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☆ the wrong way to hard launch (5) | OP81

summary : oscar's girlfriend is a walking pr problem for literally everyone (including herself) social media au

pairing : oscar piastri x zhou!fem!singer!oc

a/n formula 1's 'newest' WAG makes her race debut and gives her cousin a headache

i did actually screech like a parrot watching this race and then immediately adjusted some of my predictive writings

masterlist | last part | part 5 | next part

TWITTER

F1 WAGS @f1wagnews · 3h Selina Bui spotted around the paddock!

pookie piastri @op81ln4 · 2h the royal couple of australia (i don't make the rules 🤷‍♀️)

↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 2h why... did she wear blue...? she knows basic color theory... right??? ↳ pookie piastri @op81ln4 · 2h i completely missed that... SILENA??? ↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 2h HER ASS IS NOT ENDING UP IN THE PAPAYA GARAGE IN THAT DRESS 😭 SHE'S NOT THAT DUMB IS SHE???

MANIFESTED OSCALINA | LONDON N3 @12m0red4ys · 26m SCREECHING RN we used to dream of these days

↳ lina bui x2 grammy winner @urdaisea · 25m '2-time grammy award winner' HELL YEAH SHE IS ↳ MANIFESTED OSCALINA | LONDON N3 @12m0red4ys · 26m the most employed wag in formula 1 🫶 (lily is a close 2nd)

oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 13m HELP HAS ANYONE ELSE SEEN THAT CLIP OF LINA AND THE CHINESE INTERVIEWER 😭 ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 13m [translation] interviewer: this is your cousin's 3rd f1 season, how come you've never come support him? lina: he said he doesn't like my nagging interviewer: then will you be supporting zhou guanyu in shanghai? his home race could use some family support lina: even if he asked me to visit, there's nothing i can do, i'm in shenzhen performing a sold-out concert ↳ clovie @ luvyouvie · 7m she's so done lmao what can she do if zhou doesn't want her there ↳ emme @flowersforcami · 5m lina: i'm fucking busy too, have you considered that??

INSTAGRAM

selinabui just posted to their story

(translation: Brother Yu [Zhou Guanyu], come and save me)

TWITTER

rubyyy @piastriworld · 2h oh wait shit she's cute as fuck what ↳ rubyyy @piastriworld · 2h fyi this is abt lina bui ↳ rubyyy @piastriworld · 2h i was kinda expecting a full-on rockstar but she's super soft???

piaa⁸¹ @ papayaeightyone · 1h the same woman not even 12hrs later

clara @ zgy24 · 37m i do actually think it's insane we got an 'oscar piastri's partner' graphic before we got a 'zhou guanyu's cousin' graphic ↳ clara @ zgy24 · 37m selina dear, we know you can't stand him but we're sure he'd appreciate it if you popped by the kick garage on your way over 🫶 ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 17m you sound like my mother but i'll have you know he sent me this:

很油腻 directly translates to 'very greasy' but it basically means 'ew' or 'cringe'

↳ clara @ zgy24 · 15m LMAO OH MY BAD ↳ xixi²⁴ ⁴⁴ @grandegrid · 14m the sheer amount of info you get from these two ss 😭 like ofc they use wechat, zhou guanyu sounds like an annoying older brother, she calls him 鱼哥, she trolls the emperor nickname, THE PURE SIBLING DYNAMIC IS EVERYTHING ↳ ZG24 future WDC · @zhoupdates · 14m zhou cousins crumbs 💚

lina !!! @EB_selina · 29m mistakes were made, the blue dress and orange-- sorry, PAPAYA headphones are not a look 💀 ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 28m wonder if it's too late to sneak into the sauber garage... ↳ pookie piastri @op81ln4 · 12m i'm actually wheezing at this bc that's EXACTLY what my oomf said when ur pics first dropped ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 10m well i wish ur oomf gave me a heads-up before i left the hotel

INSTAGRAM

selinabui

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selinabui went on a tour around the paddock (finally visited the man racing with my number 🫶) tagged: zhouguanyu24 and logansargeant

pi4str1 babygirl, i think you wandered the wrong way

pastry81 oscar's girlfriend meeting oscar's boyfriend

zhouguanyu24 我给了你一个愿望 trans: i gave you one job/i had one wish ↳ selinabui @ zhouguanyu24 你是不是我的亲表哥！ trans: are you even my cousin!

logansargeant This feels like an achievement ↳ selinabui @ logansargeant it is, stay slaying cap, so glad to see you race today 🫶

no2argeant logan getting a double feature over her cousin mhm those are mutuals via oscar frfr (loscar and oscalina and... lolina?) ↳ selinabui @no2argeant we use selogan but lolina is 100x cuter

TWITTER

piaa⁸¹ @papayaeightyone · 3h HELP SHE ACTUALLY SNUCK INTO THE SAUBER GARAGE

xixi²⁴ ⁴⁴ @grandegrid · 2h both cousins are equally unserious bc why did i remember the 'who's the most famous person in ur contacts' thing kick sauber did and why did zhou say jj lin when his very famous GRAMMY WINNING cousin seems to regularly bug him on the daily ↳ pookie piastri @op81ln4 · 2h he probably forgot lmao it's like she's not famous in his eyes "oh lina? u mean my annoying little cousin? oh right, she's a rockstar or smth"

oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 2h ok i'm convinced she's gonna stay in the williams garage now like it's almost guaranteed she's not headed back to mclaren ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 2h oscar, honey, come over and remove ur girlfriend from the williams garage, she's yapping with logan ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 8m I JUST SAW LINA'S POST 💀💀 y'know she's right, lolina is cuter than selogan but now i need to know how much logan's been 3rd wheeling

kayla @luna_apocolypse · 16m oscar checking his socials and it's his fans debating on the best ship name for his girlfriend and bestie

MESSAGES

from the phone of selina bui

TWITTER

oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 1h realising that lina being at the race means we're probably not gonna get her entertaining af f1 live-tweets

↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 1h no joke, we missed out on aus gp live-tweets bc she was flying to jakarta but the saudi gp tweets gave me LIFE

INSTAGRAM/MESSAGES

from the phone of logan sargeant

TWITTER

oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 39m red flag??? already??? we just started??? ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 34m they cut to lina in the mclaren garage and i'm wheezing she looks so amused by the turn of events 😭

jess @OPIXSTRI · 3m oh they knew what they were doing cutting to selina bui after zhou guanyu retired ↳ jess @OPIXSTRI · 3m new f1 reaction pic just dropped guys, perfectly summarises the kick sauber saga

↳ kayla @luna_apocolypse · 2m obsessed with her refusal to wear the orange headphones genuinely think she would rather go deaf than have those pictures circulate the internet

xixi²⁴ ⁴⁴ @grandegrid · 5m we got the zhou guanyu's cousin graphic but at what cost

↳ Stake F1 Team KICK Sauber @stakef1team_ks · 18m We're sorry to let you down 😔 ↳ lina !!! @EB_selina · 17m i don't care which long-suffering intern this is. get out. ↳ oscalina real ?! @ emptyginbottles · 20m lmao lina's sauber pit stop tweets vs oscar's f3 drs tweets, fight 🤣

INSTAGRAM

selinabui Suzuka, Japan

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selinabui loved the experience, will not be going to another one bc i'm 94% sure i jinxed EVERYONE i hold dear in this sport - stay safe out there 👍 see y'all in seoul in 2-3 business days <3 tagged: mclaren and oscarpiastri

logansargeant You did *not* jinx anyone ↳ selinabui @ logansargeant logan, honey, i'm a bit depressed about you but sure man, whatever you say :'(

ninisf1diary how'd you find your first ever live race? ↳ selinabui @ninisf1diary very fun, loved the bit where oscar got to hop back into the garage after the first lap

mclaren Are we still gonna see you in Imola 🥺 ↳ selinabui @ mclaren i think oscar is gonna drag me over kicking and screaming but i guess i'll be there

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I think the best indicator of "love" is screen time and development the characters are getting. Aemond is definitely not loved, perhaps not even liked by this team. He was sidelined in s1 after Driftmark as well, the show never explored the aftermath for him, ignored his trauma, barely showed relationship with his mother etc. But in s1 Aemond was still a compelling character who stood on his own, now in s2 they write him like an afterthought, it feels like they would have left him off screen if he wasn't needed for the plot, they don't develop him, but the audience sees him occasionally so people remember he exists. His sole reason to exist is to be a worse version of Daemon who gets the same character traits except for Daemon's depth and interactions.

It really sucks and imo it also hurts Ewan as an actor, because after all the hype and PR he got, people had their expectations only to see that he was heavily sidelined for... literally everyone else. And now people are criticising Ewan's acting, but what is he supposed to do when his appearances are so short and he isn't given any meaty scenes? Like you can't seriously compare Tom and Ewan's material yet people do this and say Ewan is a bad actor. Olivia's sad eyes are constantly on screen, it's getting tiresome and repetitive, but hey, they need her to have a chance at Emmys. Same with Emma and Matt, they'd rather show Daemon walking around for 10 minutes then give Ewan an extra second. The battle of Rooks rest could have been his moment, but no, it's Fabien who gets the spotlight out of the Greens. Anime villains can't show any emotions apparently! Aemond can only appear on screen for 2 minutes per episode max. This is downright disrespectful, HBO used Aemond and Ewan for promo, tricked fans into thinking Aemond will have a prominent role, but the show treats Aemond and Ewan terribly. People on social media say they want to watch HOTD just for Aemond because he looks cool and I almost want to say it's not worth it because he is barely on screen lmao. And the writing is awful. The showrunners and HBO had an iconic character in the making but they're boring morons.

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I have to agree on the point about the complete and utter disrespect with which HBO and the writers have dealt with Aemond and Ewan this season. Actually, basically all of the characters have been subjected to the exploitative treatment and used to either push the show's agenda in a very crude, dumbed down form or to straight out bait the audience to gain more views. Olivia plays a double part of "a terrible mother"/"a victim of patriarchy" (to make Rhaenyra look better/to hammer home the "women good men bad" point) with a default "I'm about to cry" face (she even kind of joked about it herself during one of the promo interviews). Emma so far has been playing another crying/disrespected/constantly in need of saving or standing up for victim of patriarchy. Matt this season gives a master class in playing the walking collection of psychological issues (and not in a good way) - but he at least has something to actually act out. The latter also goes for Tom though Aegon has been really dumbed down - plus sometimes it feels like his main purpose in the show is to evoke pity in viewers. Phia has been amazing with what she was given but overall storywise Helaena doesn't fare that much better than last season - she is still barely a character. Fabien has been talking a lot about Criston's loyalty to Alicent (and this loyalty was shown to us in season 1) but we have yet to see the actual proof of this loyalty in season 2.

