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“Gold-digger.”
Max Verstappen x reader
TW: Angst, arguing I guess
A/N: I’m in such a drought I need requests </3
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It had been a good weekend. A great one even. The weather had been nice, no rain but not too warm, and not one single DNF which had just about everyone feeling happy. Just a few hours ago you cheered for your boyfriend as he took the steps up to the top of the podium, giggling slightly as he sent you a wink from his high position. You never got tired of seeing Max win, you loved it. Loved how hardworking he was and loved that it gave result. Loved to see him happy. You also most definitely didn’t mind the adrenaline he still had coursing through his body when the two of you got back to the hotel, having him press you up against the shower wall with quick and hard thrusts. Looking at the two of you right now, smartly dressed and sitting on opposite sides of the big table surrounded by your friends, no one could imagine the whimpering mess you’d been just a while ago. You smiled as you watched Max across the table, one hand holding his beer as the other was cupped around Daniel’s ear. By the giant grin on Danny’s face you knew Max was whispering gossip to him and you couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh. All around the table people seemed happy, relaxed, and since it was three weeks until the next GP you all found it necessary to both celebrate a good race weekend and the well-deserved upcoming break.
“You think she’d be with me if I wasn’t rich?” You snapped out of your own thoughts, eyes trailing back to your boyfriend. He seemed to be in the middle of some sort of jokey rant, the glimmer in his eye tipping you off to the fact that he was slightly tipsy. Max nodded to you with a grin as the table laughed. “No way man.” You rolled your eyes but chuckled along. Tipsy Max always pulled stupid jokes but because he was so disgustingly adorable everyone was fine with it.
“Shut up Max.” You pointed your fork at him and he grinned, winking back. For a moment the table seemed to move on to other topics but somehow it ended with Max once again saying something about your relationship. He claimed that he didn’t only have his career to thank Redbull for, they had helped him land you too. This time you couldn’t shrug off the feeling that his words were deeper than just a silly comment and you felt the need for him to finally say he was joking. When he dropped a third comment you pushed your brows together, having had enough, and called him out.
“Max.” Your voice had him shifting his gaze to you, the smile still evident on his face. He raised an eyebrow when he saw the sudden frown on your face. “Are you serious?”
“What?”
“You don’t think we’d be together if you weren’t with Redbull?” You were in disbelief, not really comprehending what he was actually talking about. Joking about. Max only shrugged, sporting a carefree smile.
“Maybe if I drove for Ferrari too.” He joked, still keeping the conversation light.
“Not McLaren? That wouldn’t be good enough?” Lando spoke up from the other end of the table and when Max answered with an exaggerated frown and shake of his head everyone once again started laughing. You didn’t. You watched your boyfriend, the big smile on his face as he joked about your relationship making you feel sick. Was he even joking? Or did he actually sincerely believe that the two of you wouldn’t be a couple, that you wouldn’t date him, if he wasn’t rich? It took Max a few moments before his gaze landed on you again, the grin simmering down when he saw the look on your face.
“Are you serious?” You asked again, even though you were starting to realize you wouldn’t like the answer. Max just chuckled and you felt your heart crack at the prospect of him actually thinking you were with him for the money. With a hard swallow you leaned back in your chair, focusing your gaze down into your wineglass as the table moved on.
The rest of the night you did your best to keep up, forcing smiles and laughs even though you wanted nothing else than to sink through the floor. Max didn’t seem to notice. You took note of who payed for dinner, Charles, and made sure you transferred him your share the second you and Max got back to the hotelroom. You had never done that before, no one had, because one of the guys usually offered to take the tab and Max had told you they basically took turns paying. It had never crossed your mind before, but after tonight’s conversations it felt important to pay for yourself.
“Liefje?” Max called from the bedroom as you stood in front of the bathroom mirror, removing your makeup. He popped his head through the door a second later, a slight frown on his face. “Chuck is asking why you’re sending him money?”
“Because he paid for dinner.” You answered simply, swiping a cotton pad across your cheeks. Max huffed.
“So?”
