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bejeweledreverie · 3 months

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Where The Ocean Waves Met My Anxious Heart And Your Strong Embrace

wc: around 1.5k

warnings: reader almost drowning (as a flashback), mentions of fear of death, panic attack, written in 1st person, english is not my first language, ooc rafe?, fluff, not fully proofread

a/n: AAAA my first fic and i am not sure how to feel about it. truly hope it makes sense. comment if you want to be added to the taglist for future fics (ideally would love to put out one fic every week but we'll see how that goes ;-; )!! if you liked this, please comment and reblog <333

p.s. can't decide if the title fits this at all

I never liked him. In fact, I want to gag anytime the name ‘Rafe Cameron’ leaves someone's mouth. He had somehow (unsurprisingly) lived up to his title in the Outer Banks, the Kook Prince. An arrogant and cocky asshole was all that he was to me.

I never really cared about the whole Pogues and Kooks thing. I was friends with both, in fact Kie, Pope, John B and JJ were some of my closest friends. Just because I live in Figure Eight, doesn’t make me better than those who live on the Cut. That is what my parents always taught me, since both of them also used to be Pogues.

But I was never gonna live it down when it came to the eldest Cameron offspring. He always calls me ‘the rip-off Kook’.

Sarah and I have been best friends since forever, but I never got along with Rafe. Ever. Even when we were kids, he always annoyed me, trying and often succeeding at pissing me off or upsetting me.

You would think that we would’ve grown out of our childish antics as time went on, but it only got worse. We could never pass each other without sending glares or saying snarky remarks.

It’s a Friday night in late June. My family and I are at Cameron's for our annual summer barbecue.

I had left my camera there a couple days prior after a sleepover with Sarah. As always, I was tasked to document the gathering, so I went inside to look for it.

And that is why I found myself in Rafe’s room, looking for my camera, that Sarah had left there for some unknown reason to me.

I had been in there a couple times before, but I never had the chance to check it out completely.

I was surprised to find the wall behind his bed covered in photos. Was he also into photography?

My eyes drifted to the window that overlooked the front yard of Tannyhill.

There was soft music playing, as our families were conversing, sipping on wine and enjoying the food. My need to capture this moment became unignorable. But as I turned to grab my camera from his desk, I saw Rafe standing behind me. I flinch from his presence.

“Jesus, can you not creep upon people like that?” I say.

“Didn’t mean to scare you, sweetheart,” he answers, a lazy smirk on his lips.

I roll my eyes at the nickname, turning back to the window.

“What are you doing in my room, Y/L/N?” he asks, as he moves to stand next to me.

“Came to get this,” I picked up the camera from the desk and prepared to snap the photo I was planning on taking before Rafe interrupted me.

“I find it hard to believe that you only came to take your camera, you wanted to snoop and find something to blackmail me with,” he says, jokingly accusing me with a smirk on his face.

“Oh Cameron, I have known you for over a decade, pretty sure I have enough dirt on you as it is,” I laugh slightly, as I adjust the camera settings.

“Really, because in all these years you have never used it on me.”

“Knowledge is power, Rafael. Don’t expect me to play all of my cards out at once,” I say, zooming in a little bit on the party in the yard.

Once I’m finished taking the photos, I turn to Rafe, finding him already staring at me. I’m used to receiving glares from him, but this time his eyes held something else. An emotion I can’t describe. His gaze was intense.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, I turned to look at the photo covered wall.

“I didn’t know you were into photography,” I say, absentmindedly admiring each photo.

Rafe looks down at his shoes, nervously scratching the back of his neck.

“Yeah, I, uh, always wanted to try it and I ended up liking it a lot.”

My eyes settle on one particular photo. It’s a photo of the ocean, which appears to be right before the storm.

I look at the date in the bottom right corner and my body freezes.

I can feel the water filling my lungs and I can hear the storm again. The fear of death clouds my brain.

All of a sudden I’m hiccuping for breaths and I feel my legs give out.

…

It was supposed to be a stupid dare, but my stubbornness knows no boundaries.

When JJ jokingly challenged me to surf in the storm, I should’ve just laughed it off, but I didn’t.

Everything was going well, until the wave threw me off the board and I was pushed underwater.

The storm had gotten stronger, so did the waves, and I could barely breathe in when I came up, as another wave pushed me below the surface. Safe to say I was drowning.

I was so scared, but I couldn’t scream out for help. My limbs were burning from trying to stay above water and slowly I gave in.

Suddenly, I felt strong arms wrap around me and attempt to pull me out.

Then it all went black.

…

I felt Rafe’s arms wrap around me to keep me from falling as I choked out a sob. It was like I was experiencing that day all over again. I couldn’t breathe properly and I was shaking like crazy.

“Hey, Y/N, hey! Look at me. You’re safe, you’re not in the water. Just breathe.”

His proximity, my almost drowning, it was too much for me. I tried to wriggle out his grip, failing, as his arms around me only tightened.

“It’s okay, you are safe. I am here.”

I finally let myself collapse into him, sobbing into his chest. He started to rub my back soothingly, while whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

The blurry images of the waves crashing still flooded my brain.

“I thought I was gonna die,” I sobbed

His arms only tightened around me hearing that sentence.

Once I was calm enough, I pulled away slightly. Rafe was already staring at me, and once again, I couldn’t describe the emotion behind his eyes. Was it pityness? Worry? Or was it care?

No, there is no way he cares about me. We hate each other. Right?

I find myself staring back into his captivating blue eyes.

And then the puzzle pieces start falling into place.

“You saved me that day,” I state, my eyes widening with the realization.

Rafe looks away, his hold on me loosening.

Oh my god. That’s why he knew what my panic attack was about. That’s why after the accident he didn’t talk to me for weeks. Does he actually care about me?

“Rafe, why did you never tell me?” I ask, my hand on his jaw, turning his head so he looks at me.

He sighs, before getting up and walking towards his photo covered wall. He takes off the picture of the ocean from the wall and gestures to me to sit on his bed.

“I, uh,” he starts nervously, “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want things to change between us."

I sat down in front of him, waiting for him to elaborate, nervous as to where this was going.

“Y/N, no matter what happened, you were always there to call me out on my bullshit, whether that was treating my sister poorly or bullying others. You always knew how to put me in my place and I didn’t want that to change.”

I look at him, surprised.

The boy who pulled on my braids in elementary school, the boy who knew which buttons to push to annoy me, that same boy was now sitting in front of me telling me that I am the only thing in his life that he can count on.

He worriedly flips the photo to the other side and hands it to me. I take it and look at the writing on the back of it.

Once I read it, it didn’t take long for our lips to meet for a gentle kiss that is filled with years of pent up emotions and feelings that we didn’t know were there.

His hands are gently cupping my face, as if he was afraid I would break.

When we break apart, a little breathless and dizzy, I once again look at the inscription of the photo and I know that I have never been so sure about something in my life before. Somehow everything that had happened over the last 10 years made perfect sense. And even the accident made sense, because without it, we wouldn’t be here right now smiling shyly at each other.

On the back of the photo, in squiggly handwriting, were written 6 words.

The day I almost lost her.

@winterrrnight @h34rtsformilli

#rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #drew starkey x reader #rafe x reader #outer banks #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe obx #rafe imagine #rafe cameron x you

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fivewholeminutes · 4 months

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so. wembley.

Once I have finally gathered my wits the words did not want to stop coming. This rambling is long; apologies for that. And for the messed up tenses I hate tenses we only have one past tense why is English like this

No photos/videos yet, they are still not properly checked/deleted/edited by me.

It was. Unsurprisingly. One of the best days of my life. But also, I don't remember much from my life, so don't trust me on this one. (Kidding, it totally WAS one of the best days of my life). And uhh... I have a problem with processing events and emotions, so it still feels like I have seen it on a TV screen instead of, you know, actually, physically having been there? Idk how to explain that, I still have to convince my brain that I've been there. I feel detached from it completely. But!! I!! Have!! Been!! There!!

I woke up so early that foxes were still roaming the streets. Didn't talk much with people around me in the queue (hello anxiety), but they were lovely! I signed the blue flag for iii from me & Lia, got the sticker for Projekt Atlantic, received some bracelets, exchanged some bracelets, put some sea creatures tattoos on people (LIA I FORGOT TO GIVE YOU THE WHALE!!!), slept on a pavement, bought merch for myself and others (I've never had anyone to buy concert merch for before, it's such a nice feeling 🥺).

And queueing for so long was so fucking worth it! Third row, baby!! For the first time in the middle!! (Which was my downfall later, but the pre-show me was not aware of that just yet). I couldn't actually hear HEALTH that well, but I really liked their drummer, he was enjoying himself and his joy was contagious. (I've checked them later though and. Last album, my beloved.) During the break, well, you all know what was happening, I have been liveblogging everything (sorry about that <3). The moment someone in the crowd literally screeched when they saw the new masks on instagram was a blessing, I wouldn't have survived seeing them in new masks without a warning. Also, my blind ass would probably realise 3 songs in that they have different masks, I shit you not. Besides, it was super fun having a mental breakdown here on tumblr with y'all <3

When Espera entered the stage, everything else stopped being of any importance to me. I remember my first thought was "oh yeah, sure, the ladies are dressed up and moving like this and you expect me to focus on anything else that is happening on this stage?". And of course, my second thought was "I GOTTA TAKE PICTURES FOR DARYA". Naturally, I was trying to keep up with everything else anyway. I haven't seen ii all too well though and it makes me sad :( Alas. I've had a good vantage point for the ladies. Yeah. Brain went brrrrr every time I was looking at them. Where was I again-

I was still coughing at that time. I got a terrible coughing fit after literally 3 short screams during HEALTH and my idiot ass has left all the lozenges except one in the hotel room an hour before the door opening. I thought I would have to spend the rest of the night not singing along nor screaming and felt utterly heartbroken for a few minutes, but after my Holy Grail Lozenge (and a LOT of water from the venue's crew) my cough has abandoned me for the duration of the whole ritual (thank you, Sleep). Even though, when Sam told us that we have to sing, my only thought was "I CAN'T FUCKING SING EITHER, MATE". But I did. Oh, I so fucking did. I sung my lungs out and did not cough even ONCE.

But you know. I was exhausted, anxious, surrounded by strangers and had more sugar in my veins than red cells at that point, so I wasn't my best self. I really thought the karaoke was for shits and giggles at first. "Oh yeah, it's The Most Popular Song, let's see how it sounds when 10k people sing it without the singer's help!", you know. Thought it was for the recording the announcements warned us about. But then we sung Granite. Ohhhkay. And then The Love You Want - certainly not a song they would leave for an impropmtu singalong. It was then that I (belatedly) realised that yeah, something really was wrong and so my heart broke again. So many preparations! Their biggest gig so far! Even iii managed to be there! And something had to happen!! Specifically!! To Vessel!! Of all people!! That was just not fair. He totally didn't deserve this. But it's just life and its endless fucking bad surprises for everyone, huh.

