#when they get into arguments their accents get stronger

[bottle-of-harpoons]

Random pokemon headcannon - Hop, Marnie and Bede all have different accents.

Galar is basically the UK but flipped upside down, so I imagine Hop and Leon would have scottish/northern accents. Leons isn't as strong as Hops because he's been travelling around for champion duties.

Bede has a Cockney/Londoner accent. He spends most of the time putting on a typical British accent for publicity but if you piss him off, his actual accent starts to come out.

Marnie and Piers would have Liverpudlian accents. Most of Team Yell probably would too.

(Might change some of these in the future but theirs so many different accents to choose from)

#pokemon #pokemon headcannons #pokemon hop #pokemon bede #pokemon leon #pokemon piers #pokemon marnie #when they get into arguments their accents get stronger #british accents are weird #galar

[hollandsangel]

okok 11. "am i your favorite?" "i like your dog a bit more than you, i won't lie." with steve, except he doesn't have a dog he has a kid and dustin is the best <3

join the sleepover!

mei my love! i changed the prompt a bit to facilitate the request a bit better, i hope you like it gf!!

prompt #11 “am i your favorite?" "i like your dog a bit more than you, i won't lie."

you’d had a crush on steve harrington for a long time. before hawkins split in two, before he started working at scoops (the shorts really didn’t help your case,) before he started hanging out with a gaggle of freshman. but now that you’re standing there in the midst of the group, half way lost in the forest in search of skull rock, (which you are sure steve was the one to put it on the map, but you’d never tell dustin that,) you find your feelings for him stronger than ever.

it seems silly, honestly, to be so undeniably attracted to him on his desperate search for the town's most recent outcast, looking a bit too good in that yellow sweater that you're fantasizing about stealing. 

you find yourself zoning back into the party’s conversation, wacking leaves and branches out of your face as you trudge through the woods.

“well obviously, max is his favourite, he never shuts up about her,” erika deadpans, nailing the annoyed little sister tone that no one seems to execute as well as she can.

lucas then groans under his breath, trying to keep his annoyance to himself so as not to encourage his younger sister into pestering him more. you catch him peek up at the red head, eyeing the side of her face and the leaves tangled in her braids. her eyes flit to the side, meeting his for half a second before shooting back down the ground. 

“well then whos your favourite erika” he tries to recover, and you can feel steve’s eyes move from the kids to you, laughing when the girl responds.

“no one, i don't like any of you, idiots. all you do is stress me out,” the sass in her town somehow lifts the sullen mood of the walk thus far.

 you huff out a chuckle and look up, catching the brunette’s chocolate eyes. he speaks first.

“what about you, y/n/n, am i your favourite?” steve asks, that teasing lit accenting his voice and you try to hide your blush as you walk past him, but its hard when he holds the brush aside so you can walk through the trail without getting burrs stuck to your clothes.

you try your best to recover quickly, tucking your hair back as you say, “i like dustin a bit more than you, i won't lie,” you turn back, grinning at him over your shoulder despite the inherit uneasy mood of the search.

“oh, come on,” steve groans, in that serious way that he takes things, “this guy? with his ego?”

dustin appears in between the two of you, backpack strapped over his shoulders and cap secured a top his curls. his juvenile look makes it difficult to take his disdain seriously.

“you know, i appreitate the sentiment, y/n, but i’m not gonna contribute to your weird flirting game,” eh passes an accusatory finger between the two of you.

the rest of the group catches up to the three of you, and robin clocks the blush on the tops of steve cheeks, “why are you blushing?” she teases.

“i’m not,” steve says defensively, turning to face forward again, falling face first into the same argument of which way is north with dustin.

you can’t help your sheepish smile, aimed at the trodden leaves.

#steve harrington imagine #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington fic #steve harrington drabble #steve req

[brighter-by-the-daly]

Rachel Daly x Reader

Part Five: Dashed Hopes

The whole tournament flashed before your eyes - the comfort you’d found in Rachel again, the glances from across the room, the cuddles when no one was looking, the TikTok dances you’d failed at together, the arguments and disagreements, falling asleep in each other’s room as you fell for her over and over again.

Gazing off into the distance with Rachel’s words rushing around your head along with the flashbacks your lips moved without thinking. “No.” your speech quiet but undeniable. “Wh-what?” She stumbled, not wanting to believe what she was hearing. “No” you confirmed your answer with more defiance this time. “Baby..” that word spoken softly with her accent hit a nerve as she drew it out and grabbed your hands again “I have a house you can move into, I can get you into Villa, we can go back to how we were” she tried to convince you into staying with her in Birmingham. “Rach, I said no” you tried to stand up but she moved next to you and put her hand on your thigh, trying desperately to do enough to make you stay. “My home is in Houston now, they’re naming me captain next season and I deserve so much more than how you treated me. Your actions these past few month don’t erase what you did” you said with your shoulders back and head held high. Grabbing your trophies and standing up you gave her a small smile, you’re so much stronger after this that your future only looks brighter now. This tournament has made you grow in ways you could only have imagined at the beginning. “Look after yourself Daly” you said kissing the top of her head, lingering a little while before walking away - arms full of trophies and future possibilities.

Rachel didn’t try to follow you, taking one last look back to see her head in her hands as Millie comforted her. She knows what she did was the biggest mistake of her life and walking away was the hardest yet strongest thing you’ve ever had to do.

Part Six

#rachel daly #rachel daly x reader #woso x reader #woso masterlist #lionesses #millie bright #aston villa wfc #houston dash

[shitpostingkats]

Since I think you have met most of the Ignis now- what's your thoughts on them so far? They are like one of my favorite things in Vrains so I wanna hear your thoughts :DDD

BOY ARE YOU IN LUCK BECAUSE I HAVE MANY MANY THINGS TO SAY ABOUT THEM! :D

For anyone who isn't op, these rambles will include SPOILERS up to the end of season two of yugioh vrains. If ye wish to not know, scroll past quickly.

Okay SO:

Ai- Little little guy. I freaking love him so much. Yugioh has pretty consistently done a Dark =/= Bad and Light =/= Good, (more on that later) and Ai is such a freaking good entry into that. Ai is the dark ignis and he's the most human of them all, messy and lazy and silly. And he's like the only one of them who has ANY non-cyberse, non-Lost Incident life experience like!!!! Of course he talks like a comments section! Of course he has free will and self awareness and the first thing he did to prove this was "exerting his free will" by rolling his eye(s)! And OH MY GOD him and Yusaku. The relationship each ignis has with their lost child is SO important to me. Ai and Yusaku are, on the surface, the most different, but where they agree is their sense of surety and their sense of freedom. Ai and Yusaku have the exact same confidence in themselves. In Yusaku, it's the self confidence of knowing he's done everything he can and is smart enough to be prepared for anything. When Ai tells him "just get lucky!" and Yusaku goes "No, I'm not going to get lucky, but I'm going to win anyway." And that's SO fascinating because Ai has that same self confidence, but essentially learned it from Yusaku, that survival response of 'I am good enough that this will work'. Yusaku taught Ai everything about asserting yourself, and it's buried beneath layers and layer of different experiences, but fundamentally they're the same, the same trauma of 'I will be better. I will be enough by myself, because I am in this alone.' and then they find they are both strong but they're stronger together and it makes me want to BITE SOMETHING.

(Readmore because this got long whoops)

Flame- Why is he britsh??? Theo isn't british. He was not made in britain nor was anyone on the project british. I can only assume he purposefully chose that accent to make himself sound smarter. I love him for it. Flame and Theo are tied up in a lot of headcanon for me, most specifically I think Theo is the lost kid who lost the most (barring Spectre, who sometimes lost on purpose) before getting the hang of the game. Thus, his whole rising from the ashes motif. Teddy and Flame are the survival response of spitting out a tooth and getting back up again. They lived through the incident by refusing to stay down, and yet somehow they came out of it as a friendly jock and a silly little nerd guy. The obvious care they have for each other absolutely sends me. Flame's argument against the war is literally "We can coexist with humans. I am coexisting with a human right now, and you cannot stop me." When his home was destroyed the first thing he did was seek out Theodore. I AM GOING INSANE. And of course Theo dropped everything and moved across the country just to help someone he really didn't know before that day ARE YOU KIDDING ME. They are involved in this entire story because they cannot comprehend not helping eachother. Also, again, jock and nerdy solidarity but the dorky guy with the glasses is the jock and the literal being of fire is the nerd.

Lightning- ALSO INSANE ABOUT HIM. JUST IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING. Okay so like I said I have only recently finished season 2 and haven't started on 3 yet so we haven't had a whole lot of screentime with Jin so I can only guess on how they impact and inform each other but. OH MAN. I mean, I feel like I have to take a whole section just to talk about his PERFORMANCE. His english voice acting is phenomenal, just the right amount of utterly sinister, tempered with this no-nonsense confidence that feels perfect for his grand speeches of logical thinking. Lightning is terrifying, easily one if not the stand out villain performance in all of yugioh for me. You don't side with him, but the audience can see exactly how he gets from Point A to Point B, and that clarity of reason makes him both easily understandable and terrifying. And his visual aesthetics. Blinding light, scorching brilliance, the exact same electricity that the Lost Incident is so known for. Lighting shares a lot with his progenitor experiment, with both him and Revolver learn from Dr. Kogami's "The ends justify the means" approach. Really, Lightning and Revolver are the real opposed rivals here, except they're both the villain so neither one can narratively win. All they can do is ensure the other loses. And I said we haven't seen too much from Jin yet but that does not stop me from CONNECTING SOME THEMATIC DOTS. The complete and total shutdown of Jin compared to the detatched and pragmatic coldness of Lightning. Their survival instinct is disassociation. Shutting off the panicking part of the brain, and all its human responses, in favor of pure autopilot and a "Whatever It Takes" approach to ensure continued survival. Lightning rejects so much of where he cam from, but is so clearly the product of the Lost Incident, and more specifically, Jin. Of humanity. He's got this great line towards Ai where he berates him for basically screwing around in cyberspace for five years, while the rest of them were being actively targeted. Hunted. Surviving. Ai got new experiences, isn't defined as strongly by his trauma. But Lightning and Jin? Both of them completely froze their development, are still stuck in their survival instincts, and cannot move on from it. And I have a pet theory that may or may not see validation, that the Armatos Legios aren't really Lightning's. I mean, roman gladiator don't really tie into anything else about his aesthetics. No, I think no matter what he pretends, the Armatos are Jin's deck, and Lightning is still using them, after all these years.

