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eccentricwritingbaby · 6 months

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baby, incoming!

carlos sainz x fem!singer!reader

summary - you and carlos have been married for over a year now and you’ve gone MIA. what could be the reason? new music or a new beginning? maybe both?

fc - emrata

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“and you’re sure you’ll be alright while i’m gone, mi amor?” carlos asks you for what feels like the hundredth time as he is packing up his suitcase. you sigh, walking out of your shared closet and placing another one of his clean ferrari polos into the suitcase and then heading to take a seat on the bed next to his luggage.

“quierdo, soy perfecto. i am pregnant, not dying. now please stop worrying about me while your parents as well as mine stay down the street. i am not alone, mi amor, and you are my first call if anything happens,” carlos listens carefully as he forgets about packing momentarily to come stand between your legs that were dangling off the bed, you reach out as he moves closer to hold both of his hands in yours in order for him to receive the message fully, “porfa, i will be fine just like i have been before,”

carlos gives a quick squeeze to your hands and a brief kiss on your forehead as he soaks in the words he was just told, “yo sé, cariño. i just hate missing everything and leaving you while you need me,” the guilty, solemn look on his face is enough for you to quickly stand, remove his hands from yours and wrap your arms tight around him.

he reciprocates the hug quickly with his hands finding your waist with a firm grip, “mi amor you've been there for me constantly and will be there for our baby once they come; besides me being stuck at home will finally give me an excuse to finish out my album so you have no reason to feel guilty,” you slowly loosen your grip in order to look into his warm, inviting eyes yet his hands never leave your waist.

he gives you a short kiss and then begins to speak up once more, “i just wish we could announce you’re pregnant already so that i could be with you, i hate being apart already and this just makes it harder,” he leans his forehead on yours as his hands disappear from your waist in order to lightly begin caressing your small yet prominent bump, “i know, my love, but my manager would kill me if she could not find a way to make one short announcement work in my albums favor, even if it means capitalizing on my baby,” you say with a short laugh.

carlos just smiles on with you by saying, “welcome to hollywood,” there is then a small kiss, a finished packing job, a sad goodbye and then a long plane ride for carlos as he arrives for the mexico grand prix.

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you had already received a text from carlos telling you that he landed and was heading to his hotel and then the paddock and he would call you later.

something about his words earlier had been sticking with you all day in the back of your head, ‘i hate being apart already and this just makes it harder’.

you and carlos had known each other before the fame with your parents being friends and the both of you have dated throughout it. you rarely were apart as you would go to almost all his races and travel with him and in turn during his breaks you would tour and he would tag right along. it had always worked beautifully since the flexibility of your job allowed you to work from ultimately anywhere, therefore why not spend it following and being with the love of your life? the distance from carlos was difficult, not even remotely from distrust or anything negative, just the simplicity of missing out.

you made a fast but firm decision and began to pack a bag. you gave a quick call to your mother in law informing her of your plan and letting her know you’d be by soon to drop off the dogs and then she began to insist she even drive you to the airport.

she has always loved you like a daughter for as long as you and carlos have been together claiming ‘she is just so good for him, no sé’.

then there is a quick flight, a large hoodie thrown on, and a pregnant y/n waiting right outside carlos’ hotel door.

your hand is brought up and with a sharp knock you stand still simply waiting. carlos takes a minute to open the door and as he does his eyes immediately light up, “y/n!” he makes haste to pull you into his room and into his arms immediately, “qué haces aquí?”

“ay! you’re asking me what i’m doing here instead of a long i love you my beautiful wife thank you for coming,” you mock and joke as he continues to rock you back and forth in his hold.

“lo siento, amor, gracias para coming all this way,” he leans back to look into your eyes while one of his hands finds its way to your bump,

“i was just confused because everyone is going to see, no?” he continues. you nod and begin to laugh while saying, “to be completely honest, carlos, i dont give a fuck. my fans will either buy my album or won't, it doesn't depend on our child. and i for sure am not going to miss out on seeing you race or rob you from any papi/baby time just for a stupid album,” he listens to you speak while his eyes begin to glisten over with happiness, “y/n, i’m so happy porfa can we post now so that i can take you out to a nice dinner and we can actually be people again,” he finishes off his sentence with a laugh.

you just simply smile, nod and give him his answer in a long-awaited passionate kiss. “gracias dios,” he whispers against your lips with a small sigh as you just let out a giggle.

you were a bit nervous before but now after being with carlos and seeing his relief you know you made the right decision.

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allfryam · 4 months

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weight gain drive story

Shane had always coasted through life on his good looks. He was a popular football player in high school, and he somehow avoided the freshman 15 in college. His life was perfect until his girlfriend of 3 years, Ashley, broke up with him out of nowhere. It broke Shane. He didn’t come out of his room for a week, and he spent most of his days crying in bed.

but Shane quickly recovered and hopped back into his normal life. He wasn’t one to just leave a relationship though. He had to make Ashley jealous. He started going to the gym every single day. He always thought he was a little skinny and wished he was bigger. He was talking about it on the phone with one of his buddies when a strange man overheard him. “You tryna get big?” The strange man said. “Uhhh… yeah?” Shane replied. “Take this. You’ll be bigger in no time.” He tossed a small bottle to Shane and walked away. Shane examined the bottle. “GET BIGGER EVERY DAY!” Shane was skeptical, but he reluctantly drank the liquid and tossed the bottle.

Shane took note of his starting weight. 155 pounds. He looked at himself in the mirror. “Hopefully this junk works.” He said to himself. the next morning, Shane rushed to the bathroom to weigh himself. 156 pounds. That shit only made him gain a pound. What a waste. He went about his week like normal until 4 days later. He checked his weight to see 160 pounds. Huh. A pound a day? That was a lot faster that he normally gained weight. He looked at himself in the mirror to see his midsection growing ever so slightly. There was just a thin layer of softness that was beginning to cover his abs. Shane didn’t notice however. He saw his arms getting slightly wider and he was ecstatic. He was finally starting to gain some real muscle.

a week had passed, and Shane was still gaining exactly one pound a day. He was up 13 pounds from his starting weight, and his friends started to notice. “Yo. Lay off the ice cream, tubby” his friend mark commented. Shane looked down to see that his gym shirt didn’t quite cover his belly all the way. There was a small but noticeable layer of pudge peeking out of his shirt. His face got red and he tugged his shirt down. “Maybe I should stick to the weight im at now.” He thought to himself. But the weight kept coming. Exactly one pound a day. 169. 170. 171. 172. It kept climbing. Shane was starting to get worried. How long would this spell last? Would he continue to gain weight forever? Shane was frightened, but looking in the mirror, he had never looked stronger.

after the first month, Shane was up 30 pounds. He hit 185 in no time. Sweatpants were all that fit over his round butt, and he wore hoodies to try and conceal his growing belly. That didn’t really help though. Mark was constantly making fun of his friend’s weight gain and poking Shane’s belly. Shane would even try to stop eating for a day, but the weight still climbed. Shane was ready to give up. What’s the point of eating healthy if you’re going to gain weight anyway? Shane decided to treat himself by eating whatever he wanted from now on.

after two months, Shane was ahead of schedule. He was supposed to be up 60 pounds, but when he stepped on the scale, he was up 70! He was still gaining a pound a day, but all of the pizza and ice cream he was eating was also making him even fatter. Shane almost didn’t recognize himself anymore. He had a double chin, his pecs began to melt and get saggy, his toned arms grew larger and softer. But his stomach was the worst of all. It was like having a beach ball under your shirt at all times. Not even his baggiest hoodies could contain the mass of his gut.

after 100 days, Shane was up 139 pounds. He almost hit 300! He was at 294. The spell seemed like it finally wore off, but what had Shane done to himself. His belly was huge! It hung over his tight pants and bursted through the buttons on his shirts. Shane’s entire body jiggled with each step, and he was constantly out of breath. But his arms were huge. He looked like he could lift a truck with his pinky. Shane decided the belly was a sacrifice he was willing to make to keep these bear arms.

thank you to everyone who participated in the weight gain drive! I had a lot of fun making it and I hope you have fun reading it. I may do more like this in the future so stay tuned. I hope everyone has a merry Christmas!

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starsandhughes · 11 months

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Penalty Box Series— Cruel Weather (Part One)

requests: “I was wondering if you’d maybe do something about sissy getting seriously hurt (like a landing in the hospital kind of bad?) I honestly just really want to see all the boys protective and worried about her” and “Hi!!! Im absolutely in love with the penalty box series, and i was wondering if we could get a small blurb with sissy getting injured? ik you did a thing depicting how the boys would react, and im intrigued to see how that would play out:)”

requests based off this ask: how the boys would react to sissy getting hurt

warnings: major car accident, crying, surgery, broken bones, coma, mentions of God, mentions of medication, swearing

word count: 5.1k

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p.s. we go big or go home in this series, so be careful what you wish for ;)

p.s.s i did look things up in medical articles for this so it’s as accurate as i understood.

part one — part two — part three — part four

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SEPTEMBER 2021

It was storming.

