#but also alex!! THANK YOU SO MUCH?? FOR SENDING THIS IN :'D

[kamipyre]

@theimpalpable sent in: "Suki, Suki!" Tall boy chirps excitedly, almost running to where she is whilst half of his face is covered with something that's covered in a transparent bag. "Look what I found! It's for you!" Yong hands her a big cotton candy that's shaped like Rilakkuma, the character. A big smile takes place; his other hand lifting a gift bag and giving it to her, too. Inside, she'll find a Hello Kitty Ballpoint Pen, as well as paper for her origami needs (pink-colored) and a little Rilakkuma keychain. "I...heard it's...a special day." Now he's a bit nervous after the rush of excitement, his hand sliding into his pocket to give his pen a few taps. He just hopes these little details make her happy. (of cOURSE I'D BE SNEAKIN' IN TO CELEBRATE SUKI'S BIRTHDAY, SUCH A WONDERFUL ONE, WE LOVE HER HEAPS; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HER AND!!! I hope this is okay to send, if not pls feel free to ignore; HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY FERRE, CARE YOU LOTS!!) || the paper machine’s birthday!! ( ft. unprompted. )

If she hadn’t been so absorbed in her folding, perhaps she would have noticed her friend first not by his voice, but by his shadow covering the sun for her. He’s always been the tall one, long limbs to match a tall figure. She knows for a fact, she is average sized, standing at 5”4’.

Hang around enough gangly individuals though and suddenly you’ll feel SHORT.

The paper bird jumping in her fingers though, she tilts her head. Did he go holiday shopping? And then he sets both gifts in her hand- a special day? It’s definitely not Christmas and Hannukah hasn’t started yet so what is he-

Oh. December 9th. Today is her birthday. An occasion she never puts on full blast for many reasons.

But Yong doesn’t know about that, does he? Doesn’t even know how she got her scars and the same is true for her. Outside of his preferences and maybe the fact that he doesn’t like the sound of sirens or the presence of hospitals in general, she doesn’t know much about him either. In a way, it’s comforting- this unspoken agreement not to poke at tender scars.

Still.

Perhaps, one day, he might find out. Maybe she’ll tell him, one day- he did, after all, find out when her birthday was without her telling him.

Setting her gifts aside ( which she will be using all three of, thank you very much ), she drops the paper crane to tackle him in a hug.

“Thanks Yong.”

[ofgentleresolve]

@theimpalpable sent in: Caradoc attempts to not be as loud as usual; he doesn't want to upset Lamon on his birthday by being too dramatically noisy. So he casually steps inside with Lexine by his side, both of them carrying different items. Caradoc is holding two gift bags, one from himself and another from Lexine; both destined to land on Lamon's hands. In the smallest bag, Lamon'll be able to find a box that contains a cat flower pot, along with a botanical-themed stationery set that perhaps could be useful for his classes. Upon the biggest bag, rests a succulent throw pillow and a plant plushie, these last two being Caradoc's idea.

"Happy Birthday, Lam!" Caradoc says with excitement, grinning from ear to ear. "Look what Lex made for you, ain't they cool?!" His chin tries to point at what Lexine is holding, which is a tray of succulent cupcakes. Worry not! She tried her best to make sure the ingredients were lactose-free. The girl smiles, shoulders gently lifting so the cupcakes can be seen better. "Happy Birthday, Lam."

(HELLO I come here to celebrate Lam's birthday IHWEDHWD, hope this is okay, dear Ferre!!! If not pls feel free to skip! Hope you're doing well, CARE YOU LOTS)

His birthday is, unshockingly, no different from a regular day off, sans the grading and lesson planning that always has an urgent deadline. Not that he minds it- it is rather peaceful and while he is, in all technicalities, alone for the day, he doesn’t necessarily feel lonely. It was his decision not to go home for the holidays. To be with his family mainly because his parents were taking a vacation to Europe alone. And his sister, well, apparently she has a boyfriend from France and he’s invited her to spend the holidays with his family. He didn’t want to third wheel either couple.

( He’s done that one too many times, if he’s honest. )

Henceforth why he spent December 25th in the diner with Ray, who strangely enough also decided he wasn’t going back to Singapore for the holidays. He should’ve known that Ray would have made an OCCASION out of it. And gotten their friends in on it too.

“How did you-“ A pointed ( but still half-hearted ) look on his face towards Ray behind the counter. “You told them, didn’t you?”

Ray shrugs, as if Lam were asking him about, say, the weather. “They’re our friends- of course they’ll wanna celebrate. Besides, you sure you want me in charge of making you a cake?”

Touché, although Lam doesn’t say that outright. He imagines that Lexine probably persuaded Ray to let her take care of providing the food. Between the two of them, she is the baker, after all. And the one with common sense too- no one wants a stomachache on their birthday anyways.

“What are you two- you didn’t have to do this much.” Getting a set of cupcakes is one thing, it’s another to get such a collection of gifts ( if he wants to take the succulent pillow out and hug it for the rest of his stay here, he won’t say ). Licking the icing off of one cupcake though- it feels a bit like a crime to do so- he glances over at Doc, who is being weirdly considerate…it’s nice, but also-

“Just say something. Please” He blurts out suddenly. It’s too weird, Doc not talking and well, being loud next to Ray. “You don’t- it’s weird when you’re quiet.”

The heat rushes to his face as the urge to hide his face suddenly grows. That’s just the kind of people they are, aren’t they? The kind to celebrate even the smallest of occasions, like HIS BIRTHDAY. “…Thanks. For celebrating.”

[miengsol]

@theimpalpable​ sent in: ❛ you’re not getting rid of me that easily. ❜ (from the nuisance named Sigye...I'm sorry Calum IUWEHDIUWDEH aLSO pls feel free to skip if you feel it doesn't fit or something along those lines! HAVE A NICE DAY FERRE !!) || it’s all in the friendship ( ft. platonic sentence starters )

“I wasn’t- you’re not even supposed to be here!” He’s incredulous and not to mention his voice has gone slightly shrill, which is probably not a very professional sign for a nurse in the ICU unit. But in Calum’s defense, it’s a very natural reaction to chaos- bewilderment. Panic. Even if he puts on a mellow demeanor for his patients, he experiences both of those daily.

He experiences both of those around Sigye daily as well.

Grumbling, he rubs a temple as he turns back to his laptop. Right, the patient’s chart- one thing he learned early on about nursing. Filling out charts, paperwork takes a significant amount of the job. So much so that he has to use his lunch break to keep up with the workload. “What are you even doing here? Don’t tell me you dropped by to steal more food from me.”

And yet here he is, sliding his container of leftover VEGGIE QUICHE towards Sigye- leftovers from yesterday; he reshaped them into tiny muffins for Erza. Hopefully, Erza won’t feel too homesick with that for today’s lunch. He peers over his laptop screen, unwillingly curious. Perhaps there’s a patient that Sigye wants to...visit? He can’t say for sure, but what he does know is that despite Sigye’s claim that ‘he can’t get rid of them’ ( whatever that’s supposed to mean ), Calum doesn’t actually know much about them...aside from a few tidbits. Like how they’ll try everything and anything at least once, even if someone else is currently eating it ( which in Calum’s opinion is gross. And unsanitary for that matter ). Or how they seem to have a soft spot for baby animals in comparison to other people. Or how they like to wear rings...and suspenders too.

It’s ATTRACTIVE. 

Not that it matters to Calum.

Hurriedly, he turns back to his laptop again. Oh god, he really hopes they didn’t catch him staring again. First line- what was the name of that patient again? He closes his laptop. “Y-You can have the rest of it, I, uh, gotta finish this up before my break is over.” And then a pause. “Were you, uh. here to visit someone, by the way? I can...find out their room number for you so you don’t have to waste time here-”

[tonari-no-renard]

random conversations in Spanish

I made these edits a while ago but I forgot (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

Cambié algunas palabras para que fuera gracioso en inglés :'D Help i dont speak english

John: I feel bad

Alexander: if you want we can fuck :D

Alex: It's been a year since I fell in love with you. hahaha so cute

John: do you regret it?

