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[pewycert]

Happy Sonic movie 3 release!

[whatifitis]

♡ Good Luck Charlie - CL 16 ♡

Summary: Best friends since childhood. Feelings grow and confessions are told. It's her or nothing

Author's note: this was requested and i had so much fun writing this one <333

WC: 2k + some instagram posts

CW: fluff, confessions of feelings, happy ending, overuse of song references again

“Thank you so much! I love you all and I can’t wait to see you soon.��� you shout into your microphone. You turn to exit the stage, but as you take your last few steps to leave the audience's sight, you twist your torso to look back at them and send them a cheeky little wink, served with a smirk, sending them into a flurry. 

Little do they know, you had already finished your next album, and that it would be released in just a few months. You were especially excited for this album. It was the one you were most proud of, and there was a song or two on it that you had written for someone special to you. 

As soon as you’re off stage, you’re running around like a loose hen. You’re taking off your in-ears and giving your microphone to a crew member, then rushing off to your makeshift changing room and taking off your costume before slipping into some sweats. 

You were on your way to Austin, Texas to celebrate the birthday of your best friend, Charlie. It has been a few years since you’ve been able to see him, both your schedules keeping you booked and bust, there just hasn’t been a good time. But his birthday is coming up, so you decided to surprise him and spend his birthday week with him. You also had a surprise or two for him, should things go right. 

Charles and yourself have been best friends since childhood, always spending so much time together as your families were close. Growing up, the two of you never really had any conflicts, besides the occasional argument over whose turn it was to play on the playstation. 

But over time, you’ve started to fall for him. Even though you rarely saw each other, you would always make time to text or call the other. And every year on your birthdays, you would facetime each other as you blew out the candles on your cakes. It became a cute little tradition the two of you started when you turned 17, Charles was off racing in some far off country while you stayed back to finish your studies. When you were about to blow out the candles on your cake, your phone rang. When you looked at the screen, Charles' name was listed at the top. During that call, Charles told you “I’ll still be there. Even if I have to watch you through a screen, I still want to share this special moment with you. I want to see the reflection of the candles lighting up your eyes. I want to sing happy birthday to you, just as if we were together in person. I wouldn’t miss it for the world and maybe I should really thank technology for allowing me to feel you close to me, even when you are miles away.”

You guess all those small things, little moments that the two of you shared, lead to where you stand now. On a plane to Austin, Texas to watch 20 cars drive in circles… and hopefully confess your feelings but who knows. 

-=+=-

y/n_l/n

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y/n_l/n thank you all so much for the past 2 years. Your support and love for the album was absolutely insane, letting it stay at number 1 on the charts for 6 months straight is amazing and I couldn’t have done it without you. We sold out every show of the tour and had so much fun seeing you all. Thank you to the band and the crew who helped put the show together and make it work every night. I’m sad this era is over but we’re onto bigger and better things. I’ll see you all very soon 😉

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User23 um, ma’am, what do you mean you’ll see us soon 😀

User54 I WAS AT THE LAST SHOW AND I STILL CANT COMPREHEND SHIT 

lilymhe so proud of you girl! You put on such a show and work your ass off, i couldnt be more in love 

↳ alex_albon LILY?!

↳ lilymhe i said what i said 

↳ y/n_l/n SHE SAID WHAT SHE SAID

wiffygriffy amazing amazing amazing! Thank you so much for the opportunity of allowing me to open for you this tour and I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OMG! ↳ y/n_l/n OMG THANK YOU FOR JOINING ME YOU’RE SO TALENTED AND I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU DO AMAZING THINGS I LOVE YOU GRIFFY

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charlesleclerc mon amie, where are you off to?

↳ y/n_l/n no where 😁

↳ charlesleclerc do you ever sleep? 

↳ y/n_ln nope 😁

User33 ehm… where ya off to? 👀

pierregasly everything is going to plan 👍

↳ y/n_l/n thank you so much pierre, you’re a real one 🫶

-=+=-

You landed in Austin the morning of Charles' birthday and you knew he was going to be busy for a majority of the day with stuff for the upcoming race, so you were going to take that time to unwind and get ready for his birthday dinner tonight. 

Throughout the day, you receive updates from Pierre and Carlos. Charles had a bit of a tough morning due to a work meeting but since then, he’s calmed down and he’s smiling more. 

You spend most of the day sending out some emails before getting ready for Charles' birthday dinner. You had bought the most beautiful red dress that hugged your figure perfectly. You didn’t feel like doing much with your hair so you just blow dried it after your shower and gave yourself a bit of extra volume. Keeping the makeup lowkey, you slipped your shoes on and grabbed your bag before heading out the door, ready to surprise your best friend. 

-=+=-

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User99 omfg where did u get the dress

User76 the billie lyrics, i see you girl 😉

charlesleclerc where you heading? 

↳ charlesleclerc mon amie, ou est-tu?

↳ charlesleclerc why are you ignoring me? Did i do something wrong? 

Carlossainz55 pls hurry up, he’s starting to look depressing…

↳ y/n_l/n im 5 mins away! I’m sorry, he’s been asking where I am and I’ve not been replying 🤧

↳ carlossainz55 as long as you’re on the way, that’s all that matters. I know he’s going to love it 

Iamrebeccad gorgeous! Can’t wait to see you 🥰

↳ y/n_l/n thank you darling ♥️♥️♥️ see you soon 😉

-=+=-

Your uber is pulling up to the building where the party is being held so you shoot a text to Pierre, letting him know you were outside. Pierre told you he’d meet you outside and bring you in when Charles was distracted. 

As you get out of the car, Pierre is already there, holding his hand out to help you stand. The two of you hug and exchange kisses on the cheeks as Pierre compliments you, 

“You look amazing, y/n. Kika is very excited to see you and Charles is dying for a message from you. He’s been pouting all day cause you won’t text him back.”

“Oh dear,” you wince, “Hopefully he hasn’t been too bad? I just didn’t want to give away that I’m here.”

“He’ll be alright.” Pierre reassures you. 

The two of you walk side by side to the room where Charles is, Pierre telling you to stand right outside the door to make sure Charles would see you when you walked in. You overhear as Pierre tries to get Charles' attention, “Charles, we’ve got a big surprise for you.”

“Quoi? Please don’t be something outrageous, I told you I wanted a simple dinner.”

“Oh, don’t worry. It’ll be worth it.”

You listen as feet shuffle and chairs are scrapped against the wooden floors. 

“Come on in.” Pierre shouts, then all that can be heard are the clicks of your heels on the floors. Slow and hesitant, afraid of how Charles will react. You hope he’ll be happy, and that this is something he wants. 

As soon as you lock eyes with Charles, he’s running across the room to you, running into a chair and table, almost knocking them down in his trek to you. In the blink of an eye, you’re wrapped in his arms, breathing in his cologne that you know all too well. Quickly, you wrap your arms around him, holding him close and whispering in his ear, “Happy Birthday, Charlie”. 

He doesn’t say anything for a good moment, just holding you in his arms, as if he’s afraid of letting go. Afraid that this would turn into a nightmare where he would lose you. He breathes you in, smiling as he recognizes your perfume. The perfume being the one you wore when he won his first GP in F1, remembering it because it was his favorite smell on you. 

If it weren’t for the crowd watching the two of you, Charles would’ve held onto you for much longer. If he could say half the things he wanted to, he’d have you. He had been holding back this feeling and he wanted to say some things to you. Maybe today he would. 

The two of you let go of the other, Charles blushing as he realized everyone had been staring and wanted to ask questions. But it was his birthday so they restrained themselves. 

“So, let's get this party started.” Pierre announced, clapping his hands to get everyone’s attention. Charles shoots a look at Pierre to thank the man for reverting the attention elsewhere. When everyone went back to the celebrations, Charles turned his attention back to you to ask, “How are you here? You were just in Tokyo yesterday.”.

“I finished the show and immediately flew here so I could surprise you. It’s been too long.” you beamed at him. He was truly grateful to have you here. 

