#at one point there is beanie which i very much appreciated

[wangxianficrecs]

Rewind 2023 - Follower Recs

WangxianFicRecs - Rewind 2023

For our Rewind 2023, our dear followers were also able to submit Follower Recs of their favourite stories published in 2023 for you to enjoy! Thank you to everyone who shared their recs and make sure to give the authors some love!

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Lovely fic, the worldbuilding really got me hook, it is background but absolutely fascinating. -Anon

The Lines of your Soul

by athena_crikey

M, 24k, Wangxian & Nielan

Summary: At this point he just wants to get Lan Zhan horizontal so he can sleep off the drugs that are making him make little confused snuffling noises and ask questions like “How soft is purple?” and “Where did the moon go?” and “Why does Wei Ying smile all the time?” Lan Zhan under the influence is cute, and it makes Wei Wuxian genuinely angry because he cannot appreciate it. This is not something Lan Zhan chose, this is not even an accident, this is an intentional violation and none of the sounds or questions or wide-eyed glances Lan Zhan is giving him are his choice.

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Not an easy read, there is a lot of hurt there, but how lwj and wwx behaved in such an awful situation really got to me. -Anon

swallowing rocks, swallowing peach skins

by AvoOwO

M, 24k, Wangxian

Summary: There is an indescribable rage boiling within Lan Wangji's chest. Lan Wangji has often heard stories of unsuspecting travelers being taken from their camp within the night, held against their wills only to be somehow found weeks later, dead and in the most horrid of states. Stories are hard enough to read about. It is worse, he thinks, when it is Wei Ying he is here with, gagged and bound in the same way. They walk, and walk, and walk, and they do not stop.

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Lwj and wwx are just. such disasters. and I loved their jobs, especially lwj. it was a very enjoyable read. -Anon

To See You (Again)

by FrameofMind (@frameofmind6), Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle)

E, 84k, Wangxian

Part of Bottomji Big Bang 2023

Summary: A new job brings Wei Ying to London, and back into Lan Zhan's life. Many things have changed since their time in boarding school (Lan Zhan is out of the closet, arranges charcuterie boards, stocks a fine bar…), but their friendship slots right back into place like no time has passed. Wei Ying is a little perplexed by the fact that Lan Zhan apparently doesn't have any interest in dating anyone despite being an obvious catch—but hey, at least that means he doesn't have to fight anyone for Lan Zhan's time and attention. And besides, it's not like Wei Ying is in any big rush to find himself a girlfriend either. It’s all working out great!

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This story is a ton of fun and such a different and interesting concept. @danegen

Pairfire

by PaidSubscription

E, 65k, Wangxian

Part of Bottomji Big Bang 2023

Summary: Welcome, young cultivators, to the most important event of your lives: your Coming of Age Symposium. At dawn tomorrow, you will be assigned to your pairmate. You will then complete the following courses together. Week 1: Love Languages (core course) Week 2: Conflict Resolution (core course) Week 3: Guided Gender Selection (core course, ongoing) Week 4: Caring for Your Pairmate in Distress (elective) Week 5: Heat Week (elective) On your final day you will choose which permanent A/B/O gender is right for you. We will provide guidance as you try each of them in the coming weeks. Good luck. OR: WangXian are unexpectedly paired for a relationship course. Shenanigans, pining, gender feels and horniness ensues. With art by Beanie.

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This series was so much fun, especially watching Lan Wangji's lust for Wei Wuxian from Su She's POV. And I'm grateful the author included a second part so we can see all the bits we missed and how wangxian got together. Also lwj's competency kink for wwx's brilliance was gold. @gentil-minou

💙 The epic college romance between Wei Ying and Lan Zhan

by KizuKatana (@kizukatana)

E, WIP, Series, 57k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary part one: The (bitter) third party pov of the epic college romance between Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, as told from the pettiest NPC to ever exist. - - - - - A new student transferred into the university in their second year, and Su She was gleeful to see how much Lan Zhan was irritated by him from the very first day that the student (Wei something) showed up late for class with a ratty hoodie pulled up over his head and proceeded to sleep through lecture. Finally, someone else would be the butt of everyone’s jokes as they watched Wei Ying constantly try and fail to get Lan Zhan’s attention. When midterm grades came out, Su She was expecting the guy to be humiliated. That was… not what happened. Worse still, Lan Zhan was now actually turning his head to look at the guy when he spoke. And... wait, was Lan Zhan… putting his hand on the guy’s ass?! No. Su She does not accept this.

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I love historical aus and Greaser!WWX with GoldenBoy!LWJ is one we know well, butI love this fic for all the heart it has and the way it covers setting-typical homophobia. Wangxian get a happy ending and then the epilogue at the end really just made me feel all kinds of feelings about being queer. @gentil-minou

Mad about the Boy

by TriviasFolly (@triviasfolly)

M, 62k, Wangxian

Summary: It's 1954, and Lan Zhan's life would be going well if it wasn't for the charming Wei Ying. Did he say charming? He meant annyoing. If it wasn't for that smile Lan Zhan could accept the future planned for him, the job as Cheif Surgeon who returned home to a demure wife who'd cook him dinner and asking him about his day. Instead, he finds himself dreaming about something more. So when Wei Ying offers him a deal, one that would get him out of Lan Zhan's life he took it. When the evening goes wrong, Lan Zhan expects his life to be over. Instead, he finds it's just the start of a new chapter.

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The way this author made the story of the Scarlet Pumpenel fit in mdzs is, in my opinion, masterful. The arranged marriage is built on devastating misunderstanding after devastating misunderstanding, but the identity shenanigans are so fun! Other highlights include Jiang sect love and wangxian adopting not only A-Yuan but MXY as well. So much fun and an epic adventure! @gentil-minou

The Scarlet Lotus

by rainbowninja167 (@rainbowtitania)

M, 137k, Wangxian

Summary: In the years following the Sunshot Campaign, the mysterious, masked cultivator who’d defeated Wen Ruohan took on many identities: the Yiling Patriarch, leader of the Wen rebels, enemy of the Jin Sect, practitioner of wicked tricks. His true name was shrouded in mystery. He always wore a mask. He carried no sword; wore no clan colors or insignia. Clouds of resentful energy clung to him as he walked. But there was one thing that absolutely everyone agreed on: the Yiling Patriarch could not possibly be from the Jiang Sect. Or: a Scarlet Pimpernel-inspired fix-it featuring Wei Wuxian in disguise, Lan Wangji determined to bring the nefarious Yiling Patriarch to justice, and the hijinks that ensue when you accidentally marry your greatest enemy/love of your life.

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Another fun and sexy fic built on misunderstandings but I love the tone of this one! There's a lot of heart in this fic along with some real world issues along with just lots of wwx love, which makes this fic something i reread again and again! @gentil-minou

With No Particular Affection

by Chrononautical (@chrononautintraining)

E, 92k, Wangxian

Summary: A prominent physicist and professor, Wei Ying has built a life for himself in Chicago. He's safe, he's happy, and he has plans for his future. Unfortunately, those plans are derailed the moment he finds out his brother is in trouble. To save the family business, it will have to be Wei Ying's life on the line. He has to marry his old high school crush, Lan Zhan.

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wangxian exploring their sexuality while getting to act their age in cloud recesses is such a wonderful premise, and I love the way this fic lets them not being good at it. Also the little excerpts from the book throughout were such fun and always made me giggle! @gentil-minou

Fentao-laoshi's Guide to Cut-Sleeve Pleasures

by occultings (microcomets) (@microcomets)

E, 31k, Wangxian

Part of the good place server exchange 2023

Summary: Lan Wangji says, “I am also looking to . . . gain practical experience. It seemed mutually advantageous.” “Mutually advantageous,” Wei Wuxian echoes. “Wait. Do you mean I’d get to . . . ?” Lan Wangji stares at him. “Practice — on you?” Wei Wuxian finishes, his eyes round with disbelief. — During a shared summer studying in the Cloud Recesses, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian diligently pursue an informed sexual education. What could possibly be the harm in some mutual learning?

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the most heartbreaking, angsty, canon setting arranged marriage au i've read so far, in the best way. We get to see things from LWJ's pov and while his actions make sense, it's still so devastating as we watch WWX be affected by it all. The happy ending makes the hurt all the better too! @gentil-minou

💙 Concord

by Deastar (@youhideastar)

T, 41k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: Lan Wangji hopes, somewhat frivolously, that his betrothed might find him an acceptable companion. Neither he nor Wei Wuxian are able to bear children, so there will be no need to share a marital bed; that should make it easier for the two of them to reach a natural, comfortable equilibrium. Two strings played in harmony: this is Lan Wangji’s quiet hope, as he arranges the Jingshi to accommodate a second inhabitant. Perhaps, he thinks, they might even become friends.

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MothXian and WitchJi!!!!! The art for this au is always so lovely, and this fic fits it perfectly! The author has this gorgeous, dreamy prose that really enhances the setting and the sweetness of wangxian in this is so beautiful. @gentil-minou

light a lantern (and guide me home)

by xuanxuanwo (ostentatiouslyrealistic) (@xuanxuanwo)

T, 63k, Wangxian

Summary: At first, he thinks he’s caught a bird; it’s the size of one of his palms and wrapped fully in damp feathers. As he shuffles toward the beam of light that streams through the open window, he wonders how it managed to fly into his lantern, shut the door, and latch it against the wild gales of the wind. Then, he takes a closer look, thumbing across its feathers, and realizes that they’re not feathers at all. They’re leaves. Startled, Lan Zhan shifts as gently as possible and, using the tip of his finger, parts them to reveal a body, complete with tiny limbs and a small face, all of it wrapped in the dress made from peony petals. “Oh,” Lan Zhan breathes softly, heart clenching. “Oh, what are you?” -- A thunderstorm brings tea master and herbalist Lan Zhan a companion he never knew he needed. A tale of love, loss, and letting go.