Alex: every day

Alex: Hey, but I dont have money :(

John: no problem <3

Alex: you're sure? ._.

John: You can watch me eat

Alex: but they told me that I am very egocentric and that is why you are going to leave me (;﹏;) Do you think I'm egocentric?

John: yeah you are jshashahs. but it's okay because you're pretty. I don't date ugly people

Alex: If he breathes I love him. If he speaks i love him more. If he writes to me I LOVE HIM EVEN MORE

Alex: you know what?

John: what?

Alex: I love you so much. But i also fucking hate you. Shut the fuck off a little bit please.

both: I became corny because of you. I used to be indestructible and without feelings

Alex: BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I FELL IN LOVEEEEEEEEEEE. He just said "Hello" and I imagined how we were going to get married :C

Alex: what a piece of gosthing you made me

John: you have a cat right?

Alex: yeah, why?

John: let me explain. When you walk past a cat and don't pet it, the cat will look for you to touch it, but when you touch the cat a lot, it gets bored and leaves. Since we talked every day and we talked a lot, I got a little overwhelmed and stopped talking to you. :D

John: Why do you want me to be your boyfriend?

Alex: Because you are handsome and intelligent. I want you to dominate me. I WANT YOU TO ORDER ME

John: I'm going to send you to hell

Alex: I LIKE YOU

John: FUCK YOU

Alex: WHAT. WHY. I WAS EXPECTING ANY ANSWER EXCEPT THAT

John: YOU MAKE ME NERVOUS

John: i like you <3

Alex: Really? why? (･▽･)

John: I like you and thats fucking all. you want to know everything

Alex: Thanks. Now you win my love

John: bullshit prize

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

Alex Cabot x Casey Novak x Reader SFW Fluff Alphabet

Big thanks to to @scealaiscoite for their SFW Poly Fluff Alphabet for the inspiration here!

a = affection Is anyone more overtly affectionate than the others? You are definitely the most outwardly affectionate. Not in a PDA sense, you just tend to be the most sentimental. You don't initiate physical touch a whole lot, but Alex and Casey both know you are down to cuddle at any time, and they take advantage of it often. Alex is the snugglier of the two, but Casey gets FOMO when you snuggle without her, so she'll jump in, too. b = bed What's the sleeping situation like? California King (no twin bed! no roommates!). Casey on the right, Alex on the left. You are forever the middle spoon because (a) you love it, (b) you're by far the smallest, and (c) both Casey and Alex can feel a bit smothered after a whole night of middle spoon-ing. c = comfort When someone's feeling down, how do the others look after them? When you're down, your self-esteem takes a hard hit, so Alex and Casey do their best to be extra reassuring. When Alex is down, you and Casey do your best to make her feel important and to distract her. Nice clothes, expensive dinner, all your attention all night. When Casey's down, she needs to take a fucking break. The problem is that she never wants to. You and Alex usually have to take her phone and laptop away and force her to relax. Bubble bath, takeout, snuggles, the works.

d = dates What do dates look like? Who usually plans them, and are they individual or a group affair? You take turns planning, but also enjoy the occasional spontaneous date. Everyone is always invited, but not everyone always goes. You have lots of things you like to do all together, like dinner and a movie or a weekend at the beach or a trip to the farmer's market. But there are things you do in pairs, too. For example, you and Alex love classical music, so you've got season tickets to the NY Phil, but Casey's ears would explode if you made her go. Alex will attend a sports event with you and Casey once in a blue moon, but mostly it's just you two. Alex and Casey love dancing, from ballroom to clubbing and everything in between. You are a truly awful dancer and have a really hard time in loud, crowded environments, so you usually send them on their way and enjoy an evening to yourself.

e = events Who drags everyone else to their family's and friends' events? When it comes to family, you do all the dragging. Casey's parents live in the city, so you see them at least a few times a month, and Alex doesn't talk to her dad (her mom died when she was 17). You're very close to your family, and you're the only one who has siblings and nieces and nephews. Christmas at your family's is a given, and Alex and Casey are 100% there for it. But friend events? Those are all Casey. Alex will drag you to one, too, mostly out of obligation, but Casey genuinely enjoys going out and grabbing drinks with friends and will convince you both to go with her sometimes.

f = fights Are fights something that happen often? How are they resolved? Of course you fight. Everyone fights. But the fights are usually civil and logical and respectful. You've got twice as many relationships to maintain in a triad, so direct communication is a priority for you all. Casey and Alex have had to learn how to tone down their "lawyer-ness" during arguments, though. At first, they'd sometimes fight you so hard–like they were in court–that they'd end up making you cry. They always felt awful and backpedaled real quick. They're a lot gentler with conflicts now.

g - getting together How did you all get together? Alex and Casey met at work, a slow-burn career romance. By the time you came along, they'd already been together for several years. They'd discussed polyamory before and, while neither was necessarily opposed, neither one of them had anyone else they wanted to date either. So it was very much a we'll cross that bridge when we come to it situation. They came to the bridge when you moved to the city and joined Casey's rec softball league. It was Casey who fell for you first, Casey who started inviting you out to lunch with her and Alex after softball games, Casey who cautiously, gently asked Alex how she'd feel about her dating you. To which Alex said, Yeah, of course, if it'll make you happy. But I think I kind of want to date her, too. Can we all date? Do you think she'd be into that? It turns out that, yes, you were into that.

h = hobbies Do any of you share hobbies or passions? How do you include your other partner(s) in them? There's a foundational understanding between you that you don't all have to enjoy the same things. You and Alex share a deep love of reading and often spend evenings on the couch reading together, snuggled up against Casey as she plays video games or watches sports. You and Casey play softball together, and you love watching sports–baseball, basketball, football, you name it. Alex will watch with you, but she's mostly in it for the game day snacks you make. And obviously Casey and Alex have a whole career/calling in common, so they talk about that a lot, but they always try to make sure you're included in the conversation, and make sure to explain patiently when you have questions.

i = in sickness and in health When someone is sick, who's the caretaker and who's the germaphobe? Who's resistant to being taken care of? It depends on what kind of sick. If puking is involved, Alex and Casey are on their own. You are out of there, probably staying in a hotel, leaving soup deliveries outside the door with a mask on. Any other kind of sickness, and you absolutely dote on them. Casey eats this up. She is a pitiful sick person. Alex, on the other hand, will keep going until she literally can't anymore. And even then she'll tell you she's fine, and you have to force her to rest and take it easy. You can't exactly talk, you're pretty resistant to being taken care of, too. But that's mostly because Casey and Alex have important jobs to do, and you don't want to distract them.

j = joker Who's got the best sense of humor? Do you all like to tease and banter? You are by far the funniest of the three of you. You love making Alex and Casey laugh. It's one of the highlights of your life. Their jobs are so serious; they can tend to be on the serious side, too. So you make it your mission to brighten their days. That being said, there's a lot of good-natured teasing and insulting that happens on a regular basis. Casey calls you asshole more than she calls you anything else, probably. Alex has a razor sharp wit which is mostly funny, but every once in a while she'll toe the line between funny and mean. She can immediately tell when she's taken it too far, though, and is quick to make it up to you.

k = knowing Who can read their partners like a book? Is there anyone who has their walls up, even around their partners? By nature of being incredibly intuitive, you are the best at reading emotions. The problem is that you can usually tell what they're feeling but not why or who it's related to, so you almost always think it's somehow your fault. You're working on that one in therapy. Oddly, you're probably also the hardest to read. You have walls up, though they're slowly coming down. And Casey and Alex can have tunnel vision when it comes to work, so sometimes they miss things. Of the two of them, Casey is the more open with her emotions. Alex is open with anger and anger only. She's working very hard on being open with her other feelings, too.

