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vicsy · 2 months

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Daniel Ricciardo and tennis – a masterpost (of sorts).

To start things off, here is a video of Daniel playing tennis that I think about way too often, especially lately, with the recent paddle mania that took over the paddock.

A few things I could note here, apart from the fact that Daniel himself said that if it wasn't racing, he'd go pro in tennis:

old school-ish (european) one handed backhand which is actually rather solid! Daniel said many times that he is a big fan of Federer (a true goat) and Daniel's technique here is pretty much imitating Roger's smooth and satisfying backhand strokes.

it is just a couple of hits but ball placement court wise in not bad - all past the half court mark, down the line, then cross court and close to the baseline.

his movement on the court itself comes off a bit wonky in comparison to regular players but I do like how he attacks the short ball (even if he swings a bit too wide but it still works).

Some assortment of interesting facts:

Apart from his love for Roger Federer, Daniel was a big Andre Agassi fan.

In 2021 Daniel and Lando stayed up to watch British teenage tennis player Emma Raducanu (who is an avid F1 fan and her fave driver is Daniel) win the US Open, her maiden grand slam tournament. This was right before the win in Monza and McLaren 1-2.

In 2020, Daniel took inspiration for his "Equality" face mask from the four time grand slam winner Naomi Osaka and called her a "strong voice" (which she rightfully was). Lewis Hamilton also considered Naomi a great inspiration in raising awareness of several social issues.

When Daniel was a kid, he would smash his racquet if he lost (that's so real of him and i do that too):

Ricciardo is widely regarded as motorsport’s nice guy. But when does the mongrel come out? "I’m a born competitor. As a kid I was a sore loser. If it was a tennis match, I’d smash a racquet or something," he said, laughing. (source)

Once Daniel was playing with his cousin and apparent he got a little outplayed, so in retaliation Daniel hit his cousin point blank with a tennis ball (which hurts A LOT). His cousin cried and then Daniel's dad gave him "a clip across the ear". Daniel also talks about it in one of the Grill the Grid videos. (big thanks to @go-daniel for finding the article and the video to back this story up!)

Daniel is childhood friends with Marcus Stoinis (an Aussie cricketer) and they grew up together playing tennis, driving to Dunsborough south of Perth and they would play tennis together for the whole day, practically hogging the court. (via this post)

Now, to the photos!

Carlos and Daniel playing a tennis match in 2013. Daniel won 6-3 2-6 7-6. It's from Daniel's old twitter post.

Daniel and Jannik Sinner in Piatti Tennis Center in 2020. Jannik is an Italian darling and current world number 3 on the steady rise to the top (i love my carrot boy so much).

Daniel on court.

Daniel attending semifinals of Wimbledon 2021.

Daniel with Juan Martín del Potro during Miami 2023 Grand Prix. Del Potro, now retired, was a prominent tennis player from Argentina, a "gentle giant" and he is also a fan of Fernando Alonso.

Daniel with Matteo Berrettini (and Francesco Carrozzini in the middle), Italian tennis player, current world number 142, during Met Gala 2023 (the way i yelled when this photo dropped omg).

It is all I have managed to gather for now but I will update if I stumble upon something new.

#daniel ricciardo #f1 #dr3 #tennis #i have this classification of f1 drivers as tennis players in my head #and despite all the Roger Federer stuff to me #Daniel is Andy Murray... i think I could try and elaborate in this one day ahahaha #mclaren #atp #jannik sinner #matteo berrettini #daniel ricciardo primer #personally i think i can destroy Daniel at tennis GET ME ON THE SAME COURT WITH HIM #diving into the Daniel lore…….

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39oa · 8 months

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top 3 landoscar moments <3

miss risa you have no idea how difficult this was i think this is like 20x the acceptable length of what this prompt called for.

honorable mentions: not one specific moment but any instance of 1) lando constantly giving oscar the opportunity to win in the final round (see winner-takes-all during summer games + 100-point ultimatum in mini golf), i think if we tallied all their wins by round over the course of mclaren pr videos he'd honestly be above oscar by now, 2) lando being obessed with saying OSCUHHHH like it's an actual filler word he's ingrained into his basal speech patterns instead of his legal name, and 3) obviously oscar hearts-eyeing lando's entire existence in general though i think one great moment is the virgin radio uk appearance because why were they still managing to exchange extremely charged eye contact throughout 14 minutes of zak brown sitting between them. brah

other hms include ice bath video just because them making those sounds at each other was objectively hilarious, the cricket match-up (lando getting all worked up like "nice and easy oscar or else i'll take you off in the next race!!!" "i'm just worried about oscar, i feel like he's a silent killer you know" "oscahhh ): let me get you out mate ))):" and then oscar nonchalantly going Well it's only lando bowling i'll be fine. and immediately decimating him with his aussie schoolboy cricket prowess lmfao), suzuka in general but more specifically oscar not being prepared in the slightest to get absolutely doused by lando on the podium after he foksmashed his champagne, and also underrated landoscar moment is definitely oscar submitting the lando P3NI5 photo to a neural network image guesser.

ok let me get onto the actual list but thongs debate too just because lando obviously Knew but was doing it to be a little shit... in general i think what's fun to me about landoscar is that they've become quite natural in a sort of quiet domestic way so i like any moment that shows off their wordless communication, or alternatively oscar's endless level of patience + tolerance toward lando (listening to whatever pre-race music he blasts / silently giggling at his antics during the cake decoration video). like it's kind of funny when lando pretends in any way that he's miles more hilarious than oscar is because 1) he literally has the exact same sarcastic sense of humor, 2) 80% of his humor is a defense mechanism anyway, and 3) he's probably even more baseline introverted than oscar is (omg i could write a thesis on their social media presences but i won't.) and whenever people talked about how carlando were So Funny as teammates and mistakenly ascribed effusiveness to lando's character in response to their dynamic it quickly became apparent later on that carlos was always the one bringing this out in lando and not the other way around so... like i think their humor matches up well just in subtle moments aka the post-double podium video where oscar is like eyeing the way lando is holding his trophy at the start and then lando gets embarrassed and they start giggling while poor andrea is trying to make his speech like If you two don't stop!!

ANYWAY THE LIST:

🥉 twister: not really because it tells me anything wrt aspects of their dynamic but just because it's SO RIDICULOUS AND UNHINGED. first of all it's such a stunning instance of lando being better at something than oscar is but then the something is literally just being flexible so that's already a large enough indictment there (why are you as a man only good at golfing and being a little gaybo... i won't). but like [face-to-face with oscar's ass while folded up like a little pretzel] "what a sight that is" / "OSCUHH" x5 WHILE HIS VOICE IS LITERALLY GOING HOARSE IN THE PROCESS / and of course the most formative "YOUR LEFT FOOT IS NOT GOING BETWEEN MY LEGS!!!" actually dynamics-wise this WAS informative in that it proved to us that oscar will always be the first to lose at gay chicken. amen

🥈 sportbible green flag video: i think this video deserves to be slotted in at #2 because it's from when their teammate dynamic was still somewhat fresh but it proved to me that oscar was capable of Handling lando... like lando was clearly On One here and saying the most genuinely unhinged shit and somehow oscar still managed to find him funny and charming?!?? which i think is important because as much as oscar has always been characterized as chill and accepting there have been instances of him being genuinely flabbergasted and/or frustrated during his prema days which is of course also a reflection of age and natural maturity, but i still feel like specifically with lando he is SOOOOO TOLERANT of all his particularities and FOR WHATTTTTT. but also you can see during the >LOOK AT YOU WITH YOUR STUPID GOATEE ON moment that this was when lando was starting to understand that oscar wouldn't bend to everything he said and could be witty and incisive (silent killer) when he wanted to be and i think this is important as well in determining the equal footing of their dynamic. tbh my favorite moment here is the entire astrology question because of lando confidently assigning oscar piscesisms when that couldn't be any further from the truth. go off king of rejecting logical reasoning

🥇 LANDO'S BIGGEST FAN INCIDENT: this is #1 to me for so many reasons aka 1) i think this was formative to landoscar taking off as a ship in general because it spanned multiple fics but also 2) this was Personally what convinced Me to actually invest in 814 ship stonks because beforehand i was like "ok clearly oscar likes lando as a teammate and lando thinks oscar is a little lame and dry (in a mildly derogatory instead of fond way) and also oscar is just an attentive listener in general so his heart eyes disposition is mildly exaggerated" but then i watched this and it rewired my brain chemistry. the way we were still skeptics in august...

this whole fanmeeting is insane for several reasons but basically it boggles my mind because the entire exchange starts from the moment oscar is DESCRIBING HOW LARGE HIS NECK HAS GOTTEN which means lando is like sitting there quietly cataloguing the size of his body while oscar gets mildly flustered by the nature of the conversation and then lando deliberately cuts in like mate i'll buy you a new shirt and you can tell you can TELLLLL he was sitting on that response making sure it read well in his head. also it's doubly insane because when oscar responds that he'll get him a smaller shirt to strangle him they're both clearly interpreting it in bad faith like "you just want to get rid of me because i'm your competition xD" but then for whatever reason lando decides to make it Exceedingly weird 5 seconds later and his VOICE LITERALLY CRACKSSSS WHEN HE SAYS HE'LL BUY HIM A SEE-THROUGH SHIRT???????? like what's all this then. why did he essentially call oscar fit. why did he default to his little fantasy of seeing Known Bad Dresser oscar piastri in a shirt detailing lando's possession of his affections. genuinely calamitous levels of embarrassing for everyone involved i don't even know what to say.

ok i'll stop but hopefully this was informative <3 i'm so sorry

edit: omg i forgot to mention this but also the iconic silverstone fan stage side-hug and lando's whole face lighting up when he realized oscar was the one initiating physical contact!!!! 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

#never ask a man his salary or a lesbian why her landoscar tumblr manifesto is 1k words long #a

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freakshowtwopointoh · 2 months

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All Bets Are Off

@pinkcrocss suggested this and i had to

“I don’t think the two of you could be closer to each other unless you were literally in each other's skin.” Andre teased, watching as Marie and Jordan readjusted their limbs once more.

“We’re not trying to get closer, we’re trying to get comfortable. The human body is a burden.” Jordan complained, shifting Marie’s body slightly to a better position.

“The two of you are essentially attached at the hip, I’m surprised your brains and bodies haven’t merged together.” Emma added. “You’re lucky I like you, Jordan. Considering you basically stole my best friend and roommate.” That got her a stuffed turtle thrown at her head. “Hey!”

“We’re not that clingy.” Marie protested, but it was such a boldfaced lie that the entire room burst into laughter, Marie and Jordan included.

“I don’t think you guys could manage a day without contacting each other.” Cate teased. And Jordan knew a challenge when they heard one, especially from Cate. Marie gave them a slight nod and they grinned despite the racing of their heart.

“Wanna bet?” Jordan asked, a smirk playing on their lips. And so, the bet was on. From midnight tonight to midnight next Monday, Marie and Jordan weren’t allowed to contact each other. Eye contact or brief conversation in public is permitted, but no texting or calls, and absolutely no touching. The winner takes everyone out that weekend.

