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Damian wayne al ghul rant
No, because the only right way/what I think is when Damian finally becomes an adult he either becomes these three things which I love or hate or both.
1# Doctor, because all and all he is more ahead than his peers not only in intellectually so but also by his experience its the most normal future for him and I am actually pushing for it to be so since(as a fan) I dont like him always suffering and be this sort of edgy thing that boys idolize because of how misunderstood his character is even in writing.
But I also would like to mention about him still saving lives without outwardly being a hero, he wants to save people but his now(healthy) mindset doesn't have to truly think he needs to sacrifice his own life for another person. Like alfred, because that trauma and how the comics portray his death as something impactful, Damian even has memories or flashback.
His death meant something, it meant something for Damian as a person.
And him forgiving Bane was just the tip of the meaning of what alfred was trying to tell him and jason(I think)
How he could not only rebirth but forgive, how he isnt always arrogant and to even put his own pride down to work with others.
And thats why I like damian being a doctor so muchđ because of not only alfred but how I think its the healthiest options for the next two Im going to talk about.
2# Him being the Demon head, yes I know it's very far from the first one but HEAR ME OUT! It's just that I enjoy the thought of him being something of a leader like Ra's but he doesn't commit to the madness it has with it because what I noticed about damian is that he wants control. Himself and others, how he could develop and actually use the organization he leads to do good.
Because what balances heroes in villains(In my point of view) is dirty work.
Corrupt officials, organized crime etc. As hard as it is to believe, I think Damian wouldn't want heroes to kill because of their own moral dilemma about a situation that is related to them(either a family member getting killed, or them being tempted to actually kill since THEY know that the person either wouldn't get punished or they truly think there is no other good enough punishment for them whether in law or jail)
Him killing those actual sick and twisted people TO help in not turning a hero into something of a criminal is rather righteous(or what I hope the writers are going to dođđ)
But the only down side to this want of mine is the ships trying to but in to who is better as a partner for him in this timeline. Bc I dont see flatline even staying that long, neither raven or even mari(graysons kidđŹ)
3# being Batman, yes he was literally waiting and trained to be just like him. Because he is the skilled in actually putting people in their place but I think he will never truly outdo cass or grayson in that pole because he resorts to violence and probably would kill. But he also understands the criminals, to why when and how they become the way they are and he knows that there is always hope for them. Because he was the example, he reflected, if he had a robin by his side who was just like him. That would be a good time to self reflect, his own faults he has to admit(just like bruce when he was a kid)
Its best to say that he will definitely be as reckless as before, but his main goal in gotham is probably control. How he needs to know everything, his obsession with protecting his own home just like his fathers because in the city where he is he sees people trying to get by and survive and he is the only person who is going to do that since he is far farr from corruption since he himself if rich(CANONICALLY)
But what I dont like about this is that the writersđ because I read on a different issue when he turned to batman he was killing these people instead of rehabilitating them like his father did, and usually in this type of rant I would avoid the topics that might cause problems with how my audience sees and thinks about it but this is just a rant after all(so no outwardly seeking hating on the ppl that write bc im not a dc writer I repeat!)
I think I was a little bit too dramatic on this rant so apologies for thatđŹ but its just my personal opinion because even as a reader I do get a bit irritated with how the story does go but I still read it(bc the art is ALWAYS good)
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YOUâRE A WOMAN???
Living with the boys has been the best decision youâve had. Theyâre fun, respectful (most of the time) andâŚ.. incredibly attractive for a bunch of skeletons.
There were zero downsides, unless you count being seen as a man one. The boys think your male, which makes sense since your more comfortable in menswear than anything else. You donât judge them, hell you never even corrected them. It doesnât hurt you, you know who you are and thatâs all that matters.
Walking into the living room, phone in hand, you start talking. âThanks for comin to my very totally important house meeting, first things first, can we have miso soup for dinner? And last, my friend Christina âs gonna come visit for the week, mind if she stays here for the time being?â You ask the multi colored skeletons, Papyrus is the first to speak up.âFIRST, YES I WOULD ALSO LIKE SOME MISO SOUP, AND SECOND, OF COURSE SHE COULD STAY WITH US! I WOULD LOVE TO MAKE A NEW FRIEND!â âNOW WAIT A SECOND!â Edge stood from the couch, âHOW DO WE KNOW THIS HUMAN IS TRUSTWORTHY, FOR ALL WE KNOW SHE COULD KILL US IN OUR SLEEP!â
âChris wouldnât do that Edge, iâve known her since middle school, she canât pick up a pair of scissors without cutting herself accidentallyâ You say, Edge squinted at you, eye lights full of suspicion. âI HATE TO ADMIT ITâ Black starts, âBUT EDGE IS RIGHT, WHAT IF THIS FRIEND OF YOURS CHANGEDâ
You let out a sigh.
âI understand why you donât trust them, but i havenât seen her in years, sheâs one of my closest friends next to you guysâ You donât miss the way they seemed to shrink after calling them friends. âIâll let you think about it, no pressure, just let me know by tomorrow pleaseâ
****
The boys agreed to let her stay, Papyrus and Blue volunteered to drive you to the airport to pick her up.
As soon as you walked in to the doors, you were crushed by a familiar figure.
âEEEEE Y/N ITS BEEN TOO LOOOOONGG!â âHey Chrisâ You say in a strained voice, her arms still wrapped incredibly tight around you.
The boys share a look.
âAlright before anything,â You start after she let you go, âThis is Papyrus and Blue, two of the roommates we have.â âHi! Iâm Christina! Itâs sooo nice to meet you!â
Christina was any manâs dream. Light brown skin, curvy plump figure, brown hair and green eyes, complete with flared leggings, sneakers, a baby tee and a hand out, waiting for any of the boys to shake. Papyrus grabbed it first. âHELLO! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS!â âAND IM THE MAGNIFICENT BLUE!â
The drive home was full of talk, though it was mostly just Christina, you were just listening. You donât mind, you preferred to listen, it takes less energy.
Finally entering to house with Blue and Papyrus helping with her luggage, you show her the living room where the rest of the boys waited. âAlright, introductions.. Who starts?â
âMe! Iâm Christina, thank you soooo much for letting me stay!â
âI AM THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE EDGEâ
ânames redâ
âheya, iâm sans the skeletonâ
âstretchâ
âI AM THE MALEVOLENT BLACKâ
ârusâ
âHiiiiii!!â Christina meets everyoneâs eye lights, not an ounce of fear or discomfort. You turn to your friend, âYou can sleep with me, lemme helpââ âWAIT WHAT?â Edge looks at you with disbelief (and jealousy), the other skeletons too. âWell yeah?? Sheâs my friend, iâm not gonna let her sleep on the couch, plus weâve slept on the same bed before itâs no big deal.â
âYOUVE..SLEPTâŚTOGETHER.?â Black forced out, his hands gripping the couch. âYeahh⌠umm.. are you guys okay?â
âTHATS NOT FAIR! I WANT TO SLEEP WITH HIM TOO! THE HUMAN CAN TAKE MY ROOM!â Blue adds.
âBUT I TOO WISH TO SLEEP WITH HIM!â
âpaps donât word it like thatââ
âYOU FOOLS HAVE NO CHANCE! ONLY I, THE TERRIBLE EDGE AM SUITABLE! AND RED TOO I GUESSâ
âhehe, niceâ
âNONSENSE! ONLY I AM ALLOWED TO DO SUCH A THING! MUTT CAN STAY ON THE FLOORâ
âcough bitch coughâ
âshut your teeth ashtrayâ
âor what mutt?â
âWAIT!â Everyone turned to Christina. Letting out a nervous laugh, she stepped slightly behind you, âJust a quick question⌠umm⌠why do you keep saying he?â
âHES A MAN OBVIOUSLY, I SUPPOSE YOU ARE NOT REALLY A FRIEND IF IT TOOK YOU THIS LONG TO NOTICEâ Edge said, rolling his eye lights.
âManâŚ? PFFT HAHAHHAHAâ YOUâ YOU NEVER TOLD THEM??â Chris says laughing her ass off. âWell, they never asked, plus i donât really care soâŚâ
ânot ta be a bum but uhh, whatâs so funny?â Asks Red. Christina only lets out a mischievous giggle before moving behind you and pulling your oversized band tee tight against you. Showing off your curves with a small, âCha chaaann!â
The room goes blank, before all of them seemed to have the same thought they had to express;
âYOUâRE A WOMAN?!â
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this is what you're getting in chapter 7 btw:

yeah uhhh my epic return to society consists of... puns. sorry, guys, after all this character development... i'm still a silly goose đ
anyway you can go check my fic out if you wanna :) this is the linkkk
#yes im finally home and with time to kill!!!!#im probs gonna sleep or paint tho#marauders era#the marauders#marauders fic#dead gay wizards#dead gay wizards from the 70s#mwpp#moony wormtail padfoot and prongs#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#peter pettigrew#wolfstar#wolfstar fic#muggle au#modern au#bee writes#bee fangirls#tvs fic!#i always forget the only tag that probably matters lmfao
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main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:
michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club
*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***
that's it that's the movie
outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative
actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.
