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youaremykaiba · 2 years
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can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time? well i believe the world is burning to the ground oh well i guess we’re gonna find out
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fortyflightower · 2 years
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i do sometimes miss 2014 era pjo fandom.
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HIIII i heard you're bored so i have a question :)))
what made you ship byler??
have a nice day !!!
hi hi omg !!! i see u in my notes all the time and i wanna say i love u u seem so cool 😭💕💕
and dude . honestly . i can barely remember because ive been a byler shipper for so long now since s2 came out and i first became an st fan.. but i think it was the handhold in s2 that just made me Think. i was like huh. okay.. this is very interesting .. if they're just friends why zoom in on the hand hold like why the emphasis on it ? and so i went a searching online found some fanfic and ship stuff and i thought omg this is cute . i like this. going to ship it now :) and that was literaly it . HEHDJDJS and i wasn't that big a fan of melvin even when first watching the show i was like eh it's alright i guess your basic straight awkward kid couple but like . yeah and the fandom was SO TINY BACK THEN??)??? do you byler fans who have been here longer remember or is it just me being crazy thinking it was small when it wasn't ? like it was smaller of course as the shows gotten more popular especially younger generations getting in now with season 4's release but like.. byler was so fucking small back then. barely anyone shipped it and it was literally like considered a CRACK ship like it was a fun ship that was never actually going to happen irl or anything it was just this fun silly non serious thing . or at most it would be one sided byler with will loving mike but mike being straight .
but NOW??? my god the amount of evidence and speculation and the fact that the actual show acknowledges and is now encouraging it like it makes me so fucking happy you know ?? literally NEVER in my whole life did i think byler would ever actually come true until recently with all this new stuff . and it's just awesome !!!! it's ACTUALLY REAL we're not just delusional fans following crack ships that would never happen!! and the fandoms so big now so many ppl r here and i LOVE IT !! thirteen year old me would be SO happy right now knowing the future of byler :) anyways sorry did not mean to get on an emotional tangent but it's that specific time in the late hours where u get them Feelings.. u know ..
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this me rn .
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opens-up-4-nobody · 1 year
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#hhhhh 🫠 gotta love when instead of doing literally anything im stuck anxiously vibrating for hours#like if u just did things. things would get done! thats how this works! wtf r u doing???#2 manuscripts that r supposed to be done now and 2 applications left to complete#my mum thinks i should let my boss kno thst my brain is collapsing in on itself and like yea i prob should bc i should apologize for being#all weird and disorganized. my brain feels so weird. like it takes so so much processing power for me to remember wtf i was doing and what#i have to do next but like if i tell her it wont really change anything bc its like i have to meet these deadlines either way#also i have to b careful bc i dont wanna say yea i got horrifically burned out taking measurements but like im sure itll be fine that i#have to go back to taking measurements in January. like no prob. weve only been building up to it all year#and i kno if i say im burned out she'll be like u gotta relax more! i told u to relax so we wouldnt b here!#and then i have to be like no u dont fucking understand that i cant relax. i never relax. my life is a series of tasks and thinking abt#tasks and worrying forever. if u tell me to relax i will agony spiral for hours not relaxing and not being productive 🙃#i just need my brain to allow me to focus long enough to get these fucking manuscripts done#but no my brain is like if u wanna do thing u gotta find the perfect audio but also i cant focus as well with audio but also i cant even#find the right thing to listen to anyway. and my brain is like u need one device playing media and 1 playing music#and like no stop. just fucking focus and stop falling apart#time time time not enough and far too much#its so weird bc i think im pretty level headed and self aware despite how my brain is sometimes. but it keeps doing this thing where#like everything gets so distorted and im like jesus its a good thing otherwise pretty grounded#blah tomorrow well see whst comes outta my mouth when i tslk to my boss#ugh im so tired whyyyyyyyyy#i cant even make proper time to draw#unrelated
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boogieboba · 2 years
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hey alexa play “how far we’ve come” by matchbox 50
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girlblocker · 2 years
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not now babe im watching amvs in my mind
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not drinking regularly is fun now i have one drink and get teary over how much i love my dog
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forzalayla · 14 days
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Dress
Requested: yes; "Hey!! I've just read your first fic and I adore your writting style already, can I request a fic with Charles based on the song Dress by Taylor Swift. Like I'm imagining driver reader and Charles in a secret relationship at a gala or something. Mabye it leads to smut but I don't mind. I know it sounds stupid but yeah I'd love to see what you can do with that x"
Summary: Ferraris golden boy and Mercedes newest driver struggle to keep things under wraps in their secret relationship.
Pairing: Charles Leclerc × femdriver!reader
Warnings: SMUT! car sex, p in v, fingering, thigh riding, riding, slight choking and over stimulation (if you squint), no mention of protection (dont try this at home).
Word Count: 2157
Authors Note: I absolutely love this request and its my first so thank you so much! I hope you like what ive come up with! Also, I know that lots of the drivers are friends and hang out and what not but for the perpouse of the story, their rivalries are much stronger.
psst, if youve seen this before, act like you havent. (i accidentally posted the unfinished version)
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This has to be the worst part about her job. She is a racer, not an actor or a singer or an influencer. A racer. Y/n never wanted to be at these things. The galas and the black tie events we all so unnecessary but her superiors gave her no choice. It was demanded by the FIA that all drivers made a certain amount of appearances at these charity events.
