#i'll try to get to those in the next day or two

[jbbuckybarnes]

Soulmate Subscription [LN4]

✨ Lando Norris x Reader (Y/N)

Author's note: Listen, the state of the world has become so ass that now after almost two years of not writing fanfic this 26yo is back at writing a bit to reduce stress. Don't expect me to be back fully because this unfortunately doesn't pay the bills (oh to be a nepo partner that can just do this on the side...i digress).

Warnings: Bro, I have never been to a GP, especially not as a VIP, so I have no clue how this shit works logistically. Reader is Lan's age because I said so, have fun being 25/26 y'all. Also zero proofreading and written past midnight. Formatting is bad because I posted from my phone...we run on vibes here the way Ferrari engineers do.

Prompt Used: Soulmate AU where you receive a monthly box containing clues to find your soulmate. (by @soulmate-au-bargain-bin) & "Please tell me you want to kiss me as much as want to kiss you"

Since the day you turned 18 in 2017 you had gotten small things sent to you in the mail that hinted at your soulmate. Some people took the clues and figured out their soulmates pretty fast, others took well into their 50s because their soulmate had such an average and difficult to guess life. The problem with your boxes was that you could tell this soulmate had a very uncommon hobby, motorsports, but you couldn't pinpoint it much further.

You had gotten sketches of helmets, a rag with motor oil on it, a map of the Silverstone circuit in the UK, an F1 pass, a nameless boarding ticket for a flight to Las Vegas, a small container of hair gel and a black shirt. All of those things didn't narrow it down. You could tell the person was into racing, but if it was as a fan or a hobby driver themselves didn't quite get across. Anyone could go to a race somewhere and anyone could be into tuning their own car or driving karts every now and then. The small clues weren't of any help so far and at age 26 you wondered if your life was interesting enough to even get your soulmate any closer to your identity. You liked taking the occasional dance class and walks in nearby nature. A concert every couple months and writing personal essays also weren't very identifying.

This months package arrived at the expected time, but it was bigger this time. You took it to your bed and grabbed the way too oversized cutter knife. Inside the box was a blue and orange piece of cloth with a number four on it. It seems to have been cut out of something actually wearable but the material was thicker than a usual shirt or jacket. You looked at the striped orange design of the number and grabbed your phone to look up the couple racing series you were familiar with by now, Formula E, NASCAR, Indycar, WEC, MotoGP, F4, F3, F2, F1. Who has a number four? F1 – "Number 4, Lando Norris, driving for McLaren" you mumbled to yourself. So your soulmate must be a fan of him maybe. He looked cute, a little fuckboy-ish if you were honest.

You looked at the cut out of the cloth more closely and noticed something stuck to the back of it. A piece of paper with something bunched up behind it.

"One of these days it'll have to work. No clue if I can will into existence what the universe sends you, but I'll keep trying to get you to a race. Watch this arrive after the race..." you quietly read the semi-fucked up handwriting and grabbed what is stuck between the cloth and the note. A pass reading "All-Access VIP – Belgian GP in Spa-Francorchamps – Hosted by: McLaren F1 Team"

Your eyes went wide, "Holy..." You didn't know a lot about racing other than the basics but you knew these were probably worth thousands.

"Guess I'll have to figure out how to get to Belgium."

—

You were standing in the humid heat of the European summer. The denim jacket that you had sewn the #4 cloth to on the back was already tied around your hips because the heat was unbearable. How were people doing this three days in a row?

You finally entered the circuit, not a clue of where to go next, but you were sure you'd figure it out. After all, VIP means there aren't many places you couldn't go. And somehow asking someone in a VIP area for help felt less odd to you, there must be rich people here all the time that don't usually do this.

Orange and McLaren is all you knew to look out for. Not that you would mind accidentally ending up in Ferrari heaven, but at this point you had caught up a bit on the sport and knew they weren't doing as well this year as expected. You walked down a mini road full of people between the paddock and mini houses that the teams brought with them everywhere.

A stressed-looking man in blue and white team gear walked by you with a bit of an entourage. You knew that one from the algorithm playing out a video of his to you. Carlos something with S.

In the distance you could spot shiny orange on one side and a bustling entry to the garage on the other side. Like orange little worker bees. You knew the shiny home is most likely where you'd find some water aka what you were sweating out in buckets at that moment.

You dodged your way through media representatives and people making a thousand times what you make a day and finally made your way in and beelined for a worker next to a barebones bar setup.

"What can I get you, Miss?"

"Just cold water, it's like walking through soup today."

"July races will do that to you." The person answered politely.

"At least there's some cooling in here." You took the cup with a small thanks.

"Almost too cold." You looked at the worker noticing them wearing a long sleeve. And they were right, five more minutes in there and you'd probably feel like you're in Antarctica. That electricity bill must be insane.

You drank the water and put your jacket back on.

"I don't know how people do this almost every week. I'd go insane from all the sensory inputs."

"You get used to it." They shrugged with a smile.

You heard the entrance to the motorhome become louder and a man entered with his racing overall half down. You knew that one, he was leading the championship right now. You weren't very keen on asking for pictures here, it's not like you were a big motorsports fan. He also just looked like he wanted his peace, so you focused back on staring holes into the walls of the McLaren home. You didn't notice the little lookover he gave you once he had walked past you.

Free Practice wasn't interesting you that much if you were honest. You'd watch the second one today but cars going fast were just cars going fast at the end of the day, you had two more days to see that. Plus finding your way to a place where you could watch was another mission.

"What do you mean it worked?" "Look." You heard two voices going back and forth behind you.

"I think I might throw up." "God, you're so dramatic." You looked towards the entrance but not behind you. You were nosy but not THAT nosy.

"Oh my god, how would I even introduce myself?" "Like you usually do?" "Os, this isn't fucking usual, not everyone magically went to school with their forever person the way you did." "If you don't talk to her, I will." "Oh hell nah, mate." "Well, I tried. Good look, Lan."

It got quiet around you, the two bickering voices had stopped, many people were already heading out to go watch FP2 in a bit, the worker had struck up a conversation with a rich-looking older lady.

