#(...apologies for the photo quality. i. tried.)

[brokenbough]

Absolutely incredible job on the first thing you posted on here! That sounds like I think I’m qualified to appraise the quality of writing and I’m not, sorry if it came off weird. I just loved it, I guess is more accurate to say.

Grumpy Simon is the very best, and you nailed him. He wants her to cuddle into him so bad he’s such an idiot. This concept was so wonderful and again you executed it beautifully :)

Not a request, just a musing, but I think this would be the PERFECT situation for jealousy playing a role in forcing Simon to admit his blossoming feelings for reader. He thinks he hates it when she lays on him, even though he’s starting to realize he craves it, he still resents her for it because he hates feeling feelings and she’s making him do that he just doesn’t realize that’s his problem with the situation.

But imagine how incredibly bothered and angry and jealous he’d be if reader curled into Johnny or Gaz or god forbid his CAPTAIN or even Graves or Los Vaqueros oh god instead of him. I think regardless or whether it happens on accident (maybe she settles with the rest of the group because Simon is on watch and when she gets sleepy she slumps onto whichever comfy shoulder is nearest) or on purpose (maybe he was being an asshole or had pushed her away so she tried her best to find a new pillow that wouldn’t upset her Lieutenant) I think he’d be so jealous and his feelings would come to the forefront and he’d have to confront them.

I also think it could be a cute idea for Simon to like prohibit her from sleeping on his shoulder and so on the mission she literally can’t sleep at all. She struggles and tries, just lays quietly while they sleep so as not to bother them, but she can’t get comfortable, needs the warmth and something softer than the ground to curl up into and lay her head on. This unexpected consequence takes a toll on Simon, as he sees how exhausted and frustrated she is - he’s pissed off that he cares about this beyond the possible impact on the mission. He’s also impressed but also saddened by how she’s trying to push through the mission even though she’s so much less experienced and is getting less rest than any of them.

Maybe these could be combined and that’s why she ended up falling asleep on someone else? Like she’s so tired her body draws her to the nearest willing shoulder.

Anyway just some fun ideas! I hope you’re well 🩷

One, so sad you don't write yourself. You 100% should, I love your brain. I hope you're well too

Two, I hope this is up to yalls standards. Sorry its so long. I watched two movies making this, i got distracted 😋😋 :>>>

Not proofread 🤕

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After two years of being with the team, it almost became ritual for presents for either you or Ghost to be a collection of the two of you together, one sleep or both.

You thought it was a cute tradition. It was something you almost looked forward to, more than clothes or jewelry or trinkets. It was your favorite gift and you wouldn't trade not one photo for anything else.

But cute was not something Ghost was akin to. It was kind of the... opposite of Ghost. He was a hardened, seasoned soldier, not some fluffy pillow you could kick back on.

Yes, maybe he let you lay on his lap sometimes, and maybe you've gone to him for comfort on more than one occasion, hugging him tightly, blubbering sorrys and other apologies.

He never cooed at you, reassured you, or even hugged you back... but he let you mush your tiny face into his chest whenever life got too much for you.

Maybe it was after a mission, maybe days after and the memories came back. He'd been through it himself, he knew the feeling. Only he didn't have anyone to lean on, so maybe you leaning on him gave him some sort of closure. He doesn't know, he doesn't really think about it. He can't, not with his life on the line almost everyday and yours. It was a distraction, wasted time he simply didn't have.

So, like any sane person with having good literally put in front of them, he pushed you away. He kept his distance, kept you off his shoulder, because whether he wanted to admit it or not, he was growing... fond of you. Not attached. Merely... tolerant of you-- your behavior-- and that in of itself was dangerous. Fondness, trust, softness, got you killed in the field.

You didn't even notice at first, too caught up with each grueling mission. You were sputtering, running on the last fumes of your gas. Sleep didn't come easy when you were being shot at, yelled at, and pulled onto yet another plane.

But here... it's cold. And cold makes you unnaturally sleepy. It was something you've known about yourself since childhood. When it got cold, you got sleepy. That's just how it's always been. And now, in the Candian cold, in the less than warm safe house, you were getting tired.

You had last watch with Johnny, Kyle and Price first, Ghost and Price after.

Lounging on the cushy couch the safe house provided, curled up in one of the few blankets, you leaned to the side, Ghost's shoulder the comfortable pillow you remember. You yawn, nuzzling a little closer before your eyes open again.

His finger on the side of your head, pushed you away, moving you closer to Johnny before removing himself from the couch entirely.

He didn't even bother looking at you.

You frowned, watching him walk further and further away. He walked until he was completely out of your eyesight, making your frown droop even more.

You were pulled out of the sad fog by Soap. He shook you slightly, wrapping his arm around your smaller body.

"'S okay bonnie. He's usually a prick." Johnny assures with a small smile, pulling you closer as you surrendered to the fate that was Soap's shoulder.

It was warm, soft, nice. But not Ghost warm, soft, nice. Simon wasn't just warm, he was a fucking furnace, constantly burning, a crackling fire that lulled you to sleep. And he wasn't soft, he was fluff you melt into, like that one pillow you got and can only find cheap replacements for because others are too firm. And godforbid someone call his shoulder just nice. His presence, scent, the way his breath was its own type of calming was just... perfect. Soap was just... just mediocre. But it would have to do because it didn't seem like Ghost was gonna return anytime soon and you needed sleep.

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When Ghost had left he wasn't prepared for the anger, the fury that bubbled in his chest seeing you asleep on someone else, let alone cuddled up to fucking Johnny on the small couch. Laying on top of him like he was the softest bed you've made contact with.

He squinted his eyes at the sight, his balled up fists itching for a throwing knife. He couldn't see your bunched up face, contorted in agony because Soap, as big as he was, just wasn't thick enough to sink into. It was more uncomfortable than you would've liked to admit. Bless Soap's poor, sad face if he ever found out he wasn't comfortable enough for his favorite lass.

Ghost stormed out again, standing in the cold silently as his entire body heated up with annoyance, and anger, and every other synonym of the two.

He was on watch now, even though his mind was clouded with images of you and someone else.

You, you, you.

You and someone else.

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A soft shake jolted you awake, a knife in your hand before you registered the soft, amused smile and eyes of your captain.

"Easy there." He said, helping you up, watching as you stretched and groaned, cracking your neck, Johnny still out cold.

"Sorry. Force of habit." You say with a sheepish smile, looking around the ever quiet room. You caught Ghost's eyes before quickly looking away, the look in his eyes nothing short of barely controlled rage.

