#prob won’t be able to do all but I’ll do my best

[cursed-herbalist]

DAY 1 OF HPPE23 | OLIA(?) + coffeeshop Hosted by @gaygryffindorgal —

When Gaia moves to Paris for her new job, she doesn't know her friend Dawn Harvelle has plans for her as well. Coming to visit, she meets him at the cute little café she frequents. But instead of showing up alone, he's accompanied by the blonde girl Gaia had seen so many times before at the café: Olympia Alderly. As much as he tries to deny it, it is obvious Dawn is trying to set the two up. His intuition isn't wrong, as the girls hit it off immediately and so, night after night, the girls meet up at the café to share their lives and a bottle of wine.

Cast: Dawn Harvelle @potionboy3, Olympia Alderly @gaygryffindorgal

[landososcar]

so american ; CL16

pairing(s) ; charles leclerc x american!reader

summary ; in which a trip to monaco turns permenant because of one ferrari racing driver

warnings ; fast paced relationship, smau, google translated french (pls correct anything that’s wrong) & FLUFFF

note ; lol sorry i lowkey disappeared. anyways. here’s charles and leo (aka everyone’s fav duo)

instagram !

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youruser leo & i might never leave 🥰🇲🇨

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friend1 monaco is so so beautiful

yourbff you can’t leave me here alone in the us

youruser but…

charles_leclerc im stealing her

yourbff you’ve know her for 3 weeks

charles_leclerc whats your point ??

friend2 the states miss you come home

friend3 leo has a new lap to sit in????

yourbff i feel cheated on

charles_leclerc i’ll make sure you don’t leave ☺️❤️

youruser having the best time of my life with you🫶

yourbff saying you’re not gonna let her leave is kinda creepy not gonna lie…

charles_leclerc you’re just jealous coz she doesn’t wanna go back to the us and wants to stay with me

friend4 you look so happy😁

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cl16updating recent pictures of charles with a puppy, fans who asked him about the dog say his name is leo and he is not charles dog but he is staying with him for a while!! we are also unsure who the girl in his car in the last picture is, if anyone has any idea please share her instagram @ with us!!!!!!!!

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fan1 omg he’s not his dog??? i’m devastated now i wanted leo paddock appearances

fan2 idk maybe if you guys find her instagram @ don’t share it,, if charles wanted us to know about her he’d share with us

fan3 if she doesn’t want us to know about her maybe she shouldn’t hang out with the prince of monaco

fan4 she should be able to hang with whoever she wants. some of y’all are so weird

fan5 imma steal that dog

fan6 that means we probs won’t get leo in the paddock😭

fan7 maybe leo is the girls’ dog and she’s a friend of charles visiting him or something idk

imessages !

translation 1: ‘i’ll miss you so much’

translation 2: ‘we can be crazy together, my love’

twitter !

instsgram !

youruser added to the story!

charles_leclerc added to his close friends story!

charles_leclerc replied to your story

↳ you always do baby

↳ god you’re so cheesy

↳ i hate you

↳ can we go back home i miss leo

↳ charlie babe leo will be fine by himself for 3 hours

↳ i know i know

↳ i just love him so much

you replied to charles_leclerc’s story

↳ CHARLIE DELETE

↳ THE DOGS ARE OUT😭😭😭

↳ LEO GOT OUT??????????????? WHERE IS HE ??? IS HE SAFE??? DID SOMEONE FIND HIM??:??;??/??

↳ omg baby no leo’s fine i’m sorry for worrying you

↳ why would you joke about that

↳ i think i nearly had a heart attack

↳ you’re more obsessed with leo than me

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f1wagupdates charles and his girlfriend (leo’s mum — we don’t know her name) this saturday. the owner of the first pic said that they were out for dinner with pascale, arthur, lorenzo, and their girlfriends.

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user1 she so beautiful oh my god

user2 where’s leo

user3 girl she doesn’t have to take him everywhere

user4 i think her name is y/n… my cousin in america said that she looks like someone she used to go to school with

user5 i looked through charles’ following and he follows a private account with that name @youruser

user6 ooo that could be her fs

user7 did she really leave leo alone.. she’s a bad owner wtf

user8 leo is a dog he’ll be ok by himself for a few hours omg you just want a reason to hate her go touch grass

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instagram !

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charles_leclerc happy gorgeous amazing month ☺️❤️

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user1 CHARLES who is THAT

user2 Y/N CONTENT ON THE MAIN ‼️‼️‼️

carlossainz55 whipped

user3 omg is she playing his piano

user4 yes with her feet

youruser love love love you

charles_leclerc chérie💓💓

user4 anyone else think they’re moving REALLY quickly…. like i heard they’re living together already

user5 who CAREEESSSSS

user6 it’s none of our business

yourbff you’re all she talks about oh my GOD

charles_leclerc are you jealous

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youruser “too much, too soon” i’m living with him lol

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yourbff remember when we had conversations that weren’t about him

youruser wdym

yourbff i hate him

yourbff you’re OBSESSED with him

yourbff you guys are DISGUSTING

youruser you sound jealous

yourbff i AM. that little french driving man STOLE my best friend

charles_leclerc FRENCH????????

friend1 miss you 🫶🫶

joris__trouche ❤️

friend2 come visit soon we miss youuuu

friend3 you’re so so so gorgeous

charles_leclerc MON AMOURRR

charles_leclerc YOURE SO BEAUTIFUL I WANNA KISS YOUR FACE

yourbff can you get me a ticket to the miami gp so i can see my wife pls

charles_leclerc no you’re gonna try steal her back

yourbff @youruser ur boyfriend is being mean to me

youruser charlie i lost my miami paddock pass can you get me another one pls but like could you put it under the name y/bff/n y/bff/ln please, for no reason☺️

charles_leclerc okay baby💓💓

youruser stop it i love you so so much you’re so adorable😭

leclerc_pascale Leo ❤️

youruser he misses you 🥰

imessages !

[star-girl69]

So It Goes…

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!AphroditeCabin!Reader

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sypnosis: the one day chiron decides to switch up the capture the flag teams, and everyone knows you’re clarisse’s weakness, In A Good Way sequel!!

i changed my theme it’s me tho promise

a/n: protective clarisse the love of my life i love you i do i think we should get married actually anyways this one is sooooooo i got to explore a more casual side of clar’s and reader’s relationship in this (for like a min) i hope you all enjoy!!

So It Goes… - Taylor Swift

warnings: soft clarisse my love, protective clarisse we KNOW how i feel abt her…., also slightly possessive clarisse i think i love you too, again clarisse gets a bit too into capture the flag, clarisse picks reader up which i KNOW is not inclusive (im literally plus-sized idk what the hell am i doing) but it was so good i couldn’t resist, she has like super strength probs so i’ll just believe (she literally could not pick me up i need to stop being delusional), swearing, violence, kissing, a bit suggestive but nothing crazy, tell me if i missed anything!!

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Clarisse’s bed is one of your favorite places. You’ve spent so many nights here, wrapped up in her arms, feeling like no one could touch you. And you’ve spent secret days with her hands on your waist, yours in her hair, lips pressed together so tight it’s like you were each other’s oxygen.

You love Clarisse’s bed. And you know Clarisse loves her bed too, seeing as it’s a huge source of pride for her- it’s the best bunk in the cabin, and she gets a major kick over the fact that you sleep here just as much as you sleep in your own cabin.

You’re sitting down, watching Clarisse pace back and forth, her spear in her hand.

“Clarisse,” you say. She brought you here just fo freak out. Now she won’t sit down and let you help her, and she wont just freaking listen. “Clarisse, baby, what’s wrong? Can you at least put your spear down so you don’t accidentally kill somebody? If you kill me with that I’m gonna come back and kill you.”

She stops for a moment and leans her spear up against the wall. You let out a sigh.

“Now just sit down-”

She resumes her pacing.

As much as you love just being in Clarisse’s presence, as much as you know you’re her rock, the only thing that keeps her tethered in the storm she constantly fights through, you need her to let you help her.

“Clarisse!” you stand up, placing your hands on her shoulders. “You’re freaking me out, okay? What happened? I-I’m sure we can fix it, I mean…” you rub your hands up and down your arms, which you know she likes, her muscles are one of her biggest sources of pride.

She sits down, letting you stand in between her legs, her hands moving to hold your hips.

“Sorry,” she mumbles. She’s not very good at handling her emotions, but she’s getting better, and at least she’s able to recognize and apologize when her emotions are hurting other people. Well, you, at least. She breathes out. “Chiron decided to switch the teams.”

