#Beautiful symbolism and all ahh

[beauspot]

Thoughts on my second watch of Good Omens 2

i heard the fly buzzing in my first watch but didn’t know why and now i know

Maggie my sweet darling angel baby i love you

Aziraphale turning their car yellow

crowleys “no more dying” in extreme scottish.

Disposable Demon i’ll save you from these awful people i promise 😭

Aziraphale’s little smile when he says “smitten” to Crowley

i wonder if crowley was especially hurt because aziraphale seemed to be able to forgive gabriel who tried to kill him but can’t seem to forgive him being a demon.(still seeing all of this as a metaphor for internalized homophobia, like aziraphale knows he’s not the perfect angel he wants to be and he’s projecting his feelings about that onto crowley)

I can’t believe we got an actual ball. like pride and prejudice, bridgerton ball.

the beautiful score that started playing when aziraphale brought the chandelier down

i didn’t even realize that when they walked in the outfits changed. mrs sandwich made me realize(also i love her)

Nina being the only one to question the weird magical shit Aziraphale and Crowley do sends me so bad.

Season 2 took everything i liked about the first season (aziracrow, queer subtext, gay people, archangels, and beelzebub) and expanded on it

The adorable smile on Aziraphales face when he asked Crowley to dance 😭 he’s so pure(i should have known something was up, everything was going too well)

Crowley saying i won’t leave you on your own and Aziraphale saying i know 🤒

why isn’t aziraphale able to miracle nina and maggie??

crowley and mrs sandwich flirting. too cute

crowley saying he’s neither nice nor a lad.

crowleys little run in heaven when he’s following muriel

maggie giving the middle finger to the demons and laughing in their face when they tried to belittle her. queen

defensive aziraphale is so badass. just because he’s soft doesn’t mean he can’t stand up for himself or the people he loves

the random guitar solo in the final episode theme is so bizarre to me. why is it there?

ahh the raining hearts symbolizing crowleys vavoom plan!

crowley’s heavenly outfit not being white but “light grey”

the relief in aziraphale’s voice when crowley came back 😀

also him mumbling about the halo like he did with the sword 😭 but he sure loves to boast about the things he’s done right to crowley

aziraphale and crowley doing magic together has the power to set off alarm bells in heaven and they barely tried, they’re just in sync

saraqael was such a good addition to the cast.

crowley smiling at aziraphale going off on the angels and demons

“where beelzebub is, is my Heaven.” 🥹

the little knowing look after crowley mentions alpha centauri

the way they just interrupted michael’s speech by leaving 😭

i think that aziraphale was about to ask crowley to move in but that’s my opinion

the look the metatron gave crowley is so strange. i don’t like that

“JUST US. NOT YOU.”

“You’re not helping, angel.”

the softness in aziraphale’s voice when he talked about making crowley an angel again? how can you hate him! he thought he was doing the right thing!

also the miscommunication these two have is completely out of hand because crowley asked aziraphale if he said no and aziraphale hadn’t given an answer AT ALL to the metatron. the metatron told him to take his time. he went back to tell crowley the news first.

crowleys confession makes my stomach hurt. the way his voice broke when he said “we’ve spent our existence pretending that we aren’t.”. the way he had to force himself past his anxiety to tell aziraphale he wanted to spend eternity with him? fuck.

the way aziraphale tells crowley to come with him. like and through all of this they are losing each other, oh my god.

“i need you!” god aziraphale punch me in the face next time why don’t you?

i feel like in all this anger towards aziraphale a lot of people are ignoring that he put himself out there too. he was telling crowley he needed him just like crowley was

“no nightingales.” FUCK YOU GAIMAN

the way aziraphale touched his lips after. dear GOD. someone get michael sheen an emmy

seeing aziraphale struggle against his wanting to kiss crowley back and his fear and wanting him to come back to heaven further supports my internalized homophobia analogy

also even knowing the kiss was going to happen because of the spoiler it still didn’t quell my shock. nor did it ruin the scene, i think it actually surprised me more because it did not happen how i thought it would.

side note i saw some people saying they thought the kiss was going to be a cop out in some way. like a body swap or as a joke and i don’t really know why?

it just occurred to me that both aziraphale and crowley thought the other one was just doing that thing they do where they say they won’t help, or they’re on their own but they eventually come back not knowing that the other was completely set on these plans they had. this wasn’t like armageddon or saving gabriel.

the second coming…of jesus…

crowley cutting off “a nightingale sang in berkeley square”...i’m gonna jump

this being the ending for the next 3-4 years. oh.

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[voidzphere]

hey afterdeath likerz i have a few suggestionz on what reaper would call geno grinz like a maniac

"my rose/rose thorn" - i see this one get thrown around a lot and i find it really sweet and pretty, definitely somethin he'd call him. red rosez symbolize love and romance + if you throw 'thorn' into the mix, it'z probably referencing to how strong and sometimez arrogant geno can be

"my dove/swan" - swanz represent grace and beauty, and dovez represent peace and love. reaper findz peace in geno and whenever he'z around him, and findz him graceful and beautiful

"my dear/love/beloved" - more classic, romantic kind of stuff. definitely think reaper'z the type to lean more into corny pet namez unironically

"my candle" - referencing to geno'z melting skull and how he seez him as a light in his eyez when all reaper seez is darkness and death all around him (emo ahh)

"my snowstorm" - another white-related pet name but also because geno has a short temper and remindz reaper of a snowstorm when he crackz

"my petal" - similar to 'my rose' but more specifically 'petal' because geno'z soul is not whole, like how a petal is not a whole flower

"my angel" - since reaper is pretty much death he seez geno as the angel he couldn't kill (i can be ur angle or ur devil /ref). alzo representing how beautiful and bright he findz him

"my soul" - this one has a way deeper meaning to it since reaper'z soul had been lost and diminished for a while, so he seez geno as the reason why he'z still going. he hatez his job but at least there was one person he didn't have to kill.

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[kieranxvalentine]

Shine. [M. O'hara]

༻♡༺✎ Your world was usually bleak and grey, series of black and white. Color was a luxury didn’t get to experience. Your friends had long since found their soulmates and tended to rub in in your face. But after being saved by your friendly neighborhood Spiderman, you realized why you had never seen your soulmate. He was Spiderman. ༻♡༺✎ Miguel O’hara x Reader. ༻♡༺✎ PG! Soulmate Au ༻♡༺✎ 1.1k words ༻♡༺✎  I love soulmate au's so expect more from me- If you want to support me! Here's my link!

“Don’t worry Y/n!” “I’m pretty sure you will find your soulmate soon!” “You’ll find them eventually!.”

Each and everyone that you have ever met have always told you the same thing. 

That your time was coming and that it was going to be your time to meet your soulmate.

That they were out there, they were on the way.

But here’s the thing, they all have their soulmate already.

When you went out with your friends, you were jealous. They were all able to see the bright colorful lights of Nueva York at night. The got to see the rainbows and various colors in between, and not have to be stuck to seeing the world in dull greys, blacks and whites. 

Tonight was another one of those nights.

Your friends Melody and Isabelle decided to invite you out to go to a festival being held in downtown Nueva York. 

You tried to be happy about the event but your friends kept taking cheap shots at you.

“Oh my god! Y/n! Did you see the fireworks?” “She can’t see colors stupid. She doesn’t have her soulmate.” “Oh! You still haven't found him?”

You sighed as you looked up to the sky, seeing fireworks explode in the sky, but to you they just looked like white lights against a black sky. You could tell that there were different colors due to the varying greys and white but other than that. You couldn’t see much.

"Ahh.. You'll find 'em one day Y/n." "Hey, I heard you can get artificial glasses to see colors if you never do- OW!" "Aya! That's not nice!"

You felt tears were welling up in her eyes as her friends continually cheers and talk about the exciting decorations, lights and everything else.

“Oh my god look!”

Your eyes looked over to the Alchemax building and your eyes light up, Whenever this festival happened it was normal for their Spiderman to arrive and watch from afar, From what you knew from your friends and family, he wore a red and blue suit, that seemed cybernetic, his webs were a neon red.

You wished you could understand the concept of colors. You wished that you could experience that true feeling of excitement everyone describes when you meet your soulmate.

It's often described as a burst of emotions, a warm feeling that rivals being snuggled up in your favorite blanket during a cold day.

You hated that you were constantly left out of the loop when it came to things, and that your friends weren’t really helpful for what-

“LOOK OUT!”

A scream left your body as you were tackled as an explosion happened close by, You braced for impact, expecting your back to hit the rough ground but you felt someone’s large hands cradling you in their arms.

You opened your eyes and felt an intense pain shoot through your head, and you were knocked back onto your feet.

You groaned in pain as the person holding you helped you up to your feet. You finally opened your eyes and your breath caught in your throat.

You were rescued by Spiderman, but that wasn’t what caused your silence, you could see the colors of his suit, the way the red and blue merged together to make the spider symbol on his chest, the way the grey device he wore on his wrist lit up with orange colors. 

