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virsancte · 1 month
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good days aren't easy to come by
#simblr#ts4 legacy#valentine gen 4#fun fact for context on why i care so much abt him finally choosing to play the piano on his own#but it's gonna get Long so strap in#basically. the guitar he used to have had been with him since he was like...... my god. probably about 15#he bought it at a yard sale for pennies from an older woman#it belonged to her late son originally and it wasn't even . supposed to be a part of the sale in the first place. she just took a liking to#devin and figured that really it's better in the hands of someone who would use it than for it to collect dust in her garage forever#and he couldn't really practice at home. his parents... are not exactly the kindest people you've ever seen#he was too afraid of them destroying or throwing it away so he'd sneak off to god knows where and learn how to play it from old#youtube videos on his busted up phone#it quickly became Everything to him. his most prized possession. and it wasn't a shitty guitar either. the son was a professional musician#that's how ellie and devin met in the first place. he was playing at the market she used to sneak out to in the evenings to#and she instantly knew . this boy is going places and really they might as well go together#enough backstory of the backstory. long story short: he was struggling to make rent eventually and was out of vinyls to pawn off#so he had no choice left. it was either that or he'd get kicked out along with his sister. who was still struggling a lot w/ addiction#so he sold it. and it broke him. he's literally just not been the same since losing it#his sister stole him a guitar from a music shop she'd go to sometimes but it just wasn't the same and he had not played an instrument since#until now anyway#still not a guitar. but maybe someday#or he can find his old one and buy it again.........#lmfao if you made it here congrats. you win nothing bc im broke but i do respect you
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commsroom · 10 months
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doug eiffel is relatively offline, his choice of... constant, unyielding background noise so he never has to be left alone in the company of his own thoughts... is the radio and/or tv, but he is also always watching youtube videos like "Can We Drive 1,200 MILES in an ABANDONED Van With NO TITLE? - First Start in 17 Years" and "Monster Jam - INSANE AIR Compilation." zero doubt.
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The classism in the "music gear" scene is fucking atrocious. So many people will shit on other people for using affordable gear as a way to justify within themselves that dropping $3,000 on a guitar was a smart financial move.
About 3-4 years ago I joined a band and a month after I joined we went on some video podcast. Play a few songs, do an interview, something I've never done before but it seemed like it'd be fun.
I wasn't able to really get a word in during the interviews (stuttering/speech impediment/anxiety issues ran wild) but I was able to speak up whenever the host went around and asked us what our favorite instrument/gear brands were. Weird question, but alright buddy.
I've always been a fan of cheaper gear. You don't need all sorts of expensive shit to get the sound you want. So when he asked my answer was "Squier" and the dude just started laughing. Because who possibly would prefer one of the cheaper brands??? (Keep in mind this douche had a whole wall of the absolute worst looking collection of custom shop BC Rich guitars you've ever seen.)
Eventually he backed down once I started arguing with him about it, but his immediate elitist attitude really struck a cord in me because I see that shit all over the internet in music communities. "Oh you only like Squiers/Epiphones/Harley Bentons because you can't afford BIG BOY guitars like a $5,000 Gibson".
Fuck right off with that shit. Why would I pay thousands of dollars for a guitar when I can get something that works amazingly for me for just a few hundred dollars? The extra money I save by not dropping 4 figures on a guitar or amp goes towards paying my bills, feeding my kids, just trying to fucking live and exist.
At this point I've had to sell 99% of my music gear after over a decade of following the gear chase. I only have a "cheap" acoustic I bought several years ago for $350 and it's the best guitar I've ever had. I love my little busted neck Hummingbird to death.
I'm much happier now than I was when I had a huge assortment of pedals and guitars to choose from. The Gear Chase is designed to make you want to spend more and more money in an endless pursuit of finding that "perfect" piece of gear. Guitar companies, partnered youtubers, influencers, and all sorts of advertisement campaigns are purposefully trying to misguide you into thinking you NEED their product. It's marketing and capitalism at work and so many musicians fall for it every time. I fell for it for years before I got completely fed up with it.
Go out and gig with your Squier Bullet Strat and a cheap amp you found at a pawn shop, fuck anyone that gives you shit for it. Go ahead and record with whatever you have at your disposal. Put out an album that's comprised of Voice Memos you recorded on your phone with just an acoustic and your voice.
Music, like any art, is about way more than what you used to get there. It's how you express yourself that really matters. Don't listen to the elitists and marketers telling you the only way you can authentically reach your creative vision is by buying their snake oil.
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kimberly-spirits13 · 9 months
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Imagine Watching the Glass Bottle on Stair Videos on Patrol with Bruce
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It’s a clear night in Gotham, where if the lights of the city all burned out, you’d be able to see the stars. The rouges and petty criminals of the city seem to all be asleep in their beds, cozy, dreaming about their newest schemes. You and Bruce had split up to patrol the bank district of Gotham one last time before calling it an early night. After swinging building to building, not seeing any trouble brewing, you were satisfied with your work.
            “All clear in 508.” You said into your earpiece, “It’s also kind of cold out here, we should get hot chocolate or something on the way home.” 
            “Almost cleared 513.” A gruff voice replied, “I told you it was going to be chilly.”
            “You didn’t say no on that hot drink though.” A smirk formed on your face and translated in your voice, “Consider it a reward for braving the cold when there’s literally no one out here.” 
            You heard a laugh on the other end, “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to go through somewhere. I’ll tell Alfred.” “ETA in 10 minutes.”
            With that, you settled into a boredom with the night. There wasn’t anything to burn off steam, no one to string up from your favorite gargoyle, and no Bat whose cape you could use for warmth. You turned on your phone and opened YouTube to search for entertainment. In your suggested you saw a compilation video of random people tossing glass bottles down stairs. 
            “Well, this looks like something.” You mumbled to yourself, tapping on the video.
As you watched the video, you became engulfed in watching the Vodka and pickle jars smash on marble or concreate surfaces. It was the most enthralling thing you saw all night, and probably the most mundane thing you’d see on patrol for the rest of the week. 
A few minutes passed and you were leaned up on a gargoyle, phone resting on the flat stone foundation, and your feet behind you so that you looked like you were doing a sad plank. The only thing interrupting your bliss was the swooshing sound of a cape and heavy footsteps coming behind you. You didn’t have to turn around to know it was Bruce. 
“Whatcha watching?” He asked, placing a hand on your ass and shifting to be closer to your side.
“Those glass bottles falling down stairs.” You said not taking your eyes off the small screen, “See this one is Vodka, so it’ll break immediately.” 
“I hope you’re not getting any ideas.” Bruce said, getting into the same position as you to observe the phenomena closer to you, “Alfred would definitely not approve.”
“No, no, I don’t plan on busting my butt trying to clean up after this.” You quipped, “But I will watch others set themselves up for that.” 
Bruce continued to watch for a few more seconds before standing back up, “You know if you want that hot drink, we should leave.”
“You’re probably right.... Just watch these Orbees.” You sighed watching the colorful cascade of little balls fly down the steps.
“Yeah, Alfred would definitely kill you for that.” Bruce pulled you up and took you by the waist as you tucked your phone back into your pocket.
He quickly dipped his head, stealing a warm kiss from you. Your nose was cold on his cheek but that didn’t bother him. The two of you zipped down the side of the building and climbed into the Batmobile to retrieve a hot drink, and cozy up in bed to watch more videos of bottles being destroyed for the sake of satisfaction and internet views. 
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pjoxreader · 11 months
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Jason/Reyna/Percy with a deaf/hoh significant other?
Deaf/Hard Of Hearing Reader
Jason Grace
-Jason has a hard time learning sign language, but it isn’t for lack of trying. He tries to learn from books and such but it isn’t exactly easy, it’s hard to see how the hands move through just pictures.
