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thepitlanepress · 4 months ago

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WHERE THE TRUTH HIDES [4] –

↳ lando norris + singer!piastri!reader

⌗ :: masterlist

⌗ :: a/n: look whats here!! pt threeeee !! sorry thats its lowkey messy, weirdly short and for the long wait ALSO pls ignore the spelling mistakes in some of the texts i was awfully sleep deprived when i made that 😭😭😭

⌗ :: pt1 ;; a bet not so bad ,, pt2 ;; sports car ,, pt3 ;; chaos

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f1gossipofficial y/n l/n and lando norris were caught in a compromising position at a london restaurant this weekend. is lando norris' bachelor era coming to an end?

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user1 WAR IS OVERRRRRRR

user2 im free im finally able to be happy again.

user3 a little weird that the paparazzi followed them into the restaurant

user4 when does the paparazzi ever respect boundaries tho

user5 how does oscar feel about this?

oscarpiastri not good.

user6 LMAOOO 😭😭 GWS

user6 they should've been the ones to announce it tho not some asshole stalker

user7 fr its another relationship foiled bc of a possible headline

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ynofficial well since its out now... its me and MY dork against the world ❤️❤️

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landonorris malfunctioning i can be honry on main now

oscarpiastri no you can not.

mclaren YOU CAN NOT????

user1 did u win at least in the karting?

ynofficial i did hehe 🤭🤭

landonorris shut up only because i let you

user2 never going to forgive the paparazzi for leaking this before they got to announce it

user3 lando is now entering his bf era and i am HERE FOR IT

oscarpiastri i just threw up a little

ynofficial oopsie daisies

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landonorris me and MY dork against the world ❤️❤️ i love you so much you freakshow <3

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user1 its the moment i've been waiting forr eeeeeeekk

user2 wait what??? when did this happen???

user3 are you new here?? its literally all we've been talking about for WEEKS

ynofficial love youuuuu

landonorris love you more ❤️

oscarpiastri i hate you both

user4 poor oscar is going to have to deal with their nonsense now 😭😭

user5 lando only posting them is my new fave thing.

user6 literally watch this lnfour and his jpg account turn into y/n fan accounts now

user7 i can feel the fan edits coming on

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ynofficial so i lied.... so close to what is out now oop-

i literally cannot express how excited i am to share this with you all !!!! its been my pet project over the last few years and possibly one of my fave albums ive ever written 🤭🤭🤭.

and before you start rumours.... some of them are about lando (the happy ones)

bye noww you'll never see me again....

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user1 DROPPING THIS RANDOMLY EXCUSE ME??? WHYYYY I WASNT READY

user2 im not okay rn

landonorris i should be the muse for all of your songs from now on

user3 im on the floor wtf is history of man y/n OH MY GOD 😭😭😭😭

user4 it is NOT about lando i refuse

oscarpiastri proud of you!! half the songs scarred me

ynofficial mwah osc !! we dont talk about those songs...

user5 fave album ever

user6 literally when are the tour tickets coming out?

user7 let her finish the one shes on now??? 😭😭😭😭

user8 MOTHER IS MOTHERINGGGG

user9 WDYM NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN???

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[ five weeks later there has been radio silence ]

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lando.jpg vacation timeee !!! shes so shdgsajds

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user1 lando this after five weeks of nothing on any of your accounts is diabolical

user2 sigh we're getting fed today...

user3 i love them omg omg omg

landonorris im actually a photographer.

ynofficial u did well baby

user4 SMASH OH MY GOD MOTHERRRRR

landonorris shes mine nuh uh

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lucijawriteswords · 7 months ago

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losing it | trevor zegras

summary: you and trevor have hit a rough patch recently, with covid and him being away and all, and everything comes to a head over his tournament.

warnings: 18+ SMUT!!! kissing, oral (m receiving). grossly emotional. some fluff. once again relatively tame. once again, unedited. apologies.

word count: 3.9k

A/N: hello hello! firstly, i cannot thank you all enough for your love. i’m absolutely floored. please, continue to let me know how you feel, who you want me to write about, what you want me to write about. it’s all for you anyways. for those of you who love whiny, obedient, indulgent hockey boys, this one is for you. for those of you who prefer the other kind: be patient with me. he’s on the way and he’s worth the wait. yes, the timelines probably don’t line up perfectly. yes, the logistics of everything are off. but you’re probably not here for that ;). i invite you to enjoy this little piece of me. until next time.

18+ below the cut

Z❤️: I don’t think u should come to the tourney

your entire body stilled as you read the message banner on the top of your phone screen. you had to be seeing things. your thumb was shaky as you moved it up to click on the notification. you blamed it on the train.

and there it was. you weren’t seeing things. trevor actually said you shouldn’t go to his tournament.

now, if it was any other tournament, you would’ve probably given in. said yes, settled for just seeing him on facetime. but this was his last time playing for the national team as a junior, a team he had grown up with, a team that was his family, and by extension, yours. you and trevor had been together for years, since you were both fifteen. his friends clowned you two endlessly for it, stating that there was no way it would work out in the big picture, that it was just a teenage thing, and it would end when you guys turned twenty.

you’d never even considered their words until now.

