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gasstationlady · 7 months

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GUTS | a lando norris social media au | pt. 2

pairing: lando norris x singer!reader, ex!drew starkey x reader

drew is still hung up on y/n, but the grid’s new it couple couldn’t care less.

notes: final part of guts!! thank you so much for all the love you guys showed the first part <3 and dw i have so many more smaus in the drafts! tried to write and add a bit more but i ran out of space :/ i hope the plot makes sense! i feel like bc i know how i wanted the story to go i can't rlly spot the plot holes as easily.

disclaimer: NOT PROOFREAD. let's pretend that jennifer lawrence "kym illman" picture is olivia lmfaooo. btw the events in “GUTS” sometimes does not line up with the schedule followed in real life. again, no hate to drew and, now also, to ppl on the today show aha. (CONGRATS LANDO FOR P2 AHHH)

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yourusername

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yourusername thanks for having me vmas!!!! <3

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yourbestie STUNNING

user pls not drew liking her post when he doesn’t even follow her 😭😭😭

↳ user no he’s actually so painfully desperate lmaoo

↳ user i’m glad lando and y/n are just ignoring him

↳ user girl i’m not, i want the drama AHA

user love u more than anything

user lando liking and the two of them now following each other 🤔 yup him and y/n are forrr sure together

↳ user yea after the deuxmoi post and lando’s soft launch it’s basically confirmed at this point

↳ user i wonder if she’ll be attending the next gp bc i’d actually die and then come back to life if it happens

user you look BEYONDDDDD 😍😍

user are we fr just gonna ignore drew like..

thetodayshow

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thetodayshow It’s GUTS day! We loved having @/yourusername on the TODAY plaza. 🍒🎤🧡

We sat with Y/N to talk about her new album and recent scandals surrounding the topics of her work. “I just write songs; it’s not my job to interpret them for people.”

Tune in on our Youtube channel for extra clips of our interview with Y/N and her performances!

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user SHE ATE THOSE PERFORMANCES. DEVOURED.

user some of those questions were a bit invasive

↳ user i was thinking the same thing, but y/n handled that rlly professionally

user omg how have her vocals gotten better 😭

user lmaoooooo i see you hiding in the likes lando

↳ user it’s so cute that he’s following her activities 🥹🥹

↳ user he’s probably here bc of what she said in the interview

↳ user wait i didn’t watch everything, what did she say??

↳ user so they asked how she felt about her exes being a popular topic on the internet, and so she said “I just write songs; it’s not my job to interpret them for people.” they also asked about drew and whether they’re going to get back together (which, may i add, felt a little rude to me) and y/n replied with “Those who I’m close with can reach me anytime. I tend to not focus on anyone else.”

↳ user thank you for summarizing!! doing god’s work fr 🫡

user y/n handled the situation perfectly

↳ user no bc the way she said not too much but enough to stand up for herself and her privacy

user AHAHAHAHA SHE RLLY SAID AINT NO WAY SHES GOING BACK TO DREW

ynupdates

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ynupdates Y/n seen arriving in Singapore!

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user wait you’re lying??? actually? waaait 😭

user IS SHE GOING TO THE GP OMG PLS

user i mean i knew they were together but imagine a paddock appearance 😩😩 i don’t think we can handle it guys

user if she makes an appearance at the paddock with lando, i don’t understand why he didn’t just go as her date for the vmas too 😭😭

↳ user i doubt they wanted to hard launch at the vmas lol y/n was barely even in the audience, tbh i think she left early

↳ user y/n has said before that award shows make her rlly anxious, so yea she probably didn’t want too much attention on herself esp with all the drew drama

user did i miss something, i thought lando was still in ny? why didn’t they just travel together?

↳ user lando probs had to leave earlier bc practice started on friday, and y/n still had a few tv show performances which i’m assuming is why she arrived today instead

kymillman

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kymillman F1’S NEW FAVORITE COUPLE

The first driver to arrive this morning was Mclaren driver Lando Norris. For the first time he is joined with his new girlfriend, Y/N L/N, a famous Filipino-American pop singer.

For A3 prints, hand-signed & numbered by a range of drivers/team principals head to kymillman.com

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user omg it’s happening it’s happening

user HEY SIRI PLAY THAT SHOULD BE ME BY JUSTIN BIEBER

user this pic should be put in the louvre that is how monumental it is

user THIS IS HOW I FIND OUT?? FROM KYM??😭😭

user first💔hard💔launch💔is💔a💔paddock💔appearance💔

user the hand holding 🥹🥹

user don’t know if i’m more jealous of lando or y/n

user damn god really out here choosing favorites

user they’re already becoming my comfort couple omg i can’t i love them so much

landonorris

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landonorris Singapore 🥈

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user so proud of you lando!!

user AHHHH y/n cameo

user god idk if i'm ever going to get used to seeing y/n with lando

user SHE LOOKS SO GOOD

user yay carlando podium !!! 🥹

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8 months later

landonorris

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landonorris Happy one year, love ❤️

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yourusername there's nothing i love more than those chips

↳ landonorris 😐

user they're the reason i believe in love

user damn i think this is about to be lando's most liked post lmaoo

user the fact that he calls her love 😭😭

user luckiest man alive i stg

user how does she always look so good

yourusername

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yourusername cause i love to love, to love, to love you

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landonorris that guy's pretty handsome

↳ yourusername very :)

yourbestie LOVE seeing you happy

user omggg i'm crying i can't believe its already been a year

user might sleep on the freeway today

user let the light in is such a cute song to dedicate to someone

user LOL not the third pic

user i love them so much 🥹

user if you ever break up, love isn't real

#f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 imagine #f1 social media au #lando norris au #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #singer!reader #lando norris instagram au

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mxdnightlvers · 1 year

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hey hey! I loves your dottore and pant alone with a virgin!reader, so I was hoping I can request the same thing but with Al haitham, childe, and capitano? If your not comfortable atm, feel free to ignore this request!! I love your work :D

➸ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Alhaitham and Childe with a virgin shy reader (separate)

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None rlly, mainly sweet sex and praise

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: Gender Neutral pronouns and reader

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: sorry I took so long but I hope u enjoy :D I decided to not to Capitano cuz I genuinely have no idea how to write him sorry T^T but enjoy alhaitham and childe <3

Pantalone and Dottore ver here!

𝐀𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦❦

He'd outright deny you. It comes as a shock at first and rightfully so, however, it was just his way of showing concern for you. A bit harsh and cold but when he sees your look of disappointment and shock he ultimately softens his tone. He seats you on his lap, hand linked with yours as he questions if you're sure. Despite dating for a while, he knows how reluctant you were to actually do something like that. You're determined however and knowing that you'll be doing it with the man you love and trust, your worries feel nonexistent in comparison. He searches your eyes for any traces of doubt but when he's met with none, his worries are also dispelled.

He makes sure you’re proper comfortable before doing anything. Towels, condoms, lube, you name it he’s got it. By how much he’s doing it’s slightly intimidating but he simply doesn’t want to leave you to fetch anything if needed. He also lets you get used to everything first with his hands. Letting you feel his hands run up and down your body, your chest to your stomach to in between your thighs. He notices how red you are and simply decides to focus on where his hands are moving, a kind unspoken gesture so you become more comfortable at your own pace. However, he’s closely watching how you react, is your waist sensitive? Or your inner thighs? Or do you just like it when he lightly grazes his fingers against your skin? He’s eager to find out but not at the expense of your pleasure, giving into your desires and finally touching you where u want him the most.

His hands are warm, but not warmer than you are, already turned on by his touches. There’s a slight playful smirk on his face when he feels your arousal and you can’t help but feel like he’s teasing u. Pouting, you whine at him making him finally look you in the eyes. Somehow it makes you even more shy than his fingers that were sliding inside you. “Whats wrong love? You can tell me to stop if you’d want.” He moves closer to you, his figure above you making you feel slightly reluctant to answering. Nothing goes unnoticed by Alhaitham though, and suddenly he’s kissing you softly, if his words aren’t enough to comfort you then surely his actions will. And it does, you’re reminded that it’s not some stranger and your lover taking care of you, so when he pulls away you finally reply to him. It comes out as a stutter but you manage to ask him for more anyways, any pessimistic thoughts quickly disappearing as you feel him move faster inside you. Fingers exploring you and his soft words comforting you, in no time you’re wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him closer as you come closer and closer to your orgasm.

You’re so pretty when you cum around his fingers that he can’t help but mention it. Your mind already blurry with pleasure to properly be embarrassed by his words. Eagerly taking his cock out and positioning himself he asks you one more time if you’re okay, slowly pushing himself inside you when he hears his answer. He’s trying his best to not lose himself to pleasure when he feels just how tight you are around him, but you’re his priority in the moment, his pleasure can come later. Starting off slow but quickening his pace only after you’re okay, ensuring to voice every single thing he feels about you. “You’re doing so well love God- you feel so good.” If you were worried before well, you’re definitely not worried now. He feels too good, better than you’d ever imagine and he sounds so pretty praising you that you can’t help but lose yourself to the moment.

He doesn’t stop praising you at all, whether it be physically or with his words. You’re not the only one enjoying having his cock inside you. He keeps his composure but doesn’t stop telling you how pretty you are or how good you feel or how pretty you sound moaning his name. Soft kisses between each, his hands linked with yours or him holding you closer to him. Each being a way of him comforting or showing his love for you. The initial feeling of shyness you had completely gone as you grow more confident in telling him how you feel or asking him for what you want- simply because of how much praise and care he’s giving you.

He makes sure you cum first but that doesn’t mean he’d be following shortly after. Cum painting your stomach, making you the messiest you’ve been so far. You’re too busy trying to catch your breath though, hands wrapped tightly around his neck as he allows himself to fall into your hold. However, he makes sure to recollect himself first, cleaning you up nicely and holding you in his arms after. Allowing you to rest and sleep comfortably but not after he whispers to you how perfect you are. <3

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞❦

Surprisingly, he doesn't doubt your choice. He wants you just as badly but whenever he'd pursue anything more than simply making out he'd get rejected. It wasn't necessarily a problem, he simply decided he'd wait until you were comfortable enough. So it didn't take him by much surprise when your hands slowly made their way to his belt. However, he knows your hesitance to anything sexual so he gently places his hands on top of yours and pulls away from your lips. When you see the concern in his eyes, the realization of what you're doing finally hits and you're already turned into a flustered mess. Seeing your reaction, he leans closer to you to press a small kiss to your lips, softly whispering to you that it's okay. His soft-spoken tone seems to melt away any worries and your hands are urged to pull him closer towards you.

He positions himself on top of you, his hands slipping under your shirt, eager to feel more of you. His hands are so warm, so close to you, that its embarrassing how much he’s doing it. Trying your best to stay still because it’ll be even more embarrassing if you enjoyed a simple action like this. However, Childe seems to think completely differently, while it’s cute to see you struggle to contain yourself, he just wants to see his pretty lover enjoy themselves! He tilts your head up so he can kiss you, his hands slowing down, now lightly tracing your frame as he eases you into it more slowly. “It’s okay, I’ll take care of you.” The soft, familiar tone of voice effortlessly makes you relax, melting into his touch as he guides you further.

