#so has babe lincoln

[cloudshapedpatch]

okay poll for my halloween costume this year, the goal is to look cute and also be the funniest bitch at the party:

french kiss (beret and KISS face paint)

chicken strip (a feathered stripper complete with chicken feet)

shrimp on the barbie (barbie doll with a shrimp hat)

babe lincoln (lingerie and top hat with beard)

#halloween costume #the shrimp on the barbie has me rolling #been laughing for twenty minutes #so has babe lincoln #my other alternative is a corythosaurus #that one's not sexy i just like dinosaurs #cori rambles

[ferrstappen]

max the wag: is taylor swift coming?l MV1 imagine

a/n: alpine garage…. SAD but ????!!!!???????

summary: rumors surround the Alpine garage and you need Max to be an even greater boyfriend and find out.

“Max, babe, have you read this rumor?” You asked your boyfriend while resting on the sand, his hand resting on your lower back as his chest faced the sun hitting South Beach.

You were constantly checking his sunscreen, though, and were aware of sneaky phones capturing the moments.

“Which rumor?” Your boyfriend didn’t bother to even open his eyes, covered by his shades and Red Bull hat.

“Taylor Swift is coming to the Grand Prix!” Your torso rose a bit, making Max’s hans move a bit lower, making him more interested in that. “Max! Taylor Swift!” He rolled his eyes and made a noise of complaint.

“I really hope it’s not true, the Miami paddock is a nightmare already, imagine if her fans try to get inside? Insanity,” Your boyfriend said in all seriousness. “Plus, why would she go to the Grand Prix? Why the sudden interest?”

“Her boyfriend has like Alpine shares or something,” you informed him and Max let out a cruel sound, something between a chuckle and snort.

“She’s going to be at the Alpine garage? I wouldn’t show up to be honest,” Max said with complete honesty.

“Babe, you have to find out if it’s true!”

“Schatje, if she isn’t coming to Red Bull there’s not much I can’t do,” he said adjusting his sunglasses and his hand on your back, trying to grasp your skin.

“Don’t lie, Max!”

“There’s like four people left in Alpine, I wouldn’t know who to talk to,”

“There’s Pierre and Esteban,” you said to him but he gave you a stare that spoke a thousand words. “Okay, you can ask Charles to ask Pierre if it’s real?”

You could see the wheels turning inside Max’s head, but it took removing his cap and running your nails on his scalp, his neck instantly relaxing as people started leaving the kind of secluded beach it was only when he reached a relaxed state when he mumbled an “okay”.

“Can we go to the Sephora at Lincoln Road now?”

Max chuckles with his eyes closed: “so people can take photos of me carrying the little basket for you?”

You giggled and hugged his naked torso, nodding with your head hidden on his neck while his hand was running all the way from your shoulders to the start of your bikini string, carefully leaving a peck on your shoulder and mumbling a quiet let’s go before starting to gather your things.

#max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fluff #max verstappen blurb #max verstappen x you #max verstappen fic #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen fanfic #max the wag #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 fic

[theunstuffedpepper]

Man oh man, this baby is the opposite of Linc.

Side note: I’ve become tired of using tumblr nicknames and I think I might just switch to using the kids’ actual names. I feel like when people use the first initial, I personally have a hard time keeping track of who is whom - that’s a me problem. Sooo, I’m just gonna start using their names? Feels weird, but I dunno what I’m protecting against by using nicknames, really, either.

So. Pep, my first babe and current 2.5 year old best buddy, is Holden. Those of you who know me off-tumblr know that. Our second sweet angel is Lincoln.

Now that that’s cleared up.. I’ve been having contractions on and off for over a week now - since last Wednesday - and yesterday B and I finally went down to the hospital. It’s an hour drive, so the stress level was high. Has been high for the past week. My MIL just finally moved into our second home here in town on Sunday, so thankfully we now have a close-by childcare solution in place. We got to the hospital, contractions were at 3 minutes apart, 3cm dilated, and everybody was thinking we would be meeting our third baby boy soon.

Aaaaaand then… the contractions slowed down. Six hours later after bouncing on the ball and doing all the things, I was still at 3cm. They sent us home. So disappointed. I was not dealing well.

Thank goodness I had therapy this morning. I was able to talk some things out, and with the help of my therapist, reframe and get some perspective. I’m doing better today. Aside from the fact that I stepped outside after therapy and immediately got stung by a bee. Universe, I won’t take that one personally, but really. Come on sis.

My parents are coming up tonight; MIL has an obligation Friday-Saturday, so they’re gonna relieve her. I have an ultrasound scheduled for tomorrow morning, so B and I will both go for that. Then I have an induction scheduled for Saturday morning.

I’ve got mixed feelings about being induced, but I know inevitably my body will be more “ready” to be induced this time around than when I was induced with Holden. That gives me some relief. It’s good to have a light at the end of the tunnel. For today, it’s just resting, spending time with my best boy, and keeping myself mentally & emotionally balanced. I’m gonna try a guided meditation later on - my therapist has been recommending them. Can’t hurt, right?

All the good vibes welcome & appreciated. Xx

#momblr #pregblr #induction #labor #39w1d #08032023

[a-spacecadet]

~My thoughts on JFK’s character assassination from S2~ 

Okay finally writing this all out!

(Sorry, these are all the negative things I have to say, my positive impressions will have to be another post) 

First off, I really love jfk, in both seasons. Are they the same guy? Not really. One person on here on Tumblr made the comment that s2 jfk is the jfk in the mirror. Headcanon accepted! XD

So, why is he out of character in the 2nd season? First off, he’s a genuinely nice guy, which is waaaaayyy different than how he acted in s1, even at the end. He definitely had some growth and development in s1, but even in the last ep he was still punching other dudes, had 5 different girls as his prom dates, and made jokes of his rival Abe (although at this point it was a bit justified, but anyways…) All in all, he’s not a bad person per-se, but he’s definitely still a 16-year-old teenager. 

So in s2, after what is only ONE NIGHT OF SLEEP for him, his personality has a huge change. He doesn’t bully other boys (like Confucius, a social-media obsessed teen with a weird sense of fashion), he’s loyal and loving to ONE girlfriend (never had the first show really established that he loved Joan in that way), he’s no longer antagonistic, and is rather quieter and less crude. (I say less crude because although he still makes sex jokes, other students are shown that they DO find them funny and his jokes tend to not be misogynist like they were in s1). 

I actually like that jfk has changed and become a better person, I think that’s great, he’s maturing! But when? When does this happen? When he slept overnight in the meat locker? Nothing indicates that he would have a reason to change. (Some argue his love for Joan, but again, this seemingly came out of the blue).  Speaking of his love for Joan, I’ve seen some great fanfics add context to s1 in how he really was in love with her, but the show itself really doesn’t indicate this at all. 

*Side tangent to expound on this!* Did he have crush on John Darc (really Joan)? Yeah, but really for no other reason than his boyish instinct (or Kennedy sense as he calls it lol) detected a hot girl!! He liked John Darc because he’s attracted to hot women, not Joan specifically. Also, he doesn’t seem to follow up his crush with her after the episode because I really don’t think he was interested in her other than the fact that she’s a pretty lady. Of course, I think this comes back full circle when we get to the finale, when Joan believes she has to dress up like a slut in order to be considered pretty… which is why jfk says he likes her when she’s just being herself. Because he knows she’s been “a knock-out Betty” this whole time, unlike that “chowder-head Lincoln.” However, not being dense like good ol’ Abe to realize Joan is stunning as she is… doesn’t quite equal the “love of his life.” OF COURSE he likes her, because she’s a babe! But her being a babe doesn’t indicate that he’d suddenly have a massive character change to be dedicated and loyal to her!! *Side tangent over*

Specific changes that I noticed that were off: 

“I like boobies and butts! Any shape or uh, size.” No, no he doesn’t. Why would his opinion from s1 (“You know my policy, no fatties!”) Suddenly change? Ofc I’m glad he’s no longer fat-phobic, but why?

“Your fourth string kicker won’t let you down!” What? What happened to being captain of the football team? “El capitan of the futbol team?” Winning the track meets? Being overall a competent athlete? 

“I let all my male friendships fade away!” Okay, this one is tricky. JFK really did lose Ponce, and he did in fact end up losing Gandhi even if he wasn’t aware of it. HOWEVER, s1 suggested he was one of the popular kids at school, you’re telling me he had no other friends? Like, not even Julius Cesar who was very often seen with him? Also, s2 does not even mention Ponce (unfortunately) which may have been used as a very good excuse for jfk to be so upset. (Right now, JFK’s tears in s2 ep 2 from missing Ponce only exist in headcanon).

“I’m afraid Joan is the love of my life and I’m not good enough for her!” See my side tangent, but also, why is he suddenly so insecure? One of his traits in s1 was his confident swag.

“Woah, I’ve never had anyone turn me down before…but that’s okay!” I mean, not usually, if he wasn’t asking FREAKING JOAN. The same Joan that was known for kicking, hitting, smacking, and punching him for every little advance he made towards her. He should know better at this point? Even if he did successfully sleep with her, I can’t imagine he’d really be that surprised she told him no, or as she said in the show “let me think about it.” 

His crying. He cries SO much in s2. But didn’t he cry in s1 as well? I can hear you asking. Yes, but he cried specifically in ep 10 because HIS BEST FRIEND TRAGICALLY AND SUDDENLY DIED.  Also, the reason the “Litter” ep is so funny is because up until that point we’ve never seen jfk so upset and distraught before, he’s genuinely weeping and mourning and we’ve NEVER seen this side of him, nor will we again. But in s2, he cries about everything! He’s literally the depressed loser crying in the freaking bathroom cause he “has no friends”! I guess I wouldn’t have minded as much if it didn’t literally make him look like a crybaby. Even in s1 he cried a bit at the notion of losing Cleo, but he wasn’t known for that. 

“Your lips are like a fine chalice of…uuuuhhh, wEt sTUfF!!” Heatstroke jfk was pretty funny, but it also highlighted another change. He’s freaking STUPID in s2. I’m not saying he was particularly “smart” in s1, but he definitely wasn’t the dumb “hurr durr” kinda idiot he is in s2. The one time I think jfk came across as actually dumb in s1 is when he thought Ponce was a genie, but tbh that was more sad than him being just plain dumb. Other things like talking to his reflection or his weird accent were more like quirks, not indicating that’s he stupid. He aced his PXJT test for crying out loud! (“Did you see me on that test Cleo? I smoked it! I can’t wait to see my time.”)