“So I’m paying for what I ate. And drank.” You paused to look at him through the mirror. When he still sported a questioning pout you sighed. “Don’t want him to think we’re just friends because he’s rich.” It took Max a moment to process your words, connecting them to earlier that night. When he did he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
“You’re mad about that whole thing?” He asked and it honestly chocked you that he could be so surprised about it. When you broke the eye contact, moving back to start moisturizing your face, he let out another breathy laugh. “Seriously y/n?”
“You’re an asshole Max.” You muttered. Max shuffled closer to you. Even though you were annoyed, mad even, you didn’t stop his hands from smoothing over your hips. You watched his smile through the mirror but didn’t reciprocate it.
“Don’t be mad about that.” He cooed, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. In moments like this you hated that he knew exactly how to make you break. You felt your anger slowly subside when he kneaded his fingers into the skin above your hips, lips still pressing warm kisses against your bare skin. You had almost forgotten how upset you were until he spoke up again. Max had placed his lips just against your ear, something that would usually make you shiver in a good way. Now it had your skin burning hot in anger instead. “I don’t mind paying for you, I like that you like it.”
In a millisecond you had pushed him away, quickly turning to look at him instead. “Are you fucking serious?”
“What?
“I don’t like that you spend your money on me. That’s not why I’m with you, I- how can you even say that? I would love you even if you worked at a fucking gas station.” You were frustrated now, even more so when you saw Max roll his eyes. He obviously still thought you were being dramatic, that this whole thing was kind of amusing.
“Oh let’s be real, we wouldn’t be together if I wasn’t driving in f1 and you weren’t a model. Drivers date models and we do that because we have money, it’s not more complicated than that.” He said it so casually, leaning his hip against the sink. You stared at him, eyes wide and lips slightly parted. It had been bad enough to know that he thought you used him, but now he’s admitting to only dating you for your looks and your work and suddenly everything felt ten times worse.
“You’re only with me because I’m a model, is that what you’re saying?” You asked slowly, impressed with yourself for keeping your voice steady and the tears at bay. Max shook his head.
“That’s obviously not what I mean, but-“
“Because in that case you can find someone else to spend your precious money on. I’m sure you can pay some hotter girl to be your girlfriend if that’s what you think a relationship is supposed to be like.” Your words were sharp and you saw his face drop just before you turned around, walking out of the bathroom. You immediately went to your suitcase, throwing it up on the bed. Max was quick to follow, stopping you from opening it with a strong hand on top.
“That’s not what I meant.” He repeated, finally seeming to understand the seriousness in his earlier words.
“But it’s what you said. It’s what you’ve been saying the whole night actually. You believe that we’re in some sort of business with each other where I get to use your money and you get to, what? Be like your friends? Date a model? That’s making you feel cool?” You shoved his hand away from your bag, dragging the zipper all around it to open. “I believe -believed- that we loved each other and wanted to be together because we enjoy it. I guess there was some miscommunication.”
“No, no you’re twisting my words.” Max argued, dragging his fingers through his hair in a stressed demeanor while he watched you start to pack your stuff into the bag. “I’m not saying-“
“I think you’ve said enough tonight, actually.” Shoving your suitcase shut again you paused to look up at your boyfriend. Or whatever he was now. He stared at you with wide eyes, not knowing what to do. The situation had escalated too quickly for him to follow and now all of a sudden he was panicking. “I’m gonna knock on Danny’s door, see if I can sleep there. I would advise you to figure out how you see us because if I’m simply someone you think you’re buying to be with you I’m out.”
“Schatje-“ he began, reaching a hand out to touch you. You moved away, pulling your bag down on the floor.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
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g0nefischin · 8 months
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Made a collage of everything I drew for Yeehawgust 2023 :>
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l-tora-l · 5 months
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Hello (again :6) !!!
