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pierregazly · 8 months

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to live for the hope of it all (part 2) ꨄ charles leclerc smau

charles leclerc x fem!reader / mick schumacher x fem!reader

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link to part 1 | link to part 3

all the love on part 1 was so sweet i just had to get started on part 2 as soon as possible. originally this was only going to be a charles x reader but i like drama and i like mick sooo... it also may seem obvious about what's gonna happen but i have no self control and this is prob gonna be a multi-part xoxo

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mercedesamgf1 no one tell toto why we needed both his drivers for individual photoshoots... it had absolutely nothing to do with their hands... nothing at all

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username ur telling me yourusername takes over and all of a sudden we're getting this kind of content??? stay with us forever y/n pls

lewishamilton i thought you were taking pictures of my tattoos...

mercedesamgf1 i see tattoos, do you not, sir lewis? lewishamilton please stop calling me sir lewis every time you acknowledge me

mickschumacher im telling toto because i wasn't included in the photoshoot

mercedesamgf1 next post is an admin loves mick post i promise 🙏

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mickschumacher special thanks to yourusername for always getting my best angles

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yourusername we've discussed this. you don't have bad angles.

username mick is so golden retriever boyfriend-coded, i ship him and y/n so hard

username hoping you get a real seat in 2024, even if it's not for mercedes 🙏

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yourusername oh monza my heart and soul... honoured to be spending a gp from the other side of things for once

arthur_leclerc red always fit you better... broke my heart with this post y/n 💔 yourusername mercedes spoils me too much to give them up

username did anyone realize charles and y/n had unfollowed each other??

username im so sad... i really thought they'd get together by monza username we all delulu around here

mickschumacher knew it was gonna be more fun having you hang around the garage with me

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charles_leclerc monza is special thanks to you. thank you all for coming to milan today, you are the best.

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username mother in the likes??? they still dont follow each other omf

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f1wagsofficial rumour has it charles_leclerc and yourusername were seen talking earlier today in the paddock... apparently charles sought her out and one of my dm's said they swore they heard the ferrari driver apologizing profusely... guess that means things are on the mend?

username im sure whatever the fight was about isn't worth tossing out a 22 yr friendship anyways lol

username none of us have any right commenting on this lol

username does this mean y/n and mick ARENT gonna be a thing??? cuz girlypop looked so happy every time she was with him...

username they were also totally snuggling up to each other in some of those photos ppl were posting on twitter like...

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mewtwoandme · 2 months

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I find it funny that it's easy to catch baby fever for Mews and 'twos, but when it comes to humans we're like "Nah, no kids for you." XD

Guess it comes down to kittens being way cuter than human babbins, lol.

Ha! Yeah pretty much. Who wants another boring human baby when you can have psychic kittens. XD The only exception will be Lyra if I get that far story-wise

To be fair, I had thought multiple times about Lakota and Jay having a kid or two, but I just can't see where they'd fit in the current AU

#answered ask #loupy mongoose

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captainsophiestark · 2 months

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The Best Night Ever

Tristan Flynn x Reader

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Fandom: Crescent City

Summary: After Ruhn and Dec discovered Flynn was hiding a secret human girlfriend, the obvious next step was introducing her to the rest of the friend group as soon as possible

Word Count: 2,479

Category: Fluff, Humor

A/N: Requested by anon! Functionally a sequel to Presentation Problems and Nosy Best Friends, but it can also be read independently! Also this is just vaguely set in Crescent City, it doesn't fit very well at any specific point in the timeline lol

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

"How's this?"

I stepped out of the bathroom, turning in a little circle so my boyfriend, Tristan Flynn, could give me feedback on the outfit I'd chosen. After a bit of leadup and delay thanks to my grad school course load, I was finally meeting his extended friend group tonight. To say I was nervous might've been an understatement.

Tristan's eyes raked up and down my body, a hungry light to them that I knew well.

"You look amazing."

I huffed and put my hands on my hips, fixing him with a look, but he wasn't fazed.

"Of course you think that. You're biased as Hel."

He shrugged. "I can't help it if I have good taste."

I snorted and rolled my eyes, but I'd been dating Flynn long enough to know he probably hadn't missed my heart speeding up a bit in my chest. I did my best to ignore it as I headed back into the bathroom to finish my makeup.

"You have nothing to worry about, sweetheart," called Flynn, his voice getting closer as he came to stand behind me at the bathroom counter. He wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned his head on my shoulder. "They're gonna love you."

"...I hope you're right."

He kissed my cheek, pulling me even tighter against his chest. Some of the tension relaxed out of my shoulders.

"Don't worry. I am."

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Just about an hour later, I walked hand-in-hand with Flynn up to a fairly normal looking house near the Old Square. Definitely not a place I expected a fae prince to live, but then again, Tristan and his friends didn't seem anything like what I expected from fae nobility.

"So this is home sweet home, huh?" I asked as we walked up the drive together. Flynn grinned.

"Yup. Bryce likes to call it the frat house."

I laughed, but realized what she meant the minute we stepped through the door. From the vaguely sticky floor to the gaming setup and the pong table painted with a giant fae dude eating an angel whole this place would've fit right in with frat row on CCU's campus.

I snorted. "Holy shit, 'frat house' is right."

Flynn grinned at me, having the dignity to look at least a little embarrassed. Before he could defend himself, however, we were joined by a group who I assumed were Tristan's friends, all coming from the kitchen with bright smiles on their faces and warm greetings on their lips. I squeezed my boyfriend's hand a little tighter and pasted a smile on my own face, but when a female with beautiful red hair, who I assumed must be Bryce, immediately wrapped me in a tight hug, the smile got a little more real.

"I'm Bryce," she said, confirming my suspicions with a smile when she pulled back. "It's so nice to finally meet you. I thought Flynn was making you up."

I laughed despite my boyfriend's indignant "Hey!".

"It's really nice to meet you too."

She gave me another smile, another level of tension easing as she did, before turning to the tall angel behind her.

"This is Hunt, my mate." The guy in question gave me a nod and a small smile of his own, which I returned. Bryce gestured to the two fae males to her side, who I recognized. They'd trailed Tristan to my apartment, curious about where their friend kept disappearing to, and were a big part of the reason we were having this dinner in the first place. "I guess you already know these two."

"Sup," said the Crown Prince of the Valbaran Fae with a chin nod in my direction. I had to work not to laugh, especially as Bryce elbowed him in the ribs and he shot her a glare. Still, he cleared his throat and turned back to me. "Uh, sorry for... how we first met. It was probably a lot, but honestly, we were just shocked Flynn had a steady girlfriend."

"Hey!"

Tristan's shout went ignored again as I laughed and the other fae male—Marc—nodded emphatically to back up his friend's story. I just grinned.

"It's okay. Tris basically told me the same thing, that your reaction was down to shock that he had a relationship and not, you know. That I'm human."

"No way," Ruhn assured me.

"Maybe shock that he actually got you to agree to go out with him," agreed Dec. I laughed as Tristan cleared his throat and draped his arm across my shoulders.

"Alright, I think that's enough of that shit," he said. "Where's the Pup?"

"Running late, but on his way," answered Dec. I raised an eyebrow as he turned to me. "You want a drink or anything while we wait?"

"Sure, I'll just take a beer or something. Thank you."

"No problem."

The rest of us settled into the living room as Dec went to get himself, me, and Tristan a drink. I ended up perched in Tris' lap, largely because I didn't really want to sit on the frat furniture in this place. Bryce clocked what I was doing, and her nod and wink told me she totally got it.

"So who's 'Pup'?" I asked, twisting around a little to look at Tristan but addressing the question to the group.

"He's one of the other members of our motley crew," answered Bryce. "He actually went to CCU for a while."

"Oh, really? What did he study?"

"History."

"Hm. I wonder if we overlapped? Maybe I've seen him around."

As if on cue, I heard the front door open. I turned with the rest of our group to see none other than CCU's most recent star sunball player coming through the door, a six pack in his hand.

"Sorry I'm late," he said. He came to a stop in front of our group and fixed me with a smile when he noticed me. "Hey, nice to meet you. I'm Ithan."

"Hey," I said, returning the smile right as Dec returned, handing me my drink. "It's nice to meet you too."

Then, I turned to Flynn, not bothering to hide the outrage on my face.

"How could you not tell me you're friends with Ithan Holstrom, CCU's best player in the past decade."

