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i just do not get twitter. everyone’s angry about something or someone but they’re all vagueposting and won’t actually say what’s going on. i can’t even follow along with the drama in replies cuz each individual comment can have its own replies and suddenly you’re 20 posts removed from the original thread. discourse there is toxic af and I instantly regret opening the app
#so yea two separate fandoms are having drama and I’m not involved I’m just here getting worked up about it anyway#look if you’re gonna claim someone is such a terrible person that people are afraid to interact with them#and you post on a public platform that you have screenshots to prove it#don’t then say you’re not gonna post them and ask people to dm you if you wanna know what’s going on#especially when you’re talking about people I’m fandom and not actual celebrities with money and power#you’re afraid of repercussions but you’re still gonna make that post about someone you don’t even follow you just ‘heard from others’#that they’re bad and you were sent some secondhand screenshots#you wanna unfollow or block that person? go right ahead#if you wanna call them out then call them out and follow through#people forget you don’t have to post every single thought you have online#and why tf would someone go ‘hey this person who deleted their twitter after being shamed for harassing people is back’#’but they have a different name and I’m not gonna tell you what it is but you should avoid them cuz they’re bad’#howwwwwww#am I supposed to avoid them if I don’t know who they are?????#just say what you mean or shut up#if you actually wanna call someone out or warn people about toxic behavior then do it!!!#stop vagueposting for clout especially when it comes to potential harassment#I mean yea this happens on every social media but I feel like it’s so much more prevalent on twitter#uuuuugh#sorry I just needed to rant#I just wanna sit here with my handful of carefully selected fandom friends and creators and have a good time#but some people just gotta be assholes
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we’re on each other’s team - max verstappen
red bull driver reader x max verstappen social media au
a/n: once again self indulging brain rot of what i (kinda unrealistically) think max & a (chaotic) teammate could be. face claim is sabrina carpenter
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maxverstappen1: P2 for our start of the season! Thank you to everyone on the team for the rocket ship given to us this year🚀. And congratulations to y/nusername for the P1, I’ll get you next race😆
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y/nusername: congrats on being promoted to my defense maxie!
thedutchlion: …she’s so stuck up
y/nteam: she’s joking, u should try having friends you can joke with
redbullracing: Proud of our drivers 💙
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y/nusername: five wins in a row? who would’ve thought all you needed to give max verstappen a run for his money was a woman in a red bull? (me, i would’ve thought it). tysm redbullracing for this beautiful car❤️🔥 let’s keep the momentum up!
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maxverstappen1: Well deserved wins, but the battle hasn’t finished!
y/nusername: the plan is to win many more battles maxie
danielricciardo: go get him tiger
lewishamilton: Amazing drive, congratulations! 🎊
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thef1paddocknews: The Red Bull drivers speak on the media today about their head to head battle for the championship, considering Y/N’s five wins and Max’s four wins and pole position for this weekend.Max said “We are not giving second driver to anyone this year, the battle is obviously between us and that’s the way it should be. I am honestly enjoying racing against her, it’s very fun.” Y/N said “I joke around a lot, but it’s an honor to fight a three time defending world champion on track. I respect him a lot, and it’s mutual, so the racing is good fun and we’ll see what happens.”
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scudesainz: who would’ve thought Red Bull domination could be fun
norrislights: this is 100% not how i expected either of them to act, i thought they’d have a huge fall out like brocedes
brocedeslove: 🫠
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f1waggossip: As things stand, it’s all pointing towards a more than professional relationship between the Red Bull teammates, as they’ve been spotted vacationing for the summer break at the same place, Greece. How will this affect their performance on track?
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maxchampion: “more than professional relationship” u mean friendship
cuntcedesrussel: i mean yea but why are they spending their summer break together when they already spend every moment on season together
y/nsdarling: what if… and just hear me out for a second… they are just vacationing together because they like each other
lovelyy/n: like each other as more than friends lol
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maxverstappen1: Once again, congratulations y/nusername on your win today. To keep you humble, I added your picture meditating. We will keep pushing on my side of the garage till the end 💪🏼
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y/nusername: give it up old man!! (we will fight you the end too 💙)
maxfanpage: I honestly feel like Y/N is riling Max up and also seducing him to win the championship
landonorizzzz: WHO LET THEM COOK 👩🍳
y/ngirly: ratio + nobody asked + stupid ass take + were you dropped as a child
comfortmax: you are dumb asf if you think max out of all people would let anything distract him from his goals… maybe y/n is just that good
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y/nusername: happy bday to my teammate who is always trying to beat me at everything, and who i am trying to seduce in return. love you maxie 💞
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maxverstappen1: Seducing unnecessary, I will beat you anyway😂 Thank you for everything! Love you too.
landonorris: who doesn’t love competitive sexual tension
y/nmaxnation: HELLO??
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redbullracing: Everything comes down to today. In the final race of the year, one of our drivers will become champion. We, at the team, are all extremely proud of them, we wish them the best of luck, and we are lucky to call them our 2023 World Driver’s Championship 1st and 2nd place, no matter today’s result. 💙🏆
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y/nusername: and that’s a world championship. i’m so immensely grateful to anyone who has ever supported me, from when i was a 6 year old trying to get in karts, a 13 year old traveling around the world with her mom competing, a 16 year old who thought her dream was over, an 18 year old that got her hope back, a 23 year old who took one step closer, and a 25 year old who finally did it, as well as everything in between. this is dedicated to anyone who has ever been told they couldn’t do it; you can.
special thank you to redbullracing and maxverstappen1, fighting with you and alongside you has been the privilege of a lifetime.
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maxverstappen1: You deserve it all 💙
leclercsainzteam: tooth rottingly sweet i can’t
y/ndarling: im screaming crying and throwing up
landonorris: awwwwwwwyeah👏🏻
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maxverstappen1: We barely missed out on the fourth championship, but if anyone had to win I’m very glad it was y/nusername in my team. Congatulations as I eloquently wrote! 🎊🍾 🎈 Here’s to what’s to come.
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y/nusername: maxie i couldn’t have done it without you pushing me to be my best
christianhorner: What an amazing season, and what an amazing pair of drivers! 💪🏼
maxielforever: i’m sorry but the way they hold each other you can’t tell me there isn’t something else there
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redbullracing: We had a blast at our team championship celebration party 🎈Max brought out the red balloons for Y/N, there was champagne, good food and even better company. Congratulations once again to our incredible drivers, and we are already looking forward to next year.
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y/nreligion: shut the fuck up red is her favorite color that’s why he did that
maxloverboy: certified whipped behavior from both parties here, y’all see the way she’s looking at him?
vloggingy/n: i don’t understand why we always have to assume male and female friendships to be something else
formulared: i mean sure but we aren’t blind
#f1 au#f1#f1 fanfic#f1 smau#f1 social media au#f1 x reader#formula 1#max verstappen#max verstappen au#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen smau#max Verstappen fanfic
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I always had this idea in mind, hiro hamada x reader who gets extreme haircuts? (sorry if something is not coherent, I'm using Google Translate)
Hiro x Reader w Extreme/unique haircuts!
Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!Reader
Ramona flowers core (Not actually just what I thought of when writing this)
Your hair is the first thing he takes note of when he first meets you
Then again, when the next week he sees you, you have an entirely different look
He thinks it’s sorta odd but doesn’t really think anything else of it
But when he does mention it to someone (prolly to someone in the group since that’s how you guys met)
They’re confused cuz it’s the norm for you
Ngl I feel like he’d be sorta embarrassed (for the lack of a better word) about it
Not rlly but yknow just sorta awkward about how your hair draws attention to you guys wherever you go
But eventually he realizes he shouldn’t feel this way since it’s all chill
As your relationship progresses he doesn’t really mention it but he does say when he likes the hairdo
Whether or not it’s known to him, he’s actually the inspiration for a lot of new looks of yours
He says his fav color is blue? Then you dye your hair blue
(Tv girl ref?-🤓)
Anyway
It’s probably not rlly that big until you ask hiro if he’d wanna help you dye your dead hair
Then he’s just like sure and you two actually end up going to the dollar store or something to get the dye and do it at his house
Cass was surprised when she got home that evening from shopping to find you with a plastic bag over your head but honestly? Doesn’t mind it
Just go downstairs to get the snacks she bought you guys
Plus it’s not rlly that shocking or notable until she gets a call from Hiro while she’s working the cafe (he doesn’t wanna bother her) and he asks if he could dye his hair
I mean she’s like sure, but how come?
Flashback to you asking hiro if he’d wanna dye his hair with you
Because we both know he won’t cut it in anyway you’re willing to
He ends up with a streak of your fav color and you with his
It’s cute until he turns over and your cutting your bangs, again
Honestly should’ve mentioned it earlier
But this was honestly shocking when he first saw it
You’re so nonchalant about your hair being cut, dyed, crimped, burnt, etc
He’s surprised it hasn’t completely died or fallen out))
Honestly? I wouldn’t be surprised if you had a social media account about your hair
And neither would Hiro tbh
If you do he’d honestly follow and like every post (supportive king)
That is until you approach him with cutting his hair
You’re lucky hiro even let you dye his hair
Don’t push it ☝️🤓
But yea honestly what were you thinking?
His hair is just fine, not every guy needs to go through that canon even of getting their lucious hair cut and be balded
It’s not a rite of passage and certainly not gonna happen here so move along
#fanfic#gn reader#male reader#fluff#fanfic fluff#female reader#fluff headcanons#hiro hamada x gn reader#hiro x male reader#hiro x reader#bh6 hiro#hiro bh6#hiro hamada x reader#hiro hamada#bh6 x reader#bh6 fanfiction#bh6 fandom#bh6
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To Have And To Scold
♥ ♥ Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader
Summary: Your best friends are getting married, and who else can they ask to be their best man and maid of honour but you and Joe? It's just that... you don't really get along all that well, do you? At least, that's what you think.
CW / disclaimer: sort of enemies to sort of lovers (very vague, im sorry, but you'll see), slow burn, language, drinking, rpf, fem!reader
Author’s note: here's part 3! it's looking like this story is going to be surpassing my usual 5 parts... so, um... i hope everyone gets invested enough to keep reading past that!
Wordcount: 4K
part one - part two - part three - part four - part five - part six - part seven - part eight - part nine - part ten - epilogue
You couldn't stop thinking about it, and it was so dumb. But... you simply couldn't help it.
That framed picture somehow would find its way back into your thoughts every so often. It felt a little weird, but you also kept almost automatically rationalising it for yourself. You had photos with Mark all over; your social media pages were littered with photographs of the two of you throughout the years, and the comments accompanying them would probably make anyone feel the same way you did about that framed photograph in Joe's hallway.
So then, why did that framed photograph feel so weird to you?
Joe loved Poppy like you loved Mark, you knew that to be true. The only reason Poppy wasn't weird about your friendship with Mark was because of her friendship with Joe.
