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yourmomxx · 6 months

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➵ angels talking - social media au | ln4 (2)

❥ pairing - lando norris x fem!singer!reader

❥ plot - the aftermath of you announcing your new relationship

❥ warnings - none

❥ a/n: as always, the pictures are taken off pinterest and therefore do not have any consisency regarding the reader’s looks (as it is a self-insert and the photographs merely are for visualization)

part i | part ii - the number four

masterlist | requests

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landonorris golden days with my golden girl

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bella.ltn screaming crying throwing up they’re so cute

paddockgirl not lando being a simp on main

↳ landonorris1 @/paddockgirl he’s just like us fr

carlossainz finally official🙏

↳ f1updates @/carlossainz oh hi carlos

kellypiquet tu ferais mieux de la garder @/landonorris

sebastianvettel real happy for you mate

↳ 33maxverstappen @/sebastianvettel we miss you on the grid

realobama her confused face in the second picture she’s just like me fr

hotchswife at first i didn’t know what to think of this but now i just think it’s amazing

suziesalmon new WAG alert

mollym the internet is going to eat this up

coconutananas NOOOO LANDOO

ynforreal guys we lost yn in the world of single ladies😔✊

↳ lanadelslay @/ynforreal i don’t know how to stay strong in this time of grief

lilymhe LANDO I LOVE YOU FOR THIS

↳ alexalbon @/lilymhe ???

alexalbon you just had to start dating my girlfriend’s favorite singer mate didn’t you?

lilyzneimer wishing you guys all the best

alexandrasaintmleux ♥️♥️

↳ lanadelslay @/alexandrasaintmleux ALEX HIII

ao3chick love how all the driver’s girlfriends are commenting like moms signing cards in the name of their kids

danielricciardo congrats!!!

↳ landonorris @/danielricciardo i saw your comment on her post

↳ danielricciardo @/landonorris what comment on whose post? i don’t even speak english🦡

lastlaplando not them being cute

julie.ss highway looking real cozy right now🤭

f1n1fan seb being the proud mom i love him🫶

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yourusername excited to tell you that my new song ‘444’ is available to listen to now on all music streaming platforms! oh, and also that my new album will be released november 22nd😘save the date

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itsbrutalouthere not her telling us about a new album TWO WEEKS before it comes out

sabrinacarpenter song is so amazing babe

papayagirl someone please call taylor swift and get that girl some marketing help😭

lukehemmings 🔥🔥

oliviarodrigo LOVE IT

iknewyouweretrouble I just listened to the song and i am deceased

ynisbabe 444? EXCUSE ME THE MATH

hannahmountana this song is so hot i can’t -

jessicag you did so well with this!!

amslerin please come to la on the next tour i wanna see you live so bad😩😩

jana_gp GIRL WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ANGELS TOLD YOU HES NOT RIGHT FOR YOU

↳ xemily @/jana_gp WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE NUMBER 444 WAS A SIGN TO LEAVE HIM

ynlnn the background music? the vocals?? i can’t anymore

tswizzle 444 the math is so beautiful on this one

kellykiwi the mv awakened something in me

urnamehere i love this song so much

hamiltonh 444? a fourth album? lando the number four?? BESTIE

therealyn queen of manifesting fr

ferrarisupreme “444 you saved my life i really got these angels by my side” lando norris the man👏 that👏you👏 are👏

tangledinu NEW ALBUM YES

midnightprentiss already presaved i’m so excited

ameliadahlia why is everyone talking about math here?? someone explain i’m so lost😭

↳ sabrinajenga @/ameliadahlia @/girlsplainingcelebrities made a post explaining it all, i’ll tag you🫶

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girlsplainingcelebrities another day, another girlsplain! today, what the number four means to our favorite popstar girly, yn yln!!🩷

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boxnexx not to mention that the new album she’s releasing will be her fourth!!! so excited what she has planned for us

zeeema the whole thing with her and lando is so cute

emilyx i always look forward to your posts☺️🙏

sabrinajenga @/amiadahlia

herbsherm whoever runs this account, you have saved my ass so many times, hope your pillow is cold on both sides

leaglb whether you believe in angel numbers or not, these would be a whole of a lot coincidences

formeformulas when i heard "every time i see 444 it means no more i know for sure" i was FREAKING

cheesestrings ALSO not to mention her album comes out on november 22ND - 2+2=?

tswizzle she’s so smart i love her

ynisbabe when my teachers told me i would need maths outside of school they actually meant this

carlaarcher can we please all agree that 444 is about her relationship with arthur and that it was basically lando who made her realize he wasn’t good enough?

↳ paddockgirl @/carlaarcher GURL FR no way those two didn’t have something going on

↳ leclercsgirl @/paddockgirl besides, the media didn’t see her with any other guy during that time the song is probably set, so it CAN only be arthur

↳ itsellie @/leclersgirl would explain their radio silence with each other as well

↳ bella.ltn @/itsellie tbh if my boyfriend practically stopped posting me on his social media or acknowledging my existence the moment we got more serious i would dump that man too

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vanityfair Singer-Songwriter YN YLN talks Split from Rumoured Childhood Romance Arthur Leclerc, Release of New Song and Announcement of Fourth Album, and Relationship with Formula 1-Driver Lando Norris

Click on the Link in the Bio to watch the entire Interview

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coconutananas that caption is longer than my life span😭

mollym girl was busy the past few weeks

ylnwife i am so in love with everything this woman has been doing for the past few months, this is amazing

factorfic just watched it and it is so amazing!! love how her and lando have the same sass, they fit perfectly tbh

charthurleclerc the day we find out what really happened between her and arthur leclerc will be the day i can finally rest

itsbrutalouthere "I'm a ferrari girl" -YN YLN, girlfriend of MCLAREN DRIVER Lando Norris, 2023

↳ landonorris1 @/itsbrutalouthere loved her for this

↳ bimess @/itsbrutalouthere PLS the way she was like "I love my boyfriend but everytime a ferrari is on pole I risk a breakup" she's so real

ynisbabe she looks so good here hello???

emilyzkn can’t wait for the albummmmm oh my god

jilledits i swear to god if she spills more tea about arthur i will be FERAL

wanderwall now all we need is someone interviewing lando about her and my life will be complete

jawdropforkpop i’m already so excited for her new album, i can’t even

peppyi her new song was so good, can’t wait for the album!!

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milaeth · 10 months

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୨୧┊𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. ( lando norris )

ꖛ ─ you’re reading part one ∿ part two ( coming soon )

✧.* pairings ─ lando norris x fem! football player! reader

✧.* genre ─ social media au ⨾ fluff

✧.* summary ─ in which you're a football player and after winning the champions league with your team, a secret admirer named "L" sends you flowers. everyone thinks it's your friend Lance, but what if it's someone else? perhaps someone who’s also a formula one driver and is known for being a big fan of yours...

✧.* face claim ─ jana fernández (she’s obv around the same age as lando in this)

✧.* warnings ─ none

✧.* mily’s thoughts ─ so sorry for the wait, i had to take a little break, but i’m back now! btw i’ve had this in my drafts for literal months, but i finally decided to post it so enjoy :)

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yourusername We rocked the semi finals, now it’s time for the actual one! We can do this!!🔥

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user1604 massive win! some sick tackles made by you today, wow. so proud of you guys🔵🔴

user693 LETS GOOOO

lance_stroll So proud of you💙❤️

yourusername Thank you Lance❤️

user4635 y’all seeing this???

user8476 the hearts…🤭

user4316 BARCELONA 🔛🔝

user1036 mother is mothering‼️

landonorris Congratulations, you guys were amazing!👏

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user5837 YOU GUYS WILL ROCK THE FINAL

fcbfemeni best cb in laliga🔥🔵🔴

yourusername best club💙❤️

user3835 devoured and left no crumbs

user8547 who is that girl and why are lance and lando always in her likes and comments??

user9527 girl bffr💀

user1584 “that girl” is Y/n mf L/n.

user5264 @user8547 That is Y/n L/n! She plays for Barcelona’s women's team. She and Lance have been friends for quite a while and I guess he introduced her to the other drivers at some point because a lot of them follow her. She's been to a few races and sometimes still attends them when she's not playing for Barcelona! :)

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landonorris just added to their story . . .

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maxfewtrell Off to go see the love of your life play?👀

landonorris Shut up mate

maxfewtrell You didn’t deny it👀

landonorris Dude she doesn’t even know I exist

maxfewtrell Of course she knows you exist. She’s friends with Lance and therefore knows you from the grid.

landonorris Yeah okay but that’s about it. The first and only time we talked in person was in 2020 so she probably forgot about my existence.

maxfewtrell Well then change that😉

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yourusername This feels unreal🏆🔵🔴

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lance_stroll I’m literally so proud of you. We have to celebrate this, love you💙

yourusername Thank you so much, can’t wait to see you again💙

user836 @lance_stroll confess to her already🙄🙄

user638 i ship them so hard

landonorris This was the first football game I watched live and the atmosphere was amazing. Great win💙❤️

yourusername Our games always have an amazing atmosphere, it’s really worth it

landonorris I could tell! Today’s game won’t be the last one I’ll see live

yourusername I hope so :)

user9526 AYO WHAT IS GOING ON

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macel625 · 2 months

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Azriel better show his gratitude for Nesta when his book comes.

Why? Because if it weren't for Nesta: 👇

Gwyn would've never came into the picture, and Azriel still wouldn't have found his mate, his "a thing, of secret Lovely beauty"

Azriel would still have been pining over Mor, and lusting after Elain possibly for another 500 years

Azriel would've never seen that image of teal eyes glowing

Azriel would've never seen his shadows reach out to someone, and danced as if they heard some silent music

Azriel would've never look at someone with secret and quiet admiration

Azriel would've never felt a spark in his chest

Azriel would've never been someone's (aka Gwyn) first choice

I can go on and on, but my girl Nesta is the real mvp here 🥹☝️. She'll be the best wing woman ever yet to come (for both of them), and you know it

Nesta is the reason why we (and Azriel) have Gwyn. So, therefore, Azriel better be grateful that she found his mate and how close their friendship is 🤭

#gwynriel #elucian #gwyn x azriel #pro gwynriel #anti e/riel #nesta archeron #nesta acosf #pro nesta #pro nesta archeron

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delicatesoundofthunderr · 10 months

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Lock-up ~ Chapter 1

{Charles Leclerc x Reader}

Y/N L/N is the new hope of RedBull. Though, her start to the season could’ve known some better days. With RedBull’s pressure, her dad’s reminders that she is only here because of him and Max’s behaviour, Y/N has a lot on her mind.

Someone she used to know seems to notice, but can’t decided wether or not to help.

Read to see how this all unfolds ❤️

hope yall enjoy!!

•••

I changed a bit of things in F1 to make this story work, therefore Perez does not exist anymore 😭. Also the calendar is different, and I made the reader Canadian but her dad's Italian.

The story will be both present, and past for flashbacks and explanations.

Heres a short diagram of the teams Charles and Y/N have been in.

Charles Y/N

2018 (F2): Prema Dams

2019-2020 (F1): Sauber Racing Point

present (F1): Ferrari RedBull

This fanfic includes all the good stuff, from closed proximity to forbidden love, you guys won't ever be bored 🤭

Enjoy!!

•••

Present Day - Spain GP, race #7

" And it's a red flag here in Spain... Who could possibly- Oh and it's Charles Leclerc and Y/N L/N who have crashed!" the commentator's voice boomed through the speakers.

