#but maybe if people pester me? 👀

[natailiatulls07]

The golden trio Pt 6

Lando Norris x female!reader

Carlos Sainz x female!reader

Max Verstappen & Female!reader & Charles Leclerc

Summary - Being bestfriends with two famous formula one drivers is never easy, but what will happen when you get involved with yet another formula one driver??

Warning - swearing, crying

A/n - 😌😋

The golden trio

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Twitter

username It’s been five days since Lando was caught kissing that other chick and Y/n hasn’t posted ANYTHING!!

username He has sooooo fucked up mate it’s unbelievable and by the looks of it he hasn’t done anything to apologise yet 😖

username You know I don’t think anyone has seen her leave the apartment building either, like we know Max and Charles are around but they haven’t be looking all that happy

username Yeah cause someone who is practically their little sister has been hurt time and time again!! What do you expect?

f1gossip

Spotted: Y/n L/n leaving her apartment complex with both of her roommates, Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc.

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username Lando fucking Norris you are a fucking idiot 😒

username Oh mate, she looks devastated

username She can’t get a break!!

username Did you guys see Max and Charles though?! They were so annoyed

username I hope the chick is happy, she ruined a relationship 🙄

Max Fewtrell twitch live stream

Twitter

username Anybody watched Max Fewtrells twitch this evening?? Lando??

username You can tell he’s so guilty with himself!!

username Like he was so blunt!

username He had it coming, like you can’t go around kissing another girl whilst you’re in a relationship. It’s common sense.

Text (White: Reader) (Red: Carlos)

Hey, I heard about what happened with Lando I’m sorry

Yeah these things happen, it’s not your fault

Look I have a idea but you can back out if you want totally your choice

Ok?? Go on

So I’ve was thinking if we could date until Lando gets jealous

Oh right…

Please don’t feel like you have to do this tho

Sure I’ll do it, I don’t want to let him down easily

Perfect! So should we go on a date tomorrow night and make sure people see??

Yeah that’ll be a good idea, the gossip instagrams just love to post about me so it’ll spread fast

f1gossip

Spotted: Y/n L/n and Carlos Sainz, former McLaren teammate of Lando Norris, seen on what seems to be a date in Monte Carlo this evening. It has been a few days since Lando Norris, who seems to Y/n’s ex now, was seen kissing another girl.

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username Mr Norris what will you do now??

username She really said get even bitch 😚

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username Ooooo more gossip more gossip!!!

username Yk I would sell my kidney to see what is going on behind the closed doors 👀

username Y/n in her reputation era??

username Yk, Idk what to think??

Gossip Groupchat (White: Reader) (Blue: Max) (Red: Charles)

Hey Bee…

Yeah I’d everything ok?

No…

Um Lando is currently stood in our living room, pestering Charles on where you are…😬

Wtf!

Why? Ask him why he’s there!

Seen 2 minutes ago

Yk I don’t like the fact that it’s taking forever!

He is here to apologise, he feels horrible and I think he means it

Well tell him that I am busy and that he should consider this relationship done

Ok soooo he’s gone but

But…?

I don’t think he was very happy that you are completely blocking him out, more angry in my opinion

Look that’s his problem, you can’t go around kissing other girls whilst you’re in a relationship it’s common fucking sense

Ok, what time are you coming back tonight?

Around 9pm, Carlos has a flight in the morning

See you then Bee

Bye guys

Bye Bee

f1gossip

Since Y/n’s date this evening we have noticed that the former couple have both gone and unfollowed each other on instagram and other socials. Maybe the ship has really sailed away.

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username Oh Shit!

username So that really does mean…

username No I can’t do this, nope not today 😭

username True love? Yeah no that doesn’t exist

username What do we do now?!?! 😰

username Friends to Lovers to Enemies 🥺

yourusername

But now you’re on your knees while I’m wrapped up in his sheets 😚

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username MISS GIRL!!!

username Karma really is a bitch!

carlossainz55 ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

= yourusername 😋😋😋

username Lando you know this is about you!!!

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username Loving this whole thing!!!!!

username She moved onto a real man, not a little boy. Well deserved!

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[dairy-farmer]

So fun fact: I sometimes loose my hearing after a good orgasam. Actually it’s kinda all the time. I don’t know if this is normal or if anyone else gets this. It’s just always happened to me. The best way I can describe the actual hearing loss is likehigh pitch ringing and everything sounds muffled and far away. Kinda like in movies when there has been an explosion and the main character can’t hear anything for a bit. Except for we it can be like 5-20 minutes usually it it has occasionally been longer. It slowly comes back by its self, or sometimes comes back suddenly like when your ears pop after a plane ride.

Anyway it’s never really gotten me into too much trouble but I like to imagine Tim who loves to finger himself in his private bathroom in his office stumbling into a WE meeting completely deaf.

He doesn’t even have to be sleeping with someone. In fact it’s kinda better if Tim is a chronic masterbater pervert that gets of 10 times per day. He gets really good at finishing quickly and quietly. He gets back from patrol 10 minutes before everyone else and rubs one out right there while straddling his bike, no time to get in the shower. He gets 20min of peace and quiet while on a stake out. He sits on a gargoyle the right way and the seem of his suit rubs just right. He once finished just as the bell rang while waiting for Damian outside school in the pick up area. He was in his car and it had tinted windows so what’s the harm. He has and does make everyone turn on the subtitles for him during movie nights or when watching a tv show with his brothers because he sometimes will get himself off under the blankets or just right there on the couch if they are sitting in front of him.

He’s not even into like risky stuff or exhibitionism, he genuinely doesn’t want to get caught he just loves orgasams. His dream life is to stay in bed all day masterbating but he is so busy and doesn’t even have time to sleep so he just gets of when he can….and often. It’s about compromise he will just up a few hours of sleep but he refuses to have less then 3 orgasms a day. Hearing lost be damned, he can read people lips and he’s smart enough to understand a situation even without one of his senses.

Does his family notice that sometimes Tim is completely deaf? Yes and no. His brother just think he’s an idiot and probably daydreaming. Bruce however does notice and keeps asking to check his hearing. Tim keeps telling him his hearing is fine and that no he can’t check it.

It comes to a head when after months of pestering him, and then giving him a full lecture that turns into a fight. Because Tim doesn’t hear him say something vitally important out in the field or during a fight or something.

Tim lets him do a hearing test and Bruce is very confused when Tim’s hearing is perfectly fine.

…Maybe Bruce digs deeper and spies on Tim because he can’t let it go. Maybe he finds out just why little Timmy is sometimes totally deaf 🥰☺️

i can't say i've ever heard of that before but it definitely sounds possible! ears are weird because mine 'crackle' when i yawn.

but tim going temporarily deaf after masturbating 👀👀👀 presents so much potential. him losing his hearing because he can't not touch himself because he just loves the feeling so much. the way his insides buzz and clench the way his whole body feels warm and lax. he finally unclenches his jaw and his headaches go away and in exchange he just can't hear for a few minutes- it always comes back to so it's not a big enough deal to bring up. plus it saves him some of the embarrassment because in his family literally nothing stays secret, any shift or change in his medical file will be public knowledge. tim's even pretty sure dick and bruce have their notifications turned on for any changes to his file.

of course it ends up backfiring eventually because tim had decided to take a small "break" and ended up missing a cue in a fight he was dragged into. of course bruce doesn't let it go, he brings up past instances as proof of tim's waning hearing and it's not TECHNICALLY fully true so of course tim argues back!

in the end tim is forced to take a hearing test and much to bruce's surprise he passes!!

and tim thinks that must be the end, bruce got his answers even if they weren't what he wanted.

...but tim does not consider just how INTENT bruce can be when he smells a mystery.

so bruce spies like he usually does, is surprised by just how much time time spends masturbating and the places he does it in (as well as his almost commendable efficiency?). and after hearing tim through a bug finish in his car and then exit to cross the street to enter a cofeeshop bruce...feels something when a driver loudly honks at tim but tim doesn't react at all.

he begins to suspect and then put it together until he gets his answer behind tim's mysterious deafness.

[frescoisnotinthemilitary]

Hi!! I really love your works.. can I request a fic? I was maybe hoping for Soap helping reader through caffeine withdrawal? 👀 I know it's a bit specific, but I find it really endearing ☹️☹️

P.S. I love Amelia!! Such a neat OC. 🫶🫶

What’s In A Drink? Caffeine, Apparently.

A John “Soap” MacTavish x Reader fic

A/N: Thank you, Anon! 

I’ve been wanting to write something for Soap for a bit, but I couldn’t really think of anything I might want to do. I’m going to make this two parts, just to give you all something to nibble on while I work on the other things. Thank you to my readers for the brainworms and all the support! I’m sorry that this part is so short :/

This one’s a little heavy on the content warnings only because addiction is a sensitive topic, and I get that it’s hard for some people. That being said, it’s entirely understandable if you don’t want to read this. Feel free to keep scrolling. 