Now dont get me wrong, y/n has no issue with the events themselves. Shes stupid rich and she knows it. The twenty something year old enjoys giving money to the charities and people who need it most. However what she doesnt enjoy are the formalities and everything else that came with it. She was expected to dress nice and act friendly, mingle with people far more important and rich than she was. Quite frankly it exhausted her. But not Charles.
Her boyfriend loved the attention, thrived in it even. Everyone would always flood to and gather around Ferraris golden boy, who always seemed to glow that little bit brighter with the attention. Y/n however, couldnt stand it. So, if her night was going to be hell, so was his. Thats how she ended up in the long, backless black dress and stupidly high heels.
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"Y/n, over here!" She heard the familiar voice of her teammate from across the room. Scanning the area, she finally spotted Toto and his wife, Sussie, talking to their number one driver.
"Hey guys! Hows it going?" She said as she made her way over and leant up to kiss Lewis cheek.
"Wow, okay is everyone else seeing this?" Toto exclaimed after greeting his driver.
"Yeah I dont think weve ever seen you dressed up this nice. You look wonderful." The younger girl beamed under the praise of her mentor. This part of her life was still so sureal. She grew up watching Lewis race and now she got to hang out with him as team mates.
"Thank you so much you lot. I thought Id try something new, get out of the team gear for a while."
"You should dress up more often." Sussie complemented and smiled as the group went back to the conversation they were in before she arrived.
Thats when she felt it. The hot burn on her back, like two flamming daggers. Turning her head to see the source of the feeling, her eyes locked with her boyfriends. Charles did not look very pleased but before she could excuse herself from the group, Lewis groaned.
"Oh look, the Ferrari boys finally decided to show up." he informed the group.
"Youre going to be one of them next year." Sussie tried to gently remind him but he just let out a defeated grunt.
Y/n and Charles had still not broken eyecontact as he started walking towards her. For a moment, she thought he was going to stop and have a conversation with the Mercedes group. Instead he just walked straight past, brushing his shoulder with hers before looking back over it to send her one of his signature winks. Before he was too far away, she reached out tried to grab for his hand. Why did she do that? How can he have her melting with just a half assed wink like that?
Charles then greeted his own team principal as he observed his partners cheeks heat up and chuckled.
Our secret moments in a crowded room
The pair retreated back to conversation with there own teams and sadly it would be like that for the rest of the night.
They got no idea about me and you
As like most of these occasions, drivers, principals and staff tended to stick with those from their respective teams. There was never really any interaction between groups. Especially not rivals as big as Mercedes and Ferrari. Once the cameras were off and Netflix went home, no one realy wanted to be seen as fraternizing with the enemy.
She hated that. She wanted the feeling of her boyfriend at her side. The ghost like feeling of his touch was still there, even if he walked past a while ago now. It genuinely felt like a peice of her was missing when he wasnt near by.
There is an indentation in the shape of you, made your mark on me, a golden tattoo
Its not that the couple didnt want to be public about their relationship, its just that they were terrified of the media and the FIA tearing them apart. Y/n already had to cope with every sports site only the planet making up some sort of story about how she slept with multiple drivers, principals or FIA board members. Because cleary thats the only explanation as to how she could possibly have a seat. No matter how many wins, points and pole positions she had under her belt, there would always be those who doubted her and question whether she truly deserved her place. A relationship with a driver would only be fuel to their fire.
"Désolé, can I just get past." A pair of hands on her hips pulled her out of her thoughts as her eyes once again met those of Charles Leclerc, making his way to the bar. His touch lingered for far longer than necessary but no one else seemed to notice.
"Im going to get a drink." She said after a beat and excused her self from the growing group of people. Once she turned around, however, her partner was no where to be seen. Y/n just continued on her path and ordered some fruity gin and tonic. That was another issue with these events, although the alchohol was free, it was weak and posh. With that in mind, she asked the bartender to make it a double. "No problem. Rough night so far?"
"Something like that." The driver know he was doing his job but she didnt much want to engage in conversation, already suffering as it is.
Suddenly, she was caged in by pair of arms now leaning on the bar as her favourite scent crowded her senses. "Charles, what are you doing, people will see!?"
"Is this not what you wanted? First you refused to let me get ready at your apartment, now youre wearing this dress," he tugged on the bottom of the open back on her dress, "its quite rude to tease, you know, chéri."
"Tease? Charles I havent done anything, youre the one whose been unnecessarily touchy and you winked at me. Not to mention youre literally pinning me to the bar."
"Mhm, mabye." and with that he walked away, just as her drink arrived. Mabye? What did he mean, mabye?
All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation
Their night continued like this. Constant fleeting touches and eyecontact that said more than words. He noticed how she would stick her hip out more when engaging in conversation. Just like she was noticing how he was licking his lips for than often. Like teenagers trying to get the attention of their crush.