Y/N🌹: wdym?

awful answer, but you truly couldn't figure out what he meant. or rather, if he meant it.

Z❤️: Think I made it pretty clear when I said u shouldn’t come to the tourney. We have the whole covid bubble and I’m not gonna pretend its been sunshine and rainbows w us the past few weeks cause it hasnt

Y/N🌹: ok

Z❤️: Ok? U don’t care?

you scoffed.

Y/N🌹: i care trevor i just don’t wanna argue with you about this. ur obviously pretty convinced i shouldn’t be there so i’m not gonna try and change ur mind abt it

Z❤️: Ok then

Z❤️: I love you

Y/N🌹: i love you more. can we talk more a bit later?

read 4:13pm

you laughed bitterly, trying to ignore the tears stinging your eyes. the screen above the door signaled your stop and you stood, making your way off the train. the boston air was cold, seemingly clawing it’s way through your coat and hoodie and sinking it’s claws into your already wounded heart.

you felt tears, cold on your face. you wiped them away quickly, scolding yourself mentally. get over it, it’s not like he broke up with you. it’s just a tournament. he’ll have more tournaments in his life.

your hand, already cold, seemingly rattled as it pushed the door open to your apartment building. once you were in the elevator, your keys seemed to evade you, playing a game of hide and seek in your bag. huffing in annoyance, you slung the bag off your shoulder, setting it down on the floor of the elevator and rifling through the contents harshly. finally, you located the bastards, seizing them triumphantly, trying with every bit of your being to ignore the usa hockey keychain with his initials on the back. the elevator door ground it’s way open and you stepped out as quickly as possible, muttering to yourself, “hate that fuckin’ elevator.”

the aforementioned bastardized keys jingled loudly as you shoved the correct one into the lock. you twisted it, pushing the door open with your other hand before harshly removing the jesting hunk of metal and tossing it away. the metallic thud and halting of jingling as it landed somewhere was therapeutic to your aching mind.

as you flopped down onto the couch, you realized that all you wanted was to lay down and go to bed. so what if it was only 4:30? it was cold, dead winter in boston, your boyfriend wasn’t home, and you didn’t have anything to do because you didn’t have to pack anymore. you should’ve felt relief, right? no responsibilities, half a month without in person classes, no plane tickets and masks and new, scary airport rules, no name tags around your neck and no girls giggling and groaning right behind you over trevor. but you didn’t feel relief. you’d grown to love the chaos, to understand it and want it. hockey was one of the most important things in trevor’s life, and he was one of the most important things in yours, so hockey became integral to your life too. you learned the ins and outs, befriended his teammates, went to practices and sometimes even dryland, just to see him to what he loved.

it had changed a lot over the past year or so, with him being drafted and then covid. he wasn’t playing in california yet, so there was that, but it was at the forefront of his mind, and you could tell. that’s not to say he wasn’t finding success in college hockey, but his mind was obviously elsewhere. you’d never brought it up until a few weeks ago, when he was about to leave to enter the covid bubble for the juniors tournament. it was the night before he left when you finally brought it up.

two weeks ago

“hey z?”

he lifted his head from whatever he was looking at on his phone. “mhm?”

you walked over and sat down on the couch next to him. “i just want you to know that i’m here for you and you can talk to me.”

his face immediately screwed up and you felt your stomach drop. “what? why’re you saying that? did i do something wrong?” defensive.

you steadied yourself with an inhale. “no, but i just wanted to make sure you knew. i can tell there’s been a lot on your mind recently.”

he scoffed. “yeah, whatever.” his gaze returned to his phone.

“whatever? trevor, are you being serious?”

“yeah, y/n, i am.” he shot back, his gaze fiery as it collided with yours again. “ i’m fine, i don’t know what your deal is.”

“i never said you weren’t fine.”

“no, but you said i don’t seem focused.”

you furrowed your brow and shook your head, incredulous. “i did not say that. i said you seem like you have a lot on your mind.”

“same difference. what, am i not paying enough attention to you? am i playing poorly? what’s wrong with me now, y/n? what am i failing at? god, you’re stupid sometimes.”

you were stunned, jaw slack as you took in his words. you saw the recognition in his eyes, noticed the way his mouth opened to retract his words and offer a shitty apology, the way his torso rotated towards you and he held up a hand as an ask for forgiveness as he was about to defend himself.

your response was automatic.

