#the middle left photo here tho

[zeltqz]

having rindou as a clingy, needy fwb

content: safe sex, sexting, suggestive pics, rindou is a horny guy, needy guy, clingy guy, implied possessive rindou, fem!reader

a/n: ive been so inactive im so sorry guys i feel so bad :( uni has been literally kicking my BOOOOOTYYYY anyway enjoy this quick one shot with rindou :))

He’s bold.

You set the shopping bag down on the floor by your bed and began to unpack its contents, ready for a mini fashion show in front of your mirror when your phone chimed by your bedside table.

You were halfway with taking your top off when you heard the buzz and walked over to it and grabbed it.

rinnn wyd

You smiled at his random text message, eyes trained on your screen as you sat backwards onto your bed and texted back.

you Just came back from shopppinggg

Setting your phone down, you’re about to stand back up to head towards your mirror when he responds at lightspeed. Oh he must be so bored today, you snigger and decide to text him back.

rinnn What you get?

you Cant tell you thattttt Too personal

rinnn What was it? Lingerie?

you Oh um

rinnn No way. Pfft yeah right

you WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN????

rinnn Nothing i just cant see you in that at all

you Well its true 

rinnn Sureeee Lemme see it

you Ok wait one second

You stand up from your bed and walk over to your bag, grab the lacy bra and matching panties set and place it flat on your bed. It took longer than a second to snap the photo as you wanted it to look perfect and presentable so you spent longer actually wiping stray crumbs from your bed, closing your curtains to get perfect lighting, straightening out your bedsheets in order to get the perfect photo.

Once you were pleased, you hopped back onto your bed and sent the photo to Rindou. As expected, since it took longer than you said to send the photo he went offline and you huffed impatiently. Ten minutes later your phone was buzzing and you zoomed for it eagerly, only for your smile to fade when you saw his response.

rinnn Thats not what i meant

you WDYM?????

rinnn Did you get it for your boyfriend?

you You know damn well i dont have a boyfriend

rinnn Lmfao i know. just checking

you what???

rinnn Show me the fit tho

you I did

rinnn Put it on

you oh…OHH Sure okay…

You weren’t expecting that at all honestly. Yet the idea of putting it on for Rindou weirdly turned you on. You bit your lip and stared down at the lacy material laid on your bed and slowly began to strip off your shirt and bottoms. Once it was on, you quickly walked up to the mirror and examined how it looked on you. 

It was the cheapest matching set available in store and you weren’t rich by any means so it’ll have to do. You quickly grabbed your phone and snapped a photo of you standing in the mirror. 

The photo was horrible. You were stiff, awkward and you accidentally took the photo in the middle of blinking. You wanted to cry but you couldn’t find the confidence left in yourself to retake it, so you cropped your face out and sent the photo to Rindou without a second thought. 

It all happened so quickly that you failed to realise the gravity of what you just did until you saw Rindou read the message. Your eyes widened and you tossed your phone across the room, flopping instantly onto your bed and thrashing between the sheets for a minute or two to let your frustrations and anxieties out. 

It was the first time you ever sent someone intimate photos and you made a promise to your younger self that you’d wait until you were in an official relationship to do that. But here you were sending them to your best friend just because you wanted his approval for reasons that were beyond you.

Your phone buzzed minutes later and you peeked an eye open at your phone from across the room, took a deep breath then reached for it.

rinnn Damn u look so sexy right now

you Lol stop Thank you tho

rinnn Send another

you Desperate much?

rinnn Coming from the girl buying lingerie for herself

you Nothing wrong with that :( But fine wait

You feel exceptionally giddy when you stand up from your bed, your confidence rising back up in copious amounts as you waddle towards your mirror. This time, you recorded a short video of you from side to side, showing off your assets as seductively as you possibly could before sending it to him.

His response only spurs you on even more.

rinnn Would u kill me if i was hard rn

you Probably yes Flattered, but yes

rinnn How would u kill me?

you Choke you maybe. Or like suffocation and prolong it as long as i can

rinnn With your thighs? I wont mind that

Your face flushes as your thumbs freeze over your keyboard.

you OML YOURE SO HORNY I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT

rinnn Thats how i took it 

you Yeah i know, you weirdo

rinnn How would you suffocate me though?

you With my hands duhhhhhh. Actually maybe a pillow. More surface area.

rinnn You’ll be on top of me?

The image of you on top of him with your hands around his throat plagued your mind and you were lost for words for the third time tonight. It didn’t even occur to you that you were sexting your best friend.

you If that's how you want to go out then yes

rinnn It is

you Then i will

rinnn Good

You This escalated so fast Goodbye rindou 

He’s needy.

His phone is ringing. 

Rindou’s phone is ringing whilst he’s on top of you, lips kissing and sucking your soft skin just under your jaw as his cock thrusts slowly into you. Your hands are playing with his hair, running your fingers through them, scratching at his scalp when his cock reaches that spot inside you with enough force to tease, not satisfy you. 

You’d been begging him to go rougher, want to hear the loud slap of his hips against yours but he’d been so adamant on taking his sweet time, like his phone hasn’t been ringing for the last thirty seconds.

“Rinnnnnn,” you grumble irritatedly, the soft strokes you were doing on his hair now turned to a full on tug , as harsh as you could, with enough force to completely still his lips on your neck. 

He pulls away from you and lifts himself up onto his arms, looking down at you with a peeved expression on his face.

“What.” His hips still don’t still, thrusting ever so slightly into you but keeps on managing to hit that spot regardless and see your eyes roll as you bite down your lip to stifle a moan. 

Unlinking your arms from around his neck, you try to reach over to the bedside table but your arms are too short. Grumbling, you try to shift and Rindou just stills entirely, watching you grab his phone that was face down as it rang continuously for the last minute. 

Missed call: Dad

Missed call: Dad

Your eyebrows raise as you read the contact and turn the phone towards Rindou. He clicks his tongue, irritated your attention is off him and grabs the phone. 

“It’s just my old man, who cares?” He tosses the phone backwards on the bed, this time you can’t reach it if it rings again and his thrusts restart, slowly rolling his hips into your core.

“What if it's important?” you mumble, your voice shaky when he relowers himself on you, kissing your lips softly. “Rin—” Your words keep getting swallowed by his lips and he doesn’t stop kissing you until you finally give in. 

He grabs onto your hand and lifts it, nestling it on top of his head and moves your fingers to play with his hair. You got the hint and began stroking his hair again, loving the way he hums into your mouth whenever you tug at his hair.

You were finally submitting to him again, his phone long forgotten in your mind and he grins before pulling away from the kiss to reattach his lips back onto your neck, adding more to the marks he left on your neck prior.

“Rin faster please,” you whine, trying to lift your hips to feel his cock deeper inside you but he’s quicker. A firm hand pressing down on your hips to keep them flat on the bed.

“Stop being so needy,” he says, voice muffled as he doesn’t stop sucking down your throat. 

“I’m needy? Says the one who’s been kissing me and having me play with your  hair for the last—” You grab your phone that was under his pillow and check the time. You got here around five p.m and it's now close to six. “—hour.”

“Were you not complaining you barely get aftercare during sex? All those other boys you were with practically discarded you, now I’m doing it and you have a problem?” His hand runs on the underside of your right breast before cupping it, squeezing it in his hand, enjoying the way you shiver momentarily. “Make up your fuckin’ mind.” 

His tongue licks at your nipple and your body jerks briefly before stilling as he sucks on your soft nipple till it hardens. 

“That’s—not the same and you know it, Rin.” you huff, unable to think of a comeback; not when he’s treating you like this.  He chuckles and bites gently on your breast.

All you can think of as you toss your head back is the feeling of his soft lips on your breast, his tongue licking at your nipple, sending static down your entire body. 

His mouth is hot against your skin and you find yourself subconsciously lifting your chest higher to feel more of his mouth. 

Your hands grab onto his face and lift him to look at you before pulling him towards you for a kiss. His hand rests on the headboard behind you as your needy mouth moves against his. 

You take the time to run your fingers along his sides, dragging them along his bare back that’s far too clean for your liking, not enough scratch marks like usual. If only he’d actually fuck you like you wanted.

This time, your phone starts to ring beside you and you pull away, breaking the kiss and completely missing the way Rindou rolls his eyes as you instantly go to answer it.

“Hello?”

Bored, Rindou bends back down to your neck only to have you press your spare hand against his mouth, looking sternly at him and shaking your head.

“Oh hi Kakucho. Yes, Rindou’s with me.” 

Rindou gives you a confused look and you shrug before listening intently at your phone. “Oh really? Yeah, we’re not busy right now. I’ll tell him. Okay, bye.” You hang up and put your phone back on the bed.

“Why did you lie?” Rindou asks.

“Kakucho said he needs you for something. I don’t know what, he won’t tell me.” 

“Okay? I’m still busy though.” He pins you back down to the bed when you go to sit up. “I’ll fuck you for real this time. Let me finish.” 

As if to prove his point he shifts backwards, grabbing your ankles and lifting your legs to rest on his shoulder. He leans forward and his cock instantly slides deeper than before; you moan loudly.

 “Right there?” He rolls his hips again, testing. You nod rapidly, breathless and that’s all he needs before snapping his hips recklessly. 

Your walls flutter around the condom with each thrust and he can’t get enough of how good you feel around him. He buries his head between your shoulder and his pillow and listens to your moans, how loud and shaky they get when his hips press firmly against yours. 

“I’m close,” you say softly, biting down on your lip.

“Me too. Shit.” 

His orgasm comes faster than he’d expected, his seed spilling out into the condom when you moan his name softly as your own walls spasm from your own orgasm. He lays on top of you momentarily before remembering Kakucho’s call and reluctantly lifts himself off you.

He slides off the bed and you lift your jelly legs up to sit upright, watching him change back into his clothes. 

“What time will you be back?” you ask, resting your chin on your arm perched on top of your knee. 

“Not sure to be honest. I don’t even know what these people want.” He fixes his belt. “Why? You’ll miss me?” he adds with a smirk and you roll your eyes,

“Other way around Rindou.”

“Mhm sure .” Fully dressed, he fixes his hair that’s been ruffled from earlier. “C’mere.” 

You slide off the bed and walk over to him. He cups your cheek and pulls you closer, gently kissing you. 

You pull away after a few moments and push him towards the door. “Get out already. Stop stalling and go see your friends.”

He laughs before closing the door.

He can’t keep his hands off you.

Rindou has his arm wrapped around your shoulder, keeping sure your body is pressed against his side the entire party. If you wanted to get a drink, he’ll be with you with his arm around your shoulder. It’s a friendly gesture, what can he say? 

 If you wanted to play beer pong with his friends, his arm is around your hip, standing behind you, close enough so that your ass constantly brushes his crotch whenever you make any sort of movement. 

His friends all look at him like he can’t be serious. Ran can’t even think of a time he’s seen you without Rindou’s arm around you honestly. It’s gotten that far.

If you’re sitting on the couch, Rindou’s arm is around your waist, making sure you’re sitting as close to him as possible. What can he say, he just wants to make space for others on the couch. He’s a generous guy.

You’re currently in the bathroom, fixing your hair up to get ready to step into the pool. 

Rindou’s watching you as he sits on the edge of the bathtub, shamelessly running his eyes along your body in your bathing suit. You’re not oblivious to his staring, only used to it at this point. It’s not like you don’t stare at him too whenever he’s shirtless. 

It’s only admiration .

Rindou stands up and stands behind you as you take your earrings out, his chest right against your back as you look at him through the mirror.

“You good?” you ask, concerned. He’s been silent the entire time you’ve been changing.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” he murmurs, distracted by the thin strap of your bathing suit. He can’t help but wonder how something so thin can be sturdy enough to hold up in the waters. The last thing he wants is for it to come loose and have your entire chest exposed in front of all his friends.

“I dunno Rin. You’ve been really quiet since Sanzu mentioned swimming—”

“Isn’t this a little flimsy?” he cuts you off, ignoring you in favour of tugging at your strap.

“You think?” You tug at the other one and wonder. “I think it’ll be fine. Actually! Could you tighten the strings at the back?” You reach behind your back and gesture at it.

“Sure.” His voice is low as he unties the straps and begins tying them again but tighter. Halfway, he stops and you don’t notice until you’ve fully taken out your earrings, feeling your bikini top begin to slip. 

“Uh, Rin?” You feel him moving the straps off your shoulder but before you can question it, he’s turning you around and hoisting you up onto the bathroom counter. “Rin. What are you—”

He leans forward, entrapping in a kiss that has you shutting up instantly. His hand palms your breast through your bikini top that’s on the verge of falling to the floor. 

Your hands move to the side of his face and hold him close to you as he slips between your legs, his hand dropping to rest at your hips. His tongue plays with yours, licking into your mouth and you have to fight to keep the soft moan rising in your throat down as you ran your hands down the plane of his chest, gripping at the waistband of his shorts to tug him closer.

Your bikini top finally falls to the floor and it feels so good to have his hand caressing your bare breast. 

A loud knock at the door startles you; Rindou remains unfazed, only irritated at being interrupted. 

“What the fuck do you want?” Rindou yells at the door.

“We’re about to get in the pool. You guys coming or not?!” Sanzu yells back from the other end.

Rindou turns back to you and you shrug, not really minding what you do. His eyes drop down to your lips, your bare chest, your legs, then his dick that’s been hard in his shorts for the last five minutes.

“We’ll see you in a bit.” Rindou kisses you again, lifting you off the counter slightly to slide the rest of your bikini off.

“We’re busy right now.”

#—tr </3 #rindou haitani x reader #haitani rindou x reader #rindou smut #rindou x reader #tokrev x reader #tokrev #tokyorev x reader #tr smut #tr x reader #tokrev smut

[sorrowsofsilence]

Burning Out • VII

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader

I was lost, but now I'm found Under the lights and in the sounds So let us sing and sing it loud That we're not perfect, but we're proud of who we are.

Noah Sebastian is lost. His crime-filled lifestyle is anything but perfect; but everything changes once he meets you.