Before you know it, you’re already fully nude underneath him but yet you don’t feel the same nervousness that you thought you would. You’re still shy, but he makes you feel so comfortable that you don’t mind continuing. As eager as he may be, he’s taking his time with you, testing your reactions to certain actions. His hands eventually making their way to between your legs, softly running up and down your thighs, smirking against your lips as you twitch and whine from a few light strokes. Finally touching you where you need it, starting off slow, waiting and watching to see how you react. Inserting his fingers when he feel your hips roll against his hand, slowly moving them in and out, applying pressure to certain spots so he can learn all your favorite actions. You’re unable to even keep up with the kiss because of how good he’s already making you feel. You force his head into the corner of your neck so you can hide your flushed face as you near your orgasm.

You didn’t expect it to feel this good and your sane state of mind is already slipping with your first orgasm. You finally let him pull away, and with the most mischievous eyes he could manage, he brings his messy fingers up to his mouth and licks them clean. He laughs slightly when you turn even more red, placing a small kiss on your cheek when you turn your head to the side. “Sorry, you’re too cute and I was too eager to taste you sweetheart.” He pulls away and unzips his pants, spreading your legs so he can position himself in front of you. His hand links with yours as he moves inside you, savoring how warm and tight you feel around him, but making sure to not hurt you. His cock feels even better than his fingers and has your mind hazy with every thrust. Unable to feel any sort of embarrassment anymore as he hits your sweet spot. Hands moving to pull him closer, allowing yourself to moan louder, mumble whatever incoherent words you want to, all because of how good and safe he makes you feel.

He rarely ever pulls away from you. Kissing anywhere he can possibly reach, gentle praises between each. Occasionally asking if you’re okay, or reassuring you to tell him if you’re uncomfortable. He’s super sweet with his words and actions, holding your hand throughout, so that he makes sure you’re okay. This doesn’t mean he’s putting his pleasure off though, he’s enjoying the way you feel so much, moaning a whining as loud as he wants, because you just feel so good, so why hide it from you? Vocalizing how much he wanted this or how good of a job you’re doing, he’s not afraid to make your first time special.

He can’t help himself but cum when he feels you orgasm around his cock. Pulling out and finishing on your stomach before falling on top of you. He shifts his weight so he doesn’t crush you but he ensures that he’s holding you close. Resting for a bit before grabbing some towels to clean you up and dress you in something comfortable. Holding your hands underneath the blankets as you drift off to sleep, his thumb drawing circles on yours as he whispers sweet nothings to you. <3

#genshin smut #childe x reader #childe smut #alhaitham smut #alhaitham x reader #genshin x reader #tartaglia smut

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myhairpintrigger · 1 year

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helloo! im starting to rlly love your work so i wanted to try and request something

basically reader and aleksander were separated during the end of s1 and reader thought aleksander was like dead dead. aleksander then visits reader through the use of tether and reader eventually keeps getting bad flashbacks about her lover (aleksander) injured in the fold then tether aleksander's heart aches when he saw this. reader thought that aleksander was dead but eventually got to know he was alive maybe a stinkin fluff where they reunited

im so sorry if this doesn't make sense

hello my lovely anon! i really hope this is what you were (somewhat) looking for. if not, please feel free to let me know and i will happily write another piece for you. thank u so much for sending in your request, i love writing them and i especially loved writing this one.

warnings: no specific gendered terms, mentions of blood, otherwise nothing else

word count: 2.4k

Meet Me Halfway (aleksander morozova x reader)

He came to you every single night.

No, it wasn’t really him. Just the memory.

His last moments were branded behind your eyes, and you doubted that they’d ever leave you alone. They even stayed with you when you woke, the lingering horror and fear making you shudder.

You had seen it all. Every terrible second of your lover being dragged to his painful death by Volcra.

You had been tucked securely under his arm, draped underneath the heavy fabric of his cloak. You could still remember the way your head had pounded, the ringing in your ears, the warm blood running down the side of your face.

You had been pushed aside roughly by Mal at some point during the debacle in The Fold, and your head had hit against the railing on the sides of the transport vessel.

Aleksander, your sweet Aleksander, had been holding you upright, even though his hand had just been impaled by Alina, and you clung to his side through it all.

Through his pain, his arm around you didn’t falter even once, determined to keep you on your feet, and even when he fell to his knees, he was sweeping you downwards with care.

Everything after that was still so blurry to you. One moment you were on your feet, fastened by grip to your Darkling’s side, the next you were falling over the edge of the vessel.

Something must have sent the two of you hurtling over the side, and you assumed it was the lanky tracker boy.

You remember everything too clearly after that.

The searing pain all over your body, the scream of agony that seemed so far away yet you recognized it as your own. You leaned weakly against the ship, not able to get to your feet.

The struggle between Mal and Aleksander seemed so listless to you. You remember the hope that was so close to your reach. The hope that you and your lover would leave The Fold alive. There was no way Mal could overpower Aleksander, not even on his best day in his best shape. Not even with his gun.

And he didn’t.

No, the Volcra that came to engulf your Darkling did that for him.

You screamed in horror and tried to scramble to your feet, but Mal pushed you down with his boot.

It was overkill, really. You were no fighter. You knew that, Mal knew that. You were only a Healer.

You heard someone call for Mal up above you two, and you shielded your face as the tracker above you raised his foot again, but the blow never came.

“Get up.” He commanded.

“I can’t.” You whispered, hot tears running down your dirt and blood smudged face. You looked past Mal to where Aleksander had been scooped up by the creatures of The Fold and you let out a sob.

“Try. You don’t get to stay here and die an easy death. You will rot for treason for standing with The Darkling.” Mal spat.

His words rang painfully in your head and you leaned your head downwards and cried, all your pain, physical and emotional, feeling amplified.

When you didn’t get up, Mal grew impatient and leaned down and lifted you up. You kicked and you screamed and you tried to wriggle out of the scrawny boy’s grip, but it was unwavering. You slapped at his chest weakly and stared at the footprints in the sand that belonged to Aleksander.

“Put me down! Put me down this instant!” You sobbed and continued to struggle.

As soon as the two of you were back up with everyone else, he dropped you gingerly to the ground and you landed against the wooden floors with a hard thud.

You made yourself as small as possible and backed up against the wall, sobbing into your knees, the last few moments replaying over and over again in your mind.

And they never ever stopped

Ever.

You had woke screaming almost every night since, the same burning tears streaming down your face as the ones from the night you lost him.

Tonight was no different.

He knew it wasn’t.

He had visited you every single night since he’d limped out of The Fold, followed by nichevo'ya. He called out for you often, tried to touch you often, but never was able to catch your attention. It pained him more than being torn into by volcra. More than anything he’d ever felt, really.

He sat by your side every night as you whined and cried in your sleep, until eventually it became too much and you would sit straight up and sob. He never liked to see you cry, and ever since the first time he saw the sight of tears running down your cheeks, he vowed to end whatever and whoever put you in such a state.

But what could he do when it was himself that was giving you such terrible nightmares?

He sat by your side tonight, as he usually did, watching over you like some kind of Guardian Angel.

Or Guardian Devil perhaps. The irony of calling himself an angel almost made him laugh.

You whispered in your sleep, little “no”s and whimpers of his name. The sound of you quietly calling for him, completely broken, made it feel as if his heart was being twisted roughly.

He knew you were in hiding. He didn’t know where. If he did, he would’ve found you already. Brought you to him, already. Held you already. All he knew is that you clearly were on the run, somewhere in the middle of the forest, holed up in an abandoned little shack. You’d been here for four nights now. He had visited you for each one.

He was pulled out of his silent thoughts when you sat straight up and grasped your blanket in your hands, a choked sound escaping your lips before you laid your head in your hands and sobbed.

He knew what you were feeling. He felt it every single day, every single night. It was like emptiness, but it was all consuming and almost tangible. It was sorrow like he’d never known. Sorrow that ran deeper than that of which pushed him to create The Fold in the first place.

He loved you so much. Just as you loved him the same.

Seeing your shoulders shake in painful sobs had The Darkling reaching for you, out from the darkness that surrounded you. You had made a makeshift bed on the floor with your blankets and your coat, and you were bundled in them tightly. Aleksander knew too well just how much you hated the cold. He reached out towards you, his hand gently resting on your arm in comfort. He didn’t even hardly notice how you were completely tangible under his touch until you jumped and scrambled away from the hand on your arm.

You let out a scream, unable to see in the dark, and you sprang to your feet and yanked down the sheet in the broken window that was keeping the moonlight (and to some extent the cold) out.

The silver light of the moon fell upon him as he rose to his feet in shock.

Your face mirrored the same shock as his and you let out a heartbroken wail.

“No! You are dead!” You cried and backed yourself up against the rough wooden wall behind you, “Stop! Go away! I can’t keep seeing you this way!” You said between cries and hit the side of your head as if you were losing your sanity.

Once he realized that you were seeing him, he slowly walked towards you, his chin trembling just a bit as he mouthed your name.

“You can see me?” He asked softly and continued to approach you, despite the way you were shaking and crying like a frightened child.

“Please, leave me alone. You torment me, night after night, I can hardly remember a sweet memory of you. All I see is your death. Please get out of my head.” You begged desperately.

Sadness seemed to swirl around you in the air, and Aleksander could swear it was palpable as he got close enough to you to touch. He reached his hand out shakily and brushed his fingertips against your tear-slick cheek.

With an anguished cry, you reached up and clutched his hand in both of yours, holding it against your face. Your desperation for his touch triggered his own for yours, and he reached up with his other hand and held the other side of your face.

“Oh, my dearest love, I am here. See me as I am. I am no trick of your mind, I am no illusion. I am here. It is me, your Aleksander.” He whispered and brushed both of his thumbs across your wet cheekbones.

You cried harder and shook your head, leaning completely into his touch.

“My Aleksander died. He died months ago in The Fold. I saw it with my own eyes, you aren’t real.” You protested, but made to move to push him away.

“Nonsense, my love. I cannot be killed by something I created. The Fold only strengthened me. See me now and know that I am real. Know that I live and breathe.” He whispered and leaned forward until your foreheads touched.

You gasped when his forehead laid against yours and you lifted one trembling hand up to lay against his face, tracing your thumb over his inky black scars.

“How?” Was the only word you could manage before he was pulling his hands away from your face to wrap both of his arms around your waist, pulling you completely against him.

“Don’t worry about the semantics of it all right now. I am here and I am alive.” He assured you and you left your hand against his face and wrapped your other arm around his neck, clinging to him as if letting go meant losing him for good.

“How did you find me?” You asked, pressing your face against the hollow of his throat.

The warmth of his skin felt like heaven against your cold cheeks and you nuzzled your face into his neck further.

