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fangirl-dot-com · 5 months

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Fernando Alonso - I Love My Grandpa

Wow it feels like this series is flying! After this chapter, we only have two more to go. Like – that’s crazy to me, never would have thought that one simple story idea would lead to something like a multichapter work with spin offs and extras! This one might be a little bit shorter so I apologize! I’m honestly just trying to get back onto the next chapters!

All of you readers have helped me get to where we are with this entire work and I promise to be a good author!

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Like always, comments, questions, concerns, reblogs, and likes are appreciated! Much love <3

You sighed as you walked around the paddock. Bored out of your ever-loving mind. Max was off in some meeting, Charles was hidden in the Ferrari garage (one you hadn’t found out how to infiltrate, the Italians are menaces to societies), Lando and Oscar are late, Alex decided to go off with Lily and NOT invite you, and Logan was sleeping. Which, in hindsight, was probably what you needed to be doing, but you were restless.

You’d been out of the car for one of the small breaks and were just itching to get back into driver. But no.

You were stuck in the paddock.

Alone.

You thought about bothering Mitch, but like most adults, she was working for the race this coming weekend. Boo-hoo. You knew that Christian could give you something to do, but that would mean an old lady job like filing. Or honestly, it wouldn’t but you didn’t want to give Christian any ideas.

Now, you were stuck, scrolling through one of your multiple social media apps, on the hospitality roof. Your headphones were on, blocking out the world. You swiped out of Instagram and clicked on TikTok.

Maybe you should have bothered the social media personnel. They seemed to always look for drivers to make new videos. You quickly stood up. If they wouldn’t find you, you would do it yourself. Glancing over the railing, your eyes danced along the grid. Who could you approach and force to make a TikTok with?

Your eyes widened at the sight of the emerald green that flashed below. A smirk grew on your face as you quickly left the roof to go down to the pitlane. Once out in the sun, you made your way over the garage.

You knew better than Max to wear the Red Bull clothing on days that it was not needed. So you blended in, kind of. You glanced around for the one driver that you knew would make a video with you. He wasn’t named “public figure of the year” for nothing. Even though it was only for Spain, it still counted.

You walked up to a group of mechanics, suddenly feeling confident.

“Do you know where I could find Fernando?” your voice echoed through the empty garage. They suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked at you. You felt small under their gaze, but held eye contact.

One of them sweetly smiled and said that Fernando should be watering plants around the pit. You quickly thanked him and left the garage, a tight grip on your phone. You would get this video and be TikTok famous.

Your only goal in life.

You snorted at your thought. That was definitely not your goal in life, but it was one of them. Looking for the Spaniard was harder than you thought. You thought you had gone to every single garage on the planet, and he was nowhere to be found.

At one point, you ran into several of the other drivers. And when you say ran into, it was quite literally. It wasn’t your fault that Max decided to step in front of you when you were speed walking past Red Bull.

The impact was more than you thought, as you found yourself on the hot asphalt. You gazed up at the Dutchman, sun getting into your eyes. You pulled yourself up and stood next to him. Max still looked as though he was recovering from your hit.

Before he could say anything though, you blurted out, “Have you seen Fernando?”

Max had a bewildered look on his face. Why would you be looking for Fernando? From behind you, Charles suddenly appeared, eating what you think were some sort of chips.

Right, Max never went anywhere without Charles and Charles never went anywhere without Max. Maybe for secret Santa, you’d get them one of those giant shirts for them to wear.

Through his bites, Charles managed to get out, “I saw him earlier at hospitality.”

You clapped him on the shoulders. “Good man. Thank you.” You quickly reached into his bag of snack, grabbed whatever your fingers could feel, and dashed away, stuffing your face.

The Monégasque and Dutchman just stared as you bolted from the both of them.

“What was that?” Max asked, as Charles looked down at his bag with whine.

“She took the last of my snack.”

Max shook his head. “Come on. We’ll get you more snacks. Red Bull doesn’t go over cost cap on catering for nothing!”

The two drivers disappeared, leaving the various employees questioning what they just witnessed.

As for you, you were still on your journey. You climbed the stairs once again, putting yourself right back where you started. And low and behold.

There he was. In all his glory.

Watering the plants?

He must have sensed your presences, or heard you gasping for air since you took the stairs. But you wouldn’t talk about that.

He sent you a welcoming smile and beckoned you over. You gingerly stepped closer to the plant that he was showering. You cocked your head, not knowing what else you were supposed to do. Your eyes were wide as you looked at the nice flowers that had bloomed. You decided to talk first.

“Do you water all of the plants?”

A deep chuckle escaped Fernando’s lips. He had watched you look with a puzzled face.

“Not all of them. Just the ones that look like they need something extra,” he gave you a wink before turning back to his task. You took this moment to look around. At the opposite edge of the roof, there was a smaller plant that looked as if it had seen better days.

You grabbed one of the water bottles that Fernando had near him and opened it as you cracked the seal. You carefully poured the water over the small plant. Watching, you noticed how the dirt seemed to just drink it up.

This was actually pretty nice: having to share a quiet space with someone. You made your way over to a few more plants before walking back over. It seemed as though Fernando was done as well.

You went to speak, but was interrupted with a growl from your stomach. Quickly looking at your phone, the time shocked you as it was already past lunch. Fernando quietly laughed.

“Lunch?”

You grinned widely at the suggestion. The two of you made your way down to the hospitality cafeteria. It was pretty empty, since the lunch hour had passed for multiple people. You walked up to the line, ordered, grabbed your food, and found a nice table near the back by a window. It reminded you of the first lunch you had with Mitch.

Fernando sat across from you. You liked his energy.

“So,” he spoke first, “I heard from one of my mechanics that you were looking for me?” He raised his eyebrow.

Your cheeks flushed as you bit into your sandwich. You quickly swallowed to answer. “Uh, I was bored and I wanted to make a TikTok. But everyone was busy, so I thought I’d try to find you.” Your shoulders raised in a shrug.

You found yourself doing that quite a bit.

The Spaniard looked at you. “You couldn’t find someone younger? I’m just wondering why you’d come to me first?”

“Well, uh, there were some mechanics not working, but I really judge people of how I feel around them. They kind of gave off a busy vibe that I didn’t like. But you have more of a calm, grandpa kind of vibe.” You sipped your water. “I mean, if you thought that your career in Formula 1 being longer than Oscar has been alive, it’s worse with me. You’re 24 years older than me.”

Fernando looked like his body took a screen shot.

You quickly put out your arms, trying to console the driver. “I didn’t mean it in a bad way. It’s nice to have someone who’s older. I really looked up to you as a kid, and I still do.” You twisted your fingers nervously and Fernando could see that.

“It’s not an issue niña. I’m honored to have someone like you that looks up to me. But let’s maybe not talk about the ages.” You giggled quietly as his scrunched face.

“It’s kind of hard not to think about it when everyone calls me kid,” your face also scrunched, same as Fernando. “I’m glad that Oscar and Logan don’t do that, but even Lando has started.” You pretended to cry. “He’s only 3 years older.” Your head hit the table.

He kind of just watched you go through the five stages of grief. If there was one thing he knew about kids, it was to just let them go through the motions. Your head quickly shot up as you took inhaled. “Can we make a TikTok now?”

A small laugh left his lips. “Sure, we can. Did you have an idea?”

Your hands reached for your phone, unlocking it quickly. “Uh, I had a couple of ideas, but, I think one would be really funny. I’ve been seeing some comments about how you act like our grandpa sometimes, so this audio would be funny, even if it says dad.”

You played the video, the voice filling the space around you. “I get it you’re all fatherless…I’m not, I love my dad.” Fernando let out a chuckle as your eyes lit up at the funny sound.

You continued, “I’d just put words over it so that it would say ‘grandfatherless’ instead.”

“Sounds like a good plan.”

The two of you left the cafeteria to film the segments of the video. Because of time change and wherever you were in the world, it got a bit dark while you were eating. You carefully filmed your part a couple of times before it was deemed acceptable. You guessed that Fernando had done a lot of these because he was basically a pro.

You captioned it “Honorary Gramps” and posted it with Fernando’s approval.

Before you knew it, Max had come to get you.

You went to leave, before turning around and jumping to give Fernando a hug. “Thanks Grandpa-Nando.”

You stepped back to walk away with Max, who had a smirk on his face. He called back to the older man.

“Does this mean we get to call you that?” Max bit back a laugh.

Fernando shook his head. “Absolutely not.”

You whacked Max on the shoulder, “Hey, that’s only reserved for Red Bull’s golden child.”

Max had a weird look on his face. “I thought that was me?”

You shook your head before walking past him. “You have so much to learn Maxy. Let’s go find Christian.”

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hash1ras · 8 months

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jjk hcs -`♡´- modern au

part one: yuji, megumi, nobara note: characters are aged up in this, early-mid 20's | banner image made by me ♡

⋆˙⟡♡ yuji

definitely the comedian of the group, he's always making you laugh

literally has thousands and thousands of followers on twitter, he's so popular fr (but so humble about it)

sweet tooth!!! always eating sweets, one night at a house party you watched him pull pocky out of his jacket & start snacking in the middle of the kitchen like ??? yuji please eat a vegetable im worried about your health smh

literal sweet baby angel

street style fashion king!!

loves hip hop music, his current favs are isaiah rashad & childish gambino he knows the words to every song (yuji’s playlist here)

carpool karaoke sessions w him and nobara!!

he's your best friend, you guys have sleepovers and random day trips together

gives the best hugs!!! (😭)

you two have a joint playlist on spotify

has a polaroid camera that he brings with him everywhere

his bedroom is covered with pics he's taken of you and the group<3

⋆˙⟡♡ megumi

the quiet one (ofc)

has his headphones in almost constantly, its usually deftones or nirvana

he also loves old jazz music????

the type of guy to send you 50 tiktoks in a row but never reply to yours smh

he's your go to video game partner

you love going over to his house just to snuggle with his dogs on the couch

he acts annoyed and gives a little "tch" as he walks by but secretly he thinks it's the cutest thing in the world

he likes playing soccer in his free time, like he's actually an insanely good player (okay go off blue lock)

manga collector

his favorite is berserk, like damn who hurt you bby

when he gets drunk, he's the life of the party and will even pull you out on the dance floor

but then he's grumpy as hell the next day because he's violently hungover and you're showing him videos of the night before (now he's burying his head in the pillow bc he's embarrassed)

his closet is literally all black clothing

you love stealing his jackets and shirts when he's not looking lmao

megumi is the one you go to when you're struggling with anything, he always gives the best advice with 0 judgement