Flynn groaned and threw his head back, smacking his hand against his face. I could hear the rest of his friends laughing at his pain, but I ignored them.

"Are you fucking with me right now?" asked my boyfriend as he finally picked his head up and looked at me again. "You're not actually a fan of his, are you?"

"Of course I am! My friend goes to the school he almost single-handedly stomped into the ground in the championship a couple years ago, and I still use that game to win arguments with her. Like, at least once a month." I turned to look over my shoulder at Ithan, who looked half amused and half embarrassed at the attention. Everyone else looked absolutely delighted by the interaction they were witnessing. "Thanks for that, by the way."

Ithan gave me a nod and a thumbs up, and Flynn practically growled.

"I knew this was a bad idea," he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tighter to him, until my back was pressed against his chest. He buried his face in my hair as he grumbled, "Just please tell me you don't have his jersey."

"Well..."

"Fucking Urd."

"I'm kidding!" I laughed. "I don't have his jersey. Sorry Holstrom, but I always liked the goalies best."

Ithan grinned. "No hard feelings. I could probably set up a meet and greet for you with the goalie from that championship game, if you wanted it."

"You're all terrible people and friends," groaned Flynn, scowling at us all. We just laughed, but I rested a comforting hand on his thigh all the same.

The rest of the night passed quickly, and way more easily than I'd thought it might. Tristan's friends were funny and absolutely wonderful, and they made me feel welcome every second of the night. I don't think any of them even realized how much it meant to me when, after dinner, we had a few impromptu games of pong and none of them were anything but excited about how good I was, without a glancing comment or hint of mention about "for a human". Instead, I'd gotten impressed whistled from Bryce and Hunt, cheers from Ithan, and ridiculous, overcomplicated handshakes from Ruhn and Dec. Tristan beamed at every interaction, smiling and supporting me every second of the night, and I got a warm glow in my chest every time I looked at him.

I never would've imagined falling in love with a Vanir, but I'd realized about a month ago that that's what was happening with Flynn. To also be falling in love with his friends, his community, and the energy of being around them despite the fact that the group was full of mostly male, powerful Vanir? I'd basically won the lottery.

Apparently I'd still missed meeting one member of the core friend group tonight, a mer named Tharion who worked in intelligence for the Ocean Queen, but everyone assured me I'd love him, too, even though he could be ridiculous sometimes.

"I mean, if you can put up with Flynn, I think you'll be able to put up with Tharion just fine," said Dec. Tristan scoffed.

"Thanks, buddy."

When the night finally ended, way later than I had ever been expecting it to, it was with hugs and plans being made to get together again as soon as possible, especially so I could meet Tharion. Tristan was leaving with me, both to walk me home safely and because he'd been spending more and more time at my place lately. Hunt and Bryce left with us, taking off into the skies as Tris' frat brothers waved us all off from the doorway.

I smiled as I waved back at them, Flynn and I heading down the street hand in hand. A peaceful, happy feeling had settled in my chest as the night came to a close and Tristan and I stepped into the cool night air, and it wrapped me up like a blanket as we walked together in comfortable silence.

"So... what did you think?" asked Tris after a few blocks. I smiled.

"I think I love your friends. I wasn't expecting them to be so... cool. But they were, and I'm really happy I got to know them. Thank you for sharing them with me."

"Seriously? Thank you for putting up with them."

I huffed a laugh as we finally made it to my building, pausing to search for my keys. I found them after a moment, but Flynn stopped me before I could open the door with a gentle hand on mine. When I met his eyes, I found his face in the rare expression of open vulnerability that I loved so much.

"I mean it, you know. I- thank you for coming tonight. I know how nervous you were about it."

I gave him a little half-smile. "Of course, Tris. Anything for you. I... I love you."

My heart leapt into my throat, threatening to choke me out as I registered the soft surprise on Tristan's face. I'd figured out what the feeling in my chest meant whenever I looked at him a while ago, but I hadn't actually said it yet. If he didn't feel the same way, or if this somehow scared him off-

Tristan closed the distance between us in a heartbeat, moving faster than I could really register. He wrapped me in his arms and pulled me close, his breath ticking my ear as he spoke.

"I love you too," he said, voice breathy and soft, like he couldn't quite believe this moment was real. I knew how he felt. "So much. I don't... I don't think I've ever felt this way about someone before."

I giggled—actually giggled—the bright, happy sound bubbling out of me involuntarily. I wrapped my arms around Tristan's neck, leaning back just enough so I could look him in the eye. The soft intensity in his look almost destroyed me on the spot, and I beamed at him before leaning back in to kiss him, hard.

We stayed like that for a long, long time, locked together, lost in each other, making out on he front step of my apartment building. Tristan's hands roamed my body and I tangled mine in his hair, the door key still clutched in one hand, neither of us caring who might see us. We were both breathless and grinning like fools when a car horn at the other end of the block finally snapped us out of it.

"This... might've been the best night ever," I said, grinning at my wonderful boyfriend, who grinned right back.

"Damn right it is."

I let out a breathy laugh, finally returning my attention to the apartment keys and the door in front of me. Tristan's hands found my hips as he hovered over my shoulder, and I knew the best night ever wasn't quite over for either of us.

"You know, I just realized something," mused Tris as I wrestled with the door.

"What's that?"

"You told me you loved my friends before you said you loved me."

I huffed a laugh and fought an eyeroll as I finally got the stubborn lock to work, throwing the door open for both of us.

"Trust me," I said, fixing him with a look as we stepped inside. "I love you in a very different way."

"Really?" he asked, that spark of mischief I loved so much creeping into his eyes and his voice.

"Yes, really."

"I don't know, sweetheart. I think I'm feeling a little insecure about it."

His voice and posture told me he felt anything but insecure, but I just put a hand on my hip, playing along with the male I loved.

"Oh yeah? Anything I can do to make you feel better about it?"

He let that cocky grin that I knew so well slowly spread across his face, fixing me with a look that definitely meant trouble.

"I can think of a few things."

With that, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, just laughing at the noise of surprise I made. I regularly forgot about his super fae strength, and I'd be lying if I said it didn't make my heart race.

Tristan took the stairs two at a time, and I couldn't help joining him with a laugh of my own. I was ridiculously, deliriously happy with him, and had been basically since the first day I'd met him. I don't know if it was fate or Urd or some other cosmic force that threw us together, or even just plain, stupid luck. Whatever the case, I would never take it for granted for a single second. I planned to enjoy every moment with this wonderful idiot love of my life, and even better, I knew he felt exactly the same.

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goosewriting · 1 year

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Hello, I'd like to say that I already requested some things from you but I hope you don't mind that I'm sending this in because I love your writing and I thought that you could do this request perfectly. I also noticed your requests are closing tomorrow so yeah 😭 tsym

Rise Boys x tomboy reader (gn tho obviously). It's prom night or a school dance or something at April's school. The turtles are kinda dissapointed because the reader got a date to the dance and they had a big crush on them. It's all they can think about all night until the reader shows up at the lair looking a little dejected but GOOD because they're wearing a freshly pressed black suit and tie. The turtle asks what's wrong they why they're not at the dance. They tell that they were going to go to the dance but the reader got stood up by her date and just didn't feel like going after that. After seeing how badly they had wanted to go, the turtle suggests instead of the dance, they go out for a night in the hidden city and just goof off and have fun. So that's what they do, maybe they go skating or for smoothies just the two of them having a good time. At the end of the night they sit on a rooftop watching the sun come up and the reader says "We should do this more often" basically confirming the night was a date and they'd like to do it again.🥲👏🏾 sorry this is so long 💗💗

Prom night, plan B (rottmnt x reader)

summary: reader got stood up for prom and goes to the lair instead, looking extremely fly.

relationship: Rise Leo, Raph, Donnie, Mikey x GN reader (crushing phase)

warnings: fluff!, reader’s date being a jerk, slight vandalism in Mikey’s i guess lol

word count: 2.4k

A/N: back when i got this request i squealed in glee because i love me a good ol’ reader in a suit! this one’s in my other (bulletpoints only) headcanon style again, hope it’s not too disruptive. thank you so much for your patience and i hope you like it :D

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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Someone from your class had actually asked you out to prom, and since they were the only person to do so, you had accepted. After all, you two were on good terms.

