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felikatze · 1 year

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idk if you still have thoughts of library of ruina but i would love to hear about an analysis on the floor realizations (it doesn't have to be all of them, it's up to you on which ones or if you want to do this).

you're gonna have to forgive inaccuracies since these thoughs have been crystalized in stasis in my brain since i first got thru lor and i KEEP meaning to reread the story but i never do because (gestures vaguely at the past four month of me being exclusively obsessed with FE)

i dont have a lot of thoughts on them overall besides "ohh coool" most of the time BUT

i really love tiphereth's.

i think the pick of the magical girls is GENIUS. at first it's easy to brush off as "she's the young kid so she gets the shojo squad" but it actually ties into the magical girl lore extremely well.

tiph's topic of discussion is "the meaning of life," centered on how tiph struggled to go on after enoch's death and, after her core supression in lobcorp, letting tiph B die forever. The constant replacement of Tiph B and his subsequent shutdowns really just hammered home Tiph A's inability to let go. But now that she has, now that she's made that step forward, what then?

And this is EXACTLY what the magical girls are all about. the premise of the magical girls is that they did it. they defeated the great evil. the world is saved. but now their fighting has no use anymore. all of them struggle to fill the void left behind by their battle. Queen of Hatred enacts evil so she can "defeat" it, Knight of Despair, well, despairs over everything she could not save, and King of Greed gave herself to her earthly desires. It's all maladaptive self-destruction.

Servant of Wrath in particular is an interesting parallel, since they had a mini arc centered on them in Wonderlab. They were separated from a friend, and try to fill that connection by any means; particularly, befriending an Agent. This, of course, ends in that Agent's death, and Servant of Wrath's friend abandons them. Since LoR directly posits the parallel, it's easy to see Tiph replacing Enoch over and over again in this. Particularly because Servant of Wrath had friends before the newest one. Three guesses what happened.

And then, of course, there's how all this parallels to Roland. Roland's backstory is presented in reverse through the middle tier of the library, starting here: Roland, who has lost everything. His wife, his unborn child, his home, his purpose. We are shown Roland in depression, alone in his apartment, adorned by an unused mobile.

I made a joke post once about one of Roland and Tiph's first interactions. Tiph offhandedly mentions Enoch, to which Roland teases her by asking if he's her boyfriend. She says he's dead. Roland, the dead wife haver, instantly regrets this.

And like. That's the thing!! These two suckers both lost people they care about. Tiph was similar to Roland in that she just floundered after the lab crew bit it. She lashed out at others, mainly Tiph B and the Upper Sephirah, out of her own powerlessness.

But now!! Look at her!! She has expectations for the future that stem from her past experiences. She's not living for Enoch. She can't. He's gone. But she can finally understand what he wanted from life: to make it better. And that's something anyone can work toward. Everybody has expectations for the future, and sometimes, often even, those expectations will be shattered. Whether your goal is failed or you succeed, you need to find the next thing on the horizon.

But... if you can't, then that's okay. If you don't expect anything from life, or can't bring yourself to, it's still good enough. Because "the meaning of life" and "the value of life" are different. Tiph decided her meaning of life is a better tomorrow, and Roland decided his meaning of life is that it has none at all, but both their lives are equally valuable, just by being.

The magical girls still tried to fulfill an expectation that was already completed. That's a fool's errand, though, and that's what destroyed them.

I just. I just think Tiph's realization is very nice, is all. The way the three-way parallels between Tiph, Roland, and the Magical Girls play off is intensely satisfying to me. Interpreting each of them through the lens of the other is really cool to do, and brings up new sides to all of them.

#Feli gets asked #library of ruina #long post #i'm not checking for typos. see ya.#love unloading these. i love saying the same things over and over and over. that's love babey

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kadwrites · 10 months

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summary; some confrontations cannot be avoided.

warnings; arranged marriage!trope, SLOW burn, tommy has trust issues, angst, typos probably.

a/n ; the next part is so good, i promise.

"what?" your eyes snap wide open. your heart starts beating out of your chest, not for the reason it was a moment ago

"i said , what are ya hiding from me?" he repeats, his breath fanning over your neck and ear

you pull away, both of you looking at eachother "what are ya talking about ?"

"stop lying to me" he mutters, his voice is still calm and collected and it makes the hair on your neck stand.

just like it used to do when you first met him.

"tommy" you try to speak but he cuts you off

"ya know who i am" you feel as if he's staring into your mind, reading your thoughts "there is no use lying to me, if ya won't tell me i will find out some other way."

you don't speak back this time, you try, you open your mouth and you shut it again

"i wanted ya to tell me first,"

"whatever you're thinking, it's not that."

"and what am i thinking? hm?" he tilts his head slightly

"i don't know but it's definitely not good." your brows knit together "do ya not trust me?"

"how can i trust you?"

your heart stops beating, it seems. "what?"

"how can i trust you if you're hiding things from me?"

"do ya not 'ave secrets yourself?" you feel as if your mouth is dry and a lump is lodged in your throat "can ya really say that you're completely honest with me?"

"what do ya want to know?" he asks, pulling away slightly too. "when 'ave i ever not told ya something that you've asked me about?"

"do ya think that i'm about to stab ya in the back?"

"are you?" his eyes never leave yours

"why-" why would i do that?, but you realize maybe to him, you had every reason to. or maybe , you should have a reason to "i wouldn't do that."

"then what is it you're hiding?"

you let out a bitter chuckle, your hands rubbing at your eyes. you step away.

"look" you turn to him , "if ya can't trust me to not stab ya in the back then maybe we shouldn't.... we shouldn't do this" you lick your lips, looking away

his hands grab at your jaw, turning your face to him. his touch is gentle, but his eyes make your breath hitch again "you're running away now?"

"no" you try to not let your voice crack "i just don't appreciate this, i don't appreciate ya thinking that i'm not to be trusted"

"what do ya expect me to think?" his voice is soft and low "i've already been betrayed before, i can't let it 'appen again."

"this isn't at all what ya think it is" you repeat "please just..... 'ave some faith in me."

he eyes dart between yours "do ya 'ave faith in me?"

"i do, but this is .... it's about me," you lick your lips again "it's something from my past, and it's something i 'ave to deal with myself."

"is someone trying to hurt ya?"

"no no no" you shake your head, closing your eyes for a moment before opening them again "it's nothing like that"

"mr shelby?" celest's eyes almost bulge out of her face, as her head peeks to see who was knocking at her door

"celest." he nods , taking off his hat. "may i come in?"

"oh , yes yes, please do come in." she stands back, pulling the door to let him come in. she leads him to the living room.

her children ran outside as soon as they saw him, taking rose with them.

"can i get ya anything?" she asks nervously as he sits down, she bends down to pick up the scattered toys "please excuse the mess, sir."

"it's tommy." he corrected her, he motions to the chair in front of the sofa "sit down, celest."

she sits down after putting the toys in the box. her hands clasped in her lap "how can i help ya, tommy?"

"your sister is hiding something from me" he leans back. he takes out his cigarette case, putting one in his mouth and offering one to her.

she takes one and lights it with his lighter before giving it back.

"and i 'ave a feeling ya know what it is?"

she takes a drag of the cigarette , her eyes looking away from him "what did she tell ya?"

"that's it's something from 'er past."

"i don't think.... it's my place to speak about it." she breathes out the smoke, tapping her cigarette against the ashtray "but i know that she's hiding it because she felt it was in the best interest of your... marriage." she mumbled, before taking another drag

"what did ya tell 'er?" he asks casually, crossing his legs

"i told 'er she shouldn't hide anything."

"is someone out to hurt 'er?"

she's not used to him speaking to her, let alone asking her questions such as those

"i don't think so no." she shakes her head, exhaling the smoke "she's worried it might hurt you"

"me?" he's almost amused. "why?"

she huffs a laugh "i don't know"

"well this was enlightening." he says with a small smile towards celest

"did ya expect to rat my sister out to 'er own fiancé ?"

"a little bit , yeah." he nodded

"well, i'm more loyal to 'er than ya thought"

"is she as loyal to me as i think she is?"

she stops talking , the cigarette is still between her fingers. she tilts her head, staring at him "why are ya marrying 'er if ya think so low of 'er?" her voice turns a little more serious, defensive.

"she takes after ya a lot , ya know?" he says with a small breath, "i just wanted to see something is all."

"mr shelby i understand what ya might be worrying about, maybe there are women who would do that to a man like yourself." she says with a calm voice, putting out her cigarette in the ashtray before staring him down "but my sister isn't one of them. she's as loyal as they come. the real question is , are you as loyal as she thinks ya are? are ya as good as she paints ya out to be?"

"she will not know about this, i will not tell 'er a word ya said." she gets up, looking him up and down " 'ave a good day, mr shelby."

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anthracite-writes · 10 months

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Obey Me! Dating Headcanons (SFW)

ft. The seven rules of the Underworld (The demon brothers) - SEPRATE Reader type - X GN! reader

NOTE: These are just my personal headcanons for the brothers I’ve had for the 3 years I’ve been playing this game and what I think I think would fit them, if some of the headcanons are may be very OOC - apologies in advance.

𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 !!: What it's like dating the 7 brothers + love languages NOT PROOF READ - APOLOGIZES IF THERE'S TYPOS OR SPELLING ERRORS!!!

𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓯𝓮𝓻

Love language? Quality time, Acts of Service, and Words of Affirmation. He'll open doors for you, prepares you lunch, would occasionally ask if you need anything at random times.

Hands full? Don't worry, he'll take those off your hands. Sad? Boom, he made you your comfort food and got comfort snacks. You're busy studying? He'll come in and check on you every so often to ask if you want anything to drink or eat.

Invites you to spend time with him in his study while he works on the copious amount of paperwork or even to spend time with him in his bedroom as he listens to his music.

When you're together like in his study or his room, he'll pull you onto his lap. Just wanting you near him when it's just the two of you.

Constantly praises you - "You never cease to amaze me Y/N", "I'm so proud of you". Will acknowledge your achievements no matter how small they are to everyone else.

Dates? Long walks at night, listening party in his room, dinner dates, list goes on.

Man just loves spending time with you.

Probably in denial with how protective he is over you. "I'm just a little overprotective over you. That's all."

Out in public? Holding hands, hand around your waist. He's on a mission to let people know you're already taken.

Def. overworks into late into the night so you have to force him to to go to bed. Either he goes willingly or you have to drag him to bed.

WAYYY to prideful to admit he longs for your cuddles, hugs, and over all touch when he's in bed

Calls you 'my love' or 'my little angel/lamb'

Fav. areas to kiss? Hands, neck, lips for sure.

𝓜𝓪𝓶𝓶𝓸𝓷

Love Language? Gift giving/receiving

Man's broke so, expect a lot hand made gifts.

Firm believer he’s a really crafty person, not the best but he puts a lot of effort into the handmade gifts

Gifts a lot of cool found objects he finds when he’s out and about (shiny stones, cool bottle caps, etc)

Ya know… because his animal is a crow.

LOVES to give "just because" flowers [Hand pick from the woods around the House of Lamentation]

Finds a cool rock? 'Hey! Y/N, I found this rock and I thought of you because it's cool!'

Calls you 'Human', 'Dummy', 'my lucky charm' list goes on.

No, really. You literally are his lucky charm when he's gambling - Well, that's what he usually says despite how much he loses.

Dang, he actually won? He'll immediately spend it on getting gifts for you. Clothes, shoes, accessories.

Extremely caring towards you, seeing you upset or just slightly down - he'll do anything to cheer you up, no matter what; he will cheer you up.

There is never a boring moment with him. There's just always something going on with him.

Someone is picking on you? Oh, don't worry. he will make a scene. And a big on at that.

'Oh no you don't! The only person that gets to pick on Y/N, is ME!' 'AYO! The job of picking on them is already taken! Scram!'

Fav. places to kiss? Cheeks, forehead, top of the head.

𝓛𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷

Love Language? Physical touch and Quality time for SURE

Always have imagined him to be such a sweet guy, just extremely nervous due to the fear of messing up.

Gently place and hold his face in your hands, he will MELT

Honestly, any kind of touch will send him blushing and stuttering - just something like your hand brushing up against his will make his face go red and unable to speak for 3-5 business days

He would want to do EVERYTHING with you

Anime Marathons, reading manga, playing the newest game he bought or reruns of games he's already completed but wants to experience playing it with you by his side.

Will ramble on and on about his interests, be sure to listen to him

Intimacy level up if you reference something he mentioned in his rambles - he'll be over the moon that you actually listened to him.

If he sees you upset, he wouldn't leave your side.

Def. doesn't know how to comfort someone but will give you hugs and cuddles - willing to listen to you and let you vent to him about what's upsetting you

Lets you sit on his lap and cuddles you when he's gaming

When he gets frustrated on a level, Levi would most likely rage quit (after saving) out of the game and cuddle you tightly as he de-stresses himself before returning to the game

No matter how long you have been together, he still cannot fathom the fact you're willing to spend time with him let alone dating him.

Would get a teeny tiny bit jealous if you're attention is one something else like one of his brothers, Henry 2.0, or even an inanimate object like his figures.

then usually rounds back to the thoughts you're just a genuinely caring person who looks out for anyone and genuinely finds what he likes interesting.

Calls you 'normie' or just by your name. He gets nervous if he deviates from what he's used to calling you

Love it when you reassure him, cheer him on, or just listening to him no matter the situation.

Fav. place to kiss? lips, cheeks, forhead, genuinely anywhere on your face, top of the head, hands.

𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓷

Love Language? Quality time and Words of Affirmation

Reads poems and read passages in his books to you that remind him of you.

' Hey Y/N, There's this poem that reminded me of you, please let me read it to you' or 'This line in the book I'm reading made me think of you, would you like to hear it?'

Snuggles while he reads you stories for sure.

If you have a hard time sleeping or suffer from insomnia, he'll keep reading to you till you fall asleep in his arms/against him.

Loves it when you go outside with him to watch the wild cats around the House of Lamentation or let him lay his head on your chest or your lap while you read to him and gently play with his hair as you do so. It puts him at ease.