⋆˙⟡♡ nobara

shopaholic!!!!!

will usually take mall trips with you, she'll facetime you from the dressing room to get your opinion on outfits and now you two are having a virtual date from across the dressing room hallway lmao

fortnite champion

she always kills megumi anytime they play together and he gets so mad, now he's screaming at nobara while you and yuji are dying from laughter on the couch

"the sweetest bitch you'll ever meet"

thats actually her instagram bio

loves cherry coke

club girl, you two love spending your weekends out dancing, occasionally you'll drag megumi & yuji out with you

you know those platonic codependent friendships? like does anyone wanna hang out for 15 days in a row? yeah that's you and nobara<3

has a sanrio obsession & a plushie collection to match (she calls you the kuromi to her melody)

she's a swiftie

her favorite album is reputation

gives the best boy advice

requests are open!#

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folklorebae · 2 years

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𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐔 - 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐞

Cast(s): Timeskip!Suna Rintarou & MSBYManager!Reader

Cw: Suggestive, swearing, reader is using she/her pronouns

A/n: The girls in pictures are for references only and I do not own any of these pics (except the 4th one, it's mine) and video, credit to their respective owner. (This is repost)

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yourinstagram the disastrous life of suna y/n

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sunaln.daily Your dog is so cuteee🥺🥺🥺

ynspaperairplane I kinda miss your blonde hair era :(

↳yourinstagram REALLY?? PROMISE YOU I'LL BRING THE BLONDE HAIR ERA BACK NEXT MONTH!

yourbestfriend Doesn't look disastrous to me😴

↳yourinstagram BRO HE LITERALLY SHOUTED "Y/N WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU OUR FLIGHT IS IN 8 HOURS" A SECOND AFTER THIS PIC TAKEN

ynfan1 Sucks to be his wife, wanna be my wife instead?

↳yourinstagram I'd love to😁

↳rintarosuna 😀👍

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rintarousuna JPN - IDN ✈️

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yourinstagram Damn, I look cute. Ilysm😘

↳rintarousuna Wdym? you always look cute to me

↳yourinstagram 😳

↳yourinstagram Shut up rin, we literally sitting across each other

↳sunalntimes Modern-day Romeo and Juliet🤔

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ejpboysupdate OMG OMG ARE THEY GOING ON THEIR HONEYMOON?!?!?

sunalnupdates OMG HAVE A SWEET HONEYMOON MOM, DAD!

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itsunaln Suna and Y/N arriving in Ngurah Rai Airport, Bali!

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sunascamera They just flew thousand miles away from tokyo and still look good😩❤️

sunafan1 "Suna and Y/N" you're not wrong tho but yeah, both of them are Suna now😭

↳itsunaln SKSKSK YES I KNOW BUT I JUST CAN'T CALL HIM RIN/RINTAROU. IT FEELS WEIRD😭

sunafan2 AHHH THEY'RE SO ADORABLE😭❤️

↳ynfan2 IKR😭

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lnsweets and ynln.com Y/N via Instagram Story!

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sunafan3 ok google, how to be y/n l/n

ynfan3 God, when is my time😭

sunafan4 *insert that tiktok sound* it's not fair not fair not fair Not Fair NOT FAIR

↳sunafan4 Oh and another one that sounds like "HOW. DOES IT FEEL. TO LIVE MY DREAM? AGGHHHHH"

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fakesunayn SMACK MY A$$ LIKE A DRUM🥵❤️‍🔥💥💢

Fun fact: finally, me and rin will not get a sin for having sex

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fakelnrintarou May God forgive us for all mistakes we've made in the past🙏

↳fakesunayn Amen!

privbestfriend Didn't know Bali was cold

↳fakesunayn Bitch, there's a technology called "air conditioner". Plus, I wore something cute underneath😊🙏

notyukieee Looking hot, bestie😍

↳fakesunayn YUKIEE BESTIEE!! I MISSED YOU!!

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fakelnrintarou The only goddess I worship

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fakesunayn You've never been to heaven, have you?

↳fakelnrintarou Show around me pls🤲

thebettertwin @fakesunayn Ik you're having fun rn. But don't let your so-called husband know about msby new strategy.

↳fakesunayn Trust me, msby will always in my heart😘

↳fakelnrintarou 👁👄👁

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sunalnupdates Suna via Instagram Story!

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sunafan5 OH TO BE CALLED "MY WIFE" BY SUNA FUCKING RINTAROU

↳sunafan6 IKR, IM SO FUCKING JEALOUS OF HER😭😭😭

ynfan4 I don't think they could be more happier. I'm jealous but happy at the same time😭

sunarin.daily Bestie, let's get married and go to Bali!

↳sunalnupdates Ok, brb gotta pack my stuffs

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yourinstagram sunset, kuta, you.

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rintarousuna Another candid pic, I see...

↳yourinstagram 🤫🤫🤫

↳sunalntimes OMG PARENTS!!! PLS ADOPT ME😭❤️

bokutokoutaro MSBY Goes To Bali in 2023?

↳yourinstagram No need to ask, cuz the answer is YES!

antiyn1 Idk why he married you, your not that special lmao

↳yourinstagram *you're

↳rintarousuna Anyways, here's the recipe for brownies:

1/2 cup butter

2 eggs

1 cup sugar

1/3 cup cocoa powder

2 teaspoon vanilla extract

1/2 cup flour

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rintarousuna fallin' all in you

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yourinstagram <33

↳lnsweets I LOVE MY ONLINE PARENTS SO MUCH ❤️❤️❤️

↳itsunaln ADOPT ME!! I CAN BE THE PLANT

ynfan5 And if I only could, I'd make a deal with God and I'd get him to swap our places

↳rintarousuna pls don't❤️

sunafan7 I LOVE YOU TWO MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF

sunarin.daily THROWING MYSELF OFF A CLIFF BCS THIS IS TOO CUTE:))

sunafan8 Manifesting this for myself🤡

↳sunafan9 Let's manifest together bestie🙏

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x f!reader #haikyuu smau #haikyuu suna #suna rintarou #suna x reader #suna x female reader #suna x f!reader #suna smau

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garbbitch · 4 months

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i have a request!! maybe julien talking about her crush on reader (who is also a singer and maybe part of a band) but she’s like super duper femme, and people starts shipping them online maybe

do ur magic!! thank u (and pls pls pls)

this was such a creative ask. i love this.

i’m gonna do this as little moments from interviews n stuff where she’s talking about reader and her crush on her and as time goes on their relationship.

julien was scrolling instagram while lucy was playing music in the background of the tour bus when she heard a song by you playing in the background

"who sings this?" she asked lucy as she tapped her foot to the beat of the song. "(Y/N)" lucy said back not looking up from her own phone. julien googled you, she thought the song was catchy. she saw your picture pop up on google and blushed a little. she saw the first photo and tapped it, it was from your instagram. she scrolled through your curated feed seeing all of the outfits you wear on tour. lucy looked over at julien and saw a blush creeping across her cheeks. "what're you looking at?" she asked. "hmm?" julien peeled her eyes away from the screen, "i found (Y/N)'s insta. she's pretty. have we met her before?" she found herself scrolling through your feed. lucy smirked a little, "you got a crush jb?" she asked loud enough to catch pheobe's attention. pheobes head picked up from her phone. "ohmigosh who is it?" she said quickly walking over to julien to look over her shoulder. julien hid her screen from phoebe. "none of your business." she said with a twinge of sass in her voice. "it's (Y/N), we met her at that party that one time, remember." lucy said to pheobe. julien racked her brain for a time of meeting you. "when?" she turned her head to them. "aww look she's blushing." pheobe said to lucy ignoring her question. julien got frustrated and flipped them off before walking into a different area of the tour bus.

she doesn't mean to but she literally constantly talks about you now that she remembers who you are

like when boygenius did their first Zane Lowe interview when The Record came out she brought up her "crush" constantly

she also saw that you reposted The Record announcement on instagram and freaked out

"oh my gosh, did you guys see?" she said all giddy looking at her phone. "aww" pheobe and lucy said in unison when julien showed them the story post. julien flipped them off. "shut up." she said quietly as she found your tiktok page. she saw some tiktoks you had made recently talking about your tour while doing a get ready with me video.

a couple weeks later when julien was going on a tiktok detox (i get this vibe from her, she has her moments idk) lucy was scrolling and saw an edit of you and julien in the same video

she kept her mouth shut and only sent it to julien. "what is this?" she asked her as she tapped the link. "just watch it, i think you'll like it." she said as julien's eyes quite literally lit up when she saw that it was an edit of the both of you. she scrolled through the comments where everyone was saying that y'all would be cute together. she blushed and then she saw a comment by you on the post. [y/n]: OMG we should recreate this she felt her face heat up when she saw it.

after this she literally redownloaded tiktok and went down a rabbit hole of watching edits of you

she also loved the comments of people shipping the 2 of you

she felt like a sily fan-girl

pheobe and lucy didn't let her forget it either

they teased her constantly

one night after a show lucy talked her into sliding into your dm's

"she probably won't even see it, what's the point?" julien said to lucy as they walked onto the tour bus. "you'll stop loudly swooning." lucy said back. "i am not loudly swooning." julien tried to defend herself. "yes you are." she said back to her before climbing into her bunk to relax after the show. julien sat in her bunk thinking of whether or not she should dm you. she wrote and wrote several different messages and sent none of them. "what should i even say?" she said to lucy. lucy rolled over and groaned a little. "i dunno, use that charisma that makes you a foot taller." lucy said before adding "just be you." she said sincerely. she gave up on actually saying something and liked your story. she swiped up on it. [julienrbaker]: i love your style she turned off her phone and went to bed.

for the next couple of weeks y'all texted and she sent you tickets to the msg show.

she did send you an extra one just in case you had someone you'd rather bring with you

the week before the show you were featured on gayotic and talked about being invited to the msg show by one of the members of boygenius and twitter literally erupted

julien was getting sent screenshots from lucy and pheobe about this and they were laughing their asses off about it

julien was wildly embarassed by this fact

at the show she was already super nervous but everytime she saw you in the crowd when she was even more nervous.

she had someone find you during the set and invite you back stage

when you met her you ran up to her and hugged her. she was caught off gaurd but leaned into the hug.

