#you cant hear but she says 'miss me with that shit' when she does this move

[puppmeo]

Have you ever been assumed to be romantically attracted to someone and even just the thought of that makes you want to throw up . Anybody

[klipkillakai]

that ony clip gave me so many butterflies omg 😩 it lowk reminded me of a punishment like what if homegirl went out for the first time in a while and missed the curfew only gave her but he see on sasha and historia ig she’s drunk shaking her ass on the car or smthn 😭😭

ouuu girl it gave me butterflies too, but you ate so lemme walk with you rq 🤭

ony was sitting on the couch rolling his second blunt while an episode of breaking bad plays in the background, he doesn’t usually get to watch this show because you usually like to watch love island or your ghetto ass reality shows that he pretends not to be invested in—

he glances at the time on his phone noting that you should be home soon and he leans back and lights his blunt, taking a hit and throwing his lighter back on the coffee table

he ticks a hand in his sweats and mindlessly smokes and watches his show, another hour passes and he checks his phone again sending you a quick text

baby moms 💙

-wya?

he quickly leaves the text and clicks on insta checking your story but seeing it hasn’t been updated for 2hrs, he quickly scrolls and finds sasha’s and clicks through them and stopping on a video of you, drunkenly singing a song and twerking on another one of your ghetto ass homegirls, ony smacks his teeth quickly standing up

“this fucking girl man” he walks towards the door, and grabs his keys, slipping on his slides and getting in his car and speeding off while trynna call you..

“bend that ass over let that coochie breathe” you slur while slowly whining on your friend as she takes a video of you guys, your having a fucking good ass time, you haven’t been out in ages and you miss it, you begged ony to let you go.. and after days acting sweet and a few blow jobs, he let you, but with rules of course.. he gave you a curfew which you gladly accepted but quickly broke as soon as you got a few shots in you—

you were feeling bold, who was he to tell you what you could and couldn’t do, he wasn’t your daddy! well… not all the time anyway—

your standing in your section in your own world, sipping on your drink until, you feel someone behind you, and a chill runs up your spine cause you know exactly who it is, you turn around and look up at him

“didnt i tell you to come come after 12?”

your heart sinks a bit “yea but i was having fu-

“i don’t give a fuck, i told yo lil’ ass that ion fucking trust this club and you still didn’t listen”

you smack your teeth a bit “papa your being so extra right now, nobody is even-

you feel ony’s large hand wrap around your neck and he leans in a whispers in your ear

“im gon tear yo ass up when we get home” you feel tingles bloom in your lower belly and feel your face get hot—

“tell your lil friends your leaving” you softly nod and turn around grabbing your bags and saying soft byes and sorry’s, while your friends give you knowing looks and soft smiles—

ony grabs your hand and drags you out the club as fast as your heels will let you, quickly opening the door for you, and letting you get in before speeding off once again—

“im just trynna get my paper straight” you hear brent sing as ony pounds ya shit, you let out loud moans and choked sobs, “p-please” you whimper out as you reach behind trynna to press against his stomach, running away from the dick—

“nah move ya hand” he roughly says, quickly grabbing your hand and pressing it against your back, pulling your hair, and starting to drill into you—

“oh my god” you whine, pathetically whimpering letting him just man handle you, letting out his frustrations on you…

“take that shit” he grunts, pounding into you “mhm” he whispers, tightening his grip around your hair

“i c-cant” “p-pa-

he hears you he really does, but he can’t get over this shit, not this time, you need to learn, yo lil ass get real disrespectful and he’s tired of it..

“nah tell them all that shit you was saying in the camera, let them hear all this” he lifts you up and pulls you towards the camera, while still pounding into you

“i-im sorry” you sob “im s-so so sorry papa” “pl-please haaa~ ” you feel the tears rolling down your cheeks, your so overstimulated and he’s so deep inside you.. too deep even, you just need a break

“b-break” you choke out.. “need a break”

“hm baby?” “you need a break” he says mockingly while biting his lips after feeling you tighten around him, “lil ass can’t even handle some dick, you think you finna go out again?” “you crazy mama”

“please!” you moan again, pathetically trying to reach down to rub your clit, to soothe some of the stretch your feeling— god it hurts so good, your eyes nearly roll back into your skull—

“you wanna break?” “here” ony quickly pulls out, breathing heavy, grabbing his phone concluding the punishment he was giving you, you lay on the bed heaving, pussy leaking more slick, your shaking and tired..

ony slaps your ass, and leaves hot kisses down your back “i bet you’ll never do some shit like that again” “right mama?” you just tiredly nod.. he slaps your ass again “let me hear you say it” “p-promise papa” “i won’t do it again” ony nods and slowly slips inside you again, this time giving you slow strokes, and rubbing small circles on your clit.. “mmm~

the rest of the night he takes care of you, ending in mind blowing orgasms, he can never stay mad at you for too long, your still his baby girl..

|a/n|

wait yall!! i’m fucking with this oneeee ouuuu, yall i love me some ony! 🤭

[rcsewcrld]

marauders x y/n incorrect quotes

making these funny is my forte

feat. james, sirius, remus, barty (jr), reggie, lily, marlene

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y/n: You know, remus gives sirius flowers everyday, I wish you'd do that too.  james: Okay.  *Later*  james: *gives sirius flowers*  sirius: ???  james: I don't know, I'm confused as well.

y/n, pointing to james and remus: Distract them! I'll be right back! *leaves*  sirius: Okay!  *five minutes later*  y/n: *returns and sees james and remus unconscious on the ground* What did you do? I said distract them, not knock them out!  sirius: There's just no pleasing you sometimes.

remus: Why do you look like that?  y/n, laying face-first on the floor: Like what?  remus: Like you’re dead.  y/n: It’s because I’m dying. Leave me here to perish.  sirius: y/n accidentally called james “babe” in front of everyone today.  y/n: *sobs into the floor*

remus: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.  y/n: Throw rocks at he.  james: Hot Dogs.  sirius: Kill him.  remus: Thanks guys.

james: Why is y/n crying on the floor?  remus: She took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.  james: And?  remus: She got sirius.

y/n: This food is too hot... I cant eat it.  near full moon!remus: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.  Everyone at the table: *silence*  james: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!  sirius: One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!

remus: Subs are so fun to play with. All you have to do is hint at what you might do, back them into a corner with a look, or grab their wrist in a certain way and they're a wide-eyed mess.  y/n: What the fuck kind of Subway are you going to?  james: Substitute teachers deal with so much shit.  sirius: Guys.

remus: What do you three have to say for yourself?  y/n: sirius: james: Oops?

remus: james... How do I begin to explain james?  y/n: james is flawless.  sirius: I hear his hair's insured for $10,000.  barty: I hear he does car commercials... in Japan.  regulus: One time he punched me in the face... it was awesome.

remus: Croissants: dropped  james: Road: works ahead  y/n: BBQ sauce: on my titties  sirius: Shavacado: fre  barty: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead  regulus:  regulus, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

'Can I copy the homework?'  remus: I can help you with it!  james: Yeah, sure.  y/n: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.  sirius: lol nope.  barty: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!  regulus: *Read 5:55pm*

remus: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?  james: >:O language  y/n: Yeah watch your fucking language  sirius: OKAY WHO TAUGHT Y/N THE FUCK WORD?  barty: 'The fuck word'.  regulus: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time  y/n: Oh my god he censored it  barty: Say fuck, regulus.  y/n: Do it, regulus. Say fuck.

remus: If you got arrested what would be the charges? james: Theft. y/n: Disturbing the peace. sirius: Aggravated assault. regulus: Arson. barty: All of the above.In that order, probably.

y/n: Why are sirius and james sitting with their backs to each other? remus: They had a fight. y/n: Then why are they holding hands? remus: They get sad when they fight.

remus: You are now one day closer to eating your next plate of nachos. y/n: That's the most hopeful thing I've ever heard. sirius: But what if I die tomorrow and never eat any nachos? james: Then tomorrow is nacho lucky day.

y/n: Is stabbing someone immoral? sirius: Not if they consent to it. james: Depends who you’re stabbing. remus: YES?!?

sirius: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! y/n: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD sirius: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING REMUS WITH ME james, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle. sirius: Shit. remus: Wait, three? Cop: Yeah? y/n: OH MY GOD JAMES FELL OFF!!!

remus, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here.  sirius: Hey.  james: Hi.  y/n: Hello.  lily: Hey!  remus: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!  marlene: We were out of Doritos.

*Squad reactions to being told ‘I love you’*  remus: Thanks fam!  sirius: oh no  james: *cries* I love you too  marlene: Sounds fake but okay  y/n: *A flustered mess*  lily: can i get a refund

y/n: I think we're missing something.  james: Teamwork?  sirius : Cohesion?  remus: A general sense of what we’re doing?

james: *Screams* sirius: *Screams louder to establish dominance* remus : Should we do something? y/n: No, I want to see who wins.

y/n: james, I'm sad. james: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay. sirius : remus, I'm sad. remus, nodding: mood.

[m4rs-ex3]

ALLLL RIGHTY YALL

if u haven't already seen.............. guys i was late i was fucking late for the panel give me a break

BUT here is a play by play of everything from the second i got in

[A GOOD CHUNK OF THE SECRET SCENE] if you saw this post within the first few *hours you got to see but you know what? they got to me i don't wanna be the snitch (i did on accident but its the though that counts)

opeli is being led blindfolded (which we see from opeli's pov. riveting visuals i tell you) by soren to the ✨secret meeting location✨

when she comments on the fact that it is literally just callum's office soren shuts her up bless him

opeli's like "DID BAIT GIVE BIRTH??!?!?" and soren's like no these are "rescue baits" and opeli gives them the greatest fucking look i can't even describe it to you

you've seen that leak "look it's the pearl :D""WHA""yep he's in there :)))))"

rayla says it like "per-al." just thought you should know

soren suggests forming a Fellowship of the Pearl and going to throw it into a volcano i fucking hate this show

they're all debating what to do with it meanwhile the most cryptic-ass shots of callum with the pearl like we get it he's fucked (i take it back i want more)

they finally get to him and he's like "uh????? destroy it obviously?????"

he suggests--and these are 100% his words (not actually cuz u know but its the general idea)--"smash it? throw it off a cliff? take a big ol axe and just--KA CHOP." i love him so much

rayla asks how they know it won't just release him

the way callum is so confused and conflicted and he just says "i... i don't know" oh my god by precious baby

cool ass top-down to the pearl whirlpool esq transtion into the next scene hello??

zym is being emo at a painting of his mother (the one from 4x03 yeah they just stitched that shit up it's all good)

ezran's like. huh. we oughtta do smth abt this

callum is Thinking Thoughts on the turrets(?? yk where soren does his lunges) and tossin the rune cube when he sees the star rune light up......................................

it's stella stella's there and the way he reacts to her is so precious 😭 he's not the step dad he's the dad who stepped up type shit

enter rayla "they told me u would be up here brooding"

