#im not posting ALL of my drafts but i have been going through recently and thinking 'wait this is fine actually this could be done'

[4lornly]

i know you wanted a wolf in sheep’s clothing

so i gave you my bark and my bite

it wasn’t enough.

when the time came to pull the wool back over our eyes

i couldn't bring myself to do it

once upon a cloudy night you saw a pair of eyes glittering in the dark

and thought i would be your bitch.

but i’m no wolf,

i’m just a girl with sharp teeth,

and we’re just two people who used to howl at the moon.   

-- wolf in sheep's clothing // 4lornly

[munch-mumbles]

urge to redraw old pics to feel better about my current art abilities and progress vs fear of looking at my older art.... GOUUUGH

[icewindandboringhorror]

Other Misc. Rambling Thoughts on the topic:

(~ !!!!!!!!! if you're just reblogging this post for the Poll section, please reblog the original post without this addition* lol. ~)

(*not that there's anything super personal or weird about the addition, just that it's meant to be kind of casual Side Commentary, not really part of the Main Point Of The Poll, so it would feel kind of weird for it to be emphasized by being included in reblogs unless the reblogs were explicitly about the side commentary, etc..... if that makes sense.. ANYWAY!)

It's neat to read the written descriptions that people are mentioning in the tags, since it's almost like I can see or conceptualize the idea as well, but it's just.. I'm not SEEING it.

Like for example: I can imagine a vase, it's a muted mint green and slightly translucent, elaborate golden birds sprawled down the side in streaks of thin rough watery paint, the base material shimmers gently in the light, there's a small chip where it's cracked on the handle, etc, etc. .. But as I'm thinking about this I see literally nothing.

It seems like perhaps some people can visualize an object first, and THEN describe what they see. But I sort of work backwards. I am building the object in my mind, I can never see it, but it's a collection of concepts. Rather than visualizing all details as a whole at once, I am adding each detail one by one, building onto the IDEA of the thing.

The vase doesn't have a crack on the handle because I just automatically visualized a vase with a crack. It was more that I cognitively understand the concept of a vase, what they tend to be made out of, how they tend to look and feel, the properties they have. So based purely on that knowledge, I can imagine "a chip is something that a vase could have, it would look this way and behave this way" - more like... I'm constructing a bullet point Fact List about the object rather than seeing it.

So if you tell me to imagine an object, I can, in a way, imagine that object in great detail, but it's just.. I'm not SEEING those details, more just knowing it's qualities in a purely conceptual way. Sometimes in the tags when people are like "yeah I can see the skin of the apple, texture, little dots on the surface" it's like… I can imagine that too, I can know it's there, but just with no visual attached.

I guess rather than SEEING something and going ''ah. I know what this looks like because I have seen it''. I more just skip that visual step entirely and go ''I know what this looks like, I just randomly have a list of information about the concept in my mind.'' etc. Maybe similar to how sometimes in dreams, even though a house may look completely different and be in an entirely fake 'dreamlike' environment, you just somehow KNOW intuitively that it's meant to be your childhood home or something. Even when it looks nothing like it in reality. There's a built-in base knowledge of the properties or information of some things within a dreaming mind, etc.

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This also makes me wonder about like.. how storytelling and myth is so important to cultures all across time. Or how this could tie also into concepts of religion.. etc. etc. If so many people really can kind of conjure these vivid images in their mind, then maybe that's part of why certain things are so meaningful to them? Like a "religious experience" being something you can actually really SEE/feel/lingering with you in your head, rather than just abstract words on a page, detached purely theoretical ideas, etc... hmmm

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Plus also just for average emotional stuff too, even outside of broader cultural conceptual attachments..

Like, I don't think there's a direct 1 to 1 link (obviously not all people with mental illnesses that significantly reduce their emotional or expressive capacity also MUST have aphantasia or vice versa), but it's interesting as someone who DOES also have a much more lessened emotional range/pretty flat affect/etc. etc. to think like.. Maybe I WOULD be more emotional, in a way, if I could have these vivid experiences..?

Perhaps memories would hold deeper significance if they could really stay with me vividly. Or storytelling would evoke more of a deep emotional reaction to me if I could really picture and feel the things that are going on. If things were more TANGIBLE in my brain, rather than always merely conceptual highly abstracted ideas.

Kind of like, it's probably easier to get over the death of a pet or something, if after not seeing them for an hour you already don't remember what they looked like (beyond just a vague fact list of traits), and you have no vivid memories or mental reminders of them (beyond just factual information stores). COGNTIVIELY you can appreciate the idea of their absence, of course, you still miss them, but there's just no remaining visceral sensory ties. A very "out of sight, out of mind" sort of thing in terms of attachments, memories, emotions, etc. Maybe certain things are easier to "get over", when you're not having constant mental sensory reminders that occasionally rekindle your feelings about the event or etc.??

(like for example, maybe someone could remain angry about an argument longer if they could vividly replay it in their head over and over again. VS just like.. 'Yes I can factually recall the fact I had an argument, and I do have knowledge stored about what precisely was said, but any sort of sensory data such as sights/smells/feelings, etc. from the actual moment of the event are long gone and can never be conjured again in my mind." etc.)

Which again, I think lessened emotional permanence and image permanence in the mind are NOT inherently linked, can all be caused by different things for different people. And, since I can't visualize anything in my head, maybe I'm misunderstanding how it happens and the effect it may have on stuff like remembering things you miss or replaying arguments, etc. etc. But it's still a little interesting to think about, if they could influence each other to some degree.... :0c --

Lastly, It's also weird because I'm actually pretty good at estimating distance and spaces? I can quickly assemble furniture without an instruction manual, pretty easily have a concept of how much space a chair may take up in a room, how two mechanical parts might fit together - BUT, I am literally not actually visualizing anything. I cannot see 3D objects in my mind at ALL. It's like.. just based on the pure List Of Facts About Things Which I Have Observed.. I can intuitively go "oh this works like this/this is this size" just because.. I know it's that size. I don't have to see anything to know..?

But then on the other hand, I'm terrible at directions without a map (I guess because a 3d outdoor environment has WAY more complexity than like.. "Will this square fit into another square?"etc. lol ).

BUT, I also draw/sculpt/etc. entirely without references, and seem to do mostly okay at that..? Like.. I can't even remember the last time I actually used a reference or looked at anything whilst drawing. It's all muscle memory, and me just adjusting as I go until something "looks right" on paper, I never have a set image in my head (or external reference) before hand.. Hrmm....

AND.. I used to say that I had a photographic memory when I was younger, which I know NOW is not true (I always thought it was just an expression, not that people could literally see things in a photographic way). But what I was describing is, I do often associate information with imagery, just... without imagery....

Like "Oh, I know that I took my medicine earlier today because I have a distinct memory, a snapshot of a moment in time, of me rattling the pill bottle in my hands as I looked up at a stop sign while in the back seat of a car". When I say this, I can't ACTUALLY see/feel/hear a pill bottle, or vividly picture a stop sign, but it's more just a factual recall, of. Even though I don't see these things, I know they happened, the information of them happening (me hearing a sound and also looking at a stop sign at the same time) has been stored in my brain as a memory, a collection of linked facts. --

As for other senses, I cannot taste or feel anything in my head AT ALL.. wild that some people mention that. I mean, again, I can have a purely factual recall as if reading a textbook, knowing the information of 'X item typically has X texture, therefore I can imagine what it may be like to feel it' or 'X usually has this taste' etc. - but I can never actually experience those senses in any capacity in my mind alone. I would say audio is my strongest mental sense (maybe a 2.5 or 3 (if it were translated onto the above scale where 1 is most vivid and 5 is nothing)), then visual (4.5 at most, usually 5), and then taste and smell and such are just complete 5, absolutely nothing, I didn't even know people could experience taste or feeling just in their mind alone.. lol...

I know this is just a silly bad quality random screencap of a screencap that I found on facebook lol, BUT it's a succinct enough image to easily describe the concept in a quick/accessible way hopefully :

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(and of course, feel free to elaborate in tags, etc.! (especially elaborating about other senses as well.. can you "hear" in your mind just as well as you can "see"? taste? etc.) It's an interesting topic to me, as someone who's like a 4.5 at MOST lol. I'm curious what option will be the most common :0c )

[darling-flora]

so american

oscar piastri x yn!singer x ex! charles leclerc

fc: olivia rodrigo

─── oscar masterlist !

note — (all manips are made by me!!)(LOTS of charles slander so if you are a 16 fan you might wanna skip this one!!) this has been a concept in my mind since May so i hope you enjoyyyyy !! likes, reblog's and comments are really appreciated ❤

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f1gossip Y/n L/n posted a video on her instagram story singing a song she wrote called "Strangers Again".... 👀

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user1 omg men really aint shit

user2 he's such a LOSER i remember the when someone refered to y/n as his girlfriend and he said "the best friend" and the next day were seen kissing...

->user3 like his inability to commit is so unattractive ->user4 reallllll he used to be my favorite driver but he's been moving weird recently

user5 damn he's really like all men 🙃

user6 yk his PR team is gonna make sure he's really public with his next relationship to make it seem like yn is lying 🙄

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yourusername only way to end this weekend 💆🏻‍♀️

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user1 pretty girlll

user2 are we gonna get strangers again on the next album or the deluxe ???

->yourusername neither :( ->yourusername i posted that vid after having it in the drafts for like a month and posted it just to put it out there lol but it's not going to be on streaming!! ->user2 a month 😥 ->user2 well hopefully we get another song like it on the deluxe 🤞

user3 did you play mermaids?

user4 wouldn't be surprised if oscar was wearing team merch

user5 she hated this weekend as much as us 😭

user6 my fav girl

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F1News Oscar Piastri talks about how he dealt with the heartbreaking Australian Grand Prix and mentions Y/n L/n as apart of the reason for being able to keep his head up.

When asked how he’s dealing with picking himself back up after the upsetting Australian Grand Prix weekend Piastri said “I have a great support system around me that’s there to tell me if im being too hard on myself and that [support system] really helped after the race.”

When asked further if Y/n L/n is apart of that support system the Australian driver replied “Of course! She could be across the world about to go on stage and she’ll send me a ‘good luck’ text and [she's] always there for a phone call. She’s one of one .”

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user1 i believe he'll bounce back from that weekend

user2 how long until he realizes he's in love with y/n l/n...?

user3 people are so annoying about him not being overly emotional but it's also why he'll be a world champion one day, him being able to regulate his emotions and come out on top is so impressive

->user4 people being surprised a man is able to regulate his emotions is so funny to me, he's right tho, when you have a support system it can make it so much easier to so through the toughest times. ->user3 he will be a world champ!!! i believe 🙏

user5 that picture of them is so cute 🤭

user6 yn is 100% one of one

user7 im gonna pretend i didn't hear him say he was being hard on himself

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oscarpiastri 3 down, 21 to go 💪

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user1 21 to get that WDC 😎

user2 wait why wasn't y/n actually at the race if she was in japan??

->user3 she was seen at a recording studio 🤷‍♀️ ->user4 she'll probably go to a few more races before announcing her deluxe ->user2 wait how do we know that??? ->user4 she's been teasing a deluxe for awhile and since she's in the studio it only makes sense

user5 y/n wasn't at the race and he didn't win... noticing

user6 best of luck in bahrain and saudi osc 🧡

user7 r we not gonna talk about the casual date in the middle of the photo dump...?