Windy- Haha silly little fast talk guy who- THIS SIX INCH TALL LITTLE FELLA STRAIGHT UP KILLED HIS LOST KID. This little whirlygig canonically ended the life of his counterpart, something Lightning himself actually frowned upon. I think about this way too much. Windy isn't pragmatic, he isn't logical, he's the free spirited "fuck around" to Lightning's "find out". Windy does what he wants when he wants, and that's somehow equally as scary as Lightning's calculated cruelty. I am gutted we didn't get to meet or ever find out anything more about his human partner, and I'm pretty sure that's the whole point. There was a kid out there with his own struggles, his own problems, his own ways of dealing with the trauma of the Lost Incident, and we just. We will never get to meet him. Windy's kid is the first casualty in this war, and we never get to even learn his name. Also the ramifications of Windy being so cavalier about killing someone who is in some lights a version of himself, of the casual dehumanization Windy takes, not just to himself, but to his fellow Ignis. When threatening to kill Ai, Lightning had a "Well, it will kill 16% of our population, but it will ensure the safety of 84% of us." Windy has no such calculation. Windy doesn't bat an eye at his own death, or the death of another Ignis. And yet. And yet. And yet. When designing a servant for himself, Windy formed one out of a music note. A treble clef. The symbol for the start of a song. Does it mean something? Probably not. But I am freaking haunted by the idea that this wounded ai escaped a second attack on his world, and started rebuilding, not weapons, or schemes. But a new home, and one with music.

Aqua- You know, the ignis are one of the few artificial intelligences where it kinda makes sense that they have genders. Aqua is a girl because she learned from a girl. Her femininity is a gift, or a memorial. So is her kindness. Aqua is the only ignis who really internalized hope and compassion. She sees truth and she doesn't let it break her, she fights by encouraging choice, by asking for opportunity. Her refusing to tell Earth which way to feel in regards to the question of Humans vs. Ignis is such a poignant moment for me, that here is someone who understands better than anyone, what Lightning feels and how humans act, but rather than share her suspicions, she asks Earth to form his own opinion, not just listen to her as his only source. In general, I just like Earth and Aqua's dynamic so much. Two sweet protectors, two pacifists, represented by plant life and water??? Good good good visual motifs. That said, I definitely think Aqua is a character they could do a lot more with. All the other Ignis are just so weird, so charmingly strange in any conversation, that it feels a bit of a missed opportunity that Aqua seems completely "normal" and well adjusted. I also am saddened we haven't seen Miyu aside from in a coma or in flashbacks, because as I mentioned, I am utterly insane for the ignis/lost kids dynamics. But she got introduced pretty late in season two, so I'm holding out hope that we see more of Aqua (and maybe Miyu!) in season 3. Also, the crystal heart combo was some of my favorite gameplay story telling this season, hands down.

Earth- Pour one out for my guy. They really did that to him. As silly as Spectre's backstory is, it really gets me that he has this deeply unhealthy attachment to literally anyone who offers him a place to belong. And his Ignis is the protector, the caregiver. Earth, who can make flowers bloom with barely a thought, who's "socially awkward" but genuinely kind, comes from the child who just wanted attention and was at home in the forest. The freaking hardest gutpunch of the season for me was when Earth is being ripped apart, and we cut to Spectre, shedding a single tear, and he has no idea why. Also THAT'S A PLOTLINE THAT REALLY EXISTS IN YUGIOH. Earth's death is almost jump-scaringly brutal, from the same series that brought you such fun euphemisms for a character being killed as "sent to the shadow realm" and "retired retired". Yeah, no, here's a character being systematically unmade, then those leftover pieces shoved into one dude's brain. The dub could have downplayed it, but the sheer horror every character gives when Gore has his big reveal, really sells the brutality of Sol Tech towards these ai, and any living being that isn't contributing to their bottom dollar. Ryoken's cold deliverance to Ai and Flame about Earth's fate, even almost making light of the situation, had me 100% down to declare for the ignis because what the hell, you can't just do that. If Ai turns heel next season, I'm not saying I support him, but I get it. Earth's death feels like it rattles the whole narrative, in a way that forced me to be just as distraught and emotionally invested as the characters. That's good storytelling babey.

This got long, and this is barely scratching the surface on some of my thoughts for these silly little computer guys.

Needless to say, I enjoy them <3

#windy being lightly implied to be a fan of music hecks me up so bad for literally no reason and its the tiniest background detail #but something about computers that make music absolutely gets me man #I hear IBM 7094 and Hatsune Miku singing Daisy Bell together and I burst into tears #yugioh #vrains #yugioh vrains #ygo vrains #spk watches vrains #ai #ai vrains #flame vrains #lightning vrains #windy vrains #aqua vrains #earth vrains #yusaku fujiki #theodore hamilton #rambles #asks #answered asks #if there's any spelling errors in here rip

[hangmansgbaby]

Meet the Family | 2

Summary: Bradley is nervous about bringing y/n home for the holidays. Not because of his family but because her twin brother, Hangman, is tagging along and he's not sure if this was a good idea anymore. Especially with the big plans he already has.

Pairings: Bradley Bradshaw x reader, Jake Seresin x TwinSister!Reader

Warnings: angst(?), death, I had feels while writing this so all the feels???

Note: this takes place in a universe where Goose got nothing more than a serious concussion from the accident.

Word count: 6.3k

Masterlist

"Jake! Lets go!" Y/n shouts into her shared apartment with her brother.

"Why do I have to come with? Couldn't I just go ahead to mom's and you can meet me there, without the chicken?" Jake groans, trudging down the stairs.

"No because Carole invited you and you already agreed." Y/n sighs, her car keys jingle as she drops her hands to her sides. "And can you please play nice with Bradley this weekend? I really don't want to drag any of y'alls bs arguments to mama's next week."

"Explain to me why were not spending Christmas on the ranch?" Jake asks, grabbing his Stetson hat from its hook.

"Cause Bradley came with us to Mama's for thanksgiving. You're the one who agreed to coming to the Bradshaw's for Christmas before heading down south for new years." Y/n's southern accent lays out stronger as she straightens her own stetson. "If we don't leave now Carole is gonna be pissed that were late. You do not want to be on her bad side."

"Ahhhhh there she is!" Carole screams running out to meet y/n and Jake outside.

"Hi Carole." Y/n laughs as her boyfriend's mom hugs her tightly.

"Jake, I'm so glad you could join us."

"Thank you for inviting me, Mrs. Bradshaw." Jake smiles, tipping his hat.

"Please, call me Carole. Well come on in, I'm just finishing up dinner, the boys should be out back."

"Carole! You didn't have to cook all of this! You would've helped if you had called me."

"Nonsense! Besides Penny came to help." Carole says, leading them into the house. "Jake, would you like a beer?" Carole asks, pouring a glass of wine for y/n, as she always does when she comes over.

"Please, if you don't mind."

"Here you are Hangman." Penny says as she sets the bottle on the counter in front of him.

"Thanks Pen."

"Hey, theres my girl!" Y/n turns around to see Bradley walking inside, his father and uncle following behind him.

"Hey darling." Y/n kisses Bradley. "Did you have fun yesterday?"

Bradley had gone golfing with his father and Maverick, their yearly day before Christmas eve tradition when everyone was around.

"I did, I missed you though." Bradley chuckles, pulling y/n into a deeper kiss only being interrupted by Jake coughing loudly.

"Look I get it, everyone is in love and stuff but I'm alone here so can we dial it back just a smidge?"

"Hey Bagman, you really think we'd leave you hanging?" Bradley laughs at his own sentence which makes Jake groan.

"Yea, why don't you go see your early Christmas present thats in the living room." Y/n smiles as Jake side eyes everyone as he walks past them.

Walking into the thoroughly decorated living room, he spots a singular box neatly wrapped under the tree. Jake cocks a brow at his sister who nods her head quickly, insisting on him opening it. Pulling off the wrapping there is nothing but a singular paper placed in the bottom on the box.

"Turn around :)"

Jake reads the paper and speaks as he turns. Standing behind him is non other than Charlotte James.

"Lottie?"

"Hey there stud." She smiles as Jake pulls her into a hug, lifting her off the ground.

"What are you doing here?"

"You seriously expected us to subject you to a house full of couples for 3 days and not bring Lottie out here for you?" Y/n chuckles.

"Besides, why wouldn't I want to spend Christmas with my favorite aviator?" Lottie laughs out as Jake pulls her into a kiss.

"Hey!" Y/n protests. "You met me first!"

"I love you too y/n/n." Lottie smiles at y/n, her arms still wrapped around Jake's neck, his around her waist.

"Oh just kiss already!" Carole cheers.

Jake laughs as he pulls Lottie back, firmly kissing her and everyone cheers.

"Alright y'all! Dinner is ready!"