I didn't have enough time to collect all the broken pieces of my heart from the sticky floor and mend them after this realisation, because after Vessel joined the singing for the last few lines of TLYW, he dropped to his knees in front of us crying and thanking everyone. That sight is now carved into my brain. This is when I realised the 3rd row was a mistake. The psychic damage it gave me is irrevocable. Do you have those moments that you will never forget? A few seconds of an (usually traumatic) experience that will haunt you forever, replaying in your mind like a broken record? It was a bit like this for me. It wasn't traumatic, mind you, but it was definitely something that made a permanent dent in my heart and a home in my brain. And I wouldn't change it anyway.

Another thing that made me think that I will just fall down and never get up was iii & iv's hug. It was. So full of love and reassurence. Idk, you could just feel that emitting from them, okay? I was standing there thinking "yeah sure, just fucking murder me tonight instead, okay. Should've kept staring at Espera only-". Ah yes. The ladies. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Where was I again-

The goosebumps when the whole venue yelled "they won't be missing you" during Nazareth, oh my fucking god. On my previous rituals, in way smaller venues, there's always been a handful of people screaming it. And everyone doing it? Unparalleled feeling. Bordering on the shrimp emotions scale.

The lights were spectacular. I cannot describe how amazing the light show was. I am sending a kiss to each and every light crew member.

Also, Vessel being more emotional during the ritual as a whole. The TLYW moment was the worst for me, but there were many others. (Ascensionism and Bloodsport stabbing me with a rusty knife the most.) I mean, who could've blamed him for the emotions, he would probably be very emotional even without the voice issues. Who wouldn't be!! It was a big night, after all. God, it must have been so difficult for him, I really, really fucking hope the love coming from his bandmates, crew and the crowd was enough to help him focus on the good parts of the evening only. And!! It wasn't even that bad!!! Sure, he lost his voice for a while, but once it was back you could!! Barely!! Hear!! The difference!! I have a whole new level of respect for Vessel because of that. And for staying onstage with us for the songs he couldn't sing. Didn't know I could respect him even more than I already did, but hey. Love being surprised like that. I have seen concerts where the singers were singing way worse live while being completely healthy. Like sure, you could notice he's not using so many uhh, how do you call this in English, vocal ornamentations??? and that his voice is strained, but it was still beautiful. Take care of your voice now though, dude, jfc. Thanks for the sacrifice, much appreciated, but TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL FUCKING FIND YOU- (kidding, kidding. or am i.) I also liked that he was leaving the more screamy moments in songs for us. Aiming the microphone at us, positive we'll have his back. Like yeah, yeah, other bands do that relatively often, but it's not something they usually do, you know.

I can't vouch for everyone in the crowd, but I sure as fuck did not have a SINGLE thought that the show sucks because of his voice issues. Like it didn't even occur to me. Honest to god. I was shocked when I saw on tumblr that people were leaving? Asking for a refund????????????? I was having the time of my life singing those songs. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, probably!! Who can say they karaoked whole 3 songs with the band playing for them live?? Your local karaoke bar could never. (Bonus points, you could hear Espera better bc of that! Yes, I know, you are not supposed to hear backing vocals too loud in general, I'm just saying it was nice hearing them, bc usually I hear them on recordings only.)

Yeah, sure I was disappointed after the show that there was no Euclid, but that's just me, a total whore for Euclid. It's a completely different thing than being a bitch who leaves halfway, because something out of the ordinary has been happening.

Anyways. I would like to wish all the crowdsurfers a very fuck you. Hope you will all step on a lego every day for the rest of your lives <3

Crowdsurfers and constant giving away of water (which I understand, it was terribly hot there and it was needed) were a bit distracting, I missed some things because of the commotion, the drum solo has been disrupted by me getting a (fortunately very light) kick in the mouth and DRUM SOLO IS SACRED. I HOPE THE CROWDSURFER WHO DECIDED TO GO UP IN THAT MOMENT WILL STEP ON 3 LEGOS DAILY. IT'S LITERALLY THE MOST IMPORTANT PART OF THE RITUAL FOR ME AND THEY HAVE RUINED IT. Thanks to another crowdsurfer, I missed the moment the band was throwing stuff into the crowd and I promised Lia I will catch a pick/drumstick for them!!!!!!! I've had a banner for this occassion and all!!!!! And!!!!! For the whole time things were flying from the scene!!!! I have been under someone's legs and ass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Side note: Vessel was throwing away his rings. That's so fucking cool, ahh.

All in all, half of the things that happened there, I've learned from tumblr. The announcements about the recording, people leaving, Vessel being covered in runes (I WAS STANDING RIGHT BEFORE HIM AND DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING. A N Y T H I N G. I HATE BEING A BLIND IDIOT), the Espera ladies laughing at iii for not coming to the photo, hell, even Vessel trying to get his attention. I have NO idea what I've been doing back then, it's a blur again lmao. And. The most important thing: Vessel's "thank you". I didn't catch it back then. I don't hear it on my recording. Tbh I couldn't believe y'all for a long while that it really happened (I'm sorry). But it did and you know what? I'm glad the broken pieces of my heart were left on the arena's floor earlier during the show. I don't want them anymore.

I would also like to thank that one security guy in huge headphones who was our warning that another fucking crowdsurfer was coming our way. I hope the headphones guy's pillow is always cold on both sides, his skin clear, his crops- and so on. Our hero <3

There was also a moment during Atlantic (another important moment disrupted. Smh) where 2 security persons dived into the crowd?? I still have no idea what was happening, bc if someone faints for example, they are always brught to the barricade by the crowd and security picks them up, I've never seen security getting into the crowd before. And because of that, people around me were talking loudly during Atlantic. Kill kill murder kill

Still, Projekt Atlantic was a huge success and I am so proud of the organisers!! They're in the same category of lovely people as the big headphones security guy

Sending a kiss to @murderofcrow for this gif 🖤

To sum up. I will forever be grateful for this band. This music has activated the dormant parts of my mind. I am making art again. I am meeting cool people because of them. I have people to talk about it with who are as excited about it as I am. For the first time in ages I really feel alive again. And life is not good, far from it, to be completely honest with you, they haven't magically fixed all my problems, but I do have something that actually fucking works on me. I know Vessel wouldn't agree, but they are saving people. And you all, lovely ST pocket of tumblr motherfuckers who are reading this, you are saving people too.

And, last but not least!! In hot pink, because I can! Thanks to this ritual I could finally meet @vesselsscarlet and @thevenomousseprent in person!!!!!!!!! I love you guys, you are amazing and I can't wait to see you again 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 You've made me feel so loved that weekend and it's something I haven't felt in a while!!

#it was surprisingly hard to write #took a lot of editing and rewriting whole paragraphs and it's still not a proper description of everything i wanted to say #i don't know how to talk about emotions #and i have. a lot of them since wembley #a word of advice: attend concerts. beg for money for them from your family members sleep in tents during rain #or in hostel rooms filled with random people #go for gigs without a place to sleep and spend 4hrs waiting for your bus home in a local mcdonalds #watching drunk guys split their eyebrows on the stairs there #(not now tho now we're boycotting macdonalds #but there are other places open 24/7)#go to gigs alone #but by god. go to them if you are able to and if your health allows you to go #(and yes it is coming from someone with anxiety. i wouldn't travel or sleep in a tent alone for anything else trust me)#it is always worth it. ALWAYS #sleep token

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bengiyo · 8 months

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Love Class 2 Eps 9 & 10 (Finale) Stray Thoughts

Last week, in keeping with the theme, I can barely remember what happened in the K-BLs. I know that the younger couples all basically came out to each other, and all three couples gave some decent kissing. I continue to enjoy J-min. I also am glad we resolved the situation with Kim An’s orphanage friend, because that was kinda fucked. The TA and artist are dealing with a misunderstanding that feels a little meaty, so I hope we have a good resolution moment for it. I’m glad Maru and Minwoo finally kissed about their problems.

Episode 9

I’m okay starting with Minwoo and Maru spooning.

Okay, it’s very sweet of Maru to recognize that Minwoo has loved him for a long time and stood by him through all the things Maru went through. I love him promising to be there with Minwoo now.

Kim An is shirtless in bed? How now brown cow.

Never mind, they’re handling business and getting it in.

Oh shit. Joo Hyuk’s friend read him on this park date goddamn.

Oh, was Joo Hyuk with the teacher that Sungmin often does chores for?

Looks like Maru’s tormenting of the manager worked.

Look at my girl finally finding a straight man to flirt with.

The professor was Joo Hyuk’s uncle? LOL

My man Sungmin is so resilient. He realized he’d embarrassed himself, cleared up the matter, and then asked for a date. That’s what I’m talking about!

Kim An and Lee Hyun are frolicking!!

I’m okay with everyone getting cute dates this episode.

I will never get tired of people expressing their feelings for each other clearly and directly, and then making out.

“You are obedient at important moments,” and “Let’s have many important moments. I promise I’ll be a good boy,” what actually so hot.

I appreciate that there was probably a limit to how physically intimate they could get an idol like J-min to be in this show, and so they fed us with the sides. It’s something Thailand relied upon a lot for a while. J-min served well by being so talented in the early parts when I was struggling a bit. This show has struck a really nice balance after I settled into it.

I see you boys rolling around with each other and I know what that means. Nicely done, sirs.

I love that the tag is giving us the backstory for how Joo Hyuk fell for Sungmin. Unsurprisingly, Joo Hyuk was kind of a whiny drunk.

Episode 10

Now we’re on a Gays Only Camping Trip? Incredible.

This looks like so much fun omg.

These people have immaculate vibes. This is way better than whatever the fuck was going on in Our Skyy 2: Star in My Mind.

This supermarket trip is so cute holy shit.

You mean the tell me this is a gay bbq and they didn’t know they was all paired off? Gay people are so dumb.

I love this conversation between Minwoo and Lee Hyun about how Minwoo used to be jealous of Lee Hyun’s feelings.

This show is doing a really good job showing couples settling into each other in its finale.

Okay, deciding to no longer kiss in the shadows is such a baller gay thing to say that this show just earned half a point.

Okay this photo is really good.

Final Verdict: 8.5, This Was Cute as Hell. I want to thank @he-is-lightning-in-a-bottle for getting me to keep going with this show. I think it was a little hard to follow at first, but I had really satisfying outings with all of the characters here. It was kind of a grab bag of plots, but once I locked in I had a fantastic time. This was really fun, and a worthwhile watch. J-min has real talent and I was impressed by him.

#love class 2 #korean bl #bl series #Ben watches

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astraysimp · 6 months

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Matching Halloween costumes with Skz :Maknae line 🤭

Warnings:fluffy, gn!reader(if i make boo boos I'm sorry:(((), if this is poo...also sorry it's 1am 😭😭

☺️enjoy

Han Jisung:

Here's the backstory, you and jisung have known and been best friends for YEARS...I'm talking preschool days. So...matching costumes have been a longstanding tradition between the two of you, your first matching costumes being bumblebees (you two indeed went around "stinging" people and buzzing). Since you and Jisung were now dating and have been for the past two years(which you somehow hid from almost everyone) it meant the costumes meant even more. The costumes were great, a full bee suit(minus the face,) it was black and yellowed striped of course, with a plastic stinger on the butt, white wings on the back and to top it off little antenna headbands 🥹. Evert year was something new, one of you picking costumes or deciding on a costume together . Which lead to this...