Marie and Jordan would pretend that it was no big deal, which was how the bet ended up lasting for a full week. The rest of the crew had money on who would cave first.

Place Your Bets Here (Emma, Sam, Cate, Luke, Andre)

jumanji: i dont think jor will make it past day 4

cricket: r u kidding? they wont make it past day 2. trust me, i live with marie. theyre always around

magneto: i think we’re all underestimating jordans stubbornness. i think marie will almost make it, but give in after jor does something reckless and she goes to yell at them

cricket: marie might be willing to die (or kill) for jordan but she’d never willingly lose a bet to them.

fuego: tbh i think they’re both too stubborn to give in but they will make it our problem during this week and after

jumanji: yeah id bet extra money that jor will spend at least one night this week in my dorm

kong: [liked cricket’s message]

It would take less than twenty four hours for both Marie and Jordan to begin to feel the struggle. For Jordan, it was like a persistent itch under their skin. They scrolled through her minimal social media constantly, or flipping through their camera roll just to see her perfect, sunshiney smile. It was marginally better when they were in the same room as her, but that tested their discipline in a whole different way. They were acutely aware of her every move. It took everything in them to keep their eyes on the board. Their notes were... non-existent.

Marie had the opposite problem. Life was boring without Jordan, but she knew boring. She could handle boredom. But being in the same room as them and not speaking to them? Not touching them? She could barely look at them. Their eyes were always on her, piercing through her, so obviously wanting her. How was she supposed to stay away from those eyes? She barely looked at Instagram, and came close to changing her lock screen just to avoid the temptation.

This was going to be a long week.

By the third day, Jordan had walked up to Marie’s dorm before walking away three times, and nearly called her countless times. They had also snapped five pens and three pencils while attempting to focus.

Cate opened her door before Jordan even knocked.

“I’m surprised it took you this long. Come in.” She said lightly, a small smile on her lips.

“I’m actually going fucking insane. Like honest-to-god, I swear I hallucinated her voice in the library earlier. What has this girl done to me?” Jordan flopped back on Cate’s bed, ignoring her irritated look.

“You’re just in love.” She said casually, finishing taking off her makeup as Jordan spoke.

“That’s worse, Cate! Don’t you see how that’s worse? I’m not prepared for this.” Their legs shortened suddenly, leaving their feet dangling off the edge of Cate’s bed as they shifted.

“Jordan Li. Did you think you could plan falling in love?” Cate admonished, looking directly into the eyes of her anxious friend.

“I thought I could plan it a bit easier than this!” They whined.

“Maybe you are insane. Do you schedule your other feelings?” She teased.

“... Sometimes.” Cate shook her head and chuckled.

“Jor, stop fighting your feelings and feel them.” She said seriously, before deftly changing the subject.

Marie was in even deeper denial than Jordan. She refused to admit to Emma that she was coming close to losing the bet - even when it was painfully obvious.

“Marie. Marie. Maaaaaaaaarie.” Finally, she resorted to throwing a pillow at her head. “Stop daydreaming about Jordan and help me film this video for my class.”

“I don’t daydream. I’m thinking.” She retorted, but she was clearly staring at Jordan’s hoodie, which was draped over a chair.

“Yeah, sure. And I’m a math whiz. Now help me.” Emma teased, grabbing Marie’s arm and dragging her out of the chair. She would have an enjoyable evening helping Emma with her homework, but night came and she dialed Jordan’s number for the millionth time before turning her phone off and trying to sleep.

But as it turned out, no one could have predicted the outcome of this bet - the two lovebirds were so distracted trying not to think about the other that they walked directly into each other outside of Brink’s office. Fumbling over their things, handing books and papers back to each other, their fingers brushed and it was all over.

“Fuck this.” they muttered in unison. Jordan helped Marie up before sliding their hand directly into hers and dragging her back to their dorm.

"I missed you, Moreau." Jordan mumbled against Marie's lips, their hands cupping her face. She hummed contentedly, resting her hand on the nape of their neck and keeping them close to her.

They took their time with each other, relearning every curve and edge of their bodies. Marie's skin was covered in hickies and bite marks, a blossoming masterpiece that Jordan could not get enough of. She was theirs. It was addictive. They just couldn't get enough of each other. And every small gasp or moan Jordan made sent desire coursing through Marie, a reminder of the power she held over them.

But Jordan couldn't be kept from between Marie's legs for much longer. Her body was incredibly responsive, arching into every touch. They needed to taste her again, feel her come entirely undone for them. They let their tongue trace along her inner thighs, feeling their own arousal surge as she moaned softly.

"Jor, please-" She whined as their tongue teased her wet folds. They smirked, sinking their long fingers into the flesh of her ass, pulling her closer.

"Patience, princess." They said huskily, unable to keep from teasing her a little longer. But finally, their tongue brushed against her clit, causing her body to buck into their mouth. A dark, lustful laugh came from Jordan's throat before they dove in, their lips wrapping around her clit.

Jordan could honestly spend their whole life between Marie's legs, making her whimper, moan, and cry just for them, putting their mouth and tongue to work. But when she cums for the third time, that perfect, fucked out look in her eyes, they can't help themselves. They're shifting without thinking, pulling away from her center and pulling out their cock.

"Fuck, Marie, I need to feel that tight cunt wrapped around me, right now." They groaned, pushing her back fully onto the bed before they pushed themself inside of her cunt, still dripping with her most recent orgasm.

They were both screaming each other's names all night long.

They’d both say the other broke the bet first. Their friends were just glad they didn’t have to deal with the couple’s pouting for a full week.

#jordan li #gen v #gen v prime #gen v fic #limoreau #jordan x marie #jordanmarie #mariejordan #marie x jordan #gen v fanfic #gen v amazon #gen v fanfiction #gen v imagine #gen v imagines #gen v jordan #marie moreau #gen v smut

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srbachchan · 10 months

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DAY 5658

Jalsa, Mumbai Aug 14/15 , 2023 Mon/Tue 2:38 AM

My apologies for missing out in wishing Ef Kishore Bhatt, Big B Group on his birthday August 14, 2023 .. all good wishes and prayers from us all 🙏❤️

Birthday - EF Nitish Murthy .. Tuesday, 15 August .. with love and happiness galore .. from the Ef family ..🌹

Yes it is very late .. 3:12 AM .. and never too late for the Ef family and the BLOG .. never .. the love of the people and the audience is so riveting and pure it makes it most difficult to be able to control emotions ..

So yes saw GHOOMER back to back twice .. Sunday afternoon .. and then at night again .. and the verdict is beyond mention .. simply INCREDIBLE .. eyes have been in the aqua flow from the very first frame .. and when the progeny is involved , they flow copiously .. and each reaction has some wonder in their thoughts and words and deeds .. each notices something that is so endearing and appealing .. the emotions relate to yes the game of cricket and the tale of a girl and her ambition .. but it is really the feel of the depiction and its impress upon not just the game , but of the effect of family , of the Mother , of what middle India stands for in our lives ..

it is the simplicity of the way the narration occurs .. it is the deftness with which R Balki has knitted before us , in the simplest of manner , a most complex idea .. of losers and winners .. of what each one of us has been through ..

of that most powerful written spoken word :

एक loser क्या महसूस करता है, वो तो मुझे मालूम है ; मैं देखना चाहता हूँ की एक winner क्या, कैसे महसूस करता है !

I know what a loser feels , and experiences ; I want to know what a winner feels and experiences ..

sheer brilliance in the writing and in expression what each one of us have experienced in our lives .. each of us ..

each one of us have faced failure at some point or the other in our lives .. and we are aware and know how it feels .. but .. how does a winner feel when he succeeds .. that is the challenge we all face .. we all strive for .. we all struggle for .. and then when we find that door is shut .. we break it open and ENTER .. to achieve what we have wanted to all our lives ..

that is the learning .. the template of living ..

and when it is portrayed in a most creative subtle manner .. the respect and applaud is tremendous ..

WIN AND FEEL IT .. IT IS THE MOST DESIRED FEEL OF THE HUMAN .. YOU KEEP BANGING AT THE DOOR .. AND ONE DAY IT OPENS ..

Ram Dhari Singh 'Dinkar' the renowned iconic, legendary Hindi poet on a visit to our home in Allahabad signed my autograph book and wrote these precious words :

" success comes to those who dare and act " ..

I must have been around 9 or 10 yrs old .. but they, the words remain with me even now at 81 .. you need to dare and face all obstacles .. and you need to act on the process to achieve it .. overcome it ..

and each day is a learning ..

जीवन चलने का नहीं दौड़ने का नाम है ।

with love and the affection to all ..

Amitabh Bachchan

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rifki16 · 22 days

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Living with Him Episode Five Review

Picture Credit: Living with Him Twitter Promotional Account.

A very sour and delicious Funazushi

I have to first say that this episode brought up more questions than I have wanted it to answer. It’s not solely about the fact that the LA is different than the manga. I think there are some uncomfortable plot executions which I think can be done much better in a different manner. I want to bring up two themes in this essay.

The Camping Subplot

The episode actually started out with the anticipated camping scene. Side note: Do Japanese people prefer to go camping when they want to decompress? I’ve seen the camping subplot used in Cherry Magic LA film, and they said that it’s also present in Eternal Yesterday. Anyway, the camping scene was cute, and it seems like the two, boy-, friends were enjoying themselves immensely. I don’t know what the point of the subplot to be quite frank. I saw three potential character-supporting features of the subplot.

First, it established the popularity of Kazuhito. In the manga, we were only told that Kazuhito was popular. Ryo’s sister told Ryo about Kazuhito-san’s popularity. Yoshieri told Ryo that Kazuhito was the most popular guy in high school. However, the LA actually gave us real example of Kazuhito’s popularity. When the two, boy-, friends were trying to cook, the fire starter that Ryo brought actually malfunctioned. Kazuhito and Ryo at first were already preparing to just not eat I suppose. Then, a group of campers came along. Kazuhito then asked to borrow their fire starter, they had one and lent it to him. They then recognized Kazuhito because they often watched Koshien. I was confused at first, but it turned out that Koshien is the national Japanese high school baseball league? I’m surprised that Japanese people pay attention to baseball so much. Come to think of it, I don’t really know what their most beloved sport is, Canada has hockey, India has cricket, what does Japan have? Is it just plain old football too? After being recognized, Kazuhito politely thanked them and went back to Ryo. I think this scene is crucial because in the manga, the way that they broke up and reunited Kazuhito and Ryo again is by making Ryo so anxious of how Kazuhito’s popularity and immediate surrounding will react if Kazuhito-san actually dates a guy. I think making Kazuhito tangibly famous will make this internal decision-making process of Ryo even more believable.