A male figure appeared next to, "Nice jacket. I mean, hi. I mean...ugh, I won't even attempt to save that first impression." You giggled and looked up. Oh, the cute fuckboy-ish guy looking thrown off was kinda adorable, you had to admit.

"Hi. Lando, right?" He gave a small nod.

"Can I ask where'd you get it from,..." "Y/N" "Y/N" He said it very carefully as if he would need to remember it.

"I don't know, just kind of arrived one day." "Like a certain box that arrives every month?" "Maybe..."

He eyed you more intently, "That's from a race suite in my first season of F1. I figured I'd try to attach something to it and lose it on purpose."

You blinked at him trying to process, "HUH?"

"I'll need a little more input than that." He gave a boyish little grin but looked unsure.

"I just thought my soulmate would be a big fan of yours or working for you or something." He shrugged innocently.

"Oh boy." You exhaled, making him raise an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, are you expecting me to process that immediately surrounded by that much sensory input?" He chuckled and shook his head, "My bad, I should've expected absolute confusion."

There was a short silence, "I assume you're not much of a motorsports fan?"

"Eh...it's not my first choice, but some of the faces are hard to dodge in advertising." He gave a wide grin to you.

He looked down at his watch, "10 more minutes of being allowed to dodge my responsibilities. You wanna talk...uh, elsewhere." You nodded.

You weren't really expecting to be dragged into a tiny room while Oscar gave you a look that read as "He's always this idiotic."

"Well, uh, this is cozy..." You stood there, a bit too close to him.

"Yeah, they don't really make big drivers rooms." His hand went through his curly hair.

"At least it's more quiet." You exhaled at the relaxation level your nervous system reached.

"You need ear plugs for the weekend?" He grabbed a round little plastic casing and handed it to you.

"Uh, thanks." "If you needed it I'd literally give you what I'm wearing right now if I wasn't legally required to wear it." He chuckled.

You blinked at him again, processing.

"Sorry, that was a bit over the top. But I meant it as in 'I'd give my soulmate anything', you know?"

You nodded, still processing.

"Am I making this awkward or are you just overwhelmed?" He asked half concerned, half to lighten up the tension.

You exhaled, "Both."

"I'm not the best with first impressions I've heard." He admitted.

"No no, I think it's cute." Now both of you were flustered.

"I always expected there to be this ideal way I'd meet my soulmate. You know that moment some people talk about." "Oh, like the, we don't need to know each other, we'll kiss first and talk second kinda stories." You both giggled.

"I mean..." He looked at you clearly jokingly flirty.

"You excude too much fuckboy energy for that to ever have been a possibility." You laughed.

He feigned offense but instantly stopped and said, "Yeah no, I can see it, my PR people were working hard on that one."

"Oh, I have not seen any PR surrounding you, that's literally just your energy." "Okay NOW I'm offended, wow!"

You both broke into laughter.

"If I win this Sunday, will you change your mind?" He looked like he liked to play with fire.

"Things only a fuckboy would ask." "Well, would you?" "Are we still talking about a kiss or me not calling out your fuckboy energy?"

He caged you in a little, not in an overbearing way, you could easily leave.

"Bit of both." A short silence, "Blushing, are we?"

"Shut up." You mumbled looking away and he chuckled.

"I'll just assume that's a yes?" You met his gaze, "Yeah."

He looked at his wrist next to your head, "Well, gorgeous, wanna watch FP2 from the coolest place of all?"

"You're assuming that wouldn't be my couch for me." He laughed at that.

"I mean I guess that's nicer than in the garage with my headset on." He eyed you, "But that wouldn't be very future wife of you."

You hid your face behind your hands, "Stop it!"

"I'll think about it, darling." He grabbed one of your hands and opened the door of the drivers room again.

His hand switched to the small of your back, guiding you through way too many people to the garage and all the shebang in there.

"Lando!" Someone in the garage called out. "Gimme one second!" His face was focused putting his headphones on you, then he gave you a self-satisfied smile, "See you in a bit, Y/N."

You had to admit, a man in a race suit wasn't the worst person you could've gotten as a soulmate. You definitely didn't mind looking at him. Or his driving.

Or the way he still looked good while sweaty after the helmet came back off after the hour of free practice.

"Is it legal to still look good when sweaty?" You joked as he walked towards you.

"I don't know, you tell me." He brushed over your forehead with the towel he was holding.

"Didn't even give me the opportunity to be offended." He grinned self-satisfied at that.

"I should probably get you some team gear so you won't die out here tomorrow." He said more to himself than your while taking the headphones from you again.

"Ew, orange." "You could also wear my shirts." He shrugged and smirked as he watched you processing yet again.

You were dragged back to the driver's room, "I like the way your brain just short circuits when I flirt with you."

"You just wait until I feel comfortable enough to throw that back at you." You pretended to be offended as the door shut behind you.

"Looking forward to it." He winked at you before taking off his fireproofs. Act normal, act normal, act normal.

He put on a shirt before his hands went to the rest of his overalls...you turned around, this man was insane, unhinged, crazy.

"You can look again." He looked at you a bit sorry when you turned around again, but only a bit.

"You're unhinged." He giggled because you were right.

"You like it." "...unfortunately."

He caged you in again, "Please tell me you want to kiss me as much as want to kiss you right now."

"Dunno, it's giving kiss first, talk second soulmate stories." You teased, but put your arms around his neck.

"I still can't believe that deliberately losing something worked." You could feel his breath on you lips.

"Still can't believe my soulmate is a dumbass driving 300kph." You both giggled before closing the distance.

You didn't expect him to be so...soft and featherlight.

"I have a feeling I'll be in trouble if I don't win this week." You gave him a challenging smirk in response.

"I'd date you either way, but I'd say it's a bonus." "I feel like your existence in my life now is already a bonus."

"You're so corny." You laughed at him.

"Well, damn, I'm sorry?" He held his hands up.

"Don't be. I like it." Soft smiles were interchanged.

"Wanna sneak off and order food?" "As long as an AC is involved." He laughed and grabbed you, expertly sneaking you out of the circuit, into his hotel and spent all evening explaining his life to you between slices of pizza.