"you look great!" julien said to you pulling back a little from the hug admiring the outfit you were wearing. "you don't look too bad yourself" you said to her. you both walked together for her to put some stuff away. "you wanna see your instagram melt down?" you asked her as you got an idea. she looked at you puzzled. "what do you mean?" she asked a little confused. "get someone to take a picture of us." you said back to her. she looked at you a little confused. "just do it, it'll be funny. people have been frothing at the mouth since i brought boygenius up on gayotic." you said to her. she got lucy to come over and take a couple pictures of you guys. as you guys took pictures you were hugging and laughing as you took pictures and you felt your stomach flutter with butterflies with the closeness of julien. you guys both paused in place like you both had the same thought and wanted the same thing but lucy just snapped a pic of you guys looking deeply into eachother's eyes. lucy giggled before handing you back your phone. "send me that last one." she said as she walked out.

you sent her that one and with in the second you sent it it was posted on her feed

of course she tagged you and julien

your phones began to melt in your hands and you and julien could only laugh.

i hope this is what you wanted. this was intruiging to me and i had a good idea, i'm not sure if i did it good.

#julien baker fluff #julien baker #boygenius

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anormalweirdo · 9 months

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Alright yall imagine this with me

Part two

You’re a YouTuber with a somewhat popular following of around 35k. Considering how close you are with the fans you have they are fully aware of your major crush on the popular guitarist Yuji Itdadori. Something about that pink haired man just had you in a chokehold real bad. The things you wanted to do to him just for him to not notice you at all was absolutely insane😫. On a serious note you decided to challenge your fans to see how willing they are to embarrass you on your social media. “Hey you guys I’ve noticed how close we are to 50k and I thank you all so much and I love you all. I’ve decided to create a little challenge for you guys to spice things up. If we can get to 50k by the end of the year I'll personally contact my favorite YouTuber, which y'all should know who that is by now and I'll try to see if he'll be willing to Collab with me." You continue on with your video and call it a night thinking nothing of it.

You wake up around 2pm and get ready for your day. Washing your face, brushing your teeth, fixing up your hair and all of that good stuff. You set your mind to ordering food rather than making anything, especially considering the fact that you have videos you need to edit. "Alright y/n let's get this shit started so we don't have to do anything later". You sit on he couch with your laptop in hand and quickly get to work. Around 15 minutes go by and you hear a knock at your door. "Ouuu that's my food!" You say while hopping out of your couch. You rush to the door and open it. You see a boy who looks no order than 18 who has your bag of food. You see the boys face go from completely uninterested to wide eyed with his jaw literally touching the floor. "You're Y/N! Like the YouTuber" he says excitedly. "Oh yea wassup" "I'm such a big fan! Can I have a picture?!" The excited boy said quickly. "I don't look the best right now but I'll let ya slide since you brought me food" you say. You take your picture with him and he gives you your food. You rush back to your couch to continue your editing while you eat your food

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You post your video and soon after begin your nighty routine and soon hope into your bed. You're scrolling through Instagram when you see him. Yuji Itadori. Something about him makes you melt into a big ass puddle of water. All of those tattoos covering his arms. Ouuu those arms, those big juicy arms. He's just all around sexy and many others can definitely agree. He's a big YouTuber with around 500k subscribers easy. You wonder how you could even get someone like him to notice you. You chose to ignore all those thoughts for now and go to sleep. You feel your eyes become heavy as you lay your head on your pillow and almost fall asleep immediately.

You wake up to a few notifications on your phone. A couple of likes on your new video and some tweets. You yawn and get up to do your morning routine. Once done you sit on bed you look at your phone. 'maybe my video will blow up if I post it on TikTok' you thought. Thinking nothing of it you decide to post some clips of your video to TikTok to see if you can at least reach your goal. Now don't get me wrong you knew there was a possibility your goal could have been met but trying to get the Yuji Itadori to Collab with you was gonna be hard as hell. Especially considering the fact he has over 500k subscribers. 500k!!!! You're not even at 100k, but you made a promise to your fans. You chose to ignore it for the night and went to bed.

Over the next few weeks your Tiktoks as well as your YouTube video have been blowing up like crazy. You already passed your goal of 50k completely, reaching around 100 thousand new subscribers. You kept your part of the deal and texted Itadori a few weeks ago but have yet to have a response by the pink haired man. "I don't know you guys I already contacted him on his social media and his email. Maybe he just don't wanna Collab or something" you say into the camera as you attempt to bake a cake for your channel. You wanted to celebrate hitting a milestone of 150k but there was one problem.....you couldn't cook for shit nor could you bake. But that didn't stop you're hussle to try...plus you're fans voted for you to do it. "Alright y'all I'm done with this damn mixing now I'm finna put this shit into the oven. Let's hope and pray I don't burn it" you say jokingly. You pause your camera and sit on a chair near your table when you heard a ding on your phone. Thinking nothing of it you open you phone and began to read the notification. Your eyes widen as you continue reading. "Dear Ms. Y/N, sorry if you're receiving this email unexpectedly. Sorry I'm just not responding to you're email you sent me. I wasn't aware of any emails being sent to me considering the can't my management team is responsible for all emails and calls I have. If you're still willing to Collab with me I'll be happy to make something work so we can make some videos together. After all you made a promise to you're fans lol. If you still want to Collab please respond to my email whenever but I might not respond quickly because of my schedule. I hope I wasn't too late with my response, if I wasn't please email me back or text me on my socials. Sincerely, Yuji~.

You stare at the email in shock and quickly begin to write an email back, telling him whenever you're free. Youre so in shock that you don't even think to take you're cake out or even check on it. That is until you hear your smoke detector go off. "Oh shit my cake" you say as you jump out of your chair.

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Hey you guys I was wondering if I should make this just a oneshot or if I should continue this and make it into a series. If I don't make it into a series it'll definitely be my first one. I was also wondering what should I make Itadori's channel about. Should it be cooking, sports, music or gaming. I have absolutely no clue about these topics so I'll just make a poll about both of them and the most votes wins.!

#jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x you #itadori x y/n #jjk itadori #yuji itadori #jjk x poc!reader #jjk fluff #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk yuuji #jjk yuji

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bangobeep · 3 months

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A Love Letter to Jazzpunk, by Ed

It's crazy how fast time can go by when you're enjoying yourself. It's been about three years since I first encountered this game, and I could not be happier with where it's brought me. I've learned so much and met so many wonderful people through it.

For a game that can be played in 2 hours and a half, it sure is complex; so full of jokes and content that can take literal hours to be taken apart. It's brought me closer to an appreciation of things like abstract art, the cyberpunk genre, analog tech, vintage clothing, suits, among a few others.

I remember my first interaction with the game. Funnily enough, it was not through Ranboo like what I usually tell. Back in the day, 2021, I was a mere high school student who, to cope with the horrors of the pandemic, used to be into the DSMP. Woo. Yeah. No shame in admittance. Well, only a little bit.

There was this one cosplayer I used to follow on TikTok (if I recall correctly, their name is Fern [they/them]); mainly because of their c!Foolish cosplay. I was drawn to them and their energy and the way they portrayed characters! So, naturally, I followed them and interacted with their videos every now and then.

On the 23rd of June of 2021, I found myself doom-scrolling on the app (as one does), and I came across one of their videos, though this one was not from any media I knew or was used to watching from them.

The song spy? by WHOKILLEDXIX started playing, and there he was. Glasses and (makeshift) orange tie. Business card. Coat. A little unhinged, yet classy. The Editor.

I feel as if I was so drawn to him because of what I wanted to do after high school. I wanted to study literature in college to become an editor myself! I wanted to correct people's texts, be annoying about it and get paid for it! And would you look at that, the name of the guy is quite literally The Editor. LOL.

As the days went by, I found myself going back to the video, waiting for them to upload more, to feed into my curiosity. I loved the video I saw so much I saved it to my gallery the exact same day I saw it.

Then came the second one, with actual footage from the game. "Quick, look behind you." The Director says, and the camera cuts to the ground, and Fern's shoes. I heard their voices for the first time. "Improvise, I know you'll do well by me." He says again, and I grow ever so drawn to it. Five videos are more than enough. And while I don't look it up just yet, it's in my head.

Until the 25th of July 2021! Like I said, I used to be into the DSMP, though by then, the fixation was fading, and I found myself in that limbo where nothing quite caught my attention. On that day, Ranboo tweeted something about a Jazzpunk stream, and it instantly caught my attention. I was quick to put down anything I was doing to find out what it really was.

And though I was not particularly interested in them, or their streams anymore, I was hooked! I was not the kind to stay for an entire stream, yet there I was. Two hours and thirty something minutes of being beamed in the brain with pure madness.

And then it was over. And I found myself gripping every single piece of fanart I could find with my bare hands, screaming because there had got to be more, right? There had to be more.

And there was! That's when Tumblr became my main form of internet presence. First was Instagram, then came Twitter, and well, would you look at that, I made it here.

I started drawing. I must admit, my first few drawings were atrocious, but looking back on them now, I feel proud. People say that when you fixate on something, your art develops as you go, and they're right!

A year and a half are all my prior account lasted. By the same name. I made a stupid joke to my boyfriend, sending one (1) spam message in their ask box and it was gone! And so, bangobeep 2.0 came to fruition. But that's not the point.

Back when I first got into the game, the need for connection was strong. I found myself craving the partnership; the long, late-night talks about little details of the game, the roleplaying, the scenario thinking, and so the Jazzpunk server came to life on the 13th of August 2021. Named Jazzpunk Moment. I sent a DM to the people I saw most often in the tag back then: Pangolin-404 and Vendotlover, both of which I admired very much!

I remember looking at their art and reading their fanfics and thinking to myself: 'Wow, what I'd give to be able to talk to the cool kids!' And well, I did! I talked to both, and they both agreed to give me their discord, after which they (and a few others with time) joined the server.

Some time after that, I befriended them personally through our mutual love for the game and similar interests, as well as through general chitter chatter about me being hyperactive when on caffeine, 404/Caligula telling me about Sammy Lawrence from Bendy and the Ink Machine, and Ven telling me of xeir OC whose name came from Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss. I’m happy to say nowadays I still talk to both Caligula and Ven very often. In fact! I consider Cali one of my best friends, and I am kinda gay dating Ven. So, you know. Fun things bring fun people together. :)

Then came around people like Jazz Jazzanon, Zippy Zippycup, Jazzhands, Noah, Wither, and a couple others that, while I won’t mention, made this experience something wonderful for me.

I can’t quite find the words to express this something so dear to me. Jazzpunk, as short as it is, changed my life in ways I could’ve never imagined. I’ve started researching things I thought I’d never be into, started books I loved, got into music I had never listened to before, and it all helped build me as a person these three years. It’s brought me unimaginable amounts of comfort and joy, and I don’t think I’ll ever find something else that will make me feel this whole.