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catonatrain · 10 months
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kuroko go to the polls
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hi everyone!! just for fun, i have compiled the different polls in which kuroko no basket or knb characters have been featured in! it has my own commentary, how far characters got, links to poll essays and a bit of art!
if there are any i missed, please let me know!
i did highlight some few moments, so if you'd like to check them out, look for the orange highlights!
the biggest takeaway is that before knb charas have had major losses but also some victories!! also we have an alliance with the a3! fandom who lend their support a lot!! we couldn’t have gotten as far as we have before without them!
under the readmore, you can get a summary of what polls they've been in! such as what polls are currently up (if tumblr lets me edit it in the future), completed polls, and how many polls characters have been in
CURRENT POLLS AT TIME OF WRITING (last updated 6/19/23)
kuroko and aomine are in @lighthairdarkhair-battle
midorima is in the @greenhairandpronouns-tournament and @chikagetits's glasses chara poll! please give him your support im begging you all
midorima (again) will be in @unluckiest-character-ever
momoi will be in @pinkhairswagtourney
the generation of miracles will be in the @skittlesquadsquabble
COMPLETED POLLS
kuroko and kise were featured in the @blueandyellowbracket
midorima and takao were featured in the @orangegreenbracket​
takao was featured in the @orangecharactersmackdown​
midorima was featured in the @best-green-character​
kagami and kise were featured in the @redandyellowbracket​
aomine and kagami were featured in the gayest noncanon bitches poll* (may have misremembered the name as that blog has deactivated)
aomine and momoi were featured in both the @blackandpinkbracket​ bracket and the @pinkandbluebracket​
kuroko, kagami, and kise were in the @primarycolorcharactersbrackets​
kagami was featured in @redcharacterbracket​ of the minor bracket! 
momoi and midorima were featured in the pink and green bracket hosted by @dxntloseurhead
kuroko no basket as a series was in the @multicolor-fandom-tournament​
kuroko and kagami were in @redandbluegaycompetition*
momoi was a finalist in @girls-in-love-bracket!
alex was in @its-to-the-death’s glasses swag tourney!*
aomine and kuroko were both in @mushi-shield’s blue hair charas tourney. aomine was victorious!
murasakibara was in @purpleboytournament
akashi was in @heterochromiasmackdown 
the generation of miracles were victorious in @color-coded-squad-bracket​*
here’s the current counter of how many polls a character has been featured in! (not counting generation of miracles or knb as a show for their individual count)
kuroko - 4 kagami - 5 kise - 3 midorima - 6 takao - 2 momoi - 5 aomine - 4 akashi - 1 murasakibara - 1 alex - 1
bonus takao edit for everyone that i worked hard on also because my friend cropped him out in the photo above <3
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dawntheduckrb · 4 months
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I'll stop posting wips eventually but it's been five days since I've said anything and I don't want anyone to think I'm dead/dying/stuck in a ditch and withering away, so here's 10% of the reason I disappeared (the duck is stuck in rendering hell) (and my little baby laptop is screaming at me every time I open up this file)
I might still be mostly lurking for a little bit so please be patient with me in the meantime 🙏🙏
#seriously though I'm sorry for just up and disappearing like that#wanna talk to people and interact with them so bad lately but I just can't bring myself to do it#so the best i can manage is blabbing in the tags like always#i don't know wtf is going on but over the past few days I've just felt like i don't deserve to talk to anyone#tried to reblog posts from mutuals several times but something in my head keeps saying;#'yeah they don't actually care for your input at all and you're being a bother for even trying etc etc'#and i know deep down that's probably not true (i hope) but i can't reason it away you know#and i know the best solution to this is to just talk to someone#let it be known that i *did* make an attempt to#i tried texting someone (and succeeded) but i couldn't keep doing it and I'm back at square one (and now feel worse lmao)#i'm not really putting this here for anybody to see it as much as i am for myself#but i know that (hypothetically) this could be seen by a real human so it still kinda feels like I'm reaching out in a way which feels nice#makes me feel less like I'm shriveling up in my own self imposed solitude#so uh hello person who might be reading the tags (there's six of you guys here now which is crazy cause i post nothing but junk here lol)#((but thanks anyway for following and even more thanks for reading this if you did))#i'll make my way around all the posts i missed soon enough don't worry#i'm sorry i'm really not meaning to ignore anybody#i have drafted quite a few posts from moots that i couldn't finish leaving comments on but i have seen them#everyone here is super cool and talented as always <3 whether that be through art or writing or just finding neat posts to share#this wall of text is long enough and i'm very eeby so thank you again for reading this#tldr; not dead and i'll be okay eventually :)#not rb#hey look i didn't post a picture of my dog this time (a crime)#i'll make sure to share one the next time i get a good one
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gatoraid · 4 months
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Year in Fandom 2023
Seeing people posting their recaps made me look back a little on my own year too. 
