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[foldingfittedsheets]

It started with cantrips, which is why it took people a while to notice. The first few events were people on the news talking about how they’d been needing a light and then suddenly they’d waved a hand and said words and there was light. No one really believed them but as more reports were verified suddenly more people came forward with even less believable stories of what everyone really didn’t want to call magic. Even though it was pretty obviously magic. Spectral floating hands grabbing things that were out of reach, whispered messages that reached their friend seated too far away to hear them.

An EMT who whispered a word and suddenly saved a dying man.

Then the darker stories started filtering in. 

Words spoken in anger causing explosions. Poison spewing forth from a hand gesture. One person gave a retort so witty that someone was hospitalized. 

Everyone was scared, but the nerds started to figure it out fastest. It sure wasn’t the scientists who were doing the equivalent of crying on the floor in the fetal position in their respective labs while reports poured in globally of these occurrences. A growing movement online started spreading lists. They had all the blessings people might have gotten and regardless of how many people scoffed no one could really deny that every instance of magic correlated to a website listing the cantrips in Dungeons and Dragons. People pooled their collective resources to help quantify what was happening and facts started to emerge.

Everybody got one. You had to be at least thirteen to use the magic. That pretty much summed up the only other common denominators. Otherwise it seemed completely random, the magic didn’t line up with any existing character traits. You just unlocked one piece of magic each. People with aggressive cantrips were almost loaded up into camps for suddenly being so dangerous- however many hit points real humans had it was apparently not a big number. A lot more deaths occurred than anyone could feasibly track and the global population panicked.

The legislation for the camps got struck down. There were riots and confusion and for a while everything was pretty chaotic. Firebolts and Eldritch Blasts went off from sheer exuberance as much as anything else. Amidst the rioting were people just living their lives, not using their cantrips. It took a while for things to settle down, but humans can get used to most anything if given enough time.

Almost everybody scanned the list to figure out which they got, but someone with Chill Touch just enjoyed frostier beverages than most even if it made you think about death more to drink something after the skeleton hand had been wrapped around it. At least it looked cool. Most people didn’t really do anything other than play around. A youtuber who had gotten Shape Water suddenly surged in popularity as she pivoted her channel to creating beautiful patterns with colored water. Other online personalities quickly followed and those with combat focused magic set up backyard target practice to show off. Some fires resulted as well as numerous noise complaints and a law was passed limiting where people could practice magic. It was virtually unenforceable but the people in charge were trying to keep a grip on the situation.

Noticeably the largest subset of the population that used their magic were those who had gotten Spare the Dying. Every government turned out the call that such individuals would receive a generous stipend for taking to the hospitals and stabilizing the sick and injured. Death rates dropped substantially, but it was still only a cantrip. Cancer marched on, but many got to live after miraculous recoveries.

Months passed and things started to become a little more normal. There were still debates about what had caused it and how to regulate magic but day to day life settled down. Speculations over what the long term ramifications would be continued as well as why those cantrips. Wizards of the Coast refused to comment for the first six months, closing its doors to the rioting and keeping them closed. At the end of six months they abruptly published a new line of cantrip cards with all kinds of utility and no combat usage whatsoever. The internet exploded and the government wasn’t pleased, but nothing happened. No one got any new magic. People wondered if those under thirteen would manifest the new stuff, but no one did. They just blew out their thirteenth birthday candles and got handed a cantrip like everyone else. 

A year later a mechanic in rural Canada was peering into the engine of a busted car. He realized he needed some lubricant and instead of reaching for his can he waved a hand and splattered the car with Grease that had burst from his hand. He was a calm sort of fellow so he called up the local news and said there was more magic. They asked first what cantrip he had- folks who received Prestidigitation had made a number of false alarms on receiving additional magic. The mechanic told them his cantrip was Infestation which he’d never had cause to use after figuring it out. 

The press descended and demanded a demonstration. Most people had read up on the basic rules of magic at that point, so everyone understood when the mechanic said they’d have to wait until the next day. A media storm went up the next day with headlines blaring that first level magic had been unlocked after the passing of the lunar new year. 

A wide contingent had been waiting for this opportunity. The spell list went out again amidst less panic but more chaos. There was a rash of identity thefts no could trace and eventually people realized Disguise Self posed a significant challenge to daily life. Celebrities had trouble convincing people they were who they said as random citizens took their faces on numerous joyrides. A scandal broke when it turned out an A list actor had hired someone else to play them while they went on vacation but the details were kept very hush hush.