I could go on and on about how I have projected so many little aspects of my life onto my interpretation of it. About how the way I interpret Polyblank is highly influenced by those I love. About how the paintings in The Editor’s house fit him and his personality, but those are topics for another day.

The world out there is wacky and crazy, and Jazzpunk does a great job at feeding into the fact it can be strange, it can be difficult, and it can be fun.

So, to 10 years of community, 10 years of happiness, 10 years of a game that will stay with me forever, and many more to come!

Thank you, Jazzpunk.

#jazzpunk #jappy jazzpunk janniversary :^)

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moonystoes · 4 days

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Hey guys I want to talk to you about something that may not be that serious but it still bothered me and I'm pretty sure it will annoy some of the mascs (this is a big rant about elisa I'm sorry lol)

This all started when i found this fanpage (ireignx) on Instagram. She posted a screenshot of Elisa from the new DAZN video. Elisa was smiling and looking straight at the camera and she made a caption saying, 'why does Elisa look so different in this video compared to her matches'. Now I do understand that Elisa does sometimes look different, that's because the camera is right at her face. It's not a video from a 'football angle', elisa isn't focused or aggressive in these videos, and this is how Elisa is when she's relaxed. So I didn't think much of what she said.

But then she posted a video of elisa dancing in her story (if you've seen the dazn video, it's when she got a point and celebrated) and then made a caption saying 'ew I just got an ick'. I get that people like different things and sometimes get icked out at certain things, but for this? Really? After I saw this I just knew why she got the 'ick'. And that's because elisa danced like a girl. I don't care if I sound reaching because NOTHING was weird about that video. It's not like that one video where she was dancing like a drunk dad to no music (iykyk 😭😭😭 it still haunts me).

She also made a comment saying 'now we know why elisa is single'... lmfaooo I'll talk about this in a different paragraph. My point here is that mascs are still girls, they act like girls, they love like girls, the laugh like girls, they ARE girls. Don't look at masc women and expect them to behave like something they aren't. They just like to dress 'manly'. I bet this bitch closed her eyes when she saw Elisa wearing a bikini lolll.

This was one of the main issues when it came to Elisa. When you look at edits of her on tiktok, so many comments were straight women feeling confused and questioning themselves. Like 'omg I like men but she's so hot' or 'wait why am i feeling this why I'm straight'. To all the straight women that are attracted to Elisa and are questioning themselves, please don't feel guilty for your attraction. It's okay. Like I don't even know what my sexuality is and all my life I thought I was straight except the Kristen Stewart phase I had when I was 14 😭 and a ruby rose one when I was 11. I just hope you know that she is a girl no matter how much you try to make her look 'masculine' in your head. She's not some 'alpha male aggressive' guy you're thinking she is, even when her playing style is quite aggressive.

I think what finalized everything is when she posted this:

... yeah, exactly what I expected.

Okay...now about the whole 'elisa is single situation'. THIS BITCH IS SOO RUDE. ugh the way I was texting her and the way she was responding was actually making me fight my fight or flight tendencies.

Basically when she posted the 'now we know why elisa is single', I was confused because like...she literally said she's not what are yall on about 💀💀. So I decided to respond to that message by saying. (This is the screenshots of the convo btw)

"You must be new here" 👆🤓🤓🤓 you annoying dumb ass bitch 😭

"Oh dear" ✋️😮‍💨 LMFAOO BRO WHATTT

"Elisa out here liking big ass big tatty half naked girls"... and then she sends a reel from Nourhene....one of the biggest French infleunecers and YouTubers that has been on the public for YEARS. If you can't remember nourhene, this is her:

(The one on the left)

She was literally invited by PSG to meet the women players, and elisa gifted her a free ticket to the champions league match, they're literally friends 😭. And also... that reel she sent had no tits or ass in it LMFAO, like what are we talking about, girl was acting like its some porn blog or something. And even if elisa liked a naked porn video, that doesn't make elisa single, it just makes her a shitty girlfriend loll.

Also btw... do you really think elisa would have to LIE just to not kiss a fan?? She literally could've just said 'no sorry' but you really think she felt so bad about offending her to the point where she decides to lie about dating someone?? Babe no offense but your feelings are not that important and I don't think she would care that much about rejecting you. Also, Elisa is getting fangirls obsessing over her left and right nowadays, do you think she'd lie like that knowing the fangirls are gonna go fucking crazy and lose it? (Shh... I did too😔)

I honestly don't even know what else to add other than just... please idk use your brain or something? Like I'm so sorry this has been bothering me for two days ngl and I really needed to rant it out.

#elisa de almeida #nel's thoughts #rants #sorry #wlw

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captorsicallfriends · 11 months

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From what I have seen it was the triggered liberal woke warriors who even put a "nazi" adjective next to that salute. I've literally seen Jewish creators talk about this on tiktok and say it is not a nazi salute. My friend who is Jewish has said the same.

You can't say it doesn't matter that it wasn't done with right arm straight up extended and lifted (which IS the nazi salute).

That's in the same fucking zone as people being Niger (the country) is problematic bcs thats v similar to n-word. Or when someone on tiktok said montenegro was a bad country name bcs of the "negro" portion of the name.

Like connect two dots and accept that context matters. I am not even defending Matty Healy anymore, I am defending common sense (specifically with regard to the whole nazi salute and antisemitism accusations).

i would like to preface this by saying that my first reaction to seeing this ask was full-on laughter because i had made a post yesterday criticising people for saying 'context matters' when talking about acts of bigotry. so thanks for that anon.

since you love the idea of context so much, let's talk about it!

*trigger warning for mentions of antisemitism and nazism, read under your own discretion*

in the same week as holocaust remembrance day, matty healy is performing his song 'love it if we made it' in which there is a lyric that says 'Thank you Kanye, very cool' (recall that kanye west is infamously someone who holds nazi ideologies). now at this exact line referencing a famous neo-nazi, matty marches on the spot, puts his left arm at his head, and extends it all the way out. now you can come at me and say "diya, it's the wrong arm and the salute doesn't start at the head, he was doing a military salute". two things:

military salutes do not stretch the arm out all the way like the nazi salute does, and it's not held for an extended amount of time like the nazi salute.

let's go back to the mantra you're chanting at me: context matters. it's a lyric about kanye west, someone famously antisemitic. now this is the first time he's done the salute to this lyric, so it's not a fucking act or whatever. and it's most definitely NOT mocking kanye or as satire. this is an action that represents severe danger for jewish people and is BANNED in germany for what it represents.

ok but let's say you still don't agree with me that matty did the nazi salute and that my accusations of him being antisemitic are outlandish. that's fine, he's done quite a bit of other antisemitic stuff we can go off of!

let's take the time where matty posted on his instagram story a screenshot of a link to a wikipedia page entitled 'lists of jews'

now if you don't know what this means, it's a reference to the fact that nazis used extensive records and lists to keep track of jewish people and to hunt them down during the holocaust. this was posted in the same month matty allegedly did the nazi salute, a time when antisemitism around the world was on the rise. unfortunately, that's not it. take a look at an excerpt of a video i saw on a jewish creator's tiktok criticising matty healy:

notice how a joke about jewish people prefaces a song about death? and he seemed to point that out as clearly as he could. now maybe that wasn't his intention but the timing of it is very off and out of touch.

(also i recommend you go check out danielle if you can, they have extensive videos on matty healy's antisemitism and how harmful it is)

what i hate most about your ask is how you're comparing this situation to stupid internet discourse. it is anything but that. many jewish people have been hurt over his actions and even if you still can't believe matty is an antisemite, he has done heaps of other shit to other marginalised communities that is not worth excusing.

#diya answers #anon #tw antisemitism #matty healy #i'm not going to entertain any debate on this after this btw #if any asks about matty healy in this nature come into my inbox after this i'm deleting them idc #so don't waste your energy #sorry if that offends you but idc block me ffs

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hashtag-girlblogger · 2 months

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how to live like it's 2014 again

If you're anything like me, you're nostalgic for everything. I am constantly wishing to be somewhere else or in some time else. I'm nostalgic for the 60's (I was born in 2001), nostalgic for the early 2000's (pop is just not the same), and most of all–I am nostalgic for 2012 to 2016. I think it is widely agreed that these years, especially on Tumblr, were the last best years many of us have ever had. I was a baby, still in middle school and just 15 years old in 2016. But wow, what a time to be alive. Music, movies, TV, pop culture, fashion, the internet–the world was a better place.

I have been toying with the idea of exiting mainstream society (as best I can) for sometime now. I've been thinking, "Is it possible to live in another era while stuck in the constantly evolving 2024?" Can I abandon social norms or things of "the time" and just live like it's 2014 again?

I've thought about what this would mean, what it would look like. Only listening to Halsey, Calvin Harris and Marina. Splurging at Victoria's Secret and wearing the iconic Tease perfume at all times. What's TikTok? You don't use Valencia on your Instagram posts? I'm obsessed with WeHeartIt. Look at my new Penny board!

Alternatively, I could take the Arctic Monkeys, soft grunge, American Apparel and Marlboro cigarettes route. All black, watching AHS Coven and wondering if I have secret witchy powers too.

I think where all these feelings come from is that the current state of the world is just not feeling so good (to put it nicely). The world is accelerating at a speed I do not want to keep up with. Social media and technology are great but it has literally become this crushing weight. "Just delete social media then." Yeah fair. I guess I just feel so disconnected from my life. From my real life. Like I spend so much of my time venturing into other worlds I've made up in my head. Like 2014 Tumblr. It's not here anymore, it's gone, but I live there. A part of me is still there.

I'm like 12 or 13 years old. Was still a competitive cheerleader, which I regrettably quit when I got to high school. I spent everyday after school with my friends, making video stars or doing gymnastics in the field. We would walk around our neighbourhood, talking about god knows what and enjoying every minute of it. I looked at the future and it could be anything. I could be anyone and do anything I wanted. I feel like that's what I really want. Maybe I miss the music and clothes and vibes of that era buy what I'm really craving is how purely simple and free I felt, how connected I felt to my own life.

Now I'm 22, soon to be 23. Graduating college soon, heading into my big girl job, big girl career. Totally terrified and also excited. But I spend my time alone, so much time alone. My social battery is always empty, I rarely catch up with friends. When I do, we always have to be doing something. Dinner, drinks, movies, parties, dancing, classes. It's never, just come over let's hangout. And I get it, we're young adults, we are supposed to be doing stuff, we are meant to be out and about living our best lives. I guess I just want it to feel different. I want it to feel like it used to.

Okay sooooo.