But Aemond IMO takes the cake as far as the disrespect towards the character and the actor is concerned. It really feels like HBO after introducing this character with so much potential for development (and the coolest design to boot) played by a very talented actor with a really powerful screen presence just used Aemond for increasing the show's popularity and selling merch - and after that used Ewan during the promo campaign knowing full well that a lot of people have been intrigued by him and interested in learning more about him. Is it possible that no one at HBO had been aware about the way Condal&Co treated Aemond's storyline and how heavily he was sidelined before the season was released? I don't think so.

Anyway, even if HotD has robbed Ewan of an actual opportunity to fully show his acting abilities, at least it has brought him a certain amount of fame and popularity (including interest in his previous projects). People (directors and studio execs among them) now know who he is and what kind of range he has (based off the way he has been playing Aemond and the way he played his other characters). So, after all, some good has come of it.

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Mary’s Song

Mary’s Song

Jack Hughes x Fem Reader

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Cursing, gross happiness, some suggestive jokes/remarks, not proofread at all lol (I planned on editing this and then decided not too cause I’m lazy)

Note: As much as I like to say Last Kiss is my favorite Taylor song Mary’s Song is definitely it lmao, I just refuse to accept a happy love song is my favorite and not a sad angsty one. Hope you enjoy, leave feedback if you love it or hate it (if you hated it so much you reported it for hate speech LET ME KNOw idk). Love you babes have a great day!

*initials are song lyrics*

***

“She said, I was seven and you were nine. I looked at you like the stars that shined in the sky, the pretty lights.”

My family had just moved into the house next door to the Hughes’. In true neighborly fashion we were invited over to their house for dinner, it was that night that I met my best friend, Luke Hughes. It was also the night I met the love of my life, Jack Hughes.

“These are my sons. Quinn and Luke. Quinn is eleven and Luke is seven. I have another son, but he is currently being picked up from practice by my husband, his name is Jack and he is nine.” Ellen introduced them to my family before my mom did the same.

“This is my daughter Y/n, and she is seven.”

“Oh wonderful! Her and Luke can be friends, he’s had some trouble making–”

“-MOM!” 

I remember hanging out with Luke for another hour until our mothers called for dinner. Soon after we sat down at the table we heard the front door open.

“That must be Jim with Jack.” Ellen said before getting up to greet them, “Boys these are our new neighbors, that’s Y/m/n, Y/d/n, and their daughter Y/n.” 

Jim and my father immediately began talking about hockey and the move. I on the other hand hadn’t taken my eyes off Jack since he had walked in, he was the cutest thing seven year old me had ever seen.

“And our daddies used to joke about the two of us, growing up and falling in love, and our mama’s smiled and rolled their eyes.”

It was the Hughes brother’s mission to teach me how to skate. I had expressed interest in figure skating so as a welcome to the neighborhood they gifted me figure skates, not hockey skates like they had wanted too, and personal skating lessons.

“JACK STOP SHOWING OFF TO Y/N” Jim yelled from the bench our parents were sitting on, my dad began laughing in response while our mother’s rolled their eyes at their chirps towards the middle Hughes. 

“Yeah Jack, stop showing off to my best friend,” Luke said, pushing Jack and skating up to me and wrapping me up in his arms. “-my Y/n.” Luke poked his tongue out at his big brother, his other big brother laughing at the interaction.

Jack’s face was like mine, blushing and embarrassed.

“It’s okay Jack, I like when you show off.”

“Ew Y/n, stop crushing on my brother!” Quinn screamed, Luke agreeing by shaking me in his arms.

“Oh goodness.” My mom muttered under her breath. “Boys go back to teaching her how to skate, that’s what we’re here for.”

“Take me back to the house in the backyard tree. Said you’d beat me up, you were bigger than me, you never did, you never did.”

“Oh I’m sorry sweetie but Luke isn’t here right now, I’ll tell him you stopped by when he gets home.”

It was now two years later, I was nine and had begun figure skating shortly after that day the boys taught me the skating basics.

“Okay, thank you Mrs.Hughes.” I turned around to walk back to my house when I saw Jack exiting his friend's car.

“Hi Jack!”

“Hey Y/n, what’s up?”

“I came over to see if Luke could go skating, but he isn’t here right now.”

“Do you wanna go skating with me?” His offer shocked me, this would be the first time the two of us would be hanging out just the two of us.

“Are you sure? I’m gonna be practicing my routine the whole time, Luke usually is there to spot me.”

“Yeah, let’s go. We’ll walk to the rink.”

***

The outdoor rink was never busy so it was just me and Jack on the ice.

My routine wasn’t hard, I was only nine. Just some turns, a few jumps, mainly just me skating around the rink to prove that I could not slip and fall when on the ice. Jack was still there to help me, because I did fall. 

“This is so boring, how often does Luke come out here and do this with you.”

“A couple times a week, afterwards he teaches me how to play hockey, so I can help him with what he needs in the future.”

“Oh…that’s nice.”

“Do you want to scrimmage after this? As a thank you for helping me out?”

“Sure.”

***

“I’m better than you Jack.” I had scored on him twice now, he was probably losing on purpose but that doesn’t mean I don’t get to rub it in his face.

“I’ll beat you up if you tell anyone about this.” Jack threatened while taking my skates off for me.

***

“Hey kids, how was the rink?” Ellen asked as me and Jack walked into his house, seeing the rest of the Hughes family sitting around the dining room table. I immediately took off towards the seat next to Luke, my seat, to hug my best friend who I hadn’t seen since yesterday.

“It was great, I beat Jack in a scrimmage.” I smirked over at the boy, seeing him smiling at me, guess he wasn’t actually gonna beat me up.

“Take me back when our world was one block wide. I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried. Just two kids, you and I.”

Once a week I would meet up with Jack at the outdoor rink, we would spend thirty minutes practicing my routine or any tricks I saw that seemed cool, or the occasional one Jack had seen, but never told me how he saw it, and he wanted me to try it and another thirty minutes practicing drills that Jack’s coach had told them to do and scrimmaging.

It had begun snowing, pretty badly, while we were out one day, years after we first started practicing together, now twelve and fourteen. We texted our parents asking if any of them could pick us up. My dad was gonna come once he was done at the store.

“So what do you want to do while we wait? I don’t feel like skating anymore.” I asked Jack, putting my regular shoes back on.

“We can play truth or dare.” He suggests, still on the ice.

“Are you gonna skate around the whole time?” I laughed when he made a face saying “duh”.

“Truth or dare Y/n?”

“Truth”

“Who is your favorite Hughes?”

“Luke, obviously.” I laughed, but Jack didn’t. “Um okay, Jack truth or dare?”

“Dare”

I don’t know what the hell came over me, “I dare you to kiss me.” I just asked my best friend's brother to kiss me.

“Is this gonna be your first kiss?” I couldn’t tell if that answer was a yes or a no, making me even more scared of what was to come.

“No.”

“Who was your first kiss?

“Luke.” It was true, Luke and I kissed during a game spin the bottle in the 3rd grade, making each other our first kisses.

“Of course he was.” Jack grumbled under his breath, I almost didn’t hear it since he was skating in small circles in the middle of the rink and I was sitting on the bench near the entrance.

“You know you never did your dare… if you don’t want to kiss me it’s fine we can just move–” “No! I do want to kiss you.” Jack said, blush spreading across his cheeks as he skated towards me. I stood up once he met me at the entrance, the blush on my cheeks matching his.

It was basically a staring contest, who was gonna actually do it. Jack lost the contest, moving in and closing his eyes, his lips were met by my hand.

“NEVERMIND!”

“Well I was sixteen when suddenly, I wasn’t that little girl you used to see, but your eyes still shined like pretty lights.”

This was the first time I was visiting the Hughes family since they moved two years ago, and lots had changed. Luke and I never drifted though, we were still as close as we were when our bedroom windows faced each other and we would use the tree branches to sneak into each other's rooms.

Luke picked me up from the airport, wanting to show off his new car, making me roll my eyes when he told me his real intentions.

“Didn’t want to pick me up because you miss me, your bestest friend in the whole wide world, you just wanted to show off the car you got?”

“Yup, also I didn’t want Jack picking you up. He kept offering, it was weird, I don’t trust him with you.”

The comment on Jack made me blush, the only thing running through my mind was seeing Jack now.

“Jack wanted to pick me up?”

“Yeah, why? OH NO, nope nope nope, you know this, brothers and teammates are–”

“Off limits, I know that Lu…”

“Brothers especially, Jack isn’t someone you want to get involved with. He has been insufferable lately, new girl every week.”

***

“Mrs.Hughes I missed you so much!” I had finally made it back to the Hughes’ lake house, Luke forcing me to go on a tour of the city he had been living in before finally making the drive over to where we would be staying for the summer.

“Oh Y/n I missed you too, and it’s Ellen! You’re the child I always wanted, don’t call me Mrs.Hughes anymore.” I laughed at her statement, before a voice that I had been nervous to hear began speaking.

“Seriously mom? You could’ve just said the daughter you always wanted.”

“Well then I would’ve been lying, you boys need to take some lessons on how to be more like Y/n, in all aspects of life.” She said pointing the tv remote at Jack, “-Well what are you waiting for? Say hello to Y/n, you haven’t seen her in years.” 

Jack and Quinn quickly came up to me, giving me hugs and asking about what I had been up to lately.

“Y/n let’s go outside!” Luke called from upstairs, “Come up and change into your swimsuit too”

I quickly ran upstairs and into the room me and Luke would be sharing. 

“I can’t believe your parents are letting us stay in the same room.” I said after exiting the bathroom in my bikini.

“Yea how do they know we aren’t gonna do stuff” Luke said, shortly after we both busted out laughing at the idea of that happening. 

*** Me and Luke stayed outside tanning for about an hour before Ellen called out for us to come join everyone else for dinner. 

“Wow Y/n, looking nice. You really grew up.” Jack said as I sat across from him, the words making me blush because I knew he wasn’t actually saying I grew up.

“Ew gross, mom tell Jack to never talk to Y/n again” Luke said, pushing Jack's head to get his eyes off me, my blush only growing redder.

“Our daddies used to joke about the two of us, they never believed we’d really fall in love, and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes.”

Summer was going great, we were all getting ready to leave for the 2019 NHL draft where Jack was projected to go first overall.

“I’m nervous and need to talk to someone that isn’t related to me.” Jack said, barging into me and Luke’s room. I only had a bathing suit on so I quickly tried to grab a blanket to cover myself. “-Seriously, don’t cover yourself up.”