“i don’t know why you’re asking what’s wrong with you now because, if i recall, and forgive me if i don’t because i’m so stupid, i’ve said jack shit to you about how much attention you give me or how you play. do you honestly think i care? news flash, i don’t. i don’t fucking care how you play! i don’t care if you don’t score, or get an assist, i wouldn’t fucking care if you didn’t put a single point up all season! because i care about you. i care about if you’re having fun and feeling proud of yourself for how hard you work. i love being able to do it all with you, trevor, but if you’re going to call me stupid for caring about you, i can definitely let you do it on your own.”

it was his turn to be floored.

after a pregnant pause filled with his confused eyes searching your face and your eyes almost letting go of their tears, his voice cut through. “you’re breaking up with me?” you weren’t imagining the tremble in his voice or the watering of his eyes.

“no, trevor, i’m not breaking up with you.” you sniffled, wiping under your eyes with the cuff of your hoodie. his hoodie. “i don’t think i could do that even if i wanted to. i’m just saying you don’t get to be mean to me-” your voice faltered, tears truly flowing now. you tried to keep your sobs inside, feeling the cushion you were on dip as trevor scooted over to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. you let go, cried into his chest, fingers clutching the back of his sweatshirt. you felt him crying too, the way his back shook and the wetness in the crook of your neck where his head was nestled. you shifted to be on top of him, legs straddling his, but there was nothing sexual about it. you just needed to be as close to him as you could be and you knew he needed you too.

trevor cried and cried and cried. you weren’t even hurt by what he said anymore. you’d known something was bugging him, that his mind wasn’t completely in it, but the way he cried- loud and hard and full of hurt- made you sad. it made you angry.

when you started to feel him twitch and hiccup, gasping for air in between sobs, barely getting air in, you knew your time in silence had ended. “baby, can you look at me?” he just squeezed you tighter and let out another sob into your neck. “honey, please.” he sniffled, reluctantly drawing his face away from your neck. your eyes filled with tears again at the sight of his face: lips and nose red and puffy, cheeks stained with tears, his eyes swollen and bloodshot. you brought your hands to cradle his head, thumbs swiping gently under his eyes. he melted into your touch.

“i’m sorry,” he whispered, so quiet and tearful you weren’t sure you heard it.

“thank you.” you whispered back, bringing your lips to his forehead and kissing it lightly.

“you’re not stupid. you’re the smartest person i know. i’m just-“ he took a deep breath, willing the tears away from his eyes. “just been really hard lately and i haven’t had an outlet. shouldn't have said that to you. i didn’t mean it.”

“i know, baby. i’m not mad. just wish you hadn’t said it. do you wanna talk?”

he nodded. “yeah, i wanna get it off my chest.”

“i’m listening.”

“i just don’t know if i’m good enough. i’m scared i’m not gonna make it in the league and i’m not gonna do well at worlds. i’m scared i’m gonna let the school team down, scared i’m not doing enough for you or that you’re gonna stop loving me. i don’t know,” he finished with a big sigh.

your eyes searched his face as you formulated an answer. “well, one thing i can promise you is that i’m not gonna stop loving you. and you’re doing more than enough. why do you think that i would stop loving you?”

“i dunno. i’m just in my head.”

“so get out,” you joked, trying to lighten the mood even the littlest bit.

a small smile made its way onto his face. “ha ha.”

“i’m serious, trev. i’m not going to stop loving you. nothing could make me. even if, somehow, life leads us separate ways- and i don’t think it will- i will always have love in my heart for you.”

he nodded with a sniffle, absorbing your words.

while he was in a talking mood, you decided to get the other one out of the way as well. “why’re you so concerned about hockey all of a sudden? you’ve been playing great here, your coaches at camps in california had nothing but good things to say. what’s up?”

“i’m not really sure. i guess i’m just in my head again. i compare myself to other players. like, jack went fucking first overall. he’s not even playing in the tournament because he’s in the nhl. and the guys that are coming, like coley and turcs, they both went above me in the draft. i just- i don’t know. i have the same training and experience and everything as those guys but i feel like i’ll underperform once we all get to the nhl.”

you just nodded, unable to find the right words. you knew how trevor was with hockey. he got in his head and convinced himself he wasn’t good enough even though he was beyond talented.

“i’m sorry,” was all you could muster.

he shakes his head, hair bouncing. “don’t be. not your fault.” a yawn breaks from his mouth.

“tired?” you hum, placing your head into the crook of his neck and shoulder, nuzzling into him. he lets his head fall sideways and rest on top of yours, his fingers lazily trailing up your sides. he hums an agreement and without another words carries you into the bedroom, sleepy apologies and ‘i love yous’ falling from both of your lips as you drift off.

now

breaking out of your reverie, you realized you were very cold. and your phone had stopped buzzing. standing up with creaky joints, you slipped your phone onto the wireless charger on the coffee table and flipped the heat up a couple degrees, padding into you and trevor’s shared bedroom to grab a sweatshirt.

tugging the garment over your head, you grabbed your favorite soft blanket from the end of the bed and made your way back to the couch to settle in and watch something.

a few minutes into your tv show, your phone screen lit up as it regained its charge, messages and snapchats pouring in.

from one person.

you almost broke the remote with how quickly you slammed the pause button, grabbing your phone with the charger still attached and clutching it tight, immediately opening you and trevor’s messages.

