#Fan-Engaged Models

[deus-ex-mona]

when you say you’re happy being by yourself

but maybe that’s just what you’re trying to convince yourself of…?

[crypto28ro]

Criptomonede și sport: Integrarea token-urilor în ecosistemul sportiv și al fanilor

Introducere Industria sportului a evoluat dincolo de performanța de pe teren, ajungând să includă un întreg ecosistem digital care implică fani, cluburi, sponsori și investitori. În ultimii ani, criptomonedele și tehnologia blockchain au început să transforme modul în care sunt gestionate relațiile și tranzacțiile din acest sector. Unul dintre cele mai notabile aspecte este integrarea…

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

heard someone say archive of our own should install a "dislike" button and I thought I should say this: no, there's absolutely no need for archive of our own to install a "dislike" button.

why? because archive of our own isn't tiktok or youtube or twitter/x where users can monetize their content. archive of our own is a nonprofit site run by fans for fans, which means every content — every fanfic — you see on archive of our own was made out of pure love and passion from the artists/authors.

ao3 authors write because writing about these characters is their happiness and passion. they write for themselves, but they were generous enough to share with you their creations.

they're not "content creators" the way tiktokers or youtubers or instagram models are. they don't "make content" for views and engagements that can be monetized.

so no, you don't get to "grade their works" unless they specifically and directly ask you to.

you don't get to "say what you dislike about their works" unless they specifically and directly ask you to.

you don't get to "dislike" works that are not made specifically to please you in the first place. you're just a guest in someone's house, a house in which they let you in because they were kind, you don't get to roam around their house and say what you dislike about their furniture. you don't get to roam around their house and say you "dislike their house".

of course, you can have your opinion about the house its host invites you in. but if it's a negative one and you find yourself not liking the house, the polite things for you to do is excuse yourself and leave without telling them you dislike their house.

and just because you personally dislike the house doesn't mean the house is "ugly" either. the house you dislike could be a favorite, most luxurious place to many others.

my point is, don't be entitled by wanting the rights to voice your disapproval of things that you get to enjoy for free. don't be entitled by wanting the rights to voice your disapproval of things that were made out of love and passion — things the artists made for themselves for fun.

it makes you look like an entitled jerk with main character syndrome. the universe does not revolve around you.

now repeat after me: don't like don't read. no one forces you to continue reading a fic you don't like. quietly leave instead of being rude to authors who write for free because writing is their source of comfort.

people are so used to contents that were made because it's a trend / contents like tiktok that were made with the main purpose of reaching high engagement and making profits that they forget sometimes things can be made out of love and be made just for fun. sometimes things are supposed to just be for people to enjoy, and if some people don't enjoy them, then they can simply leave without being unnecessary unkind.

[blorbocedes]

been chewing on a tag I saw @gayferrari type... "wags are the new grid girls"

so what was the point of grid girls - to associate glamour and sex to an otherwise all male sport. too much penis, even the cars are shaped like phalluses they needed that yonic energy. it was a marketing tactic, a ploy to associate F1 with their playboy, drive cars get money bitches pussy aspiration. It was being marketed to men -- hence grid girls, not even women, dressed in the driver's insignia but more scantily clad, to be beside him for the unspoken implication that the driver can have her after winning the race.

it took until 2018 to phase out grid girls and was replaced by grid kids (and many of our presently woke feminist drivers then wanted grid girls to stay), with a growing cultural backlash and feminist criticism to the sexualisation of women as props in sports in an era where f1 was rapidly losing viewership and relevancy.

after the drive to survive netflix blow-up, FOM, Liberty Media started explicitly marketing to a lesser tapped market which is the female demographic. anything that wants to be relevant in the social media age needs stans, and nothing encourages that like parasocial relationships. now we have social media admins engaging specifically in fan spaces, using their language, referencing ships, doing fanservice and moving away from the solely male centric marketing.

now wags have always existed as long as drivers have been heterosexual but it wasn't until victoria beckham peak spice girls fame sitting courtside for david beckham made being a wife and girlfriend look glamorous, the outfits she wore and the face she served. the princess story for the new age, where the prince is a handsome famous athlete and you're the prize, the one he's blowing a kiss before shooting the hoop. it's why we still have nicole from pussy cat dolls and lewis hamilton winning world title edits in the year of 2025. it's that camera panning on her, with her gorgeous brown waves and teary eyes as she did the sign of the cross and ran to lewis, kissing him over his helmet -- the fireworks of yas marina in the background.

if grid girls tapped into a purely male heterosexual fantasy, wags tapped into a heterosexual female fantasy.

we can see this with the meteoric rise in social media following of the new age wags. f1 drivers have always dated models and beautiful women, but now those women become famous and build a following off the men they're seen with. what used to be limited to paparazzi and the daily mail, now has hundreds and thousands of independent gossip pages who follow their every move, meticulously detail every outfit and brand they've worn, track their social media activity, even their personal relationships. f1 wags are now bigger than ever, they're parasocially obsessed over and hated on more than ever, every move watched and criticised or smothered in affection just for existing. I'm not here to moralize on celebrity worship culture idgaf, but all this online attention is currency and it is profitable. hence wags build their own careers off the curated, aspirational image of being a wag. of travelling all over the world to beautiful places, wearing beautiful outfits, having a (up to debate) beautiful man by your side -- and brands have certainly taken notice. hence the sponsorships, beauty and fashion brands and self care sponsors all vying to work with them from your rhode lipgloss to your alo matching set

now Liberty Media has seen the shift -- no longer reliant on their official female mascots of grid girls, it's the meticulously dressed, savvy, skinny, gorgeous wives and girlfriends who are the aspirational women on the grid. it's important to note hundreds of women have always worked at f1 races, on the grid as marshals, in hospitality, as team personnel, as engineers and strategists. but YAWN 🥱 bo-ring! everyone knows the most important people on the grid are the drivers and therefore the most important women are the ones at his side. and so Liberty Media pans the cameras on these women and their doe eyed worry/elation as their guy crosses the finish line. it's more frequent, more lingering, and voyeuristic in a way that invites you to inhabit their place in your mind -- what would that be like? after all, you viewer at home are similarly biting your nails watching your guy cross the finish line. in that moment she represents you.

it's ofc misogynistic to imply the aspiration of wags is just for women — the idea of the Hero taking his helmet off and kissing the swooning damsel is literally in bond movies and appeals to the conqueror/winner male fantasy.

but from a purely marketing standpoint, FOM benefits from putting these women in official unofficial spaces as part of the drivers' (and thus F1's new more sanitized, "inclusive" brand image). When the wags are invited to F1 Academy events to promote them, when they're invited to the official F1 movie that's just for the drivers' viewing as the plus one, when they're shown on DTS beside the drivers in their private lives, or a whole segment that's about Ginger Spice riding horses with her sex pest team principal husband, when they're in hospitality and the camera cuts to them every so often signalling to the you, the audience, are supposed to care about this story they're selling you. it's no longer the scantily clad 'girls' by the drivers' side to be ogled, it's the official dowager titled Wives and Girlfriends selling you the aspirational, western, heterosexual, wealthy, conventionally attractive family unit.

not here to cast any moral judgments on wag culture -- I enjoy looking at beautiful women who live such fundamentally different lives too, but rather looking critically at why the larger media complex behind f1 wants to sell you their personal relationships in the era where your attention is currency~

[wttcsms]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪ bark like you want it !!

ᝰ.ᐟ in the world of sports, there's only one thing people care more about than getting hot 'n sweaty with the athletes: the girlies who are the ones these men are running home to. alternatively: a headcanon post about the hyper-specific wag!reader the bllk boys would end up with. ( fem!reader & sfw )

featuring yoichi isagi, reo mikage, seishiro nagi, rensuke kunigami, rin itoshi author's notes since wives and girlfriends is wag + the song has been stuck in my head, i thought 'bark like you want it' was a silly, cute name for the post lol. warning that isagi's section mentions having kids!!!!

౨ৎ YOICHI ISAGI — the girl next door !! your dynamic is: the two of you have known each other since childhood, and throughout every stage of his life and career, you've been right by his side. when isagi confesses to you shortly after scoring the winning goal of the u-20 match, he's a blushing, awkward, stuttering mess. despite his newfound fame and notoriety (which will only continue to grow), yoichi isagi is still the same boy you've spent living next door to since your elementary days. when he goes pro and becomes a world famous athlete, surrounded by models and actresses, the only girl to still give him butterflies is you. you love him for him. in every speech he has to give, he's always singing praises about you and your unconditional support and love. the wedding you two have is intimate and fairly private, although isagi can't help but post a picture of the two of you outside the obgyn clinic with the cheesy caption of "my baby is having a baby!!!! 😍😁"

the girlies love you because: you're what people think of when someone describes someone as being down to earth. your social media presence is nonexistent, save for a private instagram with less than 200 followers. you live your life in peace with a man who doesn't stress you out in the slightest — in fact, your relationship with isagi is aspirational to a lot of people. one of the number one athletes in the world and super hot 'n rich, and the only thought that rivals soccer on his one-track mind is you, his wife that he's hopelessly devoted to. you're always seen at every single one of his games, sporting his jersey, and always cheering happily when he scores. once the two of you have kids, you'll be carrying your baby (who's also sporting isagi's jersey🥹) every one of his fans that happens to run into you in public can see why isagi is so in love with you; there are only stories about how kind and sweet you are. it's why you're known as the sweetheart of the soccer wags <3

౨ৎ REO MIKAGE — the ceo !! your dynamic is: an arranged marriage... gone right? you belong to a conglomerate family that runs in the same circle as the mikages. you're in the middle of starting up your own beauty brand, and you're trying to make a name for yourself. reo is occupied with his professional soccer career. neither of you want to go through with this marriage interview, but to appease your families, you two agree, not expecting that you two would match each other's freak for real. he's competitive and likes what he can't have; you're little miss independent and equally competitive. he tells you he doesn't mind the engagement, and you get your lawyers to draft a pretty prenup that'll milk him for all he's worth while keeping your assets safe. he buys you a massive engagement ring, and you ask him, "that's the best you can do?" the minute he's in control of mikage corp, he knows he'll gladly let you take the reins.

the girlies love you because: you are the corporate it girl. everyone is obsessed with your paparazzi photos that exude office siren but make it actually work appropriate. there are how-to videos on copying your style. not to mention, you're a businesswoman. every time you attend one of reo's games, you strategically reapply your beauty brand's lipgloss, or tease new products by applying said unreleased products while on camera. someone once asked you in a comment how does it feel to be engaged to a rich ceo? to which you replied @.reomikage how does it feel to be engaged to a rich ceo? just because your man spoils you doesn't mean you put him on a pedestal. princess treatment is the bare minimum for you.