Jisung loves anime-demon slayer, Naruto, one piece, my hero academia-you name it and he's seen it. You on the other hand were not the biggest fan, and naturally he'd wanted to dress as anime characters. He'd been scrolling the internet looking for perfect costumes , and when I say scrolling I mean, looking at all the websites he could , checking amazon, Etsy, costume stores, THE WHOLE 9 YARDS.

"Sungie, do we really have to be anime characters this year?" You had whined to him for what seemed like the 100th time. "Yah, buggie of course we do! Come ooonnn , I'll find us the cutest costumes , please please please. Pleassseee for your sungieeeee pleaaasseeee." Jisung had pouted, jutting his lower lip out and batting his big eyes at you, as he laid across your lap. "Aissshhh, sungie I don't even know who these characters are," you'd protested back and you pinched his cheeks." B-but it's special for meeeee AND you picked our costumes last year, buggie!" Indeed, you did:deciding to dress up as Mario and princess peach , because you were his princess and he was always there to save you-just like Mario. Anywaysss, y/n sighed in defeat as you knew they knew Jisung would win this battle "yah you better find us really cute costumes then,hm?" They'd playfully argued, with a gentle boop to his nose. At which, Jisung giggled and clapped his hands, his endearing heart shaped smile coming into full view,"waahhh of course. Only the cutest for my baby, my princess, my buggie, my pookie wookie," he'd pulled his phone out which (unsurprisingly) had about 10 different anime couple costumes loaded.

Jisung pouted and held his phone out to you," buggie boo, who should we be? Bulma and goku.....or.....maki and okkutso yuta...shinji and rei!?" He'd peered up at you, a pout still adorning his face. " sungie...I love you but I don't know who any of those characters are, bubba. As long as you're happy ,I'm happy." You'd admonished, looking down at the puffy cheeked boy in your lap. "Mmmm....maki and okkutso it is!" He giggled , placing the order for your costumes on his phone.

Lee Felix:

This would be your first Halloween with felix, having only been dating for 6 months. So, you knew you'd wanted costumes to be special. You both wanted something cute, that would fit with your personalities, yet also be silly. It'd taken a little convincing to get him to agree. You'd argued the costumes would match your personalities amazing yet also suit your relationship. The costumes being anger and joy from Inside Out-felix being joy and y/n being anger.

Felix being joy just made sense- he's a walking ball of sunshine 🥹 spreading happiness and warmth wherever he goes. Y/n on the other hand, a little hot headed, and has a temper, that can only be calmed by a certain Aussie. So, there you two were , Halloween night, in your cute little costumes, hosting your party.

Felix felt adorable, even though he won't admit it. Grabbing your hand, he pulled you to the photo station , insisting you had pictures taken. Him wearing his yellow shirt with blue flowers, yellow pants to match, standing next to the love of his life, you. "Aaahhh smile baby! My little anger ball." He'd teased as you posed looking mad. So you did exactly that, how could you not be happy when you had a ball of sunshine standing next to you?" Bobokie, say cheese, sunshine!" *click* "what pose should we do next ?" He'd asked you , trying to think something up before the camera clicked again. "Hm....how about something silly, sunshine," y/n had pondered at her boyfriend, arm hugging his midsection. If silly was what y/n wanted, that's what they'd get. So...Felix crossed his eyes , putting his hands up by his head as to look like rays of light while y/n pouted, cheeks puffed out, eyebrows furrowed and arms crossed over their chest...then *click

The couple had one picture left to take....and y/n had been thinking about what pose they should do, completely not hearing what Felix had been saying. "Y/n? Baby, do you have an idea? The photographer is getting the camera ready." He looked down at y/n, arm around their shoulder, eyes filled with love. Y/n looked up at Felix, suddenly snapped out of their thoughts. "Oh, sorry baby! Just was thinking of a pose," they'd mumbled out to him, sheepishly blushing for zoning out. Felix had never felt so in love, all he could do was lovingly cradle his lovers cheek, leaning in to press a kiss to their forehead and let out a low laugh."it's okay my love." He'd whisper against their forehead before resting his forehead against theirs. So engrossed in their moment, neither Felix nor y/n heard the soft click of the camera, the photographer deciding to capture that moment, the two of them looking into each others eyes so full of love, foreheads resting on one another's, as Felix hand cradled their cheek, soft love filled smiles on both of their faces ...it was picture perfect

Kim seungmin:

If Seungmin was anything it was a menace. So, when he got a partner, the menace level was doubled. You see, some couple go for cheesy costumes like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, some do cute like Cinderella and Prince Charming. But , you and Seungmin? No...you went the menace route. You both deciding to be Tiffany and Chucky.

You two were dedicated! Y/n bought special effects makeup, wigs and everything else needed to perfect the look. The night of the Halloween party would be interesting...but getting ready would be worse...

They both had their outfits on, y/n fully done up. They already had the wig on , makeup-thinly drawn on eyebrows, black lipstick and dark eyeshadow- and contacts in. On the other hand ...Seungmin only had his outfit ,wig and contacts on-that was easy."Yah! Seungminnie...stay still! I need to do the fake scars!" They'd whined , straddling their boyfriend, trying to apply the cosmetic scar decals to his face. "It's cold," Seungmin would protest, trying to push their hands away. "Yah! Just stay still, all I need to do is put the scars on , add the little bit of redness and add the staples. It's not going to take long!" They'd argue back, not budging from the lap of their fidgeting boyfriend. "Waahhhhh noooo. This is enough!" Seungmin would whine, shaking his head," yah! Kim seungmin! This was your idea! Stay still...or no kisses!" That was his breaking point ....no kisses? That was going too far . " okay okay...fine. I'll stay still but ...you owe me 10 kisses for threatening to take them away from me." He'd deadpanned. "Yeah yeah yeah, now let me finish."

Yang Jeongin:

Jeongin was new to relationships...but if there was one thing he wasn't new to...it was being a fashion icon. That meant whatever costumes you wore... had to be fashionable, at least fashionable enough for him. That's what lead you to the costume store...

"Yah...they all look...cheap!" Jeongin exclaimed, as you had been walking down the aisle of costumes. "Innie....they're not exactly supposed to look super expensive...you wear them once." Y/n had conceded, running their spare hand along his arm. "Yeah but still....the material is so....cheap...and the costumes are expensive!" He'd rebutted , gliding his hand along a clown costume. "Ssshhhh, innie it's okayyyyyyy." They whined , letting go of his hand briefly , only to wrap both arms around his midsection. "This looks cute , hm?" Y/n suggested , pointing to a bar or and Ken costume.

"It's cute....and still fashionable innie?" They smiled up at him as he pulled the costumes from the shelf. "Yeah...I think we'd pull them off...should we try them on?" Jeongin wondered, resting his cheek on the top of their head, feeling the movement of them nodding. Off to the fitting rooms they went...pulling the articles of clothing out of the bags. Y/n slipped into the pink vest and flared pants, accompanied by stars on the back pockets with a silver sparkly cowboy hat. Doing a once over in the mirror, they smiled and peeked their head out of the door..."innie...you ready?"

"I'm ready!" They'd heard him say, before hearing the door to his fitting room open. "Wwwaahhh so handsome!!!" Y/n exclaimed , clapping their hands, looking at jeongin. "Does it look okay?y/nnie?" He shyly asked, Reaching out to hold their hand. "You look amazing, my fashionista," y/n cooed, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "How do I look? Do I make a cute barbie?" They giggled and spun around , still holding his hands. Suddenly, Jeongin had pulled y/n to him, squishing their cheeks together. "Yyaahhh, you make a perfect barbie. You'd make a perfect anything. My baby, my y/nnie!" He'd giggled and pressed kisses to your face. Giggling, y/n leaned back and nodded." Okay so...barbie and Ken it is! Now , let's change and buy these so we can go eat! I'm craving cheese tteokbeokki!" Nodding his head, Jeongin let them go, and back into his fitting room he went...he never thought he'd be into matching costumes...but with his y/nnie..Jeongin was down to do anything

~~hi besties! This is part 2 of matching costumes with Skz! I hope you enjoyed it!🩷🩷

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The Moon & Her Sun // Josh Kiszka {3}

Chapter Three // Strength

Josh Kiszka x fem! musician reader

Word Count: 3K

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Hi y'all! This will be a multi-part, slow burn story so buckle up. Also, the titles will be very tarot-based but I am by no means an expert.

Warnings: Swearing, anxiety/panic attacks, mentions of domestic violence, slut-shaming, misogyny, drinking (plz let me know I missed any!)

*18+ only, smut will happen later in the series*

Josh stepped in front of you to block the spray of champagne Sam was releasing all over the hotel room.

“We fucking did it!” Sammy screamed, causing whoops and cheers from the others. Once Josh was sure it was safe, he moved to your side, cheeks flushing as you shot him a grateful grin.

“What a gentleman” you teased, only making his face heat more as he nudged your shoulder with his own. “I really love that jumpsuit, by the way.”

He looked down at his white and gold outfit, which was honestly one of his favorites. “Thanks, you looked great out there too. And now, of course.” You rolled your eyes at the compliment, “What a flatterer, Joshua.”

His grin widened even more as you used his full name. You had taken to doing so whenever you decided to tease him, which was quite often.

“A toast to Rising Sirens for setting the stage for an amazing night of music!” Jake cheered and everyone took a swig of their drinks.

“A toast to Greta Van Fleet for graciously inviting us on their tour!” Carolina replied, another cheer filling the room before everyone drank more. At this rate, things were likely to get messy by the end of the night. You wondered over to Danny, who was sitting on the couch taking in the scene before him. You struck up a conversation and Josh smiled softly at the way you both seemed to relax whenever you found each other in a busy room. Josh, on the other hand, flourished in a crowd.

He made his way from person to person, doing shots with Carolina before making his way over to Sam, Jake, and Kimmy who were playing some kind of drinking game they were inventing on the fly. Josh watched, amused as Kimmy managed to manipulate the game to win every time, taking advantage of how tipsy his brothers were. The game didn’t last long as Sam wondered off to go pester Carolina. Those two were dangerous together—constantly cooking up bad ideas but having the best time doing so. Kimmy sat beside Caleb who was, unsurprisingly, keeping to himself, leaving Josh with his twin.

“You and Y/N looked amazing together tonight, man” Jake slurred, clapping him on the back. Josh’s eyes darted over to you and Danny, confirming you weren’t in earshot.

“Dude, don’t say shit like that, you know how big of a step tonight was for her. We’re just friends” Josh admonished Jake who only held up his hands in surrender.

“Yeah, yeah, you two can say that all you want but people don’t look at each other like that unless they’re falling in love.”

Josh felt his cheeks warm at Jake’s words. Sure, he was infatuated with you but in love? It had barely been a month since you’d met. Drunk Jake had a habit of making grandiose statements so Josh rolled his eyes and steered the conversation elsewhere as they continued celebrating.