Your parents had even brought you to a proper tailor shop to get a three piece suit. Since it was made to your measurements, it fit perfectly. You couldn’t help but check yourself out in the mirror a couple of times: you looked fresh.

The morning and afternoon before prom, you felt like ants were crawling in your pants; you couldn’t sit still. You had been looking forward to this night for a while. You probably also would have gone without a date; you just wanted to have a good time with your friends. But knowing that someone was gonna come pick you up any minute made it more thrilling.

You watched the clock in your room, first with anticipation, then with worry. The time your date was supposed to be at your door was now 30 minutes in the past. If they were late, they would have texted you, right?

Again and again you watched as the clock hands slowly moved forward. You texted them a couple of times asking if everything was okay, but there was no reaction. They didn’t even see the messages. It wasn’t until almost an hour after the supposed pick-up time that you got a text, and you rushed to your phone on your bed. It was April. As you read the message and saw the attached photo, your heart dropped to your stomach.

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The turtle lied in his bed, feeling a strange sense of defeat. He’s been crushing on you for a while now, and he knew that right at this moment, you’d be on the dance floor with your date, having the time of your life. He sighed loudly, wishing that could be him. The whole day he had held himself back from texting you to ask how you were doing, and how the night was going. You probably wouldn’t even check your phone. The turtle had accepted his fate, and tried to fall asleep so the day would be over quicker. Tomorrow you’d come to him to tell everything about prom night anyways. A bittersweet smile spread on his face at that thought.

As he rolled over and over on his bed in frustration, he heard footsteps entering the lair. He’d recognise those steps from miles away; it was you. With joy but also confusion at your arrival, he bolted up and went to greet you. Seeing your dejected face, he was about to ask what was wrong, but his brain stopped computing as he saw how incredible you looked.

🔵 Leo

*Jaw dropped on the ground like a cartoon*

You looked amazing!

The vest accentuated your waist and the tailored pants stylised your form, making you look taller and more slender.

The fact you were holding your jacket over your shoulder with your shirt sleeves rolled up, didn’t help either; you looked effortlessly cool.

Leo needed a second to regain his composure.

He forced his eyes up to meet your face, so as to stop shamelessly checking you out.

Your eyes were a bit glossed over; it’s clear you were about to cry.

When you told him that you got stood up for your date and showed him the photo April sent you, of your date dancing with someone else and holding them awfully close, Leo just felt angry.

How dare they leave you hanging!

And when you looked so good no less!

And either way, you so didn’t deserve that!

Leo was about to grab his swords to portal himself to school and kick this person’s butt, but then he got a better idea.

He suggested that you hang out with him instead.

Since you were now free, you agreed. You could use the distraction.

You decided to go to the Arcade in the Hidden City.

There were a couple of new games you had been wanting to check out.

The night was an absolute blast; even though you were planning on having a good time with your classmates, you were kinda glad you got stood up because you knew you had a better time with Leo in one night than your so-called “date” could give you in a lifetime.

And the fact that you won most of the games was just the cherry on top.

Leo was an adorably pouty loser.

You also hadn’t missed the way the turtle would steal glances at you, giving you a quick one-over every so often.

After almost running out of money at the Arcade, you decided to grab something to eat.

The two of you sat on a bench in the park, eating pretzels.

“Thank you for taking me out here, Leo. I’m glad the night wasn’t a total bust after all.”

“Anytime. In fact, we should do this more often, I really had a good time.”

“Me too…” you answered earnestly, turning to him.

Something in Leo’s eyes changed; his gaze was softer, lingering.

So you decided to tease him a little.

“And if you want, I can wear the suit again” you added with a little eyebrow wiggle.

You laughed and gently patted his shell as Leo choked on his pretzel, cheeks flustered.

🔴 Raph

Raph was torn between complimenting you and asking what was up.

He had no problem telling you how good you looked; he’d do it often, in hopes that one day you’d catch on that he’s actually into you.

But when you looked up at him almost in tears, his brain went into mother hen mode.

He asked what was wrong, and you told him you got stood up, showing him April’s texts.

His face contorted in anger, his fists clenched and you could see a couple of red sparks flash over his arms from his Ninpo.

If it were up to him, he’d throw hands with this jerk, no doubt.

Seeing that he was getting worked up, you put your hands on his arm to calm him down, telling him that there was no use. They probably never intended to go with you anyways.

Raph inwardly melted at your touch, immediately calming down, then announcing that it was their loss to not hang out with you.

He suggested going to the Hidden City to spend the night, since you were already dressed for an occasion, whatever it might be.

You accepted the offer, and off you two ran.

You spent the night at a ‘50s themed yokai diner, which served… interesting looking food.

But they also had the classics like eggs and waffles and fries.

For more comfort you took off your suit jacket and neatly placed it next to you on the seat.

Raph couldn’t help but blush a little at how well the vest hugged your torso at all the right places.

Tucked away in a booth, you two talked and goofed off for hours on end, stuffing your faces, almost choking on food several times because of how much you laughed.

You were still careful not to get anything on your suit though and did an excellent job.

As the night was coming to an end, you two enjoying your smoothies, Raph noticed you had gotten some whipped cream on your cheek.

Without thinking, he reached over the table and gently wiped it off your face with his thumb.

You looked at him with big eyes, abruptly stopping what you were saying, and Raph’s face went red.

As he stuttered and apologised, you told him it was okay with a slight blush of your own.

Before he could pull away, you gently put your hand over his, your cheek leaning into his touch.

“Thank you for today. We should do this more often” you said softly.

Raph’s brain all but short-circuited as he thanked the gods and the universe for what’s-their-face dumping you today so he got this chance with you.

🟠 Mikey

Mikey went to greet you in his high energy manner as always, calling your name in a sing-sang voice as he made his way to the entrance.

The first thing he said when he saw you was “woah!”, all starry-eyed, taking in your looks.

Then he approached you and asked what was wrong.

As soon as you told him you got stood up and showed him April’s texts, he crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head in a disapproving manner.

Being the empath of the group, he first hugged and comforted you. Physical contact like this wasn‘t rare with you two.

Then he got a mischievous grin, and you couldn't help but wonder what was going on in that mind of his.

Bringing you to his room, he showed you some new “babies“ he got: several new paint spray cans.

He was planning on painting a mural on the side of the skating ramp but this would be a much better use in his eyes, if he got to distract you for a while.

Mikey gave you a big hoodie that reached almost down your knees, so you wouldn’t get paint on your nice clothes, and then you two took off.

You spent the night going from alley to alley, from street to street, leaving little drawings here and there.

Mainly you drew little turtles in every colour you could get your hand on.

Mikey made some really cool looking hand lettering. He wrote your name, in a different style each time.

You also noticed how with every new graffiti, he seemed to add more and more hearts to your name as well.

By the time you were done with your little city tour, you found yourself hiding behind the parking lot at school.

You wondered how you had not noticed that he guided you here, but that’s how good he was at keeping your mind focused on the good time you were having with him.

Suddenly remembering the events before your little escapade, you felt sad again, but mostly just annoyed. Why did they see the need to stand you up? They could have just called.

Mikey noticed where your brain was going and made you look up across the parking lot.

You understood the plan.

In your hands: several spray cans.

In your sight: your date’s car.

In your mind: sweet revenge.

You two made quick work out of it, not writing down anything obscene or offending; just decorating the car with a lot of scribbles, flowers and animals, leaving it undamaged but very colourful.

Giggling like little kids, you two scurried off just as quickly as you had arrived.

You ended up on Albearto’s rooftop, sitting on the hoodie and munching on some pizza.

As you looked out to the city lights, you sighed in contentment.

“I had so much fun Mikey, thank you” you said.

Mikey did a theatrical bow, stating how he also had a great time.

“We should do this more often” you said, and thought to yourself: It almost felt like a date.

Judging by Mikey’s expression, you had not only said that in your mind though.

You both blushed and looked away from each other.

After some silence Mikey finally answered, almost shy:

“That can be arranged.”

🟣 Donnie

All Donnie could do when he laid eyes on you was stare.

For probably the first time in his life he was rendered speechless: you looked beyond fantastic.

Squirming a little under his intense gaze, you called his name.

Snapping out of it, Donnie asked why you were at the lair. Not that he wasn’t happy to see you. But weren’t you supposed to be elsewhere?

You told him how you got stood up out of nowhere, showing him April’s messages.