Both cars were immobile in the gravel pits of the circuit, with Charles' front wing stuck in the wall.

" For those of you that are new to Formula One, let's just say these two have made it a habit of constantly fighting each other since the start of the season... once in a while resulting into both of their DNFs," The other commentator continued.

" What a fucking idiot. Turning into me like that, what the hell was i supposed to do?" Y/N complained in her radio.

" If she keeps pulling stuff like that she could literally kill someone, including herself. When will she learn to control herself?" Charles screamed in his team radio.

Both drivers got out of their cars without a scratch, and the glare they gave each other through furrowed brows must've been the most intense part of the whole crash.

•••

It wasn't always like this. Battling the other dangerously, loathing stares, and hateful speeches.

Two years ago, when you were with Racing Point and he Sauber, you and Charles were inseparable. People went as far as saying you guys were dating, but that theory was quickly shut down since at that time Charles had a girlfriend and you were seeing someone.

You guys had formed habits together, but the most important one was skiing in the Alps in the off season.

•••

2 Years Ago - Italian Alps

" Where do you think you're going next?" you ask Charles on the chairlift.

The beautiful and vast Alps were mesmerizing to look at from the chairlift, but Charles had his eyes somewhere else.

" I think we should go... Hörnli." he says, with a determined look on his face.

" Not the ski slopes idiot, the next F1 team you're joining," you laugh.

Skiing and hiking the Alps was your tradition with Charles. It was your third time doing it by now.

" Oh my god I'm so stupid. Well Ferrari have reached out, so if I have the opportunity I'm definitely taking it. What about you?" he watches you carefully.

" I don't know yet. I should know soon though." You added with a smile that quickly faded.

" Don't worry, There's definitely a big team that has you in their sights." He said, flashing you a smile. " Imagine you end up in Ferrari with me!" he added hopefully.

" Oh I don't think you could handle me beating you every race." you teased, shoving him slightly.

" Oh, You wish! Still... I must admit you're the toughest opponent I've had... yet." he smugly added.

His compliment had caught you off-guard.

" You really think so?" you questioned with a cocky smile. " I'm touched."

" I said yet, and with the cars that we have right now. We'll see when we're in bigger teams." he challenged.

" You didn't specify cars..." you teased.

" Oh shut up," he chuckles, hitting you with his ski stick.

Your laughs could almost be heard echoing in the vast mountains of Italy.

Then, you signed with RedBull.

•••

The tension began at the start of this season, ever since Charles joined his dear Scuderia and you RedBull.

Ever since the Canadian Grand Prix.

Charles' selfish action had cost him his already fragile friendship with you. He wanted to get back at you for what you did to him in Monaco. He let his greed cloud his thoughts, but perhaps there was another emotion present in his thinking...

•••

Past - Monaco GP - race 1

Y/N POV

I had to prove myself. Being the only woman on the F1 grid put a suffocating pressure on my chest, because I had to be perfect no matter the occasion. On and off track.

Winning this historical race meant winning everybody's respect. Especially my dad's. He would have no other choice but to hug me tightly after the win, right? Surely he wouldn't have any reasons to be disappointed in me?

I was both eager and scared to find out. My dad only wants the best for me, but he sometimes struggles to show it. Still, I wouldn't ask for anything else. His severe teaching is the only reason I'm here.

•••

30 seconds before the lights go out. I close my eyes and go over the track in my head one last time before taking in as much air possible in my lungs and letting it go steadily. I tune out every distraction around me and look up without blinking.

Two cars in front.

Lewis on pole and Charles following.

The red lights are on... and off.

I don't have an amazing start but I manage to keep my position. The first few laps require the fullest of my concentration because of Monaco's tight corners and every car being close. I finally hear Ryan (my engineer) telling me to slow down and keep a good pace.

That was until Lewis made a mistake, leading to Charles and I passing him. There was only Charles in front now. No, not Charles. A car.

I was simply looking at a red car who, by team orders, needed to be passed.

And so I attacked. Trying to push the ferrari into making a single mistake, one I could benefit from.

The ferrari in front was incredibly good at defending, and my heart started to beat faster. There were only a few laps left. I had to win, I needed to win.

My impatience got the best of me. It pushed me over the limit, and I was the one that made the mistake. I didn't brake soon enough.

A bit of smoke is all I remember before disassociating from the moment. I fucked up. My dad was never going to let me forget this. What was the media going to say? I ruined both my race and Charles'. Not even one of us was going to celebrate tonight.

My stomach ached so much. My head was spinning. I saw two hands reaching out to me and helping me up from my seat. Was it Charles? Maybe he forgives me. He had to.

I opened my eyes and saw the ones of a worried marshal. He set me down and my eyes instantly searched for Charles'.

I found his eyes glued to his car, then they finally met mine. The look in his eyes made my heart drop. Hatred. Hatred I created.

I knew I couldn't run up to him right now, But I had to speak to him. We've had our conflicts on-track, but they never lasted long off-track. This time was different.

I start to walk away, and then looked up to lock eyes with my father's. Disappointment. My heart pinched and anger rose in me.

•••

After the race I searched for Charles everywhere and finally found him by the stands, walking alone.

"Charles!" I call out, half expecting him to walk the other way.

He simply stopped walking and looked at me expectantly.

" Listen I'm- " But he cuts me off.

" Y/N you don't have to say anything. Racing is racing. You shouldn't stop yourself from attacking just because I'm the one in the car in front." he said, rather coldly.

I felt so relieved to hear that. I lifted my arms up to hug him, but he quickly took ahold of my wrist. He closed his eyes, and gripped my wrist tighter.

"Just... Expect the same in following races." He said, opening his eyes with a piercing gaze.

He let go of my wrist gently and turned his back on me, leaving me all alone.

What the fuck. What did he mean? His anger would probably dissipate before the next race, like it always did. Like he said, I shouldn't just stop overtaking him to make him happy.

•••

The media ate me alive, and it made me even more frustrated. First race for Redbull and this is what happens...

I make my way out of the interview room and see my dad. My throat starts to close.

" Terrible start, terrible attacking, and overall shitty race. This isn't the result of my teaching, is it?" he coldly states.

"No." I mutter out.

" What? I couldn't quite hear." he says.

" No, it's not! It's my fault entirely." I say truthfully. This was not a good example of my driving and even less of my dad's guidance.

" There you go." my dad says, patting me on the shoulder.

•••

Past - Canadian GP - race #2

Y/N POV

I qualified like shit for my home grand prix. P6 because my car had a problem, and if it wasn't enough, Charles was P7 behind me. I'll show him that his little speech didn't scare me and it was childish of him to menace me with his words.

The race was tight. I had managed to get up to P3, but Charles was very close behind. I defended him fiercely, and for a moment I thought I had it. That was until his "tires locked up" and he hit my side. Both cars were able to get back on track, although Charles ended up passing me because of this. It didn't matter. I fell down to P8 and finished the race with a disappointing P7. I was fucking fuming.

" What the hell is wrong with him? He got a penalty for that right?" I complain in my team radio at the end of the race.

" Um, unfortunately Y/N, there doesn't seem to be any penalty taken from ferrari's part." Ryan tells me.

"WHAT?" I exclaim.

How was that even fucking possible? Did me and the FIA see the same crash?

•••

The post-race interviews were now happening.

" Y/N, I'm not trying to jump to conclusions, but that move pulled off by Charles seemed intentional. Any thoughts?" the interviewer questioned.

" Yeah I think it says a lot about him," I stated angrily. "What happened in Monaco was a mistake and he had NO right to ruin my home race in return. Him not getting a penalty is also very surprising. I'll never forget this childish act from both Leclerc and the FIA." I replied, pissed.

" Those are harsh words coming from your mouth, L/N. Yet, I think this could be the start of a new rivalry between Ferrari and Redbull. Do you?" the reporter continued.

" Definitely." I firmly said.

•••

You met Leclerc on the way back to the RedBull garage.

" I can't fucking believe you Charles, Monaco was a mistake but this? This was on purpose. You did this just to prove what, exactly?" You voiced, irritated.

Charles' expression was unreadable. He seemed at conflict with himself, trying to figure out what to say.

"I think," Charles paused. " I think we should keep our distances from now on."

Your mouth fell slightly open. After all you guys had done together, the strong bond you guys had created?

" Oh, don't worry about that." You stated angrily, storming off.

•••

Present Day - Post Spain GP - race 7

You felt disappointed after today's race, like any other race that finished badly. You loved your team so much- the team that had taken you in after only a year in F1, the team that constantly supported you... Although recently you could see their trust in you falter. You couldn't help but feel like you let RedBull down each time you made a mistake, like you felt with your dad.

Max ended up winning, so you congratulated him and gave him a quick hug that didn't go unnoticed by a certain someone.

Max was like a literal brother to you, having a similar character to yours and the same dad experiences.

" You really gotta stop targeting Charles like that, Y/N. The team won't like it, and I like you, so you better stick around and stop holding grudges." Max joked.

" Mate did you see the incident? I swear he turned into me!" you retorted, eyes wide.

" Yeah..." Max chuckled, not convinced.

" Oh my god just go on the podium already." You annoyingly said, giving him one last tap on the shoulder.

Max left while laughing, and you were left smiling alone. You didn't want to listen to him when he said you should stop holding a grudge on Leclerc, but a part of you knew he was right. You should definitely focus on the championship, since a gap had formed between you and the leaders. This definitely stressed you out, with your dad's constant high expectations and the team slowly losing hope in your talent.

A sudden pair of eyes found yours in the crowd.

Leclerc's eyes had a new look in them, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. You simply furrowed your brows and looked away.

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Quite a long chapter to start with, and i think the following ones will be shorter. Also this was copied from my wattpad, so if theres any mistakes im sorry hahaha

Hope yall enjoyed 💞

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 x reader #f1 #f1 imagine #max verstappen #redbull #ferrari

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tmntxthings · 2 years

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So basically my friend had a dream that we were in a science room and I was creating these “world destructive” weapons. She said it looked like a mix of a flamethrower and a water gun, specifically saying it looked “funky” and like a “monstrosity”. But anyway, she says that I dropped it cause I was jumping up and down, pretending to be a hero and saving people but I was actually cackling and didn’t look heroic at all🫤 and I dropped it and a red button was almost pressed and everyone knows red button=bad. Thankfully it didn’t get pressed.

But here’s the funny part.

The reason why I was making those weapons is because Donnie (yes. Dontello the fucking turtle) provoked me by saying that my weapons were ass. So i was like, “grrr👹” and he was like, “grrr👹” and we had a deadly nerd duel.

She said we might kill humanity if we were put in a room together and if we were to fight it’d be a tie since we’d be pointing deadly weapons at each other. She ended it by saying, “Moral of the story: You and Donnie would destroy everything.”

Anyways, I was wondering if you could write headcanons or a one shot with this sort of like theme ig with Donnie and just what you get from reading this weird ass dream she sent me🤭😭 (if it inspired you to write something)

Deadly Nerd Duel

author’s note: or alternative title, This Town Ain’t Big Enough for the Both of Us . . . oh c’mon it makes sense.

warnings: crack, fluff, cursing, rlly long one shot, enemies to lovers, unedited

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“This place is about to blow,” April whispered to Leo. “Yeah, and my bet is on Donnie,” Leo added smugly, holding up a fake five dollar bill. “You’re on, you have no idea how crazy Y/n really is,” April said holding up her own five, yes that one was real.

“Last chance Y/n,” Donnie took a deep breath, calming himself. Y/n rolled their eyes, shifting their weight to one side, then glanced up at the purple clad turtle, “Oh? I was quite certain you were going to back out by now,” a mischievous glint could be seen in your eyes.