It seems like it affected him too, he took a step back before placing a hand on his head, you gasped as you watched him pull his mask off.

He had beautiful short brown locs and tanned skin, brown eyes with hints of red shades in them. He was handsome…very handsome.

You were silent for a while until he finally spoke up.

“So I guess you’re my soulmate, Huh?”

He raised a hand to caress your cheek, cradling your body back close to him, as if he was analyzing all the colors you had on, admiring the beauty of your skin, eyes and hair.

"Después de tanto tiempo, finalmente te encontré."

His voice was wonderful, it was like velvet to your ears. You nodded slightly, not understanding what he said. He chuckled at this before he slid his mask back on. He finally pulls away from you..

“Head home, pretty sure the festival is going to be over, I’ll meet you there.”

He quickly shot a web to join what you assumed was other spider people, leaving you in shock. 

Your friends quickly found you and they rushed to your side. “Y/n!? Oh my god are you okay?”

“What the hell happened? Why do you look like that?!” Melody yelled as she shook you.

“I..I think i just met my soulmate…” You mumbled out as your friends looked at each other before looking back at you.

“Huh?!”

“During the chaos?! Well who is he?”

“H..he’s…Spiderman..”

…

“HE’S WHO?!” “HE’S WHAT?!”

"Mama! I'm serious! I met my soulmate and he's spiderman!"

"Aye...I'm finding it hard to believe honey.

You were currently in your home, an apartment that was on the third floor of your building. You were cooking yourself something while on the phone with your mother. She had called to check on you after your friends had told her about the festival and what happened there.

“Are you sure you weren’t just seeing things, Honey?..”

“Mom! I know what spiderman looks like! We only have one in our city!!” You whined as your mother chuckled over the phone. She believed you…well partially.

She was just happy that you could see colors like everyone else.

You were about to ramble on again before you heard a tapping on your window.

You walked over with the phone, only to see your friendly neighborhood spiderman his mask off and he was waiting outside your window.

“Mom..I’ll call you back later..”

You hung up the phone on your mother (which you would probably get an ear full for it later.), and rushed to the window, opening it, allowing him in.

He climbed in through your window with a gentle smile on his face, this man was huge, around 6’9, which dwarfed your form. He placed his hands on either side of your shoulders as he looked down at you.

“I believe we need to get properly acquainted.” He says and you blush as you averted your gaze, only to have him bring your gaze back to his with a hand on your chin. You felt your heart nearly leap out of your throat. Butterflies were dancing in your stomach as he looked down at you with a playful smirk.

“I’m Miguel, Miguel O’hara.”

“Y/n…Y/n L/n..” You responded as he continued to hold you close as if he were to let go you were going to vaporize right before his eyes. He raises a hand to touch your (h/c) hair, as if admiring the color before locking his eyes with your (e/c) ones. It felt weird to finally see color, but the fuzzy feeling in your chest quickly quelled that feeling.

“U-um?..W-would you like to stay for dinner?..” You managed to stutter out as he finally let you go. He nods as he follows behind you as you guide him into the kitchen.

You felt comfortable in his presence, one because he was your city’s superhero, two, because he was your soulmate. Your eyes exploded with color when you locked eyes with him. 

That meant you did have a soulmate, you weren’t going to be alone forever in a dull, colorless world.

Miguel was a gentleman, he was polite and seemed to be perfect for you, besides him being, you know Spiderman. You found yourself talking with him until you ended up getting sleepy.

He led you back to your bed and helped you get tucked in before placing a kiss on your forehead, and leaving the same way he came in, out the window. 

When he was gone, you heard a buzz from your phone and turned to look at your phone.

‘My Soulmate <3: Looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you..’

You felt your heart swell as you turned back over preparing to head to bed, he had put his number in before leaving. You felt so giddy.

You had your soulmate, and He was also your hero.

©kieranxvaletine 2023 <3 Hope you all enjoyed!

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[two-white-butterflies]

coaxed you into paradise - c. 24

Description: The life of Saera Targaryen told in four acts. She was her father's forgotten daughter, cast aside as she looked nothing like her mother. Her younger days were spent beside her uncle. Years following her marriage with Ser Harwin Strong, she catches him in an affair with her older sister. She returns to seek solace in the arms of her uncle, that she's loved all her life.

(Coaxed You Into Paradise and High Infidelity Rewrite.)

masterlist for this series

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Dance

(Six Years Timeskip) 

“Larys remains firm on having you supplanted as Daegon’s regent,” he explained, entering the room with a letter on his hand. She scoffs - continuing to rock her second son, Daelon, to sleep. Larys was an idiot who tried to scheme behind her back - but she had eyes everywhere. There were rumors about Saera - that she burnt her husband to death. “It does not matter, no one believes him.” she dismisses, earning a groan from her husband. 

She was quick to underestimate the firefly, but Daemon knew that Larys’ treachery ran cold and deep. “Mysaria tells me that he is Alicent’s closest confidant.” he reasoned, a prompt sigh escaped her mouth. 

She was under the impression that there would be freedom after her marriage to Daemon - but after Harwin’s death, chaos followed. “I do not wish to return to the Capital. We’re fine here, Daemon.” she sighed. He takes a callous stop towards her, pressing a soft kiss on the top of her head - he looks down on his son, smiling. 

“There are vipers upon your father’s throne - prowling and sucking the blood off our dynasty. Alyssa tells me that our tapestries of Valyria have been replaced with those of the Seven Gods.” Daemon elaborates, wanting to return home and make a massacre of the Hightowers. “I know - we must defend our home.” she groaned, biting the inner corner of her lips. 

“We’ll return to Kingslanding.” she breathed - longing for the embrace of her daughter. 

—

She could hardly recognize the red keep. Its walls held pictures of the Seven Gods - bloody symbols that reminded her of Maegor’s war with the faith. “Muña,” Alyssa smiled - running to embrace her mother. 

Saera’s daughter has grown into a beautiful lady - with silver curls and dark violet eyes. “Alyssa,” she smiled - pressing a kiss on her cheek. “I saw the carriages from my room, then our sigil.” she beamed, glancing at Viserra and Daelon who were wrapped around the arms of their father. 

“Is this them?” she laughed, running to carry Daelon. “He looks like your mother,” Daemon notes, adjusting Viserra on his hips. Alyssa nods, staring at her little brother’s face. “He has the same nose,” she added, her brother steps down from his horse. “Alyssa,” he greets - eyes searching for Helaena in the crowd. 

She wasn’t there. 

“Daegon,” his sister smiles, leading them towards the warmth of the castle. 

—

Daemon shoves the curtains of his brother’s bed away from his face, his eyes ever softly peeking on the body laying down. His brother was writing in pain and agony - a mere shadow of his old self. “Kepa,” Saera beckoned, sitting on the bed. There wasn’t a great love between them, for he favored Rhaenyra the most - but for Viserys’ grandchildren, he adored all of them equally. 

“Alicent?” he asked weakly, eyes narrowing to see the figure in front of him better. His eyes were milky, his face showed signs of sickness. “Tis’ Saera, kepa.” she corrects with a soft voice - and he hums. The cause of his headaches. “Ahh, I see.” he hums, staring at his brother’s face - who hasn’t aged a day since marrying his daughter. 

“Brother,” he greets - a shadow of a smile on his face. Viserys looks at the children in front of him. “And who are they?” he smiled, showing his teeth that were half black. “Viserra and Daelon. She is five, and Daelon is a year old.” she introduced, placing a hand on her daughter’s head - showing her father that they were strong - and of true Targaryen blood. “We named her after you, brother.” Daemon added, hoping that Viserys was sane enough to appreciate it. Saera looks behind her - motioning for her oldest son to come closer. 

“This is Daegon, kepa - he is Lord of Harrenhal now.” Saera nods, combing through her son’s thick hair. A chuckle escapes the king’s mouth - “No longer the little boy that used to sit on my lap,” he continues chuckling until his body bucks due to the pain that he was feeling. 

A hurtful groan escapes his mouth, one of the maesters attempts to take a step closer. “Give me my tea,” he demanded - a servant hands him a goblet of white watery liquid. Before Daemon could stop him, he was already guzzling down the substance, emptying it - and not sparing a drop. 

Saera and Daemon share a confused glance. Daemon takes it from his brother’s hand, bringing the goblet closer to his nose - smelling the contents. “Milk of poppy,” he whispers - watching as his brother falls into unconsciousness. 

—

Alicent lowered her eyes under questioning. She began to curse the day that they arrived, for their line was hard to fool and not easily sent away - unlike Rhaenyra. 

“He was not like that when we left him.” Saera’s lips thinned, Alicent began to scowl. The Princess has been gone for six years, change was far due. 

“His health has declined, and on the advice of the maesters-” 

“The same maesters who have kept him addled on milk of poppy, so you and your father could warm my brother’s throne.” Daemon interrupts, sitting coolly on the gothic chair. He stares at his nails, finding them more interesting than the sight in front of him. “If you think it unnecessary, then you should see him without it. He’s always in pain - the poppy allows him to drowse into comfortable sleep.” she reasons, Daemon rolls his eyes. 