-It’s not like he can look up youtube videos on it since phones are just a beacon to monsters. You can’t help but laugh every time you see Jason come over sheepishly holding an ASL book when he’s having trouble with a sign.
-The first thing Jason learns when you start to date is how to sign I love you. You can’t deny it was cute watching him but he ends up doing the signs for ‘I, love, you’ separately. Which was fine in itself but there was an easier way to sign that.
-He still has a lot to learn, and you can’t help but giggle at that and show him the easier way to sign it. All he had to do was put the middle finger and ring finger down, then face your palm to the person you’re doing the sign too. -You really love watching Jason teaching the other seven everything they need to know about sign language, so they can communicate easier with you. He really wants nothing more than for his friends to be close with you too.
-He loves signing ‘I love you’ during things like training or if you’re at dinner stuck at different tables. He easily falls in love with the language just as much as he fell for you.
Reyna Ramírez-Arellano
-Reyna would have already known some basic sign language, it’s the perfect thing to learn for a quest. Being able to work with your questmate on a plan without the worry of being overheard.
-That being said, she doesn’t know basic conversational signs. But as she already had the basic grammar and such down already it doesn’t take much effort for her to learn the rest.
-She learns **fast** though, and soon enough in her debriefs to camp she signs the entire speech too of what the plans for the day were. Even when you’re not there you find she’s signing anyway to keep up the practice.  
-She becomes a natural in no time, she can easily keep up with reading your signs and signing at a speed to match your own. She never once bothered writing down what she needed to say for a conversation sense she put all the effort into learning ASL.
-You two can easily plan a date night without anyone knowing, Frank was working on running drills while Reyna was working on planning a date with you. She was doing all of that while translating what Frank was saying as well.
-While explaining the rules of the war games to the newer campers you show the sign for ‘I love you’. Much to everyone's surprise she cracks a smile before clearing her throat and working on explaining again.
Percy Jackson
-How you first met is Percy asking you how to sign curse words. You were confused at first but do agree to teach him. However you soon enough find out why he wanted to learn that. -After a long quest with him you make your way to Olympus, to your surprise Percy then signs ‘dick’ to Zeus while making it seem he was just scratching his nose. You had to do everything in your power to not bust out laughing.
-Percy had the smuggest grin after that, it seemed he wanted to do that for a while… He starts to learn more curse words but then it starts to branch out to more normal signs. He struggled with the structure of wording sometimes but you’d be there to correct him.
-He did end up mostly signing curse words though. Whether it be to monsters, gods, or other campers that deserve it. But you couldn’t really blame him, he was from New York after all…
-The rest of the camp started to learn sign language because of him, well mostly curse words since Chiron didn’t fully understand all of them. It was the best way to insult each other without getting in trouble. 
-Clarisse was easily the second most person who knew the most amount of curses in ASL, since Percy and she would go at it. You have to admit this is not how you expected to be teaching people ASL but at least they were learning?
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jazminrhode1 · 8 months
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Hiding in a Car Video Sturniolo Triplets x Reader One Shot
Summary: You're best friends with the boys and they're filming their most recent YouTube video.
Warning(s): Swearing (minimal)
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You're sitting in the back seat, attempting to hide but, doing a shit job. You have your headphones in and are watching the latest episode of The Summer I Turned Pretty on your phone. As you near the end of the episode, the car door slams and when you look up you see Matt walking toward a couple across the parking lot.
You rip your headphones out, sit up and rub your eyes in an attempt to focus your vision. Chris whips his head around and, before you could ask he explains, "He's going to see what they got from the store".
You're stunned, silenced as your mouth hangs open in confusion. "I've never seen Matt act like this", Nick says as he pulls his phone out and starts recording.
"Was this a dare?" you ask, confused. "No, he just got up and left", Chris said, just as confused.
At this point, Matt was jogging back toward the car. "Who is this guy?" you say. "What'd he do with Matt?" Nick adds.
Matt gets back in the car, grinning from ear to ear. He had figured out what the couple had gotten from the store - breakfast things - and, more importantly, caught a Pokemon in the parking lot.
"What on earth possessed you, Matthew?" you ask, genuinely curious. "I have no idea", Matt laughs, "were you worried?" he asked.
You had to bite your lip to hide your smile. You rolled your eyes and shook your head - a terribly annoying thing that you learned from Nick.
"Y/n does it too," Chris said before he busted out laughing. Matt could help but laugh too.
"Tell me the appropriate response for when Matt, the triplet who can't even order at the drive-through, walks across a dark parking lot to ask two strangers what they got from the grocery store" Nick argues - he rolls his eyes and shakes his head which makes Matt and Chris laugh even harder.
This time, their laughter was too contagious for you not to laugh along. You all keep laughing until you feel sick.
Chris turns around and looks at you, "I'm glad you're here", he says. "Me too", Matt nods. Nick opens his arms and pulls you into a hug, "me most".
You love hanging out with the boys and hate that it seems to be less often as you get older but, nights like this remind you that, no matter how long it is between hanging out, you will all pick up right where you left off.
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wwbtsdty · 2 years
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The Perilla Leaf | 18+
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Summary: Jungkook is a possessive boyfriend, this is something you’ve always known. So what happens when that jealousy is put to the test? 
Rating: 18+ (Just Barely!)
Genre: idol!au, fluff
Pairings: Jungkook x Reader
Word Count: 1.6k+
Warnings: Explicit language, switch!jungkook, jealousy, sexual tension, super pouty jungkook, blink and you’ll miss it smut
Author’s Note: This story came to me after watching the MBTI video on YouTube with BTS. A very jealous Jungkook adamantly said he would never let his girlfriend peel a perilla leaf. He seemed so annoyed at the scenario, he couldn’t even control his foot tapping on the ground, replying No many times in pout to the members. So naturally I had to write a story about what might happen if you did just that. This is just a quickie drabble, so excuse any bad writing!
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Jimin, Taehyung and yourself were seated around a table, smoke drifting up from the grill between you as you watched the meat sizzle. Jungkook should be here soon, he had to get in a workout of course before joining for drinks.
You glanced around the practically empty restaurant, this was one of the few places you could go without being bombarded by paparazzi, and even then we had to go late at night.
You tapped your phone awake, 11:26… he was supposed to be here by 11. No doubt he got wrapped up yet again working on that delicious body you had had the pleasure of being intertwined with last night.
“I’m hungry!” Taehyung whined, fingers itching towards the meat, chopsticks in hand. You knocked his hand away causing Jimin to bust out laughing, “Jk will be here any minute!” Taehyung sat back with a pout, arms crossed on his chest.
Jimin wrapped an arm around your shoulder squeezing you against his side, “I’m sure he’s just running late, don’t worry!” Could he tell the worry was starting to eat at you a little, you’d had one too many run ins with the paparazzi to feel totally comfortable being outside the safety of Jungkook’s house.
On cue Jungkook ran through the front door, tucking his wet hair back into a black cap. He sent a wide smile your way, as he slid into the seat next to you. Ruffling your hair affectionately, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. “Sorry I’m late, let’s eat! I’m starving!”
He grabbed the beer in front of him you thought to order ahead for him about, oh, 40 minutes ago, it was probably warm by now you thought. Downing about half of it in one go before slamming it back down on the table in satisfaction.
“Ahh, Nothing like a beer after a hard workout!” Jimin and Taehyung raised theirs glasses to drink along with him.
“Now you can eat Tae.” Jimin nudged Taehyung in the ribs jokingly as Taehyung exclaimed joyfully digging into the food like man starved. You shook your head grabbing the perilla leaves to make yourself something.
Of course all the leaves were stuck to each other like always, peeling away the first leaf you placed it on your plate along with some meat and kimchi, making a little sandwich.