You didn't know how you'd made him mad, but he looked angry. Angrier than when he chewed you out for sleeping on him your very first mission.

"No need to apologize." He continues before shaking Johnny awake too.

When Johnny finally sat up-- having to be promptly smacked awake-- Price informed the two of you that you were now on watch.

You went to the window, looking out at the quiet snow that fell in unique snowflakes, catching up with its brothers and sisters, quietly laying next to its family before watching another fall.

The house was quiet, aside from Price's unbridled snores and Gaz soft muses in his sleep. You don't know where Ghost went off too, probably the very back room to lie down.

You couldn't take the silence anymore as you finally looked at Soap, beckoning him over to talk.

Your whispers surely too quiet to wake anyone else in the house. It was only the drop of something heavy that finally pulled your head up from snickering with Soap, shattering the bubble of silence that seemed to envelope the house.

You turned, watching Ghost angrily arrange fire in the small hearth. He didn't look at you again, glaring at an oblivious Soap as the both of you made your way over, watching the lieutenant work.

"What're ya doin' Lt.?" Soap asks, looking into the fireplace.

You looked too, focusing more on the hands that worked than the actual work.

"Fuck does it look like Johnny?" Ghost said, snappier than usual.

"Why're you fillin' up the fireplace?" You ask, looking to an offended Soap and back to the pile of neatly arranged logs.

"Can't have you fallin' asleep on watch." He answers gruffly, throwing a match into the fire. His 'you' sounding like sin. Reprimand.

Soap was too enamored with the fire to question Ghost's words. Not cryptic, but unusual.

"I wouldn't fall asleep on watch-" you say in an offended tone before he cuts in.

"But you fall asleep in the cold." He says, clipped and clearly aggravated. Accusatory, like he shouldn't know that.

You stare up a him blankly, watching his eyes. Watching him watch you with the same blank look.

"How-" you start to question before he checks your shoulder, knocking you into Johnny, pulling the Scottish man back to reality. Soap pulls a rattled you back to the window, looking out at the soft, untouched snow, mindlessly continuing the conversation from before.

But him-- his words rattled around in your brain as the other man talked, his words going in one ear and out the other as Ghost's words floated around the empty space between your ears. Just him, his words, the fire that crackled behind him.

Him, him, him.

Him and his words.

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You were finally relieved from duty as the sun started to come up, making the snow sparkle. The sun itself tinting the sky pink and orange and red, painting the sky picturesque.

You looked away from its beauty solemnly as everyone else started to wake. You turned away, stretching again before watching the others work, looking like little ants. The thought made you smile, giggling to yourself and putting you in good spirits, something unusual from the usual bite you had in the mornings. They weren't your thing.

The rest of the task force looks at you before you just wave them off, helping with breakfast.

Price talks as the rest eat.

"Evac comes at noon, be packed up and ready by then. We have new leads to follow, so wake up." He says, a pointed look at the ever groggy Johnny. You'd say he slept as much as you, if not more on leave.

You snicker, elbowing softly. The deathly glare he gives you makes you laugh more.

Gaz starts to laugh too, seemingly more amused by how tickled you looked with Johnny than Johnny himself.

Ghost is quiet, not bothering to join in with the happy that seemed to surround you indefinitely. The sunlight crept in through the windows, shining on you softly as you literally glowed in his eyes. He shook his head, squeezing his eyes sit before opening them again. But there you sat, smile on your mouth, cheeks tinted red from laughing, your eyes crinkled in amusement, and you-- glowing.

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The ride back was boisterous. Well, for four out of the six people aboard it. Price and Gaz laughing, Soap-- in a better mood-- making even the pilot laugh.

But you sat alone on the other side, right in front of Ghost. You tried to sit next to him, catch up on some sleep before being deployed again, but he had sat his pack in the chair next to him, not even sparing you a glance. His jaw was clenched shut, eyes burning a hole in the side of plane.

You said nothing, walking past him and past the rest before settling on the other side. Right in front of Ghost. The silence around you deafening, the tension in between tense enough to be cut with your nails.

No one said anything, no one even looked at you two, too caught up in their own jokes and theatrics.

Luckily for you, it was a short ride back to Washington.

You'd been up on more missions than usual, which meant you'd been up for longer than usual. The sleep you got with Soap had been the most you'd gotten over a week. You'd only slept 4 hours.

The promise of a proper bed and food that wasn't MREs was the only thing fueling your near empty tank. Probably everyone else's too.

When you finally landed at base, debriefed, and ate, you were finally permitted to sleep. You couldn't even make it to your room before you crashed on the couch in the secluded area that was reserved for the 141. Soap and Gaz were already there, playing a card game.

A head peaked over one of the couches. Ghost. You took the seat next to Price, watching him read a little before scooting closer and laying on his shoulder.

You settle next to him, getting a small smile in return.

"Tired?" Price asks, looking you over before turning the page.

"Mhm." You mumble, noncommittal.

You look around for a moment, taking in the happy that enveloped the two men before switching over to Ghost who looked at you. Finally, you think.

You aren't sure why you wanted him to look at you, but he had been avoiding you since.. well yesterday. You were too tired to notice it, but now that you think about it, he hasn't talked to you in mayb a week, besides barking orders and that time by the fire.

You huff softly, shifting closer to the captain. He leaned back, wrapping an arm around you. He smelled like cigar smoke and... well, warm. Maybe Old Spice.

You drifted off to sleep, the last thing you saw being Ghost's skull balaclava. It was seared into the back of your eyelids as you closed them, trying to find solace in your dreams.

It never came.

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You awoke by yourself, passed out on the couch. You rubbed your eyes, lifting up and rubbing at the crick in your neck.

You found a mass of black in front of you. You were startled to say the least, pinching yourself to make sure it wasn't a dream.

It wasn't.

You looked up, catching Ghost again.

Looking away, you yawned, fighting the tiredness again. You couldn't get proper sleep anywhere.

A voice cut through your thoughts. Gruff, demanding, definite.

"Enjoying yourself?" It asked.

You looked back to Ghost, watching his mask move slightly.

"What?" You say, still a bit dazed from the short nap. You took a glance around the room. Cards discarded on a table some way off, Price's book discarded on the table in-between the two sofas.

"Sleeping around, I mean." He says, voice deeper than usual. He was ticked off.

Why?

"Sleeping-- what?" You ask again, offended, angry, annoyed. What the fuck was this man's game? Why was he bothering playing games with you in the fist place?

"First Soap, then Price. Who's next? Gaz?" He asks, glaring at you.