In the blink of an eye he had already formulated a masterplan in his mind about how he was gonna hack all of this person’s devices and make their existence a little more miserable.

Just by looking at Donnie’s “scheming face”, as you called it, you already knew what was going on.

With a dejected sigh you told him it wasn’t worth the trouble, and instructed him to not attack this person in any way or form.

After a couple of tries on his part to negiotiate something viable, changing the terms a little bit here and there, he finally assured you he wouldn’t do any funny business.

You knew he would probably still so something small like hack into this person’s phone and log them out of all the apps or delete a game save or something like that.

There was no stopping Donnie when he set his mind on something, after all.

For the moment, you decided you needed a distraction.

Donnie said he knew the perfect place, and took you to the Hidden City.

There was a roller skating rink, the floor being smooth wood, and you could rent skates.

You had used inline skates before, but never these ones with the wheels in a 2x2 position.

As you entered the rink, you were about to lose your balance, so you grabbed onto the first thing you could, which was Donnie’s arm.

After some awkward apologies, flustered cheeks, and him having to catch you a couple of times mid-air, you two decided that it would be easiest for you to keep your balance if you skated next to each other hand in hand.

At first it felt a little silly, but the more you skated, the more comfortable you felt in the skates, keeping your balance.

The speakers around the rink were blasting music, which faded into the next song, and you and Donnie looked at each other in glee: an 80’s banger.

He was a skilled skater, and had you twirling and dancing with him in the group of people and creatures on the rink. Never once did he let you fall or bump into someone.

Your face hurt from so much laughing, and you told him you needed a break.

Skating towards the edge of the rink, you held onto the railing and took a breather.

Coming down from your high, you turned towards Donnie, and were faced with how he was looking at you in a state you could only describe as enamored.

Did your heart just skip a beat?

Shaking that thought off your mind, you spoke first.

“I had honestly no idea a place like this existed down here. Thank you so much for bringing me Donnie, this is exactly what I needed.”

“My pleasure” he said, and seemed to hesitate for a second before adding: “In fact, I’ve actually been meaning to come here with you for a while now.”

“Then we should definitely come again.” You gave him a sincere smile, your face glowing under the flashing neon lights.

Unbeknownst to either of you, you both thought at the same time: It’s a date then.

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littlemisssatanist · 23 days

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can i ask for a small favor? can you rant about daemon targaryen please? i just re-read your team green 💚 post and i'm reminded of how much ick i feel towards that character, especially in the wake of the team trailers being released.

hiii!!! tysm for this ask i was super happy when i saw it in my inbox i'm flattered people want to hear my opinions lol

my thoughts about daemon are very convoluted. i think he has the potential to be a very interesting character but it's kinda canceled out by the incest and pedophilia thing.

like. i understand it's an incest dragon show but my main issue with team black when it comes to their criticisms. they love to spout endless words about how aegon is a rapist and how alicent is a rape apologist for not... idk slitting his throat i guess.

it's really ironic to me, because these same people will turn around and then yap about how daemyra is the perfect ship. they'll be aghast when you even slightly suggest you enjoy aegon's character in any way but be in an uproar if you dare bash their dashing and roguish prince daemon.

honestly, name one terrible thing aegon did and i'll be able to give you something daemon did that is arguably worse than that.

aegon - raping a servant girl in the show (which honestly i'm treating more as a fanfiction considering how terribly written both the greens and the blacks are).

daemon - uhmmmm probably the whole thing with nettles. you know. the sixteen year old girl he groomed and raped (yes raped because minors aren't able to consent). actually, now that i think of it, he did the exact same thing with rhaenyra too, huh? or does team black find the whole fleabottom episode to be hot and rhaenyra being sexually free? that seems like the sort of thing they'd take from that whole fiasco.

on the topic of blood & cheese: the way some people defend this is honestly sickening.

'but poor luke was killed by his terrible uncle aemond' he was an envoy of war (not to aemond, btw, he owed him no safe haven) and also he kinda. yk. took out his eye. i'm not saying luke deserved to die, but i'm going to be honest this is one of the more mild things that happened during the dance.

whether luke deserved to die (which i'd like to reiterate: i do not think he did. i can understand WHY aemond killed him, but that is not me EXCUSING him. this is for those of you who don't know how to read and will inevitably find a way to start putting words in my mouth) b&c is completely unexcusable.

it's team feminism until its a woman who doesn't fit your little box of badass hottie. it's team feminism until that woman doesn't bow down to rhae-rhae and betray her own family and children in order to join the 'good side.' it's team woman until you point out that rhaenyra was groomed by daemon and continues to make decisions that are decidedly anti-feminist.

this is why i can't stand team black stans who say things like 'i hate the greens except for helaena bc she didn't do anything wrong' because you quite literally cannot do that without admitting that helaena suffered because of the blacks NOT the greens.

helaena suffered bc of DAEMON not because of any actions taken by the greens. DAEMON was the one who orchestrated b&c, the one who sent men to terrorize her and kill her children.

daemon did that.

i have no problem with people who can admit that their faves have flaws. i admit aemond's flaws, daeron's flaws, aegon's flaws. the problem i have with daemon is that his stans are so insufferably annoying and they literally cannot do any of that.

my last thought about daemon (at the moment, at least) is his relationship with strong boys.

lots of tb likes to say that daemon loved those boys like his own and would never do anything to hurt them. and i... honestly find it a little strange, and also a little embarassing, because how am i going to have a better grasp on his character than those that love him most???

i genuinely believe that daemon, had rhaenyra ascended to the throne like viserys planned, he would have caused 'unfortunate accidents' for the strong boys in order to get his blood on the throne. which, btw, was one of the main reasons viserys named rhaenyra heir, to keep daemon from sitting on the throne.

i think it the succession crisis had been between daemon and rhaenyra instead, it would have been a much more interesting storyline.

then again grrm isn't that good at writing interesting storylines when it comes to daemon considering he's a self-insert. honestly i wouldn't be surprised if when he died it was found out that grrm had a fanfiction written somewhere where daemon survived the fight with aemond and got to live out the rest of his boring ass life grooming little girls. who knows.

#anti daemon targaryen #anti daemyra #asks #anti team black #anti hotd #hotd critical #pro team green

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I'm a bisexual woman who's been with the same woman since high school, and that was 8 years ago. All these years, I've only loved and desired her and I've never felt a need to cheat.

There are bisexual people who cheat, just as there are heterosexual and homosexual people who cheat. Being loyal and faithful has nothing to do with sexuality.

I saw in a comment on one of your posts to the biphobic anon, not-goldy, that said "are there really still people who think like this?" And yes, there are a lot of people like that anon, unfortunately. To this day, there are people who tell me I'll eventually settle for a man or that they just *know* I've fooled around with men in the past without my partner ever knowing. Some ask my girlfriend (who's gay) how she's able to be with a bisexual and if she doesn't worry that I might be out cheating when I'm not home or if I don't already have a lover at work. When they see me having a conversation with someone who's male, they make "harmless" jokes about me taking a break from "fingers and vibrators" and wanting to try some real D. They suspect that I might have been having an affair all these years with my close male friend who has a wife.

And the most frustrating thing is that these are people from school who've been there with us since "the beginning". You'd think they'd finally let all those jokes go after all these years, but nope. Those who've come to accept that I love my girlfriend and am committed to her tell me straight to my face "you weren't bi all this time, you just thought you were bi. You're actually gay, amiga."

I've realized that a lot of straight people who are open-minded about queer relationships and identify as "allies" of the LGBQIA+ are against making any kinds of jokes about gay people because they know it makes them homophobic assholes. But when it comes to bisexual people, they can say all the messed up stuff they want because "it's all harmless fun."