Confused? Okay, let’s back it up.

“Donnie, I’d like you to meet, my newest friend,” April gave jazz hands as she presented you, “Y/n!” She beamed and the purple turtle gave you a once over before turning back to his phone. THAT. That right there was his first mistake! “Donnie! C’mon be nice!” April pleaded. Though her voice was sweet, her eyes were raging with a burning fire that was threatening to explode behind closed doors–meaning as soon as you were gone April would be chewing out Donnie’s shell. “Sigh, if I must, greetings April’s friend ‘Y/n’ I am the Othello Von Ryan,” He gave a half-hearted wave with one hand. His gaze lingered purposefully for a second longer, then he looked at April as if to say, see I can be ‘nice.’ Then, his attention promptly went back down to his phone. A smug smile forming on his face, thinking himself cool.

You blinked hard, taking in his enormous ego and trying not to gag. Strike two. “Yes, well April I thought you said you were showing me the cool one,” you said off-handedly, turning back to the lab door that you had just entered through. April sucked in a deep breath, knowing you were pissed off, so instead of trying to force the two of you to get along, she was ready and willing to follow you out of the lab. But it seemed your comment had struck a nerve on Ol’ Donatello. “Only an intellectual individual would understand how cool my lab is, therefore crowning me the coolest person you’ll ever meet. Top side or here in the sewers, darling” he hadn’t looked up from his phone, but he was definitely clenching it a tad harder than before.

You chuckled darkly, darling? He’d regret that. What was the count? Oh yeah, strike three. You were still walking for the door, turning only when you reached it. Glancing around the supposedly ‘cool’ place, and deciding right then and there the two of you were never going to be friends. No, there was a special kind of relationship between the two of you. You assumed it would level up to hate eventually but for now you’d stick him in the dislike pile. Maybe he would realize how stuck up he sounded, especially for a first meeting. Your eyes snagged on a container that had somewhat of a spotlight on it. As if to say, out of all the things in his lab, this was one of his favorites. So you were a little mean when you said, “I don’t know, it’d be a lot cooler if that was genuine uranium instead of a carbon copy fake,” nodding at the said container and then you shoved the door open without giving him a chance to reply. April scurried out, harshly whispering to Donnie that she would have a word with him later.

Donnie hadn’t gotten up from his swivel chair the entire time–you had just soaked up his favorite place in the world, all with the most judgmental eyes. You weren’t just judging his lab though, you were judging him. But he never thought that you would actually know what you were looking at. Much less be able to tell the difference from him forging and putting together a fake piece of uranium. Or just that you even knew it was uranium to begin with?! You surprised him. And you had also dissed him. A mistake that he would make sure you would regret. He quickly removed his feet from his work table, dusting it off. He never put his feet up there, he had done it because you were there. A stranger that April trusted, and he wanted to appear to be the badass he proclaimed himself to be. Donnie felt like doing something illegal, something to obtain real uranium and shove that into your face. Because there was no way he could legally afford such material. He wondered if you were some rich uptown-ie. And immediately he was pushing his swivel chair away from the work table towards his big screen. “Well darling, you’ve got my attention, now, how much science do you actually know?” He muttered to himself as he did a google search. What? He’d start off with the basics. Then he’d dive into the dark web for all your dirty little secrets, if you had any. You looked like the type to hide stuff. But what he came up with was mainly surface information. Perfect grades, perfect family (only child), perfect records, even for attendance. Which then came as no surprise when he saw you had no criminal record. It didn’t add up, no one could be that perfect, he went back, to middle school, to elementary, and still you had perfect grades/attendance/record.

“Hmm,” he spun in his chair. What’s a goody-little-two-shoes running around in the sewers of NYC with his best friend, the April O’Neil. How did the two of you become friends? These were questions that only said best friend could answer and he knew he had surely pissed her off with his antics. Donnie sighed, he’d do a deeper dive in the world wide web before he had to admit he was actually curious to April.

Three hours later and nothing relevant. You didn’t even have a social media he could uncover! Fuckity fuck.

“So what’d you think?” April asked sheepishly. Hoping that you’d just forget about the whole interaction with Donnie and focus on how positive the rest of the brothers had been. April thanked the heavens above that even Leo hadn’t acted so childishly. Sure he was still immature, but he wasn’t blatantly rude! April had come to find out that you had a short fuse and a low tolerance for any and all bullshit.

“Raph was cool, Mikey was sweet, Leo was.. alright?” You said, pondering for a moment. Then your eyes hardened and April grimaced, you hadn’t forgotten.

“But that other fellow, the purple one?” You just shook your head, knowing he was still April’s friend, whether you liked him or not. You wouldn’t go as far as to bad mouth him in front of her. That would put her in an awkward position, so you kept your mouth shut—but April readily spoke up. “I don’t know what his problem was!! Honestly Y/n, he’s a great guy, and I’ll prove it to you. He probably didn’t have any coffee this morning!” She supplied an excuse and you raised an eyebrow. “Next weekend, like Mikey said, come back with me! It’ll be way more fun, and I’ll make sure to have a word with Donnie,” April pleaded.

It was easy to agree, truly the other guys were cool, you just had a bad taste in your mouth from the purple one. “Alright, I’ll be there then,” you gave April a small smile and she instantly relaxed. “Yes!! Awesome, this will be just—“ she looked down at her phone, immediately hiding it from your view in an attempt at being discrete. You did, however, notice how her eyes had hardened just slightly behind her glasses. “I’ve gotta take this. I’ll text you the details, see ya tomorrow?” April asked. You nodded, “Of course, do I ever miss class?” You joked, and April couldn’t help but laugh, thinking of some fond memories of you rushing in, barely making it some days but still there. “True that! Alright, see ya laters!” April waved, taking off towards a different direction than where the both of you had been heading. You noticed it was back towards the alleyway, likely to the manhole—right back down to the sewers.

You shoved your hands into the pockets of your hoodie. You would give the purple turtle credit for one thing, and one thing only, he had given you slight inspiration. You headed to your apartment, to your own lab. The benefits of being a straight A student and having rich parents, was practically getting anything you wanted from them. And yes, especially if you told them it was for school, and to them sure, all the stuff you bought sounded scientific enough. They didn’t know better, truly they were just happy that you did so well in school. That’s really all that mattered to them. Get the grade, and you’ll be rewarded, so get the grade you did. You never disappointed, that wasn’t in your DNA, nope not in your gene code. So as you typed in the code to your front door, passing through the living room and heading straight for the only other door with a keypad lock, you typed in a different set of numbers. Swish, the door slid open before you, and you were hit with a chilly breeze. Ah, home sweet home.

“I’ll give you one chance to offer up a good reason as to why you were acting so—so—so childishly earlier!” April had stormed back to the lair and went straight for Donnie’s lab as soon as she saw him calling. She hadn’t answered his call, no sir, she would much rather face him. “You should’ve seen the face they made as soon as they locked eyes with me,” Donnie started and April scowled, “Are you serious?!” April practically yelled; Donnie continued, “Yes, I am, and not just me—they were eyeing my lab like it was a junkyard. I may get some parts from there, but this is definitely not a repo place.” Donnie threw his arm to the side as if to make his point. His lab was flawless, freshly cleaned (he had done so just for April and her friend, you.) “Donnie, you spoke first. You started that whole bicker back and forth,” April exasperated, “now I’m asking you to put the whole thing aside for me, and get along. Please?!” Donnie grumbled to himself, muttering how he didn’t know if that would be possible if you couldn’t fix your resting bit-

“DONNIE!” April really yelled this time. He closed his mouth, had he been saying that out loud? Sheesh, you had really done a number on him. Though maybe he was just frustrated he hadn’t been able to find anything more interesting about you. Just the fact that you were rich due to your father’s wealth as a political figure. Which only made Donnie even more angry, you definitely had the money to buy materials he couldn’t… that is, if what he was assuming was true and that you were just as big a nerd as him. “Fine, how about you tell me why, or I should say, how the two of you even became friends?” Surely April could shed some light on that unknown fact. “It’s a long story, but I promise, Y/n is legit, just give them another chance, they’ll be back next weekend,” April informed as she stood, obviously planning on heading out. But this wasn’t good, Donnie hadn’t gotten any information at all! He sighed loudly, and April shot him a glare. “Dee,” she sighed, “I thought the two of you would get along.. you have way more in common than you think.” April shook her head, and Donnie softened if only slightly. “Okay okay, for you, and you only” and April beamed brightly. “Awesome, just watch, the two of you will be buds in no time!”

And now you have a bit of context! Still confused?

Well, next week arrived and it had been going all according to April’s plan. Everyone getting along for the most part, though subtle glares were definitely exchanged. You and Donnie were… cordial? Yes, we’ll go with that word. Mikey and April had thrown a pizza party, plenty of boxes to share. Then after a movie night was in order, and after that the board games had begun. This was where things started to go a little haywire. April didn’t know why she had thought it was a good idea to let Leo choose, but she did, and monopoly it was. A long ass game that definitely could break up the fragile peace that April had been trying to cultivate between you and Donnie. As soon as Donnie had landed on one of Y/n’s property, they held out their hand for him to cough up the fake cash. His eyes had turned ablaze. Not because of your hand, but because of your smug little face, more than happy to have had him pay up first. Instead of passing the money, he slid it your way, making you pick it up yourself. Classy Donatello, very classy.

It was war after that. The light blue properties and railroads secured by Y/n, you were on a roll and trying to get the oranges next. Though Mikey had practically called it in the beginning, he hadn’t gotten that lucky with his rolls, instead landing on the pinks and utilities. You had actually traded Mikey the last utility property for the last railroad. (Donnie had seethed, not thinking that was a smart trade on Mikey’s part, but really he just didn’t want you getting another set.) Donnie had the red’s and the dark blues, plotting on everyone’s demise. All it would take would be just one person to land on those expensive ass properties that had him almost broke now, but he was in this for the long run. Long run indeed, one by one the other brothers ended up bankrupt to either you or Donnie’s schemes until it was just April left. It was getting pretty late too, April would say so every time it was her turn, but she would immediately be thwarted by both you and Donnie saying, “It’s almost over!” “Just one more round.”

The competitive nature between the both of you was alive and crackling. It was your turn, and you landed on the chance tile. As you picked up a card, the color from your face drained. “This is bullshit.” You muttered, throwing the card down on the center of the board for everyone to see. “Oh noooooo!” Mikey wailed, he had been rooting for you, much to Donnie’s dismay. Out of all the cards, you picked the one that forced you to move to Boardwalk, aka the dark blue that Donnie had the most hotels built on. It was a sure shot defeat, you knew you would go bankrupt. “It was all part of the plan,” he said as he tapped the side of his head smugly. “Yeah well, make sure to thank the chance card for your victory,” you made sure to say.

April piped up, “I’m still in the game too you know!” You gave her a sheepish smile. While that was true, April didn’t have as much as Donnie now had—with his properties and yours included, it was a sure win. “But let’s call it a night huh?” April asked for a final time and you agreed, getting up and stretching. April didn’t think you were a sore loser but on the off hand that Donnie started to brag, April wanted to get you out of there while the mood was still amiable. The brothers all said their goodbyes, Mikey already asking for future plans. Donnie had walked silently back to his lab after his mumbled sayonara. To which you only hesitated a second before following after him.

