth off my body. He was going through my jacket when you came in." He paused then turned to me. "You arrived only minutes after he killed me. I'm sorry you died as well."

1977

We found out a year or so later through the newspapers at the front desk that the man who murdered us was now deemed a serial killer, the "limelight killer" they called him. His usual victims matched Minho's description; young, driven, successful, and attractive males. The limelight killer has claimed the lives of victims in various cities. I was the only female he had killed. The papers seemed to know it was just because I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. 

1986

Almost 10 years after our deaths they caught the man. His body count was at 21 when they put him in a cell to live out the rest of his days. A lifetime sentence in isolation. After his conviction we remained ghosts. Apparently it wasn't just justice our souls needed to leave this place.

2021

Now here we are 45 years later. Haunting the very hotel we had died in. Overall we did prank some horrible guests but we didn't terrorise anyone on purpose. Mostly the people who encountered us were spooked. We did our best to stay in the less populated areas of the hotel, or stay invisible.

I did quite well, except for that poor man a few years back. My ghostly body was tired, I hadn't had a good trance in months. So I just allowed myself to sink through the floor. Which overall would've been fine except for the poor man using the guest toilet on the main floor. He screamed as he held on to that porcelain throne for dear life. Minho teased me relentlessly for months after that. "At least you waited til he was on the toilet to scare the crap out of him."

"I told you I didn't mean to Minho! I hadn't tranced in three months!" I defended.

"And who's fault was that?" He smirked.

"Yours! Every time I went to trance for three months before that you encouraged me to come along with you on some adventure." I threw my arms up.

"Come on, those ghost hunters were so fun to mess with and you know it." He laughed.

"It was fun," I admitted, crossing my arms.

"You know your 70th birthday is in three days" Minho smiled as he sat upon the chair in the empty room we were currently residing in. I nodded as I laid on my stomach on the bed, my head propped up on my hands.

"I can't believe it's been 45 years." I sighed. "I wonder if I would've been a grandmother by now if I hadn't died."

"I'm still shocked you didn't have a boyfriend when we were living." He shrugged as he looked towards the window, the fading light of the late afternoon setting his face a glow..

"Well I was supposed to go on a date the day after we died." I mentioned, as I looked over his profile. Even after all these years I was still mesmerized by his perfect face.

"You've never mentioned a date. Who was it with?" His attention was brought back toward me.

"It was a blind date." I shrugged. "Lowell was going to give me more information at my birthday meal. We don't usually talk about what our futures could've been. So why bring up something that didn't happen." My face fell, how I wished I would've had those opportunities.

"I hate bringing it up because it always makes you so sad." He frowned slightly, then his face lit up. "Let's pretend that we met that day instead of dying and we have now been friends for 45 years. Tell me about your grandchildren. How your dream wedding went. All of the things you feel you missed." he encouraged, as he walked over and laid on the bed beside me, mimicking my current position. I smiled, then shook my head.

"Why focus on what could've been. It will only bring heart break when we finish pretending. Plus those sad feelings take such a long time to go away as a ghost and you know it." I wanted to avoid the longing. Avoid the pain of the heartbreak of things that could never be.

"Well I'm gonna tell you about my fake grandchildren. Apple and Cherry are fantastic children.  Very talented. I spoil them so much. I load them with sugar and send them home with their parents."  His mischievous smile, made me smile too.

"Apple and Cherry? What kind of names are those?" I laughed.

"Their parents love fruits" he defended with a fake hurt expression. He then laughed. "It's better than whatever names your children came up with."

"My children would have named their children fantastic names. Like Rose, and Joon." I said confidently, laying my arms down and resting my head atop looking at him.

"I guess those are better." He smiled, mirroring me again.

When the door to the room opened mere moments later, we quickly disappeared.

When I reappeared, instead of being in the hallway like I expected, I was in the room I died in. Which just so happened to be the room that the two Australian men were currently residing in.

The blond, Felix, was asleep on the bed. While Chris was sitting on the couch typing away at a laptop placed in front of him on the small coffee table. I quietly went over to look at what he was doing. My eyes went wide as I saw my own face staring back at me. The article was about my death; well our deaths, mine and Minhos that is. Did he know he was in the same room where it all happened? I noted the paper he was scribbling on, the word "watch" was circled with Minho written beside it. Yet my name sat on the paper beneath it with nothing beside it. What was he researching? The gasp from across the room made me look up, the blond was sitting up on the bed pointing at me. His eyes wide.

"What Felix?" The man beside me asked, not looking up from the screen.