l = lavish Is there anyone who really likes to lavish and show off their partners? How do the others react to it? Alex. Alex all the way. She's proud of herself, proud of the work she does, and proud of having not one but two stunning girlfriends. She dresses you and Casey up to the nines in clothes it would have taken you years to afford. When she walks into a room with you in a tailored Valentino suit on one arm and Casey in a designer gown on the other, she just knows everyone's jealous that she's living the best of both worlds. Since neither you nor Casey came from money, you both had a hard time with Alex's generosity at first, but you came to accept that showing you off is just Alex's way of telling you how proud she is of you and how happy she is that you're hers.

m = memories Is anyone more on the sentimental side? You, 100%. Although Casey and Alex have their moments, too. But you're the one who packs lunches with little loves notes. You're the one who surprises them with flowers at work, who cooks their favorite dinner because you know they had a bad day. You'll pick up that book that Alex wants so bad, but doesn't have time to go get. You'll record the Giants game instead of watching it while Casey's at work because you know she'd rather watch it together later. Of course, they do sweet things for you, too. Like Alex asking you to read your favorite book to her because she wants to read it with you. Or Casey organizing a game night with the SVU folks at your house, because she knows you want to hang out with them, too, you're just much more comfortable at home. You all have your moments, but they'd both agree that sentimentality just comes so, so naturally to you. It's a gift.

n = nights What's the nighttime routine like when you're all together? You are a big, big fan of parallel play so, even though you usually like to quietly read a book before bed, you want to do it wherever Alex and Casey are. Alex spends an eternity in the bathroom on her skin care routine before putting on the softest, most luxurious pajamas. She fixes herself a cup of peppermint tea and curls up next to you with her own book. Casey always has "more work to do," but she'll go through case files while you and Alex read. Or she'll finish the newspaper if she didn't get to that morning. She always has a gigantic, messy collection of file folders, old newspapers, and half-full glasses of water on her nightstand. You almost always fall asleep first, and they don't stay up too much longer because "you're just so adorable" and "I can't pay attention when you look that snug-able!"

o = open How open are you with one another? Very. You don't keep secrets. You don't tell lies. When you first got together, Alex suggested you all lay down "relationship rules." Those were two of the biggest. It sometimes takes longer for you to open up about what you're feeling, but they've learned that it doesn't really have anything to do with how much you trust them, it's just how you process things.

p = PDA What's PDA like with them? Is there anyone who loves it? Anyone who hates it? Alex would full-on make out with you in public, but she knows that's not a good look for someone in her position. Also, you and Casey do not like PDA. Casey will kiss you on the cheek or put a hand on the small of your back at a party, but that's it. You might hold their hands, but you won't do anything else in front of others. Alex won't either unless she feels like someone's infringing on her territory (her territory being you and Casey). Then she gets really possessive and is not afraid to show people that you're hers.

q = quiet Who prefers to spend their time out and about, and who likes to spend it at home? Casey is the most social of you. She loves going out with you or going out with friends. Alex is kind of in the middle. She's very, very good with people and socializes quite a bit, but often out of political obligation (to grease the wheels, so to speak, and make connections) rather than for fun. You are a hardcore homebody. You'll go out with them because you love them, but you're always very excited when you all decide on a night in.

r = romantic Is anyone a bit of a sap for their partners? You. So, so you. You just truly can't believe you lucked out with these two gorgeous, strong, confident, crazy smart women. Oddly enough, both Alex and Casey tend to be more affectionate with you than they are with one another. It's not that they love each other less, but you've got a couple of theories as to why they're just a little more romantic with you. (1) You're much, much smaller than them. Like a full 10 inches shorter. So they sometimes baby you a bit. They think you're very cute. You both love and hate it. (2) They were together first, and then kind of simultaneously fell for you, so you sometimes think they see you as collectively theirs, tag-teaming to take care of you and love you. You don't mind. They're collectively yours, too. (3) You're more sentimental than either of them, so it's easier for them to be sentimental with you than with one another. But, all in all, there's plenty of romance to go around.

s = sharing Is there anyone who's particularly territorial of their partners? ALEX. Very possessive of both of you. Casey's pretty damn possessive of you, too. Less so of Alex, but that's probably because she knows nobody fucks with Alex. You are the least territorial, mostly because you're just glad to be there. It doesn't leave a whole lot of room for jealousy. Just as Alex and Casey did before you came along, you all have an open understanding that if someone else were to come along–for any of you–you'd be okay with one of you pursuing a relationship with someone else, too. But it seems unlikely. You're all deeply content with things as they are now and don't really see yourselves bringing anyone else in.

t = terms of endearment Nicknames! What are the nicknames!? Alex uses honey or my love. Casey uses sweetheart and honey and sometimes baby. You mostly use lovely, which drives both of them wild, and also honey on occasion.

u = urge Who's the most impulsive? And who reins them back in? None of you are very impulsive. You think things through before acting. But of the three of you, Alex is probably the one who lets her emotions get the best of her, which can sometimes get her into hot water. Both Casey's and Alex's emotions (and impulses to do something brave and stupid) run high during hard cases. Thankfully, you're usually there to talk them out of it.

v = vacations How do vacations go? And where do you travel? You do vacations big. Alex has a lot of money, and you all love traveling. Alex considers it her absolute joy to make you and Casey's travel dreams come true, because she knows you didn't grow up with the kind of money to make them happen. She whisks you away on far-flung vacations as often as she can. An even bigger test of her love: she'll go camping with you because Casey loves it so much. But only with the highest end camping gear. And she will not touch a fish or a fishing pole, but she'll sit in a chair and read with you while you and Casey go fishing. Your favorite vacation so far? A surprise holiday trip to Soneva Jani in the Maldives. You'd always wanted to go to the Maldives, but it was very much a pipe dream. Alex packed for you, and you had no idea where you were going until you boarded the connecting flight to Malé. You were so excited you cried a little. When you stepped into your overwater bungalow, you just couldn't contain your excitement, running around the building, staring out at the crystal blue water, and kissing Casey and Alex over and over again, saying "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

w = worthy How are insecurities handled? Are any of you more self-conscious than the others? You're the most self-conscious. Casey and Alex are just so conventionally beautiful and successful and confident. They're smart, powerful, career-driven women and you're... a dorky, tiny, androgynous little work-from-home ad copywriter. Sometimes it's hard to know what they see in you. Alex is almost never insecure because she's cocky as fuck. Unless she screws up at work, and then she needs a lot of reassurance. Casey is insecure in that she's never able to live up to her own standards, so you have to remind her often that she doesn't need to be perfect and she's doing great. Insecurities in your home are always met with love and reassurance, never annoyance or frustration.

x = xoxo Who checks up on their partners a lot when they're apart? Do they call or text? Casey. She'll call to check up on you at least once a day. If you're out of town, she calls you at night, too, right before bed, on speakerphone with her and Alex (or vice versa, if Alex is out of town). Alex misses you, too, but she's more likely to text sporadically throughout the day. You text or call when you see something funny or something that reminds you of them.

y = yearn Who misses their partners the most, even just throughout the day? You really like your alone time, so you miss them but you really like having your space (working from home is great for this). But Casey and Alex miss you. Because you're home so often, when you're not home–out with friends, spending the weekend at your parents', etc.–they almost don't know what to do with themselves. Bonus POV: The Group Chat Casey: babe when are you coming home 😢 💔 😭 💌 😫 Alex: my love I need you here in my arms You: omg chill you guys i've been gone for like 2 hours! Casey: yeah 2 hours 2 long

z = zealous Who was especially eager in pursuit of the relationship? Was anyone more reserved? When it was just Alex and Casey, Alex made the first move. With you, it was Casey who came after you the hardest. Alex was a bit more reserved because she didn't want to make you feel like you had to date her, too. She wanted to be sure that you knew if you just wanted to date Casey and not her, that was okay. but she really did want you. She was trying so hard to be respectful that you eventually had to ask her out. Alex, can we go out sometime? Yeah, I'll see when Casey's free. No, I meant... just me and you. I mean, obviously Casey can come, too, if she wants, but... I'd like to take you out if you'll let me.