CW/TW: slight angst, discussions and symptoms of addiction/withdrawal, depressive and self-deprecating behavior, swearing, implied self-starvation

18+ only please, MDNI (I can’t control your content consumption, but if you’re underage, don’t interact). As much as I appreciate the support, I don’t want to block people.

Reader: GN Reader, You/Your PNs, use of R/N

“C’mon, ye’ve gottae eat.” It’s the same familiar brogue that you love-hate. Johnny. 

“I can’t,” you say, picking your head off your arms. The all-too-familiar prickle of irritation scratches at the back of your skull. “My appetite is nonexistent.”

“At least try, please. It’s no’ good to starve yerself,” Johnny pleads.

The prickle starts to feel more like cactus spines with every passing second. “I said I’m not hungry, John.” John. You never call him John. “Just back off.”

But of course, Johnny’s persistence remains. He steels himself for the rest of the harsh words that are sure to spill from your lips. “Look, ye dinnae need to be cunty. I’m only tryin’ tae help ye. It’s better tae eat proper food than chug an energy drink. And ye ken we’re using vacation days for this.”

Your head falls back down to rest on your forearm, your other hand fidgeting with the ties of your sweatshirt’s hood. You’re staring at the ground beneath the table, between your socked feet. “I didn’t ask for your help, Johnny. You just kind of inserted yourself into my business, now you’re wasting your vacation days making sure I get out of bed and eat more than half a bowl of cereal. I didn’t ask you to.”

“Look, I ken,” Johnny sighs. “I ken ye dinnae want me around, but I want tae help ye feel better. I ken it’s hard, but it’s easier tae do it now than tae deal wit’ it on a mission when ye cannae have a Monster. Not tae mention, they’re shite for yer health; the taurine in those things, Jesus.”

“Alright, Johnny, I get it. Just back off,” you grumble, pushing your chair from the table as you stand. “I don’t need your help. Just leave me alone.”

Johnny looks at you softly, almost sadly, as you turn and walk towards your room. “Love, I didnae mean to pester ye, I only want ye better.���

“Why, you can’t deal with me like this?” You spit. 

He’s shocked, taken aback, but he still tries to fix it. “No, I didnae mean it like that, I swear. I only meant-”

“It doesn’t matter what you meant. I don’t care. Might just be better if we broke up, seeing as you don’t want to put up with me anymore.”

“What? No, R/N, I didnae say that! I dinnae want tae throw us away over a little misunderstanding. I love ye, and I want tae marry ye one day. I-” He cut himself off. 

“Look, I don’t care, okay? I mean- wait, what did you say? You want to marry me?”

I'm cutting this here (for the cliffhanger hehe). I'll probably have the other half out for y'all in a few days. I've been extra busy lately and haven't found much time to work on the fics, but I'm trying when I can. Thank you all for being so patient and supporting me!

P.S. I'll upload this to Ao3 later. I'm a bit short on time at the moment.

[kazumiwrites-fanfiction]

Everybody Wanna Take Her Heart Away

REQUEST: Hi hiii~ First off, a happy birthday to you! 🥳🎂 Wishing lots of happiness in life 💖 I've read some of your works and I really like your writing style! I saw your Mostro Lounge event and it took me a while to decide (because there's so many options that are sooo good; I'm indecisive haha) but I finally chose one! So I'm wondering if I could request F!Reader x Azul with the song "Steal My Girl" from the Azul to You playlist you made? I was thinking about a scenario where someone keeps pestering F!Reader to go out on a date with them (even if she already said no) and then Azul saves the day! Swooping in, holding you close by the waist, declaring "find another 'cause she belongs to me" (you get the reference 👀 haha) But I understand you already have a general idea for each so no worries~ Also, I'm sorry if this was long hahaha Again, happy birthday! Sending you cakes!! 🎂🎂🎂 Thank youuuu! ✨❤️ - @escha-evenstar

SUMMARY: Azul doesn't like how other people flirt with you. WORD COUNT: ~600

WARNINGS: Ace flirting(??) with you and making you uncomfortable, Ace does not get any hints, Azul is protective and a bit too jealous maybe?? Azul also maybe be a bit ooc. A/N: Okay so I'm not really comfortable with writing an explicitly female reader (it gives me gender dysphoria) so I did make this more neutral - however, I did try to make it as fem as I could, but I'm sorry if it's not specifically what you wanted! I love how I started writing this a month after your request, life's been hectic and I keep making rp blogs (to procrastinate on my homework). Someone needs to stop me. (I also started playing JP Twisted Wonderland too... I have a problem). I'm so sorry this is so late!! Thanks for the happy birthday wishes, I can't even believe I'm a year older now... Wow. For this event.

© kazumiwrites - All rights reserved; please do not steal, edit, copy, repost (etc) my work without my express permission.

Azul didn't like this.

There you were, sitting all pretty and gorgeous. And he didn't mind that - he loved seeing you.

The problem in question was with Ace.

The first year had been coming up to you what seemed like every day, asking you to go on a date.

And sure, Azul knew that you wouldn't agree - you weren't the type of person to do something like that - but that didn't mean that he wasn't jealous.

He knew that he didn't make your relationship that public. Sometimes holding hands, walking you to class… That was mostly it. Most of the Octavinelle students, as well as some of the second years, knew, but other than that? Hardly anyone.

And anyways, he didn't want you to get more attention than was necessary.

Maybe Ace didn't know, and that was why he was doing this… But surely Grim had told him. Unless Grim had a problem with him too…

He gritted his teeth as Ace sidled up to you again, a casual arm slipping around your shoulders. Though, a small smile crossed his lips as he saw you shake his arm off.

"C'mon, kantokusei. One date?" Ace nudged you gently, a grin on his face. "C'mon, I know you like me~"

Azul sighed softly, feeling a small pang in his chest. Perhaps Ace wasn't entirely wrong, and that was why you hadn't given him a hard no? Yes, he saw you push Ace away multiple times, tell him to stop… But obviously it hadn't been harsh enough to drive off Ace.

Still, a nagging feeling in him told him that perhaps you weren't able to be assertive enough to get Ace to listen. Maybe he should jump in…

Over the past couple of weeks, you had gradually grown uncomfortable around Ace. You viewed him as a friend - just that, nothing more and nothing less.

But he seemed to view you as something more. And that definitely made you feel less than friendly toward the first year.

Even as he tried to touch your arm again, you whacked his hand away. "Stop it, Ace."

"But-"

The orange-haired male was cut off as Azul walked up to the two of you, a casual arm wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer to him.

"What seems to be the matter?" Azul's voice, though polite, had a bit of an edge to it. His eyes were slightly narrowed, annoyance flashing in his gaze.

"Hey, I was just being friendly toward kantokusei, and teasing them a little bit-"

"That is definitely not the case, and both of us know it. Find another person because kantokusei-san belongs to me."

Azul's voice was cold - it was pretty clear that he was at his limit.

Ace seemed to back off after that, turning and walking away. You breathed a sigh of relief before you looked at Azul.

"Thank you for that," you said softly, moving to hug him tightly.

"Of course. It's my duty as your boyfriend." Azul was glad that you were happy - it seemed he had made the right call. He would have to make sure Jade and Floyd kept a closer eye on Ace… There was no telling how he could start harassing you again.

Still, as he held you close to him, he felt himself relax. Everything was fine - you were content, you were safe, and most of all? You were his.

As always, reblogs and comments are always appreciated! ♡ Send your thoughts grr

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[nickfowlerrr]

Hey girl! For by drabble request, it would be for pwyc!bucky with the #4 gift giving scenario, and Dialogues #5, #11, #17, and #21. Thanks!

thank you so much for sending this in! it did not go how i expected but hopefully you enjoy it 👀

gifts 🎄

pretty when you cry series masterlist

pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader

warnings: none? this blog is 18+ only.

words: 1.5k

notes: i hope you all enjoy - not sure how i’m feeling about this one 🫣. haven’t decided if this will be canon or not yet.. let me know what you guys think! also steve’s girl has a name now so there’s that lol

Driving back from Eva’s Christmas party, you were inspecting the white elephant gift you had chosen with a quirked brow as you sat in the passenger seat.

“Do people even use nutcrackers? Or are these things just for decoration?” you wondered aloud as you played with the little lever that moved the nutcracker’s mouth.

“I’m sure someone somewhere still uses them to crack nuts,” Bucky responded, mainly to humor you.

“Humph.”

“What?” he asked, stealing a glance at you as he drove.

“Nothing. It’s just.. This thing is kinda creepy, don’t you think?” you cringed.

“I wasn’t gonna mention it, but yeah,” he chuckled, “it is.”

“Would it be rude to regift it?”

“To who?”

“I don’t know.. Or maybe I could just drop it off at one of those donation places,” you mused.