***

You were thoroughly enjoying your evening. You and Danny were discussing different books you’d read and the atmosphere of the room was pleasant without being overwhelming. As Danny excused himself to grab another beer, you opened your phone to scroll through Instagram. You instantly regretted your choice as you looked at your most recent post, a photo of your band from earlier tonight.

Typical, Y/N fucking her way up the food chain

How shameless can she be? Did you see her and Josh?

Sluts will be sluts, I guess

You quickly shut your phone, immediately sobering up as tears pricked your eyes. You got up and left the room, hoping no one noticed as you stumbled to your room, fighting back tears and panic. It was happening again.

You fumbled with your key card as your vision blurred before a soft hand covered your own, guiding it into the slot. You weren’t surprised when you looked up to see Josh peering at you with concern.

“What’s going on, mama?” he asked and you burst into tears right there in the hallway. He rubbed your back soothingly, guiding you into the room and locking the door behind himself. Each time you tried to explain what was happening, you felt your throat tighten with emotion and panic. You felt like you were going to pass out and began gasping for air.

“Hey, hey, look at me, okay?” Josh said sternly and your eyes darted up to his.

“There you are, good job. Now breath with me. In…good, and out...great job Y/N/N. Let’s do it again.” He repeated the steps until you felt like you could finally breathe again, air filling your lungs and calming your racing heart. You still didn’t have words yet, so you opened your phone and placed it in his hands once your most recent post was displayed.

You laid your head on the back of the couch, continuing your deep breathing as you felt the panic slowly but surely leaving your body. You hadn’t had a panic attack in months and you certainly hadn’t missed the sensation.

“Those fucking assholes” Josh murmured angrily and you turned your head to look at him. His face was twisted with fury, cheeks red with rage. “I’m so sorry that happened, you were amazing tonight. Please try to not to let them ruin it. Most of these comments are showering you with the praise you deserve.”

You nodded sadly, your lips trembling again. He ran his thumb along your bottom lip, as if trying to stop their shaking with his touch alone.

“Thank you for helping me, Josh.”

“Of course, Y/N/N. What else can I do? I want to post something on my page but only if you’re okay with that. I won’t do it if it’ll make you uncomfortable or if you think it’ll just make it worse.”

You mulled over his offer, wrapping your fingers around his and settling them onto your lap. “I’m okay with you posting about tonight and including something about it but please don’t make it just about that. Tonight was about way more than them.”

He nodded, placing a quick kiss on your palm before pulling out his phone and creating a post using some of the professional photos taken at the show. You rested your head on his shoulder, watching as he selected which pictures to include. Most of them were of the guys but the final one was a shot of the two of you gazing into each other’s eyes during the final part of ‘You’re Still the One.’

He typed out a quick caption before shutting his phone off entirely and tossing it onto the table. You mirrored his motions, relieved that you wouldn’t have to look at your social media again tonight.

“You do have to admit we make quite the pair” Josh murmured softly, tracing patterns onto your palms. You stilled at the comment, shutting your eyes for a moment.

“Josh, I can’t give you what you want.”

He watched as you pulled away, crossing your legs as you turned to face him fully. “And what do you think I want?”

“Me. Us. A relationship.”

“Do you not want those things?”

You sighed, playing with the ends of your hair to avoid his gaze. “I don’t know.”

“I don’t believe you, Y/N. I think you do know but don’t want to admit it.”

“Fine. I know that I want to keep getting to know you. I know I feel safe whenever you’re with me. I know you’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. But I also know that I will always choose me first. I refuse to go back to putting me second and a relationship first.”

Silence fell over the two of you as he took in your words. “Do you want to hear what I know?” he questioned, lowering his head to force you to meet his eyes. You hesitated but finally nodded.

“I know that I’ve been drawn to you since I laid eyes on you. I know you are beautiful, inside and out. And I know you are the moon to my sun. But I also know you’ve been hurt and are still healing. And I need you to know I respect and understand that. As long as you allow me to stay in your life, you can offer me as much or as little you want and I’ll be thrilled to simply exist alongside you.”

Tears pricked at your eyes as you pulled him to you, locking him in a tight embrace. He held you to his chest as he rubbed your back soothingly, face buried into the crook of your neck. It felt like you’d been made to stay locked in each other’s embrace for eternity. As you pulled away slightly, you rested your forehead against his. “Thank you” you whispered, eyes rising to meet his.

“You have nothing to thank me for” he smiled. You stayed like that for several moments, simply enjoying being so close to one another. But you weren’t ready for anything else yet; it still felt too real, too soon.

“Stay? Just to sleep. I don’t want to be alone” you whispered.

“I’d love to” he nodded, kissing your forehead before going back to his room to change into PJ’s. By the time he returned, you were curled up in bed in a baggy tee, fighting your eyes. You felt him lay behind you, pulling you to his chest as he placed a gentle kiss on your shoulder. “Sweet dreams” he whispered against your skin.

***

The first month of tour flew by. Most days ended exactly how they had that first night—you wrapped in Josh’s arms. You still hadn’t done anything physical; Josh understood your fears and respected them—just being in your presence was enough for him for now.

Today was going to be a one-day festival with Rising Sirens playing around noon and Greta Van Fleet later in the afternoon. The boys were all backstage as Rising Sirens played, enjoying the atmosphere, the music, and the beautiful weather. Over the last few weeks, Jake had somehow cracked Caleb’s shell. The two talked endlessly about guitars and melodies and songwriting. Caleb had even allowed Jake to sometimes sit in and add notes while they worked on the new album.

This new closeness was how Josh got to the enjoy the sight of his twin playing alongside Caleb on their most guitar-heavy song. The two were out of this world and the crowd was eating it up as you danced around the stage. Josh was bewitched by the soft smile on your face as you moved effortlessly about the stage, lost in the simple joy of moving your body to rock n’ roll.

Soon enough, your set was over and everyone made their way to GVF’s bus to cool off. Sam was fiddling with his phone, arguing with Carolina about what to play over the speakers. Josh watched as you smirked and shook your head at the two before settling beside him, head resting on his shoulder.

“You were incredible today, mama” Josh whispered, placing a quick kiss on the top of your head.

“Thanks, Joshy. I forgot how much I love the energy at festivals” you replied, moving back to smile up at him. His heart still insisted on hammering in his chest every time you looked at him like that. Before he could continue, all-out war broke out across the way.

“Sam! I am so sick of you picking the same shit over and over again. Let me switch it up!” Carolina yelled in frustration.

“No way, you’re just going to play that pop shit you listen to! Absolutely not” he shook his head, raising his phone up high as Carolina leapt to try and grab it.

“Children! Let’s put it to a vote, yeah?” Jake suggested, rolling his eyes at their behavior. The two glared at each other but reluctantly agreed. As everyone voted, the group was split down the middle, leaving Josh as the deciding vote. While he normally sided with his brother on these matters, he just couldn’t resist the puppy dog eyes you were shooting his way as you squeezed his hand.

“Y/N! That’s cheating, stop it” Sam begged, feeling defeat approaching.

“I’m sorry man, I’m gonna go with Carolina on this one” Josh finally answered, drawing a whoop from Carolina as she wrestled the phone out of Sam’s hand.

“Et tu, Brutus?” Sam asked, shaking his head. “I thought you’d put me, your baby brother, before the girl you’re dating.”

Josh froze at his words but you roared with laughter next to him. “Just because he likes me better doesn’t mean you have to start spreading rumors, Samuel” you teased. Sam’s eyes darted between the two of you before he descended, fingers tickling your sides.

“Samuel! Stop!” you laughed, trying to get him off as you fought for breath. “Are you fucking five?”

“I’m avenging myself, Y/N/N, someone must pay!” Sam jokingly shouted. Josh smiled as you two playfully wrestled on the floor together, shaking his head at your antics.

***

Finally on stage several hours later, Josh felt electric. The crowd was totally invested and he felt like he and his brothers were hitting their stride, soaking up the positive energy of the audience. He was excited for you to join him onstage soon; he absolutely cherished your duets, each night’s performance feeling more and more intimate. Luckily, the hateful comments had largely stopped on your page after he had shared that initial opening night post. He hadn’t yet found the courage to tell you that his comments were filled with people debating ship names for the two of you.

Before he knew it, you were beside him singing the opening notes of ‘You’re the One.’ He was transfixed as you sang, finding himself lost in your joy-filled eyes. You were always most beautiful to him when you sang—you looked so exuberant and alive. To his surprise and delight, as the song concluded you wrapped him in a hug as the fans cheered before making your way backstage again. He felt the warmth of your embrace for the rest of the show, feeling like he was floating on air.

***

Josh was incredible. You mean, he always was but he seemed to be outdoing himself somehow today. The rest of Rising Sirens had wondered off to see other bands or get more drinks but you stayed in your spot alongside the stage. As the boys were in the midst of their final song, you heard slow, drawn-out applause coming from behind you. You tensed, somehow sensing it was Max before he drawled out, “What a show you two put on out there.”

You braced herself before turning towards him, “Thank you.” You knew he was being sarcastic and trying to insult you but you refused to take the bait. His smirk made you feel edgy as he walked closer. “I didn’t know We are the Champions were playing today.”

“Well, surprise, darling, here I am! And to think I was making my way over to congratulate you on your set earlier only to find you wrapped up with your new man.”

“Josh and I are none of your business. I want you to leave. Now.”

He laughed coldly. “And here I was thinking I was special. I guess the critics were right, you really were just fucking your way to the top. Too bad you had to stoop down a level from me this time around.”

“Fuck. Off. Max. Or I swear to God, I will call security over here.”

“I’m allowed to be here just as much as you are” he smirked, leaning closer.

“Actually, you’re not” you heard Josh’s voice behind you and nearly sagged with relief. If he was here, they all were and that meant you weren’t alone anymore—you were safe. He couldn’t hurt you.

“Sorry man, I don’t think you own the stage. Y/N and I were just catching up, you can move along.”

“No, actually we weren’t. I don’t have anything to say to you.” Max turned his gaze to you, surprise crossing his features. He clearly wasn’t expecting the backbone he’d methodically broken down to have grown back firm and strong in his absence.

“Why so harsh, Y/N/N? Didn’t you miss me?” he fake-frowned, hand grasping your shoulder. Before you could respond, a fist soared over you, colliding with the side of Max’s head. You were shocked to see it was Danny who threw the punch, Sam following with a shove to Max’s chest that left him off balance.

“Fuck off, Max. We know exactly what you are and if you so much as look at Y/N again, we’ll let everyone else know too. We will ruin you, understood?” Jake growled, placing a hand on your shoulder. Your eyes darted between each of the boys, gratitude and overwhelm filling your chest.

“Whatever, keep your stupid slut” Max spat, wiping the side of his mouth that had split open.

“Fuck you, Y/N has more talent in her pinky finger than your entire, pathetic self does. So, fuck off or we’ll call security and have you removed from this event” Josh stated, standing tall beside you.

Max had nothing to say to that, shooting you a glare before wondering off. Once he was gone, Josh wrapped his arms around you, holding you as you shook.