2023 marked the year I came back to tumblr with full force after leaving my account mostly unused for abt five years. Twitter was my fandom home for a long time (and for jp language stuff it still is to some extent), but it has become such an awful place I really wanted to have an alternative.
This year I also resumed a lot of fandom activities like writing and reading fanfic, from which I had unintentionally taken an almost three year break from. Finding the joy in writing and sharing it with others after a long time has been really nice, especially since a big part of this year has otherwise felt like a struggle. There were a lot of times when I needed escape or comfort and found that in fiction, fandom or writing.
I also made a conscious effort to lurk less and let artists and creators know how much joy they have brought me. Messaging the translators and authors of my fave stories, reaching out to artists via asks or making the conscious effort to comment on fanfics a lot more than I used to have all made me happier in the process too, so I really want to keep doing that in the new year too.
My biggest fandom obsession in 2023 was definitely The Radiant Emperor book series by Shelley Parker-Chan. Out of the five fics I published this year, three were for this fandom so I think that alone says a lot. I read She Who Became the Sun in March, and when He Who Drowned the World came out in August, I was ready to be blown away and haven’t recovered since. It’s still hard to articulate all the reasons why these books spoke to me so deeply, but I’ll just accept that this is my life now. 
I think I’ve been almost equally blown away by how much fun I’ve had in the Radiant Emperor fandom. It’s been so inspiring to see all the beautiful fanworks and reactions to them from the small but dedicated crowd, and to be able to discuss and build upon each others’ meta and headcanons. Whether we’re mutuals or have exchanged thoughts via comments, tags or dm’s, I really look forward to obsessing over these books and characters together in 2024 too!
Shoutout to the other fandom-related things that also kept me sane in 2023: Loumand Paris romance, all the fics I read about Lee Yut-Lung, and playing and analyzing Love Shore.
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cleaning out the old ao3 inbox as a form of procrastination-
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asteralien · 1 month
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video called "pirate shirt tutorial that actually makes sense" with a thumbnail clickbaitingly copying bernadette banner's style, which does the exact same thing as bernadette banner's video but more confusingly and without a diagram in the video itself, also failing to understand that bernadette banner's channel is primarily a history channel and not a sewing tutorial channel so telling people they don't have to hand-sew the pirate shirt or they don't have to thread-pull is unnecessary because bernadette banner literally said "do this however you want, i just do it this way because it's how i learn about historical dress practices" in her own video. couldn't ask for better youtube entertainment
#source: i'm an idiot and i've made two of bernadette's pirate shirts and they're fantastic#understanding that her diagram is not a pattern but a guideline on how to make your own pattern#is like. not that hard to get. she gave her measurements and then explained how to get your own#to be fair!! everyone learns differently! there are many comments saying that this other video made sense and helped them#which is absolutely fair and good. more knowledge is never a bad thing#it's just the presentation of this other video that i find so funny#'yes i CAN explain how to make a historically accurate men's shirt better than the actual historical dress historian'#[footage not found]#just the way of explaining the shoulder seams...........so much more confusing than bernadette's diagram#also calling the reinforcement patches on the neck/cuff splits??? useless/pointless??????#sorry i want my garments to not fall apart because i can't afford really nice fabric lmao i will be reinforcing those points. thanks tho#also 'no one is talking about neck gussets i couldn't find any info' HUH ???#i just want to know if they looked anywhere besides youtube because there are absolutely people talking abt neck gussets#i should not be such a bitch about this. it's not that big a deal. again in the end: more people sharing knowledge is Good#but my friend!!! come on now!!!!#aster chat#ah fuck lads i want to make another poet shirt because that's exactly what i need going into what i'm sure will be a blazing summer#another long sleeved shirt with three yards of fabric to smother myself in#that do Not go with any of my work appropriate trousers
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thevoidmeows · 19 days
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i need to let you know that your crocheted henry and victor almost brought tears of joy to my eyes THEYRE SO CUTE OH MY GOD !!!! INCREDIBLE INCREDIBLE <3333
Thank you so so much!!! this genuinely means so much to me how much you and everyone else has enjoyed them!