Leo nudged April, nonexistent eyebrows waggling and silently telling her to not follow just yet. April’s eyes widened, wondering if the two of you were finally going to become closer! The best buds plan that she had hoped for were now in the foreseeable future?! She smiled brightly now watching as you disappeared around the corner that led to Donnie’s lab.

“Hey wait,” you called out when you saw he was about to shut the lab door. Donnie took a step backwards, head peeking out of the entryway to see you had stopped a couple feet away from his lab. “I just wanted to say, good game.. it was smart to consider the chance cards and their uses,” your hands were in your hoodie pockets. You made sure to keep eye contact, trying to convey your sincerity. Donnie’s full form came into view as he leaned against the lab door. Listening intently, eyes not leaving yours. When you finished he wondered if April had put you up to saying something like this. But the way your eyes immediately went to the floor after you finished, the way your feet were shuffling, he deduced that possibility was less than likely.

“Yeah, it was a good game, mostly because I won,” he grinned, unable to stop from bragging— at least a little! You rolled your eyes. “Right,” you replied, giving up on the sincere tone. “But for a second there, I thought I was in deep trouble, it was uh- fun to play with you,” Donnie remedied, the smugness fading into something more genuine. You raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly as you watched him backtrack a little. Being a little nice in fact. “I was thinking, you’re pretty smart-“

“Not just smart, I’d say I’m on par with Einstein’s level of genius” Donnie interrupted you quickly. You cleared your throat, shooting him a glare as you started to rock back and forth on your heels, “as I was saying, I have some things I’ve been working on for a while, I think they may be more useful to you and your brothers.” You concluded, but it was Donnie’s turn to raise an eyebrow. “What things exactly?”

One day later, and you were back in the sewers, specifically in the common area of the lair. The suitcase you had brought down was popped open, and Raph and Mikey were peering inside as you grabbed the first weapon. “So this isn’t the most dangerous thing I’ve built but I’d say freezing people solid is pretty handy when it comes to vigilante work!” You said, pointing the gun up in the air for safe measure. Donnie was on the far side of the room, and the look on his face was close to outrage. You wanted to give his brothers cool weapons??? That was his job! Plus they didn’t need weapons, they already had weapons. Sure they didn’t freeze people, BUT they did not need your things. If anything his brothers should only want—

“Cool! Can I try??” Mikey was making grabby hands for the freeze ray and you readily handed it over. “Just be careful, the safety’s off.” You said and no sooner had you spoken a blast was shot, near poor Leo, who was quick enough to move completely out of the way. “Hey!” Leo screeched, turning his face to see the pizza boxes that had been piling up had turned into ice. “Woah,” Leo breathed out, impressed. Raph took the weapon from Mikey, not trusting him to have another shot accidentally go off. “Heh, whoops!” Mikey said sheepishly as he ran over to the block of iced pizza boxes.

“You guys think that’s cool??” Donnie piped up from across the room. He made a mad dash to his lab, going over to the glass box that read ‘BETA’ and grabbed the first thing he could get his hands on. He was back in the common area in no time, “Feast your eyes on this,” From what you could tell he was holding a weapon much like yours, shaped like a gun. He flicked a switch, aiming in your direction, “Donnie!” Raph warned, but he pulled the trigger anyway. A blast shot past your face, inches away until it landed on the recliner by the projector. On impact it shrunk two times its normal size! “A shrink ray?!” Mikey exclaimed, running to go pick up the mini sized chair. Donnie’s weapon was now directed up in the air, resting on his shoulder, he had a smug smile on his face, daring you to top that.

Game on! It was a battle of who could outshine the other. All inventions were being put on showcase for the brothers and eventually April (who had just gotten out of her last class) to ‘ohh’ and ‘ahh’ at. Weapon after weapon, prototype after prototype. Until the really dangerous shit was coming out to play. “ALRIGHT,” Donnie said, skidding to a stop for the seventh time. The trip to his lab to the living room was getting to be a bit tiring. He pointed the most dangerous thing he had, directly at you. You did the same, out of your suitcase came a wicked looking weapon, and you clicked the safety off, aiming at Donnie’s face. The two of you were huffing angrily at one another.

“This place is about to blow,” April whispered to Leo. Popcorn had been popped, everyone enjoying the show the two of you were putting on. “Yeah, and my bet is on Donnie,” Leo added smugly, holding up a fake five dollar bill. He had a knack for sneaking monopoly money when no one was paying attention. And for some reason he still had it. April snorted, “You’re on, you have no idea how crazy Y/n really is,” April held up her own five, that one being real.

“Last chance Y/n,” Donnie took a deep breath, calming himself. He was watching you carefully, one finger ready to pull back the trigger. Y/n rolled their eyes, shifting their weight to one side, then glanced up at the purple clad turtle, “Oh? I was quite certain you were going to back out by now,” a mischievous glint could be seen in your eyes. Donnie gritted his teeth, he was not about to get punked by you. “Guyssss how about we call this a tie!” Mikey breathed out nervously. Twiddling his thumbs together as he came to stand between the two of you. “Only if Y/n admits my weapon is better!” Donnie hollered over Mikey and your eyes narrowed, “Not happening,” you said immediately. Raph spoke up then, “what exactly do those guns do?” You and Donnie were talking over one another not making much sense but the gist was, BOOM. The place would go boom.

“Okay,” Raph nodded, “PUT THE WEAPONS DOWN!” He yelled at the both of you. Simultaneously it was like all the air had been sucked out of the room as slowly, the two of you listened, weapons going down to your respective sides. “Mine’s better,” Donnie muttered, and you scoffed. “It was never a competition! I just wanted to—“ and you stopped yourself. You took in a deep breath, stalked forward, you weren’t about to admit this to the entire room. You brushed past the purple turtle. He had expected you to flash out once you reached him but you just kept walking, to his lab he assumed and immediately he was following after you.

“Should we make sure they don’t kill each other in a different room?” April thought aloud. Leo’s hand made a swipe in the air, “Nahhh I’ll bet another $5” he quickly held up another fake, “that everything figures itself out!” Mikey was scurrying over making his own bets and Raph was wondering if this was the smartest thing to do right about now. When just a couple of minutes ago the place could’ve gone boom! But he was quickly being dragged into Leo and April’s betting game.

As soon as Donnie passed the threshold of his lab, you were there, backing him into the door as it shut behind him. “What’re you—?!” Donnie exclaimed not liking the close proximity at all. “That’s what I should be asking you! I thought we were finally getting along?” You accused, waving the weapon around that was still in your hand. “Yeah that was until you decided to showboat and try to take my job!” Donnie surmised angrily. “You got issues because all I was trying to do was help!” You confessed as you threw the weapon to the ground in frustration. “We don’t need your help.” Donnie sneered, wanting to get his point across, he was the tech guy, he was the genius, they didn’t need a second.

You jabbed a finger straight into his plastron. “I knew it. I knew you were just some self-obsessed, ego-maniac, who only cares about himself.” You were met with a hard stare. You waited for him to challenge that, to dare and say you were wrong. “Oh yeah? Well you—“ his own fists clenching, “are the most privileged, prissy, judgmental person I’ve ever met!” You smirked, batting away his insults with a, “and how many people have you met exactly?” Insinuating mutant turtles don’t exactly have much of a social life. “Fuck you,” Donnie glowered. “Fuck you too.” And somewhere along the insults and the arguing the two of you had gotten pressed together. It was silent for a moment as the two of you realized this, your eyes widening if only slightly as Donnie’s breath fanned your face.

He was looking at you carefully, noting your surprise and the way your breath quickened. You saw the way his eyes darted to your lips, and the way he swallowed. Fuck it! You both thought as your heads came crashing to one another. Lips meeting and teeth clacking, it was a brutal kiss. Heated passion that was stoked by the fire of anger and attraction. His hands were pulling you impossibly closer, going around your waist. Your own hands were pressed against his upper plastron. Moments passed until air was needed and your head moved back slightly to gulp down oxygen. “You drive me crazy,” Donnie said, meeting your lips once more, not letting you rest. You kissed him back feverishly, agreeing wholeheartedly, he drove you crazy too. “So is this a truce?” You panted as he drew back to breath. “For now..” he smirked, already enjoying the effect he had on you. You shook your head, was it possible for his ego to get any larger? One of his hands came up and his fingers caught your chin, lifting it and his lips met yours one more time. This kiss was softer, but it took your breath away all the same. “I guess your inventions aren’t half-bad” he murmured against your lips. You smiled smugly, “Damn right!”

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cherizzx · 2 months

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He cute...a little weird but cute!

Crona the mf Grogan x Chubby!Black Reader

A.N: (Ok sooo ive never seen a fic with him and a black girl which is crazy because i feel like he like DOWN BAD for black and what black? we therefore we must write 🤭)

" He cries like alot'

" yeah, it's kinda sad because of Medusa if you think about it

" yeah, but still, he too creepy and he cries? that's like a serial killer code gone wrong"

Two people I call friends talks about the new boy at school, his names Crona I think? I dunno but, he was one of Medusas pawns for taking down the DWMA; which to me I knew the bitch was crazy when she came in with a bob and twists in her hair...BUT THATS NOT THE POINT! So, as they talked I just tune them out listening to music and drawing some doodles when out the corner of my eye, I saw him for the first time.

"Wow..is that a girl or boy?" I lean over and asked one of the girls to which they shook they heads no, Crona sits by Maka and a small smile glows his face; he's beautiful like REALLY pretty, I just stared at him a bit and when my friend tapped me to ask about something i saw he looked at me too..HE WANTS ME BAD LIKE HA!

*Two class periods later, now it lunch because we are big and hungry*

" Thats just nasty..." I say in utter disgust, BlackStar ass is putting cheese, meat, pickles and for some reason mixed milk and Soul dared him to eat it! Niggas are like weridddd, but as I was looking I saw Crona making the same face I was it made me giggle at how he looks utterly disgusted yet curious.

Me and my little group of friends sit down, and we eat some chips and snacks when Maka and Soul's group of friends came over. We look up and smiled since we all are familiar with each other, Liz and Patty sat across from me and Crona and Maka sat beside me on my right since my friend was too my left; Crona just seemed nervous and jittery so I whispered what was wrong? He just shook his head and then some bald black monster thingy came out of his back?

" QUIT BEING A WIMP AND TALK CRONA"

" Ouch! Stoppp I don't know how to talk to girls! Och Ragnarök!"

I watched in a confused manner and turned to Maka who was just getting ready to throw her book, Soul was just staring at BlackStar who was groaning in pain from his earlier concoction with Tsubaki shaking her head in disappointment. I look at Crona who now is sitting covering his head and I don't knew i just felt like comforting him.

" Ok na, that's enough, now go on back to where you came from"

" WHO DO YOU THINK YO-"

" CLAM IT DOWN OFFBRAND VEMON, keep it cute you saw him smiling and giggling all happy now you gotta mess with him? Thats sad"

Me and off brand get to arguing and I'm not gonna lie he ate me up a few times, but I kept up with him! As we argued the group was laughing egging me and black slimeball out; soon he just went back into Crona and Crona thanked me smiling, I told it wasn't big deal.

" I've really stood up to him...he's cool during fights, but I don't like when he yells at me"

" I don't either, you were all shy earlier now you crying! Here let me help" I get out a toilette from my bag and wipe his face off and he stares at him with wide eyes, I didn't know grey pinkish eyes could sparkle but his did; we started talking again except, Crona was more talkative really to me and Maka.

The bell rings and we all go to our classes but, me and Crona walk together to the courtyard.