Words: 4.6k

Warnings: 18+, explicit language, violence, guns, car crash

Authors note: Chapter Seven - Redwine: eeeeeee, sorry this one isn't as long as most of them! It's very action packed and I felt like it was already a lot to digest tbh lol. I do hope you enjoy tho! Song is Redwine by unprocesses (10/10 recommend listening, especially at the end hehe) (I stayed up till 2am writing this which is very bad because I really should sleep but yolo!)

THIS IS A FANFICTION USING REAL PEOPLE IN A FICTIONAL SITUATION! I AM NOT IMPLYING THESE PEOPLE WOULD DO THE THINGS IN THE STORY OR ACT THE WAY THEY DO IN THE STORY IN REAL LIFE! IT IS FICTION! IT IS JUST FOR FUN! <3

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Noah jumped on the floor as his hair whipped around, feeling the intro and the crowd cheered, before he gripped the mic stand, preparing to sing.

“Mine immaculate dream Made breath and skin, I've been waiting for you Signed, with a home tattoo Happy birthday to you was created for you.”

I bobbed my head, proud as guests began singing along. It wasn’t until Noah’s voice became deeper and raspier with the chorus that I smiled wider, heart hammering as he sang, watching me periodically from the stand.

“Who do you need? Who do you love When you come undone? Who do you need? Who do you love When you come undone?”

The evening went on as the boys covered various songs, before getting ready to perform their last song for the night.

“Thank you guys so much for jamming along!” Noah yelled before sipping his water bottle, “It’s about to get heavy, so I want to see you mother fuckers headbang!”

The crowd cheered as Noah introduced Glass Houses, and the song began.

I banged my head with the music as their hair flew in spirals, pulling out my phone to record them.

As I opened my phone I saw a text message from an unknown number. Clicking on it my stomach immediately dropped as my limbs warmed with complete terror.

Los Angeles, hey? It’s about time we booked a vacation anyway. See you soon, my volto x

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The square room was grim and damp, the cracked cement floor and torn wooden walls uninviting.

It was a place rarely used, but necessary in times such as these. It had been almost a year since it held a visitor, but the chair chained to the ground in the middle of the room remained untouched, ready for its guest.

I nodded at the men who trailed behind me, dropping the duffle bag of items to the ground.

Stale air hung heavily and I smiled, the waves from the water outside echoing along the corridor.

The perfect place to keep a body.

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NOAH

After our performance finished the five of us left, packing ourselves and the equipment into the van.

Jolly, Ruffilo and Folio were extremely giddy, excitement radiating off of them. At first, I felt this way too, the adrenaline rushing through me from how well it went, and how receptive our audience was. We even had a few people take photos with us, something that surprised me.

But these feelings were short-lived once I noticed Y/N’s behaviour: anxious and detached.

Y/N barely looked at any of us after the show, and she silently waited in the car, eyes glued to her phone.

I waited to ask until we were on the road towards home, her body placed between me and Ruffilo in the middle row of the van. Nicholas noticed her off demeanour as well, his eyes flicking between me and her, nodding his head towards her as he silently cued me to ask what was wrong.

My eyes furrowed at him as I shook my head back, nodding at him to ask her. They’ve gotten close, he might as well do it.

Nicholas rolled his eyes as he shrugged his shoulders, nodding at me once more.

“What are you two doing?” Y/N sighed quietly, looking up from her phone and turning her head between the two of us.

“Uh,” I laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of my head, “well we are both a little worried about you,” I admitted.

Y/N stared at me intensely, chewing on her lip in contemplation. Her face scrunched as conflict arose on her features before she handed me her phone. The screen was bright against the midnight darkness that cascaded around the vehicle. I looked down at the message displayed on the screen, my chest pounding as I read the words.

“Do you know who sent this?” I asked as my eyes widened in worry.

“Sent what?” Nicholas leaned over Y/N, attempting to read the screen. I don’t know if Y/N told the boys what she told me; so I closed the phone, handing it back to her.

She opened the phone again before passing it to Nicholas, and his own face contorted before staring at Y/N, “Volto?”

Y/N sighed again, knowing she would have to repeat everything she told me earlier, “I have a lot to explain to you guys… but for now, I’m not sure who sent the message.”

“Well it has to be someone who knows about the mask,” I suggested before turning my attention to Jolly who groaned in annoyance, staring out the rearview mirror while he clutched the steering wheel.

“God damn asshole, riding my ass.”

Folio looked out the side mirror, matching Jolly’s tone, “What a dick.”

I ignored them, eyeing Y/N, “Do you think it’s one of the Fidelio guys?”

“One of the twins, probably,” She watched back carefully, her eyes becoming distant as she became quiet, “And if it is, I’m fucked.”

I shook my head, my hand trailing down to hold onto her thigh gently, “I will let nothing happen to you.” I squeezed my fingers reassuringly, “I’ll keep you safe.”

She gave me a warm smile as her arm began to shake from the anxiety.

“Can this guy seriously fuck off?” Jolly now growled angrily through gritted teeth, tapping the brakes firmly as a warning which sent our bodies forward from the momentum.

“Dude don’t break-check them,” Nick warned from the passenger seat, holding onto the dashboard, “They’ll hit the gear in the trunk if they smash into us.”

Y/N and Nicholas turned to look out the back window, glaring at the car that rode almost against our bumper. I peeked from the side mirror, watching the headlight’s blind reflection shine against us.

Jolly revved the engine, accelerating against the gas pedal to speed up in an attempt to get away. The car behind followed suit, pulling up to us once again.

I scoffed, leaning forward to look at the speedometer, “Jesus Christ. You’re going the speed limit, right?”

“Of course I am Idiot. I don’t know what this fucker’s problem is,” Jolly’s grip tightened on the wheel as he kept looking back.

“Just make a right,” Nicholas stated as he continued watching behind, “let them pass us; I don’t want anyone getting hurt. We can turn back after.”

Jolly groaned in frustration as he signalled in agreeance, turning at the next light. As we did, the car behind followed suit and we watched in confusion.

“Uh hello?” Jolly yelled, shaking his head. He took another right, and the car followed us down the street once again.

“Are they…following us?” I squinted at the mirror again intensely, eying the lights.

“Jolly,” Y/N said, her breath hitching, “Take another right…”

He agreed, and the car still followed.

“One more,” Her voice was quiet now, her hand slipping into mine. Y/N entwined our fingers nervously, her palms clammy. My heart twitched in awe that she wanted to hold my hand.

“If the car turns with us,” she said restlessly, “They’re following us… because then we will be on the same road as before.”

My leg bounced as I watched this unfold, Nicholas and I peering at each other as we turned right. I sucked in an anticipated breath as there were no lights following for a moment; but then the same car turned the corner, speeding up to us.

“Shit,” Jolly pushed the gas pedal, sending the car forward. Y/N turned to look at me with worry, and I couldn’t help but match her expression. I held her hand firmly, my other gripping the handle that hung from the roof.

“Do you think-” Y/N’s voice wavered as she clung to me, “It’s them?”

Nicholas watched, confused, “Who? What is going on?”

“Jolly, step on it,” Nick yelled.

“Actually I was thinking of pulling over and chatting- Of course I’m fucking stepping on it!” Jolly mumbled in miffed anger, turning again.

The street light up ahead flashed yellow and the van rumbled beneath as Jolly floored it to make the light in time. The chase intensified as he navigated through the chaos of the city. Y/N squeezed my hand nervously and leaned into my side.

“We need to get out of town- who knows what’ll happen if we have to stop at a red light,” Nicholas huffed, turning back and forth between us and the car.

“Well, I ain’t stopping at a red light regardless,” Jolly turned the vehicle again, our bodies swaying with the velocity, “but hold on.”

It was a race down the vacant streets as we hastily sped past various buildings. They became a blur, before completely disappearing once we reached the outskirts of the city.

“Folio,” I grabbed the back of his seat, pulling my face next to his, “Are the extra masks and guns still in the glovebox?”

Nick opened the glovebox and Y/N’s pills spilled out, rolling onto the floor. I frowned for a brief moment before watching Nick reach for the fabric that lay inside. He passed each of us a mask, except Y/N, before handing me the gun.

I pulled out the clip, checking that I had enough rounds. Clicking it back in, I slipped the black mask over my face, Nicholas and Nick following.

I peered at Y/N through the holes of the mask, her eyes widening with fear.

“What’s the plan?” Nick asked from the front, rummaging underneath the seat for a moment before pulling out another gun. He passed it to Nicholas, who slid it into his waistband.

I watched the car’s erratic movements as it swayed with us, mimicking our every twist and turn.

“Pull off the road and confront them?” Nicholas suggested, and I snickered, rolling down the window.

“Time to play a game,” I muttered, unbuckling my seatbelt.

“Noah-” Y/N gripped my wrist, holding me, “What are you doing?”

I pulled away from her grip, “Warning shots. Maybe get a tire or two.”

I turned my body so I was facing the back, before pulling my head out of the window. The wind whipped past the back of my body forcefully as the car drove hastily along the road, my arm wobbling through the instability of the speed. My other hand remained holding onto the handle inside, attempting to ground myself, to avoid falling out of the moving car.

I held up the gun, pointing it toward the car that trailed behind tauntingly. Without hesitating I pulled the trigger, my finger grazing the metal as it fired. My wrist moved subtly with the kickback and I watched the bullet bounce off the pavement before I shot another, now hitting the hood of the car. The metal twanged in response, small sparks flying.

The vehicle swerved, attempting to avoid my shots as I fired a few more. The drivers slowed down for a second before speeding up, ignoring my threat.

I snarled at their resilience, firing another shot that then flew into the left headlight, burning it out. The car sped up again, this time pulling up right into the bumper.

They were going to try and hit us off the road.

“Fuck,” I muttered angrily, slipping back inside the car. I clicked my seatbelt into place, checking Y/N’s and making sure it was secure.

“So clearly they’re not backing off!” Nick screamed through the sound of the engine, and Jolly yelled at him.

“No shit!”

With a surge of determination, Jolly gripped the steering wheel tightly and pushed down on the accelerator one last time, determined to escape the chaos unfolding behind us. My heart hammered as I watched Jolly push the van to its limits, and the race against time and fate left Y/N uneasy beside me.

“I can’t go fast enough in this piece of shit they’re gonna hit us,” Jolly blared, knuckles whitening, “Hold on!”

Jolly slowed in an attempt to brace for impact, and the car behind us rammed into our bumper, the screeching of tires filling the air as our vehicle swerved to the side. The world seemed to slow as our bodies swung, our van colliding with the car of the unknown. I reached for Y/N, our fingers barely able to entwine as my lungs collapsed, my breath escaping me in complete shock.

The air was thick with the smell of burnt rubber and gasoline, my mind in a haze. Our van spun into the cement barricade that bordered the highway and the impact sent debris flying in all directions, the shockwave of the collision reverberating within my body. Glass from the windows shattered around us, spraying like glitter in the moonlight as the impact jolted the five of us forward. Time was still as the turmoil unfolded in a split second, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

As my head throbbed and ears rang, the faint taste of blood lingered on my tongue. Dust and debris filled the air as whiplash consumed me, and I peered at Y/N whose body hung folded over the middle seat.

“Y/N-” I coughed, choking on the lack of oxygen that fought to fill my lungs. I reached for her, my knuckles torn from the glass. The world began to fade away as I pushed myself toward her, gripping her body.

“Y/N,” I yelled, and she groaned, her head flopping towards me. A trail of crimson trickled from her forehead, dirt coating her features. She coughed and sucked in a shaky breath, before her E/C eyes opened, landing on me.

“Noah,” She whispered, barely audible as she blinked slowly, coming to. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, and the shock of the situation hit like a ton of bricks as I remembered the situation seconds prior. Whoever hit us was surely going to get to us any second.

I pulled away from Y/N’s grip slowly, leaning down as my head spun, searching for the gun.

“Ruffles-” Y/N turned to him with worry, moving slowly as she placed a hand on both sides of his face, checking the cuts that dug into his skin.

Nicholas moaned in pain as he responded, and my eyes followed his gaze towards Jolly and Folio. Both airbags had exploded, their heads lying against the white canvas that was gradually beginning to deflate. Were they alive?

My heart raced as I gripped the gun lying on the floor, before attempting to push myself between the seats, a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, “Nick? Jolly?”

“What the fuck,” Nick murmured in pain and I sighed in relief once I heard his voice, before poking Jolly. He let out a loud grunt.

The van was in complete shambles, and I struggled to free myself from the twisted metal and broken glass that surrounded us. I kicked open the backseat door and crawled out of the car, my hands landing on the cool asphalt. The dimly lit surroundings cast eerie shadows, adding to the disorientation and vulnerability as I stood up, scoping out the scene.

The car that followed us was barely smashed on the other side of the road; both front doors opened once I was in view. A gunshot flew past my ear, ricocheting off the cement.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I muttered under my breath, ducking behind the wreckage of the van. I peered into the vehicle as Y/N rubbed her eyes, “They’re firing at us!”

Nick pushed the door open, his body rolling onto the ground, groaning, “The gun,” He swayed, pulling himself up, searching the car with a hand, “Ruffilo! Give me the gun!”

More shots were fired from behind and I covered my head, looking back at Y/N who hid in Nicholas’ chest, completely afraid. He gripped her tightly, protecting her head as he threw the gun to Folio, who cocked it, placing his back against the torn metal.

Jolly yelled at Nick to move as he crawled from the driver’s seat to the passengers, sliding out, and hiding behind the debris, “We need to form a plan!”

“There’s no time,” I growled, closing my eyes as my breath heaved from my chest, anticipating the worst as the shots got closer and closer, bouncing between the road and the metal of the car.

I got down on the ground, my knees rubbing against the rock as I peeked around what was left of the bumper. Amongst the dust from the collision two figures appeared from the smoke, their black suits slick and barely untouched- comical.

My eyes squinted in recognition as I looked at their heads, the slick silver sheen glinting from the moonlight. The muzzle was long, and the ears appeared sharp and pointy, followed by a set of painted black features.

Fox masks covered their identity, the two walking in sync towards us.

The article. The Twins.