“No, we should regift it,” Bucky smiled deviously. “I know exactly who to give it to.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing he was planning on gifting it as his Secret Santa gift to Sam. Steve’s girl, Rosalie, was like the real life embodiment of the Christmas Spirit. She had decked the shop out completely the moment she got the go ahead from Steve and managed to get everyone to agree to doing Secret Santa this year. Bucky had previously refused but after Rose wouldn’t stop pestering you to pester him, you finally just agreed on his behalf and sort of forced him into it. He was going to call Steve and get him to take his name out of the mix, but it didn’t take much bribing from you to get him to just go with it.

“You have to play by the rules, Buck,” you admonished.

“How am I breaking the rules?”

“You have to buy him something, something he’d actually like,”

“Who says I can’t give him two gifts?” he challenged. You didn’t respond to that with anything other than a scoff and another roll of your eyes.

“Are we still going shopping tomorrow?” he asked.

“If we must,” you groaned.

“I can’t believe the girl who forced me to decorate the house just weeks ago is the same girl who hates going Christmas shopping,” he taunted.

“Shopping is very different from decorating. Decorating includes pretty lights and soft christmas music and cookies and cocoa and a soft ambiance in the comfort and privacy of your own home. Shopping includes big crowds, dumb people who don’t know how to walk properly in public, loud music, and those annoying perfume samplers who are like everywhere all at once,” you complained, already not looking forward to tomorrow. “I hate Christmas shopping,” you grumble.

“I love Christmas shopping,” he said.

“You love shopping, period. And if you keep buying everything you see, I’m not gonna have anything to give you.”

“You don’t have to get me anything, sweetheart. You are my gift,”

“Always so sappy,” you teased. “Plus, you can’t say that when you’ve already crowded the space beneath the tree full of gifts for me,” you sighed. Bucky put his hand on your knee, squeezing you lightly.

“If I’m being honest, half of them are for me,” he smirked, moving his hand to slide further up your dress and along your thigh. You moved his hand back to your knee, giving him a side eye.

“We’re like five minutes away - you think you can manage keeping your hands to yourself until we get home?” you asked, almost condescendingly.

“I’ve been working all night to keep ‘em to myself, angel. I don’t know how much longer I can last,” he simpered as you watched the speedometer tick up to 75.

“Well let’s try for five and we’ll see how things go from there,” you replied with a light smirk.

“I think you and I both know how things are gonna go,” he grinned.

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A week later and Christmas Eve finally arrived and you found yourself at the shop, surrounded by many familiar faces. As you were talking with Loki, Rosalie began ringing a little christmas bell to get everyone’s attention.

“Secret Santa time!,” her melodic voice sang from across the room.

“This should be entertaining,” Loki mused before he moved to join the growing circle Rose had organized.

You were a little worried about the gift you had gotten Wanda, but there wasn’t anything you could do now but hoped she liked it. As you approached the group, you took your seat next to Bucky, whose arm was already around it, as he spoke to Steve who was sitting on the other side of him.

After giving her little speech, Rosalie started off the gift exchange by handing her gift to Thor. Thor welcomed her gift readily and handed his gift to Yelena. Yelena had Steve, Steve had Clint, Clint had Loki, Loki had Kate, and so on and so on until it was Peter’s turn to give his gift to Bucky. Then it went from Bucky to Sam to Scott, who handed his gift to you with a smile. When everybody finally had their gift, Rosalie instructed everyone to open them.

Peter had gifted Bucky a nice set of whiskey glasses with an expensive bottle of whiskey to go with them.

You unwrapped your gift carefully as Scott looked on, looking more excited to watch you open it than he was to open his. Under the wrapping paper you found a gift set from your favorite beauty brand and a box of assorted See’s candies under it.

“This is perfect, Scott,” you smiled sincerely, getting up to hug him as you spoke. “Thank you so much!”

“I knew you’d like it! I mean, it was what you wrote on your paper, so duh, but still. I’m - I’m glad you like it,” he smiled his signature smile.

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The party continued well past midnight and you and Bucky got home a little after two in the morning. As you tried to head upstairs to get ready for bed, Bucky stopped you and instead directed you to sit on the couch by the tree.

“I thought we were gonna do gifts in the morning,” you said skeptically as Bucky bent down to search through the abundance of gifts sitting under the tree.

“It technically is morning,” he pointed out. “I want to give you your main gift right now.”

“Well, wait. I want to give you yours first,” you argued. You knew you were going to be shown up gift wise either way, but you figured you’d feel less bad if he opened his first.

“Doll -,”

“Please,” you said softly.

“Okay,” he conceded.

You got to your knees and looked for the box that held his ‘biggest’ gift.

He looked a little skeptical at the long thin box you handed him, but opened it anyway.

You were holding your breath as you watched him, still not sure how you even felt about it.

He opened it then looked up from the box, almost stunned, watching like he was waiting for you to say sike.

You just nervously bit your lip before looking down at the box yourself.

“Tickets,” he said. You nodded slowly.

“You know my sister lives here,” he said as he gestured to the plane tickets you had printed out.

“Yeah.. I, uh, I figured..if you still wanted us to meet, we could g-” your trepidatious explanation was interrupted by Bucky’s lips crashing into yours as he grabbed hold of your face.

“This is the best gift you could’ve given me,” he smiled. “You’ve really made my Christmas this year.”

You didn’t say anything, still fighting your anxiety at the thought of meeting anyone from Bucky’s family, and instead forced a smile. You knew he could feel your nerves, but he didn’t call you out on it. He took your hands in his and squeezed gently, leaning his head against yours for a moment before he pulled away and went back to looking for your gift.

He pulled out a small wrapped box and turned to you as you both sat kneeling in front of one another. He gently pushed you back so you were sitting completely on your heels. Your name leaving his lips, the first time in a while he’d actually used it, immediately had your undivided attention.

“Sweetheart. You know I love you. You know you’re my everything, and you know I’d do anything for you. You’re my soulmate, nothing could ever change that. We belong together. You’re mine,” he emphasized as he gently caressed your cheek. “Forever.” He pulled away only slightly to open the little box he held in his hand. You felt like you couldn’t breath as you stared at it, just blinking while he snapped open the lid. Suddenly, with the smallest movement of his hand, gleaming right at you was the most stunning diamond ring you’d ever seen. “You and I both know that. But I wanna make sure everybody else does, too.”

There was silence between you as you continued staring in shock at the ring he held. “Whadaya say, pretty girl?” he asked, finally getting you to break away from the ring and meet his eye again with the gentle nudge of his fingers along your chin, all the while you were trying to gain control of your breathing. “Marry me?”

[dedicatednotobsessed]

“Anonymous said:

hii, I thought I’d make a request hehe. since I loved the modern Aemond fic, maybe we could get another modern Aemond x Fem reader? 👀

I was thinking of academic rivals in college. People think u both hate each other due to being competitive in academics, but they don’t know that the two of u are secretly dating. hMM I guess at first u guys hate each other, but one day at the library, the two of u bonded and slowly u fell in love with each other. then one day, the two of u got caught at a library making out or at his dorm while Aemond is sneaking u in and got a surprise visit from his siblings or friend, it’s up to you what idea pops into ur head haha :) which leads to them admitting their relationship.

Thank u 🥹”

Dear anon, I posted it prematurely (my brain is on tired mode and accidentally pressed post instead of changing to save draft 😂) and it wouldn’t let me switch to save draft so I had to delete it but thankfully I took a screenshot of your prompt!! Hopefully you see this 💕 For more Aemond/Ewan + other HOTD characters/actors requests, submit it through my ask box 💚

Academic Love [Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader]

Other HOTD stories [requests open]

Gif doesn’t belong to me 💚

Summary: It has been well known throughout the halls of Westeros’ most prestigious college in Kings Landing, that you and Aemond Targaryen had been rivals for the top spot in your year. You see him constantly in the library and he pesters you to try and distract you until one day you finally give in to his annoyance. That annoyance however eventually leads to something more but, you have to keep up appearances around campus….

You chewed lightly on the end of your pencil, your mind zoning in and out as your eyes scanned over the same page for what felt as though it was the third time. Your mind was wandering and it was not on the history of how Westeros came to be. Your eyes kept flickering across the room to watch the long silver haired boy who only had one eye; the supposed story on how he lost his left eye was his nephew accidentally took it out when he was ten years old. 

You could not believe that the night before you had done the one thing you swore you would never do: you had slept with that long haired silver boy, also known as Aemond Targaryen. He was the second youngest son to the Dean, Viserys Targaryen although it seemed as though his wife ran the school. 

The Iron College was the most prestigious college across all of Westeros, the best of the best getting in. The mascot was a red three headed dragon, the words being Fire and Blood. You thought it was a bit cheesy, but you were just thankful you got in. The process to getting in was a lengthy and tiresome one. 

You clenched your jaw feeling a warm hand on your exposed thigh and slapped at the hand, narrowing your eyes at Aemond as he laughed. 

“You act as though you hate me,” He taunted a bit.

You rolled your eyes and took a deep breath, looking back down at the book in front of you while glaring at it. “What we did was a mistake.”

Aemond smirked lightly as he placed his hand back on your thigh, rubbing it lightly. “Really? Because last night it seemed you were enjoying yourself,” He whispered, leaning close to you.