i loved making them and putting in the little details and then now having little dolls of them to sit next to each other,, and then sharing it with everyone has been great ^-^
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aibidil · 2 years
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New fic! "again, for the first time"
Title: again, for the first time Pairing: Draco/Harry Length: 15k Rating: E Content/genre: post-war EWE, sobriety, recovery, addiction, alcoholism, no relapse, getting together, feeling the feels, living life, passive aggressive parents, past toxic relationship and friendships, trolling via coca cola, texting, invasive questions, alcohol culture, sober sex, lucius wants draco's opinion on lawrence v texas (2003), sober solidarity, past Draco/OC, tonic and lime, exploding kittens, settlers of catan, a lot of talking, character age: 20s Warnings: I can't imagine this fic wouldn't be triggering if you have a problematic relationship with alcohol. I know it would've been triggering for me. (Sometimes that's not a bad thing.) Details for safe reading: Both Draco and Harry are sober at the start of this fic and neither of them relapses or even considers it, though Harry mentions a past one-day break in his sobriety. There's also: a shitty ex, a parent commenting on a child's weight, peer pressure from others and the world to drink, people you love being shitty (not Harry or Draco) Summary: Five times Draco lied about why he wasn't drinking, and one time he gave an honest answer. Or, a love letter to sobriety. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40803819 I think it will be obvious upon reading that I basically flayed myself open to write this. The muse demanded I do something with my experience of quitting alcohol, and Harry and Draco are apparently my artistic medium, lol. I've been sober just over three years now, so the feels in this fic aren't new for me, but it's maybe taken this long for me to get the perspective to see those feels in their wholeness. If you're also sober, I'm sending you major solidarity fist bump. If you're uncomfortable just seeing this post cross your dash, I'm sending you all the love and a promise that it gets better, if you let it. *Cheerses you with my Topo Chico*
Read it on ao3!
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todayisafridaynight · 11 months
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confession: sometimes I come to look at your art as references because you have noted details like moles + looking at what colors u put down in my quest to find what something looks like under neutral lighting I know the shit here has been thoroughly researched
i will be normal upon learning this news.
#fave#snap chats#JUST KIDDINGLAKJVKLE I CANT EVEN MAKE A FUNNYMAN™️ COMMENT THAT'S SUCH AN HONOR THANK YOU SO MUCH#especially when i'm such a fan of your own work... i love your lighting and shading and how Shaped everyone is so much...#just the FEEL yk i cant explain it but your art just feels super great to look at..#the funniest thing bout being sent this today is ironically i was gonna make more 'model sheets' for myself like how i did with y2 daigo#dunno why i just felt compelled to do so.. just so i could draw bitches without having to think ACTUAL Rotating Like An SSBB Trophy moment#except this one i'd make more note heavy..... cause idk i always wanted to do that tbh..#if my arm didnt hurt i probably would ☠️ maybe tomorrow or if im too stubborn later tonight i will ☠️☠️#but wow... again thank you that means a lot. new favorite compliment achieved thank you...#i do spend hours looking at these bitches so im glad. im glad thats apparent i pay attention 😫#in truth i dont even draw EVERY mole on every character- daigo is esp awkward because his moles change throughout games#the moles i draw are specifically for the ps3 era/y3-75#he has different moles in the dragon engine- they're actually on the right side of his face opposed to the left: theyre entirely different#AND IM GOBSMACKED BOUT THE COLORS BIT people tell me my colors are nice but its still ?? for me to acknowledge that sometimes#like not BAD OF COURSE NO NO IM REALLY HAPPY im just.. hm... i didnt think i was doing anything nice..#in any case again. thank you. ive made it clear this is a big compliment I Will Can It now ☠️
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violant-apologia · 8 days
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Happy birthday!!!
thank you!!!!! i appreciate it a lot
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seamayweed · 1 year
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WIP Game  
Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.    
tagged by @nubreed73. ty bb! 💙
Instead of just a sentence, I'm gonna share the beginning of the sequel of my dark OT3 Seon-ho-has-amnesia fic the weaver:
The next time Hwi sees Seon-ho is when he’s leaving from another meeting with Bang-won, reporting to him like the good, obedient dog he is; even just the mere thought has his jaw and wrists rolling, hands itching for arrow and bow.