aka Michael Myers Is A Republican
but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too
also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain
side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty
i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978
(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)
oh no he's hot

#HALLOWEEN#halloween the movie#michael myers#do you think he's a mike? mikey? to his friends? if slashers had friends?#i'll be honest i was expecting this movie to be way more of a bitch to its female characters#i mean yeah they died but so did some dudes#there's just a lack of cattiness compared to the way most later movies portrayed teenage girls idk#yeah the Final Girl is a Virgin and a Bookworm. but there's no bullying or any strong sense that's she's morally superior to everyone else#mostly she AND the other girls feel a bit sorry for her lack of a social life. one even tries to set her up with a date to the school dance#solidarity! trying to get your nerd friend laid!#overall it's just teenagers being teenagers and then a slasher comes in and ruins everything with his Lack Of Chill#like yeah dude sometimes teenagers have sex. get over it#also something to be said about how while the girl who survives is the one who isn't sexually active and dresses conservatively...#ultimately those things aren't ENOUGH to prevent her from being targeted#you could say that the other girls 'provoked' the villain (the same way women irl are so often accused of provoking their attackers)#but ultimately that doesn't keep the Final Girl safe. it just delays the inevitable.#because violent men never need excuses. no matter how eager society is to provide them.#ultimately she is at the mercy of the same violent whims because it was never her behavior that invited the violence.#gendered violence doesn't need an invitation.#also she doesn't save herself the doctor saves her#it's not her actions or choices that put her in danger OR save her from it--once again it is the whim of a man#no this wasn't intended to be a feminist movie it's just fun how you could argue it that way
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You're an actor and you finally got your big role in a hit TV show. Unfortunately your character only made it to Season 2 before they killed you off. This is how I imagine the lads men react to watching that scene [Requested by: Anon]
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calm cool and collected on the outside; whole time he's really having an internal breakdown
grips your hand a little tighter in his as the scene progresses
âare you dying? is this a tragedy?â
is very aware that itâs just a show, but canât stop his heart from pounding at the thought of losing you
rubs his eyes to keep himself from tearing up
stares at you after the episode ends âWhat?â âThe thought of losing you has always terrified me; watching you perform that scene does not helpâ âitâs my job Zayne besides im right hereâ
finds himself staring at you more often just trying to commit every feature of yours to memory
never willingly watches that episode again
skips over that part every time or just turns the show off âYou still canât watch it?â âNoâ
praises you for the phenomenal performance although he claims it was a little too realistic
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is great at slipping in and out of character so he was the one helping you with your acting skills
sits up straight when he realizes what's happening âis this the scene you've been keeping secret?â
falls out immediately in your lap
bawling his eyes out goes as far to curl up in your lap
would be so proud of not only you, but himself as well for helping you perfect your craft
âDo I get credit as the acting coach?â âYes would you like a reward?â âYou know I doâ
Although heâs proud of you he canât bring himself to watch the episode again also doesn't continue watching the show in general "they killed off my favorite character how can I continue watching it now?"
keeps pushing you to work on crying on command so if you need to cry for your next roll itâs even better
acted out the scene with you at home for fun once and had a mental breakdown

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Fell asleep in the middle of the show and missed it
âjust watch it when you get a chanceâ âno replay itâ
immediately turns the show off in the middle of the scene
âim not watching thisâ âXavâŚâ âNoâ
drills you with questions about why you didnât tell him you were dying in that episode
âI canât watch that donât make me watch itâ "You're being a little dramatic don't you think?"
pouts, pouts, and pouts some more
wonât watch it no matter how much you beg
although he never finished watching the whole scene he holds your hand tighter now these days
asks for a warning next time so he can prepare himself âŚâŚ to fast forward
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watches quietly giving away nothing
âYou even shed a few tears for your own scene?â teases you for crying at your own death scene âit looks different after the editing okay!â
won't admit it, but one time was enough
âit made you sad didnât it?â âWell I donât take pleasure in watching you die onscreen sweetieâ âim alive thoughâ âLet's keep it that wayâ
weasels his way out of watching the scene again
his voice slightly wavers whenever you bring it up
avoids eye contact when you tease him about it
held you tighter at night for at least a month
Bonus: the twins bawled their eyes out and tackled you to the ground with a bone crushing hug
#love and deepspace#sylus love and deepspace#sylus#lnds sylus#love and deepspace sylus#lads#lads rafayel#lads xavier#lads zayne#lads sylus#lnds rafayel#lnds xavier#lnds zayne#lnds#zayne love and deepspace#xavier love and deepspace#rafayel love and deepspace#nikaaaaimagine
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gamer!bf sukuna drabble

·:*¨༺ nsfw mdni ༻¨*:·
gamer!bf sukuna who is always sat at his desk, shooting at something
gamer!bf sukuna who will lose track of time and play for hoursss, not even acknowledging your existence until you interrupt his game play with dinner
gamer!bf sukuna who buys you your own gaming set up after catching you playing on his computer when you think he isn't home (he positions your new monitor and gaming chair right next to his)
gamer!bf sukuna who laughs in your face when you ask if he wants to play minecraft with you (how dare you recommend something that isn't violent? silly little thing. do you even know him?)
"so childish... why the fuck would i play that?"
gamer!bf sukuna who feels bad after you pout at him for making fun of you, reluctantly agreeing to play fortnite (the tamest game he'll play)
gamer!bf sukuna who is never not yelling at someone through his headset
"you stupid fuck! ask your mother how my dick tastes"
gamer!bf sukuna who loves when you pull up a chair to watch him play
gamer!bf sukuna who let's you sit in his lap, the controller in your hands with his hands over yours, pushing the buttons for you... the elated grin on your face when you finally kill someone makes his dick hard
"baby! i did it! i got him!" "that's my good girl, now let me reward you"
gamer!bf sukuna who loves that you play animal crossing at your desk next to him while he plays cs:go and valorant, you eventually put on your noise canceling headphones because he won't stop screaming
"what the actual FUCK was that? you're trash. GET OUT OF MY LOBBY"
gamer!bf sukuna who finally agrees to play minecraft with you after weeks of begging, enjoying it more than he thought he would (the face you make when he finally says yes causes his heart flutter just a little bit... but he'll never tell you that, constantly groaning at how boring it is, but playing it with you for three hours)
he runs around killing creepers and skeletons to quell his homicidal ideations instead of helping you build a house "why the hell would we build a fake house when we're literally sitting in our real one?" so fucking sassy for no reason he'd run around collecting a mob of enemies instead, luring them into a pit before sealing it off and dumping a bucket of lava on them, laughing as they slowly burn to death...bro is insane i stg...
gamer!bf sukuna who let's you wear his headset while he plays a 1v1 in a custom lobby, laughing at his opponents obvious anger and frustration thinking they're losing to you (COD is so misogynistic, and sukuna is thoroughly amused when he gets to put them in their place on your behalf)
gamer!bf sukuna who beams with pride when you start picking up on gaming terms
"that guy sucks, he's just camping", you say, brows furrowed in annoyance. "who the fuck did you learn that word from?" "who do you think i learned it from, dumbass?" you retort, a taunting smile on your lips. he just grins, "god, you're so fuckin' sexy. but drop the attitude before i fuck it outta you."
gamer!bf sukuna who attempts to teach you how to play call of duty, battlefield, and cs:go
"you'll get better, doll. just keep tryin'"
gamer!bf sukuna who refuses to admit that he actually enjoys playing minecraft with you, hoping you'll suggest to play it first
gamer!bf sukuna who looks down from his monitor to see you kneeling under his desk, head between his legs, sucking him off while he's on discord talking to his friends; tangling his hands in your hair, biting the inside of his cheek when you deepthroat him unexpectedly, his hips bucking off his chair. "you dirty fuckin' girl, it's like you want them to hear" he moans out. his friends erupt in laughter after hearing him, but he doesn't want you to stop. exhibitionist!sukuna has entered the chat
"you can stay and listen if you want, at least im gettin' some unlike you virgins"
gamer!bf sukuna who fucks you rough when he loses a game
"god you're so fuckin' tight for me" he groans, his grip tight on your hips. he looks down to watch your pretty pussy suck him in. you squirm, his cock burying itself deeper and deeper inside you with every trust, whining as he pushes your head into the mattress, his strokes unrelenting. "uh uh. don't move...stay right fuckin' there n take this dick, brat."
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PLEASE LOOK AT ME ! â yu jimin


jimin has problems in life that can only be solved by your attention (screw her for loving her girlfriend)!
tags fluff, established relationship, college au, ex-playgirl!jimin, return of jimmy (yum!), jealousy, gawd i love down bad jimin, waiter waiter more yuri please!
wordcount 2.6k
đď¸ authorâs note: happy rina day!!! hopefully this jiminful fic can make up for my rather long absence! heh sorry itâs rushed and short :// im kinda running out of ideas⌠title is from qwerâs t.b.h (pls go listen!) lab my league of legends girls (proud scuttle btw)
so jimin has a problem. a big, no, huge one. ginormous even. she doesnât have many problems in life. her family takes care of her well, her friends are all very caring and she even has a loving girlfriend who she would do anything for.
and thatâs where her problem startsâ from her wonderful, gorgeous girlfriend. theyâve been dating for about a month or so, meaning theyâre relatively new to this dating thing. before you even started dating, you were friends. jimin met you through another mutual friend and was stuck longing for your attention before she finally tried to ask you out.
her first confession left her rejected. jimin still pouts sometimes when she remembers it. after the words had left her mouth, you merely stared at her and asked if she was serious. when she said yes, you walked away! fortunately, jimin was already head over heels by then. if anyone else pulled that shit on her, she would have killed them and then herself. but anyway, long story short, you rejected her just because of her⌠generous past.
jimin wasnât exactly the most stellar person when it came to dating and she definitely had her fair share of flings that ended up going nowhere. it wasnât as if she slept around, she just had fun! fun that eventually resulted in a lot of people hating her guts but jimin didnât do anything wrong. they came to her with unrealistic expectations and when she couldnât provide that, they threw tantrums. and it just so happened that one of her unfortunate flings was in contact with you. group mates or whatever, jimin didnât really care.
she only cared when that particular person started telling you not to accept her heartfelt confession! that was a crisis! after she found out, jimin immediately orchestrated a plan to change your mind. it started with bouquets of flowers that she watched you throw into the trash every time. then, it evolved into sweet notes she left on your desk and slipped in your bag (she never got a reply). and finally, after much effort, she got your number.
not directly from you of course. her best friend got it for her. jimin was a little peeved at how easily aeri managed to nab your number but whatever. it was for a greater cause (becoming your one true love!)
eventually, your walls fell. and jimin got a girlfriend. yahoo! everything was perfect the moment you officially started dating. the first date ended with jimin walking you home and you rewarding her chivalry with a kiss on the cheek. the second date went even better since jimin brought you to an aquarium. she managed to see her favourite fish and stare at a pretty girl. the third date, you had planned and hence, was already perfect in jiminâs books.