This is how to live like it's 2014.

Talk to your friends, often and without any agenda. Create the ultimate playlist, this one's pretty good:

Binge CW shows and trashy reality TV. Totally freak out when someone says you look like Violet from AHS (this actually happened to me at work the other day and I couldn't stop smiling). Say screw the trends and wear some skinny jeans and those Alexander McQueen ankle boots, Alexa Chung approved. Get off your phone and be alive now. It's 2014, you don't have a worry in the world.

#2014 #2014 tumblr #Spotify #thatblog

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r0und3bitch · 2 years

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Twin Flames ❤️‍🔥 Blurb: Our Lord and Savior (Taylor’s Version)

MASTERLIST

Y/N’s Notes App

Synopsis: Rafe finally discovers what you’ve known for quite some time now — in Taylor Swift, we trust.

Warnings: Pure fluff and self indulgence. I wrote this one for me.

Notes: this video is crucial. Also reminder “I’d Do Anything To Make You Smile” is a Jack Harlow song. Full notes are actually at the end this time! Enjoy loves

Y/N 🦋: if you come over after work I’ll make pasta and we can open that bottle of wine we stole from Topper’s 😇 Y/N 🦋: and I can play you the new Jack Harlow album - OBVIOUSLY 😈

Boy Wonder 🍤: “I’d Do Anything To Make You Smile” 🫠

Y/N 🦋: cheater! You already listened to it without me?!

Boy Wonder 🍤: like you haven’t already played it a thousand times today…

Y/N 🦋: 🤐

Boy Wonder 🍤: I only listened to a few songs, the ones that stuck out

Y/N 🦋: that one’s already one of my favorites 😈

Boy Wonder 🍤: same Boy Wonder 🍤: made me think of someone…

Y/N 🦋: 🥺

It’s just an emoji but the image planted in his brain of you making that beyond cute, pouty face at him doesn't leave his mind throughout the rest of his work day.

And it’s exactly how he finds you hours later as he walks into your kitchen, stirring something over the stove, slightly swaying back and forth to the music you have on. He takes notice of the wine bottle on the counter - the extremely expensive one you both drunkenly managed to steal from Topper's family’s wine cellar at the party he threw last weekend. He chuckles at the memory, gaining your attention as you turn towards him, meeting him with that pouty, needy smile he’d been dying to see on you all day.

You’re so happy to see him you could honestly burst.

“Shit, I didn’t even hear you come in!” You say loud enough over the music.

“It smells amazing in here…” he beams, already reaching his arms around you.

“Thank you.” You smile sweetly up at him before setting the large spoon back down on the counter.

Rafe looks down at the multiple pots and pans on the stove, chucking slightly as realization dawns on him.

“You made Gigi Hadid’s pasta recipe didn’t you?” He giggles into your ear, pulling you further into his arms.

“No way, you noticed?!”

Of course he noticed. It’d been everywhere on Tiktok and Instagram. Not to mention, Wheezie - the future influencer of the Cameron Family, hadn’t shut up about it lately.

Rafe’s mouth was honestly watering while looking down at your creation, the smile breaking out on his face was inevitable at this point, taking note of your good mood and breezy nature about you in this exact moment. It’s one of those rare times he sees you just relax. You’re not running around like a chicken with your head cut off between meetings, screaming arguing back and forth with Sid about god knows what, you’re not literally losing your mind trying to manage all of that - including your obligations back in Miami.

Seeing you like this, so free and happy and full of light touches Rafe deeply, making him pause.

This is how she should always look. This is how it should always be for her. She deserves to always feel like this.

“Seems like you’ve had a day, baby.”

“My dad didn’t need me at the office today so I got high and made fresh pasta too…”

You’re grinning from ear to ear now as you turn to look up at him fondly. He notices small patches of what must be flour on your leggings, proof of your handiwork and he’s beyond elated that you didn’t change for him, didn’t put on some fancy outfit before he came over, loving nothing more than getting the realest, most raw version of you.

“It looks perfect.” And you grin even further at his compliment. “Maybe we can make some together next time.”

He presses a soft kiss to your cheek.

The image of Rafe covered in flour makes you giggle before your mind wanders to how good he must be at kneading dough considering he has huge hands - your brain instantly going haywire at the mental image alone when he speaks up.

“Now, what do you say we bust open this bottle that we worked our asses off for—” (you pipe up, “and nearly shattered in my driveway!”) “—and your fine ass puts on that Jack Harlow album I know you’ve literally been dying to play for me all day, sweet girl.”

A final, meant to be loud giggle from you seals the deal as Rafe looks up at you, cute as fucking ever, but slightly confused at your best words.

“Okay, shrimp…”

You’re on the second full run through of the album, the bottle of wine just about polished off between the two of you as you spread out on the massive couch in the living room, bellies full of pasta and laugher as Rafe clutches his sides, abs almost sore from his bodies reaction to your story.

“Listen! I don’t even remember doing it!”

Rafe can barely get words out, choking down his own giggles rising again.

“Fucking, shrimp…”

“I just remember waking up the next morning after that party…barely alive and hanging on by a thread…”

Rafe’s almost cackling at this point of your story.

“No, I’m serious! I slept in my contacts and could barely open my left eye. I had a full on predator eye going! It was rough. Anyways! I wake up, finally find my phone buried deep in Sarah’s bed only to look down at your contact name, seeing that fucking emoji there and thinking — welp… I guess he’s shrimp now!”

The way you deliver it has Rafe nearly spewing wine out of his mouth, literal tears beginning to form in his eyes, both of you on the verge of hysterics again at the story of how the emoji in his contact name in your phone came to be.

“Literally, don’t even remember changing it! I don’t even know where it came from!”

But Rafe does and it makes him double down harder as his never ending reel of memories of you from that drunken night come flooding back.

“Because Kelce and Sarah wouldn’t stop quoting that fuckin’ scene from Forest Gump—”

Your hand clamps over your mouth harshly at his words, as if that would stifle any of the near snorting laughs coming out of you, quite honestly on the verge of peeing your pants as you lose it with laughter again.

“Then I had to listen to your beautiful, drunk ass literally beg for coconut shrimp the next three hours!”

You reach over and cup his face with your hand, face going momentarily serious and you try to keep an even keel to deliver your next words as you stroke his cheek affectionately.

“Awww, shrimp…”

Silence only hangs in the air for about half a second as you both full on lose it, Rafe nearly rolling over onto the floor with how hard he’s laughing.

It’s at that moment Noah slips into the room, looking quite dapper himself as he grins at the sight of you both so clearly at ease with each other.

“Having fun, kids?”

You and Rafe whip your heads in his direction, grins not even slightly dampening as you both do a once over on him.

Noah’s sometimes floppy hair is pushed back over his face, accenting his ‘only visible in the summer’ freckles that glitter his glowing face. The top two buttons of his shirt are undone, showing the chain and tattoos poking out beneath the brilliant shade of gold and black fabric. One of his most expensive watches adorns his left wrist as he looks down at the time.

“Shit, look at you!”

Rafe cat whistles loudly.

“Ya got a hot date?”

Noah just sends both of you that trademark grin, lips sealed knowingly as to not give any of his secrets.

“No, I’m actually thinking of heading to the beach and going swimming.”

You forget sometimes that he’s your twin and can play the smart ass game just as good, if not better than you, at times.

“Wow, someone’s feisty. Tryin’ to keep the girl a secret? OH!” You squeal loudly. “That’s a song in the album too! Have you listened yet?!”

“Listen man!” Rafe pipes up “If you’re taking Emma out, I get it. I’d probably lie too…” he laughs and scratches his nose as you slap him in the arm, earning brownie points from you for equally giving Noah a hard time.

Noah signs loudly. His sister was one thing. But Rafe…maybe you both needed to be knocked down a peg. Or two. (affectionately).

“God, I just love the two of you together. Honesly, just a fuckin joy!”

His sarcasm is relentless.

“You’re really not gonna tell us who you’re wearing your favorite cologne for?”

You can smell it from where you’re sitting as Noah just rolls his eyes, your persistent questioning beginning to irritate him in a way only a sister can.

“Not a chance!”

“It probably is Emma…” you whisper to Rafe, full on earning Noah’s annoyance as he sparks an idea in his head, knowing just how to push your buttons.

“Andddddddd on that note, I’m out! Enjoy your evening lovebirds…”

He pauses briefly before turning to you fully, delivering the kill.

“Oh — and call Jordan back before I fucking smack you, Y/N!”

You almost drop the wine glass in your hands.

“Excuse me?!”

Your high pitched response is proof enough of your defeat for Noah.

“Ya! You heard me! He called me again to check in on you. I’m not getting into the middle of it but this is getting kind of ridiculous, you know that right? Are you mad at him or something?”

Noah’s fully aware and knows that saying this in front of Rafe would ruffle your feathers, his game plan exactly.

“What?! No—” but you’re already sputtering an attempt at a response to his words.

“Then call him back! It’s not fucking rocket science, Y/N.”

He shoots you both that frustrating, almost downright cruel grin, muttering a “later” in your direction before turning on his heel and heading out the back door to the garage.

You’re too stunned to react once Noah’s out of the room, taking into account the huge shift in energy in the room as his departure. Are you sure you were laughing just moments ago?

It seems impossible that you could’ve been feeling light as a feather only minutes ago in Rafe’s presence as nothing but guilt threatens to consume you. As it threatens to knock the wind out of you.

Jordan called Noah again.

As if his never ending thread of unread texts hadn’t already permanently been tormenting you, along with Whitney’s persistent questioning on the rare occasions she could even get you on the phone these days.

Rafe’s still on the couch next to you, letting you process a moment or two, gauging your reaction.

You take one look at his face and already know what he’s going to ask, bracing yourself.

“You don’t want to talk him?” He asks cautiously.

“It’s not that…”

He feels you tense up slightly, panicking only for a second before he settles. Rafe takes a deep breath before gently continuing.

“You never really talk about him. Or any of them, really. Whitney, Kendall…”

He’d been privileged enough to earn just a small amount of conversation with Whitney (the girl LOVED to talk), outside of hearing your call with her on your second day in the Outer Banks. Kendall’s name popped up from you here and there - along with some others, yet literally not a single peep about Jordan.

“It’s uh…” he heard you shakily release a breath. “It’s just hard.”

You’re looking around the room briefly before casting your eyes downward at your hands. Anywhere but Rafe’s all too knowing eyes as you shift back farther into the couch, farther away from him.

You may have only moved an inch, but mentally he feels you pulling back miles as his mind goes into overdrive, reaching out to take your hands in his.