"What are you talking about?" You demand now, sitting up properly.

"I'm talking about you sleeping with everyone."

Your brain takes a moment to catch up before glaring at him.

"You mean on them? Because I'm tired? Because I've been up for 84 fucking hours, I think I deserve sleep." You spit out.

"On them, with them, same difference." He comments nonchalantly.

"Uhm, no. Not the same thing." You argue, eyeing him like he's grown a third head.

"They are to me."

".... Are- Ghost, are you jealous?" You ask, not expecting an answer.

He scoffs like it's the most ridiculous thing in the world, but his eyes tell-- scream a different story to you.

"You are." You laugh.

"I'm not. You're.. you're ridiculous." He says, scoffing again.

"No. I'm right. You are jealous."

"Uhm, no. I'm not." He reiterates.

"Yeah, you are." You say, full on smiling now.

He doesn't answer you a third time, opting to just look at you blankly, hoping his jealousy couldn't be seen through his mask.

It wasn't, but it was easily spotted through his eyes.

He huffed again, leaning back into the couch, crossing his arms.

"Fine. I'll only... sleep with you, if you apologize." You finally say after a moment of too long silence.

"Apologize?" He says, clearly annoyed at the prospect. "For what?"

"Do you really want me to go down the list?"

F"Go on." He taunts.

"One, for ignoring me for no reason. Two, for being jealous for no reason and making me lose out on sleep. Three, making me lose out on sleep when I could've used it. Four--"

"Okay. I get it. Jesus." He huffs again, his arms crossing tighter.

"Apologize." You say again.

He gives you a look, eyeing you like you've just spoken blasphemy.

You give him a look like you're not playing.

"...." He tsks audibly, opening his legs slightly for comfortability.

You raise an eyebrow, narrowing your eyes at him.

He clears his throat, his leg bouncing for a second. "And.. me..." He clears his throat again. "You only sleep with me. Okay?" He says, his authoritive voice back on.

"Mhm. I'll only sleep with you. Simon." You taunt.

"Me, and my shoulder." He continues, eyeing you seriously.

"Mhm."

"Good." He huffs out one last time before leaving.

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"He said that? Him and his shoulder?"

"Mhm. Cause he knows what's good for him." You nod, eating a bit more.

"Okay girl. Okay." Gaz concedes, picking off your plate before recoiling when you smack his hand.

"What're you two on?" Ghost asks, eyeing Gaz.

"She's all yours man." Gaz says, raising his hands in surrender.

Ghost's eyes narrow, eyeing you after.

You only shrug, leaning on his shoulder. Pre-deployment nap after eating? Hell yeah.

[deliriousblue]

last few pages of the heart killers photobook

[a5trocreep]

metallica: animal edition 🐂🐖🐇🦌🐕🦎🦁

[kxsagi]

Hii lovely! Can i request the blue lock boys mistaking reader's older brother for another guy and getting jealous of him. (Plz include isagi, bachira, reo, nagi, rin, sae, kaiser, shidou and anyone else you'd like)

“𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐟 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥”

a/n: hiii bae, i love this idea sm! (pls forgive me for the low quality header)

ft. isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, mikage reo, nagi seishiro, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, kaiser michael, shidou ryusei

isagi yoichi

you told him someone was picking you up after practice and didn’t mention who. 

so when he sees a tall guy with nice hair waiting by your car, he instantly pauses mid-jog like he’s in a sports anime slow-motion scene. 

“wait. who the hell…?” 

watches you hug this mystery man and get in the passenger seat. 

oh. oh it’s a wrap. he’s cooked. is this his karma for flexing his goal tally last week? 

that night he doesn't text you first (petty behavior unlocked). when you finally message, “did you get home safe?” he replies, “yeah. did you get home safe with your lil ‘uber driver’ or whatever 😐” 

nearly cries when you say it’s just your brother. 

“BROTHER? LIKE BLOOD BROTHER?” 

he meets him later and is so polite but clingy the whole time. has an arm slung around your shoulder like “i got her, no need to pick her up ever again.” 

gives you a shy kiss on the temple while looking your brother dead in the eye 😇

bachira meguru

sees your brother at your apartment when he comes over to surprise you. 

the door is slightly open. bachira peeks in and hears you say, “stop stealing my snacks!” and some guy laughing like he owns the place. 

bachira.exe has stopped working. 

this man literally runs away. doesn’t knock. just leaves. 

sends you a cryptic voice message like, “soooo do you still love me or should i get custody of our imaginary dog?” 

when you call and say it’s your brother, he LAUGHS LIKE A PSYCHO. 

“ohhhh that’s so funny ‘cause i was about to fight for my life 😭” 

next time he sees your brother, he fake-flexes his abs and tries to one-up him in every game, from uno to mario kart. 

“see babe? i’m the real alpha here. right, brother-in-law?” 

your brother loves him. thinks he’s weird. they do matching face masks later. 

mikage reo

the moment he sees you posting a blurry photo on your story captioned “my least favorite person 💔” with some dude's arm around your shoulder, he becomes a detective. 

zooms in. enhances. runs it through a filter. ignores the caption completely. 

“that’s not me. and it’s DEFINITELY not nagi. WHO IS THIS MAN.” 

texts you casually like: “sooo what’d you do today? meet anyone... interesting?” 

meanwhile he’s pacing in a designer hoodie. 

almost calls nagi to vent but remembers nagi doesn’t give a single damn. 

when you say “lmao that’s my brother, dumbass,” he sends you $100 with the caption: “sorry for doubting. pls buy snacks and forgive me 💜” 

meets your brother and turns on the CEO charm. 

“soooo… you single?” winks jokingly 

your brother, confused: “uh no?” 

“good. me neither.” arm around you. smug smirk. threat level: rich. 

nagi seishiro

looks up from his phone when you walk into a restaurant with some guy. 

blinks once. twice. 

puts his phone down. dramatic. “wow. didn’t know you were dating someone else.” 

sulks and stares at you across the room like he’s in a soap opera. 

when you come over and say, “sei, this is my brother,” he straight up says, “you have a brother? since when.” 

“since birth???” 

nods. doesn’t even apologize. 

“he looked too handsome. had to double-check.” 

ends up napping on your brother’s shoulder later like a sleepy cat. they bond over mobile games. 

itoshi rin

he’s already jealous of the mailman, so your brother didn’t stand a chance. 

sees him waiting for you outside and immediately assumes the worst. 

glares. bro is GLARING. 

mutters to himself, “should’ve known. she’s way too good for me.” 

gives you the coldest shoulder when you get in his car later. 

you’re like “what’s wrong with you.” 