Wanting to be like his clone father. Back to his accent, I genuinely believe he is trying to do an impression (albeit bad) of the real JFK, he’s not talking like that because he has an actual speech impediment. Also, being faithful to Joan also doesn’t work on another sense because he thinks the real JFK was “a macho womanizing stud who conquered the moon!” and I think clone jfk was trying to live up to his legacy by being a womanizer, something not seen at all in s2.

“Woah a little spaceship! I’m gonna go chase it!” Another thing that bothered me is that he really does act like a golden retriever in s2. He’s been reduced to nothing more than a cute puppy dog, a plot device for Joan, a wholesome himbo who’s dumb but well-meaning, and overall BORING.

The only thing on his mind is sex. Like, really? Literally everything that comes out of his mouth in s2 has something to do with sex, much to Joan’s annoyance and part of the reason she broke up with him. S2 tries to make it seem that jfk is very shallow and has no hobbies or interests, but that is NOT TRUE! He loves sports, watching (“But you usually watch SportsCenter up in your room baby” - Wally) and playing them, he cares about his appearance and knows a bit about fashion (hey, his efforts to help Gandhi resulted in the dude becoming instantly popular), he records his own music! HE SINGS AND HAS HIS OWN STUDIO! He likes cool cars and drag racing! He likes throwing parties!! There’s more to his character than just sex!! 

Okay, that’s most of it. 

Of course, I will also mention the obvious (that others have already pointed out) he went from genuinely hilarious to slightly obnoxious and annoying.

TLDR: he’s turned from a macho womanizing stud, a confident chad, a jerk with soft side, a man of swag and style, to…an insecure crybaby, a boring “nice guy” who’s also a huge idiot.

To end, I still love JFK, even in s2. I appreciate the cute moments he has, and ignoring lack of time for character development I like that he’s trying to be a better person and that’s he’s matured. I could talk about all the things I did like about him in s2, but that will have to wait another day haha. 

#long post #I finally got this off my chest ahh!! #clone high #clone high season 2 #clone high s2 #clone high jfk #clone jfk #jfk #ch jfk #jfk clone high #roxi's rambles

[southern-skies]

Rating all of Dream’s historical looks in The Sandman

Because I’m bored, sleep deprived and now suddenly hyper caffeinated in an airport at 4am. So it’s unlikely to be coherent.

Mostly about his hair (but also his outfits).

I’m a sandman simp so even the lowest of scores are still kinda high 😉

1389:

I just-

Dream, babe… wHY

I don’t think the transition in the show helped

Just focussed on his face while the hair and everything else changed around him

But

It’s not great

I mean he’s still Tom Sturridge and he’s still got a (very high) baseline hotness

But we’re quite close to that baseline rn I’m sorry hon

He looks like Noel fielding I can’t unsee it

Also his long sleeves cut diagonally are just hilarious to me

-5/10

1489:

He looks like a goth dad

Like softcore goth single dad coming to pick their son up from school

Could be kinda wholesome if he tried

Definite bisexual vibes

(Esp w that lil smile to Hob, that just confirms it)

Looks like he has a purse

And the only thing in that purse is eye liner

And a my chemical romance cd

Shirt sleeves permanently rolled up

His forearms are his one (1) flirting technique

Other than that he’s hopeless

Elegant Noel fielding now

Is that… is he wearing a cardigan???

9.5/10

1589:

90% hair gel 10% leather daddy

Fully up to the neck

Good lil catholic boy protecting his modesty

Like he was heavily into bdsm previously then found god but didn’t wanna give up his entire wardrobe

Ok maybe he still does it (I’ve ready your fics I know what he’s like)

He looks like a twink version of andrew lincoln here don’t @ me

Also he’s never looked more angry than in this

Hair is ok but looks like he wanted to experiment with short hair but said fuck that and immediately went the other direction

Now thinking of leather clad Christian borle slutty bi shakespeare in something rotten

He would’ve absolutely tried to fuck the lord of dreams (and probably succeeded)

Dear lord

5/10

1689:

MAJOR INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE VIBES

Esp with the throne like chair he’s in

Ngl actually really like it

Bet his hair is really soft…

And just his face looks so soft in this too

His genuine compassion for Hob surprising even him

I feel like red lipstick would enhance the look

FUCK

And I’m sure he has begrudgingly let Desire style the long hair

Grumbling the entire time

But a week later he’s following all their hair care tips to the letter

13/10

1789:

THAT. LIL. BOW.

Definitely one of Desire’s ideas

They probably gave him a whole colourful array of choices for hair accessories

But then was pissed off when all he chose was a black satin bow

“Brother, darling, really? Of course, I love your aesthetic… but really?”

He looks like Dick Turpin.

He’s an emo pirate.

YARR HARR

He could shiver my timbers

I don’t know why I love this look so much

He just looks so put together

And gay

Slutty gay

50/10

1889:

Hair is a bit basic again (sorry my boy please forgive me I love you)

(I guess it’s cuz I know the beauty of what is coming next…)

So it doesn’t hit the same

But I certainly love his baby steps into the world of short hair

I’m a whore for a suit so I’m here for that

Also just general respect to morpheus changing his look with the times (and as human culture changes) instead of staying stuck with his original look since the dawn of time

Flexible king *wink wonk*

Can picture him sat in a leather armchair by a fire sipping on red wine and reading a book (or brooding after his breakup)

7/10

NOW:

My god

I just-

FUCK

SO HOT

Honestly in love with this man

THE HAIR. SO FLUFFY.

And the soft black clothes underneath that fucking trench coat.

Goddamn I want that trench coat.

Like fuck all of dream’s tools, I’m coming for the coat.

And Dream himself…

I don’t know if it’s just the fact this is his main look and it’s the one I’ve been staring at for hours

But I do love this look so much

So otherworldly

Transcends time and space

The comfort of it whilst also being his uniform

Like it can be super intimidating

But he’s also able to relax when he sits down with Hob

He looks so happy omg I’m gonna cry

A modern emo goth (with the occasional feeling)

Fuck me…

Please

100/10

Feel free to tell me I’m wrong in the replies, I frequently am ;)

P.S. Tom Sturridge i love you king and you’re beautiful no matter how you look xx

#the sandman #sandman netflix #i love him #the sandman netflix #the sandman tv #sandman tv #dream #dream of the endless #morpheus #lord morpheus #the sound of her wings #tom sturridge #ratings #outfits #outfits ranking

[toxicanonymity]

hi babe!

love your fics so damn much, lincoln is probably the one that has me in a chokehold the most!!

i was wondering do you have any other great fic recs where the reader is kinda innocent/is a virgin? 🫣

there are so many, I know if I were to try to make a list I'd leave some great ones off 😫 first few that happen to come to mind... only angel by @jksprincess10, feelings on fire by @joelscruff, look at me a little more by @inkedells, and i can be your pretty girl by @walkintotheriveranddisappear. if you haven't read my other ones, there's a virgin section on my master list 😅 where you'll find: "just the tip," "night talks," "fires, aches, thoughts and needs," "patrol, virgin patrol," "virgin sex worker" . . . . These types of Qs occasionally get lost in the shuffle or I overthink them and am afraid of leaving stuff off, but you can follow @toxicrecs and I'll try to improve the tagging. there's also a Joel miller x innocent!reader tag you can find on this post.

#joel miller x innocent!reader #toxic ask

[miraclesabound]

Homestead

Summary: Death comes to collect her evening appointments on August 29th. Also available on AO3.

Pairing: Bill/Frank (The Last of Us)

Note: This idea of Death from “The Sandman” coming to take Bill and Frank “home” occurred to me, and when I mentioned it to @blueeyesatnight, she did the tumblr chat version of flailing her arms in glee/fury and told me I had to do it. If you have complaints, she deserves at least partial blame.

Warnings: Death, suicide, mention of war crimes, spoilers for episode 3 of course.

Tags: @blueeyesatnight, @oonajaeadira, @joelmillerscoffeemug, @flightlessangelwings, @writeforfandoms, @morpheus-helm​

Death will admit, if asked, that she’s slightly surprised to be coming back to Lincoln, Massachusetts after all this time. The last time she was here, there was only one remaining life in the town - the others had either succumbed to the cordyceps outbreak or been murdered by those FEDRA jackboots. (Jackboots, she thinks to herself - what a perfect but horrific word for those thugs.) She’d expected to returned for the last Lincoln citizen quickly, but it’s been twenty years now. She’d figured he must have moved on.

Instead, she’s charmed to see that while the town is quiet, it’s been maintained. There are no streetlights to fight the dark of night, but she can see clearly - someone has continued to pour love into this place.

As she approaches the house where her appointment is, she can feel the presences of two hearts - not just one. This part she’d known about - it’s her first double pick-up in some time.

Bill and Frank are in their bedroom, lying curled in each other’s arms. Their eyes are fluttering shut, but Bill notices the stranger in their room first. “...I dunno who you are, but you’re too late,” he slurs, the drugs already slowing his heart.

“Actually, I pride myself on my punctuality, Bill,” Death says. “Do you know me?”

That wave of recognition that she sees so often appears on Bill’s face. “Oh...I see.” He looks briefly panicked. “Are you here just for me?”

Death shakes her head. “I’m here for you both.”

Bill starts to sit up, and Frank groans at his side: “Babe, don’t let go, you promised...”

“I’m not letting go.” Bill helps Frank sit as well so he can see their guest. “A friend is here.”

Frank has the same epiphany Bill does when he looks in Death’s eyes, but in contrast to Bill, he smiles at her. “Ma’am, it’s good of you to come make a personal visit of it.”

“The pleasure is mine,” Death says. “Your town, your house, all of it - it’s lovely.”

“We did our best with it,” Frank tells her. His expression falls slightly. “I...don’t suppose we could see it one last time?”

“Of course,” Death says. “Follow me.” It doesn’t occur to Bill and Frank until they’re down the stairs that neither of them are having trouble walking.