" T-thank you for being nice tome when he came out, it not a lot of people who would argue with him"

" It's fine Crona plus, it made steal some of his comebacks" I laughed off, Crona had a small smile on his lips when I talked, he's a good listener. We mainly talk about interests and what he wants to do at DWMA, he told me about how Marie was helping him get over his past and Maka helping with making friends and even though he just got here I feel like I've known his story. As we're walking we both look at the creepy sun it almost time for our next class and I take a tiny snack.

" Want one? " Sure" Hès very simple, we eat a bit of the chips and continues our convo when I see my friends skipping; they called us over and Crona saw Marie, we parted ways wuth goodbyes and i walked over to my friends who are smirking.

" What's the smirks abo-"

" You like him!!!"

" Omg reader! You got a crush on the serial killer non killer dude!?"

They giggle and tease me for my little, tiny, molecular crush on Crona; even though they are right it still doesn't me they get to talk about it!

"I wouldn't say crushhh, more of a I think he's cute."

" But he like textbook definition of werido"

" Well, he's gonna be my werido! I'll talk about Pokémon cards and if Goku is better than Naruto any day if it with him!" I say with my head held high.

" BYEEEE NOT HER IN LOVEEEE" they say in unison, and I speed walk away from them with a smile, and the thought of cutesy Crona Gorgon with flowers and the title ' my werido' engraved in my mind.

Yeah, he may have crybaby, whine a lot, and is kinda serial killer but doesn't kill traits but its cute on him! He's weird and I'm gonna be weird with him!

A.N: ( OMG THIS IS SOOO ME CODED AND SOOO CUTE, and i know it isn't describing the body type but I'm chubby so Imma write it like that because we don't have nothingggg with him, but yea! Let me know if you like it!

#soul eater #black reader #chubby reader #crona gorgon #crona soul eater #soul eater x reader #x chubby reader #x black reader

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marmalademouse · 7 months

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I finally read Good Omens!🥳

Although I already knew a lot of book facts, just from being in the GO fandom, there were still quite a few aspects, that surprised me for one reason or another. So here are the notes I took while reading.

!Spoilers for the book “Good Omens” by Neil Gaiman!

Things that surprised me:

God is referred to as He?! (But I might have misinterpreted that?)

Nanny!Crowley has a gray dog named Rover with scarlet eyes.

Aziraphale & Crowley take on more roles during their time with Warlock, than it is shown in the show. Nanny!Crowley and gardener!Aziraphale leave, and return as Warlock’s tutors, Mr. Harrison (Crowley) and Mr. Cortese (Aziraphale).

Crowley is the one who resurrects the dead dove, that doesn’t survive Warlock’s birthday and Aziraphale’s magic show.😌

It is stated that Crowley isn’t good with animals. (Apparently he used to fall off of horses.)

In the book we get an answer on the whereabouts of the third baby. The boy lives in Tadfield as well. Adam calls him Greasy Johnson and he is the leader of another group of children in town.

Adam has a sister named Sarah!

Contrary to its portrayal in the show, Crowley’s flat is described as rather bright, with white walls and a white leather sofa.

Crowley met Leonardo da Vinci and explained “the helicopter thing” to him. One more example of Crowley’s strange bits of knowledge of the future.

The bookshop collapses completely during the fire.

Aziraphale briefly occupies multiple other bodies, before he stays with Madame Tracy, which was extremely funny to read.

Crowley doesn’t go to a pub after the fire and therefore he doesn’t encounter the disembodied Aziraphale. But later on it reads: “He [Crowley] might just as well find a nice little restaurant and get completely and utterly pissed out of his mind while he waited for the world to end.” So I guess they took Crowley’s musings from the book and made them reality in the show.

Crowley has bright red eyes while driving the burning Bentley.

Metatron was at the air force base and he appeared as a young man.

The wings of demons are the same as angels, however they are often better groomed. So book!Crowley’s current wings are white as well?

Satan never appears in person.

They don’t switch bodies/ appearances!!!

Unlike the show, the book doesn’t end with the nightingale line. The book ends with Adam, which is fitting in more than one way. Reading the book after watching s1 and especially after s2, makes it a bit difficult at times to acknowledge that the story/ the book is mainly about Adam, the Antichrist and the apocalypse, and only secondarily about an angel and a demon.

And then there are all the things that aren’t in the book…at all... Crowley doesn’t miracle away the paint on Aziraphale’s coat. No nose to nose scene in the former nunnery. No bandstand break-up scene. No “And when I’m off in the stars I won’t even think about you.”. No “Somebody killed my best friend.”. … And no flashbacks!!!🤯

Things I assumed were fanfiction inventions or fan’s headcanons, but turned out to be real:

It is explicitly mentioned, that Aziraphale has “elegantly manicured hands”!

Crowley loves the TV show “Golden Girls”.

I was sure all the posts, I read about Anathema’s thoughts on Crowley and Aziraphale, when they drove her home after the accident, were just fan headcanons. However she is indeed unsure what to make of the two (in her view) men, who picked her up. She even tells them that she has a bread knife at hand to defend herself if need be. But when Crowley says “Goodnight, miss. Get in, angel.”, she thinks “Ah. Well, that explained it. She had been perfectly safe after all.” 🤭

“For Go-, for Sa-, for somebody’s sake” is a book thing as well!!

Apparently wing grooming is canon. 😅

WTF- and 🥰-moments:

Nanny!Crowley’s description: “Something about her might have said nanny (…) It also coughed discreetly and muttered that she could well be the sort of nanny who advertises unspecified but strangely explicit services in certain magazines.” 👀😳😘

The scene when Crowley says goodbye to Aziraphale, who just found Anathema’s book in the car, broke my heart a little bit: “He [Aziraphale] fumbled for his keys, dropped them on the pavement, picked them up, dropped them again, and hurried to the shop door. “We’ll be in touch then, shall we?” Crowley called after him. Aziraphale paused in the act of turning the key. “What?” he said. “Oh. Oh. Yes. Fine. Jolly good.” And he slammed the door. “Right,” mumbled Crowley, suddenly feeling very alone.”

Adam argues with Metatron and Beelzebub about him not wanting to rule the world and says: “I’m pointing out things. Seems to me you can’t blame people for pointing out things.” This reminded me of angel!Crowley, who had only asked some questions, who had just pointed out things…😢

“He smiled at Crowley. “I’d just like to say,” he said, “if we don’t get out of this, that… I’ll have known, deep down inside, that there was a spark of goodness in you.” (…) Aziraphale held out his hand. “Nice knowing you,” he said. Crowley took it. “Here is to the next time,” he said. “And… Aziraphale?” “Yes.” “Just remember I’ll have known that, deep down inside, you were just enough of a bastard to be worth liking.” 😩😍I loved the whole passage, and for some reason I always thought it was “worth knowing” and not “worth liking”.

Towards the end, Aziraphale tells Crowley, that there are new books in his bookshop, books he never chose himself, due to Adam putting the world back together a bit differently than it was before. And then we get this: “Gosh, I’m sorry.”, said Crowley, who knew how much the angel had treasured his book collection.🥺

Book details used in season 2:

The season 2 conversation between Crowley & Aziraphale, in Scotland during the 1827 flashback, about people having the chance to choose between good and evil, is from the book.

In the book there is a witchfinder named Mr. Dalrymple, which is the name of the surgeon in Edinburgh in 1827. I doubt it is the same person though.?

In episode 6 of season 2 Crowley says to Muriel: “Angels are like bees. Fiercely protective of their hive if you’re trying to get in. (…)” In the book it says: “Sometimes human beings are very much like bees. Bees are fiercely protective of their hive, provided you are outside it. (...)”

Evidently Neil used some details of the book, which weren’t incorporated in season 1, for season 2, and now I’m super curious which remaining elements (if any) he will pick for season 3.

I know these are no new observations or groundbreaking thoughts, but I wanted to document my experience reading the book for the first time.😊

#good omens #book good omens #book good omens spoilers #book omens #book omens spoilers #english is not my first language so please excuse any mistakes #sorry for the long post... maybe it is of interest for some people :o

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laylajeffany · 18 days

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Heya ! ^^ Another amazing chapter =w=b

I was wondering about something. There is a lot of hospital scenes and stuff in Chaos and Karma with all the themes of disability and mental & physical health related issues, and like the rest of your writing, it's all written in depth, which I love, but with hospital stuff, it seems even more so.

I was wondering if you pull from your own experience with some of that stuff ? If it's too personal, don't feel obliged to go into details, please.

Cheers,

Thank you! It took me a minute to get chapter two started, but once I did, I was able to fly through it. I might have accidentally started something new today that I'm accidentally almost 10k into, though so...um, not sure when chapter three will be out! 🤭 Shh, don't tell my beta. She's going to kill me.

Answer behind the cut about my experiences - long winded, OF COURSE!!

I have two degrees in special education that I refuse to put on my current teaching license for a myriad of reasons. The tl;dr is because I believe in including students with special needs in my general education classroom. I firmly believe that young students are generally not given a chance to "assume competency" as the awful phrase has been coined, and districts have gotten away with this through bypassing the Least Restrictive Environment mandate by citing the importance of Early Intervention due to a lack of government-funded seats in early childhood education, not because it is best practice. Therefore, they are often funneled by "Child Find" teams who assess children for disabilities that could impact their education, directly into self-contained classrooms without ever having had the opportunity to be in a general education classroom. Unfortunately, public education is hanging on with paperclips and rubber bands that have continued to be stretched to capacity more and more over the last decade I've been working in the system. We lack the resources and staff competency for inclusion to be properly done in most settings. I have made it work for the last few years very successfully, but it unfortunately doesn’t continue for these kids beyond my classroom. Lately, I wonder if I’m causing more harm than good by giving them one very good year of unprecedented growth by being a "highly effective," intuitive educator, surrounding them with their peers, and providing them with full-time access to general education curriculum. I then have to hand them off to be tortured by K-12 teachers who refuse to even attempt to accommodate these children (which is illegal), and continue to get away with it until they have enough “data” to prove that the children “don’t belong” in their classrooms. (The lawyers have felt very differently about this, trust.) My assistant principal said in a meeting a few weeks ago, “The only real solution is for Ms. XX to be less effective at her job.” I am already doing the least. (I refuse to follow dress codes, show up late, leave early and don’t do anything that isn’t student-facing like nonsensical paperwork that is not legally required, show up for professional development, meetings, after school activities, or anything outside of my contract hours that doesn't have an extra check attached to it, etc.) My next step is to quit - and I am 100% leaving this district after next year; I’m not sure if I’ll be going to a new one or trying something new after. The other work I'm doing surrounding this is too political & identity revealing to discuss here, but just know - I'm not just bitching about it, I am actively trying to make inclusion work.

Other than that, inspiration for my hospital scene settings comes from growing up. I watched family and extended family members die in hospitals from some form of cancer to the point where death barely affects me anymore. The worst of it was in university, a friend developed stage four brain cancer that spread in weeks from one scan to a next, and we spent the second half of the semester at the hospital to be with her when we could; becoming unfortunately familiar with neurology and the ICU. I had a very interesting conversation about this with my uncle this year, who said that his parents ‘kept him from death’ until he was an adult and now processes death so poorly that twelve years after my grandma died, he JUST got rid of the house that was empty the entire time. I’m not sure if it helps/hurts to expose children to death and dying early. I find my self generally numb to death as an adult, and see the human condition as temporary with a fierce acceptance that it will inevitably end, sometimes when we expect it, and sometimes not. Also - I was a rabid House, MD fan from 2004-2009, lol (Jennifer Morrison was one of my lesbian awakenings). I have rewatched seasons 1-4 at least ten times each and recognize this is not a realistic look at the world of medicine as a whole, but I feel like it did at least make me understand hospitals and medical procedures/testing a little. I actually wanted to be an OBGYN until I was a junior in an evangelical high school and was sent to take some state testing for college admissions, and discovered my scientific knowledge was like that of a third grader due to Christian-based science instruction I had K-12, so pretty much threw that dream out the window when I realized I likely wouldn’t catch up with what would be required of me at the university level. “Who are we to question god’s earthly miracles?” Was a valid response from our educators when asking a question about science.

