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quickstappen · 11 months ago

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A/N: hello, welcome to another smau i guess, enjoy? this is the real reason why the latest part of carved my name was up so late yall ;) oscar won his first race and i had to do something!! i'm sorry to all the carlos fans, but someone's gotta be the bad guy, yk?

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december 2019

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paola_sainz I can't believe it is time to go, it still doesn't feel real. Thank you for those amazing years together, for the memories and happiness, I couldn't wish for better team, better friends, I love you all and I'll miss you tremendously. Cheers to the next chapter in our lives.

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prema_team We'll miss you vice-champ! Make sure to visit when you're around ❤️

↳ paola_sainz of course! I'll visit so much you'll get sick of me ;)

sainzssss_ noooooooo, what???

shithappens what. the. fuck.

carlossainz55 Excited for your new journey! Now you can spend more time in my garage 🔥😎

↳ paola_sainz yeah, im so excited too!

↳ quickstappen this seems... dry

↳ albono_23 right???

ilpredestinatox oh noo! you were the reason i decided to follow my dreams and go to college for mechanical engineering, i can't believe you're not gonna be racing anymore

↳ paola_sainz oh sweetie, i'm so glad you're following your dreams! dm me if you have any enfeneering problems - i can ask around and get back to you ;)

↳ nyoomf1 she's so sweet 🥹

arthur_leclerc I'll miss your annoying face you know? (only a tiny bit)

↳ paola_sainz acting like you won't see me at basically every race anyway (i'll miss you too) 🤍

↳ arthur_leclerc 🤍

february 2024

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paola_sainz does it ever drive you crazy...?

3 years ago i was broken beyond recognition, i lost my purpose and will to carry on, i thought that without racing i was noone. to think that the same girl just sold out her first collection of athletic wear is absolutely crazy, i can't believe how far we've come and i can't wait to see what else we can do

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carlando333 girl 💀💀

↳ ilpredestinatox what do you mean, tf

↳ carlando333 Carlos literally just lost his seat for next year

↳ ilpredestinatox well, this is not carlos' page is it? she's not his keeper, she's allowed to be her own person

cuddlyxricc can she like,, read the room?

byelandoo lol, she does not care about the ferrari drama AT ALL

carlove55 are you gonna comment on the carlos situation??

shithappens she looked so happy when she was racing 🥺 i still can't accept that i'll never see her in a f1 car

↳ quickstappen right??

arthur_leclerc i am going to model the next collection

↳ paola_sainz don't know if you've noticed, but i make WOMEN'S athletic wear

↳ arthur_leclerc you just don't want to see me slay

↳ paola_sainz do not say slay ever again

charlosp1 💀

spanishxbabe so Carlos means nothing to you?

jensonbutton So proud! Brittany loves her set 🧡

↳ paola_sainz 🧡

charles_leclerc Knew you could do it Lola 🤍

↳ paola_sainz thank you for believing in me Charlie 🤍

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paola_sainz oh baby, how good to see you again!

(also, charles_leclerc go and win me a race please, i don't know how many forza ferrari sempre's i have left in me)

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shithappens i'm sorry, is that a man? with my wife?

quickstappen queen is back in paddock!

arthur_leclerc so the ones with me in them were not good enough to make it, but the random one with him tying you're shoelaces made it?

↳ paola_sainz guess so, try harder next time

screwderriaf1 she's so real for that, Charles for WDC2024

↳ ilpredestinatox GIRL, be so fr rn

↳ screwderriaf1 just let me dream man

carlando333 oh come on! she doesn't care about carlos at all! fucking snake, thinking she's better than him🐍

logansargeant nice of you to visit old friends

↳ paola_sainz we're literally going for lunch tomorrow?

↳ sheilaxf1 they know each other??

↳ lewibear yeahh, since her time at prema i'm pretty sure

charles_leclerc Yeah, no pressure right

↳ paola_sainz you know it ;)

charlosp1 did she really say that she wishes that charles won and not her brother who's fighting for his future this season 💀

redmilton Paola Sainz soft launching a white man in the year 2024 was not on my bingo card

cuddlyxricc sorry but first no comment on carlos' seat and now this? yeah no, not cool

elmatadorf1 traitor! rooting for charles when your brother lost his seat because of him 🐍

madi_races is my girlfriend in a relationship with a.... man??

predestined55 absolutely no honour, not surprised tbh after seeing who she hangs out with 🐍

darth_nando can we please stop mentioning Carlos in every comment section under her posts? it's so unnecessary

paola's messages:

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paola's messages:

madi's radio: okay look, the text between Spanish speakers.... i do not know Spanish and putting entire conversations through google translate is not the best, so let's just pretend they're in Spanish, yeah?

click here to be added to the hiding in the seams taglist!

DISCLAIMER: i do not know anything about this people, this is not real life, this is just something for fun, i do not know anythings about their life or personalities!

#f1 smau #ferrari f1 #carlos sainz #charles leclerc #arthur leclerc #f2 smau #f1 instagram au #oscar piastri #op81 #oscar piastri smau #f1 x oc #hits smau

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theworldsgreatestgambler · 3 months ago

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READ BEFORE ASK/RP!

Heya! This blog is based on the Roblox game Forsaken, specifically the character Chance.

OPEN YOUR EYES 🪽 EVENT GUIDE

WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW

This blog is run by a minor, no NSFW.

i also run @v01dst4rs & @fortunesofthedamned

This is a roleplay-type blog. Story driven. The AU im currently roleplaying is very centered on Chance specifically

I may respond in drawn pictures, it depends how im feeling!

I am not affiliated with the Forsaken team!!

If you ever want to chat my DMS are open! Im always happy to talk! I have a disc as well!

Q: Will there be more characters? A: maybe! In the far future perhaps....

Q: Can we use our own characters/ocs to ask? A: Absolutely!! Anyone can send an ask.

Q: Where can we get caught up with the story? A: I'll keep all the important events under the cut!

Q: can we rp characters from different media? A: yup! Any media relating to roblox!

WHAT YOU CAN & CAN'T DO

Absolutely NO NSFW // I dont do ships, sorry!!

Asking anonymously, in character, in rp, just a regular ask is all a-ok!! // feel free to suggest your headcannons or rp characters from other media as long as its roblox based!

Roleplaying lore // ABSOLUTELY GO FOR IT ask blog lore rps are the best

About Chance, my AU, lore, and tags under cut

ABOUT CHANCE

Pronouns : he/they

Personality: confident, positive, a bit cocky at times

Extra : he has a bunny named Spade!

Actions will look like this - [*He lifts his head, taken off guard by the sudden entry*]

Speech will look like this - "Well, hello! How can I help ya? That's quite the entrance."

ABOUT MY AU

This AU is centered on specifically Chance, he doesn't want to believe the reality of things, and often tends to try to hide from it in his imagination.

They pretend. Thats how they're so good at keeping a poker face.

The Spectre despises his ability to keep calm, and wants to break him down slowly.

Whats happening now? : #Hey! Hey Chance! / #act 1 / #the pawn

PERSONAL HEADCANNONS

Chance's glasses move with his emotions, I cant explain why I just feel like that gives him a more cartoony feel

Dyed hair tips, just feels like him.

Piercings!

Chance would rather die than let someone else get hurt in his place.

His luck has very comedic timing.

WHAT WE'VE DONE

ONGOING: EVENT ACT 1, #the pawn / #hey! hey chance! / #act 1

After Chance woke up, the spectre began to speak to him.. Ettore -> @/m4fios0 stopped by to check on him, and they informed him about the nagging voice as it only grew louder. . .

