#if you think nobody loves you that is false. i love u all

[officialclangen]

hey mods <33 love you guys <333 this is your reminder to straighten your backs, drink some water, and take your medications if you haven't already <3333 pls take care of yourselves <333333

Thank you for your kindness! <3 Passing this reminder on to all our followers - take care of yourselves, remember you are loved!

☆ Fable ☆

[lewisvinga]

ultimate merc team | george russell x fem! reader

summary; no one expected mercedes’ rookie to already be soft launching a few months into her f1 career. turns out her mystery man is someone fans all know and love.

fc; erika hauser

warnings; ?one curse word i think

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03

note: requested !lewis n george pics are perf to use bc lewis is so small compared to george 😭😭😭😭

masterlist !

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yourusername: monaco + mercedes double podium babyyyyyy !! what a weekend 🩵

tagged; mercedesamgf1, georgerussell63

username: miss y/n…. WHAT IS THIS??

username: she’s soft launching ???😫

username: FINALLY A GOOD WEEK FOR MERCEDES🙏🙏

username: used to pray for times like theseeeee

georgerussell63: you’re so small i almost didn’t see you on the podium ://

yourusername: LMAOOO i hate u sm im gonna crash into u next time 😂🤣🤣

mercedesamgf1: pls don’t

username: MERC ADMIN😭😭

username: the last picture wtf i’m so???&-@;&/

username: wdym y/n is taken😭😭💔

landonorris: i guess i know how merc’s ass looks like 😒😒😒

yourusername: george’s* ass

georgerussell63: it’s quite nice isn’t it 🤔🤔

alex_albon: funny one, george! hilarious even!

username: kakdoajcosk they’re all so😭

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[caption 1; all of my money goes to her but i don’t regret it one bit!] [caption 2; 🤍]

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[caption 1; when he won’t let you buy your own handbags… thank you sm my love 🥹🫶] [caption 2; styling my new baby for date night ❤️‍🩹]

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[caption 1; big george n mini georgie] [caption 2; smiley after fp1 ???]

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[caption 1; ‘george, take a picture of my the lighting is so good!’ proceeds to make me take ( i kid you not) 478 pictures)] [caption 2; 🌸🌸]

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yourusername: our job is beach ☀️🏝️

tagged; georgerussell63

georgerussell63: beachhhhh🌊⛱️👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 liked by yourusername !

username: what happened to ur bf???? are u cheating on him???

yourusername: ya he decided to cut his hair and shave his 3 facial hairs after i told him not to😢😢

georgerussell63: I SAID I’M SORRY IT WAS A MISTAKE I KNOW💔

username: HUHHH

username: george and y/n dating was NOT on my bingo list what

username: ugh y/n’s fits always eat, thank goodness merc got a fashionista after lewis 😫

username: the way u can see george’s shadow in the 4th pic nobody talk to me 😞😞

username: THE WATERMELON PICTURE?&/,9&/9;&

username: george russell i was unfamiliar ….

lilymhe: WOWZERS😍😍😍 i want u, leave him lets run away together 😘😘😘

yourusername: i’ll meet u in an hour my honey bunches of oats 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

georgerussell63: hold onnnn, not my gf take anyone but my gf 😞

alex_albon: how about TAKE NO ONE since lily is MY girlfriend😒

yourusername: false she’s actually mine🤍

georgerussell63: where tf does that leave me😒😒😒

landonorris: hey baby😘😘

georgerussell63: HELP ME Y/N😨😨

username: LMAODKSLDS

username: IM IN TEARSSS😭😭

username: the first fit is so mwah😫

username: merc serving cunt wowzers

username: how many letters in mercedes ?😋

username: ATEEE

mercedesamgf1: our drivers dating = the ultimate merc team😎😎 liked by yourusername and georgerussell63.

[unalivejournal]

imagine a tumblr simulator set in the velvet goldmine universe lmfao

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🎹 wilderatz Follow

DNI if you still support br*an sl*de after the shooting hoax. what he did was fucking unacceptable and pathetic. the panic and heartbreak on the dashboard that day was absolutely traumatizing. and the fact that it was all for cheap publicity makes it even more despicable. if you HAVE to listen to his records the least you could do is buy them secondhand

#so glad curt never cut that record with him

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⭐️ glittersisgay

i got new boots! seeing the flaming creatures tonight :-) life is good

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👨🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼 wildemons Follow

sorry but the sladewild narrative is CRAAAAZY. like imagine you start off as a nobody performer and becoming enthralled by this rockstar after he shows up your act and you end up becoming famous by being inspired by his stage presence AND YOU BECOME FAMOUS ENOIGH TO GO TO AMERICA AND MEET THIS GUY AND YOUR LABELS START FABRICATING A RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN U TWO TO GENERATE PUBLICITY FOR YOUR NEW ALBUM BUT THEN YOU ACTUALLY FALL IN LOVE AND HAVE TO KEEP IT A SECRET BUT THEN THE PAPARAZZI FINDS OUT AND YOU HAVE A HUGE FALLING OUT BUT THEN A FEW WEEKS LATER YOURE SPOTTED IN THE CROWD AT THE DEATH TO GLITTER SHOW

♻️ 🦷 roxytunes Follow

lmfao WHAT are you talking about. swear to god i’m sick of you invasive freaks trying to make things up about real peoples lives. the part about the labels trying to market slade and wild as a couple isn’t even true. yes they were heavily publicized as close friends but they never admitted to being in a relationship. also receipts on brian being at the death to glitter show???? stop spreading false information

♻️ 👨🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼 wildemons Follow

anyways watch out for my new sladewild maxwell demon tour era fic that will be published in my next zine 💋

#my mutual was literally next to him in the crowd.

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🪩 girlboydragdemon

at the Sombrero Club with the glamrocktuals YAYYYY

♻️ 🪩 girlboydragdemon

Hangover.

#we may have made. mistakes. #also we think brian slade’s former manager was in the booth behind us

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🌟 venusinpurrs

♻️ 🎸 balladofmaxwellsemen Follow

WHY ARE WE PITTING THREE BAD BITCHES AGAINST EACH OTHER

♻️🌟 venusinpurrs

better question WHY ARE VENUS IN FURS LOSING GUYS CMON ITS OBVIOUSLY THE RATS

♻️🌟 venusinpurrs

do you people hate dykes

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💋 jack-fairy-fan51 Follow

Anyone else feel like this Tommy stone guy showed up out of nowhere?

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❇️ 20th-cxntury-bxy

Well…. it’s been a fun time on the road with Malcolm & co. (@/theflamingcreatures) but in the months following the hoax and the death to glitter tribute I’ve been feeling more and more inclined to move on. idk. i know there’s still an active tumblr community but in the real life scene it feels like everyone’s just…. given up. I’ll be starting a new job soon and won’t have a lot of time to post. Might delete this blog in the near future. remember to support local shows and keep being yourself

#a.journal

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👨‍🎤 lipstickkissedelbowglove

word on the street is that mandy slade divorced brian???? lmao get his ass

♻️👨‍🎤 lipstickkissedelbowglove

[#finally i have a chance with her]

you’re funny if you think any of us on this site have an inkling of a chance with her

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🎸 balladofmaxwellsemen Follow

Just found this on the sidewalk. does anyone know what it is?

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[pinkslashersimp]

yandere nbc hannibal with a very chill fem darling? like he kidnaps her and she’s just like ‘i don’t have to pay rent or work and you’ll feed me and love me unconditionally?? bet sign me up’ lmao i think that would be me. idk just random domestic headcanons would be nice 😩😭

YES YES ABSOLUTELY YES

this would also be me (but with like, much more added fear💀) at least i’d have part of my life sorted

i’ll do a drabble and then put some domestic headcanons down for u💗

TW: Yandere behaviour, toxic relationship, implied kidnapping and false imprisonment, manipulation reader is female

NBC!Hannibal x Accepting Female!Reader💗🌷 (and domestic headcanons)

Domestic headcanons under the cut:)

On the surface, from the minute he took you, it seemed as if you were simply in too much shock to properly respond to what he had just done.

From the lack of fighting, screaming, crying, or begging like he had expected, Hannibal just assumed perhaps your mind had switched itself to survival instinct. To be as kind and patient with him as possible from the fear he may harm or kill you

And Hannibal loves the fact you’re so accepting of the sudden situation, it makes accepting being with him much easier and means he is able to be so much more lenient with restricting your freedom within the house.

He adores how you’ll obey any command without question, sitting when asked to or retreating to another room when he needs you to leave momentarily.

On the surface, it does seem like everything is alright.

But below? He’s concerned for you, quite a bit.

Sure, he presumed you were simply in shock, and it should've worn off the more he slyly therapised you, but each time you became more and more accepting of his i healthy obsession towards you, and his constant affections.

It worried him greatly that perhaps you’d developed stockholm syndrome. He wanted your devoted love, not some sick loyalty.