“I didn’t. Not really. I’m not physically here, my love. I found you through a tether. I have watched you cry, night after night, wishing I could touch you. Do you know how much that has pained me? I never liked to see you cry.” He whispered and pressed kisses to the top of your head.

Though you had stopped crying, Aleksander could still feel the wetness of your cheeks against his neck and he held you even tighter, keeping you pressed completely against himself.

“I’ve tried to touch you. Every single night. Tried to get you to see me. But until tonight, you never have seen me, never felt my touches. I’m not sure what changed.” He admitted.

You didn’t say anything back, you simply leaned in his arms like deadweight and sniffled, trying to regain your breath fully after such intense sobbing.

“Hurt no longer, my little Healer. I am here, you are not alone.” He murmured, trying to soothe you.

Whether you believed he was really there or not didn’t matter to him. He’d find you. He would come to you. He would no longer watch you cry at night, he would vindicate your nightmares, banish them from your mind. He would stop at nothing to have you back with him at his side again.

Your voice pulled him out of his thoughts and he pulled back just enough to see your face.

“Aleksander.” You breathed.

He reached up with one hand to affectionately stroke the side of your face and you leaned into his touch like a content kitten.

“Yes, my love?”

“Come to me. Please come to me. Saints. I’ll even come to you if I have to.“

He breathed out in desperation and he leaned down to lay his forehead against your own, gently.

“Tell me where you are. Tell me where to find you, and I will. I will find you.”

You stayed near him for a second more in the moonlight before you pulled yourself away from him and walked hurriedly over to your bag. You sat on the floor and waved him over to you and he came willingly, sinking to his knees at your side. You pulled a map out of your bag and unfolded it and laid it out over the wooden floor. You pointed at a place on the map and tapped it a few times.

His eyes searched the map for a moment before he realized where you were in relation to him. You were so close. Just through the forest behind his makeshift sanctuary, down the side of the mountain. He reached up to grab your chin and he turned your head just a bit and grabbed your hand gently and moved your finger across the map just a few inches, showing you where he was.

“I will meet you halfway. Come to me, my love.” He whispered and you looked up at him with wide eyes.

He gave you a little nod, confirming his location and you shot to your feet and pulled your boots on clumsily. Your heart raced with anticipation, and you turned back around to speak, but Aleksander was gone.

You didn’t know if he was real, you weren’t even sure that you hadn’t completely gone crazy. But it was a chance you had to take.

You didn’t bother taking anything with you when you burst out the door of the small shack you had taken shelter in. You looked around for a second before you darted out and ran at full speed down the side of the mountain.

You dashed through trees and jumped over little bits of nature in your way. You should have been tired and breathless, but the possibility of seeing Aleksander alive kept you running forward at full speed. You hoped desperately that you were still going in the right direction, and you kept going like that for nearly half an hour until you reached a clearing.

It was faint and barely visible in the darkness of the night, but you could see a cloaked figure running towards you in the distance. You let out a cry as you sprinted forward. Tears fell freely from your eyes as every emotion you had ever felt bubbled up into your chest as you grew closer, and closer, and closer.

Until the two of you collided.

#aleksander morozova imagine #aleksander morozova x reader #aleksander morozova #shadow and bone #shadow and bone imagine #the darkling imagine #the darkling #the darkling x reader #the darkling imagine #the darkling x you #general kirigan #grishaverse #general kirigan imagine #general kirigan x reader #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes imagine

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a-hazbin-reader · 2 months

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IGHT BET-

His Hell name is Sci,as he is an overlord who shares his territory with his twin brother,who’s hell name is Ninja. They’re both called the Bloody Twins and imma explain why but individually,starting with Ninja who’s the oldest.

Now I hope you don’t mind the fact that I made these in gacha but I rlly like their designs- they’re actually redesigned bc I originally made them differently in a more cringy way like in 2021- idk if you wanna see those but I doubt it- anyways

This is Ninja,his full over lord name is The Bloody Ninja as seen in the screenshot.

His human name when alive is Liam Marie-Jeanette- I’ll explain their parents later

When alive,he was the golden child out of him and his brother,his parents favored him more while leaving his brother to basically fend for himself. Liam stayed around his brother the most,absolutely adoring him and helping him grow up with a decent childhood. At the age of 14 he killed his father (I’ll explain in a bit) and both him and Sci were orphaned. Out of the two twins,he started working at an early age as an assassin. Around the age of 20,he found a woman,married her and had a kid with her. The reason he’s called the Bloody Ninja is because he leaves his murder scenes EXTREMELY bloody and the fact that he used every Japanese weapon because they looked cool asf and it just felt right. About almost 10 years later,its December 31st,1929. He’s running from the person he’s supposed to kill,he fell off a taller building and landed on a smaller one on top of a fuck ton of firework rockets,his left eye getting stabbed by one of them. The fireworks exploded and he got severe injuries and third degree burns,he died from his injuries.

In death,he started gaining a bit of power. New technologies from the different demons that were there from different parts of the world,upgrading his weapons at a constant,the thing is….he died on new years,the day when the extermination happens. Bro grabbed angelic weapons and forged Japanese weapons,Nina stars,katanas,etc,out of the metal.

Now let’s move onto his brother and my main oc lol.

That is Sci,The Bloody Scientist,seen in his screenshot.

His human name was Lucas Marie-Jeanette.

He was the forgotten twin mainly,his parents hated him because they only wanted one kid,they didn’t expect two. Lucas spent most of his time reading,anything that his parents taught Liam,Liam would teach it to Lucas. That’s where he learned how to read and write and talk and walk. As he grew older,he found science related books,physics,chemistry,botany,biology- everything! When he was 14,he was just using a chemistry kit he bought himself with his own money that he found and managed to earn in his earlier kid age (10 thru 13). His mother walked in and because she just hated her second crotch goblin,she grabbed his science books and his chemistry kit and threw them away. Lucas got mad,so he grabbed a nearby glass shard and slit her throat with it. His father just so happened to walk past and he grabbed him and started trying to drag him out of the house to throw him out and leave him in the streets,this is where Liam comes in and kills him. Liam didn’t want his shitty father to throw away his only pride and joy of that time.

Now orphaned,the boys do what they have to do in order to survive,they taught themselves to cook and do the chores,Lucas already know how to do most of them because of his mother making him do it. While Liam bounced from job to job,earning money,Lucas took care of the house,buying the groceries when they had enough and also helping his brother when he needed the help. At the age of 16,Lucas was already about to graduate from university,thanks to Liam saving up since they started earning money. Already at the age of 20,Lucas had just graduated from his doctorate in science and he was Liam’s best man in his wedding. Out in town just on a walk,grabbing different items from shops he ran into a rather odd fellow. A famous radio host from that very same town in Louisiana! (Sound familiar? Yeah cause its the smiling deer man himself when alive lmao I wrote it in Sci’s bio I still find it funny when I read it)

They end up starting a conversation due to Alastor asking why he was undressed,which confused our young scientist.

-“Whatever do you mean? As far as you and I are both concerned,I have all the required garments.under and over,that would show that I am not undressed in any sense.”

-“What I mean,my dear,is that you’re not smiling! You’re never fully dressed without a smile,my masculine fellow!”

They walk down the streets while discussing back and forth on why this is even a topic. They end up knowing more about each other and well,they become acquaintances. Lucas returns home,he’s still living with Liam until he can get his own place,and Liam asks him what took him so long while holding his sweet baby girl in his arms,letting his wife rest.

-“What in gods green earth took you so long? You had me worried sick. God Lu. You need a better grasp on time management.”

-“I apologize,Liam. I seemed to have bumped into the famous radio host New Orleans has to offer and well…he asked me a rather conflicting question that had no logic to it.”

Lucas proceeds to fucking explain everything in precise detail of what happened between him and Alastor.- Liam keeps it stored for now in his mind and just tells him to go wash up because and it seemed that Lucas didn’t notice that he was all sweaty- of which he then goes to shower.

Time passed and Lucas seemed rather fond of the radio host,though,having a stern,unchanging poker face,he never seemed to show it. Alastor would try to make him smile in every way,shape or form. Which then leads him to realize….he’s growing fond of the scientist- but not in a friendly manner,oh no….its more than that.

One faithful day,in fact,it was Lucas’s turn to celebrate his birthday,becoming 21 years old was a big deal for Liam,not so much for Lucas,Alastor wanted to make Lucas smile finally. He proceeded to go to an antique store and he found a very lovely gold pocket watch (the watch Sci has in his hand). He buys it,puts the box in wrapping paper and puts a lovely bow on it. He took Lucas on a picnic in a very lovely area. The scientist proceeded to just thank him for doing something nice like this,despite not needing to.

-“Oh but I wanted to,my dear! …Here. I got you a little gift for this festive day.”

He gave Lucas the box,who opened it,confused. He grew up not knowing what love and affection and happiness was…but he learned what they were thanks to his brother and now,Alastor. He saw the gold pocket watch and he froze,proceeding to pull the watch out and looking at it as it said on the front of it “New Orleans,Louisiana 1890”. Oh but that wasn’t it. He proceeded to tear up as he turned it around and saw a small A+L on it. His face grew red and he looked at Alastor with tears in his eyes before he gave him a small,but happily loving smile. He thanked him and hugged him tightly. That was also the day they confessed and the day they became….”roommates” ;) (and they were roommates)

It was the Great Depression. And it’s also the year that Lucas became a cannibal alongside Alastor. Imma quickly say…the reason he’s the Bloody Scientist is that he used random (non innocent) people as guinea pigs for his experiments and they would mainly explode suddenly and leave the room all bloody. Anyways. Lucas and Alastor were now cannibals but they were also switches (ahEm. Their favorite place to do it was the office on the desk,taking turns, also sub!Alastor supremacy like cmon man. AHeM) :).

But not everything good lasts forever. The year was 1931. Lucas was walking with Alastor into the dark woods in the middle of the night. He lead him to a delightful scenery,Lucas was besides Alastor when all of a sudden he stepped on a branch and it alerted a nearby hunter who shot him twice,in his neck and in his chest. Lucas died in Alastor’s arms but not before smiling widely and cupping his face.

-“You…were the best thing….that ever….happened to me…..I love you…thank you for being here for me…never forget me..”

Once he arrived in hell,he immediately remet with his brother,they hugged each other tightly before proceeding to wreak havoc and chaos on Hell. They quickly rose the ranks.

The king of hell himself was surprised when Lucas suddenly appeared in his mansion/palace. He formally introduced himself and he quickly became a favorite of the sweet princess of hell,she started calling him uncle. Which made Lucas,now Sci,very emotional,reminding him of his sweet niece of whom he attended the wedding of. He knelt down to Charlie’s height,which made Lucifer be on edge before being surprised that he hugged Charlie as tears rolled down his face. It made him curious of the sinner so he allowed him to be Charlie’s adoptive uncle.

The way Sci kills sinners is mainly with his needle tail that’s filled with a lovely serum that makes them combust into blood and never recover because he added angelic weapon metal flakes to it and it makes it very lethal.