--

It’s a beautiful night, and the three of them take their time walking back and forth on Main Street. The guys ask if Joel and Tess are ok, and while they’re saddened by hearing of Tess’s passing, Death tells them the truth - that Tess went bravely, and that Joel isn’t due in her ledger for a good long time.

The boutique door is still open, and while Frank and Bill are happy to stay in their wedding suits, Frank insists that Death try something on for herself. She agrees, knowing that this isn’t a delaying tactic on his or Bill’s part. Several items catch her eye, but the one that truly calls to her is an old black top hat. Frank chuckles when she puts it on - it looks absolutely fetching on top of her curls.

However, the expedition must draw to an end, and it’s actually Bill who suggests that they should be moving along. “I told you I was satisfied,” he says when Frank asks him. “And besides, we’ve left the note for Joel. He’ll know what to do.”

The group walks to the fence, passing through it without having to activate the switch. Bill takes a last look behind him. “It really was something,” he admits. “I hope someone else can make a home out of it.”

“I’ll bet they do,” Death says. “Come here, you two.” Bill and Frank take each other’s hands, and then she wraps them in her mighty wings.

#the last of us #the last of us spoilers #the sandman #death of the endless #bill x frank #bill and frank #bill and frank tlou

[gowoelfinneniguess]

The Best (or Worst) Pick-up Lines

Pia: Okay, I’ll start. Are you ready?

Feli: Yes

Pia: I have a pen and I’m looking for a phone number. Imagine all the possibilities

Feli: Can you look me in the eyes next time? So that I can really feel it. Can you repeat it?

Pia: Yeah okay. You gotta open your eyes if you want eye contact though! I have a pen, you have a phone number. Just imagine all the possibilities!

Feli: Wow

Pia: Would you give me your number after that?

Feli: Nah, and I wouldn’t give you a pen either

Pia: You’re supposed to read it right away!

Feli: Hey sweet pastry, are you looking for a filling?

Feli: I’m just getting ready emotionally

Pia: I’m just gonna read it aloud, it’s a long one.

Feli: Imagine you’re at a bar and you meet someone and you’re like “let me just get my paper…”

Pia: Excuse me, my friend over there is a little shy. He would like to know your phone number so he’ll know where to reach me tomorrow morning.

Feli: That’s so bad.

Feli: Okay, wow. That’s quite the essay. I can’t look into your eyes for that.

Pia: I will feel it anyway.

Feli: Can I borrow your phone for a second? I have to call my mother and tell her I just met the woman of my dreams.

Pia: Wait, is there more?

Feli: No. I just wanted to state that this was the worst one yet.

Feli: I’m hanging onto your every word

Pia: I’m with the TÜV [car safety agency], can I inspect your honkers?

Feli: We heard that from Jo once, cause she’s always at the TÜV (???). Jo Wedemeyer–it’s an inside joke.

Pia: Oh god. I haven’t recovered yet, but it’s okay, go on.

Pia: Are you gonna fall to your knees?

Feli: No, just stay there. Wait, what was it again?

Pia: Should I hold it up?

Feli: Hey, do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk in one more time?

Pia: You could go on Bauer sucht Frau with that *banter about reality tv* it was great acting.

Feli: Thank you.

Pia: Is your name Google? Because you’re everything I’ve ever looked for.

Feli: For your bachelor or for your master’s thesis? Eh, that one’s okay.

Pia: Of course there are many other search engines.

Feli: This one’s nice: I’m so bad in bed you have to experience it to believe it

Both: Okay…well…yeah…you can…yeah...

Pia: Did it hurt when you fell down from heaven?

Feli: Yeees, there it is! Nah, it was alright actually.

Feli: Mind telling me your name?

Pia: Pia

Feli: I need it for- I need it for my Chris- nah. I’ll start over! Mind telling me your name?

Pia: Pia

Feli: Pia. That takes me out of it a little bit.

Pia: I’ll stop.

Feli: Mind telling me your name? Not Pia! I have to write it down on my list for Santa.

Pia: Wow, that took three attempts.

Feli: I can’t concentrate anymore.

Pia: If you were a potato, you would be a sweet potato

Both: That one’s cute!

Feli: From Edeka. Oh no, this is not an ad!

Pia: Definitely organic.

Feli: Are your legs not tired? You’ve been walking through my head all night [=you’ve been on my mind]

Pia: How many steps?

Feli: At least 10,000.

Pia: If you’re here, who’s up in heaven playing the harp?

Feli: Ukulele

Pia: I’ll sing

Feli: But you already said I fell from the sky

Pia: Yeah, you’re here, and who’s playing ther harp up there?

Feli: I see, you’re right.

Feli: Well, that’s a classic: did you park in the wrong spot? Because I’m here to tow you [to tow, “abschleppen” is slang for taking someone home]

Pia: Oh god.

Feli: Boring.

Pia: Do you think any of these work?

Feli: I think so, yes. Write it down in the comments if any of you have found the love of your life this way.

Pia: That would be interesting.

Feli: I don’t know of anyone.

Pia: Me neither. They don't work on me either!

Pia: When god made you he was definitely showing off.

Feli: Nobody has ever told me that!

Pia: Last one?

Feli: If you were a president, you would be BABE-raham Lincoln. Uh-huh. Well.

Pia: Which one’s your favourite? I know mine.

Feli: You know yours?

Pia: Of mine. I can’t remember all of yours.

Feli: Tell me please

Pia: “I’m with the TÜV, can I inspect your honkers” that one’s hilarious

Feli: YOU MAY NOT but yes that’s a good one. I liked number five. “I’m so bad in bed you have to experience it to believe it”. It’s a little self deprecating. That’s pretty cute.

Pia: The one I would most likely use is the sweet potato

Feli: Use?! I would only ever use the headline: "Valentine’s Day pick up lines, intern, common," And that’s going in the video.

Pia: Thank you for listening. Have a nice Valentine’s Day!

Feli: To you and your loved ones

Pia: The ones you don’t need to pick up anymore

#pia wolter #feli rauch #Youtube

[morrisxn02]

ogden college (un)official class playlist ! available NOW at a therapist near you !

PART ONE: the student body

lacy by olivia rodrigo・henrietta astor

"oh, i care, i care, i care. like ribbons that you wear. my stomach's all in knots. you've got the one thing that i want..."

hurricane by halsey・reina azarolla

“i’m a wanderer, i’m a one-night-stand. don’t belong to no city, don’t belong to no man. i’m the violence in the pouring rain. i’m a hurricane.”

american teenager by ethel cain・ida clarke

“grew up under yellow lights on the street, putting too much faith in the make believe.”

this link is dead by deftones・lincoln crawford 

"pay attention! watch me close! as i decide which way i move"

february 15h by hobo johnson・nova dodson

"she went to columbia and i went to jail. i just wanted another apple when she really wanted yale. and that is the problem where all of this lies. i'm emotionally unstable. i'm a crazy fucking guy!"

crocodile tears by suzanna son・sassa fiske

"crocodile sitting all alone, painting nails the shade of pink to match princess peach's cheek. maybe they'll think i'm beautiful. maybe i can trick them."

perfect day by hoku・charlie fletcher 

“people say, they say that it’s just a phase. they tell me to act my age. well, i am.” 

the boy who blocked his own shot by brand new・jesse hart 

“a crown of gold, a heart harder than stone and it hurts to hold on, but it’s missed when it’s gone”

happy by marina・carmen hearst

"couldn't relax, couldn't sit back and let the sunlight in my lap. i sang a hymn to bring me peace and then came a melody."

too much by carlie rae jepsen・ollie inoue

"i live for the fire, and the rain, and the drama too, boy. and it feels like you never say what you want, and it feels like i can't get through, babe."

nina cried power by hozier and mavis staples・ mika ishii

“power has been cried by those stronger than me straight into the face that tells you to rattle your chains if you love being free. ah lord, and i could cry power!”

people watching by conan gray・logan iyande

“i’m only looking just to live through you vicariously. i’ve never really been in love, not seriously.”

summer child by conan gray・samantha jimenez 

"and you laugh and you dance in the wind, and you sway, and you hug and you kiss, but there's darkness behind those eyes."

savage daughter by sarah hester ross・ nixie linghui

“i am my mother’s savage daughter. the one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones. i am my mother’s savage daughter. i will not cut my hair. i will not lower my voice.”

mirrorball by taylor swift・roxie marsh

“hush. when no one is around, my dear, you’ find me on my tallest tiptoes, spinning in my highest heels, love. shinning just for you.”

don’t tell my mom by renée rapp・courtney mills

“so don’t tell my mom i’m falling apart. she hurts when i hurt. my scars are her scars. she’ll talk to her friends, impress all of them. at least in her mind, her daughter is fine.”

donttrustme by 3oh!3・cara morrison

“she's an actress, but she ain't got no need. she's got money from her parents and a trust fund back east."

halloween by novo amor・edward morrison 

“more and more with every accolade, i get carried with away with being carried away.”

i did something bad by taylor swift・greer morrison

"they're burning all the witches even if you aren't one. so light me up. go ahead and light me up."

autoestima by cupido, lola indigo and alizzz・ milo navarro

“my mother and my father gave me an extremely nice face. people don’t usually like pretty people like me.”

forsaken by paris paloma・alethea pierce

"i think i've done something to upset the stars again. the moon won't return my calls, but i deserve it. i deserve it all.”

strange overtones by david byrne, performed by whitney・lennon reed

"how long have i been missing? it's getting colder tonight. snowfall's reminiscing... i watched it melt before my eyes."

frankenstein by rina saywama・magnolia rhodes

"put me together, thread a needle so i'm like other people without all of the evil. i'm trying to be normal, but the trauma is immortal and none of this is your fault."

baseball by hippo campus・monty richler

“there goes that moonboy looking jungly with all his leaves a-growing.”

king by florence and the machine・anya saetang

"my empty halls echo with grand self-mythology. i am no mother, i am no bride. i am king."

stick season by noah kahan・nathaniel shaw 

“now i'm stuck between my anger and the blame that i can't face and the memories are something even smoking weed does not replace." 

liability by lorde・natalia vega

"she's so hard to please, but she's a forest fire. i do my best to meet her demands, play at romance, we slow dance in the living room, but all a stranger would see is one girl, swaying alone, stroking her cheek."

satanist by boygenius・jacqui velazquez 

“will you be a nihilist with me? if nothing matters, man, that’s a relief…”

you're on your own, kid by taylor swift・parker walsh

"there were pages turned with the bridges burned, everything you lose is a step you take. so make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it. you've got no reason to be afraid. you're on your own kid. yeah, you can face this..."

river by leon bridges・malik wright 

"as my sins flow down the jordan, oh, i wanna come near ya and give ya every part of me. but there's blood in my hands, and my lips aren't clean..."

tolerate it by taylor swift・mari zuko

“i made you my temple, my mural, my sky. now i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life.”