It's like society doesn't really see bisexuality as a sexuality that's actually real. When they do, they always have a negative perspective about it; they believe you're a promiscuous heartbreaker who can never commit to one person. And there are the ones who have a "positive" perspective about it, but... always think bisexual = polyamorous lol. People (men, mostly) be asking you if you're looking for a third and then offering themselves as the third🙄

Most people don't realize just how much harder bisexual people tend to have it, because it's not only the straight community that ostracizes us or tries to erase us, but the gay community as well. Most people in the gay community are actually against bisexuality and always say "it's either you're straight or gay (I guess as a way to fit in and be accepted by straight people, show them that "See? We are actually just like you if you think about it")

I had to dig deep into my Asks for this 😭😭😭😭

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lindalofbroome · 4 months

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30 - Unity

'Let the seven gifts of the land be joined — at the last.' [Zara's father said.] Adin took the great gem and pressed it to the last, empty space in the belt. It slipped into place with a tiny click. And at that moment, our world changed. TALES OF DELTORA The Deltora Annals The Battle for Deltora

just wanted to draw my moon and stars ocs since i love them and they are Adin-era so i guess it fits the first deltora unification but then i ended up drawing them in wedding garb so i guess it's double unity or something alsdkfjh

anyway this is Badr of Rithmere and Luisa of Del, theyre warriors who spedrun enemies to lovers because of the shadow invasion. they often had princess bride esque encounters of "you seem a decent fellow i hate to kill you" "you seem a decent fellow i hate to die lol" type of border skirmishing / patrolling etc. found themselves fighting side by side at hira and developed a nicer respect rather than the grudging kind and they began to enjoy each other's company more as they could hang out in peace under Adin's rule

i think it's too presumptuous to say that they were the first intercultural marriage, i would imagine that there were some at least they were just quieter and lived in the country or something to avoid conflict. but badr and luisa's wedding(s) wouldve been a big deal post-adin's coronation because now everyone is start to trade and intermingle and chat with each other in friendly terms, and they would be well known for their courage and skills so their respective cities were definitely Too Involved lmao

anyway del people are curious and love travelling so i think generally they wouldve been like "oh cool" but also "please have a del wedding with us" because they want to partayyy 🎉 etc but the mere were probably waaaaaaaaaay more reserved. maybe average reserved. like not the most suspicious but also not the most enthusiastic lol. they'd be like woah a stranger here. but luisa is so bubbly and loveable they take to her eventually 😌💙

i drew a rough version of the mere wedding attired because i've sort of done del wedding attire for jaslief so i thought why not try something else

also it's a coincidence but ive latched onto it so much but im obsessed with giving del moon imagery because of how the topaz and the moon are so interlinked and i think it's important to their culture, but guess what's also in the night sky. stars. you know who's famous for star motifs?? the mere. [always sunny in philadelphia red string.gif]

here's some drawings i haven't posted yet because i've been trying to do the warrior getup for all the tribes and i haven't done that yet lol

they're my favs my lil guys :)

and all because i drew a mere person swindling a del person once upon a time lmao

#roddacember 2023 #roddacember #lyn's roddacember prompts #postlyn #postlyn art #emily rodda #roddaverse #deltora quest #tales of deltora #oc #badr of rithmere #mere oc #luisa of del #del oc #//#theyre married your honour

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maythearo · 8 months

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So, about the MH x TWST AU, since Deuce is a “Frankenstein monster” (not sure what else to call it) is he related to Frankie in any way?

And speaking of characters being related to the MH cast, does that mean that they all go to school together? Or is the term “Monster High” just like, a brand thing. Where all monster schools are called that. Or do they not go to Monster High at all and I’m just making stuff up. I’ve just been thinking about this AU a lot I guess lol

HM I haven't actually thought about that first one in detail!

I like to think Deuce's mom could also have a version in this AU as well, so if him and Frankie were to be related, they could be of a more distant family branch 🤔 almost like Jamil and the Gorgon family? Maybe?

For the second question, I thought of kinda transforming the whole pf NRC into it's own monster school, apart from Monster High itself, so I guess when I mention its name it is more like a brand thing! But also they'd coexist in the same universe, that would be fun. I always wondered what other kinds of monster schools were out there aside from Monster High and,, that one vampire academy ig? Plus, Night Raven College is already kind of a spooky themed name, so it fits the universe pretty well!

#ask

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azseidation · 4 months

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Barely organized Deltarune/Undertale yellow thoughts GO

because I am fucking dying to talk about this game with more people-

Some of this is also influenced by a discord server I'm in, even though I can't remember who shared some of their ideas that influenced it which i feel bad about- (Also minor warning before I get into it, this does have spoilers for stuff like the true pacifist ending, so proceed with caution.)

Theres the idea I had and really like of making the Ketsukanes the holidays in an AU like this, so you have Kanako as Noelle, Chujin as Rudy, and Ceroba as the mayor, someone else mentioned having clover be the dess, which I honestly like a lot!

Another idea is like, the Ketsukanes being the Dreemurrs, so clovers big sister Kanako is away, and either their parents are divorced, or Chujin is either fuckin dead still or just away for his engineering job a lot.

Alternatively, Kanako is just, someone who attends Asriels collage, maybe they're friends, or just acquaintances, who knows. Here, Clover would. be dead, they died like- saving people from a fire or somethin, to add another layer of tragedy to them, and also to match how in Undertale Yellow they die from self sacrifice in the true pacifist ending.

ALTERNATIVELY alternatively, clover is alive, and they're still Kanako's sibling, or just a family friend or something I dunno lol. Either way, clover themselves would actually be closer to Asriel, at least sorta (bc its cute to think they'd be genuine friends, even if in UTY Flowey is still a little bitch who was using them the whole time,

So yeah just. a bunch of random shit. If Clover isn't fuckin dead they'd still be friends with everyone, though they're now just. regular ass people. Starlo still does LARPing stuff, Dalv probably ended up helping out on the farm bc he also likes growing corn, Martlet is just a local handywoman, who's pretty good at it. Chujin is probably still an engineer, just. not making robots, maybe he makes "axis" as some kinda toy for his daughter, since he. doesn't need to make murder-bots here. He also may still die or just fall sick, but here its just something natural and not him ripping his soul apart. Axis is tough to fit in here honestly, since deltarune is more grounded, and sentient robots aren't remotely a thing, beyond darkners I guess, which granted Axis could absolutely be! If the Yellow cast somehow gets dragged into dark world stuff too.

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pvnkesttt · 2 months

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joel/athena/javier - lovers to enemies to lovers poly au. -

(joel is 48 in this, athena is around 26 and javier 37 soooo.....age difference there in the relationship)

this little au idea was meant to be one I had thought of for joel and athena originally but adding javier into the mix felt really fun to me! basically, this would be set within the TLOU universe where the poly trio is present. in the beginning of the outbreak, athena was with both joel and javier at the time and the three of them would carry on and just survive together, sticking with one another for a loooooong while.

however, that would all change after a fallout between athena and the guys and soon she and them had parted ways, athena finding herself forming a little group with rowan, rosaline and kiran (yes they're in this as well). meanwhile, joel and javier would carry on without her though they hadn't moved on from her, their love for her was still there however, they did feel a sense of disappointment when she left, she was theirs and theirs alone yet, she just left. soon, they'd find themselves in jackson where joel's brother, tommy, and his wife, maria, were located. both joel and javier would fit in just fine within the community of jackson, even gaining themselves a friend in dev burman and settling in there for some time, a couple years at least......until she came back.

it would be just five years later that athena and her little group would find themselves in jackson as well where it just happened to be joel and javier were as well. everyone would be very welcoming with her and the rest of the group, no hard feeling between them and the rest of jackson. when joel and javier find out the woman they love most has returned, they don't hesitate to be sure it was actually her and it was! because of that, she'd soon become their biggest headache because they looked at her as enemy now but, she was still their woman and that was a tricky barrier to have.

with athena, she was at a loss for her words the first time she heard joel and javier were also located in jackson as well. she had told rosaline, kiran and rowan a bit about them but never would've guessed she'd cross paths with them AGAIN. they were enemies of hers now, though, she could see that in their eyes but, she could also see just how possessive they'd become with her over time. how they were with her in private when no one else was around to see them.

however, when they were possessive, they were gentle about it. they didn't hold any dark actions against her, no, why would they? they still had loved her all those years later, had still cared. still, to the community of jackson, she was still their "greatest headache", an annoyance that everyone else didn't mind having around but, in private? she was still their lover, their partner. she was and has always been theirs.

(again, this just a silly little idea I had and I thought I'd share with the rest of y'all because why not! also, i apologize if you find any errors in this because this was quick and so it might be a bit messy lol)

tlou-verse: a masterlist.

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Hey, Molly! I've enjoyed your Eurovision live updates today ☺️ I don't know if I've already submitted a request for Spicy Sunday 🌶 Sorry if this is a repeat. I would love to see something from You Didn't Call It What It Was. Thanks so much for sharing your stories with us.