->user8 LIKE?!??!? ->user9 them soft launching so when they hard launch it wont be such a shock ->user10 waitttttt your brain

user11 slaying and serving x

user12 He needs to be McLaren’s #1 driver

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yourusername 5 new tunes for ya!!!! GUTS (spilled) out may 2nd!!!!!!

obsessed, girl i've always been, scared of my guitar, stranger, and so american ❤❤❤

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user1 YESSSSSS

user2 OBSESSED IS GONNA HIT I JUST KNOW IT

pinkpantheress omg i cant wait liked by yourinstagram !

user3 sad or happy songs???

->yourusername a bit of both 👀

user4 ohhhhh some of these titles feel sad

oscarpiastri WOOO liked by yourinstagram !

user5 i know a certain someone who's about to get WHACKED

chappellroan  I’m seated. The spotify employees are scared and asking me to leave because it’s ‘not may 2nd yet’ but I’m simply too seated

->yourusername STOPPPP 😭

user6 wait 'so american' is this about a certain aussie??!!?

user7 ready for the deluxe of the century

user8 we WILL be tuning in

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yourusername a little dinner to celebrate GUTS (spilled) being out everywhere nowwwww!!!!!  I made obsessed almost 3 years ago (🤯) and I’m so stoked it’s finally out in the world. I’m so proud of the songs stranger, girl I’ve always been, and scared of my guitar as well and especialllyyy excited about so american. hope you guys dig!!!!!! the GUTS have been spilled!!!!

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user1 YAYYYYY

user2 besties there is something else on our minds right now...

oscarpiastri I do have a personal favorite

->yourusername mhmm i wonder what song that could be.... ->oscarpiastri so american 🙂 ->yourusername i would've never have guessed 😮 ->user3 omg our first time seeing them flirt ->user4 ik they are so cute 😭

user5 ohhhhh this is made for me

user6 wait this fit tho

user7 YOU AND OSCAR??!?!!?

user8 thank you for these songs bestie 🤞

user9 i can't wait to cry to half these songs

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yourusername la la la love you miami !!!!!!!

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user1 world champ loading!!

user2 not the last pic being from when we FOUND OUT....

oscarpiastri 🍾🏆 liked by yourinstagram !

user3 oscar is like a cat getting a bath in the 4th pic

user4 using your own lyrics as a caption, this DIVA 💜

user5 part time f1 driver fulltime y/n's boyfriend

user6 living my dream life holyyyyyy

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oscarpiastri Couldn't have done it without you ❤

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yourusername omg your so cute i love you ❤

->oscarpiastri Love you ❤❤ ->user1 SHUT UPPPP 😭 I LOVE THEM ->user2 parents lowkeyyy

user3 this is so adorable wth

user4 oh he's so in love

irisapatow cutie patooties! liked by oscarpiastri !

user5 HIM TAKING THE PICTURE OF HER?!!??!!? 😭❤

user6 they are SO in love with each other i LOVE ITTTTT

conangray CUTIESSSSS liked by oscarpiastri !

user7 okay so when's the wedding...?

user8 only two in the world 🤞

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[cheftsunoda]

ᴀʟʟ ᴍɪɴᴇ — ᴋɪᴍɪ ᴀɴᴛᴏɴᴇʟʟɪ

written blurbs

kimi antonelli x reader

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

you have loved kimi antonelli since the days his name meant nothing outside karting circles, since before the paddock lights and the fame and the girls with perfect eyeliner and pit lane passes. you were fifteen when he kissed you for the first time, stuttering through it, hands shaking, cheeks flushed red. back then, he was just kimi — awkward, brilliant, yours.

now, he’s a formula 1 driver. the cameras follow him. the world wants a piece of him. and every time he unlocks his phone, it feels like another girl is trying to crawl through the screen, laughing in filters, posting thirst traps, calling him baby in his comments like you don’t exist. he still calls you love. still kisses your shoulder in the kitchen. still laces your fingers together when you’re half-asleep.

but the pit in your stomach keeps growing. you don’t doubt that he loves you. you just don’t know if that’s still enough when the world keeps whispering that he could have better. and maybe what scares you most… is that never even notices.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

(a/n) : i already had this saved in drafts and im really behind on requests just bc i feel like my writing hasn’t been the best lately and my mental health has been in the shitter. im going to continue to post but it might not be as much, im sorry if any of you feel like my writing hasn’t been the best lately, I just do not want to disappoint. i always want to feel like im putting out my best work and rn i just don’t feel like i am doing that and i dont feel the most inspired! hopefully i will get it together soon— i love you all beyond belief. thank you for all the support.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

warnings ; angst, fan hate, slightly oblivious kimi, insecure/possessive reader

word count ; 4,070

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

this is part two of the rookie series where i write about the rookies based off my favorite kali uchis songs — this fic is heavily inspired by the song all mine. so i def recommend listening to it:)

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The morning sunlight drips through the sheer curtains of Kimi’s apartment, golden and soft, like the kind of morning that should feel peaceful. It doesn’t.

You’re curled up on the corner of the couch, legs tucked under the throw he stole from a hotel in Florence last winter, phone in hand, thumb frozen mid scroll.

You didn’t mean to go looking for it. Truly. You weren’t even logged in — just lurking, as you sometimes did when the ache in your chest got too heavy to ignore.

You didn’t search ‘Kimi Antonelli girlfriend’ this time. You’d learned your lesson.

But somehow, you still ended up there — buried in the comments of a recent post from his team. A picture of him laughing with his engineer, sweat-damp curls stuck to his forehead. Your favorite smile. Your boy. Your home.

And yet—

‘He’s single, right? Plsss manifesting 😭’

‘Nah cause if I had him I’d NEVER let him go 🔥’

‘no one actually believes he’s still dating that basic girl right 💀’

It’s a slow, gutting kind of nausea — the kind you can’t blame on hunger or hormones. Just heartbreak, low-grade and lingering. You lock your phone and toss it across the couch.

And then you hear it— the soft ping of his phone. Again. And again. And again.

Kimi’s sitting across from you, shirtless, legs stretched out on the ottoman, scrolling with an absent smile like nothing in the world exists outside that screen. You want to scream. You want to cry. You want to throw both of your phones into the damn ocean.

Instead, you speak, quiet but sharp—

“Can you put it down?”

He blinks. “Huh?”

“Your phone,” you say, and your voice is more strained than you mean for it to be. “Just—put it away for a second?”

Kimi furrows his brows but does it without argument, tossing it onto the table. “Okay. Sure. Sorry, I was just replying to Toto.” He smiles, like that explains everything. Like you aren’t two seconds from spiraling into a hole you dug yourself.

You swallow hard. “I know. I just… I miss you.”

“I’m right here, amore,” he says, reaching for your hand. His thumb rubs soft circles into your knuckles. “You’ve been quiet all morning.”

You look down at your intertwined fingers. His hands are warm, familiar. The same ones that used to hold yours under school desks. The same ones that now grip an F1 steering wheel like they were born to.

“I just feel like we used to talk more when the whole world wasn’t trying to talk to you too,” you murmur.

He doesn’t catch the full weight of it. You know he doesn’t — he leans in, kisses your temple, brushes your hair behind your ear like that fixes anything.

“I talk to you more than anyone,” he says, and it’s not a lie. But it also isn’t what you meant.

You meant— I don’t like that I have to share you with people who don’t know you.

You meant— I don’t like the way they talk about me like I’m in their way.

You meant— I hate your phone because it makes you theirs, when you were always mine.

“I know,” you whisper. “It’s stupid. I’m just being stupid.”

Kimi’s smile fades at that, and he cups your jaw, tilting your face to meet his eyes. “You’re not stupid. If something’s wrong, you can tell me.”

You want to. God, you want to. But where do you even begin?

How do you tell him the thing that’s been sitting on your chest for months — that you feel like you’re slowly fading into the background of your own love story?

So instead, you shake your head and climb into his lap, burying your face in the crook of his neck. He wraps his arms around you instantly, no questions asked.

You breathe him in. He smells like shampoo and sleep and safety.

“Can we just stay like this for a bit?” you ask, voice muffled into his skin.

Kimi nods. “As long as you want, amore.”

And for a few moments, the world — the phones, the comments, the ache — goes quiet. But only for a few.

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Later in the evening, the apartment is quiet. The kind of quiet that feels earned — after a long day, after too many emotions left unsaid, after the world has stopped knocking quite so loudly.

You’re both lying in bed, the sheets half tangled, skin warm against skin. The lamp shines low in the corner, casting Kimi’s face in a soft glow, the curve of his jaw, the part of his mouth he bites when he’s thinking.

You’re watching him. He’s watching you. No phones. No notifications. No one else. Just him. Just you.

His fingers are tracing slow, thoughtless patterns along the bare skin of your back — not sexual, not calculated, just… tethering. Like he’s reminding himself that you’re still here. Or maybe reminding you.

Your cheek rests against his chest, ear to the rhythm of his heartbeat. It’s slower now. Steady. Real. And for a moment — just one, — you let yourself believe that maybe this is enough. Not his Instagram comments, not the press, not the jealousy or the fear or the mess. Just this.

Him, breathing. You, safe.

“What if,” you whisper into the silence, “we just stayed like this forever?”

He hums. “Mmm. No interviews. No races. No media days?”

You nod, eyes closed. “No people. No phones. Just us. Like when we were fifteen.”

Kimi laughs under his breath — that soft kind of laugh you feel more than hear. “You used to get nervous holding my hand.”

“You used to call me cara mia to try and impress me.”

“You loved it,” he says, and you can hear the smile in his voice now.

You tilt your chin up, resting it on his chest, looking at him.

“I still do.”

The words hang there, simple and soft. But they feel like everything. You still love him. God, you love him. Even when it hurts. Even when it’s loud. Even when you’re scared he might forget what it felt like to be yours before he belonged to the world.

And sometimes — in the worst, quietest moments — you wonder what it would’ve felt like if you’d never kissed him at all. If you had kept that little version of him, the boy with scraped knees and big dreams and a crooked smile, safe in your memory and not wrapped up in this messy, brilliant, exhausting version of reality.

But then you look at him — look at this version of him, older, sharper, more tired, more adored — and you know. There’s no turning back now. Not even if you wanted to. Not even if the world offered you a way out, a clean break, a time machine.

Because even with the pain, even with the paranoia and the pressure — you’d still choose him. You always would.

He brushes your hair back, tucks a strand behind your ear. His thumb lingers there, at your temple, as if he wants to memorize your face all over again.

“You’re looking at me like you’re about to cry,” he says softly.

“I’m not,” you lie, and he doesn’t call you out on it.

Instead, he leans down and kisses you. Slow and sure. Like he’s grounding you. Like he’s reminding you that you’ve always been his, no matter how loud the world gets.

And when he pulls back, he doesn’t say anything. He just touches his forehead to yours and exhales, like the weight of the day is finally starting to lift.

Like maybe he doesn’t understand all of what’s hurting inside you — but he feels it.

And he’s trying.

You close your eyes.

For now, you’ll stay here. Wrapped in him, wrapped in this moment. Pretending the world doesn’t exist. Pretending that love is simple again.

Because he’s yours.

And even if the whole world forgets that—you won’t.