For dates he'll have reading dates, take you to cat cafes or coffee shops, book stores.

Holding hands? Yeah, a lot of that.

Def has a candid shot photo of you playing with the cats either in one of the cat cafes he took you to or when you two were out in the front of the House of Lamentation as his lock screen

Calls you 'love', some literacy reference like 'my rose' [Le Petit Prince Ref.] for example, and MAYBE 'kitten'

Fav. places to kiss? Forehead, top of head, nose.

𝓐𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓾𝓼

Love Language? Quality time, Gift Giving and Physical Touch

He LOVES it when you two spend time together. That means lots of touching...

Like painting your nails, spa and self-care days, trying on clothes, list goes on! [... what were you thinking???]

Loves buying you clothes when he's off shopping, he sees something that suits your fashion taste? oh he's getting one in every colour.

Def. matching outfits for the two of you, like genuine matching outfits - not those tacky couple's shirts, tf?

Extremely PDA, so be ready for surprise kisses and hugs.

Be ready to be shown off! He'll be posting photos of you two together on his socials, takes you to his modeling gigs, parties, the whole nine-yards.

Out of all his designer clothes and belongings, you are the one he wants on his person 24/7.

Did you forget the man's also a musician? [I'm pretty sure it's actually canon in OG OM! might be wrong - don't hold me to this statement.]

He will write songs about you, you are his muse.

Makes sure you get VVIP treatment if you attend his shows and backstage privileges and just make sure the staff at his shows/events are treating you like the gem he sees you as.

In public, he'll hold your hand, link your arm with his, or even have a hand on your waist to keep you close to him at all times.

When you're sad he'll let you lay with him in his bed and spoon you, holding you close to him as he whispers sweet nothing to you but also will listen to you if you need to talk.

Respects your boundaries - Yeah, he's very physical when showing you how much he loves you but if you show any signs of being uncomfortable or tell him to stop, he will.

He never wants to upset you with his touching of physical affection.

Finds everything about you adorable

I mean EVERYTHING. You have parts of you you don't like and are insecure about? To him, every inch of you is perfect to him. You can't tell him otherwise.

He'll call you all the nicknames under the sun.

But, would mostly use 'babe', 'hun', 'cutie', 'gorgeous', and 'my beloved'

Fav. places to kiss? Everywhere and anywhere.

But most fav places to plant his kisses are your lips, shoulders and neck.

𝓑𝓮𝓮𝓵𝔃𝓮𝓫𝓾𝓫

Love language? Acts of Service and Quality time.

Willing to cook you anything you desire [with a little of restrain and struggle to not gobble down the food he's cooking for you]

Memorized all of your fav. foods, comfort foods and snacks, food allergies, how you like your food.

Anything relating you with your relationship with food - he will remember it.

Sad? Beel's got you, he's cooking up your ultimate comfort food for you - in the meantime, please enjoy the comfort snacks he bought you while he cooks for you.

Food is his love language, you can't tell me otherwise!

uh-oh, you're having late night cravings? Most likely Beel will be in the kitchen when you get there and he'll be more than happy to cook for you - no matter what your request is.

Def. a lot of food centric dates - restaurants, picnics, food tours, street food, movie nights.

DW, not all about food when it comes to dates. Loves going for outdoorsy dates to like hikes, enjoys having you as his spotter when working out or having you sit on his back when he's doing push-ups.

If you're there with him and you're spending time with him, he considers it a date

If there's food, he wants to experience it with you.

Love just being around you.

Cuddling on his bed to going grocery shopping - he loves it.

The strong silent type but will be sure to tell you how much he loves being around you.

Would love it if you cook/bake with him

He aspires to be a chef [literally canon.], so he loves trying to make new recipes and cooking dinner with you when he's on cooking duty.

Would call you 'honey' or something... I feel like any food related nicknames he'd use

otherwise, he'd just call you by your name

Fav. places to kiss? The top of your head and forehead.

𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓹𝓱𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓻

Love Language? Physical Touch.

Cuddles and snuggles in the Attic sleeping area Belphie set up when he was captive everyday after school, though he would want it to be 24/365 or till the end of time

Loves it when you gently play with his hair when he sleeps on you.

Loves waking up next to you, if your still asleep he'll just lay there admiring you while he plays with your hair or caresses your cheeks.

Would most likely use you as a personal body pillow.

Any sleeping position works for him - the closer your body is to his, the better.

Very handsy when he sleeps, he'll cling to you when you two are sleeping together - so be ready to never be able to escape his grasps till he wakes up.

Dates include a lot of night-time activities [yeah, I'm aware that the Devildom is in enteral night] include night walks in the surrounding woods and stargazing either outside of the House of Lamentation or in the Planetarium room of the house.

Would def. find a star close enough to his and Beel's and claim it as yours so no matter how far apart you are, you'll always be close to each other in the stars he loves looking at.

Loves getting pets on the head and when you caress/hold his face in your hands

You are now his personal pillow, he will lean against you anywhere at anytime to take a nap.

In more private settings, he'll lay down on your lap and fall asleep or just chat with you like that till he drifts off to sleep

You bed is now his bed, man would def. sneak into your bed in the middle of the night to sleep next to you

Calls you 'sleepyhead' or 'sleepy-sheep'

Fav. place to kiss? Forehead, back of neck, and shoulders.

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saintslewis · 10 months

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❝ get you ❞

pairing: Lando Norris x black fem! reader

summary: joining a specific group of youtubers on their channel wasn't something you'd envisioned for yourself but your friend, Ria, managed to get you into Quadrant. How Lando reacts is for you to keep reading 🤭.

warnings: a few…implications, outfit descriptions

taglist: @thisismeracing @goldsainz

saint’s team radio: I’ve had this idea for a while now but i had to get fully into Lando and now that i am, i hope you enjoy this 🫶🏽 (sorry if there are any typos!)

Switching the engine off, your platform Doc Martens stepped onto the rocky ground as you exited out of your sky blue bmw e30, definitely turning a few heads that were outside the warehouse you and the Quadrant members were going to be filming in today.

Fixing the maxi skirt that clung to you, you closed your car door and felt a buzz from your phone. Ria sent you a message that she was coming to you only for you to hear your name being called by your friend. "Y/n! Oh my days hi!" Ria exclaimed with a big smile on her face as she ran towards you.

Embracing each other, you two swayed for a few moments before letting go. "I haven't seen you in forever! I've missed you loads." You expressed, still holding hands and now walking away from your car, double checking that it's locked.

"Ugh, you have no idea how boring it is as the only girl on the team," Ria rolled her eyes, earning a laugh from you. "But you'll love it here, promise that. Also, just get ready for a lot internet attention because it will get to ya." She informed, pulling you into the large doors of the warehouse where you saw that they were setting up for an eventful video.

Ria brought her hand to shell her mouth, "Oi boys! Someone's here that I want you to meet!" She yelled over to the group of guys sitting around a table, laughing. All of them stood up with excitement on their faces as they came closer to the two of you.

"Hi, I'm Y/n." You introduced yourself with a small wave and a smile on your face, maintaining eye contact with all of them. "Well hello, I'm Max, this is Ethan, Aarav, Niran and Steve and i have no clue where Lando is but he'll be here soon. And over there is my girlfriend, Piper." Max introduced himself and the rest of the guys along with a girl standing with one of the camera ladies. "It's very nice to meet all of you. Hopefully I'll be here long enough to give you nicknames." You joked, and they all smiled at you. Before anyone could say another word, you heard a voice behind you booming from the entrance.

"Guys, did you see that e30 outside? It's gorgeous!" The boy with curly brown hair that flopped around as he walked closer to the group kept looking back at your car until he lost sight of it. The guys' faces seemed to lighten up even more when the boy mentioned the car and they all scurried to see it for themselves, all rambling on about not having seen one in a long time. Your felt Ria's arm go around your shoulders as the boy eventually walked up to you guys.

"Lando, how nice of you to join us today!" You could hear the sarcasm coming from Ria and you couldn't hide your smile from her tone. "Hello to you Ria." He greeted Ria with a fake smile and she mocked right back. He then moved his attention to you, the woman standing next to one of his best friends. Lando couldn't help but quickly study your face before he could formally introduce himself. The way the sun from the warehouse skylight shone on you made it seem as if you were an angel who had just descended from heaven. Your dark brown eyes were an infinite pool to get lost into and he noticed how the small eyelash extensions suited your face so much. Your lipgloss was basically calling his name for him to get a taste but he did not want to seem forward.

He knew he would have work hard in order to be with someone as majestic as you and you two have barely met. "Hi, I'm Lando." He shakily let out and he watched as your lips turned into a smile, one that revealed the tooth gem you had. "I'm Y/n, nice to meet ya." You said, keeping the eye contact between you two quite strong, well until Ria cleared her throat quite loudly next to the both of you. "Okay! Could feel it from a mile away." Ria's cheeks were basically hurting from the smile she had from seeing her two best friends slowly falling for each other.

Snapping out of the trance, you and Lando both looked at Ria with confusion. "Feel what?" You both asked simultaneously, not even thinking about her comment as the rest of the group came inside, gushing over your car. "Geez that car is beautiful! I wonder who's it is." Niran chatted. "It's mine, Glad you like it." You verbalised, seeing their faces turn to one of shock as you laughed at their reactions.

Lando was fighting to not let out a groan as he continued to observe you as you fell into conversation with the rest of the guys, earning a few belly laughs as you told a joke. He loved that you looked up into his eyes with every word you uttered. He gazed at your skin, how soft it looked and don't even get him started with your scent. The smells of vanilla mixed with a floral yet musky touch was a scent he could live with forever, wishing he would have the scent embedded into everything he owns.

"Oh, i'll be paired with Lando?" You wondered aloud and looked at the boy who was spaced out. Hearing his name brought him back to reality and he was so happy when he heard his name fall out of your lips, your voice slowly becoming one of his favourite sounds.

"And please do welcome the newest member of Quadrant, Y/n!" Lando announced and the group along with the crew behind the cameras cheered. You waved to the camera with a big smile, your tooth gem on display. "So Y/n, would you like to explain what's happening for today's video?" Max asked whilst rocking back and forth. "I would love to!" You smiled and looked at the camera. "Today, we are going to be putting our baking skills to the test by pairing up and racing around London, looking for special ingredients for each pair to make a cake that will be decorated in light of the Silverstone Grand Prix next week!" You expressed your words with such enthusiasm, making the others cheer. You had most definitely noticed Lando standing quite close to you and leaning his arm on your shoulder, making it seem as if you two had been friends for longer than the cameras can pick up.

As the others said their pieces for the intro of the video, your stomach swarmed with butterflies as you felt Lando shift his body to no longer lean on you but to rather place his arm around you. You could already see the comments that will be rolling in once this video will be released. You knew it was already going to be quite the stir to run around London for ingredients with Lando as you knew who he was so you hoped the attention would be on the topic of the video rather than you too.

"We have already established teams of two before filming thanks to the lovely game of rock paper scissors." Steve said and you couldn't help but slightly laugh because you knew it wasn't true and you had assigned partners for yourselves. Before filming, you all were handed GoPro cameras to film your adventures around London and you held it quite securely, making sure that the main camera could not see you holding the GoPro.

"Okay, so we have an hour and a half to get all the ingredients and two hours to make the cakes. The timer starts..now!" As soon as Max finished his sentence, you all scrambled to the entrance to go to your cars. "Lando, who's do we take?" You asked, turning on the small camera and looking at Lando who held your hand and guided you towards his McLaren 765LT. You tried not to look too excited around the car so you kept your internal screams to yourself. Lando had unlocked the car and opened the butterfly door for you, not even noticing that he had descretely held his hand over your head in order for you to enter the car without bumping your head on the car roof but the camera most definitely captured the footage.

Once he ignited the car, you two took off in first place with the others trailing behind you. "So where to, Mr Norris?" You asked as you securely placed the camera on the dash. Oh how Lando hoped that the editors would cut out all the blushing and flirty moments between you two because clearly there's going to be a lot of footage of that. "The only one i can really think of is Tesco in Oxford. You can have the aux by the way." He suggested, giving the aux cord to you and resorting to one hand driving as he was familiar with the area.

"It's a Thursday so I don't think it would be that full but just to be safe, we could try this supermarket in Kensington." You suggested and you could feel his eyes on you as he processed your reply. "I just took a young drive around that area a while ago and I got hungry so I stopped by to see what was there." You informed, flicking through your music as you finally picked a song that you thought he would enjoy. The sound of 'Headshots (locals)' by Isaiah Rashad blasted through the McLaren's speakers. Immediately, his head began nodding along and he watched as you sang along and danced to the music, he knew that it was going to be cut from the video because of copyright issues but he absolutely loved seeing you like this. "Okay, sorry, I had to hear that song. Let me get the gps going." You apologised and he brushed it off. "It's okay, don't worry." He said, itching to hold your hand but he did not want to cross any boundaries.

The gps showed up on the display screen of the car and showed him the quickest way to get to the supermarket without any traffic. "Do you know how to bake?" You asked, shifting your body to face his as he drove. You knew how awkward car rides with strangers were but you were determined to make him comfortable with you. "Barely, it's not one of the talents i have." He answered, making you chuckle. "So you'll push the cart around then?" You joked, turning your attention to type the ingredients into your notes app. "It's my main purpose in life to push the cart around." His face remained serious but not for long as you two began laughing.

"If it's edible, can we split it halfsies?" He proposed, putting his foot down on the gas pedal, accelerating the car to go faster. Immediately feeling the speed, you held onto anything that was close and that just happened to be Lando's large hand that wasn't on the steering wheel and the fluorescent green seatbelt around you. As you were approaching a red light, he eventually slowed down and looked at you only for him to began cackling, feeling the tears in his eyes already. "Your face!" He cracked up only for you to playfully roll your eyes at him.

"For your information Lan, that cake will be edible because of the bakery we own back home." You proudly said, smiling into the camera as he calmed down from his laughter and looked at you with a smile that made the butterflies in his stomach flutter. Lando could feel his face get warmer and his ears were most definitely red from just looking at you. Talking to you and making you laugh makes him feel like such an accomplishment to him, one that he would cherish for a long time.

