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[embrosegraves]

𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔾𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕎𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘

Oscar Piastri x Horner!Reader  Oscar breaks up with his girlfriend and McLaren start treating him like Daniel, but then he meets someone new

Warnings: I love Lily so much but I had to break them up for the plot. As much as it kills me to, I had to have some angst. Also, McLaren have a habit of not treating their Aussies too kindly

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How was that? Someone lemme know! I actually had a bit of fun with this, so much to the point I've already started on planning out part 2

This is part 1 of I have no idea how many, I'll decide that when I get to the end lmao

Likes, replies and reblogs are always appreciated <3

[sorikuceo]

sharing my tomodachi life lotf stuff here ( im being forced ) ralphs so cute i cant get over it

RUTH AND JACQUELINE ARE DATING ( booo booooo tomato ) and im trying to set roger n maurice up . they dont like each other much yet but WHATEVER

let me kno if u guys . want me 2 add anybody else i ran out of ideas .. 🙏

[sarnai4]

[Because I keep thinking about this story but don't know when I'll write it yet...]

(Athena is desperately trying to get a baby to stop crying. Ares pops up and she makes the baby invisible)

Ares (annoyed): These mortals just can't learn how to war right!

Athena: They do seem to need instruction.

Ares:...Why did you just agree with me? Is something wrong?

Athena (nervously): Why would you th-

(Baby wails)

Ares: What was that?

Athena: What was what?

Ares: Seriously?

(Baby wails again)

Ares (looking around): Do you have a baby here?

Athena (appalled): What makes you think I have a baby?

Ares: Maybe because one keeps crying!

Athena: I think your ears are ringing from all the blows to your head.

Ares: And whose fault is that? (Huffs) Fine, I'll see you around.

(Ares starts to leave. Athena waits a moment, then makes the baby reappear)

Athena (quietly): Why won't you stop crying, little one?

Ares (popping up again): Ha! (Points) Baby! Knew it!

[aventurineswife]

College AU

Reader, Kaveh and Alhaitham are roommates in the same apartment and reader sometimes has the moment where they just sit/stand across the room from Kaveh while he is busy with something and yknow stare at him with that lovestruck look cuz they pining hard on that beautiful, amazing, gorgeous bbg.

And Alhaitham had caught on the fact that reader had been crushing on Kaveh for months (a very massive crush) and he just bluntly tells them one day to just say it. And reader freaks out a bit like "Whaaa? Pffft noooo, I dont...dont see him like that, ahahahaha, pls dont spill the beans...."

The rest is up to you 🤭

“If Only You Knew” | Part 1

Summary: You share an apartment with Kaveh, the charming and passionate architect, and Alhaitham, his blunt and logical friend. You've developed a massive crush on Kaveh, and sometimes, you just can’t help but stare at him with lovestruck admiration. Alhaitham, having caught onto your feelings, encourages you to confess, but you brush it off, panicking at the thought of Kaveh finding out. Though you remain the quiet admirer for now, Alhaitham’s words linger, and maybe someday, you’ll gather the courage to reveal the truth.

Tags: College AU, Modern AU, Fluff, Unrequited (but Mutual) Pining, Roommates, Love Confessions (eventual), Slow Burn, Alhaitham Being Observant, Kaveh x Reader, Humor, Light Angst, Crushes

Warnings: Mild language, secondhand embarrassment, unrequited pining (for now), Alhaitham’s blunt honesty

A/N: OMG ITS MY BEAUTIFUL ARCHITECT WIFE KAVEHHH 😍🤭💖 and his roomate... 😐

Part 2

You sat on the edge of the couch, textbook open on your lap, but your attention was decidedly not on the words. Instead, your gaze was fixed on Kaveh, who was sitting at the dining table, his messy sketchbooks and architectural plans spread out around him like the aftermath of a storm. He was fully engrossed, his blond hair falling into his eyes as he leaned over a drawing with that intense, focused look you’d come to adore.