[unformula1]

in that kind of way (ft. AA23, LS2, OP81 & LN4)

in that kind of way (ft. AA23, LS2, OP81 & LN4)

valentines day series - valentines’ day countdown: D-DAY!!

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synopsis: you talk to a bunch of people about your single-ness.

You sit next to Logan in his driver's room. It’s been a few minutes since you self-invited yourself into his room and laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling.

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pairing: -

featured: alex albon (740 words), logan sargeant (531 words), oscar piastri (468 words) & lando norris (630 words)

word count: 2369 (wow that's long)

a/n: no relationships in here just buncha amazing friends!! also ft. my 4 fav drivers vroom vroom. if yall want a part 2 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

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“Hi!” He says with a smile, even though you know it’s 8pm and he is on the verge of just falling on the ground and sleeping.

“Alex!” You cheer and invite him in, letting him sit on the couch.

He takes a seat and leans back, but keeping his posture well like a gentleman would. He’s such a gentleman. You sit down next to him throwing your feet onto the couch and crossing your legs, turning to face Alex while hugging a pillow.

“You know what day is coming up?” You ask him.

Alex thinks for a while, “Don’t… know.”

“Valentines Day.” You say.

“Oh! Yea.” He replies, “What about it? You got someone this year?”

“Haha.” You deadpan, “That’s the problem.”

“You… don’t have someone?” Alex connects the dots.

“Mhm, and I know you don’t relate but being this single is painfully tiring.” You tell him, letting out a loud groan as you say it.

“It is?” Alex asks.

“Yes. Very much so.” You tell him, putting on a sarcastic smile.

“Well I don’t think there’s much I can do to help-”

You interject, “I’m just gonna vent, so-” You do some weird motions with your hands, “If you wanna leave do it now.”

He purses his lips and nods, “Go ahead.”

“This is why I chose you!” You let out a thankful sounding sigh.

You take a deep breath, “Seeing couples out on the street being such adorable lovebirds and having the most perfect romance is going to send me jumping off a cliff one day; I am resisting the strong urge to throw rocks at them when I see them.”

“Wait- You’ve thought about throwing rocks at couples?” Alex asks, his face looking slightly shocked.

You nod in response.

“Couples like me and Lily?”

“Oh- No…no…” You shake your head and hold up your hands, “Not you two, you two are the exception.”

Alex chuckles and nods his head, “Okay.”

“Anyways! It’s starting to get to my head because what if I stay single for life and I’m stuck being this sad and lonely person who just takes care of cats all the time!”

“Sounds like a pretty good life.” Alex comments, shrugging as he does so.

“Okay- it kinda does but my point is I don’t want to be single for life!”

“You’re not going to be single for life.” Alex assures, patting your shoulder.

“How would you know?” You shove a finger into his chest.

He grabs ahold of your hand, patting it and reassuring you, “Because you’re an amazing person and there is 100% someone out there for you, you just haven’t found them yet.”

“Mhm and what if there isn’t anyone for me and I’m just destined to be single?” You question, throwing yourself into the backrest of the couch, hugging a pillow a bit too tightly.

“Highly doubt that.” Alex says.

You shove your head into a pillow and scream before looking back up.

“There’s definitely one person out there for you.” Alex says, patting your shoulder.

You pout, “Definitely?”

“Mhm.” 

“Doubt that!” You say kicking your feet out.

“I think you deserve someone so perfect and someone that is absolutely gorgeous. Trust me. You deserve the world from your perfect love. Just wait.”

A slight smile forms on your face.

“Thanks Alex.”

He pats your shoulder and pulls you in for a tight hug. You hug him back. 

“This usually ends up with me in tears but I guess not this time.” You say while hugging him.

“Oh really? Who have you been consulting?” He asks you.

“Logan.”

“I would think Logan would be pretty good at this?” Alex asks

“Yes. He is, the tears are happy.”

“So you’re calling me… bad at listening.” 

“No! Stop twisting my words, you’re good in your own way!”

He lets out a gasp and you playfully punch his shoulder.

Maybe you were destined to be single, you would never know. You probably might take a while to find someone but at least you had people to make it less tortuous.

You think Alex is pretty cute.

Not in an 'i love you' kind of way.

But in the way which would let you could cling onto him forever

In a way which would make you feel like you could sit by him forever and nothing would change about your friendship with him.

Like a stuffed animal kind of way.

In that kind of way.

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You sit next to Logan in his driver's room. It’s been a few minutes since you self-invited yourself into his room and laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling. You laid out on the floor, like a starfish and stared into the white ceiling. Logan sat on the cushioned bench with his hands on his lap. He tapped his foot while you laid there, motionless.

“Are you alive?” Logan asked.

You replied with a noise you didn’t know you were capable of making.

“I’m so lonely, UGH.” You kicked up your feet and punched the ground.

“Don’t do that. You might hurt yourself.” Logan says, shifting himself to sit on the floor next to you.

You lazily roll over to get closer to where Logan was sitting. 

A smile forms on your face as you chuckle, “You’re too nice.”

He smiles too, and his smile is like a cat, “Thanks.”

You cover your face with your hands and let out a loud groan before rubbing the temples of your forehead.

“This is too much for me to handle. I’m running on hopes and prayers.” You complain again, slamming your fist into the floor and kicking your feet up and down like a child.

“I’m serious, stop doing that or I’ll tie your hands to your body.” Logan says, sounding dead serious.

You let out a laugh, “Too nice, as usual.”

“What would you suggest I do?... For this Valentine’s Day?” You ask him, turning your head finally to look at him.

“What would you usually do?” 

“Throw rocks at couples or cry in bed.” You deadpan.

Logan covers his mouth to hold back a laugh.

“Rude-” You feign offence as you sit up.

“Sorry. That’s just pretty funny.” 

“My suffering is funny.” You nonchalantly reply.

“No! 100% not!” Logan quickly responded.

“Okay! Then what should I do?” 

“Go out with friends?” Logan suggests.

“Friends?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Yea, sometimes friends mean a lot too. They can be super helpful when it comes to managing your feelings, you know?” Logan does those weird hand motions with his hand as he speaks.

“Mhm.”

“Like for me, personally, I would rather have an amazing and sweet little friendship than a million romantic loves.” He shrugs.

You make an unintelligible noise; it sounds like a laugh but you would never laugh at Logan…ever.

“Seriously!” Logan says, a chuckle escaping, “Sometimes friends can be so great!”

“Friends like you.” You say, cheekily smiling.

“Awww, you’re too sweet.” Logan says, touching his heart.

“You’re really sweet. Like a little cat.” You smile and point to him.

“I would say Oscar’s more of a cat, but that’s cool.” Logan replies.

“Fair.”

Logan had a pretty great point, your friends meant a lot to you and they were one hell of a group of people to be around, you wouldn’t trade them for the world, like ever. 

Logan made your heart warm.

Not in the way which would make you fall in love with him.

In a way which would let you feel at home with him, wherever, whenever.

In a way which you knew he would always be there for you.

In that kind of way.

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You see Oscar sitting down on a chair, scrolling through his phone and tapping his feet, humming a simple melody. He looks like he’s in a peaceful state, which means you have to disrupt it, of course.

“I don’t understand how you do it.” You say, sliding into the chair opposite him.

“Do what?” Oscar raises an eyebrow, placing down his phone and looking at you.

“Get laid.” You were pretty straightforward.

“Woah.” Oscar said, raising his hands up, “Slow down there.”

“I’m being genuine. How does it even work?” Your hands support your chin as you lean closer to Oscar.

“Be nice?” Oscar says, “Don’t be a dick.”

“So… not my thing then?”

“Well you’ll find someone that suits you.” Oscar shrugs.

“You sure???” You lean closer into Oscar, who doesn’t bother shifting away from you. 

