#he takes everyones shit 85% of the time

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

Do you have any Jake & Rachel “behind the scenes” /“family events during the year” headcanons throughout the war effort?

Rachel sits Jordan and Sara down one afternoon, and tells them that if she or their mom ever starts acting weird, they’re to call Jake and tell him what happened.  Just Jake.  No one else.  Jake, she promises, will know what to do.

Half the school gossips about them being kissing cousins, because at some point they’re too tired to care, and just start getting lunch together rather than trying to fight it.  Plus, everyone knows that if you bad-mouth Rachel, Jake’s going to give you a talking-to until you’re the one apologizing in tears.  And if you bad-mouth Jake, you’re going to get your teeth punched in.  Neither Berenson has the bandwidth to give a shit about the rumors; don’t they know there’s a war on?

Borrowed from Shane C: When they do have spare time, they do all the extreme sports all the time.  Cliff diving, windsurfing, BMX, shipwreck tours, free solo climbing — they do it all.  They get injured occasionally, sometimes even fatally, but that’s part of the thrill.  As soon as they figure out how, they’re going to start jumping out of airplanes for fun.  Sans parachute.

They develop a code on the phone: “Algebra” means “you need to check on.”  Rachel calls Jake the day after their conversation about Visser One, and goes “Marco still failing Algebra?”  Jake gets off the phone with Cassie and immediately calls Rachel: “You remember that guy Tobias from your Algebra class?”  The day after Estrid and Gonrod leave, Rachel starts a conversation with “Pretty sure I’m going to axe Algebra from my schedule.”  Neither of them ever questions the fact that it’s their job to check on the others, that of course they would be the ones to fly out to Tobias or to make an excuse to drop by Cassie’s for the afternoon.  Tobias needs them, Ax needs them, the others need them.  So of course they go, because it has to be done.  And of course it’s one-sided.  Jake’s fine.  Rachel’s fine.  They’re the strong ones, remember?  They don’t need checking on in turn.

The photograph of human Tobias in Rachel’s dresser — Jake gave that to her.  He found it in a roll of print-outs from his mom’s digital camera that was 85% him and Marco messing around trying to take crappy self-shots.  He mumbled something about how he figured, you know, if she wanted, that’s all.

Rachel returns the favor indirectly, when she gifts Jake’s parents a blown-up, lightly edited photo of his family she made in Computer class.  It’s a few years out of date, technically, Jake and his mom and dad grouped around a sweaty, grinning Tom who holds a basketball trophy aloft.  But it replaces the picture on the mantle of the four of them outside the Sharing awards banquet, which is was her goal all along.

[custardtartsfan]

since when are jeans 20 bones at goodwill??

Jason Todd x Reader short

hello friends! i apologize i havent posted a fic in a couple weeks, second semester of senior year is not for the faint of heart! and i am the faint of heart. that sounded very harry potter adult-ish. anywho. please enjoy! and send me asks pspspspsp i would be so overjoyed to get requests id jump around and cry with joy and do a jig

“this- this is insane??”

Jason whisper yells, looking between you and the pair of Levi 501s hes holding up “28 fat fucking beans, and theres holes in them!”

he grumbled, unbelievable. truly unbelievable. you snicker

“i think the knee holes are on purpose”

Jason rolled his eyes, still completely zeroed in on the jeans

“on purpose? why on gods green earth would you want holes in your jeans? its minus 12 out” he scoffed “do people like freezing their dick off now? god, you kids and your dumbass fashion trends”

“youre 22” you retorted. Jason just held up a hand to say “shut it”

“i didn’t ask for lip” Jason grumbled “im in bereavement”

“is that how you say that?” his partner wonders outloud “in bereavement? is it not like- i am bereaving?”

Jason stopped stewing for a second to think “um..” he raised an eyebrow “no idea, search it up”

while you were pulling out your phone to google, Jason stumbled upon something he found even more offensive

“what the fuck is this??” he whisper-yelled, holding up a Carhartt workmans jacket that was completely torn to shit. “look at this! im- okay. i want you to guess how much this shithole is charging for a jacket that looks likes its been through a slap-chop”

you snorted “um..35?”

“higher”

“45?”

“way higher”

“wow” you murmured “60?”

“close, but higher”

“75?”

“no” Jason cleared his throat, fiddling with the little paper tag to show you “85 american dollars for this ancient ruin right here”

your jaw dropped, taking the jacket to check the tag yourself

“im- wow”

“right??”

Jason scoffed, taking the jacket back to return it to its place on the rack. he sighed deeply and snaked his arms around your midsection, flopping his face into your shoulder.

“corporate greed has ruined everything i love”

he grumbled. you patted his back, trying not to laugh at his exaggerated despair

“aw muffin”

“don’t patronize me”

he grumbled. you couldn’t help but snicker, stroking his arm to comfort the poor thing

“its okay, maybe its just this chain thats turned evil. we can hit somewhere else”

“no its already ruined. i want an americano, and then i want to watch Myth Busters until i pass out”

he groveled while linking arms with you to exit the offending establishment. you quietly giggled.

“alright hon”

thank you SO MUCH!!! for reading my stories i love and appreciate everyone whos interacted with me and everyone whos just read them I LOVE YOU!ʕっ˕ ◟♡ ᩧ this one was inspired by my job. i work at a chain thrift store and about 45 times a day someone will comment to me about the price of things. which is strange cause everythings under 10 at my store but whatever ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)  . anywho sleep well someone loves you (∩˃o˂∩)♡

[aviradasa]

You’re writing for two of my babies so I’m gonna request two time and feel free to do only one of them or both 🥹

Can we have some headcanon for Larry Johnson x reader ? How do they met, how do they fell for each others and confessions ? Things like that…

Thanks you 🥹

I got you! This was fun to write. Hope you enjoy!

Larry johnson x reader hcs:how yall meet + confessions

Ok, so you met Larry At school in your art class. It was your first day, and you arrived around halfway through your guy's freshman year. You were seated next to him and it did not take long for yall to start up a conversation about the work yall were doing, then I progressed into chatting about music, hobbies, jobs, games..etc Only a couple of months in, you guys were practically inseparable. Something about you just clicked in place with him, and on the plus side, you and Sal also became friends during this time frame. You three kinda become a little trio for a while (cause the others weren't really close with them yet), and it was going really well until you started developing feelings for Larry. You told Sal about it pretty quick, and he was honestly just like, “Yeah, I already know. What do you wanna do about it?” Mr. Fuckin problem solver over here. Jk, but anyway, Sal is the single friend who everyone goes to for relationship help (same), so he tells you to basically just go for it cause he has a hunch that Larry might feel the same. (He knows for a fact cause Larry doesn't shut the fuck up about you, and as much as Sal loves you guys he can't stand it anymore lmfao) Now, while you are just starting to figure out your feelings, Larry's just settled in his by now and has been scoping you out to see if you feel the same before he makes a move. The dude does not like rejection, so he will not say shit until he's at least 85% sure he has a chance. Sal does hint to Larry that you have a thing for him just so that y'all will get this over with, but don't worry, he doesn't fully give you away. But with his hint, Larry was able to piece it together, and then it was on. You guys had already had a plan to meet at the park the next day and Larry decided that he was gonna tell you then. Funny Enough you had the same idea. The next day you both met up at the park. You All did normal stuff, Like messing around on The playground equipment like children, eating food you got from the gas station, smoking a blunt inside the tunnel, and basically just having an amazing time together Once the streetlights came on, you had to go home though. So Larry offered to walk you as it wasn't very far. You guys confessed to each other in front of your house. It was nothing fancy, and it was quite funny in both of you guys' opinions, But to make a long story short, you were honestly gonna pussy out and just go inside until he stopped you. He explained how he felt, and he didn't seem very nervous at all (he was scared as fuck inside). He just spoke calmly to you with a light smile on his face, and when he was done, you honestly didn't know how to react, almost thinking it was a joke or something. But you know that Larry wouldn't do you like that, After the initial shock, you finally managed to say something and admitted to him how you felt. You were a little awkward but he didnt mind. Thats just one of the reasons he loves you. The next day, when y'all came strolling into school together,nobody Was surprised,to be honest. They all saw this coming. Oh and Sal was very proud

[runraerun]

darling, dearest, dead

written for the @steddiemicrofic challenge for November | prompt: guard | wc: 532 | rated: G | cw: major character death (but not really?) | tags: angst with a hopeful ending, Ghost!Steve Harrington, GhostHunter!Eddie Munson

There’s a legend that the first person who gets buried in a cemetery becomes the guardian of all the other souls buried there after. They become a reaper of sorts, ferrying the newly dead from this world to the next—a place they can never go.

This is what happens to Steve Harrington, aged just eighteen when he tragically dies in the Starcourt tragedy in ‘85.

Steve, who dies but doesn’t move on. Doesn’t go peacefully into that good night, or however the hell the saying goes. He can’t.

Steve, who attends his own burial, but despite how loud he screams into the faces of his loved ones, goes entirely unheard.

He eventually gets it, of course. Despite what everyone thinks (thought? Do they still think of him?) Steve isn’t stupid. He catches on quickly when the first few souls come wandering up to him, lost and alone. Steve can see the path they’re supposed to follow, even when they can’t. So, Steve takes the time to explain to them what he knows, tries to comfort them, before guiding them towards the afterlife.

It’s a curse, really. Eternal isolation. Decades pass but Steve remains. The few souls he speaks to are always so eager to leave him. In the end, Steve’s left alone.

And then one day, Eddie Munson comes stomping through his cemetery.

—🛡️—

“What’s with the get up?” A dark haired stranger asks, startling Steve, “there an anime convention going on or something?”

