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#I’m still obsessed with it 😭

brakingpoint · 23 days

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the race track cake straight out of the women’s weekly book…. are you truly an aussie born in the 80s-00s if you didn’t have one of those bad boys for at least one birthday growing up

#the fact that i recognised it on sight as well….#you can tell i’m only half australian bc i read that book obsessively but never got one of the cakes to my recollection 😭#my mum still brought it to england when she emigrated though. priorities #oscar piastri

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mattodore · 2 months

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OC Questionnaire with Matthias

Name: Matthias Saint Evanoff.

Nickname: N/A.

Gender: Male, he/him.

Star sign: Aries sun, libra moon, scorpio rising.

Height: 193cm or 6’3”.

Sexual orientation: Homosexual.

Nationality/Ethnicity: Polish, born in America.

Favorite fruit: Plums.

Favorite season: Summer.

Favorite flower: Brassavola and Brassocattleya.

Favorite scent: Sea salt.

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Coffee.

Average hours of sleep: 1-3 hours, if he sleeps at all.

Dogs or cats: Neither. Matthias isn’t a fan of pets. He has a cat, though. Her name is Odious.

Dream trip: Anywhere with Theo.

Number of blankets: Matthias sleeps in silk sheets and nothing else. He’s a temperamental sleeper and gets warm and feels constricted too easily.

Random fact: When he’s alone he frequently talks to himself in Polish. He also talks to the flowers in his garden and Theo while he sleeps.

tagged by @bunmou in this <3 i feel like i’ve already said so much about my ocs at this point that most of this is common knowledge but nevertheless i will still be talking about it lmao. will go ahead and tag @wldestluv-rs, @omgkayplays, @fizzytoo, @rottengurlz, @void-imp, and @birdietrait <3

#good morning definitely meant to post this right after the proper edit i made last night but fell asleep 😭😭😭#river dipping #oc extras #matthias evanoff #echthroi #ts4 #i feel like i always do theo when given free pick in these tag games so i’m switching it up with matthias #should maybe have done one of the lykos ocs instead but 🤷#dropping matthias’s big three here 😁#aries with a scorpio rising like PLEASEEEEE pick a struggle #also libra moon <3 like yeah of course he’s obsessed with theo #think it’s funny that matthias’s height has technically changed but he’s still 6’3’’#cm > inches #have i talked about why his middle name is saint………?#it’s his mother’s maiden name #esther saint -> estera evanoff #ALSOOOOO ‼️‼️‼️ if you’ve done this already my bad i’m getting to this tag a little late 😔

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mci-writing · 6 months

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Warmth (Midoriya Izuku x Reader)

Warnings: Obsessiveness (near the end), implied major character death, reanimated corpse (it’s Deku), necromancy, Deku is the equivalent of Frankenstein’s monster kinda, a little ooc, mentions of pain, descriptions of skin burning (not exactly but yeah idk how to explain it)

Kofi

Viridian irises glance over the form laid before them, a longing sigh passing through chapped lips and landing on deaf ears. Fingers, cold to the touch and tinted blue from lack of flowing blood and oxygen, slide across the small expanse of exposed (s/t) skin, the thumb stopping just under a closed left eye and softly, lovingly, tenderly rubbing the area. It leaves the warmest goosebumps, so warm it should ache, dulling once the contact is distanced.

Whispers of ‘patience’ sound through the air, chilling down to the bone and causing him to pull away out of instinct. The reactions of those around him tell him that they aren’t really there, but he can’t help his response after being told such for so long. For so achingly long.

“Deku-kun,” He feels himself straighten at the voice beside him, a hand setting itself at the small of his back. The thumb rubs small, circles in an attempt to soothe his worrying, “If you keep tugging at your lip like that, you’ll rip it off.”

He becomes self-aware of his habit after his companion points it out, cheeks warming as he quickly lets it go. He wets his lips with his tongue after, teeth grazing over the bottom one as they pop out. He’s unable to stop the awkward chuckle that follows or the way his eyes flit from those around him to the body on the table.