"My love." Bradley bows, pulling out y/n's chair. She giggles as she sits down, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"So Lieutenant Seresin how was your test flight this morning?" Goose asks, looking towards Jake you was sat on the opposite side of Carole's seat.

"It went really well, Vice Admiral Bradshaw. I think were gonna hit our goal earlier than expected." Jake answers as Carole and Penny place the different dishes on the table.

"Hey, no work talk! This is a family holiday!" Carole states before turn around to grab the last of the food.

"I'm sorry honey." Goose apologizes. "So Y/n, how was the trip to Texas?"

"It was okay Mr. Bradshaw. Just the usual family holiday drama, but I think we still managed to have a good time. Right boys?" Bradley shakes his head in agreement but Jake stays quiet. "Jake?" Y/n looks across to her twin brother to see him staring at Lottie, who was having a conversation with Maverick. "Jacob!"

"Will you be my girlfriend?!"

Everyone freezes where they're at, Lottie slowly turning around, wide eyed at Jake.

"What?"

"I'm sorry but I couldn't hold it back anymore. I'm in love with you Lottie and I'm sorry it took me so long to say anything but I want to be with you. I don't want to keep having week long flings for the rest of our lives. So Charlotte Amelia James, will you officially be my girlfriend?"

"Yes!" Lottie shouts without any thinking. "Yes, yes yes!"

"Oh this is exciting!" Carole cheers sitting down at the table. "Goose and I are celebrating 40 years! Mav and Penny are getting married in a few months! Jake and Lottie are clearly overdue but finally together! And Bradley and y/n are still so madly in love!" She rattles off as Goose cuts the turkey. "Oh what could make this Christmas any better?!" She cheers.

"Well..." Bradley mumbles.

"Did you say something dear?"

"What? Oh nothing Mom, just clearing my throat."

"Okay," she holds a questioning look before turning to everyone else. "Lets eat!"

"Your mom's cooking is the best." Y/n sighs walking along the beach in Goose and Carole's backyard.

"Yea, its always the best part of being home." Bradley sighs, leading her along their walk.

"Darling?" Y/n pulls him to a stop, turning him to look at her. "Is everything alright?"

"Yea, I'm sorry baby, I'm just feeling a little exhausted." Bradley covers. In reality, he's just super anxious. He has everything planned out perfectly.

Carole's Christmas tradition is that stockings are the last opened in order of oldest to youngest. Perfect for Bradley, by a 5 minute difference, y/n was the youngest of everyone present since Penny's daughter Amelia ended up going to her dad's for the holidays. Buried at the bottom of y/n's stocking was a small velvet ring box, nestled inside is her grandmother's ring.

But Bradley was nervous about popping the question in front of everyone. He loves his family, and he loves her but what he wasn't sure about was if this is what she wanted too.

"Why don't we go back to the house and go to bed? From your descriptions of Christmas day, were going to need our rest." She laughs, pulling Bradley back towards the house.

"Yea... yea lets do that." He stumbles over he words, mindlessly following his girlfriend through the cool night.

"Good morning everyone!" Carole's excitement radiates through the living room where everyone sits, sleepily waiting for her. Y/n leans against the couch sitting on the floor with Bradley sitting right behind her on the couch, a cup of coffee rested in both if their hands. Jake and Lottie are cuddling on the couch next to Bradley. Pete and Penny are seated on the loveseat and Goose is perched in his recliner near the Christmas tree that is now surrounded with presents. "Merry Christmas." She kisses Goose and sits on the arm of his recliner.

"Merry Christmas, honey."

"Bradley, Jake, why don't you two hand out the presents?" Carole suggests.

"Sure mom." Bradley smiles, pressing a kiss to y/n's temple as he sets his coffee down, stepping over her to make his way to the tree.

It takes about 10 minutes for Bradley and Jake to distribute all the gifts accumulated by the 8 of them and by the looks of it, Carole went a little overboard with Jake, Lottie, Y/n and Bradley's gifts, their stacks being taller than anyone else. Y/n slides down to sit in the middle of the floor with Bradley, leaving Jake and Lottie with the couch.

"Alright kids, go for it." Carole claps as they all reach for their first gift, one at a tine reading who its from.

"Okay mine is from Penny!" Y/n smiles pulling the wrapping off to show off the y/n's favorite liquor resting inside the box. "Penny! Where did you get this?"

"I put in a special order just for you, I even have a few bottles on hand at the Hard Deck now." Penny smiles

"I love you so much right now!" Y/n sets the bottle to the side and starts tackling the mound of presents all from Carole.

"Alright. This one's from Mav." Bradley says, tearing the wrapping off he pulls out a pair of ray-ban aviator glasses the same time Y/n and Jake pull out theirs.

"No way, Mav, this is too much." Jake protests.

"Yea, Mav we can't accept these." Y/n pipes in.

"Yes you can!" Pete retorts. "Its actually from Goose, Ice, and Me. We got tired of watching y'all bust your cheep ones every other day."

"Thanks guys, I appreciate it." Bradley nods, setting them back in the box. Y/n and Jake mutter their thank you's, setting them to the side.

Lottie had opened a few gifts that y/n had helped Carole pick out. She even had a few from y/n and Bradley mixed in.

"Okay, Jake why don't you open that one." Y/n smiles. "And B that one right there is from me."

Jake opens his to find a personalized belt buckle with his call sign on it. "Holy shit y/n! How'd you know I was looking at something like this?"

"Coyote showed me. I had been freaking out trying to find you gift he decided to help me out." Y/n turns back to Bradley who opened his. Inside was a brand new watch.

"Baby..."

"Try it on! You had been complaining that yours was bugging out so I took the liberty of getting you a new one." Bradley places the clearly expensive watch on his wrist and smiles at y/n.

"I love you." He pulls y/n into kiss.

"I love you too but thats not your only surprise. Last one requires the bedroom." She whispers in his ear before pulling back to see his wide eyes.

Slowly all the presents dwindled down and Carole stood handing out the stockings.

"Alright Pete, you first."

"Wait Mav's actually the oldest here?" Jake laughs out.

"Thanks Carole." Pete grins ignoring the remarks from the younger pilots in the room.

"I guess old man was the perfect nickname." Y/n busts out laughing.

"Hey! Theres only like 16 days between me and Goose alright?" All of them laugh as he digs through the stocking, thanking Carole at the end as she hands Goose his. Stockings were always a practical gift that Carole did for everyone. Basic necessities that they would need on base or on deployments, plus a few treats so they always moved pretty quickly.

Bradley's hands were shacking as he flicked through his stocking. There were 2 people left before he would be on one knee in front of y/n, her brother, her best friend and his whole family.

"Bradley, dear are you okay?"

Shit, he thinks, mom's noticed now.

"Yea mom, I'm okay."

"You sure, darling? You want some water?" Y/n scoots over to sit directly next to him, rubbing his back.

"I'm okay, baby. Really." He musters a small smile which only slightly puts her mind at ease.

Lottie and Jake both opened theirs and it was finally time for y/n to open her's.

Bradley takes a deep breath when he sees her reach the bottom of the stocking.

"What is... Carole?" Carole just shrugs as y/n opens the small box when suddenly Bradley stands up, making her pause at the sudden movement. "Bradley?" She questions as he puts his hand out, she takes it and he pulls her up to stand.

"Y/n, baby, I love you."

"I love you too." She smiles as he takes the box from her.

"For the last year, I have gone in and out if every jewelry store in ever area I was stationed. Nothing ever seemed perfect enough to go to this perfect girl standing before me. I've been in love with you since that first day I saw you put Hangman in his place, all those years ago at the Academy and I fall more in love with you every single day." Bradley rambles out. "You are the perfect girl and you deserve the perfect ring. And when we were in Texas, the perfect ring was literally just handed to me." He pops open the box, getting down on one knee, y/n gasps at the sight of her grandmother's ring. "5 years 9 months and 8 days we've been together and I don't want that clock to stop ticking. I want to love you forever. So, y/n m/n "y/c/s" Seresin, will you marry me?"

Y/n glances over at everyone in the room. Her eyes resting on her brother, who, with tears in his eyes, nodded, giving his approval to his sister. She smiles, turning back to Bradley. "Yes. God, a million times yes!" Bradley slips the ring on her finger, standing and pulling her into a deep kiss as everyone cheers.

"I love you future Mrs. Bradshaw." He mumbles into the kiss.

"I love you Mr. Bradshaw."

Y/n paced back and forth in the small room. The last 11 months had led her to this one day. Her wedding day. The day she became Mrs. Y/n Seresin-Bradshaw. But as of right now, the pre-wedding jitters were really getting to her.

"Y/n, come on. You gotta take a deep breath." Cass says from the couch y/n's bridesmaids sat at. Cass, Lottie, Phoenix, and Amelia are all seated watching y/n's movements.

"She's gonna wear a hole in the floor." Amelia mutters.

"Lottie, where's Jake?" Cass asks.

"I don't know, I haven't see any of the boys."

"None of them?!" Y/n stops in her tracks. "You haven't see any of the boys?"

"I'm sure they're here. In fact, Amelia and I are going to make sure." Lottie comforts before dragging Amelia out of the room.

"Oh god! What if he got cold feet? What if he changed his mind?" Y/n starts pacing again. "What if he decided I wasn't what he wanted anymore?"

"Oh knock it off y/n. Rooster loves you! He's not going to leave you at the alter." Phoenix says.

"But..."

"No, no more. You need to calm down of you are going to send your self into a panic attack." Cass forces y/n to sit in a chair.

"Hey, y'all ready?" Jake questions walking in. "We gotta... holy shit." He pauses at the sight of his sister. Her white dress flowing perfectly, hair curled into the perfect half up half down hairstyle, her veil pinned delicately into her hair. "Wow sis, you look... you look amazing." He chokes out.