Ettore turned to leave, but before he did he heard it too. The two camped out in Chance's cabin. but by then... It was too late. Stalemate

It called to them, Chance followed its voice, entranced. It lead him into the woods and took him as its prey. What happened to you Chance?

INT TAGS

#Chance and John Doe / luckycode - The king of corruption interacts?? Wow im honored

#pokerpizza - Elliot interacts! His best friend :)

#playtime with sarah - his daughter interacts!

#fleshcoin - fleshcousin interacts!

#pokerdebt - Mafioso interacts!

OTHER

#Pokerface - ooc

#Lucky7 - in character

#Fullhouse - lore

#Badbeat - noncannon/ignore this (doesn't apply to actual lore)

#Jackpot - cannon (applies to actual lore)

chances opinions!

John Doe: He desperately wants to learn more about him.

Builderman: Cautious, but looks up to him

Elliot : His best friend, he gets very defensive about him.

Apollo : his child

Mafioso : His closest friend.

Ty for the dividers - ♠,♦

#rp blog #forsaken #hello john doe #ask blog #forsaken chance #character design #pokerface #Fullhouse #jackpot #forsaken art #roblox #roblox art #forsaken fanart #parody blog

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rootedinrevisions · 8 months ago

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Let Me Be There With You

KINK: Phone / FaceTime Sex

WARNINGS: 18+ MINORS DNI. SMUT (Masturbation)

WORD COUNT: 1.4k

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If you would like to be added to any of my Tag Lists or be tagged for a specific character please feel free to comment, send an ask, or send a DM and I'll be happy to get you added!

The house felt empty without Tyler, the silence filling every corner as you slipped into bed, the sheets cool against your skin. Outside, the sky was darkening, clouds thick and heavy, rumbling with the distant growl of a storm moving in. It seemed like the weather had barely paused this season, and neither had Tyler. He was somewhere out in Oklahoma tonight, chasing down another storm, and each night that passed only made you miss him more.

You grabbed your phone, staring at his contact photo for a moment before pressing call. The familiar sound of his voice picked up after just one ring.

“Hey, darlin’,” he said, his voice soft but filled with that warm, unmistakable charm.

“Hey,” you replied, already feeling a little bit of the ache ease just hearing him. “You busy?”

“Never too busy for you,” he answered, his tone warming you instantly. “Been thinking about you all day.”

You settled back against the pillows, letting out a soft sigh. “Miss you, Ty. Feels like forever since you’ve been home.”

“I know, baby. I hate being away this long. These storms are just keeping me moving nonstop. But the whole time, all I can think about is getting back to you.”

Your heart fluttered, the familiar way he made you feel safe and cared for even from miles away. “It’s not the same without you here. Everything’s just a little too quiet.”

He chuckled softly. “Guess we’ll have to change that as soon as I’m back.”

There was a pause, comfortable yet charged, the words unspoken lingering between you both. Tyler seemed to sense it too, his voice turning a shade lower.

“Gotta be honest, sweetheart, this is driving me crazy, being away from you like this,” he murmured, the warmth of his tone unmistakable even through the phone. “Just want to be there, holding you right now.”

The words sent a shiver down your spine, your pulse quickening as your fingers tightened around the phone.

“Yeah? Miss you too,” you replied softly. “Miss feeling your arms around me. Haven’t had a good night’s sleep without you here.”

You could almost see the way his jaw would clench slightly, that look he’d get when he was feeling just as affected as you were.

“Been thinkin’ about that every night,” he admitted. “The way it feels having you next to me… your head on my chest. My hands in your hair. Hell, darlin’, it’s all I can think about.”

Your breath hitched at the way his voice softened, each word wrapping around you like a warm embrace. “Sometimes I swear I can still smell your cologne on the pillow,” you whispered, letting the honesty flow.

“Is that so?” he teased gently, his voice carrying that playful, yet intimate tone. “Close your eyes, sweetheart. Let me be there with you.”

You followed his instructions, closing your eyes as his voice poured over you, warm and steady.

“Picture me there, yeah?” he said softly. “You in bed, waiting for me. I’d be slipping in next to you, pulling you right up against me… feelin’ you under my hands, warm and soft. Just thinking about it is enough to drive me out of my damn mind.”

Your pulse quickened, his words pulling you under, making you feel as though he was right there with you. “God, Tyler… I wish you were here,” you murmured, a soft catch in your breath.

His voice grew rougher, that familiar confidence coming through. “Alright, baby, let’s make this feel a little closer. Do somethin’ for me?”

You swallowed, nodding though he couldn’t see it. “Of course.”

“I want you to turn your FaceTime on for me so I can see you, okay?”

You do as he says and turn your phone call into a FaceTime. You smile when you see his face fill the screen.

“Hey there beautiful,” he smiled.

“Hey cowboy,” you smile back.

“Okay baby, start by sliding your hand down, just the way I would. Nice and slow,” he murmured, voice thick with desire. “Imagine it’s me, baby, my hands, warm and steady. Think of me right there, my hand tracing your skin, feelin’ every inch of you.”

You did as he asked, your hand moving down, the thrill of his voice guiding you, making you feel like he was right there beside you.

“Like that?” you whispered, voice wavering with anticipation. You had flipped your camera around so that it was showing your body, letting Tyler see what you were doing.

“Exactly like that,” he replied, his voice almost a growl. “I’d take my time, lettin’ my fingers trail over your skin, feelin’ every bit of you. Just like I do when I’m right there, watching your face, seeing how much you want it.”

The heat rose inside you, his words drawing you closer to him even from miles away. You let out a soft sigh, the longing building, knowing he was feeling every bit as affected as you.

“Good girl,” he whispered, his tone husky, full of both praise and need. “God, I can’t wait to actually be there, to feel you again, just like this… except it’ll be my hands, my mouth…”

He let the words hang, and you shivered, letting the weight of his tone pull you deeper into his presence.

“Touch yourself the way you know I would,” he murmured, his voice like warm velvet. “Slow at first. I want you to feel it, to feel me. Imagine it’s my hands there, starting slow and steady… feeling you melt under my touch.”

You bit your lip, letting the quiet instructions seep into your thoughts. Slowly, you followed his words, your own hands tracing the path he would take, his voice filling in all the spaces between.

“There you go,” he murmured approvingly, a hint of a smile in his tone. “Take your time, darlin’. I’d want to feel you building up, feeling every bit of you getting ready for me.” His words were a guide, a steady hand leading you through the ache of being apart. He gave you time, patient and grounding, the warmth of his voice settling over you like his familiar embrace.

Your breaths grew shallow, every nerve heightened under his instructions. “It’s not the same without you,” you whispered, though it came out breathless.

“I know, baby,” he replied, and you could hear the tension in his voice too, a quiet ache wrapped around every word. “But just think… in a couple of days, I’ll have you in my arms, and I’m gonna make up for all this time.”

He paused, his breathing audible, matching your own. “Now… imagine me leaning over you, the way I always do,” he continued, his voice growing huskier. “Imagine my mouth… right there. Let your hand follow, baby. Think of it like it’s me, the way I’d kiss and tease, never giving you quite enough. I’d watch you, see how much you wanted more.”

You let out a soft sound of need, letting your hand follow his words, lost in the thought of his touch. Every inch of your skin felt alive, sensitive, almost electric.