“Yes. Very sure.” He says, unfazed by your unpredictable next action as you scan his face, looking him up and down.

You fall back into your chair, “Right.”

“And if it all fails, you still have your friends.” He adds.

“Friends.” You chuckle.

“Excuse me?” Oscar says, faking an offended look.

“What friends?” You laugh harder at your own joke.

“Excuse me? What am I? A roach??” Oscar says, doing a fake eye roll while he’s at it.

“You’re more like a dad!” You compliment, or at least you think you compliment.

“Was that supposed to be a compliment?” Oscar asks you.

“Yes. Did it sound rude?” 

“Kinda.”

“Well rest assured, it’s a compliment. I’m calling you wise.”

“And old.”

“Pick your poison.” You scoff, leaning back, almost falling off.

Your chair tilting back a bit too much causes your life to flash before your eyes as you let out a shriek, pulling the chair back. This sends Oscar into laughs and giggles. 

“What a douchebag. Laughing at me almost dying.” You give him a dissatisfied look.

“You’re like Lando. A small child.” Oscar remarks.

“I agree with both of your points.”

Before Oscar can say anything his phone rings and it’s Lily. He looks at the contact name then back up at you.

“You should pick that up, I’ll b on my way!” You point to his phone, which is still ringing and vibrating.

“I’ll see you around.” He says, picking up the phone.

You swiftly get up, wave goodbye to Oscar and run off.

Oscar’s pretty sweet. You like that. He’s someone you can always talk to and you love that.

He’s not sweet like a way which would make you want to be his Valentine’s.

But in the kind of way which you would probably be fine with him seeing you cry.

In the kind of way you wouldn’t hesitate calling him at 3am if he needed you, or if you needed him

In that kind of way.

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“LANDO!” You shout from the level above him.

He spins his head in different directions before finding you and giving you a big wave. He then gestures for you to come down and join him. 

“COMING!” You shout before sprinting for the stairs.

You run down the stairs and toward Lando. You pick up speed as you close in on Lando.

“Wait no I’m not read-” Lando tries to warn you but it’s too late.

You lunge yourself at him and crash into him, he fails to catch you and falls backward. You land on top of Lando, both of you laughing.

“Jeez. One way to say hi.” Lando smirks.

You get off Lando and help him up. He gets back on his two feet and does a weird back cracking thing.

“Old.” You say which gets you a gasp and a shocked look from Lando.

“Well now we’re not friends anymore.” He says and does a sassy little hair flip. 

“So be it!” You say back.

“Kiss me already.” He says, raising his eyebrow and scoffs.

“At least take me out to dinner first.” You reply, leaning on one leg and returning him the raised eyebrow.

“Can’t do that if you don’t confess first.” Lando says back.

“Touche.” You pout your lips and pat his shoulder.

“So, what brings you around?” Lando says, smouldering slightly before posing as if there’s a camera somewhere, “A perfect man like me?”

“Out of all the people I’ve approached, you’re the furthest from perfect.”

“Lies. Slander.” He shakes his head and punches your shoulder.

“Are you sad you don’t have a valentine this year?” You ask him.

“I have the car.”

“Doesn’t count.”

“Does count.”

“Does not.”

“Says who?”

“Says me.”

“I disagree.”

“Well I disagree with your disagreement.”

Lando lets out a hmph before crossing his arms and looking away from you.

“If you’re lonely you can just say so… I am too.” You tell him, giving him a little bit of sass.

“I have plenty of choices.”

“Like?”

“Don’t question me.”

You chuckle and pull Lando in for a hug. You don’t know why, it just came over you in the moment and it felt necessary. Lando mattered a lot to you.

“Okay. So if you’re lonely, I have evidence now.” Lando insults but he still hugs you back, and even tighter than your hug. 

You almost struggle to breathe at one point before he releases your hug.

You dramatically pant and take deep breaths, to which Lando gives you a glare.

“Even if your love language is physical touch, that was both too physical and too touchy.” You say in between over dramatised breaths.

“Can’t help it. You’re too huggable.” Lando shrugs and looks at with innocent eyes, like a child.

“Right… Go unleash your hugging energy on Oscar or something.” 

“You dislike my hugs?” Lando’s jaw drops.

“No- Did not say that.” You cross your arms.

“YES YOU DID!” Lando says, giving you that look as if he’s about to break out in tears.

“DID NOT.” You argue back.

“Prove it!” He says, crossing his arms and pouting at you.

“Or what?” You taunt.

“I’ll cry.” Lando says, looking at you like a child who just got told ‘no’ to ice cream.

“No you won’t.”

“Yes I will.”

“Won’t.”

He looks at you with those large doe eyes. 

He’s not actually going to cry right?

Right?

“Asshole.” You say before hugging him. 

He smiles and lets out a little cheer before hugging you back and squeezing you tighter.

You love Lando.

Not in a romantic way.

In a way where you would probably jump in front of a bullet for him.

In a way where you wouldn’t be afraid to hug him in public

In that kind of way.

[stardustloserdoll]

Hey babe, I heard you had no ideas for a Professor Turner so here’s one:

You’re struggling with writing an essay, maybe a particularly important one it doesn’t really matter. And you asked Alex to come and help you in the library. He shows up, you’re doing your best to focus on writing. But his voice is so low and he’s practically whispering in your ear. His hands look so pretty writing and marking your essay. Maybe, y’all get a little close… ykyk

Now, you could leave it there, but… smut is so much fun.

So now you’re struggling to stay quiet as Alex fingers you beneath the table. Whispering dirty things into your ear and telling you to stay quiet.

TBH+C Alex is the one who I imagine I would do this, this gif specially:

Or like early Car:

AAAAAH i love this. thank you so much!😭 he looks so fineeee in those gifs 🤭

also trying out a different pov d:

essay help

female reader

“i’ll see you all on monday. have a good weekend.” professor turner said, causing everyone to begin packing their things up quickly. as you began packing your things, you glanced over at him seeing he was erasing the board. slinging your backpack over your shoulder, you waited till everyone was out, finally approaching him.

“hello professor.” you smirked leaning on his desk. he turned around placing the eraser down “y/n.” he smiled placed his hands on his hips, looking down at her. “boring lecture as always.” he laughed packing up his things “you love them.” you rolled your eyes playfully. you sighing dramatically as you watched him pack. “something wrong?” he asked.

“yeah um. i was having trouble on the essay and i was wondering if you can help me with it?” he looked up raising his eyebrow “you? asking me for help? that’s rare, your essays are always well done.” you sat down in the seat in front of the desk. “well the one you assigned is confusing! you should’ve explained it better.” you pouted. “maybe if you weren’t eye fucking me the whole time you would’ve understood it better.” you scoffed mumbling a whatever. “can you just help me please?” he nodded his head “of course.”

“great, i’ll meet you at the library. thank you.” you said placing a kiss on his cheek walking out.

you sat there in the quiet library, the sound of keyboards clacking and the sound of pages quietly turning. you tapped your pencil against the desk, anxious eyes scanning the room until you saw him. he looked around the room until he spotted you sending a small wave your way.

“hey.” you smiled moving your things aside. “hey. sorry im late.” he said taking a seat next to you, placing his things down beside. “it’s okay. i haven’t wrote much anyways.” you said handing him a pen from your pouch. “how about we look at that essay of yours hm?” he said leaning in to examine the work, placing it in front of him to read.

“yeah. right, the essay.” you mumbled. as he read through the pages, you couldn’t help but stare at his hands. the way his veins would pop out whe he wrote something down, to the way he lifted his hand up to his lip as he read. you bit your lip, playing the the hem of your skirt. after some time went by he was finally done reading. “okay so far it’s good, just some little things to change.” he said placing the paper in front of you. he placed his arm around your chair getting closer.