5:07pm

Z❤️: I can talk now if u wanted

Z❤️: Sorry to leave you on read we had a team meeting that I didn’t know about

Y/N🌹: it’s ok

Y/N🌹: should i call u?

Z❤️: Wait one sec

your brows furrowed.

Z❤️: Ok click on this

a banner appeared at the top of your screen from the wallet app:

New Boarding Pass from Southwest Airlines

your heart quite nearly fell out of your body. what kind of joke was he playing at?

Y/N🌹: trev r u serious

Y/N🌹: what kind of joke is this cause i’m not laughing

Z❤️: I’m going to explain everything rn

Y/N🌹: um hell yes you are

Z❤️: Rawr 🐱

despite yourself, a snort escaped your nose.

Y/N🌹: stop being funny and explain

Z❤️: During practice I just wasn’t playing well and a bunch of the guys were chirping me saying ‘how can you keep that bird if you can barely keep a puck’ and other bullshit like that and it just got under my skin

Y/N🌹: t don’t listen to them they’re full of shit

Y/N🌹: you know you’re talented

Z❤️: I know

Z❤️: I miss you so much

Y/N🌹: i miss you more

Y/N🌹: but i don’t understand the ticket. that’s not that bad of a chirp

Z❤️: I just really need you to be here and I’m sorry I didn’t realize it earlier

you smiled, your thumbs flying across the screen of your phone.

Y/N🌹: what airport do i fly into?

Z❤️: It’s all on the boarding pass baby just pack whatever you need for a few weeks cause u change outfits all the time and figure out a ride to the airport

Z❤️: I can order you an uber to the airport?

Y/N🌹: no baby that’s okay you’ve done way more than enough

Y/N🌹: trevor i love you so much

Z❤️: Im not tired I wanna keep talking to you

Z❤️: Can we ft while you pack?

Y/N🌹: you’re perfect

3 days later

the noises of the airport surrounded you as you made your way through the tunnel off the plane, your overfilled carryon and heavy backpack giving your back a run for its money.

waiting by the baggage claim was treacherous. your phone was going crazy in your hand.

Y/N🌹: just landed, waiting by baggage claim

Z❤️: Ok I am outside the baggage claim door

Z❤️: I have a hat and mask on so you might not recognize my wonderful hair or gorgeous face but i have this red and navy usa hky puffer thingy on

Y/N🌹: ur such a weirdo

Y/N🌹: who taught u the word puffer miss girly girl

Z❤️: Shush

Z❤️: Just get your bagggggggggg and come out here I miss you

you smiled at your phone and shut it off, looking at the spinning track, willing your bag to come out quickly.

you bounced impatiently on the balls of your feet as the gray suitcase made its way around, grabbing the handle excitedly and hauling it off the track as it got to you.

the wheels thrummed against the linoleum as you popped the handle up and scurried your way out the door, thanking the employee standing nearby.

the automatic doors squealed on their tracks as your suitcase wheels rattled over the concrete, turning as you exited the doors in a search for trevor. your eyes searched left and right for the navy and red puffer he said he’d be wearing, and when your eyes landed on him, your knees nearly buckled.

“trevor!” you shouted out excitedly, throwing a hand up in the air and waving at him, an unfiltered and toothy and real smile breaking onto your face.

you could practically see him smile even with the mask, walked him step quickly through people until he was clear, then break into a run the last few paces.

his chest collided with you in a bone crushing, devastating hug, a hug that said i’m sorry. i love you. please let me keep loving you. your arms wound around his back, hands digging into his jacket and you buried yourself into him.

“missed you so much, honey. i’m so sorry.” he murmured into your hair, pressing kisses onto your head through the mask.

you nodded, lifting your head from his chest, your eyes meeting. “let’s go to the car, yeah?” you nodded again, following him.

the streets and parking garage were near empty, a strange phenomenon around an airport. trevor’s grip on your hand was tight as he led you to the car, squeezing every now and again, like he couldn’t believe that you were there.

once your bags were in the car and you were sitting next to him in the passenger seat, the atmosphere between you changed drastically. tension shimmered between you two like hot air rising above the blacktop. his hand found its home on your thigh, drawing light circles, making you shiver.

his gaze strayed to you, eyes brimming with something that looked a lot like love, but more like want.

“how far is the hotel?” you breathed out, your true intentions on full display. and why wouldn’t they be?

“bout 45 minutes.” trevor responds, his hand simultaneously moving further up your thigh, nearing your clothed center. you squirmed, crossing your legs, leaning towards him.