Steve’s eyes trail up and down the newcomer. He wants to make a comment about the strange attire he died in, but upsetting the newly departed usually isn’t a good idea.

“It’s my work uniform. I didn’t have time to change.” Steve explains, a well-rehearsed response. The Scoops uniform that he can never shed was always a point of interest for people. “Sorry, I didn’t see you come in.”

This is the first time Steve’s missed a burial. Strange.

The guy snorts, “don’t apologize. I’m the one intruding. You visiting someone? I can wait to do my shit.”

Steve frowns, brows creasing where they come together. “No. I’m just… waiting.” He answers.

“For the ghost?” The stranger asks, his interest clearly piqued.

Steve blinks. “The ghost?”

“Yeah, y’know. The ghost that supposedly haunts this graveyard. Legend has it it’s some guy who died way back in the 80’s—there've been sightings for like, thirty years, but no one’s been able to actually record anything decent. All the pictures are super blurry. But I intend to change that. I’m Eddie, by the way. Ghost hunter and semi-professional psychic.” Eddie grins, giving a strange little bow in his introduction.

Wait…

“1985?” Steve asks.

“Yep,” Eddie pop’s the ‘p’, “The year Starcourt burned down and old Steven Harrington bit the dust. You know the story?”

Steve didn’t need to breathe—not anymore. And yet, he still felt short of breath. Lightheaded.

“It’s just Steve.” He clarifies.

“Yeah?” Eddie snorts, “how would you—”

A light seems to go off in Eddie’s head. He pales, eyes widening.

“You can really see me?” Steve can’t help but laugh, tears stinging his eyes.

“Yeah, I can see you, Steve.” Eddie mumbles, stunned, looking like he’d seen a ghost.

—

tagging: @sleepy-steve because they let me rant about reaper Steve to them<3 check out her reaper!eddie fic: here!💘

[majimemegoro]

Kamurocho dashboard simulator

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nishiki was 27 years old???

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he shouldnt have been made a patriarch the dragon of dojima would of been better at it :/

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#kamurocho #tokyo #tenkaichi street #japan landscapes #photographers of japan #travel #cyberpunk #not as zesty as my usual subject matter but #lmao pls reblog this i almost got beat up by color gang members taking this photo

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my hungry ass can't be left alone with staminam x i suck those bad boys down like juice

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#the entitlement i see on this site sometimes is disgusting #y'all will just post about having easy access to bicycles??? #some of us had our bicycles wrecked in fights??? #vent #do not rb

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CALLOUT FOR SHIMANO FUTOSHI

I've talked a lot about this already on this blog, but I want to have everything collected in one post so next time some dipshit with a hannya hand icon slides into my inbox to call me a liar I can just link to this post. tl;dr shimano futoshi made my cousin feel realy unsafe while she was shaving his head, and here are the receipts:

Keep reading

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fr we need to stop letting twunks be in charge of anything

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i stg if one more of you tells me the old yakuza way is dying I KNOW ALREADY shut UP

#feel like pure shit just want cold noodles

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today's scam: Aha water (again)

Was walking down pink street when I got stopped by a barker who promised that all my problems could be solved..., long story short, anyone remember Aha water from the 80s? Well, they rebranded as AHA water (subtle, I know) and they''re back at it. I stalked the people who make it and they literally collected puddle water from the champion district to put in the concoction. I didn't really feel well after drinking it, but the overall experience was good because they totally tapped into that nostalgia. Overall a really solid scam. Stay safe out there kamurocho.

4/5 stars

#scamblr #aha water #1980s #scams #scam rating #safety #scam review

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batting center is a normal place to get nastay in reblog if u agree

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Does anyone here still play pocket circuit? :)

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wtf this guy just ripped off his shirt in the street and started whaling on some guys?? everyone else started clapping and cheering and I just went along with it lmao 😅 am I missing something????

#this is right after he sang a song and saved a couple from jumping off a building #he was glowing too.... #average night in kamurocho

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ULTIMATE HOTTEST MAJIMA UNDERLING BADDIE TOURNAMENT FINALS!!!!

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here y'all go again pitting two bad bitches against each other

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everyone who voted minami is an arson apologist #nishidasweep

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fuck my job so much. everyone manifest an attack on millennium tower so I can go home.

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by talos this can't be happening

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[hxltic]

Hello,can i request domestic Ghost x reader, marriage headcannons?

Sure!

Ghost has been trained to eat to keep himself alive. You finally get him comfortable with eating whenever he wants to, and come to find out, he really likes little foods. He shakes his palm filled with sunflower seeds back and forth, or maybe almonds, or fruit snacks

Building on this, he drives on road trips. Every time. He’s better with sleeping now but he’s always had trouble laying his head to rest, so he chooses to take advantage of it by driving all day and night

Ghost’s hearing isn’t 100%. All the warfare he was around before he retired has ruined that. It’s not bad by any means, it’s still around like 85%, but this just means all his other senses have multiplied. He can feel you walking into a room and reads lips extremely well, though sometimes when his back is turned you may have to repeat yourself

Ghost hasn’t taken off his ring since the day you two got married. There’s something so personal about it, the cool metal around his skin, that makes taking it off impossible. It’s like he carries around your love for him everywhere he goes. It’s reassurance someone really does love him for all that he is

You can try to slow dance in the kitchen to old music he loves, but he can’t dance. Not at all.

“You alright?” In his thick accent. That’s it. That’s the headcannon.

He could cook, but he was really rusty. He had to learn when he was younger to take care of himself and his family, especially his mother, but the military didn’t call for it and now he has to relearn it again. It didn’t take long though—soon he was whipping it up

(If you were to have kids) He knows everything about them. Fuck all that shit about the dads not knowing their children’s teachers and things. He knows how one of his daughters likes her hair, which toy is her favorite, her favorite restaurant, favorite color. Everything. At the doctors, of course he knows their individual birthdays to the minute, eye color because they’re chocolate brown like his, and where their birthmarks are.

He’s a girl dad, in case I hadn’t made it clear.

He has the ability to tell identical twins apart. And he’s never wrong.

He gets really bad heartburn.

He doesn’t own many clothes. His closet is small, compared to yours, carrying just a few trusty shirts, shoes, and jeans he has on rotation for laundry. This ultimately changes later in the marriage as you find yourself shopping for him, and his style has changed a wee bit.

He doesn’t like Italian food.

Despite how everyone thinks he’s a morning guy, he isn’t. He only got up in mornings because he was told to. His best work is at night since it works with his inability to sleep well, so he does computer stuff and paperwork then. Sometimes he’ll be in the kitchen eating when you get up for water.

Ghost loves when you put on your wedding dress. You feel the same about the matching tuxedo he wore, but he owns a few of those, so he doesn’t think it’s the same. He paid for the dress, one in a million and hand-sewn, but you’re far more beautiful than any clothing

He likes to clean. The smell of bleach is oddly comforting to him

©️ hxltic

[bloopitynoot]

What I Read This Week: 04/13/2025

I am a librarian, and unrelated to stereotypes about my profession, I do read a metric shit-ton in a week. Most of it is fanfiction but hey, I thought maybe it's time I share my reads?

This is what I read this week:

1 Georgia Peach 🍑 by RedGardenGreenLeaves (10, 687)

Summary: Inspired by a post on my tumblr (@red-garden) What if Shen Yuan was from the american Southeast and conducted himself accordingly? Minds would melt. Brains explode. Pants creamed! --- There's a migration of rare demonic insects flying over Cang Qiong, renowned for their beauty. Shen Yuan is happier than a pig in shit getting ready to study them, turning it into an intersect event! But with that one beautiful night of his dreams approaching, several hopeful bachelors lay down their plans to win the heart of the belle of the Jianghu. --- Kind of zzl heavy since SY calling him Pudding Cup -> Puddin is was spawned the original idea. Win for snake perverts everywhere! (Shen Yuan's accent is phonetically transcribed, but I am a Southerner with a southern accent. I made the call to write how I say things. Don't like, don't read.)

Okay wait, this was such a fun fic to start my week!

I was stoked when this popped up in my Ao3 browse because I did see the original prompt on tumblr and I was VIBRATING at the premise.

This fic delivered! Cultivators and demons stood no chance against shen yuan with a well-timed "baby"

applause!!!!!

2 Camp Golden Hearts by Rozavie (44, 283)

Summary: Wei Wuxian loves working at Camp Golden Carp. The sleepaway camp was a cornerstone of his childhood, and being a counselor there with his three best friends is a dream. It's too bad that this is the last summer before everyone he knows will graduate from college and likely move on from this place. Still, Wei Wuxian refuses to be sad, and he intends to have the best summer of all time. However an unexpected new roommate, fellow camp counselor Lan Wangji, is added to their cabin by surprise, and his presence changes Wei Wuxian's grand summer plans. He is determined to befriend the cold, serious Lan Wangji and indoctrinate him into his summer fun. And despite his resistance, Wei Wuxian just can't seem to leave the guy alone.

Omg this was so damn cute! The most fluffiest of summer camp love stories.

We get autistic lan zhan representation :'3 I love when this crops up in fics

There is a slight miscommunication because WY is an idiot, but it is resolved like the next chapter. But it does bring a little emotional turmoil

3 Friendly Accusations Tend to Escalate by marikazz (25, 682)

Summary: Wei Wuxian resolved to prove Nie Huaisang's drunken accusations wrong. Being unable to stay friendly? Peculiar courting behaviors? Of course he had always teased Lan Wangji within minutes of seeing him, who could have resisted taking a crack at that icy facade!

Well, for the sake of proving a point, he was willing to play a perfectly polite young master or even that stickler's gracious friend.