“nothing. maybe you should ask your boyfriend.” 

you: “you mean my brother???” 

cue long pause. 

“… i knew that.” 

very quiet for the rest of the ride. holds your hand tighter though. 

texts sae like: “how do you tell someone you were ready to fight their sibling over nothing.” 

sae: “you don’t. you just live with it.” 

itoshi sae

sees you walking beside your brother and goes dead silent. 

looks him up and down. lips twitch. 

you’re like, “why do you look like you’re about to commit a felony?” 

“no reason. just thinking.” 

“thinking about what?” 

“thinking about breaking his ankles on a futsal court.” 

you tell him it’s your brother and he just goes “oh.” 

OH??? 

does he apologize? no. 

does he move on like nothing happened? yes. 

will still side-eye your brother whenever he sees him. 

gives him a firm handshake like he’s secretly arm-wrestling him. 

mutters under his breath: “i’m the better itoshi.” 

kaiser michael

he's cocky until he thinks he’s being replaced. 

sees a photo of you and your brother at the arcade and his ego takes a massive hit. 

“who is this peasant touching my queen.” 

replies to your story with: “cute pic. who’s the guy? should i be worried?” 

you: “that’s literally my brother.” 

kaiser: relieved scoff “oh thank goodness. for a second i was about to challenge him to a duel.” 

starts calling your brother “bro” the next time he sees him. 

“what’s up, bro. wanna see baby pics of your sister? i’ve got a whole album.” 

definitely shows off and starts speaking german around him for no reason. 

“was für ein schöner tag, oder? (what a beautiful day, isn’t it?)” 

“mihya, stop flexing, you sound like google translate.” 

shidou ryusei

sees you talking to your brother at a café. 

brain: jealousy, murder, mayhem. 

throws his smoothie in the trash and storms in. 

slaps an arm around your waist and kisses your cheek with aggressive eye contact at your brother. 

“who’s this clown?” 

“ryu, this is my BROTHER.” 

“oh.” 

laughs like a maniac “well he’s ugly anyway, right babe?” 

your brother: “… i’m right here.” 

ends up challenging him to arm wrestling and fails spectacularly. 

“whatever. you might be stronger, but i get to kiss her.” 

sends you a voice note later like: “babe, don’t ever give me a heart attack like that again. i was about to grab my barbed wire bat.” 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[meo-eiru]

Hi! I love your art, your characters, and the personalities you give them. The illustration of Silas that you made fascinated me, so I tried to animate it. I gave him an annoyed expression, although I'm not sure Silas would make a face like that, haha. The emoji is from Picrew, by Definitelyahuman (I'm sorry the quality looks terrible, but it only accepts photos and GIFs in the question box, so the video had to be compressed, which affected the quality 😞). I hope it doesn't bother you. If it does, I apologize; it wasn't my intention to make you uncomfortable. (Sorry if the message isn't clear; I don't speak English and I translated it 😣).

HE'S ALIVE!!!! THIS LOOKS AMAZING!!!!

Fun fact, he would indeed do that expression but for who and why is a surprise for the future

Don't worry it's not bothering me at all I love when you guys show your creativity through my content like this!

[inchidentally]

no bc !!!

Oscar still not even having seen it but he knows Lando’s honesty so well that it tells him a bit about who was more at fault AND that Lando doesn’t have ego getting in the way of admitting fault or self-criticism, so literally Oscar knows he can trust Lando’s reaction to it as the truth of what happened !!

but even more important is that it’s this quality of Lando’s that means they can absorb moments like these and not have it break them and that it’s such a positive “good for the team going forwards” that this has finally happened - as it inevitably would and definitely will again bc they keep saying they intend to be teammates for “many years to come” - that this is how they will deal with it. that they will be okay !!

like their response this whole season to people assuming they will break the team and their relationship has been no, they plan to remain teammates and they have something special and that they hope to deal with these clashes in a way that doesn’t ruin anything - and they have !! neither of them threw the other under the bus, neither of them are hiding how they feel, Lando didn’t hesitate at ALL to apologize, Oscar praised Lando’s character in the media pen immediately after when Lando walked away from his own interview the second he saw Oscar.

and !!

like I know for a lot of ppl this wasn’t pleasant to experience but it’s an inevitable thing to happen to teammates who are together and fighting for a championship but for me I just ?????? I’m sorry but we rly need to acknowledge how phenomenally well two drivers only just 24 and 25 have responded to this ?? I already resent on brocedes behalf that everyone’s tried to make landoscar the new them bc The Lore, people ! but also shsvshdvjdbdjd I think everyone can officially abandon that comparison bc less than this has sent many teammate pairings into an early relationship grave

and again for me personally I adore the Narrative and I don’t want a PR dynamic and Oscar letting himself look so visibly upset and Lando being so incredibly up front and immediate in hai response and McLaren not making Lando do the post race video and not making Oscar act chipper or put on an act…

and not a single photo or video used from them playing padel with one of Lando’s close friends this week…

it’s just beyond what I expected of them to genuinely have such a strong communication and open dialogue about this together and to back up them saying no, we want to preserve what we have bc it’s strong and it’s what the team deserves and even on a difficult weekend on the very last laps we’re going to let ourselves feel upset and not be happy but we’re NOT going to tear each other down or bring the team into drama. I was obviously hoping for this to be the case but you don’t know until it happens and goddamnnnn.

sorry Nico but when Andrea said be trusts his drivers he was not bullshitting shdhdhbdhd

[starlostseungmin]

husband!changbin

✰ notes: finally a changbin fic after 2 years omg and i apologize for posting this late as i was busy studying !! special mention to @l3visbby for giving me ideas <33 not proofread. DO NOT FORGET TO REBLOG, COMMENT AND LEAVE TAGS! thank you <33

seungmin , chan , lee know , jeongin , han（ changbin ）felix , hyunjin.

ꔛ

Husband Changbin who proposed on a random Thursday evening when you were on a car ride home. He suddenly parked the car by the sidewalk and asked the million-dollar question that would determine your relationship in the future. 

Husband Changbin who would always ask you to hold his hand while driving. 

Husband Changbin who is tough on the outside but sweet and soft inside. He’s the cutest human being in your life. 

Husband Changbin who would send pictures of him while he’s at the gym making you giggle and blush every time. Sometimes he would ask you to work out with him as a form of bond, “You need to exercise to be healthy!”

Husband Changbin whose muscles you want to bite (he would say yes) that you would often ask him to headlock you but he’d refuse because he might choke you later. 