“What do you want to talk about Jack?” I urged him to get to the point.

“What if I don’t get drafted? What if I don’t go first overall? What if I go somewhere I don’t like, or somewhere I end up hating?” Jack was visibly shaking, my brain telling me to answer him in all seriousness and not poking fun at his vulnerable state.

“Jack, first of all if you weren’t going to get drafted they wouldn’t have invited you. Also who cares if you go first or not? All that matters is that you are going to do what you love for the rest of your life and get paid good money for it. If you hate the place you're going to, you need to figure out how to make it a place you love. You control how things have an impact on you. You can decide right now if you’re gonna be all pissy at just the thought of not going first overall, or you can revel in the joy of being called the projected first pick, because you have been called that since before Quinn’s draft.” I told him, reaching over to give his hand a squeeze.

Jack looked up at me, I was expecting a thank you at minimum but instead his lips connected to mine. My eyes shot open and my entire body froze, including my lips. After a few moments I could feel Jack sigh and pull away, that’s when my soul entered my body again. I grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him into a kiss, he reciprocated quickly. 

I don’t know how long we were kissing, I wasn’t aware of Ellen’s presence at the door as she came by to ask Jack to empty the dishwasher. She quickly, and quietly walked off to go find Jim.

“Jim, they're kissing! Jack and Y/n!”

“I told you they were gonna end up together, he’s liked her since he met her.”

Ellen rolled her eyes, “Well Y/n has too.”

“Take me back to the creek beds we turned up, two am riding in your truck, and all I need is you next to me.”

Jack and I began a secret summer fling, sneaking off to hang out or make out, just trying our best to keep it from Luke more than anyone else.

As I layed in bed, trying my best to ignore Luke’s snoring, I got a text message.

From: Hughes #2 

Wyd

To: Hughes #2 

Trying not to smother Luke with my pillow pet…why?

From: Hughes #2 

Damn death by a lilly the ladybug that’s tough

From: Hughes #2 

You wanna go for a drive?

To: Hughes #2 

Aww you remember my pillows name

To: Hughes #2 

And yes give me like five minutes.

I found myself trying to pry Luke’s arms off of me without waking him up, it was a workout. Five minutes ended up being fifteen, Luke couldn’t sleep without holding onto something so I had to put lilly in my place.

“What took so long? I was starting to think you actually killed Luke.” Jack asked once I got into his car.

“Luke wouldn’t let go of me, like seriously I have bruises forming from how hard he was grabbing onto me.” I laughed looking at the marks already starting to form. “So where are you taking me Hughes?”

***

He took me to the local lookout spot, although it was dark out it was still a very beautiful sight. I pulled my phone out to take a picture of the view from where me and Jack were sitting in his trunk. I flipped the camera around and took a picture of my head resting on Jack’s chest, you couldn’t tell that it was him in the photo. However in the polaroid I took of us you could see him smiling into the camera, and the one where he is kissing my cheek and jokingly grabbing my chest. Once they were fully developed I stuck them in my wallet, taking one more polaroid of the view, dating and captioning them all with “late night adventures with jack <3” I wanted to write boyfriend, but I didn’t know what we were exactly. One the back of the picture of the view I wrote,

“Went on a drive with Jack today, he took me to this lookout (which is beautiful btw definitely come back in the daytime) and the whole time I wanted to kiss him, and he kissed me A LOT like a lot, but after we kissed each time I kept wanting to ask what the hell we were doing, he was about to leave for the NHL, I was going into junior year of high school in another country, and I want him to be my boyfriend, my first boyfriend, he’s been my first for so many things already. I just don’t know what we are, and I’m scared I will end up broken.”

“Y/n you ready?” Jack yelled from the driver's seat. I quickly nodded and hopped out of the trunk and into the passenger seat. “What were you doing?” I blushed when I told him that I was writing.

“Well can I see?”

“NO.” I yelled, I had spilled my guts and feelings about him on there. “Sorry, I just don’t let others see my polaroid writings, they’re basically my diary.”

***

I arrived back into the room at around four am, seeing Luke sleeping. I sighed in relief and layed down in bed.

“Where were you?” Luke’s voice made me scream, he scared the shit out of me.

“Jesus Luke you scared the shit out of me.”

“Where were you?” He sat up and turned on his lamp. “And why are you wearing Jack’s sweatshirt?” My eyes widened realizing I hadn’t returned it before we went our separate ways.

“Oh umm…” My voice was shaking, so were my hands, I think my forehead even started sweating. I am a horrible liar, especially when it comes to my best friend who knows me better than anything. “I couldn’t sleep and I ran into Jack while getting some water, got cold while we were talking and he offered me his sweatshirt.” I tried my hardest to seem convincing, hoping that the fact that it was four in the morning on a Thursday would make him a bit more gullible.

“Alright.” He said turning his lamp off and laying back down. “But I’m serious Y/n, Jack is absolutely off limits.”

“Take me back to the time we had our very first fight. The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight, you stayed outside till the morning light.”

“I think we should tell Luke about us.” Jack told me the second his car was put in park at the drive in theater.

“Jack, are you insane? Luke would kill you, and me.”

“No he wouldn’t.”

“How would you react if your best friend told you they had this weird situation going on with your brother?”

“Weird situation?” Jack asked in an accusatory tone.

“Jack, we never really sat down and talked about what we were, you cannot get upset with me for defining our relationship as a situation.” 

“Well then be my girlfriend.”

“Ok.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“A few years had gone and come around. We were sitting at our favorite spot in town, and you looked at me, got down on one knee.”

“Jack, why are we at the old ice rink?”

It was seven years later, I was twenty three and Jack was twenty five. We had been going strong for those seven years, a few fights, a couple long distance issues, and one horrible break that lasted eight months, but we got through it. After I finished high school I moved to New Jersey to attend university in New York. I lived in New York while I was going to NYU, but it was around half an hour from campus to Jack and Luke’s apartment.

The morning after Jack and I became official we told Luke, who didn’t take the news well, but overtime he realized that it was either he pulled his head out of his ass and learned to accept our relationship or he wasn’t involved in our lives anymore.

“The first time we ever spent time together was right here. Y/n this is where I fell in love with you, seven year old you who didn’t know how to skate, twelve year old you who dared me to kiss you but ran away once I was actually doing it, thirteen year old you who won first place in a skating competition and immediately had your mom drive you here because you knew I would be here practicing. Y/n this is where I decided that all I wanted in life was you, if I had to pick between you and anything else in the world, I would pick you. This is where I am going to ask you to spend the rest of your life with me.” Jack let out a deep breath before pulling a box out of his pocket and getting down on one knee. “Y/n, would you make the happiest, luckiest guy in the world and marry me?” 

“Yes! Yes I will!” I yelled, doing hops on my skates in excitement.

“You gotta stay still babe, I can’t get the ring on you.”

“Take me back to the time where we walked down the aisle. Our whole town came and our mama’s cried. You said I do, and I did too.”

“I remember when we first officially became boyfriend and girlfriend. We were actually fighting, and when I asked Y/n to be my girlfriend she just said “okay” so I replied with “fine” and she did the same thing in return. Even after confirming our relationship we were still fighting so we sat very awkwardly in my car until the movie we were watching at the drive-in ended and we were able to go back to the house.” The crowd began chuckling at Jack’s vows, he was going on a trip down the memory lane of our love. “We had one horrible fight, Y/n had just informed me she was gonna be living in New York while she went to school and not in New Jersey, I refused to pull my head out of my ass and we ended up taking a break for eight months, those eight months were the worst months of my life. I went crazy without you, ask Luke and Nico, after one day without you I decided I never wanted to go a single minute without you by my side. So I went out the morning after our fight and bought our engagement rings. Now I didn’t propose for another five years but I had been planning on it since that day. I am so lucky to have you Y/n, and to be able to call you my wife is all I could ever want in my life.” 

Tears flooded my eyes as I began reading my vows. “The day I met the Hughes family I knew two things, that Luke was going to be the biggest pain in my ass for the rest of my life–” A laugh roared through the crowd as my man of honor nudged my back in annoyance. “-and that Jack Hughes was the love of my life. I’ve loved you ever since I met you Jack, no other man, other than my father, has meant as much to me as you do. I am beyond grateful that I get to start a life with you, I cannot wait to call you my husband, my baby daddy, my lover, my everything. I love you Jack.”

“I do.”

“I do.”

“Take me home where we met so many years before. We’ll rock our babies on that very front porch. After all this time, you and I.”

“Alexia Hughes, stop that! Put your sister down!” 

Years later Jack and I had retired back to Toronto, living in the house I grew up in with a family of our own. Two girls, both of them taking after me and doing figure skating, much to Jack’s dismay.

“We gotta have another one, a boy this time. I have too much hockey equipment that I need to hand down to my son.”

“So that’s the only reason you wanna have a son? So you can stop hoarding your old equipment?” I asked, looking at him from where we were sitting on our back porch, our daughters jumping on the trampoline a few feet away.

“That is one reason, but also because you just look so sexy pregnant babe, and I need a Jack jr.”

“We are not naming our son Jack jr.” I deadpanned.

“Well when the time comes we’ll discuss names.”

“So in about seven months?” I laughed as Jack dropped his phone in his hand.

“WHAT? Are you pregnant? Babe don’t play with me, is it a boy?”

“Yes Jack I’m pregnant, I found out last week. Two months in, I don't know the gender yet but we can find out at the next appointment.” I said, laughing as my husband wrapped me up in a hug.

“I’m calling right now, we’re finding out the gender tomorrow. My fathers intuition is telling me it’s a boy.” Jack said, picking his phone up and calling our doctor’s office.

It was a boy. 

“I’ll be eighty seven, you’ll be eighty nine. I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky. Oh my my my.”

Note: Gross fluff. Gross happiness. SOMEONE GIVE ME ANGST, my next ten fics have to be angst to make it up to myself. Love y’all babes, have a great day <3 !!!

[goldenheart-supremacy]

So I know Ambrosius not believing Ballister several times about Nimona is crucial to the overall plot...

But imagine the possibilities if Ambrosius DID switch sides sooner...

This is gonna be a long one...

Like, as they were crashing and breaking out of the institute Ambrosius ended up being in the way, slammed into, then hauled along for the ride...

Nimona lands, like she did. Ballister slides in lamely next to her, like he did.

"Something, something, something... We win." *Cue explosions* "Metal."

Ballister comes to for a moment, dazedly looking around. Instead of a rock knocking him unconscious though, it's Ambrosius landing on him. Remember, he's wearing armor. Armors are hard and with Ambrosius's added body weight, it's heavy.