"Oh Jake, please don't cry. You're gonna make me cry." Y/n smiles, walking over to her brother.

"I'm sorry. I just... I can't believe you're about to get married." Jake wipes his eyes.

"He is here, right? I'm not about to walk out to a shit show."

"Oh he's out there and I'm gonna make sure someone gets Rooster crying like a baby when he sees you." Jake days making y/n laugh. "There's that smile."

"Thank you, Jake. For everything."

"Yea yea. Come on, lets get you married."

The instrumental version of "Bless the Broken Road" by Rascal Flatts echos around the open area as one by one the the wedding party walks in. Because there were no young kids in their family, they had to settle for their friends being everything. Payback and Fanboy took seriously to being ring security, Amelia the flower girl. Tyler and Lottie walk together first. Followed by Nat and Coyote. Last were the Maid of Honor and Best Man, Cass and Bob. Finally with a swell in the music Y/n appeared in Bradley's eyesight, crying at the sight of the love of his life.

Her dress flowed perfectly around her, leaving plenty to Bradley's imagination. He spots Jake's smug grin, knowing he had a bet over him crying. After what felt like an eternity to them, Jake and y/n finally reach the end of the aisle.

"Take care of her, or I'll be your worst nightmare." Jake threatens, still smiling.

"I will, man. Thank you." Bradley slaps his shoulder before turning to y/n, their hands interlocked as the officiant, who just so happened to be Maverick, speaks.

If you had asked either one what was being said, they wouldn't be able to answer. Too lost in each others eyes, only straying from each other's gaze at the sound of laughter.

"Bradley, your vows?"

"Oh right." He stumbles a but searching his pockets. "I uhh... okay, I guess I'm gonna wing it." He whispers, causing y/n to laugh. "Y/n, y/c/s, I love you. You never cease to amaze me on a daily and make me fall more in love with you everyday. You are incredible, creative, loving, fun, and one of a kind. You are probably one of the best pilots I have ever met, no offense to everyone in this room." Everyone laughs, 25% of the room being Naval Aviators as well. "You are everything I could have ever wanted in a friend, a girlfriend, and now a wife. You are everything to me and always will be."

Y/n takes a deep breath. "Bradley, darling, my Rooster. You are something else." Everyone laughs as he lets out an exasperated sigh. "You stress me out when your in the air, when he make snarky comments at my brother, and even you stand up to superior officers. But I wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone in the world. You've taught me how to be peaceful amidst my chaotic life. You've been a dream as a friend and boyfriend and I cannot wait to see what more you could possibly do for me as a husband."

"May we have the rings?" Payback brings the bands up to them and both take the opposites band. Repeating what Pete recites, they each place the band on their ring fingers.

"By the power vested in me, by the state of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Bradley, you may now kiss the bride."

"Don't have to tell me twice." Bradley pulls y/n close by her hips and turns her into a dip, planting a firm kiss to her lips.

"I love you, Mr. Bradshaw." She mumbles into the kiss.

"I love you, Mrs. Seresin-Bradshaw." He pulls her back up, planting another kiss. "Even if you did hyphenate your name." Y/n laughs at Bradley's comeback.

"If everyone could please direct their attention to the dance floor, it is now time for the newlyweds first dance."

"Speechless" by Dan & Shay begins playing through the speakers. Y/n had slowly gotten into Bradley into country music and he had even insisted on this song for their first dance, claiming it as one of their songs. They danced together like there was no one in the room, loving every moment. When the song ended, they made their way to the head table sitting in the middle of their wedding party.

"Can I have everyone's attention please." Bradley says, standing with a microphone. "On behalf of y/n and myself, I'd like to thank everyone for joining us today. It means the world to us that so many people care about us and were able to join us in celebrating this special day. Each and every person in this room has played a special part in our relationship, whether is was as a supportive friend, parents who convinced one, mainly me, to go after the other, or banned us from dating which only drove us together." Bradley says, looking directly at Jake. "We love each and everyone if you and are so thankful you are here today."

Dinner was served shortly after and soon began the wedding party speeches.

"Hey everyone, I'm Cass, y/n's childhood best friend. I remember the day she called me about Bradley. It was her freshman year at the Academy and her words were, and I quote, 'there is this really hot junior who is like the best at everything!' She gushed about him every time we talked and you could tell from day one she was in love." Y/n's face was flushed red as she hit her face. "Well Y/n, I told you then and I 'll tell you now, he really really, likes you back. To the happy couple." She cheers as every claps.

Bob is the next up, being the best man and all. "Hey everyone, I'm Bob. I met y/n and rooster during a detachment a year and a half ago. You could tell every time they looked at each other that they were in love. Just the way their eyes brightened whenever the other walked into a room. I didn't have the please of seeing their relationship grew from the beginning but I'm glad I get to see them through the beginning of their marriage and whatever comes next for them. To Bradley and y/n."

"Alright, time for best speech everyone, so kick back, relax, and be prepared with tissues." Jake says, taking the microphone from Bob. "I am the older and better looking twin, Jake. I remember growing up y/n always talked about finding her prince charming, he'd be tall, handsome, treat her right, and love her unconditionally. I told her she was delusional, that no guy could be all 4. Well y/n, you did it, you found your prince charming and I am so happy for you." Y/n smiles, tears welling up in her eyes. "Rooster, you are many things, and I could go on and list them, but right now the only thing that matters is that you're the one for my sister and I couldn't ask for anyone better to be with my sister." He toasts to them before making his way to his table, stopping to plant a kiss on his sister's temple. "Love ya sis."

"I love you too." She smiles as a few tears escape, holding her brother in a hug.

"Alright, time for the parents dances, starting with the bride. Joining her in the dance floor will be her brother."

"Brother" by Kodaline plays as Jake leads y/n to the dance floor.

"Thank you, Jakes."

"For what?" He asks, twirling her.

"Everything." She smiles. "Being there when Dad wasn't."

"Hey, I'm always going to be there for you." Jake holds his sister close, in a hug as the song ends.

Bradley leads his mother to the dance floor. "You'll be in my Heart" from Tarzan plays as they dance. Y/n looks on from the table, smiling at the sweet moment between mother and son. She could tell Carole was singing to words to Bradley, just as she did when he was growing up.

Moments after the end if their song, y/n finds herself sat in a chair in the middle of the room. "Danger zone" booming through the speakers and Bradley comes strolling up with his aviators and his green flight suit on, all of his groomsmen and friends standing behind him, aviators on too.

Y/n laughs as Bradley tries to mimic a flight pattern, dropping to his knees in front of his wife. He smiles, pulling his aviators off to hang on the collar of his under shirt before running his hands down y/n's legs over over her dress until he reaches the hem.

He reaches under the skirt, resting his on her ankles, sliding up her legs, she he reaches her knees, he lifts the skirt over his head. His hands slide further up her legs, resting at the tip of her thighs. He plants small open moth kisses on her legs, leading to the garter. He smiles at the delicate lace, pinching the fabric between his teeth. He pulls the grater down her leg and over her foot, all of the men gathered behind Bradley cheering as he re surfaces from her dress. He stands, pulling the small fabric from his mouth, he plants kiss before turning back to his friends, launching the garter into the hair. The boys push each other around until finally someone gets a hold of it. Jake stands from the crowd, garter in hand, smiling. He looks over at Lotte who stands with y/n's bouquet in her hands, having caught it just before the garter toss. Bradley and y/n laugh as Jake's face pales, trying to shive the garter into someone else's hand.

3 years later

y/n sits on the porch swing. She gazes out on the front yard watching 2 year old Nicolas Bradley chase his nearly 1 year old twin siblings Jacob Dean and Carole Marie. She laughs as the twins scream, laughing at their older brother.

Bradley and Jake got sent out for deployment 6 months ago with no guarantee of when they will be home. So while the boys got to bod being bunked together on a boat, Lottie had taken up residence in Y/n and Bradley's guest bedroom to help y/n with the twins. Y/n pulling back from flights was overlooked for the deployment, thankfully. She stepped into an instructor role at Top Gun a month before they decided to start trying for Nick, allowing her to be home more with the kids.

"Y/n! Pizza should be here any minute!" Lottie calls through the open door.

"Alright kids! Time to come inside!" Y/n calls out, standing from the swing.

"But mama!"

"No buts! Time to get cleaned up for dinner before daddy and uncle Jake call us." That perks up Nick's attention. Nick sprints up to the door. This deployment was harder on their eldest son, who had just turned 2 right before they left, the twins only 5 months at the time. "Jace! Carrie! Come on loves!" They crawl their way up the steps of the porch, standing and slowing walking into the house. They took their first steps just over a month ago and have started babbling sentences since the deployment.

Y/n softly smiles every time the twins experience a first, making sure to record every moment and emailing them to Bradley. He's always so excited when he talks to the kids, trying to get the twins to show off their new skills live. He never says it but she can tell it pains him to miss these moments.

Hours pass and theres no word from Bradley or Jake. Its not long before its 45 minutes past the kids bed times and Nick's begging to stay up longer, hoping for the call.

"I'm sorry loves. How about I call Grandpa Goose in the morning and see if you guys can have another sleepover?" Nick perks up at the thought, sprinting to his room. Lottie and Y/n lift the sleepy twins, carrying them to their shared room. Y/n walks across the hall first, tucking Nick into bed. "Good night." She kisses his forehead head as he mumbles in his sleep.

"I'm sorry they didn't call." Lottie says, both closing the children's doors at the same time.

"Probably just didn't get service in time." Y/n brushes her anxiety off. Bradley never missed a chance to call. And the one time he does? The thoughts don't settle well in her.