The twins met a very interesting fellow one day who offered them power beyond their imaginations before they became overlords…..they’re both on a leash.

More than 80 years later,a knock stumbled upon the hotel’s doors. Charlie was the one originally expecting the person that knocked,so she happily opened the door and let them in,much to the confusion of the others,including deer man himself. The figure walked in and Charlie gave him a small tour of the lobby before starting to introduce him to the people in the hotel. Pentious knew who he was so he immediately geeked out as he is a fan of this specific demon. Nifty of course is her usual self. Husk,kinda knowing who he is,offers him a drink to which he agreed to. Angel,trying his usual seduction tricks,got denied in the most….polite way that made him apologize which was unusual. Vaggie,knowing who he was,was skeptical but trusted Charlie and was surprised when she said he’s her adoptive uncle. She went to introduce him to Alastor but Alastor was silent which was unusual for him and he examined the fellow before being his old chipper self. Though after introductions,Sci pulled out a gold pocket watch to check the time,much to Alastor’s surprise who froze right then and there and surprised everyone else from how he’s acting.

-“I’m sorry,my dear….but where did you get that beautiful watch?”

-“This old thing? My partner gave it to me on a very special day. Why?”

-“May I see it?”

Sci quietly closes the watch and hands it to him. Alastor proceeds to examine the watch before turning it around and freezing before looking at him,smile almost gone before quietly going.

-“Lucas..?”

His voice without a radio filter sounded just like him when alive. Lucas quietly examined him before freezing,grabbing the pocket watch,putting it away and hugging him tightly. Charlie awws at the scene. Everyone is confused before Alastor explains.

-“wait..radio pimp did get laid?? Oh that’s fuckin’ rich!”

When the war against heaven happened,he was killing angels effortlessly and with glee as Ninja watched alongside the V’s,mainly ignoring Vox.

He was worried when Alastor suddenly disappeared but enjoyed watching Lucifer beat the shit out of Adam.-

He very much enjoyed helping Charlie rebuild the hotel and he was even more happy when Alastor returned,smiling at the scene and hugging him tighter than everyone.

Months later,he finally reveals in front of everyone,why he wanted to lead Alastor out before he died. He pulls out a box from his pocket,gets on one knee and fucking proposes to him right then and there,making him CRY IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. Alastor says yes and about 4 weeks later,they get married.- now onto kids.

Sci knows that guys can’t have kids- but who said that’s stopping him from making ways on how to get kids.- bro literally makes a serum that he injects himself with before him and Alastor…get it on- and he manages to get himself…pregnant- I know- what a sudden twist- but but but. When he does have their little creation,they have twins- oh what a coincidence because he himself IS a twin- he names the twins Juniper and Berry- because he loved picking juniper berries to make poison with. Nicknames his baby girl June and absolutely loves Berry as well- June is the exact copy of Alastor with Sci’s eyes and Berry is a perfect mix of both-. Sci pulls the serum stunt again and they have another baby- a baby girl who’s basically the exact copy of Sci with hints of Alastor’s palette and she’s a fucking dorable.

Now let’s move onto the shit parents. Their parents aren’t really American- their dad is French,their mom is British,(I can imagine Al going nuts for a French British s/o 👀),both of them were pedos. Because every fucking friend they brought over,they would sexually harass and sometimes manage to non consensually no-no them. So they made them be loners.- they meet their boys again in hell- only to get absolutely slaughtered by ninja and sci’s new powers- alongside Al and him and sci’s kids- so in the end its a happy ending for everyone except the shit parents :D!

That’s all! If you wanna ask anything,go ahead

THE ROMANCE 👏 THE POCKET WATCH 👏 THE DRAMA 👏

#LOVE THEM #LOVE THEM LOVE THEM #Their designs are so CUTE #you put a lot of love #into them I can tell #ugh they're amazing

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rei-does-stuff · 5 months

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Some ramblings of g5

-Very excited for the future of Tyt esp now since with mym ending theyll probs get way more budget and with the specials coming and the longer runtime!!! It’s exciting! I do wonder if the animation/format of tyt can work in longer forms but we’ll just have to see :)

-Allura’s brother has some connection to sombra, bc like its pretty clear this new place is like the crystal empire and WHO was the main villain of that? Sombra? Maybe he was someone who saw sombra’s work and wanted to finish it???

-Tyt’s new ep shows that Allura is IN maretime bay so I’m guessing until we get our first tell your tale special her stuff will be similar to opaline’s role in tyt (aka silly slapstick of her trying to gain power and failing) Im hoping her character will be as fun as opaline but I’m kinda doubtful since opaline was like SO iconic

-I need to see more of her to rlly get a feeling for her, what im hoping is that she’ll so serious and edgy abt EVERYTHING meanwhile her little bunny sidekick will be there to balance everything out

-Speaking of Opaline I did wish we got more of her backstory, she did say she’d be back so maybe we’ll get it eventually in tyt?

-Comet being basically a minor mane 7 is interesting, I hope they do more with him, maybe hitch can get a boyfriend idk

-I WANT SPARKY TO GROW UP, MAKE HIM TALK AT LEAST PLEASEEEEE

-I like how we’re slowly getting more of Sunny’s ang’s personality back!

-HC TIME THO Sunny gets paranoid easily now after her defeating of Opaline and Allura, her friends are always there to calm her down tho :)

-Okay I think that’s everything!

#rei says stuff #mlp g5

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mon-cheri-stanley · 2 years

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im a little scared to share this but this is a crack au inspired by the apartment ending. basically stan’s wife IS the narrator

i mean it was SUPPOSED to be a crack au but then it became angst very quickly 😭

basically stan and wifey got trapped in the parable together, only difference was stanley kept resetting whenever he triggered an ending and she was forced to remember everything. she gradually transformed into a cocky narrator over (several decades?) and stanley doesnt remember any of it.

and yes i suppose she uses any pronouns at this point. she doesnt rlly care. does she even have a name? i dunno. thats been forgotten too. she'd always been The Narrator, but The Narrator wasn't Stanley's love anymore. maybe someday he could tell stanley, because there's no one else that he loves more deeply.

time for details and headcanons :D

- she worked as a journalist, but was far more interested in being a creative writer but couldn’t find the time. she’s fluent in french and bakes for fun, but stanley does most of the cooking.

- i don’t know how they ended up in the parable, they worked together countless times to find a way out, but every time stanley managed to cross an area and trigger an "ending", he'd show up back in his office, completely forgetting everything that happened. it continues like this for many years. she developed a script because it was too exhausting to keep up with filling stanley in every time.

- her voice changes dramatically from years of speaking. in this omnipotent state, she could change so many things about herself, and she could let other things go, like her physical body. she'd adopted the deeper, signature Narrator voice to help her detach herself from what life used to be. because hoping hurts when every death, every escape, every end is meaningless. it was far easier to see herself as a narrator with a script, rather than trying to fight and hope for things to change.

- it's why she'd sometimes leave stanley in his office to push buttons for months. it's why killing him through the countdown sequence had become less stressful and more maddening, more sadistic, more satisfying. it's why they're so attached to stanley, but also roots for his demise. why they appreciate his choices, why they loathe his attitude and disobedience.

- sometimes, she still wants to tell stanley how much she still loves him. how much she wants to go back to the way things were. to confront him. tell him the truth. she couldn't do it on every run, because it hurts when stanley forgets. so whenever stanley chooses a specific route, the cargo lift, she tries to prepare herself to tell stanley the truth, just this once. she hoped that it would ease the pain and exhaustion, but she can never get the courage to. stanley is always so interested in reuniting with his wife when he gets on that cargo lift, but once theydo that, what happens then? the game was just going to restart, as much as she yearns for even just a minute of time with him, the way they used to be.

- she’d given up on that hope. the narrator mocks stanley. he no longer had a life partner, united through their rings and their vows. not in the conventional sense, anyway. now, they were divorced, but also united in a painfully twisted way, one unknowing and the other doomed to boil in futile hopes. besides, he’d grown to know a lot about stanley these past few decades. his predictable mannerisms, the way he reacts to being tricked, or threatened, or cornered. the things he does to survive. he wouldn't have been able to learn these things if it weren't for the limits he could push upon him, with the promise that he'll be completely fine in the end, another blank slate with which he could do whatever with.

- in the epilogue, when stanley had been set free, he never learns the truth. and maybe that’s a good thing

anyway heres a more lighthearted doodle i couldnt fit anywhere lol

au or not i figured i’d make a wife design and i knew without a doubt that she had to be a total girlboss

#the ring is Narrator Yellow™️#i tried to incorporate the purple glasses too bc i thought it’d be cute #the stanley parable #ultra deluxe #i was struggling on deciding on pronouns so if its a bit confusing thats me bad LOL #again this is just an au and not a headcanon/theory kahhdjsjc #oh this is totally rooted in stanarrator i think i just made it sexier KFHKSHFJS #because if this were to also take place in my escape au she could get her body back but now she has a Sexy Narrator Voice #please meditate on this idea

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gilly-moon · 11 months

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[5 Characters & 5 Tags]

Tagged by @harleyshahas (thank you ♡!!!!)

Riku/Sora (Kingdom Hearts) - KH is the game that got me into video games, and inspired me all the way to getting my current job in game dev, and Riku is at the heart of why I love the games so much. But I had to put Sora too, because one without the other just doesn't work. Without Riku, Sora couldn't have his arc of "I want to be better than Riku" to "I want to be better with Riku". And for Riku, his transition from dark & edgy to chosen keyblade weilder all ties back to how he looked down on Sora, then tried to make up for his mistakes, and finally trusted and loved Sora completely. They complete each other and challenge each other to grow and become better at every turn. Also their reunion in 2 absolutely ruins me every time. Sora crying on his knees will be burned in my brain forever.

Zack Fair (FFVII) - Crisis Core was at one point the only game that would work on my PSP lol. But I didn't need any other games because Zack the puppy was everything to me. Watching him struggle with the morality of being a SOLDIER, all while desperately trying to protect his friends and failing at every turn...that shit hurts, and yet he keeps his smile and honor right up til the end. He is THE sunshine boy of sunshine boys and I could gush about him all day long. His scenes in Advent Children destroy me.

Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu) - the real blorbo of my heart, the bitch I latched onto and will love to the end of my days. His ability to take even a team of strangers and lead them flawlessly within just a few minutes is so admirable. He knows exactly how to bring out the best in everyone on the court. It hurts me to this day that he never got to wreck Shiratorizawa before he graduated (also that moment where he falls and slips in season 2 uggghhhhh) but jokes on them because he's the one who got an honorable position on an irl team!! I get some people call him an insufferable asshole but thats exactly why I like him! Let characters be insufferable!!!!! Its fun!!!!! And besides, when it comes down to it, he's genuinely a good person who wants everyone on his team to be involved and be their best. Love of my life. No Oikawa haters allowed on my blog.