“Shhh, it’s okay Y/N/N, we’re all right here” he said, smoothing down your hair and rocking you slightly. Once the adrenaline left your system, you turned to the other guys, pulling them into a group hug, squeezing tight.

“I can’t express how grateful I am for all of you. That meant the world to me” you said, voice shaky as you fought back more tears.

“We’re just sorry we weren’t here when he first came over, we didn’t see him until we were leaving the stage” Danny explained, running soothing motions down your back.

“It’s okay, you guys came at just the right moment. I needed to know I could face him again. And I could, that’s why he was getting so mad.”

“We’ve got you, always, okay? If he messes with you, he’s fucking with all of us” Jake said, eyes still simmering with anger.

“Yeah, we’ll rock his shit!” Sammy said, jokingly boxing the air and drawing a laugh from you.

“I do have to say, I was pretty impressed with that punch, Danny” you smiled, checking his knuckles, relieved to see no damage had been done.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this installment :) I am thinking this will probably be about 6 parts total and this will be the last direct depiction/description of the misogyny/DV situation. I know that's hard for some to read but I felt it was important to this character and the story. As always I am open to any feedback & please let me know if you want to join a tag list!

#greta van fleet x reader #greta van fleet imagine #greta van fleet #josh kiszka #josh kiszka x reader #josh kiszka fic #josh kiszka imagine #jake kiszka #sam kiszka #danny wagner #gvf #gvf imagine #moon and her sun series

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Big Butterfly Count 2023: My standout species

As another fabulous three weeks of counting in a vitally important citizen science project approaches its end, I have been reflecting on the many Big Butterfly Counts I have done over the past few weeks. Below are some of the key species I saw with a few comments.

Red Admiral

Where else could I start? This long time favourite butterfly of mine has grabbed the headlines and taken the count by storm with the sheer numbers of them around. It has been fascinating to see the unusually high numbers at this time of year for me, with it being more notable if it was a day I didn't see one than did in the butterfly count a species I might usually see in two or three of my Big Butterfly Counts in a year. Personally it has made me so happy to see so many and really struck to the core of how I fell in love with this charismatic species with some glorious times watching them, key moments in an amazing butterfly year I've had generally. I took the first two pictures in this photoset of Red Admirals at one of the most memorable counts I did this year at Egleton, Rutland Water at the start and on a recent evening at Lakeside Country Park. It also personifies the importance of the count with the indicator of climate change these numbers are with more now overwintering here. https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-66395590

Summer stalwarts: Meadow Brown and Gatekeeper

I have just for fun actually just created two leaderboards out of all my counts this year so far, one overall and one for Lakeside Country Park where I did the most counts. Unsurprisingly Meadow Brown topped both with Gatekeeper third behind Small White overall and second at Lakeside. Where I saw less of their fellow key summer species Marbled White and Ringlet compared to previous years which in the ever shifting seasons perhaps emerged too early and their shorter seasons were waning and ceased here during the count, this pair have been ever present again with me seeing some very high numbers of them on counts. The usual passing of the baton I see where I go from seeing mostly Meadow Browns to mostly Gatekeepers on counts towards the end of it didn't really happen this year as both were high throughout, perhaps due to the Gatekeeper's notable early emergence this year too. I have felt really connected to these colourful butterflies during the three weeks and the Big Butterfly Count wouldn't be the same without them. It's been my best Big Butterfly Count for getting photos of the species included I think and I took the third and fourth in this set of Gatekeeper and fifth of Meadow Brown all at Lakeside.

The white butterflies: Small, Large and Green-veined

The white butterflies in the count have been ever present in my contributions also, with Small White like in 2021 for me really challenging the Meadow Brown and Gatekeeper for the top spots with so many seen. The elegant and alluring Green-veined White was one I notably saw more of in the count this year and I very much enjoyed doing so, taking the sixth and seventh pictures in this photoset of some at Lakeside. Large White is something I see less than I might think generally and I enjoyed some sightings of them during the count.

Speckled Wood

A surprise package this year for me, I have been very happy to observe a fair few of these intricately marked and joyful butterflies during the count this year, another that was more present for me than usual. I took the eighth picture in this photoset of one at Lakeside during the count.

Six-spot Burnet

Onto day flying moths included in the count now and before the count arrived I felt as though I was seeing more of this gorgeous moth the species that first got me into moths back in 2010 this year, but that's something easy to say whilst in the grip of their season. But whilst their season waned during it Big Butterfly Count proved that a bit for me with a high amount seen especially at Lakeside. It was a pleasure to see these dashing moths many times, I took the ninth picture in this photoset of one at Lakeside.

Jersey Tiger moth

Finally it's a quality over quantity moment as on Monday I was over the moon to spot the superb Jersey Tiger moth in the tenth picture in this photoset at Lakeside. It was only the second time I've ever seen this species and first during the Big Butterfly Count days. It was an amazing moment in my moth year getting a great view of it. But there is a notable point for quantity too as amazingly only days into the count I'd seen all of the Big Butterfly Count species in one of my counts apart from a Jersey Tiger. It was improbable I'd spot one given I'd only seen one before, but I did and for the first time ever it means I've every species at least once during my run of doing counts which feels nice.

I would do a highly commended list but fear I would end up saying all of the other species so thought I would say I was so happy to see every species and a few more for quality and quantity really made an impression on me this year. Overall I thoroughly enjoyed contributing to this amazing project again and sharing what I saw.

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lauren hello! u can call me benz/bean/stink, and im a longtime fan of ur work on ao3!!! and haha i have been slowly climbing my way out of lurker status on both these websites/returning to tumblr 👉🏼👈🏼

but ya, i finally came across ur blog today and reading all the entries for your lil valentines op matchup had me giggling kicking my feet blushing heAD OVER HEELS!!!!!!!! everyone is just teeeew cute!!!

so ofc i had to get my shit into gear and send an ask while i could!!!

unsurprisingly, its a lot of rambling and gushing so ehe i highlighted the quickest answers for ur convenience ahaha ty and hope uve been having fun with all the matchmaking!!

im a queer nb femme and gender isnt a deciding factor for me! ill love on any of odas darlings 🥰

libra sun - scorp venus - sag mars - and a billion virgo placements lol

i find this all manifests as me being a huuuge flirt, a lil dangerously magnetic at times, but for better or for worse, i never get serious unless i know that we will be each others everything - im holding out for a mutual obsession typa love (but the earth placements in me needs that obsession to be on the dl for the both of us! pookie bear and i need to have lives and loves outside of just each other!)

as for other personality traits: i love being the hypeman for my friends, i feel fulfilled when i can support them in their ups and downs, im a ride or die and live to validate my friends experiences!!!! fairly rational and level headed, but ahaha also a delusional and self sabotaging mess, but hey thats what makes life fun

love languages def quality time and physical touch - i love cuddling, fiddling with their hands and hair, doing fun things together! (i do also value solo time tho - vvv important)

i love love looooove singing and dancing - it could be at a club, a karaoke room, the car, my friends couch, anywhere! i love it love it love it - and aside from that, a second hobby ill share with u is that i enjoy photography! i love taking snaps of small things that make me smile, polaroids of my friends during their big moments, film photos of loved ones and the softness they exude when they feel safe and cared for

ehe that was a lot so ill leave it at there ehehehe

im def open to any hotter takes u may have 🤭 but otherwise ya! thats my entry, and even if u dont end up getting thru them all, how fun it iset urself get excited about a potential cutie!! and to share what you think makes you You!

aside from that, i look forward to being a nonlurking fan of what u create share curate here on tumblr!!!

with gratitude, happy early love day!

ur longwinded fan, benz aka bean aka stink 💕✨

First, welcome out of lurker status, I'm glad you came to join in my little fun 🥰

and, most importantly, I'm here to give you your mutual obsession love: Buggy.

Let me preface this with: I fucking love Buggy (I would die protecting him) and I have been WAITING for the perfect match up for him, and darlin' you're it.

Buggy would fall into your orbit immediately. The moment you first throw out your magnetic flirting, the man is toast– he's buttered up with obsession and you will be his absolute everything. He will look at you like you hung the fucking moon in the sky and that you make the birds sing and that you make his heart keep beating in his chest.

It's wonderful that you're a hype man, because believe it or not, that's really what Buggy needs. He is constantly failing upwards and it scares him. He doesn't think he deserves any notoriety–he doesn't think he deserves love at all. You would be the light he looks to for encouragement. If he can have you, maybe he does deserve to have it all, right?

He is also going to need your rational outlook because while you have a little delulu, he has a lotta delulu. He, too, is a self-sabotaging mess, but I am a firm believer that sometimes two messes can come together and somehow keep each other sane and whole.

Physical touch is also Buggy's love language. He will always want to be holding hands, fiddling with your fingers, and for the love of all things holy PLEASE play with his hair. He would let you braid it, string it into pig tails to fit in his hat, or even just let you rake your fingers through it at night in bed. He loves that shit. Put flowers in it, too.

Buggy likes to be the center of attention, but even more so he would love to watch you be the center of attention. He would love to watch you do karaoke, dance, and have a wonderful time. And, even better, as a little attention whore himself, he would love to the subject of your photography. He will literally get into any pose you ask him, (especially if he's naked). And if you show him photos you take candidly, of him being warm and soft and just enjoying life, he might literally burst into pieces of happiness.

#lauren answers #match ups #buggy #one piece

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mannatea · 11 months

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Break Open the Sky, a Tales of Symphonia ‘fic (Chapter 10)

Current Word Count: 77,674 Summary: What kind of “Hero” of Regeneration would she be to leave an infant to fend for itself? Someone had to have left it here for a reason. The question was, of course, why? But as she lifted the little thing carefully into her arms, the motion reminding her of nights so far in the past, now, the why seemed almost tragically clear: this baby was of mixed blood. Chapter Summary: The baby gets a name! And we see that kiss from years ago from Regal's perspective. Pairing/Characters: Raine, Original Characters, will also feature Genis, Regal, and Sheena. Endgame is Regal/Raine. Extra Info: This is technically an Accidental Baby Acquisition story, but I liken it more to “Doorstep Baby” literature because it sure ain’t cute. Rating: Mature, for themes. Genre: Eventual romance, gen, family, character study.

The title is the link to Ao3 for Chapter 10! Please enjoy the longest chapter in the story! 🤍

Notes are under the cut!

This is (perhaps unsurprisingly) the longest chapter in this story at over 12,500 words long. I bookended it with the Meltokio party dream, beginning in Raine’ perspective and ending in Regal’s. This was not something I planned before this chapter; I did know I wanted to have another segment of the dream here, and that I needed it to be in Regal’s perspective, but using it as a bookend came to me only when I began writing it.

Lila’s a bit sassy but she really is disappointed that the baby came back with them from Crestfield. She’s just 10, so please cut her some slack; she’d rather just split Raine’s attention between herself and Marcie. Also, she’s seen how much of a burden this baby is on Raine and wants that gone.

Two Rivers is here:

Raine’s favorite flower being a white rose is a nod to an old RP I did with a friend. She wrote as Raine and chose white roses for her favorite flower.