All hope that she had of leaving early with him was gone. He wasnt going to give up that easily. Or so she thought
Her rival kept downing drinks in hopes to distract from his girl but it was useless. He couldnt take it anymore. And by the looks of it, neither could she. They needed eachother.
My hands are shaking from holding back from you
She watched him stand up from his stool at the end of the bar and he nodded towards the hallway.
Without a second thought, the driver scurried after him, not even bothering to give an explanation to the group she was previously engaged with. Her wide eyes scanned all of the doorways for any sign of him once reaching the hallway.
"Y/n." Her heart stopped. It was a low voice, she knew it to be Charles before she even saw him, but it wasnt his usual bubbly tone.
Say my name and everything just stops
He gripped her hand without another word and made his way towards the bathroom. "Wait stop, Charlie, thats too obvious, well get caught." Again, not a word as he simply grunted and dragged her to the exit doors and round the corner to where his pista was parked.
"What has gotten into you baby?" Y/n knew that the dress was getting to him but she couldnt imagine the effect would be this drastic. She didnt have time to think as he open the driver side door and pulled her in. Thank god for tinted windows.
I don't want you like a best friend
Charles hands found purchase on her ass as his girl stradled him and her lips locked with his. The skirt of her dress was rising up while he deepened the kiss and pulled her onto his thigh. She began rocking her hips against his leg in want of that euphoric feeling, while he explored her mouth. The drag of fabric on her clit was delicious as she moaned out in bliss. Charles swallowed her sounds as she sped up her movements and the coil within her core got closer to snapping. She was getting close and he knew it so just as she was on the edge of release, he stopped with a firm grip on her waist, the tight knot in her core loosened.
"You tease me, I will tease you amour." He whispered with a shit eating grin
"But Charles I didnt even-" and its true. She had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. Sure, she had intentionally worn a dress mabye a bit too revealing for this event but she hadent been intentionally teasing him.
"Oh yeah? Why are you even wearing this dress in the first place? Hmm? Who are you all dressed up for?" He looked at her expectantly as he halted her movements on his thigh.
"You my love. Only you." That was all he needed to hear. He lifted her of his lap with one hand as he used the other to undo his belt and pull down his trousers. She got to work on undoing his shirt and began to trace nibble finger tips over his toned chest. Y/n should have noticed the bulge sooner but she was now greeted with his angry red tip leaking precum. Such a pretty cock.
Swiping a finger across the top and collecting the white bead, she locked eyes with him. "Putain.." he breathed as she sucked on her finger.
He pulled the white lace panties to the side and began to drag his heavy head between her lips. Leaving no time to react, he slid into her warmth with one move, this earned a loud moan from both lovers. His wide girth had her screaming and his hand wrapped around her throat to stiffle the moans.
Only bought this dress so you could take it off, take it off
"Got to be quite chéri, there are people still on the street." Charles loosened his hold on her neck and pulled down the top of the dress. Even after almost a year, his size and the stretch still took a few seconds to get used to but once she collected her self, y/n started moving her self up and down and rotating her hips on his length. He attacked her tits with his tounge, sucking and biting all across her chest, in an attempt to muffle his own moans.
Inescapable, im not even gonna try
Chasing her high, y/n sped up as the man beneath her began bucking up and meeting her movements. "Fuck Charles so- so big! Im so close!" His hand moved from her nipples to her clit and it was only a few seconds before the band within her snapped and she was coming undone. Any other time and y/n would be ashamed in how long she had lasted but with him, she didnt care. She could do no wrong in his eyes.
Charles saw the absent look on her features and took it as his sign to take control as he began thrusting harder into her to achieve his own climax.
"Charlie please! Its too much." She said suddenly as she threw her head back, almost cumming again.
"Fuck y/n! So close, youre squeezing me so tight amour! Thats my good girl!" A string of praise and curses filled her ears as she unravelled above him for a second time, and made a noise like something straight out of a porno as he shot white ropes of his realese into her warmth, still fucking it up into her as he rode out their highs.
And if I get burned, at least we were electrified
She let her head fall into his shoulder as she attempted to catch her breath. "God, remind me to wear dresses like that more often." She said and her boyfriend let out a low laugh, shell take that as a yes.
"I love you y/n."
"I love you too Charles." Her lips met his in another slopy kiss. It tasted like a disgusting mix of whisky and gin but she didnt care.
You kiss my face and we're both drunk
"I think we should go back inside." She said as they parted again for air. The drivers hadnt quite realised how long theyd been gone for.
"No, we cant, weve been gone for too long so its way to suspicious, I will just take you back to your hotel, amour." And with his words she climbed more like fell into the passenger seat, greatful that they didnt have to go back to the torturous function.
The young woman tried to stay awake but after a long week, with her head against the window and his hand on her thigh, she caved into a peaceful slumber. Maybe keeping their relationship hidden isnt such a bad secret after all. Especially for the sake of moments like these.
Everyone thinks that they know us, but they know nothing.
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i know its not the best but it is my first ever smut so please be nice!