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It starts with his hand in yours. Which isn’t unusual. Not really. Kimi’s always been tactile behind the scenes — always wrapping his arms around your waist in hotel rooms, always brushing your hair behind your ear in quiet corners, always curling into you at night like he could fold himself back into the fifteen year old boy who fell in love with you when the world still felt small. But this?

This is different.

Because now you’re walking through the Monza paddock in broad daylight, press cameras flashing, content creators whispering, team staff buzzing past — and Kimi’s fingers are threaded through yours like he’s anchoring himself.

Like he wants everyone to see. And he’s not stopping there.

He pulls you tighter when a group of girls in pink gloss and fake passes giggle in your direction. He leans down and kisses your cheek — no, your jaw — when you pause at the garage. He brushes a hand along your back when you move through the crowd, protective and proud, like you’re his prize. And your brain short circuits a little.

Because Kimi doesn’t do public displays. Not like this. He’s always been the under the radar type. Quietly devoted. Soft in the ways no one else gets to see. But now?

Now he’s strutting through the paddock with your hand in his and your name on his mouth like it’s a badge of honor.

You glance up at him, heart beating far too fast. “What… are you doing?”

Kimi looks down at you with that faint, knowing smile — the one that always meant trust me.

“I’m showing them what’s mine,” he says, simple as that.

And the thing is — you could say something snarky. You could tease him, roll your eyes, laugh it off like it doesn’t matter. But you don’t. Because it does.

Because after weeks of feeling invisible, of letting doubt creep in, of watching the world try to rewrite the role you’ve held in his life for years — this matters. This is him choosing you out loud.

You’re still warm from it when you watch him sit down for post-qualifying interviews, fresh from a P3 finish. Reporters crowd the media pen, throwing questions in his direction like confetti.

“How does it feel to be ahead of your teammate again?”

“Are you finally feeling like you’ve settled into F1?”

And then—

“Kimi — you’ve been in the headlines a lot lately. People are curious — is it true your girlfriend’s here with you this weekend?”

You freeze, breath catching. Kimi smiles. Looks straight into the camera.

“She is,” he says, like it’s the easiest thing in the world.

The reporter presses. “Fans say they’ve seen you holding hands all through the paddock. That’s rare for you.”

And for a second, you expect him to shut it down — to deflect like usual, to say it’s private, to give that practiced Antonelli cool.

But he doesn’t.

He just shrugs and says, “I wouldn’t be here without her.”

The crowd quiets for a beat.

“I mean it,” he adds. “She’s been with me since karting. Since before anyone knew my name. She’s the one who believed in me when I was losing. When I was scared. When I was fifteen and dreaming too big.”

You can’t breathe.

He leans forward, voice steady. “So yeah — she’s mine. And I’m proud to be hers.”

Your hands shake as you grip the edge of the railing. A camera pans toward you — but you don’t notice. Your eyes are locked on him, heart in your throat.

That smile you’ve worn since you were kids breaks free across your face — helpless, wide, real. And even from across the paddock, Kimi sees it. He smiles back like he’s saying…That’s all me.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

It’s late — the afterparty is glittering, loud, and just a little too crowded. Champagne flows in tall glasses, music pulses low in the background, and the rooftop venue glows with that expensive kind of golden lighting that makes everything — and everyone — look softer, more important.

Kimi’s been swarmed since you arrived. It’s not new. People love him — the young phenom, the golden boy, the quiet one who somehow became magnetic without ever trying. You’ve grown used to standing just out of frame, smiling politely, letting it wash over you like weather.

But tonight, it’s different. Because she won’t leave him alone.

You don’t know her name. Don’t care to. She’s some PR girl, or a sponsor’s niece, or maybe just someone who thinks she can manifest a podium boyfriend by standing close enough. Blonde, camera-ready, all glossy lips and breathy laughter.

You watch from across the room as she touches his arm. His chest. Leans in too close under the guise of conversation. She laughs like every syllable he says is hilarious.

Kimi, oblivious as ever, offers her the same polite, tight-lipped smile he gives to everyone. You can see he’s not into it — but he also doesn’t see the game she’s playing.

You fold your arms, chewing the inside of your cheek. It’s not that you don’t trust him. You just hate being tested like this. But then he looks up.

And the moment he sees you — in that black dress he told you was his favorite, standing there with one arched brow and a drink you haven’t touched — something shifts. His whole face lights up.

You see it in the way his eyes soften, the way his jaw loosens, the way his body subtly leans toward you before he’s even decided to move.nHe excuses himself without hesitation, brushing past the girl with a quick “sorry,” and beelines straight for you.

You don’t say a word. You don’t need to.nHe slides an arm around your waist like it belongs there — because it does — and presses a kiss to your cheek that lingers just long enough to mean I missed you. You relax, finally, melting into him. But she doesn’t take it well.

“Oh,” you hear her behind him, voice dipped in fake sweetness. “This is the famous girlfriend?”

Kimi turns back slightly. “Yeah,” he says, smiling at you now. “This is my girl.”

You raise your glass in a mock-toast. “Hi.”

She scoffs, and you watch the mask crack just a little. “Didn’t think you’d be the jealous type,” she mutters.

You tilt your head. “Didn’t think you’d be the desperate type.”

Her eyes narrow. “He could do better.”

And before Kimi can even react, before the sting of her words can land, you smile. It’s the kind of smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. The kind that says— I’ve been here longer than you’ve been watching.

“You couldn’t keep him even if I gave him to you,” you say, voice low and calm. “But cute attempt.”

Kimi blinks. Then grins, like he’s a little bit shocked and a lot in love. The girl sputters, trying to find a comeback that doesn’t exist. You don’t wait for it.

You just take Kimi’s hand and pull him back toward the quieter edge of the room, his arm sliding easily around your waist like always.

“I love you,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to your temple once you’re out of earshot.

You lean into his chest, letting the warmth of him settle your heartbeat. “I know.”

And when you look back, she’s gone. Just like the doubt.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The car ride back to the hotel is quiet — but only on the surface.

Inside the cab, there’s a kind of electric stillness, charged and humming between your bodies like a held breath. The city blurs past the windows, golden and pulsing, but you can’t seem to look at anything but him.

Kimi’s sitting next to you in the backseat — legs spread, one hand resting on his thigh, the other gripping yours tightly between your knees. His thumb rubs back and forth over your knuckles like he’s trying to ground himself, but he hasn’t said a word since you left the party.

Not since that moment. Not since you dragged him away with a sharp tongue and a sharper look and reminded the world — and him — exactly who he belonged to.

You feel him looking at you now. Not casually. Not sweetly.

Hungrily.

“You were unreal tonight,” he says quietly, voice rough around the edges.

You smirk, looking straight ahead. “Which part? The part where I made that girl evaporate? Or the part where I didn’t throw my drink at her?”

His jaw twitches — that almost-smile he tries to hide when he’s turned on. “All of it.”

You glance at him, and it’s all it takes.

His hand drops from your fingers and slides to your thigh, squeezing once before moving higher. Your breath catches.

“Kimi.”

He leans in slowly, like he’s trying to be good — like he’s not already imagining you underneath him in the hotel room upstairs.

“You have no idea what it did to me,” he murmurs against your ear, “hearing you say that. Seeing you say it.”

You shiver.

“Kimi, the driver—”

“Doesn’t care,” he says, cutting you off, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss to your neck. “Five minutes. That’s all I need.”

You giggle softly, the sound catching in your throat as his hand slips a little higher. “You sound desperate.”

“I am.”

There’s something about the way he says it — breathless and reverent — that makes your stomach twist with heat.

“Can’t stop thinking about how proud I am of you,” he says, mouth brushing the line of your jaw. “How good you looked tonight. How fucking sharp you were. Mine. All mine.”

You turn to face him fully, climbing half into his lap despite the motion of the car, your hands tugging at the collar of his shirt.

“I always have been,” you whisper, eyes locked on his. “You forget that?”

His gaze darkens. “Never.”

You kiss him then — hard.

Messy, possessive, aching with everything you didn’t say in the crowd, everything you felt watching him across the room, everything you needed to feel again.

His hands are under your thighs, gripping tight, thumbs pressing bruises into your skin like he’s afraid you’ll slip away if he doesn’t hold you hard enough.

But you don’t. You never have.

You break the kiss just as the car slows near the entrance of the hotel. His pupils are blown wide. His hands shake slightly against your hips.

“We’ll figure it out, won’t we?” you ask quietly, forehead resting against his.

“Always,” he breathes. “Just you and me.”

And when the door opens, you don’t wait for the elevator.

You’re in too deep now.

Too proud. Too in love. Too his.

And when he presses you against the hotel room wall five minutes later, whispering mine, mine, mine against your throat like a promise and a prayer — you believe him.

Because he is.

And you are.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The room is still dim when you wake — just the faintest hint of morning light bleeding through the curtains, enough to paint silver lines across the messy sheets and tangled limbs. Kimi is wrapped around you like he doesn’t know how to sleep without touching you. One arm curled tight around your waist, the other under your pillow, his nose pressed into the curve of your shoulder.

You can feel his breath — slow, warm — on your skin.

You’re not sure what wakes you exactly. Maybe the cold air brushing against your back where the blanket slipped. Maybe the leftover adrenaline humming low in your body from the night before. Maybe just him — the way he holds you like it’s instinct, like it’s never been a question.

You shift slightly, and his grip tightens. He doesn’t open his eyes.

“You’re awake,” you whisper.

“No, I’m not,” he mumbles, voice hoarse with sleep.

You smile, turning in his arms to face him. His curls are a mess. His mouth is soft. His eyes are still closed, but his lips are twitching like he knows you’re staring.

“You always do this,” you say quietly.

“Do what?”

“Cling like this.”

His arms only wrap tighter. “You love it.”

You do. You always have.

You lean in, brushing your nose against his. “You’re clingier than you were when we were younger.”

Kimi finally opens one eye, squinting down at you. “That’s because you’re hotter than you were when we were younger.”

You laugh — full and breathless — and he grins, proud of himself.

“God, you’re annoying.”

“You’ve stayed this long,” he says, pretending to shrug even though he’s got you pinned beneath his body like gravity itself won’t let him let go. “So technically, you’re more annoying than me.”

You study him for a second — how soft his face is in the morning, how easy this all feels despite how complicated the world tries to make it. You think of the girls in his DMs, the whispers in the paddock, the insecurity that used to keep you up at night.

And then you think of how he looked at you last night. How he kissed you in the back of the car like he was starving. How he held you like you were something sacred. How he didn’t hesitate — not once — to tell the world that you’re his.

“You’re proud of me,” you say quietly, a little surprised at the way the words come out.

Kimi blinks. “What?”

“You told everyone. At the party. In the interview.” You press your hand flat against his chest, where his heart still beats steady under your palm. “You’re proud to be mine.”

His face softens, all the teasing gone in a blink. He leans in, presses the gentlest kiss to your lips. Then another. And another.

“Of course I’m proud,” he murmurs. “You’ve loved me since I was fifteen and clueless.”

“You’re still clueless.”

He laughs. “Maybe. But I’m not stupid. I know what I’ve got.”

You look at him for a long moment, your chest full in that aching, unbearable, overflowing kind of way that love sometimes is.

“You know we’re insane, right?” you whisper.

He hums. “Maybe. But I won’t ever be able to leave you alone.”

You smile, a little sleepy, a little stunned by how true that feels. “You’re all mine,” you whisper, echoing the line like a secret between you.