[daydreamgoddess14]

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Previous weeks Masterlist

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The List

Another busy week! Handed in my assignment - nothing like the last minute, right?! Posted TWO new chapters of Strategic Interests and a spicy one-shot - I'll Do That Thing based on a gif I couldn't stop watching (you can blame @sunday-bug for that one!) which completely blew up. Fun! I'm currently working on Strategic Interests chapter 7, For Your Consideration - January Part 2 AND another spicy one-shot. Apparently it's a new thing where I write sex acts I've never written before. Why not, it's good to try new things! 🤭

I also read some amazing stuff this week, and thanks to @azriona, I discovered how to properly use the queue so I can stop clogging up ya dash when I'm on a reblogging spree!

Bucky Barnes

It's been a Bucky week.

The Celibacy Challenge by @sunday-bug was so much fun, I too would have to nope out of every room and I would cave SO fast 😅

I'm SURE I'm behind on reblogs for Declassified but Chapter 12 landed just as I needed something to read before bed last night and it was AMAZINGGGG!!! My love for Kelsey is only challenged by my need to shake her right now, @dreamwritesimagines!

Sergent's magic mouth by @buckyseternaldoll. Please. Anything. I'll give anything. Also by Elle,

I love it when @societyfolklore blesses us with a short and sweet bit of filth. So good to us 🙌

@navybrat817 said the words 'Bucky is hot and fucks like a God' and we all nodded with our entire bodies - Back It Up

@buckysleftbicep wrote a dad's best friend Bucky fic and... good god, it's so hot - daddy's best friend. As was little black dress, clearly I am feral this week. I feel like I'm gonna look back on these lists and go, whooooh yeah that was a horny week, y'know?

In fact, I'm sticking with Lily here, I realised I accidentally reblogged a reblog - so sorry, love. Swipe Right was so, so quietly beautiful 😭

@whitedarkmoonflower gave us the gorgeous Good morning and I would like to incorporate that and also Sweet Surrender into my morning routine please and thank you.

Saturdays with Bucky would be a dream. ngl. Loved this @buckybarnes82!

The Desperate to Devoted series by @buckets-and-trees was amazing!!

I will always rescue you by @firelilyfox was super sweet and lovely!

Happy Father's Day by @wildflowersandvibranium - this was the most adorable Father's Day everrrrr!!! Bucky is SUCH a girl dad, you cannot convince me otherwise!

The Suit Problem by @salty-tang - this was so hot and yessss, I can definitely see him ripping through those suits!! I've added the masterpost to my reading list AND it's so good to see another Congresswoman fic! 🙌

She Looks Nothing Like Me @writing-for-marvel - as a curvy girlie, I really felt this one! So, so lovely 🥹🥹

@buckybarnesfic BBF wrote their first fic!! About a stuffed dick!! Go read it, you will NOT be disappointed!!

A smutty talk you through it by @crowsofdarkness - no notes, just me begging, actually.

Ok, I've been neglecting my longreads - the 8/9/10/11k(+) fics that are all sitting in my drafts begging to be read. I've also just rescued a bunch of fics out of my likes so I can get to those for next week!

Phew! LFG!

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Kalim Al-Asim - Room Relaxation Voice Lines

It's gonna be my birthday, so I wanna learn to be able to do more things. Let me think... Like maybe waking up by myself?

Summon: A pajama party sounds awesome! We can play games, and eat snacks... Let's try it sometime!

Groovification: Getting ready in the morning is so fun when I get to do it with everyone! Today feels like it'll be a great day!

Home:Okay, time to put on my makeup!

Swap Looks: Ahahah, that's some bedhead!

Home Transition 1: Silk loungewear is so smooth and comfy～ Even on hot days they're nice to wear, since it breathes well.

Home Transition 2: My dad sent me a bunch of accessories all adorned with huge gemstones. I think I'll wear them for the next banquet!

Home Transition 3: I was just dancing in my room and almost tripped! Thankfully, the magic carpet flew in and saved me.

Home Transition - Login: I love birthdays. I get tons of people reaching out to me, so I look forward to it every year.

Home Transition - Groovy:  We're gonna be throwing a bash this evening at the dorm. You wanna come? Oh yeah, I should invite Sebek too!

Home Tap 1: Look at this! This pearl Floyd gave me has a funny shape, don'tcha think? He said he found it while preparing some oysters.

Home Tap 2: I ran into Ace out front the Mystery Shop, and he bought me some juice since it was my birthday! I gotta return the favor sometime!

Home Tap 3: Sometimes my siblings like to sleepover with me. Whenever they do, Jamil'd always read a book to them.

Home Tap 4: Oh, hey, one of my dormmates left this board game here when he came to hang out yesterday. I should challenge him one more time when I bring it back to him!

Home Tap 5: I forgot something? Oh, this hairband is mine? It's newly-bought, so I didn't even recognize it. I just thought it was someone else's!

Home Tap - Groovy: Thanks for coming to my birthday party. We're gonna hold another banquet soon, so you should definitely come with Grim!

Duo: [KALIM]: Let's eat some cake, Sebek! [SEBEK]: Kalim-senpai, I accept your offering!

Birthday Login Message: Thanks for celebrating my birthday! Oh, hear me out a sec. Cater and Lilia are gonna throw me a party in my room, so I was wanting to give those two a surprise, too. But I can't really think of a good idea to surprise them back... What do you think I should do? I should give each of them a letter with my heartfelt feelings? That's perfect! I'll try that, they're both bound to love it! Oh yeah, I'll write you a letter too. 'Specially since you're always looking out for me!

Requested by Anonymous.

[bewitched-hours]

Hello there ! first of al you are realy cool writet:D

and second of all can l have small request so l have idea fantasy!forsaken /Yan!azuretime ×lapis lazuli reader like reader is a water gem robloxian and live in water towers whit their kind and azure and two time meet whit them by accident and fall in love whit reader (reader have same traumas like lapis lazuli)

Gonna be honest, I genuinely had trouble reading this but I'll still happily do it! And thanks for the compliment! I love Steven Universe so this is gonna be a lot of fun!