“You’ve been following me around,” that low, pleasant voice says, without any of the bitter familiarity that should be staining it, untainted by either affection or resentment… pure. Hwi doesn’t know why it guts him so much. “Watching me.”
“I don’t kn—”
“Don’t even try to deny it,” Seon-ho cuts in, cool black eyes narrowing. “I know you’ve been following me around since the night Jeongan-gun introduced us to each other. What I wonder is: why?”
And the truth of it is that Hwi has.
He has watched Seon-ho, wearing Bang-won’s colors, all the colors of autumn, from deep plum to burgundy to rust-brown to bright scarlet and copper and lighter, more gilded tones, on occasion the light blue of a grey, foggy morning (those times, Hwi is hit by such a strong wave of nostalgia, reminded of the golden, sun-drenched days of their youth, Seon-ho philosophizing and talking about lofty things as usual, oblivious, while Hwi only has eyes for him and nothing else—that it steals his breath for a moment). Just like now, too: strong, slender limbs are wrapped in burnt sienna that draws the warmth of the firelight, rich and aglow against the gloom of the evening shadows.
They both are.
As a retainer, not so much a loyal dog as a dog on a leash, Hwi is still wearing the robes Bang-won gave him, brown leather and dappled shades of red-black-white—not too bright. Better for blending in with his surroundings; for the chase. In the end, after all the struggles and strifes, he’s still only a chaser after all.
They both belong to Bang-won.
Hmm, most of my writer friends already got tagged, so I'm just gonna tag: @illwynd, @argents-huntress, @hedvig-ulrika, @blueberry-cheese-pizza, @nubreed73, @holographings, @laireshi, @springkitten, @fuckingferalhawks, @convenientalias, @godotismissingx, @itsza, @noona96n, @bienmoreau
As usual, no pressure!
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avemstella · 1 year
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This anon comment has sent me, I'm dying from laughter at this blatant troll bait. There's just so much going on, from the moment I saw the anon was called "your mom" I knew I was in for a time.
My version of Kusanali is first mentioned in chapter 13 (which is the chap this comment is on) which means theoretically this person read 100k words of Sandrone being a dog boy, Signora not being the Crimson Witch, Capitano just being an old sailor man, Pierro being an eboy, etc, before reading me just MENTIONING my version of Kusanali, which was written months before she came out (or was even leaked) and that is where they draw the line. This anon who "likes things to be canon" haha.
I just, its so funny and with the user name they aren't even hiding the fact that they are a troll. Also the fact that they are weirdly polite, it was such a baffling comment to read first thing in the morning. I wish I could know what went through this persons head, I'm so curious if anything here is remotely genuine.
My current theory is that they saw my art of my version of the dendro archon and then did a control f sort of thing because considering its about Kusa (and using her full title at that), its probably some racist bait because I drew her darker then a sheet of paper. But in my heart I would like to think they really did read up until that point and will continue reading because it brings me joy haha.
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satoruxx · 6 months
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thinking about since canonically Geto is more popular with girls than Gojo he’s gotten used to them looking past him to get to Geto but what if Gojo and Geto are out for drinks with the other teachers one night and he gets approached by the reader but he thinks she’s just coming over to ask him for Geto’s number and so he prepares his ‘responsible best friend’ act and then SHE ASKS ABOUT HIM INSTEAD, ALL BLUSHY AND STUFF BECAUSE HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GONNA BRUSH HER OFF
AHH I LOVE HIM SM 😔😔😔
pairing: gojo satoru x reader | 1k words summary: fluff, pining, reader is a simp but same, satoru is a good wingman but he needs attention too, au ig bc suguru's alive LMAO, idiots in love? rheya's note: oh my god shut up this is so cute and YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT??? i can just imagine that he's gotten so used to judging whether or not the person is even worth suguru's attention before deciding to pass on his info...and after a while his brain just defaults to thinking that everyone wants suguru but he FORGETS that there are gojo girlies out there (me asf) !! thanks for the ask nonnie babes i love this idea so so much <33
OK SO
it's obvious that there are quite a few women at the bar eyeing the group. young, attractive teachers spending an evening trying to relax and take their minds off of the stress of jujutsu work. nanami is in deep conversation with shoko about something while ijichi quietly listens. further down the table utahime is quietly sipping her drink while mei mei orders another. shoko makes a comment and suguru bursts into unabashed laughter.