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ALEXA PLAY LETS SEE HOW FAR WEVE COME
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writingstoraes · 1 year
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hard liquor, hard launch 🥃
pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader
type: instagram imagine/social media au
notes: not proofread and not revised so please expect errors hehehe please lmk what u think by replying or messaging and if u wanna be part of my taglist! <3
about: charles goes out drinking with friends and he "accidentally" reveals you, when you were supposed to be lowkey
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charles_leclerc I miss my baby so muxh plsaee come pick me up i should not have drsnk tonight yourusername pick me uppp now plsease!
arthurleclerc I guess we're done with the soft-launches now?
pascale_leclerc Why are you joking at a time like this go help your brother!
charlitoferrari IS CHARLES DRUNK AND DOING A GIRLFRIEND REVEAL????
cl16f1 girllll i knowwww all this time mans has been hiding his girl from us 😭
pierregasly I know I should be a good friend and take away his phone but he's giggling while typing it is a sight to see
landonorris Help him??? Give him another shot!!!
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charles_leclerc YES OKAY! I hav a girlffiend. Weve been togehrer for about a year now so the whiskey whispered to me tonigjt to introduce her to you guys ❤️❤️❤️ Je taime babyyyy yourusername
yourusername charles i am on my way give someone else your phone amour :)
lilymhe Props to you for acting so cool when we all know you're sprinting towards the door while on a call with us
yourusername idk maybe tell your boyfriend to confiscate my boyfriend's phone!!!!!
sainzmyhero AWWW SHE SAID MY BOYFRIEND
danielricciardo Dont know what's about to go down the paddock in the next few days but I'm sure the PR team of Ferrari is going to have a field day 🤣
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charles_leclerc My red girl ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ PS. Shes mine and if anyone tries anyjthing funny, I will race you 🏎
ferrarilover this is so amusing bye
charleschampion Who knew drunk Charles was very affectionate
carlossainz55 Oh he is
isahernaez And how do you know that???
pierregasly You do not wanna know, Isa
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yourusername package secured, charles is at home and asleep after all the ruckus he caused tonight 🤦‍♀️ anyway now that the jig is up, i guess no more being lowkey for us then hahaha let's all wait for him to wake up tomorrow with a headache and vow to never drink again 🫶 for what it's worth, i love you too, charles_leclerc! forever & always 🤍
also thanks to pierre for taking this picture, charles has lost his balance halfway home! he was so heavyyyy lol
carlossainz55 I am really going to miss the "Take a picture of me but don't show my face!" era 😔
landonorris I have so many videos of Charles you can use to blackmail him, Y/N
yourusername such a tempting offer
landonorris Im serious I have it from all angles
ilpredestinato How does it feel to have Charles as a boyfriend
yourusername very eventful :')
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tagging: @slytherheign pls watch f1 this is ur sign
notes: how do you guys like it so far? lmk what u think! tysm for reading ♡
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fcknstar · 11 months
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,, the innocence is gone "
pairings : gf!ethanlandry x fem!reader ( vesper )
summary : what happens when history tends to repeat himself?
content warnings : violence, betrayal, obsession.
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" ghostface would be attractive if he didnt kill.. " you voiced out, in your own world when the whole group turned to face you in shock. 
" uhm.. i think thats a bit far fetch dont you think? " mindy cringed. 
how can the thought of someone with a mask pull your heartstrings, or even turn you on.
" i mean, in my opinion he could be pretty hot. " you shrugged. 
the group wasnt new on your interests in slashers, criminals. you figured that it was always the attractive ones who killed. they just found it weird considering you, mindy, the carpenter sisters and chad nearly got killed by one. 
" coping mechanisms. " quinn laughed the tension off, with the rest awkwardly nodding. 
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ever since ethan joined the group, you have been nothing but attached. how did a good looking guy - a snack - be so lonely. you thought he had someone in his mind, the one you knew you couldnt occupy. but he did. you. but he soon swallowed the feeling down to focus on his mission. he knew he had to kill you, so why did your existence crumble him. making him question about his true intentions. 
" i had econ! " he defended himself as mindy analyzed ethan. 
you saw ethan leaving the apartment so you did trust him. 
" mindy, he did leave the apartment, remember? " you whispered, eyes closed as you listened to the rustling sounds around you. 
" see? " 
" vesper, you are next in my list- " 
" what? just because i defended him doesnt make me the killer. and you know for a fact i would never considering the fucking shit weve been through! " you couldnt believe your ears, your own best friend not trusting you. 
" mindy, i think you are over- analysing everything right now. " sam sighed. she trusted you, even if she knew she couldn't trust anyone. but youve been there for her and tara since day one. 
" fine, but ethan is still on the top of my list. " ethan bringing his hands up in defeat. giving him a lopsided smile, he returned a sad smile back.
everyone were starting to turn their backs on their own people, those that had to relive such traumatic moments. 
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" hello? " 
" hey, ves! i was wondering if you could head down to the library? i need your help. " your friends voice begging for a yes to come out from you. instead a -
" no, im sorry. im with ethan right now, catching up on some shit i dont understand. ill try to come down as soon as possible though! " ethans eyes darting to your face. he loved the way you said his name. how sweet and soft youd say it, as if he was a fragile doll you had to take care off. 