Kimi kisses your forehead and pulls the blanket back over both of you, burying himself in your chest like he’s never planning on moving again.

“All yours,” he says softly. “Always.”

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

[rikiislvr]

✧ k. - nishimura riki

pairing: nishimura riki x afab!reader

summary: one wrong slip up, can shatter some hearts.

warnings: cursing

you and niki got into a heated argument, all because you tried to go through his phone for something, and he got really defensive about it.

and you immediately knew he was hiding something from you,

“you always let me look through it!? i don’t understand what changed all of a sudden.” you scoff and cross your arms as you stood from the bed, niki was sitting at the edge, his phone in his pocket as he rubbed his temples.

“just because i won’t let you go through it, means im hiding something?” he shakes his head.

“why can i just.. you never had a problem with it!” you tilt your head, “well i do now. and i don’t want you to look through my phone. now can we just go to sleep now? gosh- ive had a long day and i’m annoyed y/n.”

you scoff at his tone, “i’m good. i don’t wanna sleep in here tonight. i’ll take the couch.” you grab your pillow. “are you serious?” he watched you, you didn’t reply, you just left the room and went to the couch in the living room.

niki got up and followed you, “don’t be like this.” he sighed, “be like what?” you roll your eyes and laid the pillow down,

“you never sleep in here. can you just come to bed?” he pushed his hair back, “no. i’m fine on the couch.” you look at him.

niki was over it. he was frustrated with the day in general, back to back activities for the recent comeback, he didn’t have time to come home to this.

which is exactly why he was going to say something he was gonna regret for the rest of the night…

“you’re being so stubborn. you’re being so annoying all because i won’t let you look through my damn phone y/n?! it sounds like insecurity really..” he shouts suddenly,

you gasp softly, your eyes began to swell with tears as you looked down, niki immediately realized he messed up,

“shit.. no, hey.. i’m-

“i’m leaving.” you push past him and into the bed room, niki was confused at first but caught on what you just said, immediately chasing after you,

“babe..? where are you going?” niki asked, a hint of worry in his voice. you grab your bag, packing whatever you can, “i can’t stay here tonight.” you whisper.

niki walked over to you and grabbed your hands, “no no.. you don’t have to leave, please? i’m sorry, i don’t know why i said that.. i’ll-

“you don’t have to do anything niki. i’m just gonna go.” you zip up the bag, you walked past him and went to put on your shoes, grabbing your keys from the hook, niki followed after you,

“no baby… please, please don’t go? i’m sorry.. i really am. i don’t know why i even said that… you just.. you can’t go through my phone.” niki looked down, you wiped your eyes.

“it’s fine. i don’t want too anymore anyways.” you shrug and left the apartment door.

once the door shut, niki felt his heart shatter. “shit.. no no no..” he whispered to himself, running both hands down his face,

he knew he messed up.

he just didn’t want you to look through his phone.

not because he was cheating or.. talking to someone else.

it was because he had photos of the ring he wanted to buy to propose to you. and he couldn’t delete it.

and he knew if you seen it, it would spoil the surprise.

but he could’ve came off better with his words, he sighed to himself and sat at the counter in the kitchen, staring off at the wall.

he had to apologize to you,

and he knew the best way to do so.

a/n: this was kinda short but hey it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while, gotta post something! sorry for such a sad draft haha :(

tl: @certified-ni-ki-lover @noblub-4ulolz @yourmyst4r @vixialuvs @ni-ki-ismyluv @judeduartewannabe @soobs-things @en-chantedtomeetyou @definitelynotherr @heyniki @wntersm @geniejunn @pkjay @baevsxii @k1ttylvr @geniejunn @pkjay @chaevibes @jiyeons-closet

[earlymorningfoxhunt]

Hi! We made this January 16th after we stayed up for 36 hours and had "prophetic visions of jarthurs fate!" The Prophecy is about season 6 and ill get to yap about it later, but for now have our season 5 finale visions!

[speedpaint and a little explanation under here!!]

do I have a 2 page document writen about this? absolutely, more inferences can be made but heres a few bullet points about this

The rest of the party is killed (blood on the ground + you can see my first draft had them a lot more dead lol)

Sir Vales 2 of swords. Something painful that tethers them to humanity(earth)

John, not being Lillith's focus and being of clearer mind, will make the hard decision (john reaching for the sword)

Reverse Icarus (wings made of sunlight, john)

Lillith can try to influence Arthur but ultimately opening the crack has to be something Arthur does willingly(goop going into his eyes but the tear coming from his mouth)

and oh my god lillith making the shape of the the billowing shadows in the tapestry oooo

I want to talk about how lillith and john are polar opposites but still birds of a feather!! both fractured gods recently been made whole with the help of arthur lester, one forged through humanity and the other in spite of it. ah! delicious food! [both hurting arthur on the path to forge him into who hes destined to be]

there are 2 additional secrets i have hidden in the art that I am not allowed to share but if they happen I'll be coming back to this post. for now all I can say is John oh my lord please look up dont forget to look up i know you've been killing it all season but im gonna need you to lock in

[random disclaimer: this was made midway through the company coming out, if I say I cant share something its because a separate guy that inhabits this body had the prophecy and he refuses to give details about it. im bound only by system legality to not share the information]

[engstlersbueckers]

Phone Sex HC’S

(Emily Engstler)

Paring:E.Engstler x Fem Reader

Warnings:smut,orgasm denial,phone sex

Synopsis:This was a request from a lovely anon of mine (i wish i could find the original inbox request💔.hope you enjoy this drabble tho!)

She’s a big talker..she knows her voice makes you weak. So she tells you everything you want- no…need to hear.

“There you go,baby. Lemme hear you slut yourself out for me…” She groaned,listening carefully as your fingers slipped through your soaking wet folds.

“Listen to that…you hear how wet you are for me? Im not even there and you’re drippin aren’t you?

She loves when you talk to her too.Even when you’re so overstimulated and can barely speak,she’s gonna make you use your words.

“Talk to me pretty girl,tell me what you want. You know I’ll give it to you c’mon,say it.

Constant edging…doesn’t stop until she’s satisfied with how many times you denied yourself for her. “Hm.. you sound too close..start over for me,baby.” She thinks it’s cute how frustrated you get,laying there all by yourself,holding it…

She lets you use toys..thats when the facetime calls come in.She loves watching you get yourself off for her with them. (I’m a firm believer in her buying a rose for you.)

“That feel good huh?,c’mon baby I wanna see you make a mess on it…use that toy for me,mama.”

While you’re making yourself feel good, she likes to tell you what she plans on doin to you when she comes home. Knowing exactly how riled up it gets you.

“You gettin my pussy ready for me huh? You know as soon as i walk through the door I’m takin whats mine? Gonna fuck you so damn good when I get back,baby…

A/N:AHH hi my babiess,i missed posting for yall but i’ve been so busy recently. Now that my schedules pretty clear I should have more time to post the stuff sitting in my drafts. This is also my first time writing Hc’s so I hope I didnt do too bad. lmk what you all think<33

-S💋

[august-anon]

heyo

just wonderin' if you knew any authors similar to envysparkler or yourself

<3 catalogue

Fic recs coming right up for you, catalogue anon!!!! Gonna put this under a cut in case it gets long because i am a Crazy Person djfhjdf

But yeah, feel free to come back for more recs at any time, because i consume fanfic at a voracious rate so I will always have more/re-find ones i read awhile ago and forgot about because i almost ALWAYS forget to login to read fanfic jkfdfh.

(been trying to log in while i read more often recently, since a lot of ppl are restricting works bcuz of the AI scraping and also just so my history actually records it so i can MAYBE find it again, and so i can remember to bookmark and subscribe to stuff lol, so hopefully i will lose fics less often)

Starting with tickle fics!!!

Other authors i know of that have some batfam fics include:

@13phantom13angel13

@tickletastic

@ficsstuff

@the-hawk-anon who we saw the tickle fic debut of in my askbox and now has a blog!

@kourtniwritesagain should have at least one if i remember correctly

@rosiesramblings also has one, and she and i chat and i know she's hoping to write some more batfam eventually! (which i am so patiently frothing at the mouth for skdjsfhh)

and i know we're talking fics, but @fluffyweeby has some absolutely ADORABLE batfam tickle art

i know there has to be some i'm forgetting, but basically, for stuff on tumblr, just go through my batfam tickling tag and you'll find all the good stuff lol (and if there's any that anyone else knows of that i dont PLEASE let me know i am always wanting more fic sdjfhdf)

as for general DC tickling but not necessarily batfam, along with some of the batfam ppl above posting that as well, i know @fickle-tiction, @cantwritethetword, @tickle-bugs have some. i think @amazingmsme has some My Adventures With Superman specific fics (which are sitting in my drafts to read once i finally watch it lol), and I think @thebest-medicine does as well, along with some Teen Titans fics? which i also havent read yet until i watch the teen titans cartoon lol. i think @fanficsandfluff has some DCEU stuff on their masterpost that ive shoved into my drafts recently to read and reblog when i have time lol

to find all DC stuff on my blog (including batfam stuff) you can go into my DC tickling tag in case there's people i've missed, and i also try to tag as well by groupings (batfam, justice league, teen titans, young justice, etc.) for organizational purposes if you want to find something specific

Now, for a few ao3-specific tickle fics i've found!!!

It Turns Out, You Can't Be Serious Forever by Alicelikesgravity

I haven't watched the live action Titan's show yet (i have heard SUCH mixed opinions about it though sdkjfhdf), but this is based in that universe, and is a platonic short n sweet tickle fic between Jason and Beast Boy

(This work is restricted to archive users only, you will have to be logged in)

Roy's Little Experiment by Kunoichirin

this is a short n sweet JayRoy fic, absolutely heart-melting, switch!both. i go and reread it all the time because its just so adorably tooth-rotting

Safe Space. by dangerouscoffeetheorist

back tickles my beloved 😭 8K of Jason character exploration (and Jason and Bruce relationship exploration) through back tickles, the fic that inspired in my brain for Jason to have the most ticklish back of any of the batboys (and inspired the back-tickles series i am soooo slowly working on that you all will hopefully see someday lol). I come back and reread this CONSTANTLY bro dskjfh. i dont remember if i've read the rest of the series it belongs to yet, but i'm sure the rest of it is great too! (but the rest of the series is not tickle fics fyi!)

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Moving on to non-tfics!

for this section, even if the author has a tumblr that i know of, i will NOT be tagging them because idk this is my little tickle fic corner i dont want them all looking at me im sorry dsjfkhf if they find me on their own and enjoy my work then good for them but im not going to Draw Them Here because sometimes ppl think this fixation is weird/it makes them uncomfy lol

BUT, since you mentioned envy, i def am ready to rec some normie fics for you as well! because i read so much fic lol like, Bruh, i need to do more things with my time than read all this fic lol

some of these may be in-progress WIPs that i dug out of the bookmarks of my normie ao3 account, i hope that is fine! as many oneshots as i read, chaptered fics tends to be where i live lol. i have like 200+ tabs open on my phone lol

(also fair warning that most if not all of these probably lean HEAVILY into fanon characterizations)

STRAIGHT OFF THE BAT (pun unintentional lol)

envysparkler does actually have a secondary account under greeneyedfirework. I haven't read many of the fics on this account, because a lot of them are SlaDick (or just have, like, Murder Uncle Slade Wilson) and I'm personally not into those tags at all so I haven't read a lot of them lol. BUT there are some good batfam works, often of the platonic/familial a/b/o persuasion, which i have started to really love lol. BUT BE WARNED!!!!! most of the works on this secondary account have a lot more intense of triggers than anything on envy's main account. heed the tags greatly, and do not read if it would be harmful or upsetting to you!