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Rockstar!WWX and Bookseller!LWJ and they are just the cutest. Notting Hill is a classic romcom and this fic fits the romcom vibe perfectly. @gentil-minou

When the Lights Come Up

by brooklinegirl

E, 50k, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Zhan's brother draws to a halt next to him, staring at the man on the other side of the counter. "Oh, it is you, isn't it?" The man, still propped against the counter on his elbow, gives Lan Huan a grin, then directs it at Lan Zhan again. "I don't know," he says. "Is it? Am I?" "You are." Lan Huan is hurrying around to the other side of the counter, a wide smile on his face, while Lan Zhan looks on, feeling more and more perplexed, like he's stepped into some alternate universe where absolutely nobody is making any sense at all. "Wei Wuxian! Lan Zhan, do you know who this is? It's Wei Wuxian!" Lan Huan is reaching for the man's hand, and he pushes himself lazily to standing, shaking Lan Huan's hand warmly. "In the flesh," he says. "You caught me." "My goodness." Lan Huan is staring at him like he's never seen a human being before in his life. "What on earth are you doing here, of all places?

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magical wangxian who adopt mo xuanyu in a setting that's written so vividly, the whole place comes alive! it's part of a larger series but it can be read alone, but most importantly the characters are so patient and kind with such great moments between them all @gentil-minou

quiet, blooming hours

by Sanguis (@bel-ennui)

T, 13k, Wangxian

Summary: Fingers push through the earth, and a long lost boy takes the first gasping breath of his second life. The house of buried things has a new surprise for Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.

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[drunkenlionwrites]

Hi, how are you?

Can i request headcanons about how Vash would react to finding out reader (gender neutral) has pointed ears?

Like, reader is always seen wearing a beanie that conveniently hides their ears and one day, during a fight with bounty hunters, they lost their beanie and Vash end up seeing reader's ears.

Later, when asked why reader didn't told him, reader just gives him a piece of paper that has written "how to tell your boyfriend you have pointed ears in 3 steps" in it.

Reader was planning on telling him but the plan got ruined.

When asked how their ears are like that, reader just shrugs and says "mama told me it was a birth defect and, well, i never questioned it".

Also, reader's ears are very expressive.

They are happy/excited? Their ears perk up.

They are sad/depressed? Their ears drop down.

They hear something from afar? Their ears move up and down as if it was trying to find out where the sound was coming from.

I'm so sorry of this is super long.

I hope you have a good day!

Hi nonnie! I am doing really great lately, thank you for asking 😌 This request is kinda a full blown headcanon already, so I’m wondering what I can actually add up to it, cause it’s so precise. But the idea is really cute, I hope you don’t mind if I changed the thing about the ears a bit. I’ve just finished watching/reading ‘Heavenly Delusion’ last week and I’m totally in love with Mimihime’s ears. They’re exactly as expressive as you’ve written in your ask and are also pretty easy to hide cause the just look like weirdly cut strands of hair when not moving.

You’ve always been self-conscious of your unorthodox ears. Getting laughed at when you’ve been a kid, so you started hiding them as you were growing older. They pretty much looked inconspicuous if you were not moving them too much, which has been hard since they’ve always been pretty expressive.

During your travels with Vash and company you’ve also tried to be discreet about your ears, preferring to wear hats or a beanie to hide them. It also made you feel more vulnerable since you couldn’t analyze your surroundings that well with hearing obstructed by the thick material.

So once when you’ve been surrounded by bandits and couldn’t manage to hear properly where exactly they’ve been lurking in search of you and Vash, you decided to just rip off your hat and release your ears, which immediately rose up in all their furry glory, allowing you to pinpoint almost the exact location of each goon, helping Vash to swiftly deal with them.

Vash’s been quite puzzled about your ears, but even more by the fact that you’ve hidden it from him for too long, having you confess that you’ve been trying to find the proper time to tell him, but couldn’t, showing some notes in your personal diary you’ve made with rough drafts of what you’ve been wanting to say to him when you open up about your ears.

Vash really came to love your ears, finding cute that he’s not the only ‘weird’ one and also appreciated the way your alleviated hearing helped your group more than once in tough spots.

#vash x reader #trigun x reader #vash x you #trigun x you #vash headcanons #trigun headcanons #lion writes

[ria-writes-stories]

For: @taminam02 because- art- I dunno I just wanna show my appreciation towards an artist that I enjoy the content of very much

Ship: Smokey bat (Uzi x Sam, cuz I noticed they liked the last one)

Genre: Romance, Cotton

Title: Cozzy cats

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(No one's pov)

Uzi was simply doodling in class, as usual, because her intelligence was far above the average of the class, meaning that every work that the teacher assigned to the class was under stimulating for her, therefore...the teacher gave a challenge enough for her. "Uzi, Sam, pair one for the group project-" "WHAT?!" Uzi said snapping her head up as her eyes widen while she broke the pencil she was holding in her hand as a few other students near her got startled by her sudden burst of a loud scream.

The teacher sighed and rolled his eyes. "Uzi- you need to partner up and develop social skills-" "I DON'T NEED 'EM!" Uzi said standing up on the desk angrily. "Ugh, Uzi please sit down." The teacher said rubbing his forehead as Uzi proceeded to point at the teacher while pressing the poor student's head in front of her onto the desk using it as support for the strange cat like position she was in. "BITE ME!"

The discussion was cut short by the bell and everyone left the classroom as did the teacher leaving Uzi unable to negotiate to do her project on her own, like always.

Uzi groaned loudly in annoyance as she kicked a chair and crossed her arms over her hands before hearing a snore which caught her off guard, startling her and making her turn around to see where the noise came from. To her surprise a drone was asleep, resting their head on their arms, folded over on the desk. He was wearing a cozy sweater and a beanie with his eye color a magenta. Sam was of course as usually far too stoned to be aware of what is going around him so there is no surprise that he was sleeping during class and even now when classes were over, just now Uzi realised the true challenge she had in front of her, however...she saw it as an opportunity. If he was this spaced off she could still do the project on her own and just write his name at the end of it. Great! Should she tell him about the project? Probably. It was the decend thing to do after all, right? Yeah.

Uzi walked over and gently shook him. "Hey- wake up." "Hm-? Duuude- huh?" Sam looked up at Uzi puzzled as if he expected someone else. "Uhm...so we got paired up for a project but-" "Where is everyone?" Sam asked confused as he looked around tiredly. "They left- school is over. As I was saying we got paired up for a project and-" "Who are you-?" "STOP INTRERRUPTING ME!" Uzi snapped like a hissy feline as Sam's eyes widen in shock as he raised his hands up. "We got paired up for a project however you do not have to do anything, I will do everything and credit your name as well so I'll be going off now, also my name is Uzi-" "Oh-? But- paired up for a project means we both work dudette." "Have you not been listening? Why even would you want to work when you can just not? Also what's a dudette-" "Dudette, it would be unfair if I let you do everything, come on I can do something too." Uzi looked at Sam utterly confuse as he got up and Uzi got a reality check on how tall this guy was besides her, as if it wasn't enough that she was already shorter than Lizzy and Doll...

"Ugh! Fine-! Just- follow me I guess." Uzi mumbled as she took her backpack and started to head out as Sam followed her covering his mouth as he yawned.

Uzi was thinking about the project while Sam followed close behind her, and before Uzi knew she was in her home. Strange...usually she was so lost in thoughts she bumped into all of the doors on her way somewhere, well, usually she didn't have Sam behind her to notice that she's so concentrated in her own world that she could hurt herself, so, he simply opened all of the doors and kept them open until she passed by, hell he even greeted Khan by waving, catching the old man off guard but he didn't seem to question much about why Sam was there or following Uzi, he was too uninterested.

Uzi threw her backpack on the ground. "Take a sit somewhere or something." Uzi said waving her hand as she took out her notebooks and school manuals.

Sam simply flopped onto the bed, resting on his back as he closed his eyes and simply breathed while Uzi opened her PC and began to take care of the project since she already does all of her homework throughout the week the moment she receives it, sometimes doing it during school recess and the small break between lessons as to save up time. Boring details shoo. Any who, while Uzi was working on the project Sam proceeded to get up and sat his head on Uzi's.

"?! What are you doing?" Uzi said with a slight blush on her cheeks as Sam simply looked at the screen. "I told you it's not fair if you are the only one to do the work dudette." Sam said as he placed his hand on Uzi's, which was resting on the mouse of the PC, which caused the angsty rebellious teen to blush further.

He moved it around and clicking at stuff, adding customize to the project, with some surprisingly intriguing animations and features that aren't found in the base of the program, things that Sam simply did on the moment in a few clicks. Uzi was genuinely impressed. "How... did you do that?" "It's just shapes dudette, it's suuuuper easy!" Uzi said in his usual slow sheepish tone as he gave a dorky smile. "You- can't even read!" Uzi said absolutely flagger blasted by Sam's talent. "Yeah dudette, only pictures." He said pulling some papers from under his beanie. How did those fit there? Uzi wasn't going to ask...