(in a tragic turn of events the rayllum of this scene had my brain fuzzy so i can't remember a few chunks here and there have pity my brain has rotten)

callum's like "we have to do something i'm scared he's gonna use me. i know what we need to do ok we need to go to the starscraper"

it's honestly hilarious the way he says "and *WE.* should go" he's like "don't be gettin any ideas now this is an us thing"

and then ohoho "they have something there for you, too" (THAT was an exact quote)

he's like "PLSPLSPLS i've studied star magic i know the spells i know the runes i just need the quasar diamonds!! LET ME FREE UR PARENTS AND RUNAAN PLEAAAASSSSEEEE"

rayla is veryyyyyy opposed she's like "NO i want to help my parents as much as you"--honestly i don't think ANYONE wants to as much as him--"but i don't want my biases to affect that" BIASES?!??!! like that was the word she used i can't stop thinking about it

zym has entered his wolf child era his ass is HOWLING at the moon

soren hears him and goes "aww little guy misses his mom :((( sometimes i wonder where my mom is...." WHAT AWHAT WHAT AWHAT PJARDON SAY IT AGIAN YOU WAHGTS SAY IT AGIAND HUAH HUWH A

ok. yeah callum does not have pajamas BUT I THINK WE HAVE BIGGER ISSUES HERE????????????? HE WAS SLEEPING IN HIS OFFICE

THAT COUCH THING THAT THEY WERE ON WHEN RAYLA CAME BACK IN 4x03???? HES JUST SLEEPING ON IT I CANT MY GUY WHAT R U DOINGGG

in other news

bruv is tossing and turning and then just. ~stops.~ this can only mean good things (i think you know where i'm going with this)

he sits up. hobbles over to the door. there was a really cool transition (can u tell i respect the cinematography) and he's in the cellar holding the pearl.

he wakes up in aaravos' prison and is like "well this looks neat!" until he sees the mirror and screams and wakes up. when he realizes where he is he goes "what have i done" dude you fell asleep?? god he's never sleeping again (<- me when i lie 😈)

the description we got of this next scene did NOT do it justice it was fucking incredible

callum kicks down the fucking door (not actually) screaming for rayla

rayla TUMBLES OUT OF BED ON TO THE FLOOR, pillows in hands and unafraid to use them

"WHOA. HEY HEY ITS OKAY ITS ME! it's just me rayla. it's me. callum" i feel like he was saying the same 5 words for 7 hours it was beautiful

rayla: "callum?? jeez i could have-" *looks at pillows*

callum giggles the cutest fucking giggle and says something along the lines of "yeah, it would've hurt real bad :)"

oh yeah DE-LAYERED PONYTAIL RAYLA CONFIRMEDED??!?!?!?!?!

she sits back on the bed and my guy KNEELS DOWN AT THE CORNER OF THE BED TO PICK UP HER STUFF BEFORE HE SITS DOWN NEXT TO HER and they say chivalry is dead romance was birthed and ended with this scene

he tells her about it and she goes "callum, you're exhausted. you had a nightmare. if i thought you were in any real danger you know i would-" and then ironically i forget the same line that the person from nycc did wouldja look at that

can i just mention how close they were sitting in this scene i mean i jsut thikn i should mention hwo clo

yada yada he has a lightbulb and runs off with her blanket

the iconic "i know stella.. he took our blankie :("

god knows why barius is up in the middle of the night whispering sweet nothings to his jelly tarts

callum comes in with a certain proposition mwuhahaha

rayla comes into his office and sees his aesthetic ass sewing by fireside and graciously says "ah i get it! you're taking your mind off things by peacefully knitting" so iconic for both of them

callum explains that he's stitching runes to create a protection spell when barius comes in with the """"""""pearl""""""""""

rayla DIVES in front of callum and says "what r you doing get that thing AWAY from him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she got SO protective SO fast it was blessed

callum's like au contraire 😈

ok so obviously we had all heard about the fake pearl but. you know that one guy who makes insane sculptures out of nothing but chocolate? that's what they did the pearl is brown sludge with a candy coating 💀 i'm losing my mind that is so funny to me

so yeah with the decoy out the real pearl is protected by--and callum literally said this--"a magic blankie >:)"

he also pops in to tell ez and omg GUYS BAIT HAS HIS OWN LITTLE ROYAL CANOPY BED ITS SO FUCKING CUTE

dawn in the courtyard--ez is saying goodbye to soren, zym, and pyrrah who are going to look for zubeia (i almost just typed zendaya i need sleep) and callum and rayla who r going to the starscraper

my roman empire is this: callum was acting all eepy and then when they get going hE RESTS HIS HEAD ON RAYLA'S BACK AND FALLS ASLEEP. I CANNOT FUCKING MAKE THIS UP IT WAS PHENOMENAL SHE LOOKED SO FUCKING HAPPY I I I I I I HAKJSDHFKJASHFDKJHSADKFHKJASHFIHASEKFH

on a slightly lower note

scene from teaser except they did cut a couple lines in the teaser. mainly just terry going "didn't see you there,, cuz i was asleep. with my eyes closed"

he does not in fact get impaled but claudia tells him she's gonna leave him first and does just that

as she's going omfg terry's cries and pleas and "I LOVE YOU"s and "I WILL WAIT. I WILL WAIT HERE FOR YOU" was absolutely insane idk what was in the air in that recording studio but shout out to ben

i am so tired goodbye!

[just-some-random-blogger]

may i request for somewhat of a aemond x wife!reader crackfic? i just cant get the thought of aemond's wife suddenly going "if you really love me, catch me" and she just randomly jumps off a window or cliff or smth, knowing fairly well how sturdy she is and that she'll survive with a few broken bones max. but aemond doesn't know that and so he prince-charming-style-on-a-dragon saves the stupid lump that is the love of his life and goes "i do not appreciate these tests to measure my loyalty and love for you. first the question of whether or not i would love you as a worm. and now this stunt? what's next? make me choose between you or something very absurd?" "now that's an idea."

The Test Of Love

Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Summary: There is a saying that people do crazy things for those they love... Aemond has come to terms with the fact you're simply crazy.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: fem!reader, wife!reader, mom!reader, exasperated!aemond, 'dear gods its genetic' -aemond, crackfic, fluff, typos, etc."

A/N: THIS IS SO SPECIAL BECAUSE THIS IS MY FIRST AEMOND REQ HIHIHHHIHIHI HI NONNIE TYSM FOR THIS I HOPE YOU LIKE IT NONNIE MERRY CHRISTMAS ps i didnt name the child cos it seemed like too much responsibility nvm i felt bad for keeping him nameless also i used a translator for the high valyrian dont come for me if its wrong i like to imagine this gif is the moment aemond realized his wife is crazy and he's like 'aw shit' HAHAHHA Tagging: @pinksirensong @deniixlovezelda

"Kepa, kepa!" a small voice calls, alerting Aemond, who had been in his study, going through some papers.

Aemond turns to the little boy, eye roving over his wide violet eyes and short, stubby legs, deciding in that moment, he was not injured or harmed.

"What is it, my love?" Aemond asks in High Valyrian. He straightens from his seat, lips curving into a soft smile as his son makes it to his side.

Aemond brings him to his lap. He brushes Aurion's hair back with one hand while the other is secured around the side of his soft belly.

"Mother is-"

The sound of his father humming cuts Aurion off. Aemond's brow quirks as he looks at his child.

Aurion sighs, placing his tiny hand on his tiny face, correcting himself, "muña."

"Kessa, muña," Aemond nods in confirmation, continuing in High Valyrian, "very good, my boy. What about mother? Is she calling for me?"

"Muña ivestretan nyke..." the boy starts as he racks his head, thinking of the next words to say.

Aemond hums, translating his Aurion's words, word per word, "mother told you..."

"Naejot ivestragon ao..."

"To tell you," Aemond trails off.

"...bona ziry's jumping hen se jimy."

"..."

Aurion turns to his father, watching his kepa's eye widen at the information he relayed. Aurion blows air out of his lips, making buzzing sounds as he shifts in his father's lap.

Aemond is tense as his Aurion places his clammy hands on his father's cheeks.

"Say that again, boy," Aemond knits his brows.

"Muña--"

"In common tongue."

Aurion stands on his father's lap, stroking his kepa's long hair as he mumbled, "she said she was going to jump out the window, papa."

Aemond grabs his son's hand, making the child draw his eyes upon his father's worried one.

Aurion is indifferent as he continues, "she told me you were going to catch her before she f-"

A loud fit of laughs rip through the room when Aemond grabs Aurion and practically teleports outside, exactly where their bedroom window would be.

He didn't need to see to know you were there, as there were a bunch of worried servants outside, looking up with worried faced, making him worry ever more.

Aemond does not miss how one of them says, 'thank the gods the prince is here.'

Aemond drops his giggling son as he cranes his neck up.

I break into a wide smile and look over my shoulder when I hear my name being barked out, "hello, my love!"

Aemond's breath is extremely taxed as he walks beneath the ledge I was standing on, "GET INSIDE RIGHT NOW!"

I roll my eyes, not even turning to the open window as I opted to hammer on the stone wall before me. It was a bit difficult, seeing as my breast was pressed against the surface, as I did not have much room to walk on. Still, I pressed on so I could hang the twig figure my son made in a place it would get the attention it deserved, "I'm busy."

Aemond clenches his jaw, arms going out to the side in fear, ready to catch, if ever his extremely poor in decision making wife falls.

Aemond calls my name out again, more worried, less threatening.

I release a sigh and hang my child's creation on the nail, "Aurion, what did you tell your father? He's worried sick."

"That you were going to jump," the princeling plainly, making the servants around him exclaim in worry and horror.

I furrow my brows and snap my head Aurion, "that's not what-"

Alas, I do not get to finish, as my quick movements make my feet slip. I helplessly descend from the height. I grip the hammer tightly, not wanting it to crash on my husband's head.

With a huff and a heave, I find myself in Aemond's arms, Aemond, who is incredibly relieved and livid all at once.

"Hello, my lo-"

"You told him you were going to jump?!" Aemond quips, eye narrowing.

I raise a brow, throwing my arm around his shoulders, discarding the hammer off to the side with a loud thud, "I did not. I told him that if I fell, you would catch me."

Aemond's nostrils flair as he turns to look at his son, barking out his name impatiently, "what is the meaning of this?!"

Aurion shrugs, "I wanted to see mama jump."

Aemond eye twitches.

I scold him for this, but Aurion is all but affected by it. I turn to my husband and snort, kissing him quickly on the lips before jumping out of his arm. Aemond is frozen in his spot.

I beckon my son over. When he does, I point a finger at him, "what did I tell you about distorting the truth?"

Aurion sucks in his lips as he rolls back and forth on his heels. He avoids the question by saying, "you jumped anyway!"

"She did not jump, she fell," Aemond quips, stern expression moving from Aurion to me.

I knit my brows at him, "I chose to fall, because I knew you would catch me."

Aemond feels his false eye rattle in skull as he words darkly, "chose?"

"Oh, please," I roll my eyes, "I used to jump down from trees much higher than this as a child, Aemond."

"Mmm, right!" Aemond says tightly, "and you landed on a field of grass, not cold, hard, concrete!"

I shake my head at his words, "what does it matter? All this proves is that I was right."

"Right with madness?!" Aemond raises a hand, "right with what?!"

"That you would save me no matter what." I raise my chin when I say this.

Aemond is practically vibrating in anger, his stomach wound tightly with worry. It all evaporates when a hand goes to his face.

I smile at Aemond, rubbing the scar on his cheek.

He sighs, utterly defeated. He opts to lean into the affectionate touch.

I utter causally, "this reminds me of the time I jumped off Vhagar."

"YOU JUMPED OFF VHAGAR," Aurion exclaims with excitement and wonder

Aemond grabs my wrist as he pulls away, "I still have nightmares of it."