౨ৎ SEISHIRO NAGI — the twitch streamer !! your dynamic is: so silly. you're the type of girl who looks good even with pimple patches on your face and your oversized glasses that you only wear because it has blue light blocking lenses on them. you're a well known streamer and got your start during the peak of fortnite (you started off being comically bad at the game, but again: you're a pretty girl. you being good would've just exploded every guys' brains), but once you got your bag secured, you started posting the content you preferred (dress to impress on roblox). everyone loves you because you're hilarious on camera, but you don't really keep up with sports, so when nagi joins your stream, everyone is going insane but you have no clue as to who he is. when they start spamming the chat about him, you ask your viewers "is he hot? no, scratch that. is he rich?" you've always been nagi's online crush & you basically made his whole entire month when you asked him to join you on your instagram live one day. the whole entire time, he's looking at you on the screen with literal hearts in his eyes, and he struggles to fight back his smile. it's so difficult for him to maintain a neutral expression, and this is the most any of his fans have ever heard him speak, and the comments can't stop talking about "how geeked bro is rn"

the girlies love you because: just like isagi's wag, you are a genuine sweetheart. you never hard launch nagi, but you do tease confirmation on your relationship. you'll wear one of his hoodies that people know is his, or sometimes you'll stream when nagi is over and people can see his shoulder in the frame or they'll hear him say something to you to make you laugh. you post pictures of your view of the field, usually captioning it with something like "damn. i could be going crazy on sims 4 rn" you're just such a fun person to watch, and people consider you + nagi to be their comfort couple (although most of the comforting energy comes from you and your antics).

౨ৎ RENSUKE KUNIGAMI — the pilates instructor !! your dynamic is: fun and flirty, and straight out of a romcom. you're a well-known pilates instructor and in an attempt to get more girls to garner an interest in the sports channel, the network reaches out to you to see if you want to be in a humorous segment where you try to host a pilates class with some of the pro sports team. these guys are all about bulking and lifting and stamina training, and they don't really hold pilates in a high regard, so the comedy could be there. you obviously agree, and you end up teaching kunigami's team first. he can barely concentrate on the class and fumbles a few times because he's too focused on how good you look in your lululemon hot pink set. he's trying so hard to be respectful, and when you talk to him after the class, thanking him for being one of the only guys to not look down on pilates before they had to endure a session, he's trying so hard to avert his gaze because the sight of you slightly sweaty and in your workout clothes is doing something to him. you love teasing him, and the fact that he's a gentleman and still believes in chivalry makes it all the more fun.

the girlies love you because: besides making working out fun, you feature kunigami in some videos and always tease him by making up and demonstrating some freaky positions that always have him turning red in the face. you're always so considerate and supportive of your followers, and in return, they're always supportive of your own endeavors. when you come out with your own workout line, you put your boyfriend's famous name and hot body to use. he's in your marketing campaign, but honestly, the videos of him looking at you when you're wearing your own workout set is advertisement enough.

౨ৎ RIN ITOSHI — the unbothered model !! your dynamic is: centered on the concept of private not secret. neither of you get too personal on social media; you just post aesthetic photos and sponsored content for revolve & rin's socials are managed by a team. like everyone else in the world with decent eyesight, rin's struck by your beauty. unlike most of the guys who are attracted to you, though, rin stands out. for starters, he actually has the confidence to approach you. even better: he's actually polite when he does. normally, the ones bold enough to approach you are bold and loud and kinda sleazy. rin is nothing like that. underneath both yours and his cold exterior, the two of you actually share some of the same niche interests. rin's a pretty intense person on the field and to the public, and there's not a single photo on the internet where you can be seen smiling. the aura the two of you have when paired together is insane... insanely intimidating. he's also the person you're most comfortable with and vice versa. the two of you can be messy and unfiltered and annoying with each other, and no one else.

the girlies love you because: you serve effortless cool girl. at every game you attend to watch rin, not once do the cameras catch you off guard. side profile? stunning. catching your usual neutral expression morph into concern and shock as rin gets shoved by an opponent? you still look insanely good. your hair is always done, nails are always done, your outfits are always fitted and put the other wags to shame. when girls think of iconic partners of athletes, you're always the first on their mind. there are tiktok tutorials that are trying to teach people how to emulate your energy, "[name] outfit inspo", or makeup videos trying to recreate your look. photos of you at rin's game is on every girl's "wag dream life" pinterest board, but the most popular photo is a grainy image someone managed to capture. it's taken after rin's game, and the two of you snuck off to the back of the stadium to be alone. he has his arms wrapped around your waist, and your arms are around his shoulders, and his forehead is pressed against yours and... it's the only photo where people have seen either of you smiling.

[lupucs]

My part of an art trade with @akanemnon, featuring their AU version of Frisk based on their Twin Runes webcomic! 💚

I've been following Akane's Twin Runes for a while now, so getting to model this little nugget has been a blast! Since their version of Frisk is so unique, I decided against reusing my own Frisk model to make this one from scratch.

If you are a fan of either Undertale or Deltarune, I highly recommend that webcomic. I don't usually engage with AU stuff, but this one is absolutely an exception. It's super charming and well made, the characters feel canon, the art is amazing and the story is compelling and written with a lot of care.

Check out their absolutely exquisite and amazing part of the art trade over here!

[hamilando]

ੈ✩ don’t embarrass an angel (smau) ੈ✩

pairing : charles leclerc x fem reader

summary : a Victoria secret model in love with a formula-1 driver, ofc there will be rumours

tw : little hate, could be a little suggestive as reader is a vs angel !

fc: Taylor Hill *she is so pretty-*

a/n : thank you so much to @xshazxx for suggesting this ! lysm 🫶🏻

·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ

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y/nhill the girlies are back for 24! @ victoriasecret

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user1 PREACH THE HOLY PRINCESS 🙌🏻

user2 oh to have a pretty friend group 😞

user3 are we just ignore the cheating rumours ?

user4 and charles in her likes !?

user5 I really don't know who to believe 👀

charlesleclerc ❤️

user6 she didn't even like his comment-

user7 so it's true 💀

fransisca.ngnomes the visuals are serving as usual 🫴🏻

y/nhill all your love bbygurl 🫶🏻

realbarbarapalvin I think I need to marry you

y/nhill we both already are married hun 😞

user8 this girl has the audacity to post naked pictures but not address the rumours 💀

user9 wtf

user10 calm down brother

user11 they really were not made for each other, one is a model and other is a driver 🙌🏻

user12 and the fact both travel a lot

user13 it was never meant to last 🫡

victoriasecret our gorgeous 💌

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user14 but lord perceval got perceval jr out of hand

user15 💀

user16 charle's fans are entertainment fr 💪🏻

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y/nhill Heartbreak is one thing , my ego's another, I beg you, don't embarrass me, motherfucker ✨

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user1 holddup, THE LIKES !?

user2 CHARLES BROTHER IS LIKING THIS !?

user3 SO IS CARLOS !?

user4 SO IS THE WHOLE GRID !?

user5 what in the f1 tea did just happen -

arthurleclerc downloaded the song for our next karaoke session 💪🏻

y/nhill best brother right here

user6 the interactions and rumours are killing me 💀

sabrinacarpenter much love and also congratulations ❤️

y/nhill thank you love ❤️

user7 CONGRATULATIONS FOR WHAT !?

user8 her comeback bro-

user9 u sure ?

charlesleclerc my angel

y/nhill who will gladly kill you 🤭

user10 umm 🤔

lilihye akex is telling you to unblock her

y/nhill only if he gives you ring like mine 🤭

lilihye 🤭

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y/nhill Leclerc’s since 24 🫶🏻

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user1 wha-

user2 WHA-

user3 WHAT-

user4 so the rumours were false 🤔

user5 and they are still together 🤔

arthurleclerc MA SOUER

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pascaleleclerc lots of love ma fille ❤️

y/nhill mama leclerc ❤️

user6 excuse me, SISTER AND DAUGHTER !?

user7 we skipped a whole season here -

user8 IF THEY ARE ENGAGED -

user9 GUYS HURRY SEE THE F1 NEWS

user10 THEY ARE MARRIED !?

user11 fhffhhffhfh

user12 even the official ferrari posted-

user13 charles proposed after her first show of the year !?

user14 the best denial to cheating rumours 💍

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scuderiaferrari the pictures are blurry because admin was also crying 🫶🏻

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user1 it's time I delete my insta

user2 me too

user3 DADDY MARRIED HER !?

charleslecerc ❤️

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y/nhillleclerc ❤️

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user4 it's ok admin, we are also crying because of the onion rings 😭

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user5 they look so pretty -

landonoriss congratulations!!! 👏🏻

oscarpiastri mum and dad 💪🏻

user6 that's why charles adopted oscar-

lilihye I WAS MAID OF HONOUR

arthurleclerc I WAS THE BEST MAN

carlossainz55 it was fun watching the rumours at their wedding

user7 carlos 💀

maxverstappen1 he got his muse to win now

charesleclerc see you in spain 💪🏻

lewishamilton it was an amazing wedding !!

charlesleclerc you were only invited because of roscoe and the fact I might have to race with you next year 😀

y/nhillleclerc *have

y/nhillleclerc you are always invited, Team Hammer since d1

lewishamilton ❤️

user8 THE USERNAME CHANGE -

user9 let me go and bawl my eyes out

user10 what's the point of being bisexual if both my man and girl are married

user11💀

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y/nhillleclerc my first and last kiss as your girlfriend ❤️

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[estellesdoll]

　𓈒. the comfort of you . 𝜚 . m. sturniolo

ᡣ𐭩﹒𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : Y/N and Matt enjoy a lively Halloween celebration with his brothers, filled with laughter and treats.

ᡣ𐭩﹒��𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : dad!matt x pregnant!reader

ᡣ𐭩﹒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1.5 k

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The camera flickered on, filling the screen with the cozy, festive glow of the Sturniolo kitchen, all decorated for Halloween. It was one of those rare days when I joined Matt and his brothers, Nick and Chris, in front of the camera. Matt kept his arm around me, his warm smile making me feel at ease amid the Halloween chaos surrounding us.