Uzi took the files and went through there. They were all advanced programming and engineering! Most of them were indeed based on pictures. Uzi looked up at Sam with a spark of curiosity as she didn't know of any drone other than herself and her dad to be good at these things. "What classes do you take again?" "Advanced coding and engineering dudette, but you seem pretty sharp yourself, why don't you come to those classes?" Sam asked politely as Uzi blushed a bit at the compliment and looked away. "Shut up! And- uh- well- I did take them but I found them...boring so I-"

"Boring? Wo-ho! You are smart dudette!" Sam said doing finger guns at Uzi as he winked and Uzi proceeded to turn around in her chair since it had wheels as she frowned while her cheeks grew extremely hot as she wasn't used to compliments. "Uh-?" Sam said scratching his head as he didn't understand what he did wrong. "So- do we continue the project-?" "Yes! The project!" Uzi said snapping from her flustered self as she turned to the PC. "Uh- I don't have another chair, sorry." She said looking up at Sam. "That's ok, we can work on the bed." "..." Uzi looked at the bed, considered it, and decided to just get over with it.

For the next two hours Sam and Uzi worked on the project together with Sam resting his head on Uzi's and lazily placing his hand on her's and clicking things as he didn't have the energy to just ask her for the mouse so he could do the work himself, and Uzi was too flustered to correct this bad behaviour of his. The project was done before you knew it and as Uzi sat her laptop to it's place as she noticed that Sam was barely awake at this point. "Alright. You can head home now, thanks for the help." Uzi said closing her eyes as she opened the door waiting for Sam to leave but when she didn't hear anything she peeked with one eye and realised that Sam wasn't moving, was he...asleep?

Uzi went over and when she was about to poke him she suddenly got pulled in by a pair of surprisingly strong arms. "WOAH!" Uzi said in shock as Sam pulled her onto the bed, holding her closely to his chest out of instinct. He yawned and then proceeded to go to sleep resting his head on Uzi's. "Hey! Cut it off! Let me go!" Uzi said embarrassed as her cheeks went ablaze. Sam's response? He simply took Uzi's beanie off and held it in the air out of her reach while with the other hand he held her down. Uzi's eyes widened in shock, and they widened even more when she saw that Sam opened one eye and stuck his tongue out with a mischievous smile on his face.

Uzi was absolutely unable to react to this as she felt her heartbeat in her chest as she groaned and tried to get her beanie back squirming in Sam's hand as he simply watched Uzi with a smug smirk, and after a long time of struggling Sam simply placed Uzi's hat back on as he chuckled.* "You're cute dudette." *He said with a sheepish innocent warm smile as Uzi had to move her beanie since it was slightly over her eyes as she blushed madly looking away with a frown as she didn't want to admit that he managed in fact to get her to such a messy state.

An lazy orange cat and a devious black cat, but either way, a cat's a cat. All cats have a hint of mischief, and all cats are stubborn, but they still enjoy affection in whatever shape and manner that they receive it as long as it is gentle and soft.

Silence fell over the two and before you knew it Sam was sleeping while holding Uzi closely with his chest pressing against her back while she was on her phone before she eventually succumed to the warmth of his body.

Two cozy cats sleeping together.

The end

#murder drones uzi #murder drones sam #murder drones smokeybat

[respiteresponse]

dream needs to wear an emo collar choker asap. clawing at the walls thinking about it

my tierlist for scenemo items dream should wear:

F Tier: skinny jeans. HEAR ME OUT. his wide leg mall goth nu metal dragging on the floor catching under the heel of his shoe slay just fits him so well and as much as i would love to see his legs encapsulated by splitting fringing black denim i think his giant jeans are a statement and make him extra moe. he should wear more ripped and black jeans though ! ! !

D Tier: beanies and snapbacks. he already rocks the cat dreanies near daily and with the mask coming into the picture and everything being so joever for us hair appreciators, as sexy as he is with his beanies on and his curls peaking out me personally i just love when his whole ice cream scoop hair is on display ! can be improved with some rainbow cheetah print hair extensions and or a tiara : ) !

C Tier: off the hip belts, preferably studded. this is one of my most favorite and hottest things a person can do with their outfit ESP if theyre scenemo leaning but its not essential to make the scenemo kid style shine through. i can even accept some more normie type stuff like bb simons so long as its styled appropriately ! ! ! a want but not a need.

B Tier: tight fitted tees/band tees. droobs tastefully hidden behind an edgy stretched and distorted logo for pierce the veil or sleeping with sirens most likely purchased at hot topic 10 years ago, snatched waist on display for the whole world to admire and for george to grab WITH the added bonus that short sleeve shirts have a tendency to rise up due to their fit, so we could realistically even expect a glimpse of tummy and or boxers peaking out which only enhances the visuals on display. and his ARMS. preferably covers and curated by bracelets exclusively bought from spencers or gifted by fans if not by an either complimentary or uncomplimentary long sleeve/hoodie underneath.

A tier: eyeliner. a well understood and universally accepted staple in the scenemo community. and really the more the better ! ! a tasteful swipe of black pencil drug store eyeliner on the waterline of dreams bottom lids could only improve upon his looks as a 6'2" boy with glossy doe eyes and pink lips . but then you add to it, upper waterline to match the bottom, expand unto the skin of the eyelids, perhaps even try a wing if were feeling daring ! in an exceptionally crazy occasion we could go full raccoon, black from tail end of his eyebrow down to the start of where the crease of his bottom lid lies. he could eat jeffree stars ex scene queen ass up in about 0.5 nano seconds with that and some fake lashes, but thats just me ! irregardless, something so casual as a little makeup can go a long way in making someone hot 100x hotter 😋

S Tier: facial piercings. the possibilities here are quite literally endless. we start simple with nose, a ring through the nostril is a classic, super simple everyone is doing it, could have one of those and pass for someone who doesnt know jack shit about i set my friends on fire or dot dot curve, but then you go a little lower and things start to get fun. with a lip piercing, you can basically signal to any and everyone that youre an edgy kind of guy, not just anyone will put a needle through one of the most prominent and noticeable features of their face! dolphin bites, snake bites, shark bites, spider bites, literally any animal biting your lips will up your status as a queen of the scene. bonus points for a monroe or a tongue piercing, xxxxxtra hot imo😁 moving back up bridge is also a good option, particularly edgy and tough to find on anyone in day to day life, would give dream some uniqueness as if he was already in any need of that. eyebrow is always a safe option, anti eyebrow, tear drop etc all very very cool. but the most ultimate piercingf for dream in my opinion would be a simple yet head turning cheek piercing. a common factor to be found in most all of my scenemo dream drawings, it simply seems like it makes obvious sense for the guy whos whole branding is smiles to have piercings wear his dimples are ! ! when he smiles, the sun will not only catch on his astoundingly straight white teeth, but also on that of the jelwery adorning where his dimples lie.

GOD TIER:

#ask #anon #thanks for listening

[spacedykez]

 [CLICK]

ARCHIVIST

Statement of Michael Jones, regarding an unusual trip on xyr friends’ boat, in the Puget Sound near Seattle. Original statement given November 4th, 2007. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.

Statement begins.

ARCHIVIST (STATEMENT)

I suppose I should start this off by saying I’ve never really believed in the supernatural. Never was one for ghost stories. I was quite the avid denier in fact. A man of science, I considered myself. I guess what I mean to say is, I wouldn’t have believed my own story if I hadn’t lived through it. But I know what happened, and I am completely certain it was real.

It all happened around Christmas, when I was visiting up north in Seattle for the holidays. The whole family was gathering at my grandparents’ house, and we were all planning to stay in the area for several days to celebrate. Now, I’m not sure how familiar you are with Seattle, given that you’re British, so let’s just say hotels in a populated city at Christmas time aren’t exactly cheap. So I phoned an old friend to see if I couldn’t crash at their place for a couple days. They, surprisingly, had no issue with it, and so the morning of Saturday the 22nd I was boarding a plane to Washington.

My friend was a fairly well-off individual, as one has to be to afford owning a home in a city like Seattle. I took a bus to clouds street and walked the last few blocks to their door. Luckily for me, the lights were on, illuminating a variety of pride flags and stickers taped to the windows, including a small braided bracelet made with purple, white, and green threads. I recognized it because I’d been the one to make it.

The door opened before very long at all, and I was greeted by a familiar face, dyed pink-purple-blue hair framing clouds face. “Mike!

“‘Allo, Karl!” I grinned. I would have waved, but I couldn’t exactly do that when I had a suitcase in one hand and my beanie clutched in the other. I don’t exactly know when I took it off, but that wasn’t supernatural, that was just my typical impulsivity.

Karl smiled back and stepped back to let me inside, the slight jingle of beaded bracelets audible. “Great to see you again, Mike!”

I expressed a similar sentiment, then quickly inquired about my sleeping arrangements. Karl led me into a rather nice room, furnished minimally with a single bed and desk- a nice bed and desk, mind you. The walls were an oddly mesmerizing sky-blue with hints of white, almost like clouds. I later found myself staring at them for hours, tracing their faint wisps with my eyes.

“Make yourself at home!” Karl told me welcomingly, before heading out to give me some space, which I appreciated. I’m a pretty outgoing guy, but it had been a long trip and I was tired. I proved this approximately five minutes later by falling asleep fully clothed atop the bed.

The next morning, I woke up to be informed of two things. First, Karl now had a girlfriend, Raven, who was incredibly nice and who I got on very well with. And secondly, the two of them wanted to know if I’d like to go out boating with them.

Since most of my family wasn’t due to arrive until Christmas Eve and would be staying for a bit after Christmas itself, I could easily spare the day to go out and see the city, or at least its waters. I told Karl and Raven as much, and the two were thrilled. Within the hour, I was fed a hearty breakfast of pancakes and herded into their blue Subaru, headed off to go boating.

I can’t say I’m entirely clear on where exactly we were, since I wasn’t really familiar with the area then, and I still am not now. But I do know that Karl and Raven seemed quite confident, and it couldn’t have been much past eleven o’clock when we motored out into the Puget Sound. The sky was bright and sunny, not a dissimilar color to the walls of the bedroom I’d stayed in.