And now she had to work with the Athena cabin? The Gods know after the Ares and Athena cabins have captained opposing teams for years, Chiron pretends there’s not, but everyone knows there’s a deep rivalry. More than just friendly competition.

“The Demeter cabin will be on the red team.”

“Okay,” you say, squeezing her shoulders. You aren’t really close with anyone from the Demeter cabin, it doesn’t really bother you much.

“And… the Aphrodite cabin will be on the blue team.”

“Oh.”

You’ve never not been on Clarisse’s team for capture the flag. Not only does the entire red team’s tactic rest on you using your charmspeak to protect the flag, but what the hell are you supposed to do fighting against Clarisse?

She wraps her arms around your waist, flopping back onto her bed and bringing you down on top of her.

“I know it’s all Annabeth and Luke behind this. I’m sure that little smartass has made up some sick plan to make me go insane.”

You scoff, planting your hands behind her head on the bed. “You’re the one who can actually fight. I’m, like, so bad it’s not even funny, Clar.”

“You beat me all the time,” she frowns.

And it’s true, you spar with her at least 3 or 4 times a week, and you win most of the those times. But Clarisse moves slower, she doesn’t hit as hard, she anticipates your next move and doesn’t block it so you can land a hit.

“We both know you let me win.”

“I like seeing you smile,” she says, her own matching smile on her face.

“Okay, you big romantic.” You let your hands slip, laying your head against her chest and your arms flat around her head. “It’s not that big of a deal, Clar. I’m sure it’ll be fine, then Chiron’ll probably switch them back.”

“Annabeth convinced him to do it. She has some sort of plan, Y/N, she does.”

“You’ve mentioned,” you hum. “Stop stressing. Nothing we can do about it.”

“Fine,” she hisses.

She wraps her arms around your waist and throws you to the side so you yelp, now she’s climbing on top of you, laying her head on your chest.

“It’s going to be the worst game of capture the flag in history, you know. I hope you’re happy, I don’t even know what I’m gonna do without you. I mean, I guess I could move that group in the west side to just south of the flag, so that’ll be a bit more for them to get through. Oh, I’ll stick that one good archer on the ground- no, no that wouldn’t work, I need him in the trees. But I’ll move his position-”

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You walk to the woods together. When it’s time to split up, Clarisse grabs you by your armor and points her finger into your chest.

“Clar, what the hell are you doing-”

“Don’t do anything I would do.”

“Okay, Clarisse,” you smile, blinking once to avoid rolling your eyes at her ridiculousness.

She smirks, her arm squeezing your waist. She pecks you on the lips before pulling away completely.

“Done making out?” Jackie asks, her and Tyla suddenly appearing next to you.

“It was one kiss, Jacks. Are you sure we have the same Mom?”

“No, honestly.”

You fall into step with the two of them, laughing as you make your way through the woods and to the edge of the river.

Chiron makes his usual speech, the conch sounds, and everyone starts moving around.

Annabeth finds the three of you soon after. Tyla and Jackie fall away, following your other siblings. Annabeth always has this calculating look on her face, like she knows something you don’t, a true child of Athena. You have to admit, she really is one of the smartest people you know.

“Annabeth,” you smile. “I guess you want me by the flag?”

“No, I debated that, but I decided against it.”

She smirks and looks at you before spinning around, pointing to Luke and his team members who are always in charge of getting the flag.

“You’ll be with Luke.”

You frown. “You do realize I have absolutely no skill in battle, right, Annabeth?”

“Yeah, but skill doesn’t matter when you have power. Power over someone.”

“Oh, okay. Who do you want me to charmspeak-”

“Charmspeak whoever you come across, but that’s not what I’m talking about. You have power over Clarisse. I know she’s defending the flag today, right?”

She looks at you sharply.

You smile. “Oh, I really don’t know. But if you say so, sure.”

She starts walking, you follow her.

“Clarisse doesn’t talk strategy to you? I mean, I talk Luke’s ear off.”

“Oh, no, she does, I just don’t really retain any of it.”

She huffs a small sound of laughter.

“I know she’ll be there,” she affirms.

“If you say so!” you say, all sing song, Luke smiling as he meets your eyes.

“Y/N! How’s it feel to finally be on the winning team?”

“I love being on the red team, thanks for asking.”

“Ha. You’re so funny, are you sure you’re not a child of Apollo?”

“Too beautiful,” you glide your hands down your face. “I get it from my godly mother.”

“Luke, do you know what you’re doing?” Annabeth asks.

“Yes ma’am.”

She smiles and walks away, talking to more people while you can faintly hear Clarisse shouting at people. With the change in tactic, you know she’s been slightly stressed, but she won’t allow herself to feel anything other than confidence, outwardly.

She still walks tall. She still grips her spear in her hand a little to tight. She’s a bit too greedy with the things that are hers, she grabs on a bit too tight, but you know it’s just because she’s scared. You like it.

If this were a regular game, you would probably be walking next to Clarisse right now, or kissing her goodbye while you follow Matty and everyone else to go protect the flag.

When you and Clarisse first started dating, she was slow to be so affectionate, but the more of her walls you started breaking down the more you found a complicated teenage girl who felt unloved, and had a lot of love to give too.

The more confident she became in your private relationship, the more she wanted everyone to know. It was her fatal flaw, pride, hubris. She wanted everyone to know she was yours and your were hers. She wanted everyone to be jealous.

“I’m so glad we don’t have to wear those horrible earplugs today. They always make me worried. Someone could be shouting a few feet away and none of us would hear.”

“Stop gloating, Luke.”

“I’m just expressing my gratitude, Y/N, is that not allowed?”

“I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

“Oh, oh, I know. You’re sad, aren’t you?”

“Sad?” you snort.

“Yeah, sad. Sad you aren’t with Clarisse. You’re devastated, destroyed, wrecked.”

You put your hand on your sword. “Who are you… and what have you done with Luke Castellan? Luke doesn’t know that many words…”

He hits your shoulder. “Shut up, Y/N.”

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You’re walking through the woods.

Not sneaking around in stealth, not running, but walking.

You’ve come across a few of your former team members, but one of the blue team just tackles them and you tell them to turn around and count to 5,000.

For some reason, it’s worse than sitting by the rock, waiting for someone to make a play for the flag. At least at the rock you’re surrounded by all these people you know. You and Matty are usually talking, Marjorie sometimes joins, and you all have fun bullying Corey for that one time he didn’t see the blue team coming.

Luke’s voice drops to a whisper.

“Here’s your job. You can either, one, go make out with Clarisse in a corner, which shouldn’t be too hard-”

“Luke,” you hit his shoulder. He hisses.

“I’m joking, joking. Just keep her distracted, fight her, maybe pull your shirt down a bit? Oh, or I can just cut it so it’s a bit more revealing-”

“Luke, shut up or else I will make you.”

“It’s not a bad idea-”

“Luke!”

“Sh, sh,” he whispers. “Don’t be so loud, we’re almost to the flag. We’re going for stealth, okay?”

“Oh, really, I didn’t notice,” you deadpan. He looks around.

“Blue team, stealth mode, alright?”

Everyone nods. You roll your eyes. You miss the red team.

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After Luke gives you the ok, meaning the blue team has successfully surrounded the red team and the clearing, you take a step forward.

Annabeth was right. Clarisse is there.

It’s fitting. If you can’t be there, she would.

You look up at Corey, but he hasn’t noticed any of you yet. You frown, thinking about how he’s probably going to get beat up.

“Clarisse!” you shout. You watch everyone jump into defensive positions. She can’t see you yet, but she stares in the direction of your voice, her eyes squinting, smiling softly.

“Luke?” she shouts. “That you?”

You frown.

“What the hell?” you say, stepping forward. “You don’t recognize my voice? I thought that was really smart. Like, a cool way to reveal myself, I don’t know.”

You come into the clearing, sword by your side.

Clarisse’s smile drops.

“I-I- no, baby, I just wasn’t expecting Annabeth to send you here-”

“Do I really sound like Luke?”

“No,” she says, immediately. “You sound like an angel.

Matty laughs. Clarisse stabs his foot with the end of her spear. She smiles at you.

“Is Luke here though?” Marjorie asks, subtly trying to look through the trees.

“I don’t know.”

“Well, you do,” Matty snorts.

“You’re going to tell me though right, baby?” Clar smiles, stepping closer until she’s right in front of you.

“Obviously not, you didn’t recognize me. I’m, like, really hurt by that Clarisse-”

“Gods, Clarisse,” Matty shouts at the sky, laughing. You didn’t recognize her, and now we’re all fucked!”