---

Two and a half years after the Discussion Conference in Qishan and the tragic end of the Wen clan, another gathering of the Great Sects is finally taking place in the Unclean Realm.

Oh these sweet boys. One of them thinking the feelings are one-sided the other oblivious until he's not.

ft jiang Cheng fighting for WWX's honor, Lan Qiren suspicious af but also interested in academic debates, and Lan Xichen learning more than he wants but it's cool bc his bro is happy

A cute fic- happy ending :'3

4. Heaven Official's Blessing by MXTX Chapter 85- 89

Summary: Born the crown prince of a prosperous kingdom, Xie Lian was renowned for his beauty, strength, and purity. His years of dedication and noble deeds allowed him to ascend to godhood. But those who rise, can also fall…and fall he does, cast from the Heavens again and again and banished to the mortal realm.

Eight hundred years after his mortal life, Xie Lian has ascended to godhood for the third time. Now only a lowly scrap collector, he is dispatched to wander the earthly realm to take on tasks appointed by the heavens to pay back debts and maintain his divinity. Aided by old friends and foes alike, and graced with the company of a mysterious young man with whom he feels an instant connection, Xie Lian must confront the horrors of his past in order to dispel the curse of his present.

I'm nearing the end of book 5! I'm reading about a chapter a day and live blogging the experience. you can follow along on the Bloopitynoot reads TGCF tag

NO SPOILERS PLS.

I am so soft for Hualian

5 Hopelessly Devoted to You by Salemn (27, 562)

Summary: Wèi Yīng makes the very not clever decision to visit the Cold Springs on a chilly Gūsū afternoon, knowing he has a weak Core and that the body of which he resides in is not as durable as he likes to believe.

The consequences of his actions catch up with him fast.

Lán Wàngjī and Wèi Yīng both do not have a good time when Wèi Yīng wakes up in the throes of a rather brutal sickness; fevered, coughing, mildly delirious and struggling to breathe.

Cue a super sweet, so obviously in love Lán Wàngjī having to nurse his clingy, equally as in love, dumbass of a husband back to health. Along with visits from their sunshine child, who is quite literally perfect and is definitely worried for his Ā-diē's wellbeing, and Lán Xīchén, who is willing to do anything for his little brother and brother-in-law.

A sick fic, but not as angsty as typical fics; this one is so soft and caring

My heart for everyone! WY getting the love he deserves, LWJ working through his anxiety around losing wy

The Lan fam coming in to take care of their favourite demonic cultivator.

6 Loaded God Complex, Cock It And Pull It by Camorra (69, 961)

Summary: There were three things of which Shen Yuan was absolutely certain. The first, that Luo Binghe was an irredeemable jackass. The second, there was a part of Luo Binghe, and Shen Yuan didn't know how large, that wanted Shen Yuan dead for trussing him like a pig and dumping him on his own front porch. And the third, that Shen Yuan was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with Luo Binghe. P S Y C H !

OMG this fic was incredible. (very ancient) Demon Shen Yuan, Binghe with his harem post realm merge

So good, so petty!

The ending is very sad though :( and a bit of a cliff hanger! The author talks about a part two but I am not sure if that will happen. The fic was published in 2022 and the most recent fic on their profile is a different fandom from 2023.

It can be read well as is though! But don't expect the happy binqiu ending!

7 A love in any other skin by Marantis (16, 035)

Summary: Shen Yuan had only been Shen Yuan for a few months, when to his great distress the murders started happening in town. Murders that could only have been committed by someone like him. Now there's a cultivator coming to town with the assignment to find the murderer and bring them to justice. Suffice to say Shen Yuan was not having a great time and the fact that the cultivator in question was the most beautiful human being he's ever laid his eyes on wasn't helping either!

Part one of the Skin off my back series (2 parter)

This was so wholesome!!! Skinner demon Shen yuan is too cute. This guy doesn't want to be a skinner demon but that's how he was born

Binghe clocks him almost immediately (and also falls fast and hard)

8 Bluebells, B's, and other things. by lorelai_walker (5, 675)

Summary: It was a beautiful spring day when Thorin, Dis, Fili and Kili decided to take a birthday trip to the local Botanical Gardens.

This is not my typical fandom but it was written by a pal @futuretimelord-468 and was so sticky sweet!!!

The descriptions of the gardens are incredible, the blushing boys are too cute, and the littles even more adorable

Definitely worth a read- it really is a wholly cleansing fic.

9 Hanguang-Jun and His Beloved Pet Rabbit by 96qutie (In progress fic, read chapter 37 this week)

Summary: A gentle touch stroked his back, and Wei Ying stiffened in surprise. He looked up to find pale-gold eyes staring down at him intensely.

He gulped.

“Are you hurt?” The young cultivator asked in a soft voice, as if he expected an answer— even though he was already prodding Wei Ying’s ears and legs to see for himself. When he didn’t find evidence of injury he seemed to relax. “Are you frightened?”

If Wei Ying were human, he would have blushed and tried to crack a joke to hide it. As a rabbit, he could only kick his feet like a shy toddler.

“Wangji? I heard a commotion. Is everything alright?”

With the swiftness of a child being caught up past their bedtime, Wei Ying was shoved inside a billowing sleeve.

“Mn.”

—

This is a ‘The Disabled Tyrant’s Beloved Pet Fish’ AU for Wangxian. That series captured my heart, so then this happened. For those who don’t know that story; you don’t have to read it to read this. I don’t follow the plot at all, and I even changed the premise a bit. It’s only loosely inspired by it.

Also just to be clear: Wei Ying is not a rabbit 100% of the time.

This is a good read in general, it is an in progress fic!

This fic has a unique take on WY resurrection/life/abilities? and I really love that about it

This chapter was so sweet!!!!!

10 Liu Qingge and the Horrible, Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Transmigration by SenpaiBuckwheat (92, 134)

Summary: Dear Airplane,

I don’t know what kind of sick trick this is, but one of your devoted cosplayers has staged an attempted suicide to get my attention. From the goodness and kindness of my own heart, I took this poor soul into my home to nurse their wounds only for this fucking Liu Qingge cosplayer to pull out a perfect replica of Cheng Luan and hold it against my throat! This person is absolutely convinced they are your beloved Peak Lord of Bai Zhan. Even now, he sits in my apartment, “meditating”. The only reason I do nothing is because I fear for my own life!

Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it! Do you want money? An apology? Say the word, but just get this fucking lunatic away from me or I’ll sic the cops on you! My blood is on your hands, Airplane. Call off your fanatic dog!

Worst regards, Peerless Cucumber

THIS WAS SO GOOD. Was it incredibly awkward at times, yes (liu qingge is not exactly sociable on a regular day), was the ending so damn sickly sweet- also yes.

However- the last bonus chapter did ruin my life. I almost made it through this fic without crying and I did fail LOL

uugh my heart! 10/10

11  Love deeper than skin by Marantis (102, 863)

Summary: After the nerve-wracking reveal of Shen Yuan's true nature as a skinner demon and the subsequent declaration of love from Luo Binghe, our heroes find themselves on the road to a brighter future. But the shadows of Luo Binghe's past keep looming over them and the cultivator is not ready to just abandon his plans for revenge. Will he lose sight of what he already has in favour of achieving his goals? Will his enemies take advantage of his weaknesses to gain the upper hand? Or will the love he has for Shen Yuan and his love for Luo Binghe in turn be enough to lead to a future brighter than what had been predetermined?

Or what happens if you insert Shen Yuan into the water prison arc of the original PIDW

Part two of the Skin off my back series

Literally so cute omg :'3333 the ending, mama shan, uuuuugh too good

Binghe keeps some really stupid secrets and it does cause some angst- it all works out though!

Everyone who lives in this fic gets a better ending

12 in the endless sky by tagteamme (20, 864)

Summary: As a young disciple, Luo Binghe meets a kind yet mysterious young master who takes a shining to him.

As an emperor, Luo Binghe is gifted a captive.

The poacher bows low and retreats into the shadows for a moment as Luo Binghe watches him with a bored look from his throne, one leg swung carelessly over the other. Feathers strew the cage, and the figure looks human. It’s screeching and cursing, voice broken, and Luo Binghe does not feel a single thing stir within him. Sweating under the unimpressed look, the demon reaches a scaly hand between the bars of the cage and tugs at the sack over the creature’s head, yanking harshly. Time ceases for a moment; Luo Binghe’s stomach drops through the ground. A battered man looks up at him, deep grey eyes widening as their gazes meet. Luo Binghe’s chest clenches, and his hands stiffen at the sight. His heart thumps loudly in his throat, and the air escapes from his lungs, leaving him in a stunned silence. “Binghe?” rasps a familiar voice.

This fic was so cute! But then it was tragic! But then it was cute again

I was really on a kick this week with Demon Shen Yuan fics

My heart hurt so much for Binghe. CW for some child abuse though :(

A beautiful ending

13 The possessor of Shen Qingqiu’s body by orphan_account, Thousand_Ways (41, 574)

Summary: Considering his sudden change in personality, everybody in Cang Qiong Mountain Sect realized that Shen Qingqiu had been possessed after his most recent qi deviation in the span of a few weeks. Well, either that, or he had lost his memories, the other Peak Lords couldn’t decide which explanation was more likely. That is, of course, until the System went on an extended vacation during the Abyss chapters and Shen Yuan stopped caring about the exact day in which he would inevitably face his second death.

Edit: This fic is now marked as having two authors because I started writing it anonymously before creating an account dedicated mainly for SVSSS, and since I wanted to switch accounts for this fic so that everyone could know who wrote it but still have my other username remain anonymous, I had to add my second account as a co autor and orphan this work from my first account. But don’t worry, the real author of this work hasn’t changed despite AO3 showing you otherwise.