#{ nos tout premiers secrets comme un peu caché sous les lumières | musings. } #ogdeninspo

[babacontainsmultitudes]

♫ you dont have to answer this especially if you already have a ton but lllllllincoln li-wilson,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i am a simple man

SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO GET TO THIS I WANTED TO BE REASONABLY THOROUGH (AND YES I DO HAVE TO ANSWER THIS ACTUALLY!!!)

*breathes* heh. This might be a tad long, so let's go to my super secret Lincoln Li Wilson fan club under the cut

-oh right, the password! No problem it's

SAY HI TO YOUR DAD FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

HEH. WELCOME TO THE COOLEST CLUB IN THE FANDOM, POPULATION YOU AND ME.

okokokokokok so so so so well I guess what I realized is that, while I have many songs for this boy- err technically a lot of them are in a shippy sorta context?? But I don't wanna, well, I don't wanna hit you with anything that is too, like, "ship-dependent" cause I don't know what you do or don't ship!

*That said*- my fucking gothcleats playlist dude? I'm handing it to you anyways cause I have FEELINGS about every single one of these fucking songs and imo honestly you can interpret most of them in a completely non romantic context anyways also also almost all of them are from Linc's perspective for me so I think you'd genuinely still appreciate at least some of these. All *that* said, I will be picking a few from this playlist to talk about that really aren't that romance-coded if at all buuuut are gonna be about Scary to some degree.

Oh- my swiftli playlist you ask??? IT'S SO FUCKING STUPID DUDE. It's so dumb like it's so silly like it's almost purely vibes and the vibes are really really dumb but yesss I'm handing you this one as well I'm not saying the songs don't slap but they're still very stupiddddd.

OK on to some fucking songs yeah???? So I guess the first one I'll start with is:

"Angel With A Shotgun" by The Cab

Which, okay, before I even get to the lyrics like come ON am I wrong for thinking that even just that fucking name is the most Lincoln Li Wilson thing in the whole god damn world??

But yeah, I mean lyrically really this one has a lot going for it as a Lincoln song, but to point out a few particular lyrics that stand out to me:

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If love's a fight, then I shall die With my heart on a trigger

They say before you start a war You better know what you're fighting for

If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won I don't care if heaven won't take me back I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe

Sometimes to win, you've got to sin Don't mean I'm not a believer

And I'm gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight

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😤 This one really gives me extra feels after the last episode, I gotta say! :0 As far as like pure imagery goes I think some strange combination of an angel and a soldier is just *so* Lincoln. There's just these really interesting themes with Lincoln of like, devotion, and sacrifice, and perseverance, and making tough decisions! Especially to help those around you! This song really just captures that for me.

Okay, next!

"Hit The Floor" by Linkin Park (more like Lincoln Park am I right sorry sorry)

Right right, where to start with this one... This one captures two primary concepts for me. It's partially, like, confrontation between Linc and Scary, from his perspective. But actually, I think you could also interpret some of these as relating to his frustrations with Grant as well! Otherwise, I like this one cause I think it captures Linc's ability to like, totally turn the tables and flip the switch when you least expect it? Seriously, that boy is quick on his feet (heh soccer heh), and always has a trick up his sleeve. Here's a few lyrics:

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One minute, you're on top! The next you're not, missed your shot You think you won, and then it's all gone

So many people like me put so much trust in all your lies So concerned with what you think to just say what we feel inside So many people like me walk on eggshells all day long All I know is that all I want is to feel like I'm not stepped on

What goes up will surely fall, and I'm countin' down the time 'Cause I've had so many stand-offs with you, it's about as much as I can stand So I'm waitin' until the upper hand is mine

I know I'll never trust a single thing you say You knew your lies would divide us, but you lied anyway And all the lies have got you floating up above us all But what goes up has got to fall

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I guess Mike Shinoda is just *the* Linc artist for me, cause this next one is from him as well!

"Believe Me" by Fort Minor

:0 Also about Linc's confrontations with Scary, but with a different flavor! Here I think it's more retrospective, at least in part, in reference to how Linc used to look up to Scary in some sense, and trusted her and all that. Otherwise, there's obviously some narrative parallels going on between these two, particularly with regards to the evolution of their mental/emotional states, which I think some of these lines nod to as well:

...Yeah it's really basically the entire song for this one ahahaha what can I say it's good shit

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You like fun and games? Keep playing 'em I'm just saying, think back then, we was like one and the same On the right track, but I was on the wrong train Just like that, now you gotta face the pain And the devil's got a fresh new place to play And in your brain, like a maze you can never escape the rain Every damn day is the same shade of grey

Hey, I used to have a little bit of plan Used to have a concept of where I stand But that concept slipped right out of my hand Now, I don't really even know who I am Yo, what do I have to say? Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free And whatever happens to you, we'll see But it's not gonna happen with me

I guess that this is where we've come to If you don't want to, then you don't have to believe me But I won't be there when you go down Just so you know now, you're on your own now, believe me

Back then, I thought you were just like me Somebody who could see all the pain I see But you proved to me unintentionally That you would self destruct eventually Now I'll be thinking like the mistake I made doesn't hurt But it's not gonna work 'cause it's really much worse Than I thought, I wished you were something you were not And now this guilt is really all that I got

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ALRIGHT. Let me leave you with one that's just for Linc. I won't bother with specific lyrics for this one, this song slaps (I think!), you gotta give it a listen.

"Galvanize" by The Chemical Brothers

Linc calls the shots in this fucking podcast, you know this, I know this. That's what this one is about.

#“Lincoln Park” is very funny actually I should have doubled down on that #I hope you end up liking some of these!!! #IT WAS A PLEASURE BTW #SORRY I TOOK SO LONG #BUT EVEN IF I HAD A MILLION I STILL WOULDA DONE IT #EVERY LINC NEEDS A TAYLOR AFTER ALL #HEH #lincoln li wilson #dndads #dndads playlist #dungeons and daddies #feymarche #gothcleats #swiftli #scary marlowe #taylor swift #not that one #Countless yours is next I swear!!!

[musicalchaos07]

As a fellow "Hawkins is toast" truther, where do you think that our main families will go in the end?

Hi Nonny,

Sorry it's taken me so long to respond to this. So idk if I'm 100% on team "Hawkins is toast" but I'm at least 80%. So that being said, I've really only thought about where like the Hopper-Byers-Wheelers Families end up until now.

So I think Jonathan, Nancy, Will & Mike eventually settle in NYC. Subsequently, I feel like Joyce & Hopper live somewhere in upstate NY so they can be close to the kids. I've always thought of El living closer to Hopper & Joyce but idk lately I've been thinking about her living in Chicago (typically I think Robin, Steve & Dustin live here) or California (I usually picture Max here for college).

TBH my dream don't ask questions career for El is a flight attendant because she could see the world but I can also see her as owning like a color me mine type of place or just a craft store which she can do anywhere.

Anyways, because I AM NOT a Ted/Karen divorce truther (don't feel bad for karen she takes up interior design and has a very fulfilling career tbh.. still has a questionable failmarriage tho sorry babe) I tend to have them move down to Florida after Holly goes to college because it makes so much sense in my brain.

For Lucas, I usually picture him going to an HBCU (Hampton, Howard, Lincoln University or Central State University (if his parents are still in Hawkins) ) Then I think he moves in with Dustin in Chicago before getting a career offer in Seattle (Where he and Max have a very nice somewhat chaotic life together)

In terms of families, I could definitely see Claudia following Dustin to college even IF Hawkins survives so maybe she's in the Chicago suburbs or something. I think the Sinclair's would stay in Indiana so maybe Bloomington? (Again this is IF Hawkins survives)

I have no idea how this got so long.

#anon asks #stranger things

[joe9cool]

Collide-Justin Herbert-14

A/N. Before this chapter starts I want to say I only own my Characters. The LA Chargers, their employees are real people. The gossip is for storylines only. I don't know their stories in reality. This is my story and doesn't reflect their real lives. Thank you.

"Alright, we got everything?" Sara yawned and nodded her head as she got in the car. It was 2am and Justin wanted to be at his parents by the afternoon. She could understand he didn't get to see his family very often during the season and he was excited. Despite the fact that she was exhausted, his happiness rubbed off on her.

Everything was packed up. Nova was asleep in her carrier, still on a high after the catnip she was given. They began the eight hour drive. Justin's phone was navigating, even though he insisted he knew where he was going.

She loaded up on snacks. She packed protein bars, cookies, an uncrustable and Capri suns. (Justin busted out laughing when he saw that one.) He was a bit annoyed when she made him stop at the twenty four hour dunkin donuts. (She placed an order ahead and ran inside in disguise to get it) however the stop was in handy as he sipped the coffee she got him and ate some of the sandwich. 

"Just let me know when you want to switch." Justin rolled his eyes. "Babe, I did this drive all by myself. I'm fine. Also be careful of the liquids, we are going to be hitting a long stretch with no rest stop."

"It's dark, I'll just pee on the side of the road." He sighed. "That's fine. I got my water bottle if I need to go." Sara wrinkled her nose up in disgust. "Ewww boys." He laughed. "Hey its extremely effective."

She used the car's Bluetooth to play some music. He didn't have any preferences so she put on Lord Huron. While listening to "meet me in the city" she told him about her upcoming projects with the band. He was genuinely interested in hearing about what she had planned.

Justin felt bad about not paying attention in the past. Truth was he was all science and sports. Yes he watched movies, but he never really thought about the background of what went into it. Sara explaining her being behind the camera and coming up with ideas. It was fascinating.

"I had no idea you selected the music for the scenes of your show. That's awesome." He smiled, proud of his girl. "I'm going to be honest though. I have never seen a single episode. So I don't understand it."

