#and I have an even cuter one of these to post tomorrow!

[angelsanarchy]

One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 04

"Never have I ever had to hide a boner." "Oh she plays dirty. I might be in love."

SATURDAY, 12:45AM

Once the weed and the food was consumed, y/n sprawled her legs across Clyde's knees as he leaned back into the couch, head leaned all the way back as he giggled.

"My brain says I should probably head out but my body says where did your legs go!?" Clyde patted her knees, turning his head towards her but still resting against the couch.

"I think you should listen to your legs...or the absence of your legs? Listen to whatever is telling you to not get up." Clyde rubbed her shin unconsciously making her meet his eyes.

"What's your big plan now? How will you keep me entertained? You don't look like you can move much either." Y/n watched Clyde tried to blow his hair away from his face without moving his arms from her legs.

"Why would I want to move when I'm enjoying the company so much? Can't I entertain you while we both be incredibly lazy on the couch?" Clyde asked cutely. Y/n teased Clyde with her foot poking him in the side making him stare at her lying on her back comfortably on the couch.

"What did you have in mind?" Y/n asked propping herself up

"My friend Snow is a freak for the game Never Have I Ever...you ever heard of it?" Clyde asked. Y/n smiled and sat up on the couch, scooting a little closer to him so they weren't sitting so far apart. She held up her hands and Clyde nodded.

"Okay let's see, never have I ever worn a bra." Clyde teased. Y/n put her pinky down.

"Never have I ever had to hide a boner." She smirked watching Clyde's smile grow.

"Oh she plays dirty. I might be in love." Clyde put his pinky down.

"Never have I ever had a one night stand." Clyde watched Y/n's fingers carefully and she kept all nine of her fingers up smugly.

"Not really my thing. I'm too young to get accidentally knocked up and I don't like to bring people back to my apartment." Y/n explained, Clyde took comfort in knowing she was particular about who she slept with. Not like he had a ton of experience in it.

"Never have I ever been to jail." Y/n tilted her head watching Clyde's gaze drop, lowering his ring finger.

"Convicted murderer?" Y/n teased.

"I shot my mom's dog...she pressed charges and kicked me out but it's cool." Clyde explained.

"Oh my god! Why is that so much worse than being a murderer?!" Y/n shoved Clyde's chest.

"The dog was old and she was letting it suffer. I mean a 150 pound dog in a wheelchair? Poor guy was done." Clyde's explanation seemed genuine and y/n felt sympathy for his reaction.

"I take it you don't get along with your mom." Y/n pressed earning a shrug.

"My mom is actually in Florida living her best life. My step mom's dog is the one I shot. As much as my dad didn't want to have to lock me up, he knew it was either me or her so I guess I get it." This was the first time Clyde seemed bummed out. Y/n could tell his family life was a sore spot that she wouldn't press.

"I bailed my dad out of jail once. He fell asleep naked on the strip." Y/n tried to lighten the mood.

"Wow that's illegal? I've seen more dicks and tits on the strip than I've seen behind closed doors. Was he wasted?" Clyde chuckled.

"Oh obliterated. It was more so that he was naked in front of Gordan Ramsey's restaurant so women and children were afoot." Y/n broke it down and could see Clyde trying not to laugh too hard about it.

"Yeah I guess they frown upon dicks being out in front of children. There's always a line to be drawn somewhere." Clyde joked.

"Never have I ever been on a real date." Clyde blushed.

"Well what do you consider a real date? I mean I've gotten dinner with a someone but I've never been like wined and dined." Y/n explained.

"Is that what kind of thing you're into? Big fancy?" Clyde pressed earning a laugh.

"God no! I like getting to know someone in their own element. I feel like you can tell a lot about a person in the most casual setting. People aren't naturally themselves all suited up and spending an ass ton of money on a baby portion of food." Clyde listened carefully and couldn't help but smile at her. She couldn't sound more perfect to him.

"So by definition, this is your ideal date?" Clyde grinned.

"Honestly, this isn't bad. This is the most fun I've actually had in a while. You're easy to be around, Clyde." Y/n couldn't help but blush seeing how sweet Clyde's smile was.

"Hey don't get any ideas about me being easy." Clyde teased. Y/n squinted at him.

"Hmm I don't know. You're telling me that if I really wanted to get you to make out with me...you'd turn me down?" Y/n crawled over towards Clyde who still had his hands up in front of.

"You think I put out on the first date? Wh-what kind of guy do you take me for?" Clyde swallowed the lump in his throat as moved to straddle his lap, taking his hands into her own and putting them on her hips.

"I take you for a really cute, really fun guy and not at all a serial stalker who lured me to his place to smoke and play silly games." Y/n pushed some of Clyde's hair off his face and could see the nervousness in his eyes. For a moment, she second guessed herself thinking maybe she had rushed things.

"Lured is...is a strong word. You technically drove yourself here." Clyde stuttered out making y/n giggle. He got actual goosebumps from that giggle. She rested her hands on his shoulders trying to read his face. His eyes flickered to her lips and he didn't seemed to freeze when she started to lean into him. Before their lips could connect, Y/n's phone started blaring causing them both to jump. She rolled off of Clyde's lap and snatched her phone off the table.

"Hey what's up? I'm hanging out with a friend from the club...what? No! What do you mean don't come home tonight...Dude I get that you have a girl over but-" Clyde listened to Y/n's call and tried to shift his body to hide his annoying boner.

"You are literally the worst roommate on the planet...hello? Bitch." Y/n hung the phone up and turned back towards Clyde.

"So...I just kind of got scrunchied." Y/n frowned.

"I have no idea what that means." Clyde shook his head.

"Well my roommate is entertaining a lady friend tonight so she's essentially told me not to come home. You know, some guys put a sock on the doorknob...girls use the scrunchie.." Y/n explained making Clyde nod in understanding.

"You're more than welcome to crash here. I can give you shirt or something to sleep in-" Clyde stood up, trying to shift away from y/n until his half chub was fully concealed.

"You don't have to do that. I've already tried to jump your bones and you've been so sweet-" Clyde cut her off by saying her name. Damn did she liked how her name sounded on his lips.

"Seriously, crash here. I'll even lock the door so you feel safe." Clyde held out an oversized band shirt and fuzzy Halloween socks that had blazed out pumpkins on them. Y/n had never stayed the night with a guy before, especially one she was really growing to like. Staying would give her more time to hang out with Clyde and get to know him better. She reached out and took the clothes from him returning his smile. She felt an anxious burst of heat in her stomach and made a mental note to thank her roommate later.

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꒦꒷ enhypen ! oopsies…! fans actually caught your relationship….

in which you and your partner are really awful at keeping your relationship as a secret. || Idol-ot7!Enhypen X Idol-fem!reader … full fluff!! … no warnings!! … not proofread<3 || note. this one is very similar to the shipping scenarios, but not quite the same.

ε ї з — heeseung ; having temporary matching tattoos.

you and heeseung felt a bit childish in your last hangout at your dorm. you told him you ordered those little temporary tattoos that kids do these days and joked about doing it. one thing led to another and both of you ended up with a weird heart shape right on the back of your hand.

“i think it looks cute” you looked at it and smiled.

heeseung chuckled and kissed your cheek, “but you’re cuter”

“if i could i would get a permanent tattoo with you”

“our fans will probably notice it if we do”

you forgot the next day that both of you have a performance to do.

no one noticed it, it was as if it never happened, your staff members and manager didn’t even notice, your own group members were too oblivious to it as well.

it was only after your performance that a hashtag with both of your names became popular on every platform that ever existed. fans going crazy and posting pictures of your performance with the tattoo circled, then compared to heeseung’s picture with the tattoo as well.

not only that, you actually uploaded a photo where it was clearly seen and not even a bit hidden. your company thought they were fast enough to delete it, but fans are much quicker these days.

it was very much needless to say that you found yourself in your CEO’s office the next day.

ε ї з — jay ; performing and showing everyone your matching bracelets.

jay had recently bought the both of you matching bracelets. he knows you love bracelets and he’d do anything to make you happy.

your bracelet had a few charms he picked that perfectly completed his own charms, if you ask any other person, they’d tell you it’s the perfect matching symbol.

being too excited about the bracelet idea, you forgot to take it off before your comeback performance.

at first fans thought it was just a beautiful bracelet your stylists gave you.

that was until you decided to show it again on live, and jay decided going on live and showing his matching one five minutes after your live ended.

“is that a new bracelet? yes actually, isn’t it so pretty?” you answered your fans’ questions and showed it off.

“show us your bracelet?” jay read one comment and immediately showed it on screen, “i love this bracelet a lot, i don’t think i’ll ever take it down” he chuckled.

not even a minute passed and the whole comment section began asking about his bracelet again and why it looks so similar to yours. jay’s eyes widened and quickly came up with an excuse to end the live.

“please tell me you took it off before going on live” he told you over the phone.

“i did not, why?” you asked innocently.

“i guess i’ll see you tomorrow at the CEO’s office, i love you” he chuckled.

“oh,” you started laughing, “it’s about time we reveal it actually”

ε ї з — jake ; mindlessly hanging out in public.

life had been so stressful lately for both you and jake. him being on tour and you being too busy with your upcoming comeback just added up to the stress you’ve been already having.

you barely found time to hang out or even have video calls. the time difference was sometimes too much for you and you found yourself going days over days without texting properly.

“i miss you so much” he said in one of your very rare video calls.

“i missed you so much more” you replied quietly.

you’ve been on a call for more than four hours, either of you wanted to hang up, you don’t know when will be the next time you’ll be able to talk like that.

as soon as he came back to korea, he texted you, asking to meet up and hang out at the very late night hours.

you being so drunk in love, missed your partner and had to hold him again in your arms, you agreed instantly and made your way to the dorm as fast as the light.

after reuniting he suggested both of you will get out and get some fresh air, the inside was suffocating both of you.

you decided to have a walk in the nearest park and even go to that one arcade he told you he’d take you to when he has the chance. you ended the night with some ramen you bought from the closest seven eleven store.

this idea of publicly hanging out without your managers or even group members knowing was a mindless idea, but you missed each other too much to care.

fans went crazy the day after when dispatch revealed pictures of the both of you hanging out, and just then you realized you fucked up.

ε ї з — sunghoon ; posting the same location photos.

you and sunghoon recently went on a vacation in a very quiet yet beautiful place. no one could recognize you no matter where you went. it was the perfect place for the both of you.

sunghoon brought his cameras, and you as well brought yours. of course, the perfect couple would also have some shared interests.

“the view is so beautiful” you took in the beautiful view you were looking at, and raised your camera to take a picture of the beautiful place.

“you’re way prettier than the view” sunghoon back-hugged you with one hand and raised a camera with the other to take a picture of the view as well.

you chuckled at his remark and shook your head, “you’re the prettiest view i’ve ever seen”

a few days later and your vacation sadly ended. on your way you asked sunghoon for suggestions, he told you which ones he thinks were the prettiest and you happily agreed.

the next day you uploaded the pictures you were discussing on with sunghoon, and got lots of compliments for your little hobby.

it didn’t take that long for sunghoon to also upload a post. you being a supportive girlfriend opened your fake account to give him a like and look at the post your pretty boyfriend uploaded.

your smile quickly faded when you noticed his pictures were oddly similar to yours. you entered the comment section and fans were already discussing on whether this is all a coincidence or not.

you decided to leave the post on, and hope for the best, knowing that you and sunghoon are probably going to get an angry lecture.

ε ї з — sunoo ; uploading the wrong tiktok.

you and sunoo filmed the new comeback’s challenge after constant beggings that it would be only the two of you.

the staff members were so supportive of your relationship and hyped you up a lot.

“let’s do one for fun and a serious one” he told you and you nodded.

“wait what do you mean one for fun?” you asked.