You suddenly stood up when his hand reached a little too close and you scoffed. You collected your books while stuffing them in your bag. “I do not seem like your type anyway,” You mumbled.

“And how do you know what my type is?” Aemond questioned with a raised brow.

“Well, I heard that you and the rest of your bloodline preferred each other. Is your brother not married to your sister? I am sure you love to fuck her,” You spat.

Aemond laughed a bit, looking over your figure. He couldn’t help but have his eye linger on your dark green mini skirt. You glanced behind you and narrowed your eyes while trying to fix your ridden skirt.

“Fucking pervert,” You mumbled, clutching a book to your chest as you made your exit. 

You sighed, looking down at your feet while you made your way down the crowded hall. Your mind kept wandering to the night before. The way Aemond touched you, it made you feel alive. He knew all the right places to cause you to moan and scream out your name. 

You jumped and yelped feeling someone pinch your bottom and turned around, slapping the boy without a second thought. “What the fuck, Targaryen!” You shouted with narrowed eyes.

Aemond laughed, stepping back a bit. His cheek was red but he had a proud smirk on his lips. “I was just having a little fun, Y/N.”

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You had your head in your hands, feeling as though you just got hit by a truck. You failed your first test ever, but you didn’t blame yourself. You blamed Aemond being a horrible distraction.

You grumbled hearing the chair scraping across the wooden floor, not even lifting your head when you heard the book fall onto the table.

“Y/N,” You heard the familiar voice, a hand lightly coming down onto his shoulder.

You lifted your head, frowning at Aemond. “What do you want?” You grumbled while sitting up.

“I heard you failed the test.”

You laughed a bit. “So, you’ve come to gloat?” You asked with a raised brow. 

Aemond rubbed the back of his neck. “I just wanted to see if I could help you study.”

You looked over him before sighing softly. “Fine,” You mumbled, running a hand through your hair. “But I would know if you give me false information.”

Aemond chuckled with a small smirk. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

It had been a few months since you’ve slept with Aemond and you have had quite a few so-called tutoring sessions since he has helped you with the last test. The first time you slept with him, it was a drunken mistake; your friend Alys Rivers taking you to the bar near campus. That was the last time you were ever going to listen to her...although listening to her led you to have a boyfriend. 

You hummed lightly as you walked through the library, your usual makeout spot with Aemond. The two of you kept your relationship hidden, knowing if it got out, people would definitely make fun of the two of you. You knew especially Aemond’s older brother would tease him and spread rumors.

You had a slight sway to your hips, wearing the mini green skirt that Aemond was wearing and a black blouse to compliment it. You glanced around before a small squeak passed your lips feeling arms wrap around you and looked up to see your boyfriend. 

“What happened to being secretive?” You hissed as you laughed with him.

Aemond smirked while pulling back. “I like scaring you,” He teased, crossing his arms. 

You glanced around letting out a sigh but you still had a smile on your lips. You were thankful that the library was mainly empty apart from a few people who were too concentrated on the computers or books.

 “Are you ready for another tutoring session?” You purred a bit suggestively while tilting your head.

Aemond glanced around with furrowed brows. “I was thinking we could move our study sessions to somewhere else.”

“Oh, really?” You raised a brow. “Where were you thinking?”

Aemond had a mischievous smirk on his lips as he took your hand. “Let me just show you.”

“Aemond, where are we going?”

Aemond held onto your hand tight, glancing down the hallway of the boys dormitories. He held a finger to his lips and you tried to suppress a giggle. You have never seen this side of Aemond. Ever since the two of you got together, he seemed to be a different person. As though he only showed this side to a select few.

The two of you made it to his dormitory, Aemond knocking on the door and opening it after a moment. “Good, that shit isn’t here right now.”

He pulled you in and quickly closed the door behind you. He did not hesitate to kiss you, smiling as you hungrily returned his kiss. You pulled him close by the back of the neck, deepening the kiss a bit while he slowly backed you towards the bed and letting out a laugh when you fell back. 

You smirked up at him while helping him take his shirt off, pulling him down for another kiss. You tangled your fingers in his hair, feeling him unbutton your blouse. You shrugged it off while not breaking the kiss although you jumped hearing a loud knock against the wall.

You and Aemond turned to see Aegon standing at the doorway with a smug smirk on his lips. “What are you doing in here!” Aemond shouted, his body staying over yours so you could have some modesty being in your skirt and bra.

“Well....” Aegon began, looking around. “This is also my room and the door was unlocked. I’m so proud that you finally got it wet though, baby brother,” He teased with a small smirk and laughed when a pillow was thrown at him. “But you really need to learn how to use a knock.”

Aemond groaned as he leaned down, nuzzling into your neck when Aegon left. He left light kisses on your neck. “I’m sorry about him.”

You smiled and lightly placed a hand on Aemond’s chest. “Let’s not have him spoil the moment,” You whispered pulling him in for another kiss.

“Oh, YN! If you are ever dissatisfied with--” Aegon began opening the door once more.

“Get out!” You shouted throwing another pillow at the closed door, Aegon’s laugh being heard on the other side. You laid back on the pillow, looking up at your boyfriend with a sigh. “I blame you.”

Aemond chuckled while sitting up and kissing your cheek lightly. “We’ll continue this later.”

You smirked lightly and poked his bare chest. “Good,” You said before leaning over and kissing him quickly. 

You were surprised to fall for Aemond hard and fast, but he seemed different when he was around you. You actually enjoyed his company and the study sessions were not that bad either. You learned to not judge him too harshly and vice versa. The two of you wanted to be the best in the entire college, but perhaps, you could be the best together.

[wordbunch]

better company (Sam x reader)

a/n: whoever requested a jealous/angry Sam.. I salute you! I had lots of fun while writing this, and I hopeee it lived up to your expectations and wishes 😁 let me know how you liked it, and consider reblogging if you enjoyed it, so more people can see it! 💖 sending love ✨

summary: drama happens at Bilbo's birthday party 👀

The most awaited party of the year - Bilbo Baggins’ 111th birthday - was happening at last! Along with any other respected hobbit in the Shire, you were, of course, invited, wearing your best clothes and ready for a night of dancing, drinking, listening to stories and legends and, hopefully, watching Gandalf’s magical fireworks. The night was warm and there was a sense of magic in the air, with everyone in a joyful mood it seemed that anything could happen. And many memorable things did, indeed, happen, but one of them you weren’t expecting in the least (but maybe, you had been hoping for such an outcome, in the deepest corners of your heart).

The atmosphere was positively chaotic, especially after everyone had a couple of drinks - the music was getting louder, the dancing was becoming more passionate (albeit a bit less coordinated), some couples already started disappearing behind trees to share kisses in secret, but you were growing a bit too tired to join in, instead opting for watching from the sidelines for a little while. The more you watched, the more entertained you were, but every now and then your eyes would wander towards a certain curly gardener with rosy cheeks who was sitting not too far away from you, seemingly busy with a pint of ale as a dark-haired hobbit, whom you recognized to be Bilbo’s nephew, went on talking to him about something. You were unsure whether it was the merry atmosphere and the heat getting to your head, but you could swear he smiled a couple times when your eyes met. Touching a hand to your cheek, you sheepishly noticed that it seemed a bit warmer than usual. Your little moment was interrupted when two, obviously already tipsy, hobbits you didn’t even know came up to you, talking over each other and interrupting one another loudly.

“Why is a pretty lady like yourself-”

“You want some company-”

“Sitting here all alone?”

“To go dancing with?”

You looked back and forth between the two in mild shock, wondering whether you’d looked bored and lonely - you certainly weren’t feeling like that.

“I would prefer to just stay here, thank you,” you awkwardly laughed, fidgeting with the hems of your sleeves.

“C’mon, not even one dance?” one of them inquired again.

“I’m alright this way,” you shrugged, starting to feel uneasy. As if on instinct, your eyes searched for Sam, the friendly face that had been sitting nearest to you just a few moments ago, but to your disappointment you didn’t see him in his spot anymore. One of the hobbits that have been pestering you audaciously reached for your hand, and you were just about to yell in annoyance, when he was slightly pulled back from behind, and then his friend took a step back too. To your great delight and relief, you spotted a head of honey blond curly hair behind the two that harassed you - Samwise Gamgee was the hero of your evening.

“I think she told you that she didn’t want to go dancing,” you heard him saying with an unusually stern edge to his soft voice. “I don’t understand how I could hear her from further away, yet you didn’t notice her rejecting you to your face.”

Your mouth opened slightly in a mix of surprise and amusement, but you quickly covered it and blushed. Many other party attendees were certainly watching the scene now, and you didn’t want to make it even more awkward by showing your crush so openly.

The hobbit that Sam was dealing with muttered something and then scurried away together with his friend, leaving a frowning Sam with a clenched fist. “Yeah, you’d better go now.” His lips were pressed in a thin line, and his eyebrows were in a deep frown, and you swore he looked like he was ready to fight anyone at that moment. You couldn’t really believe your eyes, but that night had already proved crazy and unpredictable. 