“Could you hand me the perilla leaves please Y/N?” Jimin asked, motioning to the leaves you had just sat back down on the table.
“Oh yah of course!”
You went to hand him the plate of leaves, suddenly remembering the leaves were all stuck together. “Ah, wait! Let me get that for you Oppa.” Peeling off the first couple leaves that were stuck together, you handed one to Jimin. “Do you want one Tae?” He nodded, mouth too full of food to speak. You handed one over to him as well before setting the plate down on the table.
Jungkook tensed suddenly going quiet beside you, a light tapping noise resounded through the restaurant. You of course hadn’t taken any notice of Jungkooks change of mood, too engrossed in eating the meat from the grill before the boys devoured it all. You still wondered where the hell they put it? If you ate as much as them you’d surely be as big as a cow!
The plates on the table started tapping lightly against the wood, as the tapping noise increased. Jimin and Taehyung stilling as they regarded the hopping plates curiously, looking at each other and then over to Jungkook who had gone quiet.
You reached out to steady a plate before it leaped off the table, your gaze shooting to Jungkook. “Um, baby? Your gonna break all the plates if you don’t stop tapping your foot.”
The tapping stopped, Jungkook started fidgeting with the skin on his neck. He still wouldn’t meet your gaze. You gave him a soft nudge in the side whispering under your breathe as Jimin and Taehyung went back to eating.
“What’s wrong? You’re obviously upset about something..”
He shook his head a bit too aggressively, busan satoori lacing his voice, “No.”
“Excuse me?” You couldn’t help the slight laugh that escaped you. He sounded so pouty, what the heck was wrong with him. His accent had even come out so you knew something was up.
“Try again Kookie.” You prodded his side playfully.
He peeked slightly over at you, lips set in a straight line. “No, No.” He moved on to picking at the skin on his arm, his tongue peeking out to prod his lip ring.
You heaved an exasperated sigh looping your arm though his as your tugged him up from his seat. “Excuse me boys, I’ve got a pouty bunny to deal with.”
You heard Tae and Jimin laughing as you pulled a stubborn Jungkook towards the back where the bathrooms were for some privacy.
“Alright, spill it Jk. Something is obviously bothering you.” You waited patiently for him to speak, crossing your arms to show your annoyance.
“You peeled the perilla leaves.. for both of them..” He spoke so softly you almost didn’t hear him at first.
“I did what now?” Suddenly you were very confused, he was upset you had helped Jimin and Tae with the perilla leaves that had been stuck together?
“You helped Jimin and Taehyung with peeling their perilla leaves.” He spoke a bit firmer now, his dark gaze finally meeting yours.
“Wow, okay. What’s wrong with helping them? They’re our friends aren’t they, I was being considerate.”
He shook his head angrily, “No!” His foot kicking out at the wall behind him slightly. Was he seriously throwing a tantrum right now over a leaf?
“Seriously Jungkook?” An exasperated sigh left you as you rubbed at the bridge of your nose. You knew your boyfriend was the jealous type but this was rather extreme.
“Next thing you know you’ll be holding their hands. Falling in love. Getting married!” He raises his voice slightly, you could see the tips of his ears turning red.
Okay, you didn’t know why this was upsetting him so much, but you didn’t want your boyfriend so mad over such a silly situation.
You took his face in your hands, placing a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose before rubbing your own against it. “Oppa, you watch way too many dramas.” You sighed as you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down for a hug.
He released a giant sigh, pulling you against him tightly, practically crushing you. He tucked his face against your neck, nuzzing you gently.
“I know…” he whispered defeated, “But your mine, and I won’t share you with anyone.”
Your heart flipped in your chest, melting at his words, “Like you could get rid of me that easily.” You laughed, nipping at his earlobe.
Suddenly his lips were mashed against yours, kissing you passionately. All thoughts of food and perilla leaves gone as he spun you around to slam you back against the wall. He gripped the back of your thigh tugging your leg up around him as he rolled his hips into yours. Your core throbbed with need as you felt him ready against you.
His mouth left yours, peppering kisses along your jawline and down your neck, leaving love marks in his wake. You were lost to his possessive touch, his fingers kneading your skin gently as his hand crept higher towards your ass.
You brought his mouth back to yours, you could never get enough of his lips. Nipping gently at his lower lip, you tugged on his lip ring with your teeth. He groaned in response, delving back into your mouth as he shoved his hips hard against your pelvis.
A loud crash in the restaurant permeated your desire, eyes opening wide as you remembered your surroundings. You shoved at his chest, which of course didn’t do much, the brick wall he was.
“Jungkook! We’re in public!” You hissed in his ear as he ducked back down to nuzzle your neck again. You did the only thing you could think of to get his attention, biting down firmly on his ear to get through to him.
He jumped backwith a yelp grabbing at his ear, “What the hell Y/N!”
You gestured around as if it was obvious, “Hello? Public. Restaurant.” You pointed out before motioning between you guys to signify this was not the time or place.
He rubbed at the back of his neck bashfully, “Oops?” You both burst out laughing simultaneously.
“I’m sure the guys are wondering where the hell we went.. we should head back.” You turned to head back to rejoin the group, just as you reached the table you were suddenly hoisted up and over Jungkooks shoulder causing you to let out a shriek. You would be embarrassed if you weren’t already used to Jungkooks antics. Instead you proceeded to give his firm ass a prompt smack.
“I gotta teach this woman who she belongs to!” He saluted them, giving a firm smack to your ass in kind that was sure to leave a mark. Jimin and Taehyung burst out laughing, a crash ringing out as Jimin fell to the ground.
Ah, the adventure of Jimin and chairs continues you thought to yourself. You didn’t even need to see what the noise was, everyone knew. “I’m okay!”
Jungkook made his way out to the parked car, setting you down to open the door and usher you inside. As he made his way to the drivers seat, buckling his seatbelt he glanced over at you.
You thought you might combust right there at the look he gave you, “I hope you didn’t plan on going anywhere tomorrow, cause you won’t be able to walk.” He smirked starting the car, this was the cocky playboy you had come to know.
Oh boy, you were in trouble.
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aalyssah · 1 year
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Mistake -P1-
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Mistake -P1- Mistake -P2- Mistake -P3- Mistake -P4-
Pairing: Seth Rollins x Fem!Reader
Warning: Angst, Augments, Break-Up, Crying, Cursing, Seth being an asshole.
Word Count: 2,861
Summary: Seth’s starts hanging out with his ex girlfriend more often and it cause an argument which leads to worse.
A/N: Should I make a Part 2? Hope You Enjoy!
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You didn't know what was with you today, but you weren't feeling it. Usually you would be happy, bubbly, and just energetic, but after what you've seen earlier, it ruined your mood.
You were planning a mini gift basket for you boyfriend Seth Rollins, that included his favorite snacks, drinks, video games, and other things, so when you drove to the arena to see him you thought he would be talking to Roman or Dean, but instead he was talking to a girl.
It wasn't just any girl, it was his ex-girlfriend, Becky Lynch. You weren't one of those possessive girls that controlled who he can talk to or what friends he can have, but just them being so close ticked something off inside of you.
Personally, you didn't have a problem with Becky, but it's just she was laughing and touching all over his muscle and he didn't do anything about it. He didn't try to stop her, in fact he leaned closer and whispered something in her ear making them both bust out laughing.
You was quick to storm off to The Shields' locker room, upset. Busting open the door, Roman and Dean looked up surprised. You wasn't set to have a match tonight, but due to Nikki Cross being sick, you had to take her place. "Y/n? What are you doing here? I thought you didn't have a match tonight." Dean asked, getting up to see what the basket was.
He took it out your hand and looked through it. "Ooo, snacks for me?" You went to your duffel bag, and picked out your gear. "No, it was for Seth, but he's busy with someone." You didn't want anyone to know that you are jealous because you were not in the mood for teasing from the boys'.