It was altogether quite a good trip. Raven pointed out buildings on the Seattle skyline- did you know the Space Needle really isn’t that tall compared to Seattle’s skyscrapers? Karl smiled and assured me that they’d heard this fact a thousand times before, but didn’t complain as Raven told me all about the city. Karl’s expression as cloud looked at Raven was full of the fondness that one can’t help but smile at.

“Mike, you still like salmon?” Karl asked me once we could no longer see the city. We were still surrounded by forested shores.

“Yeah,” I nodded. I’d always enjoyed seafood, and the seafood here was pretty good, in my humble opinion. We ate a hearty lunch of fish sandwiches and Lay’s potato chips, which I quite enjoyed, and it was clear Raven and Karl did as well. I closed my eyes contentedly, feeling sunlight warm my body as I ate. The only things in the world that mattered at that moment were the gentle breeze, the bright sunlight, and the distant calls of seagulls. We were far enough from the city that I couldn’t hear many cars, so I didn’t think much of the relative silence.

I don’t know how long I sat there, savoring the good weather and relaxing sounds of the waves lapping against the side of the boat. Some time later, after what could have been anywhere from minutes to hours, I opened my eyes again to the sight of blue. Endless azure skies stretched above us and sapphire water surrounded our boat, which felt like a tiny speck in this great blue world. The only break in the various shades of blue were the white clouds high above.

“We should be getting back, I think,” Karl told me. They were right; I had planned to head to my parents’ house that night, and I didn’t want to worry my mother by being late.

“It’s so nice out here,” I remarked to Raven as we motored through the waves, the blue never fading or dimming. I thought we ought to have seen land coming into view by now; the Puget Sound is not excessively wide. “I know, it’s my favorite place to be,” ae smiled, staring mesmerized at the wake coming off the boat as it cut through the water like a knife through butter.

Karl tsked and frowned at the sky, seeming displeased with something. I stood and walked to the back of the small boat, where cloud was sitting in the driver’s seat. “Everything alright?” I inquired.

They shook their head and gave a small sigh of frustration. “There should be land here.” I looked up, not sure what I was expecting, and saw nothing but the same blue water and sky. “And my phone’s not getting any connection.” I glanced at my own phone and found that I also had absolutely no cell coverage.

“Huh, that’s odd,” I said, extremely intelligently.

“Yeah, I know,” Karl replied, biting their lip worriedly. “And we should have seen land by now.”

I simply nodded my agreement and stared out into the deep blue world surrounding us. The color no longer seemed bright and cheery to me, instead it was almost… ominous. Like the sky was going to open and swallow us whole. I don’t quite know where the thought came from, but it felt terrifyingly right. As we continued on through the blue, with no signs of land, I only grew more convinced of this.

I was not alone in feeling that the charming appearance of the sea and sky were hiding a dark, malicious secret behind them. Karl was glancing around and biting clouds lip with increasing frequency, expression not dissimilar to my own. Raven, however, was standing, leaning over the rail and staring into the water mesmerized. As I watched, ae slowly crept along the side of the boat and towards the bow.

I started making my way towards her, unable to shake the feeling that there was something wrong with her movements. Ae didn’t seem quite aerself, moving almost as if controlled by some unseeable force. As it turned out, it was a good thing I did so, since right as I reached her, Raven jumped, and gravity seemed to decide not to work, because she started to float up towards the sky. I grabbed aer arm and yanked aer back down to the deck of the boat. She fought me quite a bit, and it was a lucky thing that I like to wear thick sweaters, because I think that had I not been protected by the heavy wool, her long nails would have torn my skin open.

But I did manage to calm aer eventually, and ae took to simply lying dejectedly on the deck and staring up into the sky, eyes focused on something beyond my sight. Perhaps she was just staring at an interesting cloud, but I got the feeling it was nothing so innocent. Ae seemed… distant, disconnected, like ae barely registered that Karl and I were there.

Speaking of Karl, they continued to drive us through the blue. It felt like hours that we went on and on before suddenly the motor cut out and there was a deafening silence. I turned to see Karl slumped back into clouds seat, thankfully still conscious, but looking utterly defeated. “Are you alright?” I demanded, my own voice sounding utterly miniscule in the great blue world around us.

“I don’t know where we are!” Karl looked at me, face slack with terror. They stared at me horrified, although not at me. More at the situation we were in. “We should have hit land hours ago.”

I nodded sagely and walked over to cloud. “This can’t go on forever, can it?” I asked, trying to be reassuring. But from the look on Karl’s face, I’d only succeeded in making their fear worse.

“What if it does?” cloud asked, voice small and hopeless. I looked out at the waters surrounding us and bit my lip contemplatively. Could this go on forever? Admittedly, it was starting to eat away at me. But at the very least I seemed to be keeping my composure, which was more than could be said for Raven or Karl. I didn’t, and still don’t blame them for what happened, though. I know I’m a bit more relaxed than most, especially when it comes to stressful situations.

“We’ll make it back eventually,” I assured Karl. I didn’t really have any idea of how true this was, but I’m an optimist, and it wouldn’t do anyone any good to cause Karl to worry more than they already were. Karl closed clouds eyes and took a deep breath in, and stared out unhappily into the blue. “Let me drive a bit,” I offered. They nodded and slid out of the driver’s seat onto the floor.

I sat down in the seat and turned the ignition key, and a strange feeling came over me, like removing a weight I didn’t know was there. The crushing feeling of nothingness that had been slowly creeping over me lightened, and I felt drastically more cheery. That’s not to say the heavy feeling was gone entirely, but it was considerably less, which was a relief.

I slowly moved the boat forward again, acutely aware of the gaping blue sky above me. It was bright and sunny, but had a darkness to it, like it was going to open up and swallow us in its lengths. But there didn’t seem to be anything I could do- it certainly didn’t seem like a better idea to jump into the water, although I did consider it. So I kept pushing on, driving the boat for what I assume to be several hours, although I have never really had a good sense of time.

I can’t tell you how long it had been when I saw the beginning of something begin to take shape on the horizon. I admit, I was a bit worried some massive wave was coming for us, or a giant, sentient raincloud. The idea seems silly now, but I was in the middle of some great magic thing, of that I have no doubt. There’s no other explanation for it; there are no stretches of water near Seattle that are this large, and the Pacific Ocean is only accessible through canals which are never wide enough that you can’t see the shore.

The thing that I was beginning to see was thankfully, land. I am not ashamed to admit I let out a loud sigh of relief when I realized what it was. Real, normal land, covered in pine trees and the signs of human life: roads and houses dotting the shoreline and telephone poles poking up above it all. It wasn’t Seattle, but at least it wasn’t endless water.

It was then that Karl stood and came over to me, looking incredibly relieved. “I have service again!” cloud told me giddily. I pulled out my own phone, having not even thought to check it, and sure enough, I had cell. Also, about a million unread messages, which I had no doubt would be a massive headache for me later, when I had the time to check them. That time was, however, decidedly not right then.

And then I noticed the time.

According to my phone, it was nearly 4pm on December 24th. We had left on the 23rd, and even disregarding the fact that there was no way we’d spent that long on the water, there hadn’t been a night. It had been bright and sunny the whole time- but come to think of it, the sun hadn’t moved like it should’ve. None of the encounter before this had really shaken me, but this? It was definite proof that something supernatural had happened to us, and I wasn’t sure I liked that very much.

We did eventually find our way back to Seattle, discovering in the process that our trip had taken us across the Sound to the city of Bremerton. I am not familiar with the geography around Washington, but from what Karl and Raven told me, there was no way it could have taken us this long to get here. This was proven when we made it back in under an hour.

The next few days are a blur in my mind. We went back to Karl and Raven’s house, and none of us had the energy to cook dinner, so we just ordered takeout. I went back into the guest bedroom to check on my things, forgetting momentarily about the blue, cloud-covered walls. I know I froze in the doorway when I saw them, and Karl would later tell me they found me collapsed on the ground, mumbling something about ‘the vast.’ All I remember is a sensation of falling, farther than I should have been able to, and then nothing.

I did end up going to my family’s Christmas party, although I felt distant and I think they must have assumed I was drunk, since they didn’t make too much of an effort to disturb me from my thoughts. Afterwards, my parents gave me a lecture on how I ‘wasn’t the child they remembered’ and how they ‘knew I could do better.’ It didn’t really bother me, since the alternative was telling them what happened and probably making them think I was crazy

I went home that weekend and assured my coworkers that my trip had gone well, despite how it had definitely not. I would later hear that Karl and Raven moved away from Seattle, to the middle of Illinois, I think it was. I could see their reasoning; landlocked, with enough trees to block out the sky. California suits me just fine, but I admit I’ve considered moving out near them. Maybe I will, if the proximity to the coast ever gets too much.

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Statement ends. There were not many official records to check that could prove the validity of Mx. Jones’s statement. However, I have had Sasha attempt to contact Karl and Raven Smith, and she has been successful. They confirmed that the encounter Mx. Jones declined to make a statement, and did not seem interested in assisting us with follow-up. Given that there were multiple witnesses, I suppose this cannot be dismissed as a hallucination or a dream. Additionally, the descriptions of falling, mentions of ‘the vast,’ and the sky seeming to swallow people whole do seem eerily similar to several prior statements. However, given the fact that it is impossible to prove that this encounter ever occurred, I am inclined to disbelieve it. End recording. [CLICK]

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M*A*S*H - Season 3, misc. notes

Decided to just toss these up. Since I had started taking them. Thoughts & observations that did not readily lend themselves to my viewguide write-ups -- Appendix material

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Ah they’re letting the actors ride around on the running boards of the truckbulances this season, I see. You know they were amped. ~Action Stars~

Standout character design on this show tbh, real feat of just styling and posture. Alda and Rogers are nearly the same height, similar build, and usually wearing one of two of the exact same monochrome outfits, and yet they have completely distinct silhouettes. I bet if you’ve watched this show, all I have to do is say “back of collar flipped up and hands in pockets, surgical cap cocked at an angle” and “hands loose and collar down, surgical cap square like a beanie,” and you know exactly who is who.