Nick practically bounced with excitement as he took his spot on camera, his energy contagious as always. “Alright, everyone! Welcome to the Halloween special you didn’t know you needed!” He gestured toward me with a grin. “Today, we’re lucky enough to have my brother’s gorgeous girlfriend, Y/N, joining us!”

I laughed, feeling a little shy. “Hey, everyone! Ready for some fun Halloween treats?”

Chris grabbed a particularly odd-looking treat and examined it with a theatrical grimace. “Y/N’s got the right idea. This stuff looks terrifying. I’m not sure if this is a treat or a straight-up prank.”

Matt chuckled beside me, taking a piece of candy from my hand with a grin. “Guess I’ll be the one to test it first. I mean, someone’s gotta be the brave one around here, right?”

Nick feigned offense. “Oh, brave one, huh? Alright, let’s see you tackle this one.” He held up a neon-colored candy that looked suspiciously like it had been through the apocalypse.

Chris snickered, waving it around like it was some kind of rare artifact. “Matt, if you can survive this, I’ll believe anything.”

With an exaggerated roll of his eyes, Matt took a tiny bite and immediately scrunched his face. “Oh, that is…not right. Okay, I take it back—no one should eat this.”

Before I knew it, I was laughing so hard I could barely stand straight. Their energy was electric, and I loved being part of it. Even if Matt kept a careful eye on every treat I tried, making sure I only picked the safest ones, I could feel the warmth of his care.

Chris, never one to be outdone, suddenly leaped onto the table and began striking poses, rolling his shoulders back and flipping his hair like he was on a runway. “Look at me! I am the Halloween masterpiece!”

Matt laughed and shook his head. “Chris, get down from there before you break something, or worse, kick someone.”

But Chris was on a roll, doing exaggerated model poses while Nick threw candies at him. He raised his leg dramatically, accidentally swinging it close to my baby bump, and I instinctively took a step back. Before I could blink, Matt was in front of me, placing a protective hand on my shoulder and throwing his other hand out to steady Chris.

“Chris, seriously! Watch it!” he scolded, half-laughing but with a clear protective edge in his voice.

Chris backed off with his hands up in mock surrender, his expression mischievous. “Relax, relax! Just showing off for the fans.”

Nick shook his head, pretending to be the voice of reason. “Dude, you are chaos incarnate.”

After Matt made sure I was okay, he let out a small sigh, his hand still resting lightly on my shoulder. His protectiveness sent a warm, comforting feeling through me, and I couldn’t help but reach over to squeeze his hand.

The taste test continued, the guys daring each other to try the most suspicious-looking treats while throwing in jokes and snarky comments. At one point, Nick shoved a particularly ghastly-looking candy my way with a grin. “Y/N, how brave are you feeling?”

I eyed it skeptically. “I’ll pass, thanks! I think that’s all yours, Nick.”

“Smart move,” Matt said with a chuckle, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and squeezing me gently. “Trust me, there’s no need to prove your bravery here.”

The candy tasting carried on, with Nick and Chris engaging in an ongoing competition of who could eat the worst treat without gagging. Every few minutes, Matt would check on me, his concern showing through the playful chaos. And every time he gave me that gentle smile, I felt this overwhelming sense of comfort and happiness.

Toward the end of the video, Chris decided to “close out” by dramatically flinging himself onto the counter in a final, extravagant pose. “Thank you, thank you!” he announced, waving at an imaginary audience. “I know, I’m fabulous.”

Nick scoffed, playfully shoving him off the counter. “That’s a wrap, people!”

As we wrapped up filming, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for being part of such a lively, warm group. Matt turned to me, a gentle smile on his face. “You ready to get some air?”

I nodded, chuckling as he took my hand and led me down the hall. “Be right back, guys!” he called, leaving his brothers still bantering over which candy had been the absolute worst.

The sounds from the kitchen faded as we stepped into Matt’s room. He shut the door behind us, creating a peaceful cocoon from the lively chaos we’d just left. I looked around, taking in the soft light and the cozy space that felt so uniquely Matt’s, every part of it familiar and comforting.

He turned to me, pulling me into his arms. “Finally, some peace and quiet,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “I love my brothers, but sometimes…”

“Sometimes you need a break?” I finished for him, laughing. “I totally get it.”

He nodded, leaning his forehead against mine with a soft smile. “Exactly. I was actually thinking…maybe we could take a little holiday, just the two of us. Somewhere quiet, away from everything and everyone.”

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? You mean, like a getaway?”

He nodded, his blue eyes shining with warmth. “Yeah, a cozy little place where we could just relax and spend time together before everything changes with the baby. Maybe a cabin somewhere, or a beach if you’re up for it. Just us, no interruptions.”

“An escape from Nick and Chris’s constant pranks?” I teased, grinning.

“Something like that,” he laughed, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. “Mostly, I just want time with you.”

His words sent a wave of warmth through me, and I leaned into him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “You know, that sounds perfect. I’d love that. Where were you thinking?”

“Honestly, anywhere. As long as you’re there, it doesn’t really matter.” He gazed down at me, his expression soft. “We could just be by ourselves for a while, you know? Just us.”

I felt a blush creep up, his words melting my heart. “Then let’s do it. Wherever you want to go.”

He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. “I just can’t believe how happy you make me. It’s like…everything’s right when we’re together.”

I rested my head on his chest, letting his words wash over me. “I feel the same. Being with you, it’s like everything just falls into place.”

He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “You know, I thought I’d never be the kind of guy to want to settle down, but with you…” He trailed off, his gaze growing tender. “I feel like I could stay like this forever.”

His confession made my heart race. I looked up at him, unable to hide the smile on my face. “You have no idea how much that means to me.”

We stood there in silence for a moment, wrapped up in each other, the rest of the world fading away. He gently took my hand and led me over to his bed, pulling me down beside him. We lay together, fingers intertwined, just soaking in the warmth of being close.

He turned to me, his gaze filled with affection. “You’re everything to me, you know that?”

I smiled, brushing my fingers along his cheek. “And you’re everything to me. I can’t wait for our future together.”

His blue eyes softened, and he leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too,” I whispered, my heart feeling full. The moment felt so perfect, like everything had led up to this. Just him, me, and the endless possibilities ahead of us.

As we lay there, wrapped in each other’s warmth, I couldn’t help but imagine all the adventures we’d have together—the quiet moments, the laughter, and the joy of sharing our lives. And in that cozy, private space, with Matt’s arms around me and our future stretching out before us, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be.

I felt a smile grow across my face, and I snuggled closer, laying my head against his shoulder. As he wrapped his arm around me, I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath my fingers. I sighed, letting my eyes drift closed.

He gently ran his fingertips along my jaw, drawing my attention back up to him. His eyes were dark with longing, and I found myself holding my breath as he leaned in. His lips barely brushed against mine, sending shivers down my spine. My heart pounded in my chest, and I pressed my palm against the warm skin of his back, pulling him closer. He deepened the kiss, and my breath caught in my throat.

We stayed like that for what felt like hours, until my lips were swollen and my pulse was racing. As we finally broke apart, I saw the desire written plainly on his face, and I felt a flush creeping up my neck.

We both laughed at the same time, and I felt a blush spreading across my cheeks. I shook my head, pressing a kiss to his chest.

I pulled away, smiling at him. "It's funny how things change, isn't it?"

"It is," he murmured, his eyes sparkling. "But it's the best kind of change, isn't it?"

"The best."

I smiled and lay my head on his chest, feeling a strange fluttering in my stomach. We lay there in comfortable silence for a while, and I couldn't help but think about how lucky I was. I never could have imagined this back when we first met.

As I looked up at him, I saw the same look in his eyes that I'd seen before. The look that said he loved me.And I knew that no matter what the future held, we'd face it together.

﹒◟send me your requests and use an emoji if you want to stay anonymous. 𓂃

@.estellesdoll

[minxipinxi]

#LADsMultiBoycott: Enough Is Enough – It’s Time to Stand Together

“We don’t hate the game���we love it enough to want better.”

Over the past few weeks, the community has been buzzing over translated leaks and rumors surfacing on Xiaohongshu (小红书) and Twitter that point to a disturbing trend in Love and Deepspace (LADs). The upcoming multi-banner—whether it turns out to be the anticipated Spring or Wedding multi—will once again feature long hairstyles separated from their outfits. Yes, again. After all the outcry. After all the feedback. We're here once more.

Let me be blunt: we can’t keep going like this. We can’t keep hoping CN girlies will save us every time. We can’t keep spending in good faith when Infold continues to exploit our loyalty and silence our voices. We can’t keep pretending that fan art and cute trailers make up for broken promises and paywalled aesthetics.

It’s time for us to join together, across servers, communities, and fandoms. It's not about Sylus mains vs Caleb mains vs the OG3. We're all getting burned by the same fire.

💥 What We Know From the Leaks

According to reliable sources:

The upcoming banner after Sylus’s Birthday Event might be another multi-banner format, either Spring or Wedding.

Long hairstyles will be separated from the outfits and placed in a separate crate—again.

This structure mirrors gacha mechanics where full outfits demand 140+ pulls, stretching across 5-star parts like socks, pants, accessories, and hair.

These decisions appear to be influenced by monetization models similar to Infinity Nikki, prioritizing profit over playability or fairness.

📢 So What Are We Doing About It?

We are organizing under #LADsMultiBoycott to push back against these predatory changes. This isn’t just a tantrum. It’s a coordinated protest.

🔥 Our Demands:

Six-month roadmaps to ensure transparency and accountability.

Higher resource drops from the highest-tier Bounty/Core Hunt.

Stop separating hairstyles from outfits in banners.

New sources of diamond income (no more stagnant gem economy).

No spending for the first 3 days of the banner. Use only your saved-up diamonds.

File official complaints to show Infold that this matters. Email:

loveanddeepspace-en@infoldgames.com

support-EN@infoldgames.com

🧠 Strategy: What You Can Do

Here’s what our global LADs family is doing:

1. No Spending for Entire Banner Period

Even if you have funds set aside, hold them. Don’t top up. Don’t feed the system that’s disrespecting your playtime and wallet.

2. Delay Your Pulls

Do not pull in the first 3 days. Choose your LI in the pool, then log out. Let the data show decreased first-week participation.

3. Minimal Screen Time

Yes, log in for dailies, but keep your session short, especially for iOS users. Play Store and App Store algorithms track usage data. Reduced screen time:

Hurts engagement metrics.