Nimona's blinking in surprise and like "Oh. So, now he's here too... Now, should I kill him or... Ugh, right, he's the boss. Okay. Great, now I gotta drag them both."

The scene with Ballister coming to plays out pretty much the same way. Finally, when Ballister relents and goes with the shark handshake, Nimona added...

"So, should we kill your Nemesis or do we use him like some kind of hostage?"

"My Nemesis... Him... What? Who? Wait, hostage?!"

Nimona revealed a tied up Ambrosius and still unconscious at the other side of the room. Ballister freaks out for a moment because first, is he dead?!

"I mean, he could be? Just say the word, boss."

"NO! That's a real, BIG NO!"

Of course their arguing and Ballister's yelling wakes Ambrosius up and he muffled screaming, through a gag, alerted Ballister that's he's conscious now. Also, Ballister blushing because he remembers some of their bed room activities and Nimona could kinda tell and kinda smacks Ballister for it.

"Ew, even I can tell what you're thinking. Is this really the time?"

Ballister glares at her before going about trying to calm Ambrosius down.

Of course, Ambrosius starts with the freaking out, then the accusations, even while Ballister's trying to explain things, Ambrosius is still having a hard time believing him cause he literally saw the Queen murdered in front of him but of course, the Director isn't here to manipulate him.

So, Ballister eventually manages to reason with him with a "You know me, you know I love her like a mother. You know I LOVE YOU, and I hope... You still love me? Even if you didn't, you know me enough and you know I'm not a murderer." and Ballister hits him with the big ol' eyes and Ambrosius is blushing and staring at him speechless because GREAT GREAT GRANDMOTHER Ambrosius misses those eyes, and basically, every inch of Ballister. AND OF FUCKING COURSE he still LOVED BALLISTER.

Meanwhile, Nimona is just watching them while eating tacos, and her expressions is clearly one that translate to "I know what you are, I know what you are. Homosexual. Gay. Gay. Omg, there's a rainbow here without the rain and sunshine..." Then she notes Ambrosius armor shining like the sun even while indoors and how Ballister always looks like wants to cry, so rain. "Okay, never mind."

Finally, Ambrosius goes "Okay, sure, let's do... Whatever it is you wanna do."

So, a team of trio is unofficially, officially formed and Nimona is already aware of how much of a third wheel she's gonna be.

I got more. Might make a part 2 if anyone's interested lmao.

[edit] Part 2

[vxiphoid]

JUBILANT ANTHEMS

❨ summary ❩ twst › dorms playing apples to apples together (ft. heartslabyul, savanaclaw, ignihyde)

tags ✧ no reader but we’ll just say they’re spectating, initials after dialogue so you know who’s talking, family bonding time lmao, they literally fight like siblings, cursing, crack, ooc (?)

amanuensis’ message ⊹ im PRAYING yall know how to play apples to apples bc i did not explain anything… (INSTRUCTIONS, skip if you already know) basically the judge would pick up a green card and pick a word. the other players (except the judge) use one of their red apple cards that is best suited for the word and place the card face down on the table. the judge shuffles the played cards and then picks one and whoever played the red card that the judge picked, gets the green card the judge picked. first to 5 wins! i confused myself trying to make this, goodnight💀

⌜ 1k ⌟

♫ heart racing - kanii, roivaz, & nimstarr

twst masterlist

HEARTSLABYUL

cater is the oldest, he starts first!

cater’s word choice: chewy.

CATER’S MINDSET

╰┈➤ if were being honest, he didn’t know what word to choose, so he went with the most weirdest one on his green card. you gotta keep it interesting somehow… had a good laugh from everyones expression when he chose his word though.

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

TREY

best poker face, he’s always smiling. trey and ace almost slapped each others hands trying to place down their cards first. it was a silent duel between the two but for sure nothing is more superior than his card. he was sure to win, just two more points.

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RIDDLE

gave cater the most HARDEST side eye at his word choice and got a pure smile back. he had the perfect card for the other word on the green card that would’ve flawlessly given him a point but nooo cater had to pick chewy >:(. riddle has no cards to fit this description so he is petty!!!

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

DEUCE

clueless. he knows what he’s doing to an extent but this word leaves him stumped, had to look at the synonyms on the green card more than once. otherwise, clueless. it seems like riddle is a little irritated by his cards so deuce is happy he’s not the only one struggling. he is the last to place down his card after his long, thorough decision making.

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ACE

THE FIRST TO SLAP DOWN A CARD, YOU COULD HEAR THE CLAP ECHO. like he’s been waiting for this since 1985 or something, he’s giddy with excitement. with his whole being, he knows this point is his. what do you think of that TREY?

cater has shuffled the red cards, who got the point?!

CATER’S CHOICE

╰┈➤ “oxygen, mold… ew. vampires??? who the hell picked toes??? you win💀”

it was deuce’s card. he politely took it and placed it in his score deck, determined for the next round. see, cater went with the most funniest since none of these went with the topic at all, but he never expected deuce to be the one to put it down. trey or ace maybe but never deuce😭. deuce received owlish stares for a few moments, trey wasn’t even smiling anymore😦. it wouldn’t have bothered them if it wasn’t for the fact that deuce had been racking up points for the last SEVEN ROUNDS. the others had their points but just how many did deuce have…

“deuce, do you chew toes? •_•꧞” — a.t

“no? that was the only card that was the best one, unless you wanted me to put down keanu reeves..” — d.s

“john wick?” — c.d

“just how many green cards do you have, deuce?” — t.c

“seven.” — d.s

“you’re kidding. deuce had already won TWO rounds ago????>:[“ — r.r

everyone was so caught up in their own little rivalry, no one noticed that deuce had already earned over 5 points😭

“why didn’t you say anything man?!” — a.t

“i’ve never played before, i didn’t know the limit was five!” — d.s

“you’ve never played!?” — c.d

“damn, we’ve been beaten by an amateur..” — t.c

“quiet, all of you!” — r.r

SAVANACLAW + IGNIHYDE

ortho’s the youngest, he’s up!

ortho’s word choice: inspirational.

ORTHO’S MINDSET

╰┈➤ only chose this because the other word was ugly and ruggie would most likely make a mean comment. ortho’s also glad it was his turn and nobody else got the card, it would’ve started chaos. honestly, jack looks like he might combust, its concerning… half of the answers weren’t sticking to the topic but he can admit, they were actually really funny

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

LEONA

you kidding? half of the time he barely knows what happening just like he’s half asleep. ruggie has to keep reminding his ass to pick up cards. however, the only thing keeping him partly awake is idia’s little remarks every time ortho picks leona’s card over idia’s. fiery bastard.

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

IDIA

stupid leona and his stupid smart cards. he bet thawmarks on who wins this match; if ortho or himself win, 3000 tm for idia. if jack or ruggie win that’s 3000 tm for leona. hell, he even found himself slightly warming the corners of his red cards so ortho knows who’s it is. this point is idia’s.

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

RUGGIE

more laid back about the game lowk, he helps jack from time to time, basically the baby sitter. also has to watch his potty mouth or idia will be on his ass😞 even then, he’s still in the lead with four exquisite points. one more point and he can cash out on sunflower seeds from ortho, yippee🥳

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JACK

the most focused yet most expressive (its his ears & tail). his tail wags subtly when he gains a point and his ears deflate slightly when he doesn’t KRKSKNKS :( every card he puts down are with confidence! jack only hopes that he’s playing his cards right. he’s not getting anything for winning but hey, new memories with friends are good. even if your teammates are at each other’s throats…

ortho’s shuffled the red cards, the point winner is…

ORTHO’S CHOICE

╰┈➤ “teachers, viral videos, getting a hug aw…… i don’t even know how to say that—“

ortho turns the red card towards jack for help, jack’s ears pinning back moderately as he read. “guacamole??” “oh” he’s trying his best :[. idia jabbed ruggie with his elbow for snorting which had him wheezing instead. maybe it was a little machine glitch but ortho genuinely didn’t know how to pronounce the word, he did giggle a bit at his own mistake.

“i was gonna say gudetama…” — o.s

“you were close, ortho…” — i.s

“i mean, its a start. gwaa - kuh - mow - lee” — j.h

“gwaa kuh mow lee… guacamole!” — o.s

“teacher jack!” — r.b

“how pure.” — l.k

ortho looked over the cards again with creases between his brows. “who put down teachers? i pick you!” “thaaaank you,” leona plucks the green card from ortho and places it in his deck, a small grin as he pushes it forward. “and that’s game.”

“YOU put down teachers?!” — i.s

“i did.” — l.k

“good game!” — j.h

“that was fun!! :D” — o.s

“damn it, if only ortho knew what guacamole was!” — r.b

“seems like he needs an update.” — l.k

“shut your mouth.” — i.s

[xmdart]

HIHI I sorta just went down the olileandre rabbit hole and I have questions now 🙈 (if u don't mind!!) I was curious, what were their first impressions of each other?? Did they always like each other or were they like "ew Gryffindor/Slytherin"

OH MAN HI!!! omg ofc i don't mind. i'd literally pay people to listen to me talk about these two lmao

(also just to make it clear, my au is basically HL without the ancient magic because i just wanted all the npcs to be normal kids and just have fun with their classmates lol. also i don't care about ancient magic and none of my ocs are ancient magic wielder. but most importantly so Oliver and Leander could live their love story in peace LMAO, i did keep a few things from the game tho but anyways)

Oliver got transfered to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons in 5th year so the first time Leander saw Oliver was at the sorting hat ceremony. I think Leander instantly became enamored with Oliver because he thought he was so pretty and was definitely praying the latter would get sorted into gryffindor. Too bad for him, Oliver got sorted into slytherin and he was pretty disappointed (because most if not all his past crushes were slytherins and all left him disappointed one way or another.) I don't think he actually hates slytherins because I made him and Imelda best friends, so it's more like light hearted rivalry (he often jokes that she's 'one of the good ones' lol) BUT I DIGRESS .

The first time Oliver saw Leander was in DADA class when he almost got crushed by the dragon skull and it was most definitely love at first sight (or infuation at first sight, whatever you wanna call it). I think Oliver found his scared face so cute and ... he might just have a thing for losers I think (I say as his creator lmao but i think Leander's a loser and that's what I love so much about him). And from then on, Oliver has never stopped wanting to know more about Leander and getting closer to him. He's not the type to care about houses, he doesn't care about his or anyone else's like you'll never hear him be like .. 'yeah slytherins are so much better than everyone else blabla', like I imagine his peers judging him during Quidditch tournaments because most of the time he'll be cheering for his friends' houses or (most of the time) Leander gryffindors. for obvious reasons....