but now, sheâs facing the worst days of her life. okay, sheâs exaggerating. after one month of dating, you made the executive decision to introduce her to your friends. at first, jimin was excited. she had already met your parents (long story short, she somehow ended up at your house, in your bed, and met them when they abruptly came into your room) and that went splendid. they love her. but meeting your friends? thatâs a whole different ballpark and jiminâs never been very good at sports.
in fact, she even tried to sign up for basketball after hearing that you were interested in becoming an assistant manager for the team. jimin had thought she was relatively tall, not to brag or anything, and she had long limbs. perfect for basketball, right? well, no. the moment you stepped into the court, jimin got smacked in the face by the ball and it hurt. she might have cried a little too.
anyway, everything worked out in the end since you brought her to the infirmary, chiding her cutely about the safety risks involved in contact sports. (not that her injury was caused by contact from others but jimin didnât bother correcting you).
sheâs just lucky that despite her lack of strength, she has a great personality and a handsome face. both suitable for wooing pretty girls. jimin tried going to the gym once and she succeeded in continuing for a few weeks. you would have to waterboard this out of her but truthfully speaking, jimin did not even graze the workout equipment there. she only visited the gym because for some reason, there was a fat orange cat that frequented it as well.
anyway, apparently your friends are very protective of you, meaning if jimin does one thing wrong, they might show up to her house bearing gifts. gifts of doom! jimin thinks she saw that once on tiktok. probably something you sent her.
sometimes you bomb her phone with videos that she has to spend at least ten minutes watching so that she can give her input. jimin loves the fact that sheâs the one you think of when watching these silly little tiktoks. most of them are just memes of having a loser girlfriend (she doesnât take offense, she wears that title like a fucking medal of valour).
occasionally though, thereâs those sweet appreciation videos that make her heart soar. jimin just likes you so much. she doesnât care if youâve only been dating for a month and itâs too early for her to say but in her heart, youâre practically married.
jiminâs spent one too many nights thinking about white wedding gowns. she would never admit that though.
she sidetracked again. after much stalking by aeri, jimin found out that your friends werenât particularly fond of her previous lifestyle either. bummer. but that doesnât matter right? sheâll just charm the pants off your friends with her awesome personality! (not that she wants to see them without pantsâŚ)
âjimin-ah, stop rubbing your eyes.â jimin instantly drops her offending hands from her face, swiftly placing them obediently onto her lap. you chuckle, amused at how docile the former playgirl had become.
âyouâre gonna mess up your makeup,â you sigh, brushing her cheeks gently with your fingers, âdonât you wanna look pretty for my friends?â
pouting, jimin whines, âonly wanna look pretty for you.â
her response brings out another hearty laugh from you. jimin wiggles her feet, ashamed at her own compliance.
âyouâre always pretty. the prettiest.â
jimin immediately swallows the giggle from escaping. god, what has she become? this is downright humiliating. jimin says, âweâre gonna be late.â by doing so, sheâs choosing ignorance and denial over whatever the hell just happened. damn, sheâs a lost cause.
she smoothly slides her hand into yours, grinning at the small smile on your face as you make your way to your car. like a true gentleman, jimin opens the driverâs door for you (just because she doesnât know how to drive doesnât mean that she has to be a passenger princess!).
when you reward her with a gleaming smile, jiminâs chest blooms with happiness. she spends most of the ride humming to your playlist and sneaking small glances at you. sometimes she gets caught but it doesnât matter! jimin isnât ashamed of staring! thatâs her girlfriend!
you do tell her to stop, breaking her poor little heart. but jimin canât really complain because you were getting too flustered and distracted. she wants to live for the foreseeable future and not risk a car crash, so she stops momentarily. that doesnât mean she stops holding your hand though.
five minutes away from the restaurant, jimin fusses over her stupid flannel. she regrets wearing this whole outfit now. next to you, she probably looks like a silly loser with her baseball cap. while you were dressed like a deity, she was ten seconds away from asking her big sister if she had games on her phone.
âjimin, calm down,â you finally say after jimin unbuttons her flannel for the third time, âyouâll be fine. my friends will like you.â
will they? jimin doesnât think so.
âyouâre fine,â you repeat, folding jiminâs collar neatly when you stop at a red light.
jimin chuckles. heh.
âiâm fine?â she grins sleazily at which you roll your eyes at.
âiâll leave you to fend for yourself when my friends interrogate you.â
nooooooo!
âthatâs mean! you wouldnât do that to your awesome girlfriend, would you?â jimin exclaims, distraught. you send her a playful glare before bursting into laughter.
âyouâre silly.â
jimin shifts in her seat, nerves adequately relieved by the time you park the car. she doesnât think about her sweaty palms or her parched throat until sheâs three metres away from your friends.
âoh my godâ y/n, theyâre thereâ i canât do this!â jimin whispers harshly, only to your amusement. jimin wants to bolt out of the restaurant now before your friends realise sheâs there.
âjimin, if you walk out right now, iâm going to ignore you for a month,â you hiss, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back to your side.
one month?! without your attention?! jimin might as well die. with repercussions in place, jimin obediently follows you to the table despite her hesitance. after some awkward greetings, jimin sits down in the empty booth next to you.
âso, this is my girlfriend,â you start, gently nudging jimin forward. her throat tightens up and she wills herself to not stammer through her introduction.
âhi, iâm jimin.â
ânice to meet you, jimin. weâve heard⌠a lot about you.â jimin gulps, cheeks heating up. she doesnât say anything in return, choosing to stay silent than to embarrass herself further.
she roughly knows your friendsâ names; minjeong and yizhuo. you had given her some background information beforehand, how minjeong takes part in math olympiad while yizhuo does cheer.
âhave you guys ordered anything yet?â you ask, cutting through the tension.
jiminâs stomach growls at the mention of food. thankfully, both you and your friends are too engrossed with looking through the menu to notice her hunger.
âooh, they have cheesy fries!â
âjimin, do you want anything?â you ask her.
âiâll just have whatever youâre having.â
minjeong and yizhuo soon bombard her with questions. was she taking care of you? how many dates have you guys been on? whatâs her salary like at her new part-time job? does uchinaga aeri need a girlfriendâ that last one, asked by yizhuo. jimin takes note of her interest and makes a mental reminder to inform aeri at a later date. eventually, they stop asking questions and instead start catching up.
she shrinks back into her shoulders, eyes darting around as everyone but her talks. jimin doesnât feel the need to interrupt at all while you catch up. itâs been a few days since youâve last seen them (courtesy of jimin) and she would feel like an overbearing, possessive girlfriend if she inserted herself into your conversation.
despite her silence, jimin is still enjoying her time with your friends. she listens intently to the stories they tell and the complaints they have. she does have some gripes, however.
you havenât looked at her once after sitting down!
jimin likes to think that sheâs independent and self-sufficient but she still has her needs! she silently broods and watches you talk to your friends. occasionally, minjeong and yizhuo do spare her a glance and ask her questions but you barely even pay attention to her! and sheâs your girlfriend!
someway throughout your conversation, jimin starts to doze off. but an offhand mention about your previous situationship has her straightening up immediately.
âchaeryeong mentioned about getting coffee someday, but like, ugh, i donât think itâs a good idea?â you grimace while minjeong and yizhuo nod. jimin narrows her eyes.
âwhatâs she doing back in town? didnât she go overseas for that dance scholarship?â minjeong asks, shoving another spoon down her throat. you shrug, âshe posted on instagram a few days agoâ how sheâs home or whatever.â
jimin groans internally. dance scholarship? she didnât know your ex went out of the country because she was good at moving her limbs! she barely knew anything about this chaeryeong girl! (jimin couldnât bring herself to ask you anythingâ she would rather eat dirt than spend her time talking about your ex when she could very well be doing something better. like cuddling!)
âimagine she wants to get back with you,â yizhuo snorts. jiminâs heart jumps and she nearly flies out of her seat to tackle yizhuo for even suggesting such a thing. you glance at jimin knowingly, whoâs just shaking in the corner like an angry chihuahua.
âwell, thatâs stupid,â minjeong scoffs, âdoesnât she still follow you on instagram? you post jimin on your story almost every day. i nearly blocked you.â
the weight on jiminâs shoulders lessens significantly. take that, chaeryeong!
âhm, iâll see. maybe iâll text her later.â
jimin pouts. sheâs already spent a day without your attention (it was just an hour) and now sheâll have to watch you text your ex?! and itâs not to tell her to fuck off?!
âanyway, i gotta go. i have a presentation tomorrow and my group mates might as well be dead,â yizhuo sighs.
minjeong nods in agreement, âiâm gonna go too. jiminâs cool and i love you, y/n, but i donât really wanna third wheel you two.â
jimin shoots a thumbs up. waving goodbye to your friends, she can finally heave a sigh of relief when they leave the door. you turn to her, amused.
âready to go?â
she nods enthusiastically in response and basically bolts from her seat to go pay the bill. when bills are paid and tummies are full, jimin lets herself be pulled towards your car. she likes your friends but she still likes her alone time with you the most. jimin can barely contain her excitement, especially now that she can have your attention all to herself.
jimin leans her head against the window, resting her eyes. itâs only when you speak, then her eyelids flutter open.
âshould i text chaeryeong? would you be okay with that?â you ask hesitantly. jimin nibbles her bottom lip in consideration.
âif you wantâŚâ her voice trails off. after a month of dating jimin, you were pretty well-versed with her habits.
âyou donât sound like you enjoy the idea.â
jimin purses her lips and stares out the window.
âi canât control your life⌠i donât like it though.â jimin doesnât want to become that possessive and jealous girlfriend! even if she does have that ugly green monster wrenching her heart every time she thinks of you spending time with someone else.
after a few seconds of silence, jimin shrinks in her seat. your stillness makes her nervous and she resorts to tapping her foot in order to quell her anxiety.