Lowers game ranking.

Cuts ad revenue.

4. No Banner Fanart for First Few Days

As painful as it is to hide our beautiful boys, let’s not unintentionally trigger FOMO. Fanart drives hype—hold off until after the peak revenue period.

5. Only Use Android if Possible

App Store rankings are disproportionately influenced by iOS user engagement. Reducing iOS traffic matters more than you think.

🌎 A Global Movement: We’re Not Alone

Our fellow players in China have already shaken Infold’s confidence.

CN revenue dropped by 42.2% from Nov 2024 to March 2025 (from $100M to $57.8M).

Global rankings dropped, while games like Genshin and Wuthering Waves soared.

Their success in the "stop-spending-money" campaign proved one thing: boycotts work.

If they can do it, so can we.

✊ This Is About More Than Just One Banner

Infold believes that as long as they release a sexy card, we’ll cave. They believe we don’t talk to each other. That we’re divided by LI bias and language barriers. But what they don’t see is how deeply connected we’ve become as a fandom.

We aren’t asking for perfection. We’re asking for respect.

If we let this multi go unchallenged, it sets a dangerous precedent:

Separated hairstyles in multi-banners like this become normalized.

Resources remain stagnant.

Paywalls keep climbing.

F2P and low-spenders are permanently excluded.

💡 Why Minimal Playtime Matters

Some of you might be thinking, “But this won’t work?” And here’s why it will:

“Why Cutting Screen Time Works” – The Breakdown

Engagement metrics tank. App Store/Play Store ranks games by DAU, session length, etc.

Revenue drops. Less screen time = fewer ad views = less money.

Rankings slide. Visibility goes down, leading to even fewer players.

It sends a message. A sharp drop in playtime can’t be ignored by business analysts.

💬 “But What If Infold Cancels the Game?”

They won’t. That’s just fear-mongering.

If a company is willing to kill its own cash cow just because fans want better—then it was never worth our support to begin with. But more importantly: they won’t kill it. They’ve seen that the game can pull millions. They’ll just need to earn it now.

🧱 We’re Building Something Bigger

This isn’t just about LADs. It’s about every gacha game that’s begun preying on its fans. If we roll over here, what message are we sending to WuWa, HSR, ZZZ, GI, and the rest?

We all have that one game we ride or die for. But loving a game doesn’t mean blind loyalty. Criticism is love in action.

🧩 TL;DR: How You Can Help

❌ Don’t spend money on the next multi-banner

🕒 Log in for dailies only, pick your LI, then log off

🎨 Hold off on banner fanart for a few days

📉 Reduce iOS activity as much as possible

💌 Email: loveanddeepspace-en@infoldgames.com support-EN@infoldgames.com

🗣️ Spread awareness under #LADsMultiBoycott

Even if you’re the only one on your server, know that you’re not alone. We’re tired, we’re frustrated—but we’re not powerless.

Let’s stop funding our own oppression.

No fair treatment = no money. Let them earn it.

Resources:

Revenue Trends: Ennead Data

Reddit Info Post: Sylus Girlies PSA

XHS Links: Source 1, Source 2

[ellipsus-writes]

Each week (or so), we'll highlight the relevant (and sometimes rage-inducing) news adjacent to writing and freedom of expression. This week:

Inkitt’s AI-powered fiction factory

Inkitt started in the mid-2010s as a cozy platform where anyone could share their writing. Fast forward twenty twenty-fuckkkkk, and like most startups, it’s pivoted hard into AI-fueled content production with the soul of an algorithm.

Pictured: Inkitt preparing human-generated work for an AI-powered flume ride to The Unknown.

Here’s how it works: Inkitt monitors reader engagement with tracking software, then picks popular stories to publish on its premium app, Galatea. From there, stories can get spun into sequels, spinoffs, or adapted for GalateaTV… often with minimal author involvement. Authors get an undisclosed cut of revenue, but for most, it’s a fraction of what they’d earn with a traditional publisher (let alone self-publishing).

“'They prey on new writers who have no idea what they’re doing,' said the writer of one popular Galatea series."

Many, many authors have side-eyed or outright decried the platform as inherently predatory for years, due to nebulous payout promises. And much of the concern centers on contracts that don’t require authors’ consent for editorial changes or AI-generated “additions” to the original text.

Now, Inkitt has gone full DiSrUpTiOn, leaning heavily on generative AI to ghostwrite, edit, generate audiobook narration, and design covers, under the banner of “democratizing storytelling.” (AI? In my democratized storytelling platform? It’s more likely than you think.)

Pictured: Inkitt’s CEO looking at the most-read stories.

But Inkitt’s CEO doesn’t seem too concerned about what authors think: “His business model doesn’t need them.”

The company recently raised $37 million, with backers including former CEOs of Sony, Penguin, and HarperCollins, proving once again that publishing loves a disruptor… as long as it disrupts creatives, not capital. And more AI companies are mushrooming up to chase the same vision: “a vision of human-created art becoming the raw material for AI-powered, corporate-owned content-production machines—a scenario in which humans would play an ever-shrinking role.”

(Not to say we predicted this, but…)

Welcome to the creator-industrial complex.

Publishers to AI: Stop stealing our stuff (please?)

Major publishers—including The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Guardian, and Vox Media—have launched a "Support Responsible AI" campaign, urging the U.S. government to regulate AI's use of copyrighted content.

Like last month's campaigns by the Authors Guild and the UK's Society of Authors, there's a website where where you can (and should!) contact your representatives to say, “Hey, maybe stop letting billion-dollar tech giants strip-mine journalism.”

The campaign’s ads carry slogans like “Stop AI Theft” and “AI Steals From You Too” and call for legislation that would force AI companies to pay for the content they train on and clearly label AI-generated content with attribution. This follows lobbying by OpenAI and Google to make it legal to scrape and train on copyrighted material without consent.

The publishers assert they are not explicitly anti-AI, but advocate for a “fair” system that respects intellectual property and supports journalism.

But… awkward, The Washington Post—now owned by Jeff Bezos—has reportedly already struck a deal with OpenAI to license and summarize its content. So, mixed signals.

Still, as the campaign reminds us: “Stealing is un-American.”

(Unless it’s profitable.)

#WarForever

We at Ellipsus love a good meme-turned-megaproject. Back in January, the-app-formerly-known-as-Twitter user @lolt64 tweeted a cryptic line about "the frozen wastes of europa,” the earliest reference to the never-ending war on Jupiter’s icy moon.

A slew of bleak dispatches from weary, doomed soldiers entrenched on Europa’s ice fields snowballed (iceberged?) into a sprawling saga, yes-and-ing with fan art, vignettes, and memes under the hashtag #WarForever.

It’s not quite X’s answer to Goncharov: It turns out WarForever is some flavor of viral marketing for a tabletop RPG zine. But the internet ran with it anyway, with NASA playing the Scorcese of the stars.

In a digital hellworld increasingly dominated by AI slopification, data harvesting, and “content at scale,” projects like WarForever are a blessed reminder that creativity—actual, human creativity—perseveres.

Even on a frozen moon. Even here.

Let us know if you find something other writers should know about, (or join our Discord and share it there!)

- The Ellipsus Team xo

[thequeenofcurses]

Cracks In the Mirror (I See You) Headcanons or

Blind!Gojo x Reader Headcanons

These headcanons were written with a female reader in mind, but they're 95% gender neutral. The actual full fic will continue with a female reader. This is read best in light mode!!!

cw: MAJOR SPOILER WARNINGS FOR CITM/ISY. okay, i should have wrote/posted this before starting the fic, but oh well >~<. if you plan to wait for this fic (which i don't really recommend because i am a slooow writer) DO NOT READ THESE HEADCANONS. Again, these headcanons are basically the whole plot, so SPOILER ALERT!

masterlist | jjk masterlist | read on AO3

Satoru Gojo, once the world’s most sought-after model, had it all: fame, fortune, god-like beauty, and an ego so obnoxious it practically walked into the room before he did. But underneath the glitz and glamor, he was unbearably full of himself and totally blind to everything that truly mattered.

Satoru Gojo was a total jerk the first time you meet. You accidentally bump into him at the doctor’s office, spilling your drink all over him. He’s dressed in very casual clothes, leaving no possible way to tip you off; and he instantly gets in your face, flaunting his reputation like it’s a trophy. You have no idea who he is, and you don’t care. His attitude is enough to turn you off instantly.

Satoru Gojo later finds out you're a model too — not nearly as famous, of course — but all that could change, he claims, when you’re both scheduled to audition for the same campaign. His plan? Take over the audition, show off his charm, and “help” you shine… in his shadow.

Satoru Gojo ends up auditioning with you. The chemistry is undeniable. The way you move, the tension in your eyes, the spark. Everyone in the room is breathless. For a moment, even he forgets it’s all just a scene. But the second the director calls cut, he’s reminded: it’s fake. You’re not real. He has a fiancée waiting at home.

Satoru Gojo, spiteful and cocky, picks you as his costar for his upcoming commercial, knowing that you dislike him. You’re surprisingly flattered until you realize it’s all a setup. He was planning to humiliate you in front of the entire Hollywood cast and crew. The result? A total fucking disaster. You’re the headline on TMZ: “Unknown Model’s Meltdown Caught on Camera!” It’s career-ruining.

Satoru Gojo goes to the bar to celebrate his recent engagement to another supermodel. The drinks are flowing, the congratulations never end… but his mind keeps drifting back to you. The audition scene you two filmed replays on a loop in his head, and for a fleeting second, he wishes it had been real. That it had truly been you and him in that moment, and not just two characters.

Satoru Gojo tries to call you, just to apologize, an extremely rare moment of vulnerability,  but when his fiancée catches wind of it, she shuts it down. She demands all of his attention, and just like that… he forgets all about you. Or pretends to.

Satoru Gojo sneaks out of his fiancée’s bed one night and tracks you down. He’s curious. He wants to see you without the glam, the studio lights, the pressure. He finds you walking your dog at a park, dressed in sweatpants, a tank top, messy hair, and to his surprise, he thinks you’re gorgeous. He almost approaches you… but he turns around and walks away.

Satoru Gojo shows up to set the next day for a makeup/screen test for his upcoming film. Impatient and irritable, he berates the makeup artists and crew, insisting everything be done “his way.” But when filming begins, there’s a loud CLINK — something shatters above him. Before anyone can react, a cascade of chemical-laced glass falls onto him. It hits his face and eyes. He screams as it burns and he’s immediately rushed to the hospital.