“see that sentence. i think it could use a little more detail.” he spoke placing his finger on the paper, his warm breath ghosting over your ear. you swallowed nodding your head, erasing what you had previously. you swallowed, reading over his comment scribbling down some things. “how does this sound?” you asked turning your head slightly to look up into his eyes. his eyes lingered onto yours for a while until he looked down to read what you had, the scent of his cologne wafting into your face making you dizzy. “mmh perfect. how about we continue with the rest?”

as you both continued to look over the essay you, couldn’t focus. your eyes would stay stuck onto his hands, imagining what those fingers could do. you gripped onto your pencil tightly stopping your writing making alex notice. “something wrong y/n?” he asked. you shook your head bringing the pencil up to your lips, eyes still lingering on his hands as you clenched your thighs. you action not going unnoticed by him causing a smirk to form on his face. “what’s on your mind, you look a little red.” you shook your head seeing his hand moving to rest on your thigh. “did you want a break?” he asked. “i think you deserve one. you’ve been working so hard on that essay of yours.”

you watched as his hand slipped under your skirt, inching closer, stopping him. “alex..we can’t.” you whispered looking up at him with pleading eyes. he chuckled “i guess you’ll have to stay quiet then hm?” you bit your lip opening your legs slightly. “naughty girl.” he smirked resuming his motions, slipping a finger into your underwear to rub circles onto my clit. slowly pushing two fingers into you me, thrusting his fingers at a slow pace.

you moan softly, biting your lip, your eyes shutting close as he fucked you. “shh.” he whispered, slowly increasing his pace. you moved your hand to grip the seat, letting out a shaky breath clenching your thighs around his hand. he quickened his pace, making me loud moan a slip out, his hand coming to my mouth to silence me quickly. you muffled a sorry, causing him to drop his hand. “im close al.” “naughty girl, what’d i tell you.” he whispered keeping his pace up, making me shift in my seat.

“cum on my fingers sweet girl.” he praises giving you that final push. you let out a shaky breath as your orgasm washed over you, feeling alex slip his fingers out of you painfully slow making you shudder. “let’s finish that essay, when we do you’ll get rewarded.”

[earl-grey-teacake]

love that snippet! george crying alongside logan is actually my favourite flavour because that makes so much sense, poor alex lives with an actual baby and a crybaby (affectionate)

Thank you!

Alex is the eldest sibling and always took care of his younger siblings. George is the youngest in his family and knows nothing about taking care of babies. When they got Logan, Alex took to it like a fish to water. George on the other hand, acquired over 20 parenting books overnight and spent his break time reading through them.

Logan gets spooked easily but he always soothes easily as well, which makes him quite the easy baby. The issues comes about when he doesn't soothe easily. When he gets colic and would cry endlessly, George who feels quite useless, will also start crying as well. This is what Alex comes back from the store to. George sitting on the couch crying his eyes out as he tries to soothe a crying baby. Alex ends up stuck soothing Logan in one arm and gently scratching George's head with the other.

George also has issues being far away from Logan. During the race weekends, they don't feel comfortable leaving Logan with their family in England so they take him with them. Since Williams is much less crowded than Mercedes, Logan stays at Williams with Alex and his caretaker. Logically, it makes sense why Logan is there However, George misses his family a lot and can't visit them due to racing duties and GPDA duties. This means George only really sees Logan early in the morning and late at night. After a particularly tough day or a bad race, George will hid in Alex's driver room and hold Logan like a teddy bear. Logan is of course more than happy with this.

*** The crying scene is inspired by my relative crying because he couldn't soothe his daughter at 3 AM and his wife having to soothe both him and their kid.

If you want more, feel free to send an ask/comment/ or message me. :D

[helio-castroneves]

if you’re still taking requests for the headcannon ficlet

Gewis where lewis is possessively jealous of George

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons a short ficlet about it possessive lewis is soooooo important to me. idk if i really hit the jealousy part, but i hope you enjoy this anon :D (also they fuck nasty after this btw)

the club is crowded and loud, bass pounding against george’s skull. trying to get from their table in the back to the bar has been awful, people bumping and pushing into him, trying not to trip on feet. when he gets to the bar, elbowing in between other patrons, trying to get the bartender’s attention, he notices the guy on his right checking him out.

“hey, beautiful, you come here often?” he asks. george glances at him quickly before trying to flag the bartender down again. the guy is tall, but not taller than george, bulky and sweaty under the bright, strobing lights; he’s not unattractive, per se, but george has no interest in anything he has to say.

“let me buy you a drink,” he continues. despite george angling himself completely away, the guy can’t seem to catch the hint, leaning closer. the bartender has finally acknowledged george, so he’s just hoping he can get their drinks quickly and go.

“no, thank you,” george says, polite but firm. he shifts a bit further away and is extremely grateful for the interruption of the bartender asking for his order. now all he has to do is hold on a few more moments for the drinks to be made.

again, the guy moves closer to george, forcing him to bump into the couple on his left side. george sends them a quick smile in apology, but he doesn’t know how much more obvious he can make his disinterest towards this guy. what, does he need a bright neon sign above his head, stating “not interested. please go away”?

right as the bartender passes the drinks across the bar top, george feels an arm snake around his waist and slip into his shirt. he’s ready to deck the guy, before he feels the comforting cool of lewis’s rings against his skin.

“is there a problem here?” he asks. george can hear the steel underlying lewis’s soft voice, cutting through the heavy bass despite not being all that loud. the guy, finally, gets the hint that george is decidedly not interested and leaves, and george slumps back against lewis.

“we’re leaving,” lewis says.

“what? but i just got alex his drink.”

“he’s fine. we’re going home.”

george can recognize the tone of lewis’s voice, the slight waver that betrays his anger. he knows how lewis gets when someone else touches what belongs to him. lewis is always deeply apologetic and embarrassed in the aftermath, but george likes belonging to lewis, he always has. and he can see how the rest of the night will play out pretty clearly, a future of vibrant bruises and bite marks on any bit of unblemished skin.

“alright,” george says, letting lewis drag him through the crowd towards the exit. he’s sure the rest of the group won’t mind having to close out his tab.

[anincompletelist]

happy wednesday! :D

ahhhh thank you to @firenati0n @kiwiana-writes @magicandarchery @wordsofhoneydew @littlemisskittentoes @heybuddy-drabbles for the tags!!!! I love seeing everything ya'll are working on <3

have another scene from bridesmaids because I'm out of control and past repair at this point so -- enjoy the ride, folks! ;)

(under the cut since slightly nsfw!)

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“Alright?” Henry whispers.

“Peachy,” Alex hums tiredly, pressing a slobbery kiss to his cheek. “Wanna sleep now.” 

“You’re positively dreadful,” Henry sighs. “If you think that we’re going to sleep like this—” 

“Paw-zit-ive-lee dread-foul,” Alex mocks him, sticking his tongue out. “You’re pretentious.” 

“I’m pretentious?” Henry squawks, slapping the outside of his hip. 

“The worst,” Alex mumbles. “Hate you. Like, so much. Dude. Bro.” 

Henry snickers at him, tightening his legs on either side of Alex’s hips. The motion sends him clenching around Alex’s spent cock and he whines, instinctively grinding forward when he should be doing the opposite. “You might want to try that again when you aren’t inside of me, dearest.” 

“You’re mean.” Alex musters up the meanest glare he can manage. “But also, like, if you give me a few minutes I can probably—” 

“Get off.”

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OPEN TAG AS ALWAYS FRIENDS and I am kind of late to the party today but as always if any of you would like to share I would love to see anything you're working on @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @affectionatelyrs @nocoastposts @gayrootvegetable @zwiazdziarka @firstsprinces @getmehighonmagic @iboatedhere xx

hope you're all doing well! :D

[14carrotghoul]

WIP Wednesday

*Wilhelm scream* what a fuckin day! But I had a great time at book club so at least there's that :D Anyway thank you to @suseagull04 @myheartalivewrites @firenati0n @orchidscript @heysweetheart-writes (for the tags today, shall be reading your snippets posthaste!!)