Anonymous asked: I get that real life gets priority. I hope you have a good, productive evening. If you can and feel like doing the spicy scene, I vote for the new author au.

Anonymous asked: I'm so excited for Author Anthony! Can we see a spicy with them??

Anonymous asked: If you are doing a Sunday scene, I nominate Author AU to balance out how angsty that story is gonna be (really looking forward to it, though!)

Anonymous asked: I love the author AU so much! Can I request it for spicy Sunday?

@kanthony231955 asked: Molly,

I’ll take one for the team lol.

If you have time, may we please have a small snippet of Author Anthony maybe writing his scenes 👀 while he envisions Kate? Or a sexy moment between them?

Thank you!

Okay, I guess you guys are enjoying Author Anthony as a sweet sensitive, but very particular kind of pigeon, but here I am to show you that he is also an unhinged slut.

Kate remembered the very first time she'd felt Anthony's eyes on her. She'd been sitting in a lecture room, trying to concentrate on the wrong opinion of the man in front of her and she'd felt it, his gaze tickling down her spine.

"That guy is staring at you." The girl behind her had whispered jerking her head backwards and Kate had glanced in the direction and seen him.

He was staring at her from the row behind, or rather at her left hand, he'd been wearing a cable-knit sweater that was bunched up at his elbows and his eyebrow had been raised, staring at her hand and the page she'd written her thoughts on. She raised her eyebrows back at him and he seemed to startle, but he didn't look away as he smiled, a boyish grin really that didn't seem to fit the rest of him, completely unphased that she'd caught him staring. She turned back and tried to focus on what was said, but she felt his eyes burning into the back of her hand for the rest of the lecture.

She slung her backpack over her shoulder as she left, and stepped outside into the fresh November air, adjusting her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"Excuse me!"

She barely registered it, only kept walking, focusing on the rest of her day.

"Sorry! Girl with the dark curly hair!"

She'd turned at that, a little startled and found him standing behind her. He had a leather satchel swung over his shoulder, neatly stamped in silver with AEB, and his jeans were neatly rolled to exactly the same length as he neatly avoided a puddle, seemingly relieved he'd managed it.

"Hey."

She blinked at him, still a little startled, "Hi?"

"I just um- I noticed what you were writing-"

"Oh, so you were reading something you had no business reading?"

He didn't look very abashed, "You have very neat handwriting, it was right in front of me. Do you think Dr Fisher is the Hack or Percy Bysshe Shelley?"

Kate chuckled, "Both really, but... no one asked."

"You... can't find anything to admire about Shelley?" He seemed stunned, at her audacity.

"I... admire his wife, she started a whole genre of fiction. That's impressive."

"You're fucking ballsy."

Kate shrugged, "I have opinions."

"Fuck, I'd hate to see what you'd say about something I wrote."

Kate clicked her tongue, turning to walk away, "Luckily for you, you'll probably never find out."

She'd walked away from him that day thinking she'd never see him again, but it hadn't been true. And somewhere along the line, in those three years they'd spent at Oxford, she'd looked at him across the table in a pub and thought Fuck, I'm in love with you.

And even then, she'd never thought to tell him, she'd waved to him at graduation, surrounded by her family, him surrounded by his, so sure she'd never see him again. She'd only be walking past a bookstore one day and see his name on a book. The last thing she expected was to have a manuscript tossed on her desk years later as a junior editor.

Hummingbirds by Anthony Bridgerton.

And it was done.

And she'd never stopped feeling his eyes on her.

"I can feel you staring at me."

Anthony didn't bother to look away or try to deny it. He stared back at her from the leather sofa in the corner of his office, his hair touseled as he sat in his sweatpants and an old Tshirt. His Writing clothes he called them.

"I can see a lot of red pen over there."

Kate raised her eyebrow, tapping the pen against the printed pages in front of her. "Well, I'm your editor, babe, that's what I do. Edit."

His eyes burned into her darkly, "That section doesn't need editing."

She chuckled at him, "Why did you show it to me if you weren't ready?"

"It is ready, it just doesn't need to be edited."

Kate sighed, putting her glasses down, "I actually agree with you."

"Good, we agree I'm perfect."

"No, I think you need to cut this section."

Anthony's mouth fell open indignantly, "I'm not cutting that section!"

Kate groaned at an argument she'd had so many times with him, again and again until they were both red in the face and tension had rippled through the room until Anthony had usually thrown his hands up and fled the room after several long seconds. "Anthony, it slows down the entire chapter, and frankly, it's unrealistic."

Anthony shot out of his chair, stalking around the room like an angry giraffe as he made his way over to the bookshelf. "Unrealistic? I have awards, Kate!"

"Are any of them for realism?"

"You're just trying to hurt my feelings now! And you're succeeding!"

Kate pinched the bridge of her nose, "Baby, stop pacing, you know I'm right."

"I know no such thing!" He squawked, "It's passionate!"

"It's clumsy!"

Anthony stared at her, his chest rising and falling and his eyes burned her skin, setting her slowly alight as tension rippled between the distance but just as quickly as it started, it ended. Anthony threw his hands up and stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Anthony," Kate called after him as his feet pounded on the staircase, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. You know you're my favourite author!"

Nothing.

Fuck

Kate put her head in her hands, guilt churning in her stomach. It would be different since they started dating, of course it would and she was still trying to find a balance between-

The door opened and closed again quickly and Kate's head shot up, "Anthony, honey, I'm sorry I just-"

"Oh, Hello." Anthony said stiffly, draping himself over the back of the sofa. He'd changed, Kate realised which made her blink a little in surprise. He'd ditched his sweatpants and Oxford shirt and was wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt that he'd left unbuttoned, the smooth muscles of his chest exposed, the light smattering of chest hair dark against his pale chest in the afternoon sun.

"I know what you're doing." She tried to say it confidently, but her stomach dropped anyway and her cheeks felt warm, the entire room felt stifling, suddenly.

"I'm not doing anything." Anthony said, clearly shooting for casual, running his fingers over the back of the sofa, spinning towards her, "I'm merely... sitting in my office."

He stalked across the room towards her, his feet light on the floor and something in the intensity of his gaze made her thighs clench together.

"You aren't even sitting."

"Oh?" He was leaning across the desk now, his hands pressed into the leather covering the mahogany and Kate could smell his cologne hanging in the air. Kate felt herself squirm in her seat as he stared hungrily at her and his voice was lower when he spoke again. "Maybe I should sit then."

Kate stifled a moan as he got to his knees and she felt his hands warm on her legs even through her stockings. He slid his hands up her legs, under her skirt, his fingers tracing patterns against the soft fabric.

"Don't," Kate said but it sounded weak, even to his own ears as her legs fell open for him and she left one hook around the back of his neck, drawing him in closer.

"Do you really want me to stop?"

He hadn't done anything, not since she whined the word, his hands had stayed still on the edges of her stockings, curled around her garters, and she knew if she said yes, if she really did want him to stop he would. But god she didn't.

"Don't stop, please don't."

Anthony let out a low moan and his fingers tugged her closer by her garters until both her legs were wrapped around his neck. His lips pressed against the inside of her thigh and his tongue swept along the edge of her underwear. He made his way slowly to the centre, his tongue was warm and soft through her underwear and she could feel heat licking at her stomach in time with his movements.

Kate's hand fell from the desk and tangled itself in Anthony's hair and her hips started grinding slowly against him. Anthony let out a content noise in the back of his throat that sounded caught between a purr and a moan. The press of his tongue and the rough friction of her underwear was pushing her forward, heat coiling tighter as she held him in place against her and still she could feel his gaze burning into her.

He was always so focused on everything. Such single-minded focused that she loved watching him do anything. She loved the way he committed, threw himself into everything he did, even this, even here, even the way he loved her was determined and driven.

Come on, babe. Come for me

She toppled over the edge and the feel of his words against her and her legs started shaking, tightening around him but he didn't stop. She felt his fingers curl around the edge of her underwear and her hips bucked against the feel of his fingers while he tugged them roughly aside. Anthony's stubble scraped along the inside of her thighs and his nose pressed against her as he inhaled deeply.