Satoru Gojo goes into shock from the tragedy of it all. He falls into a short coma. You hear about it from your doctor (who knows you were a fan of his, once), and you're allowed to visit. You speak to him even though he can’t respond. You don’t owe him kindness after what he did to you, but you offer it anyway.

Satoru Gojo wakes up to darkness. Panicked, he yells for someone to turn the lights on. Nurses rush in, trying to calm him down. Eventually, Shoko arrives and breaks the news: she saved his life. But the acid caused irreparable damage. He’s permanently blind now. And he was lucky to survive at all.

Blind!Gojo, doesn’t feel lucky. He’s furious. He asks for his fiancée… only for Shoko to tell him she hasn’t shown up at all. Just a singular voicemail. No visit. No flowers. No love.

Blind!Gojo weeps for the first time when he’s alone. He touches his once-perfect face, now marred by acid burns and scarring. The world’s most beautiful man is now reduced to a tabloid tragedy. Another cautionary tale. Without his looks, who is he? If he didn’t have his beauty, what did he have?

Blind!Gojo is visited by you again and this time he’s awake. You chat with him casually, and reveal that you come to the hospital weekly for vague checkups. You offer to help him program his phone, show him how to use voice commands, even call a few of his contacts for him. Most don’t pick up.

Blind!Gojo offers to hire you as his personal assistant. With no more offers left for you in the modeling and acting industry and bills piling up, you take the job.

Blind!Gojo who despises you so much at first because he thinks you pity him, just like the rest of the world, but you don’t. You’re one of the only people who still sees his soul, not his past image. Working for him was awkward at first. He's cold. You're distant. But little by little, something shifts. With the money you save on the side, you start a podcast in your free time. Something just for you. Something with your name on it. You never imagined it would blow up.

Blind!Gojo who starts depending on you for more than just scheduling and errands. You're the only one who doesn’t tiptoe around him, who doesn’t pity him. You call him out on his attitude (even though he’s blind he’s still such an asshole sometimes), and for the first time in a long time, he listens.

Blind!Gojo, who gets even more depressed than he was when his fiancée, Mei Mei, sends a text that she wants to break the engagement. His phone read the words to him out loud, breaking his heart even more. She didn’t even have the gall to tell him face to face or at the very least a phone call so he could hear her actual voice.

Blind!Gojo, who accidentally stumbles across a podcast while scrolling through the voice commands on his phone: your podcast.

Blind!Gojo, who instantly recognizes your voice, soft, sweet, and unbearably honest. You talk about healing, about loss, about finding purpose after the world gives up on you. You never name him, but he hears himself in your words. One episode ends with a quiet confession:

“Sometimes the people who hurt us the most are the ones who need the most love. And sometimes... we give it anyway.”

Blind!Gojo, who doesn’t say anything for a while, just listens. Every episode. It becomes his nighttime ritual. He finds comfort in your voice in a way he never expected. He couldn’t find a better way to drift off to sleep than hearing the sound of your voice.

Blind!Gojo, who finally brings it up one day while you're helping him button a shirt for an outing. “So... this podcast of yours. You’ve got a good voice for radio.”

Your hands still on the last button, and instead of responding right away, you gently brush your fingers over the back of his hand. You admit it’s your side project, something that gave you hope when you had nothing else. You confidently offer:

“If you ever wanted to say something on there... I could set it up. Just to talk. Might make you feel better. And less of such an ass,” you say the last part quietly, but he still catches it

Blind!Gojo, who scoffs at the idea. Him? Opening up? But your voice lingers in his head long after you've left for the day. That night, he sends you a voice message, something short. Just a thought. A memory of his. You weave the audio into your next podcast, but leave the audience guessing who’s the owner behind the mystery voice.

Blind!Gojo, who becomes an unexpected hit! Your listeners fall in love with his dry humor, sarcasm, and moments of vulnerable honesty. From then on, he becomes a regular co-host, and for the very first time in his life, it’s not about his face, his body, or fame. It’s about his words. About him.

Blind!Gojo, who begins to heal through the podcast. Through you. You both start laughing more, talking more (off the mic) too. You start to have long, late-night conversations and early mornings filled with delicious coffee and soft smiles. You start to become his best friend, his lifeline, his anchor. He still got visits here and there from his other friends, like Suguru Geto, but you were something different, someone special. You were more than just his assistant.

Blind!Gojo, who is blindsided (ironically) when, one day, during a recording, you announce you're stepping away from the podcast. He stiffens beside you, the mic still hot. You don’t say why to the audience. But after the recording, you pull him aside and finally tell him the truth: you’re dying.

Blind!Gojo, who stands frozen, unable to form a sentence. You sit him down and tell him gently, with the grace only someone who’s accepted their fate can muster. Your voice is soft but steady, carrying the weight of truth like you’ve been holding it for a while.

Blind!Gojo, clenches his jaw, but he doesn't say a word. You continue and tell him your story because you have to, because he deserves to know.

It’s terminal: stage 4 cancer. It’s been coming for a while. And you didn’t want to be remembered as someone fading away; you wanted to live until the very end. If your parents had it their way, they would’ve had you locked up, hooked to machines, and waiting for miracles that wouldn’t come; but you didn’t want to just exist, you want to live. 

Thankfully, Doctor Zayne always took your side, allowing you to live your life freely as long as you came to your weekly checkups. Satoru Gojo becoming your best friend gave you something to live for.

Blind!Gojo, who finally breaks down, and for the first time, you let him hold you. The realization hits him like a truck. That day at the hospital – the day you two met, when he brushed you off like just another forgettable voice. You were there because you were dying. And he, blind in more ways than one, was cruel to the only person who truly saw him.

He’s come a long way since then, you both have, and he thanks you for it. That night, you share an intimacy that’s more than physical. It’s raw, it’s real, it’s everything that could have been. He uses his hands to explore your face, body, and every crevice he can find. And for the first time since the accident, while you both make love together, he feels he can truly see again.

“I… see you,” he whispers, large hands gently scanning your face. “I see you.”

Blind!Gojo, who wakes up to an empty bed weeks later. You're…  gone. You passed peacefully, but not without preparing something first.

Blind!Gojo, who receives a call from your doctor. You’d already signed the forms and left behind instructions. You wanted him to have your eyes. A match was possible (something you secretly discovered while making preparations). A chance, however slim, to give him back a part of what he lost.

Blind!Gojo, who undergoes the transplant, and for the first time since the accident, opens his eyes to a world that’s both brighter… and lonelier. The first thing he sees after his eyes are healed is your photo on the podcast desk.

Satoru Gojo, who returns to the podcast, now titled “Through Her Eyes”. He speaks about grief, growth, humility, and healing. He no longer talks just to be heard anymore. He talks because you taught him how to feel.

Satoru Gojo, once the world's most sought-after model, now just a man with a heart full of regret and eyes that only see because of the woman who changed him.

a/n: this was the first time i ever did headcanons before and it was lwk fun. it also helped me overall (as a writer) to thoroughly outline the story for the full fic (+ the full fic will have the extended spicy scene). im still working on it among my other million drafts, im just really slow whenever I don't have motivation.

not sure if you guys want to be tagged in this so PLEASE read the above cw notes so you don't get spoiled! tags: @emochosoluvr, @mashtura, @pickledsoda

satoru gojo

[bitchinbarzal]

Kiss Cam | C Keller

Summary: You and Keller have been fake dating for PR reasons. But when the kiss cam finds you at a game, and he leans in with that cocky little smirk? Yeah… you’re toast. And suddenly you’re rethinking everything about how fake this actually is.

⸻

Clayton Keller had never needed a fake girlfriend. Not in Arizona, not on the road, not even during his stint captaining Team USA to a gold medal. He wasn’t the scandal type. Didn’t chase headlines. Didn’t post thirst traps. He kept his head down, played hockey, golfed in the summer, and occasionally wore designer hoodies that made people wonder if he had a stylist. But when he got traded to Utah and handed the metaphorical keys to a brand-new franchise, suddenly image mattered.

The Mammoth were a fresh start. A shiny expansion team in a city still learning what icing was. And Clayton, quiet and notoriously private, was suddenly expected to be the charismatic face of it all. The golden boy captain with a heart-of-gold smile and a lifestyle fans could fall for. The only problem was that no one knew him. Not really. Not the way they wanted to.

“You’re too mysterious,” his agent said, pacing in his office. “The fans want connection. A reason to root for you off the ice. Right now, all they know is that you like golf and avoid Instagram like it’s cursed.”

“I don’t avoid it,” Clayton mumbled. “I just don’t care what people had for lunch.”

“Exactly. You’re not relatable. You’re polished. You’re… unbranded.”

And that was how the idea was born. A PR romance. A soft-focus, storybook girlfriend who would humanise him. Put a heart behind the hockey. Someone who could handle the spotlight without making it look fake. Someone the fans could love and who the franchise could trust.

They chose you.

You worked in PR already, part of the Mammoth’s fledgling communications team. You were the one who made sure his press days ran on time, who wrote his quotes when he didn’t feel like being quotable, who once told him he couldn’t wear a backwards hat to a charity gala. You weren’t a model or an influencer, but you were clean-cut, confident, and camera-friendly. You also happened to be the only person who had ever rolled her eyes at him during a photoshoot and lived to tell the tale. That alone made you a unicorn in his eyes.

You said no at first. It was ridiculous. You weren’t an actress. You didn’t want to be part of some weird PR stunt. But when the pitch came again—with a timeline, a contract, and full creative control—you started to reconsider. Six months. A few games. Some social media engagement. No kissing. No real feelings. Nothing messy.

It started easily enough. A photo at brunch. A quote in a press release. You started calling him Kel off-camera. He started sending you memes with no context. You accompanied him to a few team events, wore his Mammoth hoodie in the background of a training video, and the internet lost its mind. Someone zoomed in on his hand resting on your back. The post hit 800,000 likes. You were suddenly “his girl,” and somehow, that label stuck.

It was supposed to be a script. A strategy. But there were moments that chipped away at the fake.

The first was when he showed up at your apartment after a press day with your favourite smoothie. No reason, just figured you forgot to eat. The second was when he started learning your schedule so he could walk you to your car after long nights. And the third, the biggest, was when you caught him staring at you during a team media shoot like you were the only thing in the room. You’d looked back at him, heart in your throat, and he didn’t even blink. Just gave you a soft little smile like he already knew everything you were about to say and loved it anyway.