It was clear where the Hightower’s loyalty was, not to the realm or House Targaryen but to their own. “You cannot convince me that your decisions are for the realm, when Alyssa tells me that you plan on giving Driftmark to Lord Vaemond - stripping Prince Lucerys of his titles as heir - and by extension, my sister’s claim to the throne.” Saera accused. 

A bitter chuckle escapes the Queen’s mouth. “My decisions are for our family, my princess. Who is it that has taken care of your daughter during your absence? None but me.” she reasoned, pretending that she was given a tedious task. “Alyssa has done well on her own, not because of your guidance.” Daemon clears his throat, beginning to stand up and walk towards the ladies. 

Alicent’s eyes widened - realizing that she wasn’t getting away from what she’s done. “As a matter of face, I proposed an engagement for Princess Alyssa years ago to the King.” she brought up - the couple raises their eyebrows. “A marriage between her and my son, the king tells me that he would provide them a castle if the marriage pulls through.” she endorsed. 

Daemon clenches his fists at the thought of his little girl married off without a choice. “You may leave, Alicent.” he enunciates her name, showing her that there was no respect for traitors that attempt to commit treason. 

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[tatasoom]

PREVIEW IS SHOWING THEIR FAVORITE EPISODE

I've just watched an interview where Jimmy and Sea told that episode 9 is their favorite. Well, then it's a perfect moment to analyse some hints for the episode. Let's go!

1. The mind-blowing symbolism in clothing!

We've seen Day and Mhok sleeping together twice. First time it was after tennis club party and drunk_but_curious Day was wearing this white t-shirt you can see in a scene from the preview! The second time was when Day stayed overnight at Mhok's house and maybe you can't remember, but now, when they're having another night together Day's wearing pants Mhok used to wear back then at home!

So we basically have Day being quintessence of their previous bed sharing moments and I love it so damn much.

2. Sightseeing and the book

We'll have another beautiful way of Last twilight making us all checking ticket prices to Thailand. (In my case it takes my monthly salary just to go to Thailand and come back without all that accommodation, local transport, souvenirs, etc. And what about you?)

I also have some questions for these book scenes. As we already know Day and Mhok (oh, sorry, Danainat and Methas all of a sudden haha) gave this book as a present to P'On and P'Pla, but here Mhok is reading it again. Also he's reading last pages.

Could it be that Day's father have the full version of the book? It would be interesting.

I remember when I was younger I've found a book illustrated with portraits by my father. Of course it's not a coincidence and my mother just took this book with many others from their once shared home library. But what impressed me the most is that I also used to draw portraits in my uni years and it turned really good (not my words). And I have never ever learned how to do it, but even my friend who's really into art and can draw anything complimented one of my work.

I'm curious what Day can have from his father he can't even remember.

3. Fading reality

It seems after having some sweet moments Day is going back to black to vision issues. This leads to him asking Mhok to go to the mountains and see that last twilight in reality. The whole series is already bittersweet and so is episode 9.

I also like this excited Sea👇

4. P'Aof and mountains

Everytime we talk about P'Aof coming back with another iconic mountain scene I remember Mix (who played Tian in a masterpiece named A tale of thousand stars) wearing a winter coat and crying behind the scenes, because they had a very emotional scene at night and it was cold in that mountains. Glad Mhok and Day have a plan to see twilight and not meteor shower haha

Not them being goofy lovey-dovey ahh~ ❤️

5. The night of love

Okay, let's be honest we're all waiting for this Friday not only because of our love for Thai nature🤭

Day will be playing the guitar, Mhok will be sitting there wearing Day's t-shirt...

And then they'll have a night...

... that will switch their t-shirts by the morning.

Thank you for reading! I planned to say just a few words about upcoming episode due to the lack of material. How it turned out that this is an analysis I spent three hours making of... Anyway, I already love episode 9 sososo much for all it's aesthetic. Let's enjoy our Songkhla trip with Day and Mhok, let's find out what's wrong with Day's father and let's give a round of applause to everyone involved in making Last twilight!

Just one day until new episode. Are you ready?

A) no

B) I think yes, but no

C) have mercy, P'Aof

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[strawhatkia]

sunspot lover.

INCLUDES ! zenitsu agatsuma x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! general relationship hcs for zenitsu

WARNINGS ! demon slayer!reader, mention of killing (demons), cursing, me slandering zeni a bit cause he’s an idiot, lowkey crack treated seriously, me having to do extra research to figure out how a black person’s hair would survive in the taisho period with fucking demons, edited!

WORD COUNT ! 1.4k

A/N !  repost from an old account ! i love writing for zenitsu despite the slander i give him, dude's a really good character! now onwards my beautiful black zeni luvr, read and enjoy!! (present a/n: honestly i'm down to write a drabble on the hair part where zenitsu helps you grow it back and it's symbolic and everything...i just might do that)

reblogs and comments are welcomed and loved, so leave some please ! i will respond ! 🤍

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yup! this is YOUR silly, goofy ass man right here!

can't even deny him with the way he follows you around like a lost puppy

now as much I slander him, I do love him and his personality.... no really! i do!...he's just a lil extra sometimes

everyone was shocked when he bragged about copping you…or however they say it in the taisho era…what is it? courting you? 

how did this silly fool who can’t even stand on his own two feet at times, get someone as beautiful and as strong as you? 

but anywho, you do love zeni with all your heart no matter what anyone says

tanjiro was slightly confused (as everyone else was too) but glad that his friend had found a partner and inosuke…could careless, he just wants to fight but you’ll grow on him

meetin’ nezuko with him was too much for his lil girl crazy heart to handle; “two goregous girls!! in the same area as me!! this might be heaven!!” 

remember how he was chasing nezuko around? yeaaaa.....he’s doing that to the both of you now...

“zenitsu, sit down somewhere and stop chasing us you fool!!” “aw, don’t be like that! you love me, we’re together! and me and nezuko are good friends, aren’t we?” *concerned nezuko noises*

once he gets you in his hold, he’s not letting go for anything, not even for missions to which you scowl at him for

“ahh~ you smell so nice and you’re so warm and-” “zenitsu we have to go! you know, to kill the demons?” “noooo!~ i wanna stay here and cuddle with you!” “…..”  “HEY! WHAT’S WITH THE FACE!! DON’T MAKE THAT FACE- ALRIGHT! FINE! I’M GOING!!”

don’t be too harsh, he really cares about your opinion of him and, at times, finds himself getting insecure about your relationship

it's not that he truly cares what other people have to say about your relationship but it does hurt that he hears it a good chunk of the time

just gently hold his face and tell him that you love him very much, he really needs it

be careful though cause he’ll get really dramatic and loud and go “ha! you hear that guys! my girlfriend thinks i am amazing and she told me loves me!” or go bright red and now you have a koala that is determined to cling to you, crying into your haori

…a drama queen but he’s your drama queen

he’s can’t ever keep his hands to himself and absolutely loves PDA 

now listen sis, you gotta make a choice during meetings; it’s either you let him stay clinging to you and kinda disrupt the meeting or restrain him….but he’ll look like you just tore open his heart drama queen

please at least let him hold your hand or he’ll get worse as the meeting continues and now he’s just depressed

he is really dependent on your affection, you can get him to do anything and i mean anything

“zenitsu, if you go in there and kill at least two demons then i promise to hold you the entire night when we sleep” *he’s a new man now…a man with purpose, a man with dedication!* “for you, my love, anything.”

.... yea, it’s definitely that serious

speaking of sleeping, he loves sleeping on your chest, close to your heart with his ear right on top of it

with his super good hearing abilities, he likes to listen to your resting heart rate to fall asleep and it works like a charm

he listens so closely that everything else drowns out, it's his favorite sound in the whole world second only to your voice

he memorizes what you’re heart beat sounds like and uses that memory to peacefully fall asleep when he’s away on missions

or conversely, he taps his chest in the same rhythm as your heartbeat when he needs help calming down during missions

he could hear your very presence and immediately know it was you since he’s memorized that as well

“ Oh heeeyyyy y/nnnn!” “zeni, how did you know it was me? i was 15 feet away from the door.” “i memorized your resting heart beat so I just knew it was you!!” *heart squeeze*

during missions, it truly is the thought of you that gets him through the worst of it and immediately after he's done, he's rushing through most of japan to get back to you im sobbing pls he's so cute

he has a knack for doing and saying romantic shit randomly and not noticing how smooth he really is

“you know…i really love you and i’m glad you’re still with me. I want to spend a long time with you, whether it be killing demons or just settling down, i’d follow you anywhere”

now imagine he said that with a nice, warm smile and soft eyes, looking directly at you

and now all of a sudden, he's a lil poet im-

he just…loves you very much and is a total simp

now onto the part i am dreading…wash day

face it, we are in the taisho era in 'ye olden japan', ain’t no conditioner or shampoos or products at all made for your hair

HOWEVER!! there is aloe vera and many different herbs you can find and thank god for that!