And @bitbybitwrites @cha-melodius and @rmd-writes for the tags on Sunday!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

I've been writing soooo many emails and here's an exchange I'm particularly proud of!! From my infidelity fic sequel bc that's all my brain can focus on rn :3

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October 15, 2028 12:14am

From: Alex <agcd98@gmail.com>

Re: Re: Re: Best Served Cold

June Wanted me to send you these pictures of me being responsible!!!!

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Night night, give David a thousand hugs from tenthousand lightning bugs 😊😊 and you get NOTHING because you BETRAYED ME and texted Nora to take care of me but in case you fucking forgot!!! SHE IS THE INSTIGATOR!!!!

(i lied. you get a long bedtime story and a cup of tea)

Don't let the bedbugs bite and ALSO you should be having wild nights too grandpa!!! Heed my advice old man! ill even venmo you the first round

Alex

P.s. I feel like you're always pretty words to me and you get my unfiltered undiagnosed adhd bullshit in return. Sorry my writing is ass but that just means I like talking to you even when i sound insane (and if i get too annoying then kindly tell me to shut the fuck up)

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October 15, 2028 1:26am

From: Henry <henry.fox@gmail.com>

Re: Re: Re: Re: Best Served Cold

“...you say I must excuse you for writing so much foolishness – nothing of the kind – My darling boy, when you write to me, you must write without ceremony, I like to hear every little thing about yourself & your affairs – you need never care how you write to me, Lewy, if you will only – I never think about literary perfection in letters either, it is the man & the feeling…” (Whitman, Walt. Received by Lewis K. Brown. 15 Aug 1863.)

P.S. Who said I didn't have a wild night?

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Tagging @cha-melodius @happiness-of-the-pursuit @junebugclaremontdiaz @dumbpeachjuice @inexplicablymine

@cultofsappho @sherryvalli @fuckingyrs @historicallysam @read-and-write- ❤️❤️

[kamipyre]

# okAY BUT MAY I SEND ONE FOR YONG? PLS AND THANK YOU, HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY, FERRE!!!

the paper crane’s contact list ( ft. cell phone headcanons w/ @theimpalpable )

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: ( big birb 🐦 ) yong

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone: 

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: this one!! it has a relaxing vibe that kinda?? has an action vibe too like a wonder about what new thing will be encountered today ( but also help i love the mystery dungeons series of pokémon so much :'D their ost is AMAZING too <3 )

- my muse’s last text to your muse: “guess who folded all the pper in the shredder pile 2day…and didn’t get caught :-D” "meeeeee" "don't tell anyone though 😊😊😊"

[ofgentleresolve]

@thegreenswillcome​ sent in: How is Hyuk and Patrick doing....? From a nosy neighborhood || nosy neighborhood or is just jay 👀 ( unprompted. )

He looks up from his book, Pride and Prejudice  ( a guilty pleasure of sorts along with the rest of the Jane A*usten books- it’s a series he makes a point not to teach…work can make anything one cares about a chore and Patrick would rather not have that happen to a favorite of his since his uni days ) before the professor raises a brow. Curious much? Although again, perhaps he should have expected that- he’s not exactly known for making news out of his personal business. If Patrick could, he would be ANONYMOUS for just about, well, everything from the academic papers he writes to even the signature he puts on the bills.

Still, it is rather strange that the neighbors have taken note of Hyuk as if they’re a pair. Well in a way, they always have been, have been for at least ten years, but he’s heard the neighbors and even his colleagues ask him about Hyuk more these past six months than the last five years. For a moment, he wonders if there’s something everyone is seeing something that well, neither of them is picking up on.

Which would be impossible- who’s supposed to know about a relationship more than the two people in it?

“I can’t speak for HYUK, but I’m doing…well. A little stressed but I suppose that is my fault.” After all, he hasn’t quite started packing for his vacation. With Hyuk. To Jeju Island. Work is all-consuming like that, he supposes. He doesn’t think Elise or Hiro for that matter has started either- he’ll have to remind them soon, especially with that 14-hour flight coming up.

He wonders if Hyuk feels the same way. He can imagine it, Hyuk pacing about hands digging into his hair. Soft, soft strands that contrast the sharp edges of his dear friend’s tongue. Soft strands that make Patrick’s fingers twitch.

How he wants to run his fingers through those strands.

Scratching his cheek ( which feels strangely, warm -is it the embarrassment of this tardiness or the thought of Hyuk- ), Patrick coughs into his free hand. “Well. I suppose I could ask him if you’re…curious. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind telling…”

[mintylovesjeongyeon]

You're So Golden

Quackity x fem!reader

A/N:

it's been so long since I wrote a one-shot, why write now?

Somehow I have motivation to write again so let's hope this will last very long :) I was inspired by the song Golden by Harry Styles which makes me feel all happy

Also I want to try to write stories about other characters like from movies and TV shows so hopefully that works out for me!

Other than that I hope you enjoy this little one-shot!

The sound of laughter can be heard in his studio while she is in the other room lying in bed. Listening to the screaming and laughter of Quackity aka Alex, that's what he does all day but she doesn't mind it, in fact, she enjoys hearing him, seeing him smile, just everything makes her fall in love all over again.

She decided to get up from bed, put music on speaker, and started to clean the room up since clothes, shoes, papers, and books were scattered everywhere. While she was making the bed, Alex opened the door to their bedroom and saw her singing while making the bed, making him smile even more just enjoying the view of his lovely girlfriend.

"Amor you do know that there's no point in making the bed if we're going to lay back down again? Especially if I didn't sleep last night, all I want is to fall asleep with you in my arms" he said giving her a tired smile and trying to ease her nerves after startling her.

"Gosh, you scared the daylights out of me! I didn't even hear you come into the room, also I know you didn't sleep last night but I hate seeing the room all messed with clothes, trash, and papers for school scattered everywhere. Honestly looks like a garbage dump and you know how much I hate seeing the room all messy so right now I'm trying to clean up a bit before you sleep for the rest of the day." she sighed looking around the room but gave him a small smile knowing that he appreciates you cleaning the room before he falls asleep.

"Sorry amor, I didn't mean to scare you. Let's just leave the mess for now and try to sleep for a bit? We can do the cleaning tomorrow and I promise I will help you out, let's just sleep now my love." He said while trying to pull her into bed with him.

"Promise you'll help me clean tomorrow? Cause I don't want to hear any excuses like "I'm too tired" blah blah, please promise me?" She said while running her fingers through his hair.

"I promise my love that I will help you clean the room, heck even the whole entire house my love! But I promise I will do it." Alex said, closing his eyes, relaxing while you rub his scalp. He started to drift to sleep, humming the song 'Golden', a song that reminds him of his lovely girlfriend. That night, Alex dreams were filled with moments of his girlfriend and how the future will look like which includes their future kids.

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A/N: Thank you guys for reading! Ngl I didn't like how it turned out since I was rushing also I'm using my bf's PC! :D Hopefully I'll be able to post another one shot but it might be someone else like spider-man since right now I'm obsessed with the movie!

Feedback would be lovely and please send me any questions you have!!!

SEE YALL SOON!!!!!!! LOVE YA <3

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Trying to sneakily start a questions chain so we can all get to know each-other a bit better in the F1blr univers

Name (or what you want to be called on tumblr)

Where are you from?

Where do you live?

Any pets?

Favorite driver(s) currently on the grid, and why?

Favorite driver(s) not currently on the grid and why?

Favorite romantic driver pairing(s) (e.g. Maxiel, Carlando)

Driver you’re most attracted to physically

Driver whose personality you like best

Favorite driver friendship(s)

Favorite team principal

Favorite team

Least favorite team, if any

Driver(s) you dislike, if any

If you’re a fic writer: if you could only write about one f1 pairing for the rest of your life who are you choosing?