Their bond took a bit of time to form because they were both attracted to each other but neither would make a first step towards the other. Leander because he had already given up hope before anything could even start, and he was also in denial because he didn't realla wanna fall in love with another slytherin. Oliver was a bit too shy to go talk to Leander so he'd just admire him from afar and ask literally everyone and their friends about Leander to learn more about him instead of actually hitting him up lol. The thing is Oliver is very friendly and loves skinship so there was a time where Leander simply thought Oliver didn't like him because Oliver would greet all his friends with a kiss and Leander wouldn't get any (BECAUSE OLIVER WAS TOO EMBARRASSED TO GO UP TO HIS CRUSH AND KISS HIM GOODMORNING ((the french way))). It got solved real quick thanks to Imelda who simply asked out loud why Oliver wouldn't greet Leander the way he did with everyone and Oliver answered he didn't know if Leander was okay with that, to which Leander answered he's more than okay with being kissed good morning.

From then on it's smooth sailing until 3 months into knowing each other, Oliver confesses to Leander and, being the oblivious dumbass he is, Leander doesn't realize Oliver's telling him he's in love with him and tells him he likes him too (in a buddy way). So Oliver takes a step back because maybe he's falling too hard and too fast and he doesn't want to give out his heart to someone who doesn't feel the same. So a few weeks pass by where Leander does realize at some point Oliver is avoiding him and he isn't sure why. Leander seeks Oliver out and they talk about it because he's in love too, as much as he tries to deny it. And Oliver kinda has to blame his homesickness on why he was acting distant (which is only a half lie. he had to leave his homeland and be transfered last minute so he gets very easily homesick throughout his first year at Hogwarts + other lore related reasons)

NOW the misunderstanding is cleared out and their friendship can continue blooming into something more. hopefully. spoiler alert it obviously becomes something more . They absolutely adore each other and they're best friends before they're lovers. At no point do they dislike each other, not even when Leander thought Oliver didn't like him back then. He was just bummed the pretty new boy wouldn't kiss him goodmorning like he would with literally everyone else 😂

Okay I may have said more than you asked but well... it ain't my fault I'm obsessed with them. I rarely go into detail because I always feel the need to illustrate what I want to talk about so,, this was nice.

Thank you so much for asking!! 💖🫶💖💖💖💖💖🫶🫶🫶💖🥰😘

TL;DR

[akascow]

tua4 spoilers as i rant about it like everyone else bc wtf was that

its like the writers got knocked in the head and forgor everything that had to do with the comics and former seasons and instead of trying to relearn it all they just looked at a picture of the characters and a vague description of their powers and wrote a script around it held together by a used bandage and a dried out elmers glue stick

dude i havent even finished watching it yet but no fucking way they all die at the end (if i read that correctly)

ur telling me after fighting to save the world on 3 separate occasions they dont even get a happy ending ?? what

not even mentioning the whole victim blaming line of "your trauma is your own fault because you shouldve never existed in the first place" aYO?????? wHAT ?!? that makes me so mad like highkey what

i havent gotten to it yet but i know theres a whole thing with lila and five now too which fucking sucks because ew? huh

they literally ruined everyones relationship because why did ray walk out on allison and claire?? the fuck ? ray from s2 would punch side mention s4 ray in the dick

jennifer was a stupid plot point okay why the fuck was she in a squid howd she get there whered it come from and why does she have such a visceral reaction to it years later

as an AVID no1 klaus lover they really nerfed the best character in the show he literally only got shot so allison could get peer pressured into resuscitating a dnr patient basically bc they couldnt find another way to write in how he got his powers back,, and they completely threw away the part from last season that he can choose to stay in purgatory(?) if he wanted to so thats that i guess :/

also lila w laser eyes? lmao girl where did that come from (NOT how her powers work)

and last thing everyones already saying this i was so happy luther finally got his normal human body back (i cannot stand looking at that ape body ive hated it since s1 lmao) and he gets his SUPER STRENGTH back and suddenly hes hairy again ?? WHYYYY??? THATS NOT HOW HIS POWERS WORK

i will admit tho that one scene with diego flipping into gunfire and redirecting the bullets back at them was sick as fuck i smiled hard at that

anyway i wasnt expecting viktor to be my fave character this season but elliot page was like so good this season (also his voice is so yummy) i mean he was great in every other season but he stuck out to me the most this time lol. i like that he has more teasing and jokes and hes a lot more confident,, not that it matters now but whatever it was nice while it lasted

[smooshi-graysimp]

I feel that there can be potential darkness in Larry and Lawrie and I will not not cook about it even if it’s trash

I’ve seen people draw L+L silly, goofy all that stuff and it’s not wrong it’s fun still. Thing is I think people think that L+L are 100% good (maybe I don’t think I seen enough L+L content tbh).

But I have a question, do they have morality?

You see in their voicelines they’ve never said they’ll do it for the good of people only that rules are the best and people should follow the rules.

Now listen Morality can equal to laws but laws can’t be equal to morality

For example, there could’ve been laws that hurt a certain minority or laws that would’ve shield people away from the truth of their country or something. You know dictators control.

And personally I think they’re more laws than morality or at least choosing laws over people/morality.

In my HC they prob see the world in a black and white situation. You’re either good or bad and though while there may be some cases that it’s gray I think they wouldn’t think about too much or they’ll follow the rules even if they care.

(Though this is a bit of a bad take since I HC Lawrie as trans but then again apparently there’s Transphobic Trans People soo there’s that but there’s still plenty of ways to explore this though)

And with this, this is why I like contrasting or have them interacting with Willow and Angelo.

Both Willow and Angelo are unapologetically themselves, yes they are mean and toxic but they’re themselves enjoying what they like.

And with their toxicity L+L have to control them the very thing that Willow and Angelo don’t like.

Which is why I like thinking interactions of them, it’s mostly comedy but I think there can be potential well say foils or opposite viewpoints ish.

Again Angelo and Willow are unapologetically themselves mean and toxic but what if I told you there can be still morality ish to them?

Ex: They can be mean to other mean or even worse people.

Plus they could have gray viewpoints (or I guess black ish gray they’re more in the selfish side)

Ex: I feel like both of them (or Angelo) would know that no matter what people will still hate you. You may be absolute perfection doing nothing wrong following rules and being a good person overall. People will still hate you. And plus you have yourselves you don’t need anyone to approve of what you are, you have yourself to be approve of. And so they don’t have to be nice to everyone. Yes selfish, but so everyone else is actually. And that person you hate that also hate you? There could be a very valid reason that they hate you. Heck you’re maybe the problematic one here. (Long story short basically the song Villain by Stella Jang)

And with their contrasting viewpoints L+L would be like “we’re just trying to help people and have them follow rules!” And Willow and Angelo “rules mules do you have any idea that they can be bad and toxic too?” L+L “I see you have chosen death” Willow and Angelo “see here you are wanting to help people but wanting to kill us? Aren’t we people too? Monsters can be human and human can be monsters. Anyways ew we’re speaking like we have morality so like- HAHAHAHA NOPE FOR FUN 4EVER FOOLSSSS”

Or if Willow and Angelo have a sad backstory (in my HC Willow getting taken advantage of and Angelo being rejected and hated by bigotry and yes that does make them hypocrites when doing the same to others but victims can be a holes too, maybe internalized hatred arc?) “then why didn’t people like YOU help us prevent from being THIS?” L+L “O_O, damn we’re sorry we can help-“ W+A “Ha? Help? Nahhhh we got this covered lmao we don’t neeeeeed help we have ourselves.”

(Also it has just occurred to me that L+L and W+A both have something to do with control so there’s that)

Oh and ig it also makes sense for the Starr park lore where Larry and Lawrie seemingly good is actually controlling people.

Other than that, that’s my rant, I feel like I badly explain this esp with Angelo and Willow morality thing part, and esp that there’s prob but most likely better people with gray morality thing (though it has just occurred to me… that Gray would’ve been the one DAMN IT- yea I see Gray as being part of Gray morality) but I do hope I get my point across people.

[xokohaneazusawa]

HELLOOO CAN I JOIN THE MATCH UP THING????

As for fandom Blue Lock please 😋🙏

My pronouns are she/her and i like it when people call me Casey its my favorite nickname (casey was my fav from tmnt)

Tbh i dont mind anyone. But it would be better with mfs who survived from second selection? Also expect that monk guy i dont even remember his name 👿🙏

-> I LOOOVE JAPANESE ROCK. i am a big ass nerd for it 🤓 i am also an artist i love putting my emotions to my creatures (mostly rage and sadness lmao) i love reading mangas mostly psychological or horror stuff to lose my sanity. I also love watching animations! I still watch Cars idk what everyone thinks its still my favorite movie series of all time (Cars 2 solos) as for dislikes, basic mfs. But not every basic mf tho. The mfs who goes "eww what are you wearing?" And they wearing the most basic shit you could imagine. I respect everyone's fashion sense but if you make fun of others' style you are just meh. For short, karens? I hate karens. I also love yapping fr you could also realise it i cant shut up :D also tbh i dont have any idea bout my mbti. I have done a few tests and i always got esfp or entp. So lets say i am an extrovert 🙏🙏

As for love language, physical touch, quality time. I am an clingy person lol

I AM SHORT AF LMAOO 5'1-5'2 dont remember. But i am pround to say i have a hourglass-pear body 😈🙏😋🔥 i also have dark brown wavy hair which reaches to my shoulders. My friend said that i have doe eyes. And i am really pround of my long eyelashes tho :> my eye color is also dark brown but i am cursed with thick eyebrows 😞 as for aesthetic, it changes? But i am a gyaru. I just change my gyaru style everyday (sometimes stuff like agejo or hime, sometimes goshikku and rokku. You can search them up on google if you dont know them!)

Thats all i guess. Take your time no need to rush and also take care of yourself!!!!!!! Thanks again :>

I think you'd look good with...

Shidou Ryusei!

-> Right off the bat, idk you just seem like somebody who would get along with Shidou so well. It's a feeling- But anyway, you're both very extroverted and you both seem to like Japanese rock style music! -> Would be so down to just sit around and watch really anything with you, he would comment on basically everything so be ready for that, and be ready to tell him to shut up at parts of whatever your watching. Though sometimes his commentary is actually kinda funny, but still (Also the fact that you like cars, Icon. I love it so much as well<3) -> Have you seen this man? As far away from basic as like anything. You'll never have to worry about him thinking about how what you're wearing is 'ew'. He just seems like the type of guy to absolutely love the gyaru fashion aesthetic, no matter which way you do it! -> You also work so well together because you also appreciate horror stuff and things like that, and this mans favorite animal is a velociraptor.. because they looked cute eating people. Speaks for itself there. And the fact his favorite movie is 'A Clockwork Orange' which also falls under the category of 'Psychologically disturbing' . -> Will let you talk his ear off. He doesn't particularly mind, I mean as long as you're okay with his weird comments sometimes, and him constantly wanting to fight people if you say anything bad about them -> Also a very clingy person, and will have a hand or two on you at all possible times, no matter what. He loves being near you and loves it even more when he can hold your waist or your hand when walking basically anywhere! -> Will go on dates where you guys just go around shopping and he'll go into every store he thinks that you'll like and will find things that match with your aesthetic and any sort of accessory he thinks that will match your outfits and he'll get it for you, no questions asked.