You all understood on a level not many other people did.
But still... you didn't know why, but, that photograph of the two of them felt... odd. Kind of raised your hackles a little. So, you asked Mark if he'd seen it when he was over at yours for snack night: a night of lots of snacks and dips as a substitute for dinner.
"So, I've got a question... remember when I went over to visit Joe two weeks ago?"
Mark snuck a baby carrot into his mouth that scooped up a dollop of hummus twice its size, and then immediately wanted to say something.
"Hmm," Mark hummed urgently, his face in a deep frown as he chewed.
It took ages for him to get it down, but you waited because going straight in to call Mark's fiance's friend weird might not have been the best way to go about this.
"Yea, what the fuck happened?" Mark asked, eyes big, but already aimed at another snack to grab from another bowl.
"What do you mean? Nothing happened,"
Mark looked at you all sarcastically as he chewed, as if to say, yea, all right, sure.
"What? We talked about your wedding, set dates for events, you know, figured some things out," you waved a hand around to convey the casuality, "But–"
You were about to ask Mark if he'd seen that framed photo of Joe and Poppy that he'd cropped the two of you out of, but Mark interjected before you could bring it up.
"No... something happened." Mark said matter-of-factly and then he paused and looked at you, ready to listen to what you had to say for yourself. But, you kept quiet too, because what the fuck was he on about? So, Mark continued, "Joe didn't speak to Poppy for like... five days? Four or five days after that, which is," Mark leant back and tilted his head back to shout his next words towards the ceiling, "a huuuuge deal!"
"Oh, well, that must've been unrelated to our meeting... we just talked about your wedding, he said I was nice, and–"
"Ah!"
Mark pointed a finger at you that he held right next to his face, one eye closed as he looked at you.
"That's it. He said you were nice,"
"I am nice," you argued.
"Yea, we tell Joe all the time... but he said you were nice?"
Opting to ignore the fact that you'd now heard from several sources that people were talking about you behind your back, you explained how you'd nearly walked out after Joe thought he was being smart that night. How you had said that you were a nice person, implying that Joe could just have been friendly and polite, and it would've been normal. And then you explained how, at the end of the night, Joe had struggled through telling you that he agreed and thought you were nice too. You mocked Joe to paint a vivid picture for Mark and exaggeratedly stuttered your way through the words Joe'd said.
Mark just ate and listened to you, and by the end shook his head a little at your impression, a dangerous smile playing his face.
"But have you seen that framed photograph he has in his hallway? Right by the front door?"
You finally got to the point you were trying to make.
"Of Pop?"
"The one we're cropped out of," you were hoping for Mark to be a little outraged, but he remained totally calm.
"Yea, Poppy has the same one, we've got it framed upstairs, on the landing," Mark said as he licked spilled mascarpone from his finger. "Smaller version, though,"
"We're cropped out of that,"
"Yea,"
"Mark... we're cropped out of that," you needed more of a reaction from him.
"Yes."
But you didn't get it. Mark didn't seem bothered at all. Like you'd said, Mark was made of trust and had just gone and proven it once more.
"He went and had a photo printed that he then had to cut two people out of... don't you think that's weird?"
"Why would it be weird?"
"I mean, I don't know... there are so many other pictures of the two of them, why did he choose a pic that he had to cut us out of,"
Mark shrugged, said, "It's a nice photo of them," and that was that. It was a nice photo of them. It just... it bothered you. You were unable to articulate why it did, exactly.
A phone buzzed on the table, and both of you looked to see if yours was the one that was ringing. It turned out to be Mark's.
Joe was calling.
"Speaking of," Mark said, answering and bringing the phone to his ear, "Joe!"
Mark listened, then rolled his eyes at you even though you had no idea what Joe was telling him.
"How drunk?"
You couldn't help but let a huffed laugh escape you. Poppy and Joe had gone to the pub, you knew. Context clues filled you in on the situation.
"Fucking hell," Mark said and kind of slumped into your sofa more as he listened to whatever Joe was telling him. "I mean, I'd give you advice, but you've been in this situation more than I have,"
Mark was going to have to leave, wasn't he?
He suddenly laughed loudly at something Joe said, head tipped back, mouth wide open, before muttering, "Shared responsibility," softly, indicating he was repeating Joe's words back to him.
"Yea, no. All right, that's fine... see you in a bit. Keep a close eye on her, though, will you?"
Mark said it with love so evident in his voice, it made you scrunch up your eyebrows. If someone else had been there, you'd have made eye-contact with them and would've probably audibly awed.
Mark laughed again at something Joe said, then shook his head as he looked at you, like you knew what the fuck was going on.
When Mark hung up, he turned to you and without any warning said, "Let's go, we're going to the pub."
When you walked in about twenty minutes later, the place was absolutely packed.
"Go grab four beers, I'll find them," Mark said, and you asked, "Four beers? Not three beers and, I don't know, a sprite for Pop?"
"Four beers," Mark said again, holding four fingers up for emphasis before he pushed himself in between a few people and disappeared into the crowd. Off to find Poppy and Joe.
You turned towards the bar and sighed at the fact that Joe and Poppy hadn't just gone to a normal pub, but somehow, one that seemed to exclusively house an after-work-drinks sort of crowd. Most people were dressed smartly, men in suits with top buttons undone and women in pencil skirts and high heels that crossed their legs at the ankles as they held drinks against forearms that were folded over their stomachs. You were in jeans and converse and definitely felt out of place, but the atmosphere was nice. You almost couldn't hear the music over the loud chatter and the belly laughs.
Just when you thought, okay so how am I going to get these four drinks over to my friends when I don't know where they are, all three of them popped up right beside you.
And Poppy was wasted.
"Babe," she slurred as she slung both her arms around your neck the minute she laid eyes on you; eyes that were barely open and kind of crossed over, mind you.
For someone semi-posh, Poppy got sloppy alarmingly quick when alcohol entered her system. She was like you in that way.
"I love you, you know that?" Poppy sprayed into your ear loudly, voice control out of the window, and it made you wince at Mark over her shoulder.
"I'm taking her home," Mark said and that's when you noticed that Joe was trying to get one of Poppy's arms into her coat. She was still attached to you, however, so it really wasn't working out for him.
"I really do," Poppy didn't pay Joe any mind and instead evaded his hands and grabbed you by the face as she pulled back from her hug. For a second you were scared she was going to plant a fat drunk kiss right onto your face.
"Not like Mark does obviously, but I do love you, you're amazing,"
You frowned through a smile, not sure where this was coming from. Had Joe and Poppy talked about the two of you like you and Mark had talked about the two of them? That didn't sound completely out of this world. Kind of made sense, actually.
"Okay, Poppy," your frown turned into scrunched up eyebrows, but your smile remained, unwavering.
"No, listen to me," Poppy got all serious, her hands still clasping your face. She tried to make stern eye-contact, but her eyes were dancing.
"Let's go Pop," Mark interrupted, but it was like he wasn't even there.
"You're so important,"
She was so, so drunk. You could smell the liquor on her breath.
"Thanks,"
"And nice,"
You shot eyes over to Joe who quickly looked down, folding Poppy's coat over his arm, giving up on trying to get Poppy to put it on. He passed it to Mark who leant in to say something closer to his ear that you didn't catch, but Joe laughed, mouthed, "Tequila," and then held up 6 fingers. Mark groaned.
"Poppy," you moved your hands to covers hers and softly pried them off of you. "Thank you. I love you too. But, look who's waiting," you pointed a small finger over her shoulder at Mark, and Poppy seemed very annoyed which only made you laugh.
"Let's go, babe," Mark took hold of Poppy's shoulders and you saw him work to hold her up as much as he was working to guide her towards the exit. Her feet were everywhere and nowhere, just like her the aim of her eyes.
"Good luck," Joe grinned at Mark who looked back over his shoulder.
The two of you made eye-contact, and within 2 seconds of just looking at each other, you'd said goodbye and promised to call each other tomorrow, all unspoken.
"Don't let those beers to go waste," Mark nodded towards the bar where the four beers you'd just paid for still stood, waiting to be drunk.
Oh.
Immediate panic washed over you.
Mark and Poppy were leaving, which meant now you and Joe had four beers to share and... you and Joe had four beers to share.
Mark could've been smug about it. Could've made a face at you to tease, but he hadn't. Had just quickly said to drink the drinks and then turned his full attention to his fiancé who was bumping and leaning into people left, right, and center.
"You got it," Joe wasn't going to let himself be told twice and slid two glasses slightly more towards you before grabbing the other two, one drink in each hand, double fisting. It looked like Joe had also had a few drinks already, which, of course he had. Poppy hadn't been doing tequila shots on her own, you assumed.
Suddenly, your evening with Mark of bitching about Joe from the comfortability of your own sofa in your own flat had turned into an evening in a posh pub with the actual dude himself. Alone. Just the two of you in a sea of suits, button-ups and pencil skirts. The prospect of it was awful.
Who would mind two wasted beers? No one really. Certainly not you, at least. Joe could have all four if he wanted. You were about to come with a dumb excuse, a polite one, to get out of there, but before you could, Joe cleared his throat.
"So," Joe said, and you couldn't believe what you were seeing. Joe was sort of turned to you, full body language engaged and ready for a chat.
A chat.
With you.
Like normal people.
Like friends.
"Who's going to be your plus one?" Joe asked and immediately busied his mouth as he took a slow sip of beer, peering at you over the glass.
You frowned a little at his question, and then more at the way he looked. All suited up, top buttons of his shirt undone, loafers – he looked like everyone else there, fit right in amongst the office crowd even though you knew very well Joe didn't have an office job. Joe didn't know how to do water-cooler-talk, didn't know how office gossip worked. Why these after-work drinks at the pub were such an important part of working in an office. You did, or had done, but still, Joe fit in with everyone else and it was very clear that you didn't.
It made you feel inferior but also a little rebellious at the same time.
You reached for a drink for yourself, deciding that you actually would mind wasting two beers that you'd paid for and you copied Joe, taking an even slower sip than he did, buying yourself time. If this was going to happen, if you were going to have drinks and be out with Joe, you weren't going to be the first one to back out. You had said you were going to at least try to be friendly, hadn't you? And it seemed like Joe was trying, so now you had to too.
"For the wedding," Joe clarified, like you didn't understand what he originally meant.
You took long to answer, smacked your lips and looked at your glass as you lowered it, saying, "I don't think we get plus ones, Joe,"
It was Joe's turn to frown.
"Of course we do,"
"Don't think so,"
You had the wedding invitation stuck under a magnet on your fridge. Saw it every day. Nowhere did it mention a plus one for you. You assumed later because you'd been asked to be Mark's best man. You'd have actual jobs to do. Bringing a date just to leave him stranded was weird, and so it made sense to you.
"Why wouldn't we?"
Joe hadn't had the same train of thought, it turned out.