“Noah-” Jolly hunched over, his breathing erratic as his tattered long hair peeked from beneath the mask he now slid over his face, “Who is it?”

My mind skimmed to a conclusion as I scooted back, “They’re here for Y/N. We need to get her away from here, or at least distract them till she can run.”

“N0,” Y/N pulled herself from Nicholas, tears streaming down her face. She peered out the broken window, a hand climbing to her mouth as she held it there in fear once she saw them, “You guys need to run. They want me, I don’t need you getting hurt.”

I shook my head, cocking the gun, “I told you I would protect you. I will not go back on my word.”

“No, you don’t understand,” She almost screamed in dread, “That has to be Kiean and Kade. They used to tell me if shit hit the fan, they’d turn to the fox masks.”

“What does that mean?” I shook my head in confusion, looking at them once again before turning my attention to Y/N.

“They twisted an old Indigenous legend of the fox twins,” She said, watching them as she spoke, “instead of the twins growing as heroes from their demise, they strive for revenge.”

I pulled at the fabric that covered my face, readjusting it before standing up. I dropped the loaded gun next to my foot, before revealing myself from behind the car.

“Noah!” She yelled, but I continued walking out, holding my hands up.

The one on the right pointed the gun at me, my throat aching from the adrenaline as I heaved nervously.

“Where is she,” His voice was muffled from the mask, deep and antagonizing as he held the threat menacingly.

I shook my head, hands held up high in surrender, “Who the hell are you talking about?”

“You think I’m stupid?” The man scoffed, turning his head to look at his companion before back at me.

“You assholes were following us. I don’t know who you’re talking about and what you want.” my demeanour was cold, and overly calm considering the circumstances. I was a ticking time bomb, ready to lunge at any second.

A deep laugh erupted behind the same mask, “I will shoot you. Get her out here.”

I scoffed, lowering my hands, “Look, we don’t have anything you want. So, I think we’re done here.”

The gun pointed toward me clicked, and I swallowed harshly, staring at the barrel.

“Y/N,” The man said, her name foreign and vile as it trailed from his mouth. He knew she was there.

I dared not to look at the car behind me, but I noticed a figure move from my peripheral. No Y/N, don’t.

“Again,” I laughed, mocking them with stupidity, “There’s only four of us- and this Y/N person isn’t one-”

The man then took quick steps forward with the gun, and before I knew it Y/N shouted, exposing herself as she stood in front of me, guarding my chest.

“NO!”

Fuck.

The fox tilted his head as the gun was now placed in front of Y/N’s forehead, her shoulders heaving with her erratic breaths. Her arms were out protectively toward the men as she placed herself between death and remorse; the other gun from the car within her grasp. My stomach swirled with unease and liability.

Seconds felt like minutes as we stood there; but finally, his weapon lowered, arm slowly resting against his side. His free hand reached underneath the bottom of the plastic that covered his head, peeling off the layer of false anonymity.

Dull green eyes met mine, the repulsion behind them dissolving me from the inside out. His gaze was almost feral as his lip turned into a snarl at my presence; he didn’t dare look away as he spoke.

“This?” he scoffed, appalled, “You moved on to this piece of shit?”

The wavy head of dirty blonde hair that sat on his head was paired with a straight upturned nose, slight facial hair, and a nose ring. He was the definition of a pretty-white boy surfer, and my eyes narrowed.

“Fucking whore.” He spit as he then stared at Y/N, his jaw clenching. The muscles in his neck tightened as he watched her viciously.

“Kade,” The next voice warned, and I peered at the twin who stood behind him. As he took his mask off I swore I heard Y/N gasp ever so lightly, the gun in her grasp lowering slightly.

This man looked almost identical to the one looming over us; except his hair was to his shoulders, the top tied back into a small bun. His eyes seemed softer- gentler. The emerald gaze was more vibrant as he stared at her; until he met mine.

“Please,” Y/N’s voice wavered, “Let him go. Take me, but let him go.”

“Why?” Kade laughed, tapping the gun against his thigh, “you care about him?”

Kade stepped forward, and Y/N stepped back, pushing into my torso.

“Hmm?” He taunted.

“I- you don’t need to do anything irrational,” She held up her hands. She was afraid.

“This your new toy?” The blonde’s words began digging into her, but his eyes remained on me.

She hiccuped, holding her hands up in front of her face in defence as he got closer to us.

“You’re fucking him now?” He roared.

“K-Kiean,” She stuttered, almost in a plea toward the other twin.

Kiean.

As I went to move in front of her, the back of Kade’s hand swung into Y/N’s head, the handle of the gun cutting the skin above her lip. She clutched her face as she stumbled backward, falling onto the asphalt. The gun slid across the road.

Anger rose from my chest instantly, “Don’t you fucking touch her,” My voice dripped with venom, and without thinking I held my arm up, sending a forceful blow into the side of Kade’s neck.

As if a bomb went off, he lunged for me, my back sliding onto the cement as he fell on top of me, “I want to see your pathetic face,” He screamed, his anger ripping from his throat as he began punching my chest, clawing at the fabric that covered me.

The air I had left was dispersing from my lungs as I began rolling with him, punching him back.

“Noah!” Y/N screamed as she scrambled to her feet, running toward me; but the other twin grabbed her, caging her in his arms. She thrashed aggressively, attempting to free herself.

I heard the shuffling of footsteps from the side and Jolly appeared, throwing himself into Kade’s body. Nick was right behind, picking me up as Nicholas ran toward Y/N and Kiean.

A gunshot ripped through the air and everybody froze, my ears ringing with anticipation.

Time slowed once again as I looked up at Y/N.

Kiean held Y/N firmly, the gun pointed at her head. Tears of terror began brimming her eyes as she grabbed at the suit covering his arm.

I exhaled quickly as I watched Y/N; the fear in her eyes radiating back at me- hopeless. I shook my head, licking my lips in panic; I needed her. It took everything in me not to run toward her as the gun pressed vehemently into her skull.

“Don’t move,” Kiean said, slowly backing towards the car. Kade quickly got his feet, scurrying away from Jolly and following his copy. Kade grabbed the gun that Y/N had dropped, pointing it toward the four of us.

“Noah-” Y/N cried, her body convulsing in her captor’s arms as he dragged her closer to the car.

Her lips trembled as she screamed her last word before Kiean put her in the car, “Run.”

Kade began to fire at us and we ducked, running back to the smashed van for shelter as bullets flew past us. My heartbeat pounded in my ears as adrenaline washed through me once again. I wanted to yell, I wanted to cry. I wanted to run to Y/N, and I wanted to tell her it would all be okay.

But I couldn’t- she was gone.

And I was a coward.

A useless fucking coward.

The gunshots ceased as the engine revved, doors slamming as the sound of wheels spinning out filled the midnight scene. The car began racing down the road, taking Y/N with them.

My saving grace.

Our heavy breathing was all I could hear as I squeezed my eyes shut, an angry scream crawling from my lungs. I threw my mask to the grounds.

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The leaves crunched beneath my feet as I waded, tears brimming my eyes. I placed the white flower on top of the stone, sighing as I sniffed and sat down. The dying grass was wet beneath my legs, but I didn’t care.

“It’s been a while,” I whispered, lowering my head towards my deaf listeners. The breeze swirled through my hair, my brunette locks swaying gently with each gust. I zipped up my black jacket, placing my hands into the pockets.

“I met a nice girl,” I laughed ever so softly, her image filling my mind. I closed them once the memory of two nights ago crashed through her smile, blurring the good and bad.

“And I already fucked up,” I wiped my nose as my throat tightened, “I tainted her.”

The wind whistled between the graves as if responding.

I picked at the grass for a moment, playing nervously with the strands I pulled from the dirt, “she’s gone. I don’t know how to find her.”

My vision blurred as silent tears fell, and my head bowed again.

“I miss you, mom.” I used my sleeve to dry my cheeks, “and you, dad.”

The three of us sat in silence, the trees above the cemetery singing with the autumn air. I spoke to them for a few more minutes. I tried to make it quick, knowing that if I stayed longer I wouldn't be able to leave.

“I hope you get to meet her someday,” I murmured as I stood, dusting off my pants.

“I’d like to hear about this girl.”

My stomach dropped as I whipped around in alarm, my heart thumping rapidly once I met his silver completion.

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U̧̢̼̹͓͇̮͈͕̰͑͗ͭ̂̐̓̾̇̑̀̑̌̅̈͟͢͞Ń̷̙͎͍̘͈̰̫̫̭̼͇̻̱͈̝̇͐̌ͧͥ̅͑̏̈̐̉ͫ͝͡͠K̷̴̷̸͇̤̝̥͓̤̖̣̇̏ͭ̇̇̍ͨ͞_̸̸̨̡͎̭̄NͨO̅͆WͨŅ̷̢̮̣̰͚̝̮ͫ̑̾ͤ͌̉̀ͧͪͅͅ

Soon, I’ll kill my final piece of evidence… and soon, I’ll have control of Fidelio.

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We couldn’t save our lives but we’re here Drunk and fucked up so in love what we once had Now it’s over, one last time here On the streets but they lead nowhere Time and time again we were not thankful for our gifts Things we took for granted like a sweet kiss on your lips We could have been at the start of our days but it ends Stories have been told You’re so pretty when you’re drunk In a world like that

Chapter 8

#bad omens #noah sebastian #bad omens cult #bad omens band #noah sebastian davis #burning out fanfic #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #nick ruffilo #sorrows of silence #burning out #crime #crime fanfic

[graneymar]

HII can you do a jealous neymar? Thank you!

#9. NEYMAR: JEALOUSY JEALOUSY

SUMMARY: Neymar is getting jealous because one of his friends seems to like you a little too much

WARNINGS: none

PAIRING: Neymar x fem!reader

"Oh God, that guy, Gabriel Medina, he’s literally so hot! Have you already met him?", Nessa, my best friend, asked and held up her phone, a picture of Gabriel on her screen. "Yeah, last time we were in Brasil I've met him a few times. He's really nice", I told her as I prepared Neymars favorite salad for him. He would be home from training soon. "I am having the biggest crush on him, literally. Next time you're going to Brasil and get to meet him you gotta take me with you", she insisted, "Why have you never talked about him before? I usually know when you're hanging out with Neys friends." The moment she finished her sentence, my phone lit up. An instagram notification. Speak of the devil and he appears. Gabriel replied to my insta story.

"The weather in Paris looks shit, you better move your ass to São Paulo soon 😏 jk. Tell me when you're here again tho!"

I never really knew how to react to Gabriel acting this way. Was he actually flirting or just trying to be nice and funny? I knew most of Neymars friends and none of them acted like this, at least not around me. I glanced up at Nessa and handed her my phone, "That’s why I prefer not to talk about him - at all." Nessas mouth fell open as she read the message. "Y/N, he obviously laid his eyes on you! Does Ney know about it?" I shook my head from left to right quickly. We were together for nine months now, but I still didn't feel good about talking negatively about one of his closest friends. Plus, Gabriel meant a lot to him, I didn't want to be the reason their friendship would come to an end. "Neymar doesn’t know anything about it and I don't want him to know, at least not yet", I answered her question and heard something drop onto the ground. I slightly turned my head to find Neymar standing in the door frame, his training bag on the floor next to him. His eyes said more than a thousand words. He must’ve heard us. "Hi babe, how was training?", I rapidly put on a fake smile to hide my shock. No reaction from his side. "Uhm, I made you your favorite salad! Are you hungry?" He watched me for a few seconds, my nervousness rising, before he finally spoke up. "I don’t know about what? What is it that you don’t want me to know?" I gulped, my heartbeat skipped a beat. Nessas eyes kept on wandering between us until she decided to get up from her seat. "I'll just leave you two alone", she shyly said, "Have a nice day!" And with that, the front door was closed behind her. Neymar still stood in the door frame, his eyes literally looking right through me, the silence in the room was unbearable. "Are you going to tell me what you’ve been talking about now or do I have to find out another way?", he said, his voice calm yet mad. I bit the side of my cheek, not sure what I was supposed to do. I unlocked my phone and went on instagram in order to show him mine and Gabriels chat, but I got cut off in the middle of doing so. "Seriously? You're going on fucking instagram now?", Neymar raised his angry voice. My body twitched at his tone. I put my phone onto the kitchen counter and pushed it to Neymar, Gabriels message already visible. I followed his eyes reading every word, but I wasn’t able to read his facial expression. He then took my phone and scrolled through the chat, reading about how Gabriel called me beautiful, saying I should come back to São Paulo, sending me songs and a lot of - mostly shirtless - photos of himself. "Block him", he suddenly said. I looked at him in disbelief. "Ney, he’s one of your best friends. Don’t you think it’ll be awkward when I see him again after I blocked him?" He handed me back my phone and looked me straight in the eyes. "Who says you’ll see him again? I won’t let that bastard get near you." I shook my head from left to right, "Don't talk about him like that, he’s still one of the closest people to you."

"You really think I'll act like everything is alright after this son of a bitch tried to get to my woman? He better pray to God I won't see him next time I'm in Brasil. He really thinks he can pull whoever he wants with his sparkly eyes, adorable smile and bodybuilder body. Always acting like Mister Charming and being oh so funny. You can try to pull whoever you want, but not my girl." I tried to hold it back, but couldn’t stop myself from quietly giggling. He looked at me all confused. "What’s so funny?"

"Is someone getting jealous?", I playfully raised my brows at him. "Me? Jealous? Of who?", he replied, trying to deny what was obvious. "I quote: his sparkly eyes, adorable smile, bodybuilder body." Neymar shrugged. "So what? I'm still better. He doesn’t even come close to me." His lips were pouted and his eyes wandered to the ground as he was speaking. "Aw babe", I started, positioning myself right in front of him and wrapping my hands around his neck, "You are the most attractive, truly the most handsome man I've met in my whole life. No one makes me laugh like you do. You make me the happiest and I couldn't imagine a better boyfriend than you." I smiled and kissed his lips gently. His facial expression softened as he placed his hands onto my waist. "Just block him, ok?"

"Your wish is my command", I nodded before pecking his lips once more.