Secondly, it established Ryo’s jealousy over anyone that encounters Kazuhito. I think this is a very normal way of Japanese drama works. Jealousy for them is a very inseparable part of being in love. If you’re not jealous, you’re not in love with a person. I mean, Western drama or dramedy also uses this trope, but they always try to subvert and be above the trope and eventually cope with the jealousy, try to live side-by-side with it. Not in Japan, you’re not. Being jealous is a must until a clear winner emerges. In the episode, Ryo realized that Kazuhito was getting recognized and something in his head lit up. Then, when Kazuhito went back to Ryo, he asked Kazuhito about the encounter and continued by asking whether he wanted to have eat and sit down with them. Kazuhito then answered that he just wanted to eat with Ryo, just the two of them. Ryo celebrated this win by denying Kazuhito polite counteroffer of whether he would like to eat with them. It’s just funny to be quite frank, his jealousy of anyone who comes in contact with Kazuhito. I mean, Ryo has not acknowledged to himself that he likes Kazuhito yet he wants him all to himself, love is strange that way. This has always been funny, even in episode two when Yoshieri, Kazuhito and Ryo were walking in the campus, then Yoshieri and Kazuhito were talking about their workplace as they were also coworkers in a restaurant. After long description of the restaurant, all Ryo could fixate on was the fact that Yoshieri and Kazuhito were coworkers, talk about jealousy-fueled selective focusing lol. Funny how Ryo’s jealousy still stays the same even when he thought he didn’t have a chance as he had previously thought that Kazuhito’s secret crush was on Yoshieri.

Thirdly, we saw another example of Kazuhito gatekeeping Ryo lol. When the other camper group arrived, Kazuhito was the one who volunteered to come to them instead of Ryo. When Ryo wanted to return the lighter, it was Kazuhito who eventually took the lighter and brought it to them. I suppose this behavior was also exhibited in episode two when Yoshieri wanted to ask for Ryo’s number, yet Kazuhito was insistent that Yoshieri must not pester Ryo. She is not, gurl. This is all before taking into account Haruna’s shipping cupid-arrowing behaviors.

The After-Work Drinking Party

Now, this is the crux of my argument. This subplot has been foretold even in episode four, Yoshieri brought up casually the invitation of the mandatory drinking party when Ryo was still zoning out after waking up next to Kazuhito. Let me tell you why this scene is very crucial to me as someone who read the manga. Kazuhito was supposed to be surrounded by his coworkers, of course being the most popular guy and all. One of the senior superiors was just casually asking Kazuhito whether he had any girlfriends? Then, he said no, and Yoshieri sort of told the senior superiors to just lay off Kazuhito and not ask him out as he had never been interested in doing so since high school. The senior superiors kept insisting and wanted to ask him out, which then prompted Kazuhito to say, that he already had someone in mind. That made the conversation changed their assumption about using her pronoun and using them pronoun. After rereading chapter seven, I also just realized that the superiors were telling Kazuhito to go out and fool around with one of the people in the table so that Kazuhito’s crush would eventually answer back. That led to Kazuhito eventually refusing to do so because he didn’t want to worry them. His reaction made everyone melted their hearts. Kazuhito then ran through the rain and arrived at his and Ryo’s apartment, which prompted the breakup scene between the two. While Kazuhito was in the drinking party, Ryo was supposed to finally realize his fondness to Kazuhito, which will make the breakup scene make sense.

This is done differently for the LA series.

Sure, during the drinking party Kazuhito was the star of the party, no surprise there. When one of the senior superiors asked Kazuhito about who his girlfriend is, she was drunk and portrayed not like a professional superior at all, seemed more like she was down so bad for Kazuhito.

Now, I’m not one to talk down about women’s and female sexuality. However, if the question was brought up and the senior superior asked Kazuhito in a casual manner like in the manga, it would have been seen like just a casual question that the readers, or viewers, don’t really need to be worried about. Even if Kazuhito had answered yes, it would have not meant anything to either party as it was just a polite banter between a superior and a subordinate.

In the LA, they made Yoshieri shocked with the confession that Kazuhito actually had a crush. Why? What was the reason? Yes, I know that Yoshieri never really got a verbal confirmation that Kazuhito actually already has a crush, as she said it herself in the episode. However, she knew even when she was dating that Kazuhito already had someone in mind. I suppose they made Yoshieri shocked so that they could have a scene of Yoshieri blessing and supporting Kazuhito’s pursuit of his crush’s love. What is the significance of the scene though? Was it just so when Ryo became spiralled with the anxiety of dating Kazuhito, Kazuhito could counter it by saying that even his ex actually blessed Ryo and Kazuhito pairing? Maybe the answer will reveal itself in future episodes.

Lastly, what really enraged me about this subplot’s differences with the manga was the fact that Ryo did not come to his senses and actually find out that he likes Kazuhito back. I think this was because that they want to redo the breakup scene all over. I noticed that the 6th episode is about some flashback scenes and maybe filler plot, before coming to the breakup episode on the 7th. In the manga, it was because that Ryo already noticed his fondness of Kazuhito that he thought to himself that he could not continue his feelings toward Kazuhito as it had no future.

I sincerely hope that they will not erase the core reason of why Kazuhito and Ryo break up, Ryo’s insecurities of dating a much more popular guy.

All in all, a still very good episode, the camping episode made me smile so hard. Watch it yall !

#gay #japan bl #bl live action #living with him #kare no iru seikatsu #natsukawa ryota #tanaka kazuhito #kazuhito x ryota

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superblysubpar · 8 months

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📼Remember to vote at the bottom // Details for the Trope or Treat Madness Event found here

📼 We're doing things a little different with this one! I highly recommend reading the little insights into each character's story beforehand here, as the intro belows is told from a narration while they all start the evening together. After this, you'll be voting on which couple we follow for the remainder of the night and it would follow the typical "you" pov with the boy who wins - but the stories are very much intertwined. There are things that happen before and after that would be revealed in future scenes if they make it to the next round and/or in the final one shot if declared the winner - the story told in slightly different perspectives as well.

📼 warnings: You're given names for this one, sorry to do it. Blair for Steve's lady, Vanessa for Eddie's (but used as sparingly as possible) | a sprinkling of toxic relationships, hints to infidelity, yelling, death, blood and gore descriptions as well as use and mentions of weapons like knives and guns will be present throughout the entire story after this| mentions of drugs and alcohol and their use and effects | the little intro image below is playing off of the one from Fargo, and I don't own it

On the evening of Friday, October 27th, 2023, a group of people, let’s call them old friends, are brought back together through the twists of fate and their own stupidity.

Four couples, and none knowing what the others have gotten themselves into after all of these years apart. None knowing what was about to transpire, and how, as a direct result of their actions, beloved friends are going to die.

Our scene opens with Robin Buckley, a gold strappy heel reveals itself first, stepping onto the cold, gray sidewalk. A pale leg on display from the high slit of the dark emerald and silky dress wrapped around her figure. Black polished fingers take the hand offered to her by her date - let’s call her Gabriella. Robin’s freckled face and bright blue eyes shine in the lights of the marquee up at her. Gold chandelier earrings, a modest lip color, and a dramatic eye - perhaps it was a little too much for a simple show at the Orpheum. A fancier look than most, but dammit, Miss Buckley needed this.

You see, Robin is a middle school music teacher. She spends her days pointing at a kid who thinks he’s slick putting gum on the back of his sheet music stand. Calling him out and making him wear the Dingus top hat for the rest of class, marking a talley in the you suck column on the whiteboard and the rest of the class groaning - one step further away from their pizza party. Her eye frequently twitches, for when she asks the student’s what she just said, one quite literally plays the sound of crickets on their smartphone. Yet she loves her job - her students are wonderful, most are respectful, and many are in band because they truly enjoy it.

However, twelve to fourteen year olds these days have no trouble learning the latest tiktok dance in less than five minutes but cannot nail the transition to the chorus of a song they’re learning. She’s guidance counselor when the tweens come in crying, she’s a dentist when she yells at one to get the scissors out of his mouth and cries that he absolutely cannot fix his braces in her classroom. She is benefactor for supplies, she’s an extra custodian, she is superwoman.

She is, simply put, not paid enough.

Which exactly why she got her side gig, and is wrapped up in the mess of tonight. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

Robin and Gabby enter the Orpheum, plush red carpet beneath heels as they make their way up grand staircases towards a bar. They don’t know that they’re about to cross paths with old friends for the first time tonight - that it’s not just a happy coincidence.

For our second couple of the night sits at the bar with their drinks in hand already - Nancy and Jonathan Byers.

These two, oh these two. They’re quite a pair.

Nancy Wheeler Byers is in a simple but elegant black cocktail dress. It hugs her hips she works hard for, her shoes and jewelry silver, her clutch a shimmering little thing to match. Her make-up pops, hues and shades that were matched professionally, and her brown curls are pinned up in an old Hollywood style.

Jonathan is wearing a suit.

Nancy raises her extra dry martini to her lips and Jonathan’s thumbs slip down the side of the tumbler holding an old fashioned, he stares at it in disgust. He hates cocktails and would much rather hold a beer.

But that’s not how Nancy does things.

To any other person walking by, to Robin and Gabriella making eye contact with Miss Byers, these two look picture perfect. They are divine, they are a couple straight out of a catalog. Their love is the stuff of myths.

Literally.

Behind the smile pushing up Nancy’s cheeks, behind the black and white candid photography on Jonathan’s carefully curated Instagram, there’s pain and mess and so much we have to uncover.

Robin rushes up to her, an arm around her shoulders, “Oh my god! How long has it been?”

“Too long,” Nancy squeezes her fingers, setting her martini on the black tabletop and motioning for two more to the bartender.

Robin’s eyes bounce between the two old friends, a genuine smile on her face as she gushes, “God, I mean what are the odds? How are you both? What have you been up to?”

Nancy and Jonathan’s eyes dart to the other, tight smiles before responding in unison, “Nothing much!”

Nothing much meaning they’ve dug themselves into holes they can’t get out of, and perhaps they don’t want to. Because she can’t let something go and he can’t say no to her. When Nancy Wheeler Byers finds a loose thread, she has to pull until the whole thing is unraveled. She has to commit, she has to be the best, and her passion and obsession for answers always leads her to forget about others and how her actions have consequences. And it is for this reason, that many believe that what is about to occur tonight is entirely her fault.

But, we'll see about that.

Because, while these old friends start catching up, Gabriella’s smile falls as her gaze makes contact with a pair of hazel ones in the mirror above the bar. He ducks his head, his hand with a thick family ring on his middle finger grabs the elbow of a woman in red, whispering in her ear. His caramel and honey hair styled, pushed back but stray strands will soon fall over his forehead. His black suit is tailored, a bowtie that’s far too expensive, and his shoes shine. The lady in red, we’ll call this one Blair, has accessories and make-up that are equally as professionally done and sophisticated as Nancy’s but far more expensive. The woman attached to the wrist his fingers now curl around turns her head, smiling directly at Gabriella and waving. They begin to head over to the group and Gabriella panics, squeezing Robin’s fingers and beelining towards the line snaking out of the ladies room.