There was a scene in that RP that still lives rent-free in my mind. Raine is hesitant to enter into a relationship with Regal because she thinks it will make his life harder and she doesn’t want to be a burden, but he convinces her to at least think about it for a time. Some days later, he sends her a bouquet of white roses with a note that says only, “You are worth it.” This helps her reach a decision and she agrees to give a relationship with him a try. He didn’t know white roses were her particular favorite in the RP either; she admitted earlier in the story that roses were her favorite flower, but he had chosen white because it was his favorite color (something he had admitted to her earlier in the story, too).

White being Regal’s favorite color is referenced in this story as well, in the color of his room.

Anyway, in this story Regal asks about her favorite flower because he’s hoping it will be something they can use as a name for the baby.

Regal’s favorite flower are peonies, and of course he prefers white.

All flower photos in this post were taken by me years ago, so…forgive the sad old quality. ;)

White peonies can symbolize both shame and purity, though in Regal’s case he really does like them because they were his mother’s favorite, and they are a connection to her that he feels he was robbed of.

I do realize that it took 540 years to get this baby a name, but now we have one! Rose was chosen because it starts with R (like Raine and Regal lmao) and because it was short/concise. I knew from my first outline that the baby’s name would be Rose, but getting Raine to a point where she would feel comfortable actually naming the poor dear was a challenge. Kind of cringe that it took until Chapter 10 for it to happen, but I’m not going to rush to a pivotal moment if it doesn’t feel right.

Originally I wanted Raine and Regal to come up with the name together. Then, when Lila and Marcie accidentally added themselves to the story, I wanted them to help Raine choose the name instead. Regal ends up choosing it in the end, though, because it felt the most natural (and fair).

This is as good a place as any to talk about a few of the differences in the plot that have happened because Marcie and Lila ended up being permanent additions to the story.

To begin with, I fully intended to just kind of…skim over a lot of the travel that took place between Hima and Palmacosta. The goal was still to get Raine to Palmacosta in one piece, but with her mental health being pretty bad; with her primary company being the baby, panic attacks were constantly being triggered and it would have been dreadfully boring to read ad infinitum. (Lila and Marcie forced me to take the scenic route there because more was happening (relationships were forming)).

The scenes with Genis were more awkward because when she shows up with only a baby he instantly believes it’s hers (and that she’s been abandoned again, this time by the father of the baby). When he finds out the truth he pretty much encourages her to just dump the baby on someone else. He’s not unfeeling but c’mon, this isn't her responsibility. (Genis was a bit shook to see her showing up with two older kids and a baby in the final version, but in that case it was clear something bigger was at work—it seemed less likely she was abandoned and more like she was trying to get away from someone.)

The boat ride was literal hell. Raine had to strike some kind of deal to get on a boat that had livestock on board, so the whole trip was basically PTSD + holding up her end of the deal she made + trying to care for an infant by herself. (When I added in Lila and Marcie, I had to scrap a lot of that, because I wanted to keep potential "parentification" to a minimum regarding the two of them, but as long as they are there, the baby is not so neglected and Raine's mental and physical health does not suffer quite so badly.)

By the time she arrived in Altamira in the original draft she was a complete wreck. George was much ruder to her because he thought she was there to try to claim the baby was Regal’s (and in that version of the story, this claim has been made before by others). George took forever to tell Regal she was even there and when he does he cautioned him, saying that the reason for his friend’s visit was likely to be unpleasant. This made Regal think something terrible might have happened to Genis and was therefore relieved to find that was not the reason for Raine's visit.

The scenes up to the point of going to Crestfield were a lot less interesting. Raine still got to enjoy the library but she was mostly stuck at home playing mother to a baby she never wanted; the baby became less stressful as Raine's health improved and they were able to settle into a routine, but there was a lot more anxious energy/boredom/listlessness to deal with.

Crestfield in the original outline was also overcrowded and prejudiced, but Raine went alone to "check it out." While there, she was outright asked to adopt children and introduced to a group of 3-4 half-elf siblings. She obviously didn't take them because her situation wouldn't allow for it, but their names and faces haunted her a lot for the rest of the story. (And then there was guilt for wanting to save those children while also feeling desperate to be rid of the baby.)

In the original outline Regal was really put off by the fact that she hadn’t named the baby and mentioned it several times until she finally agreed to name her after her visit to Crestfield flopped. He also had a really big role in spending time with the baby, and enjoyed playing “dad” to her. (He still spends time with the baby in the final version of the story, too, but it's less intimate and meaningful compared to the time he spends developing a bond with Lila and Marcie.)

It’s hard for me to imagine the original version of the story being the better one. It was a much tighter-focused story, but I think Lila and Marcie added something the original was missing in a “found family” sense. Also, I enjoy what they bring to the table for the theme of “saving the people suffering right in front of us” as well as the theme of love breaking bad/tragic/harmful cycles. It’s not that these themes weren’t present in the original outline, but Lila and Marcie are easier, more natural vehicles with which to show it. Mostly because they can talk and form a bond with both Raine and Regal.

Lastly, and I cannot stress this enough, Regal’s attachment to Raine and the girls is just far stronger in this story than it was in the original outline. He looked forward to spending time with Raine and the baby in the outline, but it didn’t feel as all-encompassing as it does in this final draft, where he spends quite a bit of time dreading her making a decision because he knows it will take her and the children away from him. And obviously this is difficult to for him, because he cares about them.

I questioned my own judgment in adding Lila and Marcie to the story when I did it, but I’m glad I went with my gut. I feel it makes this tale a far better and more compelling one.

Raine’s claim that her falling ill from the “Ozette Flu” was no accident is just a pet theory I have that Mithos orchestrated that event so that he could help Genis “save” her and look like Genis’s bestie more effectively. For being such a terrible flu, one that kind of comes off like it would become an epidemic easily (and is even hinted at as being epidemic in the OVA), it was really bizarre that Raine caught it out of nowhere and nobody else got it from her.

“The worst part was that she would have to leave Altamira.” Raine sort of gets sidetracked from why leaving Altamira is so awful, but it should be obvious: if she leaves Altamira, she loses an easy connection/friend/conversational partner in Regal, and also her safety net.

The “faded pink ribbon” that Regal tied around the letters that never made it to Raine is the one he wore in his hair in the canon.

Venzor is here:

This may not be common knowledge if you don’t read enough period romance, but “to have an understanding (with someone)” spoken in a certain way usually implied a romantic understanding, most often an agreement of courtship. When Raine uses this phrase, she’s referring to a past boyfriend.

Also, it should be pretty obvious by this point, but Raine is asexual.

Magic users who can cast while asleep is a terrifying thought, but the concept of Raine conjuring up a barrier to protect herself in her sleep kind of got to me, so I had to do it.

Tethe’alla seems like it would have hot water bottles because it probably has better options for materials to create one that works well. Also, Raine’s never really had money for frivolities before so it’s easy enough to imagine she’s not tried hot water bottles for cramping. She’s very used to dealing with it on her own.

Speaking of her period, it’s mega late here and that’s why it’s so heavy. (Don't @ me I made a chart for tracking her period for this story.) She’d be soothing herself with her healing abilities but she wiped herself out maintaining that barrier in her sleep. (In the OVA series she only uses barriers as a reactive quick momentary thing to push other things back, and while I love that, I am once again obsessed with shielding magic (thank you discipline priests in WoW) so I’m being more flexible about it here. The idea that she could 'hold' a barrier to protect herself for a time (or indeed, protect others) at a high cost is fun to me.

Alicia’s “other” trick to help with cramping is an orgasm, if that flew over your head. HAHAHAH.

In the context of Alicia, Raine thinks if Alicia’s fate was going to be tragic anyway, it’s good she had someone so wonderful to show love to her first. Also, I find it incredibly moving that Alicia indirectly and unknowingly changed so many lives in the world just by having known and loved Regal, so I like the idea that this is something Regal is aware of and keeps with him always.

I thought I was so clever when I came up with Raine telling Regal he loved others well because it's such a deeply truthful and touching thing to say, but the other week I went back to read a ‘fic I re-read in...March I think? (I’ll read it 100 times, I don’t care), and…wouldn’t you know that I found a similar line? The context is different, but I can’t pretend I might not have been influenced by it, so I’m crediting GryphonFledgling with at least part of the inspiration!

You can find the line in Chapter 3 of “The Noble Spice.”

Anyway, Raine isn’t just referring to Alicia when she says Regal loves others well: she means he experiences love and shows love well (and this includes his capacity for forgiveness, too, like he showed to George). She admires him! (And she wants to be able to show love well enough that those she loves know that she loves them.)

We have something like a love confession here, but it’s…not really that? Sorry if you feel ripped off, but Raine and Regal aren’t so stupid they don’t know the love goes both ways; it's the exact nature of that love that makes it a bit more complex than that. For now!

Anyway, we have the kiss from Regal’s perspective. FINALLY.

Inspiration for the dance/kiss scene in general were drawn from these two images:

Regal's a good bit taller than Raine which is why I had her left hand fiddling with the lapel of his jacket (instead of on his shoulder or around his neck). And honestly the strap falling thing gets me every time, heh.

Thanks again for reading everyone!

#tales of symphonia #raine sage #regal bryant #regal x raine #mannafics

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kaianeedskafa · 2 years

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an AFTG headcannon:

Dan makes the team take turns during workouts at the gym to put their liked songs on shuffled play for everyone so that they can share their music taste with the rest of the group. everyone agrees because it makes the entire thing far more interesting

so they go in team order

first it’s Dan who unsurprisingly hits shuffle to ‘What Does The Fox Say’ followed by ‘Bad Case of Loving You’ (which she danced with Matt to and is now one of her favourites) no one’s surprised by either song or the way Matt and Dan start shouting the lyrics.

then it’s Kevin’s turn. he hits shuffle to ‘Achilles Come Down’ and some Bastille like ‘Icarus’ and ‘Pompeii’ with a mix of ‘Greek God’ thrown in there too. being a history nerd it’s pretty much expected and no one blinks an eye just gets straight to work.

after that comes Andrew. so the whole group being snoopy as hell watches him unlock his phone to hit shuffle (his wallpapers are really cursed photos of neil and the cats, blurred and everything) and what comes on is Katy Perry’s ‘Hot and Cold’. he sets his phone down, it blasts through the speakers, he picks up his jump rope and starts working out, everyone’s staring, Neil’s looking at his phone trying to determine if it’s broken. after the song’s over Taylor Swift appears and Andrew’s mouthing along every line. they’re all shocked.

Matt unsurprisingly has a mixture of guilty-pleasure rap and rock music and some low vibe tunes. ‘Chill’ comes on and everyone’s enjoying themselves and then a complete opposite genre hits and you have Panic! At The Disco’s ‘House of Memories’ blaring and everyone’s scrambling at the phone to turn it the hell down. Then it’s ‘Beggin’’ and everyone’s rocking out to the classic and in general they find Matt’s taste pretty chill.

so then it’s Aaron’s turn. Aaron somehow has the gayest taste because half his songs are Troye Sivan and the other half are genuinely good also. but everyone’s caught off guard as Wannabe by Spice Girls comes on. Aaron’s eyes go wide in panic, he leaps for his phone. Nicky snatches it and Aaron chases him around the room as it plays shouting protests no one believes that Katelyn added it not him.