Bingliushen! With ace Liu Qingge representation!

This was heart ruining at times, the system is for sure the BBEG

I did read both parts of the series- the second is just a little extra set in the abyss arc

So so good! Shen Yuan for being straight (he is not) is kind of a hoe.

There is no smut on screen- there is lots of kissing, and one fade to black. (since the fic is unrated)

That's what I read this week!

Mostly SVSSS and a LOT of Shen Yuan as a demon fics this week (0 complaints from me!)

I am dwindling down to one page of MFL so if you have any recs for MDZS or SVSSS I would absolutely adore them!

If you want a personalized fic list I am offering lists for Wangxian (some other MDZS pairings) and bingqiu (and some other SVSSS pairings) -just send me a dm with your theme and criteria!

till next week!

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Y'all did know? - Daryl x fem reader

Anon: i absolutely fucking love your fics, i read so many fanfics i don’t always remember authors but i for sure remember and recognize you and your work partially bc i reread it often❤️ after reading your last daryl fic at 4 am bc i couldn’t sleep i had an idea for a fic for him. what if it was slightly the opposite thing, like daryl and reader got together early on, maybe the knew each other before hand like reader was a bartender at merle’s favorite bar bc we all know daryl takes time to warm up to be ppl, and the cdc happens, while drinking they make their confession and get together officially, but readers like daryl with the fact they’re kinda shy and take a while to warm up to ppl so they don’t do pda and stuff publicly, not really intending to hide it but also not wanting the attention, and maybe they assume their ppl from their group know (this is where the set up for that last fic got me bc i can see this being a long timeline)......

original ask: Ask

a/n: hey anon!! i decided to copy some of what you wrote here but it was a massive request and I absolutely enjoyed reading it and writing it!!! thank you for the kind words!! you guys are why i love writing and helping make your stories become reality! hope you all enjoy reading it! word count: 3107

taglist: @rosecentury

Before World Ended:

You met the Dixon brothers a few years before the world ended. You were a bartender at a small driver's roadside bar off Atlanta I-85. You started working there after you graduated from college, hoping to make some money to put away to get out of Atlanta. 

Merle was always a loud drunk and a loud customer throughout the day. Daryl, however, was a kinder soul, apologizing for his brother before seating himself directly in the center of the bar area. The two of you chatted through your shift, mostly about who comes in, how his day was, and what the weather for the week would be like. It was small talk, but with the other rednecks checking you out, you felt comforted by him. Daryl never made any plans to put any moves on you in the three years he knew you, but when the world ended, and you almost got killed, he knew he had to.

"I like ya," he said aloud. You looked over at him. He was gazing up at the sky, a beer between his knees. You just sat there watching the man. 

“What the hell does that mean?” you asked, slightly annoyed. You not only had almost died by an undead customer, but also it was an undead customer. The idea that people could die and come back to life as something unlike themselves was utterly unbelievable. You watched blow you as that undead walked around without noticing you and Daryl on the bar's roof. Merle was blocking the rest of the bar to keep everyone out. All three of you knew you would have to leave soon, but it didn't matter; the summer breeze was still blowing, and the beer was still cold for now. 

“It means…ya almost died and the shit of the world, so… I like ya.”

“You are a master with your words,” you told him sarcastically. You've known Daryl for years now; the two of you spoke the same language with people. You were always shy, and Daryl just took a while to open up to people. You both were a lot alike, and that's what kept you together and attracted you to one another. “I like you too.”

GEORGIA:

The two of you never addressed your relationship with each other, not that anyone really needed to know. Nor did the two of you showcase it. Since both of you were shy and had a bit of a more rigid exterior about letting people in, you just figured when you were alone with each other was the time to be closer, but out in the world hand, holding, loving looks, and conversation were the way to go about it. 

Merle knew, of course; he figured it out quickly. He was the only one learning about the two of you and not caring. Daryl acted the same as he had, except he didn't dare flirt with you. Daryl had given him one look on the road when you walked ahead, and he was staring at your ass that he never tried again. Merle may be mean to Daryl, but he never would cross-touch what were his brothers. Everyone thought it was a word.

“He doesn't flirt with you, does he?” Andrea asked you a few months into living together. You shook her your head. “Weird, he never stopped with me.”

“Maybe you're just his type, Andrea.”

“And you're not? Anything with tits and an ass and Merles all over it,” she said to you, not noticing the slight touch of hands with Daryl as he walked by and the smile you gave. She kept running on about Merle's annoyance, not noticing anything else around her. 

FARM:

“You crazy bitch” you yelled towards Andrea. She had run over far behind your form and Ricks. The two of you dashed towards the fallen man without a second thought in your mind. You ran towards your man, who was lying in the grass, groaning in pain. Daryl was barely speaking in Rick's arms as they carried him off. 

“Don't worry, your man will be fine,” Shane said, keeping you from absolutely bashing Andreas' face in. She took one look at your anger and held her hands up, walking backward towards Dale. “Don't bite her head off for this.”

“Whatever,” you said, shoving him off and walking up towards the house, where Daryl was now being brought inside. You didn't even consider Shanes's words that day, “your man.” it never crossed your mind that he was teasing you. Shane was a dick; everyone knew it more recently. You could see Shane's vacant eyes glancing at everyone in a way that made your skin crawl. You thought the only reason he was acting like that towards you was this asshole was flirting. He knew you were taken, right? You were mistaken. 

ROAD AGAIN:

You handed over a can of soda to Daryl. You had only found two in the house you searched.  Surprisingly, the can was left in a cabinet, meaning you could drink it if you wanted to. Daryl and Rick approached you once they entered the house. They both came to help you in the bigger house. You placed the soda in Daryl's hand.

“It's not beer, but I know you'll enjoy it anyway,” you said to him before heading up the stairs. 

“She's sweet on you,” Rick said with a smile, teasing the man beside him about you as you skipped the last few steps. 

“I know,” Daryl said as he went to look for other things inside the house. Rick looked back and forth between the stars and where Daryl had gone off, too. He laughed slightly.

“Those idiots,” Rick said, thinking they both had no clue about the other's feelings when everyone else was oblivious to their known feelings. 

PRISON:

You stood on the watchtower, scouting the land ahead. Daryl and a few others had gone on another trip to look for supplies. You had your rifle on the railing as you watched, and then you set up their gear and trucks. Maggie slid in next to you. She watched you watch Daryl move around in the ground, setting up his motorcycle. He looked good down there; the way his body moved, his mussels, and even the way his hair was falling was driving you wild. Maggie caught a glimpse of you checking him out.

“You're so obvious,” she told you. You laughed slightly.

“Sorry,” you apologized; you knew you were obsessed with watching him, but how could you not? You’ve known Daryl for so many years now it was impossible not to watch or admire the man before you. You loved him, and he knew that. Daryl was also quite aware of your joys of watching him, sometimes he would put on more of a show of stretching or giving you those lustful eyes you knew would mean the two of you wouldn't get any sleep that night. It was his favorite thing to do to get you worked up throughout the day. 

PRISON:

Daryl knew he was forgetting something before he even shut the truck's door. He heard her voice before she even reached the hill in the Prison. 

“Wait.” Daryl glanced out the window of the truck, putting his arm out and waving. He knew she was smiling from that before her face popped up in his vision. “You forgot your water bottle!” Smiling up at him was you, his girl—Rick snickers from the seat beside Daryl. 

“Thanks,” He said, grabbing the water bottle from your hand, “saving my ass.”

“Always am,” you responded, giving him a wink. Have a safe trip out.” As you said it, you turned with a wave and walked back up the hill. Swaying our hips bit as you did, you gave Daryl a show that you knew would make him come back to you tonight with a mission. 

Daryl and Rick headed off on their scout to a new town they had spotted on the map, a few miles away from the other town they had picked clean. As the two looked around the houses, Daryl went through many jewelry cases for anything that might seem like something you would wear. Rick came in on him, picking through when he had found the perfect thing.

“She would love this,” Daryl said. Rick came up next to him, observing the (silver/gold) necklace with a bird on the end of the chain swinging in the air. 

“Do you think about anything but her?” Rick asked, laughing as he exited the room to look in the one next to it. Daryl chuckled and shook his head. No, you were always on his mind. 

Little did he know, Rick assumed Daryl had a massive crush on you, not that he had any suspicions you two were already together.

When they returned and Daryl was back sitting next to you on that mattress on the floor, he pulled out the necklace. 

“I found it,” he told you, handing it over to you so you could see it. “I know how much ya miss these types of things.”

“Haha, did you know I missed jewelry?” You asked him, shocked he somehow knew how much you missed having something to wear around your neck. He nodded his head.

“I knew, ya mentioned it a while ago. Been looking for something for ya”

“Daryl,” you said with admiration. He put it around your neck; the man who you had met in a bar all those years ago was now putting a necklace on your neck in a run-down prison at the end of the world. 

AFTER PRISON FALL:

“Daryl?” You said, besides Carol, who had just completed her job of destroying a massive facility of cannibal people. You had been with her, the girls, and Tyreese since the fall and had been so scared that Daryl didn't make it out of the prison. You had run out of the hut and left Tyrese once you heard the explosion. You had found Carol and walked over to the others and saw him. 

Daryl didn't hesitate to run straight for you. You hugged me so tight you felt the air in your lungs stop for a moment, but you didn't care.

“I miss ta. I thought ya died,” Daryl said as he clung to your body. He had gone through hell to fight and find you, and here you were, not a scratch on you and in his arms again. That necklace still hung around your neck, a form of commitment to the both of you about who you were with.