Hospitals called out desperately for anyone with healing magic and most of those blessed with Cure Wounds and Healing Word answered. People with Goodberry formed community food kitchens and for the first time it seemed like hunger could actually be eliminated. Veterinary offices and zoos made special positions for those who could cast Animal Friendship and Speak with Animals.

A celebrity chef hit the jackpot with Purify Food and Drink and made a whole spinoff series where she went dumpster diving and made five star meals out of rotting leftovers. Several people changed careers entirely to lend their services to study ancient texts with Comprehend Languages. Even one hour a day led to huge leaps in discovery and understanding of ancient civilizations. 

A small murmur of worry followed the new influx of skills and power. What would happen when more magic was unlocked? The amount of people now running around with dangerous combat spells was even greater than before. Would people have to worry about necromancy? New crimes were being invented faster than laws could keep up as magic was put to novel and interesting uses. 

A year passed and everyone waited with bated breath for the lunar new year, but nothing happened. 

But I’m pretty sure I figured it out. We got handed cantrips. And we waited a year for first level spells. I’m pretty sure it’s one more year, and then things will really start to get interesting.

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manchild!

Pairing: Lando Norris x Ex!Reader, Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Warnings: Cheating

Authors Note: idk

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ynln turns out love can’t fix emotional immaturity

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user4 where does my girl keep finding these absolute children to date???

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user9 my country queen

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popgoss has Yn finally found a driver more her speed? The “manchild” singer was spotted getting quite cozy with seven-time world champion, Lewis Hamilton, in London today!

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user14 she really went from manchild to a real man

user15 I’ve always preferred Ferrari

user16 oh thank god, she looks so good in red

user17 wait… I ship

user18 a MAN

user19 Lando’s somewhere crashing out

user20 the better driver won

user21 stream manchild!!!

user22 her getting with Lewis has to be so devastating for Lando

user23 like seeing your crush get with your cooler older brother lol 😭

user24 lando who????

user25 she WANTED him to see this lmfao

user26 Lando’s gonna start thirst-trapping again I can’t

user27 Lando getting cooked on every platform rn

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user30 I spy father!!!!

user31 love her fully pretending this is a soft launch when we all know who that is

user32 LEWIS!

user33 I’m willing to bet Lewis took that third picture

user34 I hear Lando screaming in the distance

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content: gender neutral reader, NSFW

You happened to see the poster on your way home. Rent a Monster for any occasion, the headline said. That's when the idea struck you: a genuine Krampus, coming over to entertain the children during your family's Christmas event. Brilliant, novel, unique. You could almost hear the clink of the glasses as friends and relatives praised your impromptu spectacle.

So, you rang and waited, until you finally heard the fateful knock on the door. You sprang from your seat, ready to instruct the beastly creature.

"I'll walk in first," you explained, "and then you can...is that a bow around your...?"

You froze in your tracks, gawking at the indecent display. You quickly searched your pockets for the flyer, then went over the text again. Ah. It appears you had called the stripper service instead.

Alright, a payment's a payment. Without much consideration, you nodded to yourself and guided the devilish guest to your bedroom. Might as well put that whip to good use.

"Fantastic idea, (Y/N)," one of the parents proclaims, raising a toast in your direction. "The kids are loving it. Such a great costume, too, almost too real."

Further ahead, your Krampus "friend" is running around a pack of laughing children. He takes a moment to turn towards you, eyeing your cushion with a knowing smirk.

"How did you even manage to fall like that," someone else wonders out loud.

You squeeze your legs together, humiliated. What could you possibly say? That you were ravaged right before the family Christmas party, and you didn't even have time to dry your insides? That one wrong move could reveal how stuffed you've been with a monster's load? Shameful. Wretched horndog, you scold yourself.

Even worse, the monster's intense gaze might suggest he's waiting for a second round. You'll be leaving early.

[dailyadventureprompts]

I may not be openly vocal about it but I am a certified dndbeyond hater. Have been since day one. Log the fuck off, cancel your account, and stop paying hasbro rent on your imagination. I'm serious.

"OH but it's so useful to help remember all my character abilities and spells"

No it's not. You've only been tricked into thinking it's easy because you're a fucking Ipad baby who's let your brain be sandpapered smooth by corprorate UI design. The moment the wifi cuts out or your app fails to load you're going to forget how to play your character and you're going to eat up precious session time looking it up on your phone.

"but there's so much text, I could never keep track of it all!"