“Just like that, darlin’,” he said softly, his words as gentle as they were intense. “I want you to keep going until you’re right there… until you can feel me.”

A warmth spread through you, a slow, burning build that left you feeling like he was right there beside you, guiding every movement. You could hear his breathing quicken as he continued, his voice strained, a raw edge to it now. “God, I wish I was there to watch you, hear you,” he murmured, barely containing his own desire. “Just know I’ll be back, and I won’t be able to keep my hands off you.”

The thought of him there with you, of his hands, his mouth, his eyes locked on you, was all it took. You breathed his name softly, your body giving in to the moment, guided by his words.

For a long moment, silence filled the line, only the sound of both your breaths connecting you in the space between.

“Sweet dreams, darlin’,” he whispered finally, his voice softer, spent but full of warmth. “Just a little longer. I’ll be there soon.”

“Goodnight, Ty,” you whispered softly.

“Goodnight, darlin’. I’ll be home soon.”

And as you drifted off, his voice lingered, filling the empty spaces and keeping you close, even as the storm rolled on outside.

#Tyler Owens #Tyler Owens Fic #Tyler Owens Fanfic #Tyler Owens Fanfiction #Tyler Owens Smut

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bestedoesmeow · 2 years ago

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-ˏˋTHIRST TRAPˊˎ-

pairing: toto wolff & horner!reader

inspired by the comment left on my other story!

@omgsuperstarg ty!!

instagram au

𓇼˚₊‧꒰ა 🫧 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚𓇼

t: hey honey, how are you?

I've been meaning to ask you but I was so busy with work and everything

what does '' thirst trap '' mean?

y: hey love

i am okay i just woke up

read✔️ 12:23 .p.m.

t: so I need to post shirtless content?

I've been getting dm's about it and thought I should ask

I'll be home in an hour, ill get us tacos

and can we talk about the '' thirst trap''?

y: yes, we can honey

ily

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youruser replied

: honey I don't think that's what they meant by thirst trap

: but look how beautiful you are

: now I wish I came with you to the next gp 🥲

totowolff

oh did I choose the wrong photo?

its all getting so complicated for me

I miss you too, I wish you were here to shut your dad's mouth

youruser

I thought you guys were getting along

back with the rivalry?

george and lewis should shut his mouth in the car :(

totowolff

: don't worry, we are coming back stronger 💪🏻

𓇼˚₊‧꒰ა 🫧 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚𓇼

you:

okay, honey

here are some photos that I chose for your feed

real '' thirst traps''

toto:

i hate the second one

this is what people call '' thirst trap''?

I don't know but these wouldn't make me thirsty

I'll post to see if these are what people really want

totowolff

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double thirst trap? 📸: @ynhorner

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→user: y/n on a holiday with toto and his son? its just so beautiful

→user: aged like fine wine

→user: everything about this is JUST PERFECT

→user: oh how I wishhh...

𓇼˚₊‧꒰ა 🫧 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚𓇼

totowolff

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best teammate, roommate, housemate and lifemate

#f1 x you #f1 fandom #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 imagine #f1 x y/n #toto wolff au #toto wolff x reader #toto wolff imagine #toto wolff smut #toto wolff fanfic #toto wolff x you #toto wolff fluff #mercedes amg petronas #mercedes amg f1 #toto wolff x y/n #toto wolff x oc

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cherryfennec · 6 months ago

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[CLOSED TY TO EVERYONE]

For the next two weeks I'm taking pre-orders for Bowser keychains!

I have talked about them a little while ago and now I got it set up. Here's the info:

The acrylic 2”(50.8mm) keychain has two different Bowsers on the sides, one based on his look in Paper Mario and the other closer to his usual / Mario and Luigi look.

I'm going to accept preorders for 2 weeks, the price for everything is 10$ (I only accept PayPal). Im assuming it might take over a month for the keychains to arrive for everyone as it took roughly 2 weeks for ME to get the samples in the picture above.

To claim one just DM me saying that you're interested. I'll ask for the payment and add you to the list. When the keychains arrive and I'm ready to send them out I'll message you for shipping details. Questions are welcome. Thank you for reading!

#super mario #mario bros #paper mario #myart #bowser #mario #super mario bros #smb #mario and luigi

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lovetaroandtaemin · 9 months ago

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TXT: Dom or Sub and Their Top Kinks

THIS LIST IS NSFW! MINORS DNI! Warnings: Dom/sub dynamics (titles used: daddy, sir, master, mommy), pegging, sensory play, hair pulling, impact play, praise and degradation, biting, exhibitionism and voyeurism, edging, lingerie, facials/cum play, knife play, spit kink, begging A/N: Kinktober starts tomorrow! I really hope you all enjoy the fics I've been working so hard on. If you do, I'd love to hear about it! Happy reading, and happy spooky season!

List is under the cut.

Yeonjun

Sub-leaning switch

Likes when you call him “sweetheart” and “prince.” On the rare occasions that he feels like being more dominant, you get in trouble for calling him anything but “daddy”

Peg him and he’s yours forever

Seems like he’d like sensory play, especially anything involving feathers or ice

Definitely likes having his hair pulled

Soobin

Dom-leaning switch

Not one for titles, he likes when you say his name in bed

On the rare occasion he feels like being more submissive, god help you. I feel like he’d be the biggest brat ever

Likes spanking and being spanked

Loves to combine praise and degradation in ways that make your head spin

Beomgyu

MEAN dom

You get in trouble if you call him anything but “master” or “sir”

Knife play. That’s all.

Likes biting you, LOVES when you bite him

Really really enjoys tying you up

Taehyun

Soft dom

Likes to be called either “sir” or “Tae”

It’s rare that he punishes you, but I feel like when he does he either edges you or makes you watch him get off. If you really push his buttons, he combines the two

Really really likes it when you wear lingerie

I can’t decide if he prefers facials or cumming all over your tits so I’m gonna say it depends on the mood he’s in

Huening Kai

Bratty sub

Preferred pet names are “angel,” “pretty boy,” and “slut”

I just KNOW he’s into knife play.

Likes praise, LOVES degradation

Spit in his mouth and he’ll start begging to call you mommy

Thank you for reading! If you liked this, please like and reblog! If you want to see the other lists I've posted, or read my fics, you can find them here! If you'd like to see the fics I'll be posting after Kinktober is done, you can read my upcoming works here! If you'd like to see what I have in store for Kinktober, you can find that masterlist here. If none of that catches your attention or there's something specific you'd like to see, send a request via asks or dms! Have a lovely day!

Thank you again for reading this one, seeing y'all interact with my posts makes me so happy.

#kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop headcanons #kpop smut #txt smut #txt headcanons #txt fanfic #yeonjun smut #soobin smut #beomgyu smut #taehyun smut #huening kai smut

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allykatsart · 2 months ago

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So for your MLP Weapons AU, is there like…a set protagonist? Or is it supposed to be like a video game where the player (or reader in this case) is supposed to see themselves in the adventure?

Also is there any way for the soul/pony inside the weapon can communicate with the wielder? Maybe a ghostly image only they can see, telepathy, or talking in dreams? It’s cool if you don’t, just wondering/I kinda like that trope.

MLP Weapons AU

TBH I was hoping someone would ask this! Ty for stepping onto my trap card! XD

TLDR: The Weapons AU is an RP setting.

Not an RP with me specifically, but more like... If you see the AU and you/your friends want to make OC's to fit the role of the 'New Elements' kind of deal. I think roleplay is a fun way to interact with each other and make your own stories!