He was also concerned that perhaps you were trying to earn his trust to run away

So, he brought his concerns up with you one night over dinner, mentioning how ‘well behaved’ you’ve been and how you should think of a ‘reward’

((*hint hint* “please tell me why you’re being so obedient, darling. *hint hint*))

“I don’t want a reward Hanni, I just like living here with you. it’s free and I don’t have to work” you reply nonchalantly, barely lifting your eyes away from the food as you eat

Hes a little insulted that you view him more as a home and money bank, but happy nonetheless that you see him as the sole provider and have to rely on him only for food and shelter

You can tell that you’ve insulted him a little, so that evening whilst he’s reading in his study you come up behind him and wrap your arms around his neck, asking when he’s coming to bed because you can’t sleep without him

(He forgives you forever)

Hey, it’s a win-win.

Most chores in the house have already been completed before you’ve even noticed something needs to be cleaned. Hannibal takes care of it for you, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t little things you can do

Hannibal will not let you cook. no no no. He’s worried his ‘special eating habits’ will undo all the love you have for him and you’ll run away, or worse, cease to love him at all.

Hannibal will not let you cook. no no no. He’s worried his ‘special eating habits’ will undo all the love you have for him and you’ll run away, or worse, cease to love him at all.

He lets you wash the dishes instead, snaking his arms around your waist from behind when you take too long.

Dusting the corners of the bookshelf, only Hannibal persuades you to climb down from the ladder since “it doesn’t need to be dusted”

(Hes actually just scared you’ll fall)

Loves spending his off days with you quietly reading whilst you sit in his lap, one hand on the book and the other running through your hair

When he trusts you enough, he’ll start bringing you out.

Never to his parties, no. Nobody can know you’re with him since your disappearance, but he’ll roam the woods with you or take you somewhere nice and secluded, letting you babble away at whatever current thing you’re interested in

Which, speaking of babbling, he loves hearing you talk. Tell him anything and he’ll listen intently, eyes softening at the sound of your voice

[luvsturniolo]

hi!! i rlly love ur writing and i wanted to ask if i could request something where readers reputation is ruined by a false rumor which leads reader to thinking they aren’t loveable but chris doesn’t think that cause he’s in love with her?

basically the trope “one believes they’re hard to love and someone who loves them like it’s breathing”.

ー ★ !! unloveable

pairing : chris sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis : after some bad rumors are past around social media, you begin to overthink about whether or not you’re even loveable

a/n : ok but why this is request so fucking adorable ???? like the trope u put at the end makes me want to put my blood, sweat, and tears into this. UGHHHHH no matter who it's written, i'm gonna be 100% convinced it's not good enough because i love this prompt so insanely much

wc : 3.7k

you have been friends with the triplets for a few years now, and you all agreed to keep your face off of social media. it started when you jokingly voiced that you were a bit scared to be judged by the entire world. the triplets — mainly chris — took this seriously, though. they know how difficult it can be to have millions of eyes glued to you at all times. due to their awareness, nick suggested that you stayed off of their platforms to avoid any backlash that you're not ready for.

to be honest, at first you were a bit skeptical of his idea. i mean, you'd never had a ton of random people watching you like they always do. it seems easy enough, though. just make sure to keep your privacy hidden and don't do anything bad on camera. despite your questions, you agreed with nick's proposal. plus, the triplets are the experts here ; not you.

it's been three years since you guys came to this agreement. and it's been working out pretty well, frankly. nobody knows that you're friends with the triplets at all. nobody even has had the thought cross their mind. you're a random chick with a few hundred followers and they're famous youtubers with millions. no sane person would make that connection.

a year and a half ago, you and chris started dating. your relationship is the healthiest you've ever been in. he's caring, he listens when you talk, he hugs you a lot, he likes to compliment you, he buys 'just because' flowers.

you have had a past of toxic relationships. you told chris about them and he's been trying his hardest to heal the mental scars your exes have left behind. one of your past boyfriends was manipulative, another one was narcissistic, another was a proud cheater, and the last wasn't even present in your life.

"hey," you whisper into the darkness before you.

you're currently at the triplets' house, staying the night. nick texted you and asked if you wanted to have a sleepover — which you happily agreed to. you'd been watching a movie with nick in his room for the past hour or two, but he fell asleep a few minutes ago. you were on your way to sneak into chris's room when you heard someone rummaging through the kitchen cabinets.

overtaken by curiosity, you tip-toed down the hall to see who it was. you poked your head around the corner to make sure it wasn't an intruder. your nerves instantly calmed down at the sight of your boyfriend, hungrily searching for a midnight snack.

"hey," he answers, turning around to face you as you stand in the doorway, "why are you still up? it's late."

"i could ask you the same thing." you tell him with a light chuckle shaking your chest. you then walk into the kitchen and over to where chris stands in front of the pantry. he smiles down at you, causing your stomach to twist. its pretty crazy to think that you still get butterflies from him. most people say that you won't feel giddy forever, but you seem to have proven that theory to be incorrect. it's been nearly two years and you still get flustered when he smiles at you.

you lift your hands into the air before dramatically flopping down onto his chest. your wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face into his shirt. he smells like home, a comforting scent that always makes you relax as it meets your nostrils. chris grins down at you before wrapping his arms around your torso, holding you by the waist lovingly.

"i'm assuming nick fell asleep?" he asks you.

not in the mood to open your mouth, you simply nod in response. he feels your head shift against his chest and he accepts the answer. normally, he teases you for being lazy. but chris loves it when you're sleepy like this. he loves seeing you all delirious and disoriented. teasing you would be like taunting a lost puppy — it's not right. morally.

"he always falls asleep when you guys watch movies together." chris says as though you didn't know that. "didn't he promise to stay awake this time? i thought you guys were planning to pull and all-nighter."

"that didn't happen." you say. your voice comes out muffled from his shirt presses to your face. "he pinky promised to stay awake, but fell asleep thirty minutes into the film we were watching. i stayed up and finished it, though."

"you finished it before or after you came to find me?" chris asks with a laugh. you just roll your eyes as a smile grazes your lips. he can feel the way your mouth pulls upward against his skin. knowing that you're smiling and he can't see it kinda pisses him off. your smile is his favorite thing in the whole world and he's missing it? that's completely unacceptable.

you yawn, blinking a few times to keep yourself from succumbing to slumber. chris notices your fatigue and asks if you're ready for bed. "yes, please!" you respond eagerly, excited to lay down with him and go to sleep in his arms. chris laughs at your excitement, honestly finding it adorable that you're so impatient to sleep.

the two of you walk back to his room together and you grin at the sight of his bed. you rush ahead of him and flop down onto the mattress. your face is pointed up at the ceiling as chris plops down next to you, looking at the ceiling as well.

"is this your equivalent to star gazing?" he asks you, knowing how obsessed you are with the thought of looking at stars together. it's something you've always begged him to do with you. but chris has refused. not because he doesn't want to, but because he wants to do it right. you're looking forward to doing this so bad that he refuses to settle for anything less than the absolute best.

he thinks the stars aren't bright enough in the city. he wants to bring you out to a field and look at them. but you still complain about it constantly — unaware of his little plan.

"yeah," you say with a groan, "since my boyfriend won't look at stars with me, i have to look at your popcorn ceiling instead. my standards have been lowered for you by a lot, i hope you know!"

chris laughs, leaning over to place a kiss on your forehead. he stays hovering over you before he whispers "soon, baby." against your skin. the feeling of his lips grazing your head tickles, making you giggle a little. chris's grin widens at the sound. he sits up and watches your giggles fade away, enjoying the bliss of seeing you smile like this.

"what?" you ask with a laugh, noticing the way your boyfriend is staring at you shamelessly.

"nothing." he replies with a shrug. "you're just so beautiful, i can't help but stare."

you look at him with nothing but admiration behind your gaze. it's truly surreal how far you've come in such a little amount of time. just a few years ago, you were in a toxic relationship with a guy who cheated on you with a different girl each night. and whenever you would confront him about it, he would turn it into an argument — which he would win every time. but now? now you're with chris. who is the literal epitome of perfection. you genuinely want to spend the rest of your life with him. nothing else matters but you two.

you and chris end the night in each other's arms. he holds your body against his side, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

the both of you find yourselves falling into an easy, dreamless slumber. this is your favorite place in the world — his arms. no matter what's wrong in your life, the feeling of security always patches every issue. regardless of how messy.

after a few hours of bliss, you jump awake at the sound of chris's bedroom door slamming open. the back of the door hits his wall, the sound of impact waking up chris as well. you feel his shift next to you, his arms still wrapped around your waist. you groan, not wanting to open your eyes.

suddenly, you hear chris gasp. then he pulls the blanket over your face, holding you against his chest protectively. of course, your mind jumps to the worst conclusion — someone broke in and you're all gonna die! you find out that this wasn't this case, though, when you hear chris's voice begin to scold his brother.

"nicolas!" chris shouts. the anger in his voice tells you that this is serious and you should stay out of it. "what the actual fuck are you thinking!?"

"i didn't know you guys were cuddling!" nick tries to defend himself. "if i'd known, i wouldn't have come in! you know i respect your decision to keep y/n hidden! why the hell would i ever do this on purpose!?"