Roman looked confused. "Who?" You huffed, making your way towards the bathroom. "Just a little friend." You let out a scoff before walking into the bathroom to change. Roman looked over at Dean and hit his shoulder to stop him from reaching in the basket. "What do you think is wrong with her?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, don't ask me. All I know is that I'm about to take Seths brownies." Roman laughed, shaking his head before looking up at you. "You want us to walk you out?" You shook your head and grabbed your phone.
Deciding to scroll on twitter, to wait for them to call you, you saw a new topic trending. Clicking in it, it was a short video of Seth and Becky backstage answer questions. The video must've been taken by a WWE staff, doing it for a TikTok or YouTube Short.
The Staff member asked them, "Fans have one question for the both of you. Do you guys think you'll ever get back together?" Your eye's furrowed in anger as to why fans they would even want them back together.
"Uh- I'm happily taken with my girlfriend, but if we weren't together then yeah, I would love to give it another chance." Seth looked at Becky like they used to, when they dated, before laughing.
Although Becky was laughing too, it still hurt that he would even say that. You didn't even feel your hand clicking the comment button. Comments caught you eyes as you read them all, you felt sadness come to you.
BrollinsLover🖤: They were so much better when together.
🔥BurnItDown🔥: Why did Seth even break up with Becky? They could be top dogs in the company right now, but he went for Y/n?
Wrestling4Life: They honestly, should of stayed together.
SheildLover🤜🏾: Seth needs to leave Y/n because she isn't as good as Becky and will never be.
That last comment hit harder than ever, even if your afraid to admit it. You could feel somewhat burning to you eyes. You know that if you kept reading the comments tears would spill from your eyes and the last thing you need is for Roman and Dean to be worried.
Huffing, you threw your phone on the couch before opening the door and slamming it.
Roman and Dean looked at each other as Dean was chewing on the brownie. They knew that you only slam door if your upset or mad and 99% of the time, you're mad. They both eyed your phone before rushing over to it. With not shame they unlocked it and saw all the comments and heard what Seth said.
They were mad at Seth for saying something like that, knowing your past. Just in time, Seth opened the door. "Alright, see you later tonight!" Becky's voice was heard in the distance as he entered the room. "Hey you guys, have y'all talked to Y/n? She hasn't answered any of my texts." Roman face was stern as he looked at Seth.
Deans cheeks were full, due to the brownie, but he tried to look mad. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Seth's confusion was clear on his face as he looked between Dean and Romans face. The tension was broken when your music played around the arena, causing loud cheers to erupt.
Seth looked at the TV and saw you making you entrance. "I thought she didn't have a match?" He shrugged his shoulders band sat back and watched your match against your friend, Liv Morgan. "You would know if you paid attention to Y/n instead of other people." Dean muttered under his breathe. Seth looked at him.
"What do you mean?" They didn't respond, only watching your match. You were more aggressive than usual. Beating her in the corner, not breaking away until the ref had to physically pull you off her. You would yell at the ref and fans before putting her in a black widow.
Even though she tapped you didn't let go. The ref used all his strength before pulling you off. The commentary team commented on how aggressive you were for the match. You noted yourself to apologize to Liv later, but all you needed was to let out a little anger.
Walking back to the locker room, you were met by all three of the boys. "Oh, hey babe! You did so good out there." You looked at him up and down before walking past him, bumping shoulders. "What's wrong with her?" Seth rubbed his shoulders, asking Roman and Dean. They didn't answer, which left him confused.
While showering, you decided to brush it off. Seth says their just friends, so that means their just friends. You came out, dressed in street clothes, since Dean mentioned about going to the bar, (which you happily took) and went to the basket.
You sat down on the couch next to Seth before giving him the basket. "For me?" You nodded your head. He looked in the basket a little shocked. "Oh my god, is this the new game?!" You wanted to smile at him being happy, but the words he said during the interview and the comments were catching up to you.
"Yeah, I just got a paycheck last week, so I spent it on you." You watched as he took the snacks and a half eaten brownie? "What happened to my brownie?" You looked over at Dean, who was looking around the room, rubbing the back of his neck. "Hey, at least I saved him a piece!" He put his hands up in defense.
You laughed while shaking your head. "Thanks babe." He leaned over and placed a kiss on your cheek before opening some candy. "So, are you going with us to the bar?" Roman asked, looking at Seth. "Um, actually I was gonna go with Becky, for dinner." All the happiness you felt drained away fast. "What?!" The sudden outburst shocked three boys.
"What do you mean your going for dinner? Seth it's our night!" Every month you and Seth have this thing where on your day off, you make baskets for one another and then go out for dinner, but he's taking Becky? "Becky asked me if I wanted to go to dinner and I said yes, what's wrong with hanging out with a friend?"
You couldn't believe what you were hearing. "On our night?" Your voice got soft as you were hurt. "I don't wanna be a bad friend and cancel on her." The boys' sat in the back silently cursing at Seth for saying the wrong things. "So, who cares? It's either me or her." You waited for his answer, scared of what he was gonna say.
Seth rubbed his hands over his face. "Please don't make me choose I-" You cut him off in disbelief. "You shouldn't have to choose! It should be me! I'm your girlfriend for fucks sake, Seth!" You felt tears form in your eyes. You rushed out room, ignoring all the calls coming from Seth. You couldn't believe he would set up to have a date with Becky on y'all's night.
Not caring about your bags, in the locker room you went to the parking lot and took the car. Your sure he will have a ride with someone else. Driving home, you blasted music to try to get Seth off your mind. When you got home you went to the couch in the living and sat there, waiting for him to come through the door, apologize and take you out for that dinner, but he never did.
In fact you got a notification on your phone and it said that Seth posted on his story. Clicking on the notification, you felt your heart drop to the floor. It was a picture of Becky and Seth at the restaurant HE was supposed to take you too. They were smiling while looking in each others eyes.
You turned your phone off, feeling tears come to your eyes. Waking upstairs you went to the bedroom and slowly changed into your pajamas, thinking about everything. Empty room, cold bed, and no food in your stomach, with a boyfriend that was having dinner with his ex-girlfriend.
That night you cried yourself to sleep
You fell asleep not knowing if Seth ever came in that night because when you woke up, there was a note on your nightstand saying how he went out to the gym with Becky. You were tired of all of this. Becky this, Becky that, you didn't mind if he spent time with her, you just wanted him to treat you like his girlfriend.
He was spending way too much time with her and it was clear that they weren't over each other. Maybe, they do need to be together. You don't know, but all you knew is that if there is one more slip up, it's over. You hate to admit it, but all the evidence is there. Dragging yourself out of bed, you got ready for the day before heading to the arena.
At the Arena
You rolled your suitcase down the hall, near the boys' lockerroom. Tonight you had a match against Becky for the Raw Women's Title. You were nervous because this was gonna be the biggest match in your career and you wanted all the people you trust to be there for you. Walking through the door you saw Roman and Dean playing cards.
"Hey boys." You leaned over and hugged them each. "Hello, future champ, you excited for tonight?" Roman asked, before putting a card down making Dean curse. "A little nervous, but so what excited. Where's Seth?" You waited for them to answer. "I think with Becky, in the catering." You sighed before mumbling, 'of course'.
"Hey what's going on between the two of you?" Roman questioned. You avoid med eye contact. "What do you mean." Roman grabbed your chin, making you look at him. "You and Seth. You two have been...distant?" They didn't know how to describe y'all relationship, but they can see the difference.
"I don't know, he's been hanging out with Becky a lot recently." You fumbled, picking at your nails. "Yeah, he posted them at dinner on his story last night!" The reminder of that made you shutter. "Did y'all break up?" Roman said the two words you hoped you would never here.