(Plus it means I don't have to make yet another comic series LMAO)

I'm like the DM, showing you who's in the world and the challenges you could face along the way. You make the characters, I'll make the adventure!Most of the ponies I design are going to be allies, altered characters, or villains. I might even make some YCH stuff so people can add their own characters to the art of the AU!

As for the spirits....

Yeah! There's definitely a way for the Spirits to communicate and interact with their users! I really do like the idea of having their 'ghost' be visible to the user, because that allows for me to draw them. I imagine they'd also use telepathy in fights when they need to communicate quickly.

The dreams though... Hm. That's an interesting one. I do think the Spirits of the Elements are capable of that, but the realm of dreams is where Nightmare Moon's power lies...

Nightmare Moon/Luna could definitely sense the Spirits appearing in their users dreams. That might be the way the current user of Nightmare's Harvest finds the New Elements and starts hunting them. Doing so may put the New Elements in peril as they search for their weapons...

#mlp #my litte pony friendship is magic #my little pony #mlp fim #mlp au #mlp au lore #ask #ur-typical-nerd #MLP Weapons AU

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painted-bees · 3 months ago

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psst those of you who regularly like and comment on my posts: if any of you would be interested in joining my private discord server, leave me an ask [off anon] with your discord username. I won't publish it or anything, I'll just send you a DM on discord with an invite to the server...if I am feeling brave enough to do so haha

It's a chill, quiet, tight-knit lil' place where we just talk about special interests and blorbos and share pics of funny birds and stuff. But I am shy about adding new people because...growing a community is scary jfkaks...so have patience with me

[but pls, if you send me an anonymous message with your discord username, I will not send you an invite. No anon messages for this ty]

I may slowly send invites over the weekend♡

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roxy4life · 1 year ago

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"૮₍ •⤙•˶|✉️ ᴮᵉᵉᵖ..! ᵒⁿᵉ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉˎˊ˗

₍ ⌨ ᶻᶻᶻ ⭐𝐑𝐨𝐱𝐲⭐ is typing ... ₎

˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ᥕᥱᥣᥴ᥆꧑ᥱ t᥆ ꧑ᥡ bᥣ᥆g꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

Credits to @sister-lucifer for the Roxy x Thad dividers!

Hello! My names Roxy!

Friend list!

@deedah @kingryannducks @locothewolf @agentgeek @glorious-owl @l0cal-dumb4ss @zer0-devoox @justh4z3l-xdd and Many more!

My caregiver! : @autonomous-helper

DNI If! :Racist, P3d0, Z00, Transphobic, homophobic, pr0shipper, etc, please DNI!

Things I like!

Hello kity

TADC

Murder drones {my current hyperfixation! }

MHA (not as much now!)

Dandys world!

And many more!

Things about me!

I got by different names based on how I'm feeling!: Roxy, Dolly, thad(some times-) , Venus, pudding etc!

I'm age regressor!! (Please be nice I don't accept bullying)

I vent a lot... (If you don't like it please leave)

I love drawing, listening to music (A HUGE RANGE!)

I love animals!: cats, dogs (golden retrievers) , bunnies and seals!

I do art ask and commissions for free! (Just DM me!)

My age regression!

I'll talk baby like!, I'll most be with @autonomous-helper ! Or Thad!

I'll post art of my oc/ me age regressing with Thad!

My music taste!

I love, cute or soft music! Scene music! And a lot of Japanese! And many more!

ICP

Melanie Martinez!

Aqua

Toy-box and many more!

My favorite characters!

Thad! (MY 1# FAV!)

V, Uzi, N, and most of the murder drones characters!

Mr. Aizawa! And Yamada! (Along with Ayoma!)

Some random things!

I'm always going to change my sexuality a lot, but my gender identity is non-binary!

Some nicknames i like!

Dolly, Venus, Thad (here and there!) , pudding

Names for when i'm In little age!

Princess, sweetie, Puppy, kiddo, snuggle bug, and many more!

I have a YouTube channel but won't post much due to cap cut getting banned...

Here's another thing about my age regressing!

New YouTube channel! ↓

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theshitpostcalligrapher · 1 year ago

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recording old asks for future writing - please read ty

okay so I'm gonna spend some time organizing my requests by answering asks and adding them to my master notepad doc, to avoid the dashspam either blacklist “added to notepad” or unfollow me for the next coupla hours. this does not mean i am open for new requests

To avoid filling your dashboard with "this post contains filtered tags" I believe there's an xkit toggle that allows you to fully hide blocked tags

all the boxes (askbox, submissions box) except dms are closed rn to avoid confusion, will open em when i wake up tomorrow

the reason i do this is a) to keep shit organized and b) rely on yall in case someone tries to slip super obscure slurs past me again

I record these about 4-5 weeks worth at a time, so I have a months' worth of scheduled content that I can refer to during the weekly streams where I write the daily cards, so I'll reblog this each time a week's worth of asks have been logged

thanks for yalls service folks

#faq

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rootedinrevisions · 9 months ago

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In the Wings: Part 2

SUMMARY: In the midst of the chaos on set, quiet moments between you and Glen begin to weave a subtle tapestry of connection. As coffee cups become shared tokens of affection and playful banter fills the air, the chemistry between you deepens, revealing layers of warmth and humor. From lighthearted discussions about makeup to Glen’s unexpected revelations about his sisters’ influence, every encounter blurs the lines of professionalism and friendship, leaving you both questioning what lies beneath the surface.

OTHER PARTS: PART 1

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The sun wasn’t even up yet, but you were already on set, clinging to your cup of coffee like it was a lifeline. The early morning chill bit at your skin, and you stifled a yawn as you prepped your station. It was only the second or third day of filming, and the early call times were starting to catch up with you.

Just as you took a sip, Glen walked in for hair and makeup, practically bouncing through the door. He was already in costume, a grin stretched across his face as he greeted the crew. “Morning!” he called out cheerfully, like it wasn’t 5 a.m.

You raised an eyebrow, barely able to muster the energy to lift your cup. “How are you so awake right now?” you asked, your voice groggy with exhaustion.

He chuckled as he sank into the chair in front of your mirror. “Well, I’m on coffee number three,” he said, holding up an empty mug like it was a trophy.

You let out a tired laugh, holding up your half-empty cup. “I’m still clinging to my first. You must have some magic metabolism, because I don’t think my body could handle three.”

He grinned at you in the mirror, his eyes lighting up with amusement. “You’ve gotta pace yourself. It’s all about timing. Coffee every forty-five minutes.”

“Oh, is that the secret?” you teased, rubbing your eyes. “I’ll have to take notes. The rest of us mortals are just barely hanging on.”

“Aw, c’mon, you’ve got this,” he said with an easy smile. “Just have another cup. Or two. And maybe a power nap between takes.”

“I wish!” you scoffed, tying your hair back and grabbing a comb to start on his hair. “What’s the longest you’ve ever been on set without a break?”

“Hmm.” He tilted his head, thinking for a second. “Probably twenty hours straight for a shoot that kept getting delayed. Every time we were about to wrap, something went wrong. It was brutal. But, hey, I survived.”

Your eyes widened slightly. “Twenty hours? That’s insane. How did you not collapse?”

Glen shrugged, looking a little proud of himself. “A lot of coffee, again. But mostly adrenaline. When you’re on set, there’s this energy that keeps you going. It’s weird, but it works.”

You snorted. “Yeah, that’s not how it works for me. I think I’d just fall asleep standing.”