“I’m sure (L/n)-San wouldn’t mind reattaching it once they wake, Uraraka-San,” Todoroki stands near the door, his eyes never straining from beyond the frame as he speaks to them. It’s hard to miss his tense demeanor from where they’re placed, one of his fangs pointing past his lips.

Izuku feels himself sweat at that, a wobbly smile forming on his face as he brings his full attention back to the other members of their group. The best he can manage out is a small “T-Thanks, Todoroki-San” as his hand connects with (Y/n)’s and laces his fingers through theirs.

Silence fills the room again after that. Midoriya can hear his heart racing and feel (Y/n)’s faint pulse. They pump in tandem together, like always. Yet, it does nothing to ease his fears. He knows that spell they cast was powerful, but they’ve been out for a few days now. The only reassurances he’s received of them still being alive was the small noises they’d make as they rested, the way their hand tightly holds his each time he holds it, and the addictive burn he receives with each touch to their skin.

The book of necromancy did say that some spells would be harder to cast for users with less experience, but Midoriya didn’t realize that translated to needing to rest for so long to regain the little strength of power (Y/n) knew how to use. He would’ve tried harder to suggest something else for their escape.

“Oi, Deku!” The rough voice of his childhood friend wakes him from his thoughts, his thumb and forefinger making themselves known on his lips as they tightly squeeze from the small jump he makes. He’s being side-eyed by shades of crimson, but not many would catch the soft worry behind them, “Me n Shitty Hair’s got the ship waiting at the dock. Cargo truck’s outside.”