Seth (rip but we’ll include him) is completely unsurprising. half his songs are rock, the other half are EDM, all of them are men swearing into the microphone for half an hour, all of his liked songs are labelled E for explicit. they listen to ‘YEAH RIGHT’ and ‘Parents’ and other shit that Andrew completely vibes with too but refuses to say and they have a pretty good time swearing their lungs out over the lyrics.

so Allison’s next. she follows her boyfriend up with a bunch of songs about how girls don’t need men or money, her songs are either pretty empowering or downright popular girl taste. they hear a range from ‘Cheap Thrills’, ‘Scars To Your Beautiful’ and ‘Bang Bang’ all in the 20 minutes they’re listening for.

after that comes Nicky. somehow his taste is less gay than Aaron yet he has a bunch of girly-pop songs and viral tiktok sounds and shit and everyone recognises each one in a heartbeat (except neil who’s oblivious as the day is long). you’ll hear ‘24K Magic’, ‘Youngblood’ and even ‘Slow Hands’ (which Aaron mimes puking to).

Renee is completely emo, half of them expected it, half of them are shocked. She’s got Lorde and Lana Del Ray on repeat, she plays ‘Royals’ and then ‘Get Stupid’ by bülow and everyone understands her better after the half hour is over.

then very lastly is Neil’s turn. most of its a bunch of old songs his mother would play (definitely a lot of Pink Floyd, The Beatles and Queen) and then the other half are just outright concerning. you have ‘Suicide’ by Issac Dunbar, ‘I Wanna Get Better’ by the Bleachers, ‘Sick Boy’ and so on and everyone’s completely worried for him by the end. Dan asks if he’s alright and Matt hugs him, Neil looks at them confused and over to Andrew who just shrugs.

overall it’s very successful, because they’re only mocking each other’s taste half the time and normally it’s arguing for three quarters of it over the music, so all in all more working out is done :)

#aftg meme #aftg #aftg headcannon #tfc headcanon #the foxhole court #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #kevin day #danielle wilds #matthew boyd #aaron minyard #seth gordon #renee walker #allison reynolds #nicky hemmick

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paris-geller-was-straightwashed · 2 years

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more progress! I have now expanded the house; exterior design, as well as the unseen extra rooms in the main area there which’re the bedroom in the back, the reading/office room on the left, the bathroom on the right, and the upstairs which I WANT to make a library but right now is mostly filled with random furniture LOL I’ve also moved the house and done some terraforming, in that I have a little main road there with the shops with my orchard in the back, a decorated campsite, and a little neighbourhood of my villager houses! I still have a long way to go though LOL

I gotta build the gym and potential park, as well as fully finish the little reading nook I tried to make - all in a days work! but I’m excited for halloween and already got my halloween decorations from nook’s cranny as you can see, and am looking forward to when the actual day comes.

we also got a new villager! I still have yet to get my 10th, but then cleo (who was fine, but just in terms of my own villagers, my least liked) voiced a desire to move, and I thought it might be interesting to see who else we could get. I wanted another normal, as they’re usually very sweet and pretty easy - and it only took my second mystery nook ticket to find norma! she’s a pretty pink cow and is so cute, so that was a good choice.

but mostly the big thing, is that I finally caved and bought happy home paradise - and that’s where most of my acnh time has sunk LOL I won’t bore you with the details, so I’ll just put some of my favourite designs/clients underneath the cut-off. I’m really looking forward to finally being able to re-make my own villagers homes - especially those who have fuck all in their houses, they’re definitely in need of a makeover! LOL

more to update, once I finally get started on my own island again LOL

to start off, of course, the obligatory first house that I did, which was for olivia - unsurprisingly bad, but for a first timer I’m still glad of the work I did LOL

roscoe! roscoe I really loved, the second I saw him on the beach and all alarms blared going “emo horse!!!!!!!!” LOL he was actually the first one I looked up to see their colour palate and their interests to decorate the house. I don’t actually have any cranky types on my island, and I always said I didn’t want one, but I think if I get some ambiio cards and I land him, he’s definitely coming over X)

my second favourite client probably, dizzy! he was just so cute and adorable, impossible not to love. he wanted a playroom, and I actually think I did I good job on that (though you can’t really see the toy section from this angle but this was the best photo LOL). he’s another I want to get if I get his ambiio card.

here’s huck! this one I like especially, bc his theme was that he wanted a room to have adventures. I have a habit when home building to just, like, put things in corners (the bed, t.v & couch, kitchen or bathroom, etc) to make sections and I end up doing that with a lot of the homes, but with this one instead I thought to mix it up. I put in a little cave, and then built around it with a sleeping bag and campfire and whatnot to make it seem like he was a travelling adventurer, taking shelter there for the night. I think it turned out nice!

my most recent! sterling said he wanted a ‘sci-fi’ theme, which I immediately jumped on - and had so much fun doing. I built him a little base control in the centre, then, as if he was on a travelling ship like the enterprise, a bunk-bed, a rec corner with a tv and couch, and a kitchen full of stocked food cans and synthetic meals LOL

here’re some yards I’m pretty proud of - the insides meh, but I liked how the outsides turned out, of both melba who wanted a ‘fairytale’ theme and tipper who wanted a farm, respectively

and here’s just some rooms I think turned out nice or a just enjoyed LOL

this is just a fun one, from when I got assigned the restaurant make-over; during the clip show you get to see after, there was a moment where curt just stopped here and fully stared at me for a good few full seconds - I think he’s pissed I didn’t leave him any counter space LOL

and finally, here’s a cute photo of me and wardell

#animal crossing #animal crosing new horizons #acnh #animal crossing happy home paradise #acnh hhp #I'm definitely not at the type of skill of some of the designers or terraformers #I don't know how ppl plot out those islands with such specific layouts that're full with all those little details #but considering I started out having no idea how to even plot my island I'm happy with where I've gotten

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etherealbelphie · 2 years

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Texting Headcanons

Fandom: Hetalia

Warnings: Brief mentions of violence, I guess? Nothing worse than what's in the show, if that helps.

Characters: America, Britain, Canada, Germany, Italy.

Hi everyone! I promise, this is still an Obey Me! blog. I just wanted to try something a little different. Maybe if people like it I'll start accepting requests for Hetalia too? I'd have to do some reorganization. I'm not sure, we'll see.

Also, I tried to start a second account. I posted this same post twice on two different accounts (@ethereal-italy and @ethereal-1taly) but they don't seem to be showing when I search them up. Hence why I'm posting them here instead of elsewhere.

Lastly, I ended up really liking this format, so you might spot some changes in old works.

Sorry for the rambling, I hope you enjoy!

-Ethereal (● ∀ ●)

America

So many emojis.

So much slang.

So many abbreviations.

So. Many. Typos.

It's barely even comprehensible English at this point, honestly.

Sends you random posts and selfies all the time.

Words cannot express how often he spams you.

Once, in the middle of the night, he was bored and you weren't answering him.

He sent you the entire Bee movie script word by word.

You turned your notifications off after that.

Now he's sad because you muted him :(

Britain

Exact opposite of America.

No emojis or emoticons, ever.

He's texting in complete sentences with punctuation and everything.

He's not the type to spam.

He's the type to send full length paragraphs in every message.

Like, some take three big scrolls to get through.

It reads more like a formal letter than a text message.

He doesn't send you random pictures or posts, nor does he text you for no reason.

If he wants to connect with you that badly, he's going to actually pick up the phone and call you.

Canadia Canada

Doesn't text you too often because he doesn't want to bother you.

Unless you have specifically said you like getting texts from him.

Though he will send good morning or good night texts.

No emojis, lots of emoticons though.

Also.

You know how ':D' gives off super wholesome vibes, and ':)' is more 'I'm gonna kill you and your entire family' vibes?

Yeah, Canada doesn't get that concept.

You know he means well, but him reminding you to 'Be safe and lock your doors :)' is still a little unnerving-

Definitely prefers phone calls. He likes to hear your voice :3

Germany

Messages are short and to the point.

Honestly, sometimes it's not even full sentences.

"You. Me. Arby's. 4pm. Be there."

Did he invite you to dinner or a duel...?

Another who prefers phone calls over texting

Unsurprisingly, no emojis.

He once added a flower to the end of a message (he was trying something okay???) and Italy was so disturbed he wouldn't talk to Germany for a week.

Italy. Wouldn't talk. To Germany. For a WEEK.

So no more emojis for him

Italy

Communicates in emojis as much as possible.

Once, instead of telling you what time to meet him, he sent you a teeny clock emoji with its hands pointing to the time.

You did not get it right.

He does not do that anymore.

When he cannot convey what he means in emojis, he usually sends pretty short messages.

They're not perfect like Britain's, but at least they're legible, unlike America's.

Doesn't send you posts, just doesn't seem like something he'd do.

He's not one to send random selfies while out and about, he doesn't want you to be jealous.

He kind of just shows up and asks if you want to go with him instead.

However...

He's sent you so many embarrassing photos of Japan and Germany for safekeeping.

Also probably prefers phone calls for actual conversations though.

#hetalia #hetalia headcanons #hetalia america #hetalia britain #hetalia uk #hetalia england #hetalia canada #hetalia germany #hetalia italy

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tactful-kind-daedra · 1 year

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~~Modern Verse Headcanon: Part 2~~

[[More musings on other details and such. Originally, I kept things pretty run-of-the mill. Daedra and Xander just get hitched, but then i thought on a few points I thought were fun. Also boost Daedra’s ‘usefulness’ a bit. You know, give her a bit more than - got a free ride off Xander’s family fortune.]] ———————————————————————–

- I haven’t decided if the Hotel Weekend Getaway is what initiates things officially, but it certainly is the beginning of the headway of ‘problems’. Some point after it, Xander and Garon get into the heated argument of heated arguments. Basically ends with Xander walking out of the company and losing his claim to it. Garon just intends to hoist the business burdens on Leo and Camilla.

-So yeah, surprising turn most modern verses don’t take: Xander is essentially broke and jobless now. This is where Daedra gets to shine in the relationship though: as she is pretty well versed in getting by with practically nothing to her name. It’s certainly more taxing on Xander, but he’s a fighter of course, and he doesn’t have to really figure all the stressful shit on his own.

- The family/job walkout debacle is probably because the two understandably wanted to get married. Xander was initially expected to bring in someone from a large company/wealthy name etc to the family, and even he had grown to accept that fact years prior. So it is a big upset (to Garon) when he basically goes: actually, no, I’ll marry who I want~ Camilla, Leo, and Elise are.... not surprised. Though they are sweating and panicking a bit now that the ‘real’ head of the family is out on his ass.

-Xander and Daedra just do a court marriage; nice and simple (and most importantly: cheap!) Maybe right away, maybe hold off. The timing doesn’t matter too much. This is the point in their life when they refer back to it as: ‘living in the apartment’. Because that’s basically what they do: they find a rinky, teeny ass-cheap apartment and get to living in it. And boy, what an apartment it is! Not the biggest dump, but it’s laughably small and cramped. So small that Xander has to duck to walk through the doorways.