“plenty of time, then.” you murmured as you moved your hands towards his zipper, towards what you wanted. you fiddled with the zipper tag, trailing your fingernails across the seam covering his bulge. “come on baby, don’t tease me.” he ground out, taking a turn a little to sharp when you scratched your nails down his denim clad thigh.

“or what, z? what’re you gonna do to me? gonna make me pay?” how you would love for him to make you pay.

he whined, the leather of the steering wheel groaning as his grip tightened. “please, baby. please. you’re killing me. i won’t make you pay, ill be so good when we get there, baby, ill do whatever you want.” he sputtered, turning off of the main road onto some side street away for the noise of an inner city airport.

a grin snaked onto your face, finally pulling his zipper down, almost salivating at the sight of this bulge of his pretty cock in his boxers. you shimmied his pants down, fingers digging into his rigid thighs, nails leaving crescent moons in the flesh. he huffed out something between a moan and a sob, head lolling to the side. “please, baby, please, just touch me. please, i’ll be good.”

“if you insist.” you cooed evilly, trailing a feather light fingertip over him through his boxers.

incredibly, finally, you took him in your hand, pumping him through his boxers, the soft fabric gliding along him, coaxing a moan from his pretty mouth.

trevor’s eyes, which had never strayed from the road, flared and his hips lifted pathetically in the air, searching for something, anything to relive the ache in his cock.

your core clenched around nothing at the sight of him, of his pathetic and desperate thrusts into the air, at how badly he needed your touch. he was quickly relieved of his boxers as you pushed them down, the fabric bunching around the hem of his pushed down pants. the car slowed to a stop, the noise of then turn signal and his ragged breathing almost comedic, almost shameful, but so, so right.

you looked up at him, the way his jaw clenched and his adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, trying to play the role of dedicated driver to the cars in the adjacent lanes. an evil grin clawed its way onto your face before you lifted him to your mouth, taking him deeply at once, groaning at the silky, hot skin, the heavy feel of him on your tongue.

"holy fuck-" the car stuttered forward before the brakes were slammed back on, causing his cock to lurch deeper into your mouth, a pathetic whine leaving trevor's lips as he brushed the back of your throat. you just hummed around him, bobbing your head and bracing yourself against the console as the car accelerated slowly into a turn.

a murmured comment of "thank god for tinted windows," or something of that sort, caused you to let a small laugh out of your nose, the muscles in your throat constricting around him. you heard his ragged pants and the sound of his head hitting the headrest as he undoubtedly threw it back.

"baby, i'm gonna lose it, you're killing me." he whined, raising his hips off the seat, the strong muscle of his thigh pushing into your chest.

you simply grinned around his delicious length, pushing your head down till your nose almost met the soft skin at his base before pulling almost all the way off of him, tracing your teeth along the prominent vein on the underside of his cock, featherlight and torturous at the same time.

"shit." trevor heaved a sigh, chest caving in as he fought the urge to let go.

you trailed your nails up the taut muscle of his thigh, fingers splaying to anchor yourself. you felt him harden like steel and twitch in your mouth; you could almost smell the release coming over him like a wave, savoring the way his hips rolled and stuttered and finally bucked up into your mouth as he let go with a whimpered "fuck."

you moaned around him, laving your tongue over his now shuddering cock, taking everything he would give you.

"holy shit. holy shit." he whispered, one hand coming down to your head to gently urge you off him, overstimulation crashing over him suddenly and and unbearably.

you just sat back up and licked your lips, drowning in his taste.

"just wait till we get back to the hotel," you chuckled, crossing your legs and turning the radio on.

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tuckboroughdays · 4 months ago

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⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ⏖ ’ CANON FACTS ABOUT PIPPIN (idk if its "canon" or "cannon" but anyway-) according to the books !!

+ reblog if you have things to add, i probably missed some infos :3

splashes water absolutely everywhere when he takes a bath + likes to sing while he does so (fotr, book 1, chap. 5)

in lothlorien, the fellowship had to cross a very complicated bridge (i don't remember what it was exactly, i think it was made of ropes or smth). he was the only one of the hobbits who managed it very well because "he was sure-footed" (fotr, book 2, chap. 6)

when he was kidnapped with Merry, the orcs whipped them to make them run + a plan was hatched to make orcs believe they had the Ring (he was imitating Gollum) + he had been wounded at his arm + when they managed to escape from them, he was the one who made decisions etc, he was the most lucid (ttt, book 1, chap. 2)

when he and Merry first arrived in Fangorn, it reminded him of a place in Tuckborough, the "Took House", where "the furniture hadn't been moved for generations" (because it was very stuffy and dark). nothing in this place mentionned "changed in a century, when the Old Took died" (ttt, book 3, chap. 3)

when they traveled with Treebeard, he tried to count Ent's steps but quickly lost track (ttt, book 3, chap. 3)