Taking your attention away from the camera and onto the road, you could see the supermarket straight ahead. "Oh there it is, Lan!" You pointed it out as you entered a small neighbourhood road. It had all types of flowers and plants outside of it and it looked quite big so he was quite confident that they would find everything they needed. "What flavour should we make?" You asked as he was looking for a good parking spot and reversed parked his car. "Vanilla? Or maybe red velvet?" He shrugged his shoulders as he switched the car off and exited the car to open your door for you. He held out his hand for you in order for you to exit the car gracefully.

"Vanilla's good." You nodded as you leaned back into the car to grab the camera and your shoulder bag and oh my, did you give this man a sight to see. Although your maxi skirt covered everything from your hips to your shoes, you bending over into the car had the boy imagining things that would get him into trouble. He didn't want to think of you in such a way on the first day of meeting each other but you were so captivating to him. You, on the other hand, knew exactly what you were doing to Lando. You really could've packed your shoulder bag and the camera before getting out of the car but you just wanted to mess with him because you could feel his eyes on you every time you did anything. You never had quite the charm before so to see someone like him folding for you was something that you wanted to continue.

"Okay I got everything. Could you please hold the camera while I go get a cart?" You asked as you handed the camera to Lando who looked visibly flustered at your previous actions. Leaving him with the camera to grab the last big cart outside, he quickly closed the car door and securely locked it, rushing over to you. "Let's go to the dairy section first." He suggested and took control of the cart so that you could get the ingredients because you actually know what you're doing.

"It seems like we've all we need but we need a specific colour for the icing." Your eyebrows furrowed as you scrolled through your web browser to look for food colouring bottles. Seeing your frustration, he came over to your side but he still couldn't see it clearly. Going with the bold move, he placed his hands on the handle, hovering over you with your back nearly touching his front and his head leaning towards yours. "The one with the edible glitter that goes with it?" He asked, his voice quite low and close to your ear, feeling his hair touch the side of your forehead. Your breath hitched as you felt him this close to you, your heart skipping a beat as his scent enveloped you. You couldn't get the words out so you opted to nod. Leaning his head a bit more towards your face to take a closer look at your phone, he looked away at all the food colouring and extras that you were both standing next to and immediately spotted exactly what you were looking for.

His warmth moved away as he placed the final item into the cart. Looking at his face, he had seemed so nonchalant about what he just did and you quickly looked over at the camera that was perched up onto the cart and it captured the whole thing. You chose to switch the camera off until you got back into the car and you knew that had to be cut out. Realising that you hadn't moved from your spot, Lando came up to you with concern written all over his face. "What's-" "I don't want to end up on the gossip pages, Lan so when the cameras on, can we keep a friendly distance?" You pleaded quietly, looking around to see if anyone had noticed him. The white graphic tee, shorts and af1 combo wouldn't get him noticed but maybe he could be because of the black McLaren cap he wore backwards, an simple yet effective outfit that made your knees weak.

"And when they're off?" He voiced, coming closer to you as he looked to his side through his peripheral vision and immediately grabbed your waist for a hug. You threw your arms around his neck in confusion and looked at what had captured his attention, a few people peering into the aisle you were in with their phones recording. He hid his face into your neck, the beard scratching your skin a bit as he tried to avoid his lips touching your neck but failed, goosebumps raising as you felt his lips there. The eager group that had spotted Lando were walking into your aisle looking utterly confused as they continued to stare at the two of you. "Lan, just follow along. Hug tighter." You instructed and he did as he was told. "Oh my god! Thank you baby! I love Bora Bora so much!" You began squealing and slightly in his arms as he began swaying the two of you. You secretly switched a ring from your right hand to your left one as you watched as their smiles switched to congratulatory ones as they quickly walked past you and exited the aisle. You tapped his shoulder so that he could lift his head. "Are they gone yet?" He asked into your neck as he slowly lifted his head. "Yeah, I think it's safer you go to the car and then i'll meet you there with everything, okay?" He nodded then dug into his pocket and handed you his card from his wallet and before you could even decline the card, he held your hand and placed his card into your palm. "Don't even. When you're anywhere with me, you can't use your money." He grinned and left before you could respond, leaving you with a smile onto your face.

Closing the front trunk of his car for him, he carried the shopping bags into the warehouse which had been decorated to look like those large kitchens in reality cooking shows. You were the second pair to arrive on set with Ria and Aarav being the first ones. “You made it!” Ria exclaimed as she ran towards you and pushed Lando away even though he wasn’t necessarily in your way. It was a quick hug then she pulled you to the side with Lando putting the items onto one of the kitchen sets.

“Babe, you have to tell me everything that happened.” Ria whispered with the most teasing smile on her face. “Ria, why are you assuming we have anything going on?” You lifted your eyebrow at your best friend. She gave you a look and that made you cave in. “Ugh fine, we went to a store in Kensington that I genuinely thought wouldn’t have any fans and I ‘saved’ him but that’s all I’m telling you.” You said with a cheeky smile and walked away from her as you heard her call you back. Standing next to Lando’s crouched position, you watched as he looked at the oven confused and you helped him pre heat it. He looked up at you with eyes that couldn’t hide what he thought and that gave you chills down your spine.

After a chaotic but fun three hours of baking and chasing each other around with icing, you and Lando were named the winners thanks to your amazing baking and decorating skills. Wrapping up filming, you said goodbye to everyone and thanked them for an amazing first day but Lando didn’t want to let you go just as yet so he decided to take you out for dinner just to ‘welcome you into the team’ and invite you to his home race. “But isn’t that all for friends and family? I wouldn’t want to intrude Norris.” You spoke and he shook his head as he held your soft hand. “I want my lucky charm to be there with me.” He said staring into your eyes and you broke out a smile. “Okay we’re going to have to work on your rizz but the answer is yes, I’ll go.” You giggled as he placed his head in his hands and laughed.

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yourinstagram congratulations muppet 🫶🏽 (can’t believe he got me to like papaya orange but it’s okay bc he got p2)

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landonorris thank you, mother of Skye 🩷

user WHO TF IS SKYE

yourinstagram my car, she’s sky blue and Lan named her

user idk how her and lando aren’t dating yet. the chemistry in that cake video??? UNMATCHED

user when she helped him with the weird fans>>>>

user when he leaned over her to look at the screen better??? i died and came back

yourinstagram you guys saw that? 😧

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riabish papaya orange is soooo your colour 🤭

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user so he’s no longer Lando No rizz?

user seems like he’s always had the rizz 😋

landonorris woah hey are you free Friday bc i’m free Friday?

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lysarria · 9 months

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This is an idea I had a while back but I didn't go for it. I've been working on a 2 part Sy fic and then my lovely friend @mayloma wrote about Trainer!Sy and it sparked up this idea again and I decided to just go for it. Sorry in advance for typos 🤪. I'm still new to writing but I enjoy it a lot. Thank you for reading 🥰🤗

Warnings: 18+, cussing, sexual thoughts, sexual talk, hot and horny Sy 🥵

Word count: 904

A change in plans

I rushed back to my desk after the work meeting had ended and it went way past the allotted time of 4:30 p.m. I looked at the time on my laptop before it shut down - 5:25pm. Fuck! I had no way of letting Sy know during the meeting that it looked like it would be going over. Damnit. I quickly grabbed my phone and purse and ran out of the building. Tapping my phone screen but no response... I pushed the power button... nothing. Are you fucking serious? My phone battery is dead? I had such a busy day at work I barely used it. I thought I had charged it. What else will happen? I unlocked my car and plopped into the driver seat and tossed my purse onto the passenger seat. I reached for my charger cord and notice it's missing. Why ?!!! Fucckk! Sy is probably worried about me and I have no way to charge my phone to call him. I remember I had left my charger in his truck from our random day trip we took last weekend. During the drive home I had many thoughts in my head. Sy knows that sometimes my meetings can go over but also those times I had a charged phone and could communicate with him.

I had reached our driveway. His truck is in the driveway. As I am getting closer to our house I notice Sy standing outside all dressed up. His hair is styled. Beard is shaped up. He looks so incredibly handsome. Oh fuck....he wanted to take me out on a Friday night date to a restaurant that's out on the river with a beautiful outdoors seating setup.

I pull up next to his truck and as I am getting out he leans up against the sliding glass doors, crossing his arms and stares at me.

Me: Bear, I'm so so so sorry. My meeting went past time and I had no way to tell you. I was going to call you otw to my car and my phone battery had died and then discovered I forgot my car charger in your truck.....

*looking back at his truck and then turning to look back at Sy*

I really am sorry. I've not had much luck this evening it seems. I slowly begin to walk towards Sy and I can smell the sandalwood cologne that I had bought for him. This man sends me into overdrive so easily.

Sy - *continues to stare* I was gettin' pretty worried about ya Sug. I sent ya some texts and then I called but went straight to voicemail. I am glad you are home safe. I was giving ya a bit more time to get home before I went to check on ya. I was excited to take ya out tonight for a date but I've made a change in our plans....

Me - *walking closer to Sy* We can still go! Give me a few minutes to freshen up. It's not too late to go. *I reach for him and he steps back and I felt my heart sink and then I was concerned. Trying to not let tears form*

Sy - tsk tsk. I said I made a change in our plans for this evening. You've been a naughty girl today. You didn't charge your phone last night. You forgot your charger in my truck. You wore those sexy dress pants today that hug your ass so perfectly and then you had to wear that peach color tank top that looks so good with your skin color. Ya might have been at work all day but seeing ya wearing that outfit this morning....ya know it's one of my favorites and watching your cute self getting ready to leave for work and then ya kiss me and you had on that sweet tasting lipgloss...ya don't realize how close I was to telling you to call into work so I could keep ya all to myself today. I've almost gone crazy today with thoughts about ya and how eager I was for ya to come home, baby.

Me - *I notice that he isn't mad. Nope...that's not mad. The way he's breathing. Watching his chest go up and down. That look in his eyes. I looked down slightly and noticed the huge buldge in his pants and my eyes widen and feel my cheeks get warm. I quickly snapped my eyes back to Sy and I feel my heart rate speed up.*

I want to make it all up to you my bear and show you I'm sorry.

Sy - Don't ya worry sugababy. I've already thought up a few ideas on how ya can make up for being so naughty today *grins and winks* and each idea will have you moaning my name over and over.

Me - *Staring at this hunk of a man and inhaling the scent of his cologne and feeling my body start to shake from being turned on*

I love you, Sy.

Sy quickly approaches me and picks me up and puts me over his shoulder and smacks my ass a couple of times as he takes me into the house and I can't help but giggle and feeling excited for these new plans that he made.

Sy - my naughty girl is giggling right now but those giggles will soon turn into heavy breathing and moans. I love you too, Sugababy.

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katzirra · 4 months

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So I actually had followed your AskXig after seeing shitty reposters elsewhere and was like no dammit I want to see it from the original artist

Which was one of the reasons I came back to tumblr

And found your main via rabbit holes I guess (I’m very tired sorry for any fuzzy logic/typos)

Uh I guess two things: I’m so glad you are working on art as fun (I like the Nordic braids). I really hope this year treats you well (also had to give up wheat and dairy myself so I feel ya)

And two: have you ever had the chance to read the Crimson Peak novelization? It is the film but with all the juicy motivations and character thoughts made plain which just makes rewatches even more 👍🏼

That's honestly so funny to think of my ask Xigbar posts being reposted anywhere?? I mean, my fault for never signing my art I guess but also like - ask blogs are so EXCLUSIVELY done on Tumblr in my brain that seeing them in the wild would be so WEIRD...

I'm glad you sought out my actual blog, you're a real one for that though!! Welcome back though, hope you have a good time back on here :0 AND WELCOME TO MY BLOG[S], FRIEND~

I'm so sorry for the dietary restrictions hitting you, oof hope you can traverse that lifestyle change easily over time!! ;; AND THANKS UH... I'm enjoying my little fandom pocket right now, and especially just...getting back into my old/new processes of art honestly?? It's... been very rewarding. I wanna do ask Xig casually in the future again, but I gotta like mentally get a better relationship with my art and following. It wasn't feeling worth my time, and it was being detrimental to my art relationship on top of rocky grounds already OOF!!

AND I HAVE NOT GOTTEN INTO THAT YET :0!! I keep thinking of picking it up because it's inexpensive, or at least doing the audiobook while I'm at work because those are excellent at my current job? I've heard it's nice for that exact fact; just adds a little fourish to some things and a little flavor to expanding on thoughts yes, yes!!

Maybe I'll have to check it out if it's being directly mentioned to me HM HM!!!

#kat talks #GETTING ASKS CAUSES ME SO MUCH JOY BLOWS KISSES

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boxofthings · 1 year

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Finally finished a prompt and wrote some GhostRoach (kinda) matching gear fluff :)

I might also go back and do some of the other ideas anon listed

This turned out much longer than expected lmao and isn't as well fleshed out and polished like my two other fics so if there are typos I'm sorry lol (also might be a lil ooc since this was just mindless brainrot writing)

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A haphazard smack against his helmet briefly knocks him out of his crouched stance. He grunts softly as he repositions himself near the bushes. Ghost isn't surprised that a task force member got bored and decided to bother him. He's even less surprised when he turns around and comes face to face with Roach, eyes crinkled in a relaxed grin.

"What," he says, unimpressed. They're supposed to be on recon duty, but it's lasted far longer than he thinks is needed, and with the information they've gathered being as dry as it was, Ghost had figured the squad would've started loosening up by now.

He should've figured Roach would be the first one to get antsy.

"Wanted to check up on you," Roach signs. He lowers himself so that he's at Ghost's level and slings his firearm over his shoulder. "Also, I'm bored."

Ghost rolls his eyes. "So I see you've made the smart decision and sought me out to help cure your boredom?" He makes a show of raising his brow even though it won't be seen through the mask.

Roach nods, completely unbothered by his lieutenant's snark.

"Of all people..." Ghost mumbles under his breath, but his limbs feel just a little less heavy than they were a minute ago.