For a moment, you just watched him. His hand moved in practiced strokes, a small smile appearing every so often, as if he was admiring his own work. You didn’t blame him; everything he created was beautiful, a reflection of the way he saw the world. You loved watching his passion, how he became so absorbed in it. Maybe one day, you'd tell him how he looked like an artwork himself, surrounded by ideas that only he could bring to life. For now, though, you’d just stare across the room, hoping he wouldn’t notice the soft, lovesick expression you probably wore.

Unfortunately, someone did notice.

"You're staring again," came a low, matter-of-fact voice from beside you.

You jumped, realizing that Alhaitham had somehow materialized in the living room without you noticing. His usual unreadable expression was tinged with a faint smirk, like he was privy to some secret.

"I—uh—what?" you stammered, trying to act casual as you quickly turned back to your textbook. "I was just...thinking. About, uh, architecture! Yeah. Architecture is...fascinating."

Alhaitham didn’t look convinced. He simply raised an eyebrow, glanced over at Kaveh, who was still oblivious, and then back at you. "You know, you could just tell him," he said bluntly. "Your crush on him isn’t exactly subtle."

Heat flooded your face. "Whaaa? Pffft, nooo, I don’t...I don’t see him like that," you protested, sounding embarrassingly unconvincing even to yourself. "I just...he’s an inspiring person. A friend (okay Adrien-). I admire his...dedication and stuff."

Alhaitham stared at you, unimpressed. "I see," he replied, deadpan. "Admiration. Is that why you’ve been looking at him like he’s the best thing you’ve ever seen for the past six months?"

You buried your face in your hands. "Alhaitham, please, don’t spill the beans..." you whispered, mortified. If Kaveh found out...you didn’t even want to think about it. You were sure he’d laugh it off or worse, get awkward about it. The thought alone was enough to make you want to disappear.

Alhaitham sighed, sitting down next to you. "You know, you might be surprised. Kaveh isn’t as dense as you think," he said, voice softening just a little. "You’re giving him too little credit. Besides, the worst he’ll do is make an emotional speech about unrequited love and how tragic it is."

You could almost imagine it. Kaveh, in all his dramatic glory, would probably get poetic about it, turn it into some grand tale of forbidden romance. You chuckled, even as the nerves twisted your stomach.

But then Kaveh’s voice broke through your thoughts. “Hey, what’s so funny?”

You looked up, startled to see him looking at you, curiosity lighting up his bright red eyes. The blush that had only barely started to fade returned with a vengeance. "Oh! Uh...just something silly." you mumbled, trying desperately to avoid Alhaitham’s knowing gaze.

Kaveh chuckled, his attention back on his sketches. “Well, I’m glad I’m not the only one around here with a sense of humor. Alhaitham is no fun.”

“Thank you.” Alhaitham said dryly, glancing at you with a small smile.

You spent the rest of the evening nervously trying to play it cool, but every so often, Alhaitham’s words would echo in your mind, making your heart beat just a little faster. Maybe one day, you’d find the courage to tell Kaveh how you really felt. For now, though, you were content to stay right here, as his silent, hopeless admirer.

Honestly this just reminded me of MLB 💀

I should really go study for my exams and finish my homeworks...😔😔

And now I want to write something suggestive but idk what 😪👁️👁️so send in your requests with what and who you want to do your fantasy with

[inkandarsenic]

Ok, so expanding on this post for @heartofmortis, meet my newest oc, Nymeria Targaryen

- youngest daughter of Rhaegar Targaryen and Elia Martell, born in 283 AC, like a month or so before the sack of KL

- conceived as soon as possible after Aegon, just before the maesters declared Elia unable to have more children and Rhaegar subsequently ran off with Lyanna

- named Nymeria because Elia knew Rhaegar would’ve wanted her named Visenya, but Rhaegar ran off to have a third child with the Northern girl before he could even be informed of this pregnancy, so Elia decided to name her daughter after the legendary warrior Princess of Dorne (call it rebellion if you will — this pregnancy so soon after Aegon’s nearly killed her, and he decides he needs a daughter with the Stark girl? Fine. Elia will name her daughter from her culture, not his. Let him get his Visenya elsewhere.)