PAPER, motherfucker. Read your abilities and either transcribe them into a word doc to print out or grab a notebook from the dollarstore. Writing them out this way will not only keep them on hand but help you learn how they work in the first place. Doodle in the margins, apply cute stickers, and spill things on them like god intended.

"But how will my DM be able to see my stats and track my damage?"

Why the fuck does your DM need to manage your character sheet? That's your job. Keeping track of your abilities and doing minor math is part of the fun of the game, and the moment you let a computer do the gruntwork you've put up another barrier between you and the character you've created.

Don't even get me started on people who pay for digital dice skins when real dice are right there. Real life illustration of Plato's cave.

[writeriguess]

Can you do Katsuki x female reader where reader's daughter (who she had with another man years ago, her ex turned out to be abusive) finally warms up to Katsuki enough to start calling him her dad? The girl has traumas about her dad so it's a big step.

author's note: never mind about the GIF library—it only seems to work with certain tags. Katsuki's tag takes 5 minutes to load before throwing me with an error. I'll try adding GIFs to posts that actually load for me.

Piece by Piece

Katsuki had always been patient, in his own rough-edged way. He knew better than to force anything, especially when it came to your daughter, Aimi. She had every reason to be wary of men, of father figures, and he never blamed her for keeping her distance. He had seen the haunted look in her eyes when she flinched at loud voices, how she hesitated before speaking, always gauging if she was safe.

At first, she barely acknowledged him, only ever referring to him as "Mom’s boyfriend" or simply "Katsuki." It stung a little, but he never let it show. Instead, he showed up—again and again. Helping her with homework, cooking meals when you were busy, staying up with her when she had nightmares, and never pushing when she needed space. He wasn’t trying to replace anyone. He just wanted her to know that he wasn’t going anywhere.

There were tough days. Days where she barely spoke a word to him, locking herself in her room, the old memories dragging her down. On those nights, he’d stay up, making sure she knew he was around if she needed anything. Some nights she had nightmares. He heard her muffled cries through the door but never forced his way in. Instead, he left a cup of tea outside her door, a small note scrawled on it: "You’re safe. We’ve got you."

Slowly, she started warming up. Small things—like watching TV in the same room as him instead of avoiding him altogether. Asking him to pass the salt at dinner instead of pretending he didn’t exist. He took every small win, knowing trust took time.

Tonight was no different. You had fallen asleep on the couch after a long day, leaving Aimi and Katsuki alone in the kitchen. She sat at the table, lazily pushing around the remains of her dinner while Katsuki stood at the sink, washing dishes.

“You don’t have to do that,” Aimi mumbled, staring at the soapy water. “Mom’ll do it in the morning.”

Katsuki huffed, rinsing off a plate. “Tch. Ain’t lettin’ her wake up to a mess. She does enough as it is.”

Aimi was quiet for a moment, watching him. He knew that look—like she was debating something, turning it over in her mind. “You always help,” she said finally, almost accusingly.

Katsuki dried his hands and leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “Yeah. So?”

She fidgeted, picking at the edge of her sleeve. “My real dad never did.”

His chest tightened, but he didn’t say anything. Just let her talk.

“He used to yell at Mom a lot. At me, too.” Her voice was small, but steady. “I used to wish he’d just leave us alone. But when he finally did, I still felt…wrong. Like maybe I wasn’t good enough.”

Katsuki’s hands clenched into fists, his nails biting into his palms. The urge to track down that bastard and make him regret every word, every bruise, every scar he’d left on them—it burned hot inside him. But this moment wasn’t about his anger. It was about Aimi.

He forced himself to take a slow breath. “That asshole had nothin’ to do with your worth, kid. He was just a piece of shit who didn’t deserve you or your mom.”

Aimi looked up at him then, really looked at him. “You’re different.”

He shrugged, trying to play it cool even though his heart was hammering. “Damn right, I am.”

She gave a small, almost shy smile. Then, barely above a whisper, she said, “Thanks, Dad.”

Katsuki froze. The plate in his hand nearly slipped. He turned to her slowly, his throat tight. “What’d you just say?”

She shifted, suddenly nervous. “I mean—only if you want me to call you that—”

He was across the room before she could finish, pulling her into a hug. He felt her stiffen at first, but then she melted into him, clutching his shirt with small hands.

“You’re damn right I do,” he murmured, his voice rough, thick with emotion. “You’re my kid now, got it?”

Aimi sniffled against his chest. “Okay…Dad.”