"Oh, please, you told me it was okay for me to do it."

"I DIDN'T ACTUALLY THINK YOU'D DO IT!"

I huff, pulling my hand away, "that was your mistake."

"I WANT TO JUMP OFF VHAGAR!" Aurion calls, jumping up and down.

"NO!" Aemond barks, pointing a finger between the two of us, "no one will ever jump off anything ever again!"

Aemond grunts where I laugh when Aurion dashes over to him. The boy crashes against his leg; the man reels back slightly. I snort when my husband looks away, knowing he was not strong enough to behold the puppy dog eyes that was surely being thrown at him.

"Pleaaaassseeee, kepa!" Aurion whines, "I'll promise I'll study High Valyrian even harder!"

Aemond scoffs, then peers down, eye narrowed, "say that in High Valyrian then."

Aurion scrunches his face in thought. He begins to turn a shade of scarlet. He slams his head onto his papa's thigh, "no fair..."

Aemond huffs, crouching down, gathering the boy into his arms, "I will not hear of this nonsense again, child."

"Kepaaaaaaa!"

"Enough," Aemond dismisses, turning to me. He reaches his hand out and I gladly take it. He sighs as he pulls me close, placing a kiss on my temple. When I lean into him, he shuts his eye and mutters, "kepa will not know what to do if anything ever happens to you and muña."

Our son makes a sound in protest, "but you will catch me if I fall, just like mama!"

I smile at the sentiment, reaching out to my child's cheek.

Aemond turns to his son, leaning his forehead onto his, "do me a favor and not follow into your mama's footsteps."

I snort, pulling away from Aemond.

"But mama's fun!" the boy pouts, "you're not."

Aemond presses his lips into a line.

I break into a fit of giggles, stopping in my tracks to bend over in amusement. Aemond is snorts and swiftly grabs me, cutting my laughter off. I am, without warning, manhandled over his shoulder. I shriek when my stomach is folds over him. I grab onto his back without much else left to do.

Hearing my sons giggles makes chuckles find their way out of my lips again.

"Spank your muña's bottom," Aemond commands. My son does not hesitate.

"Aemond!"

"You have been naughty," he quips, beginning to walk off, "and deserve every bit of punishment I will inflict on you tonight."

I am silenced by his words.

"Papa no!" Aurion exclaims, "mama's a good girl."

I bite my lips at the defense of my child.

"Mmm," Aemond hums, "we'll see about that."

[smicksstuff]

welcome to the land down under. home to the poisonous snakes and many creepy crawlies. piping hot tea has been spilt, its brown liquid staining everything it touches. can yn wash the stain away or has become part of who she is ?

The Pitbox Crew Series

read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 here

Upside Down, Inside Out

(f1drivers x yngasly)

⚠️ warnings: alcohol consumption, fighting, swearing, cyber bullying.

a/n: this is a work of fiction. i do not encourage this behaviour. also i apologise for the google translate french and spanish. please ignore the typos, i will edit them soon.

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ynusername im speechless. i have no idea what race i have just watched 😭😭😭

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scuderiapedrogaseoso i hope pierre is okay !!

yngaslyfans that race was a nightmare but you are still slaying in the paddock

gaslyfc can’t believe i woke up for this race !! all my guys are out 😫😭

formula1girls can we take a moment to appreciate the content provided by yn. girl gave us so many bts to cure our broken heats 💔🥺

formulauno her and danny ric !! we need more of them !!!

spicychilli i mean can we appreciate her and carlos too!!

piastrigirls miss gurl giving love to all the boys!! she and oscar is an unexpected duo. 🧡

oscarpiastri matey you need to learn how to send the photos 😐

yngasly i’ll send it now ! i promise 🤞🏼

oscarpiastri ill believe when i get it 😑

mickschumacher you post all this but not you surfing 🤔

yngasly you promised not to talk about it 🥺

mickschumacher just you wait till your birthday 😁

yngasly thats a threat !!! @pierregasly micky is threatening me with the surf pics 😠

pierregasly @mickschumacher i have more embarrassing ones, i will bring them to the next race for you 😝

yngasly HEY!!!! STOPPP

mickschumacher thats awesome! cant wait!!

pierregasly what are big bros for ❤️

f1fans i like how she is ignoring the obvious! why haven’t you acknowledged the tweets yet!!!!

username7 girl you already did all the shit why are you scared to admit it ?

yngaslyfc omg i made it! You made my year! can't believe I got to meet you.

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f1tea Pierre arrived in the paddock at 8.30am this morning. Melbourne walk was booming with fans having 1 last chance to get their merch signed by their favourite racers.

In non-driver news, the Gasly Princess - Yn Gasly arrived to the paddock at 9.00am alongside Joris Trouche and Charles Leclerc. As they walked through the Melbourne Walk, loud jeering and boos could be heard from the fans. Many were telling her to stay away from Formula 1 and its drivers.

Upon hearing the jeering and boos, Charles Leclerc alongside other drivers Alex Albon, George Russell and Lando Norris who were present at Melbourne Walk proceeded to try and defend their friend yn however their efforts were not enough.

Joris Trouche then took Yn tight in his grip and entered the paddock quick. Sources from inside the paddock say that Yn was in tears and Joris proceeded to walk with her to the Alpine Motorhome. Throughout the Race Day, Yn was not seen as much in the paddock.

What are your thoughts ? Does Yn deserve the backing of the drivers? Let me know in the comments

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f1fans She had this coming.

username8 hate to break it to you but after what she did, how could they not boo her.

username7 she is a bad influence in the paddock. she should be removed.

lordperceval Yall HAVE TO STOP !! this is cyber bullying.

chillichicas i agree! she doesn’t deserve this. yall dont have to like her but at least acknowledge she is human too

spicylovers she isnt your human punching bag

quadrantmania for petes sake. she is just a kid trying to support her big brother at races and yall are coming at her like she committed a huge crime.

landounited lando should ditch her! he doesnt need friends like her

landino and who are you to decide who lando can be friends with

pedromyman what she did was to herself. It does not affect anyone of yall. You dont like it, dont follow her. I for one do not want her to disappear from the paddock again.

vroomvroom why are the drivers even trying to defend her. im sure their teams will not support it.

estiebestie she should just leave. she is not that important anyways.

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yngasly i thought i would come here and address the information circulating online about me.

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pierregasly ❤️❤️❤️

charles_leclerc Ma petite sœur toujours ❤️ (translation: My little sister always)

lancestroll always gonna be here for you 💚

isahernaez ¡Mi mejor amigo! Estoy muy orgulloso de lo lejos que has llegado. ¡Siempre estaré aquí para ti! Te quiero. ❤️ (translation: My best friend! I am very proud of how far you have come. I will always be here for you! I love you.)

chloestroll love you baby ❤️

landonorris you can try to get rid of me but you will fail 🙃🧡

yngaslyfans i may not know you personally but im always gonna stand up for you. we all make mistakes in life. its what we do after that- the learning from it that matters the most.

paulgasly ❤️

arthur_leclerc Si heureux que tu sois de retour ! Tu m'as toujours eu ! ❤️ (translation: So happy that you're back! You will always have me!)

carlossainz55 Estoy muy feliz de llamarte mi familia ❤️ (translation: I'm very happy to call you my family)

estebanocon so proud of you 😃

alpinef1team we are proud of you Yn ! you will always have our love and support 💙💙💙

scuderiaferrari one of the strong ones ❤️

lewishamilton so proud of you kid! like i told you in the paddock “dont let the noise discourage you. they dont know who you really are!” ❤️

fernandoalo_official my kid 💚

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pierregasly Yn Julianna Gasly. My relationship with my baby sister is one of the most important in my life.

From all the pizza parties to celebrate karting wins and her football school team wins, to fighting over the PS3 controllers, to not talking to each other for months, we have gone through it all.

Yn has always been on my side through the thick and thin. At every race she be at the garage or along the fence cheering me on! (charles and anthoine too but thats beside the point) Good day or Bad Day she always made sure she was there for me. She even ditched playdates to travel with Maman to watch me race.

Anthoine’s Passing affected all of us differently. We handled our grieve separately. My biggest regret was pushing Yn away forgetting that she too was grieving the lost of her bestfriend. When I look back, i feel that the road she went down was partly my fault. But with an immense amount of help for her and the family, we got through it together. I hated that my sister was barely with us for those 4 months. But at that time i thought that was best. Looking back, I should have done more. But mistakes were made. Like I told Yn, “Mistakes are OKAY only if they happen once and you learn, and dont repeat it again.”

My sister made a mistake. It is something she cannot ignore. It happened. But she learned from it. We learned from it. Her past does not define who she is now. My Sister is my number 1 Supporter. She is my Person, My Best Friend, My Twin. What has been said online the past few weeks about her the jeering when she is out in public is simply unacceptable. It has to stop. Losing someone you love can make you do incredibly stupid things. But I know my sister, those 4 months was not her.

So please I am hoping that you can understand. The mistakes my sister made in the past is not who she was or is now. Please stop circulating the pictures and videos.

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ranting (blitz&stolas relationship)

(ive been very inactive i apologise..)

i cannot fathom how angrynthe whole blitz n stolas thing is making me.. ppl hating on both sides but they r both in the wrong??? stolas saying hes never looked down on him when he HAS. has bro forgot the entirity of season 1?? stolas constantly called him his 'little imp' or his 'little plaything', and never really took him seriously. blitz could see that as mocking. but even then stolas's nickname for blitz is blitzy and he uses it infront of striker implying its a petname not that hes mocking blitz. in the first pilot ep he says along thw lines u do ur job and ill do mine. the whole deal was that in order for blitz to keep using the book was for him to have sex w stolas. so idk... another thing about the book. i think it was his only excuse to keep seeing stolas which is why he begged and begged for it. saying he NEEDS the book. he was about to apologise and you CAN HEAR IT "stolas, wait, im s-" AND THEN HE GETS TELEPORTED OUT... YOU COULD SEE HIM REACHING FOR HIS ROBE.. the fact their argument was where the crystal thing was and its when everything started. . . in an episode when stolas is laying down in the bed and blitz is crawling over to him he eyes the book as its the reason why he was doing it. in apology tour he pushes the book out of the way and is only looking at stolas !>!@>?!?!!@?! he doesnt care ab the book he cares ab STOLAS they both said what they needed to say but i dont think either of them fully took it in. stolas shpuldve let blitz talk but HE DIDNT.. in apology tour you can see his expression change whenever he looks at stolas and it BREAKS ME. and blitz apologises to verosika i think she actually forgave him. instead of calling him blitz-O she just calls him blitz which might imply a friendship or acquaintance in the future.. she gave him cake and left n i think she realised blitz is his own biggest hater. iv3 kinned blitz since the beginning tho i rlly liked moxxie.. silly guy stolas has complete right to be mad at blitz because he cant keep giving himself to someone who wont hear him out. but i beleive when blitz realises he loves him itll be too late. "im not in love w u anymore" "i didnt know u ever were" GHJRHFJDHFJH when blitz got jealous over stolas making out w another guy.. jealousy = feelings

blitz is harder to understand and sympathise for because he lashes out and gets upset by anger. it def has to do with his self hatred. notice how when stolas mentions anything about him leaving blitz splits and starts freaking out. he def has abandoment issues or bpd.. i think him n verosika is a reason why hes too scared to actually commit to another relationship.

they NEED to short shit out and have a gen talk or their situationship will go nowhere. it pains me knowing how bad they both struggle. in apology tour when blitz starts looking at him with a guilty look he sees stolas as his depressed and alcoholic self. and even when the guy asked to dance HE STILL LOOKED AT BLITZ FOR APPROVAL. i dont get why ppl hate on stolas for making out w a guy drunk when blitz did the same thing?? when they are walking down the hall stolas had covered every family photo except for leaving a space for where octavia was and rhat broke me... blitz doesnt believe anyone could actually love him. let alone a prince. and he says this multiple times but i dont think stolas really hears him. their trope is that stolas fell too early and blitz fell too late owls only fall in love once and he's pinged on him since they were kids LIKE ?!!?!?!? if stolas found out that he was bought to spend the day w him i think he'd distance himself even more. i need blitz to break down in stolas's arms like js something. im beginning to believe blitz does feel remorse for his actions and actually starts to feel bad ab what hes done. ghgghghhg this relationship makes me wanna rip my hair out and scream and roll on the floor (I mightve missed some things but this will conclude my rant)

I SWEAR vizzie is allergic to happiness ....