âjiminie, donât sulk, okay? i wonât text chaeryeong or meet up with her if you donât like it,â you grasp her hand gently.
jimin instantly brightens up. her previous teary eyes morph into wide, surprised ones.
âseriously?! butâ ah, if you want⌠you can⌠iâm not stopping you!â
shaking your head, you reply, âwhat i want is for you to be happy and comfortable. iâd rather see you smile than see chaeryeong at all.â
jimin swallows the choked sob from escaping. man, how did she get so lucky? she just stares at you gratefully before whining cutely, ây/nnie, iâll get mad if you keep saying her name.â
âwhose name? chaeryeong? lee chae-ryeong?â you tease before jimin starts to swat you with her hands.
âaah, y/n! stop it!â
jiminâs no longer facing the worst days of her life! she loves her life! and she loves her super awesome girlfriend too!
#aespa x reader#karina#aespa#yu karina x reader#karina x reader#yu jimin x reader#jimin x reader#karina day!!!
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im still such an og Hale pack enjoyer for real. i think about them all the time these days. Derek, Boyd, Erica, Isaac and Stiles just chilling together.
it starts awkwardly because theyâre not used to eachother yet but the sheer instincts they all have to bond together is so strong the awkwardness feels just like background noise.
Scott having chosen the Argents while Stiles chose the wolves thereâs this inevitable rift that forms between them. Stiles having been devoted to Scott for so long itâs obviously painful for him for a while and the wolves senses it.
especially Derek with his new Alpha powers, he can smell it on Stiles, his grief at losing his best friend. but he can also smell resignation and insistent determination.
Stiles does nothing in halves, when heâs in, heâs all in.
they start hanging out almost every day. not doing anything special most days. The betas train, Derek guides them, Stiles watches, he reads. Derek started going through the burnt out shell of his home and found some books and other things to salvage and let Stiles read through them.
and somehow that small thing almost moves Stiles to tears. Derek trusting him with the painful remains of his past life. Stiles is barely just starting to understand just how painful itâs all been for Derek up until now. and how it still tortures him. so having Derek casually show him the smoke smelling books and telling him he can read them if he wants to makes Stiles want to do something stupid like kiss Derek on the cheek and hug him. instead he fights tears and he thanks Derek sincerely as Derek just watches him intently.
It feels weird for Derek to have a pack now. It had been him and Laura for so long that his wolf had been content with that fact. but becoming an Alpha changed everything and he doesnât know how Laura had been able to keep from changing people to add to their pack for all those years in New York because the drive to do so was almost impossible to resist. but Laura had always been the strong one, she had been raised to be the Alpha while Derek had been raised to become her beta. but he hopes he can make her proud. he hopes he can be half the Alpha she was.
its a relief to have numbers though. it feels safer and itâs easier to breath. he has people to take care of now. he has people to protect and provide for. he has people to patrol his territory with. he can secure his territoryâs borders. he can start parley with the hunters occupying his territory.
itâs Stiles who brings it up. theyâve been a pack for a while now. almost a year. summer vacation is around the corner. the betas are strong now, they know how to fight, they know how to kill. meanwhile, Stiles has been going through Derekâs books obsessively. He started taking notes on loose paper but then started transcribing them more neatly into notebooks.
one late afternoon, when the pack is spending the day at the small lake deep in the preserve, Stiles sitting on the bank and reading, he asks Derek if they should consider dealing with the hunters.
ever since the pack has started growing stronger and more confident: patrolling the borders every night, contacting neighbouring packs to rekindle old alliances, Derek finally having his burnt out house torn down. the hunters have been making themselves known more insistently.
Chris Argent has been showing up with his daughter in the preserve hiking, more than once, both of them armed to the teeth. Strangers smelling of gunpowder and wolfsbane have been spotted in town a lot more often. actually, Stiles is pretty sure theyâre being followed.
even Stiles who doesnât have enhanced senses, spotted them all over town. once when out with his dad for dinner, a duo of them had come into the diner and sat at a booth not far from them. Stiles was certain he had seen them before. yes, he could swear he had seen them when he drove back home a few days ago after spending the day with the betas.
Stiles had watched as his dad had tensed when he also noticed the hunters sitting at their booth, ordering food. it was only after, when they were leaving the diner that his dad had asked Stiles if everything was good.
Stiles has told his father about werewolves a few months prior. he hadnât gone into too much details but the sheriff knew about the pack and that Stiles was part of it. so Stiles shared to his dad his suspicions about the hunters. the next day, the sheriff gave Stiles a gun and took him to the gun range a few towns over. Stiles already knew how to use a gun but it had been a while since handling one so he made sure Stiles reacquainted himself. he also told Stiles that he would start keeping an eye on the Argents and waved away Stilesâ protests about not being worth endangering his job.
so this is why Stiles had to let Derek know they should definitely consider making a move. Derek just says yeah they should. he also confesses having been following the huntersâ movements for a while now. Stiles is taken aback because he had no idea of this??? and the betas hadnât either from their reactions. they all stopped their swimming to look at Derek with various looks of surprise and betrayal. especially Boyd, whom had naturally worked his way to the second in command spot at Derekâs side.
so they decide to have an impromptu pack meeting right there on the bank of the small lake. they have a picnic and they talk things through as a pack, together. it feels so right to do so. this is what things are all about, Stiles distantly thinks as he watches and listens to Derek explain the huntersâ patterns of movement. a wolf pack, deep in the wilderness of their territory, ensuring the survival of their own.
they decide that Stiles will be sent with Boyd to the main Argent house and deliver the date and time and place for a parley meeting. Stiles recites the words he prepared beforehand , making sure to use the terms he learned from all the books he read.
there will be no violence. but if the hunters were to break that rule, the pack would be forced to take measures to protect themselves.
Chrisâ face stays hard and impassive as he listens to Stiles but Allison isnât as good at hiding her emotions, her face betraying her disdain and hatred. Stiles canât help thinking those emotions donât suit her, it makes her look a lot like her mother. the entire time Stiles speaks, she keeps her eyes on Boyd but the imposing beta doesnât even bat an eyelash. Itâs only when Allisonâs eyes move to Stiles with the same animosity, that Boyd takes a step closer to Stiles, almost moving in front on him. a soft rumble growing louder the longer Allison looks at Stiles.
Chrisâ eyes snap to Boyd for a second before falling to Allison and he stares her down until she has no choice but to lower her eyes, whole body shaking in anger. Boyd stops growling but he doesnât step down or away from Stiles.
when they finally leave, Boyd walks with Stiles at his back and keeps his eyes the two hunters until theyâre both back inside the house and Stiles is safe in the jeep.
Boyd and Stiles share a look when theyâre both sat in the jeep. words arenât necessary here. Boyd has done more than words could ever express so Stiles just pats Boydâs shoulder, smiling and then he grips it for a few seconds. heâd prefer to hug him but in the jeep it would be too awkward so this would have to do for now.
not long after, the meeting happens. Derek, Boyd and Stiles arrive early. itâs happening at the outskirts of town, almost at the border of the territory. Erica and Isaac are stationed close by and they howl in warning when the hunters approach.
when Scott gets out of the SUV along with Chris, Allison and two other unfamiliar hunters, heâs the only one who reacts. he gasps and his jaw falls open in indignation but he immediately shuts it and rage courses through his veins. he never thought he would ever be feeling like this when it came to Scott but here he is. the gun in the waistband of his jeans at his back burns as his hand itches with the urge to take it out. he could shoot Scott, just to show him a lesson, he doesnât even have wolfsbane bullets, heâd recover. but this meeting is more important than his ex best friendâs idiotic decisions.
heâs seething in it when Derekâs big hand falls to his shoulder and squeezes for a moment. Stiles calms down almost instantly. his breathing calms and he touches Derekâs hand softly with his fingers in acknowledgment, in thanks and Derek lets go. Scottâs eyes follows the movements and vague disgust blooms on his face.
Derek openly stares at Scott as he walks up along with Chris and his daughter. his stare is hard and unforgiving and he stares until Scott lowers his own gaze to the ground, fidgeting.
Derek leads the meeting and heâs surprised when Chris is the one to lead his own party. he was certain Allison was the one in charge now. She turned 18 and had finished her training months prior. that meant Chris and his men didnât consider her ready for some reason. it must be because of the way she canât seem to be able to keep her feelings in check. her hatred and discomfort at being in their presence is so palpable, Derek couldnât avoid the smell even if he wanted to.
the terms of the Hale pack are brought forward. Hunters have a month to leave Hale territory or face repercussions. if they want to parley in the future, after leaving the territory, they will reach out to the pack for a meeting, the proper way. any other manner of ways used to reach out to the pack, will be considered a breach of the terms and the pack will be forced to take action.
Derek is implacable, his word is law. Stiles feels it in his bones, the skin at the back of his neck prickles with goosebumps. the wind picks up, the trees trashing with it and it becomes undeniable just how powerful Derek truly is at this moment.
the nematon is alive. Stiles has been working tirelessly for months with Deaton to purify it and then secure itâs connection to the Hale bloodline. tonight was the first test in checking the connection and the result is more than promising and Stiles canât help giving a little smirk.
Chris looks around them furtively, feigning calm but thereâs beads of sweat forming at his forehead. he watches Derek for a long time as the trees trash and creak under the force of the wind around them. the ground starts to shake slightly, pebbles and gravel rattling about.
it goes on until Chris finally extends a hand toward Derek and accepts the terms. Derek simply grips Chrisâ hand in his own and they shake on it. the ground stops shaking and the the wind slowly die down to a gentle breeze.
Erica and Isaac show up at that moment, making themselves known and the entire pack watch as Chris, Allison, Scott and the two other hunters walk back to the SUV and drive away.
Stiles knows theyâre out of earshot once the betasâ tense postures finally relaxes. Derek stays tense for much longer but thatâs only because his senses are sharper than the betas.