Please send this to 10 (or more!) other F1 tumblr users that you love and want to get to know better 🫶💜

Ok, I’m finally answering these! Thank you Jo, @kolyarostov and @underatedwords for sending me this ask ❤️

Name (or what you want to be called on tumblr)

Diana, DD or Didi, D or Di… You can call me wherever want!

Where are you from? Where do you live?

A city near Lisbon.

Any pets?

I don’t have any, but my sister has 2 adorable cats: Marta (a girl) and Joca (a boy).

Favorite driver(s) currently on the grid, and why?

Carlos - his humour, work ethic, brain, talent…

Lando - his humour (I love his humour so much), talent, humbleness…

Lewis - 🐐 and everything he represents and defends

Favorite driver(s) not currently on the grid and why?

Seb - everyone is a Seb fan. Even if they say they're not, they are Seb fans

Kimi - I LOVE HIS IDGAF PERSONALITY

Favorite romantic driver pairing(s) (e.g. Maxiel, Carlando)

Carlando (what a surprise).

Driver you're most attracted to physically

Carlos (what a surprise x2), Lewis, Kevin, Daniel. Lando I still don’t know if I’m attracted to him or I just want to protect him from everything. I think he’s beautiful though, GORGEOUS.

Driver whose personality you like best

Carlos, Lando, Kimi, Lewis, Oscar, Alex.

Favorite driver friendship(s)

Carlos/Lando, Carlos/Lewis, Carlos/Charles (their challenges are such a serotonin boost), Carlos/Fernando, Lando/Max, Lando/George/Alex, Lando/Oscar, Lando/Daniel, Lando/Fernando, Lewis/Seb, Lewis/Val, Lewis/Lando. Ok, basically it’s almost Carlos/Everyone, Lando/Everyone and Lewis/Everyone.

Favorite team principal

I really don’t know, I don’t know them well. I liked Fred and Guenther just because they were funny, but now I don’t know. Andrea seems a great guy. Vowles as well. And I think Toto is hot [hides].

Favorite team

I’m more a driver person, but I think I lean more towards Ferrari 🙈 It’s the Italian passion, culture… I love Italy. But I also like McLaren, they look like a family and it’s wonderful to see.

Least favorite team, if any

Hmmm, maybe Red Bull…

Driver(s) you dislike, if any

Drivers that I’m a bit meh about: Nico, Sergio, Max.

If you're a fic writer: if you could only write about one f1 pairing for the rest of your life who are you choosing?

I’ve only published a fic (in Portuguese), am I a fic writer? 😂 Ok, but I would totally choose…. 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁 CARLANDO (what a surprise x3).

[legolasghosty]

also from your additions because they're fun: to protect an actual partner who doesn't want the attention for pairing of your choice! :D

Heheh yes of course! Thanks for the ask!!!!

"Alex, over here!"

"Luke, is it true your next single is due soon?"

"Julie, who are you wearing tonight?"

"Reggie, Alex, is it true you two are dating?"

Reggie blinks, still unused to all the flashing lights of the cameras on red carpets. But that last question at least needed to be answered, for all of their sakes.

"Yep," he says, grabbing Alex's hand and relaxing when his best friend squeezes his. "Two years last month."

"Why all the secrecy?" another reporter asks, pointing a mic at them.

"We weren't really in the market for attention," Alex answers, the lie flowing smoothly to anyone who didn't know him. "And potential backlash over us being in a queer relationship is always a concern."

Reggie lets go of Alex's hand to wrap his arm around his waist instead. Nothing he hasn't done a million times, it's just usually not like this. It feels easy though, because it's Alex. They're best friends and they both know what's going on, even if the public doesn't.

"Plus, I wanted to keep him to myself," he says, leaning over to peck Alex on the cheek.

"Shut up," Alex protests playfully.

"So why come out now?" someone else demands.

Geez, Reggie thinks, why do so many people seem to think their entitled to knowledge of their personal lives just because the band is famous?

"Eh we figured it was time," he offers, just like they planned. "Lots of people already knew, so it's not a big deal."

"Guys, band picture!" Julie calls from a few steps further down the carpet.

Reggie hides his sigh of relief with a wide grin and a wink for the cameras before he and Alex join her and Luke for more photos. Sure, being more openly affectionate with Alex is fun, but it's still lying to call him his boyfriend. He sends a mental sorry to his partner back at their apartment. It's not necessary of course, both his and Alex's partners are on board with this. But still.

Once they make it inside the movie theater, Luke manages to get them all away from the crowd and into a large, family restroom.

"Everyone okay?" Julie checks as soon as the door is locked behind them.

Reggie lets himself relax against Luke's side. Thank goodness for his qpps. "Yeah, I think so," he says. "I feel like I should send a million sorry texts though."

"Agreed," Alex responds, sitting down on the floor and tapping out a steady rhythm on the tiled floor. "I know it was Willie's idea and everything, but it still feels weird."

Luke shrugs. "Makes sense to me. Pretty sure it'd kill me to have to lie about my relationships in front of that many people. You guys are brave."

"Well it keeps him safe," Reggie says instinctively. "This is sort of the best we got for everybody at the moment."

"You guys are going to have so much fun defacing the gossip magazines tomorrow," Julie adds, grinning.

"I think they were talking about going on a shopping spree for glitter pens while we're here," Alex agrees.

Reggie laughs. That sure sounds like their partners. "Well I guess we better get some good stuff out to make fun of then," he decides, standing up and straightening his suit jacket.

"And, you know, hear our song in a movie," Alex snarks, taking the hand Julie offers him to stand up.

Luke cheers. "Let's go!"

Reggie grabs Alex's hand and they all sneak back out into the lobby. The crowd surrounds them and Reggie definitely spots a few phone cameras pointed at them. But hey, this is the goal, right? Keep everyone from asking questions about their love lives and protect their real significant others from all the publicity garbage. So they might as well have some fun with it.

"We should do that whole crossing arms and drinking champagne thing later," he whispers to Alex as they find their seats in the movie theater.

"You'd better not spill any one me then," Alex teases. "I kinda like this jacket."

"Awww, but it would look so much better on Willie's floor," Reggie retorts.

"Wow, that is truly an awful line," Alex groans, laughing. "And I actually hang up my suit jackets, unlike someone I know."

"Sue me for having other priorities when I get home." Reggie wiggles his eyebrows just as the flash of a camera goes off right behind them.

Alex rolls his eyes at the brightness, but then the director comes onstage to introduce the film and the theater erupts into cheers. Movie time!

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"Wow, have you read this one yet?"

Reggie looks up from where he's been drawing little mustaches on him and Alex in People. His partner is holding up another gossip magazine, folded open to an article apparently about their 'relationship'. Reggie has to admit he's a bit distracted by the way his boyfriend's dark hair falls around his face and the fact that he isn't wearing a shirt at the moment.

"Earth to Reggie?" Bobby says with a smirk, waving the papers at him. "You have got to read this one, it's a compilation of your guys' cutest moments."

"Oh no," Reggie laughs, wriggling across their bed to take it. "Ten bucks says they put that Instagram post from last summer in the top 3."

"I mean, it was a pretty cute picture," Bobby agrees, snagging some more glossy pages from the stack Willie left outside their room this morning. "Hard to top last night though."

"We are pretty cute," Reggie says, nodding in an attempt to look serious. "Not as cute as you though."

"Awww, you flatter me," Bobby responds, clapping a hand to his chest. He flops down onto his back and flips through the pages to find the next article about 'Ralex', as they have been dubbed.

"Hey, it's kinda hard to top a solid 10," Reggie continues, setting his magazine aside to roll on top of his partner. "Like come on, Alex and I are cute, but have you looked in a mirror lately?"

"Flirt," Bobby retorts, one hand finding the back of Reggie's neck to pull him down into a kiss.

Reggie grins into it, sliding his hands into Bobby's hair as he nips at his bottom lip. Fake dating Alex is great, but he'll take real dating Bobby over that any day. And if doing them together keeps everyone safe, then so be it. The gossip magazines are pretty entertaining at least.