“one that i’d keep for me only to watch” he cutely smiled and hugged you.

you wondered what he was up to but cooperated and did your best for this tiktok, on the few freestyle seconds, he kissed your cheek and winked at the camera while you were left blushing.

“that was the one for fun?” you asked and he nodded, “we can’t show that to fans, they’ll know we’re a couple the second they see it”

you filmed another one with a cute pose at the end and agreed it’d be the best one to upload. you thanked everyone as you were called back to your dressing room, you kissed goodbye your boyfriend and signaled him to text you.

a few hours passed and you noticed enhypen uploaded a new tiktok. you tapped the screen to give it a like even before watching it until the end.

you focused on your dance moves and the way your chemistry with your boyfriend was displayed over the screen, but your mouth dropped to the floor when you noticed the last seconds of the tiktok.

it was the wrong one. and it was too late to delete because fans were already reposting it and going crazy over it.

ε ї з — jungwon ; forgetting to hide your framed photobooth pictures.

due to their upcoming reality show participation, enhypen members were required to clean their rooms from any suspicious things that fans might see.

the reality show showed enhypen members’ own room and dorm in general. so the rooms had to be very cleaned and organized.

jungwon took in the request very seriously and cleaned every part and any corner of his room, or so he thought.

your framed pictures stood there right next to his bed stand, he can’t go sleep without it being right next to his head and he forgot to hide it somewhere else.

he only figured about it when they showed him his own room in the show, he tried to hide it and tried to stay unbothered as much as he can so fans won’t notice anything suspicious.

too bad fans have 6/6 vision and they’re actually specialists at finding stuff like these.

as soon as the show was aired, fans tried to find out who’s the mysterious girl in the framed picture who’s seen kissing his cheek and smiling widely with him.

luckily, the picture was very much blurred so it was hard for fans to see, it was an easy pass for the company to say that these pictures just so happened to be pictures with his sister.

the company’s plans were ruined when you decided to post a vlog in your room and there sat the same framed picture behind you. it was very far and really hard to notice, but as we all know your fans are crazy.

“you forgot to hide it too?” you giggled over the phone as he laughed as well.

“i love this picture too much i guess”

“i don’t regret not hiding it”

“me neither”

ε ї з — riki ; posting a selca with his sunglasses.

everyone knows about riki’s obsession with sunglasses. he’s like the sunglasses king.

you yourself even bought him a few sunglasses that he tends to wear very often. fans don’t notice it since they always assume it’s always him who buys them.

however, there’s one particular sunglasses that riki has been known for. it’s one of the rarest sunglasses and riki decided to draw some random things on the sides of it and showed it to his fans.

he was so proud of himself, showing his pure talent on his favorite sunglasses, it’s actually one of the sunglasses you bought him as well, but no one has to know that.

you asked for his sunglasses one day, you felt cute and your outfit matched perfectly with his sunglasses.

you also asked him to take a few photos of you with his sunglasses. he smiled through the whole process.

“wait let’s do it like that” you said as you bent down and held the sunglasses that were sitting right on the end of your nose.

“you look so cute” he complimented, “focus on taking the pictures instead of simping!” you ordered and he laughed.

“you can keep them to yourself! it looks better on you”

“i’d never do that to my very lovely boyfriend! ….but if you insist then i will”

one of the first mistakes you made was not noticing a glass window was right behind you, and so the reflection of riki was much seen behind you.

you uploaded the pictures, feeling so cute and excited about the outfit with your boyfriend’s sunglasses.

your second mistake was forgetting that those sunglasses were only unique to riki since he designed and drew on it on his own.

it didn’t take that long for fans to notice his sunglasses and his reflection behind you.

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[fastandcarlos]

Family Affair ~ Max Verstappen

Summary: it’s a family affair at the singapore grand prix as the entire verstappen family come to cheer max on

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ynusername: I’ll give you three guesses as to where we’re off to 🏎️

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maxverstappen1: well aren’t I just the luckiest dad/husband in the world 🩷

username1: we love when the verstappens all show up

username2: I can’t deal with how cute you all are

charles_leclerc: yesssssss!! leo can’t wait for all the pup cuddles this weekend

ynusername: nvm the kids, all the cuddles will come from me

danielricciardo: it’s been too long, can’t wait for the fam to reunite

maxverstappen1: @/danielricciardo you do know you’re not actually family…don’t you?

danielricciardo: @/maxverstappen1 can you stop ruining my dreams please and thank you

redbullracing: we’re preparing ourselves for all the chaos 🤯

username3: watch max be exhausted before even getting in the car dealing with the kids and y/n

username4: cannot wait for the verstappen spam all weekend 😍

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maxverstappen1: project verstappen junior is well underway, checkout y/s/n learning the ropes during practice this morning 🏁

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schecoperez: when I’m next in need of a new engineer I’ll be sure to give y/s/n a call!

ynusername: @/schechoperez he would absolutely love to work for uncle checo ❤️

username4: just when we all thought these kids could not get any cuter, max posts this

username5: it’s the baby uniform for me 😅

oscarpiastri: y/s/n already looks like he does a better job than anyone at mclaren

mclaren: @/oscarpiastri we’ll pretend we didn’t hear that

ynusername: I’m never gonna be able to escape f1 am I??

username6: max must be the proudest parent seeing his son so in love with what he does

pierregasly: little guy is looking good in blue max!!

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redbullracing: when all the verstappens are wearing blue, it only means one thing 🏆🏁

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maxverstappen1: another big push this weekend team, with my favourite mascots I’m sure p1 has my name all over it

username7: petition for team verstappen to come and cheerlead for me instead

username8: asking for a friend…can your ovaries burst just from a photo?

ynusername: team max! (and @/schechoperez 🎉)

username9: if anyone was wondering where all the good genes went…look no further

username10: pls tell me that is max’s helmet that y/d/n is wearing, it’s drowning her 😭

ynusername: @/username10 don’t worry, it is, she insists on trying it on when max finishes it, the stench is gross

maxverstappen1: @/ynusername excuse me, I always smell a million dollars

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maxverstappen1: on pole for tomorrow, job done for another day, now to rest up and relax for tomorrow. not sure how possible that will be with the kids, the pink bow was a new low 🥺🩷

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estebanocon: mate the bow should stay…really brings out the colour in your eyes

georgerussell63: sorry max, I’m never going to be able to take you seriously again

ynusername: damn love, y/d/n really has got you wrapped around her little finger 😂

maxverstappen1: @/ynusername what can I say? she really is a daddy’s girl 😊

username11: look at his smile, that’s a true proud dad smile going on there

username12: I swear max you have never looked better 😍

carlossainz55: almost at smooth operator level there max!!

maxverstappen1: @/carlossainz55 from you sir I will take that as a complete

pierregasly: that reminds me, I really must update your photo contact on my phone

fernandoalo_oficial: you lose all street cred the moment you become a dad I’m afraid max

username13: not all the drivers finally taking revenge and getting back at max 😂😂

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ynusername: the three stages of race week with children. 1) run around with loads of energy. 2) begin to tire but remind yourself how cute your children are when they give you cute notes. 3) completely collapse after the race when you realise your children have tired you out before the lights even went out. sorry bub, but remember we love you dearly 🩷🩷🩷🩷

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maxverstappen1: I’ll be good as new for tomorrow, spending time with you guys will always be my priority. I love you all so much more 🥺❤️

landonorris: I remember the days when max used to write me cute notes like that 😭

danielricciardo: @/landonorris and the days when he used to play tag with me around the paddock too

landonorris: @/danielricciardo he’s abandoned us now for the kids…my heart is broken

yukitsunoda0511: that looks like a man trying to get five minutes peace from his kids on the right 😂

maxverstappen1: @/yukitsunoda0511 guilty as charged

username13: just when I think we possibly couldn’t get anymore cute dad max photos for the weekend, we end up getting more

username14: you just know that max absolutely dotes on his two angels

oscarpiastri: petition for the two of you to adopt me, I want to be part of all this fun too 🥺

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maxverstappen1: singapore p1 🏁🎉 couldn’t have done it without my incredible team cheering me on, having them beside me constantly reminds me of the sacrifices they all make. y/n, y/s/n, y/d/n, you guys are the best. thanks for all the support team, now to soak up all the daddy cuddles before the next one 🔥

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ynusername: words cannot begin to express how proud we are of you!! nights like this simply don’t get better my love 🤩

redbullracing: congratulations on a great week of racing max, enjoy the time with your family now

username15: poor y/d/n looks so exhausted, it must be hard work cheering for daddy

landonorris: are those daddy cuddles just from y/s/n and y/d/n????

maxverstappen1: @/landonorris what exactly are you implying?

landonorris: @/maxverstappen1 🫢🫢🫢🫢

charles_leclerc: congrats on a great week max, an honour to share the podium with you again

lance_stroll: lovely to finally meet all the family my man, enjoy the rest and recovery with your little ones

username16: are we all just going to pretend like we don’t know what lando is hinting at back there?

username17: max screams daddy material…literally 😅

georgerussell63: we couldn’t not let you win this one…we just didn’t wanna upset the kids 😂

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ynusername: husband, father, grand prix winner, is there anything that this man can’t do? we are so proud of you max, every time I think you can’t achieve more, you go and prove me wrong. thank you for the best weekend with our little team ❤️🔥

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carlossainz55: he’s yet to beat me at fifa…that’s something he can’t do 😂

logansargeant: I swear you guys are the ultimate goals, if anyone asks, this is how I want my future to look!!

maxverstappen1: thank you for cheering me on, I hope you guys know that I do all of this for you 🥺

ynusername: @/maxverstappen1 ofc we do, and once again you’ve reminded our children that hard work really does pay off

danielricciardo: I remember the days when he used to hug me like that 😭

ynusername: @/danielricciardo MOVE ON AND LET IT GO 😂😂😂

username18: he’s lucky to have someone as amazing as you in his corner y/n

username19: pls tell me this is the last post this weekend, my heart can’t take anymore adorableness 💔

landonorris: go team verstappen!! (I’m secretly rooting for you guys!)

redbullracing: remember y/n you’re always welcome in the paddock, we’ve loved having you, y/d/n and our future world champion y/s/n with us this weekend 😊

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I hope you enjoyed this little smau, any feedback or requests would be gratefully received 🥺🥺🥺

 ˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

[ham1lton]

glue song.

pairings: oscar piastri x childhood gf!reader.

faceclaim: rayan.xasan on ig <3

summary: after looking at some old photo albums, you stumble across an old photograph of your first love. you post it online and internet sleuths attempt to track him down.

author’s note: this was based on the interaction between that one girl and the other girl she met on the cruise. if you know, you know. i thought that would be a cute smau. ignore any spelling mistakes pls 😁😝

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yourusername: jetlag isn’t too bad when your besties takes you straight from the airport to your favourite restaurant.

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user19: omg is she going to meet oscar?

-> user2: she had a life before oscar lmfao. it could be a brand trip or a holiday.

bestie1: girl u almost fell asleep into ur ramen. how embarrassing 😬

-> yourusername: don’t expose me !! i was tired and the ramen looked comfy.

-> bestie2: it’s okay!! that’s why we’re here to stop you being enticed by sleepy noodles. <3

user9: where did u get ur hat!! so cute!!

-> yourusername: i made it myself!! i can send u the pattern if you’d like?

-> user9: yes please!! :)

-> yourusername: dmed u the pattern love! 🫶🏾💕

user6: she’s actually so cute. her and oscar need to date.

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yourusername: shout out to oscar from australia. ig he isn’t too bad of a date.

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oscarpiastri: not too bad? high praise from you.

-> yourusername: you know it 🤭

-> oscarpiastri: i’m assuming this means date 2 is on the cards?