He doesn't follow Roach's example and keeps his gun at the ready, barrel pointed straight in front of him. At the same time, the sergeant starts getting himself comfortable (or as comfortable as one can be in a humidly damp forest) with his journal already out and pencil in hand.

Ghost doesn't bother reprimanding him. It'd felt so long ago that he'd nitpick at every minuscule shortcoming displayed by his subordinates. It'd only feel strange if he went back to that now, especially with Roach, who had definitely played a role in the aversion of that overtly rigid demeanour.

And besides, he knows Roach to be startlingly swift when facing a sudden oncoming threat, and with the added security of Ghost still on alert, their chances of ambush were low.

When had he gotten so soft?

He turns to the sergeant–the culprit responsible for that development. A rush of fond exasperation churns in his gut, but he doesn't speak, only watches, as he often does with Roach.

He looks down at the open journal page, a current sketch of the foliage around them, some jotted-down thoughts and a drawing of Ghost from earlier in the day.

It doesn't bother him, but he's always surprised to see Roach's sketches of him, even if it'd been established long ago that Roach, much like the captain, tends to draw everyone.

It just means something else when it's Ghost.

Ghost clears his throat, suddenly abashed, "You and MacTavish should have drawing competitions. Bet he'd enjoy that."

The sergeant looks up, then glances down at his page again, pointedly looking at the sketch of the lieutenant.

"We already had one," he responds. "He won." Roach dramatically hangs his head and clutches his heart in a mocking "woe is me" display. Ghost feels the corners of his lips lift.

"Ah," he starts, leaning over to give a quick pat on the shoulder. "Sorry to hear that. S'pose the captain does have a couple of years on ya."

Roach shrugs lightheartedly, "My creations could definitely use some work." He returns to his previous activity while Ghost turns his gaze back to their targeted area.

He's starting to feel antsy himself, and he's long recognized the source of that familiar precipice. "I like 'em, though," he says, much more hesitant and softer than his tone before, probably hoping the latter won't hear.

Roach's eyes shift upwards and he takes a moment to observe Ghost, crinkled eyes boring deep into his skin, and he feels his body flaring warmer.

He leans forward and gives a quick peck to Ghost's covered cheek, patting the area lightheartedly before returning to his previous ministrations, all too quickly for Ghost to properly process and appreciate what had just happened.

Ghost manages a choked "Mhm" before he's back to steadying his gun in his grasp, albeit a little shakier this time.

They don't say anything else after that–Ghost suddenly hyper-focused on the tree to the left of his barrel, and Roach very obviously content with their current established dynamic.

The silence is, as always, comfortable between them, and it passes for another half an hour before Royce comms in that his area is clear and that there's nothing else to look for.

Ghost stands up, gathering the gear he'd set on the ground, and moves over to offer Roach a hand to hoist him up.

The other closes his journal and brushes off his gear. When he looks up at Ghost, he grins.

"What?" Ghost asks, sensing an aura of inscrutability.

Roach continues to smile as he shakes his head, already turning to trek down the path they came from. Ghost wordlessly follows him.

Once they've all settled into their respective rides, Ghost radios in with Soap one last time to confirm extraction before he signals Royce to start driving.

He's just started to relax when he catches a glimpse of his reflection in the side-view mirror.

There's nothing out of the ordinary. Just his masked face as usual, but when he glances slightly upwards to where his helmet sits, that's where he spots it.

A sticker. It's a flower and a soft baby pink, and Ghost stares at it, slightly incredulous as if it appeared out of thin air.

Except–he has a hunch on where it came from, and the earlier smack to his helmet comes back to rattle his brain in a wave of exasperation.

And, of course, Roach chose to ride with Meat in the other car. He'll deal with it later.

Seven hours later and they're finally back on base. Ghost is about ready to pass out in his quarters, but as soon as he steps into the common room, Meat approaches him, no doubt to pester Ghost into joining his evening bender.

Ghost is about to wave him off when Meat pauses and squints at him. "The hell is that?"

For a moment, Ghost doesn't understand what Meat's referring to and, by default, is prepared to say it's his face, but the other's gaze is lifted just a tad higher than where Ghost's ears would be, and he realizes.

"It's just a sticker," he grumbles. He'd almost forgotten about it, "Don't get your knickers in a twist."

Meat only looks more confused. "Yeah, but-" his attention is ripped away by Roach, who makes his way over to the two. "Wow."

"What?" Roach asks.

The other makes a heatless scowl, "So you'll let Roachie here decorate your helmet but if we even suggest you add some personality and glamour to your gear, you just get all huffy?"

It's Ghost's turn to scowl. "I do not get huffy." And he immediately chides himself for sounding like a petulant child arguing with their sibling over who started what. Over a sticker.

"And the sergeant did it without my knowledge." He tries to add with more professionalism, but it doesn't help that Roach is standing next to him, grinning like an idiot.

The answer obviously doesn't satisfy Meat at all--only really exasperates him more. He shakes his head and gives a brief, knowing glance towards Roach, that Ghost heavily glares at, before he gives the lieutenant a light pat as he leaves. "Whatever. Looks cute, L.T."

Before he can respond, Roach is already pulling him away towards the direction of the mess hall.

Once they've sat down with a tray of food in front of them, Ghost takes the time to unbuckle his helmet, deliberately making eye contact with Roach.

"Well?" he says, side-eyeing his partner.

Roach glances down at the aforementioned sticker, then looks back up at Ghost and shrugs.

"Why not?" he signs. "You could add a little colour to your..." he gestures towards Ghost's person haphazardly.

Ghost sighs, placing down his helmet to the side and settling into his seat.

"You know you can take it off. It's all in good fun."

Ghost gives one last glance at the little sticker before digging into his food.

He'll keep it on for now, only because he'd rather focus his attention on his meal over something so ridiculous.

The next time they're off on a mission, it's rather quick. A cut-and-dry track and assimilate.

As Soap handles their acquired asset into the carrier, Ghost takes a quick moment to glance at the pop-up shops around them.

They've been deployed to a small village on the east coast of the U.S., where their target had hunkered up in. During their sweep of the area, he'd observed the various shop stands he'd passed by.

Now, as he studies the goods in front of him, his eye catches on a bright sheet in his peripheral.

He buys it without a second thought. Keeping it tucked in his vest's breast pocket when he meets back up with the others.

It's a slow day. He's reading over mission debriefings in his shared office with the captain.

He'd chosen to look over them during afternoon drills when he knew he wouldn't be disturbed.

With everyone outside sweating their asses off, he'd be granted a couple hours of free time.

He's fifteen minutes into his file readings when Roach walks straight through the door, shoulders slumped from fatigue and half his gear still strapped to his body.

Ghost immediately sits straighter, forgoing his attention on the papers strewn across his desk and taking in Roach's presence. He's back a day early from his latest deployment. One Ghost, unfortunately, wasn't assigned to join.

"Injuries?"

Roach huffs lightheartedly and shakes his head. "Just a few bruised ribs. All good."

He sits down beside Ghost with a heavy sigh and glances over his papers. "How have you been?"

Ghost relaxes as soon as the other situates the other chair, and his hand involuntarily creeps closer to Roach across the table.

Roach zeroes in on it and grasps it without question.

Ghost swallows. "I've been fine. Slow day. How was the mission?"

The sergeant shrugs. "Nothing special, just a week of mostly sitting around."

Ghost nods, gripping Roach's hand just a little tighter.

Roach removes his helmet and places it on Ghost's desk, leaning closer towards him so their shoulders are touching.

"Mission debriefings?"

"Mm. Just going over a few before I give 'em to MacTavish."

Roach nods, leaning his head against Ghost's shoulder.

Ghost snorts, already knowing where this will go. "If you're tired, you should've headed to the barracks."

Roach makes no show of moving, only whispering a soft "Wanted to see you" that makes Ghost's chest feel funny.

Ghost decides to return to his papers, one hand still intertwined with his partner's, but refusing to let go.

Roach has already begun dozing off when Ghost brings the nearest paper closer to him.

Ghost only manages to get twenty minutes of productive reading in when his mind becomes preoccupied. He's read the same paragraph five times before he throws the paper down and rubs his eyes.

The warm weight on his side hasn't moved an inch, and Ghost feels a faint smile graze his lips when he glances down at Roach, dead to the world, on Ghost's shoulder.

When he turns back to his desk, something catches his eye from his peripheral. It's the small sheet of stickers he'd bought on that mission weeks ago, haphazardly sticking out from between two folders.

He'd forgotten about it, was already apprehensive about using them as soon as he'd arrived back with them in his pocket.

But when he turns to his left, Roach's helmet sits innocently within his reach, and his eyes dart between that and the stickers on his right.

He sighs, feeling a little like a small child scheming to steal an extra snack or two from the pantry.

He reaches forward, mindful of not jostling Roach too much, as he grabs the plastic sheet and slides it out of its clear sleeve.

Ghost gingerly peels a little blue flower off the sheet and delicately places it on the same area where Roach placed his on Ghost's helmet.

After smoothing it out for a few seconds, he debates placing another. Just because. But as he reaches over to grab at the sheet again, he freezes.

The soft breathing from his left had quieted substantially, and he slowly looks down to his shoulder to make eye contact with Roach's amused gaze.

"How long were you awake," he grumbles.

Roach lifts himself, extricating his hand from Ghost's and stretching. "Long enough to watch you lovingly decorate my helmet."

"I wasn't-It was just one."

He doesn't respond, only reaches out to grab his helmet and turns back to Ghost, expression almost triumphant.

Ghost can only look down at Roach's mouth and subconsciously leans closer.

It is then that the captain walks right through the door, papers in hand, approaching his own desk when he catches Ghost and Roach in the act.

The smile that breaks across Mactavish's face is almost comical. Ghost immediately wishes he'd just done this in his own quarters.

"That's real precious, lads," he snorts.

Ghost grimaces, prepared for the onslaught of teasing from his commanding officer.

Soap notices his discomfort and quickly reassures him. "Ah, don't be embarrassed, mate. Roach here used to decorate my helmet when he first joined the squad."

For a moment, Ghost feels an ugly bout of jealousy spark through his gut, which is ridiculous because they're just stickers.

Roach quickly pats Ghost's hand and waves off the captain.

"It was my first mission with him alone, and we got so bored we just did anything to pass the time." As if he sensed Ghost's envy.

"Yeah yeah," MacTavish responds. "No need to feel jealous, Ghost. You're still the special one."

Roach sits back down, turning his body to Ghost while intently making eye contact with Soap. "He also lost the helmet that very same mission."

Soap sneers with zero heat as he walks toward the exit. "Think of it as an unpredicted blessing. Now you can focus all that attention onto Ghost.

The door closes, and Ghost wordlessly turns to Roach.

The other's grin hasn't diminished a bit, and Ghost feels warm under all his layers.

Roach leans forward and encloses Ghost's face between his hands, calloused but gentle, and brings his lips to Ghost's in a tender kiss.

His mask is still on, but Ghost reciprocates regardless and cherishes the moment all the same. He closes his eyes and leans fully into Roach's body heat as the other moves one hand to the back of Ghost's neck to lock them in place.

When they separate, Roach takes a moment to caress Ghost's face before pulling back and standing up.

Ghost already misses the contact.

Roach is about to walk out of the office before he turns back, glancing at the helmet in his hands and giving Ghost one last survey.

"It does look cute, L.T."

Ghost only huffs.

#put this into docs and the word count was 2k I really am the worst ficlet writer #my big fic wip watching me spend my free time writing short ghostroach prompts: >:(#ghostroach #ghost x roach #simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #prompt #fic #cod #call of duty modern warfare #mw2 #these two mean everything to me #they deserve more fics #also feel free to send more prompts i need an excuse to not do work #ask #box of words #box of asks #box of posts

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goldrose-star · 1 year

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Of first impressions and coincidental meetings pt. 2 🌱

This is the second part of "Of first impressions and coincidental meetings".

The first part can be found here.

Let me know what you think if you'd like and I'd be happy if you guys have any constructive criticism to spare for me 💖

Again, sorry in advance for mixing up / jumping between present and past tense and/or any typos 🙏

Clay, Jay, Griffin and Emmett (Carnal Messiah) belong to @rottent33th and AJ belongs to me 💖😊

Story under cut

Moving in - Between boxes blooming feelings 📦🏡

In the next couple of days after AJ had signed the purchase contract for her cabin, located just on the outskirts of Killmor that she could now proudly call her own, she drove back to her previous apartment and packed the rest of her belongings, that weren't already in the cabin. Her friend Liam helped her load everything in the truck that was gonna bring her possessions to Killmor. He has been friends with AJ since she could remember, like some sort of big brother that she never had.

After the long drive back to Killmor, including a few pauses, buying fast food, catching up and sharing laugher and jokes, they started to unpack. It took them both about two hours until every piece of furniture and every box was unloaded and inside her new home. By the time they finished it was around six o'clock. Then came the time to say goodbye.

Liam pulled AJ against his chest. "Take care of yourself, you hear me? I want you to call at least every two weeks or so. I'm gonna miss seeing you. Come visit if you find the time.". AJ playfully rolled her eyes which he couldn't see, hugged him back and answered "Yes dad. Ya know I will. If there is anything, I'll call. And take care of yourself as well.".

He gave her one last squeeze before letting go. Accompanying him outside she called to him before he could get inside his car, "Tell ma, dad and Jace I love them when you talk to them or see them!". "Don't worry, I will!" he winked. The young woman waved as his car backed out of her driveway.

A couple of hours later AJ had already swiped off the dust from every surface of furniture, which had accumulated over the time that she had searched for a new home, and wiped the floors with floor cleaner that smelled like lily of the valley. Liam has helped her move and set up the furniture that was to heavy moving alone in each room.

Sitting on the floor surrounded by boxes she was currently nursing a bottle of passion fruit flavoured keg soda while'Thirty Seconds To Mars - Kings and Queens' was playing on her vinyl player. She opened two more boxes, one containing various books, another one movies and games. Behind her a chain of fairy lights was sitting on her coffee table, just waiting to be put up near the ceiling around the living room.