Reader gets She/Her-

Being a gem was never easy.

Sure, your kind were adored for keeping this world in such great condition and bringing balance to the elements but...

Sometimes it got overwhelming.

That's why you preferred your time in the water towers you made with your fellow water gems. You could hide from the public there and relax... Usually.

Hell, you didn't even mind the occasional visitors if they were being polite but maybe that's why you ended up in a mirror.

No... Who were you kidding... You had no fault in this.

It was all the gem war that started this. A war where all of gemkind were wrapped into the chaos and had to choose between fighting and fleeing.

But you took too long to choose and ended up sealed into your gem form to be put into a mirror and show the holder whatever they want from a moment in history.

You never forgot... And you wanted out...

You've been held by many people, told to show them different points in time which forced you to relive those memories even if you weren't apart of them initially.

You figured you could finally rest when you were hidden away from prying eyes and left in darkness after a crack in your gem messed with your abilities. They finally grew tired of you not functioning and left you to rot in your own abyss...

Naturally, it was a shock to see another face again. Much less that of a regular robloxian.

You were confused at first, trying to figure out how much time had passed as they called out to someone to take a better look at your current form.

They creeped you out a bit but you'd take any chance for freedom you could get. You just had to wait and spend enough time with them to hopefully form your own sentences to communicate.

You fortunately- or unfortunately- knew you couldn't access the long-forgotten history anymore. There was no more torture but also no way to call for help because you just knew if you had called for help when you could, those who knew would've only punished you for being unruly.

"Azure! Come look at this!" Two Time called out as they held your prison of polished silver with a reflective metal framed with turtle shell and gold. Back in the times where this mirror was made, it could've sold for a lot. It gave you an odd sense of pride back then.

Another face came into view before both of them seemed to admire your little prison... If only they knew...

Regardless, you were patient. You watched whatever the mirror allowed you to see as they took you away and brought you to a small cabin by the ocean.

Although they didn't place you in a way where you could see the waves, hearing them was just as comfortable as you allowed them to inspect your gem.

"I wonder what happened..." Azure muttered.

Oh, you would've happily shown them the war that happened after robloxians got a little too greedy and decided to spark a war between gems... But alas...

"Well, we could try to get it out but it seems stuck pretty deep... It would sell better after being repaired." Two Time's words stuck to you like a needle. They didn't know you were alive but thinking of being sold was... Unpleasant...

It was over the span of the next few days where you could capture enough from them to start your plan.

It started small, grabbing their attention by butting into their conversation with a suggestion you picked up from Azure, using their own morning greetings to wish them a good morning, that stuff.

Once they actually began talking to you did things go quicker.

They'd learn fast that you can only repeat back what they've indirectly taught you and they tried to use that to figure out more about you. It wasn't too surprising but you've been able to explain you were the gem on the back of the mirror and that you needed to be freed.

You promised them you'd do anything for your freedom and they agreed to talk about your end of the deal once you were out. You couldn't thank them enough for it.

Maybe you should've never asked them in the first place. Just stay quiet and wait for another century or two. It would've been easy.

But no, you were too eager to move again.

The real story started when they finally got you out. They somehow managed to put in enough force but still be as careful as ever when they pulled you out and you were able to reform. You didn't have any pupils because your gem was still cracked so your eyes were a little more reflective.

"Oh, thank you! Thank you!" You practically rushed to see them up close and show them your gratitude. "I-I can finally move! I can see freely!"

You spun around and materialized your water wings to make sure your gem was still properly intact.

But you didn't forget your end of the deal.

"What can I do to show my gratitude?" You smiled softly, not realizing they had both been mesmerized by your beauty and quietly agreed on something while you had been spinning and looking at the stars.

"We want you to stay with us." Were the words that sealed your fate. Innocent at first glance and you were too overwhelmed with the feeling of freedom to really deny.

With a simple handshake, your fate was sealed and you were effectively bound to them until the day they'd die.

You could still be around the cabin and play with the water like you used to but they were patient in showing you why they wanted you to stay with them.

From the moment they laid their eyes on you, it was an obsession. They wanted to be the only ones admiring your beauty and gentle nature but they didn't want you to get scared or lose your smile.

It started with convincing you that you would be taken away and tortured if you were found out along with some convenient coincidences where strangers were being pushy with you and they stepped in to protect you... It just helped that you had a more timid nature with strangers now that you were out and vulnerable again.

Then it evolved into little affectionate gestures and convincing you they wanted to make you feel safe and comfortable even though you couldn't figure out where other gems were.

Eventually they even had you convinced that any gems spotted were crushed and turned into jewelry, which further aided in keeping you dependant on them.

It was through all that, all their work, that eventually got them to their goal when you confessed you've felt a strong draw to them and they were quick to reciprocate. It made your heart flutter and you never once considered questioning them, making their prepared excuses for nothing.

Although, you could've sworn that they'd whisper about their obsession with you whenever you dozed off... But they'd always tell you you must be hearing things...

If anyone picked up on the fact I used a mirror specifically from medieval times in this, you get a cookie (⸝⸝> ᴗ•⸝⸝)

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[alnst-compilation]

[KOR/ENG/JP] IVAN INTERVIEW

ENG Ivan, the rookie star of commercials

Only two months into his career, Ivan has already been appointed as the ambassador for the famous luxury brand, Q. He is the first pet-human to become Q's ambassador.

Q's creative director added that ""Ivan's playful yet grounded image is the perfect fit for Q's various charms.

Winning first place in the recent fan popularity poll, Ivan is regarded as the next rookie star to follow in Luka's footsteps. Countless segyein brands are dying to collaborate with him, and he's already worked with 9 major brands. We can't help but wonder how his ever rising popularity will affect the next round of ALNST.

You've become extremely popular since the airing of Round 3. Do you feel the difference?

I do, every day. I was shooting a commercial the other day, and one of the staff members recognized me. During the early stages of the broadcast, I wasn't recognized much, but now there are crowds of people wherever I go. It's definitely a new experience (haha).

You're currently in the 78th rank. Do you think you'll reach the top 20 soon?

Thank you for putting it that way. I would like to reach the top 20, but I'll leave the choice to the audience.