"Does your wedding invitation have a plus one on? Because mine doesn't,"
Joe thought back, eyes darting around but not really looking at anything. "I don't... I don't remember word for word exactly what the invitation said–" Joe paused abruptly and looked at you, one corner of his mouth slightly upturned. "Well, I do, of course," He didn't, but he didn't need you to know that. "But surely..."
"I think they kind of want us to focus on the jobs we've been given," you said, feeling all smug that you got to tell Joe something he didn't know yet. One-upping Joe felt stupidly good. You were in jeans! In dirty old canvas trainers!
"Oh yea," Joe quipped, and you didn't like how casual that suddenly sounded.
"Like not forgetting the rings,"
And there it was. In a reflex, you lifted your middle finger up at him and immediately realised that Joe could absolutely take full offense. You weren't people who flipped each other off for fun. You said you were to at least try to be friendly, but nothing else had really changed since your meeting over at Joe's house. You weren't suddenly people who were comfortable around each other to be mean in ways you could be mean with Mark, knowing that the bickering was never damaging but more a fun way to get actual frustrations out.
But luckily, Joe gasped a small gasp through a wide smile. No offense taken.
"I thought you said you were nice," the face Joe made almost seemed flirty.
"And you agreed," you threw right back at him. "Even told Pop about it,"
Joe didn't argue, and so you knew you were right. Joe and Poppy had talked about you and Mark.
A pause followed where you weren't sure how to continue the conversation, and the feeling of wanting to abandon the evening all together crept back in. You'd had half a beer, had said some words to each other, so you knew it'd be all right for you to now go, well, I actually have to go get going. But then, something else crossed your mind.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Joe absolutely wasn't expecting the tone switch in you, suddenly sort of serious.
"Have you thought about your speech already?"
You'd briefly mentioned it the other night, your speeches. You'd said that you would just need to make sure that the vague idea of them wouldn't be insanely different from each other. If you were just going to do a a short quick little cute speech, Joe couldn't do an insanely long one that included a whole PowerPoint presentation, or something else insane, like a song. But, you'd very quickly come to the conclusion that neither of you wanted to speak into a microphone for very long.
You wanted your speech to be heartwrenchingly beautiful though. Mark was going to fucking wail at his wedding, you'd absolutely make sure of it.
"I have," Joe said, nodded slowly, and for a second you thought, how the fuck is this guy an actor?! He was obviously lying.
"Okay..." you phrased it like a question, and a short silence followed where you both narrowed your eyes at each other, not fully trusting what wasn't said aloud. Joe was confusing you and you didn't like it.
"But we really don't get plus ones?"
You knew Poppy would have laughed at the way he said it. You didn't. You just shrugged.
"Maybe Poppy doesn't want you to bring a date, just because,"
Oof. Wrong thing to say. Insinuating all kinds of things Joe didn't appreciate, you could see it in the sudden tension in his jaw. It hit almost below the belt. You kind of meant it, though. Had that blown up framed photo of them on your mind still.
"And perhaps Mark doesn't want you to bring one for the same reason,"
You learnt the hard way that dishing it out was far easier than taking it.
That stung, like it always did when people would assume you and Mark were dating, and wouldn't believe it when you said you weren't.
It stung almost extra because you'd just thrown someone a comment you hated getting yourself, and then got it right back like you deserved. The fact that it was from someone who'd probably gotten the comment loads too made you feel even worse about it.
Served you right.
If the air between you hadn't been awkward but maybe sort of pleasant for a second, you missed it.
Slow sips from wet beer glasses were had, and you cursed yourself for not being able to just call it a night already. You were committed to win this now, even though none of this was a contest. Nothing ever was, but you were just like that. Couldn't help wanting to win at everything, especially when it came to petty shit like this. There was no way you were going to leave this pub before Joe did.
It was all awkward comments, feigned naturalness and ease, and when you finished your second beer, you hated how Joe just went and ordered another two. He kept you there and you realised he was onto you. He fucking knew you weren’t going to say no, weren’t going to be the one to back out first. You were too much like Poppy in that way, you thought, and it felt a little vulnerable. Like Joe could read you, could really see right through you, just because he knew Poppy so well.
But with alcohol in your system, you started feeling invincible. Feelings like guilt and regret took a back seat, which was dangerous.
Made you order the next round, just out of sheer spite. And you'd barely eaten - just things like cucumber and carrots with hummus and tzatziki - and started to really feel the effects of it.
Made you smile at a stranger like you shared an inside joke when he bumped into Joe and made him spill some of his drink.
Made you ask stupid questions, like why Joe had a cropped photo of him and Poppy framed in his hallway.
"I don't know if you've fully understood the situation, but I can explain it in simpler words, if you'd like?"
Patronising. Joe spoke to you like you were an idiot.
"I am friends with Poppy, and have been friends with her for a looong time. We're family, and sometimes it's nice to have photographs of family up on your walls. Some people think so, at least,"
So very patronising, it was honestly insulting. He was also missing the point. Didn't understand what you meant. He probably wouldn't, even if you explained it, you thought, so you left it alone.
"It's okay if you don't get it," Joe looked down his glass before adding, "if you don't have that same sort of bond with Mark, I don't expect you to understand," and taking a sip.
Too far.
You were getting too intoxicated to just... take shit like this.
"Oh you wouldn't fucking know what friendship was if it stared you right in the face," you challenged.
For a second tonight had been about proving to each other that your friendship with you best friends didn't cross any inappropriate boundaries. Now, however, it was suddenly all about proving to Joe that your friendship with Mark outweighed his friendship with Poppy.
Joe had no fucking idea how bonded you and Mark were.
How you'd gone through absolutely shit in your teens, and how Mark had managed to haul you through, pulling you out at the other end with a lot less scars than you'd imagined beforehand.
How you'd spent years not thinking you'd live past your teens, battered and bruised from trusting people you were told time and time again you could trust. Had to trust. But should've never trusted. How Mark was the one who'd held out a friendly hand and had proven to you time and time again that men sometimes didn't want all the things you weren't ready to give. Weren't willing to hand over.
How Mark had fixed parts of you which you'd redeemed unfixable until he'd gotten all up in there.
How Mark was solely responsible for your strong belief in the power of kindness. The power of true friendship. The platonic soulmates type of shit.
Joe had no fucking idea. And so you told him again, "You wouldn't even fucking recognise it,"
Joe was about to fight you on it, but he felt something had shifted. Saw something in your expression, in your eyes, that made him swallow his words whole.
Joe saw something that made him believe you on your word. Maybe his friendship with Poppy was a small tiny thing in comparison.
"I'm sorry," Joe's features softened immediately upon the sight of you, and it was all kinds of wrong.
Somehow everything felt unfair all of the sudden.
You needed to leave.
Needed to be polite and thank Joe for the lovely evening all sarcastically and leave without a good excuse to do so. Just, get out.
Away from Joe who didn't understand. Who made fun. Who judged. And who was he to fucking talk?
When you hurridly turned, intending to run, Joe gently reached and touched your upper arm. Strong fingers, but somehow a soft touch.
"I need to leave," you said, and without saying anything else, Joe let you go and let you walk out.
No questions asked.
No goodbye from either of you.
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sparks fly - will borgen (2)
will borgen x fem!reader (part social media)
summary: you bring you favourite player a birthday gift at a kraken practice
warnings: this is pure delusion lol enjoy, fluff 🧸 please pretend the game on dec.20th was at home not in california
word count: 1.3k (this is part 2 )
❥ click here for part one
9:46am - you
you came back downstairs dressed and feeling refreshed after your shower, grabbing your phone off the counter getting your shoes on. you had a few errands to run, and if you wanted to be home in time to watch the game tonight, you wanted to get a move on.
since it was close to christmas, you hated how busy it was downtown, but you always loved how they decorated the trees, snapping a quick picture and posting it to your story. you admired the passing buildings from the backseat of the uber you were in, when your phone buzzed in your lap. your eyes almost fell out of your skull as you saw what the notification was. once again, you had to check a few times to convince yourself that it truly was the real will borgen messaging you, and you pinched yourself as you typed out each reply.
he didn’t reply as fast this time, and you tried not to look insane to your driver as you checked your phone every 10 seconds. finally, a reply came through, but it only left you more bewildered.
he had sent you a ticket to the game? you couldn’t fathom why, but you weren’t going to say no when your favourite player was saying he wanted you there; that he wanted to see you. the game wasn’t until later that evening, giving you plenty of time to both get ready, and overthink everything about the situation.
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6:21pm - you
you still felt like this was all a dream, even as you arrived at the arena and got to your seat, in the lower 100s section near the net that the kraken would shoot on twice during the game. you felt bad, wondering how much the ticket had cost, but you were pretty sure the players got a few tickets for free, so you hoped that was the case.
the kraken won in the end, leaving you feeling even more on cloud 9 as you walked up to the concession area of the arena. you were getting ready to leave, when you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.
you felt like you were going crazy, wondering what made you so special to deserve all of this happening to you. nervousness grew in the pit of your stomach - you had never hung out with a professional hockey player before. what would you talk about? what if you made a fool of yourself? he must have sensed your hesitance somehow, because after a minute of you not replying, another message came through.
if someone had told you 24 hours ago that you would be texting with, never mind getting coffee with will borgen, you would have laughed in their face. but somehow, you wondered if he had also felt that little spark between the two of you at the iceplex, and that’s why this was all happening. it sounded a little too fantastical for you, but you would believe anything at this point.
you got to the starbucks, the restaurant part being mostly empty, just a few people in line for takeout. you sat at a table in the corner, waiting anxiously.
as promised, 20 minutes later, you saw will sneak past the two people still in line, and over to your table.
“hey, thanks for waiting,” he smiled shyly, and you smiled back at him. how could he be nervous right now? you wondered.
“no problem. you’re really you,” you laughed softly, and he chuckled.
“yea, did you think i wasn’t?”
“a tiny part of me did. the ticket kinda convinced me but this is …. a little insane.”
“in a good way?” he asked nervously.
“will, of course i mean in a good way. i just … why me?” you fiddled with your hands in your lap, picking at your fingernails.
“why not you?”
“i mean i’m just me and you’re.. you.”
“you realize that makes no sense right?” he laughed, and you couldn’t help but giggle. despite how nervous you were, you felt more and more comfortable in his presence.
“you know what i mean.”
“you know, matty actually had to convince me to work up the nerve to message you.” you looked up at him, surprised.
“really?” you asked in disbelief. “do the other guys know-“
“no just him. he doesn’t know we’re together right now but he convinced me to invite you to the game.”
“well thank him for me then,” you laughed. “should we get drinks?” will nodded, and the two of you went to the counter to order. will insisted on paying for the drinks despite your protests, and he asked if you wanted to walk around the arena.
“you’re not worried about people seeing you?”
“no, most people are gone anyway even if i did.” as he took a sip of his drink, you smiled, noticing a familiar string of blue beads around /,” you smiled, holding his wrist softly to admire it on him.