As for other authors with a good Batfamily fic selection, from memory and/or rediscovery with looking for fics to rec you:

Lulu_Rhythm - a large number of batfam fics. I haven't read all of them, but i have read a good number of them! they also have some roy harper centric fics (because they like to include roy into the batfam dynamics a lot) that i have not read yet, but theyre there if you are interested!

Harpersdragons - I actually just started going through this author's ao3 myself very recently, because a LOT of their works are archive-users-only restricted and as i have said many times, i always forget to log in lol. I've read a good handful of their fics so far and i am SUPER enjoying them!

Sohotthateveryonedied - they have a PLETHORA of batfam fics, a veritable feast lol. I def have not read them all because not all of them call to me personally, but in scanned through their works I do remember reading a good number of them, so I'm sure you'll find some that appeal to you here!

sardonic-sprite - a huge number of batfam fics, i def havent read them all, but i have read a number of them (and reread them in the process of making this post lol) and you should be able to find something that appeals to you here (just heed the fact that when they use "creator chose not to use archive warnings" tag that they use it properly and mean it. that is not a "no triggers" tag, that is a "this probably contains an archive warning but i am not telling you what because Spoilers")

TheCopperPan - some batfam works and some shippy works! I know i've read a good number of theirs, if not most of theirs, but its been a while and i only refreshed myself on a couple. Hopefully you find some things to enjoy here!

DaisyBirb - they have a lot of batfam stuff! I have not read all of it, but i've read at least a handful (even if its been a while since then lol) and i enjoy their stuff. But all their works (except I think one?) are archive-locked so you'll need to be logged in!

iselsis - TONS of batfam works!!! I've only gone back through a couple pages of their works so far in making this list but I have wound up rereading most of the works i come across on their page so would def recommend them lol

sElkieNight60 - rediscovered this author when going through the platnic a/b/o section below lol, and realized i had read a lot more by them so i figured i should put them here! i do believe some of their works are archive-locked (i cant remember if i've read any of the archive-locked works)

Miss_Lazy_Tuesday - a good handful of batfam fics! I've read most of these, and their 130K longfic i have read multiple times over lol. Just remember to heed the warnings and triggers for a lot of this author's work!! also keep in mind that they often delve heavily into the fanon idea of Lazarus Pit Madness for a few of their fics, so if that's a no-go for you, then some of their works (including their longfic) will not be for you!

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Now, idk how else to present fics to you sdfkjhdf so i am gonna just go through some favorite tropes of mine!

Batfam fics with the Cuddle Pollen trope (cuddle pollen trope my beloved, i can never get enough of it -- and some of the authors listed above also have great cuddle pollen fics that i wont list here)

Beneath the Armor by Spagsdem

comes attached to a series with more batfam cuddles!!

Catherine Didn't Raise No Coward by Femme_Morte

ALSO comes with a series attached -- but I dont think ive read all of them. some of them are definitely too new compared to the last time i peeked at the series last year lol

Paper Hearts and Shredded Masks by Reesachan (Clymenestra)

this one is archive-locked, you will need to be logged in to read it

Adopting a Cuddly Stalker by ILoveFictioN

again, archive-locked, be logged in

personal space by lawltam

archive-locked, be logged in

The Second Stage by nightwalker

Cuddles Are The Best Medicine by Georgie_Likes_Toast

another cuddle pollen one that comes attached to a little series!

hold me close and hold me tight, tomorrow it'll be alright by soft_cactus

drink in the jasmine and rain by TaraLaurel

also has a series attached! have not reread the other two fics in the series in a hot minute though lol

reticent by CrimzonCrow

dancing shadows on the wall by Alienu

wing!fic!!!! i love a good wing!fic

The Ache of Loneliness by concur

The right thing by Lilse

heed the warnings on this one!! nothing like That happens, but Jason does fear that it will

Emergency Beacon by batsandthebirds

A Wilting Flower by C4t1l1n4

Spirit of the Rules by AceOfDivineChlorophyll

red hood identity reveal fic AND cuddle pollen fic???? sign me tf up lol. i have reread this one so many times i love it sm dskjfhf

embraced by foerchen

this one is also connected to a series, about the batboys being brothers! i think ive read at least most of the fics in the series? theyre also good, check them out!

long ride back by Muddell

somehow read this one for the first time going through the cuddle pollen tags for recs, and man, timmy is almost always the one Going Through It aint he dsjfdhf i guess he's just real whumpable lol

bleed just to know you're alive by no_writing_just_ideas_without_motivation

background/low-level superbat in this one!

Cuddle Pollen: there's an app for that by potofsoup

swear on my freedom by carpbread

another wing!fic!!! i had also never seen/read this one before going through the tags to get recs and i very much liked it lol

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Batfam fics with platonic/familial a/b/o trope (i pulled these out of links i sent to Vileha a little while back, so i might be missing some that i like cuz i dont think i went the entire tag again when giving her recs lol. also a good number of the platonic a/b/o i like are by authors rec'd in the author section above, so check out those sorts of fics from them!!)

A Guide to Tame a Feral Crime Lord for Dummies by IntheRobinNest

an in-progress WIP i've been following for a few weeks now. i was hesitant to start it for months because i had no idea who some of the kiddo characters were, but i am so glad i started it because i am waiting on the edge of my seat for every update right now lol. i am LOVING this fic omg, if you are into (or interested in trying out) platonic a/b/o give it a shot

batpack genfic series by Anonymous

i revisit this series CONSTANTLY. would HIGHLY recommend. i love the way they explore the pack/family dynamics in this series, i think its some of the first batfam a/b/o i read when I started getting into the idea of it and looking through tags

Call for Comfort by VioletShimmer

Faith in Ghosts by timbitsandpieces

heed the tags and triggers on this one!!!!!!!

You Can Cry On My Shoulder by hero_red

Who could ever leave me (But who would stay?) by only2braincellsavailable

pillow forts and other necessities by Violettavonviolet

A pack in hand is worth two in the bush by only2braincellsavailable

Healing Through the Hurt by Huntressundone

this one is a cuddle pollen AND a/b/o fic so i didn't know which category to put it in jsdfjhdf but i decided a/b/o category lol

Other fics i would recommend that i can remember off the top of my head/have been reading recently lol (which, a number of long fics that i was gonna rec were actually by people in the author section so def check the longer fics out for those that have some lol)

To be Loved is to be Known by loreoftheforgotten

An in-progress WIP, slower to update. Heed the warnings and tags on this one! i've been following this one for several months now and i truly adore it. if you're into shifters tropes and trauma healing def look into this one. this one IS archive-locked, so you will need to be logged in to view it! (i almost lost this one because it got archive-locked between updates at some point and i freaked out when i couldnt find it again dsjfhdf)

Before Robin by wafflebish

another in-progress WIP. This one is focusing primarily on Dick and Bruce, and it's a time-travel fic (Dick traveling into the past to before Bruce even met Dick) so there's all sorts of delicious angst and secrets. ive really been enjoying this one too!

Inscribed on Body & Soul by drowningfire

when i was in high school i was kinda obsessed with soulmate AUs, but i very much fell out of it shortly after high school and have only read probably a handful since lol. I've been dipping back into the trope again with batfam (because platonic/familial soulmates are so wonderful!!) and this one i thought was SO good. i love the concept of a soulmark that isnt predestined but instead forms on you (or fades) thanks to the love that person has for you in the moment. Jason-centric

Sometimes Family Is Just The Guy Who Shows Up by AWarriorAtHeart1

mer-AU!!! I just started reading this one (by "just started" i mean "just found and read all 10 chapters in one sitting on the clock instead of working at my job" but thats just how i operate lol), but i find it very intriguing and i am eager to see where it goes next!!

hey angel (find the broken pieces of me, put them back together) by lavendar_betrayal

the moment i discovered this i immediately read it twice in a row lol. we got touch-starvation, we got embarassed by affection, we've got intense (platonic) relationship between batfam members, we got jason being a menace of an older brother. extremely soft (the first oneshot in this "other fics" section so far dsjfkhdf)

Let Them Be Brothers series(/The Mafia Files series) by quotidian_void

okay so i barely remember reading this one, BUT its in both my bookmarks and my subscriptions on ao3, and from a time when i was never remembering to log in. so if i remembered to log in to make sure i never lost this series, you know i had to have loved it sdkjhf. For this one, the "Let Them Be Brothers" series is the primary series, but the "Mafia Files (expansion pack)" series has some extra little add-ons to the universe if you wanna go deeper

Shutterbug series by goldkirk

i have not read all of the fics in this series!!! honestly i think i only really remember reading the first one (Latchkey), so like djfhdf, there are several fics in the series that are updating slowly so I've been waiting for them to finish before moving forward to see if the rest of the series is for me. Stalker/BatWatch blogger Tim Drake joins the batfam!

Safety by WrongLeverKronk

be warned, i think the tags dont really cover it, but tim Does get tortured for information in this fic by some thugs! but otherwise its a lot of comfort of his family taking care of him after they rescue him

The New Adventures of TimTam, the Chocolate Wonder by Kirazalea

been a while since i reread this one so i dont have much to say lol, but the summary and tags sum it up pretty well!

Banshee in a Well by liverobinreaction (bugbee)

heed the warnings and triggers on this one!!! i havent reread it in a while (i meant to reread it a bit ago when i sent it as a rec to Vileha, but i completely forgot dkjfhf) but if i remember right it gets a little intense with violence/gore? i dont remember a lot of specifics about this one but i remember enjoying it! angsty but if i liked it, it had to have ended well enough at least lol

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I was GONNA add a "Batfam meets the Justice League" trope section as well (because stumbling across fics under that trope was what got me into the batfam fandom initially, almost exactly a year ago now lol) but this was already SO long and taking me so long that i was like,,,, maybe if people want more fics recs i'll put that section in another post lol

AND LIKE I SAID 100% ask me for more if you want and I can take some days/weeks and gather some fics to do another round of this lol, i am always reading fic (and trying to do so logged in more often so i stop losing all the fics i read kjdsfh) this is non-exhaustive!!! there's even so so many good fics i didnt include in here!

if there is ever a specific trope, length of fic, etc etc etc that yall are looking for recs for (and it's something i will read) let me know because either i have read something that i can re-find for you, OR i will go and read fics until i find some recs for you lol (this goes for everyone fyi, not just catalogue lol)

also. i will never ever say no to someone rec'ing me fics back dskjfhdjfh if you have a fic rec i will devour it (if i havent already) (and even then i will probs reread it lol)

[faunandfloraas]

Aussie question time: when I find out an idol is American/Canadian, their image in my mind completely changes because now it’s like “Oh I know exactly who you are, I grew up with your type around me” there are subtleties that I’m going to understand that others might not. So with all that said, I’ve been curious about what that’s like (if you experience it) w the skz aussies (throw in a lily if you’re feeling it -v-) 🎤

this is wayyyyyy too long so I'm putting it under a read more- also disclaimer: i dont know these guys and these are just my opinions, dont take em too srs <3

Hmmmm... Well I guess I'll start with Felix- I've said it before a bunch but the whole "Felix is a tiny uwuw baby sweet summerchild who is just such a baby" etc. etc. has made me laugh from the get go- because Yep! he is incredibly sensitive and sweet natured and kind and he cries a lot- 100% that is true. Dont think I'm saying it's not. But like. He also grew up in western sydney, he grew up in a area that if you google it one of the first suggestions is "is it safe" but then at the same time he went to private catholic school im pretty sure. and i saw pics from back then that he'd posted back in the day of cool little felix with his gold watch and his fade and all his little homeboys looking rowdy on the train- I know that kid and while that kid can also be sweet and sensitive, he's not incapable and hes not a baby. Good recent example was when he went on that Jewel box show with the gay dudes and people were acting like he was *so uncomfortable* and sooooo out of his element and so this and so that- theres gay dudes all over sydney, there's gay dudes all over australian media- the idea felix couldnt handle that was simply laughable to me- but it kinda shows how many outside perceptions of him still very much fall into that vaguely infantalizing thing. Like when he was the one who was happy to go up to adam levine and dj snake in that skz talker while the other boys were much more shy? that didnt shock me at all. felix went to korea as a whole teenager laregly against his parent wishes- he's actually quite an outgoing and brave guy. Outgoing guys can still be sweeties, though- one doesn't negate the other.