Gabriella’s lack of subtlety is not lost on either half of our third couple. Steve Harrington watches it happen, his throat bobbing and his fingers flexing at his side. Mrs. Harrington finally has the confirmation she needs that her husband is fucking his secretary. But is that what’s happening? Only time will tell, we suppose. That is afterall, how a story works.

Nancy sees the Harrington’s first after Gabriella’s abrupt departure and she smiles. Kisses to each apple of each of their cheeks and a firm handshake from Jonathan.

“Steve?”

Steve Harrington turns, and Robin Buckley beams.

“Ro-Robin! Oh my god!” He engulfs her in a hug and she laughs, the two old friends holding each other tightly. Mrs. Harrington looks at the pair then back at Nancy and Jonathan, confused, and even more so when Nancy gulps down her third martini and Jonathan’s hand shakes before grabbing the detested old fashioned.

Blair has never seen Steve so genuine, not since their early years, not since before their engagement. It’s like the weight of his life is lifted from his shoulders from this honey-haired goddess and suddenly she’s not so sure it’s the secretary he’s fucking.

Steve’s hands land on her shoulders, hers on his forearms as he shakes his head, eyes wide, “Wh-what? What are you doing here?”

Robin laughs, gesturing over her shoulder, “My girlfriend got tickets.”

Steve’s eyes dart up, Gabriella’s head ducks down quickly because as we’ve established, subtle and her don’t mesh. Steve inhales sharply, “She, oh, uh…wait, what?”

Yeah definitely fucking the secretary. The secretary who’s dating his old friend. The friend whom Mrs. Harrington has never heard of before tonight.

Before Blair Harrington can begin to question more, before Nancy Wheeler can start to confirm and piece her puzzle together, another familiar voice breaks the group's focus, and our fourth and final couple is introduced.

“What the fuck?”

The group turns at the question, finding Edward Munson in a suit and a beautiful woman holding his hand. She wears a navy dress, this one is Vanessa. She glances at the three gorgeous women staring at her husband. Her brain begins to calculate just how much their earrings cost, let alone the rest of their ensembles, and she folds in on herself, trying to pull and hide behind Eddie.

He squeezes her fingers as Robin steps forward. “Eddie? Oh my god, seriously is someone playing some like prank tonight? Did the kids do this? How are we all here?”

A great question indeed, Robin.

What are you all doing here?

Before this question can be answered, the soft lighting overhead flickers twice and a chime rings out, signaling it’s time to take their seats.

Blair Harrington starts to head towards their box, Vanessa Munson glances down at the paper ticket in her hand and tries to figure out which direction to go, Gabriella (we never did give her a last name did we?) is nowhere to be seen.

Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Nancy Wheeler Byers, Jonathan Byers, and Robin Buckley all stand in a circle, speaking at once.

“Well, we should-”

“Where are you stay-”

“I miss you guy-”

But it’s Nancy’s voice that rings out the clearest.

“Right back here. Intermission. Please.”

With nods, fingers slipping into wives who tug on them, and smiles - some tight lipped and some genuine - the party dissolves and the orchestra makes its first harmonizing note.

The show is starting.

Please vote for who will be moving on and revealing more of their story.

Remember: whoever wins this week, faces the winner of Creatures of the Night - which will have more revealed on Thursday, Oct 12th

Choose wisely!

#superbly subpars trope or treat madness #steve harrington x you #eddie munson x you #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things fanfic

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dozing-marshmallow · 6 months

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Hiii!

Can you maybe do a Chris McLean x male reader, Where the reader is jealous of Lindsay because how Chris reacted for her costume in super hero-id? Where all contestants must dress as superheroes. (And maybe reader is Chris assistant or something?)

Hello! Thanks for the request, enjoy! 💖

CHRIS MCLEAN X MALE! ASSISTANT READER ONE SHOT

Your boss, Chris, was someone you admired. A lot. He was someone you were ashamed to say, was somewhat a second father to you. Embarrassing, but at least there was some reason since you were in proximity with the guy twenty four seven.

He was all you wanted to be by the time you could call yourself a man. Rich, handsome, famous...

Some day, you’d take the mirror out to admire a flawless face, not to keep watch on those zits.

Sigh... Let’s hope that the new skincare routine will do something good.

You observe the contestants showcase their costumes. In total, there was Lumberwoman, Timberman, Captain Alberta, All-Seeing Eye, the Human Cricket, Super Aqua Chick, and Wonder Woman. Any one of those you’ve heard before? Thank Lindsay for that.

Though Chris said all designs had to be original, he simply allowed it and deemed her the winner.

Like that.

With a smile and pleased eyes.

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. You were over here breaking your back, hands and feet for your boss without a single second look, and here Lindsay was, getting praised by him without trying.

Maybe that was it. She was being herself and not forcing anything...

Yeah well, it’s hard to not force anything when I’m the one who has to heed Chris’ needs.

Not to mention, he can’t replace a contestant as easily as he can an assistant.

If I were a contestant... Would I able to impress him on challenges?

“Boss... Did you really grow up with Wonder Woman?” you needed to know. It was difficult keeping track of when Chris did give the pretty people an advantage solely for...being pretty.

“Sure I did!” he shrugs, blind to your green eye towards the red dressed girl,“Though I might have exaggerated on Lindsay’s costume just to tick off old Courtney.” he then sighs,“Her and her lawyers have been a massive pain in the butt, but at the end of the day, it’s still my show. I won’t let court men threaten my authority.”

You can’t explain the rain of relief you felt when he said that,“Oh so... You weren’t actually all that impressed by her skills? You were pretending?”

“Why? You jealous of Lindsay, (Y/N)?” he smirked, but you were cautious if it was pulled by strings.

“O-Of course not! I mean, sure she is very beautiful...” granted, she was very good at makeup, so maybe she had some concealed flaws,“And...she is talented...” All the more reason to hate yourself.

“If only someone could say the same about you.” hey, your boss wasn’t very well known for being comforting.

“Sir...”

He laughs,“What, like I lied!”

“Maybe...” you hopelessly sigh, feeling how unfair it was that you had to be so ugly. Why couldn’t you have nice hair, nice skin like Lindsay? It’s not fair,“Puberty hasn’t been the kindest to me...” it’s not fair.

“You also?“ Chris looks up at you,“Yeah, back when I was a teen, I always had at least three of those jerks laying around somewhere on my face.”

“And now you are known as one of the spunkiest guys alive.” you take Chris’ anecdote as a chance to ask for expansion on it, a possible cure. The guy did like talking about himself, so maybe he’ll slip it in,“What’s your secret, boss?”

“It’s secret for a reason.” Ah...you underestimated him,“I should have made it part of your uniform to wear make up, but eh, I like looking at your face.”

“You... You do?” that made you happier than it should’ve.

“You know when something is so hideous, it’s handsome?”

Y-Yeah? That’s not what you wanted to hear after, but you’ll take it, I guess?

“That’s the best way to describe it. But of course, good looks aren’t everything. You’ve gotta have something on the inside to make it really alive.” He could be motivational when he wanted to, which was always.

“And Lindsay has that too.” your mind kept wickedly leading you to the apparition of the “Dumb Princess”.

You didn’t notice how creeped out Chris was getting,“You seem to like bringing her up a lot, dude. Do you like her or something?”

You sigh again,“How can’t I? She’s beautiful, popular and a favourite.”

“You could be that too you know.” this was a lot of emotion from an assistant for one day,“I don’t know why you’re acting like you’re permanently disfigured bro.”

“Because that’s how it feels like, boss.” you couldn’t stop your mouth now,“Nothing I do ever works- in fact, it only seems to make my chances of ever feeling good lower. Even you yourself said that I’m only pretty because I’m so hideous. How can someone like that recover?”

Well, this was wrong. The assistant was supposed to be helping him, not the other way ‘round. He’ll stitch the wound this time though,“Dude...remember when I told you I exaggerated on Lindsay’s costume?”

“Yes?”

“I was doing that there as well when I said that. If I really thought that way, I wouldn’t have even listed you for an interview.” Chris hated having to explain his hyperboles, but the cameras weren’t on him so he’d allow it for one time.

You feel stupid,“Really?” How haven’t you installed that sarcasm detector yet?

Your boss nods, more relaxed now that he cleared the misunderstanding,“No kidding. Everyone’s timing is different, so don’t compare yourself so much.” Aw... You needed that confidence boost,“Now do me a favour and get me my usual. Therapy isn’t free and I’m dying for something to drink.”

He really was the greatest,“Right away, Chris.”

#chris mclean #total drama #request #td chris #total drama island chris #total drama chris mclean #chris mclean x reader #tdi x reader #td chris mclean x reader #tdi #total drama chris

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oldsargasso · 3 months

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sending you the mental image of Winner doing something mildly thoughtful for Kim and spluttering when Kim says thanks and pats his head

every day I come onto this website and you cause me severe psychic damage. please never stop.

maybe it could happen a bit like this:

Winner's lived alone for quite a few years now. Sure, he's had relationships, a boy or a girl here and there, but nothing so serious it had precipitated cohabitation. He likes his own space. Likes things to stay where he left them, likes knowing that if he wants to spend three hours cooking one dish, wandering in and out of the kitchen as he pleases, he can do that without anyone commenting nervously that perhaps he shouldn't leave open flames unattended.

So it comes as a bit of a surprise to Winner that he likes sharing space with his boys. There's something of a comfort to be found in being greeted when he arrives home from a frustrating practice, or knowing that if he puts something out in the laundry it'll be miraculously washed to Kim's fastidious standards, or just having another person around in the middle of the night to watch mindless movies with until they both can sleep.

Winner doesn't share that with them, of course, but he likes it.

One evening he finds himself alone, the house empty and breathing quiet in the summer air. Kenta's at therapy, the weekly planner on the fridge informs him, and Dean and Kim are having a shopping date, so say the messages on his phone. It's hot and humid, it's not raining, the sun's still saying her goodbyes to the crickets that have started their usual nightly chorus. There's a settled feeling in Winner's chest. It feels a bit like the last rays of sun, pink and orange and so very warm.

There's always a variety of fresh produce in their fridge: Kenta likes to go to the markets every few days and wander through the stalls, carefully bargaining with vendors over whatever catches his eye. Winner stands there for a moment too long, enjoying the cool air, before deciding to go ahead and make dinner. Kenta at least will be home at the time he said he would be.

Winner likes cooking. There's a method to it, and he likes the satisfying thunk of the knife on the chopping board as he slices through carrots and broccoli. There's leftover rice from last night, plenty of eggs, a wide variety of spices and seasonings. Winner dices the chillis and leaves them aside for now. He likes spice, likes it when the food he's eating has a satisfying burn, but Kim very much does not. Sometimes they have mild meals, and sometimes Kim struggles through a dish with a smile and judicious application of water and whatever salad accompaniment is available.

Kenta's car pulls in - he doesn't park in the garage, leaves that for the others cars - and Winner knows he's got another five minutes before Kenta gets out. It's always like that, after therapy. Time enough to plate up two bowls and then toss the chillis through the rest of the dish for himself and Kenta.