-> yourusername: … perhaps

-> oscarpiastri: text me :)

-> user67: i feel like we’re intruding on a moment here…

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user7: at least oscar is a good photographer.

-> user8: i think she’s just insanely photogenic 😭

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-> yourusername: i’ll wear it tomorrow just for you <3

-> oscarpiastri: not even for me?

-> bestie1: back off koala 🤨👎🏼 she was ours first!

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oscarpiastri: a quick update on oscar from australia and y/n from (your country).

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-> logansargeant: not good enough. i was thinking maybe a mansion? or at least a private jet. perhaps even a small country….

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-> user12: do i wanna be him or her….

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[mountttmase]

Don’t Do This

Note - so this is the fic I thought I’d posted but actually never did 🙄not too sure if this is the right time to post anything but I’d really appreciate some feedback on this please 💙

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 5K

Warnings - smut and angst with a smidge of fluff

‘Last day huh?’

‘Yes Chilly, it’s my last day. You know this’ you huffed, looking at him as he stood leaning up against your door frame. ‘Have you come to help carry some boxes?’ You asked, batting your eyelashes in attempts to charm in into helping. It must of worked though as he begrudgingly rolled his eyes, but lifted a few boxes anyway.

‘Do you think I can claim this as extra gym work?’ He laughed, following you down to your car and packing it into the boot. ‘You said goodbye to everyone yet?’

‘Most people’ you nodded, your eyes fluttering down so he couldn’t read your emotions and thankfully he changed the subject for now.

‘It’s not too late to change your mind’ he teased, gently bumping his shoulder into yours making you laugh as you began to walk back inside the building.

‘Since my replacement starts tomorrow, I think it might be’

‘But Cobham won’t be the same without you. Everyone loves you here’ he reasoned, throwing his arm around your shoulder. You looked up at him with a questioning face and he laughed lightly, clearly catching onto what you were implying. ‘Okay well most people do’

‘It’s fine, I can’t be everyone’s cup of tea’ you shrugged ‘I’m not leaving because of him you know, this is a really good opportunity for me’

‘I know I know, I just wish he wasn’t such an arsehole for no reason’ he huffed as you made it back to your office.

‘That’s all of it then, just got a few more emails to go over and I’ll head out’

‘Well I only came up to say goodbye, so get in here’ he laughed as he held his arms out for a hug. ‘Keep in touch yeah? And I mean it. I’m not just saying that cause that’s what you’re supposed to say’

‘I know Chilly, I promise I will’ you told him, voice heavy with emotion as you said goodbye to one of the first boys on the team who spoke to all those months back. Taking you under his wing and showing you around, acting as if he was your work big brother.

You tried to get on with your final few bits of work but you we’re constantly disturbed by people coming to say goodbye, so when the clock struck half six and you were finally done, you weren’t surprised to find the building empty. Eventually you packed up the last of your things, taking the long way out so you could have one last look around the place before heading to the car park.

As you were passing the gym, the door opened to reveal Mason, the only person who hadn’t spoken to you today. In fact he rarely ever did. Your eyes met, both looking shocked to see each other still here before his gaze dropped to the floor like usual.

You couldn’t take your eyes off him though. He hadn’t been around too much due to an injury so you were unsure if he even knew you were going but you couldn’t tell either way due to his usual stand offish nature.

He looked completely different from the last time you’d seen him, the floppy locks that once made home on his head had gone, a pretty harsh buzz cut in its place and you hated the way it made your tummy flip. Mason seemed to harvest a special power in his hair, the longer it got the cuter and more boy next door he looked yet right now like this, he was intimidating but in the best way possible and all you could think about was feeling the back of his head under your fingers. The thought making you blush and you quietly coughed so you could speak to him without making a fool of yourself.

‘H-hi Mason. I heard you were back. How’s the recovery going?’

‘Yeah, fine thanks’ he nodded, chewing on his bottom lip as he still stared down at the floor. You wanted to look away but you couldn’t tear your eyes off of him and his new look or the way his features seemed so much more prominent now. His cheek bones lifted and the the red patch of skin across his nose that you’d always secretly adored was even deeper than before. ‘You off then?’ He questioned quietly, and your heart thumped at the sound of his voice as he finally looked up to meet your gaze. It was unfair how good he looked, the freckles that washed over the tops of his cheeks making you want to reach out and touch him but you stood your ground so you could give him a coherent answer.

‘Yeah, just on my way out now’ you told him and he nodded his head whilst folding his arms.

‘Well, good luck with everything’ he breathed but before you had time to reply, he was walking passed you and off to get changed. You were about to call after him but figured there was no point. As much as he was a delight to everyone else, there seemed to be something about you that he couldn’t get on with. Choosing to keep his distance and only speaking to you when necessary which wasn’t very often. You wondered if you’d done something wrong to make him be like this with you but he’d always been standoffish from the start.

At first you thought it might of been nerves, but once you realised he was only like it with you, you figured you just weren’t his type of person. He was never rude, always giving you a small smile if you saw each other passing in the halls and holding doors open for you if you were around but you wished you’d of got to experience the Mason you saw around other people when he didn’t think you were watching.

You eventually made it to your car, setting the last of your things in the back seat before getting behind the wheel. You went to grab your phone to plug it into the charger but after rummaging around in your bag and realising it wasn’t there you huffed, trudging back inside as you remembered it was still plugged into the socket next to your desk.

After a quick chat in reception to explain why you were heading back in, you opened the door to find Mason sat at your desk, his elbows propped up with head in his hands but as soon as he heard the door creak, he turned to look your way, his glassy eyes staring into your soul as you both froze, not knowing what the other was doing there.

‘I thought you’d gone’ he panicked, standing up but freezing again as if he didn’t know what to do.

‘I forgot my phone’ you breathed, pointing to it sat on the side and he gulped as he looked at it. ‘Why are you in here?’ You questioned softly, carefully stepping towards him but you could see he was panicking and you didn’t want to overwhelm him. ‘Mase, talk to me’

He gulped at the use of his nickname, one you’d never called him to his face and you flushed when you realised. He dragged a hand over his face before looking at you again, his eyes now a little harder now as he looked for an escape route.

‘It doesn’t matter’ he mumbled attempting to walk passed you, but you shut the door and stood in front of it so he couldn’t get past and his brows furrowed a little at he looked at you. ‘What are you doing?’

‘You’re not leaving until you talk to me’

‘You can’t hold me prisoner here, y/n. Just let me go and I won’t tell anyone’

‘As of an hour ago I’m no longer an employee, so there’s not much anyone can do’

‘Come on, just move’ he huffed, attempting to move you but you held your ground. ‘

‘No Mason, you need to tell me-‘

‘What’ he snapped, frustration pouring from him and he turned away from you to walk towards the window. ‘What do you want me to say?’

‘The truth. Why you were in here? And what I ever did to make you hate me whilst your at it’ you spat and he turned back to you full of shock and confusion as he took a few steps towards you.

‘I don’t hate you, why would you think that?’

‘Well you’ve never exactly been friendly with me’ you scoffed and he shut his eyes whist taking a deep breath at having been caught out. ‘I see how you are with everyone else and yeah you’re not a total dick with me but I know you avoid me when you can. Like this is probably the longest conversation we’ve ever had. It’s not exactly a nice felling’ you told him, a hint of hurt in your voice and you felt your eyes fill with tears. You didn’t know you were this upset by it but saying it out loud made you realise your were.

‘Don’t be so bloody stupid’ he snapped his eyes looking desperate and you were about to step out of the way but something inside you told you that you needed to know what he was doing in here. So you stood your ground even though you knew this might end badly. You knew he’d never hurt you but the crazed look in his eyes was egging you on. Thinking he was about to snap and you wanted answers. ‘What do you want me to say y/n? That I feel like a complete twat cause I couldn’t tell you how I really felt? That I can’t talk to you properly cause you make me nervous and I know if I spend time around you then I’ll fall for you? So I kept away from you cause it was against the rules? That I was sat in here cause it’s just hit me I’ve missed my chance and I wanted to feel close to you?’

You were shocked, your eyes growing wider as he laid all his cards on the table. Only realising he’d shared too much when it was too late. He stopped abruptly, his fingers interlocking behind his head as he turned away from you, muttering a a slew of curse words into the air.

‘If that’s the truth, then yeah I want you to say that’

‘Please, y/n. Don’t do this’

‘Fine’ you breathed, opening the door and stepping away. He clearly had some things he needed to work through and holding him hostage was just irritating him even more. You watched him vanish quickly out, biting your lip as your mood sunk even further. You didn’t want this to be your last memory of being here and you were annoyed at him for tainting it.

You grabbed your phone so you could get out of there as quickly as you could and not bump into him again. As soon as you we’re heading to the door, you saw him storming back in, his dark eyes set on you as he grabbed a hold of your face and crashed his lips into yours.

You became paralysed under his touch, his lips moving against yours but you were frozen for a few seconds until yours finally began moving against him. The sound of him kicking the door shut made you jump slightly as your hands traveled to his chest, feeling his heart thrum against your fingers but he walked you backwards until your legs hit the desk behind you.

He lifted you by your thighs and you squealed as you were plonked down, never once taking his lips from yours as he kissed you with all he had. You were unsure at first as to why you were kissing him back, but you knew deep down this is what you were longing from him. Yeah friends would be nice but you’d craved this sort of contact with him from the second you saw him. His new haircut wasn’t exactly helping the situation and with it seemed to of bought a new sense of dominance to him.

You moaned into mouth as he brushed his tongue against yours, the kiss still messy and desperate as your hands traveled down his body and dipped under his shirt. Your palms laid flat on his abs and felt them tense under your touch as he moaned into your mouth before pulling away.

‘Do you trust me?’ He breathed into your mouth as his hands moved to grip you at your waist before his lips trailed down your neck. Did you trust him? When you thought about it, you’re barely knew him but you were too caught up in whatever was happening right now to ruin it so you nodded. He smiled into your neck before helping down and moving you to then hidden area of your office.

That was one thing you’d miss about this office, the L shape of it meant there was a small section hidden out the way when you first walked in and you always used it to your advantage. Keeping a mini fridge and a small sofa there for cheeky afternoon naps. Currently only the latter was there and Mason looked ready to use this to his advantage.

You weren’t sure what was happening so you tugged on the hand he was holding to get him to stop and he turned to face you. His eyes were wild, his cheeks flushed as he started you down with parted lips. You were about to ask him what he was doing when he grabbed your hand before placing it on his crotch. You could feel him hard as a rock underneath your touch and you sucked in a deep breath as your heart hammered at the contact.

‘You have no fucking idea what you do to me, do you?’ He questioned, his voice low and rough, his words causing your thighs to clench together. ‘Like you said, you’re no longer an employee now, so we’re both safe’

‘Mason’ you breathed, a slight panic in your voice as it was now clear he wanted to fuck you in your office. He face softened at the sound, as he moved your hand away from his bulge and placed it over his heart instead, cupping your jaw as he looked at you intently.

‘Tell me to stop and I will’ he mumbled but you were way past that. The only thing in your mind was having whatever he was hiding in his boxers buried inside you, so you shook your head and he gave you a devilish smile. ‘Good choice’ he teased as you bit your lip to stop yourself from moaning.

He slipped his hands around your waist and pulled you in front of him so he could guide you to where he wanted you, his bulge now pressing into the back of you and your tummy flipped at the feeling. Once you were at the sofa, he pushed you forward again with his hips so you were forced to kneel on it, facing the wall as you held the back for support and you felt his hands dip under your top to stroke your waist.

‘Do you have any idea how many times I’ve imagined being locked in here with you, bending you over this sofa just like now and fucking the life out of you’ he growled and the shock of his words made your knees weak but you were thankful for the fact you were already being held up by the sofa.