“yeah, this really pretty girl gave it to me for my birthday,” he said, sliding his hand into yours and licking your fingers together. you blushed slightly as you walked hand in hand around the arena, will showing you around and explaining different things about the game. it had only been about half an hour, but you felt like you had known eachother for years.
•
matty beniers was walking out of the arena, having stayed a little later than usual after the game. as he looked down the hall, he noticed you and will walking the other way, smiling to himself as he walked to his car.
“he actually did it,” he thought to himself, proud of his friend for taking his advice. he ran into yamamoto who was also just leaving.
“hey, borgy’s not with you?” he asked, and matty shook his head.
“he had a few things to do tonight,” matty lied, not wanting to be the one to tell the guys about will and his potential new girl.
“i guess we’re celebrating his birthday without him then,” kailer laughed, and patty pushed him gently towards the door.
“more cake for us.”
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10:51pm - you
“so did you enjoy your birthday?” you asked, laughing as will swung your joined hands back and forth between you slightly.
“yes, but i think i might have enjoyed today more,” he smiled. “it is getting late though and i don’t want to keep you here forever. do you have a ride home?”
“yeah, it is. i can take an uber-“
“i could drive you if you want?” he offered, and you smiled.
“if it’s not a bother- thank you.”
after a short drive, will pulled up outside your apartment, and you felt sad to be saying goodbye. what if he didn’t want to see you again?
“i would invite you up, but i really wasn’t prepared to have guests so the place is a mess. and it’s pretty late so you probably want to get home and-“
“it’s okay,” he laughed at your rambling. “next time. we fly to anaheim for a few days but i’d like to see you when i get back- if you want to i mean,” it was his turn to ramble, the fact that he was also a little nervous made you feel more at ease somehow.
“yeah, i would really like that,” you smiled. “i’ll be cheering you guys on from home.”
“thanks,” he replied, but looked like he wanted to say something else. “…can i kiss you goodnight?” he asked, and your face got warm, but you nodded. he leaned in, pressing his lips to yours softly. the taste of coffee on his tongue was sweet, and you found yourself wanting to kiss him again as he pulled away, but you didn’t.
“i’ll text you tomorrow?” he offered, and you nodded, getting out of the car and wishing him goodnight. he waited in his car to make sure you got in the building safely, and you sighed happily, a huge smile on your face as you rose the elevator up to your floor.
you just hoped the next few days went by fast.
disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned
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Behold, an unasked for, frankly concerning, painfully cringy and probably idiotic rant about Bojack horseman. read if you want lmao
first off, I am not that far into Bojack horseman, I am just now finishing up the second season. and even though I haven’t seen that much I am literally obsessed with it, and have consumed a very embarrassing amount of media about it I PROMISE I KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT I HAVE WATCHED A MILLION VIDEO ESSAYS. I am very passionate about this please bear with me Lmao.
As a mentally Ill person, Most media about mental illness and especially depression misses the mark. Books like “girl in pieces” and “my year of relaxation and rest” seem like they are laced with misery from the start to finish page, and seem like there is no actually depth and everything sits on the surface (I have read both of these books by the way). I believe they very commonly include controversial topics that can be sort of alienating instead of making people feel included, which doesn’t make a ton of sense but I feel it’s very possible to have actual depth without literally actively alienating the people that consume your content.
with BoJack Horseman, I genuinely assumed it was a stupid cartoon about a talking horse. Which it sort of is, but I heard good and bad things about it so I decided to try for myself and I was immediately compelled by how they introduce such serious topics with an on the surface almost stupidity, but also humor and ACTUAL ACCURATE DEPICTIONS OF DEPRESSION. as a person with depression and anxiety, I do not want to see a extremely attractive girl wearing makeup with perfect hair sitting in her bed in her spotless room while a singularly tear falls down her stupid but conventionally attractive face. I mean, not saying that’s not a valid experience of depression but depression/mental illness is messy. It’s disappointing, unbearable, and complicated. For most cases, it can negatively impact things like your character, social life, relationships with people you love, career, or ANYTHING in an awful way. And that doesn’t make you a bad person, but that is realistically The affects mental illness can/will have on you. Once again, not saying that mental illness has to ruin your life for it to be valid but a lot of the Time it can, or almost can.
take BoJack, for example. he is an alcoholic, has strangled a girl, sabotaged Todd’s career, backstabbed herb ETC ETC. So yea, he’s sort of a bad person and that’s a question the show sort of lets you answer for yourself. But he also had an awful childhood and absolutely hates himself. To alot of people, that makes him real because when you have the things that happen to BoJack happen to you, the things he does to people are things that THE CAUSE MAKES SENSE FOR THE AFFECT. despite all of this, BoJack tries to be a better person relentlessly, and fails every time. BoJack is painfully human (which is funny because he’s a horse) and that’s why he is an amazing character and a realistic character. It doesn’t make sense to have a traumatized mentally Ill character that is literally perfect and completely unscathed.
Take Diane, for example. Diane is an example of an amazing complex character. some people don’t like Diane and think she is a hypocrite, WHICH IS LITERALLY BULLSHIT AND I COULD SPEND HOURS TALKING ABOUT WHY ITS BULLSHIT. BoJack and Diane had similar childhoods, where they were both told negative things by their family members/parents but the main difference is that BoJack believed them and Diane did not. Another point is that BoJack and all the other characters make you feel comfortable with being or feeling “broken” but Diane makes you feel uncomfortable about not doing anything about it. Diane does make a sort of recovery, by taking antidepressants, gaining weight, and divorcing Mr. Peanut butter. Diane is complex, realistic and an amazing character. Tbh I think most Diane haters are just misogynistic.
One last example is Todd. Todd is supposed to be the sort of comic relief, stupid character (ex. “Todd pick up your shit”) But he has depth!! He has trauma and issues and he’s asexual, which is pretty cool because I never see asexuals in tv shows. id say a time you get a little glimpse into Todd as a whole is when he tells Bojack; “it’s not the drugs, it’s not the alcohol, it’s not the shitty things that happened to you when you were a kid, you are all the things that are wrong with you. Fuck, Man what else is there to say?” which is an amazing line and a hard truth that Bojack kinda needed to hear. Also may I add the genius use of the word fuck in the entire series, only using it once per season to really put emphasis on something. It is not used casually in the show. The only time it is used in season one is when BoJack tries to apologize to Herb and he says “Now get the fuck out of my house.” Which is a very big deal for BoJack.
Overall, this is way too long and I think it takes actual talent to be able to portray depression so well and have lines like “before I jumped, I should have seen the view from halfway down” (which btw is gonna be my yearbook quote) and also be about talking animals and be animated. Genuinely very impressive.
edit: I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT SARAH LYNN OH MY GOD
#bojack horseman#diane nguyen#You are all the things that are wrong with you#Diane Nguyen is girlboss you guys are just misogynistic
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I hate to be the one to break it to you but this happens in a lot of fanbases when you get popular. I’m not saying it’s excusable but i think to specifically call out one fanbase for doing ts as if they’re the only ones doing it is a bit🌚. Secondly, the whole thing ab them being uncomfortable or not, you wouldn’t know that either! Just bc you find shit weird, doesnt mean they do. Ppl only run w the whole perspective that they dc bc they literally show they do not care. But yh i do agree w the small things that are being dragged out😭😭😭sadly, a lot of fans especially of paiges, are very young so stuff like this is bound to happen. You get weird fans in every fanbase, unfortunately it’s bothing new. But the whole ‘pazzi’ thing in general isnt that deep imo, both paige and azzi like and favourite tik toks ab it, aubrey followed a pazzi account on tik tok and kk liked a shipping tik tok too so if anything, i think they do not care😂
i agree w you this happens with a lot of celebs and it genuinely pisses me off like so many friendships or relationships have seemingly been ruined by fans overstepping boundaries and yea i can get where youre coming from about it seeming like they dont care but like you said and i said we dont know them personally, social media is so fake and just because someone puts on this persona on the media doesnt mean it’s how they feel in real life. and yea aubrey and kk have done wtv but thats AUBREY and KK not PAIGE and AZZI😭 i just feel like fans need to learn boundaries and come to terms with the fact that we DONT. KNOW. THEM. like at all
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Good Boy~ (19)
Masterlist- Series masterlist - Previous - Next
Chapter 19
Summary: Miyeon opens a dog cafe with her 5 dogs and two handsome young men happen to come in on opening day.
Pairing: Yunho x reader (named Miyeon) x Mingi
Genre: fluff for the most part (with a little bit of angst)
A quiet groan left Miyeon’s lips as the professor went over the syllabus of the class. Her brown haired friend turned to her while flipping his pen a couple of times. “This class is going to bore me to death, Yeosang.” She whispered towards him. In response he shrugged. “I dunno, it seems like it's going to be an easy A for me.” He leans back and smirks. “Maybe not too much for you.” Miyeon lightly elbows his side. “Yeah right I have trouble getting you to make a social media presence for us at the cafe.”
“Well you said I can’t shitpost so it's hard to think of something.”
“Saying that we will draw doge on peoples lattes is not a good business move”
“Whatever”
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That Friday Miyeon had her laptop set up by the cash register around 1:30 pm. The lunch rush was not as bad as it usually is, maybe because everyone was working hard towards the weekend. She had an online English class around this time and the 4 other employees seemed to be busy with other engagements such as clubs, sports and other classes. A familiar orange haired boy also introduced himself to be in her class so she was glad to see at least one familiar face. The cafe itself is mostly empty with a couple of customers drinking coffee and working on various projects on their devices. The dogs were littered around the cafe as well except Yuo who was lying in one of the dog beds behind the counter and near Miyeon.
Luckily the rest of the day was also pretty quiet. Customers came in to order coffees and sat quietly using the cafe as a peaceful workplace where they could even pet a dog if they got too stressed. Three pm came around surprisingly fast and Miyeon closed the shop by herself after her class ended around 2:30. She then continued with her day by showering and leashing her dogs up for a nice walk. Things were going pretty smoothly as she made sure her dogs were well trained and in life when it came to walk etiquette. Eventually they circle back to head back towards the cafe.
“Hey! funny seeing you here.” A voice calls out to Miyeon. She turns around to look at the voice and is greeted by none other than Yunho.
“Yunho!” She grins at the tall man jogging over to approach her. He bends down towards all the excited dogs. Even Yuo seemed a little comfortable with his presence. “What are you doing around here?” Once the dogs calm down he stands up straight.
“I was just taking a walk around the park when I noticed you walking the puppies so I had to at least say hi.” He lets out a small chuckle as they begin to walk and talk due to the restless dogs. “Ah well I'm a little hard to miss but I'm glad to see you.”
“Likewise!”
After a slight pause in the conversation Yunho takes a deep breath. “Hey, I have a question for you.” His whole bright demeanor seemed to change to a more shy tone.