- Smuggled by her wetnurse through siege tunnels out to where Rhaella and Viserys were evacuating to Dragonstone. in the chaos after Rhaella’s death, only Viserys and Daenerys are smuggled off of Dragonstone. Stannis arrives to find a terrified nursemaid and a screaming infant less than a year old.

- Raised by Stannis Baratheon, who heard how his brother laughed at the two dead children of Elia, and refused to hand over Nymeria — Stannis is many things, but he isn’t a child-murderer yet

- She’s his ward, and technically also a hostage to keep Dorne from rising up over Elia and her children’s death — Nymeria is the last link to Elia Dorne has.

- Uses Martell name when introducing herself. Tries to distance herself from her Targaryen lineage — was raised on stories of all of the bad parts of the Targaryens as her bedtime stories and history lessons, and doesn’t like them at all.

- Oberyn and Doran work it out with Stannis so that Nymeria can be visited — under supervision, and mostly Oberyn as Doran is busier ruling Dorne — on Dragonstone by her mother’s family, and when she’s a bit older, she often spends a few months each year in Dorne. (You can pry reluctant friends Oberyn and Stannis out of my cold dead hands.)

- Robert tries HARD to get Nym betrothed to Jon — in his mind, Ned’s bastard son is more than deserving of a former princess, and what better way to keep the Targaryen spawn from rising against him than marrying her off to the son of his best friend? To his endless frustration, this goes nowhere — both Stannis and the Martells (who are actually responsible for Nym’s marriage prospects) refuse the idea — Stannis because Jon’s a bastard, the Martells because they very much do not like Robert — and Ned also refuses with no real explanation (“Jon is free to choose his own wife, Robert” when really it’s because Jon is Nym’s half brother through Rhaegar)

- Likes to help out Stannis’ maester and takes an interest in healing — both Stannis and Oberyn agree that this is a useful skill, and let her learn all she can.

- Rides out with Stannis when he goes to war; Melisandre keeps trying to convince Stannis to sacrifice her, and after Renly dies, Davos convinces Nymeria to leave, for her own safety.

- She originally intends to go south to Dorne, but comes across Catelyn and Brienne first. Upon hearing how Renly died and recognizing the account of Melisandre’s work, she realizes Dorne would be the first place Stannis would look for her — whatever Melisandre so desperately wanted Nym sacrificed for cannot be good — and she decides to go with Catelyn and Brienne to Robb’s camp instead. You can never have too many medics in a war.

- Our boy is WEAK to the pretty healers, weak I tell you, and this one is Westerosi, highborn (a princess, technically— rightful heir to the Iron Throne) and she’s a politically advantageous (the princes of Dorne would surely be on his side if he married their niece) match to boot??? He doesn’t stand a chance.

[lilbeanz]

Draco Malfoy and the Horror of the Heir

Is officially up! 🥳🎉🫶

[gotta-big-ego]

Sometimes Wilford remembers things

[olrinarts]

chimes of bone, chapter 3: Stasis and Static

In the midst of accustoming himself to the Pastures, Narinder begins to see how narrow his focus has been, and moves a little closer to finding a path out of the mess he's found himself in. He'll just have to handle everything potentially blowing up, first. (13k)

Missed the first 2 chapters? Understandable, as I couldn't post the links to them! You can catch up right here <3

[pseudophan]

lmao i am also in norway and i had exactly the same experience with the livestream merch label being completely impossible to read

am i the only one whos photo card were completely fucked in transit tho? they are bent af :(

i saw a couple of other people had that issue as well :/ they should definitely have put the photocards in between some cardboard or something at the very least, although i kinda get why they didn't just because it takes a LOT of improper handling of the parcel for that to happen to such tiny cards?? almost impressive. i honestly expected mine to be bent because everything i order that can get fucked up usually does, but thankfully it was fine this time

[targaryendestiel]

Am I sitting here five thousand words into writing the most self-indulgent, angsty, modern Aemond x oc fic known to humankind?