Well, storming might be too kind of a word for what mother nature was throwing at you tonight. It was the most aggressive torrential downpour you’ve ever seen, let alone driven in.

It wasn’t raining that hard when you got into the car to pick up Trevor and Jamie from the gym, because Trevor’s car was in the shop, and the weather radar said the storm wasn’t due to hit until later that night. You tried to stay as calm and collected as you could while driving. You were gripping the wheel to keep your car from fishtailing and you were attentive to everything around you. Not every driver on the road was being as careful as you.

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Trevor was pacing the foyer of the gym, constantly checking his girlfriend’s location on the big life 360 circle, which wasn’t refreshing and said that she hadn’t left home.

“She said she left twenty minutes ago!”

“It’s raining, Z,” Jamie tried to be reasonable, although he was worried, too. “She’s probably driving slow.”

“No, it was raining twenty minutes ago. It’s World War three out there right now!” Trevor yelled.

“Maybe she pulled over because she got scared?” Jamie offered a reasonable explanation.

“She would’ve called,” Trevor dismissed him.

“She could’ve called Quinn.”

Trevor stopped in his tracks and turned to face his best friend.

“You don’t know Quinn that well, but he would’ve had her at least text me. And I would’ve been the next person she called if he didn’t-“

Trevor was cut off by his phone ringing.

“Thank fuck,” he said relieved. His expression quickly changed, however.

“What?” Jamie asked, now joining on the concerned out of his mind train.

“It’s a hospital,” Trevor said. The color was drained from his face. “Hello?”

Jamie didn’t think it was possible, but Trevor got even more ghost white at whatever the person on the other end of the phone was saying. All he knows is that his best friend’s knees gave out and he had to catch him to ease him up against the wall on the ground.

“Z?! Trevor, what did the hospital say?!” Jamie kept tapping Trevor’s cheek to get him to respond, but he was too out of it. “Z, I need you to work with me here. Hey! Hey, look at me!”

“She’s…”

“She’s what, Trevor? Y/N?” Trevor nodded. “Is she okay?”

It was Jamie’s turn to turn white when he shook his head. Jamie was not only scared at the uncertainty of the condition Y/N was in, but at his best friend’s reaction. He knew that Y/N and Trevor were each other’s worlds, but he’d never seen Trevor like this. It was unnerving.

Jamie turned to look outside and saw that the storm was letting up, so he took the opportunity to call Fowler to pick them up. While he was waiting for Fowler to arrive, he took Trevor’s phone so that he could call Jack.

“What’s up, Z?” Jack answered.

“Jack! It’s Jamie. I don’t know how to say this, so I’m just going to spill it out.”

“What’s wrong? Is Z okay?”

“Um… It’s not Z that I’m the most worried about. He got a call from the hospital. I guess Y/N got into an accident, but he basically fainted and all I know is that he shook his head when I asked if she was okay,” Jamie spewed out.

He heard something drop and break over the phone, followed by someone’s shouts asking “what happened?”

“Jack?”

“I’ll call everyone else and get on a plane. Keep me updated. Can you give Trevor the phone?” Jack asked, his voice sounding like a drill sergeant. Jamie put the phone on speaker because he didn’t really know how catatonic Trevor was right now. “Okay, he’s here.”

“Trevor? Listen to me, okay? Sissy’s going to need you. I know you’re terrified right now, and I know you’re thinking of ways to blame yourself. She doesn’t need that. She needs her boyfriend to be with her. She needs you. I’m going to call everyone, so don’t worry about that. Take your time. Let Jamie help. But the second she opens her eyes, I need you to be strong for her if none of us are there, okay?”

Jamie waited for Trevor’s reaction, “He’s nodding.”

“I need more than that, Z,” Jack said.

“O- okay,” Trevor forced himself to speak, but it came out very shaky.

Shortly after Jack hung up, Cam arrived. He came running, semi knowing the severity of the situation. He took one look at his teammate on the ground and knelt down in front of him.

“Have you ever seen him like this?” Cam asked.

“Never,” Jamie answered.

“Alright, I’m going to pull my car to the front and then we’ll get him in the car.”

It took both guys to get Trevor on his feet and into the backseat of the car to drive to the hospital, and he remained silent the entire drive there.

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Jack dropped his glass the second Jamie said “Y/N” and “accident” in the same sentence. He completely ignored his roommate’s questions. After hanging up with Jamie and Trevor, he had to make some not ideal phone calls. So he started with the hardest one. Quinn didn’t answer, instead sending him a text saying that he was busy and asked if he could call him back later. When Jack told him it was an emergency, his phone immediately rang.

“What’s wrong?” Quinn asked urgently.

“You might want to sit down,” Jack said.

“Jack, I’m at the gym with Petey, there’s not an ideal place to sit down!”

“Trust me, Q.”

“Alright, hold on.”

Jack waited while Quinn told Petey he was going to the locker room and made his way there.

“You’re not dying, are you?” his brother asked, worry coating his voice.

“No, it’s not me, um… Sissy got in an accident. I don’t how bad it is, but Trevor is basically catatonic right now,” Jack said, getting choked up at the end.

There was a long silence. All Jack could hear was Quinn’s breathing getting unsteady.

“Tell me she’s with you right now and decided to play a sick joke,” Quinn said.

“Quinn…”

“TELL ME YOU’RE JOKING, JACK!”

“I’m not,” Jack said shakily. His big brother losing it on the phone was enough for him to snap out of his take charge mode and finally start crying. “And I really wish I was.”

Quinn gulped, also trying to keep it together, “Do you want me to meet you in Anaheim, or do you want me to come get you?” Quinn asked.

“Anaheim is closer-“

“I will sit on a plane for an extra two hours if you need me to. I’ll call everyone else if you need me to. I’ll-“

“Go to her,” Jack cut him off. “Let me handle everything else. She needs you.”

“She needs you, too, Jacky,” Quinn said softly.

“Go to her. I’ll see you there.”

The rest of the phone calls to Luke, Cole, Alex, and his parents were just as hard. Just like Quinn offered to come get him, he offered to come get his little brother. And just like he did, Luke told him to go to Sissy. Alex was closest, so he would be there first. Quinn would likely be next, since he has the shortest flight time depending on when he could get on a plane. The rest of his family would likely beat him there due to the slightly quicker flight time. The race to Sissy for Cole and Jack would depend on who catches a place first. Whatever the case, Jack would be one of the last people there. And the thought of that made him sick.

———

When they arrived at the hospital, Cam insisted on coming in to support his teammates and Y/N.

“Jimmy, you’re forgetting every member of this team loves Y/N. I’ll take care of talking to Dallas to tell him you two won’t be at training camp for at least tomorrow. But I’m not leaving right now,” Cam said firmly.

Jamie nodded and they both got Trevor, who was still scarily out of it, out of the car and into the hospital. Cam sat down with Trevor in the waiting room while Jamie went to talk to a nurse running the desk.

“Hi, how may I help you?” she asked him.

“Uh… My name is Jamie Drysdale. My friend over there is the emergency contact for Y/N Y/L/N and I’m assuming her accident was bad because he’s really out of it and hasn’t spoken and I was hoping to get some information for him?” Jamie told her.

“And what’s his name?”

“Trevor Zegras.”

“Alright. It says here that she’s currently in surgery, so a doctor will be out when there’s any news,” she explained to him.

“What’s the surgery for?” Jamie asked urgently.

“I’m sorry, sir. I can’t discuss that information with you.”

“Can you tell it to her emergency contact?”

Jamie went to get Trevor when the nurse told him yes. He’s pretty sure the only reason he got Trevor’s attention was when he said his girlfriend’s name.

“Can I see some ID?” the nurse asked him.

Jamie dug out Trevor’s wallet from his back pocket and handed the nurse his drivers license. Trevor still wasn’t speaking, so they both just stood there expectantly.

“The impact from the other driver crushed the left side of her car. The damage was enough to require surgery to fix the comminuted fractures she endured in the accident.”

“So what does mean?” Jamie asked shakily.

“She had many breaks and fractures in many of the same bones in her leg, so the surgery is to implant internal fixtures,” the nurse explained. “Based off her chart, this is likely the first of a few surgeries.”

“O-okay. Thank you,” Jamie managed to get out.

The news was anything but helpful for Trevor. If anything, it made him worse. He was walking shaky again and it was even worse than when he originally got the phone call. Cam staying ended up being a good thing, because he rushed over to help Trevor back into a seat.

“How bad?” he asked.

“She’s in the first of who knows how many surgeries,” Jamie whispered to him.

All there was to do was wait. And wait. And wait.

Jamie didn’t know how much time had passed when Alex burst through the front doors to the hospital, desperately looking back and forth for his friends. Jamie raised his hand up to signal to him and he rushed over.

“How is she?” Alex asked him immediately.