Stiles and the betas celebrate by sharing hugs and a few nuzzles to cheeks. then Stiles walks over to his Alpha and just has to wait him out a few more seconds before Derekâs posture also relaxes.
he reaches out to place a hand around the back of Stilesâ neck and pulls him into his personal space. he pushes his forehead to Stilesâ own and they breath the same air for a few moments. Stiles lets his eyes fall shut and he grips Derekâs henley at his side.
eventually, they separate and Derekâs hand shifts to lay to the side of his neck, thumb brushing back forth. Stiles canât look away from Derekâs gorgeous face, his heart pounding in his chest. emotions surge up inside of him and the next thing you know Stiles is kissing Derek on the lips, arms around those broad, strong shoulders.
his uncontrollable emotions seem to burst inside of him and tears prickle at his eyes behind his tightly shut eyelids. he wants to give Derek everything. everything he has, everything he is. he wants Derek to own it all.
the Alpha must feel it all because when he puts his arms around Stiles he squeezes him so tight it borders on painful but Stiles doesnât even notice it.
when they finally let go of eachother, the betas are gone. they probably left pretty quickly, giving them privacy. they probably went ahead to wait for them at the diner where they said they would regroup after the meeting.
Derek entwines his fingers with Stilesâ before pulling him gently towards the waiting camaro. Stiles steps up quickly and lets go of his fingers to instead hug Derekâs entire arm, smiling brightly. he may let out a few giggles, heâs so giddy he canât help it.
after the diner, Stiles invites Derek over and they end up watching a movie in the living room since his dad is out pulling a double shift but Stiles canât seem to concentrate on any of it. after the movie, Stiles asks Derek if he wants to sleep over. he canât look at Derek in the eyes when he asks because itâs actually the first time Stiles does and thereâs arousal thrumming in his veins that he knows for a fact Derek can smell.
he slowly makes his way up the stairs, knowing Derek will follow. at the landing he takes off his t-shirt and drops it to the floor. his jeans, underwear and socks are next, then he hears the creaking of the stairs and he knows Derek is almost at the landing.
he enters his bedroom, still keeping it slow but he chances a look back from under his lashes to watch Derek enter his bedroom with all the grace of the apex predator he truly is.
a shiver runs up Stilesâ spine and goosebumps spreads over his entire body. Derekâs eyes are glowing blood red and heâs fixated on Stiles so intently, itâs like he can feel the gaze on his skin like a physical touch.
heart pounding in his chest, he breaks eye contact to climb into his bed and settle comfortably onto his back. their eyes meet again and he watches as the Alpha stalks deeper into his bedroom. their eye contact break again when Derek pulls off his henley and then Stilesâ eyes are naturally pulled down to watch Derek undo his belt.
heâs panting as Derek pushes down his jeans and underwear at the same time and he spreads his legs almost on instincts. slowly oh so slowly, Derek climbs into bed to settle onto top of Stiles and in between his spread thighs.
Stiles rummage under his pillow until his hand finds the bottle of lube he left there earlier in the day exactly for this. he presses it to Derekâs hand. he doesnât want to wait anymore. he needs it, he needs it so bad.
Derek doesnât use the lube right away though, instead he folds Stiles almost in half and opens him up with his mouth and tongue for a long time. Stiles squirms and moans, his dick so hard it hurts but he wonât come. he knows he wonât and he doesnât want to, he wants to come on Derekâs dick, like he should but heâs already close so fucking close.
when Derek finally pushes two fingers into him Stiles is whiny and heâs panting hard. he knows heâs babbling but heâs not sure what heâs saying. when the third finger goes in his ass it starts making an obscene squelching sound as Derekâs fingers thrusts in and out of him. thereâs no discomfort at all and he knows heâs ready, heâs so ready. he tells Derek as much and Derek whoâs also panting at this point, takes out his fingers and strokes the lube onto his dick before moving his knees up a little for better leverage and lines himself up.
he kisses Stiles as he breaches him and continues to kiss him as he slowly pushes until heâs balls deep. Stiles can only moan and grip Derekâs shoulders hard as the stretch borders on painful for a moment until his body adjusts.
he doesnât even have to say anything for Derek to know exactly when the discomfort of the stretch abates because the second it does Derek starts moving. slow steady thrusts that leaves Stiles whining into Derekâs kisses.
slowly but steadily, Derek picks up the pace and then theyâre both panting too hard to kiss so they pant into eachotherâs mouth for a while, Stiles sometimes babbling unintelligibly. Derek then moves his kisses to Stilesâ cheek, down his throat and settling there. he lavishes Stilesâs throat in open mouthed kisses and starts making a constant rumbling sound in his chest that Stiles can feel under his own skin.
with a hand in Derekâs hair holding him in place at his throat, he slides his other hand down to Derekâs ass to edge him on and he starts begging his Alpha to go harder. Derek doesnât need to be told twice, on the next thrust he slams back in so hard Stiles screams.
after that, Derek fucks him so hard itâs hard to make any sound. the wolf is growling on top of him, leaving bite marks at his throat and Stiles arches into the thrusts, pleasure climbing until heâs on the edge.
then Derekâs thrusts go erratic and heâs growling louder before he pierces the soft skin of Stilesâ neck at his shoulder with his sharp teeth and Stiles is coming. spurts after spurts of come painting the length of his stomach and torso while Derek spills deep inside of him.
thereâs a moment of stillness, Stiles breathing really hard and Derek twitching with aftershocks. the moment passes and Derek lowers himself gently to rest his weight completely on top of Stiles. Stiles lets out a small contented sigh. heâs so happy. heâs so sated. heâs done it. he gave Derek everything. heâs Derekâs now. heâs so happy.
when theyâve both regained their breathing and Stiles starts to doze off, Derek nuzzles his cheek and whispers âyouâre mine, i love you so much.â in Stilesâ ear.
Stilesâ heart flutters and warmth spreads in his chest.
âyes, God yes, i love you too.â Stiles whispers back.
#let me know if i cooked with this#eternalsterek#sterek#the hale pack#second in command Boyd#my writing#long post#ficlet#personal
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Summer to Remember | MV33
â summary: in which Max surprises you during summer break đ
â pairing: max verstappen x reader
â fc: none, pics from pinterest
â warnings: ever so slightly suggestive. you are responsible for the content you consume.
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yourusername: strong first half of the season for my maxie! now its time to relax đŤśđťđâď¸
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user1: if you guys need another cat i can meow
user2: how he bagged such a baddie will always be beyond me
maxverstappen1: beach baby
yourusername: đď¸đâď¸
redbullracing: going to miss you for a couple weeks y/n!
yourusername: iâll miss you too admin but dw ill dm you updates
redbullracing: đŤśđť my queen
user2: even the rbr admin is obsessed with her and honestly i get it
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danielricciardo: STAY CALM EVERYBODY STAY CALM YOU KNOW THE PROCEDURE
maxverstappen1: at least one of us is staying calm
danielricciardo: iâm so excited i could explode
landonorris: LETS GOOOOOOOOO
charlesleclerc: alex and i expect a call with updates directly after
maxverstappen1: donât worry, iâm sure sheâll call alex before iâve even finished asking her
martingarrix: ohhh itâs finally happening đĽš
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yourusername: i donât think im ever going to leave this place đŤ
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oscarpiastri: lily will miss you too much if you donât come home
yourusername: you make a good point
maxverstappen1: you donât have to leave, i told you we could get a condo here
yourusername: ok mr solves all my problems
user3: making my partner take notes
user4: nah bc wtf whereâs my man who just offers to buy me a second house
user5: iâm sleeping on the highway
bestie: if you need company iâd happily visit đ
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landonorris: the suspense is killing me canât you do it right now
maxverstappen1: patience lando!
danielricciardo: i have a countdown set on my phone. 23 hours, 6 minutes and 23 seconds left!
maxverstappen1: danny đ
schecoperez: so excited for you mi amigo
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alexandrasaintmleux: she looks so beautiful in white đ¤
charlesleclerc: good luck mate
landonorris: facetime me in rn
oscarpiastri: lily and i are sending our best đ§Ą
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maxverstappen1: she said yes! y/n thank you for completing me, supporting me and loving me. i donât think i ever truly knew what love was until you came along. i canât wait to make you my wife đ¤
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user14: not me sobbing over an instragram post
schecoperez: unbelievably happy for you both
landonorris: successfully did not spill the beans!
maxverstappen1: i know that was hard for you. thanks for keeping the secret and for helping me plan đ
yourusername: iâll always be your biggest fan. i love you to the moon and back my fiancĂŠ đ
maxverstappen1: fiancĂŠ has a nice ring to it
danielricciardo: i love you both so much this is everything and more
yourusername: we love you more danny
danielricciardo: NOT POSSIBLE
maxverstappen1: couldnât have done it without you mate
charlesleclerc: leo has agreed to be the ring bearer đ
yourusername: that is the best news
user17: LEO IN THE WEDDNG?! STOPPPP
user18: this is going to be the wedding of the century
user19: seeing max happy makes me so happy
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yourusername: I AM GOING TO BE A WIFE!! the easiest yes iâve ever said! I canât even begin to explain how much i love you max, these past few years with you have been nothing short of a dream come true. i canât wait to be your mrs. verstappen đ¤
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maxverstappen1: iâll love you to the end of time mrs. verstappen
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georgerussell63: finally!!
charlesleclerc: i am so happy for you both - congratulations đ
user16: this is my version of the royal wedding
alexandrasaintmleux: you are going to make the most beautiful bride đŤśđť
yourusername: and youâre going to make the most beautiful maid of honor đ¤
user33: so true love does exist huh
redbullracing: is it too early to talk about making the next world champion
user24: AINT NO WAY LMFAO
user23: admin said get to work
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introducing⌠dadâs best friend!chris x reader



warnings: unprotected p in v (DO. NOT. DO. THIS.), no use of y/n, reader has daddy issues, chris is 33 and has a daddy kink, a little dirty talk, dumbification if you squint. oh and also dad!chris.