Mason had only been in your office a handful of times in the ten or so months you’d been working at Chelsea, but you remembered the first time like it was yesterday. He’d come with Chilly and you were giving them a little tour. You’d managed to get the sofa in that morning so you were showing it off but Mason seemed in his own little world like usual however thinking back you could now tell from the flushed face and lack of eye contact that he was imagining what he could do with you on there.

‘Or how many times I’ve thought about sitting here watching you between my legs with my dick in your mouth. You drive me insane’ he told you, pulling flush against him as he spoke into your ear. You loved how rough he was being with you, but his hands were still gentle and it was sending you nuts. The thought of tasting him made your eyes roll back in your head and you were willing so say or do anything at this moment to make that happen, so you pressed back into him further which made him whimper and drop his head into your shoulder.

‘Let’s start with that then’ you murmured and he held you tighter and seemed to shiver at your words. He didn’t say anything else, just helped you back off the before taking a seat in the middle and standing you between his thighs so he could start to undress you. ‘Wait’ you said in a panic and he stopped what he was doing instantly. His hands flying back to hold up beside his head as if in surrender.

You quickly dashed across the room to shut the blinds, and then over to the the door to lock it before returning to him, a cheeky smile dressed on your face as he’s looked up at you with wide and nervous eyes.

‘Just wanted to be safe’ you winked before grabbing the bottom of your shirt and whisking it off in one swift motion. You heard him breathe out heavily and he bit his lip to take you in, thankful you’d worn a nice bra that day. You felt his hands grab you at your waist to pull you in a bit closer to him, leaving kisses all over your ribs as you attempted to get out of your joggers and once you’d kicked them across the room he watched his eyes flicker all over you. ‘Like what you see?’

‘Always have’ he told you before getting up to take his hoodie and top off together. You looked at him in awe as he moved, the muscles flexing under his skin making you feel hot all over, his prominent collar bones and bulging arms making you want you reach out and kiss all over his body. ‘Like what you see?’ he winked, repeating your words before tugging his joggers off too and you waited till he was up looking at you again before answering.

‘Always have’

With that, his lips were on you again, and you could feel his burning skin touching yours causing you to whimper into his mouth. He pulled off you with a smile, your lip between his teeth and it snapped back into place as he let go.

‘Sit down for me’ you whispered seductively, pushing on his chest lightly so he’d collapse onto the sofa before you could straddle his thighs and bring him in for another heated kiss. The feel of his hands on your skin was driving you wild and it wasn’t long before you were pushing yourself up so you could slip between his legs.

‘Y/n, are you sure?’ You heard Mason whisper as you reached up to the waistband of his boxers in order to free him.

‘I’m sure’ you told him and you watched him gulp as he lifted his hips to help you out, his impressive length slapping against his abdomen made your mouth water and you couldn’t wait to give him what he wanted.

All thoughts of arguments or not getting on we’re out the window as you took a hold of him in your hand, the breathy moan tumbling from his lips only spurring you on as you finally wrapped your lips around him.

‘Jesus Christ, y/n’ he whimpered, his hands trying to fist the sofa cushions but he couldn’t get a grip on anything. In the end you took his hands and placed them on your head so he could lace his fingers through your hair and he waisted no time in doing just that. He didn’t try and move your head at all, just kept your hair out of the way as you slowly took him in deeper, feeling his thigh muscles flutter under your fingers. ‘Fuck you’re so good at that’

You slowly pulled off of him whilst your hand took over, pumping him lazily as you looked up at him through your lashes. He looked so beautiful, his pouty lips were slightly parted and he started down at you, the bridge of his nose and cheeks a healthy pink and it was only getting deeper the more you turned him on.

‘Please’ he whispered, his hips bucking up into your hand you you smiled at him lightly. ‘Please baby, I need to feel your mouth around me’

You felt your eyes roll to the back of your head before leaning forward to take him back in your mouth, your eyes on him the whole time and you could tell he was struggling to keep his composure as you tried you hardest to make him feel good, but he next time you were coming back up for air he was pushing you off of him so he could help you up.

‘Kneel back up here for me’ he whispered, planting your knees on on the cushions as he jumped up and settled behind you. He gripped the waistband of your underwear, tugging them down until they were halfway down your thighs before getting on his knees behind you. ‘You’re dripping’ he laughed before you heard him let out a breath, licking one long stripe against you whilst moaning and kissing over the backs of your thighs but a knock on the door made you both stop in your tracks.

Panicked, you both froze in silence. Breaths held in as you waited for a sign to move and the eventual sound of footsteps retreating made you let your breath out and look down to Mason with a panicked expression.

‘Mason-’

‘I know I know. But I’m not leaving here without fucking you. We’ll be quick yeah’ he told you, standing up and gripping your bum so he could spread you out a little further for him. ‘Just relax’ He didn’t give you a chance to protest, not that you were planning on it, pushing himself in and out of you slowly until you started to moan a bit louder and he picked his pace up.

‘God Mase, keep going’ you breathed gripping onto the back of the sofa for dear life before he pulled you up and against his body, on arm around your waist and the other dipping in between your legs so he could tease your clit and get you further along the line.

You had nothing to hold onto eventually throwing your arm back to grip the back of his head whilst you held onto his other arm as he ploughed into you as quick as he could. It wasn’t how you’d imagined your first time with Mason, not that you ever thought there would be one, but he was hot and sweaty and you were more turned on than you ever could remember being. Drops of sweat dripping down your skin as his lips placed heavy kisses on your neck.

‘Come on baby, I need you to cum for me. I promise next time I’ll go slower’ he groaned, but you didn’t need much more convincing, the promise of next time tipping you over the edge and the feel of you pulsing around him made Mason finish just seconds after, his head buried in your neck as he tried to stifle his moans but you relished them, secretly proud that you could make him feel that way. ‘Right, plan of action. We quickly get dressed, you leave the way you came and I’ll head the long way round and leave out the side door yeah? Then I’ll meet you in the car park’

‘What if they ask what took me so long?’

‘I don’t know, say you had to take a personal call or something. That’s why the door was locked’

‘You’re sneaky’ you laughed but it quickly turned into a gasp as he started pulling out of you, wiping you clean with his boxers before putting his joggers back on with nothing underneath. You got dressed as quickly as you could, adjusting your hair in the reflection in the window before you both set off. Mason giving you a quick kiss before you went your separate ways and you fretted the whole way back about lying to the reception staff to the point your face was blood red by the time you got there.

Thankfully they believed your story, giving you one final good bye before you you raced back to your car. Mason already putting his stuff in his boot a few cars down but he soon wondered over to see you.

‘Do you wanna follow me back to mine maybe? Unless you have plans or something?’

‘No I’d like that’ you smiled, nudging his shoulder gently before you both got into your cars and drove off. Thankfully Mason lived a lot closer than you did and you parked up next to his car when you arrived before he took you inside. There was big smile on his face as he walked you through to the kitchen and you felt yourself being a little awkward about everything. Just over an hour ago the boy in front of you couldn’t bare to be around you and now you were at his house after you’d had a quickie your old office. You were overwhelmed and he picked up on it pretty quickly, directing you over the the sofa and sitting down facing you so you could speak but nothing seemed to be coming out of your mouth.

‘Is everything okay?’ He asked tentatively

‘Yeah sorry just a bit overwhelmed’ you laughed. ‘We seem to of gone from 1 to 100 pretty quickly’

‘Yeah I guess I’ve got some explaining to do’ he chuckled, brushing his hand over the top of his head and you had to restrain yourself so you didn’t reach out and touch it too.

‘Did I ever do anything to-‘

‘No no’ he interrupted, tentatively reaching for your hand and you let him link your fingers together.

‘What happened then?’

‘I didn’t mean it’ he whispered, cautiously getting closer to you until he was sat right next to you. You heart was hammering and you willed your tears to stay in your eyes. His other hand touched your arm as if to comfort you as he let out a soft sigh, your eyes searching his sad ones to figure out what you should say to each other. ‘Sorry, y/n. It was never intentional. I’d hate for you to think I didn’t like you cause I do’ he told you softly, almost as if he was admitting it to himself as well as you and in return you offered him a small smile. ‘I think it’s just I didn’t want you to like me’

‘Why not?’

‘Cause I knew if you did then I wouldn’t be able to keep away from you and I didn’t want to jeopardise anything for you. I know you love your job and you’re so good at it so I didn’t want to be the reason you didn’t have it. Seems like that’s happening anyway though’ he sighed in disappointment as he rubbed circles in your hand. ‘I feel like I drove you away’

‘You’re not why i left, Mase’ you told him, cupping his jaw to hopefully get him to look at you and you felt your heart hammer when he finally did. His dark brown orbs staring straight through to your soul and you both gave each other a small smile. ‘I’m only up the road. And it’s not like it’s another football team. I’m still a Chelsea girl’

‘I guess I could learn to like cricket’ he huffed, pulling you into his lap where you both just sat in each others arms for a little while. Finally gaining the courage to reach up and brush your hand over the back of his head, feeling just the way you imagined it would and you smiled as you heard him hum into your neck. You chuckled when you saw the dimple pop in his cheek, thinking this was probably the first time you’d been the reason for it.

‘Hey, Mase? Why did you cut all your hair off?’

‘I get hot in the summer if it’s too long’ he laughed before looking at you shyly. ‘Why, do you not like it?’

‘Quite the opposite, I think it’s very sexy’ you winked, causing him to blush and look away before turning back to you with a sparkle in his eye.

‘Is that so?’ He asked and you just nodded whilst biting your lip seductively. ‘How about I take you upstairs and show you how sexy I’ve always found you? Properly this time, I barely got to taste you before’ he whispered against your lips, drawing circles on your thigh and even though you’d had him not that long ago you were itching for more so you nodded before kissing him quickly to let him know you were ready. He surprised you by throwing you over his shoulder, your laugh ringing throughout his halls as he made his way up to his room.

Thank you so much for reading, please let me know what you thought as it really helps motivate me to want to write more 🩷

[unluckywisher]

Y'all asked for fluff back in my last poll (which was two weeks ago 😭), so here it (finally) is:

He turned tiny! (This is a reversal of one of my previous posts where MC is tiny)

You encountered a Wanderer by surprise while hanging out with him, its unusual fluctuations affecting his body, luckily you evaded them. You defeated it and turned back to look at him, but the fluctuations seemed to linger...

If you were hanging out with Xavier:

He looks at himself with confusion, but then says: "Ah, I think I've encountered a Wanderer like this before. The effects should last until tomorrow."

You're too busy kneeling besides him and gaping at his size to hear what he's saying. "Xavier... You're rabbit-sized now!" You poke his torso.

He laughs, finding your reaction cute even though he's the one who's cute at the moment. "Care to pick me up and carry me home, then?" He climbs your kneeling figure and stands on your thighs. "Of course!" You wrap an arm around him and bring him up to your chest, putting your other hand under him to support him, then stand up. "I should be tiny more often." He smiles.

On the way home, he falls asleep in your arms.

When you arrive at your apartment, you leave him on the couch to sleep. However, as soon as he notices your absence, he wakes up.

"Are you going somewhere?" He rubs his eyes. "No, but I thought I'd let you sleep while I change out of the Hunter Equipment." "I'll wait, just don't sneak away while I'm asleep. I'll think you're leaving me." You could swear he's acting cuter than normal. And not just because of his appearance. It's like he's using his increased cuteness to make you want to be with him at all times.

"Okay." You go change and come back to the living room. "Can I sleep on your lap?" "Sure." You sit and let him climb your legs, resting his head on your tummy. "You're very comfortable." The last words fizzle out as he falls asleep, not even five seconds having passed.

You sigh but smile, looking down at his sleeping figure. You grab a nearby blanket and drape it over your legs to cover him. Resigned to the fact that you're gonna have to spend a while sitting here, you start playing with your phone.