I am so supportive of how they kept making Gary Burghoff play the trumpet while, seemingly, forbidding him from taking any lessons or practicing.

I’ve now seen three separate Bela Legosi as Dracula impressions by three different characters in three seasons of M*A*S*H. I think we should not underestimate the cultural reset of Bela Legosi as Dracula.

I thought N.G., for No Good, was a John Hodgmanism, but turns out that dates from at least 1975!

I finally finally finally learned the etymology of B girl: business girl. Variant on working girl. Gonna start using this and everyone’s gonna be like what DECADE are you from.

Klinger is reading RUPERT BROOKE. I squawked.

Hawk saying they’ll miss Trapper’s stupid laugh, and his two good hands…this is gonna make me insane. Don’t stand there with your heart breaking while saying things that could be homoerotic double entendres that you aren’t even winking about GOD that makes it feel REAL, GOD!

The first joke that I laughed at alone, a joke the laugh track was apparently not as pleased by as I was: an all-mood description of a barbecue sauce

I appreciate that Hawkeye & Radar's battle sounds foley on the phone is, 100%, mortar shells from the First World War. What War Sounds Like since 1914 and counting !

Is it time to confess I am supremely into Trapper/Margaret. I am supremely into Trapper/Margaret. It’s confusing, don’t worry about it. But woof!!

Radar hanging out with animals? A development I respect.

Me: overall though, so far this season has not had remotely enough Hawkeye flirting with men Mere minutes into the first episode of Season 3 they let Alda direct: [leaning into Frank] “Kiss me.”

Interesting that Trapper introduces himself as John McIntyre but Hawk as Hawkeye Pierce. I guess if he didn’t it’d be, Benjamin Pierce? Oh my god does anyone ever call him Ben. Wait am I having an immense feeling imagining someone calling him Ben. Okay lock that up in a glass box right now!

“And he’s gonna find us just the way we are, and what we are: draftee doctors, a little gamey and dazed from crawling inside people trying to keep them breathing.” Sometimes this show Fucks me up.

[introducing himself and Trapper] "Captain Sodom and Captain Gomorrah. He’s Gomorrah.” OKAYY. Also #gonchcore

Klinger’s outfits just…keep getting better? Genuinely he shows up lately and my first reaction is, “oh, Yes!”

You can’t have that great moment with Radar and Hawkeye and the lift shoes and then go back though, you just can’t! You’ve already pointed out that it was mean so now it’s just mean. I realize this is just what you get from having a stable of writers working simultaneously on an episodic series, but we better align on this when you regroup for the next season.

Trapper: “You sure she’s not coming back?” Nurse: “She’s with Hawkeye.” Trapper: “Oh, then it should be a while, he’s very thorough.” HELL yeah. Love, mm, everything about this?

Haha I hate Colonel Flagg so much. Which is good, let me be clear. It’s good that he’s both jokesy and super evil. I like perfectly, easily hateable enemies.

Oh interesting: this episode is not actually good

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August 24, 2022

There's a new recall that I would like to spread awareness of: Great Value Shredded Hashbrowns have been recalled for possible contamination with listeria. Listeria can cause food poisoning and flu-like symptoms in healthy adults, but it more commonly affects infants, pregnant people, senior citizens, and the immunocompromised. In these groups it can also lead to more severe infections including sepsis, meningitis, and encephalitis, and symptoms of listeriosis can appear up to 2 months after a contaminated food item has been consumed. This recall currently only includes 64 oz bags with the following date codes and UPC, but if you're seeing this on any date other than the one listed above please make sure to check if the recall has been expanded:

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This recall hasn't yet been reported by the FDA and at the moment this information is only being communicated by email to people that Walmart has records of having ordered Great Value Frozen Hashbrowns within the past 6 months, so if people wouldn't mind reblogging to spread awareness (especially among disability and parenting circles) I would greatly appreciate it. The current direction from the company is to discard affected bags and request a refund from the store, but I would caution against accepting any compensatory gift cards from the store in addition to your refund because they may try to claim it as a settlement if you need to sue for medical bills or damages later on

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Tips for dealing with below 0°F temperatures, for anyone who's not used to it and is now having to deal with it in this winter storm:

Tuck your shirt into your pants to prevent the cold from sneaking in

Put on a sweater or a hoodie over that, and then also wear a coat over that

Put on a beanie and then pull your hood up over that (BOTH hoods if you're wearing a hoodie instead of a sweater)

Wear a scarf underneath your coat hood. You want it to be kept as close to you as possible, and hopefully high enough that you can tuck your nose into it while walking outside

Wear solid pants like jeans, and put on tights, leggings, or (if you actually have any) long underwear underneath

Wear two pairs of socks—at least one of which is long socks—and tuck your leggings into those

Wear boots or some other thick shoe with good traction if you have any

GLOVES. Wear two pairs if you need to. I only have one pair and now my hands are my only weak point 😭

Try not to stay outside for too long if you can help it, frostbite and hypothermia are painful and very dangerous. When you're inside, make sure you're eating plenty of food and drinking plenty of water. Your body needs energy and hydration to fight off the cold. Stay safe out there everyone

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The more I learn about judaism the more I wonder where tf christianity got all its bad shit. Why is divorce a sin in christianity when judaism has recognized the right to divorce for nearly a millennia and has codified religious laws for it. Why does christianity consider sex to be dirty (to the point where puritans considered it a sin to enjoy having sex with your own spouse) when in judaism it's considered holy and it's a literal mitzvah to have sex with your spouse on the sabbath. Why does christianity consider it a sign that you're faithless if you question your religion when in judaism that's considered an essential part to developing your faith. I'm probably stating the obvious here but I still can't get over the fact that there's no historical basis to any of this shit before christianity started, it's like christians just said "hey guys what if we took the torah and built a new religion around it but this time it was actively hostile to human life"

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I just wanted to give everyone a heads up that 30+ brands of nutrition drinks including but not limited to Ensure, Pediasure, Glucerna, Oatly, and Premier Protein just got recalled for possible contamination with the bacteria that causes botulism, a paralytic toxin with a lethal dose of 1.3 nanograms. If you've purchased one of the affected lot numbers please return it to the store to be properly disposed of as a biohazard but do not accept any compensatory gift cards because that can be counted as a settlement if you need to file a lawsuit for any potential damages caused by this later on. If you have any questions regarding the recall there's a phone number listed in the article above that you can call, but if you believe you may have ingested toxins then please call your local poison control hotline. Stay safe

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Nail polish 2 hours after you apply it to your nails intentionally: oh no, a gust of air has lightly accosted me! I have been torn asunder and stricken from my resting place, I must leave this place at once!

Nail polish the millisecond you spill it on something accidentally: the essence of my being has been permanently bonded to this substance since the day I was born—atom to atom, body and soul. you could no sooner remove me from this wooden table than you could remove the ocean from its water

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lmao so hi hello it is I, a dumb bird, here to offer the TD Fandom a very simple fanfic. No real brain power needed as it just straight up follows the first season episode for episode except there’s two new people joining the main cast. Tobi, a sweet trans masc game streamer that I created, and Mira, an enby spray paint artist with a hatred for authority that my partner made! I honestly started writing it as a joke HOWEVER people started to actually read and enjoy it? So I felt morally obligated to keep going?? 

So basically I’m close to the halfway point in the first season and I barely have time to write due to college so if a 7 chapter wip fic sitting at 31k words sounds fun, feel free to read~

I’ll link my ao3 as I have other plans for this “series” as well as other fandom shit here

And a little blip of the first chapter if you weren’t already interested plz read it seasonal depression is kicking my ass and i’d appreciate the serotonin--

Maybe a summer camp TV show wasn't the worst. Maybe it was just the people he was going to be stuck here with for eight weeks that was going to be the death of him. Tobi was one of the last few to arrive so he didn't really get to hear anyone's names. And from what he could see, no one really looked friendly besides the larger guy in the back. Everyone else looked so mean and angry. The nerves were definitely starting to get the better of him as he pulled his hat down a bit, the purple fluff he called hair blocking his green eyes from accidentally making contact with someone else and somehow starting a fight. Even after falling into the questionable lake water, there was no way he could look these people in the face. They were damp and annoyed.

"This… will be fine. It's a gameshow. It's not like they can kill us." Tobi smiled, trying to convince himself that this entire situation wasn't sketchy or anything.

"Won't stop them from trying." The low monotone voice beside him chimed in with his pep talk, spooking the poor guy for a second.

"Ah hah.…right. Yeah. They wouldn't let someone actually die though, right? That'd be super bad on their part." He turned on the tree stump he had claimed, facing the only person to speak to him so far. They were tall, even while sitting down. He himself only stood at a whopping five foot nothing, so it wasn't unusual for him to basically break his neck to look up at people. He couldn't see their eyes past the mop of blue hair they had, long bangs flopped out from their beanie.

"They probably would." They crossed their arms and fell silent again. Tobi stared for a moment and hummed nervously, facing forward again as Chris waltzed up to them. He didn't even look like he fell into the lake with them.