Katsuki held her tighter, pressing his chin against her head. He stayed like that, letting her feel the steady strength of his arms. After a few moments, she let out a small laugh, muffled against his chest.

“You’re squishing me.”

He grunted but loosened his grip slightly. “Tch. You’ll live.”

She pulled back just enough to look up at him, her expression softer than he’d ever seen. “I think I’m really lucky.”

Katsuki’s throat tightened again, and he ruffled her hair roughly to hide the way his eyes burned. “Damn right you are. Best damn dad you coulda picked.”

She giggled, a sound so rare it made his heart ache. “Yeah. I think so too.”

Yeah, he’d never let her or you go. Not for anything.

[mclacedes]

sweet like candy (LN4 SMAU)

summary: in which Lando is a complete simp over singer Y/N L/N

warnings: a little bit of hate, cursing, suggestive content

pairing: lando norris × singer!reader

face claim: sabrina carpenter / morgan riddle

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ynln

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ynln: la dolce vita or whatever they say

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ynfan2: woman how DARE YOU being this aesthetic????

ynfan3: i love you please marry me

ynhater1: omg can you stop begging for attention

ybffname: love the vibes and all, but when are you gonna stop traveling around and come back home huh?

ynln: i'd say about never but we'll see how things go 🥰

ynfan4: jesus christ woman where AREN'T YOU

ynfan7: okay but have you thought about stopping at a F1 race or something

ynln: tell me more about it 💭

ynfan5: london, italy, paris... GIRL OMG

ynhater2: i don't think you should flaunt like this when there's literally people starving

ynfan6: literally dream life

ysistername: cute but can i have my hair clip back? THANK YOU!

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🎶 Thinking Bout You - Frank Ocean

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landonorris: they do say la dolce vita :) but whatever right?

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landofan1: hot.

landofan2: i do have a lot to say but i have some decency

maxfewtrell: i think your shirt's a bit unbuttoned mate

landonorris: thanks mate! hadn't noticed

ynfan7: am i dreaming or that caption...

ynfan4: girl the caption, the song, those pictures... it's all for her

landofan3: what?

ynfan4: check out y/n l/n's latest post

landofan5: HOLY FUCK

landofan5: don't judge him for making it about her,if i were him i'd do the EXACT same

ynln: thanks for letting me know :)

landonorris: you should stop by a race, maybe i could tell you a thing or two about italian :)

maxfewtrell: mate, they still have DMs :)

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ynupdates:

ynupdates: Us too, Lando! During his friend Max Fewtrell's Twitch stream, Formula 1 driver Lando Norris admitted to having a crush on Y/N L/N, as transcribed below:

Lando: “If I like Y/N? Yes, absolutely! There is no reality in which I don't listen to her songs or that I'm not a big fan of hers.”

Max: “'Fan'? Mate, drop it, we all know how you're a complete simp over the woman.”

Lando: “What?”

Max: “Be for fucking real, now! We know it. You've talked about her, not once, not twice, we lost count! Can't keep track of it anymore. You're down bad."

Lando: “Shut up, you bastard. But I will admit, I think she's cute.”

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ynfan7: IT'S HAPPENING GUYS

landofan5: god knows how much i've waited

ynfan8: ok but where has lando talked about yn multiple times??

landofan9: he once brought her up during a video with oscar (his teammate) for mclaren, saying her songs are huge part of his pre race routine

landofan10: or when he sang her song "God is a Woman" on live

landofan11: or when he literally posted one of her songs on his stories

landofan12: or when he said she's his favorite singer

ynfan8: i agree with max tbh

TWO WEEKS LATER

y/n via instagram stories.

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ynupdates: NOBODY MOVES!

Y/n L/n was seen on the McLaren garage ahead of the Dutch Grand Prix weekend - today, it's qualifying! Go papaya!

(let's try not to clown but just so everybody is properly informed, Lando is a McLaren driver.....)

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ynhater3: ofc she's gon cling to a man for relevancy... typical yn

ynfan7: pls go suck a dick

landofan7: OK OK OK IM SO OK WITH THIS

ynfan9: OMG OKG OM WJAT

ynfan11: that's literally momma and papa

landofan10: she's literally there for him wtf 😭

ynfan15: im not fraekingnout AT ALL

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mclaren: Having set the fastest time in Q3, Lando grabs pole position! Tomorrow, we go racing!

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landofan17: OMG SHE LIKED IT YALL

landofan18: can we focus on the racing for a bit?

landofan5: my prayers didn't go unnoticed... good to know!

landofan19: soft launch i fear?