Jamie got up and took him over to the other side of the waiting room to give Alex the quick run down on both Y/N’s condition and Trevor’s reaction.

“Has he ever done this?” Jamie asked him.

“No,” Alex shook his head. “I’ve never seen him not speaking. Even when he’d get upset. Even when things with Y/N got rough. He’s never been like this.”

“What did you do when things got rough with Y/N?”

“Got him drunk,” Alex tried to laugh.

“I don't think that'll work in this situation,” Jamie sighed.

“No,” Alex sighed, too. “It won’t.”

Alex became the bridge between everyone else’s flight times and updates on their arrivals and them. Most won’t arrive until late that night just because of flight schedules, but miraculously everyone managed to find a flight today. Everyone except Quinn, who couldn’t find a flight until five in the morning.

Two hours later was when a doctor finally came out. He informed the group that the first surgery was a success and that she should be waking up within an hour. Cam took this as his cue to leave so that the people closest to her would be all that was there.

It wasn’t a pretty sight when Trevor, Jamie, Alex, and the doctor, Dr. Walsh, stepped into Y/N’s hospital room. Most of the damage was to the left side of her body. Her left leg was wrapped and elevated in a sling, and her left shoulder was equally wrapped and propped on a large piece that almost looked like foam right next to her. Add all the wires and tubes attached to her, and she looked one step away from withering away.

“What was the surgery on?” Alex asked.

“It was to fix a series of comminuted fractures in her knee as well as her tibia. A cast cannot be applied until the swelling has gone down, so it’ll be held in traction for the next few days.”

“And the other surgeries she needs?” Jamie added on.

“It will just be one. She needs a total shoulder replacement to fix the damage that the crushing of her car door did.”

“Anything else?” Trevor finally spoke. Jamie and Alex whipped their heads to their friend that sat himself in the chair next to his girlfriend’s bed side.

“Besides the visible cuts and bruises, she has a severe concussion,” Dr. Walsh said.

“And you put her under anesthesia?” Jamie asked, shocked.

“We used a different kind of anesthesia that is perfectly safe for patients with a concussion. She’s completely healthy besides the injuries from her accident, so we aren’t expecting any complications.”

“Expecting?” Trevor asked.

“There’s always a chance for complications, but as of right now, we don’t believe she’ll experience any of them. She’s heavily sedated with pain medication, so she might not stay awake for long periods of time when she does wake up, but everything else should be perfectly normal.”

Trevor nodded and Jamie shook the doctor’s hand as he left the room.

“And now we wait,” he sighed, pulling up a seat next to Trevor. Alex grabbed a chair and pulled it up to her most injured side.

“We should’ve just driven her car to the gym,” Trevor said, refusing to look anywhere but his hands holding Y/N’s uninjured hand. “We knew it was going to rain, and we made her drive out in a storm, which scared the shit out of her, to get us.”

“Z, we didn’t know it would hit early,” Jamie tried to comfort his friend.

“But we knew it was coming! I should’ve called us an uber the second it started to rain early. She shouldn’t have been driving!”

“Trevor,” it was Alex’s turn to try. “She wouldn’t have driven in the rain if she thought it was unsafe or if she was having trouble with anxiety. You know that. She would’ve pulled over the second it got to the point where she couldn’t drive anymore and called you. This accident wasn’t her fault. She could’ve gotten into the same accident on a sunny afternoon. You can’t drop everything every time there’s a chance of rain. This isn’t on you.”

Trevor ran his hand through his hair and kept his other holding Y/N’s. His leg was bouncing a mile per minute and his breaths were sharp, but steady.

“Can I have a minute?” he asked, his voice cracking. Jamie and Alex said nothing, both only patting Trevor on the shoulder as they went into the hallway.

“The world shouldn’t be this cruel to you,” Trevor said. He was alone and finally allowed himself to cry. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I lost you. I was- I don’t know. I blacked out for a while. And I shouldn’t have. I shouldn’t have had to rely on Jamie to even get here, and I think Fowler was involved, too. I remember Jack telling me I need to be here for you, and I am, but I’m not myself without you. And for most of tonight, I thought I’d have to learn how to be someone without you. I never want to know that man.”

Trevor started to cry even harder and couldn’t get any more words out. He laid his head down on the thin mattress, keeping his hand in yours. Jamie and Alex came back in when they heard his sobs. Jamie bent down and put his arm around his best friend, who did nothing but lean against him for support.

“She’ll be okay,” Jamie said low. “She has to be.”

An hour passed and Y/N had yet to wake up. She was heavily sedated, so the doctors weren’t worried yet.

Then another hour passed. And another. It was past nine. Her surgery started almost six hours ago, and ended about four hours ago. And she hadn’t woken up yet. Not for even a second.

The doctors finally decided Y/N’s lack of waking up from the anesthesia was cause for concern. All three boys were kicked out and sent back to the waiting room while they ran tests on her.

“I gotta call Quinn,” Trevor said and walked outside. He slid down against the brick wall outside and took a moment to breathe. His entire world was inside the hospital. And something was wrong. And he didn’t know what.

“Hello?” Quinn answered urgently. Trevor immediately let out a sob when he answered. He had to tell his girlfriend’s best friend her condition while he was over a thousand miles away.

“Trevor, what’s wrong?!”

“Something’s wrong,” Trevor choked out.

“What? What’s wrong, Z, spill it out!”

“They don’t know yet. She was supposed to wake up within an hour after surgery and she hasn’t yet. It’s been over four now,” Trevor told him slowly.

“Fuck!” Quinn yelled. A thud and the sound of something getting knocked over followed. “I should be there! If there was a fucking flight before tomorrow morning, I would’ve already been there!”

Trevor remained silently crying while Quinn paced back and forth. After a minute, Trevor heard Quinn’s voice again. Only he wasn’t speaking. He was crying. Trevor just sat against the wall and listened while he cried, too. Because that’s all they could do for each other right now.

By the grace of the universe, the Hughes parents plus Luke arrived. The three of them rushed over to Trevor, expecting the worst.

“What happened?! Is Sissy okay?!” Luke sputtered out. He didn’t give Trevor a chance to respond before he started speaking again. “Trevor!”

“She hasn’t—“ Trevor got too choked up. Ellen sat down next to him and put her arm around him. “She hasn’t what?”

“She hasn’t woken up yet. They’re running tests to see what’s wrong,” Trevor finally got out.

They stayed outside for a bit, Ellen taking Trevor’s phone to speak to her oldest son to try and help him calm down.

Jamie came out to get Trevor to inform him that the tests are done but the doctors won’t speak to him directly because he’s not an emergency contact, and was happily (as much as he could be) surprised at the arrival of Jim, Ellen, and Luke. He had only met them once, but greeted them with hugs anyway. He pulled Trevor up, and Luke pulled up his mom, and the five of them made their way back into the hospital so that they could talk to a doctor.

Ellen explained that they were Y/N’s family, so the doctor could finally talk to people that weren’t just Trevor. Which was good, because it was already taking a toll on him.

The update was anything but good. It was quite possibly one of the worst possible outcomes that didn’t involve dying.

“What we hoped was just delayed emergence from the anesthesia, was actually Y/N slipping into a coma. It’s not very common, but we have concluded that the cause was from her reaction to the drug mixture from the anesthesia and her antidepressants. The serotoninergic agents in her medication didn’t react normally. It’s rare, but not an abnormality. Now that we know the cause, we can begin treatment to help her awake from the coma,” Dr. Walsh informed the group.

Trevor’s knees began to give out again, and Alex and Jamie were the only reasons he didn’t completely fall to the floor. They helped him into a chair and a nurse that saw it happen quickly brought him some water.

While Jim and Ellen continued to talk with Dr. Walsh, Luke went back outside. He couldn’t take it. There were so many emotions pent up in him, and he didn’t know how to deal with it. He never had to. When Alex came out to find him, he was sitting just like Trevor was, trying not to sob.

“Hey,” Alex said as he slid down the wall beside him.

“Back in Sissy and Jack’s freshman year before the move, she twisted her ankle at the outdoor rink. She was crying and in pain and we weren’t sure if she had broken her ankle yet. She didn’t fall hard, so looking back we should’ve known, but I was a kid. I was scared.

“The second we got her off the ice, I gripped onto her hand. And suddenly she was trying to hold it together and play it off that it didn’t hurt that bad when it clearly did. Quinn was fussing over her and asking her why she was pretending to be okay. All it took was one look from her for Quinn to know it was because of me. He told Jack to take me away, but she refused. She told him that if I needed her to hold my hand, she wasn’t going to let go until I was okay. She knew I was scared. I’m terrified right now and she—“ Luke’s own cries cut him off, which seemed to be a common theme for everybody.

“I can hold your hand,” Alex tried to joke. Luke breathed out a laugh, “I’ll be okay.”

“Come on,” Alex said while getting up. “You can still hold her hand. Her right arm is free from all wraps and slings and everything else. You just have to be the strong one this time.”