True to her word, she called Goose and Carole asking them to watch a kids for the weekend, which they gladly accepted, always loving a chance to be with their grandkids.

Y/n paced the living room after the kids left. Still not a word from Bradley, or Jake. Even Goose hadn't heard from his son or Mav.

"Y/n you're going to pace a hole into the floor."

"What if something's wrong? What if something happened? If Admiral cant get answers, it can't be a good thing." Y/n says.

"I'm sure everything is fine. Can you sit down please?" Y/n sighs, sitting in the armchair to the left of the couch, Bradley's chair. Lottie tries to distract her with a movie but y/n just stares at the door, her phone clutched in her hand, and the pillow from the chair being hugged by her. It feels as if hours have passed but it's only been minutes for y/n. Her mind races over every possibility. She had been feeling off since yesterday, like her sixth sense had just been going off and she didn't like it.

Her thoughts are cut off by the doorbell ringing and she freezes, making no movement to go answer the door as Lottie pauses the movie walking over to answer the door.

"Good afternoon Miss James." Y/n hears the familiar voices but their tones keep her from running over.

"Is Lieutenant Commander Seresin-Bradshaw home?" The other voice asks, neither being the voice of her husband or brother.

"Y/n," Lottie mutters out, stepping away from the door. Y/n slowly rises, walking towards the door.

"Please confirm your identity." Mav states, following standard protocol when y/n, opens the door fully. Maverick and Phoenix stand in her doorway in their service dress uniforms.

"Lieutenant Commander Y/n Seresin-Bradshaw."

"Lieutenant Commander, this is Lieutenant Trace, and I am Captain Mitchell-"

"I know who you are, Captain." She interrupts, remaining respectful despite the circumstances. "Just say it."

"On behalf of Fleet Commander Admiral Beau Simpson and the department of the Navy, we regret to inform you that Lieutenant Commander Jacob Seresin was killed in action on the first of October 2024. The Navy extends their deepest condolences to you and your family."

Y/n doesn't move, staring blankly at Mav. She can hear Lottie's gasps at the news, knowing that her best friend is breaking down behind her but y/n couldn't move. Her brother, her twin brother, her best friend above Lottie, was gone. But she can't focus on it for long.

"And... and Brad-"

"I'm right here, baby." Bradley comes barreling through, not able to stand back anymore. He pulls y/n into a hug as she finally lets all of her emotions out. Her cries fall through like screams just as they had 4 years ago on the look out. The couple drops to the ground as y/n's knee's give out, Bradley's own injuries making it difficult to hold her up but his embrace never loosens as she cries. "It's okay baby. I'm right here. Let it all out."

They didn't move for at least 30 minutes as y/n cried. Phoenix had come in and was comforting Lottie.

Lottie. Y/n had completely spaced on her best friend. Her brother's girlfriend who was definitely hurting just as much as she was. She quickly got up, walking over to over to the couch where Phoenix had placed Lottie. Bradley had given a curious look at y/n's suddenly calm demeanor moving to sit in his chair.

"Lottie." Y/n mumbles as she sits on the coffee table in front of her. Lottie had long since stopped crying, just staring blankly at her hands in her lap.

"He's gone," is all she says. "He's really gone."

"I know."

"You know we talked about getting married. Right before he left." Y/n's eyes drop. She did know, she had the ring hidden in her desk drawer upstairs. "He said when he came home, the first thing he was doing was proposing. And now," she sniffs, the tears slowly coming back. "Now we'll never get that."

"B, what happened?" Y/n looks over at her husband. He refuses to meet her gaze. How do you tell your wife, that her brother is dead, giving up his future with the love of his life, because he was saving her husband's life?

"He uh-" Bradley feels like his head is going to explode. His entire body hurts, his injuries are aching and his head is pounding. "We were in the middle of a dog fight. I hadn't seen the incoming missile and he came from above and-" he pauses, every feeling he had been avoiding come bubbling up. "He saved my life using the last round of flares he had. He barely the second missile coming his way." Bradley get quiet the more he talks, tears welling in his eyes.

Phoenix notices and takes over. "He ejected just in time but he hit his head on the canopy."

Y/n gasps looking over at her husband. She heard the stories about Goose's accident and couldn't believe Bradley was holding up so well before, knowing that they lost Jake the way they almost lost his father 40 years ago.

"Darling..."

"Its all my fault." Bradley cracks, everything hitting him all at one.

"No, darling, its not your fault." Y/n moves over to her husband, her hands resting on either side of his face, forcing him to look at her. "You did everything you were supposed to do, so did Jake. Hell," she laughs slightly shocking everyone in the room. "For the second time in his life, Hangman didn't leave his wingman hanging." She starts laughing, dropping to her knees before Bradley. Lottie starts giggling at the thought from her seat.

"Asshole." Lottie lets out, laughing harder.

Mav had finally come inside, Bradley and Jake's bags in hand. His eyes widen at the two girls laughing uncontrollably. He shoots Phoenix a questioning look and she just shrugs, just as confused and she witnessed everything.

"Such an asshole," y/n laughs, holding onto Bradley's knees as she doubles over laughing.

"Mama! Mama! Guess wh—" y/n looks up at Bradley at the sound of her sons voice. "Daddy!"

"Hey buddy!" Bradley stands up, meeting his son halfway, lifting him with groan at the pain in his side. "Where's your brother and sister?"

"Right here." Carole chuckled, little Jacob in her arms, Goose close behind with Carrie.

"Hi mom, dad!" Bradley smiles taking Carrie from his father, giving him a big hug.

"Woah, where's this coming from?" Goose questions, hugging his only child.

"Just glad to see you, Dad." Bradley smiles softly pulling back, his attention immediately going to his daughter, making her giggle.

Carole sets Jace down who immediately runs to his mother, being the perfect little mama's boy that both of her sons became.

"Where's Uncle Jake?" Nick asks. Everyones eyes soften at his innocence. Bradley walks over kneeling down by y/n, Carrie sat in his lap, Jace joining her.

"Sweetheart, you know how we said that sometimes, when people go out to be heroes, well, sometimes things don't go as planned and we lose people we love?" Y/n asks her son. They've had the talk about people dying. The first time was when a few of y/n's friends didn't come back from her last mission. Friends that were big in Nick's life, just like Jake was.

The 2 and a half year old nods, most likely not entirely understanding what she was explaining to him. Y/n struggles to continue, wishing she wasn't having to explain this to him.

"Well buddy, your Uncle Jake was a hero. Probably the bravest your mommy and I have ever seen."

"You're a hero too daddy!" Nick laughs.

"Yea, but nothing like your uncle." Bradley chuckles softly. "Nick, your uncle saved my life, so I could come home."

"But he's coming home too right? He always comes back with you."

"Not this time buddy. No this time he's not coming home."

"Oh." Nick answers. Everyone knew he didn't quite understand, he probably wouldn't for a few years.

The day's leading up to the funeral were hell for the Bradshaw household. Cyclone had made sure to give everyone 2 weeks of leave, a week before and a week after the funeral. Y/n struggled with keeping from working, it being the only thing that kept her from crying every five minutes. The pit in her stomach hadn't gone away since the day she found out and she needed the distraction, locking herself away in her home office all day, working on all the flight patterns the other instructors would need. It kept her busy but it worried Bradley.

He could hear her frustrated sighs each day from behind her locked door. Her quiet cries from the bathroom that weren't so quiet against the stream of water from the shower. Bradley knew it was different type if loss between them. He lost a friend, a coworker, a wingman. She lost her twin, the person she would always have the closest connection with no matter how much she hated it.

Bradley's thoughts are dragged from his wife to the ring of the doorbell. Cursing under his breath because of his napping children he makes his way to the door seeing the last person he expected at his door.

"Where are my grandbabies?"

#top gun #top gun maverick #top gun x reader #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley rooster x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #miles teller #rooster #jake seresin #hangman #jake hangman seresin x reader #glen powell #gbaby meet the family #hangmansgbaby

[bylerisrealfuckyou]

No one asked for it but im doing it anyways 😎✨

All my ships with the hc's i have for them. And yes i mean ALL

We doin Deamus rn but i do others later 👌

Dean:

1. Rlly calm and paitent

2. Thinks its absolutely adorable when Seamus: yawns, laughs, pouts, tilts his head slightly in confusion, vibrates with excitement, is half asleep

3. Loves and i mean LOVES Seamus' hair (its rlly soft and fluffy and smells like chocolate)

4. Likes to ruffle Seamus' hair

5. Def helps him through the portrait hole thing (forgot name for it and im to lazy to look it up srry)

6. Likes putting an arm around Seamus' shoulders

7. Not to talkative but does like to ramble on about football or other random things occasionally

8. Draws Seamus constantly

9. Will give Seamus his jacket when he forgets it (lets be honest here, knowing Seamus, he probably accidentally set it on fire)

10. Noticed he liked Seamus by 3rd year

11. By 5th year he realized his love for Seamus was more than just a crush

12. Becomes more shy and embarrassed around Seamus by 5th year

13. Has memorized Seamus' favorite sweets (theres a lot)

14. Feels pained whenever Seamus obliviously does things like grabbing his hand when its cold, complimenting Dean on how fit he is, accidentally getting a little to close, hugging him for a few moments to long

15. Dean didn't entirely have a crush in Ginny (she didn't like him like that rlly either) but they had a rough break up any ways, eventually they became friends again, realizing how silly they were to dislike each other for a stupid argument

16. Definitely bisexual

17. Dean is a top

18. Lives for Seamus' hugs

19. Desperately trying to ask Seamus out with the latter being obliviously unaware

20. Obviously calls Seamus 'Shay'

21. Hates seeing Seamus hurt and completely FREAKS OUT when its rlly bad

22. Has rlly warm body

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Seamus:

1. Super energetic

2. Has a fiery temper

3. Surprisingly good at cooking

4. Not usually serious but when he is he's deathly serious

5. Either happy and cheerful or fiery and furious

6. Gives the absolute best hugs

7. Loves to hug Dean

8. Rlly oblivious and didn't realize he liked Dean till halfway through 5th year

9. Loves fireworks

10. Thinks Dean is to poetic

11. Usually forgets his jacket or sets it on fire

12. Rlly sensitive (Dean literally just has to tap him and Seamus will squirm and blush)

13. Doesn't notice Dean trying to ask him out til Neville mentions it causally, conversation goes something like:

Neville: ...and we know how Dean keeps trying to ask Seamus out, poor guy

Seamus: w-what!?