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❤️‍🩹Lifeline | MYG❤️‍🩹

Synopsis: It’s long been controversial for idols to date, but idols dating each other can be really beautiful or a complete nightmare. When Yoongi's relationship with another idol is discovered, he decides maybe it’s time to break the taboo and show people it’s ok for idols to date. Instead, they find themselves caught in the midst of one media frenzy after another and struggle to keep their relationship as strong as it had been the past 2 years. Yoongi finds a self destructive way to cope, and it causes even more problems than it solves. As they fight for their relationship and their careers, they discover that sometimes, the only way to truly be free is to let go.

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x idol!OC

Warnings: nsfw, alcoholism, cheating, depression, anxiety, Yoongi goes through a bisexy ho phase, Yoongi is also in his alcoholic phase, post-military BTS

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Ch. 21: Look Up

Hyeri was released from the hospital a day later. Her manager took her home and made sure she had all she needed including a few doses of epinephrine in case she has another allergic reaction.

Minho came by to check on Yoongi that same morning and was relieved to see that he’d been doing just fine. Yoongi seemed brighter than he’d ever been these past two months. Hyeri updated him on everything that was happening and he didn’t feel the need to press or prod her more until he was convinced she was truly ok. He’s just happy to hear from her. He admitted to Minho that forgiving himself is something he may struggle with for awhile, but he’s determined to do so and get back to his normal life.

It was a good light talk, until he began talking about Army. He went back and read more comments on his Weverse post and he couldn’t stop smiling at the love, support, and occasional jokes that were being left by fans. He knew he missed them these past couple of months, but as he was talking to Minho he realized that he misses them more because he barely remembers much of the tour. He was so drunk it’s like he wasn’t there at all. Instead of months, it feels like years since he was truly able to be with and enjoy Army’s presence. It hurts him, but makes him more determined to get back home making music and performing. Talking about Army made him emotional, but going back to read their comments gave him strength.

The next day Yoongi started off with making breakfast as he usually does. He makes himself a cup of coffee then enjoys the breeze outside. He’s gotten used to the peaceful mornings here. As much as he wants to go home, he knows he’ll miss this place. That’s why he’s trying to enjoy the view while he has it. That is until his silence is broken by his phone ringing from a call from Hyeri.

“Hey!” He says answering the call.

“YOONGI OH MY GAWDDD!!!” She shouts into the phone.

“What? What?!” He shouts trying to determine if this is a good call or a bad call.

“I GOT IT BABY I GOT THE PART OHMIGAWWWDDDD!!!”

“You got the part?!” He asks in excitement. “Really??”

“They just called me HOLY SHIT!!” She shouts unable to contain her excitement. “This is HUGE YOONGI I CANT BELIEVE I GOT IT!!”

“That’s amazing! I’m so proud of you my love!”

“It’s so crazy FUCK JJS FOR TRYING TO KEEP ME FROM DOING THIS AUDITION!!” Hyeri laughs then takes a deep breath. “I’m going to play this role so fucking good they’ll wish they had treated me better!”

“You got this, baby!” He encourages. “Just don’t forget me when you get big and famous.”

“Oh stop,” she laughs. “I’ll be lucky to come even close to your level of stardom.”

“Be careful, people may think you’re trying to use me to boost your career,” he jokes.

“Whatever,” she playfully huffs. “They think I’m using Namjoon for my career, remember?”

“Right,” he rolls his eyes. “Your lunch with him had the world going crazy although I’m the one who asked him to do it.” It’s such a stupid thing, but he finds it amusing how the public can turn a simple birthday lunch into confirmation of a relationship.

“Maybe one day I’ll just lose my shit and shout to the world that I’m with you,” she chuckles.

“Oh really? You mean like I wanted to do before when the picture of us was posted?”

“I know I know, don’t start.”

“I’m not.”

“Believe it or not I’ve changed a lot since then.”

“Really? So are you saying you want to reveal our relationship to the public?” He’s intrigued since she fought so hard to keep things a secret. This is the first time she’s suggested they go public.

“Well…” she hesitates. “Yeah, but…maybe after this new drama comes out. I don’t want to be a distraction, you know?”

“I wish I was recording this conversation,” he jokes.

“I mean it,” she laughs. “I want everyone to know. I don’t even care anymore. I’d rather they talk shit about me for the truth rather than talk shit about me and my friends over lies.”

“Na Hyeri? Is that still you?”

“Shut up!” She laughs. “I wish I could throw something at you.”

“Go ahead, I’ll send you my location.”

“You know I can’t stand you, right?”

“I love you too, Bow.”

Their banter continues until Hyeri has to go to a meeting with her agency. She promises to call him when she’s back home and she does just that. Their conversations get longer and more frequent each day. The better Yoongi feels, the more determined he is to get home. He’s trying to not get impatient, but it’s hard when he feels better than ever and he misses her so much.

Minho has been reporting back to management regularly to let them know how he feels about Yoongi’s progress. Everyone is happy to hear how well things are going and even happier when Minho says he recommends allowing Yoongi to finally go home. He’ll continue regular counseling sessions with Yoongi, but isolation is no longer necessary.

Management began making plans to bring Yoongi home and resume activities with the group. They notified all of the members and they were all incredibly excited. They then let Yoongi know he would be going home soon, however they didn’t say when because they wanted to finalize some things. Yoongi isn’t sure what needs to be finalized, but he’s just happy to know he’ll finally be going home.

Two days later Yoongi wakes up in the morning to the sound of someone rustling around in the kitchen. He assumes the manager taking him back decided to make breakfast before they set out on the 5 hour ride back. He lays there a moment longer, checks his phone, then goes into the bathroom to freshen up.

When he steps out of the room and towards the kitchen, he notices the plates of fresh fruit, sliced salmon, and veggies on the counter. Then he realizes the manager whose back is turned toward him isn’t a manager at all.

“Hyeri?” He asks blinking to make sure he’s seeing straight.

“Morning, babe,” Hyeri says turning and smiling. Yoongi may not have been able to tell, but the moment she saw him her heart skipped a beat. She’s missed him and her entire body can feel it.

“What are you doing here?” He asks stepping to her and pulling her into a tight embrace.

“I was just in the neighborhood and decided to stop by,” she jokes returning his squeeze.

“I missed you so much,” he says giving her lips a passionate kiss. He feels like it’s been so long he almost forgot how soft her lips are and how much his heart races when he’s connected to them.

“I missed you too.” She goes in for another kiss, and another, giving him little oxygen.

They can’t take their hands or lips off of one another until the smell of burning sausage reminds Hyeri that she was in the middle of cooking. She quickly turns the stove off and Yoongi helps her dispose of the charred remains. They laugh it off then sit down to eat the rest of the meal she prepared. Yoongi is so excited to show her how beautiful this place is so he insisted that they eat outside where he usually has breakfast.

“When did you get here?” Yoongi asks still feeling like he’s in a dream.

“Last night,” Hyeri giggles.

“Last night? How?? Where??”

“I stayed in a hotel nearby. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast,” she smiles. “I had been thinking of visiting you for a day since everyone said you were doing well, but they said you were coming home so I thought I’d be the one to come pick you up.”

“Pick me up? You drove 5 hours to get here?”

“Yes,” she laughs at the cute and comical disbelief written across his face. “I was able to get in contact with your manager and tell him I wanted to surprise you, so I asked if I could come pick you up, and I asked if maybe I could stay here with you for just one night before we go back.”

“Stay the night?” He perks up with excitement.

“Yeah,” she nods. “We haven’t really had a trip to ourselves like this before. So I thought this may be our only chance for a while. The schedule for my drama is pretty intense and goes at least 4 months. I know you would be working too as soon as you got home so I stole the chance to get some alone time.”

“We could have had two nights if you came when you got here last night,” he playfully pouts.

“You’ll get over it,” she laughs. “This place is really nice though. I’m kind of jealous you’ve been here this whole time while I’ve been stuck in the city.”

“Maybe we could come back one day,” he suggests. “Or maybe a place similar to this one.”

“Can we go somewhere warm with a pool?” She asks excitedly. “I know you don’t like getting wet, but I just love relaxing in the pool on a warm day.”

“We can do whatever you want,” he chuckles. “I’ll sacrifice dryness for you.”

“You’re such a gentleman,” she jokes. “Can you show me around the rest of this place?”

“Sure!” He says all too excited to show her everything he knows she’ll love about this property.

He starts by showing her the rooms throughout the home and where he’d been working on music and reading. He took her out back to the cozy little shaded area where he set up the beanbag chair for rainy days. He would sit under the shaded patio and read or zone out to the sounds of the storm. After showing her the second cabin where the doctor stayed the first couple weeks, he took Hyeri on a walk around the property.

A small path that circles the quarter mile area has been Yoongi’s gym. He had some weights brought in as well, but he always found himself going for a peaceful walk outside. Sometimes he would do multiple laps and simply get lost in his thoughts. Today he’s getting to circle the trail while walking hand in hand with Hyeri. Something they’ve rarely gotten the chance to do.

After their walk, they get comfortable on the living room couch. Hyeri’s legs are laying across Yoongi’s lap while he has one hand on the outside of her thigh and his other wrapped around her waist. He holds on to her as if he’s never felt the presence of anything so precious in his life. He’s overflowing with love.

Hyeri’s long drive and early morning has caught up with her and not long after she gets comfortable snuggled up with Yoongi, she falls sound asleep. Yoongi kisses her forehead and smiles, then closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep as well.

If you ask Yoongi, that’s probably the greatest nap he’s ever taken in his life. When he woke up he felt very refreshed and even more so when he looked down at Hyeri still sleeping against him. He remains still a bit longer so he doesn’t disturb her sleep. If he could he’d never move from that spot with her warmth covering his entire body.

He holds his position a few minutes but he can’t any longer. He has to pee. Pretty bad.

He tries to slowly and gently slide himself from under her without waking her up. It’s not easy and once he pulls his arm from around her, she groans then pulls him back closer. He can’t help but silently laugh, but he really needs to go to the bathroom.

He tries again to slip away this time holding her hand so she won’t be able to lock him in her hold again. He slides his legs from under her and she groans again. He pauses. Stares at her. Then begins sliding away some more.