You have many titles, do you have a favorite?

I read in a recent article that I was the "Blocell brand reputation ranking #1" - that's my favorite so far, because it makes me feel like all those days of shooting wasn't for nothing.

What do you think is your charm?

I can't really think of any, because I think I have more flaws (haha), but... hmm, I suppose the fans mention my snaggletooth a lot. I think my looks are quite average, but many of my fans remember me by my teeth.

Do you have a special secret for taking such perfect photos in your shoots?

I like to read up on the brand the day before the shoot. That way I can understand the directions clearly during the shoot. I think it's a basic requirement for a model to have an understanding of the brand. I also think it's important to take care of myself regularly.

What are your recent interests?

I'm only thinking about the next round. I can't stop, really. I try not to get too emotional... but thinking about how I'll be on stage for the first time with a childhood friend makes me want to do my best. I'm sure he's worked hard to come this far, and I hope he feels the same way.

What is your ideal type? Many segyein fans want to know!

I don't really have a type. I've never thought about it. But I guess there is one thing... No, never mind. (haha)

What does your normal day look like?

It hasn't changed much since my time in Anakt Garden. I guess I have a schedule now instead of classes. I work out in the mornings, and I like to read classics during my free time between shoots.

You must've been quite popular at Anakt Garden.

Not really, no. I've been asked out a couple of times, but I wasn't that popular. I did have a lot of friends, though.

Are you close with Till?

I'm not sure what defines "close." (haha) We were fine, I guess. That's about it.

What is your favorite part in round 3?

Towards the end of the chorus when the camera zooms in. I was actually quite startled, but thankfully it doesn't show in the clip. I always tell myself that I need to get used to the stage, but running simulations in my mind is never the same as the actual thing.

Did you have any memorable instances while preparing for this round?

I remember when I first tried on the costume. You know that belt on my thigh? It was quite heavy, so I thought to myself, "can I really wear this on stage?" I'm thinking of asking them for a lighter costume next time.

Speaking of the next round, how are you preparing for your performance with Till?

I'll have to do my best somehow... and do a good job. They say Till's a genius, so I'm sure it won't be easy to beat him. But I'll try my best anyway, like I always have.

Do you think you'll win?

Well... maybe, if I do something aggressive like him?

How is your relationship with your guardian?

Not bad. It's more of a business relationship, really. But I'm always thankful that they took me in. I try to be careful wherever I go, since they're quite well known (haha).

Do you have anything to say to your next opponent?

Cheer up...?

[edwardhartenjoyer]

I'm Not Safe To Love

Alan Mido x Reader

✨️Soulmate AU✨️

Part 1

Darkwick was terrifying. You'd barely spent any time there and were already cursed to die, had seen hordes of monsters trying to kill you, and had nearly died multiple times in one night.

You thought at least the campus couldn't be that scary, but as you followed behind Lucas down into the 'pit' of this new house, Vagastrom, if you remembered right, you realised you were wrong about seeing the school as a safe place away from all the terrifying things.

Sure, this was nowhere near as bad as the hordes of monsters trying to kill you and those two kids, but this was it's own terror as the shouts from the general students caused you to stick closer to Luca as he neared the pit.

Watching as he started to fight only worsened your unease. You didn't feel any better until yoh turned, and suddenly Jin was there.

Things were finally starting to calm down, especially as the captain of Vagastrom came out. As you looked over at him, everything haplening around you drowned away.

In your world, everyone had a soulmate, that one person whose soul was tied to your own, forever bound. The way someone knew they'd found their chosen soulmate was the sudden appearance of a red string that only the two souls could see, tying itself around their wrists to link them together.

You stared at this new ghoul, watching as a red string suddenly appeared, tying around your wrist before tying around his own, forever linking your souls.

Your mind went blank, staring at that string. This was your soulmate. You'd found him. And he honestly was doing a good job of seeming like he hadn't even noticed the string. The entire time, while you hadn't been paying attention to the words being said, he'd been talking to Jin and hadn't glanced your way but once, briefly.

You were torn from your frozen state of trying to puzzle out how this made you feel when Luca suddenly, gently, tugged on your sleeve. You tore your gaze away from your soulmate to follow Luca and Jin out.

~ ~ ~

The next day, you were once more standing outside of Vagastrom, this time with a mission assignment with them.

You'd spent the night worrying over your new soulmate discovery. You'd barely slept, gazing at the faint red string that trailed off towards where your soulmate was. You had at least learned what his name was from Jin, Alan Mido.

And now, standing outside the dorm, you were getting ready to talk to your soulmate for the first time ever. You took a deep breath and headed inside.

You followed the string tied to your wrist as you went inside, using it as an easy way to find Alan. He seemed to spot you at the same moment you saw him, as he walked over.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Hi, I'm MC, Professor Dante sent me here because there's an investigation for Vagastrom, and I'm supposed to be the investigator on it." You explained, passing him the papers. He took the pages from you, and before you could say anything else, the other two ghouls of the house came over.

By the time you were all done going over the mission details and what the plan was for the next day, it had gotten dark outside.

"I should get going. See you guys tomorrow then, I guess."

"I'll walk you back to the cathedral." Alan offered, and you smiled gratefully at him.

You walked alongside him in silence for a little while. You kept wondering if he'd bring it up, but he didn't mention anything. You almost wondered if maybe only you saw the strings now connecting the two of you.

Finally, you couldn't take the silence any longer. "Alan?" You asked, and he looked over at you, seeming to tense up, as if he knew the question that was coming. "Did you, I don't know, notice anything when we met the first time?" You asked awkardly.

"You mean this?" He asked, lifting his wrist to which the string was tied, and you nodded, feeling some relief that he also saw it. "I'm sorry. You shouldn't have been tied to me. You're better off forgetting this"

"What do you mean?" You asked, brows furrowing. He just shook his head as the two of you reached the cathedral.

"Be careful when you come back tomorrow, and if I'm in the pit, do not go down there. Here, out your number in my phone and just call if you don't see me."