Ron: seriously mate?

Harry: its quite obvious, i mean, even I noticed!

14. Gets sunburned rlly easy

15. Asked out Dean (after realizing he returned the feelings)

16. Kissed Dean first

17. When he's mad/yelling his accent is stronger (wich renders Dean useless during the few arguments they have as he just thinks Seamus is adorable and forgets he's supposed to be mad)

18. Only Dean can call him Shay. No one else

19. Has RLLY warm hands

20. Loves spending Christmas/Summer break with Dean when he invites him over (almost every Christmas/Summer break)

21. I have accepted the hc that he usually just hangs around in the common room in only his boxers and it becomes a problem when he hits puberty in 4th year

22. Gets into fights more than necessary (worries the hell out of Dean)

23. Gay

24. Might be asexual (still doesn't know but has no desire for sex but he has no repulsion for it either. Just no opinion of it rlly)

25. Clings to Dean constantly in winter (he's rlly warm)

26. Rlly insanely stubborn

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Other ships with Seamus: none

Other ships with Dean: none

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PS: im a multi-shipper so watch out 🌝

#deamus #fluff #dean thomas #seamus finigan #dean x seamus #mango cheez

[royalsunshinehotel]

So we already have what if reader dommed the dev Patel characters. What if it was the other way around? (Reader getting dommed by the dev Patel characters) ps love your blog

A/N: this one kinda stumped me, I can't lie. Consulting credit to my bae @hecuba-of-troy as always.

Anwar Kharral (Skins 2009) Oh Anwar, he's been waiting for this opportunity. I feel like he's using a little bit of edge though, kind of condescending in a way. I feel like you'd be restrained for catching an attitude with him, and he'd be such a jerk asking obvious questions, "aw do you feel empty?" (you do), "Does that feel good?" (It does, so of course he stops), and he gets off on the power shift. He knows that your a major catch, so he'll take whatever you'll allow him to do to you. Anwar, in his soul, is a goober, and he's lucky that you trust him like this.

Sonny Kapoor (The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, 2011) Straight up, I do feel like you and Sonny see one NSFW video, and give it a go. It's a team effort, but you can't take him seriously when he tries to put on an American Accent like the guy in the video. Soft sex ensues. Sorry! Neal Sampat (Newsroom, 2011-2014) Neal fully knows he's broke, is underpaid at his job, and barely qualified for American citizenship. He also knows he's over six feet tall and has a big dick. You will be invited over to your boyfriends house, have a good meal, and some wine, and your boyfriend will proceed to mans-plain and condescend to you shit that he knows you already know, in his soft British accent. It doesn't matter because he's hitting it so good, in a way only he can. He's going to watch you go stupid on his cock, and have you agree with everything he's saying. Your a dumb little doll for him, aren't you?

Deon Wilson (Chappie, 2015) I honestly don't think Deon has it in him. He's too soft. Even when you tell him that he can go a bit harder, be a bit rougher, it's still only because you let him. Everything he does is for you, and because of you. It's a privilege to be on top of you and he's going to make the most of it. Sheru “Saroo” Bierley (LION, 2016) Whew. Girl. I feel like Saroo fully feels his Dom mode after the two of you get in an argument. You like being a brat, and you like being his brat. It's dumb, because in his own way, Saroo's a brat too, he just wants to fuck you so you quit mouthing off. Your so much better behaved after he's fucked you all mean like this. I do feel like Saroo would be well aware that he's being a brat, but he's bigger and stronger and more muscular than you. He also wants you on all fours, and your more than happy to. Saroo, being a 'brat', will probably tear your clothes so you "can't leave" the next morning (it's a lie you totally can, and you didn't like that shirt anyway), but please know when you DO leave you're limping, as well as smiling.

Jay Menha (The Wedding Guest, 2018) I feel like Jay and you know each other to the point where it's just a look on his face, and you let him push you down. If you use his full name 'Sanjay', you get a harsher pace, that you know you'll feel tomorrow. More than anything, i feel like Jay being a dom would be stress relief. He's a soft, creative man, but him driving into you, using your holes, is something that's both necessary and encouraged in your sexual relationship.

David Copperfield (2019) David had me so stumped, but I really do feel like this is more of a collaboration than straight-up dom behavior. It would probably be closer to role-play. David thinks you hung the moon, so it's not a surprise when he forgets his lines and starts nipping at the inside of your thighs. You're an actress, so your annoyed at his lack of professionalism. He makes up for it though, he always does.

Joshua Madika (Modern Love, 2019) Put on the most expensive clothes in your closet and let your man tie you up and eat you. Joshua responds mostly to hair pulling or whatever pet name you've given him. He loves to see you in the pretty clothes he's bought you, probably crying because you literally just want to come, that's it. But you can hold on a little longer right? Be good for daddy?

Sir Gawain (The Green Knight, 2021) Definitely responds only to 'my king', or 'your majesty', and plays a lot with temperatures. You will be getting bred because Gawain can never have too many heirs, and you will most likely be getting spanked/ swatted with a paddle. He likes calling you 'his whore', and there is a high possibility that he will spit in your mouth at some point during the evening.

#dev patel #sir gawain #the green knight #joshua madika #david copperfield #sanjay menha #jay menha #deon wilson #neal sampat #sonny kapoor #anwar kharral #skins uk #the best exotic marigold hotel #the newsroom #chappie 2015 #the wedding guest #modern love #I'm not sure if I like this one but I wrote it so it's pefect 2 me

[bihansthot]

Character Chart

Character’s full name: Hallvard Breivik

Reason or meaning of name: guardian of the rocky broad cove

Character’s nickname: Reaver

Reason for nickname: his savage nature in battle earned him the nickname

Birth date: October 20th, 1996

Physical appearance

Age: 27

How old does he/she appear: 22

Weight: 240

Height: 6’4”

Body build: twunk

Shape of face: face shaped

Eye color: gold

Glasses or contacts: neither

Skin tone: tan

Distinguishing marks: scar across cheek

Predominant features: striking eyes and strong nose and jaw line

Hair color: black

Type of hair: coarse and straight

Hairstyle: dreadlocks

Voice: deep with a Norwegian accent

Overall attractiveness: above average

Physical disabilities: slight hearing loss in left ear

Usual fashion of dress: light gray Lin Kuei uniform with lots of fur

Favorite outfit: doesn’t have one

Jewelry or accessories: a necklace passed down by his ancestors and a brass crown

Personality

Good personality traits: he’s out going and confident as well as loyal and helpful

Bad personality traits: boisterous and argumentative, can be very stubborn and difficult to deal with easily enraged

Mood character is most often in: happy go lucky

Sense of humor: dark and snarky

Character’s greatest joy in life: drinking and Tomas

Character’s greatest fear: losing Tomas

Why? He can’t stand the thought of losing the man he loves.

What single event would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil? Bi-Han or Tomas dying

Character is most at ease when: he’s letting Tomas braid his hair.

Most ill at ease when: when Tomas is away on a mission

Enraged when: Tomas is injured

Depressed or sad when: whenever Tomas is hurt or upset

Priorities: Tomas, Bi-Han the Lin Kuei in that order

Life philosophy: For Honor and Glory!

If granted one wish, it would be: to bring Tomas with him to Valhalla

Why? Because he wants to spend forever with his love

Character’s soft spot: Tomas

Is this soft spot obvious to others? Painfully

Greatest strength: his ability to get stronger and stronger the more injured he gets

Greatest vulnerability or weakness: he becomes useless and passes out from blood loss if he over does his power

Biggest regret: not being able to save his family from the house fire that killed them

Minor regret: not confessing to Tomas sooner

Biggest accomplishment: becoming one of the Grandmaster’s inner circle

Minor accomplishment: any successful mission

Past failures he/she would be embarrassed to have people know about: that he couldn’t save his family

Why? He doesn’t want his friends to know he was once weak

Character’s darkest secret: he started the fire that killed his family, it was an accident but got too out of hand

Does anyone else know? Tomas does

Goals

Drives and motivations: his motivation is to serve and protect the Lin Kuei

Immediate goals: protect Tomas

Long term goals: marrying Tomas and retire

How the character plans to accomplish these goals: Hallvard is convinced Bi-Han will eventually let him retire from active duty and move to teaching so he can continue serving the clan but won’t be in danger anymore.

How other characters will be affected: Tomas will most likely also retire and become a teacher. Bi-Han will continue to be Grandmaster and Scorpion will continue to play second fiddle.