As the door opens and Kenta calls his usual soft greeting, there's the sound of tyres on the driveway and another set of doors opening and closing.

"Good timing," Winner says as Kim and Dean come inside, laden with a variety of bags. They dump them on the couch, and there's the usual whirlwind of hello hello how are you feeling come here a kiss before they all organise themselves around the table.

"No, this one's yours," Winner cuts in, swapping the bowl in front of Kim for the one in front of his. At Kim's questioning look, he elaborates. "I served yours without so much spice."

"So thoughtful, phi," Dean teases, bumping their shoulders together.

Winner graciously ignores him, choosing instead to focus on the pleased smile spreading across Kim's face and the unfortunate follow-up gift of his hand on Winner's head. "Okay, okay," Winner says, ducking out of reach.

"Thank you," Kim tells him, all big sincere eye contact and happiness keeping his shoulders relaxed and soft.

"Whatever," Winner says, jabbing his spoon into his rice. "It's just dinner, don't be so dramatic."

#pit babe #pit babe polycule #I alluded to it in my original polycule ficlet but in my head #kim and dean share a bedroom cause they like to cuddle #winner has his own room for sprawling out purposes #and kenta has the sleeping habits of a nervous cat so he gets his own room #but often ends up lurking in the doorway of another until they sleepily invite him in #my fic

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sashi-ya · 2 years

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𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ♡ ᴅᴀʏ 16 ➡ 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐘𝐑𝐔𝐏. nsfw .minors dni 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐱 𝐟! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: @kwnblack asked: 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛! 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘�� 𝚊 𝙵𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍-𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞! ❤️ 𝐓𝐰: nsfw. food play. romantic. sweet sanji making love to you. devouring your chocolate covered skin. 𝐰𝐜: 876 ➡ hentober masterlist

Tastebuds that feel like climaxing, the dark chocolate with a spicy centre fills your mouth. “This is delicious” you whisper. The moon, the candles, and your personal prince feeding you his own creations from a platter. Cheese, chocolate, cranberries, special crackers.

“Nothing as delicious as you, my lady” Sanji says, with his usual chivalry and blushed cheeks.

He takes another bon-bon to your lips, and this time you bite it with just your front teeth. The filling oozes out, creating a sweet trail from the commissure of your mouth to your chin.

“My, my… let me clean it-“ the blonde says, smiling sweetly and grabbing a napkin. But you stop his hand right before it could get to your face. “Lick it clean~” you purr, putting his hand down, making it rest over your lap.

Sanji blinks a few times, and you can see how much he is fighting not to nosebleed to death. “O-Ok, my love” he stutters. Coming closer, with just the tip of his tongue he cleans the little sticky trail of filling. It makes you shiver, and you feel the tension starting to build in between your legs.

“Ah… I think my recipe is now complete” he whispers, with his lips lingering over yours. “Is it?” you ask back, also whispering and allowing your cupids bow to barely graze the start of his goatee.

He smirks, and he does it slowly. A little dimple marking over his cheek, and your heart beating as fast as it is humanly possible. -or maybe even more.

“See, the spiciness of the syrup needed a sweet flavor to balance it out, and your lips, (Name)-chwan, have naturally done it” he informs you. Sanji gets so incredibly sexier when he speaks about his passion, that is, at least for you, impossible not to jump to him.

And, you do. Your lips finally crush his. As if it was a game of who succumbed first, you did. You were the loser, or should I say the winner?

Both melt in a passionate kiss, little moans, specially from Sanji, scape your lips. And kisses turn into you two falling back onto the wooden deck of that cozy cabin in the middle of nowhere.

At your feet, a lake reflecting the vast night sky, with millions of stars flickering around a full silver moon. A moon to which frogs and crickets sing, and a moon that now shine its light on Sanji’s and your naked skin.

“But it is also, the warmth of your skin, which turns the flavours all together” he finishes once your lips have become swollen but never satisfied of each other’s ones.

Chocolate syrup, that was supposed to accompany the fresh picked strawberries, is now being drizzled on your body. You squirm with the first drops traveling your flesh, and since Sanji will never, ever waste food, his tongue licks it out right, and straight from you.

Over your collar bones, down to your nipples. He sucks, he delights himself. His eyes almost in a heart shape; Sanji is always the one serving for the others, but, for tonight he is indulging in being served right by your own body.

Your back arches when his tastebuds now enjoy the flavour of your honeys mixed with the syrup. He goes feral, tracing circles around your bundle of joy, sucking and slurping everything that’s possible eating. Devouring you, using his fingers to spread but also to penetrate. In and out, and around.

You grab a fist full of his blonde locks, pulling, increasingly violently, as you reach climax. Sanji is only there to make his lover happy, and lord he does.

“More, Sanji-kun. Come here, please make love to me” you whine, when it’s too much to handle. You need him to be inside you, and you need it now.

“If that’s what my sweet dessert wants ~” he purrs, cleaning his chin of your honeys with his forearm. He guides himself in between your legs, showing his imponent beauty, blocking the silver rays of moonlight with his back.

His loving gaze, far from the childish play he uses to play whenever you are flirting with each other, shows you how much he loves you. No other woman has been able to catch his eye since his blue ones landed on you.

Sanji lends towards you to place his soft lips against yours, and while biting your lip with utmost care but lustful energy, he gets inside of you. Your clenching walls receive his length, and just when both have started feeling each other’s warmth, he starts moving.

Strong hips, legs with muscles that tense to regulate his thrusts. He doesn’t want to hurt you, even if his mind runs wild and begs for him to go feral. He goes slow, and then fast. Sanji goes up and down, Sanji stays deep inside you for some seconds while devouring your nipples.

The prince, the cook, knows exactly how to love your body. And because he knows, climax hits you. And with I love yous, and more sweet words, both melt in a beautiful limbo of pure ecstasy.

“I love you, my All blue” he whispers as you rest on his chest. “I love you, my sweet dream ~”

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accursedkaleeshi · 19 days

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Drugs on Kalee

There are plenty of poisonous & toxic critters on Kalee all in the midst of trying to gain an evolutionary advantage. Kaleesh are incredibly food motivated & will try to eat anything that moves at least once. They have by now gotten a pretty good handle on what is locally edible. This knowledge is passed down through word of mouth & traditional oral records.

Kaleesh use drugs for all sorts of things (as, by their own admission, “there ain’t shit to do on Kalee”). Various Hiil clerics have a few poultices, but they don’t have much in the way of traditional medicines comparative to their civilization. (“If I die, I die” mentality.) They mostly use drugs in their ceremonies & rites. A subset of apothecary kaleesh, called venxt, specialize in making poisons for hunting. Poisoning fellow kaleesh is seen as dishonorable. Herbalists arose from the need to make fresh water potable. And, of course, there are “herbalists” & “venxt” that share Kalee’s more fun bounties.

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PLANTS

While the kaleesh use a fair bit of plant material, there is probably a lot more undiscovered. Since kaleesh don’t like the sweet taste or smell of many flowers they rarely experiment with them on purpose. Most of their plant-based discoveries were made watching other animals rooting around in the foliage & following up to find stuff to pair with their meat dishes.

Though most kaleesh prefer stimulants that hype them up until they abruptly crash, that is usually a young man’s game. Bark from the swamp dagger tree evolved to strike its predators with the Cozy Sleepytm. It is quite potent. Kaleesh like to burn it & “drink” the smoke. Hard to get though. Less potent but more fun is to hunt the fen nodadiir, a fucked up stilt deer that eat the bark but are able to store the toxin in the fruiting antlers it grows.

The most common way to chill out on Kalee is to drink. A little bit of bark powder goes a long way in their brews. Kaleeshi drink ranges from citrus-like teas to straight moonshine to alcoholic meat broths. It’s a good way to calm down at the end of a day. Elder warriors often become dependent on the hooch to keep them calm within the community. Hooray, universal language of alcoholism. The long term effects, depending on the drink, are similar to ours.

FUNGI

Kaleesh have a love/hate relationship with fungi & fungi-adjacent growths. It’s like if plants were meat & they all look like you should eat them! Instead of fruit (they can’t handle much fructose), they make a lot of their booze with fungi & it’s bussin. But just as many kinds of mushrooms will kill a brother. Badly. Most of the bioluminescent ones have proven to be deadly so they have opted not to eat anything that grows & glows as a rule of thumb.

INSECTS

Kaleesh have observed that some creatures get their toxicity from their diets of offending insects but they have never had the patience to cultivate them to any meaningful extent. Much easier to hunt, catch, & keep the bigger critters that eat them. Even though kaleesh don’t have to worry about most stinging insects due to their scales, it is still a pain in the dicks to try to keep bugs anywhere. Ask any overeager venxt apprentice & the cricket peddlers.

There is one widely known insect that lives in the Eastern jungles. The gold bead bug is a solitary winged insect that only emerges when the season is just right to find a mate, making it a rarity. Eating one of these bugs is the most potent berserker substance on the planet. The most obvious Kaleeshi thing to do when they find one is to 1: fight for it, 2: head to the arena or middle of town (optional), & 3: have the winner from previous fight eat the bug then fight them again. It’s like giving your biggest friend pcp & then seeing how many of your friends & neighbors it takes to bring them down. For funsies.

OTHER TERRESTRIAL ANIMALS

Their favorite poisonous dudes are the flower frogs. The buflor & other toad dudes in the same family secrete a mucous of various toxicity. The toads combine acids from their diet with their own potent chemicals & will start oozing this at you from glands on the back of their heads if you bother them too much.

The domesticated buflor have been mostly bred for household use. They are slow to anger & their mucous is only very mildly hallucinogenic. Venxt breed lines of a highly toxic buflor sister species. The darts do wonders on medium sized prey animals. They had also done pretty well at stopping bitthævrian in their tracks.

There are several animals (mostly related but with some outliers) that are angry, drug secreting fruitcakes. With the amphibians being so proliferate, however, they are the most accessible. Kaleesh love to lick toads, man. It is a common young adult thing to do with your homies. Go find a toad to lick & trip with RTX shaders on for a while. Some of the toads mess with kaleesh pheromone systems so they be smelling colors for real.

AQUATIC

A disproportionate amount of Kalee’s toxins are derived from her seas. The life in the oceans is not in a calm era. They on that weird shit. As the Yamrii found out, most of the larger organism in there are too bony, too pointy, too specific, or too toxic to industrialize. The seafaring kaleesh have been living off the ocean for thousands of years. They know pretty well by now which things they can eat & which things will kill them. They also know which things will almost kill them in fun & exciting ways.

The “if it glows, don’t eat it” rule only applies on land. The people’s favorite are the miiryu, a branch of shrimp. There are several species of miiryu & the all glow to some extent, usually in polkadot patterns to break up their outlines. The shrimps cook well as you might expect, but if you eat one whole & raw it gives one a burst of restless energy. Its like a 5 Hour Energy with coke(ain) in it. Sailors have been using it to get their work done for centuries. 2 of them would get a guy through the whole rotation & then crash. Their favorite shrimps are native to the bay of Shrupak, so called holy shrimps. They are the perfect size to pop in their mouths.