Emerald eyes meet the fiery shades, an understanding spoken between them that only their little bubble could process. Without a beat, Bakugou comes forward and lifts the end of the slab they're laying across and Todoroki is quick to grab the other end. They load it into the cargo truck's trunk, careful to ensure they're strapped down in the back before Todoroki hops out. Midoriya watches on, eyes longing for the warmth he’s just lost.

~~~~~

The car only holds four people, debatably three if you wanted to argue whether or not Midoriya could still be counted as human in his current form. He was undead, that much he could confirm from the way his body had been stitched together and the ice cold feeling of his skin when he wasn’t within a certain proximity of (Y/n). He was something like Frankenstein, but the context seemed less science fiction and more fantasy. He had no clue why he had been brought back to life, just that he had been. (Y/n) and Kacchan always avoided the question when he’d ask how he’d died.

That’s another thing, it’s always the three of them. Even now, only Kacchan and (Y/n) were going to board the boat with him. Kirishima was only here to take them there and back.

His gaze pans away from the passing scenery outside to the body pressed against his. His cheeks warm as bright a red as they possibly can at the proximity, yet he can’t force himself to move away from the burning sensation of their skin touching. It hurts in the nicest way possible, making him feel way more alive than he thought possible. It’s why he thought he had just woken from a long sleep instead of immediately thinking he’d come back to life, the warmth too comforting for him to question anything at the time. Both of his companions joked about it being out of character for him.

He takes in the low rise of their chest and the serene look of their face. It’s one of the very few times he hasn’t seen them worried out of their mind since being brought back to life. He’s tried not to keep count of their smiles, one of his favorite aspects about them. If with their lips held in a neutral shape, he’s fighting the urge to kiss them until they swell.

He feels himself warm more at the repeated thought of laying a kiss on their unconscious form. He should be ashamed, but he’s been wanting to be intimate with them for a while now. It’s gotten so bad he gets a little jealous when he catches them and Kacchan away from him, whispering between themselves in a bubble of their own that he feels he won’t fit in.

That thought sours his feelings a little, especially when he knows he could never take them from Kacchan and he could never take Kacchan from them. The idea of them moving forward without him, leaving him out, and further pushing him away from the picture he'd perfectly fit in before his current state, gives him a deep pit feeling in his chest that he doesn't enjoy dwelling on for too long.

But right here… Right now…? He could just give them a quick peck and pretend it didn’t happen. No one would know… Unless they woke up from it or something…

He weighs his options, emerald eyes measuring and tracing the outlines of your lips. He has vivid memories of the one time he managed to get a kiss from them, in the dead of night when the only witnesses aside from themselves were the twinkling constellations. He doesn't remember how long ago it was, but he can perfectly picture the sight of them shyly smiling, their face warm, and (e/c) eyes dilated like a super moon. Their lips fit perfectly against his, slated and locked like they were meant to be attached for eternity, and delectably soft like fresh baked goods straight from the oven. He'd press his lips against them as much as he possibly could, suffocate against them even.

The cons would be them waking and beating the shit out of him... Or Kacchan catching him and beating the shit out of him...

Midoriya leans forward, hand burning as he cups their cheek. He rubs his thumb against their skin as his lips finally meet theirs again. It feels like home, his lips feverishly sucking against the plump flesh like he'll never be able to do so again.

He pulls away once he realizes he's being too greedy, too desperate. He sucks in a deep breath, the butterflies rising to his chest as his heart pounds against his ribcage. He can feel the warm honeydew in his cheeks, worsening when his eyes dart up and meet a certain pair of crimson ones. They stare at one another for a moment, but Midoriya can't read what Bakugou is thinking at all. Bakugou sends him a small smile, or something close to it. His lips quirk upward on one side before he turns back to the road. Kirishima is talking about something, but he's obviously not paying attention.

"'Zuku?" The soft call of his name has him looking down, meeting the dazed stare of (Y/n). They're still relatively exhausted from their overuse of magic, a bit of light missing from their pupils. They press their cheek into his hand, the bags under their eyes heavy, "Are we... heading there?"

"We're going to the dock right now, (Y/n). Kacchan's in the front seat and Kirishima's driving us there," Midoriya informs them, voice low as to not cause them any discomfort. He knows they typically suffer from headaches after too much use of their necromancy abilities, "I'm sure you should be able to rest a bit longer-"

"No, no," They begin to sit up, getting a grip on his shoulder and using it to push themselves up. They let go and force themselves to sit up on their knees, getting in a position where they can easily look out the window, "I have to check that... we're not... Not being..."