“Shut the fuck up, Matty,” she says over her shoulder. She looks at you, smiling again, her hand reaching out to touch your face. “I’ll let you do that thing you’ve always wanted to do.”

You smile, your voice dropping to a whisper. “You’ll let me give you a makeover? Really?”

“Yes.” Her teeth grit, but she keeps smiling, her thumb rubbing your cheek.

“Hm, I don’t know,” you mutter, your eyes fixing on her spear when you suddenly reach forward, grabbing it from her hands and turning to run away.

The blue team emerges from the woods with war cries, swords start clashing, and it all happens so fast.

The plan was for you to grab her spear, make her chase you around the woods, and hopefully the blue team would be able to overpower the red team without her.

Instead, Clarisse kicks out her foot, tripping you. Then, she catches you and the spear in what you swear has to be a milisecond.

“Clarisse!” you shout, genuinely offended. She beat you so easily. It wasn’t even a fight. You didn’t even get the chance to run.

“Sorry, baby, it’s capture the flag!”

You about to start kicking like a wild animal when she suddenly lets you go. Luke is there, fighting her while you pick your sword up from the ground that fell in the commotion.

One of your team members dropped their helmet and you pick that up too.

You’re not that bad of a fighter, Clarisse just knows everything about you, you tell yourself. But your pride is slightly wounded and you want to prove to her, yourself, and everyone that you’re not just a weak Aphrodite kid or some poor thing that hangs off Clar’s arm.

You can hold your own.

You stick the helmet on and step into the fight. Someone groans and a sword comes wishing through the air, but you block it.

They swing again.

You block it.

You picked up things from Clarisse, and, besides, you weren’t just sparring for fun. She actually teaches you, better than the actual sword practice teacher if your biased opinion is to be trusted.

But you probably just feel that way because she rewards you with kisses.

It seems like you’re actually winning for a second, about to disarm him, when he seems to get fed up with fighting you and suddenly arcs hard over your head, making you lose your footing and letting him kick you.

You land on your back, groaning and trying to catch your breath.

“That was such a bitchy move,” you mumble. He leans over you, about to kick the sword out of your hand-

“I’m gonna fucking kill you, Samuel.”

She holds her spear right under his throat, and he finally seems to look at your face instead of just your blue helmet.

“Shit. Sorry. Sorry, Clarisse, I’m sorry.”

She looks like she’s about to kill him but she just pushes him away.

“I was winning,” you groan. “But then he kicked me.”

She kicks him as he walks away.

You expect her to tug you up and start lecturing you but instead she leans down and throws you over her shoulder.

“Wha- Clarisse!”

“That’s enough for you today,” she says, patting the back of your thigh.

“Clarisse, I swear to Hades, let me down!”

“One second,” she mumbles.

When she places you down on the ground again, you’re leaning against a tree. She grabs your hand, frowning at something.

It’s the smallest cut, barely there, but Clarisse of course acts like it’s the end of the world.

“Does it hurt?”

Your eyes fix on Luke behind her, stalking slowly towards her turned back.

“No, Clar, it’s fine. Now I-”

“I think you should go the nurse.”

Your mouth drops open. “Clarisse, it’s a paper cut!”

“And if it gets infected? Go away, Luke, I can hear you.”

He locks eyes with you but ultimately turns around with a very scared and annoyed look on his face.

“Now do you see why I was all messed up? I knew this was going to happen. You were gonna get hurt, and it was going to be my fault.”

You roll your eyes. “It’s not your fault, Clarisse-”

“But isn’t it? You would have been at the flag if Annabeth hadn’t known how much you mean to me. Instead, you were here. Instead, you were rushing off to go fight someone-”

“I’m not a damsel in distress, Clar!”

She presses her lips together.

“I can fight too. Not as good as you, but I can. I-I don’t want to be weak, I don’t want to rely on you for everything, it’s- it’s embarrassing.”

You didn’t even know you were feeling this way until you felt it. But it’s always been there, you guess. You always watch Clarisse spar and know she could never do anything like that with you. And you thought you were fine with it, and you are fine with having things that you like and things that she likes- but you don’t want to be so useless anymore.

She’s silent for a second.

“I- I get that. I do. But I just don’t know how to tell you I… I love you without showing it. I’m not good at saying it, you know that.”

“Clarisse,” you frown.

She puts her hands on your face.

“You are… the most precious thing in the world to me, Y/N. I really hope you know that.”

You wrap your arms around her neck, you can feel her heart thump from the fight.

“I know that, Clarisse. Of course I know that. You show me every day, I just- I just want to feel like my own person.”

She grips you tighter. “If it’ll make you happy, I’ll teach you to fight. But you have to do it how I say, and you can’t go off and do this-”

You pull back so you can make sure this is real.

“Really?” you smile.

“You have to listen to me, Y/N, and do it slowly, okay-”

“Yes, yes, yes, okay, yes,” you breathe, planting your hands on your face before kissing her. It’s slow, it’s sweet, it’s exactly what you think of when you think of her. You think of the side that’s yours, the side that only you can see.

You break it, leaning down to pick up her spear.

The red team is losing the fight behind you.

“Ok, go win capture the flag. And I’ll stay here. My hand does kinda hurt,” you mumble.

She smiles and kisses your cheek. “Not just a paper cut, huh?”

“Can I still give you a makeover?” you ask as she turns away.

“Maybe!”

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y/n: what why did you not recognize me ☹️☹️

clarisse, genuinely terrified: i have no idea what the hell you are talking about please please please don’t take away kissing privileges please please please

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taglist:

@lvrue @t-wylia @laughingcheese037 @kroumi @urdeadpoet @colezb @rey26 @harmzilla @elliewilliamsbae @amberfreemansburntface @kyuupidwrites @neverwaakeme-up @shark1008

(pls ignore it’s for the acc aesthetics thank you!!)

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Ler!Yuta x gn!reader

@nervousswitch Take this as a token of my gratitude for being the best lil sis ever, or just 'cause I like to torment you<3

Watched this movie solely for this moment, prob the only jjk fic I'll make lmaoo

It's so short I'm sorry, but I still hope you like it

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Yuta x gn!reader (interpret how you wish)

Lee: reader

Ler: Yuta

Warnings: Tickles! Idk what zoned out ass state I was in I don't even know what I wrote lmaooo

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How can a sweet, gentle soul be so scary? That thought rang in your head as you made a mad dash to your bedroom. Running from Yuta Okkotsu of all people, yet it was all so flustering still. It all started with a simple self-deprecating joke, or at least that’s what you tell yourself. Yuta didn’t like it one bit, and when you kept pushing, he declared that “I’ll tickle you so much, you won’t be able to think anymore negative thoughts”, and so, you ran for your life. Not sure why, the thought of his fingers attacking your sensitive spots was enough to turn your brain to mush. Which is why you couldn’t react on time when he slithered his way in, leaving you with nowhere to go.

“Looks like I’ve caught you~” he chimed, slowly creeping closer and closer. Your poor legs tripped from nervousness, or is it excitement? Causing you to fall straight across the bed.

“Haha, seems like someone’s excited~” he cooed as he loomed over you, his fingers delicately falling on top of your knees. Your legs instantly jerked away, but he had a firm grip on you, firm yet gentle. The air started to feel warm, knowing you were trapped to endure whatever he had in mind. He looked down at you with the sweetest of smiles, making your body relax involuntarily. Oh what a mistake it was. Suddenly feeling his hands squeezing at both kneecaps simultaneously forced bouts of laughter out of your throat.

“Aww! You’re always so adorably ticklish. I could listen to you laugh forever, just need to keep squeezing riiiight here~” he teased, circling the spot before going back to relentless squeezes. It was enough to drive you up the wall, or mattress in this case. The way he laughed along with you made the whole ordeal even more embarrassing. Why was he so damn cute, yet so evil for tormenting such a sensitive spot. Yet it was all to make you feel happy.

His fingers then creeped under your knees, blunt nails lightly scribbling the spot. Yuta could feel his own cheeks flushing at the sight of you throwing your head back in glee. Didn’t matter how teasy he got, in the end he was still a sweetheart.

“Hey, hey” he called out, poking at your side with each word. “Still having fun, I hope” he looked so sweet and genuine, which was worse for you. Could your face get any redder? Anything is possible when Yuta’s around.

Once you seemed a bit out of breath, his fingers slowed down, opting to give light, ticklish caresses up and down your sides. Not enough to make you giggle, but just enough to keep that beautiful smile visible. You could fall asleep right there and then with how soft the atmosphere felt. As if he could read your mind, Yuta layed alongside you. Wrapping you in a tight yet comfortable embrace, pressing your chests together. His fingertips lightly tracing along your back, smiling whenever you let out a little giggle.