He laughed, the sound warm and genuine, and it made you smile despite your exhaustion. “You? Nah, I’ve seen you on set. You’ve got this calm, focused vibe. I bet you’d be fine.”

“Focused, maybe,” you admitted, smoothing out the front of his hair. “Calm? Not so sure.”

“Well, you fake it well,” he teased, making you smile again. “Seriously, though, you seem like you’ve got a good handle on things.”

You paused for a second, meeting his eyes in the mirror. “Thanks. It’s a little overwhelming, to be honest. But, I mean, who wouldn’t be excited to work on something like this? Top Gun? That’s bucket list stuff.”

He grinned, his eyes lighting up at the mention of the film. “It really is, isn’t it? I still have moments where I look around and think, ‘Wow, this is actually happening.’”

“Do you get nervous?” you asked, genuinely curious. “Like, before big scenes?”

“All the time,” he admitted with a chuckle. “It’s part of the job. But you’ve just gotta roll with it. Once you’re in the moment, it’s like everything else fades away. The adrenaline kicks in and you just... do it.”

You finished with his hair and set down the comb, wiping your hands on a towel. “I guess I’ll need some of that adrenaline to get through this day.”

“You will,” he said confidently, standing up and stretching his arms. “But if not, there’s always coffee number two waiting for you.”

You laughed again, the weight of the early morning starting to lift a little. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

As Glen flashed you a quick smile, he grabbed his cup and started to walk out, pausing for a moment at the door. “Hey,” he called back, “if you need a coffee buddy, I’m always down for round four.”

You grinned, shaking your head as you watched him go. “I’ll hold you to that.”

* * * *

It was mid-morning by the time Glen made his way back to your trailer for a touch-up. The wind had done a number on his hair during the earlier shoot, and you had just set your tools down when the door swung open. Glen stepped in, holding not one, but two cups of coffee.

You looked up from your chair, raising an eyebrow. “I thought you were on coffee number three this morning? You’re really pushing it now.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “This one’s not for me.” He stepped closer, extending one of the cups toward you. “I noticed your coffee order earlier and figured you could use a refill.”

Surprised, you blinked, glancing between him and the cup. “You got this for me?”

Glen grinned, nodding. “Yep. Figured you could use a little pick-me-up since we both know this day isn’t getting any shorter.”

You took the cup, a smile spreading across your face as you read the label. He’d gotten your order exactly right. “I don’t know whether to be flattered or concerned that you memorized my coffee order this quickly.”

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, I didn’t have much choice. You had it written on the side of your cup earlier. Made my life easier.”

You shook your head, amused by his attention to detail. “Still, I appreciate it. What do I owe you?”

Glen waved it off, sliding into your makeup chair with ease. “Nah, it’s on me. Consider it a thank you for always making me look presentable on camera.”

You pretended to think about it, tapping your chin as you took a sip. “I suppose that’s a fair trade,” you teased, setting your cup down before getting to work on fixing his hair. “Though, I have to admit, I was pretty close to giving up after seeing the state of this mess. The wind really did a number on you today.”

He groaned dramatically, glancing at his reflection. “I know, right? One gust and everything goes haywire.”

“Lucky for you, that’s what I’m here for,” you replied with a grin, starting to smooth out the strands. As you worked, you couldn’t help but feel the small shift in the air between you two. The conversation was flowing easier now, the silences comfortable rather than awkward.

Glen stayed relaxed in the chair, watching you work through the mirror. “You’re too good at this,” he said, his tone warm but casual. “Honestly, you make it seem effortless.”

You chuckled, your hands continuing to move through his hair. “Well, after enough practice, it kind of becomes second nature. Though, I’d say you’re not the worst hair disaster I’ve had to deal with.”

“Oh? And who holds that honor?”

You smirked. “I’m not naming names, but let’s just say it involved a lot of sweat and an unfortunate run-in with a stunt double.”

He laughed again, a deep, easy sound that made the atmosphere feel even lighter. “That sounds like a story I need to hear sometime.”

“Maybe after coffee number four,” you teased, stepping back to admire your work. His hair was back in place, not a strand out of order.

He turned to face you with a grateful smile. “Thanks. For the hair, and for... everything.”

You smiled softly, leaning against the counter. “You’re welcome. And thanks for the coffee. You might’ve just saved my afternoon.”

Glen stood, grabbing his own cup and raising it in a mock toast. “Consider it a small price to pay for making me look good.”

You couldn’t help but smile as he gave you a quick wink before heading back out. The gesture was small, but it left a warmth that lingered long after he was gone.

* * * *

A week or two passed and you had started to feel more comfortable with the routine on set. It was mid-morning, and Glen was back in your chair for a makeup touch-up after the first few hours of shooting. The trailer was quiet except for the hum of the lights, and the steady rhythm of brushes against his skin had lulled both of you into a comfortable silence. You were focused, making sure the base was even, when Glen suddenly broke the quiet.

"Is that the NARS bronzer you’re using?" he asked casually, his tone light.

You froze mid-application, staring down at the palette in your hand with raised eyebrows. "Wait... how do you know that?"

Glen chuckled, his grin spreading wide across his face. "I’ve got two sisters and a niece. Trust me, I’ve been a test dummy for enough makeup experiments to know the basics."

You blinked, half-impressed and half-amused. "Okay, I did not see that coming. So, what—are you secretly a makeup guru?"

He laughed again, the sound warm and relaxed. "Hardly. I just know a few things here and there. Like... contouring, highlighting, and... uh, what’s that thing where you use tape to get a sharp wing?"

"You're talking about the tape trick for eyeliner?" you asked, genuinely surprised by his knowledge.

"Yeah! That’s the one. My niece was all about it for her school dance last year." He shifted slightly in the chair, his expression softening as he talked about his family. "Lauren and Leslie, my sisters, used to rope me into their makeup sessions when we were younger. They were relentless, but I didn’t mind too much."

You smiled as you reached for a different brush. "Well, that explains why you seem so comfortable in this chair. You’re a pro."

Glen shrugged, still grinning. "Hey, I’ve survived worse. And you’re way better than my sisters were back in the day."

The conversation flowed effortlessly, and as you worked, the usual professional boundary between the two of you seemed to soften a little more. He felt at ease with you, and you realized that Glen wasn’t just another actor in your chair—he was kind, thoughtful, and had an unexpected way of making the most routine moments feel personal.

"So, should I expect you to start recommending products to the other guys?" you teased, giving him a playful look as you added the finishing touches.

He raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "Maybe I should! I mean, have you seen the state of some of their skin? A little moisturizer wouldn’t hurt."

You laughed, shaking your head. "Right? I should help them get a good skincare routine down. 'Hey, guys, just a tip—sunscreen is your friend!'"

Glen leaned back in the chair, nodding seriously. "Exactly! 'You want to be the next big action star? You can't be looking like a potato on screen.'"

"Or like they just came from a three-day camping trip," you added, chuckling.

He chuckled along with you, leaning slightly closer as the laughter faded. "Maybe I should start a YouTube channel—'Glen Powell's Grooming Tips.' I could go viral."

"Just don’t forget to credit me as your makeup artist," you replied, a grin on your face. "I expect a solid shout-out for all the hard work."

"Of course! You’ll be my secret weapon," he said, his eyes catching yours in the mirror. There was a warmth in his gaze, a hint of something unspoken lingering between you. "But really, I’m just glad to have someone like you to make me look good. You’re the best."