his first impression of Theoden King was that he was a "good old man, very polite" (ttt, book 3, chap. 8)

when he saw Gandalf for the first time since his "death" in Fangorn, the first thing the wizard told him was "get up, you fool of a Took ! where is Treebard, for god's sake ? i need to see him, quick !" (ttt, book 3, chap. 9)

one of the reasons he wanted to look in the Palantir was that he was frustrated that Gandalf took it from him without telling him anything, whithout any explanations or informations, even though "he was the one who picked it up." he talks abt it with Merry just before he looks into it (ttt, book 3, chap. 11)

when he looked into the Palantir and "talked" with Sauron, he felt as if he was being "pierced with knives" (ttt, book 3, chap. 11)

at Minas Tirith, he spent most of his days with Beregond (a knight of Gondor) and his son Bergil (rotk, book 1, chap. 1)

his father cultivates some lands around Whitwell, its near Tuckborough (rotk, book 1, chap. 1)

in march he said he was "almost 29", then his bday is probably in april (rotk, book 1, chap. 1)

he's smaller than a 10yo boy (Bergil is 5' and he's around 4') lol (book 1, chap. 1)

he had been smashed by a troll during the battle of the black gate. its Gimli who saved him. he recovered only one week later (which is a bit odd. wdym a troll fell on him and one week later he walks around like nothing happens) (rotk, book 5, chap. 10 + book 6, chap. 4)

just after the war, at the Cormallen fields, him and Merry were serving the kings during the feast (rotk, book 6, chap. 4)

when the hobbits came back to the Shire, Saruman had taken possession of their lands so there was a war, and it was Merry and Pippin who fought the most and lead the others (rotk, book 6, chap. 8)

he lived for some years with Merry in Crickhollow. they were very, very popular bc of their swords and height and all (i can understand, they are sexy af), some called them of "royal" (rotk, book 6, chap. 9)

PS : im sorry guys, my lotr books are in french, then all the quotes i wrote are note exactly the same as the original bc i translated it !!

kiss on ur hairy feet :3

#pippin took #peregrin took #pippinposting #hobbits #lotr #lord of the rings #pippin #lotr canon #merry brandybuck #meriadoc brandybuck

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sh1-n0bu · 10 months ago

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yknow what, im gonna say it

despite what most people/players say, genshins story and world building sucks ASS. the seven main nations are there yes and they all represent one thing or mainly representing one thing but isnt it weird how mondstadt, liyue and inazuma are very traditional fantasy themed with the whole super specific technology only the fantasy world has, the usual fantasy weapons, powers etc but then sumeru and natlan and BOOM! internet, dj, clubbing and all those advanced things are shown? isnt fontaine supposed to be the only technologically advanced nation out of the seven? dont even get me started on the whitewashing of sumeru and natlan characters/cast and the extremely racist undertones of the origin of hilichurls

edit: i was too angry when typing the first part that i forgot the main reason i wanted to ramble-

2) the traveler.

in the game/story/characters’ voicelines, the traveler is constantly alluded to be a witness to the change/shift of teyvat and its rebellion against the heavenly orders/celestia. even zhongli said it during his companion quest (i believe). okay cool, got it, the traveler is a witness— ay ay ay, why is there a backstory thing going on? wdym the traveler is meant to be a self-insert type of mc? you cant make a character a self-insert with a lore/backstory thing going on. you cant make a character a self-insert if they have a rich lore going on. make it clear already, is the traveler a self-insert AKA. stand in for us, the player? or are they meant to be their own character with story instead?

3) immortality/mortality

i dont know what it says on the chinese language dictionary but im pretty sure 500 year old survivor of kheanri’ah doesnt exactly translate to mortal, human, or hell, normal. idk man, i suck at math, but i think being cursed with immortality and living until ur 500 or smt years old makes you an immortal/inhuman

4) fatui harbingers

the MAIN reason i wanted to ramble in anger. from their very first introduction with la signora in mondstadt, you can already just feel that the fatui are a force that is feared all across the seven nations as both a diplomatic and military force. theyre elusive, sneaky, will not hesitate to get their hands dirty and their so called ‘diplomats’ (the harbingers) can and will step over the diplomatic boundaries to not only insult, but assault the archon of mondstadt. theyre a threat threat but now theyre just another laughing stock. if anything, they feel like a fucking circus.

at the introduction video of all the harbingers and the last act of sumeru archon quest, we are given the lore bomb that the first three fatui harbingers have a power to rival the GODS and had been quietly eluded that capitano had even defeated a god or two despite being a mere mortal. and that is terrifying, that is fear inducing. just the thought of a mere mortal like ourselves going tow to toe against gods is a terrifying thought itself and arlecchino has proven herself and set the bar even higher when she made an absolute fool out of the traveler during the fontaine archon quest. the next nation will have capitano, the strongest mortal, the first fatui harbinger, the man that could rival the gods and now ur telling us that he is not in fact a mortal man but yet another 500 year old khaenri’ah survivor? we get it hoyo, u love the number 500, but that makes him NOT a mere mortal doesnt it? and he basically got his ass handed to himself too. i am immensely disappointed