“We should do this more often” he whispered near your ear. Good luck getting rid of that blush now. Not like you’re against the idea.

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[multi-fandomedfreak]

Sanders Sides - How they would comfort you during a panic attack

Authors note: I miss my favorite boys and got motivation to write for some reason so lets gooo. I just wrote the core four so if you want Remus and Janus feel free to leave a comment.

⚠TW!⚠: Mentions of panic attacks, fluff, prob a little angst ig if you squint

👑Roman👑

-Roman would be his dramatic self (bc of course he would be) but at the same time would think up of ideas on the fly on how to help as you have your panic attack

-Would probably BOMBARED you with questions as he tries to figure out his best on how to help until he figures out that you wont be able to answer all too well in your panicked state

-If you indicate that you want to be held, he will hold you against his chest firmly so you can hear the comforting sound of his heart beating

-If not, he will simply sit and/or lay next to you until your panic attack is over, affirming you that he’s there for you

-Afterward, he will shower you with all sorts of comforting words -in both english and spanish- and shower you with acts of service (Bringing you some comfort items, making sure you’re comfortable, ect.)

-If you like physical affection, he will cuddle with you and pepper kiss all over you. Your face, your hands, your neck, your arms, your shoulders, ect.

-Like, literally no part of your body is safe from his onslought of kisses if you let him

-Don’t like physical affection? No worries he will simply keep you company but that won’t stop him from complimenting you every chance he gets

-He will compliment your eyes, your laugh, your humor, literally anything and everything he can think of. Which is a lot considering he’s creativity

-If it makes you feel better, Roman will bring you to his mind palace and create stuff specifically for you 

💙Logan💙

-Being that he is the most logical side and doesn’t do well with emotions, he will obviously try to go about it the logical way

-Will most likely know what to do already since he has helped many of Thomas’ friends from panic attacks and has helped Virgil before in the past

-Logans definitely the kind of person to just sit close to you while trying to give you space at the same time, not wanting to overwhelm you even more

-If you ask to be held, know its gonna be kind of a stiff hug at first since Logan isn’t used to physical affection (Patton tries to surprise hug him from time to time due to that reason)

-After a while though, seeing that it’s helping you calm down from the panic attack, he definitely melts into the hug. Even after you’ve calmed down he still won’t let go (someone give him a hug please he needs it)

-If you don’t like physical affection or just don’t like hugs, he’ll probably hold your hand through your panic attack as he guides you through breathing excersises 

-You’ll both just sit or lay in silence, enjoying each others presence for a while before one of you breaks the silence and you both just talk about random things

-Just small, light hearted things to lift the mood. “You’re so cute.”   “Objectively, I’m actually considered average looking.”   “You call yourself ‘average looking’ one more time and I’ll put salt instead of sugar in your coffee.”    “....”   “Exactly.” (this is so cute omg i’m about to implode)

🍪Patton🍪

-Omg Patton goes into full on DAD MODE the minute he knows your having a panic attack. He might be able to see if before it even happens bc he just has that kind of, caring-for-others-more-than-himself-mode built in him. 

-Kind of like Roman and Logan put into one because he will ask if theres anything he can do to help and sort of knows how to deal with a panic attack but isn’t too sure

-Sooo, he just looks it up on his phone real quick. Once he understands what to do, he will help you through it with a kind and comforting voice

-I feel like his voice will definitely help ground you more than anything because its just so cute the way that he says “everythings ok” and “I’m here for you, kiddo” and just things like that

-If you want to be held, BOY YOU BETTER BE READY FOR SOME REAL GOOD HUGS/CUDDLES

-Patton literally gives the best cuddles I dunno what to tell you other than you will most likely fall asleep if you cuddle each other

-And will most definitely give you forehead kisses

-Don’t like to be touched? No problemo because he WILL make you something to eat and drink, especially if its your favorite/comfort food. I’m not even joking he will probably start baking a cake right there and then if thats your favorite treat

-He just loves to show you his love through his food overall

-Once you’ve calmed down he talks rambles about anything that will make you feel better once you’re all calmed down

💜Virgil💜

-My poor emo boy definitely knows how to handle a panic attack but has only ever dealt with panic attacks by himself so when he sees you having one

-He kind of freezes. 

-Once he snaps out of it though, he’s definitely panicking a little bit too with you as he attempts to think of everything he can to help you

-He’s kind of a guy who hesitates before doing anything because he just really isn’t sure but starts to calm down after seeing you calm down too

-If you indicate that you want to be held through your panic attack, he will be a little stiff at first but not in the way Logan is stiff

-Stiff as in he’s not sure if he’s doing this right and hopes that this actually comforts you

-Dont wanna be held? He’ll just offer you some comforting items kind of like a crow and its so cute that it really helps you calm down

-Once you calm down, he will constantly be checking up on you to make sure you’re ok 

-”You comfortabe?”  “ Need anything else?”   “I can get something for you if you want.”

-He’ll probably offer you his sweater too and once you put it on its smells so much like him and its absolute heaven

-You’ll def make him blush if you take a deep breathe of his scent on his sweater

-He’ll put on your favorite movie and chill with you in the living room for a while to make you feel better

[guess-my-next-obsession]

Ghost whiskey or Joel (because rip my cowboys 💔)

Is sad smut a thing? Can it be?

I just want him to reunite with his love who hasn't been able to cope. Like a kinda purgatory/ghost that hasn't moved on situation.

Spooktacular Day 4: The Visit

pairing: ghost!joel miller x f!reader

rating: E (brief implication of intended su!c!de, ghost sex that makes like no sense at all, very sad all around i won’t beat around the bush lmao)

authors note: i str8 up cried writing this shit lmao this is my first time writing a ghost!au so 🙈 it’s also prob my last, but i tried my best!! i hope you like it??

Spooktacular Masterlist

The winter had been made even colder—unbearable, really—by the loss of your boyfriend. You had so many questions, so much hurt and confusion and anger inside of you because why? Why would someone take him from you? Why would someone take the man who made everything feel so right, the man who was your shelter through every storm?

It wasn’t fair. He was just right here in front of you this morning, kissing you goodbye. And now…he was gone.

You weren’t sure how to go on without him. Weren’t sure if you even wanted to. He was the only person that ever understood the pain inside of you, the only man who could handle it with gentleness and care. He loved you and you loved him. What greater act of love was there besides sacrifice?

Your shaking hands grabbed the pill bottle of some pain medicine you were given a couple months ago when you broke your arm. You stared at it for a while, considering what you were about to do. What would Joel think of this? What would he think of you? Before you could even think up an answer…the bedroom door opened on its own.

The pill bottle slipped out of your hands and onto the wooden floor, scattering across the room. Your eyes widened in horror, or perhaps it was hope—were your eyes deceiving you?

A hazy figure grew more and more opaque the longer you stared, as though you were giving it the energy it needed to manifest simply by breathing. Fear was soon replaced by disbelief, your chest rising and falling in heaving breaths as it approached you…as he approached you.

“This isn’t real,” you breathed out in a barely audible whisper as the apparition reached to hold your face.

“It’s real,” he promised.

“No, either I’m insane or this is something else pretending to be you,” you argued, heart unwilling, or perhaps unable, to allow you to believe that the universe was giving you a second chance at goodbye. It had to be something evil, a demon perhaps preying on your weakness.

“Italy,” he breathed out and your shocked eyes lifted in a dart to meet his.

On your first date, Joel asked you what the first place you’d want to go if this apocalypse ever ended was—your answer simple: Italy. Ever since then it had become a sort of code, a promise of a future together. Whenever words escaped either of you, that was the one word that always came to mind. And now, you had no doubt that it was truly your late love in front of you.

“I’m so sorry,” he sighed out, looking around at the scene. “I’m so sorry I left you. But don’t do this to Ellie, darlin. She needs you.”

“I want to be where you are,” you felt a tear fall down your cheek as you looked up at him, trying to reach out to touch him but it felt like a jolt of electricity every time you made contact.

“I know, baby, I know.” He sat down on the bed beside you and laid his hand on you, the jolt’s seemingly only occurring when you made the move. “We’ll be together again…I’ll be sittin’ waitin’ with Sarah.”

“Sarah?” You sobbed out a joyful chuckle, your eyes now streaming with tears. “Sarah’s there?”