" oh man, alright sure! just text me - update me yea! bye! " a sigh was heard from the other side. 
" bye love~ " you giggled. you were often flirtatious with your closest friends. ethan - not knowing the gender of the caller, narrowed his eyes. 
" so sorry about that- " 
" who was that? " ethan couldnt help but ask. he just had to know. if you couldnt be his, you shouldn't be anyones. 
" lana, she needed help with something. i dont know. " ethan nodded. 
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ethan has yet to leave your side since the van. he needed to be with you as long as he could before he killed you, as him or as ghostface. so when gale brought you and the others down to the shrine, you realized ethans hand around your wrist. 
looking up at him, him smiled. 
" cant let you leave my sight knowing youd go crazy over this stuff. might lose you on the way. " you chuckled. 
looking over the items, you couldn't help but wonder how did someone collect items that was about six years ago - or even more. walking up on stage, you grazed every piece of black robe that could be filled with blood. this was a new feeling and you liked it. 
" remember how you said that ghostface was attractive, i get how someone might like him. " ethan blurted out. 
" haha very funny eth. " rolling your eyes, knowing that he's just trying to annoy you. 
" i mean look at amber freeman. she was hot. quite literally. "
you stopped at amber freemans robe, such events replaying. 
" welcome to act three. " you stumbled backwards watching as she aimed the gun at you.
" its sad that that pretty face will be gone to waste. " amber made a pouty face. you liked amber, maybe more than just a friend. of course you found her attractive, even with her reveal. but you couldnt.
it felt as if someone took your heart out, squeezed it and pushed it back in. you had to digest so many information and your dumb brain couldnt handle it. you didnt want it to happen again, knowing you couldnt take another heart break.
" ves? " ethan placed an arm on your shoulder. 
" sorry? " 
" you alright? " you nodded, afraid that your voice might crack. 
you coped up with everything by searching on slashers, even learning their tactics. it was interesting to say the least. you soon became obsessed with one you didnt even acknowledge. you should have known.
sam and tara pulled you behind them as ghostface removed his mask, revealing ethan. 
his gloomy face was replaced with a menacing smile. you tuned everything out, realizing that everything this happening again. fuck, you thought. ethan was a shy dorky guy, and now standing in front of you is a killer that you liked. oddly enough, you didn't feel betrayed or even hurt. he looked hot, with his hair sticking to his forehead and his breathing heavy. thoughts of blood on his face couldnt help but flood your mind. you just didnt want to die. not yet. 
you didn't even realize when ethans rounding the corner, near the glass display you and sam were standing at. 
you being the closest one, he pulled you, placing the knife against your neck. 
" fuck, eth- " your voice died down in your throat when you felt him press the knife further into your neck. 
" no- " sam and tara wanted to run towards you when quinn stopped them. 
" no, no you little fuckers, you aren't going anywhere. " before walking towards them, ethan walked with you, following quinns steps. your back against his front, you felt his heart thumping hard. probably due to adrenaline. you were going to die. tonight. in the hands of ethan. 
quinn lunged forwards before tara smacked quinn with a brick, knocking her out. 
that was when bailey aimed the gun towards the sisters. 
" you brought a brick to a gun fight.. quite sad isnt it. that you have to die this way. "
" sam- " out of instinct, you jolted forward, forgetting the knife against your neck. you had cut your neck slightly, as you pushed yourself further behind against ethan. 
" you sweet dumb thing. too stupid to not realize that you may cut yourself. " ethan pouted before pulling you away from the others. 
sam and tara saw ethan pushing you forward with the knife against your back. shit, they thought. 
before you could even ask him where he was bringing you, he stabbed you in the arm. 
" ive always wanted to stick something in you, ves! " he smiled victoriously.
" fuck you, eth! " you breathed.
" is that an offer? " shaking his head, he continued, "since i like you, ill spare you. " 
he has made up his mind.
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a.n : have been vv obsessed lately, requests coming soon <3
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codcosplayer · 2 months
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Exam Week
For the past week you’ve been working on studying for your exams and keeping up with cleaning and making food for you and Simon. You have your first exam in two days and you're almost as busy studying as Simon is with work. 
One day Simon comes home from work and finally isn’t having a bad day, he's been working with new recruits and they had been recently pissing him off, but today was a good day! He walked in the door with the normal “Hey lovie, ‘M home!” Usually you’d be waiting for him at the door and greet him with a welcome home kiss. Today you were nowhere to be found, “Lovie?” Still nothing. Simon keeps calm as he looks around the house, “Where are they Damnit, Wait. Could they be- No its been 11 and ½ hours- surely they aren’t still-” Simon opens the door to their office that they use for filing reports, school work, etc. Low and behold their you were, Passed out at your desk head slumped on your propped up left arm, pencil still in hand, your hand was settled on your notebook. With your screen split, one side of your screen had your essay open that you’d been working on for the past two days, and the other side had a website you were taking notes from.
Simons face goes from worried to grateful, as he sighs a sigh of relief, but he was also a little upset that you were still working, You’d started working about five minutes before Simon left, he walked up to you as quietly as possible, slowly taking the pencil from your hands, saving your essay, and bookmarking the website you were on and your notebook. After closing your notebook and turning off the computer he gently picked you up and carried you to bed.