#neymar #neymar jr #football imagine #football imagines #imagine #imagines #neymar imagine #neymar imagines #neymar fanfic #neymar jr fanfiction #neymar jr imagines #neymar jr fanfic #neymar jr imagine #neymajr #neymarjr #neymar x y/n #neymar x reader #neymar x you #neymar junior #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr x you

[chrissturniolosbitch]

fic idea !!

reader thinks chris is cheating in her but finds out he isn’t, then he comforts her and makes it up to her😏😏😏😏😏

YOURS TRULY

a/n: this was requested by my baby KATIEEE

summary: y/n thinks chris is cheating on her but when she finds out he isn't then he makes it up to her.

warnings: hate, angst, smutty smut, language, and sex.

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Chris has always told me to ignore the hate comments, and his fans that 'dont like me.'

He tells me that there just 'jealous' and that 'they want to be you.'

I never felt this way tho.

Yesterday nick asked me if i wanted to be in this fridays instagram photo dump, "sure!" i said happily.

tonight I was going through the comments that we posted on the insta post. I scrolled the whole way down.

'why the fuck is she here?'

'shes tryna steal my man huh?'

none of these comments bothered me alot, but there was on particular comment that really got to me...

'i hope she knows chris is cheating on her ugly ass🤣'

8,391 likes?

'i knew he was cheating on me.' i thought to myself. God im so fucking stupid. I shouldve known.

Why would a man like chris want to be with a girl like me y/n?

tears started to form in my eyes, and my throat started hurting.

I got up from the couch, and started to walk down the steps to chris' room.

When i got there i knocked on the door, "come in!" he yelled loud enough for me to here. I opened the door and the tears from my eyes started falling.

"Baby?" he said getting up from his bed running over to me, "whats wrong y/n? talk to me mama?" he said caressing my cheek, and grabbing my jaw forcing me to look at him, "a-are you cheating on me chris?" i said hesitant.

He looked at me for a good 10 seconds before he started speaking, "why would you ever think that y/n." he said furrowing his brows. More tears started falling down my cheeks.

chris finally put 2-and-2 together.

"you fucking believe them?" he said chuckling at his remark, "w-what?" i said looking up at him wiping the tears fron my face, "you believe those bitch ass kids in our comment section?" he said pulling me to his bed, sitting me down.

"no chris, i mean. Yes?" i said playing with the rings on my fingers, "here" he said handing me his phone. I looked up at him confused.

"cmon take it" he said waving his phone at me.I grabbed his phone, and looked back up at him.

i already knew the password so I opened it, and started going through his stuff.

messages✅

snap✅

instagram✅

photos✅

I shut his phone off, and looked up at him. He had one hand on his hip with a smug look on his face, "see baby. Youre the only girl i want." he said smiling at me.

I starting laughing at chris, and myself. Why would i believe anything his 'fans' say half of them fantasize about him anyways?

"c'mere" he said laying down beside me practically in the middle of the bed patting his lap. I turned over and straddled him.

"let me make it up to you." he said flipping us over. I felt the familiar heat start to grow in between my legs, "lets get to work then" i said. As soon as those words left my mouth he started kissing me

When he got down my neck, and too my chest he tugged at my shirt. I nooded. He pulled my shirt off, "no bra huh?" he said smirking. I shook my head giggling at his comments.

He started kissing my chest grabbing my left boob, taking my nipple into his mouth, i moaned loudly at his action. He suddenly put his hand over my face detaching his mouth from my tit, "shh baby, you dont want anyone to hear us." he said reattaching himself to me.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

He moved over to my right boob and showed it the same amount of love he showed the other.

moving on from my chest, down my stomach causing butterflies to float in it, and to my aching heat.

"may i?" he said looking at me with doe eyes, "please chris, fuck" I said bucking up my hips waiting impatiently for him to touch me.

He pulled my pants, and lace white panties off in one swift moment I shivered at the cold touch on my now bare body.

Chris immediately started eating me out like i was his last meal. I arched my back, and dug my hands in his hair moaning quietly, he groaned at my taste, "fuck mama you tase so good" he said diving back in for more.

He started tongue fucking me, swirling his tongue around my clit, and folds.

I felt a familiar knot forming in my stomach, "chris im gonna- fuck im gonna cum" i said pulling harder on his hair, "go ahead baby, cum on my face." he said circling his tongue faster than ever over me.

waves of pleasure washing over me. The knot in my stomach begging to be untied.

Chris sure did know how to work his tongue because in one swift moment i was releasing all over chris' face, and tongue.

"fuck baby" he said as he began licking my cunt clean, i bucked my hips at the sensitivity, "i know baby im sorry" he said as he ran to the bathroom grabbing a wash cloth.

He started wiping me up. When he was done he grabbed me panties, and a fresh love crewneck to put on.

"baby" i said tired, "i wanna make you feel good too." i said as my eyes starting closing, "theres always tomorrow" he said chuckling, as he layed beside me, "plus tonight was supposed to be for you my love" he kissed my cheek, and lips.

"thank you chris, for always making me feel good. Not just sexually" he laughed at my statement, "but mentally. You mean so much to me baby i love you." i said giggling at him.

"thats what im here for right" he pulled me into him spooning me.

We kissed on last time before we fell asleep.

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rq by: ( @kvtie444 )

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo edit #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #sturniolo x reader

[sixxrock666]

Can you write a Nikki Sixx imagine for new years, I know this is a late request so don’t worry about rushing you can take however long you need :)

I wasn’t sure what exactly you wanted so here’s a lot of fluff with Nikki on a new years eve. Hope you don’t mind i added a fun scene with all of the members…crossing my fingers you’ll like it :)…it is pretty short tho so sorry about that

★ new year

You were currently on your way to the new years party the guys were talking about these past few weeks, walking with Nikki and the guys, with Nikkis hand draped over your shoulder keeping you close and warm.

You all were slightly intoxicated from the alcohol you already drank at Vinces place, so it was no surprise when Tommys shout interrupted your peaceful walk.

"Dudes there's a photo booth we've got to go in there"

Mick rolled his eyes ready to protest but Vince was already excitedly following Tommy to the booth.

"fucks sake" Mick grumbled out but ended up following them anyway like the responsible parent.

Nikki laughed to himself before pulling you along.

Ever since you started dating Nikki you became really close with the guys and you’d dare to say they were your family. They filled your days with endless laughs and happiness and you were so thankful for them despite all the casualties they caused.

Tommy was the first to get in the booth placing himself in the corner. Mick went after him along with Vince, which left Nikki the free chair in the middle. He sat down and pulled you on his lap.

Vince reached over to put in the money and start the machine up but in the process he ended up butting his hand into Nikkis head and his elbow into Micks stomach so all hell broke lose before you even got to take the picture.

Mick was letting out curse after curse, Tommy was trying to get to calm down Vince but made it worse, while Nikki stoot up, trying to get back at Vince and somehow you got pulled up along with them.

After you all calmed down you realized the pictures were already done, already taken. You caught Vinces eye, the look of pure horror on your faces... the pictures were done.

You all tried to scramble out of the small space to see what came out of this at once. Which considering the small door was a horrible idea.

You were the first to get your hands on the photos and oh god.

Somehow the first picture consisted of a blurry Tommy and Nikki launching onto Vince, then the second one was you getting pulled up by Vince with Mick looking ready to kill you all. And in the last photo you weren't really sure what was going on because all you could see were blury bodies and hands sticking out everywhere.

Suddenly Tommy snatched the picture out of your hands and just started laughing like crazy while showing it to the other guys. Heck they were crazy but you loved them so much and wouldn't trade this for anything.

Tommy carefully put the picture away and swung his arms around you and Nikki, nestling himself in the middle. Vince joined yourside ruffling your hair and Mick stuck to to Nikkis side as you made your way to your destination.

☆彡𐬿𐮛⁂☆✯𐮙𐬾

You were finally able to get away from the party with Nikki, you were both running up the stairs hand in hand while trying not to fall over, with alcohol flowing through your veins.

You two were giggling like crazy as Nikki almost threw himself at the door when you reached the top. You helped him steady himself and open the door to the roof top.

Nikki led you to the ledge and he looked absolutely breathtaking. His dyed black hair looked as fluffy as ever. The moon haze shone on his eyes making them look ethereal. His smile lit up his whole face and you felt that fuzzy feeling in your chest know he was the one. Your Nikki.

"C'mon what are you thinking so hard about love"

Nikki said as he pulled you towards him, your back to his chest with his arms wrapped around you.

"Nothing I'm just really happy" you barely whispered out. Nikki nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck and placed soft kisses along your neck, while his hands caressed your hips lovingly.

"I'm glad"

You couldn't be more happy with Nikki besides you, the rest of the boys somewhere around and the dark sky, lit up with stars all over with the muffled music coming from downstairs. You found solace in the moment.

Nikki suddenly perked up as you both heard the countdown starting.

He spun you around and looked you straight in the eyes while his face was plastered with the most sincere smile.

He placed his hand on your cheek, pulled you closer and rested his forehead momentarily against yours. The look he gave you was filled with nothing but pure love and adoration. You were his.

"4, 3, 2, 1,.."

Nikki pulled you in a sloppy kiss while holding you firm, his hands on your hip and cheek. The fireworks went off in the distance, the sound muffled but neither of you cared much because all you two could feel was each others warm skin.

He could still taste the remaining cherry cola chapstick you always used and he could feel you smile into the the kiss. He had everything he ever wanted and dang it if this won’t be the best year till now he doesn't want it.

He lightly deppened the kiss, his hands slowly moving downward towards your ass as his tongue found his place in your mouth.

When you had to catch a breath you pulled away laughing and throwing yourself on him, arms around his neck as he lifted you off the ground and spun you around before stopping and laughing along with you.

Nikki placed a short, sweet kiss on your forehead and pulled you back in the hug as his calloused hands started stroking your hair.

"fuck i love you so much" he whispered as he squeezed you thighter afraid you’d disappear.

"i love you" you said back, with the fireworks still going off.

☆彡𐬿𐮛⁂☆✯𐮙𐬾

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx x you #nikki sixx imagine #nikki sixx fanfiction #nikki sixx x reader #nikki #motley crue #motley crue x reader #rockstars #mick mars #tommy lee #vince neil #motley crue fanfiction #fanfiction #imagine

[zapazai]

Gonna talk about how much I love this photo for a second cause its so perfect

So obviously this is from when mickey goes to see Ian in the club for the first time. Ian is very standoffish and yk don't really talk to mickey. Mickey is trying to bring Ian home we all know what's going on.

Anyway. First, i wanna talk about the colours or more the prominence of one colour, red. Red has connotations of love and anger so it's think it's so perfect for this scene. Mickey and Ian love each other, but over that, there is sure to be some anger along with that. I think the fact their angry towards stems from love makes red even more perfect. When I say that it stems from love, I mean from mickey marrying svet ofc. The wedding wouldn't have happened if mickey didn't love ian enough to even invite him to stay round ian wouldnt be so hurt if he didn't love mickey. It's all love. More than just love and anger, tho red often represents betrayal. Not that I think either of them betrayed the other, but I can see how they both might feel that way. Mickey because Ian left when he needed him and Ian because mickey married svet in the first place but also cause he didn't ask him to say.

Okay next, there is a very clear emotion split between them here. Mickey is reaching out and Ian is pulling away, they're divided. AND U CAN SEE THAT WITH THE LIGHT BEAM. isn't that just so good?? The light cuts right through the middle of them almost like a wall. AN EMOTIONAL WALL. Ian has his walls up around mickey cause he's feels betrayed and angry at the man he loves. That like circles back to the colour red and how it fits so perfectly. Spliting mickey and Ian up rn is a wall of anger and love and betrayal.

I love how Ian is very clearly looking away from mick, whereas mickey is trying to make eye contact with Ian. This just shows even more how unresponsive Ian is to mickey. Ian has light on his face and mickeys looking at that. Mickey is quite literally looking at the light. Light is hopeful, love filled , bright, and positive. Just as much as mickey is searching for ians eyes here, I also think he's searching for light in Ian. Mickey needs Ian rn, but ian isn't himself. He's looking for the isn he knows and to mickey Ian is light.

Mickey is in only shadows. This could be a few things like Ian wasn't looking for mickey. U don't look for dark yk u look for light. And obviously, mickey isn't in the stream of light. Mickey wasn't the one who put up the wall, so he's behind it.

Anyway, I think way too much about this random picture and probably doesn't have any actual meaning. This is just me being extra about gallavich cause I love them. Also Ians side profile is actually gorgeous.

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Editing this ig cause i just got an ask saying if was a photo Edit so credit to @samantitheos for changing my life with this

#gallavich #im going insane #ian and mickey #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #s4 gallavich #they make me crazy #i need to stop talking

[icedfini-tea]

•Imagine, Idol!reader thats also a pirate, their crew is basically their whole staff( /first fan base) and their right hand man as their manager. Reason why they became a pirate in the first place is that they just go wherever they want to have a concert and just…trespass, even tho they can just get a permit, but wheres the thrill in that?

•Idol!reader has a huge fanbase since they go around the seas to perform. Their concerts in the East blue is more tame since most of the fans there are teenagers and kids alike while on the North blue,,, theres no limit of what a performer can do ;). (South and West blue are one the middle)

•Sometimes they do collabs with other artists/musicians, like uta. When the announcement of their collab got announced and spread world wide, not even a day, almost all of the people celebrated (esp their die hard fans) in joy since- hello?? Two of the infamous idols are gonna do a music together and perform!

•The concerts of theirs is randomly vogue. since they don’t give schedules or any heads up to the people. the most they can do is give a singular clue to their fans and the rest is for them to solve (cause of the marines), Its like an investigation of when and where their next concert will be. If you got the info’s right then enjoy the show! If not then better luck next time ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ .

•Since they have a high bounty, the marines always keep track of them whenever they left a clue, sometimes they would be right and crash the show (just like how they crashes soul king’s performance) but most of the time,,,, not so much, since they’re cheeky like that.