Past

Hometown: Henningsvær

Type of childhood: a very active fun childhood full of fishing trips with his father

Pets: two big wolf dogs Vali and Balder (they survived the fire too)

First memory: the first time he held his baby brother

Most important childhood memory: the fire

Why: it was terrifying and burned into his mind forever, Hallvard was stoking the fire as his father instructed him too but in the middle of the night a coal sparked out of the fireplace and ignited the carpeting and spread out of control. Hallvard managed to grab the dogs and make it outside but the front half of the house collapsed with his family trapped inside as they had been asleep up until Hallvard’s screaming awoke them but his Mother tried to get his baby brother out of the nursery and his Father wouldn’t leave without them and it took too long.

Childhood hero: his father and grandfather

Dream job: fisherman

Education: elementary and whatever schooling the Lin Kuei provides

Religion: pagan

Finances: a small allowance

Present

Current location: Arctika

Currently living with: Tomas, the Lin Kuei

Pets: Vali and Balder (they’re magic wolf dogs and don’t die because I said so)

Religion: pagan

Occupation: Assassin and Theif

Finances: fixed income from Lin Kuei

Family

Mother: Maja

Relationship with her: good

Father: Magnus

Relationship with him: good

Siblings: Geir

Relationship with them: protective older brother

Favorites

Color: grey

Least favorite color: red

Music: Norwegian death metal

Food: Fårikål – Mutton and Cabbage

Literature: he doesn’t really read must outside of military strategy

Form of entertainment: sex and sparring

Expressions: “knulle meg” “tull” “dø” (“fuck me” “bullshit” “die”)

Mode of transportation: horseback

Most prized possession: an onyx band he plans to propose to Tomas with

Habits

Hobbies: training, sparring, honing his blood magic

Plays a musical instrument? No, unless clapping cheeks counts?

Plays a sport? No

How he/she would spend a rainy day: cuddling with Tomas

Spending habits: basically nonexistent as the Lin Kuei provides everything

Smokes: no

Drinks: yes

Other drugs: no

What does he/she do too much of? Drink

What does he/she do too little of? Takes care of himself

Extremely skilled at: working himself into a blood frenzy

Extremely unskilled at: being couth

Nervous tics: cutting himself with his nails or knives

Usual body posture: hunched over

Mannerisms: commanding presence, boisterous laugh, confident stance, expressive gestures, loud roaring voice

Peculiarities: he has basically no off switch until Tomas intervenes, then he’s very calm and reserved

Traits

Optimist or pessimist? Optimist

Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert

Daredevil or cautious? Daredevil

Logical or emotional? Emotional

Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Disorderly and messy

Prefers working or relaxing? Relaxing

Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Very confident

Animal lover? Yes

Self-perception

How he/she feels about himself/herself: he’s hard on himself for not being able to safe his family

One word the character would use to describe self: survivor

What does the character consider his/her best personality trait? Confident cheerful demeanor

What does the character consider his/her worst personality trait? Easily enraged

What does the character consider his/her best physical characteristic? Pecs

What does the character consider his/her worst physical characteristic? Big boney feet

How does the character think others perceive him/her: positivity

What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: nothing

Relationships with others

Opinion of other people in general: people do bad things and deserve to be punished

Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others? No

Person character most hates: Scorpion (he’s jealous of how close he and Smoke are), he doesn’t really hate anyone he’s just a jealous person

Best friend(s): Bi-Han, Sektor

Love interest(s): Tomas

Person character goes to for advice: Scorpion

Person character feels responsible for or takes care of: Tomas

Person character feels shy or awkward around: Tomas

Person character openly admires: Bi-Han

Person character secretly admires: Tomas

Most important person in character’s life before story starts: Tomas

After story starts: Tomas

Hallvard was orphaned at a young age and was forced to survive in the harsh wilds of Norway with the help of his dogs Vali and Balder but was taken in by a young Lin Kuei operative (Hydro) who was in the area at the time of his personal tragedy. He was taken back to Arctika and raised alongside his fellow Lin Kuei and trained to be a reaver. A reaver gains their powers from damage either self inflicted or received during battle, the more damage Hallvard takes the more damage he’s able to inflict. It’s a double edge sword however and he can easily get too injured and collapse in battle, his attack style is very aggressive and reckless, his goal is to get injured and it drives Tomas crazy who usually patches Hallvard up after missions. Hallvard is a verse, he’s just as happy to let Tomas take the lead as he is to take the lead himself. He’s very sweet and doting and very much a Golden Retriever Boyfriend, he’s good friends with everyone in the Lin Kuei but he’s particularly close to Bi-Han and Sektor, despite being horribly jealous of Scorpion they’re actually very good friends. He knows Tomas would never be unfaithful but sometimes he’s worries he’s not good enough for Tomas and that he deserves someone better and more refined like Scorpion. Hallvard is very loyal to the Lin Kuei as they took him in and raised him after he lost his family in the tragic fire, he looks up to and respects Bi-Han as Grandmaster immensely but also loves having drinking contests with him, usually ending in a tie when they both pass out from stubbornness. He loves spending his down time with Tomas and tinkering with his grenades and other weapons in his arsenal, he’s gotta make sure his baby is well stocked up. He’s very go with the flow and doesn’t have a lot of strong opinions and usually defaults to Bi-Han’s judgment.

OC template came from gaiaonline hopefully you lovelies like him 🥺 I don’t know how much we’ll see of him but I really wanted someone to ship with Smoke.

#mortal kombat #mk oc #mk oc reaver #hallvard breivik #tomas vrbada #lin kuei #lin kuei oc #male oc #gay ocs #mk smoke #smoke x reaver

[katbrando]

✽ "what the fuck is a dinokat ??"

it's spring of 2022, stars align as a burnt out artist watches a british herpetologist expertly feeding an alligator at the local zoo, his thick accent and toothy smile taking root in her mind and haunting her every waking thought. after a series of visits, the two gradually begin talking, only to realize their interests and humor align almost perfectly. a friendship develops, then much stronger feelings. mutual pining in full swing, they both try to ignore their desires for fear of ruining the bond they have. most of the people in diego's life only know him at a surface level; he's always struggled with developing close relationships even now in his mid-20s. and kat? a series of trauma renders her nearly impossible to connect with at a deeper level. it's on a quiet night in the heat of the summer when the tension gets unbearable. sitting in diego's car, overlooking the city, the pair finally let go and give in, sharing a kiss tinged with the spice of dr pepper and the sweetness of watermelon la croix. that night marks the beginning of a relationship unlike anything either of them have ever experienced. months of awkward adjustment drag on; arguments erupt over miscommunication, difference in intimacy levels, and the drastic contrast of their core personalities. it takes a while, but eventually they settle into a healthy rhythm. diego learns patience, gives a dash of humility a shot, and adjusts to the unfamiliar feeling of nervousness. kat's walls gradually fall and give way to hesitant trust, her self-confidence slowly grows and intimacy becomes easier, bit by bit. fall of 2022 they move into a cute little house in the middle of the suburbs together, something that neither of them ever envisioned for themselves, especially so quickly after beginning a relationship. but they've found home in each other, and their bond only strengthens as they meld their lives together. during the summer of 2023, diego is plagued by a constant desire to further the relationship. fear still holds him back, but the question is inevitable. it's just a matter of time. finally, on october 8th, standing on a hill overlooking his childhood neighborhood, diego drops one knee into the wet grass and pops the question.

✽ modern au diego brando

⋗ age: 26 ⋗ birthdate/zodiac: august 19th, leo ⋗ occupation: herpetologist, runs the herpetarium at the local zoo ⋗ moodboard & soundtrack ⋗ backstory ⋗ other details: born in manchester, diego grew up closely bonded with his mother who unfortunately passed when he was only 13. his father was verbally and physically abusive, driving diego to spend most of his youth sneaking out and getting into trouble. his father pressured him to study law, but diego (a perfect student with flawless grades and an above average iq) had an endless list of opportunities and sought out other avenues. his father later disowned him when he realized diego wouldn't be following in his footsteps. coming to the US to study abroad was diego's way of escaping his father's influence for good, though without his only parent's financial support it proved difficult to settle in for a while. he gained his stand powers from a mysterious lizard that bit him while he was still in university. though he mostly pursued herpetology due to a love of reptiles in general, he was also desperate to learn more about the abilities he'd gained. in this universe his powers are much more subdued; he is able to manifest a tail, claws, and sharp teeth, but he cannot fully transform into a dinosaur. he still has the capability to transform other living things, but he mostly uses his powers for innocent, domestic purposes. no need for scissors in this household. has a pet bearded dragon named anguirus (namesake from the godzilla franchise), they are best friends and rarely seen apart if both are at home will frequently insist he was involved with alex turner of arctic monkeys when he was younger and still living in the UK. whether this is true or not it leads to some very interesting stories drives an orange 1973 BMW which he, oddly enough, calls "silver bullet" (most likely a continuation of the beloved silver car he previously owned in the UK but tragically couldn't bring to the states) interests include reading nonfiction books, watching the sunrise every day, morning jogs, occasionally writing poetry, collecting vinyls, films, playing strategic board games, and keeping up with fashion trends

✽ fics & drabbles

main lore fic / currently 3.1k (major wip) father's day '23 / 1.7k roadtrip car sex / 4.7k my birthday '23 / 10.9k valentine's day '23 / 3.9k circus date / drabble

✽ dynamic details (based on this post) -

(these need to be updated!) basics, attraction, romance, interests, preferences, daily life, situations, difficulty, differences, relations, future

✽ additional posts -

NSFW alphabet ship soundtrack "meet my otp" meme date day/night moodboard wedding moodboard

[ updated jan 6th '24 ]

#dinokat #self shipping #jjba self shipping

[scribespirare]

So I'm considering starting a Miguel O'Hara x Reader on AO3 and was just wondering if you may have some ideas and tips, considering you masterfully capture Miguel's character in your flowerbite/flowerfang oneshots and whatnot. I've read them all, don't worry. I wouldn't say I'm new to the idea of writing fanfiction, but it's more or less finally putting myself out there as my primary audience has been my friends and, you know, could use some minor pointers, if you will. You don't have to answer. I'm just wondering because you're the main Spider-Man Across The Spiderverse Tumblr account I follow, so... idk.