"Alright! Glad to see you all made it here. Damp. Not my problem." The man seemed to be fairly used to the cameras being on him. It made Tobi wonder if he's done a host show before. "Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa, where you campers will be staying for the next twelve weeks, facing some pretty gnarly challenges in order to win one hundred thousand dollars!" That made the rest of the contestants forget that they were still wet, the promise of that much money practically making them cream themselves.

"First off, before we let you chow down, it's time to divide you into teams! Up first, the Killer Bass!" Chris rattled off the names of the contestants, Tobi being one of the last ones called. He let out a sigh of relief. Being called early meant less people would be looking his way. As Chris began calling the names for those on the opposing team, Tobi faced his maybe new friend again.

"I'm Tobi by the way." He gave them a happy smile. Which was returned with a glance and a nod.

"Mira." Their voice was still monotone but it was nice. A good change from everyone else's loudness.

"Do you use they them or have I been mentally misgendering you the entire time?"

"Call me whatever I guess. But yeah, they she is what I use."

"Rad-"

"Excuse me, am I interrupting something?" Chris crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the two of them. Without waiting for a response or excuse, he went back to smiling and directed himself to everyone once again. "With that, you guys will go unpack and meet in the mess hall in half an hour! Each team has their own building, guys on one side, girls on the other."

Tobi was a bit bummed that Mira wasn't going to be on the same team as him, but the majority of his team seemed…. Okay. Maybe. He wasn't paying much attention, but he could hear one of the girls mix up communal and communion as he headed off to the right bunk house. So she didn't seem to be the brightest crayon but she was probably super nice at the very least. It was a shame that they were on separate teams. The purple haired boy pushed the door open to the room, staring at the bunk beds before scurrying out of the way for the others. Top bunk would be too sketchy for many reasons. He hastily tossed his bag on the nearest bottom bunk and took the blanket off the bed, hanging it up to block off his bed from the rest of the cabin. He had packed an extra blanket anyway, one much more comfy and way less scratchy than that one. Tobi hopped out of the bed, making sure the blanket would hold with a couple tugs.

"Tch, the hell is that for? We're all guys here, man. Hiding something cause you're a wuss?" Tobi froze for a second before looking at the other guys who were all staring at him, mostly confused. The tall one with the green mohawk was the one talking, arms crossed and eyes narrowed at him. Why was he going to have to room with the class bully?

"I can't have privacy?" The fact that he was short wasn't going to stop the sass.

"Nah, that's just weird." Was his name Dustin? A 'd' name felt right but he couldn't remember it right now.

Tobi just shrugged and hummed to himself as the others exchanged glances, the party guy snickering with the other one with red hair and glasses. He really wished he paid attention to their names. He climbed back into his bed and began unpacking, ignoring the others for a while before he heard a thump on the bunk above him and felt the entire bunkbed shake and move as someone climbed up to the other mattress. Great. Just what he needed. He sighed and finished up, heading out again to kick his few mostly empty bags under the bed before heading to the door. Green Mohawk jumped down next to him, sharp blue eyes staring at him.

"Headin' out already? Don't wanna steal more blankets and make a whole fort?" Was he really trying to tease him for this?

"Well, they said we'd be eating so yeah. And I'm just fine with the one." Tobi kept walking, flinching as his hat was snatched off his head.

"Weird hat. What's with the dorky little spikes?" He held it by the bill, looking at the short orange horns that sat on top of the black hat.

"It's just like that. What's with the lack of keeping your hands off other people's stuff?" It was Tobi's turn to cross his arms, glaring up at this jerk who had a good foot and a half on him in height. Everyone else in this cabin was freakishly tall besides the quiet guy in the sweats and beanie.

"Just curious's all. You just almost look more of a nerd than the nerd." Tobi snatched his hat back and put it on his head, backwards as it's meant to be. He rolled his eyes and headed out the door, looking around the camp. A scream broke the mild peace of the outdoors, drawing everyone's attention. All the guys ran out of the cabin, besides mohawk, and towards the other teams' girls' side, Tobi following along. He pushed his way into the room and couldn't see anything past the many people and the loud shrieking and yelling from everyone. Something about there being a cockroach? Tobi moved towards Mira as she stood in the corner, a smirk on her face.

"Is there really a roach?" She gave a curt nod and chuckled as DJ smashed one of the beds. Tobi furrowed his brow and stood on his tiptoes, struggling to see the bug until it was right at his feet. He took a step back, so focused on the bug that he barely reacted to the axe slashing the bug in half just a little too close to his feet. Green met blue and his heart sort of stopped. That shouldn't have been nearly as attractive as that was. Blush came over his cheeks under the eyeliner stars he drew on himself as the other smirked and stood up, axe slung over his shoulder. Tobi blinked a few times, trying to etch-a-sketch reset his stupid baby brain. The chaos handled, people filed out of the cabin and to the mess hall.

"What a dumb start." Mira looked down at Tobi, at least, faced down towards him. "Let's just go. I can't stand anymore of their bickering." They jerked a thumb at two of the girls, Lashawna and… He was going to say Heather, as they glared daggers at each other. He at least caught their names and maybe a few others here and there.

#tdi #total drama #td duncan #td fandom #tdi fanfiction #oc x canon #total drama island #tda #you dont actually have to read this but ill make you food if you do #food being art of the characters and more chapter updates--

[loverlylight]

My thoughts on last night, warning that this is very long and rambly, I tried to insert a read-more but it doesn't seem to work anymore and I couldn't find any info about how to get it to work so... apologies. These are also all just unedited thoughts I just wrote down last night and today while I still had everything fresh, so it's probably not super coherent.

That was amazing

-I was right, Ray's smile is fatal in real life. It's too beautiful. I am deceased now. He is also just beautiful in general, I don't generally yell to men I don't know that I love them, but yeah. He had a ponytail and grinned so much and he grinned in my general direction several times and I am dead

- Mikey OWNS the stage. He was moving around and grinning and making so much eye contact and I know he's like that generally nowadays but he was KILLING IT last night

-They all looked in my general direction various times, there was one time when Frank looked in our direction and a bunch of us waved and he smiled at us

-Gerard said at the end that he was dealing with a headache, but he was still so amazing. There was one point where he turned to each section of the crowd and said hi to everyone, it was great

-He also did some other fun stuff, like running around the stage and wrapping the cord around his neck, and he did lead us in some stuff and he was very pretty and that shirt made it very obvious when he was just like... DRENCHED in sweat. Also yes I appreciated the top several buttons being undone thank you Gerard

-We all sang happy birthday to Worm! Gerard mentioned how there were like eight different versions being sung and that he loved it

-The setlist was amazing, I think there was only one song I particularly wanted to hear that they didn't play but they played both Fashion Statement AND Vampires and I had thought beforehand it'd be awesome to hear those two but figured they probably wouldn't play them so I can live without Vampire Money. Also I remember thinking in the time leading up to the show that I really wanted to hear Planetary (Go!) but I wasn't going to hope for it but they did play it and it was great

-My voice is WRECKED, I only bought one water bottle and my throat was raw by the third song but I still kept scream-singing with every song as much as I could. It's a bit better this morning but it's still sore and I'm trying to drink tea+honey to see if that helps

-There was one point at the end when Ray was bouncing so much and it was very much a mood, I really wish I could find video of that moment 'cause he just looked so energetic and happy and into the music and he also jumped pretty high which I thought was cool

-Apparently if you keep standing for hours on end you're fine, but if you're then seated for three hours and stand up again your legs turn to jelly at that point

-I say standing but I was bouncing the whole time because I cannot and do not attempt to dance but I can and do jump in place when I'm excited so I did. ...I also bounced while in line for merch and didn't really notice anyone else do so and I was like do none of y'all stim? (Speaking of, SO much happy stimming on my end last night, it was just... yeah~) I did have to alternate between full on bouncing and just doing those little knee-bend bounces because my legs would get tired

-I was so sad that I missed both opening acts because I was in line for merch (I got inside around seven and got in line for merch around 7:15 and it took over an hour and a half to get to the merch table), but they were loud enough we could hear them outside the stadium proper and I did jam out a bit in line. I did manage to get to my seat in time to see and cheer for the vacuum guy, so that was great!

-Speaking of merch, they weren't selling any mystery shirts where I went, which was disappointing, but I did get a tote, beanie, and the Boy Zone short so that was great~

-I didn't take any pictures or anything (I mean, I took one of the drum and one of vacuum guy but none during the actual show) because I didn't want to break my immersion, so I'm extra grateful for everyone else who takes pictures and videos and uploads them. Obviously they can't capture those "they're interacting with the crowd in my general direction" moments, but even if I did have my phone out I wouldn't have been able to capture those.

-There were different times when it seemed like each band member made eye contact with me and I know logically they didn't but I'm letting myself have this

-It really is just so surreal. It was so much fun and I got to see them live and just... I'm not good at living in the moment but last night I was there and we were all there and it was stunning

-When we were making our way out, someone in the audience yelled to the rest of the audience something like "attention! You are all beautiful!" and I feel like that really encapsulated the feeling of the night

-You know what Ray said about how people should feel after a MCR show. Yeah that's accurate

#my mind is an odd place #my show

[iaetr]

THIS IS A TITLE.

APRIL 1, 2024

  BEFORE I BEGAN TO WRITE, I KNEW WHAT I WANTED TO WRITE ABOUT. IT’S EASY TO FORGET ABOUT THINGS WHEN YOU’RE REALLY GOOD AT DISTRACTING YOURSELF WITH SMALL, “LAST-MINUTE”, TASKS.