"Beside you" His voice faint, as his features paled. Maybe Minho was right, the poor kid might keel over because of me. I expectedly looked at Chris. Maybe he would finally see me, maybe I could figure out why I was so drawn to this person beside me.

"I know Y/N is here." He shrugged, eyes staying on the screen. "I figured she would be. She died in this room after all." The man beside me never even glanced up, as he took more notes.

"This is where they died?!?" Felix's eyes bulged out of his head slightly, I was seriously starting to worry if Felix would actually keel over due to my presence.

"Yes, in this room." I almost chuckled with how nonchalantly he answered.

"Chris! Why are we staying in the room someone died in?!?" Felix yelled.

"Well Felix, this hotel is old. There have been many deaths here over the years. Most hotels probably have had a death in some of their rooms." Chris finally looked up with a smirk as he shrugged.

"I'm never leaving my house again." Felix replied then looked towards me again. "Chris, why are you so calm about this?!?" He couldn't calm down, which made me chuckle slightly then I felt bad as he glanced around the room with terror filled eyes.

"Because this is why I'm here Felix. I want to give their souls rest." Rest? Chris, the man beside me wants to give us rest? How?

"How?" The blond asked, seeming to read my thoughts. Chris sighed as he set down his pencil.

"You know how I told you a few months back that my grandfather passed away?" Felix nodded, as Chris stood up. "Well he left a box in his will to his oldest grandchild."

"Which is you..." Felix responded, Chris nodded in response.

"Felix, my grandfather was not a good man." Chris paced, running his fingers through his hair. "I never met him. I never wanted to either."

"Where is this going?" Felix questioned.

"My grandfather was the limelight killer." Chris' words punched me in the stomach, knocking the nonexistent air out of me. Which I didn't think was possible.

"Your grandfather was the man who killed all those people?" Felix's voice was barely above a whisper, the gravity of the situation seeming to weigh down the whole room. "Why did you bring me here?!?"

"Because I couldn't do this alone." Chris opened the closet. Felix grabbed the pillow beside him, holding it up defensively. Chris pulled out a box, then rolled his eyes as he shut the closet door.  "Felix I'm not going to hurt you." He shook his head as he sat on the corner of the bed with the shoe box on his lap. He took a deep breath and opened the box. Immediately I disappeared, yet I was rooted to my spot. "The note I received when he passed was cryptic, I had to solve three riddles in order to find the hiding place of the box. Once I found it, it took me a while to figure out what was inside." He took a deep breath. "Felix, he left their trinkets in this box. I've researched and returned 8 items to the victims' family members that I've been able to contact."

"That doesn't answer why we are here." Felix responded as he leaned towards Chris peering into the box.

"I haven't been able to contact the families of Minho, or Y/N. I know the watch in the box here is Minho's, but I don't know what item is Y/N's." What did that man take from me so long ago? I wondered, I wanted to look inside the box, yet I couldn't move. Why couldn't I move? "I figured coming here I can try to reach out to their spirits and return their items. Maybe that will finally give their souls rest." Chris' words gave me hope. Maybe I'd finally leave this place, but what was awaiting me on the other side? Maybe I wasn't ready to cross, it all seemed so uncertain. Would a trinket really give my soul rest?

"That doesn't explain why I'm here." Felix muttered.

"Because I can't see ghosts Felix, you can. I can feel their presence at times, but I knew you could see them." Chris placed the lid back atop the box. That made much more sense. I truly was invisible to him.

"Where were you?" Minho asked as I rounded the corner of the service hall.

"I was in the room." I mumbled, knowing he wouldn't approve.

"What room?" He crossed his arms.

"The room we died in." I looked away.

"Why?" He cocked a brow.

"I just seemed to reappear there?"

"It's that guy again isn't it?" He seemed annoyed. I nodded. "You know you can't actually befriend him right?" I shrugged looking at the ground. "We aren't like them anymore Y/N. At this point we only have each other to rely on."

"Look Minho, Chris thinks…" I started, when he cut me off.

"Chris thinks? You've talked to him?!?"

"Look, Minho, he thinks he knows how to free us. Also I didn't talk to him. He can't see me."

"Then how do you know this?" He rebuttled crossing his arms. Why was he being such a sour puss?

"Let me start from the beginning. I saw Chris researching oir deaths on his laptop. Then Felix, the blond one, saw me and freaked out a bit"

"Obviously" he huffed, rolling his eyes.