You felt a warmth spread across your cheeks as you brushed off the compliment with a smile. It was just another easy conversation, another private moment, but something about it left an impression. There was a comfort between you and Glen, a kind of unspoken understanding that made these small moments feel... different.

* * * *

The set was buzzing with activity as the crew prepared for the next scene. You were stationed at a portable makeup station, surrounded by an array of brushes, palettes, and hair products. The air was filled with the chatter of cast and crew, punctuated by the sounds of cameras rolling and directors calling for action.

As you touched up the makeup of one of the actresses, you caught sight of Glen out of the corner of your eye. He was leaning against a nearby wall, watching the scene unfold with a casual air, but you could see the moment his gaze shifted to you.

A few moments later, he pushed himself off the wall and made his way over, his usual smile lighting up his face. “Hey, you,” he said, his voice warm amidst the commotion.

“Hey! What are you doing here? I thought you were filming?” you replied, pausing your work to give him your full attention.

“Just wrapped a scene, and I figured I’d come see what you’re up to,” he said, casually leaning against the makeup station. “Plus, I wanted to make sure you’re not working too hard. You know, it’s a tough job keeping all of us looking good.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “You’re all pretty easy to work with. It’s the directors who give me a run for my money. They keep changing their minds about how they want the characters to look.”

Glen feigned horror, placing a hand over his heart. “What? How dare they disrupt your creative process? Next, they’ll be telling me I can’t wear this shirt!” He gestured to his fitted T-shirt, a playful glint in his eye.

“Don’t worry; I think the shirt is safe for now,” you teased back, feeling more at ease with each playful exchange. “But I’m glad you stopped by. It’s nice to have a break from all the chaos.”

He nodded, his expression growing more sincere. “I totally get that. It’s nice to just hang out for a bit, you know? Plus, I enjoy hearing you talk about makeup and all the behind-the-scenes stuff.”

“Really?” You raised an eyebrow, surprised by his interest. “Most guys wouldn’t care about that.”

“Hey, I’m not most guys,” he replied, his tone mock-serious. “I have sisters. I’ve learned to appreciate the art of makeup and hair. Besides, it’s fascinating to see how you work your magic.”

You grinned, flattered by his words. “Well, if you’re ever interested in a lesson, I could always use a willing model.”

“Model, huh?” He feigned deep thought, tapping his chin dramatically. “Do I get to pick my look? Maybe I want a smoky eye... or glitter? I could rock a bold lip, you know.”

“Glitter?” you echoed, your laughter ringing out. “Now that’s a bold choice, Glen. I’m not sure the world is ready for that level of glam.”

“Challenge accepted,” he said, crossing his arms with a mock-seriousness. “But only if you promise to take pictures. I want proof when I’m famous!”

“Sure! I’ll make sure to use the most flattering angles,” you replied, your smile widening.

“Hey, you’re the expert. I trust your judgment,” he said, leaning in closer, his tone dropping slightly. “But really, I appreciate you. You make all of this so much easier.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in his voice. “Thanks, Glen. That means a lot coming from you.”

“Anytime,” he said, giving you a playful nudge. “Alright, I should probably let you get back to work before the directors send a search party for me. But I’ll be around if you need a break.”

“Deal,” you said, watching him walk away with a lightness in your chest, knowing that these moments were becoming more frequent and meaningful.

#Glen Powell Fic #Glen Powell Fanfic #Glen Powell Fanfiction

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ot8xbangchansgirlsblog · 7 months ago

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𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔽𝕋 𝟙: "𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘"

A/N: So im starting a series called "Drafts" and basically i'll be dropping stories/series that i dont really like so that other authors can copy/use them, I realized i have so many ideas and stories but i do have a short attention spam so i never really finish them and i get bored easily but i've had so many people ask if they can use my works as inspo so i thought i would make a section for writers starting their blogs or if they like my work...I do have some rules tho and if you really want to use my work just DM and we can work together and figure out stuff but for today....

i started this story like an hour ago and i dont really like it so...whoever would like to finish it or use it as inspo can just dm and lmk and i'll tell you the full plot and how you should go on about it! If you steal my work i will call you out and sue you (im joking...maybe)

The sun was high in the sky, casting its golden rays over the island as the group gathered together for another monthly tradition: teambuilding. It was a day when everyone set aside the hectic schedules, the long hours of practice, and the stress of being in a band, to focus on one thing: each other. The team had gotten better over time at communicating, problem-solving, and even just relaxing together. Most importantly, it was what had helped Hyunjin and Han get along, despite their differences.

This time, the band had ventured to an adventure park on a picturesque island, with lush green trees and winding trails leading down to sparkling blue waters. The air was warm, tinged with the scent of pine and saltwater. It felt like the perfect place to bond.

The tents were set up in a small clearing near the edge of the forest, and the smell of wood smoke and cooking food was already drifting in the air. Everyone was busy unpacking their things, setting up their temporary homes for the weekend. Chan and Lee Know were outside chopping firewood, while Y/n was struggling with an air mattress that refused to inflate properly. Felix was off with I.N. near the campfire, talking excitedly about the activities ahead.

“Hey guys, the tour guide says we’re starting now!” I.N. called out, looking over his shoulder as he hurried to the others. His enthusiasm was infectious, and even the grumpy Hyunjin seemed to perk up a little at the mention of getting started.

“Okay, we’ll be there soon,” Hyunjin replied, his voice muffled as he concentrated on tying up some gear. He was focused, intent on getting everything in order before heading out.

But it was hard to ignore the heat of the day. The air was thick with humidity, and beads of sweat clung to everyone’s foreheads as they worked. Chan, still wearing his black cap, wiped his brow with the back of his hand. He glanced over at Y/n, who was still trying to manage the air mattress.

"Babe, did you pack the lighter for the stove?" Chan asked, his voice carrying a note of concern as he finished stacking the firewood with Lee Know.

Y/n paused, looking up from the deflated mattress she was struggling with. She frowned, shifting through the piles of kitchen supplies they'd brought.

"It should be somewhere here," she said, her brows furrowing as she sifted through the plastic bins. She could feel the pressure mounting—the heat, the clock ticking down, and Chan's gaze on her, his frustration clear.

"Please don’t tell me you forgot it," Chan's voice shifted, irritation creeping in. His tone wasn't as light as usual.

Y/n felt a slight sting at his words but chose to brush it off. She knew he’d been stressed lately—work stuff, maybe. "I told Felix to put it in one of the boxes, I swear. Let me look again, give me a second," she tried to reason with him, her hands digging deeper into the box of kitchen tools.

The heat was making everything feel ten times worse, and Y/n could feel the sweat rolling down the back of her neck as she scrambled to find what they needed.

Chan’s sigh was sharp. "Forget it. I’ll just go get one from the tour guide. I swear, you can’t do anything right these days." His words hung in the air, cutting through the noise of the campsite. The way he spoke—so blunt, so sharp—made Y/n freeze for a moment.

Her eyes lifted from the boxes, meeting his. She hadn’t expected that. Not from him.

"Hey… that’s not nice," she said quietly, her voice softer than usual. She could feel her chest tighten with a mix of confusion and hurt. She had been trying so hard to plan this trip, to make sure everything went smoothly, but it felt like none of it mattered.

Chan, not even looking back at her, shrugged with a careless attitude. "Yeah, whatever. Just finish up here and get to the others. Make sure to carry your water bottle; it’s too hot out." He didn’t even wait for her reply, turning and walking away, his footsteps crunching on the gravel as he left.