———

When Trevor stumbled into Y/N’s room, he wasn’t expecting her to have a tube down her throat. He was expecting her to look just as he last saw her.

“Wh- what?” Trevor stammered. He rushed over the side of the bed to get a closer look. at her. Her chest rose with the pumping of the machine.

“Dr. Walsh said the coma has affected her ability to breathe on her own,” Ellen said as she walked in. “They had to intubate her.”

Trevor sat down in his chair and held Y/N’s hand in both of his. He brought it up to his lips and softly kissed each knuckle. He closed his eyes, still holding her hand to his face, and allowed silent tears to fall.

“Is she gonna die?” he squeaked, opening his eyes to look at Ellen.

Ellen pursed her lips, “The doctors say that with the new treatment plan, everything should work out and she’ll be awake in a couple of days.”

“They also said she’d be up within the hour. Now it’s six hours later and she can’t breathe on her own,” Trevor scoffed bitterly. The relief of bitterness only lasted for a moment. Luke came in and Trevor suddenly felt the need to step up for him. His brothers weren’t here, and his sister was in a coma. Luke gasped at the sight and slowly made his way to the end of her bed, placing his hands on the rail of the foot of the bed.

“You can sit here,” Trevor said softly as he got up.

“No, it’s okay. She’s your-“

“She’s your sister,” Trevor cut him off, speaking firmly.

Luke nodded and slowly made his way to the chair Trevor was just residing in. He sat down and tentatively took Y/N’s hand, careful not to touch the new IV implanted into her arm.

“Do you need a minute?” Trevor asked. He began to leave quietly with Ellen when Luke nodded. “Oh, by the way; Jack texted. His and Cole’s flights landed around the same time, so they’ll be here soon.”

“Thanks,” Luke croaked out while putting his elbows on the bed and brought his sister’s hand to his face.

“Fuck, Sissy,” Luke sighed. “Why is it always you? I know you say you’d rather be the one in pain instead of any one of us, but God gave you a decade’s worth of our pain in one accident.”

Luke was full on crying now.

“I can’t lose you. When I saw Trevor crying outside, I thought you died. I thought some stranger took you away from me. From us. And I-“

Luke couldn’t go on. His sobs were too harsh. Jack, finally arriving, rushed into the hospital room and pulled up a chair next to his younger brother and pulled him into his side for a hug.

“Turc told me I needed to be strong, but I can’t. I can’t be the strong one and I thought I lost her and I can’t lose her! I can’t lose Sissy, Jack. That’s not an option! And if she doesn’t wake up…”

“Hey, none of that,” Jack said, rubbing his hand up and down his brother’s back. “She’s one of the strongest people I know. She can be stubborn, but she knows when to ask for help. I’ll be there to help her, you’ll be there to help her, mom, dad, Quinn, Trevor, and everyone else that dropped everything and got here as fast as they could will be there to help. Nico already said he’ll visit soon. If you’ve told Duker, he’ll probably come, too. Sissy is so loved, and she knows it. She’s not gonna quit on us. She’s got a lot more tormenting left in her.”

Luke huffed out a sad attempt at a laugh and pulled away from his brother. He stood up and motioned for Jack to take his chair, “Your turn, Jacky.”

Jack smiled and thanked Luke before replacing his brother with himself in the chair closest to Y/N.

“I hate this. We all do. But the season will start soon, and I’ll have to go back to Jersey, which means I can’t be with you every step of the way. I’ll have to go back to a constant state of worrying about you. So if you could wake up within the next ten days, that would be doing me a huge solid, you know?”

Jack was trying to joke, hoping that you could hear him, but the tears became too much. He was trying to be the person holding everyone together. He was trying to take Sissy’s roll. But no one was okay enough to play her role for him.

Trevor knocked on the door and Jack motioned for him to come in, “How’s it going? You hanging on?”

“I’m trying,” Trevor answered honestly. “The Doctors are getting sick of us, by the way. At eleven they want us all gone now that she’s settled. One of us can stay the night, though.”

“You staying?”

“I assumed so. Quinn’s not here,” Trevor said. “Come on, Jamie wants a minute with her before he has to go. Everyone’s staying at our house.”

“Is Jamie cooking everyone breakfast?” Jack teased, once again searching for a way to lighten things.

“For your sake, I hope not,” Trevor lightly smiled back as they threw an arm around one another and made their way out of the room.

Jamie was quick to replace them, only having a few minutes before eleven.

“I don’t know if you can hear me, or if there’s some astral projection of you somewhere in this room like the movies, but I just want you to know that I’m here and that I love you. So many people dropped everything to be here, but if they couldn’t, I’d still be here. And I’ll be there for you every second once you’re released and we will figure something out once the season starts for everyone,” Jame took her hand in his, “We love you. Every single one of us. All of us have teammates texting us asking how you’re doing. You’re so loved by every person you meet. You don’t deserve this. You are the last person on Earth who deserves this. And I know you’ll say that you’re glad it was just you in the car and that you hadn’t picked me and Z up yet, but we aren’t. But none of us were going to be thankful for the same ending. Then you’d guilt trip us into agreeing to your face, but we all know we don’t agree. I’d rather have you cuddled unreasonably close to me and Z over a terrifying almost than facing this… cruel reality.”

Jamie stopped talking and let himself attempt to find comfort in the steady beep of the machine monitoring Y/N’s heartbeat. It was steady; it was in sync with the pumping of oxygen into her frail body.

“It’s not fair,” Jamie squeaked out through tears.

Everything came crashing down at once for Jamie. He had been holding it together for Trevor for so long; he didn’t get a chance to properly feel anything. Sobs wracked his body as he put his head down on the bed and gripped her hand tightly. Trevor heard him and came rushing in. He stood next to the chair and wrapped his arms around his best friend, a sight no one thought they’d ever see.

“She was coming to get us,” Jamie cried. Trevor hugged him tighter, “I know… I know.”

They stayed like this for as long as they could before Jim popped in and informed them that they had to go. Trevor promised to call them if anything as little as a blink happened, and that was finally enough to get Jamie to willingly leave.

Sleep was not coming easy for Trevor. He knew it was highly unlikely that his girlfriend would wake up, the doctors said it might take a few days for the delayed emergence to end and that she was so sedated from pain medication that it would take a while, but he couldn’t help but have hope.

“You’d probably scold me for not being able to sleep,” Trevor huffed a laugh. “I can practically hear you using my full name and physically shoving my body onto the bed and doing a full dramatic show of tucking me in.”

Trevor pulled up a comfier chair that was brought in and propped his legs up on another chair to attempt to get comfortable.

“Goodnight, sweet girl,” Trevor said as he kissed Y/N’s forehead. “I’ll be right here if you need me. I love you, forever.”

#penalty box series #penalty box series: imagines #trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras angst #jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale imagine #jack hughes #jack hughes imagine #quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes angst #luke hughes #luke hughes imagine #alex turcotte #cole caufield #hockey imagine

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tan1shere · 2 months

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Could you write a Young Miko story where she notices the reader is being distant. And when she asks it’s because of hate she’s receiving online and she’s not used to it. Like Miko comforting the reader maybe? So cute to think about.

My Angel

Young Miko x female reader !

A/n: Your wish is my command my love ! I especially find this fitting right now, so I hope this helps whoever reads it when you're facing hurtful people <3

Warnings: none, comfort only !!! Buttt maybe a bit of hate and language ? Small breakdown ?

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It rang through your brain constantly. You couldn't get rid of those same words. Over. And over. Miko had noticed this change in you, she didn't know what was exactly going on but today she decided to get it out of you. You were drifting from her, it hurt her as she missed you. You knew the 'perks' of being with someone in the public eye, it wasn't as easy as you had thought. You were so confident that any hate you got you'd be able to handle it, ignore it even. Boy were you wrong. It kept on going, nonstop of how you didn't deserve her, how they'd be better. That, you could handle. You knew miko chose you for a reason. She wouldn't be here if she didn't want to be. But it started getting more brutal. Little details you even hated about yourself, they'd mention it.

Then it got to the worst of the worst kind of hate. The 'kill yourself' and so on. It was getting to you near the end. You couldn't handle it anymore.

As you sat watching TV, you couldn't stop thinking about this one message you got. "Miko is just sorry for you, she doesn't love you, I mean look at yourself. You don't belong here or even in this world at that point. Go kill yourself." It played in your mind all day, a little voice chanting it. You couldn't let the last part consume you, but you were beginning to let it just happen. We're they truly right? It was tricking your brain into thinking it was. All the voices, all the messages. You couldn't think properly. You get a tap on your shoulder, it was Miko. She was finally home. You look at her, a bit startled but your expression changed back to its gloomy self.

Although you didn't look sad per say, your demeanor was cold, off-putting. "What's up with you lately?" She just asks at random. You furrow your brows, keeping looking at her. "What do you mean?" Fiddling with your fingers, you kept looking at her. But you couldn't bare it. "You've been so distant, have I done something?" She wonders, sitting beside you. You just shake your head. "So is there something?" Now you look to the side, such a stupid give away but you could feel tears pooling and you didn't want to look stupid. She gently grabs your face, and you curse because when she does a warm liquid comes down your face.