"That's not the point, Minho. Anyways Chris didn't react to me. Then he went and got a box out of the closet. Chris thinks he can free us." My words jumbled as my mind reeled all the information was almost too much.

"What do you mean free us? Y/N have you gone mad?"

"I'm not insane Minho." I glared. "He has items that the killer took from us, he thinks that might release us from haunting this place."

"How does he even have those items?"

"He's the killer's grandson." I mumbled.

"You mean he's related to the man that murdered us?!? Y/N! You can't go near him again." His demand made something inside me break. In the almost 45 years we'd haunted this place he had never demanded something of me.

"You aren't my father Minho, you can't tell me what to do!" I yelled. "Plus what's the worst he could do? It's not like he can kill me! We are both already dead!"

"Fine. It seems like you've made your decision. Him over me." With that final statement he ran forward and disappeared into the wall.

I waited in the hall for him to return. After 8 hours I knew he wasn't coming back, at least not now. Ghosts have a weird way of processing emotions, it seems to take much longer than I ever recalled when I was mortal. I made my way to a small abandoned break room in the service hall, if he was angry I might as well trance while he would be avoiding me.

To say I wasn't worried was a vast understatement. I hadn't seen Minho at all for over 39 hours. Had he somehow found the light without me and moved on? Did someone have a ghost machine like that Ghostbusters movie that they played around Halloween in the ballroom? Where was he? After roaming the halls and looking in every room I couldn't find him. I called his name down the hallways until I heard people freaking out about the ghostly calls. That's when I decided to see if I could find the only person who might have the answers, Chris.

"Shit!" Felix screamed, clutching his chest as I floated through the door.

"Have you…." I started when he screamed again.

"You talk?!?!" He backed into the wall. I sighed and nodded. "Of course the first time Chris leaves the room in two days you show up again!"

"Have you seen another ghost?" I asked.

"There is another ghost? Wait, why do you sound so far away? You sound like you're behind glass." The blond peeled himself away from the wall, stepping closer to me.

"Part of me being a ghost I suppose." I shrugged. I hadn't really interacted with a living being in a decade or so, aside from playing tricks on the ghost hunters. "Anyways I'm looking for Minho, have you seen him?"

He shook his head. That's when I heard a grunt. I looked over to see a very grumpy Minho standing right where he had died. "I knew you wouldn't listen to me" he glared. I closed my eyes and gathered my composure. As I was about to yell at him Felix screamed again. "You really frighten easily, don't you?" Minho sighed as he stared at the man.

"Look Minho, I came here searching for you." I shook my head as I dropped my gaze.

"Why?" He crossed his arms.

"It's been almost 40 hours since you stormed off." He looked down sheepishly.

"Has it really been that long?" He asked and I nodded. "Damn, I must have tranced longer than expected once I got here."

I heard the door open and watched as Chris stepped through with a bag of food and a tray of drinks. "Felix you were right that Cafe down the street is crazy busy!" He paused after he shut the door, staring in my direction. "Who's that?" I looked towards Minho, who shrugged. "Seriously Felix, who is the girl next to you."

"Uh. Y/N" Felix replied looking at Chris confused.

"Huh interesting, did you know a girl who has your same name died in this very room." Chris shrugged, setting down the drinks. He then stopped and slowly turned his eyes large. "Holy Shit! Y/N! I CAN SEE YOU!" He yelled. "I haven't ever seen a ghost before. Oh this is so cool!"

Minho started laughing "You and your friend here have very different reactions" he stated the obvious making me chuckle.

"Felix, do they always look so ethereal? They almost look like us." Chris walked over, eying me and Minho like we were art.

"You know we can hear you right?" I asked, Chris nodded with a gleeful smile.

"I hoped so! Oh my God! This is great!" He looked straight at me. "I have something for you!" He ran to the open closet pulling out the same box I saw a few days ago. When he opened the lid, I was stuck in my spot again. I couldn't move at all. "Where did they go?" Chris asked as he looked up. Felix looked around and shrugged before peering into the box again. Chris lifted a beautiful silver watch, with a black face out of the box. "I was going to return Minho's watch."

"Did you figure out what item was Y/Ns?" Felix asked. Chan nodded, his lips slightly turning upwards as he lifted a plain gold chain, a small key charm hung on the end. My mind was reeling. My necklace dangled in his hands, I never even knew the killer took it from my body. It had been a present from my parents when I turned 16, I never took it off. My parents must've assumed it had fallen somewhere.