just ask shinobu for help on making it and voila! you have shampoo and conditioner made from aloe vera and other herbs that shinobu herself made!! do not worry black woman, your curls are saved!

with that being said, zenitsu heard about it and when you explained to him that your hair is different and requires more care, he was on top of it!

whenever your products are running low, he's the first one to go to the butterfly mansion to ask for a refill! especially, if you've gone on a mission, he diligently checks those bottles to see how much you have left and makes sure they're full before you come back

he had always loved your curls, always playing with it to help him calm down or just as a stim

learning to take care of your hair was actually quite simple although he did mess up a few times but nothing you can’t fix 

he really loves to take his time brushing out all the knots and absolutely loves when you melt into him anytime he massages your scalp during shampooing

he really loves to take care of you no matter but doing your hair is like his favorite pastime, you're relaxed, safe away from demons, and he feels like he's filling out his boyfriend role

when you guys have time, you both sit together and do finger coils or twist each curl and then he’ll sit with you on a windy hill to help it dry or just fan you until it's dry enough man of dedication

he really loves wash day and counts down the days since you last washed your hair to make sure he's there when it is time to wash it

even if you're a lazy natural, if you let him because he really really really really wants to, he'll just do your hair by himself

but for plot sake, let’s say you both go on a mission and you're forced to cut your hair short because it's caught in a demon's grasp

whether it bothered you or not doesn't really matter because he is pissed

fun fact! in 'ye olden japan', a girl's hair means a lot but mainly that they are loved and cared for so when cut, it basically means that that she has been banished or rejected from her home to the streets

now to put that all into context, zenitsu is livid and worries that people will think you're loved at home by him. that demon gets the beating of a lifetime before it's killed but even then he's really upset and blames himself

it's a whole thing but he just really cares about you is all.

but to wrap it all up, he’d do anything for you and to this day he always thanks you for staying with him and for loving him the way you do, he appreciates you more than you think

oh! and when he saw gramps again, he told him everything about you and as he was leaving, he declared “hey, gramps! by the time i come back, the girl i was talking about will be my wife and then you’ll get to see her!! i know you’ll love her!!” 

i’m so fucking soft

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Dead Man's Hand 11 - Such Pretty Eyes

Dead Man's Hand Masterlist tags: engineer!reader, gambler!reader, loose canon timeline, eventual smut, fluff, action, casino aesthetics, touch starved reader, touch starved din, reader and din get on each other’s nerves, also they’re idiots, defrosting ice king din, cinderella vibes, everybody loves grogu

chapter summary: He has to find her soon, otherwise, he won't know what they'll do. warnings: show-typical violence

At first, everything is numb and quiet. Then she regains feeling in her toes and fingers, both sets feeling like icicles. Her neck throbs like it does when she sleeps wrong and it has no support. She tastes her dry tongue and tries to move her arms, but her wrists are stuck together.

Her cheek presses against the ground and her brows crinkle as she regains herself. With a soft groan, she rolls onto her back, made all the more uncomfortable when she realizes she can’t move her arms out of the way.

Din!

Her eyes fly open and she sits up, panting. The first thing she notices are the soldiers clad in white armor, their dark visors all turning towards her. For the first time in years, she is face to face with a squad of Stormtroopers. A horrified gasp leaves her breathless and when she tries to pull with her hands, she feels the cold metal around her wrists. They’ve stripped her of her shoes and accessories, just to add insult to injury.

“You’re awake.” She whips her head around and sees Bras sitting at the table, flanked by two Stormtroopers. He cuts a piece of well-grilled fish with his utensils, continuing his dinner without an ounce of remorse. Behind him, against the metal wall, is a sprawling banner of the Empire’s symbol, albeit with burns and holes. Her eyes survey the room, noticing no windows, just the large door at the end. Along the walls are crates and canisters, many of them dented and dirty in some way. “I’ll be with you in a moment.”

“Where am I?” she growls.

He pats his lip with a cloth napkin. “Patience, sweet one. You understand how playing cards makes one completely famished.”

You’ve never starved a day in your life. That much, I can tell. She keeps her glare fixed in her eyes, her vein protruding from her neck. Bras finishes his meal, washing it down with a glass of red wine. He makes a refreshed “ahh” sound and then stands, circling around his desk. “I warned you,” he says. “Did I not? You should have taken my deal.”

“I wasn’t interested.” She puts on her bravest face.

“And look where that got you. Regretting that decision now, aren’t you?”

She sneers at him. “Is this supposed to scare me? Look around you, old man. If you weren’t scared of me winning in the first place, you wouldn’t have set this whole thing up.”

Bras grins. Then, he tosses his wine glass towards the wall and in the moment it shatters, he wraps his fingers around her neck and lifts, his thumb pressing against her trachea. “What is it with pests like you being so stubborn? You could have had the galaxy in the palm of your hand!” She gasps for air, her chest crying out for relief. “But no. You throw it all away for what? Pettiness? Nobility?”

“Ah… hah… why not both?” she chokes out. His nostrils flare at that. Dropping her back onto the ground, she lands with a pained sound, then he delivers an open blow to her cheek with his palm.

“It’s a damn shame.” He kneels down, clawing her hair with his hand and forcing her to look up at him. “A beautiful mind is wasted on you. You could have been greater than this.”

She shivers, expecting another slap on her red cheek. Her heart races and she’s certain that the end is coming for her and it won’t be pleasant. “So… now what?” She breathes fast. “You’re gonna kill me?”

“Oh, sweet one. Not yet.” He flashes a sinister smile. “I’m certain the Mandalorian is well on his way here, coming for you.” Her face pales. “And when he arrives, we will be sure to greet him.”

“H-He has nothing you want!”

“No? He has a full set of new beskar armor. It will be perfect to add to my collection, in addition to the grand prize.” No! It is only now that her defiance drops and pure terror enters her eyes. The image of Din walking straight into a trap and being brutally assaulted, murdered, by the Stormtroopers robs her of words. She shakes her head. “My…” Bras breathes out in wonder, tilting her head. “You have such pretty eyes, especially when they are so full of despair.” With a dark chuckle, he drops her again. “I’ll tell you what, my little pest.”

The tip of his boot slips under her chin, tilting it up. “When he dies, I will remove his helmet. And you can look upon him all you want with those pretty eyes.” His foot presses down against her neck. “Let the sight of him be the last respite during your slow death.”

---

The doors of the elevator slide open and the Mandalorian aims his blaster, expecting an immediate confrontation. When he sees that the coast is clear, he enters a brisk pace making his way down the dimly lit hall. He’s taught Grogu well so far on how to keep himself clear of the danger so all Din has to do is focus on rescuing her.

He hears boots jogging towards him about to turn the corner, so he flattens himself against the wall. When they come into view, he immediately opens fire from their flank, yanking the nearest one towards him as a meat shield. It’s at this moment that his eyes widen at the familiar armor, but he does not hesitate in tossing the meat shield towards the ground and kicking its head. “Stormtroopers?”

Grogu’s face crunches in animosity, wrinkles deepening in his cheeks and forehead.

“Dank farrik.” His walk turns into a jog as blood rushes to his head. He hadn’t encountered these since Moff Gideon, since someone else stole someone important to him. Din expects there to be loads more of them up ahead, so he has to exercise some caution if he wants all three of them to make it out of there alive. When he hears more footsteps, he stops in the hallway and reaches for the small bombs in his belt. “Get back, kid.” Just before the Stormtroopers turn the corner, he sticks them on the wall and charges them, listening to the tempo of its beeping.

He stashes the blaster and his hand hovers over his choice of blade: the Vibroblade or the Darksaber. The latter is the more powerful weapon, but it still feels like he’s trying to lift a Mudhorn. No, he doesn’t have time for that. Din grabs the Vibroblade and readies himself. The Stormtroopers come in hot, their blaster fire lighting up the hallway while he hides around the corner. All he has to do is wait for the bomb to go off.

As soon as a Stormtrooper rounds the corner, Din delivers a hard left hook against its helmet to knock it back. In the small window of vulnerability, he darts his Vibroblade forward into the space between the helmet and chest plate, piercing through the softer mesh and disposing of the clone quickly. Just before he falls, Din relieves him of his blaster rifle, using the extra heat to return fire. The tempo of his bomb reaches its finale and he hides behind the wall just before it bursts into a cloud of fire, shaking the ground and scattering the Stormtroopers. He walks past the fire, coming up on a trooper trying to push himself off the ground. Din swiftly uses the flat end of the rifle to slam on the back of its neck, knocking it out cold.

The bottom floor is a maze of winding, dark walls, but he figures that as long as he follows where the Stromtroopers are coming from, he will find her.

Just hold on, please. I’m coming.

---

They hear a distant rumble and the lights flicker for a second. She lifts her head, listening for anything more in the dead silence. Bras leans back in his chair. “He’s here,” he says melodically. “Get ready.” The Stormtroopers make a crescent shape around the door, their rifles at the ready. Her heart goes into overdrive and her eyes glue to the door. Please don’t come in, please don’t come in, please don’t come in!