"Not yet." Deans face scrunched up. "Yet?" You nodded your head. "I don't think he's ready to move on from Becky. They are meant for each other." You felt tears come to your eyes once more before wiping them. It's a special night for you and you shouldn't be crying. "I don't want too, but look at them!"
The door opened making y'all's conversation, being cut short.
"Hey babe!" Seth walked over and tried kissing you, but you pushed him slightly. "Hi." You went to your bag and got your gear out. "Hey, so look I know you are going up against Becky tonight, but I don't know who's side I should be on." You froze as you reached for your perfume.
"What?!" Roman yelled. When Roman yells, you know he's serious. "What kind of statement is that?" Dean added.
Seth looked between the his two brothers, confused. "Why are y'all yelling? I don't know if I should support Y/n or Becky." Seth held his hands up in defense. "Dude you shouldn't-" Your voice cut them off from arguing. "It's alright. Make your choice." Your voice cracked at the end of the sentence before you went in the bathroom.
Dean and Roman shook their head in shame. Seth let out a huff before walking out to talk to Becky.
During Match
You were so close. So close to winning, but Baron Corbin's music played, distracting you both. "Oh congratulations on your title shot Y/n. You really deserved it." Becky tried hitting you from behind, but you dodged it. "Y'know, I'm surprised Seth isn't out here with you." The mention of Seth's name slowed you down a little, but you brushed it off.
Baron made his way up the stairs of the ring, but Seth's music blasted around the arena making fans cheer. Seth ran down the ring before brutally, beating Corbin. "Seth what are you doing!?" You yelled. You didn't need him. "What do you mean? I'm helping!" All of a sudden you were caught up in a roll up pin, not too mention, she held onto the ropes without the ref looking.
Becky's music played all over the arena as the red handed her, her title. Your mouth was hanging opened as she raised her hand up in victory. Seth rolled in the ring and looked at you before stepping by Becky's side and raising her hand up. You didn't care anymore. Letting the tears you've been trying to hold in all day, fall. Your boyfriend, the man you loved is holding another girls hand up after 'beating' you.
It didn't help when Becky jumped in his arms and he happily accepted the hug. Honestly, it looked like they were still dating, by the way they were acting. You tried wiping the tears away, but it was almost like a waterfall, never ending. You rolled out the ring and walked back stage. On your way to the top of the ramp, you heard fans telling you that your better and how you should of won, but the title wasn’t what was on your mind.
Seth saw you leaving and quickly grabbed a mic. "Babe where are you going? Are you not gonna congratulate and show good sportsmanship to Becky?" A crew member came from the back handed you a mic. "Congratulate? No Seth, I'm not gonna congratulate her." Becky looked at you from the ring, feeling bad for your teary eyes.
"Why are you acting like this?" You scoffed in disbelief. "Me? Acting like this? No Seth it's you that's been acting different. Ever since you and Becky reconnected you've been blowing me off and I'm your girlfriend, but obviously you care more about you ex than me so I think it's best if we break up."
Gasped echoed around the arena as your voice cracked at the last sentence. Not being able to hold in a sob you realized it. Fans and Becky was feeling bad, but Seth? He was feeling angry. "Are you really breaking up with me because you couldn't win a title?" You looked at him in the ring with hurt in your eyes. "Look if you wanna break up, then so be it!" In that moment he reached over and hugged Becky.
You turned around to walk backstage, but before walking forward you held the mic to you mouth. "Goodbye WWE Universe." Nobody knew what you meant by that until it was informed by Vince himself that you asked for release. You stopped posting on social media and cut off contact with everyone except family.
All fans blamed Seth for your release and the Shield wasn't the same after you left. They shortly broke up after you left. They always agreed 'When one leaves, we all go.' Fans begged for The Shield to come back, but they wouldn't dare without having someone as special as you in the team.
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Can I interest you in an AU where Aizawa tries to woo Mic with horrible pickup lines from the internet, because he has no idea how else to do it? And mic thinks aizawa figured out his crush and is teasing him? Imagine he has a list of them and every so often he’ll bust one out like Is there an airport nearby, or was that my heart taking off? Completely deadpan.
Mic kinda half-laughs sometimes but once in a while he shoots one back in an attempt to defend himself. Aizawa considers this progress
Eventually Kayama pulls him aside like as hilarious as it is to watch you roast him, I think you’re starting to hurt his feelings.
Aizawa:
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Like he thought they were really getting somewhere and Mic is just weathering the storm.
Aizawa has to try something else, since the pickup lines didn’t work. So he goes to the card store and gets the biggest, cheesiest I LOVE YOU bear in the whole place. The cashier asks him if he would like to add an audio message to the bear, and he says he would. Now the bear says “I love you beary much” in aizawa’s expressionless voice whenever you squeeze it.
Hizashi sleeps with it every night, even though he’s still not sure if Aizawa is making fun of him. but he took the bear so aizawa thinks he’s batting a thousand. Hizashi is a lot of work to win over but aizawa is used to working hard. It’s worth it. Especially when he ends up in Mic’s room for something or other and sees the bear on the bed - he’s in cloud freaking 9 because!! Success!! Meanwhile Mic is dying of mortification and praying for a villain with a murder quirk to show up and put him out of his misery. Aizawa thinks they’re dating now. The bear has been accepted.
Now aizawa has to google “how to be a good boyfriend.”
So Hizashi starts walking into the apartment after a long day of radio stuff and patrols to find Aizawa is just... standing in the dark doorway. Waiting. “Tell me about your day” he demands, in the same tone he uses to interrogate criminals as Mic shrieks and drops all his stuff. He can’t figure out what it is Shouta thinks he did, and if he did do it, and there’s... something on the table. It looks like it was food once, before the war.
“I made dinner” says Aizawa, from behind him. The kitchen is not actively on fire but all the windows are open and a suspicious smokiness lingers. It’s the middle of winter. There is snow in the apartment.
“That was... so thoughtful of you...” Mic says, putting his jacket back on.
Aizawa nods. Date night is a success. Another flawless victory, thanks to the internet. He had tried to cook along with a YouTube video but didn’t understand some parts were cut out, to save time. Hizashi eats it anyway. This is what love is.
Aizawa had planned for them to watch a movie after dinner but it takes six hours to clean the kitchen. Most of the pots are unsalvageable. He wanted to make chocolate covered strawberries, but they were out of season. So dessert is one of those cans of mandarin orange slices with Hershey’s syrup poured into it. Then Aizawa tried to light it on fire, for fanciness. It didn’t burn.
It’s still freezing cold in the apartment at bedtime, so Mic offers to share his bed so they can keep warm. “Is that moving too fast?” Aizawa asks. He really wants to, but Hizashi has been so slow to win over, he doesn’t want to blow it by rushing.
Hizashi thinks he’s making fun of him again. “I’m not going to jump you in your sleep Shouta,” he grumbles, and aizawa nods. So it’s like that then. He makes sure to keep six inches between them, as a buffer. The perfect end to the perfect date. He’s amazing at this.
Aizawa also sets phone alarms, so he remembers to do things like Text Hizashi To Ask About His Day. Hizashi has to get used to his 3pm "what are you doing" text from aizawa. There are no follow up questions.
One of the things on the list of good boyfriend things to do was "compliment your partner!" so Aizawa made a list of compliments to use and he texts mic one per day.
"You keep the bathroom very neat"
"You always remember the name of the takeout place"
"You're very punctual"
Hizashi, sobbing: I don't understand what's happening
The best part is that Hizashi already does all the good boyfriend things, so Aizawa thinks this relationship is going great!! He's a very lucky man.