Sara was a little hurt. "Well it's about college kids coming together after leaving their small town, conservative neighborhoods. You know, coming of age. I'm shocked you haven't seen an episode. Have you heard of it at least?" He nodded. "We have to watch it together."

"Oh no I don't watch anything I'm in. Unless I have to, like a movie premiere that's it. I'll never see it again." He looked at her as he signaled to get on the expressway. "Why?"

"I am my worst critic, I cringe when I see myself." She shrugged. "I guess going back to my high-school days where I would do plays and then my family would critique me."

Justin never thought of it that way. He was forced to watch his old games to go over mistakes he made. He didn't care for it, but it was part of the game. It brought him to another thought. "Well on the topic of your family." He began. "You never talk about yours really."

"I love my immediate family. But I don't know. Sometimes I feel like a disappointment."

"Thats ridiculous. You are more successful than them combined." He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Sara nodded. "I guess, but my family is very businesslike, very Wall street. My dad is a CEO of Lincoln Financial, an investment company. My mom is an economics professor at the local community College. My oldest sister Katie is a financial advisor along with her husband. Middle one Brittany is a lawyer, same as her husband. Alyssa is a stay at home mom. But she has her degree in Pre law, and then there's me."

"You have a degree in psychology though."

Sara sighed. "So did Katie, but my dad made her go to business school because he didn't see any potential in it. When I told my dad I was going to do psychology in high school, he was mad. But hoping I would use it for pre med and pre law. When I told him it was a backup because I wanted to be in the entertainment industry my parents agreed that they wouldn't pay for it. Not a dime. They covered my sisters tuition and dorm fully,but not me. It hurts, I think they feel bad about doubting that. But they never said anything to me."

She smiled. "They have my back and are very supportive. But I don't know, I feel left out sometimes. They were all very athletic and involved, whereas I hated playing sports. I hated being put out there at something I wasn't good at. It wasn't until I joined theater in middle school that I found my niche. My parents rarely went to my plays, usually because it fell around nationals for Alyssa cause she was in dance.

"Not to be rude, but I don't really consider dancing a sport." Justin shrugged his shoulders. "What about aunts and uncles?"

She rolled her eyes. "My aunt is the fucking worst. Always cuts me up when no one is around. She will Make sure to remind me I'll never be good enough like my sisters or small like them" He looked at her questioningly. "I'm the tallest, and the largest in body frame. It pisses her off that her oldest isn’t in show business because she’s prettier.”

Justin was mad. "Fuck them. You don't need them." He grabbed her hand. He noticed she was shaking. "I'm sorry for bringing it up."

"It's fine, we had to talk about it eventually." Speaking of which, she had to talk to him about leaving in January. That would be a topic when they got home, she decided. Wanting to get off sad topics she smiled. "I hope your mom has all the baby books out."

He groaned and she laughed. "As soon as I told her you were coming my dad texted me and said she was in the crawl space digging them out." She giggled. "Aww come on you were probably the cutest kid. She pinched his cheeks. "Baby Justin with the chubby cheeks oh my god." He smiled and blushed. "Stop it."

She laughed. "So it's your mom, dad, and Patrick right?" He nodded. "Yes, Mitch is in New York in med school. Funny though you took a picture with his girlfriend when you were in New York."  

"Really? Wow what a small world." He smiled. After a minute he asked. "Did you tell your family about us?"

There it was. He was worried if more people knew. "Don't worry, I didn't say anything." She said. 

He furrowed his eyebrows. It actually hurt to know that her parents didn't know anything. "May I ask why?"

"Well for starters I know you don't want many people to know about us so I just didn't say Justin understood the first part. He did value his privacy, but he didn't realize how much his comments hurt Sara. "It's not that I don't want people to know. I'm okay with close friends. It's just when it gets revealed to the public I know things will change." He thought back to his and Bella's conversation. "You have to give me time to adjust." She turned towards him, surprised. "Really?"

"Yes. Sara I really like you and see this going somewhere. I think it's time we discussed going forward. I don't see this as a casual fling."

She smiled and grabbed his hand, kissing it "I see this going somewhere too." He smiled. "I'm glad."anything. Also my family is very overwhelming. The moment I say I'm seeing someone they will be on the first plane to Cali to grill you. Then the others will know and I'm not going to subject you to scrutiny."

She was quiet for a moment

"Can I confess something?" He looked at her. "I thought you were just going to be a fling." 

He was surprised. "Really?" She nodded. "I kinda swore off dating for a while. Then I saw you at the wedding and thought you were cute and tall." She laughed. "I approached you thinking it was going to be a one night stand thing. But then I just chickened out and called you for a date."

He laughed. "Well I'm honored. Can I be honest as well? I wasn't going to call at all, I was too intimidated." She busted out laughing. "I knew, that's why I called you."

They laughed together. "That was really bold of me. I thought for sure you would go for someone like me."

"What makes you say that?"

She almost said it. It was on the tip of her tongue. She chickened out again. " Well don't pro athletes usually go for skinny blonde girls?" She noticed his hesitation. "I'm going to be honest, I've just always ended up with blondes. But I like brunettes as well. I got a gorgeous one right next to me." She cooed.

She was happy, this was the most honest conversation they ever had since their relationship. It was progress, and while Sara could admit that she was toxic in the way that she never really injected herself in his hobbies she felt really guilty over invading his privacy. She had no reason not to trust him. He was with her almost twenty four seven. There was no reason to suspect him cheating his own teammate backed him up.

A teammate she was stringing along. 

As on cue her phone buzzed and it was Joey.

Hey 

It was four in the morning. What could he want? Her read receipts were on unfortunately. Still she decided to ignore it

She looked at Justin, she needed a distraction. "You know what I'm most excited for?" She asked

"Hmm."

"To see your childhood bedroom."

"Why?"

"I don't know, because of the memories you have tied to it. Where you had your struggles, how you celebrated the highs and dealt with the lows. Photos of your friends and family. Also I'm sure you have jerseys hung up. I want to thank you for trusting me with that "

He smiled. "I'm happy to reveal it to you. I know I'm not the most open guy and I struggle with feelings, but this is important to me, you're important to me."

Sara's heart was going to burst with joy and love. "Well technically I got the hard part over, I met your parents." He laughed. "Yeah now you get to meet my youngest brother. Which is easy, he's a pain in the ass though. I'm sure he would say the same for me."

"What would he have to say about you?"

Justin laughed. "That I beat up on him a Lot, which I did when I was younger. Also I was a neat freak."

"You still are, you got me containers for my makeup and toiletries to keep them separate."

He rolled his eyes. "Okay? And you find what you're looking for faster." She was silent for a moment. "Okay, point taken."

Another couple hours went by with some playful bickering about the music. (He joked that her music was depressing and she said he had the taste of a dad going through a mid life crisis.) They settled into a comfortable silence. Finally Sara saw the 'Welcome to Oregon' sign. She squeezed his hand tighter.

It was nice to see the change. Even though they just crossed the border she noticed Justin looked more relaxed than he had the past couple of weeks. She knew how stressed he was, so she hoped he could truly relax and reset, seek comfort in his family. The weather changed to dark and dreary. "I love it" She said.

"What?' She blushed as she realized she spoke her thoughts out loud. "This weather. I love it, perfect weather to be in bed, reading a book, sleeping. Or making love."

They came to a red light and he glanced at her. "my house in Oregon isn't as glamorous as LA. But I love it "

"Justin because I'm a Hollywood actress doesn't mean I have people waiting on me hand and foot. I don't need fancy things, my house is pretty modest for LA isn't it?"

He nodded "yes. I'm sorry. I don't mean it offensively. My idea of Hollywood starlets is completely different." He paused. "Still can't believe I met Bella Hadid." She laughed. "Crazy isn't it? When she was up and coming I was still in my college dorm."

"Yeah and I was starting at Oregon." She felt bad. This is his trip for him, and she wanted this to be about him. This territory was for his stories to tell.

It was still a bit before they hit Eugene, but Sara was already in love. It was gorgeous and the scenery was perfect. The fall really brought that out, completely atmosphere from the busy Los Angeles. Justin looked at Sara as she took in the sights. As they were on the road she offered to switch many times, as they initially agreed to share the driving responsibilities. But Justin had no intention of doing that.  He wanted her to take in the scenery, and he had done this drive many times by himself.

Plus this made him feel like a man, driving his girl to locations. He loved that he was so much bigger than her. He loved that she comforted him during hard times, that she validated his feelings. Everything about her was perfect. He loved watching her get ready in the morning. He loved that she was the first person he spoke to in the morning and the last one he spoke to before he fell asleep

It was in that moment he realized he loved everything about her

He loved Sara Christine Wozniak.

The realization hit him so hard that he didn't start driving until the car behind them honked and startled them both. Embarrassed, he began driving while Sara laughed at him. She was scrolling instagram and decided to post photos she took in LA the other day while out. Just in case she had to cover her tracks.

It's a good thing she did.

Twitteruser: My dad just saw Justin Herbert in Oregon! Looks like he's taking a break

 I would need a break from Lombardis offense.

Probably re enrolling in OSU to play ball there.

Was he with anyone?

Twitteruser: he said there was someone in the seat next to him. Looked like a girl with dark hair, had a baseball cap on.

Are you sure it was him? I thought he was dating that blonde reporter.

Twitteruser: yeah long hair, silver Porsche with the Oregon plate. He said he couldn't get a look at the girl, who was very secretive.

He probably has a secret girlfriend and is using Taylor as a cover up

Twitteruser7: what a player.

Yeah dude needs to focus on ball and not pussy.

On Tumblr.

Anon message : have you seen this? [Link to tweet] interesting. I like the theory that he has a secret girlfriend she probably lives in Oregon

Interesting anon. However we don't know if this is legit. Let's not make this a thing and go through all of his followers with dark hair and message them.

Anon2: what are your thoughts?

I'm not going to add any fuel to the fire. I have my own opinions but he's a twenty four year old guy having fun. I'm thrown for a loop cause I was pretty sure I knew who he was seeing, and it wasn't a brunette.

Anon: Maybe it's Sara?

I know for sure it isn't Sara Wozniak. She was posting photos of Los Angeles.  I can't see them together. Sorry. Now unless there's photo evidence  I really don't want to talk about this.