“Baby — Hey, please don’t pull away from me, it’s just me.”

His words sound like honey as they come out of his mouth; wrapping around you like a warm hug, making you momentarily forget what’s happening.

He lifts your hand to his face and lays soft kisses to the inside of your wrist. He’s being so gentle and sweet that it actually makes you want to puke but you can’t help but fall for him even deeper at the action.

He’s trying so hard. Trying so hard to break through to you that you can’t help but give in, knowing his efforts have been worth it.

“I didn’t really want to leave any of them.” you’re looking down at where his fingers are still gently grasping your wrist. “And when I had to…”

You choke slightly and Rafe notices, eyes furrowing downward with concern, immediately wanting to embrace you. He compromises by squeezing your wrist encouragingly, giving you the space and time to get whatever it was you had to say out.

“Sometimes it just makes it harder, ya know?” When you look at him, eyes brimming with tears, his heart actually breaks a little bit because your face says it all.

The next part comes flooding out of your mouth of its own accord.

“I didn’t want to leave any of them. And when I had to, it felt like —like m-my whole life was torn apart. It felt like I had part of my identity —part of my soul taken from me by having to be away from the only people in my life that ever cared about me.”

You take a shaky breath before letting the rest out, your voice strained.

“Miami was so isolating, it just became easy. It became…” you trail off unsure of how to put words to the feelings you’re having.

If Rafe’s heart was breaking before, it’s full on crushed now under the impact of your words. He’d known if had been hard for you — you always kept this part of your life so guarded and part of him was now fully understanding why. It was to protect yourself. It was your defense mechanism.

“I don’t want to push them away” your voice is barely above a whisper now. “It just—”

The tears are full on ready to brim over now but Rafe won’t allow them to make a home on your beautiful face that was minutes ago laughing at his shitty Game of Thrones jokes.

“Hey, Y/N” He reaches down under your chin to tilt your eyes back to his.

“I get it. I know, baby.”

“I don’t think they do, though…”

Rafe contemplates a minute, his words tenderly melting you.

“I can’t really blame them for missing you, Y/N.”

You look up at him curiously, hanging on tightly for his next words.

“I can’t imagine my world without you in it.”

It happens again. Everything stops. The paradigm shifts and alters the weavings of your universe. Time stands still and it’s just the two of you staring at each other, eyes swarming deeply into the others. You’re absolutely positive the rest of the world has melted away and it’s only you and him left, completely and utterly okay with that actually.

“And if they’re feeling any ounce of what I’d be feeling at that thought…” Rafe shakes his head, his own panic bubbling within him at the thought as he chokes his own terrifying, haunting, insecurities down.

“They probably hate me…”

Rafe breaks out of his own subconscious of insecurities as yours come tumbling out of your mouth. He wants to shake every single one of them out of your head, to prove you wrong at all costs. He wants to turn to you and say “not a single person in this world could hate you” yet chokes as he thinks of your father, of Zach… of the laundry list of names who’ve failed you. Of the laundry list of names of people who are inevitably next in line to do the same—, to chew you up and spit you back out, Rafe all but refuses to sign his name to that blank space.

“They could never and will never hate you, Y/N.”

His arms reach around your waist and pull you fully into his lap now, his hands brushing up under the bare skin of your tank top making you shiver in his grasp. Your goosebumps are soon soothed by his warm body against yours, your back pressed against his chest as he places kiss after kiss on your cheek, hearing that glorious giggle as a sign of victory.

“They love you…” He whispers slowly into your ear, sending chills down your spine.

Just like I do…

He dips his head further down, his lips planting themself to your shoulder briefly before turning to your neck, resting them against your flesh as he whispers.

“You just have to let them, yeah?”

And then his final words that travel through every cell in your body before making a home in your heart.

“You deserve to be loved, Y/N.”

His words stay hanging in the air for a moment or two, letting them sink in fully, the gravity of which is enough to pull all the breath out of your lungs.

Only if that means by you too.

You’re grappling with your own thoughts —thoughts that no one in the world's love matters if you don’t have Rafe’s— as his arms squeeze around you, kisses literally attacking the flesh around your neck, fingers pinching playfully into your sides as you shriek in his arms.

That giddy, unrelenting feeling of being loved by Rafe Cameron swells through your body until it’s bursting through you in the form of wild laughs and high pitched giggles as Rafe’s equally goofy grinned face shines down on you pressed back against him.

You turn to face him now, eyes zoning in on the spot you desire the most —his lips, before meeting his eyes fleetingly.

“Okay, shrimp…” giggling for the thousandth time that evening as you both take into account the Jack Harlow album still playing in the background.

“Do you think the DJ will let me change the playlist? There’s this song I found for this really hot girl that I want to play for her…”

“Hmm…I think the DJ might allow it. The album is almost over anyway.”

“Here…” you slowly break out of Rafe’s arms to reach for your phone on the coffee table. After opening the app, you hand it to him as you slowly stand.

“The ‘hot girl’ is gonna grab more wine, you cool with that?”

“Who said I was talking about you, baby?” Rafe bites his lip, your eyes rolling at him but shooting him a wide mouth grin nonetheless.

Rafe’s still chuckling to himself as you walk out of the room, his fingers already scrolling up on the app to the search bar, eager to find the song he'd heard earlier in the day on the way to meet his client for lunch.

His fingers freeze though when a certain playlist catches his eye. Or rather the name of the playlist. The same contact name you’d given him in your phone…

His fingers hover over the words “Boy Wonder” for only the slightest of seconds before he presses an ardent finger to the screen, mind full on blowing apart into little pieces at what he finds.

He feels his heart race quicken rapidly, needing to psychically stand from the couch to mentally process what was happening as he runs a shaky hand through his hair.

Absent-mindedly, partly in pure bewilderment, he presses play to a song at random before him.

You’d only been gone a moment or two. Long enough to reach far, far back into your fathers wine cellar to pull out a bottle that could contend with the one you’d stolen from Toppers but wouldn’t have your dad threatening to cut off your inheritance if he so happened to find out you took it.

You’re proud of your selection, ready to show it off to Rafe. You’re beyond giddy, the effects of the first bottle still in very real effect even after your very sobering conversation. The first thing you notice the moment you step back into the living room was that Rafe had undoubtedly held true to his promise; the song had changed.

What you hadn’t, in any world or universe, even remotely expected to hear, was this Taylor Swift song playing — only to be met with Rafe’s frozen, towering stance as he clutched your phone in the middle of the living room.

The wine bottle almost falls out of your grasp when it slowly starts to piece together. Your phone in his hands…the song playing…the fucking playlist.

Embarrassment truly doesn’t even begin to touch the surface of the emotions taking over every inch of your body. Rafe’s unreadable face looks up at you as you both stand frozen with what feels like millions of miles between the two of you.

The muscles around his mouth twitch, and the act alone cuts the distance between you tenfold, immediately pulling you into his orbit.

It’s one of those rare moments in your life where you’re truly at a loss for words, trying to find the right ones to say that doesn’t make you sound like a psychotic, love struck, teenage girl.

Fuck me, this is not happening right now!

“What, uh…” unbeknownst to you, Rafe’s feeling equally giddy and love struck as he tries to process everything.

“Oh, that’s…”

His muscles are twitching again and you can see the dimples forming in his cheeks, brightening yours what must be a crimson shade of red.

“…is this…Uh…” his fingers feel shaky as he grips your phone. “Is this for me?” He asks eagerly.

Please say yes. Please say yes. Please say yes.

I mean you suppose it’s his? You’d made it for him certainly, although had literally no intention of him ever knowing it fucking existed!

You truly feel like you’re about to faint but Rafe’s warm aura encircling the space between you two seems to magically keep you from full on panicking before him, still unable to move a muscle as you just watch one of your most embarrassing moments ever unfold before you.

“Sort of…”

You meet his eyes again, lost in those ocean blue orbs that seem to read you like a magazine.

“They’re uh…” Rafe’s heart is swooning so incredibly hard for you, not used to the beyond endearing embarrassment adorning your features, feeling like he’s seeing a brand new side of you for the first time. He briefly wonders what other marvelous versions of you he’d yet to discover. Willing to spend forever seeking them out…

“They’re songs that remind me of you…” you finally say, trying to unclench your jaw as you release a deep breath to try and calm yourself down.

“Taylor Swift songs that remind you of me?” He questions softly, in total awe.

You truly have never wanted to crawl deeper into a hole and never come out.

Internally, permanently, forever cringing at his words.

HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?!

“Yeah. So, I’m just going to crawl into a hole and—”

“No, no, no!” It’s Rafes turn to panic now, words coming out jumbled together, unwilling to let you feel even an ounce of embarrassment at something that is making him feel like he’s falling for you all over again. “It’s—”

His genuine smile, the one that only Rafe can seem to break through to you with, is the only explanation as to why your lips start moving as words somehow magically leave your mouth.

“I started making it right when I came to the Outer Banks…”

The thought alone of you spending the past few months casually adding songs to this playlist whenever you’d hear one that particularly reminded you of him —mind floating back to all of the memories the two of you had shared this summer— is a powerful enough feeling to nearly bring him to his knees.

What in god's name made him lucky enough to have you? To deserve you? Why him?

His mind touches a box of compartmentalized memories —his hands, hands that’ve roamed dozens of girls bodies in the Outer Banks —of those same hands coming down harshly over their ass, meeting their ears with the most degrading of words —of literal slaps to the face as images of random faces cry as he tries to slip out of their bedrooms undetected…

Rafe wasn’t sure what the hell he had done in his life to positively deserve to feel the way you made him feel. Hell, he still wasn’t entirely sure he did in fact deserve it, deserve you. It didn’t make sense at how so sweet and sincere of a gesture could be playing at his heartstrings before him…

How are you real, Y/N? How did I do this before you?

“It’s uh…”

HOLY SHIT - his brain will NOT compute. Is he short circuiting?! Fuckin say something idiot! WORDS!

“Will you play one — well another one—” taking account of the song already playing. “Will you put on another song for me?

His eagerness slowly, subconsciously, melts away at the anxiety building within you.

“You want to hear another one?”

“Yeah —actually I uh…I do.” He’s glancing back down at your phone in his hand again, his thumb slowly moving down the screen. “I’m not sure if I know any of these songs though”

He knows that's not true even as he says it.

You laugh, confirming you know the truth behind that, further proving his point. Rafe has been hanging around you day in and day out for the better part of summer — there’s no doubt he knows quite a few songs on the playlist better than he thinks…

“Okay…” you oblige softly, already reaching for your phone back. “I can pick one.”