Their voice trails off as they grab their head, another splintering headache racking their body from the sudden movement. Midoriya is quick to grab hold of them, leaning their body against his. Gravity lays them back across his lap, their face pressing into the fabric of his shirt while they close their eyes. Out of instinct, he presses his fingers against the nape of their neck, slowly sliding them upwards to press at various spots in the back of their head.

"No one's following us, (Y/n). We made sure of that..." He murmurs, pushing their hair out of their eyes. His hand eases down the side of their face, fingers hooking under their chin and pushing it up so they can see him better, "Get your rest."

"Izuku...," They stare at him for a moment, different emotions flashing through their (e/c) eyes. One of their hands reaches up for his cheek, the flesh feeling as if it'll catch on fire at any moment. They pull away too quickly for his liking, the same stricken look reaching their eyes like every other time they touch him and they're reminded of their afflictions. He's heard them apologize to him in the late hours before.

With little thought, he grabs their hand and presses it back to his flesh. He feels just a little closer to being human again at the touch. He nuzzles into their hold, keeping eye contact with them and watching the confliction beyond their irises. He doesn't care about the way his body screams to flinch away from the heat, pressing more into it as opposed to as opposed to running from it. He tightens his hold when he feels them try to tug away from him.

“Izuku, stop. You’re hurting yourself-,”

"No, it's okay," He responds too quickly, leaning into their touch. He presses his ear to their chest, listening to the steady beating of their heart and the movement of their breathing in their chest. The heat isn't as excruciating, simmering to an addictive warmth adjacent to bodies entangled in a hug. It crawls over his skin and wraps around him like a blanket, "Everything is okay..."

He never wants to leave from (Y/n)'s hold, (Y/n)'s warmth, ever again. He doesn't know how he could ever live without it, especially not now when the cold is even colder than before...

#midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku #this is based on a Horikoshi sketch from a year or so ago and a WEBTOON I was obsessed with at the time #there’s some Bakugou x reader and bakudeku x reader if you squint #original draft had them very poly coded and it might still be there whoops #also slight Yandere!Deku at the end whoops #erm here’s your Halloween special for the year 👉🏾👈🏾#I will hopefully be back shortly with another piece ✌🏾#I mean it bc I have a few requests I actually like that I’m working on and a big fic that’s been years in the making #the big fic probs won’t get any notes tho 🫣#tumblr did not like this one 😭😭😭 she wouldn’t save it was crazy #thought my thing was too long but it’s only 4 pages on Google docs so #shawty was tripping #yes I did listen to Frankenstein the musical while I wrote this wdym

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earthssprout · 3 months

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pops up again after nearly a month of silence

I’ve been thinking about finally giving Ari’s orphanage a name … so what does everyone think of ‘ Willowmere ’ ? 🥺🌷🌱

#( ❀ | ooc )#( stumbled across it in one of my Anne books & now I’m literally obsessed 😭#& ofc my little one & her temporary home was one of the first things that came to mind!#such inspiration 🌷#but hello hello again friends ☺️ I’m still around! promise! )

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baiuzennsenn · 7 months

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Charlie overtook George at Turn 2…The Buzzin’ Corner. It’s a pity that through both official live and fan cam I didn’t find Seb standing there at the time when the overtake happened. But I think maybe at least Charles used to pass by when Seb was standing at the Buzzin’ corner…(How I wish I can find one photo or video of it🥲)

What if Seb was there waving his bee flags at Turn 2 when Charlie passed by and did the overtake…😭 Feels like a scene from one of my favorite Japanese movies, 「(ハル)」. The boy and the girl waved to each other when the boy was on a Shinkansen (bullet train) and the girl drove to a location where she could see the train passing by in nearly 200 km/h (close to the speed to take a f1 car into the Turn 2 I think?).

#japanese gp 2023 #charles leclerc #sebastian vettel #sebchal #buzzin’ corner #forget that I’m just imagining 😭#it’s Monday I’m still obsessed with every crumb I got from that Suzuka weekend omg

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litrallytyrus · 9 months

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look i literally don’t go here but i peeked into the hsmtmts tag and you’re telling me ricky showed up to visit ej at his college? isn’t that a direct parallel to troy coming to see gabriella at stanford?

i’ve never even seen any of the high school musical movies but man that just speaks even more to the caswen tragedy ….. they have a fucking romcom set up every time they’re interacting with parallels to a canon couple and then disney still wants to slip in the ‘brother’ word ……… it’s like they’re making fun of us at this point

#also obsessed with the fact that u don’t go here and yet have stuff to say about caswen 😭#thank u for supporting the cause 🙏🤝😇#while i’m here and on the topic it’s so interesting for ricky to be the only one interacting with ej this season .#unless i missed something which i could have since i was skipping around #but like . why not gina . or ASH . orrrrrr ….. idk anybody?#but it was ricky ……..#shows some sort of development #but not the development we really deserved #the only way any of this is justifiable (to me) is if ricky and ej meet a couple years into college (somehow) and hit it off #and get together then #caswen endgame can still win ☺️🤝#these tags got carried away oops #cute asks #anon asks #caswen #ricky bowen #ej caswell #hsmtmts