Eventually, Mic just gets pushed too far. Aizawa's daily 5pm compliment text was "you look handsome today" and Hizashi just fucking snaps. He leaves work early and rushes home. Aizawa is in the kitchen trying to figure out how to cook a stir fry. After they finish with the fire extinguisher, Mic throws it aside and says "I can't take it anymore" and full on dips Aizawa into a kiss.
"Finally," they both say afterwards. They think they mean the same thing, but they do not.
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chapter 8: bros so obsessed w me
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a month & a half later
“yo, wassup guys!” connie shouted at the camera from the passenger seat.
the four of you were in jean’s car, with jean in the driver’s seat, connie in the passenger seat, and you and sasha in the backseat.
“could you be any fucking louder, bro?” jean questioned while rolling his eyes.
“anyways!” you exclaimed from the backseat. “today we’re doing a q&a slash would you rather in the car, because why the fuck not?”
“we also have chipotle!” sasha said, putting her burrito into the camera.
“i swear if i see one grain of rice in my goddamn car, you guys will never set foot in here again.”
you three giggled at jean’s words, even though you knew he was dead serious.
“so,” sasha started. “we asked you guys on instagram to send us some questions.”
connie then opened instagram on his phone and entered the group account.
“yo, over 10,000 replies is crazy.” he said, scrolling through the replies.
question 1: when did u guys first start making youtube videos?
“we started making videos as a group back in middle school.” connie answered before taking a sip of his root beer.
you and sasha groaned. “those videos are mad embarrassing” sasha said.
you all nodded. “i looked fucking terrifying with braces.” you said.
“bro looked like missy from big mouth.” connie said before him, jean and sasha bursted into laughter.
a picture of younger you appeared onto the screen, with a picture of missy beside it. the words ‘spot the difference (HARD)’ were also on the screen.
“connie, you laughing a bit too much for a bitch who looked like eleven for most of their life.” you replied while rolling your eyes.
jean choked on his soda and sasha continued laughing.
“no,” laugh “fucking,” laugh “way,”
a picture of younger connie appeared onto the screen with a picture of eleven beside it. ‘twins’ was put onto the screen.
“the fuck are you two laughing at?”
“yeah, sasha. you literally looked like that funny bitch from the loud house,”
“and jean looked like sherman from mr peabody and sherman. with those round ass glasses.”
they both went silent and you and connie laughed. they then joined in and continued laughing.
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jean was answering the twelfth question when you got a notification on your phone.
it was a text from eren.
hot british guy: hey are you busy?
it had been a month and a half since you gave him your number, and you guys had been texting everyday. you had found out a lot more about him, like the fact that he lived with his adoptive sister and their childhood best friend.
you opened the text message and replied while your friends were arguing about which gatorade flavor is the best.
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with a smile on your face, you turned your phone off and rejoined the gatorade debate.
“bro fruit punch is literally the best flavor.” connie said.
“nah. we all know its lemon lime,” you replied, and sasha nodded her head.
“i agree. cool blue is definitely in second place.”
connie turned and looked at sasha with a hurt expression on his face.
“sasha, what the fuck? i thought you were my twin?”
“don’t ever do that expression again,” sasha told him before busting into laughter.
“okay!” jean said to the camera. “i say we wrap this shit up, before connie has a fucking meltdown,”
“fuck you!”
“hope you guys enjoyed the video, bye!” you and sasha said in sync.
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- the video concept is based the sturniolo triplets
- i haven’t updated in SO LONG IM SORRY
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Image Description: A reference sheet of an older Kaito Shinonome who's around 17 to 18. His hair has grown out more but it's still dyed yellow and is in a ponytail. He wears a blue tank top and a thick brown belt. His pants are green with disks sowed through around the thighs. Strands of fabric go down to the rings of the pants below the knee. He wears black platforms with silver shoelaces. He also has a silver locket with Dracmon's eye on it.
There are two fullbody drawings and two bust up drawings of Kaito. The first fullbody drawing has him standing away from the camera but looking over his shoulder to look behind him. His right hand is in his back pocket while the other rests against his waist. The first bust up drawing is Kaito rubbing the back of his neck with his right arm while blushing from embarrassment. The text "Affinity with Kaito up!" is displayed next to him. The second bust up drawing is him stretching after a supposed fight. He has bandages wrapped around his arms and bruises are randomly placed on his body. His right arm is stretched upwards while the other is reaching behind him. The second fullbody drawing is of Kaito standing and fidgeting his hands together while looking off to the side. He wears a leather jacket which covers up his necklace and shirt. The background is blue with a white border and his name is displayed on the right side of the drawing. End Image Description.]
Day 7 of @surviveweek: Post Game/Future
Headcanons under the cut (along with another doodle)
Full disclosure I've only played the Harmony route of Survive so my opinions will probably change in the future to become more accurate if anything's off.
Older Kaito tries really really hard to not get into fights and control his anger. He still has episodes but he knows every calming strategy under the sun and with Dracmon by his side, he's able to envision himself in a happier place and relax.
He runs daily early in the morning to not only stay active but get rid of excess energy if he's stressed. You can bet he's listening to hardcore metal most of the time during his jogs to really go all out. Sometimes Minoru joins him on a weekend and they take a slower pace together and vent out frustrations about family.
Despite the times they've butt heads, Ryo and Kaito hang out a lot one on one after Survive. They often are silent most of the time, but enjoy each other's presence. Aoi joins them every now and then to eat together or watch a movie.
Kaito has many videos downloaded on his phone of relaxing music to listen to while working. Even if he isn't the biggest fan of technology, he loves music and it helps improve his mood a lot. He has an MP3 player to use on his runs and Miu helps him download youtube videos of relaxing music to fall asleep to.
Kaito wears a locket with two photos: one of the gang together after a party and the other of him, Miu, and Dracmon. Whenever a major panic attack is building, he holds it close and looks at the photos to try to calm himself down.
While he's still on the antisocial side, Kaito has gotten better at being friendly and more trusting towards new people. Yes, the survive crew matters the most to him, but he tags along with his friends to certain school events to be more open.
Kaito loves to jokingly wrestle with friends. He and Takuma fight sometimes while hanging out and Aoi will indulge and arm wrestle every now and then. If Minoru and Kaito fight while playing sports together, they often chase each other around while Dracmon and Falcomon watch in amusement. Also, Miu loves to go on his shoulders and back. Not only to feel more tall but to make fun of Kaito if he shows any sign of struggle or weakness supporting the growing Miu. She does appreciate him trying for her but doesn't admit it
After survive, Kaito tried to let Miu handle her issues by herself more. He recognized that his violent habits often made things worse with her social life, so he agreed to back off. He only broke this promise once when he stumbled upon a couple of boys a year under him made fun of Miu and attempted to get physical with her. He ended up telling Takuma and they both scared the bullies off with as little violence as possible. Miu did get upset at Kaito, but forgave him after they sat down and talked about the situation.
also final headcanon (feat in progress older Miu design):
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Seeing all your cool home updates && half-watching some HGTV w/my mom while drawing had a simple prompt idea if you might be interested! Basically HGTV reno show Jonsa - Sansa is a designer and finally gets a chance for her own show but loses Rob (her #1 contractor) to an injury before filming starts && Jon jumps in (either to help Rob /or/ the studio execs (maybe Targs?) throw him in) and the two have to work together somehow. Idk idk, just wanted to share! <3
ANON.
No, you have no idea, I already HAVE a house reno wip. It's not super long, but... yeah. I've got that.
Here, I'll post what I have written of it, since we CAN'T GET ONTO AO3.
this isn't exactly your prompt, though I do honestly love yours a lot and sort of want to change mine. If I changed mine, the show Sansa works on would definitely be like Rehab Addict, where she restores old homes to their prior state instead of making them "modern"
But mine is sort of similar? This snippet is just the set up and doesn't include the part where Sansa decides to start a youtube channel for her renovations, (a la WabiSabE, which I used to watch and was probably the inspiration for this fic when I first started writing it like a year ago lol), and everyone starts shipping her with her contractor Jon, who she keeps forcing to be in the videos because she can't really make them without him being in it...