Husband Changbin who loves taking an interest in your hobbies and asks you to teach him. (e.g. if you happened to like crocheting then he would gladly pick up his favorite colors of yarn and crochet Dwaekki). At first, he would mess it up and complain playfully but he gets it later on. 

Husband Changbin who spoils you A LOT and lets you use his card. 

Husband Changbin who’s loud and gets even louder when he’s with his friends. 

Husband Changbin who has the most precious and contagious laugh. 

Husband Changbin notices everything subtly and gives you the things you want without you asking for it. 

Husband Changbin who loves showing you off, enjoys writing songs about you, and telling everyone how great you are, how much he loves you, and how he is so proud of having you in his life.

Husband Changbin whose love languages are words of affirmation, quality time, acts of service, and gift-giving. 

Husband Changbin who loves taking photos of you. He would often ask you to pose on a pretty scenery/background so he could choose something to be his home screen later on. 

Husband Changbin who takes you on a trip once a month and goes to your favorite places when you need to get off from work. 

Husband Changbin who is protective and makes sure you don’t get hurt. He takes care of you diligently, tells you to eat on time, and nags you (lovingly yet strictly) like a mother when something he doesn’t like happens.  

Husband Changbin who would put you first before everything and let the world burn just to save you. 

Husband Changbin who panics when he sees you crying and sad. He would automatically capture you in his arms as he whispers how much he loves you and that he’s always there when you need him. 

Husband Changbin who’s calm when you’re having an argument and tries his best to make up with you. He’s the type to never let anyone sleep in this household unless everything is fine. He may lose his temper sometimes but apologizes a few minutes later. 

Husband Changbin who refuses to leave your shared apartment without you giving him a sweet kiss and showers you with kisses when he gets home. 

Husband Changbin who loves cuddles on random nights after having a very long day until you two fall asleep on the couch or your shared bed. 

Husband Changbin who loves to joke around but when he noticed that you weren’t laughing he’d turn away out of embarrassment and sulk at the corner making you baby him. 

Husband Changbin who acts cute and makes questionable noises to get what he wants which you would immediately give in to. 

Husband Changbin who would bring up the topic of having kids in the most subtle way but just like the other members, he doesn’t pressure you and lets you decide whenever you’re ready to have one or two with him. 

Husband Changbin who never misses a call or text from you and updates you a lot whenever he can despite his busy schedule. 

Husband Changbin whom you promised to love to the moon and back no matter what challenges come in your way. You never said your vows for nothing and will love him to eternity. 

Husband Changbin who loves you more than anyone and promised to stay with you until death do you part. 

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©️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 , 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

[icedmintteastuff]

Happy new year y'all! I've been wanting to try to write a smut for a while now and i decided to write the fynshyt man in hsr. i apologize in if its shit and cringy.

TW: SMUT!! MINORS DNI (english is not my first language, i apologize for the amount of wrong grammar in this fic)

contains: fem!reader, uses of vulgar words you expected in a smut

bitch wtf i tried uploading photos multiple times in my laptop and it keeps looking blurry af, i'm so sorry for the low quality

"I want you on your hands and knees, baby," Aventurine growls, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "I want to see that perfect ass in the air, want to watch it bounce and jiggle as I fuck you from behind. I want to grab onto those sexy hips and pull you back onto my cock, burying myself inside you again and again until you're screaming."

He punctuates his words with a sharp smack to your ass, the sound of skin on skin echoing through the room. His cock throbs and leaks at the thought of finally being inside you, of feeling your tight, wet heat squeezing him.

"And then, when you're begging for more, when you can't take anymore, I want to flip you onto your back and spread your legs wide," Aventurine continues, his voice strained with lust. "I want to stare into your eyes as I fuck you, want to watch your face as you cum on my cock over and over again. I want to fill you up, darling, want to pump you so full of my hot, thick cum that it's dripping out of you for hours. I want to ruin you for anyone else, want to make it so no one can ever make you feel as good as I can."

Aventurine's grip on your hips tightens, his fingers digging into your flesh as he grinds his hard, aching cock against your thigh. He's never wanted anything as badly as he wants to be inside you in this moment to make you his in every way possible.

Aventurine's breath catches in his throat as he takes in the breathtaking sight before him. The way you bend over the coffee table, your pert ass high in the air and legs spread wide for him. The glistening, dripping state of your pussy, coated your own arousal, makes his mouth water with the desperate need to taste you again.

Rising to his feet, Aventurine quickly sheds his slacks and boxers, freeing his aching, throbbing cock. It slaps against his stomach, rock hard and leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, the swollen head an angry red and pulsing with need.

He steps forward, one hand coming down to grip the base of his shaft as he lines himself up with your entrance. The heat radiating from your core is intense, and he can feel your slick, swollen folds fluttering against the tip of his cock as if begging to be filled.

With a low, guttural groan, Aventurine starts to push forward, the thick head of his dick parting your lips and sinking into your tight, clinging heat. He has to use a bit of force, has to push hard against the resistance, but inch by excruciating inch, he feels himself sinking deeper and deeper into you.

"Fuck, baby, you're so goddamn tight," Aventurine grits out through clenched teeth, his voice strained with pleasure and the effort of holding back. He wants nothing more than to slam forward, to bury himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust, but he forces himself to go slow, to savor every second of your silken walls gripping him tightly.

When he's finally fully sheathed inside you, his balls pressed snugly against your ass, Aventurine takes a moment to simply breathe. He reaches down to grip your hips hard enough to leave bruises, his fingers sinking into the plump flesh as he fights the urge to start moving, to start fucking you. You moan as he sink his cock inside you slowly. Despite him fingering you in your foreplay earlier to relax your cunt, you're still tight when he entered.

Aventurine groans in pleasure as he feels your tight, slick walls gripping his cock like a silken fist. Even though he'd fingered and ate her to multiple orgasms earlier, your pussy is still incredibly tight, clenching and fluttering around his thick shaft as if trying to deny him access.

"God, baby, you're squeezing me so fucking hard," Aventurine pants, his hips twitching with the effort of holding still. "I've never felt anything so tight, so perfect. It's like your little cunt doesn't want to let me go, like it's trying to trap my cock inside you forever."

He starts to move, pulling his hips back until just the tip of his dick remains inside you. Then, with a low, animalistic growl, he slams forward, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust. He sets a hard, fast pace, pounding into you with a fervor that rocks the coffee table beneath you.