•They have their own light sticks and merch like those kpop groups. Fans can collect photo cards (some are limited), keychains, stickers, pins, etc. reason why they have the budget of effects and other stuff.

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“Holy shit man, i cant believe we got to see them in live!” “Damn theres so many people here” “The code they gave for this concert is confusing as shit but i still managed to crack it!” “Your sacrifice for sleep will not be in vain brother”

as more people came to the venue to watch others kept chatting amongst themselves waiting for the performance to start.

Meanwhile a ship with a lion’s head approached an island, the sound of many voices chattering captivated the crew’s attention. Luffy, always one to follow his instincts, leaped to his feet, his eyes alight with curiosity.

"Hey, what's that sound?" he exclaimed, pointing toward the shore.

Nami, peered through her binoculars and grinned. "Looks like there's a concert happening on the island. Let's check it out!"

Excited at the prospect of new entertainment, the Straw Hats disembarked onto the lively island. Crowds of people gathered around a grand stage, where colorful lights danced to the rhythm of the music. The source of the beginning melody stood at the center of the stage, captivating the audience with their captivating voice and mesmerizing performance. The crowd roared with excitement as the show progressed.

“Oh my, how lucky we are to watch their live performance” The woman chuckled

“huh? What do you mean about that robin?” The reindeer tugged the woman’s hand, Robin then looked down at chopper

“ A legend among the seas, whose fame transcended oceans and boundaries. With their captivating charisma and unmatched talent, she held sway over the hearts of both pirates and civilians alike.” She then looked back at the stage seing the idol perform.

“Their voice carried the weight of countless adventures, each note resonating with the spirit of freedom and adventure.” As her story ended, the rest of the straw hats that were listening to her went back to the idol singing.

“YOHOHOHO, i couldnt believe i get to meet the infamous idol so soon!”

“Seems like it’s our lucky day!- wait where’s sanji?-“ ussop then looked around when suddenly

“LOVELY IDOL-CHAAAAAAAAAN~~~” popped out of nowhere holding two light sticks on each hand and a whole bag of merchandize in his back

“WHERE- AND HOW DID YOU EVEN MANAGE TO GET ALL THAT STUFF-“ ussop screached

“WOW! THIS CONCERT IS VERY SUUUUPEEEERRR!” As franky did his usual pose

“WAAAAH! LOOK AT ALL THOSE LIGHTS AND CONFETTIS!” chopper looked around amazed

“ tch, its theres too many people here..” zoro grumbled

“Well what do you expect from a very famous idol” nami smiled watching the performance

“We couldn’t go back now since theres too many people blocking the way, so lets just enjoy the show” jimbe chuckled abit at zoro

“Then ill make a way” before he pulls out one of his sword he then got bonked

“ARE YOU THAT HARD HEADED!?” Yelled nami and sanji at the same time

As the crew kept chatting/bickering while watching the performance, Luffy couldn’t help but wonder why the idol performing looks someone familiar he met before his adventure to be the pirate king. But in the end he just shrugged it off and continue enjoying the lively atmosphere of the concert with his crew.

#one piece x reader #one piece #straw hat pirates #x reader #one piece imagine #one piece scenario #one piece drabble

[accio-victuuri]

winter solstice happiness 🥟❄️

aside from their studios posting very close to each other, which is something we will now be monitoring lol. seriously. they just did it last 12/15 and now again? hahahahahaha! i like the idea tho that some are saying, how this is a reward for bxgs who are working hard for these damn weibo tickets! anyway, here are other things we have noticed from today.

nothing serious, just good old clowning! ✌🏼

last time i talked about people knowing what songs wyb is listening to, so fans are saying it’s wyb’s qq music and those who are friends with his real account can view some of his songs & playlist. they said he is listening to the following tracks:

interesting choices. cause isn’t wyb supposed to be into rock music lately? so why is he listening to this kind lately? we do know tho that xz prefers this type as well, so maybe wyb is playing this while he is with xz. 🤍

from the caption in ybo’s post “looking at everything”. this has actually been talked about before, but xz and xzs are fond of using the world everything/all things. so it’s 👀 when we saw it. of course the whole song and concept of wyb’s new single may be different and have more meaning as we get the lyrics and all that. but this one tiny thing is interesting.

there is also the bit in the preview that mentions loving the old & new. does this mean his “old” and “new” self since there has been changes in wyb’s life and who he is the public eye. some are comparing this to xz’s interview where he said there are 2 xiao zhans. again, this is a very early interpretation based on a small fraction of what we will have when we get the song but it’s fun to speculate 🤷🏻‍♀️

i’m personally curious tho why it’s moved to 12/29 when it has always been 12/30 release date? i guess we will have the answer at the right time.

I also already mentioned this one, in C position is this b&w photo. We all know how WYB is fond of taking b&w photos lately so this is making me happy. Most likely not taken by WYB of course but the b&w that stands out in the middle is 🤍. He is also using the fan wyb gave him and then his phone where you can see that he is still using the card case. Maybe they used it as a break from all the professional photos in the grid but ofc our turtle brain is telling us otherwise.

fans are also joking around cause xz’s photos show the left side of his face. which is his “good side”? sure. but why not the right? don’t you want us to compare it from this one???? 🤣🤣🤣

ANYWAY, WE ARE SO LUCKY! BXGs have it real good. WYB’s new song on 12/29 and in between we might have some LOCH wrap content. Then for NYE, hopefully XZ will go to Dragon TV as rumored. WYB on the other hand will be with CCTV and then Hunan TV. It’s gonna be busy for us before the year ends! Let’s gooooo!!!!!! 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

source.

#i literally ordered dumplings lol for winter solstice tho we don’t have winter where im from 🤣🤣🤣🤣 #yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do #im posting it now before my workday starts lol

[kankuroplease]

hello! i must say, i adore your work! and how are you?? how would the uchiha brothers be as fathers? <3

Thank you! I’m doing alright, I hope you’re doing well 🖤

Disclaimer: I’ll reject canon events for fun and also because I strongly believe most of the canon Uchiha’s would be great papas

Sasuke

Starting controversial here

Him not seeing or spending time his child for years?? Nope. I reject the notion, IMMEDIATELY

Idk who that man is in Burrito, but Sasuke would be there for his kid while still “redeeming himself” not that he should have to but that’s another argument for another day that I don’t feel like having

He’s a damn UCHIHA that can basically TELEPORT like?? So you just want to do him that wrong for what? Whyyyy

Anyways, probably has a special stuffy he swaps places with in the kid’s nursery

It’s a whole magic trick to his child that never gets old

zip zap, daddy’s home and baby is giggling, reaching for him

Not saying he’d wake them up on purpose if he arrives and they’ve fallen asleep

But he’d definitely try to hold their hand and poke their cheek a little and would chuckle to himself when they furl their brows

Looking like him when they do that

This man has no clue what he’s doing at first tho

Babies are complicated and he’s never had to be delicate with someone like this, help?

He’s not going to actually ask for help, just look pleadingly at his partner or Itachi

He doesn’t baby talk his child and would discourage the others from doing it

Once the child is out of the baby baby phase. He’s got this

Will talk to them about their ‘so bad it’s cute’ art and want to hear about all their little ideas

Nearly cried when they said “your the best, dad ever” because he doesn’t agree but at the same time his kid doesn’t care about his flaws

Takes said artwork with him on missions along with his favorite photo of them

Will have beef with a 5 y.o. If he hears they’ve mistreated his kid. That little shit, Kabocha smh

Itachi

Gentle father

He takes to being a parent so naturally that you would swear he’s done it before

His kid will always come first, which might (will) be a problem for his any of his work

But assuming he’s left the Akatsuki, he’s raising his family in the countryside

Lots of family time and forehead pokes

Cuts their food up until they’re old enough to tell him to stop he’s crushed

If his child gets scared because of thunderstorms, he’d let them sleep in his bed. Might even give them a pleasant genjutsu filled with all their favorite activities to ease their worries and help them sleep

And speaking of his abilities; his sharingan? Yeah, he’s comparing their height to Sasuke’s when he was little

Will join them in their silly adventures. Lizard watching? Why not

Let’s them get away with almost anything

And that’s exactly how they would end up with a bunch of cats and chickens

He’d regret a lot of his actions in the past and that would make disciplining them tough

Hates being away from them because he feels he’s going to miss something important

Madara

All those brothers were training material, he’s beyond ready to meet his child and hold them

From day one he’s so proud of them

That first cry filled him with so much pride

His partner is definitely going to have to ask him to give them the baby

He’s going to brag about this child, his heir, future leader of the Uchiha no one can tell him otherwise

His partner will find him knocked out with their little one resting on his chest with a bunch of rolled blankets and pillows around them on nights they’re particularly fussy

They want ups, they’ll get ups and he’ll carry on with his conversation

Seriously the only man that can get his nose honked by his child in the middle of a conversation with Hashirama and act like nothing happened

Can’t help but prank his kid a bit. He can’t help himself

Definitely let the kid play with a blunt kunai before. “What? They like it.”

He takes taming their hair on skillfully if they inherited his fluffy mane

He’s not going to coddle them but if they get hurt running about, he’ll help them up and dust them off before ruffling their hair and giving them a small nod

They got this, they’re HIS child after all

Teaches them how to play shoji so they can hone their strategy skills

If they want to cry to him about their blues, he’ll listen, but he also wants them to think of how they can change what’s bothering them

Gives them exactly one warning before the kid gets to learn the hard way

Fully for letting kids be kids

But also a “did you win?” Father. Fights happen, but as the clan leader’s child, they shouldn’t be losing fights

Would snag and carry them like a sack home if they were causing problems around town

While loving parenthood, He secretly would hate them going on their first mission. He’s going to basically quiz them on different scenarios and push them in their training

If he thinks they’re not ready, he’ll tell them as much he’s also going to go to Hashirama to make sure they actually have a team that can make sure his child doesn’t die on their first mission. But shh

Kid gets a little sweetheart they’re stealing kisses around the village with? He’s disgusted

they’re still wet behind the ears wtf kid could be 18 and he’s still not going to like it

Izuna

This man was in denial that he was going to be a father until he was holding his child and was like “woah”

He’s nervous around the baby

Take it, QUICKLY

He’d warm up to them immediately once they look at them

Thinks they look hideous tho. Sorry, kid

He’ll watch as they’re changed and fed, wondering how tf these things survive when they’re so fragile

Sort of a worrywart and extremely selective of who gets to hold his kid

Smiles really warmly when his kid smiles at him

The excitement he feels when they take their first steps surprises even himself

He’s having to question who this excitable person he’s morphing into

They are the best dressed kid and he makes sure of it

Also makes sure they’re keeping up with Madara’s kids in their training

Brings them treats regularly as they grow up

Tells his kid that they are better than others

And DO NOT speak to his kid if you have a problem, speak to him directly. Unless you want a bigger problem

Don’t think for a second his child wouldn’t be his minion

They will collectively diss people over dinner and laugh about it💀

Tells them stories of when the Uchiha were rightfully leaders in their own rights before this whole Konoha BS

Uncle Madara is great, but he’s still not on board with this plan

He will coddle them a bit. It’s not that he’s trying to necessarily, he just cares too much and can’t bring himself to not protect them from everything

As long as he’s breathing he will personally insure that they’re safe at all cost

Inari

Also can’t believe he’s going be a father, but he’s excited

Very prepared for parenthood

He’s taken advice from clan elders and has a naturally warm relationship with his child

Makes them eat healthy all the time

Reads to them regularly

Loves taking them out for walks and beans with pride any time someone compliments his kid

Believes education is important and reinforces a love of learning

Genuinely gets concerned about the friends they surround themselves with

Accepts that they are their own person quickly

Teaches them basics of making medicine and how to identify herbs

Tenko

He’s talking to his kid before his partner is even showing, he’s that excited

Will poke any foot or hand he sees pushing out from said baby bump because he thinks it so amazing and a little funny when they “fight” back

He would NOT sit outside and wait for the birth like most men of the time

Yes, he will argue with a midwife or two, his partner needs him and he needs to be their

tears of joy for their new baby

Love at first sight. his kid is perfect in his eyes no matter how they arrive

Lots of kisses to their sweet little temples, hands, and feet

Thanks them for choosing him as their father and promises he’ll make their life full of laughter and love

Definitely the dad that has to carry/wear his baby everywhere

Plays with them all the time

Definitely made friend with some Aburame and Nara to make sure they have butterflies access and fun shadow access

His get will get told all the fun fairytales and get a dramatic reenactment of them as he’d dress up as one of the characters

Let’s them splash their heart out in puddles

If his kid gets sick, he’ll probably get sick too from cuddling them to sleep

Gets a little emotional when they outgrow certain things and activities

This kid has the ultimate accomplice; Tenko is not going to tattle on his kid if they didn’t do anything wrong. Heck, he is more likely to help them get away with it

Cheers for them the loudest during their training with other kids

Kota

Having a kid brings out his softer side

But send help

He’s clueless and knows he’s clueless

He’s seen battlefields and those didn’t make him nearly as nauseous as blowouts and spit up do

Is genuinely afraid he’s going to mess this kid up, so seeks advice from his brothers

He’s not very interested in trying to hold them as a newborn, but will hover over his partners shoulder to look at them

Most likely to laugh if the kid snores because, what is that?

Takes pride in his kid

Dad jokes

Another one that will have beef with a child on his kid’s behalf

Takes his time to try and understand their POV on matters

But still might argue with them if he doesn’t agree. However he will always apologize

Can’t stand seeing his kid cry and will do just about anything to cheer them up

Wants his kid to be a bit more bold than he was as a child and encourages them to speak up for themselves

He leans on the tough love side of parenting as they reach their teens if they want to act out

#tw pregnancy mention #kpz naruto founder au #ask #kpz firestorm 🔥 #uchiha brothers #saskue uchiha #uchiha itachi #madara uchiha #izuna uchiha #OC: Tenko uchiha #OC: Kota Uchiha #OC: Inari Uchiha #I believe Nisi said it about Sasuke making a way to see his kid and I fully agree

[chaikachi]

Treasure is a Rosegarden Song

HEAR ME OUT OKAY. I've known for a while it could be sort of linked back to them, but it felt easier to brush it off as a general whole team reunion song... Until today's new episode.