“Sure, ask away.” She glanced up at his nervous figure. He was playing with his fingers one second then fixed his hair with them the next.
“I was wondering if maybe you wanted to see that new spiderman movie sometime…. I mean it's ok if you don't want to-”
“That sounds like fun! When were you thinking?”
“How about tonight at 7:30? I checked the show and they're practically every hour.” The redhead smiles softly at her feeling slightly relieved.
“Yea I could do that!”
“Awesome I'll pick you up from the cafe if that's no problem for you.”
“Yeah that'll be great I’ll see you then Yunho!” Miyeon’s cheeks flushed as she waved to the guy that just asked her on a date.
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Chapter 16
PDA
We're about 2 beers in of this 30 min interrogation tag teamed by Foggy and Matt when Namor excuses himself to use the bathroom. He kisses me on my cheek, "Jáan in yaakunaj ' I'll be back my love' " he says
"Taan pa'atik ' I'll be waiting," I say smiling before he walks away; I watch him waiting to speak before I'm sure he's out of earshot, "Alright yall knock it off," I say pointing at them
"Knock what off?" Foggy fakes innocence, then breaks out in laughter, "Cut the shit, who is he really?"
"Obviously I can't say, not my truth to tell. Karen help me out here" I half beg
"Lay off guys, I'm sure they have their reasons" she pauses, "But um-" she clears her throat "what about the ears?"
"What's wrong with his ears?" Matt asks
"They're pointy" Foggy and Karen say in unison
"Pointy? Like an elf?" Matt says
"Alright, Alright. Let's not act like a mysterious man with pointy ears is the craziest thing to ever happen in this city. His identity is a secret for a reason, kind of reminds me of someone" I say looking at Matt, "Can we respect that?"
"She's looking at me isn't she," Matt says
"Yep" Foggy laughs
"Yes we can respect that" Karen speaks up for them
"Thank you" I relax," I've missed you guys" I laugh
"We miss you, which reminds me, we have something for you! Foggy walk me to my car real quick" Karen says pulling Foggy from his seat and scurrying away.
"We'll be back" Foggy groans and waves his hand
With both of them gone it was just Matt and me all alone, "So how have you been alter boy?" I laugh taking a sip of beer
"I've been good actually, kind of seeing this girl" Matt Smiles
"No way! Tell me about her"
"She's a lawyer in LA, her current focus is in superhuman law"
"What's her name, I'm gonna look her up" I laugh menacingly
"Jennifer Walters," He says
"No" I gasp
"I take it you've heard of her," he says smiling to himself
"Have I HEARD of her? Am I a human woman on social media? Of course I have. How the hell did you pull the 'She Hulk'?"
"I mean she kinda 'pulled' me"
"Omg, you slut! Is it serious?" I ask
"I mean I met her family and we talk every day, so yea?" he softly laughs
"Matthew Murdock you cheeky devil," I say holding his hand "I'm happy for you"
Squeezing my hand back, "I'm happy for you too, you sound content" he says
"Very" I laugh to myself
At that moment I feel someone touch my lower back and I automatically assume it's Namor and I lean into him but I quickly move when I see an unrecognizable hand wrap around me.
The Vibe:
Black And Gold - Sam Sparro
"Get off her" I hear Matt say as I shove this creep off me and turn around. The man touching me was the stereotypical douchebag, he had a nasty unkept beard, was balding, and reeked of liquor. He was accompanied by 2 equally disgusting friends who smelled of piss and cigarettes
"Sorry sweetheart I couldn't help myself," the creep says trying to touch my hair.
"Don't touch me" I say smacking his hand
"When you're dressed like that you're asking for it" he replies laughing
I sense Matt walk up to my side ready to defend me but I hold my arm out stopping him.
"What are you gonna do? You're a blind dumbass. Can't even see how hot this piece of ass is" he drunkenly laughs with his friends, causing a small crowd to form around us.
"Let me make this clear enough for you," I say stepping up closer to him, "You have a better chance of sprouting wings than you do getting into my pants"
"Come on baby, I could give you a good time," he says grabbing his crotch
"I'd rather fuck a cactus" I plainly say
He spits beside my feet, "You Cun-" Before he could finish I grab his neck firmly squeezing and lifting him, successfully cutting off his airway. The room was filled with gasps and whispers of fear.
"Finish it," I say as he gasps for air and pulls and punches at my arm, "Finish what you were going to say" he continues to choke now kicking his feet.
I loosen my grip a bit so he can speak, "Put-" He coughs "Put me down"
His friends begin to yell and walk up to me so they could help their friend, "Touch me and you're fucking next" I say without even looking at them, causing them to quickly stop.
"I think that's enough Millie" Matt speaks up
Ignoring him I continue, "Are you going to respect women?"
"Fuck You" he chokes out.
Filled with unbridled rage, I squeeze his throat again, and he begins to turn red coughing and gasping for air, "The answer I was looking for was 'Yes'" I say practically hissing, "I'm getting real tired of being touched by assholes like you. Fucking pathetic" I seeth
"Put him down Ki'ichpan, you'll kill him" I hear Namor speak up stepping from behind the man, "Ta vale le pena K'astal junxóot' a humanidad 'Is he worth losing a piece of your humanity?'" he says lightly touching my shoulder
Finding a moment of clarity I snap out of it and I sigh. Rolling my eyes I drop him face-first on the floor. As he coughs finally breathing air, I walk up to him and bend down lifting his head and whispering in his ear:
Bad intentions, divine interventions.
Convictions of disgrace shall call upon my face
"Now anytime you decide to disrespect women, you'll see my face and remember this moment." I pause letting that sink in for a moment, "Have a good night!" I playfully whisper and tap his head before standing up abruptly dropping his head to the floor.
"Sorry Josie," Matt says to the woman behind the bar
I echo Matts's words, "Sorry Josie" I nervously laugh
"No need," she says "Get him the hell out of here," pointing to the creeps friends. They quickly help him up and drag him out of the bar.
"What just happened," Karen asks as she and foggy walk-in
After we all sit back down, I bring them up to speed, "He should be thankful I didn't permanently hurt him, just his ego" I laugh
"What did you whisper to him?" Namor asks
"Bad intentions, divine interventions. Convictions of disgrace shall call upon my face." Matt repeats, "She cursed him"
"You what?!" Foggy asks
"Not all curses are bad, this one will teach him a lesson. Be happy I didn't cause him impotence" I Scoff finishing my beer.
Namor whispers to my ear, " Yaan k'intaj ti' u llegaras leti'e' yáax, tu habría kiinsik ti' le acto. 'He's lucky you got to him first, I would have killed him on the spot " he says causing a shiver to go down my spine
Whispering back to him, " Wa teene' ma' in tsa'ayaj, Teeche' ma' a ' If I can't, you can't" I half laugh, "Yuumbo'otik je'elel in. Ma' in wojel ba'ax Ku taal yóok'ol 'Thank you for stopping me. I don't know what came over me "
Still whispering in my ear, "Mantats' táan in waye' teechi 'I'm always here for you' " he says, "Bejla'e', ti' jump'éel Páaybe'en asab seria, táan u yuk'ik tuláakal in muuk' yo'osal ma' atar a jump'éel pak'o' yéetel follar a kíinsa'ab tu táan tuláakal ' Now on a more serious note, It's taking all of my strength to not pin you to this table and fuck you in front of everyone.' " he says as he roughly grabs my ass under my skirt.
"Comportar u 'Behave' " I say looking at him, "Lelo' a chen advertencia, 'That's your only warning'" I say smiling and booping his nose
"You guys make me want to throw up," Karen says laughing at us, "Here," She says handing me a gift bag, "Before I forget, I know we're like 2 weeks early but, Happy Re-Birthday!" She squeals
"Oh you guys, thank you" I smile
"Re-birthday?" Namor asks
"It's the day Peter found me at the lake. I don't know my real birthday so we use my 're-birth' date to celebrate." I say a little embarrassed, "You guys didn't have to get me anything"
"Don't worry it's not expensive," Foggy says
"Pro Bono work doesn't exactly pay great" Matt laughs
I look in the bag and see a bottle of Whiskey, a Framed picture of us, and a weird engraved case. I pull it out and open it seeing 2 handcrafted Kunai's, "Oh you guys shouldn't have" I pull them out and test the agility of the weapons, spinning them in my hands "where did you find these?" I asked amazed
"A friend from K'un-Lun gave them to me. Not my weapon of choice so I figured you could use them" Matt says
"Thank you guys, so much," I say "I can't wait to use these," I say tucking them in my boot
"Let's hope you don't have to" Karen laughs
The rest of the night was easygoing, we had a few more drinks and talked for another hour or so. Namor finally began to warm up to my friends; laughing and making jokes with them. It was nice to see his guard down a little. Feeling a little tired I rub Namor's leg and whisper in his ear, "Táan wáaj a ts'o'oksik u bin 'You ready to go?'" he nods his head yes and smiles at me, "Alrighty guys we are gonna head out"
"Really? It's still so early though" Karen whines
"11 pm is way past my bedtime" I laugh, "I love y'all," I say before hugging them all
"Bye Mills, Love you too!" Karen says as Foggy waves at us
"Don't be a stranger," Matt says before we walk out of the bar
Now outside and finally alone I look to Namor, "Ready?" I smile. He nods his head and we begin to walk the other way
"Your friends are way more than you let on, especially the blind one," he says
"They are" I laugh "They're good people though," I say.
He responds with a head nod and a grunt, "Roughly how long before we make it to your place" he asks
"40 min without traffic" I respond
"Okay," he says nodding his head, "Will Peter be home?"
"Yes, he should be. Why do you ask?"
He abruptly stops and pulls me close to him "Because I intend on doing things to you that will scar the boy if he overheard" he says roughly grabbing my ass and pulling me into him, "Tell me Millaenyia, have I been on my best behavior?" he asks causing me to feel a heartbeat in my pussy.
Wanting to play along, "Yes Daddy you have," I say snaking my hand down to his dick and lightly touching him just enough to feel him get hard.
I have an idea, hehe
"Come on," I said pulling his hand
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The Vibe:
Woo
I decided it would have taken too long to get home so we checked into a fancy hotel down the road. This will give us much-needed privacy and won't traumatize Peter. I booked us a nice Suite with a balcony overlooking the city.
"Alrighty Mrs. Parker your room is 2007, the elevator is that way, and check out is at 11." The hostess says to me as she hands me our key cards
"Thank you," I say pulling Namor away to the elevators. We get in and another couple tries to come in after us but Namor just holds his hand out and stops them. Not saying a word and just staring at them until the door closes causing me to laugh, "What is wrong with you?" I laugh hitting the elevator button to bring us to our floor
"I just wanted a bit of privacy," He says before pinning me to the wall and looking down at me like I was his next meal, "You were so sexy earlier when you handled that man," he says, "So powerful," Slowly, he slides his hand under my skirt and touching my pussy making me gasp from his cold hands.