You never brought it up.

Then came the Jazz game.

It was supposed to be another easy appearance. Courtside seats, a Mammoth-branded jacket, a couple of clips for social. You sat beside him in the front row, legs crossed, sipping your Sprite, laughing at something dumb he said. It was comfortable. Easy. Familiar. Until the crowd started cheering.

Clayton looked up first.

You turned toward the jumbotron just in time to see the giant red hearts frame your faces. “KISS CAM” blared across the screen. Your heart stuttered.

“Don’t,” you said immediately, warning etched in your voice. “Clay. Don’t.”

He turned to you with that slow, infuriating smirk that meant you were about to lose this battle. “Babe, come on. Gotta sell the story.”

Before you could argue, he leaned in.

His lips met yours, soft but confident, like he’d done it a hundred times in his head and finally got the green light. His hand curled around your cheek. Your breath caught. You meant to keep it light. PR-friendly. But the kiss lingered. His mouth moved against yours just enough to make you forget the crowd, the cameras, the fact that it was supposed to be pretend.

When he pulled back, your heart was racing. The arena was losing its mind. And Clayton Keller was looking at you like he had absolutely no regrets.

“That wasn’t in the script,” you managed to breathe.

“No,” he said, grinning. “But it should’ve been.”

You barely made it to the car before your phone exploded. Twitter was chaos. Instagram even worse. TMZ had already posted a blurry screenshot of the kiss with the caption “Fake? Or the Realest Couple in Utah?” Your inbox was full of subject lines like “KISS CAM GOLD”

“This is a PR nightmare,” you said, dropping your head against the seat.

Beside you, Clayton laughed. “Felt more like a dream to me.”

You looked at him. Really looked at him. The soft brown eyes. The curls falling into his forehead. The way his whole face relaxed when he looked at you like he didn’t have to put on an act.

“Don’t do that,” you whispered.

“Do what?”

“Say things like that. Look at me like that.”

He sobered, shifting closer. “Why not?”

“Because it’s fake,” you said, though it came out smaller than you intended. “It’s supposed to be fake.”

“It hasn’t felt fake in a long time.”

You didn’t mean to say it. But it slipped out anyway.

“It doesn’t feel fake to me either.”

He exhaled like he’d been holding it in for weeks. “Then let’s stop pretending.”

You stared at him, the world outside buzzing with chaos, headlines swirling, the entire city of Salt Lake apparently rooting for your fake love story. But here, in the quiet of his car, it didn’t feel fake. Not even a little.

“You sure?” you asked softly.

He reached over, took your hand, and brought it to his lips. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

[tellltaleacademy-if]

PLAY THE DEMO HERE (30k)

You are an independent trainee trying to survive through a big company's new survival show, Telltale Academy, but things take a dark turn when a mysterious site called GUMIHOCOM, starts leaking the contestants dark secrets, getting them kicked out one by one. They couldn't possibly know what you've done, right?

There is no way they could publish something like that.

You can't know for sure, can you ? The threat claws over your nape. To save yourself and your debut, you have to find out who is behind GUMIHOCOM, or at least get them to leak your fellow contestants secrets before yours !

ᡣ𐭩 Play as female or AFAB non-binary.

ᡣ𐭩 Romance and investigate your fellow contestants.

ᡣ𐭩 Manipulate situations for screen time and popularity.

ᡣ𐭩 Pick songs and concepts for your stage performances.

ᡣ𐭩 Engage in ships and fanservice.

ᡣ𐭩 Sabotage your rivals and bribe staff.

ᡣ𐭩 Choose your skills, strengths and weaknesses as an idol.

ᡣ𐭩 Bite down the memory of that night…..

NYLA SARATHKUMAR (F,21) [ RO ] Daughter of the cyber-security CEO, Nyla is the only contestant that seems chill with potentially being exposed online. Wether she's a wolf in sheep's or a lucky go-lucky goofball, being close to her means safety. And it doesn't hurt that she's just so sweet. Will your affection for her get in the way of your need for survival?

NOH DAMBI (F,21) [ RO ] A lost it-girl, Dambi is an ex-member of a famous girl group who got kicked out for bullying accusations that have since then been " disproven ". Now she turns back to the spotlight for her major comeback, but nobody seems to believe she's truly innocent. She seems so lonely and misunderstood, someone who needs a kind hand. But can you trust your heart to her ?

MACY LEE WALSH (F,20) Being the sister of a well-known Kpop gossip youtuber to the likes of Sojang, Macy knew she was walking into a piranã bowl when she joined Telltale Academy. The most likely culprit, when then leaks start turning up her head is immediately on the market for a high prize. And everyone must be right, right? The apple never falls too far from the tree.

SOAPY (F/M,2X) [ RO ] Your fansite, your knight in shining armor, your stalker? Nobody has ever had your back like your biggest fan. They would do anything for you, even leak other contestants scandalous secrets. Or at the least you hope so.

MA YIFEI [ F, 25 ] - A rich girl and former member of Chinese group SNH48 Yifei would be the epitome of an ideal female idol, if she wasn’t a huge lesbian. For mean girl who’s obsessed with the aesthetics of perfection and femininity, that’s a pretty rough secret to keep, specially when you start to develop feelings for the girls you're supposed to be kicking into the ground .

SABIRA OMAROVA, [ F, 23 ] - A Russian Tatar model who landed herself in this program through a series of unfortunate events, and the object of Yifei’s unrequited obsession. Engage in Love Triangle route where you can be Yifei’s Rebound and romance Sabira at the same time.

TADA EMIKO, [ F, 2X ] - One of the company’s oldest trainee’s and an unbreakable soul that seems to maintain her spark no matter what. A true idol.

KIM AGATHA, [ F, 20 ] - Weird girl central. A former child model and fellow long time trainee at LOVEKRAFT ENTERTAINMENT, she seems to be the CEO’s favorite.

LI MAYUKA, [ F, 22 ] - The life of the party. No filter and no discipline, Mayuka really doesn’t seem like a Kpop trainee, but maybe her rebellious nature is exactly what you need to shield you from the horror of this industry.

[svt-luna]

ʚིᵋ ⋆ INSTAGRAM UPDATE ࣪ ! ˓ ౨ৎ ࣪˖ ─── 250312: Spring

i have been getting comments about wanting more negative comments on Luna’s instagram posts, so here you go! it’s so much fun to write how everyone reacts 🤭

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lunabae spring wrote me a love letter 🌷💐✨

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moonlightbae Bugs is living a better life than us

jeonghaniii BUGGSSSS 🥹💕

↳ bugsbunny_17 This is a Luna & Bugs fan account now.

jiyeonienienie_ you are spring personified Jiyeon ☺️🌷

jxjdaily the Lego dates 😩

h0shik-tiger Mom, Spring wrote you a love letter? Meanwhile, I got seasonal allergies

boojae_dk The real masterpiece here is YOU 💖💖

gyuldaekwan Luna with a paintbrush? Luna painting? Oh, hang that up immediately in Louvre, she’s making history

shua_angels And where is my Lego invite?

↳ lunaticsforever lets third wheel together 🫣

seokminsbiceps When did Bugs sign up for a modeling career?

lalunanova Bugs… let’s switch positions… i can be a bunny *starts hopping*

verkwan_ how do WE join the Lego date?!

horanghaehoe A performer, an artist, a songwriter, a model, Yoon Jeonghan’s fiancée, a bunny mother, a Lego master… what can’t she do?

user0762727215 Ugh, here we go again 🥱 Luna and her constant need to shove her relationship in our faces. You’re only showing off Jeonghan because you know it gets you more likes and engagement. We all know your entire relationship is a PR stunt. You just love male attention, don’t you? Anything for the views, right? Gosh, you are embarrassing 🤮 do us all a favor and kys, thanks.

↳ jeonghaniyoo_n Imagine waking up, choosing to be bitter, and still being this bad at it. If jealousy was a sport, you wouldn’t even make the bench. Try harder.

↳ jeonghaniyoo_n You can be bitter all you want, but the moment you speak badly about my fiancée, we have a problem. Careful now— I’d hate for your sad little comment to be the biggest mistake you make today.

↳ jeonghaniyoo_n Oh, look what I found— your account spreading hate and fake news about my fiancée. Don’t worry, I already reported it. Maybe spend less time being obsessed with Luna and more time preparing for that account suspension and enjoy being sued.

↳ lunabae oops, sorry! can you repeat that? i was too busy admiring the custom Lego set MY FINACÉ bought and built with me. just because your life is as dry as overcooked chicken doesn’t mean you need to project your misery onto mine. MY FINACÉ loves ME, my bunny that MY FIANCÉ bought ME is adorable, and my life is thriving— sorry that bothers you 😊💕

↳ sound_of_coups Not the audacity being on sale for free today.

↳ joshu_acoustic Ah, jealousy. A disease with no cure.

↳ woozi_universefactory Imagine thinking you matter in this conversation.

↳ everyone_woo This level of delusion is fascinating. Should we study it?

↳ ho5hi_kwon If Luna wanted clout, she’d get it from me. Not Jeonghan 🤷‍♂️🐯

↳ junhui_moon You spent all that time typing just to embarrass yourself. Inspiring.

↳ pledis_boos PR stunt?? LMAO, babe, have you seen them? They’re disgustingly in love 😂

↳ min9yu_k The irony of calling someone out for “clout” when you’re the one desperate for attention.

↳ dk_is_dokyeom It’s giving “I have no love in my life so I hate happy people.”

↳ xuminghao_o You’re mad at Jiyeon for existing? Have you tried… not being miserable?

↳ feat.dino If you don’t like her, why are you here? No, really. I’ll wait.

↳ vernonline Seek help.

caratrose SEVENTEEN WENT FERAL I CAN’T BREATHE.

bunnies4luna Not Hoshi saying she’d get clout from him LMAOOO.

jeongluna4ever SEUNGKWAN EXPOSING THEIR RELATIONSHIP HELP 😂

lulu-hannie YOON JEONGHAN IS OUT HERE COMMENTING NOT ONCE, NOT TWICE, BUT THRICE AND THREATENING A LAWSUIT? This man does not play around!! I’m shook.

↳ svtfan1997 I am literally shaking. Jeonghan’s scary side is RARE, but when it comes to Luna? He doesn’t hold back. @/user0762727215 your done.