“How long are you here for?” Charles asks, leading you outside to the patio so the two of you can have a private conversation. 

“I’m free for the next month. After that I have to get back to work and promote stuff.”

“Ah! So you’ll make it to a race or two?” he asks hopefully. 

“Yes, I’m definitely going to COTA and Mexico but I’m not sure about Brazil yet.”

“I’m glad. I’ve missed you, mon ange.” 

“I’ve missed you too, Charlie.”, you say, holding his hand in yours, “I have a gift for you by the way.”

Charles' disappointment was written all over his face when you removed your hand from his, so that you could open something on your phone. “Quoi?” Charles asks, intrigued now that he sees you messing with your phone. 

You turn your phone screen to him and his jaw drops. Firstly because he was looking at the design for your next album, he swore he’d never seen something so beautiful. The cover was a photo of you, bathed in golden sunlight, letting your natural curls fall down your back. Your curls weren’t something you often wore, as they were too high maintenance and you liked other hairstyles on yourself better. 

“The ring,” Charles mentions, squinting and zooming in on the photo, “Is that?-” 

“It’s the one you got me.” you smile. Truth be told, this entire was practically for him. Sure there were some songs that aren’t about him, but he was your main muse for it. 

“Wow, this is beautiful. I can’t wait to hear the songs. I get to hear them first, right?” he asks, shooting a cheeky grin your way. 

“Obviously, you’re always the first to listen to my songs. But this one, you get to listen to know. It’s part of your surprise.” you say, taking your phone back for a second to swipe on the screen, revealing the tracklist. 

You watch Charles’ eyes roam the screen, reading every track name until he comes across the last one. 

“Non,” he looks up at you, “Is- Is it for me? The last one. It’s got my name.”

“Oui, mon ami. Actually, a few of the tracks are for you or about you.” you confess, afraid of how he may react. He hasn’t even listened to the songs yet. What if he hates them? What if he thinks they're weird. This could ruin your entire relationship with Charles. 

But he’s smiling a lot. 

“Can I listen to them? Now?” he asks, excitement dancing though his body. 

“The whole album or just your songs?” 

“The whole album. I want to get the whole experience.” he says, moving his body rhythmically to really emphasize how serious he is. 

“Charlie, there’s a party in there for you. Everyone is here to see you. You can listen to it later. Go party for now.” you try to encourage him, not wanting to steal him away from everyone. 

“Non,” he says, stomping his foot on the ground as if he’s physically standing on business, “I want to listen to it now. Let everyone inside mingle and talk about how great I am. I wanna be out here with you.” 

You could feel your face heat up, painting your cheeks red. 

“Non, Charlie. I can’t let you stay out here for that long. But I think one song should be okay.” you smile at him, anxious for his reaction. 

“I can work with that. But you have to let me listen to the rest tonight after the party.” he points a finger at you. 

You just shake your head and laugh, pulling up the file for ‘Good Luck Charlie’. This song was written about the childhood you two shared, the days when you two were young and innocent and naive. Now everything has changed. 

You play the song, allowing Charles to listen as you watch his reaction. 

His reactions were quite anxiety inducing. He didn’t express a single emotion the whole time, simply staring out in front of him and just listening. The song ends and he still doesn’t say anything. 

“So, what do you think?” you ask timidly. 

His voice shakes when he answers, “That was beautiful. I can’t believe I get to have a song so amazing for me.” he looks at you, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. 

“Thank you. It’s something I had been wanting to do for a while and I thought now would be a good time. The album will be coming out in a few months then I’ll be touring again. And I’m really excited this time around cause I get to sing this song live, finally. And I’m hoping you’ll make it to a show or two so I can serenade you like the good friend I am.” you laugh.

Friend. 

“Why do you look sad, Charlie?” you ask.

It’s now or never, Charles thought. He either tells you his feelings for you right now, or he keeps them hiding away. He didn’t want to just be your friend, he wanted to kiss your neck and tell you everything he thinks and feels. He wants to share more moments with you. 

“I, um…” he breathes in, trying to gain composure, “I have something I need to tell you.”

“Okay, what’s going on?” concern lacing your face. 

“I love you, y/n. Like, I’m in love with you. When I look at you, I see this light that only you have. Your laugh is the best sound I’ve ever heard. Every time you smile, I smile. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and I can’t bear to be away from you for more than a year anymore. I don’t ever want to go months or weeks or even days without you. Say you want to be with me too. S’il te plait, mon coeur.”

He’s holding both of your hands in his now, holding on tight and begging you to say yes. 

“Charlie, thank fuck.” you laugh, “I wanted to tell you I’m in love with you. You’ve ruined my surprise.” 

“Wait, really?” He laughs now too. 

The two of you can’t hold back your laughs now, finding it insane that you shared the same plans of confessing to each other today. Not only that, but that you had waited so long to tell each other. How much time was wasted out of fear?

After catching your breaths, Charles comes back to bring his hand to hold the side of your face, using his other hand to wrap around your waist, pulling you close to him. You wrap your arms around him, watching him and admiring the freckles on his face. Many people don’t see them, but if you look close enough, it’s easy to spot them, especially in the sun. 

“Can I kiss you now?” Charles asks, rubbing his thumb against your cheek softly. 

“Yeah, you can.”

In the twinkling of an eye, Charles connects his lips with yours in a gentle kiss. His lips feel soft and warm, like caramel on a summer day. He takes his time with it, not feeling the need to rush. You two stay like that for some time, not wanting to part just yet, but you do. 

Charles doesn’t pull far away from you, just enough so you can breathe again. He’s frowning again, leading you once again to ask what was wrong. 

“I don’t want you to leave again. We both have such crazy schedules and I can’t do this without you anymore.”

“Well, we don’t have to worry about that, gorgeous.”

“Quoi?” 

“So, about my next tour…. The tour dates and locations align with the F1 calendar for next year. So we’ll be okay.”

He’s practically beaming with joy when you say this. 

“Really? We’ll get to be together?”

“Oui, mon ange. Nothing's gonna keep us apart now.”

“Be my girlfriend.” He just spits out.

“Charlie, what?”

“Be my girlfriend? Please?” 

“Not even 2 minutes after our first kiss and you’re already skipping steps. Can’t believe it.” You joke.

“Okay, well. I think we’re allowed to skip a few. Plus, I want to take you on a proper date tonight. After the party we can go to the park and get some ice cream? I can properly ask you to be my girlfriend then.” “There’s nowhere I’d rather be.”

-=+=-

y/n_l/n

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y/n_l/n so excited to announce my brand new album ‘will you fall?’ will be out on 11/15!

I’m so proud of this album and it is by far my favorite I’ve ever made. Thank you to my producer and to the band for helping make this album what it is. Also thank you to the fans who allow me to continue doing this for a living and allowing me to enjoy every second of this.

Lastly, I would like to thank my main muse for this album. This is about you, you know who you are, I love you. 

Tour dates announced soon!

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charlesleclerc so excited for the new album. Totally haven’t heard any of it yet 😋

↳ user98 dont be shy, share with the class 🥰

↳ charlesleclerc no ♥️

francisca.cgomes amazing work! Can’t wait to blast this 24/7 😘 love you, beautiful

↳ y/n_l/n i love you so much! PLEASE MARRY ME

↳ francisca.cgomes yes!! A thousand times yes. Tell me where and when and i’ll be there 🫡

↳ pierregasly eh, non. y/n please stop stealing my wife

↳ y/n_l/n no ♥️

↳ user32 pls y/n and charles always speak the same, you can tell they’re besties

↳ carlossainz55 or more… 👀

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↳ y/n_l/n WHAT

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↳ user09 lando?! ↳ landonorris hi, i wanted to feel included 😁

[havens-iphone]

── how mornings began ꫂৎ ; barista!megumi x reader

wc ⋮ 658

authors note ⋮ short lil story as an apology for going missing.. been lacking motivation💔💔✌️ BUT im back!! lmk if u catch my little how i met ur mother reference (im rewatching it for the 50th time heh) ANYEAYYY enjoy thehehehahah

you've just moved into a new town—stacks of unpacked boxes, mismatched set of utensils, and a quiet apartment that still smells like someone else. everything feels unfamiliar and quiet. a little too quiet for your liking.

you decide to take a walk, trying to get use to the new surroundings and environment. moving to a big city like new york was.. difficult to say the least. you were states apart from your family and knew absolutely nobody. lost in your own thoughts, your eyes drift across the street to a random coffee shop. you smile as you cross the street, hoping to meet new people in the shop.

you step inside, the air smells crisp and cinnamon-y. behind the counter is a guy with messy hair and a grin as if he already knows you.

you approach the counter, eyes browsing the menu. "first time here? he asks, not even waiting for you to speak.

you nod.