"well where else would she be sleeping if she wasn't with you!?" chris argues back.

slowly, you peak your head out from under the blanket before cautiously asking, "what happened?"

"nick thought it'd be clever to start a live stream at eleven in the fucking morning! then, he had the bright idea to come in here and surprise us!" chris explains, still very very pissed off. "and of course he didn't think to knock like a normal person. he instead took it upon himself to walk right on in and record us!"

"i thought it was just chris!" nick says, stuffing his phone in his pocket now that he's ended the live. "i don't even know if anyone saw her. maybe they missed it and we can just say that it was matt?"

"why the fuck would i be snuggling matt?"

you laugh, trying to lighten the mood. "chris, lets be real. you cuddle your brother more than your girlfriend."

"i love you," chris says softly, "but it's now is not the time for jokes. this could be a huge fucking problem."

"okay, i'm sorry." you're quick to apologize, stretching up to press a kiss to his cheek before gently whispering, "i love you too." against skin.

you notice nick slowly back out of chris's room, not wanting to be around if chris decides to get angry again. you glance up at your boyfriend only to see that he's already staring at nick's departing form. chris is obviously still angry, but he doesn't seem to care enough to argue with his brother again. so he lets nick leave without giving him a hard time.

once nick is completely out of the room, you hear chris sigh. like it's a pained, saddened sigh that makes you want to cry for him. you look up to meet his worried eyes already glancing down at you.

"hey," you whisper, propping yourself up on your elbow to look at him better. "it'll be okay. we'll work it out like we always do." chris smiles at this before leaning down to press a slow, gentle kiss to your lips. you kiss him back before giggling and grimacing away from it. "i have horrid morning breath. let me brush my teeth before you kiss me."

you begin to move around toward the edge of the bed, aiming to leave and brush your teeth so you can start the day. before you can even make it to the side of the mattress, you feel chris's arms wrap around your torso and pull your body backward against his chest.

"i don't care about your breath," he tells you, "i just want you to stay with me a while longer. brush your teeth later."

you chuckle, "that's so nasty."

"pleeeease," he begs, tightening his grip around you, pulling your body firmly against his own. "stay with me, baby."

chris know how you feel about pet names. you hate them. they make you cringe. but when he whispers it against the back of your neck and you feel his breath against the hairs of your skin, you can't help the butterflies that swarm your stomach. you instantly give in and twist around to hug him.

"okay. i'll stay." you inform him, returning to the position you guys were in while sleeping. you shut your eyes before continuing. "but don't ever call me baby again."

"why not?" chris asks, clearly upset. "i could tell you liked it by the way you gave in so quickly. why can't i call you a nickname every once in a while. i think they're cute."

you groan, "i'm sleepy. let's talk about this later."

chris agrees and you both fall back asleep, enjoying the comfort of being in each other's arms. you know that no matter what happens with the media seeing your face, you'll always have chris by your side. nothing else is important as long as he is next to you.

the next time you wake up, it's bright outside.

you're no longer in chris's arms with him spooning you. you're now laying diagonally across the bed with your head in his lap as he scrolls through his phone. you blink a few times to let your eyes focus to the light of the room.

"mornin' baby." he says, quickly shutting off his phone and hiding it under his leg.

the action of him hiding his phone is enough to distract you from the use of the pet name. you raise a brow at his behavior, growing a bit concerned. you trust chris more than anything, but considering your history with cheaters, you can't help the annoyance that resides in your gut.

"what were you looking at, hm?" you ask him, trying not to be rude or anything. you want to stay calm with him because it's probably nothing.

"nothing, babe."

again, you ignore the nickname and focus on his suspicious demeanor. you thin your eyes at him, trying to read his body language. but it's difficult. he doesn't seem like he was texting some random chick, but why else would he hide his phone from you? you guys always share everything because he knows how you can get with this sort of thing.

curiosity overtaking your mind, you reach over and snatch his phone out from under his leg. chris opens his mouth to argue, but doesn't do anything to stop you from opening it and going to his recently opened app.

he was on tiktok, scrolling through the comments of some random fan page. you shoot chris a weird look before reading a few of them, your heart dropping to your ass from a mix of embarrassment and shame.

"did y'all see nick's live this morning?"

"who tf was that girl w chris? lmao she's not even pretty 💀"

"i found the chick's insta and she's apparently been in some rly shitty relationships. i mean lets be real. chris has never seriously dated anyone but this girl has been cheated on, manipulated, and abused? there's a clear denominator here. she's def done smth to cause that (for attention i'm guessing) "

"guys chris won't stay w her for long anyway after he finds out ab her ugly history!"

you read through the comments with an expression of pure disgust. how the fuck are these people going to sit here and talk bad about you when you've never even shown your face on the triplets channel? it's completely unfair.

you look at chris, but he's looking away. you wonder why he hasn't defended you on this. also, he was reading these people's opinions with a straight face. you begin to worry if he believes what they're saying. you glance back down at his screen, reading the third comment over and over.

there's a clear denominator here they had said. i mean, they're not necessarily wrong about that. you've been in bad relationships whereas chris has never dated anyone for a long period of time. in this light, of course you look like the bad guy. you can't technically blame their fans for judging you. you're easy to judge.

tears begin to prick your eye and you hand chris back his phone before wordlessly standing up from the bed and leaving his room. not once did he try to stop you or ask you to stay with him. you walk down the triplets' hallway and enter the bathroom, locking the door behind you and sitting down on the closed toilet seat.

you hold your face in your hands and try your hardest not to start crying over a bunch of teenagers talking shit on your name. but you can't help the intense weight on your chest and the lump in your throat.

to be honest, you don't give a shit about their insults. what you care about is the fact that they're right. you don't deserve someone like chris. he's so sweet and kind and understanding while you're irritable and skeptical of every little thing he does. you've done nothing to earn someone like him. maybe you have only ever been in toxic situations because that's what you deserve.

before you can stop them, tears begin to pour from your eyes. your cheeks become soaked with your pain. your entire body trembles as you sob into your hands, making it harder and harder to breathe correctly.

you love chris. you love him more than anything. you want to share the rest of your life with him. but you don't want to make him settle for less — the less in this case being your relationship. he deserves someone better. someone who won't snatch his phone from him when he's only trying to protect you from pain. someone who will let him call you pentanes because he loves them. someone who will be better. someone who's not you.

suddenly, you hear a knock at the door.

already knowing who it is, you tell chris to go away. your voice comes out shaky and hoarse, making it incredibly easy to know you'd been crying. the tone practically screams at him, saying that you're upset over something he tried to save you from in the first place.

"will you please let me in, baby?" chris asks. his voice is soft and gentle. you're suddenly craving the feeling of being in his arms. the feeling of being loved. the feeling of having him comfort you.

the greedy emotions you feel paired with the nickname makes it impossible to not open the door for him. you shuffle over to the door and let him in. you sit back down on the toilet seat, keeping your head downcast the whole time as to not see his face or show your tears.

you stare at the floor, watching his feet pad across the tiled floor before he stops in front of you. he drops to his knees so his face is in line with yours. you quickly turn away and stare at the shower curtain, letting your hair to cover your puffy eyes.

chris sighs before grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. he lifts his other hand to your hair, tucking it behind your ears so he can admire every inch of your beauty with no veil to cover the rawness of it. he lets out a shaky exhale, using his thumb to wipe away your tears. all the while, you keep your eyes pinned to his face. you watch every single movement he makes, knowing that you don't deserve any of the kindness he's offering you.

knowing that this relationship will not last forever, you begin to cry again. you lean forward and rest your forehead against chris's shoulder, allowing tears to pool from your eyes as he rubs a hand up and down your back.

"what's going on in that pretty head of yours?" he asks with his voice in a whisper. "i wanna know what you're thinking so i can tell you how irrational it is."

you laugh at him, but it just causes you to let out a choked sob. his humor is your favorite part about him. the fact that chris can make you laugh in any given situation is what you adore most. hearing him do it while you're thinking of how to break the news that you're leaving him so he can find someone better? this is gut wrenching.

"i love you." you tell him. "so, so fucking much."

"i love you too." he replies easily, not thinking anything of the fact that you're telling him this right now. but when you continue, chris begins to put the pieces together and he starts vigorously shaking his head in refusal.

"these past two years have been the best of my whole life," you tell him with a wavering voice. "but you deserve better. you deserve the world. and i can't offer that to you, chris."

"i don't want the fucking world." he says, grabbing you by the shoulders and pulling you to be in front of him to look you in the eyes. "i want you and only you."

"but-"

"no." he interrupts. "i don't give a single fuck what anyone else thinks. and i'm sorry, but i don't even really care what you think right now. because you're all wrong. i belong with you and i don't want anyone else even if i was paid a million dollars."

you stare at him with wide eyes, your dried tears still adorning your skin. the would could be ending outside, and you would stay in this bathroom and continue to stare at chris. his eyes are so gorgeously blue that you find yourself getting lost in them.

if you guys get married and live the rest of your lives together, your bodies will change. your skin will wrinkle. your hair will grey. your lips will thin. your hands will shake. your back will hunch. nothing about your appearance is permanent. nothing except the eyes. the shade, the hue, and the iris will all stay the same until they close for the last time. and you can't wait to look into chris's eyes for the rest of your life.