“Or, uh…..” his heart starts beating erratically as the thought pops into his head, his turn to be embarrassed.

You see his face falter for a moment, cheeks turning red as he fidgets.

Is he nervous? Why is he embarrassed?! You’re the psycho fucking girl who made a playlist of Taylor Swift songs that remind you of this beautiful man standing in front of you —only for said beautiful man to find THE FUCKING PLAYLIST— OH MY GOD— THE FUCKING TITLE OF THE PLAYLIST—You’re pretty sure you’re fully going into cardiac arrest now. Please God, if you’re out there, just come and strike me down, RIGHT NOW, at this moment.

You’re waiting for the heavens above you to open and a lightning bolt to blast through the sky, blissfully ready for its strike. You’re saved from fate's seal though, realization dawning that this might actually be your worst nightmare as Rafe finally speaks again. (Thank God…)

“You could…” Rafe feels his hands get tingly, shaking the one at his side jerkily as the other tries to hold your phone steady. Briefly, you see his eyes glance towards the corner of the room where your guitars rest. “Um… would you, shit— will you play one of them for me?”

It takes two whole seconds for your brain to go where his has already landed, freezing when you reach the same destination.

Only Rafe.

Was this sweet, too perfect for your cruel world, brilliant boy really asking you to play one of these songs out loud for him?

Rafe’s gaze on you only intensifies as it turns to panic when you don’t say anything, feeling like an idiot for even saying something, wanting to shove the words back.

“Y/N/N, you don’t have to— its—”

He doesn’t realize you’ve had your mind made up the second the words left his lips.

“No!” You nearly yell, your voice entirely too squeaky for your liking as you try to clear your throat. “No, I…. I will. I want to. I just have never really played so… intimately (you cringe—WHY is that first word that comes to mind) in front of another person before…”

The next words fall out of both of your mouths simultaneously.

“But if I did, I’d want it to be for you—”

“I don’t want to ever make you do something you’re not comfortable with—”

Rafe hears your words loud and clear, like you do his. They wash over him with more purpose, that stupid fucking grin breaking out over his face at record speed.

Thank god indeed because all that he’s really thinking is please please please god I beg you of you, baby girl—please let me hear these words that you so strongly associated with me; already doing his best to make a mental note of some of these song titles so he can go home and pick them apart with a fine tooth comb. Who the hell is he? Studying Taylor Swift lyrics to feed his growing ego that you actually feel for him. He barely recognizes himself anymore yet feels the most comfortable he’s ever felt. He’s thrown hard out of his thoughts when he reads the next song title that his thumb just hovered over, heart literally doing actual somersaults as his mind goes fuzzy when he finally registers the words “King Of My Heart.”

“I’m always comfortable when I’m with you…Plus…”

Rafe doesn’t move an inch as you step forward, slowly closing the gap between you two until you’re only an inch or two away from him.

“I’d do anything to make you smile…”

Your words make the breath catch in his throat, his eyes only getting a glimpse of the wink you throw at him before pressing your lips to his as he sighs deeply, feeling that sweet release now that he feels you against him.

Your touch is much too short as your lips pull back, a trade off he’s more than willing to take knowing what was coming next.

With a final squeeze of his hand, the next few moments bleed together so quickly, they certainly don’t seem real.

Rafe’s surprised to see you pick up the electric guitar as opposed to the acoustic, quickly plugging a few things in before sitting down on the floor cross legged before him.

His mind wanders back to the beginning of summer, that fateful day when he’d come home from work to hear the not so faint sounds of you and his sisters singing what he’d only assumed at the time was a Taylor Swift song. The emotions he remembers from eavesdropping outside of Sarah’s bedroom door, (pretty creepily, he might add) that day flood back to him, shivers actually rising on his flesh when he thinks back to your voice.

There’s only a foot or two of space between the two of you. With the guitar still resting in your lap, you lean forward, Rafe’s arms already reaching up to support you as you speak into the side of his face, pressing a stray kiss or two to his cheek in between words.

“Remember that day we were driving and you first brought up the shopping thing and I told you that you were kind of a dream come true?”

Rafe shakes his head knowingly as he feels your lips press closer to his jawline.

“I added this song that night…”

Wildest Dreams do in fact come true as Rafe Cameron watches all of his come to life before him the second you open your mouth, music and sound filling the air as he clings to your every word, unsure if he’ll ever be worthy of this feeling.

He said, “Let’s get out of this town Drive out of the city, away from the crowds” I thought heaven can’t help me now Nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me down

He’s so tall and handsome as hell He’s so bad but he does it so well I can see the end as it begins My one condition is

Say you’ll remember me standing in a nice dress Staring at the sunset, babe Red lips and rosy cheeks Say you’ll see me again Even if it’s just in your wildest dreams

I said, “No one has to know what we do” His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room And his voice is a familiar sound Nothing lasts forever but this is getting good now

He’s so tall and handsome as hell He’s so bad but he does it so well And when we’ve had our very last kiss My last request it is

You’ll see me in hindsight Tangled up with you all night Burnin’ it down Someday when you leave me I bet these memories Follow you around You’ll see me in hindsight Tangled up with you all night Burnin’ it down Someday when you leave me I bet these memories Follow you around...

The second Rafe gets into his truck after leaving your house later that evening, Taylor Alison Swift (as you formally corrected him an hour or so ago) is blasting through his speakers, having already had the song queued the moment he was walking out the door.

His mind can’t move past the moments you just shared and the walls you crashed down to do so. Matching the song he knew he had to play first, he feels like a King.

When he pulls into the driveway of Tanneyhill, he just shifts the truck into park, making no move of turning it off as he sits contently while rummaging through all of the songs he can remember on his phone.

He can’t remember a single time in his life he’s felt this giddy.

That dissipates quickly when that one song title appears on the screen again, almost tormenting him.

It was the last song on your playlist. And while that shouldn’t have been cause for alarm, it literally throws Rafe into another galaxy as he stares down at it.

He can’t deny the horrific feeling rising up in him, threatening to take over and manipulate every positive thought and memory of the last few hours.

He shouldn’t feel this uneasy at a god damn song title. Yet here he sits, hands trembling as he reads the words over and over again, burning them into his brain.

What could they mean? Why would she add this song to the playlist?

And then the horrifying last thought: Why did this make her think of me?

He can’t live with the scenarios playing out in his head, catering to every insecurity he’s ever had in regard to you, feeling as though you’re already slipping away from him even though his lips were literally pressed tightly to yours —hands kneading into your flesh— not even twenty minutes ago.

Not ready for the answers this song will give him, (or perhaps just not ready to face them) Rafe refuses to hit play, instead trying with everything in his soul to forget it, to push it away — knowing damn well that’s not an option.

He knows, in his soul, deep down this never before played song he all but refuses to come to terms with is going to slowly eat him alive.

Notes: This entire thing was SO self indulgent! The idea was that Y/N was adding the lyrics to the notes app in her phone each time she was adding a new song to the playlist. (and the reader was following along live time as I made the posts, my brain is truly psychotic, i know) The video shared is exactly how Y/N sings Wildest Dreams to Rafe. This was truly very fun to make come to life. ✨

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emeraldbabygirl · 1 year

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I saw a few comments on one of e’last’s relay tiktoks where people thought Romin was an a.i and cause they couldn’t believe he was real and at first I thought it was funny ya’know I was half laughing half crying cause why would you even ask that but now it’s unsettling. The fact the we’re at the point that sometimes we as humans can’t tell when a person is a real human or an a.i that is realistic. It scares the hell outta me. It’s like that stupid a.i movie that I want to burn the vhs tape to cause I fucking hate it so much.

There’s even been a few video games I’ve seen people online play where the characters look human but it’s just like advanced cgi. It’s creepy to me. I want to be able to tell the difference between a human and and robot ya’know? Like I feel like with all these new advances in technology people should be making flying cars like we all hoped for in the 50’s not like robots that look human and act and talk human it’s creepy. Not to be dramatic but there’s all kinds of books and media where robots out smart humans and take over. I don’t want some creepy a.i to clone me, kill me and pretend to be me. When I look at someone I want to be able to confidently say “that’s a living breathing real human” not “oh shit wtf it that a human or not?” I don’t want to question if something is real of fake.

And recently in kpop and like other things like that Instagram person like a.is are idk if people actually want this stuff or if they think it would be cool to see it blow up but I hate it. I was completely against the whole idea of Aespa being real members and a.i member, and like tbh to me Aespa is just four members. I mean the a.i version’s of themselves that don’t even look like them have appeared like once or twice? But like superkind I legit though all the members were real and it took me like their entire debut mv to realize that one member is an a.i and that creeps me out that they made an a.i look so real that I assumed it was. There’s also Apoki that’s literally an a.i rabbit thing and now there’s this mave group where no one is real and just the other day I saw a video formatted to look like someone reacting to the pandora mv BUT IT WAS A FUCKING A.I so what are companies making a.I’d to specifically react to other a.is or making a.i trainees it’s fucking creepy and I hate it. But some people are eating that shit up they actually like it which is fine but good luck fighting for your life when your a.i boyfriend tries to murder you. Even with that Megan movie it’s a robot child that’s supposed to have human features but it’s like a killing machine fucking hell not a.i 2.0 I just don’t understand why people want to make people that aren’t people. It quite literally gives me the heebie jeebies.

And it seems like some people are so used to idols not being human that they are starting to question other idols. Like is the kpop industry going to shift towards more a.i idols? Are we going to irl that episode of Arthur? They even had that Apoki rabbit do a relay and go on it’s live with two rabbit dancers? Like what the actual honest genuine fuck?

ALSO I KNOW ABOUT GORILLAZ OK BEFORE ANYONE SAYS ANYTHING but they’re like clearly not a.is and neither is Hatsune Miku and like even tho both have had like weird hologram concerts how are these idols, like superkind and Aespa and mave supposed to have like concerts and fansigns if they made the a.is “attend” like pretty sure Aespa and superkind are just running around and doing stuff without the a.is. Like what are they going to do if someone..ugh idek how are companies going to have groups or whatever with all or including a.is and what about like Aespa and superkind how do they feel about it. Bro if I was going to debut and the fuckig company said “here’s your fellow member” and a fucking a.i hologram popped up I’d high tail it outta there no thank you. Like superkind they literally have just a place holder. I don’t understand why this is becoming a thing unless they just want the industry to eventually become all robots so it’s like no contact which I guess it good in some ways as a.i’s don’t have feelings and can’t get hurt or stalked by whack fans but I was hoping that I would be dead before I saw any of this shit happening.