"then youre legally required to try the chocolate croissant. its in the town charter." he teased.

you laugh, maybe harder than you should, and order a chocolate croissant and a pumpkin spice latte. "i do love pastries. it better be legendary." he writes your name on the cup in careful block letters dotted with a smiley face at the end.

your eyes wander towards his name tag, megumi.

you thank him as you walk off, unable to wipe the stupid smile off of your face.

you start going there everyday—at first for the lattes, then for the way megumi teases and flirts with you. he remembers your name, the way you like your latte with oat milk, he remembers your love for pastries. he even starts recommending you pastries you never even knew you would enjoy.

it becomes routine. something your morning didnt feel right without.

then one rainy tuesday, he hands you your usual order. you peek at the neat writing on the cup. no smiley face just your name and beneath it, a text that reads,

"i cant stop thinking about you."

you pause, cup in hand, heart beating faster than ever. its subtle, sweet, undeniably him. by the time you look up, hes already taking the next order, pretending nothing happened.

you dont know what you'll say tomorrow, but you know you think about him just as often.

you spend the rest of your day thinking about that cup.

you tell yourself not to over analyze it, maybe he meant it in a friendly way—but you read the words again, carefully peeling the label off and sticking it on the cover of your notebook. just in case. just so you wont forget how it made you feel.

the next morning, you show up earlier than usual. the shop is quieter, just the low hum of indie music and the hiss of the espresso machine. megumi glances up, surprised—but only for a second.

he smiles like hes been expecting you anyway.

"youre early," he smiles warmly, already reaching for a cup.

"couldnt sleep," you reply. you dont need to tell him why.

he slides your drink towards you, same as always. no writing this time. just his hand lingering a second too long on your cup.

"about yesterday.." you begin, voice soft.

his smile falters—not in a bad way, more like hes bracing for something. you meet his eyes and suddenly youre not nervous anymore.

"i liked it," you say.

"the note."

a pause. the milk steamer hisses behind you like its holding its breath.

"yeah?" he says, and now hes not smiling. hes just watching you. really watching.

you nod. "i think about you too. probably more than i should."

that gets him. a quiet laugh, almost shy. his fingers drum the counter once.

“you could let me think about you properly,” he says.

“let me take you out?”

you smile as you bite your lip.

“tomorrow,” you say.

“and dont write it on a cup this time.”

[miowyaa]

My heart to you; Isagi x f!reader

A/N: Requested by @evapori ! Thank you so much for this request, I had a lot of fun writing it, I hope you’ll enjoy! This should've been entirely light hearted but it is a little sad during the beginning, oops. ALSO IM SO SORRY BUT I COULDNT FIGURE OUT HOW TO MAKE THEM OFFICIALLY TOGETHER? LIKE he does (kinda) kiss her at the end so your just gonna have to live off those crumbs. im so sorry. Also, there's a part where the reader suggests that he becomes a “nude art model” IM NOT WEIRD I PROMISE, if you watched the anime there's a scene where Bachira and Isagi's parents meet and share that their sons are frequently booty naked at home LMAOO. CW: None! Or atleast that I can think of, if you spot any, let me know in the comments or in my dms <3

It's the game that will qualify Yoichi for nationals, he's playing with the same passion he normally does and you respond by cheering your heart out for him, just as you have been doing for every game of his. It's the last deciding point and he's running towards a goal, you can tell, but he passes and they lose. It hurts you but you know he's hurting more, and it's apparent on the walk home. 

It's a silent walk home where the silence acts as a thin veil of his true feelings, he drops you off at your front door and waves a goodbye without so much as a word. You aren't that well versed in the realm of soccer, but you are in Yoichi. You pivot to say a goodbye only to find his back already turned to you and one leg over his bike, and decide that it's probably better to say nothing. Taking out your keys, you unlock your front door and walk in, the yellow fluorescent lights greet you as they always do but today there's a certain coldness to them. It was under these same lights where you met Yoichi, and it feels like it was just yesterday. 

You were both six when you met, you recall your mother calling you from downstairs to greet someone- the son of her friend. He's bashful and stumbles over his words, he's matured since them but sometimes you can see faint traces of his past shyness. His mother introduces him and “Yoichi Isagi,” and you notice that he grips his mothers coat even tighter, but he does peek his head out a little more to get a better look at you. In return, you raise your eyebrow to stare at him rather judgementally. Your mother ushers you to go to the living room to play, and you do so. You take his wrist and drag him out from his mothers shadow, determined to show him your toy collection. He obliges, but it's not like he had much of a choice, you had a rather strong grip for a six year old.

It's been years since then, but he still allows you to pull him around like he's a ragdoll. But today, as his retreating figure becomes smaller from your view through the tiny crack you've made through the window blinds, you slump down and come to the realization that something may have changed. It might just be biased, but you can't name another soccer player that deserves this more than him, not even that white-haired guy from the other team that somehow got the reporters to listen to him so easily, not even him because he's not your Yoichi.

It's a few hours later and you're in bed, reading old text messages. Maybe it's cowardice but you find it hard to send him a message right now. Instead, you find comfort in past playful banter. You stare at your phone for so long that you don't realize a new day has begun, the sun rises and you stare out of your window dazed. The lack of sleep is evident but it all goes away with the sound of a notification. This notification in particular is his, you know this because he has a special ringtone on your phone, for calls and messages as do you on his. You spring for your phone and unlock it as humanely possible after what seems like hours, your messages finally load and a text reads out, “im coming over in 5, i have some news!”

What news? The vague text leaves you pacing around your room in worry, but you are soon snapped out of it when the sound of a rock hits your window, you look out and there he is. Wrapped in a scarf and grinning. This is a good sign, this means that whatever news he has likely isn't going to be that he has some life-threatening disease and he only has three weeks to live. You dash to the door in record time and slam it open, hopefully it didn't wake your parents. “Hi!” you pant, your rush to get to him is evident.

“[Name],” he smiles, and so do you. Like always, you grab his wrist and take him inside and he shuts the front door behind you. In your haste, you nearly make the both of you trip over several times, but luckily, you two do not end up on the floor. You make it to your room and sit him down, and with the most serious face you can make, you grab and shake his shoulders. 

“Spit it out!” you say, still shaking his shoulders, he stops you by putting his hands on your shoulders and shaking you back in retaliation, its effective. 

He pulls out a letter from inside of his coat and it's already opened, but you read the front of the envelope and in fancy font, it reads, “Japanese Football Association.” You stare at him dumbfounded but he urges you to continue. By the time you're done skimming over the letter, you're practically on top of screaming in joy. From the perspective of an outsider, you might as well be his mother from how much your screaming is embarrassing him. “It sounds like you’re more excited than I am,” he sighs before pushing you away with a finger on your forehead.

“Maybe I am, but it's about time they noticed how awesome you are. Were they perhaps blind before? It's the only explanation,” you shoot back, swatting his hand away. “But it's today! You should be more happy, you’re too calm about this,” you lean back on your bed's headboard, crossing your arms. 

“I feel like you’re plenty excited for the both of us,” he hums before he stands up. “But if it makes you feel better, I promise I'll become the greatest soccer player!” Yoichi grins before turning his back to you, flexing his muscles. 

“While you're at it, why don't you pick up a few jobs as a nude art model?” You laugh, he freezes before his arms drop down and looks at you with horror. “My mom told you that?” He looks at you fearfully and nearly drops to his knees in embarrassment. 