I forgot he still has my underwear in his pocket
He roughly slides 2 fingers inside me beginning to slowly finger me as he begins to speak, "I hope you're not too tired my love" he says hooking his fingers and going deeper inside of me prompting me to moan out, "That rights let it out Ki'ichpan" he says breathing down my neck picking up his speed and driving me wild. I throw my head back hitting the wall behind me; this left my neck exposed giving Namor the perfect opportunity to bite and suck on my bare skin.
Feeling the elevator starting to slow down as we approach our floor, Namor takes his free hand and holds my chin, "Open" he says as he pulls out of me. I listen and open my mouth allowing him to place his soaked fingers on my tongue; I grab his wrist holding him in place while I clean his fingers, licking up all of my juices and never breaking eye contact.
When done, I pull him out of my mouth and fix my skirt just in time for the elevator to stop. Namor takes my hand and pulls me behind him as he walks us to our room. When we arrive I open the door with the key card and begin to walk in but before I could take a step further Namor lifts me up bridal style and walks us in, kicking the door closed behind him, "You are too much" I say laughing at him.
He puts me down and takes a seat in front of me on the bed removing his shoes and his shirt, and throwing them both to the floor. "Take off your coat" he calmly demands
I drop the coat to the floor, "What now?" I playfully ask
"Come here"
I walk over to him and stand in between his legs and place my hand on his cheek gently stroking his face. He leans into my touch and breathes in my scent eventually grabbing my wrist and placing it down to my side, "Turn around" Slowly I do as he says. He gently takes both my hand and holds them together behind my back. I feel him shuffle in his pocket looking for something, "Almost forgot I had these" He says
My Panties
I feel him take my panties and use them as a rope to tie my hands together firmly, "You know I can easily break out of these" I lightly chuckle.
He slowly rubs his hands up my legs stopping at my waist, "Be a good girl and don't" he says before forcing me to sit down in his lap. I can feel his erection grow harder under me; taking this opportunity I begin to slowly grind in his lap, massaging his dick under me. Hands still gripping my waist, Namor begins to match my grind back, breathing heavily and softly moaning under his breath. We stay this way for a few minutes enjoying each other's longing touch, eventually, this wasn't enough for Namor; very abruptly I feel him rip my skirt off so easily that for a moment I thought it was paper.
"Hey! I liked that skirt" I half complain
"I did too," he says ripping off my bra and holding it out for me to see, "I liked this too"
"You're an animal," I say as he roughly grabs both of my breasts
"An animal?" he says before grabbing a handful of my hair and holding me back to his chest, "Shall I fuck you like one?" he whispers in my ear
Completely speechless and unable to move I just shake my head yes. Namor chuckles under his breath and stands us up; he walks me over to the desk next to the bed and gently folds me over it. Face down, ass up. I feel him take the majority of my hair in his hand and wrap it around his wrist, kind of like a dog leash. He then takes his dick and positions himself at my entrance, "Are you ready Ki'ichpan?"
"Yes, Daddy" I smile to myself.
Namor takes the okay and begins to slowly enter me and stops when he's balls deep, "If I get too rough, say my true name 'K'uk'ulkan'" I nod my head in response. Before I knew it Namor began to slam into me as if his life depended on it. With each thrust, his hips made a loud slapping sound when he made contact with my ass. The position I am in is extremely uncomfortable, my hands were bound and my hair was being pulled so I couldn't move my head; but despite that, all I could think about was how good Namor was making me feel.
I swear with each pump I can feel him go deeper inside me, inching closer to my cervix. This feeling was painful but mostly I felt a sense of euphoria wash over me causing me to instinctively clench my walls around his dick and arch my back so he could go deeper. With each desperate thrust from Namor, I was sent closer and closer to the edge. I swear I could feel every vein and twitch from his dick as my walls form around his incredible length. I let out my cries of pain and pleasure unable to compose myself, "Oh fuck" I yell out
Namor growls out and pulls me from the table and roughly walks me toward the balcony pressing me against the window and continuing to pound me to oblivion, "This is what fucking you like an animal is like; out in the open for the world to see" He says between grunts, "Do you want to me to stop?" he says gripping my neck and breast from behind
I don't want him to stop... but anyone can see us. And yet, something about that is turning me on more.
"No" I choke out
"Are you scared someone will see us?" He says smacking my ass
I heard his question but I couldn't answer, he has been hitting my sweet spot for the last few minutes and I was about to burst. Pulling me to his chest and bear-hugging me, he continues to slam into me, "Answer me" he says in my ear
"Yes!" I moan out
"I hope someone sees us, I wish Bucky could see us right now." He laughs sinisterly, "You're mine. You will be my queen. Say it" He demands
"I'm yours!" I cry out as he drills into me, "I'm so close, don't stop," I say blinking back tears.
Namor then releases me from his arms and unties my hands allowing me to fall forward on the window to brace myself. With every hard thrust, my tits pressed against the glass; it was a wonderfully lewd site to see. I feel Namors dick begin to twitch in me as he rests his head on my shoulder, whimpering and breathing in my ear. That was all I needed to reach my orgasm; my walls firmly hold Namors dick in place, practically forcing him to cum with me. My Climax was so strong that I begin to black out a little and my legs give in. Fortunately, Namor was holding me upright and in place as he released himself in me. Unable to keep my eyes open and maintain a balance I feel myself drift off...
Oh my god, am I fainting?
#Fanfic#Peter Parker#Spiderman#Black panther#Wakanda forever#Namor#Tenoch huerta#K’uk’ulkan#Original character#black girl oc#Namor x reader#Mcu shuri#Mcu namor#Mcu#Talokan trio#Talokan#Attuma attoye#Namora#Marc spector#Jake lockely#Steven grant#Wanda maximoff#Scarlet witch#Bucky#James buchanan barnes#Sebastian stan#Tom holland#Namor Smut#Smut
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The resentment from Vanessa prob comes from him being an Oscar nominee now. His team had him doing every interview with anybody arounds awards season and going to constant high profile HW events, where she prob saw him a few times. NOBODY wants to see their ex lmao. Probably dnt help that in his down time hes constantly papped with his nepo model gf whos lik 10+ yrs Vanessas junior
Yea, maybe that's what it is I guess? 🤷🏾♀️
Like I said, I've been there... So I'm not pretending like I haven't been there before. I get it. We've all been hurt before in a breakup. I'm just saying that in the long run it's not good for you. After 3 years especially I think it's time to move on... 😬 Especially if you're dating someone else. I would be giving my bf the SIDE-EYE if I caught him doing some of this stuff on social media lol. I'm just saying... Are you okay dude??😅
Usually when people are totally over it, they don't even feel the need to do this stuff. That's what I mean.....
I almost kinda wonder what would happen if either one of them were to split from their SO's. 🤔 I feel like that's when stuff gets REAL... 👀
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me: what,should i
google the street, market price???
happypills: no, no. like how much am i worth???
me: well, jeez.. i dont know if you put it that way.. but, i mean, its not like happypills isnt exactly uncommon. theyre everywhere. and i dont only mean in a medicative way, but like, everyone has some “happypills”. you know? shopping, social media, gym fiends that only get off on themselves, etc...
happypills: ..... so im not so unique is what youre saying.
me: lollll is that what this is about?? i guess... your ubiquity is your worth.
happypills: pwuh. ubiquity??? what are you like bitching me?? -_- and there are like, 6 billion of you, you bitch. i guess your ubiquity is your worth.
me: LOLOL. okay okay. jeez, i didnt know your value was so important to you. hahaha. well sorry to break it to you, but everyone is worthless.
happypills: you see. that. right there. thats your problem.
me: uhh what?
happypills: defacing humanity.
me: whahh??? defacing humanity??? wowww. never heard that one.
happypills: you doooo.
me: well,... im not the one beeeaching about my worth and shit.
happypills: well isnt your salary your worth? like isnt that how it works with people?
me: -_-; watcha trying to say -- jerk? and what then, how does it work with you pills?
happypills: well i thought i was worth the fucking experience, but now im meeting different subset of species that tell me otherwise.
me: species?
happypills: you know, like people, cats, vegans, and whatever have you.
me: oh wow. must be confusing.
happypills: ikr??? so i come here, to you, for this guidance... and you come and tell me im worthless?
me: PWAHAHHA. well, when you say it like that.... jeez. i just mean............
happypills: YEahh. mean what?? huh?
me: ... i just mean.... at the end of the day. like the last day in this world... when the lights dim, and the noise settles. and when the blood that flows through you, whispers to you... “its done”
everything that happened, every moment of every second will just look like lights that have past by, as if as though we are slipping through the event horizon of a black hole...
i just think to myself. when im there...
what worth was there?...
when i am now over here, on the other side...?
you know? if that experience i had, once i have crossed over, i cant ever go back to -- retrieve and live -- then,... like what is that worth?
happypills: maybe.... its about the things you leave behind?
me: ha... leave behind...
ill be leaving behind my sins...
happypills: no, no. i mean about the people youve touched and affected.
me: but thats not my worth... you know what i mean??? im talking about my worth as in how i feel, the things i think -- what my mind craves and senses hunger for -- my soul... the things ill carry with me when i cross over to the other side...
when i pass, and all is gone,
and in the void, there is only me, myself, and i....
im... ... worth nothing... you know??
...............
...
you see -- the issue isnt that i am sick.
its that i dont matter.
i guess when i put things in terms of, “oh, people are like that. theyre messed up. they only care about themselves. they think little about how small things, even words, can really hurt and fuck up others. how were corrupt, and greedy.” and yadiyadiyah....
im just projecting myself onto humanity... generalizing my sinful nature onto everyone else, as if it will reduce my worthelessness.
......... i....
....................
T-T... fuck.
happypills:....... .................... ................. * pats my shoulder oh bro,...... DONTeventrip dawwggg. we gooAWWT this in the BAGGG.
. Jesus de CHRIST says you matter. :]
me: ............................................................ ................................................... .... WTF DO YOU KNOW, youre happypills.
*wipes tears.
happypills: *glares disapprovingly, but still continues to pat me
me: but yea,.. ahemm hmm,. seriously... to this world, only money matters.
according to the internet your worth is $96.75
happypills: -_-;; .......................wtf.
.....is that good???
- happypills
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04.01.2023
Updates on my life and my tumblr blog
Hey besties,
I hope everyone had a great start into 2023. I want to get right to the point of this post: I created this blog to use tumblr as an active member (meaning to actively post stuff instead of only reblogging it like on my main blog). My goal was to focus on my English skills, motivate myself to study and share with the internet my progress of healing. Weeeeeeell *Gen z move of putting my own hair behind my ear*. I'm getting chaotic with what I post. First I thought that's bad because I need a theme / an aesthetic to stick to, but then I realized that this is my blog and I do this for myself (and that this here is tumblr dot com where we don't function like other social media sides/apps) so I will keep on doing whatever I'm doing right now.