Other potential Matchups - Bachira Meguru and Karasu Tabito

[ishgard]

iris & zinnia for the botanical prompts!

[from @/icehearts, and sorry for the angst lmao]

Oh that's fine I love angst thank you so much >3 Answering for Ahru and I'll put them under a cut because 1. length and 2. spoilers! All the way through EW.

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

~Snippets from Letters to the Lifestream~

To Venat: I feel like you know everything already, but if I don't say it I think it'll fester in my lungs. I hated you. Resented you, feared you. I didn't understand you at all. Not until it was too late. I'm so sorry. Thank you for never holding it against me. Thank you for loving me and believing in me. I love you too, so, so much.

To Wilred: I don't know if it means much, but I am so, so proud of you. You may not realize it but you gave me hope and inspiration - to be a better person, too. (there are smudges here, and the lines are scribbled in a more shaky hand) I wish you could see Ala Mhigo now, free and thriving. I'm so sorry I couldn't save you.

To Haurchefant: It's been so long, since I would walk into your quarters and unravel my trials and tales to you. My quill faltered over the paper for so long, remembering how easy it used to be. I never had to pretend, never had to be more than exactly who I was. Thank you. For that, and everything else you gave me. A home, a family, a life. You know, it's not an easy thing, to live after someone dies for you. It's actually really, really hard. But you always believed in me, didn't you? Thank you for that, too. Also, just one more thing. I wish I'd said it then, but I was too foolish to figure it out. I love you. I love you. I love you.

To Emet-Selch: I imagine writing you like this is just going to annoy you. But if anyone actually found these letters it'd be you, I'm sure. Are you having a good rest? The birds are singing, children play, and the star continues to thrive. But what I really want to say is that I miss you. In ways my 'feeble mind' can't fathom but my soul feels keenly. I look forward to meeting you again one day, and annoying you in the next life too.

To Zenos: You godsdamned fool. Why couldn't you listen for once? If you come back again I... Well, I won't kill you again, but I'll do you one worse. I'll make you live. Really live. Oh, you're going to hate it. You're going to love it. (at the bottom of the page, written small) You will come back, won't you?

(on the back of the page, scribbled at a slant in a faster, angry scrawl) You saved me. I hate that you did. But it makes sense that you did, in our special way. I know only you would truly understand it. But here's the thing you won't understand: I love you for it.

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

Ho boy. I'm gonna break this down per character (a few, not all). Gonna put the rest under a cut!

Haurchefant: Bad. To summarize, her mindset basically became "I have to keep going for him, I have to keep going for everyone who is still alive, I have to be everywhere, always, and not ever, ever let this happen again, I can't let anyone else die for me." This was a mindset already seeded by the attack on the Waking Sands and the Bloody Banquet, but really took vicious root with Haurchefant's death. She ran herself ragged until basically post-Stormblood.

I want to say she did gain good things from it too in the long run but that's more her own healing done over a long period of time. She did also realize after he died that she loved him (big oofies), which would be the seed that gradually opened her heart and steadied her spirit in the long run (though also reliant on A Lot of Other Stuff).

Zenos: As far as growth-through-others goes, I feel like Hau and Zenos are two sides of the same coin for Ahru. The two little consciences on her shoulders. Wounds Haurchefant left in her spirit Zenos carved on her flesh to bleed out. I wrote this thing post-SB that I think gives at least some impression:

A kindred beast wrapped in war and bitter despair. A cutting pain that leaves her gasping, bleeding - alive. Human. She remembers in the struggle what it feels like to drown, to barely stay afloat, and then, against all odds, to survive. It is the bricks and mortar of who she is, reconstructed in a terrible dance for the heavens to gaze upon. As her teeth bite down on supple flesh, and blood spills down her throat, she is once more the victor. Once more, alone. 

So yeah, Zenos was absolutely her mirror, and losing him (both times) hit terribly hard despite all the damage he did. But she also realized exactly what made them different; all of the love and companionship she had in her life, deep roots that made the whole world her beloved home.

She also greatly embraced the idea of 'being a monster', at first in a kind of rabid way, on the heels of that mindset mentioned in the Haurchefant section, though gradually more in the sense of 'being a monster isn't such a bad thing': She's powerful and strong and can protect her friends.

Venat: Ahru had so many suspicions about Hydaelyn for so long, and then to have them sorta-kinda 'confirmed' by Emet-Selch? Well, it was more complicated than just giving her the rights to be like "Aha! I knew it!" Because that truth of course came with a lot more information, that made everything a lot more complicated.

I think a lot about meeting her on the boat, how once upon a time Ahru would have chosen the option about 'no longer being able to trust Hydaelyn' - because she never really did. But instead, by this point, she felt so much more compelled and asked 'why show yourself now?' Ahru has always been deeply curious (almost not even a strong enough word) about the Ascians and what drives them, about Zodiark and Hydaelyn.

So then to meet her, to share her stories, to learn the truth behind her blessings, changed everything for her. To learn how similar they were, how deep their connections ran. To learn that this Goddess has been standing firm, waiting for her, just. How soul-shaking it was. She had such little faith in Hydaelyn, and Hydaelyn had so much in her.

There's a lot of other complicated feelings between Ahru and her mother, Ahnia, when compared to the sort of warmth and acceptance she realized Venat gave her. Basically, in the course of Endwalker, she gained a sort-of-mother figure who was then taken away from her and it's a really complicated sort of grief she's dealing with there. It isn't, however as debilitating or damaging a grief as some others, for the most part. Rather, she feels more strong and resolute, renewed of purpose.

There's a common theme in a lot of Ahru's loss, of realizing too late what should have been cherished. And that isn't always her fault, either! she's had to realize. But if there's one thing it's all taught her it's to really hold those she loves close, to keep an open heart, and cherish every encounter.

[steakout-05]

i was thinking about how it took me a while to figure out i'm aegosexual (which basically means that there's a disconnect between yourself and being the subject of attraction) and i thought about how much i really dislike and just cannot see myself in slash reader fics. i tend to dislike these fics for multiple reasons, but some of them include that the reader self insert is usually really boring, has no personality outside of being lovey dovey and isn't unhinged enough for certain characters for reasons outside of contrasting personalities for my tastes (like spamton for example, why are you writing a normal protagonist to pair with fuckin spamton of all characters). but another reason is that i literally cannot connect myself to the reader self insert. like i cannot imagine myself in their place at all, it's always another stand-in that i imagine instead and thinking about myself in their place makes me uncomfortable. i can't see myself in their place because i don't see myself as a subject of attraction, and i'm repulsed to that idea. so i imagine someone else instead because that's better to me. and also because of the aforementioned reasons that have more to do with the writing of the self insert, i just cannot imagine myself acting the way the self insert does because I Personally Would Not Fucking Do That™. like i would not be romantically kissing a guy on a date, i would be infodumping about my special interests for 3 hours and then start ranting about how funny cars are while he just smiles and nods lmao

this is why i've never really self-shipped with any character. like i can be attracted to them and be like "i wanna hold his hand/kiss him/do inexplicable things to his psyche", but in reality i could never actually see myself as a subject of attraction by this character, so i'd either ship them with another character i like or imagine a sort of stand-in that has some of my traits and lives out my fantasies but still isn't me. i can fall in love but i can never connect because ew that's gross and weird. watching from the sidelines by reading fics and looking at fanart about characters being shipped with others and being intimate with each other is more my cup of tea.

[xamaxenta]

Ace coming home briefly to get a change of clothes bc Marco was complaining about his. Pungence whatever that fucking means fucking vampires and their delicate senses (Sabo doesnt complain he never does but Ace suspects this has to do with half his face being fucked up rather than. General sense)

And he sees Law Zoro and Luffy all crashed out on the cheap thrifted sofa they got last year like who the fuck are these motherfuckers

Law: I see your brother inherited all the looks in the hypothetical monster family but none of the grace.

Luffy: ew whats that sp’osed to mean torao?

Law: you spent like the last hour hyping up ur amazing brother but now i see he’s a degenerate too, could smell him from a block away

Ace: i dont recall inviting u over trafalgar d whore

Law: yea but ur brother did portgas

Luffy: waaaait u guys kno each other?

Ace: unfortunately (they worked on one guild case together, curse breaking shenanigans stuff Ace doesnt do basically)

Law: well this is awkward

Luffy: toraos my boyfriend and this is zoro, my other boyfriend

(Zoro is wisely asleep)

Ace: you know im only here to change so, you kids play nice lmao

[beazt]

ive seen you mention some stuff about your thesis, so id like to ask what kinds of research were you doing before? and what was your favorite bird to work with?

still working on the thesis!! I was just about to post an update on it. :) heads up you’re getting more than you bargained for with this ask. lmao

but my thesis research is really my first (not only, see end of this post) foray into research, tbh. Technically didn’t start with a thesis, but everything I did worked towards giving me the data I needed for my eventual thesis. so I just refer to it all as my thesis research. so I’ll just give the rundown on my thesis since I have an excuse lmao

my thesis research only involved working with two species, but I’m only focusing on one for the thesis itself. we work with tree swallows and eastern bluebirds! this is because they’re both highly competitive obligate secondary cavity nesters. I’ll break that down. basically it’s fancy speak for “these birds will only nest in holes that were already made before they came along and they will not nest anywhere else.” researching birds is really hard, ask any ornithologist. they’re small, they’re fast, they fly, they’re smart enough to avoid most traps, they don’t really let you get close to them. you can do behavioral monitoring if you have a good enough population, population monitoring if you’re willing to use citizen science and some mist nets. maybe skein some data from point counts. but anything physiological or reproductive is really hard. unless you do a secondary cavity nester, which nests in boxes that you can open and monitor and trap birds in and even do behavioral trials!

(of course there’s also aviary kept birds, but not all species are well suited for that, it’s expensive, it takes a lot of space, and it’s hard to get approved.)

my research specifically focuses on eastern bluebirds. I did quite a bit of field work before ever coming up with a research question, and quite a bit of bench work. most of my bench work at that point was dissecting nests and quantifying parasites. the general reaction I get to this is “ew, I could never” but I loved it! I love insects and especially parasites. a clean nest with no parasites would only take maybe 2 minutes but a mossy, wet, muddy nest full of parasites could take 2 hours. and we get 300+ nests per year, most are parasitized. so I spent a lot of time doing this!