Around eight o'clock Clay was driving back home from band practice then he saw light gently shining through the curtains in the cabin that he knew now belonged to his new friend AJ. It seemed like she was back, having left a week ago to move her things from her old apartment. The cabin was located about five miles outside of town, nearly half the distance to Clay's cabin. He decided to swing by, parking his beloved rusty blue 1967 Chevy Impala in the small driveway next to AJ's ochre painted Opel Kadett C Caravan. Telling himself that he was just checking in on her, making sure she was okay.

Turning off the ignition he walks up the few steps, her front porch already adorned with a wind chime, swaying softly in the evening breeze. Her doormat welcoming him as he knocks a few times, hearing music from the other side of the door.

Light footsteps can be heard before coming to a halt behind the door. A moment later said door opens, revealing AJ. She was wearing a old washed-out band tee from Guns n' Roses, short pyjama pants and a pair of white socks that reached her shins. The beige knee-length cardigan he has seen her wear before, in the forest, was loosely hugging her figure.

"Clay? What are you doing here? Did ya missed me already?", her expression turned from initially surprised to something that came close to amusement. It made the corner of her lips pick up and her eyes shine, highlighting the inner golden ring encircling the iris of her eyes. The redhead scoffed halfheartedly, rolling his eyes in faux annoyance as his freckled cheeks coloured the tiniest tinge of pink and he couldn't help himself from instinctively responding with a genuine smile of his own. He did miss her. Replying "You wish darlin'. I didn't knew ya were back in town. I saw that the lights were on by chance." to which she answered with "Yeah, I just came back today. A friend of mine helped me pack and move the furniture. You want to come inside?". She held the door wider open, stepping aside.

The redhead thanked her, stepping inside. Letting his eyes wander over the room he found it was almost fully furnitured, about a dozen cartons still laying around on the floor.

He remembered something, seeing the open moving boxes containing the books. "I still have your tote bag in my car." he said, pointing his thumb over his shoulder. "Keep it. In case you need it, I have more than enough of these." was her response, waving her hand, the different rings on her fingers catching and reflecting the light at various angles.

[AJ recalled that they had decided to watch a movie that night after AJ had showed him around her new home, Clay commenting on different kinds of furniture and decoration. "I don't even know what movie we watched. I think it was some old classic." she shrugged.]

Clay enjoyed spending time with her, even while doing such mundane things like watch TV in the middle of the night. The light of the television illuminated the room softly, both of them sitting on her couch, a blanket wrapped around AJ's shoulders. He was about to lean over to her to tell her something when a weight gently set against his shoulder and he turned his head to see that AJ had fallen asleep, her breathing slow and rhythmical.

He took it as his sign to leave. Supporting her head he got up, pulling one of the throw pillows from the corner of the sofa before slowly laying her down on it. Rearranging the blanket he tugged it up to her shoulders and under her chin. Despite himself he reached out, tenderly caressing her rosy cheek with the back of his long fingers.

"Good night sweetpea, sweet dreams." the young man whispered before standing up and making his way to the front door, gently opening and closing it on his way out into the night.

Moving to Killmor would be one of the best decisions AJ ever made, she would come to find out.

Concert - Free drinks 🎤🍹

[serendipity -> the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way / finding something good without looking for it]

[epiphany -> a moment of sudden and great revelation or realisation / a moment when you suddenly feel that you understand, or suddenly become conscious of something that is very important to you]

Pretending to be AJ's boyfriend has most definitely not been one of Clay's plans for tonight, as he and the other members of Carnal Messiah entered the stage, but he definitely wasn't about to complain about it.

AJ was currently sitting at the bar, sipping the rest of her first Piña Colada for the night, enjoying the music, cheering for the performing band with the small group of people that seemed to be fans. It may have been an odd choice for a drink but it was her favorite and she wasn't about to let anybody ruin it for her. What she didn't expect was the incoming trouble.

She ordered her second drink, about to pay for it as a hand reached out, credit card between pointer and middle finger. "Don't worry that pretty head of yours, I'll pay." a grating voice said. Looking over, a middle-aged man winked at her, wearing a three piece suit. Outgrown hair that reached just over his ears slicked back, stubbles around his chin and a smarmy smirk plastered on his face. AJ was trying her hardest to hold back the snarky reply that was sitting on the tip of her tongue, trying instead to smile politely.

"You come here often, pretty doll?" he asked, his hand moving in the direction of her skirt-dressed thigh. Little did he know what he had coming for him.

As their set was over and they were backstage Jay said his goodbye to the other band members, Clay included, having a shift tomorrow morning at the record store. The rest decided to stay there for a drink or two. Heading towards the bar the redhead spotted AJ, some guy sitting next to her.

Seeing how that creep's hand dipped down towards AJ's knee made before unknown jealous pump through his veins and his fists clench. Before the guy had the chance to rest his hand on her Clay was already making his way over to the bar with big steps, coming to a halt in front of them, throwing his arm in a protective manner around AJ's shoulder.

"That guy bothering you, sugar?" he asked instead, opting to play pretend, making sure it was loud enough for the guy to hear. It achieved the desired effect, the man retracting his hand as if he had burned himself. His eyes widend as Clay's hazel eyes turned to AJ and he gave her a charming smile. She immediately knew what Clay was doing and decided to play along. Shaking her head no, she answered "No. Actually, he was just about to leave, honey.". The redhead hummed in return, ensuring that the guy was looking and to get the message, that AJ's wasn't for him to touch, across, he softly gripped her chin and locked eyes with her to search for any sign of a 'no', which he found non, just a slight, aproving tilt of her head. That was all the sign he needed before he planted his lips on hers.

The quickly following stammered apology of the guy and his leave fell on deaf ears, the feeling of AJ's sweet and soft lips was all that Clay could think about. The cold metal ring of her lip piercing pressing against his lips. The mixed taste of rum, coconut and pineapple flodding his taste buds, getting drunk off the feeling of her lips slowly moving against his own. Before he could register what he was doing he had let her chin go, instead placing one hand on her cheek, the other one finding purchase at the back of her head, his fingers weaving into the silky waves of her hair, pulling her closer.

AJ gripped the front of his shirt with both of her hands, feeling Clay pull her closer. Tugging him against her closer still, she softly gasped into the kiss, unintentionally parting her lips in the process. Lost in the sensation of his lips, she tilted her head while one of her hands mimicked his own, finding it's place at the back of his head, the other still gripping his tee.

Taking the parting of her lips as invitation he let his tongue slowly graze her own, dipping inside her mouth for a second taste before pulling back, his tongue piercing making brief contact with the roof of her mouth in the process. AJ hummed softly at the feeling, almost as if complaining when he stopped. Parting slowly, way to soon, he leaned back. Oxygen being a bitch in that regard.

Opening his eyes he searching for any type of a hint on her face that he had gone too far. It took the young woman a second to open her eyes, still caught up in the moment. The second she did and they locked eyes again Clay was about to apologize but she beat him to it. "Why did you stop?" was the only thing she wanted to know, not why he had kissed her in the first place. Before he could come up with a response a voice from behind him chimed up. "Damn Clay, at least get a room if you're gonna fuck her!", turning around Griff was sitting next to Emmett, a few feet away from him at the bar, already nursing a drink, big cocky grin on his face. Of course.

Deciding not to deal with his antics more than necessary he flipped him off, followed by a quick "Fuck off, Griff!" in his direction before he turned back around to AJ, puzzled look on her face. He pulled out his leather purse and put some money on the bar counter while explaining "Just a friend. You want to go?", nodding towards the exit.

A hesitant "Sure" was her answer, more out of surprise than anything else. Clay noticed that she was wearing just a thin bolero over her top so he shrugged his black leather jacket off and helped her put it on, reasoning that it has gotten colder outside.

Enveloping one of her hands with his own, he helped her stand up from the bar stoll she had been sitting on. She thanked him, the awkward tension that had developed between them since he broke the kiss evident in the air. Clay knew he needed to fix this mess as soon as possible, to avoid further difficult situations like this one in the future.

["I thought I lost her that moment. Destroyed the friendship that had just started to develop between us.". Clay thinks back, a light scowl on his face, fidgeting with the silver band on his ring finger. A second later the scowl morphes and his face lit up, eyes sparkling, mouth smiling. "Turned out, it was one of the best choices I ever made." he laughs, the laugh genuine and full of adoration.]

They stepped outside, the night cloudless. The night sky a display of stars and different constellations like Hercules, peering down on the two of them from above. Walking a small distance from the bar, still holding hands, the awkward silence started to develop into a peaceful one. The warmth of Clay's hand pleasant, steadily holding onto her hand, the pressure reassuring. It was as if they needed no words, communicating just through touch alone, understanding one another silently.

The realisation seemed to find both of them at the same time. As if a silent voice whispered each others name they looked at one another, a smile curling both their lips. They knew that they were gonna be okay.

Whatever souls are made of, his and her were the same.

Notes:

• Liam [name origin: irish; name meaning: strong-willed warrior and protector]: good friend of AJ since early childhood, like a big brother for her, is protective of her

• Jace Riley [name origin: greek, hebrew; name meaning: healer (greek); lord of salvation (hebrew)] AJ's younger brother who lives with their parents.

• honestly, because I have no idea whatsoever in which time this takes place, you can just replace 'Kings and Queens' (2009) by Thirty Seconds To Mars with 'I Was Made for Lovin’ You' (1979) by Kiss in Moving in - Between boxes blooming feelings 📦🏡 if you like

• between Moving in - Between boxes blooming feelings 📦🏡 and Concert - Free drinks 🎤🍹 is another small story that I cut out, maybe I'll write a third part and add it there instead

Tagging some moots who might be interested: @bluecoolr @rottent33th @slaasherslut @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @the-pinstriped-hood @solmints-messyocdiary @myers-meadow @probably-a-plant-thing @damien-mlm @shonkgobonk @sketchbook-of-shadows @devil-doll13 @visceravalentines @flower-crowned-lady @tahlalilian

Let me know if l should tag or untag anyone else 😊

#oc: aj riley #aj riley #clayton spencer oc #clay spencer oc #aj x clay #clayjay

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zhongrin · 1 year

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Rinnnnn!!!! Hope ya are doing great these days! ❤️❤️

Wdym typo? I thought Moray eel Zhonglee is your hubby? /j

help 🤸

Wait ya mean you hc Zhongli as a kind of messy? And forhejeibejek so cute how you're controlling it for your hubby aaaa, you truly complete each other <33

Ikr?? I can't speak as fancy as the both of them like 🏃💨 hope my Zhongli drabbles are already enough heh. (BTW! can I send ya some drabbles from time to time too? <3)

LMAO ngl I somehow understand that, stan Meitham <33 (plssss it's also so cute dodbejkwk)

HELP RIN I would never simp for Zhongli (although some ppl are doubting that heh-);; but I had some troubles the last day in which I thought my Ayato phase came back but it didn't. I still love Baizhu with my whole heart ❤️🤸

HELP RIN you're so cute, but no need to do that mwah <33

Yes Changsheng was literally all the time like: aight, can ya get together now? Can't handle Baizhu nor you acting like this 🙄

IKR QIQI IS SO CUTE I wanna hug her so bad frfr ❤️❤️

HELP WHERE DID THE DOLLS CAME FROM?? 🧑‍🦯

Ah I see I see, but he surely thought his dear friend is lucky to have a follower like you <33

LMAO ALHAITHAM 😭 I mean he totally would omfg.;; But yes I can understand the relief of his then heh

Ikrikr he surely was but he also was confused at first when he saw me walking up the stairs, limping a bit but also he was like "Who is this? Never seen her" like new patient yk

Then he saw me tripping and ofc he rushed over to help me and was like "Oh she is clumsy. But adorable. Wait WHAT-;;"

What can I say? He fell 0.0000001 seconds faster than me heh.

Next question! <3

Do you have any pet names for your hubby's? If so, what are they and also maybe why it is that specific pet name? <3

(help Rin I thank you sm for answering my long ass asks with such long ass texts, I really appreciate it and I really enjoy reading it aaaaaa <33❤️)

i am!! ty for asking ehheh i hope you're doing well too and baizhu is giving you enough kithes <3

moray eel zhonglee gOODBYE I AM DEAD HLSDJFKLJSDFS no but fr they're so funny looking i cannot- also APPARENTLY THERE'S A DRAGON MORAY EEL VI WE'RE ONTO SOMETHING HERE in an alternate universe, liyue is an underwater kingdom with dragon moray eel zhongli ruling over the city

not exactly messy but he hoards a lot of things. yk how asian parents keep the sauces and containers from takeaway food? ....... yeah.

you can send me drabbles yes ofc that would make my day???? hsldjflksjdklf you don't even need to ask helphsldkfjklsjdlf but you don't have to ofc!!! never feel pressured to do so, although pls know that i would treasure them forever if you ever do so 😭

......... vi vi vi what if. imagine both baizhu and ayato pining for you- 👀

where did the dolls come from you ask? uhhhhhhh- we're writers we have ✨unlimited✨ imagination :D

"oh she's clumsy" -> "oh that's adorable i want to protect her- wait what-" is the only valid reaction nodnod would you say baizhu is protective of you then bc i can totally see that hehe <3

pet names!!!!

i have a lot for zhongli hehe i call him xiànɡ ɡonɡ / hubby, lónglí (mashing character for dragon + last character of his name), li, darling, dear, love.... i actually had a whole post about it sldjfklsjdlf ALSO ALSO since you're a selfship enthusiast if you're interested there's this collab you can check out hehe

for al haitham.... actually not that much bc he doesn't call me by nicknames too much either!! but i do call him haitham, dear, beloved, babe (to fluster him mainly lmao)!! and he usually just calls me by name (meirin / mei / rin) but on private he might use habibti or love <3

how about you and baizhu? what kind of nicknames do you have for each other? also!!! what kind of dates are your favorite? <3

(and pls it's no problem at all, i'm glad you like the long responses bc i. i gush about my selfships a LOT WAUGHHJDSFH i enjoy reading your asks too wahhh they always make me smile <3)

#rin answers #rin is having tea with: dresvi 💚#rin selfships #zhongrin #meitham

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tanchyjuj · 2 years

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The Adventure's of a Teenager that Somehow Got Hired at One of the World's Biggest Franchises, Fazbear's Entertainment Pizzaplex, as the Daycare's Attendant's Assistant.