“I'm alive. I'm alive,” you said as you held the man in your arms. The others stood and watched your reunion, no one thinking anything- “Wow, they must care for each other a lot.”

Once he broke off the hug, it was like looking into the eyes of the world again. You could see color, purpose, and meaning. He was everything to you.

 

AFTER TERMINUS:

After the terminus, Daryl stuck to your side. The two of you walked together, ate together, slept near each other, and went on runs together. When Carol and Daryl went to Atlanta, so did you. 

“How long have you two been together?” she asked as you walked through another building in Atlanta. Daryl casually answered as he passed an office door with a walker trying to get out.

“Since Atlanta fell,” he answered. Carol stopped, turning back to the two of you.

“You've been together for more than three years?” She asked the two of you. “How did no one pick up on it?”

“Wait, what?” you asked, shocked, “How does no one know Daryl and me are together?”

“You two have never been very…affectionate,” she told the two of you. Darly glanced your way. The two of you laughed a little at that.

“Yea, that makes sense,” Daryl said. This was the moment the two of you started looking towards the others for any answers if they knew you were together. For the last few months on the road, getting to Alexandria yielded you the response that no one knew a thing. It caused a bit of agitation for the two of you about how maybe your attitudes about being affectionate were causing more harm than good. 

ALEXANDRIA:

Once you all had gotten settled in and jobs were assigned, you all started to try and live a normal life again.Since moving into the two houses, you shared a space with Miccone, Rick, Carol, Daryl, and the kids. You and Darly took a room downstairs along with Carol down the hall, and the rest were split in the rooms upstairs. No one questioned you staying with Daryl or even looked at the fact that there was only one king bed in that room with the two of you. 

While Darly was assigned to go on runs to look for people, you were assigned daycare and teacher duty at the house designated for the school. It kept you busy while Darly was away, and on the days you had off or no one showed, you hung around with Crol or took watch. Many days, you walked around the complex, taking in the signs and the ability to walk in peace. That was until one day.

“Hey, you're one of the women from the new group, right?” a man asked as you walked back to your shared house. You could see Daryl on the porch talking with Carol, but he had not seen you yet. 

“Uh yeah,” you said, continuing to walk back; the man pulled your arm to face him.

“You know it's rude to keep walking when someone is talking to you. Or did you forget that after living in the wild for so long?”

“I didn't forget anything; I just don't want to talk to you,” you told the man, shaking your arm out of his grasp and walking faster towards the house. Finally, you made eye contact with Daryl. The way his face looked, you knew it was because he had heard. The man didn't stop trying. 

“Hey, don't walk away from me,” he said, running back up to you, grabbing your arm so hard and pulling and making you stumble back. “What if I'm not good enough for you? Can’t a man ask a girl for some action or what?” he said, pulling you closer to him. 

“Stop it,” you yelled back, but you didn't have to fight hard. Daryl was a flash before being by your side, and the man's face was flush against his fist.

“Touch me woman again, and that's the least I'll do to ya,” he said. The man froze as he looked up at you from the ground. That was the day you realized the longer people didn't know either of you was together, the more people would try and come up to you, assuming you were not. 

Daryl went to bed that night, angry. You knew it wasn't towards you, but the coldness in the room made you feel like the world was ending if you and him couldn't be more open. 

ALEXANDRIA:

‘What if you two just got married?” Carol asked as she was cooking in the kitchen. You paused your reading from the chair in the living room to look into the kitchen at Carol. 

“What?’ You asked, shocked by her expression. She turned away from what she was cooking on the stove to talk to you. 

“Well, since the people in Alexandria won't take the hint you've taken, and Daryl's upset, and also the issue of our own family not knowing…maybe you should just go out, find some rings, and get married.”

“I…hadn't thought of that,” you told her. “You think Daryl would be okay with that?”

“I think Daryl is more on board with that idea than you think, y/n,” Carol told you. She knew about the distance that had been caused by the repetitive men hitting on you. The guy whose nose was broken never once tried to come up to you and denied anything happening with you when others asked. No one knew what Darly had said that day apart from those there. The decision was made, at least on your part. You stomped your way over to Aaron's house. When he answered the door, you stomped in. 

“Need Daryl,” was all you said before heading to the back of his house to the garage. There, Daryl's bike sat as he tinkered with it. You slammed the door open, causing Daryl's head to look towards the door. A shutter went through the house.

“The hell, woman..” Darly almost got out. 

“Marry me,” you said when he was almost done speaking. Daryl's mouth closed, looking at you. “Do you need me to repeat myself? Daryl Dixion, marry me.”

“Ya no, I heard ya y/n,” he said, standing up, “why?’

“Why? Because I love you, and no one can even tell I do or that we have been together for more than four years,” you told him, frustrated by the string of events of the past year. 

“You want to marry me?” Daryl asked, taking your face in his grease-covered hands.

“Yes,” you told him, smiling.

EVERYONE'S REACTIONS:

Rick was holding a dinner for the family that night. Carol completed a large spread, and everyone showed up. You and Daryl were late. When you showed up, the two of you were holding hands. Michone was the first to welcome the new development.

“You guys waited long enough,” she joked, causing other heads to turn. Daryl looked down at his feet, and you just let out a sigh.

“We didn't, though,” you told them. Everyone looked twords you two in confusion. 

“Didn't what?” Michone asked, clearly confused by what was happening. 

“We've been together for four years,” Darly said, “And we just got married to prove it.” He lifted his hand to show the gold band on his finger, and yours lifted as well, showing the (silver/gold) band with a few small diamonds on it. The two of you had found a jewelry store and had fun picking out your ring, while Darly wanted something simple. 

“Holy shit,” Abraham said. 

“Wait, what? '' Carl shouted, clearly confused about how his uncle had been together with you for so long, and he didn't know.

“Congratulations,” Carol answered. Everyone else was shocked. “Oh, I've known about them for a while.”

“Tonight's dinner story is how the two of you got together,” Rick said as he motioned for the others to sit, “And no one is leaving out any details.”

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I want to put in a request but who are your core six? Do you write outside of batfam stuff? How do you characterize ?

My core six that I tend to focus on in my notes and quick ideas are: Jason, Tim, Damian, Dick, Kon, Bart + the occasional tack on of Constantine.

I do write for characters outside of the Batfam, however they are not requested of me. Most of my page is request work. I'm more than happy to write for any character dropped in my inbox if I have the knowledge to do so.

I.. characterize differently for everyone, so, I'm not sure how to answer that? I can show you how I write my core six, though?

Update: these are more of.. explanations lol but, they still count towards how I write them.

V1 Tim / 90s Tim: Dry, sarcastic, blunt, pretty fucking mean without always noticing it. Trust issues. Very sharp edged. Observant. Hyper competent. Somehow better with other people's emotions than his own. Actions > words. Comes off like he's annoyed with the world most of the time. Unhealthily loyal. Shit-stirrer. Morally grey.

V2 Tim / Modern Fanon mix: Tired. Coffee gremlin. Considerably softer around the edges but no less competent. Overthinks every single thing known to man and it borders on obsession. Craves acceptance. Socially inept.

Jason: Uuuhhh.. sometimes self destructive, very protective but does take time to get past the arms length situation. Feels pretty deeply. Does not run on constant anger. Has moments of self doubt. His way of expression is 50/50 — sometimes it's through words, other times it's through food, books, physical affection. He's got a big heart, just a lot of bs that he's dealt with.

Dick: Soft but not naive. Warm, lonely. Always giving, never taking — sometimes to the point of being walked on. Sometimes temperamental, impulsive. Very self aware. Can be passive aggressive. Pretty honest about his judgment when he doesn't agree or someone he loves is being stupid. He has pride. He's also a little conflicted about some things about himself. At the end of the day — he feels everything.

Damian: I feel like I have a lot of examples of Damian on my page atp lol but uh.. Blunt, prideful, not exactly trying to hurt your feelings but also not trying not to. Touch starved but stubborn. 85% of the time would rather walk into traffic than be vulnerable or ask for something. He does not love gently by any means because love is sacred, holy. Very loyal, very intense, very observant. However, I do write a good bit of softer moments for him, because he does have moments where he's soft, jokes, exists outside of his mind.

Bart: Bart's characterization in general is such a tricky thing — and also a very big topic for those who like him. So, I'm just gonna slap this out here and pray I don't get yelling in my inbox. He's not comedy relief, he's not an idiot, and he shouldn't be infantilized. He's pretty literal, tends to be awkward — he spent a good bit of time trying to figure out where he belonged, feeling like an outsider thanks to his.. gestures entire childhood and lack thereof. He feels deeply, but like most other dc characters, he's not super great at expressing them. He is surprisingly an introvert — or, was, I have no idea how he's being written currently. Uh, blunt? Kinda had the same situation as Tim where sometimes that blunt came across as asshole. He reacts to things before he processes them fully. He's incredibly observant, taking in everything around him — he wasn't as.. jokey, hyper loud mouth early on.

Kon / 90s Kon, because I refuse to write whatever tf Conner is: Pretty much everyone knows this Kon to be a smug, cocky little shit — which, is not wrong. However, unlike some, he has character development. While being that little shit, he was also constantly aching and not knowing where he belonged. He craved mattering outside of who he was made to be and what he was made to be. He's pretty soft, actually. Still has a bit of attitude, still pretty smug, but in different ways. Not as observant as most but he doesn't miss anything important. Gets defensive kinda easy when it comes to certain topics. I write post character development 96% of the time which is accepted, comfortable, loverboy Kon who is devoted to reader. Because dc fucking hates him and well, he needs to stop being fucked over for five seconds.