There was no stopping them, they had been bottled up inside for far too long. "Shhh, talk to me." She brings you close rubbing your hair. "Please? Im really worried." She continues speaking, doing her same actions. You couldn't form words, you sob and sob. But her sweet heart understands completely, she takes her time with you. Knowing that whatever it was wasn't easy. Gentle touches on your hair and your cheek as you rest your head on her should. Your crying had subsidied thankfully. Your eyes stung so you just closed them. "Want to tell me what's up mama?" Her tone was soft, and comforting. "I've, been getting quite a lot of messages.." You spoke quietly, feeling your throat hurt also. Having let so much emotion out you were just genuinely tired. "What messages love?" A sigh escapes your lips. You grab your phone to just show her as it'd be easier.

She reads everything, comments, dms, posts. It hurt her, not only were they being cruel to the woman she loved, but her own fans. "It's so hurtful." Your quiet voice speaks up. "I know, I know.." She sighs now. "You don't deserve any of this, you've hardly been in anything anyway, this is so disgusting." You hated the fact she was still reading the stuff, you could see how upset she was about the whole situation. You grab your phone gently, setting it aside. "I didn't want to worry or upset you-" She shakes her head. "I'm glad you told me. Although I wish you would've done it a bit sooner, I'm glad I know now." You nod. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you til now." She kisses your forehead. "I chose you for a reason, none of these hating loosers." You smile as she speaks a small laugh coming out of you. "There she is." Shes the one smiling now, you blush at her words. "Keep that, it suits you." She refers to your smile. "Oh Miko. How'd I get so lucky." You put your head back onto her shoulder.

"How did I get so lucky with you." She rubs your arm, as a comfortable silence approaches. "Don't listen to them from now on yeah? And if there's anymore, please tell me. Its no good keeping it to yourself like that." You nod and smile at her. "I'm glad you chose me." "I'm glad I chose you too my angel."

#young miko x reader #young miko #young miko fluff

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phxntomsdusk · 3 months

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Grim Reapers’ helper - Klepto!Wilbur

note: yes i made this after hearing one song. but im proud of it <3 and these are just some hc’s for him because.. yeah!

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @idontreallyexistyet , @pheliiaa , @rqvii , @ivvees-blog , @lillylvjy , @haunted-headset , @vibestillaxxx , @average-vibe (ask to be added!)

warnings: mentions of death, kleptomania sort of

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who’s cold hearted because of his job, thinking that nothing else matters once you’re dead, so why should it matter how he treats them?

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who finds himself growing attached to the very person he’s meant to take the soul of. Making it so much harder for him to help lead them to their body.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who can’t bring himself to tell you the truth as to why he wants to be so close to you, accidentally leading you on until he finally reveals the truth

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who gifts you different kinds of shiny coins, beads and jewelry he’s gained over the years from all the lost souls he’s helped guide to the afterlife.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who only finds those who don’t realized they’ve passed, accidentally finding joy in the thought of stealing souls and the very lockets they’re attached too

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who feels bad when you fall for him, knowing the only reason he’s near you/with you is so he can get your locket.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who refuses to tell you the full truth about where he goes during the day; leading you to worry constantly.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who sees you not aging, knowing you’ll catch on eventually but he can’t break your heart like that.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who finds himself wondering cemeteries, greeting those passing over from the afterlife, cleaning up abandoned and forgotten gravestones, even leaving black painted roses

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who can’t fathom the thought of someone wanting to be near him, let alone loving him. but when you came along he found himself often forgetting to do his main purpose

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who eventually takes you on a “date”, only to reveal the truth about your passing. and of course, he took your locket, disappearing from your life along with it.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who catches you at your own grave, mumbling things to yourself about your family, friends, and past. causing him to feel guilty that he even told you.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who stays up late at night stargazing, wishing you were next to him the entire time

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who ends up going back to you, apologizing for everything and returns your locket; even if he’s not meant to.

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who spends more and more time with you, helping you accept your new “life” and how freaky it all is

KLEPTO!WILBUR — who finds himself falling more and more with each passing day, eventually confessing his love to you, expecting rejection

KLEPTO!WILBUR - who is shocked when you feel the same, even asking to stay with him

KLEPTO!WILBUR - who stops taking people’s lockets, instead spends all of his time with you, realizing that maybe it’s better people find out on their own

#phxntomsdusk #phxntoms fics #wilbur soot #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot hcs #wilbur soot headcanons #wilbur soot angst #wilbur soot fluff #klepto!wilbur

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1-800-c0sm1c · 2 years

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꒰crossteaming pt.2 !꒱

genshin characters as your streamer bf/gf !

character x gn!reader

includes kazuha, venti, itto, thoma, and shenhe!

warnings : none.

a/n : thank you for all the notes on the 1st part , much appreciated <3

KAZUHA - THE GEOGUESSER PRO

of course the wanted criminal knows all about geography. (and poetry of course too, but well get to that later)

doesnt matter where in the world he is plopped down in, kazuha knows exactly where he is, and hes quick about it too.

competes in geoguessr tournaments too and often wins with ease.

hes the type to do google maps speedruns as well, and none of his friends are nearly as good as he is.

if youre ever lost somewhere, just send kazuha a pick of your surroundings on twitter, and hes sure to find your cross streets soon enough!

“you said how i got your address…? dont even worry about that bro.”

youre literally just there to distract kazuha, if im being entirely honest.

oh, hes 1 guess away from a 50 state streak ? not if you can do anything about it. especially if he had a penalty set up for getting answers wrong.

he has called you a pest multiple times, but its out of love <3 i dont genuinely think he could ever get mad at you for real, hes very calm all the time.

he also likes to share poetry! on the days you (lovingly) annoy him he likes to write funky lil haikus about how annoying you are <3 isnt that sweet?

what can i say, hes a funny little jokester, at least on camera. when its just the two of you alone hes a lot more romantic, i promise.

“shall i compare thee to a summers day? no, a summers day is not a bitch.”

VENTI - THE GENSHIN STREAMER

pretend for a second that hes not a character in the game, or even better yet, he voice acts one of the characters. venti never shuts up about how good his team comp is and how he always manages to get the characters he wants. (secretly hes just spending a LOT of money.)

character build reviews but hes actually pretty nice about it! sometimes there will be a build that he cannot physically say anything good about and its entertaining, so chat started sending in builds that were purposely bad just to get reactions out of him LMAO.

adventure rank 60, no doubt about it.

the most annoying co-op player. oh you wanted to be that character? too bad, now hes going to play them and hes got a better build too, guess you should switch <3

SOOO many unfinished quests yet he complains he has nothing to do. (guilty)

“go touch grass? im a genshin player… what is that supposed to mean?”

venti loves telling the story of how you two met in genshin co-op. you on the other hand.. well you wish he would stop talking about it every stream you appear in.

lots of streams together! he wont wish for a character without you, he claims youre his good luck charm. (he loses most of the 50/50s.)

will help you do any quest! as long as he wants to, and its one that he knows how to do. so maybe not ANY quest, but hes trying his best.

he may be annoying with strangers in co-op domains, but any character you want to play you can. no questions asked, hell switch immediately.

he does more damage than you but hell still say that you did all the hard work and hes proud of you <3

ITTO - THE FORTNITE STREAMER

“wow you did so much damage just now, you absolutely carried me! thank you, i love you. :)”

the best part about itto being a fortnite streamer is hes not even good at the game.

he tries his best, really he does. but somehow those cracked 12 year olds have got him beat.

has spent an embarrassing amount of money on the game, but you can tell how much he appreciates every item hes acquired.

plugs his creator code CONSTANTLY. hes gotta make that money hes spent back somehow!

whenever he has a really bad loss he just blames it on stream sniping because he can. yeah i basically turned him into ninja, whoops!

“oh my god bro again? you know what, reported for stream sniping!”

you and itto are truly a dynamic duo. youre actually decent at the game and hes entertaining to watch.

chat loves when you play duos games together, and you both do too! (even though hell take all the credit if you win.)

his favorite item is the chug cannon, mostly because he wants to make sure youre full health and shield at all times <3

has made many sacrifices of his characters life in you honor, even if you still dont end up winning, you appreciate it.

lots of moments from his streams have been clipped and put into funny moments montages and they all go straight to his neverending ego.

“we are the clowns and you all have front row seats to the circus.”

THOMA - THE VARIETY STREAMER

i couldnt see thoma sticking to one main category, i feel like every stream hes doing something new, and hes somehow pretty good at anything he tries out.

his commentary is really what gets people to stick around for his content, he can make anything sound interesting.

think of him as a steamer like rtgame! hes got really fun sims and hitman series, games you dont think could be made funny, but then he does and its overall a really great time.

hes got so many inside jokes from all the games hes played, youve got to be there for every stream otherwise you miss out heavily.

nobody even knew what he looked like for awhile because he didnt have a facecam, but once he started using one his viewers went up by 100k, no joke.