He handed you his phone and you did as asked, still confused about what he meant before. Once you handed back his phone, he gave a brief "See you tomorrow." Before he turned to walk off

"Alan?" You called out in question, but he didn't turn back. You just watched as he vanished from view before looking to the string of fate connecting the two of you stretch farther away. It seemed like getting to know your soulmate would be a harder task than you'd ever thought...

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[kenritolicious]

ch.1 close quarters - female yn x slimecicle

my first fic please be kind and i'll try my best to update since I have some free time rn <3

this may be a slowburn (sorry). right now no smut (but it's not out of the question ;). )

You ran your fingers through your hair and turned the page, but looked up as you heard something hit the ground by your blanket on the grass. You were at the park reading-a rarity for you- since you rarely had time to unplug from all the noise; so today was yours to simply wind down, and get outside. Because your schedule was usually so rigid, you decided that maybe making an effort to be more spontaneous would be good for you. 

“Finn! Get back here! NO! Don’t get that!” yelped a man running up to you, trieing to retrive his dog from getting the ball -which was what landed by you. The dog seemed to be a golden doodle puppy, and came up to you after seeing you by his ball, and greeted you by licking your face. By the time the man got to you, the puppy had already jumped up on you.

“I’m so sorry about this.” he said through gulps of air. The man was bent over, panting, from running all the way across the park, his light brown hair hung over his face, “Finegean! Stop that!” he exclaimed as the dog was now licking your face, “Here let me get him off you.” He moved to try and grab the dogs collar and pull him off of you. You laugh from under the dog and set your book to the side so the pages would’nt get creased. “Ha, don’t worry about it! He’s lucky he’s a cutie,” you wink playfully mostly at the dog who was still thouroughly enjoying your company, “How old is he?” By now the man was crouched down next to the dog and was petting him with you.

“He’s only 6 months old. I’m pet sitting for one of my friends, so he’s excited with all the new faces. It’s a nice day today, so I thought that this guy might enjoy getting out his zoomies.” He looked up at you and smiled after ruffling the top of the dogs head, “My name’s Charlie by the way. Nice to meet you. Again sorry for the intrusion.” He smiled apologetically. You shook your head smiling back warmly.

“Nice to meet you too. My name is Y/N. It’s no problem really, I was just trying to unplug, so this will be a highlight in my day! You live around here?” you tilted your head to the side. “Yeah, I live in the apartment complex two blocks from here, what about you?” “Oh, I also live in that apartment building! What floor do you live on?”

“I live on the 6th floor…” He said it slowly as if he was piecing together a puzzle. “I also live on the 6th floor! Do you hear that guy that’s like, randomly really loud like multiple times a week!? What is he even doing in there? I’m pretty sure it’s just him too! It’s so strange! I share a wall with him!” He quickly looked away with a nervous smile and rubbed the back of his neck,

“Sorry about that…..” he looked sorry to be a bother.

“Oh my gosh! That’s you!? I’m so sorry! Ummm…” blushing profusely you paused trying to revive the conversation after you accidentely insulted him, “So what are you doing all of those times? If you don’t mind me asking, that is.” You were trying not to offend him because he seemed like a nice guy. He brushed the wavy brown hair out his eyes and spoke guiltily. “Oh…I um…talk with my friends a lot and it gets… heated…sorry.”

“No, it’s alright! I just thought it was strange…So umm, what do you like doing around here? There’s not much to do in the literal most rural state in the country.” You laugh lightly trying to break the awkwardness. Seeming to relax more, he sat down from his crouch on the grass next to your blanket and seemed to lighten up.

“Oh, I really like hiking and being outdoors. There’s some good trails around here! Other than that I like gaming with my friends, but I promise I’m not a weirdo who doesn’t have a job.” You laugh because that was definitely a thought going through your head after finding out that he was the mysterious loud man.

“Alright, Alright, I believe you.” He laughed.

“What do you like doing around here?”

“Oh, I also like being outdoors and stuff. Swimming, hiking, biking. Other than that I do alot of either grandma activities and 15 year old boy hobbies.” You smile as if your embarrased,  “You know, reading and crocheting, but also guitar, and gaming admittedly.”

“What games do you like playing?” he smiled and seemed intrigued. “Oh, I play on the Switch, so you know Animal Crossing, Stardew Valley, Fall Guys, Untitled Goose Game and also uh…Minecraft.”

“I’m among good company." he smiles warmly, "Those are all good games. Yeah I play on PC so I play a variety of games, Minecraft included." he grins softly sharing a glance in between petting Finn trying to calm him, "What do you do for work?”

“Oh well… I make videos on Youtube…,” you look away to hide your slight embarrassment.

“Really?! So do I! Usually I don’t tell people that because it doesn’t help the I’m not a deadbeat image I try to keep up, but yeah! That’s also why I’m so loud… I stream on Twitch.” “Oh my gosh that’s so cool! There aren’t a lot of content creators around here so it’s a breath of fresh air. I’m trying to get started on Twitch but honestly I keep procrastinating.”

“I agree! You should totally come over sometime!-” He was interupted by the dog barking at him and panting. “Gosh. I should probablly get this guy home.... but it was really nice talking to you! Hey, if you want, we can walk back together? It is getting pretty hot out here anyways.”

“Yeah for sure!” You get up and roll up you blanket and get your book, putting it in your tote bag. “Let’s go!” he says waving for you to follow him.

“Alrighty!” As you walk towards him and continue to walk with him back to your guys’ building, you feel a sense of peace, that you had finally found even a potential friend.

[swordluck]

ooc . I have another job interview today. Wish me luck!

[adore-gregor]

i'm back on tumblr (again)

[quitedisastrous]

i wish i could just do nothing for a few days straight. maybe even just sleep for a few days straight. sooo excited for constant misery over the next 20 days

ranting in the tags. i would just scroll past if i were you

[fisheito]

Imagine you have to set up yakumo's enclosure for the next couple months. How do you set it up and what do you put in there?

oh NO.! THE PROPPHECY HAS BEenm FUFILLED

i am standing in my room, leggies rooted to the floor. i am in shock .frozen and i have no idea how to proceed. there is a perpetual pathetically sobbing serpent under my blankie.