Kate could feel the moan building in the back of her throat long before it made its way free and his tongue swept over her finally. It was light pressure, barely there but she could feel herself losing control already. her skirt was sliding against the chair and her knees hit the desktop with every grind against him but she didn't care. All she could feel was the press of his tongue and the slide of his fingers against her stockings and the feel of his hair under her hands and his fucking eyes staring up at her, pushing her higher and higher. Tension was thick in the room and the fireplace in the corner crackled away thickening the air.

Again, please.

His voice was firm sending a shiver down her spine and her lungs were burning as she struggled to stay upright against the feel of them.

I won't ask you again

She fell over the edge again with a sharp cry, her hips bucking wildly against him as she unravelled completely, her entire body shaking around him until she slowly came back to earth.

Anthony left a swift kiss to the inside of her thigh, letting her garters snap against her legs as he let her go, an annoyingly smug smile on his face as he crawled out from the desk.

"I think you'll find that that, which was exactly how it was described in my excellently written book, right down to my dialogue, hardly slowed things down!"

Kate groaned, her head falling to the desk, "I liked this better when I won all the arguments because you were too scared to fuck me senseless."

"I don't!" Anthony said, snatching the pages off the desk and crossing her annotations out as he crossed the room. "It stays!"

"I hate this."

"Lies."

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fiepige · 8 months

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Heya thank you so much for your ask!

I'm guessing you're referring to the deleted scene where Gwen and Miguel talk about how Hobie quit/took time off:

Since it's a deleted scene it should be taken with a grain of salt but since nothing they say here actually contradicts anything that happens in the movie (and I find it fitting for Hobie's character to abandon the spider-society while still looking out for Gwen) then I personally headcanon that something similar at least happened prior to his introduction in the movie.

When you say he was inactive I guess you mean in the spider-society (English isn't my first language so please let me know if I misunderstand/misinterpret anything you said! I'm not trying to put words in your mouth I'm just trying to show how I understand what you're writing but please correct me if I'm wrong <3).But yeah, it would make sense that he was still somewhat part of the spider-society since he's still wearing their watch when he makes his entrance:

(Also did you know that Hobie is the ONLY spider-person that wears his watch upside down??? I didn't before I was getting screenshots for this post lol, here is a screenshot that better shows it compared to Gwen:)

(ALso he's NOT wearing any watch in his introduction scene:)

(Just a fun fact I wanted to share)

About the portals:You make a good point here! We never see the portal Hobie appears from when he enters:

"If anything, he's running in from some place else. And we never see if the portal he comes from is HQ issued, or one of his."This is really interesting, cause at one point I thought he'd just use the HQ portal, but if that's the case then why:

1. don't we see him enter?

2. Is he running like he came from somewhere else? Like you said the watches are pretty precise and put people close to where they need to be.

This made me think that maybe he used one of his own watches (since I think he'd already made some at this point). BUT if that's the case then again:

We should still see him enter right?

If he appeared nearby we should see the effect his watches have on their nearby surroundings like we see when Gwen uses hers:

Maybe he just didn't want the HQ to figure out that he'd made his own watches yet, or maybe LYLA would be able to track him if he used the HQ watch so he used his own one instead and either:

Used it to end up far away from the others as he knew they'd all be able to see the effect his watches have on their surroundings and since Miguel apparently has everyone under constant surveillance he'd be able to figure out that Hobie was planning something behind the scenes. When he got there he then put on his HQ watch (which he hadn't been wearing since LYLA haven't been able to track him, according to the deleted scene at least) to cover up the fact that he made his own.

He used his own watch but it's not as precise and that would also explain why he had to run to get to the others. (Though it seems pretty precise when Gwen is using hers later)

Maybe he was already in Pav's dimension. This might explain why Pav asks if Miles knows about Hobie? But then again why does Pav greet him like he didn't know he was there (and also why didn't Hobie join Pav and the others sooner if that was the case)? In a way it would make sense for Hobie to hide in Pav's dimension if he's hiding from the spider-society and LYLA as hinted at in the deleted scene (which might not be canon though!), so maybe he hid there without Pav even knowing? And then he maybe saw/sensed what was going on with the gang fighting The Spot?

Cause yeah how did Hobie know they needed his help at Alchemax?

As you said, Gwen seems happy/surprised to see Hobie.The deleted scene tells us that Hobie gave her a way to contact him, so maybe she did and she's just happy to see him and maybe suprised he arrived so soon after she reached out? (Though idk when she would have done that, but since we don't know what means Hobie gave her to contact him we also don't know what to look for, for all we know it could've been a small device that just sends some kind of signal to him?)I don't think HQ contacted him either. BUT, we actually see Jess and Gwen talk briefly for like 2 seconds when they're trying to break the barrier at Alchemax:

So I guess another explanation could be that Jess could tell that Gwen was lying here and thus asked Hobie to go help her out as she knew he was looking out for Gwen?

But if Hobie was hiding from HQ then how did they contact him? But that's also only if you consider the deleted scene as canon. (though I don't think Jess contacting Hobie is the case but I'm just writing every theory I can come up with in case anyone wants to maybe look deeper into it).

For the moment I personally headcanon that Hobie either got a message from Gwen somehow or, like I theorised earlier, he was already nearby and his spider-sense alerted him to what was going on.

But I'd LOVE to hear what you or anyone else thinks <3

Once again thank you so much for your ask, I hope I answered it properly. Please let me know if there's something I missed or got wrong! And feel free to message me about Hobie (or atsv in general) I love asks like these as they make for a lot of fun speculation!

Also thank you so much if you read all of my ramblings!

@the-cat-and-the-birdie

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icanseethefuture333 · 7 months

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REAL DELULU YELLIN OUT MY MAAAANS 😜🤪😝

Why are people so mad about the reading I did for Mark's ideal type?:

Oh lord 🙄 so it seems people had expectations for the reading and thought it was going to be what they thought it would to be (or even wanted) vs thinking from Mark's perspective. They are in denial of the fact that Mark could be sexually attracted to such women and are babying him??? They don't want to acknowledge the fact Mark could actually have an active dating life. The way they view him is like a child, they can't fathom the thought of Mark having sex or being with an "alluring" type of woman. It's as if they want him to be with the type of girl they think he should be dating (what are they his mother? The entitlement! I just have to laugh 🤭). Some people could even be disappointed that they don't fit his ideal type 💀. They're just choosing to fight with me *sarcastic baby voice* because they think they know their precious Markie so well 🥺! Sigh 🤧😪 Instead of going by the saying "take what resonates and leave what doesn't" they're lashing out due to having poor self esteem.

Is it multiple people or just one person that keeps sending me anons to my inbox?:

Ew 😂! It's literally just only two of the same people who can't get over it. Embarrassing. I have a feeling these two might know each other or are possibly mutuals. If not, they both share in common that Mark is their bias and they are upset and shocked to hear about his love life. They wish it could be them. How boring 😴🥱 One thinks they are tough shit but is actually scary as hell because they can only talk shit on anon 😂. The other one seems to be in their feelings. Upset about the reading perhaps? Or what I said as a response? Can't please everyone I guess 🤷🏽‍♀️

What does Mark's future spouse have to say?:

Channeled song is Twinnem by Coi Leray.

"That's my twinnem, go, best friend

We killin' 'em (Yeah)

No new friends

Get rid of them"

At the end of the day Mark's future spouse is here to stay and they do not give a fuck about how people feel about it. "OH MY GOD🤬! I am never leaving! I am never leaving, I'm in this shit forever! 😃🤞"

They are someone who is very beautiful, confident, and wealthy on their own. They could possibly be popular or famous themselves. The style and beauty of the girls in the cards is a loooot similar to what was stated in the ideal type reading 😂... but let me not trigger the masses again 😮‍💨.

Channeled message for the collective:

"Don't meet your heroes if you aren't going to accept what you see. Once people show you who they are, believe them." Phew and ain't that the truth! Let em know spirit guides 🙌🏽🙏🏽! People want to idolize and be infatuated with a projected image of a mask people in the media have to put on every single day. They would have to face the truth that they don't actually know the celebrities they love and adore, so that scares them. The reason it's so scary to them is because they'd have to be honest with themselves about what behavior they exhibited in defense of their precious idols. You guys are putting absolute strangers onto a pedestal. Everything that glitters ain't gold. These celebrities are humans just like you. Do better.