The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as Aventurine fucks you wildly. He leans over your back, his chest pressed to your shoulder blades as he bites and sucks at your neck, marking you, claiming you as his.

"That's it, baby, take my cock," Aventurine snarls in your ear, his voice a low, guttural rasp. "Take it deep in this tight little cunt. Fuck, you were made for me, made to be fucked hard and fast and filled with my cum. I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, baby. No one else will ever make you feel this good, will ever fill you up like I can."

Aventurine groans in ecstasy as he feels your thighs clench around nothing, trying in vain to close around his pistoning hips. No matter how you try to deny him, to resist the relentless pounding of his cock, your exposed pussy remains fully accessible, allowing him to plunge in and out of you with a wild pace.

"Yes, fuck, just like that baby," Aventurine growls, his hips snapping forward with increasing force and speed. "Keep trying to close around nothing, keep fighting it. It just makes your cunt even tighter, even more perfect. Fuck!"

He slides one hand down your back, his fingers splaying across the small of your back as he holds you in place. At the same time, his other hand slides around your hip to cup your mound, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing the sensitive nub in tight, hard circles.

"Your pussy is mine now, darling," Aventurine rasps, his voice strained with pleasure and dark promise. "I'm going to fuck you whenever and however I want, going to fill this little cunt up with my cum over and over again. You'll be dripping with it, always ready and eager for me."

He punctuates his words with a sharp smack to your ass, the sound of skin on skin mingling with the wet, obscene noises of their fucking. The coffee table creaks and groans beneath them, the wood straining against the force of Aventurine's powerful thrusts.

The feeling of your tight, slick walls gripping him, the way your body yields to his every demand, sets Aventurine's blood on fire. He's never wanted anything as much.

Aventurine feels a surge of possessive pride and dark satisfaction at the sound of your needy, wanton moans. The way you cry out his name, your voice high and breathy with pleasure, tells him everything he needs to know - you're just as consumed by this as he is, just as desperate and aching for more.

"That's it, baby, scream for me," Aventurine growls, his voice a low, feral sound. "Let all of Pier Point know who this pretty little pussy belongs to now. Let them know that you're mine, that this cunt is mine to fuck and fill and ruin however I want."

He leans down to capture your lips in a searing, dominating kiss. His tongue plunges into your mouth, claiming it, owning it, just like he's claiming every other part of your. He nips at your bottom lip hard enough to make her gasp, lapping at the sting before delving back inside.

At the same time, Aventurine starts to thrust even harder, even faster, the force of his hips slamming into your ass with a relentless, punishing rhythm. The wet, obscene sounds of your love making fill the room, the lewd noises of his heavy balls slapping against your clit and his thick cock plunging in and out of your dripping hole.

"Darling, fuck, I can feel you getting tighter," Aventurine pants against your mouth, his breath mingling with yours. "You're going to cum on my cock, baby. You're going to cum all over my fucking cock like the dirty girl you are. Do it, baby. Cum for me, now."

Aventurine feels the telltale flutters and clenches of your pussy as your orgasm approaches rapidly. With a few more hard, deep thrusts, he sends you hurtling over the edge, your body shaking and trembling beneath him as you cum with a scream of his name.

"FUCK, (NAME)!" Aventurine roars in triumph as he feels your pussy spasm and grip his cock tightly. Your juices gush out around his pistoning shaft, coating his balls and dripping down onto the floor beneath them. The feeling of you coming undone, your pleasure peaking because of him, is the headiest rush he's ever experienced.

He doesn't let up, doesn't give you a moment to recover. Instead, he fucks you through her your climax, his hips slamming into your ass as he chases his own rapidly building orgasm. The sensation of your fluttering, milking walls gripping him is incredible, pushing him closer and closer to the brink.

"I can feel you cumming, baby," Aventurine growls, his voice strained and tight. "I can feel your pussy squeezing my cock, trying to milk my cum out of me. Fuck, you were made for this, made to be fucked and filled and used for my pleasure."

He reaches around to rub your clit hard and fast, wanting to extend your orgasm, wanting to make you feel as much pleasure as possible. At the same time, he sinks his teeth into the side of your neck, biting down hard enough to leave a vivid mark, to claim you, to show the world that you belongs to him.

"Here it comes, baby," Aventurine grits out, his hips starting to stutter and lose their rhythm. "I'm going to fucking fill you up, baby. I'm going to pump you so full of my hot, thick cum that it's dripping out of you for hours. Fuck, FUCK!"

With a loud, animalistic growl, Aventurine slams into you one last time, burying himself to the hilt as his orgasm crashes over him. His cock throbs and pulses as he shoots jet after jet of his seed deep inside her, painting your insides white with his release. He grinds against you, making sure every last drop of his seed poured inside you.

Aventurine shudders and groans in ecstasy as he feels your own pussy milking his cock for every last drop of his release. Your body trembles and quakes beneath him, your walls fluttering and clenching around his sensitive shaft as if trying to coax out even more of his hot, thick seed.

"Fuck, darling, yes!" Aventurine pants, his voice raw and wrecked. "Take it all, baby. Take every fucking drop of my cum. I want to feel it leaking out of this perfect little cunt for hours, want everyone to know that I filled you up, that I claimed you, that you're mine."

He rolls his hips languidly, grinding his pelvis against your ass as the last spurts of his release dribble out. At the same time, he peppers your neck and shoulder with soft, reverent kisses, his tongue lapping at the red mark he left on your skin.

Slowly, Aventurine eases you down onto the coffee table, his body blanketing around you. He strokes your hair back from your face, tucking the sweat-damp strands behind your ear as he gazes down at you with a mix of deep satisfaction and lingering lust.

"That was... fuck, baby, that was incredible," Aventurine murmurs, his voice a low, sated rumble. "I've never felt anything like that before. I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you. I don't think I'll ever get enough of this, of you."

He knows he means every word of it. The way your body responds to his, the way you gives yourself over to pleasure so completely, has captured him utterly. He knows he'll stop at nothing to keep you around him, to ruin you for anyone else, to make you his in every way imaginable.