He chuckled and nodded, his smile just now causing you to realize how lively he looked. There were no scratches on his face, no signs of the brutal trauma he endured. He looked healthy…happy, even.

“Joel,” you reached out to touch him but he grabbed your hand instead, saving you the shock. “Is this the last time I’ll be seeing you?”

“I don’t know,” his response was genuine. “Takes a lot of energy to do this. But if I can muster it again…you’re the only person I plan on hauntin’. Don’t think Ellie would take too kind to it.”

You chuckled and nodded, wishing selfishly to have him again, not for lust or your own desire to get off, but just to have him that close to you again—to feel him and know he was there. Joel seemingly read your mind, his hand dropping yours so that he could cradle your jaw. He eyed you carefully as he leaned in, stopping just short of your lips.

“I…wanna try somethin’. But I need you to let me do all the work, alright? You’re gonna shock yourself if you try to touch me,” he instructed, your breathing shallow as you awaited his kiss. You nodded in agreement, the anticipation killing you. Joel’s hand was somehow there but not as he cupped your cheek, his energy warming your skin rather than the callouses on his palms that you were used to. “I just wanna make you feel good.”

“I miss you, Joel,” you whimpered, a tear falling down your cheeks as you laid on your back and he slotted himself between your thighs.

“I miss you too, darlin, but I haven’t gone anywhere,” he promised, his lips finally meeting yours. It was a strange feeling—warm and electric and…supernatural. It was addictive and felt so forbidden, but so so good. “I’m always here.”

“Promise?” You whimpered and he pulled back, eyes searching yours for a moment as he wiped your tears away.

“I promise.”

Before long, Joel was seated deep inside of you, defying all the laws of this mortal realm and providing you with a supernatural sort of bliss with every draw of himself in and out.

“Joel, you feel so good,” you threw your arms around him but were shocked with electricity, Joel grabbing your hands and pinning them above your head.

“Promise me you’ll keep living for me,” he husked out as he felt you pulse around him. You nodded adamantly with tears streaming down your face. “Okay, baby…let go for me.”

“I don’t want you to leave yet,” you confessed, Joel slowing down and frowning at you.

“I told you, just because you can’t see me doesn’t mean I’m not here. I’ll always be here. You’re the love of my life.” His sweet promises forced your climax to dawn, tears flowing from your eyes at the bittersweet pleasure. Joel kissed you through it before pulling out and resting beside you. “I’ll always be here to protect you, baby. Always.”

“I love you, Joel.” You watched as his form started to fade, your heart strangling itself in your chest.

“I love you. Please…Italy.” With that one wish, he faded completely, leaving you alone in the bed you used to share. Just before you could start to cry at loneliness, the bedside lamp flickered three times, a chuckle of disbelief leaving your lips.

“I love you?” You asked into the empty room. The lamp flickering twice, confirming your guess. “I love you, Joel.”

Three more flickers and you were comforted enough to get some sleep. Even though your heart and mind were still aching at the loss but the consolation of having him there with you, even if he wasn’t there physically, would be enough for now.

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[beenbaanbuun]

i’m almost at 3k followers which is fucking insane?!?!? seriously, thank you all so much for supporting me and my writing?!?!?

i was just wondering what do you guys want me to do for that? i was thinking of writing best girl pt.2 but i don’t know how quickly i’ll be able to finish it because i’m 23 followers away and like… i’m busy this weekend so i probs won’t be able to write it until next week. i could do a number thing where i give you all a bunch of prompts and you guys can ask me for specific ones and i’ll write them? i don’t really know… but if you guys have any suggestions then feel free to hit up my inbox!!!

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

My mother stayed with us. 😩 I was hoping 🙏🙏 that she would leave today, but..... she wouldn’t be such a pain, if she really left after just one night.

And Nico... he has nothing better to do, than talk to me about our probs early in the morning. I just woke up!! I hardly opened my eyes, he already started to dictate to me. He told me not to go to Dominick’s funeral. I was sick and should stay in bed. And well, he was right, so I’m not gonna be at Dominick’s funeral. Tbh, I wouldn’t have been able to handle this well anyway.... N. & I also talked about something else and... I felt much better after our conversation.

Nico: You’re still mad at me. I get it, but it’s not gonna go on. The stiuation between you & Daniel. I had to talk to him. You told me your version of the story, but I also wanted to hear his opinion, to understand. I think I know why it's so difficult for him to sign the divorce papers. But he’ll explain that to you, as soon as you get better.

Me: What does that mean? I mean... US!

Nico: We both know what we want. We want to stay together and we love our Baby . You don’t want to be with Daniel. You would have stayed with him last week, but you came back home and told me everything. You think you betrayed me. But I see it differently. You backed out at the last moment because... you love me. Even though you were mad at me, you ended up saying no to him.

Me: But I wanted Daniel. And I kissed him.

Nico: Maybe it’s a good thing. At least now you know... what’s important to you.

Me: Your reaction really surprised me... While you’ve changed, I’m still the same insecure person, as I was then. Bcs... I still find it hard to trust you. I mean when you’re abroad for so long. And soon, you'll have to leave anyway.

Nico: You come with me, or I won’t go. I’ll stay home with you.

Me: You didn’t really mean that. And I don’t want you to give up your dream for me.

Nico: You're my dream. If I go abroad without you, then only with the certainty that between us, everything's fine. Or I'll quit soccer.

Nico: Anyway. Rn you should just focus on our Baby and the pregnancy. The doctor told you yesterday. You need to relax! And I think you should tell your Mom that you increased your dose.

Me: You don't understand that. I’m ashamed of it. You have no idea how I feel about it. The truth is, I suspected it. Somehow I knew our baby was suffering. I felt a tremor in my belly, all day yesterday. I knew our Baby was moving, but it was different than usual. And when the doctor confirmed my guess, I just wanted to die.

Nico: It’s not your fault. The main thing, he's fine.

Me: I always think you’ll blame me one day. But I’m also relieved. It’s not easy to talk about it but as it looks, it works quite well with you.

Nico: I will never blame you. You’re trying your best to get him born healthy.

I kissed N. That moment I felt a.... deep connection between him, me and our baby. I was not that afraid anymore. But suddenly my Mom came up to the bedroom. 🤦‍♀️

She totally annoyed me!  She was a little stressed out because Nico and I haven’t prepared anything for the baby yet. Besides, I still haven’t divorced Daniel. This has upset her. She was worried.

And why Nico and I had to move out is because his lease was only temporary. We had to decide, whether to extend the contract, or move out. Since his apartment had no nursery, we decided to look for a bigger home. Otherwise, the contract would have been extended for another 2 years. I didn't want that. But if I had known, how long we have waited in the end to move into our new apartment, I would have preferred to stay here. There were delays on the construction site, our apartment was newly built. We had to wait 6 months longer than agreed, until we could move into our new home. Our baby was almost a year old (10 Months) when we could finally move.... Ugh, it’s gonna be... hard for me.

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[pansyfemme]

As someone with clinical depression and bpd ++ some other stuff I just wanna say I absolutely understand the "wanting to get better but Knowing it won't ever end". Like, I am in a very similar boat where I know I'm never ever going to be able to be told I don't meet the criteria for the stuff I have. But god, one day, I'd like to say I'm not struggling anymore. That for a whole month I woke up GOOD. I didn't rot in bed for 5 hours. I did all my tasks and I only felt a little sad and when I felt sad I let it pass instead of it eating me up and ruining all my progress.

It's gonna get better for us both I think. The only way out is through. And I think we can manage a few more bramble patches. 🫂

I won’t go into my full list of diagnoses because it’s long and also incomplete, my therapist actually has told me that despite me fitting the criteria for a few other disorders, since i already have several disorders, it’s prob just best to identify what symptoms i deal with one by one than segment a whole mess of things into seperate disorders that interact anyways. but i deal with anything from dissociation to obsessive-compulsive thought proccesses to hallucination to delusion to periods of intense paranoia and agoraphobic tendancies, and it’s a fucking mess and i’ve been officially getting treatment for all that for like 11 or 12 years now, but the most consistant thing is my depression, which is given all those fun labels like ‘severe’ ‘treatment resistant’ ‘chronic’ and ‘high-risk’, and i’ve had that since i was about three years old (maybe before that, but that’s the age it started presenting/i can remember.) It’s rough to like. sum up the way it makes you feel when you don’t remember not dealing with severe mental illness, it’s just my life and what i know. I’m not asking for it to be gone, because i don’t know my life and myself without it. But i do sometimes dream that one day I will be able to leave it behind in another respect- that people will not worry about me constantly, that maybe i can wean off meds someday and learn to balance life without them, or be able to have a wider open schedule- i have had therapy no less than twice a week, at it’s most 7 days a week for a full decade, and i just sometimes want to know i’ll be okay if i stop active treatment someday. But i don’t, and that’s what makes it suck so bad!! I try to be open as i can about it but sometimes it’s difficult to explain to people with mental illness that sometimes people can’t get better and it’s not just ‘giving up’ or ‘excusing symptoms.’ I work everyday to be a better person but i’m aware that it’s not going anywhere. It’s endlessly frustrating that whenever my mental health dips i get told ‘you just need to continue the work’ because it’s true! it’s so true, i need to keep working. but the work is not curing me, it’s just sustaining me, and that’s difficult. I just sometimes want a good week and i want to know it will be good in advance so i can enjoy it. And I want to take better care of myself, i do, but it’s just that self-care for a person like me has a lot of obstacles in the way. And i’m just trying to get through. I’m glad you can relate. It’s really tough to be treatment-resistant or chronic with mental health because mental illness is often treated as a disability you can and will overcome, but it’s just not true for everyone, and it’s tough trying to come to terms with what that means for the future.