Anon: great another girl to add to the list for these crazies to stalk. He's home, maybe it's a fucking relative.

True, he has plenty of female relatives with dark hair. I'm surprised he went home though, he told the media he was just going to treat it like any other week.

Anon: he didn't want any scrutiny. He needs to reset and I feel that this is good for him. See family and recharge, glad to see he has a support team. 

Yes this will be a good mental reset before next week. 

Sara’s anxiety began to spike as Justin got off the main roads and turned on a residential  street. She could see Autzen stadium in the distance and smiled thinking of how Justin played there. 

"we're going to my house first to drop off our stuff. Maybe get a nap in." He yawned and saw it was 11am. He looked over at Sara. "That sound good?" 

"That's perfect. We would have gotten here a lot faster If I drove." She teased. He was a rule follower, only going the max five over.

"Okay hun, and you had how many speeding tickets?"

She huffed. "Only two and the cops in Pennsylvania are jerks. I was running late for school." He laughed as he pulled into his driveway. She took in the sight, it was alot smaller than his home in California, but it was nice, and homey. Perfect home for a family to grow in. They pulled into the garage and once the door was closed He jumped out and opened the door for her. She grabbed Nova’s carrier and litter box and made sure to set it up as soon as he unlocked the door.

They had a brief back and forth about the bags. (She reminded him he was still injured.,) and they settled in. "I'm going to assume you have nothing." She opened the fridge and was surprised when it was fully stocked with everything. Justin smiled. "My mom stocked up on everything when I told her we were coming. Also Patrick uses this place when his girlfriend comes to visit." She nodded in understanding before she unpacked everything in his room. It was a similar setup to Los Angeles. Once that was done she smiled as she took in the photos. He had his trophies, memories of his time at University of Oregon. There was one trophy she was memorized by.

"Thats the Campbell trophy." Justin came up behind her and caressed her shoulders. "It's awarded to the most academic athlete."

Sara leaned into his embrace. "You're so smart. Tell me something, I found an article that said you were looking into med school if the NFL didn't work out."

"That's crap. People assumed that because of Mitch. I didn't really want that. I probably would have been a biology teacher like my dad. I was a teacher's assistant and I really liked that."

"Hmm so you would have been the hot guy sitting next to the professor. I would have tried to hook up with you?" He smiled. "You would?"

She laughed. "Naw this was at college. I would have stared at you like a weirdo and stalked your social media."

"Jokes on you, I didn't have social media. Plus we probably wouldn't have had any classes together." Acknowledging the two year age gap." Sara nodded. "When you were at UCLA did you attend any football games?"

Sitting on the bed she thought about it. "Yes, my roommate freshman year was dating someone on the football team so I went. But I wasn't really interested, so I went to a party with the team. Told one of the guys I wanted to be an actress and he laughed before he tried to fuck me."

Justin sat next to her. "What happened?"

"As soon as the show took off he was in my DMs, he also told the press that I fucked him and was a 'wild animal in bed'

"Asshole."

"I mean what are you going to do? My friends stood up for me, it was a back and forth on twitter. I don't want to talk about that though " She laid on the bed. "I want to take a nap and maybe have a snack later. Then we will meet everyone."

He began to strip off his clothes, "that sounds like a good plan to me." Sara followed suit, and when they were stripped down to their underwear they crawled underneath the covers. Justin pulled Sara to him. Content and relaxed, they fell asleep, ready to enjoy their mini vacation.

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It was 2 o'clock when she woke up to an empty bed, slipping on her glasses, she sat up and stretched. She heard commotion in the kitchen? She heard voices, however it wasn't Holly or Mark's.

"Bro I'm sorry I didn't know you were here already."

"Shh you're gonna wake her up." She knew Justin's voice.

"Who?"

"My girlfriend, dipshit. Besides, don't you have practice or something?"

The unrecognizable voice. "Well you get certain perks when your team has a winning record, you remember that don't you?"

"Shut up?"

"Wait a second, girlfriend? When the fuck did this happen?"

"Four months."

"Mom and dad know?

She could tell her boyfriend was irritated. "Yes they know they met her when they visited LA. So does Mitch too."

Wait, Mitch knows? That was news to her, in a good way. But he never mentioned that.

"So you're telling me you just show up here with a girl that the whole family knows about except me? Well dude I want to meet her!"

"Not now! When she wakes up and gets ready we will be over Mom and Dad's for dinner!"

A laugh. "Oh so you had to break in the bed first huh? Ceremonial first girl in the house." 

She heard a slap and then an "ow" following. She stifled a laugh, knowing how red Justin probably was. "Shut up Patrick."

Oh so that was Patrick, the youngest of the Herbert brothers. She should have figured that out. She wanted to go out there and meet him but not like this. It was best to pretend she was still sleeping.

"Well you're in luck cause Carly surprised me as a late birthday gift."

She heard the panic in Justin's voice. "She's here? You didn't tell me she was here. I wasn't planning for that."

"I know, that's why I said surprise genius. She got here last night."

"Well, she isn't coming tonight is she?"

"Uh yeah she's staying with me. You never had an issue with her being over. What's the deal?" Oh he was worried about her knowing. God forbid one more person knew about them.

Anger flared up inside of her, but then she thought rationally. She was a big Star, and if someone blew their cover that was it. However, she would think Patrick's girlfriend would be trustworthy. 

The rest of their conversation turned to Oregon games. They had come off of a win vs UCLA so there was a lot of trash talking on Pat's end. Once he had left she heard Justin head towards the room and she quickly laid back down and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep. She heard him enter and felt the bed move. His large arm wrapped around her stomach. He kissed her cheek. "I know you're not asleep." She could hear the smile. She steadied her breathing, putting on the performance of a lifetime. "You can pull that with anyone else but you can't with me. You don't like to sleep on your back." Still, she persisted. 

His finger slid down her side, creeping up on her side, he moved towards her arm Pitt and she held her breath. One night he discovered her weakness that she was extremely ticklish and used that to his advantage. Of course he was going to use it here and she felt his hand move off of her and she thought she was in the clear, but to no avail as he went to the other spot which was her neck. He began to poke at the sides of her neck. Her lips moved, then she gave up and began laughing really hard. Justin joined in. "Gotcha!" He kept up the antics and Sara tried shoving him away. "Jerk! That's not fair." He kissed her.

"How long have you been up?"

"Long enough to know Pat came." He rolled his eyes. "You can ignore him, he's an ass." She smiled and kissed him, he responded. Soon enough their tongues were battling for dominance. Of course he had to win. He grabbed her neck and she moaned. The kiss was broken "so, if you want." Justin breathed. "I never gave you a tour of the house." 

"I want a tour of something else." She reached underneath his shirt. He grabbed her hands and held them to her sides. "I think the house tour is more important." The smile on her face told her everything. Jerk was teasing her. "Besides, patience is a virtue."  He got off the bed and motioned for her to follow him. Upon stealing one of his shirts she followed him.

He took his sweet time explaining each room, how each appliance worked. She tried so hard to pay attention when he would go into detail explaining something significant that happened to him or a memory. It was hard to focus when he looked delicious. She had known before the conversation with Patrick he must have showered cause she noticed his hair was wet. Also he was shirtless, a massive weakness for her and he knew it. Again, what a jerk. Justin took her into the basement and she gasped. It was a guy setup with a bar, a pool table, a video game setup with a big television. That wasn't what grabbed Sara’s attention, there was a piano in the corner collecting dust. She noticed he was looking at her. "I didn't know you played."

"I don't. I bought it for decoration from my buddy. You play?" She nodded. "One of the first things my parents enrolled me in. I always thought it was such a beautiful instrument. My brother in law plays too." She walked over and ran her hands over the keys. "Have you thought about taking lessons?" He shrugged. "Not really. It's just for decoration.

"Such a shame, I think you would look hot. If you want I can show you some basics." He smiled. "I'd like that a lot." He walked towards her. "You want to see the backyard. "

"You got a swing set?" He raised his eyebrows. "A swing set?"

"Or a hammock?" He shook his head no. "Come on Herbert!" 

"What? I only grill in my backyard, and it's not hot enough for a pool." He smirked. "I do have a hot tub. Which Patrick uses for recovery."

"Really Justin? You should have told me! I didn't pack any swimwear!"

"That shouldn't stop you. I mean, we can just skinny dip." She turned to see the mischievous smile on his face. "Hmm I don't know. I'm saving myself for marriage."

He busted out laughing. "Yeah okay. You call what you did something a virgin would do?"

"I'm a woman of many talents." He let out a "hmph" sound and grabbed her hand to lead her back upstairs. Once they reached the top of the stairs Sara thought about the time they needed to be at his parents house. "I should start getting ready."

"It's only three we got a couple of hours."

"Thank God I made those cookies yesterday." 

"You know my parents wouldn't care if you brought something or not."

"And I told you this before Italians never show up empty handed." She thought about that comment she made to Joey. While Justin and Patrick were talking, she saw he had messaged her a couple times wishing her a good trip and to let him know how it goes. She wasn't going to respond to him. "I need to get ready." Before Jusgin could respond she went back to the room and began sorting through her bags to find her makeup. Once she did she plugged in her curling iron. Her hair wasn't due for a washing but she felt her body did, so she quickly did once over in the shower and got out. It was nice and cool in the room, so she decided to just get ready naked.

She was doing skincare when Justin walked in. He was enjoying the view of her bent over the bathroom counter. Their eyes met in the mirror and she knew the look on his face. "Justin, no we do not have time. I need to get ready."

He leaned against the doorframe. "It's not going to take you the whole two hours to get ready. I only need ten minutes." She pushed out of the way to grab something from her bag and he followed her like a lost puppy. "Baby."

"Justin, not now. Once we stop we won't be able to stop." He smirked. "I could just say you're too tired from the trip." She rolled her eyes smiling. "You can't wait a couple of hours? Patience is a virtue." She used his words against him. He groaned. "Damn it Sara." She laughed and shooed him out the room so she could get ready in peace.

He sat on the bed and watched her routine as she applied her skincare. As much as he fussed about her doing the facial on him, he secretly loved it. "We can do another facial night if you want." 

"I knew you would love the skincare routine!" She called.  He couldn't resist and smirked. "Who said anything about skincare." She whipped around and playfully glared at him. "Oh I have a dirty mouth huh? You got photos of me with your baby gravy on my face."