Y/n stood there, still holding the kitchen utensils in her hand, staring at the spot where he’d been just a moment ago. The harshness of his words stung. Why was he so angry? She knew he was stressed, but it was different today. His words felt almost cruel.

“...Okay then,” she murmured to herself, trying to keep her voice steady. She wasn’t sure if she should push him or just let it go. In the end, she decided to focus on the task at hand.

After finishing up the tents and making sure everything was packed neatly, Y/n felt a slight sense of satisfaction. It wasn’t just that she didn’t like messes; it was the peace of mind knowing that everything was in order before the real fun started. With a quick glance around the campsite, she slipped on her trainers, ready to catch up with the group. Her mood was still weighed down by the conversation with Chan earlier, but she knew that seeing Felix would help lift her spirits.

As she rounded the corner of their tent area, a familiar voice called out to her.

“Hey, I was looking for you,” Felix chirped, appearing from behind one of the nearby trees. Before she could respond, he pulled her into a quick, sweet kiss.

She smiled, the warmth of his embrace doing wonders for her mood. “I was just finishing up the tents,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her. “Have I missed anything?”

Felix chuckled, his voice light and playful. “No, not really. Seungmin and Changbin have been arguing about team captains.” He gestured over to the two of them, who were already bickering loudly as the rest of the group looked on.

“Of course they are!” Y/n laughed, shaking her head in amusement.

Felix’s giggle was contagious as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. “I told them to just do rock-paper-scissors, but they still end up fighting.”

Y/n sighed, rolling her eyes fondly. “Some things never change.”

Felix tugged her gently toward the group, who were all standing around watching the bickering match. Lee Know was the first to step in, clearly fed up with the squabbling.

“Okay, how about this?” Lee Know called, raising his voice to cut through the noise. “The couples stick together, and I.N. can be in charge of one group. Hyunjin will be with me and Han, and Changbin, Seungmin, you’re with I.N.” He pulled Han into his arms as he spoke, his usual mischievous grin plastered on his face.

"I ain't complaining," Han giggled, shooting a playful wink at Lee Know.

Seungmin’s eyes widened in horror. “What? I’m stuck with him?” He pointed an accusing finger at I.N., who was standing beside the rest of the group, looking entirely too pleased with himself.

“Fine, but there’s no way on earth I’m letting I.N. be in charge,” Changbin grumbled, crossing his arms in a dramatic huff. “He got so lost in the forest last time.”

“Hey! That was one time! Give me a break!” I.N. pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Sure, cause it’s totally normal to get lost in the forest,” Hyunjin teased, a smirk forming on his face.

I.N. shot him a glare, and without warning, punched Hyunjin on the shoulder. “Ow! Rude!” Hyunjin cried out, rubbing his shoulder in exaggerated pain.

“As much as I love watching you guys argue all day,” Chan started, his tone already dripping with sarcasm, “we need to get this show on the road. Everyone, let’s get to the track.”

Y/n groaned, rolling her eyes as she adjusted her water bottle. “It’s too hot for this,” she complained, wiping sweat from her brow as she followed the group.

Felix, always the considerate one, frowned sympathetically. “Tell me about it.” He handed her his water bottle, and she gratefully took it, feeling the cool liquid slide down her throat. “Drink water, it’ll help,” he added softly, flashing her a reassuring smile. She gave him a thankful look, feeling the refreshing water cool her down just a bit.

The group began making their way to the obstacle course. The track looked brutal—a long stretch of muddy trails, water pits, and even ladders. It resembled something straight out of a military training course, and Y/n couldn’t help but feel a little anxious just thinking about it.

“Okay, people!” The tour guide called out, clapping his hands loudly to get everyone’s attention. “This is going to be the toughest course you’re going to run on this trip, so I hope you’re energized!” He grinned, clearly enjoying the prospect of making everyone sweat.

Y/n squinted at the muddy course ahead, already dreading what was to come. “The team to ring the bell first wins. And remember, losers get a swim in the lake,” the guide added, his tone light and teasing. Everyone chuckled, but it didn’t take long before the competitive energy started to bubble to the surface.

“Hey, Lee Know, make sure you don’t lose, or the crocodiles will get you,” Seungmin teased, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he noticed Lee Know’s sudden terrified expression.

Lee Know’s face drained of color. “What? Crocodiles?!” He looked around nervously, taking a cautious step back.

“Oh, please, he’d drown before they’d even get close,” Y/n snickered, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“Be nice! We’re not going to lose,” Han chimed in, his arms still wrapped tightly around Lee Know. He defended his boyfriend with a smile, though it was clear Lee Know was still visibly shaken by the crocodile comment.

Lee Know shot Y/n a playful, but ominous glare. “Tonight, you die in your sleep.”

Y/n froze for a second, then burst out laughing. “What?!” She gasped between giggles. “What the hell, Lee Know?”

Lee Know was smirking now, clearly pleased with himself. “That’s what I thought,” he said, a wicked grin on his face.

For a moment, Y/n’s laughter died, and she quickly found herself hiding behind Felix, who was already doubled over in laughter. Hyunjin, too, was wiping tears from his eyes as they both snickered at the banter.

“What just happened?” Y/n asked, peeking out from behind Felix, who was still trying to catch his breath from laughing.

“That was gold,” Hyunjin chuckled, giving Lee Know a teasing look. “You’ve got to admit, that was pretty good.”

Y/n just shook her head, still snickering as they all gathered at the starting line. The tension from earlier seemed to melt away, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and playful competition. And though her mood had been low before, the lighthearted teasing, the friendly chaos, and the easy laughter shared between the group reminded her just why she loved these moments. Even though there was no telling who would win the race, one thing was for sure—they would all be laughing until the very end.

"Okay, shall we?" The tour guide's voice rang out, cutting through the chatter and the tension that had settled among the group. Everyone looked toward him, and in unison, they responded with enthusiastic "yeahs!" A few people stretched their arms and legs, preparing for what was going to be a grueling but fun race.

Y/n, however, couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. She glanced over at Chan, who was standing off to the side, arms crossed, wearing his usual serious expression. His quiet mood had been lingering all day, and it didn’t seem to be letting up.

"Channie-oppa, do you want to go up first?" Y/n asked, trying her best to sound casual, though there was a hint of concern in her voice. She wanted to make sure he was okay.

Chan didn’t look at her at first, adjusting the bandana around his bicep without even glancing in her direction. "If Lee Know is going up, then I will. He’s the only problem," he said flatly. His tone was cold, the distance between them growing with every word.

Y/n felt a sharp pang of disappointment, but she hid it behind a small, tight smile. "O-okay, baby, I’ll just go first then," Felix chimed in, noticing the subtle shift in Y/n’s mood. He could feel the tension in the air. Felix gave her a small, reassuring look, sensing how much she wanted Chan’s attention but wasn’t getting it.

"Okay, I guess I’ll just wait and see when Lee Know goes, then," Y/n said, trying to shake it off. She took a step back, allowing Felix to take the front.

Felix shot her a quick smile before positioning himself at the starting line, his nerves evident, though he was trying his best to mask it. The excitement around him was contagious, but Y/n could still feel the weight of her own emotions.

“Is everyone ready?!” the tour guide called from the far end of the track, his voice booming.

“Yeah!” Felix responded enthusiastically, his competitive spirit kicking in. Seungmin and Han moved up beside him, each of them taking their marks.

“Come on, Han! Fighting!” Hyunjin cheered from the sidelines, Lee Know beside him, grinning and clapping.