Another boom in the distance shakes the room, this time louder and closer. Muffled blaster fire and grunts of battle reach her ears. She breathes hard, as if her lungs cannot get enough air, and sweat cakes her forehead. Then comes silence. The door slides open and she holds her breath.

No one stands there.

The Stormtroopers exchange glances of confusion with each other while one takes a step forward. From the corner of the door, high pitched whistles startle them all and tiny blue lights fly through the air. They hone in on the Stormtroopers, piercing through their armor with precision and speed. One by one, the pins explode and make short work of many of them. She watches Bras’s sadistic smile drop in the matter of seconds.

The Mandalorian steps into the door frame and opens fire. Some blaster shots bounce off his armor but others make purchase on his unprotected areas, staggering him and making him grunt in pain. Two troopers gang up on him, using the ends of their rifles to knock him upside the head. “Din!” He takes a knee and a beating before he slaps a button on his vambrace and a stream of fire emerges. Pushing them back and igniting them, he stops his flamethrower and pulls out something that she had never seen anything like in her life.

A high-pitched hum fills the room as a blade of pure black light emerges from the hilt. Din has to hold it with both hands, but one swing slices through Stormtrooper armor clean. With Bras’s forces dwindling, he pulls a blaster out of his desk and stomps towards her.

As soon as Din finishes off the last trooper, Bras yanks her up by her neck, making her scream as he points the barrel towards her cheek. “Mandalorian!” he announces.

The Mandalorian slowly turns towards Bras, his weapon scraping against the floor and making sparks. Following him close behind and opening the canopy of his pram is Grogu, his big eyes narrowing. When he speaks, his words are clear with the bite of seething rage. “Let her go. Now.” He takes a step forward.

“Not one more step!” Bras spits, jamming the barrel deeper against her skin. “You’re going to listen to me, or you can walk out of here carrying her corpse.” Din doesn’t move. “Good boy. Now, let’s make a deal, shall we? I know you’re after the beskar. Let me go and I’ll give you two ingots from the grand prize. How’s that?”

She can’t see it, but she can feel Din’s glare. His shoulders tense and he takes a few more steps forward, the blade scraping against the floor. “No.”

“Th-three ingots!”

“No. Hand her over.”

“I warned you not to take another step!” She shuts her eyes, waiting for the click of the trigger near her ear. It never comes. Instead, the hands around her tremble and she hears pained gasps coming from Bras. Peeling her eyes open, she looks up and see his eyes widen, his tongue peeking out as he chokes. From what? The blaster falls to the floor and he lets go of her entirely and drops her, grasping at his neck.

Din does nothing, but Grogu has his claw extended towards Bras, his eyes focused with murderous intent. As he curls his fingers in, she puts two and two together, sliding away from Bras. Din storms up to him, lifting the saber and driving it through his chest. He clicks the button to draw the blade back, leaving Bras to fall to his knees. He wheezes as he collapses over, the last of his life extinguished.

Finally, she can breathe in relief. “Din!” He faces her and rushes to kneel down. As soon as he’s close by, he takes a tool from his belt and goes to work on the restraints around her wrists. The second she is free and the thick cuffs fall against the floor, she throws her arms around his shoulders and holds him tight. “Oh thank the stars! I thought he was going to kill you!”

He freezes, his hands sitting in the air awkwardly. But then he gives in, resting on hand on the small of her back and the other across her shoulder. “You… you were worried about me?” She was the one who was taken, she was the one being held at gunpoint, she almost died a minute ago. But she was worried about him.

She’s either really brave or really nuts.

“It was a trap. He wanted your beskar.” She pulls away, keeping her hands on his arms. “I--” Grogu jumps into the space between their bodies, his hands clinging to the cloth of her dress. She laughs in relief, hugging him close. “Thank you, Grogu. I can’t believe you came here… I…”

It’s a beautiful sight, Din thinks. Happy tears roll down her cheeks as she presses her forehead against Grogu’s her nose brushing against his. His hands cup her cheeks: a feeling he himself knows well. Din had only seen that level of protectiveness from Grogu for himself, never anyone else. She lifts her head, smiling despite what she just endured.

“Thank you, Din.”

His chest flutters and he feels his face flush again, despite the battle have ended. Words don’t come to his tongue, so he settles for an awkward nod. He helps her to her feet, letting Grogu remain in her arms for now. “Can you walk?”

“Yeah.”

He keeps an arm around her waist just in case. She uses one hand to keep Grogu against her and the other to wrap around Din’s shoulders, leaning on him occasionally when she needs it.

As they walk past the small fires and scattered, knocked-out troopers, Din has a funny thought that he keeps to himself:

In that moment, they feel like a clan of three.

#the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x you #the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian fanfic #work: dead man's hand #do you guys realize the smut is next #do you

[causewayguy]

Hi! I am Naomi and I will be taking you around my new house today. Cum on in!

Living Room

This is where I entertain my guests, usually by seducing them with my ultra short dresses or shorts. Of course, I go commando so I can flash my pussy lips to the guests sitting on the one piece opposite me while those sitting left and right of me can see down my top at my big big mammary glands. Since my 2 darlings, my neh neh become so big I lazy wear bra. So my guests always get to enjoy my boobies jiggling and bouncing in front of them. If you lucky right, you may get to see them pop out of my top also. Ooops 😉

Lights

I guess the main feature of my living room to point out is the lights, where I wanted to incorporate the feeling of ‘cum’ into this living space. All the little crystal pieces symbolize the cum you guys either painted on my face or shot down my throat. So every time you guys look up, you will be remembered of what is cumming later on and hopefully fill up your balls more. Waaaaa, so fast ah you? Just now your penis still medium sized only, but after I explain this to you, now my hands also cannot fit across it. So hard to hold now le….

Dining Room

This is where I feed my guests delicious food, desserts and me. I would lay on the table like this, food placed all over me for the guys to eat straight from my naked body. Utensils are provided but the guys usually go barehanded to grope every part of my smooth silky body. After the main course, the guys would move to dessert: my lactating double Cs and my juicy pussy. Ahh mmhmmmm…yes…just like how you are licking and parting my lips now. Please please please fasterrrr-ahhh!!! Hmm…I take a lot of vitamin C’s recently, so my juices should be quite sweet, don’t you think so?

Hidden Room

The whole idea of having a simplistic carpentry is so that I can keep my BJ room hidden. Tada! After the tease in living room and the meal in dining room, a lot of my guests are tired and need some release. Like this lor, I pull you by your boner inside then help you out of those tight tight pants *piaaak* and making sure you see your hard cock bouncing off my face. I am always very horny after getting ‘eaten’ so my guests will benefit from my *gook gook gookkk* deepthroats in here. This is the most common room used by my guests and myself so I prioritize the design and feel if this by putting tiles and mirrors. Like this *slurp slurpp* you can enjoy the surround sound effect *gcckkkk* as I choke on your big cock and you can see me 360 degree enjoying your cum as you unload your first load into my mouth.

Staircase

Now let me take you upstairs. The stairs are slightly dangerous because I wanted it to be glass and curving upwards, like what I had in my mouth just awhile ago. So you better stay close to me hmmmm ya like this, so I can lean back on your body for more stability. Lucky sia, you got a hard and long ‘handle’ for me to hold and grip. Thank you….

Study

Welcome to my study! One of the things I like about this space is the glass doors so it brings in a lot of natural lighting and also let’s me expose my beautiful body when I work naked. Come let me show you how I like to sit at my desk naked while going through my daily works. And guests like you sitting on the 2-sitter sofa can enjoy the unrestricted view of my pussy as I spread my legs like this. And the gap between the glass legs is for you to crawl and – uhhhhh, tease me… Come we go master room.

Walkway

Adding to the glass house concept, everything here is see-through. So my neighbours can enjoy my nude, well-fucked body every morning and night. Sometimes I get my guests to line up while I moved from one male to another sucking them dry. But today you will go straight to the master room.

Master Bedroom

So finally, we are in my bedroom. I put a lot of budget into the bed, beddings, pillows to get a great night rest after my hot, steamy fuck sessions (day or night). My bed is memory foam so please fuck me harder until tonight I also can remember our fucking. I am yours for 1 more hour on this bed, without my top and pants, so faster come to Mummy…. Yes, I give you permission to raw me, baby… Uhhh fuckkk you bigger than yesterday’s guest, filling me up so well. Am I as good as your fantasy hmm? Is my pussy as tight as you imagined? Squeeze my beautiful C cups now! Use it as your love handle and pump me harder baby! Arghhhh, I cannot hold it anymoree, feeling like cumming already baby…just…mmm…let…mmm…me cummmm~

Eeewww...why you lick my armpit? I already so sweaty le. Hehe your ‘di di’ still so hard and full of cum ah. Fuck me sideways now with my legs closed. Let you feel syiok syiok…. Uh uh uh… your rock-hard cock is spoiling my pussy so gooood. Feel my pussy clamping down on you.