#ask #personal #layla answers fic questions #but this one is mostly personal experience and education related

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minggukieology · 1 year

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Jungkook and Jimin's recent cute and funny interactions leading up to Jimin's first release: a write-up ✍️

Happy Jimin solo debut day, everyone!! 🎉

As Jungkook said to anticipate something "amazing beyond words" (he used satoori version of 기가 막히다 which is best translated as amazing, beyond words, breathtaking) he for sure wasn't exaggerating and Jimin delivered!! Anticipating the full album even more now 🔥

youtube

In the past few days we got to once again peak into the familiar banter between Jimin and Jungkook, something so typical yet warming at the heart each time we get to see it

Here's a few instances with my commentary:

1. When Jimin tuned in during Jungkook's 2nd live he first left this comment:

"Ja-kke* whatever you do is okay"

*He purposely misspelled Ja(y)-Ke(y)

Note: I've seen some accounts translating this as "you look good whatever you do" but Jimin didn't use words specifically implicating a comment on Jungkook's visual appearance (although some might assume he commented as a reference to that), but I still wouldn't go with that translation to avoid misunderstandings.

2. Jimin followed it up with further comments and in the meantime Jungkook noticed him and reacted with "Oh Jimin!" (again with that joking accent, not using hyung) And then quickly went on explaining that: "Hyung, this is now the 2nd part, 2nd one" and went on to explain his outfit change (this was all polite speech).

As Jimin laughingly commented "술방" which is an abbreviation of "술을 마시는 방송" a drinking broadcast, Jungkook went on to describe what previously went down in their group chat:

"Ahh *sh* (*scoffing sound) Jiminie hyung said the other day in the group chat... not to do a drinking broadcast...not to drink..."

"I watched a video of Jimin hyung when Unholy came on, he just cut off all the songs!"* (here Jungkook uses 꺼버리다 which gives the verb 끄다 (turn off) a more emotional undertone-as if he was disapproving of the decision to turn off/cut off the music in that situation)

"I saw it too"

(changes tone as if scolding and talking directly to Jimin in informal way) "Aaa, (we're) all big grown-ups, what are you doing tss" (starts laughing)

"I know/I'm aware! I'm aware too! " (said informally, here he was obviously speaking to Jimin and referring to his advice to be cautious about drinking in front of an audience)

Note: I saw some translations making it seem like Jungkook said he was watching Jimin's live in real time. Here again it is better to stay true to what words he actually used: he mentions a "video" that "he saw/watched"; therefore to avoid misconceptions it is better to say video instead of live, broadcast etc.

Jimin then informally responded with:

"Noo Ja-kke do whatever you want to do"

3. Jungkook continuing to talk to Jimin informally

(asking the audience) "Did Jiminie hyung come and go?"

(after seeing Jimin's "I didn't leave" response) Jimiiin! If you haven't left, come here! (starts laughing because he knows he is being a little brat 🤭)

Keeping this tone Jungkook uses to jokingly reply to Jimin in front of fans informally in mind, you can then basically also read the reply he left on Jimin's comment in the latest Weverse exchange in the same manner:

Jimin reacted to Jungkook's early morning recipe with "Arriving to Korea, I will have to go to your home"

To me it appeared that Jungkook first didn't notice the reply and only after leaving another comment under his post, he read Jimin's and responded jokingly in satoori: "oh, what !!!!" obviously in an informal friendly banter 😂

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A few short side notes from me: Jungkook's exchange with Namjoon was also very adorable and loving; he is obviously a person with a heart full of love for his hyungs and fans which also explains why he got so emotional. When I was discussing this with my old army friend who was getting kinda worried I tried to explain to her that Jungkook is an extremely emotionally intelligent person with a vast and very deeply emotional inner world. He feels touched by all the support he gets and all the love fans express towards him in the comments. I'm sure he misses performing and feels like the distance is therefore bigger between him and those who he has devoted his whole life to... But watching him in those moments I understood why Jimin babies him and tries to protect him so much :(((

Lastly, in contrast to e.g. very casual comments addressed to Jungkook in front of us, Jimin left two beautiful and polite messages on Weverse. Whenever he tries to show his earnest love, appreciation and gratitude towards ARMY he uses a formal language which makes it seem very sincere and polite.

I am proud of our Jimin 🫶 and I am proud of our Jungkook too, as Jimin said: whatever he does is okay 🫶

#jikook #jimin #jungkook #weverse live #weverse update #민꾸기

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Right Where I Belong

Description: You got invited to the lodge by Josh for a reunion with all of your friends but to your surprise, you and Josh were the only ones there... Warnings: Just Floof! 💖 Word Count: 1.6k A/N: So, in this story, Josh was planning on pranking his friends, but the gang can't show up due to flights being delayed. So, he takes the opportunity to spend time with you and during that quality time, he decide to not do the prank, therefore, he lives. 🥺 Also, if any of you know why I choose Scream 4 to be the movie they're watching, I just want you to know that I love you! 🤭 MasterList: 🖤 Josh's Angels: @lorebite, @yellowroses-world, @house-of-kolchek, @koexchange, @yesitsloulou, @mistmoose, @jasonexo, @mornandil, @fortune-fool02, and @raven-the-cryptid. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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I watched the snow slowly fall to the ground as the cable car approached the lodge. Me and my friends had been invited to stay at the Washington's lodge by Josh. As much as I loved the lodge and the moutains, I was nervous to go back since the incident that occurred last year. Such a tragedy. At least I knew that the others had the same feelings as I did and I was not alone.

I was excited to see the whole gang again but the person I was most excited to see was Josh. Well, excited but nervous. I had deep feelings for Josh for a couple of years and they weren't getting any lighter as time went on. I wanted to tell him how I felt. I really did. But each time I was given the opportunity to confess my feelings, the unsettling fear of losing his friendship would set it. I gave up on the possibility of ever being with Josh because of that. Now, I was just happy to be in his presence again.

The cable car came to a stop and I hoped out before making my way up to the lodge. I hadn't seen any signs of the others around but I figured that they were already inside. I walked up the wooden steps, heaving a deep sigh as I fantasized about the warmth of the inside embracing me as I walked through the door. I entered the lodge and to my surprise, it was completely silent.

'Am I early? I'm sure that Josh told me to arrive today.'

"Hello?" I called out as I took my coat off and hung it on the rack by the door.

No answer.

"Guys? Hello?" I called out again as an eerie feeling grew in my chest. I didn't like the idea of being all the way up here alone.

"Hey there, lil bird." I jumped, slightly startled by the abrupt voice, breaking the silence, before smiling at the familiar nickname. "Thought you'd never make it."

I looked up to see Josh coming down the stairs with a pleased smile on his face. It made me happy to see him smile, since I know that he has had some serious struggles in his past, especially during this last year. He reached the bottom of the stairs and approached me as he extended his arms out wide for a hug.

I gladly accepted his embrace, wrapping my arms around him as I let my cold body relax in his soothing warmth. Being in his arms felt so perfect. I felt right where I belonged. We parted and his eyes lingered on my own for a moment before tearing his gaze away from mine while scratching his neck nervously.

'That's odd for him.'

"Uh- So, where are the others?" I asked as I looked around the room for any sign of life other than our own.

"Oh... Well, they couldn't come today due to the flights being delayed..." He muttered as he grabbed my bags. "Want me to take these upstairs for you?"

"Wait. They what?" I ignored his sweet question, shocked by the new information I was receiving.

"They aren't coming today, (Y/N). They'll be here tomorrow. It's just you and me for now."

I froze in my place, feeling my stomach turn slightly with nerves. I hadn't been alone with Josh in so long. My mind raced, knowing damn well that since I grew feelings for him, I always over thought everything. What to say, how to look, how to act. It was quite frankly hell without thought wingman nearby. And now I had to spend the whole night alone with him? How would I survive?

"O-Oh, ok..." I stammered awkwardly as I watched him carry my bag upstairs, trying so hard not to catch a tempting peek at the nice view before me. A few moments later, he was marching down the stairs rather quickly again, almost as if he was eager about something.

"I hope you don't mind me letting you drive up here even though the others weren't coming yet. I just figured that we could hang out one on one, you know? Spend some quality time together?"

'Spend some quality time together...' I repeated his words in my head for a few seconds. He actually wanted to spend time with me. Just me. Butterflies started to flutter around in my stomach due to what I was only accepting as 'false hope'.

"Uh- Yeah. No worries. It's all good." I said as my lips turned up into an nervous and very awkward smile.

"So, you wanna watch a movie with me?" He asked as he started to walk in the direction of the theater room. I followed closely behind. "I've got a fuck ton of popcorn. I know you love that shit."

"Ha, great!" I chuckled as a short memory played in my mind. It was back a couple years prior to this, around the time I began to fall for Josh.

Everybody went to bed early so he made a huge bowl of popcorn, just for the two of us, and we watched Psycho. He found out about my unhealthy love for popcorn when I practically hogged the bowl all to myself and playfully slapped his hand away whenever he would try to steal a piece. Of course, I would allow him to have some. He was too cute to deny him any.

"What do you want to watch? I have everything." He said as he approached the huge DVD rack and started scanning through movies while I sat down in an overwhelmingly comfortable seat. Leaning back into the comfy cushions, I stretched out my arms and my legs, listening to my joints crack and pop, giving me further relief.

"You pick." I sighed as I let my head lull back onto the headrest as I watch Josh from behind, wondering how he could look at good doing even the simplest things.

"Ummm, Scream 4?" He pulled out the DVD from the shelf and turned to raise a questioning brow. My lips curved up into an excited grin. He knew me so well.

"Hell yeah!"

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We sat right beside each other in the front row of the theater, munching away at a big bowl of buttery popcorn that he had promised me and chatting about the movie and all the special effects. If I got too scared during a scene, Josh would inform me of how each effect was done to put my mind at ease. As we were watching the movie, I noticed something. Josh seemed different. Happier. There was a genuine smile apon his face. It warmed my heart to see him back to being his old self again.

And I didn't feel nearly as nervous or insecure as I once was in his presence. It was as if I was hanging out with an old friend. Though those deep feelings didn't completely go away. No. I still felt them, deep within my chest, wrapping around my heart and squeezing it ever so tightly. But in that moment, I felt so calm and at peace and didn't feel a single worry weighing down my mind. Everything felt so right. Being with him felt so right.

We approached the scene where Charlie was strapped to a chair and Kirby was on the phone with the killer and I could feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest. Subconsciously, I lightly placed my hand on Josh's arm and flexed my fingers, squeezing him slightly for comfort. Josh noticed this action right away, wrapping his arm around my shoulder instantly. My breath hitched in my throat and stayed there as I froze in shock.

"You ok, Sweetheart?" He asked in a gentle tone. I couldn't help but focus on that name, 'Sweetheart', for a second before responding.

"Yeah, I'm just nervous. I mean, I know what happens but I can't help but get anxious at this part." I whispered, keeping my voice below the movie volume so we could still hear.