“where is that from? oh, its an inside joke, you probably wouldnt get it.”

thomas viewers are literally so jealous of you. youve pulled the ultimate man right there.

honestly i dont see you appearing on his steams much other than for the occasional mario party game.

i feel like since you never really appear most of his viewers didnt even know you two were dating until those random streams happen. everytime it does twitter goes wild with “THOMA HAS A S/O?” and half the replies are also freaking out while the other half is like “you didnt know?” its a mess every time.

most likely youre in thomas chat instead of in the room, and you tend to instigate chat into spamming emotes a lot and getting it turned to sub only mode. its honestly pretty funny.

one time you walked into his room to ask if he wanted mcdonalds and he was watching paint dry. this had been going on for 4 hours. you didnt ask questions.

“the hoes gonna love this.”

SHENHE - THE CALL OF DUTY PLAYER

i think call of duty lobbies are the only place on earth that can handle shenhe if shes genuinely angry.

shes a toxic gamer for sure, dont get on her bad side.

shes gotten pretty good at the game too, shes one of those people who buys the new game everytime one comes out instead of just playing the same version.

chongyun will make appearances at times, they played mario party together once and it was hilarious. (for the viewers at least, maybe not chongyun though LMAO)

chongyun won and she 1v1ed him in nuketown right afterwards. (hes never won against shenhe again)

“everybody gangsta til chongyun is in the lead.”

chat doesnt understand how you can handle shenhe half the times, but truthfully she just has her own way of expressing her emotions.

for example, she broke one of your controllers playing once, and she drove her ass to best buy at almost midnight to go get you a new one, along with a note saying nothing but “sorry :(“ in the prettiest handwriting youve ever seen.

sometimes you even make her angry on purpose just because its funny, and you know no matter how much it may look like it, she could never get mad at you.

i know i said shenhe was a cod streamer, but imagine also playing apex with her alright? definitely a loba main, and shes literally just as toxic on here as she is on call of duty.

probably has had 3 xbox accounts banned already.

“no chat i am not saying slurs in general chat, this time at least.”

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #itto x reader #shenhe x reader #thoma x reader

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justanothersquidblog · 9 months

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ohohoh questions!

-What are all the dynamics between kwami and holders? Does Trixx Nooro and maybe Pollen approve of what deep cut are doing? I’d think Tikki and Callie would get along. Also since Callie and Marie know each other’s identities how do Plagg and Callie get along, same for Tikki and Marie?

-so what’s your idea for how Pavo uses Amoks? Does she mostly use her own emotions or does she make amoks from other ppls emotions?

-how did Callie and Marie get the miraculous in the first place? Same for Pearl and Marina.

-can you tell me more about Tartar? What would he have his wish be? He’s very punchable I hope Ahato or Callie gets to punch him

-what point do Cerise/Pavo fall for each other?

-what is public opinion on all these guys?

HELLO IM AWAKE NOW HAHAHAH TIME TO ANSWER ..OH GOD OK I WROTE A LOT SO UM. UH- HERE'S A READ MORE THERE YOU GO EVERYTHING IS RIGHT UNDER THERE THERE'S A LOT TO GO THROUGH HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR MEAL!

-Callie and Tikki get along very well! Tikki loves the positivity! But her concern over Callie rises over time because while Callie will never get as lonely as she does between Splatoon 1 and 2 since she's got Tikki there, Tikki notices Callie's reliance on Marie and is worried over what ever may strain the two of them, so she can get a bit bossy over Callie, much to Callie's dismay. On the cuter side of things though, Callie also likes to dress Tikki up in little bows and glitter.

-Marie and Plagg meanwhile do NOT get along, usually. They care a lot about each other at the end of the day but it's usually constant arguing between them and Marie will constantly snark that Callie got the better end of the deal which Plagg will bite her hand and not let go till she takes it back. However, when Plagg serious-es up he really does and seems to know Marie better than she knows herself, so when she's at her most lost, he's there.

-Reverse though! Tikki and Marie get along nicely. It helps that Tikki is so cheerful and that reminds Marie of Callie, however Tikki always wants to have serious conversations with Marie since Callie always avoids those but Marie always finds it weird talking about serious things with a tiny fairy thing since Tikki wants to do it a lot. Callie and Plagg also get along great! She tries and fails at giving him a makeover a lot but he's a bit of a bad influence on her more impulsive actions.

While they initially think its a great idea to swap, the day they do ends in complete disaster of Marie overworking/panicking/overthinking and Callie accidentally dismantling a city block.

-As for Deep Cut! They LOVE their kwamis! And their kwamis love them! They're pampered and spoiled a lot and are never far apart from each other. From order of 'happy to crime' to 'most reluctant to crime' goes Trixx, Pollen, and Nooroo. Deep Cut's reasoning that all their proceeds are going to charity keep the kwami at least somewhat supportive (although trixx would be fine even if it wasn't for good reasoning the guy is a bit mischevious)

-Pavo uses both her own emotions and others when she's hiding somewhere- but if she's going out into town to attack as Pavo she always uses her own emotions which are usually based off of some form of suffering or stress or frustration.

-The Squid Sisters found their miraculouses in their changing rooms! Someone gave it to them secretly (it was Cuttlefish!) and they tried them on immediately just in time for Deep Cut(who got their miraculouses via their clans)'s explosive debut as criminals, whom they stopped and had a cat and mouse game with for a short while until Pavo showed up and started sending real monsters to fight.

-Pearl actually gets her miraculous from the Squid Sisters! They do the like, choose your temporary hero companion for a bit and when Marina gets captured during a villain attack, they help Pearl save her by giving her the goat. As for Marina! I think she'd get it from Octavio somehow I don't know how or why. Octavio didn't use the rabbit miraculous though he never know it was magical just a nice watch.

-Tartar is a skeeeeevy fucking guy and is constantly hovering over Ahato's shoulder. Pressing about her ratings, her success, what she'll do when she's Actually popular. His view is that perfection only exists in his view of it, and with such an insecure DJ on his hands- she's the perfect guinea pig to mold and push around. He keeps Ahato wanting the wish by supporting her dissatisfaction of herself and plans to steal the wish and reset the world in his image. Cause he's a cunt.

He will be punched don't worry.

-OUGH CERISE AND PAVO OKAY SO. I couldn't help myself but there's a BIT of a love square with that but at some point they both moderately crush on both forms of each other. It's sorta a 'fell in love first' and 'fell in love HARD' scenario for the first crush on the first persona and then the second persona. Callie had a silly lil crush on Pavo first ("SHES SO DARK AND MYSTERIOUS" "CALLIE SHES A CRIMINAL" "THATS HOT") but grew invested and tender towards Ahato. Meanwhile, Ahato had a crush on Callie first as she was one of the first people that Ahato felt was truly invested and kind to her and understood her work, but had the gay little "OH. OH." moment over Cerise which made her feel VERY embarrassed over being her nemesis.

-Cerise and Angora are equally beloved though fans constantly fight over who is better (which drives a slight crack between them). Deep Cut are hated by the government, police, and much of the public, though many are actually quite fans and see them as Robin Hood figures for their kindness towards needy civilians. Caprichaos doesn't show up often but she has a pretty punk fan base that adore her while the government don't enjoy her more radical and rough nature and Lapin is bathed in mystery which make many theorists intrigued and most of the public knowing nothing about her to care much.

#splatoon #miraculous ladybug

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sevenai · 1 year

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vlad’s route thoughts (spoiler)

let me just say…

vlad’s route did NOT disappoint! from the beginning to the end, maybe im bias, but i was very invested in vlad’s character and his development. i will say it is fast paced near the end with how he changed his mind and stopped the townspeople. i love development so i wished there were more angsty moments of him and mc before he decided to follow her beliefs; however, i know there’s only a limited amount of chapters so i do not mind it. his route made me adore him more than i thought i would. it makes you so drawn to his innocence, which is kept consistent throughout the story and because of that, you get that urge to want to love and protect him. his character is complex and it wasn’t done terribly in regards to the limited amount of story chapters so i am happy with that. his backstory was sad but i wished they elaborated more on the weapon that was used to kill the pureblood. where was it from? how was it made? who made it? who even discovered this possibility? since vlad’s family were killed, it really defies the whole “purebloods are different because we live for eternity” moto because it really isn’t eternal. i hope they bring back this information because it seems crucial and i feel a lot can be explored. heck i even have some ideas! maybe i can make another post to discuss them haha, if you guys want. anyways back to vlad, the thing i was most afraid of was his relationship with mc. i had accidentally got spoiled beforehand from a story event spoiler. it was not fully specific, but it made me thought that his route would be something along the lines of he fell in love with someone else who looks like mc which is why when he met her, he falls in love, and i was so worried that it would go that way because it would feel so off, but with what actually happened, i found it to be a pleasing result. it is so confusing if you think about the time travel back and how it messed with reality and them first meeting blah blah like the normal time travel cliche, but i love this take and found it heartwarming. i also love how protective the guys at the mansion were of mc! especially napoleon, had me falling for him all over again with how protective he was! it was so funny how they loved and cared for mc and i felt like it was shown more in this route than the others. they were constantly there for her and even debated on who got to keep her! even vlad, faust, and charles planning to keep mc at the castle was hilarious! anyways vlad’s route was beautifully written and he definitely takes a top spot for favorites.

#ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire vlad #ikevamp vlad #ikevamp #ikemen vampire vlad spoilers #ikemen vlad #vlad #ikemen series #cybird ikemen #otome

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jellyfish3s · 20 days

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i hate having mcas.

that's it. i said it.

it's so tiring. i can't run, or go for long walks, or just sweat a little. i don't have enough strength for staying up for more than 20min, i can't eat some spices that i totally adore, and my spoons are usually so low. sometimes i simply don't want to get out of bed because im so tired but i have to do so anyway, and usually it happens when i know i'll have p.e. classes. i don't think i completed the two classes since the start of the academic year (february) without stopping and sitting and breathing heavily and feeling so itchy because i can't exercise too much or my histamine levels go high as the sky and being covered by sweat is like wearing a full costume made out of histamine, that im *specially* allergic to.

i see people running and jumping and simply walking under the sun and i feel like im missing something because im so young yet so limited. i should be able to be just fine if the climate changes, or if there's something spicy in the food, or if i need to walk a little, or if i just need to walk by a slightly inclined street, but im totally not able to be "just fine" and move on. my dad gets worried everytime we come back from school and i almost faint because of the exercise, and even though i try to explain how i feel, i know he still thinks that maybe it'd be better if i just exercised a little more to build up strength — and he's not the devil because he can't understand it as we only discovered my histamine intolerance this year because of some medical exams i made when i was 4 and my pediatrist never properly explained. i was 4 and now im 15 — it's basically 11 years being exposed to something im deeply allergic to and never understanding why i'd never get better from dermatitis and why i was so weak.

i feel fragile. my parents know i hate being seen as fragile and breakable and weak yet i can't take any longer. im constantly itching, my mind is always kinda numb, im always tired, my periods always hurt, i have constant migraines, my mood swings are worsening and on top of everything comes the game changer: im also neurodivergent. there's always going to exist someone that have the energy to do everything, and that's not me. socially im basically incapable of approaching people i find cool, the amount of work i've got to do to simply exist like a normal person is unbearable and yet i have to be responsible, good, well mannered, pretty, smart, cool, cute, role model, the best. i never learned to fail. i was always the smartest, the joyful, the responsible, the "i wish your grades were like her's" — i feel so bad to everyone who felt so little next to me because i never wanted anyone to live under a shadow of a version of me that i can't even recognize or remember anymore.

the little me would've looked at me with fear on her eyes and asked if we are failing for being so weak and so tired we can't even really care about learning something. are we really failing? i'm just so tired. i could do better if i wasn't constantly battling in order to only navigate my days without this haunting exhaustion taking me over, or if my head didn't hurt that bad, or if my emotional regulation was a little bit more effective, or if the sounds weren't so loud and the light so bright and people so confusing. i could do better if i wasn't restraining myself from eating something i love because i don't want an allergic reaction, or if i could just stim around, or if i could run around under the sun and laugh about it after. maybe if i had some adjustments my life would get so better. i don't want to run with anyone to feel like im part of something; i just want to feel okay with every aspect of myself, and maybe feeling okay is sitting down everytime i feel tired and taking medicine everytime there's an allergic reaction going on, not reducing myself to grades and stop wearing a damn mask in order to be liked.

i hate having mcas, i hate how my scoliosis correction surgery is never taken seriously when it comes to "it's painfully tiring to carry titanium inside me everyday", and i hate how misunderstood i am. i get it now: im not lazy, im simply chronically exposing myself to a lot of things and now my body is totally overloaded. i've been deeply sick for the past weeks and it's caused mainly by the overwhelming sensation of getting up, getting tired, being misunderstood and having everything to do when i don't have that energy to expend. i want to sleep, watch things about my favorite anime, write a little about it, allow myself to really rest for the first time in my life, eat healthy things that aren't like an allergy bomb inside my organism and i really, really, really want to get to live again, being understood and taken seriously, not ever being called lazy or nothing else. i just want to control what happens to myself and stop feeling on the verge of tears everytime i have to do something that requires movements and focus.

little me would be so sad we lost control over our own body to an allergy that could've been minimized before it ruined our life.

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myonlysecretly · 28 days

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a little ramble (personal)

I realized I'm grieving my life. It's never the way i wanted it to be, it's constant loss of parts of myself. someway along this way i feel like my magic left me, mostly, too

i stopped believing things can get better, then i hoped, then i lost my hope again.

it doesn't feel right to suffer so much, but i know i have to. i am working with shadows and Death constantly and i know suffering is needed.

i just wonder if there's more people like this. knowing they will suffer and accepting it? thinking it's something that might be necessary to them after a while? like you know you want to live but you also know the way you'll live will be full of pain? and yet you don't want it to end, gaining hope just to lose it?

the words of "hey i used to feel like that too. believe me it get better!" seem such a lie to me. you dont know if it ever gets better, do you? some people are just impossible to get they happy beginning. some of us (like me) are stuck with people that won't let them go no matter what. id doesn't get better until there's miracle. and some people might never see it [the said miracle], some might experience it at the end of their life when they are old and hopeless.

I'm just tired. i wish i wasn't loser of what my dreams are [escape from abuse forever, finding found family on physical plane], but i also know it's something that lets me learn perspective of unusual kind.

don't worry i don't plan to d*e. i just had to get it out of my chest, because i know there might be people here who need to read this: you're needed, so am i, but sometimes the person that saves us is ourselves, and that's why i am suffering now. bc im here to learn and i strongly believe that lesson won't be acknowledged until my next lives.

it's sad to me yes. i might never be happy here but once i go past this life, who knows? maybe it will be useful?? maybe it will make me more kind? prevent other people from suffering bc of how I would treat them [in next life if i hadn't been sad here]?

sorry it's too personal but like i wrote i had to get it on "paper" to you. i need to talk to someone about it, and i sincerely hope i help at least one person like me with this kind of thinking, or if i made you feel even more sad i'm sorry i tend to see world though its darkness rather than light

have a better day as good as you can <3 appreciate things that make it bearable. and most of all: don't loose yourself too much. love all parts of you that make you happy, don't hate on those who don't. integrate them and that's where real understanding of you will come <3

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charlottecbordeaux · 6 months

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The fic I commend for my b-day came and I’m SCREAMING

Like literally now I have a new headcanon that Macchiato calls Cappu “Cap’n” and OH GOD IM GIGGLING SO DAMN LOUD NOW

I kinda want to share this to EVERYONE here so first!

ALL CREDITS GO TO SHELBY/MORGAN AT TWITTER (@shelbswastaken )

Definitely will commission them again once they’re free and once I doodle a scene out of this ehhehehehhehejeheheej-

Cappuccino let out a heavy sigh as he dropped his briefcase and slumped into his chair. The satisfaction of winning the case had washed over him like a heavy wave, and now he had wiped out. He was so unfathomably tired that it was hard to quantify; and yet, some part of him was working double time keeping him awake. He wasn't sure if it was the 5 black coffees keeping him up, or the worry that he’d wind up passing out on his assistant again. He was more than willing to admit it: Caramel Macchiato was a far more respectable and competent assistant than he really deserved. She was a charming, quick-witted and organised woman who could talk a sheep out of its wool; he was a man who chronically teetered on the edge of burnout and practically had caffeine for jam.

“How’re you holding up, Cap’n?” Caramel Macchiato called out to him. All Cappuccino could muster in response was a groggy “Don’t call me Cap’n.” as his eyes grew heavy and his head started to lull forward. At least he'd be falling asleep at his desk this time - last time this had happened, poor Macchiato had to jostle him awake lest the pair miss their stop on the bus back from the courthouse. Eventually, he laid down his pen and rested his head on his desk, welcoming a fresh dreamscape with open arms…A fresh, inviting world he could enjoy with the cool breeze and the girl of his dreams.

Caramel Macchiato looked over at her boss, his head nestled in his arms with a blissful look on his face. For how little he slept, he sure looked cute when he did it. And she honestly did think he deserved it, after all that work he did building up their latest case. She didn't mind babying him every now and again, even if it was mostly to see the flustered look on his face whenever she pointed it out - after all, Cappuccino had a heart of gold, even if it was constantly covered in a veritable desert of exhaustion and coffee grounds. Unfortunately, coddling was not an option right now: He had told her on the way back that there was something important he wished to ask, and she wanted to hear it. A small part of her was hoping it was that, or maybe even that - some sort of verification that the feelings she held inside were mutual. Even putting that out of the way, she knew that a few of Cappuccino's peers would be over soon to congratulate him, and while she imagined that them walking in on such an esteemed prosecutor drooling onto his desk was not a surprising sight, she had no doubt that it would be an unwelcome one.