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uptheredslfc · 9 months

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People who are comparing ødegaard’s experience in Madrid with Jude’s are so unserious🤦‍♀️Martin joined them when he was just a little 15 year old kid whose football career is just starting, and also who just moved away from his country, of course he wasn’t gonna find it easy to bond with the team when it consisted of ronaldo and almost everyone who’s cr7’s age in the first team, Jude joined them when there are many younger guys, when he’s more known in the world of football, in his 20’s, after gaining confidence in football, after proving himself, and even after playing in the World Cup. Of course their experiences are gonna be different, it’s not about your babe Jude being a more outgoing person or about Ø being “shy” and “reserved”

(All this and not considering the fact that Jude literally already was friends with some guys on the team lmao)

#the Jude obsessed girls are getting out of hand #I love Jude but his fan girls are becoming something else #worse than mount fans after the euros😭#martin ødegaard #maybe I got mad at that because I’m an ødda girl but still make some sense

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gio-cosmo · 2 months

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I’ve finally finished P3R!

So now of course I must write paragraphs abt how much I loved it. Spoilers below the cut!

I can say without any hesitation or doubt that P3R is by far the best game I’ve ever played in my life.

They truly did such a wonderful job with remaking this game, so much so that it really makes me look forward to the possibility of more persona-remakes in the future. I’m so thankful that they stayed true to the original story, but improved where it was necessary. I’m blown away by every detail they put into this game, and how they managed to make even the menu screens absolutely beautiful.

I’ve always tended to get a bit sappy/emotional about games I really like, but I genuinely do believe that the persona franchise, specifically p3 and p4, have changed me as a person. They’ve effected me emotionally, and helped me navigate the meaning of my own life. I got invested within the persona franchise at a very young age (I think I was in the 5th grade lmfao 😭), and it was the first game series I really fell in love with — and that was only through watching playthroughs on YouTube at the time. Looking back on it, I think that it’s what really sparked my passion for video games, and also game development in general.

I started getting back into the persona franchise about 1 and a half, maybeeee 2 years ago, and being able to reconnect with the games and fall in love with them all over again has been such a crazy cool experience. Playing P3R after playing the original p3 was such a joy, and I can confidently say it emotionally impacted me just as much as the original did, if not more.

It’s not often I feel the urge to replay a game right after I finish it, usually I have to give it a break for a bit, but I’ve already started my New Game+ run of P3R and I’m not feeling even remotely burnt out, which I think is another example of how much I absolutely adore this game.

AAANYWAYS if you’ve read this far hi!! Rambling and getting overly emotional about video games is my one and only talent fr so thanks for listening 🫶

#please tell me I’m not the only one who cried and sobbed at the ending lmfaoo 😭#literally like. full on sobbing. tears streaming down my face and everything 💀#actually felt exhausted afterward fr. crying should be considered a workout idc #anyways WOOO I love this game sm yayyy #I still get teary eyed every time I watch the opening animation 😭 LISTENNN #When I say this game raised me I really mean it bc 5th grade me was OBSESSED #5th grade me also should have had more internet restrictions clearly…..#persona 3 #persona 3 reload #p3 #I do wish we could’ve had a Strega fight w all three of them though #but I’m letting it slide bc the whole takaya & jin shifting and coordinating attacks thing was cool as hell #love them #strega my dearest #strega…save me strega…strega save me…#this is about to become a strega fanblog I’m being so fr #ALSOOO tell me why Junpei is one of the most relatable characters ever bc my god some of his lines hit me like a truck #now that I’m reading over this there’s really not even spoilers #but the tags certainly do!#so I’m leaving it as a precaution #anyways. as someone who constantly thinks about morality and the balance between life and death in general #it’s really no surprise this game has had such a big impact on me haha

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goldenhypen · 11 months

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uh so the sunghoon drabble is not so drabble-y anymore,,, uh perhaps this will be the longest sunghoon fic i’ve ever written ?? i say that as though i’ve written long sunghoon fics before sjsnsj nOPE NEVER it’s not done yet but it already easily passed my longest sunghoon fic you’ve never written any hoon fics close to long before em wdym 😭 sksjsj

#drabble writer things 😔💔#k but i rlly love the storyline omg 😭#exes to lovers is my new fav trope i think 🥹🫶🏻#i’m actually obsessed #k i’m going to sleep now and i’ll try to get some more words in tomorrow and get this thing posted soon 🫶🏻#will keep you updated 🫶🏻#why am i still awake tho omg 😭#the way i can only get inspiration at the times i should be sleeping 😭😭🤌🏻#ok gn you guys talk to you tomorrow <3 #em speaks

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