"It took me a while to figure out that her necklace was wrapped around the band of his watch. The charm was wedged in the clasp. But once I picked up the watch it all shifted." Chris set both items back in the box and closed the lid. I felt like I could move again. I looked at Minho, who looked just as startled as I was.

"What is in that box?" Minho whispered as he came to my side.

"Chris said it's trinkets from the victims of the limelight killer" I whispered back.

"Why couldn't I move when he opened the box?"he questioned, I shrugged.

"I don't know. It happened the last time he opened the box when I was in the room too." I glanced towards the Australians again, who were now in their own conversation.

"This feels weird." Minho shook his head. "What will happen when he presents us our things?" His voice was unsteady.

"I don't know." I said. Then followed Minho as he sank through the floor.

"I need to ask you something," Minho said, as he floated to my current position in the corner above the lobby door. I enjoyed perching on the molding, watching people hurry in from the storm outside. The molding in this corner always gave shadows to hide in. I looked at him and nodded before returning my gaze to the busy lobby. "Do you like him?"

I looked back at him confused. "Do I like who?"

"Chris." he said, avoiding my gaze.

"No. I'm just drawn towards him, and now we know why. He has my necklace." I shook my head. "Why would you think I like him?"

"He's all you've talked about since he arrived a week ago." Minho sulked.

"Minho, are you jealous?" He scoffed at my inquiry.

"How could I be jealous of a mortal?" He exaggeratedly rolled his eyes. He then paused and looked at me. Those caring eyes I'd become ever so used to after all these years. "You know, I was supposed to go on a blind date the day after we died as well. Ever since you mentioned yours I wonder if you were my date. I wonder if we were supposed to meet. If fate wanted us together."

I sat processing his words. "Minho do you like me?" My words barely above a whisper, I doubted he could hear me over the noise below us.

"I never want to exist without you. So, I suppose I do like you." He smiled as he continued watching the crowds of people.

"I don't want to exist without you either." I smiled, if I was still alive I was sure my ears would be reddening. "Truth be told I've liked you for years, but it's different being a ghost. I always figured you only stayed by me because we were the same."

"I stay by you because from that moment you stepped into that room. I've been captivated by you. I guess I'm just chicken, it's taken me 45 years to say anything." He smiled as he looked at me.

"Better late than never" I laughed, and he moved closer leaning his form into mine as we continued to watch the people scurry about.

That night we just leaned on one another as we roamed the halls. It was as if we were teenagers finding love for the first time. For the first time in decades we laughed and jeered in the hallways uncaring what unfortunate humans stumbled upon us. When we got to the floor we died on Chris was waiting for us in the hallway.

"For two ghosts who usually keep to themselves, you two have been causing a ruckus this evening." He smirked as he crossed his arms.

"Well I only turn 70 once!" I smiled as I placed my head on Minho's shoulder.

"Well, I need to give you a birthday present then. If you'll follow me into the room" he led the way. As we followed him Minho grasped my hand. As we floated over to the couch Felix cleared his throat.

"It's just after midnight." He seemed a bit uneasy, as he looked at Chris. "I noticed you guys disappeared everytime Chris opened the box. So I did some research." Felix sat upon the bed looking at us. I questioningly looked at him. "The reason you disappear is because of the other trinkets. The other trinkets are connected to their spirits and it causes a disturbance so to speak." I looked towards the floor. It made sense others must be stuck in the places they died as well. Part of them stuck in that box.

"So I took the items out before you got here." Chris smiled softly at his companion, then looked back towards us, with his hands in his pockets. "45 years ago so much was taken from the two of you. I am here to make them right. My grandfather was the limelight killer, he took more than just your lives that day. I am hoping to give your souls rest, by presenting you with your items, on the anniversary of the day it happened. If it works, may you rest well." Chris' speech ended as he retrieved the watch and the chain from his pockets. His outstretched hands held things from our pasts that could change our futures. I looked towards Minho who gave my hand a squeeze. I reached out as Chris dropped the chain. It stayed in my hand instead of falling through it. Minho's watch did the same, our eyes grew as we looked at eachother. Suddenly a light seemed to be shining through the doorway to the hall.

"Do you see that light Minho?" I asked.

"I do."

"I'm scared. What will happen once we go to it? Will we cease to exist? Is there really something after this?" My voice shook. Minho placed his hands upon my shoulders.

"I will do this with you. No matter what, I'm here with you." His voice was reassuring. "Remember I don't want to exist without you"

I nodded and stood, hand in hand with Minho. I looked towards the Australians, and smiled. "Thank you." I then looked back at Minho.

We walked into the light together, just as fate always intended.

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