The shrimps are easy to dry out & grind into a powder called zid (jyid). Zid can then be distributed anyway. Kaleesh, with special exception, don’t like the idea of snorting anything into their sensitive nasal passages & usually take drugs with food. The zid for, example, is baked into a flat bread for a lessened effect, like a shot or 2 of espresso. For the full effect they will put it on food already cooked or just lick it directly out of the container like fun dip if you’re less classy.

The urchins & stinging things of the water are usually paralytic. Kaleesh don’t always notice because, again, their scales are pretty sturdy against the small to medium critters. There are some tidal dudes that absolutely suck to step on, of course. With any creature that is big enough to really do damage to them, they would rather not risk it. There’s a fucked up urchin/sea louse thing that causes numbness so it can munch on things undetected. That little shit makes popular medical poultices & gladiators might take a lot of it. Kaleeshi discourse: is taking the no-feels before a fight cheating?

There is a jaw-slinging bottom feeder called a calm-down crawler that kaleesh like to catch & harass each other with. It has 2 barbs on its lower jaw & throws them like a taser. It can’t get through their scales in open air. Sometimes kaleesh will split the jaw like a wishbone & pierce their tongues with the barb. The venom slows their bodily functions way down. This is incredibly stupid & kills a handful of idiots a year.

Many kaleeshi ceremonies & rites involve imbibing some kind of drug. Ceremonies that pit 2 kaleesh against each other, usually vying for a leadership position, will have the participants crush a dried anemone in their face to inhale the powder inside. It’s a class of drug kaleesh call frenzy that incites berserker mode, which they love. The gold bead bug is the most potent frenzy drug.

Other ceremonies will use depressants for reflection. Hallucinogens, sometimes in conjunction with paralytics, are used to encourage spiritual visions. Rust wine is an alcoholic marrow broth traditional at weddings. ETC!

#kaleesh posting #accursed!grievous #long post

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enchantedflameandflower · 1 year

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Glimmer 22/? Billy Butcher fic!

Notes: I've been in a bit of a slump so please let me know if you're reading ♥

Tag List: @2dead2function @secretdreamlandmentality

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Addison sipped her pint of beer at a table in the back corner where she sat watching Annie and Hughie - they had challenged each other to a game of darts. Hughie was currently losing quite miserably, but taking it like a champ. Addison couldn’t help smiling to herself as she thought about what a sweet couple they made.

Idly, she wondered how they made it work. It definitely wasn’t easy. That was something she had to admit now. She wanted Billy more than anything else in the world, so why was it still so difficult?

She stilled for a minute, thinking of Billy, of his worry, then listening to her surroundings. Nothing out of place.

Still, she felt uneasy. She tried to shake the constant feeling of edginess that had settled in the pit of her stomach lately and wouldn’t seem to go away. Wouldn’t go away unless Billy was touching her...

She sighed to herself, drinking again.

But then he’d bellow and rave and tell her what to do...and it just made her...it made her want to explode. She had worked so hard, for so long, to be okay on her own. Sometimes it felt like he wanted to take that away from her. She knew he didn’t really. He wanted to take care of her, he just didn’t know how to convey that without coming off like a controlling prick. And she was too stubborn and impatient to listen to what he was really trying to say. She never wanted to fight but when he pushed her she only wanted to push back. She had been on her own for so long.

The truth was, she was just scared. Scared it wouldn’t work, scared he would hate her in the end, scared she couldn’t get stronger, scared she would just fail at it all again. Scared she might succeed.

Hughie and Annie came back to the table and Addison forced herself to smile. “Thank you for helping me Annie, really. I don’t know how much good it will do, but I appreciate it.”

Annie gave her an encouraging look. “You already know what to do. You just need some self-confidence. It’s all right there inside of you, all of it. You just have to believe in yourself.”

Easier said then done. Addison thought, and she took a sip, thinking for a moment.

“I can feel it,” Addison murmured quietly. “I can feel what I’m doing, physically...I never did before. Or I didn’t pay attention. I almost wonder if...” she trailed off.

“You wonder if...?” Hughie asked.

Addison shook her head. “Never mind. I’m not sure what I was thinking. Anyway,” she changed the subject. “Who won?” she nodded her head toward the dartboard.

Hughie looked to Annie and she quirked her mouth. “Guilty,” she smiled.

“And I think winner buys the next round?” Hughie grinned.

“Oh I see how it is,” Annie smiled at him. “Okay, be right back.”

They watched Annie head to the bar, then Hughie turned to Addison when she was mostly out of earshot. “Annie was really excited to help you,” he said.

“She’s...amazing,” Addison smiled.

He tilted his head. “But yet...you’re holding her at arm’s length. Why is that? Because of Butcher?”

“Well, I’m here, aren’t I?” Addison protested, gesturing at the table. Geez the kid knew how to get straight to the point. “What did she say? I never meant to be rude, if I was...”

Hughie shook his head. “No, she just said - that you’re... guarded.”

“She’s probably right,” Addison sighed. “I’m trying. It’s not easy for me, I guess. To make friends.”

He regarded her for a moment. “But I think this is more than that.”

“What do you want me to do?” she shrugged.

“Just be you. The best you that you can be.”

Addison couldn’t help giving a soft laugh. He was always just so fucking earnest. “Okay, Jiminy Cricket.”

Hughie huffed dramatically, giving her a mock glare. “You and Butcher deserve each other, you know that?”

Addison grinned. “I know that.” She rubbed her finger over a spot on her glass, thinking. “How does Annie deal with him?” she shook her head.

“How do I deal with who?” Annie spoke up, setting the pitcher in the middle of the table.

“Three guesses and the first two don’t count,” Hughie joked as he refilled each of their glasses.

Annie rolled her eyes. “Butcher?” She looked to Addison and she nodded.

“I think...” Annie looked up as she thought. “I think I can forgive him for all his bluster because...well because I understand why.” She looked to Hughie then, and Addison could see in her eyes how much she felt for him. “And because I know he loves Hughie. So that’s enough.” She took a drink of her beer then grinned. “But the real question is how do *you* deal with him?”

Addison couldn’t help smiling as she gazed into the amber liquid in her glass. Billy. Her Billy. She could deal with anything because he was hers. But she didn’t say that out loud.

“He’s really good with his hands...” she quipped, then tipped her beer up to her lips.

“Oh TMI,” Hughie groaned but Annie laughed and Addison shared a look with her.

Addison promised herself she would try to work to open up more. It had been so easy with MM. Probably because he was so annoyingly persistent and she’d never had a choice, but still.

“Can I ask you something?” Addison asked after awhile, looking over toward Annie. “Did you know? About V?”

Hughie and Annie shared a look. “No,” Annie shook her head.

“Billy told me when he found out. I just...I couldn’t process it. I didn’t react well.”

“How do you react well to that?” Annie said emphatically. “I lost it, on my mom. I just...” she shook her head. “I felt so betrayed. I felt like my whole life had been ripped away for a lie. Suddenly it all made so much sense, why my dad left, the way he acted, everything. But you know, at the end of the day she’s still my mom, so...” she shrugged.

Addison nodded, her brow furrowed. How many lives had Vought wrought destruction and misery upon? All of them. It was almost too much to bear

“I’m working on it,” Annie continued. “What about your parents?”

Addison swallowed. “Gone. But it’s for the better.” For one moment, she thought about saying more, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to. Not about that. Not yet.

“I’m sorry, that must be really hard,” Annie and Hughie shared another look.

“Yeah I’m sorry too,” Hughie chimed in.

“Well...I have you all now, right?” Addison smiled.

“Cheers to that.” Hughie held up his glass and Addison clicked hers to his, both of them finishing the last drink.

She did have them. And Billy. Who was waiting for her at home right now and suddenly she wanted to be back with him more than anything.

She wondered again if they could ever make it work. This was the path she was on now. Would he leave her when he found out this was what she wanted?

They asked for the check and all she could think about was getting to Billy and she pulled out her phone to text him she was heading home.

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Billy stripped his jacket off and threw it toward his couch when he came in to his apartment. ‘What in the fuck am I doing?’ he cursed himself.

He dropped into a chair, burying his face in his hands. He shouldn’t do this to her, involve her in all this shit. All his shit.

But he couldn’t help himself or how good she made him feel.

He thought of the way her eyes lit when she smiled at him, the way she looked when she was teasing him, the way she looked when she wanted him...

He just would not let anything happen to her. She was in trouble now and she needed him more than ever. He wouldn’t sit by and watch awful things happen to her. But he wouldn’t watch her become something awful either.

He wasn't naive and he knew exactly what would happen if she became stronger. Every day, he saw what Kimiko and Annie had to go through, what they had to endure. He saw what people like Noir and Deep and even Maeve became after too long with the power they were given. He couldn’t watch that happen to her.

Billy didn’t know what her future would be but he knew he was going to protect her until the day he died no matter what she did. He would do whatever he had to to make her want to stay.

It felt like an eternity before she finally opened the door to his apartment. He was in the middle of changing and he did not miss the way her gaze swept over his bare chest as he came out of his room but he was too agitated to respond in kind.

“Good of you to stop by,” he glowered at her, annoyed and beyond frustrated.

Addison stopped. She looked like she had taken a hit to the gut. For one second he felt guilty, but what was she thinking? Why could she not understand someone was trying to kill her.

“I just got here and you’re already pissed again?” she threw her bag to the floor. “I’m exhausted, Billy. What do you want from me?”

“You said you’d be home an hour ago,” he stopped in front of her, crossing his arms over his bare chest. The motion made his muscles bunch and he wasn’t above using that to try and persuade her. But it didn’t seem to work this time.

“For fuck’s sake Billy, I can’t teleport. I said I was heading out. The check took longer than I expected.”

Addison pressed her hands to her face, shaking her head before she looked at him again. He knew he was pushing her too hard but he didn’t know how to get her to listen.

“I’ve spent my entire life alone, Billy. I’m capable of taking care of myself. I’ve worked really hard to be okay on my own, and I am,” her voice took on a desperate edge but he couldn’t stop, he had to make her see.

“I have a really shit feeling about this, Addison. These cunts are serious. It’s more dangerous than you think it is.”

“Is it though? Or do you just like the excuse to be controlling...”

“This ain’t about that. I’m trying to protect ya!” His voice rose as he started to lose his temper. What in holy fuck was wrong with her?

“I’m here aren’t I?” she threw her hands up. “As much as you want to pretend I’m helpless, I am a supe. I went out, I had a fucking drink, I’m home now. I’m fine.”

He felt like he’d lost the entire fuckin’ plot. How many times did she need to be shot before she realized she wasn’t invincible. “This ain’t about your independence, sunshine,” he pointed a blunt finger toward her. “This is about your life.” And he refused to risk it. “No more,” he cut his hand through the air. “Until we get this cunt, you stay with me, right here.”

“You don’t fucking own me,” she was nearly as loud as him now but he could see the the war of emotion in her eyes and he felt his heart crack. Whatever he had left of one.