Hey! I don't mind answering at all. X reader fics are very much not my thing but they have their place in fandom as much as any ship material. I'm gonna put this under a readmore cause it might get a little long!

First I'm gonna talk about some general stuff about adapting just about any character for fic! You might not need this anon since you sound like you already do some writing, but I figured I'd include it anyways

The best advice I can give is to spend time learning a character's voice and mannerisms. Even if you're not writing from their perspective, getting dialogue and movement down accurately can allow you loooots of leeway for being out of character in other areas, either on purpose or unintentionally. This can look like speech patterns, intonation, word choices, and accent, as well as when a character speaks up (are they a chatterbox? Are they the silent type? Do they have a tendency to butt in?). Physical mannerisms can look like nervous tics or habits (hair pulling, biting a lip, shifting weight), ways a character might move when they're speaking, or things like how they walk, run, sit, or fight.

OKAY so onto Miguel. The thing about Miguel is that...I actually don't know him as a character all that well. I'm just pretty good at doing all the above stuff and extrapolating what I can from atsv and fandom posts to fill in the rest. What I've put together so far is that he's a hero at heart, but one who's been pushed past the point of having hope in the world or future. He has resigned himself to doing the dirty work that no one else wants to because it's the only way he can imagine a future at all. This manifests in him being terse, angry, and difficult to be around or work with. When writing him I try to picture what could be the absolute worst case scenario of his current situation, and have him react as if that scenario is inevitable. That means disregarding his own emotions over every little thing and bitterly accepting losses or defeat in situations that aren't literally world ending, such as being broken up with or an having an argument (this makes him highly susceptible to manipulation btw if u like angst).

I don't always write him as miserable as his movie version tho, b/c I'm a softie and like fluff lmao. So for softer stuff I just kinda follow a tsundere archetype. He's gruff and rude but he will always always always support anyone he cares for, even if he'd never admit to it. With a lover I picture him as a little overbearing and possessive but squishy once you get to the core of him. The kind of guy who knocks out someone who slapped his partner on the ass and also cooks regularly for them and remembers important dates. But at the same time gripes at/about said partner, maybe shoves them around a little, and threatens them semi-regularly if they're tough or outgoing. For a softer love interest id imagine him as being overly careful with them instead, worried about hurting them with his size or strength or general shit attitude constantly.

As for the speech and physical aspects I was talking about, it's key to remember that he's quite literally part spider. Like has spider dna, not just magic spider powers like the others. He's faster, stronger, and has sharper instincts and reflexes. He moves and behaves like it. Like a predator in an overstimulating environment.

Speech wise, I find I like to have him slip into Spanish for particularly emotional or impactful statements, as well as for those little common expressions people use without thinking about them (hello, goodbye, how are you, curse words, stuff you say on auto pilot). He also mumbles a little and has a very casual speech pattern like any day to day American but not so casual as to use slang often or slip into AAVE the way Miles does. Very rude too, cutting people off or talking over them.

Okay I have prattled on for fucking ages now fjejdjsnsd I hope some of this helps???

#asks #god i hope this is useful for u anon and what u were looking for fjsndnsm #HI I DIDNT REALIZE U WERE ON ANON TILL JUST NOW IM SORRY FJSNFFNDN #*werent #WERENT

[oumaheroes]

Another of my fave hcs that you have written, is the one of England and his accents within his own country

And the idea that depending on what area of his country his visits, his accent accommodates to the area he's in.

And I can imagine England taking France or Portugal or ANYONE to Tyneside. Maybe after a long drive of silence, just enjoying each other's company (maybe not France and England)

And after maybe an hour or two of not talking, they get out of the car and they ask England a question, only to get whiplash from how hard they turn to look at him when they hear his accent has gotten stronger and "What did you say?"

And from then on, the rest of the trip is just constant "what was that?" , "Can you say that again?" "What are you saying?!"

I can imagine a conversation between America and England, where England thanks an employee (from whatever store or restaurant that has name tags) named Ian and just an argument of

"What did you call him?"

"his name tag said Ian"

"That's not what you said"

"Yes it is"

"No, you called him EE-n"

"What's your point?"

"It's pronounced EE-an"

"that's what i said"

"No you di- say it again"

"Ian"

"There it is! You're not saying it correctly, it's Ian!"

"That's what I'm fucking saying!"

And the argument just goes on and on and England's accent only gets thicker with how riled up he is getting to the point where America has to stop it from going further because ehe stopped understanding England twelve sentences ago

YES ANON, you get it you get it

England moves with his people and his people are a phonetically varied lot

#i cannot add to this. this is how i see it and i am cackling #heroes answers #heroes treasures #i love america becoming both more frustrated and more confused

[chickensarentcheap]

Answer me this....Tyler and Esme :)

1. What are things they both find funny?

2. If they could each describe each other in one sentence, what would it be?

3. If they complimented each other, what would they say?

4. Have they made each other cry?

5. What causes them to fight?

6. What is a promise they have made to each other?

7. What is something they have each had to forgive the other for?

8. What do they love to do after sex?

Esme finds him funny, for the most part lol. Mostly because he has this dry, dead pan kind of humour that's been hilarious and savage at the same time. Like she gets kick out of how subtle he is when completely dragging and roasting someone. But she also finds the way he says certain words (because of his accent) funny and the Australian slang he uses.

Tyler finds her funny as well. But in a cute way. Like her freak outs over the snakes and spiders or the way she gets excited over even little things (like the turtles, in that chapter when they visited the lighthouse and she was looking for turtles). And that little bounce and squeal she does when really pleased about something. Other than that, the kids of course. The stupid shit they say and do. But as far as humour goes, anything very dirty or very sarcastic. he enjoys dry wit.

2. Tyler would definitely say something along the lines of her being the "strongest and bravest person I've ever met." And she'd definitely talk about how he's her 'rock and protector 'and the first person to ever make her feel 'safe and secure.'

3. Esme would definitely tell he's the hottest and sexiest man on earth lol. But also that he's a good man. He's strong and he's resilient and so smart. And an amazing dad.

I think he'd compliment her on how well she's held things together. There's been many times she's had to carry everything alone, and she's always managed. And he'd definitely tell her that she's do an incredible job with the kiddos. That he couldn't have asked for a better mother for his children.

4. Not intentionally. In a bad way. I mean, they've both cried over one another during harder times. But she's written beautiful things about him on a father's day card or birthday card or anniversary that have gotten him choked up. And he's done things for her that have overwhelmed her. Like the bookstore, the necklace of her father's, even having those cupcakes flown in

5. When it comes to fighting, it's usually about him not taking care of himself and pushing himself too much. Or the job. They're very good at communicating now, but every so often, they get into some pretty heated arguments.

6. That it's always "Tyler and Esme against the world." They're stronger together than they are apart. And they hold onto that. That promise to do whatever they have to stay together, keep their family together, etc.

7. When he went back to the job without even discussing it with her first and then his spiral back into alcoholism and drug addiction. He was very volatile and said a lot of hurtful things to her. About hating her and wishing he'd never met her and her ruining his life. Sometimes he'd grab her so she couldn't walk away during a fight and it left bruises, unfortunately. She forgave him for all that. As for what he's had to forgive, I guess it's when -in the middle of the grief that came with losing their second daughter- she said it was his fault that the baby died. That he should have chosen the baby over her.

8. They've always loved to cuddle (Tyler would never admit, and says he does it because he knows she enjoys it and wants it lol) and talk. They've had some pretty deep and meaningful and long conversations after sex lol

#Tyler and esme series

[funkymbtifiction]

Hey, Charity I have been struggling lately to find my enneagram type. I was wondering if you can help me please.

My core drive in life is to be successful, good at everything, and develop new skills in order to gain competency. I strive to be seen as the coolest, smartest and best dressed in the room, and if I am not I will become whatever persona is seen as the coolest. I have noticed that I will change my persona every week based on what I perceived to be `cool’ and somewhat desirable to others.

I am a social chameleon and extremely adaptable person who subconsciously adapts my behaviour of those around me. I tend to pick the lingos, language and certain accents in environment. For example if I was to move to Australia or Canada, I know for a fact I will come back with that accent. Winning is everything to me, if takes cheating to win, so be it because my main goal in everything is to come out on top and look good whilst on top. I am very charming, likeable individual who can get along with any groups of people whether it be the nerds, jocks, or goths.

In spite of this I am rather quiet, reserved person. I don’t like other to know what I am thinking or feeling and always put on a brave face when I am going through trauma or distress. Even though I am ambitious and hard-working , I wouldn’t consider myself a workaholic as my leisure time is very important to me and tend to get worn out once I have worked hard enough. I take myself very seriously and always in pursuit of bettering myself, I am never satisfied with what I have and always strive to be a better, stronger, smarter person. Whenever I fail at something or don’t achieve anything in a long time, I either fall into super-focused mode where I do anything and everything to make sure I don’t fail the second time or I give up completely and become lazy.

I can be rather moody and unpredictable. But I also want to maintain my identity and be seen as somewhat different and unique from the crowd. I struggle between wanting to fit in the and being different and standing out from the rest.

I am a peaceful person who doesn’t likes conflict and doesn’t enjoy in petty arguments or beef. I like peace and quiet but to the point of boredom, I also don’t like when things are going to slow as it as time doesn’t wait for nobody and it isn’t something you can get back.

I hope this was helpful.

Straight up 3w4.

#question #enneagram