94zlover_ Vernon really said “therapy is an option.”

bugsbff I want to be reincarnated as Bugs so I can witness this drama in real-time. also… KEEP YOON JEONGHAN’S WIFE’S NAME OUT YOUR MOUTH!!

loveforluna @/user0762727215 got jumped by the entire band. ALL FOURTEEN of them. Imagine 😂

ashonashonash Jun’s “Inspiring” sent me to another dimension 🤣🤣🤣

svtmoonchild seventeen in the comments like it’s Fight Club. Don’t mess with Bae Jiyeon. Period.

aegyo_king Petition to frame this comment section and hang it in a museum.

missluna_17 that bitch just got publicly executed… well… that’s one way to get their attention 😝

napipopeta I’ve never seen Jeonghan this scary… He reported the account and said they’re about to be sued? My jaw is on the floor.

lunaandsunshine Jeonghan is acting like the CEO of Protecting Luna and I’m LIVING for it! You NEVER see him this fired up.

bunnyboo_THREE comments and one of them says they’re getting sued. He’s not joking too.

↳ jeongnadaily Yoon Jeonghan is really about to take someone to court for Bae Jiyeon and I’m here for it! And they said chivalry is dead 🤩

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[johnstantined]

and you know i gotta say. the vast majority of the people losing their shit this weekend made it very clear that they do not understand the difference between "artists who want a measure of comfort in their lives" and "the billionaires actually being targeted by phrases like eat the rich." that is such a weird thing to be so proud to announce to the whole entire internet.

it's also extremely weird to behave as though any individual is entitled to an artist's work for free. or that the audience should be the final say in determining what an artist creates. there is a major difference between the betrayal of an artist who produces art and then banks on their social capital to engage in harmful, violent, bigoted behavior (like jk rowling) and the "betrayal" of an artist who decides that they should be or need to be compensated for their work. the latter isn't actually a betrayal at all. it's just a shift.

the thing is that the watcher boys didn't invent capitalism, they didn't invent the streaming model, they didn't invent youtube or patreon. they aren't getting 100% of the money from either. their merch doesn't magically appear as if made by elves while they sleep. their videos don't happen out of nowhere and without incurring bills. they have a business which employs people, and sure, you can say they employ too many people, but do they actually? a bunch of randos on the internet don't actually know that. they don't know these job titles, or how necessary it is to have everyone there. it's pure speculation. the entire company exists within a system they did not invent and are trying to stay afloat in said system while a bunch of assholes on the internet berate them for not acquiescing to their every whim at the expense of their artistic integrity, their ability to compensate their staff fairly, and their ability to keep making art.

and jumping from "i want to continue enjoying this artist's work for free" to "i think people should be fired and the remaining employees should be given greater responsibilities and more tasks to complete" is wild to me. there's nothing leftist in that and so trying to leverage leftist jargon to prove some sort of moral superiority is fucking wild, it's disingenuous, and it's sketchy as hell. you're allowed to be disappointed. you're not magically exempt from being told you're being an asshole if you decide your disappointment entitles you to take part in asshole behavior.

"but we don't want something heavily produced and we don't want these shows" then don't watch! that's it! don't watch! you are not being held hostage and forced to engage with this content. you have the choice not to. throwing a tantrum and launching racist vitriol at steven lim and demanding he step down as CEO shows a level of entitlement and childishness that, frankly, i wish they could have ignored, but they're both kinder & more patient than i am.

anyway congratulations to watcher on their new streaming service and their gorgeous new website, congratulations to the boys on a new step in their careers and on achieving something they've made clear they've wanted for ages, thank you to the boys for all their hard work and for sharing their creativity with us. thank you too for taking such a big and genuinely brave step to no longer be beholden to major corporations and advertisers so you can make the art you want to make. thank you to steven lim for taking so many steps back to keep the company running and for doing your best in a shit economy and while being targeted by this kind of nastiness online. and thank you to the entire team at @wearewatcher for continuing to do amazing work despite being treated like shit by the fan community at large on the internet while you're trying to make a living and create art. you all deserve better than you've been shown of late and i hate that such an exciting moment got overshadowed by so many temper tantrums.

because the whole fucking point, the dream, is getting to make the art that matters to them, without being held back. i'm sorry y'all don't want the heavily produced and high quality shit but your preferences as a member of an audience are not the law by which artists should abide. they are artists and they are free to, and deserve to, make the art they want to make.

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｡𖦹°‧CRAIGS GANG DATING HEADCANNONS

↳ an: hope you enjoy this!! this was requested!!! sorry for the long wait for my next post, once school's out, i'll be ten times for consistent.

↳ cw: small hints of suggestive material but honestly this is just fluffy!!!

↳ mlist

↪ ★ CRAIG TUCKER

Craig holds himself up with a ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude as we all know and have seen but when you two start hanging out before dating, you realize that he’s just a sweet guy with many walls. But lucky for you, you know how to break those down.

Craig is a big astronomy person. His room is decorated with space-themed, NASA posters, small astronaut figures, and his ceiling is covered in glow-in-the-dark stars. Hell, even his guinea pigs’ cage has a small alien space ship-shaped hut. Most nights you two spend together, you guys often lie on his floor at stare at the green glowing stars while Craig tells you facts about space. 

He isn’t the biggest fan of PDA, but he will hold your hand, arm around your neck, or hand on your waist. But that’s it. Also not big on pet names, but he will call you ‘Babe’ or ‘Honey’ in any situation. 

Craig is such an admirer of you. He can spend hours of your hangout time just staring at your features. Every time he sees you, he finds something new to focus on. New makeup, new hairstyle, new thinking expression, he’s locked in on it. Probably has RBF, but you can catch the way his eyes soften a bit. (Don’t call him out because he will play it off.)

Tricia is your best friend. When you plan to hang out with Craig, your plans often get put on hold so you can go hang out with Tricia. You engage in her school gossip, makeovers, and prank calling people from her school and your high school. Tricia often asks to hang out with you guys, but Craig most of the time says no.

His mom, Laura, really likes you. Will not hesitate to pull out the photo album and tell you stories about Craig when he was little. His father, Thomas, also likes you. Thinks you’re a good match for his son. Probably a little shocked his son even has a partner, knowing his son’s personality. Both of them are pretty relaxed with you spending the night, though the door is not allowed to be locked.

Loves binge watching movies/shows with you. Silence, a movie/show he can rewatch anytime, and his partner? Count him in, he is SAT. This is what most of your date nights consist of.

Despite his very ‘meh’ attitude and tone of voice, you assume he wouldn’t be the best with your feelings. Not in a rude way, but he just doesn’t seem like the most involved person. But the first time you came to him upset, he was there for you. Sure, it took him a second not to try and ease you right away, but instead he listened and let you get out how you felt and why before he came in and tried to help. That is how you two fix small fights. Craig is a good communicator. 

Most weekend nights, you and Craig’s gang all hang out at Tolkien’s house. Mostly because he’s rich and has a pool. 

You two definitely dress up his guinea pig in cute little outfits while you’re hanging out. Both of you have an album on your phones of just Stripe in his modeling era. pirate hats, witch hats, etc.

Craig just gives me the vibes of being the one who kissed you first. Both hands holding your face, thumbs rubbing your cheeks. The most romantic thing he does for you. 

Loves writing letters for you. Finds it easier to say how much he cares and loves you while writing it on paper. writes burn after you read at the bottom, but you never do. You have a small shoebox filled with all his letters, neatly placed and preserved. 

In every photo you two have of each other, Craig is flipping the camera off. At first, it was a little annoying, but now you’re used to it, and both of you do it together.

↪ ★ JIMMY VALMER

Jimmy is a man of many jokes, but at times his poetry skills sneak out in ways to wow you. He’ll say the most amazing thing, then play it off as one of his jokes with a “wow, what a great audience” before changing the subject like he didn’t just make you blush hardcore. 

Jimmy loves to take you out for date night if you’re both up for it, have money, and a car. Why not? Date nights consist of going to arcades, comedy clubs, or places that do karaoke. These nights are never dull. Jimmy will go on stage just to see you laugh. Both of you get competitive at the arcades before combining your tickets to win those super expensive prizes. 

LOVES LOVES LOVES complimenting you. Anything he can find about you, he can make into a compliment; he’s doing it. Sometimes he’ll just compliment weird things, like your nose is looking extra nice that day, or your breathing is taking his breath away. 

Jimmy is a GENTLEMAN. holding doors for you? Check. Buying dinner for you? Check. Making sure you’re happy? CHECK CHECK CHECK. Jimmy just loves to treat you like you hung the stars. 

Enjoys cuddling with you, head resting on your shoulder while you both watch something on your phone or mindlessly scroll through TikTok. Though sometimes, he’ll get bored and feel lonely (as if he’s not holding you like you’re a lifeline) and begin to pepper kisses on his face and neck. 

He loves buying you little trinkets. If he sees something that reminds him of you when he’s out, he’ll get it and bring it to you. Lots of funny keychains. Found one that said ‘Intercourse' state, and it is now hanging on your key chain. 

He’s good with your family, and never showed an ounce of nervousness the first time he was going to have dinner with your family. By the time dinner was served, your family already liked him. Between his jokes and personality, it’s not that hard to think he’s cool, but seeing how he treats you, yeah, Jimmy already had them wrapped around his finger. 

Jimmy’s hair is super soft and fluffy. Whenever you two are cuddling and you absentmindly start to play with his hair, he’s knocked the fuck out after you run your fingers through it once. 

He lets you decorate his crutches with stickers. He’ll proudly walk around with the most girly stickers or weird ones. He’ll make you two match stickers, getting duo packs so he can have one on his crutch and you can have one on your phone. The newest matching stickers you two have are “I come in peace” and “I’m peace”.

Jimmy is a pretty confident guy when it comes to you, so he kissed you first. After the nerves of the first kiss go away, the dude loves kissing you. Lips, face, hands, anything. Sometimes his braces catch your lips, and he’ll apologize over and over. 

His parents like you. His mother and father will invite you over for dinner, and they are just happy their son found someone to spend his time with. His dad probably embarrasses him by walking into his room and giving you a small lecture on being safe if he sees the door closed. 

↪ ★ TOLKIEN BLACK

Tolkien is a very sweet and supportive boyfriend. 

Always interested in what you’re currently obsessed with. Will let you go on and on about it and never get bored. And he LISTENS, he’ll ask you things about whatever you’re talking about, and never makes you feel like a chatterbox. 