Noooo why you stop?? Okay, I turn over now, please just put your cock back inside. Yesss, I can feel your hard dick inside me! My pussy so hot now! Ram me, ah ah, ram me harder! Ahhhhh, oh my god! Yes yes yes, so goood! No need, just cum inside meeeee! Haaa haaa hhhhaaaa.

I cummed so hard baby. Just now my whole body was shivering and shaking from your fucking le. One of my better fucks in a looooong time. See?! Fuck me until I stain my bedsheet. All your cum leak out to my pussy liao.

Master Bath

Bathroom – Eh agains?? Wait wait, let me catch my breath awhile la. Come, I bring you some place more exciting. See my bathtub so big, like someone…. My turn to return the favor, I want to service your ‘da da de xiao di di’. *slurp slurp slurp* Waa now your cock taste so much like me mmm mmm mmmm. Hehe you very naughty ah, hit my face with your hard meat. The sound so disrespectful…

What you doing! Ahhhh , softer softer… I still sensitive baby. Slowly fuck me against the glass. Let my neighbours see my big boobs smashed on the window. Let them see how horny you making me. Uh uhh… you still so strong after so many shots… I like… Yes yes, make me scream louder for my neighbours to hear me! Come come cummmm! You shoot another full load in my pussy, not scared I pregnant ah? Hehe. Don’t worry, another baby means my boobs will up-size again lor… 😉

Driveway

Thanks a lot baby, hope you enjoyed my house tour. I sure enjoyed it a lot. I need to go pick my 2 little darlings now. Hopefully no little sister or brother growing in my tummy la right?

Hehe. I think we need another house tour after I replace the toilet light. See ya!

[awigglycultist]

VHS Christmas Carols first watch thoughts!

Omg the opening number is such a bop

JAMES DOING THE GRIDDY OMG

I loved the "it's time... Pennies" lines

I love Janaya

Jim and Della are great

The songs are SO 80s sounding, it's so great, especially my hair/my watch, and they've all been great so far

OOOHH THE MOMENT WHERE SHE RUSHED DOWN THE STREET AND SELLS HER HAIR IS SO GOOD ALSO SCROOGE?

This song is WILD

"you're more beautiful than ever" AHHH AWW

DONT CRY NO

Omg Jim not wanting to say he gave the watch away yet and just wanting to be close to Della

AUGH

"because if just a thought can count why not just tell them how it was thought about" AHSHDKSKS

OMG JIM PUTTING THE WATCH CHAIN AROUND HER NECK LIKE A NECKLACE AND DELLA PUTTING A A COMB INTO HIS HAIR AHH

Omg Joey's, Lauren's and Brian's voices/accents in this

BRIAN MOUTHING "WHAT THE" AJSJDBSOS

Lauren's face when the match girls tries to get her to buy a match lmao

Btw the lighting in this show is beautiful

Poor little match girl just someone buy a match!

Scrooge again??

Oh boy here come the magi again

Matchstick Magic is so good

Oh boy the grandma this is where things start getting sad

Yup she's dead now

Oh Clark talking about turning a blind eye to ppl oh boy oh jeez

OMG WAIT THIS SONG TRANSITIONING TO HOW THE NEXT STORY IS ABOUT SCROOGE AND HOW HE LEARNS THAT LESSON

Omg Scrooge blowing the candle out

IT'S TIME

"and he really hates YOU" scared me jdjdjd

Love how they're like actually cowering in fear of him

I enjoying AJ's take of Scrooge and Brian's take of Fred

Bob giving a wave during "here's my man Bob Cratchit"

Scrooge standing on the set above Bob is a great little detail to make him scarier

Oh the way aj sings "theres something I need to sayyyy! Bah humbug! BAH HUMBUG!" scratches my brain

"Scrooge gives a shriek" "AH" JASKAKSISN

I love hurt how confused and scared looking Scrooge is

Ugh marelt forcing Scrooge to sit back down and turn is SO GOOD

AJ'S REACTION TO THE 3 GHOSTS

The ghosts wrapping him in chain omg omg

Oh woah new part to this interlude song

Jaime's voice here omg

Scrooge doing the jump rope too sjdbdb

The slow mo dancing shdhdb

Love Curt's young Scrooge he's such a nerd (I know in about to hate him)

Wait the reverse, pause and fast forward symbols each lighting up depending on if they're in the past, present or future

Ugh That Scrooge is so good

Omg the way Scrooge looks so sad when looking at Belle and then him getting up into young Scrooge's face when yelling at him

Omg the way he gets so quite on "you don't know what you've lost"

I know he's jdut on the floor bc he's in bed but at first it just looks likes he's contemplating life sjfbfjd

XMAS NOW OUR BOY

"maybe you're a greedy dick" "that one" djdjdn

Present PUSHING Scrooge and then making him dance!!

Go off Scrooge! Dance!!

Scrooge and Present dancing together is so fun!!

Plz the little dance in the interlude after Christmas Electricity ndndjdnd

Scrooge copying Present's dance lol

NOT THE HAND HELD MICS LIKE IT'S KARAOKE IT'S REMINDING ME THE ORGINAL AVHSCC DURING 2020

The way Curt shrugs after "Peter!"

THE WAY TIM SEEMS JUST LIMP PRETTY MUCH WITH THE WAY BOB AND THE KIDS ARE CARRYING HIM AROUND

Brian using the care bear as a mic lol

The way James says "harassed" and AJ says "nooo spirit" and James says "BAH HUMBUG" scratches my brain so much!!

OMG BRIAN ACTUALLY HAS BUTTON UP INSTEAD OF JUST THE TINY TIM RACECAR SHIRT

JIM AND DELLA ARE THE ONE IN DEBT OF SCROOGE

I love just how happy they are, they're HYPED

The way AJ says "tenderness" also scratches the brain

AUGH BOB HOLDING THE CAREBEAR THIS PART ALWAYS SAD BUT OUCH

THE WAY SCROOGE GOES UP EVERYONE TRYING TO SAY HE'S CHANGED!!!

Ugh the DESPERATENESS AJ protays!

GET HIS ASS DRAG HIM DOWN INTO THE GRAVE

THE MATCH GIRL THE MATCH GIRL OH MY GODDDDDDD AND HIS LITTLE DANCE WITH HER AND HE'S BUYING A MATCH OMG OH OH THIS IS GETTING TO ME

"SO HAPPY TO HAVE MET YOU" I love how intense Scrooge is

OMG JIM AND DELLA ARE BEIGN FORGIVEN OF THEIR DEBT

THE WATCH HOLY FUCK

SJDJDJDBAJ the glasses dropping onto the ground and AJ trying to find them

GOD THAT WAS SO GOOD!!!!!!!

#starkid #vhsccs #vhs christmas carols #vhsmas #vhscc #vhs christmas carol

[nanamikentoseyebags]

THE MOON KNOWS THEY'RE IN LOVE

Not just the moon, the whole world knows about it, but just today the most secretive couple finally stepped out of the shadows to shine on the BLR Gala red carpet.

The once enviable bachelor Nanami Kento has been enjoying a quiet life with his girlfriend Julie for several years now. The paparazzi have repeatedly managed to capture the couple holding hands out and about in the city, however, the lovers preferred to keep their happiness under lock and key, never talking about their personal life.

Now that it's official, we're awaiting tons of new pictures of this absolutely breathtaking couple. They walk slowly but confidently up the stairs, smiling softly at those around but never taking their eyes off each other. The gold details in Julie and Kento's hair seem to create a halo around their figures under the spotlight, leaving everyone around stare in awe. His hand adorned with elegant gold rings rests on her lower back, not moving apart from each other in the slightest the couple allows photographers to take a few photos before they retire for a small exclusive interview!

Julie! Kento! We can't even believe we're finally getting to see you two here today! Your outings together are a real rarity! Why did you decide to make an exception for this event?

*both laugh* well, this event is hosted by our dear and close friend Mara Wintour @margumis who invited us here, so not attending it would be downright a bad tone. We're just happy to be here, meet all these beautiful people and be a part of something as unique as this event.

Speaking of uniqueness. Tell us a little bit about your outfits, because they look absolutely stunning. Whose idea was that?

*Kento silently points at Julie* ahh, yeah, that was my idea and he just had no choice *laughs*. I actually came up with the idea when I was just flipping through the various options, trying to find something I could confidently say "this works for us" about. I really love it when an outfit has some unique detail around which the rest of the look is built. And so, I was sitting and thinking, looking at different prints related to space and stars and then it hit me. After all, the theme of the event is star crossed lovers, and for me it's about real tragedy first of all.

*nods* can you tell me a little about the symbolism in the details of your outfits.

Yes, of course, overall this is a story of love that was pure and true, a love that should be made by heaven. Two soulmates, two people blindly in love with each other, were bound together by the red string of fate *shows two red satin ribbons tied around their pinkies*. But the stars decided otherwise, the lovers were torn apart, the string cut. So here we are with bleeding hearts, tear-stained cheeks, mourning our love.

What a tragic story, I hope your love thrives for many, many more years to come. How long have you two been together?

Thank you *Kento smiles genuinely* five years of not so secret dating *winks* and so many more yet to come *Julie adds, giggling*.