âso you have kids? you look like one yourself but⌠maybe iâm just flattering you. but you gotta be at least 18 to be at the airport alone and youâve got a vertical ID so youâre at least 21.â the bartender speaks, continuing to shake your drink all around.
you chuckle and shake your head, leaning your chin further into your chin. âno i donât. iâm 23 thoughâŚi should probably get on that or something. i donât even got a boyfriend⌠just visiting my dad and his new family for the new years. you? any kids?â he sends you a smile as he places the drink in front of you, tasting it from a straw before handing it off. âwhat is this again?â you ask, furrowing your brows as you take a sip.
the man across the counter chuckles as he grabs another drink ticket, making the beverage all while conversing with you. âi call it the chris. named after the best damn bartender this place has ever known. me. duh. but yes. i got a son. heâs 4. his names owen.â
âhe probably looks up to you. donât screw him up. but with all that aside, how can you be so sure of that?â you whisper, licking your lips as you grab the drink from the counter once more.
âiâve been workin here since i was 18 years old. first 3 years i was only washing dishes but ive seen a good amount of bartenders come and go. i know im the best bartender thatâs ever been here. 15 years of evidence.â his voice is more confident than cocky. a kind of attitude youâd kill to be in bed with. you hum in acknowledgment, looking at your suitcase besides you as the airport PA begins to speak again. the words are incomprehensible, but chris seems to understand them. some flight is leaving from gate B17.
âyou think itâs weird or pathetic or something if im drinking at an airport bar at 2pm to avoid seeing my father?â you question, stirring the drink around with the small plastic straw.
âiâve seen people here blackout drunk at 11am. i think youâre fine. whatâs your name again, kid?â he asks, his lips parting as he pours a beer for a man besides you. you give him your name and he hums, handing you a piece of chocolate from behind the bar. âi think kid suits you better.â you furrow your brows at the gesture, reluctantly taking the sweet. âkid, just take it. itâs a piece of chocolate. no harm done if you take it. you donât even gotta eat it. just get that look off your face. you look sad. youâre too pretty to look that sad.â
you blush at his words, popping the chocolate into your mouth. you slide your empty glass back across the bar, sending the bartender a smile- a real smile- and thank him honestly. âwhat time does your shift end?â you question, noticing another bartender begin to settle in.
âmy shift? the second that you tab out. you want another and keep enjoying my company or you gonna head to your dadâs house?â he teases, washing the glass you handed to him. you shake your head and sigh, sitting up straight. âshould probably head home. can i get the tab?â you whine, leaning your arm and head on the marble counter.
ânah i got it. get outta here. go see your dad. be nice to him.â he smiles, clocking out for the day. you slowly walk away, hesitantly pulling your bag with you.
when you finally make it out of the airport after an excruciatingly long walk, you let out a sigh. you knew you had four options. call a cab, call an uber, call one of your high school friends, or call your dad. you take a moment outside to gather your thoughts, only being brought back to reality when you bump into somebody behind you.
âshit iâm so sorry!â you groan, turning to profusely apologize to whoever was the victim. you smile when you notice that itâs chris. âoh. you again. following me are you?â you tease, poking at his shoulder.
âwhy you still here?â he questions. even though he hardly knew you, he felt like he still had an authority over you for no reason other than he was older than you by 10 years. you shrug as you let out a sigh, looking around. âi just donât wanna see him yet. i mean⌠i dunno.â
chris sends you a look of remorse but then pulls you into a tight hug, one you clearly needed. he rubs a hand over his mouth before speaking. âyou trust me enough to come back to my place? just till you feel good enough to go to your dads.â the look you gave him made him practically collapse.
your back was arched to a point that you didnât even know you could reach. your face was buried into a pillow that was most definitely being stained with your mascara. âtake it. thaaaaatts a good girl. take that dick. fuck youâre so tight.â chris speaks, his pants getting heavier with each of his thrusts. heâs holding your hands behind your back while youâre pushing yourself back onto his dick. itâs practically impossible for him to go any deeper into you, but you try to get him farther anyway. his grip on your wrists tightens when you let out another one of your whines. he can tell that youâre trying to spit out a sentence but that youâre unable to based on the cockdrunkness youâre experiencing. all you manage to achieve is a âc-cummingâ and even that comes out all whiney and in chrisâs words âpathetic.â âyâgonna cum? fuck yeah youâre gonna cum. come on, pretty. cum all over daddyâs cock.â he whispers into your ear, leaving a mark on your neck as he lets go of your hands. your orgasm takes over your body, and any control of yourself you had left is out the window. you squirm and shake while chris is just smirking behind you, continuing his thrusts. he pulls out once youâve settled down, spurts of cum falling onto your ass and lower back.
chris isnât an asshole. he helps you clean yourself up and look presentable enough to go visit your dad. he even offered to drive you, but you refused because of how close it was. the arrival at your dads house was⌠fine. his new wife was fine and his four year old son was fine. it was all just fine. you could tell your dad tried cheering you up multiple times but it never worked.
the next day was the same shit, different day. you had to get through the day acting like you liked your step mother, had to get through the day acting like you tolerated children, and had to get through the day acting like your father didnât hurt you when he left 6 years ago. youâre half tempted to go to the airport just to go to the bar. a knock on the door catches your attention, only furthered when your dad calls out to you. âhey honey can you get that? that must be your brothers friend and his dad, weâre buddies!. i invited them over for lunch!â he yells, to which you comply to almost immediately.
you open the door slowly, your eyes adjusting to the brightness of the outside world. a breath gets stuck in your throat when youâre met with the same eyes you saw at the bar. chris, whose eyes are about to pop out of their sockets, covers his sons ears as he speaks for both of you. âshit.â
a/n: new au who cheered! i did! i did! i finally get to write for chris thank GAWD cause as a chris girl i sure write a lot for matt.
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đŚ˘âŚ ( drabble ) love blindness ̨ ! ŕ¨ŕ§ ä¸ ěě ě Ő
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yandere!jungwonăť fem!reader â â â â â â â â g ăť smut. yandere.â â â â â â â â cw ăť manipulation. âunprotected sex. mentions of murder. wc ăť â0.7k â â â â| â âclick to library
reaction. can you please do jungwon yandere smut? any concept !!!
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love blindness; thatâs what you have, at least thatâs what your friends say. you donât even see the signs. âheâs controlling.â your friends would warn. âheâs constantly there , why does he need to be next to you at all times?â
and to which you just flagged them off. âheâs just being a protective boyfriend.â you stated. âhe knows this is my first relationship, so heâs just extra careful.â and maybe thatâs why it was so easy; so easy for you to fall into his dangerous and torturous web. âheâs a good problem, i swear.â
no , no he wasnât a good person; jungwon knew that. he was sick and twisted; and in love with you. âwonie!â he smiled waiting for you outside of the coffee place, heâd been there for the past hour, watching you â of course you didnât know, you didnât need to know. âhey baby.â he leaning over kissing your coffee tainted lips. âyou have fun.â
you sat in the seat; frowning. âyeah i guess.â he caught on to your behavior. âdid something happened?â you didnât say anything, he grabbed your cheeks forcing you to look at him. âwhatâs wrong?â he said. âitâs just that my friends were saying somethingâs today.â you said , he let you go sitting back in his seat. âlike what?â you shrugged. âjust that youâre controlling and youâre just always there.â
he was seething; how fucking dare they taint your perfect image of him with their words. âthey said that about me?â he was planning their brutal demise in his head , but he turned on his best smile just for you. âim sorry they made you sad , but itâs okay.â he said. âwe arenât gonna listen to them.â he placed his hand on your bare thigh. âokay?â you nodded, smiling innocently at him. âtheyâre just jealous they donât have a boyfriend that loves you as much as i do.â he squeezed your thigh. âyou look so pretty in this dress.â
âth-thank you.â you stuttered out, flustered. âmy favorite color too.â his hands inching up your dress. âdid you wear it for me?â you tried to suppress a moan as his finger swiped your clothes clit. âwo-wonie , fuck.â you sighed , he pinched in between your thighs. âwatch your mouth , you arenât a nasty slut like those friends of yours , youâre a good girl.â you nodded. âso-sorry.â he nodded , pulling his fingers away. âletâs get home.â his eyes full of lust.
âoh my god!â you moaned out, legs pinned up as he pounded into your sensitive cunt for the past few hours. âwo-wonie i canât take it anymore.â you sobbed , tears streaming down your face due to his brutal thrust. âse-sensitive.â he loved getting you like this , making you cum over and over ; to the point you were shaking just from his cock touching your cunt. âyo-you can - fuck - you can take it.â his hands wrapping around your throat. âtake it like a good girl.â
only he could get you like this; he was the only one who ever got you like this. âmy perfect little fuck toy arenât you?â he squeezed your neck. âletting me use your precious body like this.â losing himself inside you, making his obsessive nature towards you more come out. âminds , all mines.â he growled. âyouâre all mines , no one else can have you.â he restricted your breathing even more. âiâll kill anyone if they ever think about taking you away from me.â
you gasped out as he finally let your neck go , holding your waist pounding into your sopping cunt. âyou gonna cum?â you nodded. âye-yes!â you shouted in pure ecstasy, he smirked holding off on letting you cum , just to see you beg. âplease please let me cum.â you sobbed out , eyes crossing. âlook at you going dumb on my cock , just how i like it.â he moaned , feeling himself about to cum as well. âcum for me , be a good girl.â
thatâs all you needed before your eyes rolled to back of your head , jaw slack as you came. âof fuck youâre clenching so much , gonna fucking cum.â he groaned. âgonna cum inside you -fuck- fuck fuck!â he thrusted one two three times before stilling his hips , his cum shooting from his twitching cock. âtake my cum.â he whispered softly in your ear. âgood girl.â
thatâs how you saw jungwon; as a safe space for you, a protector of some sort. someone who would never do anything to you to harm you; but people who talk bad about him to you and make you think anything less â well thatâs a different story.
like he told you ⌠heâd kill anyone who thought they could take you away from him âŚ.