Your job?

Well, it basically reads

"Keep the Sun and Moon animatronic at bay, don't let them go crazy and cover up things animatronics can't do 👍👍"

And what can they can not do?

This is, a PLATONIC x Reader

(Alright this is some stupid thing I came up with, I read every like a lot of fanfic of these two robots *except for, the, the, the, hundreds, thousands of... The questionable fics that I am very concerned about but like if u read them, you do you 👍* so Y/N here is gender neutral, and personality wise, it combines with mine, my friends, and the general internet, so yeah. Mostly comedy and shitposts, so if u wanna laugh at stupid things or cringe and vibe, enjoy 👍👍 expect typos and wrong grammar in this)

First Meetings-

'Damn...' You thought to yourself. 'I am, working. I AM WORKING. At a job... I FEEL LIKE AN ADULT NOW.'

This has gotta be one of the most exciting bus rides you've ever gotten, along with school field trips, seeing your friends and for vacations.

Sure, you were very very nervous and you have been screaming into your pillow every night this week. Once you step into that Pizzaplex you low-key always wanted to visit but didn't have time plus all of your friends are in different countries, you didn't have the chance to visit, you're going to be adulting by yourself for the very first time.

So, you're exited. And that's okay since you already listed every single bad thing that might happen before you went to sleep last night.

Like, Karens. Oh you're so gonna beat their asses, IF, if, you're going to meet one. Getting lost, you're kinda, bad with directions but after maybe a week you would get to know where every single bathroom stall there is in that damn massive Plex.

And lots lots more.

All of your friends were screaming and cheering you on and hyping you up in the discord server you all created when you were starting highschool. It was great.

The bus stopped, and that would be a 20 minute walk to the pizza Plex.

It was around 6 AM, you're expected at 8 AM.. sheeesssshhhh. I mean I can't blame ya I would be totally super early on my first job as well, and that would give you more time to explore the place!

Pulling out that fancy fancy badge, card? You're just gonna call it a badge to make it sound a bit professional. It opened the staff door right beside the main entrance, and woah. This place is damn huge.

You almost screamed when a, uhh, staff bot? Yeah staff bot, when a staff bot zoomed passed you, mopping the floor.

Then BLA BLA BLA you go the management then BLA BLA

You thought to yourself, I'm bored I wanna do my job already!

"Why are you here so early, kid?" A mechanical voice was heard towards your right when you walked out of the management office.

And oh my gosh it's Roxy. The Roxy, the Roxy you see online and Tumblr, who everyone loves and adores.

Oh my gosh.

"The place doesn't even open at 8 AM, employees are required to be here at 7 and it's, 6. And you look a bit, young to be working, and people only above 18 can work."

"Does a week after turning 18 count?" You ask, with the sweet sweet innocent you have in your eyes.

Roxy, amused, gave you a look, then laughed.

Holy shit, you made one of them laughed.

"I like your energy, kid, now run along. Familiarize yourself with the place._ Roxy then proceeded to walk away, slaying.

"Oh okay, I will! bye bye." You said, before running into the opposite direction of the daycare, checking your map, and running into the right direction.

Now now, there are two ways to go to the daycare. One, the long way, two, you just go up the escalator and a big entrance to the daycare is right there.

Now, you use your big brain, and made a big decision by yourself.

If you take the long way, you will have lesser time to get to know your future work mate, BUT BUT, you get to explore the plex more.

But, if you take the escalator, you won't be able to explore the work place, discovering and learning more about its history within the company and possibly meet new people.

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

You take the escalator lmao.

It's a good thing because

"Wait bro I get into the daycare with a slide??" You said to no one as you look at the tube slide entrance.

You look left and right, and to the big ass golden statue of your future work mate, work mates? There's two of them, Sun and Moon, huh.

There's no other entrance.... But you must keep your adult dignity- eh who cares

You climbed into the slide and slid off, making a weak woooohhhh sound and with an oof, fall into a ballpit.

Holy hell a ballpit, you haven't been to one in a while.

You quickly text ur group of friends in a discord server about this, but stopped when you quickly heard a cheer, that wasn't yours.

You look up onto what seemed to be a balcony, to see your work mate!! It was Sun!! Now he's jumping down to the ballpit that you're in, completely disappeared.

You wait for a while for him to pop up, but nothing.

"Wait, YO!" You struggled to move in the ballpit, trying to get to the part where your work mate had fallen. "DUDE BRO. YOU OKAY?

Silence.

"Aw hell naw I did not get my work mate killed on my first da- AH WHAT THE FA-"

"LAAAAAAANGGGGGuageee!!!" A perky sing song voice shouted from underneath your picked you up. Holy hell you felt like a some child again.

"Language! My new friend! Holy guacamole! Are you the new hire!! You must be our new assistant!!" He puts you down, helping you stand on the floor. "It's so good to have someone with us, human as well! Children aren't so use to a big ol' clunk of metal taking care of them, but they get better after a while! It's wonderful to have some sort of human figure with them!"

Sun, was very, energetic. Always moving about and all. Damn, spare the energy for the poor please, need that for them school studies 👍

"Yes I'm the new hire guy!! I'm (your first name and last name because professional lmao) but just call me Y/N."

"I'm Sundrop! Friends call me Sun! And we're going to the bestest of friends forever and ever!" His head spun around. "We have around 45 minutes until the children arrive, but some come in early! So we got to get all tidy!"

Immediately agreeing and running off to do your task, you SWEEP SWEEP SWEEP the floor, or vacuum, and mopped it.

Then soon, the little gremlims are out of the play. But it was a piece of cake since even though you always claimed you hated children, you somehow, deep down, you would kick many asses to keep their butts safe.

After a few hours, it was almost closing time and your supposed shift to end, but management has requested a last minute take over for about 4 hours, which was okie dokey since ya didnt mind, it was a Friday after all, so no classes.

However, Sun was not okay.

"YO SUN!!" You called over when you were done putting all of the plastic balls into the ballpit.

Sun immediately looked over to your direction.

"Management called and I need to stay for 4 hours more after this! I feel so important now!" You pump a fist dramatically, as if this was the best thing that has ever happened in your life.

Sun looked distraught.

"But, but! You might get tired!"

"I stayed up until 4 AM to finish a group project that none of my group mates helped with, I'm experienced!"

"A group project?- Nevermind of that but, your parents-!"

"They trust me since I'm a mighty adult now!"

"Well, dear, you are still a growing teen at heart. Don't forget the 'teen' at 18!"

"Wellllll, you're right.."

Sun felt relieved.

"But I'mma still stay, I'll just get some more arts and crafts supplies!"

"Wha- wait wait!-"

"Be back in like, 30 minutes!"

You pushed the door open and it closes by itself.

Sun stood there like a dumbass. He sighed, idk how tho.

"Moon, please don't scare them away. They're still a kid.. hey, I know that laugh. Seriously! Don't scare them they aren't like the security guards- oh now I know you're not listening."

After a while, you pushed the door open with your foot, but was surprised when you were met with darkness.

"Bruh." You try to adjust your eyes into the darkness, it was oddly silent.

"Eyo Sun? Bestie?" You called out for him, and no reply.

Annoyed and worried, you decided to keep on calling out for him, by shouting every single nickname you know in internet slang history.

"Sun? Sunny? Mr Sun Sun Mr Golden Sun? Broski?"

You checked into on the tubeslides. Nothing.

"Bestie are you thereeee?" Your voice echoed, nothin.

"Bruh, my work mate disappeared, rip."

You went towards the security desk that glowed in the dark.

"SUNNN! I'mma just, uhh, I'mma just put the stuff on the desk!" You do as you say. "I got them glitter, some of them are in rainbow colored! I got cool stickers, very cute. Some googly eyes, heh, always wanted those."

Then you went silent when you heard bells jingle behind you.

"Ah! Sun! Why are you so quie-"

"Little children like you, must be in bed now"

A scary figure with red eyes looked down upon you.

"AH WHAT THE HELL- AHHHH!" You automatically punched the thing and skipped away.

The thing fell down and grunted, making a pained noise, somehow. Do robots even feel pain? Idk man.

You got your phone out of your pocket and pointed the flashlight at the thing, it's Moon, from the statue. One of your work mates.

Panic and guilt flooded over you.

"Oh my gosh x6 IM SO SORRY SORRY!" You cried out as you knelt beside the Moon guy. "BRO BRO DUDE IM SO SO SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT SORRY IT WAS INSTINCT I DIDN'T KNOW I COULD PUNCH THAT HARD IM SORRY!!"

Your hands clasped together and hesitantly tried to get Moon up.

In Moon's mind, he didn't even felt any pain, he was just, a tad bit shock how much bravery this, child has. An adult child.

"You..."

You went silent.

"Should be in bed now." The Moon guy said.

You checked your phone. It was 10:30 PM.

"It's just 10:30 PM though."

Moon blinked. "What do you mean by that, it is clearly past your bed time."

"But I don't have a bedtime! I sleep at like, 12 AM at best!"

"Naughty naughty..."

Moon stood up, holy shit you just realize how tall he was.

Before Moon was able to speak, you speak.

"Bruh, why are you so SOOO tall! Spare some height for the short please, thank you!" You told him, standing up.

Moon sighed, robotically. "If only you have sleep a little more, you would be as tall as us by now. But you are not, the earlier the better.."

"Well even if I sleep now, my boss wouldn't be happy. And I'm not sure if I'm allowed to sleep bro"

Moon grumbled, clearly, he is working with someone who still is a child at heart. So he thought of an idea.

"How about this." You gasp in amazement as Moon slowly flew up into the ceiling, disappearing into the darkness.

"Since I still have to patrol the area, let's play a little game.."

BOOM CLIFFHANGER BECAUSE IM EVIL HEHEHEHEHE

Just tell me, especially in ask blog thing if u want more, I don't go chomp chomp dw

#sundrop #sun sb #moondrop #moon sb #sun x reader #moon x reader #fnaf sun #fnaf moon

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topguncortez · 1 year

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It's really okay, you don't need to be sorry. I didn't send this to make you feel bad and you don't need to post this for everyone to see. I meant literally that it's okay, i'm one person who you don't need to change for. Your online presence doesn't need to be modified just for me and we're absolutely okay not to follow each other. Please, seriously, don't let this make you feel like I'm bullying you. I was really only saying something to try to help you because of a post I saw of yours that showed up on my page about comparison and engagement on posts. Take care.

one, idk who you are. but two, i’m not just gonna let this go because if there’s something that I can fix and work on, then i wanna know. i would rather someone come to me and be like “g, ya might wanna check it” then to just let me spiral and burn in. i would rather someone give me the cold hard truth than sugar cost shit.

if i am doing something wrong, tell me. if i am saying the wrong thing or if my shit is fucked, then tell me. i want to know these things so i can fix them. i don’t care how big or small it is. i don’t care if it’s a typo on a fic or a response to an anon that didn’t sit right with you. please, let me know so i can fix it.

i’m not saying you’re bullying me, anon. all i said was i don’t like to be labeled as “intimidating” and i want to know how i can fix this. i am constantly working to be a better person, leader, friend, what have you. so if there’s something i can do to be viewed as less intimidating, than tell me.

#g mail

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raidengaile · 2 years

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The live-streamer has a lover?!

summary: you were busy playing a game live when suddenly, your fans heard your door creak open. what?! I guess this is what you call a all-of-a-sudden-reveal...

featuring: kaeya omggg🥰🥰🥰

warnings: annoying text-to-speech sounds, horrible grammar and typos, no beta sorry, curses, oh shit

[raiden has gifted 50 bits! - how are you?]

“thank you raiden for the 50 bits! i appreciate it! im doing good! how about you?” you answered, still focusing on the game that was right infront of you. you went through the scary hallway with fluorescent lights flickering above you. It was scary, but you have to prove them that you're scared of nothing.

[gaile has donated 100 bits! - you should go inside the dark room ;)]

“thank you gaile for the 100 bits oh my gosh! i appreciate it so much! oh- i should go to the dark room? the one in the corner?” you looked at your other monitor to check the chat.

thatonecrazydude: are you scwared?🥺

narwhalhere: you should go find some more batteries for your flashlight

(mod) babarbara⛲: oOh! I saw something!

you shaked your head and then looked back at the other monitor where the game is running. you giggled “no i won't and im not scared. yea... i need to go find more batteries.” you sighed. “i guess we need to go down the scary basement.”

you slowly went down to the first floor of the house to go to the basement as you felt fear slowly creeping it's way to you. you reached your desired destination and walked around to find some good stuff that you can use.

knock knock

“oh shit bro is there someone knocking in game or irl?” it was more of a question to yourself actually, but the viewers can't help but to watch closely. It's either you screaming your ass off or seeing some new face or faces in you streaming career. It was pretty important since you're one of the most famous streamers.

The door to your room opens and “hey y/n?” well that voice was familiar... you paused the game and took off your headset. you looked to your back and saw- “oh shit.”

KAEYA

*prolonged eye contact meme plays in the background*

to be honest, this wasn't a part of kaeya's “how to disturb and annoy y/n” plan. he was just so tired and came home without you welcoming him by hugging and cuddling with him in the living room so he went up to your room straight.

“oh shit.” you whispered, but still loud enought for him and the mic to hear you. kaeya then looked at your other monitor, your chat was running miles per second.

He just looked at you again and nodded, mouthing “i got this” as he smiled sweetly at you, taking the hearts of thousands and thousands of the viewers you had.

“Hey chat!” he said as he sat down on your seat, waving his hand for everyone. “I-uhm fuck i don't know what to say” he whispered as you help him put the headset.

After you finished helping him, you said something about going down to the stairs to make some snacks, but he can't hear you because of how many text to speech donations are coming after another and another.