STRICTLY DO NOT REPOST AND STEAL MY STORIES! THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING :>!

edit: hi, for those who already read this already know that it wasn't proof read and saw the og, again i want to apologize since i accidentally included my oc's name when it was supposed to be an xreader. i was drunk on new years when i uploaded this ahdncdj. (i'm very sorry you had to read that atrocious oc name in this fic)

i just started playing hsr recently, if you're willing to let me add you guys as a friend, pls drop your uid below (i'm on asia server. i need support for farming pls :'>)

[im-gonna-explode]

Just realized I’m an absolute fool

I’ve been gathering designs for EPIC since the first and I just realized I completely forgot about Hermes

I have an entire page dedicated to children of Zeus

And I forgot Hermes

Anyway, now I’m dedicating an entire page in my sketchbook to him as an apology

(I know the quality of the photo isn’t the best but I swear I tried)

[moesthoughts]

Long distance relationship with Jacob

a long distance relationship

jacob custos x gen neu!reader

warnings . . . fluff, some relationship issues but you both make up, suggestive themes

pre long distance :

You both met in the summer while working as camp councilors at Hackett’s Quarry. (obviously) Overtime your friendship changed into a “summer fling”, you practically couldn’t keep your hands off of him.

Though, with the end of summer camp approaching. You knew you would eventually need to sit down and talk about what was truly going on between you both. Would you establish a relationship, or would you leave it behind once camp was over?

You knew that you fell in love with Jacob, even if you both only knew each other for a few months. He was funny, sweet, really good at kissing, and he was smoking hot.

One issue: Did he feel the same about you? He seemed like he did, the only way to find out was to talk about it.

So you braced yourself for a possible heart break and sat him down, confessing to him what’s been on your mind.

At first he was confused, weren’t you guys already together? At least that’s what he thought. Though as you spoke, he realized he should’ve officially established things awhile ago.

Of course Jacob wanted to stay with you, he was in love with everything about you. From your personality, to your looks. He couldn’t find a flaw even if he tried to.

Only issue was, you both were going to schools 5 states away from each other. That was when you both agreed long distance would have to do. I mean, you both went out of your way to have this conversation for a reason.

long distance :

There isn’t a time where Jacob isn’t texting you. His texts ranging from complaining about people and classes to asking how your day is to plain flirting.

“might go insane if this teacher keeps yapping all i can focus on is his bald head lol”

“hey i miss u im gonna try to come visit sometime”

“you look sooo fine in ur insta post can’t wait till i see u again”

You swear he hasn’t heard of a comma, it’s endearing that he’s always making an effort to reach out to you though. You always make an effort to respond to him, even if you’re busy in class.

Get ready to receive shirtless photos, mirror pictures, post work out photos, etc. You have to hide your phone everytime you get a snap from him or see that he sent you a picture over text.

Even though nudes aren’t ideal, you both share them once and awhile. Sure it’s hot, but you both would rather see each other fully in person and not over facetime or in photos.

Let’s be for real, you both are broke college students. Jacob curses himself for not being able to get you gifts all the time but he makes that up by spending quality time with you, there will always be a facetime call from him.

You both can be caught up in different things though, so texts will subside as well.

Long distance is hard, especially if it’s a relationship and there’s needed communication. You both fight time to time. You, being frustrated that Jacob with “I’m always right” attitude. And Jacob, being ignorant to the problem itself.

You both have your flaws, from that one awful night back at Hackett’s Quarry you both saw each other under high stress. It wasn’t pretty. To say you weren’t surprised that he was acting this way in a fight was an understatement.

You love him, he loves you. Couples have disagreements, and each time you both fight one of you caves in and apologizes, that’s when you both fully communicate your feelings.

Other than silly bickering, you two have a pretty stable relationship. So there’s nothing to worry about.

When you were finally on winter break, Jacob happened to still have another week until his came up. You took a flight to the state his school was in before you returned home.

It was his final game of the season, and you wanted to go either way. So you decided to surprise him.

Once you came up to him on the field, he instantaneously threw his arms around you and swayed you both around. You took him into a kiss. The way he bounced around and laughed warms your heart.

It got heated once you both went up to his dorm.

Outside of that day you both try your best to visit each other before the summer, you’ll see each other during summer camp anyway. But it’s nice to have some alone time.

You both are happy, and that’s all that matters to either of you. Long distance or not you both have a stable relationship!

I’m a bit rusty at Jacob it’s been a hottt minute (thank god for this year’s replay) but I hope you like it! This was fun to write ❤️❤️

[mimpinightmare]

🎆HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 2025 TO EVERYONE WHO CELEBRATES IT!! :D🎆

Here's Xing and Shakes (who is mostly trying-) Lion Dancing!! :D This artwork was meant to post on 29th January, but of course, time wasn't on my side- So Hopefully two days late is still acceptable to post this- (Apologies for the photo quality as well-💀)

Also, here's another interesting fact, this was not meant to be a Supa Strikas fanart, it was meant to be an illustration for my Mentor, who does celebrate Chinese New Years, which to display for the occasion. My mentor told me we didn't want a complex sketch/illustration, just something simple. So the sketch was scrapped. But I liked it too much to sit on my sketch book, so I decided to make a Supa Strikas Fanart, dedicated towards the celebration. :)

As somebody who doesn't celebrate the occasion or does Lion Dance, I tried my best on my research to be as accurate as possible with it. To the outfits Lion Dancers wear, to the color scheme, to the design of the lion itself. Again, this was a scrap sketch, and my original idea was people lion dancing since it's well know to lion dance in Chinese New Year, as well as weddings (if I'm not mistaken), and other celebrations. That being said, who is very much isn't raised with the cultural, I can very much make many mistakes and misinterpreted the culture. For that, I will forwardly apologies if there are mistakes I've made or never caught on when making the artwork. I appreciated if anyone who IS familiar with the culture would correct me if there are errors to be corrected! And I will update on this post! 👍

DISCLAIMER: That being said about errors- The only mistake I notice I made is Xing holding the Lion Mouth when lion dancing. Yeahhhh... NOT THE CORRECT WAY TO DO IT- 😭😭 The correct way to do it actually is hold it's head from the INSIDE, not it's mouth. I notice this when I was almost finished coloring- 💀That's VERY MUCH MY BAD on my part-

Anyways again, 🎆HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEARS EVERYONE!! HOPE EVERYONE'S REST OF THE YEAR WILL BE GRAND!!! :D 🎆

[miruac]

dating nanami kento - a moodboard

this man would be WHIPPED for you. when nanami loves, he gives it his all. i see his love language being quality time(it's actually physical touch but he likes to deny it). nanamin is actually desperate for relaxation, so i do see a lot of home dates or spa dates. but maybe after a tough day of work, he'll pick you up in his car and take you out to a fancy restaurant. his urge to go to the beach is always in the back of his mind somewhere, so if both of you go abroad he always makes sure that you stop at a beach. he loves bread and you, so why not spend time with you at home trying to bake? listen i know it's overwritten, but i can see nanami acting posessive if someone who he dislikes talks to you, or tries to make a move. if you two are out he will always have a hand around your waist, or his jacket around your shoulders if you're cold. every morning, he dreads going to work. he'll have to be apart from you, his sanctuary from the cold outside world.