NOW THAT I’M BACK FROM ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE TASKS I THINK MAYBE THESE TASKS ARE A NECESSARY PART OF MY ENJOYING THE CREATIVE PROCESS. MAYBE FUN-TIME DOESN’T NEED TO BE FILLED STRICTLY WITH LONG STRETCHES OF TIME FILLED WITH A SINGULAR ACTIVITY AND ALL OF IT’S MICRO-ACTIVITIES. MAYBE I GOT CONFUSED BECAUSE THAT’S HOW LIFE SEEMS TO BE STRUCTURED.

….

MAYBE I’M DOUBLY CONFUSED AS I’M REALIZING I DON’T PROPERLY APPRECIATE BREAKS, AND NEVER REALLY GIVE THEM TO MYSELF. MAYBE THOSE SO-CALLED “DISTRACTING TASKS” ARE UNAPPRECIATED BREAKS.

WHATEVER.

⊹˚₊‧───────────‧₊˚⊹

  TODAY WAS A GOOD DAY. I WOKE UP EARLIER THAN NORMAL, IT WAS GORGEOUS OUTSIDE AND THE BIRDS WERE SINGING, AND MY APARTMENT FELT VERY SILENT AND COMFORTABLE. MY PARTNER WAS SLEEPING SOUNDLY, AND I GREETED MY CATS WITH THEIR USUAL DOSE OF MORNING AFFECTION. SO MANY KISSES.I HAVE FELT MORE ANXIOUS THAN USUAL THE PAST WEEK, AND TODAY WAS NO DIFFERENT. WHILE I STARTED MY USUAL ROUTINE TO PREPARE MYSELF FOR THE DAY MY HEAD WAS SPINNING WITH THOUGHTS. NOT VERY KIND ONES.

I DON’T KNOW HOW TO BECOME UNSTUCK FROM THE THINGS THAT HAVE HAUNTED ME. TO BE HONEST — I FEEL LIKE THE MORE I TRY TO ADDRESS AND TURN HEALTHY THE COPING MECHANISMS I FORMED DURING THE PERIOD THAT HAUNTS ME, THE MORE DISCONNECTED I FEEL FROM EVERYTHING. WHICH IS WHILE BECAUSE I HAD ALREADY HAD A STRANGE FEELING OF DISCONNECTEDNESS FOLLOWING ME MY ENTIRE LIFE THUS FAR. HOW COULD IT POSSIBLE FEEL STRONGER?

THE ONLY THING I KNOW TO DO AT THIS POINT IS TO LEAN INTO HEALTHY ACTIONS, INTENTIONAL BREATHS, AND TRY MY BEST TO REFRAME MY THINKING. ALL IN ORDER TO INVITE A ME THAT LOVES ME, PRIORITIZES ME, AND CAN ACTUALLY BE THE PERSON I WANT TO BE.

IN THE SPIRIT OF THAT SENTIMENT, I CHOSE TO MAKE ART TODAY. THE DAYS I MAKE ART ARE SO FAR AND FEW BETWEEN, SO WHENEVER I DO I COVET THAT TIME AND MAKE SURE TO SQUEEZE EVERY LAST MINUTE OUT OF THE DAY DOING WHATEVER CREATIVE ENDEAVOR I WANT TO. TODAY I CHOSE TO CROCHET MY DOLL AN ACCESSORY SET CONSISTING OF A SQUARE BEANIE, LEG WARMERS, AND ARM WARMERS. I ALSO BEGAN TO DRAFT THE BLUEPRINT (IS THIS WHAT IT’S CALLED IN SEWING??) FOR HER SHIRT. THE GOAL IS TO CREATE HER A WHOLE WARDROBE AND BECOME COMFORTABLE DRAFTING AND CRAFTING ARTICLES AND CLOTHING AND ACCESSORIES SO THAT I CAN MAKE ITEMS LIKE THAT FOR MYSELF. I THINK IT WOULD ALSO JUST BE REALLY COOL TO MAKE CUSTOM DOLL CLOTHES! IMAGINE! TINY ITTY SHOES!

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  I THEN PLAYED NO MAN’S SKY FOR A GOOD LONG WHILE. I LOVE THAT GAME SO MUCH. LET IT BE KNOW HENCEFORTH THAT THIS GAME IS THE BEST THING TO HAVE EVER HAPPENED TO ME. IT IS MY FAVORITE SCI-FI GAME, STORY, AND SOUNDTRACK, ONE TO NONE! 

THIS PLAYTHROUGH IN PARTICULAR WAS NICE BECAUSE I MORE AWARE OF PARTS OF THE MSQ THAT I HAD MISSED OR NOT PAID ATTENTION TO AND FELT EXTREMELY PLEASED. I WAS ALSO SUDDENLY VERY AWARE OF THE OVER-ALL MESSAGE THAT THE ATLAS HAS FOR IT’S LAST CREATION IS THAT EXISTENCE IS BEAUTIFUL IF YOU LET IT BE, AND IF YOU GO FORWARD WITH A CURIOUS MIND AND AND OPEN HEART YOU WILL BE OKAY. I THINK I AM GOING TO WRITE A FULL POST ABOUT MY THOUGHTS ON NO MAN’S SKY ONE OF THESE DAYS. THE GAME DESERVES SO MUCH ATTENTION.

FELIPE THEN WENT TO GRAB DINNER FOR US, AND A TREAT OF ONE TOO. HE GOT US CARNITAS FROM THE BEST PLACE WE KNOW THAT SELLS BY THE POUND, AND WE MADE TACOS. WHILE WE ATE WE CHOSE TO WATCH 30ROCK. WHAT A GREAT SHOW, TINA FEY REALLY KNOCKED IT OUT OF THE PARK WITH THAT ONE. I LOVE HOW SELF-AWARE THE COMEDY IS, AND HOW SHE REALLY LEANS INTO EXAGGERATING THE PERSONALITIES OF HER CHARACTERS IN ORDER TO SHOW COMMON PERSONALITIES IN HER INDUSTRY. I ALSO LOVE THAT THE SHOW IS SUPPOSEDLY (PROBABLY LOOSELY, AND I HAVEN’T EVEN LOOKED THIS UP IF I AM BEING HONEST.) BASED AROUND HER LIFE AS A PRODUCER.

I THEN DECIDED TO WRITE, AS IT IS GETTING LATE AND I AM TIRED.

ALAS, IT IS TIME FOR ME TO MAKE ROOM FOR MONDAY. I WILL CHOOSE TO LOVE YOU MONDAY, BUT I WISH YOU WOULD STOP INVITING UNINVITED GUESTS INTO MY HOME.

#journal

[maggstar]

hmm, i feel like i already gave some feedback and shared what my fav fic of urs are!!!

 BUT, yes, there is a but, i don't think i commented on “the beanie” which i absolutely LOVED, i really enjoy subby! heeseung content, so i already knew it was gonna be astonishing!!!! i thought that the dynamics were fresh and different from the usual trope of the guy being all badass and whatnot!! i liked how yn was confident and straightforward!! and hee was a babie :(( so cute!!! idk, the fic was fun, not heavy, i appreciate that kind of work too!

 and ofc, “my world” had me giggling in my bed when i read it for the first time, please it was so soft, romantic and intimate !!! it was short and to the point but i enjoyed it very much either way!!! 

yes, that's it, im not really into jay like that so i didnt really read the fics uve written for him :// sorry in advance for that, im sure they are great!! u seem to never miss !!!

so the ranking goes for my top 3

1.one day

2.10:44 am

3. the ride

with honorable mentions of the beanie and my world ^^

-♡

Anonie, you put a big smile on my face as always! 😔💕

It's ok if you don't read all of the fics, just read whatever you want and like! I'll be doing a Jay fic now, afterwards I'll work on that cop hee fic 🌝

Thank you for your kind words again, love you 💞

#asks 💌 #♡ anon #fic: my world #fic: one day #fic: the beanie #fic: 10:44 PM #fic: the ride

[nonbinary-renfri]

"#oh yes eliot hockey episode #great episode #tbh locker room scenes 🥵" oh god oh fuck oh no

well i just went and rewatched it (it’s in season five btw) and i have good/bad news and that is i lied :/ we do get to see eliot in hockey player suits which is nice but i misremembered the locker room scenes :( still a very good and actually touching episode tho i recommend

#at one point there is beanie which i very much appreciated #but i thot there was floofy hair and there was not #very sad #as an a eliot fan there are several episodes i’m a fan of #the baseball episode #patent office episode #boxing episode #carnival babysitting episode #and ofc the cooking school episode #all absolute bangers #i have. missed my boy tbh #eliot spencer #leverage #cloysterbell #ask #charle talks #i will not get back into the leverage fic archive. (i will probably get back into the leverage fic archive) #OH how could i forget the episode before the san lorenzo episode #and the dc episode #leverage is just. a good show #lots of tags oops

[finelinevogue]

24 hours with Harry Styles | Vogue

“Hello!” Harry waved to the camera, “I’m Harry Styles and welcome to 24 hours with me.”

The cameraman walked into the house and followed Harry through the open space and to the kitchen. The house was freshly clean, smelling like daisies and cotton, all thanks to you making sure it was tidy yesterday. There was a bunch of beautiful sunflowers on the kitchen counter, with a card sat next to it reading ‘to brighten up your day’.

“It is currently 7 A.M. and I’ve been up for about half an hour now. I’ve done my meditating already, just because that’s something that I like doing in peace, but you’ve caught me just as I’m about to make my morning coffee.”

Harry walked over to the kettle and put it on the stove to heat up the water. He could’ve been fancy for the camera and use his espresso machine, but he wanted people to see that he could also stay true to his British roots.

The camera zoomed in to get a shot off the kettle boiling away on the expensive looking Aga. It was a beautiful forest green colour, which completed the rest of the cream kitchen perfectly. Everything looked immaculate and very homely. The camera managed to get a shot of Harry’s hands too, knowing exactly who this videos target audience was and how much they’d appreciate that.