“He didn’t bother you too long, did he?” Sam’s eyes finally landed on you and his facial expression immediately softened, having looked you up and down and seeing that you were unharmed. 

“He’d barely just started when you saved me,” you waved a hand dismissively with a little smile spreading on your face, “but I appreciate it regardless.”

“‘twas the least I could do. Anyone would have done the same in my position, probably.” Sam met your eyes for a moment and then looked down, suddenly shy again, and he cautiously sat down on the bench next to you.

“But nobody else did anything,” you nudged him softly, making him look up and smile. “You were my hero tonight.”

“That’s too big of a word to use, Miss [Y/N],” he smiled a bit.

“Just [Y/N] is perfectly alright,” you reassured him with a brief squeeze on his arm. “I believe I owe you a drink, for your kindness.” You started to get up, but he gently pulled you down and you fought the urge to grin like a fool. In your peripheral vision you noticed Frodo sitting and watching everything play out with the expression of utter delight and amusement painted on his features.

“No need, but thank you anyway,” Sam explained when your attention fell back on him. “I’ve had quite enough for tonight, but I was hoping that-” he started and fell silent, one hand going to rub the back of his head as you eyed him curiously.

“I was hoping to sit with you for a little bit but, um, those two,” he gestured quickly with his head in the direction in which he imagined the two annoying hobbits had gone after his intervention, “surely bothered you enough, and you wish to be left in peace.” He finished the sentence quickly, with almost a questioning tone, daring to hope a little bit that he was wrong, and that you’d rather spend the rest of the party with him, instead of by yourself. And his hope wasn’t for nothing - he immediately noticed how your lips widened in a warm, genuine smile, and how your eyes seemed to sparkle.

“Actually, I would love to spend some time with you,” you confessed enthusiastically, making Sam almost fall off the bench in surprise. “By far, you are a more pleasant company than they could ever hope to be.”

Sam was speechless. Half the night Frodo was encouraging him to go up to you and talk, having noticed the lovesick glances the two of you had exchanged, but at last, fate had orchestrated a moment in which he could seize your attention. 

“W-would you maybe like to share a dance?” he wondered quietly, having gathered the courage to look you fully in the eyes (he thought about how they were glowing brighter than all of the party lights and fireworks combined)  and even take your hand in his. 

“I’d love nothing more.”

And off you went, hearing Frodo cheering loudly behind you, to spin around wildly to some happy tune. It was a long awaited party, and a very memorable one, indeed.

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[musubiki]

If Lime is getting attention from the local college girls do you think they’d be a lot more forward in asking him out in comparison to just a high school fan club of girls ogling at him? And if these girls have the balls to actually walk up to him and ask him out do you think he’d be more inclined to say yes? AND if he maybe did have a couple dates during time skip period maybe morbid curiosity kicks in and he wants to see jealous Mochi???👀👀👀

to be honest the girls that come at him are always a mix, which was true for their high school days as well!!! theres obviously a big shy chunk that (as expected) would go "no point, he probably has a girlfriend" or "im too terrified to ask him out lets just enjoy his beauty from afar," the normal intensity chunk of regular human beings that ask him once and when he says "ah, sorry im not really interested but i appreciate it," they let it go and dont ask again. and then theres the aggressive chunk he cant STAND which is the "i can convince him to hook up with me 😘😉" girls that try and straight up seduce him in the middle of the store.

the normal intensity chunk he respects a little more. because when he gives an answer they dont press. the aggressive chunk he HATES because he gives an answer and they dont respect it and keep attempting to lure him in. its these people that lime learned early on, its so much easier to use the strategy of "first response will be polite, anything after that i will be an asshole to them"

which throughout high school and very quickly through the post-timeskip earns him a bit of an asshole reputation because "wow i hear hes so mean to girls when he rejects them why is he like that???" but if you get to know him, he only reacts like that if you keep pestering him.

(he learned this in late middle school when he tried to keep being nice in his rejections, but being nice never got them to give up so eventually he figured out that being an absolute asshole turns most of them away)

NOW ON THE NOTE ABOUT HIM DATING OTHER GIRLS: he DID got on a few dates in between the timeskip when mochi wasnt around, and it was always with the normal intensity types who would at least respect his decisions. he did this as an attempt to get over mochi, but one or two dates in realized that yep this isnt working, and also its not fair to this poor girl because im still thinking about mochi and clearly i cant commit to her, so it would end pretty fast.

and when mochi DOES find this out (he tried to hide it from her hehe) its not exactly jealousy, but that horrible twisting sinking feeling you get in your stomach. she usually deals with this kind of emotion alone and doesnt tell anyone, and tries to sort it out in her head herself before coming to terms with it and finally asking lime about it. (lime can kinda tell though. and when he does find out shes feeling like this, post-timeskip lime is a little better at not denying his feelings and isnt bad at making her feel better)

BUT IN THE EVENT OF THEM FIGHTING?????? yeah if he was mad enough he would 1000% go out with one of these girls out of spite just to upset her. in these cases though mochis emotional state is a bit better because its the (oh hes doing this to piss me off then), and not (he genuinely wants to be romantically involved with someone else)

[spaceratprodigy]

Let's hear about that Pride & Prejudice AU bestie 💖🧡

Anyone that's known me for a long time knows that no matter what, I will find a way to make a Pride & Prejudice AU with OCs 😤

This particular iteration is my favorite tho! This time around we have crafted a P&P AU focused on Faith and Rhea ( @captastra ) meeting and falling in love with Max and Felix 👀

I have admittedly been very slow getting around to it, but it has genuinely been one of the biggest things I have been wanting to work on for months. But, you know how it is, not having the time to dedicate to this project was a big factor and it's probably gonna be even longer until I get to it now that I'm moving out and have to get a new desk and set up my workspace.

And, truthfully, I am very very excited about this one and I really want to take my time and put the love into it!! It is 100% absolutely one of the highest things on my to-do list and it's never stopped rotating in my brain.

ANYWAY ON TO WHAT I HAVE PLANNED

Sooooo, I have 4 small illustrations so far that I really want to make :]

Nothing super massive and extravagant right now, just a set I haven't been able to get out of my mind regarding different interactions!

The more fleshed out concepts I have are for a Faith and Rhea interaction and a Max and Felix interaction. Both separate but meant to mirror each other!

For Faith and Rhea I was thinking about them late at night, soft lighting, maybe they're laying in bed together, but they're very excitedly talking about the lads they met and how dashing they are and what the interactions they had with them were like and whether or not some feelings had been sparked, etc etc.

For Max and Felix, the conversation is the same but about the gals! I have a vague idea of the setting I want to draw them in, but I haven't fully decided yet. I really like the idea of Felix head over heels for Rhea and asking Max for advice on how to approach her again. I feel like he just really doesn't want to mess this one up 🥺 I also like the idea of Felix pestering Max on his thoughts about Faith, and Max being very avoidant, not wanting to answer, but also not being able to hide that people noticed he couldn't take his eyes off of her 😌💅

The other two drawings I want to make are obviously some lil Faith/Max and Rhea/Felix illustrations 💖💕 but I haven't fully decided what I want to go with for those! I have a few ideas, but those I really want to discuss and plan out privately 🤭 definitely super excited to work on those!!

And let's be honest.. I kind of want to make even more with P&P AU, but small steps lmao don't want to overwhelm myself. It's always gonna be there to come back to! No promises that I'll dabble in trying to write out some things more eloquently, it's just so much easier for me to express my ideas through visuals! Plus I just really love drawing romance things 😩

There's so many interactions we can explore! But even more exciting! I want to explore different outfits for them because I mean c'mon they are all going to look SO darling!

I think I said so in private but I'm still bouncing back and forth between wanting a strict period setting or if I wanna be loosey goosey and incorporate some space themes to the designs and environments. Both just sound so very fun to me to get to work with.