“Seungmin, if you lose, you’re sleeping outside. Fighting!” Changbin shouted, his teasing voice carrying over to Seungmin, who responded by flipping him off dramatically. The group burst into laughter, their energy slowly ramping up.

Felix stood up straighter, looking down at the course in front of him. Y/n caught his eye and gave him a bright, encouraging smile. "Felix, you’ve got this!" she cheered, her voice filled with warmth.

Felix’s face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude as he gave her a shy, nervous smile. "Thanks," he muttered, his fingers drumming against his sides.

Y/n turned her attention back to Chan, who was still standing quietly, staring at the track with an unreadable expression. "I really hope he wins," she said quietly to him, her voice soft, almost pleading. She knew how much Felix wanted this.

Chan's response was short and clipped, his eyes never leaving the race. "He will," he said, his voice flat. "Let’s just watch."

Y/n let out a quiet sigh but decided not to dwell on his mood. She wasn’t going to let it ruin her excitement for Felix. She had come here to enjoy herself, and she would.

“Felix, fighting!” she cheered again, her voice louder this time. "Go go go!"

As the sound of the starting bell rang, the group surged forward, their adrenaline pumping as they tackled the muddy course. Y/n jumped up and down on the sidelines, clapping and shouting, her eyes fixed on Felix as he navigated the first obstacle—a wall of tires.

"Oh my God," Hyunjin muttered, rubbing his face in disbelief as he watched Han slip and fall, face-first, into the mud.

"This boy is not made for sports," Lee Know laughed, shaking his head with mock disappointment, though the grin on his face said he was enjoying the chaos.

Y/n couldn’t help but burst out laughing as she heard Han’s panicked yells and screeches from behind the group. He was covered in mud, flailing his arms in a dramatic, almost cartoonish way as the others raced ahead, leaving him in the dust.

The rest of the team was already way ahead, but Han’s misfortune provided some much-needed levity. “I’m okay! I’m okay!” Han yelled, his voice high-pitched and frantic. But even through his exaggerated protests, Y/n could hear the laughter in his tone. The whole scene was absurdly hilarious, and she couldn’t stop giggling.

"Poor Han," Felix said, grinning as he passed one of the mud pits. "At least he’s trying."

“Tell that to the mud,” Y/n joked back, her laughter ringing out across the course. It felt good to have a moment of lightness, to be able to laugh and forget about the tension with Chan. For now, all she cared about was supporting Felix and enjoying the chaos of the day.

As they all moved further into the course, the rest of the group continued to cheer each other on, the banter between them only growing. But for Y/n, there was a new focus—she could feel herself rooting for Felix more than ever. The way he powered through the obstacles, his energy infectious, reminded her that no matter what else was going on, they still had this—together.

the race had ended with felix in first place followed by Seungmin then ofcourse han.

"im never doing that again," han huffed as he made his way with the rest of the group.

y/n run and jumped into felix's arms wrapping her legs around him. "you did it, im so proud!" she squeals giving him a kiss althought he was muddy.

"thank you, but babe..." he huffed and puffed, "i cant feel my arms or legs," he whined and she quickly got off him laughing once she realized she was squeezing him too death.

"Han seriously i love you but there is no way in earth and letting you touch me," leeknow was jogging away from han. The younger boy was trying to wrap his arms around leeknow.

"touch meee, im hurting. i need your love," Han teased as he caught up to leeknow and wrapped his muddy self around an annoyed looking han.

"dont worry leeknow, you'll just wash it off when you get into the lake," seungmin told him and everyone laughed as i.n high fived seungmin.

"ha ha ha real funny but you forget that's just 1/3, lets stop talking and get back to business," he rolled his eyes pushing han off.

"alright, the next members please step up!' the tour guide called once he had finished updating the points.

Y/n, who was helping Felix wash off some of the mud from his face, glanced over to see if Lee Know would be participating in the race. When she realized he wasn’t, she quickly handed Felix the bottle back and made her way to the starting block, ready to face off against Hyunjin and I.N.

“Good luck, sucker!” Hyunjin teased, sticking his tongue out at her. Y/n playfully rolled her eyes, a smirk forming on her lips.

“Just you wait, Hyunjin! I’ll show you who the real sucker is!” she shot back, her competitive spirit ignited.

“Woooo! Go Y/nnie! Make me proud!” Felix cheered from the sidelines, his voice ringing with encouragement. The rest of the boys joined in, their shouts blending into a chorus of support for their teammates.

Taking a deep breath, Y/n got onto her knees, ready for the whistle. When it finally went off, adrenaline surged through her veins, and she took off running.

She navigated through the tires and climbed up one of the shaky ladders, her heart racing as she noticed Hyunjin in the lead. To her surprise, she had managed to outrun I.N., who was trailing behind.

The cheers from the boys echoed in her ears, and it felt like time had slowed down as she pushed herself forward. She sprinted into the murky, muddy water and ducked under the tunnels, managing to pass Hyunjin, who had gotten tangled in the ropes.

“I can’t believe this! Is this real?” she thought, disbelief washing over her. There was no way she was going to win. She glanced back and saw I.N gaining on her, and her heart sank. They only had one obstacle left: a narrow, stiff piece of wood they had to walk across.

Her lungs burned, and sweat dripped down her forehead as she stepped onto the beam. Just as she found her balance, her ankle buckled, and she felt a sharp pull in her muscles.

“Ugh!” she gasped, losing her footing and tumbling to the side, hitting the ground hard.

“Ha! See you, loser!” I.N laughed, oblivious to her pain.

“It’s okay, Y/nnie! You can do it!” Felix’s voice cut through the laughter, urging her on. She struggled to her feet, pain shooting up her leg, but she pushed through, determined to at least finish in second place.

With a quick glance back to ensure Hyunjin was still far behind, she sprinted toward the finish line, but as she crossed it, she collapsed, wincing in pain as the

impact jolted through her ankle. The cheers from her friends faded into the background as she lay on the ground, trying to catch her breath.

Felix rushed over, concern etched on his face. “Y/n! Are you okay?” He knelt beside her, his hands hovering over her ankle, unsure of how to help.

“I... I think I sprained it,” she managed to say between breaths, her voice strained. The adrenaline was wearing off, and the pain was becoming more pronounced.

“Let’s get you up,” Felix said gently, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to help her sit up. “You did amazing! I can’t believe you almost won!”

“Yeah, well, almost doesn’t count,” she replied with a weak smile, trying to lighten the mood despite the throbbing pain.

Lee Know approached, his expression serious. “We need to get you some ice and check that ankle. You really pushed yourself out there.”

“I’m fine, really,” Y/n protested, but the look on Lee Know’s face told her he wasn’t buying it.

“Fine? You just collapsed at the finish line!” he said, his tone a mix of concern and frustration. “Let’s take care of you first, okay?”

Han returned with a towel and a bottle of water, handing them to Felix before kneeling down next to Y/n. “You were incredible, Y/nnie! I’m so proud of you, but we need to make sure you’re okay.”

As they helped her to her feet, Y/n leaned on Felix for support, her other hand resting on Han’s shoulder. The boys surrounded her, their voices a comforting buzz as they reassured her and celebrated her effort in the race.

“Next time, I’ll win for sure,” she said, trying to sound confident despite the pain.

“Next time, we’ll make sure you’re fully healed first,” Lee Know replied, a small smile breaking through his worry.

“Yeah, and I’ll be your personal cheerleader,” Felix added, grinning widely.

#skz x reader

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