“No,” Hyeri groans trying to grab him again. He’s trying to block her hand from wrapping around him but she’s fighting, even with her eyes still closed.

“Babe,” Yoongi giggles.

“No,” she groans again. “I’m not done with you.”

“I really need to go to the bathroom,” he says still trying to hold her hand.

“It can wait.”

“I don’t think it can,” he laughs.

“If you can make it through an entire concert then you can make it a few more minutes,” she teases.

“But I don’t make it through an entire concert,” he laughs. “We still have intermissions.”

“Well whatever, you still can’t go yet.”

“Ok then,” he resolves. “I guess I’ll just do my business right here.”

“You better not!” She says finally opening her eyes and playfully pushing him away. “Hurry up.”

“How did you wake up so demanding?” Yoongi laughs standing.

“I could be worse.”

“No thank you,” he laughs walking to the bathroom.

Hyeri smiles and takes a deep breath of relief. She hasn’t felt at ease like this in nearly a year. The day Yoongi left two months ago she could hardly look at him. So much pain would radiate through her when she looked at him. She cried every night blaming herself for how bad things had gotten.

Now she sees a much different person. Yoongi looks much healthier and happier and it makes her so proud. She finally feels like things are truly looking up for once.

This has been one of the toughest times Hyeri has had since Two Piece disbanded. She’s never been in the tabloids so much, she’s never been the subject of controversial things, and she’s never felt like her personal and professional lives were all about to collapse at the same time. Even when she thought things were looking up, something always seemed to come crashing down on her.

It’s not all good though, only much much better than it had been. She spent the better part of the two months trying to make peace with all of the things Yoongi had done and put her through. Forgiving him seemed easy, but an unexpected update regarding his stolen Black card made her realize that saying she forgives him is not the same as actually forgiving him.

Yoongi’s Black card had long since been reported stolen and replaced. There had been no attempts to use it anywhere so it had all been forgotten about by now. However, recently someone finally found the card and it was being held as evidence in a criminal case in California.

Although Yoongi was on civil duty during his enlistment, he chose to stay in Daegu near family during that time where he was assigned to a job there. Though he and Hyeri had only been together for a short time, he made her an authorized user on his Black card so she could get whatever she wanted. She told him time and again that it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted. No matter the situation he wanted to provide for her 100% regardless of whether she was capable of doing so herself or not.

Hyeri never used the card and eventually forgot that she even had access to it, but then she got the call a month ago. Yoongi was unable to be reached since he was limiting his communication with anyone that didn’t already know where he was. This call came from an unknown number so he didn’t answer, but Hyeri did when she got the call. Thinking it was about work she answered only to be greeted by an attorney who needed to discuss details regarding the stolen Black card.

Chelsea, the stranger Yoongi met in LA who robbed him of more than he knows, had been arrested recently in a string of thefts. Turns out she’s become infamous for the number of people she’s stolen from and the identities she’s taken. The night she met Yoongi she had already stolen a few hundred dollars from others that day. By the time she got to him he was already so fucked up that he made himself an easy target.

Aside from his money, Chelsea also stole a watch that Yoongi had bought for himself during the tour. He spent most of the tour drunk so he forgot he even bought the thing. She also took pictures of his license and passport. She has no idea who Yoongi is, but she realized he wasn’t just a traveler named Austin. She didn’t care though because all she saw were dollar signs. Her theft spree continued for months before she finally tried to use Yoongi’s card.

While Chelsea had always been quick to use the new identities and access to money she found in her journey, she hesitated with Yoongi. She wasn’t quite sure how to go about an international theft. She knew nothing about Korean banks, or Korea in general. She decided to do research to make sure she was as educated as possible in order to get away with it, but research takes time. She had stolen plenty of identities after Yoongi so her research didn’t start right away.

Authorities started investigating the string of thefts and Chelsea felt them closing in. She decided to lay low for a while until the heat dies down, but laying low meant losing her main source of income. She became desperate and decided to finally see if she could take her operation overseas just for a few dollars.

Taking Yoongi’s identity was out of the question so she stuck to simply taking his money. She tried to book herself a flight using Yoongi’s card and another stolen identity so it wouldn’t be traced back to her. What she didn’t realize is that Yoongi’s bank had long since been informed of the theft and, because he’s a VIP, they continued to closely monitor his card activity. A transaction coming from an IP address in California was a major red flag.

Unable to get to Yoongi, the attorney on the bank’s legal team detailed everything to Hyeri. She was happy that the thief was caught and will face trial, but she was not happy about why the card was stolen in the first place. She doesn’t know the details of his encounters, she doesn’t want to know, but this situation made her mind wander.

This is someone that was in his hotel room. How many people did he take back to his room? He said it was only blow jobs, but is that truly all it was? Did he kiss her? Did he kiss any of them? He’s always so private, but she was in. his. room.

She has to have a tough conversation with him that she’s been avoiding, and she chose now to finally do it. He’s far from alcohol or any other destructive or otherwise distractive temptations. She needs to talk to him face to face and get answers for the things that have continued to haunt her.

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scarlett- oh god. look im not in the mood. dad already grounded me .so whatever youre going to say is like...it doesnt have to be a thing.

theo- i think it does have to be a thing,scarlett.

scarlett-seriously? i already got lectured by marlee of all people and now i have to listen to the same thing from you?

theo-first of all watch your fucking mouth

scarlett-im telling dad

theo- tell dad. i havent said shit yet. you know scarlett. when your mother told me she was pregnant.couldnt come at a worse time. i met this great dude.even if it was just fucking around . i still felt something there you know. like i knew this was someone i was going to end up with. forever end up with

scarlett- is this going somewhere?

theo- [scoffs] yeah its going somewhere. but you probably dont want to hear it if you cant get something from it right? you cant stream this shit so whatever right?

scarlett-theo.

theo- like i was saying. your mom told me she was pregnant. i still went on the show. still begged dustin to sign up. never ever even told him one thing about you. not for awhile. hell i thought you were going to fuck everything up for me. so i hid it. for a long time. hid you for a long time. even after you were broni just wasnt there. because i felt like if i told dustin? hed immediately piss off . im just some new boyfriend . i wasnt shit. and if i was capable of hiding this from him at the beginning? what would i be capable of in the long run? uh uh dont say shit. just listen. i know there was going to be a bitchy comment out of your mouth just now.

scarlett- [smirks]

theo- anyways. he finds out only because he caught me fighting on the phone with your mom which was typical. and you know what? he couldve fucked right off. we were still new . but he insted that i be more presnet. he insisted his kids meet you. and back then scarlett? when i was younger? i was one hundred percent just focused on me. and what i wanted. i never wouldve given your mom a second thought back then . but dustin..dustin kinda made me slowly realize i was missing out on a lot of things. you being a big one. hell if dustin knew about you sooner? he wouldve been there hwen you were broon. the LEVEL of disrespect youve shown him is unreal. someone like that?

[pr33tylul]

His Seeker

h.p x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, slight swearing

I sat in my bed, biting my nails waiting for harry to get back from detention with snape. I was only panicking due to the fact that I'll be taking my boyfriends place in playing seeker why he's in detention with snape. Again.

I try to calm myself down, closing my eyes trying to slow down my breathing. I open my eyes to hear the door open. I jump off the bed and head straight into his arms. "Missed me that much huh?" Harry smirked, me not answering to his comment he picked me up and layed me on the bed. "Whats bothering you darling" he pushed a bit of hair behind my ear. "Tomorrow, im gonna fail i know i will" I put my hands on my face. Harry waits for me to continue speaking. "They will all hate me, slytherin will win because i couldnt catch the snitch" harry pulls my hands away. "Look at me" he says softly, I look into his emerald eyes cant help but get lost in them. "Your amazing at quidditch my love, you'll catch the snitch. You've caught it before, remember when we played at the burrow? You played seeker, and you're team won no thanks to you. "Harry that wasnt a proper game, this is"  he let's out a sigh, kissing my forehead. "Your a chaser, instead of chasing the quaffle chase the snitch. Trust me baby, you've got this. Now stop panicking, lets get some sleep" I nod as I pull him down for a quick peck on the lips.

●●●●

It was halfway into the game,

no. Snitch. Anywhere.

I start panicking, closing my eyes "come on y/n you"ve got this" I say to myself opening them again the snitch is right infront of me. I chase after it leaping foward and grabbing the snitch with my hand. I hold up the snitch in the air.

"And y/n y/l/n has cought the snitch, GRYFFINDOR WINS!!!" Loads of cheers were heard as I let out a breath.

"PARTY IN THE COMMON ROOM" fred and george shout, hoping off there brooms.

I drop to the floor as ginny does too. "Y/n that was amazing!" She hugged me as I smiled at her. "Honestly, i was shitting myself the whole time i was up there" we both let out a giggle as we walk to the changing rooms.

I walk into the common room, loud music was playing, drinks were handed to eachother. I walk up to ginny talking to her for a bit until turning to the portrait. Harry walked in with a massive smile on his face. His eyes meet mine, both of us having huge grins on our faces. I run into his arms as he picks me up and spins me around. "I knew you could do it!" He smiles. He pulls me into a passionate kiss. I pull back looking at him. "Never again tho" I laugh as I reconnect our lips together.

[bordysbae]

“He’s my ex, we broke up for a reason” for Ethan

i decided to combine these requests! hopefully that’s okay with both of the anons who requested these, i’m so sorry if that’s not what you wanted :)

“m&ms”

ethan edwards x reader

please read this: i do not know much about type 1 diabetes, so if ANY of the info in this story is incorrect, PLEASE let me know so i can fix it to be correct! <3 UPDATE: i changed part of the story (a small small bit, might even go unnoticed to some re-readers) due to some incorrect info on diabetes!

word count: 1.0k

it’s been 2 months since you and ethan broke up, and you’re finally okay enough to start going out again. ethan broke up with you out of nowhere, and it seriously broke you.

for the first month after the breakup you avoided anywhere and anyone that could possibly lead you to even a glance of him, but you’re finally branching out, and going to a party. you’re really only going since majority of your friends, who happen to be ethan’s teammates, wouldn’t stop begging you to come. but you’re actually excited, who cares if you see ethan? it’s time you show him what he missed out on.