"Don't worry. I'm here." I turned to look at him for a brief moment and caught the sweet smile he was giving me. I looked into his big green eyes and seen something different. He was no longer looking at me as if I was a friend. It was more than that now. He was gazing at me as if I hung the moon. And because of that, I couldn't hold back anymore. I just couldn't.

"Josh-" I whispered and he put his finger up to my lips to silence me before leaning in and replacing his digit with a soft kiss. My eyes fell shut as my breath caught in my throat. His lips were so soft and moved so gently upon my own. It felt as if our lips were made for kissing each other, moving so naturally together like we had been doing it for years.

He pulled away and gazed into my eyes for a moment, almost as if he was admiring me with a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips before turning his attention back to the movie. Though he didn't say a single word, by the look in his eyes and his thumb gently stroking my shoulder, I knew what this meant. My long lasting dream of him becoming mine had come true. And still to this day, I'll never been happier than sitting in front of a TV screen while in the arms of Josh, because it's right where I belong.

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#until dawn #josh washington #josh washington x reader #KassieUntilDawnFanFics

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doll-elvis · 9 months

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What do you think about Cybill shepherd saying she taught Elvis how to eat pussy? Lol

NSFW: 18+ content

lord that woman gives me a headache I’m sorry- until I read hers I have truly never seen an autobiography in which the author seemed intent on making the reader dislike them 😭

at least she is self aware because she did indeed come off as self-absorbed and her book was insufferable to read ⬇️

(excerpt from “Cybill Disobedience” by Cybill Shepherd)

and her thinking that Elvis was stupid says much more about her than it does him 👀

she even said that in 1972 she considered Elvis to be “passé” (meaning out of date/ no longer “in”)… like are we talking about the same Elvis or ????

not to mention her saying that Elvis had “frat boy humor”, and was a “morbid cheese ball” because he liked to read spiritual books

And one situation that really showed what kind of person she was when, after he bought her a ring and set it on her nightstand, she took one look at it, deemed it to be "too hideous," left the ring in its’ box, and then left Elvis who was passed out from exhaustion after an performance, to fly back to her boyfriend...

Her book has the exact same tone as Albert Goldman's in that she clearly despised Elvis and wanted to make him look as bad as possible, such as implying that he was homophobic and made racial remarks such as saying that ‘white boys don’t eat p*ssy’, but all she accomplished was to make herself look bad

I’m sorry to ramble but I just cannot get over how horribly she talked about Elvis 😩

As for your question I feel like there are only two possibilities as to why she would say such a thing:

1. Elvis was humoring her which led Cybill to believe she really was the first woman he went down on

2. She’s straight up lying

(excerpt from “Cybill Disobedience” by Cybill Shepherd)

and my vote is with the latter… 20 year old Elvis never doing it before is understandable, however a nearly 40 year old Elvis never doing it before is in the realm of impossible, especially knowing that he liked to “give” rather than “receive”

(excerpt from “Don’t ask forever” by Joyce Bova)

and the excuse of “white boys” not doing it seems implausible as Elvis has never been quoted as saying anything even remotely similar

Based on a story told by Dewey Phillips to a reporter in 1967, I believe the first woman that Elvis actually went “down on” was Natalie Wood ⬇️

There is of course no way of knowing the validity of this story but it being told in 1967 certainly helps in my opinion

I'm sure Dewey still had contact with Elvis, therefore I don't believe he would tell a false story to such a highly-regarded reporter, especially one who was also interviewing people like Priscilla and Vester Presley for this specific article, knowing Elvis would most likely see it

In corroboration with Dewey’s story, we do know for sure that Natalie and Elvis were intimate as their physical relationship has been confirmed by several friends ⬇️

(excerpt from “Down at the end of the lonely street” by Pat Broeske and Peter Brown)

(story told by Lamar Fike in “Elvis and the Memphis Mafia” by Alanna Nash)

(excerpt from “Elvis: My best man” by George Klein)

A picture really is worth a thousand words… I’d be looking at him like that too girl 😩

Not to mention Alan Fortas, the Memphis mafia member who was entrusted with filming girls for Elvis, said this about how Elvis would “relieve” himself in the mid to late 60s🤭 ⬇️

“Sometimes, while either watching the girls in his bedroom or perusing the tapes I had made for him, he would get a most defiant erection, which he would relieve either by masturbation, or, if the girls were actually there, by going down on one his lucky guests or by dry humping one through his slacks or pajama bottoms”

(excerpt from “Elvis: From Memphis to Hollywood” by Alan Fortas)

and while Priscilla’s descriptions of their “love-making” in the 60s is extremely vague like “he fulfilled my every desire” and whatnot, I would assume that oral sex was the go-to as they did not have penetrative intercourse

so I definitely believe Elvis was “going down” long before Cybill came into the picture in 1972 🤧

and quite frankly, I’m glad that she flew back to her boyfriend because she honestly didn’t deserve Elvis or his generosity… I’m still not over her calling him a “morbid cheese ball”, take several seats Cybill

#thank you for the ask<3!!#an oral history: literally 💀#natalie wood really was winning in 1956 #elvis presley #elvisaaronpresley #elvis #elvis history #elvis fans #elvis asks #70s #70s Elvis #cybill shepherd

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hiii ive just started reading your stuff and it’s amazing!! i just read dove snakes and dragons and it was so good!!! i was wondering if you were doing a part 2? if so I have an idea!

so the reader would be doing another round of delivering for daemon and she told him she will fly but last minute decides to go in land, be a dear or whatever instead. And that week was a royal hunt and since daemon doesn’t know while hunting he SHOOTS HER! 🤭🤭

To The Heart

Daemon Targaryen x Shapeshifter!Reader

Summary: In the words of Ser Jon Bon Jovie, "shot through the heart, and you're to blame," you get shot through the heart with an arrow by your beloved prince.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions/depictions of hunting/death, angst, typos, etc.

A/N: I only agreed to make a p2 cos swan lake core (more or less). lol HAHHAHA therefore you must listen to Tchaikovsky. i dont think you have to read p1 to understand, but i suggest you do. also, nonnie, i specifically said in the previous fic she could only turn to birds and reptiles so swan lake core! (more or less) hope you like it nonnie, i did change somethings!!! Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @deniixlovezelda @targaryenmoony @siriusdumblittlepuppy Part 1 "Doves, Snakes, Dragons"

"What are you doing here?!"

I turn to the platinum haired prince gripping my arm hissing in my ear. I feel my heart constrict at the sight of him. He has never looked at me with such a hard and judgmental expression before.

"I have work, your grace," I take his hand on my bicep and slowly push it away.

"Work?" Daemon narrows his eyes, "you work for me."

"Yes," I mutter, shifting where I stood to face him, "but not you alone."

His jaw clenches, his eye twitches. He does a once over of the room, then turns back to me, "who?"

I pull a smile. We had not spoken since the time he left me under the tree, still reeling from the feel of him, discarded with only his cold command to deliver word to Lord Baratheon, and how he was demanding answers from me.

"I cannot say, prince Daemon."

"You cannot say?" he scoffs in disbelief, stepping even closer to me.

I retreat, allowing an apt space remain between us. I bow in regard, "please, excuse me, I must get going."

I feel a dread rise in me when I turn about. I dread the idea of him reaching out to me an holding me back. I don't think I could contain myself if he did. I might burst into tears or into a fit, or I might just fall into his arms and ask him never to leave me again.

And yet the farther I got from him with him not calling out to me, the more the dread grew... he didn't want to hold me back.

I shake my head, placing my face in my hands. I release a breath. Anyway, I finished what I must do. I must away, lest I do something scandalous.

"Ah, prince Daemon," a lord comes up to him, slapping a hand on his shoulder all too familiarly, "the horses are ready."

Daemon shrugs off the hand on him, "what horses?!" he snips.

The lord, who had sworn he had gotten in the good favors of the prince recoils at the iciness of his tone. He clears his throat, straightening himself off, "for the hunt, your highness."

Daemon snorts, looking away, trying to find whom he had just been conversing with, finding no one. He thinks, "fine," he clenches his jaw, "It'd do me good."

The lord perks, following after Daemon, who storms away, "y-yes, my prince! It heightens the senses, clears the mind! Hunting is-"

And so Daemon and three other lords he could not care any less for, rode off to the forest, with arrows, and swords, and most of all, a restless anger inside the prince.

The prince lead them as he navigated the forest to look for a deer while the lords conversed giddily behind his ride. They had been riding for a while and found nothing thus far. Daemon rubbed his ear in annoyance of their chimes and sharply loud laughter as they made it near a lake. They unmount their steeds, allowing the horses to rest a moment.

Daemon leads the horse, petting the side of her face, muttering High Valyrian under his breath.

"It won't be long, prince," the same lord who came to him earlier calls, "we will find your prize soon enough."

Daemon barely gives him a look in regard.

Just then, a large winged creature swoops down and lands on the lake, making all but the prince turn to the bird in awe.

"Oh my word!" one exclaims, "my prince look!" he points across the water, "that is a handsome swan if I have ever seen one."

Daemon looks at the white beast, floating in the clear body in front of them. He is uninterested at first, but he too raises a brow at the marvelous creature, great and truly handsome.

One of the lords grabs his bow, offering it to the prince. Daemon looks at him, taking the bow slowly as he is then offered a quiver. Daemon looks at the lord holding up the arrows, then the swan, thinking there was something about it that captured his soul. He does not want to shoot it.

When Daemon does not take an arrow, the lord knits his brow, "do you not want to claim your prize?"

"My prize is a buck, not a bird."

"Oh, but my prince," another lord says, "look at the size of the thing," he points, throwing his head back. "Surely, you cannot let him slip away."

Daemon raises a brow, "how are you sure it is not female?"

Any hunter would know not to kill a female of the species.

"Trust me, your grace," he raises a hand, "female swans do not get that big."

For a moment there is an internal debate within Daemon. He looks out at the swan, carelessly swimming about, wings fluttering behind. Then, almost against himself, he draws an arrow and loads his bow.

He tilts his head at the winged beast, feeling almost a visceral call within him not to shoot it. It is so foreign and conflicting, it makes him want to shoot the thing even more.

And so he aims and releases.

Then all at once, all four of them are aghast, bewildered by the sound of the cry and the red that gushes out. The lords gasp in horror, watching the creature morph into a naked woman and begin to sink.

Daemon calls out a name, loudly and helplessly, dropping what was in his grips, immediately running into the lake, uncaring of how deep it would get and how wet he would be.

He moves as if his life depended on it, for there was a life that did, after all.

I hear my name get called, but it's all too painful to move, or even breathe. My tears on my face sink into the cold water.

I feel the water ripple and hands reach out to me.

My name is called out again. I managed a painful breath when my head it propped up. It keeps the water out of my airways, but the arrow in my rib constricts my breathing either way.

"Daemon?" I gurgle, feeling water come out my mouth.

Daemon's eyes widen with horror. His tears gush out like the blood the arrow he shot was causing. He watches the red trail down to the water.

"I- W- You said- why are you- I-"

"I did not know you loathed me so," I choke, shutting my eyes, for I had no energy to do anything else.

"NO!" he screams, clutching me closes, "I'm not- I don't- Please, don't-"

My body relaxes against him. Daemon tenses, shaking his head, "no, no, NO! NO!"

He adjust his grip, carrying the limp body in his grip as he wades out of the water. The lords only watch, for they did not have the wits to do anything.