Pitch Black/Kozmotis Pitchiner (RoTG) - basically since the movie came out I have been ready with a "Pitch did nothing wrong" speech at all times. I feel like I don't even really have to explain this one, I mean....yall get it. You know why we're all still here, loving him and the Guardians to the end of our days. I will say, though - idc if it's book version or movie version, my love for this asshole remains the same.

Nico di Angelo (Percy Jackson) - ah, the original blorbo. The queer awakening for so many people even before he was out in the books. This is another "I love him because he's kinda rude" character. His hatred towards other characters is always warranted tbh, because they ostracize him for?? No good reason at all???? No one wants to or tries to be his friend in heros of olympus for the first four books (except Hazel, who practically has to force others to talk to him) and it pisses me off to no end. Percy spent battle of the labyrinth hunting him down, but would he have been so dedicated if he wasn't getting the iris messages??? Doubt it. Anyway. I adore Nico, he deserved better, and I'm so glad he's got a wonderful bf and his own book now. I will never get tired of him and I really hope the tv series goes well so he can finally come to life in live action ♡

Honorable Mentions: Ronan Lynch, Cloud Strife, Roxas, Hiccup Haddock, Sasuke Uchiha, Portgas D. Ace, Killua Zoldyck, Allen Walker, Vlad Masters

I don't rlly talk to many people on here so...if one of my picks was also yours, consider yourself tagged!

#i could write full essays on all of these characters #including the honorable mentions #thnx again for tagging me!!!!

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randomjreader · 1 year

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YOUNG ROYALS SEASON 2 SPOILERS AHEAD, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Here we go, part 2 of my mess of thoughts while watching young royals

Hot take: Simon and Marcus aren't that bad tgt, but Simon's heart isn't entirely into it so it's never going to work out. I just hope Simon is direct with him now before shit goes down with Wille again

SIMON THROWING THE DODGEBALL AT WILLE 😭 that was personal 💀

Ahhh I get why Simon is mad, but Wille does have more to consider when it comes to big decisions 😭 I feel so bad for him

YES YES YES FELICE AND WILLE MAKING UP, WILLE APOLOGISING FOR KISSING HER LIKE THAT, FELICE BEING SO UNDERSTANDING AHHHHH I LOVE THEM

No honestly? Any doubt I had abt Felice back in season one? Squashed, killed, crushed underneath the sole of my foot. Absolute top tier character I love her to bits

"it hurts so much. I feel like I'm gonna die" STOP PLS MY POOR WILLE JUST SHATTERING MY HEART WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER

THE LOVE LETTER TO FREDRIKA, IT HAS TO BE FROM STELLA RIGHT? SHES LOOKING AT HER LIKE THAT THERE'S NO WAY IT'S NOT FROM STELLA

WILLE IN TEARS WHILE PUTTING ON HIS MAKEUP PLS 😭😭 SOMEONE PROTECT HIM PLS STOP HURTING HIM

MORE FREDRIKA AND STELLA MOMENTS IM CALLING IT RN THEY'RE A THING

Ok, not them making me feel bad for August??? He set up a whole romantic thing for Sara and she bails? Yikes

Marcus showing up for Simon? Aww

But Simon not telling him the names of his fishes bcs they remind him of Wille :(

I FUCKING KNEW IT, STELLA AND FREDRIKA AHHHHHHHH I AM HERE FOR IT 🏳️‍🌈

FUCK YES THEY FINALLY KISSED!!! BUT SIMON IS STILL WITH MARCUS?? ITS MORE COMPLICATED NOW 😭 Lowkey feeling bad for Marcus man he does seem to like Simon a lot

Simon singing to Wille 😭 y'all I'm in my feels rn

WILLE WAS SO HAPPY AFTER THE KISS AWWW <3

NOOO SIMON CALLED THE KISS A MISTAKE

OK, ITS HAPPENING, WILLE TOLD SIMON THAT AUGUST POSTED THE VIDEO

Ughh this whole music room fight, I hate that I understand both sides and it's just a whole djoajdkskfkwjdjxn

Wille going to Simon's house to talk to him 😭 AND IMPLYING THAT HE'D ABDICATE FOR HIM

That phone call, August was tryna buy Rosseaou for Sara right? That's kinda sweet actually

WILLE THROWING UP AHHHH

THEY CLOSED THE CURTAINS, I REPEAT, THEY CLOSED THE CURTAINS

Okok, I rlly do feel bad for Marcus. I mean, he was harsh and Simon is not wrong in saying he did tell him that he didn't want anyth serious, but I do understand his anger and it makes me feel bad for him, bcs I do think he did like Simon a lot

OK, ANYTH I SAID ABOUT FEELING BAD FOR AUGUST? KILLED, CRUSHED, COMPLETELY DEAD. HOW FUCKING DARE HE

Ok, it doesn't erase that I did feel bad for him when he went thru shit but my rage at him for blackmailing Wille is overpowering any sympathy I feel for the guy

Also ALEXANDER??? BABES I WAS ROOTING FOR U I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN U CAME BACK HOW DARE U BETRAY ME LIKE THIS

OH MY FUCKING GOD, THE ENTIRE FUCKING GUN SCENE WAS SO INTENSE, I ACTUALLY JUMPED

I WATCHED THAT SCENE TWICE IN SWEDISH THEN ONCE IN ENGLISH BCS I JUST NEEDED TO HEAR EDVIN PORTRAY WILLE'S RAGE

Thereeeee goes Felice and Sara's frnship, it was fun while it lasted 😔

YES YES YES YES YES THEY'RE BACK TOGETHER

STOPP NOT THE I LOVE YOU FROM SIMON THEY'RE TRYNA MAKE ME CRY FR I LOVE MY BOYS SO MUCH

Sara?? Telling the police?? Oh god ok good for her for trying to do the right thing but there's still the drug thing and I think it'll backfire...

HE TOLD THE WORLD, THIS IS NOT A DRILL, WILHELM TOLD THE WORLD THAT IT WAS HIM IN THE VIDEO WITH SIMON

The look in the camera 😭 we ended season one with a completely stoic expression and now we have a small smile I LOVEE

Well. That was a giant emotional rollercoaster. I'm gonna need about 3-5 business days to process everything now.

#young royals #young royals 2 #wilmon #prince wilhelm #simon eriksson #felice ehrencrona #sara eriksson #august of årnäs #young royals marcus

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pieroulette · 1 year

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I am thinking of posting a fan fiction but I don't really know how can I continue to finish it.. I once posted one but the account got deleted for some reasons.. I really wanna post that fan fiction because I personally think the idea is quite unique but I don't think anyone would actually be interested as it would be my first work on this account.. I have noticed you are a slow updater (no offense) how do you keep yourself motivated to finish your work for such long time period... BTW LOVE YOUR WORK AND HOLY MOLY LOVE SCAM PART 1 WAS SO UNPREDICTABLE when I was reading that I was like OMG OMG for whole time.. Can't wait for the next part :')

Hi anonnie ^^ THANK YOU SO MUCH IM SO SO GLAD TO HEAR U LOVE IT :(( and to answer your question, It would be quite a lengthy paragraph but I hope you'll bear with it!

It's totally normal to have doubts and overthink whether or not people will like your story or just in any other form of art. But if you don't take the first step, then nothing will happen. If you don't believe in yourself first then no one will. If you want it then you should go for it, I'm a firm believer in chasing after a chance than just letting it pass by like the fleeting clouds or butterfly just bcs you were afraid it might not work the way you want it to be.

And truly, it might not really work out for the first try and that people might not like your story but isn't that how everything and life in general works out? You gotta try again, again and again till you succeed. You won't always get everything in the first try and that's totally fine. But you don't always have to dwell on that on the negative side, just go ahead and try! Don't let it hold you back.

But in terms of being a writer, just reminding bcs just in case if it hits you someday—here's one thing you have to remember: it's quite complicated really but it's actually simple. Write it because you want it, not because people want you to write it (unless you accept requests obv) and not because they want it (for example, smut.) Yes of course, we write for people—in fact the final drafts is for the readers themselves—however, you write for you and because you love what you write, you'll keep writing even when no one does. That's the pros and cons of being a writer. Just do it.

And yes lmao, I'm a very slow updater since I would always plan everything and then delete it, the cycle keeps going on so yea 😭✋🏻 and to answer your question for how I can keep myself motivated to write for a long period is a whole lot of reasons..:

1) I wholeheartedly love to write. I love writing that's why I keep doing it. Even when it's so freakin painful bcs of how dry my English becomes sometimes, it's still fun.

2) feedbacks + compliments from readers (compliments aren't always that necessary tho, feedbacks r.) , they're that little doses of motivation fuel that keeps you going. They're necessary, sometimes you won't get them though. If I have to be honest to you, ngl I broke down when LOVE SCAM didn't got the feedback I expected bcs I put a whole lot effort in it and I had so much hope in it. Apparently I was this rlly rlly close to delete that fic but I changed my mind bcs why? Even though I was crying bcs of sadness at that time, I didn't do it bcs why?— I love to write. Even if no one likes that particular story, I still love it. I had this three thoughts in my mind that time:

"maybe it's just that awful, I can improve a whole lot more better next time."

"maybe it's just not their taste, I still love it though."

That's just how it is. Your mind is your greatest friend and enemy after all. But later guess what! There's still feedbacks though, so gratitude and mental resilience in general also plays a big role.

3) read alot! Articles, books, books bout writing, nonfiction, fiction, biography and almost anything. Find every little thing to keep you inspired. For me, I write for enha! So I watch their vids and their mvs, i actually had a writer's block on Nov and that I kinda lose the motivation to write—thats why you'll see there's two months gap from EP 9 and ep 10 ><

4) last but not least, this is my principle that I have been practicing for awhile now—consistency over everything. In writing, quantity is alot more important than quality. You gotta write everyday no matter how small. You can't improve on the quality if you don't first work on your quantity of writing everyday—you gotta make time for it! Write that chapter, writing sprint or just a tiny short draft of 50 word count. It matters alot, atleast you're still moving.