John: Depends on the shit I'm writing, if I'm honest. I mean.. hes a pretty guarded, cynical character but the man's been through every bad thing known to man and otherwise. If you haven't touched certain comics, stay out of my inbox when I say: hes not cold, hes not emotionless, hes not just the bastard put in main media. Hes actually pretty fucking soft hearted, vulnerable and, shockingly, human. He's been abused 79 ways to hell and back. He's traumatized. He's also ??? Very ??? Loving?? And protective. He hates himself but he's not asking for someone to fix that. He's a liar ( let's clarify: hes going to lie, gaslight, manipulate, and do anything he can to get to a good ending. Not just for fun. ) he carries a lot of guilt. He is very loyal and incredibly smart. Hes also not the best at love but who in this awful universe is.

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Against All Odds

Pairing: Sergio 'Checo' Pérez x wife!reader

Warnings: Mentions of crashes, children, swearing, slightly suggestive towards the end.

Notes: I'm not the most confident with this but I really hope I did this request some justice...

Request: Could you do fic for Checo Perez with wife reader? It was when he was at Racing Point when he won his first race at the 2020 Sakhir GP. She was worried when there was a crash and he was involved. But she was quickly assured that he was fine. He wanted to win that race for his wife and their children. So, he decides to fight his way through. Just something for his first win. You decide how it goes. Thanks!! :)))

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Summary: What happens after a driver crashes? They retire right? Well a certain Mexican driver may have a different agenda to the average pilot...

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You had never understood people when they said that their heart stop but when you saw on the big screen the racing point car hit the wall, you sure felt it. It was an accident, sure you know that but when the Renault behind him knocks his back end, you can't help but feel a brief moment of restatement towards the Frenchman that hit your husband. Your thoughts are still working in overdrive when you hear a few mumbles about lack of response. Shit. Checo hasn't responded yet. You squeeze your sons shoulder ad he grabs your leg, clearly worried about his father.

You just stare at the screen, waiting. Hoping. Praying. You can't even feel yourself breathe until... "I'm ok" the grunt of your husband made the entire mood of the garage shifts to be slightly less sombre. You can't even focus on your surroundings but when you see your husband pull back onto the track you grow slightly confused. "He's continuing?" You turn to the nearest crew member you can find. He nods his head and says something about Checo insisting on continuing to race and you can't help but smile and be proud if the sheer drive (no pun intended) of your lover.

He makes some truly amazing overtakes after the crash. And when Checo begins to come closer and closer to George you can feel yourself become short of breath for the second time today. The 63rd lap comes and goes but on the 64th lap, he completes the most glorious overtake (at least to you) and begins to lead the race. You can't stop yourself from smiling as everyone else in the garage jumps and cheers at his current P1 standing. You all continue watching on the edges of your setas as the laps race by. 70. 75. 80. 85. And by the time it reaches the 86th lap, the atmosphere in the motor point garage is buzzing. Nothing is for certain yet and anything can happen in a sport as unpredictable as Formula 1 you all know that but with Checo strongly keeping his lead for the past 22 laps and with Estaban being quite a bit behind, you're very confident in Checo's ability to keep his lead for the last lap.

You feel like electric with how much excitement you are feeling from those around you and also from your own excitement. You can't help but wonder how your children are reacting to the current predicament. Yes they are Young but that doenst mean they aren't their father's #1 supporters. They've only just become old enough to actualy form their own opinions about F1 and you can't even begin to explain your husbands excitement when they decided to support their father (even when you gave them a choice to support any driver they wanted). You turn to look at them (your son having gone to sit down next to his sister a few laps ago) only to see your son and daughter staying staying the screen in awe, with big smiles on their faces. You take a photo to show to your husband later.

And you don't even register Sergio Cross the finish line before you are being hugged by someone and then pulled to hug another person. The excitement is overwhelming and a huge grin splits open your mouth when you relapse what has just happened. Checo has won. For the first time ever, he's come out victorious. He ended lap 1 in last place, got crashed into earlier and still managed to win. Holy shit, this is unrealistic. The somehow rowdy garage manages to silence itself when your hisbands voice filters over the team radio but as you hear your husband speak his mither tongue and request that your son is watching. You can help but tear up at the sudden reality of the situation. He's really has done it.

You run out to the pit wall with the mechanics to congratulate the race winner and when he catches sight of you, he runs towards you and pulls you into his arms. The sheer happiness radiating from every direction causes him to well up and you just look at him and can't help yourself from crying. He just continues to hold you as the mechanics surround you and continue to hug and cheer for him. Your children run out, aided by a few crew members and Checo just scoops them into his arms and holds you all closely in a large family hug. You can near a few sniffles as he places his head on your shoulder but you don't have time time comment on it before he is being taken away to go to the podium.

You're at the front of the barriers with your son on your shoulders and your daughter in her little SP11 cap and pink ear defenders (which make her way too adorable) in your arms. The applause is almost overwhelming but when Checo come sout and stands on the top step, you let a few tears fall at the same time as your husband as he looks up to the sky. The Mexican national anthem fills your ears and you can help but grip your children slightly tighter to stabilise yourself and assure both them and you that this moment is real.

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Unsurprisingly, there are many post race celebrations especially for his maiden win. But when your husband returns to your hotel room and changes into his pajamas. You can't help but feel like this is one of your favourite moments of the day. Your husband sat on the bed with your two children sat next to them as he reads them a book before bed. Your daughter falls asleep with her head resting on her fathers bicep and you take a photo of the cute moment and csopp her up, putting her in the room adjacent to yours. Your son grabs his fathers hand and demands that the current champion pays him to bed which causes the both of you to smile. You gently shut the door when you turn to your husband. "Why did you do it?" "Hm?" He turns and looks at you curiously, surprised that you didn't follow him straight to the large ning sized bed. "Do what mi amor?" You settle next to him in bed and he wraps an arm around your shoulder and pulls you until your he'd is lying on his chest. "Retire after the crash." There's a brief moment of silence but clearly bot one of thought as he confidently replies "Because I ahd to for it for you all. I knew I could do it and I wanted to show to you, mis tres amores that you mean the world to me." You can't even begin to think of a response so yo just look u at him and softly bed your lips over his. He muemers in appreciation of your gesture but before he can deepen the kiss, you pull away. "As much as I would love to celebrate tonight, you deserve to rest Mr Champion" He grins at the title but pouts at the former words. "Not even a quick one?" You turn away from him. "No. Your rest is more important." You hear the rustling of sheets behind you and feel his arm wrap around your waist. "Are you sure I can't convince you sweetheart? Oh and who are you to deprive the champion of his reward?

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[supgnomie]

While reading Wind and Truth I kept a list of reactions in my notes app gonna copy/paste them all below:

Day One:

28 - the wind talking to Kaladin is not making me feel better about the fact that the storm father lied

49 - idk man the thought of Kaladin learning to play music for “this last part” is already making me want to cry

50 - Wit definitely just said FUCK bootstrap ideology and I’m here for it

50 - “a virtue is something that is valuable even if it gives you nothing. A virtue persists without payment or compensation.”

52 - hey I’m actually crying a bit

68 - who is the author of the excerpts? Kal?? Or is Kal one of the witnesses??

- ok maybe Syl is the author

85 - DAMN SHALLAN THATS SICK

100 - HORSE GIRL ADOLIN HORSE GIRL ADOLIN

I never thought it was possible for Shallan to be even more of an unreliable narrator but HERE WE ARE

I’m sure there will be no horrifying consequences for Shallan-I-Make-My-Own-Reality-Kholin

Horse radiants! Horse radiants! Horse radiants!!!

110 - shardplate Shallan!!!!

Adolin’s hug is longer 😏😏😏😏

Day Two

- oh what? Jasnah and Wit aren’t working out? Who could have predicted this. (Me. Their chemistry is non existent.)

- Jasnah is so right. It is not fair that Dalinar literally is a mass murderer and it’s fine and she can’t do anything right.

- Honestly Adolin getting to experience a shower made me so happy because he must be SO. HAPPY and I love that for him.

- “He does it just to annoy me.” - Gaz suddenly highly relatable for pettiness

- Oh yeah no I do not trust the stormfather no more.

- Non-binary rep let’s goooooooo!!

- Lift checking out all the windrunners is taking me out

- GAY GAY GAY

- Really gotta admire navani’s faith given *gestures vaguely*

- SHIT FUCK MRAIZE

- “Right up until he looked up and found the Herald Ishar standing in front of him.” OH. OK.

Day Three:

- Syl and Kaladin talking about figuring out what they want for themselves is going to make me cry these babies have grown so much.

- MAYA JUST CALLED ADOLIN A SLUT 💀💀💀💀💀

- Baby Szeth ☹️ I knew math was dangerous

- Yuh I do NOT like or trust Szeth’s spren.

- Adolin winning over the Azish commander has my crying my sweet sweet boy 😭❤️

- “I want to be enough” 😭😭😭

- I’m so fucking worried Adolin is going to die in this ugh ugh ugh

- “I know the why.” - as a teacher I fucking FLINCHED

Day Four

- “the dogs will die”. The stormfather feeling sad watching the refugees pour through is rough.

- “Stormfather what lies have you been telling me!” “Only the ones that you deserve.” Damn damn damn!!

- Adolin is such a gem (visiting the wounded 🥺)

- Syl and Kaladin dancing 😩❤️

- “In that - at the edge of the world and the advent of the end of all things - Kaladin Stormblessed allowed himself to be happy. For what felt like the first time since Tien’s death.”

- Ok yes duh he is learning to play the flute because it’s a wind instrument Brando you have done it again

- “Tonight, he wrote a different story for himself. If a man who loved music. If a man who had time for music.” I’ll never stop crying.