He had to make her understand, but she was stark ravin’ now.

“You can’t order me around like you do everyone else!”

“I’m tryin’ to keep you safe and you won’t listen to a fuckin’ thing I’m tryin to tell you,” he growled.

“You’re acting like a lunatic!”

“And you’re actin’ like your life don’t matter at all. Well, it fucking matters. It matters to me. And if something happens to you I won’t forgive meself.”

“You can’t protect the entire goddamn world, Billy. I can’t live like that, under lock and key.”

Oh yeah? He damn well would if that’s what he wanted. He straightened, raising to his full height, his voice fierce. “If that’s what I have to do to keep you from getting hurt, I’ll do it.”

Her eyes turned to steel grey, sharper than the blade of a sword and brimming full of blue fire. He knew then he had completely fucked up.

“Like fucking hell you will.” Addison spat, then she spun toward the door.

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Chapter 23

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one of us is going to have to be bait. / i guess you know who satoru expects to be bait LMAO

The Devil in Me Prompts | Accepting

… Huh? Why? Why was Satoru looking at her strangely like that? Silence rolled over them, figurative crickets chirping quietly in the background as the younger girl took a moment to process it — his words, the inflection in his tone accompanied by a gaze that seemed to emanate a certain kind of expectancy from her.

Five long seconds it took the first-year student before it finally sunk in what her senior suggested they do, and then her eyes widened with realisation. “Me?!” Chiyori nearly cried out in protest, but managed to, last second, lower her voice enough to keep their hiding — they were crouched down behind an arbitrary bush — undetected by the group of Kyoto students searching for them.

With a silent but steadfast jolt of her body, Chiyori turned to face him. She was prepared to stand her ground in case he were to try to coax her into it. Was Satoru really expecting her to willingly volunteer as bait? No way would she do that, not with her current position in this goodwill event. It would be too risky, and Chiyori wasn’t going to put the few points she’d managed to scrape together all on the line just for that, especially not in the hands of her brash senior!

Sure, they needed someone to distract the Kyoto students, but… Chiyori turned away, jaw clenching… but if Satoru could manage to seize their flag and dash back to their own territory with it, then they would be declared as winners of this game. He was, after all, stronger and faster than her, and she’d secure her current spot on the scoreboard with some extra points to her name, given that she could manage to survive long enough to not get caught and be eliminated.

That would be a solid plan, wouldn’t it? There was a long pause as Chiyori considered. Though, she didn’t dare to turn her gaze back to Satoru — she could sense his intense stare on her. In silent frustration, she drove her nails into her palms. Eeeuuugh! She was going to be a pushover again now, wasn’t she? "F-fine!" She relented all too begrudgingly before he could begin laying out any of his arguments to her.

#nvictive #verse: student #thanks for letting me write dis! c:#he didn't even need to convince her she practically convinced herself lmao #ig for this event there also exist individual performance scores #do u think they’d put handicaps on gojo just so kyoto students would have even the slightest chance against them?#also to make it more of a (fun) challenge for him?#oh well i’ll just go w dis ig but tell me if it wouldn't make sense bc he too op #i originally had something else in plan but thought this was more fun #my chi is so useless in her first and second year 😭

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mysterycharacterbracket · 9 months

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Round L3, Poll #30

Remember, this is the losers bracket. We are matching up the winners of round L2 vs the losers of round W1. The winner of this poll will move on to round 4, and the loser will be revealed.

Character 51: A boy who despite doing his best to make his parents happy ends up having to walk away from his family all together. Burnt out "gifted child" who is now coasting through life by working far more than he should to battle with the guilt and trauma in his heart. He dove headfirst clothes and all into a lake once because he panicked. Writes a lot of letters. Cares alot about people being safe.

Character 13: A nonbinary Space dad cricketeer with a whole posse of adopted teenage children

#mystery character bracket #polls #round L3 #batch L3.4

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Michael's Magnificent Musical

“Alright folks! Give it up for the king of all things bluuueee!”

In the Halo of Humility, a Christian rock concert was taking place that rivaled Gabriel’s entertainment venues. It was at New Jerusalem Stadium in Holy City. Despite Gabriel having fame for communication technology, theme parks and generosity, no one could beat the oldest archangel brother remaining in heaven, who loved to show off his muscular physique and heroic charm. Fans were dressed in blue clothing, blue hats and carried merchandise with gold “M”s on them. Several kids carried harmless toy swords that lit up with blue lights that appeared like flames. Every kind of angel was there: saints, cherubs, elves, seraphim, thrones, Cleansers, and even some Exorcists. More Exorcists posed and stood guard with angelic spears around the stadium like honored veterans.

“Heaven’s number one Archangel, God’s right-hand man himself! Protector of all and slayer of darkness!”

There were more cheers from the crowd. Docile, Tirred, Timmid, and Sunna all cheered in the stands, all of them wearing light blue T-shirts with white “M”s on them.

“The Virtue you all love most…Archangel Michael, ruler of Humility…and humanity!”

In a flash of light, Archangel Michael leaped forward and posed on the stage, wearing his signature blue armor, gold shoulder protective armor, gold boots, a gold helmet with red feathers in it and a sheathed sword. Fans swooned over his sleek short blond hair and charming white face that looked very similar to Lucifer. Michael was often called “the obedient counterpart of Lucifer,” by many. In his hands was a red and gold gem-studded electric guitar, with the top part glowing with harmless blue flames. More blue flames ejected from the stage, in the front and off to the sides. His halo was gold and blue and his six wings were sparkly white. His eyes would sometimes shift from blue to gold. Behind him were the “Holy Ghosts” band members with angelic instruments decorated with gold, gems, eyes, and white wings.

“Hallelujah, Heaven!” he called out, the crowd roaring in response. Michael’s blue sigil glowed on the red curtains behind him. “Praise the Lord, Jehovah, Yahweh, and all that jazz! Can I get an amen?!”

“Amen, amen!” answered the audience.

“How are all you adherents doing tonight?!”

More cheers and “We love you, Michael!” from the crowd.

“I hope you’re ready for a spectacular show that you’ll remember for the rest of your afterlives!”

“Michael! Michael! Michael!” chanted the crowd.

“Right, I got lots of amazing things planned for you here tonight. But first, how many of you righteous devotees want to be strong heavenly defenders like me someday?”

A chorus of “Yes! Yes!” and “Me, me’s!”

“Well, I’m happy to announce that I will be starting a new training session where all kinds of angels will have the opportunity to show off their skills. Fighting, healing, properly judging sinners, and perhaps some performing! So many amazing events in one…like a triathalon but better!”

More applause from the fans and a triumphant lifitng of spears from the Exorcist guards.

“And just to let you know, even though I’m personally not a fan of the brutal torture methods of Hazbin Adam, the session will still be good for those who want some extra self-defense lessons and to see what being a heavenly warrior is all about. It’s about protecting our wonderful realm and showing true justice to mortals and immortals alike. No killing and torture is allowed, of course. The winner will get a chance to train with me for a day and a free protection blessing for their family! (In Heaven and on Earth of course, because due to the current structure of the Heavens, there’s not much we can do about saving Sinners in Hazbin Hell yet.)”

A brief silence with cricket chirping.

“But anyway, there’s always room for more esteemed eliminators of evil! The reward is worth the risk. Now, let’s start the show!”

Angels waved their arms and flapped their wings in excitement as more fireworks lit up the dim sky with teal and white sparks.

Michael played his guitar and flew into the air, doing ariel flips and tricks. He sang a song about justice, posing on the stage as the crowd stood up and clapped.

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! Here’s what the dudes are doing this day!

Sans: he’s been recruited by toriel to join the kids trick or treat pack. Sans is in charge of the 13 year olds. And he’s going as a bread winner. He’s in his normal outfit but he has a medal around his neck and he’s carrying a loaf of French bread lol.

Papyrus: he’s going to the massive costume party in ebotts city center of course!! Papyrus winds up horrified as once again he and sparks have the same costume. They both went as Mikey from the teenage mutant ninja turtles.

Star: because he took the Halloween shift last year, Star gets to be police officer job free this Halloween! He’s going all out dressed as the transformer bumblebee. He gets absolutely wasted trying to challenge papyrus to a drinking contest with sparks and passes out on a table.

Honey: pumpkin spice season hit hard this year. He baked his heart out this year and is now having a nice peaceful evening eating pumpkin muffins and passing out candy to trick or treaters with basil oak and rust. He’s dressed up as Romeo from Romeo and Juliet this year!

Red: he’s been dragged off to the party by orion this year. Red almost didn’t dress up, but to his horror, his friend had a spare outfit for him lol. Red is dressed as Morticia Adams. The perfect match to orions Gomez adams.

Edge: he too has been dragged away to the party by the scarily manipulative duo of pepper and sugar. Edge came prepared though. He’s dressed this year in a lovely suit, fake gun and spy tools. He makes a handsome James Bond. Edge is taking his job as designated driver very seriously.

Mal: he’s with the old lady squad of course~ and this year they once again coordinated outfits. They decided on the classic witch costume. Mals is purple and black of course with a corset, and lots of lovely gold accessories. He knows he looks good. He wine and lord spend time egging on drunk monsters at the party into fights for the laughs.

Cash: he makes a lovely Bubbles (powerpuff girls) this year! Cash is running around with bruiser and cricket planning their next heist. They’ve secretly hidden fireworks in the pumpkin decorations on the tops of the buildings at the party. The trouble trio have them rigged to go off all at the same time

Oak: this year he looks positively adorable in his dinosaur onesie. His coworker called him old like one and oak decided to roll with it. He’s stayed behind this year to chill with honey rust and basil. They had a baking spree and are enjoying nightmare before Christmas as trick or treaters come to the door.

Willow: he’s entered in a bake off this year as part of the Halloween party! Asgore himself will be judging. Noir came with willow for moral support, and the two brought willows beautiful braided pumpkin, date and dried apple pie. He’s a nervous wreck right now waiting for the results. He’s dressed as an angel chef with his white chefs coat, a cute little pair of wings, and a halo instead of his chefs hat.

Charm: he too has entered the baking contest, but charm knows that he won’t win. The cake he has decorated as a beheaded lions head won’t go down well with Asgore who prefers the cute cakes. But butch get him 20G if he made Asgore turn green and by the stars, charm will find a way to win that. Charm is dressed as a slutty hunter this year with a fake rifle, tartan crop top, and the tiniest cargo shorts ever.

Sugar: he’s with pepper and edge tearing it up on the dance floor. Winnie is with her grandmother for the night and sugar is more than happy to take this holiday off. He already took his daughter trick or treating at the trunk or treat her school put together for the little kids that afternoon. So he’s set. He’s dressed as a disco dancer this year and he’s really playing the part

Lord: of course wine and mal always like coordinating outfits, so lord is also a witch this year. His costume is mostly black with some red details, and copper colored jewelry from mal. Lord is a little tipsy at the party and is having fun starting drama with his buddies. They need to be stopped.