“No. You forget we’ve known each other for close to a decade, and plus you already promised that on the first day we met remember?” You stick out your tongue playfully. He thinks for a second before he looks at you like ‘bazinga!’. 

He leans in close to you and nearly shouts, “of course I do! The first day we met, I brought a soccer ball because before I was playing soccer- but it started raining. So my mom decided to take me to meet yours and when you took me to go play I-” you cut him off.

“You accidentally kicked it in my face.” you raise your eyebrow. Shamefully, he looks away and stuffs his hands in his pockets, you feel like he's about to start whistling and hope he does because it’d be pretty funny.

He coughs and you allow him to change the subject, and he looks like he's getting serious. “All of that aside, I don't know how long I'm not going to be able to see you for. But I hope that when we do, I'll be a better player for both of us, and I wanna make sure you’re still my biggest fan.” He grabs your hands and looks away, and you can see the redness creeping up to his cheeks. 

Is he trying to make you burst out into tears or is he naturally this endearing? You guess both but that he's not doing it intentionally. He starts debating whether or not he should just run out your door and just go there because your silence is just killing him that much, you’re staring at him with wide eyes and your jaw opened slightly, and honestly, the redness on your face might even start to rival his. But luckily, he doesn't have to do that. You break free of his hold and slap his back as hard as you can, he stumbles a few feet from the unexpected hit. “Of course I will, you dummy,” you huff as you look bashfully to the side. Yoichi lights up and crashes onto you in a hug so tight that you think that it might leave bruises later, but nonetheless, you return it. He presses a kiss to your forehead and before you cant comprehend whats going on, he runs out of your room, making sure to slam the door in the process. If you didn't wake your parents earlier, they're surely up by now. 

You stand there in shock, but not for long as you catch sight of him outside your window, running off to what's probably his football program thing, waving to you with the biggest grin in the world. You're more than happy to reciprocate.

© miowyaa | please do not steal, repost, or translate any of my work.

[ausylusy]

Manjiro stealing izana's gf nsfw

hello, i know its been quite some months since you requested this anon but its finally here. I apologize for being so late lmao but its here and I hope you enjoy this!

There may be some grammar incorrections in the story but english isnt my first language so I apologize in advance!

~MR. STEAL YOUR GIRL~

Sano Manjiro/Mikey × reader!

Warnings: kitty eating

18+!!!

Despite being together for quite some time, Izana's abusive behavior would take a toll on the fragile relationship between him and you. Izana's lack of attention and affection could be seen as a form of abuse, harming you by leaving you constantly feeling ignored, neglected, and unworthy of being loved. This could have long lasting effects on your self-esteem, making you feel like nothing more than a mere object for his pleasure.

You feels alone, isolated, and ignored by Izana. You sit next to a lake and look out into the dark waters, contemplating your life and relationship. As you stare, you begins to doubt whether it is even worth trying to save the relationship. You think to yourself, maybe it would be better to just walk away, to seek a fresh start....

You decided to go to Manjiros house. You trusted Manjiro more than anyone. You feel comfortable opening up and venting to him about how you have been treated by Izana. After awhile you and Manjiro are now in his bedroom. Iz seems he just woke up from a nap. Manjiro looks at you and asks "What happend?". "I've been feeling really neglected and mistreated by Izana lately. He's constantly ignoring my texts and calls and doesn't seem to care about my feelings at all. It's been really hard and I'm not sure what to do." you say as you looked down in sadness. Manjiros eyes widen upon hearing that. He had a crush on you ever since he knew you. He couldnt belive that his brother would treat a beautiful girl like you like some piece of trash. Manjiro approaches you and says."You deserve better than how he has been treating you. He should never be making you feel like that....Besides can treat you better than Izana ever has. I'll pay attention to you, I'll listen to your concerns and actually care about your feelings. I promise I won't treat you the way Izana has." Manjiro said that with no hesitation. Did he just confess to you? You wondered and your eyes were wide open. "Let me prove it to you, yn..." Manjiro leans in and kisses your lips. Your and Manjiros  kisses become more passionate and intense as you two explored each other's mouths with your tongues. You feel your body respond to Manjiro's touch once again as he explores every inch of your mouth with his tongue. You can't help but moan softly into the kiss as you feel yourself getting aroused.

As you twos passion continues to build, Manjiro begins to undress you slowly and sensually. He takes his time exploring every inch of your body as he removes each piece of clothing until you are standing before him completely naked. "So hot for me....fuck..."Manjiro mummers as he looks at your body in hunger. Your face was red as a tomato but you were excited at the same time. Without hesitation, Manjiro picks you up and carries you over to the bed.As they continue to explore each other's bodies, Manjiro begins to focus his attention on your most intimate area. He kisses and licks your inner thighs, making his way closer and closer to your wet pussy."already wet...."manjiro says and chuckles. You gasps as you feel Manjiro's hot breath against your sensitive skin. You can't help but moan loudly as he begins to eat you out, flicking his tongue over her clit with expert precision. You grab onto the sheets tightly as waves of pleasure washes over your body. Your back arches as she feels herself getting closer and closer to climaxing. Manjiro looks up at you with a devilish grin before plunging his tongue into your wetness, making you scream out in pleasure. Then you reached your peak and cummed all over his face. Manjiro looks up at you with a satisfied grin before licking his lips and tasting your sweet juices. "Delicious princess~" Manjiro says and gives you a quick kiss on the lips and whispers in your ear "I love you.....so much princess..."

[gamblersdoll]

PUT MY NAME ON IT, NOW IT DESIGNER 6

angst, hurt to slight fluff, violence and graphic imagery.

“i didnt do shit.” hakari seethed, his hands scrambling for a good reason he was on the spot. he couldnt understand how it had happened, how possibly he had the money but had no transfers from your account to his or vice versa.

“well, how is it in your account!?” you seethed back. sinji had been long gone, which did make you question him, but you were more focused on hakari.

“i told you, i dont know girl!” he shouted, pacing back and forth and in circles.

you were growing tired. so torn in between believing him or giving him the benefit of doubt. a part of you chanted the fact that he had taken money or manipulated you into giving him some money when you were vulnerable, making it hard for his truth. and another part whispered about the past few months he had spent with you, the dates he took you on, the happiness you hadnt felt with sinji, everything. how could you believe him when your money was infact in his bank account ? how could you not believe him and it was a mistake on the transfers end?

you had been in your head for too long, and that worried hakari too much.

“hello?!” he shouted, snapping his fingers in your face. yes you hated when he did that outside of sex, but you needed that snap back to reality. “i didnt touch your money, babydoll. im way past that, dont you realize that?” he asked, tilting his head and looking at you to hope that you came to your senses.

you looked away from him, holding your arms and sighing deeply. you couldnt decide whether or not to believe him. you should believe him! but what if he actually did take the money? what if he didnt? if he didnt, then who did? would you have to start over? what about hakari?

“for now, just leave kinji.” you said, keeping your voice low and gaze away from him. you were definitely shaking, shaking with anxiety and fear, and deep regret. you dont know what exactly you regretted, but that emotion was just present.

hakari sucked his teeth, grabbing his jacket and then you in a fit. he grabbed you ahold by your arm, pulling to his stature and looked down at you. you felt scared for only a glimpse, knowing he isnt the type to beat on women, yet you got startled.

“when i prove this shit false, its gon be me and you.” he said, with somewhat malice and he gritted his eyebrows together. you and him? you wouldnt understand what his version of that was.

and he left without a second glance, slamming the door behind him. he was pissed, most definitely. pissed wasnt the word to use, seething, he was practically melting with rage and revenge. because he wasnt that kind of boy no more that would do that shit. he was grown, grown and well financially capable of taking care of himself, you, and certainly much more. so the fact he was even accused of theft from you drove him absolutely mad.



and the weeks of not talking to kinji were pure fucking hell. you wanted to reach out, you had to. you could actually say that you missed him, contrary to what you would verbalize. you couldnt land a finger on what had happened. and the truth could be right in front of you. hell, you know its some shit when even maki or panda were shocked– especially panda, since hakari was supposedly to exploit him.

and the house was no better. you were alone, but by choice. sinji of course would reach out to you and talk as if nothing had happened, as if he didnt just cause discord between you, him, and kin. you didnt want sinji, you wanted hakari, more than anything. you made the bed, you need to lie in it.