Should I piss people off even more by giving the baddies what they want for fs/ideal type readings 😝?:

The cards have spoken... It's a yes bitches 🥳🎉! Can't argue with the universe about what's my calling 😌😘☺️. By providing such readings to my followers I am making a larger scale of people happy and I am allowing them to have fun! Some of the viewers are enjoying the possibility of it maybe being them (and there ain't nothing wrong with being a little bit delulu, as long as its in a healthy manner 😌🥰 keep it cute, don't be acting crazy and obsessive now lol). I could be even awakening some of my followers higher consciousness or helping them with the ability to manifest their desire. Overall, there is a sense of community happening for myself and my followers 💖, we will be able to celebrate about it soon!

#mark #nct 127 #nct #nct u #nct dream #nct tarot #kpop readings #kpop reading #celebrity readings #fanmail #personal #Spotify #mark lee

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mingisdoll · 18 days

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Ateez as other r&b songs

Listed below are the r&b songs released by other artists. It's gonna be a mess since I listen to other artists besides Bryson Tiller lol I thought long and hard about which songs I associated with Ateez

Hongjoong - Say You Love Me by Kai

We all know how possessive the captain is of Atiny. Literally the lyrics in this song say "Just say you love me tonight. Don't make me jealous tonight." Plus, the instrumental is something that Hongjoong would produce if given the chance. Idk. Maybe I'm just being delulu and manifesting an interaction between him and Blaq Tuxedo. Blaq Tuxedo are an r&b producer/singer duo who have worked with big name artists such as Chris Brown, Doja Cat, and Tank. To name a few. Anyways, I'm getting off track here. So. Manifestation. Hongjoong did say that Ateez will be in the States for a while so yeah. Hoping this happens.

Seonghwa - When The Rain Stops by Hoody

I'm not going to lie. I was going to originally have a Miguel song but I forgot which one so this was my backup plan. If ya'll don't who Hoody is, she's the Korean r&b QUEEN! And that's on PERIOD! Fight me hoe. Anyways. I took a listen to this song and bruh. Tell me why I imagined Seonghwa's soft voice covering this song. If he decides to do another cover yet it isn't another DPR Ian song, I highly recommend this one. It'll be a musical asmr type of thing.

Yunho - Ice Queen by Baekhyun

Let's face it. This big bitch is the human embodiment of sunshine. If he ever sang this song to me or another hotteok, they'd fucking melt on the spot. Yunho's vocals are heavily under fucking rated and they need to be showcased more.

Yeosang - Open Passionate by Kehlani

Ever since I heard this doberman's deep ass voice in Halazia and Dune, I always wanted him to sort of test his range a bit. This Kehlani track is two songs in one and I feel that he can handle the transition. Plus I can't hear the lyrics "What if you slip up? What if tequila grabs your neck and says, 'Don't bitch up?" without hearing his soft voice entering my ear and hitting my brainwaves.

San - With A Little Help From My Friends [Soul Mix] by Omarion

So for a bit of context, the original artists of this song is a band called The Beatles. I'm sure everyone knows about them so I'll spare you the explanation. When Omarion covered this track and then put an r&b twist on in, I immediately thought of San. This man has such a huge heart and he loves his bandmates more than anything. The airiness of his vocals would fit perfectly with this track.

Mingi - We Need A Resolution by Aaliyah

There's really no context or connection to this. Mingi is my ult. This track is my all time favorite r&b song that isn't made by Bryson Tiller. If Hoody is the Korean r&b queen, then Aaliyah is the American r&b queen. I guess the only thing I have to say is I can picture Mingi's raspy voice singing the lyrics and doing the adlibs and stuff.

Wooyoung - Die 4 You by DEAN

Like San, Wooyoung loves his bandmates more than anything. However, the way these two boyfriends go about it is different. While San would prefer to stay professional and handle a scandal or conflict in a calm manner, Wooyoung will not hesitate to call you out on your bullshit. I feel like another reason why he and Yeosang are best friends is because they will stick up for each other no matter what. But that's a different story. Anyways, musical aspect. Like San, Wooyoung has an airiness to his vocals yet I feel as though he won't put as much power into it like San will with his cover. Not that there's anything wrong with that of course! I just feel like he'd have fun with this song a lot. I'm unsure if he listens to Dean but if he does, I want him to cover this single.

Jongho - Bad News by Kehlani

Contrary to Next To You by Bryson Tiller, Jongho can showcase his powerful vocals in this Kehlani track and even do some insane harmonies. However, due to the soft nature of this otherwise slow jam/ballad, he would definitely have to focus on balance. That way, his high notes can be heard yet still put the listener at ease.

#newworldnet #ateez #ateez imagines

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I have a question. I have a character who lost her leg (below knee amputation). The setting is medieval/classical antiquity level tech approximately, and there is some magic around.

Anyway, the character uses a prosthetic most likely (she's supposed to be a badass mercenary*, and you can't exactly cut people up with a sword if you use crutches (correct me if I'm wrong)). I might solve the "prosthetic doesn't fit properly and will cause issues" with magic, like an enchanted prosthetic that magically always fits?

But now I'm wondering, what about the liner and sock and how it attaches to the stump. So, do you know anything about how prosthetics were attached to the limb in the past? And how they'd prevent chafing between the skin and the prosthetic (does just any piece of fabric work for that)?

Of course, I can just solve it with magic, but I first want to explore realistic options before resorting to that.

*If the whole idea of a warrior character who is also an amputee is not possible in this setting, please tell me! I do not want to go through with something that is super unrealistic.

It's definatly possible, especailly for a bk amputee!

Small side note first, you absolutely can fight on crutches, not with a sword (to my knowledge) but I used to do martial arts when I was younger and my instructor spent a great deal of time teaching me how to use the crutch itself as a weapon. Not the most elegant thing in the world but if you put some spikes on it, it could do some damage lol. Probably not what you're looking for but I thought it was worth a mention anyway lol.

As for the prosthetic itsef, it's unfortunatly pretty hard to find information from that era but I do know of a few examples. I know a lot of medieval knights who lost an arm and got prosthetics capable of holding shields built into their armour (as in the armour is what held it on) and continued to fight, but it's a lot harder to find information about leg amputees from that same time period, mainly because it seems leg prosthetics kind of sucked until pretty recently lol.

I do recall my prosthetist telling me about some old types of prosthetic legs though. Not sure about the reliability of the info since it seems to be just a collection of facts he learned about while researching the weird old legs he found in the company's storage room, but it could be somewhere to start at least.

Old prosthetic leg sockets used to be made of metal and leather or various types of wood. Post WW1 they used aviation scrap metal for the overall shape of the socket, sometimes lined with leather, and the liners were made out of thick cotton socks. some also had leather straps used to tighten the sockets. That's a much later era obviously, but depending on your setting, there wasn't anything about these designs that stood out as being unachievable -technologically speaking - for earlier time periods, I think there just wasn't as much demand until we started blowing each other up in war. Here's a photo of one of those legs btw, this in an above knee but it can give you some idea of what I'm talking about. Some were left metallic, but most of the time they were painted to match the wearer's skin tone.

Don't quote me on this but I think the smaller holes were how the padding material was fixed in-place to the inside the socket. Either that or it was to allow airflow, not 100% sure. The larger hole was so that you could pull a sock through as a way to get the leg on more securely. They still use that method on some prosthetics today, my first above knee prosthetic had one too. Both these features would have been on below knee prosthetic sockets too, they just would have been on the lower part of the leg, obviously.

Earlier prosthetic legs seemed to be mostly made out of wood, though I couldn't find much info on how they actually stayed on - my best guess is using similar methods to the metal ones, using leather straps pulled tight to hold them in place and using fabric socks for padding. Legs like this have existed since ancient times. As silly as it sounds, the pirate peg-leg is likely based in a certain amount of reality. Some rich folks would have been able to get wooden legs carved to look at least similar in shape to the real thing but a lot of common people would have been stuck with a peg. it was honestly probably a more practical option than the carved ones anyway.

My prosthetist also showed me photos that looked like they were from the early 1900's from I think Vietnam, where they made prosthetic legs out of bamboo and other wood. According to the article that accompanied the photo, the design had been in use for centuries. This prosthetic was made from bamboo. It had a peg for the leg itself, and the socket was a kind of basket made by splitting the bamboo peg and using fabric strips (or possibly other bamboo cuttings, the picture was very grainy) to tie it together and make it tight enough to stay on.

Like I said, I don't know how reliable to sources are, but hopefully it gives you a starting point for where to look!

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