Okay maybe I should stop now because I think I will just want to keep rambling about P&P AU things 😭

Anywayssss 💅 go show @captastra some love!! So wonderful, delightful, creative, and an absolutely brilliant writer 💖💕

Thank you for letting me incorporate Rhea and Felix into this AU, you already know how excited I am to bring them to life 🥰

[swordmaid]

did an ending of ascended astarion w vengeance shri’iia and I really do want to do a run for this esp with shri’iia bc the regression arc would be so fun to explore I think…! anyway I made her side with the emperor because she has no reason to free orpheus when she’s not in pursuit of her own free will anymore (and others to an extent) and it’s so interesting to me how she’s back to projecting a certain image of herself since she rejected that path of being her most genuine self and returned to how she was before. the comfort of familiarity turning into something so rotten and vile as the centuries pass bc she is forever going to be this static woman! quite literal a ghost of herself since she’s undead now and since - she’s back to disregarding her own self in pursuit of power - she’s given her body up to harleep too so now she doesn’t even belong to herself because her body is harleep’s and’s bound to astarion as creator/spawn. but her oath is reforged again, so her soul feels complete which is the only thing that matters to her - or so she thinks but in this scenario she saw what she could have had, and she’s aware that she can exist outside of her oath but she still clings on it … like that kind <- of conflict within the self so interesting to think about in this scenario bc would that turn to bitterness….or resentment….since the only reason why she’d decide to reclaim her oath again and devote herself to another person (astarion) is to have that sense of familiarity and comfort after being abandoned by ur own goddess and home. like it’s the easy way out definitely but what then?

anyway also so ! funny 👀 and interesting to me bc the high hall hag romance kiss variation was the one where he slaps her on the face and I’m just like ur really slapping her infront all these people!!!!!! and that is so canon to me now I think that’s the start of the Resentment. but then they’ll have their honeymoon phase which lasts for a handful of centuries but as opposed to good end hag romance who becomes this sort of wandering adventurers who travels the world together, bad end hags stay in baldur’s gate taking advantage of the city’s broken state to build astarion’s empire (which will be 👀! relevant much much much much later when shri’iia gone girls him) and they’re making themselves known to the patriars, establishing links and favours, all the saucy political intrigues that shri’iia was familiar with and similar to last time - she’s not a player in the game, only a pawn (and a pretty pawn that can be seen this time!). also like the idea that maybe in the first few centuries shri’iia asks if they can explore the world together bc there’s still a lot she hasn’t seen, and he’s like ok 👍 but never does it, and if she insists, he would tell her he’s too busy or distract her to make her stop asking or tell her straight up that she’s Pestering him which makes the resentment take root hehe. and it’s gonna be this vile rotting thing that’s slowly growing between them and it blooms when he decides to get a new beau because he’s so very bored of her sour face. all of my bad end hag romance hcs are like the opposite of the good end where they stick together bc they want to and they get closer bc they’re being the most genuine versions of themselves and not putting up a facade…!

[greypetrel]

Hello 💜✨ n.24 per tutti (o solo per chi vuoi)? 👀

Hullo! 💜✨

No no per tutti! :P It's interesting and it gives me the chance to think to so many new AUs... :P

Tis the prompt list

24. What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?

Alyra: She would have left Alistair a Warden, given him the command before Witch Hunt, and then followed Morrigan through the Eluvian. She would have been happy then: she loves politics, but fundamentally she doesn't care. She does care for Morrigan and Kieran tho. She would have stayed in contact with Alistair, of course... I don't think she would have forgiven the Inquisitor for leaving Alistair in the Fade, tho. Not after Tamlen. And after that, it would have been back to politics and move to unstabilize the Inquisition. She would have been to the Exalted Council instead of Teagan, and it would have probably lasted way less. No Leliana to talk her down.

Raina: Uhm, for her it's either ditching her responsibilities whatsoever, learning sooner rather than later that her family isn't her responsibility, she's a sister and not a mother for them... And left as she intended to before Malcolm died. I kinda picture her getting in contact with the Hero of Ferelden and becoming a companion, maybe? Or, leaving Kirkwall to the Arishok, supposing that Isabela didn't turn back and just... Sent the Book back via Thedas-Amazon. She would have actually tried with the Qun, just to discover she would have fitted VERY poorly in it. And then run from the city and live as a fugitive, most likely.

Garrett: Take his money after the Deep Roads, return to Ferelden and buy a farm in the countryside, in a place forgotten and isolated, and live as a hermit cultivating pumpkins. He would have been content, or that's what he would tell himself. "Raina will be better if she doesn't have me to worry about.". Except she would have not, remotely. I can picture Raina actually getting killed by the Arishok, Leandra's death would have destabilized her too much to actually pay attention to it. He'd feel horribly, horribly guilty and isolate himself all the more. No family of his own, picture him living as Heidi's grandfather.

Aisling: I'll leave the most obvious one with Radha and indulge in another what if here. Plan the Lavellan detouring to Soundermount during DA2. She would have been sent to town to investigate on Merrill as a favour for Merethari (the two met in Arlathven and got fairly along, they thought maybe Merrill would listen to Aisling). Except... Aisling actually listened to Merrill, agreed with her. And stopped in the city becoming another companion for Hawke. She would have been fairly happy there, befriended everyone (if not romanced, I laugh at the idea she would have gone pestering her way into Cullen's friendship anyway, somehow), got known as a herbalist, became Anders' therapist (he knocks at her door at 3am, gift her a kitten as an apology. She lives in a hut with 20 cats, by now). I think she would suggest Merrill to come with the Lavellans after game, or just decide to stay with Hawke if she's needed there, according to how much approval she'll have.

Radha: She would have not switched place with Aisling and travelled to the Conclave herself. She would have been a firmer Inquisitor, surely. Would have exiled the Wardens, let Celene die and keep Gaspard on the throne with Briala actually controlling him (and Leliana instructed to keep all her spies on de Chalons, and cut down every contact he has if he tries something against Briala). She wouldn't have trusted Morrigan for a moment, and drank from the Well herself. I think she would overall be way less popular Inquisitor than Aisling was amongst the people, but more palatable for nobles. She wouldn't have been happy, tho: She would be frustrated in a role of command and under so many eyes. She will adapt, but happy? Oh, no. Not at all, she would hate the position to bits. Woudn't have disbanded the Inquisition out of pure pettiness, and become a more and more bitter and angry person as time went by.

I'll spare you Mass Effect shenanigans :P

[harmaanoita]

What got you into fanfiction? 👀 Have you written for other fandoms/bandoms?

What originally got me into fanfiction something like 17-18 years ago (has it been so long?) was Harry Potter and Twilight. I remember finding and reading Harry Potter fanfiction on the internet and got interested. I guess I felt the pull of creating stories with already existing characters and also felt the pull of shipping.

But I had my first fanfiction experience a few years before that when I was maybe 9-11 years old. I had read The Little Vampire series and wanted to write about it myself so I did. I remember showing what I wrote to my older sister and drawing pics to go with my silly stories. (wait, does it mean that technically my sister has read my fanfiction? omg).

Now, I have written very little fanfiction during these past ten years. I have read it tho, every now then. I just fell more in love with writing original stories and creating my own characters and worlds.

How I got back into writing fanfiction in March this year? Well, look at these two blorbos:

Yes, I had acknowledged them earlier last year already but something just hit me after Kultsa 2.0. I got this feeling that I need to write something about them. To be honest, I didn't want to jump back into the RPF bandwagon. I thought I had put it behind me. But then the feeling just kept pestering me, demanding me to write something and I did. I thought that would be it. But I was so wrong and here we are. And I'm so glad that I jumped back into writing RPF. I love it here, have met wonderful people through it and I'm happier than in a long time ❤️

Sorry, I got a little carried away! But I have previously written for these fandoms (primarily in Finnish):

Harry Potter

Twilight

Sailor Moon

Sugar Sugar Rune

Muse

Moomins

Suomea lohikäärmeille

I think that's about it. Thank you so much for asking ❤️

sleepover weekend

[latibvles]

Heyoo! 5, 12 and 16 from the ask meme 👀

5. If you had to be one of the Easy boys for a day, who would you be and why? What would you want to do?

Maybe it has to do with the New Jersey kinship but I would want to be Nixon… mostly because bro knew everything about everyone and I love me some Hot Gossip — also intelligence work sounds fun, and I’d want to be able to get away with pestering Dick.

12. What do you think your army nickname would be if you were in it?

Nothing cool or clever I can assure you. Apparently they called people who’s names they can’t pronounce “alphabet” which feels accurate bc everyone gets my name wrong. Or Giggles bc I laugh at my own jokes.

16. If you had to pick a trait from any of the boys that would be your main trait, which one would it be?

Would be Dick/Ron’s ability to be cool under pressure, I think. I like to think I’m already fairly level-headed but it would be very nice to just remain that rational all the time. That or Ron’s ability to be a cryptid so I can jumpscare people all the time. COMEDY GOLD!

[mochibellewrites]

Yeosang Xmas Oneshot

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Disclaimer: cotton candy fluff | sweet kisses | make sure to stay tune for more holiday ones or the other members!!! | ⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡... ⋙

Y/n POV:

I AM SO BORED!!! Argh!!! Once again *thinking to yourself* *sighing loudly* I look down to see my dog judging me criminally.

Charles POV:

Girl 🙄 I swear you sigh loudly for someone to hear. Mom is so dramatic all the time , but she says I need an attitude check? 🤔 Yeosang come get me!!! My mom is bored to death and just sighed loudly for attention?! Who she trying to get attention from? The Christmas ghost??? 😭😭😭 Oh ruff this is going to be a long day. She’s lucky having me as her emotional support golden retriever. I come with exceptional guaranteed cuddles and a sassy personality. Uncle Wooyoung helped me get my sassy entertaining personality. 😌 He taught me the eye roll and playing hard to get. He’s my favorite hooman. Sorry not sorry mom. 😙✌️ You don’t know the pain I put up with her rants and her period mood swings. Wait she has mood swings 24/7. 😃 Welp she needs comfort. A dog gotta do what a dog gotta do.