"i think you would be crazy to reject a million dollars for me." you tell him with a little giggle, wiping at your cheeks to rid them of the leftover tears.

chris's heart flutters at the sight of your smile, "there she is."

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[sh1-n0bu]

Hey God it's me again. Back by nobody's request once again: Me, 🦝.

Can we talk about Heizou?

Trick question. I WILL talk about Heizou and YOU WILL listen.

I like him so much the little skrunkly Mr canon daddy issues. Mr I want my father to be proud of me and it hurts. Mr I need to be the best and I'll still not be enough.

I love him a lot. I know I'm usually here to be horny but tbh today I'm not. I just feel bad for him. We all talk about Kazuha's my-best-friend-died-in-my-arms story but Heizou's is completely ignored. It's the ptsd for me. It's the family issues for me. It's the other people have a false image of the nature of his being for me. It's the hidden insecurities, the silent overthinking for me. Like bro did anyone ever pay attention to how careful he is with the traveler because he doesn't want to scare them off. It's the no friends (only mildly derogatory) for me.

It's the everything for me. My brain pointed at this little dude and went "that one" and now I think about him. All the time. I just want to hold him. Like bestie is u good? Do you need a hug? Some comfort? Some therapy? I will smooch him very lovingly mwah mwah

✿ 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨 ✿

characters: heizou x nb!reader

warnings: angst, fluff, PTSD, reverse comfort, insecurity, heizou’s just having a very very bad day😢reader and heizou’s not in a relationship yet

notes: SAME 🦝 NONNIE! i’ve reached friendship lvl10 with heizou and i read all stories of the characters whether i like them or not and heizou’s just made me cry😭😭😭 his only friend died out in public, in his arms, saying “i… i came to see you too”. i just cosnfijdnfjsjf

also i wrote this while listening to mitski and shed good few tears here and there 🦝 anon😔👍

detective shikanoin heizou of the tenryou commission is a name that’s widely known for it’s incredible intelligence, witty remarks and boy-ish charms. however that’s not all there is of heizou.

at 2 in the morning, when someone knocks on your door and wakes you up from your nice dreams, it’s safe to say that you’re ready to throw hands unless it’s an emergency. but then again almost every time you’re awoken at an unholy hours is because it’s an emergency.

‘this better be something good ‘cause i have a long day of commissions tomorrow’ throwing on a haori on top of your loose yukata, stumbling to the front door of your little house, the least person you expected to wake you up was the renowned detective of the tenryou commission.

immediately thinking of what you did that could’ve been considered law-breaking, one came into mind. but hey, you had to sock that guy because he was troubling the traveler when they were on the brink of collapsing!

“…hey, sorry to wake you up so late” heizou’s voice snapped you out of your little mind-ramble.

“oh no, it’s fine. would you like to come in?” nodding and quietly shuffling into your house, heizou seemed just so… quiet. most of the times he would spend time with you, he would be rambling about the newest case he got, how the criminals are getting dumber and dumber everyday or just about things in general.

asking him if he would like something to drink and sitting in your kitchen at 2am with the detective just silently staring at his glass of water was concerning. moreover there were dry tear tracks on his face and his clothes seemed half-heartedly thrown on.

after a while of just sitting in a deafening silence, heizou started to talk. about how he wants to be seen as the perfect reliable detective, how he wants his dad to be proud of him, about how his only childhood friend was a fraud and a thief, how after a year of staying out of contact, he met his friend again only for them to be bleeding out on the side of the road of the festival.

when recalling how his only friend had told him he wanted to see him as well, while holding a bloodied green pebble from his wallet which had no mora, only the pebble, the tears that filled his eyes fell. choking on his words, trying to apologize for dumping all of his problems on you, this was also heizou.

the same shikanoin heizou that throws around flirty remarks with you. the same shikanoin heizou that catches criminals left and right like they were just passing by him in the streets. the same shikanoin heizou who proudly declared he wanted to stop evil.

“i-i’m sorry hic i didn’t mean to dump-oomf!” being held close to your chest and telling him it was okay and that you understand was the last breaking point for him. sobbing out loudly like a child and clinging to you like a lifeline, this was also shikanoin heizou. your heizou.

after exhausting all his strength, you simply carried him to your bed for him to rest.

to heizou he felt like he was being gently cradled by the sun. so soft, warm and inviting.

to heizou, you were the only one to truly see who he was and not run away.

to heizou, you are the one he fell for and damn did he fell for the perfect person.

to heizou, your arms felt like home.

[swiftgreatest]

August | Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader

a/n: hii my peoplee!! how are you? this is the eddie roundtree one shot based on taylor song i talking about on one of my last notes, i hope u like. my requets are open!

inspired on taylor swift song August

words: 1.7k

tw: angst, heart breaking, eddie being stupid, it's not revised so grammatical mistakes

You and Eddie are a thing.

You and Eddie are a complicated thing.

Is complicated the right word? You're sure about this, in fact, in relation to Eddie, you never have sure about nothing. A relationship full of false hope and questions. But how do you get here?

Salt air and the rust on your door, I never needed anything more,

Whispers of: Are you sure?

Never have I ever before.

Eddie and you meet for the first time at an infamous party of Daisy on the Chateau Marmont, you know Daisy since her adventures in Strip and she never forgets you. You get a friendship with her, since that time you and her still partying together. After she joined The Six, the parties only increased and you were in all of them.

In one of these parties, Daisy shows you to one of her bandmates. Eddie Roundtree. You know his existence, but never noticed him since that night. What you didn't know is he had noticed you before, he got his eyes on you for a long time and he asked Daisy to introduce you.

On that night you talk the whole night, while the people round on the dance floor, you learn about each other, Eddie tells stories about his life, how he got his first guitar, stories of the band, past loves, his past life in Pittsburgh. And you tell your story too and confess your whole life to him.

Is a new thing for you, you never had opened up with a guy from "Strip" like you had with Eddie. You've a serious rule for "Sunset Strip" guys, you don't get them to come close to you, because you know most of them just want to get in your pants. But Eddie, oh he's different, he sounds different. He's like sapphires in the middle of false diamonds. .

But is he really so different from the others?

But I can see us lost in the memory,

August slipped away into a moment in time,

'Cause it was never mine,

And I can see us twisted in bedsheets,

August sipped away like a bottle of wine,

'Cause you were never mine.

Salt air, the weather was strange, but who cares about it? You and Eddie were together, so who cares? You were twisted in bedsheets, hidden from the world in your bedroom, just you and him. Everything makes sense now, it's all about that, share a bottle of wine, listen to Eddie play new songs to you.

Hiding is the most thing you did together. Hidden in parties, after shows, in your house, every place is a new place to hide. Eddie had a list of places you could stand together and act like a couple. For some reason, he didn't want the people to think that you are a couple. Especially his bandmates. No one in the band knew about you two.

You never questioned him about that, you thinking this is happing because you're not dating, so it's a good reason. It's a good reason? You make questions to yourself everyday about it, but it's Eddie! He's different and you have connection, making memories daily, you knew him, you belong to him and he belongs to you.

Your back beneath the Sun,

Wishing I could write my name on it,

Will you call when you're back at school?,

I remember thinking I had you.

For the first time, Eddie took you for the band house, nobody was there, but it's a good first step, isn't? You're together in the terrace, the sun shines on you and reflect to world, is a good felling in side, be with the person you love and should love you too.

You and Eddie was in your world when listen a voice echoed in the house.

"Hey everybody? Is someone there?" You recognize that voice. Is Camilla Dunne, Eddie's childhood friend. You're enchanted with her, she's so kind, sweet and beautiful and takes care of everyone around her, you fall for her and who wouldn't fall in love with her.

"Go to my bedroom" The bassist said and left you before you could say anything. Since you and Eddie had this "thing", you become too good to hide. In the midway for his bedroom you start thinking better, why Eddie wants to hide you from his friends? They're his family. What's the problem with you?

You heard the talk between them and felt a strong urge to go downstairs and introduce yourself to Camilla. It could be a new step for you and Roundtree, you stood in front of the ladder and went down a few steps. But before you could do something, Eddie shows up on the front of the stairs.

"Go back upstairs, she can't see you"

"Why not?"

Eddie takes a deep sigh "We will talk late" Liar. You know it's a lie, always when you come close to starting a fight he says "late" and it ends.

"No! I want to know right now! Why can't I talk with your friends?"

"What? Hell no! Of course you can talk to my friends, but Camilla is different"

" Why she's different? What's she mean to you?"

"Eddie, you've someone with you?" Camilla said and you can hear her footsteps coming closer.

"You need to come up, we'll talk later" He walked off leaving you on the stairs. It wasn't something new, Eddie leaving you in a pit of hope and disappointment. Hope that you would become something, that you would make plans for the future together, that you would be enough for him.

That day you had your big fight.