[sk8termikey]

Chapter 9 of 21 Questions

better interface on wattpad

Lily loml🌻

Bro

The triplets 1st podcast is today

I’m so excited

It seemed awesome already from the trailer last week

I knooow

Kinda mad if it's every monday bc it’s my closing day

Sucks to be you

I love my day off even more now💃🏻💃🏻

Jk i’ll wait for you to watch it tonight like you do for the other vids

Thanks bestie😞

<33

Also the fact they’re gonna have guests is really cool

I really can’t wait to watch the first one

I know they probs have a few episodes recorded

But i hope it won’t be too much work for them now

Ye

3 vids a week

Esp nick who has to edit

Nick our king >>

Fact

Btw i might be home a bit earlier bc the café is kinda dead rn

Just the old couple that comes weekly and they’re almost done

So you won't wait much for me to watch the podcast

Yayy

The one together for 50 years?

I love those old ladies, they’re so cute

Fr and they always leave a huge tip

We don’t deserve them😞

Anyways see you in an hour or so ig

See you soon🫶🏻

When Alex put her phone back in her pocket, the “old ladies” as described by Lily were getting ready to leave. When they reached the counter, they both gave the blonde a sweet smile as one of them pulled out a bill from her wallet.

“The chocolate cake was delicious as always, but did you guys change anything?” One of the ladies asked.

“Yeah Lily did!” Alex knew that her friend would be excited to know that someone had noticed. “She tried adding some chocolate shavings before putting the cake in the oven.”

“Now I’m going to have a hard time deciding which one I like most, but it was as good as the usual recipe. You'll tell her that it reminds me of how my mum would make it”.

Alex couldn’t help the smile growing on her face. The couple had never once been rude to her and her other coworkers when they would come. Lily was always glad when they would compliment her food and it helped improve her self-confidence as chocolate desserts were basically the only thing Lily had mastered. Alex was really happy that she would be able to pass on the message to her friend.