Still, one thing that I would like to change or to do more often are these longer post. I'm lazy, I'm always telling myself I don't have time to sit down and write anything to post but then I'm scrooling mindless on tiktok or watching youtube videos so I don't have to hear my own thoughts. I want to get more into book review writing so it seems that one goal of 2023 will be to post every once in a while a more serious book review on here. I ducking reorganized my reading notion page so I ducking hope that I will use it now. Another thing I really want to do is getting back into making art more regularly (and then also posting it?). I loved drawing and art and then I thought it would be a career thing, but it turned out to only burn me out so I dopped that and since then I barely enjoy doing art. I'm still in this mindset of comparing my work with others, of judging my WIP before it's even finished and so I want to change it into doing art for myself even if it's "bad art". Sure this won't happen over night or by saying "I'm doing this just for me", but I still hope that something will change at the end of the year with my thoughts.
K, guess that's everything about my tumblr update. So here comes a life update:
Nothing really chnaged. lol. Still going to university, working part time as a barista, being in a relationship. But there are thoughts and realizations on some topics. Lets start strong with university. I enjoy some of my lectures and some drain the shit out of me. Sometimes I think to drop out, because I can't imagen actually getting a job with this dagree so why continueing with all the stress and money investment? But at the same time I enjoy the experiencec, I enjoy my lectures, the discussions, the studying. Is it stressful? Yes. But in a paralel unniversum I'm already working a job that as well is stressful sooooo is the problem really university itself or how I stress myself over the thiniest things because my anxiety forces me to do so? Then I think "I can finish university and if I don't get a job with this dagree I do just a job to finance living" and then I'm again like "But then why not skip the unversity part and go right to working?" and everything is followed with a "But what will _____ think/say when they here that of me?". In all I can say it doesn't matter what I'm doing or what I plan to do I will always be unhappy and wondering "What if...?". To solve this I should go to therapy. Yea, it's easier to say than to do. I'm telling myself for so long to call the numbers that hang on my wall and I still haven't done it. I gave myself a deadline by last Monday and here I'm with no calls. At this point I really think I self-sabotage myself, because it's better to stay where I'm in my messy chaotic comfort zone instead of working on myself. But. but. BUT! I see progress in myself which is mostly linked with my boyfriend. Just last week we both pointed out that I've made great progress in communicating my feeling and thought and stuff. It began with him pointing stuff out and just then I talked with him about this situation/feeling/thought. But slowly, really really slowly, I'm able to point stuff out by myself without him starting the conversation on a topic. Most of the time I still tell myself "He doesn't need to know this, I'm probably overreacting anyway"/"If I tell him this we only start to fight (because that is what happend in earlier relationships most of the time)" you know stuff like that. So yea, I'm still (take a shot every time you read still in this post) working on my cmmunication skills but I've also got better. That isn't the only thing that changed. My mindset starts to changing as well. From "I'm a failure" "I have to be nice to them because what if they don't like me?" "What if they don't agree with my opinion?" etc to "This doesn't define who I am" and "I don't even like them so who cares" "I can have my own thoughts on stuff"etc. Sure, there a still huge backlashes, but as I said slowly making progress.
I think that's it. Sending love to you bestie <3
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Am I the only one surprised Brit and Tyler split? What signs were there that foreshadowed it?
okay so there is a compilation of stuff that happened throughout last year and even the year before that and it's hard to explain on paper (since it's more of a general feeling that something is very amiss) and so if anyone sees this and want to add to it feel absolutely free to:
it's truly strange that tyler makes little effort to connect himself to brittany. during his new tv promotion virtually every member of the cast was explicitly stated at "taken" except for him, and if i am not mistaken something did show up but it was much later when the initial buzz had gone down. he also posts about her few and far between on his instagram. the last time he actually posted ABOUT her (before the announcement) was last year. now, i know not everyone likes or wants or is obligated to post anything about their significant other, and frankly britt was very busy and didn't post about him much either, but hmm. added to the rest of the points that im about to make here it seems just very eyebrow raising you know.
2. brittany had a weird habit of deleting and reposting her instagram posts. i at first was not aware of this, but a few months ago and well into last year she has been deleting the posts that seemed to be particularly catered to her relationship with tyler, one time even deleting her wedding pictures. raises many eyebrows again when you "have not been on instagram much actively creating posts" but are taking the time to delete and repost your pics almost on a day to day basis. and we all know britt already has a thing with being generally uncomfortable with social media, mainly i think bc of the fandom, so.
3. tyler is kind of sketchy. while not posting about britt in a "married man" kind of way, he is seen and rumored to be with around a lot of girls, even posting some stories on his insta story where one girl was practically in his lap. he also made a comment about how this one person in his new real estate reality show tried to kiss him "after hours" but the tone that he described it with was a bit off, like he was trying too hard. there have also been rumors of him still having his dating app and profile even tho britt and him have been married for about two years but eh, we are not getting into that.
4. britt genuinely seemed to be having a bad time. she was all over the place particularly last year, finishing one shoot and then promoting september letters and then posing for a photoshoot and then conducting her own projects, almost not making it home for the holidays at all. she has also been posting a lot of mental health posts during that time that acted as a very thin layer to "relationship problems" and so added to the fact that she was on the opposite coast... yea.
5. she did not mention him in her "new year's resolution." britt made an insta post at the end of last year/beginning of this year about how she is looking forward to being a better person surrounded with love and care and all that jazz, with some photos of the bellas and herself on their trip as well as some other close friends, but i am pretty certain that tyler was not in one of them. or mentioned. isn't that strange
6. rebel's island. there was this one video where britt was talking/laughing about being an influencer and tyler made a comment that literally made her face fall. it was very heartbreaking and a lot of us were all like, wow that was a very inconsiderate and mean thing to say. i think his words were along the lines of “we are not influencing anybody” and something with the word “stupid” in it. and then he took his towel and walked away, and the video ended
7. her ring. britt has not been wearing her ring a lot recently. obviously there are and could have been very reasonable reasons why she would take off her wedding ring, such as publicity and for the sake of his reality show and whatnot, but like during the most recent appearance (disregarding the one obv about tyler, which btw, tyler just copied and pasted and added her name to the first sentence- it doesn't even look like his style of writing) she was just taking her friend-chrissie- out to see her x movie, she had little reason to not wear her ring to the viewing but still. she didn't. she had some other miscellaneous rings instead.
there are other things that pointed to their relationship being on the rocks for some time, the general feeling that brittany being unhappy being at the core of the strain. i sincerely hope some of the pp girls and her other caring and supportive friends help her through this new struggle, and her healing process is linear. once again, this is just my quick list and my best attempt at explaining, i could very well be wrong about a lot of things and i am just a fan, not someone who lives in her house, so do not trust me 100%. but yea! these are my thoughts and i hope it cleared some of your confusion :))
#anonymous#anon asks#brittany snow#tyler stanaland#they are not divorced btw- just separated#that means they are still legal on paper#she clearly stated that they are both working on their relationship and themselves and they could very well be back together#by the end of this year#wenz can talk
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Babylon 5 S01E07: The War Prayer
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That is an ominous episode name if ever I’ve seen one. Gonna be pretty funny if this is a light, filler episode.
I hope this is Delenn-heavy because I’m ready to feel the hype this website has for her. And her friend is a poet! I want to hear this poem they’re talking about.
Do the Minbari all have fake ears as part of their makeup? Or do they only cast actors with tiny, low-set ears with attached earlobes?
Hate crimes. Sad days.
“Than make them give a damn,” yeah you need a good social media person.
That’s a badass decision by Mayan the poet - keeping the hate crime brand.
Not the coffee plants! C’mon Garibaldi.
I don’t like Susan’s ex. And am going to go ahead and predict that he’s involved in the hate crimes.
Not sure I’ll ever be able to stop immediately thinking “they have manes and tails, oh my god,” whenever I see Centauri. It’s etched into my neurons.
The Centauri not only have slavery but also have forced marriage. Lovely. “Yeah forced marriage is miserable, but we were all miserable in our marriages so you should be too,” one of my favorite justifications for continuing awful traditions.
Kosh is kinda hilarious. Just chillin and watching the highlights and lowlifes of human history and refusing to talk to the other ambassadors unless explicitly officially necessary.
Hope the Centauri lovebirds run away before they’re sent back. Seriously, if arranged marriages are to keep power and influence within the right families and build alliances - there’s no reason they can’t marry each other! They’re both aristocrats! But our own history shows us that people aren’t that sensible.
“Do you ever regret leaving me?” HELL NO SHE DOESN’T. Calling it harder. this “I shouldn’t have let you go,” dick is one of the home guard. And just assuming they’ll be together since he moved here? jayzus. That’s some entitled behavior.
Tensions are at a boil, and seem to be about to boil the fuck over.
“If he dies she will experience enormous grief. But every moment together will make her grief a little less.”
I agree. Missing moments and wishing for more time are some of the main hallmarks of my grief.
Incitement is happening on all sides. Everyone’s riling their people. Including this asshat ex. And Sinclair is going straight for them. I knew Susan’s asshat ex was up to no good.
Why don’t fin-headed people have an ambassador on Babylon 5? I’m a little baffled as to why each species doesn’t have an ambassador. And Sinclair, “he’ll recover,” is not at all reassuring to people worried they’re going to be attacked and murdered, even if you’re saying it to get asshat to think you’re on his side.
This exchange of looks. I choose to interpret them thusly:
Sinclair: How’m I doing? Ivanova: Fuckin’ terrible but he seems to be buying it, and I’m increasingly baffled as to what I ever saw in him if you’re fooling him with this hamfisted dialogue. Sinclair: Fuck yea
OH the Centauri kids are literally children, at least legally so. Aww, Londo is on the side of love now. And probably assuming their infatuation will end sooner or later anyway. And in any case, this fosterage gets everyone off his back to Do Something About the Kids!
Secret military prototypes. Of course they’re in fascist hands. Ambassadors Down. The berries on this asshat demanding a loyalty test from the most powerful person on Babylon 5.
Whew! So this was not a lighthearted filler episode misnamed amusingly. It was a good episode, just pretty heavy. I am bummed that this wasn’t actually all that Delenn-heavy, but it did have slightly higher Delenn content than the last few, so I am content for now. It was also sadly bereft of Talia/Susan but so have they all lately. I’ll be content with quietly meaning-laden glances and tension thick enough to cut, but it hasn’t even been giving me that yet!
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oki it me again uWu back with another request because I really enjoyed the first one!!!💗💗 couldn't find the exact words to phrase this but what about aomine (from Kuroko no basuke) as your boyfriend in university. I look forward to what you will write!!
𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
text: hello again!! thank you so much for reading my posts and the fact that you like them makes me happy c: 💗💗 I'm glad you enjoyed the other request so, I hope you enjoy this! (also, aomine is my second fav in knb ^^ he's just so attractive oml-)
synopsis: aomine daki, the great basketballer player at your university is your boyfriend! how is it like to have aomine as your boyfriend though? and how does he act with you? (get ready for this-)
Once Aomine is your boyfriend, get ready cause this guy will show off and flex a lot when it comes to you. Whenever you stay and watch his practices, he flexes a lot with his back muscle and he would turn around if YOU saw that. You are just sitting there, all blushed while covering your face, "Oh god, this idiot..."
Sometimes, the basketball club would invite student for 'Learning the basics of Basketball' and the first person he wants to invite is, of course, his girlfriend. While he is waiting for her, he would just sit in the bench and lots of people go to him for help, but he would ignore everyone and say he is tired and to leave him alone. But once he sees you, y/n, entering he is all energetic and comes running to you. "Aomine, let me change wait" , "But darling, I was waiting for like 10 minutes...you have to make up for that."
Once everyone leaves and its just you two, he gets all hyped up cause he loves it when you are alone with him. He gets extra clingy towards you and keeps on hugging you and you can feel his tensed muscular body. "Sweetheart, you looked amazing today."
Okay but this guy, would fuck up and beat any guy that even showed any sort of disrespect. He is not standing there with a glare or bumping into them if someone laughs, or says something mean to you. He will go up to that person and hold them up while saying "Okay, you started this. Come here." You have to stop him before he gets physical towards them, "Aomine! Stop!! They just said to me to move". "Yea, 'Move you', what the fuck is that? Asshole, learn some manners! Do you know who you even spoke to!"
This guy is smart, so he knows all your university spots, so don't be surprised if you see him out of nowhere. "Hey its that guy! He is always following you!" Kagami would yell out, "Fuck, you have some stalker Y/N" Kagami would say while glaring at him, he was your university best friend. "That's my b-boyfriend."
Your man will also buy you a lot of snacks, and if you say you skipped breakfast. He is dragging you to the university café and will force you to eat after he buys you food.
Oh my god, your boyfriend loves to tease you A LOT. Like there wont be a day he wont tease you. If you somehow changed up your hairstyle, he will make a huge scene. "No WAY! Sweetheart, you look so good! Wow, that's my GIRL! You all heard that??!"
Aomine makes you laugh like crazy, and there also wont be a day he wont make you laugh. He just loves it whenever he hears your beautiful laugh and small giggles, he founds it so cute and you really warm his heart whenever he hears that.
He will never forgive himself if he ever made you upset or cry. Aomine will probably think about it the whole day and he will keep spamming you "I'm sorry" multiple times. If you don't reply back, he would come to your lecture hall and he is gonna make a scene. "Y/N I SAID IM SORRY!"
You definitely boost his ego, like crazy. Whenever he feels low before a match he would call you and he just wants to hear his girlfriends voice motivating him. "Aomine, don't worry you got this! Besides, didn't you tell me the only one who can beat you...is you?" "Fuck, you are right. Darling, I'm gonna win this and I'll come and hug u after this match. Wait for 20 minutes" And he actually does it.
This guy sticks with his words, so if you tell him meet up at 2 pm. He is there at 2pm waiting for you. If he says he will do literally anything for you, he fucking will.
Once he got, really upset and emotional and he said to you during a call at midnight. "Y/N, Dont leave me like how everyone does.". You then recalled about him telling you about this past and how his old teammates left him, so you would say "I wont, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" And he is up on his bed all hyped hearing that, "Can I see you now!" "Aomine it's 2am and I have a quiz tomorrow bye, shutting my phone love you!" But this guy wont leave you and spam you in EVERY social media. "Nice try, but I know you have discord on your laptop. Wait, I see you online I'm calling you now."
One time, he came to your huge lecture hall and he sat right next to you, and he would just turn and look at you, focusing on what you are doing, and play around with your stuff and hair. "Aomine, I am trying to focus!" You say all blushed and can't even write anything on your notebook. "Of course, cause you are focusing on me right? Sweetheart, I know, I know I am great." Now you wanna smack him.
Whenever he sees you, he gives you that hot smirk of his and it gives you butterflies. "Ha! Wow literally everything I do, you love it don't you?" . Y/N then turns to him and gives a small chuckle, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Aomine." He then goes near you and lays his arm on your shoulder, bring you closer and he would whisper to your ear "Why not? your my girl so, I want to impress you."
You both love it whenever you guys hold hands around university, this guy is really tall so you always feel so relaxed and also great when your boyfriend squeezes your hand, and walks you to your lecture. "Okay now try to focus on your lecture and not your mind all about me alright?"
He actually loves it when you cheer for him and that really boost not only his ego but rather his self-confidence. "Y/N! I'm gonna win this match for you!" He would yell out during the match and everyone is looking at you.
He would go for academic help for you sometimes and you guys meet up in the library to study. You are the reason he passed some subjects, don't get me wrong, he is intelligent but super lazy.
His wallpaper is a selfie of you both and he looks at that before every match. He sometimes pecks his phone when he finds a picture of you.
Speaking about his phone, this guy has a folder with just you, all your pictures, screenshots of chats, even screen records of your voice notes and videos. He just loves you dearly, and he gets so fucking mad if someone touches or even goes near that gallery. He protects that with all his life, your pictures are important and he is not the type of guy to show his friends your pictures, in fact he hates that! "My folder, my girl, and no one gets to see that. Go away."
Whenever he is bored or isn't doing nothing, he would open his phone, and check every social media app to see your online status. "Oh OH, I see you online darling! Answer me, wanna go out and get ice cream? Please say yes."
He is actually such a great motivator and brings your mood up whenever you feel like giving up during university. He won't allow that, like never. "What so you will just give up? Stop? After all this time, you let this one test fuck you up? Don't you dare let that bring you down, you idiot." He actually even inspires you.
Before you go for the whole day cause you had to work on your report he would say "Smile for me one last time?"
When he sees you from afar, he would yell out and say "That's my girl! Don't move, I'm coming for you!" And this guy jumps at you with his embraces and sometimes picks you up. "L-Love put me down!!"
He actually loves teasing you like that in public, he wants everyone to know that are are HIS girl and his only.
He messages you during his practices and even would skip practice to see you.
Y/N: Oh you don't have practice today?
Aomine: Nope! And besides, I am the captain so doesn't matter. (He is not the captain- its akashi but lies)
He says that and then goes on how he knows everything about basketball and the team and he keeps doing that till you can compliment him ‘Please Y/N say anything’ he would think and you know that but tease him back not saying anything.
*meanwhile in his basketball groupchat*
Kise: aomine, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!
Akashi: Probably ran off to see his girl.
Atsushi: Whatever, my chance to leave and eat outside.
Kuroko: Can I join you?
Atsushi: No.
You would treat his injuries and he would just sit there, looking at you with a smirk.
Aomine: "Oh yea, here even hurts darling!"
Y/N: "Love....you are lying aren't you?"
Aomine: "What! No!...Maybe?"
You let out a sigh "Ah, you are an idiot...stop hurting yourself all the time." He would suddenly lift your chin up and say "You know...that I love you yea? You also better tell me everything and if you need help, just say it" He can be really soft and sweet sometimes, but he gets all cringy and shy about it and he gets up rubbing the back of his head. "I-I mean that's what a boyfriend does right?! Come on, get up I'm taking you out."
Okay, I hope you enjoy this and anyone who did! Aomine is such a dork but a sweetheart and I can see most of this happening :,)
If anyone enjoyed reading this, please then leave a like or a reblog! It means a lot and have a great day <3
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fake dating hcs for karl!! maybe where both of them are streamers
fake dating karl headcannons || irl!karl x reader
. yess i love this!
. pronouns: (they/them)
. mentions: none
. romantic fluff
. warnings: none!
. the phots are a ref- imagine them as you!
. you and karl had actually been roommates for a while
. your nasty ex had been trying to contact you lately, causing you to move in with karl for extra precautions, you were close friends already
. you had gotten lucky that karl agreed to let you live in his house, and it did not help that you had taken a liking to him, in a romantic relationship way
. however, your ex had done the last straw
. sipping on your drink while lounging on your couch, you heard a knock on the door
“I got it!” You got up and walked towards the door, opening it
“(Y/N)! Can we just talk please, baby look i know-” It was your ex. How he found you, you would never know.
“Who’s at the door? Oh-”
“They were just leaving.” You began to close the door, but a foot had stopped you.
“wait a minute- (Y/N) who’s this?” You panicked, put thought of a great idea.
“Oh- this is Karl, my boyfriend.” Unknowingly to you, Karl’s ears had turned red and he slightly panicked, because he did in fact, have a huge crush on you.
. after the incident, karl pushed you to file a restraining order
. however, you still had to apologize to karl for using him as your fake boyfriend
“Hey karl, thanks so much again with my ex- sorry I had to use you as my boyfriend.”
“Oh. don’t, don’t worry about it, anything to get them away from here. Um- actually do you think- could we keep this fake relationship for a little longer?”
“What?”
“Sorry it’s just- my mom has been bugging me to get a partner and I have a family wedding coming up and if you pretend to be my s/o, she might get off my back for a while.”
“Oh- sure! I mean I have to thank you somehow. How do we make this convincing?”
. soon enough, the two of you had formulated a plan:
- Karl would let it “slip” that he had a s/o on stream, then post you two every so often on his social media, and you would break up after the wedding, “mutually” but remain friends
. deep inside, you both were disappointed it wasn’t real, but the two of you were oblivious to each other’s feelings
“hey guys hold up I need to respond tomy s/o’s text”
“wait karl your what-”
. chat went INSANE
. a couple days later, a couple posts had gone out
. it had gone on for a couple weeks, and often you appeared on each others streams
. you guys were trending for a while, ship name flying left and right
. the two of you were cuddling on the couch, and you realized you couldn’t tell the line between your fake dating and real dating
. not wanting it to end, neither of you had said a word until the wedding
“Karl! There’s my handsome son!”
“Hi mom- I want you to meet my s/o, (Y/N). Aren’t they gorgeous?” When Karl kissed your temple, arm wrapped around your waist, you wanted it to be real, not fake for his mother. Nonetheless you put on a fake smile and shook her hand.
“Hi, I’m Karl’s mother, you are just stunning! Thank goodness Karl has finally found a partner, I was waiting for when he was going to ask you out.”
“What?”
“Yea Karl had the biggest crush on you for a while- oh hold up I have to go talk to your father and bring him over here to meet you.” She walked off, and you turned to the boy on your right, who was avoiding your eyes.
“Karl?”
“Uhm- okay I did need a date and you happened to get in a sticky situation where I could help and-” You kiss him on the cheek.
“I wish we had confessed earlier, I like you too silly.”
“Are we for real dating now?”
“yes.”
an: shdfj i tried a fake social media thing this time! i hope you liked it <33
requests are still open!
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