So to conclude everything, being a writer is very fun but also very painful 😤❤️ I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST IN YOUR FIRST WORK AND YOUR FUTURE WORKS, SKSJRKSLAS IM ROOTING FOR U!!! GO FOR IT AND TELL ME TOO BCS I WANNA SUPPORT YOU DUH 😩😩🔥🔥 I APOLOGISE FOR THIS LENGTHY ASS PARAGRAPH BUT IM ROOTING FOR U ANONNIE <3333

#myanonz

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salt-volk · 2 years

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am i like... the only one who doesn't think any of this is all that bad?

dv has always been slow making improvements, but it seems especially since hiring artist team we've gotten lots more updates, and some reasonable progress has been made. they're also making slightly better effort to communicate. trying to listen and implement things here & there (midmonth updates as a thing).

is it perfect? absolutely not. could they be doing better and making more progress faster? definitely. are there some major fumbling points that raise community tensions to a boil (like customs)? yeah, of course. but idk..

no shade on anyone, your feelings are valid. but sometimes it all seems so "dramatic" (not rlly the right word, but you get the intention). like instead of monitoring improvements checking in occasionally just kinda waiting it out, it has to be a catastrophized thing like "ahh dv is ending!!! i'm leaving dv!!! fuck everything and fuck the staff!!!"

and ik that dv isn't beta anymore so most ppl have the attitude of "all of this should have been fixed forever ago! i can't believe we still having this problem! things need to change NOW!!". but... idk nothing in dv to me is so pressing that i feel absolutely enraged over it or like i need to delete my account or boycott or something.

i feel kinda like a passenger just along for the ride, curious to see what happens next. i'm absolutely critical, and give input in improvement threads when it feels necessary. def a lot needs to change. i understand the urging staff to look at certain issues. but i also just feel mostly neutral passivity.

maybe its just social media. ppl being in their feelings or using certain language to make a point. but i don't think i've ever felt as strongly abt anything on dv as half of the ppl here do. if i found out anji was actively currently donating $ to an organization that funded conversion therapy or something like that, THEN i'd be like "okay i'm leaving dv i'm never spending money here again" and all of that. but just simple stuff like "updates are too slow" "the custom system is fucked up" "staff communication is bad"... to me, these are all things that can probly improve with time and better site resources. that i can easily stand to just curiously wait around for.

i don't feel like i lose anything by staying, or that i'd gain anything by leaving. i'm very invested in the concept of dv and want it to do well, but maybe i'm invested in a v detached way or something. i just can't bring myself to be outrage level mad abt this stuff bc it's all just pixels and shit at the end of the day. most of the "major dv scandals" just remind me of similar issues with other games ive been on early in their start, or working on weirdly managed creative group projects in college, or other things. nothing so far has been unbearably bad to me, or even close to it. i've seen it all before. or if i haven't i get where it comes from.

and idk even after all the bullshit with them, i guess i still kinda trust staff to improve? maybe i give the benefit of the doubt too often. i just feel like none of it is intentional. i think they don't have proper funding or management skills, and they're not used to running a website like this. it's all just growing pains that they have to sort out and learn from. and there's evidence that certain aspects are still steadily improving over time. will they improve fast enough before every other person except me leaves dv out of frustration or whatever? idk, i hope so. but i don't lose anything by just hanging around to see. at the least its an interesting experience and a study in online communities. at the best, the site genuinely does fix it's issues and i'll be glad i hung around.

just sometimes reading stuff on here... i start to feel like i'm the only one who's kinda chilling in the back while everyone else is predicting dv's downfall, getting into rlly heated arguments, writing manifestos abt why they're going to leave or whatever lol.. it's good to see ppl so passionate abt something but that also makes it a strange and tense environment. it can feel surreal to be surrounded by it all. ykwim?

#Mod yoshi #anonymous

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sleevesareforlosers · 1 year

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happy solstice jordan!! one thing i’m looking forward to for the new year that i’m also kind of terrified about is graduating and finally being done with school! i’m anxious about finding work but i think once i’ve got everything smoothed out and in place i’ll be really happy post-grad!

something i’m bringing forward from this year is the work i’ve put into my art, i really want to keep experimenting and pushing myself and not just letting myself get into a rut. i’ve been experiencing a lot of self-doubt this year with my art especially but i’m proud of the way i’ve been managing my time and the challenges i’ve faced so i want to bring that energy with me into 2023 :}

the weather here has been clear and sunny but pretty cold the last few days! right now it’s like 11 pm and it’s about 30 degrees F outside, so that’s like. -1C? during the day it’s more like 35-40 F. i don’t really care much for the cold so i comment on it every time i go outside BUT it’s still nice and it’s given me a chance to wear my new winter coat which is a very cute puffer jacket!

if i could be anywhere right now i think i would still pick to be home :) one of the things i’m most nervous about with moving out on my own is not being in my home where i’m comfortable and have all my stuff with me the way i like it but mostly about not being around my family so i’m enjoying spending as much time as possible living at home during the breaks and being around pretzel and my parents and siblings. also once i move my friends who live around here aren’t going to be as readily available though others will be so there’s that as well 🤔

definitely i am a serial rewatcher/listener/reader! i like the things i’m comfy with and it’s hard for me to go outside of my comfort zone and experience new things with media especially. i reread a lot of books and i rewatch youtube videos and movies and music. especially shows, i really don’t watch a lot of tv, and when i do watch tv i have a tendency to put on old shows that i’m comfortable with. i make exceptions for star wars shows but that’s it and aside from the mandalorian and andor sw has been very disappointing lately so that’s been tough. i think the one thing that may be an exception is music! while i like relistening to all my favorite bands over and over and over on loop i also really enjoy the experience of finding new music that i enjoy and playing that over and over also :)

i hope you’re having a wonderful day danny i love u!! 💝💝💝

pretzel says hello as well 💕

[ID: a fluffy golden puppy dog lying on a tan corduroy couch, looking into the camera with his paws tucked up. end ID]

happy day after solstice love!! enjoy a longer day today than yesterday

!!!! wah thats so exciting. i cant believe ive known you like. long enough to see you do your entire degree im SO excited + proud of you and im wishing you ALL the best w your postgrad stuff!!

YES its been very clear in the art ive seen that you're putting so much effort into it and its absolutely paying off. cannot WAIT to see where you go from here! ik self doubt is a bitch but you rly are so talented i hope you can keep up your energy w it into the new year and beyond

OUGH! chilly! im glad you have a nice new jacket to keep you all toasty esp if you dont rlly like the cold. and i hope you've got as much hot chocolate as you want to warm up w when you get back inside! ive been drinking sooooo much hot chocolate recently its life changing esp when its cold out

wah thats so sweet. i absolutely understand moving out can be SO intimidating but i hope when you do end up moving you find a place that you can make yours and be just as comfy there as you are at your parents place. and in the meantime! enjoy the being home! give pretzel a BIG BIG kiss for me im saying hello back to him and givin him a good scratch

this answer does NOT surprise me at all and props on being the first person to come down firmly on one side or the other. esp w tv i totally get that <- has been rewatching supernatural unfortunately. its so much more of a time commitment and esp with shows that are just coming out its like. you want a decent payoff for your time + energy investment. like w star wars shows i was SO excited for bobf and then. well. i think i watched like two episodes and then the Thing Happened and i was like 'yeah im not finishing this' but i have heard SUCH good stuff about andor and its done coming out for this season so i just need to sit down n actually watch it.

its nice that new music is easy for you its SUCH a delight to find new music you actually like so im glad that you get to have that!!! anything specific thats been in your playlists recently?

i DID have a wonderful day yesterday i hope you have a good one today!! love youuuu

#discussion group #ghostxraven

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my-strange-attraction · 2 years

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Ok so I'm going through a bit of irrational identity questioning rn and I know it's not logical but if you could just reassure me I'd rlly appreciate it. What if I'm just, not aro? Like I'm ace for sure 100%, but I've never actually been able to differentiate romantic and platonic attraction. I even had a few times where I thought I liked someone romantically but then decided I didn't. And I know that it's hard to tell with this kind of attraction, but what if I'm just straight? Like the last time I thought I had romantic feelings for someone what if I was actually right and I've just been in love with my best guy friend for a while? I just don't know if i feel like "yayy friend<3" the same way I feel "yayy friend<3" for my best friend so I'm having a hard time figuring it out.

Sorry it's taken so long to get back!

Ok so first thing I need you to do is stop worrying about your labels. I know it's really difficult because society has hammered it so hard into our brains that we need to have a label that we will keep for the rest of our lives because it's what we intrinsically are, and especially because an aspec identity is so hard to come to terms with in the first place so you want to hold onto it with a vice grip so you don't have to be confused and alone anymore. I promise you that the spec community is still for you even if you end up in a hetero romantic and sexual relationship with a white picket fence and 2 kids. I also promise you that society is wrong about how labels work, everything about you is fluid and constantly changing, and it's ok to be aromantic one day and romantic the next. It's also ok to forego labels altogether, though it sounds like you've found a lot of comfort in your aspec labels which is perfectly fine as well.

If you think you are comfortable enough with your friend and he's not the type of person to be weirded out by the possibility of you liking him, my first piece of advice is always to communicate with the person. You can also talk with someone you are close with who you feel understands you really well but is separate from the situation and see what they have to say about your specific situation.

I think it's great that you are so introspective and questioning what you feel. However, as an introspective person myself, I know firsthand how that can get us in trouble and trap us in our own brains. Sometimes it can help to find distractions and care a little less about the situation. Situations like these usually work themselves out in the end, and it's not avoiding your problems if you've made a decent effort already to figure it out and decided you're confused. Confused is a perfectly fine and normal state of being to be in. I am almost constantly in it, despite how confident I might appear in my identities online, and if you come to terms with the idea the confusion is exciting in its own way I think that will help you out a lot.

One last thing I want to say is that it's never irrational to question your identity in any way. Everybody has doubts, constantly, and I really admire the fact that you are reaching out to my blog/ blogs like mine to get some advice in the matter. You are perfect already, don't worry about being irrational.

As always, followers can add on any advice! I hope this helps, anon :)

#ask #anon #advice #aspec #cloudy rambles

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yeah the vibe is different </3 it now feels less like a personal chat and more like a personal chat in a public space but what else can we do when tumblr keeps being homophobic TT-TT

yeah I hope so too!! I'll bring it up to her soon as we still have Sci-fi cons which we regularly attend bcs I think that'd be cool!

and aaaw that sounds adorable!! The Sci-Fi cons that I visit always have lots of kids that age running around with their plastik lightsabers and usually clone wars masks of Anakin and Obi Wan and it's the cutest thing to watch them run around and play out their ideas

yeah she probably won't ksjdlsk it's just that we're both so used of someone bitching at us for buying even the most necessary shit so we gotta get used to that no longer happening slkjdlsk I'll probably bring it up to her soon, maybe tomorrow after uni! Hell I can even pay for it myself, I still have a lot of unused money from the past few cons since I barely bought smth aside from postcards / small prints

ksjdslk you're going to have the sickest bookshelf if that works out! and I hope it does skdjsl But yeah that sounds like a solid idea as to where to put them!!

ooh I think with the shows coming out there should definitely be a spike on tutorials for them!! Though I highly doubt there weren't some to begin with with Star Wars being such a huge franchise!! (and yeah I think that could probably be a solid start!!)