“Honey, hey love.” Simons gentle voice floods your ears as you slowly wake up. You let out a small “Mm?” as you sit up. “Babe? Where am- wheres my work?!” you panic a little as you take in your surroundings, “Hey calm down hun, I saved your progress and book marked your tabs and notebooks, when you go back everything will be the same as you left it, alright?” He reasures you. “Ok” You say hesitantly, “I have few questions your you love,” Simon says looking at you with a serious face ‘Uh oh’ You think but you respond with a small “Ok,” “Did you have anything to eat after the breakfast you had this morning? If thats even consdered a meal.” He asks, to be honest not really, the meal he was talking about was a cup of expresso and a bagel with cream cheese. “I had a cup of water..” You said not looking him in the eyes, “That’s it? At what time?” “Noon.” You still don’t look at him, You had eaten with Simon at 4:30, “That has five hours ago, its 17:00 love.”(5:00pm for those who don’t know military time.) “Oh” you said finally looking at him, you genuenlly didn’t know how much time had passed by, you’d been hours for hours on end everyday to get ready for you exams, you hadn’t cleaned the house in four days, but it didn’t really matter because you hadnt gone anywhere other than your guys bedroom and the office. “I’m gonna make some food, Then were gonna eat and we can talk about this later.” Simon says as he gets up from where he was sitting on the bed and exits the room. 
*Fifteen minutes later*
Simon walks in with two plate of Chicken alfredo, “Here.” he hands you a plate that you except happily, now realizing how hungry you’d been, as you begin eating simon continues your original conversation. “So love, weve got talk about this, i love that you dedicated to working but this is going to far. You aren’t taking time for yourself, I dont think your eaten properly since last week. Also this isn’t the first time you’ve passed out at your desk for over working.” you look down at your plate and take another bite looking guilty,
 “I’m sorry, I’m just struggling in some of my classes and I didn’t want to fail my exams, I see why your concerned I just hate not being prepared for things.” You respond sounding a little upset, the warm feeling of Simons hands cupping your face brings you eyes up to his, “I know you like having good grades and you were always pressured to get good grades as a kid but I don’t need you to be ‘perfect’, nobodys perfect ok? Everybody is important to somebody and your important to me. I love you.” “I love you too Si..”
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jarmes · 3 months
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Homestuck: Beyond Canon Fanfic - Yiffy's Mother
The first thing Yiffy notices is that the woman standing before her looks like her mother. She has her long, messy dark hair, the big glasses, the protruding teeth, and the pointy white ears. Except, she’s young. Younger than Yiffy, maybe. And, the smell is wrong. She smells like dried blood. She hovers in the air, with eyes darker than the darkest night, and stares at Yiffy.
Yiffy growls.
Use your words, Yiffany.
the imposter says without moving her lips. Yiffy winces as the words appear in her brain, overriding her thoughts, keeping her from thinking about anything but the imposter’s command.
YIFFY: FUCK YOU
DAVE: oh shit boss i dont think doggy girl is happy to see you
The imposter’s retainers emerge from the shadows. To her left stands a troll with red wings, curved horns, and a massive smile. Something about her makes Yiffy afraid, more afraid than she’s ever been. To the imposter’s right is a metal man with red sunglasses, holding a sword. She recognizes him from the photos. Dave Strider, her mom’s husband, deceased for several years. He has no face, just the sunglasses, making it impossible to ascertain his emotion.
You’ve traveled far to reach us. Past the plot point, through the darkest reaches of space. Do you know why?
YIFFY: TO KILL YOU
That is what you think your purpose is. Unfortunately, this is the moment is pulled away and the wizard is revealed to be a man, a simple inventor who has controlled his kingdom through endless lies. Do you know why you want to kill me?
YIFFY: BECAUSE YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS
I did. But that is not why you are here. You are here because I have willed it.
YIFFY: FUCK YOU
You are repeating yourself.
Yiffy snarls at the demon wearing her mother’s face. She charges forward and lunges at the imposter. The retainers stop her. Yiffy freezes, midair, as the troll summons glowing hears. She can’t move, no matter how hard she tries. She feels like she’s choking as her lungs are locked in place by the power of a god.
Strider holds his sword up to Yiffy’s throat. With a single motion, he could kill her. If she wasn’t frozen, she would try and bite him.
DAVE: you need to get a cool sword
DAVE: or a shitty one i guess
DAVE: the point is you probably could have hit her with a bit more reach
DAVE: like wed all think you had failed and then you would say youre already dead and a bunch of blood would explode out like in a samurai film
Dave.
DAVE: plus it fits with the family bloodline and stuff
DAVE: youre my niece right
DAVE: nice to meet you
DAVE: i like the nostalgia critic outfit
Dave.
ARADIA: dave i think youre talking too much again
DAVE: yeah that happens
Strider sheathes his sword and the troll unfreezes time. Yiffy crashes down onto the floor in front of the imposter.