“does this shirt make me look like a slut?” your roomate ella asks you. “no not at all, it makes you look really good!” you smile, looking her up and down. “okay good, luca is gonna be there” she smirks. “you and luca need to get together already jesus, i cant keep dealing with having to leave the apartment every time he’s coming over at like 10:30” you roll your eyes playfully. “well, we both know where you used to go when luca came over. speaking of which, is he gonna be there tonight?” ella asks, obviously talking about ethan. “i don’t know and i don’t care. he’s my ex, we broke up for a reason.” “yeah, a reason which you still don’t know of. you guys at least need to talk about it” “yeah yeah whatever” you say as you put your hoop earrings in your ears.

you both arrive at the frat house filled with the smell of cheap cologne, sweat, and alcohol. “hey y/n! i’m glad you made it!” dylan calls out as you shuffle around the already drunk crowd. “hey duker!” “oh hey ella! luca was wondering if you were coming, i last saw him in the kitchen.” “oh shush dylan, don’t tell her that. you’re just boosting her ego even more” you chuckle, earning a soft shove from her. “i’m gonna go find him and maybe grab a drink too, you okay to stay with dylan?” ella asks you, and you nod as an answer before she slips away into the crowd. “so um, is he..”“yeah, he’s here.” dylan says giving you a small pitiful smile. “don’t give me that pity smile dylan, i’m done with all of the pity everyone’s given me these last couple months. i’m over him.” you say. “i know i believe you, but you haven’t seen him since he ended things” “so? what has he changed or something?” “well no..” “exactly dylan, so it’s fine” “you’re right sorry” he says meaningfully, understanding of your attitude. that’s what you loved about dylan, he was the only one who always understood your feelings and never blamed you for distancing yourself from everyone completely. “THERE SHE IS! the myth and the legend!” you hear luke shout as he wraps his arm around your shoulder. “hey luke!” you smile. “cmon i gotta get another white claw, the cooler is outside” he says as he leads you outside, dylan following at your guys’ side.

you greet some of your other friends on the way to the porch, dylan and luke greeting people on the way as well. you get outside and there’s barely anyone there, so you finally get the slightest bit of quiet from the loud blaring music inside. as luke and dylan are trying to find good white claw flavors, out of nowhere your head begins to feel empty, and your hands start to shake slightly. you feel a little dizzy, and grab onto the wall as you begin to feel your legs getting weaker. “y/n? what’s going on?! are you okay? dylan help her up!” luke calls out, as they both rush over to help you stand up straight. “shit, i know what this means, she’s low. go get ethan, he knows exactly what to do!” hearing his name brings you back to reality, “what?! no no no please don’t get ethan!” you cry out. “luke don’t listen to her, go get him!” dylan yells as luke rushes inside to go find your ex-boyfriend.

your head is still spiraling and your now sitting against the wall, as ethan comes rushing outside. “y/n, here eat this!” he says as he shuffles through his pockets. you look at him with a confused face, as he pulls out a small fun-sized bag of m&ms from his wallet, your favorite candy. “ethan why do you-“ “shhh, we can talk about this after you’re stable, eat them.” he says, handing you the bag. after a few minutes, your blood sugar is back to normal and you now realize that it’s just you and ethan outside. ethan sighs and sits down next to you, fiddling with his fingers. after a few moments of silence, you break it. “ethan, why do you still keep m&ms in your wallet?” you ask softly. “just incase you ever need them.” “but i haven’t seen you in two months, there’s no need to keep them there. don’t they get stale?” “i switch them out every few weeks, just incase i ever run into you again” he admits, looking up from his lap and turning his head to you before starting up again, “it became a ritual for me when we were dating, and i just kept it going. i still care about you y/n, so so much.” he sighs.

“why did you break up with me?” you ask, afraid of what he’s going to say. “because i was scared. the draft was coming up and i wasn’t giving you the attention you deserved, so i got scared you’d leave me, so i ended things first. i regretted it more than anything but you shut yourself away, and i knew it wasn’t my place to barge in and beg for you back. but never in those two dreadful months have i not thought about you, y/n.” “i miss you too, e.” you admit. “i miss you so much more” he says, entangling your guys’ hands together. “can i kiss you?” he asks you softly, brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear. “absolutely” you say, as you both lean in.

[ty-bayonet-betteridge]

the simurgh could have been so cool. she could have been so cool and they wasted her

the explanation given for how the simurghs manipulation power works is that shes an extremely powerful telepath and precog and shes able to set people up in such a way that they inevitably take the actions that lead to mass casualties and destruction. shes supposed to be a puppetmaster/chessmaster type. and i have a REAL weakness for those. but she isnt very effective at filling that trope and that makes me SO MAD

the hallmark of good manipulation in fiction is that the character cant tell they're being manipulated but the audience, if they think about it, can. take The Magnus Archives for instance, as a piece of media that plays with this trope heavily. (heavy TMA spoilers through the finale inbound!) when Jonah Magnus causes Jon to initiate the Eyepocalypse, its done in a way that feels like all characters involved are acting in a way that seems to follow naturally from their previous actions. Jonah is creating this ritual in order to gain immortality. Jon sets out to stop him out of guilt for having participated. both of those motivations make sense. its only when you take a step back and consider where those motivations originated that you hit some interesting roadblocks, such as "why does Jon feel so culpable for an event that he was tricked into instigating?" that you can peel back a few layers and discover that large portions of this event were actually arranged by the Web. but the characters are oblivious to this, until it is spelled out.

good manipulation is good from a narrative standpoint because it shows what the character being manipulated is REALLY capable of. it follows logically, and those moments reveal hidden truths about the character being manipulated, allowing us to learn more about them, because the actions they've been manipulated into ARE in character for them.

the Simurgh doesnt do that. her manipulation doesnt set us up to learn anything more about the initial characterization of the individual, because it practically OVERWRITES that individual. i can only think of three major examples of the simurghs manipulation, so pardon if im missing something, but:

she manipulates Cody, aka Perdition, into being slightly more aggressive towards his friends. this causes him to be ousted from their group, which causes him to be acquired by Accord and subsequently sold to the Yàngbǎn. because of their cultish rules and Codys problems with authority, he comes to resent Accord for putting him in this position, and bcomes murderously violent towards him upon seeing him again, leading to him disabling much of the command station in the battle at Delhi, causing unknown extra causalties to Behemoth. while this one is closest to being good manipulation from a narrative standpoint, it still falls short because it doesnt REVEAL anything. Cody being angry, resenting his friends and especially Krouse, and chafing under authority are all evident from his first few appearances. there's no information gained about his character during this exchange, and it prevents him from having anything resembling a character arc. he doesnt get resolution, to find a community where he belongs or to realize hes happy being without one - he gets an interlude where we hear that he Fucking Hates All Of This Shit and then boils over and kills some important people out of personal anger. that's his most important contribution to the story - being angry enough to act like an idiot and validate the bad things that Krouse had been saying about him.

she manipulates Krouse and Noelle into feeling so trapped that they feel they have no choice but to take the Cauldron power vials, leading to Noelle taking the halfdose that gives her her Echidna powers. that by itself is fine. where this one falls off the deep end is in making Echidna a separate force to Noelle's own motivations. Noelle doesnt end up destroying huge swathes of Brockton Bay and indirectly revealing the truth about Cauldron because it made sense for her to do so as a character - she does it because she, as a character, literally gets replaced with a different, more reckless, more destructive character. its lazy and tells us NOTHING, actively LESS THAN NOTHING - to the point where Noelle has less characterization than most of the other Travellers despite having ao much screen time. Echidna is a fine character, but the Simurgh doesnt set up the dominoes for Noelles motivations to BECOME Echidnas motovations - she sets them up for Noelles motivations to be SUBSUMED by Echidnas.

and then there's Mannequin, and this one is EGREGIOUS. do i even have to spell it out? alan gramme is a cool character who gets traumatized, and then wildbow decides that being traumatized makes him so murderously insane that he BECOMES A DIFFERENT PERSON ENTIRELY. not only is that deeply insulting to the traumatized and mentally ill - who are, in my experience, onaverage NOT violently murderous - it also doesnt give us any info on Alan Gramme, the character. Alans motivations are to make the world a better place. Mannequins motivations are... to lash out at people who are making the world a better place? because he feels that he failed in doing so? it doesn't follow logically. a better Alan would have been one who gave up on trying to affect the world, instead retreating fully into himself, or one who decided his previous methods weren't working and instead starts engaging in more extreme methods. mannequin couldve been an ecoterrorist if his arc followed logically from Alan's but instead he decides to start killing his former allies. and THAT is not good manipulation

tl;dr the Simurgh's influence has a tendency to replace the affected character with what is, in all respects, just a Different Character. its lazy writing, because it means that Wildbow doesnt have to think abiut hiw a characters real values and morals get corrupted into causing destruction - he just transplants in new morals and uses the Simurgh to justify it. and its BAD writing, which is a much worse crime than being lazy, because it essentially chops off any chance the character had of having a real arc where we get to see them progress naturally - instead they reach an artificial cutoff point and then their character stops mattering to the story as they become someone else instead.

[blood-teeth]

TMITAWH is 2 years old????!!!!

i cant believe i missed it that sounds so ridiculous to me! in my defense, i was driving for two weeks straight

i don't have anything planned for celebration; i'm so sorry! but i do have some updates!

for those that missed it, tmitawh is now a novel and will no longer be told in an interactive fiction format. this has upset a lot of people. i've lost a lot of followers over this announcement. and i can understand this to some extent, but largely i have to continue to be unapologetic about my choices.

this story is one that has, in every meaning of the phrase, saved my life. writing in this little world has gotten me through some of the darkest times and carried me through to the next day. at some point, IF stopped being a media that was capable of telling the story i wanted to tell.

i'm disheartened by a lot of the anons i've received. some are hateful and unkind. others are upset that they no longer will have the opportunity to pursue Cain or Ezio, and a few mention that they're not interested in reading a lesbian story and will not be reading the book if it ever makes it to publication. i've disregarded the first, but the second cuts the deepest i think.

i have never, ever been shy on this app that i'm a lesbian. i feel as though i've talked endlessly about it. being a lesbian is a huge facet of my identity and being told that, in so many words, a story written for myself, with other queer people in mind, is not for them seems like such a stupid thing to say. like, i didnt write it for you. i wrote it for me. i wrote it for the lesbians who love so violently that they have to hide it away under their clothes, in between their teeth. i wrote it for the lesbians who have been told their love is disgusting, or wrong, or sexy and for a male's pleasure only. i wrote it for the lesbians who are told their love is okay as long as they never show it- as long as they only hold hands at most but never kiss in public. i wrote it for the lesbian who sits in pews and breathes over their hands and wonders if God loves them still.

i'm not sorry to not have written a story catered for you when the whole world is for you. leave me out of your self-absorbed, hateful little orbit.

please know, this blog does not tolerate hatred, bigotry, or harassment in any shape or form. and if you're going to fuck around with me, you sure as hell are going to find out with me.

on a more positive note!

i want to thank you all who have been overwhelmingly positive and supportive of my endeavors!! it means the absolute world to me!! i sometimes hold myself at night and think of all the kind words y'all have sent over these past two years and just sob. never in my life before this could i have imagined sharing my work with people who give a shit and care. it warms me in ways i cannot begin to describe. i love you and i hope you are well as always. my inbox/dms are open ANYTIME if you just want to chat, catch up, rant to me, or tell me about your pet. actually, please tell me about your pet.