Yeah that's also always what I have noticed (it's probably also one of the most comfortable options ngl skldjsk) I think attaching them is going to be the most tricky part but I bet there are tricks to do so very easily!

yeah it feels way more out in the open, like speaking into a microphone instead of like just a casual conversation sat at a table in the corner of the room.. we could switch to discord or insta dms if we want it less open but idk, feels weird when its not on tumblr

ooo that sounds like fun! i need to try going to a sci-fi con, i know they have some in edinburgh occasionally throughout the year so il see if i can maybe go there eventually

it was!! it was so fucking fun, i remember around that age me and my sister would have lightsaber duels occasionally, too bad the sabers were bad quality so i accidently broke mine when i hit it too hard </3 thankfully it was after halloween so i still had the saber for halloween, just imagine like an 8 or 9 year old with a darth vader mask and red lightsaber walking down a dimly lit street dsjdsslkdj

i remember when i went trick or treating later that day i used my vader helmet (well its more like a mask tbh, its only the front half of vaders helmet lol) as a bucket to keep my sweets and candy in dlskjdslkjds

thats fair i cant rlly blame you or her, it will probably take a long time to get over that (i know the feeling cause my mother is like that sometimes, its so fucking annoying. she does it less to me now cause i have my own money but still)

i hope it goes well when you talk to her about it!! i doubt she wont let you buy it but wishing it goes well anyways!! if you dont do it tomorrow tho do keep in mind the sale is i think only lasting 1 more week? (or until everything sells out) so dont leave it too long slksjdlskd

IK ITS GONNA BE SO COOL, id say my bookshelf is already pretty cool because ive got 2 shelfs of books (one is mostly manga and star wars books, other is recipe books and other misc books) i could put them in 1 shelf but ive done it that way so theres space on the shelf next to the books, so i can put the helmets next to the books!! thinking about it now i can prob get 2 on the bookshelf and then the other 2 could go ontop of it maybe, idk il figure that out when i get them dsjlkds

Edit: heres a pic of said book shelf, forgot to mention the (fake) plant that hangs infront of my manga!!! skdjd Ignore the basket on the second shelf of books btw thats just where i keep my socks rn lmao (and random clothes in the shelf below too sldjslskssjk, im working on it so ignore that)

Anyways i could totally fit a helmet or 2 in here, one where the origami book is and one where the basket is, then the rest can go ontop of the bookcase idk lol

oh yeah its def gonna be trending, i saw one for storm trooper armour a few months ago, not mandalorian but tbh they are close (i mean storm trooper armour was based on the clones armour which was based on mandalorian so it is connected lmao) even if there isnt im pretty sure i could probably figure it out on my own if i had to

i think the way il have to attach it is maybe velcro? cause pins could fall out and if i try to put it back on it will be in a slightly different area probably, so what im thinking is having small velcro patches put onto the body suit and some on the armour pieces!! probably wont work out how it is in my head when i finally do it but i can atleast have ideas until then lol

#lexy!

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psychoticwillgraham · 2 years

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gotta come up with some super sexy outfits for this weekend but it’s hard when you literally don’t have anything except for like four presentable tops, two or three bottoms, and yeah I have like four or five bodysuits but those are only for the strip club/clubs in general and I want stuff to wear in public spaces, unless I put pants over the bodysuits but I’ve never rlly been a fan of that look hmm 🤔 and my actual hair sucks for ultra feminine looks (if I wanna go for classic femme like long hair) but I have no good long wigs rn gdi so I’ll just have to be a short haired femme for now (and of course I’ll do some makeup, but idk to how much extent yet).

this is even assuming I can get the money to go and he can verify that he’s not busy even tho he’s like 95% sure that he’s free this weekend, but I’m pretty sure he would be picking me up Friday so I need to get this shit figured out like now and my family tends to take till the last minute to figure shit like this out and I doubt mom and grandma will help if I tell them the real reason I’m going, so I’m gonna have to lie and say I’m going to an oddities expo (which I do rlly wanna go to but won’t be able to get money to spend anything at) with him so I hope they believe me bc it’s so last minute. I know how to bullshit things and lie like an expert when it comes to doing secret trips like this and yes that’s manipulation and yes that’s abuse I guess so it doesn’t make me any better than them, but what else am I supposed to do?? they literally have me on a ball and chain and control me and regulate everything I do and I have to ask permission to use my own money on/buy things and that’s just?? rlly fucking controlling right?? that’s not normal right?? they bitch when I buy indulgent things for myself, like to treat myself like new boots or a psn gift card for games, or even something as insignificant as a new decoration for my room (like a 3D printed thing which I’ve been big on lately), which I don’t do very often tbh bc I normally buy things I need like new clothes/jeans/bras/socks since I literally need an entire new wardrobe due to my surgery/weight loss.

so yeah, they’re suffocating me and I’m rebelling in my own way like I’m a teenager again, only I didn’t get to back then so I’m making up for lost time. they’re taking advantage of the fact that i depend on them for money/shelter/transportation/access to medical care/pretty much everything else and everytime I bring up being independent, they say ‘you’re too immature, you have the brain and mentality of a child and you can’t handle being in the ‘real world’ by yourself and you’ll never be able to be on your own’ like?? no?? that’s ableist isn’t it?? im actually about to start working on getting my drivers license and im pretty much guaranteed a job very soon, so im partially there yknow? if I move out I’ll still be financially tethered to them though bc I won’t make nearly enough for rent even with my benefits, but at least I’d be mostly free.

damn this turned into a hell of a rant lmao sorry it’s early in the morning and im Feeling Things and dreading the ‘asking for money’ convo that’s easily going to turn into a fight when mom gets home. gonna go try and chill for a bit

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hugheshugs · 2 years

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treat it like a second chance | q. hughes

inspired by johnny orlando's "see you"

part two of "treat it like a high school crush"

summary: quinn gets the guys to help him gain a second chance with you. history repeats itself but the catch; you're the drunk one this time.

pairing: quinn x drunk!reader

warnings: drinking, drunk reader.

word count: 3.8k

note: took me so long to get this done !! it was requested like 40 days ago so im rlly sorry :( i hope the wait is worth it <3

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quinn awoke with a jolt.

"call me in the morning.. when you're sober."

"i will."

he remembers. he doesnt know how, but he does, the memory of him confessing his love for you and falling asleep in your lap replaying in his dreams like a broken record.

foolishly, he thinks the best thing for him to do is to not call you. why? in his mind, there are dozens of reasons.

first, he's absolutely terrified by how insanely in love with you he is. he's never felt this way before and the thought of giving his all to someone is frightening.

second, he knows you're worth more. you need someone better than him, someone who'll be there for you through everything. with his busy schedule, he isn't even sure he'll have enough time to love you the way you deserve.

third, going back to the last point, his job is hectic. he spends lots of time at the arena then flies out for days on end, it isn't a surprise that he doesn't want to leave you by yourself. he doesn't want to put you through the pain of a semi-long distance relationship because he knows how bad it'll feel for the both of you.

two weeks later, quinn begins regretting his decision. if you were distancing yourself from him before, he definitely doesn't know what to call this. he hasn't even seen you, not once in the past 14 days. he knows what he did was wrong, he knows he hurt you, but the sacrifice of putting you through this temporary pain presents a far better reward than if he were to call you and confess.

for you, these two weeks have been rough. you spent most days in your apartment, crying into your pillow about all the doubts that flooded your mind before the incident. they were all correct and quinn still doesn't love you. he doesn't remember anything he said (at least, that's what you think) and as much as it pains you to avoid him every day, you know it would feel worse if you were to see him for even a second. you'd probably break down in front of him.

currently, you aren't doing any better, laying on the sofa in your living room, tissues all over the floor as you mindlessly stare at the tv screen. a knock on your door breaks you out of your thoughts and you groan.

walking over slowly, you open the door. hair uncombed, in your pyjamas, face puffy, nose red, thankfully you brushed your teeth. brock, conor and petey, who were all on the other side of the door, grimace at the sight.

"what happened to you, girl?" brock asks before you step aside to let them in.

"nothing. this is what i look like when i'm not working," you shrug, closing the door and walking back to the living room.

the men stand around, noses scrunching as they take a look at your dirty place. conor, for some reason, picks up a tissue with the tip of his fingers and examines it, gagging after a couple seconds and throwing it to the other side of the room.

"why the hell is your snot green?"

you look at him offended as you plop down onto the couch again. "it is not! that was just an old tissue."

elias looks at you in shock. "why do you have old tissues laying around?"

"because i don't have the energy to pick them up."

they all look at each other before tiptoeing over the tissues on your floor and standing in front of you. you prop up your pillow against the arm of the couch and rest your head on it so you can see them properly. it seems like they're up to something but you pretend not to care and cover your body with a blanket.

once you've settled, brock begins to speak. "so, how are you?"

you simply blink at him with a straight face.

"not well, i see. listen, we were thinking about.. you know, going out together. just the four of us because we haven't seen each other for a while. what do you say?"

conor looks a bit irked by brock's words but you pay it no mind.

"i don't know how much i wanna go out right now.. why don't we just hang out here?"

their eyebrows raise instantly, all three of theirs, in disbelief that you would even suggest something like that.

"first of all, your place is a mess," elias speaks up.

"second," conor says before he can say anything else, giving him a stern look. "we just wanna go out with you. we miss hanging out with our best friend, what do you say?"

you sigh dramatically and roll your eyes. "okay, okay! only 'cause you asked nicely."

"great. be ready at 7:30 sharp and dress pretty, we're going to a bar. see you later!" brock exclaims quickly and they all run out without another word.

"wha—"

soon enough, the time comes. you picked up nicely, looking and feeling your best as you prepare for whatever crazy night the boys have planned. you don't suspect anything, which is exactly what they want.

brock picks you up from your place, whistling at you supportively. "you look hot."

"thanks," you roll your eyes playfully as you both walk to his car.

when you get to the bar, he leads you over to a table where conor and elias are already sitting. they grin when they see you, standing up to give you a hug.

"you look really nice when you're not a sloppy mess," elias comments as he wraps an arm around your shoulders.

you pull away from him immediately. "you don't deserve a hug from me."

"oh come on, it was a compliment," he insists, bringing you back into his hold.

"okay stop hogging her, i wanna give her a squeeze too!" conor tugs you away from elias.

"i love feeling loved," you say jokingly as you find yourself melting into conor's warm hug.

what you don't know is that quinn, jt and nils are sitting at a table out of your view, practically spying on you guys until the opportunity comes to reveal themselves to you. and by reveal, that means pretending they just walked into the bar and having a 'funny seeing you here' moment.

it was the plan. at first, conor didn't want to go along with it. after seeing the way quinn started slacking off at practice, he realized it was quite literally the only solution to get quinns game up. he didn't even understand why this was happening because quinn willingly put himself in this situation, but here they are.

quinns mind fell to ease after seeing you for the first time in what felt like centuries. he misses you, he really does. how else would anyone feel when the girl they've liked for a year starts avoiding them because they messed up?

"why did she start avoiding you again?"

his eyes snap towards jt. "because i was stupid and the one time i was trying to verbally convince myself i didn't like her, she heard me. and then at scarletts party she told me to call her when i sober up and i didn't."

"okay, that's on you. why are we here?"

"i'm paying for your drinks. all our drinks."

"you must be getting paid well," nils points out, resulting in a glare from quinn.

"what? drinks are expensive."

the night goes on and you have a blast with the boys. they try to make sure you don't get drunk, obviously feeling bad about the idea of you being intoxicated in front of your crush, but when quinn finally thinks the times is right and he, jt and nils walk over to your table, you can't help but want to get absolutely hammered.