[starpros-sunshine]

We <3 hearing things

[sysig]

Red Eyes and Evil Time, practically the same thing right (Patreon)

[madegeeky]

31 Days of Horror Recs: Something's not quite right here...

Head Count is one of those movies where things build slowly but ever so surely. Something's wrong but it's hard to put your finger on what exactly it is. I thought I saw one thing but when I looked again, maybe I was wrong? The characters feel it and you feel it and there's nothing to do but watch as the things hidden the shadows creep slowly toward the light.

The synopsis of this movie makes it sounds really stupid, I know, you'll just have to trust me on this one.

Synopsis: A group of college students on a weekend getaway decide to look up supernatural stories on the internet and read them out loud. From that moment, someone--or something--walks among them.

[weaselle]

there are two kinds of cat dislike. The first is by people who don't understand consent and don't understand personal space and don't like having to change their own behavior even a little bit to make anyone else more comfortable, and honestly huge red flag there's nothing you can really do for those people except don't date them and probably don't be friends with them either.

BUT

the other kind of cat dislike is the "my dad hated cats until i got him a kitten" kind of cat dislike, and the funniest thing about this kind of person is that cats actually get along really well with them... because that kind of person usually acts like a cat.

and that's what usually wins the person over too. Because that person can be like "hey fine we can snuggle or whatever, okay this is actually kind of nice, OW FUCK YOU THEN GET OFF ME I HATE YOU" and to the cat this is a perfectly natural feline interaction.

a dog will usually be like "oh no, figuring out what has gone wrong or continuing this argument is now the most important thing in my day" You ever try to get a dog to leave you alone after they've done something like accidentally kick you in the face, or on purpose punch you in the stomach with both front legs? They turn in to one of those people who you ask to give you some alone time and they spend the next hour on the "are you mad at me" treadmill. Unless it's a husky or something, and then they're more like "ha ha, i'm not touching you i'm not touching you" about it.

Either way "get off me and leave me alone" is all about them.

But a cat? You're suddenly over cuddle time and need to be alone? you seem upset for no reason? normal shit, i'll check back later.

With a cat you can be snuggling and then jump up irritably and walk away and the cat will be like "hey! whatever. I'm gonna go do my own thing then". Try that with a dog? lol no. They need to know what's bothering you now, it is more important than ever that they be in your face

of course these are generalizations and there will be cats and dogs who react somewhere on the range of different to opposite to this, but. I've seen a few people who "don't like cats" wind up with a cat in their home, and it's hilarious how their similarities are what wins them over.

Because, like, you know who else doesn't like you at first and takes a long time to work out a personal relationship before being willing to be friends? you know who else is often totally over dealing with cat bullshit? cats.

So they just take it in stride, and in fact often wind up better friends with "i don't like cats" people than they do with people who want to be friends with them right away. And the person often winds up appreciating the cats willingness to understand "i don't like you right now, check back later"... with the end result being: besties for life

[chuluoyi]

my boyfriend will kick your ass !

- fushiguro megumi x reader

it's a date gone wrong when you get into an argument with your aloof boyfriend. but will he save you when it counts?

genre/warnings: tw. street harassment, catcalling. hurt/comfort, arguments and reconciliation, protective!megumi and fluff !

note: i miss my emo boi :(

general masterlist

“Stay back!”

This is an utter plot twist. When you came out of your apartment today, all dolled up and ready to go on a date with your boyfriend, you never imagined you’d end up cornered by two creeps in a deserted alley.

“Easy, girl,” one of the guys in front of you cackled, lips curling into an unsettling sneer. “We’re just trying to get to know you better!”

“Listen— My boyfriend is super scary, you know!” you barked, willing yourself not to shake. “Now you better not come any closer or else—!”

“Or else what?” the other creep mocked with a snort. You gripped your umbrella—now your makeshift weapon—tightly, pointing it at him as a threat.

“Or else my boyfriend will be here in any minute and he’ll kick your ass!”

It was a partly a lie you hoped sounded convincing, because how could Megumi suddenly show up and find you in this dingy alleyway... right after both of you had a petty disagreement in the middle of Shibuya's shopping district?

Oh lord, how you regretted raising your voice and running away from him earlier.

"You are late!" you scolded him heatedly as he yawned, showing up twenty minutes later than your agreed time. "Can't you at least text me beforehand? I'll match your time if you do!"

Megumi sighed, fixing you with a blank stare as he scratched his head. "My bad. I overslept. I rushed here so didn't think of it."

It was so easy for him to say, and you would've understood if it was the first time, but you had noticed this pattern over the past two weeks. Whenever you asked him out for dates, his face always soured, and he didn't bother to be on time. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was reluctantly agreeing.

And by this point, you thought you knew better and that was really it.

Finally, you blurted out the burning accusation: "You never realize it, but it shows, you know? You never seem happy when we go out together."

He exhaled in exasperation, green eyes darkening at you. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly that."

It seemed he had run out of patience. Standing your ground, you braced for his next words. But the glare he sent your way and the words he spat pierced your tender heart more than you thought—

"You're always nagging. Can't you stop being annoying just once? What a pain."

Perhaps he was right, you were annoying him all this time and dealing with you was a pain. You could imagine it if you were in his place, but you couldn't handle the very implication that you had done so, and you screamed at his face:

"So be it then! Fushiguro, you are the worst!"

—and ran off with tears in your eyes, deserting him altogether.

You knew you weren’t exactly a model of maturity, but in your defense, it stung deeply that he saw you as annoying and a pain. What girlfriend wouldn’t be hurt by that?

Anyhow, you loitered near the Shibuya station afterwards, and at first you heard some catcalls you didn't really pay mind to. But when those two guys started whistling and edging closer, it hit you—you were their target.

You quickened your pace, turning down several corners, only to find yourself trapped in a dead end. Just how much worse could your day get?

"Aha, the girl says she has a boyfriend!" Creep #1 snickered, turning to Creep #2 with a smirk, before pretending to scan the area. "But I don’t see him?"