Yes. Yes I am.

[graciereadshannigram]

Chapters: 1/?

Fandom: Hannibal (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Jack Crawford, Alana Bloom, Jimmy Price, Brian Zeller Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Episode: s02e09 Shiizakana, Dark Will Graham, Dom Will Graham, Sub Hannibal Lecter, Character Study, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Masturbation, tags will be updated as we go, feel free to suggest tags if i'm missing anything! Summary:

In the silent echoes of his dreams, Will Graham treads a line blurred between control and chaos, each step drawing him inexorably towards claiming Hannibal as his own. It's a perilous dance on the edge of darkness, where the thrill of possession whispers of a transformation too profound to resist.

OPE. i did it. first chapter is posted. check it out, maybe?

[sagaapprentice]

Hey did you know trying to convince yourself to write a little every day is fucking difficult when like…life is happening? (Yes of course you knew that. Every writer knows that).

I haven’t written fanfiction in years but this idea was bouncing around in my head like a Pong game and I thought, “fuck it why not.” However I don’t have an AO3 account and I guess you have to wait for an invite code to get an account and I won’t get it for a few days so like here’s a snippet before I’m able to post it there properly.

Anyway no beta we die like everyone’s mother

When people think of Private Investigators, often the picture in their heads tends to line up with some old film noir with those long cigarette holders and dames asking the ravishing hero for help escaping some nefarious plot that the police just won’t help with. Azriel found that when he told women he was a PI, they would bat their eyelashes and become suddenly very interested in him for at least one night (which was all he ever really wanted, anyway). But the reality of the job was a lot duller. About 90% of the time, he ended up following someone’s spouse who was definitely cheating and gathering information that would eventually make its way into some divorce proceeding that he occasionally got to witness as the couple battled it out if they were particularly vicious towards each other, but normally his job was done as soon as evidence was gathered. In really interesting cases, he would be hired by both spouses independently to find out if the other was cheating (so far the answer was always ‘yes’ to both).

It wasn’t particularly exciting work, but it paid fairly well. It wasn’t where he thought he would end up in life, but it certainly could have been worse.

So when his brother, Rhys, begged him to take on a new client on a case that definitely wasn’t about infidelity, Azriel was, at the very least, intrigued.

“It’s about her sister,” Rhys said. “I guess she hasn’t heard from her in a while.”

”Maybe she just doesn’t want to talk to her family?”

“Please just help her!”

Azriel looked at his brother with a questioning eye. “You said this girl was just a friend, huh?”

The “yes” that Rhys quickly answered was not at all convincing but he let it go for now. “Look, Feyre, that’s my friend, she said her sister hasn’t talked to any of them since her college graduation. There’s been a couple photos on social media but she won’t answer any phone calls or reply to any texts. They’re worried about her and just want to know she hasn’t gotten into anything…dangerous.”

“Like what?”

Rhys hesitated, raking his hand through his hair and looking up, trying to find the right words. “Feyre thinks Elain got tangled up in some kind of cult.”

”You can’t be serious.”

”Look, will you just check up on her?”

Azriel sighed. “Fine. I’ll meet with Feyre and I’ll check to make sure her sister is okay. But she can’t be upset with me if it turns out she just doesn’t want to talk to her family right now-“

”It’s not that.”

”-and I better not be walking into some kind of Jonestown 2.0.”

”Jesus Christ Azriel can you not say things like that when Feyre gets here?”

[nyamadermont]

What ships would you like asks for for the happy dialogue? Can I get creative and send you something weird? Or would you like to define your wheelhouse? :)

My basic stance is:

You can always ask.