The sweethearts are going inside to further enjoy the evening in the pleasant company of friends, well, and we continue to follow the events, who knows, maybe the most secret couple will steal a couple of kisses on their way.

#blr gala #BLR Gala '23 #julie and kento core 💛

[alienturnipp]

Hi Jura. How've you been? I saw your posts about your Pathfinder OCs and was wondering how you enjoyed those games? I'm glad they kept the ruleset very close to the tabletop and I hear that Baldur's Gate was too. The stories they tell are really well done, but sometimes I wonder how KM/WotR would have played if they had used the 2nd edition rulesets instead of 1st edition Pathfinder.

Hi 🌸

Ahh to be truthful I'm still very very new to Pathfinder, and the Owlcat games are the first ones that introduced me to the system. For video games I'm also the types to prioritize story & roleplay over combat in my playing experiences, so I probably have no way to address the differences in the rulesets in a satisfactory way. 😭 Sorry! (if my fellow pathfinder-playing mutuals & followers have some interesting notes to add please do tho, I love to hear people talk about these things in depth)

With that said I'm really enjoying the games! The stories are really well written and impactful, the characters are amazing (a big kudo to KM for the Nyrissa romance & to WotR for giving me so many hot women with questionable morals who drive the story in so many different ways). I love that it's text-heavy. I also enjoy greatly the dialogue trees and, for WotR, how the mythic paths influence the narrative experience throughout the game. I feel like I am able to create truly colorful protagonists and engage with the game's plots & narrative themes & symbolisms in such meaningful ways, so I'm having a blast!

On the other hand I LOVE the Kingdom/Crusade management modes. It's sure a pain in the ass, but I love to see all the snippets of story & crossing things off my list. It feels tedious but nice, like tidying my room...

In terms of combat, it's been a while since i last played KM, but iirc I was really going for the animal companions (Ekundayo, my Baronness, and Amiri) & my Baronness' own shapeshifting abilities - so it's likely i was going for a high-speed strength-in-number tactic, with Tristian to bring up the rear. For WoTR I rely heavily on my archers & rogues, with skills & feats that lower AC & increase attack rolls to make sure Lann's & Aru's arrows will stick. That's about it! I use very few spells in comparison...

I hope all that made sense! Tbh as long as I get to see Aru's beautiful character development, and read everyone's confused reaction toward my Commander's chaotic ways, I'm happy 💗

#alien turnip's asks #circuitvet #pathfinder #pathfinder wrath of the righteous #pathfinder wotr #long post

[foolofatook001]

I’m not sure why, but I personally haven’t seen much widojest content with TravelerCon?

so anyway here have this :D

He does not know how it’s not glaringly obvious now, with every new movement of his hands, every component he spends trying to paint her vision in the most vibrant colors possible. Suggestions keep spilling out of his mouth, because he wants to see her eyes light up in excitement as she thinks through the spectacle that is slowly coming into being around them. Everything she says, he gives due consideration; he does not dismiss anything out of hand. (Except the human sacrifice idea. That was perhaps a bit much, he thinks. Even if it was only a trick.)

He shows her his idea for the beach, the green-cloaked trickster beckoning new arrivals underneath his arch as illusory creatures draw the eye up toward the volcano, and her eyes go round in perfect delight. She hugs him and tells him it’s even better than anything she could have imagined. He smiles quietly, and continues to think of ways to keep that breathless excitement in her eyes.

She appears on the stage, arms spread wide, smoke billowing all around her and magical mirror images of herself at her sides. She is impressive, but she could cut a more fantastical figure, so he gestures in the air, and beautiful butterfly wings unfold behind her and her duplicates, decorated with the symbols of her god (and the moon, because it’s all about that subliminal messaging). She is breathtaking, and he feels an ache in his chest as her surprised smile brightens.

There is a man in the crowd whose eyes are not on the high priestess. They are fixed on him, instead, and there is a strange expression on the stranger’s face. The man gives a little flick of his finger, and a twisting throne of vines grows out of the stage, catching the keynote speaker and lifting her into the air, curling protectively around her form. She lets out one surprised laugh and then plays it off as the crowd oohs and ahhs below her.

The stranger sends him a sort of satisfied look, letting out a little hmph and turning back toward the stage, a distinct fey-green gleam in his eye.

Ah. He’s made her god jealous.

He smirks.

She realizes that some of her plans may not align with nature after the celebration begins, sending her into a momentary flurry of panic, and he promises to hang the moon in the sky for her, to keep it all together. Her gratitude makes him flush and duck his head.

He knows Yasha would be giving him pitying looks, if there were not so much going on.

#widojest #caleb widogast #jester lavorre #fool writes #travelercon #Caleb’s love language is spellcasting and boy was he showing it #he LITERALLY HANGS THE MOON I’m so normal #also I wrote this and then realized I did not use names #but ah well c’est la vie

[sunautsukushi]

Part 13 Reading erha 二哈和他的白猫师尊 + learning Chinese

🍚🥟 Hello hello! 🥟🍚

I was cleaning my drawer and found two really cool washi tapes!! One has TGCF main leads and the other has MDZS side character but I totally forgot I had it?? You can see one of them in the picture below, while the other one I'll show tomorrow^^

Let's get back to translating!!

(I did a little Chu Wanning eating wantons doodle)

BOOK TAGS: Xianxia, Rebirth, Action, Conspiracy, Angst, 1?v1 HE

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Instead of continuing the text, I would like to analyse the title of the book.

海棠微雨 共归途 (not the erha- title that is more seen now)

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For some reason, I got the version called 海棠微雨 共归途 Lovestory of the Prodigal (its title on Amazon) instead of 二哈和他的白猫老师 Dumb Husky and his White Cat Shizun (I think mine is an earlier version before all the huge publication and editing).

Translating the title directly gives something like "Begonia light rain and return home" lol.

A more accurate literal translation correlates to the characters: Haitang and Weiyu On The Way Home Together.

微雨 is Mo Ran’s, that’s the main character’s, courtesy name (Mo Weiyu) 海棠 refers to MC’s master, or shizun, who’s strongly affiliated with this flower. Haitang Blossom (海棠花, Hǎitáng Huā) is a spell, intended for silent communication specifically used by Chu Wanning, named thusly as the message is sent in the form of a Haitang Blossom (Chinese Flowering Crabapple).

Vocabulary:

海棠 - Crabapple - Hǎi Táng

Crabapple (or "Chinese flowering apple" tree) has a different leaf shape to Begonia 🌳. In poetry, it often carries connotations of elegance, beauty, and fleetingness. In Chinese culture, flowers are considered to have rich cultural and literary connotations. In literary contexts, 海棠 symbolizes homesickness, parting sorrows, and a variety of emotions such as tenderness, beauty, and fleeting happiness.

2. 微雨 - Light Rain - Wēi Yǔ

Rain can symbolize various emotions or situations, such as melancholy, renewal, or transformation.

3. 共 - Together - Gòng

4. 归 - Return - guī

5. 途 - Path/Journey - tú

归途 - Path of Return - Guī Tú

"海棠微雨" has set a poetic scene that could be associated with romantic or emotional moments. 共归途 creates a snapshot of the moment in time when the couple is on their return journey together. 

Practice:

Ok so not really practice but AHH exciting news! I finally ordered a Town Zi Ge notebook! It's coming tomorrow so I can finally practice in the squares~

I went for this one in the picture because it had high reviews and alot of pages to last me a while :3 plus the light cover might mean I can doodle or put some stickers on top!!

#chinese #erha #erha he ta de bai mao shizun #grammar #language #linguistics #mo ran #二哈 #二哈和他的白猫师尊 #fanart #chu wanning

[llycaons]

ep50 (4/4): super special extra reunion post time

I've said this already but for the uninitiated: I was a dumb idiot watching this for the first time and when this shot appeared I got all excited because for a split second I thought. I thought wwx was on one knee. like to propose 😭 obviously for several reasons that was not what was happening but I always think of it when they cut to this shot

ahh they're in the green of summer. growing things, life. not going towards winter. maybe the colors and season was why I think of jc and wwx's relationship as ending, but wwx and lwj's as persisting. that color symbolism is powerful

oh god those mountains are so gorgeous behind them

see he's wearing that patchy blue-black robe set from before! this could not have POSSIBLY been all in the same day.