"Miss, I swear we’re not up to any trouble," Creep #2 chimed in, his eyes gleaming with a predatory delight. "Won’t you be our friend? You’re too pretty to be alone—this is Shibuya, after all!" he said, eyeing your legs and whistled. "And ooh, have I told you that skirt suits you well?"

These guys were straight-up perverts!

"Get lost!" you yelled, your fingers trembling as you swung the umbrella at him when he tried to close the distance. "Can’t you just leave me alone?!"

You were at your wits' end, and it was clear this situation wasn’t going to improve with them still blocking your way. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart, and decided to do the only thing you could.

In hindsight, a stupid move—

You barreled towards the two of them with your umbrella—managing to push past them. For a moment, you thought you had a chance and ran as fast as you could—

"Ack!" —until you tripped and crashed on the ground.

You rose and immediately winced, looking down at the site where it hurt the most. Oh, you had scrapped your knees badly.

"Ahh, miss! Don't be too hasty~!" you heard the second guy's sing-song voice, and you really wanted to cry. Why did this have to happen to you?

"Don't come c-closer!" you stammered, backing away as they approached. Your whole body shook, desperately trying to think of ways to save yourself. "Or— I'll scream!"

"Whoa, whoa, wait just a minute! Why don't you just—"

You really thought you would scream, until suddenly the familiar scent of mint filled your sense and a strong arm pulled you from behind, and a broad back shielded your view from them—

"What do you need from her?" Megumi's voice boomed, his eyes glaring at the two men who had been harassing you. His breathing was ragged, as if he had run all the way here. "Fuck off."

At that moment, you couldn't help clutching his sleeve, hiding behind him further as you kept trembling. Megumi sensed it, and turned over to have a look over you—

You looked disheveled, spooked, and his eyes widened when he saw the blood trailing down both of your knees.

"Hey man, your girlfriend practically asked for it! Just look how she is dressed—"

Before you could process what was happening, Megumi had yanked the man by his collar and thrown a punch at him. You yelped and immediately got a hold of his arm to stop him further. "Megumi!"

The other guy quickly caught his friend, who spat out a string of curses, his lips bloodied from the punch.

"Fuck. Off." Megumi glowered at them, and they finally got the message, scurrying away in hurry. The moment they did, he faced you again and you finally let out a sob, throwing yourself into him. His body was warm, his heart pounding hard— yet it meant reassurance for you.

"Are you okay...?" his voice was noticeably softer as he wrapped his arms around you and returned the hug. "Did they touch you—?"

Megumi froze when he felt his chest dampen with your tears and heard your sniffles, your figure shaking like a leaf in his embrace. A wave of guilt washed over him, realizing how scared you must have been. Instinctively, he held you tighter.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry," he muttered, his breath warm against your ear. It was as if there was an invincible knife that twisted his chest when it dawned on him what you just got into. "I'm here now, okay? You're safe now."

If it weren’t for his harsh words earlier, you wouldn’t have run off. He kept shushing you, his own heart breaking at the turn of events.

And when you nodded against him, he knew he had to make it up to you somehow.

Later, Megumi tended to your minor injury while crouching down before you, as you sat on a bench near the convenience store where he had picked up the first aid kit.

Your eyes were swollen, your outfit was dirtied, but you ignored the curious looks from passersby. Still shaken, you kept your gaze fixed on your lap.

You recoiled when the disinfectant touched your torn skin, tears welling up again in your eyes. "Ow..."

"It'll hurt just a bit," Megumi looked up at you worriedly, seeing you struggling to hold back tears. He gently blew air on your wound. "It’ll be over soon."

Megumi noticed how you were uncharacteristically quiet. Between the two of you, you were the chatty one and he was the silent listener. But now, you were completely silent, and he knew it was definitely not a good sign.

And so he thought it was a good time to finally explain himself. With a sigh, he began. "I... was on back-to-back missions last week."

You glanced at him, both surprised and confused.

“I was so burnt out— that’s why I’ve been oversleeping lately. Sorry for not meeting you on time.” Megumi applied the ointment to your knees, and you stiffened from the sting. He blew air on them again to ease the discomfort.

"You never told me," you pointed out.

“Yeah, uh, sorry...” he winced. “It’s so... lame. I’ve been exhausted for a week straight whereas Itadori bounces back so easily. Stupid, I know.”

"You... didn't tell me because you don't want to look uncool?"

As soon as you worded it that way, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Megumi remained silent, looking down, and you knew that his silence was a definite yes.

Totally stupid. But exactly how Fushiguro Megumi was always wired. A part of you was exasperated, but also forgave him for it.

When he met your gaze again, he finally saw the light returning to your eyes. It was a relief to him, so he let out a small sigh and put on a strained smile.

"How did you find me anyway?" you asked quietly.

"You didn't pick up my calls. I was worried. And then I ran around until I heard your voice." His eyes narrowed into a frown. "Did they do anything to you?"

You shook your head, and Megumi let out the breath he had been holding, gripping your right hand in his. "I’m glad."

You brushed away the trace of tears on your cheeks as he finished applying band-aids to your knees, awkwardly fiddling with your fingers.

"Sorry for being annoying," you mumbled softly, not meeting his eyes, feeling yourself so small all of a sudden. "Will totally happen again though."

"You..." Unwittingly, he cracked a smile at your blatant remark. "Just... don’t run off again, dummy. Do it where I can see you."

He ruffled your hair gently, then intertwined your fingers with his. "And sorry... for getting mad at you too."

Your cheeks felt warm, so you looked away, puckering your lips together. "...I'm hurt. You have to make it up to me."

He hummed, the beginnings of a smile on his face. "Let's go have that shaved ice you’ve been craving then."

“Huh? You remembered! But you don’t like them?”

“You like that kind of sugar dump, don’t you?”

Hand-in-hand, both of you traversed the Shibuya shopping district together. Your eyes were still puffy, but you were smiling and talking his ears off again just like you always did.

“I told those pricks my boyfriend will definitely kick their asses,” you giggled to yourself, swinging your joined hands in joy. “And you really did~”

“What are you talking about…?”

Sometimes you were beyond his comprehension. Sometimes you were also cute beyond comparison.

And Megumi thought... he liked you the best this way.