Šď¸LUVYENI
#enhypen smut#enhypen x female reader#enhypen x reader#enhypen scenarios#enhypen imagines#enhypen drabbles#enhypen hard thoughts#enhypen hard hours#yang jungwon x reader#yang jungwon scenarios#yang jungwon x you#jungwon x reader#jungwon hard hours#jungwon hard thoughts#jungwon smut
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what about a mcyt x reader headcannon where reader is like a streamer who mostlly plays roblox andlike she cant even kill a zombie in minecraft cause im big on roblox and i js do creative in minecraft!
Thanks for the request! I love doing these!
Various!Myct x Fem!Reader
Quackity, Karl, Sapnap, Caseoh, and tommyinnit
Quackity
-Quackity would definitely play roblox with you
-Quackity likes terrorizing little kids on any roblox game you guys play.
-Definitely hides behind you in horror games and beg you to go first.
-âNO NO I CANT GO!â he would yell with fake sadness and fear as he hides his character behind yours.
-In any combat game or any game where you can kill other players , he stays spawn camping you, he definitely targets you. until you finally kill him and he gets salty about it lmao
-He hates streaming it because fans keep trying to join and lagging whatever game you guys are playing.
Karl jacobâs
-Karl loves roblox, he probably begs you to play with him.
-Karl only likes the obbys though, like the goofy â2000 levels!â or the cart ride games.
-will definitely get sapnap to play with you guys, and it ends up with them jumping you in every game.
-Yall definitely stay up all night playing games and yelling about them over a discord call, The stream is like 6 hours atp
Sapnap
-Sapnap didnât want to at first. thought he was too good for a âchildrenâs gameâ
-Once you showed him the home page and all the games you and your fans like he caved.
-He has a love for the shooter and racing games. always making you play at least 3 rounds with him if you guys log onto roblox.
-Hates obbys. absolutely despises them, definitely complaining about every time you or Karl have the audacity to mutter the word âObbyâ
-Secretly loves dress to impress, he will never admit it though
CaseOh (why not)
-100% yes. if anything heâs asking you to play roblox with him
-caseoh isnât the best at minecraft either so youâre not alone
-He makes you play dress to impress for HOURSS
-heâs definitely down for horror games, loves playing the Mimic, even though he rages at it so much.
Tommyinnit
-Definitely takes some convincing
-Heâs traumatized from the few times heâs played with Schlatt and jack
-He only plays the stupid games that make zero sense
-probably loves the doom-spire brick battle games
#fanfic#quackity x reader#mcyt x reader#dsmp x reader#crayons writes#myct#dsmp x you#dsmp#quackity x y/n#quackity x you#karl jacobs#caseoh x reader#caseoh#sapnap x you#sapnap x reader#sapnap#roblox#tommyinnit#tommyinnit x reader#tommyinnit x you#headcanon#karl jacobâs x reader
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hypothetically how would coryo react if you ever tell him about shifting or that you shifted for him? and how would you bring the topic up? will you tell him he's a fictional dictator from book/movies in your cr? or just tell him about multiverse/consciousness etc. do you think he'd believe you? have you ever been close to telling him about shifting, especially when it feels surreal to be there with him, knowing he's fictional in this cr?
simulated, romanticised and what i think his reaction would be:::::
me (kewl girl): âokay don't laugh. or be weird. or likeâŚâŚâŚ.whatever. i have to tell you something.â
coryo: (not even glancing up) âmm.â
me: âi shift realities.â
him: (still not looking up) âokay.â
me: âlike literally. mentally. i go to different timelines. i have other lives. other worlds. i have been married to you once because you cast some slight curse. i'm with you in like seven eras. one of them i'm a panda.â
coryo: (puts the book down, finally looks at me) ââŚ..are you high?â
me: âno.â
him: (long pause) âokay. so what's the problem.â
me: ââŚâŚyou're not freaked out? you don't hate me slash feel terrified slash weirded out?â
(long yapping of me being like â??â and him probably being too calm lol)
him: (already lighting a cigarette) âdo i get to keep you in all of them?â
me: âyes.â
him: âthen i don't care.â
would you tell him he's a fictional dictator from books/movies in your cr?
absolutely not. never. not even as a joke. i'd sooner die. not because i'm scared he'd be mad, but because i genuinely love him, and the idea of telling him âyeah in my constant timeline you're a ya fascist who has killed a shit ton of childrenâ feels disrespectful. like vile. like something that would desecrate the sanctity of what we two have.
because in in better cr - i dont even know how many times i have to say this until people get it - he's REAL. he's 18. he goes to school with me. he sets up apple pay on my phone. he kisses my shoulder when im sleepy. that version of him is not fictional. i don't see him as a character with lore, i see him as my boyfriend. the idea of reducing him to some fandom punchline isâŚâŚâŚbeneath me. it hurts me to imagine doing that. it would be like telling someone you love that they're a meme. you just wouldn't.
would you just tell him about the multiverse / consciousness / reality shifting?
yes. if it came up in a real, serious, intimate moment, i could tell him about shifting. not in aesthetic language. but just like:
âi believe that our consciousness can move between realities. i've experienced other lives. they felt real. i think they are.â
he wouldn't laugh. he might say âwhat the fuckâ once. maybe raise an eyebrow. but mostly, he'd listen. and then say something casual like âyou always make it home to me though.â because his whole personality is âi don't believe in anything except my girl.â
have you ever been close to telling him?
yes. absolutely !!! especially in soft moments, lying on his chest after school, sitting on the floor eating strawberries, whatevrr whatever.
those are the moments when it hits me that he's not fictional. he's supposed to be fictional.
and yet he's here.
i won't ever tell him of course unless maybe like very far into the relationship. not because i'm scared but because some things are too sacred to break into with logic.
i love him. he's real. that's all that matters
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stop!! the farmer with the bimbo reader was too good!!
hi im the anon who made that request
i feel like you must secretly know me cause when i was first learning about cars i too was like âyou have to change its oil??â cars always have seemed too high maintenance for me and i too would probs die on the roadside since i donât know how to fix a flat tire
if not cooking or manual labor i hope reader is good at decorating or sewing or something
i wanna make Eli some new clothes and bedazzle them too
thank you my dear for the story!!
bedazzling the farm
# pairings: yandere cowboy farmer x bimbo / himbo reader
# synopsis: you canât cook, canât farm, and nearly lost a toe to an angry roosterâbut luckily, you can sew. now youâre stuck on a farm with a grumpy, overprotective farmer and a bunch of chaotic animals wearing tiny outfits you made. survival? questionable. fashion? flawless.
# warnings: this will contain dark themes such as obsession and possessiveness. if you are uncomfortable, please block me. viewer discretion is advised. minors DNI
# notes: reblogs, likes, and comments are appreciated!
even though youâve proven time and time again that cooking and farmwork arenât your strengths, you somehow found your niche in sewing and decoratingâsomething even eli hadnât expected.Â
it started small, with you mending one of his ripped flannels after you âaccidentallyâ snagged it while doing laundry. the stitches were neat, almost perfect, and before long you were fixing worn-out work jeans, patching holes in old quilts, and hemming curtains that had been dragging across the floor for who knows how many years.
the house started changing too; bits of you showing up everywhereâhandmade pillowcases, new curtains that actually matched, and little decorations youâd put together from old supplies youâd found around the farm.Â
eli pretended not to notice at first, but you caught him more than once just standing in a room youâd fixed up, his gaze lingering on the small things, like the way you finally got him to replace those ancient, ugly dish towels or how youâd hung a makeshift wreath on the front door. âlooks different in here,â heâd mutter, always gruff, but his eyes softer than you were used to. âgood different.â and maybe you werenât built for chasing chickens or working heavy machinery, but this? making his house into something warmâinto homeâthis was something you could do.
and just like that sewing became your secret weaponâyour little rebellion against being utterly useless on the farm. you often used it as a way to kill time, something to keep your hands busy after dinner. you'd sit curled up on the couch with a needle and thread, tongue poking out in concentration as you patched a hole in eli's jacket or embroidered a little flower onto a pillowcase just to make him scowl and mutter, âwhat the hellâs this daisy doinâ on my bed?â but he never took it off. not once.
just like that, you had a whole basket of projectsâmending shirts, sewing buttons, turning worn-out jeans into tool pouches. eli started leaving things for you to fix without asking, setting them quietly beside your sewing kit with a grunt like it wasnât a big deal. but you knew it was. he even made a comment once, low and rough, ânever met someone who could sew like that, not out here.â and the pride in your chest nearly burst.
you started making things from scratch tooâthrow pillows from old feed sacks, a little curtain for the chicken coop window (yes, it had a window now), even a new cushion for the porch swing youâd claimed as your afternoon throne. the farmhouse began to reflect you more and more, a blend of rough edges and soft touches. and even if you couldnât dig a ditch or wrangle a goat, youâd found your own way to belongâneedle in hand, threading yourself into every corner of his world.
eli wears whatever you sew for him, no questions asked. patchwork flannel? he buttons it up like itâs designer. a beanie with crooked stitching? he pulls it over his ears and pretends itâs the warmest thing he owns. god forbid anyone so much as laughs at your handiworkâeliâs jaw tightens, his eyes go cold, and if a glare doesnât shut them up, his fists sure will.Â
one poor guy at the general store sneered at eliâs hand-stitched vest, eyeing it like it was some sort of joke. âdid you make that yourself? or did your grandma help you with the stitching?â he laughed, but eliâs face went stone cold. without a word, eli grabbed him by the collar, slammed him into the nearest shelf so hard the cans rattled, and growled, âyou talkinâ shit about my clothes again, and iâll make sure itâs the last time you ever laugh.Â
he never says much about the things you make, but youâve caught him smoothing down the hems or tugging a collar straight like it means something. he even started leaving little scraps of fabric on the table, like hints.Â
you didnât stop at eliâs clothes, either. once you realized the animals were basically your audience-slash-family now, it was over for them. the goat got a denim jacket with rhinestones that said âheadbutt bossâ across the back. the pigs each got tiny sunhatsâthough they kept shaking them off, so now theyâre mostly just lawn decorations. the grumpiest rooster now struts around with a little bandana like heâs in a gang. eli walked out one morning, took one look at the cow wearing a pastel shawl and flower crown, and just rubbed a hand over his face like he aged ten years.