#nobu.nobu.chat #the fatui harbingers had so much potential man #i am so sad abt them #if capitano is done this dirty i am sad for how sandrone or columbina will be butchered

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randomidiocyncrazies · 2 months ago

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TBHX setting note 7

setting info on prominent media sources in the tbhx world. as always, lmk if i misinterpreted anything

LED ad on blimp: Owned by Treeman, they stream holo-ads of the heroes they manage as the blimp flies around in the city. LED ads at lightrail station: Under direct management of the Commission, this is the most influential media source in the city. FOMO: the biggest platform on sharing and searching for hero information. Allows users to upload and share information, and is currently the mobile app with the most users. FOCUS: Under DOS, FOCUS is a website that mainly does traditional news, and one of the biggest media conglomerates independent from the Commission.

News media in the world of heroes

Due to Trust Values, scientists have made great discoveries and contributions in the fields of AI, material sciences, energy conversion, and bioscience. At the same time, media has grown alongside these improvements. In Year 8, a research lab using breakthroughs in AI and material sciences invented holoscreen technology (全息屏), and DOS released a series of ads of their heroes for the Hero's Tournament with tremendous success. Other hero agencies soon followed suit, and the city entered its holotech era.

College student 阿扎 (Azak??? Zac) invented a new algorithm using AI tech and big data calculations, making the new social media platform FOMO.

As competition is fierce, the pricing for ads are steep. Every hero agency is motivated to look into new ways to advertise their heroes effectively. With the arrival of holo tech, the types of ads have exploded, and traditional printed media exist alongside new types of media.

Personal commentary/theories: It's interesting to me that FOCUS, the news agency that Liu Zhen was working for (an subsequently quit), has ties to DOS. This explains why he'd want his daughter to sign with the company since he probably knows people there, but from the way he quit I do wonder if he actually trusts the company and whether Queen joining DOS was a way for him to spy on the hero management side of things—he seems to care a lot about his kid, but he was also distrustful of hero society when he quit/convinced that there's a conspiracy going on that the heroes and/or their agencies were involved in. There's also the fact that FOCUS, a subsidiary of DOS, is "the biggest media conglomerate independent from the Commission" that feels funny to me—wdym independent? DOS is heavily implied to be in the Commission as one of the top hero agencies and is the parent company of FOCUS!

Also, this basically confirms FOMO is owned by 阿扎 (Zac). My guess is that he's the young man lounging on a giant beanbag in ep 4? We know Treeman Shang and MG Rock at this point, so FOMO's owner is down to the older guy with his back to the viewers with glasses (who is likely to be Mikey from DOS from the visuals of ep 9 preview) and him. With Liu Zhen's news agency that he worked at in Year 23 (almost 2 decades ago from L0's story in Year 41) being a subsidiary of DOS, it makes more sense that the older guy is DOS's CEO rather than the younger guy, so the young guy is most likely Zac / owner of FOMO by process of elimination.

EDIT: i skipped a character reading the text (眼大睇過龍 lol)—it's 阿扎, not 阿扎基! Changes have been made to correct the careless literal oversight

#tbhx #to be hero x #tbhx setting notes

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randomrosewrites · 3 months ago

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Book 4 re-write afterword 2/2

“So… you and Jade or you n’ Azul?” You turn around, blinking blearily at him. His gaze remains fixed on his screen. Maybe you misheard him. “Pardon?” Floyd giggles. “ Come on , I see the way you look at them. The way you act around them. It’s so lovey-dovey, it makes me cringe.”

Containing from this post.

Continuing from the last point: Azul's got such low self esteem that he doesn't believe he's attractive, nor does he believe that the twins would stick around him if he was anything other than his best.

(The twins do say this. Floyd mentions how if it's not fun, they'd dump Azul and go for the housewarden position, but when Azul overblotted, they didn't abandon him (as MC points out). They stayed and fought to bring him back. They care for eachother in their own way, even if they don't want to call eachother friends.)

By this point, Jade already knows he's going to use his unique magic to pry information out of Kalim. Azul's apprehension is because he's saying 'Really? Are you sure you want them to be there while you use your UM?'

The 'it' Jade refers to is Azul's perception of himself/ weight. Also his willingness to let others help him. The small sparks of romantic interest between him and the prefect is what allows him to give just a bit (as opposed to Jade, who he is close with but it's complicated).

This scene is inspired by the manga!