ARADIA: if its any consolation
ARADIA: death isnt really a big deal
ARADIA: lots of people die
ARADIA: weve all died
ARADIA: me and dave again and again
ARADIA: your friends are probably having the time of their lives!!!
Yiffy spits on the imposter’s leg. She doesn’t react.
You are not here to kill me. Because, of course, that could not happen unless I allowed it, and dying now would be inconvenient for my duties. You are here because I have allowed you to come here, my child.
YIFFY: YOU ARENT MY MOM
Correct. I am not Jade Harley, although I have been using her corpse as an outfit for many years. But, in many ways, I am more a parent to you than either of your mothers.
YIFFY: WHAT
My name is Calliope. Not the fearful murdered side character hiding in your grandmother’s basement, the better version. A version of Calliope who won. I created you, Yiffany. You would not exist if not for my intervention.
YIFFY: FUCK OFF
Let me tell you a story.
DAVE: yay storytime
Once, there was a group of children, who were ripped from their lives and forced to play a terrible game. The game broke them down, through pain and death, and rebirthed them as heroes. A terrible man, my brother, served as the ultimate boss of this game. Those heroes, rather than follow the path the game set before them, ran away to a paradise called Earth C. I became the shepherd of this Garden of Eden and watched as they lived happy lives. But, one of them, the Prince, was unsatisfied with happiness. He wanted the story to continue. And, to continue, it needed conflict. It needed a villain. A monster, a replacement for my brother. The Prince decided to be that become that villain. He escaped from Earth C so he could spread pain through existence. And, as the caretaker of a conflict-free world, it became my job to stop him.
YIFFY: WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING
The Prince is powerful. Almost as strong as me. He cannot be killed by conventional means. He is a metatextual being and can only be killed by a metatextual weapon. You, Yiffany, are my weapon.
YIFFY: WHAT
The Prince has complete control over his piece of existence. The only way to kill him is with something that should have never existed. A concept so ungodly stupid that, if he were to ever come into contact with it, he would cease to be.
To defeat my foe, I was forced to damage my paradise. I controlled the heroes like puppets, making them do things they would never do. I forced them to create my weapon. First, I had your surrogate and her wife adopt and raise a clone of Vriska. A deeply, deeply bad concept. But, unfortunately, not bad enough. Next, I created your friend Tavros. A child of rape, born from a hero twisted beyond recognition. A cowardly boy molested by a clown. Surely he would be enough! And yet, he was not potent enough. But with you, I created perfection. 
Yiffany Longstocking Lalonde-Harley. You should not exist. You are a living plothole who exists because I forced your mothers to abandon their values. The Prince fears you, Yiffany. He knows that you can kill him.
YIFFY: WHY DID YOU MAKE VRISSY AND TAV IF YOU WERE JUST GOING TO KILL THEM
They ceased to have any purpose in my plans. And, when I restored my paradise to how it should have been, they could not have been part of it. Better to get them out of the way now. Besides, their deaths made it easy to control you.
YIFFY: NOBODY CONTROLS ME
The Prince was smart. He removed himself from my domain as soon as my plans began. But, I managed to chase him here, to this land of abominations. And you, you worthless abomination, you heard my words in your head and chased them here. You have never made a choice in your entire life. You are a puppet, dragged around by the string, deluding herself into thinking she’s in control. It’s sad, really.
Yiffy lunges at Calliope, but she’s too slow. The Muse teleports to the other side of the room, completely fine. Yiffy crawls to her feet.
YIFFY: IF I CAN KILL DIRK
YIFFY: THEN I CAN KILL YOU TOO
Correct. Unfortunately, you will not get the chance.
YIFFY: ILL KILL STRIDER AND THE TROLL
YIFFY: MAKE YOU FEEL HOW I FELT WHEN YOU KILLED TAV AND VRISSY
Calliope laughs. I don’t need the time players to defeat you. I am more powerful than you could possibly imagine.
Yiffy charges at her. After a few steps, she trips, falling onto the hard stone floor. As she tries to stand up, she feels a sharp pain in her chest. A heart attack, from years of annoying anger anger. She gasps for air, but the pain is too strong for her to even take in a breathe. She looks up at me, at her true mother. She realizes that I am controlling this, just as I have controlled everything. She knows that her only chance to live is to bow. Tiffany crawls to her feet and lowers her head.
Good girl. Let’s go kill the Prince.
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dwarfbutch · 19 days
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animal injury tw (no photos)
important update about monster under the cut
for those who don't know monster has developed a compulsive disorder that makes him bite his own tail to the point of actual self harm, weve been doing everything we can and hes been recently put on kitty antidepressants but its only been a few days so we haven't seen any improvement so far, hes been wearing a thick bandage on his tail to prevent him from further harm but recently he was able to rip it off and cause more superficial injures, after calling the vet and telling her the situation she told us to keep the wounds clean and change the bandage frequently
we had to take him to the hospital this morning because when we were changing his bandage last night he was yowling growling hissing and biting us viciously + the bandage was bloody and stuck to his fur and he wouldn't let us take it off completely without getting too agitated. they were able to take the remaining bandage off and clean the tail and they gave us a bigger elizabethian collar for him and told us to stop putting the bandage on because hes at risk of infection right now, and while they visited him they noticed that the last half of his tail was very limp and unresponsive so they suspect it might be dead from further trauma (probably when he took the bandage on and attacked himself) and it might have to be amputated soon. we'll be taking him to the vet on monday to run some tests and see how to go forward
im very sad and upset about everything, i didn't think it was going to have to come to this point but if amputation is the healthier safer option then we're definitely going to go through with it because all we want is for him to be safe and healthy.