Remember when I pulled up and said: Get in the car

And then canceled my plans just in case you'd call?

Back when I was livin' for the hope of it all, for the hope of it all

Meet me behind the mall

"What asswhole! I'll kill that dickhead" Daisy said she's got furious after you tell your story with Roundtree for her.

"Please Daisy, don't make it worse than it is" You had your arms around your body trying to protect yourself from something you didn't know what it was.

Since what happened at The Six's house, you and Eddie have stopped talking to each other, no calls, no meetings, no hiding out at your house. After that fight you haven't spoken to each other. You tried several times, God knows you tried, going to their parties, calling his number. God damn it! You even asked Daisy to take you to one of the shows.

But nothing worked, you met him every time, but he didn't talk to you, in fact he didn't even look at you, it was as if you were nothing to him, as if you had never spoken those beautiful words to each other, exchanged secrets and kisses, it's like you're just a moment in time.

"You can't let him use you like this and just ignore you now, S/n!"

"He didn't use me Daisy! I was there because I wanted it, I wanted him. And I lost him"

"But he can't act like this with you, say nice words and gone, you need to talk with him. I'll fix it" Daisy walked away from you leaving you alone in the living room of her hotel room.

You're tired of fighting for something you aren't sure about anymore, making hopes for something that will never happen. Oh, how did you get here? Lies, dreams, delusions, insecurity coming from words that once made sense. You can't save something that doesn't belong to you.

Back when we were still changing for the better

Wanting was enough

For me, it was enough

To live for the hope of it all

Cancel plans just in case you'd call

And say: Meet me behind the mall,

So much for summer love and saying us

You had forgotten how good Daisy's parties could be since getting involved with the bass player from the Six's, it was something that changed your days for a moment and made you realize how fast life can change.

Falling in love and breaking up was something new for you. Dealing with disappointment and embarrassment was something you needed to learn.

"Why did you tell her? I thought we had fixed it out" Your thoughts were interrupted by Roundtree.

"Fixed what? I don't remember that we had a talk. We don't had nothing"

"That fight means a lot, don't you think so?"

"What I think? You care about what I think? Or is it just another lie?" You took all your courage and aren't coming back now. "Don't lie anymore, I know I didn't mean nothing to you"

"I always cared about you, it was a good time. I really enjoyed being with you."

"But not enough to make us something real, right? He stared at you in silence, you were quiet with your thoughts for a long time but now it would be different. "What are you running from, what are you so afraid of?"

"I know it is late to try to fix it, but I will be honest with you" For the first time in a long time he looks deep into your eyes and you've slips of past memories "There's another person…"

Oh of course it is, someone else, someone better, someone enough for him. It hurts you and for a few minutes you feel down, as if you were sinking in a drilled boat and water was in your lungs.

You get all the courage left inside you and ask "Who?" Eddie didn't answer. He never answered your question, in fact he didn't need to, his eyes following the black-haired woman dancing on the dance floor with her husband the Six's frontman said it all. She was the reason. And how could you never imagine this? The two of them grew up together and God! She was perfect, how could you look at her and not be on your knees for her in the same minute, it's impossible.

And in this moment you realize that you never could lose Eddie, because he never is yours to lose.

'Cause you weren't mine to lose

You weren't mine to lose, oh

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heyyy everybodyyyy!! how are you today? i hope u ok!! if u like, reblog and like this means a lot to me, my requets is open ❤️

daisy jones & the six masterlist

[vyloy]

Heya good day can i request a shy reader x nu carnival characters? How will they react around a shy reader? Sfw (if u want to add nsfw please do👀🤣)

100 Followers Event

Nu Carnival (Characters) x shy male reader

Fujoshis dni, you will be blocked.

Sfw

Tw: none

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You were always a shy person, maybe that was due to you not being close with your adoptive parents, therefore not learning how to interact with others, not many friends, not many interactions, to say you were bothered by this would be false, you enjoyed the free life of not talking to a lot of people, though that was until...

"You're so cute!", "Master, is this another person from your world?", "Oh? Another being like young master?", "Are you okay?", "Eiden, do you know who this is?",

You were surrounded by what you could tell, 10 humans...no not humans, beings, they were all looking at you, their eyes on you, this made you very nervous as you weren't used to meeting new people, you usually only had a group of 3 close friends, they were the ones who approached you first as you were too shy to approach anyone, but this, this was different, more than 2 people were focusing on you at once, it was overwhelming, your face started to flush as you covered it with your hands, backing up into a corner, "You guys! Stop surrounding him like that, it' a bit overwhelming you know!", suddenly a man with brown hair smacked one of the people's heads before walking towards you, you looked up at him, "you're Y/N L/N right? I remember you at the orphanage before you got adopted, I'm Eiden!", he said enthusiastically, seeing as he knew who you were and went to the same orphanage as you, you felt safe, still shy but if he knew you, that was alright, there was no need to be shy...

That was how your life made a turn for the best, or worst, depending on how you see it, you were loved by everyone, given your own space whenever you needed it, nobody forced you to be more social, it felt great, you were indebted to them, they took you in, fed you, helped you, gave you love, you had everything you could ever ask for.

During your first ever Valentines day in Klein, you weren't expecting anything, it had only been a year since you arrived anyways, but to your surprise, you woke up to everyone surrounding you, again, 'ah, this is like deja vu' you thought to yourself, feeling as if you were going to hide again, not wanting to draw anymore attention to yourself but of course, Kuya of all beings knew you were wide awake, "na-uh human, i know you're fully awake, you think you can hide from me?~", he says, pulling off your blanket, exposing you to the cold room, you resorted to covering your face with your pillow, "wh-what is it that you all want..", you ask, unsure of what to expect, "will you be our valentine?", they said in unison, some hesitating, "of course don't think i find you worthy of being my equal!", a red head adds, followed by another "i'm doing this for me, not you!", edmond says, you stayed there, pillow covering your flushed face, did you hear them correctly? Surely-

"How did i end up here..." you whisper to yourself, looking up at the sky as the others pampered you, "Y/N-san, do you want to try some of the desserts i made?", Yakumo asks but he was interrupted by Edmond shoving a plate of sweets towards you, you jumped a bit due to this but still thanked him for his kindness which made him flustered and turn away from you, the rest of the day continued with everyone focused on you, you had never experienced this kind of attention so it overwhelmed you at the end.

While you were relaxing in the garden, looking at the starry night, you closed your eyes, almost falling asleep until you felt something droop on your shoulders, you opened your eyes and saw that it was a blanket, you also saw all the residents of the mansion standing around you, you gave them a confused look, "Y/n, would you be my boyf-", Eiden asked but was interrupted by Kuya, "oho, trying to take our sweet Y/n all to yourself?", he says while blocking Eiden from reaching out to you, "Mr Eiden, Mr Kuya, please don't fight!", Yakumo pleaded, not wanting to scare you as the other covered himself with the blanket, "Hey i wanna be Darling's lover~!", Blade said, practically jumping to hug you before his shirt was being pulled by Dante, "Don't be all jumpy, you'll hurt him", "Are you sure you just don't want Blade to hug Y/n?", Eiden asked, "shut!", Dante yelled, blushing hard, "You're all so loud...", you whispered but it was loud enough for the others to hear, Aster stepped towards you and asked , "Well, choose one of us! We all like you anyways..", he blushed a bit while daying this, everyone was enticipating your answer, you pulled the blanket to cover your face, "i...i can't choose", "eh?", they all said simultaneously, "I...I like all of you, you have all treated me with care and i've never been treated like that before, i'm..happy", you said, tearing up a bit, Eiden then hugged your sobbing figure, "If you're happy then so are we",

"We love you, Y/n♡"

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Taglist: @secretivemessenger @ohdearalatus

#earlypost lmao, i couldn't write the nsfw part but if the same anon asks again then i'll do it but seperately(or 4/3 characters fucking reader at a time)

[hlficlibrary]

hello! do u have any fics where one of them struggles with like their sexuality?? or could be both of them LIKE JUST yearning!!!!

Hi, anon! So I do have these recs that I think will have some that fit that:

✤ Gay Awakening Fics

✤ Sexuality Crisis

And here are a few more for you, too...

Nobody compares to you by fallenflowercrowns

Harry has a long-term crush on his bandmate and best friend Louis, who is straight, at least as far as he knows. He also starts falling in love with this guy he met on tumblr. Who also has a crush on his own best mate. Things are about to get complicated.

Or, the one where Harry falls in love twice, Louis is just incredibly sweet and supportive, and Al from tumblr is super nice but also really secretive about his identity - not that Harry can blame him, considering his own blog is run under false pretences, too.

Completely, and Absolutely by iwillpaintasongforlou

Louis is so completely and absolutely NOT gay that the fact that anyone thinks Harry is his soulmate is just being ridiculous. Including himself. He just thinks they're mates that are two parts of the same soul, and that's not weird at all. Okay?

Or, the one in which Louis spends the entirety of X Factor so deep in denial that he doesn't realize he's gay until he's already 3000% gone for the dimpled mess in his arms.