My time isn’t always my own, so the more off-beat it is, the longer it might take for me to get there. If I really don’t feel it, I’ll do my best to let you know.

Hit me with your best shot, friend. Let’s see what we can come up with!

[pcktknife]

I know I said no more state hellos but we accidentally ended up in jersey so heyyyy jersey ppl

[falling-star-cygnus]

KNY Pokemon AU -> bc it's been way too long since I've indulged in one of these, and I've spent hours on a google doc typing out lore

Bamboo and Redwood -> Paldea <-

Because of the Kamado’s exposure to the former shiny!Flabebe, Floette, and Florges population around their home, Muzan takes an interest in the two surviving children [he didn't kill the other members what-] -> He kidnaps Nezuko, and now Tanjiro- alongside his two companions- must convince the gym leaders to help him get her back. And maybe take down the Professor in the process 

if this was like- the actual games then the sibling that was kidnapped would depend on which game you chose :D like- Bamboo would make Nezuko the mc and Redwood would make Tanjiro the mc yk?

"You've already convinced me to join your cause, Tanjiro," Giyuu says, meeting the younger's eyes from the other side of the arena, "Now prove to me you have what it takes to get your sister back!"

[hippolotamus]

Tagged by the lovely and talented @wikiangela @eddiediaztho @jesuisici33 @disasterbuckdiaz @spotsandsocks @alyxmastershipper @wildlife4life @honestlydarkprincess 💖 Make sure you check their snippets!

I’m hopping around a lot right now, but this immediately follows this snippet in you’re where I wanna go.

Buck clears his throat, and stands straighter. Taller. He ignores the way she looks on with a sort of bored amusement. “Lucy, I am an honorable man, looking for someone to share my life with. And I would like you to be that someone. Will you marry me?”

Butterflies flutter in his belly, soaring with hope. He really and truly believes that this could be—

“No.” Lucy tells him flatly, pushing herself off the cart and wiping her hands on her skirts. She immediately busies herself with checking through the bunches of roses, peonies, gerbera daisies and tulips again.

“No?”

“That is what I said,” she responds, not bothering to look up. “But do try again next week.”

The butterflies shrivel and die, becoming poisoned and heavy, dropping like bits of lead. He doesn’t understand. Lucy’s unmarried, doesn’t have any other suitors that he knows of. Every other woman in town seems to be practically throwing themselves at any chance to be engaged. Well, except for Abby. And Ali. And Taylor.

“What am I doing wrong?” Buck asks, ignoring how needy he sounds, on the verge of pleading. “How can I fix it?”

At first he thinks she’s ignoring him, or hasn’t heard what he said. Each second that ticks by becomes more unbearable than the last. He should walk away, leave her alone, and give up this foolish pursuit. But he’s rooted in place, unable to move.

“You don’t know a thing about me,” she eventually says, her back still turned to him.

“I know enough,” he protests.

“Enough,” she scoffs, finally turning to face him. Her eyes flare with an intensity that makes him want to take a step back. He doesn’t, hoping to appear confident when all he wants to do is shrink away. “And how is that? Do you presume that anyone should be automatically taken by your charms and wealth?”

“So you find me charming then?” The remark earns him an even deeper scowl. He never has learned when to shut his mouth.

“Listen, Buckley. I’m just a woman, trying to provide a service and make a little life for myself. I was perfectly fine before you decided to make it your life’s mission to be my husband.”

And it hits him then, the renewed realization of too much, too much, too much. He’s always offering more of himself than anyone wants.

“Of course. I- I understand. Thank you, truly, Miss Donato. I didn’t intend to- what I mean to say is I wish you well. Be assured I won’t be bothering you again.”

Buck turns on his heel to leave when he feels a hand grab his arm.

“Wait.”

Cautiously, he dares to turn back, hope coloring his voice. “Wait?”

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