You left the room as kaeya was trying to read everything the chat says about him and you.

xbabhaj: omg hottie

abbahzba: tiddie window.

jjjjj75: are you y/n's boyfriend or smth?

(mod) rosaria❄️: LMAOOOO KAEYA?!

(mod) rosaria❄️: oh shit sorry how tf do i delete that

kaeya laughed at rosaria. he didn't know that she was one of your mods “nah it's fine” kaeya looked at your other monitor. “is she playing a horror game?”

bxjabsia: yes sir

blahbahc: play it then🙄

[thatonenarwhal donated 500 bits! - here ya go boi, play it.]

‘oh shit’ he thought.

“well i mean, i'm pretty good at video games” he smirked, as he looked intensely at the horror game in front of him.

while kaeya was suffering upstairs, in your room—you were busy eating snacks in the kitchen. “mhmm good food.”

taglist: @white-like-dis @xienn (send an ask to get tagged!)

note: do you want me to do another character? send an ask or dm me!

#kaeya x reader #kaeya #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #streamer!au #genshin kaeya #kaeya fluff #raidengaile; writings!

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kadwrites · 10 months

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desperate measures | T.S

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summary ; you finally take on the role of the tommy's bride-to-be.

warnings ; arranged marriage trope, typos? , idk, slow burn.

a/n ; let me know what you guys think! , also , i wanted to ask if you guys would want smut in this series? idk lmk

goosebumps prickle your skin all over, your eyes are glassy when you look down. thomas shelby is down on his knee, kissing your hand.

"tommy..." your voice is softer than you thought it would be

"ya need to be proposed to right? to be engaged?" he pulls away , his thumb slightly caressing your knuckles

neither of you have moved, you just look at each other.

you chuckle again, your eyes go to the diamond ring that rests on your finger "tommy, it's perfect."

"i wanted it to be perfect."

your heart feels like it's going to explode, maybe celest was right, maybe he isn't all that bad.

he stands up, your hand still in his "now we're engaged" he's still giving you that soft smile.

"we are." you can't help the smile that's on your lips

after he left, you hear the sounds of your friends stampeding down the stairs, as if they knew something has happened. anna helps renne down the stairs.

"let's see it" renee has a hand behind her, supporting her back and a hand on her belly, looking at you with genuine joy and excitement.

you move your hands, showing the big diamond ring, the ring shines and as soon as everyone sees it, they all gasp.

"he went down on one knee..." you whisper as you look at it, recalling what had happened, still smiling. you couldn't stop smiling, even if you tried

fiona is screaming and squealing , madeline is grabbing your hand and looking at the stone

"oh my god"

"he did what?" fiona says , her voice loud as she stares at you excitedly

anna giggles, looking at renee "who would've thought thomas shelby had it in 'im aye?"

abraham is also there , standing next to anna "that's a big fucking rock" he mutters.

"i know" you couldn't believe it either,

"oh my god, it's gorgeous" celest whispers as she stares at the ring, a hand over her mouth "let me see, let me see"

you push your hand in front of her and she takes it in hers eagerly "good lord, this must've cost 'im a fortune"

"god i'm still shaking" you laugh, your hand is unsteady "i almost dropped face first into the fucking floor." you can almost still feel his lips on your skin.

the butterflies in your stomach were still there whenever you'd remember that moment, even days after.

oliver had dropped you by tommy's office, you both needed to go over some things for the party, and you needed to go see a seamstress that'll be making your engagement dress, tommy is coming along to pay.

you walk through the halls that are now familiar to you, heading for his office.

"congratulations" the blonde woman spoke with a smile,

you stop walking, is she talking to you?. you turn and look at her "um thank you."

"i bet it took a lot of convincing aye? to finally give ya some sort of ring, some sort of.... acknowledgment" her voice is so sweet you almost wouldn't catch the malice in it "how sweet of 'im, he was willing to do something like that"

"excuse me?"

"i suppose he felt like he was lookin' for a woman who was not as ... demanding perhaps ?" her head tilts to the side "desperate times call for desperate measures"

you compose yourself, somehow you kept your anger out of your voice "ya don't know what you're talkin' about , miss carter. if i was you, i'd keep my mouth"

"oh please." she rolls her eyes, a mocking laugh is accompanied with it as she leans back in her chair "mr shelby is a good man, with a good heart, he probably did it out of pity." she coos "ya two hardly look like a couple."

"ya mind repeating those words to me, miss carter?"

tommy moved so quietly , you didn't even know he was standing beside you until he spoke.

"mr shelby..." she tries to smile, she stutters

he was watching, he always somehow is. he watched you walk, watched how you responded to her, how you held yourself.

"start talkin'." his voice was cold, it was ice cold.

her eyes widen, she licks her lips nervously "sir"

"she said that we don't look like a couple, that you're marrying me out of pity" the words that polly spoke to you, that first time you ever came here were ringing in your ear.

"is that so?" he didn't take his eyes off of her "is that so , miss carter?" he repeats.

she doesn't respond , she's just looking at him as if she wanted the earth to part and swallow her whole.

"and i'm sure that it doesn't look like i fucked 'er till her back gave out last night but looks can be deceiving, aye?"

with the way he spoke, even you almost believed him.

you held back a laugh, you tilt your head , mimicking how she spoke to you not even two minutes ago, with a small smirk on your lips. was it petty that you enjoyed this? probably, but you didn't really care.

his words did have an affect on you, but you pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind.

her eyes dart between you and him, she tries to speak but he stops her

"i will go out with my fiancée, and when i come back i better not find one fucking trace of ya in this place."

your eyes snap to him, watching him now.

"i'm not the good man ya think i am, not to the likes of ya. the only reason i'm being forgiving today , is because my bride is next to me. next time , i wouldn't be so charitable."

he turns, his hand rests on the small of your back, taking you with him. you give the woman one last glance before you go.

she looked as if her blood stopped flowing, as if it froze in her veins ,her eyes still stuck on where tommy was.

#kadwrites #tommy shelby x reader #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby imagine #tommy shelby imagine #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders fanfiction #thomas shelby fanfiction #tommy shelby fanfiction

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quacksonholland · 2 years

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It'll be just fine (Part 2)

(Masterlist) - PART 1

wc: 2.5k

Warnings: Mentions of murder obviously, mentions of pregnancy, slight mentions of vomiting, mentions of smoking, very slight mentions of rape, mentions of guns, some angst, LOTS of swearing, typos typos typos typos did I mention typos? and that's about it.

Also I'm sorry I don't know how to write Arvin's Southern accent properly, English isn't my first language!!

Here it is! Part 2 to It'll be just fine! I'm going to try and turn this into a mini-series, so I believe there's still 2-3 parts to go.

(@acekoomboom After 3 long months, I finally finished writing + editing pt.2. idk if you're still interested but I tagged you anyway! <3)

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"(Y/N)! C'me on, get in, fast!"

You rushed to the car, sat in the front seat and left the beige bag by your feet.

"Got everything?"

"Yup."

"Let's go then." Arvin mumbled as he turned on the engine and drove away as fast as he could.

The fact he had come to pick you up in such a rush, and the guilty look on his face, told you he had done it. He, your shy, sweet Arvin, had killed the Preacher.

"Did you do it?" He knew perfectly what you meant. "Did you kill-"

"YES, he's dead!" His voice came out a bit rougher than what he meant, and he rubbed his temple with a hand, the other on the wheel. "Sorry for snapping."

"It's fine." You offered him a smile, and he didn't even hesitate for a single second to smile back.

"How are ya? And how's, y'know, the little one?" He asked.

Arvin was obviously very nervous. He'd been checking the rear-view mirror to see there were no cars behind them ever since he got out of that damned church. He knew well by being careful. Arvin knew how it would all go down if anyone found out about what he'd done, and believe me or not, he's never wanted to be in jail. Now, though... Now he couldn't afford to go to jail.

He'd leave you and the baby alone. By who-knows-where, with no one to help you out. You are a strong, independent woman alright, Arvin knew. But sadly, it wouldn’t be safe.

If he were alone, it wouldn't be as terrible to go to jail. But now that he was a soon-to-be-father, and now that you kind of depend on him… He cannot afford it.

"I'm good, Arv. Had a bit of morning sickness today. Disgusting. Hate throwing up. But yeah."

"I'm sorry love."

"What are you sorry for?"

"Sorry I wasn't responsible enough, and I got you pregnant, and sorry you're here with me. You deserve so much better. Ya know, deserve a man that'll buy you a bouquet of roses every day, or a man that will be able to buy you anythin'. Instead, you're here with me. I don't know what I did for Heaven to send me such an angel." Maybe it had been because of all the horrible things he had had to go through, maybe that was it.

"Arvin, what are you talking about? You're the best man I ever met. And I mean that. You've got the kindest, sweetest soul, even after everything we've been through. You are so good to me, always so thoughtful. And don't even start with the 'getting you pregnant' thing. We didn't mean to get pregnant, but now there's a baby on the way. I believe it's fate." You noticed he shed a tear, and you smiled softly "I love you. You deserve the world, Arv. You're so strong."

"I love you, darlin'. Maybe you two were the way I've been gifted after all the shit that has gone down in my life."

"I'm sure the–" You were about to answer him when the engine started stuttering "What's that?"

"The engine, I think." He said. He stopped and tried to start the engine again, but it wouldn't get back on "Come on."

Arvin kept trying, but it didn't seem to work "Fuck."

"What's wrong?"

"It broke or somethin'. Won't turn on again."

"Shit. Maybe we should stay by the side of the road, I guess? Someone could pick us up."

"What are you on about, (Y/N). Why would we get into a car with some strangers?"

"What else you suggest?"

He hesitated for a good while until he nodded. "Okay. It better be quick though. We’re not safe here."

Arvin got out of the car and took the two bags, putting them both over his shoulder, while you took out a few other things from the car, before locking it. You walked up to him as he made his way towards the side of the road. Your hand ghosted beside his, not actually thinking he'd grab it as he was so stressed out, but he did. He held it before taking it to his lips and kissing the back of it tenderly, big contrast since he was walking furiously at the same time.

"You should sit down, angel" He muttered when you got to the side of the road where you were going to wait to be picked up "This might take a while."

He definitely was true to his words. It felt like you'd been waiting for ages and ages, although Arvin reassured you it had barely been 10 minutes. It seemed as though all the cars, which weren't many, had agreed on letting you two boil to death below the skull-burning sun.

"Darlin', get up! Someone's here to take us!"

You stood up abruptly, and the dizziness that washed over you made you swear.

Looking up, your eyes were set on the car that had stopped right in front of you. There was a scruffy middle-aged man and a blond woman in her 30s, maybe 40s, looking at you two, and something about them didn't feel right. Maybe it was the way the man was looking at you like you were a piece of meat.

The look on his eyes didn't go unnoticed by Arvin, him clearing his throat to break the man's intense glare.

"Morning."

"Where are you two headed?" The guy said.

"Meade, Ohio. You heard of it?" Arvin said. The man took a second to answer.

"The paper-mill town, right?"

"Yeah, that's right." Your boyfriend nodded.

"We're passing right through it."

With the two bags on his arm, Arvin opened the door for you before getting in himself. The car was pretty nice, with some leather seats and an apple scent.

The woman, who was sitting in the driver seat, smiled at you sympathetically. “The name’s Sandy.” You smiled back, “(Y/N).”

“Pretty name for a pretty lady, heh.” The man chuckled and his words sent shivers down your spine, in a bad way. The way that guy was acting felt off. You couldn’t put a finger on what it was, but the vibes he was giving off made you uncomfortable. Lucky for you, Arvin noticed right away, and he reached for your hand, which was something he knew calmed you easily.

“What y’all going to Meade for?” He said.

“Just visiting.” Arvin said, and Sandy nodded,

“Got family there?”

”No, I used to live there a long time ago.”

The man was checking you out through the rear-view mirror. His eyes were hungry, and he licked his lips with his tongue. It truly felt like you were his next meal, from the way he was ogling you shamelessly.

You were honestly freaked out by the man. But then you reminded yourself; it’s just a ride. He’s giving you a ride, he’s helping you, and he’s not going to hurt you. Arvin is here. You’re safe with him by your side.

“Yeah probably ain’t changed much. Little towns never do… Say, how old are you two?”

“Uh, we’re 18, sir.”

“Y’all running away from home? Why’s that, so young? I can assure you you’ll be better off with your folks giving you the money ‘stead of having to work yourself.”

“Carl, don’t suffocate them. They’re running away ‘cause of love, I assume.”

“That’s right, m’am.” Arvin answered. You and Arvin unknowingly shared a thought you’d never admit outloud; we’re definitely not running away because we killed a man or because we have a baby on the way.

“What’s up with you, Miss, cat got your tongue?”

“‘M just- just really tired, sir.”

“Let the girl be, Carl. Goddamn it, always with the dumb questions.”

“I was just asking! What is so wrong-”

You felt Arvin leave a kiss on the top of your head. You looked up at him. He looked so handsome. “You good?” He asked, and you nodded. He eyed you up and down suspiciously, you knew he knew you weren’t actually ‘all good’. But he knew better than to ask you about that at the moment.

Meanwhile, the couple was still arguing.

“Where is it y'all live?” Arvin said, making the two adults shut up.

“In Chesterfield. We’re headed to Chicago, Illinois. We like picking up people on the way, don’t we, hon?”

“Sure do.” Sandy said, without taking her eyes off the road.

“Oh shit… my old billy don’t work like it used to. I'm gonna… have to pull over and take a leak somewhere here. Is that alright by you?” Carl asked, winking at you. Ew.

“Sure.”

The car stopped by the side of a forest as Carl got off and did what he’d stopped to do.

You had to admit the place was beautiful. With the slow, warm sunset slowly kicking out the brightness of the daylight. The water of the lake behind the trees was glistening because of the bright sun.

But once again, something felt strange.

Wasn’t it a bit weird that you stopped the car in the middle of a ride to get into a lost forest and stop there? Was it a coincidence, or did this just look like the perfect situation to commit a murder? Were you being a paranoid or was there some sort of sense behind those thoughts?

You wouldn’t know, but something you’ve learnt with the course of the years is to trust your gut. And your gut is always right.