Another, brief comment about Jade's UM is that I changed it's ability from only being able to be used once per person > looses effectiveness the more he uses it on a person until it becomes unable to be used at all. Not story important I just decided to change it for funsies. Also Floyd's UM is wayyy too overpowered for Jade's not to match. Like wdym you can direct any magic away??? That's so powerful. Yes I know Floyd is very wishy washy generally but when it matters, he steps up.

In the game, Kalim refuses to tell Jade the name of the student who's controlling him. In my fic, Jade uses this to his advantage to force Kalim to reveal that it's Jamil (by refusing to say he wasn't the one responsible, he's basically confirming that it is Jamil).

Jamil knows about Jade's UM, hence his apprehension about him using it on Kalim.

No comments just ooohhh romantic fluff ahh

Aroace floyd my beloved. As someone who's ace (maybe? probably? Idk i'm not in a relationship rn and it's kinda been a huge question mark for two years) i wanted to portray a relationship in a non 'traditional' romantic sense (that is still, kinda, hopefully romantic and will become more in the future).

And that's it for the second part. It has a few moments I like but ultimately don't think it's my favorite. Now for the drama.

The Final Score - July 2024 to December 2024

In the middle of this, I started an internship at a dream company. I think you can tell by how long the time is between the chapters lol. I struggled a lot with finishing the last chapter tbh, I don't know why. I was so close to the finish line it was like my brain gave up.

But I persevered and finished, thankfully.

For anyone that's played Honkai Star Rail, this part was inspired by Rondo Across Countless Kalpas.

Not much to comment on this chapter to be honest. This part of Jamil using Azul to attack the MC was something I thought of early on, but reflecting on it, it might be a little too ooc. Oh well.

This entire argument with Azul was really tricky for me to write. I struggled with it for a long time before finding something that I liked. Its a build up from the start of the series.

Azul feels bad that he frightened the MC but it's a necessary evil in his mind. Something he has to do. Even though he shrugs and says 'well it had to be done' MC can still be upset with that.

Azul thinks caring for others is weak. He mocks ariel in his birthday vignette about how love made her act. He's started to care for the MC and that frightens him. So obviously, he doesn't want to be honest with how he's feeling and be upfront. So he tries to play it off, but when that pisses off the MC more he folds and gives into how he really feels.

It was a hard balance trying to make it obvious to the readers how he may be feeling without making it too much. I'm satisfied with what I finally came up with.

without spoiling anything, this takes inspiration from something that happens in book 7, LOL.

In the actual game, the twins change into their eel forms in a flash of light but I'm like...where do the clothes go...lol. A magic pocket dimension maybe...? lol

I wrote this scene when the twins eel cards came out on the JP server. It definitely inspired this scene. Love the eels.

This is Jade's last major important scene. They're ahead of Azul in the fact that he knows what he wants and MC is on better terms with him than Azul. and Jade's not talking about romance necessarily, just wanting to spend more time with MC. Like how all good natured people who might have a romantic interest in each other act (minus the drama those two have been in during book 3). He's definitely leaning more towards flirty in their interactions.

Creative liberties taken: These vision things MC sees in the game are also seen by MC in the story, except they pass out while doing so. They share thoughts/ memories with the overblotter.

...Another difference I added. MC doesn't forgive Jamil as easily in the game (same with the octotrio) it'll take time before they come around to them.

ooh cliffhanger ooh mystery oooh future setup for future works if I ever get around to writing that oooh

Also also,

Tried to do my best to make it make sense why the dorm would be so willing to just party with Jamil after everything he's done. I feel like the games have a habit of just being like 'oop well that's that, and it all worked out in the end'! and I don't think it's bad It's just not for me. Which is why I wanted to re-write the book, lol.

This was one of the scenes I had in my head from the beginning. I knew I wanted this to happen. It's an important moment because Azul says 'the deal is over' but also they can move on past this points as somewhat equals and not having to really worry about being 'even'.

It's a step! And one that's necessary for them to grow closer into whatever their relationship is.

Last thing:

I had this also in mind from the start. I love Ace Deuce Yuu trio and wanted to make it clear that they care about eachother a lot.

And with that... I think that's it. I wrote this at a point in my life where everything suddenly drastically changed. I thought I was going to be in a completely different position, I knew what I was going to do and my life was on a path ahead of me, and then the floor gave out from under me and said actually it's time for something completely different. Good luck!

I look back on some things and wish I had done it differently, but getting over my perfectionism and just allowing myself to create is something I'm trying to overcome. I've been much happier as a creative by just allowing myself to do whatever without worrying about it being perfect.

Thank you to everyone who helped me along the way. Friends and loved ones, people who commented, and those who would listen to me rant about a specific scene that I would be stuck on. I hope to make more in the future (I'm working on something now, but no promises for when that will get done, lol. My life is getting busier each day but honestly, it's been the best year I've had in a while). Thanks for reading,

Rose

#twst x you #twst x reader #twst #azul ashengrotto x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #rose writes

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