New notification!

you sprung out of your chair, hoping and praying to the gods it was hakari, your hakari, hoping he had texted you about seeing him, anything to show he was innocent like you wanted him to be.

“Sinji: what you wearin? 👀”

you groaned, throwing your head back and choosing to not reply. maybe you wouldnt talk to hakari ever. maybe that was the end of your chapter.

or so you thought.

it was maybe around one in the morning, you slowly drifting to sleep and having just binged watched some show that was trendy.. what was it? love is blind? you got ran the fuck over with that statement. but you felt your phone go off, groaning in annoyance and opening your phone. your heart shot up.

New notification!

“hakari: link @ that coffee shop you like first thing, dont keep me waiting.”

and you didnt keep him waiting, tapping your thumbs together and tapping your foot. he was sitting across from you, not even looking but you can tell he had maybe finally calmed down, he was unreadable at this time.

“hakari i-“ you started, but he interrupted you by putting his hand up, pausing you before you even started. you almost swatted his hand away, just from natural reaction, but you caught it before he caught you. he whipped his phone out, opening his transaction history and having you read it. “read that shit back to me.”

you read it slow, analyzing and gazing at everything. and you had never felt more confused or just slow.

“… what does any of this mean, kin?” you asked, failing to see the bigger picture or maybe you were just slow with a capital “s”.

“hard transaction deposit.” he repeated back, folding his arms together and looking at you. “that means that a third party went into your account, took your money, transferred it to my account, and was using a burner.” he said, he always did his best to not mansplain things but it was needed.

“okay, so.. was it any of your boys?” you asked, “because didnt you transfer money to me when we started talking again?”

“did i send it, or did i take money?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “i have the option to send and transfer money to you, not take it out. and using last time isnt a good excuse ‘cause you sent it to me. neva had the option to take yo money straight from the accounts.”

“okay, thats true, ill give you that..” you said, chewing on your thumb nail, and causing hakari to move your hand away from your mouth. and receiving a ‘stop biting your nail, mama,’ “then who did?”

“the burner traces back to sinji, obviously.” he said, rolling his eyes and sucking his teeth. “the dumbass forgot about IP addresses and shit. i didn’t expect you to know cause numbers dont go good with you.” he jabbed, but thats just how he was. he wasn’t being a dick, though. he just knew the truth.

“im sorry-“

“oh, you will be.” he paused you again, giving a small smile. that scared the shit out of you, the whole saying of ‘fuck around find out’ shit from him.

“hakari chill out!” you said, but one of his clients holding their hand out in front of you to stop you in your tracks, shaking his head at you.

your current position? watching your.. ex? sneaky link? side man? hakari pounding his fist into sinji’s jaw and focusing only on that. sinji wasnt looking too hot.. shit , when did he ever? he was all bruised and purple, also soaked in blood from his broken nose and limp jaw that was clearly dislocated. this had gone on for at least ten minutes. and everyone knew that it was done now, you question how he was able to take a beating like that from hakari.

but for hakari, for one good last blow, stomped his shoulder blade in, hearing a crunch and sinji writhing in pain.

“ill but you a new carpet tomorrow, yall–“ he pointed at the clientele he had hired for his fight club, and shooing them out. “yall leave but be round at arms reach.” he said. “you.” he pointed at you, beckoning his finger at you, “cmere.” and you had no choice to.

“hak-“

“unt unt, no talking, you gon listen to this shit.” he said, putting a hand on your back and one around your throat softly. “you my girl now, no more sinji, in fact he gon watch me while i fuck you.” he said, gritting his eyebrows together and nibbling at your throat. “you and me.” he growled softly. “i fucken love you.”

you cant get a chance to respond, but you were already on your back while he was gripping at your clothes. it made you aroused, not lying to yourself. you needed this, because sinji hadnt dicked you down, and can never now.

“and bitchboy over here is going to hear, and watch me fuck my girl, whether he likes it or not.”

[muikitoo]

Sooooooooooooo...

so...

Are you still taking requests?...

Idk what you are comfortable with doing or not... But if you are ok with it, could you do a Rise Leo x Reader anxiety attack?

*Nervous anime sweat drops 👉👈*

Like, maybe the Reader has been masking emotions all day and when Leo comes over they break down or catches them mid break down... Or something like that...?

Thank you!

*Runs away-*

Anxiety attack

Leo x gn! s/o who is having an anxiety attack.

Warnings

Anxiety attack, but the rest is fluff and comfort.

A/N:

I was actually pretty excited to write this. I hope it turned out well enough

- When he finds u in the middle of an anxiety attack, he panics. A lot.

- Quickly goes and gets you some water.

- He tries to calm you down, without necessary touching you or doing anything that could possibly trigger you more.

- breathing exercises/techniques

- after youve calmed down a little he tries to use reassuring words and hugs u gently(only if u let him).

- "Its okay. Youre safe now, i promise."

- it rally hurts him to see you like that, he loves you more than anything.

- After some time he'll ask to talk to you about what happened, if you dont wana talk abt it then he'll try and distract u/make u feel better (movies, games, cuddles, ect) and then talk about it whenever you need

Leo decided to visit you, worried. You hadn't texted or called him in a while. He thought you were just busy bc of school and that you'd visit the lair after your classes ended, but you never did.

Once he entered your apartment/house - it was awfully quiet. He felt his heart start to race, thinking about everything that couldve possibly happened. "Y/n? Hermosa? You home?" He said nervously. He was afraid, which he usually masks well, but this time he couldnt even think of that. He needed to make sure youre okay. The more he got closer to your room, the more he could hear faint sobs. He entered your room and saw you on the floor, shaking.

"Y/n!" He was quick to be by your side. He was confused and didnt want to touch you or do anything triggering. He quickly ran to the kitchen to grab you some water. He helped you drink some and then set the cup down somewhere and then turned his attention back to you. "Breathe, love. Breathe." He made you look at him as he told you to follow his instructions, breathing slowly - in and out.

"hey, do you mind if i hold you for a little while?" He asked after youve calmed down a bit. After getting your approval, he slightly scooted towards you and gently layed your head on his plastron, wrapping his arms around you. "Do you mind telling me what happened? Or do you want to talk about it later? As you amazing and handsome boyfriend i want to be here for you through this and help you anyway i can!" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood a little and wanting to earn atleast a small smile from you. You let out a shaky giggle, telling him about your stressful day and everything that happened during the classes. He listened carefully, petting your hair and humming every once in a while to let you know he's listening.

After having a talk and making sure youre okay, you decided to watch a movie. "You know what? Ill be generous today and let my amazing s/o pick whatever movie you want." He smirked as he pecked your head, getting comfortable in the sheets as he handed you the remote.

A/N: i wrote this in school so it was rushed. Im not that educated in stuff like this so if i got something wrong please correct me without being rude.