"oh my god, no way!" jt exclaims, putting on an act as he pretends to see you while he walks over.

your heart plumments down to your ass when you see quinn trailing behind him.

"you guys really came to party without us? how rude," he jokes and brock scoffs.

"you guys did the same, old man," he says and jt lets out a scoff of his own.

you didn't realize it before, but the booth you're sitting at is abnormally large for only 4 people. you only realize it when quinn and nils decide to take a seat beside you. you quickly scoot out before they get the chance to.

"i'm gonna go get some drinks. for myself. just myself," you say quickly before practically bolting to the bar.

it doesn't take long for you to get drunk. you take shot after shot, trying to forget about quinn, but even intoxicated you can't stop thinking about him.

the boys wandered off, leaving quinn at the table by himself. they wanted to give you both some space, that is, whenever you decide to go back. he watches you from behind, making sure no one gets too close or makes you uncomfortable. smiling when you finally stand up and begin walking over, he fumbles with his phone to look busy.

you take the seat across from him and plop your arm straight onto the table, slumping your head down to rest on it. quinn eyes you confusedly before you look up and give him a drunken smile that reaches your eyes.

"hi hugs."

quinn has never seen you drunk before. you'd always said you were never one to like drinking, which is why he feels terrible because he knows he's the cause of your state. he sets his phone down and crosses his arms, giving you his full attention.

"hi, y/n."

"you look.. you look really grape today."

"grape?" he furrows his eyebrows.

"that— that means great," you hiccup. "you look great."

you sit up straight, analyzing him to his core. your lips part in awe as you take in just how good he actually looks. at first you'd just said it because he always looks good but damn, he looks hot.

a strand of his fluffy hair falls upon his forehead and you feel weak at the sight. his plump, pink lips look even more desirable to you now than ever and his skin glows effortlessly in the light. his tight fitted t-shirt leaves little room for imagination, you wanting nothing more than to run your hand over the vein trailing down his arm.

he wants to smirk but him being the awkward person he is, he begins squirming under your gaze, wanting you to come out of whatever trance you fell in. he waves a hand in front of your face and you blink slowly, coming back to reality.

"oh. hi quinn," you say again, giving him another one of those smiles. his heart flutters at the look on your face.

"hi, my love."

your jaw drops at his words and your eyes bulge. "your love? 'm not your love. you don't love me.. you don't love me."

his heart drops when you shake your head and tears well up in your eyes. if you'd known you'd be this easy to break while drunk — as if you had been hard to break while sober, — you wouldn't have drank in the first place.

"you were supposed to call. you didn't— you didn't call and you said you would but you lied," you remind him, tears streaming down your face as you take quick and sharps breaths through your mouth.

"and you told me.. told me you liked me but i heard you telling nils you— you didn't. you're so mean, you jus' like playing, fuck.. you just like playing with— with my feelings."

you wipe your wet cheeks with the back of your hands, not even thinking for a second about smudging your makeup. frustrated, you grab a little packet of pepper that was on your table, ripping it open and throwing it at him. quinn closes his eyes and scrunches his face as the black flakes hit his skin and fall onto his shirt.

you cross your arms and huff, turning your head to the side because you don't want to look at him.

he wipes the pepper off his face and brushes his shirt clean. "i deserved that."

you quickly pick up the salt and do the same thing. he reacts the same way but gags when he tastes it on his lip, making you laugh.

"you deserved that too," you slur, watching as he glares at you and grabs his cup of water to wash away the salty feeling.

you smile at him, completely forgetting about what you just did. you tilt your head and scrunch your nose, causing quinns heart to practically fall into your lap and at your mercy. his heart pounds in his chest as he realizes just how much he's fallen for you, not knowing you're doing the exact same thing.

you feel the blood rushing in your body, beginning to feel a bit hot as you take note of the fact that you're sitting alone with your crush. you kick his leg under the table, distracting both of you from your thoughts.

"ouch! what was that for?"

you lean forward and over the table. "that was just for fun. 'cause you're a meanie."

he feels your warm breath fanning his face and kicks you lightly, making you sink into your seat and frown with your head down.

"wha' was that forrrr?"

"that was just for fun. and 'cause your breath smells like alcohol."

you lift your head up quickly, making you wince and clutch your head at the sudden movement.

"that prolly.. prolly smelt bad."

he shrugs a shoulder. "for you, i don't mind."

after processing his words, you slowly let your upper body fall onto the seat beside you. quinn leans up and over the table to catch the sight, watching as your hair is sprawled over the seat and on your face.

"you good?"

"that's how you made me feel. i melted," you inform him as you sit upright again.

quinn smiles at you, watching as your body sways a bit. your mind feels fuzzy but you absolutely love the feeling and you're having a blast with quinn.

you turn your gaze to the window beside you, watching intently at the people strolling by. someone from outside makes eye contact with you and you light up, waving your hand quickly to say hi. they don't wave or smile back but you simply giggle quietly, bringing your hands up to your face and smushing your cheeks together.

"hugs, i love you."

your words shouldn't shock him as much as they do because this was already a widely known fact. even so, his heart plummets to his stomach and his eyes widen for a split second. he gulps, taking a moment before responding.

"i love you," he says quietly, reaching over to grab your hand.

he rubs his thumb over your smooth skin and you find yourself at a loss for words. too many thoughts are in your mind and you can't pick apart a single thing to say. you start feeling sleepy and everything slows down, eyes feeling heavy as you come up with a string of thought.

"i don't believe you," you say after a moment. "but.. i'll pretend— pretend i do. for now i'll pretend i do."

"maybe you'll believe me when you're sober," he says to himself, thinking you wouldn't hear. as if he hadn't already confessed his love to you while you were sober and you didn't believe him.

"i hope i do," you take your hand out of his grasp and rub your eyes aggressively. you feel your mood change now, wanting nothing more than to go back to your place and plop into bed.

"you tired?"

"mhm," you nod. a small yawn escapes your lips and you cover your mouth, quinn finding your actions nothing short of adorable.

"c'mon, let's get you out of here," he gets out of his seat and walks over to your side, holding your arms softly while tugging you to the end of the booth.

you look up at him with glossy eyes. "we going home?"

for some reason, his heart strains against his chest at your question. he was planning on taking you back to his apartment because he didn't want to leave you alone at yours, not to mention his was closer and you look like you're going to pass out. you look at him with curious eyes, waiting for an answer.

"yeah, we're going home."

you smile and stand up wobbly, wrapping your arms around him and pressing your head to his chest. he looks around to find one of the guys, wanting to let them know you guys are leaving. he makes eye contact with all of them as they sit at the table from before, laughing as they hold their phones out. quinn rolls his eyes and reaches over as best as he can with you clinging onto him to grab your things (which you'd smartly forgotten you brought). he holds you with both his arms, sending them a middle finger on the way out.

you both make it outside, walking to his car as quickly as you can. he opens the passenger side door for you and you fall into it, quinn getting scared for a moment before realizing nothing happened.

"are you cold?"

"look at my arms," you say to him, moving over to sit on the side while dangling your legs out of the car, holding both your goosebump filled arms in front of him.

without a word, he opens the back door and grabs a hoodie. he comes back and taps your arm but you don't get the hint.

"lift your arms up."

you give him a look. "if i lift up my arms i'll hit your roof, mister."

quinn lets out a small noise at your sass but recognizes how dumb he was to not realize how low the roof of his car is.

"don't 'mister' me," he says before pulling the hoodie over you without a warning.

dramatically, you gasp for air and find the head hole, gaping like a fish out of water as quinn looks at you with an unamused expression.

"you almost killed me!"

"trust me, i wouldn't kill you if it meant saving the world," he tells you as he puts your arms into the arm holes.

"how romantic," you point out sleepily as he stands in front of you, carefully moving your hair out of your face.

"what does this hoodie say?"

"i thought you were tired?" quinn lets out an exhausted breath. he's sure you have way more energy than he did while drunk.

"what's it sayyyy?" you whine, kicking your feet at him.

he holds your legs in place. "it says devils."

"are you tryna make me go to hell? i'on wanna go to hell."

"no, it's a hockey team."

"but you're on the canucks," you push out your lips as you begin feeling confused.

"my brother's on that team, remember?"

"oh yes!" you pipe up. "jackjack."

he lets out a soft chuckle, shaking his head as he bends down and presses a light kiss to your forehead. "c'mon, let's get you home."

without a fuss, you sit properly and he buckles you in. he quickly walks over to his side and starts the car, making you hum at the sound.

he turns on the radio lowly while he drives and you reach over to turn the volume knob up, almost making him swerve from the loudness. he quickly turns it back to a quiet volume and clenches his jaw.

"what the fuck was that?" he almost sounds mad at you and you sink in your seat, not making eye contact.

"wasn't loud enough," you tell him, head slumping downwards as you start feeling bad.

he sighs, running a hand through his hair as his heartbeat slows back down to a steady rate. that scared him, really, and he didn't want to be the cause of you getting hurt. he wasn't mad, just concerned for your safety.

"i'm sorry.. sorry, i'm sorry."

"hey, no, it's okay. just don't do it again, you're fine," he runs his tongue over his lips and peaks over at you, watching as you rest your head on the window and stare at him.

"what? i'm not mad, i promise," he reassures, thinking that's why you're looking.

"i know you're not.. i just really like you, god, and you're so pretty."

how did she change the topic so fast? quinn thinks to himself. drunk people.

he almost blushes at your words. no ones ever called him pretty before, and he didn't know how much he'd like it until he heard you say it. his face turns a bit pink but luckily you don't catch it in the darkness.

you let out a quiet yawn and he looks down at the time, wondering how it got so late.

"go to sleep."

"no."

"why not?"

"i wanna spend time with you."

quinn stops at the red light and looks at you. you aren't able to comprehend the admiration in his eyes so you just stare at him with a blank face.

"why are you looking at me like that?" you rub your eyes again, making him snap out of his thoughts.

"um," he shakes his head aggressively as the light turns green. "nothing, no reason."

you shrug softly and flutter your eyes as they begin closing. you see one of quinn's hands resting on the gearshift and ache to grab it but don't, not wanting to upset him again. he catches you from the corner of his eye and rests his hand on your thigh.

"it's alright. you can close your eyes," he tells you, lulling you to sleep.

"you'll be here when i wake up?" you ask, holding his hand with both of yours and playing with his fingers.

"i'll be here forever, i promise."

you're able to understand the seriousness in his voice and you're almost taken aback. it makes you happy though, and you give him a tired smile before bringing his hands to your lips and pressing a sloppy kiss to his knuckles.

you get comfortable, keeping his hand in yours as you begin nodding off.

"i know we aren't together yet," you mumble, almost asleep. "and i know i said it already.. i did say it already, but i love you."

he rubs your hand with his thumb, his mind flashing back to that moment at the bar when you first confessed.

"and i love you."

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