(character does not belong to me, rightfully belongs to gege akutami. photos do not belong to me, they belong to op on pinterest. apologies if character seems ooc.)

(a/n: gege i hope your pillow is warm on both sides, i hope your charger only works at a certain angle, i hope that whenever you try to put on a shoe you end up creasing it, i hope that your fingers lock when you're writing a new chapter, and i hope that your shower is always freezing cold when you want it to be hot. happy birthday kento baby i love you ♡)

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[mitochondria-eve]

some Heathers releases feature a photo gallery full of several "behind the scenes" pics and i thought it would be nice to share some of em'.

this batch features primarily Kim because Chandler's my favorite as you may have guessed from my past posts (and the amount of photos of Kim online is unfortunately low, so i wanted to remedy that). i apologize for nothing.

...well, except the quality of the photos. these were taken using my cruddy phone camera and off of a VERY old television - the only one i got at the moment. tried to clean the screen to the best of my ability, but it didn't really help.

still, i hope ya'll enjoy! i will make an effort to share more later of the rest of the cast!

[thequietkid-moonie]

Hai!

I wanted to request madoka and mami Finding reader's old photos prompt,,

Like photos of them as kid or in any festival events photos: 3

That's all and take care moonie !! (´ω`)

—🪷

Finding reader's old photos

[ SCENARIO ] [ Madoka, Mami ] [ Puella Magi Madoka Magica ]

× Since you didn't specify I tried to keep it neutral so you can take it as romantic or platonic

I have cute and silly photos of when I was a child, I have some just stiming and being happy, once were I was playing to be a super hero and I have a lot where i was simply holding my favotive things, it is adorable honestly 🩷🩷

Madoka Kaname

Madoka is respectful of your privacy and it even take her some time to get comfortable enough to share more pesonal details of herself, but once your two grow close enough she simply welcomes you in her life

If you ever visit her house there are high chances that you end up seeing old photos of herself and her family around the house, and even when she can feel a little embarrassed she let you see them, still if she ever find that kind of photos on your house she will hesitant a little and even feel embarrassed before she decide to look at the photo with more attention

Finding your old photos was an accident, she didn't meant to pry on your privacy like that, but the moment she took the photos and realiced what it was she simply couldn't stop herself from looking a bit more! She tried to stop but between her curiousity and how adorable you looked she simply couldn't stop herself from looking at more photos

Madoka deeply apologize when you caught her and even tries to put the photos in its place before you can even say anything, clumsily trying to put the photos away, and she won't feel comfortable to look at the photos again until you assure her that its fine and you won't get upsed

Even when you let her see your photos Madoka will take a moment of hesitantion before taking them again, but that hesitantion is quickly replaced by curiosity, quickly looking at the photos in awe and constantly asking you for the story behind it or simply making small and sincere compliments accompanied by some giggles

Madoka end up feeling so comfortable with the moment that with some photos that have to be with activities of school or even simply celebrations she end up telling you her own stories on similar situations, sharing her memories of her childhood along with you

At the end it was a cute and wholesome way to spend some quality time and Madoka even promised to let you see her photos next time you visit her house

Mami Tomoe

Mami isn't exactly the type to go throught your belongings and pry in your privacy, but when you two grow to be close enough and she start to feel more comfortable then things chance, since there is the trust and comfort she wouldn't think it would be that bad if she look around your stuff a bit

Mami didn't exactly checked everything in your room, she simply was looking around curiously when she spoted a photo of you when you were younger, you looked like you were having fun so of course she couldn't stop herself from picking up the frame with the photo and admire the cute little you simply having fun

After seeing this photo Mami simply couldn't stop there, she compliment you, saying how cute you look and teased you a bit about the adorable young you before asking you if you have more photos of when you were younger, teasing and even pushing a little if you hesitant until she manage to convince you to let her see your old photos

Mami didn't exactly tried to embarrassed you but she couldn't stop complimenting you and calling you adorable over and over again with each photo she sees, sometimes even asking you the story behind and other times simply joking at what the silly little you look like were doing

Mami insist that she isn't trying to embarrassed you but for how long she takes looking at each photo and all the comments she says it honestly feels like she is doing it in purpose (she even has a cup of tea and some cookies to enjoy the adorable moment)

But, despite everything, once Mami finish seeing all the photos she will thank you deeply for letting her seeing all of that, saying that makes her feel even closer to you and even comforted her a bit. Mami admits that she feels a bit sad about not having much things that could remind her her past after the accident but since she still has her memories she will tell you stories of when she was a child

This has affected Mami a lot in the best way posible, it make her feel happy and soft, leading her to be extra kind and gentle with you for the next days just because she can't stop looking at you like the adorable little you

[landerspaul]

Hey! Do you have some favourite pictures of Paul? Especially from the stadium tour maybe? Would love to see your pics ☺️

Hi Anon! 💚\(≧ᴗ≦*)

Thank you for this ask! Sorry it has taken me a while to reply, but there are so many photos I love of Paul that I was actually struggling to pick just a few and not post all the ones I have on my phone and computer. 🙃

I'll start with three* some of my favorites. (´▽｀)

As for the photos of the tour, since I have endless ones that I love, I have decided to show you my favorite ones that I have taken on 18.06.2023 in Bern, the first time I saw Rammstein in front row, which was a dream come true. I apologize in advance for the potato 🥔 quality.

Bonus: Screenshots of a video I made of Paul observing a flamethrower that malfunctioned. You can see the gifset here. 🔥👀

*I tried to pick only three but failed. (◔ ω ◔)

[lumina-649]

I now present to you, my redesign of Ladybug/Marinette for Miraculous. Pardon my horrible anatomy and the fact this was made in MS Paint 3D.

And guess what y'all? She has WINGS

BECAUSE SHE'S A DARN LADYBUG, WHY DON'T SHE HAVE WI---

(I also apologize for the image quality, lol)

Regarding my thought process for Marinette's civilian outfit, I originally tried to give her a slight cottegecore look since her parents own a bakery, but now I'm thinking I wanna do a better version of her original outfit. Who knows? Maybe I'm being too critical of my own work, but when I make the photo for what I'm talking about, I'll post it.

However, I am very happy with how I made her ladybug costume and I can't wait to draw a map of the wings in full detail---along with Tikki.

For those who want to do a compare and contrast between the designs, here you go.