[thedoover-if]

So it sounds like it's set that MC's ex cheated on them, but, since different people have different concepts of cheating... Is it set what exactly the ex did, and what the boundaries were?

nobody asked for this but im just gonna use this to give a little more background LOL (under the cut)

so the ex works a white collar job and when they got together with the MC that was the case back then too. they've had multiple promotions and such since but typically they'd be out the house by 8.30 and back at home at 6 latest mon-fri (the MC has their office at home).

they started cheating with a work colleague about a year before the official divorce but even now the MC doesn't truly know cause the ex was very calculated with it.

building up to the actual cheating part (sleeping with their colleague) theyd make sure to mention fake business events, changes in work schedule and so on WAY in advance (a month prior) so it wouldn't be suspicious. thats mainly why they were able to get away with it for so long! if the ex was ever late for dinners or dates, the MC knew about this and reason for this many weeks prior, so communication always seemed transparent.

after roughly 6 months the ex forgot to lock their draw and when the MC went to look for some patient files they had misplaced they stumbled across a draw full of nude paintings of this one recurring person. each picture was more intimate than the previous, and there were about 20. (by the way, the ex never mentioned this habit or asked to paint the MC ever so that was a shock)

when the MC confronted the ex, they confessed immediately but also repeatedly said that it was purely sex and there were no emotions at play. and if the MC asked why, they couldnt explain it. all they said was "i don't know". thats why even if the mc decided to give them another chance the ex refused. they really believed the MC would be better off without them

hearing about the MCs accident just kinda forced them to really think about their whole life and the years spent with the MC. and even though they remarried there were NEVER any feelings involved. they just kind of went with the flow cause the person they cheated with wanted them to take the next step and at that point the ex didnt have much left anyway.

(btw the ex did NOT tell their partner they were going back to town to check on MC *facepalm*. so they're sat at home thinking it's a work trip...🚩🚩)

sorry for the long wall of text i got carried away haha but yeah LOL

fyi this is a standalone game so if you choose 'the ex' ro route, once you rekindle your relationship it's up in the air whether you grow old together or they cheat again (thats your belief!!)...

[ghxstyfae]

Loves a journey ♡ Rafe Cameron

Synopsis: in which cupid sends Rafe his soulmate, except he cant adapt to his newfound feelings and instead translates it into rage until he cant handle it anymore. Eventual fluff

Warnings: angst, bully rafe -> soft rafe, hes just rlly bad at identifying his emotions lmao, part 2 will be fluffy and cute yk

Tags: @sunflowerleii @itzdarling

Love at first sight was never even an option for Rafe Cameron. Lust existed. Sex existed. But love? Love was an idea so unfathomable to Rafe that he wouldnt know how to fall in love, let alone at first sight. When the universe sends him his soulmate, how will he deal with the intense blooming feelings he develops simply upon looking at her?

Easy. Denial and rage.

When Noémie Di Bendetto and her family moved to the island, he hated her. She was a kook like him, and had been nothing but kind to everyone she met. She had never spoke rudely of him or even looked wrong in his direction, but he couldnt help the deep sense of hatred he felt.

He remembers the first time they met. Her father and Ward worked together and the Camerons invited them over for supper. They sat beside eachother and she attempted to make polite conversation with him. She was too nice. Like an angel.

She had to be fucking with him? Surely shes heard the rumours of him? And if not she would soon, and abandon him eventually anyways, so what was the point?

This was his logic with most of his "friends" nowadays. He only talked to girls to fuck them, and unless they were Topper or Kelce, his other friends were like pawns to him. He didnt trust anyone, he couldn't.

Noémie never let up though. She always greeted him with a smile, and even a hug if she got the chance, clinging onto him like a koala. His heart would swell when she looked up at him like he hung the stars in the sky, but because couldnt identify the feeling in his chest, he labelled it as hatred.

In his mind, it was hatred that ran so deep he didnt want her to he happy. Thats the only reason his chest tightened when he saw her laughing with some random guy who could never treat her the way he could. No other possibilities.

He only learned it was love after blowing up at her. She had brought the Camerons a pie she baked and had caught Rafe on a day worse then usual.

As normal, she was as sweet as sugar. She offered him the biggest smile even though he snarled at her upon opening the door. Instead of being gentlemanly like he knew he should've been, like he wanted to be, he yelled, or rather screamed and berated at her to leave them alone and stop clinging on and trying to get him to like her. He said nasty, hurtful things, and accused Noémie of things he knew weren't true.

He expected that to make her cry or break her spirit, and he regretted it directly after saying it but she didnt even flinch. Her face went stone cold and she gave him this look, with a bit of a smirk, that made his heart drop.

She ignored him for the next couple weeks and he couldn't stop thinking of her. He tried approaching her twice and she shut him down with a harsh "no".

He was going insane. She was like an addiction he didnt know he had. He had seen her nearly everyday, she texted him all the time, brightened every moment of his life, and he destroyed that.

By the third week without her, he decided he needed to apologize, he'd crawl on his hands and knees to beg for her forgiveness, anything to get back in her good graces.

He wasnt sure what it was. He didnt like her, this should be exactly what he wants. For her to just leave him alone, like he asked.

He drove to her house late at night, sending her a text he knew she would ignore (he still felt better sending the text as if 'announcing' his presence), and slipping through the backdoor that they kept unlocked. He snuck up to her room with the percision of many late night teenage hookups.

Her door was slightly peaked open and so was her window. He wasnt surprised. She was such a trusting individual sleeping with such easy ways to enter was completely on brand. He was, however surprised, when he crept beside her and pulled the cover off her shoulder a tiny bit to tap her awake, she was wearing bothing but a thin, lacy white nightgown. As if the change in tempture shoxked her awake, Noémie eyes snapped open.

"Rafe. Why are you in my room at four in thr morning?"

"I couldn't sleep..."

[sniffsy]

some recent scenes!! (read alt text pls)

if you cant access the alt text: scene one: this scene was a test for a comic my friend and i are working on. scout was considering betraying soldier, and i decided to make a first-person scene. really, REALLY proud of this one, even though i didnt really rig the characters, but took the pictures and edited the lighting. scene two: this scene was my friend and i goofin around in kong king, since he played the map earlier that day for the first time and loved it. we had both just gotten the ragdoll mover, so it was kinda a test of that as well. he modeled medic, sniper, spy and scout, while i modeled heavy, pyro, engi and demoman. we also hadnt found out about advanced rigs yet, so we fucked up demos face and we couldnt change it back without it looking wonky, so we kept his… whatever that is on his face. scene three: this is my first scene i made on my own! it was started without ragdoll mover (physgun only) but i started using it around halfway through. i wanted a harvest scene that was from the perspective of the blue team about to cap but being destroyed by the red team. i also hadnt figured out advanced rigs until i started rigging demo, so thats why scout looks like he just lost everything important to him. im really proud of this one, i just feel like the camera is a little wonky + low quality. if anyone has any tips for taking better screenshots, i will GLADLY take them. scene four: fhrfrjfbe you can tell this scene was made with just the physgun. this is my first EVER scene really. it was when my friend and i combined my personal tf2 au and emisis blue, and the idea we had was pretty cool, so we might start working on it again. its overall a mid scene, but i wanted to upload it anyways.

[crushculture03]

Chapter 20

It was finally the start of the tour, the band had made their way up to Manchester for their big home town show.

Over the past couple weeks, the band and jules have gotten to know jade more, and the 6 all clicked with eachother, but the person she seemed to bond the most with was matty, the two spent alot of time talking, and that didn't go unnoticed by jules. She wasn't one for jealously, she knew matty had female friends and obviously didnt mind, she's not that type of girlfriend, but something about them felt off, she couldnt tell what it was but she didn't have a good feeling about the situation, but she decided to brush it off for the time being.

"Hey Jules" jade greeted as she walked up to the merch stand, "Hey jade, you ready for your first night of the tour?" she asked, jade nodded her head in response "Yeah! I'm really excited, it should be fun" the girl responded. "Yes! In the meantime though, here is a copy of the checklist, if you could do me a favor and go over all the boxes and just make sure we have everything in stock" jules said, as she handed the girl a clipboard and a pen. "Will do!" jade responded and made her way to where the boxes were.

After the show..

Jules quickly made her way backstage, as it was tradition for her to give matty a kiss as soon as he was done. She quickly opened the door to the green room and spotte her favorite curly haird boy, she ran up to him and engulfed him in a huge hug, she didn't care that he was all sweaty, she was just so proud of him.

"Hey baby, you enjoy the show tonight" he asked, hugging her back "Yeah you did amazing I'm so proud of you all" she gushed. Without her knowledge, jade walked into the room, causing matty to turn his head in her direction, just as jules was about to kiss him, He pulled away from her and quickly made his way over to the petite blonde, "Hey matty you did amazing!" she said, "aw thank you" matty responded, jules watched this interaction from a far, still in shock matty not only rejected her kiss, the one that was a tradition ever since they got together, but left her mid conversation to talk to jade.