One other aspect of Felix i think a lot of fans just gloss over but is easily noticeable by me is that he can kindaaaaaa be ... a lil bitchy? like he's never ever mean or cruel dont get me wrong- but he has a slight bitchy streak, he rolls his eyes AND he's actually much more sarcastic than people bring up? Again- he does it a lot with Chan and that doesnt shock me- they both are aussie boys, Chan will get it and I think Felix can very much be himself with Chan, he doesn't necessarily feel the need to put up an extra air of like... Sweetie boy-ness? bc when he calls chan a cunt on live chan just laughs and goes OI!! so yuh the main thing with felix is while i do think hes a little sweet guy, ive never from the get go had a hard time seeing him outside of that box, too. Also maybe that's a lil bit aussie humour slipping under the radar here or there 🤔

Chan to me from the get go too was pretty much like. Prototypical overachieving aussie Good Boy. Like, i had a drafted post i never posted bc it was too niche- but it was essentially about how he speaks about sports and the like, and it just said "We get it. You went to zone carnival" which was the sporting event that the kids who got gold or 1st place were sent to. If you went to zone, you were the Successful kid. I think these days most fans perceive him as... a bit of a goofy guy? but I have gone through the archives and i have seen the comments from people talking about how chans such a bad boy- thats shit is so funny to me bc you can show me every iteration of chan and I'd never, ever think he's a bad boy. Like he wishes he was a bad boy, he kinda cosplays a bad boy- even him referencing swearing bc of his australianess and shit over the years makes me giggle a little bc i feel like felix def 100% swears all the time but he doesnt like Smirk about it too much? he doesnt really bring it up? things like that stand out, it to me feels very like Oh yeah I'm this naughty Aussie boy who swears hehe and then all the australians are like ? Girl we all do huh lmao

Otherwise, I dont have as much to say about chan as i do about felix, funnily. Like idk people might perceive differently to me, but nothing too far off? I will say that given Chan's success and the fact he was seemingly a very well achieving kid too (maybe not debuting for such a long time is part of this) he is WAY more humble than I'd expect. Like not to besmirch Australian men but a lot of them can be really loud and cocky, especially the famous successful ones (any sport star) it's almost encouraged to be like that if you're a dude (but only to a certain degree, anything beyond a certain point and you'll be roasted lol) So I have to give credit where it's due and say that Chan *Seemingly does have a very good nature and I appreciate that about him! Its probably why I like him so much bc he actually very much doesn't give off those vibes- he doesn't seem like that overly macho cocky bloke I know very well. So that makes him good fun for me- he's very successful and he's confident and yet he doesn't activate any of my bitch instincts- thats impressive! I don't know him, so I'll never know for sure of course, i feel like i need to make that disclaimer but still I do believe he has a good heart, and he tries so hard! and I appreciate that.

Lily is weirdly like Chan. like she's hilariously like chan tbh- I wonder how they really get along sometimes bc I feel like they might look at each other and be like Hm... we the same............ ? Lmao I will say though, lily is a bit out of pocket and half of that I believe is her personality but half of it is just.... I think she's just australian 😭 like i cant lie you get me as a teenager to early 20 something and put me on a live and I can promise I would be saying as much ?? shit. Like, I do think Australians are a little loud and not necessarily always.... tactful (again Not everyone, but yk.) lily certainly fits that bill to a T. I appreciate that regardless of her idolhood she does still say things that maybe she shouldn't, she shrugs off a shoplifting confession, she says she'd murder someone if she had to, she bought and wore a shirt that fans quickly tracked down and found out all the proceeds were going to Palestine- she would have known what that suggested. she clearly had this goal of being an idol since she was a baby, like literal baby but she hasn't sacrificed her broader personality, even the parts that could potentially be off-putting to those idol fans that expect perfection and nothing else. I appreciate that in her! and I hope she never loses her little weird girl spark bc it does make her very dynamic! Her slightly gruff aussie girlness is very fun for me to see in the idolsphere bc it def feels out of place, but in a refreshing way...

so yeah. Idk if this was sensical, I was making dinner so I put my phone down a bunch and it's probably disjointed but thats my opinion... my thoughts, my ideas! Idk my take on them. Thanks for asking 🫡

[bloodsadx]

even the years that i retroactively have viewed as the most useless of my life have paid off. ive met and befriended many of my heroes from when i was down bad and doing nothing. however in spite of this any time im down im still like. well. i guess im going to jump into the fargo life size human mulcher and deboner (in order to become less full of blood). anyway every time im in an uber with my buddy anne she says the word transexual minimum like 6 times no matter what the vibe of the driver is and last night the uber driver told us to try the following pick up lines (which he called “jaw droppers”): when a girl asks your favorite food, say that “[you] don’t care about stuff like that, [you] want to get to know the flavor of [her] taste buds.” he insisted she’s never heard some shit like this before, so she’ll either like it and you’ll start making out, or if she’s “a more polite woman” she will be like ok ok, and at that point you say “i’m not trying to nourish your body, i’m trying to enrich your soul.” he said that you say that, this being the “jaw dropper,” and then you “can shove your tongue down her throat.” well me and my buddy anne were losing our minds in this uber. and then she started saying the word transsexual to refer to her previous partners and the guy became strictly quiet. well anyway. the moral of the post is, if you walk around a lot, you notice more stuff. i’ve been walking about 10-15 miles a day for the past few weeks and something i’ve been noticing a lot is one specific sticker around portland which ive seen i think sincerely about 300 different places in the past week. and i’ve been walking some really not well trodden, very annoying routes, and this guy has been putting stickers up in some really strange and not even particularly visible spots. and the thing is, i kind of don’t even like this guy’s sticker, but i do really like seeing it, so i really respect that guy. and last night i made direct eye contact with a guy as he put down a slice of pizza and took out a paint marker to write on a trash can. me personally if i made direct eye contact with someone as i was about to write on a trash can i would probably not do that.

i’ve been making draft posts like this when i get home from a long walk and then not posting them nearly explicitly because i don’t want a bunch of people to read them. sometimes i let one fly and it does get like a hundred notes and i just get pissed off. a few months ago i got so mad about something i kept hitting the ground with sticks as hard as possible and trying to suplex trees and victorian house porch support beams at my friends houses. not to test my strength but rather to feel completely indignantly impotent and to feel myself fail against the weight of the world. i got into a bad car crash and have been disallowed by the weight of the world from driving endlessly and aimlessly through the country and instead have endlessly and aimlessly wandered by foot through a place i have lived in for 3 years but only recently have come to feel like i have any knowledge of. so its hard to say which years are more useless. the years where i was doing stuff people gave a fuck about or the years where i was doing stuff that hurt my legs and feet and i saw more stuff? well at the end of the day i suppose nobody can say for sure…after all, on the internet, nobody knows i’m a seaman.

[lovedrruunk]

'Mango Letters ♡⸝⸝💌⊹˖➴

Venture (Overwatch) x GN Reader

[Established Relationship!]

Authors note!!!; DID U MISS MEEE??? also...IM SO SORRYYY!!!! BUT I THINK IM JUST GONNA START WRITING WHAT I WANT :((( i realized im sososo bad with requests like genuinely ughhhh!! Ill def do some every now and then tho! Anyways im just clearing out my drafts cuz I’ve come to the realization that this is literally tumblr and my posts don’t have to be perfect lmao, enjoy!!

75 days 18 hours 46 minutes and 3 seconds. That's how long it had been since you've seen your partner Sloan. Being with them you knew how devoted they were to their work and how much it required them to travel but on pretty days like this one when the weathers just right and the flowers are in full bloom and the sunset is the perfect hue of orange, you couldn't help but wish they were by your side.

And although they were thousands of miles away they always made sure to send you physical manifestations of their love.

Through love letters of course!!!

It had been a tradition ever since they had started going on longer expeditions for them to send you things in the mail. So there in your shared closet in a cute little shoebox on the top shelf, laid all their feelings on coffee stained papers. Little crystals the same color as your eyes, maps with all the places they wanted to take you, polaroids of them doing silly faces, and your favorite part, the sweet scent of mango that came with it all.

And so although they weren't by your side, their feelings were. Their longing, their excitement, their thoughts, all in the palm of your hands covered in all types stickers and doodles.

Sitting outside on the porch of your shared home enjoying the calm breeze you smile holding the most recent letter delivered. Inhaling deeply catching the hints of mango as you carefully open it.

Dear Beloved,

It's been so looong!!! I can feel myself aging without you! Hope this letter finds you well! Notice how I used "beloved"? Fancy huh? Arn't I just the most romantic partner ever? (don't answer that.) This is my fifth time trying to write this and it's annoying the crew so this is my last chance before they jump me... It's just so hard y'know!? It has to be perfect. Perfect for you. Is that cringe? That was cringe sorry! I miss you lots and I think about you all the time... You'd love Petra! A camel ate my shemagh... but It's whatever. I'll buy a new one tomorrow, I'll get one for you too so don't worry! Now that I'm thinking about it the days seem to be going by pretty slow and I'm not sure if I like it much. Like I said I miss you a lot and it stinks being away from you for this long. Can't you just book a flight over here? Can't you do that for me pretty pleaseee? That's ridiculous? Okay just say you hate me and never want me to come back, just say you don't love me at all and want me to get stuck in a cave foreva. Just kidding! or am I?... (I am! >ᴗ<)

I like to imagine you’re missing me really bad counting down the seconds till I get back, which by the way I am too so don’t feel the need to deny it! I can see it now… You all shriveled up like a raisin crawling on the floor going “sloannn… sloannnn…” because of how bad you miss me hehe. Just kidding again! It’s probably the opposite let’s be real… I’m going insane without you seriously, I started talking to the hieroglyphics yesterday and the crew even caught me tasting some rocks earlier (sos!!!!)

But speaking of, they’re rushing me to “turn the lights off already” what a bunch of buzzkills ammarite? Promise to show up in my dreams okay? Who am I kidding, you’re always there regardless. Sweet dreams ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡

p.s they really wanna meet you!

p.p.s take care okay? I’ll be home before you know it!!!