“I actually never used to like coffee, but m’girlfriend found this coffee bean that’s got some sort of flavouring to it that just makes it so creamy and delicious. Now i’m obsessed.” Harry explained as he poured the boiling water into a mug with the coffee grains in it. The mug had in pink block capitals ‘THE QUEEN’, written around the outside.

“M’girlfriend bought me this mug because apparently Y/N is ‘THE KING’.” Harry pointed to the other mug, this time in orange block capitals. “Something to do with King’s being more powerful than Queens, or summat.”

Harry took a sip from his coffee and hummed in delight, raising his mug to the camera lens whilst he cheers’d it.

The camera cut to doing a small montage of Harry’s house, filming the kitchen and the lounge whilst also zooming in on some of the artwork that was scattered down the hallways. The cameraman didn’t miss anything, to make sure that there was a good substance to the video.

“After m’coffee has woken me up a little bit I’ll go for a run, to try and get some fresh air.” Harry explained, walking down the corridor and towards the closet.

He opened a door and even the cameraman gasped at how big the closet was. It had shelved running all around the four walls, with a circular poof in the middle of the room for trying on clothes. The ceiling was a mirror, which was quite trippy, as was the back of the door. It was clear that one side was Harry’s clothes and the other side was your clothes. Harry’s side was a lot tidier than yours, but that was just for show really.

“This is the Sanctum Santorum as we like to call it. Y/N’s in love with the Dr Strange movies so where anything can get a Dr Strange reference, it gets one. Like, our bathrobes are called ‘Cloaks of Levitation’ instead of, well y’know.” Harry laughed as he explained the story, knowing he’d get an earful from you once this aired.

Harry walked over to a drawer and pulled out some sports shorts, whilst also digging out a plain white T. The camera switched off as he got changed, for decency reasons, before turning back on when he was putting his running trainers on. He then walked over to your side of the closet and rummaged through your clothes before he found a bright pink hoodie. It had a little red heart embroidered over the heart and then on the back it had loads of little red hearts all over.

“This is m’girlfriends, but I like to think of it as mine with the amount of times that I steal it.” Harry explained, putting on a black beanie before exiting the closet.

He walked down the hall and stopped at a closed door. He touched the handle and checked behind him to see where the camera was, before quietly walking in. He peaked his head around the door first, before allowing it to fully open. As the door fully opened, it was clear that this was the master bedroom and Harry had been cautious in opening the door because you were still in bed. He didn’t know whether you’d be sleeping, or changing, or even showering, but luckily you were snuggled under the covers and messing around on your phone.

Harry walked over, but the camera man stayed outside the door in order to respect their person space. The camera kept rolling, however, because Harry hadn’t said it was wasn’t okay not to.

“Morning trouble.” He sat down on the edge of the bed, where you were facing him. Your face was bundled up high under the covers, whilst your phone was allowing you to watch cooking videos on youtube.

“Mm, morning.” You smiled sleepily, not wanting to move out from under the warm covers and into the cold air.

“I’m doing m’Vogue diary remember.” He reminded you, but you nodded because you always remembered his busy schedule. Often better than he did.

“Okay.”

“Gonna go for a run and then when I’m back we can go for a walk to the bakery?” He added the bakery onto the end, just because he knew that’s what would catch your attention. You would never turn down a croissant.

“Sounds good. Just don’t run too fast.” You laughed.

“M’kay. See you in a bit then.”

“Be safe. Love you.” You gave him two kisses, speaking in between.

“Love you too.” He gave you a couple of kisses in return, before moving off the bed and back out of the door.

The camera followed Harry as he ran, shooting small clips of him following him jogging whilst others panned as he ran past a river. He just ran around the neighbourhood, but without ever catching a glimpse of what the road names were called. Vogue understood how much he liked to keep his privacy as contained as possible.

Harry ran for about 10km, spending nearly 50 minutes running. He was an absolute machine when he got into his physical exercise. The cameraman was out of breathe just watching him run.

When Harry came back to the house, he immediately went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of pre-made protein shake from the fridge. He guzzled it down really fast, placing the empty bottle in the dishwasher to clean later.

“I am going for a shower and unfortunately you cannot come with me for that part, but I’ll be right back and clean.” He smiled to the camera, before the cameraman shut it off and settled on the couch as Harry had offered him to do.

By the time Harry was finished in the shower you had appeared and was ready for the day ahead. Whilst Harry had been out you showered, had breakfast and watched a bit of telly. Now you were ready for your walk together.

The camera started again when you and Harry were out walking, strolling along a Lock nearby your house. You walked hand in hand, whilst the cameraman got shots and angles of you both from all around. The both of you were just aimlessly laughing, sometimes pretending to be in deep conversation or thought.

“This is our normal route for walking. It’s often very quiet, apart from maybe the odd dog walker. We quite like going just before sunrise as there’s a field, just off this path, and you get the most perfect view of the sun rising over the town below.” Harry explained, pointing in the direction of the field.

A bit further along the canal, Harry pointed to a large oak tree that sat in a small park. There were a few swings and one slide, with a graffitied skate park to the side too, but overall it was very run down.

“That park was were Y/N and I had our first kiss.”

“Under the tree.” You added quietly, not knowing whether you were supposed to speak since this was Harry’s video.

“Yeah, under that tree.” Harry pointed it out for the camera, knowing the fans would go crazy for this. “You were had such bad heatstroke that day.” Harry recalled.

“Yeah, that wasn’t great.” You laughed, recalling how you hadn’t had enough water but had walked a scorchingly hot distance.

“Best first kiss though.” Harry said.

“Last first kiss.” You joked, but also both of you knew that is was very true.

Harry just looked at you and originally was going to make a joke, but as soon as he saw your pretty face he just fell in love with what you’d said and couldn’t do anything more than lean in and give you a kiss. It was soft and meaningful , making sure he let you knew that you were his last first kiss too.

There was a short montage filmed of you and Harry wandering around the park and laying underneath the tree, before the cameraman admitted he had enough footage to call it a day.

“Hi. I’ve been Harry Styles and this has been a day in my life. Hope you enjoyed this video and I hope to see you again soon. Bye!” Harry signed off to the camera, waving with that cute dimpled smile.

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles x y/n #ask finelinevogue #harry styles fanfic #finelinevogue #harry blurb #harry oneshot #harry styles concept #harry styles vogue #harry styles vogue interview #harry styles fluff #fic rec finelinevogue #harry styles fic rec #finelinevogue blurbs

[inneratinyrebel]

First Date - Choi San

How I think Choi San would be on a date and what the date would look like:

- Alright, so Choi San is the embodiment of a sweet angel

- Firstly, after he asks you out, he turns into a complete nervous mess

- He has multiple conversations with his hyungs about what to do, because he did not want to risk screwing up

- San finally settles with a walk and ice cream date (summer)( or ice skating and having some food after (winter))

- San wants to spend as much time with you as possibly so he picks you up at around 2 p.m.

- He dressed casually, some jeans and a sweater, his hair isn´t too styled, he just keeps it natural and if it´s cold, he´ll put on a beanie

- San is a sweetheart through out the whole date

- The two of you will walk to your destination, hand in hand, because he will not shy away from having you close, and you don´t mind it too much either

- He´ll buy you ice cream and then starts walking with you along Han river

- The two of you have a nice long conversation about yourself. 

- San listens to your every word, making sure he gets everything memorized. He wants to learn as much as he can about you, which is why he also asks you a lot of questions. You find this endearing.

- You guys walk around for hours, getting lost in your conversation, to the point where you genuinely lose track of time.

- Once the evening starts to settle, San realizes you´re a bit too far from your place, so he suggests walking to the dorms and have one of the managers be so kind and drive you home (with him there as well of course)

- You agree since your legs are tired.

- San walks you to the dorms and of course the boys are all there. This doesn´t make him shy or anything, he proudly introduces you to everyone and keeps an eye on Wooyoung making sure 1. He doesn´t overwhelm you and 2. He doesn´t flirt with you. 

- He than asks one of the managers to drive you home, so you say goodbye to the boys after talking to them for a bit and the two of you head out.

- During the drive, San keeps the conversation going so you don´t feel uncomfortable and apologizes if the boys made you feel awkward with their questions. You smiled and denied it, saying they were all lovely and that you could understand they had so many questions since they are just being protective of their ray of Sunshine.

- Your kind remark made San blush so when you finally get to your place, he walks you to the front door.

- Before you can say anything, he hugs you happily and thanks you for spending the afternoon with him. You happily hug him back, telling him you had fun.

- San pulls away and smiles down at you "I really appreciate you taking time to wait for us to be able to have this date,  I know I tend to get busy a lot. So thank you and I could tell the boys loved you and that truly means a lot to me" 

- You couldn´t help but smile and nod, saying you´ll be waiting for the second date. You kiss his cheek before heading inside, telling him to get home and get some rest.

- That night you both went very happy to bed and fell asleep texting each other.

EXTRA:

 - Yes Wooyoung bombarded San with questions and telling him you were cute. San quickly shut him down saying he can go find someone else to admire that he intended to make you his.

#Ateez #atiny #ateez x reader #first date series #ateez first date #ateez scenarios #ateez comeback #ateez fanfiction #ateez atiny #ateez don´t stop #ateez fever epilogue #ateez turbulence #ateez the real #ateez deja vu #ateez eternal sunshine #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #jeong yunho #kang yeosang #choi san #choi san x reader #choi san first date #choi san scenarios #choi san fanfiction #choi san fluff #choi san cute #jung wooyoung #song mingi #choi jongho #ateez hongjoong