Alex was finally able to close the café after the happy couple left and because the day had been a slow one, she had had time to clean little by little so that she didn’t have much left to do now.

~~~

When Alex arrived home, Lily was waiting for her on the couch. The TV was already set up on the Cut the Camera YouTube channel and some snacks were waiting for the two girls on the table. Alex told Lily to start the podcast as she would just be grabbing a can of Dr. Pepper in the fridge. As Lily did so and clicked on the video, the first out of many “Good morning Campers” from Nick Sturniolo could be heard in the house.

The podcast first started with Nick, Matt and Chris talking about looking alike, which is something that never bothered them much as they know that their viewers are easily able to differentiate them – even Lily could do it without problem by now.

As they then mentioned the fact that some pairs of best friends sometimes looked more alike than them, Lily and Alex exchanged a quick glance before laughing. Even though they had been friends since middle school, they had barely anything in common regarding their physical appearance.

The podcast kept dwelling on growing up as triplets, regarding the impact it could have on their friends but also the annoying comments they would always get from people. However, as they were mostly talking about the negative outcomes, they decided to start listing the positive aspects of growing up with two other people. Nick, Matt and Chris all agreed that being a triplet was the same as having built-in friends who were here for you at all times.

A couple of minutes later, Chris highlighted the support he always felt from his brothers and that the three of them being on the same page is something they all feel lucky about.

Then, as the topic of constant comparison was being tackled, Lily and Alex were quietly listening. The two girls felt very close to the triplets in the way that they were learning about their struggles. Them being so open about it was an opportunity to understand how the Life as Triplets was. What hit the hardest was the moment when Matt summarised the small conversation by explaining that no matter if it's about similarities or differences, people still find a way to compare them.

The podcast eventually finished on a more light-hearted tone as Nick, Matt and Chris were laughing about their high school experience when someone would meet one of them without knowing that they were a triplet. This would lead to them pretending to be one another just for a two seconds conversation in the hallways – and then at the end of the day, debriefing who came up to talk to each of them.

“I just loved it so much, oh my god!” Alex exclaimed as the video ended.

“Me too, like– I absolutely adore the Wednesday and Friday videos but this type of content is so refreshing I don't know”, Lily agreed with her friend. “I feel closer to them, make it make sense I guess”.

“I get you don’t worry, I know we’re gonna have another perspective of their lives and they’re gonna enjoy giving it to us as much as we’re gonna enjoy learning about it.”

“Exactly like…” Lily thought for a few seconds, “an inside point of view of not only the Sturniolo Triplets but simply Nick, Matt and Chris as people, just individuals. This is what they're trying to make people realise, they're not only triplets – even though that's a bit of their brand I guess – but they are also their own person.”

The two girls were just really excited to see more of this new project from the triplets, although Alex had to share some semi bad news:

“However, I have no idea if I’ll have the motivation to watch an hour of podcast every Monday when I come home from work”.

“Oh yeah, I understand”. Lily put a comforting hand on Alex’s shoulder while trying to find a solution. “Just pick a day and we’ll catch up at that time!”

“I mean, I might not even watch it weekly if I’m honest so– I won’t mind and it might actually be best that you watch them whenever you want like when they come out if that’s what you prefer and I’ll postpone my ‘watch podcast sessions’ until I have enough attention span to listen to them for a whole hour”, Alex explained.

“If that’s okay with you yeah I’m fine with that”, Lily let out a smile. “We’ll still have to discuss it obviously”.

“Of course”, Alex immediately agreed. “Lots of new info we’ll have to talk about!”

What they didn’t know yet is that watching the next podcasts on their own would finally enable Lily to choose her favourite triplet as she would realise that one of them might be a bit too relatable for her taste, and maybe a tiny bit too attractive on camera.

Thank you for reading. Votes and comments are always appreciated if you like this story :) The story is co-written w @/little_grapejuice on wattpad

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

Hello!! First of all, I hope you have been doing well! Second of all, I’ve been meaning to tell this to you for so long but I really like that one art you made for komanami week. The one where HPA Komaeda and Nanami kiss (But honestly I’m obsessed with each piece you’ve made for the week glhlh). It inspired me to have this headcanon: I like to think that they had something close to relationship back in Hope’s Peak but neither were good at the whole romance thing and human interaction in general so they never realized and thought that that’s just how friendships work. Probably had a sleepover once where they slept in the same bed and they always hug a lot and hold hands. So their classmates are just left confused whether they’re dating or not lol

That your art also gave me this idea: maybe Nanami would try to do something about it and make the first move so she tries to kiss Komaeda once while they’re doing homework together in the library, but she gets too embarrassed and scared of losing the friendship they have right now and just runs away after, while Komaeda is left embarrassed and confused too. But due to his self esteem the idea that someone, esp someone like Nanami-san, would be into him seems impossible so he decides that maybe she just wanted to use him as a practice for kissing someone else. So in the end neither of them ever bring it up again xD

And for the last: I’ve been very busy lately but I still would love to host a komanami week until the year ends. I can’t promise anything, but so far late October/early November seem like the most likely dates. Would you like to participate if I manage to host it and would this date be comfortable enough for you? :0 I wanted to ask all artists that might be interested so yeah, hope this is okay ^^

Awwwws you’re always so sweet 🥰

That headcanon of yours reminds me of this one komanami fic I read where Nagi and Chiaki are technically dating but Nagito is too lost in the self-depreciating sauce that he doesn’t want to acknowledge it lol. These two can be so prone to miscommunication due to their awkward social skills and that’s part of their appeal honestly. As far as another Komanami Week goes I would adore to do it again but my schedule this year has left me with not as much time to do as much art as I did last year 😭 I would most likely have the best time to actually get prompts done during late November, and December since that’s when things get a little slower at work—which means for me the ideal time for a Komanami week to happen would be probs like the beginning of next year so I can have the slow period at work to work on it. Though, if ya go ahead and make it sometime in late October or November I’ll see if I can manage to get a prompt or two in! I probably won’t be able to do the whole week like last time but I’d still like to make em a lil somethin’ somethin’ ^-^. Thanks for asking me again!

[somewhereinthepines]

With Valentines day around the corner, what do you think Chris and Ryan might do (GP and ASB) if they could spend the day together? Not both versions spending the day together, but individually. So how GP might spend it and how ASB might. It would be outside of camp time, so ig Ryan might be visiting Chris or something depending on how things are. There wouldn't be any campers or anyone at camp, so I'm assuming they'd basically have the place to themselves? They'd have some privacy, enough of it to spend the day together as they'd like. So, I got to wondering about what they might do, both their GP versions and ASB versions. It can be as simple or a bit fluffy, smutty or mundane as whatever, I'm just curious how it'd go. I was thinking maybe both vers might do something smutty, more so GP vers than ASB.

Speaking of GP, not to rush or preassure you, but how's it going with it? I think I have an idea of what Ryan might do next, I had something of a light bulb moment, haha.

it’s a fun question! esp bc usually i don’t tend to think about my ships doing stuff for ‘special’ days or having a domesticated routine. with this being said, i’ll try to reply to the best of my ability, but it might read idk maybe weird? if so, i do apologise! usually, most of set-ups for ships that i have are kinda idk, just not super normal or smth somewhat normal happens within the universe, that isn’t. anyhow……

but let’s see, let’s see….

in ASB setting, ryan is more active one. and while he technically won’t care about vd, he might think that it’s a good opportunity to kinda trick chris into doing smth ‘romantic’ for that evening. even if bc he’s kinda pinning so hard, that he would cling even to symbolic stuff, despite it holding no significance for him on its own. i feel like chris would be slightly confused why ryan wants to go into town and hang out, and not idk, do what they do everyday. i picture, that ryan won’t be able to stick around for longer, than a week, and he prob used some lame excuse as to why he’s there at all. chris didn’t pry, but it was clear, that ryan most likely wanted to be away from home, esp if it happens during the time, when he and his lil sister still live with their mother. anyhow, i don’t think that they would do smth crazy that day, ryan would just try to score those points, without chris realising what’s going on. they prob would end their ‘secret date’ in a movie theatre. and like ryan would pick the last seats, and chris be there sweating, bc it’s around time, when he understand why ryan insisted on them ‘going out’ lol. i imagine, ryan prob would also do smth cheeky as getting one of those candies with words like ‘you’re the one’ or smth. after all ASB was all about romance being there in the air, but nearly gentle-like, bc chris is so afraid to spoil one of the few good things, that he has. but like ASB ryan does sorta enjoy that he can make chris squirm like this. there is smth funny about 20 smth guy relentlessly teasing a middle aged man in such a form. like where he’s aware, that chris is attracted to him, but clearly he needs more time or whatever. like, ryan won’t just give up lol. and i think, that one of the most hilarious parts of this whole thing is that kaylee would tease chris about finally going on a date for the first time in ages. so it’s basically ‘everyone know what it is, but you’re playing’ moment. if only ASB chris was as weak willed as uh, little hope’s john, things might have progressed way faster. but i feel like him and ryan just having that nice, isolated memory, that is pretty calm and seemingly ‘small’ is part of what made their relationships in ASB feel so….uh centred? even partly bc chris wasn’t dating anyone for years, and ryan prob never went on real dates with anyone before, bc he thought that it’s boring. but it’s not boring with chris. 

GP is a different kind of beast tho. also god forbid there be a full moon on that day, like dang. in general, i feel like ryan being alone with that type of chris in isolated camp ground would have a bit more tense feeling to it. there is just smth kinda so off about mister H sometimes, y’know? ryan not scared or anything, but he does feel how chris just kinda ‘shifts’, when he realises that they’re miles away from anyone else, and there is like just two of them and forest. nothing else. GP chris is kinda….well, low-key creepy like that, he might decide to ask ryan if he wants to go hunting with him that day. and ryan be like ‘you do hunt’, bc he didn’t peg chris as someone, who shoots things for sport, but chris seems to be tense, insisting that they’d do smth like that. so yeah, whatever, he guess? ryan naturally has no idea, that chris like really wrestling with his predatory instincts at that moment, he just needs to redirect it all somewhere. ryan does notice a lot of strange things about chris during that time, esp how he seems to just sorta know, where to seek a deer or how he can orient in the forest so oddly well and move without much of a sound. and i guess, in reverse to ASB, they find a deer and chris grips ryan’s hand before he can pull it away from the trigger, so they kill it together. ryan won’t sure how to feel, bc he didn’t want it to die. and he even less sure, when chris offers him to show how to separate fur from meat and all that stuff. for chris, it’s basic knowledge, he doesn’t treat it as smth big, but for city boy like ryan, it’s….odd. but he agrees, bc he doesn’t wanna look like a lil bitch, i guess lol. they spend that evening in blood and ryan is very dizzy and nauseous, when it ends. he was very close to chris during that time tho. they had their hands in animal’s organs together, feels kinda intimate, even if the situation itself is pretty iffy. in the end, chris tells ryan, that since he was the one, who killed it (not really lol), they should put that buck’s horns on some good display. so they do put it inside chris’s office, ryan even helps to pick a place for it. he isn’t sure why, but chris seems pleased and all that he can think of, despite that he kinda wants to shower and stinks like blood still (even if he’s in different clothes), is ‘wow our arms were next to one another, side by side, chris’s hand enveloped mine a few times to help me to move the knife’. If one would picture it in GP’s timeline, esp down the line, it would have made sense, i promise. like how strangely dark and gritty it is. love is a hunt, isn’t it? 