Yours truly,

(so romantic!!!)

“(๑´>᎑<)~*”

[tikus-library]

"Books to Bread"

Night Hunter AU

Characters: Walter Marshall x Reader

Posted: Feb 10th

WARNINGS: none?

A/N: Have a draft dump. I want to do more for this, but life is a bit chaotic rn. I haven't posted in a minute, so this is one of my many hidden drafts. I did attempt to edit but 🤷‍♀️

Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.

**Please Do Not Repost or 'Fix' My Work**

It was hard to miss the guy.

Definitely over six foot, dark unruly curls framing a serious face with a thick beard, thick dark brows drawn down as a scowl marred his lips. Nice lips, you thought, eyes raking over his tall muscular form. No better than a man, you scolded yourself with a smirk.

You shifted, careful not to draw attention to yourself as the other women in the book shop didn't even try to hide the way they ogled him.

In the town of Port Tenebris there weren't many that looked like him and plenty more women ready to welcome him. You had heard there had been a recent new body that had moved into town, ex-detective, if gossip was right…

“I've read that one.”

You jumped at the low smooth voice that came from beside you and looked over and then up… and up again till you met deep vibrant blue eyes. You swallowed as he reached out with one thick arm, fingers catching your elbow as he offered you a smile in apology.

“I didn't mean to surprise you…?”

The way he lifted an eyebrow meant he was asking for your name, instead you looked down at the book in your hands, “into romance?” You asked instead.

He held the smile, “not ashamed of it,” he answered, “and that one is actually more of a forensic thriller.”

You narrowed your eyes at him as he offered you a quick tilt of his head and a smile before going back to looking at the books in front of you. “It's a romance,” you stated.

He flipped through the book in his hands, it looked tiny, he shrugged without looking at you. He had of course seen you enter the bookstore, not that he had been following, no. He had most definitely not followed you from the tiny diner where you had verbally assaulted a jackass of a man that had been handsy with the young waitress there.

He simply wanted to get your name. Maybe your phone number… how did he do this again?

“It's a romance,” you said again. “I have every book by Billie Martinez, she writes romance.”

“I mean,” he shrugged again, suppressing the smirk that itched to fight its way to his lips, out the corner of his eye he saw you turn to him and scowl. This was something, ever since he'd stepped foot in this little Port every woman had given him the look, it had been amusing at first.

“Explain.”

He coughed to hide the short laugh that escaped him, “she hides it under the romance, but, when you read it you'll understand. You'll also want to slap the shit out of the male lead.”

You looked down at the book in your hands, he let his eyes wander to your curvy waist, “maybe… I shouldn't get it” you mused, thinking of the man at the Cafe you had laid into, “I think I've had my fair share of irritating men for the day.” He made a noise that had you looking up in time to catch his tongue flick out over his bottom lip, eyes jerking up to meet your gaze.

Had he…? No.

He cleared his throat, “fair,” it was all he could think of and watched as you started to put the book back, “but I could pay for it and then you'll not regret leaving it behind.”

You sighed, this conversation had already gone on longer than you had wanted. You had purposefully been attempting to avoid talking to him as conversations with others always seemed to go awry. In a weird way. You supposed it was your fault, no one else had that problem really.

“No, no need to buy me a book when you don't even know me.”

“Walter.”

You took a small step back, a little confused.

“Walter Marshall, Im… th-thats my name,” he smiled awkwardly, turning to you and shoving a hand into his pocket. “I started work in the Bakery in town? Owned by Kate and her husband? Uh, they offered me a job there… Now I'm not a stranger.”

You nodded, fingers tapping at the book's spine, before letting your arm drop to your side. “Nice to meet you Walter Marshall, who works in the bakery owned by Kate and her husband. I should be going.”

He had struck out yet again. Sighing heavily as you stepped away and made for the front of the store. He snatched the book up and hurried after you, eyes falling on your ass, before he rolled them scolding himself silently.

“Please, no name, let me buy you the book then. You collect her books and it'll be incomplete.”

You pulled away from him, studying him warily.

He knew that kind of look and took a step back. “I'll leave you alone,” he hummed, turning away, he shouldn't have pushed. Maybe you had moved here to hide yourself, he understood that.

“Alright,” he heard you sigh and turned around quickly. “But don't complain if I come down to find you at the bakery and yell at you there about the dumb male lead.”

Walter grinned, “you won't hear a complaint from me.” He watched you tilt your head to the side, enjoying how easily he could read your thoughts clear in your expression. “I'll even treat you to something I've baked.” Your eyes jumped back to his face, something he decided he wanted right then and there. To have your full and complete attention. “To apologize for dumb males that is.”

You snickered, eyes lighting up, “then I hope you are a baker of delicious sweets and golden bread!”

He almost forgot to breathe as your eyes scrunched up beautifully as you laughed. “You'll fall in love with my bread and butter,” Walter flashed you a toothy grin as he led you to pay for the book, “plus, this is essential to the series. You can't miss out on this book.”

“Oh, no! Then absolutely buy it.”

You followed along, noting the pairs of eyes tracking the two of you. There would be gossip and questions, a little inconvenient but nothing you couldn't handle. He thanked the cashier who nodded wordlessly and stepped towards the door where he paused, dragging a pen out of his pocket and scribbling on the receipt, tucking it into the cover of the book.

“In case the bakery is closed and you want to yell at me.”

You felt your neck heat, he wrote in all capitals, clear and neat. He crossed his sevens, huh. “No promises.”

*

Walter scowled at his phone, yet was quick to flick the screen and scan the words there blearily. It was past three am and he was due up in an hour to begin baking.. right. He was a baker now.

Unknown: I love thick slices of warm bread with butter that melts beautifully.

Unknown: He deserves to be run over…. Multiple times.

Unknown: what an idiot. He let her walk away?!

He sat up and smiled.

WM: I did warn you, suppose I owe you bread.

Unknown: Y/N

WM: ?? Uhh, which character?

Unknown: my name is Y/N

Walter woke up fully.

WM: nice to meet you Y/N.

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[vaultedoverthehorse]

CherryCola fic inspired by @damthosefandoms ‘s post!!! this is my first time ever writing a fic, so any advice is appreciated!!

Cherry Valance was sitting and watching the sunset from the perch by her window. Her gaze lingered on the way the leaves seemed to look gold as the beams of light hit them. Ponyboy Curtis would have loved this if he was here. In her opinion, this was the best spot to see the sunset in the entirety of Tulsa.

She liked to sit up here and think. She usually does so when she’s overwhelmed, but recently this has been her only solace. With the war overseas, she feels as if all the peace in her life has been uprooted. Boys from her city were being sent over there to…she doesn’t like to think about it. She’s seen the families morning lost brothers and sons. It makes her feel sick.

A soft tap at her door snapped her out of her thoughts. Cherry turned as the door opened, revealing her mother. There was a package in her hands.

“Darling, someone sent this to you. Someone named Sodapop..?” Her mother said, her voice light and cautious, yet slightly judgmental.

Cherry felt her breath catch as she heard his name. Why was he writing to her? She remembered briefly overhearing that he was drafted, but she never expected him to send her of all people a package. Why wouldn’t this go to his brothers? Her heart started racing uncontrollably. That was a feeling she hasn’t felt since her sophomore year of high school.

“Sherry, do you know him?” Her mother asks. There’s a slight tone of distaste in her voice - which makes sense for her, as she disliked the idea of her daughter being with a greaser.

“Oh, sort of. I mean, he was a classmate.” Cherry brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “I never really talked to him much.” She dreaded the way her mother spoke, and the way she looked at her. The disapproval was evident.

Her mother looked at her with a suspicious glint in her eyes. “Alright, well…I’ll just leave this here.” Her mother placed the small box on Cherry’s dresser and sent her daughter another look before leaving. Cherry understood why she wouldn’t believe her - she hardly believed it herself. Why would he want to send her something?

She just sat for a moment. She wasn’t upset like she should be - why is a greaser writing to a soc girl? - instead, she felt more confused and…longing, almost. Finally she gathered the courage to stand up.

She carefully crossed the room and took the package into her hands. It was slightly heavier than she expected. What could be in here? She sat on her bed, keeping it on her lap for a long moment. She just stared at it, a million thoughts racing through her brain. Almost too many to decipher.

Finally, with the dying light cascading through her window, she opened the box. Inside was a folded piece of paper and a small Bible. The sunlight caused the gilded pages of the book to shine. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she questioned again why she wouldn’t believe be sent this. She pulled out the piece of paper, carefully unfolding it. She scanned the words quickly, taking in the shaky handwriting - which made her smile, as she recognized it immediately as his - before she started to read.

Cherry,

Hey, how ya been?. I bet youre shocked. Im shocked too. I said id never write to someone again, at least till I knew I was heading home. But I saw something out here that reminded me of you. I put it in the Bible to keep it safe so you could see it. It really kept me going out here when it was really bad. I get why ya dont like fights now. Theres no point to all this. It’s just pain and hurt for no reason. Back in Tulsa things were simpler and fights didnt mean much. Now its just plain bad. I miss being a kid. I miss first grade before all this mattered because I knew you. I miss you Cherry. Ive missed you for a while, not just while Im here. I miss you helping me with school and me drawing you horses. I just wanted that again. I found myself looking for traces of you everywhere. Even in Tulsa girls. Theres a nurse here who reminds me of you. Shes the nicest one.

Dont tell my brothers or anyone I wrote to you. I havent been able to send them anything for a while because I dont wanna give them hope. I love them too much for that, ya know? And I wouldnt put you through this either but you get it. You know it dont mean im okay. I just wanted you know how much youve helped me since i met ya. I dont know you well these days but you mean a lot to me. I hope if I come back I can see you again.

Sodapop Curtis

Cherry felt a lump in her throat as she held the letter in her hands. Soda…he may not know how to write correctly, but he sure did know how to express what he wanted to. She reread the letter, wiping her eyes while she did so. The paper felt comforting in her hands. Like she was holding a piece of him.

Gently folding the letter back up, she placed to the side so she could grab the small Bible. Holding it carefully, as if it were a baby, she flipped through until she saw what he sent her. Between its pages was a small, pressed cherry blossom.

Seeing that, she couldn’t help it any longer. She sobbed into her hands, mourning a boy who wasn’t even dead yet. She remembered their childhood. He was the first boy she’s ever liked. Even when she was dating other boys, she left a space in her heart for him. Now he’s so far away, he’s scared, and he’s alone. Cherry just wants to bring him home, but she can’t. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t reach across the sea and carry him back to his brothers. To her. She feels helpless. She ran her hands along the page of the Bible, scared to touch the flower in fear of hurting it.

Cherry wishes she would have told him how she felt. Told him that she’d have run away with him had he asked, that he’s not crazy, that he used to brighten her day. Her parents would disown her, but she doesn’t care anymore. She could’ve told him that day in the lot before the rumble, but she talked herself out of it. And now it may be too late. Why could’ve she have just been brave?

Drying her eyes with her sleeve, Cherry gathered up the gifts from Soda and walked over to her dresser. She pushed through the socks in one of her draws until she could see the bottom. She placed the Bible and the letter right next to a small drawing of a horse that she’s had since she was six. Nobody else knows who it’s from. Her friends assume it’s something Bob gifted her when they were younger, and she hasn’t corrected them.