You felt Arvin tug at your sleeve, and you realized he was pointing at the man’s pocket.

A gun. He had a gun.

You didn’t even need words to express how terrified you were feeling. The frown on your face and the anxiety in your eyes made him know right away. “It’s gonna be okay.” He mouthed.

“Oh, shoot.” Sandy was in the front, trying to light up a cigarette, but it wasn’t really working. Until it finally did. She brought the cancer stick to her lips, breathing out a puff and holding the damn thing with her light-blue nails.

“Damn, that's gonna be one fine sunset. You have to be patient for me while i get a few shots off. Hon, give me the key. Don't you worry none. We've got some hooch in the back, and well… Sandy’s good company.” The man spoke, as he closed the trunk and got closer to you. There was still a gun in his pocket, which he took swiftly in his hands as he approximated you.

You were too close to the man, he had a gun. Arvin wasn’t taking any chances.

“Tell you what, why don't you take-”

Two gun fires echoed throughout the whole woods, making you let out a scream. The man fell to the ground immediately, blood seeping out of the bullet wounds.

“Shit! Shit, shit, shit…” Sandy said over and over again. She pulled a gun out of her purse, pointing it at Arvin.

But then, she changed her mind, and she pointed the gun at you.

“No no no, calm down please.” She said.

“I don’t wanna shoot you, but put that gun out of her face right now. Put the fuckin’ gun down!” Arvin yelled.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“I don’t wanna shoot you! I-” Before he could finish the sentence, another shot echoed through the empty forest.

“ARVIN!” You screamed.

He turned to you hyperventilating, quickly checking if you had any wounds, which was something you also did “Are you okay? Fucking God (Y/N), you could’ve got shot.”

Because of some miracle, you hadn’t got shot, as Arvin shot her first.

“I’m okay, I’m okay!”

“The woman was pointing at you, I- fuck! We have to leave, right now.”

He checked the car to find some picture of the woman hugging a dead body. That was a picture you did not need to see. “What the fuck.” You muttered.

As Arvin frantically looked through stuff that could be useful for the rest of the trip, you looked at the woman again. Poor her. She actually looked like a genuinely nice person.

“Okay, we gotta go. C’me on!”

Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest as you ran out of the forest. Arvin had the bags over his shoulders, and he held your hand while running.

You were absolutely terrified, having just witnessed how a woman passes away. Having witnessed the sharp sound of the bullet as it was shot. And the way the woman’s face looked… God, you had nightmares assured for the next few months - or the next few years, at least.

A thought popped up in your head. Should you be scared of Arvin? He had killed 3 people now.

No. That is the dumbest though I’ve had today, you thought. It was self-defense. You sensed it too, it looked like that guy was going to rape you, or maybe kill you guys. It was honestly the only way. Anyone would’ve done the same in this situation.

And it is Arvin, after all. He would never hurt you.

It could’ve been 10 minutes, 2 seconds or 3 hours, you wouldn’t have known. All you felt was your legs stomping against the ground, trying their hardest not to trip over all the branches and rocks.

“I think… I think we can stop running now.” Arvin said as he stopped, panting. “You all right?”

“Yes, just a bit outta breath.”

“God, (Y/N).”

“What?”

“You could’ve died, fuckin’- you almost died. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to take you w’me.”

“I’m not going back. I can’t go back, Arvin.”

“I know that, but… What if you stayed somewhere over here? You could be safe. I’m sure someone would offer themselves to… to give you shelter for a while. And maybe after then, you could give your cousins another call and try to stay w’them. I have some money, you could take it… find a job, work for a while, I dunno…”

“What are you on about?”

“I wanna keep you safe. I can’t risk you like that again. Maybe that’s the best way! We’ll find a place for you to stay with the baby, I’ll call every once in a while-”

“Arvin. Eyes on me.” You grabbed his face softly and put your forehead against his. Your eyes analyzed his, darting between one and the other. “I can’t back away now. I agreed to this plan, and now we’re doing this. Together. There’s no me and you, okay? It’s us. We’re gonna go through this together, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. We’re gonna be okay. A’ight?” He nodded weakly, offering you a sad smile. “I love you Arvin.”

“I love you too m’love.” You let go of him, smiling.

“I promise, Arv. We’ll be just fine, really.” You winked at him before his lips sealed your words by closing the gap between the two of you. We’ll be just fine.

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prodtrouver · 2 years

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Choi Soobin Headcanon

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Hufflepuff! Soobin has a crush on you

˚₊· ͟͟��͞➳❥ made with the thought of @choi-y-n

# . . . how he is

Choi Soobin from Hufflepuff is known to be a great leader who's also introverted who's also popular lol

He's the 'i'm too shy to ask them out' type

That's why he stuck with watching you from the sidelines (even if he's quite popular himself)

You both are just friends like wizards who casually talk to each other

You guys aren't distant but not close either

He's shy when it comes to you

So when you guys talk, he often stutters or have vocal typos or just randomly say something unrelated

He will make you laugh

Even if it's embarrassing himself as well

MORE BELOW THE CUT

# . . . how he acts

Literally makes you smile so much just from being shy

He's so sweet to you like

Whenever he sees you, he would greet you hello or even asks you how you're doing

There was a time when he had to help you because you were having a difficult time during potions

He took his time explaining things to you

He even gave you words of encouragement and glee whenever you got something correctly

Although it sometimes end to him being scolded by your professor

Another time was when everyone was preparing for their O.W.L.s

Everyone was studying their hats off and it was obvious you were having a difficult time with potions again

Soobin saw you struggling and immediately he started working on 'stuff'

"Wingardium Leviosa..." Soobin mumbled to make his potions book float towards your direction

You were confused to feel something hit your arm

When you checked, it was the book and a rushed note written by Soobin on top of it

'saw you struggling! don't let it get to ya! goodluck!'

You just melted <3 at the boy's actions

You turned to Soobin and mouthed him a thank you

To which he replied with his bunny smile before going back to studying

# . . . when he realizes

I think Soobin is the type to immediately realize that he likes you

Like I see him realizing it when he started missing you during summer holidays

Then he'll just casually see you outside of Hogwarts and you look so nice

Then it just hit him that he missed you so much me when, tears

Of course, he takes his time sorting his feelings out

And he doesn't confess immediately cause he thinks it's dumb

But he'll try to get closer with you like closer than what you both already have

+ he throws not-so-subtle hints at you

Last thing he wants is to scare you off away, even though you feel the same-

# . . . when he confess

He took a long time to confess even though he kept throwing hints at you

You even had to take measures on your own hands and that is to prank on him </3

You didn't go too hard cause that would be hard for him

Basically, you just confessed him by pretending you drank a love potion

AND IT WORKED ! ! !

in the end, soobin confessed he likes you back because you were being 'whiny' and 'pouty' and just overall not yourself

You threw away a bit of your pride but that's okay!

You got him and he got you

He'll confess properly though after hearing it was planned, just to get his confession out of him

It will be sweeter than what you did </3 but he admires your efforts

# . . . being in a relationship with him

Expect little gifts and notes from him

Words of encouragement as well

He become more relaxed around you and isn't as stuttering as much like before!

Except when you get him shy

Expect sneaking past curfew just to watch the stars

And little talks with him too

Warm dates in Hogsmeade while drinking butterbeer is always the highlight of it

You would insists practicing spells and charms with him while he insists doing potions

It always ends up with him trying to get you do potions you just really dislike it

It goes well though except your mind was ready to explode

Soobin's just gonna laugh at you

Not because you failed miserably but because he got the love of his life following his own mistakes

He corrects them eventually dont worry

Anyways, he's just really happy that you chose to love him

It really brightened his life and gave him motivation to do better in Hogwarts <3

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sunshinexlollipops · 3 years

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You do realise that Kyle Rittenhouse is Hispanic and shot white dudes right? One was a mentally ill pedophile who anally sodomized five young boys and was released from a mental hospital that same day, the other was a serial wife beater and the other was a felon who tried to kill his own family. All of which were trying to blow up two gas stations and burn down businesses own by brown people, Kyle did his community a great service, what you should be worried about is that you have these absolute garbage people causing trouble in the name of BLM.

hey anon, I think you're considered one of my first hate inbox messages. lemme be frank with your ass for the occasion. 🎉

(also, unless I need to correct something, like a typo or something akin to that, I won't be replying to any shitty notes on this bc I don't care lmao. this will also be the only ask I am to answer as well.)

Kyle Rittenhouse is white. in fact, here's a report from Snopes stating that the Kenosha police department the night of the shootings, as well as a previous unrelated court case, listed Kyle as Caucasian.

only ONE case lists him as Hispanic, which is where you're stating he's POC from. 🤦‍♀️

also, ironic you're trying to tell me he's POC because you think opinions should change just because you're telling me he's "Hispanic?" are you serious?

"Yeah guys, we actually let the Golden State Killer go... Turns out he was 10% Latino."

oh, and if you're saying that calling Kyle a white supremacist while being "Hispanic" is what I'm fucking up on lemme just show ya this--

Kyle is holding up the white supremacy symbol. so yes. go on and tell me that he needs to be viewed as "Hispanic" instead of a racist POS.

secondly, you know I made my comparison between Kyle and the George Floyd situation, bc the right said George deserved to be killed by police bc he was a "druggy" and he "had a fake $20"

it always funny that victims of white men with guns have mile long rap sheet that you say earned them a casket under 6ft of soil

why is it that the right ONLY sees crime when it's tied to the names of people that a self-appointed antagonist like Kyle have killed?

and if you want to talk about what the people he shot have done, here is another article by Snopes that fact checks the victim's own, previous court records.

some of your claims are disturbingly wrong. some are outright false. some take a little away from the truth. and there are so many claims for this and that and honestly, I'm surprised you didn't say one ate babies at this point.

what you can't argue is that KYLE HAD NO WAY OF KNOWING ANYONE'S CRIMINAL HISTORY WHEN FIRING AT THEM.

meaning: these people are complete strangers, and I'm rather positive that criminal history was not being discussed that night between them.

yet you give kudos to Kyle for murdering them, saying he's a hero for taking them out, when he had a just as equal 50/50 chance to shoot someone without any criminal history at all.

tell me, would you still consider him a hero if those people had no criminal histories?

or do you even take into consideration that Kyle has his own previous criminal history as well, no matter the severity?

or does it still only matter when you want to justify his actions?

I'm not saying the people don't have pasts or that I condone certain actions taken. but Kyle decided he was personally responsible for making the decision of whether they got to have a future or not, and you cannot argue which choice he made for them.

also, Kyle's victims being white doesn't change that he 1) made a white supremacist symbol, and 2) he showed up to a BLM protest to counter it and shot and killed 2 people. he's part of the fucking problem.

how is it that the right always sees this as someone taking justice into their own hands, when it's literally just individuals like Kyle inciting violence to try and feel like Rambo with an anti-vaccine swag-rock soundtrack?

Kyle is not a hero. he's a guy who decided to take matters, and a gun, into his own hands. he left his house with the intent to shoot people on his own merit.

the point of these protests is that individuals like Kyle MAKE THESE CHOICES and are allowed to by the system, whether they are a cop, or a little fucker from Illinois with a gun and desire to protect a fucking CVS.

Walmarts can be repaired. items can be restocked. cities can be rebuilt.

the lives of those lost can never be replaced. the wrong from their loss will never be right.

and the system? it remains to be reformed.

you don't want to mention how police purposefully escalated protests. how they wrongfully attacked uninvolved BYSTANDERS and people in their own buildings while going after protesters. how police planted officers as instigators, and damaged their own vehicles while staging pallets of bricks in cities.

police paralyzed and even cost some people their eyes with rubber bullets.

police even use tear gas, which the US has banned for military use because it violates international law.

yet, it's perfectly okay to use on BLM protesters who are peacefully organizing, right?

but, anon, if you REALLY want to talk about violence, it's the constant, racist violence that black people/POC undergo just for fucking existing around pieces of shit like Kyle Rittenhouse.

black kids like Trayvon Martin are killed for holding items like Skittles. black women like Sasha Johnson are shot at parties for being community activists. black men like Ahmaud Arbrey are wrongfully murdered for just jogging in public.

cops jail, injure, and murder even more. Breonna Taylor. Kenneth Walker. Jacob Blake. in fact, here's a current site of victim names BLM has collected, alongside what they were doing when they were targeted by police and harmed.

there is no peace in protest when there is no peace in just coexisting for black people.

in fact, African Americans had to fight the bloodiest war in American history to not be slaves, did they not?

and again, they had to fight in the 60's because everything from voting rights to water fountains were barred and segregated for them.

and now, you want to say that I need to worry about peace because of looters and damaged storefronts?

you also think that BLM protesters want to damage black-owned businesses? are you serious? do you hear yourself?

but in general, do you not think that the BLM movement wants to peacefully protest?

or do you just assume they want the same violence you say earns them a death sentence?

never in the history of America have black people/POC been granted the option to earn equality through only peace.

this is because the system and those who benefit from it don't WANT equality, they want explotation and imbalance because it gives them priveledge and power.

all POC have been forced by these people to fight tooth and nail for what centuries of racists refused to give. from the civil war to keep slaves, to near genocide of Native Americans for their land, this country was created and reliant upon the oppression and murder of those who aren't white.

for today's African Americans, they are tired of being mistreated. they are tired of being ignored. they are tired of being screwed over. but more than anything, they are tired of being fucking murdered.

so, when you ask for peace, maybe you should look at the system that allows such inequality and inhumane tragedies to happen. about the duality of justice, the hypocrisy of laws, double standards among society, and this country's long-standing inability to equalize any POC individual to one who is Caucasian.

because Kyle didn't defend himself. he didn't defend businesses. he didn't defend police. he didn't defend Kenosha.

he defended what always was: the only thing that has kept white people in such power in the first place.

and you wanna know something? there's a reason you chose this anon feature.

because despite whatever conspiracy theory that's currently caught your fancy, and the horse ivermectin I'm sure you're shoving up your ass right now, you don't want anyone to know you're openly defending it too. 💕

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