Back to Y/n POV:

Another day passed of being bored to death lying in my bed. I thought. Meanwhile, I’ve been staring at my ceiling for the past hour. All of a sudden, Charles jumps on my bed and snuggles next to me.

Y/n: You’re lucky you’re cute.

This dog is unlike any golden retriever. He’s a ten, who helps support me emotionally. Who also comes with exceptional guaranteed cuddles, but boy does he act like his Uncle Wooyoung. My twin brother is who I blame for Charles’s sassy attitude personality. Why?! Woo had the audacity to teach my angel devil how to play hard to get?? Letting Woo watch my angel devil is a curse that will haunt me. Sadly, Charles loves his uncle more than his own mother. 😭😭😭

My door bell suddenly rings and I snap out of my thoughts. My dog immediately sits up and dashes to the door. Me still confused gets up and follows my fluffy boy. He prompts himself down in front of the door. Then, starts to stare at me like hello mom?? Aren’t you going to answer the door? waiting for me to open the door.

Y/n: Yah!!! I’m trying Charles?! I’m just confused, because who would show up at this hour. *Did I order a package?! Maybe wrong house? Yeosang is probably with his members, along with my goofy af brother.*

Charles then barks loudly, snapping me out of my thoughts. I flinch and open the door.

Before I can look up, my dog attacks playfully on the person. Crap Charles!!! In my mom voice I get Charles to stop and to come to me. I then gently, but firmly hold his collar to hold him back.

Y/n: Charles Barkley!!! Come here. Sit. *dog mom rant 101* Aish!!! You can’t jump on people!!! You know better than that! You’re not a pupper anymore bud!!! I think you forget how big you are sometimes.

I then hear familiar deep gentle voice and childlike laughs.

???: Always pestering him with the same mom rant huh?

I freeze while petting Charles. No no no it can’t be. I thought. Slowly looking up, embarrassed with red flush cheeks . . . too see my boyfriend. Kang Yeosang. I mumble cursing myself silently.

He just smirks and shakes his head. I blush and look down to wrap my arms around Charles, as he still obeying to sit and stay. (Probably watching the tea 👀 🍵) I hear Yeosang snicker and feel strong arms pulling me in a hug. I flinch, but then recognise the cologne of my boyfriend. My arms snug around his torso returning the hug. Charles then snakes his head into our hug. He fits in the middle and snuggles.

Yeosang: aw Charles is like a child wanting to be included in his mom and dad’s arms. I mean I am his dad? *smirks*

Y/n: Stop it!!! *playfully punch his chest* I’m already embarrassed enough that Charles attacked you and heard my mom rant. *pouts*

Yeosang: *laughs softly* Babe have I ever told you how cute you get when you’re embarrassed? Charles didn’t hurt me and I am a strong man. It’s okay. Plus, having my two cuties is all that matters to me right now. *scratches gently the back of Charles head*

Y/n: Hehe okay. You’re so cheesy sometimes. Also what brings you here? I thought you’d be with the members? Is everything ok-*cuts off*

Author POV:

Yeosang cuts you off with his lips. His soft pillowy lips moving against yours in melody. It’s like your lips were made for each other. Your taken a back and soon find yourself wrapping your hands around your boyfriend’s neck. He hums softly and gently sucks your lower lip. A few minutes later, He pulls away with a loud pop from your lips. You feel dizzy and dazed by the sudden move from your boyfriend. Your arms drop and process what just happened.

Y/n POV:

I’m lost in my thoughts about the move from Yeo, until my dog leans against me. Snapping out of my thoughts, to see my boyfriend blushingly looking down.

Y/n: Yeo what brings you here? *biting your lip nervously*

Yeosang: *shyly looks up* Oh-um-I brought a surprise for us to do together and Charles a Christmas toy to keep him occupied.

Y/n: Aw Yeo you didn’t have to do that!!! Did you hear that Charles? You got a gift from Yeo!!! *baby voice* *squishing his fluffy face and kissing his furry head*

Charles pants happily and licks your chin. I squeal and laugh. I don’t even realise Yeo has two bags in his hands, until hearing a throat clearing sound.

I turn around and Charles whips his way to Yeo. He sits obediently wagging his tail behind.

Yeosang: Ready to see your surprise from your dad Charles? *blushing hearing him say that* Mommy also has a gift from daddy.

Y/n: Alright let’s get my two favorite boys in the warm apartment together. *making an excuse*

Yeosang: *nods* Come one Charlie!!!

I smile seeing Yeosang cutely run while Charles follows excitedly and panting. The two have a special bond and it made my heart beat.

I walk into my apartment living room seeing Yeosang and Charles snuggled up together while Yeo softly talks to my golden baby. Sneakily, I pull out my phone and take a picture. Unfortunately, the sound on the camera was loud and Charles came running to me. Yeosang walking behind.

The two both stare at me questioning with their eyes. 👀 Aish these two.

Y/n: Okay maybe I snuck a pic of you two cuddling, but how can I not capture the moment. *attention shifts to Charles* Charles was your father loving on you. *you bend down and flap his ears and hug him tightly*

Yeosang: Father huh? Mrs. Kang don’t you think our son is so cute? *snickers*

Y/n: Yeo!!! We’re not married . . . *mumbles* yet, but that’s besides the point!!! He’s MY son. By the way, what did you bring for me and MY son?

Yeosang: *pouts* Y/nnie I got OUR son a cute gingerbread squeaker toy that’s plastic. Why? I’m the best dog father and know my son will rip up a stuffy. *clears throat* He is strong like his father. Then, I got my beautiful son’s mom two gingerbread house kits. I thought of, for a couple gingerbread house activity.

Y/n: Awe!!! My Doberman Maltese bought us couple gingerbread house kits. You know our son so well!!! Thank you for always thinking of not just me, but our Charles too.

»»-----------► ୨⎯ "Time Skip" ⎯୧

Author POV:

It was such a cute sight to see your boyfriend concentrated on the gingerbread house. He was determined to get all the candies in the right place for decorating. He was taking good time to focus on little the details. One thing you loved about your boyfriend, is his concentration skills. Yeosang never lacks focusing if its important to him. He will give his undivided attention and time for whatever is important to him. Sure, he can be clumsy and space out. Over all, he still takes the time to learn and observe the little things that nobody tries to learn or know. You were blown away how your boyfriend was going quickly through building and decorating. He memorized the design of the gingerbread house on the box and perfectly ctrl c + ctrl v. Blushing all of a sudden just how hot your boyfriend looks concentrated and serious. How can he be so hot and concentrated at the same time???

Y/n POV:

My boyfriend was doing amazing with his gingerbread house. Um . . . but me on the other hand? Not so much. I have been stuck on the roof of my gingerbread house. Aligning and coordination is not my strong suite sadly. The pieces keep slipping away after carefully placing on the base. I was starting to get stressed, but felt muscular arms around mine, along strong hands over mine.

Yeosang: Don't worry bub. You just need some help on the physics. It will be okay and no need to stress. Now let's see how can . . . *kisses the top of my head*

Author POV:

One thing if you knew Yeosang, would be his cute ranting habit. I loved that about him though. How he's so determine to help others for the simplest things. You loved hearing him talk, because he usually keeps to himself. When you first started to date, you noticed how he would keep his thoughts and feelings to himself. You found it endearing, when he started opening up more. It made you happy that he felt safe to come to you when something was on his mind. Even, if it was about his day, thoughts, ideas, or just a random topic. You kept smiling to yourself. He explained the physics and how he figured out to align the roofing to the gingerbread house base. He next step by step explaining by guiding your hands with his to align the pieces of the roof together. Yeosang was just happy to see his girl have a roof for her gingerbread house. He felt accomplished knowing he could help you as a loving boyfriend.

Y/n POV:

I look up to say thank you to Yeosang, but instead laugh. He had frosting smothering his cheeks. It was so cute to see him working hard, but at the same time messy.

Y/n: Yeo you have frosting on both of your cheeks. *pointing to the spots on his face*

Yeosang: Huh? Where? Your telling me this now?!*turns pink*

It was definitely a cute sight to see him shy and embarrassed. It just makes me love him even more.

Y/n: Don't worry. *grabs a napkin* Now stand still and don't move.

Yeosang: Yes ma'am!!! *salutes*

I roll my eyes and tell him to bend down a little to my reaching. He stares in to my eyes with sparkles in his. Trying not blush, instead turning my attention to the napkin in my hand. I gently wipe the frosting off his cheeks.

Y/n:*put my hands on my hips* There! All better now!!! Now! I have to decorate my house!!!

I then feel strong arms pulling me in an embrace. Yeosang smirks at me. So confused I look at him with concern eyes.

Y/N: I swear I got all the frosting off. *waving the napkin in his face*

Yeosang: Oh I know. Y/N: Oh? So what do you need? I need to finish my gingerbread house and feed Charles his canned dog f-*cuts off*

Lips. I feel lips on mine. The napkin in my hand drops. Suddenly, coming back to reality I flinch, but kiss back. The kiss was sweet and soft. Yeosang pulls back putting our foreheads together. He looks me in the eyes making me blush. My heart beats fast of how handsome he is up close.