Cherry closed the draw after making sure the items were hidden. She sent one last look out her window, catching the final moments of the sunset. That’s when she made up her mind. She’d write him tomorrow. If he could send her a present in the midst of him fighting a war, she could send him something from her peaceful little home in Oklahoma. She could remind him of home.

[bonefall]

Better Bones AU Masterpost

Last Update: 8/23/23, Version 1.0

"What is the Better Bones AU?"

I'm so glad you asked, convenient question-speaker!

Better Bones (BB) is a full-series rewrite project that seeks to have a more conclusive stance on anti-authoritarianism, revamp the bonds and beliefs of individual characters to make more interesting drama and politics, and overhaul the progression of morality and history throughout the timeline to make the society of the Clans into a living, changing culture.

To do that, we've got 5 goals;

Fix the tangled family tree and give it clearer rules, expanding on kinship between cats while not neglecting friendships

Make the environment accurate to northwestern England, including education on how different biomes are managed and lists of local flora and fauna, to understand how environment has impacted Clan culture.

Build out technology by giving the Clans tool use and food preparation, additional traditions and customs, their own language, and medicinal treatment guides from sniffles up to HRT.

Change the themes of canon by addressing its problematic elements, giving the cats consistent politics and making the narrative conclusively anti-authoritarian.

Be cool as fuck, with wilder deaths, more clanborn villains, bloodier battles, and even MORE complicated innerClan drama

BB is told in notes and outlines, with the "end point" being a full skeleton for the entire series complete with chapter-by-chapter notes, which anyone would be able to write out fully, just as if they were a ghostwriter being handed a draft.

This project is open-source. I encourage you to take any inspiration from this AU that you'd like, or use the Clan culture expansions for your own projects. They don't HAVE to be warriors-related, we have a few folks who like to apply parts of this project to Rainworld! Go bananas.

I only ask that you don't steal any drawn art (as seen in the fanart, character summaries, and culture expansions) to pass it off as your own. Please respect the contributions of these artists.

"Boy howdy! Where do I start?"

WOWZERS another perfectly timed question I'm proud of you

HISTORY LESSON. This is a "brief" summary of the ENTIRE history of BB, breaking down each block of history into Periods, divided into Eras. It sprawls from the founding to the most recently completed arc. NOTE: BB does not cover arcs until they are complete. ASC has not been completed at the time of this post.

Character Summaries Every character gets a redesign and a summary, covering who they are, their role in the story, and their connections to everyone around them. NOTE: You are encouraged to put your own spin on the designs if you'd like! I do not design with genetic accuracy or MAP-friendliness in mind, so you have my blessing to alter them or request a modification for an animation.

Clan Culture Expansions Crafts, Herb Guides, the flora and fauna they encounter on a regular basis, and the Clanmew conlanguage is all in here.

Family Tree Overhauls This is almost done i swear

Fragment Bin This is where I'm going to eventually be putting everything still "WIP" material. I call these "fragments" because the full story isn't planned yet, but I talk about the little 'pieces' that I want to shuffle around. If you're new around here, basically I just sorta babble about a wishlist and then work through it with ask/reply suggestions.

FAQ I'll need this too at some point im sure

[epickiya722]

Can I ask your opinions on these? For me, I disagree with both but what about you :

https://www.tumblr.com/punkeropercyjackson/757527121622155264/bakugou-couldve-slayed-so-hard-if-only-horikoshi?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/ilovereadingandstuff/758017636895522816/im-sorry-but-this-is-so-true-izuku-darling?source=share

Yes, you may, Anon!

Simple answer, I disagree heavily with both of these opinions.

For the first one, it just makes no sense to me.

"Actual consequences"? What actual consequences does a teenager need to have exactly? The most a teenager should suffer from to learn from their mistakes is what Bakugou went through. Heck, he suffered through even worse than your average teenager! You're telling me...

Getting into a class that first doesn't even like you, realizing you're not hot shit when you get into said class, chained down and muzzled on live television, kidnapped by villains, failing your licensing exam...

Isn't punishment enough? Bakugou needed to put in an environment surrounded by people who actually would have made him realize how wrong he was in the past.

When people be like "he deserves actual consequences", those same people then end up saying those actual consequences is him being expelled or worse. How can Bakugou learn and be better if he's dead?

And then in that post they pretty much bash Uraraka and Midoriya and saying they do nothing for Bakugou's story and saying Kirishima and Jiro would. Midoriya is the most prominent reason as to why Bakugou changed as a character. To say he did nothing for Bakugou's character is something I never thought I ever see, but I'm not surprised. Lately, it seems that certain shippers of a ship that starts with a K and I don't mean Kacchako or KamiBaku been coming out the woodwork again with their bullshit.

While, yes, Kirishima does something for Bakugou's character, it isn't as big as an impact as Midoriya would be. Midoriya is even the one to tell Kirishima to reach out Bakugou, so does that say about their relationship?

And Jiro? I say this with love for my Rockstar baby girl, but Jiro is the LAST girl in that class that should impact Bakugou's character at all. This is the same girl who will sometimes attack Kaminari. Granted, sometimes Kaminari does need someone to go "Whoa, hold on now". But there are times Jiro herself is unnecessarily mean to him, example being making fun of how he goes dumb whenever he overused his quirk.

I'm sorry, people will drag Bakugou through the mud for being mean to Midoriya, but don't have that energy for Jiro. I had someone, kid you not, tell me that Jiro being mean to Kaminari is consensual on Kaminari's part... HOW?! So her threatening him with her quirk after he tries to hype her up is consensual?! He looked frightened!

Again, Horikoshi would not have cooked with making Jiro in the place of Uraraka when it comes to Bakugou. Which makes no sense because it's not like Uraraka is trying to be besties with Bakugou! She literally has her own arc to deal with! So, why is OP of that post trying to make a competiton between the girls when there's no competition??

It felt out of nowhere to me to come at Uraraka and Kacchako. Like, what my girl do?

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That second one... oooh, boy. People still trying to drag the ending.

Well, guess what I recently learned? So we all know that the second movie was going to be the OG ending to the manga, but Horikoshi scrapped it and gave us a better one. Trust me, it is better than what I'm about to tell you.

So, I don't know how true this is, but I read that the original draft for the ending had Midoriya pass OFA to Bakugou (as he done in the movie), he never gets it back, and Bakugou goes on to fight AFO and Shigaraki and become the number one Hero. Meanwhile, Midoriya is just there...

Horikoshi decided that the concept of that ending, at least some of it, could go to the second movie. Great decision honestly.

Say what you want, but I do prefer the ending we got and it's a damn shame people are still trying to say Midoriya didn't learn anything and even now compare him to Togata and Knuckleduster.

Knuckleduster was still a Pro Hero with his quirk in his younger years. They must have forgotten that the man became a vigilante to find his daughter. Otherwise, had nothing happen, Iwao would have went into retirement and called it a day. If Lemillion didn't need his quirk to fight Overhaul, who doesn't have combat skills let's be real Overhaul ain't have no hands, then how come Lemillion didn't continue to try to be a Hero without a quirk? Right, right. Because he still needed one.

"He didn't do anything until his friends gave him a handout! He is still the same loser!"

Ah, WRONG!! They must have forgotten that Midoriya wasn't that confident in himself in the beginning. They must have forgotten Midoriya had firsthand experiences with villains and learned from them.

Midoriya isn't the same person he was in chapter one. Hell, small things will show that. In middle school, he barely could raise his hand. In UA? He is nearly standing out his seat to answer a question!

If Midoriya didn't learn anything then how come he became a teacher? Because if Midoriya was so hung up on not becoming a Pro Hero/not learn anything, he wouldn't pursue any career at all. It's not like he settled. He may have attended UA, but he would have still work hard to be a teacher there.

If he didn't learn anything, then how come he was able to encourage Dai to pursue his dream?

To call him a "loser" makes no sense because being a teacher at one of the most prestigious schools in Japan and still get recognized by people doesn't sound like being a loser to me.

Midoriya did become a hero. He, as a teacher, is a hero to those kids. He motivated one kid to pursue his dream. In his teen years, he fought in several major fights and became a hero to those who he saved.

Who said that Midoriya just stops working out? That Midoriya? Are we sure we're talking about the same Midoriya who definitely would keep up a workout schedule even after losing a quirk? I don't think that person actually knows Midoriya as well as they think they do.

They must have forgotten that Midoriya actually knows hand to hand combat so you cannot tell me during those eight years he bodies several purse snatchers.

Just because he has no quirk didn't mean he stopped being productive. He literally has a degree under his belt now. DOES THAT SOUND LIKE SOMEONE WHO ISN'T PRODUCTIVE?!

Midoriya didn't "give up" on anything. People must have forgotten what kind of society these characters live in. People may appreciated Midoriya and the others saving them but they're still judgmental. Midoriya pursing a PRO Hero career would have been harder for him because even though he would have support from his friends there would still have been others like overseers for exams to negate that.

Also, they would have to work out how to allow people with no quirk to become actual Pro Heroes. Especially, when quirks continue to evolve and get more dangerous. They would become very cautious of that.

So Midoriya, being the productive guy that he is (no sarcasm), did go on to do something with his life. In fact, him going onto being a Quirkless Hero will do a lot for Quirkless people. Yeah, his friends helped him with getting gear but it's not like he asked for it or he's not going to be thankful and work for it. He didn't wait on them to give him a handout. How could he if he actually didn't know about it?! How do you wait on something you don't even have a clue about?! Someone explain to me how!

Midoriya is only 25. He still has a lot of time to become a top tier hero... if he wanted. People forget Midoriya didn't care to be a popular hero. He just wanted to be a Hero. "But he wanted to be like All Might!" Who, yes, was popular so Midoriya is going to be like him and guess what? He does!

Midoriya ends accomplishing his goal of being like All Might, his hero.

It actually makes me want to throw up that people drag Midoriya for getting gear but are shush mouth about All Might using gear in his late 50s to fight AFO. Like, they act like having gear handed to you is so bad so where's that energy for All Might?

Him being Quirkless and a Pro Hero will show other Quirkless people who want to be a Hero that they don't have to not be vigilantes/hide in the shadows to do good. Him having the relationship he does with his friends will also show others with quirks that they can be better and support Quirkless people.

Simply put, they can be heroes for each other.

I think whoever wrote that post missed the point that a hero isn't someone who has a quirk, puts on a cape and flies around. You don't have to have a quirk to save anybody. You just have to be there for somebody and help them have hope.

Almost everyone in this story was a hero for someone. Yes, that would include villains. Tomura was a hero for the villains. He wasn't just some leader.

Maybe it's just me, but I feel like people are being unfair to Midoriya. Scratch that. They always been unfair to Midoriya.

People will be like "I adore Midoriya" but I don't think so. I think you adore the Midoriya you conjured up in your head.

"He should have kept OFA!" No, the fuck he should not! OFA was a curse disguised as a blessing.

"He's still the same loser!" HOW?! He has a job, he does still have his friends, he was still considered a hero, he thinks better of himself now.

If one reads the last chapter with their eyes, they could see Midoriya already felt he accomplished his goal in being a Hero. He just decided to encourage others to reach their dreams.

I'm sorry, but a good 75% of this fandom just don't like Midoriya and if they do, they like whatever fanon version they came up with in their head.