- Adolin’s ideas about oaths I kind of super love and am here for

- Oh oh? We gonna get to see what a wimp ass bitch Szeth’s spren is?

- On this realm nightblood appeared the way it imagined itself 🥹🥹🥹

- Hey I am finally liking Szeth as a character.

Day Five:

- steel inquisitor moash so cool so cool so cool

- Szeth is so good. I am already mad at how everyone is going to wrong him. And I don’t trust this voice in his head at allllll who is itttttt

- TRANS REP AZISH TRANS REP

- “Chasmfiends could sing.” Giant crab puppy good bois I adore them.

- Omg Jasnah broke up with wit via text

- NO MORE GOOBERING 😭they gotta fight for their right to goober

- OOPS RLAIN

- I don’t trust Hmask at all and if he does anything to Adolin I fucking swear

- “I do my job. You always seem to be questioning yours. I find that aspect of you embarrassing.” FUCKING ROASTED BY A SAD BALDIE KALADIN

- Omg Szeth crying over his lamb ow owie ouch

- Szeth is Tien 😭😭😭😭

- “Neither truth nor answers are easy to find. We still have to try, rather than giving up that responsibility to someone else. Maybe someone has found the truth. I certainly hope so. But let’s talk about what you genuinely want and work from there.”

- “I don’t have a whimsical bone in my body.” Yeah ok sure Adolin 😒

- Kind of in love with Szeth’s dad and king of pissed at Szeth’s mom. Like… cannot fathom abandoning my child.

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Day six:

- Sivi to Szeth, “how old is your dad? Obviously bee keeping age.”

- I’m getting real anxious about Gav.

Day seven:

- ADOLIN IS GETTING UP. TALN IS FIGHTING BACK. I AM SO ANXIOUS AHHHHHHH

- *attack on Titan music*

- The whiplash between Adolin nearly dying and renarin confessing to his crush.

- Adolin ☹️ hims poor leg

- Gav being noted as “an odd spren” in every vision is driving me crazy. What is it Brando?? What are you doing?? I know this is a hint of something!!

- “That was honestly kind of racist.” 💀💀💀

- ah fuck fuck fuck fuck ejdjwjdjsjdjwj

Day Eight

- these visions are not for Dalinar they are for Gav??? Maybe???

- fuck fuck fuck fuck

- SHALLAN IS THE DAUGHTER IF A HERALD DISBXJWJSKWJDJ

- Ok ok ok so Shallan on her wedding day is wearing boots that Kaladin gave her and Adolin on his wedding day is wearing a new sword that Kaladin gave him (when he ALSO got new swords from 46 other people including SHALLAN.)

- “Taravangian only saw destinations.” Fuck this book is so good.

Day Nine:

- I didn’t write many reactions because I was so fucking anxious.

- The whole fight with Nale and Kaladin I was ready to pass out.

- “Even if an emperor makes the laws, when we uphold them, the laws become ours. The responsibility ours.”

- holy shit I can’t believe Sig just did that to his spren codndjwkfjwjdj

- WAR NEVER UNITES

- Adolin smiling while thinking about Kaladin as he endures absolute hell is going to break me.

- fuxking djcnskcks d

Day ten:

- Every generation kicking the Odium problem to the next generation to deal with is hitting a lil close to home

- “We’re not sending a soldier up to hide steps we are sending a king.” Hello I’m crying already.

- Elhokar : (

- WHAT THE FUCK NOT ELHOKAR ITS GAV I FUCKING KNEW IT. I KNEW THE VISIONS WERE FOR HIM.

- Cry count: 1 - the deadeyes coming to Adolin’s aid.

- Cry count: 2 - idk the deadeyes just make me emotional

- Ishar just used that power of that pink haired girl from One Piece - Perona

- Cry count: 3 - “that was what it was to be mortal. Sometimes you succeeded anyway. Sometimes you failed.”

- “What are you? His god?” “No. I’m his therapist.” Brando stop FUCKING WITH ME FOENDJKDKEDKW

- Cry count: 4 - he said the words 😭❤️

- Cry count: broken

- HONOR IS DEAD.

- BUT ILL SEE WHAT I CAN DO

- RAHHHHHH

- The Herald of Kings and Wind and Second Chances 😭😭😭😭

- He dug through Kaladin’s pack and found a small woolen sheep and a little wooden toy horse 😭😭😭😭😭

[mandareeboo]

I'm not going screenshot searching this late at night but I think it's so fucking funny that Jax seems to chill out more around Pommi and it WIGS HER OUT. That bit in the trailer where he's just flopped there- doesn't even seem to be saying anything, just quietly unhappy- and she's in full prey pose. It's the second time she's done this so it's a constant anxiety for her.

I'm like 85% sure it boils down to the fact that Jax thinks she's just not as Funny to tease because he doesn't know her yet. He's got like five years of ammo on everyone else and Pommi crumples into a ball of nerves with a stiff breeze. So he takes a quick chill out sesh while she loses her shit two feet from him.

[aviradasa]

The lost boys main hcs

Marko

5th times the charm with trying to post this.tumblr hates me. This isn't proofread. Sorry it's short I'm tired as fuck and irritated. But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless 🖤

Marko is an only child, and he grew up without a father. His mother was a seamstress and worked out of their home when he was a child. His mother was Italian, and his father was Swedish. When Marko was born, they were already living in the united states though so Marko had never been to either country, and he had never met any of his other family members. his dad died when he was 8, so he hardly remembers him now. His mother, on the other hand, died on his 16th birthday, falling victim to the san Francisco plague in 1904. Which was an epidemic of the black plague. He had to abandon her in their home to avoid catching it himself. Taking the last of the money they had and the necklace his mother wore with a picture of their family in it. Not long after, he found the boys, and they all stuck together (as you can guess), but not until after he struggled around town by himself for a few months. God, i need to stop making this shit sad hand on switching gears. He was the youngest when the boys got turned into vamps he had only turned 18 that summer He really tries to act more mature than he is, but as soon as something funny happens, that's over. Marko has a really good sense of humor, but he finds a lot of really stupid shit funny. He's the type of dude to watch his friends fall face down ass up on concrete and start laughing and snapping a photo before asking if they are ok (he is me) This also can lean into how he does lowkey bully people on the boardwalk. Mostly surf nazis but let's be so deadass he's kind of a dick to everyone there in his own special way. Him and paul have a tendency to double team people to: like whoever they come at wont have a chance to say anything cause as soon as one of them pauses the other jumps in to just dog on the person who annoyed them. Some of his insults get pretty creative as well: so if he says something to you thats just out of pocket,like 85% of the time its one of the ones that makes you stop to think about it before you can even get offended 🤣 Strange enough, though. He is very well spoken and charismatic when you talk to him normally. When talking, you notice after a while that he's not one of those folks that cuss every other sentence. Like he will throw it in there like everyone does, but not all the time if you feel me Idk how to describe it. he still talks like a normal person and uses slang and stuff, but he is oddly classy vocabulary wise. He's got a slightly softer tone to his voice as well, which makes his way of speaking come off smoother. He's also extremely smart. Having conversations with him is never really dull or unpleasant. (Unless you're an unlucky boardwalk asshole) Marko is very imaginative and creative. He never stops coming up with things. He hoards hobbies like a dragon hoard gold. From painting to sewing to cooking to wood carving, He just knows how to do this stuff, and he loves it. You will never catch him doing nothing. Even when he's spaced out at the wall, the dude is fiddling with something or sewing. Something together, he just can't stop. He loves giving gifts to friends as well. All of the boys have gifts from Marko that he's made himself. Mostly cause he loves showing off he has skill and unlike Paul he doesn't care if people touch his stuff so he will drag you around his space handing you stuff and showing you everything he's made/ collected cause he's just so proud. Just don't break it. He will be fucking pissed if You break it. Or if you give away anything he gifted you. Also he will talk to you about this stuff for hours on end if you let him (Do let him. He will love you for life if you show Intrests in the things he likes) his space is really cluttered. But looking around, it's mostly albums,art, fabric,patches, and various random objects.

other then that he's really clean. On that note He does not like getting covered in blood when he eats just sayin. He's like the least messy eater of the group mainly cause he hates getting it on his jacket. Plus the texture of dried blood on him makes him want to rip his skin off. It's just one of those things he can't stand So he makes sure to clean up fast. That doesn't mean he doesn't like toying with victims though he's a jumpscare master. He likes to scare his victims half to death before beating the shit outta them. He jokes that hes “tenderizing The meat”. When he does this He gets a kick outta that one. Oh he also likes music, he's not like overly into it though He likes alot of different types as well. Some of his favorite generas are Rock,goth,classical, and some 30s jazz strange enough. He does not give a DAMN what the others have to say about his music taste. if He wants to play his music it will be loud and proud. If they don't like it they are free To take it up with him. (They never will)

[r1pp4r]

hi lovelies!! work has been busy <333 i’m working on requests but in the mean time have some simon “ghost” riley headcannons :))

- i also bought a ps4 and have been playing cod so… more content hehe 🫶🫶

anyway!! here’s the headcannons :)) slight NSFW warning!!!

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• simon isn't a physical touch man unless youre in private but it takes a little bit. he won't be all over you when the two of you are out in public, especially on mission. but he'll do discreet little touches here and there (i.e put his hand on your upper arm, brush your shoulder, your knee, thigh) he'll even grab your pinky (he LOVES finger holding you cant change my mind)

• while simon would be absolutely infatuated with you, he'd also be terrified of you. he loves the thought of having you wrapped in his arms at night but the thought of him crushing or possibly hurting you shuts the idea out almost completely.