Paparazzi by Darling28 / @darling-28

"Oi, what happened to treat people with kindness?" Louis yells loud enough for Harry to hear from across the street.

"That goes for everyone but you!" Harry calls back and while he can only see the back of him, he gives him his middle finger again.

Louis is a successful paparazzi that the stars love. He brings out the beautiful in them and treats them kindly. But then he suddenly gets the job of photographing Harry Styles for the next few months. Not only that the two constantly get into fights, but suddenly Louis has to question his true self. Because the star makes him doubt his sexuality.

[walnutcookie]

can i ask what cheddar's curse is :333333333 3 33333 :333 :#3333333333333333333333333333 :3:#3333

HI I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKEDDD. :33 THANK U SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK /GEN. you have unleashed hell i am about to write so many paragraphs /silly /pos

ok to rb!

I need to draw a picture of them without the shadow sometime but. basically that glint in the shadow over cheddars face?

thats not their eye. they dont have an eye there anymore. instead it is a jewel :]c a cheddarstone to be exact. And it is very cursed!

still need to figure out exactly how it goes but when the blue cheese manor burned down they reached for the cursed jewel that their family had and They survived! They technically cannot die! but living isnt exactly easy

inside of them is a ton of Dark almost ink-like goop,, its like. Anti-life force. It seeps through their skin slowly and if it seeps out too much cheddar has to fight for control. if it gets really bad they lose control entirely. the only way to keep it from seeping out is by absorbing pure life force. they can obtain it through being around someone as they die, but more effectively they can kill people themself. Which is pretty easy since!! touching anti-life force kills a person IMMEDIATELY literally all cheddar needs to do is touch someone and theyre dead.

of course, if people knew that she was doing this, theyd be arrested immediately so theyve found ways to be sneaky about it :]c

for one, they cover themself up as best as possible. Literally from the head down its completely covered - giant coat, gloves, boots, etc. plus the hat covers not only the jewel in their eye but the anti-life force goop growing on his face!!! They avoid being in crowds or tightly packed spaces and theyre careful not to ever touch someone - while the clothing helps, it doesnt completely negate the curse, so while a brush of the shoulder may not kill the person itll at least drain them which will look suspicious.

obviously this quote wasnt related but shh its about Universe A. to me

cheddar has basically made themself untouchable (both metaphorically and literally).

say, theoretically, they need to take another victim. theyre travelling with macaroni on oh, say, a train, and they find a random cookie isolated in a train car with nobody around to witness anything. they peel off their glove and put their hand on the victims mouth, muffling their scream and killing the person instantly, and then they gently lower the body down so it doesnt make a noise as it hits the floor. next they use a knife to stab the person a few times - theyre already dead, but since touching them wouldnt give any indicators toward the cause of death, they have the perfect opportunity to create a false story behind the murder of this cookie and frame someone else for it. all they need to do after that is call macaroni to come see and he'll practically do the work for them!!!

ive mentioned this on one of my posts before but i headcanon that macaroni. cannot. stand. mysteries. he has to have them solved ASAP otherwise he CANNOT rest easy. he wont be able to eat or sleep very well at all. it makes him so anxious as much as he loves mysteries

Cheddar uses this to their advantage! theyve created a person in macaroni's head - someone whos lazy, who doesnt put much effort into their work, someone who doesnt rely on real evidence very much. How would someone like cheddar manage to frame someone else for a murder theyve committed and get away with it? especially since cheddar is around macaroni 24/7 and hed never expect them to do something in like the five minutes that they sneak away. not to mention cheddar has been working for the cbi even longer than mac and why on earth would a cbi agent kill someone for (seemingly) no reason??? In reality cheddar is actually much smarter and observant than they make themself seem but mac is in HEAVY denial about it because he doesnt want to have to think about his work partner being a murderer. Better to come up with other solutions (which cheddar so generously offers to him by framing people) than to point the finger at cheddar and raise dozens more questions that may be left unanswered. Plus the thought that all of the deaths cheddar caused would technically partially be macs fault. And as much as cheddar annoys him, mac has grown pretty attached to them.

someone could literally yell at mac and say LOOK!!! CHEDDAR HAS BLOOD STAINS ON THEIR COAT OH MY GOD!!!!!!! and mac will just laugh and say Haha that must be from lunch yesterday :) LIKE. cheddar has just made the perfect alibi for themself. they can never be accused of any crime because mac will defend them no matter what just to keep his own sanity

all of the killing and murder and crime aside cheddar is. Fucking miserable. shes so insanely touch starved bro they havent had a hug since like 1806 (except for like one person CCOUXGGHT COUCGHE GOUCGH ROUCYEO CAPPUCCINO COUGH COUCGH SPUTTER COUGH thats another post entirely though if anyone sends an ask abt it ill talk about it) and they try to make themself seem unlikable towards macaroni and try to distance themself from people and avoid relationships because even just a high five or a brush of the shoulder could be fatal. its too much of a risk, and its not one theyre willing to take.

he is fucking Smitten for macaroni theyre so head over heels for that girl but they just! CANT!!!! they cant get close to him because then he might DIE and not only would they lose the person they love but that would mean that their precious alibi is gone and theyd have to be extra extra sneaky about things to make sure that nobody catches them committing crimes. not to mention because of the way they act macaroni fucking HATES HIM. one sided yuri my beloved

anyways yaay ill stop there before this post gets too long X] theres more stuff about these two (including actual yuriful fluff NO WAAY) if youre curuois or have any other questions just shoot me an ask id love to answer!!!!

as always i dont think this is canon by any means it is all just my silly headcanon au because i think cheddar should be fucked up As a treat👍have a nice day If you read all of this i loveyiu so much /p

[diabolikpersonals]

aaaand carla CL endings!!

euphoria end:

after feeling all bittersweet about leaving the miniature garden, we chain up all our prisoners and march everyone to the church. on the way, shin acts out and carla tells him to “follow his older brother’s example.” (ooooh) when we get there, carla decides to tell everyone the truth: this is a false reality, and the magical source of this place is the church so we’re gonna destroy it to go back home.

socrates shows up again to ask if they’re really making the right decision. carla tells him to fuck off but he was asking yui, not him. so yui gives her answer: she wants to leave this place. rather than choosing eternity, they want to find joy in the moments they can spend together. socrates laughs and says those words hurt, as someone who has let eternity pass by. with that, carla destroys the church with magic, and the world starts dissolving into particles of light. it’s beautiful, and carla wonders if everything is this beautiful when it disappears…

we wake up in eden and socrates is there and he once again explains that he created Diabolik Lovers: The Remix to test carlayui’s love. carla says it makes sense to doubt, because it’s laughable for adam’s body to be diseased, but he won’t give up yui. also, if socrates tries this shit again, carla will erase his entire existence.

now, following the pattern of euphoria ends, it’s time to go home and keep living our normal lives. they have a nice talk about how the flowers here are more beautiful because they eventually wither. and that’s a wrap! you might be thinking, “hey, we never got to see carla and shin reunited!” but dont worry about that. forget it. forget all about it

labyrinth end:

while they’re all walking to the church, shin breaks out of his chains and reveals he had a hidden weapon!! he slashes his sword at yui, and carla protects her with his body. subaru then punches shin to the ground lmao. carla gets to his feet and says this wound isn’t fatal, but I think this might be the first time I’ve seen his injured sprite so that’s a fun treat! usually nobody can injure him.

but, but. shin has carla’s blood all over him, and his OWN wounds haven’t healed yet. and endzeit is transmitted through blood, u know? oh no, shin must have endzeit now!!! ;-; (pretend you don’t know what happens in lost eden lol…remember, this is a different timeline!)

carla can handle his own death, but he can’t possibly lose shin too. so there’s only one thing we can do. yui makes her choice: let’s stay in the miniature garden forever!

carla declares himself to be the overlord and everyone keeps living a lie. the others dont get their memories back. really, the shin thing is just an excuse. yui made this decision because she wants to live here forever with carla, so he can never leave her. even if carla has some doubts about whether they’ve done the right thing, they plege to live eternally together.

carlayui seem pretty okay, but think about how much subaru must be suffering in this ending…other than them, he’s the only one who knows the truth and he’s the only one who didn’t participate in this decision. carlayui just decided for him that he’ll never reunite his real family or go back home again. I wonder how he’s dealing with it :(

[lxmonmallou]

I'm looking at u so hard. summer,,, u kno wat i want,,, 🔥

Oho bae I ABSOLUTELY know what u want. and I am here to provide. Filthy Nasty under the cut. No plot. Just Kabu.