Jules's heart had cracked a little when it happened, she couldn't believe he would do that. She felt like she was overreacting a bit, but she didn't care, the man she loved seemed more interested in talking to jade then to her, so she left.

Jules quickly walked out of the room, matty noticed but thought she was just leaving to use the restroom. Jules quickly made her way to the restroom before anyone could see the tears that were starting to form in her eyes. She quickly called the one person who could make her feel better.

"Hello jules you ok?" charli asked on the other line, "No-no som-something happened" jules stuttered, more tears flowing down her face as the heartbreak set in. "Babe what's wrong is this something to do with matty? Do you need to come over? " charli's now panicked voice asked, "Y-yes and yes, but I'm at the venue" jules responded, "First off breathe for me jules, try to calm down as much as you can, second can you make it up to the back of the venue, go find mark and have him take you to the park across the street, I'll pick you up there and we'll go back to my room sound good?" charli asked, "yeah, I'll see you soon" jules responded, quickly saying goodbye to her friend.

She looked at herself in the mirror and thought, "Am I overreacting to this?". After a minute to gather herself, she quickly made her way to the lobby and grabbed her purse, from there she found mark and he escorted her to the park across the way and waited with her until charli came to pick her up.

The whole time not one text or call was received from matty, truth be told at the moment she was getting in the car with charli, matty had asked jade if she wanted to go get some drinks at a bar, completely oblivious to the fact he had a girlfriend.

Maybe their love wasn't as strong as they both thought it was.

Once the two arrived at the hotel, and made their way up to charlis room, jules broke down in her friends arms. "Its ok babe I got you" charli whispered as she embraced her friend, and slowly rubbed her back, trying to calm her. After a few minutes, julies sobs turned into sniffles and she finally pulled away from her friend.

"You wanna talk about it jules?" charli asked, jules nodded her head in response, "So matty and I have this tradition, where everytime he gets off stage I go hug him and give him a kiss, well today when I was about to kiss him, jade walked into the room and he walked over to her and ignored me, hell he hasn't even texted me asking where I went" she said, a few stray tears still fell from her eyes as she recalled the events of the night.

"Jules I'm so sorry, he doesn't deserve you darling. I'm appalled at the way hes acting, what a dickhead next time I see him I will be fighting him just so you know" charli commented, jules chuckled softly at her last statement. "I know you'd win in a fight against him anyday" jules said, "Damn right i would" charli responded, which caused the two to break out laughing.

"Now what do you say we watch a movie, and I'll ask george to pick us up some ice cream, sound good?". Jules nodded her head in response "Sounds good", "Awesome I'll call text him right now" and with that charli sent a text off to her boyfriend, letting him know the situation and also asking him to bring some ice cream.

A/N : i'm sorry for that, next chp is not going to be any better for the couple i fear

[theroachtoes]

me when i was in Elearning/online school.

Context: me in 2019ish-2020ish was absolutely STUPID. I had been searching horrible stuff on a SCHOOL chromebook for shits and giggles because for some reason i decided it would be better to not search it on my own phone? See i wasnt suicidal and ive barely ever thought of dying but i still looked up shit like “how to die without pain” which i totally couldve worded better because i was just curious about the most painless way to well 😵 and my mom had kept reciving multiple calls from the district (they had thought i was going to ATTEMPT it.😓) my dumbass was giggling the entire time my mom was telling me “DONT FUCKING KILL YOURSELF. THATS SO FUCKING STUPID” 😭which it is BUT I COULDNT TAKE IT SERIOUSLY AT ALL… like i told her i had missclicked on those (like the little search tabs and stuff WHICH I DID DO ALOT since i was really bad and chromebook stuff and typing for years,but ive improved now because of those damn TYPING CLUB things) anyway my dumbass did this like 8 times that year 😓

next the context of “K. K” see idk if tumblr would allow it so i censored it out of the text

I just didnt know what it was and searched it up on my CHROMEBOOK yet again

The “how to make a bomb” one was just me curious because i couldnt tell sarcasm through text before(look man me before was so stupid and unaware like i guess ive only started being uhmm like idk more aware about shit since last year because godamn has having moots changed me) anyway someone on a discord server had asked abt something about making bombs or something so i wanted to be helpful and i looked it up to tell them only to be greeted to it being blocked and my mom receiving a call

Hitman hiring. i thought i was cool. If i could get a hitman😓😭LIKE HOW WOULD I EVEN PAG ANYway and off my mom gets calls

Anyway i kinda wanna post about the old me but my eyes are shutting wnd i might need to eep slee

[churchofperiloustimes]

i feel so fucking bad right like. im exhausted and tired and some days i still dont really eat or drink. i dont really miss my ex and i havent loved them since they first screamed at me. i thought i did but i couldnt. it was gone, i rocked shut like a clamshell. i havent had feelings for them in a long while besides shaking and being scared when they text me. but ive lost so much the past year and i just keep losing everything. my future looks like a black hole. i wish i could just lie in bed and be held and thats sure not happening bc people terrify me and touch feels like im being groped unless someone is dating me. i've lost so much and maybe ill lose everything. i opened myself up one time to try to trust someone and i made a very bad choice by choosing someone with an unimaginable cruel streak. id have been so much safer had i chosen to stay and live out of my truck or on the streets. id literally be so much better off.

i always wanted to be loved by someone and to love someone else but a solid year of being told everything about me sucks, that i never finish anything i start, that im not romantic enough while being screamed at for hours a week and working myself sick as a disabled person, that im a piece of shit and everything i do is wrong, that im disgusting and stupid and cant do anything right, watching someone hate me more than ive hated anyone besides my uncle and being told over and over again it is love... and then to have multiple friends of mine turn on me while in that situation and decide it has to be my fault ("why do you think everything is an apology? that set them off." because they tell me all the time that doing things for me is.) ("i just think you're toxic. you could leave and you won't. this isn't abuse." i spend at least four hours a day on the phone with social services crying and vomiting from stress while they laugh and hang up.) all because they dont want to hold the rope for a drowning person... it's fucked.

i'm always the one right wingers always choose to try to kill in any room of gay people. im always the one other gay people choose to let die when the water starts rising. is this just what being autistic is, forever, when you arent the fun tiktok kind everyone is now? a fucking social boot splintering your face over and over forever while you're homeless over and over and degrade every year?

i think im too fucked up like... bro i can barely even socialize in the most basic of ways anymore. something happened to me in this last spate of abuse. something in me has fully broken. i can't even socialize in the most basic of ways without feeling confused and dissociating and not understanding what basic social cues mean anymore. i have a new group of friends who are really good to me and most days im barely understanding anything socially happening there, and i'm leaning hard on people to help me interpret the social movements of all the others. i feel like i need a literal rehabilitation for reality, to relearn that yes DOES mean yes and no DOES mean no and silence isnt any answer at all. im so fucking paranoid about pissing people off or being annoying or being rude or crossing boundaries. 2024 felt like a masterclass in unraveling someones mind.

there are so many things i flinch at and that scare me now. so many social signals that went from being things i memorized and knew what they meant and now they just read DANGER and thyere a big black box to me. it's so terrifying how one person can ruin and damage so much about me in the course of a year. i attempted so many times that last few months.

im so fucking annoying too like. idk whats wrong with me because i cant STAND people around me irl but online ive become SO fucking annoying, like i just cant stop fucking YAKKING and annoying everyone around me, i can feel it.

[felixmoonstar]

Hello, goodafternoon everyone, im here once again to publish another one of my pieces of writting. Im sorry for the lack of recent interaction, i had a criativity block and couldnt do anything new, but now ive come with a new piece, and quiet a different one if you put it aside with my other texts. Anyways, ill leave a song for you to enjoy while you read it. Also, i may make a POV of the other characters in this specific piece, also as always, im open for critics that could make me better in my writting, and i hope yall have a nice day.