I was having a parasite quantifying party with the other guy in my lab who works with the parasites and our professor/research mentor, when I was just asking questions about the parasites and stuff. and I ended up asking “do the parasites affect the baby bluebirds color?” and boom, my thesis question was born. you see, no one has studied this question before, because not that many people in the US study bird color, my professor is one of few. but it’s also an interesting question because juvenile bluebirds will retain their flight plumage into their first breeding season. and my prof has shown that differences in colored ornamentation affect mate choice and sexual selection in the past. so essentially, an effect on color could affect their first breeding season as well as potentially affect parental care (not as much research is done on that, because fledglings are hard as fuck to study.)

so I went through as much literature as I could find, there’s very little on the effects of any parasites on bird color, but I went through other things that could affect coloration, especially structural coloration. quick tangent on structural coloration: essentially, blue and green birds do not have blue (or green, except in the case of the turacos) pigment. the blue is caused by some wacky keratin structures that reflect blue light. this is a very different mechanism than repurposing or producing pigments!

I also kept on trucking through those nests. I would arrive at uni (45-60 min drive) every morning by 6 am to dissect nests until my 9 am class.

And then I started doing another bit of bench work where I took the feather samples we collected (2 cm of the tip of the 5th primary wing feather on each side) from the nestlings and taping them to non-reflective black paper for color analysis. and then I measured them! we use a fancy machine called a spectrophotometer to objectively measure the reflectance of every wavelength of light between 300 and 630nm, so through the UV into near infrared. birds are tetrachromatic, which means they have 4 visual pigments in their eyes, so they can see UV! so it’s important we measure it objectively, since we can’t even see it.

not to mention that we have a ton of data we collect on each bird and I had to do a TON of database management to make sure the data was even useable. I won’t even go into that much cause it’s boring, but it’s a lot of reorganizing, hunting down missing data, and scanning for typos, in literal thousands of rows by over a hundred columns of data.

it’s worth noting that I’ve been working on this project for two years. I did all of this for the first year myself, and also caught up a lot of lagging work from previous years and collaborators projects (perks of being an undergraduate research assistant: I got paid to do this). I also measured adult bird feather samples and the tree swallow samples. and then the second year came around. I trained people to do the nest dissecting, feather taping, and adult feather spec work, and some parts of the database management (and wrote/developed detailed protocols for all of these.) I kept some of the work for myself because it’s difficult to do correctly and takes experience, like the advanced database management and spec’ing the baby bluebird feathers. I just recently finished all of the database management for my thesis the years 2019-2022, there’s still a bit more to be done but not super relevant to my thesis. This alone took over 50 hours, total.

and in 2022, in my preliminary data, we noticed a correlation between parasites and baby color, but only for the female babies. (I ended up presenting this preliminary data at a conference.) this is significant because most rearing environment conditions affect the males more than the females. so since I still had a year, we decided to do some more analysis. the other guy working with the parasites was doing molecular work to quantify immune response to the parasites in the nestlings and brooding adult females. so I hopped on that bandwagon and did a ton of work in collaboration with him, and I mean 12 hour days of molecular work, to quantify the immune response of a male and female nestling from each nest and their mother. we did this through enzyme-linked immunosorbent assays (ELISA) which here’s the very basic premise (excluding a lot of detail, forgive me). you extract the proteins of the parasites. then you add the blood of the birds. the immune cells in the blood of the birds react to the parasite proteins. then you add another immune type enzyme that attaches to the active bird immune cells. then you add chemicals which make those enzymes change color. then you use a microspectrophotometer to measure the optical density (basically the inability of light to pass through the solution) of each sample, and it tells you how strong the bird immune response was. you of course run a bunch of controls and then calculations based on those controls too.

then I ran a bunch of fancy statistics and color analysis and visual modeling. :P the visual modeling essentially takes the photoreceptor qualities and quantities across the avian eye to determine what the birds can see, and then the differences between two colors in avian vision. I used it to determine if a bird could tell the difference between a parasitized and unparasitized bird by their color, allowing their plumage to act as a signal of parasitism.

and now I’m writing about all of it. I’ve just finished my methods and results sections today, im probably not going to post about final results until I’ve been peer reviewed and published. but yeah, that’s essentially my thesis.

I suppose you could say bluebirds were my favorite bird to work with. It was really fun weighing and measuring their babies and watching them grow. And measuring the adults too. And taking their blood and feather samples. All of it was so fun. The particularly aggressive parents will dive at you when you’re messing with their babies lol. Ever seen a bluebird aiming for your face? I have.

overall I’ve spent well over 400 hours on this project, and I’m a fast worker. More hours to come with writing and preparing for publication. :p

in the middle of this project (summer 2022) I also completed an REU (research experience for undergraduates) program in Cincinnati where I was studying jumper spiders. That’s where I learned the visual modeling, actually. I spent a little over 400 hours on that project as well, except over the course of 10 weeks. the major difference is that was a full time job just doing research. with my thesis research I’ve been a full time student (15-17 credit hour semesters) the entire time and had a part time job 18 hours per week with a 2 hour commute each day all at the same time. that’s why it’s taken me 2 years to get the same amount of hours dedicated. lol

[crinkled-emotions]

ok! it’s a very basic request, i love ur daderick story and the dynamic u show between amelia and rooster, can u write a fic elaborating on that and maybe showing more of their relationship? i love the idea of protective older brother rooster so maybe u could add that in🥹

Heheheh, here it is!! I took a break from writing sickfics to get this published, and for some reason it's giving Last of Us vibes??

I would just like to say it's not giving those vibes because there's zombies. There are no zombies in this fic. No clickers, no stalkers, not even a shambler (this is way past a joke lmao).

Anyway! It's time for... *checks spreadsheet* Big Brother Bradley! I hope this is what you were thinking about!

Maverick tossed the last of the luggage into Penny’s car, quickly closing the door so the luggage didn’t come back out. Penny rolled her eyes, snorting as she glanced over at Amelia.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay? You could stay with grandpa,” she said. Amelia fixed her with a glare.

“I’ll be fine. It’s, like, three days-“

“-it’s a week, kid,” Pete said as he walked over with his hands on his hips. Penny pressed a kiss to his cheek, smiling.

“I don’t like the idea of you home alone, it’s not too late…”

“Penny, I think she’ll be okay.”

“I’m not okay with it!”

“Amelia, who do you call in the event of an emergency?” Pete asked.

“Bradley.”

“And last person?”

“Bagman.”

“Ah, see, Pen, she’ll be fine.”

Pete walked away, pausing in front of Bradley who had come to say goodbye to Pete and Penny who were going away for the week. It wasn’t a honeymoon, it wasn’t Pete’s retirement holiday or him using all of his leave, it was just a holiday.

Okay, maybe it was something similar to a honeymoon and maybe it was Pete’s retirement present.

No one’s allowed to talk about him retiring.

Now that Pete was gone, Penny gave her daughter a hug, pressing a kiss to her hair.

“Now, who do you call first?”

“Grandpa.”

“And last?”

“Bagman.”

“Yeah, yeah that’s right. But what if grandpa’s not available?”

“Call base and ask for Bradley.”

Bradley appeared out of nowhere, Pete right behind him. He was going to hang around for a little while after Pete and Penny left, just in case Amelia got cold feet, but she was counting down the minutes until he was gone. She had pizza to order and Animal Crossing to play; with Bradley gone she could play music too. God, she had all of the plans.

“Alright, honey, we should get going. Be good, I love you, call us tonight.”

“I love you too, mom. Have a good trip.”

Amelia held on tighter to her mother for just a little longer, squeezing her eyes shut. As excited as she was to have the house to herself, a part of her was also scared as hell.

“Alright kid, be good. You know who to call if you need anything.”

Pete gave her a hug too, and despite only being back in her life for less than a year she felt just as safe with him as she did her mother. When she glanced over at Bradley he was leaning against his Bronco, sunglasses on. He didn’t look particularly bothered at all.

He never really did.

Ah, well, except that one time Hangman picked at him at the Hard Deck- heh. Story for another time.

“Be good, Bradley!” Pete yelled as he got into Penny’s car. Bradley waved him off as they pulled out of the drive. The second the car was gone he pulled up his sunglasses and Amelia turned on her heel to follow him into the house.

-

“What are you doing?”

“Thank me later.”

Bradley was working through the liquor cabinet, pulling bottles out and into reusable bags. Amelia crossed her arms.

“Y’know I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to be watching me, not robbing my mom’s liquor cabinet.”

“That’s cute.”

He kept going and she tugged on his shoulder.

“Seriously, what are you doing?”

“You have the house to yourself for a week. There’s no way in hell you’re not going to have a party.”

“Ew, socialising? Fuck no.”

Bradley lifted his head finally, staring at her.

“No party? How old are you again?”

“I’m sixteen and I have a date with my switch and a pizza that’s arriving in half an hour.”

Bradley shook his head.

“Okay, I stand corrected. You scare me a little.”

“Look, I’m good. You don’t have to hang around, I know today’s your only day off. I’m sure you want to, I dunno, go hang out with your friends or whatever people do at your age.”

“At my age? Did you just- did you just call me old?”

“Yes. Yes I did.”

Amelia crossed her arms. Bradley rolled his eyes.

“Okay, fine. I’m going to go, but- just… call me. Don’t do anything stupid, okay? Be careful.”

“Yeah yeah, I know.”

He stood and headed for the door. As much as she was glad to see the back of him a part of her wanted to call out and ask him to stay.

Then she had a better idea.

“Hey, Bradley?”

“Yeah?”

Bradley stood by the door, hand on his hip.

“Did you… when you were my age…”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He winked, and then walked out the door. Amelia heaved a sigh.

-

“How did it go?”

“Eh, she’s fine. I honestly think Mav and Penny were more worried than Amelia was. She was more concerned about what pizza she was going to order.”

“What did she end up going with?”

Phoenix stepped back to let Rooster into her apartment, raising an eyebrow at him. He shrugged.

“I dunno. She wasn’t eyeing Penny’s finest so I figured she was good to hang by herself.”

“She’s not you at fifteen, Roos,” Hangman said from where he’d draped himself across the top of the couch like a cat. Rooster was suddenly tempted to push him and see what happened. When he glanced at Phoenix she shook her head and he pouted. She was right; he’d have to wait until there were no witnesses. Fanboy and Bob were sitting on Phoenix’s other couch, Fanboy glancing up.