non-specified reader. go ham honeys <3

You were so cute. Kabu could have purred watching you squirm needily underneath him, a brow raised in interest at how your chest quickly rose and fell in your desire. After all, dinner had only been an hour, and he had barely touched you that evening save for around your waist to escort you to a table and on your thigh while you rode home. No, he had NO IDEA why you might be begging for him~ It was a meal in and of itself to watch you press your thighs together so deliciously to try and pull some stimulation out while he stared you down like a hungry beast, no emotion anywhere but the lustful blaze in his eyes. He slowly removed his shirt and unbuckled his belt, letting his pants slack around his thighs. With the way you were mewling for his touch, he figured he had hardly any time to get out of his clothes. Pulling you to the edge of the bed by the hips, you gave a sharp yelp with the sudden jerk. Your legs hung over the mattress before he placed them on either side of his hips, eyes trailing down your body. "Kabu, I-" you began but fell silent with a keen as he placed his hot hands under your shirt and around your waist. "Are you going to quiet down? Or am I going to have to fuck you into some sense?" he hummed, brow raised with his rhetorical question. You knew better than to answer him. Instead, you bit your lips in while he grabbed the band of your pants and underwear to remove them in one fluid movement. They hung around your ankles for a few moments before he nudged them away, smirking proudly at your naked lower half. You were already excited for him, he could tell, his hot breath fanning over you just to see your body's involuntary reaction. With a slow sigh, he freed his cock from his boxers and gave it a few lazy pumps. Reaching into the bedside table for the lube, he slathered himself in it before pushing your knees back into your chest to spread you open for him. He gave a playful little scoff from his nose and looked up into your eyes. This was his favorite part, after all. Lining up to your entrance, he resumed eye contact while pushing himself in at an agonizingly slow pace until he was fully inside. It was a divine melody to hear you moan and cry with his entry, his larger hands stilling your writhing body from moving until he deemed it time. "So lovely..You were waiting for this all night, hm? Could hardly keep your hands off of me at dinner, I thought you were gonna end up throwing down on the table." you flushed and turned your face away, embarrassed by his teasing. Although you didn't have long to be flustered before Kabu gave a sharp snap of his hips within you, your breath catching in a moan with the unexpected pleasure. "Mmm..that's what I thought. Next time you'll think about it before trying to rile me up..or..maybe you won't. Maybe you like this too much..maybe even *intended* it." he falsely pondered, very well knowing the answers to his questions. He had hardly been in you for two minutes before you looked cockdrunk, head thrown back against the pillows while you gasped and moaned out for him.

Kabu was relentless, giving you little to no time to enjoy one thrust before he met you with another, letting the wet slaps of sweat and body fluids fill your bedroom with each eager pump inside your yearning form. The room was hot and heavy, reeking of sex. You loved it. It was like a homemade aphrodisiac, paired with watching Kabu tower over you and fuck into your pathetic form. Usually, there would be more play, more on your part, but instead, you had been needy that night and just wanted to be used. To which your sweet lover obliged, pounding into you like nobody's business. Each thrust drug him through your most sensitive places seemingly all at once with little pops of stars in your vision. Once your vision started to blur you gave a gasp, jaw crooked. You knew your orgasm was building with his fury, hand reaching out to grip the sheets in a ball. "Ka-Kabu..cu-cum- gonna..fuck,," you hissed through your teeth, the older man smirking and leaning forward to adjust his angle juuuust right. "Go on then, my little ember. Cum for me. Since it's clear what you were most antsy for." he whispered, your eyes rolling back as he abused one of your favorite points. He only had to push into you a few more times before you gave a high-pitched squeal and dug your nails into his biceps. Your own orgasm helped pull Kabu into his, clenching muscles pulling him inside to the hilt before he coated your insides with his spent. "Mmm.." he groaned deep in his chest, leaning back with a shut-eyed sigh. You panted against the pillow, coming down from your high and trying to soothe your twitching thighs.

Gently pulling out of you, Kabu leaned over to press a kiss on your forehead while resting his chin atop your head. "You know, next time you have such an overwhelming urge, feel free to tell me. I will always take care of you." he assured you, your arms wrapping around him. "I know..I'll be sure to keep that in mind for next time." you giggled, sharing a kiss with him before the two of you settled down for some relaxation.

[drunkwhenimadethis]

Woke up at 8:30am and my love was already in the bedroom painting. He is all business. I made coffee and brought the music out. We're painting everything white and then we are going to take time to think about which colours will feel best in the kitchen, the bedrooms, etc. I am beginning to feel so comfortable in this house although it's very cold when we don't have the fire going. It's going to be a slow process to really get the whole house refreshed but the second floor is what I'm most excited about because there is our library/sitting room with built-in shelves and I just know it's going to be such a nice space once the walls are fresh and we get a sofa, put the TV up etc. There is even a grand piano that nobody wants so we get to keep it and my brain is like? A piano in the library room how perfect! How lucky! But then my brain is like fr you're not lucky you are making negative money and don't know yet what u wanna do in life. I'm like teetering on a thin line lately. Deep down I know that an opportunity will come eventually and in the meantime I think I'd rather enjoy this period! Not run from it into a bottle/false highs induced by excess

[brightymir]

𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 "𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨" 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐎𝐓 / 𝐒𝐍𝐊 [𝐝𝐫]

》 contains: manga spoilers, misspellings

》 genre: angst

》 characters: eren, mikasa, armin, levi, hange x gn!reader

》 wc: ±1k

》 author's notes: hehehe i told u guys i'll have something up before my birthday! this one's not fluff though, but i hope i'll have inspiration to write for fluff soon. i think it's the lack of crush but yes. i bought a new book so i might disappear for a few days too. notes and reblogs are appreciated! hope you enjoy this >\\<

— italicized : reader || — red : both

❀ eren jaeger

: but i love you...

: so?

: please let me-

: go.

— you knew well from the get go that it was difficult to love this man, it would not be easy making your way into his heart. he did not give even the slightest chance nor leeway for you to wriggle into his romantic life, and did not glance your way twice.

but you refused to give him up so easily. someone like eren jaeger was like a diamond in the rough, a once in a lifetime. he made you feel so many things that he did not even know he was making you feel, and that only added to the pounding feeling in your chest.

however to him, you were nothing but a pawn he could use, someone foolish enough to sacrifice their life for him so he could achieve his pursuit of freedom. all you were to him was a little idiot who was blinded by love, stupid enough to fall for him.

or so you thought.

he's a lot of things. the founding titan, the attack titan, the warhammer titan, the hope of eldia, the hero of paradis. and above all, the man you love.

and you? you're a soldier, a member of the regiment, quite strong but not so strong, an insignificant someone who was willing to give up your life for him.

however you're not omniscient.

and you can never know that he was only pushing you away for your own sake.

you can never know that he'll orchestrate the biggest crime in the world and paint him as the villain, you as the hero.

you can never know that his eyes always looks for you amidst the sea of green coats embroidered with dual-colored wings.

you can never know his true intentions, his true feelings, his true thoughts.

because nobody knows what's inside of him.

that's how it's always been. and that's how it will always be.

so, go. leave and turn your back on him. because he is humanity's greatest enemy. he is an abomination to the world.

go. leave and turn your back on him. because he is the man that you love. he is the boy who sought freedom.

and between freedom and you? pfft. isn't it obvious which one he'll choose?

❀ mikasa ackerman

: but-

: i love you, so-

: please let me go

— she was one of a kind, figuratively and literally. she always seemed aloof from the world and almost non-existent, yet she is very well aware of everyone's dilemma. and you, little soldier, and your feelings are acknowledged by her as well.

even your other colleagues has their eyes set on her, but it seemed that the woman was only there for her friends, only there to protect them. and although people berated the scouts and called you guys "all muscles and no brain", it wouldn't take too long to see that the girl only has her affection reserved for someone.

she does not know how to deal with the affection and admiration she receieves from others, and often just turns a blind eye to such matters. she, after all, knows better than to give away false hope and motives to other people. her indifference and aloofness, however, pulls you in even more.

and you're not one to give up so easily.

she was so many things. an ackerman, a descendant of the shogun, the hope of hizuru, a strong veteran of the regiment, a big sister to everyone, the woman you love.

and silly little you. a recruit from the garrison, was too afraid to venture beyond the walls, throws up after shooting someone to death. the very opposite of her.

though indifferent, she avoids loose ends all the time.

the most she can do is turn you down as politely as she can, choosing her words carefully.

all she can do is to try to push you away when you persist and throw yourself at her.

all she can do is to avoid contact with you and turn the other side when she sees you across the hall.

all she can do is pretend that you no longer exist in her eyes and that all you are to her is a comrade, for that is all you'll ever be to her.

because her eyes, heart, and soul are for someone else.

that's how it's always been. and that's how it will always be.

please let her go. set her free from the heavy burden of your admiration for her. in the first place, she's not responsible for those feelings.

let her go. are you damn blind and can't see that she'll never reciprocate that love?

it's not a matter of accepting the feelings. it's a matter of whose feelings she'll accept.