either way, this what i meant, that my answer might be strange. i wouldn’t connect them banging to idk some specific date or day or them being more active in that specific area just bc it’s vd. if anything, vd can be a bit symbolic in another sense. it is a day of lovers after all, but ASB and GP address a different side of chris and ryan’s love in itself. it can be somewhat healing and actually good, even if it won’t solve all of chris’s problems, or will automatically make ryan aware about everything like in ASB. but it can also be intense and a tad destructive like in GP. so it’s not about sex at all, i suppose. or more so, i don’t think that they will bang too differently in both setups tbh lol. chris still has a wolf in him either way, and ryan is still like hella horny in both stories as well lol. in ASB ryan tricking chris into doing smth on that specific day is kinda still light and pinning, and more of like extra point. just gives them a bit more context of how they kinda always been together like that, it seems. in GP, i bet that neither chris or ryan are aware, that it’s vd, and it’s smth that ryan learns later on, and be like, ‘oh we did it on that day, huh’. and then be a bit of high school gal about it, haha. 

ah, tbh i didn’t touch it at all. i have different hypefixation atm, and most of my freetime pours into doing stuff for my current ship / fav thing. i haven't brushed any of my supermassive wips. i know, it’s not fun to hear, but it is how it is atm. it’s hard to tell, when i will be interested in them again. like in ways, where i would want to rewatch stuff for the game or dwell back into my narratives for their pair. i’d be curious to hear what you think ryan might do tho. this version of him is sure daring and kinda short-sighted lol.

[safetycar-restart]

The Spanish GP got me in my feels… how about some post-race comfort? Poorly little Lando needing love & cuddles & kisses…. Charles feeling sad about his DNF and already worrying about the monaco curse returning next week… Daniel just being Sad with a capital S (honestly how that man stays upbeat I don’t know)… Carlos upset about not placing higher at his home race……. Mick missing out on points again….. so many boys in need of comfort- probs a mix of SFW and NSFW- eg Lando def needs to be held (and maybe regresses???) whereas Dan just needs to be taken out his head in any way possible…… thoughts? 🐬

Okay so this actually gave me an idea, if you guys like the new D/S AU, then maybe I can do a thing where after races, I’ll post about what you could do with some of the drivers as their hired doms? I’m gonna try that here and if you guys like it... I’m more than happy to do it after the races :))

LANDO:

Definitely needs SO much comfort and for someone to take care of him. Lando would hate that though, because he doesn’t want to make someone look after him and take up all their time. Mclaren try to get his personal trainer or one of his assistants or even the medic to look after him but Lando won’t let them. In the end, you order Lando to kneel for him and make him let you look after him because someone needs to.

Lando very well might regress, especially because of how sore and tired he is and just how shitty he feels. You’re more than happy to let him regress though, it means he’ll actually let you take care of him.

And you make sure to give little!Lando plenty of cuddles and kisses and tickles.

CHARLES:

Most of all, Charles needs to be taken out of his head because he can’t stop thinking about Monaco. You know he won’t even be able to sleep if you don’t help him. You spend the night with Charles, even though you only need to spend an hour or two with him, you know it’s best for him if you stay the whole night.

You do everything you can to get him out of his head, which very much includes spanking and overstimulation because you want charles to be absolutely wrecked when you’re done with him. You want him to not even be able to remember his own name. That way, he won’t worry about Monaco.

DANIEL:

I think Daniel actually needs to be treated softly? He’d want you to punish him, because he thinks he deserves that, but you know better.

Daniel needs to feel good. He needs to feel loved and like he’s good at something and so you don’t punish him. You treat him so softly though, that he ends up sobbing into your chest at the end.

Which is what you wanted. When it’s done, he feels so much better and also asks to eat you out some more because he loves that a little too much.

CARLOS:

Carlos is another one that would want to be punished. You’re hesitant to punish him though, because you don’t want to feed into his idea of being a failure.

So instead, you make him kneel. At first he’s annoyed, because he wants to be hurt, but then he slowly relaxes and his mind clears. He ends up resting with his head against your inner thigh and, after looking at you pleadingly, you let him dive between your legs and eat you out.

Then he goes back to kneeling.

MICK:

Originally, you hadn’t planned on punishing mick. You really didn’t want to. But then mick spoke about himself in a way you can’t allow, calling himself a failure and a terrible driver and saying he’ll never get anywhere.

And you’re not going to allow that. Absolutely not.

So mick does get punished. And you make him admit to being a good driver who tried his best multiple times. He gets paddled hard, and even caned on the inside of his thighs but by the end, he knows you were right.

[cookiescr]

Has up and downsides living in both countries and it also very depends on which part of each country you decide to live too.

I personally think Spanish is rather easy to learn on paper, but Spaniards are a pain to listen to. Especially the andalucians who don’t know what an s sounds like

Turkish ppl to it with strings, but idk if it would do a proper slit. It’s more like to keep all the hair in check and to avoid the infamous monobrow

Dude your dad is an ungrateful child and nothing more. Like it actually sounds like you try your best to help your family and at the end your dad or grandpa just take your hard earned money for their pleasure or to solve their errors l

I’m like def not gonna try on the popular cities for now i was looking into albecete or more province but i will look into it and I’m ngl hoping to convince a friend or my sister to go with me so I’m not alone kdmms

I feel like it will be easier than german because i tried to say some german words and i cannot

Ohhh i actually have seen someone on tiktok doing a tutorial of that like they were using a string to trim the ends and stuff. Didn’t know you could use it to do eyebrow slit

I have some slight resentment with my dad ngl but I also just think damn he’s probs just like this because he grew up in a kinda not good environment like we’re not rich or anything but it’s an ok life. I would def like buy my family stuff more but I’m just trying to save for the trip still so i can only mostly help with the bills for now but after the trip I’ll be able to give more. Also my grandpa nah they’re unemployed and only receive pension and I kinda understand why they’re renovating (?) their house but also like it’s kinda hard to do that with no proper income jsksjs like the unpaid electricity thing is because they didn’t have income but ye even if i pay the whole 75k php apparently they still won’t be able to like register for electricity so we’re just gonna be stuck sharing electricity

[many-fandoms54]

TW mentioned $üicide

There’s multiple ways Byler could happen in S5, but this was prob the saddest way I thought of. In S5 we all know Will is most likely going to have to sacrifice himself to save Hawkins. I have a theory that goes along with Byler confessions/ confirmation. Let’s say the sacrifice scene happens and Mike and everyone is crying abt it right. Then we get a parallel to Vol.2 where there’s a time skip to a few days later and we see El with her door three inches and she exits her room in a black dress. So we all think ‘oh she must be getting ready to go to Will’s funeral’ but when we get to the spot their holding the funeral we see not one but two caskets. It’s both Mike and Will’s funeral. Then we get some kind of note displayed on the screen showing how it ended up to this point and Mike’s voice is reading it. The note says

“Dear everyone reading this,

I’m doing this for myself and Will. He has been my best friend and love of my life for as long as I’ve known him. I can’t imagine living without him, which is why I did what I did if you’re reading this right now. When he disappeared it was the worst week of my life. I love Will with all my heart and I didn’t have a chance to tell him how I felt (or even say a proper goodbye.) Knowing he was gone for good broke me into a million pieces no one was going to be able to fix. He comforted me on my worst days. He was my other half. I needed him but I pushed him away when I discovered my true feelings for him. He was the best thing to ever happen to me and he didn’t deserve the way that I treated him. He was the sweetest, kindest, selfless, and most loving person that you could ever meet. He put others first before himself no matter what. He put his sister’s and best friend‘s happiness before his own. I pushed him away for so long and was such a dick to him, but no matter how wrongly I treated him, he was always there by my side to reassure me and comfort me when I wasn’t confident in things. He loved his family more than anything in the world and to him I was family. He was the light of my life which is why I can’t live without him. I love you all so much and thank you for some amazingly terrifying adventures throughout my childhood. We went to hell and back together and we did it. I’m sorry most of us could stay together for the rest of our lives. Goodbye Hawkins. I’ll miss you somewhat.

Love,

Mike Wheeler”

Or something along those lines and that’s how Byler is confirmed. Mike physically could not live without Will in his life so without him he didn’t hesitate to end his own life for Will just to be with him again.

Again that probably won’t happen but it’s probably one of the most emotional ways Byler could happen in S5.

[4lorne2]

So the answer to all my theoretical mumbo jumbo is just to try to meet people and see what happens, but with dating apps feeling like my only option for that it all seems kind of pointless. Anyway, I’ll indulge myself regardless.

How do I square a desire for an intellectually stimulating, mutually admirational, self-enriching relationship with a desire for domineering, objectifying sex? Presumably in a perfect world you could have both, or you could get them from different places. But I’m not sure I know how to want 1 without the other and that seems to pose problems for my ability to have either.

The weird thing is that in me, these two forms of desire have become coupled despite originating from entirely separate sources. The former has always been at the center of my actual relationships with people, while the latter is firmly entrenched in pornography fueled fantasy.

And although there’s nothing overtly gender specific about the former desire, it seems totally wrapped up with gendered desires and physical attraction to women. It’s based on the former that I develop a crush and start desiring the latter.

I’m at the point where I’m fighting against myself, trying to embrace the possibility of fulfilling my desire for the former at the expense of letting go of its coexistence with my desire for the latter. Even as I should be happy about meeting someone who can satisfy the first desire, the disappointment that she won’t satisfy the desire for the latter gnaws at me. Perhaps I shouldn’t jump to conclusions about this, but holding onto the blind hope that this relationship will facilitate the latter seems reckless at best.

The solution seems to be to go out and look for this kind of a sexual relationship in another context, but that bumps up against my own lack of confidence with that level. The intellectual connection is the one that I’m much better suited to make. If that could help me connect with someone, building the trust to explore my feelings about sex, that seems like it would be ideal. But those kind of intellectual connections have been exceedingly rare in my life. We’re talking about a small handful of girls (prob more to do with my withdrawn character and selfish lifestyle more than the availability of women who would meet my standards, but still a major obstacle).

Leading with the sexual desire would be like trying to lead with my weaknesses rather than my strengths. I’ve never succeeded in connecting with anyone on a primarily sexual level. Plus, it bumps up against my own shame about the way that I experience sexual desire. It’s hard to lead with something where you have no experience or comfort level, but I guess that’s what I’d have to try. I want the emotional connection. Maybe it could be fulfilled this way, not in the way I’m used to.

And as for my discomfort with the sexual desire itself, how do you pursue something where shame and embarrassment overwhelm the desire itself. It just feels impossible and like I have no recourse, no source of support or help to address this. That’s why I want the intellectual connection to be able to have someone to discuss this with, but can discussion without the possibility of physical intimacy actually make a difference? I can “discuss “ these things in writing and it hardly makes a difference.

So instead I’m left with the prospect of going on dating apps and trying to be sexual first and foremost, something I’m not at all comfortable with. And why can’t the sexual relationship have the intellectual component? But leading with the intellectual is just going to narrow the pool of possible partners. Something that already feels like a major issue.