Like I cannot explain how creepy and unsettling it is to see and hear about things from the past coming true like robots and like the entirety of The Simpson’s predictioning crazy shit that comes true later on or like Orsen Wells some of the stuff in those books that are coming true because then that’s not just someone with a wild imagination that’s someone that is so whack that they predict the future no matter how fucked up but call it fiction. Does anybody else find any of this just straight up unsettling? Like I’d rather see a ghost in my room then a fucking a.i that looks like a human. I’m so creeped out just thinking about this shit ugh and I can’t stop thinking about how it’s getting harder to tell what’s real and what’s fake whether it’s a robot or a photoshopped picture because technology is advancing and it makes me want to shrivel up like a raisin and die.

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dayedreamm · 1 year

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Do better.

Letitia wright X curvy!black!reader, actress!reader

Summary: although you planned for a relaxing evening it soon became ruined due to some drama on the internet.

There are 2 parts to this since I cant upload it all in one post

pt 2 is here

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It was early in the morning. The morning sun rose through the windows of your penthouse as you lay once again in an empty bed. Letitia had been away for a while doing interviews, partying, and other social things, don't get me wrong, I was proud of her; just missed her a lot. You slumped up from your bed and went to the bathroom, where you took a fresh shower. You originally had no plans for today and planned to spend today with your adorable little puppy and your T.V. binge-watching shows. Once you were done with your refreshing shower, you decided to put on a face mask and make a nutritious breakfast. But before you can even make it to the kitchen, you are welcomed to the overcrowding texts from your agent and 3 missed calls. You immediately call her back, worried ‘has something gone wrong with my career’ you thought. Your thoughts were silenced as she picked up the phone, and what she said next shocked you. “Y/N, my darling, how are you today” but before you can even respond, she interrupts you, “listen, I know this was your relaxing day…. But have you seen the news,” she says, almost out of breath. “Umm, weird question,” you respond, completely confused, and turn on your living room T.V. to channel 8. “Uhh, you've been texting me and spamming my phone because a dog went missing…. Girl as much as I love wildlife, you did not need to give me a heart attack as if I just lost my whole career” you were calming yourself down as she began to talk again.

“GIRL- oh mah lord, not the literal news... Like look on TikTok, Instagram, or Twitter, then look up your name,” she says “ok..you open Twitter and look up your name as the screen loads “listen, Diana, if you're talking about the drama between me and zendaya I already told you that shit aint real i made a video addressing the whole thing with her. Just stupid reporters making up lies and-” but just when you were about to finish your sentence, your phone tweets and links to video, all captioned with similar things, “STAR LETITIA WRIGHT CHEATS ON ACTRESS/MODEL Y/N” then pops up a video of someone commenting on this news you click on the video and just the first few minutes could bring tears to any lovers eyes. “Oh, lord, and john, did you see that video with letitia wright and kehlani, dude, that was wild, and doesn't she have a girlfriend, too.” “yea, the actress and model Y/N L/N, those two were so cute together and were said to be inseparable…. Trouble in paradise, I presume, bro” “yea im thinking that too” the two interviewees comment. You pause the video. You could bear to watch any more of it… tears flood your vision as you zone out into space, and forgetting that your agent is still on the phone “umm Y/N you still their girl” your agent says worried for you. But your thoughts seem to block you out ‘ has tish really cheated on you’ i mean, when was the last time you really even talked to her that weren't just short convos.’ it was then that your mind raced back to the guys in the video, wait a video….what video were they talking about. “Umm, Diana”

She immediately responds, “oh yes, darling, how are you doing shall I come over in case you need a close friend” as she tries to help with the conversation. But i immediately wipe my tears and act strong no matter how hurt I am “ the video i watched mentioned a video… do you know what they are talking about” you say sternly, almost not showing any emotion. You didnt want anyone's sympathy right now. You wanted to find out the truth.

Diana sighs before responding to my question “sadly yes I am aware of the video they may be talking about” she says feeling sad for you. “ send me the video, “ you say in a demanding tone “Y/N I must say the video im going to send to you may be a misunderstanding perhaps we should get the whole truth before you even view it-” your agent says in an attempt to keep you calm. Your agent had been nothing but the best to you and knows what you are comfortable with so she knows what to book or to sign you up for… it may have also caused her to shield things you might not want to hear. Although she has good intentions, this is one thing you can not overlook. “ listen i know your trying to protect me but i can handle this just send the video to me, please” you say trying to keep your cool you weren't mad at her just mad at your so-called fiance who recently proposed to you about 3 months ago you just hadn’t released this information to the public yet. “Ok sending it over now love” she says in a sad tone. Within seconds the video appears in your notifications and you play it with a little hesitation.

hey guys sorry i have been gone for a while just but heres some

letitia x reader for yall

Dayedreamm outtie 💖💖

#letitia wright #letitia x reader #fluff #angst

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So, I just watched withcindy's video about this whole scandal between BookTok and the Seattle Kraken team and... I have some things to say about all this.

Before we start I want to mention that I'll be touching upon topics such as catcalling, sexism towards men, and grown women not willing to take accountability for their actions. If you find any of these topics upsetting, I would advise you against reading this and hope you have a nice rest of your day.

We'll be talking about Kierra Lewis, a known BookTok member, also known as the woman who keeps on "humorously simping" over the members of the Seattle Kraken team.

She makes this videos with pictures of them in the background while saying things like "Why don't you assist your teammates in scoring all three of my holes?", "What's a sister gotta do to have you crack this back?" or "When you're done playing your little game go spit out that mouthpiece 'cause I got something else to put in your mouth".

Kierra also catcalls them on videos where they're warming up, saying things like "Best believe, after seeing them stretches, I'm going to every hockey practice, every game, early as hell", or "When I saw it [the video] for the first time, me and the kitty was drooling at the same time".

Far from thinking this woman was disgusting and calling her out for sexually harassing their players, the team decided to go along with it and began posting more and more videos of the players so she, and all the other women she had inspired to do such atrocious things, could keep on going. Actually, they even rewarded Kierra inviting her to one of their games and gifting her a personalised jersey.

As I just said, many other women took her as an example and began catcalling the players. Some even took it further and went into their DMs.

It was then when Felicia, one of the team's players' wife, decided to come out and defend her husband stating that "There has been videos and comments made that have crossed the line and sound pretty predatory and exploiting [···] I don't care about the comments about my husband's looks, what doesn't sit with me is when your desires come with sexual harrasment, innapropiate comments and the fact that with the internet we can normalize behavior that would never be okay if we flipped the genders around".

Kierra proceeded to "defend herself" by saying that everything she had done was for entertainment purposes, that it was a TikTok thing and, thus, it shouldn't be taken seriously. Besides, she had gotten the support from other women in these player's lives!

Now again, let's do what Felicia said and flip the genders around. Imagine this is a grown ass man excusing himself from catcalling all these female athletes simply because he "did it for the funsies". And besides, men in their lives were okay with his comments so it's a-okay for him to do whatever he wants!

It isn't funny at all, is it? People would instantly cancel him and every single person who dared support this asshole. But since it's a woman with men, well...

Why don't we just go and harass the victim's wife, shall we?

"You're trying to turn something innocent into something awful because of what's going on in your marriage"

"Imagine being so insecure in your relationship that you have to go on Instagram because YOU went public about how hot your man is, other people agreed, and you didn't like it"

These are some of the comments directed towards Felicia. As you can see, they're accusing her of being insecure about her relationship which... huh? Babe, she's just defending her partner from people who are literally sexually harassing him and his teammates. I think that's actually pretty... decent of her? Pretty human? But eh, not like you would know about ethics, am I right?

There's something that Cindy said about this that I would like to quote. She says "Maybe other people are feeling insecure about being called out for sexual harassment and, instead of being embarrased, they're projecting that onto the woman who called their shit out". YOU 👏 ARE 👏 A 👏 QUEEN 👏 BABE.

There're also other users calling her out saying that Felicia wants to be Y/N so badly, but she can't. And this is where the main problem lays: they don't see Alex (Felicia's husband) as a human being, but as the face of their preferred male protagonists in their Wattpad Y/N stories.

(Besides, Y/N always ends up being the girlfriend/wife of the hockey player. Felicia is, in fact, Alex's wife. So who are the ones who want to be Y/N so badly, but they can't?).

Eventually, the team ended up unfollowing Kierra and deleting the videos after shit got wild. The fact that they waited for so long, though... Honestly, shame on them. Whoever decided it was a good idea to support this woman's wrongdoings, you are disgusting and hope this weights in your concience.

Felicia then releases yet another statement where she mentions that "I wanted my post to be taken for what it was: a request for accountability, respect, boundaries and for people to educate themselves on sexual harrasment, consent and double stardards. It was never my intention [to directly attack Kierra]. [My problem is with] the toxic culture, the problematic following and harassing behavior. We get sent this video [where Alex is stretching] and others on a weekly, if not on a daily basis. Every game I've been to and talked to fans I get in my head about not knowing if these are genuine hockey fans or the people who comment that they masturb#te with his jersey on"

She also mentions this author who's been writing a spicy book with Alex as her inspiration like WTF? This woman was also the one who shared the video I mentioned before, and even had the guts to tag him on it. What a lovely human, isn't she?

The harassment levels were so bad Alex had to come out to defend Felicia stating that "I'm all in for BookTok to write books and fiction about hockey, but the aggresive language about real life players is too much [···] We can all take a joke and funny comments, but when it turns personal and into something bigger that affects our family, we need to tell you we have had enough".

I can only imagine the pain these two people (along with their child/ren) must have been going through just because a bunch of grown ass women cannot accept the fact they're in the wrong thinking that since, and only since, Alex's team is a masculine one, any sort of sexual harassment towards them gets invalidaded.

And that is my main complain with all this shit; double standards and the team players being treated as objects simply because these women have had only considered them as the face of their preferred love interest in whichever Y/N or OC story they've reading or writing.

It's okay if you thirst over fictional characters and whatnot, but it's different when the object of your desires is a real life person. You should then have in mind that they're a breathing human being who has a life, friends, family and even partners. And even if they don't, they'll always have the right to deny consent or to give it and then revoke it whenever they feel like it. And so do the people who surround them.

You have no right to call out Felicia because she was okay with people calling her husband handsome and she now complains about yall's disgusting behavior. Just get down of your high horses and take the fucking accountability y'all been needing for a long ass time.

TL;DR: Have empathy and don't be a perverted fuck. Period.

#booktok #rant #tw harassment #tw sexism #long post #don't you dare comment until you read the entire thing

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