Eventually he stirs awake and sees you playing. He tugs on your shirt to catch your attention, so you pause the game and look down. "Can I play too?" "Uh... I don't know if you'll be able to..." You lower the phone to his level.

He uses his whole palm to press continue and starts swatting at the screen with his hands. He's surprisingly good at it. Well, he's good at almost any game he plays, so not that surprising.

The level ends and displays the score. "Is that good?" He asks, looking back at you. "...you beat my record." He laughs. "I'm sorry." "It's okay, now I have a goal to work towards the next time I play."

You put the phone aside. "What do you wanna do now? Don't tell me you want to take another nap..." "Can we cook dinner together?" "Sure, I doubt you'll be able to do much damage like this."

You bring him to the kitchen and let him down on the counter. He looks around the utensils as you check the ingredients you have, thinking about possible recipes. You choose something that Xavier will be able to help with and start cooking. He is very excited to cook alongside you.

The end result is quite good. His size indeed prevented him from causing any disasters, although he almost fell into the frying pan at one point while carrying the ingredients. You both enjoy the meal, Xavier especially delighted.

You finish washing the dishes and he yawns. "Do you wanna go to bed already?" You lean down. "Yes... I'm tired. Being small is exhausting." "Alright, let's go."

He passes out as soon as his body makes contact with your bed. You carefully lie down next to him, pulling the covers up. You curl an arm around him protectively, then fall asleep too.

If you were hanging out with Zayne:

When you wake up, he's still asleep, but he's back to his normal size. The arm you curled around him is now on his neck, your hand buried in his hair. You caress the side of his face to wake him up. It takes him a moment to get his bearings, but when he realizes, he smiles and wraps his arms around you to bring you closer. "You owe me, you know?" "What do you mean?" "I took the brunt of the Wanderer's fluctuations, which is why you weren't affected." "...really." "Mhm." "What do I owe you, then?" "Hmm..."

He looks at the defeated Wanderer, then at you, then at himself. Then he pinches the bridge of his nose. "This is going to be a long day."

You rush to his side, unsure if you want to laugh or worry. "Dr. Zayne, do you feel okay?" "Yes. Aside from the physical change, I'm fine." "Hold on, I'll use my Hunter's Watch to analyze you."

You do, and find out that the effects won't wear off until tomorrow. "Seems like I'm sticking with you for the rest of the day." "Why do you say it while smiling like that?"

You pick him up and put him inside your jacket to carry him to your apartment. Although he won't admit it, your warmth feels really nice.

On your way home, a sound catches your attention. It's the neighborhood cat meowing. You find it and crouch to pet it, letting Zayne down as well.

"Look, it's bigger than you!" You giggle. Zayne looks at it, tilting his head. The cat tilts its head in response. "It's not running away from you. You should try to pet it." "That might be because it sees me as food." "Aw, don't say that." You pet the cat to show him that it doesn't have any malicious intentions.

Carefully, he steps closer and extends his hand towards its head. The cat watches the action, then bumps its head against Zayne's hand, closing its eyes and purring. The corners of his mouth tilt up the faintest smidge.

*Click.* Zayne turns at the sound. "Sorry, I had to take a picture, you both look really cute." "You better keep it to yourself, or I'll delete it myself as soon as I turn back." "I'm gonna make it my lock screen background." He sighs.

The cat nuzzles up closer to Zayne, and he ends up having to hug its head in order to keep petting it. He seems to be in a state of pure bliss. "You know..." You start saying. "That already sounds like a bad idea." "I didn't even say anything yet." "You don't need to." "I was going to say that you could ride the cat like a horse." "I was right in my assumption."

In the end, you say goodbye to the cat and resume your way home. Zayne still has the slightest of smiles as you walk away.

At home, you let him down on the table. "What do you want to do?" You ask him. "I feel like whatever I choose, you're going to end up making fun of me." "I can't help it, it's not everyday I get to see you doll sized."

Suddenly, you remember something. "Wait, I have a slice of cake in my fridge that I was saving for later. Do you want to share it?" He lights up at the mention of sweets, nodding.

You take out the cake and present the plate to Zayne. The slice reaches up to his chest, the strawberries decorating it at his eye-level. He looks completely lost in the size of the dessert before him, his eyes sparkling even if his expression remains stoic.

You cut a portion for him and take out a spoon for yourself. "I don't have spoons your size, so you have to eat it with your hands." "...I see." He starts literally digging into the cake, and although you don't consider him a messy eater, the way he's munching on the strawberries and whipped cream makes you preemptively pull out a napkin for him. You eat your slice while watching him.

Both of you finish eating and Zayne cleans himself with the napkin, acting as if he didn't just ravage his portion. "It's getting late. Let's go to bed." He says. "Eating the cake made you tired, huh, Dr. Zayne?" You giggle. "I could get used to eating sweets half my size." He smirks. "That doesn't sound healthy." "Smaller creatures tend to have faster metabolisms, which means their sugar intakes need to be higher to keep up with their active lifestyles." "I think you just made that up."

You pick him up again and bring him to the bedroom. As you both get comfy in bed, he moves closer. "Can I rest my head against your chest? Listening to your heartbeat helps me fall asleep..." "Of course." With your permission, he does just that. You wrap an arm around him.

The next morning he's back to normal, his arms around your waist and his head still on your chest. You caress the side of his face to wake him up. He opens his eyes and moves up to face you. "Good morning." He whispers. "Good morning." "You know... Now that I'm my usual size... Yesterday's cake felt like such a small treat. I'm craving a little bit more of something sweet..."

If you were hanging out with Rafayel:

"Hey!? Why am I still tiny?" He says, extending his arms and looking down at himself.

You move closer and crouch, covering your mouth with your hand to hide your laughter.

"Don't laugh at me!" He stomps on the ground, balling his fists at his sides.

This time you laugh out loud. He huffs and crosses his arms, looking away. "Sorry, Rafayel, you look too cute to be taken seriously."

You point your Hunter's Watch at him to scan him, revealing that the effects will last until tomorrow. He sighs, but then smirks and says, "As my bodyguard, I expect you to take care of me while I'm like this. Who knows what could happen to me." He puts the back of his hand to his forehead.

"I was planning on doing it anyways." You roll your eyes. You lower your hand for him to climb on, which he does, sitting cross-legged on your palm. When you raise your hand as you stand up, however, he clutches your fingers and shuts his eyes. "Too high up! Too high up! Crouch again! Aah!"

You cover him with your other hand to comfort him and crouch again. "How am I supposed to carry you home then?" He opens his eyes and lets go of your fingers, blushing at his embarrassing display. "Well, you could tuck me in your boot." "Won't you get dizzy from my legs constantly moving?" "I prefer that over the alternative."

You carefully put him in your boot, and he clutches the laces. This time, you manage to make your way to his house, even if he is nauseous when you arrive. You leave him on the couch to rest.

"This is the worst. Why did this have to happen in a day when I actually have inspiration for a painting? By the time tomorrow arrives, all the ideas will have left my brain." You kneel next to the couch. "You could make tiny paintings." "I don't have tiny tools." He retorts, glaring at you like this is your fault.

"Aw, come on, don't be mad." You extend a finger and pet his head. He tries to avoid it, putting his arms up, but obviously it's useless. He turns red at your touch. "I'm not your pet! This is disrespectful as your employer!" You giggle, rubbing your finger to the side of his face. He attempts to push it away. Unsuccessfully.

"Now you're actually fish-sized. Maybe I should put you in the tank with Reddie." You laugh. "I should fire you." He pouts angrily. "I want to put you in my pocket and carry you around with me all the time."

You spend the day teasing him, and he spends the day waxing poetic about how cruel humans are.

Later, you bring him to his bathtub and fill it to the brim. You look away while he takes his clothes off - although he tries to tease you into looking - and he dives into the water in his lemurian form.

You sink your hand to play with him, his fins tickling your palm. He moves a lot faster than you expected, barely a colorful blur against the white porcelain. He pops out for a second and uses his tail to splash water at you.

After a day of fun, you carry him to bed. "You'll stay until I've turned back, right?" "Yes, yes, you don't need to make a fuss about it."

"Hey!" You cough, wiping your face. He laughs heartily, diving to hide from your attempt at grabbing him.

A while later, he lets you pick him up so you can dry him off. You sit him on the sink and use a towel. "No need to be so harsh!" "You could dry yourself instead of having me do it, you know." "Just be careful."

He makes a point to sleep well away from you, facing the wall as a sort of punishment for having teased him all day, but once some time has passed and he thinks you're asleep, he crawls closer and hugs your arm.

The following morning, you find him wrapped around you, his head on the crook of your neck. You pet his hair softly to wake him up. He groans. Realizing the fact that he's back to normal, he tilts his head up. "It's over, huh...? I think it's time to get some revenge for all that teasing you did yesterday..."

Me fr in this situation:

[tricktster]

how long have you been getting burritoed... i love the thought of you guys being together for five years and you still fall for it every time

Slightly NSFW warning but the full backstory for the burritoing is honestly very sweet and i can take absolutely no credit for it being so.

so it has not been five years, it’s only been five months, but given that my tolerance for being in relationships can usually be measured in weeks, five months with me harboring every single desire to keep this going is saying something. but rest assured the burrito thing has always been a threat in this relationship. lemme explain.

see, i met my boyfriend the most romantic way a person can, in that i hopped on tinder one friday when I was bored and he was the most interesting person that night to ask me to grab a drink with him the following week. I agreed, with every expectation that this was going to be a one night stand situation. This was because I had already concluded I would probably sleep with him since he was hot and funny over tinder/text but also, more importantly, because I had decided to plunge back into the dating world after several years of being resolutely single by having what my roommate described as “a wanton winter,” which is a nicer way of saying that I was here to sleep around without any strings remotely attached. I had every intention of this being followed by a slutty spring, sexually-available summer, and perhaps even a fuckboi fall.

All this to say, I was not looking for an actual relationship when I agreed to “grab a drink” with the man who is now my boyfriend. In fact, even though he was categorically hunky all-round? I was by this point in my wanton winter not even optimistically hoping for a good time. I had recently re-discovered that hunky meant absolutely nothing, and was still haunted by memories of sleeping with an extremely attractive massage therapist who was not only terrible in bed but also read me a very bad poem that he’d written afterwards and started crying about the state of his life at one point and also his mom called like 11 times while he was over. Like, my expectations were subterranean.

Now given this background, i presumed that this guy would follow the established pattern set by every other guy i’d hooked up with during wanton winter; we’d go back to my place, fool around, he’d leave, and i’d get occasional “u up” texts from him for the next few weeks until one of us ghosted etc. so like it was a surprise - but certainly not an unpleasant one! - when he asked (a little nervously) post-hookup if he could stay the night. he didn’t want to impose, he explained, but he had a day shift the next morning and it was really late and his house was 24 minutes away and while he didn’t want to be presumptuous he’d thrown what he needed in a backpack just in case and also he wanted to cuddle and be big spoon.

well. this was a deviation. this possibly suggested more interest than just a one night stand.

ideologically i was opposed to the threat this posed to my no commitments wanton winter lifestyle but given that he was significantly cuter and funnier in person than he’d been online and also that he had just absolutely rocked my entire world for several hours(!!!) i was just like “yeah homie you are more than welcome to stay,” and decided against issuing my standard warning whenever anyone proposes sharing a bed with me that “I do not tolerate people attempting to cuddle me in my sleep well so don’t be hurt when you find me as far from you as physically possible tomorrow, and also you may be kicked in the process of me rolling away, and my toenails are inexplicably sharp so you may bleed.”

and then, you know, suddenly the alarm was going off, and he was extracting himself, unwounded, from the big spoon position that I had not felt the unconscious need to escape from all night, and I was just internally like “haha! i might be in trouble!”

that mighta done it on its own, honestly, the whole bit about him being the sole exception i have ever encountered to my instinctual need for space when i’m sleeping. but he was not done. he quietly got ready while i was mulling this development over in a state of half consciousness, and then? instead of slinking out into the barely-morning, that motherfucker very gently rearranged the bedclothes to actually cover me, gave me a kiss, said he’d text me when he got to work, and then the bastard tucked me in.

he then left me, the victim of the cutest goddamn nonsense that has ever happened after a tinder hookup, to process this unexpected turn of events.