And, since it had been a while since she’d seen his face go red, she decided to go for a different approach.

Cappuccino relaxed on the beach with his lover, his soulmate, the woman he was certain he would spend the rest of his life with. She hadn't yet revealed her face to him, but a part of him just knew, without a doubt, that she was the one. Nothing else mattered right now except him and her. And he could do anything, so long as she was by his side. And as she leaned into him for a kiss, his heart began to flutter and he felt as if he might float away…

Except…something was amiss. Why did she look so much like-

Cappuccino awoke with a loud gasp and almost fell out of his chair, only barely managing to catch himself on the corner of his desk. And standing in front of him, with a mischievous look on her face, was none other than his assistant. He felt something slightly sticky on his forehead, so he hurriedly grabbed a tissue to wipe it off.

It was lip gloss. Specifically, the soft gold, plumping lip gloss commonly used by a certain Caramel Macchiato.

In record time, the prosecutor’s face went as red as a fire poker, and he began to stammer like a broken DVD. “I- my- uh- excuse me- WHAT?!” His assistant, as expected, let out a soft chuckle. “Had a feeling that'd work. So, how was your nap~?” Cappuccino quickly scrambled to his feet and tried to put himself together, though he was obviously still a mess. “D-don’t tease me, Macchiato!”, he said, trying and failing to suppress his steaming face, “I-it was fine. Completely and utterly fine. Nothing to look into, at all.” Macchiato looked at him incredulously. “Oh, really? I overheard you giggling in your sleep! And besides, didn't you say you had something…important you wanted to ask me~?” Cappuccino immediately steamed up again. Why did he have to put his foot in his mouth like that? He’d only given her ammunition! “Could it be that you were dreaming about, say…your lovely assistant~?”

There was no other choice. He’d have to drop the bombshell. It was the only way for him to possibly walk out of here with his last shred of dignity intact. “...Yes. I…I was dreaming about you, Caramel Macchiato. We were on a beach, drinking your favourite drink, and I woke up as we were kissing. It was…really nice.” The room went silent, save for the soft rocking of the ceiling fan. Had he made a mistake? Cappuccino wasn't sure. Macchiato walked up, took him into a hug…and let out a hearty laugh, tears welling in her eyes.

“You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear you say something like that, Cap’n! I had a feeling you loved me back~!”

Loved me back. The words echoed in his mind as he reciprocated the embrace. All this time, while he was wringing his hands over whether or not to tell her how he felt…she was doing the same? A warm feeling of validation filled his chest. In that moment, he didn't even care that she had called him Cap’n. All he knew, in his heart of hearts, was that he made the right call. As they broke out of the hug, he noticed that his warm blush had transferred to her face as well. “I’m…sorry for holding it in for this long. I was worried you’d brush me off.” With a warmness in her tone he hasn't heard before, Caramel Macchiato responded with “I was worried about that too.”

“So…about what you wanted to ask me…”

“Oh, that! Well…uh, I was wondering if you'd want to go get breakfast together sometime. There's this café I get my beans from that I think you'd really like!”

“Is this a work breakfast, or a…you know…a date breakfast?”

“A date breakfast.”

“Well, there's no way I could say no to that~! Now then, let's get you all fixed up. It's time to celebrate another case closed!”

#STILL SCREAMING #CARAMELCAPPU FIC MAKING ME SCREAM #They’re my fav otp now along side with AlmondMari #please check the author #THEYRE SO GOOD #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oc #cappucino cookie #cappuccino cookie #caramel macchiato cookie #fic com #fic

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metfell · 11 months

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ok putting all my tears of the kingdom spoilers below the cut while i talk about everything i like and the stuff i dont like too:

okay oh my god first and foremost the story is fucking incredible. they took the critique of botw's story feeling lackluster because it all happened before the game, and threw you right into it. seeing the upheaval happen, knowing you were there at the start of it, seeing the effects it had on the cities around the region its all amazing its so impactful. combining that with the way the music changes from the stuff in botw, you really feel the weight of the damage done to everything. like the zora domain is a perfect example. the way the music sounds sick combined with the constantly raining sludge and seeing the people sick or cleaning it up is a great touch compared to in botw where even though its eternally raining, people just still kind of.... ignore it? at least you really dont see the effects as much as you do in this game.

the ending as well is incredible. getting to fight ganondorf feels so satisfying with everything youve been through in both botw and totk its in my opinion a perfect ending for that story. and its so... epic. as in like breathtaking and awe-striking. i sobbed my little eyes out during so much of this game. going in blind was amazing and slowly uncovering what happened to zelda, and then realizing what she did to herself is heartbreaking. i love the geoglyphs i think theyre one of my favorite aspects of the game and im glad i didnt spoil myself about the story so i could piece it together myself.

however, in regards to the story, i wish that the bosses felt a little more set up. i wish there were carvings or mentions of the bosses somewhere in the world. they mention the temples obviously, but i just wish they didnt feel so sudden? like theyre good i enjoyed the designs and the fights- though i feel like the goron one is the weakest- but i just wish there was a bit more setup. like maybe while youre going through the temples, you hear them roar or something. because in the temples its not ganondorf trying to stop you, its the constructs. and theyre not even corrupted, their job is just to attack unauthorized enemies. so i guess i wish that the bosses and the dungeon felt more connected.

outside of the dungeons though the environmental traversing is INCREDIBLE. i really enjoy the new abilities link gets, and i like how the game encourages you to play around with the zonai devices and objects lying around the landscape. i personally dont use them that much because i just prefer walking around at my own pace, but the airships you can make are SO cool. which is why i loved the big volcano dragon fight!!! its a fighter jet you get to pilot around and fire yunobo at huge hydra heads thats sick as hell!!!!

honestly the approaching of the temples was more fun than the temples themselves. experiencing the climb to the stormwind ark for the first time with the trampolines was my favorite part of the entire game. nothing in the overworld compares.

and the way the game handles npc's is a miracle honestly. when i saw that the champion's spirits were changed to be summons that follow you instead i was so worried they were going to be clunky and always in the way. but they manage to actually hold their own in fights and arent annoying? its literally a miracle.

ranking the sage's powers i have to put tulin at the top of the list. the gliding boost ability is such a necessity and i really think its the most helpful. i personally haven't gotten riju's ability in my own game, but seeing that its like a controllable urbosa's fury is really interesting im putting it as number 2! then ill put mineru's construct solely for its ability to help you not get hurt by gloom in the depths and that it can be really customizable for whatever area youre in. then ill put yunobo's because its good for mining. and then sadly i have to put sidon's ability at the bottom. i just would use a shield. it's just a worse daruk's protection. which is frustrating because i was so excited to see sidon and i enjoyed the water temple decently enough! it just doesnt have much practical use for me besides offering me sidon eye candy while i run around hyrule.

continuing with bit's im not a fan of, i don't really enjoy the weapon mechanics of the game. like i get it? they want you to use your fuse abilities to make new personalized strong weapons. but i wish there was a way to repair the decayed weapons at some point. the way to find undecayed weapons is to break a decayed one, and then it will spawn in the depths. so you break a decayed traveler's sword, and a shiny fixed one will start spawning on the weapons pillars down in the depths. which makes gathering weapons frustrating. i feel like having a quest of trying to remove gloom from the weapons, and maybe you work with robbie or something? i dont know its just a thought. maybe it costs money and materials, maybe you need 15 sundelions for one process i dont know. but the fact that so many enemies spawn with shitty broken swords makes collecting weapons a lot harder.

another thing im not a fan of is the removal of the divine beasts. where did they go??? why are all of the shrines and guardians gone?? theres no mention of them anywhere it just feels like none of it even happened!! the divine beasts are HUGE i just feel like they should have stayed on the overworld and maybe you dont even have to be able to enter them just... put them back man!! i only have seen like... one mention of the calamity in this game, and thats really frustrating considering its only been a few years since it happened!!! was it just a gravity falls Never Mind All That vow the entire kingdom took????? i would love to almost get shot by a guardian again like show me decayed ones out in hyrule field or something!!

also i just. i miss revali's gale. i wish tulin's gust ability could also propel you upwards. i know the sage's wills upgrades their summons, but it only seems to increase their attack power in combat, and i wish it would give them a secret second ability. or maybe sidon gets an upgrade that lets him create his own mini waterfall to swim up!! i know we have rockets and balloons but i really do wish we had a quick way to launch into the air.

but otherwise ive had a really fun time. i like seeing the npc's growing up, and all of their dialogue is awesome. its a much better set of cutscenes compared to botw, which i enjoyed but dont actively seek out when playing it again.

so uh yeah great game made me cry really hard

#text #totk spoilers

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