Mutt: he’s in black and white stripes dressed as a prisoner, and little freeloader is the perfect matching partner for this. Mutt has only one thing on his mind, to pick up cuties. And with the adorable raccoon on his shoulder, it won’t be hard. However he thinks he sees a familiar face on the roof…

Wine: he of course is a witch alongside lord and mal. His costume is mostly black with some gold details, and silver jewelry of course. Can’t have too much gold. Wine is on alert this party. Coffee warned him about a loud prank coming up so he’s keeping an eye out just in case

Coffee: he already had a game plan to hide away with slim. Coffee has his switch ready and several games to pick from. However he stumbles on the trouble trios prank by accident and has to warn wine first. Lord will freak if the fireworks go off with no warning. He’s dressed as a circus performer this year. Coffee likes the jewel tones

Pluto: he’s with sans trying his best to herd 13 year olds. It’s a thankless job made harder by the fact that a few of the tall girls are fighting over using Pluto as a prop for their costumes. And sans is no help. He thinks it’s hilarious. Pluto is dressed as a fluffy white cat this year. He looks adorable

Jupiter: he’s at the party of course!! Jupiter is on the dance floor with lilac. They’ve challenged some dance monsters to a battle and are loosing terribly. He doesn’t really mind though. Jupiter is dressed as zeus this year. He’s loving the toga

Pop: he initially went to the party, but after about an hour, the crowd became too much and he doubled back home. While walking, pop saw a flock of crows that were weirdly active for so late and decided to follow them. The crows led him to a clearing in a seemingly abandoned part of the city where he found a large pile of shiny mixed coins in a circle of mushrooms on the pavement. He pocketed the coins and picked a few of the cool looking mushrooms. But he can’t help but to feel like he’s being watched now. For how costume pop is dressed as Peter Pan this year!

Rhythm: with his leg all healed up, rhythm feels confident enough to dance his heart away, and that’s exactly what he’s doing. He even came alone to the party intending to just have a good time with no distractions. And he does. Rhythm has an amazing night with several different dance partners, he tries some lovely baking, and winds up going home with a cute human for an after party. His costume this year is pretty simple. He’s dressed as a vampire with a cloak and some simple dress pants and shirt. He wanted a costume he could move around in easily.

G: he wasn’t in much of a party mood, but green insisted and all but dragged G out of the house. G winds up spending the night hiding away with coffee and slim on the outskirts of the party. Slim brought a switch and some extra controllers and the three are playing Mario cart lol. G is dressed up as a mad scientist this year. Not very original but he wasn’t expecting to come either anyways.

Green: worried about his brothers flipping moods lately, green basically drags him to the Halloween party. He wasn’t planning to go himself, hoping for a quiet evening of cards with some of the other doctors at his hospital, but desperate times call for desperate measures. When green sees G slip off with friends, he does the same and happily joins boss. He’s dressed as Cruella deville this year.

Peaches: he’s hanging out with cider and barley this year and is having a great time at their drinks stand. It’s the first year peaches hasn’t run his own food truck so he isn’t really sure what to do at the party. He’s dressed up as a pumpkin this year to everyone’s amusement

Rancher: he’s on the dance floor bench pressing two other golem monsters. He’d bench press humans too, but he’s had a bit too much to drink and isn’t sure he’d be able to touch one without being too rough lol. Rancher is dressed up as Hercules this year, and he’s really playing the part

Snipe: sadly duty calls. As Asgore is the royal in charge of this party, snipe will be working full time. However his boss did at least have the guards dress up as stormtroopers. He’s kinda digging it

Bruiser: cricket and cash set up the fireworks while he did his guard shift. Like all the others, bruiser looks great in his stormtrooper outfit. He slips away during his break to check on the prank but runs into mutt on the roof. The fight afterwards nearly gets them caught

Ace: he is also on active duty this year. Aces job is to scan for bombs and gunners. Since he’s undercover, he gets his own costume. And he figured a ninja would be perfect for the role lol. Dressed as Naruto to slims delight, ace breaks up two fights, finds a thankfully fake pipe bomb, and discovers the fireworks on the roof. He lets those slide though since bruiser already told him what they were for

Slim: for once he doesn’t have to play security. Slim hates parties and knows he’s gonna be forced to go, so why not make the most of it. He and coffee plan ahead and both bring their switches so they can play Mario cart in the alleyway away from bossy brothers. Slim is dressed as sasuske from Naruto this year to match ace.

Butch: unfortunately for him, he too is on duty as empress is opening the first dance of the party. He’s part of her court so it means he can be called as her personal guard if she wishes. Alongside another guard, empress picked out two wicked looking knights in dark armor costumes. Butch looks hella scary.

Boss: he also has a rare break this holiday, and he’s making the most of it! Boss winds up being joined by green and they make their way around the city block saying hello to friends and acquaintances. He’s looking real nice dressed up as the winter soldier this year. Boss likes the face mask

Rust: he wanted an easy drama free day, and he really feels like a genius for crashing honey basil and oaks “party”. Rust brought mozzarella sticks so he was welcomed with open arms. He’s also in a onesie, except his is a tiger. He and oak think it’s a funny coincidence

Noir: willow has been stressing about his pie for days, so noir came with him to the party for emotional support. Also he really wants a slice. The pie looks divine lol. Noir loves using his cane as part of the costume, so he’s in an old English gentleman’s outfit right now. He looks really good.

Lilac: he went with Jupiter intending to dance a bit, and wound up getting absolutely plastered and challenging all these dance monsters to battles. Lilac is having the time of his life right now, and he knows he’s gonna be hurting in the morning. Worth it. He’s dressed as willy wonka this year and has candy in all his pockets to give to other drunk partiers.

Basil: he and honey planned together to have a chill Halloween. They baked like madmen the day before and are now reaping the rewards. Basil looks pretty cute in his jolly green giant costume and loves the kids reactions whenever they ring the doorbell

Gears: he’s with quill and both the tiny monsters are using their baby eyes to get free samples of everything. Gears even got a free bunt cake from one smitten monster lol. He’s having a great time right now and will be sad to leave. Gears is dressed up in a charming sun costume. The warm colors really bring out the glow in his chestnut brown eyes.

Compass: he’s running fast away from the pack of crows chasing him through the alleyways. The circle he’s been steering monsters away from had been disturbed and compass is scared the birds will make off with everyone’s wallets. If he can lead them away maybe the night won’t get ruined. He’s dressed in cameo and fake leaves to make a military uniform.

Lush: he started the day with sparks but ended it with salt. Both lush and salt are tag team flirting with these three monsters dressed as the Harry Potter trio. And it seems like they’re having some success. Maybe this night won’t be so bad after all. Lushs costume, a devil, looks great with his magic color.

Pepper: sugar has been looking forward to this all night, so pepper makes sure to drag edge along so he can really party with his friend. Dressed as a flapper, pepper is looking fine as heck and loving life on the dance floor

Sparks: to his horror, once again he’s matching with papyrus. They both had dressed up as Mikey from the teenage ninja turtles. Sparks accidentally ditches lush on the dance floor to try and beat paps in a drinking contest with star. It doesn’t go well

Salt: he left with lush as soon as sparks and papyrus started screeching at each other lol. Salt knows he’ll be fine there and he’s really in the mood to just find some cuties for the night. Lush makes a great wingman. Salt needs that considering he decided to be Winnie the Pooh this year. Not exactly the most attractive lol.

Orion: dressed as Gomez adams, he accidentally bought the couples outfit and had a Morticia outfit as well. But orion knows just the guy who will fit it! Poor poor red

Atlas: he was so relieved to see bruiser after being saddled with his boring fellow math professors all night. Of course bruiser is fist fighting mutt, but still better than talking formulas. How lame. Atlas breaks them up and helps them escape before the other guards can investigate. Dressed as black widow, he blends in with the dark well enough to get away

Cider: his family business is providing drinks this party so he’s hard at work making the alcohol! Peaches is welcome company as cider slaves away. He went for a rather simple pirate costume this year. He didn’t have much time to do anything better.

Barley: he’s the bartender of his family’s drink stand! Barley is dressed as a lavish looking pirate wench and is enjoying all the attention it brings. He keeps sending longing looks to mettatons concert though

Quill: he stuck to gears side all night and with him, has been using their baby eyes to get free stuff. Quill looks absolutely adorable in his moon costume, the light blue really bringing out the brightness of his silver eyes. He even got a free stuffy from a smitten monster.

Crow: this is no holiday for him. Crow had spent the last two days setting up the music concert for mettaton at the dance floor. And now he’s at the party keeping a close eye on the workers so everything can run smoothly. His uniform, a jesters outfit is a good costume.

Ram: this year he’s opted to join the sea monsters at sea shores boardwalk Halloween party. He sticks close to moose and fisher and has fun chatting at the stand. One of pitch’s sheepdogs has joined ram to match his scarecrow costume for the night.

Pitch: surprising no one, he stayed home to read and enjoy the nice night weather. However all the crows in the sky is unusual. Pitch looks up for only a moment before shrugging and going back to his book. Dante’s inferno is a great read. No costume for him

Moose: he joined fisher at his tarot reading stand at the boardwalk and is having fun chatting with people and enjoying the festivals treats. A few of how regular hikers recognize moose in his werewolf costume somehow and asked for pictures.

Maple: he’s also at seashore! He’s running around checking out every art stall ever!! Maple is taking close notes because he intends to enter some of his carvings in the echo festival. He’s in it to win it! His lanky figure is perfect for his tree giant costume!

Fisher: he has a tarot reading stand like every year, and is dressed as a fortune teller this year. Fisher put his soul into making that costume and loves it dearly. His stand is popular as ever.

Jasper: he helps every year with setting up the haunted boardwalk! Jasper is the chainsaw guy at the end this year and is taking his job very seriously. His ski mask had to be taped on his face lol.

Finn: after he joined his troop for the trick or treat pack, finn found himself with a little free time. He tentatively joins sails in exploring the haunted boardwalk. Poor finn nearly fainted when Jasper chases them with the chainsaw. Finn really suits his buzz light year costume!

Sails: when his bro came home early, sails knew it would be his duty to scare the soul out of Finn. The monsters of seashore really went all out with the haunted boardwalk this year. So sails merrily strong arms his older brother into going with him lol. His lazy Ariel costume makes a lot of monsters laugh. He taped two seashells to a skin colored shirt and is wearing green sequin leggings. Where he got those no one knows

Hook: of course his first stop at the boardwalk Halloween festival his fishers stand. Hook spends some time talking his favorite land living monster before rejoining his crew at the festival. He has a great time watching captain suffer through karaoke. Hook is dressed as the Mona Lisa this year to everyone’s amusement

Captain: his crew partied hard on holidays and it’s his duty to make sure they don’t wreck havoc on seashore. If that means suffering through two hours of bad karaoke then so be it. Captain will never admit he likes singing jack skeletons lament. One of his crew mates actually got him a costume this year, so captain grudgingly spend Halloween dressed as king trident.

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