The Discovery.

"I'm sitting on the branches of a tree, one already leafless due to winter, which is close to a cozy house, I have nowhere to go and nothing better to do, so I just stay there, sitting, watching the house . I stay here from 7:00 pm to 9:00 pm, until I realize that no one else is awake, I find this peculiar, as I'm not used to sleeping so early, but I don't think much about it, and just relax for now. Im bathed by a beautiful light as the moon and stars answer my staring, those that were my only company that night, and I ask myself why all this, whats the reason of this lack of opportunities, this headache and mainly, this lack of a person to be with me. These questions and others haunt my head, I don't understand the reason for all this, and I'm afraid the answer will make me even worse, although I think that's okay, after all, nothing makes sense, and nobody knows that I'm alone anyways, apart from the presence of the moon. I feel a slight butterflies in my stomach, followed by a lump in my throat after thinking for too long, so I decide to try to get closer, I climb down from the tree with some ease, then I approach the door and gently try to open it, failing, as I was locked. Soon after, I walk around the house looking for somewhere I could get in, and I find an open window that I assumed was a bathroom, so I climbed the house to get in there. I used my arms to reach the window, strangely those houses around seemed like quiet small, then after a few seconds of climbing, I was inside, and I gently opened the door so as not to wake anyone, then i went to the kitchen to try to find something to eat after all these days without eating, after that i heard glass breaking, and I look back. I see a terrified man, shaking and with his mouth open, the glass that broke was a glass of water, and as i saw the person's fear I triednto talk "Hello" I said, and that just made the man scared even more, and scream running upstairs, which made me look at myself. Long arms and fingers, gray skin, erratically shaped legs, and extremely long nails, then I realized why everyone avoided me, why I had no one why they turned off the lights and went to bed so early, those houses arent small, my arms are simply too big, this is why people are afraid of me,this is why they try to run away, i spent my whole life deceiving myself, but in the end there was no doubt, I am a monster."

Why i choose that music?: i thought that the kinda sad type of music would make sense for this text, plus, the protagonist of the history is a monster, and i guess that ghosts are as well, i dont know if it counts but oh well. Anyways hope yall think its a good option and that it matched. Once again, thanks for your time, and have a nice day.

[woonova]

꩜ ﾟ˖ FRIDAYS ﹙debut ﹚

◟﹙ 🏐 ﹚nishimura riki ﹕oneshot ﹙ @woonova ﹚

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  written to stargazing by the neighbourhood

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  genre non-idol au, friends to lovers, fluff, one shot ?

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  synopsis  two friends in love solidify their feelings on a friday night, the luminous stars in the sky being their witness.

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  warning ....

ʚɞ ﾟ˖  wc 0.73k

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NIKI HAD ALWAYS LOVED FRIDAYS FOR MANY REASONS, it was the last day of the academic week which meant — 2 free days for him to do as he wanted without worrying about a certain math assignment he had to turn in the next day, or a history quiz he absolutely needed to study for. it was also the day he could stay back late with his friends, since he had no practice and no duties to complete.

But the most important reason was you.

Since the faithful day you and niki became friends, on the first day of highschool you had always went out together on a friday afternoon. whether it was simply for a pint of ice cream that you would both end up sharing in the latter parts of the night, or the calm evening walks accompanied by the soft melodies that traveled through the shared pair of earbuds. you had always managed to make his friday better one way or the other.

On this particular friday, you and niki were scheduled to a picnic date, which you were currently running late to. you had made sure to text him in advance seeing as he decided to leave earlier so he could set up while you stayed back at school to finish up your duties, but you still couldnt shake the slight guilt in the back of your mind as you looked up at the sky — the sun already making its early departure.

Luckily, you werent far from the park and soon you were standing a good distance away from niki, his posture immediately picking up as he caught sight of you, sending a wave and that big boxy smile you had grown to love.

"Sorry I kept you waiting," you started with a breathless tone "i would've gotten here sooner if-"

"its okay," niki quickly shushed you, patting the space next to him as an indication for you to sit to which you happily did. "you're here now," he said in that infamously low tone as he brushed your damp bangs away from your flushed forehead resulting in your cheeks gaining a similar fate.

This friday went just like any other. you and niki either eating the delicious food his mom prepared, holding short but meaningful conversations or just simply sitting in scilence, enjoying the company of each other.

But you noticed niki had been acting a bit odd throughout your time spent together. he had been unusually quite, with a clearly distant mind but ironically the most clingiest hes ever been. continuously finding a way to hold your hand, tapping your cheek, or poking his finger into your deep dimples — anything to seemingly get your attention. but when you gave it to him he would just turn away mindlessly distancing him self as he looked for something to hold his attention until you looked away.

You had slowly given into his routine, finding this as another way to playfully tease the legendary prankster himself. so this time when you quickly raised your head up, hoping to catch him in the act, you were utterly surprised to find his face directly in front of you, sharp eyes boring straight into yours.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you awkwardly tried to move away wanting to get out of this situation as fast as possible, but niki didnt let you. all you could feel was the faint touch of his fingers on yours as he pulled you closer and placed his eager lips on yours.

Your heart rate picked up and you were sure you were probably about to pass out soon but you let all those thoughts fade as you moved your hand to cup his cheek, slowly responding to his kiss.

Pulling away, with red cheeks and slightly swollen lips niki offered you another one of those cute box-like smiles squeezing your hand placed beneath his. you looked up at him mirroring his expression before placing another shy peck on his lips, following the action by laying your head on his shoulder in an attempt to hide your own crimson coloured cheeks.

You had never spent a friday like this with niki before and looking up at him with sparkling eyes only to find him looking back at you with even brighter ones, you were sure you both wouldn't mind if there was a shift in your friday routine.

© https://...woonova | 2023

[avsonice]

I feel like we need something about Nate proposing ☺️

THIS IS WHOLESOME

nate was a wreck. hed pick up the custom engagement ring a few days after they won the cup. win or lose he planned on asking you but now he had a new plan.

after his day with the cup he decided to have the party back where it all started, the small pond near where everything started. the place he used to dream about this very moment. The Cup, his friends, Sid, and a beautiful woman that he could call his wife one day. his plan was for that to start today. Cogs and Sid knew, they helped him hide it from you and distract you when he went to retrieve the ring from his suitcase inside. now as everyone partied up by the house he stood on the dock of that little pond he used to spend hours on with a ring box burning a hole in his pocket. nate rubbed over his face and tapped two fingers on the box and grabbed his phone from his other pocket. he sent the thumbs up emoji (👍🏼) to cogs for him to send you down. cogs sent the same text back with a smiley face. when nate looked up at the house he saw you talking with sid and cogs waiting for cogs to point to him. when he did you smiled and nodded. nate shook as he watched you walk down the hill toward him chuckling as you held your arms out to keep your balance.  “hi honey!” you smiled taking a step onto the dock he stood on.  nate reached out for you make sure you were steady on the dock next to him. pulling you over to lean on the railing next to him.  “you okay bubba?” you asked rubbing your hand over his back.  nate took a deep breath and nodded looking over at you his lips tilting in a small smile.  “just really happy”  you smiled stepping closer to him resting your head on his shoulder.  “you know, i dreamed about this day. for a really long time. i used to skate around on his lake and pretend i was holding the cup over my head” nate smiled at the memory his head hanging between his shoulders.  “you should come back up to the party honey, come enjoy your day” you tried.  “i have something id like to do first”  nate turned toward you taking a deep breath and smiling.  “i love you, so much. and i can’t believe we’re doing this. i couldnt ask for someone better to spend this day with.” nate stopped, starting to tear up. “i couldnt have done this without you.” you smiled reaching out to touch the hair over his ear.  “i love you, and i never want to picture my life without you. when i used to picture holding the cup over my head i used to picture a girl, someone who loved me in a way that no one else does. youre that girl; youre that girl and more.”  nate reached into his pocket fumbling with the box before pulling it out and getting on his knee.  “i love you and i want to spend my life with you by my side. so please marry me?”