-For the next couple of years, Xander and Daedra get by as they can. Both work on and off, with Xander usually taking up office type blue collar jobs. He basically switches when he realizes he can’t get better pay, while Daedra fluctuates between a part-time job (maybe a secretary- oh ho ho~~) and managing the finances and living situation. It’s rough at first but they get a groove and can enjoy their situation together.

-Unsurprisingly, Daedra gets pregnant at some point in all this. Not quite planned, but they’re also not upset about it. By this point they’re not struggling as badly, so little Siegbert does get to stay in the apartment. Daedra has lots of pictures of him and their living arrangement in a special photo album appropriately labeled: The Apartment.

-Around this time, it’s become very clear that Garon is not very good at running Nohr Corp. In fact, he’s basically running it to the ground, where it’s hemorrhaging money and has been since Xander left. Leo’s doing his best, but as he’s mostly been doing what was expected on him, no one realized that Xander was literally running things 1000%. To the point he was going back to fix things on his father’s behalf, so without him, Garon just went on blatantly spending funds on loose women, buy properties and having expenses in absorbent amounts, as well as breaking contracts and deals at his leisure. Basically: things are in the red and flaming.

-Siegbert is about 1 years old when Leo and Camilla reach out to Xander. They’d kept consistent contact all this time, with Xander offering advice but basically keeping pulled back from the family business. However, at the threat of everything collapsing, his siblings urge him to come back and take over again. Xander can run it better than any, not to mention a lot of partners pulled out when he left. Basically if he’s back to negotiate, they’ll be willing to work with Nohr again. Originally, Xander was very pressed to not get back into that mess after the fight, but realizing it might put his siblings in a situation he and Daedra were almost in. Not to mention, having a child of his own now and his growing family forced to live in a dinky apartment, he has to seriously reconsider.

-As expected, Xander and his siblings basically agree to go in full force and wrestle Nohr Corp from Garon and set to have it run appropriately. Xander isn’t entirely enthused, as he grew to enjoy his ‘every man’ work and being a bit less stressed, but can’t in good conscious turn the comfy lifestyle away from his family (except Garon who gets fucked off to a rich bastard retirement prison. Like he’s around the company but gets to do nothing)

-Daedra also has hesitance, solely for Xander’s mental well-being but like him, it’s hard to argue when there’s a cute baby and the promise of a nice house and all the luxuries that come with it. It’s hard, but still a lifetime better than how it was for him. It takes awhile but once again they get into a comfortable routine. Daedra doesn’t take a proper job after this point, but she does things from home and comes in to help when needed.

-Hoping off @theothervonkarmagirl // @gallant-gained ‘s canon: Siegbert eventually gets to go to a fancy business boarding school out of the country. Daedra isn’t really happy on the decision, but Xander feels it’ll give him the best options for the future. He doesn’t like sending him off either, but the school is prestige enough that the name alone will bring him enough opportunities in adulthood.

-Xander and Daedra have Rose when Siegbert is roughly 7 or 8 years old. As his school is boys only, Rose stays home and goes to basic local schools. Mostly cause Daedra couldn’t take both her children being away (sorry, Siegbert). He eventually returns home to attend public high school after a mishap with his boarding school leaves it getting shut down. (we’ll give a nice reason like construction or something. It was old and falling the hell apart)

-While Xander spends a lot of time in the office and on business trips, he generally comes home every evening. Daedra focuses mostly on the house keeping types of things, but she still helps Xander with paper work and things she can do from home. They surprisingly don’t spend a lot of money on things, other than their children’s previous schools. Most goes into trust funds for the family.

-Daedra and Xander are pretty content and go on weekly/bi-weekly dates when they can. Movies, restaurants, and other varied common things. They sometimes even go to Sonic’s for old time’s sake. If I’m honest, I can’t see Xander being super fond of the food even back in the day, but it’s more a sentimental memory type of thing. Daedra and Xander aren’t a very public ‘lovey-dovey’ couple, nor have they ever been, but are generally always together if they can be. They casually go about holding hands or with arms looped and talk.

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#Headcanon #Modern Verse #Daedra and Xander

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Wildfire, Chapter Four MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: You guys go on a horse ride through the surrounding area

Reader: Male

Warnings: Me being a major horse girl

Now playing: 'Mary' by Alex G

AN: UPDATED this one! I made Max hate you a bit more than in the old version 😋 I noticed that i really struggle with capturing emotion in texts. TRUST ME, the story is really emotional in my head, im just shitty at putting it into words. ALSO BABES, i had to copy half of this fic letter by letter from a word document because my fucking copy and paste isn't working.

Im really exited for the next chapter! My goal is to give more insight into Maxies emotions. As i said, i suck at capturing emotions in text, so you don't really know much about his feelings at this point.

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An acoustic guitar began playing loudly, tearing you out of your deep slumber. Your hair was all messed up and you felt… sticky. You only remember snippets from last night, but you knew that at one point you were on your mechanic’s shoulders, doing the macarena. And surely there are some embarrassing videos and photos floating around…

Max made no effort to get up and tried to sleep through the noise, but you were already awake, so you’d also like to know who’d woken you up. You silently walked towards the door, the carpet under your feet feeling warm and fuzzy. The door creaked while you opened it, revealing the warm morning sun. Outside was a group of redbull team members and most importantly, christian, with a guitar and a cowboy hat. He was singing his heart out and exaggeratedly strummed his acoustic. Finally, Max had gotten up too and made his way over to the door. You opened the door slightly more to reveal your view to him. Max deadpanned and shot you a questioning look. He looked very sleep ridden and was probably still hungover.

“Good morning, guys!”, now all the people who were resting, stood outside of their cabins.

Horner was smiling brightly, like the sun itself. “Breakfast is served in 30 minutes, I’ll tell you about the activities we’ll be doing today after eating.”, he was met by sleepy and partially grumpy faces. “Chop, chop guys!”

Like meerkats running to their dens, all team members disappeared in their cabins. You were in no rush and plopped back down on your bed. Unsurprisingly, Max had already gotten up and changed in the small on-suite bathroom.

You were mindlessly scrolling through your Instagram feed before your fellow driver cleared his throat. You lowered your phone and looked at him with a questioning glance. “Breakfast is in 6 Minutes, get ready.”

You scrambled to pick out a simple outfit for the day and rushed to the bathroom to change. When you walked out of the lavatory, Max was still standing by the entrance with crossed arms. He then opened the door, motioning you to go first.

You mumbled a small ‘thanks’ before heading towards a large gazebo with a breakfast buffet. The air was filled with delicious smells of scrambled egg, bacon, waffles and many other goodies.

Once you’d grabbed yourself a well-rounded meal, you sat on the free spot next to Christian, who was facing Max and one of the popular mechanics. The strawberries on your plate looked perfect, a vibrant red swirling all around its curved shapes. You bit into it and enjoyed the fresh, fruity flavor. Your team principal raised an eyebrow and offered you and Max a curious and slightly mischievous look. “Have you two been getting along?” Max shot a quick look your way, then proceeded to sigh quietly and say: “Yes. Totally.” Horner side eyed you, expecting an answer from you too, even if you were stuffing your face with strawberries. You nodded frantically, not wanting to talk with a full mouth.

Christian wasn’t quite convinced but decided to let it go and start talking about another topic.

“So, this area is actually… “

The horse next to you was sleepily swatting away flies while sunbathing. Horner had announced that everyone would be going on a guided ride through the area. You were divided up into groups of 10, to ensure safety.

‘Stella’ was the name stitched on the horse’s halter, she seemed like a calm, friendly mare.

You used to do horseback riding up until your racing career got more serious. You wanted to focus on one sport, but you had to admit that you missed it. While brushing your horse’s bay coat, you allowed yourself to glance over her withers. Max was standing there, looking confused. He had two brushes in his hands and seemed to not know which one to use first.

“The red one.” He looked startled and shot you a confused look. “What?”

“You need to use the red one first, to get out the rough dirt. After that the other one to get rid of the leftover dust.”, you then focused on the animal in front of you again. Max mumbled a quiet thanks before beginning to clean his particularly dirty horse.

Stella was standing still, waiting patiently. After helping some of your team members tack up and get on their horses, you yourself mounted your horse.

The bison-looking ranger guided your group out of the camp and onto a beautiful trail. You passed a broad meadow like landscape, watching some majestic elks quenching their thirst at a river which crawls trough the valley like a big, ice-blue snake. The rustling of dry grass beneath your horses’ feet was accompanied by a gently blowing wind. Multiple people in your group were deeply enveloped in idle chit chat, talking about how they wish their kids were here, or how the landscape is beautiful, or about having to call the dentist.

You risked a look to your right and saw Max staring off into the distance. His reins were way too loose, and his feet were too far in the stirrups, but he seemed at peace.

The hard worker. The type to get stressed easily if their work isn't perfect. This was exactly who he was, he was his biggest critic. His shoulders are always tense, but now he looked fully relaxed, sitting loosely on the horse. A light wind played with a few strands that peeked out from under the helmet he was wearing.

Minding your own business, you averted your eyes and looked around the landscape, spotting a fox in the distance; It was playing in front of what looked like it's den. Cute, you thought.

Max had felt your eyes on him, so he turned his head to look at you, but you were spacing out while looking at the sloping hills. Now it was his turn to observe you; One of your hands was resting on you thigh, while the other was holding the reins with a certain confidence. Your cheeks were slightly reddened from the gentle wind and your body was moving in a comfortable rhythm together with the horse. When you kept your cocky comments to yourself, you were a decent person, he thought. The dutch quickly chased that thought away though, you were annoying.

Once you'd returned from the ride, you wanted to shower. Smelling like horses for the rest of the day wasn't exactly on your to-do list.

Warm water trickled down your body and it felt like the most wonderful massage. It had been quite a while since you've last ridden a horse and your muscles made sure to complain about that. It was surprisingly cold outside the camp; You must've caught a cold since you were sniffling every now and then.

The door to your cabin opened and Max stepped in. He could hear the shower running and rolled his eyes. He urgently wanted to shower, but of course you were occupying it. While absently scrolling through his phone, he prepared a polo shirt and some jeans he fished out of his suitcase.

The sound of steps made him turn his head. Your hair was still wet, the occasional drop landing on your grey shirt. "Just a little heads up, the water pressure is complete shit." Max nodded courtly before disappearing in the bathroom himself.

You drizzled a bit of salad dressing over your fresh, crisp salad on your plate. Once again you made your way over to Horner to sit down and eat. He was yapping about how much his 'old man bum' hurt. Max sat in front of him and was laughing at his pals antics. Max's expression soured a bit at the sight of you. Not a lot, but enough for the brit in front of him to notice. Christian didn't adress it, but instead started a conversation; "So, y/n I've noticed you seem experienced with horses. Why's that?" He was a sweet person, but you knew he didn't exactly care for your answer but wanted to ease the tension. After all it was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"So, i actually used to do horse riding when i was a kid..."

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