He wrinkled his face. "Well I'm not turned on anymore. What I meant was you could sit on my face." He noticed she stopped her makeup application. Justin smirked as  the tables turned. She glared at him. "I know what you're trying to do and it's not working." She looked down at her phone. "Times are ticking. I don't want to be late."

"Okay I'm done." He took out his phone and began to browse instagram. "Hey Sara, do you have a personal account on Instagram?"

"Yes, it's ChristopherW14. He typed it in and found it. The profile was locked, and it showed a picture of a guy overlooking the sunset. "Who is this?"

Her makeup was done and she was spraying something on her face. "It's a random picture I found on Google. So far no one has detected it being me. It's a I don't even follow it on my page " He hit the request, and a few seconds later her phone buzzed with the notification. She accepted it and headed into the room to get dressed. It was cool, so she decided on some light jeans and a gray t-shirt with a checkered sweater. She looked at Justin who was in his usual Nike attire. It was him, it was charming. He noticed her stare and he was self conscious. "What?"

She shook her head. "Nothing. You look good." He blushed. "Stop, I feel like a slob compared to you." She walked up to him and stood on her tippy toes to kiss shit chin.  "I would still smash." He smirked. "Gave you the opportunity, but noooo you said we will be late. My parents are down the block." She rolled her eyes and went to grab her purse. "Let's go". He led her to the garage and she was confused before she could ask if they could just walk. She remembered he didn't want the neighbors to notice. While he was not a big star in Los Angeles, he was a big celebrity here.

She couldn't help but laugh though as he backed out of his driveway and pulled into his parents driveway in less than two seconds. Their home was set up exactly like Justin's, except there were female touches to let her know that his mother was there. He pulled out his keys and unlocked the door and Sara took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves

The first thing she noticed was a large black dog bounding towards her at full speed. Before Justin could yell or stop the dog she found herself on her ass and laughed as the dog excitedly sniffed and barked while his paws where on his shoulder.

"DYLAN!" Holly rounded the corner as Justin grabbed the dog's collar to pull him off of his girlfriend. "Oh my god I'm so sorry he gets so excited around new people." Sara got off the ground. "It's okay, I love dogs. He's a good boy." She scratched his tail and that calmed him down. Once he recognized Justin he was excited and began whimpering and trying to jump on him. "Yeah now you noticed me. Miss you buddy." Justin patted the dog. "Pat must have forgotten to lock him up "

"What kinda dog is he?"

"Lab mixed with Pyrenees." Holly and Sara embraced. "So nice to see you again."

"Same to you. I love your house." It was warm and inviting. You could tell a loving family lived there. "Oh thank you, Mark is outside finishing up lawn work. He does these things at the silliest times. Come on, everyone else is in the kitchen." The young couple followed Holly as they entered. Sara could see Patrick and a blonde woman, their backs facing her.

Patrick turned around, and as soon as he made eye contact with Sara he froze. It was comical really. 

"Pat what's wron-" the woman who was presumed to be Carly, turned around and froze. Shock flooded both of their system as they came face to face with the woman who was on the big screen and their TV screens

Sara was used to this reaction, however coming from someone she was trying to impress was a bit nerve wracking " she smiled awkwardly and waved. "Hi I'm Sara." She addressed Justin's brother first. "You must be Patrick." She held out her hand for him to shake. "It's really nice to meet you." Carly snapped out her daze first and grabbed her hand. "Oh wow! It's nice to meet you! Wow, um Patrick told me Justin was seeing someone but… wow." Sara had to laugh. "I'm so sorry, we are just a little star struck right now. Aren't we?" She hit Pat in the ribs with her elbow and he suddenly remembered where he was. "Oh yeah where are my manners? I'm so sorry! Hi I'm Pat." He shook her hand. He looked at Justin. "How the hell did you land her?"

"Patrick!" Holly slapped him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry Sara, I wish Mitch was here, he is the less obnoxious one out of these two." Justin feigned hurt. "Hey now don't lump me in with Patrick"

Carly rolled her eyes. "You are both idiots. Even Mitch has his moments. You can ask Isobel." They were interrupted when Mark came in the back door. "Oh you guys arrived. Hello Sara. I'd hug you but I got to shower first." She smiled. "That's okay, good to see you again Mr. Herbert " "It's Mark remember" He winked. Patrick interrupted.

"Wow so this is why you guys didn't say anything. Well welcome. Sorry I acted a little off putting, it's not everyday my brother brings home a movie Star, or a girl for that matter." Sara laughed, and her fears sorta melted away. So far The rest of the Herbert family was cool, and if Mitch was like this, then that would be a breeze. 

"Holly, do you need help with anything?" Sara set the container of cookies down (which almost were crushed by the massive dog) rounding the corner she could see Holly was sautéing vegetables. "No thank you Sweetie. Everything is almost done." As on cue the oven beeped. She put on the oven mitts and opened the oven to reveal a small turkey. Justin saw it as well. "Gosh mom, I didn't realize it was thanksgiving." He joked

She put the turkey on the counter. "Oh stop it, it's rare to have you home so I thought it would make it special." Patrick smiled. "See? And Mitch isn't here. Obviously we are the favorite sons."

"I never said that." Mark came downstairs, hair wet from the shower. "Looks good babe," He kissed Holly, and Sara smiled. They reminded her of her parents and how they interacted. She noticed Justin looking at her and they met eyes and smiled.

Holly finished up the sides and announced to everyone that they can fill their plates. Mark carved the turkey while everyone helped themselves. They took their seats and began eating. Sara had to say, the food was delicious and she complimented Holly on it.  Conversation was flowing and she loved it. It felt like family. It felt like home.

"I'm sorry I have to ask. How on earth did you two meet?" Carly looked between her and Justin. "He is the most shy guy I've ever met. When I came over for the first time. He was just in his room, barely said hi. I thought he hated me."

"I was preparing for the rose bowl! I was really focused. Justin defended himself. "Anyways. We met at Joe Grant's wedding in July."

"Didn't know you had the game or the confidence to approach her." Patrick smiled.

Justin closed his eyes. He knew what was going to come next. Sara chimed in with a smirk. " I was the one who made the move. I approached him, gave him my number, called him, and set up the date."

Patrick busted out laughing. "I should have known! I knew he didn't have the balls." He slapped his older brother on the back. "I can already tell she's too good for you "

Mark chimed in. "Hey! Don't scare her off I like her" Sara felt warm at that comment. When she first met Mark he was nice, but he wasn't open like Holly, and being emotional with anxiety it worried her. She was still incredibly nervous and as much as tried not to show it Justin picked up on it. She was twisting the ring on her middle finger and under the table he noticed her leg Bouncing. At one point he put his hand on her knees to steady her. She looked over and he met her with a reassuring smile.

Meanwhile The Herbert family (including Carly) were noticing these things. Justin was attentive to Sara, asking if she needed anything or making sure to include her in the conversation. The glances he stole were filled with adoration and…. Love. Patrick and Holly met eyes many times and they spoke a thousand words without saying anything. Mark was taking it all in, smiling to himself.

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"I love your family." Sara couldn't stop grinning as she got into bed. Justin looked up from his book. Setting it down, he kissed her on the cheek. "I'm glad. They love you too, you know."

She looked over. "You really think so?" He knew she was looking for that reassurance. He smiled. "I wouldn't lie about something like that." And he wouldn't. "My mom likes that you call me out on my shit."

After dinner, they got on the topic of board games in which it led them to a loud boisterous game of Jenga, and then Sorry! (In which Sara finally beat him to Patrick's happiness." They didn't leave his parents house til about midnight. Patrick was leaving Friday for his game at California. However Justin and Patrick were going to the Oregon practice facilities early before everyone else to get some throws in. Holly and Sara echoed the same concerns. They didn't  want Justin getting hurt while attempting the throws not being under supervision of the Chargers. "Are you sure you want to throw tomorrow?"

He laid down and faced her. "I'll be fine, you really think I didn't clear it with the medical team before we left?" His tone had 'duh' written all over and Sara felt dumb "Well when you say it like that I feel stupid." He kissed her cheek. "Don't feel that way. Now let's get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow. She raised her eyebrow in questioning. "Make sure you get your golf stuff ready while I'm gone. I got the course where I held my event closed down for me, you and my dad." He saw the apprehension on her face. "Don't worry you will be fine."

She was a little bit worried. Golf was still athletic and she wasn't the best person to explore athletics. Maybe that's why she insulted him and put golf down a little bit. However it was important to him and she wanted to show him that she would at least try.

Justin turned off the light and cuddled next to her. With a sigh she settled against him and closed her eyes.

A.N. Welcome to the adventures in Oregon! 

#justin herbert #sara and justin canon #alexa writes collide #nfl #nfl imagine

[aces-and-angels]

Congrats on 100 followers! Could you please do #21 from the prompts list for Lincoln and f!Rowan? If it's relevant, mine has the long white hair.

Thank you, anon! Hope you enjoy your blurb 🖤

21. Doing each other's hair; Lincoln x F!Rowan

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Rowan does Lincoln's hair:

A cloud of steam escaped as Lincoln pulled open the shower curtain. He quickly dried off his body before loosely wrapping the towel around his waist. Moving to the counter, he went to grab his blow dryer from the drawer only to find that it was gone.

Confused, he walked out of the bathroom, leaving a wet trail of footprints behind him. "Love, have you seen my..." his question dies off as he takes in the state of the living room. Neatly displayed on the coffee table was his missing blow dryer along with several hair products. And next to all of that was Rowan. "Well, I guess you have seen it."

"Welcome to Ro's Salon," she announced, gesturing proudly at her set up.

Crossing his arms, he quirks an eyebrow, amused. "Ro's Salon, huh? Must've missed the sign."

"Don't know how you did- I paid good money for it. Now sit." She grabs his wrist and starts to pull him towards the couch.

"Woah- can I at least put on some pants first?"

"Hm, I suppose I can wait a few more minutes. Though, I can't say I wouldn't admire the view if you didn't." Her eyes shamelessly wander over his bare frame, lingering on his abs.

Snorting, he leans down to peck her cheek. "I'll be right back."

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After changing, Lincoln takes a seat at the foot of the couch between Rowan's legs, his hair still damp. "Ready?"