❀ armin arlert

: i love you

: so please-

: let me go

— it has been years since the genocide, and armin was doing great at his job as a diplomat. slowly but surely redeeming paradis and eldia, continuing the peace talks with other nations of the world and building a desirable place for the next generations.

and he comes home in his house in shiganshina, exhausted and fatigued from all the events and meetings. he closes his eyes and lets the tears fall as he cries out your name, voice cracking to a sob, head buried in his hands as he keeps on weeping.

his reddened eyes sweep over the room and looks for any lingering presence of you. your coat and uniform still neatly hung in the rack. your boots kept clean inside a box. your cape folded neatly and kept in a glass frame.

he's not one to forget so quickly.

he used to be the colossal titan, is the 15th commander of the regiment, is the diplomat representing the island of paradis. he's the man who still longs for you.

you were a veteran like him, a strong and righteous soldier, a brave and driven comrade, a caring friend to all. you're the person who perished in the battlefield, fighting for humanity.

he's a manipulator, being manipulated by his feelings.

he remembers you clear as day, so warm like the sand beneath his feet the first time he saw the ocean.

remembers you so sweetly, like the ice cream you two shared during your first visit in marley.

remembers you dearly, like the nights you spent at solace and peace, like the calm before the storm.

remembers you so happily, like the day you said yes to his proposal and planned a future for the both of you. a future robbed from the two of you.

fate is such a cruel and mean thing, especially to him.

that's how it's always been. and that's how it will always be.

but he can't let you go though. he definitely cannot, not when you live so vividly in his memories, shining brightly like the way the ocean reflects the sunlight.

he can't let you go, with your eyes so soft and full of love in the photo you two took before hell broke loose; that photo framed and placed on his bedside table.

he can never let go, not when you haunt him so lovingly that you're almost his drug.

❀ levi ackerman

: but i love you

: so?

: please let me go

— humanity's strongest soldier isn't the strongest at everything, rather, he has times of vulnerability and weakness. often, it was in his confinement and when he's all by himself, when no one is around to witness such an embarrassing side of him.

the side of him who still yearns for you, your presence and existence — which vanished long ago in the war. it was funny really, that he, who never wanted to walk this path, is the last one to be standing. standing atop a tall mountain of the corpses of his comrades and friends.

he's the one to live a peaceful and serene, quiet life, all thanks to the sacrifice and devotion of other scouts. especially yours. he could never seem to just get rid of you in his mind, you were always lingering there, eager to bother him.

he fell and sank deeper into the abyss called you.

he's levi ackerman, humanity's strongest soldier, a reliable veteran of the regiment, a captain of a squad. he's the man you love, be it when you were breathing and until in the afterlife.

you were a veteran like him, fighting alongside each other, growing tougher as you clawed your way to the top to survive and stand atop the pile of corpses of your comrades.

he's so strong, yet so weak. just a pair of broken shoes.

he had to be drunk on something, what a joke that he also adapted the mindset of his uncle.

he's drunk on something, on your lingering scent and the echoes of your voice even though it was never really there

he's drunk on you, the way you enter his dreams and asking him to let you go and let you rest in peace.

he's drunk on his hallucinations, the false images of you in the kitchen, the garden, the living room. the false warmth he thought he feels in the cold of the night.

you were a liquor he'd gladly take everyday instead of water.

that's how it's always been. and that's how it will always be.

so, don't bother pleading him to let you go and set you free. he didn't beg you to stay, so don't expect him to set you free so easily. he's drunk on you.

and though the love you have to give is a lot and overwhelming, he simply can't take it as an incentive for letting you go, no.

you'll always live in his mind, even if all you are is a smoky haze induced by a liquor.

❀ hange zoë

: but i love you so

: please let me go

— a few months following the reclaim of wall maria, the scout regiment had been busy with a lot of things and missions and naturally, a lot of pressure fell onto hange's shoulders. and you, a veteran like her, had the responsibility of assisting in various tasks.

paradis gradually opened to the world, the same way hange's heart began to bloom feelings for you. perhaps it was the way you two spent the most time together, or it was the two of you who had the biggest sense of responsibility. either way, she did not deny that sensation.

the shift in her treatment towards you did not go unnoticed. she went out of her ways so many time for the sake of your convenience and comfort. even making subtle gestures to proclaim her romantic intentions for you, so often that a person might be blind if they don't see how much she loves you.

however, her affection and advances were overwhelming.

she's only so much. the 14th commander of the scout regiment, the titan freak, the smartest person in paradis. the woman who loves you.

and you? just another veteran who stood beside hange and aided her with her every call for assistance. someone righteous and did not bow down to others when it came to her safety.

with that, a realization struck you while doing paperwork.

she doesn't love you. she loves the memory of him in you.

she loves the way you always stand tall and dominating when facing other people, just the way he did.

she loves the way you stop her from doing something foolish she might regret soon, just the way he did.

she loves the way you never looked down on her despite her craziness when it involves titans, just the way he did.

she loves the way you remain humble and keep a low profile whenever it involves her, but never hesistant when you know she's being taken advantage for. the way she is your utmost priority, just the way he did.

you were a living memory of him, a glimpse of them.

that's how it's always been. and that's how it will always be.

you always silently plead for her to let you go and just see you as yourself, not because you mirror someone she treasured so much.

you know how much hange relied on him, but it was way too unfair that she only made these advances when it was too late. she only loves the image of him in you.

so if she won't let you go, then you will.

you charged at the horde of colossal titans, buying them some time to get the aircraft going.

hopefully, she can let you go now.

© 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘𝐌𝐈𝐑 2022 - all rights reserved. please do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or share my work on other platforms without permission. thank you.

[scenetocause]

ok very important discourse at work here

i see the vision for indomie as a breakfast noodle because it's just small enough to be breakfast sized and goes perfectly with an egg. nissin and shin hit diff cus the noodles are phatter therefore it's like a lunch onwards noodle pour moi.

the food u recc'd sounds DELICIOUS ugh

oscar's vibe as nerd who does NOT get beat up help. ur so right. that bigass forehead containing his bigass engineering brain is hard-carrying his school false bullying flag vibes. i think there's an au somewhere where he is a black belt like, literal karate kid but nobody believes him until he is compelled to throw down

god help us all anon you've unleashed my noodle views haha. that is exactly the logic for indomie being breakfast noodles, it's just the perfect amount with an egg and some spring onion and coriander and chilli and whatever else i have lying around (sometimes a little freshly chopped tomato, as a nod to whatever the uk does to its breakfast). the best indomie flavour is hot pepper chicken but i accept alternatives.

there's then the lunch/dinner noodle lineup, which is a wide range of things. i love sesame noodles so much but the packs are always too big and i realised eventually i could just buy noodles and sesame oil and you know, make my own like some sort of adult who can cook. i am also a big fan of the (very questionable) instant pho packs because for some reason you can't get any decent pho where i live but you can vicariously create a goblin version in your own kitchen with enough added vegetables and herbs and chilli. my favourite ever instant noodles are a brand called lolo that i think is thai and actually waiwai (?) but the shop stopped doing them and i'm fuming. there was like a lemon hot and sour soup flavour one that slaps.

late at night many noodle options may appeal but it is actually only the mama creamy shrimp tom yum or the kraft cheesy chatt patta that will do. basically i would like to live somewhere i could get a 2am laksa but unfortunately london is uncivilised and at that time of night i am not fannying around making anything.

i have had to wean myself off buying the buldak ones they are simply not that nice and there are lots of other very spicy noodles or you can just add more chillis and stuff. maybe that's a bad opinion. they just seem like they are made for youtubers now.

come here for the longread fisting fic, get subjected to the noodle chat ig

[ingapotejtoo]

I would love to hear about the vault hunters mafia-au-in-a-zombie-au

rattles my cage like a rabid animal INHALE so so so so it do be kinda based around the breakout of the zombie thingie wolfy started with but i just sidetracked with how vault hunters group worked before all of that (with the help of my dear friend sparrow, bless their soul for fuelin most of it all and enablin this ridiculous rot) Generally they were already a functional group before the outbreak and my god they sure as hell were loaded. sth sth mafia vibes + there didnt have any infightin or civil wars or whatever. funky little working group of fellas with weapons Iskall and the og hunters were like the main mafia part? in a sense. Echo and the current s3 hunters were spies and/or assassins that joined later. Tubbo is the hacker of the group, never going in himself for the 'missions' but he makes a lot of little thingies(?) or like equipement for the team to use when going in (example a walkie talkie to take with them!) X33N sticks with tubbs with the hacking and invents lots gadget designs (that tubbo ends up modifyin to high hell later with his approval lmao) Chosen also sticks with those two :] Kara and Sparklez are usually the main fancy dress fellas, sent out to all these fancy and usually filled with important tm people events to scope out the areas/people for specific missions. (will also puck a punch in said fancy outfits if needed hehe) Hbomb would join them also in the scopin out the areas but! mans would usually disguise himself as a hired help at said events, bartender type of stuff. Pete would be one of the assassins (and usually on the getaway driver duty lmao) due to how fuckin fast and quiet he usually is when working on a specific Deadly task. 5up also would be an assassin (i don't think i have to explain that one lmaooo) False, Abe and Ryan are the typical down to get their hands dirty at any point trio. Stress is the best to go for very high undercover missions bcus nobody would expect her to be the baddie that can insta snipe u with a deadly stare :] Iskall ofc is the head of the group and you know if that man is involved on the field shit is about to go down. (he usually only comes out for big big missions and usually they're hella late at night heists) exhale as i turn into dust and perish on the spot