I concluded that I was, in fact, in trouble.

so like… needless to say, that act of tucking me in was the death knell for my wanton winter, as well as my adversarial relationship with the concept of developing feelings. I am an extremely crotchety housecat that doesn’t like to be crowded who has unprecedentedly fallen incredibly hard for a wildly enthusiastic golden retriever, and our relationship is foundationally based upon this man’s desire to make me all snug and cozy before he leaves.

the burrito aspect was merely an afterthought. it’s all about the tuck-in babey.

[pensat-i-fet]

Forever home (Ferran Torres x Reader)

**Little backstory. It was a friend’s birthday this week and I wrote this for her, hence why it’s birthday themed, and now she let me post it so you can all, hopefully, enjoy it ❤️❤️**

Word count: 1376

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It was your love for animals that got you to meet Ferran in the first place, so when he was invited to visit the famous L’Oceanogràfic aquarium during a few days off he could spend in Valencia, he didn’t think twice and invited you to share the experience with him. 

“How does it feel being around your family after so long?”

“What?”, Ferran's confused face was adorable. “I see my family all the time”.

“I meant the sharks. Aren't those your family?”

“Sure. Can you tell how much we look alike?”

He placed his head near where one of the sharks was swimming. It almost felt like it was posing too since it got closer to the glass. 

“I don't know…the sharks are cuter”.

“You’ll always choose the animals over me”.

“But you're my favourite human”.

Taking his hand, you both walked around the place seeing all the animals. But sadly, you couldn't stay there longer. Or in Valencia. 

The next morning, you had to drive back to Barcelona. Lots of people were travelling for the Easter holidays so you knew it'd be a longer trip than usual. You and Ferran were chatting and updating each other on what you're next few days’ schedule looked like.

“And I have to work on Tuesday. Can you believe that?”

“Yeah, so close to the Easter holidays. A lot of people are off work already…clearly”, he answered, looking at all the cars in front of yours.

“I meant…”, you were so thrown off by his comment. “Yeah, it's weird”.

Tuesday was two days before Maundy Thursday, so sure, it was two days before the Easter holidays but…it was also your birthday. Had Ferran forgotten?

“I brought snacks for the trip. Sour Skittles, your faves”.

Ferran's big smile made you forget how hurt you were for a second. “I love them. Thank you. You're so thoughtful”.

“You know…it's what couples do. Remember important things about one another and all that”.

“Speaking of that…”.

Your head turned quickly to look at Ferran, expecting him to mention the birthday. But he just placed something in your hand.

“A chocolate bar?”

“Not just a chocolate bar. It's salted caramel flavoured. I know you've been trying all of them to see if any actually taste like salted caramel. This is from Lindt so it's a good brand. When I saw it, I picked it up for you”.

“So thoughtful of you”, you whispered. 

“I also remember what's important for you”, he winked.

Did he?

“It's good”, you told him after taking a bite. “Wanna try it?”

He nodded and you moved the bar so he could take a bite as well. “It doesn't taste like salted caramel, though”.

“No”, you sighed. “It seems impossible to get that flavour in this country”.

“We'll keep trying”.

Ferran leaned forward to kiss your cheek before driving again. Finally, the cars were moving.

The plan was the usual. You'd eat snacks and chat. Music was on so there'd be some singing going on too. But you just felt so moody seeing your boyfriend had forgotten your birthday. Even if it was a newish relationship, you expected him to remember the day you were born. He always seemed to worry so much about the little details, like the chocolate bars. But now he forgot the big details. Typical.

Life continued and you went back to work while Ferran was busy training and trying to be ready for the next match. 

“You ok?”, asked one of your coworkers.

“Yeah. Just worrying too much about silly things”.

“I'm familiar with that. But I hope you aren't worrying about getting older tomorrow”, she laughed. “Are you doing anything fun for your birthday?”

“I don't think so…”.

“Will you go back to Valencia this weekend to see your family?”

You didn't plan on doing that but maybe it was a good idea. The plan was to stay in Barcelona and go see Ferran play but maybe it was time for a change of plans. At least your parents remembered your birthday. 

Ferran didn't even mention staying with you on Monday night. His birthday hadn't even been a whole month before yours and you made sure you'd be there to wake him up and show him the gifts you got for him. You wanted to be the first person he saw when he woke up on his birthday…but also wanted him to be the first person you saw on yours.

“All my fault for creating these fantasies in my head”, you told yourself when you got into bed. “Always makes it easier to end up being disappointed”.

But you were being too hard on yourself...and on Ferran. Still, he wasn't the first person you saw when you woke up on your birthday. Or not the first animal at least.

“What is…”, the sound of breathing and purring near your face woke you up and when you opened your eyes, you saw the most beautiful little kitten staring at you. “How did you get here?”

“Oh, you're awake. Happy birthday!”, screamed Ferran, holding balloons in his hands and placing them near your bed. “I couldn't wrap your main present. Moves too much”.

He was still laughing when you sat up in bed and stared at the kitten. “He's mine?”

“She. And yes. I went back to the rescue we visited not long ago and they had already found a family for the older cat you loved so much so I looked around and…she was almost calling my name. I knew immediately she'd become your best friend”.

“I…”, you didn't even know what to say. The cat was a black kitten with white paws, like the one you had when you were a kid. But Ferran didn't know that and yet…he found her for you. It had been one of your worst days as a kid when your cat passed and you refused to have another black cat for the longest time, feeling like it’d mean you were trying to substitute your best friend. But now realised it wasn't like that. This was a new friend but you would never forget the previous ones.

“I thought you forgot my birthday”, you confessed while you tried to get the cat to sit on your lap.

“I know. It was a bit mean to do that to you but I didn't want you to find out I had adopted her and ruin the surprise. I picked her up yesterday morning and couldn’t leave her alone at home”.

“I guess I can forgive you. And thank you”.

“Anything for the birthday girl. I'm going back to the car to get all her stuff”.

“Her stuff?”

“Yeah. And you don't have to go to work today, by the way. I sent match tickets to your boss and now you can stay home”.

“Thanks! Your fame is finally useful”.

You took the little kitten in your hands and went to see what Ferran meant by stuff for the kitten. And then you saw him bringing a litter box, a cat tree, food, treats, toys, …

“Did you buy the whole pet store?”

“Ehh…”, he looked around and frowned. “I think I left a couple of toys for other kitties. But our little princess needs all of this”.

“We need to find a name for the princess first”.

“Right. Any ideas?”

“Umm”, you thought. “Has she done anything extra cute that we could use for a nickname?”

“She puked on my bed”.

“Adorable”, you chuckled.

After going back and forth over some names, and checking Google for more ideas, you both decided to name the little kitten Lulu.

Once that was sorted, it was time to play with her. She had so much energy…and Ferran bought so many toys. Lulu would get tired of all of them quickly wanting to try the other ones. 

“This will be your forever home. Are you happy?”, you asked Lulu when she was purring and laying down on your lap after too much playing. 

“I want you to be my forever home too”.

“Are you talking to me or Lulu?”, you joked, trying not to blush too much.

“Both…but mostly to you”.

“We want that too…and then we'll finally turn you into a cat person”.

[joongbin]

Hello! Can I request a Changbin x male reader enemies to lovers, angst/ smut/ fluff where the reader is a new bodyguard for SKZ but he’s a bit smaller and less muscular than Changbin and he’s been assigned as Changbins bodyguard and Changbin feels insulted by that so he hates the reader and I’m thinking something can happen where they start fighting and it can lead to hate sex and some kind of resolution at the end? That’s all the details I have for it if you wanna do it. If not that’s ok too :)

fuck you too. - s.cb

summary › changbin's bodyguard is, well, smaller and less muscular, not fit for someone like changbin, so what does he do?

genre › smut, enemies to lovers.

pairings › sub! changbin x dom!m!reader

warnings › arguments at the gym, ends up with Changbin being fucked at the gym (NOT PUBLIC, ITS KINDA LIKE HIS DWAEKKI GYM), humiliation, orgasm denial.

a/n: so sorry this one took a bit long ... break ended & i have school ,, and alot of other activities but i hope this is to ur liking !! (p.s, to the yongbokki person who requested ot8 reactions, ill try to post it this month!)

𑁍𑁍𑁍 𑁍𑁍𑁍

You were .. well, nervous. Even though you had experience on being a bodyguards for a few people, it was a bit unexpected that you had to guard such a muscular man. You looked at the manager as they told Changbin that you were his new bodyguard.

He glared at you, feeling insulted. He looked at his manager to complain, but it would ultimately be no use, so he refrained. He nodded while avoiding eye contact with you before leaving the room to go and do what he was doing before, looking a bit more stressed.

You sighed as the manager left the room next, leaving you alone. You weren't sure why they wanted some smaller guy to guard some bigger guy. Your actual guarding starts tomorrow, since today was you just meeting him and the team.

𑁍𑁍𑁍 𑁍𑁍𑁍

It had been a few months since you've started, and you were getting used to the job, but the person you're guarding, Changbin, wasn't getting used to you. Like you did something to hurt him or something else.

You were told to follow Changbin to the gym to make sure he doesn't hurt himself and you complied, following the rapper to his gym.

God, how he didn't like how you were following him from behind when he could easily body slam someone if they would even try to hurt him.

Changbin groaned as he entered the gym, glaring at you as he went to do his first workout. Since you two were alone, you wanted to know just why he hated you so much, why he can't just accept that you're his bodyguard for probably his entire idol life.

“ why are you here? ” he said, grunting as he continued lifting weights.

“ doing my fucking job, that's what. why do you hate me anyways? it's not like I'm any weaker than you. ” you slightly raised your voice in a frustrated matter, but you didn't stand up or anything.

“ of course you're weaker than me, hell, you're smaller than me. ” he smirked, placing down the weights. God, he was underestimating you now? You grunted, glaring at the rapper.

“ oh really? then why the fuck did your manager hire me to guard you instead of someone much bigger? ” Changbin grumbled, ruffling his hair before glaring back at you.

The two of you argued like there was no tomorrow. .. or did you?

𑁍𑁍𑁍 𑁍𑁍𑁍

The sound of skin slapping against each other and Changbin's moans. He was so much cuter like this, all vulnerable and submissive under you. There were marks all over his body.

“ what did you say, bin? I'm weaker than you? ” You chuckled, with the same exact smirk he had before. He whined at what you said, his grip on the bench presses seat got tighter until his knuckles turned white.

“ ah- fuck! fucking hate you ..! ” he said through his moans, you sighed at the stubbornness of the idol. Yeah, you still hated him still, but him being like this because of you?

You loved it so much.

Going a bit faster, you held on to the rapper's waist to gain a bit more control as he tried to catch his breath, his moans getting louder and louder with each thrust.

“ you're moaning so loud, im sure the staff and the members can hear you. and it's all because of the guy you hated. ” you teased, he was so turned on, his cock started to leak even more.

“ w-well, i- ah! ” before he could even say his sentence, you hit his prostate, his good spot. Tears formed in his eyes as he repeated the same two words over and over again.

“ so good..! ” he was so close to release, oh, but you didn't want that. You wanted to give him what he deserved, and also to not make a mess in the middle of a gym.

Just as soon as he wanted to cum, you stopped and pulled out. Changbin whined and looked at you, panting with his face all red.