⚠ SPOILERS AHEAD, YE HAVE BEEN WARNED ⚠

We got a very big win today with the Bees, they even got a whole new song that Casey has confirmed is bmblb part 2 (check her twitter, i'm not linking it lol). Which... really makes you wonder if they'd have that many Bees songs back to back, right? An argument can surely be made for it being a song about Yang and Ruby as that's the first reunion in Ultimatum that we see, but the lyrics don't really imply a sisterly bond. It could be Renora as the other couple that had a hint of a reunion that scene... but they didn't have a proper one. We got it and their confession in the following episode.

Which leaves the only other focused relationship dynamic in that moment: Ruby and Oscar

And why would it be an RG song? Well, they're the only 'pair' that got separated in v8 that didn't end the volume together. The teams were split down the middle with very clear foils:

Yang to Blake Ren to Nora Weiss to Jaune Ruby to Oscar (Also Ruby to Yang but this ain't about them)

But when Atlas fell, Ren and Nora were together in Vacuo. The bees made it to Ever After. Jaune and Weiss did too... but Oscar and Ruby? They're the only ones that are still apart. And this song is one about absence of another and awaiting a reunion. So lets dive into the lyrics proper, shall we?

Night and day, I've waited

For starters, the sun and moon symbolism that's been thrown around for them since their introductions. Yes, the Bees also have a celestial union going on, but again please bare with me.

All alone in crowded rooms I'm incomplete, my life is paused When you're not here

This is the longest portion of the analysis as the line "all alone in crowded rooms" is so heavy.

It gets tricky when we can't see Oscar's state rn (i will come back to him in a minute tho), but we do know Ruby's. We know that she is preoccupied with a lot of things. She's weighed down by Penny's death, by the internalized expectations she has to be just like Summer, this perfect hero from a fairytale, and is alone in her burdens as a leader. Romance is likely the last thing on her mind. But she is feeling loneliness, isolation, and left behind. We can see that in all past volume examples quite literally (like the above photo, the dance, Brunswick farms, her team not wanting to explore Atlas after their first mission, etc.), but it's really being driven home in recent episodes between the Blacksmith (Carpenter?) and Ruby's reaction to the Bees.

"You're doing this all alone?"

Also just... the way they're all positioned in this scene is so intentional. Yang and Blake are together and they are warm by the fire. Weiss is drinking some piping tea and smiling at them. And Ruby is sitting alone at a table with an empty chair, draped in a teal/green cloth, furthest from the fire. Remember the song "Cold" and how it's used as a metaphor for loss, loneliness, and grief throughout the show? Yeahhhh.

Recognizing Ruby is alone in crowded rooms begs the question of who in the cast makes her not feel that way. Well, anyone that's spent any amount of time looking at RG knows their entire dynamic is built on relating to and respecting each other for their similar positions. That out of everyone, Oscar has been the one to see through Ruby's mask and got her to actually open up about her grief. On the opposite side, Ruby helps Oscar in much the same ways he does her. By constantly watching his back, standing up for him, and reassuring him that despite the merge he is his own person... but he is also someone familiar with this feeling.

By virtue of being an Oz, he's already alienated. He joined the party late and doesn't know everyone as well as the others. He's also the youngest of the bunch and that's a lot of pressure that Ruby is familiar with.

So out of every pairing in the cast, these two are the ones that feel the most alone in crowded rooms and, by extension, less alone when they are together.

Though I walk this world I am nowhere to be found Every thought's of you And for now, you're not around

The singer here is saying that they don't feel present or grounded because of the absence of someone else. Their thoughts are with the person they are missing... but the wording about 'walking this world' is so specific when RG is the only pair split between worlds.

If this is from Oscar's POV, then he isn't found on Remnant. He's found in Ever After because that's where Ruby, and therefore his thoughts, are. The reverse POV also works, but in Ruby being very prioritized with the state they left Remnant in and her team consistently trying to pull her back to what's happening right in front of them.

But that's alright I'll be just fine I'm not concerned With sands of time

Sands of time is another very specific wording choice. Hourglass being associated with time is a give-in... but knowing what we know now it could be a lot of things. The Ever After is messy with time; we're seeing that firsthand with Jaune. But with Ruby and Oscar being the only ones still separated, there is an anticipation and a 'waiting' happening.

Beyond sands of time, Oscar - who has clock gears as a constant motif for his character design - is surrounded by sand as far as the eye can see in the deserts of Vacuo.

If forever comes and goes, I won't pay it no mind

Oscar is Oscar, do not misconstrue me here. But who, out of everyone in the cast aside from Salem, is most familiar with the concept of 'forever'? The one currently merging with a man who's lived a thousand lifetimes.

Hour after hour, I spend Dreaming that your voice will wake My slumbering ear Numb and lost I wander with No place to go, just aimless 'til You reappear

This is much like the earlier verse talking about loss and being directionless without their light to guide them. This song has some parallels to a few others, but for now I want to talk about Sky is Falling, which we know is an Oscar song:

Our world, lost without a soul Losing all control, not getting closer Every day is just another dose of torture (Torture) Now we pay the cost, the race is lost This nightmare's our real life

This can easily be linked back to wanting to wake from a bad dream and feeling lost without a (smaller more honest) soul being present. Later in that same song:

Lost all my hopes and dreams

Being numb and lost without hope. Ruby being the embodiment of hope.

Watch my life flash by in scenes And it seems there's no soul on the video screen

I am aggressively reminded of Arkos and Jaune watching Pyrrha's training video on a loop. Would bet actual money Oscar is doing the same of Ruby's broadcast back in Vacuo... because he was the only big name in the cast that wasn't shown watching that video when it went live.

Cold soaked as I'm standin' in rain Feelin' nothin' but pain until I see you again

Once again tying into feeling lost without the other.

Back to Treasure:

'Til you come in view I keep watch with these sore eyes Looking through the tears As the days creep slowly by

Emphasis on seeing each other again which can also be linked to the above stanza from Sky is Falling as well as Until the End with rain and tears being almost synonymous. (Until the End and Treasure have SO many parallels that I can't talk about all of them here without it becoming a whole separate post. Maybe later tho!)

Nothing's gonna shake my faith I know you're coming back real soon to my embrace

The emphasis on embrace when RG was the only pair that didn't get a hug.

Though time goes by so slow I'm never letting go I won't give up, if I spend my life I know

The time motif again followed by "I won't give up" paralleled to Ruby's line in her broadcast where she says "Even if Atlas falls, you can't give up."

"Atlas" also meaning Ruby. "You" being Oscar and the rest of the people still fighting. Oscar, who took up her mantle of leadership in a way through his costume change and actions in v6 after Ruby stepped into Oz's role.

And then lastly, the song's namesake:

'Cause the treasure of my life Is being by your side

Treasure, by definition, has two different meanings.

noun 1. a quantity of precious metals, gems, or other valuable objects. verb 1. keep carefully (a valuable or valued item).

The song at face value is talking about treasure as the verb. The act of treasuring or cherishing something precious. But much like some other double meanings in this song, a very strong argument can be made for the noun definition as well.

Ruby, who's first name literally means 'precious red gemstone'. Ruby, who's eyes are Silver and how that has tied into Rosegarden since their very first meeting. Oscar, who's eyes glow Gold with his own magic. Who's first name can also be easily associated with the colour by way of the award show statues of the same name.

If those are symbolisms associated with Oscar and Ruby, while Yang and Blake get a song called bmblb for being the same colour as bees and having a confession in a garden... then I think there is no other duo that the song Treasure can be about.

#rwby #ruby rose #oscar pine #rosegarden #rosepine #meta #analysis #rwby analysis #treasure #song analysis #parallels #i'm sorry if this is messy #it's late and brain is moving very fast #rwby v9 #rwby spoilers #rwby v9 spoilers

[erosuguru]

Hello! Hope you are doing good :)

Can I request a reader who is stronger than Gojo? Gojo had a crush on her for years, but she only sees him as a friend, one time when she is staying in his room with him, she would confess that she has a girlfriend.

Can it please be angsty :')?

I'm doing good thanks! Watched oppenheimer today, it melted my brain a little but it was great

THIS IS IMPORTANT THO: For the sake of reader's sexuality being ambiguous I did keep their partner's gender unknown, I feel like specification would ruin it sjdksjdj I hope it won't bother you

Satoru gojo x reader, angst, reader is stronger than gojo, gojo is very irrational and angry here, gojo has a back + leg injury here, reader is already in a relationship, brief Satosugu banter, Shoko cameo, very little proof reading approx 2.2k? words

The strongest have responsibilities, any ideology any person holds always places responsibilities on the strongest. Be it to protect the weak, further the world, anything of the sort– the strongest bare the burden. Satoru knew this better than anyone, he was raised to believe he was the strongest in the world of Jujutsu– his parents, friends, teachers, everyone agreed he needed to accept the fact that he was strong.

He just didn't know he would be humbled so quickly by stronger acquaintances. He thought he would be dead by the time someone as strong or stronger than him appeared, yet here you were. Satoru was improving bit by bit through his experiences in Jujutsu Tech, but you? You were practicallt sprinting to the finish line as everyone's fastest paces looked like light jogs next to you. Any time you were praised for your quick ability to adapt and improve your technique, you would downsize your power– it infuriated him.

The day Satoru realised you were stronger was during close combat training, it was when Suguru was still around– he was smart enough to back off when you invited him for a sparring session, this piqued Satoru's interest, how strong were you for Suguru Geto to back away from a physical fight? He was probably the best fighter when it came to close combat.

A loud "I'll take you on!" Brought both your and Suguru's attention to Satoru as he removed his uniform's jacket, throwing it aside and approaching you on the mat. "... Have we met before?" You asked.

"Only one of the two strongest sorcerer's in this dump, Satoru Gojo" He quickly introduced himself, cracking his knuckles and twisting his neck left and right getting all of the kinks out of his bones before standing infront of you. Suguru only grinned as he patted his friend's shoulder once. "Then, I'll be the referee, sound fair?"

"Nice, Suguru! Sneak in some points for me, 'kay?" Suguru scoffed. "I'm not keeping track of that."

"You two seem quite close," you pointed out, smiling at the natural banter between the two, you introduced yourself quickly and after getting the formalities out the way, you took your respective spots; you and Satoru facing each other as Suguru stood in the middle.

"Ready? And..." Suguru began, the two opponents taking a prepared stance. The curse manipulator waited a beat (both to build up anticipation and to mess with his best friend). Then...

"Start!"

Satoru had evaded once blow from you then tried to land another, not even two moves after that he was pinned to the ground with his arm twisted behind his back, that was the first time he tasted defeat. His embarrassed reddened face was more clear now that his glasses had slipped off of his face when he was so confident he didn't even need to take them off, Suguru kneeled down next to you and hummed "oh, did I mention that she's pretty much the strongest around here? Oopsie~"

"Quit laughing and help me up!" After you allowed Suguru to take a commemorative photo, you helped him up, and he dusted himself off as the tips of his ears turned pink. You found this mystery stranger amusing. "Gojo, was it? I think we'll get along fine!"

Satoru didn't know why but his heart skipped a beat, at that moment he thought he has some kind of attraction towards those who are stronger than him (which were a scarce few), but that theory would be debunked as he simply realised it was only love at first sight.

"You kidding me? After that beat down, just call me Satoru!"

You in fact, did not call him Satoru after that, but you eventually came around after multiple instances of either saving him, guiding him, giving advice and if he tried hard enough you would give him small glimpses of your vulnerable side (it was only fair, he was always vulnerable with you!), yet the closer he wanted to be with you, the farther away you seemed; it worsened after Suguru left. The stage of the strongest sorcerers dwindled.

he watched as he hobbled away from the scene on Shoko's shoulder, you made it just in time as Satoru received a blow to his back– the curse's level proved too high for him to handle by himself. Everytime Satoru watched you fight or use your technique, he felt his admiration grow for you (not that he would ever admit admiring anyone else), outside of combat he would shoot playful comments to you and you would actually return them– you didn't yell at him like Utahime or roll your eyes like Shoko, you seemed genuinely happy to be talking to him.

The book of mental notes about you in his head gets thicker and thicker with every interaction, Satoru can dissect any aspect about you and explain what he loves about it in detail, what he loves about you.

"Is he okay?" He was brought out of his thoughts when your voice reached his ears. He laid on one of the two beds available in the infirmary, and Shoko greeted you at the door.

"Yeah, it's nothing major– he didn't say a word since he got here, though.." Shoko turned to look at Satoru, an unsettled expression on her features. "He's never gone this long without babbling.."

"Im a traumatised survivor, I'm processing my fear and intense emotions!" Satoru sat up, hissing through the laugh as he joked. He made eye contact with you; his saviour. You simply huffed out a chuckle. "You must be getting stronger if you can joke around after that."

"Not as strong as you." He quickly shot back with a grin, Satoru had long accepted the fact that you were stronger, you had more stamina, more cursed energy, and you had a good head on your shoulders.

"Shoko, you go relax– I'm sure taking care of this baby took a lot out of you." Satoru pouted, Shoko laughed and nodded, patting you once on the shoulder."He's good to go. He just needs bed rest for now, just toss him in his dorm room!"

Satoru didn't know if he wanted to curse out Shoko or thank her, he had your attention to himself now as you helped him limp back to his dorm room– you were so close to him all he could smell was your scent, all he could feel was your hands on him, so secure so he wouldn't fall and yet he hoped you wouldn't feel his pulse quickening.

It was quiet, and for once, Satoru was content with that as long as he was near you. "Satoru? You've been quiet this whole time..." You pointed out casually, your tone concerned as your expression seemed serene, calm even. He grinned at you, tipping his head down to look around you through his scratched shades. "What? you worried about me? Sheesh, take me out on a date while you're at it!"