Some quick publishing updates:

I'm 20k words out of 90k into draft 2. and i think this is going to be the last draft before i query (?????) i'm really very happy with the muscles and bones of the manuscript. now it's just some meticulous line editing i have to work through.

after this, i'm off to the query trenches. (im scared) if anybody has gone through this process before and has any tips, i'd love to hear them!

here's a little excerpt:

"She grabs hard enough to make sure of her presence, not enough to bruise. Some sick part of the Traveler’s brain says, Yes. Please. More. Press deeper. Press harder. Bruise me. Hurt me. She delights in the heat that blossoms from where the Reverie digs her fingers into skin. Eyes earnest, stubborn disposition to her jaw as the thick muscle there flickers in an implication of anger. “I will find you,” she’s shaping her tongue into a dagger at the Traveler’s throat. “I will find you again, and that is a promise.” The Traveler gasps, tilting her head higher. She blinks and— The Reverie’s mouth is on hers, hot and aching, and the Traveler blinks— Want flavors the Traveler’s tongue, the Reverie’s hands pressed tightly against her collarbone, teeth at her jaw. She blinks and— Is this Before or After?"

i also, stupidly, have officially started a twitter that i want to start working with. i know twitter is dead, but it remains to be very useful for publishing. if you'd like to follow me, im there on @ morganhollow25. i dont know how to use it. im scared to use it. but if you have a twitter maybe follow me there too! i absolutely plan to be on tumblr primarily. i love it here and have grown a tiny home in these webs.

i'll have more updates coming soon regarding FTMTB and other works. thank you all again <3

[yoonyia]

I'm fighting with spirits trying not to murder this book for what they're doing with jane

THIS IS THE ONLY PART OF THE BOOK THAT REALLY MAKES ME ACTIVELY HATE THE BOOK

please

don't do that

I dont mind the idea of giving Jane a human body

hell at this point I think it's necessary and a essential part of the plot

BUT DONT FRAME IT AS WHAT SHE ALWAYS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE

DONT CONPARE HER TO PINOCCHIO

PINOCCHIO WAS MADE IN THE WISH THAT HE WOULD BE A HUMAN CHILD AND WAS GIVEN THE ABILITY TO FUFILL THAT PURPOSE

JANE WAS MADE AS A BRIDGE BETWEEN THE HIVE QUEEN AND ENDER AND DEVELOPED INTO AN ANSIBLE WIDE IDENTITY

SHE WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A HUMAN

SHE WASENT INITIALLY CREATED WITH THE PURPOSE OF BEING A HUMAN

SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BRIDGE SURE BUT TO ASK HER TO GET INTO A HUMAN BODY IS SAYING THAT THE ALIEN PART OF HER IS NONEXISTENT

THAT SHE SHOULD REJECT IT BECAUSE ITS "NOT WHO SHE REALLY IS"

THAT A PART OF WHAT MAKES HER HER ISNT THE FACT THAT SHE IS NOT A HUMAN

THEYRE TREATING THIS SACREFICE AND LAST RESORT LIFE SUPPORT AS ITS THE CORRECT THING THAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED

SHE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO MIMIC AND YEARN FOR THE PERFECT REPLICANT OF HUMANITY

WHAT SHES DOING RIGHT NOW SHOULD BE TREATED AS WHAT WE FEEL WHEN WE WANT TO LEAVE OUR MORTAL FLESH SUITS AND BE UPLOADED INTO THE INTERNET SO WE LIVE FORVER

THIS IS LITTERALLY JUST THAT

BUT DO WE LOOK AT THE DIGITAL COPIES AND THINK "this is how we should have been always"

DO YOU HEAR HOW INSANE THAT SOUNDS????

"we should have been 1s and 0s this entire time and I don't know why we waited until my body was litterally unusable and my human life was dead to find a way to sustain it, this was how I should have been since birth!"

LIKE

wait

fuck

no, I can see people saying that

OK LIKE ITS SAYING TO AN AMPUTEE THAT THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN BORN WITHOUT THEIR LEG

THAT SOMEHOW HAVING A LEG MADE THEM LESS OF A PERSON

AND THAT THEY SHOULD HAVE CHOPPED IT OFF SOONER

EVEN WHEN IT WAS HEALTHY AND PERFECTLY USABLE

THAT WITH A LEG THEY WERE UNFINISHED

I MEAN I DONT PERSONALLY HAVE A MISSING LEG BUT I FEEL LIKE ITS PRETTY SAFE TO SAY THAT A MAJORITY OF AMPUTEES WOULD PREFER TO HAVE THEIR LIMB AGAIN IF IT DIDNT CAUSE THEM PAIN OR RISK THEIR LIVES

AND EVEN IF THEY THINK THAT THE AMPUTATION IMPROVED THEIR LIVES IN WAYS UNRELATED TO PAIN I DONT THINK THEY WOULD EVER SAY THAT HAVING A FULL INTACT LIMB MADE THEM ANY LESS MEANINGFUL???

LIKE JANE IS STILL AS MEANINGFUL AND IMPORTANT AS WHEN SHE WAS A PHILTONIC ENTITY, BUT THAT DOSENT MEAN THAT SHE WAS LESS WHOLE BECAUSE SHE WAS ONE????

IS THAT NOT A THING PEOPLE UNDERSTAND?

I'm sorry this got convoluted I'm just really upset

the parallels between miro getting his magical recovery from his disability and then having to help someone who also basically got all her limbs, eyes and senses chopped off would have been such a nice thing to watch? I MEAN LIKE HONESTLY REJOICE THAT SHE DIDNT DIE

BUT TREAT IT WITH THE SAME MOURNING SOMEONE FEELS WHEN THEY ARE PARALYZED?

LIKE IM NOT MAD OTHER PEOPLE ARE HAPPIER ABOUT JANE BEING HUMAN, THAT MAKES SENSE BECAUSE TO THEM JANE WAS JUST A HUMAN ON SCREEN IN SOME AMOUNT OF DISTANCE AWAY

but to jane she just lost everything???????

SHE DIED

SHE DIED AND GOT A LITTLE BIT OF HER AUTONOMY BACK

ITS EXHILARATING AND NEW AND BRIGHT BUT THAT DOSENT MEAN SHE DIDNT LOSE SOMETHING???

ok maybe comparing it to a disability is too much of a human perspective on it (even tho the book insists she is human FOR FUCKS SAKES I CANT BE HAPPY)

let's say to her the human body is better because it is so new and so wonderful and so much simpler and easier and lighter and mobile and has all of these new things she can do like sweat and laugh and cry and shit and move

because for a disability you're losing several functions and gaining proportionally little and that's not exactly what's happening to Jane (I personally think a human body does less things compared to all digital material and activity between half a trillion people at any given time BUT THATS PROBABLY BECAUSE IVE BEEN LIVING IN A HUMAN BODY SO LONG I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT IT TAKES TO BE ALIVE, I DONT KNOW)

then treat it like it's that

make her struggle with EVERYTHING

give us more internal dialog of EVERYTHING being new

make it more full of awe and a new discovery and not a long lost longing finally fulfilled

DONT TREAT IT LIKE SHES FINALLY COMPLETE NOW

PLEASE

SHE IS NOT A HUMAN

NOT A HOMO SAPIEN I TELL YOU

I think I might have said something bad in this ramble and if so please correct me I'm not very versed in the nuances of disability and being human and aliens.

I just wanted to express my anger at the writing

I'm sorry for screaming

[softrozene]

Miss Me

peppercet asked: Josiah Trelawny getting his face cleaned up by reader when he comes to the camp after that one mission where he gets kidnapped by bounty hunters? Subtle fluff?? They’re not in a relationship, but it’s just a really tender moment 🥺🥺🥺 I’m in love with Josiah rn I cant get enough of him!! Thank you :} 💕💕💕 

rdr2 masterlist

I am in a soft mood right now so I do hope I made it the right amount of fluff! I hope you like it Hon!

Originally published on September 17, 2020

Josiah Trelawny x Reader (Gender Neutral/Nonbinary)

Warnings: fluff, hints of past violence from that mission

Words: ~900

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You felt a little bit worried. Only a little. Or that is what you kept telling yourself. It must have been obvious because Miss Grimshaw finally came over with that stern look on her face that she usually gives one of her girls.

“Standing around diddle-daddling is not going to make those fools come back faster. I know you are worried about them but do not neglect your chores,” She says.

You nod your head and Miss Grimshaw gives you a reassuring smile before walking off. You huff at the worrying thoughts that come back as you settle on helping Mr. Pearson out (and making sure Sadie does not murder him). Your mind stays focused on the man you are worrying about. Arthur and Charles should have been back with him now and every moment longer the more your nerves feel like they are on fire.

The said man is Josiah Trelawny- A rather mischievous yet elegant man (in your opinion). He has been nothing but kind to you so of course, you are worrying for him like crazy. Your relationship is a bit of an odd one as you are close but not that close to the man who always leaves. You enjoy each other’s company and you always loved to hear about his own adventures away from the gang.

He probably enjoyed the pure kindness radiating off of you as you soaked up his every word and not once gave him shit for leaving as the others do. Or that is what you at least like to imagine he thinks. You have not spoken about how he feels towards you but since he always makes sure to visit with a souvenir you assumed he at least has a good opinion about you.

As you chop up some vegetables and ignore Mr. Pearson and Sadie slowly getting louder, you take notice of Abigail standing up rather fast beside the fire camp and you realize why. Charles has brought back a badly beaten up Josiah. Your heart feels like it stops upon seeing blood and you nearly cut off your finger as you hastily put the knife down.

You feel for your gun as you rush over to them. Charles leans the battered man by a tree near the horses per his request. He smiles upon seeing your worried expression and lazily lifts his hand.

“It does not feel as bad as it looks. I promise,” Josiah says with a chuckle, but he ends up coughing and the pained emotion crosses his face.

What a terrible liar despite being one of the best. You and Charles quickly gather supplies to clean him up as he explains what has happened that led up to this. Your eyes widen and your blood feels like it boils at the thought of stupid bounty hunters roughing up the gentle man.

“Thank you, Charles. Next time you see Arthur tell him I am grateful that you both saved Josiah’s life,” You say sincerely prompting the man to nod his head and pat your back as you take the supplies from him.

You hurry back to Josiah who sounds like he is wheezing, and you huff at him. You quickly dunk the rag you got into the small bucket of water and begin to gently wipe away at the blood and dirt on his face. He says nothing as he examines your worried face and your eyes fall upon seeing the bruises that were hiding underneath the dirt.

“Nothing but only time can heal I’m afraid. I said before it is not too bad,” Josiah states trying to cheer you up.

It does not work as you reach for a new rag and douse it a bit with alcohol. He flinches when the stinging arises from you touching him with it before he actually laughs. It leaves you dumbfounded.

“Nothing is funny about this. I was genuinely worried about you!” You mumble as you keep a gentle touch while wiping at the open wounds.

You will not be able to wrap them so you deem them done, all he needs to do is make sure they stay clean. You stay sitting beside Josiah and he nods his head acknowledging your words.

“I meant no offense when I laughed. I just realized you really are the only person who would miss me if I left for good… I- Thank you (Name), for always welcoming me back with open arms and genuine kindness. You have no idea what it means for a foolish man like me,” He mumbles as he reaches for your hand.

Sleep is calling for him and you smile as you squeeze his hand. You whisper, “Of course, Josiah. I would miss you like crazy. Where else would I get my favorite magician stories?”

He laughs at that and lets his eyes close. “Yes. I best get some rest so I can bring you some more glorious tales fit for royalty to hear,” Josiah mumbles.

He feels safe with someone as kind and loving as you. Out of everyone here you are the one who would hold no doubts about him. Unlike Arthur and Charles who were out to find him in case he would sell out the gang but he would never even think of it- The lot of you he finds entertaining but you and your genuine nature hold a special place in his heart.

[puhpandas]

Take Me Home 1, 2

(2440 words)

Cassie becomes aware of the world around her slowly.

At first, all she can make out are muffled voices, one achingly familiar and right in front of her.

She wants to reach out to it, she feels like she needs to, but she can't do much of anything.

The others are all unrecognizable, and all she hears is muffled commotion, something like... like... she can't put her finger on it. She can barely think at all.

She can't find the strength in herself to move, but at some point, she feels something touching her arms, then her shoulders, then lifting her up to set her down on something soft, and when it jostles her arm, her eyelids finally stop feeling like they're welded shut as she let's out a sharp gasp.