the flush of alcohol dusts over each of their cheeks, but satoru remans the only one who has barely touched his glass, the sting of the bitterness a little too harsh for him to enjoy. he opts for instead letting his eyes roam over the faces in the crowd, taking little notice of all the eyes and smiles sent in their direction.
well until he notices you anyway.
you're already looking in his direction curiously, face illuminated by the dim lighting of the bar as your friends giggle around you. when his eyes lock with yours, you immediately tear your gaze away, trying to play it off by immediately delving into conversation, though satoru can tell that there's a flush crawling up your neck now.
he doesn't look away though, too caught up in the crinkle of your eyes and the smile lines that grace your face as you laugh at something. a minute later you're looking back in their direction, and when you catch him staring, you turn away yet again.
satoru glances to his side, knowing that you're probably watching suguru take a sip of his drink and most likely falling for his charming smile.
typical and so predictable.
some time passes like this. you'll look, and turn away, and satoru will watch you do it over and over again. it isn't until a while later that satoru catches your friends pushing your shoulders and giggling, and he knows that they're urging you to come up and ask about suguru. you're shaking your head, the nervousness clear as day as your brows pinch. but eventually you succumb to peer pressure and stand up from your table, taking anxious strides towards him.
and usually, satoru will make a face or turn his back or do something to look as unapproachable as possible. because almost every person who comes up asking for suguru's contact info has been obnoxious as hell.
but you're quite pretty and you look sweet enough, and he doesn't think it'd be right to deter you.
suguru would probably like you too.
so satoru decides to let you try at least, and if you seem to be as nice as you look maybe he'd bridge the gap between you and his best friend.
you make your way up to him, and as soon as he finally gets a good look at you he's thinking you're a lot prettier up close.
dammit.
"hi," you say, face hot as you try your best to maintain steady eye contact with him. you look so nervous, fidgeting with the fabric of your clothes as you attempt to strike up conversation, and he doesn't have it in him to watch you struggle.
"yeah i can give you his number," he says, voice clipped as he tries to hide the disappointment in it. you watch him grab a napkin and begin scribbling something down, confusion clear as he hands you the digits.
"um…?" you look at the napkin and then at him. "sorry, whose number is this?"
satoru balks, lips parting as he mirrors your confusion. "uh…suguru's? the guy behind me?"
realization dawns on your face and you shift your weight from foot to foot.
"oh actually," you suck your teeth nervously, trying to hide behind an awkward little smile. "i came to talk to you."
satoru can only blink, cerulean eyes widening behind his glasses as he stares at you in surprise.
you take his silence as a bad sign, shoulders dropping and embarrassment settling in your frown as you look anywhere but his face. "s-sorry if that's weird. i don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything so-"
he's grinning before he can stop himself, heart dangerously swelling with affection as he motions toward the empty stool next to him. "not weird at all."
the pleasant surprise on your face makes him bite back a chuckle, and you take the seat. "huh...i wasn't expecting you to be okay with it."
satoru raises a brow curiously, tilting his head. "why not?"
you shrug with a careless grin. "i had a feeling you were gonna brush me off from the moment i first looked over."
satoru winces, and he can practically feel suguru's knowing smirk on his back. he chooses to ignore that for now, eyes trailing over the mirth in your expression, and he can only smile helplessly. "no way in hell."
your laugh comes instantly, sweet and bright, and you take it as a sign to continue talking. satoru listens on, sipping his drink to hide his giddy smile and ignoring the sting of bitterness once again.
honestly, with the amount of sweetness he's just found, satoru would tolerate as much bitterness as he needed to.
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