You laughed almost uncomfortably, although he didn't pick up on it. Reaching his dorm room and letting you in, he flopped down onto his bed and groaned loudly. "Do you need anything else? I'm going to go now." That got him to sit up

"Alrea- ow?!" He hissed as his leg throbbed in pain. You winced and watched him, Satoru looked up at you with an expression akin to angry confusion, but you knew it was mostly his irritation to the pain. "But.. why? C'mon, what's the rush? You can stay with me for a while!" He patted the spot next to him on his bed, grinning at you.

A chime resonated. You took out your phone, and your expression dropped. "I'm sorry, Satoru. I kinda have a date."

"... huh?" He asked you as he tilted his head, genuinely confused. You, in turn, tilted your head back at him. ".. didn't I tell you?"

"Tell me, wha? It's just plans, right? It's not an actual date." Satoru waved off his worry, laying back on his bed and resting his hands behind his head."It's not like we can date anyone. The strongest just can't risk themselves like that!" Which is why he believes you two would be the perfect power couple– He's strong, he'd be fine! He just needed you.

"... Satoru, I am seeing someone." You finally revealed, you watched his reaction intently, it was almost comical; his eyes peeked over the rim of his shades as he tipped his head down once again, staying still for a moment before slowly sitting up until he was in a proper enough sitting position for this conversation.

".. what do you mean?" He asked with a deeper tone. He was clearly shocked– resisting asking the question 'How dare you? How selfish can you be?' You're seeing someone, and it's not him.

You're dating someone, and it's not him.

"I thought you knew," you started. "I really thought Shoko told you -"

"Shoko knows?!" You were silenced quickly by his sudden shouting, you weren't stupid or naive, you suspected Satoru harbored romantic feelings for you but you didn't think he would burst like this; especially to you, his tone was always so sweet and playful to you– sometimes even vulnerable. You were never on the receiving end of his shouting.

You didn't answer, what were you supposed to say? Apologise? You did not owe him an apology for falling in love. You certainly don't owe him an apology for not returning his feelings. Satoru continued. "We can't love like normal people– WE have to stick together!" He almost tripped getting up, gripping your shoulders too tightly for your comfort. "I'm stronger than any stupid curse or curse user! Stronger than any other sorcerer! I'm the perfect person for you!"

You almost couldn't believe these audacious words you were hearing, as Satoru screamed at you, his glasses slid down his nose showing you the glint of tears as the tip of his nose began to redden with his cheeks; you didn't know if it was from anger, sadness or both.

"Satoru- please calm down." You held his wrist, trying to bring him back to reality. He grew angrier as you continued speaking. "Just because we're strong doesn't mean we have to shut ourselves out from the world– you need to understand."

He wanted to kiss you just so you would stop talking, so you would forget all about that stupid partner of yours and instead become drunk with the feeling of him. He knew you had the power to kill him easily if he did that.

"Please– I guarantee you, whoever they are, I love you more than they do." He wouldn't listen. "I should be - WE should be together!" His shaky hands moved to hold yours closely, shoving them at his chest. You were thrown off by how fast his heart was beating.

"You feel that? This is what you do to me!" Desperation was evident in his voice as it cracked at the end of his sentence. You ripped your hands away from him. You've had enough.

"Stop it! You're acting like a child!" You couldn't reason with him. Logic wouldn't get through. "We don't have any obligation to be together! I'm strong enough to protect those I love!"

"So why won't you love me?! You can save your energy -" his hand landed on his chest "-with me! I don't need protection! I JUST NEED YOU!" Entitlement, love, anger– all his emotions came crashing onto him as he watched your expression contort with anger at his behaviour, he's sure he sounded insane but it doesn't matter, he could see that you refused to have him– for the sake of some weakling that couldn't even compare to him.

"They're just some pathetic civilian, aren't they?!" His accusations crawled under your skin and boiled your blood, what did he know? "Someone who would die against a grade 3 curse or whatever! I'm right, aren't I?!"

You wanted to shout back, to slap him even– you restrained yourself, you didn't get to where you are now by killing whoever disagreed with you, he wasn't on par with you– no one was. Your partner was your comfort in this lonely world of your relentless pursuit of strength. Looking at Satoru right now, you realised only they could provide that comfort for you.

Not Satoru.

"... you're being delusional, Gojo" ... huh? Gojo? Who's that? His heart plummeted into his stomach as pure disbelief and disgust oozed from your words.

He couldn't ask for you to repeat his name as he saw you turn and hurriedly walk out of his room. "Wai-WAIT!" It took him a moment to find his voice, another to blink away the tears, one more to lose his footing as the pain took this chance to ruin any opportunity he had of stopping you, he stumbled to the cold floor and couldn't catch himself or you in time.

"(Name)- waitwait! Please!" You didn't turn back. After everything he said to you, there was no way you knew Satoru anymore. This wasn't Satoru. This was some entitled brat from the Gojo clan.

He was glad you didn't see how pathetically fragile he looked from this dull injury, straining to get up and at least sit on his knees– another part of his mind hoped you stayed to look at him, crying and sniffling as he mumbled your name weakly on his dorm room's floor, maybe then you would have pitied him and agreed to at least go on a date with him.

Satoru always thought you were fated to be lovers. Now, he was reduced to his burden of being the strongest of the Gojo clan. He was over the moon when you two were close enough to use your first names. Now, he was back to being a stranger because of a selfish fantasy.

#your stars have aligned .•°✧✦✧ #<- new tag for requests n such yippie #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk angst #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojou satoru x you #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x reader #satoru x reader #too many tags vomits

[engagemythrusters]

omg please talk more about Naboo when you have time!! I love reading people’s headcanons and I never thought about how so many of them cover their hair it’s so cool!!

OH okay !! Thank you for asking!! But also hold your horses bc this is about to get LONG. And rambly.

So it is my full belief that Naboo queens cover their hair. Like this initially came about because... I believe it was @star-burned who once made a post about hijabi queens. And then I was like yeah that's a whole vibe I like that. But then when I started making my own queen OC (Roona!) I started looking into it and I was like. 100% sold on the hair-covering idea. It's not a hijab, as ears aren't necessarily covered, so I have diverged from the original idea. BUT. Still along the same lines.

Sooo here's all the costumes worn by Queen Amidala (both on Padme and Sabe).

Now, here's the meta analysis:

What has ALWAYS been notable to me (even as someone young) is that like. They're wigs. Clearly they are wigs. She does not have enough hair for some of those. Yes, Padme had some decently long hair! But it was damn well not that thick. Not to mention, if you zoom in on some of the hairstyles (maybe not using these photos, bc they're taken a bit far away), they just... don't look like hair.

If you look at the hair of the retaking-Theed outfit (middle right), you can see that the hair on that is absolutely fake. The sheen of the hair is inconsistent between what wraps the headpiece and what sticks out the back. Not to mention... Where the goddamn hell is that hair even coming from. Literally not attached to her head. And if you look at what's coming out of the back is just... it's so... hard. It's all blocked together. Like maybe it's a shitton of hairproduct. That's possible for the actual actress. But it honest to god just looks like an acryllic wig. The shine and how none of it breaks like normal hair... Yeah no. My bet is Not Real. And if it is, sorry dear Ms Knightley. The hairproduct makes it look fake.

As for the top two left outfits and the center outfit... Well, for the first left and the middle, it has that same issue with those. It has no breakage or frizz. Yes, could be a lot of product! But if you look at any style Padme has in later films, she still has baby hairs and frizz and flyaways... because that's how normal hair acts. That's just how hair is. So yeah I'm not sold on the first one being real hair.

Now the mid-top does have some breakage and frizz near the base AND it is a proven possible hairstyle (that is a Mongolian traditional hairstyle! Like... near exact ripoff of it.) BUT what's in the headpiece is not the only hair. There's also a back part that has... a lot of hair. And that just... doesn't seem consistent with what Natalie Portman has for hair. YES it is likely that it has some sort of hair rat in it. But I'm looking at the pattern of the hair that's up top on the headpiece. I don't think that's real? Maybe I'm wrong but it doesn't make sense the way it comes out. Who knows tho. Maybe that's the real hair and the other is fake.

The bottom two are real hair. At least what's attached to the head is real. I can tell you that much.

But that's the META. ANd also conjecture on the meta.

What's in-canon is:

The Queen's hairstyles, which were said to take several hours to perfect, were headpieces with wigs that matched Padmé's natural hair color. Her real hair was tightly-braided, pinned down, and gelled; the gel held the headpieces in place and prevented them from itching. While the Queen's hairstyles were being created, her handmaiden Rabé would provide counsel. (source)

So. Yeah. They're all wigs.

THIS does line up with Padme's Tatooine hairstyle!

While it's not the style that would be under her wigs, it still holds all the braids.

AND So we know it's not just QUEEN AMIDALA that does this:

Jamillia's in a wig (meta and canon) and Apailana's hair is fully covered.

AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF

THE HANDMAIDENS ARE LIKE 90% OF THE TIME COVERED TOO. That spans across films. There's like one time we see hair--during the takeover of Naboo. That's literally it. The rest of the time, their hair is covered.

And honourable mentions: A lot of Padme's senator hairstyles... Wigs. Literally she popped her fuckin hair off in TCW. That shit was a wig half the time.

TL;DR? The queens are wearing wigs the times "their hair" is shown. Thus. Queens required to hide their hair--either out of social obligation or out of wish to portray themselves with ornate hairstyles to show their social standing. Either way, no "real hair" shown. All hidden.

#sabe #padme amidala #queen jamillia #queen apailana #star wars: the phantom menace #star wars: attack of the clones #star wars: revenge of the sith #star wars #THIS IS POORLY WORDED AND RAMBLED AND NOT ASSEMBLED TO MY USUAL DEGREE OKAY DONT HOLD IT AGAINST ME #I GOT OVERZEALOUS

[canirove]

I don’t like you, Mason Mount | Chapter 14

Author’s note: And we’ve made it to the end! ☹️ Hope you like this last chapter and how everything wraps up, and as always, thank you very much to everyone who has been reading and supporting this story. It means a lot! 💜

Previous chapter

Masterlist

"Hi there, Daniela."

"Hello, Benjamin."

"You can start calling me Chilly, you know?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because that's a stupid nickname."

"Ok" he laughs. "And to think that this is one of the things Mase likes the most about you…"

"That I am honest?"

"Brutally honest."

"He's a weirdo" I shrug.

"Yes, he is" Ben chuckles. "Anyway, how does it feel to be back at Cobham?"

"Odd."

I hadn't been here since the day I met Mason, and now, two years later, I was coming back as his... girlfriend? We hadn't discussed it yet.

"He is really excited about it."

"Yeah... Where is he, tho? He said he would meet me on the lobby after training, but he hasn't showed up yet and most of your teammates have already left."

"I'm the last one, so now it'll be just the two of you. Enjoy" he says, giving me an envelope.

"What is this?"

"Open it and you'll find out. Merry Christmas, Daniela" Ben says as he leaves the building.

"Merry Christmas" I reply, opening the envelope. Inside it, there is a handwritten note.

"Welcome to the Mason Mount Cobham tour! I know you probably are rolling your eyes right now, dreading the thought of having me as your tour guide. But it'll be worth it, I promise. First stop, where we first met."

"And how am I supposed to get there, uh? Last time I was following someone and I didn’t pay much attention" I say to myself. But as I'm about to put the note back on the envelope, I notice that there is something else on the other side. A map.

"Thought I wouldn't give you a little help? I am the best tour guide ;)"

"Idiot" I chuckle as I follow his directions.

When I make it to the room where we first met, it is empty except for one thing: a life size cardboard of Mason standing in the middle of it.

"What the fuck" I laugh as I get closer, another envelope pinned on his chest.

"Two years ago, I saw you walking into this room, and couldn't keep my eyes of you. And it wasn't because you were joined by the girl with the orangest hair ever (Yes, I probably just made up that word.) You are gonna make fun of me, but I couldn't stop looking at you because you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Even if you were looking at me like you wanted to cut my balls. What I didn't know that day, was that you looked even more beautiful when you smile. Especially when I manage to make you smile and it is an honest one. On those moments, the sun pales in comparison."

"The sun pales in comparison? Yikes" I say. Is it the cheesiest thing he has ever said to me? It is. But somehow, it has put a stupid smile on my face.

"And because that day we didn't get a photo together, I thought we could recreate it today. I even chose a photo of myself where you can see my dimple ;) There is a Polaroid camera behind the other me. Grab it and take a photo. And don't give me a fake smile, give the one you currently have."

"How does he know?" I chuckle, doing as he says and picking the camera, another envelope next to it that says "do not open until you've taken the photo. No cheating."

After making sure there is no one around, I do as he said and take a photo with his cardboard version, smiling like he wanted. And because I can't help myself, I take another one kissing his cheek. Do I feel stupid? Yes. Very. But I know he will love it.

"Pick your photo, don't leave it there. The camera too. Next stop, the changing room" the other note says, another map drawn behind it.

"Mason?" I call when I walk in. But there is no answer. The room is empty except for a big box on a table, and envelope next to it.

"Here is your outfit for the rest of the tour. You MUST wear it, I'm serious. And take a selfie wearing it. You can put your clothes on the box, next instructions on my locker."

"You got to be kidding me!" I laugh after opening the box and I find one of his ugly tracksuits inside it. The “Frozen” one as I call it. It has the same colours as Elsa's dress, and the glittery blades on it look like snowflakes. But this one is my size. He bought me a freaking ugly tracksuit so we can match. "Why are you so cringy, Mason?" I say to myself while I start getting changed, not being able to stop smiling.

"I truly hope you are wearing your tracksuit. The tour can't continue without it. Next stop, the gym. Don't forget your photos and the camera!"

"Wait a minute" I say, stopping at the changing room's door. The room where we first me, the changing room, now the gym... Is he taking me through all the places where we were together that first day?

As expected, he isn't at the gym either. The only thing that looks out of place, is one of those basketball games you see at arcades, another envelope pinned on it.

"It's time to show your skills! You have a minute to get as many shoots as I did. Once you do it, take a photo and facetime me."

"This is easy" I say, putting down everything I'm carrying and picking a ball.

"Three, two, one... Shoot!" the machine says. When the minute is over, I've managed to get five more shoots than Mason.