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Sansa winces as her car hits another bump and jolts her in her seat.
“You owe me,” she huffs out, hands tight around the wheel.
“I know, I know,” Robb's voice comes through her sound system and fills the car. He's distracted, she can tell, and she bites back a snippy comment. Robb's just so busy, he couldn't possibly get away.
That's not fair, the small part of her brain that's still being rational thinks. Of course Robb couldn't drop everything and come out to the middle of nowhere to deal with their Great Uncle Brynden's estate. Robb's got a new baby and his job.
Robb's got a baby, Arya's got her tournaments, Bran has school, and Rickon's still underage. All of her siblings have lives they can't get away from. All except her.
No significant other, no kids. A tenuous career that she can technically do from anywhere.
“Oh no,” she breathes, when the house finally comes into sight through the trees.
“What's wrong?” Robb asks, his full attention back on her.
“Robb,” she whines, the car coming to a pathetic, rolling stop on the overgrown gravel drive. “It's a mess.”
“A mess?”
She doesn't answer, too busy staring at the mansion in front of her. Or, what used to be a mansion, she thinks.
It's still vaguely house-shaped, but... The roof is missing shingles in multiple places, the windows all seem busted out. The steps up to the covered front porch are fine, but the porch itself has a massive sinkhole, and half the wood looks rotted and ready to crumble.
Gods, if this is what the outside looks like...
“What kind of a mess?” Robb asks. She's just about to start listing the many problems when she hears another car approaching.
“I've gotta go,” she tells Robb. “I think the lawyer's here.” She hangs up before Robb can answer, and watches the other car slowly emerge through the trees up the bumpy road, past the broken gates, and onto the circular gravel drive. It stops behind her and a man gets out. She gets out, too, phone clutched in her hand, just in case.
“Miss Stark?” the man asks, and his face splits into a kind smile when she nods. “Perfect, perfect. I'm Samwell Tarly. It's nice to finally meet you.”
Sansa moves forward to shake the lawyer's hand. He isn't what she was expecting. He's young, for one – maybe only a few years older than her. And he seems just as nice in person as he'd been over the phone. She didn't think lawyers came in nice.
“We should have met at your office,” she says, eyeing up the weeds sprouting from between the gravel and brushing against her ankles. “I didn't realize the road here would be so...”
Mr. Tarly laughs. “This place has been abandoned for quite some time,” he agrees. “I never met Brynden myself, but I’d heard about him. Apparently he decided to up and travel the world and left this…”
Sansa looks back at the crumbling mansion and feels her face scrunch up. She tries to smooth it out. “So, how fast do you think I can sell this?” she asks.
That’s when Mr. Tarly’s smile falters. “Well,” he starts, hesitant, “you see, it’s in such a poor state, I can’t imagine anyone would be willing to buy it.”
“But the land must be worth something? They can just knock it down and-”
“Ah,” Mr. Tarly winces, and Sansa’s sentence breaks off, unfinished. “I suppose you didn’t read all the fine print?” At the slow shake of her head, he grimaces. “Riverrun Manor is a historic property. You, legally, are not allowed to tear the structure down. Anything you do needs to go through lots of committee approvals…”
“So what you’re saying,” Sansa says, closing her eyes as reality crashes down around her, “is that literally no one is going to want to buy this.”
“Maybe if you find someone who’s both very rich, and very interested in Riverlands history?”
She opens her eyes and there must be a glare on her face, because Mr. Tarly winces again.
Then she turns back to the manor, and really looks at it this time. Beneath the grime and the moss and the crumbling wood, she can see what it used to be.
“What if I fixed it up a bit?” she asks, turning back to the lawyer. “What if I just did the major repairs, do you think someone would buy it then?”
She doesn’t want to do that, but it beats letting the property sit around even longer and paying the taxes on it. Or, worse, not paying the taxes and having that on her and her sibling’s financial records.
“I’m not a real estate agent,” Mr. Tarly responds, looking at the building thoughtfully. “But this is a good location, lots of historic stuff around. I wouldn’t doubt you could sell it if the building weren’t… well, that.” He waves his hand towards the manor.
“Alright,” she nods. “Maybe we should head to your office to do the paperwork, though? Then I’ll… I guess I’ll look for a contractor?”
Sam nods, and a bright smile lights his face again. “Oh, I know someone you can call!”
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My hottest take for a Trigun band AU is that Vash should be a former industry plant whose trying his absolute darndest to make a legitimate career without any inside connections after getting his shit blown up on TikTok
And of course he's trying to hide it from his new band mates to varying levels of success
Like one day Meryl busts in 5 minutes before practice (objectively 10 minutes late compared to when she usually shows up) (Vash is usually 10 minutes late and isn't even there yet, he's helping someone jump their car across town) one time after watching a deep dive video on YouTube about disgraced musicians and she just shoves her phone in Wolfwood and Milly's faces like
Meryl (rhythm guitar)(was classically trained on the violin): HE'S A PLANT??? HE'S BEEN A PLANT THIS WHOLE TIME??? HE LIED TO US??? AND WE'RE STILL PRACTICING IN A SHITTY GARAGE???
Wolfwood (bass guitar) (sucks at bass guitar) (was originally hired by Knives to make sure Vash's career fails without the family connections in a way that does not reflect poorly on Vash, is now heavily invested in the band succeeding bc he likes it) (no he doesn't know what he's gonna do about it but how scary could Knives be)(very scary): hm? What're ya on about?
Milly (realized months ago who Vash was and that he's given up his industry connections and is trying to do things The Correct Way, finds this incredibly admirable and truly believes in him and the band) (drums)(the most popular member of the band): you guys didn't know?
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Neteyam
- Listens to Kaytranada for sure.
- Is organized chaos 🤣 stuff is everywhere but he knows where everything is.
- Shy baby
- Super quiet and respectful
-Everyone loves him ofc
- Mommas boy but not toxic mommas boy “mom do you need help.” “How are you mom.”
- Was a dads boy when he was a kid
- Does anything tuk wants him to
- Definitely eats everything in the house along with Lo’ak
- Lo’ak stays in his room
- Takes Kiri to the mall , it’s their bonding time
- Everyone tells him all the tea , “you’re lying..” is always his response
- Great driver but speeds
- Mild road rage rolls his eyes most of the time
- Only one that drives besides his parents because Kiri is a passenger princess and Jake and neytiri does not trust Lo’ak behind the wheel
- Ask his dad for advice , Jake loves it
Lo’ak
- Going against the grain but Lo’ak is pretty clean , has everything on his bed tho and sleep with them there
- Streams with Ao’nung they’re hilarious
- Scary games are ofc their favs
- Neteyam plays with them too occasionally
- Neytiri always bust in the room to tell him stop screaming
- Hangs out with his parents , him and Jake have neytiri cracking up
- Stays in Kiri or Neteyam’s room
- Shows Neteyam new music, they have concerts/dance parties in Neteyam’s room
- Jake joins in sometimes but hates the language in the songs
- Can dance , eats the tik tok dances upppp doesn’t post them tho
- Short attention span
- Eats all the time
- Hates anyone in his room “get tf out.”