“ why'd you stop ..? ” he asked while you put your pants back on.

“ oh, you know why. ” you rolled your eyes, and it was true, he did know why.

“ listen .. i- .. after that, .. you're not .. that bad. ” he said. If his thighs weren't shaking right now, you probably wouldn't even believe a word he said.

“ thanks, so, are we on good terms now, baby? ” he pouted at the nickname, but nodded. He stood up, .. even with his shaking thighs, he could still walk fine.

Luckily, no one heard Changbin getting absolutely demolished by you, since the room was sound-proof. After Changbin put on his pants, the two of you walked out, with Changbin still saying he hates you, but you know it's just because you didn't let him release.

𑁍𑁍𑁍 𑁍𑁍𑁍

[witch-of-fanart]

Sarah Sides! (aka my version of the Sanders Sides based off me)

This was mostly because I had been rewatching the Sanders Sides videos @thatsthat24 made and the whole thing got me thinking what would the different sides of my personality look like? and THIS was the result.

Split into the "light" and "dark" sides even though all of them have their positives and negatives. I still split Creativity in to 2 because 1. it's more fun to think of them that way and 2 I do think even though my personal creativity has them fused together most often they still have a separation.

I also changed some of the colors to fit myself a bit better.

Other differences between mine and the original Sides is

- Morality is mainly in control of my heart and acts more on instinct which is why she has more animal features. She can change to look more cat like BUT she chose this style also because it's cuter.

- Deceit instead of a half snake face she only does full glam makeup on one side of her face the other side (hidden by her hair) is bare faced. Not much reason behind that besides personal reason of I feel like I'm lying to someone if I first meet them with full glam makeup on. (Just because I don't wear makeup that often, sometimes for special occasions but it is mostly because I'm lazy and forget/never got into the habit. Nothing wrong with wearing it just a reason for why I personally do not wear it)

- Creativity (good) is just based off my pfp. I thought it was fitting to still be fantasy but more witch than Prince/princess. (bad/intrusive) insisted on the outfit and the dip dye hair and refused to wear anything but the goblin style shoes.

-Anxiety is based on my teenage emo phase I actually have those arm warmers, and hat and a shirt of a similar style but different color.

So that is the explanation for differences I didn't say logic because she has a similar style sense to Logan BUT chose a cardigan and to wear something similar to what I wear when I want to look like I attend Hogwarts.

Next page for a Royal Crush will be posted tomorrow.

[afropearl]

22nd birthday haul 🍰

happy birthday to me ! i turned 22 this year (my life path number eep!) i’m super excited for what this solar year will bring me so i bought myself a few thing on my wishlist that i wanna show off. enjoy !

sephora

first i got two of the summer fridays lip butter balms in vanilla and vanilla beige! i have the pink sugar one and l o v e i t so i wanted to get two more, i went back and forth between brown sugar and vanilla beige but opted for vb :3

then i picked up dulce by rosie jane and y’all the reviews were saying vanilla ice cream in a bottle and they did not disappoint! it smells so good and light and airy. it’s a perfect vanilla i planned to wear all autumn/winter. my second fragrance of choice was sol de janerios 71 ‘caramelized vanilla and macadamia’. i’ve been avoiding sdj scents but i tried this in store and am so glad i did! it’s also a perfect gourmand for the colder months. highly recommend <3

bath and body works

i went in b&bw for my free birthday gift as well as my fun seasonal hand sanitizers. luckily they had two new body care scents, fresh vanilla blossoms and cozy vanilla bourbon! i personally am not a fan of bourbon/alcohol notes so i opted for the cuter and lighter fresh vanilla blossom and it’s perfect! (love the pink design btw)

the creme shop <3

omgg you guys i love the creme shop face masks so i went ballistic on their newest collabs with bt21 and sanrio. also picked up one of the biggest hk girl obsessions: the luv lash serum mascara. they also had hello kitty and little twin stars pimple patches :((( and i picked up their hydration lock moisturizer too (it was between hk’s and cooky’s)

misc {target, tj, princess polly}

ok i ran out of room for photos so take this concept photo, but basically i found the cinnamon dolce tree hut scrub, 4 nyx butter glosses and beauty of joseon ampoules all in store!! and then i bought two outfits from princess polly, along with this cute little black bag that i’ll wear to dinner tomorrow <333

alsooo for my birthday i got my nose pierced again and my second ear lobe reopened !!! i honestly think i’m more of a piercing girl than a tattoo bc i really can’t commit to even a small tat haha! overall i’m so glad i got everything i could’ve wanted this year, i had a great birthday my cake was p e r f e c t (it was inspired by the melanie martinez and i executed so well i think)

anyways y’all i’m just gushing abt my stuff now sorry but i hope you all enjoyed reading <3

i’ll make posts abt my scent profile this fall/winter very soon !

[fourseasonsfigs]

Masked Prince

Han Ye week continues with this adorable fig! Today's crown prince figurine was inspired by a very cute scene from Episode 8 of The Legend of Anle.

Han Ye wears this green and white robe and holds a mask in this scene below. He and Anle are disguised as commoners, hence the dressed down version of them both:

You'll notice that the mask Han Ye has here is a bunny mask. He's also wearing a pale grey-green over robe.

The fig, however, is holding a fox mask, and is missing the grey-green over robe, wearing only the darker green under robe. His hair is also a much fluffier, messier version that is sporting thick bangs.

This look (minus the fox mask) comes from this subsequent series of scenes a few minutes later in Episode 8, where Han Ye and Anle have messed up their hair and dirtied up their faces and robes to take their commoner disguise one step further to flood victim disguise:

Since him and Anle are in disguise among the flood victims, they are definitely not playing around with beautiful masks.

I am not sure if the fig maker took some creative license (which I'm all for), or if I'm missing a scene. Episode 8 is the only one where he wears this outfit, and he doesn't even wear it for the entire episode, so I can't think of any other scene it could be. That being said, I have only watched this show once, unlike Word of Honor, which I have watched an {undisclosed} number of times.

Regardless, this fig is looking super cute in his little protective box!

He's even cuter out of the box! I really like the Han Ye in disguise look (as well as all his other looks, let's be honest), so I'm really happy to have him.

I like how the fig maker echoed the fox mask in his eyes, as well as picked up the color in his robes in his eyes. It's just a beautiful figure all the way around.

As you might be able to tell by the fact that he's on a stand, this fig absolutely would not stand on his own. He toppled right over backwards no matter what. These days, I don't even bother with fig stickers or museum putty or anything else - if they're even slightly weighted to one side or the other I glue them right down.

He has his hand behind his back here in the classic Wen Kexing elegant young master pose.

This fig doesn't have quite the flowing locks of other figs, but it gets the job done!

You can see he has no guan in his hair, or any ornament at all. This is definitely our prince in disguise, although whether it's his commoner disguise or his flood victim disguise, I don't know.

I really do like the big chunky bangs, it frames his fig face very beautifully.

The mask is quite lovely too - it has the some beautiful leaf and flower motifs.

The costume is spot on for his disguise though - even the loosely tied knot on his left side of his belt.

Here's a close up of the mask. Pretty, isn't it?

You can't really see it from this bottoms-up angle, but he's got the wonderful detail of pants on under his robes.

I always particularly love this little detail!

His unadorned hair here - it's so rare we see this.

I watched the video pretty closely, but I couldn't tell if there was a black fabric band around his ponytail or if it was just his hair wrapped around it. I'm guessing by the look of this it was indeed a fabric band.

Well, we're going to continue our Han Ye week into the weekend! Come back tomorrow to see the next fig celebrating our elegant crown prince.

Material: Resin

Fig Count: 481

Scene Count: 31

Rating: No mask can hide his cuteness!

[link back to Master Fig Index for more posts]

[iwishf1wasreal]

(minus a few who were too hard to find arrival pics of) no one asked for this and yet!!!! here we are!!!

*obligatory disclaimer* these are just my opinions. this is not criticism about how the drivers look or their physical appearance. this is not to rank the drivers on anything other than their choices/outfits. plz do not take this seriously, i am just a random weird woman posting online. i have no credibility, only passion and rage.

CATEGORY #1 - SERVING (THE POSITIVES)

P1: LEWIS HAMILTON

I MEAN....LIKE WE SAY IT EVERY TIME...

do i wish it wasn't an old navy tank top tunic dress? yes. but his supple breasts are out...... i cant focus on anything else.....my heart beats in my ears... dont ask me what color the anything is. I DONT KNOW I CANT SEE IT

P2: LANDO NORRIS

Perhaps the MOST surprising pick for me. Is Lando hot??????????? I've been asking myself this for months......he also seems to be entering his fashion girl era. (FINALLY!!!) He was pictured in an Aimé sweatshirt (A JUMPA for ur english and former english colony folk) so i have high hopes. Maybe I'm just seduced by his Dutch battle scars but he really came thru today. at first i thought he was in miyake and i was literally going to go BALD. but its not :( the brand is basically an even more expensive Zara lmao but...baby steps lol

P3: FERNANDO ALONSO

When Kevin Jz Prodigy chants 'eating the old way! serving the old way! serving the old way!', they meant that about grandpa stunting in head to toe WAG white. he's got the youthful shoes, casual polo with the dad fit, linen trousers for the swap weather. its classic. reminding all the wags who the real bad bitch is.

P4: ZHOU GUANYU

The media is doing him sooo dirty by not showing the back of his jersey!! its not my favorite look he's ever done but it's only media day. i think he looks great in red and i love the blackletter font on the back. I do wish the front was a little cuter but his pants are really cool (sorry theyre cropped out lol) and he's still giving personality and taste!

P6: OSCAR PIASTRI

ok yes he does have the 6th grade boy who's still close with his mother fit on under the jersey but he's always stayed true to who he is. i like that he's worn jerseys to races/race locations he seems excited about like he wore one in Melbourne for his home race. AND this one is signed?! he came with a goal in mind and it was to GAG the fellow jocks at the paddock. jock4jock if you will. gotta respect it.

P7: YUKI TSUNODA

it's a basic serve but a serve nonetheless. he's comfy, he's casual and looks good. i like this color on him a lot and the contrast between the pink and red is fun. hair is looking super good too!!! this is gonna be a good weekend for him, i'm demanding it from the universe!!

P8: VALTERRI BOTTAS & LANCE STROLL

A tie because they're both just on the diva in a tee vibe. You can't blame a comfort queen for being one! The color is nice on Lance and Val is sporting that farm's tan well.

CATEGORY #2 - CHOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (THE BAD AND THE MEH)

P8: LOGAN SARGENT & ALEX ALBON

Another tie because they both just came in team livery. that's literally the only reason they were included in this category. though it pains me to rate alex anything other than handsome, wifed and successful. he does look great in them trousers and who can resist him in blue! hoping for a little creativity (arriving with lily) tomorrow!! as for logan...this is ur home race.....i better see something real special and/or Floridian tomorrow or ELSE.........CHOP!!!

P9: DANIEL RICCIARDO

I know the girls are not gonna like this one. But i must speak my truth.....even if you won't hear it....

I don't think anyone is surprised he's wearing his own merch. It would be better for me if it was a little more interesting than his last few releases of just his brand's logo but I like the color and detailing. He's, of course, wearing the wrong size. Personally, if i were trying to promote my own brand, I would perfect tailor the shirt to fit my body so it looked like the best shirt i've ever worn. The Purse by Dre is probably the best part if only because its so stupid and useless. The cargo pants....look, as a former fan, I know that he prefers to dress in baggier clothes. I'm not knocking him for that--who doesn't love a billowing tee to hide the body tea but when you're a 35 year old millionaire...why do your pants not fit you. This is saggy crotch and diaper butt territory. From a styling perspective, sometimes wearing oversized clothes only makes you look smaller. Like you're drowning in your own clothes. That's what it always looks like to me with DR. I know he's interested in fashion and yeah maybe he is still on my shit list but for someone of his status and with the level of resources he has at his disposal...like this man went to the MET GALA with an actually good nEW YORK BASED DESIGNER. what is this...CHOPPPPP

LAST PLACE (THERES NOT THAT MANY SORRY): FUCKASS FERRARI CARLOSER SAINZ AND CHARLES LECHOP!!!!!!!!!