• this one is sad but he's hurt you before sleeping. he was definitely having a night terror, he's pushed you out of bed sometimes or woken up screaming. you didn't get to see that until farther along in the relationship though, he probably wouldn't physically sleep with you for maybe the first 6months to a year. it depends on ur dynamic :))

• as much as i know everyone thinks he'd be some mean, aggressive brute in bed... bro. he'd literally be so sweet. he'd take his time and make sure you felt loved. he likes to use his hands and mouth more than his yk, it just makes him feel like he's violating you less? idk how to explain it but he doesn't like receiving TOO much, like he won't ask for it every time but if you ever wanna really get him goin.. 🫣🫣🫣

• simon loves to take care of you, and the thing is you'll argue over it. (at least imc) but he'd definitely try and be the main caretaker of everything and i mean EVERYTHINGGGG, but he also likes ur independence :)) so u have your own job n your own money, he just likes to take care of the big things you pay for groceries n shit (when he's not looking)

• this man LOOOOOVES ur thighs. he loves just feeling his head squished in between the warmth. he loved feeling the skin squish between his fingers as he grabs your legs... esp when it jiggles after he spanks u. ANYWAYYYYYYYYY

• he loves cuddling whenever youre the little spoon in any shape or form. simon is ALWAYS holding you. his arms are wrapped around your form like a cocoon and he makes sure you're all cozied up against him. he also likes to make sure you're protected and one of the only ways he can do that is with his arms around you. he feels the safest with his arms wrapped around you, as do you.

• playing off that.. this man will literally murk a motherfucker if they LOOK at you wrong. (obviously not he'd just stare.. at them. very intensely) but if anyone ever put their hands on you in any sense of malice... i don't think for a second simon would hesitate.

• also... playing off sense. simon 100% knows when someone's bullshitting, or he can call anyone out within a minute. he's VERY good at reading people and truly can figure out their intentions quickly (obvs they can change or he can be wrong but like.. he's not 85% of the time.)

• once simon is comfortable enough with you, he'll come to you whenever he's having a moment and will allow you to basically cradle him until he doesn't need it anymore. he doesn't like to be squeezed tho (besides during ... but we knew that 😸) he just wants you to hold him and run ur fingers through his hair

• he talks a LITTLE bit more with you and his tone is a lot different and his voice is softer but he still doesn't talk a LOT. you do most of the talking but he prefers it that way because he loves listening to your voice. (he 100% calls you on missions whenever he can rather than text, he HATES texting)

• simon has cried to soap and roach about how he wants to love you but feels like he can’t. 100%.

• he only likes to be called simon when they’re at home, or in the bedroom. sometimes you’ve slipped up and he doesn’t mind :)

•bonus simon loves ur hands :~)

[openphrase123]

anyway, if you've been reading four eyes, you might be going "what the fuck is other-isabeau doing" and we're far enough in the fic that i got bored and made a handy chart about what other-isabeau is up to emotionally through the story

this should be obvious but. spoilers for four eyes

(swears added because that's my conversational outline tone the fuck word does not exist in isat to me)

Memories and Loop 0: functionally the same as POV isabeau

Meeting Loop: still the same but this is the branching off point

Loop 1: oh shit is that me (confused)

Watching Isabeau and Siffrin try to crack the loops together: oh shit that is me (derogatory)

Losing to the King for the first time: haha why is the rest of the team looking at me so sadly what did i do [knows what he did and is repressing it bigstyle]

Beating the King for the first time: well the loops should be over, right? :) i didn't have to talk to myself that much and everything is - wait why are we looping again

Loop 9: wait what do you mean siffrin immediately tries to kill themselves it's only been couple weeks [squints at loop]

First Friendquest: i hate this fucking timeloop

Loop Hangout: i hate myself. i'm talking about my clone of course and nobody else

Loops 24-49: [in baby jail with loop while the rest of the team tries to break the loops]

Loops 50/51: i'm having the worst time of my life right now and i'm going to take it out on myself in a bad way

Loop 52: you know what. i should calm down because bonnie's really hurt. and i should just be civil with myself

Before Loop 78: loop said to just chill out and let the loops play out so i guess i'm doing that. and i'm definitely not avoiding everyone on the team who has questions about my mental health

Loop 78: you know i still hate myself but maybe i've been too hard on him. i should take over next time

Until Loop 85: i'm helping and this will have no consequences whatsoever :3

Loop 85: oh

After Loop 85: okay back to doing nothing because i can't do anything right........... i guess..............

Loop 97: OH HE'S GETTING OUT oh wait they're not FUCK

Until Loop 104: i guess we're mutinying against my partner which sucks but also it sucks to be in this timeloop

Final Loop: HEY IDIOT [directed at self] [which one? ;)]

and then.... oooh mysteries beyond there :) mysterious postcanon development..... oooooooh -

[dozyarchive]

✦Super Woman doing Super Woman things✦

A "Lemonade is bitter 'till you sweeten up the bowl" ficlet!

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Lucile✫ @.2bluelights • 4 Jul

Why is that buff female mechanic from VCARB running across the paddock at top speed 

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Lucile✫ @.2bluelights • 4 Jul

Replying to @.2bluelights

Update: SHES NOW RUNNING FULL SPEED CARRYING A GROWN MAN??

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VAL! @.vodkaredbull • 4 Jul

…why is lemon running full sprint through the paddock, WHY IS LEMON RUNNING FULL SPRINT THROUGH THE PADDOCK??? WHY IS SHE CARRYING THOMAS AND RUNNING FULL SPRINT THROUGH THE PADDOCK???

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callum🐙@.calamaricar • 4 Jul

just saw a vcarb mechanic almost run jenson and nico over, is someone on fire??

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callum🐙@.calamaricar • 4 Jul

Replying to @.calamaricar

Who the fuck is lemon and who is thomas

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Visacashapprb Appendicitis bug has jumped to the crews, big thanks to Eden for living up to her SuperWoman nickname during Silverstone! Thomas has had a successful surgery and is in the process of recovery ♥️

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Cowboydaniel IS THIS WHY EDEN WAS RUNNING THROUGH THE PADDOCK WITH A FULLY GROWN MAN IN HER ARMS?!😭

    ↳ jk.meeee oh my god it has to be

      ↳ creditcardbulls superwoman for real

yuktastic holy shit??? everyone say thank you eden 

from.eden I will accept my reward in lemonade and gummyworms

   ↳ visacashapprb we’ve got a basket ready just for you 💙💛

      ↳ ricradio the yellow heart for her nickname 🫠

yukitsunoda0511  お早い回復を願っております! (get well soon!)

Jay.sun I don’t think I’ve ever seen Eden run that fast

   ↳ r.bends you’ve never seen her chasing pierre

      ↳ carsbutirl why is eden chasing pierre😭

         ↳ r.bends he put salt in her lemonade once

pierregasly lemon saving the day like usual

   ↳ from.eden he’s too useful to let the old man die

      ↳ t.woody IM NOT THAT OLD???

mariella.woody thank you eden 🫶

   ↳ from.eden would do it again every time (tell thomas he needs to lose weight, i think i pulled something)

      ↳ t.woody IVE SEEN YOU LIFT A F1 CAR IM NOT THAT HEAVY

danielricciardo lemon doing lemon things, get well soon woody!

   ↳ t.woody thank you ric!

   ↳ from.eden you should send him some wine (mariella’s going to need it, he’s whiny)

      ↳ t.woody I JUST HAD EMERGENCY SURGERY I CAN BE WHINY (we’ll still take the wine)

         ↳ mariella.woody agreed, it’s going to be needed

calimaricar i love how 90% of eden’s comments are just eden bullying Thomas

   ↳ boxbulls father daughter relationship at it’s finest

elleinfour you’ll come back stronger woody!

h.hill that’s my girl! 

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marielle.woody thank you to Jason for sending me updates until I could get to the hospital and this lovely picture, it’s going on the fridge

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jay.sun you’re welcome, i’ve got more where that comes from

    ↳ from.eden count your days jason

    ↳ mariella.woody send them this way please!!

t.woody awwwww I knew you loved me lem!

    ↳ from.eden i hope you stub both of your pinky toes

       ↳ t.woody love you too eden

danielricciardo always knew lemon was a big softie

    ↳ from.eden I’m going to put pepper in your drink the next time I see you

       ↳ danielricciardo whatever you say lemon

usertsunoda THATS HER FATHER 😭😭😭

   ↳ not.cartman he’s got an extra sandwich for lunch every day since she forgot hers two years ago

      ↳ yukradio im going to go cry in the shower

      ↳ t.bugs THATS WHY HE ALWAYS HAS EXTRA FOOD??

j.egginton eden refused to leave until he had woken up the first time

   ↳ from.eden jody???? Shut up???

      ↳ t.woody eden 🥹

gastlyyyy im so glad woody is doing ok, but everyone exposing eden in the comments is so 😭

   ↳ boxboxbarbie eden is such a black cat but she cares so much, i love her

      ↳ deearethree eden they could never make me hate you (helmut marko and christian horner when i catch you)

visacashapprb care package headed your way, keep us updated!

   ↳ mariella.woody love you admin 🫶

   ↳ t.woody much appreciated, will do!

lemon.wheels superwoman and her work dad

   ↳ montecarsgo that's his daughter fr

h.hill glad to see he’s doing better! 

   ↳ mariella.woody thank you henry ♥️

jackonthehill such a softie e from.eden

   ↳ from.eden I hope a magpie picks you as it’s target

      ↳ jackonthehill love you too sis

A/N. first smau, hope y'all liked! got this idea from an old video of me running around with my friend in my arms cause she busted her knee up after skateboarding. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy! Please check out my Masterlist for any of my other works!