- Is an angsty Person but it’s unpredictable
- Locked in his room when he’s in his moods everyone let’s him be
- Great style
- Lowkey the main character in the fam
Kiri
- Clothes everywhere
- Room smells immaculate
- Has fairy lights
- [m Plant mom ofc but they’re all dead
- Always sleeping
- Hangs out with neytiri and tuk
- Is with Jake occasionally
- Reads fics
- Loved mako mermaids
- Is daydreaming 24/7
- Starbucks queen
- Picks some tuks clothes , doesn’t like the stuff neytiri picks sometimes
- Tuk sleeps with her
- Tells neytiri all the tea
- Pescatarian
- Is in her room most of the time
- Her and Lo’ak send eachother every tik tok they see
-Has a septum
Tuk tuk
- Ipad kid
- Is always on that damn ipad
- Loves outdoors
- Clingy always in someone’s lap
- Roblox
- Watching unboxing videos on YouTube
- Always following Jake so close that he turns around and almost trips over her
- Daddy’s girl
- Daddy please is all it takes to get jaje to fold
- Loves the healthy snacks neytiri gives her
- Favorite color is purple
- Loves the lol surprise thingys
- Always falls asleep the same time no matter where she is
- Cry’s when her hair gets done , breaks jakes heart
- Very smart
Neytiri
- Gets up early but stays in bed until she hears one of the kids
- Skincare routine down
- Always looks and smells good
- Gives her kids the look , they stop immediately
- Always at target and Marshall’s
- Hates doing laundry makes her kids do it themselves
- Makes sure the House is spotless
- Doesn’t care about the kids rooms it’s their space
- Spend 30 minutes smelling candles buys none of them 😂
- Loves shopping for the kids , Lo’ak hates it but loves the pajamas she buys
- Her Kiri and tuk go to the salon Together
- Loves her boys sits in Neteyam’s room with him , cooks Lo’ak his favorite food when he’s in his mood.
- Takes pictures of the kids together
- Likes some of Kiri’s music
Jake
- Always on the couch
- Laughs at everything
- Sucker for his daughters anything they want they get
- Him and Lo’ak make everyone laugh
- Beer 🤣
- Ask neytiri for his credit cards when he needs them
- Watches sports with his sons
- Ask your mother , what did your mother say
- Wears glasses
- So cute with the glasses trying to figure out how to work his phone
- Ask Neteyam to help him all the time
- “Cuts” the boys hair and his
- Tuk is always in his hand
- Falls asleep anywhere
- Dad snores , hella loud but only if he’s exhausted
- “Heyyy” if he hears the kids making a ruckus doesn’t actually go see what’s happening
- Don’t be mean to you brother/sister
- “My crew” when it’s time to leave
- Does the dad hand thing in the car
- Says gosh darn it
Spider
- Loves watching Lo’ak and Ao’nung play but doesn’t like playing too creepy for him
- He’ll say he came to hang with the kids but he came to hang out with Jake
- They’re always on that damn couch watching something
- If he isn’t at the house he’s on FaceTime with Lo’ak
- Grunge aesthetic
- Has a secret tattoo
- Sensitive baby
- One of those kids who’s mean to their parents
- Loves animals
- Really a softie at heart
- Skates , got Lo’ak into skating , they film their tricks
- Ask Jake for advice
- Tells Jake everything
- Loves Kiri says she calms him
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I saw this on YouTube and I was wondering if you could please write youngest femreader in the top gun squad and making tiktok with the pilots
https://youtube.com/shorts/O8X_7xfSl0g?feature=share
FYI, look it up at google 😅
A/N: So I've had a similar idea for a bit but I didn't know if anyone would want it😂 so I'm going to kinda combine the ideas but the reader already has a following and how they would react.
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You were talking to Maverick, going over some problem you both saw when you heard the others come in. They were all glued to their phones, watching some TikTok, it made your blood run cold as you heard the audio, the same one you used the other day. You never hid that fact that you made videos but you also never brought it up.
You looked over and raised a brow "So you old people finally figured out TikTok?" You smirked. Coyote grinned, "I'm going to try to get TikTok famous and you'll all be praising me" he said with confidence. You chuckled and shook your head, "What would you even film? Your ass getting kicked in the sky?" You said, pouting mockingly. He rolled his eyes, "Oh like you could do better" he said. "Want to bet?" You asked, a shit eating grin growing. The others knew you were up to something, "I bet you that if I do that stupid dance you were claiming would get you famous, I could get more views within a day. But, Phoenix, Hangman, and Rooster are doing it with me" you said. "What? Why am I being dragged into this?" Rooster asked. "Because, you're hot and some girls have a thing for the pornstache you have" you laughed.
You were cheating, yes, but Coyote has been ribbing you for everything lately so you left out some details. You four quickly learned what to do and we're busting out laughing every time because you all kept making jokes. When you finished, Phoenix finally asked "How are you going to win y/n?" She asked. You pulled up your profile, 4.5 million followers sat in bold letters. "I make good content, mainly jokes but other times I do stunts with my motorcycle" you shrugged "Also I make videos in my riding gear or in the flight suit without patches, people like it. I also help younger women that want to get into male dominated careers and give the advice they ask for" you smiled. "He's going to be pissed, you know that right?" Hangman asked, obviously finding everything amusing "I'm counting on it" you grinned.
The next day you showed him the results, 10 million views while he only got 1 million. "Guess you lost?" You said innocently, he checked your profile and stared "No fair! You have 4.5 million followers!? You set me up to lose!" He cried. "You've been busting me all week, figured I would get you back" you chuckled.
"Now if Maverick made a video... Women would be all over him" you jokes. Maverick raised a brow, "What do you mean?" He asked you. You grinned "Oh nothing.... People would just be calling you DILF among other things" you smiled innocently. Maverick turned to Rooster, looking confused and he just shook his head "Don't ask. And don't tempt the child more" he sighed.
From then on, mainly you, Phoenix, and Hangman made videos together. Bob also joined in sometimes and everyone loved how adorable he was. There were stupid dances but mainly you all screwing with each other on a daily basis, you followers were growing as you showed the fun, care free side of yourself.
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I stole your sweater because it smells like you and it makes me feel safe for Rulie?
When Julie came home to see Reggie curled up on the sofa, wrapped up in her yellow smiley sweatshirt, she feared the worst. He usually only did that when he wasn’t feeling well, or he’d had a particularly bad day. His eyes were glued to his phone screen, his ear buds in. Probably watching puppy videos, Julie figured. Which meant today was a very bad day indeed.
She slipped off her shoes and jacket before padding over to the couch, ready to offer him a hug. But when she came into his line of sight, he jumped so high he fell off the couch, shrieking. She yelled too, flicking on the light, and when Reggie saw it was her, he yanked out his earbuds. “Julie!”
“Reggie!” she said, sinking to her knees next to him, pulling him into a hug. “You scared me half to death. Are you okay?”
“Whoof,” Reggie said, breathing out. Once he was over the shock, he gave Julie a blinding smile. “I’m okay. You just startled me.”
“Are you sure?” Julie asked, crawling in her Omega’s lap. Reggie immediately wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling at her hair. “You’re wearing my sweater. You usually only do that on bad days.”
“Oh,” Reggie blinked. “I steal it because it smells like you and makes me feel safe.” Julie stroked his hair, waiting for him to continue.
“Carlos asked me to take a look at his latest video for his YouTube channel before he makes the final edits,” Reggie explained. “I knew it would scare the pants off me, but it’s not like I’m going to say no to the little dude.” He shrugged, and Julie melted. Her family loved Reggie so much that she was pretty sure if they didn’t get married and Bond eventually, her dad would start googling Adult Adoption. Reggie was pack.
“So you put my sweater on to feel safer?” she asked, touched. He nodded. “Did it help?”
“It did, until I saw you out of the corner of my eye after 15 minutes of ghost busting,” he laughed.  
Julie laughed too, and together, they watched the end of the video, Julie holding Reggie’s phone for him and Reggie hiding his face against her shoulder whenever it got scary, breathing in her scent.
From then on, she made sure to wear the smiley sweater around the house a few days before Carlos’ videos went up, just to be sure.
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