anyway, bittersweet but ultimately for the best. not just wwx leaving to find some equilibrium in this world he's come back to, but lwj feeling the full force of his own affection and parting with wwx anyway. not exactly the same situation as lwj's parents were in, but significant all the same. wwx needs to be loved and cherished, but he also needs to be free. commitment (a collar) was something he feared in his previous life, and I don't think it's a stretch to say even now he's jumpy about it. after years of persecution and violence, letting him feel everything he needs to, establish himself in the world, and then come back when he's ready is one of the best things he can do for himself. staying in CR for a few weeks to rest and get ready to go back on the road made sense, but several things in cql point to CR not being wwx's preferred permanent home, especially the way this finale played out

lwj looks so beautiful in these shots my goodness. and he's not wearing all white anymore :)

wwx and lwj (and this shot) are SO dramatic I'm sure they didn't need to do All That. and yet they did. and I'm happy for it

ah but he'll still miss lwj. he plays the song as he goes - don't forget, I'll be back to ask about this. I still care about you. I won't forget either. I'll see you again

this must be a fragment of conversation from the walk up. I think wwx does know - he's teasing, and lwj is reassuring - yes, I know it. I've known it for a long time. I'll tell you, when you come back

one of the most formative pieces of meta I've read described the name of the song as lwj's confession piece, which is why I always find it odd that postcanon fics don't often incorporate it. I guess if you're not worried about censorship, you can just have them make out. but it's such an elegant and thematically appropriate mechanism of confession, and the deep significance it holds to the characters make it especially suitable. that's how I envision the confession happening

back to wwx after an unspecified amount of time, but definitely not the same day unless wwx very quickly and without stopping his music changed clothes. I think, minimum three months, max 12 . probably more like 6-8

reading get-togethers, I always get nervous about him standing right near the cliff edge. what if he falls! but he's easily 10 ft away from the edge so I guess I can rest my heart

on that topic, there's not much cover for them. if they wanna fuck it's going to be right out in the open. unless they pitch a tent or something ig

but honestly, if they never so much as kissed before this, they're probably going to take their time getting closer. they jumped right into intimacy in the book but even with their more consistent relationship here I think it would take a while. if they DID kiss in ep43, maybe not quite so long, but it's not like there's a rush. they're together, they'll go at their own pace. I feel like a lot of fics rush it, but sometimes the journey fun and exciting all on its own

ah this is so beautiful

HERE IT IS!!!

oh and he FREEZES. I always assumed they planned to meet, but he seems genuinely shocked here, so maybe not

aw I always liked this smile. a secret little thing, private and excited. anticipatory

and there he is with the 🥺 vibes. before he breaks out into the big smile, he just turns with that look like this is the most important thing he's ever looked upon

and there's that smile. he's okay, he's okay. we've come full circle, right down to a cliffside meeting. he's happy, and healthy, and ready. he made it! and now the next chapter of their lives can begin

man I don't even know what to say. it's the end! what a journey. what a performance from everyone. what a lot to digest. what a lot to love. what a lot of grieve. this story will be with me for the rest of my life no matter what. wei wuxian and lan wangji, always in my heart. I love you all

personal highlights:

when I picked up that jgy was giving lxc a test, that was neat

lqr, running up, yelling "running is prohibited! loud voices are prohibited!"

jin ling looking over for wwx with such a yearning expression on his face...

the entire scene in the autumn courtyard. TAKE CARE 😭

wwx being happy and playful with chenqing 😊

wwx happy crying!!! as is his right!

waving bye with his dizi like he did when he was young!

wwx's mid-forest crying really did hit me ugh xz was so good in this episode as he always is

lwj playing in the springs and wwx walking down to join him on dizi...what was happening there 👀

remembering their shared vow and 'you deserve to be wei ying' are like two of the highest points in the SERIES for me

wwx quoting the 'do not associate with evil' line to nhs lmao

I really do love the entire cliffside separation scene AND the reunion scene of course but of particular note

them being dramatic and going in opposite directions of a massive mountain

"When I return, you better have a name for this song"/"I have long known it."

wwx freezing when he hears his name in lwj's voice, the tiny smile, the slow turn, the big relieved grin. my god. my god. all of it.

everything is just so beautiful 😊🥰♥🎉🎇❤🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍 and love is real!!! thank you the untamed!!!!

#I panic a little when I realize it's a character's very last appearance. this is such a long show #how can anyone just stop showing up? but it ends! they all do! #cql re-rewatch

[queer-as-used-by-tolkien]

Wait- I'm super intrigued by your bio. "Story theory." What is this referencing? Is there a particular story theory??

ahh, my bio!

"Main fandoms: GW2, Middle-Earth, and reality. Fiction enthusiast and student of story theory. What is reality but the story of the Creator, the Author, the Word - Jesus Christ?"

Needs some updating, clearly - I've moved GW2 activity to a sideblog and I need to add Miraculous Ladybug. But your question is abt story theory! Thanks for asking! Let's dive in!

By story theory I primarily mean 'what is the art of storytelling, and telling stories well.' I mean the big things such as the study of character arcs, narrative themes (a quite extensive field on its own), plot structure, symbolism, truths and lies, the role of backstory and character motivation, major, side and background characters, narratively condemning or exalting various traits, qualities, actions, etc. etc. as well as, perhaps, the more basic concepts such as show-dont-tell, scene-and-sequel, narrative foils, etc.

What story theory is NOT is things like grammar, how to use punctuation, paragraphs, or quote marks, formatting chapters, and the like.

As far as I know there is no 'one particular' story theory, although I suppose different people have different answers to some of the questions (such as how many acts are in one story or how many basic types of stories there are).

I have learned most of my story theory from K.M. Weiland's blog, Helping Writers Become Authors, as well as the book Techniques of the Selling Writer by Dwight V. Swain.

As a side note, I particularly love seeing how fiction mirrors reality and I do greatly believe we are all living stories, that the world has its story, that History is God's Story, and so on. That's what makes fiction compelling - because we've lived it or seen it lived. God is the author(ity) of the universe and I think that's beautiful.

And I love analyzing it lol.

I can answer more specific questions as well if you like! I llve this subject! Thanks for asking!

#Narrative theory #Story theory #christianity #faith

[aurodontdoit]

A Feast For The Eyes: Sanji X Reader

Sanji X Reader

This is told from Sanjis perspective.

Warning: Sanji has a dirty mind! Fluffy, implied smut.

"Hey Sanji, could I please have another Oat cake?" Nami asked

"Anything for you Nami-swan~" 

"Oi! Cook! Make that a double with more honey mead!" 

"Fuck off, Moss head!!" 

"Ahh a beautiful event with beautiful maidens dancing about in the warmth of the sun! Such angelic beings swaying to the music, wrapping red and green ribbons around the base of a pole as a flowery wreath sat at the top. I was informed by my mystical y/n, that the maypole is a symbol of sexual union between the goddess and the God of the earth. Such a union I could only dream on experiencing with my lovely goddess, Y/n - swan… ohh the agony, I wonder where my beloved is, I bet she's being hassled by Luffy to grab some food for him.." I thought to myself as my attention was divided between the delicacies I'm cooking, and the wonderful sights all around. Soon enough, I spotted my beautiful y/n swan, dancing in the crowd with the other maidens… her smile is as radiant as ever, but her outfit is just as stunning. Is it possible for anyone to be so beautiful in white? The dress she's wearing hugs her curves and shows the faintest trace of her delectable physique.. if it weren't for the fact that I'm running the food stand, I'd be over there with her, running my hands over her stunning figure, kissing her neck, and hoping she'd make those sounds I can't get enough of. 

"Hi Sanji." Her angelic voice snapped back to reality as I turned to look towards her. My eyes do not deserve to see such beauty, but she has blessed me with such a privilege. 

"Are you alright, honey?" Her silky voice beckoned, making my knees buckle. 

I clear my throat, and smile before responding with a "I am now that I have you here, my love~" 

Her face redens as she let's out that beautiful giggle of hers, and once again, I'm reminded of all the ways I love her, and all the ways that I crave her. 

"Are you available tonight?" She asked me.

"Oh uhh yeah, why?" I played it off cool, but I feel like she saw right through me. 

"I was wondering..do you wanted to go ummm A-Maying with me?" She blushed while stammering. Such a cutie! 

"Sure! whats A-Maying?" 

Her response came shortly after she recovered her rosy cheeks, cradling them in her delicate hands. 

"I-its when couple go and spend the night in the woods or the fields, and they… m-make love before gathering the seasons first hawthorn blossoms.. we use them for decorating our home." She squeaked so adorably, I thought I was going to be propelled to the moon! 

"Y-you want to m-m-make love with me? In the woods?!?" I felt my heart pound in me chest. 

I could imagine it now, her gorgeous being, tangled up in me underneath the light of the moon, her skin illuminated by the light, as if she were born from starlight, and moonbeams, the heavens above envying our love in its most sacred, intimate form. Everything about her is magic in itself, and she wants me? I'm the luckiest man alive… 

She nods before blushing furiously. "Y-yes.. is that okay?" She asked. 

"Its more than okay with me my darling~ so when do we leave?" I ask before gently taking her hand in mine. 

"Well, we leave at dusk after the bonfire… but.." I notice her body language shift underneath my gaze before I pick her up, bridal style. 

"Say no more, y/n my love~" I husked into her ear before kissing her neck, she blushes and whimpers softly while gripping my shirt. "Say the words, and I'm yours baby~" I purr to her.

"I need you Sanji~" she breathed

"And I crave you my dear~" I smirk before carrying her off to the nearest field. 

Ahh Beltane… a joyous occasion indeed. 

"Ohh Sanji!~" 

 

Masterlist

#sanji x reader #one piece x reader #beltane #auroposts