"Hello you" he says when I call him.

"Hello."

"Let me see that outfit."

"I look ridiculous" I reply, moving the phone so he can see me.

"You look gorgeous. And we are matching!" he says, moving his phone to let me see that he is also wearing his. "Anyway, how many shoots did you get?"

"More than you did" I smile, showing him the machine.

"Nah, you are too good. Do you want your surprise?"

"Another ugly tracksuit?"

"There are clothes involved... Check the box under the machine."

"There was a box there?" I say, bending down. "I didn't see it."

"That's why I put it there" he smiles. "I'll leave you alone to open it. Meet you in a bit, ok?"

"Ok" I say, hanging up.

"Clothes first, tablet later" the note inside the box says.

Again, I do as Masons says and check the clothes. It is another tracksuit, also blue, but ten times nicer.

"No way!" I say when I see the logo on it. It is one of the tracksuits from Ricciardo's merch, the one I've been in love with for ages. How did he know about it? I never told him, did I? "Monica..." I chuckle when I realize who did know about it. Did they plan this together?

After admiring the tracksuit and how soft and cosy it is, I turn on the tablet. There only is a video on it.

"Merry Christmas, Daniela! Or Dani. Am I allowed to call you that? We almost are name twins, I think I'm allowed to call you Dani."

"Holy fucking shit!" I yell. That's Daniel Ricciardo. And he is talking to me. Me! He knows who I am!

"So, Dani. Mason has told me that Formula 1 is your favourite sport and that I am your favourite driver. First of all, thank you very much, it is an honour. Second, I'm sorry" he laughs. "I believe he got you one of my tracksuits as a little present? I'm sure you look amazing on it. Everyone does, to be honest, that's how good they are. And speaking of good things... Mason is one of the good ones. Not a thing, a person. So girl, Dani, my dear twin. If I may give you a piece of advice... Don't let him go, that boy is a catch. And no, I'm not saying this because he is a fellow big nose or because he has asked me to say it. This is all me after knowing everything he has planned for you today. He is crazy about you, you know? So don't be silly, ok? That's all I had to say. No, wait. I almost forgot. You must take a photo of your face right now, I believe you have a camera with yourself. And also send me one wearing the tracksuit! Yes, that was all. Merry Christmas, Dani!"

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"Merry Christmas, Dani."

"I hate you."

"Then why are you smiling from ear to ear?" Mason asks.

"Because," I say, leaving all the stuff I've been carrying and leaving it on a table. "You also happen to be really cute."

"Am I?"

"Yep" I say, moving to where he is standing and putting my arms around his neck. "Very cheesy and cringy, but cute."

"Does that mean that you've liked your surprise?" he asks, hugging me back.

"I've loved it."

"It isn't over yet, tho. We still have dinner left" he says, nodding towards his right.

"Dinner will have to wait."

"Why?"

"Because now, all I want to do is kiss you. Is that ok or will it ruin your plans?"

"I'll survive" he says with a cheeky smile that shows his dimple.

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"What was your favourite part?"

"Ricciardo's message, obviously. How did you manage to get him to film it?" I ask Mason while we have dinner. The cantine was the last stop of his tour, just like on the day we met. And like that day, we are eating together, the super duper healthy food nowhere to be found.

"I told you I knew Lando. They were teammates, so I ask him for a favour and..." he shrugs.

"Thank you. Seriously. Best gift ever."

"Even more than the Frozen tracksuit?" he chuckles.

"Anything could be a better gift than this" I say, looking down at my clothes. Though I must admit they are very comfy.

"What did he say?"

"Who?"

"Ricciardo. What did he say on the video?"

"You don't know?"

"Nope. Landon told me not to watch it, so I made Chilly watch it just in case, and he didn't let me watch it either. Was he naked or something?"

"What? No" I laugh.

"Then what did he say?"

"That's between my name twin and I" I smile.

"Yeah... Anyway, are you ready for your last surprise?"

"There is more?"

"The most important bit" he says, getting up from his chair and offering me a hand. "Come."

"Is it gonna be super cheesy?"

"The cheesiest."

"I will hate it, won't I?"

"Hopefully not" he says, stopping in front of the Christmas tree that they have at the cantine. "That present is for you."

"Another shirt like two years ago?"

"Maybe."

"A photo album?" I say after unwrapping it.

"Yes. One where you can put the photos you took today, and hopefully all the photos we will take together or of each other from now on. Dani, I..." he says, biting his lower lip and making me want to do the same.

"You...? C'mon Mount, spill it."

"I... God. I had rehearsed this part many times, and now I can't find the words" he chuckles. "Let's make it simple. Dani, do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? You don't have any doubts?"

"I don't, no. I'm done with that. With having doubts and being too afraid to accept my feelings for you."

"You have feelings for me?" he asks with a teasing smile. "I thought I was a weirdo with horrible style, too cheesy, definitely not as charming or handsome as I think myself to be, an idiot, overrated as a football player... Am I missing anything?"

"Just a few things. Like the fact that you can be super cute like today has proven, that you care a lot about people and especially those you love, that you are always lovely with the fans, have a dimple, are an amazing lover..."

"An amazing lover, uh?" he says, hugging me by the waist.

"It is what it is" I shrug.

"Is it official, then? Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"I do, Mason. I want to be your girlfriend."

"Even if you hate me?"

"Even if I hate you" I laugh.

"Merry Christmas, Dani."

"Merry Christmas, Mason" I say before he kisses me, hugging the photo album against my chest and already thinking about all the memories we will be putting there.

Because turns out that the stupid football player I met two years ago, wasn't that bad after all. In fact, he was the best of them all.

I like you, Mason Mount.

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#mason mount #mason mount fanfic #mason mount imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

[quiveringdeer]

Camera Roll Challenge: Dating Jean Kirschtein

I dunno what it is about Jean but this man reads hopeless romantic to me. Maybe the whole being an artist thing. Especially when he's older. Breakfast in bed just cause you deserve it. Probably did the thing where he wrote letters to his future self to open at certain life milestones. Some of them are to his future significant other. When they get engaged. When they get married. When they've been together 5, 10, 15, etc years.

It's something he keeps up with as he gets older too. So they aren't always just from his super younger self. Maybe he wrote one to his future partner in high school then after going through lots of growth and experiences he decides to write another one to that same person. It'd be really interesting to read how much he changed in-between those years. I think he'd also make ones for partners that are like, what I was thinking in the moments before our first kiss. when I knew I'd fallen in love with you. other ways I thought of proposing. (Man, I'm so smitten for this man, I can't believe out of everyone I'm writing the most in depth for him. lol)

I don't know if he ever reaches the smooth or suave level when flirting or asking folks out --tho he thinks he has lol. He's so corny but it's really sweet and cute. Probably continues to use ridiculous pickup lines on people as a way to break the ice.

He can dance-thanks to Connie! He's a got pretty good rhythm and is a quick learner when someone takes the time with him. So thanks to his bestie Jean can salsa, batchata and merengue. He's always up for going out dancing and would take the time to teach his partner. Along with that, he's also the type of person that feels a big urge to wine and dine his partner and take them out on regular dates no matter how long they've been together.

Also the dancing wouldn't just be when yall are out on the town. Saturday morning cleaning days often lead to some kind of dancing and sometimes dance-off shenanigans. Depending on the music selection.

Like Bertholdt, I can really picture Jean being into theatre. Though, unlike Bertie, he very much thrives being the center of attention on stage. Related to the hopeless romantic thing, I can see him memorizing monologs, sonnets and poetry to recite to his partner.

Also, while there is that one OVA of him being a lil shit to his mom, I feel like once he gets over that teen "too cool for my mom" era he's a great son. His mom is so accepting of you and the first time you come for dinner she's totally the stereotypical mom who breaks out baby photos of her Jeanbo! I feel like she'd be such a great mother-in-law and is just so thrilled that Jean found someone to give his heart to.

A few photo thoughts below the cut :)

Top middle: Random morning with him bringing you breakfast in bed. And then also cleaning up the dishes afterward! Definitive husband material right here. (not that the bar should be that low but it's a green check) And you can't help but wanna catch a photo of those pretty legs of his as he's heading out.

Middle left: Okay I can't make a Jean post without bringing up horses. lol I feel like he grew up in the burbs and never really interacted much with them. But being besties with Sasha he ends up tagging along with her and Connie when she starts learning to ride from friends at the Ren Faire she works at in high school. Also, can you imagine how dreamy this man would look dressed up as a knight? Then waxing on poetically about how much he's in love with you? Corny as hell but my heart would definitely be doin flips.

Middle center: Why did he take a picture of himself pretending to sleep and send it to you?? Who knows with this boy. But at least he's cute. And he does seem real snuggleable.

Middle left: Booooooooooooooooy. I don't know bout yall but this photo got me feelin some type of way. Not just the tongue but the beanie and the earring too. 😮‍💨 Just feels like our boy's whole vibe in a nutshell.

#jean kirschtein x black reader #jean x black reader #jean kirschtein #jean kirschtein x reader #jean x reader #jean smau #jean kirschtein smau #aot x black reader #aot x reader #aot smau #nat writes #i dunno why this is so mushy! #i did not plan to write any of these things but they just came to me #sweet soft man

[slayfics]

i have this photo in my gallery from months ago and...

i this your man on the right?

(todoroki on the left, midoriya in the middle and bakugo on the right)

my gay ass every time i see deku: *LE fAiNtS* AHHHHHHHH!!!

(also my inspiration on why my art style is what it is)

THAT IS ABSOLUTELY MY MAN ON THE RIGHT 😍 GIVE HIM HERE *feral noises*

Omg- I totally see the resemblance of your art especially the drawing you did of @unofficialmuilover and our OCs together 🤭~

Love that Bakugo doesn’t wear a tie often. The disheveled look tho- purr 😏

#slay talks

[usule]

Lost at the sea

00. Prologue

Fire.

There was fire everywhere I looked. On the houses, on boats and people.

Bullets cuts the air and some weird creature destroyed everything in sight. A massive monster like nothing I've ever seen. I don't know what it was but I was so terrified I couldn't move.

Someone shook my arm, again and again.

They shouted my name.

‘Y/n!’

I snapped out. I looked over my shoulder and saw my father, covered in blood. I never saw this much blood. He was shouting something to me but I could barely hear him over the scream of terror around me.

‘Listen to me. Focus. Don't let the fear take over you right now.’ shouted to my ear as he was placing something in my hand. ‘go to our house and take the boat. Go west and find Kabir. Hide-’ another big explosion just went off near us. ‘Go!’

I acted without thinking. I just run. Run and run to my house that I have lived in since always, now in pieces. Boat seemed fine, it was just a small fishing boat but it's better than swimming all over the sea to another land.

As I sailed out I looked over my shoulder at my hometown for the last time.

Fire and that monster was everywhere.

My family and friends dead and yet I couldn't share a tear. Nothing came out. The place where I grew up is stopping existing in front of me.

—-

After a few hours I noticed a light. It must be Liberio. My father was sometimes talking about this place, his old friend, Kabir, lived here. I never left the island before, I only saw him in photos.

How am I going to find him? How am I even going to enter this city? A little girl can't just go to the port out of nowhere in the middle of the night like it's nothing.

I sailed a little longer and noticed some cave, left a boat there and hid it.

I got lost not so much time later. This city was completely different from my home. I just walked around trying to remember the face of this man and hoping he will be there somewhere.

Father told me he used to live near water, cuz he was a fisherman, just like us. I must turned wrong few times to missed bigger crowds of people and now I'm lost.

Suddenly a wall grew in front of me. I noticed thru the gate people inside these walls had some kind of armbands on their arms and guards were everywhere. One of them was shouting at these poor people.

‘Come one, hurry up!’ someone bumped into me ‘oh I'm so sorry’.

It was some boy. He had hair in the colour of sand, just like on the beach near my house. And that weird armband again. Before I could say anything another boy catch up to us.

‘you're getting better at running, Porco!’ the other boy said and put the arm around the sandy hair boy. He was very similar, but his hair was different. Seconds later seems like he noticed me and the lack of my armbands.

‘oh, is everything alright?’ he looked me up and down. I just noticed what sorry shape I must be in. Clothes wet from the sea and some blood and my face probably not better.

‘Well actually I got a little lost-’ someone shouted behind me.

For the moment I was in there again. Screams and dead bodies.

Someone's hand got me back to reality.

‘are you alright miss?’ it was some guard, he looked worried.

Some of his countrymen were killing mine at the same moment and he worried me.

‘She said she got lost, sir’ it was the sandy-haired boy. He didn't looked worried tho, more angry I think.

‘oi, what are you doing here that late outside the zone? And talking to marleys, you shits? Tony, take them!’ just more guards as they grabbed these boys shirts and forced them to move. They went behind these strange walls and people with armbands.

‘they didn't do anything to you, sweetheart?’ I forgot he was still here. The guard kneeled in front of me.

‘did you get in a fight of something?’

‘oh it's nothing, really, but I really got lost, sir.’

He helped me find my father's friend's house and walked with me. I was just thankful that he didn't asked more questions.

‘Hello? Anyone home?’ he asked as knocked the door. Soon after it opened and the man I only knew from photos stood before me. He looked a little confused at first, but he recognised me.

‘oh, where have you been! I've been so worried!’ he turned to the guard ‘thank you, sir, she left this morning and we couldn't find her’

‘my pleasure, be careful next time, young lady’

I was pulled into a warm house and the door closed immediately after me. The man pulled me into his arms, seconds later I heard him crying.

‘sir?’

He pulled out and looked at me.

‘is he really dead?’

I couldn't said it out loud. Not yet. Just this morning we were fishing in our little boat like everyday and now he's gone. Everything started coming back to me again. I started realising what I saw and what happened and started crying with this strange man on the floor of his house.

Hi there <3 I recently got inspired by @mochalate to start writing my own porco fic, because he deserved some love. Sorry for mistakes, English is not my first language and it's my first ever fanfiction so if you have any tips I would be grateful <3 hope you enjoyed it

#porco galliard #porco galliard x reader #aot #aot fanfiction #porco x reader