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rosie-the-posie · 4 months

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how i view shifting!! 🎀

so after years of learning and cultivating my own idea of what shifting is and how it works, here’s my take on what it is and how i understand it:

as many people mention when they talk about their shifting beliefs, i also take into account how creation is finished.

meaning, everything that has, is, and will happen already did across all realities (the however many infinities of them that exist)

because this is true, time no longer has any meaning because all moments in all realities exist at the same exact moment. now.

starting out, i always associated shifting with movement, going from one reality to another.

but really, there is no movement because you’re already in both/all realities that exist right now. you’re just more focused on this one rn.

here are some affirmations that i say when im shifting (bc ik for a fact that ive exhausted the others where i feel like it’s more habit to say them and i don’t really focus on what i say anymore)

i am fully aware and conscious in my dr/wr

i am happy that i have shifted, just like every other time i try

i know i have shifted, because i know that have before and i will again

i am fully grounded in my dr/wr

i am disconnected from my other reality (not original reality, because there really isn’t an original one)

it’s honestly crazy how every time i try to shift, i’m successful

(after saying like, one affirmation) i don’t have to affirm anything anymore because im already completely grounded in my dr/wr, but i’ll keep going bc i want to

i don’t like to say “i am in my dr/wr”, because why should i have to affirm that part? i’ve always existed there and have been there, i shouldn’t have to affirm that yk yk?

one of the most important things i've learned on the journey is how insignificant and not special shifting actually is.

yes, when we think of shifting we usually think of going from being in a reality without anything 'special' to being in one where you study magic or you are a superhero with powers or you're literally a deity.

but what shifting boils down to is focusing on one reality to another based on what we want to happen. by going to a reality where specific actions and moments take place.

therefore, we shift with every single action we take in life.

some of you reading this may have just changed the position they were reading in or fiddled with your hair a bit.

newsflash: you just shifted, babe.

you shifted from a reality where you were completely fine in your position or you didn't touch your hair to one where you did. because you wanted to. because you could.

to clarify, here's an example: I shift to my drs to experience the scripted moments that I know will happen. In my cr, there are dirty dishes I know are in the sink to be washed. I know I will wash them later. In this reality, the moments from my dr haven't taken place but will once I set the intention to shift. My dishes will remain dirty unless I set the intention to clean them. once i get up and do the dishes, I've shifted to the reality where I've done the dishes in that moment. Once I shift to my dr, I've shifted to the reality where those moments happen as I've scripted they will.

as shifters, we often get caught up in the amazing worlds we get to experience that we ignore the fact that shifting is all the little things you do on a daily basis.

Instead of thinking of shifting in your current reality as you just scripting moments from your drs in your head while absentmindedly doing the dishes, shifting is present just as much in the action of you doing the dishes. bc there is 100% a reality where those dishes were left undone.

this post is long enough, oopsies. 🤭

you are the universe and more, babes 🎀

#reality shift #shiftblr #shifters #shifting #desired reality #reality shifting #shiftinconsciousness #shifttok #the amount of times i almost typed 'shitting' shouldnt be making me laugh this much #DOES ANY OF THIS MAKE SENSE #why did i mention doing the dishes so much tf #i do have to do the dishes tho #all my thoughts kinda got all muddled in the end #hopefully you can pick up what im trying to put down 😭😭

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Hello beautiful soul who blesses this world with her PrapaiSky and FortPeat content, therefore making my days brighter and happier.

Honestly, I could write all day about how your work makes me smile and squeal 😍. Millions of thanks for your amazing skills and dedicated soul.

About my question, when I was thinking about PS and FP (as I do every day 😉), I´ve started to wonder if they at any time in the show kissed with tongue. I pondered about it for quite a while, but I´m still not sure. I thought maybe here they did (https://fb.watch/lteIDIkcnt/) - (close-up), (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/2Pfbg242gFg), (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/c2J2MAYzKKQ), (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/wlsE6vfyZYg) - (it´s the condo bedroom before bathroom scene, where Prapai tells Sky how much he likes him), I thought maybe I had seen Sky´s tongue poke out a little bit there, but yeah, still not 100 % sure 🙈.

And so, because as they say, four eyes see more than two, I would really like to know what are your thoughts about this particular issue. I truly believe it´s quite possible that because of your vast knowledge of our lovely couple(s) and your sharp eye, you happened to spot something no-one had been able to.

Thank you in advance for your time and answer, I´m looking forward to your analysis.

Have a great day full of magic and stay as wonderful as your are.

With Love

M._A. 🤍

Hey there M._A. 😊💖💖

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS WONDERFUL GREETING 🥹🥹 WAKING UP TO THEM IS ONE OF THE BEST THING EVER ✨✨ YOU ARE TOO KIND 🥹✨😭😭

Now you can be sure that I have watched all of Paisky kiss scenes in all modes : zoomed in, slow mo, flipped, mirrored etc. Its all for scientific research you see 😌 ITS A NECESSITY.

So to answer your question I also had to make multiple gifsets to provide evidence coz this is for SCIENCE. 😌✨

So Paisky tongue kisses I am absolutely 💯 sure that they did do it but we were just unfortunate to not see it explicitly 🤭 buuutttt I am going with my gut feeling called "OH THAT KISS, DEFINITELY SOME 18+ ACTION IS GOING ON" 😂 So let's do it scene number one where my radar was definitely going up was this 🤭

1. NC 8 - Sky was definitely trying to soul out Prapai's soul in his "angry sex" mode and I am sure that this could be also one of the reasons why Prapai was instantly obsessed with Sky 🤭🤭

2. THE FANTASY KISSSSS "THE KISS" of ALLLL kisssesss 🤭 - OH THERE WAS DEFINITELY TONGUE HERE ARE YOU KIDDING ME 😌👀👀 Prapai's fantasy was hell bent on unraveling Sky and if only it was real 😭😭😭😭 (I will cry about this tragedy for the rest of my life)

3. NC 11 - 2nd kiss and this time it was Prapai's turn to "unravel" Sky and it's not a FANTASY anymore. Boy finally got the green light and he's gonna grab that with both hands 😌✨

4. NC 12 - This scene is one of the sweetest scenes EVERRR 😭😭 I still can't watch this scene without wanting to cry 😭😭😭😭😭😭 and you maybe be right MA I can definitely see a little bit of tongue from Sky's side 🤭🤭 no wonder Prapai further took it to the bathroom coz he's ONLY HUMAN after all and if Sky teases Prapai is only going to respond enthusiastically ✨✨

5. NOW HERE WE HAVE 2 SCENES THAT DEFINITELY HAD SOME TONGUE ACTION 🫠🫠🫠 ITS A FACT. A SCIENTIFIC FACT. And I have nothing else to add coz the gifset speaks everything about it 🫠🫠🫠 i mean if you need a definition of devouring THEN THIS IS IT!!!!!

#love in the air #prapaisky #prapai x sky #lita #asks are always appreciated #fortpeat #fort thitipong #peat wasuthorn #FORTPEAT GOING ABOVE AND BEYOND FOR THEIR CHARACTERS

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Abit random lol! Can I please ask if you can give us your version of Aemond (in Dark Desire) nsfw details? 😜😈🤭🤭.

If there are any filthy headcanons about him jerking off or what he likes in bed (what he likes, how he likes it, when he does it, both in general and as far as Dark Desire is concerned). Any insights would be greatly welcomed as he alittle horny for him!! Even though he doesn’t like the Dornish - what does he like about the reader that turns him on? 🤔😈🙈💕🥵

Dear Anon, I know it took me a long time to reply to you. Sorry, I've been wanting to think about it for quite some time to give you a good answer, so here's an NSFW Headcanons from Aemond's version in Dark Desire (Sorry if it's not very good. I don't think I'm very good at writing this type of things).

First of all, when I write Dark Desire's Aemond, I only have one song to define him, or at least parts of a song: 'Heartless' of The Weeknd. It's mainly the music that I always use to write and this song in particular defines him. How do you define it in a NSFW way? The phrase "Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need" defines it very well. He likes himself, he thinks highly of himself after a long time in shit. Therefore even on a more sexual level he is always superior to his partner.

But, all this has to do with the same thing that he says in the song "All this money and this pain got me heartless, Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless". It's how he feels so he doesn't get romantically involved with anyone, in a more sexual context it means that he barely feels much for the person he's fucking with, he doesn't make love, he fucks and it's over. When I say that he is bored with everything it is because he really is bored with everything. He has enough money and connections to have done all the things he wanted to do when he was young. It has already reached a point, that he has done everything he wanted, he doesn't care about his partner in bed and few things excite him.

With that said, I'll move on to the Headcanons:

- Aftercare; not at all. He is not in love, so he is not going to care for no one. Maybe if he is truly, truly, truly in love, he cares. But normally, every encounter is just sex, so no, he is not into Aftercare. With Reader, perhaps he is a little bit different, he can be some care, but not normally. He fucks, that’s all. He is not there to talk with someone and he just thinks in smoking after a good shag.

- Cum; he has a bit of a breeding kink, unconsciously. Normallly, he enjoys to mark as his the women who is with him and how he marks her? With his cum, inside of her, like a wild animal, “if I cum inside of her, other suitors will levae her alone…” Poor soul, definitively, this only works in his mind, but it works to turn him on, so for him, it´s okay. He also loves to pull out and bust all over your back, because…

- His favorite position is doggy style… this is a general headcanon that I have to all versions that I can think of Aemond, doesn´t matter the story or time. He really loves doggy style. Why? He doesn't have to look your date that night in the eye. He does feel inferior due to the lack of his eye, he just gives pleasure and receives it in this position, without having to establish any kind of emotional connection. We return to the theme that Aemond in Dark Desire doesn't make love, he just fucks. If he looked into someone´s eyes, maybe he could establish a bond, and I think there is nothing that scares him more than anything, because that would make him feel vulnerable, and he just wants to appear strong in front of others, even in a moment as intimate as the sex. Maybe with Reader it's the only one who could really do it in another position, looking into your eyes, because he's in love. That is the difference.

- Jack off; only when is extremely necessary and nothing more. I think he is too much serious to spend his time touching himself, also he feels guilty after it (Too much faith of the seven when he was young). In all Dark Desire, he only touches himself once, and it was after a long time without meeting Reader, so, no. He doesn´t jack off often.

- Kink; a woman who really needs his protection, his money, his power… he doesn´t care, but something who really excites him is to be with someone who really needs him… plus if she always try to look like a strong woman and she has a vulnerable moment. He sees himself in that moment as his savior, so that´s perfect for him. He would never accept it but ‘the blood question’ really turns him on. Reader really makes Aemond Horny because she is a Targaryen, just like him, it is how it must be (Like Rhaenyra and Daemon. He would never accept it, but he always has wanted the same). He thinks that it will be easy to control her, she has those beautiful purples eyes (he really turns on thinking on that eyes fixed on his while she is sucking his cock), and she is a mixture between a Dornish and Valyrian women. He can say that he hates Dornish, but that´s not true. Dornish women really excited him, but he tries to avoid so hard, just looking really correct. All repressed desire turns in a mixture between hate and desire. Other of his kink, he is the one on charge, always. That phrase of “everything is sex except sex which is power” suits him very well. Oh, and his pace is always fast and rough, he has to be too much in love to be slow and sensual to get his climax ;).

- Finally, If he has to decide between giving or receiving oral, he is going to choose receiving. He is the one in charge, by the gods! He has to receive it, he deserves it, he is not going to reduce himself to give pleasure, he always receives. Only, if he is truly in love he can give it, for that reason is so wonderful that moment in the last chapter of Dark Desire. :D

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