Ugh. heavy on my mind AND my spirit. Never has powdered blue made me so viscerally annoyed. Normally I love this color but not like this. If the design was actually good, I would still hate it but lucky for a hater like me, the design is SOOOOOOOOO hideous. I guess one of the top ten corporations ruining our planets wasn't enough of a steal for them, they had to add a double whammy for genocide blood money too! Puma AND Hp? It's like they thought the BDS chart was a bingo card. The mechanic style name tags are a nice touch too. Very down to earth for millionaires who's private plane usage might be able to rival THAT woman. Blue collar cosplay is kinda fun when you don't actually have to live paycheck to paycheck! Its nice that their name tages are so low too, so you remember that they've sold their souls out to corporations. It's really only a matter of time before a thirst photoshoot with laptops come out or Charles shoves his puppy into a printer. But hey! At least Charles is investing in the local community! Always nice to see million dollar homes sell when the cost of living for a normal person is 30% over the national average in a city where it's illegal to sleep on the streets🥰 CHOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(ok yes, i am aware these men are all millionaires and only one of them have so much as acknowledged the mass murder of Palestinians. but i'll talk my shit forever if it means there's just one person talking about the real world in the f1 space. FREE PALESTINE. BELIEVE WOMEN. FUCK COMFORTABILITY AND THESE MEN WHO PROTECT EACH OTHER. THEY NEVER WANTED US IN THIS SPORT TO BEGIN WITH, ALL THE MORE REASON TO REMIND THEM I'M HERE!!!!!!!!!)

sorry for the rant. this was originally going to be about fashion. and it still is. sorta. BYE

[tritonposting]

*kicks down door* IT’S TOURNAMENT PROPAGANDA TIME (tagging @battlebotschampionshiptournament as requested hehe (and also because that's where the tournament is lol))

As the blog named tritonposting, it is my inherent moral duty to post about Triton– more specifically, to post a list of reasons why he is the sexiest robot in the WCVII Battlebots roster. His first round is tomorrow, so I figured I'd get this out early to capture the largest possible audience.

The Propaganda List is 17 items long, and mostly divided into one group of verbal elaborations + one group of images, because I am just a little too enthusiastic about this.

For legal reasons this is all ironic yeah this is totally for the haha funnies no I am not unironically attracted to this robot what do you mean

(Under the cut because Long Post)

1. Firstly, to sway those of you who are more into humans than bots, I present you with my artwork of a human AU Triton:

A dashing himbo, no?

2. Shape language is everything when designing a combat robot. Rounder shapes (example: those found on Blip and Rusty) indicate a cuter, more approachable persona. Triton, on the other hand, is mostly angles. Thanks to that, he looks fierce and intimidating, which is immensely sexy of him.

4. I mentioned the blade, and realized that was worth making a separate point of, because… have you seen it?!? Not only is it 80 pounds– the heaviest a weapon can be, according to the rulebook– but it’s elegant, sleek, and casts one hell of a shadow. When your bot’s weapon alone is iconic enough to be used as a logo, as Team Overboard has utilized it, that’s how you know you’ve designed something that’s a cut above the rest.

5. Related to the last point: If you’ve heard his death hum, you already know why this is an item on the list. If you haven’t… here. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2w-x-GAC9gI

Now you have. Forget the roar of your standard spinner, this thing screams. To some, this is a scary sound, a hallowing reminder that combat robots, when pitted against humans, easily become death machines. To me? It just makes this freakin’ robot even hotter.

6. PROTECTED. WHEELS.

7. INVERTIBLE.

8. SELF. RIGHTING. ASS. SPIKE.

9. FAST. FUCKING. SPIN-DOWN. TIME.

10. Points 6-9 (hehe funni) highlight the engineering intricacies few notice at first glance, but that have contributed to making Triton the immediate– relative– success he is. (2-2 isn’t bad for a rookie bot, especially considering some 1-3 bots made it into this year’s RO32!) Team Overboard had some intense time/location constraints to work with this year, given the timing of Deep Six’s rejection, so these tiny details couldn’t have been planned out very far in advance. Understanding how quickly the builders drew up such ingenuity from scratch makes Triton’s design even more impressive. (Just in case I’m losing you in the technicalities, well-engineered robot = sexy robot!!!)

I have run out of words, off to images/gifs we go!!

11. This <3

12. This 😳

13. He is a big boy confirmed (Jackpot for scale)

14. Shiny murder robot ugh 😩

15. This smooth bonk

16. Scared boy 💖💖💖 (I know fear isn’t very sexy but you know what is?? Trying your best)

17. Last but not least, he dressed up as Tombstone for Halloween, robot cosplay is inherently hot (prove me wrong, u can’t)

TL;DR: Vote Triton for Sexiest Battlebot 2023!!!!

[deusexmachinawitch]

Starting from tomorrow night, I’ll be quite absent from Tumblr because I’ll be out for a business trip. I’ll check Tumblr during night when I’m relaxing at the hotel because reading things here really relax me besides checking Pinterest. When I’m here I feel happy and don’t think about the 3D.

I’ll only be out for the weekend, but people already are gifting me things for my trip or even so I can relax at home when I’m back. For example, I got gifted new sheets and a lot of soft cushions so I can sleep like I’m in a clout. All of them, pink. I actually decided to do a fun affirmation that says “Everything in my home is pink” and I kid you not, I’m being gifted a lot of home stuff that is pink.

I also realized that I lost my sleeping mask on my last business trip and affirmed “It’s fine, I have a cuter eye mask” and… I got gifted a Cinnamoroll one out of thin air. But the weirdest affirmation success is that I talk to SP’s hoodie to tell it cute things and not think about the old story. One of the things I kept saying was “You really love my kisses and you really love my lips, huh?”. For some reason, one of the gifts I received today was a lip care treatment pack and the person who gave it to me told me “You really have nice lips so I got you this because I bet SP would be stupid to not eventually come around and go back, so you have to be ready :D”.

I’m speechless at the law sometimes, I don’t know if to write a monthly post with all the things I’ve manifested.

Also, lots of signs again about SP but being totally detached to it because I want the real thing and not just these signs. Thank you Universe but do better than that.

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary195

3/28-29/24

thursday - friday

named yesterday's entry wrong... whoops.

anyway, tomorrow i work for like 8 hours basically, and then the next day too. it sucks a lot, and whatever. i don't think one of the closing people i usually work w/ is gonna be able to come in, i mean, obv not, her hand is broken which is pretty horrifying.

i hope she recovers as necessary. it is weird to me when co-workers would wish for speedy recoveries, i almost did, but it seems like a way of thinking which foregrounds the fact that they need to be able bodied to do tasks and things, to help me or others. it's distantly self interested. i know the broader idea/supposed/assumed thing you communicate is that really you just hope the pain stops soon, i just feel like there's other stuff implicit in that. i hope it stops hurting though. it's awful that it hurts.

it feels awful also, to now talk about how i'm going to work on a song, to get it ready to release like, tonight maybe. that will be fun. i finished the cover and drew some stuff for fun as well. the stuff i drew is basically bad because i was too zoomed out and that made the pen movements translate weird, however maybe that kind of incompetence is cute.

and then there's this other doodle i did while messing w/ something for cover art i screencapped. she's kind of super obscenely ugly in a way but also cute. idk. they're giving 'alien' and 'in pain' which i feel i think. i relate, to the drawing, that i made.

these are my #bad #drawings

here is my human body in photos i took of myself because i am vain and felt good yesterday.

notice ... i cleaned the mirror. wow.

i am feeling cuter lately i think, which makes me happy, or like, on my days off where i go out, i feel really cute, and like i need to be, because i am working now there's this wider variance between ways i might be seen and stuff. so it's this really pathetic need to be cute/pretty/sexy, that emerges, when i'm not working. but at least i am feeling that way.

i also like how bad i am at posing. it's funny to post photos of me trying to do...whatever it is i am doing. i'd rather expose myself like that, it's sort of like i'm living for the failure of affecting something, which is maybe cuter than actually being effortlessly anything. the evident effort and the failure. it's at least kind of 'kawaii'.

the reading today was not much, but interesting nonetheless. he gets to an example of an early quarantine, and the methods of observation/surveillance, delivery, and keeping count, an early expression of the relation between medicine and discipline/surveillance.

one thing he also mentions, and this is an interesting theme in the book, is the writing of discipline, and power, the writing, legal code and observation, which create life for power and discipline, and the way discipline observes individuality/individuates first by a process that homogenizes people. this seems counterintuitive but he's just getting at the categories created and the ways we for instance are put into the categories. here is one place i have always felt foucault/implicated him, in particular with my gender and the impossibility of placing myself, i do not like the idea of making myself visible in the writing of power, or visible to power by writing myself in its tongue. however in many ways i sort of do. i try to look girly and stuff, i post pictures of myself. i am visible. but i am still trying to be noncompliant. i want to be noncompliant. but one noncompliance is easily absorbed into another category, take for instance a diagnosis like 'oppositional defiant disorder', or simply 'noncompliant,' or even 'truant'. i would like to be truant but really i am some other kind of issue, much smaller than even a single truant child. sad.

he also points to the early developments of examinations, medical or otherwise, mechanisms for discipline, things he looks at in his book, as ignoble sciences which, undervalued / unexamined, have enabled the uncritical birth of the sciences of the man/human.

another thing he gets at that i feel is very very very important is how the good subject is individualized:

"and when one wishes to individualize the healthy, normal and law abiding citizen, it is always by asking him how much of the child he has in him, what secret madness lies within him, what fundamental crime he has dreamt of committing" ( pp. 193, discipline and punish, michel foucault (when i do quote should i do pages/authors and stuff? if i am pulling from a real book yes probably. (real as in, in my hands, for reference later perhaps, for myself)))

this point here gets to something very interesting that i think about at times, perhaps controversial but the propensity (i am not above this) to self diagnose, seek out some kind of medicalization, this sort of thing in people, is very interesting. i don't blame anyone because being an individual is constructed as a desirable thing, and this is not the individuality where one's being and life day to day is left alone, not looked at/written, but instead the lives we lead are subject to observation, from inside ourselves and especially from the outside, appraisal, and so one. we do not know who watches but we are watched, and so this means, needing to be individual, but many of the individuations we see are related to things which, in the past, were treated as issues, they are now things that might be 'rewarded' as in with attention/sympathy, which is now part of the disciplinary reward system, or i suppose it always was, to have some portion of the sovereign will of crime or that which is a difficulty in some way, some portion of you which might become special and useful in another way. it can always be turned to use.

however this isn't what i was thinking, the use stuff, it is just true, just that it's interesting that this is something one might be able to see going farther back, and that it would blossom into what we see now.

and it's uploaded!!!

i'll put it on tumblr in a regular way tomorrow or ssomething, with tags and stuff

there's like a weird popping sound. maybe i can like, fix that, or something, before anyone even gets to hear it. let me see, #lol.

omg... ableton is being so annoyingggg.

okey:

and here's a hi res version of the cover art, that i have slaved over, and is only okay:

the photos of the mascara/eyeliner running onto tissues are from me, i did makeup and poured water on my face to make it run like i had been crying, and that picture at the top is me attacking a broken imac. and then there's the little drawings and then a photo i found of a woman's lace collection.

anyway, i need to sleep now, so

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!