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[midnight-shadow-cafe]

Amazing! Now the opposite: compleatly silent reader. Like they dont make any noise at all and scare the fuck out of everyone.

"AAAAAHH! Shit! How long have you been here?!"

"About two hours?"

"Damn... put some bells on your boots or something"

Dead Silent

Pairing: Poly 141 x Silent!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, humor, mild jump-scare style reactions, slow burn polyamory, established team dynamics, reader is very stealthy (like Ghost x10), mild swearing

Author’s Note: This one was so fun to write! I loved flipping the trope from makes noise constantly to makes zero noise and freaks everyone out. The boys are baffled, scared, and absolutely head-over-boots for you. I might continue this later on so we’ll see! Stay tuned!!

Summary: You’re the quietest thing the team’s ever seen—an operative so silent you sneak up on Ghost. But even without words, you’ve got all four of them wrapped around your finger.

Masterlist

MDNI18+MDNI18+MDNI18+MDNI18+MDNI18+

"AAAAAHH! Shit!"

Soap nearly launched the mug across the mess hall. Kyle yelped beside him, clutching his chest.

You stared blankly, standing directly behind them, tray in hand. No expression. No noise. Just... there.

Gaz took a deep breath. "How long have you been there?"

You blinked slowly.

"About two hours," came the calm response from behind you. Price. The only one seemingly unbothered.

"Two hours?" Soap hissed, eyes wide. "Mate, put some bloody bells on your boots or something."

You sat down without a word, not a single clink from your tray. Not even the scrape of your chair.

Ghost entered just in time to see the aftermath—Soap still twitching, Gaz mumbling to himself, Price sipping tea like nothing happened.

"They jump again?" he asked, glancing at you.

You shrugged.

"You're worse than me," Ghost muttered, almost... impressed.

No one ever heard you coming. Not during drills. Not during breakfast. Not during missions.

Price called it a gift.

Ghost called it "creepier than death itself."

Soap called it "a bloody health hazard."

Even when the team tried to track you on missions, you vanished. You never spoke unless absolutely necessary, and even then, your voice was soft—so soft it made people wonder if they'd imagined it.

One night, during a late recon op, the four men sat around a campfire, chatting low while waiting on a signal.

"She's not even real," Soap whispered, glancing into the woods. "She’s a myth. A rumor. She’s the wind."

"She’s behind you," Gaz said flatly.

Soap whipped around. You were crouched five feet away.

"FUCK—!"

"Didn’t mean to scare you," you murmured, voice as calm and deadpan as ever.

"Didn’t mean—!" Soap clutched his heart. "One day you’re gonna give me a cardiac arrest and I’m gonna thank you for it, aren’t I?"

You tilted your head. "Maybe."

That was the moment Soap knew he was screwed.

Ghost, who prided himself on being the stealthiest of the 141, found himself constantly surprised by your presence. You moved through the base like fog—silent, sudden, and impossible to grasp. But what really got him? You never interrupted. You just... waited. Watched. Listened. It unnerved him at first. Then it fascinated him.

Gaz couldn’t get over the calm in your silence. You didn’t fill the space with noise. You just were. When you did speak to him, it felt like a privilege. A gift. Like the universe had chosen him to receive one of your rare, quiet words.

Price? He watched you like a cat watches a laser dot. Curious. Amused. Then thoughtful. Then entranced. You didn’t need noise to lead. You moved through the world on your own rules. And damn if he didn’t admire it.

The four of them didn’t realize they’d fallen for you until the day you disappeared during a raid.

No sound.

No sign.

Just gone.

Panic wasn’t often in their vocabulary—but it was that day.

Price paced. Ghost scanned rooftops. Soap radioed so much it started glitching. Gaz swore under his breath, loading and reloading a mag without thinking.

Then, as the sun dipped low, you appeared.

Not a sound.

Just walking out of the smoke.

Holding the USB drive they needed.

Covered in ash, completely calm.

"Mission complete," you said softly, handing it to Price.

He didn’t speak. Just grabbed you and pulled you into his arms like he wasn’t going to let you go again.

That night, all four of them hovered. Offering water. Bandages. Blankets. Touches that lingered just a little too long.

"Stay," Soap said, barely more than a whisper.

You nodded once.

Later, curled between all of them in a tangled mess of limbs, you didn’t say a word.

You didn’t need to.

And in the silence, they heard everything.

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