"As long as I don't end up bald, sure," he jokes, pressing a kiss to her hand.

"Oh, hush. You're going to look fabulous by the time I'm done with you." Rowan grabs the tub of leave-in conditioner from the table, scooping a quarter-sized amount out. She rubs the product in her hands, then begins to gently scrunch his hair from the ends to the roots. Lincoln tilts his head as needed to give her more access.

"So, why the sudden urge to become a stylist?"

"No reason. I just wanted to," she answers simply, continuing to add product to his hair.

"Mm, well this is nice," he sighs happily. Closing his eyes, Lincoln relaxes as her fingers massage his scalp. A comfortable silence fell between them. Then, he remembers something important. "Hey, love?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't forget the hair oil."

"Wouldn't dream of it, babe."

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Lincoln does Rowan's hair:

A nasty fall on some black ice left Rowan's arm in a sling for the next couple of weeks. She was still able to do most tasks by herself, except for one.

"Ow-" she yelps as Lincoln combs through one of her tangles.

"Sorry," he grimaces, easing the comb out of her hair. "This is the last knot, I swear."

"Do I fight in my sleep or something? How can my hair be this tangled?"

"I can confirm you don't do anything like that. You just snore," he snickers, his eyes full of mischief.

"I do not!"

"I have the video to prove it," he laughs even harder at her half-hearted glare.

"I still have one working arm to hit you with, y'know."

"Don't worry, I think your snores are cute," he soothes, kissing the frown off her lips. It takes a couple of kisses before she's ready to let go of her grudge. Then a couple more just because. "Better?"

"Mhm," she hums.

"Good. Now brace yourself. This last one looks gnarly." Lincoln sprays her hair with more water, then starts to comb at the ends. With some careful maneuvering, he's able to work out the last of her knots. His fingers expertly braid her hair just the way she likes, then pins it to the side. "And done! What do you think?" he asks, holding a mirror up to her face.

Rowan tilts her head from side to side, inspecting his work. "This looks great," she praises.

"The braid's not too tight?"

She lowers the mirror to look at him. "No, it's perfect. Thank you, baby."

"Anytime, love."

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#anon #ilw fic #my fic #ilw fanfic #100 follower special #it lives within #playchoices #choices #lincoln aquino #lincoln x mc #lincoln mcquoid #it lives beneath #it lives anthology #it lives in the woods #it lives series #ilitw #ilw #ilb

[evemorel]

Babe. Rate doomfist skins from best to worst

Hey! Thank you for this ask, this one is good. I like to ramble about Doomfist anytime. And yesterday while I was streaming I was mindlessly talking about his skins.

OW2 Original Skin 💋 Sorry, but I LOVE his redesign, I talked a lot about it. I love the way his ethnic look stayed the same, but they made him more neat, like without teared shit from his escape from prison lore. And the fur on his gauntlet is so cool, I kinda wish it was a little bigger.

Formal 🍸 I don't even have to talk about this skin. One of the best in the game. I love all of formal skins tbh (Maestro Sigma, Mafioso Junker Queen etc). He's hot, outstanding, breathtaking, he is the moment.

Talon 🔪 Red, Black, White - are my favorite colors, they are all combined in the skin. Also - "what's with the slutty little top" meme, lmao. And he's got hair in this skin, which is pretty cool ❤️. The protection stuff on his ding dong seems kinda funny tho

Saitama 🥊 I just love One Punch Man and Saitama is one of my favorite anime characters, it's a shame I missed the time I could get it though. Was too invested in HL fandom at that moment.

Kìnìún - ("Lion" - Yoruba) 🦁 Fuck I've just learned about this skin, this is really cool one. Scars on tiddie, hot. Also again. Black/Gold really compliment his skin color. Love it. Animalistic looks really suit him too. This man is a lion fr.

Leopard + Painted 🐆 Really liked them in OW1. Also for ZBRA and GetQuakedOn ❤️

BlackHand ⛓ This one will be staying on 7th place just because I spent my whole life in World of Warcraft. I love BlackHand's character too. But why they couldn't just give him pointy ears like orcs have? Good cosplay, Akande, but, you should pay attention to little details.

Avatar/Spirit 🌅 Very nice ethnic skins, but I have no Idea what they represent, I would love to hear someone explain or give me some links to read about.

General 🔫 He really reminds me of Lincoln Clay in this one. And I love my babygirl Lincoln. I feel like he and Doomfist would've been bros. Akande would try to corrupt him lmao.

Gladiator 🗡 It reminds me of Warlords of Draenor. And I have a lot of memories of this addon. But I don't like that his face is not showing in this one.

Carbon Fiber - I'm just a slut for blackwork tattoos.

Karate - Cool one, but too baggy, I need more skin lmao.

Thunder - This one is super cool, but I wouln't wear it personally. Too little of Doomfist himself in it. Like in Gods AU - maybe, yeah.

Bonebreaker - this skin is awkward and idk why.

Jötunn - no idea why they made this skin specifically for Doomfist. Why no slavic skins on Sombra? Lmao. Feels kinda off.

Swamp Monster - mmmmmm, maybe I should watch Shape of Water and change my mind? haha

Caution/Irin - No way.

Among Human characters, I feel like Doomfist has most skins that change his skin color and I hate it. I don't see any like good reason for this but, oh well, we have what we have. I'm not like trying to hate on Blizzard for this exact reason, but it's kinda weird to me.

#doomfist #akande ❤️ #akande ogundimu #overwatch

[theoriginaltortuga]

Main babe #2 Cordelia Vance

Cordelia Vance, otherwise known as Delia, otherwise known as my final girl

is cis and uses she/her 

is bisexual and biromantic

is Mexican-American, raised by her Puerto Rican step-father, Todd and speaks Spanglish fluently

her bio dad is a piece of shit who remembers he has a daughter maybe every three years, Delia hates his guts but still talks to him

dresses in the pink, preppy outfit and that is her main style, mostly plaid pants instead of skirts though

her only weapon is the omen bracelet cuz I had no diamonds, never takes it off, even to shower or sleep

her main LI is Tom Sato (pursues him aggressively but only has real feelings sock her in the face during the Lake Day festival) 

feels awful for Josephine and wishes she could have been released more peacefully, especially since she felt a kindred spirit in her grandma

loves Elliot so much and is too willing to burn the world down for him

saved everyone, even Parker and her grandpa

Got kidnapped by Loha, which was beyond rude and she will always hold resentment for it

is besties with Reina and Jeremy

gets along best with Lincoln of the ILW crew

and is cool with the ilitw crew but is coolest with Ava 

Fun Facts:

has severe anger issues (has gotten into multiple fights, tried to hit a girl in the head with a chair for saying Delia cheated off her test, punched multiple people in the face for leering/catcalling at her, got arrested for keying her cheating ex’s car...and popping a tire) 

has never served time  

gets violently irritated at little things, a former issue that only grew worse after both Power incidents

is now a kickboxer to vent her numerous issues

nearly got sent to live with a friend of her mom’s due to worry over Elliot’s safety which horrified Delia and got her to at least pretend to reel in her anger

was a track/soccer star in high school, but not popular due to other people’s fear

views horror movies as comedies, but watches sci-fi and actual comedies for Tom who does not find horror humorous or comforting

takes a lot of night swims in Pine Springs, cannot drown for reasons unknown (and maybe develops cool water powers)

favorite color is pink and favorite flower is daisies

makes bitchin’ flower crowns every spring

went to college to work in radio, more the tech side and loves it

found a group of zombie bunnies, bears, and elk in a patch of land near the lake and ropes Reina and Jeremy into making a semi-petting zoo

Thumper the Zombunny lives on and off with her or Elliot

@ila-appreciationweek​

#ilaw #ilb mc #my final girl!! #i actually have her in some horror movie verses and she is the final girl in all of them #oc: cordelia vance

[cascowriteswords]

When you have time please, the distracting kiss

Clarke loves Lexa to death. That has never been in question. They are best friends, soulmates, life partners - any term or phrase that can be used to describe two people unequivocally and unquestionably devoted to and in love with each other, that’s them. 

But she is not going to let Lexa win this game of cards. Not if there’s anything she can do anything about it. 

And there are definitely things she can do about it. 

It’s just a silly game of BS, with Clarke, Lexa, Raven, Anya, Lincoln, and Octavia all sitting around a table littered with empty paper plates from the pizza they’d just finished and half-finished beers. No one is betting any money and it’s not a serious game at all, but Lexa, with her uncanny ability to read people and her impeccable poker face, always wins. And Clarke loves Lexa to death but she kind of doesn’t want her to win tonight. Just to keep her humble, and because she thinks it’s really adorable when Lexa pouts. And, if Clarke’s lucky, maybe it will inspire her to reestablish her dominance later in their bedroom, once all of their friends go home. 

So she’s purposely distracting her. 

They’re both sitting crisscross applesauce on the floor in front of their sofa, laps conveniently obscured from view by the coffee table the game is being played on. About halfway through Clarke casually shifts her cards into one hand and drops the other on Lexa’s thigh. She lets another turn go by and then on the next, just after she puts a card down that is definitely not what she claims it to be, her hand creeps towards the apex of Lexa’s thighs. Her fingers brush the seam of the jogger sweatpants she’s wearing and she feels Lexa’s legs stiffen in surprise. She doesn’t call BS on Clarke’s card even though she can read Clarke like a book, well aware of all of her tells. 

It’s working. Clarke fights back the devilish grin that pulls at the corners of her mouth. 

The next time Clarke puts down a 3 that is actually a 9 she leans into Lexa and kisses her shoulder, letting her tongue poke out teasingly as she does so at the same time that she presses at the seam of her pants again, hard enough that she can feel the abundant heat beneath the thick cotton. Their friends are too busy sifting through their cards to notice the lascivious behavior but Lexa is absolutely affected by it. 

And then, a few turns later, the unthinkable happens - Clarke wins. 

Lexa huffs, letting her cards fall face-up on the table. “That’s not fair. You were distracting me the entire game.”

Clarke touches a finger to Lexa’s adorable pout. “Sorry, babe,” she says, even though she’s not sorry at all. “I’ll make it up to you later.” 

She seals the promise with a kiss on pursed lips that soften as soon as her lips touch them.

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