Yeosang: Thank you Y/n. Y/n: *eyes widen* *tilts head confusingly* For what? Wiping frosting off your face? Oh no biggie.

Yeosang: For taking care of me and being patient with me. For being the best dog mom and helping me be a better version of myself. Thank you for being my girlfriend.

Y/n: I should be thanking you Kang Yeosang. Thank you for being the best dog father for Charles. Thank you for taking care of us and remembering the little things about us. Thank you for never leaving Charles out and always including him in special things. Thank you for making us feel special.

Yeosang: Thank you for coming to the conclusion that I am Charles's father. Christmas is coming up soon, but I already have my gifts I wanted.

Y/n: Eh? Yeosang: You and Charles Barkley. Our little family.

All of a sudden Charles comes strutting like a show horse and plops himself in the middle of us. Its like he knew what we said.

Y/n: Merry Christmas my golden boy *bends down to kiss his fluffy face* *stands up facing Yeo* Merry Christmas my Gingerbread man/ Charles Father.

Yeosang: Merry Christmas you two. I love you.

END

Hope you enjoyed this fanfic!!! Happy Holidays!!! Shoutout to @starryriize for giving me this idea!!!

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WISHLIST DROP✨

to be updated whenever I have new popping ideas!

A few dynamics, stories and other stuff I'd love to explore one day. Plotted threads needed for all of this! Open to any of my mutuals!

Astra:

Boss x Boss dynamic, but makes it spicy 🌶, there's nothing better than business getting a bit dirty 👀 (and a lot of mindfuck, yum)

You're my favorite enemy: who's the cat and who's the mouse, when police work become a bit too much obsessive for one mafia leader

Angelyne:

You thought the Devil was the worse in your life? Crumbling between the fingers of another vicious entity

Kiss the Witch! what if morals and innocence would be gone for good?

Adventure of lifetime... She never left her little cabin, she fears human... Maybe it's time for a change?

Diego:

Enemies in the streets, complicated in the sheets... I know there's a rival for him in this world, a challenge to take in MANY ways

Dropped like a tissue, you come to his rescue? Let him claws his way out of the Cleaners to find someone (or an organization) to serve and avoid prison

Gabriele:

Legacy journey, or when it's time to face his demons and come back to Sicily

I know your face... Haunts him from his past, whether you were affiliated to the organization he destroyed or an innocent that was caught in the damages

So I have this weird coworker... Grumpy man x young recrue, it's time to bond in the police line and let him teach your character a bit of his experience

Gambit:

Bad calculation... Ah shit, he's kidnapped and there will be trouble... Do you want to jump in?

Murder party. Truly he's not only into excel sheets, and it's time to show it!

So, how's the money work here? Travelling for the Cleaners, he needs your guidance in this unknown country

Jovan:

Who Am I... He doesn't know. He needs to know but he's afraid to discover he's a monster.

Bastet/Leta:

Who thought I could ever betray them? Oh yes, she can. She doesn't know yet... Perhaps show her the way?

That's not how you hold a knife... And she can teach you. But she doesn't like having you in her feet during missions.

Let's hunt this motherfucker. She has a revenge to follow and you're going to help, and you're going to love it.

You're okay, I've got you... She has mothering instincts yes, she's independent yes... But can she be vulnerable with someone for once?

Mads:

See you on the field, soldier. You bonded easily, but war made you apart. Yet, you have a feeling you'll see each other again.

Pointing spiderman meme but it's two thieves... always getting in each other's business and for different reasons...

Broken mind calling for help... A therapist is always needed, bonding with them, well, it can be a good bonus

Marlo:

To be added!

Mika:

I lost a very important bag full of money and I don't know what to do... but maybe YOU do?

Spare mates! Spare mates! Survivors of the underground! True friends (and more? eh! we never know), a bond of life

Oliver:

You're a hell of a shitty clients but you love to pester him. And weirdly, he likes when you come over as well. Weird. Very toxic. Intense. Addictive.

DANCING RIVALS. He wants the first role, you want it too. Nothing good can happen from that.

I thought you were a friend to me... But it was only another bad trap. Yes I don't deserve to RP with Oliver, I'm a monster.

Requiem:

Two killers machines... one specific contract. It's not Mr. and Mrs Smith but it can as hot as the movie 👀

Golden years... Tales of two mercenary people. Whether it's good or bad, you're back in each other's life.

Sybille:

Yes, I'm not that shallow girl. And perhaps I can show you. But I won't be happy about it...

Petty fights, rivals, escort life... Why would she be the queen of mean girls if there's no one take that crown off her head?

Oh shit, is he dead?! Partners in crime out of circumstances, sharing a dark secret, blackmail, manipulation but there's a link you can't get rid of...

Vex:

I'm a little bit obsessed with you... For no reasons, but you're a fun toy. Someone he gets overly obsessed with and it's quite ugly.

I'll show there's no good in me. Failing quest of redemption, tortured emotions, bittersweet with almost no sweet, intense bond...

Zodiac:

Friends don't need to get along... Fucked up bond of need, emotions, intensity, anger. You are toxic for one another but you can't live without each other.

He's a dead man. He means his brother. And you're hired to help him for that.

Zeffy:

I don't trust you. But we're teammates. She's secretive about her past, but the shield is cracking...

[ylkcheeeks]

brain dump

Fill pill case

Request refills as appropriate

Comsume breakfast time food

Itemize this week’s readings for mm & icc

Fwd edr email per signs

👀 degreewerks. If appropriate, send tickler email

Set alarm for get ready for meeting

Drink water

Calendar catfood pickup

Check running tally on club hours

Reply whatsapp thread ⬇️

Ping about apples timing, tell preferred ⬆️

Draw waffles and rhubarb (who is now a deer? Maybe?)

Figure out how many pages of accordion will be necessary for this whole first chunk

Consume a lunchtime food

Drink water

Put any number of hanging things away

Make any progress on cats’ area vibes

Put any number of folding things away

Other things which would be grateful to go home include: markers. Pads. Paperwork. Pens. Hardware tackle box. Tote bag hell.

Check out nami

Draw any October prompt thing

Finish the handle job ⬆️

Make ground dinner

Wreath? Ingredients? Special trip this week??

Pester editorial for copy

⬆️ Share with club email shall we ⬆️

Shop storage

Computer specs

Shop your closet? Thursday?

Look at insurance/hosp site for bone men

👀 ref. acupunctuation

Other PACT and LCM events

Belated anniversary thing?! oh dear.

Hand tingly again outer half of left almost like a glove that’s too tight

How is pressure into painful release/stretching into the pain causing the belching? Why do some things clunk and done while others click click click click and never quite feel settled? What can I do to treat the underlying issues? What specifically are they- show me a diagram of the goo please. Is this a forever thing? Is being without pain one of those Molly Grue things for me at this point?

Shopping list: blank book, vest, slacks, shorts, swim, Jose Carioca,

Is there like a brace or a cream I could be using at night?

New boots (lacing/zipping), yogurts, easy in face veggies, kebeb stuff, a Vermont folksy basket to put the crushing weight on my chest into for easily accessible attractive storage

Look into accommodations

Make one thing louder

VT puppet? Kidpix 3?

Making cat costumes and cat pallamquins…

Pokemans? Patience & fortitude? Editorial…

Day trip to tarrytown with the corpse bride

The year is almost over and with it you will be tumbling into the next semester and that is a lot it is a lot there are big feelings like what do you have to show for yourself and you’ve wasted away your summers again and like maybe you could lighten the fuck up

You have a few things going on physically that are kicking your ass and even if you refuse to show it outwardly you have to allow yourself that knowledge

You have to try to be at least as kind to yourself as you would be to an acquaintance you find mildly annoying. You are legitimately harder on yourself than you are on people you know you dislike. Don’t you dare take this as a new shame fixation either. Just be honest with yourself about how you treat people and accept that if your friends can be nice to you you can be nice yto you. It doesn’t have to be valid or mood or so same friend it can just be sincere in a quiet and come t free way.

Decorative gourds and you: a wishlist

Hot cocoa

The numbness is concerning. So much is concerning.

What if green mouse Mew was in TMM Choux Choux 💋?

Also that’s my just for me new fan series idea I’m rotating. It’s a pun between

Choux pastry

Chuu like kiss

Also chuuchuu like the noise a mouse makes

Nezu speaking!

And, if I’m really awful, as in

Because she’s green ain’t she?

I like matcha or pear, which I’ve seen. Maybe plantain if I fold her into an American Mew Mew. Or maybe it’s a multinational team. I’m kinda not that interested in the how for this one I just want it sorted so I can get tithe good shit of Mousemew, Waffle the chicken, and rhubarb to be on a team. Maybe Ringo is there too, tho that messes up the color balance. Idk. It’s frothy is the point.