“Hey, did you lock up the booze?” He asked Rooster, who shrugged.

“She honestly didn’t seem interested. She said she had a date with her switch and a pizza.”

“That’s a mood,” Bob said at the same time as Hangman snorted in amusement.

“Yeah, I didn’t seem that interested either in front of my parents but I definitely was. My sister came to check on me and I seem to remember her gagging as she mopped the bathroom.”

He scrubbed at his eyes, glaring at Rooster.

“I know what you’re thinking. Do you want me to kick your ass?”

“It’s just so tempting,” Rooster deadpanned. Hangman’s grip on the couch tightened a little.

“You wouldn’t-“

“-hey! Focus; are you going to go and check on Amelia later?”

Payback snapped his fingers at Rooster who shrugged.

“I’ll text her at dinner, then again before I go to bed. She’s fine, she’s been home alone over the weekend before.”

“That’s not a week, Brooster,” Bob said. He kicked his legs up and on to Fanboy’s lap, reaching for his phone.

“Damn, really?” Rooster deadpanned. He facepalmed.

“She called me Bradley.”

The others all burst out laughing, Coyote patting Rooster on the shoulder.

“That is your name, right?”

“Shut up.”

-

Amelia stretched, lazily glancing up at the clock. She realised it was nearly 8pm and she was… bored. She never thought she’d see the day she was home alone and bored. She put her switch down and reached for her phone, realising Bradley had texted about ten minutes ago.

Bradley: you alive?

Amelia: consider this my notification of death

Bradley: hilarious

Bradley: have you eaten dinner?

Amelia: what are you, my mom?

Bradley: I could never make a whiskey sour like your mom

Bradley: have you?

Amelia: yes I ate chill out

Amelia: do you need a Xanax??

Bradley: surprised you know what that is

Bradley: are you in your mom’s med cabinet?

Bradley: just making sure you’re okay

Amelia: bye Bradley

She put her phone down and got up, searching for the TV remote. She was in the mood for something a little… spookier, now that Bradley had riled her up a little. If he asked later she’d say it was his fault. Criminal Minds popped up and she knew exactly what she was going to spend the rest of the night doing. She also reached for her phone again. Criminal Minds went really well with cookies and cupcakes.

-

Rooster was only half awake when he realised his phone was violently vibrating on his bedside table, and he grimaced as he reached for it.

“H-fuck- hello?”

“Bradley?”

Rooster sat bolt upright in bed, already kicking off the sheets to find a pair of sweats.

“Amelia? What’s wrong?”

“Can you come over?”

She sounded small, like the baby she was when Bradley saw her last almost fifteen years ago and she'd fit in his hands. He frowned, pulling his phone from his ear and checking the time before searching for his hoodie.

“Hey, can you tell me what’s going on? Do I need to call the cops?”

“N-no cops, I just- I’m sorry.”

Rooster paused.

“Oh, shit, Amelia, I- you don’t have to apologise, okay? You are not in trouble at all, it’s nothing. I’m actually pretty good at getting up at odd hours.”

That was a lie.

His callsign wasn't Rooster for his inability to get up with the sun-

“I’m sorry Bradley,” Amelia sobbed. Rooster winced.

“Kid, hey, can you take some deep breaths for me? I need you to slow down, you’re really scaring me. I can call your mom, if- if you feel more comfortable-“

“-no!”

Rooster stopped, mid-struggle into his pants and landing on his ass on his bed. He was also pretty confused.

“Uh-?”

“Please don’t call her. She’ll never leave me alone again.”

“Gotcha. Okay, I’m on my way. Do you need me to grab anything on my way?”

“No.”

“Alright, I’ll be there in- uh- probably ten? Fifteen at the latest.”

Silence. Then, a sniff.

“Can you bring chocolate?”

“Jeez kid, it’s- is it seriously 3am? Fuck, okay, I’ll grab chocolate on the way. Are you gonna rip my head off if I get the wrong type?”

“No.”

“Alright, I’m coming. Do you want me to stay on the phone?”

“Please,” Amelia whispered. Rooster scrubbed at his face, searching for his car keys.

“Hold on for me, kiddo.”

-

Amelia listened to Bradley chatting to himself, swearing as he stubbed his toe on his way down the stairs. He then kept up a running commentary whilst he drove, taking the piss out of people doing dumb shit at odd hours of the night. She stayed curled up in bed, pulling her blankets over her head to listen to him ranting about the way the air conditioning wasn’t working properly in his Bronco and how he was going to have to pay to get it re-gassed again.

“Surely you can just do it yourself?” Amelia whispered. She heard Bradley chuckle.

“No, kid, I can fix most of the shit but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to touch the air.”

“Oh.”

She grimaced at the pain radiating through her abdomen, curling up tighter.

“Can you fix my car?” She whispered.

“You sound like you’re in pain, kid. What’s wrong?”

He heard the pain in her voice but she knew he was confused. She whimpered.

“I don’t want to talk about it. Can’t you hurry up?”

“Amelia, I’m trying not to break the law here. Alright, I’m turning into your street. Go and unlock the front door then you can go back to bed.”

She managed to climb out of bed then walked down the hallway, pausing to unlock the door. She then crawled back into bed and pulled the blanket over her head, waiting for Bradley to get there. He’d hung up their phone call so she knew he wasn’t far away.

Sure enough, the front door opened and she poked her head out.

“B?”

“Comin’.”

She knew he was kicking his shoes off- her mom always chased him about it. Apparently she’d been doing it since he was a kid. It was kind of sweet.

Finally, he appeared in the doorway and she sniffed. His eyes fell.

“Okay, c’mon, up. C’mere.”

-

Sitting on the couch, hot chocolate in a mug on the coffee table, Amelia stifled a sob and buried her face in the arm of the couch. Bradley reappeared from the kitchen, nudging at her shoulder so he could sit. She leaned into his side when he gave her a hug.

“Do you want to tell me what’s got you so worked up?”

She hummed, taking the tissue he passed over.

“I got my period.”

“Haven’t you had, like, a million of those- ow!”

Amelia had thumped Bradley in the shoulder and he winced, rubbing the spot with a frown.

“Sorry?”

“I got my period and mom isn’t here and everything hurts.”

Her lip wobbled again and he panicked, pulling her tighter against his side.

“Okay kiddo, okay… shhhh… do you need me to go and get you… stuff?”

“Shut up.”

Despite the way she punched his shoulder and the way she acted, she still leaned into him and waited for him to figure out next steps.

“Alright, new plan; I’m gonna get you some advil, you’re gonna pick some dumbass documentary, and then you’re gonna get some sleep. I’ll call your mom later and ask her for some tips.”

“Thanks.”

Amelia didn’t move. She could feel Bradley shifting, preparing to get up, and she sat up to let him get off the couch. He went into the bathroom and came back with the box of Advil, tossing it to her.

“Drink the hot chocolate.”

She grabbed the TV remote while she was at it and flicked through the channels, huffing as Bradley flopped into the armchair. He was apparently texting according to the way his brows furrowed for a second, then he reached over and poked Amelia’s arm.

“Tash says you need a heating pad to stop the cramps.”

“That sounds so good.”

Then she sat up.

“Tash?”

“Ah. Phoenix.”

“You whore, Bradley.”

“Oh, god, no.”

He burst out laughing, highly amused.

-

“Amelia? Honey, hey, what happened?”

Penny was frantic, worried as she paced the deck. Pete watched her, reaching for his phone. Sure enough it was buzzing and he answered the call.

“Hey, Roos. How’s it going?”

“You have to promise you’re not gonna laugh.”

“Oh, god. Is this gonna be like the time with the bottle of vodka-“

“Mav.”

Rooster sounded embarrassed- humiliated, even.

“Okay, fine, I guess I can hold on to that. Are you okay?”

“Ah, yeah, I got a wake up call around 3 this morning. Amelia’s fine, before you lose your shit. She’s still asleep for now.”

Maverick glanced over at his wife, watching the way she softened as she spoke to her daughter.

He wondered if he had the same look now, listening to Bradley.

[pink-booty-butts]

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Btw, you're absolutely incredible!! You write my favourite fanfics and I appreciate you and your friendship so much! You deserve so so much appreciation ♥

Omg Mari you're the sweetest!! thank you so much!! I appreciate you and our friendship so much too!! I am hugging you mentally rn <33

🍥 What's your favorite fic you've written?

Omg this is such a hard one! I feel like my favorite fic is always the one I'm currently writing haha (which rn is a william fic that's taking me ages lol).

But if I had to pick from ones I've already posted, probably Pranked! Normally I try to think more about what other people would want to read, or I try to think a lot about how to make the Reader more relatable to people besides me so people can insert themselves more easily(btw idk if i'm successful, but i always try my best to consider these things!). But for that fic I threw all of that out the window and basically just wrote it for myself haha :P

🍙 Is there a fic you wish had gotten more attention?

If I had to pick one, probably Say Yes!

Honestly, I don't think it's my best work so I'm not upset about it. I think I'm only slightly disappointed because I wrote that fic when I was having some feelings™ and at the time I kinda wanted someone to support me like Chris does in that fic and thought maybe other people would too, but I think it was probably too depressing haha.

Also it probably didn't get as much attention because I don't write him in character well enough, so I probably need to watch Spy again so I can write better fics about him for you guys!! <33

🍠 How long does it take you to write one of your fics or a chapter/part?

Ooooooh man not to be basic, but it depends! If I'm super duper focused I can bang out a fic from blank page to edited and posted in a couple of hours.

But unfortunately I'm a super restless/hyper person irl, I feel the need to get up and lowkey run a lap around my house like every 10 minutes so sometimes it takes a lot longer than that, and because of that it's really hard to give an accurate number of how long it actually takes me to write something sadly! (Maybe I should try timing myself when I'm actively writing bc I'm kinda curious now lol) With the fic I'm currently writing, I swear it took me like 5 hours to write a single paragraph cos I couldn't sit still hahahaha. I kinda wish I wasn't like that so I could get more fics written for you guys, but on the bright side I always get my steps in! :p

🍱 Do you read your own fics?

NO NEVER EW LOL, literally cringe every time I've reread one of my fics

Lmao jk! Tbh I do sometimes reread them when I'm writing a fic for a particular character and I want to check if I've written something similar already because I worry about my fics being too similar to each other. I know to some extent it's probably inevitable because I'm writing them, but I do sometimes skim over previous fics to check I'm not writing the same exact scenario or using the same language or words to describe something. I still cringe when I do that, but I suffer through it to make the fic I'm writing at that time better (hopefully) haha

Thank you so much for your questions btw!! <3 You're the best!!