"--assie!" The voices all become clear so suddenly; like she broke through water. "Cassie, you're okay! Oh my god."

Cassie can feel herself shaking and gasping and, her eyes are only able to open to slits as she takes in the image in front of her. A woman she doesn't recognize is typing away at one of the same portable security stations Cassie had used, and a certain animatronic is fighting the thing that Cassie ran from.

Hang on, Freddy Fazbear?

The poor guy looks like a patchwork quilt; casing different sizes and some pieces missing alltogether, with his colors and paint wonky and messy, but his signature lightning bolt and face paint flows in the dark, and it's some of the only light in the room.

Her head lolls, and she can barely find the strength to move, or even think, when she finally realizes shes laying on something soft, and not the cold, dirty, ancient linoleum tile.

"Its okay, Cassie." The voice says again, the one she'd felt the need to follow, to focus on, and she tries to look through squinted eyes at the source.

She realizes she's laying in someone's lap, and she can only acknowledge the color blue when a hand rakes through her hair as assurances are murmured her way, and she's just so comfortable that she can't find it in her to fight it, so she just succumbs, and let's her eyes slip closed.

"Damn it!" Cassie can hear the woman yell. "Gregory, I need you here!"

Cassies eyes re-open to slits when she feels herself being shifted, but she can't quite understand what's going on yet.

"Shit." The same soft, painfully familiar voice says above her, and something bothers her, like an itch she can't scratch. "Okay. I'll be right back, Cassie. Just sit tight."

Shes suddenly laying on the ice cold, filthy floor, and she cant help but make a noise in protest.

The voice does not respond with its comfort again. Instead, with her steadily growing awareness, she can hear the pitter patter of footsteps.

Its greatly difficult to open her eyes, theres some kind of buzzing in her head and an almost lag or stutter to her very thoughts, but she tries hard, really hard to force them open.

Her eyes focus in on the scene just in time to see a gray and red blur tackling the figure in front of her.

The same voice that had brought her comfort cries out, and he and the blur both land on the ground after sliding.

Cassie is suddenly very, very aware of what's happening.

"You!"" Roxy howls, pinning Gregory down by his arms and letting her teeth get very close to his face. "Don't touch her, brat! I won't allow you! Not after what you did!"

"Gregory!" Freddy yells, momentarily distracted from his battle with that thing, and it gets the jump on him, landing a worrisome blow.

Freddy staggers, but he recovers quickly, and it isnt long before he's back on top of the thing and pushing it towards the hole it crawled out of.

Freddy growls ferociously, sudden strength overwhelming the thing he's battling as it gets harder for it to fight back.

"Vanessa!" He yells to the woman Cassie still doesn't recognize.

"Shit!" Vanessa curses, leaving her station. "Hold on, Gregory!"

Suddenly, Cassies mind catches back up fully, and she tries not to let it reel too much as she scrambles off the floor, ignoring her twinging arm and leg.

"Wait, wait! Roxy don't hurt him!" She shrieks, falling to the ground after her leg gives in on her, and tears pool in her eyes, not only from the burning, scorching pain in her leg, but from Roxys sharp, broken, dangerous endoskeleton claws held high above Gregory, ready to strike.

Roxys ears wiggle, and she's distracted just long enough for Gregory to send a kick straight to her chest, that somehow sends her flying off of him.

Gregory is quick to scramble to his feet, hovering by Vanessa and taking over the computer they're at when she steps aside.

Roxy growls ferociously as she claws at the ground, scrambling to find surface.

"Brat!" She shrieks, voice box warbling and cutting out from the sheer volume and intensity. "How dare you!"

"Roxy!" Cassie yells, army crawling over to the shattered wolf and putting a soft, comforting hand on her cold endoskeleton forearm. "Roxy, please, calm down! It's okay!"

Roxy finally gets to her feet, and at Cassies voice, doesn't move again, just shifts to stay at her side, ears wiggling and she tries to understand what's going on in the room.

Cassie hears a sound next to her, a resounding beep that echoes across the room, and she can see Freddy finally shove the thing back in the dark, slimy hole it came from, and dig his claws in the metal of the door to slam it closed.

"How much longer?!" Freddy asks, and the thing starts banging on the door, leaving dents in the other side.

"Almost..." Gregory says, typing at the speed of light, and suddenly, with a flash, he pushes one finger into a button on the keyboard, and something latches on the other side of the metal door. A cement mixer Cassie never noticed was next to it begins spinning, and gray liquid begins filling it up from the tubes plugged into vats, and cement starts piling onto the door.

Freddy moves out of the way as wet cement buries the door under a thick layer, and everyone is silent when the thing's banging can't be heard anymore, and the cement mixer powers off.

She's still holding onto Roxy, and Roxy to her as well, and next to her, when she finally snaps out of it, she can hear Gregory and the woman panting next to her.

Everything only becomes apparent when the danger is over.

She suddenly becomes aware of the still wet tear tracks on her face, and it all comes swinging back at full force.

Roxy twitches when Cassie makes a noise, but Cassie isnt looking at her; shes looking just a bit past her, and to the left.

Gregory and the woman look over at her, but they only really seem to really see her when she starts crying.

Gregory looks right back at her, and it's like time slows down.

The room feels so still; like the very air has shifted and settled to let Cassie focus purely on this moment, only on Gregory.

She catches his eyes, amber colored (rare, he always said.).

And everything else falls away.

"Gregory," She sobs, and she tries to move, to get up, but her body is so sore, and she can feel herself trembling, and her leg burns and pulses with pain and shes pretty sure its broken along with her arm that she cant put pressure on.

"Cassie..." Gregory says, just as disbelieving as Cassie, and Cassie cant help but sob out a wet laugh, and let a grin split on her face when Gregory smiles at her.

He makes up for her lack of moveability and takes one step, then another, and it's not long before hes close, close enough to reach out to.

But something on her other side shifts, and she had forgotten Roxy was still there, and that her hand was still clasped firmly around her arm.

Gregory's stopped in his tracks by Roxy rising menacingly, and Gregory finally tears his eyes away from Cassie, looking wearily at Roxy.

"If you think I'm letting you anywhere near her after what you did..." Roxy growls, fingers twitching as she readies her claws. "You're mistaken."

And suddenly, Cassie remembers all about what Roxys so upset about.

"It's not your fault. I know you did it for me. To save me. But... we can't risk being followed."

"I'm sorry."

Her stomach feeling like it was doing flips. Her head being slammed into the ceiling of the elevator as it plummeted to the ground. Everything spinning. Her hearing something crack when she was thrown to the floor when it finally landed before everything going dark.

Gregory's brows furrow from where hes standing, and Cassie can't help the deep, agonizing, hurt inside of her when his words echo inside of her head.

"W-what I did...?" Gregory mutters, confused. "Is this about your eyes? Listen, Roxy, I--"

"It should be, but it isn't." Roxy snarls. "You just cant stop hurting people, can you? Gregory."

Gregory's eyes flash with hurt from where hes standing, and Cassie can't help but feel like something isnt adding up.

"I-I dont understand..." He says, brows furrowed.

Roxy growls, as if she can't believe his audacity.

"The elevator, brat!" She yells. "You dropped her! All to save your own skin. Just like everything else you've done."

Gregory looks more confused than hurt, and then, his eyes widen.

"The elevator..." He mutters. "That-- Damn it! The Mimic must have-- fuck." He rubs at his eyes with his hands.

Cassie frowns. "Gregory?"

He whips up at her voice, and he looks a whole new level of concerned.

"Cassie." He says simply, and side-steps Roxy when Cassie reaches out to him.

Roxy whips around. "Gregory--!"

"Roxy!" Cassie interrupts, never tearing her eyes away from Gregory. "Its okay. I promise."

Roxy pauses at that, and with a warbling grumble, un-tenses her springs, and backs off.

"Roxy," Cassie can hear a robotic voice say, emotion lacing its tone, but Cassie isn't focused on anything but the person in front of her.

She's finally able to reach him, and he wastes no time joining her on the floor, and letting her wrap his arms around her.

She cries when he hugs back just as desperately, and she sucks in shuddering breaths, clinging onto his blue jacket.

"Cassie," Gregory says, voice soft but rough at the same time and exactly how she'd remembered it, and she just cries harder. "I didn't cut the elevator. I would--" He huffs. "I would never do that to you. It was The Mimic."

Cassie sniffs, and is just so overwhelmed with relief that Gregory didnt cut her off, leaving her to be trapped, and almost forgets to respond. "T-The Mimic?"

"That thing that's down here." He explains, and Cassie wants to break away so she can see his face, but she doesn't want to leave the cocoon of warmth and comfort yet. "But... we sealed it back up. Turned all the security back on. Its stuck again. For good."

Cassie is barely listening, just squeezing her eyes shut and burrying her face into Gregory's shoulder.

"I missed you." She says shakily. "You were gone for so long. I-I thought you--"

Gregory shushes her, but his own voice sounds choked up.

"I know." And she can feel him trembling against her as much as she is against him. "I-I missed you, too. So much."

"Um," Another voice says, a female one, and Cassie recognizes it as that Vanessa lady. "I don't mean to interrupt this moment, but we should probably get out of here."

Suddenly Cassie is thrown back into awareness, and she notices the freezing, biting cold sinking into her joints from being on the floor and the aching, pulsating pain from her left arm and leg.

Gregory finally pulls away, and Cassie is almost sent back into another crying fit when she sees his face. The same face shed missed so intensely.

She has more to say to him, so much more, but right now, all she wants is to go home.

"You're right, we gotta go." He agrees. "Its not totally safe here. Theres still danger out to get us."

Cassie tries not to let herself get too scared over that, shes so tired, but Gregory smiles a reassuring smile, and it works on her probably too well.

"Freddy?" Gregory asks the bear, who's been off to the side with Roxy for a while now. "Can you..."

Freddy nods, and goes to help Cassie, but Roxy beats him to it, and scoops her up ever so gently, holding her close and somehow just in the right position to not impale her on her broken casing or jostle her limbs.

"I've got her." Roxy says, and she sounds way less angry than before, just determined. "Let's get out of here."

Roxy strodes past Gregory and totally not very pointedly ignores him, but Gregory doesn't comment, just nods, and the Vanessa girl packs up that portable computer thing (were they all hers?) and follows behind them.

They all line up by the elevator, but low and behold, its sitting broken, crumpled, and totally, undoubtedly, unusable.

"What are we going to do?" Cassie asks, furrowed brows looking at the broken down elevator, and she looks away when she sees a bit of red on the inside. Her injuries twinge without her permission. "How are we gonna get out?"

"Dont worry." The Vanessa woman says. "We'll get out using the tunnels. They lead right up to the basement, and then we'll go from there."

Cassie want to ask about what tunnels? but shes exhausted, and her body hurts, and she feels safe for the first time (no, second time. First time was when Gregory was holding her.) all night.

So she just mumbles an agreement, and let's herself get comfortable in Roxys arms.

Going up the tunnels takes forever, and Cassie is left coughing up dust and dirt by the time they get to the surface, and her eyelids are already fluttering when they're not even at the second basement level yet.

"Rest." Gregory tells her. "You can count on us to get you out safe, I promise."

She nods, fully believing Gregorys words, and she only let's herself fall asleep when Roxy tightens her hold around her and Gregory let's her take his hand with her good arm.

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