He takes you out on dates a lot. Always on time, opens the car door for you, and of course, takes you to a nice dinner. I headcannon him as a guy who would enjoy date nights at places that have outdoor seating, he likes the small candlelit table with the moonlight and heaters glowing on you perfectly.

Spoils you. No extra comments needed.

He’s on the football team, so expect after every game, a very tired and sweaty Tolkien to run up to you and give you a crushing hug. You’re his personal cheerleader so he’ll look for you at every game and smile at you once he spots you. Has better game days when you’re there cheering him on. 

On a night when you two want to relax, you’ll watch movies together while lying on his living room couch. You two cuddle yourself to sleep, waking up with sore necks and dry mouths as the credits roll. Tolkien checks his phone and sees a text from his mom in the family group chat, which is a photo of you two sleeping peacefully.

Speaking of his parents, Steve and Linda Black both treat you as if you’ve been their son’s partner for his whole life. The first dinner with them was intimidating because of just how rich they were, and you assumed they were one of those ‘we’ll make sure our son marries into money’ type of parents, but nope. Right away, you fit in like a perfect puzzle piece, and that night, Linda made sure Tolkien added you to their group chat. 

Invites you to movie nights with his parents. You all watch The Lord of the Rings, and about halfway through, you and Tolkien give each other that look and decide to sneak off to the kitchen to raid the freezer and pantry for snacks. His parents are very surprised when they realize you two are gone and you two are making out in the kitchen with ice cream tubs next to you. 

I know I was just gassing him up, but as much as he won’t admit it to you, Tolkien is pretty stuck up. It was the way he was raised, and no, he won’t change. Maybe he’ll tone it down depending on what you’re doing and how you feel about it, but the next day he’ll go right back to it. 

Tolkien is also a confident person when it comes to you, so he was the one to make the first move. And it happened on your first date. He had wanted to do it since you had known each other your whole childhood, so he wasn’t scared to kiss you so soon into your beginning relationship. Once he took you home, walked you to your front door, and kissed you passionately on your lips, before he said a quick goodbye and left, leaving you speechless. 

He helps you study for tests and school. Honestly acts like a mom when it comes to school; he wants to help you succeed. Even if he doesn’t know what to do, he’ll learn right next to you. Won’t get annoyed if you don’t catch on right away, he’ll take it at the pace you need until you’re confident in the material. 

↪ ★ TWEEK TWEAK

Oh, this poor boy is so nervous. He’s already a nervous wreck when it comes to his day-to-day life, but the second you two start dating, it increases by ten thousand. 

Whenever you two hang out, you’ll help him around the coffee shop. You’re like an unofficial employee. Tweek treats it like a date, but on the clock. Honestly, it helps with his nerves and focus if you’re there, taking some of the load off of his shoulders, though sometimes he’ll micromanage things if he sees you doing something a different way than he does, but most of the time he’ll let you do your thing. Though this only happens on days Tweek is working alone or his dad is off running errands, since they’d rather keep the shop family only.

Tweek isn’t that comfortable with PDA, which is okay; you never want to upset him. He’ll hold your hand out in public, maybe a little too tight, but he’ll feel relaxed the moment your thumb rubs against his hand.

Being around your boyfriend, you learn what makes him tick and overthink too much. So, you help him calm down. Teaching him breathing exercises, meditating, and even the 3-3-3 grounding technique. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, but Tweek softens up whenever you immediately try to help, and once he’s calmed down, he’ll give you the biggest hug and thank you for being there. 

Tweek’s parents are probably a little indifferent to you. They aren’t wowed by you or thinking you’re going to harm their son. They’ll invite you to have dinner with them, ask about who you are as a person, and then that’s it. But you know they appreciate you taking care of their son, as his father, Richard, asks you to try out new coffee flavors for the shop. And his mother is inviting you over for coffee and a little chat before you and Tweek go off to hang out. 

Dates with Tweek are very personal. Going to places that are meaningful to both of you and have a nice, romantic environment. Biking around town, sitting in the coffee shop after hours, or if you’re both feeling adventurous, he’ll take you to his favorite amusement park. Which, for sure, surprised you that he even wanted to go.

Physical touch and words of affirmation are his love languages. He’ll spend hours in your company just enjoying being the little spoon, your hand tracing his arm softly, telling him sweet little nothings about how you feel about him. He finds security in these moments between you two. Makes him feel like you two are in your little world, and nothing else matters. Honestly, this is the only way you can get the poor boy to sleep well.

He loves baking for you, he’ll spend his whole time before you go to his house baking your favorite sweet treat. When you get there, he’ll be covered in flour but holding out a plate with your treats on it. He blushes when he realizes just how happy you get when you see what he did for you. You two will watch TV while enjoying the treats.

This is no surprise, but you made the first move, and it didn’t happen super early in the relationship. Maybe about six months, mostly because you were waiting to see if he would do it, and just figured he was overthinking it before you noticed he was checking out your lips, and you just went for it. Now, he will make the first move, but he’ll blush hard afterwards. 

↪ ★ CLYDE DONOVAN

Okay, Clyde’s ego is through the ROOF, so when he asked you out, he was “hey, [Y/N], wanna go on a date?” and you said yeah before going off to class. Clyde let that get to his head for the whole date until he realized that you were actually someone he could see himself with and immediately dropped his ego personality to let you get to know him, and then BOOM, randomly, you two started dating. 

When he gets comfortable around you, he’s still an emotional person like he was as a boy. But he can handle it a lot better now. Being with you kinda helped him learn that it was okay to feel sad, and it didn’t make him less than a man, like his friends used to think when they bullied him.

I believe he’s still chubby even as he’s gotten older, not anywhere near the level of Eric. But it helps with football since he’s more sturdy than most of the guys there. 

Despite what you might think, he treats you so good. He can be such a romantic when he’s in a relationship, with his whole player/hotshit mindset, he is the kinda guy to bring you a flower when you go out on a date, make playlists for you, sit through movies you like that he doesn’t care for, etc.

He for sure remembers the shoe thing. It’s a memory that lives in the back of his mind whenever he’s trying to sleep. But he trusts you enough that you’re not going out with him for shoes (he noticed your shoes and how beat up they were, and those fears went out the window)

He’ll treat you like royalty, since his dad has mall connections, he’ll take you out for a shopping spree. He’ll even carry all your bags if you ask nicely.

He’s super big on PDA, holding hands everywhere, arm around your neck, waist, kissing you before leaving you to go to class, pretty much anything, he’ll do it. Mostly because he wants to show you off in any way he can.

Speaking of showing you off, he brags about how he has the hottest girl to his friends, random people. He’ll show you off at his football games by winking at you during halftime. He’ll brag to you about his dad and stepmother. Anyone who will listen, you’re the first thing he talks about.

He for sure uses a lot of pet names, honey, baby, babe, even some funny ones like sexy, hot stuff, snookums. 

Meeting his dad and stepmom went pretty well. His dad thought you were the perfect girl since you put up with his son’s ego, and Janice thought you were such a sweet girl, she invited you to bake with her and to go shopping with her. Janice has grown on Clyde, so he thinks it’s cute that his girlfriend and his stepmother get along. 

Clyde made the first move, but he was pretty nervous about it. He may seem like he knows what he’s doing, but he was so scared of being a bad kisser that you’d dump him, so he waited until he could just do it as a spur-of-the-moment thing, and it didn’t have any build-up. Your guy’s first kiss was not sloppy or messy; he was so gentle with it that you were shocked. Now he doesn’t overthink it, he’ll just smooch you and go on with his day.

↪ ★ BUTTERS STOTCH

He is still the sweetest boy ever. He at first didn’t think he had a chance with you at all. His friends constantly ruined his confidence, so when he realized he liked you, he tried to avoid you, thinking you wouldn’t give him a second glance, but when he finally got the nerve to ask you on a date, and you said yes, he practically jumped in the air.

As seen in the relationships he’s been in, Butters gives his WHOLE heart to you. If it’s within his abilities, he’s doing it for you without any questions. 

Butters is very clingy, he’ll call you multiple times a day, and text you every day. The only exception to this is when he’s grounded, BUT Butters will find a way. (Dougie will randomly drop by your house and bring you little notes from Butters.) Or if he’s feeling risky, he’ll use the burner phone he bought to call you, though sometimes you can barely hear him because he has to whisper.

He talks about you to his friends so much that you swear they can’t name something about you that they don’t already know. Whether that’s a blessing or a curse is up to you. 

Dates with Butters involve going to Willy’s Chilly Ice Cream Parlor using his employee discount. He’ll scoop ice cream for you if you decide to have a date while he’s working, pretending he doesn’t know you and you're his customer, will flirt with you and play up the joke until he takes a break, and you two share a sundae. 

Butters is a FEIN for PDA, always holding your hand, locking pinkies together, resting his chin on your shoulder or neck. Butters is all over that stuff. He doesn’t care where you guys are unless it’s at his house, then he’s less all over you, probably only locking pinkies. 

He calls you every nickname under the sun. “Sweetie pie”, “Honeybunches”, and “Cutie Patootie”. Will expect you to call him those nicknames back, doesn’t care how cheesy it is, but he loves it.

He keeps a long list of everything you like and or mention so he can surprise you with it or something similar to it. It warms your heart, shows you just how much he cares, and listens to you even when you think he’s not paying attention.

Loves taking photos of you during your dates, he’ll stare at them when you’re apart so he can remember how he felt during that moment, and it makes him feel good and can completely change his mood if he wasn’t in a good one. 

Meeting Butters’ parents went a lot better than one would assume. Linda, his mother, gives me the vibes that she would deep clean the entire house if she knew you were coming over, wanting to keep up that family dynamic style. Honestly, just as long as you have good manners and they see how you’re not trying to ruin their son in any way, his parents don’t side-eye you as much. Stephen acts like you’re not a big deal; he doesn’t go out of his way to know you outside of if you’re a good person. When you keep coming over, they still act a little weird to you, but once Stephen starts grounding you with Butters, you realize that they have finally accepted you into their family. 

Shockingly, Butters made the first move. It was after a work date with him, sharing ice cream when he finally kissed you. You could taste the strawberry ice cream he had been eating. After the kiss broke, he blushed hard and asked if that was okay before he did it again. Now later on in the relationship, Butters is a fein for any type of kissing. That first kiss released a whole different Butters