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dballzposting · 25 days
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Two things that are really so interesting
Number 1: Korin is a cat but the cat gimmick really doesnt go far. By and by, Yajirobe is much more of a cat than Korin is.
Yajirobe is like a stray cat that comes and goes and always smells bad and eats all the food. And once in a blue moon he'll let you touch him. But he's exclusively solitary. And he snores. And he brings fleas. And he hides from all danger. And hes really quick and sharp when he needs to be. Hes a perfect cat really
Number 2: Cats can be very cuddly but what's interesting is that both of these cats are very hands-off.
Korin is a cat but hes an old hermit first and foremost. Dont fucking touch him. In fact you literally cant. When Goku went up there to acquire the secret water that would make you stronger, it turns out the water wasnt real, and actually his attempts to swipe it from the cat WAS SECRET TRAINING. You literally cant touch this cat. And if you CAN, then the training is complete. Congratulations <3 This cat makes training out of how elusive he is.
Yajirobe is also very solitary and you cant fucking touch him either. He'll bite you. He'll eat your ass like corn on the cob
Cat Behaviors That We WON'T See Out Of Korin even though he's a Cat and so it's a little Sad to Me The Viewer who wanted to see Cat Things:
- If you're asleep and he wants you to wake up, he won't say anything, he wont headbutt you, you wont cover your nose with his paw: He'll just hit you. Really fast and hard. With his stick. WHAM. Or maybe it's more of a CRACK. It would be funny if he combined these methods however. Like if he stands there and headbutts Yajirobe and when Yajirobe still doesnt wake up then Korin just hits him. His expression or affect dont change at all. This is business as usual
- Does he even mark his scent on things. I mean with his cheek glands not his pee. Maybe. He doesnt mark people though. Becasue he is very hands-off. Even though it would be funny. (Marks Yajirobe's ankle before going to the mall so that they wont lose each other ...)
- Is there a litter box up there ... This cat is not very cat-like in the way that he cleans his own litterbox.
- Does he even have a scratching post. The only wood I saw up there was his hermit stick. Does he scratch that at all
- He's really just not very cat-like becasue the gimmick just doesnt run far into his character. That's all I'm saying
Cat-like Things that Yajirobe Does:
- Pees on things to leave his scent
- I don't really think he does that.
The fact that they're both solitary and hands-off is what makes it special for us viewers when they do physically interact. Like when that stray cat finally lets you pet it.
But it's moreso about the comedy and their ability to relax.
Yajirobe is pretty feral and animalistic so we see cat-like behaviors out of him pretty readily; growling, swiping your paws away from his food, sleeping all day, scrambling about, hiding in corners, standing tall over his territory, etc.
What's engaging is if we could see Korin get down on the same level. He clearly has the potential too, weve seen him do some pretty immature things and exercise creature-level priorities (when he thought that Yajirobe was hiding treats so he tore his clothes open to find them, all the times he's yelled at him, etc...). Hes a wise old cat hermit and like any good hermit he's connected to his most primal levels as well as his higher faculties (how could you be perceptive and wise without first knowing how to read your body, read with your body, harnessing its wisdom?). Old hermit characters always have a childlike whimsy to them in at least one way, and it's for comedy purposes I'm sure, but also because that ability to be spontaneous and goofy comes with the territory. A healthy cat is a playful cat. A healthy human retains his childlike wonder. You know how it is
So Korin could probably do cat things. He has the self-awareness to contain his impulses, so he doesnt HAVE to chase the ball you just threw, but it seems like it would be a fun thing to do right now, and the stakes are low, so he'll do that.
But hes also pretty old and gets bored soon enough.
I think that he could tie a toy to the end of his stick and Yajirobe would end up trying to catch it. Hes like "tch... I'm not chasing that cat toy ... what do I look like to you?" And Then 6 minutes later Korin dangles it over the edge of the tower and Yajirobe is shoving his hands theiugh the bars trying to grab it .
This would work better with food I reckon. I think we can all agree that Korin could dangle a mutton chop over the edge of the tower and Yajirobe would launch hinself off of the tower in order to get it. And he'd plummet to the earth but at least he got his mutton chop ❤
They cuddle like cats sometimes also but they're mostly hands-off so it's really a sometimes thing. But physicality is importsnt (especially when you're sitting in a tower all day? What sort of engagement do you even get.. ) so they're hands-on sometimes.
ALSO: Korin Tower is the second tallest tower in the world. Of course it is inhabited by a cat, an animal who enjoys high vantage points. Yajirobe is an honorary cat and he repeatedly chooses to stay there, like a cat repeatedly going to the top of the cat tree. It All Makes Sense
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