âyou dressinâ âem up for a hoedown i wasnât invited to?â he asked dryly.
âthey have personalities, eli,â you said, tying a bow around the sheepâs tail.
"this oneâs soft cottagecore, that oneâs early-2000s pop star.â
he didnât argue. he just muttered something under his breath and helped you adjust the goatâs sunglasses.
and when one of the town guys laughed at the pigâs polka-dot scarf, eli cracked his knuckles and said, âthat pigâs wearinâ somethinâ made with more love and effort than your entire personality. keep talkinâ.â
the guy shut up real quick after thatâespecially when the pig in question oinked and strutted past like it knew it had backup. eli just nodded solemnly like he was proud of the pigâs sass, and you swear to god the rooster winked at you. now youâve got a whole barnyard posse in coordinated outfits and a six-foot farmer whoâll throw hands over crochet accessories. rural life? absolutely thriving.
#yandere#male yandere#yandere x darling#yandere x reader#yandere x you#yandere headcanons#yandere scenarios#yancore#yandere oc#yandere cowboy#yandere farmer
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!!!! SPOILERS FOR FINALE OF SEASON 3 OF YLLWJKTS !!!!!
NO but can we please fucking talk about how it was all planed? how the hunt was planed to distract shauna all along, so nat can go and call for help?
The fact that all the girls were willing to die just for others to go home? even if it was planned that van will mess with the cards so hannah would pick it, but still! they didnt know that for sure and all participated in that, they willingly decided to go with it.
How Akilah literally killed her animals, that meant so much to her and pretended to not know whats going on so they HAVE to hunt to distract shauna from the whole plan they made behind her back?
Can we please talk about how they all pretended to hunt mari? to buy nat time and occupy shauna? If they wanted to they would hunt her in a second, because we all saw how good they got with hunting this season.
How Hannah and Nat literally exchanged clothes after that scene so shauna wont know where nat actually is?
How it was actually Hannah who butchered and prepared Mari the whole time? Meanwhile nat was walking to the mountain? probably the whole day rest of the day, night and again day? nonstop? so she could go to the highest mountain for signal?
How maris death was actually an incident and that Lottie actually warned her by saying "do you see where we are? you have been here already mari" lottie warned mari but in lottie type of way and mari was too focused on surviving/adrenalin to catch on that and told her to fuck off.
Or how Gen literally tried to distract shauna and leading away Taissa and how even melissa as well decided to distract shauna from the hunt to try and choke her to death?
How we can see multiple foot prints on the ground in the snow, to make shauna confused where mari actually went? how it was probably the other girls buying mari time.
They ALL tried to distract shauna from the plan and hunting mari down, noone wanted Mari to die, fuck they all loved eachother and didnt want that at all. But they did that in order for their plan to work out (and it did). They didnt want to hurt mari. she was just a decoy to distract shauna, once again.. they didnt want that to happen at all.
Mari was actually a sacrifice, she was part of the plan, but my poor girl got fucked by shauna one last time because that fucked up bison decided to step and ruin the rotation of the cards.
IM GONNA THROW UP MARI YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ALIVE
i dont even know if im making sense but i just need to get this off my chest, because i cant- this episode was so fucking good i feel like i might kms about how perfect, incredible and amazing the episode was, every single second was so fucking good, and dont get me start about the adult time line- DOPICI FUCKING YES SHAUNA YOU ARE A PSYCHOPATH AND YOU LITERALLY JUST ADMITTED THAT BY SAYING YOU WERE HAVING FUN-
#yellowjackets#yellowjackets fandom#lottie yellowjackets#yellowjackets season 3#natalie yellowjackets#yellowjackets season three#yellowjackets spoilers#natalie scatorccio#yellowjackets lottie#yellowjackets travis#yellowjackets mari#yellowjackets taissa#yellowjackets misty#yellowjackets shauna#yellowjackets jackie#yellowjackets showtime#yellowjackets spoliers#yellowjackets s3#shauna yellowjackets#van yellowjackets#van palmer#taissa yellowjackets#mari yellowjackets#mari ibarra#yj season 3#yj spoilers#yj s3
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Last Call

Calling the LADS Men to say goodbye because you weren't going to be making it home to them. A/N: MC isn't reincarnating this time sorry. Artist @/am_soul_art on insta [Requested by: nocturnaoasis]
It was supposed to be a quick mission. The intentions were good and the plan was perfect. At least thats what the higher ups thought at the Hunter's Association. The plan was to take back Hat Island, the small island right off the coast of linkon overrun with wanderers. The Hunter's Association believed that their strength in not only numbers, but also Evols and skills had improved enough to take back the small island.
They were wrong. So very wrong.
It was a suicide mission from the start; the wanderers were too smart there was never a chance. You panted as you ran from the onslaught of wanderers that had evolved over time inhabiting this island. You watched as comrade after comrade was slaughtered right in front of you. The number of Hunters was decresing quickly and there was no help coming. You held your side for dear life as blood gushed from your wound. You accepted your fate right then and there. You weren't making it back to Linkon.
You managed to find a small cave on the side of a mountain where you could make one last call.
Zayne
The phone seems to ring forever you were afraid you weren't going to hear his voice in your last moments. Just as you thought it would go to voicemail he picked up.
Zayne: Hello MC: Zayne.... Zayne: Yes I'm here
You couldn't help the grin that overtook your face.
MC: Remember our trip to find 'old popsicles'? Zayne: Of course I do MC: Remember when you swept me away from my friends to go read in a secluded park? Zayne: Yes ... where is this coming from?
You took a deep breath before coughing and grunting form the pain.
MC: I just want you to always think of our good memories ... I don't think we'll be making anymore after today Zayne: What are you saying? MC: They're gone ... they're all gone ... and I don't have much time left.
You finally broke down and sobbed into the phone as reality truly set in.
Zayne: Wh- MC: Promise me you'll move on ... I want you to find something or someone to bring the same vivacity that I brought you ... don't shut yourself off from the world ... I want you to be happy ... remember me in a good light because just know I died doing what I love Zayne: ....dont leave me behind MC: I love you Dr. Zayne......
Zayne didn't hang up he stayed on the line until he could no longer hear your stuttering breaths. He couldn't keep that promise of moving on. He threw himself into his work to keep his mind busy. He was afraid if he slowed down for one second he'd never be able to recover.
Rafayel
He picked up on the first ring as if he'd been waiting by the phone just for your call.
Rafayel: Hey Cutie!
He sounded so happy at the fact that you called it was already killing you that you'd be breaking his heart with this call.
MC: You know you create the most beautiful art Rafayel: You're making me blush stop it MC: I'm going to be painting pretty sunsets and sunrises for you Raf Rafayel: huh?
You swallowed hard trying to keep your voice from wavering.
MC: The next time you're on the beach and you see a beautiful sunset or sunrise ... that's me ... painting the sky just for you Rafayel: No no no you're-
His words became panicked as you quickly cut him off
MC: I wish I would have hugged you tighter before I left ... I'm not making it back to Linkon ... I'm sorry Rafayel: I can come to you just tell me where you are
Tears streamed down your face as your voice broke at the sound of him falling apart on the other end
MC: Im running on borrowed time right now Rafayel I just wanted to tell you that I love you ... so much Rafayel: I love you too
Your head was already swimming you didn't even realize you muttered.
MC: Good ... good.......
Rafayel never missed a single sunrise or sunset after that. Thomas would always find him sitting on the beach with red eyes and a camera to capture the sky that you painted for him.
Xavier
He picked up on the third ring w/ a groggy voice; he'd been asleep.
Xavier: My little star
His voice brought you a kind of comfort that no words could describe.
MC: You made a good call getting sick this week you know that?
You couldn't help but giggle at the situation.
Xavier: What are you going on about? MC: Remember how pretty the stars were that night we danced in the forest? Xavier: Yea they were almost as beautiful as you
He always knew how to make you feel like the prettiest girl to ever exist.
MC: Well next time you gaze at the stars the one star that seems to twinkle and dance just for you ... that'll be me
A brief moment of silence....
Xavier: You're not saying what I think you're saying
You could hear rustling on the other end knowing he just sat up.
MC: I'm sorry Xav ... I'm so sorry ... I promised I would make it back to you, but thats a promise I can't keep anymore ... I'm losing blood fast I can already feel myself losing consciousness Xavier: Hang on I'll be right there
And there it was the choked sob that finally slipped out of you as you responded.
MC: It's too late Xav ... do you love me?
He was quiet for a moment before you heard his low raspy voice respond.
Xavier: Yes. Of course I love you with everything that I am
Those words brought one last smile to your face and you finally let your eyes drift closed.
MC: thats all I wanted to hear ... I love you Xavier..........
Xavier was never the same after that. He spent his days training to get stronger to the point where his hands were bloody. No one could get through to him not even Jeremiah. At night he swore he could hear your voice as he gazed at the stars.
Sylus
Sylus: Hi sweetie MC: I love you!
You heard his breath hitch and then silence. You had rendered Sylus speechless with the three words he always wanted to hear.
Sylus: Why so sudden? MC: I never got the chance to say it to you, but I couldn't go without letting you know Sylus: where-
You quickly cut him off because there wasn't much time left. You could quite literally feel your life slipping through your fingers.
MC: this mission was doomed from the start ... I'm not making it home to you tonight ... I'm sorry ... thereâs no pain though so I must be dying Sylus: Stay right where you are Iâll come find you MC: Don't .... it's no use ... thank you for everything I was always happiest with you
You smiled as you admitted that to him; it felt good.
Sylus: Stop you're not dying on that island
You sniffled as tears began to sting the back of your eyes.
MC: it's too late ... just ... just tell me you love me Sylus: but- MC: Sylus please Sylus: I love you My Queen MC: Music to my ears........
Sylus still tried to look for you, but could never make it onto the island for the wanderers were too strong....even for him. Mephisto did however manage to find you and brought back the necklace Sylus had given you. It now sits on a mantle in a glass case.
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